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,
(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 crack 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 Automatic 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 shot.
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?
Oh, Holly.
Okay.
(STAMMERING) Okay.
Get back.
Give me the gun.
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.
Holly, please...
Put down the gun.
(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 threaten 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.