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How long as he been like this?

Found him when we came in.

“How to Get Your Point Across
in 30 Seconds Or Less.”

Well, guess he was up all night
prepping for that debate.

He's pushing himself so hard.

I feel like it's my fault.

It is.

Why don't you get Patel
to quit so that Sly

can win alderman by default?

Oh, you don't know my boss.

Patel is as competitive
as they come.

I'll tell Mr. Weiner!

I don't want to know
what he was dreaming about.

Sly, you okay?

Uh, no, I-I was dreaming

that it was the debate,
but jocks from my middle school

were snapping
their towels at me.

I hate to ask, but Mr. Weiner?

My middle school gym teacher.

Thank God.

Sly, you got
to pull it together there

or this debate

is gonna be a bloodbath.

He's not kidding.

If Patel senses weakness,
he will pounce.

Oh, speaking of which, if I'm
late for work he'll pounce, too.

Thanks for breakfast.

Sylvester, good luck.

All right.

Let's wake you up,
get some tea in you.

In my dream, my boxers
were made of pimento loaf.

What does that mean?

That you're messed up.

Pimento loaf.

Morning!

Post-lunch dessert's on us.

Froyo-Ma? Walt was banned
from that place.

Not anymore, thanks to Paige.

She explained to me
how the clerk interpreted

his one loyalty-card punch
per purchase policy,

and despite him
being completely wrong...

Uh-tut-tut...

...I-I accepted

that reasonable people
could disagree,

so I apologized to
him for my behavior,

because saying sorry
is not a sign of weakness,

it is a sign of strength.

Walter apologizing
is a sign of the apocalypse.

But i-if it means
we get to eat froyo...

Uh-uh. For after lunch.

I got to stop leaving him
with you people.

I'm helping with his
President's Day assignment.

Getting him ready to cross
the Delaware, so to speak.

And we got to get ready
to cross the Valley.

We got a photo op
at the Encino Petting Zoo.

Petting zoo?
Lots of kids.

Kids love comics.

You go in there
and talk about keeping

the Warlock's Chest open,

parents like you,

you get votes.

I'm not going to
a petting zoo,

they have chickens.

And...?

And when I was in sixth grade,

we went to a petting zoo,
and the same jocks from my dream

locked me in
the chicken pen.

Beaks, talons, they're covered
in their own fecal matter;

it was terrifying.

I can still hear
Bucky Hanson laughing.

“Here is Sylvester, a
chicken afraid of chickens”"

Fear is irrational.

You're gonna scare yourself
out of this election.

You're scared of snakes.

I was scared of snakes, until I
reevaluated my position on them,

from a rational point of view,
and now my phobia is no more.

Self-improvement
is my new passion.

Speaking of which, I'm gonna...

I'm gonna call that waitress up
from Kovelsky's

who kept on pronouncing gyro
as “jyro,”

and apologize.

You've created a monster.

I'm gonna reread
the Lincoln/Douglas debates.

We're not done talking
about the petting zoo.

Got you mocha.

Does that work
for you?

Oh, I can't even
think about food.

I'm chock full of chia seeds.

I accidentally
ordered a fauxmelet,

a tofu omelet with chia seeds.

It was like somebody hocked up
a loogie on my plate.

How did you accidentally order
an omelet?

I don't want Allie to see me
wearing my reading glasses.

Why not?
You look cute in your glasses.

Grandpas look cute
in their glasses.

I'm a Marine, damn it.
It's just that...

She's 15 years younger than me.

Really?

See? We're like
one of those sitcom couples

where the woman's
too good-looking for the guy.

I don't want to be Ralph Kramden
to her Alice.

I don't get the reference.

God, I'm a dinosaur.

Stop it.

You're a darn
good-looking man

with a ton to offer.

Best tires have some
wear on them, right?

No. People prefer new tires.

Cabe Gallo.

Saved by the bell.

Oh, God.

You startled me.

I wanted to thank you
for the yogurt.

Also, I wanted to add...

I know exactly
what you're gonna say:

“You and Walter have been
spending lots of time together

and does that mean you're more
than just friends?”

We're not.

Actually, I wanted to say

that I think you're doing
a terrific job.

Getting 197 to apologize?

That is amazing work.

Thank you.
De Nada.

Now if you just hand over
one of those froyos...

Not till after lunch.

Gather up, brainiacs,
we got a case!

The Granse World
Seed Vault in Greenland,

built after the success of the
Svalbard Global Seed Vault.

It's an international
cooperative

of over thousands of
varieties of every crop

and plant you can imagine
from over a hundred countries.

It protects crop diversity
against catastrophes

like the great famine that
killed over a million Irish.

It ensures
the world has backup seeds

in case disease, parasites

or climate change destroys
agricultural output.

It also safeguards against
warfare-caused starvation.

But cooler than what's in
the vault is the facility.

Unmanned 360 days
a year,

it is a doomsday structure
built into a mountainside.

Has its own generators
and computerized sensors

to control motion,
temperature, humidity.

And that's the problem.

The whole system's
malfunctioned.

The vault's heat and humidity
have skyrocketed.

So the world's backup
food supply is in jeopardy.

Exactly.

The World Seed Trust
that monitors the vault

has been trying to
fix things remotely

from their control
center over in Finland,

but they can't navigate
the multinational sourced code.

So let me guess,
Scorpion does Greenland?

Uncle Sam has a jet on standby.

Ha!

It looks like
I'll miss the debate.

No, we'll be back in time.

And get your head on right;

I need you focused on work,
not the debate.

He's just nervous.

I'll keep an eye on him.

Well, if this facility

is as autonomous
as Happy says it is,

you, you're not gonna need
a behaviorist.

So how about
I man the fort

and I'll help Ralph
finish his project.

Translation:

you stay toasty
while we freeze our tails off.

Well,

if the snow-shoe fits...

Don't forget to pack
your long johns.

Well, now we know
why nobody ever comes out here.

We're in the middle of nowhere.

Oh, guys.

The card the feds gave us
doesn't work.

Lights off, power's out.

When the computer system
went haywire,

it must've drained
the generator.

I can use the battery
from the snowcat

to give the genny a jump,
once we open the doors.

There's a tangle
of jumper cables in the back.

Hey. Listen.

You keep your eyes focused only
on the snowcat, or otherwise...

You don't need to warn me about
getting lost in a blizzard.

Been there, done that.

Okay. So how do we get through
electronic doors without power?

We can brute force our way in.

We just need to use
Happy's pry bar.

Open Sesame.

Got the battery,
let's light this fuse.

Well, this isn't spooky at all.

What's with all the handcarts?

Inventory management robots.

They move those boxes
of seeds about the vault

even when no one is here.

Even more creepy.

Generator should be down here
somewhere.

We'll still have a few things

to clean up once you find it.

I've just tapped
into the vault's diagnostics,

and an electrical surge
must've knocked out a fuse

in the east wing breakroom.

We won't be able to get full
power back up until it's fixed.

We found the generator.

You were right
about the power surge.

And the generator's also fried.

I can get minimal emergency
backup power on,

but that's all we'll have
until I repair it.

Might take a bit.
I'll go find the breakroom.

I may not
be a genius,

but I can flip a breaker switch.

And I'll find the server room
to see what caused

the surge in the
first place.

But since it seems
you're almost done...

You don't want to wander
the dark tunnels alone?

I'd prefer not to.

Well, then...

let there be light.

Cooling system just kicked in.

Things should cool down now.

So much for this being
an antiseptic facility.

Well, this facility
self-purifies its air,

but the system's been down
for days, so the seeds

have decayed a bit, the vents
are just stirring up seed dust.

Speaking of stirring up,
I can only imagine

what kind of trouble is being
stirred up in the garage.

I worry about
his maturity level.

Don't. Ralph's very responsible.

I was talking about Toby.

Charge!

All right, now,
channel your inner G.W.

and send your troops over.

For one, there were no pirates
on the Delaware.

What Washington did
was illogical.

They were outnumbered,

terrible weather...

That's exactly why he did it.

He needed a bold move
that no one saw coming,

and he faced his fear, he took
action and he was victorious.

Like Walter beat
his fear of snakes?

Maybe, I don't know. What...

Why is that important to you?

I know he likes my mom.

And the logical thing
is to ask her out.

And the most common thing
to beat logic is fear,

so I figured he never asked her
out 'cause he was scared.

And you thought
if he conquered snakes,

he could conquer all fears.

Listen, it's... it is true
that fear can beat logic,

but... logic can also beat fear,

and, uh, I think both
your mom and Walter realized

that the most logical thing
for them

is just to be good friends.

I know. I get it. You, you want
Walter and your mom

to be more
than just friends, but...

Ralph, I don't think
it's gonna happen.

Look, I'm-I'm not trying
to poop on your parade here.

No. I, I get it.

Hey. Let's, um...

let's turn that frown
upside down.

You want to, uh, eat
everyone else's else's froyo?

Yeah.

Walter, I think I know
what started the surge.

Time.

Please clarify.

The server's operating system

is off by 51 seconds.

That's a second a day
since one second was added

to the Atomic world clock
on January 1.

But the programmers forgot
to account for the extra second,

so the vault's operating
system has been trying

to reconcile that with the
control room in Finland,

which has the correct time.

So, the facility's processor
worked faster and faster,

never able to catch up,
creating an electrical surge

that fried the generator
and blew a fuse.

So the whole place went dark

because the programmers forgot
to synchronize their watches?

Right! But if I can get

the operating system's clock
lined up with Finland's,

then I'll have this fixed.

Is anyone else getting
a weird vibe?

Like...

like we're not alone?

You're just scared of the dark.

Suck it up and get cracking,
'cause I just found the fuse box

and I want us back to L.A. ASAP
so we can do some debate prep.

Okay, it just feels like
there's eyes on me.

Sly,

just know everything's fine.

Listen to my calm voice,
fix the server's clock

and we'll be out of here soon.

You're right.

I'm rebooting the system now
to correct the time.

Should take 40 minutes.

Ah!

Guys?

Did blast doors
lock you in, too?

Yeah, I'm locked in, too.

Me, too.

And I'm kind of freaking out!

Relax.

The vault prioritizes
keeping seeds safe

so it must go into lockdown
when it's most vulnerable,

i.e. a reboot.

So the doors will open in 40
minutes when the reboot is done.

Everything is fine.

No.

No, everything is not fine.

Walter!

Help!

They're in here.
They're in here!

♪ Scorpion 3x17 ♪
Dirty Seeds, Done Dirt Cheap
Original Air Date on February 20, 2017

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Sylvester, do you copy?

What the hell's in there with
him? Get him out of there.

I can't. With the emergency
power back on,

the magnetic field is engaged,
I can't just force my way in.

These doors are sealed tight

until the reboot's
done in 40 minutes.

Listen to him,
he doesn't have 40 minutes!

Then the only way these doors
can go up is if Sly

manually disengages the locks
from the command console

- and we get full power up and running.
- Get me out of here!

To do that you need to
repair that generator

and then Cabe needs
to fix the breaker.

Easier said than done.

Damn thing's stuck tight.

I've never heard Sly
like this before.

We have to help him.

Okay, I'm gonna get
the closed circuit TV on now

so we can see him.

Hold on, hold on.

He's quiet now. Sly?

Are you okay? Can you hear me?

I'm here.

I was right, I am not alone.

What's going on?
Who's in there with you?

Not “who”...

but “what.”

It's chickens!

H-How did chickens
get in?

No, they didn't.

Sylvester,
how many chickens?

About 20 or so.

I'm in their coop.

He's cracked.
What's wrong with him?

I have no idea,
but I know who to ask.

Chickens?

Well, to steal Happy's line,
not good.

I am sending you
the security feed now

and linking your phone
to our comms.

Okay, well, those are
bona fide fear responses.

Sly, pal, I'm watching you on
the monitors right now,

and there are no chickens
in there with you.

They are all over!

The cameras must be broken
or something!

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm-I'm-I'm sorry,

I, uh, I see 'em now, Sly.

Hey, um, Paige?

Uh, call me back on
my cell right now

and conference in
Happy and Cabe.

What's wrong with Sylvester?

I don't know, buddy, but
whatever it is, it's serious.

Hey, guys.

I didn't want Sly to hear us.
Why?

What are we hiding from him?

The fact that he's in
the midst of a complete

psychotic break from reality.

Now, telling him
he's imagining those chickens

will just agitate him
and make things worse.

How did that happen?

It could be anything
from bacteria

in something you guys ate on
the flight to a brain tumor.

Now, let's first make sure
you guys are okay.

Do you feel any headaches,

or dizziness, or ocular flashes?

I'm fine.
No symptoms.

Nothing, I'm good.

No complaints here, except
my arthritis is acting up.

You don't have arthritis, Cabe.

Tell that to my hand, I've been
trying to flip this breaker

and it won't budge.

Joints are killing me.

Again, they shouldn't be,

because you don't have
arthritis.

Hey, Happy, what is that

yellow powder on your tool bag?

Seed dust.

Okay, now,
this-this could be an issue.

What kind of seeds?

Rye. Why is that important?

Because that is not seed dust,

that's seed fungus!

Claviceps purpurea,

commonly known as ergot.

Now, when the humidity
increased in the vault,

ergot spores were formed.

The vent turning on

spread the fungus.
Who breathed it in?

Walt and I are locked out
in the entrance, no vents here.

So only Sly,
Happy and Cabe.

Why?

What does it do to you?

Its neurotropic traits

cause hallucinations,
specifically affecting

the fear center in the brain.

In short, Cabe, Sly, and Happy
are going to experience

their deepest fears.

We're gonna do what?

Cabe Gallo does not hallucinate.

Okay, so they have
a living nightmare

and after a while
they wake up?

No, no, they are not nightmares,
they are false realities.

And they're so genuine that
people take dangerous actions

to end them.

In doing so,
they could hurt themselves

or others. Hey, Happy?

Listen to me.

Anything you might be starting
to feel is not real.

It's all in your head.

Sorry, I got to go.

The bell just rang.

What-What bell? No, no, no,
there's no bell. Happy?

Happy, there's no bell.

Good afternoon, children.

Good afternoon, Ms. Weldy.

So today, we have visitors.

Prospective parents
who are looking for

that very special child
to help them form a family.

So, best behavior.

They will be watching.

And that means

no wrenches, no ratchets.

A proper toy for a proper lady.

I'll be better this time,
Ms. Weldy.

Who the hell's Ms. Weldy?

Why does it matter?

Because if we're gonna
talk these guys down,

I need to know what
psychological baggage

the fungus is unpacking.

I'll hack public databases,
see if I can find a Ms. Weldy

connected to Happy in some way.

No, no ,no, no.

She's my fiancée. I'll do it.

You can't, your hands
are too full.

Look at Cabe.

No, Cabe!

Don't go full zombie on me, man!

Cabe, can you hear me?

Arthritis
acting up again, honey?

Huh?

Yeah.

It's killing me.

Still working the fuse box?

Yeah, I'm having
trouble with it.

That's 'cause you were
alive for so long

before electricity was invented.

It's still new to you.

What kind of
casserole is that?

Kale, flaxseed,
macrobiotic grains.

What should I expect
from a man whose

social security number is one?

I'm not hungry.

Let's curl up on the couch
and watch a movie.

We could watch Jurassic Park.

Might bring back
some memories for you.

But no movie for me.

A new club opened up
and I'm going dancing.

You wouldn't want to come,
would you?

Me, dancing?

No.

I-I-I can't...

I can't go dancing.

On account of my arthritis.

Cabe's brain's gone.

He's talking about
dancing and arthritis.

He's gonna wish the only thing

he has to worry about
is arthritis.

Sly's symptoms started first,
so I'm keeping an eye on him

and he's getting a little
unsure of foot.

What does that mean?

It means they're in
trouble and we're on the clock.

Look, if ergot exposure
was extensive--

and now it appears it was--

it constricts blood vessels,
especially in the brain.

If vessels are constricted,
it means less blood flow;

less blood flow means less
oxygen; less oxygen means...

Coma.

You think they could all
fall into a coma and die?

No, I am saying they will fall
into a coma and die

in the next 30 minutes if we
don't get them out of there.

As we speak, they are
all still inhaling fungus

because I am sure that vent
sent out microscopic molecules

all over the place.

So we have to move fast

before exposure
reaches critical mass.

The only way to open
the doors is if Sly uses

the manual override from
the command console,

Happy fixes the generator
and Cabe repairs the fuse.

And none of them can do that

when they're out of their minds.

So we put them into their minds.

We talk 'em lucid so they
can finish their tasks.

Okay ,um, I'll take Happy
'cause I know her best.

Cabe trusts Walter.

And Paige is left with Sly.

From what I can see, you got
your work cut out for you.

Hey, hey, hey.

Get away from me,
you foul fowl.

Oh, boy.

Sly, you need to move across
the room to the command console.

You need to
pull the door release.

Back away, hens.

I will deep-fry the lot of you.

Sly, if you don't listen
to my instructions

you are going to die.

Avian flu.

Encephalitis virus.

Salmonella.

Poop.

Poop everywhere.

Sly, don't go under that desk.

I will be safe under here.
Sly, I said

don't go under that desk!

Now I am protected.

Sly, just pull the lever!

They can't to get me in here.

I am never leaving this spot.

How do I get Sly

to pull a lever if
he can't even hear me?

I'm having the same
problem with Cabe.

He's in a complete
other world.

Cabe? Respond to your name.

Cabe Gallo?

Cabe Gallo.

Cabe Gallo!

Welcome to the show.

It is time to play...

Older than dirt!

Whoo!

Today's contestant
is so old,

he got a special thanks in the Bible.

His birthday candles
caused global warming.

And if he were to act his age,
well, he'd drop dead right here.

Say hello to Cabe Gallo!

Don't I know you?

I don't know. Do you?

It's your hallucination,
brother.

Let's play, shall we?
First question:

which of the following things
would Allie be shocked to learn

didn't exist when Cabe was born?

Was it manned spaced travel,

portable calculators,

or tape cassettes?

I don't want to play this game.

Oh, so close.

The answer is
all of these.

All of these things
didn't exist

when Cabe was born
a full decade and a half

before his current girlfriend.

Allie likes me
just the way I am.

All shriveled?
Don't think so.

Next question.

What grade was Allie in when
you married your first wife?

I don't want to play this game.

Well, nobody does,

but we all have to
play it eventually,

even badass,
ex-football-playing Marines.

Cabe. Cabe, what are you doing?

Toby, he's-he's hunched over.

I think he has an invisible cane
or a walking stick.

He's moving like he's a hundred.

All right, can't
help right now.

I'm trying to figure out
who Ms. Weldy is

because Happy's
talking to her

and I have no idea
what this all means.

Wonderful news, children.

So many of you

have found your forever homes.

When I read out your names,

you can go and meet
your new mothers and fathers.

Michael.

Sean,

Jamal,

Theo, Antoine,

Isabelle,

Roseanne,

Ronin,

Janine,

Abigail, Owen,

Kanti,

and Steven.

Could you check your list again?

I'm so sorry, darling.

Maybe next time.

I can be normal. I promise.

Well, there is one last shot,

but I'm not sure it'll work.

Could we try, please?

Maybe the next one will like me.

Okay. I'll return in a moment.

I found her.

Mavis Weldy ran the Canoga Park
Home for Children 20 years ago.

Oh, my God.
She's reliving every time

she was rejected for adoption.

That is Happy's darkest fear:
being rejected, being alone.

Happy Quinn,
this is Dr. Curtis.

Hello.

I'm Happy.

Are you?

I'm a doctor
of psychiatric medicine.

I can tell right away
you're not happy.

I'm just nervous, Doc.

Doc?!
Oh, crap, she's talking to me.

Her biggest fear
isn't being rejected;

it's that I'll reject her, too.

Happy, Happy, hey, listen to me,
I would never do that.

I love you.

I'm not sure about this.

You know, if I commit to her,

I'm stuck with her
for the rest of my life?

There's got to be
something wrong with her

if she's here, right?

I try hard.

I'm just a little
bit different

from the other kids.

Well, I'm not so sure
this will be the right fit.

No, you promised
to be with me for life.

You proposed to me.

Quick to anger.

Volatile.

I think I'd regret
this decision.

Sorry, I...

I don't want her.

Not for me.

I understand.

I'm so sorry, Happy.

Maybe next time.

But I'm perfect for you.

Oh, no, she's looking tired.

Happy, please do not
close your eyes.

Ralph, if Happy falls asleep
she's history,

and we can't undo it.

But what if we could?

Like you told me earlier.
Logic can beat fear.

So let's be logical.

All fear has
a genesis in history.

If we go back
and undo that moment...

Then their darkest fears
will cease to exist.

They'll be lucid enough
to take the steps needed

to get through
those blast doors.

Um, Walter, Paige.

We have an idea.

I'm all ears 'cause right now

I can't coax Sly out
from under the desk.

You need to go back to the point
when these fears started

and attack that seminal moment.

If a match is never struck,
a fire can never burn.

Sly said that his fear started

with Bucky Hanson
at the petting zoo.

And Cabe started feeling weird

when he wouldn't wear reading
glasses in front of Allie.

You guys go after those
two moments, rewrite history.

Got it, but what about Happy?

She's been alone
since she was a child,

and I'm gonna
put an end to that.

Hi.

I'm Tobias.

I'm new here.

Got anything to eat?

Here.

What's left of my lunch.

I like Evel Knievel.

I want a motorcycle one day.

I thought all the kids
were adopted.

Not me.

Is that why you're sad?

No. I don't care.

Besides, I knew that
nobody would want me

'cause I'm defective.

That's not why
you're still here.

We just exited the '90s.

The Spice Girls
had number one hits.

Half the women in America
are wearing a haircut

called “The Rachel,”
and everyone's investing

in a Web site called,
“Ask Jeeves.”

This is a decade where
everyone's making bad decisions,

so anyone who doesn't
want you in their life?

That's just another
bad decision.

Mmm, nice. Tuna fish.

I like your hat.

I like you.

I like you, too.

Will you marry me?

Uh, we just met,
and we're eight.

You know who I am,
and my biggest regret in life

is that we really didn't meet
when we were eight because

I would've fallen in love
with you from that moment.

The truth is
you've never been alone.

My love for you

has always been there.
It just took a while

for our paths to cross
so I could share it with you.

And under all those
neurotoxins in your head,

you know I'm right.

You have nothing
to be scared of, ever.

Doc...

what's going on?

That generator over there?

To save yourself

and your friends,

you have to fix it, fast.

Easy.

Guys, I got through to Happy.

Now you have to take care
of business on your end.

Trying,
but Sly isn't cooperating.

Well, then get tough with him.

Okay, here it goes.

Look at Sylvester,
hiding in a coop...

...just where
a chicken should be.

Stop teasing me, Bucky.

Come out so I can pluck
your feathers.

Leave me alone.

You should've never locked me
in here with these creatures.

Aw, you want
to go tell the teacher?

Come pull this lever
and go tell them.

I don't get it.

He's faced a lot worse
than an 11-year-old brat.

Mom, in Sly's mind, he's my age.

He doesn't know
all the brave things he's done.

You have to tell him.

Good point, honey.

Coward. Knew those stories

about you weren't true.

What stories?

That you jumped out of a plane,

captured a poisonous snake,

helped save a boy
from a sinkhole.

Wait, I think
I did do those things.

No, you didn't, you weenie.
Don't dispute the facts.

Facts are my forte;
I never get them wrong.

Really?

Then why is a hero
hiding from chickens?

I think it's time you
reconsider your facts, bucko.

Fact: I leapt off
of a cruise ship.

Fact: I went into a cave
full of bats.

Fact: I punched a man
in the face in prison.

Fact: what you did to me
in sixth grade was mean, but...

I'm not scared
of you anymore

because I'm a man,

and I can be brave sometimes,

you little turd.

And I'm still telling on you.

Come on, Sly, you can do it.

Okay.

Okay.

Great job, Sly.

Time to take a load off.

Toby, Sly pulled the lever,
but he's sleepy.

You said sleepy was bad.

Sleepy is the first
step to coma,

and Happy is starting
to slip, too.

Fighting that fungus
wiped them out.

Walt, all we need now is
for Cabe to fix that breaker,

and we can open the doors
and get them out.

I can't get him to move.
He's just sitting like a statue.

Well, Paige and I have to try
to keep Sly and Happy awake.

Just get him to flip
that damn switch! Do it!

I don't know how to talk someone
out of being scared.

I can't relate
to that kind of emotion.

Really?

'Cause you seem
pretty scared now.

Your biggest fear
isn't snakes, was it?

It's problems
you can't solve.

Now do what you did
with the yogurt guy,

and put yourself
in Cabe's shoes.

Okay.

Okay, uh, I'm Cabe.

I like steak and Conway Twitty.
I'm scared of getting old. Why?

Because of death?

No, Cabe faces death
all the time, so then why?

Because...

I got it. I got it.

Cabe, listen closely.

You don't fear getting old;

you fear weakness.

I can understand that.

When I can't solve a problem,
I-I feel weak.

I feel powerless.
I feel useless

because my identity
is intellect,

and yours is strength.

You are a military man,
a government agent,

someone who is strong for their
friends, but when you fear

weakness, you feel that
you'll lose your identity

because of it, and the people
that you care about, like Allie.

Is that right?

Cabe?

God? Is that you?

You sound a lot less confident
than I thought you'd be.

That's because
I'm worried about you,

but I shouldn't be because
getting old is not a detriment.

It is a strength.

With age comes
experience, knowledge

and wisdom.

What you've forgotten,

others will never know.

And what you've lived,

others only read about.

What you can do,

others can only dream about.

Cabe Gallo
is stopped by nothing.

Certainly not
by fungus and fear and...

Wait, what are you doing?

I'm gonna flip
that damn breaker switch.

Okay.

I did it, son, but...

Cabe? Cabe!

Guys, he's unconscious.

So are Sly and Happy.

They got it done,
but it's too late.

They're all in comas.

Okay, they're unconscious; let's
just load them onto the snowcat

and take them to the
closest hospital.

I already looked it up,

it's two hours hours away!

They need immediate medical care
or they're never gonna wake up.

You're the doctor
and on another continent.

I-I really don't think
there's a nearby pharmacy

out here in
the tundra.

This whole building
is a pharmacy.

It houses the greatest seed
collection in the world.

We can synthesize a treatment.

I'll hack the vault's database,

find the location
of whatever you need.

Okay, okay. Uh, let me think.

First, we're gonna
need plant seeds

with an antifungal polyenes
to attack the ergot.

Ralph,
look for bachelor's button,

also known as basket flower.

And then, we're
gonna need to mix it

with a highly concentrated
anti-inflammatory

to bust open
the circulatory system

and allow blood to get
back to the brain.

Oh, um, alpha-Linolenic acid
is found in chia seeds.

Tracking it all down now.

Guys, this treatment
needs to be given to them

in the next few minutes

or they're gonna suffer
permanent neurological damage!

Still one problem, we never
planned on going inside.

To get the seeds
and our friends,

we have to go through
ergot-saturated pathways.

We'll wind up whacked-out
like how they were.

Not if we don't breathe in
heavily contaminated air.

The oxygen pipes run

through this facility as part
of its preservation system.

Now, if we tap into this,

then we can inhale fresh air
the whole trip.

Tap into it how?
It's ten feet high.

PVC pipes bracketed to the wall!
Tear it off

while I hack
into the main server

and increase the pressure
in the oxygen pipes.

You mind telling me

why I'm vandalizing
a seed vault?

I'm building up pressure
in the O2 pipes

so small
that fissures crack open.

Pure oxygen will pour out.

And we'll use the PVC

to breathe in untainted oxygen
along our route inside.

That should work,

but you guys will still
get some ergot into your system.

Not enough to go full nutbar,

but if you start seeing
pink elephants,

know that they are not real.

Got the PSI to the tilt.

Oxygen conduits should
start cracking... now.

Great.

All right,
we're going to take a big breath

before we go
through this door.

Oh, my God,
it's freezing in here!

It's the refrigerant system
to store the seeds.

But it should have
just low levels of ergot,

like Toby said, not
like the tunnels.

So if we're in and out
quickly, we should be okay.

Ralph, find us our seeds.

Aisle A, box 1032.

Bachelor's button flower
from Austria.

We got it.

From Guatemala,
aisle C, box 5306.

Yep.

Found it. Nice work, honey.

Now, you'll need to make

a high oil extraction
from the seeds.

Start by grinding them
into a powder.

Walter,

you'll need alcohol.

Got it.

Now, pour a few ounces
over the powder, burn it off

and you'll get an oil.

Okay, I don't have matches
or a lighter.

So, I'll have to improvise.

Okay. Watch out.

We did it, we
got the oil!

Great, now you just got to
put it under their tongues

to get it right
into their bloodstreams.

It's potent. If it'll work,
it'll work instantaneously.

Oh, no. I think I
inhaled too much ergot.

I'm-I'm seeing
a purple flame.

You're not hallucinating.

Potassium chloride,
a component in deicer,

burns purple.
So, when I lit the alcohol,

a spark must have
caught the sacks on fire.

Need I remind you
that right behind that door

is a tunnel filled
with very flammable oxygen?

If those any of those flames
reach that door, kaboom!

That whole place
will be blown to pieces!

Toby, the flames are spreading
and I have no way

of putting out a chemical fire!

Why the hell is there
even deicer in here?

It snows outside, not inside.

It's to prevent the ice buildup
in the refrigerant tanks.

Wait a minute.

We can use the carbon dioxide
in the refrigerant tanks

to build a fire extinguisher.

Now, Paige,
the others don't have long,

so go give them the oil.

And I will put
out this fire.

You're okay.

You're okay,
come on.

Oh, I had a
messed up dream.

Tell me
about it later.

Right now,
you need a bit of fresh oxygen

and then
we got to save the others.

Okay?
All right.

Chickens!

I made it
through the '60s clean,

just to trip out in 2017.

We all did.

Dirty hippies, gross.

Every breath
increases a chance of relapse

so hurry up outside.

Toby, how's Walt doing
with the fire?

Flames burned out the vault's

closed circuit TV.
I lost contact with him

while he was building
the fire extinguisher.

I have no idea
if he's okay or not.

Oh, wait, I see him.

What the hell?

You ready to get out of here?

You okay?

Yeah, I think I got a
little ergot on the brain.

Let's go home.

Guess I scared Mr. Dodd off.

I don't scare that easy!

Mr. Dodd.
Better late than never.

Please take your position
at the lectern and we can begin.

You got this, kid.

Go on, Sly. Come on.

Are we ready to begin?

Yes, and I would like to
apologize for my lateness.

I was out of the country

working for Homeland.

For the record,

Mr. Dodd is not employed
by Homeland.

He's only
an independent contractor.

Uh, may we
let the moderator begin, please?

The comic book store seems to be

the basis of your platform,
so please address it.

Uh, I believe that
eminent domain is abuse

of government power.

Really? Was it an abuse
when the Erie Canal was built?

No, but it's not 1825
and the stakes are a lot smaller

than enabling
the American shipping industry

to get from the Atlantic
to the Midwest.

The matter at hand

is taking
private property

to help, not the populace,
but a big box store.

The kind of store
grown-ups go to.

Yes.

I patronize
the Warlock's Chest.

I had a tough childhood,
I was picked on.

Make-believe was my refuge.

I found solace
amongst the fantasy

and I would gather up my courage
to face another day.

And trust me,
when I was a kid,

I needed courage
just to show up at school.

And I need it now
for my job.

But the difference is,
with Scorpion,

I have a team to help me
remember that I can be brave.

And if the Warlock's Chest
will provide refuge

for more kids who don't know
they're brave yet, well...

I want it to stick around.

Wow, he's doing great.
Yeah.

Brave?

You ran away from your problems
by hiding in a comic store.

Sounds chicken to me.

Chicken?

Sir, I know chickens.

I have been
around chickens

and I, sir,

am no chicken.

For example,

I fear public speaking,

and yet, here I am,
facing my fear,

kicking your ass in a debate.

Moving on...

Sly's on fire.
Great work.

It's all him.

You want to get
a bite after this?

What would you say
to voters who may be looking...

Okay.

But no Vegan Thrill, okay?
I hate that place.

Been there a
dozen times.

Hated it every time.

Look, I've been terrified
about our age difference.

I hate kale,
I need reading glasses

and I enjoy
getting senior discounts.

But the thing
I'm really crazy about is you.

You're the first woman
I've really enjoyed being with

in a long time.

But I got to know
that you're comfortable with me

the way I am: a little weathered
and stronger for it.

'Cause I can't change who I am
and I wouldn't want to.

Those years make me who I am.

...out of town
to replace with a behemoth.

I like classic cars,
vintage clothes, Sinatra.

You fit right in my
wheelhouse, Mr. Gallo.

...which I have,
you'll see that those jobs

you're mentioning
are all part-time.

Looks like you did a good job
knocking that fear out of Cabe.

I guess I did.

So, that fungus

really makes you
see your darkest fears, huh?

Yes, in most basic terms,
the amygdala and the cortex

that contribute
to the fear output

are affected.

Oh, it's all
very interesting.

Did you see something?
A fear of yours?

No.

Maybe. No.
It was nothing.

I got to
get some air.

Okay.

Any problem can be solved.

Did you notice anything
weird about Paige?

Yeah, ergot can mess with you
for a few days, she'll be fine.

She just needs
to sleep it off

like my little princess here.

SYLVESTER
...all politicians die...

Man, she had a rough one.

I hope
she's having sweet dreams.

She deserves it.

Good afternoon, children.

Good afternoon, Ms. Weldy.

Hi, I'm Tobias.
I'm new here.

Nice. Tuna fish.

I like your pigtails.

Did you know
the term “pigtail”

comes from a twist
of chewing tobacco?

Just shut up
and you can hold my hand.

Offer accepted.

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