05x10 - The Honeymooners

[bunniefuu]

CARTER: Previously on
Eureka...

I think I need to
go away for a while.

Boo!

Eh! Holly!
Did I scare you?

You're out.
And you're here.

ZANE: She's dying again.

Gentlemen.

Uh-huh.

Henry and Zane think
this bio-printer thing

could actually
print you a body.

Marry me, Jack.
Right now.

I think she might like
a ring at some point.

ALLISON: Cancun?

CARTER: No.

Bali.
No.

(GASPS) It's Fiji,
isn't it?
(CHUCKLING)

You'll see. You'll see.

Oh, my God.
I can't believe
you planned this.

Yeah, I am awesome.

So, is it, like,
right on the water?

Ah. Only steps away.

Jack, the airport
is the other way.

I know.

We're here.

We're where?

Our honeymoon cottage.

Huh?

It's great, huh?

Surprise!

Uh, Jack, you said
we were going somewhere
private and romantic.

Yeah. And it's just
10 minutes out of town.

(CHUCKLES) Okay, Jack.
Seriously, what is this?

This is our home
away from home.

I guess it was
Sheriff Cobb's cabin,

and I got it, apparently,
when I got the job.

I haven't had occasion
to use it until now, but...

I thought we were going
to a resort in Fiji.

Well, I heard that
you love my rugged
everyman quality.

I don't remember
saying rugged.

But this definitely is.

I know it needs some work,

but I've been
fixing it up,
and I want you

to choose the details.

(CHUCKLES) Wait.

So, you want me to work
on my honeymoon?

(CHUCKLES)
No. It's nesting.

I also brought wine
and, and champagne,

and a gourmet gift
basket from Vincent.

It's... It's, uh...

It's going to be fun.

You put a lot of thought
into this, didn't you?

I did.
(BELT CLASPS)

Yeah.

Look, Allie, um...

My first marriage failed

because I didn't
put down roots.

I'm not going to
let that happen again.

And this...

Oh.

...is how we're
going to build

our future.

Jack.

(SIGHS)

They're perfect.

A trip lasts a week.

This is going to
last a lifetime.

I guess Fiji can wait.

FARGO: Better speak up now
if you want anything changed.

Oh, I'm not picky.

Two arms, two legs...

A face would be nice.

Oh, your face is the last
thing to get bio-printed.

So, Holly's Z-waves
will act as a bridge

from her neural pattern
on the memory lattice

to the photonic
microprocessor
in her new brain.

And as soon as the
body's complete,

then we can
start the transition.

Yes. But once we begin,
we can't reverse the process

or we'll lose what's
left of Holly for good.

Well, then,
it has to work.

Grace, thanks again
for being here.

We couldn't have
done this without you.

How could I stay away?

Well, you know, when you
transfer someone's
digital consciousness

to an organic form,
you get the expert.

Now, me?

Um... I'm just
glad you're home.

Me, too.

HENRY: Holly? Fargo?
We're almost there.

One body, coming up.

I'll take mine
well done, please.

What do you think?

It's...

Me.

(COUGHS)

CARTER: So.

It's got character.

Right? I mean,
you see the potential.

I see moss.

And that scrapes right off.
Here. Come here.

I want you to choose
a color for the main room.

Are there other
rooms to paint?

Not yet, no. But we
can expand, eventually.

Jack.

This place is charming.

(CHUCKLES) Really.

But I think it might be
easier if we
started from scratch.

You want to tear it down?

Listen, the engineers
at G.D., they can design

a pop-up cabin to our
exact specifications.

No paint required.

Yeah, but where's
the romance in that?

I want us to polish
this diamond in the rough,
with our bare hands.

(SIGHS)

What is it?

Okay, well, can I
at least get some

gloves or a hazmat suit?

(GIGGLING)
Great. Yes. Great.
And you know what?

If you use
your imagination...

See, this place

is a palace.

I mean, if, if you
can look past the...

Oh! Oh! Ah!

(CHUCKLING) Are you...

You need any help,
Your Highness?

You okay?
(CHUCKLES)
Yeah. No, yeah.

It's a safe.

Wow. Buried treasure.

Great. Now, we can
buy a new floor.

Yeah. Let's cr*ck
this puppy open.

Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho.

Yeah, that's, uh,
really high tech.

Oh, I don't need high tech.
I'm old school.

Jack, it's titanium.
That's not going to work.

Oh!

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, good job,
Old School.

I was just marveling
at the significance of
what we are attempting.

Holly is a one
in a billion.

Like Henrietta Lacks
and the discovery of
the immortal HeLa cell.

I mean,

we are about to give her

new life.
ZANE: Now, I'm nervous.

Good. You should be.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

So. Shall we?

Okay.

(CONSOLE BEEPS)

Holly, we're ready
whenever you are.

This is it.

Doug, what if
it doesn't work?

This could be sayonara.

Adios. The end.

It won't be.

We still have so much
to do together.

Go to Alaska and see
the northern lights.

Go to CERN and make fun
of their tiny little
Hadron Collider.

Can't miss that.
No.

We're going
to do it all.

Trust me.

Okay. I'm ready.

Activating transfer.

(WHISPERS) See you
on the flip side.

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

(CRACKLING WINDING DOWN)

Transfer's complete.

She's in there.

The brain stem
is non-responsive.

Cardiac muscles, too.

Guys? What's going on?

Just hang on, Fargo.

We're just waiting for her
systems to integrate.

No. No, no.
Something's wrong.

Put her back in
the memory lattice.

That's not possible now.

What?

(FLAT LINING)

No.

Holly.

Come back!

Holly!

Holly.

Clear the interface.
Restore her neural pattern.

Fargo, I already told
you we can't do that.

Just do something.

I don't know
what went wrong.

Holly's consciousness
definitely downloaded.

I promised her
I'd keep her safe.

I told her to trust me.

You can't just be gone.

I am so sorry.

(GASPS)

(CRACKLING)

Show-off.
You're welcome.

What, no jewels?

No, just a...

Stack of old paperwork.

Hmm.

These look like
old case files.

Well, why would
Sheriff Cobb have
them locked up here

instead of at
the office?

Maybe he wanted
to keep them private.

You know, if you want
to go back to town

so you can review
those files, I would
completely understand.

Nice try.

They've been stashed
away here for years.

I'm sure they'll be
fine for another week.

All right.
Deputy?

These are yours.

We're officially
off the grid.

No problem, Sheriff.

Rest assured, Jo and I have
everything under control.

You just turn off
your PDAs,

lock the door, and well...

Enjoy the rest
of your honeymoon.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(LIGHTNING CRACKLING)

Thanks, Andy.

I'll see you in a week.
Okay.

(SIGHS)

So, where were we?

Yes! Wow, that was
such a rush. Oh.

Do I sound funny?
These lips feel weird.

Am I talking too much?
I am, aren't I?

Oh. Now, it's awkward.

(CHUCKLES)
You sound great.

But you're all
just staring.

Uh... We're just not
used to seeing you alive.

I'm not used to
being alive. Whoa.

I'm, I'm tingling.
Is that normal?

Oh, Holly, there is
nothing about this
that is normal.

Oh. It is amazing.

Look. Fingers,
toes, a nose...

Wait, wait, wait.

Someone had bacon
and waffles for breakfast.

Ooh. Ooh. I want some.

No, no, no.
There's plenty of time
for waffles, all right?

We need to take
things slowly here.

You're like a newborn.
You need to give your body
systems time to acclimate.

Okay.
Plus we haven't

prepared the town
for your change in
corporeal circumstances.

Ah, yes. Don't want
to spook the villagers.

You guys, I don't...
I don't know what to say.

It hardly seems
enough, but, um...

Thank you.

From the bottom of
my brand new heart.
Thank you. Thank you.

(CHUCKLING)

Doug?

Are you okay?
You haven't said a word.

Uh, why don't we, um,
double-check her diagnostics?

What's wrong?

Do I not look
like myself?

No, you...

You look perfect.

I just can't believe
you're here.
I mean, for real.

Whoa. Be careful.

I can do it.

Oh.
No, I've got you.

Yeah. You do.

What case files?

They were locked away.
Hidden in Sheriff Cobb's
old cabin.

That's weird, because
we kept all active
cases in the office.

Well, maybe he was afraid
that someone would find out.

Find out what?

Sheriff Cobb
was investigating

the formation of an
espionage consortium
right here in Eureka.

Spies?

I mean, um...

Vinspresso?

No, uh, thanks.

Police matter, Vin.

Mmm.

Right.

Let me see.
Okay.

Exciting stuff,

but this just
scratches the surface.

I checked out all of
other Jo's case files when
we jumped into this timeline,

and I... She made no mention
of this investigation.

Obviously,
it was top secret.

But maybe you can
solve the case now.

We already did.

Beverly Barlowe
was the spy.
Case closed.

Maybe.

But Sheriff Cobb suspected
a spy consortium.

So, yes,
Beverly Barlowe is gone.

But...

Who was she
working with? Huh?

There's only one
way to find out.

CARTER: This is great.

But I think we're going
to need more buckets.

No, we need
a new roof.

Yeah, well, it's on
the to-do list.

Oh, oh, oh. I forgot.

What?
I forgot.

Ha!
Ha!

Uh, I think we're going
to need something

a little more heavy
duty than lipstick.

It's not lipstick.
It's a COPA-Cabana.

Really? I thought, I was
hoping we'd be in more of
a Barry White sort of mood.

No, Jack. It's a Compact
Portable a*t*matic Cabana.

I packed it so that we
could use it on the beach.

No. No Al furniture.

I saw Fargo once almost
get swallowed by his MU-Tent.

So, I think, I think...
I've got this covered.

Yeah. I'm going with this.

No, no, no, no.
I can fix this.

This is a T-A-R-P.
Tarp, right?

And if we tack this up
above our little
love nest, we will be fine,

and this won't
devour you whole.

Yeah. If you want any
devouring in your future,

I would hurry up, Sheriff.

Where's my hammer?

Sheriff Cobb was
definitely onto something.

Beverly Barlowe
is his star suspect.

Well, what about
the other names?

I cross-referenced
all the G.D. Employees
with his investigation,

and they've either
already left Eureka
or been redacted.

Well, maybe it really is
a closed case, after all.

Uh...

Not yet.

So, are you
ready for me?

CARTER: I'm ready.

Hi.

Well, this wasn't
exactly what I pictured
for our honeymoon,

but I do like the
sound of the rain.

Mmm-hmm.

This isn't such
a bad place.

It has potential.

(CREAKING)

(BOTH GASP)

Whoa!

(ALLISON SCREAMS)

Oh, oh, oh.
Baby, are you okay?

I'm okay.

Here, take...

Well, you said
you liked the rain.

This body is super bendy.

Yeah, I can see that.

Um, and you should
probably start referring
to it as my body.

Oh. Right.

I'm just glad all
my parts are working.

Test my grip.

Can you feel it?

Oh, I can feel it.

Excellent.

How about this?

Lips definitely working.

We should make sure.
Just in case.

(SHUSHING)

What's wrong?
Quiet, quiet,
quiet. Quiet, quiet.

They're listening.

Who?

Them.

They trapped us in
a computer construct.

No. No, Holly.

Not anymore. We got out.
All of us. Remember?

No, you just
think you did.

None of this is real.

Doug.

We have to get
out of here.

(ALLISON GROANS)

Well, we're still here.

Yeah. And...

It looks like it
stopped raining.

Yay.
Yay.

Oh, I know it was
a rough night,

but the sun is out.
It's a new day.

What do you say we...

We make some
breakfast in bed
and just start over?

I'll make
some coffee.
Okay.

Wow.

(CREAKING)

(GIGGLES)

There's, uh...

There's no water.

What? The...

(CREAKING)

Oh, the storm must have
clogged the pump.

Ah, yeah.
So, no coffee.
No shower.

Don't worry.
I'll fix it.
Okay.

I'll fix it.

(SIGHS)

FARGO: She doesn't remember
what happened last night.

I put her to
bed, finally,

and she woke up,
back to normal.

Normal?

Dude, she has a serious case
of the munchies right now.

But I guess
that stands to reason,

because she's been through
some pretty extreme
experiences lately.

So, there's bound
to be some confusion. But...

No, no. It was
more than that.

She really believed we
were still in virtual Eureka.

Mmm.
God, I missed
Vincent's food.

Is there anything
better than eating
when you have a body?

Well, oh, well,
except for, you know...

Now it's awkward.

So, when can
I get out of here?

Let me just tell you,

there is nothing like dying,
to make you hungry to live.

Uh, we'll get you out
of here as soon as we can.

We just want to make
sure that you're okay.
Mmm.

Why don't you...

Okay, that's...

I'm afraid to let her leave
before we know she's stable.

All right. Well,
let's help with the
transition, then. Um...

Why don't you bring in
some of her favorite things?

Uh, some music, photos,
your dorky little D&D game.

That is not dorky.

Really? Yeah,
it is, actually.

Whatever. It will help
her feel comfortable.

Holly?

Hmm?

I'll be back in a bit.

Oh, oh.

Bring me some chocolate.

Where did you get this?

Sorry, Henry.
It's classified.

On the down low.

(CHUCKLES) I see.

Do you know
what it is?

Looks like a
data storage device.

Old design.
I tell you what, um,

why don't I, uh,

scan it and get
some specs?

Thanks.

So, uh, it must be nice
to have Grace back in town.

Yeah. You have no idea.
(BEEPS)

Whoa. That was quick.

Huh.

It's made of lithium
niobate crystal

for an optical data
storage system.

Optical data?

Hologram.

(GASPS) Maybe they
used the disks
for secret communiques.

They?

Uh...

For example.

You really need
an off-switch.

What's going on, Jo?

We think we may
have uncovered

evidence of possible
espionage in Eureka.

Really?

Ready for a round
of D&D?

Holly?

Oh, no.

Hey, there.

Hey.
You left early.

Yeah. I promised
Jo that I would,

uh, get, uh,
this up and running.

What does she
want with that?

Well, she's come into
possession of a old
optical data disk

and she needs
something to play it on.

Really?
Mmm.

Apparently, it was part
of an unsolved investigation
by Sheriff Cobb.

He, uh, suspected
spies among us.

But that would have
been, like, years ago.

Yeah, but considering
our recent experience

with Beverly Barlowe
and Senator Wen,

espionage is still
something that we need
to take seriously.

Oh, of course. I...

So, um, I guess you are
just too busy, then,
to have breakfast with me.

Um... It has been years.

And I've missed

oh-so-many breakfasts.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Yeah, it looks like the
pump jobbie is just,
uh, jammed up by the...

Freaking sticky thing.

Uh, Jack, let me call
the engineering lab.

They can install a portable
solar shower by lunch.

Allie. I don't need
a PhD to fix this.

Couldn't hurt.

Okay.

You know what?
I'm your better half now.

Or, at the very least,
your other half,

and I think
you should let me...

Protect and
provide a little.

Like...

This.

(CHUCKLES)
Oh, I'm impressed.

That's nothing.

Oh. I feel better already.

Oh.

Mmm.

Great, Jack.

(SPUTTERING)

(SHRIEKING)

Jack!

Allie?

Jack.

G.D. Is huge.
Holly could be anywhere.

Jo and Andy
are on their way.

People are going
to freak if they see her
back from the dead.

It's Global Dynamics.
They've seen worse.

I never should have
left her alone.

Fargo, we'll find her.
Let's just split up.

We can cover more
ground that way. All right?

(SIGHS)

This hard drive hasn't
been used for years.

I'm not quite sure
what kind of image
we're going to get.

Let's give it a sh*t.

This is so exciting.
Who's it going to be?

At ease, Deputy.

All right.
Here we go.

Can you make it
any clearer?

Well, I can try.

(DISTORTED VOICE)

Henry.
Oh!

Jo thought it was
a cold case,
but now, it's red hot.

Henry Deacon's
restoring the evidence,
and once that happens...

Vincent?

Excuse me.

What are you doing?

I heard there was
a spy among us.

Would you keep it down?

This is an active
investigation.

Is it true that when
Henry repairs the disk,

you'll expose the spy who
sabotaged the hard drive?

Where are you
getting this?

I am the eyes
and ears of this town.

And the mouth, apparently.

Jo, the people have
a right to know.

(CROWD CHATTERING)

I have to get
back to G.D.

You, zip it!

Wow. At least we
got you cleaned up.

Right? And Vince
has outdone himself.

He's got homemade croissants,
he's got champagne,

he's got some sort of seafood
something or other. It's...

Sounds delicious.
Bring it on.

I'm famished.

Or...

We catch our breakfast.

What?

Doesn't that
sound like fun?

Huh? I saw a reel
and a rod in the shed.

(CHUCKLES) Now,
you want to fish?
Sure.

I saw a bush.
We could get the berries.

We could make jam.

Jack, I am
tired and hungry.

Do not play with me.

The seal

on the food was

not air-tight.

(CHUCKLING)

Ants?

A few.

Thousand.

You know what?

That's it.
I'm done.
Allie.

Jack. I mean, really.

Really. Because I know
that this is what you want.

But this is our honeymoon.

Did you ever even
stop and consider
what I wanted?

Of course. You wanted
a romantic getaway.

No, I want a roof.
I want running water,

maybe even room service.

I don't know,
call me superficial.

I don't think that's
unreasonable to ask.

No, it's not unreasonable.
It's just not me.

Well, this isn't me.

Jack, this place
is unbearable.

You know, I know you want
to keep it old school.

Fine.

But I'm
dropping out.

You can't drop out
of our honeymoon.

This isn't our honeymoon.
This is a disaster.

You're right.

It is.

I'm going to
call a travel agent.

Okay?

I'm... I'm going to book us
some place tropical.

With room service
and no ants.

All I was trying to do
was do something romantic,

and nothing turned out
the way that I wanted.

I know you did, honey.
I know you tried.

(CELL PHONE CHIMING)

I've got 40 messages.

From the kids?
No.

People in town.

Something about
exposing a spy.

What spy?

I think we missed something.

Oh, Henry.
Hey, sweetheart.

Um, I was looking for you.
Do you need some help?

What, is something wrong?

Grace.

(SIGHS)

You weren't
restoring the data.

JO: No.

I told Vincent to
spread the word

to encourage
whoever did this

to try to
finish the job.

Well, um...

This doesn't
look good, does it?

Come with me.

(SIGHS)

Hey, uh, I just
heard about Grace.

Jack, um...

Your honeymoon.

Not as devastating
as this, but close.

Uh... Are you okay?

No.

She didn't protest.
She didn't even
try to explain.

That she was involved
with Beverly and Senator Wen?

(SIGHS) I don't know. I mean,

I came back from 1947
married to a woman that...

That I didn't know.

Yeah, but a spy?

I mean, you really
think she'd betray her
friends and colleagues?

Well, think about it.
The way she left town
after the Astraeus was found,

saying that she was so upset?

I don't know.

(SIGHS)

I don't know
what to think.

Sorry.

Mmm. Me, too.

Holly, where are you?

Doug?

Holly?

What you doing
back there?

I was looking for you.

I don't know what's
happening to me.

We're going to fix it.

But I can't tell what's
real and not real anymore.

Hey. This is real.

I'm real.
And I promise...

You're going to be fine.

Is it true?

In this town,

what's true can be
a very tricky concept.

How could you?

Henry is in shock.

I mean, all this time,
we're looking
for Beverly, and...

So was I.
It's why I left.

Do you know
where she is?

No.

I mean, did you help her
hijack my brain?

Did you help her set up
the abduction of the
Astraeus and the crew?

No.

(SIGHS)

I thought that I'd missed

four years of my life.

That I'd lost Jack
and the kids to Jo.

And you knew?
Allison,

I didn't know anything.

Oh, my God.

(SIGHS)

I wish that I could
believe you.

Hmm.

I want to speak
to my husband.

(BEEPING)

Uh, you're doing
great, Holly.

Can you just hang
tight for one minute?

Sure, Zane.

If that's who
you really are.

Um,

it's a synaptic disorder.

Her neurotransmitters
are degrading.

No chance she just
needs time to adjust?

The biochemical structure
of her brain will
keep on breaking down.

If we wait,

she could lose touch
with reality for good.

So, what do we do?

We run the neural
transfer again.

But you said we can't.

Well, we can't
reverse the process,

but now that her
neural pattern has been
coded in her body,

we can try and reboot her.

Hey. I just heard.

(WHISPERS) How is she?

Well, she's alive.

For now.

I can't believe
she's actually here.

But she's slipping away.

Yeah, but not
if I can help it.

Fargo,

let me try.

Okay.

CARTER: Can I say hello?

Yeah. Maybe a familiar
face would help.

It's okay.

You okay?

No?

You okay?

(GASPS)
How are you doing?

How are you doing?

Oh, Holly.

Okay.

(STAMMERING) Okay.

Get back.

Give me the g*n.

Holly.

You can trust me.

Not this time.

Holly,

Sheriff Carter would
never hurt you.

He already did.
He's a bad man.

No, not bad.
I'm a good man.
A good...

No!

You're... He's trying
to fool us.

Like the rest of them.

No. No, no, no, no.
Holly, he's real.

All the NPCs are gone now.

They're not.
You'll see.

They're coming for us.

But I'm on to you.

(CLICKS)

FARGO: Holly.
Easy.

Easy.

Holly, please...

Put down the g*n.

(SOBS)

I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Help her.

You're doing
the right thing.

I hope so.

You're giving her
a chance at a real life.

You ready?
No.

But do I have
a choice?

Her BP's dropping.
Her pulse ox, too.

She can get through.

Zane, it's too
much for her.
Shut it down.

We have to
see it through.

(WHIMPERING)

She's stabilizing.

What now?

Now, we wait to see who
she is when she wakes up.

You came back.

(SIGHS)

You're my wife.

I'm sorry you
found out this way.

I never wanted you
to find out at all.

Grace,

you've got to help me.
I mean...

How did you even
get involved?

It doesn't,
It doesn't matter now.

No, it does matter to me.

I mean, I... You have to
tell me what happened.

Were you coerced?
Did Beverly's people
thr*aten you?

No.

No. I...

There was a time when
I believed in their
mission to monitor G.D.

But when their tactics
became destructive, I quit.

While you were stealing
classified information.

After sharing
information years ago.

Yeah, but who knows
what Beverly took

and adapted to
steal the Astraeus?

I mean, you saw what
it did to those people.

I was Captain of that ship.

Those people were
my crew, Henry.

Because Senator Wen
appointed you.
No.

I had no idea that
she was working with Beverly,

much less what
they were planning.

Then who else
was involved?

There was someone
on that disk that
you tried to destroy.

And I can restore it.

Henry, please.
Don't do that.

Why?

Who are you protecting?

You.

You introduced me
to Beverly Barlowe.

We both shared classified
information together.

You taught me
everything I know.

HOLLY: I have to write
about this for the
G.D. Archives,

but I need a good title.

How about
"The Second Coming
of Holly Marten?"

Or is it the third?

Nah, that sounds pretentious.

And borderline offensive.

I'll stick with
something scientific.

Oh. Hey, sleepyhead.

It's about time
you woke up.

How are you?

Fully present
and accounted for.

ZANE: Her vitals are strong.

Neurotransmitters
are healthy.

There's no signs
of degeneration.

She's back.

Well, when can she
get out of here?

Soon. But let's
just lay low

and make sure everything's
still working properly.

All right?

I know one thing
that's working properly.

Amen for that.

Why in the world would
you come back to
the house of horrors?

(CHUCKLES)

Well, given what the
other couples in town
are going through,

this didn't look half-bad.

Are you kidding?
It was fully awful.

True.

But...

I look at what Fargo was
willing to do for Holly

and what Henry is going
through for Grace.

And what you
tried to do for me.

And all I could think is

that any place is
the right place,
as long as I'm with you.

I've got
a surprise for you.

Oh, no, no, no.
No more surprises.

It's... I'm going
to be installing
a solar-heated shower.

I know, it's a
little high tech,

but I think it's good.

Okay. Well, as long
as we don't lose the
rugged everyman quality.

You know how
much I love that.

I do, I do.
I think we're fine,

because this roof isn't
going to fix itself.

Well, then, I better go
strap on my tool belt
so I can help you.

Although, wait.
There is one thing you
have to promise me.

Next trip,

Fiji.

Okay.