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[♪ musical swirl ♪]

[somber music playing]

Big Brother!

We're only 15 nautical miles away from Queensgate.

We're here.

Get ready.

Come on! What are you waiting for? Hurry!

Hey.

What's your problem?

What's your problem?

Are you okay?

We made an oath. Don't forget that.

Think of your family.

You can do this.

Big brother, they caught us!

Let's go! Find it right now!

What are we gonna do?

Just go find it! Move it!

[man] This is the United States Coast Guard.

You are entering a restricted area.

Come about immediately.

I repeat, come about immediately.

[tense music playing]

[frantic beeping]

Come on! Push it!

[sirens blaring]

Push it now!

[beeping continues]

[breathes shakily]

[lock sounds] [music intensifies]

[tense music continues]

[woman] Everyone wondered how the world broke.

Deep down, before the collapse,

we were already falling.

Technology had become our god.

And we worshiped at the altar of convenience and ease.

Everyone wondered how the world ended.

But this...

this is the story of how it began...

again.

Toast...

[TV blares in the background]

[indiscernible]

Here you go, baby.

- I have to finish my Pre-Calc. - [boy shouting]

Ugh. But maybe we can meet up after?

- At our favorite spot? - [video game gunfire]

Hang on.

Theo! Mom said no gaming.

I'm not!

Dude, respawn!

[TV blares in the background]

[woman] Water. I'm gonna do this.

Oh, Arnie.

[sighs]

- Hmm. - It's also

an inter-dimensional portal spaceship.

[mom] Hey, kids, did anyone feed Arnie?

[girl] I think Daddy fed him when he went to work.

[deep rumble]

[car tires screeching]

[TV continues to blare]

[dial tone]

[earth-shattering blast]

[stammers]

We're gonna make it!

[alarm blaring in the distance]

Everyone okay? Did you feel that?

Mommy, the TV broke.

Oh, honey, honey. Careful, there's glass, okay?

[Theo] Mom, my game died.

- [phone rings] - Um, just...

- [broken glass clinks] - ...uh...

Hey, Malcolm. Can I call you back?

'Cause I just broke some glass and--

Evie! There's something going on down here.

Evie, get the kids out of there!

Just don't-just don't breathe the air. Uh...

Go to your brother's. Go to Ian's.

- Mal-- I can't-- - Sweetie? Evie, can you hear me?

[sighs] Malcolm, I can't hear you.

Why is the sky so weird?

Are you guys seeing this?

Evie, look. I'll meet you there, okay?

- Get to the Homestead. - All right. Yeah.

- Evie? Evie! - Malcolm, I can't--

- I can't-- [sighs] - [dial tone]

- [ominous music playing] - [sighs]

[sirens blaring in background]

Hey, hey, hey! Molly, where are you going?

- I'm going to Liam's. - No, no, no.

You do not leave this house. Uh-uh.

Okay, I need you to go in the closet and get the-- um--

the-the go bag, okay. And I want you to find it

and I want you to put it in the car right now, okay?

Let's go! Let's go. Come on.

Theo! Right now.

Emma!

Where is Emma?

Emma!

I remember he said not to breathe the air.

He said not to breathe the air. We can't breathe the air.

Let's just grab some blankets, okay?

Just-- we'll put them over our head.

We gotta get to the car. Here we go.

- Like this? - Try not to breathe.

Try hold your breath. Hold your breath.

[alarms blaring, dogs barking]

[heavy breathing]

[car speaker] Bio-weapon defense mode activated.

Mom, do we even have water?

I don't know. I don't know.

- Okay. Okay. - I don't know.

[hyperventilating] Oh, please help me, Jesus.

[silent stammering]

It's okay. Everything's okay. Everything's gonna be fine.

- Okay. - We do have water and-and food.

- We do? - Yeah, it's in the bag.

- It's okay. - Okay.

You guys, we're gonna be okay.

All right. Your dad said that we have to leave.

- So, we're gonna leave. Okay? - Okay.

Where's Arnie?

All right, stay in the car.

- Stay in the car. I'm going to get-- yes.

- Are you sure?

Stay in the car.

She'll be right back.

- [Evie shouting] - Everything's okay.

Come on, Arnie. Arnie.

[radio] This is the national public emergency system.

This is not a test.

A large explosion has been reported

off the coast of southern California.

Mass casualties have been reported.

Please be advised to stay in your house

and avoid mass transit.

Travel may be difficult for...

[cars honking]

[ominous music playing]

[sirens blaring]

[helicopter blades whirring]

[mysterious music playing]

[woman] Nobody knows the day their world will end.

Our homestead stretched to the mountains

and our cellars were full.

We were prepared for anything.

More than most.

And despite all of that...

our lives were about to change.

[girl] Mom?

[gasps]

What do you think? [giggles]

Where did you find that?

In the dark corner of your closet.

Ahh.

You just make my old dress look new.

And the boys, they went crazy for this thing.

You just have to be careful of these flowers here.

They fall right off.

What happened?

What's wrong?

I'll probably never get asked to prom.

- You went last year. - Yeah,

with girl friends

in a group to a school I don't even know. It's not--

It's different for homeschoolers, Mom.

Boys don't...

Boys don't what?

Boys don't know how to ask?

No.

And if a boy wanted to ask me to prom,

how would he even get past the gate?

Your father and I, we're gonna figure it out.

Emily got to go to prom. You're gonna go too.

- Okay? - Okay.

'Cause how could you not? Look at you.

[both laugh happily]

Can't believe this is my last year at home.

[phone vibrates]

[sighs]

It's Aunt Evie.

- Morning, Evie. - Hey, um...

- Malcolm said that we need to get out --

- Hello?

Evie, can you hear me?

[static] We're coming to the Homestead but--

She said she's coming. You're coming?

[Evie's voice breaks up]

- Okay. Christian? - [static continues]

Can you have Graciela prepare the guest room?

The large one?

- Evie, I have full bars. - [static continues]

Sweetie, I don't think that your phone is really working.

Something is happening in LA and it's not just an earthquake.

There's just traffic. There's traffic everywhere

- and I don't know-- - Evie.

- This traffic is crazy. - Can you hear me?

- Where's Malcolm? - I don't know.

I've got the kids and the dog.

- Yeah. I'm coming to you. - Okay. Take the kids.

Stay on the line. Ian!

[slow, dramatic music playing]

[news reporter]...been struck by some type of bomb

and footage of reports coming in

show that it might, uh--

It might be nuclear.

Authorities haven't confirmed this.

Now, they're certain this was...

My God.

- [reporter continues] - Ian? Ian!

[birds chirping]

[slow, dramatic music playing]

[beeping]

[gun clicks]

[chickens cluck]

Hey! So, you think you can make them how Daddy likes them?

Yolks still gushy inside, right?

It's called over-medium, bro.

Okay. Are you almost ready to go?

And please stop talking with your mouth full.

Don't tell me what to do.

- That's disgusting! - I know.

Good morning, soldier.

- Good morning. - Is this how Daddy likes it?

Um... hmm. Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

That's...

Mm. Yeah.

Here you go.

They're perfect. Thank you.

- All right. Go grab your stuff. - Bye, Dad.

Bye.

Gross.

Where you going?

Districts.

Right.

Right. Uh, what-what time?

11:30.

I'll be there to see you--

Okay. You know what, hey, Georgie.

Baby, it's time. We gotta go, all right?

- Let's go. Pack it up. - Almost... finished.

Great. All right. Grab your stuff.

- I'll meet you in the car, okay? - Okay.

- Bye, Jeff. - Bye.

Hey.

I completely forgot.

It's all right.

I'll be there.

11:30.

He actually runs at 10:00.

I don't know why he told you that.

He will come back to you.

They all will.

[whispers] Daddy.

Yeah.

[door closes]

[news reporter] And, uh, and-and we're sure this is shocking

for many of you that are just hearing the news

and tuning in.

The response has been

complicated by the mysterious domino effect

of power failures along the East Coast...

[reporter continues]

Hey!

[helicopters whirring]

[news reporter] Where we're already hearing reports

of blackouts...

Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.

...looting and-and widespread panic

- in some areas. - Pick up.

While no one has yet

claimed responsibility for the bombing or bombings,

we're not sure at this point.

The authorities have not ruled out terrorism

or follow-up attacks from-from a rogue state.

We're bringing you news as we get it.

Obviously, this is worrying.

But, uh, stay tuned.

Los Angeles has experienced a nuclear detonation.

[suspenseful action music playing]

- Call Evan. - [car speaker] Calling Evan.

- Jeff. - Did you hear the news?

Yeah. World War III.

That will be lots of nukes. This is just one so far.

- Mm-hmm. - Terrorism most likely.

What's our play?

Got a place. Prepper. Been planning for the big one.

Uh-huh. Rich guy. I know the type.

He called a few months back, needs security guys.

You tell me when and where, I'm there.

I'll send coordinates. Come jocked up.

- I got your back, boss. - [speaker beeps]

- Call Tara. - [car speaker] Calling Tara.

You're not getting on the freeway.

Are you texting Lexi?

Is that your girlfriend?

She's not my girlfriend.

You can't get a girlfriend.

- Shush. - I can get a girlfriend

if I wanted a girlfriend.

You're not old enough to date.

Says the baby.

- I'm eight! - Yeah, exactly.

Okay, he is right. He's right though.

- For sure. What is up with-- - [horn honks]

[tires screech]

[tires screeching]

[tense music playing]

Is that Dad?

You're not answering your phone.

What are you doing?

- America's just been attacked. - [all] What?

A nuclear bomb just hit Los Angeles.

- Are you sure? - Yeah.

Yeah. Mom, look.

Oh, crap.

Follow me home.

We're headed to the Ross place.

Who's Ross?

Why do I have to go to that place?

There was one bomb.

Things can go downhill fast after just one bomb.

Grab the go bag.

- Serious? - I don't know why

we trust this Ross guy.

I don't trust him.

Then why are we going to his place?

This Ross guy has everything we need

to spin up a defensive hard point

- and a QRF. - What--

That sounds like war.

Yeah. Well, maybe it is.

I called our old office at the State Department.

I called the Army liaison at Homeland.

I even called Seth at DOD.

The switchboards aren't picking up.

No one's answering their cell phone.

Okay. I'll make a couple calls.

Evan and the guys are going to meet us

on the way to the compound.

Once we get there, we'll call the shots.

All right. Jeff, listen, I mean, I trust you on this,

but if for one second I feel like my children are in danger,

we have to leave.

"Our" children.

Our children.

[chuckling]

- What are you laughing at? - Just...

Listen.

I hope to God in a week or two

you're all laughing at me for overreacting.

But there's a chance...

that after today, our lives will never be the same.

This is what I do.

I know.

What I've been doing all these years.

I keep good people safe from bad people.

So I'm gonna need you to follow my orders.

Now go grab whatever backpack

you took with you to Disneyland last year.

Pack it with essentials

and load up into my car.

We're leaving in five minutes.

Hey, Georgie. Sweetie.

Georgie, we gotta pack.

Georgie?

Georgie, honey.

I know you're scared.

When you came to us, we promised to keep you safe

and that has not changed. Okay?

Daddy has a place for us to go.

We'll be together.

I saw this.

Saw what?

We never come back.

[exhales sharply]

Are you scared?

[sighs]

Yeah.

Yeah. I'm a little scared.

We gotta go. Okay?

[dramatic string music playing]

- Pull in there. - Is it worth the risk?

What risk?

That risk.

[people shouting, panicking]

You can't park here!

We just pulled into the store. We're out front.

[man] Coming up on your 20.

Oh, my God.

Lady, you can't just take all of the toilet paper.

Are you kidding me?

Here we go.

- Rocco, you seeing this? - [man and woman argue]

- Get off my cart! - Whoa, Master Sarge.

Navy Seal assaulting through.

- Come again? - Yo, dip-wad!

Stand down!

[people shouting]

What are you doing?

[man] They're all out because of you!

- Knock it off! - Hey!

[grunts] My toilet paper!

- God. - Hey! I said stand down!

Stay down! Stay down.

Bing! Put your rifle down.

Bing! Bing! Not here.

- Are you kidding me? - Bing.

- There's kids here. - Okay, boss man.

Move, move!

Let's go. Hurry. Let's go.

- I hate Seals. - It was a madhouse in there.

- What'd you get? - Georgie's ear antibiotics.

I'm not going into this apocalypse,

or whatever this is, with a sick kid.

Was that Bing back there with the AR?

Things went high-order.

No more field trips, okay?

Okay.

[dark, suspenseful music playing]

[phone rings]

Tara here.

You guys still got power in the Rockies?

It's Barry at the State Department.

Negative. No, the traffic lights just went down.

How about you guys?

No grid power here since 0900.

Most of the East Coast is dark.

We think it's a cyber attack.

Maybe coordinated. Probably Russia.

Someone's messing with the stock exchange.

Listen, I gotta bounce. I'll check back when I can.

All right. Copy.

They think Russia hit the power grid.

The entire East Coast is lights out.

Evan, do you copy?

It's happening.

Russians took out the grid.

Cyber attack.

Copy that. Running high and tight.

Apparently the Russians took the power grid out.

Surprise, surprise.

[dramatic music playing]

What is this place?

- [pushes button] - Hello?

Maybe the power's out here too.

Fancy place.

- [gate clicks]

- [dramatic, uplifting music playing]

Jeff. Tara. So glad you're here.

- I'm Ian Ross. - Um, thank you

for all of this, um--

These are our kids. Come on.

- This is Leif. - Hi, Leif.

- This is Georgie. - Hi, Georgie.

And this is Abe.

- Hey, Abe. - Hey.

This is our daughter, Claire. Welcome to Homestead.

- Is this a hotel? - [chuckles] No.

It's a house.

But it's somewhere you can stay for a while.

Now, you'll have to excuse us. We just had a power outage.

We're trying to get the generator to--

I just had Sage on the line and then the call just dropped.

Excuse me just a second.

Uh, hi. Sorry.

You must be the Erikssons.

Just pardon us for one moment.

We just have a family emergency.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Is she there?

Sage?

Nothing.

I think half the country's trying to call the other half.

I'm sorry. Excuse me. Are your kids driving here right now?

- Yeah.

- Okay. Do you have comms on them?

- Comms? - Phone, text,

email communication?

Well, they have a cell phone, but it's--

- [stammers] - Okay. All right.

No need to alarm you.

Ex-military, so it's second nature, but, um--

You know what, come with me. I think-I think I can help you.

- Okay? - Yeah.

Everything all right?

Yeah.

You sure have a lot of men here.

Once you get settled, why don't you and I take

a tour of the property and get orientated.

Christian, help with their bags.

Christian's my assistant.

Let's try her on my satellite phone, okay?

Yeah.

- What's your daughter's number? - It's here.

- Okay. And her name is? - Emily.

Is this gonna work?

As soon as they get coverage,

your texts should land.

Okay.

- [beeps] - Bingo.

It's her! What is that number?

- Is your daughter military? - No, um--

But Ian did send a Navy Seal to escort her

back here when the-when the bomb--

Okay.

- Everything okay? - [Tara] It's okay.

This means she's with him, right?

- Sir. - These are latitude,

- longitude GPS coordinates, so. - Okay.

Look. She is outside Baltimore.

- It's her. - Thank you.

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

- Can we respond on this? - Yeah.

Yeah, yeah. Here.

Um, just type what you want to say to her.

Hey.

- Hi. - Hey. Uh, I'm Abe.

I'm the daughter, Claire.

Cool.

I was just gardening.

So, sorry I'm so, like, dirty.

You're fine. Clean.

Good. You're--

you're good. Uh...

- Abe! Come help! - Uh.

Okay. I'll see you around.

- Yeah. Yeah. - Okay.

Idiot.

Solar's down over here.

The fishing pond's up top.

Cellar's out in the back, full of wheat.

We got orchards, as you can see.

Vineyards.

Million rounds of ammunition.

Belt-fed machine guns. We kinda got it all.

Where's your perimeter?

Let me show you.

[dramatic, uplifting music playing]

[Ian] Pretty beautiful, isn't it?

[Jeff] We're too close to the main house.

We need to set up our perimeter posts there,

there.

- And there. - Well, that's all

Forest Service land. We don't own that.

[Jeff] In another week,

we're gonna own whatever we wanna own.

Who's that over there?

Oh, that's probably the Berringers.

They have a survival camp on the other side of the hill.

They can't stay.

Can't?

Well, that's their land.

- Are they friendlies? - No.

Not really.

We can't have enemy belligerents within shooting range.

Well, I'm not going to dig entrenchments on Forest Service.

I'm not gonna push out the Berringers.

They'll sue me till last week.

Nobody's gonna sue anybody.

Look, Jeff. I-I think we're getting off on the wrong foot.

I hired you all to figure out security

until the government or FEMA stabilizes the situation.

You're depending on the government?

I'm not depending on anyone.

I'm just making a bet that the government's

gonna show up and figure this all out.

How many military-aged males do you have?

How many dependents?

Fifty shooters. Another 40 family members.

Shooters?

All trained in firearms.

I got seven more guys coming.

All former military operators.

When they get here, we'll fortify the gate.

Fortify the gate from whom?

This might be the most prepared location in the Rockies.

Everyone's gonna want in.

And I mean everyone.

[car speaker] Low battery.

Please safely pull over to charge the vehicle.

What are we gonna do?

- I don't know. - Low battery.

Please safely pull over to charge the vehicle.

- Hey! Hey! - Oh, my God!

- Mom. - Get back in line!

- [hyperventilates] - All of these people

are just waiting for gas.

- What are you doing? - I don't know. I don't know.

[Emma] Daddy--

- [emergency tone on speaker] - [man] We're all waiting!

- Back off! - Hey!

[people shouting]

- [Emma] Where is Daddy? - Okay.

- All right. I want you to-- - Mom.

- Just hold on. - What are you doing?

Just for a second. Just hold on!

[man on speaker] ...the food supplies.

Avoid urban areas and interstates...

Please forgive me. Please forgive me.

- [grunts] - No, I need this.

- [people shouting] - [emergency tone on speaker]

Okay. Listen, I want you to get the go bag

and get the kids and the dog and get ready and go. Okay.

- Are you serious? - Yes. Right now.

Come on. Now. Kids, get in the car.

Get in the car. Come on, doggy! Up, up!

- This is not our car! - I know. It's okay.

Uncle Ian left it for us, okay? So let's go!

It's okay. It's okay. Hook your seatbelt!

You okay? Yes?

Hey! Hey! Hey! Stop! Stop! Stop!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Stop! Stop! Stop!

- [man shouting] - [emergency tone blaring]

- [man shouting] - I'm sorry!

- I'm sorry! - Stop!

Throw him some money! Throw him some money!

[hyperventilates]

[emotional music playing]

[serene music playing]

Are you just gonna stand there?

Make yourself useful.

- Yeah. Yeah. - Can you handle a knife?

Yeah! Of course.

Uh, hey. What are we--

What are we doing actually?

We're making peach wine.

- Wine? - Mm-hmm.

We're not even old enough to drink.

It's not for us.

Then why are we making it?

Making wine is one of the oldest ways of preserving calories.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

- Interesting.

- Well, up until 100 years ago, there was no refrigeration,

so people made wine to hold the harvest over

until the next season.

- This is how we heal the planet. - By making wine?

I guess it isn't a straight line,

but we grow our food, we care for our soil,

we raise our animals, cultivate their manure.

It's a circle that replenishes itself.

So, yeah.

This-this-- I mean, this is how we...

we heal the land and eventually it is how we heal the planet.

- [breathes deeply] - Yeah.

Anyways... uh,

you buy into the whole, uh, apocalypse thing?

Yeah.

Yeah. I don't-I don't know what to believe.

My dad blows everything out of proportion.

This time it isn't about your dad.

Do you garden?

Do you camp?

Can you handle yourself with a gun?

I've gone hunting and stuff before.

Once.

Well, then maybe you can stay.

- Maybe I will stay. - [Claire chuckles]

[radio host] It's J.R. Jeffreys.

Part of the apocalypse update coming.

The US of A is raining hellfire down

on the Houthis in the Middle East.

Why do we care?

The wheels are coming off the bus

here in America.

With the LA nuke

and the lights out across the entire country,

and now the massive civil disorder in the big cities.

Oh, and don't forget.

The US dollar is pitched off a cliff

with inflation running 15 percent last week.

Anyone who even gets to their money

is taking it and fleeing to Bitcoin, Goldbacks

or any alternative currency.

My currency of choice? Bullets and beans.

This is J.R. Jeffreys.

On old-fashioned shortwave radio. Signing off.

[dog barking]

[boy] I'm starving.

Are we really eating this again?

When does Chick-fil-A open back up?

- Looks good, babe. - Here, honey.

Sorry, the bread's all gone.

Maybe I'll go into town tomorrow.

See if we can find anything.

Okay.

Let's dig in, everybody.

- Uh, Dad? - Yeah?

- I have to go to the bathroom. - Um...

Can it wait till we're--

till we're done eating?

I really have to go and the toilets won't flush.

Yeah. I mean, that's because there's no water, honey.

You'll-you'll have to go outside.

I know, but it's dark outside.

You said we can't go outside in the dark.

Okay.

Okay.

Yeah. Let's go together, okay?

Come on.

Where do I go?

I don't know. Anywhere. Like we're camping.

- Why don't you go right here? - Okay.

All right.

[dog barking]

[man 1] What are you doing?

What are you doing in my house?

- [thud] - [man 1] Get out of my house!

I've got a dog.

Tish?

- Tish, you all right? - [dog barking]

Daddy, I cant.

- [man 1] Get-get out! - [clattering]

You can't come here and take my food.

[man 2] It's-it's all ours.

- [man 1] Get out, I told ya! - Hey.

- Get out! - [dog snarling]

What-what are you doing?

- [gunshot] - [dog whimpers]

- Tish, we gotta go right now. - You shot my dog!

- We gotta go right now, baby. Come on.

- [Tish] Okay.

Marta? Marta!

- What? - Get the kids. Let's go now.

- What's happening? - Tish! Hurry up!

They have a gun. They might be coming here next.

Go get the boys. Meet me out front in the truck.

Right now.

- [ominous music playing] - All right. Come on.

- Come on, Marta! - What about our stuff?

Our camping stuff?

We'll come back for it.

It's okay. It's okay.

- It's okay. - Come on. Come on.

- Where are we going? - I don't know. I don't know.

Uh...

- [ignition stalling] - Ian.

Ian Ross.

He-he has food. He has water.

And-and he has guns.

- Come on. Come on. Come on! - [engine revs]

It's gonna be okay, baby.

I'm gonna take you to see a friend of mine

- that I think can help us, okay? - Dad!

[brakes screech]

Okay. All right.

All right.

Who's in there?

- Rick? - Hank-Hank, put it down.

Rick, where's your gun?

- Okay. All right. - Rick?

Rick? Where you going?

Rick!

[alarms blaring]

Where do the Rosses live?

They'll help us, right?

- [gunshot] - [man shouting]

- [people shouting] - [gunshots]

- [shotgun blast] - Hey! Car coming

- down the road! - [gunshots]

Blake Masterson. Oakwood Zoning Enforcement.

He's all right.

[man] Hey! Why does he get to go in?

- [door opens] - [Christian] It's all here.

- [door opens] - Hey!

What are you doing in here?

Blake Masterson. Oakwood Zoning Enforcement.

How-how did you get in here?

I noticed you're running your sprinklers.

You know, Tuesdays and Fridays are your watering days.

- What? - Mr. Ross,

we received some complaints about

an unpermitted gathering on your property.

Unless you have permits for all this.

[Jenna] Ian?

Yeah. I'm in here, honey!

[Jenna] There is a man here from the city

and he says he's looking for-- Oh.

Hmm.

This is a private residence.

Even so, for a gathering of 30 or more people,

code requires a porta-potty, fire evacuation plan.

And, uh...

do you have paperwork for all these firearms?

- What do you want, Mister... - Masterson.

Masterson.

- What's your scam? - Scam?

Oh.

Well, you'd know about that, wouldn't you, Mr. Ross?

Oh, I'm sure I don't know about that.

[quiet, ominous music playing]

You know, not every government official is for sale.

There's still a city with a police force

and a SWAT team.

I'd like an inventory of everything on this property.

Ammunition, guns.

Food.

People.

Yeah.

You can play survivalist camp-out all you like, Mr. Ross.

But there's still taxes to be paid.

Taxes?

I think it's time for you to leave.

Christian, show Mr. Masterson the way out.

Through the gate.

All the way out into the street.

Death and taxes, Mr. Ross.

[Jeff] Who was that?

Bureaucrat.

All bark, no bite, I'm sure.

Did I hear him say SWAT team?

It was obviously a shakedown.

You can't blame Ian for that.

He's just posturing.

I'm sure that guy does not have a SWAT team.

Are you sure about that?

That man was scared.

Everyone down in town is looking in the back

of their pantries right now

and thinking really, really hard.

He was hungry.

He'll be back.

[dark, dramatic music playing]

[Evan] Jeff, what's happening over there?

Evan, you seeing this?

[Evan]Yeah. I see the smoke from here.

What do you think happened?

We got hit. Burning barn back of the Homestead.

[Evan] Let me know if you need backup.

Someone's sending a message.

I need to talk to Ross.

[Evan] Copy that. Here if you need me.

[fire roars loudly]

[dark, dramatic music continues]

[engine revs]

Ian.

Jeff.

We need to talk about getting your guys trained up.

Trained up?

I told you my guys have had plenty of range training.

That's cute.

But paper don't shoot back.

Look, Ian.

We got a new threat on the Homestead.

It's only a matter of time

before we face a real enemy.

And that's why I hired ya.

I think what Jeff's trying to say

is we need more men. A lot more men.

Your guys wouldn't last two minutes

in a fight with a SWAT team.

Or even the survivalists in the next canyon.

It's time we make security a priority.

I'll prove it to you.

You're gonna prove it to me?

Grab your 12 best guys.

Meet us at the top of the hill in 30 minutes.

And what's that gonna prove?

You'll see.

All right.

What is this?

It's a laser tactical training system.

Just like we used in the military.

Here's the scenario.

Three guys have overtaken your barn at the base of this hill.

They're stealing your grain,

your OHVs

and they've cut off your solar power.

There's 12 of you.

And only three of them.

Take it back.

Let's go.

All right. You heard the man. Suit up.

[Bing] Yep!

Time for a little fun.

Six of you up this way. Six of you that way.

Let's go.

[upbeat action music playing]

Hey, buddy. Come here! Yeah, get some! Get some!

- [beeping] - Dead!

- [beeping] - You're hit!

Let's get a tourniquet on that.

Hey, you're out!

[suspenseful action music playing]

[cocks gun]

- [beeps] - Ugh!

[beeps]

[beeps]

[beeps]

One down.

- [beeps] - Hmm.

Yeah, baby!

Can't buy your way out of that!

And dead! End ex! End exercise!

End ex? We were winning!

We were about to win! You know what, this is silly.

I'm done. Take this.

Why'd you stop us?

You lost half your people.

So you killed one intruder.

Yours are friends, family, mothers and fathers.

How many of them can die without crushing this place?

How do you win?

You train everyone every day. Women included.

All right.

But your guys have to learn how to take care of the animals.

Farm, forage.

We can't eat bullets.

Deal?

Agreed.

Start tomorrow.

0900.

Right on.

Oorah.

Hey. Can I help?

- Oh, thank you. - Thanks.

So, what's this for?

Our friends at the gate.

I'm telling you Jenna,

I wouldn't want to be in your shoes right now.

Having to keep all these people out.

We have a problem.

What's wrong now?

We organized your people into a security perimeter,

gave them radios and they immediately

started reporting trespassers.

They're asking what to do.

- Trespassers in the hills? - Mm-hmm.

They're probably hunters.

How do we tell the difference between

a hunter and a sniper?

Can't have strangers with high-powered rifles

within shooting range of our families.

You talk to them.

Tell them they're trespassing.

- Talk to them? - With megaphones.

It's how we usually talk to people who are trespassing.

You let them know. Turn them around.

[scoffs]

- We can try that. - Good.

Ian? Ian. Hey. Hey!

[sighs]

- Hey, Rick. - Hey.

Marta. Hey, kids.

Hey, uh, we've been here for a couple of days now

and we're running out of food.

Yeah. Yeah. Uh...

[stammers] I wish we could help, but we can't.

You can't-you can't or you won't?

- I thought we were friends. - We were.

We are. I--

Okay. Then why are we out here?

And all those-- all those people are in there?

We fed the homeless together. Remember that?

- Yes. - And-and, uh,

my family's out here and we're starving to death, okay?

I know, but these people inside, they've helped build this place.

And they have, you know, certain skills.

I've got skills.

Rick, I know. Come on...

I love you but you install fireplaces.

We would've helped, man. We would've helped.

- I know. - Let us in right now

and we'll help, okay? We'll help.

We'll do more than anyone else. Right, Marta? Right?

What am I supposed to tell my kids?

Look.

Okay. I'll get you a bucket of wheat, maybe some sugar.

- Ian. - [Ian stammers] Stop.

If you give them food, they'll be back for more

and they'll bring more hungry people.

It's my food!

It became our food the moment we got here.

It's okay. This is my house.

Just trust me. Open the gate.

Okay.

People are gonna die at this gate.

You better square yourself with that reality.

What do you mean people are gonna die at the gate?

These people are refugees now, Ian.

And refugees end up dead.

They're my friends!

What if FEMA gets here and I've already turned them away?

You're gonna risk your family's life

on FEMA coming to save you?

Ian?

Ian!

Get back!

Put your family in your car.

Go find a farm and wait this out.

Ian, please.

Here, please.

Take this. I'm sorry, just take this.

- I'm sorry I couldn't-- - [people clamoring]

One at a time!

- There's enough for everyone! - [people argue]

[people shouting]

[shouting continues]

[Jeff] Hey! Hey, hey, hey!

Rocco, Cody, lock it down!

- [people shouting] - Honey-honey, wait!

Back up, back up! Let's go! Back him up!

- Get them in here. - Let's go! Come on!

Back up! Back up! Back up!

You okay?

[somber music playing]

- You okay? You okay? - Yes. It's okay.

Everybody's okay.

- You all right? - Everything's fine.

[Jeff] This isn't how it works.

There's no army field manual for this, Jeff.

We can't be giving away charity.

- You're probably right, but-- - I know I'm right!

Okay, but there's being right

and there's getting what you want.

And sometimes you gotta pick one.

What does that even mean?

- Hey. - Hey.

Uncle Bing said I can take a shift

running guard duty on the perimeter.

[scoffs] You are not trained for that.

I can shoot.

I went deer hunting last year. I want to contribute.

If you think that guard duty is like deer hunting

then you are definitely not ready.

We need every possible person on the perimeter.

Yeah. That could be me.

He'd just be spotting

and warning people off with a megaphone.

I'll put him on the backside of the property where it's quiet.

I can contribute, Mom.

Guard duty? Really?

He's right.

It's time he contributes.

[softly] Yes.

I don't like it.

What?

This is not the way to get him on your side, Jeff.

Sides?

This isn't war.

This is our son.

It was just food that was going bad in the fridge.

I was going to throw it out anyways.

We need all our food.

Every last bite.

Especially if this government goes belly up

like Eriksson thinks.

We may not have enough to get through winter.

I thought you said that the government

would bring relief supplies.

[sighs]

That's not a certainty.

We gotta play this very carefully.

"Play this"?

I'm sorry.

I-I can't just sit here while our friends

are on the other side of the gate starving.

Did you see their kids?

Look, Rick and Marta, they're good people.

They're all good people out there.

Do you think I like saying no?

How are we gonna pray for Sage and Em?

For other people to take care of them

if we can't even take care of the people outside of our gate?

It's not gonna do any good for Sage and Em

to get here and there's no food left.

Is this an ark?

Or is this a fortress?

It's our home.

I just feel like we're missing something.

Then help me figure out what that something is.

[dramatic music playing]

Hey.

- Hi. - Morning.

- Hey. - Hey.

Did you see Abe this morning?

Uh, yeah. He left for early duty.

Have you noticed anything strange about Georgie

since we got here, since that thing in LA?

Stranger than usual?

Stranger than the fact that she still

won't call us mom and dad?

I don't know.

The things they did to her

before we took her in...

those things take time.

I know.

I know.

Is-is Abe gonna run guard duty every morning?

Is that the plan?

Uh-- I don't know. I don't set the schedule.

Don't B.S. me, Jeff.

You set the guy who sets the schedule.

I can't order everyone to do duty

and then give our kid a pass.

[gasps]

Fine.

I'll take his place.

I'll run his shifts.

Good luck talking him into that.

Watch me.

Tara.

Never mind.

[sighs] Aw, man.

[sighs] There are a lot of other hunters up here.

Ugh. Come on.

But why don't we go where they're going?

Let's just keep going this way.

We don't wanna go where they're going.

[boy] Slowpoke! [laughs]

[Abe] Hey, you only won because I'm carrying this trailer.

Oh, no. I won because you're slow on the turn.

Your bike is faster than mine.

Come on, dude. They're all the same bike.

Yeah, but you're not hauling the trailer.

Oh, you said that already. Come on. [laughs]

Gorgeous, dude.

Okay.

So, you and the homeschool girl?

- Claire? - Yeah.

- What's up? - Yeah, what about her?

We made some peach wine the other day.

- Did you? - Yeah.

- Dude, I want some of that. - Oh, me too.

Yeah, sure. [laughs]

[panting]

I need a break for a minute.

[pants] I need a break. [coughs]

[both panting]

Hey.

What is that?

Look, that shiny thing.

[pants] What is that?

Do you see that? Do you see that down on the ridge?

What-what are you doing?

The... warning! Warning, warning.

- [beeps] - Uh...

[beeps] You are trespassing on--

[distorted megaphone]

- What'd they say? - Come on.

What-what is that?

What?

Wha--?

- [beeps] - Call my dad.

- Call my dad. - Okay.

Mr. Eriksson?

- Jeff here. - Hey, Dad. Um--

There's a hunter, uh, pointing a scoped rifle

right at me.

Abe?

What's your position?

Uh, LP/OP 19.

- Did you warn them? - Yeah, but,

[sighs] the megaphone's running out of battery.

Fire a warning shot.

[gun clicks, shoots]

[pants]

[grunts]

Did somebody get something?

I don't know, uh...

I don't see anything.

Dad, he's still pointing the rifle at me.

Dad, what do I do?

Shoot.

- Dad, what do I do? - Shoot!

- Abe! Shoot! - Don't come any closer.

Come on. What are you doing?

No, no, no.

Shoot. Abe, shoot!

[gunshot echoes]

[piercing ring]

Whoa, Jimmy.

Jimmy! Jimmy! Jimmy!

- [panicking] - [labored breathing]

- I'll get help! [pants] - [labored breathing continues]

[somber music playing]

What happened?

Gunshot wound to the upper thoracic.

Abe, you gotta keep that pressure on the wound.

It's very important, all right? Keep that pressure right there.

Did he have ID on him? What's his blood type?

- Hold it like you mean it. Firm pressure.

- Nothing.

- All right, buddy. Stay with us. - Here you go.

Sir?

Sir, can you hear me? Keep that pressure.

Sir? Sir, can you hear me?

Sir? What's his name?

James McGavin.

Mr. McGavin, can you hear me?

Mr. McGavin, you've been shot.

I need you to stay with me, all right?

Come on, buddy. Please. Come on.

- Come on, please. - [sharp gasp]

- [groans] - Hey! Hey.

- What happened? - No. You've been shot.

I need you to stay still so we can dress your wounds, okay?

Can you hear me?

Keep talking! Keep talking. What's your name?

Brittany.

Who's Brittany?

James, who's Brittany?

James? James, talk to me.

Check for an exit wound.

- Hey. - There's so much blood.

- Yep. - Roll him.

- Three, two, one. - Three, two, one.

[nurse] Doctor.

- [groans] - James?

[monitor flatlining]

- James? James? - Sir?

Mr. McGavin?

[monitor flatlines]

[doctor] He's gone.

He was pointing the rifle right at me.

Stop talking, Abe.

- [sobs] - Don't say another word.

You are responsible for this.

Alena.

It looked like he was gonna shoot us.

- [stammers] - Shut up, Abe!

This was murder.

That's not what happened.

This isn't a war!

It's a... slow down.

You don't have to make war for war to find you.

Look at him!

This man is no soldier.

Probably someone's father.

Look, I promise you this.

We'll figure out proper rules of engagement moving forward.

I set the rules of engagement.

[softly] Jeff, not now.

[nurse] Whose child is that?

[Tara] Georgie. Georgie, no.

- Come on. - [Abe sobs]

Listen. Let's go talk about this.

[Jenna] They brought their troubles.

They brought their old ways.

Morning.

And their bitterness for a paradise lost.

The enemy circled our families like wolves.

Consuming our peace.

We all held the shovel

that buried that first man.

[sighs]

In light of this new and terrible world,

life felt so short.

[somber music playing]

[tense music playing]

You gotta be kidding me.

Hey, man.

This is where the B.S. ends.

It's time for you to take charge.

Full control.

We got your back.

And then what?

All these people become our slaves?

We're not downrange.

This is home.

- It's complicated. - It's not complicated.

We got the guns and the training. They don't.

You're not here with a wife and kids.

Well, there's a reason I'm not.

Right.

You're some kind of lone wolf.

[spits, clears throat]

Lone wolves survive, bro.

[sighs]

[imitating] "Lone wolves survive, bro."

- [scoffs] - [chuckles]

Does the dude even watch National Geographic?

Lone wolves never survive.

But, hey.

That's Bing.

Can't say we don't know the type, right?

I don't know that I'm not the type.

Hmm.

[sighs]

So, how do you see all this?

Just a forward operating base?

- [giggling] - Church camp?

- I don't know. - [giggling]

I'm not used to fighting right on top

of the Americans I'm protecting.

How do you bring overwhelming violence of action

with a bunch of kids running around?

I don't know.

Look, your son...

I'm sorry.

I don't know that I know how to operate in this environment.

This isn't operating.

No.

No, dang sure isn't.

We need chain of command.

A real chain of command.

Structure. Training.

Yeah.

Not gonna happen.

It's one of those go-by-feel sort of missions.

Right?

I don't know what I feel anymore.

Yeah, you do.

Come on, Tinman.

I know you got some heart in there.

Hey.

Apple a day keeps the wolves away.

[howls]

[chuckles]

Let's roll.

Where's that wolf at?

[sighs]

Hey. Oh.

[chuckles] Thank you.

The wood rats got into the wheat in the cold shed.

Oh, no.

Is it all ruined?

I have to go through it all,

but a lot of it.

[sighs]

At least we still have

sugar, rice, and potatoes.

We can-- maybe we can plant more?

Not wheat.

The seed potatoes are all rotting.

All of this stuff. None of it's

gonna make it to planting season.

So then what?

April...

maybe May and then we go hungry.

We can plant more in the greenhouses.

No. In the middle of winter?

With four feet of snow out there?

Honey, God just didn't make any of this stuff

to grow when it's freezing.

Well, if God did that, then hypothetically--

Hypothetically what?

Are you planning on praying for these tomatoes

to come to life in January?

'Cause I don't think God's taking any calls this year.

Least that's the way it seems.

Right.

Jenna. Jenna.

Jenna, I--

[somber music playing]

Abe?

Abe?

Abe!

[doctor] Mr. McGavin, you've been shot.

[Abe] He's still pointing the rifle at me.

[nurse] You are responsible for this.

[Jeff] Shoot!

[Tara] What's going on?

[Jeff] What was that?

- [sobbing] It's my fault. - No, it's not your fault.

- No, it's-- - I pulled the trigger.

[puppy barks]

Mommy! Can I keep him?

No.

All right. You know what, Jeff, I got this.

Just go get Abe.

Oh. [sighs]

Honey, it is not a very good time.

But, Mom, he can protect us from the bad men.

What bad men?

Like the bad man that...

Abe shot.

Oh, buddy. Um...

He-he was not a-a bad man.

Then why did Abe shoot him?

Sometimes we think we're doing the right thing

and then it just all goes wrong.

Only God really knows.

God?

Yeah. You know, come here. Come here. Oh.

Look...

We-we don't always know.

Right? And sometimes we

just need to trust that there is a reason.

Okay?

All right. Go find that puppy before he eats all the tomatoes.

[somber music playing]

Hey.

I don't think I belong here.

What? Honey, this is your home.

Is it?

We're shooting people now. Is it really my home?

That was an accident.

Jeff's boy, he--

he was defending a line on our map.

To protect our supplies.

He killed a man for our supplies.

Honey, where's this coming from?

I--

- Never mind. - No, no, no, no.

Our kids need us to be strong right now.

No, they need a world

where people help strangers.

Not shoot at them!

[man] Mr. Ross. There's a lady at the gate.

Says she's your sister.

[gasps] Oh, my God.

- Evie! - Let her in. Let her in!

[Molly] Mom, who are all these people?

I don't know, honey. I don't know.

- Hey! - Mom? And them?

- I don't know. I don't know. - Let us in!

Guess she's--

[Ian and Jenna gasp]

- We made it. - Come on, Evie.

- Oh, my God. - Oh.

- I'm sorry. - Oh, you made it.

Kids! [sobs]

- You okay? - Yeah.

- Ian! - [Evie] Yeah.

Come on.

[knocks on door]

Come in.

Abe?

What are you-- what are you doing here?

I, uh...

I just needed someone to talk to.

Oh-- okay.

But why not your parents?

Um, they have their own things

that they're dealing with and, uh...

I-I don't want them to know.

You-you don't want them to know what?

It's...

bothering me.

- Abe, come on. Sit down. - [Abe sighs]

There's one moment, his face had,

like...

a person and the next moment, it was...

there was nothing. It was empty.

It was loose. And, uh...

I think about his family.

All the time.

He just never came home.

- I'm really sorry, Abe. - [sobs]

Can I...

pray for you?

What?

You know, like-like...

just, like, pray for you to...

just, like, feel better.

Yeah. Yeah, I guess.

- Sure. Sure. - Okay.

Um...

Just like-- [sniffs]

Like, close your eyes.

Lord...

please come to Abe and, um...

Lord, please help him and...

give him peace and give him...

Lord, just...

just help Abe, please.

Amen.

[sniffs]

Now what?

You could just say "amen" too.

Amen.

[Claire chuckles]

Um, there's, um,

something you should know about me.

My mom, she, uh...

she already told me you had some, like, heart problems.

Yeah. I was 11, actually.

Heart transplant, but--

Wait, you have somebody else's heart?

Yeah.

Yeah.

And, you know,

sometimes...

I feel like I took his life.

He died

so that I could live and...

now his life, at least,

the part that I carry, it's...

it's my responsibility.

You know?

I have to...

live my life for the both of us now.

Maybe that's you too, Abe.

That man's life is in you now.

You carry it.

But how is that supposed to make me feel any better?

I don't know.

Does it?

I mean--

- Yeah, a little bit, I guess. - [chuckles]

There is something that I do need to go do though.

What do you need to do? It's so late.

I'm aware of the time.

- Wanna help? - Yeah.

["You and I" by Roland Lewis playing]

[Abe, softly] Wow.

Why are we doing this now?

You always plant flowers at night.

That's not a thing.

Maybe.

Or maybe I just like working in here when it's quiet.

- Okay. That makes more sense. - Yeah.

- Flowers. So many flowers. - Mm-hmm.

Well, they protect the tomatoes.

- From bugs? - Mm-hmm.

- Makes sense. Okay. - Yeah.

More important now than ever, I guess.

I guess so.

All right. Let's do this.

[both speaking indistinctly]

- Wow! That's-- - That looks like a lot.

Just put-- no. Just put--

[Abe] Do not remind me.

While it lasted. Don't grab from there.

["You and I" by Roland Lewis continues]

Just place that there.

Looks good.

Okay. Grab one of these. Yep.

♪ If the sun doesn't rise ♪

♪ It's just you and I tonight ♪

Come on. I wanna show you something.

Yeah. Okay.

[both giggling]

This is my baby. My favorite.

What is it?

Just watch.

- Wow. - Mm-hmm.

What is that?

It's morning glory.

Ipomoea nil in Latin.

They only show their faces for a couple hours a day.

Just in the morning.

You know, with everything that's been...

been going on, I'm glad I'm talking to you.

That's-- that's good.

Wait.

What?

Your parents are gonna freak out.

- You guys, you're staying in the same room, right?

- Yup.

They're gonna flip out when they wake up

and you're not there.

Yeah. You're right. I should, um...

I should probably go.

♪ Hold me in the darkness, honey ♪

Claire.

Yeah?

Thank you for, uh,

praying for me.

Anytime.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Today, technically.

Okay. Bye!

♪ Out of time ♪

♪ If the sun doesn't rise ♪

♪ It's just you and I tonight ♪

[radio host] This is J.R. Jeffreys.

If you're listening to this,

congratulations. You're still alive.

And the powers that be haven't silenced me yet.

Word has it that Texas and California

have seized control of the National Guard units

and that the army is too big of a mess to stop them.

California sent unarmed guardies into Utah

to get the coal power plant back online.

But they were met by a Utah militia

and it went badly for the Californians.

Cities on fire. Mm. That's a long list.

Amarillo, Los Angeles,

Oakland, Detroit, Baltimore,

Seattle. Well, Seattle's kind of always been on fire.

We survived another day together.

Don't take it for granted, people.

I hope you hear my voice tomorrow.

Until then.

- Hey. - Hey.

Morning.

- Morning. - [sighs]

I should talk to Abe about what happened.

That, um... [inhales sharply]

changes a man.

Yeah. You know what, though,

he's still a boy.

Okay?

I think he met a girl.

- She can't fix this. - Hmm.

Sometimes young love can.

- Right? - Yeah.

So, the broken wheat bins, I had the kids sift through them

when they were doing their schoolwork--

That's great. There's still not enough.

Okay. Well, just give me one second. Hear me out.

I've stacked the solar jennies to run the wheat grinder.

It's much faster than the bike grinder.

And these two stoves are putting out about

12 loaves an hour, which is plenty enough for us

and for the people outside the gate.

You know what happened last time.

You said that it was ruined and we--

No. No, I said it wasn't enough.

Even before.

Well, now there's a surplus

and we can use this bread. It's perfectly fine.

What you give to them, you're taking from us.

It's just that simple.

Sweetheart, we have been here before, you and I.

And God came through with Claire's heart.

Honey, there's a reason why they call it a miracle.

It's because miracles almost never happen.

That is not--

[Claire chuckles]

Okay. Oh.

Did you try the bread, Dad?

Don't tell me you're getting involved

with Jeff Eriksson's kid.

- What? - I mean, we don't even know

if they're gonna work out here.

- Keep your voice down. - What do you mean "work out"?

They're a part of this.

Let's just talk about it.

You're only 17.

Are you serious?

- Dad, don't you trust me? - That's not what we're saying.

It's not happening. End of discussion.

You can't just control everything, Dad.

[sighs]

Claire!

- Claire. - [sighs]

Well, that didn't look like it went very well.

He's just not getting it.

You know, it's a good plan.

He'll come around.

Come on.

Mm.

[horn honks]

No way.

Christian.

Tell Evie that Malcolm's here.

There he is! Theo!

- Come on! - Dad!

[gasps] Sweetie.

Oh, God!

- [both laugh] - Careful!

[relieved laugh]

[sighs]

- Hey. What? - [breathes deeply]

What's wrong?

I'm just...

relieved.

- [sighs] - Why? What happened?

'Cause you didn't show up in Mojave and...

I didn't know where you were and...

Well, I-I was right behind you.

If you had just waited for me, it would've been okay.

What?

Um, I-I waited for you.

Wait, you don't understand, okay?

There were... there were people like--

Men were fighting and screaming

and breaking into the car.

Why did we buy a Tesla?

- What's the big deal? - No, you don't understand.

Cities were on fire. So where were you?

I--

- I stopped in Vegas. - Mom.

You...

you what? You stopped in Vegas?

- For like-- - Malcolm, hi.

Hi.

Is there a place that we can...

Yeah. You know what, why don't you take him

where you're staying?

- Thank you. - Okay? And I'll take the kids.

- You wanna have some peaches? - Yeah!

Look, I was in Vegas,

but I stopped there for, like, a coffee

and a drink and, like, I-I lost track of time, okay?

[dramatic music playing]

So, uh,

how many guys do you have out here today?

Twelve.

- That's a lot. - Yeah.

Look,

they just got here, so I'm not sure

if it's the best time to get intel.

We need the intel. He just came from the outside.

- Yeah. I get it, but-- - This one?

Yes.

[laughing] Hey!

- Mal! Ohh. - Ian!

I'm glad you're okay and you're here.

All of you.

Look, I want to introduce you to Jeff Eriksson.

He's the head of our security. Mal.

- Hey. Pleasure, Jeff. - [Evie] Mal?

Yeah. One second, Eves.

What's up?

What'd you see in California?

On the roads?

Yeah, California.

Wow! You have never seen a traffic jam like that.

Wait a second. Wait. The interstate's open?

Yeah. Wide open from Vegas. I was there two days ago.

You were in Las Vegas.

Yes! Yeah. They got power going on the Strip.

They-they got these, like, diesel generators

the size of semi-trailers.

They're giving out food from trucks.

And, look, that's where I got this.

There's-there's power on the Strip?

So that means FEMA's doing their job.

Yeah. Totally.

They said they're coming this way next.

Forty-eight hours and they're on their way.

And then, uh, over to, um...

uh...

to Boise.

They played

"Proud to be an American" out the back of the Bellagio.

- Loud as heck! - That's great news.

That's great. FEMA's on their way. They're coming.

You sure it was FEMA?

Jeff.

Who else would it be?

Yeah. Yeah. They got the-the white trucks and the, um...

you know, all the...

So, hey, um, how's the fallout from the, um,

you know, the bomb?

Our Geiger counters measured nothing.

Mal!

- Got to-- - I get you. I get you.

Take care.

Ah. Thanks, Mal.

- Yeah. - I'll talk to you in a bit.

Well, that's the best news we've had in days.

Now you can tell your boys to relax a little bit.

[hopeful music playing]

- Morning. - Brought you waters, okay?

- Bread? - Thank you.

[people happily chatting]

Did you authorize this?

Not exactly.

- She's gonna start a riot. - I can explain.

Look, I get it. About marriage.

I planned on everything except maybe

her.

I'll take care of it.

Any news on FEMA? Have they come downtown yet?

Negative.

He said they were gonna be here yesterday or today.

Malcolm!

Where did FEMA say they were gonna set up?

Probably sports arena, I'd guess.

That's where they were in Vegas.

You were at the sports arena in Vegas?

I saw the sign, yeah.

You saw the sign or you drove there?

Bro! It's not that big a deal. I was near there.

[Evie] Okay. Okay. Just don't flip.

- I'm sorry. - It's okay.

Um, just give it a second.

- It's cool. It's fine. - Okay.

Um.

Hey, could I talk to you for a second alone?

- Yeah. - Just privately?

Thank you.

- Uh, yeah. Uh... - What was that?

Sorry, I haven't had the chance to tell you, but...

Malcolm is on meds.

He has been for a long time.

And he's out of them.

- Meds? - He's out of his meds, yeah.

And I don't know.

It's like he's living in his own world sometimes.

I don't know. Yeah.

[Evan] Two white box trucks coming up the road.

[laughs]

I told you FEMA would be here.

Jeff, you're gonna wanna see this.

What's that?

Hey, look!

[ominous music playing]

That don't look like FEMA.

- [people shouting, screaming] - Let's go!

Hey, boss. Lock the gate down.

[man] Bing, give me some gun food!

We have contact. Main gate.

QRF two.

Hold in reserve on the patio.

- Hold fire. - Confirmed.

All team leaders, hold your fire.

Hold your fire until I give the command.

We got the high ground.

[dark, suspenseful music playing]

[people shouting, screaming]

Georgie!

What are you doing? Come on!

This is the Oakwood Police Department!

Lay down your arms and surrender!

Man, those are police, bro.

Maybe they are. Maybe they're not.

This is your final warning!

Lay down your weapons!

You hear me, bro? Those are police.

If we give up our guns now,

we will never get them back.

Javi, what the heck is going on?

Ian?

You're a part of this?

Well, yeah. This is my home.

What's with the tactical response?

We heard there's a survival gang up here

murdering people.

Well, I assume you have a warrant, right?

It's okay.

Okay.

There's probable cause.

There's supposedly restricted weapons.

Well,

doesn't sound probable to me, Javi.

Hey, come on.

I've been at barbeques at your house

with more weapons than this.

Arrest that man, Lieutenant.

Give me this.

This is an illegal gathering.

Hold-hold on. Hey, hey! Javi.

Look, you're surrounded by Special Forces soldiers.

With machine guns.

We can talk through this

like rational men.

Time to go by feeling, brother.

Don't kill them, Jeff.

You hear me?

Look, it feels wrong because it is wrong.

We are the law.

- We are here-- - Sir, put down the megaphone!

No. You can't let this guy talk to you

- like you're some kind-- - Get back in the APC!

We're the police. We're here to make sure--

- Get back in the APC now! - No!

Not until we inventory every gun

and every bullet on this property

and put it into evidence!

Javi, you better stop this before someone gets hurt.

Bring out the trucks! Bring them up!

I want all you people to put your food in the trucks

in an orderly fashion!

You gotta shut this guy up before someone gets hurt here!

This gathering is illegal and shall disband.

Javi! Shut this guy up now!

We shall confiscate all food for fair

and equitable distribution by the city of Oakwood

- through its legal charter! - Come on, Javi.

Do you think that you're above the law?

Do you think that the rules aren't for you?

- Huh? - Jeff!

It's all right, guys. It's okay.

Everyone, stay calm.

[man] We're in position, over.

- [multiple gunshots] - [shouts, groans]

[dramatic music playing]

Suppressive fire.

[people screaming]

- Cease fire! - Hold your fire!

Why are you shooting over their heads, man?

- Hold your fire! - [people screaming]

- [grunts] - Man down!

[gasps]

[groans]

[Tara] Man down! Man down!

Ian!

Ian. [gasps]

[wails, sobs]

He can't breathe! They shot him!

[continues sobbing]

Do not let them leave, Jeff! Next time, they won't come down

the middle of the road like idiots!

They'll come through the forest and it'll be a real fight!

Shut up, Bing.

Don't shoot!

Point your weapons

at the ground and back up slowly.

[Jenna sobbing]

QRF three, coming through. Retreat.

Hold your fire!

[dark, somber music playing]

[imperceptible]

["Almost Home" by Justin James & Jonathan Chu playing]

♪ Raise your head ♪

♪ And dry your eyes ♪

♪ Those violent seas ♪

[Jenna] Everyone knew him as our steadfast leader.

But now he lay here barely alive.

We wrapped him in prayer throughout the night.

Begged for his life.

And I knew that in a moment, it could all change.

Yet I kept my hope alive.

♪ Holy Ghost ♪

I turned again and again to God.

Fully surrendered

without condition.

And with the first light of dawn,

something changed within me.

I had been searching for the light,

but it had been with me all along.

["Almost Home" by Justin James & Jonathan Chu continues]

Before, I had just been the woman of the house.

But on this morning,

I awoke with a new and divine purpose.

I became filled with love.

And I knew what I had to do.

[Evan] Jeff, you copy?

Go for Jeff.

Need you at the gate, brother.

Mrs. Ross is telling us to let the refugees through.

[groans]

Ian?

[Ian mutters]

- [groans] - Oh, thank God.

What happened? Where am I?

You're at home. You're in the med bay.

You got shot.

SWAT?

They're gone.

[groans]

How long have I been-- [groans]

You, uh...

you were asleep for...

for ten days.

Sage?

Emily?

We haven't heard from them.

What is it?

Um...

Hey. What is it?

- I know you. - [Jenna chuckles]

What?

I let our friends in.

[soft, uplifting music playing]

[Ian] How many?

All. All of them.

I-I let them all in.

Hmm.

[Ian] I don't-- I mean...

The math just...

Well.

Lucky for us,

my God is bigger than the math.

[imperceptible]

[Ian] I--

I don't understand.

It's okay.

I bet it all.

Our safety. Your life.

I bet it all

on faith.

[Ian] Uh, how?

Loaves and fishes.

There's life.

And then there is life worth living.

And it is happening.

[Ian] Okay.

Now tell me how we're gonna do this.

It was right in front of us

the whole time.

Everything we needed.

Well, on the other side of the gate.

Tara Eriksson, she built solar LED lighting systems in Iraq.

And she came up with a plan that could power

our LED grow lights in the green houses.

And the kids, they sprouted our seed potatoes.

They got almost every single one of them to grow.

Did you know that every seed potato

makes eight to ten potato plants?

Which in turn makes eight to ten potatoes.

And every three months, we just do it all over again.

We plant. We grow. We multiply.

What about the cold... the winter?

Well, that's the best part.

Rick Baumgartner,

he knows about chimneys and stoves

and he had this great idea

that we bake the bread inside the green houses at night.

It's plenty warm enough for potatoes.

[Ian] Honey...

I don't want you to get all your hopes up on this.

[Jenna] I know.

I know.

It would take a miracle for this to work.

But I believe in miracles.

And I believe in this place.

Hey.

I believe in you.

[Jenna] As the granite promise of our nation crumbled,

we found something sturdy beneath.

Our faith had always been greater than our wealth.

Survival could have become our North Star.

But we chose love instead.

And in every fall of man and the rebirth that follows...

love lights the way.

[uplifting music playing]

JENNA: You say that she knew the nuclear attack

was coming before it happened.

TARA: She drew it almost an hour before.

- What does that mean?

- I don't know.

She never stops drawing, though.

Someone's coming.

[dramatic music]

[grunting]

[screaming]

Claire!

[screaming]

You need to leave.

Says who?

TARA: No, Jeff!

JENNA: What else has she seen?

["You and I" performed by Roland Lewis]

[instrumental score- "Amen" by Benjamin Backus]