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[Kynes] You were using
my algorithm incorrectly.
The algorithm is meaningless
if you don't apply it
as it was designed.
The institute wasn't
interested in your application.
What they were interested in
is your algorithm's
uncanny ability to classify
the human population.
I think she's going septic.
We have to take her
to Seattle.
No.
If we walk in there,
that's it for you and me.
They'll ID us and arrest us.
I don't care.
Can we start with your names?
Dalton, James, Laura,
and Sean.
[Iris] All of your answers
are being monitored,
so it's important that
you answer truthfully.
[drones whirring]
[unsettling music]
♪♪
[guitar strumming]
[intercom beeps]
[woman] Sir, I have the
Deputy Proxy on line one.
-Tell him I'm unavailable.
-Yes, sir.
[guitar tuning]
[beeps]
Sir, now I've got
the Governor-General.
He's insisting
on speaking with you.
Well, maybe he should
have called
before the city literally
started burning.
I'll tell him
you're unavailable.
When the Chancellor calls,
put her through, though.
Yes, sir.
[bottle uncorks
and drink pours]
[rumbling]
[whirring]
[beeps]
Sir, Chancellor Rohner
on line one.
[dramatic music]
[beeps]
Camille.
To what do I owe this pleasure?
How bad is it?
You remember
the, uh, barricade scenes
from "Les Mis"?
It's, uh, like that,
but with bigger guns.
Are you enjoying this?
Of course not.
Do you have a solution?
Other than going back in time
and using my algorithm
the way it was intended?
I'm not calling you
to rehash the failures
of the past.
I'm calling for answers.
And I have them,
but first,
I need to hear you say
that you've learned
from your mistakes.
[sighs]
It's possible that some
of the current unrest
could have been avoided
if we had paid more attention
to your proposals.
Thank you, Camille.
That's very kind of you.
I'm gonna have my assistant
transfer a file to you.
May I ask what it is?
[beeping]
It's a protocol--
a blueprint for building
a model Colony here in Seattle.
You have conditions,
I assume?
Total autonomy.
No Redhats.
In fact,
no Transitional Authority
or IGA presence at all.
Fine.
♪♪
And I want a meeting
with the Hosts.
Impossible.
♪♪
Why do you want
to talk to them?
Ooh, that's above
your pay grade.
Or I could just
let this city burn.
Wait for other cities to burn.
And someday soon,
our Hosts are gonna come to you
and your friends at the IGA
with questions
you can't answer.
[sighs]
If I agree to give
you Seattle,
what are you going
to do with it?
Build something beautiful.
♪♪
[dramatic music]
♪♪
[jazz music plays]
♪♪
Get you another?
I'm on the clock.
♪♪
A man who knows his limits.
How unusual.
♪♪
I try not to make
a habit of it.
[giggles]
How about I buy you one
instead, Miss...
Crane.
Lillian.
James Dalton.
Well, I am not gonna turn
down another drink.
But you should know
I'm married.
Happily?
Afraid so.
That's a shame.
[laughs]
So what's a happily married
woman doing alone in a bar?
Just waiting for someone.
You?
Looking for a friend.
Hmm.
An old one,
or a new one?
Old.
He might have gotten himself
in some trouble.
I'm trying to find him
before it gets worse.
That's nice of you.
-He owes me money.
-[both laugh]
You seem like the type to
meet a lot of people.
Maybe you've run into him.
What's his name?
Terry Lennox.
He's from Spokane.
Like you.
[tense music]
♪♪
I'm not trying to scare you.
I just need to find Terry.
I'm sorry, I haven't heard
that name in a long time.
When's the last time
you seen him?
Before, you know,
this.
You want that
other drink?
Another time.
♪♪
You don't know any other
friends of Terry's, do you?
Someone who can help me?
As far as I know,
they're all dead.
♪♪
[sighs]
♪♪
[cell phone chimes]
♪♪
[phone trilling]
Please leave a message for--
Daisy Lennox.
Mrs. Lennox,
this is James Dalton.
I have an update about Terry.
Please give me a call
when you get this.
♪♪
[sighs]
[car door opens]
[groans]
Are you James?
I am.
Great.
Heading to Bellevue.
You got it.
[beeps]
♪♪
[sighs]
[car engine starts]
♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
[Bram] Sounds really good.
[Gracie] I'm nervous.
[Bram] Just talk slowly and
remember to take a deep breath
before you start.
You'll be good.
-Hi, gang.
-Hi, Dad.
Y'all okay?
I'm gonna hit the sack.
Have a good day.
[Katie] I cleared the
Becketts last night.
Yeah, no, I know.
That's all right, I'll double
check when I get back
to the depot.
Okay.
Yeah, I'm leaving now.
Good morning, guys.
Hey, you want breakfast?
I wish.
You're, uh, you're good
to let your sister in
after school, yeah?
[Bram] Yeah.
Oh, good morning, bear.
Do you have a test today?
A presentation.
We were supposed to go
over it last night?
Oh, bear, I'm so sorry.
I-- They-- We had a--
There was an emergency at work,
and I'm sure that
you'll do great.
[cell phone vibrates]
I gotta go.
I love you.
Both.
We can go over it on the way
over there, okay?
Go get your stuff.
Let's go.
Don't forget your phone.
[tense music]
[woman over PA] All
those who have received
preliminary notice
of transfer, please proceed
to the bus loading zone,
and wait for your name
to be called.
[indistinct P.A. chatter
continues]
♪♪
[indistinct chatter]
[woman]
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
[man]
Over here.
[child crying]
[indistinct chatter]
♪♪
[exhales heavily]
All right.
Thank you.
♪♪
All right,
good morning, everybody.
When I call your name,
please step forward,
and then you're gonna proceed
to your designated bus.
-Alvarez, Ricardo.
-Yeah, here.
-Here you are, bus C.
-Thank you.
And Anderson, Samantha
and Zara.
Zarah? Zara? Hi!
Bus A.
Uh, Beckett,
Charles and Hitomi.
That's us.
-Bus A.
-Thank you.
Could you finish
that up for me?
Thank you.
Bethany, what are you
doing here?
Uh, I, uh...
I didn't mean to interrupt.
You're not.
What's wrong?
There you are.
Where--
-Mrs. Dalton.
-I'm sorry.
It didn't feel right
to just leave.
It's okay, honey.
Look, I know
it's frustrating.
You've gotta be patient.
We've been patient.
For months.
While watching other people
get waived through
after a few days.
The system can only accept
so many entrants at a time
and priority has to go to those
who are most vulnerable
and with vital skills.
And the rest of us?
It's just time
we move on.
Okay.
Where will you go?
Another bloc.
Word is they're repopulating
Los Angeles.
Who told you that?
Just a rumor around camp.
They're saying
there's no wait list,
that you can just walk inside.
It's a long way
to Los Angeles.
And it's dangerous.
And so is staying here.
Others are going, too.
Strength in numbers.
[dramatic music]
When will you leave?
Tomorrow, first light.
♪♪
[cell phone rings]
[groans]
Hello?
James, it's Daisy Lennox.
Uh, I-- I didn't wake you up,
did I?
No, I'm up.
Hey, so, uh-- so they said--
you said that--
Hey, hey, settle-- settle down.
-Oh, I'm sorry.
-It's okay.
Um, so, uh, you were saying
you have an update about Terry?
Yeah.
There's no record
of your husband
ever entering the Colony.
Well, I don't
understand that.
He got into the colony
four months ago.
I-I watched him walk into
the processing tent.
I had a friend run his name.
Came back with nothing.
But Dylan saw him inside.
I checked into it.
There aren't any cameras
at the school.
You're saying he wouldn't
recognize his own father?
Look, I believe you.
And him.
Which is why I've been looking
into the list of names
you gave me.
So far,
I've only been able
to trace one of them.
Lillian Crane?
She was part of your group
after the Arrival?
Um, yeah, her and
her husband, Jonathan.
They're here now,
living over
in the Bellevue bloc.
[laughs]
Well, that's just like them,
to land on their feet.
How well did you
know the Cranes?
[scoffs]
Not well.
Lillian didn't need anybody
who wasn't in her tax bracket.
Not even the end of the world
seemed to change that.
And her husband?
Oh, he was Terry's
boss at Boeing.
Someone Terry might
go to for help?
Maybe.
I don't understand.
How can it be so hard
to find someone?
We're locked in a city
surrounded by giant walls.
If I had a photo,
I could track him in a week.
But it's not that easy.
A lot of people have
disappeared in this colony.
[dramatic music]
♪♪
There are cases
like your husband--
Engineers, doctors, soldiers--
being taken.
♪♪
-Taken?
-Abducted.
♪♪
Why?
That's what I'm trying
to find out.
Did Terry have
any other skills?
A hobby?
Something he could do off
the grid to stay afloat?
Uh...
I don't know, uh...
He likes old cars,
fixing them.
Like old Chevys and Fords.
♪♪
Please, I need to know
what happened to him.
♪♪
If Terry's in this colony,
I'll find him.
I promise.
I'll be in touch.
You going out tonight?
I don't know.
I may have to cover
for my parents again.
-That's some kind of bullshit.
-Tell me about it.
[doorbell rings]
Ms. Frazetta?
Your allocation.
[beeps]
It's all there.
Thanks.
Have a good one.
I've been meaning
to tell you.
I'm quitting this gig.
You got something
else lined up?
Community patrol, I think.
Really?
Yeah, well, it beats
being the pizza man.
And I hear you qualify
for better housing.
Maybe even a car.
[crows cawing]
Mr. Crane?
Yeah?
I'm James Dalton.
Here about Terry Lennox.
Terry?
Nice place.
What do you do?
I work for
the Seattle Initiative.
Same kind of thing you were
doing for Boeing?
That's classified.
Why are you here?
Terry Lennox came through
screening into the colony
and then disappeared.
And you think I know
where he is?
Just taking shots
in the dark,
looking for anyone
who knew him.
Out of the kindness
of your heart?
I was hired to find him.
Hired?
Like a private detective?
By who?
His wife.
You knew her?
Yeah.
Talked a lot.
Mmm, kinda hard to be around.
She's on her own now.
With kids.
That's too bad.
How'd you know Terry?
He worked for me.
As an engineer?
One of the best.
I heard he liked
classic cars.
Not really my thing.
When'd you last see him?
After the Arrival.
Group of us were outside the
walls just trying to survive.
One night,
a bunch of walkers showed up.
Tore right through us.
My wife and I managed
to escape.
Honestly, I figured Terry
and his family were dead.
And you haven't
seen him since?
No.
I don't suppose you'd be
hiding him in your basement?
Sorry.
Would have made my life
a lot easier.
Tell me something.
If Terry really made it
to Seattle,
what do you think
happened to him?
He was taken
by the Occupation.
Occupation?
What would the Occupation
want with him?
When I figure that out...
I'll be a long way
to finding him.
If you hear anything,
I'd appreciate a call.
Thanks for your time.
Another 120 arrivals.
No rest for the wicked.
How'd this morning's intake go?
Fine.
What's wrong?
It's one of my families.
They're tier two.
They've been stuck in the
camps for four months
getting frustrated,
and now they wanna leave.
Well, that's
their prerogative.
Yeah, but they're so close.
What if something happens
to them out there?
You can't get personally
attached to every family
that crosses your desk, Laura.
I know.
They've been through a lot.
They lost their five-year-old
on the road.
There's gotta be some way
to push them up the list.
Well, a list is a list.
I mean, once you're on it,
all you can do is wait.
Unless...
Maybe you missed something
in the first interview.
♪♪
You know,
I think you're right.
I might have been rushing.
I think you should do
a supplemental one.
Just in case.
♪♪
You know, for what it's worth,
I hear they're prioritizing
skilled laborers
in the current intake.
♪♪
Mr. and Mrs. Winslow,
thank you for coming back in.
Um, I'm afraid you're
wasting your time.
We're leaving in the morning.
That's not why
I asked you back.
I need to apologize.
For what?
There was an error.
Some parts of your application
were left incomplete.
Which parts?
Employment history,
primarily.
Tell me, Frank, have you ever
worked any construction?
How'd your presentation go?
Okay.
Viola Day kept trying
to mess me up
by asking dumb questions.
[chuckles]
What about Earth Sciences?
Ms. Cabot?
Mrs. Cable.
She's teaching us physics.
Like how for every action
there's an equal
and opposite reaction.
Aren't you a little young
to be learning physics?
I didn't get into that until
high school, I think.
Things are different.
I guess so.
[indistinct radio chatter]
Why don't we go out
for dinner tonight?
Anywhere you want.
Can we bring Mom and Dad?
They have to host
that neighborhood thing.
[children chattering]
Do you think they're gonna
get a divorce?
What makes you ask that?
I don't know.
Come on.
Let's go.
[knocks]
Is that what I think it is?
The Winslows have been
reallocated to tier one
and have priority entry.
They're already on their way
to the depot.
If you hurry,
you might catch 'em.
♪♪
-Thank you.
-You're welcome.
[woman #1] Krauss, Risa?
[woman #2] That's me.
Hey!
I thought I'd missed you.
They told us
to come straight here.
I still can't believe it.
How did you--
Well, it might mean you have
to spend a few months
hauling bricks.
I figured you'd be
okay with that.
[laughs]
Yes, ma'am.
Did they tell you
what bus you're on?
They said D.
Winslow-- Bethany,
Erin, and Frank.
That's us.
[woman over PA] If you have
received preliminary notice...
Oh, thank you so much.
[sighs]
♪♪
Thank you.
[woman] Green, Jason and Alex.
Green?
Jason and Alex?
-[man] Yeah, we're here.
-[boy] Here!
Hello?
Can I help you?
This your place?
It is now.
Used to be a chop shop.
We all get second chances,
I guess.
You looking for a car?
Actually, I'm here
about a mechanic.
A guy named Terry Lennox.
Might have come in
looking for work.
Doesn't sound familiar.
Hell of a collection.
People actually still
drive these things?
Yep.
Hard to believe, you know,
the world the way it is.
Don't suppose you had
any old Chevys or Fords
come through here recently?
Maybe mid-'60s?
Yeah, actually, we had a real
beauty come through
a few months ago.
A blue Corvette.
Matching numbers
and everything.
Mechanically, she was
in great shape.
Just did a refresh job.
New brakes, lines, fluids.
Who's the owner?
Couldn't tell you.
Got a better memory
for cars than people.
Do you remember anything?
Was a...
Boy, girl?
Black, white?
Well, it was a guy.
White.
He was bald.
♪♪
With glasses?
Maybe.
Yeah, yeah.
♪♪
[classic rock music plays]
♪ Well, he must have-- ♪
[music switches off]
Jesus.
What the hell
are you doing here?
Heard about your car.
Came to check it out.
It's beautiful.
Guess that's just one of the
perks of being Jonathan Crane.
Isn't it, Terry?
♪♪
Man can change his name,
change the way he looks,
but he can't change
who he really is.
Get off my property.
I wanna know how
you can live with yourself.
Walked out on your wife
and kids for what?
Nice car,
a fancy house,
piece of ass.
Her name is Lillian.
And we were supposed
to be together.
We were making plans
when it happened.
I thought I'd lost her.
Seattle lets you start over.
While your wife and kids get
to live through a nightmare.
I did my job!
I got them inside.
Yeah, you're a real hero.
I don't have to explain
myself to you.
If I tell the Initiative
about this--
Go ahead.
I'm sure your bosses
would love to hear
about your messy personal life.
What are you gonna
do with that?
Get out!
No.
I'm the only one
who knows your secret.
Can be like this conversation
never happened.
All you've gotta do
is hit me.
♪♪
Come on, do it,
you piece of shit.
Come on.
Hit me!
[grunts]
♪♪
[groaning]
[panting]
[blows landing]
[coughing]
♪♪
-What are you--
-He got what he deserved.
There you are.
We're gonna have a house full
of people in half an hour.
Give me two minutes.
You know how important
these things are.
People notice...
[dramatic music]
♪♪
Hi, please excuse me.
You remember my husband, James?
Of course.
It's good to see you again.
You, too.
It's a lovely home.
Thank you.
My wife has nothing
but good things
to say about you.
I'm getting a little jealous.
-How about a drink?
-Yes, yes.
[kisses]
[chuckles]
Everybody, good evening.
As you all know,
we are here tonight
to welcome our new local
community patrol captain,
Roger Erikson.
[applause]
Thank you.
Thank you, Laura.
It is an honor to serve all
of you and ensure your safety.
By watching out for each other,
and supporting the patrol,
together we can build
the right kind of community
for our families.
[applause]
Well said.
Thank you for hosting this.
It's my pleasure, really.
Michelle tells me that you
are one of her Advocates.
I am.
Tough work, but rewarding,
I'm sure.
It is.
Very.
People are looking
for a sanctuary.
And thanks to
the Community Patrol,
they can find one in Seattle.
This is my husband, James.
Glad to meet you.
Are you an Advocate, too?
No, the city's already
too crowded for my taste.
[indistinct chatter]
Have you given any thought
to joining Community Patrol?
I hear they're looking
for good men.
Law enforcement isn't
really my thing.
Nice uniforms, though.
[tense music]
Well, I should do the rounds.
-Thank you again for hosting.
-Mm-hmm.
♪♪
Ladies.
♪♪
Oh, sorry.
I was looking for the bathroom.
It's downstairs.
Laura throws a hell
of a party.
She really seems to be
enjoying herself.
Good for her.
♪♪
She deserves it.
Does Laura tell you about
the work she does
at the refugee camp?
No offense, Michelle,
but I like to keep
my private conversations
private.
I--
I'm gonna get
a refill.
You know, James,
Laura's my friend.
I just want her
to be happy.
So do I.
You know, most people who get
a second chance at life,
they grab on to it.
You don't have
to like this place,
but for Laura's sake,
I suggest you work a little
harder to fit in.
People are always watching.
Like your friend,
Captain Roger Erikson?
♪♪
He's a good man.
Thanks for the advice.
♪♪
[sighs]
I asked for one night.
Just one goddamn night.
You know I didn't want
to host that thing.
You didn't.
I planned it,
did the shopping,
cleaned the house--
Yeah, Michelle said you threw
a hell of a party.
These things aren't optional.
It was our turn to host.
There are expectations that
come with living here.
Rules to follow.
And suddenly you're
okay with that?
If it means we're safe.
It means our kids have
a school to go to
and a job.
This place may not be perfect,
but we could have a life here.
Except for some reason,
you seem determined
to tear it all down.
This place may have cars and
phones and a Community Patrol
instead of Redhats,
but it's still a Colony.
And we signed up for it.
Doesn't mean I have
to like it.
Who cares if you like it?
This is as good
as it's gonna get.
That's not the Katie Bowman
I knew in L.A.
[dramatic music]
I left that behind.
♪♪
You gotta stop punishing
yourself, Will.
Give this place a chance.
♪♪
Do I even wanna know
what you've been doing
with your nights?
♪♪
No.
♪♪
I'm listening.
♪♪
-Where are you going?
-Out.
♪♪
We aren't finished.
Yeah, we are.
♪♪
Damn it.
♪♪
I'm sorry.
♪♪
Thank you for your help
with your sister.
I know we've been leaning
really hard on you lately.
It's fine.
♪♪
You going somewhere?
I have to run some
overnight deliveries,
but I'll be back in time
to bring Gracie to school.
♪♪
Proud of you,
you know that?
♪♪
[kisses]
Don't work too hard.
♪♪
Hey, man.
-Yo, you bring it?
-Yeah.
[heavy rock music plays]
♪♪
Let's get this party going!
♪♪
You don't always have to be
the one to bring the booze,
you know.
I do if I wanna keep
getting invited.
I never bring anything.
That's 'cause the rules for
girls are different.
Especially pretty ones.
♪♪
You okay?
Yeah.
How's home?
The same.
Sorry.
♪♪
My parents were asking
about you.
I guess I made a good
impression.
[laughs]
Don't get cocky.
My dad ran off my last
three boyfriends.
You've had other boyfriends?
[laughs]
Come on.
♪♪
[knocking]
Good morning Mr... uh, Dalton.
Everything okay?
Everything's fine, officer.
I was working the night shift.
Got a little drowsy.
Your phone log states you've
been in this spot
since a little after 1:00 a.m.
Must have slept longer
than I thought.
Should be heading home.
Yes, you should.
[cell phone chimes]
[sighs]
[dramatic music]
♪♪
Hey, Michelle,
do you have a minute?
Oh, yeah.
What's up?
Thank you for your help
with the Winslows.
Oh, it's no problem.
I know I should let it go,
but I kinda need to know
how they're doing.
Oh, you know,
that's not the job.
You're gonna have to keep
some separation, Laura,
or you're gonna burn out.
I don't wanna lose
another good advocate.
Look, I get it.
I just felt connected to them.
And I wanna know
that they landed safely.
-Of course they did.
-Where?
In one of the public
housing blocs.
Do you know which one?
I know it sounds stupid.
I just need it
to feel tangible.
♪♪
See?
Seattle address.
They're fine, Laura.
♪♪
Thank you.
♪♪
[elevator dings]
[knocking]
♪♪
This is impressive.
Excellent metrics from all
three of your placements.
You have any idea of
what you wanna do next?
I heard that some jobs
come with special benefits?
Some, yes, though it's mainly
highly skilled positions
in select areas.
There are, however, allowances
for jobs that are beneficial
to the community.
Are you interested
in one of those?
Sure.
This is a safe space,
Mr. Dalton.
It'll be easier for me
to do my job
if you tell me what you want.
I have a younger sister.
And we're living with my
parents right now,
but I want my own place.
In case something happens
and I have to
look out for her.
Of course.
Let me see what I can do
to help you.
Sorry, the boys were up
half the night.
Can I get you a cup
of coffee?
No, no, I'm okay.
♪♪
What is it?
You found something.
Please, just tell me.
I'm sorry,
but your husband is dead.
What?
Heart attack just after
he was admitted to the colony.
♪♪
You-- Are you sure?
♪♪
I'm sure.
♪♪
A heart attack?
But he was so--
he was so young.
Happens a lot these days.
The stress.
Okay, well, what about
the things that you
were telling me--
the conspiracy,
the people being abducted.
I was wrong.
Whoever your boy saw that day,
it wasn't Terry.
♪♪
[stammers]
At least I know what
to tell the boys.
♪♪
I'll, uh--
I'll get your payment.
Keep it.
♪♪
You have to build
a new life now.
You're gonna need it.
♪♪
Off duty.
Get out of the damn car.
Is that any way to greet
an old friend?
♪♪
You're a hard man to find,
Mr. Dalton.
♪♪
What the hell
are you doing here?
♪♪
Seattle's an
interesting city.
I wanted to know what you
make of the place.
[sighs]
♪♪