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In a world filled with uncertainty

and political turmoil, a shining light emerges,

ready to lead senate towards a brighter future.

Hey, everybody, thank you so much for coming.

Thank you. No, thank you very much.

Meet Bennett Wilde,

the embodiment of hope and progress.

Let me tell you why you want Bennett in the senate,

because I will fight for you.

I will fight for your children,

I will fight for your families,

I will fight for our future.

America deserves--

Prosperity and opportunity thrive

for every citizen from every background.

With a wealth of political knowledge

and years of service to the community,

he's the seasoned leader senate needs...

You can't do this job by yourself. It takes a team,

and that's what you all are.

Get ready for a new day.

...a candidate that crosses party lines

alongside his devoted wife,

supported by some of America's finest staff

and who wholeheartedly cares about all Americans...

That's right, 'cause I'd rather help people

than attack them.

You duck, then you cover.

...where everyone has a voice

and no one is left behind.

Bennett is the candidate who will bring us

closer to that dream.

Closer to that dream.

To that dream.

I'm Bennett J. Wilde, and I approve this message.

Join the movement, join the cause,

and together, let's build a brighter future for America.

Though international sources confirmed

the tests are routine in nature,

tensions continue to escalate,

and the topic of nuclear weapons continues to be

at the forefront of the conversation.

Well, if that doesn't set a festive mood.

No? How about I turn on the ball game?

America's pastime on America's day.

Oh, so you're a baseball fan now, are you, all of a sudden?

I'm a man of the people, don't you know?

Part of the job.

It's all part of the job.

Melinda, I am so glad you are here.

I know it's Fourth of July. You'd rather be with your family

but it's a big night for us,

and we couldn't do it without you.

Of course, Mr. Wilde. No problem.

If there are any leftovers, as always,

you can take them home to your family.

Thank you. They'll love that.

Mind the mess, Melinda.

Sorry, Mrs. Wilde.

Answer the door.

I have to go put my face on for your guests.

Well, hello there.

-Happy Fourth. -Mwah.

You remember my husband Miles.

Miles, it's good to see you.

Thanks for having us, Senator.

It's Fourth of July, first names only.

Come on in.

Well, it's nice to see everyone out of the office

and fundraising dinners.

Miles, how are your students?

Hopefully enjoying their summer break with no homework.

Oh, that reminds me.

This year you're going to be joining Miles

and his students to draw hand turkeys.

It's a great press hit, and, of course

in a few years, you'll be pardoning one.

Hmm.

I'm sorry. I should've asked about the hand turkeys first.

I'm just nervous.

He'd be an idiot not to pick you.

Go get him.

So hand turkeys, huh?

Bold plan.

Well, that's just part of it.

Lisa, only three senators have gone directly from congress

to the Oval Office in over 200 years.

And with the right person beside you,

cultivating your political profile, it'll be four.

Well, there's more to running an effective

administration than public image.

Well, good thing we have such a reliable

political strategist on our team then.

Speaking of, where is Harry?

What?

-Just spit it out. -Just promise me

we won't talk about money

or politics or religion.

What do you want me to be, a mute?

This is work, Zoe.

I thought it was a Fourth of July barbecue.

Just give him a simple thank you,

that's it, all I'm asking for.

He helped you out, he didn't have to.

I didn't ask him to.

-Zoe. -What?

You're the one freaking out about being late.

Hey.

Hey, it is extremely important that tonight goes well.

I will thank him, okay?

Happy?

But I'll do it when I feel like it.

Capiche?

I appreciate it.

Super. We done here?

Wait, where's the pie?

Ta-da.

Safe and sound.

-This isn't funny. -It's a little funny.

-It's not funny. -Okay.

Happy Fourth, Harry.

Same to you, Lisa.

Hey, Harry, come on in here.

You must be Zoe.

I'm Lisa.

Oh, I know who you are.

This must be--

Yes, this is my sister Zoe.

Zoe, Senator Wilde.

Bennett, please.

Nice to finally meet you, Zoe.

Yeah, I just want to say

gorgeous place you've got here.

Well, thank you very much.

My beautiful wife Regina is quite the decorator

among other things.

Yeah.

Try campaign backer.

Mind if I snoop?

Not at all. Be my guest.

Make yourself at home.

Hi, you two.

Welcome, welcome.

Regina, your home is lovely.

Bennett said you did all the work yourself.

Not by choice.

-Thank you. -Of course.

You try getting this man to settle on a swatch.

No.

Well, if you'll excuse me,

I'll go put some finishing touches on our dinner.

Excellent. Thank you, honey.

Wine.

I have an earthy Oregon 2016 Pinot Noir,

or if you like something a little more crisp,

2018 Sancerre.

-No, that's fine. -I love Sancerre.

Okay.

Well, I know that I shouldn't be talking shop tonight--

But a good crisis doesn't take holidays.

No, it does not.

In order to end this one quickly,

by the end of tonight, I'm going to be choosing

my next chief of staff.

Now, you know how much I love a healthy competition,

so have at it.

Well, whoever you choose,

I can make the announcement on my segment next week,

if you'd like.

What segment?

- Oh, CNN. - Oh, CNN.

They want my party insight on the recent

international missile testing.

It's not that big of a deal.

In studio?

Yes, in New York on Tuesday.

This Tuesday in New York.

Hmm, I might have to make an office excursion.

Are you all right? What happened?

How bad is it?

I'm fine, I'm fine. It's-- it's--

I know you think you're clever, but you're not,

and it'll cost him.

Oh, don't be jealous.

You'll be on that screen one day, kiddo.

Nice pie.

We have my family's charity dinner Tuesday night.

I didn't know I had to go.

You don't have to go, Bennett.

I just think the family has been very supportive

of you, and if you're planning on announcing

your presidential campaign in the spring, it would be--

Why do you always do that?

Do what?

Every time you talk about how you funded me,

about how your parents are so supportive of me,

like I'm a little piece on the game board

you can just move around.

Like I'm some sort of show pony

you just trot out whenever you want.

That is not true.

Oh, that's absolutely true.

I just want to know why you do it.

I mean, I'm here doing the work.

We have guests waiting.

Okay.

I will be at the dinner.

I will be at the dinner.

So you're with the opposition.

Something like that.

What's that you got there?

I shouldn't.

Thanks, though.

How else are we supposed to survive

the rest of the night?

Easy there, wild man.

So how'd you end up here?

Miles, Lisa's husband. You?

Zoe, Harry's sister.

Ah.

They really hate each other, yeah?

Yes. Yes, they do.

Don't tell me you're a politician, too.

Me?

Ho ho. No.

No, no, no.

But I've been around it forever.

Lisa and I were high school sweethearts.

No, I am but a lowly grade school teacher.

What do you do?

I'm a paramedic.

Although, it's--

I used to be a paramedic.

Decided to do something else?

Hey, Miles, we're just about ready.

Hey, honey, coming.

I'll see you in there.

You didn't have to bring her.

I wanted to.

And she wanted to, you know, thank you.

She's still shaken up about everything, so.

-Yeah, of course. -Yeah.

Cleisthenes, the father of democracy.

It was Cleisthenes who introduced the world

to the idea of rule by the people.

How's that working out?

It looks expensive.

Politics was never cheap.

Whoa.

Sounds like they're having fun in the kitchen.

Yeah, Senator, Lisa's a campaign manager.

She can sell ice to an Eskimo, I'll give her that,

but she's not a chief of staff.

She belongs on the trail, not in the office.

We both know it.

How about we not pull the knives out till after dinner?

Yes, sir.

Right, so I'm standing up at the front

of the classroom, and it goes quiet,

and that is not a good sign in a classroom.

And I turn around and there's Cassie,

and I didn't know what to do.

I mean, she's eight.

Can you imagine?

Absolutely not.

So what happened to the girl?

Ah. They suspended her.

They suspended an eight-year-old?

Well, God forbid we have a bunch

of little savages running around.

Well, there's an argument to be made that life

was better when we were all a bunch of savages.

I was being facetious.

Mm.

"Man is born free,

and everywhere he is in chains."

Rousseau. But we're not having

that debate in the modern era.

No?

Melinda, will you please silence the house phone?

Thank you very much.

But man still has no natural authority

over his fellow man.

Well, I think we can all agree

that people are better off

when a government maintains order.

Mm, because otherwise we

swarm the streets and slaughter each other?

Yeah, probably.

Well, can't we all agree?

Harry, what do you think?

At our roots, are we all savages?

To an extent.

To what extent is that?

Well, uh, governments go to war,

people are just the tools they use to do so.

And governments are made up of people.

Sure, but strip away the sovereign,

whatever form that takes, religious doctrine,

the economic ladder, racial privilege,

and what other reason do I have to commit murder?

It's simple. You're hungry, I have food.

-That's a bit reductive. -And stripping away

all forms of status, hierarchy, and influence isn't?

Well, it begs the question,

why has every civilization since the Greeks

imposed the rule of law?

Power.

Mm-hmm.

There's been many types

of government throughout history.

We think of power

as the ability to control people.

But in Zoe's vision of chaos

and anarchy and violence,

no amount of military or police power

would be able to compel the population to behave.

Civilization is about agreement amongst ourselves.

It asks us, who are we to each other?

It demands that we give

a little bit of our personal freedom

in order to live in a world where order is possible.

But it is human nature

to protect our individual interests,

that it is the role of government

to protect the interests

of the collective.

And that's why you are the senator.

Cheers to that.

Cheers.

Melinda, what--

Is she okay?

I hope her family is all right.

She has five kids. It's a lot to take care of.

More wine?

That was the strangest thing.

Zoe, turn your phone off.

I did.

What's with all the ringing. Is it an Amber Alert?

Is this real?

Senator, we need to turn on the news.

In the living room.

"Ballistic missile inbound to D.C.

Seek immediate shelter.

This is not a drill." What does the news say?

Here. "Multiple nuclear missiles inbound to the East Coast.

Impact estimated within two hours."

Harry, I'm on the phone with Senator Baguley's office.

You got Baguley? Okay.

I'll message you over, connect to D.O.D.

-I want the bureau. -I'm on it.

...there are believed to be...

Turn that down, please.

-Damn it. I got disconnected. -Yeah, me, too.

I want Carvers and Williams.

And, Lisa, your friend at Homeland Security now.

Got it.

Amongst the various cities targeted: New York City,

Boston, and even Washington, D.C.

Okay, I got it. "Speculation contends

that the U.S. missile defense systems

were compromised by organized cyber warfare."

I can't get through to Charlie. Calls are dropping everywhere.

Carvers and Williams. Calls are dropping.

I just got a text from my friend in Boston

saying their power went out.

"Cyber attacks on critical infrastructure

are also being reported, telecommunications"--

"Authorities recommend staying in your homes

until more information comes in."

This can't be happening.

Someone will stop this. They have to.

Miles, I meant this can't be happening.

This literally cannot be happening.

Mutually assured destruction

is the oldest doctrine in the book.

They bomb us, we bomb them, everyone loses.

It's the only reason the Earth is still intact,

since the advent of the nuclear bomb.

No one would challenge that.

It looks like they have, Harry. Jesus Christ.

They haven't even confirmed who fired them.

Who cares where it's coming from?

We are an hour and a half from nuclear war, Harry.

We're gonna be all right.

All we need to do is just settle down

and wait for more information.

This seems slightly more urgent

than just sit around and wait to me.

- Hey, guys. - Lisa, read the room.

You aren't helping the situation right now.

Hey, you should see this.

The footage we are about to show you

is extremely graphic.

What you are watching is footage captured in some major cities.

Authorities recommend you stay in your homes.

No, no, no, no.

That adds a new wrinkle to the whole savages

running around conversation.

My phone's not working at all.

Mine either.

Same here.

All right, this is gonna be

a ruse or a false alarm.

That does not explain this.

In 1983, the Soviets thought we attacked.

20 minutes later, they realized their radar had malfunctioned.

That was over 40 years ago. Technology has improved.

In 2018, every cellphone in Hawaii

received an emergency message almost identical

to the one we got.

So until the head of the MDA personally calls

and says we're screwed, I'm not worried.

Come on, Miles.

Where are we supposed to go?

We need to find shelter

or a bunker or a basement or something.

Lisa, I'm pretty sure no one in this room

knows where a nuclear bunker is.

Not only that, the entire world

is tearing itself apart out there,

so we need to recognize

that we are in a secure neighborhood

and the safest place is right here.

What are you doing with that?

On the upside, though,

if Harry's wrong, don't you want to see his face

when the world goes up in flames?

Bennett, what do we do?

Well, we have a lot of space,

so feel free to spread out and do what you got to do.

We're sorry. Your call cannot be completed

at this time. Please hang up

and try your call--

Do you remember Miss Clark in fifth grade?

She asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up,

and I said I wanted to be president.

Everyone started laughing,

and I started crying, I was so embarrassed.

You remember?

But then you appeared,

and you said that you were sure

that I would be president someday,

and I believed you.

So much so that I made you promise

that you would be there to see it.

I remember.

Communications are completely down.

No phone, no internet.

We'll see how long the power lasts.

Well, might as well drink the good stuff.

- Great. - Open them up.

Yes. Bennett Julius Wilde,

birthday-- April 2, 1967,

confirmation code 384--

Confirmation code 38492B.

Is this real world?

Yes, I'm here in D.C., at my home

with my wife and four guests.

That's not enough.

Who's on the phone?

I'm gonna need more than that.

Yes.

I understand.

Yes.

I'm Bennett J. Wilde.

Bennett J. Wilde.

I'm Bennett J. Wilde,

Bennett Julius Wilde,

and I approve this message.

Bennett, who was that?

All right!

Just give him a second.

Give him a sec.

Is this real?

The United States Naval Fleet in the North Atlantic

has been decimated.

Our nuclear missile silos in North Dakota

have been disabled through coordinated cyber attacks.

The loss of life has begun.

And it will grow.

It's real.

So what now?

Continuity of government protocols

have been activated.

The D.O.D. will send a helicopter

to take us to a secure location.

It should be here in a little over an hour.

That's cutting it real close.

They indicated it would keep us outside the blast radius.

Oh, thank God!

- Are you serious? - Baby, is this real?

What's the catch, Bennett?

What-- what is it?

What's wrong?

They can only take four of us.

Did you tell them that there were six of us?

I'm sure that there's more room on that helicopter.

It's not the helicopter,

it's how many they can take in a bunker

or wherever they're taking us.

There's only enough room for four.

Was that a...

No, a transformer blew.

We have to figure this out.

Anyone have any proposals?

I'll stay.

Miles.

Yeah, I'll stay behind.

The women should get on. That's what should happen.

That's right.

No, no. I'm not leaving without you.

Do we flip a coin?

I'm not leaving my survival

up to a game of heads or tails.

Or draw straws.

Not what I meant.

We need to consider the facts.

The helicopter is coming because of Bennett's position.

Without him, no ride.

That leaves three seats.

What experience are people bringing with them

to help fix things?

Isn't it two seats? What about Regina?

Thank you, Lisa. That would've been nice

to have heard from my husband.

Everyone deserves to be heard.

Man of the people.

Hold on. So you want everyone to prove their worth

to post-apocalyptic America?

A post-apocalyptic world,

if that's how you want to put it.

Screw it. Get the straws or the coin or whatever.

It may be the only fair way.

Fair?

Do any of you know what happens

when a nuclear warhead hits?

Those in the immediate blast radius

vaporize instantly.

Just beyond that, the flash blinds you,

takes your skin clean off.

Hundreds of miles away,

the nuclear fallout will still reach you,

guaranteeing some form of eventual cancer.

Combine three or four of those bombs together

and you'll kick up enough radioactive dust

to block out the sun,

forcing whoever survives

into a hole to figure out what to do next.

So all I'm saying is if this is real,

if I'm stuck in a bunker somewhere,

I want to be with the people most likely to rebuild

whatever's left of this world.

Forgive me if I'm not sentimental.

You're saying you don't need a grade school teacher,

is that it? Is that it?

-Miles, he's not saying that. -I am not not saying that.

Fuck you, Harry.

Don't speak that way in my house.

Okay, this is crazy.

Bennett, where's that phone?

It won't work. It only accepts incoming calls.

If they want to reach us, they'll call. Otherwise--

No, it's--

I know one thing's for sure.

I've had more than enough of you government types.

Based on your logic, we have a surplus.

We'll probably lose one or two of you.

No? Just saying.

Remind me exactly where would you be right now

if it weren't for us government types?

Harry.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothing. Forget it.

No.

-No, go on. -Zoe, stop.

No, you want them to know?

Fine.

Two weeks ago, I got a DUI,

and Bennett pulled some strings to get me off.

There it is.

Let's all factor that into the blood sacrifice, shall we?

You did what?

And you think I'm the liability to him?

Oh, and by the way, thanks, Bennett.

This is ridiculous.

we're acting like animals right now.

What do you suggest we do, Regina?

Maybe we've earned this.

Maybe we actually deserve it.

Are you trying to go all Sodom and Gomorrah on us?

When I was a girl, my father said to me

he that repenteth shall be saved

and he that repenteth not shall be damned.

When is the last time

that any of us asked for forgiveness?

Well, for starters, I'm not a he,

so I think we're all good there.

Fine.

If it isn't prayer,

what is it exactly

that you suggest we do, Lisa?

Harry is right.

Bennett is the one that got elected.

He is the only reason we have a chance at survival now.

He should be the one that chooses.

Heavy is the head that wears the crown, right, Harry?

Agreed.

No, no, no. This does not feel right.

Bennett, Bennett, this seems bigger than us,

bigger than you.

This doesn't seem like it's our choice to make.

This should be left up to God.

Well, unfortunately, God isn't here.

You want me to choose?

I'll choose.

We are a ways down the list.

There are protocols in place, all of them priority-based.

The fact that we aren't getting picked up

'til that close to impact

means we aren't near the top.

What's the point?

What's the point?

Why would it matter if we're saved?

What is wrong with you?

It's the truth, Zo.

Some people are more important than others.

That wasn't what I was talking about.

What are you doing?

You clearly don't want me on that helicopter,

so I might as well take my chances out there.

You're being dramatic, Zoe.

I have an idea.

Why don't I go in there

and tell them all your secrets,

all the shit you're ashamed of?

I wasn't the one to tell them about the DUI. You were.

Somebody has to choose, Regina.

You didn't think that that was a conversation

worth involving me in?

No. Why would you?

I have to hear about you expunging criminal records

from a complete stranger?

Not every decision I make has to be run through you.

I hold the office. You don't.

Cut the politic bullshit.

You married a politician.

I married a decent man.

We were in love, Bennett,

and I knew that there would be sacrifices

and bumps along the way,

but now what have we come to?

Can you even tell me why you think I'm worth saving?

I made a mistake,

and you know why I was so messed up that night.

Don't try and guilt trip me.

You could have paid for his treatment,

you just chose not to.

Don't talk about him like he's a victim.

You talk about sacrifice.

You didn't sacrifice anything. You didn't earn your money.

Again with that?

You have no clue what it is when I have to perform.

You're a broken record.

I have to walk on egg shells all the time around you

because God forbid I fuck up one time,

you're gonna be there

ready to pull the rug out from under me.

Do you have any idea how it feels

to find your father passed out in the gutter

covered in snow?

I sat beside him while he had his stomach pumped, Zoe.

I was eight.

See, you don't remember that shit.

But--

I'm sure it was tough for you, too,

all those birthday cards,

sober phone calls every Sunday.

I see that lighter of his you carry around.

I took him to rehab four times. Did you know that?

You didn't tell me that.

No, 'cause I was ashamed.

'Cause I couldn't fix him,

'cause I wasn't enough to make him want to change.

It wasn't your fault.

The last time I took him to rehab, he made it one day,

and that's when it hit me like a brick,

he's never gonna change, Zoe.

You need to move on.

I can't.

Why not?

'Cause he's our dad.

Do you resent me?

Yes.

I'm just a fucking blank check to you.

Fine. You want to play senator?

You front the money, so you get to make the decisions?

That is not what I am talking about.

Who should we leave behind, huh?

You tell me now, and I'll do it.

Who should we leave behind?

Who should die?

Harry? Lisa? Me?

-Stop. -Tell me, Regina.

-Stop it! -Who should I kill?

It's not so easy, is it?

Four people are getting on that helicopter.

All I can think about are the two who aren't.

That's a burden I have to bear.

So you can clutch your cross and keep your head held high,

but the decision still has to be made.

And I'm sorry if you don't approve of it.

That's just too damn bad.

I know Bennett better than anyone.

He's not gonna leave us behind.

I bet she's worth more than I make in a year.

Were you able to make a call?

I will get us out of this. I promise.

Just trust me.

We'll be together at the end of this.

What?

So much for CNN.

You know what I think?

I think you're afraid,

because you know deep down that he's not going to pick you,

that he was never going to pick you,

and that ultimately,

you were just not good enough.

If this is happening,

you have less than an hour left,

which means the more you say,

the less your words are worth.

I suggest you start saying something of value.

If I walked around with the level

of supreme arrogance that you do,

I would've been blacklisted years ago.

Because you're a woman?

Oh, fuck you.

It wouldn't be the first time you used that strategy

to get ahead, now, would it?

Don't be coy.

Everybody knows that--

Oh! Are you crazy?

Jesus!

Oh, my God.

What happened?

What's going on?

It's adult time right now, Miles.

Shut up, Harry!

Why do you still care what he says?

Don't tell me what to care about.

-Miles, I am so-- -I understand

that being a fourth grade teacher might not be

on the list of most powerful positions in the world...

-What does that have to do-- -And maybe it doesn't warrant

a spot on the helicopter on the day of the apocalypse,

but I'm damn proud of what I do.

This world is mean, conniving, manipulative,

but it doesn't have to be that way.

Miles, baby, just breathe, okay?

You feel warm.

I'm gonna get you some aspirin, okay?

Okay.

Dear Lord,

I pray for your divine intervention,

to have your will be done.

You and only you have the power.

Cleanse us of our sins and our trespasses

and deliver us--

Oh, I'm sorry. I--

I was looking for aspirin.

They're, um, in the, uh, box.

My parents were religious.

I always struggled with the idea of faith.

I guess I found it all a bit--

hollow.

I'm sorry it's so hard for you to believe in something, Lisa.

It's ironic, the religious prize conviction in themselves

but scorn it in those who don't conform.

Why are you so quick to criticize?

The world is not as black and white as how you see it.

You don't always have to be on the offensive.

Yes, I do, because if I'm not,

I'm too weak, too soft,

I'm not qualified, so to do what I do,

I don't have a choice.

Don't you? There are plenty of things

women are perfectly qualified for.

Well, not everybody is born

with all of God's blessings, unfortunately.

You don't know my life. Don't pretend to.

Did you sleep with my husband?

All those days on the campaign trail,

the late nights at the office,

a girl like you who does what she has to do

to even be in this position.

Or maybe I'm a woman

who's just really good at her job.

Is anyone in there?

Hello?

Is anybody there?

Hey, I'm with the Washington PD.

He's injured, he's bleeding bad, and he needs help.

They should stay outside. It's too dangerous

-to let them in right now. -I completely agree.

Hello? Are you listening to me?

I am a cop. You need to let me in.

I don't know about this.

He needs a doctor right now.

No, Zoe. No!

No.

His neck, it won't stop bleeding,

and he's hurt himself on his side as well.

Easy, easy, easy.

- What happened? - A car crash.

There's something lodged in his neck-- metal or glass.

We need towels for gauze,

a sewing kit, rubbing alcohol,

and some duct tape, if you have it.

I thought you were a cop.

There's something up with this guy.

Well, fix it.

What's his name?

Hey, what's his name?

Tyler.

Tyler, can you hear me?

If you can hear me, I need to enter your neck

to remove some shrapnel.

I know. I'm sorry, but it's gonna hurt.

Damn it. The wound's not big enough.

I need to make an incision to widen it.

What? No. Absolutely not.

You're not performing surgery on a stranger.

It's not surgery.

Whatever. It-- it doesn't matter.

It does matter.

I need a knife, Regina,

the sharpest one you have.

Regina, get me a knife!

Hey.

He's gone.

Why don't we get you cleaned up?

Come with me.

He needs to leave.

He just watched his friend die.

There's something wrong with that guy.

He shouldn't be here.

We don't need to complicate things

any more than they already are.

What are you doing?

You have a beautiful home.

You shouldn't be in here.

Beautiful house.

Does it make you feel safe?

Uh-uh, shh.

Let's give him the keys to a car

- and just get him out of here. - You think

-he's just gonna leave? -I don't know-- Oh!

Police! Nobody move.

Nobody move.

I was just in a car accident.

They stole my badge and gun.

Are you alone?

You got to watch who you let in here.

There's some crazy shit

going on right now.

Hey, put that gun down! Put it down!

Or what, Senator?

Be careful. It's okay.

Hey, put down the gun.

Back up.

Okay, come on.

Get over there.

Come on.

Ladies, on the ground, on your bellies.

Now!

On the ground, face down.

Big boy, come here where I can see you.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Okay, you can go over there and join them.

Go on.

You politicians, you think you're safe

in your little castle?

You think you're not like the rest of us?

It's dangerous out there.

Uh!

I make the rules now, huh?

There's no police officers anymore.

There's no laws, okay?

Now we're free.

Hey, hey.

Get up.

Get up.

Get up.

Take your clothes off.

-Don't you-- -Shut the fuck up!

Fuck you.

You do what I want or I will kill him.

I will put a hole in his face.

Come on.

Uh!

Harry!

Miles.

Miles!

Miles, stop, please.

Miles!

Please stop!

Stop!

Come here.

Here.

It's over.

Okay?

It's over.

It's over, okay?

Come on. Let's go.

We need to call 911.

I thought you said you were a cop.

I am.

They wrecked into my car and they took my gun and badge,

number 870.

It's dead.

What is this?

"Ballistic missile."

Is this real?

In about 45 minutes, the bombs will start to drop.

You can't be serious. That's crazy.

No, it's not possible.

I was on a hike.

My phone, it didn't get service.

Yeah, nobody's got service.

They managed to take out critical infrastructure as well.

You okay?

Are you?

You're weak.

Yeah.

Nice shooting.

Yeah, I was stationed at some embassies,

and it was very hostile territory.

Firearm training was highly recommended, so.

How you feel?

I'd do it again.

Something to consider.

Hey.

You did what you could.

Thought I'd go on a nice hike today--

quiet, peaceful even.

It's the Fourth of July after all.

So--

She's mad at me right now.

I sent them both to stay with their grandma in Arizona

for the holiday.

Mommy had to work.

She said, "You work too much."

Then she told me she hated me.

She's just a kid.

She didn't mean it.

Yeah.

Baby, I need you to hold it together, okay?

Can you do that for me?

There was nothing I could do for you.

I know, baby.

It's okay.

Lisa, they're never gonna let me on that helicopter.

Listen to me, I'm not leaving without you.

I just need you to stay in here and keep calm, okay?

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Two weeks ago, I, uh, had a rough night

and got on the highway,

crashed, and this woman stopped to see if I was okay,

but it was dark,

so when she got out of the car,

this other driver didn't see her.

She's in a coma now--

a vegetable just waiting to die,

and it's my fault.

I keep thinking about her family,

their last words before she got into the car that night.

Were they able to say goodbye?

Probably not.

But you never know.

Thanks.

Sure.

- Bennett. - What?

I need to know who you're taking.

I haven't decided yet.

Is it me or is it Harry?

Who's staying behind?

Well, logic says it should be both of you.

No. I already told you I'm not leaving without Miles.

He's unwell.

And based on present circumstance,

it doesn't look like that's gonna change anytime soon.

-He's cracking like an egg. -Shut up, Harry.

He's a liability.

I don't care.

I'm not leaving him behind.

If you want to stay, by all means.

I have done everything for you.

I've lied, sacrificed, threatened whatever I had to

to get you where you wanted to be.

I have given you my life,

so I am asking you,

imploring you to take us with you.

And I will be just as loyal

and as diligent

and as brutal as I have ever been.

Rousing.

And you?

Excuse me?

Your turn.

Have I not done enough?

Harry, you have to help him.

He'll never be able to choose on his own.

Don't worry, Regina. You're still on the list.

I would rather burn here than grovel to you.

You want to know why you should leave Lisa behind,

why she'd be useless in the apocalypse?

Her knowledge of nuclear fallout is paltry at best.

She's never so much as gone camping,

which means hunting, gathering, reading a compass,

all other practical skills are out,

but worst of all,

her husband is the most obvious weakest link.

And she wants to drag him along?

And she says she's brutal?

Hmm.

So you'd leave your sister behind, then,

if you had to?

Hi. I'm sorry.

Can I use your bathroom?

Down the hall, to the right.

You know, I voted for you.

Oh, yeah?

Thank you.

You didn't tell her, did you?

No, but we're going to, aren't we?

Just-- Shh, shh.

We are gonna tell her.

What purpose would that serve?

There's already not enough room. Why get her hopes up?

- She has a family. - For what it's worth,

I haven't decided who gets to go yet.

Well, I didn't vote for you, asshole,

so feel free to factor that one in.

Zoe, you need to calm down.

Why?

Odds are we have 30 minutes left to live.

Why can't I say whatever the hell I want?

You don't know that. Please just--

Desperate people are capable of anything.

What are you gonna do, tie me up, kill me?

How far will you go?

'Cause you shot that guy pretty quick.

Yeah, we all have some blood on our hands.

Either you all tell her or I will.

Tell me what?

Nothing.

Then why are you all being so quiet?

Zoe, what's going on?

There's a helicopter coming to take us to safety...

Regina!

...in less than half an hour.

It can only take four of us.

We didn't feel it was right to get your hopes up.

Half of us are getting left behind as it is.

It's not personal.

I know that you all don't know me,

but I have two daughters waiting for me

back in Arizona, where it could be safe.

If there's any chance that I can see them again--

This has nothing to do with your daughters.

This has everything to do with my daughters.

You might be able to find shelter

if you leave right now.

Don't patronize me.

Please.

My rug.

My rug.

My show rug.

You must mind your mess.

Miles!

Miles!

Oh, God.

Miles, can you hear me?

Miles?

Miles?

No.

No.

What could you possibly want to say to me right now?

I'm sorry.

What?

She's scared, Bennett. We all are.

Oh, my God.

I'm gonna get you some new clothes.

Let's get you cleaned up.

What are you doing that for?

If you let the stain sit any longer,

it'll be impossible to get out.

That rug is gonna be destroyed,

just like the rest of this place.

Maybe.

And you'll be on your way

to some underground safe house or whatever.

If that is His will.

Everybody is walking around,

acting like my husband

has all the power,

like he's God.

But the truth is he's not in control.

None of us are.

Is that so?

You really think that

our actions, they don't matter?

Just think,

is there anything that you could do right now

to see your children?

Nothing.

If you think that, then why are you cleaning this damn rug?

For the same reason that you're gonna try

to get on that helicopter--

it feels good to pretend.

Don't tell me what to care about!

I love you.

Hey, Lisa,

I brought you some clean clothes.

What are you doing?

Why are you acting like you haven't seen me naked?

I thought we agreed not to talk about that ever again.

A lot has changed.

I got you here, Bennett,

and now there's going to be a completely new power dynamic.

Money doesn't matter anymore.

You don't love her.

You don't need her.

So leave her behind.

Take me.

I want what you have.

I want to know what it feels like.

How what feels?

Power.

But now I know what power really is:

perception.

And it can crumble

at any minute.

Hey, why are you trying so hard to get left behind?

What I did, I don't deserve.

Jeez.

Hey.

Hey.

It wasn't your fault.

If it was your decision, would you save me?

It's not my decision, so that's irrelevant.

-It's not irrelevant to me. -How can you ask me that?

If it weren't for me, you'd be sitting in a cell right now.

So you also need a thank you?

Well, thank you

-for being so... -Stop.

...emotionally available all these years.

And you know what, thank you for worrying enough

about your political career

to slog on down and bail me out of jail.

Oh, come on.

We're all messed up, Harry,

but I still love you and Dad.

Wish I felt the same from you.

Bennett, it's time!

We have less than 15 minutes left.

I think I need another drink.

Stop it! Make your choice and be done with it already.

Maybe I'll leave you all behind.

Be a man for once.

You know what, Regina? Stop it.

I am free of you. I don't need your money,

I don't need your God.

In the new world, you don't own me.

You made your point, Bennett. Now get on with it.

Oh, you still think it's all about perception.

Maybe power is fleeting,

but imagine what I can do while I still have some.

How about you, huh?

Have you made a decision?

You'd leave your sister behind?

Why does it matter to you?

Oh, come on. This is your sister.

You're gonna leave your little sister behind, huh?

Can you?

Can you leave your sister, your sweet sister?

Can you leave your sister behind,

who put a woman in the hospital because Daddy was upsetting her

and she got loaded? But she's your sister.

Can you leave her behind? That's the question!

Can you leave her behind?!

-No. -No!

Good, good, good.

I mean, she's the only one with medical training.

That ought to come in handy.

I'm sorry, Zoe. I'm so sorry.

You're right. There are too many government types around.

Don't worry. I'm on it. All right, here it is.

All right, you two,

no shit, last chance.

Persuade me right now.

Her husband killed himself right out there.

She's clearly unstable.

You leave him out of this, Harry.

She's soft, easily perturbed.

She can't even avoid an obvious goad.

And you're just trying to fill your daddy void

by getting his approval.

Don't be coy. Everybody knows.

Leave both of them behind.

-Oh, my fucking God. -I'm a cop. I can protect you.

- What can they really do? - Fuck you!

I have two good reasons to fight for you--

Bianca and Isabella.

And they're gonna grow up without a mother.

Is that what you want?

-No, no, no. -You're a good man.

I know that you are,

and that's why I voted for you.

Okay.

I can't look at that right now.

No, you can make it right.

Yes. Bennett J. Wilde, April 2, 1967,

confirmation code 4...

Shit!

Getting on that helicopter doesn't mean you're gonna see

-your girls. -Shut up!

The government will keep you in a bunker

until they can sort out what the world looks like,

-and it won't be much. -I didn't ask for your opinions.

Confirmation 384...

And that could be months, maybe years.

Nuclear winter will wrack the globe, starvation,

-radiation poisoning, marauding. -You think you can scare me?

- I'm a mama bear, - You know what's scary...

I'll do whatever it takes.

...that while you're stuck in a bunker somewhere,

you're gonna be thinking about your girls

out there alone in the world.

Wondering if they're even alive.

Don't you dare!

Confirm receipt.

Cynthia, trust us.

The least painful way out of this for you

is right through that door.

I'll take my chances.

Bring me with you.

-I'm sorry, but I can't. -That wasn't a request.

I don't think you understand. I can't take you with me. Whoa!

-I'm getting on that chopper. -Cynthia, calm down.

-What the hell are you doing? -I don't want to use this.

Don't make me.

Cynthia, you're not thinking straight.

If you shoot Benn--

Don't tell me what to do, please!

I don't even know you.

I don't know any of you.

I want to hear it from you.

You don't understand.

You're gonna take me, yeah?

-Whoa! -Goddamn it.

Make your choice or I will.

You don't have to do this.

Feels good to pretend, doesn't it?

Son of a bitch. Please stop.

Please!

The wife can come.

That means there's no room for you.

No!

Jesus Christ.

Make your choice, huh? Yes or no?

-No, no, don't do it. -Your choice, yes or no?

You don't have to hurt anyone else.

- You don't understand. - One more has to go.

You don't understand!

We should've left you outside to burn.

-Uh! -No.

-Yes or no. -No one is coming!

What are you talking about?

No one is coming!

That was the D.O.D.

The chopper's not coming.

I didn't make it. I wasn't high enough on the list.

Bullshit.

He said that was a possibility.

No!

Goddamn it!

Wait. What are you doing?

He said the helicopter's not coming. There's no point.

He's lying. Can't you tell?

He's trying to con me into leaving. Who heard that call?

Cynthia.

Get out of my way.

Cynthia, just put the gun down.

-Move! -I'll leave.

You don't need to shoot him. I'll leave.

You say the helicopter's coming? Fine.

I'll go and there will only be four people.

Just-- just don't hurt him.

Better start running.

And now we wait.

Sit down.

You over there, you, too.

You, too, buddy.

My dress.

My dress.

- It's not coming. - There's still time.

Say you're right. Even if it comes,

you just killed a political official.

You really think they'll let you on?

Yeah, I do.

You're all gonna vouch for me.

Isn't that right?

Wash me of my sins.

We understand you were just trying to get back

to your family. We understand that.

- Sit down! - This is all part

of his plan.

Out of our hands.

Sit down. I said, sit down.

It's out of our hands now.

I said, sit down.

Regina, what are you doing?

You!

"Now will I-- shall I pour out my fury upon thee,

- my anger upon thee! - What are you doing?

Now I will achieve my anger upon thee.

I will judge thee for thine ways,

and I will recompense thee for thine abominations.

We are abominations. We need to cleanse ourselves."

I won't ask you again.

I won't ask you again.

Shoot her.

What?

Shoot her.

I'm so sorry.

She tried to kill you, she tried to kill us. Shoot her.

What makes you think she won't try it again?

Shoot her.

She's gonna die any minute. All of us are.

You stood right over there

and you told me you'd do whatever it takes.

Whatever it takes. Whatever it takes.

You shot someone in cold blood. You said you'd do it again.

Now let's go. Shoot her right now.

Please, no. Don't do this.

You want to be my number two?

Huh?! You want to be my number two?!

-I can't! I can't. -Yes, you can.

Yes, you can. Fucking shoot her.

Rid of these--

Impurities. Away.

We must cleanse these impurities.

These impurities.

Away.

We're savages. We're savages.

Hear that? Savages!

Now you fucking shoot her!

Wash me.

Cleanse me.

Wash me. Cleanse.

And you have the power.

Cleanse us...

You have the power.

...our trespasses.

And you have the power.

Cleanse us of our sins

and our trespasses.

Please. Bianca, Isabella.

She deserves it.

Go on, Harry. Make me proud.

Fuck you.

Be sure and remember what Bert the turtle just did,

friends, because every one of us

must remember to do the same thing:

duck and cover.

This is an official civil defense film

produced in cooperation

with the Federal Civil Defense Administration

and in consultation with the safety commission

of the National Education Association.

Hey, Bert, come on out

and meet all these nice people, please.

Oh, all right. We really can't blame you.

You see, Bert is a very, very careful fellow.

When there's danger,

this is the way he keeps

from being hurt.

We all know the atomic bomb

is very dangerous.

We think that most of the time we will be warned

before the bomb explodes,

so there will be time for us to get into our homes,

schools,

or some other safe place.

You may be in your schoolyard playing

when the signal comes.

That signal means to stop whatever you're doing

and get to the nearest safe place fast.

Now, you and I don't have shells to crawl into

like Bert the turtle, so we have to cover up in our own way.

First, you duck and then you cover.

There's a bright flash-- brighter than the sun,

brighter than anything you've ever seen.

It is such a big explosion,

it can smash in buildings, and knock sign boards over

and break windows all over town.

But if you duck and cover like Bert,

you will be much safer.

Our civil defense workers, our men in uniform

will do everything they can to warn us

before enemy planes can bring a bomb near us.

If there is a warning,

you will hear it before the bomb explodes,

but sometimes,

and this is very, very important,

sometimes the bomb might explode without any warning.

Then the first thing

we would know about it would be the flash.

That means duck and cover fast, wherever you are.

Duck and cover underneath a table or desk

or anything else close by.