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Scooby, come here. Hi.

You want to come here
and give me that key?

Come on.

I don't think he likes you.

You know, this does, uh,

remind me, though, of that, uh...

- that jungle ride. You remember that?
- No.

It's the pirate ride.

The jungle ride is the one
you're no longer allowed on.

That animatronic hippo mishap,

that was... that was not my fault.

You sunk the boat.

Yeah, whatever. They overreacted.

Wasn't that big of a deal.

And, you know, I always thought
pirates were pretty cool...

Like, Captain Hook was
my favorite character...

But in reality,

- they kind of suck.
- At least we can agree on one thing.

They rigged this thing
with enough explosives

to blow us away even if I try

to pick it or shake any of these loose.

I got this.

What dog worth his salt

could resist...

a nice, juicy cow bone?

You're gonna be real upset
when you realize what that is.

Lion bone. Yeah, whatever.

The only lions in Slovenia are in zoos.

This human?

Well, there's a tool
for every job, I guess.

Hey, boy, you hungry?

How about a nice, juicy...

human leg bone.

Come on, boy.

You know, this could've been us.

Still could be.

I'm gonna think positive.

Come on, boy. How can you resist?

Huh? Look.

Yes.

I told you I could talk to animals.

We can't reach that.

Can you... can you whip
up some go-go-gadget arms

or something right now?

Actually, yeah. Yeah, I can.

I can.

Everyone is intimidated by a shark. Become
a Card Shark AMERICASCARDROOM.COM

- Nice.
- Yeah.

You got it.

Easy.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- Bad doggy. Bad dog.
- Come back.

Don't you want your juicy bone?

I don't suppose you have
a plan B, do you? Huh?

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Um...

what is this?

- A brand-new Bentley.
- I see that.

But when you said you were renting

a Winnebago for the road trip,

I thought you were renting a Winnebago.

Anything wrong with
wanting to take my girl

on a road trip in style?

Babe, you know I don't
care about these things.

And that's why you're my girl.

But L.A. to Dallas is a long trip,

and I want to do this thing right.

You do everything right.

- Here, let me take that.
- All right.

- And that.
- Thank you.

This thing is nice.

So how much this set you back?

Not a penny.

Some skip put it up for collateral.

He jumped bail. His loss, our gain.

Does Mama know we're driving this?

We could even take turns at the wheel.

That's definitely happening.

Oh, and I got the music, too.

Oh, no. I fell into that trap before.

We're taking turns deejaying.

All right. Deal.

All right, this is definitely
cooler than a Winnebago.

Hey. Hello.

What in the hell is going on in here?

We couldn't decide on
what to order for lunch,

so we're settling it
with a plank contest.

Yeah, whoever holds out
the longest gets to choose.

Hmm. Sounds like some
millennial fun right there.

Oh.

Whoa. What, uh...

what's going on with our fridge, man?

Oh, you mean my fridge?

Just a little cleaning and organizing.

Oh, cleaning and organizing.

Okay, good, good.

If it's so organized, then, uh,

how come I can't find my sandwich?

You mean the soggy thing in the foil?

Oh, please don't tell me
you threw out my sandwich.

Yeah. It was, like, a month old, Jack.

No, it... No, it wasn't.

It was... anyway... Marinating.

How you holding up?

Good.

I can do this all day.

Oh, my gosh, that's so
funny, 'cause so could I.

Sushi it is.

That's all right.

- Hey, Mac, come here for a second.
- Yeah.

Come here, come here.

Yeah?

Okay...

I don't want to overstep
my bounds here, okay,

but you-you know I love
Leanna, I really do,

- but... what's going on?
- If it's about the sandwich,

- we'll get you another one.
- No, who cares

about the sandwich? It's
not about the sandwich.

It starts with cleaning the fridge.

Then she's cleaning the kitchen.

Then, next thing you know...

she's cleaning the whole house.

You see where I'm going with this?

You're worried she's gonna
clean the whole house?

No, no. Clean-clean
houses are very cool,

but next thing you know,
you're sitting on the couch,

and you're watching daytime soaps,

covered in pink throw pillows.

Is that the kind of
change you want, huh?

You want little bowls
of potpourri everywhere?

- Between me and you, I like potpourri.
- Who doesn't love potpourri?

But.

I don't buy that for a second.

I'm afraid she's gonna
change everything.

Jack, you're acting weird again.

It's Matty. She wants us mobile.
We'll be briefed mid-flight.

Good, good. Yeah, we'll be right there.

Okay, that's fine, we'll go.

But listen, listen...

We'll just put this
conversation on pause

until after we save the world.

Glad your priorities are in order.

Promise, after, by the way.

Right, after, after.

There's a real life lesson here.

Well, I've got a different
one for you today.

The CDC is asking for help

The Center of Disease Control needs us?

Well, that can't be good.

They're keeping the details under wraps.

All they'll say is they have
an inventory discrepancy.

An inventory discrepancy.
So, they lost something.

Oh, man, this has zombie
apocalypse written all over it.

Jack, you are about to meet
with some of our country's

most highly intelligent,

highly trained scientists.

Please, try not to say anything stupid.

Normally, I'd agree with you, Matty,

but I think if anyone's
gonna want to talk

about the zombie apocalypse,
it's gonna be the CDC.

Go assist and report back.

If they're asking for help,
something serious is going on.

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you for coming.

I'd appreciate you keeping
the reason for this visit

under wraps.

Of course. Um, happy to help,

although all we've been told so far is

you have an inventory discrepancy.

Yesterday, we discovered
a cryotube was missing

from the cold storage unit in
our level-four biosafety lab.

Just to be clear,

level four is where the big boys live.

If by "big boys" you mean
diseases with no cure, then yes.

The missing agent is a strain
of a particularly deadly virus.

Mm-hmm. What kind of virus
are we talking about here, Doc?

Solanum? T-Virus? What do we got?

- Those aren't even real.
- Not yet, they're not.

We call it Specimen
234. It spreads fast,

like the flu, but with
a 99% mortality rate.

If it got into the population,

we'd be looking at a pandemic.

Millions would die.

Has anything like this happened before?

We've had discrepancies in the past,

but nothing this deadly
has been missing this long.

Misplaced samples are
usually found within hours

in another storage unit or lab,

but we're having a hard
time tracking this one down.

So, it's in the building, it's
just playing hide and seek.

We believe Specimen 234 went missing

during an incident in the lab yesterday.

An incident.

You do know that's how
horror movies start, right?

Nothing so dramatic.

It's one of the containment units

holding some experimental subjects

wasn't latched correctly.

Well, we've passed over
a dozen security cameras

since we passed through the lobby,

I'm assuming you have some
footage you can show us?

So, the infected rats of Nimh

escaped their cage.

Yes. But we took every
necessary precaution

to contain the subjects
and decontaminate the lab.

It wasn't until four hours later

we discovered 234's absence.

So you think that the
virus was misplaced

during the chaos and
confusion of the clean-up?

Yes.

Gentlemen, I need 234
found quickly and quietly.

If word got out a level-four
bioagent was missing,

it would cause mass panic.

I'd like to go through
the security footage.

Look for anything your
team may have missed.

Yeah, Jack and I would
like to inspect the lab.

We would?

Uh, we want to go to the place

where all the super viruses hang out?

- That's where we want to go?
- Yes.

I'm going to assume

that the level-four lab

would require a security
card to access, yes?

Every lab requires a security card.

You can't get anywhere in the
building without clearance.

I suggest we get started.

Getting you in is going
to be a bit of a process.

Street clothes are swapped for scrubs

to avoid carrying any
contaminants into the lab.

Anyone looking to access level four

must put on a positive pressure suit.

Every scientist has their own.

Before exiting the suit room,

each suit is thoroughly
examined for rips or tears.

What happens if you find a hole?

If it's small, the scientist will log it

and cover it with duct tape.

Anything larger than half an inch,

and the scientist either
has to submit the suit

for permanent repair
or request a new one.

And here we go.

You'll need to plug into this.

Nothing's been touched

since we discovered
Specimen 234 was missing.

So, every scientist who
has access to this lab

can also get into the cold storage unit

where 234 was being kept?

Yes, but we already
interviewed the four scientists

who were in the lab
when the rats escaped.

None of them were working
on that flu strain.

When's the last time somebody

- did work with it?
- Four days ago.

But the cryotube was returned
to cold storage that same day.

Could you, uh, read me the
details on the incident report?

Sure.

Six test subjects

were found loose on
the examination table

at 12:37 p.m. yesterday.

After that.

Clear liquid was found

pooled on the table near

the cage door. Uh, testing revealed it

to be 100% glycerol.

It's a common product used in the lab.

The spill was determined
to be unrelated.

What are you thinking, Mac?

I'm not sure yet.

What are the lab's exit procedures?

How long do we have to do this?

Everyone exiting level four is required

to take a seven-minute chemical shower.

You know, if a scientist was
carrying something out of here

that he shouldn't be, that
camera would definitely catch it.

I checked the footage.

No one exited the lab
holding a cryotube.

What are you looking for now?

This.

Duct tape residue.

Well, as I explained before,
our scientists use duct tape

to patch small tears in their suits.

I don't see a tear
anywhere near that residue.

So why would someone
put duct tape on it?

Whose suit is this?

It's a guest suit.

- It's not assigned to a doctor.
- Interesting.

What are the rest of the
exit procedures from here?

Anyone exiting the lab

would take another shower,
put on their street clothes,

and then be free to leave the facility.

Dr. Falama, I have bad news.

Your virus was not mistakenly misplaced.

This was a well-orchestrated heist.

Someone Ocean Eleven'ed the virus.

Getting a level-four
bioagent out of the building

would be impossible.

Nothing is impossible.

Someone with BSL-4 access
entered the cold storage

and used their body to block

the surveillance camera across the room.

They then removed a
cryotube of the virus

and hid it beneath a piece
of duct tape on their suit.

The spilled glycerol was, in fact,

the most clever step in this heist.

Your thief replaced
the lock on the rat cage

with a frozen rod of glycerol.

- Why would they do that?
- Because the glycerol would take

about 30 minutes to melt,

giving this person more
than enough time to make it

through all of the
lab's exit procedures.

Your thief used the rats
as a time-delay distraction.

They would've been
clear of the lab before

any rodent-related
emergency procedures began,

giving them plenty of time

before anyone noticed the missing virus.

I think it's time we looked
at your security footage.

Uh, Boze,

take us to ten minutes
before the lab was shut down.

Okay, say you're right

and my bio-agent was stolen.

A virus needs to be kept
frozen to remain viable.

Anyone working here would know that.

So even if they got it out

of the lab, how would they transport it?

Stop.

Zoom in on the upper left.

That's how. Fill one of those containers

with liquid nitrogen, you have yourself

an improvised traveling
cold storage unit.

That's Dr. Luca.

But he would never do
something like this.

Except he just did.

It's like you said... if we
don't find this virus fast,

millions of people will die.

Safe to say a deadly virus

escaping the CDC

was not the situation I was
hoping you were walking into.

Any idea where Luca is?

Credit cards show no
activity of any kind

after his disappearance.

However, Luca did make some
pretty hefty withdrawals

from his savings account in the
days leading up to the theft.

Sounds like a guy prepping
to drop off the grid

and do God knows what.
How do we find him?

Luca's vacuum container
trick... it would only work

for three hours, tops,
so if he wanted the virus

to remain viable, he'd
have to store it properly.

I think we should run a
search for any biocontainment

cold storage units
that have sold recently.

Well, there can't be that many people

in the market for one of those.

I mean, not like it's the
next Game of Thrones book.

Jack Dalton read Game of Thrones?

You don't have to read a book
to know it's popular, Bozer.

Okay, got something.

A Canadian medical company
shipped a cold storage freezer

to an address in
Columbia, South Carolina

a week before the virus was stolen.

Okay. That's where we're going.

? Living just to find
emotion, hiding... ?

Oh...

? Somewhere in the night... ?

Oh, my gosh.

What? This song's a classic.

Um, the original is a classic.

What you just did do it,
I-I don't know about that.

Imagine what Journey would say

if they found out you stopped believin'.

And when your dad and I were at lunch...

Whoa, whoa. Time out.

You-you and Elwood went to lunch?

He called me.

He wanted to know the guy
that's dating his daughter.

And I know you guys

have issues, but he loves you.

And he's super protective.

And it was at that
lunch that I found out

he used to sing this
song to you as a baby.

Elwood told you that?

Yeah. And a few other things.

Like what?

How he thinks that
family is very important.

Oh. That doesn't sound like my father.

Well, your dad's a changed man.

Family is everything to him now.

Better late than never, right?

So what else did he say?

A lot.

It was a long lunch.

We got into your relationship,

his regrets.

You know, I'm glad that
you're giving him a chance.

Yeah, me, too.

What are you doing?

Don't worry, I'm not working.
I'm just checking in with Matty.

She's not gonna answer.

And how do you know that?

I know.

I had my mama call her last week.

She told her I was hoping to spend

some quality time off the grid with you.

So unless the world's ending
and she needs some extra hands,

you're all mine.

This cannot get any better.

Oh, but it will.

And how is that?

I got a surprise for you
at the end of the trip.

You're not gonna propose, are you?

No.

I like how things are going.

Yeah, me, too.

Looks like the best barbecue
is only three miles ahead.

I'm from Louisiana.

I'm not gonna let a statement
like that go unchallenged.

Oh, wow.

Ooh.

Whose idea was the
meat-palooza platter?

- Yours. It had to be.
- No...

I'd never suggest anything so cruel.

I feel like my whole
body's rubbed in spice.

Where the hell is our car?

So, Bozer.

Leanna sure has been
hanging out a lot, huh?

Don't do this right now.

Yeah, she has. She's my girlfriend,

and I like hanging out with her.

Word. No, she really seems to be

just settling right in.

I'm sorry,

do you have a problem with my girl

coming over to my house
where I live and you don't?

Why would I have a problem
with that? No, I think, I think

the fridge looks great,
organized and labeled and...

you know exactly where
everything is in there.

I must be missing something.

Jack, what the hell
are you talking about?

- My sandwich.
- What?

- Who cares about a sandwich?
- When I put a sandwich in there,

- I expect it to be there...
- I think we can all agree

that right now is not the time for this.

What's the address, Bozer?

8866.

8866. Okay.

Next... building?

Or not.

What, the, uh, doctor
had the cold storage unit

delivered to a parking lot?

So this is a dead end.

Maybe not.

You could definitely install
a cold storage unit in an RV.

- Really?
- Yeah. I think we just found his mobile lab.

- We did?
- Matty said Luca had a bunch of withdrawals

from his savings in the
days leading up to the theft.

Well, that would make sense.

Paying for this RV in cash would

keep him off the radar.

Matty says she's got a
satellite on our position.

And thermal imaging confirms
no heat signatures inside.

So our doctor isn't in there,
but the stolen virus might be.

Which is exactly why I don't
think it's such a good idea

for us just to go

charging in there right now.

Agreed. There is no way

that old beat-up RV has
the level of biocontainment

- this virus requires.
- Mm-mm.

Yeah. The interior may be
completely contaminated,

but we don't have time
to wait for a hazmat team.

So put your big boy pants
on 'cause we're going in.

Definitely Luca's lab.

But the virus isn't here.

Guys, I got a pile of something here.

- I think it's been burned.
- Oh, yeah.

This is definitely a burn bag.

What's that?

Looks like it was Luca's passport.

His passport?

So-so it's possible that
the good doctor now has

a new name and identity?

Should we even be in here?

Bozer, my skin looking clammy?

- A little.
- What about around the eyes?

- Oh, terrible.
- Seriously?

All right. Stop
talking. And you're fine.

And stop egging him on.

I feel a little woozy.

Okay, what's that, now?

It's a... it's a burned vial.

A burned vial? That's-that's good.

Maybe he burned the virus,
had a change of heart,

we got nothing to worry about.

Guys, I got a laptop over here.

Too bad Riley's off
road-tripping with Billy.

We could really use her
boopity-boop skills right about now.

Actually, it's not asking

for a password, and
it's open to a video.

To whoever finds this,

I want you to know that...

I am sorry for what I'm about to do.

I hope I will be forgiven

when the truth comes out.

Geofri...

I'm coming home.

- Who's Geofri?
- According to his file,

Geofri is his brother back in Romania.

So Luca wants to go
to Romania to do what,

bond with his brother over
releasing a deadly viral plague?

Can't be that. Geofri
died in a mining accident

a few months ago... safe to
say Luca's going to Romania,

but no clue why.

Guys.

He wasn't using this to burn the virus.

He was preparing.

And that's the start of
the zombie apocalypse.

Good day, gentlemen.

Jack, relax. There's a
24-hour incubation period

between when the subject becomes
infected and then contagious.

How am I supposed to relax?

We got less than a day
to find this Luca dude

and keep him from being patient zero

in an epidemic that will kill millions.

Not if we get to Romania
first and find him.

Well, Officer Couldn't Care Less

isn't gonna lift a finger to help.

Yeah, no kidding.

I'm gonna see if I can
get us a flight home.

What? What are you talking about?

Well... Billy, we have no car,

we have nothing but what we have on us,

and we're stuck in the
middle of Arizona somewhere.

So we improvise.

That's what Mac would do, right?

So you want to build a car?

No, I was thinking more like ride-share.

To Dallas?

Well, why not?

It'll be a part of the adventure.

And trust me, you don't
want to miss your surprise.

Okay.

Huh, look at that.

A ride a half a mile away.

Done. Easy.

What are you smiling about?

I'm just thinking about
the look on your face

when you see your surprise.

Did you see that?

I do now.

Hey, are you Billy?

Follow that Bentley.

- A-Are you serious?
- I got a five-star rating.

And...

- and 67 bucks if you don't lose that car.
- Okay.

All right. A glowing
review is in your future.

Well, this is clearly a chop shop.

Not like we can knock on
the door and politely ask

for the car back.
Should we call the cops?

Yeah, right. Flagstaff's finest

took two hours to file their report.

By the time the police gets here,

that car'll be in a million pieces.

All right, so if the
boys in blue are out,

what's the plan?

We steal our car back.

Good plan.

_

Okay, Matty, bad news.

By the time the search
for Luca began in Romania,

he had already deplaned, and
no one I've spoken to here

remembers even seeing
him in the first place.

Any luck with the surveillance footage?

Not really. We tracked
Luca through the airport

after he got off the plane,

but then we lost him in the
crowd near the main entrance.

We're still searching the footage,

but it's as if he just disappeared.

Hey. Mac, so, we recalled

all the taxis that worked the
airport today, questioned the drivers,

showed them Luca's picture,
but nobody remembers seeing him.

It's like he got into Romania

- and just...
- Disappeared; that's what Leanna said.

But here's the thing,

he had to have gone somewhere, right?

Guess he's not hiding in there.

Okay, hey, hey, we making a mess
just to make a mess, or what?

No, no. There's got to be...

something here.

- Bingo.
- No way.

Is that a bag of hair?

Luca changed his appearance...
That's how he disappeared.

Okay, well, that means we've
been showing a bunch of cabbies

an outdated photo.
What's he look like now?

- No idea.
- _

But I think I know how to find him.

Did you release the cabbies yet?

No. They're still lined up outside.

What are you thinking?

We, uh, we need to go
to the grocery store.

Got everything you asked for,

including the hot plate and the pot.

You're making something
out of horse radish

that'll glow? Now that's kind of hard

- to believe.
- I can explain the science if you want.

- No, no, no, we'll pass. Thank you.
- What?

- Never say yes to that, Bozer.
- To what?

How you doing, sir? Thank you.

Appreciate your patience.

Thanks, we'll be out of your hair

in just a minute, sir, thank you.

You know, Mac, I got nothing

but blind faith in you here, but, uh...

You sure you're right about
the science on this one?

This is it.

Uh, where have you been today?

Okay. This is it.

The cabbie dropped blond
Luca off at this address.

Okay, hang on now. Matty,
uh, just found footage

of a post-makeover Luca
exiting the airport;

he's no movie star, but
that's what he looks like now.

Okay, so now we know what he looks like.

- But why come here?
- Well,

that's what we're
gonna find out. Come on.

Hang on, Mac, now
shouldn't we be wearing

those air filter, breathing thingies

before we go marching in there?

Luca won't be contagious

for a few more hours; we should be good.

That's comforting.

- I mean, come on.
- Nice, Bozer.

Nobody's home. Let's go, fellas.

Mac, don't.

Okay, hang on, hang on.

If you're just gonna go
breaking into the place,

let me at least clear it first.

Lock's glued shut.

No picking it; you're up.

- It's Luca.
- Thank you!

Please, we need to call police.

What is... put the gun
down, this isn't Luca.

This is someone else.

Sir, we are with the
American government.

Who are you?

A man showed up at my
door, looked just like me.

But before I could even
process this, he attacked me.

His name's Dr. Luca, and
he changed his appearance

to look just like you.

- Why?
- That's a good question.

Tell us everything you heard
Luca say when he was here.

Even the smallest detail may be of help.

This guy didn't waste any time talking.

He jumped me the moment
I opened the door.

What about this? Was this broken before?

He robbed me.

My camera equipment.

My press pass for tonight, everything.

Tonight? What was tonight?

Dorin lonescu is being
awarded at his house tonight.

I was asked to take his
photos in the green room

before the award presentation.

Uh, hang on, hang on, now.

So-so Luca went through all that trouble

to look exactly like this guy.

For what? To attend some random party?

That don't make any sense.

Maybe it's not a random party.

Remember when I told you Luca's brother

was killed in a mining accident?

- Yeah.
- Guess who owns the mining company.

And was accused of covering
up unsafe work conditions.

Dorin lonescu.

He must blame him for
his brother's death.

So Luca changes his appearance

to look exactly like
the photographer Sala

so he can attend this party,
get close enough to lonescu

and infect him with the virus!

You're right; this is an assassination.

Okay, there's still time,
but we got to move fast.

Yeah, before Crumbs McGee
gets powdered sugar everywhere.

You know how hard that is to clean?

I meant before he takes the car apart.

- That, too.
- Yeah.

All right, we need to get him

out of the garage and away from the car.

Question is, how?

No, no, no, no, no. He's
got an impact wrench going.

I-I can't watch this.

That gives me an idea.

All right.

Check the car, make sure
everything's in one piece.

What are you doing?

I'm buying us some time.

Using a trick Mac taught me.

Mac, the quickest the
Romanians can get Hazmat

to you is 30 minutes.

When does Luca become contagious?

There's too many
variables to know for sure,

but I'm guessing we have less
than 30 minutes, given the fact

that there's over 100
people at this party.

That's not good news.

Well, so much for warning
lonescu's security.

Then it's up to us to stop Luca.

We just have to get into the party.

Yeah, but how? We might
look like waitstaff,

but we don't have the credentials

to get past security.

The guards are more focused on the front

where the guests are being checked in,

but I bet security's a
lot lighter in the back.

Does this mean you have a
plan for-for getting us inside?

Yeah, well, I got to dig in
the neighbor's trash first,

but I think I got a plan.

Okay, I don't, I don't
see any guards inside,

but the doors are locked. You're up.

Yeah, well, definitely don't want

to break the glass and alert them.

Hold these. This is exactly why

we dug through the neighbor's trash.

Put that in there.

This stuff is sticky.

- It stinks.
- If you've ever locked your keys

in your car, and you
had to call for help,

chances are your locksmith used a device

called an "air wedge."

In a pinch, you can
even make one yourself.

All you need is a sturdy bag,

a pump and proper placement.

Hey, do you think
we'll ever enter a house

like a-a normal person?

I doubt it.

Then, you just inflate the bag until...

Sedative.

- Where did you...?
- Don't worry about it.

First one to Luca injects him.

All we have to do is subdue
him until Hazmat gets here.

Then they can quarantine him. Oh.

And, uh, uh, don't let
him cough or sneeze on you,

because his fluids carry
the virus. Oh, and, uh,

don't touch him, or especially,
don't let him touch you,

because hands are the
biggest conveyors of germs.

Whoa, wait. So avoid touching him

while we try to inject him?

Guys, I never said it was gonna be easy.

Anyone see the good doctor?

Not in this room.

I'm gonna check down here.

Hey.

- Where the hell are you going?
- Uh, me?

I was just looking for the
kitchen to refill my tray.

Kitchen's the other way.

Whoops, my bad.

I'll be on my way.

I don't recognize you.

I checked in all the waitstaff.

I was called in late. Someone got sick.

You're lying.

I don't know who you are,
but you're coming with me.

Guys, little problem.
Had to use my sedative.

So it's all on you two.

Copy that, Bozer. Don't
worry, we got this.

Guys, I got a visual on Luca.

Headed into the green room.

Yeah, that's got to be where lonescu is.

I got to get in there,
but there's four guards

in between me and him.

Sounds like you need a distraction.

Lucky for us, there's a
Jack Dalton on the team.

Excuse me. Hi, ladies. How you doing?

Hold that for me, will you?

Excuse me.

Guys, we got a problem.

Pretty sure Luca's now contagious.

Jack, Hazmat is just ten minutes out.

Tell me you have Luca contained.

Matty,

Jack's a little busy right now.

As for Luca, pretty sure
he's not contained yet,

but Mac's working on that right now.

I hope.

This way, if you don't mind.

The light is better.

Don't let him touch you.

He's infected and he's
trying to kill you.

You three need to get
out of the room now.

I know you're sick.

I need you to stay calm and still.

No. No, no, no, no.

It can't end this way.

He needs to pay for what
he did to my brother.

To all those people. He's a monster.

He doesn't deserve to live
when so many have died.

Now get him out of here.

I know about the accident
that killed your brother.

You don't know a damn thing!

There wasn't an accident.

Ionescu rigged the mine to collapse

so he could collect insurance.

A dozen miners died so
he could turn a profit.

And your idea of justice is-is what?

Start an epidemic and kill
millions of innocent people?

It was just supposed to be him.

But you...

You ruined that!

What's going on?

Jack, hold this door.
Boze, get that second tarp.

Is this gonna keep the virus in there?

Not forever, but it
should hold long enough

until Hazmat arrives.

Turns out, Luca was right.

Romanian police dug into the
allegations against lonescu

and found all kinds of
incriminating evidence

on his computer.

He's going to prison for a long time.

Yeah, he's going to prison,

but Luca's gonna die.

And that's about the only thing
worse than being locked up.

No, I don't think this is the ending

the good doctor was looking for. You?

The man infects himself with
a deadly virus with no cure,

almost kills millions of people

only to exact revenge on one man.

I'm having a hard time
wrapping my head around that.

Me, too.

Here's something y'all can
wrap your heads around...

...let's go home.

I'd love to, but...

not sure how long it'll
be before we're allowed to.

Really?

We still may have a
deadly virus inside of us.

Which ambulance do we go in?

The one Mac and I aren't in.

Ha ha, everybody's got jokes. I get it.

Jack, you're being ridiculous.

The Romanian hazmat team examined you

and gave you a clean bill of health.

Besides, if you were
infected, you'd know it by now

'cause you'd be dead.

I'm telling you, something's off. Okay?

Woozy, greasy.

Bozer, you want to feel my glands?

That's gonna be a hard pass.

Take that.

I'm nauseous. How long
is that gonna take?

Just a couple minutes.

No, Matty, no. Oh, no, no, no.

Don't come in here, seriously.

Mac, why are you humoring him?

Matty, it's a lot easier than arguing.

I heard that my cleaning
didn't go over so well.

So here is a peace offering
disguised as a sandwich.

And don't worry,

I messed up Mac's fridge all over again.

Dripped ketchup, spilled milk,

the whole nine yards, just for you.

- You did?
- Yes.

It once again looks like
raccoons live in there.

Well, thanks a lot, Leanna.
I really appreciate this.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, what?

It turned blue.

Is blue bad?

It's not good, Jack.

Thanks, Doctor. I knew it.

Now what am I supposed to do?

- Hey, just stay calm.
- Stay calm.

Go to the interrogation room now,

close the door, lock
it. Wait for my call.

I'm gonna call Dr. Falama.

Oh, and Jack? Cover your nose and mouth.

And hurry. I knew we shouldn't
have been in that trailer.

Ooh...

- What is that?
- Oh, just some stuff I found

in the supply closet.

Is this the surprise?

Well, you remember when I
was telling you Elwood and I

got to talking about you
when we were together?

- Yeah.
- Well, one of his biggest regrets

was turning his back on his family.

And not just you.

Come on.

Really, what's going on?

Well, when you were born, Elwood
and his mom weren't talking.

He didn't want to try to fix it
until he got his act together.

Whose house is this?

You'll see.

Hello.

Ms. Dolores, I'm Billy
Colton. We talked on the phone.

Yes, of course. Is this...?

Yes, ma'am.

Dolores, I want to introduce
you to someone very special.

This is your granddaughter, Riley.

Riley, meet your grandma.

I've-I've always wanted to...

It's okay.

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