Eureka

Previously on Eureka.

Loose smart dust could potentially disrupt

every band on the electromagnetic spectrum.

Phones, computers... Neural impulses in our brains.

Where's the control unit? Uh-oh.

We have a G.D. employee in custody

under suspicion of espionage.

Justice will be taking over that investigation immediately.

You have one message in your inbox.

Holly was printing a body blank

in the neural networking lab.

- Why? - I don't know.

Carter.

Sorry, Jo. Can't help you right now.

Got some things to take care of.

- Those are Z-waves. - But then Holly's pattern

wasn't the only one stuck in there.

Or maybe something else is trying to get out.

Something else from the matrix? That ain't good.

Zane Donovan, you're under arrest

for obstruction of justice and destroying evidence.

Fargo, I think I found your missing smart dust controller.

Hi.

We got a...

Now, we're even.

Jack, where have you been?

I... I've been trying to reach you for hours.

Well, sorry. I guess the smart dust

is still... yeah, messing with the cell reception.

But we found the control unit, which is good.

Fargo says he'll have it fixed soon.

No, not that. Zane and I found something.

We don't even know what we found

and then Shaw arrested him.

Yeah, we heard.

And then you decided to have coffee?

Oh, don't you fret, Dr. Blake.

Ms. Lupo is handling the situation as we speak.

Well, handling it how?

In her usual way, with intimidation and brute force.

Jack, this isn't funny.

Jo, Henry, Holly.

People are not acting like themselves.

I'm sure it's just the smart dust.

The electromagnetic chaff

could be affecting people's brain functions.

No, I don't think that that's it...

But the E.M. levels are on the decline.

See, we have a plan.

Dr. Tuchman, one Peruvian macchiato to go. Enjoy.

Thanks, Vince.

Well, I think we should probably get back to work.

Catch up with you later, babe. Promise.

Bye.

Where are you going?

Protect and serve.

You have a visitor.

Could we, um, have a moment?

Make it fast, you don't have much time.

Grace, good to see you.

So, Henry, have you, uh, thought about what I said?

Of course. Could you remind me?

Don't play.

You are not responsible for me being locked up,

which is why I'm not giving you a choice.

If you say that you helped me leak classified information,

I'll deny it. They have no evidence to hold you.

They have no evidence to hold you.

Shaw's just making an example.

Henry, I know what I did and I can accept the consequences.

I can't. I won't.

And that's why I'm getting you out of here.

Henry, what are you...

Grace, trust me. This is the only way.

You're my wife.

And I will never let you go.

Morning. Dr. Tuchman, right?

Uh, yes. I... I do something wrong, sheriff?

Well, the smart asphalt sensor said you were weaving.

Well, I don't think so.

It's probably just a glitch.

Say, weren't you on the Astraeus crew?

Yeah, unfortunately as it turned out.

Yeah.

You're going to have to come with us.

To where?

Back where you belong.

I don't understand.

You will.

Get out of the car, please.

This way.

This way, right here.

Right this way.

I've got you.

You're just making this harder on yourself, Donovan.

I know you destroyed the files implicating Dr. Monroe.

What files do you speak of?

You're trying my patience, kid.

And you're wasting my time, pops.

You've got nothing tying me to this

or you would have arrested me by now.

He's right.

He's guilty and we both know it.

Probably, but you don't have enough to charge him.

You want me to release your boyfriend?

Shocking.

He won't go anywhere we can't find him.

Major Shaw, sir.

"Probably"? Whose side are you on, Jo?

Do you want to be in his custody or mine?

Grace Monroe just escaped from detention.

What, wh... How?

I don't know, but it looks like someone else helped her.

While I was in here. Apology accepted.

You can cut him loose, but he's your responsibility.

Gather your team, I want Monroe found.

Yes, sir.

Promise me you won't wander off.

There is something very, very wrong.

People are doing things that don't make any sense,

like they've been brainwashed.

Yeah, well, with smart dust jamming up the works,

they could be.

But Jack said you found the control unit

and you were fixing it.

Uh, that's the first I've heard of it

and I haven't seen Carter in hours.

See? Brainwashed.

What, him or me?

Jury's still out.

Um, where's the bio-printer?

Henry said that he had it moved to maintenance.

I never authorized that.

I'm guessing that you didn't give Holly

permission to start printing body blanks, either.

What?

Do you know how many millions of dollars those things cost?

Man, girlfriends are expensive. What was she thinking?

I don't think she was.

Zane found other Z-wave signatures

in the mainframe where Holly was being stored.

What if that's why she started bio-printing more bodies?

But why would she create new bodies for them?

Maybe because the program told her to.

There was a deliberate energy pulse in the lab.

What if it was a command that her neural processor

was responding to?

So you really think others are controlling Holly?

Zane and I saw something. Hands, like someone

was trying to get out.

What if they did?

Power supply is holding steady.

Smart dust control unit is working perfectly.

Virtual Eureka is back online.

This time, they won't get out.

I'm going to miss this one.

We can always make you a new one.

And when we get the rest of them,

I think I'm going to like it out here.

Well, it looks like these DNA profiles

were bio-printed onto the bodies.

Oh, my God. It's Jo...

And Henry and at least a dozen others.

If they took the bio-printer,

they could have copied anyone by now.

Fargo, people aren't being brainwashed.

They're being replaced.

What are you guys looking at?

What? I was released, okay?

I didn't bust out like someone else I know.

It's Jack.

He's one of them.

Who's "them"?

Dr. Yoo, just the woman I'm looking for.

What can I do for you, sheriff?

Well, I need you to come with me.

Police business. I need your expertise.

- Oh, okay. - Yeah.

Love the jacket, by the way.

You're telling me Carter, Henry, and Jo

are all evil clones made by Holly?

Well, technically VR-programmed intelligences

in bio-printed bodies, but yeah, evil clones.

I knew Jo was off, but not that off.

I can't believe this is happening.

Tell me about it. My resurrected girlfriend

is the Manchurian Candidate .

Well, we have to find them. We need outside help.

Well, half the time we can't call out,

reception is so spotty.

I have an idea.

I have access to a priority-5 gets hard-line

that goes directly to NORAD HQ.

It's dead.

They've cut us off. We're on our own now.

What about Shaw?

They don't have his DNA on file,

so they can't copy him.

Plus, he has rocket launchers. I'm on it.

I have to find my kids.