All language subtitles for Eureka (2006) - S01E01 - Pilot (1080p BluRay x265 Panda)

Walter?

Walter, sweetie.

Come to bed,
it's after midnight.

Again.

Walter!

WALTER: Be right there.

Honey.

Five more minutes.

You need your sleep.
You know how you get.

Another five minutes.

Well, I'll be asleep.

And don't even think of trying
anything when you get up here.

That ship has sailed.

(Beeping)

(Beeping)

That works, right?

Bingo.

(Beeping)

(Whirring)

Susan? Susan, it works!

(Beeping)

Oh, no.

(Thunder clapping)

I told you we should have
made a left back there.

Don't make me use pepper spray.

Are all cops this angry?

This isn't angry.

I was angry at the truck stop

when you told the waitress
that I touched you funny.

We're way past angry.

Would it kill 'em to post
a road sign once in a while?

Will you remind me again why
we're not on a plane right now?

Oh, that's right. The big,
bad marshal's afraid to fly.

You don't wanna
push me right now.

Look, I'm just saying that if we
would've made a left back there...

Don't say anything.

Fine.

It's just funny and all...
Seriously, I'll pay you.

I mean, you track me
across three states,

you find me in a city of,
like, half a million people

and then you get us lost
on the way back.

I mean, you gotta
appreciate the irony.

Or not.

We're not lost. We're just
taking the scenic route.

Yeah, well, the scene sucks.

(Thunder rumbling)

Whoa! Where did
that guy come from?

Hey, high beams, moron!

Was that...

I mean, did you just see...
What?

I'm really not in the mood.

We just passed
our car with us inside.

And I thought
I was sleep deprived.

I'm totally serious!

So am I, so just take a nap or
something so I can concentrate.

Listen. Dog.

No, you listen, homegirl.

No! Dog!

(Zoe screams)

(Zoe screaming)

(Groaning)

You okay?

You call this
protective custody?

You're okay.

Wait, where are you going?

To check the damage.

And what if you
don't make it back?

I'll be stuck in here like those guys in
the plane who had to eat each other.

You're right. I know!

Here. Here's some ketchup.

Start at your feet,
work your way up.

(Screams)

(Groans)

Karma's a bitch, huh?

For the last time,
there is no "other us."

I know what I saw!

What you think you saw.

Look, it was an honest-to-god
paranormal encounter.

You are an honest-to-god
paranormal encounter.

(Laughs) Does that sense
of humor come with the badge?

Civilization at last, huh?

By whose definition?

Come on.

Hey, kid!

Hey. Hey, you got a
sheriff here in town?

I'm not supposed
to talk to strangers.

Oh, give me a break.

You're absolutely right.

And under normal
circumstances, that's a great policy,

but as it happens,
I'm one of the good guys.

What grade are you in?

Eleventh. See that
guy picking up rocks?

Yeah?

Walk two blocks past him.

Turn left at the stand
of deciduous trees.

It'll be 60 meters
past the park.

Great.

"Deciduous"? It means they
shed their leaves once a year.

Thanks, Einstein, I knew that.

I'm an Oppenheimer.

The einsteins live on 4th.

Well, thanks!

What a freak.

Shut up.

(Door opening)

(Door bells jingling)

Watch it!

Can I help you?

Yeah, me and...

Is that coffee?

Excuse me?

Well, sorry, we've just been up
all night, and I could really use a fix.

Does this look like Starbucks?

Sorry, deputy...

Lupo.

Right. Maybe we got
off on the wrong foot.

I'm Jack Carter. I work for...
Gun!

(Groaning)

Move and you'll spend
the rest of your days

sucking meals through a straw!

I'm a us. Marshal! Right.

Check my coat pocket!

(Coughing)

Hmm. Imagine that.

(Groaning)

Should have said something.

(Coughing)

Before or after
you stood on my neck?

Where's Zoe?

What's a Zoe?
Did somebody lose this?

She says her name is Shania.

"Shania"?

What? He's a us. Marshal.

COBB: Really? We don't get
many of those here.

(Laughing) Of course, we don't
get many of anybody around here!

Bill Cobb, county sheriff.

Jack Carter.

I see that you've become
acquainted with my deputy.

Intimately.

Yeah.

Coffee?

Okay.

So what can we do
for you, marshal?

Well, I was transporting
this one to la

when we had
a little bit of an accident.

Is that right?

Are you all right?

Yeah, we ran into a...
Ourselves.

You ran into yourselves?
CARTER: Off the road.

We ran ourselves off the
road trying to avoid a dog.

Oh, yeah, he's a local hazard.

So how can I help you?
What can I do for you now?

Actually, I was hoping that
you could hang onto the kid

while I went and
dealt with the car.

Well, I don't see why not. Jo?

You cannot be serious!

(Exclaims)

You just gonna lock me up here?

Yeah.

Have you seen deliverance?

I'm guessing you guys
don't get AAA out here?

No, we have Henry.

Jo, give Henry a call. Have
him bring the tow truck around.

Let's get the marshal on his
way as quickly as possible.

Right.

(Phone ringing)

HENRY: Spencer!

I'm coming!

Spencer, can you grab that?

"Answer the phone, Spencer!"

"Close the window, Spencer!"

(Phone continues ringing)

There's no answer.

Hmm.

Here goes nothing.

Yeah.

Yeah.

(Laughing)

Yes, yes, yes!

"Refill the liquid nitrogen,
Spencer."

Henry!

(Laughing)

No! No!

(Explosion)

Now he'll answer.

Yeah!

Spencer! Spence! Hey, Spencer.

(Phone ringing)

You okay?

(Groaning)

You all right?

Hello? Jo: Henry, Lupo.

Bring the truck.

Yeah, Jo, yeah, sure.
Yeah, I'm on my way.

And what was that explosion?

What explosion?
I didn't hear anything.

(Laughing)

He says he didn't hear anything.

(Laughing)

He never does.

We'll get it off the ground next
time, you'll see. Hey, hey, Walter!

HENRY: Susan! Morning, Henry!

Give it another go, did we?

Oh, almost, almost.
Almost got it this time.

Where are you all off to?

(Stuttering) We're just
getting away for the weekend.

You know, a little
quality time with the family.

We'll be back, though.

Okay, then.

Hey, hey, Brian!
Come on, give me some.

All right! You know what, man?

I don't know
who's growing faster,

you or that pup.

Who wants treats for the road?

I do!

Take care, Henry.

Yeah, you, too.

SPENCER: Nice.

You said treats.
Am I being punished?

Not yet, now scoot.

Walter?

Walter? Huh?

Everything okay?

(Stuttering) Oh, yeah.
Sure, I...

I've just been working too hard.

It always puts
Susan a little on edge.

You know, you're not alone.
Lots of families go through this.

Maybe you should
talk with Beverly... no.

Thank you, but
everything's under control.

We'll see you.

BRIAN: Come on, boy.

SUSAN: Just wait
in the motor home, honey.

Nice.

Henry knows something's wrong.

Well, maybe we should
just reconsider,

tell them what happened.
I'm sure they'll understand.

No, it's too late for that.

But you said yourself, we will never
have another opportunity like this.

I know.

But you gotta trust me, Susan.

This isn't just about us.

Not anymore.

Act normal.

I am acting normal.

Then go shopping.

Go shopping. Buy something.

(Dog barking)

Wow, cool!

(Snarling)

(Dog barking)

Okay, kiddo, where to first?

Museum of theoretical physics
or that new super collider in...

Oh, dear god. Oh, no. No.

Honey?

Bnan?

Brian!

Brian!

Brian!

Oh, no!

Brian!

Brian! Brian!

Oh, nice landing.

Thanks.

How'd you get out?

Carefully.

And right about
there should do it.

Let's take a look.

(Exclaims)

So, you're a us. Marshal?

Yup.

Must be exciting work.

Not at the moment.

I just was never completely
clear as to what you fellows do.

It varies.
Protect federal witnesses,

bring back escaped felons,
transport prisoners.

So that little girl,
she'd be a...

How long you been
in the tow business?

I don't do this for a living,
I do this forfun.

I just always
liked fixing things.

I was an engineer
back in the day.

As in trains?

Space shuttles.

So, I can fix it. It's just
gonna take me a few days.

No, no, no, I gotta be
back in la tomorrow.

Bright side, it'll give you
some time to take in the sights.

Perfect.

COBB: Are you sure
you counted right?

Okay, I'll be right over.

That was ned carver.

He claims aliens abducted
some of his cattle again, so...

Tell him to call me when they
move on to anal probes.

Wait, that didn't
come out right.

Happening little
burg you have here.

Yeah, well, we have our days.

Hey, gi Josefina.

What's with all the firepower?
Hot date?

That's one.

What, like that's supposed
to scare me or something?

That's two.

(Phone ringing)

Lupo.
COBB: She must like you.

I've never seen her get
as high as two before.

What? When?

Oh, okay.

(Alarm buzzing)

Just keep everybody there,
we're on our way.

Whoa, what?

There's a situation
at Henry's station.

How bad? It's Henry's station.

I got your gun.

No guns.

Susan.

It's a small one.
COBB: No.

We're gonna find him, okay?
You two need each other now.

You just stay with each other.

All right, what I would like to do
is organize you into three groups.

Everyone see the tree line?

JO: You guys see the tree
line? It's right over there.

What we're gonna do is we're
gonna sweep towards the tree line.

Okay, thank you!
Let's go, people!

Here comes the cavalry.

Great, that's all I need.

Hey, sheriff, what's going on?

There's a boy missing.

Is he lost or was he kidnapped?

We don't know.
We don't know at this point.

Okay, call highway patrol.

What you're gonna want are roadblocks
on all the major arteries, and...

Hold that.

And put search and rescue
guys to comb the...

Yourjacket's on the ground.

We've all seen
the fugitive, marshal.

How about you let us
take care of this?

I don't wanna step
on any toes, sir,

but I do have a lot of
experience at this kind of thing.

Trust me, you don't. Henry?

Yeah, one minute.

Okay.

Wow.

Huh.

Looking for something?

You know you're disturbing
an active crime scene?

Well, actually, I'm investigating
an active crime scene.

Jack Carter, u. S. Marshal.

Allison Blake,
department of defense.

Hmm.

I didn't see that coming.

Well, now that we're done with
the introductions, Mr. Carter...

Well, actually,
it's marshal Carter,

but you can call me Jack.

Hey, I don't like
to repeat myself.

Yet something tells
me you're going to.

Wow, you see,

I've seen some strange stuff.

This is why the dod. Is out
here in the middle of nowhere?

I'm not at Liberty to say.

Come on, miss Blake,
we're on the same team.

That's agent Blake, marshal, and
we're not even in the same league.

This is way out of
yourjurisdiction.

Actually, I'm a us. Marshal,

so technically, the united
states is myjurisdiction.

Careful, though, wouldn't want
you disturbing an active crime scene.

Look...

Brian.

The missing boy?

Yeah.

Hey.

It's okay.

What are you doing?

Relax, it's not blood.

Then what?

Chocolate.

Hershey's big block
with almonds.

How could you
possibly know that?

Believe it or not,
I have done this before.

But there's one small detail
I usually like to ascertain

before launching a full-scale
manhunt for a missing person.

And that would be?

That there is, in fact,
a person missing.

Hi, Brian.

Brian.

COBB: Brian?

Brian! Brian!

Were you hiding
in the rv the whole time?

Yes.

Everybody missed it.

COBB: Not everybody.

I guess he's
smarter than he looks.

I'm gonna let Jo handle it.

No, no, I'll handle him. I...

No, Jo. She's perfect. I need you to
stay focused on finding what caused this.

No, Jo! Jo! Sheriff.

Sheriff, please.

It looks like you really
stepped in it, marshal.

It wouldn't be the first time.

I suppose I should thank you.

How about you tell me
what's going on here instead?

Sorry, marshal, but...

Yeah. Yeah, I know,
you're not at Liberty to say.

Oh, hey, marshal? One, oh, I
don't know, maybe two days.

(Hissing)

Three days, Max.

You may be here a while.

I'm getting that impression.

Come on, I have
a place you can stay.

Really? I'll drive.

Yeah, no,
you can turn around. Yeah.

Taggart, go home.
We found Brian.

TAGGART: Sheriff? Yeah?

That's not all we found.

Better come take a look.

It's supposed to be my day off.

Yeah, well, I owe you one.

Yes, you do. Hey, Taggart.

Watch your step.

So what do we got?

I was hoping you could tell me.

Careful. Poison Ivy.

It's over here.

Oh, my god.

Looks like the boy's dog
in the back of the rv.

And this is just the beginning.

Well, this is it.

What?

Nothing.

(Laughing)

You didn't think that I
was taking you to my place.

Because I'll tell you right
now, this isn't Madison county,

and you're definitely
not Clint Eastwood.

Well, yeah!

He's twice my age.

You can get out now. Yeah.

You know, agent Blake, just
because you've dropped the subject,

doesn't mean that I have.

Marshal, whatever you think is
going on with us, trust me, it's not.

I was talking about the rv.

I knew that.

(Engine starting)

Hello?

Hello?

Anybody here?

(Helicopter whirring)

You must be the marshal.

That was fast.

Small town, big mouths.

I'm Beverly barlowe.

Jack Carter.

The helicopter there,
was that...

Sorry, some of my clients
require a certain level of discretion.

Clients?

Guests. Yes.

Well, you look exhausted.

Let's get you settled in.

Thank you.

Here we go, nice and cozy.

Will your wife be joining you?

My wife?

Oh, not likely.

We're separated.

Was it the sex?

Excuse me?

Well, it's a common problem
in long-term relationships.

People get bored, they
want to experiment sexually,

and they don't know
how to express their needs.

Well, not that sharing my
sex life with a total stranger

doesn't sound like loads of fun,

at the moment, my needs
are a nap and a shower.

You're the guest.

Pleasant dreams, Jack Carter.

WARREN: Is that nanuk,
their dog?

Okay, what do you got?

Inventory confirms it. One of the
sentex chips is definitely missing.

From section five? That's not possible,
the security cameras would have...

Not if they were disabled.

Some kind of electromagnetic
disruption corrupted the entire system.

Whoever did this
knew what they were doing.

Okay, well, who has
access to that area?

Besides yourself?
Yeah, besides myself, Fargo.

Only people with
s-five clearance.

Not that I meant...

Okay, look, I want you to make a list.
I want this handled quickly and quietly.

Shouldn't we tell someone?

What if it falls
into the wrong hands?

What if this wasn't an
accident? Just handle it.

Handle what, Mr. King?

The audit.

We should get started
right away.

If a project at the facility
was responsible...

Well, how long is
that gonna take?

A few days, maybe a week.

That's too long.

Well, you have
a better idea, sheriff?

Yes, I do. We cease all operations
until we figure this thing out.

No, not with the appropriations
committee breathing down my neck.

It's review time,
careers are on the line.

Whose career are
you worried about?

Careful, sheriff,

you're not the only one
with influence around here.

I don't want this getting
out of hand. Oh, no, it won't.

Not as long as everyone
stays calm, does their job.

If something at the facility
is responsible for this,

I need everyone where they
belong, working to isolate the problem.

Don't walk away from...
Yeah, you got 24 hours.

Oh, crap!

Where are my clothes?

Miss barlowe?

Miss barlowe?

Miss barlowe!

Doing a little undercover work?

Someone took my clothes.

Oh, they were a little ripe.
I hope you don't mind.

Oh, sorry. Thanks.

Excuse me. Oh, sure.

Henry called
while you were sleeping.

Yeah?

Yeah, he said it's gonna
take longer than he thought.

Something about
sending out for parts.

Oh, yeah.

Well...

I need to know where
I can get a car in town.

You can take mine.

But just be sure
to have it back before dark.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Have a great day. Thanks.

(Sighs)

A solar car?

"Before dark." Got it.

(Beeps)

(Beeps)

Pretty impressive, Jo.

It's deputy Lupo.

Where'd you learn
to do that, anyway?

Us. Army. Special forces.

Well, that explains some things.

What things?

Nothing. None of my business.

You got something
to say, say it.

Okay. It's just
the whole tough girl image.

I mean, it's fine and everything, but
some guys might find it intimidating.

Oh, unless of course you're
into chicks, then that's fine, too.

Stop talking.

(Grunts)

CARTER: What the hell?

KEVIN: Archimedes.

Excuse me?

Greek mathematician.
Discovered hydrostatics.

"Eureka!" get it?

Not really. No.

When's your birthday?

May 13th, 1969. Why?

Five, 13, '69.

You're a Tuesday.

I'm 11, 18, '97.

That's a Tuesday, too.

Good to know.

(Door bells jingling)

Morning.

You are in big trouble!

Just wait until the judge hears that
you kept a minor locked up all night.

Yeah, here. File a complaint.

Deputy, where's the sheriff?

Can't you see I'm busy?

Honestly?

You wanna know
where the sheriff is?

He's out on police business.

Which is where I should be, instead
of babysitting felon spice here.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna
stop doing your job and start doing mine.

Something I said?

No, I guess you just have
that effect on women.

Oh, what is that
supposed to mean?

Forget it.

No, really.

I would love to get
some sage advice

from a teenager caught
impersonating a flight attendant.

Oh, please.
How hard is it to do this?

Seriously,
you can't keep doing this.

You can't keep running away
from your mother.

Why not? You did.

Zoe.

No, your mom and I, we tried.

It's just, some people
just don't work.

"Don't work"?

Dad, all you do is work.

Zoe, that's...

Do you need anything?

Not from you.

Okay.

(Door closing)

Stellar job. Father of the year.

(Dog barks)

Mother!

(Exclaims)

Find a crosswalk!

(Dog barking)

All right, let's see what
you people are hiding.

(Dog barking)

(Sizzles)

Okay, this is the
creepiest thing I've...

(Groaning)

This is not good.

(Groaning)

Morning, sunshine!

Where am I? What's going on?

Afraid I can't say, mate.

Well, where are you taking me?

Can't say that either.

Look, whoever you are...

Call me Taggart.

Taggan.

Not sure if you realize this,

but you've just assaulted and
kidnapped a federal marshal.

Yeah, sorry about that.
Just doing my job.

Your job?

What kind ofjob?
Oh, "can't say."

(Crashing)

(Carter screaming)

What is wrong with you?

Lowjack.

Whoa, whoa...

TAGGART: I got you this time.

Hang on, you're a dogcatcher?

Biological
containment specialist.

(Gun fires)

(Dog barking)

Are you insane?
You sneaky little bastard.

You just shot that guy!

With a non-addictive
phenothiazine derivative.

Perfectly harmless.

It's just a dog,
for crying out loud.

Now you listen to me, friend.

I've tracked polar bear
across the arctic tundra,

dived with great whites
off the barrier reef,

hunted with the prides
of the serengeti,

but none of it even begins to compare
with what that animal's put me through.

It's not just a dog, marshal.

It's the devil himself.

Oh, yeah, he's stable.

(Grunting)

(Creaking)

You gotta be kidding me!

(Grunting)

No, he's totally wrong for you.

You think? Yeah.

Oh!

"Confident law enforcement
professional seeks same." Hello?

I don't know if you noticed,

but Johnny laws tend to be
self-centered control freaks.

Where's Cobb? I wanna know
what's going on, I wanna know now!

See what I mean?
Is there a problem, marshal?

I don't know. You tell me.

I mean, one minute I'm driving my
delinquent daughter back to Los Angeles,

and the next I'm in the middle
of the freaking twilight zone!

Why don't you just calm down?

No, don't tell me to calm down!

I've had it with you people, and
I've had it with your crazy town!

Now you start talking, or I'll have
50 marshals down here by nightfall.

(Door bells jingling)

I'm afraid I can't allow that.

Really?

And just how do you plan
on stopping me?

(Bones cracking)

Hey, lowjack.

If you're hungry, there's
plenty of leftovers in the fridge.

Pudding, you got some cheese,
you got some Sauerkraut,

but don't touch my sandwich!

Don't touch it.
That's my sandwich.

Go ahead.

(Phone ringing)

Hi, Allison. We have a
problem with the marshal.

(Barks)

We should talk. I'm on my way.

Something's happening.
What's happening?

I don't know. It's not
good. Sheriff! Sheriff!

It's really not good.

Oh, no, no, no! No!

Son of a bitch! No! Stop!

No! Help! Help!

Help!

Sheriff?

Sheriff? Oh, my god.

Sheriff?

(Groaning)

He's got experience. So what?

The way I see it, we have two options.
We can get rid of him, or use him.

I know my preference.

He wrecked my cage.
He found the kid.

We would have
found him eventually.

Smashed it to pieces.

Without Cobb, we are gonna...
He'll pull through. He has to.

Built that cage with my own
two hands. You'll build a new one.

Yeah, but not as good.

Jo, the guy's obviously
good at what he does.

And right now, we need
every resource at our disposal.

I still think it's a bad idea.

Marshal, come on,
let's go for a ride.

So, back there, when
you said, "get rid of him,"

was that like,

you know, "buy him a bus ticket,
get rid of him," like, you know...

First things first.

Standard
non-disclosure agreement.

It says that you will be charged with
treason if you tell anyone what you see here.

A lot of people would like to get their
hands on what I'm about to show you.

Sign it.

Where are you taking me,
area 51?

Please. They wish
they had our security.

Slow down. What are you doing?

(Laughing)

Ma'am.

(Beeping)

What in the...

You're all clear.

I think I'm blind.

Relax. That almost
never happens.

CARTER: Oh!

Oh, man, what did I just sign?

Welcome to Eureka.

It started during world war ii,

when Einstein realized that our future was
in the hands of scientists, not soldiers.

Wait, Einstein?
Like the Einstein?

He convinced president
Truman to create a haven

where the world's greatest
thinkers could live and work.

And since then, most of our
major scientific breakthroughs

have happened
right here in Eureka.

Hold on.

Put that on, please.

Whoa.

So where do you fit in,
in all this?

I mean, no offense, but you
don't strike me as the science type.

I'm the government liaison.

It's my job to make sure the
research being done here is...

Profitable.

I was gonna say productive, but building
a better tomorrow doesn't come cheap.

Guess that explains fort Knox.

Section five restricted
to military projects only.

Military? You mean weapons?

Couldn't say. You need
NSA clearance to enter.

Well, so much for building
a better tomorrow.

Life is full
of compromises, marshal.

The tradeoff is that Eureka
has the best of everything.

School, housing, health care.

I hope with an emphasis on
the latter, after what I've seen.

There are always risks.

You've had problems before.

Occasionally. Like?

Global warming.

I'd like you to meet
one of our top scientists.

(Grunting)

Simulation off!
Fargo, this is not level six!

Actually, that's level four.

You mastered that last week.

I could recalibrate the system
if it's too advanced for you.

WARREN: No. It's fine.

Did you need something?

Allison Blake's on her way up.

Sheriff Cobb was injured.

Really? Better put on
my sad face.

Hey, hey, hey! Easy, easy.

It's not a toy.

You could put
somebody's eye out.

There's also a visitor,
a us. Marshal.

In Eureka?

Maybe there's a dangerous
fugitive on the loose.

Wouldn't that be exciting?

Don't be ridiculous.

I know, what was I thinking?

But then again,

why else would he be here?

(Elevator door opening)

What's all this for?

Professor king is trying to
locate the point of origin.

Origin of what?

Everything. Life, the universe.

It all had to start somewhere.

Precisely where is
what I intend to find out.

Professor Warren king,
marshal Jack Carter.

Professor king is
a nobel laureate

and noted astrophysicist.

Wow, well, I'm captain
of my division softball team.

It sounded better in my head.

I see what you mean.

Allison,
how's the sheriff doing?

He's still in surgery.

But the marshal has agreed
to help us during his absence.

The marshal? Oh, how generous.

Well, you must find all
of this a bit shocking.

Well, I'm from la.
Nothing shocks me.

I see.

Well, almost nothing.

Well, perhaps we should
justjump right in.

Right.

WARREN: It's right this way.

We carbon-dated the trees in
and around the event perimeter.

They range in age from 12
to 1,200 years old.

I take it that's not normal.

What about that sounds normal?

Rapid aging like that can only be
caused by some sort of quantum anomaly.

And then there's the temporal
bilocation of the rv...

I'm sorry, come again?

Temporal bilocation. Fargo!

Somehow, the back
half of the rv became

momentarily isolated
from the front.

It's caught
in a different time stream.

Where it ended up
was a direct result

of the earth rotating
beneath it during stasis.

How is that possible?

Well, it's a good question.
We're auditing all active projects,

but so far,
none of them seem related.

Including yours? Hold on!

That's all right, Allison,
marshal'sjust being thorough.

No, my research involves using

advanced pattern recognition
software to trace cosmological events.

So, unless you're
afraid of a little math...

And what about section five? Surely
you have more than math locked up in there.

Details concerning s-five
labs are all strictly classified,

but as far as I know, nothing
in there could have caused this.

As far as you know? No offense,
but isn't it your job to know?

Oh. Pushy.

We should get back to work.

Allison, keep me posted
on the sheriff's progress.

We're all pulling for him.

Well, that wasn't
at all awkward.

You want me to help,
this is me helping.

Just lay off of Warren, okay?
He's not one of your escaped felons.

"Warren," huh? Sounds like
someone has a crush on the teacher.

(Tires screeching)

Really gotta start
wearing my seat belt.

Are you questioning
my professionalism?

It was a joke, but I forgot the
dod. Doesn't have a sense of humor.

Well, maybe
you're just not funny.

Look, I'm still trying to
wrap my brain around all this.

I don't know squat
about quantum physics,

and to be perfectly honest, I'm not
sure whether I can help you or not!

But if you want me to try, then I'm
gonna have to do my job my way.

And for the record,
I'm all kinds of funny.

Can I have my gun?

Thank you.

Oh, son of a... stop the car.

Stop the car!

Don't wait for me.

What you reading?

Popular science.
It's all they have...

Crap. What are you
doing out of your cell?

I'm getting takeout
for me and Jo.

Turns out we have
a lot in common.

Like what?

Like fighting an oppressive patriarchal
society to express our feminine power.

(Vincent clearing throat)

Are you hungry? Vincent
can make anything you want.

They don't even have menus here.

Marshal, you name it, I got it.

Yeah, what the hell,
surprise me.

VINCENT: One chef's
special, coming up.

So, where have you
been all afternoon?

Yeah, about that.

We should talk.

Okay, please,
just give me the bad news.

What does that mean?

Well, the last time you wanted to
talk, you told me you were moving out.

No, no, and the time before that,
you said that grandma had died.

Do you see the pattern here?

No, it's nothing like that.

Okay, yeah,
it's something like that.

The sheriff got injured, and
we're gonna be here for a while.

What? Nothing.

Just go investigate something.

They need my help.

I can't walk away from that.

Since when?

That's one fugu-sashi,
one cheeseburger,

and a side order of salt-crusted
yarns and shaved white truffles to go.

Tell Jo if she wants to trip me up,
she'll have to do better than that.

Thanks, vin.

Well, I guess I'll see you
when I see you.

Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, Zoe, look,

why don't you come with me
to Beverly's? I'll get you a room.

Touched. Pass.

I'll be done as soon as I can.

You used to say
the same thing to mom.

I guess she finally
got tired of waiting.

Don't...

(Door closing)

So, marshal.

You're investigating
this thing, right?

I heard ned carver's cows got sliced
and diced just like Walter's motor home.

Yeah, maybe it'd be best
not to spread that around.

Trust me, around here,
it's business as usual.

In fact, we've got a pool going
on what's gonna get hit next.

Pot's up to about a grand
if you're interested.

Yeah, look, I'm gonna have to
take a rain check on what I ordered.

What do I owe you? On the house.

Of course, if you have the inside
scoop on where things might be headed...

Right now I'm more concerned
with where things started.

Can I borrow this?

Yeah.

(Knocking)

Hey, little man, is...

Archimedes, right?

ALLISON: Honey, who is it?

Five, 13, '69. Tuesday.

Okay, sweetie, go back inside.

Marshal? What's going on?

He's a nice kid. We chatted
in the park earlier today.

Are you trying to be funny?

My son has autism, he barely
speaks to the people that he knows.

I'm sorry, I didn't realize...

I'm sorry.

It's been a long day.

I think I have a lead.

But, as much
as I hate to admit it,

I'm gonna have to run it
by your professor friend.

WARREN: You called me here
to look at a map?

What are those?

CARTER: These are the rough
locations of every reported anomaly.

I'm well aware of Vincent's
tacky little pool, marshal.

Well, what are... we're gonna start
placing bets now, is that your idea?

No. Your pattern
recognition software traces

cosmic events to
the point of origin, correct?

What if the events
are a little more local?

ALLISON: Could that
actually work?

Yeah, in theory it could.

It'd take a major
recalculation, though.

Well, what's the matter, Warren,
are you afraid of a little math?

No, I'm not afraid
of a little math.

It can't hurt to try,
though, right?

It's a little simple, but,
okay, this'll take a little while.

May I drop you some place,
marshal?

No, I'll walk.
I could use the fresh air.

WARREN: Right.

See you, Archimedes.

Marshal?

Yeah?

Thanks.

Yeah.

Something wrong?

No, nothing.

Okay.

VINCENT: Just a second, I
just gotta take out the trash.

(Rattling)

Oh, no.

Look out! Go, go, go!

Let's go, let's go,
come on, let's go!

(People clamoring)

Come on, come on,
come on! Go, go, go!

Charlie! Drop
the damn rocks, let's go!

(Alarm blaring)

(Phone ringing)

I just got off an 18 hour flight from
Indonesia, so before you speak,

consider the impact this
call will have on your career

if it's not
of monumental importance.

CORPORAL: It's Eureka, sir.

We've got
a priority one situation.

Wake up the chairman of the
senate appropriations committee.

Gather everybody
in the sit room.

Tell them the topic of
discussion will be "I told you so."

Oh, man! The car.

(Hyperventilating)

Breathe, Walter.

Okay, now what happened?

I got myself
involved in something.

What do you mean? I...

The annual review
is coming up next month,

and I told you that I was
struggling to make my deadline.

Yes, I know it was causing
some tension with you and Susan.

They said they could help me.

Slow down. Who is "they"?

I don't know.
I've never seen them.

And they did help me.

But now
everything's falling apart.

(Creaking)

Who's that?

Marshal?

I saw a light on.
Hey, it's Walter, right?

How's the family doing?

Fine.

(Stuttering) And they're
probably waiting for me.

Walter, we will talk
tomorrow, okay?

Sure. Okay.

Everything okay?

Emergency session.

Normally, I try to keep
my evenings free,

but as you're discovering,
this town is anything but normal.

Like your little
bed-and-breakfast.

We all have our roles to play.

Now, I don't know about you,
but I could really use a drink.

Why don't you make
yourself comfortable?

So how's his son doing?

He'll be fine.
Kids are resilient.

It's the adults I worry about,
especially around here.

If I was stuck
in this cracker farm,

I'd probably need a shrink, too.

Who says you don't?

And I prefer "psychotherapist."

Well, maintaining relationships
is tough in your line of work.

It helps to have
someone to talk to.

Do what I do,
the job comes first.

I imagine your
wife might disagree.

She knew what she was
getting herself into.

Still, the time away,
the distance.

It must take
its toll on you, too.

Especially with
a child involved.

I tried a deskjob
when Zoe was born.

Change to make others happy, you
end up making yourself miserable.

That's exactly
what I told Abbey.

But she felt you were
choosing your job over them.

Yeah, and I told her
it's not that simple.

I mean, it's not just a job.

I stop bad people
from doing bad things.

Well, I'm sure that's a tremendous
comfort when you go home at night

alone.

So, you don't pull punches.

I've counseled some
prominent people, marshal.

Diplomats, dignitaries,
even a few presidents.

I knew that was him.

They don't pay me
to pull punches.

They want honesty.

Easy, marshal, it's us.

(Carter groans)

Where's Beverly? Is she okay?

Aside from a bruised ego.

I've never had a man
fall asleep on me before.

Well, it's time to wake up.

(Groaning)

What happened?
Things have gotten worse.

The diner.
We had our first fatality.

I was just there
with my daughter.

She's fine.

Okay.

And what about king? Any luck?

That's the good news. He
may have found a point of origin.

Where?

Come with me, I'll show you.

(Doorbell ringing)

So, you and Beverly barlowe.

We were just talking.

That why there's
lipstick on your collar?

I knew that.

Right.

Oh, thank god, I was just trying to
call you. Please, please. Come in.

What's wrong?

It's Walter.

He's just... he hasn't been
himself, he is so stressed out,

and then after nearly losing Brian
in that thing with the motor home...

Susan, Susan, calm down.
Where's Walter?

Okay, he came home late,
very late last night,

and then just locked
himself in the basement.

Something went wrong
with his experiment,

and I think
he's been trying to fix it.

You should stay up here with me.

Walter? Sweetie?

You need to come out now,
the police are here.

Walter!

You gotta be kidding me.

All right, let's see
if Mrs. Perkins has the code.

Susan!

Doesn't anyone do
anything halfway around here?

(Rumbling)

Hey, Jo, any luck on that code?

Nope. But I found a key.

Dr. Perkins, it's deputy Lupo.

If you can hear me,
back away from the door.

Maybe this isn't the best

way to do that.

(Door creaking)

Ladies first.

I think we found
our point of origin.

That's not all we found.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Let's not shoot the crazy-end-of-the-world
machine just yet, okay?

Whoa! Go! Go, go, go!

Somebody order an invasion?

(All chattering)

(Man chattering on loudspeaker)

All right, listen up!

I want those seals
checked and rechecked.

This is a class three hot zone
till I say othennise.

Colonel Briggs.
First rangers, fort bragg.

Hello, Jo. You wanna help?
Yes, sir.

Lieutenant!
LIEUTENANT: Yes, sir!

Congratulations, miss Blake.

Looks like you people finally
screwed the pooch but good.

Colonel Briggs, what do
you think you're doing?

Something I should've done

the last time one of your little
science projects got out of hand.

Eureka is
under d.O.D. Jurisdiction.

Was under d.O.D. Jurisdiction.

Now it's a matter of national security,
which means you answer to me.

Okay, let's move
that machine out of here!

Idiot.

So you two are close, then?

You know, the boyish charm act works
better when you're showered and shaved.

Yeah, it's on my to-do list.
So, where they taking that thing?

Where else?

Will somebody please explain to
me what we're dealing with here?

From what we can gather, it's
a prototype tachyon accelerator.

In English, professor.

I'll speak slowly
for your benefit, colonel.

A tachyon is a hypothetical particle that
travels faster than the speed of light.

Okay.

No, that's not okay.

Nothing can travel faster
than the speed of light,

or the whole concept of linear
time becomes meaningless.

If Walter Perkins created
some sort of tachyon collision,

then time, as we know it,
ceases to exist,

and the laws of physics break
down at the most fundamental level.

And if we don't stop this,
no one will be safe.

Now this is why
I hate this town.

Well, hang on, how could Walter Perkins
have even built this without anyone knowing?

He had to break
some major protocols.

I mean, this is
a stolen sentex prototype,

strictly next-gen
military hardware.

So the question is, could
Walter have built this on his own?

And where would he get
a hold of something like this?

Section five?

Well, I don't see
how that's possible.

But I guarantee you,
there'll be a thorough inquiry.

You can count on it.

BRIGGS: All right,
I've heard enough.

Now listen up. My orders
are to contain this area,

so anyone here stays here
till we figure this out.

This is Briggs. Start taking
people down to the bunkers,

women and children first.

Zoe.

(Rock music playing)

ZOE: Hey, Jo, this apricot
bath scrub, it's killer.

Where'd you get it? Jo?

Jo, you there?

(Screams)

MAN ON LOUDSPEAKER: All
civilians proceed to emergency shelters.

Do not panic.

Proceed in an orderly fashion
to the nearest shelter.

Come on, this way, Brian.

Clear the streets, sergeant,
clear the streets now.

Get out of my way.

I have my orders, sir.
No one leaves.

I'm going to get my daughter.

I wouldn't do that, marshal.

Tell your grunt he's got two seconds
before I make him eat that rifle.

That grunt is
a force recon commando

who can kill you a hundred
different ways with his bare hands.

The rifle's just
his way of being polite.

She's my daughter!

I don't care!
Stand at ease, bud.

I hate to interrupt, but we
have bigger issues at hand.

Time is unraveling. The laws
of physics are breaking down.

Now, correct me if I'm wrong,

but that's the kind of thing that's
not gonna stop at the city limits, is it?

A rift of this magnitude will continue
to grow exponentially, unless...

Henry, is it possible Walter was
trying to create another collision

when his machine blew?

Right, theoretically, the two
events would cancel each other out.

I mean, it's sort of like starting
a backfire in a brush Blaze.

Right, so if we can get this
one up and running again...

I've got some grade a
hardware in the garage.

I mean, not like what Walter was
using, but it should do the trick.

Except for one small problem.

Part of his formula
was lost in the blast.

I mean, without it,
the accelerator's useless.

Are you telling me in this
town full of supergeeks,

you can't find one person who
can do a simple math problem?

It's not that simple.

Walter was our top
quantum physicist.

Now, he could have
worked on this for months.

CARTER: Oh, my... what?

HENRY: Years. I don't know.

I could swear
I've seen this before.

HENRY: Even if we put
our top people on it,

excuse me, it's not gonna
be a walk in the park.

BRIGGS: I understand that.

I need to borrow your car keys.

Okay, what are you thinking?

Trust me.

Do I have any choice?

Hey, watch yourself.

Okay, right.

Jo, I need to get out of here.
Do you think you can take him?

Please. He's force recon.

JO: Hey, soldier boy.

U.S. marshal. Go ahead, sir.

(People chattering)

Just don't do what they say.
No information.

WOMAN: I'm not sure...

Dad! Honey.

You okay?

Yeah. What the hell's going on?

There's this machine
and a missing formula,

a lot of science stuff
I can't explain.

What are we gonna do?

We aren't gonna do anything.

You're gonna stay right here
where it's safe.

Like hell! I'm coming with you!

Zoe, I don't have time to argue!

Which is why I'm gonna win.

Okay. You stay by my side,

you don't leave my sight,
not for a second, you got it?

Yeah. Let's go.

CARTER: Hey, we need help.

Nice to see you, too, marshal.

Nasty out there, huh?

I think I can fix it.

But I can't do it alone.

How can I help?

Actually, you can't,
but I'm hoping he can.

(Rumbling)

All right, this has
gone on long enough.

He just needs more time.

Yeah, like 15 years
and a college degree.

He's just a kid,
for crying out loud.

Just give him a chance.

Allison, maybe he's right. We
all know Kevin has special talents,

but this is just too much,
especially under these conditions.

Yeah. Yeah, it's not working.

CARTER: There you go,
buddy. Give that a try.

What are you doing?

Nothing. It's all him.

Got it. Let me in here.

He got it! He got it.

Well, I'll be damned.

Henry, let's get to work.

(Explosion)

(All clamoring)

Easy on that.

Oh, man.

Man, this thing is cold.

Easy.

Henry, remember groom lake?

(Laughing) Yeah,
but this time you're sober.

Well...

HENRY: Almost there.
That should be it.

Lock it in.

Okay, people, it's now or never.

Nonessentials, clear out.

(Crashing)

(All screaming)

BRIGGS: Everybody,
get out of here! Let's go!

WOMAN: This way, let's go!

Great work, kid!

All right, on my count,
here we go.

One, two, three, now!

Ring one!

Sir, it's been an honor
working with you.

You too, bud.

Now! Ring two.

CARTER: Oh, man.

Dad, I'm scared.

I know.

There goes nothing! On my count!

One, two, three.

Now!

Henry, wait, do I need goggles?

(Whirring)

Walter.

Walter, you son of a...

BRIGGS: So,
what about the machine?

We'll take it back
to the lab for analysis.

And then?

Then we'll lock it away
in a very safe place.

I hope so.
'Cause I don't like this town.

I think it's a powder keg. And I think
you people get off on playing with matches.

I'll tell you what,

99% of the equipment you use to keep
this country safe was developed here.

So, when you're ready to give
that up, you just let me know.

You were lucky this time,
but I'll be watching.

You lied to me.

Allison, Allison,
it's not that simple.

The chip Walter had was stolen
from section five, and you knew it.

You put everyone's
lives at risk.

I don't know how
he got that chip, Allison,

but I promise you
I had no knowledge of it.

For your sake,
Warren, I hope not.

Trouble in paradise?

Fargo...

They're ready for you.

Stay!

(Segway whirring)

Sorry, sir.

Come on, we did this an
hour ago. Just do it, do it.

(Beeps)

You touched my eye.

(Security panel beeping)

Let's go.

You got serious
power issues, man.

What a jerk.

Space shuttles?

Uh-huh.

Turn her over.

No, no, no, remote.

(Engine starting)

(Laughing)

Thanks.

Try to keep her on the ground.

No, no, really. Yeah.

(Sound of jet engine)

(Laughing)

Nice.

Now remember what I said. Games
are okay, just don't play by their rules.

Ready to go? I am.

You know,
she's really very insightful.

Yeah, she should write a book.

Jo, thanks for everything.

Tell the sheriff
I'm sorry we missed him.

Tell him yourself.

You're leaving us
so soon, marshal?

Good to see you
up and about, sheriff.

Should you be up and about?

No, but don't tell the doctors.

I owe you big, marshal.

No, I was just doing my job.

No, you were doing my job.

And you did it well,
I might add.

Thanks.

So, is this Henry? Yeah, Henry.

Yeah. The man does good work.

Try to keep it on the ground.

Yeah, you, too.

Adios, Zoe.

Bye, sheriff.

See you later.

So what do you think?

I think I'd like it
better in black.

You know what I mean.

We could do worse.

You know, Zoe, it was wrong
for me to leave you like that.

I know it was rough,

and that I wasn't
always available. So...

Are you apologizing?

Well, no!

Yes, you are! No!

You are. You're
totally apologizing to me.

All right, yeah.

Yeah, I am sorry.

Now, is there something
you wanna say to me?

Nope.

Oh, you're definitely my kid.

You do realize that's what got
us in this mess in the first place?

What's that?

You not keeping
your eyes on the road.

What were you
looking at, anyway?

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

SUSAN: I still can't believe it.

So you had no idea Walter was involved
in some kind of corporate espionage?

No, none. Except...

Except what?

Well, there were phone calls.

Sometimes late at night.

From whom?

Walter wouldn't say.

But I could tell
that he was frightened.

I think he must have been
working with someone else.

Here. Drink this.
It'll make you feel better.

Thanks. You're so sweet.

So, have you told
anyone else about this?

Mmm. No, but I will.

Oh, Susan, you have no idea
how sorry I am to hear that.

It took us a long time
to find the right candidate.

Even longer for him to gain
access to section five.

Walter was doing so well,

and now we'll have
to start all over again.

(Choking)

I was so hoping you
and I might become friends.

(Gasps)

(Beeping)

Jo? It's Beverly.

I'm over at the Perkins' house.

Susan's committed suicide.

Yeah.

Okay.

Carter, these are special agents
Hicks and Miller, department of defense.

Look, is this is about that thing
I signed, I didn't tell anyone.

Actually, we're here on behalf of
the major. He was very impressed.

You mean colonel...
Colonel Briggs.

No, major William Cobb,
army intelligence.

He said you two
worked together recently.

Oh, you mean the sheriff?

With his recommendation, your security
classification and pay level will increase,

effective immediately.

Marshal. Sir.

I don't understand.

Relax, Carter. It's a promotion.

Congratulations.

Define promotion.

Yeah. Okay.

Not the promotion
you were hoping for.

No big deal.
You can do this, Jack.

Make it happen.

(Explosion)

(Crashing)

Jo, call Henry.