Previously on Colony...
We're with an agency called
the Institute for Global
Advancement.
I don't have enough support
in the camp to stop MacGregor.
Then you need reinforcements.
The Occupation?
You call a certain
radio frequency
and say a code word.
Roanoke.
You are a double
agent traveling
with a known
collaborator.
I thereby sentence you
and your husband to death.
[sonic blasts]
[explosions]
[screaming]
[Will]
Gracie!
[Bram]
Charlie, run!
[gunshots]
No! No!
[dramatic music]
♪♪
[Lieutenant Garland]
So where are you gonna go?
To the center of the action.
Switzerland!
Your responses are being
closely monitored
so it's important that you
answer truthfully.
Who is your favorite
U.S. president?
I always liked Bill Clinton.
The guy could step in shit
and still smell good.
No one could ever take
that guy down.
You can have anything
in the world.
What would it be?
I guess I can't wish
for more wishes?
I guess I always wanted
to drive a Mercedes.
Christ, a Mercedes?
Who is this guy?
Um... Evan Hazeldine.
He's a state administrator
and law school graduate.
Which one?
Um, "The People's College
of Law."
That's a real thing?
He failed the Bar
three times.
You've reached a position
of some power.
Your former fiancée
comes to you
because she's
under investigation,
and wants your help.
Is this a hypothetical
former fiancée?
No.
How do you know about her?
Does it matter?
If you lie,
the interview is over.
And your candidacy
with the Institute
for Global Advancement
ends here.
I wouldn't help her.
[computer beeps]
Um, they approved him.
What?
Which grouping is he in?
Delta 11.
[sighs]
You approved that loser?
[sighs]
His in-person interview
supported the algorithm's
classification.
He should be confined
to a cubicle somewhere,
not governing a bloc.
You're applying my
algorithm incorrectly.
Your algorithm's perfect,
Mr. Kynes.
That's why they've
partnered with you.
The algorithm is meaningless
if you don't apply it
as it was designed.
The Institute wasn't
interested
in your application method.
What they were interested in
is your algorithm's
uncanny ability
to specifically classify
the human population.
What we do with them
is our business.
[dramatic music]
Please bring in
the next candidate.
♪♪
He's a bureaucrat, Ev.
He's an idiot.
♪♪
They're courting disaster
if they keep running
things like this.
Yeah, well.
What can we do?
♪♪
Are you still
up on the network?
How long would it take you
to download it?
-Which part?
-The whole thing.
♪♪
Well, now we're talking
7 billion records,
so I'd have to get up
on a hard line,
but probably 16, 18 hours.
Could you do it
without being detected?
Come on.
I want the whole database
collated and sorted.
You got it.
♪♪
[dramatic music]
♪♪
[sighs]
I trust the bath amenities
were to your liking, sir?
Uh...
Big upgrade
from my previous setup.
Would you like to see
the rest of the chalet,
or are you hungry?
You cook too?
I handle all
the household tasks, sir.
Mm! Mm!
How is the meal, sir?
I've got to warn you, Julien.
It's been a long time
since I've been in love.
I wasn't expecting visitors.
The car is yours, sir.
So that means
I can drive it?
[engine turns over]
[engine revving]
Chief Minister Goldwyn
to see you, sir.
Helena, I wasn't
expecting you.
Unannounced drop-in.
I wanted to make sure
that you were relaxing.
Are you happy
with your accommodations?
A significant understatement.
I have a Julien.
I figured this
would bore you.
I could never be bored
being safe, warm, and dry.
Well, there's plenty of work
for you when you're ready.
I'm done, Helena.
Everything I could want
is right here.
I'm not going back.
Good for you.
There is a cocktail party
at the Chancellor's estate
this afternoon.
You should at least get
to know your neighbors.
I'll have to check
my calendar.
I'll send a car.
I already have one.
[door closes]
[car approaches]
She's exhausted, Will.
We can't stop.
There was a sign for a town
up the road that way.
Maybe we should check it out.
[labored breathing]
How's it feel?
It hurts.
Worse than before?
Well, changing the bandage
should help.
[sighs]
I found some water.
Okay.
How we doing?
Good.
We should check
the other houses.
See what supplies
we can find.
[engine grinding]
Come on, damn it.
[engine grinding]
-Come on!
-Why won't it start?
Because of the way
gasoline's refined.
It breaks down pretty quick.
So all the cars are dead?
Keep your eye out
for a diesel one.
-Diesel?
-Different kind of fuel.
Lasts longer.
We'll find one that works.
We just gotta keep looking,
okay?
Stay here and rest.
I found some Neosporin.
Expired?
Only recently.
It should still be good.
Yeah, that's good.
Anything else?
It's empty.
[dramatic music]
♪♪
Mom, Dad.
♪♪
Maybe that's
where everyone went.
There'll be cabins
in the Olympic Mountains.
Fresh water,
plenty of fish and game.
Just like Big Bear.
Come on, we gotta use
what daylight we have left.
♪♪
[upbeat lounge music]
♪♪
Alan, I'm glad you made it.
I might even stay
if they have more of these.
[glass tinkling]
Everyone, a moment.
I would like to take this time
to introduce you to someone.
Now, you've all heard
the legend
of the insurgent camp
in Region Eight.
Well, the hero behind its
demise is here with us tonight.
Alan Snyder.
I knew that Alan was talented
when I recruited him
to run a bloc
in the Los Angeles Colony.
But what I did not know was
that he was also
a gifted double agent.
To Alan.
-[all] To Alan.
-[chuckles]
Enjoy the party.
Oh, hi, how are you?
Once inside, I identified
a rift in the leadership.
Over time, I was able
to exploit it.
And turn them
against each other.
What are you going to do now?
Enjoy my victory lap.
You're in a very rare
and enviable position,
but your next choice
is very critical--
Mr. Snyder.
Sabine Arnaud, Chief Counsel
for the Global Authority.
Oh, uh, Alan.
A pleasure.
You've demonstrated your
talent at an opportune time.
Did I?
The recent ambush
has left our Hosts reeling.
My group is in a pressing need
for people with your skill set.
I want you to keep me abreast
of your future plans.
And abreast I shall keep you.
♪♪
Enjoying the party?
Sounds like I missed
quite a bit
while I was away.
Well, we certainly
aren't experiencing
one of the occupation's
better moments.
Which is why there is plenty
of opportunity at play.
The good old boys club
is foundering here.
And the oligarchy is searching
for new, fresh ideas
wherever they can find them.
I think I'm fresh
out of ideas.
Hm. Well.
Just think about it.
[indistinct chatter]
[labored breathing]
[dramatic music]
♪♪
Come on over.
How you feeling?
I'm cold.
All right, extra
blanket's yours, then.
Car was ditched on the road,
it didn't start,
I thought maybe
we could use this.
I also found a bunch of these.
They were all over the ground.
They must have been air
dropped or something.
It says they've got
medicine, food, shelter,
jobs, everything.
And that they're taking
in anyone who comes.
Why would a colony be
advertising to take people in?
LA had overcrowding issues
from the go.
I don't know, Dad.
But it says that it's
a new kind of colony,
and that it's safe there.
Yeah, I heard
that one before.
[animals calling]
What if they really do have
all these things?
The Occupation's always had
a good advertising department.
What's the real plan then,
Dad?
No colonies!
[dramatic music]
Mom?
♪♪
Everybody's tired.
We should sleep.
I'll keep watch.
♪♪
[thud]
Wake up! Wake up!
Wake up! Go!
Come on, wake up!
Come on!
Leave it! Leave it!
Come on!
[dramatic music]
[drone whirring]
[drone footsteps]
[sonic blast]
[drone footsteps]
[sonic blast]
What's happening?
They're herding us.
[footsteps]
Chief Minister Goldwyn, sir.
Good morning, Helena.
Care to learn about
the fascinating history
of the British Empire?
What did you think
of the party?
It was very nice.
But you didn't invite me there
just to show me a good time.
You've earned a good time.
Uh-huh.
And?
The situation may be a little
more dire than I let on.
The labor shortages
that we're facing,
we have never seen
anything like it.
The Hosts had originally
calculated years,
perhaps even a decade
before the enemy fleet
caught up with them.
The estimate has now
dwindled to months.
Maybe less.
And what's the strategy now?
Rendition
the problem colonies
to fix the immediate supply
issues,
and then reboot those colonies.
The Seattle Protocol.
See?
You can't stay away from this.
I was just keeping up my side
of the conversation.
I need to issue
rendition orders
for the Santa Monica
and San Fernando blocs,
but their proxies
are resisting me.
Lee and Fleming?
Tell those idiots too bad.
I need their votes.
Politically,
I've developed a reputation
for being a bit unilateral.
Tough position.
I hope you can sway them.
It's something, isn't it?
That one algorithm
selected everyone
in both the local
and global authorities?
But as extraordinary
as that was,
there was one thing that
Everett Kynes didn't calculate:
Human adaptability.
The world changed radically
after the invasion.
And people had to change
and adapt to meet it.
Some did more than others.
Your ceiling was supposed
to be bloc governor.
But here you are, the toast
of the Global Authority.
You beat the algorithm.
You demonstrated that
you are more than your sum.
[dramatic music]
It would be a tragic
waste of talent
for you to stop your rise here.
♪♪
Uh, I know we met,
but I don't think we were ever
properly introduced.
Elan.
And what's your role
in the Global Authority, Elan?
VGA liaison to the
Transitional Authority
in Region Seven.
Region Seven is, uh--what?
Latin America?
North Africa.
That must be
interesting work.
Not as interesting
as your work at the camp.
I'd love to hear about it.
Well, there's not much to say
that hasn't been said already.
It must have been satisfying
not only to see
those terrorists
reap their punishment,
but to know that you had
a direct hand in it.
It was very violent.
Tell me about it.
What do you want to hear?
Any details you're willing
to share.
[lounge music]
♪♪
[scoffs]
Hang in there, Gracie.
[whimpering]
I think she's going septic.
We have to take her
to Seattle.
No!
She'll die too, if we don't.
If we walk in there,
that's it for you and me.
They'll ID us and arrest us.
I don't care.
I don't care!
You have to be okay
with this too.
Maybe they won't know
who we are...
Or maybe we can change
our names again.
No.
We can't go into this on hope.
I know.
[gasps]
[computer chimes]
[line trilling]
Uh, Julien?
Yes, sir?
I didn't wake you up, did I?
Of course not, sir.
Any chance you could wrangle
an IGA incident report for me?
[dramatic music]
♪♪
[phone beeping]
♪♪
This is Alan Snyder.
I need to speak
with Helena Goldwyn.
Wake her up.
[heavy breathing]
Hey, I'm Will.
Uh, Jim.
Where you guys headed?
Seattle.
Us too.
Our daughter's very sick.
What's wrong with her?
Broken arm.
It's infected.
She's not gonna make it
if we go on foot.
I mean, you can see
we don't have room.
I'm at the end
of my rope, Jim.
I tell you what.
Let me drop them off,
I'll come back for you.
I won't be half a day.
She might not have
that kind of time.
We can take her.
They're supposed to have great
medical care in Seattle.
We could have her there
in a couple of hours.
Let my wife come with you.
There's not room for that.
Your oldest,
she can stay with us.
We'll take good care of her.
-I--
-We're not bargaining here.
We're sorry about your
daughter, we really are.
And you're welcome to take
our generous offer.
Otherwise, we need to move on.
We need the car.
[dramatic music]
You can take all your supplies.
We'll leave the car for you
outside the city.
♪♪
You know I can't do that.
But she's gonna die
if we don't.
♪♪
Jim, drive.
-Okay--
-Drive the goddamn car!
[gunshot]
♪♪
Get out, all of you.
♪♪
All right, do what he says.
Do what he says!
I told you not to stop!
♪♪
Take what you want.
♪♪
All right.
♪♪
Get Gracie in the back.
♪♪
I'm sorry.
♪♪
Proxies, welcome to Davos!
May I?
Table for three?
I brought wine.
Alan, so glad to see
you're alive and well.
Come on, Tony, you're a
better liar than that. Cheers!
Hey, congratulations
on your success
at the Resistance camp.
We live in a time
of unlikely heroes.
Speaking of which,
I have brought the both of you
an opportunity to cover
yourselves in glory.
Is that so?
Give the Chief Minister
the vote she needs,
and surrender your blocs
for total rendition.
[laughter]
I see the IGA's hero is
still carrying Helena's water.
You would keep your fife
following the rendition.
You would just inherit
new subjects.
Along with a view of
that new factory
they want to build downtown.
You want a factory
as close to your colony
as you can get it,
because those are
the only sites the RAPs
will be protecting
when their enemies do show up.
It also makes us a target.
It's a double-edged sword,
to be sure.
I've got everything I need
in Santa Monica.
And no snow.
What about you, Proxy Lee?
I always took you
for the smart one.
If they need to staunch
the labor shortage then,
I'll discuss
the rendition order.
But Helena has to find
another location
in Region Eight
for her factory.
I feel compelled to admit
I haven't been entirely
truthful with you.
Waiter?
You see, this meeting
wasn't a negotiation.
It was
a professional courtesy.
Can you please invite
my friends to join us?
[dramatic music]
♪♪
These are the two gentlemen
who need to be questioned.
What the hell is this?
Questioned about what?
I spent a long time embedded
with the Resistance,
talked to a lot of people.
I was very surprised
to learn how both of you
had been so sympathetic
to their cause!
-What?
-Yes, Proxies Lee and Fleming,
I took detailed notes.
♪♪
I didn't want to do this,
not to two former colleagues,
but I had no choice.
I gave a full briefing
to the Security Directorate.
-This is bullshit!
-This is a setup!
♪♪
Unfortunately, treason
is a hard stink to get rid of.
Especially here.
♪♪
[engine dies]
How we doing,
Gracie-girl?
[whimpers]
Where are we?
We're close,
but we're gonna have to walk
the rest of the way.
[dramatic music]
I got you.
♪♪
[dramatic music]
♪♪
Hey, help!
I need your help!
Please, my sister's
very badly hurt.
What's wrong with her?
Broken arm. We reset it,
but it's infected.
I need a rapid response team
at the Eastern ingress.
-How old is she?
-She's 11. Her name is Grace.
Okay, help is coming.
Grace is 11 years old.
She has a broken left arm,
and might be septic!
♪♪
Okay, baby.
Careful, careful, careful!
[ragged breathing]
Hang in there, baby.
Hang in there.
We're here.
You're safe.
Hey, they need to take her
to the medical tent, okay?
♪♪
-Let them take her.
-Okay.
♪♪
You can see Grace
after they stabilize her, okay?
Okay? Come with me.
♪♪
I'm Iris, your advocate.
I'm going to see that you are
placed in a home that offers
the best fit for your family.
Okay?
Can we start with your names?
Dalton.
James, Laura, and Sean.
Okay,
and let's not forget Grace.
And where are the Daltons from?
Riverside, California.
[tablet clicking]
Now, I just need to snap
some photos of you.
We'll get beauty shots later.
[tablet clicks]
All right.
So this is your intake tent,
number 306.
One of you should be here
at all times,
in case we need
to speak with you
or update you.
The camp is pretty well-marked,
so you can find your way
to wash facilities
and ration stations.
And how do we get
updates on Gracie?
They know to come to me
as soon as there's news.
She's in really good hands.
Thank you.
In the meantime, I'm gonna
get your case opened,
so we can start processing you.
♪♪
Why don't you, um--
Why don't you go see if
you can find us some food
and maybe a change of clothes,
and we'll wait here
for news on Gracie.
[dramatic music]
Okay.
♪♪
[PA chimes]
Clusters C and D
are now departing
through the South Gate.
If you've received
your transfer papers,
please report there now.
They have tons
of food and water.
Places we can clean up
and change too.
I saw the administration tents.
They have computers and cameras
and everything.
This place is wired.
And they could easily find out
who we really are.
There's a good chance
they already know.
If they come for us,
you have to look
after your sister.
I can't--I don't want to.
[dramatic music]
None of us wanted any of this.
♪♪
You two are all we have left.
♪♪
Promise us you'll do this.
♪♪
I'll take care of her.
♪♪
-You had them arrested?
-I did.
You said that you were taking
them to dinner.
It needed to be public.
Lee and Fleming
have an alliance.
They have friends all
over the IGA.
Which is why I was
in this particular situation.
Who's going to dare to back
a couple of bloc governors
who were just accused
of treason
by the IGA's golden boy?
I've worked with them
a long time, Alan.
Well, you don't anymore.
[dramatic music]
♪♪
At this level of the game,
you need a fixer
with a mailed fist,
not a velvet glove.
I thought you'd retired.
I decided I didn't want
to sit around,
listening to the voices in my
head for the rest of my life.
♪♪
It's good news.
Grace has been stabilized.
She has a really bad infection,
but she should recover
just fine.
Thank God!
I need you to come
with me now, Mr. Dalton.
[dramatic music]
Why?
For an interview.
♪♪
Have a seat.
♪♪
Your name, for the record?
James Dalton.
Why did you come to Seattle,
Mr. Dalton?
♪♪
Asylum.
Don't be nervous.
I know you've been
through a lot.
We're just
establishing a profile,
so that we can find
the best placement
for you and your family.
♪♪
Need some water?
♪♪
Did you have a job
before the Arrival?
♪♪
-Yeah.
-What was it?
Auto mechanic.
A little bit of construction.
I'm good with my hands.
I'd like to run you
through something
that's kind of like an IQ test,
if that's okay with you,
Mr. Dalton.
♪♪
Okay.
[Iris] As you can see,
you're being filmed,
and all of your answers
are being monitored,
so it's important
that you answer truthfully.