"Previously on Eureka..." "Your criminal record disqualifies you from being in the Astraeus Project." "Yeah, I know." "Allison has found something in my heart." "I'm cut from mission selection." "I'd still like to take you to dinner." "Something more off-the-clock might be nice." "So, you guys really went out?" "The BBI interface with Allison becomes less stable the longer I use it." "I'd really prefer not to get stuck inside her head." "Beverly?" "Beverly doesn't live here anymore." "What the hell?" "Rise and shine." "Carter!" "Hey, was I dreaming or did I hear yelling last night?" "Oh, uh, a bunch of commandos abducted Jo." "Coffee?" "Sure." "Ooh, you made me breakfast." "My finest ever." "Mmm." "Well, SARAH and I had a..." "SARAH did most..." "I put the greens down." "It's the presentation that sells it." "I'd like to think so." "So what are you doing today?" "Uh, I have a meeting with Senator Wen at G.D." "But I think I will be back in time for lunch, so I'm thinking another picnic by the lake." "Uh, actually, I am planning on going back to work today." "Two weeks of doting is about all that I can handle." "Well, two weeks since you were brain-jacked." "And I don't dote." "Oh, you dote." "I mean, I love that you dote." "But just not so much." "Besides, the kids are coming back from my mom's tomorrow, so..." "Thursday." "No, today is Wed..." "Thursday." "See?" "Brain-jacked." "I'm fine, really." "And as much as I have loved spending so much time with you, watching all the Major League movies, and the Smokey and the Bandit Trilogy..." "It's classic!" "Yes." "It is time for me to get back to normal." "Are you?" "Uh, back to normal." "Absolutely." "Tick tock, people." "Tick tock." "No pressure." "Oh, God." "And time's up, Astraeus candidates." "Pencils down." "Easy on the stairs." "Jack." "I'm doting, right." "Sheriff." "Dr. Blake." "Hi." "It's good to see you up and about." "Enjoying your time off?" "Uh, yes, I was." "But I'm ready to get back to work." "Oh, no need to rush." "Enjoy your you time." "Well, thank you." "I appreciate your understanding." "But G.D. Still needs..." "Sorry, sometimes I forget to turn off the politician speak." "It wasn't understanding." "I'm not reinstating you just yet." "Oh." "Listen, the trauma you experienced would shake anyone's confidence." "Well, my confidence isn't shaken, Senator." "Mine is." "I just want to be sure that you're ready." "No need to rush." "So lunch by the lake?" "Well, that sounds romantic but I'm afraid you'll be busy, Sherriff." "Feel free to use the facilities, Allison." "Maybe take a day at the spa." "Sheriff, you're with me." "I guess I'm with her." "Uh, I'll find you later." "Miss Lupo." "Your test results are ready." "Wow, that was fast." "Titan waits for no one." "Oh." "Okay." "Quick, quick, like a bandage." "It'll hurt less." "I passed." "I passed!" "I passed, I passed, I passed, I passed, I passed!" "I passed, I passed, I passed, I passed, I passed!" "I knew you would." "I didn't." "I was half asleep when they brought me in here." "Yeah, well, any tool can ace Orbital Dynamics with eight hours sleep and three cups of coffee." "That's why they yank you in the middle of the night." "They want to see what you're really made of." "I could never have done this without you." "I feel bad that you can't go." "Don't." "You do the crime, you serve the time, right?" "So you should probably resume your little happy dance." "Besides, I was kind of enjoying it." "Yeah, I should, uh..." "I should probably goget dressed." "Oh, well, that depends on how you want to celebrate." "You know, I kind of wish that you were going." "Oh, I'm going to Titan." "Hmm?" "They just don't know it yet." "Oh." "Oh." "Level Q?" "Where the hell's that?" "Morning, everyone." "Morning." "Morning, Senator." "Should I sit?" "Just stand there and look pretty." "You've all been doing yeoman's work on your Astraeus assignments, but I'm afraid you're behind schedule." "Actually, I should have construction of the ship's hull completed right on track." "Not according to the new schedule." "Oh." "The President would like our launch date to coincide with the international meeting on the future of space exploration." "So I'm afraid you're going to have to accelerate things a bit, Dr. Sanagustin." "Okay, I can push our guys to finish ASAP." "Oh, excellent." "Putting a colony on Titan is a huge undertaking." "But I wouldn't have directed the funding to Eureka if you weren't up for the challenge." "I'd like a status update for your projects by day's end." "Okay." "Where's Dr. Fung?" "Oh, uh..." "Uh, sorry." "Sorry, everybody." "My bad." "I'm guessing that's him." "Yeah." "He's been having some issues with his interstellar communications system." "Well, uh, on that note, I'll let you get back to work." "Yeah, I should do the same." "Oh, you are working." "For me." "Things will be heating up around here with the tighter deadlines." "I'd appreciate your help with extra security." "Well, I'd love to, but, uh, I'm the town sheriff." "So, I have sheriffy things to do." "That's politician speak for "You have to. "" "Paper work's already done." "Oh, and, um, I'd appreciate it if you'd wear a suit." "Suits are more Jo's thing." "Like with this tie stuff..." "I don't like ties." "Oh." "Well, maybe you can do it as a favor to me." "Jo's going to be indisposed for a while." "Finally." "What took you so long?" "This level is amazing." "I didn't even know G.D. Went this deep." "So, um, what's up?" "Um, you tell us." "We got texts from you to come down here." "No, you sent me a text to come down here." "Why would someone falsify mobile communications?" "I'm gonna go with, "To trap us in here"." "Someone, anyone!" "Let us out!" "Yeah, there's no reception here, guys." "Congratulations, Astraeus candidates, on making it to the next round." "Psychological stress testing." "Oh, I've read about this." "They put us in isolation for days on end." "Give us challenging tasks that test our mettle at every turn." "Where the strong survive, and the weak get discarded like yesterday's trash." "I don't see a bathroom." "Silence!" "Please place all of your belongings into the chute." "PDAs, jewelry, clothing." "Clothing?" "Mmm-hmm." "Every last stitch." "I have to pee." "Tick-tock, people." "Drop 'em." "Get naked?" "Here?" "In front of everyone?" "We're not thrilled about it either." "Test uniforms will be provided." "One of the things we're going to have to deal with on the mission is lack of privacy." "This is our first test." "I for one believe that the human body is a beautiful thing." "And I am happy to share it." "Oh, no!" "No sharing, no!" "Fargo, eyes on the prize." "We're going to space." "Okay." "But everyone better keep their eyes off my prize." "Why don't we all just face our lockers and agree to no peeking?" "Hey." "Zane." "Don't let me stop you." "Hmm." "Ladies." "Excuse me." "Can I help you?" "I'm Allison Blake." "This is my desk." "Oh, hmm." "Um..." "Of course, Dr. Blake." "I'm Mark Timmons." "I read your book on space medicine." "Great, great stuff." "Thank you." "I take it Senator Wen brought you in." "When she calls, I heed." "This place is so much cooler than the Mayo Clinic." "You know, if I'd known you were coming, I'd have cleaned up a bit." "Well, that's fine." "If you could just fill me in on everything that I missed." "Sorry." "Uh, Senator Wen's orders." "I was told about your incident." "And, uh, unless we're sure that there's no lingering mental effects, I'm afraid you're no-fly." "Now, uh, I'm about to start a private consultation, so..." "You want a muffin to go?" "They are excellent." "How you feeling?" "Well, like everyone thinks that I'm crazy." "Uh, tell me that you were not wearing that before." "No, Senator Wen asked me to fill in for Jo while she's doing some stress test." "I'm not a tie guy." "This is..." "Yeah, well, maybe you should tighten it." "A lot." "I'm sensing hostility." "Well, you didn't exactly have my back with Senator Wen." "Well, I didn't know it was a rumble." "Well, not only does she think I'm not fit to run G.D.," "I'm also barred from any medical duties." "Apparently, everyone thinks that my brain is broken." "Well, not everyone." "Well, what do you think?" "I think broken's a strong word." "Uh, I'm sorry, my bad again." "I have to talk to him." "I..." "I..." "You know what?" "I can't even believe that you're taking Wen's side." "I'm not taking any sides." "You were fuzzy about what day it was." "Because of the monotony of one day blending into the next." "Oh, so spending quality time with me is monotonous." "You know what I really think?" "I think that it's okay to be a little off your game." "I think it's okay to ease back into things." "And I think it's okay to let me take care of you." "Whoa!" "Jack!" "You said something about taking care of me?" "Zane?" "What are you doing here?" "Testing my mettle." "What..." "What she said." "You're not even qualified for the mission." "Yeah, unless I ram my worth down their throats." "Hey, Larry, did you know that the testing schedule was kept in the most unsecure computer file ever?" "I mean, dude, it would've been a crime not to hack it." "Zane's presence taints the test." "Open up the door, Larry." "Do over." "No do over's, Number Two." "I don't like the way you called me Number Two." "I am still your boss." "Uh, no." "Not while testing is in progress." "Testing protocol is very clear." "Once the doors are sealed, no one comes or goes." "So I suggest you adapt and overcome." "We're not exactly marines." "Please, I eat marines for lunch." "Slim pickings in here." "Yeah, and now they're getting slimmer with you here." "The resources are meant for four people." "We should treat him as a stowaway." "Restrain him, and put him on rations." "Oh, you're welcome to try." "Hey!" "That is not hygienic!" "Mmm-hmm." "All right." "First test, candidates." "You must each fold 100 cranes and string them on a wire." "Oh, seriously." "Excellent." "I love origami." "Yeah, you would." "This is ridiculous." "No, no, no, no, this is an actual astronaut test." "This is arts and crafts." "It's empirical origami." "A chronological record of our ability to perform the kind of intricate, repetitive tasks that will be necessary on the mission." "How do we handle the monotony?" "Are the last 10 cranes as good as our first?" "Arts and crafts." "No doubt the lack of ab crunches and dead lifts disappoints you, Number One." "Don't call me that." "But this is about strength of mind." "As Holly so acutely observed." "Did I mention you're being timed?" "Excuse me." "Excuse me." "Well, the good news is I detect no injuries." "What's the bad news?" "I detect no elevator either." "Well, it can't just be gone." "There's debris at the bottom of the shaft, just no sign of the main compartment." "Shut down all elevators until further notice." "There is nothing wrong with me!" "Okay, so maybe it was just an accident." "I mean, the interstellar something-or-other guy, he shattered glass in Wen's office this morning, so..." "Well, I guess that's possible." "You should look into it, since clearly I'm incapable." "I'll let you know what I find." "Yup." "Yeah." "Your atrial septal defect is in a particularly bad spot, Henry." "Most doctors agree it's untreatable." "Fortunately for you, I'm not most doctors." "I have developed a new surgical procedure that I believe could repair your heart with very little recovery time." "Now, what do you say we patch you up and send you into space?" "Uh, I say, "When can we get started?"" "Hey, hang on, hang on." "Open heart surgery?" "Technically, it's done laparoscopically." "It sounds scarier than it is." "What's your success rate?" "Oh, on people?" "Uh, sample size is too small to be significant." "Um, it healed a lot of pigs, though." "Truckloads of them." "Henry, we need to talk." "Yeah..." "Mmm." "Uh, yeah." "I guess we need to talk." "Yeah." "Uh, yes, I could have disintegrated the elevator using the right or wrong frequency." "But I didn't." "Really?" "'Cause we heard a pretty nasty-sounding sonic boom right before the elevator went bye-bye." "Sheriff Carter..." "Mmm." "No, I..." "Um, there's..." "Security Chief Carter." "Now, I admit I have been experimenting outside the recommended safety zone..." "Mandatory safety zone." "Mandatory." "You do realize, I'm actualizing a real-time interplanetary communications network." "Well, that's a lot of big words, uh, Dr. Fung." "But you're playing loose and easy with safety." "So..." "Nothing I've done could disintegrate a tungsten elevator." "I swear to you." "And frankly, I have to..." "Boy, you're lucky, boss." "That could've been a pretty nasty tumble." "You know, I'll be needing a new lab, ASAP." "That's not my department." "Uh..." "Hey, guys?" "Another lab and a chunk of the cafeteria just collapsed." "Andy, any ideas?" "Yup." "The floor's support beams." "They don't seem to be there." "Right." "Uh, disintegrated by a giant sound wave." "Gosh, no." "That would leave a totally different forensic signifier." "Thank you." "Totally different forensic signifier." "So, gone as in, uh, taken, then?" "Hmm." "Unlikely." "Reinforced G.D. Tungsten is awfully tough to cut through." "Though there are tiny serrations along the remaining debris." "Okay." "Well, the missing elevator was made of tungsten." "Ooh!" "A pattern." "Yeah, if it was taken." "Uh, what would someone do with it?" "All kinds of useful things." "They could make support beams, the Astraeus spacecraft." "An elevator." "Let's talk about the second one." "Boring!" "Let's heat you up just a bit." "Oh, God, I love my job." "Okay, okay." "I'll grant that Dr. Timmons comes off a touch overconfident." "A touch?" "But he is one of the top cardiac surgeons in the world." "And if your heart was in danger, I'd be all for it." "But your heart works perfectly fine here on earth." "Grace, this was your idea." "To find a cure so that we could go off on a mission together." "It's experimental heart surgery, Henry." "It is too risky." "It's my risk." "Oh, is it now?" "Huh." "Hey, eyes on your own origami paper, Number Two." "Bathroom's free." "Oh." "But it doesn't work." "So, fix it, Number Four Asterisk." "Hell, no." "I got cranes to fold." "How chivalrous of you." "I bet it's part of the test." "They mess with the facilities to see how we react." "Luckily, I can hold it a long time." "My doctor says I have the bladder of a water buffalo." "Holly, have you ever heard the expression too much information?" "With Holly, there's no such thing." "Aw!" "Thanks, Isaac." "Oh!" "Oh, nope." "Got away." "Man, it's like a sauna in here." "There's gotta be a..." "Ah, here we go." "Aw!" "Seriously?" "My bad." "Please, why would I steal tungsten?" "Well, Senator Wen told you to finish the spacecraft ASAP." "Maybe you needed more raw materials to meet the new deadline?" "It's already been met." "What?" "The ship." "The hull's done." "See for yourself." "Oh." "Whoa." "Very impressive." "Just wait until you see the micro-polymer paint job." "You said you're going to have to push your guys hard to finish it." "Maybe I should talk to them." "Oh, well, you might find that conversation a bit one-sided." "The ship was built by a team of construction mites." "Hmm." "Mites, as in bugs?" "Bug-like robots that are programed to consume tungsten and fuse the raw material layer by layer using laser centering." "Andy, you said that there were, um, tiny serrations in the lab floor?" "I see where you're going with that, boss." "I would have to measure the bite radius of the mite to be sure." "But it sounds plausible." "I don't think so." "Yes, I crank them to 11 to speed things up, but that wouldn't make them go around eating elevators." "They had more than ample raw material to complete the ship's hull." "Where are the mites now?" "Well, when they complete the task, they go into storage automatically." "Huh." ""Huh" is your take on the situation?" "More damage reports coming in." "Three tungsten supported walls are exhibiting structural failure in the" "Robotics wing." "Make that four." "All right, I think now would be a good time to turn 'em off." "This is concerning." "I can't establish a connection." "They should be there." "And you're going..." "You're going to..." "Fill in the blank." "You're going to..." "Look, I designed the spacecraft." "I didn't program the mites." "Why don't you talk to the man who did?" "A bright kid, Zane Donovan." "Fantastic." "Are you still working on your first crane, Number Two?" "Well, maybe they're judging us on stick-to-itiveness rather than jackassery, Number Four." "Persistence is futile." "You will be humiliated." "Can you stop doing that?" "Helps me concentrate." "Well, if you didn't bring enough for everyone..." "You really put the "S" in Asterisk." "Give up the gum." "For you, Miss 92, anything." "How did you know my score?" "On the written test?" "Lucky guess." "You hacked my test and cheated for me, didn't you?" "I'm sure I have no clue what you mean." "Well, I guess not all of us are playing on a level field." "Interesting." "Could this get any more frustrating?" "Enjoy the tunes, Number Two." "I gotta go number one." "So do I." "Car wash, yeah" "Senator Wen?" "Thank you." "With all due respect, I believe that I should be reinstated." "Allison." "Your last MRI still showed slight variation from your pre-incident state." "Yes, but still within the parameters of normal brain activity." "Why the rush?" "Because I'm fine." "I've had multiple brain scans." "My motor skills are perfectly fine." "You didn't answer my question." "Why the rush?" "Then I don't understand." "I think I do." "To have your mind taken over." "The violation, the loss of control." "If it were me, I'd want my normal life back as soon as possible." "I'd need it back." "Yes, exactly." "So what I need to ask you is, are you absolutely sure that you're 100% back to normal?" "Or do you just need to be?" "Because what if you're wrong?" "We're in a precarious situation here." "What if your judgment is off and you make a crucial mistake?" "But there has to be some sort of timetable that you can give me, some other test that I can take." "Allison, there is no timetable for this." "Look, until we find Beverly Barlowe and the brain and the brain to brain interface she used," "I'm afraid we're going to be flying blind as to what the long term repercussions are." "Now, if you were in my position would you put G.D. Back in your hands?" "Boss." "Those ants picked a hell of a day to go MIA." "You look might dapper in that suit, boss." "Thanks, Andy, that's..." "Brings out the blue in your eyes." "...a bit creepy of you." "And if I can also say, you seem particularly stressed today." "Would you like to talk about it?" "No, not..." "All right, um, I'm stressed because Allison's mad at me." "I'm stressed because I'm wearing a tie that's strangling me." "And I'm stressed because we can't find the one guy at G.D." "Who can tell us about a bunch of insect bugs that are running around destroying everything..." "Look out." "Who put a metal door in the hallway?" "Actually, it's a hatch for the Astraeus." "And I'm guessing they did." "Hi, guys!" "Andy, they're not building a hatch." "They're eating G.D. And building a whole ship." "Senator Wen?" "We have a bug problem." "I just heard about the missing mites from Dr. Sanagustin." "Not just missing." "Eating." "Eating and building ship walls." "Now, we've evacuated the areas with the most damage." "But it's only a matter of time before whole sections collapse." "Recommendations?" "I think we should kill the mites." "And how do you suggest we do that?" "Well, it's a Eurekafied bug, so I'm hoping for a Eurekafied fumigation." "Your hoping..." "Actually, the construction mites are pretty darn scrappy." "They're designed to perform repairs in the extreme conditions on Titan." "They're impervious to heat, cold, gases, electromagnetic pulses." "Indestructible bugs." "Fantastic." "Dr. Deacon is working on shutting them off." "But, uh, it could be hours without Mr. Donovan." "That I can help you with." "Getting tired, Parrish?" "Your last cranes look more like ducks." "Your transparent mind games aren't going to work on me, Asterisk." "Could I have some of your paper?" "I used all my extras on..." "I'm sorry, no." "Blame Asterisk." "If we had restrained the stowaway like I suggested, there would be plenty of extras for everyone." "Your cranes really are duck like." "You can have some of my paper, Holly." "I'm never gonna get through all of this." "Power outage." "Why not have that happen?" "They're testing our ability to adapt and maintain focus." "Don't you all have owl-like night vision?" "Oh, it's just me." "Bummer." "Or they're testing our ability to prioritize." "They're testing our group dynamics." "On Titan, a power outage could cause life-support failure." "First and foremost, we need to look after each other." "Oh!" "Let's get this panel off and look for the electrical short." "You're not the dictator of G.D. Anymore, Number Two." "No one's going to follow you down here." "I will." "Me too." "What?" "I'm not gonna let this yahoo pass me up." "Whoa, whoa, talking about the car wash, yeah" "Dude, I just got that out of my head." "Yeah, yeah" "Talkin' about the car wash" "Hmm." "Hmm?" "Very funny, people." "Hey, Larry." "Can you patch me through to Zane in..." "That's not supposed to be there." "I was just gone for a..." "Wait." "I'm being tested, aren't I?" "They are testing the tester." "That is so meta." "I know that sound." "Is there any chance the control panel's made of tungsten?" "Just the crucial bits." "Is there any way to talk to the people in the iso-chamber?" "No, the panel that you don't see there pretty much controls everything." "Communications, electricity, ventilation." "Okay, okay, is there a way to get them out manually?" "Sure." "But you have to go down to the iso-chamber on level Q." "I've never even heard of level Q." "It's not a very popular level." "Fair enough." "Yeah, it can be a pretty confusing place if you don't have a map in your head." "Which I do." "Lead the way." "Careful!" "There was a railing here before, right?" "Uh, tungsten railing." "Unfortunately, it's the latest snack for the construction mites." "Okay, this is getting out of hand." "Yeah, I know." "We're trying to track them down." "You okay?" "Not really, no." "Dr. Timmons has suggested an experimental procedure to fix my condition." "Grace thinks it's too risky." "Well, you're a doctor." "What do you think?" "Oh, I..." "I don't think I'm the one to ask." "Why not?" "You know, Senator Wen has me doubting myself." "I mean, I can't say that I can blame her." "But I thought I was back to normal." "I don't know." "Who can tell for sure?" "Well, you're the only one who can tell." "Evacuees from the lower levels." "The construction mites are wreaking havoc." "Yes, I heard." "Wish I could help." "When you're ready, you'll know." "And I hope it's soon because we really could use you." "Why do my cranes look like ducks?" "'Cause you can't handle the pressure." "It's better you find out here than on Titan." "Hmm?" "We found tools." "No flashlight though." "Must have been an oversight on the part of the testers." "Or was it?" "It looks like a fried coupling." "I can bypass it if one of you can..." "Hmm." "Wow, you guys are quite simpatico." "I have that with..." "Myself." "Never scored high in "Works well with others. "" "Well, we're others." "And we're working." "If I still have any influence," "I'm recommending you both for the mission with flying colors." "Yeah, well, thanks, but as soon as we get out of here," "I'm going straight to Wen, and if she doesn't let me take the written test again, I'm, uh, withdrawing." "Jo Lupo, quitter." "Didn't see that coming." "No, I just wouldn't take a spot I didn't earn away from someone who did." "Get back to your cranes." "Jo and I will get the power back on." "Look, Jo, you passed that test on your own." "You deserve to be here." "All right, now you're just messing with me." "No, earlier I was messing with you." "I've been messing with everyone." "Great, right when I was starting to trust you." "I'm so stupid." "Oh!" "But you already knew that." "You're not stupid, Jo." "You just don't give yourself enough credit." "Okay, I'm probably blowing any shot I have by telling you this, but I think you deserve this more than me." "That was supposed to work." "I can't even do this right." "That should have worked." "The power should have come back on." "How could you know that?" "Because Wen put me in here to crank up everyone's stress level." "I'm part of the test." "I knew it." "There seems to be a directional pattern to the assembelage of Astraeus's parts." "Which direction?" "Down." "All new constructions are occuring at the lowest levels of G.D." "Why?" "Most likely because the framework of the isolation chamber is the second-highest concentration of tungsten in G.D." "If the mites were to consume it, the test candidates would be crushed." "What was the first-highest concentration?" "That would be the support bearings for all of G.D." "located underneath the isolation chamber." "Ah." "If the mites were to consume that..." "Yeah, we all get crushed." "I got it." "Yup." "I could have carried you, boss." "You tell me that now?" "This way." "Level Q." "Whew." "Don't suppose you're strong enough to break this." "Sorry, boss." "Actually, I could use a little help right now myself." "Oh, boy." "Okay, Senator Wen promised to put my case up for review." "Well, congratulations." "You did a bang-up job betraying your friends." "You know what?" "I hope you have so much fun on Titan." "I didn't betray anyone." "I was helping you all prove yourselves." "Blah, blah, blah." "So clearly rehearsed." "Confessing that he's a mole is just the next step in messing with our heads." "Except they can't hear any of this." "Okay?" "The power was supposed to go out." "But Jo's repair should have restored it." "Guys, we really are cut off from G.D." "It's all part of the test." "You did great, buddy." "You'll be fine." "Thanks." "Henry, those things were like ants at an Andy picnic." "Yeah, well, something hit this mite, that's for sure." "I mean, it's no wonder that they never got the order to shut down." "The signal transducers were reduced to dust." "Uh, a dusted signal transducer means..." "Well, if there's no way to override the initial mandate, then the mites continue consuming and building indefinitely." "I think I know what happened." "And I know where to find our exterminator." "Whoa, whoa." "Rats?" "Termites?" "Ferrets?" "This is the third test I've crashed and the others were vermin free." "Parrish, chair." "That will be no." "I am exempt from extended periods of standing." "I have compromised talofibular ligaments." "These are hereditary conditions." "You've weak ankles?" "At least I don't have weak morals." "Unless you are exempt from getting your ass kicked by a girl," "I suggest you give me the chair." "Okay." "All shored up, for now." "You people have the attention span of toddlers." "You're gonna panic at every little distraction that happens on Titan?" "This mission requires unshakeable fortitude and focus to..." "Get it off, get it off, get it off!" "Holy cow, it's still going." "What is that?" "That would be a construction mite." "Uh-oh, guys." "If my mites have eaten their way clear down here, they would have done some serious damage to G.D. On the way down." "Then Carter will figure out a way to help us." "I highly doubt Carter's top priority is restoring our power." "And these chairs won't hold much longer." "So we have to get ourselves out." "Where's the manual override in this tin can?" "On the wall." "Outside that electronically sealed door." "So Dr. Fung already damaged their receivers with his sound waves." "Yeah, but could a bigger blast zap the little creatures out of commission?" "Well, once I isolate and match their resonant frequencies, but..." "How long before the iso-chamber collapses?" "At their accelerated rate of consumption and the amount of tungsten they've already consumed," "I'd say in about 30 minutes." "Okay, I can make it happen in five, but..." "Go." "No, stop." "Look, a pulse on that wavelength intense enough to reach the mites from a distance would scramble essential systems all over G.D." "That's the but I was starting to mention." "Look, the mites have all gathered on the isolation chamber." "A localized pulse could obliterate them all if we could get it down there." "But there's no guarantee that we can reach the iso-chamber in time." "The mites have turned the entire sublevel into a maze of ship walls." "Yes, and the level was hard enough to navigate on a good day." "But I can guide someone using the thermal imaging." "I'll be the bug bomber." "No, Allison." "You just said that it was hard enough on a good day." "You're feeling that good?" "Yes, and no one knows G.D. Better than me." "Allison." "Jack, come on." "You gotta trust me." "I can get you there." "I know." "Last one." "Carwash" "Talking about the carwash, yeah" "How's it coming?" "Why did I have to make these things damn near indestructible, huh?" "Because you don't do things half-assed." "Even when you're being a complete ass." "So, why'd you tell me the truth?" "It was either come clean about being a mole, or die in here." "Besides, I can't break out on my own." "You confessed about my test score before anything went wrong." "Well, I guess I'm not always a complete ass." "We" "have power." "Okay, now remember." "This is a one-time use bug bomb with limited range." "To annihilate all the mites, you're gonna have to get right up close to the isolation chamber before you push the button." "The sonic blast should take care of business." "Should I cover my ears?" "Well, it couldn't hurt." "Um, yeah." "Yeah." "Just pass me the laser cutty thing." "Okay." "Allison?" "You, uh, got your ears on?" "That's a 10-4." "'Cause we got a road block." "Just follow my lead." "Okay." "Here we go." "Yeah!" "It's, like, eight inches." "We'll never make it." "Oh, me, me." "I can manage eight inches, no problem." "It's gonna be a bit tight." "Oh, I have extremely limber joints." "Ooh..." "Okay." "The manual override is on the other side of the door." "Got it." "Uh-oh." "You're stuck." "Is it too late to coat me in something slippery?" "Not even remotely." "Oh." "Can you at least reach the override?" "Oh." "Oh, oh, oh!" "No dice." "Oh, ow, ow." "Bones, those are my bones." "Ouch." "Holly, we'll get you out of there." "Don't worry." "Okay." "Yes!" "One hundred cranes!" "Guess who's going to Titan, baby!" "Jack, the fourth door is the real one." "Copy that." "Jack, you can get over." "There's a good two feet at the top." "Then make a sharp right on the other side." "Got it." "He has to hurry." "The chamber ceiling won't last much longer." "Oh, come on." "Almost there." "Left turn just ahead and then you're home free." "Holly." "Sheriff Carter?" "Is that you?" "I'm coming!" "I've got a bug bomb!" "Jack, are you okay?" "Sheriff, are you okay?" "I..." "I am in deep ship." "Okay, we need a plan." "We can do this." "Holly, stay put." "I'm gonna need you in a sec." "I'm not going anywhere." "Zane, start chewing." "We're gonna need it sticky." "Jo, fasten these wires together at the ends while I score us" "a magnet." "Bam!" "Parrish?" "Time to cowboy up." "I see them." "Carter, are we close?" "Little more to the right." "Got them!" "Not a lot of time, Jack." "Let's move." "Right." "Half an inch to your left, Jack." "Almost." "Almost." "You're close." "You got it!" "Got it!" "Got it." "Hey, Sheriff, let's blast these things and go home." "Reeling it in, guys!" "Easy." "Ready?" "All clear, everybody!" "Yeah!" "You can come on down here and cut us out." "Okay, you got it." "Just give us an hour." "Thanks." "Oh, I really have to pee now." "As part of your evaluation," "I have a few questions to ask about what happened in the isolation chamber." "Couldn't have done it without everybody." "Selflessly sacrificed 100 perfectly-formed cranes." "All pulled together." "Eye opening." "In spite of the relentless presence of disco music." "So if it were up to you, who from your group would you most want with you on Titan?" "Here's to the interim director." "And to being trusted again." "Yeah, about that." "Um..." "Um, I may have been a little overprotective." "But it was nice." "And I'm gonna miss our movie marathon." "Well, I don't officially start work until tomorrow." "Is there a Smokey and the Bandit Part Four?" "Stroker Ace!" "Yes, there is!" "That sounds perfect." "And then there was a particularly traumatic fifth-grade dodge ball incident, so teams have never been my thing." "You know, if you want something done right." "Right?" "Right." "But after seeing you in the iso-chamber, your commitment to the work and the group..." "Well, I do like to lead by example." "Oh, and you did, you did." "Uh, it was very manly." "Strong ankles." "What I'm trying to say is that, uh..." "You make me want to be a team player." "Manly, huh?" "Yeah." "And you don't scream like a girl." "I know, right?" "He totally did that." "Grace, about the surgery." "You know what gets me, Henry?" "Is you still think like a bachelor." "I mean, I am the last person to stand between you and your dreams." "I'm just asking that we weigh the risks together." "You're right." "I am?" "Mmm." "Which part?" "Both." "It's not just my risk, it's ours." "And as much as I want to go to space," "I'm not willing to risk my life with you to do it." "You know, I'm not going to go either." "No, no, mmm-mmm." "You have to go." "Grace, we have to share the risks and the rewards." "Now, if I can't be with you on Titan," "I'll be right here in mission control watching you every second, until I can bring you back home safely." "So go." "On one condition." "Marry me, Henry Deacon." "Absolutely." "Mmm!" "Um, we have an announcement to make!" "We are getting married!" "Aren't you already married?" "They're renewing their vows!" "Hey, how's it going, Asterisk?" "Well, Senator Wen just left." "And she's recommending a full pardon for me." "So I'll be eligible for Astraeus." "Is that so?" "The thing is, I don't know if I really want to go." "What?" "Space..." "Eh, done it." "You have got to be kidding me." "I threatened those guys with triple tire drills if they didn't recommend you to Wen, and..." "You jackass." "Seriously, Jo, you don't even realize what you've done for me." "With a pardon, I can go anywhere." "From now on, if I stay in Eureka, it won't be because I have to be here." "It'll be because I want to be."