"Previously on Eureka." "Boo!" "Holly!" "Did I scare you?" "You're out." "And you're here." "She's dying again." "Sustaining her is going to take a breakthrough in computer programing." "Marry me, Jack." "Right now." "Okay." "Bring us home, Henry!" "Then I now pronounce you husband and wife." "You may kiss the bride." "Wait!" "Have these." "What's that?" "Brand new roast for a brand new marriage." "Sophisticated and earthy." "Thanks, Vince." "Enjoy." "You know, we still have to fill out the compliance forms with the D.O.D." "Before we're legally married." "True." "Well, nothing says lifelong commitment like government oversight." "Last chance to back out." "Nope, no way." "I'm in." "I'm stuck." "Hey, Mom!" "You think you could drop me off at Dre's?" "Yeah, sure." "I have to get a visitor's pass for Uncle Marcus on the way to G.D." "Oh, big brother coming to check in on little sister?" "It's adorable." "It's more like coming to check up on you." "Whatever." "Don't worry." "Wait." "She's joking, right?" "I mean, what's the deal with your uncle?" "He's just sort of prejudice, you know?" "Against white people?" "No." "Against dumb people, no offense." "I'll see you later, Jack." "Oh, none taken." "This is amazing." "I'm constructing a neural digital interface that can make an A.I. House compatible with a trans-human life form." "That's not amazing, it's epic." "Yes, yes, I'm a genius." "Let's find out of it works." "Run the patch now." "Initiating." "Ooh, that tickles." "I feel..." "Accepted." "Well, you are good to go." "Sweet!" "Where to first?" "Um, he didn't mean leave, go." "Oh, come on." "I've got cabin fever." "Holly, you're stable." "If we pull you out now, we risk a catastrophic synaptic relapse." "You mean I'm stuck here?" "Well, no, eventually we'll get you mobile." "It's just everything from here on out is an innovative leap." "We can't rush it." "How long we talking, Douglas?" "However long it takes us to get it right." "Okey-dokey." "Love you." "Zane, I need your help." "You might want to review bathroom etiquette with SARAH." "I'm not staying long enough to learn the rules." "You have to get me out of here." "Please?" "What the hell is a reproductive clause?" "Well, boss, when a mommy and a daddy love each other very much they..." "No..." "That's all right." "Something got your hard drive in a query, boss?" "Allison's brother's coming to town." "And I think he's checking up on the schlub his sister married." "Well, if you don't mind my saying, anyone who doesn't see how great you are isn't someone I want to know." "Thanks, Andy." "Hey, Kev." "What's up?" "Hey, I've got a presentation on alternative de-silicon computing, do you think you could help me practice?" "Uh, computers aren't my thing." "I think maybe your mother would be a better audience for you." "No, no, you don't have to like get the details." "I just need to work on my delivery, you know?" "I brought you some maple bars and Vincent's new espresso blend." "All right." "Enlighten me, Kev." "G.D.'s already developed protein-based derma and vascular mapping." "We've got everything we need to help Holly." "Except a stable neural-net processor." "And that's going to be tricky." "What exactly are we processing?" "We can build it." "We have the technology." "Is that for Holly?" "I thought she was stable in the Smart House." "Stable, yes." "Happy, no." "Ah, so you're officially joining the mad scientist union." "It's not mad." "It's the next logical step in brain machine interfacing." "But we need to snag us some high priority hardware." "Yeah, well, you're head of Section Five." "Ask." "You're not telling Fargo." "He's acting a little bit overly cautious these days." "Holly's his girlfriend." "He deserves to know." "Yeah, but she asked us to keep him out of it, at least until we figure out if this is even possible." "We tell him now he might freak out and pull the plug." "And that's what I'm doing here." "Running interference at G.D." "Hmm." "I'm going to regret this." "Nice office." "And so, the ability to manipulate graphene between states validates its status as the ideal alternative to silicon." "Thank you." "Genius." "I mean, I loved it the third time." "The fourth time, grand slam." "I don't know." "Maybe just one more time." "Mmm, Kev," "I could recite it now." "I think you're going to be fine." "Hey, are you all right?" "Ow!" "So it's going to be that kind of day." "Come here!" "Whoa!" "Kev!" "Uncle!" "Jack!" "Yeah!" "This is my brother, Marcus." "Oh, of course it is." "Nice gams, Sheriff." "Welcome to Eureka." "sync and correction by majtjkong" "Well, this takes restless leg syndrome to a whole new level." "But they couldn't outrun the long arm of the brother-in-law." "Nice!" "Now let's try this again." "Hi, I'm Jack." "Dr. Marcus Blake." "Do you prefer Dr. Blake or can I call you Marcus?" "I haven't decided yet." "Okay." "Behave." "Marcus is fine." "Good." "Good because multiple Dr. Blakes would be confusing." "Well, you should see our family gatherings." "Can't swing a cat without hitting a PhD." "Right, Allie?" "Uh, yes, overachieving runs in our genes." "Mine too, actually." "Just more with Sheriff-y type stuff." "So is this typical Sheriff-y stuff for you, Jack?" "Well, nothing's really typical in this town, but I try." "No, you do great." "Thank you." "So listen, why don't we go up to G. D?" "I'll give you a tour of the new labs, while Jack finds the owner of our restless legs." "Sure." "We can catch up at dinner." "Okay, good." "All right." "See ya." "I can't wait." "All right, I will see you at home later." "Come on, Marcus." "Well, that went well." "Oh, settle down!" "I adapted a new interface layer to the portable drive, but there's always a risk." "Here we go." "Um." "You're sure she was secure for transport." "Hey guys!" "Oh, man, it feels good to be..." "In a garage?" "That's not even a lateral move." "Carter found your missing legs." "Oh!" "Are those for me?" "Actually, we've moved past bionic limbs." "Ladies, gentlemen..." "A- ha!" "Welcome to Project Habeas Corpus." "Zane, the missing spintronic microprocessor prototype and the biotable from Genetics..." "Couldn't you space out your requisitions just to make my job a little easier?" "No time." "No, we need to do this and do this right before Fargo finds out." "So what are we talking here?" "Cloning?" "A transgenic endoskeleton?" "Biological fabrication." "Whoa." "From the cellular ground up?" "Hold on, you guys are building a living, breathing body?" "Yes." "By combining a protein emulsion and undifferentiated somatic cells, we can use her D.N.A. Profile and print her body on an organic lattice." "Print?" "Like photocopy?" "Yeah, very similar." "Except this inkjet uses living cells." "911 from Parrish." "More missing equipment." "You're going to need to distract him, babe." "We can't risk him taking this to Fargo, otherwise he might shut us down before we can begin." "Fine." "I'll distract Parrish." "All right." "Let's make us a woman." "Thank you, Dr. Blake, your work on organic computing, it inspired my post-doc research." "When you're accepting your Nobel, be sure to mention that." "Bye." "Everyone loves you, it's kind of annoying." "Well, don't worry." "You're still Mom and Dad's favorite." "Oh, yeah, even after I didn't invite them to the wedding?" "That took us all by surprise." "We didn't even know you were dating." "Well, it wasn't exactly planned, we were about to drown." "Why am I not feeling reassured?" "Sit down." "Listen, it's been a very intense year for Jack and I." "We were best friends forever and we finally found each other." "He's great." "And Sheriff-y." "Don't be a snob." "I'm being realistic." "What do you really have in common?" "He's not exactly Nathan Stark." "And I wouldn't want him to be." "Jack is one of the greatest guys that I have ever known." "And, yes, he may have more of an everyman quality than Nathan did, but he loves me." "At least keep an open mind." "All right." "Aloha." "Doctor Parrish?" "Hey, how was the unconventional weapons convention?" "If I see another diversionary devices demonstration I'm going to flash-bang myself." "Well, we, uh, we missed you here." "So is there something I can help you with?" "Zane Donovan's head on a pike would be a good start." "So you've heard." "The director is clearly blinded by grief." "Installing Donovan as head of Section Five is not only ludicrous, it is a gross miscarriage ofjustice." "What's this?" "I'm keeping a running tab of his infractions." "So far he has violated 22 regulations, and that has just been this morning." "Well, that's just outrageous." "I'm on my way to see Fargo about it right now." "Actually, you see, I'm the one that deals with rule violations, so..." "I'm going to take care of it for you." "I spent weeks in that lab trying to give reliable results, vowed we wouldn't come out until we had a functioning model." "Well, you're here now, so..." "I guess that means it works." "Or you just told everyone it did." "Not that you would do that to people." "You know, I did a whole presentation at Tesla based on your research, Uncle Marcus." "And aced it, I'm sure." "I couldn't have done it without Jack's help." "Really?" "They cover polycyclic hydrocarbons in sheriff school?" "No." "Marshal services is more focused on catching bad guys." "And deadly run away legs." "I think, um, for me, what's most impressive is how you're using flexible microprocessors at one nanometer Q.D. For their current-carrying capacity." "I think that's innovative." "You read my article?" "Well, I, uh, scanned it." "Well, aren't you full of surprises." "No kidding." "Um, I'm going to go check up on Jenna." "Kev, would you mind helping me clear the dishes?" "We'll be back in a sec." "So Kev, Just practicing a speech, huh?" "Did you even have a presentation?" "Last year, but I got an A-plus on it." "Congratulations." "That's great." "And not the point." "Mmm?" "I've seen how judgmental Uncle Marcus can be and I just wanted you to be prepared, you know?" "Look, I know you're trying to help, but this is who I am." "I'm not a scientific genius." "I'll never be a scientific genius." "You can't change that and neither can I." "Okay?" "I'm sorry." "But you gotta admit that was pretty awesome." "Did you see the look on his face?" "I saw the look on his face." "Come on." "Good morning, Dr. Blake." "Good morning, SARAH." "Hey." "You've been up all night?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I couldn't sleep." "Is that Marcus's new book?" "Yeah." "Just so you know, yours is much better." "Jack, listen, I know my brother can be a bit intimidating, but you don't have to impress anyone." "Oh, I know." "I'm just trying to keep up." "You sure you're feeling all right?" "Great." "Better than great, actually." "All right, well, I'll see you at Café Diem later for the book signing." "Wouldn't miss it." "Okay, bye." "Oh!" "SARAH, how did we do?" "Adapting my oven for the thermal oxidation process was a challenge, but I think you'll be happy with the results, Sheriff." "Fantastic." "You're taking quite an interest in Dr. Blake's work." "Maybe you have more in common than you thought." "Well, he deals in theory and I deal in practice." "Hey, boss, what are you doing?" "Did you know there are 42 police codes associated with trespassing?" "That's excessive!" "And six, six governing juggling." "Uh, that's right." "Uh, put into effect in 1987 after an unfortunate plasma torch accident." "Watch this, statute 153.2." "Boom!" "I know." "I memorized them all." "But my programming already has a database of law enforcement codes you don't need to know." "Yeah, but now you don't need to know, right?" "I'm a complete package." "I'm a one-man wrecking crew ofjustice." "But, uh, still room on the crew for a deputy, right, boss?" "Well, um, actually," "I think I got it handled, so I can talk to the D.O.D., see if I can get you reassigned, and as for today, you got the day off." "Go watch a movie." "Uh..." "Okay." "Hey!" "Settling back in okay, Dr. Parrish?" "Oh, cut the crap, Lupo." "I know you and Donovan are doing the horizontal mambo." "Excuse me?" "You're back together!" "Obviously that renders you incapable of conducting a fair, thorough and impartial investigation." "On the contrary." "I'm not happy with Zane's promotion, either." "Having him in charge of Section Five only makes my job 10 times harder." "Maybe it's time to call in the big guns." "Actually, I have a better idea." "If you and I work the case together, we can take all of Zane's infractions to Fargo and get him to reconsider the promotion." "What do you think?" "I could really use your help." "The real me won't look like a creepy department store mannequin, right?" "Relax." "The body blank is just a crash test dummy for your new neural prosthetic." "Are we sure a spintronic microprocessor brain will actually work with an organic body?" "Downloading a consciousness is a one-shot process, which is why we're field testing the blank." "All processors are online." "All systems are good to go." "Let's do this." "Powering up." "50%. 60%." "70%." "Initiating a neural pulsing." "90%." "100%." "Okay." "All right, let's try a command." "Um, just keep it simple." "Done." "It's working!" "I have a pulse!" "Neural pulsing is taxing the system." "System's overheating." "Shut it down." "We're going to fix that, right?" "There's no chance the authorization went into your spam folder?" "Hmm." "I suppose it's possible." "Right." "If you could just have another look for me." "Thanks for your time." "What the hell was that?" "You're either protecting your boyfriend or you are the worst interrogator in the history of the world." "Right." "Yeah, that was a terrible interview." "I'm having a hard time focusing right now and I think that it's you." "Me?" "Yeah." "You know, we've never worked this closely together and I had no idea that you are so magnetic." "Oh." "This sort of thing, it happens all the time." "And I would be lying if I said that" "I didn't feel something for you as well, but I think it is extremely important that we maintain a professional relationship." "Yes, yes." "You are absolutely right." "So, I guess we're going to have to do these interviews over again." "I'll take the lead this time." "Good idea." "I knew I shouldn't have worn these jeans." "You'll definitely enjoy this one." "Your uncle's quite a rock star." "Yeah." "Have you seen Jack?" "No, not yet." "Is everything okay?" "I don't know." "Has he seemed weird to you at all?" "You talking about, like, last night?" "He was just reading up on Uncle Marcus." "Yes, and he continued to read the entire night." "Looked like Marcus's whole book and mine." "Uh, I've got to go check something." "I'll be right back." "Check on..." "Excuse me, is there anything else I can get for you?" "I make the best Belgian chocolate soufflé in the world." "I'm a bit of a molecular gastronomist myself." "Would you sign this apron?" "Of course." "I love him." "There you are." "Thank you." "Jack, good morning." "Hi." "Morning." "Would you like me to sign your copy of my book?" "Well, okay." "Actually, I have a couple of questions, though." "I'll bet you do." "Um, like on page 158, for starters, you postulate that an organic transistor made of rubrene could function properly at room temperature." "I don't think that takes into account its nonlinear thermal properties." "Jack, what are you talking about?" "Well, no, I went over your brother's specs and that processor is going to overheat at the speeds necessary for it to function properly." "And you came to this conclusion all on your own?" "Well, it's a pretty glaring error." "Why don't you stick to writing parking tickets?" "Leave the laws of thermodynamics to the experts." "I can prove it." "Come here." "Sorry, sorry." "Excuse me for one second." "ALLISON:" "Jack?" "Just one second." "What did you do to my car?" "An actual rubrene processor?" "Yes." "You built this?" "Well, it's amazing what you can build, actually, with some silicon rods and semi-conductor switches." "And you added an extra gate in the back of each transistor." "Well, you have to because organic chips have that annoying switching problem." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Have you tested it?" "I was going to, but your car, your career." "All right, I don't think this is a good idea." "It's okay." "My design is sound." "Oh, yeah?" "Lt'll hold." "Uh, Jack?" "What are you..." "Marcus, get out of the car." "Marcus!" "Wait for it!" "Jack, shut it down!" "Run!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "Tough break, college!" "Science is fun!" "Marcus, I am so sorry." "I have no idea what Jack was thinking or how he even did this." "Well, it's not that hard." "The heat tolerance index should have been sufficient." "I don't understand." "Well, that's what you get for ignoring Gianni VanDeHey's principle of entropic inversion." "Jack, you're scaring me." "If the rubrene microprocessor can't handle the heat, what can?" "Well, I was actually noodling around with the idea of attaching a pentacene crystal directly to a silicon substrate." "Jack, that's brilliant." "Yes, it is." "And terrifying." "Why?" "All right, Jack." "You got my attention." "Let's talk." "Okay, I want to run some tests first." "Oh, that engine's a goner." "Not on the engine, on you." "I'm fine." "Let me get my notes." "I'll give you a lift to G.D. Good." "Great." "What?" "Don't worry about the car." "Andy, you see that?" "Um, do I detect a hint of burnt fluorocarbons, boss?" "Can I get you a fresh uniform?" "Yeah, uh, no." "I got it." "What are you still doing here?" "I just thought I could make myself useful, what with your family visiting, maybe you could pass some of your work off to me." "Nah." "I got it." "Jack?" "Yeah?" "Ow!" "Why did you do that?" "Jack, there is something wrong with you." "You have never studied thermodynamics or physics and you're doing work that could rewrite the textbooks." "I know." "Turns out it's not that hard." "I'm worried about you." "We need to run some neurological tests." "What I need is a supercomputer to run my new designs." "Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh." "Uh, my C.P.U. Operates at 106 teraflops." "That's right." "It does." "You game for a little upgrade?" "Really?" "If this works, you'll be the most advanced supercomputer on the planet." "Ah!" "Mi cabeza es su cabeza, boss." "Right." "Here." "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." "What are you doing?" "You can't put that kind of untested technology in Andy's head." "Well, innovation requires risk, Allie." "You know that." "Jack, listen to yourself." "You're willing to risk the life of your friend to test a theory?" "Friend?" "It's a robot, and if it blows up, we just order another one." "Okay?" "Where are you?" "Huh?" "Mom, there's something wrong with Jack." "I know." "I've been taking a look at the new Vinspresso blend that Jack's been drinking and it has unusually high levels of Alpha-GPC." "Look at me." "What did you dose him with?" "It's a cognitive enhancement drug, all right?" "It's supposed to increase memory and cognition, but only temporarily." "The effects shouldn't have lasted this long." "Well, something else must be interacting with it." "I didn't mean for this to happen, all right?" "I was trying to help him stand up to Uncle Marcus." "I just need to know everything that was in your C.E.D." "And just so that we're clear, you're grounded until you're 30." "I kind of figured." "Come on." "Is it supposed to do that?" "Well, red is for dopamine and yellow's for serotonin." "You know, it's exhausting having to explain every little detail to somebody." "Wow." "I feel faster already." "There's a huge power surge in Andy's heat sync." "Well, not unexpected." "Processor power has increased exponentially." "Which means very fast." "Thank you." "Voilà." "Andy, you are good to go." "Whoa, I feel a pleasant tingling in my artificial neurons, boss." "You're welcome." "A functioning, almost zero heat photonic processor." "Fifteen years of research and I never came close." "I have to call my publisher." "This could be my next book." "Our book!" "I want a field test, boss." "I want to take the new noggin out for a spin, but I need a power recharge." "This new upgrade's really sucking back the old amperage." "Hello?" "Jack," "I need to see you right now." "Yeah, kind of busy right now." "Listen, Kevin dosed your coffee with an Alpha-GPC." "He slipped you a smart mickey." "Yeah, I understood you the first time." "Uh, Alpha-GPC, also known as L" " Alpha Glycerylphosphorylcholine." "Did you hear what you just said?" "Yeah, Allison, I'm not sure if you understand." "I'm in the middle of making scientific history here." "The tech we put in Andy's..." "Huh!" "Where's Andy?" "Ugh, great." "What now?" "Do a floor by floor." "We need to know if these power drains are a system malfunction or a real security breach." "Yes, ma'am." "What the hell is going on?" "Probably some idiot's experiment disrupting the smart grid." "Lupo." "I'll be right there." "Someone's breached our offsite communications." "I've got to head to the station." "Don't worry about me." "I'm going to continue our little investigation." "I have a lead that I want to follow up on." "Uh, wait, Parrish..." "Shh." "We'll rendezvous later." "At least the processor was undamaged." "The bio-printer checks out clean." "The spintronic microprocessor just runs too hot." "And we can't install a big enough heat sink without giving you a digital lobotomy." "But you're going to keep trying, right?" "A - ha!" "Oh, I knew it." "You're so busted, Donovan!" "I knew you were stealing equipment." "All right, let's take this outside." "The electrode array, and the bio-table..." "Aloha, Isaac." "Holly?" "How was Hawaii?" "Andy, what the hell are you doing?" "Just getting some extra power cells, a little more juice for the jug." "Are you feeling okay?" "Oh, I feel terrific." "And once I amp up the power to handle my new photonic processor," "I'm going to be the best deputy ever!" "Andy, we need to get you checked out." "Your heat signature's through the roof." "And you're putting the town at risk." "Come on." "I'll drive." "No can do, Miss Lupo, got to feed the old brain-a-saurus." "Oh, power feels good." "And..." "This ought to do it." "Amazing." "We are going to spark a whole new industrial revolution." "Maglev trains, hover cars, cheap, easy energy." "Allison, I take back everything I said about Jack." "He's a genius." "Well, not exactly." "I ran my tests on the Alpha-GPC-booster that Kevin dosed you with." "Oh, are you still on about that?" "Jack, it is interacting..." "With my Z-waves." "Yeah, I figured there was going to be a synaptic catalyst." "It's enhancing your neural activity to a degree that I have never seen before." "You are getting smarter by the minute." "So, he's not normally like this?" "Hardly." "I'm working on a serum to hopefully counteract the effects." "Why?" "The effects are awesome!" "No, they're not." "Jack, you're not you anymore." "I know." "I'm better." "Okay, Allison..." "Hold on, Jack." "If there are no adverse effects, let him finish his research." "He's really on to something here." "I don't care about his research." "I care about him!" "Allison, for the first time, I fit in." "I don't want to go back to being the dumb old Sheriff." "Jack, the dumb old Sheriff is the man that I married." "Allison Blake." "Andy did what?" "Why didn't you tell me?" "Being a hologram is pretty cool, but can you imagine going through eternity unable to touch yourself?" "Douglas doesn't understand, and we couldn't risk you telling him." "Holly, you have to know you can always trust me." "Confiscate everything." "Starting right now." "Congratulations." "It seems that your little experiment on" "Andy was a bit too successful." "He's on a power binge, stealing energy cells from anywhere." "It makes sense." "He's compensating for the ips increase." "He almost killed Jo." "He's going to burn out." "All right, um, I gotta run some numbers." "We'll fix it on the next prototype, okay?" "Jack, wait." "Andy is your deputy." "He is your friend, and now he's dangerous." "He needs your help." "Mmm-hmm." "We need to find him before he melts down, Jack." "All right, good idea." "If we can avoid burnout, we can harvest the processor." "It's..." "Never mind." "It could have worked, Fargo." "Yeah." "Or you could have liquefied her head." "I can't believe you guys went behind my back." "We were trying to help her." "By putting Holly's life in danger?" "This isn't a life." "Holly, we've talked about this." "You're safer..." "Stop saying that." "I am not safe, I'm trapped." "I'm just photons and sound waves." "I'm sharing a body with a stupid house." "Doug, if I'm not happy with what I am, how can you be?" "Holly." "Holly!" "Look, we can figure this out." "Bio-printing is the way, I know it." "If you help us..." "Zane, it's over." "Jo needs backup." "It seems that you two aren't the only ones playing Frankenstein." "Let's move it, people." "Half the town's in blackout." "Could have used some help from local law enforcement." "Carter?" "Sorry." "Just trying to calculate how long we have before Andy's system melts down given his, uh, current rate of energy consumption." "And?" "Twenty-one minutes, roughly." "Well, if we can find him, maybe he'll listen to reason." "Jo said that Andy wasn't himself, like he had no feelings." "Okay, uh, his processor might be siphoning energy from his emotion patch." "Which seems to be going around." "Where's Andy?" "I don't know." "Maybe he left already." "Well, then where's Vincent?" "He's the one that called in the 911." "Move!" "He could have killed us!" "Maybe he was trying to." "Oh, my God, Vincent, are you okay?" "Andy took the fuel cell to the freezer unit." "Now, why would he do that?" "He knows tomorrow is Tuscany Tuesday." "Jo missed him at Café Diem." "He's on the move." "So we have an unreasonable, power hungry robot on the loose." "We've got to stop him." "What now?" "Now..." "We think like Jack." "Okay, um, blast him with ionized nitrogen." "That'll trigger his fail-safe and terminate his programming." "Not you, our Jack." "Andy's looking for more power, right?" "So where would he go?" "Hi, honey." "I'm home." "What a pleasant surprise." "What's all this?" "I was just setting up for my book club meeting." "I won't be but a minute." "I just need a little afternoon delight." "Andy, what are you doing?" "Recharging." "Andy, you're unhinging my C.P.U. Panel." "That will compromise my essential systems." "Isn't that a pickle?" "That's what I'm looking for." "Andy, don't do this." "You're sick." "We can help you." "That won't be necessary." "Dr. Blake, you need to leave." "Andy, you're hurting SARAH." "She likes to talk." "I like to shoot." "I admire your persistence, Miss Lupo, but we both know you can't stop me." "But I can." "Ooh!" "Sorry, Andy." "What did you do to me?" "You set me up!" "You all right, SARAH?" "I will be." "Please, let me go." "I need power!" "Andy, listen to me." "This is SARAH." "Do you remember when you were on Titan?" "Of course." "Who did you miss the most when you were trapped there?" "Mi casita bonita." "Okay." "The photonic processor is overriding your emotion programming, but I know that you are still in there somewhere." "Andy, I need you." "Please help me." "Almost there." "Marcus, if you could align the I.O. Socket with the address bus." "Got it." "Are the straps really necessary?" "It's not like I'm going to subdue you and head back to the Smart House at my first chance." "Right, carry on." "Hang in there, Andy." "Oh, uh, something's happening." "And processor's out." "Let me restart him." "How do you feel?" "Slower." "Thanks." "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to apologize to my girl." "Oh, we could have learned so much from an extended real-time field test." "I know." "But a virtual model will work just fine." "Nice to have our Andy back." "Would have been safer to deactivate him." "You don't give up on family." "Look, it was a risky move." "Yeah, which saved his life." "It's what my husband would have done." "And I'd really like to have him back now." "I'm right here." "I'm just better." "But you've lost the best part of you." "Your heart." "Holly, are you here?" "Look, I'm sorry, but you know I'd do anything for you." "I guess I just got caught up in what it would do to me." "I hope you can forgive me." "Hi." "Hey." "What you got there?" "Um, I'm just going over the specs for Carter's photonic processor." "It's actually kind of amazing." "Wait, wait, wait." "Sheriff Carter?" "Oh, uh, long story." "Doug, why are you here?" "Because you're my Princess Leia." "You're going to help me." "But I'm not your only hope." "Henry and Zane think this bio-printer thing could actually work." "So, if that's what you want," "I'll do everything in my power to make it happen." "I just want to be with you." "For real." "We'll find a way." "Cerebral proteins are marked." "I've isolated the choline stabilizer." "I'm retro-lacing the G.P.C. Upgrade." "It should reverse the neural boost." "Sure can't wait to have my husband back." "Oh, you two work well together." "You're certain you want to do this?" "Yes." "Yes." "So this may make you a little dizzy." "Let's just hope this works." "Of course it'll work." "I'm a genius, right?" "It was nice, though, being on your level for once." "Jack, you've always been on my level." "So it's going to take a minute for his vitals to stabilize." "Okay, I admit it." "I may have judged him a bit prematurely." "Marcus," "Jack Carter may not have the highest I.Q. In town, but he's the smartest man that I know." "Married you, didn't he?" "Hey." "How you feeling?" "Slower." "Thanks." "Don't worry, Jack, I've learned my lesson the first time." "Good." "So you want to help me with my homework?" "I don't think so, pal." "Hey!" "So you guys must have made out." "We're right as rain, boss." "SARAH accepted my apology." "Uh-huh." "Three times." "Yeah." "Thanks for the image." "Uh, listen, Andy, I'm sorry about what I did." "Don't worry about it, boss." "I'm okay." "As long as I get to be your deputy again." "I wouldn't have it any other way." "Ready to make this official?" "Yes." "I've never seen my little sister so happy." "Welcome to the family, Jack." "Or is it Sheriff?" "I'm still deciding." "Thanks." "Okay, just sign on the dotted line." "After you." "Boss, Mrs. Boss." "Excellent." "The documents have been signed under conditions free from stress and coercion." "Do you have a witness?" "Uh..." "Marcus." "I'd be honored to." "Although, I think she might like a ring at some point." "Okey-dokey." "Sheriff, Doctor Blake," "I now pronounce you formally acknowledged by the U.S. Department of Defense as legally joined in holy matrimony as defined by section 8.7 in the..." "What he meant to say was," ""You may now kiss the bride. "" "Now that I understood." "Yay!" "sync and correction by majtjkong"