(muffled clamoring)
(muffled): Do you understand?
Sergeant Hanson, do you understand?
PIERCE: Sergeant Hanson, do you understand?
Yes, Staff Sergeant. I can't hear you!
(shouting): Yes, Staff Sergeant! Rise to fight.
(cheering, whooping)
MARINE: Come on!
Let's go, Hanson!
Semper fi, man! Take him out! (indistinct shouting)
Go, Hanson!
Fight!
(growling) Swing!
Damn it, Hanson, swing!
Swing, swing!
Hanson, I need more from you!
Come on, Hanson!
Come on, damn it. Get up!
Damn it, Hanson, get up!
Get up! Come on, fight back!
Aah!
(distorted): Hanson!
Fight back!
Come on!
(grunting)
(groaning) (high-pitched ringing)
That's it, stay positive!
Fight back. Fight back, Hanson!
(grunting)
(whistle blows) Hanson, stop!
I said stop!
When I blow that whistle, that...
Hanson?
(grunting)
Corpsman!
* *
Okay, all right.
All right, so we got this.
Oh, snap.
It's good, it's good.
It's good, it's good. Hmm?
Look at you, look at you, little guy.
Smiley face. Dad's out here killing it.
Good morning. Who wants breakfast?
That's not breakfast.
It's a murder weapon. Please.
These are vegan.
No animals were harmed in the making of these doughnuts.
Not talking about the animals.
Besides, I already made breakfast.
Aw, that's so cute.
But definitely not vegan.
Well, Rosa's not vegan and neither am I.
Yeah, well, you take a couple of bites
of one of these babies and you might be.
No, Mom, don't put the doughnut... Come on, give it a shot.
Mom, we talked about this.
I'm really excited that you moved so close...
Yeah, I timed myself. 84 seconds door-to-door.
I brought my laundry.
84 seconds-- wow, that is...
that is terrifyingly close.
But, listen, Mom, we agreed on this,
that you would... we would talk before you just dropped by.
I did. I texted Kensi.
Well, Kensi's not here.
Wow, but you'd never know it with all the mess.
Stop touching that.
She is at Quantico for a week for a refresher course.
Well, then it's a good thing I'm here.
Your hands must be full.
I'll go help Rosa get dressed.
Uh, she's 16.
Besides, I got everything taken care of.
All right? I made a beautiful breakfast.
I got, uh, an incredible
bento box ready to go.
Look how pretty that is.
And in 12 minutes, we're walking
out the door to go to school
if she would just wake up and come eat breakfast!
I brought donuts! No, Mom.
What do you got against doughnuts?
Weren't you a cop?
How d...
Ah, sleepy head. You okay?
No me siento bien.
Really?
(coughs)
(gags)
Rosa?
(retching)
Well. I don't speak Spanish,
but I'm pretty sure I know what that means.
(Rosa coughing)
(door closes)
(exhales)
Good run? Yeah, it was good.
Santa Ana was strong today.
What are you doing?
I'm looking at some satellite footage
of the town in Syria where Hetty was last seen.
Hoping maybe I can find some trace of her.
Gonna need a powerful satellite to pick up someone her size.
CALLEN: It's incredible.
I mean, Hetty's gone off the grid before,
but this is, uh, this is next-level.
We'll find her, G. We always do.
(hissing nearby)
G, why is there a snake on the coffee table?
Oh, yeah, that's, uh, my nephew Jake's.
He and Alex went out of town this morning
so I'm, uh... I'm pet-sitting.
So, you had to bring it to the boatshed?
Well, I picked it up on the way to work.
I'll bring it home tonight.
Everything okay?
Oh, I forgot, you're...
you're afraid of snakes.
I'm not afraid of snakes.
I don't like snakes.
What does that mean?
What? What-what do you mean?
W-Why don't you like them? Do I have to like them?
Well, I... I don't know. No, I guess.
I just... I mean, it seems a little unfair.
It's not unfair. It's survival instinct.
A fear of snakes is healthy.
It's been passed down
to humans for thousands of years.
Okay, so...
you are afraid of snakes. (phone vibrates)
I gonna take a shower.
Yeah, well... This guy's bringing snakes
to the office. Make it quick. We just got a case.
(door closes) DEEKS: Damn it.
(Rosa coughing)
Okay, I talked to the school.
They think that you might have caught the flu
that's going around.
Here, let's lift your head up
a little bit.
How's that? Is that better? Mm.
Okay, can I get you anything? You want some-some toast
or some coconut water or ginger ale?
I know-- I know the perfect thing.
When I get sick, I-I eat crunchy peanut butter
right out of the jar. Works every time.
Ah, caldo de res.
Sorry, what?
It's a soup.
My mom would make it for me whenever I was sick.
And she would put her hand through my hair.
Like this.
Until I fell asleep.
(sighs) Sorry.
No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that she's not here.
And I'm sorry that I didn't have a chance to meet her.
She would have liked you. Yeah?
Yeah. E-Except your hair.
Well, you know... She would have combed it all neat.
(laughing): You would've looked terrible.
(chuckling) Yeah. Well, yeah.
This is style by pillow.
(phone vibrates)
Sorry. Work?
Yeah.
I got to take it. Sorry.
Rountree, hey. Um, I'm-I'm coming.
Uh, Rosa is sick and so we're just waiting on my Mom to...
I'm back. And there she is.
With the movies! DEEKS: I'm on my way.
Just hold down the fort. All right, buddy.
And the good news is
I got my 84 seconds down to a cool 43.
I found a shortcut through a neighbor's backyard.
Okay, we'll just have to add that to the list of things
we need to discuss, but right now I just, I need to...
ROBERTA: Go. go.
I got this. Just in case.
(laughs)
We're gonna have a great time.
Hey.
I love you. And I am so sorry.
Where do we start?
I've been on a Paul Newman kick lately.
Lately being the last 50 years.
Oh, you think you got a fever now, honey?
Wait'll you meet the cool hand of Mr. Luke.
(chuckling)
(purrs)
This is Camp Pendleton yesterday.
And that's Private First Class Edward Hanson
in the blue helmet.
A corp videographer was filming
for promotional purposes.
Pugil stick training.
I did this during SEAL training at Coronado.
Looks like fun. It isn't.
This guy's beast. Look at him go.
Until he suffered a massive seizure.
They got Hanson to the naval hospital within minutes,
but he quickly fell into a coma
and now his organs are failing.
I'm assuming he doesn't have a history of seizures.
No. Doctors believe that he suffered
an intense immunological response to something.
Nerve agent?
Well, that's what they thought at first,
and then they found traces of an adenovirus in his blood.
Don't they give you cold symptoms?
ROUNTREE: Usually. But
this virus specifically
was found to be carrying the CRISPR/cas9 enzyme.
CALLEN: Hold on.
Isn't that used for gene editing?
FATIMA: Exactly.
Someone engineered the virus
to be a delivery vehicle for CRISPR.
And then they introduced it into a member of our armed forces.
I just got off the phone with SECNAV.
Everyone from the secretary of defense
to the joint chiefs wants us to find out where
and how PFC Hanson was exposed and who is responsible.
This case has just taken on the highest of priorities.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the United States may have just suffered
its first attack by a genetic weapon.
DEEKS: Wait, a genetic weapon?
Is this for real? Mm-hmm.
Just when you thought you didn't have
anything else to worry about.
Right. The virus carrying the CRISPR--
is it contagious? It's not.
Good morning. Yeah.
Neutralized viruses are often used
to introduce gene therapies into cells.
The virus itself is harmless.
It just delivered the CRISPR payload.
Yeah, doctors found what they suspect
is an injection site on PFC Hanson's arm.
They still don't know what genes it was specifically targeting,
but whatever it was, he's not doing well.
So, who has these capabilities?
Well, we know Iran has expressed interest.
Mm. Russia, too.
And a few years ago, a Chinese researcher used CRISPR
to genetically alter human embryos.
But the scary thing about this
is anybody can play around with it.
You can order it online.
Yeah, but still, to pull something like this off,
you'd need advanced knowledge of genetic medicine.
Which begs the question,
why using it on a marine private?
Exactly. Why not a captain or a general?
Or an admiral? Excuse me?
Ooh, uh...
Not an admiral like you, sir. You're retired.
Am I, Agent Rountree?
I must be doing it wrong.
Have Callen and Sam arrived at Pendleton?
Yes, sir. Good.
I just learned that PFC Hanson's mother
flew in yesterday from Indiana
and is joining him at the hospital.
Agent Rountree, I need you to speak with her.
Yes, sir.
Agent Namazi, find out everything PFC Hanson has done
for the last week.
On it.
What about me? You...
Yeah, me. I would like to see show up on time
for once in your life.
Oh, I'm-I'm sorry. It was just...
I don't care what it was.
I realize after 13 years
this place may seem like your own personal clubhouse,
but you are still a federal investigator
with a rather important job,
and your tardiness, as much as I hate to admit it,
is a detriment to this office's mission.
Am I clear?
Crystal. Good.
You will join Agent Rountree--
who is hiding behind that pillar--
and find out if PFC Hanson's mother knows anything.
DEEKS: Yes, sir.
(sighs)
Yeah, he's been talking with the Pentagon
all morning. I don't think he knows
anything about Rosa being sick. Yeah, let's roll.
DRILL SERGEANT: Let's go! Move! Move! Move!
Adler, you're next on the line!
ADLER: Yes, sir!
My mama has three words for people like Eddie Hanson:
"bless his heart."
Nothing seemed to come easy to him.
Physically, he's been struggling to keep up.
Really? Well, it didn't look that
in the training session video.
Yeah, he surprised us all yesterday, but
after he collapsed, I thought that...
maybe I pushed him too hard.
I can promise you it wasn't that.
Listen, they won't tell us anything,
but suddenly we all had to give blood tests
this morning, now NCIS is here.
I got a wife and a baby.
We don't think there's an immediate threat to anyone else.
The blood tests are just a precaution.
Although it would be helpful
if we knew everything Hanson was up to last week.
I can send you his work and training schedule,
but for his liberty activities,
you'll need to talk to his roommate, PFC James Williams.
(chuckles) Them two are like birds of a feather.
They went everywhere together.
Off base? Oh, yeah.
Hanson's one of the few PFCs with a car.
Yellow Camaro. Gorgeous but loud, you know?
You knew when Hanson was going somewhere,
and Williams was always with him.
When was the last time they left together?
Night before Hanson's collapse.
I caught staff duty at battalion, saw them leave.
Do you know where they went?
Long as they make it back sober and safe, I don't ask.
But I'm sure Williams will tell you.
I can call over to his work section.
We'd appreciate that, Staff Sergeant.
You can have them send him over to the barracks.
We're gonna check out Hanson's rack.
Roger that.
All right. Thank you.
Thanks.
Excuse me, Mrs. Hanson?
Yes? Hi.
I'm, uh, Investigator Deeks.
This is Special Agent Rountree. We're with NCIS.
We talked to somebody upstairs,
they said we'd find you down here.
Sorry, I-I needed a moment.
It's really hard to see your child like that.
You know, he's so sick.
I can't even imagine. I'm sorry,
why is NCIS here?
Eddie suffered a seizure.
I mean, didn't he? Yes, ma'am,
but it's possible he came in contact
with something that caused the seizure,
so We're trying to determine what that might be.
DEEKS: Do you mind if we
sit down, ask you a few questions?
Yeah.
When's the last time you spoke to Eddie?
He calls every Saturday
at 9:00 a.m.
He's a good boy.
I was so proud when he joined the Marines.
Just like his daddy.
He, uh, died in combat.
I'm sorry to hear that.
So when, um, Eddie calls, what is it you guys talk about?
I don't know.
His day. My day.
Our dog. Crypto.
You have a dog named Crypto?
(laughs) No. No.
Uh, we would-we would talk about cryptocurrency.
Oh.
I know, I do not look like your typical altcoiner.
After Eddie's dad died, I spent a lot of time online.
It took a while, but after I mined my first coin, ooh,
I was hooked. I think I like
NomportaCoin best.
But you know what they say: DYOR.
What do-what do they say? D-O... What do you...
Uh, "do your own research."
Yeah, no. D... Do your... DY... Yeah, right.
I always do my own. So, does Eddie-- he also mines crypto
as well? On, no, no, no. That was never his thing.
Until a few weeks ago, when he called me
and asked me to help him set up an account
at one of the exchanges.
Did he say what it was for? No.
Something with his roommate, James.
He was on the call, too.
He and Eddie-- they're so close.
I thought I'd see him here.
CALLEN: Dietary supplements and car magazines.
Probably just like every other room
in this barracks.
It's what I'm not finding that concerns me.
No phone, for one thing.
Well, he wouldn't have needed it for the training session.
It's got to be here somewhere.
Don't see Hanson's car keys, either.
Why would someone take his phone and his car, unle...
Williams on his way? 'Fraid not, sir.
Williams is UA. He didn't muster for duty this morning.
Thanks. All right, thanks.
Main gate surveillance cameras show Hanson's Camaro
leaving the base about an hour ago.
Last spotted heading north on the 5.
Talked to Deeks, said Hanson and Williams
recently opened a cryptocurrency account together.
You don't think somebody paid them
to bring CRISPR into Pendleton, do you?
Could be. Doesn't explain what got Hanson sick.
Maybe Williams got greedy, wanted the money for himself.
Now he's on the run.
Except if I was him, I'd head south for the border,
not north to L.A.
Unless he's got a bigger target in mind.
KILBRIDE: I don't want excuses.
Now, you get a chopper in the air over the 5,
or I will personally make sure (knocks)
that the president knows it was you
who let our suspect slip away.
Tell me that you have located PFC Williams.
He was last seen exiting into the Anaheim area,
but I think I know where he's heading.
Hanson's mother got us access to her son's
NomportaCoin wallet.
The thing is, he wasn't receiving money.
He was paying it out.
He recently dispersed three coins
worth just over $2,000.
To whom? Well, it's crypto, so it's anonymous.
But bank accounts aren't.
I accessed the blockchain ledger,
and I found out that he recently converted
the NomportaCoins into U.S. currency
and deposited them into the bank account
of a Xander Yost, who lives in Anaheim.
Get Deeks and Rountree over there now.
(tires screech)
That's Hanson's Camaro.
You take the back, I'll take the front.
Uh-oh.
I got blood on the handle and the door's unlocked.
PFC Williams. Federal agents.
Deeks, he's running.
(grunting)
(coughing) Stay down.
I didn't kill him.
You're right. PFC Hanson isn't dead.
No, not Hanson.
Son of a bitch.
Hey, how you, uh, how you feeling? Able to eat anything?
(coughing)
That's okay.
You just, uh, keep sipping liquids. You take it slow.
Yes, I know. It's not my first time getting sick.
Yeah, but it's my first time with you getting sick,
so I'm sorry, I apologize for you having to deal with
the incessant mothering.
Speaking of mothers, yours wants to talk to you right now.
No, no, I don't... Yeah. Hello, Martin?
You know your DVD player's broken?
Mom, we don't have a DVD player.
Yes, you do. No, we don't.
Then what have I been shoving my DVDs into
for the past hour?
Oh, my God. Mom, listen, I got to go to work.
Just make sure she's drinking water.
No, don't go. Don't go!
I got to go. I love you. Bye!
God! (chuckles)
How's Rosa?
Well, besides the fact that
she's trapped in a house with a crazy person,
she's feeling better.
What did the, uh... What'd the coroner say?
Uh, well, they confirmed that that is indeed Xander Yost,
But they put his TOD at about two hours ago.
PFC Williams was just leaving the base.
It means he couldn't have done it. Yeah.
Castor's on his way to pick him up,
and Kilbride wants us to stay behind
while they process the scene. He is the boss.
Indeed. Indeed.
FATIMA: Xander Yost,
med-school dropout, dark web entrepreneur.
Let me tell you, it took a bit of digging to find him,
but I found his site: XY Apothecary.
That's where he makes homemade gene therapies,
including a four-week myostatin-inhibitor treatment
that promotes the growth of muscle cells.
And for two people, it costs exactly three NomportaCoins.
That's the same amount that Hanson and Williams
paid out to Yost.
Staff sergeant said that Hanson and Williams
were struggling to keep up.
SAM: All the supplements in their room-- they were definitely
looking for an answer. These guys aren't terrorists.
They were just trying to enhance themselves.
Question is who murdered Yost?
And why did the treatment almost kill PFC Hanson?
WILLIAMS: We just wanted to be better Marines. I swear.
Stronger. Faster.
So, yeah, we found XY
and we did a few rounds of shots.
And it was all good. It was.
It actually felt like we were getting results, you know?
But then Eddie got sick.
And all day yesterday I kept telling myself
it wasn't the gene therapy, but...
This morning they called us up for blood tests,
and I freaked out.
Started having trouble breathing.
I thought it was happening to me, too, so I took Eddie's car.
And his phone.
We found it in the Camaro.
He had the address for Xander's house in his phone.
I couldn't open it without his face ID,
but when you hook it up to the car, you can get access.
I was going to return everything.
I just needed a few hours to get up there and get help.
I thought maybe Xander would have an antidote
or something.
But when I got there, the door was open...
and he was dead.
So why'd you run?
I thought the agent who chased me might be the killer.
He yelled "federal agent." I know.
But I just didn't process it.
I think I was having a panic attack.
Do you have any idea who could have killed him?
No.
Because when we searched his house,
for a guy who sells gene therapies,
we didn't find many gene therapies.
CALLEN: Meaning whoever killed him cleared the place out.
More people could end up in the hospital,
just like your friend Hanson.
So if there's anything
you could tell us... I don't know anything.
Sir.
Did you talk to Xander's assistant?
Xander Yost had an assistant?
Yes, sir. A guy about my age.
Name?
No, sir. I don't think he said.
I only saw him at Xander's the last time we went.
But he gave Eddie and I these.
He said it was to track our heart rates,
look for any fluctuations after the treatment.
KILBRIDE: Was PFC Hanson
wearing his monitor when he suffered his seizure?
Yes. Meaning whoever was monitoring it
would have known he was in distress.
Any leads on who that might be?
I traced the serial numbers and discovered
that they were purchased by this organization:
Open Source Bio,
a community lab in downtown L.A.
DIY biologists, also known as biohackers. Yeah.
I read a report by Homeland Security on these people.
Amateurs using powerful chemical and biological tools,
virtually unchecked by authorities.
I mean, as far as I can tell,
Open Source Bio's primary goal
is simply to democratize science.
(scoffs) Yeah, they share knowledge and conduct research
without the financial support of larger institutions.
Well, while their goals may be noble,
it is easy to imagine one bad apple
using this access to create something dangerous.
And it may be where Xander Yost
picked up his lab assistant. Mm.
I want you to infiltrate this group.
Find out whom we're dealing with.
And, uh, pick up Agent Rountree on the way.
Are you covering Ops again?
Hell no. Have Deeks report back here.
(door closes)
Hey, Fatima, thanks for bringing my ride.
I always keep snacks in the glove box,
and I have not had lunch today.
Where are my Danger Bars?
Mm, sorry about that.
I haven't had lunch either. That's why I brought your ride.
Not cool.
Huh. It's locked.
Uh, you must be Miranda?
Lisa Cho. We-we spoke on the phone.
Yes, of course.
Thank you for meeting me
on such short notice.
Yeah, so you're starting your own business?
That's right. My own line of kombucha.
LISA: Oh, I love kombucha.
Okay, yeah, we can definitely help.
We work with SCOBYs all the time.
Uh, how about I show you around?
Fabulous. Pardon me.
(panel beeps, lock clicks)
How did you do that?
It's pretty cool, right?
RFID chip implanted in my right hand,
magnets in my left. Mm.
TSA must love you.
But, um, why all the security?
Uh, we work with some pretty... hazardous materials.
Hmm. Follow me.
Wow, very impressive.
What sort of projects do you work on here?
Whatever our members are interested in doing.
Sometimes that includes body modifications,
uh, like my hand implants.
But, uh, we also have a few other community projects.
We make vegan cheese,
uh, biodegradable materials out of mycelium,
and our own insulin.
Really? You make medicine?
Yeah. FDA approved and everything.
Uh, that's actually how a lot of us met.
We're diabetic. (chuckles)
the price of insulin has skyrocketed
in the last ten years, so we decided
to take the power away from Big Pharma
and bring it to the people.
Oh, come here. (clears throat)
Hey, everyone, uh, this is Miranda.
She's thinking about joining us.
Hi. Hey, Miranda.
Miranda, hi. How are you, Miranda?
(footsteps approach)
Hello?
Oh, uh, sorry, this is Herman.
Um, he is a cyborg. A what?
A cyborg. Yes, we exist.
Harbisson. De Aguas. Moon Ribas.
We strive to enhance our senses using cybernetic implants.
This device is an antenna.
It's attached to the back of my skull.
With it, I can intercept all manner
of electromagnetic radiation, including radio waves.
Speaking of which, I am detecting
a very strange frequency...
...coming from you.
Lisa, this woman is wearing a wire.
She is a fed!
Hang tight, Fatima, I'm on my way.
Herman, seriously?
A fe-a fed?
It happened in San Francisco, Lisa.
My DIY lab was infiltrated
by an undercover FBI agent.
They thought we were making anthrax or sarin.
Fascist monsters.
Take off your hijab.
Herman, that is out of line!
No, no, it's quite all right.
I am wearing an RF device.
But I'm not a federal agent.
It's another form of biohacking.
Like your antenna,
or your heart rate monitor.
I suffer from hyperacusis--
noise sensitivity. This device uses
acoustic channels to reduce noise and calm my anxiety.
But if it makes you more comfortable,
I can turn it off.
It would.
Thank you. LISA: No, Herman.
We would not ask you
to remove your antenna.
Well, that would be very painful.
So we will not be asking Miranda
to remove her device. It provides an essential function.
Fine.
But I'll be keeping my eyes on you.
All three of them.
Yeah, um, so sorry about Herman.
He is brilliant, he's just a little, um...
paranoid about the government.
Um, so I actually have to prep and deliver
our next shipment of insulin for our customers,
but, um, feel free to take a look around,
talk to anybody about your project. Mm.
Except Herman. Thanks, Lisa.
ROUNTREE: Hyperacusis.
I'm impressed, milady. (chuckles)
Heard what you said about the heart rate monitor.
Herman could be our guy.
(shutter clicks)
(phone chimes) Got his photo.
I'll get this over to Sam and Callen.
Maybe PFC Williams can identify him.
CALLEN: How you doing, little guy?
Come on, buddy. Come on.
Come on, buddy.
G, do you have to do that now?
I told Jake I'd feed him this afternoon,
but he doesn't seem very hungry.
No, sorry, it's not him.
I would remember if Xander's assistant
was a giant with a wire sticking out of his head.
So, clothing, tattoos...
what he drove to get there.
A Copperhead. That's actually a bald python.
No, there was a bright orange Copperhead motorcycle
at Xander's house two nights ago.
Eddie commented on it.
Thought it was cool. It wasn't there the other times.
Deeks. DEEKS: Yo, buddy?
Deeks, where are you?
Oh.
Sorry. I was on the wrong computer.
Does Xander Yost have a Copperhead motorcycle?
Uh, I did not see one at the house
and he doesn't have one registered under his name, no.
It could be his assistant's.
Can you... check the traffic cams
in the area around the time of Xander's murder?
Already scrubbing.
Scrub City. Scrub-a-dub-dub,
two guys in the... Okay.
Yeah, no, I definitely got it.
Pulling up the plate now.
It's, uh, registered to Nicholas Embry.
I got an address for him, but it looks like
it's a shuttered homeless shelter.
Hold on a second. He's also got a van.
It was just ticketed this morning
in a public parking structure in Sherman Oaks.
Good work, Deeks.
Yeah, no, I definitely killed that.
Although it was mostly the computer.
I just got hit F1 and then F6
because Janice preprogram... Janice,
they said great work. Bye, Deeks.
Oh. Oh, yeah.
Bye-bye, buddy.
Hello.
I couldn't help but notice your heart rate monitor.
Do you like it?
My friend Nick has the same one.
He's actually the one who recommended this place.
You mean Nicholas Embry?
Yes. Well, we're not really friends.
We went to university together
and I ran into him a few weeks ago.
Why would Nicholas Embry recommend this place?
He left on very bad terms. He wanted to
use CRISPR and we told him we don't do that here.
He got angry, said he'd find someplace that did.
Though it doesn't surprise me he took a heart rate monitor.
We suspect he stole a bunch of equipment
on his way out of the door. Wow, I...
I had no idea.
Well, pretty convenient, you running into him.
I still think you're a Fed.
(antenna humming)
All right, there's Embry's van.
The motorcycle's gone.
I don't see anyone.
Hey, Deeks, do we have that warrant?
DEEKS: Good to rock and roll, boys.
(window shatters)
Hmm.
This guy's living in here.
Yeah, and working, too.
SAM: "21st Century Eugenics:"
CALLEN: "Using Modern Tools to Exterminate
Genetic Inferiority."
This guy wants to kill a lot more people.
And now he has the tools to do it.
Find anything else? Not yet.
Just a lot of really technical notes and research.
Well, we know Nicholas Embry wants to eliminate
anyone he deems genetically inferior,
and he joined Open Source Bio to get the tools he needed.
Well, except they have rules against working with CRISPR.
So he joins up with Xander Yost,
who doesn't much care for rules.
Starts messing with Xander's therapies,
tracking his customers' health data with heart rate monitors.
When PFC Hanson got sick,
Embry knew that his CRISPR formula was right.
Xander figured out what he was doing and confronted him.
Embry takes him out, he steals the therapies.
Question is, who is he gonna use 'em on?
Deeks, tell me you have a location on Nicholas Embry.
I wish that I could, but I got no hits
on his motorcycle,
and Mein Kampf part two is just a bunch of
technical gobbledy-gook. I can't make heads or tails of it.
We need someone who speaks the same language.
Yeah. Hey, Deeks, send it to Fatima.
Have her show it to the biohackers.
That is a great idea. Janice!
(wind chimes chiming)
Hi.
So, I am a federal agent.
I hate being right all the time.
Okay, this is pretty straightforward.
He's talking about eliminating people with genetic defects.
Or at least what he deems to be genetic defects.
We already know that.
Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you needed my help.
If that's not the case, I'll just go home.
No, no, listen, sorry. Yes, we do need your help. Okay.
Here's the deal.
Embry is smart enough to know
that CRISPR is extremely difficult to use.
Even the pros can't do what he's referencing here.
Then how did he take down PFC Hanson?
CRISPR isn't the weapon.
The gene delivery vehicle is.
The adenovirus.
I thought that was neutralized.
True. It can't give you a cold.
But if it's altered in just the right way,
it can cause a dangerous response
from the immune system.
That's what happened to your Marine.
But we still don't know who he's targeting.
Embry has Type 1 diabetes.
'Cause he's written here that he's never had
a stable living situation and he suffered a lot
of medical complications due to his condition.
That's why he joined the lab.
A few years ago he was having trouble
affording the high cost of insulin,
so he rationed it to the point where he almost died.
Things got so bad
he attempted suicide.
Whoa.
Embry deems himself a defect.
And everyone like him.
I think he's trying to contaminate
the insulin that they make here.
Lisa's out making deliveries right now.
We have over 100 customers.
Deeks, we need you to locate the Open Source Bio
delivery van now.
DEEKS: All right, you should be seeing it straight ahead.
There it is. And the bike.
I'll cut 'em off.
Federal agents!
Out of the vehicle, now!
Stay back! You come any closer, she dies.
Drop the knife.
There's nowhere to go, Nicholas.
Please don't.
I was never meant to live anyway.
We're broken.
Come on, Nicholas. That's not true.
You're more than your disease, you know that.
"Life unworthy of life."
SAM: Don't do it! N-No!
I'm going around.
Stay down.
Hands behind your back.
What the... Magnets, baby.
(exhales sharply)
God bless her.
Ah!
Admiral.
Something I can do for you?
I heard your daughter is sick. How is she?
Um, she still has a fever, but she's doing well.
Thank you for asking. I did not know
the reason for your lateness today.
Agent Namazi spoke up on your behalf.
Yeah, well, she didn't...
she didn't have to do that.
No. And to be clear,
this is not an apology for what I said this morning.
Regardless of personal circumstances,
I have to hold this office to the highest of standards.
Right. Yeah, no, it definitely won't happen again, sir.
Isn't easy.
S-Sorry, what?
It isn't easy
balancing the work that you do here
with the, uh,
equally important work that you do at home.
Speaking for myself, I was never able
to find that balance,
and it is my life's regret.
I have every confidence that you will.
Thank you, sir.
I do not envy you.
(door shuts)
Want a beer? Uh, sure.
(phone chimes)
Oh, just got a message from the hospital.
PFC Hanson has stabilized.
Well...
Here.
Him and Embry have something in common.
Neither one of them thought they were fit enough
or good enough to make something of themselves.
Mm-hmm.
Think I ought to get magnets in my hands?
Definitely.
Hell, I'd even consider it.
The way she moved that knife away from Embry.
(chuckles) That was sick.
Uh, Sam...
don't panic.
What?
G...
Jake said that Houdini was pretty good at escaping.
The snake's name is Houdini?
(boards creak) Oh, hell no.
I'm starting to see why you don't like snakes.
(door opens)
Sam?
(Houdini hisses)
(boards creaking)
(door opens)
Mom? Mom!
Shh! Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
What? I just got her in bed.
Her fever's broke, but she's exhausted.
Me too.
It's amazing how nine hours of television
can take it out of you.
You okay? Yeah.
I guess.
What's going on? Talk to me, Martin.
I just feel like I was torn in two all day long.
I mean, Rosa gets sick and I
don't want to leave her, you know?
'Cause she's already lost so much in her life,
I just wanted to stay and remain
some sort of constant in her life,
but I can't do that 'cause I got a job,
so I go to my job, but then I'm late,
Kilbride freaks out, tears into me,
punishes me with Ops, which I am not built for,
I can't make caldo de res, I can't even spell it,
I tried to google it. My point is that today was...
(sighs) today was...
I just wanted to say thank you.
Thank you for-for watching her
and thank you for taking care of her.
And I'm really glad that you live 43 seconds away.
Thank you, Mama.
You're welcome, honey.
Ooh. Ooh?
You're burning up. Yeah, I think you caught
Rosa's flu.
I did not. I'm just tired.
Oh, God, Martin, we're all tired.
Come on, lay down. I'm fine, Mom.
Lay down. Pick 'em up. Mom.
Leave me... Mom. Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Come on, lay down, honey. Are you kidding me?
I'm not kidding anybody. Lay down.
Ah. There we go.
Now you just rest, okay?
Mom'll bring you the peanut butter.
Is it crunchy?
Of course it's crunchy.
What do you take me for?
(chuckles)
I love you.
ROBERTA: I love you, too.
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