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Carter: Previously on Eureka...

We think we may have uncovered

possible espionage in Eureka.

Grace: Well, um...

This doesn't look good, does it?

There was someone on that
disk that you tried to destroy.

And I can restore it.

Don't do that.

Who are you protecting?

You.

You introduced me
to Beverly barlowe.

Holly: You're all just staring.

Uh... we're just not
used to seeing you alive.

I'm not used to being alive.

Is that supposed to happen?

What the hell is that?

I am telling you, sheriff.

He has been acting
very suspiciously.

Well, you guys have been
neighbors a long time.

20 years. Yeah.

But there's always
been something

that I didn't quite
trust about the guy.

Okay, well thanks
for telling me about it.

I'll talk to Dr. Hadler.

Oh! Here you go. Thank you.

Talk about what?

He's out in his backyard
in the middle of the night.

Like, for hours. With
all this weird equipment.

Of course he is.

Oh. So you're defending him?

Well, yes.

It isn't suspicious behavior
if you're an astronomer.

Just... you know what?

I'm gonna check on it.
I promise.

Thank you so much, sheriff.

Good day, Dr. Blake.

I'll be keeping my eye on you.

What is that? Okay.

It's been like this all week.

Everyone thinks everyone
else is hiding some huge secret.

Well, I understand
how they feel after grace.

Yeah.

Yeah. At least there haven't been
any formal espionage charges laid.

Unfortunately, that's not
gonna help Henry any.

No. No, I do wish we could
make it a little easier on him.

Oh, I love you.

You know that, don't you?

Yeah.

See ya.

See ya.

Initial, and initial, signature,

thumbprint, date of birth.

Oh, which time?

Oh, you know, let's leave
that one blank for now.

Initial, signature,

initial.

How much papennork
does it take to bring someone back to life?

Well, we need to inform all
relevant government agencies

that a death certificate
was filed erroneously.

Which is a massive lie...

Which is technically true.

So officially, Dr. Holly
marten never died.

Ah, hand cramp.

Oh, yay, I have hands.

I'm done, what next?

No next. Congratulations,
you're alive!

Oh, seriously?

But really, what next, next?

Well, you live your life, holl.

Not many people
get a second chance.

You're right. You're right!

I could do anything. I mean, um,

what kind of astrophysics
should I focus on?

Or... or I could teach.

Mit, Caltech...

Kindergarten.

I loved kindergarten.

I'm never gonna be able to
decide what I wanna do.

Fargo: That decision is
completely up to you.

I am the no-pressure boyfriend.

Well, you can use
my lab if you want.

You know, for your
research, thinking, whatever.

You know, when I was seven

I got a Barbie jumbo jet. With
the first-class accessory pack.

I thought that was
the absolute best gift

anyone could evergeteven

I was wrong.

Doug, thank you.

Thank you.

Good morning. Oh, hey, Jo.

Guess what? I'm legal.

Good to know.

Security reports
for the director.

Hey, she was just saying thanks.

I know.

And after what you did
for her, you deserve it.

Good, I just wanted to be clear.

It might be impossible
for you to believe,

but I actually trust you.

Hmm.

Oh!

Lupo.

I just wanna know
how they found out.

I'm required to file security
updates every 72 hours.

You couldn't fudge it?

Look, lbuned grace's
arrest as deeply as I could.

But I'm not gonna lie.
My signature is on it.

All right.

Stupid integrity.

Miss Lupo.

You have a 6d. Employee
in custody under suspicion

of espionage and passing
of classified information.

Is that accurate?

Yes, sir... major.

Well, we still don't know
what happened, sir.

The justice department will be taking
over that investigation immediately.

All evidence will be
placed under seal

and the prisoner
will be in our custody.

You should've called me
immediately, Jo.

Yes, sir.

We are handling it, sir.

Apologies, sheriff,

but Dr. Monroe
is one of your people.

Your instinct is to protect her,

and we need to be ruthless.

If there's anyone else
involved in this breach,

we'll find them.

That was pleasant.

There are a number of projects

that we should be talking
about from our last communique,

but I'd like to put those aside.

Because the new project
in section five

is worthy of our attention.

I will send a follow—up report.

Also, I have made preliminary
contact with senator Michaela wen.

She seems aligned
with our goals,

and would be an enormous
asset if we could recruit her.

I will continue to...

Jo: All this to test
some smart dust?

Allison: Well, it's one of g.D.'S
most important geo-engineering projects.

Well, smart dust,
like self—cleaning dust?

No, it's a way
to reverse climate change.

Hmm. How does dust do that?

Smart dust. Okay.

Well, global warming is caused

when solar radiation is
trapped in the atmosphere.

So, we're trying to
reflect some of that heat

using microscopic devices
coated in barium titanate.

You know that shiny thing
that you put in your windshield

when you're parked in the sun?

Yes. Yeah, like a gazillion
tiny versions of those.

Oh. Thank you.

Allison: So, here's
the containment unit

for our small-scale test fog.

Wow!

The...

It's, um...

I don't see anything.

We have complete control.

We can change position,
altitude, even the reflectivity.

What?

Now that's cool.

They're being contained
by a cool plasma field.

Completely safe.

Wow.

So, what happens next?

We're gonna spray them
at 200 meters.

Are you using drones?

The director has decided
to go another way.

Hmm. Huh.

Whoo-hoo!

Is that... Fargo.

Yeah, this is gonna go well...

Gas pycnometer's over here.

Got your c.H.N. Analyzer,

n.d. 41s,

proton gear here.

Oh. The fridge has
metallic cores,

cold cell lithium,
and fresh o.J.

Ooh, yum.

I just have to run down to the
tristimulus lab to pick up some results.

But make yourself at home. Okay.

Computer: Hello, Dr. Marten.

Oh!

You scared me.

Hi, computer.

What can I assist you with?

That is a very good question.

Actually, I do not know yet.

I would be happy to present
some research possibilities

that conform to
your areas of specialty.

Also, you have one message
in your inbox.

Oh, well, play it.

From who?

Unknown. Message commencing.

Message ends.

Hey. Uh, my p.D.A. Said

there was a slight
irradiance surge in here.

What happened?

You okay?

Sure, Zane.

I didn't see anything.

Hmm. That's weird.

Fargo on radio: Dust bunny
to base, dust bunny to base.

I'm ready to
commence my run. Over.

Altitude and speed
are good, Fargo.

Come right to one,
four, seven and it's a go.

Fargo: Roger that, base.

I'm in the pipe.

So, what do you figure?

He gonna blow something up
or we get covered in goo?

Why are you so pessimistic?

Really?

Right.

I think I'm gonna go with goo.

I'll go with explosion.

In three, two, one...

Release!

It's away!

Wait for it.

Allison: Containment field is
holding all particles over test area.

Let's check reflectivity.

Allison: We're green
across the board.

Well, how do you like that?
Everything went perfect.

Fargo: It worked!

I cleared my whole morning
for damage control.

Me too.

Coffee? Sure.

See you later!

Whoo-hoo!

Hello, Dr. Marten.

What can I do for ya?
Oh, Andy, awesome.

Thanks for coming down.

I am in need of a handsome
and brawny test subject.

Well, you are a charmer.

Just right here
is good. Perfecto.

And may I say it's
wonderful to have you back.

Thank you.
It is good to be back.

I have lots and lots to do.

Andy: Wow.

That appears to be some type
of neural harmonic with a, uh...

You are so smart.

Carter: Well, of course
I believe in punctuality,

but I think at the end
of the day there's...

Henry.

Good to see you up and about.

Uh, where's major Shaw?

Uh... uh, well he's, uh...

He's putting together
some files.

Yeah, which isn't
necessarily a bad thing.

For grace. Yeah, yeah.

No, he's, uh...
He plays it hard,

but he's a stand-up guy.

And he just wants to make sure
that there aren't any more breaches.

I'm here to surrender myself

to local law enforcement
and gd. Security.

What are you talking about?

I'm the second spy.

I stole classified information

and I persuaded grace
to do the same.

I recruited senator wen

and all the damage
that she caused,

the kidnapping, Holly's
death, everything.

All on me.

You're... you're serious?

Henry.

Why?

You'll have to ask the other
Henry from the other timeline

to get the answer
to that question.

This all happened
before we altered things.

Before we took our
little trip to 1947.

Right. Okay. So, it wasn't you.

Jack. But it was another you.

Not you, you. Right?
Back me up on this.

Jack, you can argue origin
philosophy all you want.

But it does not change the fact.

But in reality,
you didn't do anything.

He's right.

Grace is sitting in a cell because
Henry showed her the way.

If you're gonna punish her,
then you have to punish me.

And do not try to absolve me

by using some technicality
of quantum physics!

Hmm.

This is hard. I know.
I'll find major Shaw.

Well, no. Wait, wait,
wait. Henry, wait, wait.

You're doing this to be
fair to grace, right?

In part.

Then shouldn't you
talk to her first?

Well, I could get you
a couple minutes.

It doesn't change anything.
Thank you.

If you're doing this
to be fair to grace,

please, don't do anything
until you speak to her.

That's fair.

Doug! Ooh! Hi.

Oh, man! You missed it,
it was awesome.

See, I came in low
under the rising sun...

Yippee. So glad.

I need your John hancock.
Well, Doug hancock.

Uh, sure. What am I handcocking?

Some supplies.

Human tissue cultures,
bioreactors,

water-soluble carbodiimide.

You know, normal girl stuff.

L—o—I. Yeah.

You're... you're working
in the bio—printing lab.

Yes! I have decided what
I wanna do with my life.

So, can you sign, sweetie?

Yeah, but this isn't your field.

I mean,
you're an astrophysicist.

You've never done biochemistry.

The bio—printer saved me.

I really wanna try to advance
the technology for other people.

Hmm, well, yeah, I guess...
I guess that makes sense.

But you said you were gonna
take some time before you decided.

And I decided.

Come on, be happy.

You're on my side, right?

Thanks. Bye.

Jo: Yes. Shaw: Jo, this is Shaw.

Sorry. What?

Your request
has been granted for...

Yes, thank you.

What did he say?

The phone kept dropping out,
but Shaw gave the okay.

I got Henry and grace
a couple minutes.

Great, she'll talk
some sense into him.

I can't imagine a world where
Henry would do something like this.

The Henry we know
isn't responsible, though.

Yeah, well the law would
say something different.

Well, the law doesn't say
anything about Einstein Bridges

or time travel or wormholes.

Hmm.

We can't let Henry
be on the hook for this.

It's not right.

Choose a Lane, buddy.

Carter? I'm on this!

Whoa!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Smart dust?

You're mistaken,
sheriff. Oh, come on...

Strict safety protocols confine
the smart dust to the test area.

Well, somehow it got
UN-confined.

Because it was a coney
island funhouse out there.

If the particles are untethered,

the control unit will have to
re-assimilate the cloud immediately.

Well, fire this bad boy up
and sweep up the dust.

Fargo: Where's the control unit?

I hate being right.

It's not fair.
It was going perfectly.

That's all right. I mean,
random mirrors everywhere

isn't the worst thing
in the world. We'll deal.

No. Loose smart dust could
potentially disrupt every band

on the electromagnetic spectrum.

Phones, computers. We'll deal.

The neural impulses
in our brains.

Abstract thought, logic, the
higher functions will go first.

And then it'll hit
the other stuff.

What other stuff?

You know. Speech.

Movement.

Bladder control.

That other stuff.

Henry: I have to
take responsibility.

You have nothing to confess to.

Grace, I stole
classified information.

A different man committed
that crime and you know it.

I know that, but I can't let you
take full responsibility either.

Well, I can't let you take any.

Henry, when you came back,

I was already having my doubts
about Beverly and her group.

And then suddenly
I had a new Henry.

I could be a new me.

It was a chance
to make a clean break,

to Bury my secrets for good.

I changed because of you.

Henry... I'm sorry.

I can't give you any more time.

You made me a better person.

So if you're looking to take
responsibility for something,

take responsibility for that.

I won't ever say
anything about Henry.

Not to the dod, not to anyone.

I know.

And I want you to know that I am
trying to do everything I can to help you.

Just help Henry.

If Shaw digs deeply enough,

he will probably find
something that incriminates him.

Please, Jo. Don't worry about
me. Just take care of Henry.

Field coherence is down to 60%.

E.m. Disruption is
getting quite a bit worse.

Yeah. My phone was
bad enough already.

But don't worry about it. Fargo is working
on building a replacement control unit.

Hmm. Took four departments
three years to develop

the smart dust
control mechanism.

But I'm sure the director
will crack it in no time.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, and in the meantime, you and I
are gonna see if we can track it down.

So, please tell me it emits
some sort of super—energy

lightning wave
that we can track.

Sorry, boss, no.

Right. Then, motive. What does
it do? Who would wanna steal it?

Hmm, I think you're on
the wrong track there, boss.

There are 72 geo-engineering
projects competing with this one.

And a solution to climate change

would mean trillions
of dollars in grants.

I smell sabotage.

I don't know.

I mean, I know the
people at g.D. Can be petty

and careless
and negligent, true.

And even homicidal.

And I've... what was I saying?

That no one at g.D. Would
have maliciously stolen the device.

It's possible. How many
competing projects were there?

Seventy—two, involving
208 scientists.

Two hundred and eight?

Yeah, and I've already organized
the most efficient route to visit them all.

All right. Let's
start ringing some doorbells.

Fargo: So, what do you have?

Well, the smart dust
is still localized

near the original
dispersal area.

We're looking at about 12 hours

before we start
seeing neural effects.

If we're lucky.

That is why you came by, right?

Ooh. Yeah, yeah. You know me,

I love a dispersal simulation.

Ooh, but there is
one other thing, though.

I was wondering
if you have the time,

maybe you could check on Holly?

I ran nutrient blood work
yesterday. How's she feeling?

Well, she's fine. Well, I
mean, she says she's fine.

Fargo, she's good.

Oh, I know she's great.

I mean, her body is great.

Like, really great.
Like, vavoom.

She's been obsessed
over the bio—printer lately.

And she wants to devote
her entire life to studying it.

Well, it makes sense

that she would be attached
to that particular technology.

Yeah, well, I'm just concerned

that maybe she's throwing
herself into something too quickly.

Okay, I guess I could
stop by, and say hi.

Zane, I need you.

Right here in the hall?

Oh, you naughty
little minx, you...

Okay, not laughing.
Let's start that again.

What do you
need me for, darling?

The d.O.D. Is confiscating the
evidence in the grace investigation.

And I need a list of
everything they're taking.

Talk to Shaw. He's your buddy.

It's a d.O.D. Case now.
And Shaw is by the book.

And he's not gonna
tell me anything.

Well, he ain't gonna tell me.

I sort of need you
to acquire the list...

Discretely.

The head of g.D. Security wants
me to hack classified d.O.D. Files?

I didn't say that.

Please. Do this for me.

Can you tell me why you need it?

Hmm... the less
you know, the better.

You're protecting me.

Same here. Hey, Zane... hey.

No. You're a straight arrow.

That's what I love
and kinda hate about you.

I'm not gonna be the one
that gets your hands dirty here.

I'm sorry, Jo.

Allison: Holly?

Hello?

What are you doing?

Computer: Beta sample.

Cellular lattice
47% percent printed.

47% of what?

What are you doing here?

Just checking in.

Oh, Doug sent you. It's
sweet, but he worries too much.

Well, he is the boss.

But just so I have
something to report back...

Everything's good?

Yeah. Keeping busy.

I can see that.

Oh! That's not for me.

I mean, it's for me to study.

Not to live in.

I'm testing new molecular
scaffolding for bio—printed organs.

In there?

Seemed smarter than
running tests on myself.

I wouldn't want
to melt my own head.

Again.

Holly, don't you think it's a
little early in your research

for you to be printing
whole human bodies?

I mean, yesterday you
were a rocket scientist.

And the day before that,
I was dead.

Why run simulations when
I can test the real thing?

Holly, the somatic cell
emulsions you're using

are incredibly hard to
produce, even here at g.D.

I guess you're right.

Except the boss,

who also happens
to be my boyfriend,

said I could use
whatever supplies I needed.

I'm actually kind of busy here.

So, bye.

Oh. Well, um...

I guess I'll leave you to it.

Carter: Fargo?

Any luck finding
who stole the control unit?

Uh, no. Nothing.

We've interviewed
108 people so far.

Hundred and six, boss.
Hundred and six people.

And the fact that we haven't
made any headway whatsoever

does not get me down at all.

You didn't get
my update, doctor?

What? No.

The communications
grid is bonkers.

The servers should be next.

Please tell me you have
this thing fixed.

The smart dust should be
re-coalescing at optimal altitude now.

Fargo for the win!

Andy: Hmm.

Doesn't seem to be connecting
with the smart dust there.

Oh, there's some sort
of crosstalk interference.

Only one other thing uses the
same gaussian wave packets.

Oh. Let me guess.

The missing control unit.

I had this happen! I had this happen
once with a garage door opener.

Well, wherever it is,
it's still on.

But maybe I can install a booster
to override the interference.

Well, the methane abatement
team is waiting on us.

They're over in
Dr. Glenn's cow pasture.

Oh! More suspects?

There's got to be an
easier way to find this thing

than wading through cow methane.

I ran the numbers.

This approach still has the
highest likelihood of success.

Any other method would be dangerously
close to professional malpractice.

Boss.

Hmm.

Let's go. Great.

What about that
garage door thing?

I mean, there was
a house on the street

and they had theirs tuned
to the same channel as ours.

And I had to drive up and
down the street with the clicker

until their door opened.

Can we make one of those?

A clicker? Sort of.

Like something
that can track down

where interference
is coming from.

Well, it's a nifty idea, boss.

But kind of impossible.

We'd have to rewrite the
second law of thermodynamics.

And if you wanted to use
d'alembert's formula

for solving a one-dimensional
wave equation...

Yeah.

Allison: So, if you can set
up somewhere near a vent,

you can get started.
Okay, doc. Yep.

Hey.

Hey.

You are looking
very tired, my friend.

Sure.

How you feeling?

I just keep thinking
about grace, and...

I don't know what to do.

And I can't imagine
my life without her.

Because you care
about her. We all do.

We are trying to track the
dispersal patterns for the smart dust.

Ah. Particle sensors?

We've been having
powerflickers, uh...

Vincent's fusion generator is
probably being affected. Henry.

No, I'm happy to think about
almost anything for a little while.

As a matter of fact,
I was on my way to g.D.

To see Holly. She had some
questions about the bio—printer.

She asked would I come by.

If someone wanted to study molecular
scaffolding, how would they go about it?

There's tons of research
on the g.D. Database.

I'd build a computer model
from those specs.

Would you bio-print a body?

No!

That'd be like launching a
spaceship to test the zero-grav shower.

Yeah, well that's
what I thought.

We're talking about Holly?

Yes.

She was printing a body blank
in the neural networking lab.

Why? I don't know.

But when I pressed her about it,
she basically kicked me out of the lab.

Okay, well,
I'll see what I can find out.

Major. I thought you weren't
transferring the evidence till next week.

No choice.

You've got an out—of—control
dust cloud floating around.

It could damage the magnetic
media even before it damages us.

Of course.

Can't be too careful.

But you wanna be sure you don't
leave anything important behind.

Have you ever known me
to be less than thorough?

Make sure those are sealed.

Yes, sir.

I'd be happy to review
the... the evidence list.

A second pair of eyes
never hurts.

I can also be very thorough.

I learned from the best.

You do know this is
my investigation.

Of course. I'm cooperating.

Well, thanks for the offer,

but all the information
connected to this case is classified.

Sir.

How many patients should
we expect? Could be hundreds.

Make sure we have extra neural
exam kits and portable mris.

I need to talk to you.
It's important.

Okay.

While I was doing
some research for Jo,

I found something.

Allison: What is that?

Did the dust cause some
kind of video malfunction?

That's what I thought at first.

But here it is again,

slowed by a factor of 40.

What the hell is that?

This message was buried in a
doc—tram file on my lab computer.

It was addressed to Holly.

Holly? Mmm-hmm.

While she was in my lab, there
was this slight irradiance surge.

She said she didn't
see anything,

but this would've hijacked
every single video system.

She had to see it.

Why would she lie?

This is an excellent question.

One I didn't want to
ask her straight out.

If her cortex is having
memory problems,

confronting contradictions in her
perception could cause pathway damage.

Yup.

Her new brain is powered
by a photonic processor.

Rhythmic flashes like this
could act as a neural trigger.

Well, that's why
I brought it to you.

The strobe patterns look like
they can cause epileptic seizures.

Well, this can't be
a computer malfunction.

The patterns are too complex.

This is not an accident.

Well, I'll keep digging then.

Maybe I can find a source code.

Hey, Fargo. How's it going?

Ooh! Ooh, you smell, a lot.

Yes. Methane abatement lab.

Smelly and a complete
waste of time,

thank you very much. So, update!

The entire Eureka smart car
system went down 10 minutes ago.

As did our digital links
to the outside world.

Well, the good news is,
the cloud is stabilizing.

It's only affecting
equipment so far.

Oh! So a few more hours
of bladder control. I'll take it.

And the bad news?

I can't get my booster to work.

Smart dust, it was
supposed to be my legacy.

Now I'm just gonna be
known as director screw—up.

Yes. But fantastically, they
are calling it farmageddon.

Farmageddon?

That is not fantastic.

This is a disaster.

Oh, come on, Fargo!

Get it together. You're
smart and science—y.

Not like me with
my garage door opener idea.

Garage door?

Yeah, it...

The idea was...

'Cause you know how
your garage door clicker

can, like, sometimes open
someone else's garage door?

So you could make a clicker,

that could
find the control unit.

That would totally track
the interference. No, actually.

Andy said that it would
break, like, 100 laws of physics.

Yeah, well, Andy needs to
do another self-diagnosis,

because this could totally work.

I mean, yeah, I could
tweak a diagnostic array

to capture
the interference signatures

and then, ooh, yes, and then I could
just run a spectral density search...

Clicker.

Who says you're not science—y?

Henry?

Henry?

Allison. Um, I... I'm sorry.

So, I went to Holly's lab.
Everything's fine.

She's fine.
Nothing to worry about.

Okay. Wait, wait.

Did you see how she was
using the bio—printer?

Yes.

Does it concern you?

Chalk it up to an overeager
scientist excited to be back at work.

Besides, she's not gonna
have very much access to it.

I had it moved offsite
for maintenance.

So nothing to worry about.

Henry's working?

Yeah. He was just...

That was really odd.

But I... I guess he just
needs a distraction.

Why? What's up? A question.

Could the brainium
Titanic in the dust

be affecting Andy
before it affects us?

The barium titanite?
Yes, that's what I said.

'Cause Andy's acting weird.

Well, the dust could disrupt
the em. Signals in his processor.

But it's too weak to be affecting
the human synaptic cleft.

Okay. So it affects communications,
computers and Andy?

Yes, but that still doesn't explain
why Henry isn't quite like Henry.

And why Holly... Holly?

Why do you guys
invent this stuff?

Jack. There is something strange
going on.

Yeah. And it's not just
about the smart dust.

Fargo's got a tracker
for the control unit.

Let me find the control unit.

Then I can get the
communications up and running,

and then we can deal
with that. Okay. Be careful

I don't want your brain
to get all scrambled, too.

Okay. Okay.

Okay, this is the thing.

See, I like how you see me,

I do. And I like that you
respect me, and not just

"I'll respect you in the
morning" type of respect,

but real actual respect.

Babe, I'm kind of in
the middle of something.

But I am running out of time.

Shaw is taking
the evidence to DC.

Before the smart dust
can corrupt the files.

Yeah, I heard.
Don't worry about it.

No, today.

Right now.

Jo, trust me.

Leave it alone.

I need your help.

And I need you to trust
that I'm doing the right thing.

Please.

You know what? I'm betting the
evidence has already been corrupted.

At least anything
to do with Henry.

Who said anything about Henry?

You think you're dating a moron.

You said you wouldn't do it.

No. I said I wouldn't get
your hands dirty. And I didn't.

Now stop asking questions
and let me get back to work.

Thank you. Mmm-hmm.

Uh, Zane.

What?

I've seen that before.

When?

When Holly was trapped
in the g.D. Computer.

Lupo.

Carter?

Where are you?

Are you okay?

I'm on my way.

Jo: Carter!

Hello?

Nope.

It's just me.

Carter?

Where are you?

This way!

Jo: Okay, this is so weird!

You mean all the mirrors?

Yeah. It's like Zane's
dream come true.

So weird.

Carter! Ah!

Sorry, Jo.
Can't help you right now.

Got some things to take care of.

Fargo: Major, I don't know
what else you want from me.

You wanted the evidence.
We gave it to you.

And I just got a call
from justice.

That evidence didn't
exactly get there in one piece.

Well, you have to use a
reputable moving company.

When I shipped my pinball
machines out, I got on yelp,

I got recommendations...

Sixty—three digital files
were corrupted.

My people say that data
is unrecoverable.

We did warn you
that the smart dust

might affect certain
ferroelectric memory surfaces.

Didn't we?

Yes.

These files were targeted
and erased intentionally.

I'm going to find out
who did this,

and I think I know
where to start.

I expect full cooperation
from your security staff.

Absolutely.

Carter: Jo thinks she saw
something like this once before,

which was equally creeptastic.

What does that look like to you?

I'm gonna go with hands.

No. I mean, does it look like
someone is trying to get out?

Who would send this to Holly?

That's what I wanna show you.

Check this out.

Those are all
the root level instructions?

Every line.

And see?
There's no point of origin.

Nobody sent it.

Well, what is this?

I don't know. Could be
line noise or interference.

No, no.

It looks like e.E.G. Tracings.

Those are z-waves.

Yeah, but then Holly's pattern
wasn't the only one stuck in there.

Or maybe something else
is trying to get out.

Something else from the
matrix? That ain't good.

Yeah, but if something else got
out we would know about it, right?

The smart dust.

What does this have
to do with smart dust?

What if the smart dust
isn't out of control?

What if someone else
is controlling it?

Using it to knock out
communication?

All right, but why? So that
we can't talk to each other.

So that we can't put
the pieces together.

Come on, Carter.

Ooh!

Shaw: Zane Donovan?

Yeah, may I help you?

You're under arrest for obstruction
of justice and destroying evidence.

Excuse me?

Jo, take him into custody.

Jo, what are you doing?

Take him to holding.

Jo. What is going on?

Let me handle it, Allison.

Hey, Fargo? I think I found
your missing toy.

Fargo?

Whoa!

Wake up. Jo? Jo, we...

Holly: Hi.

We gotta...

Now we're even.

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