Helix

Previously on Helix... - It's not Narvik.

It's some sort of infection, bacterial,

viral, or fungal. - 30 years ago,

a chain of events was set in motion.

The TXM-7 pandemic began here on this island. - St. Germain.

This is the back-end of nowhere,

so you'll have to wait until another ship can pick you up.

Figure two weeks.

Look at his hand. - What does it mean?

Run like hell.

That's a punji trap. It's used to catch humans.

Oh, my God! Look...

You should know you're trespassing on private property.

You need to come with us. - Why?

The island is dangerous and we can offer you shelter.

Brother Michael provides for the safety

of our physical as well as spiritual lives.

Welcome. ...In the spirit of generosity

with which I know you offer it.

I'm looking for a man

named Alan Farragut. - He's here.

But you may not like what you find.

Where is she? - Ilaria is everywhere.

You think Alan Farragut really blew up that building in Paris?

I haven't seen Alan Farragut in a year.

Thank you.

Where is she? Where is she?

Where is she? - I don't know.

Where is she? - I don't know!

I have something you want. Left pocket.

Brother Jerome.

Brother Carson.

I told Michael that you wanted to join the harvest group.

I, uh, hope I didn't overstep.

Michael always says, "To each his own path."

When you're done here, come join us in the orchard.

Thank you.

Alan?

Alan! Alan!

Alan!

Alan?

Alan!

Wait... Wait!

Wait!

What are you looking for? - A shovel.

For what?

To dig up Alan Farragut's grave.

He left something for me. - Like what?

Only one way to find out.

The dead should rest. - He's rested enough.

It's time for him to get back to work.

Thanks for so many of you coming to council today.

I know sometimes I get so wrapped up in my world

I forget the promises

that I made to each of you when you arrived.

The promise that I would be nothing for myself,

everything for each of you.

And more time for us.

It's very hard, what we do here.

We've left a world

where all we ever did was give in

to other people's demands,

their ideas for who we are.

A world where

we measured ourselves

by other people's approval.

It's not easy leaving all of that behind.

We surrendered ourselves

to a simple life,

and by the loss of the self...

we became truly individuals.

We are free

to simply...

be.

Say it with me, Rob.

I am. - I am.

You're what? - Nothing.

I just am. - That's right.

You surrender and you just are.

Thanks, Rob.

Mother?

Mother? Where are you, Mother?

Where are you? - Soren...

Soren!

Get him off! Soren, stop!

Get him off! - Let me go! Let me go!

Somebody help her!

Let me go...

He's alright, he's alright. Just don't move.

Peter, the pathogen is here. It's in the abbey.

What? Who? - A child.

A boy. He was exhibiting all the same symptoms

that we saw on the boat.

He should be in a BSL-3 quarantine.

We gotta lock this place down, now.

We're all here. Good!

Good. Sit, sit. Please.

Dr. Jordan.

I wasn't expecting to see you in council hall this morning.

She disobeyed your orders. The punishment is expulsion.

I'm aware of the policy regarding skeptics, Ann.

but she kept Olivia's injuries

from getting a whole lot worse.

Michael, as I've told our guests,

we don't tolerate intrusion from the outside world.

And ordinarily I would agree.

But I think we all know that there's something amiss here.

The boy, Soren...

He's very sick, isn't he? - Yes, he is.

And he's not the only one.

I saw a man this morning,

infected, same symptoms.

An adult male, late 20s...

Brother Isaac.

You knew?

Dr. Jordan, I'm sorry,

but we live on an island that's 400 miles

from the nearest fast food joint.

We've got no convenience stores,

no antidepressants, no World Wide Web.

We're completely self-sufficient

and we take care of our own, which is why I'm not very good

at asking for help. But...I'm doing that now.

Dr. Farragut, if we give you our complete cooperation,

do you think you can find this disease, get rid of it?

We're not equipped for containment.

We expected to observe and take samples.

Well, what if you had the right equipment?

Coast guard won't be back for two weeks,

so unless you have a helicopter hidden somewhere...

No, we don't. But we do have

a pretty well-equipped botany lab. The equipment is

not exactly current, but it would be at your disposal.

We'll need a lab of our own, as well as a secure quarantine.

Ann, see that our friends get everything they need.

Of course. - Our biggest concern right now is containment.

So we need to find this Brother Isaac immediately.

If this illness gets off this island, we could be

facing a major pandemic. - We'll set up search teams.

Whatever you need.

Please help us figure out a way to stop this.

Oh, hold it, I hit something.

You found what you were looking for?

No...

Why not?

Because this isn't Alan Farragut.

Gently... It's ok, Soren, it's OK.

It's OK, we're going to help you.

The last person to see Isaac

said he was headed down to the basement.

Everybody stay on your toes.

We're going in circles. - Wanna split up?

Cover twice as much ground that way.

Twice as likely to get lost. - Your call, boss.

You, you, with me. - Yes, sir.

Stay sharp.

He could be anywhere.

Leave! You're not allowed here! I'll kill you!

The hell did he go?

Did you find Isaac?

More like he found us. - He...

He got away. He could be anywhere by now.

This place is riddled with underground tunnels.

Haven't seen a monocular microscope in a while.

Like, ever.

You've been out of the field way too long.

What's with all this equipment?

Tell me, why does a cult need a botany lab?

Part of Michael's grand design?

Let's just focus on what we know.

You have the samples from the infected boy?

Blood, urine, and buccal swabs, and skin lesions, too,

in the event that we can find a biopsy kit.

How long until you can analyze them?

Back in Seattle, 2 hours.

Here... at least 20.

OK.

I...

I, I've been trying to

think of a way to tell you this

where you wouldn't freak out, but...

Alan's here.

Alan's where?

He's on the island, he's...

he's dressed up like one of the followers.

That's ridiculous! - Look, I saw him this morning

outside my window, and then I saw him again.

I saw him again in the

Council Hall when Soren attacked his mother.

But that makes no sense! - I don't know, Peter,

but maybe it has something to do with Ilaria.

Why would Ilaria be

interested in some crackpot isolationist cult,

and why would my brother be investigating them?

I'd be surprised if he's here for the food.

This isn't a joke.

He has been discredited by the CDC.

And don't forget about the international arrest warrants.

Whatever he's doing here, we are to have no contact with him.

But it's Alan, Peter, he can help--