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Previously on
The Hot Zone Anthrax.

Bruce,
where did you just go?

The
USA is in an understandable

state of anxiety.

This could
be related to terrorism.

Who knows where those
bastards are hiding out,
just find them.

Didn't you say Iraq
doesn't have the Ames strain?

Here's a copy of
what I faxed to your office.

Happy to help.

We found that something
have been added to the spores.

How certain are you
about what that substance is?

Bentonite?

100%.

There's only
one county we know of that's
added Bentonite to anthrax.

If we go for Saddam,
will we even get Al-Qaeda?

All the terrorists
who did all this?

So tell me more
about your lone wolf theory.

All signs point
to our perp being a highly
educated American citizen

with scientific expertise,

most likely
works in isolation,
suffers from mental illness.

I drew up this profile
to send to the American
Society of Microbiology.

What if the
anthrax killer is one of us?

You did
a real service for
your country, Dr. Ivins.

It's an honor, sir.

Things are good.

Boss, hey.

Jesus. Are you
already out running?

It's not even 6:00.
I was gonna leave a message.

Yeah, well I haven't been
getting much sleep lately.

Actually,
none of my team has.

I got them out swabbing
mailboxes all around
the clock in Jersey.

I was
calling to commend you
on this Bentonite thing.

Uh, Bentonite, what?

From
what I understand, Iraq is...

The only country that's
used it in producing anthrax.

Uh, yeah.

Well, that's what
the inspection team
found after the war but.

Yeah, right well...

Your USAMRIID team
just found Bentonite

in the attack spores,
which gives...

Us a direct link
between the letters and Iraq.

Made some people on
the Hill very happy to be

finally getting some
traction on this case.

Did they send
over their results?

No, that's your department.

All I know
is Director Mueller

just assigned us
a major case number.

More teams coming on.

Investigation's officially
been dubbed Amerithrax.

Hey, Ryker...

This is a big win for us.

You've done the Bureau proud.

We're one step
closer to getting weapons
of mass of destruction out

of the hands of terrorists.

Agent Ryker.

Excuse me, Colonel,
but your end run on the Hill

just sent us further down
a path to war with Iraq.

I wanna see this
Bentonite you say you found.

It wasn't me.

Bruce Ivins
is our top anthrax man.

You should've been dealing
with him from the start.

Then I wanna talk to him.

Where is he?

Bruce is never late.

Something must've come up,
but here's his findings.

You sent info to
the Hill based on one image?

Are you kidding!

It wasn't
just one scientist.

It was vetted.

It wasn't vetted by me.

This is the US Army,
we don't report to the FBI.

And none of us appreciate you
circulating a suspect profile.

Asking our microbiologists
to turn on each other.

Is that the
Bureau's idea of teamwork?

I see what could be
the presence of Bentonite.

But this photo isn't detailed
enough to show whether

the substance is covering
the spores or embedded in them.

Embedded means
someone took an existing
sample out of a lab.

And coated means it was
intentionally manufactured to

be more airborne,

to be a weapon of
mass destruction.

That's what the inspectors
found in Iraq in '92.

But this photo,
it's not conclusive
enough in either direction.

It's the best
picture we can take with
the equipment with have.

Well, before
our soldiers go on
a wild goose chase,

looking for
biological weapons,

I would like
to know for sure.

When the
President says go, look out,

it's hammer time.

We are gonna make
the world safer.

American and coalition
forces are in the

early stages of military
operations to disarm Iraq,

to free its people,

and to defend the world
from grave danger.

This is
not about a single person.

The President has declared war
on international terrorism

If we stick to the
President's course,

we're against
terrorists everywhere,

we're against any country
that supports them.

To go
in to Iraq and the suspicion
about anthrax in Iraq,

and that this
administration doesn't
wanna say the word Iraq

for fear of having to go in.

This
administration is not afraid
of saying the word Iraq.

Iraq's been on the terrorist
list for, for years.

We've
got to move on to phase
two and, in my opinion,

that's Saddam Hussein.

He, he hates us.

I have a feeling inside
myself that he may have
had some connection to, uh,

September 11th and perhaps
this anthrax scare.

The reports that the anthrax
could have been, uh,

tampered with by this
Bentonite that is Iraqi based.

I know that serious
people are looking at

both of those
matters seriously.

Ryker.

You've got
a lot of contacts
with counterterrorism.

Good morning.
Nice to see you.

I need to find
someone on the ground in Iraq

in the last five years.

Iraq?
That is a 180.

You're gonna bench
my lone wolf angle?

No, that's
not what I'm doing.

I'm not
pulling my profile.

I'm not asking you to.

Good,
because we've already
got two hits,

one in Texas,
one in Seattle.

I've got field
agents interviewing.

Can you just,
just have a seat or

go get me a cup of
coffee or something?

Look, there's
a chance that the spores

have been weaponized
with Bentonite,

and if that's true,
we're gonna have to
admit to the powers that

be that they know
something more than we do,

which is that Iraq is
harboring biological weapons.

And Al-Qaeda.

Okay, look let's just
say that, that it's true.

You told me that the Ames
strain came from the US.

It did, but it has
been shipped to labs around
the world for research.

How many?

We're still trying
to figure that out exactly,

but who knows how
lax the security

is at any of them?

Some scientists could,
could've been recruited or
even blackmailed by Al-Qaeda.

Who smuggled it
into the Iraq, weaponized it,

brought it into the US,

dropped it in the mail
in New Jersey, I mean,

that sounds, it
sounds a little messy.

I have no agenda.

It's my job just to
follow the science,

which I admit right
now is less than solid.

Okay. All right.

Well, what kind of
"intellectual asset"
are we looking for exactly?

Anyone who was
part of the UN inspection
team after Desert Storm.

Hi.

You've seen it, right?
Seen what?

The FBI profile,
the "Anthrax Killer?"

Apparently, they sent
it to everybody in the
microbiology community.

Like we're crazy enough
to work with dry anthrax,

they think we have
a death wish or something.

This is poppycock.

They're treating us
like we're the enemy.

They shouldn't do that.

We're the heroes.
They even said that.

It's gonna make us
all suspicious of each other,

as if this place
isn't tense enough.

You know, Jody,
if anyone tries to tap
our phones or computers,

turn this into
some witch-hunt,

there are ways to
protect ourselves.

Yeah, that is
a good point, but if
you think about it...

Excuse me. Dr. Ruiz?

Gabriel. Please.

Dani spoke highly of you.

Uh, thank you
for taking the time.

She tells me that
you were part of an
inspection team looking for

a bio and chem
weapons in Iraq.

I've been
off the inspection
circuit for a few years,

but I'll give you
whatever help I can.

I appreciate that.

I've got USAMRIID
rattling cages in high places.

Uh, careful now,

I did train under
some of their guys.

Ah.

Well, there are
just a few quick
triggers out there linking

the anthrax attack spores

to Iraq using a shaky
Bentonite connection.

Uh, we did find spores
in the soil less than an
hour's drive from Baghdad.

And you can confirm
that they used Bentonite
to aerosolize the powder?

Bacillus thuringiensis.

Claimed they coated
the anthrax with it

to make it easily
dispersible "Insecticide,"

but we all know that just
made it highly airborne,

deadly as hell.

Huh.

But Iraq never had
the Ames strain, right?

Never.
Okay.

So, then, what are the
chances that the Iraqis

somehow got their hands
on Ames and then,

used their aerosolizing
process to weaponize it?

I guess possible
in theory, but the obvious
question is why would they

jump through all those
hoops when they already
have their own strain?

The Vollum strain.

That's
what I was thinking.

The problem is none of
that seems to hold water
with the suits on the Hill.

Any other details you
can remember about the
spores you found over there?

I can do
better than that.

I brought back a
little souvenir from Iraq.

It's in the fridge.

All right.

Show time.

Spores from the
Leahy letter on the left,

Iraqi spores on the right.

The powders
are nothing alike.

Sir, the reports
USAMRIID were premature.

The anthrax in the
attack letters did
not come from Iraq.

We need to get
this to the West Wing.

Uh, let's
touch base tomorrow.

Mat, you can't be serious.

It's blasted
all over the media.

An independent
lab confirmed it and I
saw it with my own eyes.

This anthrax strain is
nothing like the one we saw

in Iraq after the war.

Well, if
not Iraq, then who?

I'm hearing a lot
about who didn't give
anthrax to Al-Qaeda.

How about one lead on who did?

Look, there are
probably reasons above my
pay grade to target Iraq.

Yeah, well...
One being that Hussein
is a inhumane dictator.

Absolutely.

But if our troops are
gonna get shipped off to war.

Thin ice, Ryker.

It's not your neck
they'll be coming for

if you turn
out to be wrong.

30 years of crossing
every T, dotting every I...

Then let the
science speak for itself.

Send this up the chain.

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♪ Let's do something new ♪

♪ To keep it under our hats ♪

♪ Let's do something new ♪

♪ To keep it under our hats ♪

I first met
Bruce Ivins at Chapel Hill
25 years ago.

We were doctoral students.

It didn't take me very long

to realize that there was
something different about him.

Hold.

Wow.

Hey, I'm Bruce.

Bruce Ivins.
What's your name?

And from that moment on,

Bruce was there to
greet me, every day.

So, he was an odd
duck who came on too strong.

That about right?

I got to say, none of
these points to Mr. Ivins
being our anthrax killer.

It's just, I...

Uh, I don't know.

You
called us, remember?

There's
a side to Bruce.

It's, uh, it's not
easy for me to explain.

Um, but it's
an unsettling side that
only a few women have seen.

But I learned to
keep my distance.

I started sneaking
into the lab through
the basement to avoid him.

It didn't work.

Even after I was
married and moved away,

he would drive
by my house at night,

and then one day,

on my way to
work in the morning,

he left me a little surprise.

You don't know what
Bruce is capable of.

Bruce?

Andrew, come on.

Okay.

Amanda, breakfast.

Come on.

Morning mom.
Good morning.

Morning.

Hi.

Hi.

Good morning.

How do you
know when you're in
the bathroom in France?

Euro-pean.

Oh, come on.

Did you hear about the
new book on anti-gravity?

Oh, please dad.
It's impossible...

Impossible to put down.

Yeah, I heard that.

Mm-hmm.

Okay, nothing yet?

Why don't
cannibals eat clowns?

Huh?

Because they...

Taste funny!

Oh, come on!

Oh, Bruce
broke the eggs.

Sorry, honey.

Another
late-night drive?

Who's hungry?

Do you think I'm
capable of hurting anyone?

Well, that is an
interesting question, Bruce.

Have you been experiencing
any aggressive urges?

Any violent thoughts?

What? No, no.

Gosh.

After
the events of 9/11,

you could, "Barely
contain your anger."

You told me that your
job gave you access to
deadly materials such as,

"Cyanide, to poison
the neighbor's dog,"

and "Ammonium nitrate
to make a bomb."

You wrote that down?

Okay.

I, I wanted you to know how
much trust they put in me.

I wasn't saying
I'd do anything.

I mean...

Has this been triggered by
your suspicions regarding

the fellow scientist
that you saw?

No, no, no, no,
no, no, forget what I said.

It wasn't Simon Kurz.

He's just not the guy.

I was mistaken.

I think I was confused,

and I, I, I might have,

I had another one of
those out-of-body experiences.

Describe it for me.

Well, it was
the same as last time.

I get this tingling down
both of my arms, and I'm...

And I get a little dizzy,

and I have this
funny taste in my mouth.

Was it
metallic, the taste?

I found a poem
that I sent to a friend,

but I, I don't
remember writing it.

And the other day, I
was sitting at my desk,

but at the same time,

I was standing
a few feet away,

watching myself work.

It's like I'm
a passenger on the ride
of my own life, you know?

Nothing like living in the
first-person singular and

the third-person singular,
am I right?

Dissociative
experiences are not unusual,

given your aggressive
regimen of medication.

I'm gonna recommend
that we adjust your dosage.

Okay?

Okay. Yeah.

Bruce, are you able to confide
these experiences to anyone?

Well, Jody and Mara.

Okay,
Jody is your co-worker?

We share a lab.

Mara was our third amigo.

Till she hot-footed
it off to medical school

and abandoned us.

I tell them things
I'd never tell anyone.

I'm blessed that way.

So, Ivins had
a thing for sorority girls?

He had
a "thing" for the women
of Kappa Kappa Gamma.

Bruce had been rejected by
one of my sorority sisters.

I don't know who.

Maybe she laughed
at him or maybe she
was as nice as can be,

and simply not interested.

Bruce harbored a great
deal of anger toward Kappas.

Wouldn't be
the first college boy to

have crushes on
a house full of young women.

He was a grown man,

a doctoral student,

and he never grew
out of his obsession.

This wasn't
an innocent infatuation.

It was invasive.

Bruce was always pestering
me with questions about
KKG initiation rituals.

He wanted to
get a cypher, he...

A what?

It's a secret
book with a decoding key

for all the KKG rituals.

That's a real thing?

I take it you never
joined a sorority, Agent?

Look, it was as if Bruce
wanted to be one of us.

I was always
shocked by how much he knew
about our secret rituals,

and I never could figure out
where he got his information.

For someone
who claims not to have been
close friends with him,

you sure know
a lot about Mr. Ivins.

He didn't
give me much of a choice.

Bruce can snap just like that,

into a darker
version of himself.

A Bruce that's prone to
secret acts of vengeance

with the most obscure reasons.

One day, my dissertation
notebook went missing.

All of my experiments,
my data for years,

all the work I
desperately needed
to complete my doctorate.

Have you seen
my notebook right there?

It felt as if my life
had been stolen.

I ran from lab to lab
like a crazy person.

No one had seen my notebook.

And then suddenly,
I knew who had it.

Hi.
Hello.

My notebook is,
is, uh, missing...

Are you
asking if I took it?

No. No.

Uh, uh, have you seen it?

I would never
betray a KKG sister.

Of course.

Thanks.

Soon the clues
started to come.

One was an acrostic.

A poem in which the
first letter of every line
spelled out a new message.

T, T, E, R.

Oh, I was right.

In this case,
there was a second acrostic

hidden within the first.

Writing down the opening
letters of each line and

then reading them
backward revealed the

"secret location"
of my missing notebook.

Ah, here's something.

Well, is this your notebook?

An anthrax expert,

secret codes,

a man who plays
twisted games with people
using the US mail system?

Does that not
sound familiar to you?

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It's positive.

Positive.

Agent Moore! It's positive!

Hey,
excuse me, please, stop.

We need to clear the area.

Just move across the
street here, people.

Just cross the street, please.

Thank you very much.

I don't have knowledge
of a direct link

of the anthrax incidents
to, uh, to the enemy.

But I wouldn't
put it past them.

"I wouldn't
put it past them."

He's talking about
the Bentonite in Iraq?

Who knows.

What about the
research you did with Ruiz?

Didn't you push
that up the ladder?

Copak passed it on,

but clearly, it didn't
get enough traction.

We can just put Ruiz
in front of the press here
and prove them wrong.

No. See, the thing is,
all the scientists had to sign
a non-disclosure agreement.

Ryker.

We found the mailbox.

How sure are you
it's the one our killer used?

It's the only
one that tested positive.

Where is it?

Uh, 10 Nassau Street.

It's about a block from
the entrance to Princeton.

Any security cameras
on that street?

Uh-uh.

Yeah, there's a bunch all
over the campus, but not here.

The letters, they
have microscopic scratch marks

from the glass
of the photocopier
that the sender used.

I know this is daunting,
but we need to find...

Every
photocopier in the area.

The libraries, Kinko's,

we can match the
scratches on the glass.

Start canvassing.

Look for any professor
with an axe to grind

who could have given
the spores to Al-Qaeda.

Got it.

Chris,
I gotta call you back.

The envelopes
that were used,

they were a pre-stamped
version that were

only sold in post offices.

Correct.

I'm sorry, I'm not following
your logic right now.

What if
there were microscopic
printing irregularities

on the envelopes?

And what if we could
match them to the machines
that made them,

and then track the
shipment logs to follow

where the batches
of envelopes with

those specific
printing imperfections,
and where they were sent?

Okay. We could pinpoint
the place of sale.

We could look through
all the security footage.

And then track
credit card purchases.

Leading us to
the terrorist operative

who bought them.

Or the
highly-educated straight
white Christian male

over 30 acting alone.

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Okay, I'll load
these up on the truck.

And then we'll go
ahead and start decon.

The problem is,
she doesn't have any proof.

We just got her word
that Ivins defaced her
property or took the notebook.

It could have been anybody.

She seemed
pretty credible to me.

Well,
maybe he stuck on her.

Maybe she led him on.

Maybe he was slow in
getting the message,

doesn't make him a killer.

What should
I do with the report?

It really seems like
there's something there.

Mark
the lead as covered.

Just file it.

Dearest Mara,

I hope you enjoyed my poem
about the two Bruces.

I have spoken to my therapist,

who posits my current
sensitivities may be

related to my medications.

I have never been able to
really confide in other people.

That's why you and
Jody mean so much to me.

Congratulations
on your soccer game.

Come to USAMRIID for
a visit and bring your
anthrax strains with you.

Your devoted friend...

Saddam.

♪ ♪

It's come to my attention
that you and Mara have
been emailing each other

about me behind my back.

And I think it's
just plain mean.

Bruce.
It's hard to understand,

because I've never
spoken about her or

you other than
in glowing terms.

Thanks for
meeting us, Inspector.

Dust and
debris collects on
the printing plates,

ink grows ever so
slightly fainter toward

the end of a print run.

Is it possible
to use any microscopic
flaws in the envelopes to

track them back to
the place of purchase?

I suppose.

Blue Eagle envelopes
are sold in packs of 500.

Oh, you can eliminate
any envelopes printed
before March 1st, 2001.

Why is that?
Postage?

Price
jumped by one cent.

Okay.

Any other
way to narrow it down?

The attack
envelopes used our new ink,

it's a brighter blue
in the eagle wing,

a more vibrant gray
in the denomination number.

That reduces the
number of envelopes in
the runnings to roughly,

I'd say,

31 million?

To the naked eye,

all pre-stamped
envelopes look the same.

But if you look at the
printing imperfections here,

and here, and here,

these ink discrepancies,

they're all from an actual
envelope we have in evidence.

We recalled
the envelopes from the post
offices that sold them,

but we ran into a roadblock.

Several had already sold out.

Then what
good does that do us?

If we replicate
the missing print runs,

the printer still has the
same plate, stock, even ink.

The same irregularity
should appear in a pattern,

and we can narrow down which
envelopes we're looking for,

which post offices
they were shipped to.

Basically,
bring us right to where
the killer bought them.

I got approval
for more Amerithrax teams
to come onboard and

you're honestly asking for

a quarter-million
to print some damn envelopes?

The White House
did say whatever we need

to catch this guy.

"Guy?"

Toretti got her
claws in you now?

Sir, we just
learned earlier today that
the only labs outside the US

with Ames are in
the UK and Canada.

Now, we vetted every
single person in those labs,

whoever sent these letters got

their anthrax
from an American lab.

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What's it called in
football, when the quarterback

throws a long forward
pass in desperation?

That's
not what this is.

If this
isn't a Hail Mary,

what would you call it?

It's a
controlled experiment.

Oh, okay.

You thought I was
crazy for seeing a code
in the attack letters?

Just admit it.

You're out on a limb.

I'm impressed.

You don't
give up, do you?

There is no place for
you in the Bureau if you do.

I would wager every last penny

I have based on those
very tense jaw muscles,

this is a first
for you, summa cum laude.

I bet your credit
score is way over 800.

Okay, fine.

It shouldn't be any secret
that when you're the only kid

in school who
doesn't fit the pattern,

especially back
in the 70s, and now,

you're the only guy
in your department who
breaks the mold, yeah,

you spend a lot
of useless energy

being the poster child
for following the rules.

But I'm guessing
you're familiar with that.

Working on holidays,
turning in every report early

while the title-jumper
at the next desk golfs
with the boss on Fridays?

Yeah, maybe I do.

This is the
first time I've actually
put my job on the line,

and I've never wanted anything
more than to catch these guys.

They said it's
gonna take all night, so.

I'm gonna
hang here for a while.

Yeah, suit yourself.

Um...

For what it's worth,

you are doing the
right thing here.

That only matters
if we find something.

♪ What tomorrow could bring ♪

♪ When today
doesn't really know ♪

♪ Doesn't really know ♪

♪ I'm all out of love ♪

♪ I'm so lost without you ♪

♪ I know you were right ♪

♪ Believing for so long ♪

♪ I'm all out of love ♪

♪ What am I without you ♪

♪ I can't be too late to
say that I was so wrong ♪♪♪

Pass it
to me, let's go.

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Oops.

Pass it, pass it.

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Get them, Mara!

Woo!

Go, Mara, get them!

Get them, Mara! Woo!

Get in there, Mara.

You got it.

Get the ball, go, Mara!

Yeah, you got it.

That's you, Mara, woo!

Hey, it's me, oh.

Hey, she's wide open.

Wow.

Sorry. You okay?

Back it up,
give her room.

Back it up, guys.

Give her space.

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They found an exact
match with the printing.

This is the post
office that sold the envelope?

Yeah.

You did it.

So, Jersey
is 200 miles away,

that's seven hours
by car round trip.

Okay.

It's far enough to
avoid immediate suspicion,

but it's an easy drive.

Mm-hmm.

We'll check the toll booths
for any cameras,

but our guy is pretty smart.

Avoiding the tollways would add
about an hour to his trip.

Mm-hmm.

If he leaves before midnight,
he's back home by morning.

Oh, boy, it's just
middle of nowhere Maryland.

This is an entirely
new area to canvass.

Maybe not.

I got something to show you.

Take a look at that building.

What is that?

That's USAMRIID.

One of the 16 labs in the
US that has the Ames strain.

So, if our guy
bought the envelopes here,

that means...

That the
anthrax came from

the most respected
Biodefense lab in the country.

Someone in that
building is our killer.

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