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Previously on
The Event...

Sophia, she's bringing all
of our people here.

It means genocide
for humans.

They're looking
for some kind of weapon.

You need to get word out.
We have to stop her.

Ugh! Give me the phone!
[Objects clattering]

- Sean.
- Leila?

Someone outside of our group
might be able to stop Sophia.

That someone is you.
As long as I'm alive,

I'm gonna do whatever
it takes to stop you.

I would expect no less.

[Gunshot]

We will find you...

And we will punish you
for what you have done.

It was Martinez's actions
that escalated the conflict.

You and me
working together?

What exactly
are you talking about?

Martinez won't listen
to reason, not from you,

not from anyone.

So we are left
with a more permanent solution.

It will be clean...
untraceable.

Follow my instructions,
and by this time tomorrow,

you'll be leader
of the free world.

Good morning,
Mr. President.

[Speaking Russian]

[Man shouting in Russian]

Halt!
[Thud]

Everybody out.

Open it.

[Clunk, air hissing]

[Cracking]

[Snap]

- Morning, vice.
- General.

All: Good morning,
Mr. President.

Good morning, everyone.

Uh, all right, looks like
we have a full plate here.

Let's get started.
Coffee, sir?

Please.

We've established
a task force

to look into the evidence
left behind by Herbert Mills,

the sleeper
who committed suicide.

Do we know any more
about what he was doing?

No, not yet.

Unfortunately,
all we had to go on

was water
from melted ice core samples

left in an industrial
microwave.

I'm aware of that.
Do you know where

the ice core samples
originated yet?

Analysis revealed microscopic
sediments in the water

found only in the Northwestern
part of Siberia.

Siberia?

What relevance that may have
is unclear.

Unclear
won't cut it, Blake.

He killed himself

so we couldn't find out
what he was doing.

This is significant,

which, chances are,
it'll bring us back to Sophia.

Were there any trace elements
in these samples?

Any signs of radioactivity?

No. Not that
we could detect.

Unfortunately,
it'll be another 24 to 48 hours

before any further testing
results can come back.

Can we cut 48 hours
down to 24?

I'm sorry, sir,
but that's what I'm told.

General,
where's NASA stand on this?

I think they're in place.

They're the ones
doing the testing,

so hopefully,
we'll get word.

Okay, so...
I can work with that.

Right.

All right, let's check

with the Russian
intelligence service,

see if we can get
any cooperation finding out

what might be of interest to
Sophia in Northwestern Siberia.

I'll make
a discreet inquiry.

Next on the agenda--
H.R. 9036.

Richard, I thought this
was a done deal.

How does a slam dunk
turn so quickly

into a liability
the House now wants to kill?

The latest unemployment
figures just came out.

Trade agreement, sir--
suddenly not so popular.

There were a few defectors,

but I still think
we can salvage it.

I want names,

specific congressmen
I'll have to talk to.

I don't want to go
into another vote not knowing...

[Slurring]

Let's take five...
[Speaking gibberish]

[Speaking gibberish]

Ah...

[Groans]

- Oh! Mr. President!
- Are you all right,

Mr. President?

[Overlapping shouting]

[Suspenseful music]

♪ The Event 1x18 ♪
Strain
Original Air Date on April 25, 2011

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We have the President,

46-year-old male

with no significant
past medical history.

On arrival, we found him
with decreased responsiveness.

He has
a G.C.S. of 11.

He's 230 over 110,
heart rate 70.

All right,
get two large-bore I.V.s.

Elevate the head of his bed.

Call the scanner.
Get him in stat.

I want you to give
20 of labetalol.

Recycle the pressures
every five minutes.

Sir, what's your name?
[Muffled] Elias.

Sir, squeeze my hand.

Squeeze
with your other hand.

Spoon the ambassador
onto the speaker.

I'm sure he'll understand.

Do not cancel anything

that does not directly require
the President's signature,

smile, or person.

It's imperative that the public
knows that this government

can run while he's down.

- How is he?
- Not good.

The C.T. scan
shows bleeding in his brain.

The President
has suffered a stroke.

Our main concern right now

is controlling
the intracranial pressure.

But if we can't control
the bleeding by other means,

we may have to go in
and clip the vessel.

Surgery?

The President
had a physical a month ago.

He was in perfect health.

It's an improbable case,
statistically and otherwise.

We're doing our best.

If you'll excuse me,
I should get back to him.

Of course.

[Woman speaking indistinctly
on PA]

[Monitor beeping]

Mr. President.

Blake?

Yes, sir.

Come close.

Is Christina here?

She's on her way,
five minutes out.

Oh.
What do the doctors say?

They're
cautiously optimistic.

I can barely see you,

and I know you're lying.

Whatever happens...

you can't let Jarvis
ascend to the Presidency.

I know. Let's take things
one step at a time.

He did this, Blake.

How?

Elias.

I saw...

in the room,
before I went down,

I looked in his eye.

He's behind this.

I don't know how,

but that man
does not take the oath.

Do you understand?
I understand.

- Blake...
- I understand.

I understand.

- Raymond.
- Christina.

- How is he?
- [Stammers]

We don't know yet, but it's--
but it's bad, Christina.

How did this happen?
He was fine this morning?

Well, strokes like this,
they're very unpredictable.

I need to see him.

Is he--

If anyone's
gonna make it through this,

it's Eli.

He's the strongest,
most willful man

I have ever met
in my life.

And if he wants to live...

Whatever happens...

I want you to know that
that man is a hero to me.

Thank you, Raymond.

Gi--give me a minute.

[Coughs]

[Vomiting]

[Clears throat]

[Camera shutters clicking]

Blake...

Blake.
We need to talk.

Walk with me.

We need to set a meeting
with Jarvis

and the heads
of the Executive Department.

Why would we do that?

To talk
about invoking Section 4.

I think that's premature.

He may not make it, Blake.

Well, I just left his side,
and he's still conscious.

For how long?
There's a strict protocol here.

The 25th Amendment
clearly states

that in the event that the
President becomes incapacitated,

the cabinet must appoint
the V.P. to acting President--

I've read
the damn constitution.

Look, we cannot let
the Vice President take office.

It's not up to us.

The country needs continuity
of leadership.

Jarvis may be responsible
for what's happened

to the President.
Excuse me?

That's what Martinez
just told me.

I'm inclined to believe him.

But he had a stroke.
We were both there.

He thinks Jarvis
did something to cause it.

He's experiencing
brain trauma.

Clearly, he's not thinking.

You don't know
all the facts...

There are things the President
and I know about Jarvis,

about what he's capable of.

What things?

If you want me to help you,

you have to tell me
what you know.

This isn't the first time

Jarvis has attempted
to eliminate the President.

Obviously,
we covered it up,

but I know you were
made aware of the attempt

on the President's life
at Coral Gables.

The perpetrators had help
from the inside.

- You think Jarvis was involved?
- Oh, I know he was.

He confessed.

You have to help me
stop this succession

before we end up putting
a murderer in the White House.

To take him down,
you would need irrefutable proof

that he's responsible
for the President's condition.

I can get it.

I just need time.

For those of you
just tuning in,

we are outside
Bethesda Hospital,

where President Martinez
was rushed earlier this morning,

uh, for undisclosed reasons.

We have learned
from anonymous sources

within the White House...

Seems there's reason
to celebrate.

Everything's going
according to your plan.

Don't.

There's no need to be callous.

I take no joy
in seeing this man fall,

nor should you.

Aaron reported back
from Murmansk.

They've recovered
the weapon.

And are we prepared
on this end?

We're close.
We'll be ready in time.

Good. Thank you
for letting me know.

Why isn't Michael
helping you with this?

I tried calling him.
He hasn't called me back.

Must have gotten held up.

Sophia, once the weapon
is in our hands,

how are we gonna deliver it
on the scale we need?

Once Jarvis is in power,
he'll help me.

He just doesn't know it yet.

Sean, they want to take over.

My father's people.

They're looking for
some kind of weapon in Siberia

near a place called Murmansk.

I also have a woman's name--
Irina Bogdanov.

She may be involved.
I don't know anything else.

I just--

Give me this.

Ah!

Where did you get this?
Leila, talk to me!

I know what Sophia's
trying to do!

Who did you call?
What did you tell them?

How could you be
a part of this?

I'm part of this because
I'm trying to save our people.

I don't know what kind of
damage you may have just caused,

but if Sophia finds out,
I won't be able to protect you.

I don't want your protection.

Who did you call?

Who did you call?
Sean.

[Breathing heavily]

What did you tell him?

Leila, this is very important.

- How much did you tell him?
- I told him everything--

what you're looking for
in Siberia,

what Sophia is trying to do
and take over--

- She took my phone, Michael!
- No, Luis, it's all right.

She made a call
to the outside.

No, no, she was just calling
her boyfriend.

She called 911,
and when I found out,

she attacked me!
No, no, it's okay.

Michael,
this is a serious breach.

She could have told them
who we are, where we are.

We need to take her
to Sophia now.

- That's not necessary.
- Michael...

The government
learns of our location,

we are as good as dead--
you know that!

[Breathing heavily]

Sophia needs to know
what happened.

You know that.

I know.

I'm sorry, Michael.
I really am.

But the truth is you should have
never brought her here.

Well, there's nothing
we can do about it now.

What's done is done.
Grab his legs.

[Train horn blares]

I know we can't trust
what Dempsey told us,

but I do trust Leila,

and she confirmed his story.

If there's even a chance
of us stopping Sophia

and her people
from getting this weapon--

Leila didn't give you
anything actionable.

What, the name of some woman?
Irina Bogdanov.

She also told me the weapon
was somewhere near Murmansk.

[Scoffs]

Do you have any idea
how cold it is

in western Siberia
this time of year?

Ten--
think ten degrees.

I'm not freezing my ass off

just 'cause some
delusional old man

thinks the world's coming
to an end.

When we came to France,

we had even less to go on,
didn't we?

And look what we were able
to accomplish.

All right.

All right what?

Nonterrestrials,
weapons of mass destruction--

count me in.

I'll help you.

You will?

Yes.

Why?

Don't try
to analyze me, Sean.

Just take "yes" as an answer.

[Conductor speaking french]
[Computer beeps]

Oh, finally!

- What, you found her?
- Oh, not exactly.

I've been searching
passport databases

and passenger manifests.

Problem is...

Irina Bogdanov
isn't the name of a woman.

"Europol customs
port of call declaration."

It's the name of a ship.

Currently docked
at the port of Murmansk.

[Ship horn blows]

The subject
is surprisingly intact...

even after nearly 93 years...

Due, most likely,

to the, uh, preservation
in the permafrost.

Ready now to expose...

The organs.

The men are worried.

The job has risks
that were not fully disclosed.

As long as they stay
out of the clean room,

your men are perfectly safe.

Money would be
more convincing than words.

You don't like the job,
then quit.

You're not getting more money.

Now, go get me
another pack of smokes.

I'm out.

The lungs are magnificent.

I think we'll have

very good results.

His epithelium are enlarged,

and the primary bronchi

appear to be filled
with mucus or...

or some kind of liquid.

[Ship horn blows]

[Muttering]

Oh!

Oh, my God!

Oh...Oh...

Hello?
Hello?

Hello?

I need to get out!
I've cut my suit.

I need you to let me out.
I'm sorry, Doctor.

Please.
Please.

It's gonna be all right.
I know what I'm doing.

Please! Open the door!
Please!

[Pounding on door]

Open the door.
[Hinges squeaking]

He started exhibiting
intracranial hypertension,

and the pressure increased
to the point

that he lost consciousness.

Once the swelling goes down,
will he wake up?

It's possible.

But if cerebral profusion--

uh, his circulation
is compromised--

there is still the risk
of ischemia.

- Another stroke.
- Yes, ma'am.

We should know fairly soon

if he's responding
to the treatment.

I know how difficult
this is.

But you should prepare
yourself, Mrs. Martinez.

If we don't see

a marked improvement
in his I.C.P.,

we will need to discuss
his wishes for--

Please.

[Sniffles]

Mm-mm.

Elias...

I don't know
if you can hear me,

but I'm right here.

I know you're suffering.

I know how powerless
you must feel right now.

Please fight.

[Whispering]
I love you.

I love you so much.

I checked Jarvis' movements
this morning.

Everywhere he went
inside the White House

before and after
the President's collapse.

Were you able to find
anything suspicious?

Yeah, maybe.

He arrived
at the morning briefing

in the situation room early.

He was there already
when the rest of us came in.

Yeah. I pulled up
the surveillance footage

from before we got there.

There.

He goes to the coffee cart.

Hey, what's he doing?

It's got to be the coffee.

He must have spiked it
in some way.

With some kind of poison,

something that would give
the President a stroke?

Jarvis knows
our morning routine.

He could easily have spiked
the President's cup.

Maybe. But you'll need
more than pictures

of the Vice President's back
to convince anyone of it.

[Knock at door]

I thought I asked
not to be disturbed.

I'm sorry, but it's not
for you, Director Sterling.

Mr. Peel--the Vice President
is looking for him

and says it's urgent.

My apologies
for the interruption.

It's not a problem,
Mr. Vice President.

How can I help you?

Of all my duties
as Vice President,

this is
the most unenviable one.

But as much
as it pains me to do so,

I am bound.

I have notified the President
Pro Tem of the Senate

and the Speaker of the House

that this communication
is coming.

It's a written declaration...

asking the President's Cabinet
to enact

Section 4
of the 25th Amendment--

the succession protocol.

I truly wish
it wasn't necessary,

but it is my responsibility
to assure that the continuity

of our great democracy
be maintained.

"Our great democracy."

Indeed.

Mr. Peel, would you please
gather the Cabinet

for the signing
of the declaration...

As soon as possible?

The Secretary of State

is on her way back
from the Middle East.

She cut her trip short.

She'll be landing
in a couple of hours.

Well, we'll convene
as soon as she gets here.

I just want you both
to know that I don't, uh...

I don't feel
I'll be able to fill

Elias' shoes.

I only wish I can tread
capably in the path

he's already set for us.

The Secretary of State--
she's already landed.

I briefed her myself
on the President's condition.

I know. I just bought us
a couple of hours.

But that's it.

We either find something
on Jarvis now,

or that man is gonna be the next
President of the United States.

Well, I appreciate your call,
but I'll have to call you back.

Mr. Vice President,

I have Prime Minister Wilheim
on the phone,

and the Russian premier
just called before that.

Tell everyone I'm busy.

I don't want to be disturbed.

Yes, Mr. Vice President.

I'm sorry, Mr. Prime Minister.
The Vice President...

[Cell phone ringing]

- What do you want?
- Mr. Vice President...

I've been watching
the news all morning.

Why hasn't
Presidential authority

been turned over to you yet?

Because the President
isn't dead.

I had to petition
the Cabinet

to appoint me
acting President.

Then I had to wait for them
to ratify me,

none of which
would have been necessary

had the powder
you given me worked.

Just be calm.

The poison's working
exactly as it's designed to--

taking its toll
on the President slowly.

I just want this over.

Just be patient.

In the next few hours,

President Martinez
will lapse into a coma.

Shortly after that,
he will die.

And you'll be the next President
of your country.

- Did you see that?
- What?

[Mouse clicks]

[Mouse clicks]
Watch the Vice President.

Look what he does
with his hand.

He took the President's
sweetener packet off the table.

The packet
must have contained the poison,

so he removed the evidence.

We'll need more than
surveillance footage

to convince the rest
of the President's Cabinet

of any wrongdoing.
We need undeniable proof.

When the President dies,
they will do an autopsy.

Are you sure
they won't be able to detect

what really happened?

We're sure.

The poison is designed
to metabolize quickly

in the system.

Once it does so, there'll be
no trace of it left behind.

Well, you better be right,

because I'm the one
on the line here, not you.

As long as the sweetener
packet was removed,

there'll be no proof.

We may have a problem.

Why? What is it?

When the President collapsed,
his coffee spilled.

The coffee's
laced with poison.

What are you doing?
What do you mean?

We were told to clean the room.
By who?

I was just following orders.
Is there some kind of problem?

[Vacuum whirring]

[Grunting]

Clean up the blood.

Make sure there's nothing
outside the house.

We have to run!
We have to get out of here!

We're not going anywhere.
I'll take care of it.

Thank you...

For being on my side.

I'm not.

Leila, you are not
one of them.

We're your people now,
not Sean, not anyone else.

I know you can't fully accept
that right now,

but you have to try,

because any more calls
to the outside,

any more attempts
on your part to escape

will get us both killed.

Now clean up the blood.
We're wasting time.

[Knock at door]

Michael...

It's Sophia.

Is that you?

[Knock at door]

Leila.

- Hi.
- Hello.

Is your father here?

Um...

Yeah. But, uh...

I think he's sleeping.

Wake him up for me.

He said he doesn't want
to be disturbed.

Wake him up, or I will.

Why, is something wrong?
I--

Sophia--

Michael.

Sophia.

Dad...

I didn't hear you
come down.

Couldn't sleep.

- Is everything okay?
- Can we talk outside?

Sure.

Thank you, Leila.

Yeah.

Have you seen Luis?

No, not since last night.

He's not answering
his phone.

Can you track him down
for me?

Of course. Yeah.

Good.

My Russian isn't quite
what it used to be,

but I'm pretty sure
that's our ship.

Security's heavy.
The other piers didn't have any.

Eight guards total,
AK-47s--

quarter-mile stretch.

[Sighs]
Completely surrounded.

On land.

As far as I can see,

they don't have anybody
in the water.

We can do it.

We just have to wait for them
to get out of our eyeline.

What?

Everything you've done
up till now

has been for money
or family.

Why are you here?

Why are you helping me?

Let me ask you
a question, Sean.

Why do you think I'm here?

Honestly, I have no idea.

I-I don't understand you
at all.

That's right.
You don't.

Let's move.

Excuse me.
We need your boat.

[Ship horn blares]

Where the hell is the crew?

You ready?

Vicky, don't, don't, don't!

I think
there's something inside.

What?

What the hell
happened to them?

Only one way to find out.

[Gasps]

[Breathing heavily]

I can't tell
how old the uniform is,

but he was a soldier.

They cracked his chest open.

Why?

To get to his lungs.

They're missing.

[Distant thudding]

We're not alone.

Don't move!

Tell us what happening?
I don't understand!

Get him up.

[Speaking Russian]

- Start talking!
- I wasn't here!

Do you know
what they were doing?

We were just hired
for the job few days,

and that's it.
I don't know anything!

- He's lying.
- Of course he's lying.

- No, I'm not lying!
- Put him inside.

Get the door.
No! No! No!

No! No, they said
it was the flu--

Spanish flu.

What the hell
are you talking about?

Spanish flu killed 50 million
people during World War I.

That's where the uniform
is from.

- Yes.
- The body?

The soldier
was very deep in the ice,

and the virus
was alive in him.

That's all I know.
That's the weapon.

The lungs are missing!
Where are they?

- Huh?
- I don't know.

- He's wasting our time.
- I don't know.

They must be on the way
to the airport

with a courier.
What's the courier's name?

Tell me!
All I know...

On the phone,
American called him Alex

when he was giving him
flight information.

Which is what?
What's the flight information?

Flight 38, Air Moscow.

- To where?
- I don't know.

What was
the courier's destination?

I don't know what city!

But he's bringing
infected tissue to your country.

- Is everyone here?
- Almost, sir.

Shouldn't be long.
Very good.

Where have you been?

I pulled a sample
of the carpet

from the situation room,
had it sent to the FBI lab.

And?

It's useless.

The fibers were too contaminated
with the cleaning solution.

I'm sorry, Blake, but
I have to begin the proceedings.

They need to know
who they're putting into office.

I want to present
the evidence to them.

What evidence?
The obscured security footage?

The statements
the President made

while suffering
the effects of a stroke?

If nothing else, it could
hold this off long enough

for him to recover.
If you go in there

with anything less than
a smoking gun,

you'll look like a lunatic.

Jarvis will sideline you,

and he will keep you
from ever proving it.

I can't just forget
about this.

I'm not asking you to.

But for now,
you're gonna have to play along.

If you can't do that,
then don't go in that room.

I have been informed
that the President's condition

continues to deteriorate.

Given that he
is incapacitated

and unable to discharge
the duties of the office,

we must proceed.

Pursuant to Section 4
of the 25th Amendment

we must achieve
a majority vote

to officially appoint
Raymond Jarvis

as acting President.

If there are no objections,

I'll commence the vote.

Secretary of Defense,

Watkins.

Aye.

Secretary of the Treasury,

Sassen.
Aye.

Secretary of the Interior,
Wilson.

Aye.

Secretary of State,
Carrol.

Aye.

Director
of National Intelligence,

Sterling.

Director Sterling.

Aye.

[Monitor beeping]

[Groans]
[Beeping quickens]

Elias!

Elias! Help!
Somebody, please help him!

Oh, no!

[Sobbing]

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