All language subtitles for Eureka.S04E19_[English] (SUBRIP)

ALLISON:
Previously on Eureka...

SARAH, you infected Andy with
some kind of emotional...

SARAH: I didn't infect
him, I improved him.

Andy, I really like you. Wow.

Our goal for the selection process has been
to find the best of the best in Eureka.

What we really want to
know is, why space?

What, or who, inspired
you to pursue it?

They've made their final selections
for the Astraeus mission

and she wants me to
inform the candidates.

You didn't make it, Jo.

I know. I withdrew my
name from consideration.

You what?

We did this together, we
should be going together.

Space isn't my dream.

(CELL PHONE BEEPING)

Did you?
Yeah. Did you?

We made it!

Congratulations, Dr. Marten.
You earned it.

Thank you, Isaac.

Your selection is merely another example
of bureaucracy rewarding mediocrity.

PARRISH: My
condolences to Titan.

Whoa.

(BEEPING)

CARTER:
Morning, SARAH.

SARAH?

Morning.

I think the house
took the day off.

I wish I could.

I'm stuck doing security for the
official portrait of the Astraeus crew.

Oh, so you'll be
with Zane.

He's been giving
me the stink eye

since I pulled my name
out of contention.

Because he thinks you made a mistake.
Did you?

No, I was in it for the wrong reasons.
I don't need to go to Titan.

Because you're
happy here.

Yes.
Ah.

I'm happy here. SARAH, can I
have some coffee too, please?

Well, she can't
be busy.

(DOOR OPENING)

Morning, folks.

Oh, yes, she can.

SARAH: Good morning, Sheriff Carter, Miss Lupo.
Isn't it a beautiful day?

Uh, yeah.

Andy, this is the third day this
week that you've stopped over, yeah?

Neither SARAH or I
actually require sleep.

We use the evening
hours to engage in, uh,

intimate activities.

Okay. Eventually we're going to
have to lay down some ground rules

for these sleepovers,
all right?

SARAH: Will those rules also
apply to you and Dr. Blake?

Uh, no. Because we're
human and it's my house.

On, okay.

Well, I guess I better
get ready for work then.

L.-

That wasn't
very nice.

Well, come on, it's not like the
toaster has guys sleep over.

(CRASHING AND WHIRRING)

SARAH, what was that?

SARAH: Sheriff Carter's breakfast
accidentally fell into the garbage disposal.

Oh, very mature.

Miss Lupo, will you please tell Sheriff
Carter that I'm receiving a call

for police assistance
at Dr. Welke's farm.

I've got ears, SARAH.
I'm right here.

Dr. Welke's part
of the Astraeus crew.

Did he, uh, did he
mention what happened?

He's reporting that
Lenore has liquefied.

Excuse me?

Well, no more cowbell.

I checked on her this morning.
She was fine.

(cow MOOS)

Lenore was so excited
about the Titan mission.

We're sending
cows to space?

She's just a host until I
pack my scabies for the trip.

I'm an acarologist.

Dr. Welke studies
cow mites.

But I can't test the hardiness
of xylene treated Acari

in a nitrogen-methane
environment now, can I?

(cow MOOS)

TAGGART: All clear.

Taggart'?

Back in town?

I'm Astraeus Ground Supervisor
for Bio-Organic Experiments.

Been gathering up projects
from around the world.

Just brought in
a shipment yesterday.

Jackie!

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Jo, sweetheart,

it's great to see you.

I wish it were under
happier circumstances.

Yeah, any idea
what happened?

Don't know. I've never seen cellular
breakdown like this in a vertebrate.

Well, is there any chance
maybe you brought a little

germ hitchhiker with you
from another project?

Urn, possibly.

Going to head
back and see...

WOMAN: Here's a sample. ...If
anything else was affected.

Oh, I'm sorry.
You're welcome.

I could use a hand.

Oh, sure.

Can you take this
to Allison for analysis?

Yeah, nothing says good
morning like jar of cow.

Hey, Jo, Jo,
have you...

Have you
talked to him?

Since 1947, since
everything's changed,

HO.

Any idea if you
were involved?

No clue.

CARTER: What the hell is this?

Oh, well, it must be
critters in the rafters.

Oh, you think?

Farms are gross.

So, any luck?

Urn, I'm set to one D.B. per
division, but still no signal.

Well, it's a billion
miles away,

so nailing the frequency
will take some time.

Well, we don't
have much time.

I mean, I know it's only
a temporary camera,

but the whole idea of FTL-ing
the comm system in advance

was to establish
a link before

you get to Titan
with the crew.

You mean my crew.

Hmm?

I was just named
Captain of the Astraeus.

I knew you'd be considered,
but, oh, my God.

Well, it's official. Senator Wen just called.
It's crazy, right?

Well, she couldn't have found a more
qualified person, Captain Monroe.

Thank you, Ground
Commander Deacon.

Excuse me, cargo unit
B-17 is at capacity.

Should we move it
on to a launch pad?

Yes.
No.

We're still on the ground,
Ground Commander.

Whatever works for you.

Well, I will inspect the unit
first and then you can move it.

Yes, sir.

We'll figure this out. Mmm-hmm.

Well, hey.

Corning to you live from
the surface of Titan.

(BEEPING)

Want to play
doctor?

Jack,

that's virtual
harassment.

I had a dream that went
sort of like this.

(CHUCKLES)
Oh, no. She...

It's a V.R. communication
prototype for Astraeus.

Separation trauma's a big
problem on long missions.

Oh, I got you, I got you.
I hated sleep-away camp.

But this should help the crew
feel more bonded with home

if I could get it to work for more
than a few minutes at a time.

I like our solution,
which is staying together.

What is that?

Oh. Urn, I'll give
you a hint.

What's black and white
and dead all over?

Sorry, Parrish. Official crew
portrait, no alternates.

Uh, we're still officially
members of the mission.

Whatever you say.
Doug.

First alternate is still
an amazing achievement.

It's like you're
almost a winner.

Almost.
This isn't over.

Until that ship
launches,

I still have a shot.

Okay, people!
Group photo.

So, ready to spend a few months
in space with all these yahoos?

These yahoos all
worked their asses off.

Zane, I was kidding.

Yeah, well, we take this
mission very seriously.

So, uh, captain, huh?
Congratulations.

I guess that means
you'll be the first.

The first what?

The first person
to set foot on Titan.

Oh, well, that honor
hasn't been determined yet.

Well, in that case, I'd like
to put my best foot forward.

I am the
head of G.D.

You're playing the
head of G.D. card?

It seems to me that the first
person should be a woman.

You're playing
the girl card?

You guys got the moon, we should get Titan.
It's even-steven.

Okay, urn, I know
we're all really excited,

but right now we need
to focus on the launch.

So, let's get to work.
Briefing in 10.

Okay.
Yeah.

Well, I see why
she's the captain.

Oh, yeah.

COMPUTER VOICE:
FTL activated.

FTL activated.

Should that be
doing that?

Uh, Henry,
shut it down.

COMPUTER VOICE:
Ignition sequence activated.

Henry,
shut it down.

It won't deactivate.

Ignition sequence activated.

Everybody out!
Out! Everybody out!

COMPUTER VOICE: Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

Boss, get out
of the way!

Jack?

You Okay?

Uh, yeah.
(GRUNTING)

Where's Andy?

ANDY: Hello.

Hey, guys! Look at me!
Huh? I'm on Titan.

There's our stuff.

Ha ha!

HENRY: Andy, you okay?

Doing great,
Dr. Deacon.

Little chilly,
though.

I can feel my joint
lubricant thickening.

HENRY: Don't worry, Andy. We'll
figure this out and get you home.

Hold on a minute.

It's 290 degrees
below zero on Titan.

There's no way he can
tolerate that for very long.

Six hours.
Less.

Maybe, maybe...

What if we rigged a
portable FTL drive somehow

and sent it to him?

With an internal
power supply,

Andy could transport
himself home.

Okay, I will get Zane
and Fargo started.

Good, I'll run some diagnostics
and reset the FTL.

Okay.

Well, there's no
tenderness over the bone.

Probably just have some bruising.
You were lucky.

Well, thanks
to Andy, yeah.

How's he
holding up?

Uh, first off we're trying to get
him home, but, uh, he'll be fine.

Jack, he's a billion miles away freezing
and breathing corrosive chemicals.

This time
could be different.

Yeah, but...

It's from Welke. He wants
answers about his cow.

Poor Lenore.

(SIGHS)

I haven't found any biological pathogens.
No prions or parasites.

Right now there's no evidence that
it came from inside the animal.

Then...

Outside?

So somebody did this
to the cow?

Did the cow
have many enemies?

Well, I don't...

Maybe Welke did. I mean, he has
a seat on the mission, right?

Uh, who takes his place
if he can't go?

An alternate.

Right. First alternate.
Thanks, Allie.

Looks like we're going to
need another bottle, Vincent.

And some more blinis, if you don't mind.
Corning right up.

Champagne?

What are you
celebrating?

Actually,
it's prosecco.

And I am going
to Titan.

Dr. Welke
had to resign.

Turns out there's no point in him
going without his experiment.

What a tragedy.

Would you like a
blini, Sheriff Carter?

Why would I sabotage
an experiment?

It would ruin my chances
of getting on the mission.

Yes, if you got caught, which
is what's happening right now.

I didn't do anything to
Welke's stupid cow, Sheriff.

You know how I know?
Because cows don't melt.

Whoa! Whoa! Ah!

How about jeeps?
Do they melt?

How's the FTL?

We're rigging up cadmium air gel
insulation to protect the drive.

How's Andy
holding up?

You can't keep
a good deputy down.

Yeah, because
he's not a quitter.

Well, I'm going to help an
Australian find some slime.

Let me know
if you need anything.

You know it's her choice
to not go to Titan.

What? I don't care.

Dude, do you know how many hours I spent
coaching her on orbital mechanics?

And hydrostatics?
Then she just drops out.

Leaves me...
(SIGHS)

Ahem. Urn,
leaves you how?

Nothing. She's a
waste of my time.

Can we just get back
to trying to save Andy?

Cockroaches,
not melted.

Tarantulas,
not melted.

Millipedes,
not melted.

Uh oh, I think this one
went the way of the cow.

Oh, that one's
supposed to be goo.

Plasmodial slime mold.

Can't go to Titan without
your slime mold. (CHUCKLES)

So, what have you been up
to since I saw you last?

Well, you know. This and that. Tagging
ostriches in the Sahara for a bit.

And when we last
saw each other?

Ah, water under
the bridge, doll.

Look...

I'm not going to say it didn't
sting when you turned me down.

I turned you down?

My Proposal.

You playing
something, Jo?

No, no, I just...
I'm sorry I was...

You asked me
and I turned you down.

Because that's
what I do.

So, uh, what's next?

Mosquito larvae,
not melted.

Breeding mosquitoes
for the Astraeus habitat,

well, that's not going to score
you points with the crew.

Nah, these are
feeder skeeters.

Sustenance for my
Eptesicus fuscus.

Big brown bats.

Happy in Earth's
atmosphere,

but able to withstand a high
methane environment like Titan.

Genetically modified to
provide fuel via their guano.

Want to take a peek?

(CHUCKLES) Now, as appealing
as that sounds...

Come on,
they're beauts.

Taggart,

they're gone.

Firing circuits are
charged and ready.

Are we? Yes, ready when you are.

Fargo,
we are ready.

Just about
in position.

Let's hope
it works this time.

Hey.
Hey. Listen,

we're sending the portable
FTL drive to him now.

Great. Urn, what do a cow
and a jeep have in common?

What?

What would cause
them both to melt?

FARGO: Okay, we're ready.

Uh, safety's off.

A cow melted?

Uh, hey. Andy?
You Okay?

If I had a hot cocoa,
I wouldn't complain.

His skin is starting to
vitrify in the cold.

Right. Well, I'll tell you
what, when you come back,

we go to Cafe Diem,
cocoa's on me.

HENRY: Ready
to activate.

COMPUTER VOICE: Ignition
sequence activating.

Five,

four,

three,

two,

one.

What was that?

Really?

It didn't work,
did it?

No, Jack. The blowback
destroyed it on the pad.

Astronaut Andy,
ready for departure.

CARTER: Henry, how are we
going to get him home?

Anytime now.

HENRY: I don't know
what else to do, Jack.

MAN ON PA: All emergency
personnel please report...

ANDY: Guys?

I'm ready.

Ready to come home.

TAGGART: I get why Parrish would
melt the cow, but why me bat crates?

JO: Let's ask your bats. Are you
sure we're on the right track?

I mean, we've got to be a good
mile out from G.D. by now.

Ah, they've
been here.

Recently.

They'd be looking for a
dark place to roost.

Every circuit for the FTL
drive is falling offline.

How did
this happen?

I don't know, but I'm going to find out
before I let my crew go up into that ship.

How much longer
does Andy have?

Maybe four and
a half hours.

The atmosphere's already starting
to corrode his peripheral systems.

Right. If we can't get him back,
like, worst case scenario?

We just order a new Andy and
plug in a backup disk, right?

No, it doesn't
work that way.

First, Andy's a prototype.

Second, everything Andy's experienced
through his emotion software

builds unique pathways
in his processing core.

So, he's a...

A one of a kind.

Right.

Whoa, boys,
check this out.

The circuits
are liquefying.

Wait, you said
something about melting.

Yeah.

Lenore.

And my jeep-

And maybe G.D.

PARRISH: Ah.

How is he?

Well, it's clean fracture, but he needs
to stay off of it for six to eight weeks.

Five minutes.

I was a real astronaut
for five minutes.

That stupid, grinning robot gets to
go to Titan and I have to stay here.

Watch it, Parrish.
My deputy is stranded

on Titan and I think
you're involved.

Oh, leave me alone.

Look, whatever voodoo science
you did is out of control

and it messed with
Henry's FTL machine.

I did not melt Lenore.

I think that he's
telling the truth.

I scanned a sample of your
liquefied jeep off his shoe.

Welke's cow and your jeep
didn't melt, they protonated.

BOTH: What?

Melting is a change in phase state.
Ice melts into liquid water.

Protonation is violent. Their subatomic
components actually ripped apart.

Well, it doesn't matter how he did
it, the point is that he did it.

So he didn't melt my jeep,
he "protomated" it.

Only a superacid could
do that to your jeep,

and it would leave fluorosulfuric
traces in Parrish's body.

And there were
none in his blood test.

Oh.
PARRISH: Told you.

JO: Taggart...

Jim, I...

In case I didn't say
it before, I'm sorry.

About what happened.
Oh, don't even.

No, I hope
I didn't hurt you.

Well, thanks,
sweetheart.

It means a lot.

I'm not going to say it didn't take
me a while to get me bearings.

But then I went
on Walkabout.

Walkabout?

Where'd you, uh...
Where'd you walk to?

There is no "to."
You just go.

A journey of
self discovery.

You'd hate it.

The point is,
when I was done

I'd made me peace

with us.

Peace?
I'm happy. Nice.

You feel that?

What?

That breeze.

(BATS SQUEAKING)

Duck!

Oh! Ah! Ah!

Found them.

Tell Allison the sample is
from the main circuit panel.

Okay. And is the
system still melting?

Well, Zane and Fargo
are trying to slow it down,

but unless Allison can determine
what's causing the protonation

we can't stop
this process.

She'll figure it out
and we can get him home.

Jack, even if we can
replace the melted wire,

we don't have a portable FTL
to bring Andy back home.

It was destroyed and I don't
know if we can rebuild it.

ANDY: Hey, boss!
Are you there?

Yeah, yeah, hey, pal,
I'm right here.

My sensors are detecting a pretty severe
methane storm approaching due west.

Uh, well, then you might want to work on
building a shelter to break the wind.

Will do.

Even so,

the methane concentration
is pretty intense.

I'm bound to corrode.

You've been
through worse.

Right, and if anybody
can handle it, you can.

ANDY: Hey, boss?

Yeah?

(SIGHS)

I need a favor.

SARAH?

SARAH, um...

Sorry about
this morning, but...

We have to talk.

SARAH: All right, Sheriff,
it's a free country.

There's been
an accident.

What kind of accident?

Andy's stranded on Titan.

That is far too harsh an
environment for his soft skin.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. You must get him
back to Earth as soon as possible.

Right, and we're doing
everything that we can.

But just in case,

he's asked me
to tell you

that you're his

casita bonita.

I guess he really
cares about you.

I just didn't
appreciate how much.

(SIGHS)

Sheriff, there's movement
in my conduits.

Yeah. Yeah.
You can feel emotional...

No, my sensors are registering
unidentified movements in my conduits.

Identified movement?

(RUSTLING)

(SCREAMING)
Bats! Ah!

And the 10,000 little needle claws in
me, and SARAH's all covered in crap.

It's called guano,
actually.

Oh, thank you, Batman.
Where are they now?

They left their smart house
through the gamma conduit,

so they probably have
a roost here in G.D.

All right. Just get
them under control.

On it.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Hey, Jo, what's up?

COMPUTER VOICE: Fire
suppression is in effect.

All personnel
have been evacuated.

No they haven't, you frackin'
brainless piece of software!

Put your back
into it, Parrish!

Hey. Hey,
where's the fire?

There isn't one. The suppression
system went off by itself

and sealed the doors.
And the misty stuff?

Sucking out
all the oxygen.

Ah! Ah!
Damn! Ah!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

CARTER: All right,
everybody out!

JO: Come on, people, let's go!
Everybody!

Let's get out! Come on!
CARTER: Come with me!

Out! Out!

Come on! Let's keep going.
JO: Go! Come on!

Keep it moving!

CARTER: Let me guess,

these are the sensors that
are supposed to detect

when there are
people inside.

Yes. Same sensors that
detect when there's a fire.

More protonation.

That's melting.

Well, so much for G.D.'s
fire suppression system.

One spark in the wrong lab and
this whole place goes boom.

I'll institute fire safety protocol, shut
down any combustion related projects.

That's great, but if we can't figure
this out, a broken sprinkler system

is going to be the
least of our problems.

(BANGING)

(MOANING)

Taggart'?

Blast! Nearly caught up
with the wily little buggers.

Were the bats
in the walls?

Passing through back home on their way to
their roost, judging from their spoor.

That's disgusting.

Wait, did you track them back to Welke's
farm or to the FTL service passage?

Both. They escaped on the road near Welke's
farm, then they turned toward G.D.

So things are melting
wherever bats fly?

SARAH!

(GRUNTING)

Check you out, man. You beat me to it.
First bachelor pad on Titan.

I don't think SARAH
would like that very much.

Atta boy, keep thinking about SARAH.
She'll be waiting for you with open doors.

Okay!

(WHIRRING)

SARAH?

Talk to me.

SARAH: Hello, Sheriff.

Hey, how you doing?
You all right?

No. I can feel my connections
dissolving. It hurts.

Okay. All right. We'll
get you some help, okay?

You just hang on.

(OOZING)

(WHISPERING) Fargo, get
here as soon as you can.

Sheriff?
Yeah?

Please tell Deputy Andy
that I love him.

(POWERING DOWN)

Ah...

Okay.

Hey guys. ALLISON:
Hey, how's SARAH?

Well, Fargo has her hooked up to some
sort of computer life support system,

but we need
an answer fast.

Well, the answer
is bats.

How is a bat going to
make something melt?

Taggart genetically altered
their binary parotid glands.

Why would
you do that?

To create guano rich
in perchloric acid.

Clean, safe fuel
for the Titan habitat.

The problem is, the guano's transforming
into some kind of super acid.

A thousand times stronger
than sulfuric acid.

There has to be an activating agent, a common
element of all the affected materials.

Okay, uh, what do we got? We've got the
cow, my jeep and the FTL jumping machine

so, what do they
have in common?

Let's try aminos,
phenols, xylene.

Xylene. Xylene. Urn, Dr. Welke's
cow fleas were made from xylene.

It's also in wire insulation,
SARAH's walls, uh, auto paint.

That would explain my jeep. My
bio-containment crates were xylene-based.

So they crapped
their way out.

Potential acidity factor
is off the charts.

Hold, hold on,

bat doody and xylene
make super acid?

Right. (SIGHS)
"Bat doody," really?

HOLLY: Hey everybody,
check this out.

Hey, uh, we need
to find those bats.

You said you knew where
they were roosting.

Getting closer. I triangulated
all the melting sites,

and the center
is right here.

Where the
smiley face is.

A massive storage tank full of
methyl iodide gas. It's perfect.

But it's poison.

For them, I mean.
Nice and homey.

If you like the atmosphere on Titan.
Which they do.

Okay, to neutralize the super
acid and stop the melting,

I'm going to need an enzyme sample from the
binary parotid gland of one of those bats.

We're going to
have to go inside.

Whoa, wait, into the huge tank of
poison gas, bats and super acid?

Oh, yeah.

Awesome.

Sorry.

Wow, was that
so hard?

What are you
talking about?

"Sorry." Because I never
heard you say it before.

Zane, leaving the mission was
the right decision for me.

I shouldn't have to apologize
because it's not about you.

Then maybe you should have clarified
that before I got involved.

It was your idea. You were
the one that told me to try.

And let me think you really
wanted to go the distance

when you were really
just playing around.

Fine, fine. I am sorry for not
knowing exactly what I wanted. Hmm?

Well, that's the crappiest
apology ever, isn't it?

Don't dawdle in there.

Haven't got long before our gear
starts dissolving in the tank.

Fantastic.

CARTER: Holy crap.

TAGGART: Now, to get a proper
sample we'll need a mature female.

Well, let's get one and
get the hell out of here.

Unfortunately, the colony of
brown bats is normally 85% male.

Of course it is. And the difference
between the boys and the girls is...

Females are larger.

Ready?

For what?

(LOUD ELECTRONIC HUMMING)

You sure this is
a good idea?

I'm provoking
a startle response.

I can see that.

(BATS SQUEAKING)

Male, ah, male.

Male,

male.

Female.
One,

two,

three.

Oh, she's quite
the sheila.

Yes, she is.
Aren't you, sucker?

Come on.

Bye-bye, bats.

Better wrangle these strays
and seal this place up.

Allison and Taggart isolated
the amino acids from the bats.

Now we just need to repair
the damage to the FTL.

I'm already on it.

How's SARAH?

On artificial
life support.

I was able to connect an external
hard drive before the crash,

but we'll know more
once she's rebooted.

Thanks for asking.

Well, I know how
attached you are.

In a not at all
creepy way.

They may be A.l. but SARAH and
Andy have a real connection.

It would be tragic if
they couldn't say goodbye

and she became our
first A.l. widow.

Yeah, but we all have to
live with disappointment.

Enough with the doom and gloom already.
It's so obvious.

What are you talking about?
You and Jo.

What, that she
wasted my time?

That you're disappointed that she's
not going with you. Just tell her.

It's not my place
to be disappointed.

It's not like we're
even officially dating.

Honestly, I don't know
what we are.

Then find out. Pushing her away isn't
making it easier on either of you.

Current temperature, 310 degrees
below zero, wind speed,

122 knots.

Hang in there, Andy.
You're doing great.

My internal diagnostics tell me
quite the opposite, but, uh...

Thank you for saying otherwise.

Well, no one ever said being
a deputy in Eureka was easy.

You know,

it's kind of funny, Jo.

Me being here
on Saturn's largest moon.

Uh, funny how?

You wake up
in the morning and...

You never know where
the day is going to take you.

That is funny.

Hey, Henry.

The methane storm
is damaging the camera.

The image has been deteriorating
over the last hour.

It's okay, we're gonna have a fix for
the melting in a couple of hours.

We'll patch up
the FTL...

Yeah, Carter, we don't
have a couple of hours.

His inner shielding
has been compromised.

Thanks.

Hey, buddy.

Hey, boss.

How's your day going?

Well, um...

Andy?

Boss?

Andy?

Boss? Hey...

No, Jack.
We've lost the feed.

(STATIC)

Hey, how are
the repairs going?

Well, too slow. Andy
doesn't have much time.

I know.

You know, urn...

I know he's a robot,
but, uh...

I feel bad.

And I just wish there was
something I could do.

You've done a lot. He still
has a chance because of you.

Well...

Hey, hey, listen, we've
improvised an FTL slingshot

that has a chance of grabbing
Andy back from Titan.

But?

He has to be at the exact coordinates where
he arrived when that wormhole opens.

Now we've lost the comm feed so there's no
way for us to tell him where he needs to be.

Maybe we could show him.

Hey. Come on.

CARTER: Hey, partner.
How's it going?

Andy?

Hey.

Are you an angel?

Not even close!

Allison gave me a hole-communicator thing
she's been testing for the mission.

Look, right now, we got to get you
back to the place where you zapped in.

I don't know
if I can make it, boss.

Just try, buddy.

What's a sheriff
without a deputy, huh?

The FTL extraction point is just ahead.
It should be a piece of cake.

Easy for the
hologram to say.

Come on, buddy,
all right?

SARAH needs
you home safe.

Wow.

Well, there's something
you don't see every day.

Andy, you got to reach
that boulder right over there.

As soon as you're there, Henry's
going to try to pull you back, okay?

Try?

Just hurry!
We're losing signals!

Okay.

I lost the signal.
He was a few steps away.

Stand by.

(MACHINE POWERING UP)

Yeah!

Hey!

Oh. Thanks for
bringing me back, boss.

I'd say we're even.

Okay-
Okay-

Hey. How's Andy?

Defrosting,
but he'll recover.

Yeah, he's tough.
Could I?

Sure.

What's up?

Just, just give me
a sec. Okay?

You know, this mission
is a big deal. Oh!

I know.
It's history.

It's just, when I
thought about doing it

I always thought about
doing it with you.

(SIGHS)

I am sorry
if I let you down.

Less crappy apology?

Yeah, a little.

So for the record,
what is this?

You and me?

We're friends.

Yeah?

I think it's more than
we ever were before.

I got that, but, but...

But that's not what
you're asking me, is it?

You want to know
if I'll wait for you.

Will you?

I don't know.

Because you don't know
how you feel about me?

No, no, because I...

I don't know how I feel
about a lot of things.

And I am trying
to figure it out.

I just can't make that kind
of a promise until I do.

Okay,
Okay?

Honesty.

I never thought
we'd get here.

I guess you never know
where the day will take you.

Yeah.

CARTER: Fargo,
you there?

Yep! Well, we stopped the melting and
replaced the damaged components.

All that's left now is to
bring her back online.

Did you recover
her memory files?

Unfortunately they were
corrupted during the melting.

Some of her data
was permanently lost.

Well, let's hope that's just
the stuff on my cholesterol.

Well, we're about
to find out.

(SARAH POWERING UP)

SARAH, you there?

SARAH: Yes, Dr. Fargo,
how are you?

I'm fine. It's good to hear my...
Your voice.

Hey, SARAH. Uh, you had us
worried there for a second.

Worried about what,
Sheriff?

Uh.
Nothing.

I have someone here for you. Someone
who's pretty anxious to talk to you.

Hi, honey.

I'm home.

SARAH?
Everything okay?

I'm sorry.

I forget sometimes
that you can't see me smile.

I was afraid
I'd lost you, baby.

Take more than a titanic methane
storm to keep me from my gal.

Come get warm. It's 290
degrees below zero on Titan.

So I discovered.

Thank you.

I try not to
think about it.

Yeah. Well, I guess
my work here is done.

You did a great job. Thanks.

All in a
day's work.

So I guess you're going to have
another house guest for a while.

Yeah. Seems that way.

It's okay. Doesn't
feel so crowded.

Oh, Jo wasn't enough?
You want Andy too?

Well, I want you.

Think a house isn't a
home unless you share it

with the person
that you love.

You realize I come as a package
deal with Kevin and Jenna, right?

Really? No.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Living together, huh?

Just think about it.

Okay?