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Previously on Eureka.

Sheriff Jack Carter,
Tess Fontana.

Tess and I are old friends.

She's the new head
of Section Five.

It was a radio signal.

- Man-made?
- No.

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

There's something out there,

and it's heading
straight for us.

General Mansfield is concerned

that the signal
may not be friendly.

He's ordered me to
prepare a defense system.

Why does morning
have to start so early?

Because someone
stays up too late.

I didn't.

- Oh, yeah.
- But I had the weirdest dreams.

You know, like, when you're
trying to finish a really important test

and you're running out of time?

I usually dream about
baseball or global catastrophe.

- Or cake.
- Wow.

10 and 2.
Keep your hands.

That make you nervous?

Yeah.

- What about this?
- Hey, hey. Hey!

- Or this?
- What is your problem?

Relax! They're
upgrading the network.

The...

The roads?

Self-driving?

Do you even read your e-mail?

Sometimes.

Smart asphalt.

I beg your pardon?

No, the roads. They're wired to
make the traffic, like, super efficient.

It's called smart asphalt.

Of course it is.

So now, they're connecting
the cars to the road,

so the system can
basically drive for you.

Yeah.

Whoa!

Sheriff's Office.

See? We're here, and I didn't
even have to do anything.

Yeah. Another victory
for total laziness.

Isn't it awesome?

I can sleep all
the way to school.

Yeah, that's what
the world needs.

Is more people
asleep at the wheel.

Do you have to suck
the fun out of everything?

Yes.

Tesla High, please.
Take your time.

Destination entered.

Automatic driving.
It's a bad idea.

Anything's better
than a teenager driving,

but don't worry,

it'll take Henry a while
to get all the cars online.

Well, can you tell
him to skip me?

I prefer to be driving
when I'm driving.

Amen. Especially when you're
driving something as sweet as

this.

- This is yours?
- Yeah.

Two hundred and
sixty-five horsepower,

track-tuned suspension
and all-wheel drive.

Totally high performance, but
completely under my control.

Kind of like Zane.
What about my new car?

Uh, with your driving record?

Good luck.

I went through
requisition hell to get this.

I CC'd you on everything.

Don't you read your e-mails?

Yes! Sometimes.

Looky here!
Hot wheels, Jo!

Thanks. Six weeks
on the wait list.

Small price to pay
for awesomeness.

Congratulations on
your new vehicle, Deputy Lupo.

The Subaru Impreza WRX
is an excellent choice.

Thank you, Tabitha.
You're looking pretty good yourself.

Are you guys okay?

Yeah, it's just
the experimenting, and...

Come on, Tabby.
Don't do this to me again.

People are watching.

- I'm doing my best, Douglas.
- Let's go!

I hate it when couples
bicker in public.

- Want to go for a ride?
- Yeah.

She drives like a rocket.

I didn't hear anything
about a missile test today.

It's probably in your e-mail.

Test drive's going
to have to wait.

Yeah.

No, where I come from,

it's considered polite
to warn people

before you detonate a
missile above their heads.

Tess, Dr. Wyman
has my permission

to conduct any test he deems
necessary for his project.

But thanks for
the etiquette tip.

I'm guessing you heard
the massive explosion.

All right, please don't start.

Carter, Dr. Wyman,
Planetary Defense.

Hey, nice hoodie.

Jealous?

Dr. Wyman's missile
malfunctioned,

so he followed normal safety
protocols and aborted the test.

Yeah, by blowing up
an A-311 booster,

which, by the way,
he wasn't even approved to use.

Oh, so he stole a missile?

Ah! Borrowed, from
another project. I left a note.

He has my authority to
use any and all resources.

Yeah, but he put
the town at risk.

Dr. Blake told me
to get results

so I'm putting everything including
the kitchen sink in this thing.

Which is leading to mistakes.

First, the laser misalignment,

then the leaky
antimatter energy cell.

Al, you're letting
this guy run wild.

I'm doing what needs to be done.

Dr. Wyman, please
continue your work

as quickly and safely
as possible.

I need your system online.

So, Planetary Defense?
Do I even need to ask?

The signal that we've been
tracking is getting stronger.

- Meaning closer?
- Yes. Whatever it is,

it is going to be here
in 138 hours.

Five-and-a-half days.

Oh! Uh, do you need me
to do anything?

Um, put up traffic cones? Anything?

Yes. Yes. We should all be
preparing for its arrival.

I am preparing.

You're preparing for the worst.

You've got a dozen divisions
working on defense weaponry.

Because we are the
only people in the world

with the technology
to detect it.

General Mansfield
wants it kept that way

until we know what
we're dealing with

so we don't start
a global panic.

This means being prepared

for anything.

This doesn't sound good.

Sheriff's Office,
can you hold please?

Hi. Thanks for waiting.

Uh-huh.

Why would someone
want to steal your doorbell?

Busy?

No. I'm not making fun.

Well, could you
describe your doorbell?

Uh-huh.

Okay.

What's Ranger Tom
calling six times about?

Somebody steal a tree?

I wrote it down.

"Something weird."

Okay. Thanks. Listen,
he didn't go into detail.

The phone's been
ringing off the hook.

Stuff's been going
missing all over town.

Yeah, a parking meter,
a weather vane,

475 feet of Christmas lights!

Oh, and your, uh...

Your desk chair.

You okay there, sheriff?

Oh, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I think I need a new chair.

Oh, you should try
one of those yoga balls.

Your back will totally
say thank-you.

You... Okay.

You want to tell me what
you think is so weird?

Probably better I just show you.

Maybe the most disturbing thing?

It wasn't here yesterday.

Is that my chair?

You don't see this every day.

This is amazing!

Yeah. I never really
got modern art.

It's not art.

This looks like
the base structure

of a toroidal vacuum chamber.

You know, this could be the
outline for a magnetic mirror field.

Oh, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. But...

I mean, this looks
like a pile of crap.

A pile of crap

that someone is turning
into a plasma generator.

A honking big one.

And, generally speaking, what
does a plasma generator generate?

And don't say plasma.

Uh, bursts of energy.
Short and really intense.

The question is, what's
it designed to power?

I'll run some
displacement scans.

Okay, let's do an EV
field analysis, too.

- Okay.
- Thanks.

So, who do we know that
can build one of these things

out of a lava lamp
and a kitchen sink?

That really is a kitchen sink.

Uh, yeah. Can it power a weapon?

Sure could.

Well?

It looks like a cracked
engine block, but...

Let's see.

I'm a little backed up with the
smart asphalt sensor upgrade,

but I think I can have her fixed,
what, by the end of the week?

Yeah, I don't think so.

Fargo, she's okay. I mean,
Tabitha's AI is in perfect condition.

She just needs a little
TLC. That's all.

Yeah, well, so do I.

Maybe Dr. Deacon
could install massaging seats.

That's not what...

Look, Tabby,

we've had a good run, but there's
a new problem every week, and...

This just isn't working
anymore. I'm sorry.

- Fargo!
- He's just upset.

He'll be back.

Won't he?

Afternoon, deputy.
You like?

I waited six weeks.
How did you get...

Oh, pulled some strings
with my buddy in requisitions.

Awesome, huh?

Well, what happened to Tabitha?

I thought you loved that car.

Well, it was nice
while it lasted,

but yeah, it's time to move on.

Mmm-hmm. So you
just dumped her?

I don't believe
in long goodbyes.

Especially when something
this sweet comes along.

Men.

Besides, I found
her someone new.

Hey, Larry!

They're perfect for each other.

Yeah.

I don't think that it's possible

to build a working
plasma generator

out of aluminum Christmas
trees and duct tape.

Yeah, well, that's what it looks
like to me. And I'm pretty smart.

And if she's right,

then it means that
someone at G.D. is building it.

Well, I checked
the equipment list

for every lab in
particle physics,

astrophysics and
condensed matter.

No project needs a
generator that powerful.

Well, what about the
Department of Planetary Defense?

Dr. Wyman has
all the resources

that he needs for
his work right here.

Why would he build a plasma
generator in the woods out of junk?

I don't know.
Maybe he likes to recycle.

Well, look, that kind of device
could be a good power source

for a land-based energy beam.

It could vaporize
an incoming craft

if you were preparing
for the worst.

I will talk to him,
but I am telling you

that it is a waste of time.

And we don't have
much of it left.

Looks like Wyman's not the
only one under a lot of pressure.

Yeah. Tell me about it.

Where are you going?

Well, they're still
building it, right?

So someone's going
to want it finished.

Sorry.

Tabitha, what are
you doing here?

I guess Larry changed his mind.

Oh, he did, did he?

Be careful, Douglas.

When you're angry, you
often say things you regret.

Hey, hose clamp, not funny!

What are you doing here?

Conscience get
the better of you?

Conscience had
nothing to do with it.

We had a deal.
No take-backsies!

Thanks for
picking her up for me,

but you sold me a bill of goods.

The stereo only plays '80s rock,
the AC smells like feet

and it only drives in reverse.

What are you talking about?
She works fine for me!

Then you two should
be very happy together.

I want my refund in cash.

No way. I moved on
to greener pastures.

We had a deal.

She's your problem now.

Don't think this is over!

No!

No!

Yes.

Stakeouts are fun.

They're more fun with pepperoni

than with organic tofu,
by the way.

You mean,
"Thank you for the pizza."

That is "Thank you
for the pizza."

You're welcome.

Mmm! You want anything else?

I've got a protein bar,
juice box...

Funyuns.

You always eat this much?

You always this smooth
with the ladies?

Yeah.

So when do you think Dr. Planetary
Defense is going to show up?

Actually, I don't.

Well, then why are we here?

Oh, I think somebody's building
this thing, but I don't think it's him.

I mean, like Allison said,

he has all of Global's
resources at his disposal, so...

Okay, well, she could
be protecting him, too.

Yeah. She could be.

But, um...

I don't know. I...

She's been under a lot
of stress lately, I think.

That's very considerate
of you, Carter.

No wonder she likes you so much.

You hear that?

Whoa.

Lucas!

He's my daughter's boyfriend.

He brought company.

Yeah.

This is who's building it?
A bunch of sleepwalking kids?

It's like they're all in some
sort of aphasic trance.

Zoe!

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

So, the nurse come by?

Oh, yeah.
She came by.

I don't think I have
any blood left.

So they said that I was
building something?

Yeah.

Yeah. You ready to tell me
what you remember?

Um, I remember washing my face,

going to bed,
and I woke up here.

Okay.

Well, to help you fill in
some of the blanks,

I brought you here.

You fought me the whole way.

You were pretty upset.

And then you just
fell asleep in the car.

And I was really walking around
the woods with Lucas and everyone?

Yeah.

It was like
Village of the Damned.

Wow.

I mean, it could be
a lot of things, Jack.

I mean, a virus in
the myelin sheath

has been known to
affect the forebrain

and cause group hallucinations.

Well, I've had a lot of viruses,
but none of them

that ever made me build
junk towers in my sleep.

I don't know of any
infectious agent

that could cause this kind
of coordinated obsession.

Well, could
Dr. Suenos be involved?

No. Dr. Suenos has been doing
research on a zero-gravity mattress

on a space station
for the last year.

Well, something's got to be
affecting these kids, though.

It could be a thousand things
that affect brain chemistry.

A tuned microwave beam,
gamma radiation, a radio signal.

Could any of those things have
anything to do with Planetary Defense?

Possibly. But, you know,
that's Allison's baby, and...

Yeah.
So I'm discovering.

Oh, wait, wait, one more thing.

Brain scans on the kids.

I'm seeing some
unexplained activity.

Like, dangerous activity?

Activity that I'm
concerned about.

- Hey.
- Hey.

How's Zoe?

The kids are in
a lot of trouble.

Tell me this isn't
one of your projects.

Carter, of course it isn't.

I would never put
our kids at risk.

No. Not on purpose,

but around here, a lot of
things happen by accident.

Well, I'm about
to fix the accident.

You order the wrecking
crew, Dr. Blake?

Yes. I want these towers
completely dismantled.

Yes, ma'am.

Whoa! Whoa! Hold up!

Zane, it's okay. I told
them to take them down.

Sure. Yeah.

A little antimatter
explosion never hurt anyone.

Antimatter? You told me
it was a plasma generator.

Yeah. It was.

Yesterday.

With these enhancements,
it's a new ball game now.

Okay. Hold the work!

I have been running scans on
the new pieces of the machine.

I think this could be the trigger
device to an antimatter bomb.

Are you sure?

Well, no.

Someone built it out of
baling wire and bubblegum,

but if I'm right and we start
pulling pieces off this thing,

we can set it off.

We better get these
teams out of here.

I want guards posted around the
clock until we get some answers.

Just give me a few
more hours. Okay?

Looking good, Fargo!

Larry.

You'll rue the day.
Rue the day!

Enough. You hear me?
Douglas Fargo says enough!

Well, you can say it outside,
after you mop my floor.

You need to arrest
Larry right now.

I refused to take Tabitha back,
and he tried to run me down.

Well, you seem okay to me.

What are you talking about?
I am covered in evidence!

Did you just flick me?

I'm sorry, but I need help.

You know what?
This is your own fault.

If you had taken
better care of Tabitha

instead of dumping her
on Larry...

Well, I took great care of her.

Really?

All right, so when was the
last time you rotated her tires?

Or, I don't know,
detailed her dash?

Or gave her a
good buffing? Hmm?

I don't know. I guess
I just kind of lost interest.

And you say she let you down.

What is wrong with you?

I have been running
more tests on the kids.

And what did you find?

Well, their abnormal brain
activity has been increasing all day.

I've never seen
anything like it.

Okay, so it builds
as they get tired?

Yeah, our subconscious is
more susceptible to suggestion

while we're asleep.

All right, let's try keeping
them awake.

- Yeah.
- Too late.

Watch her.
Watch her.

Yeah, I got her.

One minute they're
sleeping and then this.

They've been trying to
get out for the last hour.

Zoe?

Zoe?

Easy.

It's time to go to bed.

Okay, sweetie?

They're worse than before.

Their brains are flooded
with neurotransmitters.

Adenosine, ATP, serotonin.

They can't keep going
through cycles like this.

The levels will cause
permanent damage.

Is it the thing in the woods
that's calling them? Or...

What did Zane find out?

I've been trying to reach him.

Jo. Yeah, uh, they're
in a trance again.

They're not the only ones.

They keep coming.

Yeah.

Carter, I think
it's starting up.

Yeah, whatever it is.

Jo.

Zane!

Carter, what the hell
is happening?

I don't know.

But it's spreading.

The thing is way more complex,
and, oh, it's humming.

The original plasma generator

has been networked
to a dozen new components.

Well, it's affecting more
people now. Why those people?

Also, it's only
happening at night.

That can't be a coincidence.

Lunar cycles affect
sleeping patterns.

Henry, let's re-task
the geo satellites

to measure for abnormal
gravitational pull.

- Any data that you can get.
- Good.

All right, and what we need to do
is tear that thing down, and now.

Wait, so if you don't
understand it, just destroy it?

Well, it could be turning
the whole town into zombies.

No, it can't be.
The ring wasn't here

before the kids were affected.

They built it, right?

Yeah, and since they have,
the effect's gotten worse.

Listen, Carter, if they're
connected to this thing,

we need to know
what we're dealing with

so we don't make this worse.

The trance effect wanes during
the day, so we have a few hours.

Let's have Fargo and Henry
finish their scans,

then we'll decide what to do.

Right.

- Okay.
- Okay.

What do you think
of this thing, Trixie?

How you doing, Cassandra?

No.

Shenaynay, looking good!

You need a name,
but I am just not feeling it.

But I am feeling this.
I don't believe it.

Yes, get me Dr. Blake.

Well, then find her!
This is urgent.

I'm sorry. Yes, I know.
I should watch my tone. It's just...

Of course.

I'll hold.

Larry, what is wrong with you?

Didn't Jo talk to you
about stalking?

That is it, Haberman.
Game's over!

No hard feelings, buddy.

Hey.

Hey. How's Zane?

Snoring like
a lumberjack. Zoe?

She's good.

She's exhausted.
They all are.

Yeah. First the teens,
now the adults.

Did you find a link?

I was cross-checking names.
It's all random.

Men, women, young, old.

No specific field of research.

Well, keep trying.

Yeah.

Hey, why don't you go get
a coffee? I can watch her.

No, I'm good.

Yeah.

You know, someone's
got to do the sheriffing.

Trust me, all the drama's in here.

Traffic's so smooth, I found myself
hoping for a high-speed chase.

Yeah, I guess that road
network's taken all the fun

out of eluding the police.

Oh, seriously. Everyone's
driving around on autopilot.

I may never write
a ticket again.

On autopilot?

Yeah.

Jo did a background check
on all of the builders,

and every single one of them

has had their car networked
with the smart asphalt.

So instead of driving cars, you
think the network is driving people.

Yes, exactly.

Well, if that's true,
why's it only affecting the teens?

Because we upgraded
the cars to the smart asphalt

in order of accident statistics.

And teens are the most
dangerous drivers.

And that explains
Zane, too. He's a terror.

Well, Zane is also the
architect of the system.

Maybe he could help us,
if he wakes up.

Yeah, but we don't have time.

I mean, we have to
shut the grid down now.

Well, get ready for the
mother of all traffic jams.

Mom, just a few more minutes.

I'm not your mom.

Larry?

Where are we?

In the trunk of your
demonic convertible.

Oh, I think I'm bleeding.

Take the pain.
You deserve it!

I'll show you pain!

Ow! No pinching!

No, no, no. No pinching, no pinching,
no pinching. Time out, time out. Time out.

If we're both in here,
who's driving?

That would be me, Douglas.

Tabitha?

You sold me a psychopathic car!

I wasn't stalking you, she was!

Tabitha, pull over.

I don't believe your name
is on my pink slip anymore.

Uh, mine is.

Tabitha, pull over now.

Shut up, Larry.

Huh?

Where are you taking us?

Tabby? Sweetheart?

Not so pleasant having your
destiny in someone else's hands, is it?

You don't have hands!

Jack, before we shut down the grid,
you should know that there are risks.

Yeah, I know. Traffic jams.
I'll handle it.

No, he means for the
people connected to it.

Shutting down the grid
could be the answer,

but it could cause
adverse effects.

So you may want to be
with Zoe when we do this.

Okay. Um...

Thanks.

Is that the one-phay ire-way?

Why are you using Pig Latin?

I read in the owner's
annual-may,

ig-Pay, atin-Lay isn't one of
her programmed anguages-lay.

Ut-shay up-ay, arry-Lay.

Look, just call someone and tell
them we've been idnapped-kay.

I'm more concerned with
telling Dr. Blake what I found

before it's too late.

Yeah, well, I'm more
concerned with survival!

Douglas?
What are you doing?

Do what you want to us, Tabitha.

I have to talk to
Dr. Blake. It's urgent.

Uh, he means do
what you want to him.

- Dr. Blake!
- Fargo?

Wait... Hold on.

One sec, I have
Carter on the other line.

No, don't... Don't...

She hung up on me.

No, I hung up on you.

Carter? Are you there?

Allison, it's not good. You've
got to shut the grid down now!

Henry, take it offline. Now.

All right, here we go.

Standing by.

It worked.

Zoe, are you okay?

Zoe?

Hey, Henry.
What's happening?

Uh, their brain scans indicate
some kind of heightened REM sleep.

Heightened by what?

I don't know yet, but the
teenagers are more severe,

possibly because
they were affected first,

and all the others
are in and out.

I was pretty stupid.

It wasn't your fault.

Well, it was my idea to
turn off the road network.

- And...
- It wasn't just the road.

Zane?

- Hey, hey. Easy. Easy.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

There's no way that
system's sophisticated enough

to control a human brain.

Well, given that it's been controlling
your brain, how can you be so sure?

Okay, let's say that the
system was interacting

with whatever is
doing this to all of you.

Um, it's possible that
the smart asphalt sensors

crossed frequencies
with something else.

Okay, like what?
And why at night?

Well, possibly a broadcast.

If so, then the signal would be
stronger because the sun's down.

The grid could have
amplified the power.

But we chose an encrypted
frequency for the road network

so we wouldn't have any
interference from a local source signal.

Well, what if the
source signal isn't local?

Jackpot!

Found a Mr. Big bar!

Whoo!

Do you want half?

I'm not having a candy bar
for my last meal.

Drama queen.
She's not going to kill you.

No, she's going to kill us.

What did I do?

You said she smelled like feet!

I was joking!

Well, I guess she didn't
really find it funny, did she?

Wait, wait. Feel that?

I think we're on
the Da Vinci Bridge.

Oh, no! No, no, no, no, no!
I'm too pretty to die!

This is all my fault.

It is! It is!
It's all your fault!

Jo was right.
Tabitha was a great car.

I mean, sure,
she's a little quirky,

but she always played
my favorite radio station,

always warmed my seat to
a comfortable 72 degrees.

And I just sold her off
without even saying goodbye.

Seriously, you deserve to die.

I'm sorry, Tabby.

You deserved better,
and I let you down.

Could you forgive me?

Or at least let Larry go?

Tabitha, I really need
to reach Allison.

Please.
This is important.

Tabby?

I'm gonna die a virgin!

So the smart road was
just serving as an amplifier,

and whatever was
telling them to build it

isn't being transmitted
from anywhere around here.

Well, maybe it's the signal.

Whatever's coming has been
trying to send us a message.

Yeah, right, and only
certain people are receiving it.

Oh, my God.

Well, a 30-hertz offset
carrier wave could propagate

through the fermite coils
into the road system, right?

Which could affect nucleus
accumbens in the forebrain.

Small words. Small.

It wanted us
to build that device.

And we have no idea
what it's capable of doing.

I'm going to tell Wyman to spin up
Eureka's planetary defense grid.

Wait, you're going
to shoot it down?

No. I'm just
loading the gun.

We have no idea what it's doing to us
and why, and we need to be prepared.

Allison, you know that
could just be a function

of our inability to
receive the information.

Don't let all this
technology fool you.

We're still very
primitive creatures.

- Whoa.
- Whoa, what? What, whoa?

Well, when did you
shut off the road grid?

A couple hours ago.

Well, the signal has been doubling
in strength every 4.4 seconds.

It makes it exponentially more
powerful than it was yesterday.

How close is this thing?

Close enough not to need
an amplifier anymore.

And we can't shut it off.

It's just going to get worse.

- Allison Blake.
- Allison, it's Henry.

They just came
streaming through.

And we know where they're going.

I'm sending a security team
to the site.

Hold on.

Hey. Hey, Zoe.
Hey, you okay?

Dad, it's going to be okay.

I hate you.

I hate you.

I hate you more.

I hate you so much.

I hate you most.

I think this is it.

Oh, God.

Hold me.

Oh, God.

Oh, no.

This is the worst death ever.

Hello, boys.

- He hugged me!
- You wish!

How'd you find us?

Tabitha called.

- Tabitha?
- Mmm-hmm.

Dr. Blake's cell phone
isn't picking up,

and you have important
information to deliver.

Deputy Lupo's new cruiser
can get you there faster.

Thank you, Tabby. When we
get back, I'll make this up to you.

I promise.

Listen, about that hug...

What happened in the trunk
stays in the trunk.

Let's go!
Let's move it up!

Isn't this monumental?

You always this positive?

Annoying?

No.

We've lost cell reception.

But I've set up a hard-line
video link to Henry in telemetry.

Whatever it is,
it's accelerating.

- How long?
- It'll be here within the hour.

Wyman, get the new
coordinates from Dr. Deacon

and get back to G.D. I want
everything we have ready to fire.

Got it.

What, you're just going
to shoot it out of the sky?

Al, can't you feel
their anticipation?

Something big is
going to happen.

I think it's already happening.

Whoa!

I have to reach Allison
before it's too late.

I still can't get a signal.

Nice acceleration.

Zero to 60
in 4.7 seconds.

Tabitha never rode the
outside groove like this.

Tabitha did the best she
could with what she had.

She can't help it if she wasn't
born with a better chassis.

But I can.

When this is over, I'm going to
give her the upgrade she deserves.

Put Tabby's Al into the Subaru.

Guess you won't have to
name your new car after all.

I'm getting massive ionization
building up in the atmosphere.

Yeah. That's just a
function of the plasma wave.

Well, it could also ignite the
ionosphere if it keeps building.

Ignite, as in burn the sky?

If the ionization goes
critical, then yeah.

We have to destroy that
thing before it gets any closer.

Allison, you can't.
You can't do that.

Henry, what's the status
of that thing?

It just crossed
the orbit of Mars.

Well, how long
before it's in range?

A few minutes, tops.

Okay, get ready
to fire, all batteries.

Talk to her. Please.

- Well...
- Dad.

Zo!

Hey. How are you?
How do you feel?

You can't shoot it down.

I...

That's not my call, sweetie.

It's putting a lot
of people in danger.

But it's not on purpose.
It's like...

It's helping a friend.

It's helping...

Uh, Allison, she says it's safe.

What's the ionization level?

It's holding steady,
9.9 million electron volts.

See? It's not going
critical, Allison.

It's not going to
ignite the atmosphere.

Re-check the numbers.
We only have one shot at this thing.

Recalculating.

Whoa. We just
lost the target.

What do you mean, you lost it?

As in, it's gone.

Along with our chances
of destroying it.

Based on its last speed
and trajectory,

it's headed straight this way.

Sergeant, prepare the security team
and the demolition unit.

We are not letting
this thing touch down.

Yes, Dr. Blake.

We're still not
detecting the target.

They must have found a way
to hide. They could be cloaking.

Set the charges.
We're taking these towers down.

I'm not sure that's a good idea.

Al, this thing is pumping
energy like a fusion reactor.

You can't just blow it up.

Well, we may not have a choice.

Get those charges ready!

Dr. Blake!

Stop!

I know what it is.
It's not a weapon.

It's a boson cloud exciter.

Oh, my God.

What's a boson cloud exciter?

The end point for a
high-velocity space jump.

Like a giant catcher's mitt.

Yeah, for a
670-million-mile-per-hour fastball.

It would be impossible
to slow it down

without a cloud of bosons
to dissipate the energy.

Well, we can't just let it land.

Well, I'm not sure
we can blow it up, either.

The impact would turn Eureka
into a mile-deep crater, Al.

Sergeant, pull the explosives back,
move to threat level red.

Yes, ma'am.

Here's hoping it's friendly.

Move back!
All teams, threat level red!

We've reacquired the target.
It's right on top of you.

Oh, my God!

What is this?

Hey, how was your...

day?

Henry, what...

What is he doing?

Oh, my God.

It's one of ours.