Reef Break

Previously on "Reef Break"...

The Governor would like to put you on a retainer.

- Some problems, you need... - A fixer?

Let's tell the world that we're together.

- You think so? - What's stopping us?

Your past... there's still something there.

We got a good thing going.

Yeah.

I want to be with you.

How about this? I'll wait.

It's only Adderall. They sell it in school like Skittles.

- Are you dealing? - My dad was Shorepound Gang.

It's who I am.

Who you are right now is just dumb.

Hey. Wish me a happy birthday.

Whoa! Lights!

It's a new moon tonight,

so there won't be any night surfing after the party

without those bright lights.

Well, I gotta give you credit,

turning up to your party in a stolen vehicle

with a law-enforcement officer in attendance.

Make that two.

And then I'll be asking him to drive it home

at the end of the night.

Payback for that blue MINI that you gave me.

She's got moves.

You can say that again.

No, I don't think I will, actually...

What?

You said it, but I'm the one in trouble now?

- Speech! - Speech!

Okay. Speech. I hate speeches.

All right.

When I came back to the Reef a few months ago,

I was not sure that I had made the right decision,

and standing here, looking at all of your faces...

Well, I'm still not sure that I made the right decision.

But whatever.

If I can say just one thing to everyone here tonight...

it would be...

... I think I'm gonna throw up.

That's my girl!

Shut up, Otter.

This mean there's not gonna be any night surfing?

Really?

You okay?

That's got to be like 10, right?

More like, uh, 12, but, hey, who's counting?

Me.

Come on, have a sip.

Okay.

I don't feel good at all.

Yeah.

Oh, God.

I feel awful.

Yeah, you, uh, you look awful.

Thanks, that's exactly what I want to hear on my birthday.

Well, hey, birthday achieved, right?

God, you're burning up. We got to get you to a hospital.

- Get off me. - No, you have to go to a doctor.

On three. One, two...

I just need some personal space. I'm sorry, I don't feel good.

Hi, I'm Dr. Kay.

How are we doing this morning, Miss...

Chambers?

Oh, you're so perky.

That's great, that's great.

Well, we... like I told the other doctors...

are throwing our intestines up.

That's how we are doing.

Humor.

That's always a good sign.

Really? Doesn't feel like a good sign.

Kind of feels like I'm dying.

Well, we're still waiting on some results.

Um, have you consumed any raw fish in the past 24 hours?

Oh, I can't believe you just said "raw fish". No.

- Chicken? - No. No chicken. No.

How about mushrooms?

Oh, like magic mushrooms?

We should've done that since it was my birthday party.

Your birthday party? I see.

How much alcohol did you consume last evening?

Before or after I got to the bar?

Total.

Hmm...

Six...

teen... ?

- Give or take. - Right.

Um, well, while we wait for the results of your blood test,

let's keep you hydrated.

- Thank you. - Okay.

She is perky.

All right, I'm out of here.

Whoa, hey, hey. Where do you think you're going?

Ohh, dizzy. Dizzy, dizzy, dizzy.

I want to go home.

All right, well, let me see what's going on

so we can get you out of here.

Dr. Griffin, patient not showing any signs of...

Hey.

Everything okay?

This is Dr. Griffin, head of infectious diseases.

Infectious?

What's your relationship to Ms. Chambers?

Boyfriend. Kinda.

It depends on the day... hour.

What's going on?

Hepatic panel shows her liver enzymes are extremely high.

Meaning...?

We could be looking at liver failure.

Liver f... Excuse me?

Your friend, I'm sorry to say, is very sick.

An infectious disease is attacking her body.

Now, we'll know more

once we get the full toxicology results back,

but for now, the best course of action

is to treat it with an aggressive dose of antibiotics.

Paging Dr. Griffin.

- Dr. Griffin, please contact 823. - Oh, excuse me.

She's gone from 94/96 to 170/100 and elevating.

Yeah. And those platelets are just way too high.

Look, I-I'll call you back.

- Patient been out of the country? - No.

Her white blood count is through the roof.

Fever spiking, she could be approaching

a multi-system organ failure.

Ebola?

More likely pneumococcal pneumonia,

but I've never seen a bacteria move this quickly.

We need to quarantine

anyone who's been in contact with the patient

over the past 24 hours.

We could be looking at an outbreak.

Get her into isolation right now.

Transfer for Ward 3. Transfer for Ward 3.

Yeah, can I have the CDC, please?

Lieutenant Governor.

Detective Tolan.

Is Special Agent Elliot here?

Mm-hmm.

Mornin'.

I'm here to inform you and the Lieutenant Governor

that you're to be quarantined until further notice.

Quarantined?

For what? An outbreak.

Some kind of dangerous bacteria

you two were exposed to at Cat's party last night.

How many people are ill?

Only one so far.

Cat Chambers.

- No one else? - Not yet.

Okay. Thank you.

Hello, Governor.

Yes, I'm fine.

I understand full well the danger,

but we don't have the financial resources

for this kind of situation.

Let's declare an emergency and let the Feds foot the bill.

Right, okay.

Highly contagious illness?

Do you feel okay?

Yeah. You?

Fine.

Every simulation that the CDC ran for us at Quantico

involved dozens of patients, not just one.

Somebody else ought to be ill by now.

Well, maybe they just haven't gone to the hospital yet.

No. It's a small island.

If you're that ill, we would've known.

And there's nothing wrong with us,

only her.

Hi, Special Agent Jake Elliot, FBI.

That was quick. I just got off the phone with the CDC.

- Oh, they didn't send me. - Then why are you here?

I'm Cat Chambers'... ex-husband.

Look, since you're talking to the CDC,

we both know that this is not a random illness, now, is it?

No.

All indications are Ms. Chambers has a weaponized,

gram-positive infectious agent

consuming her body.

Weaponized?

So she was deliberately targeted.

- How? - Through skin contact, ingestion...

it's hard to pinpoint just yet.

But you can cure her, right?

Agent Elliot, her organs are attacking themselves.

Meaning... ?

At this rate, I believe Ms. Chambers has

less than 48 hours left to live.