[intriguing music]
Walter?
Walter, sweetie?
Come to bed.
It's after midnight.
Again.
Wa--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.
That works right.
Bingo.
[giggling]
Susan, it works!
Oh, no.
[spitting sound]
[dramatic music]
[thunder and rain]
I told you we should've 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.
[brief laugh]
We're way past angry.
Would it k*ll '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 want to push me
right now.
Look, I'm just saying that
if we would've
made a left back there--
Don't say anything.
Fine.
[sighs]
It's just funny,
is all.
Seriously, I'll pay you.
I mean, you drag 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.
Just taking
the scenic route.
Yeah, well,
the scenes suck.
[thunder]
Whoa,
where'd that guy
come from?
Hey, high beams, moron!
Was that...
I mean,
did you just see...
What?
Us!
I'm really not
in the mood.
We--We just passed
our car with us inside.
And I thought
I was sleep-deprived.
I am totally serious.
So am I,
so just take a nap
or something
so I can concentrate.
Listen--
Dog.
No, you listen,
home girl!
No, dog!
Ahh!
What--
Ahh!
Unh!
Ahh!
Oh, you okay?
You call this
"protective custody"?
Oh, 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 on 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.
Ahh!
Unh!
Ahh!
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.
Does that sense of humor
come with the badge?
[sighs]
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?
11th.
See that guy
picking up rocks?
Uh, yeah.
Walk two blocks
past him.
Turn left
at the stand
with 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 Fourth.
Well, thanks.
What a freak.
Shut up.
[laughs]
[bell rings]
Watch it.
Can I help you?
Uh, yeah.
Uh, me and--
Is that coffee?
Excuse me?
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--
g*n!
Unh!
Move and you'll spend
the rest of your days
sucking meals
through a straw.
I'm a U.S. Marshal.
Right.
Check my coat pocket!
[coughs]
Hmm.
Imagine that.
Should've said something.
[coughs]
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 U.S. Marshal.
(Cobb)
Really? We don't get many
of those around here.
Of course,
we don't get
many of anybody
around here.
Bill Cobb,
County Sheriff.
Jack Carter.
(Cobb)
I see that you've become
acquainted with my deputy.
Uh...intimately.
Yeah.
Coffee?
Okay.
So what can we do
for you, Marshal?
Well, I was transporting
this one to L.A.
when we had a little bit
of an accident.
Is that right?
Are you all right?
Yeah, we ran into--
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 on to the kid here
while I went and dealt
with the car.
Well, I don't
see why not. Jo?
You cannot be serious.
Oh!
[cell opens]
You're 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.
[telephone ringing]
[ringing]
(Henry)
Spencer!
I'm coming!
Spencer, can you grab that?
"Answer the phone, Spencer.
Close the windows, Spencer."
[ringing]
There's no answer.
Hmm.
Here goes nothing.
Come on.
Please, come on, baby.
You can do this, yes.
Come on.
You can do this.
Come on.
Please?
Please--yeah!
[laughs]
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!
"Refill the liquid nitrogen,
Spencer."
Henry!
[laughter]
No, no, no.
No!
No, no, no, no!
[expl*si*n]
Now he'll answer.
[laughing]
Yeah!
Spencer?
Spencer?
[telephone ringing]
Hey, whoa, Spencer.
You okay?
You all right?
Hello.
(Lupo)
Henry, Lupo.
Bring the truck.
Yeah, Jo, yeah, sure.
Yeah, I'm on my way.
And, uh, what was
that expl*si*n?
What expl*si*n?
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!
Susan!
Morning, Henry.
Give it another go,
did we?
Almost, almost,
almost got it this time.
Where y'all off to?
Uh, w-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.
Um...you or that pup.
[nervous laugh]
Who wants treats
for the road?
I do!
Take care, Henry.
Yeah, you too.
Nice.
You said treats.
Am I being punished?
Not yet.
Now scoot.
Walter?
Walter.
Huh?
Everything okay?
Oh, yeah.
Sure.
I--I've just been
working too hard.
Always puts Susan
a little on edge.
You know,
you're not alone.
Lots of families
go through this.
Maybe you should talk
with Bev--
No.
Thank you, but...
Everything's under control.
We'll see you.
Just wait in
the motor home, honey.
Come on, boy.
[engine starts]
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.
[whispering]
Act normal.
I am acting normal!
Then go shopping.
[mouthing silently]
Go shopping.
Buy some things.
[energy buzzes]
[buzzing]
[dog barking]
Whoa!
Cool!
[growling]
Okay, kiddo.
Where to first?
Museum of Theoretical Physics
or that new supercollider in--
Oh, dear God.
Oh, no, no.
Brian?
Brian!
Brian!
Brian!
Brian!
Oh, no!
Brian!
Brian!
Brian!
[winch humming]
Oh, uh...
nice landing.
Thanks.
How'd you get out?
Carefully.
And right about there
should do it.
Let's take a look.
Ooh.
[chuckles]
So you're
a U.S. Marshal?
Yep.
Must be exciting work.
Not at the moment.
I just was never
completely clear
as to what
you fellas do.
It varies.
Protect federal witnesses.
Bring back escaped felons.
Transport prisoners.
So that little girl,
she'd be a--
Oh.
How long you been
in the tow business?
Oh, I don't this for a living.
I do this for fun.
I just always liked,
you know, fixing things.
I was an engineer
back in the day.
As in trains?
Space shuttles.
So I can--
I can fix it, it's just gonna
take me a few days.
No, no, no.
I gotta be back
in L.A. 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 onto a**l probes.
Wait, um...
That didn't
come out right.
(Zoe)
Happening little burg
you have here.
Yeah, well,
we have our days.
Hey, G.I. Josephina.
What's with all
the firepower?
Hot date?
That's one.
What, like that's supposed
to scare me or something?
That's two.
[telephone rings]
Lupo.
(Cobb)
She must like you.
I've never seen her
get as high as two before.
What?
When?
[alarm]
Okay, just keep
everybody there.
We're on our way.
W-What?
There's a situation
at Henry's station.
How bad?
It's Henry's station.
I got your g*n.
No g*ns.
Susan.
But it's a small one.
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?
Yeah, 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.
Oh, great.
That's all I need.
Hey, Sheriff,
what's going on?
Uh, there's a boy missing.
Is he lost
or is he kidnapped?
We don't know.
We don't know at this point.
Okay.
Um, call Highway Patrol.
What you're gonna want
are roadblocks
on all the major arties and--
Hold that.
And put search and rescue guys
to comb the forest.
Your jacket's on the ground.
We've all seen
The Fugitive, Marshal.
How about you let us
take care of this?
I don't want to 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?
Actually, I'm investigating
an active crime scene.
Jack Carter, U.S. Marshal.
Allison Blake,
Department of Defense.
Hmm.
Didn't see that coming.
Well, now that we're done with
the introductions, Mr. Carter--
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.
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.
Oh, come on, Ms. 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 your jurisdiction.
Actually, I'm a U.S. Marshal.
So technically the United
States is my jurisdiction.
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!
Where you hiding
in the RV the whole time?
Yes.
Everybody missed it.
Huh.
Not everybody.
[Brian laughing]
Uh, I guess he's smarter
than he looks.
You know what?
I'm gonna let Jo handle him.
No, no, I'll handle him.
No, Jo.
She's perfect.
I need you to stay focused
on finding what caused this.
Jo!
Sheriff.
Jo.
Sheriff.
Please.
[exhales]
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, I know.
You're not at liberty
to say.
(Henry)
Oh, hey, Marshal?
Um, one--
Oh, I don't know.
Maybe two days.
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.
Taggart, go home.
We found Brian.
(Taggart)
Sheriff?
Yeah.
That's not all we've got.
Better come take a look.
[chuckles]
It's supposed to be
my day off.
Yeah, well,
I owe you one.
Yes, you do.
Hey, Taggart.
Hey.
Watch your step.
So what do we got?
I was hoping
you could tell me.
[chuckles]
Careful.
Poison Ivy.
It's over here.
Oh, my God.
Looks like the boy's dog
and the RV.
It's just the beginning.
Well, this is it.
What?
Nothing.
[laughter]
You didn't think that I was
taking you to my place.
No.
'Cause 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.
[distant whirring]
Hello?
Hello!
[louder whirring]
Anybody here?
Ah! You must be
the...marshal.
That was fast.
Small town, big mouths.
I'm Beverly Barlow.
Jack Carter.
Uh, the helicopter there.
Was that--
Sorry.
Some of my clients require
a certain level of discretion.
Clients?
Guests.
Guests.
Well, you look, um...
exhausted.
Let's get you settled in.
Thank you.
Here we go.
Nice and cozy.
Will your wife
be joining you?
My wife?
Mm-hmm.
Oh, um, not likely.
We're separated.
Was it the sex?
Excuse me?
Well, it's a common problem
in long-term relationships.
People get bored.
The 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.
(King)
Is that Nanook?
Their dog?
Look, what have you got?
Inventory confirms it.
One of the other prototypes
is definitely missing.
From Section Five?
That's not possible.
The security cameras--
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-5 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?
Uh, the audit.
We should get started
right away
if a project at the facility
was responsible.
Well, how long is
that gonna take?
Uh, a few days.
Maybe a week.
That's too long.
Well, you have
a better idea, Sheriff?
Yes, I do.
You 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've got 24 hours.
Oh, crap.
Where are my clothes?
Ms. Barlow!
Ms. Barlow!
M-Ms. Barlow!
Doing a little
undercover work?
Uh, someone took
my clothes.
Oh, they were
a little ripe.
I hope you don't mind.
Oh, sorry.
Thanks.
Uh, excuse me.
Yeah, sure.
Oh, um...
Henry called
while you were sleeping.
Yeah?
Yeah, he said it's gonna
take longer than he thought.
Something about
sending out for parts.
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.
Uh, thank you.
You're welcome.
Have a great day.
Thanks.
[door creaking]
[sighs]
A solar car?
[car beeps]
Before dark.
Got it.
[rock music]
*
[beeps]
[clapping slowly]
Pretty impressive, Jo.
It's Deputy Lupo.
Where'd you learn
to do that anyway?
U.S. 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.
(Jack)
What the hell?
(Kevin)
Archimedes.
Excuse me?
Greek mathematician.
Discovered hydrostatics.
Eureka.
Get it?
Not really, no.
When's your birthday?
Uh, May 13, 1969.
Why?
5-13-69.
You're a Tuesday.
I'm 11-18-97.
That's a Tuesday too.
Good to know.
[bell rings]
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.
Uh, Deputy,
where's the sheriff?
Can't you see I'm busy?
Mm...
honestly?
You want to know
where the sheriff is?
He's out on
police business.
Which is where
I should be
instead of babysitting
Felon Spice here.
Hey!
Now, if you'll excuse me.
I'm gonna stop doing
your job.
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?
[sighs]
Seriously, you can't
keep doing this.
You can't keep
running away
from your mother.
Why not?
You did.
Zoe.
Your mom and I,
we tried.
It's just, uh,
some people just...
don't work.
"Don't work?"
Dad, all you do is work.
Zoe, that's--that's--
Do you need anything?
Not from you.
Okay.
Stellar job.
Father of the Year.
Mother--
Find a crosswalk!
[dog barks]
All right.
Let me see what
you people are hiding.
[hiss]
Okay.
This is the creepiest thing
I've ever--
Aah!
Ahh!
Unh.
[labored breathing]
This is no good.
Oh.
Morning, sunshine.
Uhh.
Where am I?
What's going on?
Afraid I can't say, mate.
Oh. Well, where are
you taking me?
Can't say that either.
Um, look,
whoever you are--
Call me Taggart.
Taggart.
I'm 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 of job?
Oh.
"Can't say," right?
Aah!
What is wrong
with you?
Lowjack.
Whoa, whoa--
Tsst!
I got ya this time.
Oh, hang on.
You're a dog catcher?
Biological
containment specialist.
Hey!
(Jack)
Are you insane?
Sneaky little bastard.
You--you just sh*t that guy!
It's a non-addictive
phenothiazine derivative.
Perfectly harmless.
It's just a dog,
for crying out loud.
(Taggart)
Now you listen
to me, friend.
I once tracked a 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.
[laughs]
It's not just a dog,
Marshal.
That's the Devil himself.
Oh, yeah, he's stable.
[straining]
Unh.
Ahh.
You've gotta be kidding me.
Unh.
No, he's totally
wrong for you.
You think?
Yeah.
Oh...
"Confident law enforcement
professional seeks same?"
Hello! I don't know
if you've noticed,
but Johnny Laws tend to be
self-centered control freaks.
[bell rings]
Where's Cobb?
I want to know
what's going on.
I want to know now.
See what I mean?
Is there a problem,
Marshal?
I don't know.
You tell me.
One minute I'm driving
my delinquent daughter
back to Los Angeles,
and the next
I'm in the middle of
the freakin' Twilight Zone!
Why don't you just
calm down?
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.
(Blake)
I'm afraid
I can't allow that.
Really?
And just how do you plan
on stopping me?
[neck cracks]
Hey, Lowjack.
If you're hungry, there's plenty
of leftovers in the fridge.
Pudding.
I got some cheese.
I got some sauerkraut.
But don't touch
my sandwich.
[barks]
Don't touch it.
That's my sandwich.
Go ahead.
[telephone rings]
[beeps]
(Cobb)
Hi, Allison.
(Blake)
We have a problem
with the marshal.
We should talk.
I'm on my way.
(Cobb)
Something's happening.
What's happening?
I don't know.
Sheriff!
It's not good.
It's really not good.
[static]
No, no.
No, no!
No!
Son of a bitch!
No!
Stop!
No!
No!
[screaming]
Sheriff?
Sheriff.
Oh, my God.
Sheriff!
[groans]
He's got experience.
So what?
Look, 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've
found him eventually.
Smashed it to pieces.
Without Cobb, we are gonna--
He'll pull though.
He has to.
I 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, um, back there
when you said
"get rid of him."
Was that like, uh,
you know, "buy him
a bus ticket" get rid of him,
or like, you know--
First things first.
Standard nondisclosure
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!?!
[laughs]
I think I'm blind.
Relax.
That almost never happens.
(Carter)
Oh, man.
What did I just sign?
(Blake)
Welcome to Eureka.
[Girl From Ipanema playing]
It started during
World w*r 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--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.
Huh.
Guess that explains
Fort Knox.
That's Section Five.
Restricted to m*llitary
projects only.
m*llitary?
You mean weapons?
I 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,
healthcare.
I hope with the emphasis
on the latter
are 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 out top scientists.
[martial arts calls]
Whoa!
Simulation off, Fargo!
This is not level six!
Actually, that's level four.
You mastered that last week.
Could recalibrate the system
if it's too advanced for you.
No, it's fine.
Did you need something?
(Fargo)
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 U.S. 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?
What's all this for?
Professor King is trying
to locate the point of origin.
Origin of what?
(King)
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.
Oh.
Professor King
is a Nobel laureate
and noted astrophysicist.
Wow.
Well, I'm captain of my
division softball team.
[laughs]
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.
Oh, the marshal.
Oh, how generous.
You must find
all of this a bit shocking.
Well, I'm from L.A.
Nothing shocks me.
I see.
Well, almost nothing.
Well, perhaps we should
just jump right in, hmm?
Right.
It's right this way.
We carbon dated the trees in
and around the event perimeter.
They ranged 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 was 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?
That'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.
The marshal's
just being thorough.
No, my search 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-5 labs
are all strictly classified.
But as far as I know, nothing
in there could've caused this.
As far as you know?
No offense,
but isn't
our job to know?
Oh.
Pushy.
We should get
back to work.
Allison?
Keep me posted
on the sheriff's progress.
We're all--
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.
[brakes squeal]
Aah!
Really gotta start
wearing my seatbelt.
Are you questioning
my professionalism?
It was a joke.
But I forgot the DOD
doesn't have a sense of humor.
Maybe you're just not funny.
Look, I'm still trying to
warp 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 g*n?
Thank you.
Oh, son of a--
Stop the car.
Stop the car.
Don't wait for me.
Whatcha 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.
It turns out we have
a lot in common.
Like what?
Like fighting an oppressive
patriarchal society
to express
our feminine power.
Ahem.
Are you hungry? Vincent can
make anything you want.
They don't even have
menus here.
Marshal, you name it,
I got it.
Uh, yeah. What the hell?
Surprise me.
One Chef's Special
coming up.
So...
where have you been
all afternoon?
Yeah.
About that.
Um...
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.
And--no, no.
And the time before that
you said that Grandma
had d*ed.
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 yams
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.
Um, why don't you
come with me to Beverly's?
I'll get you a room.
Touched.
Pass.
Zoe!
I'll be done as soon
as I can.
You used to say
the same thing to Mom.
[scoffs]
I guess she finally
got tired of waiting.
See, Zoe, don't--
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 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?
Uh, yeah.
Hey, little man, is--
Archimedes, right?
(Blake)
Honey, who is it?
5-13-69, Tuesday.
Okay, sweetie.
Go back inside.
Marshal,
what's going on?
That's a nice kid.
We chatted in the park
earlier today.
You trying to be funny?
Uh, no.
My son has autism.
He barely speaks to
the people that he knows.
I'm sorry.
I didn't realize--
I--
I'm sorry.
It's--it's been
a long day.
Um, 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.
You called me here
for a map?
What are those?
These are the rough locations
of every reported anomaly.
I'm well aware of Vincent's
tacky little pool, Marshal.
What, we're gonna start
playing bets now?
Is that your idea?
No. Your pattern
recognition software
traces cosmic events to their
point of origin, correct?
What if the events are
a little more local?
(Blake)
Could that actually work?
Yeah, in theory it could.
It would take a major
recalculation though.
What's the matter, Warren?
Are you afraid of a little math?
No.
I'm not afraid
of a little math.
But it can't hurt
to try though, right?
No.
No, it can't hurt.
A little simple,
but, okay, this'll
take a little while.
Can I drop you
someplace, Marshal?
Uh, no, I'll walk.
Could use the fresh air.
Right.
See ya, Archimedes.
Marshal.
Yeah.
Thanks.
Yeah.
Something wrong?
No, nothing.
Okay.
(Vincent)
Yeah, just a second. I just
gotta take out the trash.
[rumbling]
Oh, no.
Look out!
Go, go, go, go!
Let's go, let's go!
Come on, let's go!
Come on, come on, come on!
Go, go go!
Charlie, drop the damn rocks!
Let's go!
[people scream]
[alarm]
[telephone rings]
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.
It's Eureka, sir.
We're 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.
[sobbing]
Breathe, Walter.
[breathes deeply]
Okay.
Now what happened?
I, uh--
I got myself involved
in something.
What do you mean?
The annual review
is coming up next month,
and I--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.
(Beverly)
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.
[floorboard creaks]
(Walter)
Who's that?
Marshal.
Oh, jeez.
(Jack)
I saw a light on.
Hey.
Walter, right?
How's the family doing?
Fine.
And they're probably
waiting for me.
So, uh--
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.
You know, kids are resilient.
It's the adults
I worry about.
Especially around here.
If I was stuck in this
cr*cker farm,
I'd probably need
a shrink too.
Who says you don't?
And I prefer
psychotherapist.
You know,
maintaining relationships
is...tough
in your line of work.
It helps to have someone
to talk to.
You do what I do,
the job comes first.
I imagine your wife
might disagree.
She knew what she was
getting herself into.
Still, the, um,
time away, the distance.
It must take its toll
on you too.
Especially with
a child involved.
Well...
I tried a desk job
when Zoe was born.
Change to make others happy,
you end up making
yourself miserable.
That's exactly what
I told Abby.
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.
Oh. Where's Beverly?
Is she okay?
Aside from a bruised ego.
I never had a man
fall asleep on me before.
Well, it's time
to wake up.
Oh.
What happened?
Things have gotten worse.
The diner.
We had
our first fatality.
I was just there.
Um...with my daughter?
She's fine.
Okay.
Um...
what about King?
Any luck?
That's the good news.
He may found
the point of origin.
Where?
Come with me.
I'll show you.
[doorbell rings]
So, you
and Beverly Barlow?
Oh, we were just talking.
Hmm.
Is that why there's
lipstick on your collar?
I knew that.
Yeah, right.
Oh, thank God.
I was just trying to call you.
Please, please, come in.
What's wrong?
It's--it's Walter.
He's just--
He hasn't been himself.
He is so stressed out.
And then after nearly
losing Brian
and 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!
(Jack)
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.
Oh.
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 this.
Ladies first.
(Lupo)
I think we found
our point of origin.
That's not all we found.
Whoa, whoa!
Let's not sh**t
the crazy End of the World
Machine just yet, okay?
Walter!
Let's go.
Out!
Somebody order an invasion?
[thunder]
All right, listen up.
I want those seals
checked and rechecked.
This is a Class Three
hot zone till I say otherwise.
Colonel Briggs.
First Rangers, Fort Bragg.
Hello, Jo.
Move on out.
Yes, sir.
Lieutenant!
Oh, congratulations,
Ms. 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
DOD jurisdiction.
Was under DOD 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 are 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.
Uh, 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
of 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.
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
m*llitary 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?
Oh, 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
until we figure this out.
This is Briggs.
Start taking people
down to the bunkers.
Women and children first.
Zoe.
[hard rock music]
(Zoe)
Hey, Jo, this apricot
bath scrub is k*ller.
Where'd you get it?
Jo?
Jo, you there?
Aah!
* Here comes
the boom *
* Ready or not
* How you like me now
[thunder]
* I know this without a doubt
* If you know these tricks
* Yeah these tricks know you
* And when it's time
to handle business *
* We know what to do *
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 r*fle.
That grunt is
a Force Recon Commando
who can k*ll you
a hundred different ways
with his bare hands.
The r*fle is just his way
of being polite.
She's my daughter.
I don't care.
Stand at ease, Burke.
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 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 back fire
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.
Not like Walter what 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 is useless.
(Briggs)
Whoa, whoa.
Are you telling me
in this town
full of super geeks,
you can't one person who can do
a simple math problem?
It's not that simple.
Walter was our top
quantum physicist.
Now he could've worked
on this for months.
What?
Years.
I don't know.
I could swear
I've seen this before.
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.
What are you thinking?
Trust me.
Do I have any choice?
Hey.
Watch yourself.
Right. Jo, I need to
get out of here.
Do you think
you can take him?
Please.
He's Force Recon.
Hey, soldier boy.
[tires squeal]
U.S. Marshal.
Dad!
Honey.
Hey, hey.
You okay?
Yeah. What the hell's
going on?
Um, there's this machine,
and a missing formula.
A lot of science stuff
I can't explain.
So 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.
Oh, 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.
Oh. 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?
Uh, actually, you can't.
But I'm hoping he can.
[thunder]
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.
Here you go, buddy.
Give that a try.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
It's all him.
Oh, my...God.
Let me in here.
[computer beeps]
He got it.
He got it.
Well, I'll be damned.
Henry, let's get to work.
[thunder]
Easy on that.
Ah!
Man, this thing is cold.
Easy.
Henry, remember Groom Lake?
[laughs]
Yeah, but this time
we're sober.
Almost there.
That should be it.
Lock it in.
Great, okay.
Okay, people.
It's now or never.
Nonessentials clear out.
[thunder]
(King)
Let's go, people!
Let's get out of here!
Go, go!
[laughs]
Good 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, Burke.
All right?
Yeah.
Now.
Ring two.
Oh, man.
Dad, I'm scared.
I know.
I know.
Here goes nothing!
On my count.
One...two...three...now!
Ring three.
Henry, do I need goggles?
No.
[laughter]
Walter.
Walter, you son of a--
Whoa!
(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.
Well, tell you what.
99% of the equipment you use
to keep this country safe
was developed here.
So where 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--
That 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.
Well, for your sake, Warren,
I hope not.
Trouble in paradise?
Fargo--
They're ready for you.
[exhales]
Stay.
Sorry, sir.
Come on.
We did this an hour ago.
Just do it, do it.
You touched my eye.
[entering code.
locks clicking]
All right, let's go.
You've got serious
power issues, Norman.
What a jerk.
Space shuttles?
Uh-huh.
Turn her over.
No, no, no.
Remote.
[engine starts]
Thanks.
Ha ha ha!
Um, try to keep her
on the ground.
No, really.
[chuckling]
Nice.
(Zoe)
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.
Oh, no.
Just doing my job.
No, you were doing my job.
And you did it well,
I might add.
So, is this Henry?
Yeah, Henry.
Yeah?
The man does good work.
[chuckles]
Try to keep it
on the ground.
Yeah, you too.
[engine starts]
Adios, Zoe.
Bye, Sheriff.
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, uh,
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, um, 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 want to say to me?
Nope, uh-uh.
Well, you're
definitely my kid.
[laughter]
You do realize that's
what got us in the 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.
(Zoe)
Hmph.
(Susan)
I--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?
Oh, 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've
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?
Mm, no.
But--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--
now I'll have to
start all over again.
[gasping for breath]
I was so hoping you and I
might become friends.
[gasping]
Jo?
It's Beverly.
I'm over at
the Perkins' house.
Susan's committed su1c1de.
Yeah.
Okay.
Carter--
These are Special Agents
Hicks and Miller,
Department of Defense.
Look, if 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!
**
Ah, okay.
Okay.
Not the promotion
you were hoping for.
No big deal.
You can do this, Jack.
You can make it happen.
[expl*si*n]
Jo, call Henry.
01x01 - Pilot
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