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Terra Nova H.Q., this is Foster. Terra Nova command, copy that.

I just pulled up at communications relay station 19-A.

- Copy that. Commence repair. - Roger that.

Terra Nova Command out.

Smithson, is that you?

You sleeping off another bender in there,

or did you lock yourself in again?

Smithson, wake up.

Smithson?

Terra Nova S01e06 Bylaw

Yeah, it looks pretty straightforward what happened here to me.

Foster made the mistake of leaving the shed door open while he was working.

Must have snuck up behind him. Never saw it coming.

What did it to him?

Nykoraptor. The bite Marks on his torso were a dead giveaway.

They've got three rows of incisors.

Nykos are vicious. Basically two-legged sharks.

Easy with him.

Do they hunt around here?

No, no, not usually. But these Ankylosaur nests...

Their eggs are easy prey.

With easy prey nearby, why'd the Nyko go after a human?

You got an endless supply of chicken...

Doesn't mean you're going to turn your nose up at a bloody rare steak.

Good morning, Josh.

I need to talk to you for a sec about our arrangement.

There's been a complication.

It's about your girl.

Kara?

We had a deal. You told me you could get her here

on one of the next pilgrimages.

Like I said, there's been a complication.

Now if you want me to get her here,

you're going to have to do something.

I'm listening.

You might want a shot of courage first.

Hey.

- Hi. - Good morning.

What brings you to my end of the compound?

Oh, well, Jim asked me

to autopsy this soldier that was killed.

See if anything out of the ordinary turned up.

- I won't distract you. - Okay.

Amazing.

Just amazing.

Ankylosaurus.

Where'd you get it?

In a nest near the scene of the accident.

Oh, wow, looks pretty damaged.

The others had hatched.

This one, unfortunately, didn't make it.

But it is an incredible research opportunity.

I'd say so.

- Hey, babe. - Hey.

Hey, Zoe.

Why aren't you at school?

Well, her teacher sent for me.

Somebody has an earache.

Oh. And yesterday it was your tummy, wasn't it?

I just miss you, mommy.

I know you do, sweetheart,

but school is really important.

Look, I need to just have a quick word with daddy.

So why don't you go and take a look

at some of that cool stuff over there.

Just be careful not to touch anything, all right?

Go on.

The autopsy turn up anything?

Yeah, I was just in the middle of something when you came in.

Great.

So I found two types of blood on Foster's torso.

One was his.

And the second's probably from the Nyko.

Yes, that's what I was thinking.

Hmm, it says the second type of blood came from one of those.

I don't understand.

I think I do.

Malcolm.

What's a Nykoraptor's favorite food?

You're looking at it.

It's a Galesaur. Sort of a prehistoric Turkey.

Why?

I think this was a murder.

Help me out here.

How do you kill a man with a dinosaur?

You trap it somewhere where you know the victim's going to show up.

All you need is the right bait and knowledge of your Vic's schedule.

We found blood from the bait that was used

to lure the Nyko inside the shed.

And the back of that door

was covered in scratches from when it was trying to get out.

We've lost our share of folks,

but never like this.

Not to murder.

Foster was a good soldier.

If somebody killed him, I want to know who.

Find out. Do it quick and do it quiet.

Wash, you're on this with him.

First thing, we should talk to his friends.

A day like today, I think I know where they'll be.

- Boys. - Lieutenant.

Hi, Mr. Shannon.

Hey.

Sorry about Foster.

And I'm sorry to interrupt you guys.

I know this isn't a good time,

but I've got a few questions I need to ask if that's okay?

Sure.

Did Foster get along with everyone in your unit?

Uh, pretty much. Why?

Can you think of anyone who would have wanted to harm him?

Hold on, you're investigating this as a murder or something?

I don't believe this.

You know, Foster was seeing a woman.

- Yeah? What's her name? - I don't know.

None of us do.

He never told us who she is.

Yeah, but he was always up in his bunk

looking at pictures of her on his tag.

I thought they only held personal info and blood type.

Yeah, plus a medical history and a locator.

You're not supposed to, but everyone hacks in

and throws a couple of pictures of loved ones on there.

Maybe some music for when

you're holed up someplace or on a long patrol.

Well, thanks, gentlemen,

- and again, sorry for your loss. - Yeah.

You find it odd that this mystery woman

hasn't stepped forward?

Now you're getting the hang of this.

So let's go take a look at Foster's tag.

Foster's personal effects... Can we, uh, can we see them?

Well, yeah.

Could you get me the deceased's - personal effects, please? - Right away.

Thanks.

What's going on?

Well, Foster had a dog tag...

Be careful! Be, be very careful with that.

Gently, sweetheart.

Sorry.

It's broken.

Are you trying to fix it?

The baby wants to come out.

- My God, it's still alive! - It's unbelievable.

You're going to help it, right?

Um...

Yeah, of course we are, sweetheart, yeah.

- Here you go. - Thanks.

OK.

Foster's personal effects.

Terra's, a flashlight.

But the tag wasn't recovered.

You said it has a locator.

- It's on the move. - Yeah.

A Nyko must have eaten it.

Then we're going to have to go get that Nyko.

Shannon, you copy?

Copy.

You two have eyes on the Nyko?

Negative, sir. We lost it. Stand by.

Contact! Eyes on target, 9:00!

20 meters!

Good. Flank him to the right.

Swing him back towards me.

Coming your way.

All right, up ahead is the choke point.

It dead-ends in dense forest.

Force it into the shooting gallery.

We got you now.

Anybody got a visual?

No joy, sir.

All right, just so we're clear...

We're not killing this thing, right?

No need. Whatever we get out of its belly,

we're going to obtain on site.

Lieutenant Washington there is about the finest combat medic

I've ever had the pleasure to be stitched up by, isn't that right, lieutenant?

If you say so, sir.

How many stitches you put in my side that time?

- 67, sir. - Yeah.

Where'd it go?

How long can he stay up there?

You got somewhere you need to be, lieutenant?

I'd love not to be here when the sun sets.

How long can he stay up there?

- We got him. - Open him up.

This was the bait.

Ugh.

And, uh,

this is what else he ate when he was in the shed.

And here's what we came for.

Foster's tag.

It's pretty banged up.

There he is,

and he's with a woman,

but I don't think I know her.

We can run a facial rec against our database.

Damn it to hell.

It's okay, sir. I recognize her.