02x09 - Sight Unseen

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Eureka". Aired: July 18, 2006 – July 16, 2012.*
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In the years since World w*r II, the U.S. government has been relocating the world's geniuses (and their families) to the Pacific Northwest town of Eureka.
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02x09 - Sight Unseen

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Previously on Eureka.

Henry, sorry about Kim.

Nathan,
I know you blame yourself
for what happened to Kim.

Don't. It wasn't
your fault.

I wish I could be
certain of that.

I am.

You're a real
good friend, Jack.

I just feel bad
'cause I keep things
from you.

What're you talking about?
The Beverly stuff.

What she did to Kim.

What did Beverly
do to Kim?

So you think you can put
this tragedy behind you?

Never.

But I can be
motivated by it.

No more than 18 inches
from the curb.

Dad.
Parallel to the sidewalk.

Dad, I have my license.
You got it?

We've done this
a million times.
Careful.

Yeah, and we're going
to do it a million times more

before you could go
anywhere without me.

All right,
turn it off.

Who knew there
was a downside
to winning a car?

Yeah, that's me.
Your downside.
Pop the trunk.

Hey, Henry!

Hey, I was gonna
come and see you
today and say hi.

And make sure
I wasn't stupid.

Makes me sleep better.

Well, I'm fine. Thanks.

You said something
the other day when
you weren't yourself.

Something about Kim.

Huh.

And what Beverly did to her.

You thought that
I should check it out.

Did I say that?

Henry, if what
you said was true,

if Kim's death
wasn't an accident...

Jack.
If someone's responsible,

I promise you...
I wasn't myself.

But thanks
for checking up.

There's no
curbside service, you know.

Hey, Callie.

Hey, Jack.

Want those cleaned? Come on.
We'll get you sorted out.

Just a regular
clean and a...

Light starch. I know.

You know, you'd be
surprised how much you can
find out about a person

from their dry cleaning.

You are a strong,
crisp appearance
with a soft, flexible feel.

I think that's
a compliment.

In a town full of
max starch and creases,

trust me, it's
a pleasure to do you.

I mean,
clean your uniform.

Yeah, right.

Oh, hey, give me
your arm.

Somebody had
a breakfast burrito.

Yeah, with ketchup.
With ketchup.

There you go.

Ancient Chinese secret?

I'll never tell.

So, are you doing anything
special to celebrate?

Celebrate
cleaning my pants?

It's your anniversary.

One year in Eureka.
It says so right here
in your file.

Oh, wow.

I...

Thanks for remembering.
That's sweet.

You know, I figure
everyone around here is
so focused on the future,

some of us need to live
in the present, right?

Yup, you're right.

Well, I'll
see you tomorrow.
Mmm-hmm.

Hey! Hey!
Do you know
what today is?

Oh, self-adjusting volume.

Oh, right.
Guess what today is.

Make Your Kid
Your Chauffeur Day.

Oh, you know the deal.
You gotta get above
a B plus in everything

before you get
to fly solo.

And what was your
high school GPA?

Well, you know,
I had issues.

Hey, Jo, what's up?

Yeah. Yeah.
I'll be right there.

All right. Drop me off
at the pharmacy.

Yes, Miss Daisy.

All right.
All right, I'll walk.

It's just a block.

You go straight to school.

Wait, by myself?

Yeah.

I had a 2.8.
Oh.

I'm cutting you some slack
for the genetic handicap.

But look at me.
You go no stops,
no music, no friends,

no cell phone.
You got it?
No problem.

Okay, look,
I'm checking my mirrors.

Good.
Yes.

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Has the pharmacy
been broken into before?

Nope. And I've
been here 15 years.

Wow!

I know. Most people don't
even lock their doors.

No, I mean this.

Oh, that was
developed years ago.

Still too expensive
for mass production.

Eureka has its perks.

You know, if one day
you could just get me
up to speed,

that would be great.

So what was taken?

Polyethylene glycol.

Let me guess.
Permanent sun block,
instant cavity-filler?

We keep those
up front.

Where was
the glycol stored?

Outside here
with the rest of the shipment.

That camera work?

Twenty-four hours a day.

Okay. We're gonna take
a look at the footage
from last night.

Anything else missing?
Cash? dr*gs?

Cure for cancer?

Not a darn thing.

Zoe, my damsel
in shining armor.
Can I get a lift?

Sorry, Jasper.
I promised my dad.

Come on, it's two miles
to school. I'm a knight
in distress here.

So, you're saying
it makes nothing?

No, I'm saying that
it makes everything.

Polyethylene glycol
is a base.

It's in shampoo,
it's in motor oil.

It was probably
in the syrup that you put
on your pancakes this morning.

Oh, no, no, no.
I'm doing the
no-carbs thing,

which I think
is working.

Okay, Carter,
I have a real
emergency

in Section Four,
and I can't...

Emergencies are
my specialty.

Great. Are you
a lunar geologist?

Yeah.

Is something wrong
with the moon?

Just the pieces of it
that we have here.

Oh, you have
moon rocks here?

That's...
I saw a bunch
when I was a kid.

My dad drove me all
the way to Menlo Park
just to see...

Fake ones.
Nathan, that's
classified information.

What? He's
a big enough boy, now.

He should know the truth.

Come on.

I had my nose pressed up
against the glass just like
every other kid,

and you're telling me
those things are just...

Gravel.

Do you really think we'd let
something extraterrestrial
out in the public?

Yes.

Oh, stop it. There's
no such thing as...

Kryptonite!

I told you he was
a big enough boy.

Those are
the original moon rocks,

but they didn't always
look like this.

A few days ago, their
molecular structure
began to change.

Radioactive crystals
started to form.

Forty years of
nothing, now this.

Tell him
the scary part.

That's not
the scary part?

We have two tons of them.

So if you'll stop
pressing your nose up
against our glass,

we might be able
to figure out whether
or not they're alive.

That's awesome.

Satellite radio,
Eureka style.

You've got, like,
1,000 channels.

Okay, my dad told me
it's a distraction.

Okay. A big truck?
Distraction.

Your dad.
Definitely a distraction.

Me? Totally harmless.

You okay?

What the hell was that?

There's nothing here.

Like my dad's gonna
believe that.

I was paying attention.

Yeah. Tell that
to your front axle.

You really did
a number on this.

I mean, it felt
like I hit something.

You did
hit something.

How many times
have I told you?

Keep your eyes
on the road
at all times. Keep...

If you don't believe me,
then just ask Jasper.

There was someone else
in this car with you?

That's not why...
I told you. No friends,
no distractions.

That is why
you didn't see
what you hit.

School only, until I say
otherwise, all right?

And it just got
bumped up to a 4.0.

Heard you had an accident.
What did you hit?

Nothing! Will everyone
just stop interrogating
me on this, please?

Okay. We've got a call.

All right, get in the Jeep.
I'll give you
a ride to school.

And the car stays here.

Let's hope this one's
more exciting than
someone stealing shampoo.

That is
a barking dog, yes.

But what's it
barking at?

Who knows? All hours
of the day and night

he just wanders
by our house over there
and starts making noise.

Reminds me
of my husband.

Ex-husband.

So the dog's
not yours?

I'm a cat person.

Yeah. Hey, Jo,
check this out.

It's empty.

From the pharmacy.

Hey, look at this.

What's going on here?

Something
extremely dangerous.

It's important to realize
how the slightest change
in balance,

even on an atomic level,
can create chaos.

A simple error
in chemical-formula
calculation

can cause
disastrous
volatility.

Would someone please
hand Miss Carter
the paper towels?

Thank you.

Now, onto our
next unit. Robotics.

Our class will participate
in the annual Ro-Boxcar
Grand Prix,

the most thrilling event
of the trimester.

So pair off into
two-person teams.

You'll have 24 hours
to design and build
a vehicle

that can achieve
a sustained speed of
85 miles per hour

and withstand.90 G's
on the skid pad.

Extra credit
for style.

Clearly, Jasper
thinks you're hot

but not smart enough
to be his partner.

In my opinion,
he's an idiot.

No one usually
asks my opinion.

Does everyone
have a partner?

Uh-huh.

Well, it looks like
we're stuck together.

Welcome to my world.

It's quiet, but it has
its advantages.

Like what?

Kidding.
No advantages.

I'm Zoe.

I know. I'm Lucas.

We have
three classes together.

Really?

Story of my life.

I'm sure you realize
that if you're right,

and if we can figure out
why these rocks have
self-altered

their molecular structure,

that you'll be in line
for a second Nobel Prize.

I'm measuring.

Your wall or
the isotope ratios?

First things first.
This should give us
some indication.

Decontamination sequence
complete.

Did you talk
to Jack today?

I couldn't avoid it.

But I did get to crush
a childhood memory,
so it wasn't all bad.

Did he mention
anything about Kim
or the accident?

No. Why would he?

I think I said something
while we were all affected
by the GABA blockage.

What kind of thing?

That Kim's death
wasn't an accident.

Knowing Carter,
he won't leave
well enough alone.

And, Henry, you said
you had proof

that someone sabotaged the
experiment that k*lled Kim?

No, I said that I'd found
something that proved
you weren't responsible.

Then you need
to give it to me.

No, I don't.
Henry, Carter
is on to you.

If he gets a hold of it
and turns it over
to the government,

you and I will no longer have
access to the artifact data

or Kim's lab ever again.

I need to find out what
really happened to Kim.

We both have things
we're trying to protect.

Believe me,
you don't have
a choice.

Pharmacist confirms
the container was stolen
from his store,

but not the syringe
or that bag.

Huh. All those items are
pretty harmless on their
own, but who knows...

What you can do
if you mix them
together...

I'll run those things
over to G.D. just
as soon as I k*ll Zoe.

Her car is gone.

Yeah.

The dry cleaner's!
Callie!

Callie?

Callie?

Hey, you okay?
Yeah, I think so.

Something's wrong.
Yeah, come on.

Come on.

I'll give you guys
more information
when I have it.

All right.
Thank you, sir.

Hey, that was
a hell of a blast.
You okay?

What?

What happened?

I don't know.
I was just mixing
my formula as usual.

Yeah, is this stuff toxic?

No, I don't keep
anything locked.

Not locked.
Toxic!

All right, hey,
we're all clear
in here.

Nothing lethal.
It's just a big mess.

Okay.
God bless you,
too, Ed.

Try rubbing them.

In love with him? No.

I'm totally single
right now.

Is that better?

A little. Yeah.

And you didn't ask about
my love life, did you?

No.

It's okay. Come on.
Show me what happened.

Okay.

Whoa.

Oh, my God.

It's not exactly
fluff and fold.

I have
an off-site
lab permit.

My cleaning formula's
kind of involved.

Yeah. I gathered.

What happened?

I don't know.

I must have measured
my mixture wrong.

Has anyone been in here?
Is something missing?

No, I don't think so.
It's just me. Why?

Oh, somebody stole
a chemical from the pharmacy.

They might have stolen
something from you, too.

Change up the formula,
cause the expl*si*n.

Well, my ratios
are pretty specific.

If I could get a sample of
what you mixed this morning,

I could give it to Henry.
He could take a look.

One sample coming up.

That's great. Thanks.

Hey. Thank you.

You probably saved
my life today, Jack.

Pure self-interest.
I spill a lot.

Maybe I can
help you out
with that.

Let me take you out
for dinner tonight.

Please, it's
the least I can do.

Yeah, dinner. I mean
that idea's great, but...

Did you just say
Café Diem at 8:00?
Perfect.

Sure. Yeah.
It's a date.

A date?

Sorry, yeah, no.
It's not because...

I hope the bad guys can't
fool you that easily.

Yeah.

Still think those are
E.T.'s moon rocks, huh?

Never rule anything out.

Uh-huh.

You sure
you got time
to do this?

Well, I've already
figured out what happened
to change these rocks.

They're missing
an element called
Aluminum-26.

But it will probably take me
the rest of my life to figure
out how that happened,

so I might as well
support my local sheriff
in the meantime.

Yay. This is Callie's
formula and a sample of
what she mixed today,

and this is the
stuff that I found
in the woods.

So what did you say
was missing from
the moon rocks?

Aluminum-26.
A highly unstable
radioactive element.

Wow. Somebody's been
stealing chemicals.

What if
they stole that, too?

Well, all things
being possible,

these rocks are
under 24-hour surveillance
under lock and key.

So once again, the
question becomes "How?"

Besides, extracting AI-26
from moon rocks would require

a highly sophisticated
process. You'd have
to be especially trained.

You mean like
everyone in town?

Gotcha. I'll check it out.
Thanks.

Oh, and one more thing.

I don't suppose by any chance
you towed Zoe's car
to your garage today?

No.
Yeah, that's what
I was afraid of.

What's going on?
I'm sealing off
this chamber.

I just got started.

Well, we have
a bigger problem now.

Traces of radioactive
material have been found
throughout the building.

It could have come
from anywhere.

With Aluminum-26 isotopes?

Probably happened
during transport.

Well, that's what I thought
until we realized
that it's on the move.

What?
Every time that we try
to contain

the radioactivity,
it escapes, it moves,
it hides.

Allison, we are sitting
on two tons of these rocks.

If there's
a life form there,
we need to study it.

I would rather err
on the side of caution.

Implying
I wouldn't.

Last time something
like this escaped
from a lab at G.D.,

it ended up
in my son.

So the chassis needs
to withstand at least a G
if we want to get an A.

Who cares about the A?
It's about the experience.

What? I thought you were
all about the grades.

Why? Because I fit
the stereotype nerd-slash-
geek-slash-loser mold

that hot girls
like you put me into?

No, because I'm
all about the grades
and I wanted an A,

and I was hoping that
my partner might, too.

If you say so.

And I'm not hot.

Now you're just fishing
for compliments.

Okay, can we just stick
to the work, please?

Sorry. Didn't mean
to distract you
with all the verbal sparring

and the sudden sexual
tension between us.

Please. You are
so not my type.

That's what
they all say.

Until they fall madly
in love with you?

No. That's what
they all actually say.

Did you find anything
on those tapes?

Nope. I found nothing.

Great, Jo.
That's helpful.

No, no, no, I found
nothing. Take a look.

At what?
Okay, watch closely.

Did you get those
boxes? There, see?

Whoa. What was that?

You mean,
"Who is that?"

I think we may be looking
for an invisible thief.

Café Diem?
I've been looking all over
for you. Hey, so...

School related,
not social.

Yeah, where's your car?
Where I parked it.

Great. Okay.
Give me the keys.

Oh, come on, Dad.
He's so not worth
breaking grounded for.

No, this isn't
about him.
Thanks.

This is about what you hit.
I think I know why
you didn't see it.

Hey. Everybody,
just give me a minute.

My car, it's...

Invisible.

You just hate it
when I'm right, don't you?

Especially when
I can't fix it.

Invisibility was abandoned
before anybody could
really figure it out.

Well, somebody
figured it out.

Make way!
National security!

Fargo.

Just looking
at this could be
a federal offense.

Miss Blake needs this car
towed to G.D. immediately.

Well, can't you just spray it
with some special G.D. potion

and make it come back?

Invisibility is
illegal, Jack.

So whoever's been
working on this is
doing it in secret.

You can't reverse what
you don't understand.

Oh, come on.
No spectrum
supercharger

or, like, night-vision
goggles, or, like,
an infrared mega-thingy?

No.

Actually, there is
an infrared mega-thingy.

I realized the infrared
spatial technology developed

for non-X-ray tumor detection
might work on anything
with an invisible mass.

Can you see it?

Yeah. Perfectly.
We're all going
to need one.

Oh, prototype.
Only one exists.

Well, we have
to figure out
who did this

before someone discovers
that we broke the treaty.

Well, hold on.
I'm the law
in this town.

How can something
be illegal

if I don't even
know it exists?

G.D. was working
on invisibility
in the late '90s.

At that point,
the concept was
only theoretical,

but Aluminum-26 was
the key ingredient
in the formula.

After 9/11,
it was shut down

along with miniaturization
and teleportation.

So how do you explain this?
Your theory was correct.

Your thefts and
our thefts are related.

Someone's ignoring the ban
and using AI-26 extracted
from the moon rocks.

So we really are looking
for the invisible man?

Or woman.

In that bag that you found
was a chemical called PCE.

Callie Curie uses PCE
in her dry cleaning formula.

All right.
Maybe it was
stolen from her.

Or maybe she's been using
her business as a cover
for further experiments

for the past seven years.

She was part
of the original
invisibility team.

Hey! Vincent just came by.
He brought me a cappuccino.

So I asked him to make us
baked Alaska tonight
in honor of the expl*si*n.

You don't like
baked Alaska?

What have you been doing
in here, Callie?

Getting out those
stubborn stains.

Is there any chance that
invisibility was the key
to your success?

What are you
talking about?

I know that was the focus
of your research before
you started doing this.

Yeah. It was.

And it wasn't healthy.
It was all I had time for.

That's why
I started doing this.

I wanted a real life,
normal hours.

Maybe a boyfriend.

When the treaty
shut down your project,

did you start this
business so that you could
continue your work?

No. I was relieved
when they shut us down.

It gave me an excuse
to get out.

Look, I may have adapted
some of my research,

but it's all perfectly
safe and legal.

So then it was just
a coincidence that the
day your lab explodes,

my daughter's car
turns invisible
right down the street?

Well, okay. First of all,
are you saying that
someone's actually done this?

Because without a large
amount of Aluminum-26,
that's not possible.

Stolen from the unstable
compounds lab at G.D.,

where you worked
for eight years.

I thought that you were
a better judge of character.

Well, sometimes
I don't like my job.

My G.D. clearance
was revoked when
the treaty was signed,

and I haven't set foot
in that building since.

You don't believe me,
check the security records.

I'm going to need the names
of everybody you worked with
on that team.

I've got
to check them out.

Fine.

Sometimes I don't
like your job either.

We have
trace readings of
radiation everywhere.

Eighteen locations,
no discernable pattern.

Looks like they're using
the air ducts to travel.

Oh, great.
Just what we need.

Airborne intelligent
radioactive life.

From space.

Can we put a bell
on him or something?

Every time we have
a part of it cornered,

it moves like
it knows that
we're chasing it.

Right now the levels
aren't harmful, but
if they get any higher,

I'm going to have
to evacuate the building.
Maybe even the town.

Carter, please tell me
that you have figured out
this invisibility problem.

Tell me about
Frank Phillips.

He's a surveillance
specialist. Why do you
need to know?

I'm confirming
Callie's list.

What was he before?

D.O.D. had me put him
on the invisibility team
for a short while.

Where is he?

He's a CIA
surveillance
specialist.

A spook's spook.
An enigma.

He's so private,
he won't even look
in a mirror.

You can't tell him
I let you in.

Fargo, it's
an official
investigation.

Yeah, but
if he finds out...

Frank Phillips is
the only member

of the original
invisibility team
who still works here.

And the person who
stole Aluminum-26 had
to have G.D. access.

They say he k*lled
a man in Borneo just
to watch him die.

I think you've seen
too many spy movies.

Just unlock the door.

What if he's
in there?

No one's seen him
in two weeks.

Exactly.

What if he's in there
invisible with a poison
blowgun from Borneo, waiting?

Just...

Then he'll
get you first.

Whoa. The guy's been here
for 15 years. You'd think
he'd put a picture up.

He might still be here.

You start
with his computer.

What? Me?

Well, he's already
gonna k*ll you
for opening the door.

Why risk anyone else?

What's supposed
to be in here?

Lincoln would know.

Lincoln...

Lincoln,
the poop guy.

Lincoln,
the poop guy.

Some offices have
a plant guy.
I'm the poop guy.

Not glamorous,
but it's work.

I found an empty cage
in Frank Phillips' office.

My favorite kind.
Yeah?

You have any idea
what was in there?

Mice. Eighteen of them.
Cute white ones.

Not like those rats
they feed all that
artificial sweetener to

to see how long
it would take them
to explode.

Did you say 18?

That's all of them.

Now I never would
have spotted them
without this headgear.

Mind if I keep it?
Yes.

You're welcome.

Well, little white mice,
not little green men.

Alien problem solved,
no extra charge.

These little guys
were the 18 hotspots running
around the building.

Radiation poisoning
will k*ll them
within 24 hours.

How did they
get exposed
to radiation?

I don't know. AI-26 works
as a viral pathogen,

but only subcutaneous
exposure is dangerous.

Frank Phillips must
have used the mice
as test subjects.

But why would he have made
them invisible if he knew
it was going to k*ll them?

Maybe you don't
use AI-26 to make
something invisible.

You use it to make
something come back.

He figured out the
formula for invisibility
but not the reversal.

Well, he must
be desperate
to use AI-26.

He's got
enough experience
to extract it,

but there's no way
he'll find an answer
out there alone.

What's the effect
on humans?

Only subjects with direct
exposure, say, through
an injection, are at risk.

Or a cut on a hand.

So what can we do?

The invisibility formula
att*cks organic cells.

Mice, Carter,
Carter's clothes.

Callie's dry cleaning formula
contains tiny microbes

that continue washing
in between cleanings.

Leave it to Eureka.
And what about the car?

Encased in an organic
polymer wrap,

a kind of super skin
developed in the genetics lab
to help burn victims.

And, apparently,
it's really good
on minor dents and dings.

Henry thinks Carter
got exposed when he cut
his hand on the windshield,

and now it's spreading
through his entire body.

Radioactive
viral pathogen.

From hell.

Did you check on Zoe?

She's fine.
Jo's with her
while you're here.

Okay.

I don't want her
to know, okay?

Not until we fix this.

Jack...

AI-26 radiation,
it's highly toxic
to your system,

and if we can't reverse
the process in 24 hours,

we won't be able
to reverse this at all.

So I'll be invisible forever?

Oh, I'll be dead
and invisible forever.

We'll never make it.
We have 15 hours left.

That's the point.

Anyone could figure this out
if they had all the time
in the world.

How can you be
so cool about this?

I'm not cool, as you've
repeatedly pointed out.

I just know who I am
and what I'm capable of.

Yeah, well, I know
I'll be a lot happier
when Jo gets back

from the hardware store
with those cooling rods.

I think you're
missing the point.

The point?

The point is,
if I don't get straight A's,
I don't get to drive.

I'm talking about
the big picture.

You get distracted
by all the crap.

You can't see what's
right in front of you.

Like what?

Like me.

Think of everything
you've missed because
you made a snap judgment

and decided that
I wasn't your type.

Oh, please. All I've missed
is you telling me
how shallow I am.

And this.

You're not shallow.

You just haven't
explored your depth.

Whoa, no, no, no.

No exploring
on my watch.
We clear?

So how long
has this been going on?

It started
a few hours ago.

We thought maybe
you could help.

What's the rate
of progression?

Faster than
we would like.

Jack?

He'll be
completely invisible
within an hour.

Hi, Callie.

Oh, my God.

If you didn't want
to go out to dinner,
you could have just said so.

If you could work
with Nathan Stark
and Henry Deacon

and help them
figure out how
to reverse it.

And if you could
tell us everything
you know

about a guy named
Frank Phillips.

We called him
Frank the spook.

Very intense.
Not the warm, fuzzy type.

We know that he was CIA,

but what did he have
to do with the original
invisibility team?

The D.O.D. had us
working with the CIA

on finding a way
to make their operatives
truly stealth.

Invisible spies?

We were years away
from human testing, but,
yeah, that was the goal.

I think Frank the spook may
have carried the ball over
the goal line all by himself.

He had the rudimentary
scientific background,

but it's highly unlikely
he could have succeeded
on his own.

We need to find him
and find out what he did,
or else Carter...

Callie, is there anywhere
he used to talk about?

Some place he used to go?

You know, I ran
into him once near
Strawberry Knoll.

And I remember that he had
lots of supplies with him
but no camping gear.

The dog that was barking
at nothing was over
by Strawberry Knoll.

He's going to k*ll me.
I'm going to die.

Wrong direction.
Stop sneaking up
on me like that!

I'm invisible, Fargo.

I thought you were Frank.

Come on. The dog was
barking where we found
the stolen chemicals.

I'm thinking
Frank's hideout has
to be somewhere...

Jack, look out
for the invisible shed.

- Give me those.
- Okay.

That shed's
made out of metal.

Maybe it's covered
in the same stuff that
was on Zoe's car.

Is that
even possible?

Asks the invisible sheriff.

What if he's in there?

There's no one here.

Good. Let's go.
This place is creepy.

You can see all this?

Of course.
Remember, the skin makes the
outside of the shed invisible,

not the inside.

At least we have
all of his research.
Here. Put these on.

Let's go.
Where?

Dogs don't bark
at nothing.

This is where
Zoe had her accident.

Wait, wait, wait.
There's something
right there.

What is it?

It's Frank, isn't it?

Unfortunately.

He's dead?

Pretty much.

Zoe hit him.

Somehow, I don't think
it was a car that k*lled him.

This is really bad.

Carter's completely gone.
We have to help him.

Henry's
finishing the autopsy
on Frank Phillips.

His radiation level
was beyond lethal.

He was definitely
a corpse before
Zoe hit him.

He must have
just dropped dead
at the side of the road.

And what about the formula
that Carter found in the shed?
Can we reverse it?

Callie's working on it.
But unless we find something
in the next few hours...

The radiation exposure
will be just as lethal
as Frank's.

Yeah.
I hate this.

All this technology,
and we can't heal
what really matters.

You know what?
Let's find Fargo.

Let's get the specs
on Zoe's Smart Car.

And tell him we need
14 square feet of his skin.

Okay.

Beginning incision.

This is what's invisible.

It's the car's
organic wrap.

It's a human skin base,
but it absorbs damage

and it heals much faster
than the human body.

A rather brilliant
innovation if I may
say so myself.

Well, let's just hope
it heals fast enough to shed
the radioactive byproducts

once we reverse the
invisibility formula.

Do you think the
data that Carter found
in the shed is accurate?

You know I was there,
too, right?

Frank was close
to figuring it out.

He just had
the ratios wrong.

If he'd just told someone
about this, he might have
made it through.

Well, people get used
to working alone.

It makes it hard
to trust.

So if we're right,
his skin should absorb
the reversal formula.

And with any luck,
the radioactivity of AI-26.

Let's do this.

And now you see it.

Zoe's car's back,
completely normal

after we applied the
invisibility reversal formula
to its organic skin.

Yeah.

Guys, that's just
great, but help me.

God, my hands
are shaking.

Dr. Stark can do it
if you'd like.

No, thank you.
I'm the one who started
working on invisibility.

I should be the one
to finish it.

Guys?

It's not working.

We could try
another piece.
Wait.

Radiation level's
dropping.

Three percent.

Five percent.

Watch. I'll be alive,
but I'll still be invisible.

Twenty percent.

You're going to be fine.

You did it.

We all did it.

Could someone just
finish doing it?

Long night
for everyone, I see.

Hey, Dad.

Did you hear anything
about my car?

Well, we can
see it again.
Mmm.

I was afraid
it was gone for good.

You don't know
the half of it.

Do I even want
to know why
he's in there?

No. Not if you want
a good night's sleep
between now and her wedding.

What happened
to Casper?
Jasper.

Jasper?

Rise and shine,
lover boy.

I don't know.
I guess I just saw
right through him.

The Ro-Boxcar
looks great.

I'm guessing it's going
to be the only thing
I'm driving for a while, huh?

Well, you did
break the rules.

But I should have believed
you that the accident
wasn't your fault.

So...

So I can take
my car out again?

Oh, no, no.
But you can still
be my chauffeur.

Mmm.

I suppose we
have to get this
to school, huh?

No, there's no hurry.
We finished early.

Impressive.

Yeah. It's nice
when you find someone
you click with.

Yeah.

Beverly,
Beverly, Beverly.

She planted this
near Kim's computer
the day of the accident.

It's a re-calibration
device.

It created false readouts
as Kim began the extraction
from the artifact.

Which means someone was
willing to k*ll

to keep us away
from the artifact.

Nathan, I'm gonna
trust you with this.

Check.

Told you you'd be
good at this.

I hope you don't mind
a shallow, hot girl wiping
the floor with you.

I've been waiting
my whole life.

Check.

Hey, sorry I'm late.

Everything okay?

Yeah, just had to take care
of something at work.
Nothing to worry about.

I'll be right with you.
Whoa, Nemo's birthday?

It's for the sheriff.
His one-year anniversary
in Eureka.

He has a thing
for shrimp.

How appropriate.
I can't believe
it's been a year.

Yeah. Seems like 11.

I didn't even remember.

Well, maybe you've been
thinking about something else.

Or maybe I was thinking
about someone else.

Ta da!

Oh, thanks, Vince.

You are very welcome.
Bon appétit.

Thank you.
What is this?

Happy anniversary, Jack.

Thanks, Callie.

That's...

This is really nice.

I don't know about you,

but I can't remember
the last time that
I had a good date.

It's really nice
to find someone
you click with, right?

Crap...

Okay, I am beginning
to think that you are
doing this on purpose.

Yeah. I'm beginning
to think I should.

Cheers.
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