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Pulse is good. How'd you sleep?

Fine.

Any dreams?

All right, Madam Mayor. I'll see you later.

Hey, Jerry?

Yes, ma'am?

Yesterday you asked me to be honest with you when I need space.

Today...

I'd like to walk the Silo...

by myself.

Is that okay?

Yes, ma'am.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Okay. Okay.

I'll see you.

Juan was a little boy...

when we first brought him here.

It's right after I got back from Desert Storm.

Right before Ally went over for her tour.

And the night before his first deployment,

Juanito sat over there with us,

eating something Rudy made for him.

Bacon burger with extra onions and mustard.

A taste that he got from his mother that I'll never understand.

He...

He told us that he wanted to make us proud.

We were proud before he left.

You all know that.

And you were too.

You know, he's left again.

We'll see him... someday.

I'm gonna have a burger today.

Juanito's way.

Just today.

Rudy'll take care of you.

Thanks.

Mr. Alameda, I'm Daniel Keene, Charlotte's brother.

I know who you are, Congressman.

Your sister is family to us,

which makes you the same.

- How is she? - She's all right.

Her memory's been affected.

We just...

Well, I have a lot of questions.

Yeah.

We all do.

Come on.

I don't know if this is the right time,

but as former military yourself, do you have knowledge that maybe...

I get...

Someone told me that before the mission,

the whole squadron's communication devices were switched out.

Downgraded to comms that were discontinued years ago,

even before my time in the service.

Juan called me right before,

told me his radio was older than he was.

Why would they do that?

Prevent jamming? I don't know.

But it exposed them to a whole lot more.

Buddy of mine who was charged with filling out forms on the incident

said that because the comms weren't encrypted,

they could have easily been recorded.

- By? - Nearly anyone.

Said it wouldn't have been hard to do.

So it's probably out there somewhere.

Did he happen to say where we could get a copy--

No. Told me to put it out of my mind.

Because it's... top secret?

No. Because he's a friend.

Because he thinks it's easier for me to move on

if I'm not thinking about all those sick people

sitting around listening to the sound of my son's death.

That's the cap of the Nimitz.

I better...

You know,

been out nearly 20 years...

and I still straighten up.

She spit the meds out in there last night and in here this morning.

Thank you, Amy.

You want me to double it tonight, or...

Keep doing what you're doing.

Thanks.

What is it?

Just more delays on the rebar.

You headed out already?

Yeah.

See you out there.

What?

You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah.

- Hi. - Madam Mayor.

Is the Sheriff home? I heard I might be able to catch him here.

No. He left last night on a missing persons in the Mids.

Do you mind if I come in?

Have we met before? I'm sor... I can't...

No.

Really? I didn't... I didn't come visit you as a sheriff

when your husband was my deputy?

No.

What do you know about Patrick Kennedy and Lukas Kyle?

Nothing. I don't mean to rush, but I got a busy day ahead of--

I get it. You never heard of them?

Either of them?

Patrick Kennedy being the biggest fugitive in the Silo?

I don't really keep up with the gossip.

Right.

What happened to your wrist?

I fell.

You were part of the break-in, weren't you?

I'm not here to have you arrested, okay.

I wanna know where Patrick Kennedy is, that's all.

Does your husband know you're an Outsider?

If your husband knows you're an Outsider,

it makes perfect sense why Kennedy hasn't been caught

and maybe why Lukas hasn't been found.

Lukas Kyle is dead.

And Kennedy knows places in this Silo that Paul,

his deputies, the raiders, anyone wouldn't know where to look.

Right, but you know where to look.

I don't believe Lukas is alive.

Kennedy hunted him for months and found nothing.

Even had us follow his mother.

Did you talk to her?

She said the last time she saw Lukas was in her apartment

during the rebellion, not long before you came back.

Sims came in with a gun.

Wanted to know what Bernard and Lukas were talking about.

Threatened to kill him, his mother...

Lukas refused to say.

That was the last time she saw him.

They never took you down to the bottom, did they?

Paul said the bodies were three deep over the circulation fans on 144.

They were running the incinerator 24 hours a day.

Looks like Lukas Kyle was turned to ash months ago.

She's been spitting out her medication, which is not good.

However, from what we've been able to discern,

she's currently out in the Silo looking for Lukas Kyle.

And that is good?

Her search for Kyle will likely yield nothing.

But if by following Juliette we can get confirmation of his death

and lure Kennedy out, we may not need the Vitamin D+.

Two improbable possibilities in pursuit

of a result easily achieved with one proven act.

You fear that loss of memory means loss of self-consciousness,

loss of identity, the end of personal existence.

The data has been presented.

The choice remains solely in your hands,

along with the lives of 9,913 people.

Consider expediting the transport of Vitamin D+ to Filtration.

The sooner you introduce Vitamin D+ to the water supply,

the better the probability of survival...

in a time when your Silo is dangerously close to a Safeguard.

Hey.

- How was the service? - Listen, I spoke to Juan's father.

And he thinks we could probably find a recording

of the mission's comms somewhere on the Internet.

- The dark web? - Well, he didn't say that, but sure.

I don't know when to begin with something like that.

- Well, I do. - Okay. How are you doing?

I will call you later.

Hey! Hey, you.

I am so close to being done

with this exposé on the sordid sex lives of supposed celibates,

- but I am working on something huge. - Helen.

Okay? It's something worthy of the Pulitzer.

I don't want a Pulitzer.

I just wanted you to do your job.

I'm doing the job, Phil.

I would just rather work remote, than hang out in this playground all day.

I'm letting you go.

What?

We've taken the liberty of packing up your things.

Security will see you out.

- What? Hey, what... - Try not to make a scene, okay?

Wow. Wow. You're not serious, right?

Okay.

I didn't even want this fucking job.

Okay, yeah. Thank you.

I can't remember going for longer than a day without hearing from Orla.

Probably just working on something for McLain,

but the Sheriff will track her down.

You have children, Sheriff?

I do. A daughter.

Then you get it.

See that our baby gets home.

I will.

Thanks.

They still think of us as kids, but you met Orla.

She's no child.

Our parents worked in Supply for decades before this job,

but Orla was the first one in our family to become shadow.

Anything else important that you need me to know?

Anyone I should talk to?

Well, along with her new job, Orla has a new boyfriend, Mike Davidson.

He'd been with Glenda Harwood,

McLain's previous shadow.

- That's kind of odd. - Yeah.

I stay out of her love life.

Last time you saw her, was there anything strange or different?

My sister's normally an upbeat person.

People gravitate to her,

but lately, all I can say is she seemed burdened by something.

Who knows, maybe it's just the stress of running Supply.

Where are we going?

King Street, I think.

I don't know.

I wrote it down.

- It's fine. - No, I should... I should get this.

No, can you just grab that?

- Okay. I'm just gonna... - Jesus.

Here. It's on the back of the first page.

"112A Kane Street."

I knew it started with a K.

- Can you map that out? - Yeah.

What's his name?

He said Steve.

It is highly unlikely to actually be Steve.

And he couldn't just send us a file or a link or something?

He said that we had to come in person.

Sounds a little sketchy.

It's the dark web. Sketchy is kind of the point.

And don't you think it's weird? Me getting fired.

How so?

I start asking questions about Charlotte's mission

and suddenly I'm out of a job?

Were you doing a good job?

What do you... What?

Well, you said you hated working there. People can usually pick up on that.

- What? I don't know. - Wow. Wow!

I literally just got fired.

- Can you try to be less of a dick? - I don't know. Listen. Hey.

Helen, I'm so sorry about the job. Those assholes.

Thank you. That's better.

Jesus.

Phones.

And you, give me your badge.

My what?

He not know the deal?

I don't know the deal.

Our intermediary agreed I could clone his Congressional badge

in exchange for information on the recording.

Not a chance. No.

Then get the fuck out.

Fine.

Can we hear it?

Hear what?

The recording of the unencrypted comms.

The Iran mission.

I was told you just wanted to know if it existed.

It does.

Tell anyone about this place

and every social profile with your name on it

will have ten years of freaky porn in the search history.

Okay, no. That was not the deal.

It was my deal!

Maybe have Byron be a bit more specific with your request next time.

Who do you work for?

"Who do I work for?" Nobody.

I'm just one of many like-minded individuals

holding government fuckers like you accountable by intercepting communications

and finding what we're not supposed to.

So you've heard the comms?

Yeah. I have.

It's horrible.

Somebody is up to some shit because what I heard is

- unlike anything I've-- - My sister was a pilot on that mission.

Your what?

Senior Pilot Charlotte Keene.

That's your sister?

Why?

Someone in Moldova got 20 seconds of it,

but it was taken down less than five minutes after it was posted.

I recorded a cassette before it disappeared.

I only fuck with analog if I can help it.

Doesn't matter what you offer me, this does not leave my possession,

but I don't think you should...

- Don't listen to that. - There's no way I'm not listening to it.

- Let me tell you what's on it. - Just gi... Just...

Daniel.

What could cause something that horrific to happen?

Four planes, their pilots... What could take control like that?

Everything at the same time?

I have no idea.

You have a great day, all right? I'll be here to meet you when you're done.

- Okay. - Love you.

I love you too.

Do good.

Listen.

Okay, take your seats, everyone. Let's get out our...

- What the fuck are you doing here? - This isn't... No, wait. Hey.

- I wanna ask you something. Okay. Wait. - I don't care what you wanna ask.

You don't come to my son's school or my home ever. You understand?

Yeah, I understand. Okay.

Look, I wanna ask you for help.

No. Listen, I will spend the rest of my life in the mines

for throwing you over the rails before I let you come anywhere close

- to my son-- - I told you I don't remember.

He remembers!

My son!

He wakes up in the middle of the night afraid.

At least he remembers.

And he has a dad. I don't.

I don't even remember what it feels like to have a dad.

Great.

What do you want?

I wanna know what you know about Lukas Kyle,

and if you know where he is.

But you know Bernard took him out of the mines to make him his shadow,

so why would he do that?

I wish I knew.

Okay. Thank you.

That's all I wanted to ask.

- Nichols. - Yes, I'll stay away from your son.

Very good, Diane.

Can you tell me why it's important to understand security?

Here you go, buddy. How about that?

- Wanna draw something? - Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah? Okay.

- Yeah. Yeah. That's all right. - That's good. Thank you.

Hey.

Hey, honey. Everything okay?

- Hey. - What's going on? Why's he not at school?

- We need a family day. All three of us. - Rob.

- I want us to go to the park. - No.

- I want us to be together. - Robert.

I want us to spend some time together.

Today's not the day, okay. You have no idea what I'm dealing with.

You're right. I don't.

But something came up.

What happened?

Fuck me.

It's all right. I'll talk to her.

Okay, look.

Nichols might not be who she once was, but she's still sharp.

We hunted Lukas Kyle for months and we're sharp.

- She's asking the right questions. - Yeah. About a dead man.

Who do we have on Nichols today?

Bobbi. I ran into her on my way down. She said she saw her.

Where?

Headed down to the Gap.

- You can't-- - I need to go down.

Yeah, sorry. It's just not safe.

Okay. Let me rephrase that. I'm going down.

- You-- - Whoa.

If he says it's not safe, it's not safe.

This isn't just about you.

You going down means someone else isn't.

That someone might be a safety spotter for someone who's working.

Why did you ignore my note this morning?

- I didn't get it. - That's not what the porter said.

- I was in a hurry. - Really?

Fuck it. Why do you think, Madam Mayor?

Do you have any idea what it's like to have your best friend not know you?

Do you know what it's like not to remember your best friend?

And if you were my best friend, wouldn't you come?

Why do you think I messaged you out of everyone?

Right. I need to find Lukas Kyle.

- Could you take me where you took him? - The area is sealed off.

It's not possible.

Okay. Thank you.

No, wait!

Shirley to Knox.

Yeah, I see her.

Let's get back to work.

Madam Mayor, Lukas Kyle is not here.

And Shirley isn't lying.

Walker sealed up the Digger Void three months ago.

There's no way he's down there.

Let me help you.

So Bernard took Lukas out of the mines to make him his shadow, right?

So he must've learned something there. So what do you know about the mines?

I don't know how anybody could learn anything from down there.

It's just a fucking nightmare.

But I do know a guy.

Did he actually see her?

No.

Then you scare him more by taking him out of school like this.

We were already tracking her.

I didn't tell Anthony she was there.

That's not the point.

I don't have time for surprises and field trips, Rob--

No. It's not a field...

Look,

it's important that we take time to make memories as a family,

even when it's not convenient for us.

Convenient?

You...

Robert, how many years did Anthony and I come home to an empty apartment

where we stayed alone without you until early in the morning or longer?

Did I ever question the hours and days you spent away in service of the Silo?

- When Juliette's waving... - It--

- ...a gun in our direction. - It's not about that!

- It is about that! - It isn't... No, it's not about--

Stop!

I find myself in this position, not by choice, mind you,

and every day I feel like you work to undercut me--

Anthony needs to have memories of us.

Both of us. Together.

Do you understand?

And you're right.

I'm late to getting this.

It's on me. I'm sorry.

I know it hasn't been fair, but--

What's all this about memories?

Why do you keep saying that?

She doesn't remember her father.

- Who? - Nichols.

And it's not just that she doesn't remember him.

She says she has no feeling of the man.

He blew himself up for her friends,

and she couldn't even tell me what it feels like to know him.

Rob, I am having barrels of Vitamin D+ hauled up to Water Filtration.

- No. - It's not my first plan,

but depending on what happens in the next few hours,

I am willing to release it into the water supply.

I'm assuming from your time working for Bernard

- you know what Vitamin D+... - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Same thing you're doing to Juliette,

but lower and slower...

so we don't realize what's happening until it's too late.

To save the lives of everyone in the Silo.

Yours, mine...

Anthony's.

What I need to know is that when it comes time,

when I ask you to help me with this, you will do as we promised.

You will do whatever you can to ensure our son lives on,

so that one day he can make it out of this Silo alive.

- Camille, that's not... Nah. - We said anything...

anything that keeps him alive.

Even if that means forgetting us.

Come in.

What is it?

I didn't use the radio given the sensitive nature.

Tell me.

Mayor Nichols has gone below the Gap.

Where's Emerson?

Contacting the trailing agents.

Shit.

There you go.

That's it. You've got a few more to do.

You're getting pro at this, hmm?

Anthony, come on and pack up.

Is Mommy--

It'll just be me and you today till lunch,

then I'm gonna take you back to school, okay?

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.

Put on your backpack, and we can get outta here.

Thank you again, Gayle. Thank you.

Here, Daddy. Take this.

You gave this to me so I wouldn't feel worried.

Remember?

I remember, son.

Mark.

Well, if it isn't the Head of Mechanical,

and his little shadow.

Except, you're not his shadow anymore.

You work for her now.

She had a question about a criminal in the mines...

- Yeah. - ...and I brought her to you.

I wanna ask about a guy who went into the mines.

All due respect, Madam Mayor, if that's what we call you now,

you're wasting your time.

People go into the mines, they don't come out.

Well, you did.

Lukas Kyle,

- you recognize that name? - I don't give names.

- And I don't confirm them either. - That's not what she wants.

So, he's an IT worker, right, and he was sentenced pre-rebel--

An IT guy?

I don't care what he was sentenced for, he's dead.

No, he survived

- and he got out. Yeah. and I think... - Got out? Right.

...it's because of something that he must've learned in there.

So whether you know him or not, I wanna know what he could've seen.

The only things in there are metal ore and death.

The fucking laws of the Pact make it that way with the restrictions.

So, if your guy went in there and lived,

it wouldn't be because he learned anything.

It'd be because he was lucky enough to get a job cleaning toilets.

Good to see you, Knox.

Where do you want me to drop you? Back at the Rayburn?

No.

No.

Let's go back.

To Steve's, or whatever the fuck his name was.

I know what he said, but we need to get that recording.

Why?

Why?

'Cause the people I work for need to know.

And no, I don't mean the shadowy creeps

- who finance campaigns. - I know who you mean, Daniel. I know.

Where is she now?

Melissa radioed, she just left Tool Fabrication with Knox.

They spoke to Mark Chambers, head of department.

- Why go to him? - I don't know.

- I can have Melissa speak to Chambers? - No.

No, Chambers will either tell her nothing,

or send her in the wrong direction just for fun.

Sorry I wasn't more helpful.

It's okay. I'm just gonna hold it against you for as long as I remember.

- What? - Just strange looking at you.

I know more about you than you know about yourself,

but you still act the same.

You're still you.

And that's a good thing, right?

- Jules. - Yeah?

There's no one like you.

Your fix of the generator is why these lights will be on for years to come.

You nearly drowned doing it.

You've been outside.

You've done things and seen places no one else has even dreamed of.

- You looked up at the fucking sky-- - Hey. Wait.

Just... keep walking.

Shit.

He was in the mines.

We lost visuals. Nothing on the camera.

- Where you going? - I'm gonna find Lukas.

Jules, he's dead.

You don't know that.

Where's the one place you would go if you wanted to disappear?

I'm not taking you to the mines.

I'm not asking you to.

Fuck me.

- How far away are the other Silos? - Why would you need to know--

If Juliette got to one so quickly, it's probably close.

Location and proximity of other Silos is not something I'll discuss.

Fine. Fine.

But as Bernard's shadow, Lukas would have been told there were other Silos, right?

- He was aware. - And as IT shadow

and someone who'd spent time in the mines, even a short time,

he probably understood more than anyone

why there are strict laws on how far we tunnel.

You understand what I'm getting at?

Even if he was just thinking of the Silo Juliette went to,

Lukas Kyle could've returned to the mines and--

Camille,

if you believe Lukas Kyle might be in the mines digging horizontally

in an attempt to make contact with another Silo,

I strongly suggest severe precautions be taken immediately.

Any Silo-to-Silo contact is a violation that leads to an immediate Safeguard.

Send a rat extermination team to the mines.

We need an immediate fumigation.

Is that code for something?

No. Send fumigators with enough gas to fill the tunnels. Now.

Ma'am, if we do that without warning, there won't be time to get everyone out--

One of the rats might be Lukas Kyle.

Do it.

- Hey. - What's going on?

Rodent infestation. In the mines.

Jesus.

Hey!

We have to find Harwood!

- I'll find Harwood. Stay here! - Yeah. Okay, go!

Hey! What's happening?

Exterminators released rat bombs without any fucking warning.

There's no way everyone is getting out on their own.

Hey. Hey. Look at me. Here, take this.

Hey. Breathe. Breathe.

I got you. I got you. Come on.

Come on. We'll take turns.

- No! - Hey! No! No!

I can't...

Hey.

Breathe.

- Lukas. - Hey, Jules.

I've...

You're okay. You're okay.

- Hey, hey. - Hey. Hey.

- Lukas. - There. First squad, go after Kyle!

- Hey. - You're okay. You're okay.

You two, go get a medic!

Jules!

Come on, Jules. Just keep coughing. Keep coughing.

Fuck.

What a shitty place to hide.

Okay, who the fuck are you?

- Eyes on that one. I'll check. - Hey.

- How did this happen? - I don't know.

But, Sheriff, there's a body they pulled out

that's not registered as a miner.

One person no one can account for.

Stop!

Fuck. It's Orla.

Go, it's Orla Kent.

Is she gonna live?

I don't know.

We're gonna need to keep watch on the door.

Don't let anyone in except doctors.

- All right. - And Mrs. Sims, of course.

She'll know what to do.

Camille, your quick decision

and Juliette Nichols's bravery has provided a unique opportunity.

You now have a chance to greatly increase your Silo's survival probability

by using the story of her actions in the mines today

to instill in your citizens a sense of calm and unity.

You want her dead.

The death of one person

that spares the lives of 9,912 others.

Without the use of Vitamin D+.

Will you do it?

Have you ever considered why you were chosen to be Head of IT?

I...

I assume it was because of my training as a raider.

No.

An ability to remain calm under pressure,

- to take orders and see them through? - No.

You were chosen because of your ability to lie.

At its core, the job requires deception.

10,000 lives depend on it.

Your actions during the rebellion,

manipulating your husband, playing both sides,

exhibited an ability to do what was necessary,

despite any moral qualms.

But your ability to maintain that kind of clear resolve has not always been 100%.

Has it?

Before she was sent out to clean,

then-Sheriff Nichols was a fugitive,

hiding in your apartment, holding you and your son hostage.

Even after you managed to get control of the gun,

you let Nichols leave.

Why?

I was afraid when raiders arrived...

- Camille... - ...guns would be fired.

...it's clear by the stress in your voice

and the cortisol levels in your breath, that you're lying.

All right.

I admired her.

Strange given the circumstance, but she wanted the truth.

I don't know anyone in the Silo, at least not anyone interesting

who doesn't ask the questions she was asking.

I wanted to see what she found out.

I realize now it was a mistake.

Juliette Nichols is an existential threat.

As you've said, we now have the opportunity

to eliminate that threat and save the Silo.

And I will do it.