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SARAH, have you seen my phone?

SARAH?

Great.

Good morning,
Dr. Blake.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

Good morning,
Dr. Blake.

Is anyone else going
to come out of there?

It's a closet, not a clown car.

Okay, what were you
guys doing in there?

They were both servicing me.

I'm sorry that I asked.

Well, with Holly's essence
in SARAH's computer,

I thought it might nice to
display her in a holographic form.

We were just working out
the final details.

How do I look?

Um, exactly like you.

Oh! I asked
for bigger boobs.

You were perfect before your untimely
interruption and you are perfect now.

I can't actually touch anything.

Yes, Holly, I'm familiar with
the concept of holograms.

Fargo, when was the
last time that you slept

or bathed or weren't here?

My love can neither sleep,
nor bathe, nor leave,

so I shall do none
of these until she can.

Oh, and don't worry. I have
plenty of sick days accrued.

And I'm giving Dr. Fargo tips
on dating a non-traditional entity.

Yes, because one of you dating my
house wasn't non-traditional enough.

Hmm.

Where is my...

Hey, Mom, I told Dre we'd
give him a ride to school today,

so we have to go.

Okay, well if I could
find my phone

or anything else around here.

Dungeon Master, where were we?

Approaching a subterranean
river in the caverns

- beneath the Orc-infested keep.
- You know where the phone is?

Oh, oh! I can use that 50-foot pole
I have stored in my portable hole.

Has anyone seen my phone?

I... I think I found it.

- Where? Oh.
- There it is.

Ow! It shocked me.

Oh, mine did, too.
What's going on?

What? What?

Happy Feynman Day.

Oh, great.
Feynman Day.

And a fine day
for Feynman Day it is.

- You have no clue.
- No, remind me.

Global's version
of April Fools' Day.

Richard Feynman was a
Nobel Prize-winning physicist

famous for his practical jokes.

So a bunch of science nerds
playing pranks on each other.

Ah, what could go wrong?

Hmm, yes. I have to go
inspect the medical equipment

for the new marine lab
before it opens tomorrow.

A day alone in an
empty underwater lab

is exactly what I need today.

You mean a day alone with your
fiancé is what you need right now.

Well, it is not my fiancé
that I'm avoiding.

Hmm, I think I'll avoid
G.D. today, myself.

Henry wants to talk about
the bachelor party anyway.

Oh, well, good luck.

Yeah, um, on that note. Um...

Any chance we could maybe
nail down a date for the wedding?

Um, it's on my list
of things to do.

Great, because I spoke to Zoe
and she's really excited

and if you look on the calendar,
I actually marked off...

I saw the calendar

and I will let my family know
about the wedding as soon as I...

can.

You haven't... You haven't told
your family about the wedding?

Please don't give that look.

I... Look,
I've just been really...

You know what? I don't
want to get into it right now.

- Okay?
- Okay.

- I've got to go.
- Okay.

Uh, hey, boss.

Uh, if you're not busy
I'm going to head out.

Uh, actually, I think I might
have an assignment for you.

You know how Fargo's
been living on my couch

and spending every second
with his, sort of, dead girlfriend?

It's not healthy.

I don't imagine it's very good
for your pre-marital bliss, either.

No, there is that.

Um, so I'm wondering,
in your lovable and tactful way,

if you could maybe...

- Kick him to the curb?
- Glad we understand each other.

Thank you.

Invisible barrier, pre-approved.

Magnetized pants!
Pre-approved.

Okay! Let me down!

Foam party in the
detergent lab, not approved.

Who is responsible for this?

Oh, I didn't do that.

I'm just here about my brachiopods.
I can't find them.

Dinosaurs? Okay, tell me
you're kidding.

No, not Brachiosauri.
Artemia salina, to be precise.

Very tiny, very harmless.
Uh, just not where they should be.

Missing who-zits...
Not on my list.

People, what part of pre-approved
do you not understand?

Relax, Jo. Try embracing
spontaneity for once.

Oh, see, you say spontaneity

and I say a reckless
disregard for consequences.

I have a thousand reconstituted
lungfish in the Estivation Lab,

the Thermodynamics Wing
is now a sauna...

Oh, and the caféteria
floor is a trampoline.

You're kind of missing the point
of Feynman Day, aren't you?

Oh, you mean there's a
point to all of this idiocy?

Yes.

Some of the greatest
innovations in history

were the result of
a really cool prank.

I mean, how do you think
we discovered anti-matter?

- And Velcro.
- Seriously?

Well, no, but it's possible

and you're kind of
squelching that potential.

Damn straight!

Okay, the next one
of you eggheads...

...to pull an unapproved prank will
be subjected to unapproved discipline.

Spread the word.

What?

Uh, it looks like someone
treated your clothes

with nano-fibers from
the meta-materials lab.

Bring on the
unapproved discipline.

Ow!

Hey! Zane!

Ow! What the hell?

Good morning!

Seriously, you drank the coffee
I sent you? You're a dumb ass.

Just chill. I just messed
with the speech center

of your parietal lobe
a little bit.

You'll un-beaker in a day or two.
Well, three, tops.

"Congratulations, you've been
promoted to head of Section Five."

"Dumbass."

Ah, this is your
idea of payback.

Nice try. You know what?
You're right.

You wouldn't have the stones.

So why don't you tell Lupo to leave
the pranks to the professionals, okay?

Nice touch, but I'm still not
going anywhere near Section Five.

Sweet silence.

Computer! Status?

Initiating mobile lab detachment.

What? No, no, no. No detachment.
Computer override.

Override unauthorized.
Prepare for air lock seal.

What? No, no, no!
Remain docked! Remain docked!

Help! Help!
Is anyone out there?

Is anyone up there?

Mobile lab launch successful.

Yeah, depends on
your point of view.

Surprise!

You pulled a prank on me?

Well, I wouldn't so much
call it a prank as a "surprise".

I hate surprises. How do
you not know that about me?

Well, I didn't think
it was a bad surprise.

Oh, my God.
One moment alone.

Is that so much to ask for?

Come on down.
Just...

I'll bet you're going to
like this one. There you go.

Oh, my God.

Uh-huh.

Come, sit.

I'm Virtual Vincent,

and I'll be your tour guide through each
delectable course of my Feast d'amour,

as well as through
your undersea cruise

through the enchanting
Global Dynamics aqua farm.

Enjoy.

So, this took a lot
of preparation, huh?

Yeah.

Well, that wine isn't
going to pour itself.

Thank you.

Help.

Why don't you relax?

Little help, please.
Anybody?

Hey, check this out.

No. No!
Not approved!

Larry, stop!

You almost unleashed a flood!

Where is your PA?
I am ending this right now.

Listen up, Global,
Feynman Day is over.

Anyone perpetrating a prank,
authorized or not,

will be spending the night in lockup.

As Grand Poobah of Section Five,

I demand to be amused.

Let the Section Five
pranks continue.

Mr. Donovan...

And by the way, you're
looking smoking, Lupo.

What?

Really?

Ooh! Holly rolls a 20!

- Head shot! Whoo-hoo!
- Whoo! Ah!

That eliminates the last
of the Orc combatants.

Do you wish to proceed
deeper into the keep?

- Yeah!
- Hey, guys, here's a thought.

You know how college
roommates have a sign

to let the other one know
that they're getting busy inside.

A, my college experience

did not involve
a lot of "getting busy"

and B, does the compound word
"non-sequitur" mean anything to you?

I'm going somewhere with this.

Seeing as how

we're both romantically
involved with this house,

to one degree or another.

Perhaps we should
have a similar system,

like today for example.

We can pretend that I put out
the sign and you have to go.

No, I'm not going anywhere.

To be fair, you have been
monopolizing all of her time and I...

You and SARAH have an
eternity to spend together.

Holly and I might only have...

Wait, might only...

SARAH?

SARAH? Where did she go?
Is she okay?

I'm unable to answer those
questions with any degree of certainty.

As you know, Dr. Fargo,
maintaining Holly's existence is...

Just get her back as soon
as you can. Get her back!

Have what?

Um, only have until
the end of this campaign

until I have to go back to work,
you know.

Oh.

SARAH, we're going deeper.

Nice.

If Zane wants discipline,
I'm going to give him discipline!

Not approved!

This salad is really delicious.

Every ingredient
in your kelp salad

was organically grown right
here in Eureka's own aqua farm,

the largest manmade saltwater
ocean habitat in the world.

Allie, how could you
not tell your family?

Jack, please,
can we just enjoy this meal?

Here's an interesting tidbit,

Lake Archimedes is home to
over 10,000 forms of aquatic life.

When I'm excited about
something in my life,

for instance, our wedding day,

I like to share it
with my loved ones.

And I'm going to tell them.

Okay, when? Because
it feels like you're stalling.

Oh, this from the guy who
took four years to ask me out.

- I mean, what is the big rush?
- Oh.

Let's just take a breath.

A breath for what?

And remember, there's
no need for you lovebirds

to be shy around
Virtual Vincent.

What happens in the mobile...

Lights. Um...

Maybe... Maybe we should
just do this another time.

I think we should.

What do you mean?

- Well, what do you mean?
- I meant lunch.

Right. That's what
I meant, too, lunch.

All right.

Henry told me how to
take it out of autopilot.

I just got to remember
the sequence.

- Jack...
- Hold on. I...

I did it with a song. Um...

Seven...

- Jack?
- Four...

- Jack!
- What? Yeah?

Well, that doesn't look like
it's on the programed tour.

Okay, number sequence.

Seven... Four...

- Uh...
- Come on!

Yes! Watch it!

Uh, I've got to say I was
expecting something a little worse.

Auxiliary power activated.

Okay, well, whatever it was,
it fried the power.

Propulsion, navigation,
communication, they're all down.

Now what?

We drift down to the bottom of
the lake and brace for touchdown.

Brace, brace, brace.

Again, not so bad.

Wow.

Oh!

That's bad!

Okay, don't move.

Okay.

What the hell are those?

Automatic safety shields.

Okay.

Jack, we are not
on stable ground.

If we go over the edge, this lab
was not built to take that kind of fall.

Okay, can we...
Can we drop anchor?

Uh, secure to the lake bed?

- It's okay.
- We don't have an anchor.

All right. Can we, uh,
maybe fire torpedoes?

Jack, this is a marine lab,
not the Red October.

Um, how about fire, uh...

Like a grappling hook thingy?

- Seriously?
- Well, at least I'm trying!

Wait a minute, the lab does
have a couple of sample probes.

If I could bypass
the electronic trigger

I could manually launch all the
probes towards the trench at once.

And maybe the reaction will push us
backwards onto stable ground.

Yeah, yeah, that's different
from firing torpedoes.

And now an explosion
in the alkaline metals lab.

Seriously, if undermining
my authority wasn't enough,

someone could have
really been hurt.

Whoa, Jo. Come on,
I didn't blow this place up.

Oh, are you going to deny these
assorted acts of spontaneity, too?

Well, that one was me, but you've
got to admit that was kind of funny.

Okay, Zane.

Okay, wait, wait, wait.
Um...

There is a common denominator
to a bunch of these, but it's not me.

It's water. They're all
water-based. Look at this.

Steam in thermal dynamics,
reconstituted lungfish...

Fish bowling in Fargo's office.
The avalanche of lather.

Yeah, and alkaline metals which
don't exactly play well together.

Watch.

The reaction's so violent that it
ignites the liberated hydrogen gas.

All right, uh...
Labidium, water.

You might want to
stand back a little bit.

Okay.

You ready?

Whoa!

Multiply that by a couple
thousand grams...

And you get fireworks.

Yeah, not exactly the
spirit of Feynman Day.

Well, maybe this wasn't a prank.

- What do you mean?
- Shh.

- Do you hear that?
- What?

I think it's behind here.

Broken down sprinkler?

No, the lab uses a Halon
fire-suppression system.

So where's the water
coming from?

Hey, Henry. I was
just headed your way.

Okay, so G.D.'s water
systems are in the clear,

no leaky pipes,
no overflows, nada.

- Where's this water coming from?
- Lake Archimedes.

Okay, wasn't expecting that.

Yeah, you and me both.

I analyzed the water
from the pranks

and the high content of Artemia salina
was the same in each.

It's from our lake, no question.

Back it up, Artie, who?

Artemia salina.
Tiny brachiopods.

Fowler.

Whatever it is you're doing,

does it have to be done
on the tippy side of the boat?

Do you really think I
arbitrarily just picked a spot

to bypass the electrical system?

My weight hasn't
put us over the brink.

I don't think a few more minutes
is likely to make a difference.

Likely is the word
I'd like to focus on.

Well, I am going to focus on my plan to
move us back from the edge of oblivion.

Your plan?

Which is based on my plan.

Yes, Jack, you are the genius.

Wait, that's it.
Isn't it?

That's what?

Why you haven't
told your family.

I don't measure up against
the geniuses you brought home.

Come on. You have to know after all
these years the differences in our IQ

don't mean anything to me.

Ah! So you admit
there's a difference!

Of course there's a difference!

What are the odds that
we would be exactly the same?

Well, I don't know. I'm not
bright enough to figure it out.

You know what, Jack?
This is your issue, not mine.

What do you think?

I go around comparing your
IQ with my previous husbands?

I do now!

You know what?

Me and my genius IQ are going
to go back to saving our lives.

Whoa!

At least we survived
the descent.

Yeah.

- So we're good?
- Yeah, we're great.

It's not what...

Never mind.

You know, when we don't get
back on time, Jo will know what to do.

She's built for this
sort of rescue.

Great.

Maybe she'll wear her
sexy cat suit for the occasion.

I saw you two in the corner of G.D.
this morning whispering together.

We were whispering about this.

She's the one who
helped me pull it off.

Well, look how great
it's turned out.

You're... You're still
hung up on her.

That was a fake relationship
between a fake her and a fake me

in a fake computer world.

A fake computer world designed to
follow a plausible course of events.

If you think that I spend my day

comparing computer world
Jo to you?

That's your issue.
Not mine.

Jack, what are we doing?

Is that a trick question?
Because I'm not very bright, so...

We never used to be like this.

I mean, our life
is becoming nuts.

I hadn't noticed.

I guess it's always nuts.

But we have always been able
to get through anything together.

Jack, I'm not worried about Jo

or even the differences
between us.

I'm worried about
losing what we have.

You really think
that's going to happen?

I think that it's
already happening.

We have gotten so caught up
in the romance of things,

we haven't stopped
to think about reality.

The merging of our households,

our family and the chaos
of it all.

Jack, our kids
will become our kids.

What if things don't work out?

I never thought about
it not working out.

Yeah, well, there's
a lot at stake here.

I mean, it's...

It's something that
we have to consider.

What you and I have built
together is sacred to me.

And if we do this...

And it doesn't work out...

We will never be able to go
back to the way things were.

Before.

At this moment,

you'll get a remarkable view of
the famous Archimedes Trench.

But you wouldn't want to
take the plunge into that abyss.

That thing is crazy deep!

Fowler, I found
your missing brachiopods.

Yeah, along with
a cubic ton of lake water

that you neglected to mention.

Oh, well, the water's
not important.

Well, Dr. Fargo
might feel differently

when he's swimming to his desk.

Do you know how many labs, how
many projects you've destroyed today?

I was trying to fine tune
my targeting system

before the marine lab
opens tomorrow.

But it seems that
particle entanglement

is more or perhaps less entangled
than I originally anticipated.

And Dr. Fargo's recent
redaction of my recent redaction

is contingent upon proof that my
matter-relocator has practical applications,

hence the brachiopods.

Okay, less why, more how.

Okay, I have been
attempting to transfer

a sample of Artemia salina
from Lake Archimedes all day.

Now my readouts show that it's
been both taken and deposited, but...

But you flooded
G.D. instead.

You know, I bet someone's
Feynman Day antics

are responsible for
scrambling my directional signal,

not to mention my job security.

Okay, listen, I'm going to deal with
the pranksters but in the meantime,

I want this machine kept off.

Hey.

Someone left the faucet on?

No, someone left Feynman Day on.

Would you please go and shut down
any Section Five pranks still in play?

Look, I appreciate
what you're trying to do,

but those guys aren't
going to listen to me.

Whether you believe it or not,
you're head of Section Five,

so just stop acting like a
12-year-old and man up.

Okay.

Hmm.

- But if this is a prank...
- Zane...

I'm not interested
in stooping to your level.

Oh, my level. Real...

Wait...

Does that look like a chunk
of the new submersible to you?

Well, to me, it looks
like a key section

of the digital
integrated circuitry

that powers every operating
system on board.

Worse than chunk?

Yeah. Little bit.

Well, the mobile lab's
not too mobile anymore.

Um, how'd that get here?

Fowler relocated it.

Henry, please answer.

And the paladin
rolls another 20.

It's not very fair,

your being able to control
your roll so precisely and all!

Yeah, but he's on
our team so shabam!

Headshot!

Uh, hold on.

I'm taking a sick day, Jo.
This better be important.

Fargo, we have an
emergency search and rescue.

We need you at G.D.

Uh, when you say emergency,
is that with a little "E?"

- Doug, go!
- Yeah, but we're...

It's not like I won't be here
when you get back.

Don't worry, Dr. Fargo,
I'll watch after your girl for you.

I'll call you
if anything happens.

Okay.

My turn?

Tell me you found them.

Yeah, we're working on it.

Jack and Allison did not
take the programed route.

What about communications?

No go. We've got rescue
divers combing the water.

They're doing high and low
resolution sonar sweeps of the lake.

The sweep's complete.

No hits.
How is that possible?

Okay, they're down there somewhere.
We... We missed them.

- Impossible, unless...
- The Archimedes Trench.

It's more than a mile deep

and that lab will not survive
the pressure for very long.

Well, how do we get to them?

We can borrow a submersible
from the nearest naval base,

but that'll take hours
to prep and transport.

How much oxygen do they have?

Nine hours, maybe more.

If that capsule's still intact,
we'll get them back.

I trust you're both
enjoying the lobster de love.

This succulent invertebrate is one of Lake
Archimedes more voracious bottom feeders.

And it's a Denison of the aqua farms
you're now passing on the right.

Really?

One thing works down here
and it's got to be him.

Every seafood lover
has had a bite

of one of these
succulent creatures.

Any seafood lover wouldn't
have it any other way.

Enjoy and I'll be back.

Can you please stop banging?

It's clearly not working.

Clearly.

Okay, listen...

I'm sure everyone's
working hard to find us

so while we wait,
can we please not fight?

Or bang things?

Okay.

Who's in the mood
for something sweet?

Oh. Oh!

- Oh!
- Oh!

- Oh! The pressure!
- Go! Go!

Go!

Oh! Oh, my God!

Come on!

What's the point of an
airlock if it's not air tight?

I mean, can we seal this?

Jack, I don't think we can stop
this lab from filling with water.

Don't mean to be butt-inski but
might I suggest a dessert wine?

Sure! What goes good
with a watery grave?

Um, I'd have to check
the Café Diem database

and get back to you in a jiff.

Jack, wait!

If he can connect
to an outside database

then he has or had
a super Wi-Fi connection.

I realized it
just as it left my hand.

Okay.

We might have lucked out.

If I can get this
thing working again.

Okay.

Mayday! Mayday!

- Vincent, what are you...
- Hello? Anyone there?

Can you hear me?
Okay, we need help.

We just got vortexed
or something.

Oh, my God, it's Jack

using Virtual Vincent's super
Wi-Fi connection to communicate.

We need to open up a two-way
signal and lose the visual.

Then we fell into a trench

and now we're in the
airlock which, by the way...

Is not as safe as it sounds!

All right, Jack, it's Henry.

Henry!

We have a submersible
on the way.

It'll take a few hours,
but even in the airlock,

you shouldn't be in any
danger of losing oxygen.

We'll drown before
we run out of oxygen.

Henry, uh, we're going to
be under water in less...

Than 10 minutes.

There's got to be another
way to get down there.

Fowler. Hey, turn
that thing back on.

- But...
- Now.

Okay, he can relocate them.

He brought up a piece
of the lab earlier.

It doesn't work.

Zane, you shut down
all the pranks, right?

Yeah, although none of them
utilize an energy spectrum

that would have messed
with Fowler's system.

That's because it wasn't a prank.

What?

I did some tinkering
since we last spoke

and it turns out my
targeting system is faulty.

Even if we had their precise
location I couldn't pinpoint them.

Well, Zane, you've been
targeting me all day. How?

I programed this baby
to lock onto your DNA,

making you the bulls-eye of an infrasonic
meta-material changing frequency.

That's... That's kind of brilliant.

Yeah, I can pleather her at will.

No, for saving
Carter and Allison.

We have their DNA on file.

If we can program
Zane's DNA target system

into Fowler's matter relocater,

then maybe we've got a shot.

Jack, it's a long shot,

but we're going to use Fowler's device
to relocate you and Allison back to G.D.

I know it sounds risky,
but it's all we've got.

Allison, we're trusting
our lives to this thingy

that relocated a slab
of beef into oblivion.

What if it mixes our DNA with...

Like fish and we end up
like mer-people?

I mean, do they even
think about stuff like that?

Jack, we have to stop worrying
about what might happen

and start focusing on
what we can do right now.

All right. Good idea.

Yeah.

So what do you want to do?

Okay.

Okay, okay.

Okay. Okay, listen,

the pressure is crushing
the lab like a tin can.

Right.

Okay, if we can
manually disengage

while there's still
enough air in here.

Right, well, then we can float.

Well, we can hope for
neutral buoyancy at best.

But we should be able to
get enough separation

to stop the lab's collapse
from sucking us in.

Okay. Okay.
How do we do it?

There are four emergency
release levers under us.

You have to pull them
all to disengage.

Okay. I got it.
I'm on it. Okay.

Jack...

Jack!

It won't budge. I think it
got damaged during the fall.

Did you get it?

DNA on demand.
Where do you want it?

Right here.

The matter relocator
will be operative

in a few minutes
so just sit tight.

All right!
So we wait!

- Okay.
- Okay.

- There's just one more thing.
- What?

I've settled on a date.

What?

Marry me, Jack.
Right now.

Are you sure? I mean, I pictured
something a little different.

And of course, once we
do this we can't go back.

I don't want to go back.

Okay.

Henry, uh, you ready for
some on-the-fly officiating?

Uh, I don't know.

I... I was kind of looking
forward to being best man.

Get greedy, be both.

Well, Allison's going to
need a maid of honor.

I'm talking to her now.

All right, then, um...

Dearly beloved, we are
gathered here today...

Uh, Henry, how about
the CliffsNotes version?

Right. Do you, Jack Carter,
take Allison Blake

to be your lawfully wedded wife,

for richer or for poorer for
as long as you both shall live?

I do.

And do you, Allison Blake,
take Jack Carter

to be your lawfully
wedded husband,

so long as you both shall live?

I do.

Then if there are
no objections...

- Oh, hold on!
- What?

Just... I mean,
you're not...

We're not just doing
this because...

I mean, we're really
doing this, right?

I love you, Jack.

Good answer.

Bring us home, Henry!

Then I now pronounce
you husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Jack, Allison, can
you hear me? Jack?

Jack? Allison?
Can you hear me?

I have a lock on
their DNA signatures.

Hit it! Hit it!

May I present
Dr. and Mr. Jack Carter?

Jack, we're married.

How does it feel?

Wet.

Okay. Here you go.

- Oh, thank you.
- Thank you.

By the way, you owe me a buck.

What? You're...

You bet against the wedding?

I didn't think you'd
actually go through with it.

Well, you proved me wrong,
so congrats, Carter.

Thank you.

We're still going through with
that bachelor party though, right?

Well, I think it... it...
it's something we can discuss.

Wow. You guys,
that was so exciting.

Uh, Fowler, you're fired.

I kind of figured.

Hey.

So thanks for helping
Jack with my surprise.

And for being my maid of honor.

Well, I... I was
the only girl here, so.

No.

You really are my maid of honor.

You can cry now.

Thank you.

Chicks, what you going to do?

Okay.

Don't waste a second
with her. Not one.

Congratulations, Carter.

Thanks, Fargo.

Jack, go be with your wife.

Right.

So, what's the deal with me
running Section Five?

It was my idea.
You like?

Uh, yeah, but why?

Because you deserve it.

No. No, I don't.

Everyone knows I'm a maturity-challenged
screw-up with little to

no capacity for leadership.

That's what everyone
knew about me too.

It took a timeline shift to
throw me into the deep end,

but I swam.
So will you.

Hey, you want to talk about it?

No, I'm...

It's about Holly.

Hey. You're here
bright and early.

I got to make a good
impression on my subordinates.

Look, Zane, I may have been a
little too uptight about Feynman Day.

I was wrong.

That's okay.

I would apologize for
your wardrobe malfunction

except your butt just looked
so damn good in that outfit,

but I get it.

It's your job to make sure
everyone's safe.

And you take it seriously.
I can respect that.

Wow.

I lobbed you a soft ball
and you took the high road.

Fargo picked the
right man for the job.

Uh, yeah, well,
I hope you're right

because I just gave myself an
assignment that I can't screw up.

Fargo gave me his trust and I'm
going to give him something back.

What's that?

Holly.

She's dying again.

We were hoping SARAH's
processors could handle her, but...

- Is there a computer that can?
- No.

Whatever Holly is now, she's more
than just information as we know it.

Sustaining her is going
to take a breakthrough

- in computer programing that...
- Only you can do.

Exactly.

Identity confirmed.
Welcome, Mr. Donovan.

Hmm.

I'm sure your butt
looks pretty good too.

Morning, boss. Mrs. Boss.
Don't worry, I'm not staying.

I just thought you might want
somebody to drop off the kids today.

- Oh.
- Oh!

- Andy, that's very thoughtful of you.
- Yeah.

And I am going to take Jenna to
the new animation exhibit after school.

You know, to give you guys a
few more hours of alone time.

Yeah, I'm going to
get out of your hair too.

You guys have been
more than patient

and I can't keep ignoring
my responsibilities,

but I'm thinking of
keeping the beard though.

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

Oh, and I can't
technically leave,

but I can go into sleep mode

to give you privacy
as long as you want...

Okay. Okay. Stop. Um...

Nobody's going anywhere.

Fargo, in light of Holly, I think
maybe your responsibilities can wait.

And, Andy, why don't
you take a sick day?

Kevin, Jenna, you are
playing hooky today.

So you guys really want
to deal with total chaos

on your first full day
as husband and wife?

You bet we do.

Our life is total chaos.

And we wouldn't want it
any other way.

So, come on.

What's this game we're playing?

A fantasy role playing game.

We can always add a few
more party members to the quest.

All right.
Can I be sheriff?