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My name is Henry Griffin.

I've spent my whole life living in exotic places.

And I learnt a great many things.

I also had the habit of getting in trouble.

A lot of trouble.

So to keep me safe, my anthropologist parents shipped me off to

The one place I had never lived - America.

Now I live with my uncle and cousin trying to fit in at Smithson High,

a school inside the National Museum Complex.

I work in the museum's basement where they store all kinds of weird stuff.

- Where were you raised; in a cave? - Only for a year.

Want to know what I have learned so far?

No matter how hard I avoid it;

Trouble always seems to find me.

Darryl, camera has flagged an intruder -

you clear the corridors I will take the lab.

Stay sharp and weapons ready. This guy looks desperate.

Lab is clear, heading for the archive.

Whatever you are doing, stop and turn around - slowly.

I don't want to tase you bro, so best if you hand over that fire Axe.

Stop! You got nowhere to go kid!

- Howdy partners. - Did you cook all of this?

Yeah, a traditional cowboy breakfast

in honor of Jasper's pony express exhibit.

- Thanks man, but you did not have to do all this. - Sure I did.

The museum only hosts one student-led exhibit a year

and your's was the one they picked.

Well it was the 150th anniversary of the pony express;

It was kind of a slam dunk proposal.

It took a lot of initiative on your part.

And by the way, as I'm sure you are aware, colleges notice these things.

- Colleges? I had no idea. - This smells delicious Henry.

- Thanks, I used to cook for the jackaroos in the outback. - Jackaroos?

You know, Australian cattle ranchers - cowboys.

Potatoes, yum.

Please tell me these are home fries.

Well they were fried at home.

- They're witchetty grubs. - Grubs?

Long horn beetle larva - they were a big hit with the ranchers.

- Well these dumplings are delicious. - That's cowboy caviar.

I think here in the states they call them rocky mountain oysters.

Mhm.

- What is that thing? - A didgeridoo.

I figured out how I can help with our exhibit;

I will provide the back ground music.

That's not exactly an instrument from the old west

so, really, I would rather if you didgery don't.

I gotta go.

Henry I know your heart is in the right place but

you and Jasper have different ways of doing things.

So to keep his spirits up and his stress level down,

you might want to let him manage his project his way.

- I was just trying to help. - Oh I know, I know, and he appreciates it.

But just consider doing it in a way that's a little more quiet.

Thanks for this but I am running a little late.

Where's the smile? I need the smile.

Come on guys, are you going to help me or not?

Please? I really need this.

Perfect, yes! Oh that is beautiful.

That is...actually really gross, but beautiful.

Oh come on, you know how bad dental care was in the old west.

You want it to be historically accurate don't you?

No, I want to get out of this dress

and you promised you would help me study for my lab exam.

This is way bigger than organic chemistry.

Jasper, helping you today has left a bad taste in my mouth.

Much better.

You seem a little stressed; Want me to take over for a while?

No thanks, got it covered Henry.

- Hey Jasper? - Yeah.

Doesn't Horace Horse look so realistic?

- Really, you think so? - You should totally go to Art College.

- What is that? - A buffalo.

Am I the only one who thinks it looks like a chicken nugget?

- No worries, we will fix it. - Thank you.

Maybe you should ditch the coffee and try some meditation.

It would help you relax.

No thanks, meditating will not get me into Yale.

What's Yale got to do with it?

Why do you think I am holding this exhibit?

You're a sophomore; Yale is still a few years off.

Wrong, Yale is in the building.

Hey Calvin, paint later, peep later, okay?

Dr. Charles Wincott is touring the school;

He is the head of Yale's admission board

and when he sees the awesomeness of my exhibit

he will know that I am Yale material.

Of course the awesomeness could use an infusion of more awesome.

Oh Jane, hold on, Ahh... okay.

- Hey you are Jasper's cousin right? - Henry?

Is it true you grew up in a hut made of cow paddies?

Elephant dung; it kept the place impressively cool.

- Amazing smell isn't it? - Elephant dung?

- Cow paddies. Ah I miss it. - Zane's from Tulsa.

He is actually the one who got me turned onto the old west.

If it wasn't obvious already he is a real cowboy.

You know Jasper;

- I wish I had your focus when I was a sophomore. - Yeah?

I would not be racing against time to pad my resume for college.

Oh that reminds me, my dad is bringing Dr. Wincott to the exhibit in

...five minutes.

Okay, I cannot let Dr. Wincott see the exhibit like this.

Everybody just try and move the junk asap please,

just to get the exhibit prepared.

- I know how we could save some time. - You do?

- Want to see? - Yes I do.

A little trick I learned in Kenya.

Did you know the Kayombu women can transport up to

70% of their body weight on their heads.

Look at that, you are a natural.

Please, please tell me that's not...

Well you are always telling me to use my head.

This is my fault.

I was trying to show Jasper how they transport Kayombu district.

- Kayombu? Kenya? - Yeah, I lived there for a while with my parents.

Are you Henry Griffin?

- Pleasure to meet you. - It is?

Your parents' field work has made a great contribution

to our universities collections.

In fact our Zoology department still has the flying lemur your rescued

- from that nest of fire ants. - Oh! Well ah...

That story got blown way out of proportion.

This is the guy that you want to meet.

No, we love that real world experience at Yale.

Have you considered where you are going after graduation?

- Tasmania I'm thinking. - He means college Henry.

Well I don't know about him but my choice has always been Yale.

When you're ready to think about it hope you keep Yale in mind.

Well it's been an honor meeting you sir, just an honor.

Well let us get you cleaned up shall we?

Jasper if Yale does not want you that's their loss.

You can always come with me to Mongolia or Borneo.

Henry that's your dream, not mine.

- I was just trying to help. - Look if you want to help just

leave me alone and let me do it my way - please.

Don't suppose you can convince Scargo to throw some extra

credit our way for digging through this stuff?

We may be museum interns but I am not doing this for credit;

I'm doing this for jasper.

I really screwed up his chances for getting into Yale

so I've gotta find something that will make his exhibit really awesome.

Somehow I don't think this qualifies.

I don't want to discourage you

but this stuff has been picked over for decades.

All that's left are doilies and linens and other things

that haven't been washed since the 19th century.

Do you smell that?

- Hundred year old mildew? - The other thing.

- Desperation. - Horse.

- Saddle? - It's some kind of saddle cover.

- Wfc... - William Frederick Cody.

Do you guys have any idea what this is?

It's Buffalo Bill's mochila.

- Who? - You're kidding right.

He was only like the most famous cowboy that ever lived.

According to himself anyway.

- What's a mochila? - It's a mailbag.

The pony express riders used to put them on their saddle

to carry their letters in them.

He rode the express when he was like 14.

He wrote about it in these dime novels.

- They were the graphic novels of the time. - What's a graphic novel?

You know buffalo Bill was famous for his tall tales.

Well apparently this one was true.

In the summer of 1860 he was riding through Wyoming

on a delivery and he was robbed by these bandits.

The corn is abundant here Sally.

Anyways, he fought off the bandits but they got off

- with his mochilo. - But we are mighty hard up for clean socks.

Apparently it was like one of the only mail bags that was ever lost.

I should like some butter in a tin can.

What are you talking about?

Letters from 1860 still in there!

- You could use these in your exhibit Jasper. - Sick.

Love letters here, business contracts there, telegrams here.

Oh...

- Tofurger... tofu-burger -no, no.

By the way I haven't heard you thank Henry for,

what was it - the awesome infusion to your exhibit.

Right, thanks Henry.

William Baxter MD to Corporal Jeremiah Gallagher...

- Dear sir, we have studied... - Guys, look at this.

Dear brother I have received your shipment.

I have stored the mother lode underground.

Mother lode - I like the sounds of that.

The location is secure from outsiders, send more forthwith.

- Forthwith? - Who wrote that?

Samuel Henderson from here in DC to his brother Isaiah

- in Carson Creek. - Carson Creek Nevada?

- You've heard of it? - Yeah...

It was a mining town. Hit a big vein of silver there in 1859.

Isaiah Henderson must have gone there to strike it rich.

If he did it was the last place he ever saw.

June 1, 1860 a barrel of silver went missing from this camp.

Within 24 hours every miner in the camp died.

I have stored the mother lode underground.

That must have been the missing silver.

Stolen by the miner Isaiah Henderson,

- sent to his brother Samuel... - Right here in DC.

Imagine what Yale would do if you put that in your exhibit.

Hey did you check the census?

Henderson was definitely a resident in 1860.

What do the county land records say?

Well we checked his file

and all we found was this old photo of his house

and there is no address on it.

So I still don't see how all this stuff is going to help us

find out where that silver is buried.

- Henry said he had a plan. - Yeah, where is he anyway?

Remind me to move the maps to a lower shelf.

- Can I see that picture? - What's this?

This is a map of DC from 1860.

There's a church behind Remington's house.

- That really narrows it down. - The architecture is Neo-Gothic.

That's the same style I saw in the cathedrals when we lived in Budapest,

which means this is a Catholic church.

But there are over 20 Catholic churches in the district.

Well maybe today, but not on this map.

In 1860 there was only one.

And this area today would be right around Georgetown park.

This is where it was. See, there is the church.

- You sure? - Not a question you ask Maggie Winnock.

Straight from the 1860 county land records.

Residents of prominent Washington gunsmith Samuel Barton Henderson

must have been torn down after Sam Henderson disappeared.

The 1860 census said he went missing the same month

his brother sent him the silver.

Probably cashed out and went to Fiji.

- Okay this is officially a waste of time. - Hang on.

Henderson said the silver was stored underground.

Yeah, gunsmiths used to build their workshops underground

in case a gun went off or something blew up.

You guys, this park is a city block wide;

It could be anywhere under here.

That's the same thing my parents said before

I found the missing goblet of Mentuhotep.

- How long did that take? - Three months.

- Oh three months; my exhibit is at noon. - Then we better get started.

You guys I found something.

Okay can we return to reality now please?

- My exhibit is in an hour; we gotta go. - Just a few more minutes.

What's he doing? Why you asking me, he is your cousin.

I'm locating ground fractures just below the surface.

With a wishbone?

This is how villagers in the Baroon Valley locate wells.

That's awesome - if we were looking for a well.

Is he always like this?

Henry!

Henry! Are you okay?

Are you guys coming or what?

If this really is Henderson's basement

then this is where the silver will be.

Only one way to find out.

Or we could just leave with our lives intact

and be happy going to community college.

Jasper, we're gonna find it.

I don't know about this.

I think we are a little past that Jasper.

We could get lost down here.

I got lost once in the Alexandrian catacombs.

It took a couple of days but I finally made it out.

Is that meant to inspire confidence?

Relax Maggie it's just a spider web.

- That wasn't me! - Sorry, I really hate spiders!

Whoa, whoa..

- Watch your step. - I'll be careful.

- I mean look down. - Dynamite.

- Is it still dangerous? - Only if you step on it.

This must be Henderson's workshop. It's still here!

That was Maggie. Then that must be Henderson.

Guess he never made it to Fiji. Look how he's holding his rifle.

- He's definitely protected something. - Mhm.

Wait a sec...

Hotdog, that's it; that's the silver. He's sitting on it.

Who wants to move him?

I'm not squeamish but I draw the line at bony skeleton butt.

Excuse us Mr. Henderson but what are you guarding?

We found it!

All right Zane, pull it up.

Zane, what are you doing?

Don't worry; I'll come back - as soon as the exhibit's over.

What are you talking about?

Put that ladder back down here!

You're going to take credit for it.

You're not the only one who wants to go to Yale Jasper.

We'll tell everybody what you did Zane.

By then it won't matter; All Dr. Wincott will remember is

that Jasper Bartlett flaked out on his own exhibit

- and I stepped in to save to the day. - Don't do it Zane.

Zane!

There's nothing, not a thing we can use as a ladder.

Can't believe he double-crossed us.

- How could we have been so blind? - We may have a bigger problem.

This equation is the molecular formula for silver fulminate.

- Meaning what? - Meaning you should have studied for the chemistry exam.

It's an explosive ionic compound made from silver.

- Explosive? - Extremely. It's highly unstable.

If this stuff was every exposed it could self detonate.

What if that's why he was keeping it down here;

Maybe the silver was never a treasure.

Maybe he was just using it to build a weapon.

If this stuff is right then Zane is on his way to the museum

with a one hundred and fifty-year-old bomb

- and the second he opens it... - Boom.

- We need to get out of here now. - I'm guessing you have a good idea.

Hey watch your footing.

Be careful Henry!

About the sepia cask - great idea.

Thanks but you made it work.

Ladies and gentlemen, since Jasper Bartlett is running late

let's start the show with my presentation.

In celebration of the great American west I am pleased to announce

that a century old frontier mystery is about to be solved

right here and now.

No, no, no, Zane, no!

Jasper, what are you doing?

No you don't know what's in there; It could explode!

Sorry, I apologize everyone.

No, dad, we cannot let him open this thing.

Jasper pull yourself together.

No, you don't understand; If we open this it could blow.

You blow Bartlett.

As I was saying...

The long lost silver of Carson Creek.

Missing for 150 years until today.

Go ahead, it won't bite.

- Who else wants to touch a piece of history? - I do, I do...

We trusted you.

- Impressive acquisition young man. - Well thank you sir.

- How on earth did you find it? - It wasn't easy, let me tell you.

We'll have to conduct an official investigation to prove Zane violated

academic policy but if you guys helped him find the silver

you deserve to share the credit.

Mmmm..!

Camel's milk - we lived on this stuff in Burundi.

Oh, maybe you should let Jasper handle the grocery shopping from now on.

Hey, feeling all right?

Well other than being double-crossed

and making a fool out of myself in front of the entire school

- and destroying my chances at Yale - Yeah, I'm fantastic.

You might not want to...

Listen Jasper, Zane may have hijacked that silver

but he didn't solve the mystery of Carson Creek.

Well do you think if we could figure what happened to those miners?

That's something Yale might remember.

Jasper, I know you worked really hard on that exhibit

and it didn't turn out like you hoped,

but try not to be too hard on yourself.

It's so easy for you to say dad; You already have a degree

from Yale hanging on your wall.

- It doesn't matter to me which college you go to. - Really?

Are you going to be saying that in five years when I'm living

with circus folk and riding a monkey with a monkey in a tutu?

If that's what makes you happy?

Well what would make me happy is going to the same school you went to.

Point is Jasper, I'm proud of you no matter what.

Are you hot; is it hot in here? I'm cooking.

I think this is a really solid plan

and if we pull it off it could be even better than finding

- that silver. - How exactly is it better?

Well Zane might be getting the credit for finding that barrel

but nobody has ever solved the real mystery of Carson Creek.

That's because nobody cares what happened to

- a bunch of miners 150 years ago. - Well history does.

Besides solving the deaths of dozens of people is

a lot more important than finding some keg of silver.

You have no idea what is important in this world;

You're not even from around here. You're not even from around anywhere.

- That's not true at all. - Yeah, it's.

You've never lived anywhere for more than two years

and while you may have some genius insight

into why a baboon scratches its butt

and climbs a tree and eats an armadillo,

you have absolutely no idea what is important in my world.

If you'll excuse me, class starts in then minutes

and I still have homework to finish.

Baboons don't eat armadillos; they don't even live in the same hemisphere.

There you go, correcting me again,

- reminding me how stupid and useless I am. - I never said that.

Jasper, you're one of the smartest and most useful people I've ever known.

I know I asked you this at breakfast

- but are you sure you're feeling okay? - Yeah I'm fine;

- I'm just - I'm dehydrated. - I get it;

You're even more mad at me for messing up your event than I thought.

- But if we can just work together and figure out... - You know what;

I think that we have worked together long enough on this.

- Your ideas have gotten me nowhere. - But I do have one more.

There may not be anything down here

but if we can just take a look at that book that Zane has...

Zane, Zane, the migraine pain...

His karma will come back around, trust me.

Trust you? Not likely, not after this debacle.

You know I wouldn't be surprised to find out that

- you and Zane are besties. - Jasper, talk to me

because this is way past you just being angry.

I'm late for class.

Hey you forgot to print out your homework.

Will you please stop horsing around and take your seats;

We need to get started!

Will you meet me after school;

I want to check something in Zane's book about the Comstock lode.

Settle down everyone.

You're behaving like children.

- Are you all right; you look sick? - I look sick.

- You checked out a mirror lately? - What is that supposed to mean?

It means you should try eating a cheeseburger every once in a while

because a little protein never killed anybody.

- The cow it came from. - Breaking news Mags, animals are not people too.

- What is wrong with you? - Gee I don't know;

Maybe it's having to constantly endure the stench of your tofurgers

or listen to that sanctimonious veggie yak yak.

- Fur is dead. Gag me. - Students!

- Never knew you felt that way. - Well there is a lot you don't know;

- like for one meat is delicious... - Students please!

And fur is dead; Of course it's dead!

Do you have any idea how hard it would be to walk around

with a live muskrat on your head?

- Okay, let's begin. - Pretty hard.

The pony express - it lasted only 18 months

but it left a legacy that endures to this day.

What's up Chicas?

A cross country relay race using teenagers just like yourselves

- actually probably better behaved... - Two words Holly - art lessons.

- Excuse you? - The hair, the eyes, this looks nothing like me.

Just so you know you stole your entire look from me.

What has gotten into all of you!

- Give it to me! - Give you what?

I know you keep a diet soda in here;

You always pretend that you don't but I know that you...

Jasper!

- You know porter house medium rare... - I knew this would happen.

He pushes himself too hard then snaps under the pressure.

It's not just him Dean Bartlett.

Help, help...

- help me please. Help me. - 911, we need help.

- What is the nature of our emergency? - I have no idea.

Thirty-two sick kids and they can't tell me what's causing it.

Blood samples are showing obscure bacteria.

- We haven't been able to identify it yet. - Is it contagious?

We know it's not airborne so it is safe to remove your masks.

It's being spread by direct contact.

- With what? - That we don't know.

We're still trying to determine the source of the outbreak.

I have teams combing every inch of the building

but so long as you wear gloves and avoid physical contact

with the patients you should be fine.

- What about my son and the others? - We're doing our best.

Whatever it's, the incubation period is extremely short.

It attacks the brain first causing loss of inhibition

and quickly progresses to fever.

I have seen everything from SARS to Ebola but I have never seen this.

I think I have.

When I lived with the Huli tribe in the mountains of Papua New Guinea.

- This is no time for jokes kid. - I'm trying to ...

- I am trying to help. - Leave this to the experts.

In the meantime everyone is under quarantine.

The entire building is on lockdown.

No one goes in or out without my say-so.

How long are we stuck here?

To find the source and identify treatment could be 48 hours, maybe longer.

We can't just sit here and do nothing.

Well as long as you're healthy I can use your assistance with triage.

We have a spare room over here.

- Where are you taking him? - To one of the classrooms.

They're isolating extreme cases for closer observation.

This time yesterday everyone was fine;

Now half the school's gone bubonic.

- Did you touch the silver? - No, why?

Help me!

It's the silver that came from Carson Creek.

Where all the miners died!

Everyone who touched it is sick. We didn't and we are okay.

It sounds crazy to me too doctor, but we can't rule out anything.

What if it was your son on that cot?

- We'll test it. Let's get this to the mobile lab, now. - Yes doctor.

Let's go.

Henry tell me you're not getting sick.

This is my fault, all of this.

I embarrassed Jasper in front of the Yale guy

and I tried to make it up to him by helping him find the silver.

Everything I did added up to this.

Henry this isn't your fault; You were just to help.

How could you have known there was going to be an outbreak?

Come with me.

- Where are we going? - To check Zane's book.

What are you doing with Zane's stuff?

- What do you see? - A bunch of unlucky miners.

Look closer, in the background,

- right here? - Birds?

Or bats. I tried to tell doctor Carmel I had seen this before.

- In New Guinea. - One summer all the Huli tribesmen started freaking out

and came down with a fever; I got it too.

I think I know what is happening but I need to be sure.

- Henry? - Hey mom, hey dad, sorry I wake you up.

- Everything okay there son? - Yeah,

there's just something I need to ask you about.

Do you remember that summer the Huli's got sick?

Not just the Huli's you were pretty bad off yourself.

Exactly; how did we get infected?

You were out with the tribesmen gathering some

bamboo shoots near the caves and somehow

you disturbed the tube-nosed fruit bats that lived inside.

You all got so sick so fast.

I know, but I don't remember how we got better.

Of course you don't honey, you had delusions.

You were saying that well, they didn't sound like you.

- So Otis whipped up an herbal remedy? - Otis?

The local shaman. What was in it?

I believe there was some Tara root, nigalese, some quila tree sap.

Why are you asking about all of this now?

It's for a school assignment.

Thanks for the help; I'm sorry I forgot about the time difference.

- I love you. - I love you too.

Toxic cave bats?

What does that have to do with a bunch of old silver?

Bats also hibernate in mine shafts.

You think bats infected the Carson Creek silver?

Could the infection have survived all these years?

Absolutely; bacterial spores are impervious to heat or cold;

They could survive for centuries. You should tell Dr. Carmel.

The only way she is going to believe

that story is if there is an MD after my name.

Well there isn't so what do we do now?

There was another letter in the Mochila;

It was addressed to an army colonel in Carson Creek.

- I remember, from William Baxter. - M.D.

A doctor. Maybe he knew about the infection.

- Marine hospital service. - Founded by John Adams in 1798.

It was created to care for wounded soldiers and disease victims

and this Baxter guy was the Surgeon General.

I have studied the microbe, laserus blasaveli.

That's Latin for western red bat.

- You were right. - Bat fever.

- That's what killed the miners. - And the army knew about it

and they wrote the surgeon General for a cure.

A vaccine has been developed and is enroute.

But it was too late; The miners were already dead.

And Isaiah Henderson had already shipped that barrel to his brother.

Which explains why Samuel Henderson down in that bunker.

And why everyone who has touched it since has gotten sick.

Henry, the Carson Creek miners, they all died within 24 hours.

If everyone touched the silver yesterday at noon...

We only have an hour left.

There was a vaccine but this doesn't list the formula.

Where's Otis when you need him?

The Army medical repository. It's here in DC.

It holds all the military's medical research collections.

- Including the vaccine formula? - Not just the formula; samples.

If there was a vaccine it should still be there today.

- It's a long shot. - It's our only shot.

I need to see Dr. Carmel.

She is in isolation; They are testing the silver.

There may be a vaccine.

If there was a vaccine sir we would know about it.

Listen to me; we need to get to the army medical repository

or we may lose these people.

No one gets out of the building sir; Containment protocol.

- Show her this! - Sir calm down.

Calm down? You want me to calm down?

I have a son over there dying on a cot; I'm not going to calm down.

Sir I understand. I don't think you do.

There's no time left and even if they do believe us

they have to call the repository, wait for an approval, get it here

So we're just going to let everyone die?

No, we're going to go after the vaccine ourselves.

How? We cannot just walk in and take it.

What choice do we have?

The place is guarded; It's too risky.

- If we don't get it, Jasper, Zane, all of these people... - I know.

We can't let that happen.

How are we going to get out of here; The exits are sealed off?

How do we get out?

How do we get out? How do we get out?

- Henry! - There's no way out; there's no way out.

We have to get out of here now!

Get me on a gurney follow my lead.

Hey guys, give me a hand.

His symptoms are advanced; I'll get him to an isolation room.

Go, go, go!

I downloaded a map; the repository is only three miles from here.

- Good luck. - Thanks.

Don't worry Jasper; everyone is doing everything they can to help.

Darryl, camera has flagged an intruder -

you clear the corridors I will take the lab.

Stay sharp and weapons ready. This guy looks desperate.

Yes.

Whatever you're doing, stop and turn around - slowly.

I don't want to tase you bro, so best if you hand over that fire Axe.

Stop! You got nowhere to go kid!

Get back here!

Hey kid! Where do you think you're going? Get back here.

Stop! Stop that kid!

Let me go; you do not understand. Let me go guys.

- I need to see Dr. Carmel. - Let him go!

You were right about the silver;

Let us hope you're right about this too.

- How did you...? - You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

I thought my end had surely come this time;

A party of bandits twenty strong

came charging down from the ravine at full speed

but I gave them a hot reception.

I drove them away with my Mississippi yager.

The scoundrel's circled back

but I returned their fire proving equal to the occasion

and they finally galloped away.

- Those are mostly tall tales. - Jasper.

- Hi... - How you feeling?

Better. What happened?

We solved the mystery of Carson Creek - together.

- Was it the silver? - The CDC disinfected it;

- it's safe now. - Zane, and the others?

Dr. Carmel ministered the antidote in time; everyone's recovering.

I'm sorry for how everything went down Jasper.

I know it did not turn out the way you wanted it to.

It wasn't your fault.

If I hadn't been trying so hard to impress Yale

none of this would have happened.

You were just... being a brother.

Thanks.

- Jasper? - What?

- No hard feelings? - Why did you do it?

It's nothing personal; it's just you're a sophomore, I'm a senior.

You've got two more years left to pad your res.this was my last shot.

And we were going to share the credit with you Zane.

Come on Jas, you know how hard it's to impress an Ivy League school.

You need all the edge you can get; Sharing the credit ain't gonna cut it.

I have seen your focus, your ambition; I know you Jas,

you would've done the same thing.

Then you don't me; You don't know me at all.

Dr. Wincott, hi.

Look I just wanted to come over and apologize

for the pain and the exhibit and the plague.

None of that really turned out how I pictured it.

I just wanted to say that you were right about Henry Griffin,

he is absolutely the kind of student you want at Yale.

The kind of student we want at Yale

is the kind that puts his heart and soul into everything he does

regardless of how it might turn out.

I got my eye on you by the way.

Hey...

So...

- Guess we better get this stuff out of here. - Yeah.

- I know how we can save some time. Want to see? - No!

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