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I'm so thirsty.

I'll get you more water.

When's the power coming back on?

The CDC is advising people to please,

stay away from crowded areas.

I ain't going back out there.

There's gotta be something for the burning.

Finally.

Red light's flashing. Does that mean it's recording?

Yes, Mom.

How do I zoom? I'm pinching the side.

Oh, oh, don't pinch, don't zoom.

Give me that, just man the switch.

Okay.

Bop, bop.

Mom.

Okay, okay, I got it. I got it.

- I'm ready. - All right.

Three, two one.

Oh, Addie.

It's so damn Christmasy I could just cry.

Addie, get over here and give your mama a hug.

No, no--

Can I open the one from Uncle Izzy?

I want to send this to him.

Mm.

If that's the one you want to open as your Christmas Eve gift.

"The more you know, the less need, Uncle Izzy."

Awesome.

Yeah, that's... that's great honey.

No, Mom, you don't understand.

You can't just go buy this at the store.

This is like the preppers' Bible.

Sweetheart, you're too young to...

I-it's okay to just be a normal kid.

If I act like everyone else,

I'm gonna end up like everyone else.

Right, right.

Well, we'll be happier

than two clams in a pod when you bug us outta here.

Uh...

Wait, you ain't gonna take your mama with you?

It ain't like that.

It's just, I gotta be smart, you know.

It's harder to move quick with numbers.

You gonna leave your mama?

Repeat after me.

No, I will never leave my mama.

Ow.

Out of these I need three quarts a day,

just for consumption.

I'll just say one gallon a day.

Seven gallons a week.

The more you know, the less you need.

The more you know, the less you need.

The more you know, the less you need.

Right, unless you need water!

About 400 miles as the crow flies.

Can't go through OKC though.

Yeah, there's probably still rats there.

Can skirt around the park, 40, 50 miles a day.

Five days.

To get to Uncle Izzy's, just over two weeks.

Yeah!

I--I can't.

Why do you gotta be such a dick all the time?

Why can't you just help me?

I've been good.

I've been good.

That's it.

What am I gonna d--?

I'm gonna die.

Hello!

Help!

Help.

♪ I need thee Lord every day

♪ Most gracious Lord

♪ No tender voice like thine

Hey!

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Are you like, real?

Are you like stupid?

Throw up your weapons.

Oh my God, did--did I shoot you?

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Thank God, I'm sorry.

I thought-- I thought you were a--

A what?

I don't know.

Hello?

Are you gonna throw up your guns

or do you want to sit and rot in my punji pit?

Wha--what's a boonji pit?

Punji pit, it's a tiger pit.

There aren't no tigers in these parts.

So were you like trying to catch people?

Nope, just dumbasses.

I was shooting for a buffalo or a deer,

but you've gone and scared them all off with your little firecracker show.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I--I don't know, I was trying to

call for help I guess.

You find many people to help you these days?

You came didn't you?

I ain't here to help.

You know, you're tiger trap banged me up pretty good.

You wanna trade?

I've got food and water.

No, you don't.

You like books?

I'll trade.

I like guns.

Don't you got a gun?

Well?

Well?

Tough shit, the shotgun's mine.

Hello?

Hello!

Please, please don't go!

There's got to be something we can do.

Please!

Please don't leave me!

Help!

Where are the bullets?

Down here with me.

You want them, you're gonna have to pull me up with them.

Ya sick?

What?

You infected?

Don't seem like it.

But even if I was, wouldn't I say I wasn't?

Lift up your shirt.

I need to see if you got the stripes.

Higher

and both sides.

How old are you, 15?

Your turn.

Oh, I'm--no, not--not like, I mean, no, not--

Thank you.

You're back.

The bow is mine, it's not for you.

Didn't want you to feel threatened.

Got my bullets?

Deal's a deal, no arguing that.

Who's arguing?

Although we never agreed on exactly when I'd hand over my bullets.

My bullets.

Who's ever.

You an Indian giver now?

For now it seems safe for both parties, you know,

you hold onto the guns, and I hold onto the bullets,

fair and safe.

What happens when you sleep?

You wanna slit my throat when I'm asleep, go right ahead. We both know it ain't been three days,

for all you know, I could have the stripes.

And you'd never know where I buried the bullets.

Shit.

My name's Addison.

Must have not been riding on the roads long

if you're falling into pits.

How was I supposed to know there'd be a pit covered with all this--

I only just got on the road.

I've been hunkered down for a spell.

How did you make it? Where were you?

I was visiting my dad on the OTSA

when it started breaking out in the coastal cities.

OTSA?

Oklahoma Tribal Statistical Area.

It's a BSPC term for reservation.

So you stayed there until the stripes came?

Till the neighbors did.

God damn people.

God damn people.

It's hard to wrap my head around it.

If I survived 'cause I was prepping

or I just could avoid folks, or I was--

Bullshit. You were prepping for this

before the stripes stared?

Well, yeah, I mean, Noah didn't build the arc in the rain.

I mean, I was prepping, but I wasn't...

I was thinking more financial collapse, super tornado.

I really wasn't prepared for the stripes.

Thanks for helping me.

I miss talking, you know,

like back and forth.

What's your name anyhow?

Please don't kill me in my sleep!

Not a God damn peep, where did you bury the bullets?

I didn't bury them, that's all, I just--

Where?

I don't think it's a garden. Don't look like it.

This fire was lit last night.

Your grasp of the obvious is staggering as always, Zeke.

What do you see, what do you say you saw?

Hm?

What you wanna do, Fish?

We got time.

I say we go and meet our new friend.

"I will execute judgment on them

with plague and bloodshed."

"And so I will show my greatness, and my holiness."

Losing light.

Best we get a fire going.

What are they doing?

Who cares, let's go.

Just wait.

They're playing a God damn game okay?

Let's go.

I wonder where they came from.

Jesus, crazy.

Looks like it.

Okay, as soon as it's dark, we'll double back.

Passed an old outpost on the way in.

I don't think it's much further.

We'll be there by sun-up for sure.

Then we can rest.

You, uh, good?

I was wondering how far along you are.

You...you look maybe... four or five months.

What are you, some sort of pregger perv?

No, no, no, no, my mom was a midwife.

Don't mean you ain't still a perv.

Where's the daddy?

He's dead.

Sorry, sorry.

My name is Ava.

Really?

It's 350 miles to Wichita, 50 miles a day, seven days.

Less if we can cover more.

How far can you ride in a day?

I hear tell that whole area's a hillbilly hell hole.

My Uncle Izzy's there.

So are bunch of welfare mental's and meth heads.

He's a prepper. He's the one that taught me.

Used to be a Marine, he was in Afghanistan.

Been a forest ranger at Wichita for a couple of years now.

It's a prepper's paradise.

Bug-out promised land?

I'm not trying to sell you on it.

I ain't gonna make no promises either.

That's where I'm headed.

You got somewhere you need to go, take the bike and the shotgun.

But me, I gotta go there.

Uncle Izzy's got some medical training too.

Screw it, I ain't no refugee, I am a survivor.

No sign of them.

I think we're good.

I don't even know how you would track a bike on asphalt.

Uncle Izzy is a Marine Marine, or like a medic or administrator?

Marine Marine.

Killed nine people.

Got a rabbit.

Sorry.

I never could make out the constellations.

I can't even find the North star.

You see it, to the left,

like a medium bright star

just off the edge of the big dipper.

Oh, yeah.

My daddy used to tell me stories

about the stars to put me to sleep.

My mama would sing.

You're not gonna sing are you?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Easy there, tiger, what do you think you're doing?

Seizing the moment.

This is not that.

This is bed time.

Pregger perv.

You bringing me flowers now?

No wait, not--not like that, they're for the baby.

They're good for you.

You know, prenatal shit, vitamin A, B.

Calcium, iron, potassium.

You can make a tea or you can make a salad with those.

You better pick me up okay salad dressing

'cause this is disgusting.

Maybe if we use my shoelaces next time we can catch something bigger.

They're 550 paracord.

They have a tensile strength to 550 pounds.

Prepper thing?

Yeah.

So were you like, wishing for all this?

What do you mean?

Just, I mean how could you not?

You'd be king of the chaos.

No, I just, I like survival,

outdoors stuff, being on your own.

I hated all this shit

but my dad would teach me, force me,

to learn the land or it'll learn you.

Traditional shit.

It was how he could spend time with me

but shit, I just wanted to read my books.

It was stupid of me.

One of my survival books had a whole psychology chapter.

All about planning, you know,

enemy lines, PTSD.

They don't say nothing about you know, how to deal with...

I didn't think it'd be this...

Hard?

Lonely.

I guess how could ya?

How could somebody know

how to cope with that, let alone write about it?

I guess we could now.

Yeah.

Except who would read it?

So how far you ever gone?

Never been to Wichita.

No, I mean with a girl.

You a virgin?

No, I'm a--a gentleman never kisses and tells.

That a yes to virgin.

I know my way around the infield, okay?

Oh, really?

Where's a girls button at?

Right underneath her clitoral hood.

What? I'm right. It's right underneath the--

Seriously, where did you learn that?

Oh my, shut up.

It's accurate and sweet in a gynecological sort of way.

You suck.

Stop, stop.

Stop, stop.

What?

Come here.

What?

That's enough.

Fuck.

So what does your book say about aiming?

Putting your attention on the target, I guess,

instead of focusing on things you can control

like breath, stance, stuff like that.

Morning.

I'm Fish.

A little well-earned R and R after the big push.

Your Tour de France.

Bucolic, ain't it?

Nature has taken her planet back.

Didn't take long either, less than a year.

Yeah.

Been fascinating watching

the ecology rebalance

now that we're no longer the apex predator.

Once scarce resources now flourish in abundance

while other, almost taken for granted resources,

spark severe competition.

I know, I know.

You think you got yourself a pretty little partner there.

She's a competitor just like the rest of it.

Killed Esau's brother in his sleep.

We don't want to kill nobody,

especially her.

That'd be a waste of resources.

Hell even he Esau could see that,

and that man carry a grudge, let me tell you.

How's our baby doing, it kicking yet?

What baby?

Don't equivocate with me, boy.

Ain't polite.

You seem like a smart kid.

Shit, you'd have to be to survive this long.

That show you put on for us, playing dead?

That's some quick thinking.

Someone that sharp

knows when to stay and fight,

when to leave, conserve your resources.

Leave the girl and we'll leave you be

to make your own way.

Otherwise, we're forced to compete.

It ain't personal,

it's Darwinism, son.

I can't catch shit here.

I think you scared all the fish away.

Enjoy your swim, see you around.

Maybe.

Hm?

You good?

Addison?

It's clear, come on in.

Bed's soft.

It's a roof, I guess.

Where do you think he is?

Probably out hunting,

that's my best guess.

Pickles.

Very delicious.

What are boiled peanuts?

Maybe you should get a fire going.

I'll do some recon, maybe get us some more water.

Maybe even snag a squirrel.

Okay.

Hm.

I wonder what's gonna happen when he find us.

If he ain't back in the morning, I'll go set some snares.

I saw some good trails on the hike in.

How long till you reckon he gets back?

How'd the father die?

Huh?

How'd the father die?

I stabbed him

while he was on me.

In the lung so he couldn't scream.

Was he one of them?

What are you getting at?

Was he one of them?

The big ones brother.

Oh I'm sorry, was he a God damn friend of yours?

If I had known that, I would have continued lettin' him have his way with me.

I ain't saying that.

I ain't saying that at all.

All I'm saying is that you should have God damn told me

instead of lying about it.

I didn't lie about shit.

Well, you sure didn't make it known.

That ain't the same as lying.

That's--that's on me, my bad, my mistake for not asking.

Fuck, Jesus, I don't know.

Is there anything else you've been hiding from us that's gonna bite us in the ass?

I didn't kill the big one's brother

and I don't got their baby, you do.

How nice for you,

how wonderful not getting raped.

How delightful it must be to not have something inside of you

that you are so God damn ashamed of

that you wanna bury it and let it die!

I ain't the bad guy.

You ain't the good guy either.

You ain't the hero, you're a pussy.

A sweet little innocent kid

that hid from the world and fell into a pit.

Who went from crying Mommy to crying Uncle.

You weren't going back on our deal, now were you?

You don't wanna do that now, boy.

You fire that thing off, maybe you'll get one of us.

Shit, maybe even both.

But Esau'll hear for sure.

Shots just get old Esau all fired up.

At the end of the day, it's just a waste of bullets.

Where is he?

Where's she?

I don't wanna kill nobody.

We should all be aligned together.

We all in the same boat, are we not?

Same pestilent-ridden arc.

This is bigger than you, boy, can't you see that?

We have an obligation. We are the chosen few.

We must be fruitful and multiply.

She ain't yours.

No, you're right.

It's a new world.

She belongs to all of us.

As does what's inside her.

She's our ba--

Son of a bitch.

My heart's pounding.

Is your heart pounding?

How 'bout now?

You hear that thumping in your ears?

Thump-thump, thump-thump.

Fish, he says killing's only justified if it's a necessity.

Yes, sir.

He sees it as a sin.

Thing is, Fish ain't here.

Here,

eat this.

It's goat cheese with stinging nettle.

It's got a bite to it, but it'll give you a boost.

I've heard so much about you,

I feel like we're practically kin.

Uh huh, I've seen you, in the picture.

I've seen you too.

I just can't believe you made it clear across the state.

With a pregnant girl no less?

Izzy would be proud.

Sh.

Now look at that.

Looks like Zeke shined you up pretty good.

Eh, no point in trying boy.

Addison.

It's all right.

You okay?

Run.

Ava?

Stay quiet.

One move,

one twitch,

I will shoot a hole through both of you.

Give me my brother's knife.

Good girl.

I think he's sweet on you.

That right?

You sweet on her?

Ava!

Are you all right?

Are you all right?

Addie?

Yeah?

You okay?

Are--are you okay?

Yeah.

We're okay.

We're okay.

Addison.

Come on you two, it's time for dinner.