Containment

Over the last 16 days, you have been misled.

The Syrian national Sayid Nassir was not patient zero.

This virus was created by a scientist

named Dr. Victor Cannerts.

How could she do this to me?

We're up against a woman who just threw the only doctor

with a hope of finding a cure under a triple-decker bus!

How do you think we'll fare?

Somebody's got to put a bullet in the man's head.

You and your guys can be first in line for a vaccine.

I'm nowhere near having a vaccine, and you know it.

I said you were working on one.

That's the only reason I'm protecting you.

He's the reason I'm sick.

Cinco, Cinco. Stay away from my brother!

We should, uh, disinfect your cut again.

How's it looking? Not so great, Bertie.

Cannerts didn't create this thing.

You set Henry Burns up with a new facility

to recreate the virus.

God knows how many people are dead,

all because you kept going,

putting the entire world at risk. What can I say, Lex?

Guilty as charged.

Jana, what are you doing here?

Escaping the Cordon.

Meese has a way to get out.

I'm here to see if you'll take two more.

I promised your mom I'd get you out.

And I think this is the way.

There was a breach of the Cordon.

The escapee made it to the DMZ before he was caught.

We can't let our guard down now.

No one in, no one out.

You coming?

No, but he is.

It's time to start your quarantine.

Everyone follow me.

: ...tunnel 0-1-8.

We're a go.

Fire in the hole!

Explosives are not the answer

for preventing the escape attempts.

Sealing the manhole covers, setting the DMZ,

that was bad enough.

What about the people inside?

What if there's someone down there

when the explosives go off?

My men haven't seen any movement or sign of life

since the escapee was shot two days ago.

Look, Lex, we're proceeding methodically.

Shutting down one tunnel sector at a time.

Any possible escape route will be neutralized by day's end.

Major Carnahan.

OPS wants to talk with you. Immediately.

Internal affairs?

Quarantine's up.

Everyone all right?

Nobody's sick?

How's the baby?

We're fine. She's fine.

All right, now you give me the rest of the payment.

Then we'll go into the tunnel.

We meet our contact at 2:30.

Uh, what?

You paid half.

Now's the time to pay the other half.

That's not what we agreed on.

We pay when we get out.

It's my escape plan, my rules.

It's only your escape plan if we get out safely.

Unless you don't think we're actually gonna get out safely,

in which case, why the hell are we doing this?

Fine, but I'm still calling the shots.

Now, let's hurry.

All right then.

Here we go.

I must declare the virus as highly contagious

and fatal in 100% of its victims.

I recommend we institute

a cordon sanitaire to contain the spread of the virus.

What I need is the truth.

We are in the middle of the damn hot zone.

Jana! If we let anyone out, we're risking the lives

of everyone in this city.

Dr. Cannerts?

Trey, have you seen Cannerts?

Trey?

Hey, what's going on?

He's fixing Cinco.

Dr. Cannerts, what are you doing?

I'm drawing the antiserum from Thomas's blood,

mixing it with interferon,

and introducing it into Cinco's bloodstream in real time.

The combination creates a drug cocktail that could save him.

Thomas, you're okay?

I'm okay.

Shut it down. No.

He's hurting the kid. You're hurting him.

I don't care.

My brother needs it.

I'm monitoring the boy closely.

Once I mix the next vial, we've got what we need.

Thomas is doing great.

He's really helping.

Last vial, that's it.

Hang in there, Thomas.

This is what superheroes do, right?

That's right, buddy.

How does this feel?

It still hurts, Bert.

I'm feeling a bit dizzy, and my stomach aches.

I'm gonna go out and search for more medicine.

No, Bert, it's too dangerous out there.

Besides, you can barely walk yourself.

Bert.

Not another word.

And I'll pick up a split of champagne

and a dozen oysters on my way back as well.

How is he?

He's resting.

He's fine.

Risking a kid's life to save a thug.

Doc, what's going on?

He's crashing!

Get in there and fix it!

Get the kid, Doc!

No! No more Thomas!

It's too late for that!

I'll try more Interferon.

Hang on there, Cinco! Cinco!

He's not responding. Cinco!

Come on.

Through here.

These tunnels were laid out on a grid.

We keep moving north until we pass the Cordon boundary.

There's a manhole just outside the Cordon.

We wait for my contact there.

Okay.

Sooz, you okay?

I knew what this was gonna be before I came down here.

I'll be fine.

Must be outside the Cordon.

Probably maintenance.

Seemed a lot closer than that.

I need to speak to the rest of the group.

Privately. About what?

About whether you're the right guy to get us out of here.

Knock yourself out.

Okay.

So, normally we'd weigh out risk

versus reward,

but everything is unknown, everything is risky.

Okay, so,

we're weighing the risks

down here versus the risks of the Cordon.

We can go back.

We really can.

We'd like to keep going.

Keep trying to get our baby out.

All right, so we continue on.

Lex Carnahan,

I never expected to see you under investigation.

And yet you called me in.

I don't remember getting your name.

Blake.

And, Lex, I'd like to look at this as a conversation

between coworkers.

We want the truth to emerge,

and I would imagine you want that, too.

We want the same thing.

And your cronies watching

from that camera in the ceiling, they want

the same thing, too?

Yes. Yes,

they do.

And what we all want is to try to ascertain

who facilitated the breach

of one of the sealed manhole covers

to allow the escape attempt two days ago.

Coordination is taking place from someone on the Force.

So you're accusing me.

You did try to break in, didn't you?

Word is you tried to reach your... girlfriend inside.

Look, I'm not the criminal here.

From where I'm sitting, this looks bad.

I'm trying to help you.

No, you're trying to nail me with something I didn't do.

Are you placing me on a code 16 hold?

Not yet.

But I'd sure love to continue this conversation.

Walking out on OPS

never looks good.

From one coworker to another,

if you're not forcing me to stay,

then this conversation is over.

I'm gonna make you suffer.

Break it up!

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Let me go.