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Previously on The Institute.

Where are we?

Welcome to the Institute.

You are, without question,

about to participate in saving the world.

When you come to the end of your service,

we'll wipe your memory, send you home.

Yeah, we want out, we get ourselves out.

Tim Jamieson. New night knocker.

Annie Ledoux, old weirdo.

There are things going on you would not fucking believe.

Annie, you in there?

Anybody ever really look into the Institute?

- Anything? - Pretty sure it's federal.

We don't have jurisdiction.

They're sending me to Back Half soon.

I can't take you all the way to the fence,

but I can get you close.

What is this?

Show the world what goes on here.

You need some help?

You're never gonna believe me, you know.

You'd be surprised what I might believe.

By the time they hit Recovery, they're gone. Gorked.

Gonna get you some help, kid.

We are in trouble and we need your help right now.

There's another ability, precognition.

Like telling the future.

People who'll trigger Armageddon.

Hinges, Tim.

What would you do to save the world?

You shot a child to prevent a massacre.

You walk out of here with Luke Ellis,

you're putting the entire world on suicide watch.

Avery needs to answer that Big Phone.

Everything you did to get out,

- now you want to go back in? - My friends are trapped

and Stackhouse is going to kill them.

Welcome, Mr. Ellis.

Who's that?

Luke's here.

We make the sparkler and then we talk on the Big Phone.

Do you hear us?

Yes, we hear you. We can hear you.

- We're connected. - We can do anything.

Avery, what are you doing? Come on, let's go.

I have to stay with them to see this through.

- Wait, Avery! - Thanks for being my friends.

I need a burn team.

We gotta get out of here before the reinforcements arrive.

♪Shout, shout ♪

♪Let it all out ♪

♪These are the things I can do without ♪

♪Come on ♪

♪I'm talking to you ♪

♪Come on ♪

♪In violent times ♪

♪You shouldn't have to sell your soul ♪

♪In black and white ♪

♪They really, really ought to know ♪

♪Shout, shout ♪

♪Let it all out ♪

♪These are the things I can do without ♪

♪Come on ♪

♪I'm talking to you ♪

♪Come on ♪

- I'm sorry. - Just do it.

- Sorry. You okay? - Yeah.

Good job. Hold on.

- Leave it on the train. - Thank you.

- Here, George. - Sure you can do this?

Yeah, I'm good.

Now sit. Sit.

I just can't stop thinking about all of them.

- I know. - Avery.

I know.

Okay, so what now? Where are we?

It's hard to say, exactly.

Can't we just look at the stars or something?

Stars just tell you what direction you're going.

Southwest, mostly.

It's been about two hours, so I'd say we're about 80,

- 90 miles from Dennison. - Not far enough.

How many do you think are chasing us?

Depends how many were left after the building came down.

And where their reinforcements are coming from.

Looks like they're headed to Waterville.

They should be at the terminal in 15 minutes.

Let us know when you're close.

Copy that.

So what do we do now, smart kid?

Well, first we get safe.

Then we find a place to burn it all down.

- Right. Run, hide, and fight. - Something like that.

Okay. What about nearer term?

Like, when do we get off this train?

Soon. Tim needs a hospital.

- No. - She's right.

Gunshot wounds get reported.

- So do dead bodies. - No hospitals.

You know better than I do

if we don't treat it, it's gonna get infected.

So treat it. It's okay, I'll be fine.

We're gonna need a bunch of broad-spectrum antibiotics.

Who knows what's got in there?

And we're gonna need to clean it.

Yeah, we'll grab some oxys with the antibiotics.

We can't steal.

Okay, it is pretty hard to steal oxys,

but just so we're clear, you're not making any rules.

- Hey, hey. - We just met him.

I told you what he did...

...because he believed me, okay?

No stealing, okay?

Okay, we're pulling up.

Let's go. Ready?

Go.

- Okay. - Doesn't look

like they're here yet.

You're fine. George?

Come on. Let's go.

Thank you. Are you okay?

Are you okay? You got down okay?

- Yeah, are you? - Yeah, I'm okay.

- Kalisha? - Yeah, let me grab that.

Quiet.

Quiet.

Wait, I thought you said they all stay on the train.

Yours stays. The rest, we scatter.

Make them follow multiple targets.

It spreads out their resources.

Wow, you've thought about all of this.

Come on. Come on.

They're splitting up.

We've got one continuing west-southwest,

one heading north, one stationary.

How far are you from the Waterville Freight Yard?

- We're close. - Stay in contact.

We need disinfectant, alcohol or peroxide,

and all the gauze and tape you can find.

- And socks. - Socks?

Yeah, tube socks. Lots of socks.

- Okay. - Okay.

But we don't have any money

and no stealing, right?

So what?

Do we, do we appeal to their good nature or something?

Is it stealing if you're taking from a bank?

Yeah. ATM works a lot like a vending machine.

It's just tougher.

- Is that a challenge? - Right.

Hey, wait. Wear this.

Turn that inside out. Hurry.

Go. Go.

Wait, wait, wait.

Camera. Right there.

This is way more complicated inside

than the vending machine.

Yeah, but the principle is the same, right?

- Easy for you to say. - Also, keep in mind,

bills are a lot lighter than coins, okay?

They fit through smaller spaces.

Yeah.

Come on. Come on.

Okay.

Got it.

Socks.

Last name, date of birth?

Yeah.

It's right here.

They count the oxys every night.

What about antibiotics?

Cipro, Z-Paks, that kind of shit?

They count those, too?

Not as rule.

Okay. Okay.

Now we just need a place with some privacy

and running water.

Great. Okay.

- You can't go in like that. - I know.

- Switch with me. - Yeah.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Do you have a table for six? - Yes.

Could we use your restroom?

Just freshen up a little bit?

Of course. Down the hall to your left.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

- Lock up. - Yep.

Okay, the good news is we got all the supplies

plus enough antibiotics to run a dairy farm.

Bad news is no oxy.

That's okay. You guys did great.

- You got towels? - Yeah, and socks.

Oh, good, 'cause it's gonna bleed.

You're going to have to open it up again to clean it

and take a real good look inside.

- We'll find them. - Once we get

out anything visible,

we'll have to irrigate the hell out of it.

Hey, don't worry about the blood.

It'll help clean it. Okay.

We'll go as fast as we can.

Hey, you got this. You ready, yeah?

Over. One, two, three.

We'll let it bleed some...

...and then we'll stuff it with gauze.

Use the, the socks and the tape to make a pressure dressing.

- How many? - I just,

I don't know, just give them to me. Just get them.

Towels. I need towels.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Towels.

Here you go.

Have you decided what you're going to have yet?

Yes, we're going to go with six bacon

and egg sandwiches, please.

Uh, make that 12.

To go.

Okay.

- Twelve? - Huh?

Hey, babe. Guess you're already in bed.

I'm about to get on the road, make some time.

Love you.

You seen a bunch of kids come through here?

Might have had a guy with them?

Sounds like a question a cop might ask. You cops?

Never mind what we are.

You obviously got something to tell us.

Let's just say it instead of making me cut it out of you.

Yeah, I saw them.

Come through here a little while ago,

offered 500 bucks to anyone would take them to Boston.

Somebody take them?

500 bucks? What do you think?

This way.

Looks like you could use a lift.

- No, no, we good. - Tim.

I saw the guys hunting you, two of them, anyway.

Figure if those are the kind of people you got against you,

must be on the right side.

Where are you heading?

What do you got?

All right, here we go. Come on.

Come on.

Easy, easy, easy. All right.

Shh.

Thank you.

I got sandwiches for you, guys.

Yeah, that's okay.

- Jesus. - Sorry.

- You're out early. - Uh, yeah. Water.

Yeah, I was about to do the same thing.

I guess I saved you a trip.

I reminded Nicky last night it was his turn.

He said it's too cold to walk to the corner.

- Who wants coffee? - Ooh, finally.

Careful. This is hot.

- Your turn for water, huh? - Yeah, sue me.

- More nightmares? - No.

Actually, I was researching those missing parents sites,

the ones that George's mom uses.

POD, Operation Freedom, all that stuff.

As long as you're still being careful.

No, I am. I mean, I use a browser.

Tor. The NSA couldn't track me.

- Morning. - Morning.

Hey.

Okay, so POD like pod people?

No, it's P-O-D. So Parents of the Disappeared.

Hello?

Parents of the Disappeared.

Uh, a lot of their families think their kids went missing

'cause of space creatures or something.

Anyway, my mom has moved on to mediums.

So she's just a sucker for that woo-woo bullshit, huh?

Hey, don't make fun.

Her only son fell off the face of the earth.

Sha's parents had the exact same thing happen.

They're not holding seances.

Well, they have each other. Makes it easier.

I just wish we could let them know that we're okay.

- We're okay? - You know what I mean.

You know why we can't.

They'd be in as much danger as we are.

We know. Just sucks to see her hurting.

Well, at least you can see her.

Okay. I gotta go.

Hey. Hey.

You said it doesn't make sense

to carry when we're so outgunned.

Well, for you, it doesn't. Bye.

Bye.

♪Keep a fire burning in your eyes ♪

♪Pay attention to the open sky ♪

♪You never know what will be coming down ♪

♪I don't remember losing track of you ♪

♪You were always dancing in and out of view ♪

♪I must have thought you'd always be around ♪

♪Always keeping things real by playing the clown ♪

♪Now you're nowhere to be found ♪

Thank you for being here today

to honor the memory of Joseph Sigsby,

a proud and decorated American veteran,

and a committed family member, whose service

to his country and community...

In recent years, Joseph was a fixture

at our outreach events.

Cheers, Pop.

We commend to you, Almighty God, our brother Joseph,

whose body we commit to the ground.

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

- Amen. - Amen.

Do you happen to know, uh, did the family set this all up?

- I'm sorry? - This.

The grave. You.

Who's footing the bill?

This is the moment where you show me a badge

or our conversation ends.

Asshole.

What is it

you think I can do for the FBI?

The daughter. Julia?

My understanding is she predeceased him

several months ago.

That's why I'm asking who paid for this.

I believe it was prearranged

through his assisted living service.

Now, if you don't mind...

Yeah. The memorial's a dry hole.

How the fuck did you get in here?

You know how many years I spent on a snatch team?

How the fuck could you send a guy to my father's funeral?

They just like knowing where everybody is.

Was I not clear?

How many copies I've made of this,

where it gets sent if anything happens to me?

I have one, remember?

You sent it along with the letter.

Warning you not to look for me.

I hope you're being careful with those.

Considering they're the only thing keeping me alive.

Would you like a croissant?

I'm good.

But if push came to shove,

you'd like to see that released, wouldn't you?

Do you realize the damage that would do?

Uh, push comes to shove,

meaning if they make me disappear?

Leave me alone. You've nothing to worry about.

I'm disappointed in you, Julia.

Prioritizing your life over our mission.

No more watchers.

Your letter warns us not to follow you,

but yet you show up at your father's funeral

and you watch it from down the block.

Some things are better viewed from a distance.

Like... nuclear tests.

Pro football.

I know them. I know you.

You certainly do.

You think they'd ever take me back?

You want back in, huh?

You don't know who you are without it.

It gave you purpose.

Maybe I just miss the smell of fear.

Yeah, that's the downside

of spending a career saving the world.

Retirement's a bore, isn't it?

Well, you can certainly understand their reservations.

You're the only supervisor to lose an Institute.

Not to mention the fact

that you're trying to blackmail them.

- For my life. - Yes, for your life.

And that's a risk also.

A video in this day and age,

even if it were released,

how can you be sure anybody would even believe it,

let alone care anything about it?

I guess I can't.

But the possibility still scares you all enough

that I'm still alive.

Not enough to let you back in.

Now for that to happen, I can't imagine

what you'd have to have to hold over them.

What do you get the men who have everything?

- I wasn't followed. - You wouldn't know.

I've been an investigative reporter 20 years.

I know. That's why I emailed you.

You, uh, look into what I said?

Yeah. That's a lot of smoke.

Just not sure what it all adds up to.

The names. Look into the names?

They're all open missing juvenile cases.

Yes. Except for Wilhelm.

Wilhelm is not a juvenile,

but he is a fugitive from a bench warrant in Kansas.

Look, Mr. Jamieson,

the story you're telling is hard to accept.

What about Dennison?

Accident at an infectious disease lab.

Possible exposures. It's been months.

No one's allowed within half a mile.

It wasn't a disease lab.

But the feds, the CDC,

all the emergency people say it was.

The feds also...

they said they want to talk to you about some things too.

I bet.

You came to me because you need someone

that people trust to get your story out.

Again, if I could just have access

to the children, then maybe we could go somewhere that--

Sorry, I can't risk it.

I've told you...

I've told you what we're up against.

And it's big.

Look, even if I believed you,

everything you're telling me is secondhand.

No. I watched that video myself.

From inside.

Worst thing I ever saw.

Where's that video now? Can I watch it?

Say I do let you talk to the kids

and they back up everything I've said.

Would you publish then?

Please, try to understand

how this looks from my point of view.

Any good journalist would tell you the same.

Yeah. A bunch already have.

Yeah. Well, tell him I've got two words for him.

Optimization.

Yeah, I know it's only one word.

It's a joke. Never mind.

Look, tell him without those agentic breakdowns,

he's stalling out three cognetics teams at once.

You know what? Just tell him he's fucking fired.

Where have all the decent programmers gone, eh?

Yeah.

Next time we should take one of my planes.

Dassault Falcon.

It's what the Saudi royals fly.

Well, I just hope that our security posture

is up to your high standards.

- So far, so good. - Ah, well,

if you see any gaps, please feel free to say so.

After all, these are perilous times.

- Ginny? - Yes, sir.

My pulse ox is still off.

Can you, um, grab me a nitric lozenge

- and the peptides, please? - On it.

Altitude.

Thank you.

We have started our initial descent.

Touchdown in five.

Ah, Dr. Sylvia Mansell. Nolan Reeves.

- Pleasure to meet you. - Welcome.

She's the head of Prevision,

and she'll be showing us around today.

All right, great. Right this way.

They told me this day would never come.

Yes. Well, they tend to keep us awfully isolated.

Can't remember the last time anyone new got access.

They need my AI.

Well, we've needed your AI for years,

so how come I'm just meeting you now?

Well,

obviously the unpleasantness

in Dennison created quite the budget shortfall

Mr. Nolan's been very generous.

Clearly.

Hello, Sir.

Control, have Lynne adjust her orientation

plus 18 minutes, 16 seconds.

Same latitude and longitude.

Lynne, when you can,

please adjust your orientation

plus 18 minutes, 16 seconds.

So how much do you know?

Oh, as little as possible.

Just enough to let me do my work.

Isn't that right?

We like to maintain a separation

between church and state.

There they are,

the most exceptional beings on God's earth.

One in a billion.

I wouldn't have thought you'd be someone

- who believed in God. - I don't.

Men invented God to answer questions they couldn't.

Now we have the answers, who needs Him?

All right, let's bring the lights down.

Thank you.

Everyone else, follow Lynne's lead.

Adjust your orientations to her timeline.

We're approaching quantum apogee.

They're in the pipe.

Five-by-five.

Let it run.

Which one is Lynne Ledoux?

Well, it appears you know more about

all of this than you let on.

I always make sure to know

who's best at things I need done.

She's this one, in the center.

That seems appropriate.

Please, don't go too close.

The amount of concentration

this requires is, well, unimaginable.

What are they doing?

Right now, they are drifting.

Basically, scouting ahead

in the timeline for apocalypse events.

Surveillance drones for the future?

Oh, I assure you, they are anything but drones.

Honestly, they're the real architects of this project.

What happens when they find an apocalypse?

Well, assuming the others confirm, we triangulate.

The more viewpoints, the more accuracy.

And then we merge their forecasts on the big screen.

And that merger's what we've been feeding to the AI?

Mm-hmm.

Once the AI simulates how we get from here to there,

we can have the Pre-Cogs run the sim

with particular people removed.

Anyone whose removal fundamentally alters

the outcome is a Hinge.

And the last step, we identify the Hinge

whose removal during a particular time keyhole

eliminates the apocalypse.

It's not quite the last step.

Dr. Mansell's responsibility

ends at identification.

Elimination is its own division.

Siloed.

Separation of church and state.

Take it easy!

I'll be done in a minute!

- Uh, um. - Hi.

There's something...

I don't think it's safe for you,

for any of you today, actually.

What are you talking about?

I just don't have a good feeling about the bus today.

If you could just, um, get an Uber on me, please.

What makes you think I need your money?

I don't think that, I don't but um--

I think it's time for you to move along now.

Okay, honey. It's okay. Thank you.

Take it easy!

I'll be done in a minute!

It's okay.

Let's fucking go!

Come on!

It's all right.

Let's hurry up. Move it!

Are you okay?

Are you all right?

Where's my baby?

My baby!

No!

No.

Oh, my God, you saved him.

Sweetie.

Hi, it's okay.

It's okay.

Thank you so much.

You saved him.

It's okay. Thank you.

Wait, wait, wait!

He came out of nowhere.

It was like he knew what was happening.

You saved him.

Hi, it's okay.

It's okay.

Wait!

What's happening?

Come here.

It's okay.

What?

Oh, my God, my baby.

What was I supposed to do, Tim?

Hmm? Let him die?

Please!

Can't even see my face.

Has over 1,000 views in a half hour, kid.

- We need to stay hidden. - We've been hidden.

We need to fight.

That's not fair. You know we're trying.

Every reporter Tim approaches is a risk.

Every reporter we approach

turns us down over a lack of evidence.

So your proposed solution is fucking whining about it?

My proposal is finding some fucking evidence.

You really are a smart kid, huh?

Stop it.

What evidence?

Maureen's flash drive.

Well, that's gone, isn't it?

It was in Chief Ashworth's pocket,

and it's been destroyed now.

Okay, it's been destroyed along with...

along with his body.

No, it wasn't. It hasn't.

- Then what? - No.

How do you know that?

Because I just do, all right?

Okay, so, uh, where is it?

I don't know yet.

But do you remember when Stackhouse

told us about another power?

Even rarer than TP or TK.

Precognition.

Hmm.

Shit.

That's how you knew about the bus stop.

Yeah.

- Has this happened before? - Once.

That night with Harry and the twins.

Tried to stop it, but I couldn't get there quick enough.

It happened just as I saw it,

and I won't let that happen again.

Well, just, and that's why your picture's

all over the fucking internet.

I'm gonna get that flash drive

and prove our story to the world.

You don't know where it is.

I will.

You will?

The visions get clearer, Tim.

Yeah, do they?

What does that mean?

It means this has happened to you twice.

How, how do you know what they do?

Look, I know you're just trying to keep us safe--

That is the only thing that I care about!

Tim?

I will start dinner.

You want to protect us.

We all know it.

And we all love you for it.

But we can't... We can't live like this forever, man.

You said we would get safe and get the story out.

Well, it's not working.

And you think if I... If I let you talk

to the journalist yourself then, uh,

it'll change anything? Because I promise you it won't.

I know that.

We need to get the drive.

No.

What do you mean no?

Ever tell you why I joined the Army?

I joined because... Because I thought

I might find purpose, you know?

I thought I'd find it as a cop,

protect people who can't protect themselves.

And then I shot a kid at the Westfield mall.

Lost my purpose. Lost my wife.

And for the longest time, I...

I thought it was all bullshit.

There is no why, you just...

You live until you die, that's it.

Then I end up in Dennison and I meet you.

So when I say no,

I mean even if the drive does still exist,

you are not gonna be the one that goes after it

because you're too fucking important

and it's too fucking dangerous.

Well, you don't get to decide that.

Yeah?

I think I already did.

Come on. Let's go get some food.

Don't forget the cheese this time.

I will grab the water.

- It's in the middle rack. - Sorry.

Oh, is this really what we're gonna be listening to?

What's wrong with it?

Nothing. It's perfect.

- It's just not-- - It's nice.

It's not really dinner music.

Whatever. Next time you be the DJ.

Wait, really?

No!

♪Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind ♪

You saw Marvin left the flow early again this afternoon.

Hmm?

She said, "Did you see Lynne's face after?"

I'm sorry.

My mum always said I had the gift of stealth.

No, uh, please.

Thank you.

So, what's good here?

Burger's the best I've ever had.

Confirm they grind the meat in the house.

I'm certain they do.

Also, FYI, this is about as sterile an environment

as you'll find outside an OR.

We can't risk anything infecting your precious cargo.

I'm not used to seeing you

without your, uh, full retinue.

Money draws flies.

Guess that's a risk you run

when you have what everyone wants.

I'm sorry, that's...

- Sorry. - No, it's fine.

And what do you want?

Dr. Daniel Hendricks, author of the definitive study

of pre-cognitive quantum manipulation.

Co-author.

It's a shame that study's only accessible

to people with institute clearance.

Dr. Vandy used to say,

"One day when all this comes out,

we'll be Galileo."

He was sure it would all come out?

Sooner or later.

He was just hoping he'd lived to see it.

Wasn't Dr. Vandy the first to raise the alarm

about the dwindling number of PC candidates?

Meanwhile, I don't know how long they expect us

to keep going without any new pre-cogs.

Two of the current group are in their 90s,

one more in her 80s, and we're already down to nine.

I'm aware.

In fact, the committee has tasked me

with finding a way to fill the gap.

Yeah, I've heard rumors.

An AI that's having PC visions of its own?

Why not?

My software has been analyzing visions for years.

There's a difference between analyzing

and actually generating the visions themselves.

Truth is, the pre-cog AI,

it still has some kinks to it.

Well, that's inevitable.

I want you to come help me work them out.

Me?

Who better?

Ms. Mansell is head of the PC programs.

The thing about the people in charge

is they have a stake in preserving the status quo.

You want to disrupt, you want to innovate,

then you've got to find partners

the status quo doesn't work for.

Thank you.

Even if I wanted to come help with your kinks,

the director wants me here.

The director doesn't call all the shots.

That's not my experience.

Also, he may not be director forever.

Are you saying...

Are you saying the committee

is considering a change?

What happened in Dennison...

The committee are serious people.

The director?

He's the one who stopped it all from coming out.

Also the one who hasn't been able

to find the survivors.

How many fucking months?

I hear they just got a hit.

Yeah. I hear that too.

Problem is I've heard it before.

I appreciate your loyalty.

It's a vanishing quality these days.

It's yours.

All right, fearless warrior.

Don't hit the table.

Are you guys seeing this?

We can't see it, dumb dumb.

That's the point of VR.

No.

Don't shake the table.

- Come on. - Whoa!

- Get ready. - No, no, no.

Hey, hey, back, Greg. I said back!

Christine is more stable than the tower.

The tower.

Christine, you'll never take me alive.

How long has this been going on?

About 20 minutes.

Or three levels,

depending on what disaster you're measuring.

Hey!

Oh!

I was a baboon.

Hey. Coffee?

Yes, please.

You were a little hard on them last night.

Teenagers aren't always gonna follow the rules.

A lot of people trying to kill them, Wendy.

They don't have time to be teenagers.

Hey, morning.

Have you guys seen Luke?

I think he's still in bed.

No, I just checked.

Really?

What is it?

Anything?

No.

Even if he can hear me,

he's probably too far away to respond.

So, basically, without consulting any of us,

Sir Galahad has decided to risk all of our lives.

Okay, Nicky, please, let's not do this right now.

Or what?

Look at the position he's put us in.

We're sitting with our thumbs up our asses

while he either saves the day or gets us all killed.

Okay, but you can see his thinking though.

Right now, there are kids going through

exactly what we did.

If you have a chance to change that, you don't...

- You don't wait. - No, he's a selfish prick.

All right.

Luke's done when he's done.

All we can do now is hope he's found what he's looking for.

We got to be ready to run.

Yeah, right, right.

Thumbs up our asses, like I said.

We got to get George back. What's he doing?

He--he's not answering me.

He could be playing Xbox or something.

He--he usually, like, literally shuts off his brain

- when he does that-- - Where does he do that?

- I--I--I don't-- - The Best Buy

on Spring maybe?

Or he could be at that Game Stop at Matthews.

I'm gonna try Best Buy.

You guys, I want you back in 45 minutes

and then we'll get back here

and decide if we're gonna bug out.

Do you mind staying here in case he beats us back?

- Go. Go, go. - Okay, let's go.

It's yours.

Don't go too close on the cuticles.

I won't. I don't.

I never do.

Uh, Joshua, you can go and get everyone loaded up.

I'm right behind you.

I hope you don't mind the interruption.

Just thought I'd introduce myself before we head out.

Nolan Reeves.

Hmm, I know who you are.

Right.

I mean, of course you do.

You know who everybody is.

Carla and I watched you on "60 Minutes."

Quite a world we're living in, isn't it,

when you have to bring your own security everywhere

just so you can feel safe?

Come on. You need the electrolytes.

Remind me why I can't just eat some bananas.

You'd have to eat 75 of them,

plus a half cup of salt.

Oh.

What is it I can do for you, Mr. Reeves?

Well, I'm headed to the airfield

in a few minutes,

and I didn't want to miss the chance

to meet you in person.

Oh. Why me?

Why not one of the others?

Well, I've seen your stats.

They're beyond anything I dreamt possible.

Oh, I'm not sure I can believe that.

It's my understanding that you're known

for dreaming awfully big.

Well, if you trust "60 Minutes."

Hmm.

Ms. Ledoux.

We're wheels up.

A pleasure.

I can't tell you how long I've dreamt of this moment.

Well, now you've lived it.

- Hello. - God, you scared me.

Nobody's supposed to be in here.

No, of course not.

We're just passing through.

How many you got living here?

Why does it matter?

You came, you found us,

and we'll move on.

Not that easy.

You've been trespassing.

The owner may file a complaint.

When are the others due back?

Not for a while.

Nicky.

Shit!

Okay, all right, let's go.

Bug out.

Whoa, the light's on.

Get out of here, George.

But you said the light means we all bug out.

Yeah, yeah, I'll be right behind you.

- Go. - But--

Now!

Wendy!

Wendy! What?

Oh, fuck, fuck.

Wendy? Oh, fuck.

W-Wendy.

Up and at 'em, sleepyhead.

Don't miss the fun.