NCIS: Sydney

- Ooh! - Bloody hell!

You heard of looking both ways?

-You right, mate? -No, don't touch me!

-Keep away! -Easy!

I just wanna make sure you're okay.

- -

What's your name?

No, get back!

Okay. We're cool.

I'm Constable Perri.

Can I call someone? Get you a cab?

Hey, don't touch me!

Mate! Mate, can you hear me?

- -

Ugh!

We've been over this, D.

-Not in the workplace. - What?

Oh, grow up, Evie.

Oh, says the man playing with a toy.

Says the man about to crack the puzzle box,

thereby taking title of office genius.

- -Office genius?

-According to who? -Trigger.

It's my custom design.

Rewards unconventional thinking and reduces stress.

Oh, I'm about to shoot this thing! Ugh!

The hell is this? NCIS playgroup?

I was asked to earn my keep.

Ah.

Fine. So, what does it do?

It reduces stress.

-Mm-hm. -

I gave my nephew one of these

for his sixth birthday.

See, they look hard, but there's nothing to it.

I'll show you.

All you do...

Double cogs.

Wind them and then... Ah!

If that doesn't work, it's the old triple cog, right?

I've got police things to do anyway.

In order to open the box, one must think outside the box.

Oh.

- -A Zen approach.

Evie Cooper specialty.

Usually works on TVs.

And snarky partners.

Gear up.

Dead US Navy scientist.

Box stays here.

She'll be waiting for you when you get back.

Oh!

Dr. Alan Bridges was a scientist

with the US Navy Medical Service Corps.

[Camera shutter clicks repeatedly]

Hm, latest smartwatch.

Health first.

Wimbledon second.

Come on, move, will ya?

Someone woke up on the wrong side of the autopsy table.

Flight of steps worth of blunt force trauma.

You thinking likely cause of death, Doc?

Uh, you should stick with the cop stuff, Sherlock.

He's got a subcutaneous hemorrhagic rash.

If you look closely, you can see he was bleeding from his gums.

His blood wasn't clotting properly.

It means something else was going on.

First fatality?

No amount of training prepares you.

You did everything right, mate, you understand?

Did he seem drunk? Or high, maybe?

Maybe.

He was disorientated, paranoid.

Extremely agitated.

-Was he scared? - No.

He was terrified.

Dr. Alan Bridges.

Officer with the Medical Service Corps.

Part of the US Navy Force's Health Protection Team,

specializing in entomology.

The Navy does bug health now?

What was he doing here?

Special-duty assignment. Came out six months ago.

Other than that, no details.

Then get on to his CO and find me some.

What about his phone?

Access denied.

High-level 256-bit encryption.

Whatever is on that phone, he didn't want anyone to see.

We find out whether Alan was on anything at the time?

Toxicology shows no traces of alcohol or drugs.

Alan was sober as a seal.

So why was Dr. Bug bugging out?

Behold! The Doc's tox.

You could have sent them by email.

Yes, but you hate email.

Remember when we tried to clear your spam folder?

All those lonely Russian women.

Do you have the results or not?

Yes.

Sorry. Alan was sober.

Thank you. That's all.

- - Oh, bloody hell.

Bluebird, what are you doing there?

Just stand back.

- -

What? What? What's wrong, Doc?

Wash your hands. Do not touch your face.

What? What?

-Blue, sink, now! -Okay, sorry!

- That would be the... -Biohazard alarm.

I was hoping you weren't gonna say that.

-Call Hazmat and the NCDC now. -Doc?

If the fall hadn't have killed this guy, he'd be dead already.

He's showing signs of advanced hemorrhagic fever.

What are we talking, Rosie?

It could be anything. Typhoid, dengue, yellow fever.

And we've both been exposed.

[Indistinct police radio chatter]

Special Agent Mackey?

Dr. Ben Kaplan, head of

the National Centre of Disease Control's Rapid Response Team.

Sergeant Jim Dempsey, AFP.

So preliminary diagnostics on the deceased

returned a positive for Ebola.

Sorry, I thought you just said Ebola.

First recorded case in this country.

Contact tracing and containment protocols are in effect.

Prime Minister's being briefed.

Uh, two of my team were in with the body during autopsy.

Are they...

Ebola is transmitted via bodily fluids.

It appears both your team came in close contact.

Well, when will we know?

Symptoms typically develop as soon as 48 hours.

We'll keep testing.

What about treatment?

We're doing everything we can.

Okay, um, well,

we'll get on to Immigration

and try and find out where Alan might have gotten it.

We already did.

Dr. Bridges hasn't left the country

since he arrived here six months ago.

You're saying he contracted the virus in Australia?

So he might not be patient zero.

We need access to his workplace.

Yeah, join the club.

The details of his assignment are under wraps.

Our national health trumps your national security.

-Trust me, we're working on it. -

Look, my priority right now is containment.

I need everything there is to know about Dr. Alan Bridges

and fast.

Thanks, Tom.

The cop who gave Alan CPR.

The monoclonal antibodies will stop the virus progressing.

Unless we've got Ebola.

In which case it is as useless as the letter 'G' in lasagna.

Um, how long do we need to be here?

48 hours, to be on the safe side.

But we'll need to monitor your symptoms for the next 21 days.

Doc, you should let the nursing home know

that you won't be in for a while.

Rosie.

Alice will be worried if you don't show up.

Why don't you focus your efforts

on hacking that fitness gadget, Bluebird?

You can hack those things?

Yeah.

Yeah, they're, um...

They're a lot less secure than people think.

The encryption on this device is pretty good,

but if I piggyback a file from this little guy,

then a back door opens on reboot

and - presto! - I get full access to Alan's vitals.

I need you to keep track of your temperatures

and to alert my team if they start to spike.

-Yep. -You just need to use...

I'm a doctor. I'm sure I can work it out.

Sorry.

You right, mate?

No, don't touch me! Keep away!

Good. All right.

That was Medical Service Corps.

That special assignment Alan was selected for? It's classified.

Well, have his CO read us in.

He can't. He doesn't have the authority.

The hell he doesn't. I'll call SecNav right now if I have to.

Boss, it's not a US Navy project.

Alan was loaned out.