All language subtitles for Eureka.S04E18_[English] (SUBRIP)

CARTER: Previously
on Eureka...

Our relationship
has been red-flagged.

The D.O.D. has sent a relationship
auditor to assess us.

Your personal feelings are
bound to get in the way.

Your relationship
has not been approved.

Our budding urges are interfering
with our professional ambitions.

We should
just have sex.

I really want to get
to know you first.

Senator Wen's recommending a full pardon
for me, so I'll be eligible for Astraeus.

I hate this.
Me, too.

It's like they're taunting us.
I know.

Hey, kids.
More Vinspresso?

Definitely.
Definitely.

Uh, on second thought,
I'm cutting you off.

Why can't they schedule individual
times for our final interviews?

Because Senator Wen
is sadistic.

Hmm. We don't even know how
long the interviews will last.

Or what kinds of
questions they'll ask.

Me in a room talking.

Oh, this can't end well.
I'm not exactly a sharer.

Well, I wouldn't say that.
You, well ...

We've passed the stress
test and the physicals.

I mean, we've proven
we can handle the mission.

What more could they
want to know?

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Looks like I'm
about to find out.

As you know, Mr. Donovan, our
goal for the selection process

has been to find the best
of the best in Eureka.

We've narrowed it down
to the most qualified,

so now we're just looking
for the "X" factor.

And you're going to find it by
digging around in my brain.

Resumes and lQs only paint
part of the picture.

We want to know
what drives you.

What makes you want this
more than the others.

We want to know...

You.

I've beaten
lie detectors before.

The bio-cortex recorder is not
a lie detector, Mr. Donovan.

It simply creates a visual
representation of your memories,

without all the filters
that we place on ourselves.

I have nothing to hide.
What do you want to know?

WOMAN ON PA: Dr. McCarthy,
report to the bio-lab.

Hey there, stranger. "Stranger"?
We had dinner last night.

Yeah, but we didn't
have breakfast

which is arguably the most
important meal of the day.

You have to be really careful.
What? Oh, why?

Because the relationship auditor
told us we were going to break up?

We're not breaking up.
Screw the D.O.D.

They're sending a supervisor
today to hear our appeal.

They could be here
any minute.

Today?
Today.

(LAUGHING NERVOUSLY) Like I said,
lots of smart people at the D.O.D.

Nice, attractive bunch.

That's, that's really subtle.
Thanks, I'm trying.

Where are we going?

Well, we're only six weeks
out for the launch,

so we're putting Astraeus through the
wringer, running system tests on everything.

HENRY: We're doing
a full diagnostic workup.

First up is the
electromagnetic shielding.

It was designed to withstand
the atmospheric conditions

and the extreme surface
temperatures on Titan.

Not to mention every type
of ionizing radiation.

It's not like you're going to fire a
warhead at it to see if it works, are you?

Unfortunately, no.
Not today.

Today we're just going
to turn it on. Hit it.

Wow. Henry, that's actually
kind of impressive.

Great work, Henry.

HENRY: Thank you.

Pretty! Looks like,
uh, lightning.

Dr. Hughes, what are
you doing here?

And a very good morning
to you, too, Dr. Blake.

Fellow named Larry pointed me this way.
(SIGHS IN EXASPERATION)

I've come to consider
your appeal of my ruling.

I thought the D.O.D.
was sending a supervisor.

They did.

Seems the folks over there
saw fit to promote me.

To be your own
supervisor?

On a case you worked
on two weeks ago?

I know, it's amazing.

Aren't you going
to congratulate me?

WARREN: Whenever
you're ready.

Does no one see a conflict
of interest here?

I'm trained
to be unbiased.

Of course you are.
Does it hurt?

Of course not. The bio-cortex
recorder is completely non-invasive.

It simply
records memories

from the events
of your past

and downloads them to
this little drive here.

Well, what if there's
a part of our history

that, uh, we don't
want to share?

It's based on the same technology that
they're using for the Astraeus interviews.

They tap into
our hippocampus.

It will only record the things
you're willing to share,

so think of those.

No, see, I've seen this before.

And then the Stay Puft Marshmallow
Man comes (IMITATES MONSTER)

down the street,
and,ah,no.

Well, we could always
cancel the session

and let my original
ruling stand.

(STAMMERING)

Let's continue.

So, you two claim
to work well together

despite your
personal relationship.

Well, we do work well together. I mean,
we could think of hundreds of...

(COMPUTER WHIRRING)

Excellent! I think we
have what we need.

That's it?

Well, what were you expecting,
the Spanish Inquisition?

No one expects
the Spanish Inquisition.

There you go.

CARTER: Oh!

WARREN: YOW!

Are you all right?

Yeah, yeah,
it's nothing.

Sorry about
that bio-thingy.

So.

I'll be in touch when I've had a
chance to review these recordings,

but I wouldn't hold my
breath if I were you.

Your original case manager was
an excellent judge of character.

Great.

SENATOR WEN:
So, Mr. Donovan.

What we really want
to know is, why space?

What, or who, inspired
you to pursue it?

There weren't a lot of people I
looked up to when I was a kid.

So I looked for
inspiration elsewhere.

(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)

Pencils down.

TEACHER: Now before you disperse,
don't forget that next week

is "Bring Your Dad
to School" Day.

The follow-up to our wildly successful
"Bring Your Morn to School" day.

Have a good weekend.

Mr. Donovan.

I'm looking forward to finally
seeing your dad in person.

You and me both.

ZANE: My dad wasn't
what you'd call reliable.

Perfect!

So I learned
to rely on myself.

My dad really wanted
to be here,

but he sent some pretty
cool photos from Discovery.

And he's
the mission commander,

so that means that he's in charge
of a lot of important stuff.

The bad thing about having
an astronaut for a dad

is that he's
gone a lot.

But it's kind of cool knowing
he's out there somewhere.

And hopefully, he'll
be coming home soon.

Yes, Principal Lewis?

(INAUDIBLE)

Zane.

SENATOR WEN: So you hacked into
NASA's mainframe in the fifth grade?

I created a false identity. I
photoshopped his picture into the images.

I should've
gotten an

You should have been expelled.
I was, actually.

So, why an astronaut? Why not
make him a spy or a pro athlete?

It's what I wanted
to be. And still do.

And yet you tell us the
story of your first felony.

How is that supposed
to convince us?

Because you need me.

When the pressure's on
I know how to improvise.

I've been doing it
my entire life.

We're assembling
the best team of 20

out of hundreds
of applicants.

You're a loner,
Mr. Donovan.

You said so yourself. You never
depended on anyone your entire life.

By definition, you're
not a team player.

Then cut me.

If I haven't proven myself
by now, I never will.

But I'm done jumping
through hoops.

You all have yourself
a good day.

So should I just ship
your stuff back to you

or you wanna come
over and pick it up?

Just stop it.
How about SARAH?

Should we do a custody agreement?
Something official...

It's not funny.
It's a little funny.

(ALARM BEEPING)

Let's go.

MAN ON PA: Begin evacuation. All
personnel clear Hangar A-4.

Repeat, clear Hangar A-4.

What's going on?
Main engine test.

They powered up just fine,

but now they won't accept
their command to shut down.

Thrusters are about to engage and
we are locked out of the controls.

(ENGINES INCREASING POWER)

The mooring clamps
are failing.

What happens if the
thrusters engage inside?

The ship will tear a
hole right through G.D.

I have gone through the emergency
checklist and we're still locked out.

So I'm going to bypass the control
panel and access the secondary system.

Hey, can we just
cut the fuel supply?

Astraeus' engines
generate thrust

using self-sustaining magnetic
fields to accelerate the ions.

No fuel.
Thank you.

But, if I flood

the engine compartment
with xenon gas,

it should accelerate the ions so
quickly that they overwhelm the field.

Yes, that's what
I was gonna say.

ALLISON: The mooring clamps are about
to break loose. We're out of time.

HENRY: No, no, no, see, it's working.
It's working.

The magnetic field overloaded
and cut off the engine.

And it's powering down.

(ENGINES POWER DOWN)

Well, the good news is, uh,
you know the engines work.

You think?

Except I'm still not getting any
readings for automation error.

What caused it?

I'm so bummed we missed
the pressure test.

I mean, who doesn't
love thrust?

Yeah, well, probably
for the best.

Me and engine tests are kind
of like cesium and water.

Explosive?
Big time.

Oh. You know, maybe we should do

some more
practice questions.

I mean, you can never
be too prepared.

No, Doug, we went on this run to
take our minds off the interview.

(BICYCLE BELL RINGS)

An excellent idea.

Best not to focus on the many,
many ways that you could choke.

Well, may the best man,
blah, blah, blah.

Oh, now I'm
really stressed.

And kinda homicidal.

I think he's just
trying to psych us out.

We'll do something
else to relax.

Although, there's
kind of not much left.

Yoga didn't work,
meditation didn't work.

We tried everything.

Uh, well,
not everything.

Oh?

Oh. (GIGGLES)

FARGO: You know, when you
first came to Eureka,

I never thought we'd
end up like this.

I mean, I did FTL you
into the woods.

HOLLY: I've had worse
first dates.

This is great. Best idea ever.
You still stressed?

Not even a little.

Because you're kicking
my Wizard's ass.

Or at least,
you were.

Let's see how your Orc King feels
about a little Fountain of Flame.

In your face.

(GASPS) Critical hit!

Booya!

Harsh. Well,
I still forgive you.

Oh, really?
Mmm-hmm.

Mmm. Mmm.

(PHONE VIBRATING)

Is that yours?
It's for you.

Your phone.

Oh, my interview!
My phone, where is it?

I'm not ready. I don't
even know what I'm saying.

Well, Doug,
just be yourself.

Wait.

For luck.

I'll leave the game
here. For later.

Hey.

You find anything yet?

The hull
looks clean.

CARTER: Oh, Wait.

What's that? The...

Looks like a piece of metal jammed
into the electron recombination grid.

Wow.

What? I've been
studying.

So, uh, what
do you think?

Somebody got cut from the Astraeus
project and they're feeling jilted.

You think it's
an ex-candidate?

Well, the ship didn't
do that to itself.

Dr. Ward?

Excellent! You found my missing
photovoltaic capacitor.

Well, not so excellent. It was rammed
up the backside of the Astraeus.

Ouch.
Here, take a look.

Oh, they nicked it.

Look at that. Totally
useless to me now.

Any idea who could've
gotten their hands on this?

Anyone, everyone. As you can see there's
plenty of foot traffic around here.

Well, if you'll
excuse me,

a new photovoltaic capacitor
won't build itself.

Any other
brilliant ideas?

Which side of this thing
was stuck in the Astraeus?

Okay, then how does the
other side get nicked?

Well, it could have been fired by
some kind of projectile weapon.

That makes sense.

I mean, it's up pretty high and someone would
have seen our guy if he used a ladder.

Yeah. If we find
our weapon...

We find our shooter.

I'll measure the groove on this thing and
see if I can pinpoint what fired it.

Okay.
Yeah.

CARTER: Maize kernels?

AUTOMATED VOICE: Prepare object
for chemical decontamination.

No! No! Person!
Person! Abort!

Uh! Ah!

That's not so bad.

AUTOMATED VOICE: Stage two.
Stage two? No! Help! Ah!

My face is on fire.

Well, you're lucky it was a
mild chemical burn.

Ah.
All better?

Yeah. Yeah, all...

I think you may have
missed a spot...

Okay, I think we're in
enough trouble as it is.

You can't blame me
for trying, though.

Hey, do you think
there's a connection

between the ship's sabotage
and your decontamination?

Yeah. Yeah. I mean, if you think
about it, both incidents...

Uh...

No. No, no idea.

Weird though, that there'd
be a trail of maize kernels.

Weirder than what?
Dried cranberries?

No. Urn...

More like deja vu.

Out of all the candidates
why should we pick you?

Why do you
want this?

It's what I've dreamed
of since I was a kid.

Everything I've done has
been towards this goal.

And yet, you have
quite a history of making,

shall we say,
questionable choices.

The most recent includes
wormholing Dr. Marten.

What? No, no, no, I swear
we've only just kissed.

The FTL incident,
Dr. Fargo.

(CLEARS THROAT) So, why should we
think your decision making skills

on this mission
should be any different?

DARLTON: This is awesome. Give
me some love, give me some love.

Yay! Hey, GUYS-

How's everybody doing? All right!
All right, rocketeers.

24 hours until our annual
engine contest and...

CHILDREN: Weenie roast!
Weenie roast.

All right! Okay.

The team with the best test
burn is going to take home

the prized
Golden Rocket trophy.

My question for you is,

can anyone de-throne the four-year
reign of the Awesome Possums?

(AWESOME POSSUMS CHEER)

I'm not sure, I'm not sure. But we're
all going to find out tomorrow!

All right, who's ready
to build some rockets?

Huh? Yeah!
Let's go, come on!

(COUGHING)

This engine's going
to burn too hot.

We need that power if we're going to
stand a chance kicking Possum butt.

But it's not safe. The whole
thing could ignite. Shh.

Don't look now. The Awesome
Possums are headed this way.

Oh, look, it's
the Radical Rejects.

And little Douglas.

You do realize this engine's
supposed to power a rocket?

This thing won't even
make it off the ground.

Oh, our rocket's going up.
Right up your...

Big talk from
such a little boy.

(BLOWING WHISTLE) Hey, whoa,
fellows, fellows, come on.

Listen. We work in the spirit
of scientific discovery.

We leave the egos
at home, okay?

All right, everybody?
Back to work!

Building rockets,
all right!

Later, losers.

I really hate that kid.

POSSUM LEADER: What
is it we study here?

POSSUM MEMBER: The way of
thermal propulsion, sir!

And what is that way?

Thrust first, thrust
hard, no mercy, sir!

I can't hear you.
We're toast.

Guys, I have an idea.

It's over, Fargo. There's
no way we can win.

Yes, we can. The excess heat from the
engine can be the additional power we need.

We'll turn those Possums
into road kill.

And first up,
our returning champions,

four times in a row,
the Awesome Possums.

(CHILDREN CHEERING)

All right, Possums, you ready
to show us what you got?

Yeah. Okay, in five,
four, three, two,

one. Burn!

Great job, Awesome Possums.
A perfect burn.

I guess we shouldn't
be surprised. All right!

This better work, Fargo.

Ladies and gentlemen, next
up, the Radical Raccoons.

All right, all right,
here we go.

In five, four, three,
two, one. Burn!

Ah. Burn!

How does defeat
taste, losers?

Is it working?
DARLTON: Press the button.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

(KIDS EXCLAIM)

Get the cart! (BLOWING
WHISTLE) Get the cart!

Our trophies!

Shut it down. Shut it down.
I can't!

DARLTON: We need a fire extinguisher!
(BLOWING WHISTLE)

(KIDS YELLING)

DARLTON: Oh, oh,
the humanity!

Argh, argh!

Ladies and gentlemen,
it is my great pleasure

to present this trophy
for first place

for the 10th annual Galaxy
Camp rocket engine competition

to our winners,
the Awesome Possums!

Yes!
You were all fantastic.

There is no second place. You
just don't get a trophy.

I guess my temperature
calculations were a smidge off.

You think?

Let's bail.

(DARLTON SIGHING)

(CHUCKLING)

You put on one heck
of a show, Mr. Fargo.

I was testing my new
thermocouple design.

It's very impressive.

Don't you get it?
I blew it.

Maybe.

But it was awesome.

(LAUGHING)

I'm going to keep this.

I want to show your design
to the gang back at JPL.

Take my card.

Get your parents to give
me a call sometime.

I see big
things for you.

The thermocouples that
overloaded led to a new design

which now generates power for the
RTGs aboard the Cassini spacecraft.

If I've learned anything
over the years,

it's that being bold and being
innovative go hand in hand.

So would I make the same questionable
choices during the Astraeus mission?

I'm going to try, Senator.

Thank you for your
time, Dr. Fargo.

By the way, whatever
happened to your rival?

The Awesomest Possum?

Five years in a row,
ladies and gentlemen.

You know, it's been
a great camp for...

Five years in a row.
It is a Possum dynasty.

Despite the insufficient intellect of
my teammates, I found a way to win!

It's been a fantastic
camp for everybody.

You guys were great,

they were just
a little greater.

All right, I'll see
you all again next year.

DARLTON: Yeah.

And that is how
I led the Possums

to an unprecedented
fifth straight victory.

Very impressive, Dr. Parrish.
Thank you for sharing.

It was entirely
my pleasure.

We'll be in touch.

Ah! Yes. Yes, you will.

HOLLY: How'd it go, Isaac?
Please. I slayed them.

SENATOR WEN: (ON LOUDSPEAKER)
Dr. Marten, we're ready for you.

Uh, thank you,
Senator.

This is it.

Wish me luck.
You'll do great, just...

Just relax. Imagine them
in their underwear.

I find that's
always helpful.

And you can always
come and see me

if you're still tense
after your interview.

No worries. Doug and I
already took care of that.

She slayed me.

You played
D&D together?

She told me she wasn't
into role-playing.

Augh!

Hey, Carter! Hey.
Yeah?

I heard about your chemical bath.
You okay?

Uh, yeah, a little itchy but
I'm all right. ls, is...

Is that our weapon?
Yeah, yeah.

You see how
the gash lines up

with the bow's
release mechanism?

Yeah. Yes, urn,

so our rod's
an arrow.

At some point we're going to
stop calling it a rod, right?

Oh, where's
the fun in that?

Oh!
Oh, God!

Because today couldn't
get any weirder, huh?

Dr. Parrish walked away

and then I felt this
burning pain on my neck,

then I was
on the ground.

I don't remember
anything after that.

You didn't
see anyone?

I don't know who did this,
but they were smooth.

I never saw them coming.

What would they want
with his uniform?

I have no idea.
(CELL PHONE BEEPING)

My interview.
I'm next. Urn...

Yeah, go on. Go on.
I got this.

Are you... Are you sure?
Yeah. I got this.

Okay. Excuse me.

Thanks, man.

And that was the second
planetary nebula I discovered.

Then I turned 11...

Uh, Dr. Marten, thank you for sharing
your lengthy history of your...

Oh, oh, and there was this
one time at space camp.

I went to the real one,

but there was another one
called Galaxy Camp

that got shut down
for safety violations.

Anyway, I configured the lights to turn
on at night every hour and a half,

since astronauts have to learn how to
sleep with a sunrise every 90 minutes

during real missions.

That did not go over with my roommates
as well as you might think.

I think I speak for everyone when I say
that we really don't need to hear any more.

Oh, but...
No, we really don't.

(COMPUTER BUZZING)

I'm trying
to stop. Honest.

Sorry, sir, I wish I could
have been more help.

You were great.
Thanks.

Hey! Henry,
What you got?

Well, I finished my analysis on
the decontamination chamber.

And it was set for auto-decon as
soon as someone stepped inside.

Yeah, but anyone could
have followed that trail.

I mean, who sets a trap without
a specific target in mind?

That doesn't make sense.

Makes as much sense as shooting
an arrow into Astraeus

or attacking a guard
for his uniform. Yeah.

Well, unless they needed to
gain access to something.

Or someone.

All right, Larry, don't hover.
If you want something just ask.

I want your hand.

Warren, I thought you left.
What are you wearing?

Come on. We have to hurry.
Why? What is going on?

Here. You're going
to need this.

All right. Dr. Hughes,
are you on some medication?

Shh. It's almost time.

Okay, time for what?

We're going
to disappear.

But it'll be okay.

Just for luck. Okay, what
the hell are you doing?

You know, we've seen
all this before.

When I was,
uh, at Harvard,

I lured an invisible cat into
a shower using maize kernels.

Yeah, but you didn't lure yourself
into the decontamination chamber.

No, but, but, uh...

The arrow. When, uh...

When you turned on
the Astraeus shield,

it looked like lightning.
That sounds familiar.

Oh, yeah, yeah, Fargo's runaway
positronic lightning array.

You had to shoot an arrow into
the dump coil to ground it.

Exactly. Everything that's happening
now has happened before, but...

To me. So you think
this is a copycat?

Now, only a handful of people
knew about Fargo's experiment.

And Zoe's the only one who
knew about the invisible cat.

And the uniform, I stole 63 years
ago, in another timeline, so...

So maybe it's
somebody you told.

Or somebody's
reading your mind.

Warren. We gotta
talk to Warren.

We're running out of time!
For what?

I don't know.

We have to go somewhere.
It's important.

Okay, Warren,
Dr. Hughes, listen.

There is something very
wrong with you, okay?

But I am going to take care of you.
Just let me get you to the infirmary.

I know what's happening.
These are mind games.

You're not Allison.

You're her! Beverly!

Listen to me. We need to get
you to the infirmary, okay?

Come on.
Begone, demon!

Ah! Ah!

Listen, Jack, her, her injuries...
Where's Allison?

I tried...
I'm sorry.

Oh!

Allison! No! No! Allison!

Allison! Allison! No!

I'm going to kill whoever
did this to you!

CARTER: Allie,
can you hear me?

Hi. You okay?

I'm fine.
Careful.

Warren. He took off. We
don't know where he went.

Oh, my God. Slow,
slow, slow, slow.

What happened? Well, urn,
he's acting out our memories.

Well, mine, anyway.
He got zapped.

When he touched
your neural interface.

That's when we
assume it happened.

Easy,easy,easy.

So, the surge must have transferred
the recordings over to him somehow.

And now he thinks
he's me.

Well, more like an avatar, like a
character in the videogame of your life.

And he's playing the hero.
Exactly.

You better find him. He's
exhibiting all the classic signs

of a severe
dissociative disorder,

very erratic and it's
only going to get worse.

Your memories are
overriding his own

and if you don't stop it,

there won't be
anything left of him.

Grace is studying the neural recorders.
Examining a way to reverse it.

(CELL PHONE CHIMING)

Hang on. Hey,
Vince, what's up?

VINCENT: I don't even know
how he got in there.

Has he said anything?

Just that he thinks the jukebox is
some sort of voodoo magic machine.

Let me guess, it's telling
people what to do.

I thought we took care of that after
that little N.L.P. incident with Holly.

The jukebox is fine.
He isn't.

(CARTER CLEARS THROAT)

Hey, Warren.

Think it's time
you come out of there?

Exactly. Time!

We have to stop it
before it stops time!

We have to get
to Henry's garage.

Well, all right,
let's do it.

You want to take a little walk
across the street with me first?

Ahh!

The ethane!

It's in the air!
It's everywhere!

Ah! I can't breathe!
(COUGHING)

Sheriff, he's freaking
everyone out!

Hey, buddy, we... We
fixed the air, remember?

Fargo, Holly,

they sucked up the
ethane fog with the...

The evac thingy.
Yeah. With that.

Why is he talking like you?
Long story.

Come on. Let me
show you something.

Hey, I like your uniform.
Thanks.

You can't do this!

Beverly Barlowe
knocked everyone out.

She's trying
to take over G.D.!

I remember that one.

This is a
ridiculous town.

(LAUGHING)

So, uh, you
arrested him?

Well, breaking and entering
a jukebox, but yeah.

All right, look, urn, Grace and Allison
think they have a way to fix him.

Oh. Short-term memory is
stored in the hippocampus,

so if we fry the neurons
in that part of the brain,

it might prevent your memories from
sticking with him permanently.

You want to give
him amnesia?

Basically. There are
some risks involved,

but, urn, he's actually
in no position to...

Argue.

Oh! Oh!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

How'd he get out of the cell?
There's a fake brick.

I keep a hide-a-key in there
in case I lock myself in!

Oh, yeah, well, that was smart.
Yeah.

For the record, I've only used
the hide-a-key once, though.

Whatever you say, Jack.

(POLICE SIREN)

SENATOR WEN: Why are
you here, Ms. Lupo?

I want to go to Titan.

Do you really?
I mean it's a wasteland,

desolate, dangerous.

You have a good life here.
Why leave this for that?

I always like
a good challenge.

RICO: You can't
do it, Jo, sorry.

Come on, Rico! I want a turn.
I'm not afraid!

You should be!

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo!

Holy cow,
that was amazing!

My turn again.

DAD: Kids! Dinner!

Last one there sucks!

Let's go, let's go.

Jo, let's go!

I'll show them.

Whoo! Yeah!

Whoo-hoo!

Uh-oh.

They're gonna love this.

It's stuck. Ugh!
Come on!

Ah! OW! OW!

DAD: Jo, I said it's dinner! Ow!

Jo!

JO: Being raised by a dad and
three brothers wasn't easy.

Not for me or my dad.

But I always had to keep up.
With sometimes painful results.

Jo, what did you do?

Hi, Dad.

Ooh.

Hold on a second, monkey.
How does that feel?

I'm fine, Dad.

Look, Jo, you don't always have to
keep up with your brothers, okay?

It's not a contest. I'm just saying
you don't have anything to prove.

Not to me, or anybody.

She's proud of you, Jo.

I hope you know that.

Nice cast.

Next time, leave the dangerous
stuff to the big boys.

Let me know
when you see any.

Let's go!
Hey, wait up!

JO: I followed
in my brother's footsteps.

Matched every honor,
every achievement.

And I've never backed down
from a challenge since.

Sounds exhausting.

It was.

But it was worth it.

It's how I ended
up in Eureka.

Well, your brothers definitely won't
be able to match you this time.

I'd say
going to Titan

would trump anything that
they could do on Earth.

I guess so.

CARTER: Warren, if you can
hear me, pick up the radio!

Warren, pick up the radio!

Who is this?

Right. Warren, you're not
thinking like yourself right now.

Why don't you just pull
over? We can talk about it.

No, I can't stop!

I have to save her.

What's he talking about?
Save who?

Uh, who are you saving?

Allison! I'm head over
heels in love with her

and I have been
since the day we met.

I've got to stop
Grant and Beverly!

Oh, he's headed
for the warehouse.

HENRY: The warehouse was set
up inside a holographic field.

A mirage. He's
heading for a cliff.

Yeah, he's going to Thelma
and Louise right over it.

I trust me. I trust me.
I trust me.

I trust me. I trust me.

How're we going to cut him off
before he gets to the cliff?

Yeah, well, he's a quarter
mile away from the cliff.

We got to go now!
All right.

I trust me. I trust me.

Warren, I know what you're
thinking right now

and whatever you do,
do not trust yourself!

How do you...

Listen. Allison's okay. If you
pull over, I'll take you to her.

No! I saw her.
She's dead.

They killed her.

I have to do this!

All right, Warren,
you've gone far enough.

What? What are you doing?

No, you can't.
No, you're letting her die.

It's all fine. Okay?

She's dying! No!

(WARREN SOBBING)

She's going to be fine.

I promise. Okay?

(MOUTHING)

Didn't say anything.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

Who's a big guy?

So how long before we
know if it worked?

Well, we shorted out
the neural pathways

and suppressed the acetylcholine
production in the basal forebrain.

So, hopefully, that will inhibit his
ability to retain short-term memory.

But these techniques have never
been used for this purpose before.

Meaning an hour, or...

Maybe two.

Two. Good, great. You
want to go for dinner?

The man holds
the key to our future.

We just fried a bunch of neurons in his
brain and you want to go out for pizza?

No, I want to go
for Chinese.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

There's nothing to do here
but wait, so you should go.

Ah. Are you sure?

Go. We'll call you
when he wakes up.

Great. You see, I think we should let
the fortune cookie decide our future.

Oh, yeah, that's
a good...

(CELL PHONE RINGING)
It's a good plan.

Wait, hold.

Uh, it's from
the Senator.

She had to head back
to Washington.

They've made their final selections
for the Astraeus mission

and she wants me to
inform the candidates.

You guys
need anything?

No. We're good.
No, thank you.

Okay.

Hey.

Hey, yourself.

Urn, the list is about to come
out with the final selection.

So I've heard.

I asked Allison
if, if I could...

You didn't make it, Jo.

You're so sweet,
Carter, but I know.

Did, uh,
did Zane make it?

Uh, yeah.

Jo. How could
you know?

I withdrew my name
from consideration.

You what?

I'll let... I'll let you two...
I gotta...

Hey.

I don't get it.

Why would you drop out?

We worked so hard for this.
We all did.

You really earned it, Zane.
Congratulations.

You're really not
going to tell me?

Did you hear what I said?
You're going to Titan.

No. We did this together. We
should be going together.

Space isn't my dream. Not like
it is for the rest of you.

To me it was just
another challenge.

If you're going to travel
a billion miles for something,

it's got to mean
more than that.

(CELL PHONE CHIMING)

Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

(PHONE BEEPING)
Ah!

Did you?
Yeah.

Did you?

We made it!
We made it!

(CHEERING)

Yay!
Oh, sorry.

Congratulations,
Dr. Marten.

You earned it.
Thank you, Isaac.

Mighty big of you,
Parrish.

Your selection is merely another example
of bureaucracy rewarding mediocrity.

I weep for Titan.

Whoa.

We made it!
We made it!

I can't believe
I passed out.

That must have been
some delicious wine.

Oh, it was. Vincent
grows his own grapes.

He has a vineyard
in his backyard.

Strange though. I can't remember
anything from the whole day.

Huh. It's not like you led us on a crazy
car chase and nearly drove off a cliff.

(LAUGHS)

Well, it was really
great to see both of you

and I have the recordings
right in here.

But I don't need
to look at them.

That's just a formality.
We figured as much.

I mean, really...

No one in their right mind would
keep the two of you apart.

Ah. You... You guys,
you're perfect together.

I don't know what it is,

but I just feel such an incredibly
strong connection to you.

I just...
I get you.

You know?

Yeah. And obviously, we both...

I mean, we feel the same.

Both of us, absolutely.

Oh, I am going to miss
you guys so much.

Ditto, Warren.

(CHUCKLES)

Bye.
Bye.

Call me!

Will do.

Who was that?

You know, emotional memories
and declarative memories

are accessed from different
parts of the brain.

I wonder if when
Grace and I...

Oh, shh, let's not overthink it.

Right now, I'd
like to celebrate.