Turning to international news.
Accounts of a strange sighting off the southern tip of Amalah today.
Amateur video capturing what eyewitnesses claim
was a rocket or missile streaking through the sky.
Now an update. Initial reports
of an unscheduled rocket launch in Amalah...
The State Department has confirmed
that Amalah does not have any rocket-launch capabilities.
Senior US military officials claim
the sightings were, in fact, a passenger jet.
There have been recent developments regarding Sophia and her people
that I've kept from all but a few of you,
including my own chief of staff.
My apologies, Richard.
That changes now.
Up to a short time ago,
we thought we had all the non-terrestrials imprisoned.
Well, we were wrong.
An unknown number of them, Sleeper agents,
have been living among us.
Yesterday they launched a communications satellite
from a private facility in Southeast Asia.
Now, most of you have already seen
the cover story we fed the news outlets.
What no one knows is that the satellite broadcasted
a seven-second communications burst,
a message, into deep space,
and self-destructed.
We have no idea where the message was sent, or to whom.
Decrypting it has been made the top priority for the NSA, CIA.
Data is being shared between departments and agencies.
Details we've learned at Inostranka about their alphabet, the way they think.
Every spare man and woman
and every bit of processing power we have is being devoted to this.
(COMPUTER BEEPING) I don't care how hard we have to work or how long,
we will find our answers. I've got it!
And then I'll need all of you to help formulate a response.
Uh, Mr. President, I'm sorry to interrupt,
but there's been a breakthrough.
We've been able to decrypt the first line of the message.
NSA just sent over a capture.
Well, put it up, Blake.
BLAKE: "Preparations are being made for your arrival."
Now, we can speculate until the end of time about why more of them are coming
or when or how many we're talking about,
but we have no answers, so we must assume the worst.
We need to look at this message as a declaration of war.
With all due respect, Blake, let's not jump to conclusions.
These "Sleepers," as you've been calling them, have been here for decades
and haven't harmed a hair on anyone's head
until recently, when this man Thomas came along.
Because they've been hiding their true agenda.
They were an advance party.
The first landing at Plymouth Rock.
And the same scenario will play out. Meaning?
Whoever has the superior firepower wins.
Look, at best, they'll colonize us
and make us a subject people.
At worst, they'll exterminate us.
Mr. President, you give us a target and we'll hit it.
But these people,
they can teleport planes and implode buildings at will.
To tell you the truth, sir, we cannot counter that.
So you're saying we're helpless.
I'm saying we need more intel, sir.
About their motives, about their capacities.
We've been interrogating them on and off for 66 years.
What else can we find out from them?
Maybe trying to extract more information out of the detainees is worth a try.
Now that we have a better idea of what questions to ask,
it's possible we'll get better information.
You'll personally supervise it?
Yes, sir.
I can leave for Inostranka today.
SOPHIA: There's no way of knowing how many
of our people Thomas plans on bringing over.
But there's no question what
their intentions will be once they get here.
We know he's still making adjustments to the portal array.
We need to go to the site and make sure he doesn't complete it.
That won't be easy.
Thomas has kept the location of the array a closely guarded secret,
from all of us.
At the time it made sense to compartmentalize the information.
We can't stop looking for him. We have to find him, Simon.
Look, there's a resource we haven't tapped yet.
One of our own who could help us.
No. Never.
Please, Sophia. Just hear me out.
It's possible he might know where Thomas is hiding.
How can you honestly ask me to trust him after what he did?
Look, I don't like the idea any better than you do.
But he may be our only hope in stopping Thomas.
Gerard, it's good seeing you again.
You, too, Thomas.
I can't tell you how excited I was when I heard you were coming.
Let's be honest,
it's not me that you were really excited about.
You're right. Well, let's have a look at it.
Does Sophia know what we plan on using the module for?
Now that we've sent the message, she does.
That's a problem.
We're going to need a lot of help here.
And most everyone is loyal to her.
We're about to put a plan into action.
When we're done, we're gonna have
a small army of our people.
Once that happens,
hopefully the rest will fall into line.
Good. Good.
How rude of me.
You came all this way, you're probably interested
in seeing the progress we've made on the portal array.
This way.
I assume the work is on schedule?
Ahead, as a matter of fact.
Just finished burying the superstructure yesterday,
as you can see.
And it will be large enough to bring everyone here?
Even the numbers we were talking about?
Yes. Every last one.
(INHALES AND EXHALES DEEPLY)
Leila, Leila.
What?
It's your father.
LEILA: What does this mean?
I... Uh...
I don't know. I mean, I'm not sure. I...
Leila, you don't think it's possible that
your father is
one of them?
No.
There isn't any "them."
These pictures, they're not real. They can't be.
Okay, all right.
Whatever it means, we'll figure it out.
I need to talk to my dad.
He can explain.
I need to talk to my dad and I need to find Sam...
We'll do whatever we need to do.
There has to be something in here that can tell us where she is. I mean...
(SHUSHING)
(WHISPERING) Did you hear that?
There's someone else down here.
Hey! Hey!
SEAN: Stop!
Don't move!
Don't shoot. I'm unarmed.
Who are you and what are you doing here?
WOMAN: Be careful with that.
She works here.
Where is she?
Tell me where my sister is.
Tell us everything that we want to know.
Where are the girls who were just here?
SEAN: Huh?
Start talking.
All the test subjects have been moved.
Moved? Moved where? Where?
Huh! I can't tell you that.
Why did you take Sam? And what did you do to her?
We took Samantha because she's special.
All of the girls are.
That's the reason that we wanted you, too.
What do you mean, "special"?
Special how?
(GASPING FOR BREATH) You're special because of your father.
He doesn't age at a normal rate.
You're lying. Tell us the truth.
Now! Tell us the truth! I am telling you the truth!
Where is she? Where is she?
Tell me where she is.
I already told you, I can't.
Yes, you can.
You know, the man you people sent for her, he's dead. I killed him.
So don't test me.
This is the last time I'm gonna ask or I'm gonna shoot you.
She's being transported to a facility in West Plains with the other girls.
I need an address.
I don't know it. I swear.
How long ago did they leave?
Ten minutes. In a white van.
Haven't seen anyone headed east for miles.
You think the woman at the hospital could have been lying?
I don't know. But we have to try something, right?
Do you believe what she said about my dad?
It doesn't make any sense. It's crazy.
You don't think so?
I don't know what to think.
I'm just trying to be honest, Leila.
We've heard a lot of things that haven't made any sense.
And they've all ended up being true.
So this has to be?
No, I told you, I said I don't know.
I don't know.
I'm trying to figure it out. Well, I do.
(GATE BUZZING)
On your feet. Transfer order came in early. You're being moved.
Where? Supermax facility in Virginia.
Wallens Ridge State.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(ORDERING INDISTINCTLY)
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Get in there.
(COUGHING)
Go, go, go. Come on. (COUGHING AND GAGGING VIOLENTLY)
Here, use this. It'll stop the burning.
(GRUNTS)
Simon?
RICHARD: The Amalan government's officially confirming
the press release we issued covering up the missile launch.
It's already been dropped off the news cycle.
Great. And Blake? Should be landing at Inostranka shortly.
Your next meeting is with Senator Lewis. Bernard's widow.
Governor appointed her to fill her husband's seat
until Alaska holds special elections in a couple of months.
She was sworn in earlier this week.
Can we push this off?
We've already rescheduled three times.
It's just a quick meet and greet and photo op.
She's a very sweet woman. Stay-at-home mom, two kids.
Was always very supportive of her husband.
And at some point, we'll need her vote.
Fine.
We have to establish a certain level of accountability,
otherwise the system will collapse.
Ultimately this bill is about fiscal responsibility
and it will benefit the people, not just the elected officials.
I agree.
I knew you would.
So I'm assuming I can count on your support for this bill?
Sure. Of course you can.
You're planning on running for the special election, huh?
I want to carry on my husband's legacy.
The people of Alaska believed in him and
hopefully I can get them to believe in me, too.
Well, you have me sold.
Transparency is the key to regaining the voter trust.
Speaking of which,
I was going through Bernard's briefcase and I stumbled upon something.
I don't even think I was supposed to see it.
It's an appropriations report.
It's from the internal subcommittee that Bernard chaired.
It earmarks $90 million for my state
for the expansion of a weather station on Mount Inostranka.
Okay.
I'd never heard of it.
And when I tried to schedule a tour of the facility so I could chart their progress,
I was told the expansion had been canceled.
It sounds vaguely familiar.
I think your husband... I think he may have brought that to my attention.
Um...
Yeah. Bernard found out
that the project had been abandoned and the funds were redirected.
Well, I'd love to report back to my constituents
just exactly where that money went.
I mean, every dollar counts, right?
Of course.
I will have...
Renee? Yes, sir.
I'll give this to her and I'll make sure that someone looks into it.
That'd be great. Thank you.
Catherine, it was a pleasure to have met you.
And I'm sure we'll talk again soon.
I'm sure we will. Okay.
CATHERINE: Thank you so much. Thank you.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Did you make a copy of that file I gave to the president, Eric?
Yes, ma'am. Just like you asked.
Do you play poker?
No, I don't.
Well, I do.
Ever since my dad taught me as a little girl.
And that man...
That man was bluffing.
I see it went well.
You assured me no one would get hurt. Did you...
We were careful.
Good.
Sophia, before anything else,
um...
I never expected this chance,
and I'm sorry it has to be under these circumstances, but I'll take it.
(MICHAEL SIGHS DEEPLY)
What I did, flying that plane,
I don't expect you to ever forgive me,
but I need you to know
I didn't know you would be there with the president.
And if you had, you wouldn't have gone through with it?
They had my daughters.
Daughters you were never supposed to have.
I sat in a cell for 66 years
so that you and the rest of our people on the outside
could find a way to get us back home.
Not so you could play house here.
Sophia, maybe we should... No. It's fine. We have all
had lapses in judgment.
(SIGHS FORCEFULLY)
I'm sorry.
According to Simon, you were helping Thomas with the portal array.
Yes. Transporting the components he needed.
I used my connections at the airline to skirt customs.
Then I delivered them to a middle man.
We need to know who that middle man was and we need your help in finding him.
Assuming they're still in contact,
he could be our only way of finding Thomas.
I can help you. Good.
But first I need you to help me.
Find Leila and Samantha.
Their lives are still in danger.
How in the world do you expect us to do that?
There was an investigation into
the assassination attempt.
I assume the government knows something.
All I know is that your daughter's boyfriend,
Sean Walker, has surfaced occasionally.
He was in touch with an FBI agent. I can look into...
You will do no such thing.
You will help us,
and you will do it now, without conditions.
Do you understand me, Michael?
You help me find my daughters and I will help you find your son.
Those are my terms.
Leila, look.
SEAN: Look.
Do you think that's the van? I'll try and get closer.
It's the right color.
Okay, I'm going to pass them.
Try and get a look at the driver.
See if there's anyone else with him in the cab, okay?
And then what?
And then, we'll figure out a way to stop him.
(EXHALES)
(EXCLAIMS)
He's coming again!
Just hold on. Hold on!
(EXCLAIMS)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(HORN HONKING) (TIRES SCREECHING)
(BOTH PANTING)
(BOTH EXCLAIM)
(WINDOW SHATTERING)
Sean, look out!
Hold on. Hold on.
(EXCLAIMS)
Hold tight! Hold tight! Next time he comes...
Hang on. Hang on.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(GROANING)
(BOTH PANTING)
(WARNS INDISTINCTLY)
(GRUNTS)
SEAN: We're good!
LEILA: The doors are locked.
Leila, is that you? Sam!
LEILA: Sam, we're here.
SAM: Leila.
LEILA: It's okay, Sam.
Leila!
Sam!
SEAN: Everyone okay?
Are you okay?
SEAN: Is everyone okay? LEILA: Are you okay?
No one's hurt?
Are you all right? SEAN: Call 911!
SEAN: The police are on their way.
They're gonna bring you back to your parents, okay?
Stay in the van until they get here.
Leila, we gotta go. Come on. We got to go.
LEILA: Stay here. Help is on the way.
SEAN: Okay.
(CAR ENGINE SPUTTERING)
The car is not starting.
Come on. We got to go.
Down that way. Come on. We gotta go.
Courtesy of the lady at the end of the bar.
(BILLIARD BALLS HITTING)
Check her out.
Where did she come from?
I think she's smiling at me.
Maybe the bartender got confused.
No. I think she's smiling at me.
I think you're gonna have to catch your own ride home...
What? ...cowboy.
Good luck. Thank you.
Hi.
Thank you or the drink.
You looked like you could use another.
And how did you know?
Woman's intuition.
After you. (EXHALES) Thank you.
Of course.
So, what happened to that leg?
(CHUCKLES)
Skiing accident.
Don't worry.
Everything else works just fine.
I'm sure it does.
(GRUNTING)
God! I should've known.
Look, if it's money you're after, you're out of luck.
We don't want your money, Lieutenant Grier.
How do you know who I am?
What do you want?
(PANTING) We want you.
See, our good friend's sitting in your living room right now with your wife and daughter,
waiting for a kill order from me.
You're going to do whatever we ask you to do, starting now.
Their lives depend on how well you follow orders.
I don't understand.
Just tell me what the hell's going on here.
You're going to help us raise an army.
Can we stop? I'm tired.
Of course.
Why are we running away from the police?
Because we just have to make sure we're gonna be safe.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
It's Collier.
Angela, we have her. We found Samantha.
Yeah. I know. I just got off with state police.
I'm sending federal agents down there to take over and lock down the scene.
I just got contacted by somebody that's trying to reach you.
He said, uh,
Michael Buchanan needs to meet with you and Leila.
Leila's father? I thought he's in government custody.
Who called you? He wouldn't say.
It must be a trap.
Well, he said that you wouldn't believe him,
so he sent along a message from Michael.
Something that only you two would know.
He said once I told you, you would know that it was the truth.
What's the message?
That you were going to propose to Leila on that cruise.
Walker, you there?
Um...
How do we get in touch with him?
I'll text you the number.
Okay, thanks.
What is it?
Um, Collier said that someone called her.
He told her that your father wants to meet with us.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Yes, Eric.
What?
I'm walking in right now.
(CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO)
I'm sorry, I tried to stop them. It's all right, Eric.
What's going on?
Mrs. Lewis... Senator Lewis,
I'm Niles Duncan, Sergeant at Arms.
I've been asked to secure your husband's office.
My office.
Yes, Senator, but your husband had a high security clearance,
which you do not have.
We've been ordered to verify that these files
do not contain any classified information.
Ordered by whom?
The Office of the President.
I see.
Mr. Duncan,
I don't know exactly how to put this,
but my husband kept letters in his desk.
They were of a personal nature.
They were sent to him by another woman.
I'm sure you must realize how embarrassing this would be
if they fell into the wrong hands.
Would you allow me to retrieve them?
It will be our secret.
And I will owe you.
Clear this office.
Give it to the senator, please.
Director Sterling, welcome back.
Major Pearson.
We just got word of your arrival an hour ago.
We would have made preparations.
That's quite all right, Major.
I'll need a secure room for the questioning and files on the detainees.
Why question the detainees now?
Has something happened, sir?
There's been some new developments.
Well, perhaps if you tell me, I can help you.
You don't have the clearance, Major.
And knowing will do you no good.
Trust me.
Sir? Your signature's needed on these.
Thank you, soldier. Thank you, sir.
Do you really think my dad's coming?
Yeah.
What if it's true?
What if he really is one of them?
What if...
What does that make me?
Leila,
it's gonna be all right, okay?
Daddy!
Come here, my little pumpkin.
Oh, you're all right. Oh, God! I missed you so much, Daddy.
Sean Walker.
Michael told me a little about what you've done.
Thank you.
Hi, pumpkin. Hi, sweetie.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
MICHAEL: Hey,
what's wrong?
We talked to your friend Madeline.
She told us.
She told us about them.
I didn't believe her, but...
I saw...
We found
pictures.
Pictures of you from so long ago.
Is it true,
Dad?
Are you?
I'm sorry.
Come here, baby.
I'm sorry.
We're good.
(RADIO CRACKLING)
(BOTH GRUNT)
Grab him.
(GATE BUZZING) BELL: The prisoner is in Interrogation 1.
Just up at the end of the hall.
I understand she's been questioned exhaustively during her incarceration.
Your point, Corporal?
Has something changed on the outside to warrant your new interest in her?
She murdered a fellow detainee on direct orders from Sophia.
Let's just say I may now know why. (GATE BUZZING)
Hello again, Maya.
We know about the message your people sent from the satellite.
I don't know what you're talking about.
The message was comprised of one line.
"Preparations are being made for your arrival."
It's a status report for a planned invasion.
That's impossible.
An invasion would go against everything we believe in.
I can make this very unpleasant for you.
So I suggest you carefully consider your responses here
because there is nothing I won't do to protect my country.
You know, the irony is
that it was us who swore an oath to protect you.
You expect me to believe that,
after you killed one of your own rather than have him tell us what he knew?
It's the truth.
To do no harm.
To leave this civilization intact.
That part of our mission was inviolate.
Then explain this.
(HORN HONKING)
Supply run from Fort Greely.
Hell of a ride coming up that hill.
For a while there I thought we weren't going to make it.
I don't see you on the roster, sir.
Really? I personally talked to your night watch commander before we left.
Lieutenant Grier.
All right. Just a minute.
(PHONE RINGING)
Lieutenant Grier. Sir, I got a truck here,
supply run from Fort Greely.
I don't see it on the roster. Should I permit entry?
Sir, should I permit entry?
They're clear. Let them in.
PEARSON: You don't look so good, Lieutenant.
You sick?
No, sir. I just haven't seen the sun in about six months.
You should try those vitamin D supplements.
They help. Yes, sir.
Why is this vehicle here?
Hey, this area has to stay clear for personnel.
Sir, you're going to have to move this out.
(COUGHING AND GAGGING)
We have a breach.
Move it! Move it! Let's go! Let's go!
Remember, do not engage unless absolutely necessary.
We want to keep it quiet till we take care of the rest of the guards.
Devon, Jonah, come with me to the command room.
The rest of you, you know where to go.
What time you got?
1830.
That clock's off by 12 minutes.
Maybe there was an outage in the sector.
This one's off, too.
Same thing, 12 minutes. Different sector.
What the hell's going on? He's tying his shoe again.
What the hell is going on?
We have a...
What do you think you're doing, Lieutenant?
They have my family, sir.
(DOOR BANGS OPEN)
PEARSON: What the hell do you want?
This prison and everyone in it.