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- Previously, on Eureka... - Boo!

[Yelps] Holly!

- Did I scare you? - You're out!

And you're here.

She's dying again.

Sustaining her is gonna take

a breakthrough in computer programming.

Marry me, Jack. Right now.

Okay. Bring us home, Henry!

Then I now pronounce you husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Wait, have these.

Both: What's that?

Brand new roast for a brand new marriage.

Sophisticated and earthy.

- Thanks, Vince. - Enjoy.

You know, we still have to fill out the compliance

forms with the D.O.D. before we're legally married.

True. Well, nothing says lifelong commitment

like government oversight.

Last chance to back out.

No, no way. I'm in. I'm stuck.

Hey, mom. You think you could drop me off at Dre's?

Uh, yeah, sure. I have to get a visitor's

pass for Uncle Marcus on the way to G.D.

Oh, Big Brother coming to check in on little sister,

it's adorable.

It's more like coming to check up on you.

Yeah, whatever.

Don't worry.

Wait, she's joking. Right?

I mean, what's the deal with your Uncle?

He's just sort of prejudiced, you know.

Against white people?

No, against dumb people. No offense.

I'll see you later, Jack.

Oh, none taken.

This is amazing.

Constructing a neuro-digital interface

that can make an A.I. house compatible

with a transhuman lifeform?

Let's find out if it works.

Run the patch now.

Initiating.

Ooh, that tickles.

I feel accepted.

Well, you are good to go.

Sweet. Where to first?

Um, he didn't mean leave go.

Oh, come on. I've got cabin fever.

Holly, you're stable.

If we pull you out now,

we risk a catastrophic synaptic relapse.

You mean I'm stuck here?

Well, no. Eventually we'll get you mobile.

It's just everything from here on out

is an innovative leap. We can't rush it.

How long we talking, Douglas?

However long it takes us to get it right.

Uh, okey-dokey.

Love you.

Zane, I need your help.

You might want to review bathroom etiquette

with S.A.R.A.H.

I'm not staying long enough to learn the rules.

You have to get me out of here. Please.

What the hell is a reproductive clause?

Well, boss, when a mommy and a daddy

love each other very much they...

Not what I meant.

Something got your hard drive in a query, boss?

Allison's brother's coming to town.

And I think he's checking up

on the schlub his sister married.

Well, if you don't mind my saying,

anyone who doesn't see how great you are

isn't someone I want to know.

Thanks, Andy.

Hey, Kev. What's up?

Hey, uh, I've got a presentation on

alternatives to silicon computing.

You think you could help me practice?

Uh, computers aren't really my thing, I think maybe

your mother would be a better audience for it.

No, you don't have to, like, get the details,

I just need to work on my delivery, you know?

I brought some maple bars and Vincent's new espresso blend.

All right. Enlighten me, Kev.

G.D.'s already developed protein-based derma

and vascular mapping.

We've got everything we need to help Holly.

Except a stable neuro-net processor.

And that's going to be tricky.

What exactly are we processing?

We can build it. We have the technology.

Is that for Holly?

I thought she was stable in the smart house.

Stable, yes. Happy, no.

Oh, so you are officially joining

the mad scientist's union?

It's not mad, it's the next logical step

in brain-machine interfacing.

But we need to snag us some high-priority hardware.

Yeah, well you're head of section five. Ask.

You're not telling Fargo.

He's acting a little bit overly cautious these days.

Holly's his girlfriend. He deserves to know.

Yeah, but she asked us to keep him out of it.

At least until we figure out if this is even possible.

We tell him now, he might freak out and pull the plug.

And that's what I'm doing here.

Running interference at G.D.

I'm going to regret this. Nice office.

And so the ability to manipulate graphene

between states validates its status

as the ideal alternative to silicon. Thank you.

Genius.

I mean, I loved it the third time.

The fourth time, grand slam.

I don't know. Maybe just one more time.

Kev, I could recite it now.

I think you're going to be fine.

[Crash and commotion]

[Overlapping chatter]

[Grunts]

[Groans]

So it's going to be that kind of day.

Kev!

Uncle!

- Jack. - Yeah.

This is my brother, Marcus.

Of course it is.

Nice gams, sheriff.

Welcome to Eureka.

Well, this takes restless leg syndrome

to a whole new level.

But they couldn't outrun the long arm

of the brother-in-law.

Nice.

Let's try this again.

Hi, I'm Jack.

Dr. Marcus Blake.

Do you prefer Dr. Blake, or can I call you Marcus?

I haven't decided yet.

Okay, behave.

- Marcus is fine. - Good.

Good, because multiple Dr. Blakes would be confusing.

Well, you should see our family gatherings.

Can't swing a cat without hitting a PhD.

Right, Allie?

Uh, yes. Overachieving runs in our genes.

Mine too, actually.

Just more with sheriff y-type stuff.

So is this typical sheriff y stuff for you, Jack?

Well, nothing's really typical in this town.

But I... I try.

- Oh, you do great. - Thank you.

So listen. Why don't we go up to G.D.,

I'll give you a tour of the new labs

while Jack finds the owner of our restless legs.

Sure, we can catch up at dinner.

All right. See ya.

I can't wait.

All right, I will see you at home later.

Come on, Marcus.

Well, that went well.

Oh, settle down.

I adapted a new interface layer to the portable drive,

but there's always a risk.

Here we go.

Um

you're sure she was secure for transport?

Hey, guys. Oh, man. It feels good to be...

In a garage?

That's not even a lateral move.

Carter found your missing legs.

Oh, are those for me?

Actually, we've moved past bionic limbs.

Ladies, gentlemen...

Ahha.

Welcome to project habeas corpus.

Zane, the missing spintronic microprocessor prototype

and the biotable from genetics?

Couldn't you space out your requisitions

just to make my job a little easier?

No time. No, we need to do this and do this right.

Before Fargo finds out.

So what are we talking here?

Cloning? Transgenic endoskeleton?

Biological fabrication.

Whoa. From the cellular ground up?

You guys are building a living, breathing body?

Yes.

By combining a protein emulsion and

undifferentiated somatic cells, we can use

her DNA profile and print her body on an organic lattice.

Print. Like a photocopier?

Yeah, very similar.

Except this ink jet uses living cells.

[PDA pings]

911 from Parrish. More missing equipment.

You're going to need to distract him, babe.

We can't risk him taking this to Fargo.

Otherwise he might shut us down before we can begin.

Fine. I'll take care of Parrish.

All right.

Let's make us a woman.

Thank you, Dr. Blake. Your work,

on organic computing,

it inspired my post-doc research.

When you're accepting your Nobel, be sure to mention that.

Everyone loves you, it's kind of annoying.

Well, don't worry.

You're still mom and dad's favorite.

Yeah, even after I didn't invite them to the wedding?

That took us all by surprise.

We didn't even know you were dating.

Well, it wasn't exactly planned.

We were about to drown.

Why am I not feeling reassured?

Sit down.

Listen, it's been a very intense year for Jack and I.

But we were best friends forever and we finally

found each other. He's great.

And sheriff y.

Don't be a snob.

I'm being realistic.

What do you really have in common?

He's not exactly Nathan Stark.

And I wouldn't want him to be.

Jack is one of the greatest guys that I have ever known.

And, yes, he may have more of an everyman quality

than Nathan did, but he loves me.

At least keep an open mind.

All right.

Aloha.

Dr. Parrish, hey.

How was the unconventional weapons convention?

If I see another diversionary devices demonstration,

I'm going to flash-bang myself.

Well, we uh... We missed you here.

So is there, um, something I can help you with?

Zane Donovan's head on a pike would be a good start.

So you've heard.

The director is clearly blinded by grief.

Installing Donovan as head of section five

is not only ludicrous, it is a gross miscarriage of justice.

What's this?

I'm keeping a running tab of his infractions.

So far, he has violated 22 regulations and

that has just been this morning.

Yeah, but that's just... Outrageous.

I'm on my way to see Fargo about it, right now.

Actually, you see, I'm the one that deals

with rule violations.

So I'm going to take care of it for you.

Spent weeks in that lab trying to get reliable results.

Vowed we wouldn't come out until we had a functioning model.

Well, you're here now, so...

Guess that means it works.

Or you just told everyone it did.

[Laughing obnoxiously]

I mean, not that you would do that to people.

You know, I did a whole presentation at Tesla

based on your research, Uncle Marcus?

And aced it, I'm sure.

Couldn't have done it without Jack's help.

Really?

They cover polycyclic hydrocarbons in sheriff school?

No, uh, marshal's service is more focused

on catching bad guys.

And deadly runaway legs.

I think, for me, what's most impressive

is how you're using flexible microprocessors

with one nanometer Q.D. for their current-carrying capacity.

I think that's innovative.

You read my article?

Well, I... Scanned it.

Well, aren't you full of surprises?

No kidding.

I'm going to go check up on Jenna.

Kev, would you mind helping me, uh,

clear the dishes?

We'll be back in moment.

So Kev.

Just practicing a speech, huh?

Do you even have a presentation?

Last year, but I got an a-plus on it.

Congratulations. That's great.

And not the point.

I've seen how judgmental Uncle Marcus can be and I...

I just wanted you to be prepared, you know?

Look, I know you're trying to help, but uh...

This is who I am.

I'm not a scientific genius.

I will never be a scientific genius.

You can't change that and neither can I, okay?

I'm sorry.

But you got to admit, that was pretty awesome.

Did you see the look on his face?

I saw the look on his face. Come on.

S.A.R.A.H.: Good morning, Dr. Blake.

Good morning, S.A.R.A.H.

Ah.

Hey, you been up all night?

Yeah. Yeah, I couldn't sleep.

Is that Marcus' new book?

Yeah. And just so you know,

yours is much better.

Jack, listen. I know my brother can be

a bit intimidating, but you don't have to impress anyone.

Oh, I know. I'm just... Trying to keep up.

You sure you're feeling all right?

Great. Better than great, actually.

All right, well I'll see you at Cafe Diem later

for the book signing.

- Wouldn't miss it. - Okay, bye.

[Oven beeps]

Oh, S.A.R.A.H. how'd we do?

S.A.R.A.H.: Adapting my oven

for the thermal oxidation process

was a challenge, but I think you'll be happy

with the results, sheriff.

Fantastic.

S.A.R.A.H.: You're taking quite an interest in Dr. Blake's work.

Maybe you have more in common than you thought.

Ah, he deals in theory

and I deal in practice.

Hey, boss. What are you doing?

Did you know there are 42 police codes

associated with trespassing?

That's excessive.

And six... Six governing juggling.

Uh, that's right.

Uh, put into effect in 1987 after

an unfortunate plasma torch accident.

Watch this, statute 153.2. Boom.

I know. I memorized them all.

But my program already has a database

of law enforcement codes, so you don't need to know them.

Yeah, but now you don't need to know them, right?

I'm a complete package.

I'm a one-man wrecking crew of justice.

But, uh, there's still room on the crew

for a deputy, right boss?

Wow, um, actually,

I think I've got it handled. So I can talk to the D.O.D.,

see if I can get you reassigned.

And as for today,

you got the day off. Go watch a movie.

Uh okay.

Hey.

Settling back in okay, Dr. Parrish?

Oh, cut the crap, Lupo.

I know you and Donovan are doing the horizontal mambo.

- Excuse me? - You're back together.

Obviously that renders you incapable of conducting

a fair, thorough, and impartial investigation.

On the contrary,

I'm not happy with Zane's promotion, either.

Having him in charge of section five only makes

my job ten times harder.

Maybe it's time to call in the big guns.

Actually, I have a better idea.

If you and I work the case together,

we can take all of Zane's infractions to Fargo

and get him to reconsider the promotion.

What do you think?

I could really use your help.

The real me won't look like

a creepy, department store mannequin, right?

Relax, the body blank is just a crash test dummy

for your new neural prosthetic.

Are we sure a spintronic microprocessor brain

will actually work with an organic body?

Downloading your consciousness is a one-shot process,

which is why we're field testing the blank.

All processes are online.

All systems are good to go.

Let's do this.

Powering up.

50%.

60%.

70%.

Initiating neural pulsing.

90%.

100%.

Ok, that was a try command.

Um, just keep it simple.

[Gasps] [Laughs]

It's working. I have a pulse.

Neural pulsing is taxing the system.

Uh, system's overheating, shut it down and...

We're going to fix that, right?

There's no chance the authorization went

into your spam folder?

Hm, I suppose it's possible.

Great, if you could just have another look for me.

Thanks for your time.

What the hell was that?

You're either protecting your boyfriend or

you are the worst interrogator in the history of the world.

You're right.

Yeah, that was a terrible interview.

I'm having a hard time focusing right now

and I... I think that it's you.

Me?

Yeah, you know, we've... We've never worked

this closely together

and I had no idea that you were so magnetic.

Oh.

This sort of thing, it happens all the time.

And I would be lying if I said that I didn't feel

something for you as well.

But I think it is extremely important that we

maintain a professional relationship.

Yes, yes. You are absolutely right.

So I guess we're going to have

to do these interviews over again.

I'll take the lead this time.

Good idea.

I knew I shouldn't have worn these jeans.

Well, then you'll definitely enjoy this one.

Your Uncle's quite a rock star.

Yeah.

Have you seen Jack?

No, not yet. Is uh... Is everything okay?

I don't know. Has he seemed weird to you at all?

Are you talking about, like, last night?

He was just reading up on Uncle Marcus.

Yes, and he continued to read the entire night.

It looked like Marcus' whole book and mine.

Uh, I got to go check something.

I'll be right back.

Check on...

Excuse me, is there anything else I can get for you?

I make the best Belgian chocolate souffle in the world.

I'm a bit of a molecular gastronomist, myself.

Would you sign this apron?

Of course.

I love him.

Thank you.

- Jack, good morning. - Hi, morning.

Would you like me to sign your copy of my book?

Well, I'm okay, actually.

I have a couple questions though.

I bet you do.

Like, on page 158, for starters, you postulate

that an organic transistor made of rubrene

could function properly at room temperature.

I don't think that takes into account

its nonlinear thermal properties.

Jack, what are you talking about?

Well, no, I went over your brother's specs

and that processor is going to overheat

at the speeds necessary for it to function properly.

And you came to this conclusion all on your own?

Well, it's a pretty glaring error.

Why don't you stick to writing parking tickets.

Leave the laws of thermodynamics to the experts.

I can prove it.

Come here.

Sorry, sorry. All right.

- Excuse me for one second. - Jack.

Just one second.

[Laughs]

What'd you do to my car?

- An actual rubrene processor? - Yes.

You built this?

Well, it's amazing what you can build, actually,

with some silicon rods and semiconductor switches.

And you added an extra gate in the back of each transistor.

Well, you have to because organic chips

have that annoying switching problem.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Have you tested it?

I was going to, but...

Your car, your career.

All right, I don't think this is a good idea.

It's okay.

- My design is sound. - Oh, yeah.

- It'll hold. - Uh, Jack?

What are you...

[Machinery Powers up]

[Machinery whirring]

Marcus, get out of the car.

- Marcus. - Wait for it.

- Jack, shut it down. - Come on!

Oh! Oh!

Tough break, college!

Science is fun.

Oh, Marcus. I am so sorry.

I have no idea what Jack was thinking

or how he even did this.

Well, it's not that hard.

The heat tolerance index should have been sufficient.

I don't understand.

Well, that's what you get for ignoring

Gianni Vandehey's principle of entropic inversion.

Jack, you're scaring me.

If the rubrene microprocessor can't handle the heat, what can?

Well, I was actually noodling around

with the idea of attaching a pentacene crystal

directly to a silicon substrate.

Jack, that's brilliant.

Yes, it is. And terrifying.

Why?

All right, Jack. You got my attention, let's talk.

Okay, I want to run some tests first.

Oh, that engine's a goner.

Not on the engine, on you.

I'm fine. Let me get my notes,

- I'll give you a lift to G.D. - Good.

What?

Don't worry about the car.

Andy, did you see that?

Do I detect a hint of burnt fluorocarbons, boss?

Can I get you a fresh uniform?

No, I got it.

What are you still doing here?

Just thought maybe I could make myself useful,

what with your family visiting.

Maybe you could pass some of the work off to me.

No, I got it. Yeah.

Jack.

Ow! Why did you do that?

Jack, there is something wrong with you.

You have never studied thermodynamics or physics

and you are doing work that could rewrite the textbooks.

I know. Turns out, it's not that hard.

I'm worried about you.

We need to run some neurological tests.

What I need is a supercomputer to run my new designs.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

Uh, my CPU operates at 106 teraflops.

That's right.

It does.

- You game for a little upgrade? - Really?

If this works, you'll be

the most advanced supercomputer on the planet.

Ah!Mi cabeza es su cabeza,boss.

Here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?

You can't put that kind of untested technology

in Andy's head.

Oh, innovation requires a risk, Allie, you know that.

Jack, listen to yourself.

You're willing to risk the life of your friend

- to test a theory. - Friend?

It's a robot, and if it blows up,

well we just order another one.

Okay?

Where are you?

Mom, hey, uh, there's something wrong with Jack.

I know, I've been taking a look at the new

Vinspresso blend that Jack's been drinking

and it has unusually high levels of Alpha GPC.

Look at me.

What did you dose him with?

It's a cognitive enhancement drug, all right?

It's supposed to increase memory and cognition,

but only temporarily.

The effects shouldn't have lasted this long.

Well, something else must be interacting with it.

I didn't mean for this to happen, all right?

I was just... I was trying to help him

stand up to Uncle Marcus.

I just need to know everything that was in your C.E.D.

And just so that we're clear,

you're grounded until you're 30.

I kind of figured.

Okay, come on.

Is it supposed to do that?

Well, the red is for dopamine.

And yellow is for serotonin.

So you know...

It's exhausting having to explain every little

detail to somebody.

Wow, I feel faster already.

There's a huge power surge in Andy's heat sink.

Well, not unexpected.

Processor power has increased exponentially.

Which means, "very fast."

Thank you.

Voila. Andy, you are good to go.

Oh, I feel a pleasant tingling in my artificial neurons, boss.

You're welcome.

A functioning, almost zero heat photonic processor.

15 years of research and I never came close.

I have to call my publisher.

This could be my next book.

Our book.

How about a field test, boss?

I want to take the new noggin' out for a spin.

But I need a power recharge.

This new upgrade's really sucking back the old amperage.

Hello.

Jack, I need to see you right now.

Yeah, kind of busy right now.

Listen, Kevin dosed your coffee with an Alpha GPC.

He slipped you a smart-Mickey.

Yeah, I understood you the first time.

Uh, Alpha GPC, also known as

l-Alpha glycerylphosphorylcholine.

Did you hear what you just said?

Yeah, Allison, I'm not sure if you understand.

I'm in the middle of making scientific history here.

The tech we put in Andy's... Huh.

Where's Andy?

Oh, great. What now?

Do a floor by floor, we need to know

if these power drains are a system malfunction

or a real security breach.

What the hell is going on?

Probably some idiot's experiment

disrupting the smart grid.

Lupo. I'll be right there.

Someone's breached our off-site communications,

I got to head to the station.

Don't worry about me. I'm going to continue

a little investigation.

I have a lead that I want to follow up on.

Oh, uh, wait Parrish, I...

Shh.

We'll rendezvous later.

The bio-printer checks out clean.

The spintronic microprocessor just runs too hot.

I mean, we can't install a big enough heatsink

without give you a digital lobotomy.

Well, you're going to keep trying, right?

Aha! Oh, I knew it.

You're so busted, Donovan.

I knew you were stealing equipment.

All right, let's take this outside.

Electrode array. And the bio-table and...

Aloha, Isaac.

Holly?

How was Hawaii?

Andy, what the hell are you doing?

Just getting some extra power cells,

a little more juice for the jug.

- Uh, you feeling okay? - Oh, I feel terrific.

And once I amp up the power to handle my new

photonic processor, I'm going to be the best deputy ever.

Andy, I need to get you checked out,

your heat signature's through the roof.

And you're putting the town at risk.

Come on.

I'll drive.

No can do, miss Lupo.

Gotta feed the old brain-a-saurus.

Power feels good. [Laughs]

And... This ought to do it.

Amazing.

We are going to spark a whole new industrial revolution.

Maglev trains, hover cars, cheap, easy energy.

Allison, I take back everything I said about Jack.

He's a genius.

Well, not exactly.

I ran my test on the Alpha GPC-booster

that Kevin dosed you with.

Oh, are you still on about that?

Jack, it is interacting...

With my Z-waves. Yeah, I know, I figured

there was going to be a synaptic catalyst.

It's enhancing your neural activity

to a degree that I have never seen before.

You are getting smarter by the minute.

So he's not normally like this?

Hardly.

I'm working on a serum

to hopefully counteract the effects.

What, why?

The effects are awesome.

No, they're not.

Jack, you're not you anymore.

I know, I'm better.

Okay, Allison. Hold on, Jack.

If there are no adverse effects,

let him finish his research.

He's really on to something here.

I don't care about his research.

I care about him.

Allison, for the first time, I fit in.

I don't want to go back to being the dumb ol' sheriff.

Jack, the dumb ol' sheriff is the man that I married.

[PDA rings]

Allison Blake. Andy did what?

Why didn't you tell me?

Being a hologram is pretty cool, but can you

imagine going through eternity unable to touch yourself?

Douglas doesn't understand.

And we couldn't risk you telling him.

Holly, you have to know

you can always trust me.

Confiscate everything.

Starting right now.

Congratulations, it seems that

your little experiment on Andy was a bit too successful.

He's on a power binge, stealing energy cells from anywhere.

Well, it makes sense.

He's compensating for the ips increase.

He almost killed Jo.

He's going to burn out.

All right, I'll run some numbers.

We'll fix it on the next prototype, okay?

Jack, wait.

Andy is your deputy. He is your friend.

And now he's dangerous, he needs your help.

We need to find him before he melts down, Jack.

All right, good idea.

If we can avoid burnout, we can harvest the processor.

It's win-win.

It could've worked, Fargo.

Yeah, or you could have liquefied her head.

I can't believe you guys went behind my back.

We were trying to help her.

By putting Holly's life in danger?

This isn't a life.

Holly, we've talked about this.

You're safe in... Stop saying that.

I am not safe, I'm trapped.

I'm just photons and soundwaves.

I'm sharing a body with a stupid house.

Doug, if I'm not happy with what I am, how can you be?

Holly. Holly.

[Pda pings]

Look, we can figure this out.

Bio-printing is the way, I know it. If you help us...

Zane, it's over.

Jo needs backup. It seems you two

aren't the only ones playing Frankenstein.

Let's move it.

Half the town's in blackout.

Could have used some help from local law enforcement.

Carter.

Sorry, uh, just trying to calculate how long we have

before Andy's system melts down

given his current rate of energy consumption.

And?

Uh, 21 minutes. Approximately.

Well, if we can find him, maybe he'll listen to reason.

Jo said Andy wasn't himself, like, he had no feelings.

Okay, uh, his... His processor might be

siphoning energy from his emotion patch.

Which seems to be going around.

Where's Andy?

Hm, maybe he left already.

Well, then where's Vincent?

He's the one that called in the 9-1-1.

Move.

Could've killed us.

Maybe he was trying to.

Oh, my God, Vincent. Are you okay?

Andy took the fuel cell from the freezer unit.

Now why would he do that?

He knows tomorrow is Tuscany Tuesday.

[PDA pings]

Jo missed him at Cafe Diem, he's on the move.

So we have an unreasonable, power-hungry robot on the loose.

We've got to stop him. What now?

Now, we think like Jack.

Okay, uh, blast him with ionized nitrogen,

that'll trigger his fail-safe and terminate his programming.

Not you. Our Jack.

Andy's looking for more power, right?

So where would he go?

Hi, honey. I'm home.

S.A.R.A.H.: What a pleasant surprise.

What's all this?

S.A.R.A.H.: I was just setting up for my book club meeting.

I won't be but a minute, I just need a little

afternoon delight.

S.A.R.A.H.: Andy, what are you doing?

Recharging.

S.A.R.A.H.: Andy, you're unhinging my CPU panel.

That will compromise my essential systems.

Well, isn't that a pickle?

That's what I'm looking for.

Andy, don't do this.

You're sick. We can help you.

That won't be necessary.

Dr. Blake,

you need to leave.

Andy, you're hurting S.A.R.A.H.

She likes to talk, I like to shoot.

I admire your persistence, miss Lupo.

But we both know you can't stop me.

S.A.R.A.H.: But I can.

Sorry, Andy.

What did you do to me?

You set me up.

You all right, S.A.R.A.H.?

S.A.R.A.H.: I will be.

Please let me go, I need power.

Andy, listen to me. This is S.A.R.A.H.

Do you remember when you were on Titan?

Of course.

Who did you miss the most when you were trapped there?

Mi casita bonita.

The photonic processor is overriding

your emotion programming.

But I know that you are still in there somewhere.

S.A.R.A.H.: Andy, I need you.

Please help me.

Almost there.

Marcus, if you could align the I/O socket with the address bus.

Got it.

Are the straps really necessary?

It's not like I'm going to subdue you and head

back to the smart house at my first chance.

Right. Carry on.

Hang in there, Andy.

Oh, ah.

Something's happening.

Processor's out.

I'm going to restart him.

How do you feel?

Slower. Thanks.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I uh...

I need to apologize to my girl.

We could have learned so much from him

in extended real-time field tests.

I know.

But a virtual model would work just fine.

Nice to have our Andy back.

Would've been safer to deactivate him.

You don't give up on family.

Look, it was a risky move.

Yeah, which saved his life.

It's what my husband would have done.

And I'd really like to have him back now.

I'm right here.

I'm just better.

But you've lost the best part of you...

Your heart.

Holly? Are you here?

Look, I'm sorry.

You know I'd do anything for you.

I guess I just got caught up in what it would do to me.

I hope you can forgive me.

- Hi. - Hey.

What you got there?

Um, I'm just going over the specs

for Carter's photonic processor.

It's actually kind of amazing.

Wait, wait, wait. Sheriff Carter?

Oh, uh, long story.

Doug, why are you here?

Because you're my princess Leia.

You're going to help me.

Yeah, but I'm not your only hope.

Henry and Zane think this bio-printer thing

could actually work.

So if that's what you want,

I'll do everything in my power to make it happen.

I just want to be with you.

For real.

We'll find a way.

Cerebral proteins are marked.

I've isolated the choline stabilizer.

All right, and retro-lacing the GPC upgrade

should reverse the neural boost.

Sure can't wait to have my husband back.

Ah, you two work well together.

You're certain you want to do this?

Yes.

Yes.

So this may make you a little dizzy.

Let's just hope this works.

Well, of course it'll work. I'm a genius, right?

It was nice though.

Being on your level for once.

Jack, you've always been on my level.

So it's going to take a minute

for his vitals to stabilize.

Okay, I admit it.

I may have judged him a bit prematurely.

Marcus, Jack Carter may not have the highest IQ in town.

But he's the smartest man that I know.

He married you, didn't he?

Hey.

How you feeling?

Slower. Thanks.

Don't worry, Jack.

I've learned my lesson the first time.

Good.

So you want to help me with my homework?

I don't think so pal.

Hey, so you guys must have made up.

Right as rain, boss. S.A.R.A.H. accepted my apology.

S.A.R.A.H.: Uh-huh. Three times.

- Yeah. - Thanks for the image.

Listen, Andy I'm... I'm sorry about what I did.

Don't worry about it, boss. I'm okay.

As long as I get to be your deputy again.

Wouldn't have it any other way.

Ready to make this official?

Yes.

Never seen my little sister so happy.

Welcome to the family, Jack.

Or is it sheriff?

Still deciding.

Thanks.

Okay, just sign on the dotted line.

After you.

Boss, Mrs. Boss.

Excellent. The documents have been signed

under conditions free from stress and coercion.

Do you have a witness?

Uh...

Marcus.

I'd be honored to.

Although, I think she might like a ring at some point.

Okeydokey. Sheriff, Dr. Blake.

I now pronounce you formally acknowledged by

the U.S. department of defense as legally joined in

holy matrimony as defined in section 8.7 in...

S.A.R.A.H.: What he meant to say was,

"you may now kiss the bride."

Now, that I understood.

Yay.

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