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Previously on Scorpion...

Meet my new trainee,
Tim Armstrong.

Hello.

There's nothing
more stunning than

seeing perfection
with a slight imperfection.

You're a lawyer.
Yes.

It's my card.

“Heywood Jahelpme.”

That's a unique middle name.

Um, actually it's pronounced

“Ja-help-me,” as in,

“Hey, would ya help me?”

Oh!
Okay, oh, yeah.

I'm sorry.

Not good at first dates.

It was not the worst date
that I've ever had.

All right, hey, um...

do you want
to come through?

Okay, sorry.

Excuse me.
Here, yeah, sorry.

Here's a good vantage point.

Oh, so excited.

Went to a movie opening once,
never a flower opening.

Oh, not just any flower,

the titan arum.

Never even heard
of this plant.

It's one of a million
incredible things

that I have learned
these past weeks

just from spending time
with you.

I'm really happy, Walter.

I am as well.

Botanical Gardens patrons,

the titan arum will be
blooming for the first time

in a decade in just a moment.

Photography is prohibited.

You want one?

No, thank you, I'm full

of fermented fish from dinner.

Oh, huh, me too.

I'm really getting
a taste for it.

Do you know the Indonesians
call it bunga bangkai?

So, bunga means flower
and bangkai means

cadaver.

Why do they name it that?

Well, 'cause that's what
it smells like when it opens.

Oh, it's blooming.

Oh, God...

I know, isn't it
truly amazing?

Oh.

Linda?

You took her to see
the corpse flower?

She loved it...

like she loved the carbon
dating lecture series,

the Griffith Observatory
exhibit...

Oh! And the Combustion
Motors Pavilion

at the Science Center.

Those aren't dates;
those are field trips.

Look, pal,

I've been suspicious
of something for a while now,

and your date confirms my fear.

Linda ain't into you.

Wrong.

She's very much EQ for my IQ,

if you know what I'm saying.

I do, and gross...

but the fact is

she suffers
from Damsel Syndrome.

'Cause you risked
your life to save her,

so when she's with you

she experiences the same

dopamine and endorphin release

she had during
that intense experience.

S-s-she's hooked
on that physiological reaction.

It's one that will
eventually fade.

Well, she's the first non-genius
woman who actually likes

the things that I like;
she enjoys being with me...

She-she enjoys the chemical
reaction in her brain.

I-I-I take no pleasure

in telling you this, pal.

Look...

Paige has been spending
some time with Tim lately.

Uh-huh.
Your subconscious

sees this and wants you
to find your own companion.

It's blinding you to the truth.

Hey.

Good, you guys are here.

Hey.

Oh, Cabe doesn't like it

when people use
his travel mugs.

Oh, no, Tim-Tim
gave it to me.

Okay, should we go in?

Are you okay?

You look sick.

What, no, I'm just...

uh, anxious about Ralph.

Oh, okay.

I insisted Ralph
work only on my laptop

in class because
I doubted that

a child could
do all the work

on his own
without any help.

I wanted to
observe him closely.

My concerns were founded.

He failed the assignment.

I'm gonna knock this guy out.

So, you had him use
your computer,

so there's no real way to prove

that Ralph created
the code in question?!

Yes, that's my point.

No, no, no, wait, uh...

I meant...

his, um...

he's turning...
Your Honor, can I start over?

I hope he's working
on contingency.

Mr. Morris,

do you have any more
questions at this time?

I'm not sure.

This is not going how I'd hoped.

Request for re-direct,
Your Honor?

Go ahead.

This is harder than it is on TV.

Professor, can you tell us
what these are?

Coding's like writing a novel.

Don't want to lose chapters
to a computer glitch,

so I back up my work.

The printout proves
I've been scripting

that code for six months.

I didn't just
recently steal it.

Ralph's code was just
a rudimentary project.

He just messed up.

If I can get those records,

I can beat this guy.

I've seen enough.

I'm ready to rule.

You have to stop him, Heywood.

But he's picking up the hammer.
Think of something.

Your Honor, uh, we've not seen
the back up documents ever.

That's because you
never requested them.

You only asked
for a copy of the code,

not the work product
that went into making the code.

Yes...

but that's because I forgot.

Your Honor,

you can't rule at this
moment because, uh...

Mm, uh...

My client has

major mental issues.

Talk about projection.

Make your point, Mr. Morris.

As stated in the affidavits,
my client is a genius,

and high intelligence
can be a detriment,

and you allowed a minor
with unique challenges

to testify before we could
give him a competency hearing.

You're challenging the
competency of your own client?

You're just trying to buy time.

Your Honor, if you rule now,

you leave your decision
open for appeal...

or, you could let me
have him evaluated.

Fine, you have until 2:00 p.m.

All right.

Won a motion.

Tell me again what
you're looking for

in these boxes of paperwork.

Sometimes I'd leave
numerical clues in my code

to remember where
I had to go back

to clean things up.

It's called bookmarking.

It's called, “I'm lost.”

I'm gonna go

read case files,
see if I can

find anything
to help us.

Anybody know if there's
a law library in town?

I'll find it.

Yeah, uh, I'm lost, too.

How does bookmarking help?

I used numbers easy for me
to spot, like my birthday.

So if I find them,
I can prove I did the work.

You're a genius;
don't you remember

where you left them?

There's 25 million
lines of code.

Could've memorized
the locations if I wanted to,

but I didn't think it
was relevant at the time.

Okay, I'm gonna grab
the others and we'll start

searching where you scripted

the sine curves
of the sound waves.

No, I used
counter-propagating

surface acoustic waves;

sent them across
the piezoelectric substrate.

Wait, how-how does that work?

So, I can
change data flow

by changing sound pitch.

I'm not sure how
that would play out.

It's simple data transfer.

Right, on-on the crest
or the trough of the wave?

You're right.

You should work
on the sine curves.

Ralph, I don't need you

to tell me
what to work on.

Okay? We'll focus

on the acoustic waves.

Now we don't have much time,

so let's just get to it.

What the hell is wrong with you?

You snapped at him.

I didn't snap.
No, he was overexplaining

and we're on a clock.

He was helping you
with something that you

clearly didn't understand,
and you barked at him.

I did not.
He doesn't even...

Feel things?

Yes, he does, Walter.

He is like you,
but not exactly like you.

You owe him an apology,
and the next time you talk

to him like that,
I am out of here.

Hey, Walt.

Hmm?

Who peed in your punch?

What?

Nobody.

Then gather up the gang.

Tim's coming in

with Agent Cook
from the Department of Defense.

He has top clearance

and these guys
don't mess around.

Fort Knox is a U.S. Army base.

The famous gold depository
located there

is controlled completely
by the Treasury.

They also have authority over

not only
our nation's gold supply,

but artifacts
from our history such as

the Bill of Rights and
Declaration of Independence.

Those are displayed

in the National Archive
Museum in D.C.

Documents that look like them
are displayed in D.C.

The real McCoys

need to be protected.

Knox also houses
historic valuables

belonging to foreign
governments for safekeeping

because the facility is,
without question,

the most secure on earth.

I'm sensing

a big “but” coming.

Big butt.

Well, recently,

the Treasury privatized
Depository security

by hiring Steelson Security,

it's a Blackwater-like firm.

The DOD feels this compromises

our nation's treasures
and reserves.

We feel we should protect
the Depository

and we want to prove it
to the president.

Okay...

provide aerial
photos of the base,

breakdown of the private
security company's operational

logistic, we'll analyze...

No, I can't use theories.

I need proof...

and the only way to prove

Fort Knox isn't secure...

is to break in.

Crazy-man-says-what-now?

The White House
doesn't want to order

a security change
without hard evidence

of vulnerability.

Because if they do,

and Knox is cracked
at a later date,

the administration
has egg on its face.

Exactly.

Proof of successful breach

will be the removal of
a 300-year-old Prussian scepter

held by the U.S. due
to an ownership dispute

between Germany and Poland.

One of a kind,

covered in flawless diamonds,
and can't be forged.

You retrieve it,
we know we have to change

the way our assets
are protected.

But no one can know
that we're coming in

or the endeavor
is inherently flawed.

Which means real guards...

With real guns...

Will try to stop us.
Yes...

and the job is completely
off the books,

which means if you're caught,
the DOD and the White House

will deny any knowledge
of this mission...

and even if you
get past the guards,

all the way to
the subterranean vault,

it's rigged to
expel knockout gas

at the first sign
of tampering,

and who knows what traps
lay beyond that door.

Yeah, I've seen
this movie before.

Hey, Stallone, go see if
that prison is secure.

What?
You're trapped now?

That's a bummer.

Sorry, pal, off the books
is off the table.

All right but
off the books means

off the ledger,

as in tax-free.

All right.

$1 million cash.

Compliments of your president
and a grateful nation.

Do you mind if I smell that?

You know what,

i-it is very tempting,

but there are
too many variables...

and we're not lab rats.

Put us in a cage and see
if the trap springs?

No, thank you.

Yeah, Walter's right.

These guys, they don't
do Mission: Impossible.

I mean, the mechanical
obstacles they would face

in the vault alone
are too daunting.

Easy...

Prom King.

I can figure out any safe.
Doubtful.

Plus, we're talking
about highly-trained

private mercenaries.

They don't just
get outsmarted.

I have yet to meet a person
that I can't read

or outsmart.

You got a little coffee stain

on your shirt.
Oh, see?

Outsmarted.

Okay, but Fort Knox
is run by state-of-the-art

software that
can't be cracked.

Thank you.

Appreciate the insight,

Tim, but, uh...

we can handle
the physical structure,

the guards, the software

and anything else
that's thrown at us...

oh, but...

Ralph needs our help.

I can help him, and I can
provide support from the garage.

I'll be with Ralph
for the hearing.

This could work.

You okay with this?

I don't like backing down

on something just
'cause it's difficult.

I don't like backing down from

a million dollars.
Think about this, Walt.

I thought I was the one

who manipulated their egos.

Knox is an integral
national interest,

and Homeland needs
Scorpion to take this case...

...and I may have
picked up a few things

on how to handle these guys
from watching you.

Learn from
the best, right?

All right,
let's break into Fort Knox.

I'd say we could
hack the security,

but I assume Knox is air-gapped.

Yes.

System's completely
off-line.

Great, so that means
there's no information

transmitted into
or out of the Depository.

But you know what is transferred
in and off the base: water.

There are pipes
bringing water in and out.

Standard plumbing pipes
aren't big enough

for humans to fit through.

No duh, but they are
small enough to easily clog.

I can modify a toy submarine
with a GPS tracker.

Drop it into
the municipal system.

Sly controls it
from the garage.

Knox's blueprints
are top secret,

but the municipal water
schematics are easily hacked.

I can guide the sub
underneath the Depository.

Toy's not big enough
to cause a clog.

It is if it's carrying
the right cargo.

Happy, what're you thinking?
Polyurethane foam.

Sly pops open the hatch,

when polyurethane reacts
with water it expands,

causing a heck
of a spill upstairs.

They'll report the problem
to Base Maintenance.

We hack their phone system so

all calls come to us.
Maintenance.

Sure thing, I'll send

a plumbing crew up
to you right away.

Okay, so they
pretend to be plumbers

but how do they get on the base?

Tim and I can help
out with that.

We set up a meeting

with the base commander
through Homeland

under the guise of
discussing theoretical threats

against national institutions
like Knox.

We're here to see
Colonel Fontenot.

We exit the trunk in character.

Army plumbers ready
to lend a hand.

Thanks for getting here so fast.

It's a real mess in there.

No worries.

We deal with a lot
of messy situations.

Once in the Depository,
you get the scepter and meet me

at a rendezvous point
in the woods on the base.

DOD runs Army bases

so I can get on the grounds
as a matter of course.

But how do they get
into the vault?

Simple, we use their own
security system against them.

You know, I'm not telling
you how to do your job

but those don't look
like water pipes.

They look like conduit.

If you look at the spigot hole
there's condensation.

Hmm, look at that?

Maybe they do have
knockout gas in this place.

Happy, hit it.

Then I re-route

the gas that was meant

for the vault door
so it disperses

through the vent system.

Knockout gas
gives us 30 minutes

to get into the vault,
crack it,

grab the scepter and exit.

Tim and I finish up
our chat with the Colonel,

wait for you by the car.

Well, we've taken up enough
of your time, Colonel.

Just know that Homeland's here
to help you any way we can.

Well, I've got
the base covered,

don't know much
about the Depository

since Steelson took over.

Only change is they put
a fully armed and equipped guard

down at the vault entrance

instead of just at the
elevators leading to it.

You don't say.

Walter,
did you copy that?

There's more than gas
guarding the basement vault.

There's a guard, Walter!

Yes, we are aware.

Not good.

♪ Scorpion 2x22 ♪
Hard Knox
Original Air Date on April 11, 2016

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man

All of you, up against the wall!

Would you believe
that we're the plumbers

who've come to fix the sink?

I guess not.

I think he just hit Toby.

Don't wise-mouth the guy.

Do what he says.

Against the wall now!

Okay, okay.

This is Pike.

Anyone awake up there?

Anyone copy?

Repeat, do you copy?

Nice try.

My mask has night vision.

That's what we're
counting on, flashlights.

What is going on?

They ambushed him.

I think we got him h-here.

Turn the lights on.

I cannot hold him

with your posterior in my face!

Well, I'm aiming
his gun away from us.

Happy, pull his mask off.

What have you
been eating?!

Okay.
Good, good.

He's gone night-night.

Okay...

we have less than half an hour

but that should be
more than enough.

Here, guys, you can stay
on the comms with us,

but I think we're okay.

Okay.

In the meantime,
let's get to work helping

Ralph win this case.

Yeah.

Okay, the air is clean
enough to breathe now.

Let's get going
with the seismograph.

Happy, how long
is it gonna take?

Not long if you
don't distract me.

You didn't tell her
you were out on a case?

Hmm? Yeah, I did.

And yet the damsel
still calls?

Wow, she's jonesing bad.

She does not have
Damsel Syndrome.

She likes me for me.

I am trying to pick up
microscopic tremors

caused by the lock pins
when I hit the right number.

I need quiet,
so both you damsels shut it.

What the heck was that?

It's artillery practice
at the base firing range.

We hear it, too.

The vibrations are
screwing up my readings.

I can't do my job with them
blasting away up there.

Sly, can you
help us out here?

Already in the base's system.

I thought they
were air-gapped.

Fort Knox Depository is,

but the rest of the base
is online and vulnerable

to my skills.

Yahtzee!

Okay, according to
their testing schedule,

they are setting off a new
automated mortar launcher.

It's gonna be going on
for another hour.

You don't have that long.

And I've only got two

of the four
combination numbers.

Try guessing the last two.

There's 100 numbers on the dial,
two numbers left--

that's 10,000 possibilities.

We have to stop
the shelling.

Cabe, I need you
to make a pit stop

and, uh, you're not
gonna like it.

Oh, boy.

Short.

Adjust 2 mills
and fire when ready.

Wait.

What in the...

Hold your fire--
there's someone on the range.

Hold fire!

Here we go.

There are soldiers running
at us with rifles.

Yup.

Hide your comms.

Get your badge out.

We've got some
explaining to do.

Problem, Officer?

Got it!

There's a lot of
rooms to search.

Okay, okay,
we'll narrow it down.

So, we'll take the year
that Fort Knox was built

and how much gold historians
say was stored here,

then divide it by how many bars
fit into each cell,

and then consider the year
the scepter was brought

to the vault so...

Or we could just
check the manifest.

It was hanging right
here on the wall.

Scepter's in cell eight.

Heywood.

Wh.. there you are, hey.

Where's Ralph?

Still searching
documents with Sly.

You have to buy more time.

The judge hates me already.

If I buy more time,
he's gonna find me in contempt.

Well, you'll figure
something out.

You're a good lawyer.

Were you not in court
this morning?

I'm a terrible lawyer.

That's not true.

Y-you care about your clients,

that's more than most lawyers.

Ask yourself:

why are you an attorney instead
of anything else in the world?

I know there's
an important reason.

Uh... w-when I was a kid
our oil burner broke.

Our house was freezing.

The guys my mother
hired to fix it

just made it worse,

so, she took them
to small claims court.

$380 bucks,

but it was all we had,

and, uh, she won.

So...

our house was warm once again.

I guess-I guess that's why

I want to protect
the little guy, too.

Well, you don't get
more little than Ralph.

Go make your mom proud, okay?

I will.

Bailiff, take Mr. Morris into
custody for contempt of court.

I asked for an expert
What?!

to testify to your client's competency
PAIGE: Oh, God.

and you give me
a story about a doctor

being stuck in Fort Knox!

You did great;
you got Ralph more time.

I can't go to County.

I lost a bunch of cases
for guys in there.

We need Toby to testify!

You got to get Toby
back in here!

Are you sure it's
on a pressure plate?

See how the
interior ridge

is just above
the outer frame?

Well, that's
'cause the springs

are compressed
by the weight of the scepter.

Okay...

we lift it,
something bad happens.

Who built this place,
a Bond villain?

We can do it.

Really?
What makes you think

you can handle
a switcheroo

Indiana Jones couldn't pull off?

A giant boulder
almost crushed him.

Who's Indiana Jones?

A state senator?

I am a mechanic.

I spend my life eyeballing
weights and measures.

Sly, you got eyes
on the scepter?

Already calculating its weight.

The volume of a cylinder

is pi-r-squared times height.

The spherical top is
four-thirds pi-r-cubed.

The weight of gold
is a constant, and, uh,

I'm gonna have to
guestimate on the jewels

but I'm gonna be close...

six pounds, four ounces.

Okay, that should do it.

You sure?

I know tools.

They'll match the weight

within a fraction of an ounce.

Okay, on three.

One...

Two...

Three!

Take that, Fort Knox.

It's more like Fort Not..

Gonna Stop Us
'Cause We're Geniuses...

That's a problem.

What's going on?

Please, don't be a boulder.

All right, that-that
is worse than a boulder.

They must be feeding a pipe
from a storage tank

that is just
enough water

to fill the room and kill us.

I guess this is one
of the unknown traps

that Cook
warned us about!

Okay, how did we
trip this thing?

Our calculations were perfect!

There's not enough time!

Here, here! Come here!

The water's filling.

Come help me with the door.

There's a water trap in there?

Guys, that room
is incredibly small.

How fast is the water entering?

Fast enough!

This thing isn't budging.

We can't get
out this way.

We've got to
find something

to stop up the hole.

No, let the water in!

With the door straining

against the pressure
of a room full of water

it'll be vulnerable.

He's right!

It's Archimedes'
Law of the Lever.

If the distance
from the fulcrum

to where the input force
is applied is greater than

the distance
from the fulcrum

to where the output
force is applied,

then the lever amplifies
the input force.

You're saying we need a crowbar?

Yes, exactly! Start looking!

Would He-Man's
sword work?

These wavy patterns indicate

Damascus steel,
some of the toughest

in history.

Okay, okay,
let's pull together.

This thing isn't budging.

If anyone notices
the water getting warmer,

it's just 'cause
I'm scared.

Come on, guys,
you can do this.

Okay.

On my count!

We take one last breath...
Okay.

...and then we give
it everything we got! Okay?

Everyone okay?

Good. Happy?

Never better.

Okay, the door's compromised.

Now we can open it
and beat it.

Good, 'cause the guards
here might be passed out

but no way an alarm
wasn't tripped

to Steelson headquarters.

There's gonna be men
here any minute.

I know I had
the weight right.

Mistakes happen,
even to super geniuses.

Not this one. This doesn't feel
like six pounds.

It's light.

Well, they don't make scepters
like they used to.

Guys...

we've got a problem.

Not as big as this one!

Now they can't get in.

And we can't get out.

Even if they get the combo
from their superiors,

the gears will be jammed.
That should slow them down.

Good, let's go.

Now let's focus
on that vial,

AKA the real reason Cook sent us
in here and let me point out,

it was I who referenced
the Stallone film

where the heroes
get screwed.

Does everyone
remember that?

It's like a dust,
like a powder.

Yeah, it's silvery,

it's-it's gray
with a shimmer.

Whoever hid this
chose gold.

Gold's good at
shielding radiation.

I think I'm holding polonium.

Put that down.

That's what killed the MI6 agent

that defected from the KGB.

Walt, this stuff is crazy toxic.

One gram can kill
ten million people.

Okay...

we're safe as long as
we don't ingest it.

There's got to be
half a pound here.

That could wipe out

a quarter of
the world's population.

Imagine this dispersed from
a crop duster in the Midwest,

from the top of a skyscraper
in Beijing.

Agent Cook would only
keep this from us

if he had bad plans
for this vial.

Sly, I need you
to look into Cook.

Talk to Cabe, see if he can give
you any background on the guy.

I've been trying
to get in touch with him

but his comms aren't in.

Okay.

Everything checks out
with the Colonel.

Yeah...

really embarrassed by all this.

We, uh...

just took a wrong turn
on an access road,

wound up out here instead
of heading toward the exit.

Yes, sir.

Well, now you need
to find that exit

because you've delayed
our training.

Understood.

Let's get out of here.

Cabe, where are you?

All right, I'm here.

Are we almost wrapped up?

Well, we hit a speed bump.

We're not getting
through it.

If we follow the pipe
to the reservoir tank

we might get out of here.

It's only a matter of time
before Steelson

cuts through
that vault door.

That's it.

We cut through the bars.

You have a standard pipe
cutter in the tool box.

It's not getting through steel.
It will with a

diamond blade.

I go four blocks

to the courthouse and

all hell breaks loose.

Apparently, but I can't
discuss it right now

because I am gathering
info on Cook.

Walter, you guys
close to breaking out?

Getting there.

So are they.

They're cutting
through pretty quick.

Paige, we'll be in
the pipe in moments.

We're okay,
we got this.

All right, well, keep us posted.

Got it.

Toby, get down here!

We're leaving!

Come on!

Walter, we're almost
at the rendezvous.

What's your 20?

For the second
time today,

very close to
Toby's backside.

Could be as toxic
as the polonium.

About that, I can't look
into Cook because

I don't know
who his friends are

and I don't want to tip him off

that we found
his hidden treasure.

Voices are starting to echo.

Means there's
an open chamber.

Okay.

This is where
the water came from.

Must be a hatch they use
to fill the tank, right?

It's just a valve.

Judging from the size of it,

I'm guessing they fill
this thing with a hose

connected to a tanker truck.
Oh, great.

So we crawled
into a dead end.

This tank is
buried underground.

They're almost in.

Well, at least we're
already six feet under.

It saves time with the burying.

From the distance and angle

at which we crawled

I would estimate more like
three feet underground.

Oh, thanks for clearing that up.

I wouldn't want
my last words on earth

to be a meaningless
mathematical error.

It's not meaningless.
It's meaningful.

That three feet makes all
the difference in the world.

Cabe?

How far are you from
the artillery range?

I need you to commandeer
a mortar launcher.

What?!

That's a no-go, son.

I'm already off the base,
and I'm glad I am

because you've lost your mind.

Actually, being on the base
doesn't matter.

At the artillery field, I got
a good look at their equipment.

Some of those launchers,

they're automated.

That makes them potentially
vulnerable to hackers.

When it comes to hacking,
there's no “potentially”

with us.

What do you need
this weapon for?

To blow a hole in this tank.

That's funny.
For a second,

I thought he was suggesting
they drop a bomb on us.

Standard mortar round,
three feet of dirt,

half inch steel tank...
it might work.

Might kill us.

Okay, I'm in.

I have control of one
of the mortar launchers.

The guards are in the vault now.

They'll be on us in any minute.

Sly, we crawled about 60 feet

at a seven degree incline

from the vault room, so...

Check a map and
estimate the coordinates

and fire that mortar.

Okay...

but I'm not gonna
be exact on this.

This is not something
you want to estimate.

This is not something
you estimate!

I can hear the guards
entering the pipe.

Launch the mortar now.

Okay.

Here goes nothing.

Incoming.

He launched it,
let's get in the pipe.

Is that Linda?

You kidding me?
Um...

Walter, can you hear me?!

Speak up, son.

You're making us
nervous over here.

We're okay.

Oh!

Oh, thank God.

These guys are insane.

These guys are gonna
give me a heart attack.

Oh, it's my shadow.

Six more weeks of winter.

Forget six weeks of winter.

If we don't hurry
it'll be 20 to life

in prison!

Come on, let's go!

Freeze!

Walter, I found
something on Cook.

I'm sending it
to your phone.

Little busy now, Sly!

Walter...

you need to see this.

Download us...!

bullet points!

I hacked his intelligence
service record.

27 years ago, Cook was a secret
U.S. operative in East Germany.

One of his contacts
included a man in a WMD program

in East Germany,
and his specialty

was radioactive weaponry.

When the wall came down,
he hid his radioactive material

in the scepter figuring
what could be safer.

And when Poland claimed
the piece was originally theirs,

then the scepter
and its contents made its way

to Fort Knox.

Polonium is incredibly rare
in nature.

You can't get your hands
on this stuff.

Black market must be huge.

So Cook saw
an opportunity

in the security
change at Knox,

and he jumped at it.

Okay.

I think we lost them
but not for long.

All right,
let's get our bearings.

Oh, man, that's Cook.

That's a problem.

Uh, he's gonna want this
weapon of mass destruction.

What do we do?

I have a plan.

What the hell

did you guys do back there?

The whole place
is lit up.

Did you get the scepter?

We did.

Happy, give it to him.

Good work, Scorpion.

Your country thanks you
for a job well done.

Now I'd get lost if I were you.

W-wait, uh...

you forgot a diamond.

It's a little smudged,

'cause, uh, we used it
to cut through steel.

Oh.

Okay.

You guys just let

a man go with enough
radioactive material

to take out a continent.

I hope you know
what you're doing.

Me, too.

Guys, listen up,

So, Toby, I need two pinecones

and, Happy, I need gunpowder.

These are the biggest
pinecones I could find

with sap on them.

Should be sticky enough
to hold the gun powder.

How many bullets
did Tim give you?

Six, more than enough.

Do you see Tim and Cabe?

No, they're well hidden.

This is dumb.

The idea of breaking back
into Knox is crazy enough

but waiting here
in the hopes we can take out

those guards on our tail
is wishful thinking.

If we run into the woods now
and get caught, it's over.

It's worth the wait.
Anyway, shut up, they're here.

It's running.

Maybe this was
their getaway car,

but they couldn't find it
in the woods.

I'm calling it in.

Sorry, thought
I could park here.

Better than knockout gas.

Woods are clear. Get moving.

Copy that.

MP's are on the way

to investigate the vault.

Remain on high alert.

Yes, sir.

Okay, give me the lighter.

This plan is nuts.

Actually, the plan is seeds.

When the seeds heat up
they will pop like gunfire.

Trust me.

How can I trust someone

who just made
a nuts and seeds pun?

Okay.

Hold that.

Gunfire at 10:00!

Multiple shooters!
Spread out!

Fan out!

Here's your hall pass.

Don't let the
principal catch you.

I swear I had it.

Look...

I'm DOD.

Private Davis,
Main Gate.

He's here with me now.

Understood.

So, it's squared away?

Agent Cook, you're under arrest.

Hands on the wheel.
Hold on!

This is a mistake!
Hands on the wheel!

Your ID's been found...

in the vault.

Sir...

Those bastards.

Ms. Dineen,

have you had your son

evaluated for competency?

Yes, Your Honor.

Dr. Curtis here
has a full report.

Hep.

Mr. Curtis, are you
a real doctor?

Harvard Medical School
with a Masters in...

Hep. Is the kid competent?

Absolutely.

A fact I was well

aware of from the outset.

Where is his counsel?

I'm right here,
Your Honor.

Since I was incarcerated,
I didn't have

a chance to confer
with my client.

Ten seconds, then get to it.

Will I seem like
a prepared lawyer

or an ill-prepared lawyer?

Prepared.

Sweet.

Ralph, you had the opportunity
to review the work product

that your professor
claims is his own.

I did.

Tell me what you uncovered.

I work on and revise
many aspects of the code

at the same time,
so to keep from getting lost

I use bookmarks,
specific dates.

Ralph, can you point out
these placeholders?

Objection, Your Honor.

My client uses
bookmarks as well.

There's no way to prove
anything in there came

from this child.
I can prove it.

Overruled.

Go ahead.

I use dates that
are important to me.

The first here is my birthday,
12-11-2005,

important because
I enjoy my life.

Birth certificate,
stamped and certified,

like it totally should be.

Directly under it,

4-13-1986,

my mom's birthday.

Important because
her mothering instincts

are superlative.

Her license.

Really on my game today.

And on that page,

9-22-2014,

the day I first met
Walter O'Brien.

That's important because

it's the day I realized
I wasn't alone.

He taught me there
were others like me

who cared about me.

Um...

I can verify
that date with, uh,

an invoice from the owner
of Nemos Diner

where I was fixing a router
and when I first met Ms. Dineen

and her amazing son, Ralph.

I didn't ask.

Okay, it's just, uh...

...it was a very important day
in my life, too.

I'm gonna quit while I'm ahead.

Defense, any cross?

We have nothing
at this time.

Then I have a ruling.

Your client should be
ashamed of himself.

I rule in favor of Plaintiff.

He hit the little hammer
in my favor.

It's the first time ever.

I'm a winner!

Yeah!

I keep thinking
the judge is gonna call

and reverse the decision,

but it's not legal.

I checked.

You did an amazing job.

Oh, thanks.

You have a really fantastic
group of people here.

Supportive... forgiving.

Um, and I just wanted
to thank you for...

for helping me
believe in myself.

You should.

You're... a really good lawyer.

Thank you.

Oh, it's my mom.

Yeah, hi, Mom. Yeah, I won.

Uh-huh, yeah,
I can't believe it either.

Hey, buddy.

It means a lot to me

that you put the day that
we first met in your code.

I'm sorry for being curt
with you before.

It's okay.

No, it's not.

I, um...

it won't happen again.

I do, though, believe

in what I said.

Okay?

I couldn't understand

the details
in your incredibly complex code.

I used to think
that I-I had

the fourth highest
IQ in the world,

but now I realized that you have
dropped me down to number five.

That's what got you upset?

No.

No, what upset me is that
you were willing to slow down

for me to-to let me
go down the wrong road,

when that would've hindered you,

because I couldn't
grasp your work.

Never hobble your intelligence
for anyone...

because if you do that
in this garage,

imagine what you'll
have to do out there...

for humans.

The world needs
to catch up to you...

because if-if it can,
just a little,

imagine what a...

a beautiful place it could be.

Hey, Walter.

You have a visitor.

Oh, hey...

Linda...

Um, thanks for meeting me here.

You... are you ready?

Looks like a fun party.

We can stay.

You can finish
your plate.

Oh, yes, the, uh,
the jalapeno poppers.

They're... actually,
the capsaicin in the jalapeno

has many health benefits.

Cool, I'll give one a shot.

Oh, no, no, no!

There's corn in the batter, yeah.
Oh.

Ooh!

Yeah, uh, I-I remember
on our first date

you said you were allergic, right?
Oh.

Yeah, you think
I would know that.

Yeah.

Uh, actually,
I did know that.

But you were gonna
eat it anyway?

Guess you make me adventurous.

Linda, may I ask you a question?

Of course.

Do you really like me?

Or does being around me

remind you of a sense memory
when you were saved,

and that's what you,
uh, really like?

Is... because I-I think
it's the latter.

That's crazy.
Is it?

Is, um...

do you really like
fermented fish and-and,

uh, smelly flowers?

D-Do you like a guy who likes
those-those kind of things?

Wow.

I'm not sure.

Uh...

it would explain how

I sat through that documentary
on African bee migration.

Well, that's, uh, it's-it's okay
that you don't really like me.

But...

what you're doing for me

right now makes me...

like you.

Just not in-in that kind of way.

It's okay, it's okay.

I understand.

Uh...

still friends?

Always friends.

Oh, yeah.

Um...

good-bye, smarty-pants.

Hey.
Hi.

I just wanted to say bye.

I'm getting on a plane
going to Seattle,

uh, see a specialist
about my back,

hopefully get cleared for duty.

Oh.

I hope that works out for you.

Me, too. Um,

regardless, I was thinking
when I got back,

maybe you and I could
get a meal together...

at a restaurant--

a real restaurant,
not Kovelsky's.

Oh, like a...

date?
Date, yes.

Only if you'd like.

Yeah, I would love to.

Great.

Would you look at them?
He's dealing with her,

she's dealing with him,
and they should be

dealing with each other.
They're morons.

That's never gonna be us--
we keep it easy, right?

Whoa.
Oh, oh...

King Klutz over here, I'm sorry.

Okay, Doc, I'll live.

I'm grab us some, uh,
guac and chips.

Make sure you
get it right.

With this stain,
I can extrapolate

her ring size
in five minutes.

Just keeping it easy.

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