It’s Rebecca’s turn to narrate, in “Hi. My Name Is Rebecca Harris”, although when we first see her she’s about to be shot. Winding back a little, we pick up at the end of the last episode, and the conversation between Brian and Rebecca which has been coming for the whole season: he promised not to lie to her, he’s been lying to her, and he needs to come clean. Which he does, about (I think) more or less everything; all the good stuff, anyway, like her father, the enzyme, Morra, the coat, Piper, Sands, and a stolen lasagne. Rebecca is all, well, let’s get Sands for killing my father, and I’m going to take your daily NZT dose to help things along.
Unsurprisingly, Rebecca on NZT is an even more amazing detective than normal (Brian rightly says it’s not fair), which means that even after she gets shot by Sands’s man she’s more than up to the task of dangling bait and tempting Sands into having a nibble. (In the middle of that I really liked Sands texting Brian to warn him immediately before the shots were fired. Sands has been less of an out-and-out villain than he at first seemed to be.) Admittedly the show needs some less-than-convincing scientific jiggery-pokery to get to where it wants to be, including a conversation, using a homemade EEG, with someone who has locked-in syndrome. Brian and Rebecca think he can be used as a witness in court. Uh, not sure about that, dudes.
The real kicker comes at the end, when Rebecca deduces that, by bringing Sands down, Brian has sacrificed his immunity shots for her sake. Piper is still out there, I suppose, although that might mean a shipping dilemma – did Rebecca’s “father” mean that she likes Brian, or that she likes Brian? But with Sands’s team now having the ability to manufacture NZT and its antidote, only two more episodes – ever – to go, and the show apparently now incapable of being less than stunning, we’re going out on a high.