Scorpion

IED. Pulse 168 and thready.

BP 74 over palp, multiple shrapnel wounds to abdomen.

Two large bore IVs with normal saline wide open.

Any more on the way? No. His partner was KIA.

Tim Armstrong! I need you to fight

to stay with us, you hear me? Yes, sir.

Let's establish a hemostatic field.

And I want two units of blood.

Give me a scalpel...

("The Devastator" by Stormy plays)

You must be my new trainee.

Yes, sir. For the commute.

Dark and sweet. You did your homework.

Let's see if it carries over.

You can brief me on the new case on the way.

I'm excited to work with a team of geniuses.

What are they like?

They're unique.

I don't know. I don't think he's trying.

I'm tired. It's my second song.

Uh, the agreement was three songs.

Just dance, monkey.

Oh, a ten-year-old just called you a monkey.

Life working out how you planned?

Truth or Dare is the closest I can get to gambling.

I need the rush.

Sylvester.

I have your paperwork.

So, the contract you signed for the game show auditions

have language on the back called, um, "boilerplate."

I know what boilerplate is.

Why does it seem like you've just recently learned the term?

Well, it's been a while

since I looked at some of my old law books.

They are full of information.

Anyway, the point is,

they have the right to refuse you from being on the show.

Like casinos can keep out card counters for being too good.

Mom, we dared Toby to dance.

Great. Well, maybe you can dare him

to turn in his case summaries on time.

I just can't believe they'd play this dirty.

Well, it's not the first time

that the mentally-enabled got hoodwinked

for believing everyone's as straightforward as we are.

Ostracized for being too smart.

You know, it's Mensa all over again.

You've been discriminated against before

for being a genius?

Uh, sort of. Picked on.

Treated different. Shut out.

But not "discriminated against."

Ahem. Who here has the law degree?

I hope that was rhetorical.

Uh, actually, I have it right here.

Ah, Americans with Disabilities Act

prevents you from being discriminated against

because you're physically different.

Is that the spirit of that statute?

Hep! Who here has a law degree?

He is being denied simply because

his brain is different than most people.

Same reason why I couldn't get a license to operate a crane.

What now? Anyway...

let's forget the contract claims.

If the Megan Dodd Pediatric Wing is going to be a reality

I'm gonna have to lean on these fat cats to give in

or face the consequences.

They'll have to watch your commercial on a loop?

Sticks and stones may break my bones,

but then... I get to sue you.

Client, I'll be back with good news.

Not sure how good a lawyer he is.

Me neither. But he's so enthused.

Toby, you might want to take your bra off.

Cabe's trainee arrives today.

Why would I do anything for that jerk?

Jerk? You haven't met him.

We know his type... Prom king, football star...

You have to stop hacking people's records.

He's the type of guy

who would put your head in a toilet and then flush it.

A practice known as a swirly.

The kind of jerk that would dog on the only girl in shop class.

Only a madman would do that.

You are brilliant and perfect.

Okay, what did I say about talking to me like that at work?

Not to. WALTER: You need more

than a high school degree when evaluating someone.

Thank you, Walter.

So I pulled his college record.

And we're back to normal.

Chess team captain, Division 3 Collegiate Geography Bee...

Oh!

This guy knows his nation-states.

There's a big gap in his history.

It's a total black hole.

You're threatened by an intern.

You know what, in a few weeks

he'll move on to a different division of Homeland.

: The efficient move is to accept him as part of the team.

You'll barely notice him.

Team Scorpion.

Meet my new trainee, Tim Armstrong.

Hello, I am, uh, thrilled to be here.

Well, hi, um... welcome aboard.

Thank you.

Um, you got a little bit on your...

I think they noticed him.

Thanks for letting me borrow your new car.

Rides like a dream.

Um, Tim, I'm Walter O'Brien. Hi.

This is Sylvester Dodd, Toby Curtis... Dr. Curtis.

Paige Dineen, her son Ralph, and Happy Quinn.

Happy, I read up on the micro jack device

that you designed to save

that kid in the sinkhole... That was brilliant.

Um... thank you.

Uh, yeah, I-I-I actually helped her build that.

I'm her boyfriend.

Cool.

Camp Hasley, the only permanent U.S. military base

in the continent of Africa,

located in Djibouti. Strategically located

between the Red Sea and the Gulf of Aden. Tim?

The open water and flat terrain

permit for unencumbered sound wave travel.

Our mission is to install a newly developed audio

surveillance system. With the base's

proximity to lawless regions on the continent

and the Arabian peninsula...

The base could pick up on terrorist chatter.

Yes. From incredible distances.

Now, the tech's so powerful it can hear conversations

from hundreds of miles away, then dig out

that specific frequency amidst all the audio clutter

so that we can hear it clear as day.

That's impressive but a basic setup.

Any decent audio engineer could do this. So why us?

The Feds want it properly installed,

and they want it installed yesterday.

They know we're good and fast,

and they're willing to pay you for it.

Whew. Guess we're going to Africa.

You know, we like to learn about the people

we're working with, Timothy. 'Cause we're like a family

here at Scorpion.

There's a chunk missing from your online history. Toby...

No. It's a...

valid question.

I was a SEAL.

I did some top secret missions.

Last year, I caught some shrapnel,

some of which is still lodged in my lower back.

So the Navy medically discharged me,

and I'm appealing their decision.

If I don't win,

then I figured that Homeland would be

another option for me to serve my country.

Now, I requested Scorpion detail

because I've read about all of you.

And... you're amazing.

Now, hopefully I can learn something being here,

despite the fact that your intelligence

has me completely intimidated.

Well, he's telling the truth.

We are amazing.

Tim,

let me show you around. Yes, sir.

He seems okay.

Well, that was an act. What?

I profiled him. He's clean.

Luckily, he's just a trainee.

Unbelievable.

Walter,

a guy comes in with Channing Tatum's body

and Mitt Romney's hair and you don't like him.

May I posture a theory? You may not.

You know that Paige respects you.

And if you respect Tim, then Paige will think it's okay

to respect Tim and might start to like Tim.

You're very, very wrong.

Oh.

Papa-Don't-Preach, you're worried Cabe's found

a new son figure that fits his macho mold better than you do.

That's preposterous.

You don't want Daddy finding

a shiny new toy that he likes better.

We're done here.

Man, he is messed up.

Welcome to Camp Hasley.

We appreciate your help with our project.

Our pleasure, Major Janeway.

Uh, question. Are there any monkeys

on the base? Okay, don't embarrass us

in front of the Marines. They make me very uncomfortable.

They are human-like and yet they still throw their feces.

Lots out in the wild but none on the base, per se.

Wonderful. Thank you. Are they always like this?

No. Sometimes they're weird.