ആദ്യത്തെ 200 വരികൾ.
Hi. Are you lost?
Want to play?
I bet you can't catch me!
Come on! It's okay!
Are you sure you want to stay in this old cabin?
It's a bit of a fixer-upper.
You and I have very different definitions of "old."
It seems if a building stays upright for more than a decade,
you people declare it a national landmark.
No.
This cabin has all the modern means I need.
It's certainly preferable to that motel.
You know, we could spackle the bullet holes.
Unless you want to keep them.
No, no.
By all means, we'll... spackle.
You know you can admit when you don't know what a word means.
This is the ideal setting for you, though.
It's rustic, by the lake...
Maybe Corbin meant for us to find this place.
An act of faith?
That's unusual, coming from you.
It's true.
Never been a big believer of what I can't see.
And the irony isn't lost on me, okay?
I get I'm supposed to be a player in the Big Guy's endgame, but...
I'm not ready to abandon my better judgment outright.
What is this impenetrable barrier around this instrument?
It's called plastic.
That's why I bought scissors.
Miss Mills...
Do you think I look out of place in this century?
You look good for 200.
But a change of clothes wouldn't hurt.
(Over radio) Unit 27, citizen flag down.
Boy unconscious and breathing.
Requesting an R/A and additional unit to Market and Fifth.
Lieutenant Mills. I have a close ETA.
Show me en route.
It's a routine call.
I think routine is a thing of the past for us.
What have we got?
The boy was seen stumbling down the street.
Then he just passed out.
Mail carrier over there called it in.
I saw him along my route earlier.
He was coming out of the woods by Rockefeller Preserve.
- Anyone with him? - No. Witnesses say he was unaccompanied.
Wish I could say the same for you.
Don't you get tired of being a babysitter?
You know, for a detective, you really don't have a clue.
Lieutenant.
The boy's hands.
Blackening veins.
Is this condition common in this time?
Not in the slightest.
The garments he's wearing...
their simplicity...
He looks like he got lost
on his way back from a Renaissance Faire.
Euel perne.
Did he just say "euel perne"?
I take it that means something to you.
Yes, it's a language you, too, are familiar with.
English.
Hwon be pa euel perne?
We've got to get him loaded.
That is not any English we speak around here.
That's because it's Middle English.
The sort only spoken in the Middle Ages.
Hundreds of children go missing in this country?
Sadly, yes. It's called kidnapping.
And though I'm hoping this boy isn't a victim,
we keep a database of all reported abductions
and this could be our only way to ID him.
Until then, he's a John Doe
at Westchester Memorial, and we've got no way
to explain what's happening to him.
John Doe is what we call somebody...
Someone whose identity is unknown, yes.
The term came into being in Britain, thank you.
Long before my time.
As is his language, Captain.
The boy speaks Middle English.
Naturally.
I... studied it at Oxford.
It's the language of Chaucer's Canterbury Tales for example.
So did the boy go to Oxford,
or are you suggesting that we're dealing with someone
from King Arthur's court?
All I can tell you is the boy said, "Euel perne,"
which means "evil girl" in a dead version of our language.
Any leads I'm going to like?
No trace of him in the national database.
Nobody's looking for him.
Morales has even tried local Amish communities.
It seems his identity is as much of a mystery
as his disorder.
I've contacted the CDC.
Centers for Disease Control.
This CDC...
Do they think the illness could spread?
When I described the black veining on the boy's arms,
they said they'd send someone to take a look.
We don't want an epidemic.
Brush up on your Chaucer, Crane.
I need you to question our John Doe.
Hey, Captain.
What's on your mind, Morales?
Well, sir,
it's a small town.
There's been a lot of talk.
About...?
Well, this guy Crane.
He was a suspect.
Now he's a consultant?
What's he doing here?
You and Lieutenant Mills have... history.
Is that gonna cause a problem, Morales?
- No, sir. - Good.
Crane's knowledge of the beheadings
makes him an important advisor to me right now.
So until we catch the perp behind them,
I'd advise you to stay focused on your work.
Yes, sir.
This is the stuff of nightmares.
Mills, we're ready for you now.
This isolation will only scare him more.
They have to do it.
The plastic barriers keeps the contaminated air contained.
Yes, plastic.
How did we survive without it?
You will speak into this camera.
Here's what I need to know for starters...
What did the vector eat, what drugs has he tried,
where's he from, and where's he been.
While you may see in there a nameless, faceless source,
I see a boy, and I intend to treat him as such.
Whatever it takes.
Thomas.
Thomas Grey.
Thank you.
It seems he was forbidden from leaving his home.
We see this all the time.
People, monsters, keep kids caged up.
Threaten them if they break rules.
And teach them Middle English?
Maybe. That's one way of keep them from asking for help.
Or the boy is lost and disoriented by his surroundings.
I think most of us can relate to that.
Where's he from? I need a location.
Roanoke?
I need all the hospitals contacted in Roanoke, Virginia.
Find everything going in and out of their doors.
I'll have the department contact local law enforcement.
Track down his family.
No... I think Parsons may be looking in the wrong place.
The boy did say Roanoke, right?
But I don't think Thomas meant a Roanoke
you'd find on today's map.
The older version of English, his antiquated appearance...
What if Thomas is from the Lost Colony?
What lost colony?
Roanoke was the very first British colony
in the New World, led by Governor John White.
In fact, White's daughter and her husband produced
the very first American-born colonist,
their daughter, Virginia Dare.
So, White returned to Europe for provisions for the colony.
And when he got back to Roanoke, everyone was gone?
Not a single person was there.
They had disappeared.
It became known as the Lost Colony.
That's pretty weird.
We still haven't found 'em.
Perhaps, because they've relocated to Sleepy Hollow.
Whoa.
True, we found a kid that looks like he stepped off the Mayflower,
but that does not mean
that a colony that vanished from North Carolina
400 years ago has relocated to the neighborhood.
I did say "perhaps," Lieutenant.
And I can name a few stranger turns of events.
You really believe anything is possible.
My own circumstance makes me open to the prospect.
Sir, I'm gonna put you on speakerphone.
Thomas' disease is starting to spread.
The black veining has taken over more of his body, but...
the EMT who treated him...
He's been infected.
He's deteriorating rapidly.
A couple of nurses have been feeling ill.
This may be an outbreak.
Captain, we are onto a theory.
And we will get right back to you as soon as we do some more digging.
Thank you, sir.
Well, we had dig quickly.
If Thomas does indeed carry a plague...
and one from half a millennium ago...
the effects could be apocalyptic.
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