All language subtitles for Stitchers.S01E08.Fire.In.The.Hole.1080p.WEB-DL.DD5.1.H.264-ECI

Previously on stitchers...

Welcome to the stitchers
program.

Is that a quantum computer?

This is a picture of ed
and my mother.

Ed ripped someone
out of his picture.
Any ideas who it was?

I assume it's someone
he didn't think very
highly of.

Marta said that the
murder cases we handle are
test runs for something bigger.

You need to trust
that your mother,
ed clark,

And the people who
care about you now

Are working tirelessly
to keep you safe.

-Hello.
-Liam.

Kirsten has never
mentioned him.

Find out everything
you can about him.
I want a full report.

Will you marry me?

¶ every now and then ¶

¶ you wonder
what went wrong ¶

-(alarm blaring)
-man: I need assistance stat!

Come on, i can't figure
this out. Authentication
isn't working.

How's it going? You good?

-Thank goodness you're here.
-What's going on?

It's a total disaster.
Come on, we need your help.

Woman: Get over here now!

Man:
I can't do this
by myself. Help!

-Man 2: I got you.
-(shouting)

Come on!
We're running out of time.

(alarm blaring)

Surprise!

¶ happy birthday to you ¶

¶ happy birthday
to you ¶

¶ happy birthday,
dear kirsten ¶

¶ happy birthday to you ¶

(cheering)

Are those brains?

That's it?

I'm sorry, guys.

Surprise parties don't
really work for me.

Surprise anything,
for that matter.
I'm sorry.

Should have
seen this one coming.

It's no problem.
Maybe one day we'll
figure out how to shock you.

-Yeah, good luck.
-Or not.
At least there's cake.

(alarm blaring)

Or not.
Come on, people, let's go.

-Mmm.
-Mm-hmm.

(theme music playing)

¶ take me inside ¶

¶ take me inside ¶

Dr. Anna barmal, 35.

She's the lead researcher
of epidemiology at the worldwide
health alliance.

She committed suicide last night
in her l.A. Apartment.

Sleeping pills.

-We sure it was suicide?
-Yeah, she left a note.

"my body is to be cremated
within 24 hours

"and my ashes sent
to my parents in mumbai.

These are my only
instructions."

Unfortunately, dr. Barmal's last
wishes will have to be delayed.

We've been asked to investigate
why she killed herself.

So we're bringing someone
who worked with deadly viruses

And died under mysterious
circumstances into the lab?
What could possibly go wrong?

We run 26 different tests
on every sample before they're
cleared for stitching.

-Barmal is clear.
-Why'd she kill herself?

Was she part of something
she shouldn't have been?

That's what we want
to find out.

When they found her
in her apartment,

She was slumped over
in a scalding shower

And the heat in her apartment
was cranked to the maximum.

What about her research?
Any clues?

It's pretty remarkable,
she didn't write any
of her research down.

She had a photographic memory.

Well, let's go and get it while
it's still in there to get.

-So?
-Context, please.

Liam. What did you tell
him when he proposed?

I told him i needed
to think about it.

Smart move.
No sense at all in committing
to the one guy on the planet

Who loves "impossible you"
exactly as you are.

What do you think
you're gonna tell him?

I'm not sure and assuming
you haven't blabbed
to everyone yet,

Don't say anything.
I haven't told anyone else
that liam proposed.

(sighs)

What?

-Congratulations?
-I'm not sure yet.

Well, when you are,
tell me in person

And not over an open channel.

All right.
Stations, please.

-Welcome back.
-Miss me?

I don't suppose you can share
details about whatever special
assignment turner sent you on.

You don't suppose correctly.

How does it feel being the one
kept in the dark for a change?

Kinda sucks.

All right, i'm out of here.

Call me later if there's
going to be cake.

Lights to 20%.
I need a go, no-go
for stitch neurosync.

-Life-sci?
-Go.

-Sub-bio?
-Go.

-Engineering?
-Go.

-Communications?
-Go.

-Medical?
-Go.

-Comm check.
-Kirsten. One, two--

What am i doing?
We've established that
your comlink works.

All is well. Cut the cake.
Induce stitch neurosync
on my mark.

In three, two, one...

Induce stitch neurosync.

I'm in barmal's lab.

She's looking through
a microscope.

-How's she dressed?
-How's she dressed?

Wait.
Why is that even relevant?

-She's in biohazard gear.
-That's how it's relevant.

-Alex, how's the sample looking?
-All readings nominal.

Do not open that
corpse cassette.

What's going on?

Worldwide health alliance
scientist plus biohazard suit

Equals i don't know what
we may have brought
into the lab.

But maybe our tests missed
something.

-Should i bounce?
-Linus?

-We're clear.
-Okay, do not bounce.

The environment in the lab
is monitored every 12
seconds. We're clear.

Regardless, i don't want
to take any chances.

I want all non-essential
personnel to clear
the lab now.

Go, now.

Okay, keep going,
birthday girl.

(labored breathing)

She's taking off her mask.

Why?

I don't know.
Also her gloves.

And her bio suit.

She's injecting herself
with something.

Have her look for markings
on the syringe.

Any markings you can see?

The vial reads

"sample lot, 6/1 18:03."

She's giving herself
another injection.

Any idea what?

Um...

"csp21x9."

-Camille?
-Csp21. It's a mutated
strain of spanish flu.

-And x9?
-Potency. Nine is
as high as it goes.

Why is she infecting herself?

She's running a blood test.

She's reading the results.

-Doesn't like what she sees.
-(alarm blaring)

What's that noise?

Trouble. Make the bounce.

What happened?

Our sensors
picked up something.

-What?
-Damn it!

(alarm blaring)

What did you just do?

She put the lab under
emergency lockdown.

Dr. Barmal infected herself
with a mutated virus

And her body just
went symptomatic.

I hate being right
all the time!

"according to the center
for infectious diseases,

"dr. Barmal was close to finding
a cure for an aggressive
new virus.

"the csp21 spreads airborne.

"when exposed, a person will
develop flu-like symptoms,

And in all reported cases,
death occurs within hours."

-Definitely not a starve a cold,
feed a fever kind of thing.
-Should we be worried?

So far none of us are
sick and we don't know

If the infection has spread
beyond the corpse cassette.

We need to figure out exactly
what we're dealing with.

It's not that complicated.
We're dealing with a body
in the corpse cassette

That's spreading a contagion
in a sealed lab full of people.

Alex, how's the seal
on the corpse cassette?

Holding. Hopefully the virus
is contained.

Dr. Barmal thought she
found a cure. That's why
she tested it on herself.

Unfortunately,
she's taken up residency
in her corpse cassette

And has given us the gift
that keeps on giving.

She must have colleagues.
Other scientists who are
familiar with her research.

I'll get on that.
Meanwhile, research the virus.

Find out everything
you can about it.

Work up a contingency plan
in case we're on our own.

Preferably one that doesn't
involve all of us dying.

Bet this isn't what you wished
for on your birthday.

Oh, i don't make
birthday wishes.

Make one now.

You sent us
a disease-ridden sample.

I didn't know she'd
injected herself.

She was asymptomatic
before she died.

Well, she became symptomatic
post-mortem and highly
contagious.

I'm scrambling a hazmat team,
but it will take some time
to assemble.

Your chief asset is fine
for now, but we're all at risk.

You need to reach out
to barmal's associates.

See what they know
about her work.

And tell them what? While
stitching a live consciousness
into a dead woman's memory,

We may have triggered
an epidemic in our
secret lab?

Barmal's last serum--
the one she thought worked--
is in her lab,

Date-stamped june 1,
18:03 hours.

Maybe there is something
in there that we can build on.

I'll do what i can.
In the meantime,

No matter what
happens to you all,
kirsten needs to survive.

So i want you to put her
in isolation.

Yeah.
Good luck with that.

How's it going?

Well, considering the only
thing this lab is able
to do about a biohazard

Is ring alarm bells,
not great.

We're just not equipped
for this kind of emergency.

We can work the problem
if we knew barmal's formula
to her serum.

Yeah, but her formula tanked.
So what good would it do?

We have something
she didn't have.

A quantum computer
that's able to run more
simultaneous equations

Than there are atoms
in the universe.

Maybe her antiviral serum
failed because she couldn't
run enough simulations.

She was willing to test it
on herself. She must have
believed in it.

Stitch me back in.
I'll get the formula.

Unfortunately,
that's not going to happen.

Kirsten, i'm putting you
into isolation.

Good luck with that.

We don't know who or how many
of us may be infected.

On the chance that someone is
and you're not,

You need to be isolated
from everyone.

The program depends on you.

Okay, let's say everyone
except me is infected...

How about let's not?

...And i'm the last
person standing?

What makes you think
that i would stay

With a revamped,
restaffed program anyway?

-That's what i figured.
-So stitch me back in.

Her refractory period
is short. We can stitch
immediately.

-Great.
-Hold on. Now that barmal's
body has gone symptomatic,

We don't know what that
will do to her memory.

We can't just sit
around and wait.

Besides, it's my birthday
and i can stitch if i want to.

Okay.

Listen, stretch. Bounce if
it gets too funky in there.

I love it
when you talk science to me.

It's your birthday so
i'm gonna let that one slide.

Initiate stitch neurosync
on my mark.

Three, two, one, and mark.

-You still with me, kc?
-Sure, cg.

I'm in the lab again.

And you're right, the virus
is making things a little funky.

Define funky.

Like when you have a high fever,

Everything's a throbbing blur.

Sample brain's degrading
from the internal heat.

Get a move on, sweet pea.

Barmal's working on it...

But she isn't happy.

Move me forward in time.

Memory collapse imminent.

Kirsten, you need to bounce.
You listening?

-Something to write on...
-What?

-I need a something
to write on.
-I'm on it.

Tell her she's gotta go.

Kirsten.

Hang on.

Kirsten?

I heart linus.

(gasps)

That's it.
Make any sense to you?

Mitates bones from star trek)
mn it, jim.
M a neuroscientist,

-Not a molecular biologist.
-Focus.

Just trying
to lighten the mood.

Yeah, we can load that into
the quantum computer.

Linus, digitize the output.

You okay, bud?

What? Yeah, yeah, i'm good.
What do you need?

-What? I'm fine.
-You're warm.

-Ayo.
-Stop. This is ridiculous.

Quiet, you.

101.2.

It's beginning.

How's he doing?

Don't sugarcoat it.

Headache, chills,
muscle pains, fever at 102.

-And his blood pressure is...
-Low.

If it drops any lower,
you could experience dizziness,

Confusion,
subconjunctival hemorrhage.

Subconjunctival hemorrhage?

Bleeding in the eyes.

I was wrong.
I need sugarcoating.

In other bad news, i just
generated a statistical model

That puts the chance we're
all infected at a robust 98%.

I'm sorry, guys.

What are we gonna do?

I choose to panic
in my own way.

We work the problem.
The time is running now
on all of us.

Okay, clearly barmal's
formula was ineffectual.

How long will it take until
we find out what went wrong
so we can make adjustments?

Our computers can do it
quickly, but we'll need
a pre-symptomatic sample

Of barmal's blood to
isolate exactly how the serum
affected her immune system.

I took a routine sample
of her blood before the
virus kicked in.

It's in the medical bay.

(buzzer)

-Ayo.
-We're locked out.

It's an automatic
security precaution.

The computer must have
calculated that the virus
originated in the lab

And is isolating it.

Insult, meet injury.

-Damn it.
-Can you override it?

Damn it.
Baptiste, magritte.

(mouths)

Confirm voice recognition.

Command level override.

Shall we play
a game of chess?

You gotta be
freakin' kidding me.

Now what?

Where does that access
panel lead?

As you all know,
the lab was built in
an old hydroelectric substation.

Told you.

I'm begging you.

The drainage culvert under
the flooring was repurposed
as cabling channels.

There is one access point
that runs 100 feet

From the observation deck
straight to the medical bay.

-I'll go.
-No, you can't.

There's an old gear shaft
that narrows the culvert

To 18 inches by 9 inches.

Guess i'm out.

I can fit through that,
i think.

You need to take care of those
of us who are getting sick.

It's okay.
I'll be fine.

It's not just you anymore.

-I'm okay.
-(beeps)

101.7

Okay, stop staring at me.
I'm not dead yet.

Yeah, and it looks like
i get to keep it that way.

I'll go. I can do it.

You sure?

Maggie:
How do you feel?

Like crawling through
a hundred feet of
repurposed drainage culvert.

Thanks so much for asking.

Okay, the yellow cables will
lead you to the medical bay.

Follow the yellow brick road.
Got it.

-Comlink.
-Thank you.

The distance from here to
the medical bay is 100 feet.

We'll track your
progress remotely.

It should take you about
eight minutes to get there.

Give me ten.
Underachiever.

Once there, you'll be able
to open the door from the
inside and let ayo in.

Sounds good.
Okay, let's do this.

(cell phone ringing)

Liam?

Can we talk about this later?

Because i'm in the middle
of something.

I said later, please.

(coughing)

-Hey.
-Let me see.

Don't tell maggie.

She needs to know.

She'll find out soon enough.

Camille, how are you doing?

Ugh. This is the third most
awful thing i've ever done.

(coughs)

Okay, i see the gear
thingy up ahead.

I'm ruining my t-shirt.

The agency will get you
another one.

Screw that, maggie.
I want hazard pay.

(grunting)

(gasps)

Camille, you're almost there.
Just keep following
the yellow cable.

She stopped moving.
Is she okay?

Camille. Camille.

Camille.

Maggie:
Camille!

Camille, camille,
are you there?

(camille screams)

Here, give it.

Okay, camille, talk to me.
What's going on?

Oh, my god. Oh, my god.
Oh, my god. (exhaling)

Camille, what is it?

There's a rat in here.

(mouths)

Oh, okay, that's all?

There are two things in
the world that terrify me.

Rats and hairy backs.

Oh, my god.
Oh, my god, it's touching me.

It's disgusting
and it's touching me
with its rat teeth

And its rat fur covered
in rat diseases.

You are carrying a deadly virus
in your system

That could wipe out the entire
human species,

So if you wanna play
the "who's more disgusting
to whom game,"

I think you actually win.

(laughs) maybe.

Kirsten, i don't think
i can do this.

Yes, you can. It's more scared
of you than you are of it.

Yeah, i'm totally striking fear
into its heart.

Oh, my god. I can't.

Do it for linus.

Okay, i can. I can.

(exhales)

Okay.

You're just a rock.

A rock moving around in
the middle of my back,
but just a rock.

Okay, now take a deep breath.

And just relax
and keep moving.

Okay.

Just a few more feet.

Okay, camille,
you're under the medical bay.

There should be an access
panel to the right.

Camille?

Are you okay?

If the csp-21 germ
doesn't do me in,

I'm pretty sure rat-induced
nightmares will.

I'll run
dr. Barmal's blood sample.

How long do you need?

Twenty-five minutes for
the centrifuge,

Another ten
to test her cbc count.

Every minute counts.

-Rat.
-If you cooked it,
it could feed a family.

It was huge.

I've input the antiviral formula
into the quantum computer.

By factoring in barmal's
blood analysis--

How the serum affected
her immune system--

The computer may be able
to detect why it failed.

And then what?

Maybe barmal was close.

If she made a small
miscalculation in her research,

The computer could
possibly pick it up
and point us to a cure.

-It's a long shot.
-Not necessarily.

Dr. Barmal spent two years
of her life working on this.

Maybe she was on
the right track.

Now we wait.

(coughing)

Hey, you.

-Boy, you don't look so hot.
-Neither do you.

Well, just between us,
i think i might be coming
down with something.

Can i get you anything?

More water or just a shoulder
to rest your head?

I wouldn't mind a shoulder.

Okay.

-This is nice.
-Yeah.

It'd be nicer if there wasn't
rat poop on your shirt.

What? Shut up! Where?

Just kidding.

That's so not funny.

Damn rat nearly gave me
a heart attack.

Your forehead's on fire.

Are you scared?

Yes.

Me, too.

Okay, the results are in.

Maggie: And?

-It doesn't make any sense.
-What doesn't?

Barmal designed her serum
to block the virus from entering
human blood cells.

-So where did she go wrong?
-She didn't. That's the problem.

Her formula is correct.

Chemically speaking,
it should have been the cure.

Then why'd she
still get sick?

Because despite what
this multi-million dollar
supercomputer says,

Dr. Barmal missed something.

So now what?

If there's someone you want
to say goodbye to...

Now's the time.

Aren't you going to
call your fiance?

He's not my fiance.
We're not engaged.

But he proposed.

Yeah, and i never
gave him an answer.

What did barmal miss?

Well...
(coughs)

Clearly this is none
of my business,

But seeing that this may be
the last fight we ever have--

It's not like
i was hiding this from you.

No, but friends occasionally
tell each other things
about their lives,

You know, like getting
a parking ticket
or jury duty

Or a marriage proposal.

Liam asked me a question
which i haven't answered yet.

Therefore, there was
nothing for me to report.

Anyway, whether or not you
decide to marry liam,
you should probably call him.

You know what?
Let me be clear.
I have no intention of dying.

Not like this.
So i'm not calling anybody.

(clicks)

Hello.

Hey, ma.

Linus, where are you?
What's wrong?

Nothing. I'm just at work.

Samir. It's linus
from the office.
Something's wrong.

Everything is okay, ma.

You're in trouble,
aren't you?

-No, baba.
-You got fired?

No. I can't call you guys
just to say hello?

But you said we can't
call you at the office.

You can't.
Unless it's an emergency.

Benjamin, if you're there,
can you pick up?

Benjamin?

I'm calling you to say--

What i want you to know
is that i'm sorry

That i wasn't around
for you more and--

Are you there?

Woman: Dr. Goodkin.

Dr. Goodkin here too.

I'm running into a meeting.
So whoever this is, kindly
get to the point.

It's me, ma.
Cameron, your son.

Nigel, it's my son.
I'll be in, in a moment.

How are you feeling, cam?

I'm fine.

I just felt like calling.

You keeping up
with your medication?

I'm not a kid anymore, ma.
I can take care of myself.

I just wanted to say that

I love you both very much.

I knew something was wrong.

So what is the problem, son?

Whatever it is, we love you,
and we can get through it
together.

I want you to know that
i'm sorry about what i said

To you before you redeployed.

I do understand your
responsibility to the guys
more than you know.

Everything okay with your
government tinker-toys

Or whatever it is
you're working on?

Do we really have
to do this now?

No, i suppose not.

I don't want you
hanging up on me
again like last time.

Look, i'm sorry about that,
okay? I really am.

It's just you gave up a coveted
research position at mit,

-A position of a lifetime.
-Lifetime...

I'm calling because i'm--

I'm so happy.

I love my job,

And i have a great
girlfriend.

And my life is amazing
because of you guys.

You have a girlfriend?

This is what you're
trying to tell us?

Yeah, ma.

-When can we meet her?
-One day soon enough.

Bring her for dinner.
I'll make chicken tikka.

Do you think you
two have a future?

I think we'll be together
for a very long time.

Also,
and this is very important,

Whatever happens,
i don't want you to feel
guilty about anything, okay?

We have both always done
what was expected of us.

I want you to be safe
over there, okay?

I love you, ben.

I just want to know,
was it worth it?

Yeah.

Am i interrupting?

No. Actually,
i'm glad you're here.

I have something for you.

What?

Your birthday present.

This is my present?

No.
This is your present.

You knew my mother?

I worked with her when i
was first administrating
the stitchers program.

But she never worked
at the program.

She did.

In fact, your mother
was one of the original
designers of our technology

Along with ed.

And my father.

Kirsten, ed and your mother

Were the real visionaries
behind stitchers.

-But that's not--
-what you were led to believe.
I know.

The reality is that your
father couldn't keep up
with ed and your mother

And compensated by taking
credit for her work
after she died.

So your birthday gift to me

Is to shatter what few
beliefs i had about what
little i can remember

From my past.
You shouldn't have.

You've been asking
for the truth.

Now you have it.

This is ed's handwriting.

What does he want us
to remember?

After your mother died,

I promised him i would
look after you if something
happened to him.

I think he wanted me
to remember that promise.

And what does he want me
to remember?

Who you are.

And that your mother
loved you completely.

I wish i could remember her.

All i can seem to remember
is ed.

In spite of what you
think you know about him,

Ed clark cared about you.

He was one of most
gentle people i ever knew.

If you felt that way,
why didn't you grieve
when he died?

What makes you think
i didn't?

You're not the only one
around here who has trouble
showing their emotions.

Hey.

-Small sips, okay?
-Thanks.

How'd it go,
with your parents?

It went.

Anyways, who are you
thinking about calling?

(clears throat)

You know, it's a tossup
between no one and nobody.

(laughs)

There's gotta be someone
in your family you wanna
call. Your parents?

No, they walked out on me
when i was 16.

I haven't seen them since.

Everyone i care about
is in here with me.

Okay, what time exactly
did dr. Barmal die?

11:56 pm.

Look, i know you have trouble
with these kinds of things,

But i think it might
be good for you to
say goodbye to liam.

I did say goodbye
to liam this morning.

That's different. You thought
you were gonna see him tonight.

Protocol to inhibit
deterioration was
administered when exactly?

12:01.

So she was placed in
the corpse cassette at 7:00 am.

Stitch initiated 28 minutes
after that.

-Look, all i'm saying is
if you care about him--
-i do care about liam.

But right now i care more
about saving our asses

And wasting precious time
processing the emotions
associated

With making a phone call
to my maybe/maybe not fiance

-To say a veiled goodbye will
prevent me from helping to--
-to save our asses.

No, i get it, but here's
something you need to get.

We might die and that
is something you're gonna
have to face sooner or later.

Okay.

I'm under the impression
that dying is kind of
a big deal, kirsten.

Can we just talk about
stuff we know about?

I know about this.

When i was ten years old,
i had heart surgery.

Remember that scar?
I needed a valve replaced.

The doctor said i had less
than 50% chance of living.

My parents didn't think
i'd survive.

And when i did,
they were very grateful.
They were very scared.

They didn't want me
overexerting myself.

The playground? Forget it.
Sports? Cameron's too
fragile for that.

They thought if i exerted
myself, it would kill me.

So this scar is a constant
reminder

Of how fragile life is.

And how fragile
my parents thought i was.

Well, i think that you
have proven them wrong

Several times over.

Dr. Barmal killed
herself to stop the virus
spreading, right?

She assumed the virus
would die with her.

Yeah, and it did.

She wasn't contagious
when she got here.

The lab sensors would
have detected that.

Something we did
activated the virus.

It went live when she was
in the corpse cassette.

Which is a frosty 33 degrees.

So the cold brought
the virus back to life.

When they found her
in her apartment,

She was slumped over
in a scalding shower

And the heat in her apartment
was cranked to the maximum.

Wait, she took a hot shower
and turned up the heat
to activate the serum?

She thought the heat
would make it work.

But she just
realized it too late.

Okay, wait, how hot
can we make the lab?

Hot enough. We just need
the serum from barmal's lab.

You are a genius.

-You're just getting that now?
-Crank the heat.

Cameron:
Who are you calling?

-(clicks)
-fisher, it's me.

No, no, there's no cake yet.
We need your help.

Please tell me you're
not afraid of heights.

I've never wanted to dive
into the fish tank so badly.

Cooling down would defeat
the purpose of what we're
trying to do.

With the temperature this
high, when we get the serum,

It should speed up
the recovery process,

And in the meantime,

It may prevent the virus
from spreading.

-How are you doing, tim?
-I feel good.

-You're not sick?
-I'm too big to fail.

(cell phone rings)

Fisher.

He's here. He got barmal's serum
from turner.

(buzzer)

I'm accessing
the elevator shaft now.

(alarm blaring)

-Oh, crap.
-What?

Our security system detected
a breach at the lockdown
in the elevator shaft.

The system isn't recognizing
it's fisher trying to
save our asses.

Damn it, we're locked out
of the computer.

Can't we just unplug it?
I'm sorry.

-Tell fisher to get out
of here while he can before--
-before what?

Before all the oxygen is sucked
from the elevator shaft

And fills with halon gas
to kill any pathogens.

This lab is really beginning
to piss me off.

He has 90 seconds.

Okay, fisher, fisher.
Can you hear me?

In less than 90 seconds,
the elevator shaft is gonna
fill with halon gas

And you won't be able
to breathe.

Fantastic.

Kirsten?

Kirsten!

Cameron: Kirsten!

(grunting)

-They're locked down.
-We need to force it open.

Both: Tim!

(grunts)

(grunting)

(groaning)

(groans)

Save them. Save yourself.

No one else is gonna die
protecting me.

Oh, my god.

(coughing)

-It's all in here.
-I'll start with the injections.

Okay, treat
the sickest first.

Good to see you, fisher.

Well, i heard
there was cake.

(laughs)

(panting)
soon, fisher, soon.

-Man: Lockdown complete.
-Okay, so it looks good.

We've scanned the lab
twice and it's clean.

-The high heat wiped out
the virus.
-How about my team?

Clothes are being destroyed,
and the disinfecting
protocol has worked.

Not to mention the emergency
delivery of barmal's serum.

All of our lab work
has come back clean.

There's no trace
of the virus left at all.
You're cleared to leave.

(laughing)

Well, that was fun.
Now what?

How about the rest
of the day off?

Thank you, boss.

Ugh! How are you feeling?

If i said lousy,
would you come home
and nurse me back to health?

He's fine.

Thanks, fisher.

You know,
i do have a first name.

Yeah, i know.
Thanks, fisher.

You know what, guys?
Best birthday ever.

(theme music playing)

¶ take me inside ¶