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Hey!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey!

- What the fuck was that? - What?

Did they say anything over the radio?

I don't… I don't know.

- I don't know. It's not working. - Fuck! You're shot.

- What? - You don't feel that?

- Oh, fuck. Help me up. - Shit. It went through the radio!

- Come on, we gotta go… - Oh, fuck.

You're all right. You're all right. Come on, come on. You're okay.

Watch your step there.

- Yeah. - One step at a time, all right?

I'm okay.

Come on. Come on.

Fuck.

- Okay? - I'm good. I'm good.

Get the door.

Hey!

Hey!

Let us in!

Fuck!

Hey! Hey!

Who are you, and what do you want?

- Juliette sent us! - Open the door!

How do I know you're not covered in poison?

Because I was shot.

If there was any poison on me, it would've gotten through the holes.

- I would be dead already. - Open the fucking door!

I got you. I got you. You ready?

It's okay. Come on.

Help me.

Okay, so, the bullet went through the radio and then him.

Okay. All right.

Okay.

Is Juliette okay?

Yeah, of course she is. She's safe and sound at home.

We're the one's getting shot at by some fucking thing in the sky.

Okay. Put-- Put pressure.

Okay.

You know what you're doing?

The book does.

Hey.

Go get the other guy.

- Hey. - You fix it?

Yeah.

Do you wanna… Do you wanna talk to them?

- Me? - Yeah.

No, no, no, no. You gotta talk in code. It wasn't supposed to be my job.

- No, I… - Do it.

- Do it. Press it. - I got it. I got it. I got it.

Hey.

Yeah. Donny, what is it?

Who the fuck is Donny?

Who is this?

Oh, fuck. My name. I don't remember my name.

This is Deputy Calso,

here on Level 17.

Calso this is Deputy Crane.

- Juliette? - Please continue.

Deputy Crane? Yeah, okay.

So… So we had a little bit of a situation here,

but the… the kids are all right.

Donny. Donny, do you hear me? This is Dispatch.

Your delivery is no longer necessary. Please return to base.

Who-- Who's Donny?

Calso will you get off the line, please? Shut up.

- Shut up? - Donny, did you get that?

Your delivery is no longer necessary.

Please return to base.

This is Donny… It's off.

Returning to base.

Calso. Calso, this is Crane.

Can you hear me?

Hey.

Hey.

Really good work on Level 17. Is Deputy James there?

- That's you. - What?

You-- You gotta talk in code.

- I don't know how-- - You gotta do it.

- This is Deputy Jimmy… - Code.

…James.

Hi. I haven't seen you since… since I transferred.

How's the… How's the family? Are they… Is everyone okay?

My family, they're doing pretty good.

Okay, great.

And how… Turley… How's-- How's Deputy Turley?

Turley?

I got it. Yeah, it's all right. Deputy Turley had a little bit of a fall.

But he is… he's okay.

Okay.

Okay, I'm glad to hear.

James, you remember telling me about your mom?

I'm gonna need you to open up an investigation into what happened to her.

I wish I could tell you why, but I don't have time so,

Calso will fill you in. Okay?

The digger you saw was the prototype.

Nine more are being built.

Ten diggers to dig five additional silos each.

Fifty silos in total.

What are the silos for?

Seeds.

Like the seed bank in Svalbard?

In a way.

Sorry. Why ten diggers?

So we can dig ten silos at the same time.

Once the digging is complete,

we'll pull the diggers out, and move them on to the next ten.

In the Army Corps we had a joke…

Does the engineer see the glass as half full or half empty?

Well, I'm guessing that the engineer is an optimist.

Half full.

The engineer sees the glass as twice as big as it needs to be.

- You need more diggers. - How many more?

Well, you want 50 silos. You need 50 diggers.

Well, I am rich, Daniel, but 50 diggers…

Reusing the diggers makes sense in theory,

but, you know, hauling them up mile-deep holes costs money too.

Ask your project manager how much of the expenses the additional diggers

would be offset by just leaving them where they are when they've done their job.

Fifty silos is a lot of seeds.

Well, not just literal seeds.

We're also going to store the best of the world's art, literature

and science.

You don't need a no-fly zone for seed depositories and libraries.

They are also for a different kind of seed.

People.

To repopulate the Earth.

Repopulate?

We're facing the end of the world

and it cannot be stopped.

It can only be survived.

How do you feel?

How do I feel?

Why? Are my cortisol levels high?

You found out your husband betrayed you.

You wanna know how I feel? I feel tired.

That is understandable.

Unfortunately, you do not have time to sleep right now.

It's four in the morning.

Our airborne surveillance revisited Silo 17.

The bodies of Kennedy and Lukas are gone.

Camille,

you need to find out the real reason they were sent to 17.

Hey, Pops. Been a long time.

How did you find me?

Your friends aren't as friendly as you think.

What do you want?

Harwood.

He gave you a new life 'cause you built something for him.

All I wanna know is if he had anything to do

with transporting stolen goods from Supply.

Get the fuck out of here.

You know…

all my life I've wanted to ask you one question.

How does it taste?

What the fuck are you talking about?

Hey! Over here!

Hey, it's over here too. It goes all the way down.

What is it?

I'm a painter and the paint around this panel has been oxidized,

like it was exposed to heat.

Like, maybe it was welded shut.

I don't see weld marks, so I'm thinking maybe

it was welded from the inside.

Thank you.

How's Anthony?

Fine.

Almost seems happy to go back to how things were…

when I came home at night and you didn't.

I've been watching him to see signs of the forgetting drugs…

Hoping he'll just… he'll-he'll just forget. You know?

He'll forget this. All this between us.

But I'm dreading at the same time.

That kid is 90% juice.

He'll be the last of us to forget.

Yeah.

You said there was a way… to stop Silo 1 from killing us.

Juliette wanted to send her friends to the other silo.

Said there were… Said there were kids there who needed help.

Lukas and Kennedy went instead and they didn't make it.

- I wanna know why she sent them. - You said there were kids.

I know what I said. Come on, Rob.

I'm asking you why she sent them.

Why was she even willing to send her closest friends?

Rob.

You tried to erase what happened to her there.

But you failed, just as I hope you'll fail here.

Those kids witnessed terrible things.

And if you can't believe that she genuinely wants to help those children…

then I don't know you anymore.

Yep, I got it. Here.

Yep. Welded from the inside.

What?

I'm sorry, Jimmy. There's a body in a cleaning suit.

She welded herself inside?

Why would she do that? 'Cause she must've known…

We have to move her.

She's blocking the pipe.

Okay.

- Okay. Let's go. - No, no, no.

People in my silo are going to die.

Like, fucking everybody.

If Jimmy isn't okay with his mom being moved,

she's not moving.

Fuck.

Let's just… please.

What do you want?

Your friend Harwood's stealing supplies.

Then why come to me? I don't know anything about that.

Because you did something for him

that got you out of the mines and into a whole new life.

I don't know what the hell he's talking about.

I asked your son for information about you and he told me to fuck off.

Then, ten minutes ago, he showed up at the deputies' station,

saying he tracked you down.

Friend said a girl was murdered and if I could help I should help.

This is the first time I'm hearing this.

I don't know anything about--

Hank and I just found out that supplies that have been stolen

could lead to us all dying in the dark.

That's so big and so fucked up, I can't even comprehend it.

But what I can comprehend is this woman that I met, just once,

she struck me as a good and thoughtful person,

and all she was doing was trying to find who was stealing this stuff

to keep us all from dying and she was murdered.

And I just have a feeling that whatever you did with Harwood

- played a part. - Fuck.

What the fuck did you do?

Look, unless you killed Orla Kent, I don't give a fuck what you did.

Whatever I say to you, you promise me…

I don't catch any shit for it.

I give you my word.

We were just bullshitting one night, having a couple of pops, Harwood and me.

Then I get this idea…

And I shouldn't have said it out loud, but I did.

Couple of months later, Harwood comes back to me.

He says, "Draw it up, and I'm gonna give you a new life."

Did he build it?

Not a fucking clue.

Draw it.

This is Silo 1.

There are seven groups that surround it.

This is our group.

This is us.

Now, if you're Silo 1,

how do you get a poison pipe to every silo?

I wouldn't send out 49 pipes. Too much could go wrong.

So, I'd send seven lines, one to each group.

And then I'd send out seven more pipes… to each of the silos.

Why build that in, though?

Why do they need to kill a silo?

I-I don't know, but we have to at least consider

the possibility that they have a good reason.

So, then what, we just risk the lives of everyone in the silo

when we don't even know their intentions?

Yes.

- Why? - Because if we can cap the pipes

and eliminate their ability to kill us,

then… then we can have a conversation.

And if their reasons for having the power to kill the silos is sound,

then we will restore the pipes and drink the waters of oblivion.

But I can't imagine what reason would justify what they've done.

All the years I did my job…

often doing terrible things…

I always told myself

that what I was doing was justified and virtuous.

I poisoned… a woman.

A woman… that I loved in my own way.

Mary Meadows.

I was told that her death was necessary

to prevent a silo from killing itself.

But it was all a lie.

I can't make up for what I've done.

But I will do everything I can to stop this tyranny.

I hate this.

What?

Not hating you.

What I'm seeing…

is this a reflection of my mood or yours?

Did your husband tell you their plans?

No. But we know they want to stop the Safeguard.

What I need to know is how they could do that.

I can't tell you that.

Okay.

Okay. Well, then how about you kill us right now.

Because unless you tell me how they might do this, I can't stop them.

The threats we face, nuclear war, climate collapse, viral pandemic,

asteroid strike, artificial intelligence, and some we haven't thought of.

But the one…

The one that is most dangerous

is also the reason why I'm the richest man in history.

Nanotechnology.

But not just because it's invisible, but because I knew… I…

I knew that an enemy government would soon realize

that a nanoweapon was a hell of a lot cheaper to build than a nuclear one.

Is there an imminent threat from any of these?

The fact that something will happen is inevitable.

The point at which it's imminent is not the ideal time

to embark on a project of this magnitude.

The shit you put us through.

We-We thought we were driving to our deaths.

Yeah. 'Cause we wanted you to understand.

We wanted you to experience just one of the threats we face.

Why not just tell us?

Because if word of this silo project gets out,

it could have one of two effects.

Maybe our enemies step down their efforts toward our demise,

knowing we will soon be able to sidestep them.

Or they go the other way.

- Destroy it before it's ready. - Yes.

- Now, in a year or two-- - Or three or four.

When word about what we're doing here leaks out--

And we'll make sure that it does.

It will be called Stensen's folly.

And we'll make sure of that as well.

So that the whole world will just think this is all

a mad creation of a lunatic with too much money.

Our most fervent prayer is that this really is Stensen's folly

that will never be used.

But as my daddy used to say as he carried the biggest damn toolbox I ever saw

to whatever job he was on,

"Better to have a tool and not need it, than to need it and not have it."

When you say enemy governments, that includes Iran?

Yeah. Because as I feared, they created a nano program.

We tried negotiating with them, we tried threatening them--

And they set off a device in the Dulles Tech Corridor

to set back our AI and our nano.

Now, we called it a dirty bomb because people could understand that.

But it was really a nanoweapon. And it took us to war.

Can we get to what happened to my squadron?

Your mission helped take out a secret nano facility Iran built in the mountains

- near the Turkmenistan border-- - Our mission didn't reach its target.

There was a cloud.

The cloud that you flew through, that was their nano,

and it took over your plane in seconds.

We did not reach our target.

- We had a backup. - Right.

Your friends, Daniel, in the Army Corps of Engineers

spent two years digging a 75-mile tunnel

from Turkmenistan to right below the Iranian facility.

The second your squad came under attack,

we blew up their facility with a low-yield nuclear weapon.

Hold on.

You don't dig a 75-mile tunnel and roll a nuke down it as backup.

The purpose of Charlotte's mission was to provoke a response,

so you could see how advanced Iran's nanoshit was. Am I right?

You knew her team would never reach their target,

you just didn't care because the nuke was going off no matter what.

- Charlotte, are you okay? - Which meant that… God,

Charlotte and her friends were nothing more than cannon fodder.

What the fuck was that supposed to achieve?

- Charlotte. - Charlotte.

That went well.

Charlotte.

Charlotte.

Charlotte, it's okay.

It's okay. Hey. Hey.

- Just let Victor do his thing. - Look at me. It's okay.

- Yeah. - You're safe. You're okay.

Let's do the exercises, okay?

Hold it. Okay.

Out.

- Do it again. - Okay.

- Okay. - You're good.

- Okay. - You're okay.

- I should apologize. - Yes, you should.

Just give her a second.

Your sister could do with a memory of your parents right now.

Oh, sure.

I don't have anything, but…

You grew up on a farm, right?

- Right. - Yeah.

It's a two-man job, all right.

That's really what it comes down to.

We should both go talk to him, figure it out together.

'Cause the guy kinda freak-- He creeps me out a bit. He's a bit creepy.

- Patrick. - He's got the weird eye,

- and the whole thing-- - You can do it.

How the fuck do you know that I can do it?

I don't. I guess I should have said that you have to do it.

Lukas, I'm not the guy. You're the guy, okay?

I'm the guy that believed it was nice outside.

- Okay. - And--

- And Patrick… - Yeah.

…you are also the guy who convinced a lot of people to follow you.

- Exactly. I'm the bullshit guy. - Yeah.

Yes, so just go bullshit.

I don't know where he is!

I do.

Harwood really built this?

- We think so. - It would explain a lot.

My father's an asshole but he's a great engineer.

Then why'd he spend half his life in the mines?

Because he's an asshole.

Where is it?

I heard Orla talking to the mayor about Construction Supply.

Where? I would've seen it.

It's gotta be outside the wall. So, there's a door.

We think Orla found it, and that's why they killed her.

They were afraid she'd turn them in for stealing.

Just building that could get them sent out to clean.

Hey.

In my silo, people liked what I had to say about the outside…

and that it was actually nice out there and we were being lied to.

Total bullshit, it turns out.

Doris would've laughed her ass off.

When she was alive,

she was the one that everybody followed.

She was the one I followed.

I never convinced her of a fucking thing.

I figure if she was still alive, she would've…

she would've set me straight. She would've…

Anyway…

In your silo, do you have any rituals that you do for when someone's… dies?

I never knew anyone who died…

until everyone did.

Right.

We do a thing where everyone gathers in the orchard, all right.

And they… And they put a sheet over

over the body, and then they lower it into a hole.

And then people say really nice things about the person who died.

And they take a bite of fruit and they throw the rest in.

It's… It's nice.

Doris is buried under a peach tree.

She'll never see outside.

But you know, her body is food for that tree,

and maybe someday the people who eat that fruit will get to live outside.

And they'll take a little piece of her with them.

Anyway, I was thinking that we could… we could do that for your mom, you know.

'Cause those kids, they've seen a lot of death.

And I just thought this might be a nice way

for them to have a new way to remember the dead.

You should go with them, Jimmy. All right? We'll handle things here.

I really wanna know what happened.

Okay.

Yeah.

Fuck.

Can I get some light?

I see the pipe.

It looks like she cut it with a hand saw.

And I'm thinking she used her welding torch to…

to burn off any of the poison

as she was cutting until she could weld the cap to the pipe.

I don't know, there must have been more poison coming out than she expected.

The welding tanks are empty.

- Can you help me up? - Yep.

I got you.

Go slow. Go slow.

Your mom realized that she was running out of fuel, okay?

So,

she decided to weld herself in

'cause that was the only way she could keep the poison out.

Jimmy, your dad gave his life to save you.

And your mom gave her life to save your silo.

According to Lukas, Jimmy's mom sawed the pipe.

Even with a flame on it, some poison would escape.

So instead of sawing, we'll pinch it.

The pinch will be air-tight, but we'll also cut the pipe further down,

cap it, weld the cap for triple-redundancy.

How do you get to it? They hacked a hole.

Hammer-drill.

That's loud.

Right? So, we don't try to hide it.

We send someone ahead as a GWP supervisor

to check the work done by Teddy and his crew.

They say they need someone to do some drilling,

to stop the level from flooding.

That could work.

So, who do we send up?

Someone who can pass as a supervisor.

I would, but I would attract attention, so…

We have moved everything two people can move.

Maybe it's not in here.

Maybe it is in Critical.

Well, then, let's go to Critical.

If whatever's hiding the door could be moved by two people,

then it would be easy for someone to find it by accident.

What's the heaviest thing in here?

Guys…

Wait.

Knox.

- Oh, fuck! - What is it?

I think we sent her to the wrong panel.

Let's say this is roughly right.

This is where the pipes enter each of the silos.

So, this is the direction our camera points outside.

That's the direction that I walked, pretty much in a straight line.

And when I got to the hill close to 17, I could see their camera.

It points this way.

Their whole silo is turned.

And Shirley's heading here to open the panel,

when the one she should be heading to is there.

Okay, I have to stop her.

I apologized to Charlotte for what I said.

I was angry. But I wasn't angry at…

So,

I usually try to confine my urge to speak truth to power

to the people actually in power.

Okay.

What?

Oh, that's your setup.

Do you think you're the first journalist to come at me like this?

Bring it. Knock yourself out. Shoot.

Okay.

How much is this going to cost to run a year?

The silos are meant to be self-sufficient

- and self-sustaining, so-- - No, no, no.

Apocalypse comes, everything's hunky-dory. Got it. How about until then?

Do you even know what a trillion is?

It's one thousand billion.

Right? So, when all the digging and the construction is finished,

we're gonna put a hundred people in each of the silos.

That's 5,000 employees, all making $200,000 a year.

Which is a pretty good salary for beta-testing a sanctuary.

Five thousand employees.

That's a billion dollars a year in salary alone.

So, I mean, I'm only gonna be able to pay for this for a thousand years.

And just like that, another obscene amount of money is spent on this.

But it's my money. Not yours, not the taxpayers. Mine.

Could you end homelessness with the money you're spending?

Yes.

Cure Alzheimer's?

Yeah, I'm pretty damn close.

How about cancer?

How about ending poverty worldwide?

Look, these are all noble goals, Ms. Drew.

And I hope they're achieved, I really do. But they're not my goal.

Could I stop this war with money? Maybe buy Iran. Would we be safe then?

I mean, safe from Iran,

but not from the troll who lives in his mother's basement

who decides he wants to hack into missile command

and launch World War III,

or release a virus that he made with Crispr,

or God forbid, make a nanoweapon for $300

and turns you and-and everyone else on the planet Earth into gray goo.

Any one of these is the end of our species.

Okay, okay.

Fine.

So, why are we here?

We can't tell anyone, we--

Helen, you're here because we'd like you to join the project.

Thanks. Hey.

Why'd you make me wait?

- We figured something out. - What?

We had you going to the wrong place.

Come on.

Are you fucking kidding me?

What?

- When were you gonna tell me? - Tell you what?

You didn't think I'd notice?

My dad was a doctor.

He delivered babies. Why didn't you tell me?

Because I knew you'd do what you're gonna do,

which is say that I can't be part of this.

That's not what I was gonna do. We had you going to the wrong hatch.

Come on.

Fuck.

Is it Knox?

Yes, it is.

Did he take out the birth control or did you?

- He did. - He did?

- You would've loved it. - Tell me.

So we got some stuff from the dentist. I couldn't feel a thing.

- But he cried and cried… - No.

…as he was cutting into me. He was like, "Aw, Shirl. I'm so sorry."

Oh, for fuck's sake.

What the fuck are you doing? I told you to not come up here.

The sheriff is…

The sheriff's what, Mr. Harwood?

This is Supervisor Jenkins. Did you get the welder I asked for?

Ralf Melby?

No. I've got Shirley Campbell. Why?

Okay. She's good.

See you soon.

Who's Ralf Melby?

He's a welder they were gonna send.

Put her in seclusion.

Unlike the core hundred in each silo,

you wouldn't have to live on site, just within 30 miles or so. Atlanta works.

Helen, that Times job, that is real.

You would be based in the Atlanta office.

When the time comes to tell the world about the silo project,

you'll be the one to do it.

Jesus.

That is a good offer.

But I just… I have this feeling

that if… if somehow you're right about the end of the world…

I think I'd rather be blown to bits by a nuke.

Or turn into gray goo

by nano than stick around

for your post-apocalyptic underground mole-people party.

Charlotte, what about you?

We could use a good drone pilot.

And Victor has agreed to sign on,

so you'll still be able to keep working together.

Okay.

Daniel, it's obvious you don't enjoy being a congressman.

You got in to pass infrastructure reform, right?

This is one of the biggest infrastructure projects

in the history of the world.

Daniel, if you really think we need 50 diggers,

I'll get you 50 diggers.

Okay, sorry, do I call an Uber, or how does this--

Henry is at the farmhouse, and he'll get you to a helicopter,

take you wherever you want to go.

Thank you.

And you can keep the million dollars.

Sweet.

Good luck, Morlocks.

I need a moment with my sister.

Jules, wait. Can you slow down?

- Hey, wait! - Hey, wait!

I don't have time for messages.

I don't have any fucking messages, just…

I wanna know what's going on.

Billings went to his friends in Judicial and came back with a name.

Ralf Melby.

What?

Ralf Melby.

That's the name of a guy that Judicial tried to set up

when Sandy and I worked together, right.

Sandy was warning us.

Look, if she's caught and we run, they're gonna be after us.

- You have to go. - We have to go.

No. My shot at getting this done is over.

- You can still get away. - Fat fucking chance I'm leaving you.

Shirley, listen to me. I don't know what the fuck I'm going to do.

You have to find another way to get this done. Go.

Why?

Does it matter?

That might mean the difference between life in the mines

or going out to clean.

You think he gets life in the mines for this?

For fuck's sake.

How long before he's running shit again? He'll clean.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Look, okay. You wanna know why?

It started during the rebellion.

I was afraid some assholes would break into Supply.

So I wanted to make sure that some shit was safe, like light bulbs.

Not bad. But I don't think that keeps you from dying on the hill.

For fuck's sake.

And your old man, he was supposed to keep his fucking big trap shut.

Yeah.

He's a real shit, isn't he?

- But he didn't kill a girl. - I didn't kill her.

And neither did my daughter.

Gonna guess when she told you that, she told you who did.

What do you wanna say?

That I'm an idiot for staying?

I have something for you.

Something Victor asked me to find.

An old plant.

Smell it. Tell me if it makes you think of anything.

Please?

Rosemary.

I mean, why?

The roast chicken Mom cooked every week for Sunday dinner.

'Cause I insisted.

You insisted?

Sure.

Someone at school convinced you

that Sunday dinner meant you had to eat the same thing every Sunday,

so we had to eat roast chicken every week

for two years,

or you wouldn't come out of your room.

I remember her.

Move over!

- You gonna try and talk me into staying? - What?

Are you gonna try and talk me into staying?

Hell no!

Stensen's cray cray.

No one says that anymore.

They do if they're really cray fucking cray.

If some mouth-breather does turn the world to gray goo,

I don't wanna be stuck underground with Per Stensen and Rosalind Thurman.

I want to turn to gray goo with you!

What?

I wanna turn to gray goo with you!

Boom.

Hank and I told Orla's sister.

What could you tell her?

Just that Mike was stealing shit, and Orla caught him and he killed her.

Nothing about the lift-thing, or the light bulbs.

I know it's gonna sound so self-pitying…

but the worst part for me was going through it all…

alone.

You had Hank and Knox.

I didn't have you.

When I heard over the radio,

Kennedy and Lukas dying out there, I…

I had Sandy and Danny, but…

You didn't have me.

You made your choice.

They got Jules! They got Jules.

How?

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

Fuck.

Go back to the old plan. Blow up Judicial.

With Jules in there?

We have to cap the pipe.

Juliette would want us to do something.

And I don't intend to live long enough to forget her.