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Okay, twenty-one, five, two, please.

Where are you from? Denver, Colorado.

Got no horse around on the mesa?

Pick up a shirt, Russ. You're gonna dehydrate.

Put this on the table, too. Will you, huh?

Don't do it, Russ. He gets all that sugar and it'll go off like a bottle rocket.

Bottle rocket, my ass. I'm going… BANG! ZOOM!

To the moon, done it, cold boy.

Now we're headed for the beautiful California coast.

Listen to this guy. He ain't even ever seen the ocean.

He's just thrilled to get away from his wife and kids.

That's funny. Funny man, huh?

Man, it's not.

Swelter's home. See the guy out there?

He takes off his text.

Shut up.

No, I mean it. He's playing the Diet Coke speed.

Shut up.

Come on, ladies. Let's get going.

Don't bother slurring your ways. You wouldn't have lasted two days in Congress.

A news flash, buddy.

War is over. But sure, another one will come along soon.

We're an hour behind schedule. Let's go.

Your turn, Romeo.

It's all right. It was my fault. I'm still sorry.

No, I wasn't looking for where I was going.

Why don't I get my insurance?

No, no, no. Your stuff's okay. Just let it go.

I think it's good.

Good.

I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry. Really.

I would like…

Insurance!

I could have the whiplash, Rusty. I'm trying to be funny.

I put together an itinerary for the week.

I thought we should start by regrouping at the hotel.

Watch out for little grabs of food.

I canceled the hotel.

What are you talking about?

Sleeping under the stars tonight.

I didn't prepare for camping.

I thought everything we needed from the surplus brother David left.

All right?

Just kick back for Christ's sake and make it pretty nervous.

You don't want a fucking car lot, Paul.

So can you tell me why we snag on without air conditioning

for a trip halfway across the fucking country at the fucking zenith of summertime?

First, let's kick back for Christ's sake.

Now I've got to get everything.

First thing I'm going to do when I see that big

wet ocean is I'm going to strip down my skitties.

Then I'm going to tear those suckers off

and see them jump in like the French all next to that.

Yeah, remember that scene of poplips now?

All those guys body surfing borders going off the fucking right.

Stand fucking live that.

Look at him smiling.

You know he did.

Hey, Rusty, what are you going to do when you see that ocean for the first time?

I don't know. I haven't seen anything as big as that before.

Probably something that big. I just pissed my pants.

Hey, how are you, kiddo? What did you do in school today?

School doesn't start again until September, Dad. Remember?

Oh, well, how's the dance class going? Are you getting along better with Miss Brewer?

Same old thing. The bitch has it in for me.

Hey, kiddo, watch your mouth, huh? Now put your mom back on.

Kate, did you hear the mouth on that girl?

Ronie, stop eating that garbage.

How are you?

Having a good time?

Yeah, sure. I'm glad one of us is.

Hey, we're almost there.

Have you talked to Vicki?

Can you forget about the station for one cold minute?

Christ, Rusty, it's the first time you've got time off in a dog's ear

and you go running off with your drinking buddies.

Your daughter talks like Sam Kenneth until she's looking for some attention.

Attention from her father.

Don't do this now.

I'm not talking about you and me, Rusty. That subject's talked out.

I'm talking about you being a father to your daughter

before she decides she doesn't need one.

Listen, I gotta go. Just tell Ronie I love her, please.

Dog is cheap, hon.

I… Love you, too.

Just ain't the same since he's been whipped, does it, boys?

I can't believe the careless attitude that pervades right now

regarding nuclear armament didn't ask anyone.

They'll save the smile that the Cold War is over.

The fact is that the government is spending more now on nuclear research

of all kinds than they ever did during the Cold War.

The recent discovery of possible nuclear weapons in Iraq

signals a long overdue wake of the government.

Immersive Iraq's esteemed leaders failed to handle

the stuff of the headlines that one has to ask.

What do you think, Rusty?

With a nuclear missile and nothing to lose… Rusty!

Russia's prime minister… Need to make this happen.

…not in the president's court.

And we've forgotten that unstable power

still has missiles trained at our shores.

Never happened.

We're the crossfire of a global Mexican standoff.

No, no, no…

Sorry, just spray everything.

But if it doesn't fit on our plan, it's okay. Just look at this.

Last one I get scared to do.

Hey!

Don't we make it worse?

That's terrific. That's just great.

Shut up.

I told you we should have parked on the beach. Now we're stuck.

Shut up.

Hey, hey, come on, come on. Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, you know, we're stuck in the sand. It's not the end of the world.

Sorry, Rusty. Get a bite of the fall. Go take a walk. Pull down, man.

Shit.

Cyrus, get those formats out. We'll try that.

All right, give that a try.

Fuck!

Shall we set up camp?

Hey, you guys need a hand?

You tell me.

So… what's your game?

Me and Paul sell used cars.

And Rusty, over there… manages K-Kat, Colorado.

Today's hit's yesterday's fads.

Of course. I'm not the manager. I'm just the program broker.

You're there more than the manager.

We have to Shanghai and Soryat to get him to come along in this little game.

So what about you, Stan? What do you do?

Stan sleeps on our couch a lot these days.

What?

Oh.

No, uh, blatant whiplash symptoms, I hope?

No.

Gonna sit down, Rusty?

Just so you won't feel uncomfortable.

My name is Amber MacReady.

I write a column for the national scandal.

Trashy rag out of Cincinnati.

Been married and divorced.

And I heard your friends call you Rusty at the gas station.

Doesn't leave much imagination now, does it?

Kinda takes the air out of our relationship.

In the first place? That's not a fraction of what there is to know about me.

In the second place, we don't have a relationship.

I didn't mean to offend.

You gonna open that beer?

You, uh… do you want to know about me?

You're a good boy trying to be naughty.

Yeah, and you just never forget a name.

No, I never forget a pair of pecs or a nice ass.

But I'm divorced.

Russell.

One thing marriage taught me.

You don't fuck around unless there's something wrong already.

Yeah, we swim in the ocean at night.

No, no, that's swing trunks.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Shit.

What have you been doing?

Shut the fuck up, goddamn it.

I'm not taking any chances.

That's bullshit! It's bullshit!

It is bullshit! I'm not taking any chances with my life.

What's he saying, Stanley?

Is he saying that the radio's right?

Are we gonna be bombed?

San Francisco.

Sacramento after a minute.

Bannerberg, four minutes less.

Multiple warheads.

Tell them it's bullshit.

They must have some sort of emergency action plan of some kind.

Bannerberg, Fifty clicks.

We get to heat in a minute.

Shockwave seconds after.

Stanley, what the hell are you talking about?

Five minutes.

Stanley.

Come with me if you want to live.

Where?

Bob Shulk.

My Grand Dental Beach house.

It's just down to close to about two miles.

Oh, this is ridiculous.

Going. Now or never.

Come on.

Sign?

Wait, I'm back.

No, Rusty!

Wait!

Never, we have to go.

Get off me!

Listen to me! Listen to me! Get off me!

Ever, look at me, please!

Look into my eyes and tell me if I'm fine.

If we stay, we die.

Come on, let's go!

I can't see a stand.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Cyrus, we're out of time!

That's it!

Where the hell are you going?

Come on, let's try it!

Come on, come on, come on, come on!

What is this, Waffel?

Okay.

I'll take the water.

Get down!

The residents of Southern Santa Barbara are advised to proceed

with caution to Paradigm Hospital at 511 East Rider Avenue.

That is 511 East Rider Avenue.

Road damage may make auto travel impossible.

Santa Barbara, what about the rest of us? What about us, goddamn it?

We must be admitted into shelters.

Parents, please do not attempt to find your children in school.

They will be transported to the nearest fallout shelter facility.

It's just a recording call.

They're right, Rusty.

This will arrive to assist. This is an automated message and we'll return.

Still, still it brought Jesse. He ain't somebody out there.

We're not the only ones. Somebody's out there.

As long as the power hole's out, that tape could

roll on forever without anybody at the helm.

Is that right, Rusty?

Look it off!

Quiet! We're not getting any energy on your waist today.

Right, a little tenderness.

What?

Looks like these all ran off their own power cells.

He's worried about Kate, but really we'd do all I laugh.

I don't know.

My granddad was an engineer and he built this place after the Cuban Missile Crisis.

It's a miracle he's still work.

What about here?

Look, I said I don't know anything about this shit.

I was just a kid that came down on weekends.

Don't you talk about yourself when you're not playing else.

Only when you expect me to stay here.

Stan!

That's all the food we got.

We're not gonna last forever.

Your grass was a genius.

Rats.

We're rats?

Front stem!

I think it's concerned you too, Rusty. You want to live, don't you?

Paul, take inventory in there.

I wonder how much food we got and how I would expect it to last.

Cyrus, power of the Venice Cut.

Find a back-up battery. Splice those wires in there.

Maybe we won't suffocate them.

Now, wait a minute. We got water.

We got water. We got water.

We should take one.

Go on, Si.

He's not your boss, dammit.

You want to be boss, Paul?

Just listen for a second. That's all.

Just listen for once. Tell him, Rusty.

Looks like you're on your own, Paul.

Just listen.

There's nothing to say, you idiot.

There's nothing out there to go back to.

You heard what the radio said. Full exchange.

Don't you know anything? Are you stupid?

We step out, we die. We stay in here.

Stay here? I can't live like this.

This isn't living stand. We can't live like this.

You said you're peace. Why don't you stand up?

Blind those stairs and step outside one time, offer.

The closing door behind you. There's nobody in here who's going to open it back up.

You change your mind. Are you ready?

Go on, Schofield. Come on.

Shut up!

Go on, Paul.

Russell, you want to lead the way?

Cade's grandating was ready to hold up here for a long time.

The generator that charges the bank of

batteries runs off of methane from the crapper

with a 24-hour butane supply in just a case.

Can't last forever, though.

But if those backup bricks work, we could survive down here for a long time.

Bullshit.

What?

You know what, Paul? You'd be better off if

you stopped giving Stanley such a hard time.

More than any of us, he knows how to survive.

Bullshit.

I could do it myself.

You okay?

Yeah.

Look, things happened kind of fast before.

That's how change is.

If it isn't fast, it sneaks up on you.

I beg for it, it never comes.

Never prepared if it does.

Okay, but I'm sorry.

Stop. Just wait.

Maybe you're a nice guy, Russell.

Maybe you're a good man.

But the truth is, I wanted you for one night.

Remember?

We don't have a relationship.

You wanted to thank you for saving my life. Thank you.

No, that's not what I was… Don't be sorry.

On the beach you asked me if I wanted to know about you.

Well, the answer is still no.

Nothing personal.

If you don't mind, I'd rather be alone.

Paul.

Paul, give me a hand, will you?

I'm trying to test this battery.

Could you just hold this?

I swear.

The way you act, I think the world is coming to an end or something.

James, there's a sense of humor.

Hey, wait a minute.

What are you doing?

You're not a fighter. The money's in there all out.

What are you doing here, man?

What's this kid doing?

We don't have the money time.

This is nuts, man.

Out of the show, man.

Fine.

Don't feel bad for Jack. He had it coming.

Paul's soft. He makes friction.

Friction's the last thing we need if we're gonna survive.

You get me, huh?

Yeah, I hear it.

You know, we sigh. I'm not a bad guy.

There's a job to be done.

We can't be going against each other when it's live and die.

If this thing works, we're gonna be breathing a lot easier.

Things will get better.

We'll get a face full of nuclear fallout.

I thought about that.

We don't have a whole lot of options now, do we?

Fucking dictator.

Maybe he knows what he's talking about.

Maybe you wanna listen to what he has to say?

Why does it have to be him?

You wanna be leader?

Nah, this isn't about who's leader.

Everybody respects him, does he?

No, no.

Do you know what rats do, Rusty, when they're too many in one cage?

A whole cell genocide.

A number of rats neglect eating and drinking.

Instead, concentrating on grooming their

coats while their world falls in around them.

The strong few prey on the weak,

killing, cannibalizing, even mutilating.

Then they turn on each other.

In the end, the result is invariably the same.

Total and complete annihilation of the population.

Annihilation, invariably.

What do you got for me? Your first sign?

The air filter seems to be working as this degenerator.

It kicks on periodically to charge the bats.

They're old, but the backup cells came through like a champ.

Barring equipment failure should keep us breathing for the next eight years.

Also, I found these stashed in the bat.

Chinese checkers?

Monopoly?

That's a really terrific sign. That's tops.

But you know, you can forget about eight years.

I've calculated the food, and after rationing it out to six,

and that is that the seals on the cans are still good.

We have about a year of food left.

A year?

That's not the worst of it.

I can't see a stretch in the water out for more than nine months.

That's nine months to play a Chinese checker sign,

and we may spend three of those months hip-deep

in shit if that pipe is short as I think it is.

Oh, my God. I'm serious.

Shut up. I want options, not these smart-ass remarks.

How do we stretch our supplies?

Short of killing somebody?

That's not helping.

He's right. We'll all die down here, all of us, if we don't take action.

What are you suggesting, that we sacrifice somebody?

No, but we can't wait down here to die a thirst.

Well, what if we expand the shelter?

That's too dangerous. We could breach the seal.

No, no, no. That's not good enough.

We survived the blast down here.

Now, that means there's other survivors out there.

Other pockets, maybe in Denver.

A full exchange.

That's 100 to 200 missiles per target.

God only knows how many warheads per missile.

The radio said it might have been a full exchange.

It might have been. He didn't know for sure.

That air out there is poison.

That beach out there is black glass.

The fucking sun probably won't shine for 100 years.

Dammit.

You of all people should be backing me on this, Rusty.

Your family could be alive out there and you're not even trying.

Shut up.

There's nothing out there.

We were lucky we didn't cook in this box like an oven.

We didn't cook. We're alive, at least.

And you want to throw it all away.

If I can live for nine months, God damn it, I'm gonna live for nine months.

And you will not compromise that.

No one.

Better think about compromising that.

I just can't believe we're the last men on earth.

You know, if we're the last men on earth,

I guess that makes you the last woman on earth.

Nobody gets out that door.

Make me.

No, Si.

I'm sorry, man, for what we got into before.

Can't we put it back, Mendez?

You want to flex me back?

No.

Then come on.

How about a good old-fashioned game of cards, then?

Hey, why don't you join us?

Oh, no, thanks.

Come on.

Get my poker.

You can deal.

I don't feel like it right now.

Then give up the cards, man.

If you want to play.

Yes, there is.

I was there for me at a time when no one else was.

I thought I could use it now so that maybe when we're gone,

someone might find it and know what happened to you.

Do you think there's someone out there?

Yeah.

And there has to be.

Do you think your family's out there?

Do… do you, family?

If there's no one out there, I haven't wished

death or worse on it one time or another.

Let's get back.

You want to take the card tonight?

I'll be fine.

This man wants my closest friends.

This crisis…

instead of uniting us, it is.

It's put us apart and driven a stake through the heart of our friendship.

Stan was more at home in Vietnam than he ever was stateside.

He served three tours of duty because every time he

returned, he met with failure and work and family.

Now he seems back in his element.

And his self-appointed rule is beginning to crush us.

Even worse, I'm guilty and ashamed of the fact that my daughter

and my wife are out there and I don't know if they're dead or alive.

Not all I can think of is something that grows for me.

What's up, Rusty?

Stan, don't lie.

I'm all reading out here.

What is it?

Nothing.

What is it?

Nothing.

Holy Moses.

Where'd you get that?

I need your business.

We've got to show this today.

Hell no. No, you can't tell Stan about this.

What are you talking about?

How are you taking Si and everything? He's killing us.

He's saving us, Paul. You've got everything backwards.

He's locked us in this cage.

He's locked us with everything we've known, our friends, our family.

And you're helping him do it, you little fuck.

He's killing us.

How can you do that to me, Si?

The only family I've ever had is down here.

Si, please keep this a secret.

Please?

Get up. Get up!

What were you going to use this for, Schofield?

Nobody moves.

This sack of shit has earned this.

Well, I asked you a question.

Were you going to use it on yourself?

What were you going to use it on everybody?

I mean, they're asleep, maybe.

Put them out of their misery.

Maybe stretch the rations a little further for yourself.

Oh, you're going to use it on me?

That's the only way you'll ever get out that door.

Si, you son of a bitch!

Shut the fuck up!

How could you do this?

I said shut the fuck up!

Now I'm going to do this kid named Lenny.

He ain't a squirrely bastard.

He knew all the words to that Beatles song.

He would sing the Schofield album.

Sang it all the fucking time.

Drove everybody crazy.

That's the only damn thing Lenny could remember.

That song.

He's always forgetting to keep his helmet on.

He's dumb as dog shit.

That song.

You remember?

He was singing it while we were secure in the primitive village.

And all of a sudden we start taking flight in trees.

Lenny and I get pinned down behind this fallen tree trunk.

Flat on our backs.

Lenny takes his helmet off.

He's panicking.

Not thinking straight.

Traces.

Screaming by over our heads.

Three, four inches.

I couldn't calm him down.

He tries to get up and run and I… I grab him by the hair.

That don't stop him.

He's fucking here, exposing my head.

Lenny taught me a little simple lesson that day.

Never stick your head up before it's done.

Now, I've got a lesson for you, Paul.

Nobody gets out that door.

This isn't happening. This isn't happening.

It's all the dreaming I'm gonna wake up. It's all the dreaming I'm gonna wake up.

Please just snap because it's all the dreaming.

I'm not really here. I'm not here.

This is all the dreaming I'm not having.

Russell?

What are you thinking?

Nothing.

You're not worrying about the station making, are you?

No. No, I'm not worried.

It's so good to get out of the house every once in a while.

It keeps my head clear.

When was the last time we did this?

Lenny was in the oven.

Oh, yeah? That summer in Boulder.

Lenny? We were living in that one-bedroom apartment.

Just three years out of college.

Been two years from by now.

You know that was the best summer I've ever known?

Do you love me?

This doesn't solve anything.

It makes me feel better.

I know, but it isn't safe.

Then why'd you show me?

I felt sorry for you.

I told you I live in Cincinnati.

What I didn't tell you was I lived here on the coast years ago.

I didn't come back here for kicks either.

I came back to face my demons because when

I lived here they were too damn big to face.

So I escaped instead.

My uncle died a few weeks ago.

When I was 11, I went to live with my aunt and uncle after my parents died.

He did things to me, Russell.

You understand?

When I told my aunt, she didn't believe me.

Or she said she didn't.

When I tried to resist, he'd hit me.

Hard.

But when he came in my room, I began to escape.

Up here, I went to a place where I couldn't feel him.

And I couldn't smell him.

And when it was over, I came back.

But it was never over.

Two husbands later, it wasn't over.

And it won't be over for you. Ever.

Until you come down out of the clouds.

Stan has created a daily reunion with the followers of the Leonard.

Every day our duties rotate.

They're trivial at best.

I believe he assigns them for no other reason than to

prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that he's in charge.

He's not the man I once called friend.

Something tells me that what he did to Paul, he could do to any of us.

Without remorse, or something even worse.

Never, never my body is screaming the same day.

He must be stumped.

He must be stumped.

I don't know what to say, Velasco.

We were right to be suspicious.

Right-check and double-check the figures.

Someone is definitely taking more their share of the water.

And it's shortening all over the water every day.

So somebody must be going in after everyone's asleep.

You kind of did what you did, Paul.

I'm sorry, I am.

But you keep tempting the fates, you know?

Just try to get along. We'll be okay.

We'll be okay.

Afternoon, whiskey.

What is it?

Nothing much.

We just haven't had time for a heart-to-heart since this old mess began.

Something troubling you?

You and Amber have been spending a lot of time next door.

Oh, Jesus.

Hey, you were the best of you when I've done chatting.

Look, you know me. I'm not a bad guy. I'm just in a bad situation.

Oh, excuse me. She seemed to be right at home here.

Well, you know what they say. Bryce just brings out the best in people.

And the worst.

If you're looking for my approval for what you did to Paul…

I don't need approval. From you or anybody.

I know what's best.

Then what?

It's a book you're always writing.

It's a diary.

Oh, I see it.

It's private.

Are you keeping secrets from me, Rusty? After all we've been through?

Not secret.

Private.

But the only privacy we have anymore, and I need it.

So I'm not going to show you shit.

Well, I bet there's something real good here.

Let him go.

Oh, and the Princess has something to say.

And this is the Journal of Rosalind.

Written in the hopes that it'll one day be read by the survivors of the nuclear fire.

Can't you, Rusty?

No, can't you?

Stan has created a daily routine which were all to follow to the letter.

He's not the man I once called a friend.

Sounds like beauty to me.

He must be stopped. He must be stopped.

That's a bit melodramatic, don't you think?

You're a coward, Glasgow.

I'm a coward.

Well, let's see if it says anything about the Prince.

No, no, no!

Here.

Here, read this out loud, Rosalind.

You read it.

Yes, I do.

She reached out to me and I discovered that her

outer beauty is surpassed only by what's inside.

Amber has a hard exterior that conceals underneath the most

caring, sympathetic, and strong woman I have ever known.

I love Amber McCready.

Let him go.

Oh, you still want this.

Get out.

Don't close your eyes, Rosalind.

He'll be with me here now.

Oh, the same one made love of him.

Oh, yeah, I'm thinking we're back in groceries and cleaning toilets.

They always fired him because he didn't have time to deal with his problems.

We took him in because he was our friend.

It's time Paul gave him a job cleaning cars on the

lots, and he finally could have me slept on my couch.

Well, the gate got better, and he crashed its size of Poles.

I could tell sometimes he resented it.

I mean, it felt like a charity case, you know. It's a pretty hard pill to swallow.

I'm glad he was somebody.

He just wasn't suited for anything else.

This whole trip was a size idea.

I didn't want to go at first. I mean, there was so much to do at the station.

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

The station!

What's the matter?

I worked hard at my job.

I wanted to make a good life for my family, and I thought the

only way I could make that happen is if I was king of the hill.

My ambitions for the next level, the next race…

whatever kept me working late.

Then I would come home and I would bring work with me.

After a while, I realized I was living with strangers.

It became a very cold place.

Being king of the hill was a poor substitute for a family.

Sometimes, Russell, sometimes you have to throw

away everything to hold on to what you got.

Sometimes you have to risk everything.

Stand up.

Somebody's gonna die!

Get them! Get them!

Get them searching anew!

Just get in there!

The rest of you, up against the goddamn wall!

What is it?

What's the damage?

No damage. They've just been yaked loose.

Fix it.

What this is, Russell, is sabotage.

Somebody went in there last night and cut off her ears.

I'm gonna find out who…

Who did this?

Me and Russell were just getting down to the bottom of it.

I didn't touch those wires.

That's not the only strange thing that's been happening here.

And the Luscious have been spending a lot of time inside this store.

They've been trying to get away from you, damn it!

There's not a whole lot of options!

Well, somebody's been hoarding more than their share of the water.

And maybe that somebody's you.

They cool it.

Pointing the finger isn't gonna solve anything.

All right. How about an umbilical take on this?

Who's the one…

that's been making trouble since we first got here?

And who's the one…

that was gonna snuff us out in our sleep?

Hold on a minute, Stan.

We're all friends here, remember?

Paul's done rocking the boat. He wouldn't do that.

He knows better now.

Then who did?

What about him?

Me?

Yeah, that's right. You!

Look, I was the one that brought you here.

You'd all be dead right now if it wasn't for me.

And that's my food, you're fucking me.

That's right. Maybe you think you deserve a little more water

than the rest of us since you saved our worthless lives.

Paul never won a gun, Stan.

Where'd he get it?

Paul, did you get the gun from King Cave?

That's bullshit.

I don't even know how to work that fucking air.

I didn't put my hands on that battery.

Hey, you're the genius that fixed it.

Maybe you're the one that fucked it up.

For Christ's sake, it doesn't take a genius to yank a few wires.

Who are you?

What?

What's your game?

Hey, I'm just trying to survive like the rest of you.

In the beginning, you've been asking questions.

You know everything there is to know about each and every one of us.

We don't know squat about you.

You're always hiding behind those cards looking at us.

Hey, don't gang up on me.

This is my shelter.

Hey.

Paul, Paul, Paul, look at me.

Paul, hey, hey.

Watch out for us.

Fine, fine, fine. Paul, come on.

I don't think you want to kill anybody, Paul.

Right? Paul, look at me. Look at me, Paul.

Don't look at them. Look at me, Paul.

Enemy friend, Paul. Not a liar.

No, this doesn't have to happen like this.

I don't think you want to kill anybody, Paul.

Just give me the gun.

Black glass.

I want to repair the batteries.

How long did you get the air going again?

You got two hours.

It's impossible.

I don't want to hear that. I want options.

I estimate we have about 48 hours there left.

After that, we're through.

That's not good enough.

The batteries are done for. I can't build a battery stand.

You better learn how.

Maybe I can repair the circuit box.

Splicing a couple of wires together is easy.

But the batteries? They're a whole other ball game.

What he's trying to say is that if we stay here, we'll be dead in 48 hours.

I want alternatives.

There are none.

There is one other alternative.

We need to leave the shelter.

Not if Paul was right. If it isn't as bad as

we expected, we could stand a chance out there.

It's a gamble.

No.

We'll need as much food and water as we can care.

I can handle that.

Good. We'll need some blankets, something to cover our skin.

No.

You're not going anywhere.

Step aside, Velasco.

You're through.

We're on the clock.

And the wheels are turning.

Who's coming along?

You know what you're in for if Paul was wrong.

I know what we're in for if we stay.

Are you coming?

He's leading the next slaughter by going out that door.

To work together to survive.

You know that.

Rusty's confusing the others.

He's fighting me on everything.

You gonna try and stop me?

Rusty.

Didn't have to be like this.

Yes, he did.

Get over here.

No way.

You still got some fire left on your shoulder?

You're not fighting this anymore.

Get on your face and sit down.

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

So are you.

Shut up.

What do I think about moving?

Now I am.

Let's shut up a bitch.

Shut up.

What are you doing here?

He knows the meaning of loyalty to his friends.

You beat and kill your friends.

Paul was soft. He didn't have what it takes.

So he took the easy way.

Now, Russell, you have potential.

But there's something in the order we call chain command.

You violated it.

For that, my sentence should be…

Very free, very free.

This must be your lucky day.

How about… You feel nothing?

Stanley, don't.

Why not? We're all gonna die.

It's not too late.

Too late?

To live.

We don't all have to die in this hole, Stanley.

If we just don't lay down and die…

There's hope for us.

All of us. We can all make it out together.

I don't care about that.

Now, Stanley, don't. Stanley, wait, don't!

Take him into your room.

Don't feel too bad.

She's even got your name.

Reprieve over.

You do a good thing, huh?

Get to the hill.

Come down, okay? Come down.

Let's go look at the weather.

Congratulations, buddy.

I'm a great save.

You smell like shit.

Thanks a lot.

I thought it was tainted when the females showed up, too.

But I ended up wishing I had thought of it.

All I care about now is a bath.

Well, your whole adventure's on tape.

I'm gonna look it over later.

You know, the crystal I cooked up for the radio worked out great.

It only picked up what you transmitted.

Well, your job's over.

And agents will keep tabs on the others for further observation.

Yeah, but my guess is the results won't differ much from the previous subjects.

Hey, listen, next time I'm staying in the Van, you can go in the hole.

This is Mobile Lab One.

The maze is shut down.

Sending them off up.

The only family in the very act is down here.

Sometimes they have to risk everything.

Stand up.

Nobody. Get you out of that door.