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We've got a 29 year-old male

with a GSW to the chest and shoulder.

The patient was unconscious at the scene

with labored respiration and low BP.

We're bagging him, and the IV's wide open.

- Single entry only? - Single entry.

Hello, everybody.

We are gonna need a stat chest X-ray here.

We're gonna cross match for six units.

Then we're gonna need a central line.

Let's move him first.

Move him on my count, people.

All right. One, two, three.

Excellent. Very good.

Go! Thanks, fellas.

Placing electrodes.

- Get a second IV going. - Starting second IV.

O2 sat monitor comin' on.

I'm getting vitals.

Monitor one shows sinus tech.

I'm having trouble bagging him.

All right. Let's find out why.

BP 80 over 40.

I got no breath sounds

comin' outta the right side of the chest.

He's probably got a pneuo,

and his chest is full of blood.

Let's get the thoracotomy tray over here. Gloves.

His O2 sat is only 70, Doctor.

Swab. Let's go!

C'mon, scalpel.

Tube.

Doctor?

Doctor!

You okay, Dr. Cahill?

Doctor, BP's down to 60, still falling.

Doctor!

Bill, take over for me.

You heard?

I'm afraid the whole hospital has heard by now, Ben.

I can't overlook this anymore.

I haven't had a drink in weeks,

if that's what you wanna know.

And I've never had a drink on the job, never.

What the hell happened in there, then?

I don't know.

I'm losing focus. I, uh...

Maybe I'm losing my nerve.

I can't explain it.

Well look, Ben, whatever it is, we can't have it in here.

No, no. I agree. And I think I'm getting better-

- Ben, I think you need some time off.

Meaning?

You leave me no other choice.

I'm recommending a leave of absence.

Wait a second. You know I'm a good surgeon-

- I'm afraid the subject is not open for discussion.

I have to do what's best for the patients.

Now, I am not saying it's necessarily a permanent situation.

No, it's a forced vacation.

Oh come on, Ben, don't fight me on this.

You've had a rough year.

Now, I think you need some time off.

And when you think you're ready to come back,

give me a call, and we'll talk about it, huh?

Paging Dr. Katlin, pediatrics.

Dr. Katlin, pediatrics.

That's the whole point of the quotas.

We gotta replenish the stock.

Yeah, well, while they're busy replenishing,

my kids are going hungry.

I can't pay the mortgage.

My business is going right down the toilet.

Oh, you gotta come to the meetings, John,

to understand what we're talkin' bout.

I've had a belly full of meetings.

Why the hell'd you do a damn fool thing like that?

Maybe where you come from

they treat the ocean like a slop pipe,

but up here, we treat it with respect.

Sorry. I wasn't thinking.

Ah, that's all right, water's a mess, anyway.

Here, have one on me.

Oh, no thanks. I don't drink.

So what business you got in Orrs Island?

Oh, I have a house there.

You don't say?

Bought it about a year ago with my wife.

So, where's the little woman?

Actually we're divorced now.

Oh. Where's this house of yours?

It's on the east end of the island,

about a mile off the access road.

That the old Wald place?

That's right. You know it?

Heh, I know every house on the island.

No kiddin', really?

Yeah. I work for the electric company.

As a matter of fact, I am the electric company.

When your power goes, I'm the guy you'll be dealin' with.

Great.

House needs a lotta work, don't it?

Oh, yeah, yeah. The place is a mess.

I mean, I'm practically rebuilding it from the ground up.

I've gotta put new roof,

new electric, new plumbing.

Yeah, the people who lived there, I mean...

I don't know, they must've been crazy or somethin'

'cause the place is a pigsty, you know.

I've never seen anything like it.

I have.

By all rights, that house is supposed to be mine.

Yep, me and my brother, Eamon,

it's supposed to come down to us.

Excuse me?

My name is Jack Wald.

Oh. Yeah.

It's my parents' house you bought.

I grew up in that "pigsty," by God.

All right, see you later now.

My day here's done.

- Ahh, jeez! - Surprise, big brother!

You horse's ass!

You're jumpier than a frog on a hot griddle.

Bummin' my tools again?

What're you doin' back so soon?

I thought you had a couple weeks worth a work.

Ah, it didn't work out.

You shouldn't have let go of that job.

Hey, you want a beer?

Yeah, sure.

Hey. Guess who I ran into on the ferry boat?

Abraham Lincoln.

Ah, come on. You got baked beans for brains.

I don't know, Jack. Just tell me.

- Dr. Benjamin Cahill. - Who's that?

The scummy bastard who bought the house out from under us.

Oh yeah, I thought I recognized his name.

What's he like?

Real city boy. A little weird.

Well, that figures.

And he says our house was a mess.

He called it a pigsty.

Well, ya can't argue with that.

I'd like to mess him up a mite.

Give him a real Orrs Island welcome.

It was the bank that done this, Jack.

Take it up with them.

I'm not too sure about that.

Cahill's probably in cahoots with them.

- Ahh. - They're crooks.

We could'a raised that money

if they'd only given us half a chance.

Pop hadn't paid the taxes for five years.

I don't have that kind of money,

and neither do you.

We would'a wasted the tax money anyway.

Let's drop it, okay.

I don't wanna talk about this anymore.

Well, who knows?

Our house might go back on the market real soon.

You.

Oh, finally, candles.

Aw, come on.

Come on. Oh!

Spit! Dang it.

Oh, oh, oh. C'mon, little fish.

Aww.

Well, you look like you really wanna be eaten, fella.

Well, I wish the fish were as easy to catch as you are.

Damn it.

This is Orr's Island Electric.

You got a problem with your electricity?

We can fix it.

Just leave a message and I'll get back to ya,

when I feel like it.

Now, if it'd be urgent, you know where to find me.

Hello, this is Ben Cahill.

I'm sorry to keep bothering you, but,

well, this is the third time this week

that my electric's gone out.

So I would much appreciate it-

Ah, gimme the usual.

What the hell is that?

Well, until you pay me for your usual,

this is your new usual.

Johnnie. Your father served my father at this same bar.

Your father paid my father, Jack.

Put my brother's drink on my tab, Johnnie.

And if this weren't the only bar on this island,

I'd walk out right now.

Well, we all gotta make a livin', Eamon.

Okay, this is the last on credit for either of you.

You got it?

First, the government won't protect the harbor

from the foreigners.

Then they turn around and tell us

how big our traps should be?

How the hell are we supposed to make a livin' around here?

Just this mornin' I said,

"Carol, you better dust off those glad rags.

I may have to put you out on the corner."

And how'd she take that?

Told me she'd already been!

We haven't had a decent catch in 15 years.

And you know why?

I'm sure you're gonna tell us.

It's the damn weather.

It's all screwed up with the global warming,

the acid rain.

No wonder the fishin's down.

Guy'll back me up.

What do you think, Guy?

I don't know.

Well, we can't fight the weather,

but we can fight the damn regulations.

- Yeah. - Yep.

Now it's reported to be well above normal

with market prices on the decline.

The ground fishin' for haddock is discontinued

from to Damariscove Island

until further notice.

Some tuna was spotted off Schoodic Point,

but they're scarce for this time of year.

And the early-

Dr. Cahill? What brings you to town?

- We need to talk. - What about?

Same thing we talked about yesterday, and the day before.

Power's still givin' you trouble?

That's right.

Well, why don't you sit down and have a drink,

tell me all about it.

I already told you, I don't drink.

Yeah, well, I think you picked the wrong place

to dry out, Mister.

Course, I got my own little Twelve Step Program.

Step one.

Listen, can you take a break from the program, huh,

and come fix my power?

I'd love to help you out, Doc.

But the system here on the island's a little erratic.

It ain't like Boston.

And by "erratic", that means it only works

when you're sober, huh?

What'd you say?

I'm sorry, all right?

We got off on the wrong foot.

That was my fault, okay?

I just want my power fixed. Truce? Please.

Why don't you come back in June

with the rest of the tourists, Doc?

I promise I'll have your electricity fixed by then.

$50 says he's outta here by next week.

- Any takers? - Knock it off, Jack!

No harm, Sheriff.

He's just havin' a little fun.

Shut up, Eamon.

Jack, I know you're upset about that house,

but nothing can be done about it now.

- Says who? - Says me.

Now don't go causin' any trouble.

Excuse me?

Sir? Excuse me?

Hello?

I heard you the first time around.

I ordered some lumber a week ago.

I'm checking to see if it's arrived.

The name is Cahill.

What-hill?

Cahill

Cahill? Never heard of it.

Right, well, I ordered some lumber about a week ago.

- Could... - Lumber? What lumber?

Okay, there was a woman that took my order.

Yeah, that'd be Nell.

Nell. Is she here?

No.

Do you know where she is?

Yeah.

Right. Could you tell me?

It's Monday.

Yes, sir. And yesterday was Sunday.

But that doesn't help me find her.

Mondays she works at the warehouse down by the ferry dock.

Right. Of course. Thank you.

Hi. Perhaps you could help me. I'm lookin' for Nell.

Thank you.

Hey! Hey! Excuse me! Excuse me!

Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya.

It's all right.

You remember me? Dr. Cahill?

Ordered some lumber.

Oh, yeah. You bought the old Wald place, right?

Yeah, although the way most people treat me around here

you'd think I stole it.

Don't worry. The guys'll come around.

There's just a certain amount

of resentment here for mainlanders.

I know, I could feel that.

Hope you don't mind,

I went ahead and ordered you some sealant.

You're gonna need it for that roof of yours.

Thanks, actually, I was just gonna order

some of this this weekend.

Yeah, the rain gets pretty heavy around here,

and when the snow comes...

Hop on. I'll give you a lift to your car.

Are you sure you know how to handle this thing?

Don't worry.

I used to play chicken with the harbor master.

Okay. What happened?

He lost.

Shoo! Go away!

Oh my...

Damn it!

- You got a bug problem? - Yep.

How about some fly paper?

No, thanks.

Sure? Buy six, get one free.

No. I'm all set, thanks.

Oh, all right.

Are you gonna ring me up?

Well, wish I could help ya, son,

but I don't know how to run this darn thing.

Of course not. So where's Nell?

It's Tuesday.

It's Tuesday. And Tuesday, Nell is...

With her mother.

With her mother, where?

At the schoolhouse.

Okay. I'll be back.

A report on the Greater Prairie Chicken by Henry S. Crump.

Today, I'm gonna tell you about

the Greater Prairie Chicken.

The Greater Prairie Chicken is the only wild chicken

in the United States, but-

- May I help you?

Yeah. I'm sorry to interrupt you guys,

but I just need to see your daughter

for a second, Mrs. Bartle.

Well, could it wait, Dr. Cahill?

We're in the middle of our Vanishing Species lecture series.

Why don't you join us for a moment, Doc,

and we'll talk after Henry's done.

That's all right, thanks.

It's all right, Henry. Go ahead.

But it is nearly extinct.

Greater Prairie Chickens are brown with orange eyebrows

and fly like ducks.

But Greater Prairie Chickens live in Illinois,

not Maine, so I couldn't bring one to class.

Instead, I drew this picture

and my Dad let me bring in Carly

who is not a Greater Prairie Chicken.

The Greater Prairie Chicken is a grassland bird.

It eats grasshoppers, ants, and leafhoppers

and lives only two to three years.

During mating, the male Prairie Chickens

do a dance while pluming.

They stomp their feet on the ground,

flutter, jump, spread their tail feathers out like a fan

and fluff up the sacks on their necks

to attract female chickens.

Female Prairie Chickens build their nest on the ground

and use tall grass as shelter.

She pulls feathers from her chest to line the nest.

In the spring, she lays about a dozen eggs.

Oh, that's charming.

She keeps them warm for 25 days until they hatch.

The Greater Prairie Chickens have many enemies

including possums, raccoons, and skunks.

Did you see how big that damn thing was?

That was Clementine, the class pet.

I feel horrible.

I think you've traumatized them for life.

I think I've been traumatized for life.

Sorry, I'm just not feelin'

that friendly towards bugs lately.

Really?

Yeah, last night I found a whole army

of cockroaches in my refrigerator.

- I mean, big suckers. - Gross.

Yeah, and I think Jack Wald put 'em there.

What? You think Jack put bugs in your refrigerator?

Yeah. How else could they get in there?

Well, bugs can find their way into anyplace.

But I doubt it was Jack Wald.

Oh, really? Why?

I just...

It just doesn't seem like something Jack would do.

Well he's obviously trying to drive me out of my house.

I don't know, Jack's not the psychological torture type.

He's more the get drunk and breathe in your face type.

Oh yeah, I've seen that as well.

Okay, be honest. How bad is this roach problem?

Well, I'll put it to you this way.

I won't be eating chicken anytime soon.

Well, you can use the over-the-counter method,

or if you promise not to poison yourself,

I can fix you up with something stronger.

I think I need the full artillery.

- Follow me. - Following.

Okay. Let's see. Hmm.

Hey, who painted this?

- That? I did. - Really?

- Yeah. Why? - 'Cause they're good.

- Thanks. - No, really, Nell.

You know, you could sell these.

- No. - Why the heck not?

I never really thought about it.

Oh, yeah? How much you want for this one?

You really want it?

I certainly do.

I think this would look excellent in my house.

Well then, Doc. It's yours.

No. You can't do that.

That's not selling.

You gotta take something for it, Nell. C'mon.

Okay, then, you can owe me one.

Next time I sprain my ankle or something,

you can fix me up for free, deal?

All right. Deal.

There! It's the answer to your infestation problem.

If it were a snake, it would've bit me.

We used to have a problem with Gypsy Moths years back.

We had to keep spraying this stuff. Pheno-

- Wait, wait. Phenoxyphenyl methyl dichloroethenyl.

And in English?

If it breathes, it will die.

- Yikes. - No kiddin'.

Hey! Vinyl tells us you've got a little bug problem.

Maybe you want us to come out and take a look.

I'm good with bugs.

Maybe you should just stay away from my house

and fix my power instead, huh.

Your house?

Ah, that's right, Eamon, it's his house now.

You'll have to forgive us, Doctor, sometimes we forget.

You know what?

You can harass me all you want, but I'm not leaving town.

You got that?

- Harass you? - Yeah.

What are you talkin' about?

Oh, you know damn well.

I sure don't.

I'm talkin' about bugs, Wald.

I'm talkin' about a refrigerator full of cockroaches.

You think I put bugs in your refrigerator?

Yeah, that's right, I do.

Oh! You chowderhead!

I think you're spending too much time

out there alone in the woods.

Really? What time was that?

Okay, okay, yeah.

Yeah, no, I know what you mean.

All right. Listen, Guy, just sit tight, okay?

I'll be right down.

Now, why don't you come on in and let us buy you a drink?

Just stay away from my house.

Or what? You're gonna hit me with your stethoscope?

Stab him with your thermometer?

Take out his tonsils?

All right, Wald.

Don't make the mistake of pickin' a fight with me,

thinkin' I won't fight back.

Is that a threat?

Take it any way you want.

Aw, you hear him? You hear what he said to me?

All right, boys. Show's over.

You fixed this man's power yet, Jack?

Aw, Sheriff, we were just foolin' with him.

All right guys, clear out of here!

Go on, go home.

Go have another drink, but off the street! Come on, go.

Jack, I want his power turned on today!

- For Pete's sake. - Go on.

I'm tryin' to be friendly here.

Thanks, Sheriff, I owe you one.

Good, then you won't mind lending me

your expertise for a while.

What, somebody sick?

Somebody's dead.

Chandler Moffat. Kept to himself. Ran the lighthouse.

Guy found him when he was pullin' in his traps.

What do you think, Doc?

It's kinda hard to tell.

When was the last time he was seen alive?

Yesterday. He had lunch at the Red Claw.

Was he prone to any kind of seizures?

Epileptic or otherwise?

I don't know.

Could've been, I guess. I don't know.

Hello.

Stupid old fool.

I guess I can handle this from now on, Doc.

Take a look at this, will ya?

These marks here. Were these caused by crabs?

Anything could've caused that, crabs, sea lice, anything.

You planning on doing an autopsy?

Are you kidding?

It'd take at least a week

to get a Medical Examiner out here.

Same thing happened to Tom Hale back in '88.

Got drunk, passed out, and drowned in a foot of water.

Then the crabs got him.

Well, I think you should do an autopsy just to be sure.

If you don't want to wait for the Medical Examiner

then I can do a rudimentary examination.

I appreciate your concern, Doc,

but this old guy has no wife,

no kids, no one to answer to.

And since they put that timer in the lighthouse,

he didn't have anything to do.

No, as far as I'm concerned,

it's just another islander got drunk and he drowned.

That's what my report's gonna say. End of story.

How much?

What are those for?

What do ya think?

You haven't gone fishing in 15 years.

You gonna sell 'em to me, or not?

Not if you're thinking of doing something else to Cahill.

What do you care?

This thing between you and him is all in your head.

All in my head? Oh, that's rich.

So tell me, Nell, this thing between you and Dr. Cahill,

whose head is that in?

I think you need to cool off a little, Jack.

Just give me a six-pack of beer.

Well, it's about time.

♪ My father was a captain in the ♪

♪ He courted a mermaid one fine night ♪

♪ And out of this union there came three ♪

Huh?

Poor bastards.

Ahh! Damn it!

Nothin' wrong with that.

Dang! Ahh!

Ahh!

This is Orrs Island Electric.

You got a problem with your electricity? We can fix it.

Just leave a message and I'll get back to you,

when I feel like it.

Now, if it'd be urgent, you know where to find me.

Let's just calm down.

It appears this was an accident.

This was no accident, Sheriff.

Yeah. You heard him this afternoon, accusin' Jack.

That doesn't prove anything, Enoch.

What about the beer in his car?

Yeah! We all know he's a drunk!

Why don't you smell his breath?

Now just shut up and back off!

Why don't you go wait in the truck.

Hold on, Eamon! Hold on.

Look, I'm awful sorry.

Let's just take it easy.

I don't want any more trouble tonight.

There's nothing to be done until we get an autopsy.

When's that gonna happen?

I'll get the Medical Examiner on the next ferry.

Next ferry's a week away!

I know that.

And until then we're not gonna jump to any conclusions.

All right, now, you guys pick up Jack's body,

put him in the trunk,

and take him into the Block & Tackle.

And ask Nell if you can use her cooler.

Open up, Nell!

We need to use your cooler!

There's been an accident!

Hold on! I'm coming!

Oh my God!

You got any room in cold storage?

What happened? Who is it?

It's Jack Wald.

The good news is, you weren't drinking.

The bad news is, the entire town

thinks you killed Jack on purpose.

So, either way, you're in a heap of trouble, son.

Thanks, Mrs. Hobbs.

You're welcome, Dr. Cahill.

Thank you, Mary.

I'd like to believe your story, Doc.

But, lets face it, it sounds kind of bad.

I'm telling ya, there was something wrong

with the guy before I hit him.

You saw the way his hand was clenched up.

I mean, doesn't that seem familiar to you?

Coincidence?

No, I mean, when a body dies, it goes limp.

Rigor mortis, four hours to set in.

- So? - So,

that means that after I hit him,

his hand shouldn't have been stiff.

Unless, unless he was suffering from something else.

Well, if you're right, the charges'll get dropped.

We just have to wait for the results of an autopsy.

And until then?

You're gonna lock me up?

No, I'm gonna release you on your own recognizance.

Thanks, Sheriff.

But listen.

I want you to stay outta town for a few days,

'til we get the autopsy done.

Well, you know you don't have to wait.

I mean, just let me do the autopsy.

Forget it, Cahill.

You know what the people of this town

would do to both of us?

All right.

But something's not right about this.

Don't move!

If I don't move, I'm gonna burn my finger.

Nell, you scared me.

I scared you?

Oh. Sorry.

Seems like every time I see you, you get more tense.

What are you doing here?

Sheriff said you might need some food,

so I brought you dinner.

Oh.

You aren't afraid to be seen with me?

Was it an accident?

"Was it an accident." Yes, of course.

Then I'm not afraid to be seen with you.

Sheriff thinks you oughta stay outta town

for the next couple a days.

I think he's right.

My painting doesn't look too bad in here.

It's a start, but I got a long way to go.

Well, there's not much else

to do here on Orrs Island.

I know, It's too bad I stopped drinking.

Seems to be the number one pastime around here.

Oh God. I'm so sorry.

I wasn't thinking.

That's okay.

It's nice to see you enjoying yourself.

I think I remember when you came to buy this house.

You were with your wife, right?

Mm-hm. I believe...

I believe that was a last-ditch effort to save our marriage.

But that did not work.

I'm sorry.

That's okay. What about you?

You ever been married?

No!

Okay. None of my business.

I swear it was a cockroach.

- Sure? I sprayed everywhere. - Positive.

Those things are all over the island.

Hey! Hey, you know that transformer station in the woods?

Wald went there to fix my power.

I think he had some sort of allergic reaction.

Allergic reaction to what?

To the bugs.

You see, I've been trying to figure out why,

when we found Jack's body,

his right hand was clenched

and had these red marks all over the back of it.

Now, I think those red marks were insect bites,

and certain insect bites can cause paralysis.

But cockroaches don't bite.

I know, I know. It's weird.

But these were not ordinary cockroaches.

These had pincers.

Let me show you this.

Here. Here, I marked it over here.

"Frequently mistaken for the Madagascar Cockroach,

Phylomenescus Cerebus, or the African Armadillo Bug,

works as a highly organized unit,

much like ants or bees.

They bite their prey and paralyze them

in order to lay their eggs inside the host."

- Eww. - Yeah, I know.

Tasty, right?

"Although little else is known about these insects,

they are believed to pose no threat to man,

preferring instead to prey on small

warm-blooded animals such as rodents, badgers," blah, blah.

What makes you so sure that that's the thing that we saw?

Well, I'm not. But I'm sure as hell going to find out.

Think he's still down there?

Maybe we should run the water just in case.

Yeah, except that the pump runs on electricity.

And God knows when I'll get that back.

Are you sure you didn't just blow a fuse?

I'm sure. I checked the fuses before I left.

Did you flick 'em?

You didn't flick 'em.

Sometimes, when they blow, the switches get stuck.

Right over here.

Okay, let's see.

There!

- Huh! - Voila. Come on, let's go.

Come on!

- Ooh. Here we go. - Thanks.

Hey! Blueberry pie, my favorite!

You were holdin' out on me.

Yeah, I kinda lost my appetite, though.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

It's all right. You'll eat it later.

I have to get going.

- It's been a hard day. - Oh?

Yeah, it sure has, huh?

It's kinda sad, ya know.

Jack wasn't such a bad guy, really,

once you got to know him.

No, I'm sure he wasn't.

I just gotta find out what happened out there

Well, don't think about it too much.

Nell. Listen, thanks.

Thanks a lot for everything.

Don't mention it.

You know, you could stay.

Mmm, it's a small island, Doctor.

- So? - You get some sleep.

- Okay. Goodnight. - Goodnight.

♪ I've got no taste for fetid mush ♪

♪ One kiss and I'm crushed ♪

♪ There's no rest for the ♪

♪ All I wanna do is help you shake your legs ♪

♪ Truckin' and tucked in ♪

♪ I'm lookin' for amore ♪

♪ You can drive a forklift ♪

♪ But can you lay a thousand eggs ♪

♪ One kiss can take me down ♪

♪ pretty sounds ♪

♪ I've got no taste for fetid mush ♪

♪ One kiss and I'm crushed ♪

♪ One kiss, I crawl to you ♪

♪ Eye to eye, you like me to ♪

♪ Bugs to bugs and dust to dust ♪

♪ One kiss and I'm ♪

♪ Crushed ♪

Ugh!

Entomology, Dr. Drayton speaking.

Yeah. This is Dr. Ben Cahill.

May I speak with Dr. Mark Templeton, please?

Dr. Templeton's on vacation, Dr. Cahill.

Can I help you with something?

Perhaps. Are you familiar with the African Armadillo bug?

Ah, yes. Phylomenescus Cerebus.

Interesting bug.

What would you like to know about it?

Well, is it a threat to humans?

Not that I'm aware of, why?

Well, we got these things living out here in Maine.

They look like cockroaches, but they have pincers,

and from what I can tell, they're biting people

and causing some sort of localized paralysis.

And you think it's an armadillo bug?

That's impossible.

Well, Doctor, I understand it may be unlikely

but if you were here, I think you'd think differently.

Where are you, exactly?

Orrs Island, Casco Bay.

There are many insects which cause paralysis, Dr. Cahill.

- You said it had pincers? - Mm-hm.

Well, in the insect world, if it looks like a duck

and quacks like a duck, it's not always a duck.

So, what you're saying is,

you have no idea what we have here?

Look, there are almost

a million species of insect, Doctor.

Some estimate there are somewhere between

nine and 30 million more species yet to be discovered.

Your bug could be anything.

Send me a specimen, Dr. Cahill,

and I may be able to help you out.

I'll try and do that.

Thank you, Doctor.

You crazy redneck.

You want a fight, fine, you got one!

Let's have this out once and for all!

We got it from Jack's answering machine.

It's from last night.

Look, Eamon, I am sorry about your brother,

but what's your point?

What's my point?

It was no accident last night, it was murder!

You're way outta line.

All that tape tells me is that Jack

was a big pain in Cahill's neck.

Dammit, Sheriff, my brothers lyin' dead

and Cahill's running around free!

It's not right!

Well, what do ya want me to do?

Do you want me to lock him up?

This is an island.

Where's he going to go?

Nell send you home for the day, Vinyl?

Yeah. She and that Cahill fellow.

Do we really want to do this here?

Unfortunately, it's the only way we can find out

what's going on here.

What the hell are you doing?

It's my fault, Sheriff.

I called Cahill down here.

I told you to leave the body alone!

What in the hell is wrong with you?

It's not enough for you to run him down?

Now you gotta poke around his body?

Dammit, Sheriff, you better lock him up now!

- Just let me explain. - Shut up!

Just look, I think-

Eamon, that's enough!

- Lay off! - That's enough!

Now get out of here, go on back to the bar.

I'll handle this.

You better, Sheriff, because if you don't-

- I said I'll handle it! Now get out!

All of you! Go on!

What, are you nuts?

I've got enough for my hands without you screwing up!

Sheriff, all I have to do is take a closer-

- What you have to do is what I tell you to do!

Sheriff, take a look at this.

I don't want to look at anything.

I think you should.

Well look, even if these bugs bit him

how do we know that's the cause of death?

Well, we don't know for sure until we do an autopsy.

These things could be like bees,

one sting won't kill you but 100 will.

The trick is getting a specimen without getting bitten.

Okay. You go first.

So where's the bugs?

I don't know.

I mean, last night there were hundreds of them.

Do you suppose your bug could've done this?

Ugh!

If they did, we're all in a lot more trouble

- than I thought. - Why?

Because it looks like these animals

were eaten from the inside out.

Oh. This just keeps getting better.

Oh, Sheriff. Take a look at this.

Okay, Doc, you got your autopsy.

Huh, 10 to one that's him and his buddies

and they're headin' right to my house.

All right, listen.

Take Jack's truck, he always leaves the key in it.

Go over to Nell's. I'll deal with them.

- All right? - Okay.

Just find out what killed Jack.

Got it.

Cahill!

Cahill!

Looks like there's nobody home, Eamon.

Hey, Eamon, you don't have to do that!

Cahill!

Hold it!

Guy, what in the hell are you doing?

Are you crazy?

Is he dead?

Of course he's not dead.

Well, what'd you have to do that for?

He shoulda listened to us this morning.

Shoulda locked up Cahill

instead of letting him run around free.

Still ain't no reason to assault the sheriff!

Settle down, Guy.

I'm going to lock him in the basement.

He'll wake up in a couple of hours

with a little bump on his head

and we'll come back and help him out.

In the meantime, I am gonna get Cahill!

- Hey. - Hey.

What's up?

I'll need a work table, good light, and a sharp knife.

Okay.

Hobbs gave me permission to autopsy the body.

Hey! Anybody out there? Hey!

Hey, open the door!

What is it?

I just expected to find some internal organs.

Ugh!

Oh my...

I don't think there's any question now.

The bite marks, the paralysis, and now this.

What do you think?

I think we better get the hell off this island.

Whoa!

Guy, what are you doing here?

Where's the sheriff?

That's what I came here to tell you, Doc.

There was an accident at your house.

He's in your basement.

He's in my basement?

It was Eamon, I swear it!

He's out of control!

And he's on his way here right now!

It's okay, Guy, we'll take care of it. It's okay.

I'll go check on Hobbs.

Nell! Nell, are you in here?

Take my truck, it's parked out back.

The keys are in the ignition.

Thanks.

Be careful.

Didn't you see the sign? We're closed.

Where the hell's Cahill?

There's something you need to know first.

- Later. - Eamon!

What the hell?

What have you done to him?

- Listen to me- - Did Cahill do this?

It is not what you think.

Just answer the damn question!

- Now did Cahill do this? - Yes, but... Ow!

Just tell me where he is, Nell!

That is none of your damn business!

Oh, you're comin' with me! Yeah.

Sheriff?

Sheriff?

Hey, are you okay?

I don't know.

What happened? Did Eamon do something?

I don't remember.

Well, if Hobbs won't take care of this, I will.

Now I'd like you all with me,

but I'll do it alone if I have to.

I'm with you, Eamon.

Hey, Eamon. Grab the phone, will ya?

Yeah?

It's Eamon, Mrs. Hobbs.

No, I haven't seen him.

Yup, I will.

Okay, then. Bye.

What did she want?

All right, what'd you do with Nell?

You've got no right asking anything.

- Let go! - Hey!

All right. Now listen.

I found Hobbs right where you left him. He's dead.

You're a damn liar.

Now listen. Hey!

Oh!

Finally! Are you gonna let me outta here?

Oh my God! What happened?

Are you responsible for this, Eamon?

What the hell did you do to him?

You can't keep us in here, Eamon. It's against the law!

You lovebirds sit tight.

We'll find out soon enough what's against the law.

Dammit, Eamon! Those things inside your brother are real!

Why don't you have a look for yourself?

Maybe I was wrong putting you in here.

I should've put you in a padded cell instead!

Eamon!

Hello? In jail?

What's she doing in jail?

Okay, Mary. Thanks. I'll be right over.

Nell, what on earth is going on?

What are you doing here, darling?

Would you tell me why you're in this place?

I'll explain outside, Mom.

Well, where is the sheriff, and does he know about this?

- No. - Oh my God.

And so, there is nothing to stop their natural cycle.

Any predators these insects might have,

they've probably killed.

They've got no place else to lay their eggs,

except in all of us.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Hobbs.

Look we've got to get everybody out of this town

as quickly as possible.

Well why don't we start with the children.

My class meets in half an hour.

- Okay. - Yes, then we have to hurry.

Well, first we need a boat.

Ours isn't big enough to hold all the kids.

What about the Sheriff's boat?

Do you have the keys, Mrs. Hobbs?

- Let's go. - Okay, let's go.

Smells good, Peggy.

Henry still doing his chores?

Peggy?

Huh?

You okay, Peg? You ain't said nothing all morning.

I'm not sure.

Peggy, what's the matter?

What's wrong, honey?

It's my stomach.

Hurry up.

Grab your coats on your way out to the playground.

And wait for me at the flagpole.

I'll be right with you.

In an orderly fashion, please children!

Sarah, please make sure nobody wanders off, okay?

But don't we need permission for this, Mrs. B?

It's not necessary, Sarah.

- It's all been arranged. - Okay.

We've gotta move. Is that everybody?

Everyone but Henry Crump.

He didn't show up for school this morning.

- Did you call him? - Yes. No answer.

- We gotta go get him. - Okay.

Look. You go ahead to the boat with the kids.

If we're not there in 15 minutes, you go without us.

Now this is the address

to the University of Southern Maine in Portland.

We've got to get this specimen to a Dr. Mark Drayton

in the Entomology Department as soon as possible.

Okay, Dr. Cahill.

- Honey, be careful. - We will, Mom.

I'm bringing Sammy, okay, Mrs. B?

No, Thomas. Sammy should stay here.

Ewww!

Oh!

Al!

Al?

What's the matter, Al?

Al, where's your family?

Hello? Hello!

Ben!

Where's Henry?

Barn.

Ben! We need your help out here!

We should go.

Wait! We can't just leave him here!

Did he tell you where the boy is?

- Barn! - Okay, let's go!

Henry!

Henry!

Henry! Ah!

Watch your step, the floorboards are rotten.

Oh, thanks. Whoa!

Nell! I'm over here!

Hold on! I got a rope in my truck.

Okay, hurry up!

I don't think this is gonna hold me much longer.

Uh-oh. Nell?

Okay!

I'm in here!

Please come over here!

Nell! Nell the boy's down here!

I gotta go get him!

Okay. Be careful.

Tug on the rope when you're set.

- Buddy, you okay? - Yeah.

You got nothing to worry about anymore, okay?

I'm gonna get you outta here.

I need you to listen to me very carefully, okay?

See how I am putting your arms over my shoulders?

You gotta hold me good and tight.

You gotta keep your head low and hold onto me with your life

while we get out of this car.

The bugs!

Okay, don't worry about the bugs. Ready?

Okay, one, two, three!

Great work, buddy!

That was good.

Now we're gonna go for another ride.

Get on there. Come on, that's it.

Okay, ready?

Nell! Go!

- Got him? - There we go. Yeah, I do.

They're starting to fly.

- What? - Yep.

What's the matter, honey?

My neck hurts.

Let me see.

- Looks like he's been bitten. - Oh god!

- You drive. - Okay.

Come on, keep going. Go!

What do you mean, left the island?

They just up and left.

The whole darn school!

My son included.

Maybe we should take a look at Jack's body, Eamon.

Come on!

You don't really believe

all that nonsense about bugs, do ya?

Can't see no harm in checking it out.

I don't believe you guys.

You're no better than that puffed up quack

we got locked in the jailhouse.

I know Mrs. B, Eamon.

And if she's taken my son off the island,

it's for a damn good reason.

You guys do what you want.

I want to go over there and take a look at that body.

Excuse me, Dr. Drayton.

This just arrived for you from Orrs Island.

From Orrs Island?

From a Dr. Ben Cahill.

Thank you, Jane.

- Oh, that's impossible. Jane! - Yes?

Get me McArdie's number at the CDC.

Nell. Nell!

What's going on, Nell?

Henry's been bitten.

- Have you seen Vinyl? - No.

Lot of folks have been heading for the mainland.

Rumors going around about your bugs.

Well the rumors are true.

As soon as I see to this boy,

we're getting the hell out of here.

Cahill!

I'll handle it.

You come back here, Cahill!

I got a score to settle with you!

Guy, you go with him.

We don't have time for this right now, Eamon.

We got a sick boy inside.

Come on, Eamon!

You and your friend in there are scaring people away.

Your mother has them all in a panic

with your cockamamie story.

If you were smart, you would leave too.

What the hell do you think you're doin'?

I'm sorry, Eamon. Nell's right.

Are you out of your mind?

What the hell?

Holy mother...

What is it?

I think we better go back inside the bar.

Where are the damn keys, you moron?

I think I left them inside!

Dammit, Drayton! Just do what I ask you, okay?

Call the CDC, get them down here,

kill these bugs, and get us off this island!

Dr. Cahill, the CDC are aware of the situation.

I'm sure they'll handle it.

Ben! He's getting worse.

I gotta go.

His larynx is swollen.

He's gonna stop breathing any minute.

Nell, I need a small knife.

Guy, get me something like a tube.

I know, a ballpoint pen.

- Got one. - Great.

Guys, I'm gonna perform a tracheotomy here.

Thank you.

Hold that, we're going to need to sterilize this stuff.

Hang in there, buddy.

Good job, Henry.

Hold that.

Right on here. Okay, here we go.

Could you get your hand underneath his head?

- Like that? - Yes, perfect.

Okay.

I'll take that knife now.

Okay. Wait a minute, hold that.

Give me that knife.

It's okay, hold on.

Good. Give me the pen, please, thank you.

Yeah. All right.

What was that?

Cold coffee from the jailhouse.

Relax, Henry. Everything's gonna be okay.

What's that?

- Looks like the bugs are gone. - What?

I guess they don't like the rain.

Well, we should get Henry to a hospital.

Why don't we just wait here until help arrives?

We can't afford to wait.

If he goes into shock,

he's going to need a shot of adrenaline.

I have a boat at the dock.

All right, let's go.

The rain's letting up. Where's your boat?

At anchor. We have to row out.

- All right, take the boy. - I got him. Come on, buddy.

Two life jackets.

One for you. One for you.

Guy, get in the boat. Get ready to grab him.

Let's go.

Look!

Oh, my God!

- Row faster! - No, I can't!

Listen, we're gonna try to flip the boat,

use it as protection. Lose this.

Okay, we're goin' this way, on three!

All right, ready? One, two, three!

I think the water is getting in his throat!

Good idea. You're gonna signal for help.

Whoa!

What the hell'd you do out there?

Hey! Hey! Over here!

Over here!

Your mother and the other kids are okay, Ms. Bartle.

Thank you so much.

Dr. Drayton notified the authorities.

The CDC are moving in to contain the area.

Well, with a commercial operation-

- Vinyl?

Nell, tell this guy here how long

I've been fishing these waters!

Picked him up this morning

for trapping lobster without a permit.

I guess today was fishing day.

Well, sure! It's Thursday.

Thank God.

Good boy!

Good boy.