Toxin

Exposure time?

24 hours since

subject's contact with the spores.

Symptoms?

- Nosebleed at four hours,

internal hemorrhaging at eight, psychotic break at twelve.

Let's test him again for the immunity gene.

- I'll get a look under the microscope.

- Jack, assume we have a live one.

Secure that now.

Easy now, you.

Against the wall.

That's it.

Now let's see you slide down to the floor.

Good.

- Doctor Locke, headquarters on V-Link-One.

- [Female Computer Voice] Standby.

- We're aware of the Level One breach.

A minor setback.

This is a potential disaster.

- With all due respect, the biological process

is as much art as it is science.

- The board doesn't see it that way.

Majority votes to kill the project.

The antiserum is a success.

- It means nothing without the vaccine.

We're pulling the plug.

One week.

Give me one week.

I'll deliver.

One week, Doctor Locke.

Or it all goes.

- (radio crackle) Renner, to the nerve center.

Right here, sir.

Activate patient zero.

Tonight, we go live.

Perfect.

Jackson, load up my truck.

Oh god.

My soldier boy is finally home.

I felt like this day would never come.

Yeah, you and me both.

You must be exhausted.

I'm okay.

You still up for camping?

Yeah.

- Cause I can have Rhonda cancel, it's--

No. No, I'm fine.

- I didn't hear from you for two months.

- (sighs) Hard to find the time, you know.

It was hard for me, too.

I just hope that whatever happened back there

can stay back there, you know?

Me too.

I learned some new moves.

Yeah?

Like what?

Oh, don't you worry.

You'll find out soon enough.

Roger that.

Surprise!

Whoo! Welcome home, Dean.

You really shouldn't have.

- Well, we wanted to do something special for you,

so please try to enjoy it.

Wow.

- Get over here, get over here. Come on.

Oh, G. I. Joe returns.

- (laughs) It's good to see you, Rhonda.

Uh, thank you.

Wow.

Let's party.

- Whoo! - Is that him? Is it?

It's me.

- Look at you-- - Hey.

- you're like muscles and stuff now.

How are you?

I missed you, dude.

- Yeah, I missed you, too.

- Poker nights were not the same without you.

Oh, yea?

Did you manage to win a few?

Maybe.

- (laughs) Yeah, Ricky couldn't win with pocket aces.

- All right, well, at least I use my money

and not my daddy's.

Yeah, real clever germo-freak.

Come on.

Jesus.

- I see nothing has changed over here.

- Nothing. - No.

You need a beer?

Yeah.

How about you?

- I guess you better get a new one. (laughs)

Now a bloody American hero.

It wasn't like that, man.

- Well, tell us, Mister Pierce, what was it like?

Back off Travis.

Welcome home, Dean.

Izzy! (laughs) Hi.

Hi.

I am so bummed.

I have to take off but I will be back

for our big trip tomorrow.

Wait, where are you going?

- I've got work. Sorry.

- Bye Izzy. - Bye.

Bye.

- Wait, what's going on?

What are you guys talking about?

What are you talking about?

You know what, I don't, okay.

How about we propose a toast to the man of the hour?

To the King of Mean.

- To the married couple. - Here's to Dean.

Oh! Oh!

To Dean.

Cheers.

- And I, at first, I was going to be like turquoise

but then I saw these.

Oh, so Rhonda.

Thank you, I love it.

Has everyone seen my beautiful nails?

- Yes. - Blinding me.

- You think you're Catwoman or something?

- What do you know about Catwoman?

If I was Catwoman I would take you out like that.

And you'd be dead.

Watch out.

- All right, put the claws away.

- Guys, I hate to be a party-pooper

but I think Dean and I are pretty tired so,

Tired.

- we're going to go to bed.

Tired.

- Okay, so I'm just letting you know.

- All right, yeah, we know, we know.

Goodnight.

- Good night, lovebirds.

- Thank you all for coming.

When duty calls.

- If you need an extra hand, let me know.

- Don't forget early tomorrow morning.

Bright and early.

Ah!

That's pretty impressive.

It is?

I'm not gonna lie.

Then thank you.

- Yeah, but you're gonna regret it.

(laughs) Oh, am I?

Yeah.

Oh!

Oh, wow, muscles. (laughs)

That's right.

So you're not going anywhere, got it?

No.

(grunts) Ow.

Ooh.

(sighs)

Checkmate.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Why don't you start packing?

Your duffel bag's by the door

next to your mail from last week.

(sighs) Okay. (grunts)

What's this?

- When was the last time you talked to her?

Two years ago.

Maybe more.

She doesn't have a house phone, you know.

She doesn't have email.