All language subtitles for Eureka.S03E9_[English] (SUBRIP)

HENRY: Previously on Eureka.

I'm pregnant.

Our new mayor elect is...

Mr. Henry Deacon.

No!

I think I figured out why your
hormones are so out of whack.

You're having twins.

MANSFIELD: You've allowed
a breach of security

turn into a potential
town-wide catastrophe.

MANSFIELD: Where's Thorne?

I want you to arrest her.

You disobeyed a direct order, and
this time I can't look the other way.

Eureka no longer
requires your services.

You are fired, Carter.

TURNER: This is a very
impressive resume, Mr. Carter.

You've had a long career
in law enforcement.

There's never been anything
else I wanted to do.

Experience matters to us at the
Department of Homeland Security.

Now, for the last
two years,

you've been in small
community policing.

I grew up in
a small town myself.

Anything exciting
ever happen?

(SCREAMING)

What are you doing?

Just your normal
small-town stuff.

HENRY: So, how did
the meeting go?

It's a little weird
interviewing for a new job

when you can't actually talk
about your old job. Right.

The government has to protect
its secrets, you know,

and you've seen a lot since
you've come to Eureka.

Well, you didn't tell me about
it, and compared to this,

Homeland Security's
gonna be dull.

Jack, forgive me, but I'm actually
hoping you don't get the job.

I got to go. Sure.
Anything I can help with?

Well, I'm trying to nail down
a radio diffraction grating,

the EHF
antenna array.

It's still getting crackles.
What do you think?

Good luck. Yeah.
Gotcha.

Hey!

Hi. Did they offer you the job?

Well, they told me
they'd let me know.

But, when? When will
they let you know?

I mean, will we have
to move right away, or...

(CHUCKLES) I don't know, but no
more Vinspresso for you. Okay?

Wow. My life is
in complete turmoil,

and you think
it's hilarious?

No. I don't.

I mean, in fact, I told them I can't
start until you finish the semester.

I'm gonna make this
as easy on you as I can.

Okay.

Vince! Can I get
a burger?

A simple meal
for a simple man.

It's not gonna be the same
without you, Sheriff.

Vince, can you try
and hold it together

for just, like,
one second, please?

Thanks, Vince.

Wow, a coffee and a donut. You're
already eating like a sheriff.

It's a 16-grain protein
bagel, and I am not Sheriff.

All right, "Acting Sheriff," just
until the D.O.D. makes it official.

You happy?

Carter, you know I've always
wanted your job, and I deserve it.

And I'll probably do it
better than you did.

Yeah. You will.

I want it,
but not like this.

I know.

I'm proud of you anyway.

(CHUCKLES)

Hey.
Hey! Look at you!

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, it's hard not to. I'm starting
to create my own gravitational field.

Yeah, well, it agrees
with you, being pregnant.

Actually, I needed to see
the both of you.

I have news about
the sheriff's position.

General Mansfield came around
and he is gonna rehire Carter?

No.

Congratulations,
Sheriff Lupo.

And it's not
Jo, either. Sorry.

They have hired a replacement.
He will be here any minute.

So, I guess he sent
his stuff ahead.

And he's late
on his first day.

Well, they gave me his phone number.
Let me give him a call.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

He sent his
cell phone ahead?

(RINGING CONTINUES)

Hello, Dr. Blake,
Deputy Lupo.

And you must be...

That's very creepy.

That is the latest
in dynamic copolymers.

(GROANS) Is this one of
your freaky inventions?

No. This is a $2.9 billion D.O.D.
program.

I'll have him on duty in two shakes
of an artificial lamb's tail.

"On

Fargo, are you saying that the new
sheriff of Eureka is a robot?

The biggest advance in soft
robotics since the Furby.

Well, you... Well, you can't
expect just any anthropomorph

to replace
Sheriff Jack Carter.

That's it. Passed over again?
I don't think so.

Come on, Jo.

I quit. I am not
working for that

thing!

Jo!

You can call me
Sheriff Andy.

Hi, Sheriff Andy.

(ELECTRONIC GEARS WHIRRING)

Eureka can't have an experiment
in charge of law enforcement.

You needed a sheriff, and
the prototype was ready.

Or would you prefer to
leave the position vacant?

I would prefer
rehiring Carter.

Sheriff Andy is programmed with the latest
protocols in criminal investigation.

He is designed to be ahead of
the problem, unlike Carter.

Look, I know Carter has a
unique investigative style,

but his record
speaks for itself.

Yes, it does.

Dr. Blake, you are now the
sole head of Global Dynamics.

Your plate is full. Don't waste
your time worrying about Carter.

(SIGHS)

(DOOR UNLOCKING)

SARAH: Good evening, Sheriff.

Yeah, not so much.

What's this?
SARAH: Ask your sister.

Oh, why doesn't that
surprise me?

Lex?

(LAUGHING) Oh, come on,
Jack. Look, it's so cool.

What is...
Let me guess. Uh...

What, a baby aquarium?

No, it's a
tensor field generator.

It creates sort of
a zero-gravity bubble,

(STIFLING LAUGHTER) and
it's totally portable

and easy to use.
For my home birth!

Dr. Fielding says, this way,
when my babies are born,

they'll just sort of
drift, totally weightless.

Not weightless, Lexi.

The tensor field repulses
most of the gravitons,

but the subject retains 0.0096%
of its original weight.

Weightless enough for me. I've
gained 10 pounds in the last day.

What? Ten pounds?
Shut up.

You try making
two whole people.

Fair enough.

I'll, uh, come back for
the generator at a, uh...

At a better time.

Dr. Fielding, it's nice
to see you again.

Pleasure.

I had to cite him for overloading
the power grid a little while back.

Try to be nice. I'm trying
to get the twin discount.

All right.

Lex, are you sure you should
be planning all this stuff?

I mean, we're not even gonna be
here when the babies are born.

Oh, stop it.
You're not going anywhere.

SARAH: Excuse me, Sheriff. I'm monitoring
a bulletin on the public safety network.

Numerous fallen trees
have blocked the road.

Oh, you can get Sheriff in
a Box to handle that one.

Dr. Blake was involved.

OFFICER: Keep clear.

Allison! Hey.

You okay? Yeah, urn, I'm fine.
The road's just blocked.

We're trying to get
a crew out here.

Mr. Carter, I believe public safety
is no longer under your jurisdiction.

Yeah, I'm just out making
sure everybody's okay.

Appreciate your concern. Sheriff
Andy has been notified.

Clearly everything's fine.

(SNAPPING SOUND)
(GASPS)

MAN: Watch out!

MAN: You all right?
You all right?

You okay?
Yeah.

All right, everybody...
(SIREN WARBLING)

Everybody get away from the tree line!
Come on back!

How are you, tonight?
Evening, folks.

Seems like you found yourselves
a bit of excitement, huh?

Welcome to Eureka,
Sheriff Andy.

Thank you
kindly, sir.

Mr. Carter, we didn't get a chance
to talk when you were unpacking me.

Yeah, I... I know. Look, we...
There's time for chitchat later.

Right now, we've got
to stop the traffic, we...

Done. I've dispatched a couple of roadblock drones.
They should be on station...

(WHIRRING)

Ah, and there they are.

We also got to get
a medical team.

Don't you worry about it.
I've got it covered.

I've got a complete suite
of medical diagnostic tools.

Just some
frayed nerves, is all.

Excuse me. Dr. Blake,
your baby is A-okay.

Amniotic fluid levels, pulse
ox, all perfectly normal.

Pregnancy is such a
miracle, don't you think?

(CHUCKLING) Yeah.

Seems like Sheriff Andy
has everything under control.

I sure do, but thank you
so much for your assist.

Now, if you'll
excuse me...

All right, people, move
away from the tree line!

Dr. Blake, I'm sure you want to
observe your new sheriff in action.

ANDY: All right, people, move to the side
of the road, away from the tree line.

ANDY: You, sir, please... I
guess I'll get out of the way.

ANDY: Thank you, sir. Excellent.
We're gonna get this cleared up...

Hit me, Vince.

Are you sure, Sheriff...
Jack... Uh, Mr. Carter?

Yeah.

Okay.
Thanks.

Hey.

You're not gonna find what you're looking
for at the bottom of that glass.

Well, what if I'm looking
for a banana milkshake?

Well, then
you're good.

So, what do you think
brought those trees down?

So far, it looks
like an accident.

Really? Is that what
the new sheriff told you?

It's his preliminary
findings,

and he's not
my new anything.

You can't be replaced by six feet
of nanopolymer with a nice smile.

So, urn, the DHS called.

They offered me the job.

Oh!

Well, that's, uh,
good news.

Yeah. Yeah. They need me to start
right away, just a few days.

Oh, well, you should be packing.
What are you doing here?

(CHUCKLES)

Hiding from my daughter.

ZOE: This officially sucks!
I mean, you told me

we wouldn't have to leave
until after the semester.

You promised. Yeah, and I
know the timing is crappy,

but this is the
right job for me.

You already have
the right job.

I know, and they
hired someone else.

So, they bring in
RoboCop,

and I have to leave my friends and my
boyfriend in two days. How is that fair?

(DOORBELL CHIMES) SARAH: Speaking of
RoboCop, there's someone at the door.

Hey, there.

Gee, I hope I didn't catch
you at a bad time. Mmm.

You must be
Zoe. Hello.

Bite me,
Terminator.

We're kind of
in the middle, here.

Well, I'll be quick.

I'm doing an office inventory,
and I need your uniform.

It's strictly
for paperwork.

Sure.

Sure.

Nice place!

Thank you.
I'll get out of your way.

Uh, Andy? Question.

Urn, do you think those trees
came down by accident?

Yes, sir, the impact pattern
seems perfectly natural.

Yes. Yes, but trees don't
just fall down by themselves.

(LAUGHS)

Actually, Jack...
I mean, in Eureka.

In Eureka, when a tree falls in
the forest, it's not just a tree.

Hmm.

I am completely confident in the
results of my investigation,

but thank you so much
for your advice.

What do you
think, SARAH?

I believe the saccharine sheriff
act is getting quite tiresome.

I mean, is it natural for a dozen
trees to come down all by themselves?

I mean, uh, were the roots rotting?
Were...

My analysis of the wood samples does
indicate genetic abnormalities.

How'd you get
wood samples?

The artificial sheriff
had debris on his shoes.

He tracked it on my carpet.

Thank you.

(WHISPERING) Allison!
Hey. Um,

I need a tree guy.

(CHUCKLES) Excuse me?

I need someone who
studies, urn, tree genes.

Does anyone
actually study that?

Yeah, of course there's someone.
A dendrological geneticist.

Great. Need
one of those.

Carter, your security
clearance has been revoked.

I can't talk to you
about G.D. personnel.

Well, you can't
just forget about it

just because the Tin Man
says it was an accident.

Yes, and just because he's a robot
doesn't mean that he's wrong.

But, he's been here
for half a day.

I mean, it takes a lot longer than
that to understand this town.

And... I mean,
we got lucky.

I bet, if more trees fall down,
somebody could get killed.

I can't. I...

I can't tell you that Dr. Leonardo
is the top G.D. dendrologist,

and that she's working on increasing
xylem nutrient transport.

She has a lab
over on South Goddard.

I would be breaking
about 35 federal laws

if I told you that.

Excuse me.

Yeah, I can't get anything to grow.
I got a total black thumb.

I'm guessing she doesn't
have that problem.

Uh, not so much.

So, urn, do you make
anything out here

that might make
trees fall down?

Uh, no, quite
the opposite.

We study geometrically increased
angiosperm reproduction.

Huh.

(GROUND RUMBLING)
(LEAVES RUSTLING)

So, what's that?

Accelerated tree growth.

Huh.

You're making
some progress.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, urn, we were wondering if you
could take a look at something for us.

Oh, uh, wood chips
from the trees that fell.

I'm actually
kind of swamped.

Lateral meristems aren't gonna
reconfigure themselves, right?

I was just thinking
the same thing.

But we'd love your help, just to make
sure it wasn't caused by your department.

Thank you.
Mmm-hmm.

So, where are
your uniforms?

(STAMMERING) It's
an unofficial visit.

So, is it true
that you guys got fired?

He got fired.
I, uh, I quit.

Bummer.

Thanks. So, what
did you find out?

I found out
you're not the sheriff.

All G.D. research
is classified.

I can't talk about it
to civilians.

Sorry.

Thank you.

Yep.

(EXHALES)

CARTER: Topping up
the batteries?

(LAUGHING) Good one.

Actually, I'm running a diagnostic
on the security system.

There seems to be some trouble
with the satellite communications.

Well, when you're,
uh, unplugged,

I need you to talk
to a Dr. Leonardo.

Head dendrologist
for G.D.?

Yeah. You're quick.

I keep it all in the old
hard drive up here.

Did she say anything about all
the trees that fell last night?

Uh, no, and it was the way
she didn't say anything.

It's tough to explain,
man to robot.

Jack...

Look, it's not
an accident!

I appreciate all your help, but
I can't have you investigating.

The town charter clearly delineates
my duties as the sheriff.

You see where I'm coming from, right?
Sheriff to former sheriff?

Sure.

No problem.

Got a lot
of packing to do.

Thank you.

Oh, and Jack,
don't you worry.

I am on top of this.

(SCREAMS)

FARGO: (SIGHS)
This is really bad.

They are never gonna let me test
this top-secret robot again.

Stop your whimpering, son.
Patch him up.

Uh, I'm not a robot expert, but
this looks like a dead one.

Mr. Carter,
this is a secure facility,

one in which you are
no longer permitted.

Oh, I'm just visiting.
I'm paying my respects.

I don't think
that Andy can be fixed.

This prototype was
designed for durability.

I want him back
on the street asap.

The town needs
a sheriff.

It's not just the trees. We now
have a destroyed antenna dish.

Yeah, somebody's got to
figure out what's happening.

Well, I don't think that Sheriff Andy
is quite up to it at this moment.

So, if someone was gonna
investigate, Henry would be...

Uh, at the site.

That would be a good
place to start. Yes.

Hypothetically.
Hypothetically.

HENRY: This bolt was sheared off
prior to the dish hitting Andy.

It's made of tungsten carbide.
It holds 29 tons.

Okay, so how does a radio
dish snap like a breadstick

and then crush Andy?

Well, it doesn't do
either. I mean...

Here, look.

(LAUGHING)

Someone's been
working out.

This is beryllium composite,
very lightweight.

I mean, something must have
ripped it off the tower,

and slammed it
onto the ground.

What? Like wind?
No.

We're talking
about tremendous force.

I mean, equal to
100 class-5 tornadoes.

Well, it's got to be the same thing
that knocked down those trees.

Let me know if you find
out anything else.

Sure. Can't stay away
from a good case, huh?

I'm just
naturally curious.

So, if a tree falls
in the, urn...

Got to go.

Hi. So, what are
you doing here?

Thought you said this didn't have
anything to do with your research.

I said I can't talk to
you, and I still can't.

But you want to.

I mean, you want to tell your
side of the story, right?

Explain why
your stuffs here?

I'm sorry, but you're not
the sheriff, anymore.

Right. I am, and I'm very
interested to know why you're here.

You're okay?
Oh, 110%.

The guy with the glasses...
Fargo.

Diego. He fixed me all up, except for a
little hiccup in the names database.

Now, are you willing to
cooperate, Dr. Leotardo?

Nardo. Leonardo.

Thank you, Steve.
Jack.

Dr. Zhivago?

Why are you here?

Growing trees.

I just... I needed more
space for my experiments.

This is public land. You do
realize that it's illegal

to do research on public
land, don't you, Doctor?

Yes, but I'm doing this
for the public.

I grew this entire grove
in nine hours.

Do you know what lightweight,
hygroscopic hardwood

could do
for the world?

Yeah!

No.

It could reforest entire
continents, end global warming.

Until they all come
crashing down.

Yeah, but
they shouldn't.

That's what I'm saying. I don't
know why the trees fell.

My trees could stand up
to a hurricane.

She's right, Dave. Hygroscopic
hardwood is incredibly tough.

Yeah.

It'd take, uh,
100 class-5 tornadoes.

Mmm! Vincent, do you
have any Fig Newtons?

Absolutely.
Corning right up.

Hey! Henry, what
did you find out?

Uh, no evidence of any
force from the outside

on the trees or on
the antennae dishes,

no molecular breaks,
no zero-energy scorching.

So, we have no idea what
blew them down? No.

Well, whatever knocked them
down hit them really hard.

Those trees hit the ground
like a ton of

trees.

(CHUCKLES)
I was there.

Here's your Fig Newtons. (GASPS)
Thank you very, very much.

You are very welcome.

Weren't you off cookies? Something
about, uh, 10 pounds a day?

Maybe the scale was off. I don't know.
I'm 10 pounds lighter

than I was yesterday.

Henry, what if the trees
could get fatter, like Lexi?

Whoa. Jack.

No, I mean, what if they weren't blown down?
What if they fell

because they got heavy?

Well, they didn't
get fat, Jack.

I mean, I weighed
everything myself.

Yeah, now, but, I mean, what if
they just got heavy when they fell?

If an extremely
lightweight object...

Yeah, like a genetically
re-jiggered tree.

...experiences an
increase in weight,

the sudden change in stress could
cause catastrophic failure.

And it would
fall down.

But terrestrial weight
doesn't change.

Gravity, for all intents and
purposes, is a constant.

Is it possible?
Is it Eureka possible?

(STAMMERING)

(SIGHING)

I suppose so, yeah.

Andy!

Hey.
What's up?

I think what we've been experiencing
is random acts of gravity.

I'm still a little foggy,
but that sounds nuts.

Yes, it is, but it does explain
the antenna and the trees.

Now, what we have to do is
track down any other incidents

and find out what's causing
this before someone gets hurt.

All right. I'll look into it, but I can
only go where the evidence takes me.

Great! Thanks.

Anything for you, Bob!

I'm okay.

CARTER: Wait!
Sorry I'm late.

I didn't even know
G.D. had a warehouse.

So, how's Andy?

Uh, Fargo's working on him. So,
uh, Henry, why did you call us?

Just a few
minutes more.

I'm tracking something here,
and you need to see it.

So, uh, first the radar dish,
and now his car gets stomped.

Andy's had
some bad luck.

Yeah, I think it might
be more than bad luck.

All right, who remembers
their M-theory physics?

I'll let you
take this one.

Gravity is made up
of massless particles

which are distributed equally
across the gravitational field.

Correct, but my CMS scans
indicate that right now

those gravitons
are actually coalescing.

Wait. Are you talking
about gravity wells?

What's a
gravity well?

It is an area
of intense supergravity

caused by the momentary
concentration of gravitons.

And they don't exist.

Okay, you know what?
Stand back and watch.

(SHATTERING)

CARTER: Whoa! Now, that's
just for a moment,

before the gravitons
dissipate,

and my scans indicate
that these gravity wells

are starting to form
all over Eureka.

Well, gravity wells
are one thing,

but I just think that someone is
intentionally targeting Sheriff Andy.

(SPEAKING DUTCH)

"Do you really think
that I was murdered?"

It's Dutch. Fargo's still
repairing his speech circuits.

You speak Dutch?

Carter, you said murder?

Right! Yes! Urn, so we got these gravity
wells popping up all over town.

There have been reports
of sinkholes,

downed power lines,
fallen fences...

Well, maybe we should start
thinking about evacuation.

Maybe not. No one has
been injured except Andy,

and he's been
flattened twice.

I think someone
is targeting him.

Well, you know what
Mansfield would say.

He would say, "Of course,
you want it to be murder,

"because then you'd
have to investigate it."

Oh, I got a great job. I got a nice office.
I got, uh, normal gravity.

(SPEAKING DUTCH)

"I just came to town. Why would
someone want to murder me?"

Well, I would. I mean,
if I wanted my job back.

Me, too.

I wouldn't mind
seeing you dead.

No offense.

(SPEAKS DUTCH)

ALLISON: "None taken."
Yeah.

All right, so what would it take for
someone to steer a gravity well?

Well, you'd have to
calibrate a tensor field

specifically to
repulse gravitons,

which no one has ever done,
not even come close.

Well, they might be
closer than you think.

CARTER: See, a baby aquarium
is just a bad idea.

HENRY: Dr. Fielding,
the gravity disturbances

that have been occurring
in and around Eureka

are caused by
a compact tensor field.

Exactly the kind of field created
in your birthing chamber.

Interesting.
Interesting?

I know you only intended to
create a small, contained field,

but you've stumbled on a way
to actually control gravitons,

to manipulate
the gravitational field.

Dr. Fielding, it is an incredible
breakthrough, astonishing,

but it is
out of control.

Well, my apologies.

I suppose, if being an accidental
genius is a crime, then, guilty.

I'm sorry
if I caused any problems.

You crushed
Sheriff Andy!

What are you
talking about?

Your gravity wells,
they crushed him.

(SPEAKS DUTCH)

Twice! And I don't think
it was an accident.

Oh, that's insane. I had no
idea what my field was doing,

and if I wanted to crush a
sheriff, it wouldn't be him.

You know what? We need to
stop the gravity wells

before the whole town
is crushed.

Look, Henry, I need you to put a team
together at G.D., our best people.

I don't care what projects they're working on.
This is their only priority.

Great. Thanks. Carter, bring
the good doctor back to G.D.

Done.
I have a lab to tend to.

Well, your lab will
have to tend to itself.

However unintentional, your tensor
field is responsible for this problem,

and right now, you're our
best option for a solution.

Right. I'll stay here, we'll start
untangling the issues immediately.

"We" Who?

And I'll surely let you know as
soon as I make any progress.

You'll have all our
resources behind you,

including sole use of the
Graviscalar Particle Accelerator.

The GPA?

Let me gather my notes.

ANNOUNCER: (ON PA) Sixty seconds
until accelerator ignition.

FIELDING: All right, we
stabilize the gravity fields

and we stabilize
the town.

You, uh, set
the spin for two

and the electrical charge for zero.
And?

Mean lifetime?
Stable.

Setting for stable.

The particle beam should fix
the gravity disturbances.

It's dicey. If his
settings are inaccurate...

Well, he's the only person
in the world

who has successfully
manipulated gravity.

Accidentally! He's the closest
thing we have to an expert.

ANNOUNCER: Ten seconds
until accelerator ignition.

Take your
positions.

ANNOUNCER: Ignition.

Passing
one teravolt.

Six teravolts.

We're getting
graviton flow-back.

It's tearing
the fields apart.

(PEOPLE EXCLAIMING)

Field is destabilizing.

It'll be fine.

We need a vector
for neutrinos.

Dr. Fielding, we need to
shut this down right now!

(ALARM BLARING)
(STAMMERING)

Move!

(MACHINERY POWERING DOWN)

Emergency shutdown
engaged.

The particle beams
are stabilized.

Do you know what happens when you
stop an accelerator in mid-cycle?

Jo says we got reports of
dozens of buildings collapsing.

It's gonna take
10 months to repair.

We have gravity wells
developing all over town.

The particle beam further
destabilized the gravitational field.

What? He
made it worse?

Yes.

I'm so sorry.

Sorry will not help
solve the problem.

We need to analyze your
initial tensor field design.

Now, what were
your LEP positions?

Dr. Fielding,
it's a basic question.

Right.

He doesn't know
the basics.

What? Of course he does. He built the
tensor field that started this problem.

Not on his own,
he didn't.

I'm betting he doesn't even
understand his own machine.

So, what? You're taking
credit, but you had help?

I'm guessing from somebody who'd
want to hurt the new sheriff?

No!

Marguerite would never
harm anyone.

Marguerite?
Someone at G.D.?

Dr. Marguerite
Von Dieter.

She's a researcher at the University of Bonn.
Brilliant woman.

We never actually met. See, we found
each other in an academic chat room.

My research was
going nowhere.

She steered me
in the right direction.

Just seeing her name in my inbox
would make my heart pound.

Oh, please.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Is that possible? They could work
together without ever meeting?

Well, it's common.
You never know

where you're gonna find another
specialist in your field,

but what possible reason could this
woman have to get rid of Andy?

Oh, I called the university
authorities in Germany.

I used your phone, because Eureka's
not paying for my calls anymore,

and they've never even heard
of Marguerite Von Dieter.

Oh, Andy. I thought you were
supposed to be with Fargo

getting your
memory circuit checked.

(SPEAKING DUTCH)

I had him check Fielding's email first.
What did you find?

(SPEAKING DUTCH)

Well, you're not
gonna like it.

Good luck at getting her
to admit it.

I'm supposed to be
happy about this?

I mean, he gets this great
new job, and what do I get?

The shaft.

SARAH: I'm sure your father considered your
best interests when making his decision.

Sure he didn't.

All human decisions
are subject to reversal.

At this time,
I estimate a 27% chance

that your family
will remain in Eureka.

Hello, Sheriff Carter.

Zoe, we need to talk.

Yeah, whatever.

Look, I know that you're upset
about having to leave Eureka

but this has gone
way too far.

What has?

I know about the emails
you sent Dr. Fielding.

What emails?
We traced them.

You sent them from here,

and I know about the online
research you did on gravity.

Okay, I don't do gravity research
online. I shop.

This is serious.

We know that you tried
to kill Sheriff Andy.

What are you
talking about?

Zoe, it's over.

Dad!
SARAH: Wait!

SARAH, mind your own business.
This has to do with Zoe and me.

No, Sheriff Carter,
I'm afraid it doesn't.

I'm deeply involved. I'm responsible
for everything that happened.

It was me.

Okay. What is
going on?

Thank you.

I thought so.

SARAH is
Marguerite Von Dieter.

Isn't that right,
SARAH?

Ja. Okay. You're both insane.

And who is
Marguerite Von Dieter?

(PEOPLE CLAMORING)

(HORNS HONKING)

Uh, Carter. Yeah.

There's a tiny bit of trouble with
the traffic light on Main Street.

CARTER: Well,
what's wrong?

Now, it's kind of
"in" Main Street.

All right, we're working
as fast as we can. Thanks.

Yeah.

So, you knew I didn't do it. You just
used me to get SARAH to confess.

Pretty much.

Very devious. I'm totally impressed.
Thank you.

SARAH: Dr. Fielding's tensor
field was quite primitive.

He was unable
to see the potential.

But you did.

I was able to expand
on his breakthrough

by cross-referencing
the Global Dynamics mainframe

with a number of recently
developed theoretical models.

Which you then used
to squish Sheriff Andy.

I apologize. I let my artificial
emotions get the best of me.

She was desperate. She didn't
want us to leave her here alone.

Here. Fargo sent
the new scan results.

Well, that doesn't
look good.

Yeah, the gravitational wells are coming
together into a single massive event.

If that happens, they will suck
in any matter that comes close.

What? Like a black hole?
HENRY: Mmm-hmm.

SARAH, what
did you do?

We got to move this someplace
where there's no people.

I no longer have
graviton guidance.

Dr. Fielding's misguided
attempt at a solution

made the problem grow
far beyond my control.

All right, then,
it's evacuation.

No, I'm afraid that if these wells
come together into a singularity,

then evacuation won't help. The
entire West Coast will be in danger.

All right, well, how about another shot
from your, urn, accelerator thingy?

The field is too strong. It's like
shooting a bullet at a asteroid.

All right, well, if a bullet
won't work, how about a bomb?

That is an
interesting metaphor.

A graviton pulse explosion could
return gravity to normal.

Fielding's birthing chamber.

Well, you know, if you
overloaded the tensor field,

it could make
a wicked gravity bomb.

It would require a substantial
external power source.

All right, you and I
get some batteries,

we go to Fielding's lab,
problem solved.

Uh, except
the scan indicates

that the singularities are forming
on top of Fielding's lab.

That's where the gravitational
disruption began.

The gravity fluctuations
will be very intense.

How intense?

Birds will be hitting the
ground like cannonballs.

What we need
is, um,

someone more durable.

I just got him
speaking English again,

and now you want to throw him
into a giant trash compactor?

He needs to connect the power
supply, then detonate the chamber.

It's gonna be dangerous, Andy.
I won't lie to you.

This is the perfect testing scenario
for our technology. Get him ready.

No.

I can't go.
Excuse me?

Andy, we need you
to do this.

For God's sake, he's a machine.
He can't refuse.

According to
the town charter,

the sheriff is to protect
the citizenry of Eureka

while avoiding unreasonable
personal danger.

In this case, my odds of
survival would be around 7%.

I got to say no.
I'm really sorry.

This is an order.
I'm really sorry.

Well, we have to do something.
Fargo, what about a drone?

Well, we'd have to rig it to compensate for
the change in the gravitational field,

but that would take
about 12 hours.

MANSFIELD: We don't have 12 hours.
I'll go.

What? No, Carter, Andy is
right, not with the odds at 7%.

Well, around here,
that's pretty good.

I've not-wired Fielding's
tensor generator to the engine.

The repulsive field should give you some
protection against the supergravity.

All right. What happens when I get out of the car?
You're on your own.

(GROANS)
(CHUCKLES)

That's the power supply.

All right, so attach it to the
chamber, set the timer...

Then run.

Forgot that part.

You tracking
the gravitational field?

Yes, ma'am.

Fargo has temporarily replaced my
night vision with magnetic sensors.

If he doesn't stop the singularity,
we'll have to evacuate.

Dr. Blake, why is he doing this?
It's not his job.

(SNICKERS) It's Who he is.

HENRY: Jack, you should be reaching
the edge of the gravity disturbance.

Urn, nothing yet.

(MONITORS BEEPING)

Wait.

(THUDDING)

Holy crap!
HENRY: What?

Uh, pinecones.
They sound like anvils.

They probably
weigh as much.

Jack, just drive.
You don't have much time.

I'm at the barn.
It's pretty bad in here.

Trust me.
It's gonna get worse.

(GRUNTS) My legs feel
like they're 200 pounds.

They probably are. Jack, you're
near the edge of a gravity well.

There's no way to predict
where they'll be.

They're forming and dissipating
all over the laboratory.

Just hook in
that power supply.

Got it.

Here goes nothing.

(GRUNTING)

Uh, little problem, here.

Carter?

Are you sure the battery
supply is gone? Yeah.

Well, we have to find
another source of power.

Little wrinkle,
I can't move.

Well, you're caught
near a gravity well.

Just see if you can slide a few
inches in the right direction,

and you might be free.

All right.

Yeah, there's no sliding.

Hey, there! Need a hand?

Thought you didn't
like the odds.

Well, I re-ran the analysis.

It seems the odds are always a
little better when you're around.

Oh, yeah,
I'm full of luck.

Careful! It's okay. Fargo
replaced my sensor.

I can read the gravity fields
as they're forming.

(GRUNTS)

Where's the
power supply?

What about that? That's not
gonna be enough power.

It might be.

No, we need 10 times
household current.

I've always given Fielding these citations
for tapping too much power from the grid.

It might be.

All right. Let's
check it out. You follow me.

(GRUNTS)

You were right. This is way over household current!
This is definitely a citation!

But it is not enough.

All right, we got to
boost it with something.

Yeah, me.

Won't that fry you?
(DISMISSIVELY) No!

Well, yeah, maybe, but
running the power from me

could be just enough
to overload the field.

It sure ain't gonna be fun, but we
don't have a lot of choices right now.

Or time.

All right, we only have a millisecond
or two before this thing overloads,

so you need to activate the
field at the exact same moment.

Ready?
One, two, three.

(CARTER SCREAMS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Carter?

(GROANING)

Carter.

Carter!

Hey, Sheriff.
You with me?

Andy?

(CIRCUITS WHIRRING)

Ouch!

I don't like this job.

We're here.
We're okay.

All right.

(MUSCLES WHIRRING)

(WHIRRING)

I don't want
to go to this.

You kind of have to.
It's your party.

You know,
you could stay here.

Right.

No, I'm serious,
and I'm okay with it.

I think that
you are old enough,

and I think that
this town is your home.

(SCOFFS) No, it's not.
You are.

Okay.

Okay. You can't keep a pregnant
woman inside with a cake this long.

He's being
a party pooper.

Well, it's just weird.

I mean, you get fired, and
then all anyone wants to do

is tell you how much
they're gonna miss you.

A lot. I'm gonna
miss you a lot.

Hey! Did we miss the big entrance?
No, I'm stalling.

Well,good, because I
have a present for you.

Did you know that in Eureka,
the Department of Defense

has the authority to fire any local
peace officer, including the sheriff?

Thanks.
Yeah, I did.

But only with
the approval of the mayor.

Written approval.

Is that true, Henry?

Uh, that would be
"Mayor Deacon."

Wait, so does my dad
have his job back?

No! He never lost it
in the first place.

Ha! See? I told you you
weren't going anywhere.

Hold... Where
is this written?

Town charter.

Henry, the town charter
is 174 volumes.

Well, you see, I had a
little help from my friend.

He had it all
in his hard drive.

CARTER: Huh. So I think
it's time for a party.

Sounds good to me.
Yeah.

(STAMMERING) I'm gonna
meet you guys inside.

Mmm-hmm.

You Okay?

All patched up.

Henry just told me
what you did, so thank you.

You're welcome.

You know,
Eureka owes you one.

You did a good job.
You're a good sheriff.

With some
severe limitations.

An honest assessment of myself
leads me to the conclusion

that I'm just
not built for this job.

Aren't you, actually?

(LAUGHS)

Well, not like you.

Everyone has
a choice, right?

Well, I think
I choose something else.

Are you sure?

It's a smart move.

Odds are better
with you around.

Uh, do you want
to come to the party?

I think I need to spend a little time
in my box, you know, sort things out.

Sure.

It was real nice working
with you, Sheriff.

Thanks, Andy.

MAN: Here he comes!

(PEOPLE CLAPPING)

HENRY: Hey, thanks for
coming to the party.

MAN: Thank you, Henry.

What's this?
Mmm.

Privileges of pregnancy.

Uh-huh.

So, thank you
for keeping him around.

Oh, you're welcome.

Besides, I think you're gonna need
all the help that you can get.

We've been having trouble with
our Nav-Sat antenna array.

Yeah, some kind
of interference.

We couldn't pin it down before
the array was destroyed.

Yeah, I ran the output. It wasn't interference.
It was a radio signal.

Man-made?
No.

I mean, we don't have
anything out that far.

Henry, what are you saying?

I'm saying that there's
something out there,

and it's heading
straight for us.

Straight for Eureka.

Morning, Sheriff.
Good morning.

Deputy Lupo.
Sheriff Carter.

Hey, I'm just staying because
I hate job interviews.

"What would you consider
your greatest weakness?"

What kind of dumb-ass
question is that, seriously?

It's gonna happen
for you, Jo. It will.

I really don't care.

Yeah, you do, and you're
gonna be a great sheriff.

Damn skippy, I will.

"Damn skippy"?

(BOTH LAUGHING)