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Sir, you ran a stop sign back there.

I'm gonna need to see your license and registration.

[speaking foreign language]

Sir, You've been drinking? - [indistinct]

No, why don't we walk up? Hey.

Hey, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Hey, come here.

[speaking foreign language]

Yeah, I know, I know, I know.

Absolutely.

Yeah! yeah, yeah...

I'm sorry, Detective. He's still loaded.

It's hard to steer.

Come on, come on, come on.

Brander, DUI? - Yes, sir.

I was just gonna put him in lockup.

- Don't! Cells are full.

Babysit him in interrogation till the guys

from central come in.

Come on.

Ma'am, can you describe the carjacker?

Uh, no. He had a ski mask.

[violent wind sound]

Joseph, if you keep eating that junk, you're not gonna

fit into your tux very well. - There's snow,

keeps up, it won't matter.

You talked to Ella? - Certainly did.

She's not gonna let a little snow flurry cancel her wedding.

A little flurry?

They say it might break the record set back in 1939.

- I'm very surprised at your attitude, Joseph.

Huh?

- As I told Ella myself, if the roads are closed,

I will commandeer a snowplow, personally, and drive us

all up to the church.

- You own a snowplow? That set the mind

at ease. Right?

- Hey, guys, that guy Brander brought in

is having some kind of fit.

We need some help in there.

Wait.

He's in there, Chief.

- No, don't.

Don't go in there.

I saw him when he came in. - What?

I'm a doctor.

They may be beyond help.

Convulsions, bleeding from the eyes.

That's classic Ebola!

Or some other VHF.

- What's a VHF?

Viral, hemorrhagic fevers.

They're all over Africa.

They're highly contagious and they're deadly.

- If you're wrong about this quarantine, we could

be denying medical attention to a very sick man.

- If I'm right, it's better than infecting the entire

precinct, maybe the whole city.

- All right! Seal off the room, Joe,

seal the building. Do it now.

What's your name? - Dr. Cherry.

- All right, get her on the phone with CDC now.

Come on, Doc. Come on.

What about Brander, chief?

He could die in there.

- Nobody goes in around Nancy.

Nobody.

Hud

Brander! Until we know what we're dealing with,

the chief feels our best strategy is to contain it.

Yeah, well, the Chief's not the one that's in here now, is he?

Phil, the doctor that we've got here believes that

your subject is contagious.

Okay, so we both need treatment and we both need to go

to a hospital, right?

We're trying to prevent an outbreak, sergeant.

So you're locking me in here?

I can't believe this.

It was a routine traffic stop.

I thought the guy looked drunk.

How long?

We don't know.

[crowd chattering]

How's Brander doing?

- This one scares me, Joe.

- Doctor Cherry's been on the phone with the CDC.

She ran the symptoms. They agreed.

Seal the room and lock down the building.

- They sending people over?

- DC department of Health's putting together

a response team.

How long? - They don't know.

Here. Brenda's arrest report.

Our sick guy is Khalil Kassala.

He's from the Sudan.

There have been two outbreaks of ebola in the Sudan this year.

Good God.

What? - Brendon brought in Kassala.

They bumped into Temple.

Kassala threw up on him.

All right, you try a cell phone?

Home, cell beeper, nothing.

Okay, get ahold of Dobrino.

Tell him what we're up against, to have him find Temple.

If he does, tell him to stay put.

I want to do a compstat on this.

I want to know who, what, where, when and how.

Who came into contact with Kassala, what happened to them?

Who'd they come in contact with? The people inventory.

I want everybody accounted for, Joe.

You got it.

Start to your left,

and 1 2 3 4 1 2, ah!

The idea is to not step on your partner's feet.

One, two, three.

[mobile rings]

Baby, get that, will you? I'm covered in garlic.

[mobile rings]

Hello? Ella!

You know, Sorry to bother you.

Well, we have a situation here.

Yeah

I'm never gonna get this.

Oh, yeah, you will.

Look, I'm gonna tell you a little secret.

See, it's all in the shoulders. Let me show you.

So what's 1 2 1 2?

Okay, you gotta work the shoulders, right.

- That was the chief.

They've been quarantined. - Who?

What? - Everyone at headquarters.

We'll go with you.

No, no.

You stay here, okay?

I don't even know if what I'll be able to do there.

Teach Ricky to dance, and I'll call as soon

as I know more, okay?

All right.

[strong breeze]

[knocks on door]

You're late.

Is Temple home?

- I thought you were him.

I hate to spoil your party, but we got a problem.

Any word yet? - No, sir.

I'm going through stuff now, see if I can figure it out.

Chief, how long do you think we got?

Look, if he has ebola, it may be already too late.

Now listen to me.

If you find him, and you will find him, I want him isolated.

Do not expose yourself or anybody else.

Do you understand that? You call me.

I'll get CDC out there to pick him up.

Do you understand that?

Just tell me you understand.

Yes, sir.

What'd he say?

He said, find him.

It's Gisele.

They were gonna get married.

Until she got murdered.

- He ain't told me.

Just never seen them together.

I shouldn't be looking at this.

Wait a minute.

Pick up tux Friday?

- Yeah, for Ella's wedding.

- I know which cleaners he uses.

I'll get my coat.

You're not going.

Like hell I'm not going.

He said, "I'll take my tux, please."

I said, "Okay, here. Bye!"

- How did he look? Did he look sick at all?

Have you guys noticed the weather outside?

I was closing when you got here.

I said I'd answer, like, two questions.

This is like, your third sister.

If I make this a crime scene, you're gonna be here all night.

Now answer the lady's question. - I don't know.

Yeah. Seemed a little out of it.

Well, out of it how?

- Like he was mumbling or something.

Kept asking if they plowed the roads to Nokesville,

wherever the hell that is. - Nokesville?

That's where Giselle's buried.

Lost Hill cemetery, Nokesville, Virginia.

Thank you.

Thanks.

[strong breeze]

Oh, come on.

Come on.

[horn sound]

Damn it. - Help me.

Somebody, please. Help me.

Please. Help me.

Hello?

- Help me. Somebody, please help me.

Okay, I'm here. I'm here.

Do you think you can get out?

- No, my foot is stuck.

All right.

I'm gonna go to the road, okay? - No.

No, please don't leave me here. Please.

I don't wanna move you, okay?

- I'm a nurse, okay? I can.

I can feel the pain. Wiggle my toes.

I can move. Please don't leave me here.

Okay. Uh, do you have a jack?

Uh, yeah, in the trunk.

What's left of it. - Okay.

I'll be right back. Okay.

All right.

Okay. We got 26 cops unaccounted for.

Twelve of them were confirmed to be in the building when

Brander brought Kassala in.

Let's find out what happened to them.

Where did they eat? Where'd they go to drink?

Talk to their families.

If you've already talked to them, talk to them again.

- And don't forget about yourselves.

Wash your hands a lot.

And if anybody starts to feel sick, you see me ASAP.

If we tell you we're sick, are you gonna lock us away

like you did Brander, Chief?

What?

I mean, if I'm sick, I would like to go to the hospital.

I may like to have that choice. - You don't.

None of us do. We're in this together.

We stay together, we get out. We get out together.

What's the problem with that. You have a problem with that?

That's right.

Chief.

Yeah? Joe.

The Kassala, we ran the name

through Homeland Security.

He's on the FBI terrorist watch list.

What?

What does that mean?

It means that he could have infected himself

to start an epidemic.

That's what it means.

All right, get ahold of Neal Spence at the FBI.

Head of bio terrorism.

Doctor, would you please go with him? -Yeah

[dramatic music]

[police chattering]

[helicopter whirring]

Ma'am!

This area is closed.

I am Ella Farmer, director of police administration.

Look, ma'am, I'm sorry, but no one is allowed past this.

I am aware of the situation.

This is my building and I know the people

in there need my help.

Now, are you gonna stand in my way?

Are you gonna be smart and take me to your boss?

What's it gonna be? - Miss Farmer?

Apologies. Neil Spence.

I'm with the FBI's bio terrorism squad.

What's going on in there?

We have a biological threat, possibly a foreign agent.

We're about to send a team in.

Medical personnel with supplies to take care of our people?

We can't treat them until we know what the bug is.

There's hot coffee inside.

You sit tight.

I'll keep you posted.

Mr. Spence,

if you think I'm gonna sit on my ass and sip coffee

while the people I care about are trapped in that building,

you got another thing coming.

So hold on. Okay?

Let's hold still. - Okay.

Ow, ow. Careful, careful.

[grunts]

Okay, okay, I got it.

You okay? - Okay.

What? What is it?

Nothing.

I'm sorry.

Let's get you out of here.

Hold on to me. Hold on to me.

Okay. - Okay, got it.

Okay, chief, I'm gonna need you to shut down the heat,

fans, the air ducts.

We want to create a negative air pressure, keep this thing

from spreading room-to-room and outside the building -Alright

Ferris, put that up, would you, please?

I get maintenance on it.

Not all of the ducts shut off automatically.

I'm marking the ones that don't.

In red.

Thank you, Ella. - Thank you.

Chief, we're sending in a hazmat box so you can take a look

at Kassala's personal effects.

The more we know about him, the better our chances of figuring

out what he's sick with.

So what do you think?

Look, Chief,

even if Kassala is just a sick guy from the Sudan,

we still have to assume a level four pathogen.

Ebola. Green monkey disease.

Mortality rates can rise as high as 80%.

- What if he's a terrorist? What then?

- Latest intel shows a Sudanese group linked to Al Qaeda's been

working on a level four path that vectors like TB.

In other words, it's engineered to spread through the air like

a slow motion suicide bomb.

All right, chief, my guys are ready.

Meet him at the front door.

Move it out, guys.

[crowd chattering]

Scotty.

Scotty. Give me a couple of guys.

Come with me.

You know, I'm starting not to feel so good.

I think I got a fever.

And the chills, - they had to turn off the heat.

You having trouble swallowing? - Huh?

Uh, no.

CDC's coming in to take a blood sample of the guy.

Maybe they can bring in a coat or something.

You know, I was this close to not even stopping this guy.

I mean, I saw him blow through the stop sign,

and I thought, let's let it go. It's cold.

It's late.

Better to get back to HQ and do your paperwork,

head home for the weekend.

Now the choices we make in life, huh?

Phil, I'm sorry.

It's not your fault, Nance.

No, I mean about us.

I'm sorry I maybe didn't take it as seriously as you did.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Look, don't go.

Don't go start losing hope on me now, okay?

I mean, we're gonna get out of here, right?

Right?

Yeah.

Welcome, gentlemen.

You two go with this officer.

Rest of you, follow me.

The name is Khalil Kassala.

From the Sudan.

Check the stamps.

Where's he been?

Saudi Arabia, Yemen,

all in the last nine months.

A Virgil travelog of Al Qaeda training camps.

- Checking the bag.

[suspenseful music]

Car rental agreement.

Date on that is four.

Three.

Shampoo.

Latrobe Hotel.

Got an envelope.

Got a picture here.

Kassala, I'm assuming. Looks like him.

With a woman.

She's pregnant.

Maybe an African village and a slip of paper.

1547 Green Vista street.

- I'll get my guys on the car rental place.

And I'll get the guest and hotel list of employees

from all of the Latrobe hotels.

Run down the addresses.

And, chief, why don't you send me that picture on email,

see what I can find out.

- All right.

Ella!

- Yeah?

Thank you.

I'll get back to chief.

Brander, they're gonna chop these samples over to US

army at Fort Detrick.

About 12 hours, we'll know what we're dealing with.

- Oh, only 12 hours?

How about I wait here?

They're not taking the airlock with them, are they, Chief?

They have to.

It's protocol.

What if we need to get in there?

[suspenseful music]

Where do you think we are on this map?

Lost.

No, we're not, here

[mobile rings]

Debrina.

Where are you, yet?

We're a little lost, chief.

We're at a fork in the road, but I'm really not.

Route 28. Route 28.

But I'm not really sure which way to go.

Hey, look, I talked to the feds.

They say they've scoured Route 28 from Manassas

to Nokesville and back again.

So if it's a side road, take it.

You haven't heard from them yet?

No,

nothing yet.

Nothing.

- I'll be in touch.

You know, we could have asked for directions

when we got the map. - What are you talking about?

We're going that way.

We're always going that way.

Don't be rolling your eyes on me.

Just drive.

It's a cold.

I'm sorry.

We needed to keep this running down.

You keep looking at me.

Ever since you got me out of my car.

So is there anybody at home worried about you?

You got a husband?

Boyfriend?

Dumped him.

Why?

Well, I broke my heart.

It hurts when it doesn't work out,

but you know that feeling at the beginning of a relationship?

You know when you're walking on the balls

of your feet and everything reminds you of that person?

That feeling is great.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm in this thing now.

I. uh...

I don't know where it's going.

I don't even know if it's going.

She wants you to be happy, Temple.

If she could, she would tell you to keep her

in your head always.

But open your heart and let yourself fall in love again.

Why did you just say that to me?

There you go again.

Now, look,

you need to stay warm.

We ran Kassala's passport on every airline, charter, flight

and ship that's come into the country in the last six months.

Nothing.

- But he was able to rent a car in Baltimore.

Okay, so you're saying he stowed away on a ship

to avoid immigration?

Yes, indeed, I do.

My guys found traces of macrocystis pyrifera

on the floor mat of his car.

That would be sea kelp. - Ella.

What about the addresses?

- There are 211 Green Vista streets in America,

none of them in DC.

What about the hotels? - 16 in the DC area,

I checked the guest and employee lists on all

of them going back a month.

No Kassala.

All right, thank you.

Wizards won.

Sonics, rockets, trailblazers all won.

Lakers lost.

Yes.

Who's there?

Cows go.

Cows go who? - No, they don't.

Brander, cows go move.

Hey, chief. How you doing?

I'm doing good.

How you doing?

No, I'm hanging in there.

Yeah, pop in fresh boys went by earlier.

Look, they brought me cocoa.

His throat's swelling up.

You do know that I could break out of here right now.

I could just tear right through that plastic.

Well, you could have done that 3 hours ago.

I don't want to die in here, chief.

Not like this.

We're doing everything we can, Phil.

Yeah, me too.

[intense music]

[police chattering]

Ma'am, you have 30 seconds.

Stay 5ft away from the glass.

Hi.

We have to stop meeting like this.

Is this it, chief?

Is this the next wave of terrorism

we've all been dreading?

I don't know, Ella. Maybe it is.

After 911, I promise myself

all the good things in my life

I was never going to take for granted again.

We all did.

And then we all did.

- My sister was murdered. And I got through that.

And God gave me cancer, and I got through that.

Now tomorrow I'm supposed to get married.

It's my turn to be happy, dammit.

And nobody is cooperating.

Not you, not Brander, not

[indistinct]

and it's not fair

I just feel like crying.

It's not fair.

I'm going. Ma'am, it's.

I can walk. I can walk.

- I'm sorry, ma'am. It's fine.

I'm fine.

Chief, Brander's in trouble.

[tensed music]

What's happening?

He may be going into pulmonary arrest.

Hemorrhagic fevers like ebola constrict the trachea.

What's happening?

We need to open his airway. - How?

Emergency tracheotomy.

- But how do we do it if we can't get in there?

We don't. - No, we could.

We could. You could talk me through it.

Chief, the point of the quarantine is to keep

what's in there out of here.

Joe, give me this bookcase.

We can bring it over against the wall.

Help him get an airlock.

[indistinct]

Do I need to do move a tray? - This is not gonna work

and plastic, Joe.

Got it.

Get him in there. - We're sealing.

It's gotta be completely sealed.

Get another roll of tape. Come on.

We gotta make a total airlock all the way around.

Are you ready?

All right, we're ready.

[intense music]

Okay.

Find his Adam's apple.

Yeah.

- About an inch down, you should feel another bulge.

The cricoid cartilage.

You want to cut between the two.

Half an inch wide, horizontal.

Half an inch down, no deeper.

You'll cut into his larynx.

That's it.

Steady.

Steady.

- Now what?

Push your finger in the slit.

How about if I use the handle or the scallop?

All right. Push the trach tube in.

Is this there?

- That's it.

Put it in? - Put it in and the slit,

push it through.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Good.

Now blow, 20 breaths per minute.

[intense music continues]

Brander. Come on.

I'm getting a lot of blood. - That's okay.

You're in.

Come on, Brander.

[intense music continues]

okay!

[indistinct chattering]

[indistinct]

sorry.

You've got a sick man in there who may be a bio terrorist.

And Jack Mannion and just about everybody else has trapped him.

Where's Ricky?

He's behind the perimeter.

He's safe.

None of us are safe. You get him out of here.

Get yourself away from here. - And go where?

Without you?

Home. Home.

And get ready for tomorrow. - Tomorrow?

What's tomorrow?

Tomorrow you and I are getting married.

If destiny means anything.

Now, you visualize it with me, all right?

You and me.

It's a clear blue day, and we're at the altar, and all

of our friends are at church.

And, Ricky, can't dance.

You visualize it with me, and it will happen.

All right?

Hey.

How you doing?

Never better.

Warm inside.

You may have some internal bleeding.

I can't just sit here. I'll get some help.

It can't be that far, right?

Let's put this around you.

I'll be right back.

Temple.

You're not dumping me, are you?

Mira, I'll be right back.

I won't forget you. - I know, Temple.

[dramatic music]

How is he?

His pulse is good.

I just don't know how long this is gonna last.

All right.

Kassala was from Sudan, right?

That's what his passport says.

- Well, I stared at this picture until I almost went cross-eyed.

And then I saw it

reflected in the cooking pot.

It's horizontal stripes.

Green, white, and blue.

Just outside the frame of this picture, a flag was flying.

And it wasn't Sudanese.

It was from Sierra Leone.

Yeah, maybe he's visiting relatives.

- Chief, I don't know. There's something.

The way his armor is around that woman

and the smile on his face, even the clothes he's wearing.

My gut tells me that this is his home.

All right, let's get Spence on the line

and try and figure this out.

Driving all the way out here in this weather.

What was he thinking?

He doesn't always.

[mobile rings]

Hello?

No, I can't talk right now because I can't.

I'll call you to that.

The guy I saw you with at [indistinct],

uh, who that was is none of your business, -okay.

Of course.

How I handle knowing that you're stepping out of my partner.

Now, that is my business, isn't it?

I'm not stepping out on anyone.

- Right?

Look, sometimes this stuff gets messy.

I get it.

Excuse me, but I will decline membership

to the Kevin de Breno club. Thank you very much.

The Kevin de Bruno club?

I mean, I was here, what, a day before I heard about how you

got shot in the ass for having a nunu with another cop's wife.

Whoa, that's not my MO. Just to be clear,

- ouch.

Peace.

And keep your eyes on the road, okay?

Sierra Leone?

No, they got zero intel.

Al Qaeda's recruiting there.

Yeah, what about the flag in the photo?

I'm just telling you what the reports tell me, chief.

If he is from Sierra Leone, maybe things aren't

as bad as we thought.

Look, US emirates done some work on our bug.

It's a hemorrhagic fever viral virus, possibly arena virus.

Or possible signs of RNA were coded.

- What's that in English?

It could still be a bio-bomb.

They're trying to nail it down.

Wait a minute.

I think I got something.

What is it?

Fisherman's wharf.

Come get Crabby.

- San Francisco?

The address he had on him was in San Francisco.

[emotional music]

Oh, God.

[emotional music continues]

He's gone.

[emotional music continues]

[indistinct chattering]

I needed to get out of there.

Mind if I come in for a while?

Come on.

We're going to make it out of here, Nancy.

I know we are.

Oh, yeah, but, Crystal, what have you been looking at?

Been too much sacrifice around here today.

That sort of thing makes its own look.

Not how it works.

That's how it works.

Never paid much attention to religion.

I mean, I do the normal stuff, go to church

and everything, but.

Well, a mess like this really gets you thinking, doesn't it?

Yeah.

Try having a family, you know?

Got a baby.

How do you baptize her?

How much God do you raise her with?

That's the sort of thing that sets me off.

Am I all right with God?

I guess if I'm not, I won't be tricking him into

thinking that I am with some last minute plea for mercy.

Any God who'd buy that one's not worth worshiping.

And I uh...

I Think I better shut up.

The presence of death

has certainly made me very chatty.

Get back. All of you.

Get back when I got it.

Officer, you don't want to do this.

Let me go. - All right, everybody relax.

Sergeant. - Back up.

Sergeant, bolster your weapon now.

- No. No.

I'm going to hospital, and it's the only chance.

Ain't that right, doc? Say it.

- Let go of me.

- What's wrong with you people?

Don't you have families?

I got a baby.

- I got a baby, too.

She's two months old

and she is so damn sweet.

My heart breaks at the thought of never holding her again,

but I know, she would want her daddy to have a little

dignity, some courage.

So why don't you show a little of both?

Hand me the gun. Now!

- Back off.

Get him on the ground.

Get him out of here

So you still getting married tomorrow?

- Yep.

You think it'd be okay if I called Ella, mom?

I think it'd be more than okay.

So I guess you're my dad, then?

Yeah.

Yeah, okay by me.

Wait. That's his car.

There he is. On the road.

Oh, my God.

No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Stay away from him. - What!

Stay away from me. Calm down.

Just calm down. Listen to me.

Listen to me. He could be dead, okay?

Listen. He could be dead.

There's no point in both of us getting exposed.

[dramatic music]

He's alive. Come on, buddy.

Come on.

Gotta get you to a hospital.

Stay over there. I'm gonna put him in your car.

Don't get too close.

- She's, uh. What's that?

She's in the car. She's in the car.

She's hurt.

- Kendall, check his car, will ya?

Okay, buddy. - There's nobody in here.

- She's always in an accident. What's he talking about?

She's over there.

- All right, buddy. Try and stay warm.

I'll send somebody for you, okay?

- Okay.

[engine revives]

1547 Green Vista Street, Chinatown.

FBI agents just interviewed the landlord there.

Three guys from Sierra Leone moved out two weeks ago.

No forwarding address.

- Ella, any of them named Kassalla?

- It's coming in now.

No!

Name on the lease is Boma 'B.O.M.A'.

Okay, check the list at the Latrobe Hotel.

This time, use the name Boma.

Boma Jay.

He works in housekeeping at the Latrobe off embassy row.

You got an address?

709 T Street southeast, apartment nine C.

Mr.Spence, go get him, Please.

[intense music]

[indistinct]

Chief, it's over.

He's not a terrorist.

He's an illegal immigrant from Sierra Leone.

He came here to be with his family, his wife and child

in the district, and his three brothers in San Francisco

stowed away on a freighter.

By the time he got to Baltimore, he was sick as a dog.

- with?

A virus called loss of fever.

Now, apparently it's pretty common in Sierra Leone.

Luckily, this strain is mild, and it can be treated

with a drug called Riboviran

within two weeks of exposure.

- Oh, thank God.

Oh, Ella.

Ella, my dear.

When the hell can we get out of here?

Well, the ambulances are rolling up now, chief.

I'll see you soon. - Can't wait. Ella.

Phil!

We're getting out of here, kiddo.

[emotional music]

Very steady.

Okay.

All right. I just want everybody to understand,

nobody goes home. Don't hug your families.

We have ambulances waiting outside to take you

to the hospital so you get checked out.

Don't forget to put in for overtime.

Let's go.

[indistinct chattering]

[claps]

Thank you!

God, I love the snow

are we responsible for that man's death?

The way the world is now?

Miss Farmer, I don't know how we could have

done it any other way.

[indistinct]

Hey.

- Where am I?

You're in a hospital.

I'm Manassas.

You had a car accident.

You okay?

I had this dream.

What was it about?

I think it was about us.

Come here.

[emotional music]

Hey, chief.

You've got a tux! - Yeah.

Thanks.

So you enjoying the wedding so far?

I'm ready to eat.

Hey, listen.

What'd I tell you on the phone to do when you found temple?

To call you and the CDC, -hmm?

And what did you think that was? A request?

I mean, if you found Temple and he had ebola or something more

deadly. And on the way to the hospital,

you'd gotten into an accident.

You know how fast that disease would have spread, right?

The oath you took, detective, requires you to make

some hard decisions.

And sometimes those decisions mean that you protect

your life at the expense of someone you're close to.

You nervous?

No.

Me either.

Ready, mom?

[uplifting music]

Stay tuned for scenes from our next episode.

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