pc dec 14 OFFICIAL: PLEASE ENJOY THE FLIGHT. AND WHEN YOU GET HOME, PLEASE TELL YOUR PRESS HOW WELL GREECE TREATS NEWLYWEDS WHO SMUGGLE DIAMONDS. JOE: HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU WE DIDN'T SMUGGLE ANYTHING? OFFICIAL: YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL. WE COULD HAVE THROWN YOU IN JAIL. SEE THAT THIS COUPLE IS NOT ALLOWED OFF THE PLANE. ANDIO. COURTNEY: JOE, WE CAN'T LEAVE HERE WITHOUT FINDING NEIL. JOE: WE'RE NOT LEAVING GREECE WITHOUT OUR SON. COURTNEY: OH, HOW ARE WE GOING TO DO THAT, BAIL OUT AT 20,000 FEET? JOE: IF THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES, I WILL DO THAT AND MORE. MATT: HIS PULSE IS UP TO 170. EVE: I HOPE HIS HEART CAN TAKE IT. MATT: OH, I DIDN'T KNOW HE HAD ONE. EVE: IT'S BURIED, BUT IT'S IN THERE. KEVIN: LOOK, HE'S THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS HOW THIS EPIDEMIC STARTED, AND WE HAVE TO FIND A WAY TO RECREATE HIS EXPERIMENT. EVE: DID YOU FIND ANY LEADS ON THE COMPUTER? KEVIN: NO, THE A.D.C. BOOTED ME OFF. THEY'LL STERILIZE THE EQUIPMENT AND THEN START AGAIN ON THEIR OWN. EVE: LET'S HOPE IT'S NOT TOO LITTLE TOO LATE. KEVIN: WELL, YOU LIVE WITH CHRIS. DO YOU THINK WE COULD FIND SOME CLUES AT HIS APARTMENT? EVE: I DON'T THINK SO. YOU KNOW, I'VE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING, AND I KNOW HE PREFERS TO WORK HERE. SETH: EXCUSE ME, DOCTORS, YOU'LL HAVE TO EXIT THE FLOOR. I'M SHUTTING DOWN THE EAST WING. EVE: WAIT A MINUTE. ISN'T THE WHOLE HOSPITAL EXPOSED? SETH: WELL, LUCKILY, THIS WING HAS A SELF-CONTAINED VENTILATION SYSTEM. WE NEED EVERYONE WHO'S BEEN EXPOSED TO GO TO THE E.R. MATT: WELL, LET'S GO. THERE'S NOTHING ELSE WE CAN DO HERE. EVE: COME ON, BABY. GOING TO BE OK. KAREN: CHRIS? MATT: KAREN, WHAT'S UP? HE'S UNCONSCIOUS. KAREN: I NEED TO GET SOME DL-56 FOR FRANK. KEVIN: YOUR EXPERIMENTAL DRUG? KAREN: YEAH. FRANK HAS BEENSING IT WITHOUT MY KNOWLEDGE. EVE: WAIT A MINUTE -- I THOUGHT HE WAS CLEAN. KEVIN: WHAT? KAREN: CHRIS HAS BEEN GIVING IT TO HIM ON THE SLY. SO NOT ONLY IS FRANK UNDER ATTACK FROM THE FLU, BUT HE'S HEADED FOR FULL-BLOWN WITHDRAWAL. KEVIN: WAIT A MINUTE. DRUG WITHDRAWAL COULD DECIMATE WHAT'S LEFT OF HIS IMMUNE SYSTEM. THE VIRUS WOULD TAKE OVER. KAREN: WHICH IS EXACTLY WHY I HAVE TO HAVE CHRIS TELL ME WHERE I CAN GET A DOSE. KEVIN: YOU WANT TO GET FRANK AN UNAPPROVED DRUG? KAREN: I DON'T WANT TO, BUT THIS IS A DESPERATE SITUATION. NOW, KEVIN, I'LL UNDERSTAND IF YOU FEEL YOU HAVE TO NOTIFY THE HOSPITAL ADMINISTRION. KEVIN: LIKE YOU SAID, IT'S A DESPERATE SITUATION. KAREN: THANK YOU, KEVIN. MATT: KAREN, HE CAN'T HELP YOU. HE'S TOO OUT OF IT TO BE OF ANY USE. KAREN: THEN I'LL SHAKE SOME SENSE INTO HIM. COME ON, CHRIS, YOU WAKE UP. WAKE UP. YOU HAVE TO TELL ME -- KEVIN: KAREN, KAREN -- MATT: KAREN, IT'S NO USE. HIS TEMPERATURE'S OVER 104. KAREN: THEN I'LL FIND THEM MYSELF. KEVIN: COME ON. SETH: THIS LAB IS OFF-LIMITS. KAREN: MY NAME IS DR. WEXLER. THERE'S SOME MEDICATION IN HERE THAT'S CRITICAL TO THE HEALTH OF ONE OF MY PATIENTS. SETH: NOT ANYMORE. AS YOU CAN SEE, THIS LAB IS BEING EMPTIED. KAREN: WELL, WHERE DID EVERYTHING GO? SETH: TO STERILIZATION OR INCINERATION. EVERYTHING DR. RAMSEY HANDLED IS CONSIDERED CONTAMINATED. [CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY NCI'S CORPORATE PARTNERS] KAREN: I'M GOING TO GO WITH CHRIS, GET HIM SETTLED IN, AND SEE IF I CAN'T GET ANYTHING MORE OUT OF HIM, ALL RIGHT? NURSE: DR. HARMON? MATT: YES? NURSE: COULD YOU LOOK AT THIS CHEST X-RAY? MATT: YES. EVE: LOOK AT THIS PLACE. I'VE NEVER SEEN IT SO FULL. KEVIN: THE CASES HAVE MULTIPLIED JUST SINCE WE WENT TO THE LAB. THIS VIRUS MOVES AT AN UNBELIEVABLE SPEED. MATT: ELLEN? ELLEN? NURSE: SHE COLLAPSED A LITTLE WHILE AGO IN LUCY COE'S ROOM. ELLEN: I ALWAYS KNEW THAT GIRL WOULD TALK ME TO DEATH. MATT: YEAH, YOU AND ME BOTH. LET'S GET HER IN FIVE, PLEASE. NURSE: THE'S THREE IN THERE ALREADY. MATT: WELL, LET'S GET HER DOWN THE HALL. WE NEED TO START AN I.V., A-S-A-P. NURSE: YES, DOCTOR. EVE: MY GOSH. I JUST SPOKE TO ELLEN IT SEEMS LIKE A FEW MINUTES AGO. SHE WAS FINE. KEVIN: I'D BETTER GO CHECK ON LUCY. EVE: OF COURSE. I'LL STAY AROUND HERE AND SEE WHAT I CAN DO. KEVIN: ALL RIGHT. NURSE: DR. COLLINS, DR. PERRY HAS ASKED ME TO DRAW A BLOOD SAMPLE FROM YOU TO FIND OUT WHY YOU'RE NOT COMING DOWN WITH ANY SYMPTOMS. WE ALREADY HAVE A SAMPLE FROM DR. LAMBERT. KEVIN: ALL RIGHT, LEAD ON. NURSE: COME ON. KEVIN: I'LL SEE YOU LATER. EVE: ALL RIGHT. KAREN, HOW'S CHRIS? KAREN: HE'S STILL UNCONSCIOUS. I WISH HE'D WAKE UP AND SEE THE MISERY HE'S CAUSED. I UNDERSTAND HE INVENTED THIS THING. EVE: LISTEN, I KNOW HE SCREWED UP ROYALLY, BUT HE NEVER INTENDED TO HURT ANYONE, OK? I'M GOING TO GO SEE LUCY AND SCOTT. DO YOU WANT TO COME WITH ME? KAREN: I GOT TO CHECK ON FRANK. WHY DID THEY SHUT DOWN THE LAB RIGHT WHEN I NEEDED TO GET IN THERE? EVE: LISTEN, MAYBE IT'S FOR THE BEST. IF THE A.D.C. CAN GET A HANDLE ON THIS VIRUS, MAYBE THEY CAN FIND SOME WAY TO STOP IT FROM SPREADING. KAREN: THAT'S NOT GOING TO HELP FRANK. HIS IMMUNE SYSTEM IS GOING TO CRASH IF HE DOESN'T GET DL-56. EVE'S VOICE: SO, WHAT ARE YOU COMBINING MY VIRUS WITH? CHRIS: OH, JUST A LITTLE SOLUTION I'VE COOKED UP. EVE: COME ON, RAMSEY, WHY ARE YOU BEING SO EVASIVE? WHAT'S THE MYSTERY DRUG? CHRIS: ALL RIGHT, LOOK, DON'T TELL ANYBODY. IT'S NATURAL INGREDIENTS -- ECHINACEA, GOLDENSEAL -- THAT KIND OF THING. EVE: HEY, LISTEN, IF THAT STUFF WORKS, I WILL PAY YOU BIG BUCKS TO INJECT ME. CHRIS: NO, NO, NO, NO, NO. NEVER TEST ON HUMANS. IN FACT, I'M GOING TO MARK THIS ONE WITH A BIG OLD "NO-NO" LABEL. EVE: TELL ME EVERYTHING YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS VIRUS AND TELL ME NOW. CHRIS: I ALREADY TOLD YOU. I TOOK A CULTURE OF YOUR THROAT WHEN YOU WERE SICK. IT'S THE NEPAL FLU. EVE: RIGHT, AND YOU EXPOSED IT TO SOMETHING YOU COOKED UP TO CURE THE COMMON COLD? CHRIS: YES. I MEAN, IT WAS JUST A COUPLE OF HARMLESS INGREDIENTS -- NOTHING DANGEROUS. THE MIXTURE DIDN'T KILL THE BUG. INSTEAD, IT CAUSED IT TO MULTIPLY AT AN ALARMING RATE. EVE: SO THIS IS WHAT FRANK HAS? THE NEPALESE FLU ON SPEED? CHRIS: I GUESS SO. LOOK, I MEAN, IT'LL PROBABLY JUST -- IT'LL BURN ITSELF OUT IN 24 HOURS. EVE: WAIT A MINUTE. RIGHT BEFORE CHRIS COLLAPSED, HE WAS TRYING TO TELL ME ABOUT A SECRET FORMULA HE WAS WORKING ON. HE MIXED IT WITH MY FLU VIRUS TO TRY AND SEE IF IT WOULD TAKE IT OUT. KAREN: YOU THINK HE MIXED THE VIRUS WITH DL-56? EVE: HOW MANY SECRET DRUGS COULD HE BE WORKING ON? MATT: SORRY ABOUT THE ACCOMMODATIONS. CUBICLES ARE ALL FILLED. ELLEN: IT'S MY FAVORITE HALLWAY. LOOK AT THE PRETTY CEILING TILE. MATT: THERE'S NO PRIVACY IF I WANT TO FLIRT WITH YOU, THOUGH. ELLEN: SEE, I KNEW IF I PRETENDED I WAS SICK, I'D GET SOME QUALITY T.C. MATT: YOU'VE GOT ALL MY ATTENTION. ELLEN: ARE THEY WORKING ON A VACCINE OR AN IMMUNE BOOSTER TO BEAT BACK THIS FLU? MATT: YEAH, THE A.D.C.'S WORKING ON IT AS WE SPEAK. ELLEN: OK, GOOD. SO MANY SICK PEO-- MATT: NO, DON'T TRY TO SPEAK. DON'T TRY TO SPEAK. SHH, SHH, SHH, SHH. RAMSEY SHOULD BE HUNG FOR UNLEASHING THIS THING. ELLEN: IT'S OK. FRANK: WHERE'S KAREN? LARK: SHE'S COMING. FRANK: WHEN? IF I DON'T GET SOME DL-56, I'M GOING TO DIE. LARK: NO, YOU'RE NOT, ALL RIGHT? I WON'T LET YOU. I'M GLAD YOU'RE NOT ANGRY AT ME FOR TELLING HER. FRANK: I CAN'T HOLD ON MUCH LONGER, LARK. LARK: YES, YOU CAN. YOU HAVE TO. KAREN: I'M SORRY I TOOK SO LONG. LARK: THANK GOD YOU'RE HERE. DID YOU GET IT? KAREN: THERE'S NOTHING TO GET. THE A.D.C. CLOSED THE LAB. FRANK: OH, GET SOME FROM CHRIS. HE -- HE MUST HAVE SOME STASHED SOMEWHERE. KAREN: CHRIS IS TOO SICK TO HELP US. FRANK: KAREN, I'M GOING TO DIE IF I DON'T GET IT. KAREN: NO, YOU'RE NOT. FRANK, WE'RE DOING EVERYTHING POSSIBLE. FRANK, LISTEN, I NEED SOME INFORMATION. DO YOU KNOW IF CHRIS WAS EXPERIMENTING WITH DL-56? FRANK: HE ALTERED THE FORMULA. HE WAS TRYING TO GET RID OF THE AGGRESSIVE SIDE EFFECTS. KAREN: HOW? FRANK: HE DIDN'T SAY. OBVIOUSLY, IT DIDN'T WORK. KAREN, YOU'VE GOT TO MAKE ME A BATCH OF THE ORIGINAL. KARE FRANK, I CAN'T. I DESTROYED MY NOTES. LARK: CAN'T YOU RECONSTRUCT IT FROM YOUR MEMORY? KAREN: WELL, I DO KNOW SOME OF IT. BUT DL-56 IS MADE OF DOZENS OF CHEMICAL COMPOUNDS. FRANK: YOU HAVE TO RECREATE THE FORMULA. THERE'S NO OTHER WAY. P.A. ANNOUNCER: DR. WEXLER, 4894. DR. KAREN XLER, 4894. KAREN: FRANK, I'M DOING EVERYTHING I CAN, I PROMISE YOU. KAREN: THIS IS DR. WEXLER. MARY: KAREN, HOW'S FRANK? KAREN: HI, MARY. WELL, HE HAS A FEVER, AND HE'S HAVING SOME TROUBLE BREATHING, BUT HE'S STABLE. LOOK, I'LL CALL YOU IF THERE'S ANY CHANGE, OK? ARE YOU OK? MARY: OH, I'M HANGING ON TO SANITY WITH MY FINGERTIPS. BUT VICTOR'S COMING OVER TO WAIT WITH ME. OH, HOW'S KEVIN? HE'LL WANT TO HEAR NEWS ABOUT HIM. REN: WELL, GOSH, KEVIN'S SO HEALTHY, HE'S HAVING HIS BLOOD TAKEN BY THE A.D.C. MARY: GOOD. WELL, AT LEAST ONE LESS PERSON TO WORRY ABOUT. YOU KNOW THAT I'M ACTUALLY HAPPY JOE IS OVERSEAS WITH COURTNEY? I NEVER THOUGHT I'D SAY THAT. KAREN: WELL, YEAH. AT LEAST HE'S SAFE. MARY, HAVE YOU HEARD FROM HIM? MARY: NO. PROBABLY TOO BUSY BUSTING DOWN DOORS TO GET TO HIS SON. COURTNEY: THEY'RE STARTING TO LOAD LUGGAGE AND REFUEL. THIS PLANE IS TAKING OFF SOON, JOE. JOE: ALL RIGHT, I'M THINKING. COURTNEY: IF THEY MAKE ME LEAVE, I WILL COME BACK ONE WAY OR ANOTHER. I WILL SWIM IF I HAVE TO. JOE: WE ARE NOT GOING ALL THE WAY BACK TO NEW YORK. WE'RE GETTING OFF THIS PLANE. COURTNEY: HOW? THE IMMIGRATION POLICE ARE OUT THERE, AND THEY ARE WATCHING FOR US, JOE. JOE: WE'LL FIGURE OUT SOMETHING. JOE: BINGO. EVE: OK, WAKE UP NOW, CHRIS. QUIT PLAYING POSSUM, OK? IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP. HAS HE BEEN RESPONSIVE? DR. MacMILLAN: NO. HE'S SEPTIC. IF HIS SATURATION LEVEL DROPS ANY LOWER, WE'LL INTUBATE HIM AND PUT HIM ON A VENTILATOR. [PAGER BEEPS] DR. MacMILLAN: I HAVE TO TAKE THIS. EVE: ALL RIGHT, NOW YOU LISTEN TO ME, CHRIS -- YOU HAVE GOT TO WAKE UP. IF YOU WE UP, I'LL LET YOU WATCH FOOTBALL ALL YOU WANT, I PROMISE. I'LL EVEN LET YOU -- I'LL LET YOU DRINK BEER AND EAT PRETZELS. I'LL BUY THEM FOR YOU. COME ON, BUDDY, YOU'VE GOT TO WAKE UP. YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS. WHAT'S WITH THE SYRINGE? MATT: JUST A LITTLE PHENALINE FOR OUR FINE FRIEND HERE. EVE: PHENALINE? ARE YOU CRAZY? MATT: IT'S A SMALL DOSE. WE NEED TO GET SOME INFORMATION OUT OF HIM. EVE: I DON'T CARE. HE'S SICK. WHAT IF HIS HEART CAN'T TAKE IT? MATT: EVE, THERE'S AN E.R. FULL OF PEOPLE OUT THERE WHO COULD DIE BECAUSE OF WHAT CHRIS DID. ELLEN'S GETTING SICKER BY THE MINUTE. EVE: THAT DOESN'T MAKE IT RIGHT. MATT: RIGHT? LOOK, DON'T TELL ME ABOUT WHAT'S RIGHT. IF CHRIS CARED ABOUT WHAT'S RIGHT, HE WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN DOING WHATEVER THE HELL WAS DOING IN THAT LAB. CHRIS GOT US INTO THIS MESS. HE OWES US SOME ANSWERS. EVE: I LL NOT LET YOU D THIS. MATT: I'M NOT ASKING YOUR PERMISSION. ü HAVE YOURSELF A MERRY LITTLE CHRISTMAS ü ü LET YOUR HEART BE LIGHT ü ü NEXT YEAR ALL OURROUBLES WILL BE OUT OF SIGHT ü ü HAVE YOURSELF A MERRY LITTLE CHRISTMAS ü ü MAKE THE YULETIDE GAY ü ü NEXT YEAR ALL OUR TROUBLES ü ü WILL BE MILES AWAY üü !! I AM NOT A MORNING PERSON. NIGHT TIME... I COME ALIVE. MY SKIN'S ANOTHER STORY. LUCKILY, I FOUND THIS BODY WASH FROM DOVE. KEEPING ME SUPER SOFT. ONLY DOVE ULTRA MOISTURIZING BODY WASH... SMOOTHES YOUR SKIN LONG AFTER THE SHOWER... WITH ITS ALL-DAY MOISTURIZING FORMULA. NO BODY WASH MOISTURIZES LONGER. EVEN MY SHEETS FEEL BETTER AGAINST MY LEGS... WHEN I GET INTO BED. HOWEVER LATE THAT IS. [MONITOR BEEPS] EVE: MATT, DON'T! MATT: IT'S DONE. KAREN: HEY, WHAT'S GOING ON IN HERE? EVE: MATT LOST HIS MIND. HE JUST GAVE CHRIS A SHOT OF PHENALINE. [MONITOR BEEPS RAPIDLY] KAREN: MATT, WHAT ARE YOU THINKING? MATT: YOU'RE IN THE HOSPITAL. EVE: IT'S OK. IT'S OK. MATT: YOU'RE IN THE HOSPITAL, CHRIS. EVE: CHRIS, CHRIS -- MATT: LISTEN, WHERE ARE THE NOTES FOR THE CULTURE THAT CREATED THE VIRUS? CHRIS: THEY'RE IN MY -- MY CASSETTE RECORDER. MATT: THAT'S ALREADY BROKEN. WHERE ELSE? CHRIS: THE COMPUTER. MATT: WHERE? WT FILE? EVE: COME ON, CHRIS, PEOPLE ARE REALLY SICK. WHAT FILE? CHRIS: IT'S A HIDDEN FILE CALLED "PHANTOM" IN A DOCUMENT MARKED "PIPE DREAMS." IT'S LOCKED, THOUGH. IT'S LOCKED. MATT: WELL, WHAT'S THE PASSWORD? CHRIS: PASSWORD'S "RLER COASTER." EVE: OK. LISTEN, CHRIS, YOU HAVE TO LEVEL WITH ME -- DID YOU MIX MY VIRUS WITH DL-56? CHRIS: I WANTED TO SEE IF IT WOULD KILL THE VIRUS. MATT: THAT'S BIOENGINEERING AT ITS WORST. EVE: GET OUT NOW. LET HIM GET SOME REST. MATT: FINE. EVE: IT'S OK. IT'S OK. IT'S ALL RIGHT. IT'S ALL RIGHT. [TELEPHONE RINGS] SETH: DR. PERRY HERE. KAREN: THIS IS DR. WEXLER. I HAVE MORE INFORMATION ON THE VIRUS. IT WAS CULTURED IN AN EXPERIMENTAL COMPOUND I USED TO WORK WITH CALLED DL-56. IT MUST HAVE MUTATED IN THE LAB. SETH: GREAT NEWS. KAREN: YEAH. LOOK, THE FORMULA IS IN THAT COMPUTER YOU TOOK AWAY TO BE STERILIZED. IF YOU CAN ACCESS THE FILE, I CAN TAKE IT FROM THERE. JOE: LISTEN, HEY -- EXCUSE ME, YOU SPEAK ENGLISH? MAN: A LITTLE IN HIGH SCHOOL. YOU WANT THE MEAL NOW TO EAT? JOE: YEAH, I WAS JUST CHECKING TO SEE IF YOU HAD MY VEGETARIAN NO-SALT MEAL ALL READY FOR ME. JOE: I GOT TO WATCH MY BLOOD PRESSURE, YOU KNOW. THANKS. MAN: OK. COURTNEY: WHY ARE YOU SMILING? JOE: THE ABILITY OF THE AMERICAN DOLLAR TO LEAP OVER LANGUAGE BARRIERS. COURTNEY: WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT FROM HIM? EXTRA DESSERT? JOE: HIS COOPERION. HERE HE COMES. MAN: IS COLD. YOU TAKE. JOE: THANKS. PRETTY SMOOTH, HUH? WE JUST GOT OURSELVES HIRED AS CATERERS. COURTNEY: OH. OH, YOU'RE A GENIUS. JOE: I KNOW. OK, LISTEN, WE GOT TO GO GET CHANGED, OK? COURTNEY: YEAH. KEN: ELLEN, I'M NOT TELLING YOU AGAIN -- STOP CHUGGING YOUR I.V. NURSE, WE NEED A SALINE REFILL THERE. ELLEN: I'LL PAY YOU TO SLIP AN ICED LATTE IN THERE. I'M SO THIRSTY. KEVIN: YOU'RE BURNING UP, THAT'S WHY. ELLEN: HEY, I'VE BEEN CALLED HOT BEFORE, BUT NOT ON THE JOB. KEVIN: YOU'RE NOT ON THE JOB, SO IT'S OK. ELLEN: OH, THEY'VE GOT YOU TREATING PATIENTS NOW, HUH? KEVIN: MM-HMM. SHOWS HOW DESPERATE THEY ARE. ELLEN: WHY AREN'T YOU SICK? KEVIN: I DON'T KNOW. THEY JUST TOOK SOME TESTS FROM ME JUST TO FIND OUT. ELLEN: HOW'S LUCY? KEVIN: THE SAME. I JUST STOPPED BY HER ROOM. THERE'S A WHOLE FLOCK OF A.D.C. DOCTORS TENDING TO HER -- SCOTT, TOO. I'M MORE USEFUL OUT HERE, SO I LEFT. ELLEN: HOW BAD IS IT? KEVIN: IT'S BEEN BETTER. ELLEN: I WISH I COULD HELP. KEVIN: YOU DID HELP. THAT'S HOW YOU GOT SICK. SO JUST STAY HERE, LET US HELP YOU WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT. ELLEN: I DON'T. KEVIN: I DON'T CARE. MARIO: DR. COLLINS? KEVIN: MARIO, YOU SHOULDN'T BE UP. MARIO: I CAN'T SIT STILL LOOKING AT ALL THESE SICK PEOPLE. I FEEL RESPONSIBLE. WHAT IF IT WAS MY COOKING? KEVIN: IT WASN'T YOUR COOKING. IT'S A VIRUS. NOW, COME ON, COME ON. I'M TAKING YOU BACK TO YOUR BED. I'LL BE BACK. LARK: KAREN, I'M SCARED. WHAT IF HE DIES? KAREN: DON'T THINK LIKE THAT. STOP IT. WE'RE DOING EVERYTHING WE CAN TO HELP EVERYBODY IN THIS HOSPITAL. LARK: IT WAS MY FAULT. I KNEW MONTHS AGO THAT FRANK WAS STILL ON DL-56, AND I DIDN'T TELL. IF I HAD, MAYBE CHRIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAD THE CHANCE TO EXPERIMENT WITH HIM. KAREN: FRANK IS RESPONSIBLE FOR YOU, NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND. FRANK: DID YOU GET IT? KAREN: WELL, WE FOUND OUT WHERE CHRIS HID THE FORMULA FOR DL-56. IT'S ON HIS COMPUTER, LOCKED IN A FILE. FRANK: SO YOU'LL BE ABLE TO MAKE IT? KAREN: I HAVE TO PROCEED CAUTIOUSLY WITH THE DL-56. IT TURNS OUT THAT THE FORMULA HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH THIS VIRUS. SE: DR. WEXLER, I PRINTED OUT THIS WHOLE DAMN FILE. IT'S HUGE. WHAT THE HELL HAS THIS RAMSEY BEEN UP TO? KAREN: WELL, WE'VE BEEN WORKING ON A PROJECT UNDER THE LATE BENNETT DEVLIN. CAN I SEE THOSE NOTES, PLEASE? SETH: I HOPE THEY MAKES SENSE TO YOU. THEY LOOK LIKE GIBBERISH TO ME. KAREN: I DON'T UNDERSTAND. THESE FORMULAS DON'T LOOK LIKE ANYTHING I'VE -- OH, MY GOD. THEY'RE IN CODE. SETH: OH, GREAT. HE HAD TO BE A SECURITY NUT. WELL, GET HIM TO DECIPHER IT. KAREN: CHRIS IS UNCONSCIOUS AGAIN. IF WE BRING HIM AROUND A SECOND TIME, IT WILL BE LETHAL. SETH: SO WE'RE BACK WHERE WE STARTED.  HERE'S HOW TO USE REYNOLDS PLASTIC WRAP... TO TRAVEL WITH A FANCY VEGETABLE PLATTER... AND HAVE IT STAY IN PLACE. REYNOLDS PLASTIC WRAP STRETCHES TO SEAL THE TIGHTEST. SEE WHAT I MEAN ? REYNOLDS PLASTIC WRAP MAKES GOOD FOOD BETTER. NOW YOU'RE JUST SHOWING OFF. ANOTHER NOKIA DISCOVERY: SMALL WORDS ARE HARD TO READ. WHICH IS WHY AT NOKIA WE MAKES WIRELESS PHONES WITH SCREENS THAT ARE... BIG. SO THEY'RE EASIER TO READ. INSPIRED TECHNOLOGY WITH A HUMAN TOUCH. (PHONE RINGING) WE'RE MEETIN' HIM HERE ? MM-HMM. WHAT'S THIS ? HMM, PAYLESS ? [ Chattering ] FOUR-INCH HEELS ? ARE YOU MAD ? IT'S THE ONE NIGHT I GET OUT. VIXEN. YO, BABY, MM-HMM. HMM ? GET LOST, CUPID. HO, HO, HO, HO, HO, HO, HO, HO ! OH, MR. CLAUS ! 'TIS THE SEASON TO GET DRESSED UP. HAPPY HOLIDAYS FROM PAYLESS. HELLO. STEPHANIE'S THE NEW GIRL. WE CAN TEACH YOU. NEVER EAT IN THE DINING HALL... EXCEPT FOR BREAKFAST. AND YOU WANT PIZZA, YOU CAN MAKE TRISCUIT PIZZA. SAUCE, CHEESE, PEPPERONI. TRISCUIT PIZZAS--I COULD SMELL THESE ALL THE WAY DOWN THE HALL. YOU FEEL LIKE NACHOS? NACHOS? CRUNCHY NACHOS WITH CHEESE ALL MELTED IN THE NOOKS AND CRANNIES. THIS IS LIKE STUDY FOOD. I THINK SHE'S GONNA DO O.K. TRISCUIT... AND TRY TRISCUIT THIN CRISPS, THE CRISPY TRIANGLE THAT SNACKS LIKE A CHIP. JOE: COURTNEY, COME ON. WHAT IS TAKING SO LONG? COURTNEY: THERE IS NO ROOM TO MOVE IN HERE. JOE: THIS FLIGHT IS ALMOST LOADED. COURTNEY: I AM GOING AS FAST AS I CAN! JOE: COURTNEY, YOU'D BETTER HURRY UP BEFORE THE FLIGHT CREW REALIZES WE'RE NOT IN OUR SEATS. FLIGHT ATTENDANT: EXCUSE ME. WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING? JOE: UH -- FLIGHT ATTENDANT: YOU MUST LEAVE NOW. WE'RE TAKING OFF. JOE: KALIMERA. COURTNEY, NOW, DECENT OR NOT. THIS PLANE'S ABOUT TO TAKE OFF. HURRY UP. COURTNEY: OK. OK, I'M READY. JOE: WHAT IS IT WITH WOMEN TAKING SO LONG IN THE BATHROOM, HUH? COME ON. SETH: ONE OF MY STAFF WILL FAX YOU THE NOTES YOU NEED NOW. ANY INFORMATION YOU CAN PROVIDE ONE OF MY ASSOCIATES AT THE F.B.I. WILL HELP US TRY TO BREAK THE CODE. KAREN: CHRIS MUST HAVE USED SOME KIND OF ALPHABET CODE TO TRANSPOSE THE AMINO ACID SEQUENCE. I DON'T KNOW WHAT, THOUGH. SETH: YOU'RE FAMILIAR WITH THE ORIGINAL DRUG? KAREN: WELL, YEAH, I HELPED CREATED IT. SETH: WELL, THEN YOU SHOULD BE ABLE TO REPLICATE IT. KAREN: IN THEORY. SETH: YOU HAVE MY ENTIRE STAFF AT YOUR DISPOSAL. KAREN: BUT I DON'T HAVE MY NOTES. I DESTROYED THEM. THERE ARE DOZENS OF COMPOUNDS THAT NEED ACCURATE MEASUREMENTS. SETH: MANY LIVES HANG ON YOUR GOOD MEMORY. P.A. ANNOUNCER: THERE IS A PATIENT IN CUBICLE SEVEN IN FULL ARREST. THERE IS A PATIENT IN CUBICLE SEVEN IN FULL ARREST. KAREN: MARIO! MATT: GET A CRASH CART IN HERE! KAREN: GET A CRASH CART AND PADDLES IN HERE NOW! [MONITOR BEEPS] KEVIN: ANY CHANGE? EVE: NO. HIS PULSE IS RACING, HIS FEVER'S SPIKING, AND HIS LUNGS ARE GETTING WORSE AND WORSE. AT LEAST HE'S ASLEEP. KEVIN: PULMONARY EDEMA? EVE: IT'S RAMPANT AMONG THOSE WHO WERE THE FIRST EXPOSED. KEVIN: I'M AMAZED YOU CAN STILL STAND UP. LARK: YEAH, I'M TOO SCARED FOR FRANK TO BE SICK. EVE: WELL, AT LEAST THERE ARE NO NEW CASES, AND THE VIRUS HAS BEEN CONTAINED AT THIS HOSPITAL. LARK: YEAH, PLUS NOBODY HAS DIED YET. THAT'S WHAT'S IMPORTANT. EVE: THAT'S RIGHT. COULD BE WORSE. LARK: YEAH. KAREN: I HAVE BAD NEWS. KEVIN: WHO? KAREN: MARIO. I'M SORRY. MATT AND I TRIED TO SAVE HIM, BUT WE COULDN'T. HE'S DEAD. LARK: NO. EVE: HE'S GOT A WIFE AND KIDS. KAREN: I KNOW. IT ISN'T FAIR. [MONITOR BEEPS RAPLY] EVE: OH, MY GOD. KAREN: FRANK'S IN V-FIB. LARK: NO. KAREN: I'LL GET THE AMBUBAG. EVE: I'LL GET THE CRASH CART. LARK: NO. NO, NOT FRANK. KEVIN: JUST GET BACK. JUST GET OUT OF THE WAY. KAREN: COME ON, FRANK. EVE: WATCH OUT. KAREN: YOU FIGHT THIS, FRANK. FIGHT IT. EVE: COME ON, FRANK. COME ON.