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Come on. Piece of shit.

Signal keeps getting dropped.

I hate being this
far in at night.

I'd be sweating too if the law
caught me fishing with this.

Oh. I got it. Got it.

Looks like the last
drop zone is...

Just beyond these trees.

Hey, hey, stop.

I think we're here, boys.

Sure about this, Eddie?

Man said bring out three boxes
and drop 'em

that's all I know.

All right.

What just happened?

It won't start.

What the hell you mean
it won't start?

It won't start.

That... that was just a gator, right?

Shit!

Son of a bitch!

What the fuck is that?

Where'd he go?

- Come on!
- I got you. Just swim.

- Please! Please! Please!
- Come on!

Just swim to me. Swim to me.

Come on, man!

Just come here!

Swim to me, man!

- Shit!
- Where'd he go?

Blaine!

Listen. Listen.

What?

Listen. Listen.

Oh, shit!

Shit! Shit! Shit!

Shit!

Who was trapped in the castle?

- Princess Cassie.
- Princess Cassie.

And who was angry with her?

The Giant King.

The Giant King.

Now, why was
The Giant King angry, guys?

They stole all his gold.

Because they stole
all of his gold.

But Princess Cassie
was in there by herself.

So, do you think she was happy?

- No.
- Excited?

No.

- How did she feel?
- Afraid.

She's scared...
She's very scared.

When you're scared,
what are you supposed to do?

Oh, my God. Susie! Susie!

Hey, put that down!

Stop! Put it down!

Hey... Stop! Stop!

Hey, now.
I'm trying to help you.

Put it down! Put it down.

Doctor, hey, don't!

Don't take your mask off!

Okay. Go ahead. Say it.

What, that you were great?

That you're a hero?

Oh! I thought for sure
you were gonna tear into me

for risking hemorrhagic fever
for that girl.

It saved her life.

Plus, I know you're gonna
beat yourself up over that later

so just please...

I'll go through all the tests.
Don't worry.

Thank you.

And we dropped the last of
the antibiotics and the test kits

in the village in case
the water goes south again.

What would I do
without you, Harlan?

- Work on finding us boyfriends?
- No.

Okay. Well, if you're
not gonna do that...

Uh, Atlanta called earlier.

There's a possible situation
brewing back in the States.

Where?

Ah...

You're kidding.

Well, it's not the Congo.

You want to make a left there.

You still remember.

How long has it been
since you were home?

A while.

Well, somebody forgot
to tell beautiful Marais

that 1962 was a long time ago.

I'm glad the CDC is here

'cause I'm running
out of options.

So, it's still just
the three infected?

Fourth came in this morning.

Little girl presented first.

She had direct contact with her teacher
and the school nurse.

- And today's patient?
- A clerk.

From the Sunderland
One Stop on Guidry.

Shit. It's spreading.

Yeah.

They all here?

Yeah.

Okay, everyone.

For those of you who don't know

my name is Dr. Abby Arcane

with the CDC's
Epidemic Intelligence Service.

That is a real thing.

Um, my team is here to assist
in caring for your patients

and to find the source
of this disease.

We need fresh blood samples

and diaries of each
patient's contacts

before presenting symptoms.

If we can identify the disease,
we can figure out how to treat it.

For now though, it is masks,
gloves and goggles

for anyone in direct contact
with the patients.

Caregivers do not get sick
on my watch, okay?

Let's get to it.

Hey, sweetie.

How you feelin'?

So I found this on her pillow.

Maybe transfer from
the ambulance?

I don't think so.

Has she been breathing like this
since she was admitted?

Our X-rays did find
a stubborn mycosis in her lungs

but it's not fungal.

I'll have the staff
check for contamination.

Excuse me?

- You can't take those.
- I'm not.

- You're not what?
- Taking them.

I'm just looking as
an interested party.

Are these blood tests,
are they the most recent?

Okay.

If you can give me the tests
from when she first came in

I can compare them
with the latest results.

Who are you exactly?

I told you before,
this area is off limits.

- Fuck, again.
- I'm sorry, Dr. Arcane.

Listen, you're not gonna
find anything you need

in the standard CDC rule book.

- I promise.
- Excuse me.

- Get security!
- No, no, no. It's fine.

- It's fine. It's fine.
- Let's go.

I'm out. I'm gone. I'm out.

You're gonna wanna speak
to me sooner or later.

Hey, can we just be friends?

See you tomorrow, Bob.

Who the hell was that?

No idea.
We should find out though.

- Uh, where are we on Susie's parents?
- Mother's dead.

Her father Eddie's MIA.

Cops say his boat's not in his slip
so he could be out in the water.

Mmm.

And the school bus
picked her up as usual.

So maybe Dad made it home.

- Matt?
- Dispatch said

a Dr. Arcane
requested assistance.

I said that
was fucking impossible.

- You're a cop now.
- Yeah, four years.

Jesus Christ, Abby.
Didn't think we'd ever see you again.

I wish it was under
better circumstances.

Yeah.

- The Coyle girl. How's she doing?
- Not good.

And right now,
she's patient zero.

What do you know
about her dad?

- Who, Eddie?
- Yeah.

He's a fisherman, mostly.

Pulled him in a few times
for game violations, a DUI...

Child Services?

Never had any complaints.

Well, around here,
that makes you Father of the Year.

When the little girl got sick,
we called, but no answer.

And since Eddie's boat
was still out

we didn't think
anything of it.

Mr. Coyle?

Coyle!

- Matt?
- Yeah, I hear it.

Mr. Coyle?

Oh, my God.

Mr. Coyle?

Coyle!

Hey.

Hey.

Hey!

- Fuck!
- Drop it, right now!

- What?
- I said drop it!

Wait, hold up...

- Drop it!
- I'm collecting a sample!

I'm collecting a sample!

What the hell are you doing here?

- You know this guy?
- Yeah. He was at the hospital earlier

- trespassing.
- Guys. Guys!

You're focusing on
the wrong thing here.

What the fuck?

His name's Alec Holland.

Seen him around
the past few months.

Some kind of, I don't know,
scientist-type.

- Seriously?
- What?

You're not arresting him, are you?

He did break in.

Well, what happened with Eddie Coyle
wasn't because of him.

So what the hell did this?

It's what I intend to find out.

That's enough. No more.

Hey.

Excuse me, uh...

Dr. Arcane,
can I talk to you for... Again?

- What is up with you?
- What?

- You're clearly not a local.
- No, I, uh...

I'm just trying to help.

By being everywhere
you shouldn't be?

Listen, um, you saw the body.

Dealt with anything
like that before?

We have it under control.
It's okay.

Well, nothing's working, is it?

Pyrazinamide? Ethambutol?

Who are you again?

Holland, like, the country.

Listen. Listen, listen, listen.

Avery Sunderland hired me
to collect and analyze biological...

Congratulations. He's a very
important man around here.

Thank you very much.
The thing is

is that I've been finding
some serious fucking crazy.

- Crazy?
- Yes, as in

biological processes
I've never seen before

and I think that they could be
connected to your infection.

How?

It's easier to show you
than to tell you.

Sunderland's lab's on
the water, 20 minutes out.

- I have patients waiting.
- Yes. Yes.

I know they're waiting.
They're waiting for a cure

but I'm guessing the doctors haven't
had any luck ID'ing the pathogen yet.

No.

You like mysteries?

You know, old mystery, like
Murder She Wrote, Columbo...

- What?
- What?

Wow. I like references
that aren't from the 1980s...

It was the first thing that popped
in my... It doesn't have to...

- Well, no. I don't like mysteries...
- Okay.

- I like solutions.
- Me, too.

So let me help you find one, okay?

Okay? Going back to the hospital,

spinning around,
trying to find an answer...

It's not gonna get you
any closer to the truth.

But going out there

that will.

- Okay.
- Okay.

That worked, yeah.
That worked. Here we go.

How'd you know
I wasn't a local?

You're wearing
designer flip-flops.

Comfy suckers, though.

And the attitude.

It's a bit of a giveaway, too.

Watch your step.

It's tight.

Where is he?

Oh! What were you doing?

What were you doing?
Come on.

It's a little steep,
be careful.

Aw!

This is my, uh, buddy, Garou.

What kind of study is this?

It's the kind dip-shit biologists
like me dream about.

Check this out.

All right, um...

How much do you know
about mutagens?

The stuff that causes cancer,
that blows holes in human DNA...

Right. The ones we know about.

- Uh-huh.
- Right?

I'm close to identifying
an entirely new strand

buried deep in this swamp.

All right, here we go.

So, um, for the last
seven months

I've been out on the water

mapping out biological hotspots

where the mutagenic activity
is the strongest

and the thing is, is that
for the last two weeks

I've noticed a steady increase
in speed of these processes.

And this...

is a sample I took
just yesterday, um

at one of the most active sites.

This clear shit on top,
that's just swamp water, right?

But right there on the bottom,
you see that?

I do.

That doesn't belong.

Green Spanish moss.

Plant-based growth medium.

I've taken a few classes.

- You ready?
- Mmm-hmm.

Oh, my God.

Holland!

Fuck! Stop!

- What just happened?
- Fuck.

I don't know, um...

I think the stuff at the bottom
of the tube, I don't... I...

It's gotta be some sort of
biological accelerant or something.

- Like a fertilizer.
- Yeah.

But it only jacks up mutagens.

What?

What?

You wanted to test Susie Coyle's blood
from two days ago

against today's to see
if it had changed.

Yes.

This really could be
what's making people sick.

It's like Columbo.

All right, Coyle's body
is ready for postmortem.

Tell me, please, that you have all this
science fiction backed up.

- A hard-drive away.
- Okay.

- Can you get me to the hospital?
- Okay.

Might not let me in, but...

People.

Settle down, people.
Settle down.

I know this bug
has got everyone rattled

but the doctors are doing
everything they can.

Big timber's coming in

dumping their trash,
burning trees...

The swamp puts food
on our tables.

We lose that,
we lose everything!

Just say it, Riley!

The swamp's had enough.
This is payback.

Yeah!

We... We don't know
what this is yet.

The hospital is on it 24/7,
and the CDC.

Bullshit.

Hold on! Hold on!

I'm not saying you're wrong,

but right now,
let the doctors do their work.

Hell, Avery, I don't got
money for doctors.

It comes to that, you see me.

Goes for all of you.

You know that.

Maybe you ought to put some
of that Sunderland money into this town

and less in that
nonsense lab of yours.

You know, the swamp
took my father from me

when I was still a boy.
You know that, right?

But ever since, that same swamp

has given me, you,
and this whole damn town

a way of life.

Yeah, there's something special
about this place

you know that,
we all know that.

And you live here long enough,
you feel it

in your bones.

Now, my research

is about the future

uncovering what else
the swamp can offer.

New medicines, fertilizers,
God knows what else.

And if what we find is worth
what I hope it is

that could be the answer
to this town's troubles.

Your troubles, more like it.

A rising tide lifts all boats, Leon

even that shit box of yours.

Hell, yeah, I took a hit
and we all did.

Yeah.

I could have pulled up stakes

and left Marais high and dry.

But Marais is home.

Where my daddy is buried.

And my little girl.

Where I met Maria.

Now, if I was like most of you

and 20 years younger,
I'd get my ass back to work.

All right, folks, listen.

We'll, uh, post updates
as we get 'em. Thank you.

Excuse me.

Of course.

That was a nice speech.

What are you doing here, Holland?

Did you get 'em?

Did you get the findings
I sent you last night?

I did, and I was wondering why

since I dismissed you
two weeks ago.

Is that what that was?

Well, I assumed you'd reconsider

since things were
just getting interesting.

Say what you came to say.

For the last two weeks,
the evolutionary cycle of the mutagen

has just continued to skyrocket

and now out of nowhere,
people are just getting sick?

And you think
there's a connection?

Yeah, I mean, yeah.
I mean, I can't rule it out. Yes.

You don't need to set your hair
on fire either, Holland.

I'm not a scientist

but disease is not uncommon
around Marais.

We had an epidemic in '86

and one in '92.

People get sick.
They always have.

Yeah, sure. That makes sense.

- But you're not convinced.
- No, I'm not, Avery.

You, uh... You hired me to follow
the science and here I am.

I also hired a man
looking for a second chance.

This town doesn't need a panic.

It doesn't need
an epidemic either, Avery.

Honey,
Mr. Adams would like a word.

Oh, boy. Aye-aye!

Go home, Holland.
We got it from here.

Okay.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Okay.

Do you ever sleep, Dr. Arcane?

Not when everyone else does.

And it's Abby.

Have you ever seen an autopsy?

Yeah, yeah.

Saw an alien autopsy once.

Pretty sure it was fake though.

All right.

I'm, uh, gonna set up the test gear.

You kids have fun.

How's the girl?

The drug therapy is slowing
the beast in the adults, but...

Susie had gone for two days
before we got to her, so...

She's also only nine years old.

It's not your fault.

A plant sample, straight from the source.
Knock yourself out.

Thank you.

Got a reaction here.

We gotta go. We gotta go.

Come on. Come on.
Come on. Come on.

Oh, my God!

Alec!

Fuck!

Come on!
Come on! Come on!

Susie.

Daddy!

Abby! Abby, wait!

Go, go, go, go!

Susie. Susie.

Clear! Clear! Clear!

She's Code Blue.

Come on, honey.

Come on.

Susie.

Okay, I'm getting something.
Restart the IV.

You all right?

You have a, uh...

It's a piece of glass.

So what now?

We can't just sit here.

I'm gonna go check something out.

You coming?

Does it involve bourbon?

Actually, yes.

What?

I was just kidding
about the, uh, bourbon.

A friend of mine's inside.
She's a reporter.

Maybe she knows why
Eddie was out in that water.

This is where
you used to hang out, huh?

This is where
everybody in Marais hangs out.

Scary woman, 12 o'clock.

Xanadu.

Can't believe she's still here.

Abby Arcane.

Goddamn!

I heard you were back in town.

Liz.

Delroy's on a supply run,
but I know he'd wanna see you.

Uh, yeah, I'd love to
see your dad, but it's, uh...

It's not that kind of visit.

Right.

Guess it'd take nothing less
than a medical meltdown

to bring you back to Marais.

Uh, Alec Holland,

- this is Liz Tremayne.
- Hi.

I...

Yeah, you guys catch up,
I'll get the drink.

What's with Sandals?

He's all right.

So...

Heard you found something
seriously messed up

over at Eddie Coyle's.

Who said that?

It's out there, Abby.

This town...

You still work for the Echo, right?

I need a favor.

I gotta write the Coyle story
before I can hold it.

I'm not saying that,
I just, um...

Have you seen anything unusual
at the docks lately?

Wait, you're Abby's reporter?

For the Marais Echo Weekly.

- Hmm.
- Emphasis on the weekly.

So I have time to help out
my dad when I can.

- No offense.
- Some taken.

Not a lot of people
are talking, Abby.

So you already know it's bad.

Why do you say that?

'Cause it's Marais.
Mosquitoes and gossip...

Two things we get
a lot of here.

But...

I have heard whispers
of someone hiring boats

to go out into
the swamp at night.

Who?

No one knows.
The who or the why.

- And Eddie Coyle?
- His boat was never found.

And the guy he crewed with,
he's AWOL, too.

Last thing anyone heard

they were headed out
to Skeeter Cove.

Oh, shit.

Abby...

No. Sit.

Could you give us
a moment, please?

- Can I get you anything?
- No, thanks.

Five thousand people work at the CDC.
I looked it up.

That's 4,999 other options
they could have sent.

I'm good at my job.
They knew I could help.

I wanted to help.

Where did you end up studying?

Emory.

Okay. So, let's think about
this just for a minute.

Your freshman year...

When you were
going out to parties...

- I didn't...
- When you were going out to parties...

I spent your freshman year
in Shawna's bedroom.

Mrs. Sunderland...

I think about Shawna every day.

I'm speaking now.

Sophomore year...

Maybe that's just about
the time you figured out

what you wanted to do in life

and declared a major.

That's about the time I...

stumbled out of her bed
and into a bottle.

A lot of bottles.

Now, what I'm really
trying to forget

is your senior year.

Because while you were
applying to medical schools

my husband was
talking to divorce lawyers.

It was the thought
of losing him

that finally made me
quit drinking.

And I asked Avery

where that kind of strength
came from.

And he said

because...

all that darkness
wasn't my fault.

It was yours.

You said you're good
at what you do

and that you can help,
that's why you came here.

And that's why
I'm letting you stay.

But if that little girl dies...

She won't.

Promise me.

Go ahead. Promise.

I promise.

Hmm.

Within the minute she's better

I want you gone.

We... We should go
check out Skeeter Cove.

Okay.

Oh, my God.

What the hell?

How is that even possible?

I have no idea.

Found something.

Laptop.

That could help.

Here, hold this.

What is it?

It's like a...

Underwater release
mechanism or something.

Releasing what?

I don't know.

Let's take it back to the lab.

Let's see what you are.

It's almost worth coming back
just for him.

What are you doing, buggin' her?

Come here.

Go downstairs.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

And now, we wait.

So, is, uh, Mrs. Sunderland
the reason you don't visit home much?

Uh...

She'd say I'm the reason
I don't come home much.

And she's right.

Do you ever feel like that?

That's why I'm here.

One thing we have in common.

May I offer you a drink?

I sure as hell could use one.

That's two things
we have in common.

Okay.

Let's see.

Hmm...

- Glasses...
- It's... It's okay.

Okay.

Here you go.

I...

have a confession.

You're the president
of the Columbo fan page.

No. No, I...

I Googled you.

Oh.

When?

Earlier today.

Yeah. Yeah, it's funny
you think I haven't seen those.

- I'm sorry.
- No. No. It's fine.

So, it's true?

What?

That I, uh, manipulated the data
to better prove my conclusion?

Yeah. Yeah.

I still stand by what I found.

But you couldn't
replicate the results.

Not yet.

Okay. So, why do it then?

Why do it then?

Yeah, um... Can I have that?

I don't know.
No, I know. Um...

I always wanted to be
known by my work

you know, I wanted the work
to define me and, uh...

Well, now it does,
just not in the way I wanted.

So, how did all that
land you here?

Oh, in this palace?

Uh...

Well, when the smoke cleared,
I realized pretty quickly

that I was chasing after
the wrong things, you know.

I don't...

need to be published
in the big journals

or, uh,

taught in high school
biology classes

although that would
be pretty cool, but...

No. Uh...

The joy's always been
in the discovery.

So...

Guess sometimes the mistakes
we make stay with us.

What I wouldn't give for you
to Google my name, and it'd just say...

"Sorry, your query
got back no results."

Hmm.

Well, look at that

it's three things
we have in common.

Oh.

What? What do you mean?

Speaking of Avery Sunderland...

Um...

He and his wife
had a daughter...

Shawna.

And, um...

Growing up, we were...
We were best friends.

She was like my sister.
The Sunderlands were...

They were, uh...

They were like parents to me.

And two days
before we graduated

I, um...

Right. Let's grab that.

No...

Sorry. I mean, two nights
before you graduated...

What?

I killed her.

Let's check that result.

- Oh yeah.
- Let's get those results.

Shit.

What?

This stuff in the box,
it's a biological accelerant.

It's like the stuff
we pulled from the swamp.

Like, it's times...

A lot.

So, someone's dumping it here?

Okay. Pull some samples
I can take back to the hospital.

What, you think that could help?

I mean, I think if this is
what's turning our pathogen

into what's making people sick

maybe there's a way
we can slow the infection.

Susie and the others
aren't going to wait.

All right.

All the samples are here.

And you'll know what you need
better than I do.

So, I'm gonna...

- Where are you going?
- The laptop that we found on the boat

this thing is showing
these GPS locations

and I'm thinking

that they're markings where
other accelerant boxes have been dumped.

So...

I'm gonna fish 'em out
before other people get sick.

Good. Good. Yeah.
I'll see you at the hospital.

You okay?

Yeah.

Abby...

Why'd you Google me?

I'm sorry, but your query
got back no results.

That was pretty good.

Listen, I think
I may have something

that could help us
get a handle on this disease.

We could use anything you got.

This drug regimen slowed this thing,
but it hasn't stopped it.

What do you need from me?

I need access
to the hospital's lab

and time to go through
some new findings.

You bet. I'll get on it.

Thank you, Harlan.

Hello?

Can I help...

Alec!

Oh, my God.

Alec!

Alec!

Alec!