Original subtitles

Josh Mullen was terminated

for abusing company resources

to make the following action series.

"Fatal Decision" does not reflect the views

or opinions of SCI Technical Manuals.

- We've got a real outbreak on our hands, Agent Maxwell.

Makes Ebola look like a case of the hiccups.

- Who's the patient zero?

- This organ grinder who used to work on the pier.

Who knows how many people he's come into contact with?

- Wait a minute.

Where's this Organ Grinder's monkey?

I haven't seen any monkey.

- We need this town on lockdown.

I know what started this infection.

Infection. Ugh.

Josh, if you're sick, go home. Office policy.

No, Tara...

I know what started this infection

and he's not monkeying around.

I'm Jack Maxwell,

decorated war hero,

elite special ops agent.

Pinch hitter for the Center for Disease Concern.

Remember to wash your hands

or you're making a "Fatal Decision."

These red dots represent

the current state of the infection,

but within a few hours it's gonna

start spreading exponentially

and spreading and spreading and spreading.

- Jesus. Makes HIV look like LOL.

- I say we fire bomb the town.

- Yeah. - No! No bombs.

We're not butchers, we're not bakers.

And we're sure as hell not candlestick makers.

The host of this disease was the organ grinder's monkey.

It contains antibodies that we could use to stop this thing

without blowing up innocent civilians, grandpa!

Taylor, how we doing on finding that monkey?

- I found it, but it bit me.

- Oh God. I'm working from home.

I can't get sick this weekend.

I got a wedding.

- Guys, this thing makes scarlet fever

look like Scarlet Johansson.

Also, the monkey got away at the pier.

- Oof. Bad news. - Then it appears,

I'm headed to the pier.

- Excuse me. - Oh, sorry.

I'm just making an instructional video.

I don't care.

- Oh. Damn dirty ape!

Oh crap.

It's dead!

I only have one minute until its blood is useless.

I know what I have to do.

Stop! Don't bomb those innocent civilians.

I ate that monkey's blood.

So now my blood is making the cure.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

America needs a transfusion.

- Huh! Can't beat 'em, join 'em.

Cure complete.

- It worked.

Interestingly enough, Jack,

your blood also holds the cure for polio.

- Huh. Tell me something I don't know-

- Josh, you know anything about this office flu?

Half the staff has already gone home for the day.

Um...