The Jensen Project Page #5

from sweating it...

is to take us along.

- This isn't a pleasure trip, guys!

- But we can help!

You can help

by staying here.

Folks, we gotta get going.

I love you.

Back before you know it.

I promise.

Tell me you're smiling

for good reason, Edwin.

Well, the assembler's working.

We still have to

lay out the protocols,

go through

sterilization techniques.

But... rest assured,

it's nearly time...

to make history.

You got the spec yet?

It looks like

an abandoned water tower.

There's an...

entrance on the south side.

Security system?

No... it doesn't look like it.

- That's weird.

- Yeah.

I'll keep you posted.

What?

You seem so...

I don't know.

Into this!

Beats pulling worms

out of noses.

What?

Nothing.

I feel bad about leaving Brody

out of the loop.

Me too.

We should have talked

to him before we, you know...

Yeah.

Well, not talking has

become a bit of a habit.

I can't believe them!

They go all crazy when I don't

tell them my every move,

and they go do

something like this!

Yeah, it's pretty

messed up, all right.

I mean, what am I

even doing here?

Whining. Stop it.

Yeah, well,

what do you know?

I know that if something

happens to them,

your life will

change instantly!

And, dude, you have

no idea what that's like!

You speaking

from experience?

I never met my dad,

and my mom died

when I was, like, 5.

Who raised you?

Wolves.

Come on.

Foster care, group homes.

It wasn't

so bad, actually.

It taught me to think

and do for myself.

So you can pout and mope,

or you can off the bench

and make something happen!

- Like?

- Like figuring out...

where your parents are.

We'll track their chopper.

What's that?

We left Dr. James'

program up.

It's been searching for voice

matches to Edwin's samples...

With the assembler we should have

a full chain in 48 hours.

- It's Edwin!

- Are you sure?

Shh! Listen!

- What're we supposed to be looking at?

- Nanobots.

You can't actually see them

without a microscope,

but trust me,

that machine is producing

working nanobots, even as we speak.

Show me.

Show you.

Show you what?

You said you were

producing nanobots.

Prove it.

Let's see one work.

And... and how...

how do you propose I do that?

By moving into human testing.

- Is he kidding?

- I don't think so.

I will not do that.

I don't think

my investors would agree.

But... if you wanna try

to convince them,

go ahead.

Hm?

Are you hearing this?

Can you track the guys cell signal

and get his location?

- I can try.

- Do it.

I thought I heard

something over there.

I'll go check.

I found your mom and dad.

They're just north of New York City,

Van Cortlandt Park.

- Doesn't make any sense.

- What?

Edwins' signal's coming from the

south end of Manhattan island, maybe...

my parents are going.

- Double-check it.

- I did.

What's that?

- System lockdown.

- We're in lockdown!

All communications

- are blocked.

- Does this mean...

we lost Matt and Claire?

Completely!

No signals in or out!

- Where are they?

- They'd just reached the site...

when we lost them.

They're on their own.

Everyone can I have your attention?

There's been

a security breach.

Our network

has been compromised.

We are in self-protect mode,

meaning there's no outgoing

or incoming communication.

This is serious.

If our system

has been corrupted,

we could lose everything.

I guess they're not

fooling around.

A lot of our

save-the-world stuff...

is a few quick tweaks

from kill-everybody stuff.

So, yeah, we take this

pretty seriously.

Ingrid, this is Sam!

Can you hear me?

I can't get through. Someone's

blocked our com to headquarters.

We go to get to Ingrid!

What about the vents?

Can't we climb through them?

This isn't a rerun

of "Mission Impossible", dude!

Grab a flashlight

and help me!

How'd you know about this?

Spilled a bag of malted

milk balls a few weeks ago.

Couple rolled under

the machine.

Where does it go?

You'll see.

Talk to me, Edwin.

Well, right now,

I'm regulating the patient's

blood pressure and sugar levels.

Apparently, your man

has diabetes.

With just a few strokes,

I can adjust his

blood-sugar level.

In case of emergency,

I could raise

his insulin...

to prevent him from

going into diabetic shock.

Interesting.

Give him a shot

of serotonin.

Slow his heart rate.

I don't think

that's a good idea.

There, you've seen it work.

You satisfied?

Almost.

Once we blast the lock,

we'll clear the room.

Then go in the door

and secure the tech.

Now, if there's

any trouble,

I want you to

get back to the chopper.

Hurry, dude.

Let's do it.

- Go! Go! Go! Go!

- Go!

Clear!

- Clear!

- Clear!

Bring 'em in!

I don't understand how the chemical

trail led my parents one way...

but the voice tracker says that

Edwin's somewhere completly different!

The point is, we know where

Edwin is and they don't!

Give him a shot

of adrenaline.

More.

No!

Stop!

Stop! Stop! His heart

can't take any more!

Stop!

You're gonna send him

into cardiac arrest!

Don't ever say

no to me again...

partner.

This should lead to a vent

outside the building.

Wait a minute.

I thought we were trying to get to Ingrid.

Why are we going outside.

We can't get to Ingrid

'cause of the lockdown.

We have to switch

to plan B.

Come on!

The server's secure.

Do an all-systems

roll call,

and try to raise

Claire and Matt.

What is plan B?

We don't know how long,

Edwin will be at his current location.

If we don't go now,

we might lose him.

Plan B is going after the guy

who was just...

testing his nano-gizmo on

a human subject by ourselves?

You don't have to come

if you don't want to.

Wha...

What's that?

Five propellers

and a fuselage.

What do you think it is?

An airplane.

I knew you were

a bright kid.

Help me push!

Look...

do you even know how

to fly an airplane?

Yeah, kind of.

Kind of?

No, this is not a good idea!

My mom would definitely

flog me for this!

Your call, but I'm going

with or without you.

Follow the pretty girl?

Obey Mom?

Follow the pretty girl?

Obey Mom?

Follow the pretty girl?

Obey Mom? Pretty girl? Mom?

Dude! Are you coming or what?

Your parents need us!

- Definitely.

- Okay!

Jump in!

Ahh!

Screaming like a little girl

won't help me fly this baby!

Uh...

Captain to co-captain...

"Captain" implies that you actually

know how to fly this thing.

Chill out!

It's just like Nitromaniacs.

Nitromaniacs, is just a video game!

This is an airplane!

And when my mom

finds out we stole it...

We didn't steal it.

It's Jensen property.

I'm a Jensen employee,

and we're on a Jensen mission.

She'll buy that!

Oh, I'm so dead!

Not if we get back

the molecular assembler...

and save the world!

Trust me, you'll go from

juvie to hero in one night.

Assuming I survive this...

- Hang on!

- Ahh!

It doesn't

make any sense.

The trail ends just

outside the door.

Ingrid!

Matt, I'm so glad you're okay.

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