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Previously
on Motherland.

Speaking of
people coming back...

Alder, she's back.

She's off with Khalida,
looking for the First Song.

Where's Raelle?

Dead.

She's not dead.

She's healing.

In the Mycelium.

Stay here and meet with the
council when they arrive.

We need their support
for what's ahead.

Why are they trying to kill me?

Because you're a steward
of the First Song.

I'll take you somewhere safe.

If you need me
or you're in danger...

use this.

Meet your personal
oversight, Colonel Jarrett.

Colonel?

Army versus Spree!

No.

Okay. You're gonna be okay.

I'm gonna get you
out of here. Okay.

Sounds like you haven't
found your voice yet, Albie.

- Okay.
- Okay.

It's merely a work in progress,
which I'll harness soon enough.

I saw her!
Who?

Raelle.

There was nothing left.

I think she might end the world.

Hurry up, we'll be late.

Cortez, you're the only
person in the world

who gets excited
for Mothertongue.

What can I say?

I'm the Mistress of Menishe.

Professor Grafton,
what's happening?

Mothertongue has
been cancelled today.

What? Why?

Lupe, it...

I'll answer that.

What's your name?

Officer Cadet Guadalupe Cortez.

Astarte Coven.

Well, Cadet Cortez, as you know,

myself and my fellow
Oversight Officers

are on base to ensure that

witches are no longer seen as a
separate society in our nation,

to reassure the American
people that witches

are being held accountable
for their actions.

And yet somehow, a secret
language spoken only by

witches seems counterproductive
to those aims, does it not?

But there's so much history and

- cultural significance.
- Classes are postponed

until further notice.

Do you have any more questions?

Anything else?

Please, continue...

to spread the stench...

of your diseased genitalia...

all over base.

Enjoy your day.

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Maybe we should tell
the council about Wade.

No, she said we shouldn't
tell anyone, not even them.

I mean, she and The Marshal
were both pretty clear

- about that.
- But why?

How do we know we can
even trust The Marshal?

How do you know you
can trust the Council?

You know what? It's
not about trust.

We're innocent and
that's what matters.

Once we make our case,
they'll recognize that.

You cannot be that naive.

You can't prove Wade's alive.

We've brought a lot of
heat down on the Cession.

The Council can't
just ignore that.

Then we'll make them
listen to reason.

You can't punch your
way out of this one.

When I said make them
listen to reason,

I actually meant
reason with them.

Why are you so skittish about
meeting the Council anyways?

I'm not gonna meet them.

You forget my situation is
much different than yours.

And the Spree...

how are you gonna avoid it?

They got to drop the
wards when they arrive.

- I'll sneak out the back door.
You're gonna leave us

just like that?

But where... Where
are you gonna go?

Don't worry about me, Red.
You know I always land

on my feet.

They're here.

They're not what I expected.

They represent seven
different language groups,

each with their own
unique traditions.

It's like nations
within a nation.

I spent a lot of time in
the Cession growing up.

I even went to elementary
school for a while.

Come on.

We need to make our case. Now.

The Council of the Great
River will summon you shortly.

I've got good news and bad news.

Good news is I fixed you.

You okay?

I feel like shit but I'm alive.

What's the bad news?

They wanna cut out our throats.

They've been in there
for over an hour.

It's like we're sitting
at the kids' table

while the adults
decide our fate.

What is going on in there?

I have to tell you something.

I saw something, something
bad in the future,

something that we have to stop.

I'm sorry, what did you say?

Look, okay.

During Yule, I saw a
vision of the future

where Raelle
released a Witchbomb

that was destroying the world.

Well, I didn't see
that one coming.

Yeah. I'm sorry I
didn't tell you sooner.

I wanted to, but...

Tally, you can't trust a
thing Nicte taught you.

She lies as easy as breathing.

What I saw was terrible.

I mean, it looked like
the end of everything.

I think you're just
missing Raelle so much

that it's scrambling your sight.

And I get it.

I have yet to have a night
where I didn't dream about her.

Yeah.

Maybe you're right.

One thing at a time, okay?

Let's get through today

and then we will
get Raelle back.

Then we can worry about
whatever else comes next.

Whatever it is, we'll
take care of it.

And what can we do?

I don't know.

Wait, have you ever tested it?

Seen something and then
tried to prevent it?

There you go.

It's time.

You coming, Baby Spree?

My place is with them now.

And with Raelle.

I really do hope
you get her back.

We're ready for you now.

Follow my lead.

Yes.

Esteemed members of the
Council of the Great River,

I'm Abigail...

Bellweather.

We know.

We thank you for the opportunity
to prove our innocence,

but first...

You're looking well.

It is a privilege to meet you.

Those glasses are
incredibly fetching.

Wow. Mothertongue.

I hope your travel here was good.

We've been looking
forward to your arrival.

We appreciate your hospitality.

You honor us with your visit.

Well, would you listen
to that handsome songbird sing.

We'd respectfully ask
to be sheltered on your land

until it is safe for
us to return home.

Sheltered?

What are you, a lost kitten?

I don't think you
understand, soldier.

We've already made up our minds.

We're sending you all back
to where you belong, to D. C.

I don't understand. Why
did you wanna meet with us

if you're just sending us back?

Because we need answers.

But need is a bit,
hyperbolic, Pauline.

Let's make this quick, huh?

- I've got bingo tonight.

Ask us
anything you want.

Let's start with
why you destroyed

private property on our land.

We didn't intend to
destroy anything.

But we had to stop
the Camarilla.

I know I look good for my age,
but I'm too old for fairy tales.

Unlike the U. S.,

our people don't fall for that
Euro-Inquisition gobbledygook.

Witches and non-witches
live in harmony here.

There are no Camarilla among us.

You're wrong.

And we don't want you
to realize it too late,

after they wreak havoc like they
did in India and Fort Salem.

The only havoc we've seen

was caused by you and
your ragtag friends.

We're telling the
truth about the Camarilla.

They hunted my people
to near extinction.

They hunted all of us.

You're Tarim.

My heart breaks for
you and your people.

Still, we have
a treaty to uphold.

And your government
seems to think

that you assassinated
President Wade.

- Which is a lie.
- We know that.

Our Marshal was holding
you when it happened.

I'm more interested in
why they think that.

Blanton Silver.

He's Camarilla, now, the
leader of the free world.

First he blamed us for
his daughter's death

and now Wade?

He's using us to stoke
hate against witches.

The Camarilla don't care
about borders or treaties.

And they're an enemy
to all witches,

those in the Cession included.

If that's true, then
you're the ones responsible

for bringing them right
to our front door.

All the more reason to send
you back in a big red box

with a big red ribbon around it.

No, no, no, you got
to broil 'em frozen.

That way they stay
tender in the middle.

You gotta rethink everything
you know about cod.

We heard you were special.

You look like any
other witch to me.

What are you doing?

Stop!

You've been holding out on me.

Yeah, I picked up a thing or two
from my time working with Scylla.

The Great War with
the Camarilla isn't coming,

it's already here.

We know how to fight them.

We can help you fight them, too.

We don't
need you to save us.

I think they're asking
us to save them, cousin.

And if what they're
saying is true,

then sending them back to
the US is a death sentence.

So what, we risk war
with America for harboring them?

Who said
anything about war?

Oh, you always jump to the worst
possible conclusion, Bearkiller.

And you always jump to
the easiest, cousin.

It appears that we
are no longer in agreement

about extraditing the fugitives.

I suggest that we
call a new vote.

Please wait outside
while we deliberate.

You'll have our
decision shortly.

Forgive me,

but it seems like
you're debating

whether to have us extradited

or allowed to be sheltered here

and I have another option
for you to consider.

What are you doing?

Trust me.

My parents were Dodgers,

so we were always on the move.

And when we needed a
safe place to hide,

the Cession welcomed us.

The best years of my
childhood were spent here.

Honestly, it's the closest
thing to a home I ever had

until I found my true home,

the woman I love who is
also from the Cession.

It breaks my heart that we
brought our problems here,

to this place that
has given me so much.

If you let us go and help
us get out of the Cession,

we will leave immediately.

Where would you go?

California, it's
where I grew up.

We'll consider your request.

Please wait outside.

You'll be safe here.

Is traveling in this
place always so...

unsettling?

No.

It feels less and
less each time.

Hello.

Are you another shepherd?

No. My name is Khalida.

Oh.

I was hoping you were
another shepherd.

Sorry to disappoint you.

What is this place?

This?

This is where I grew up.

Why did you bring us here?

While I find the
remaining stewards,

I need to keep you all safe.

This was the last place where
I knew what that felt like.

My sister and I
were about your age

when our mother taught us
to sew right over there.

And we used to
sing to our father

after dinner by the fire.

Our family was happy here.

And that,

that's where our parents were
murdered by the Camarilla.

After that day, any
thoughts of sewing

and singing were behind me.

I needed to make sure we lived,

so we ran,

and life was never
the same again.

Every Spring,

my brother would take me
high into the mountains

to see the snowdrop
flowers bloom.

It was what I most looked
forward to each year.

I loved how strange and
beautiful they looked,

the way they fought their way up

through the snow
to reach the light.

Hmm.

One Spring,

as we'd done many times before,

we left our parents
to go see them.

And when we returned,

they had been killed.

There was no time to grieve
them because in that moment,

I became our people's leader.

I know something of your pain.

They burned this house
in the name of their god,

and drove us from here.

New shores proved
just as dangerous.

These moments could
have destroyed us,

but they did not.

And we need not endure
this pain alone.

We are stronger together.

We've come a long way.

Uh-huh.

We're survivors.

It was only a matter of time

before we earned
each other's trust,

sister.

We've come to a decision.

You will be allowed
to leave the Cession

and we will give you whatever
resources you'll need to do so.

But none of you can
return here ever.

That is the condition
of your freedom.

And before you ask,

yes, this decision applies

to Raelle Collar as well.

How's it going in there?

We're a little busy.

How about in here?

You're gonna be okay.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

Looks like it was quite a party.

Sorry I missed it.

We got a lot of
good stuff though.

We're getting deeper
into the sub-sonics.

Should be able to update
our newest modules.

Impressive.

Alban's implant is already
better than the modules.

I worry about him.

Me, too.

Could you imagine putting
their flesh in your body?

The man's a hero.

He'll make any sacrifice to
cleanse the world of them.

Now you're gonna
show us the way out of here.

This is so terrible.

You seem like good kids.

I was in your corner.

Remember that.

Their corner?

What about the Sioux
who elected you?

Mind your own business, Thelma.

I'm in charge of getting you
safely across our border.

Wonderful.

Not my idea of a good
time either, soldier.

Me and my guards will be
on the grounds tonight.

We leave in the morning.

The wards will be going back up,

in case anyone
feels like running,

and... you'll have
to wear these.

Are those really necessary?

We're not criminals.

Yeah. Well, I'm not as trusting

as The Marshal.

Wish it didn't have
to be this way.

A couple of you were
starting to grow on me.

I really don't like her.

I never would have
picked that up.

Damn. Sorry.

What is it?

This isn't a win.

Not even close.

- We did our best.
- Did we?

Because it seems like all we
did was save our own skins.

We told them about
the Camarilla.

We warned them.

We couldn't even get
them to trust us,

let alone believe that
the threat is real.

My whole life has been about
training to be a soldier,

protecting people.

Then I think about
all the people

that I've failed to protect,

Charvel and Penelope.

- And even Raelle.
- Hey.

Raelle is not lost.

Do you hear that?

What?

A buzzing.

Are you seriously telling
me you can't hear that?

There! Hello?

You're gonna be okay.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

Anacostia?

- Hello?

What is she doing here?

Maybe she and your
mom have a plan.

Anacostia's downstairs.

Come on.

Camarilla.

Looks like Anacostia
got the drop on him.

Well, then where is she?

Sorry. Anacostia's
not gonna make it.

Hey!

I'm sure there are
more of them nearby.

We gotta get out
of this building.

We can't get past the wards.

Then we need to find a way
to get Thelma's attention.

Thelma!

Bearkiller! Open up!

Maybe the wards block
out the sound, too.

Or the Camarilla
already got her.

We need to get control of
this situation before...

Abigail, I love what
you've done with your hair.

I knew we should have killed
you when we had the chance.

Let's not make
that mistake again.

Agreed.

"By the blast of
God they perish."

"And by the
breath of his nostrils...

are they consumed."

Shit.

Oh.

That can't be good.

So what do you think, girls?

Can I join your little club?

It can't be possible.

I wasn't sure it
would work either,

what with your
kind's impure blood.

But it seems to have
taken hold nicely.

You're sick.

Sick? Brilliant?

It just kind of depends on your
perspective, don't you think?

You might wanna
say your goodbyes, you two.

Your little romance is about
to come to a tragic end.

Let's hope it works.

Looks like you
popped a stitch there, doc.

These old pipes'll
hold long enough.

My collar!

I'll see you soon.

I'm going after him!

How long do we
have to stay here?

It's impossible to say.
But the Mother will let...

My brother.

I'll go.

Stay with them.

Thanks.

He's gone.

Now, do you
understand the lengths

these people will go to kill us?

All of us.

And now they're gonna see
the lengths we'll go to

to avenge spilled blood.

Sisters!

Why don't you come
outside and play?

There's something here I
think you really need to see.

He did not just call us sisters.

Let's put an end to this.

There you are.

You know it's rude to
keep your company waiting.

- No more talking.
- I agree.

Edwin!

You gave it the
old War College try,

but all things must pass.

Surrender now, and
I'll let Raelle's

dear old daddy live.

You have my word.

And not so much as a
syllable from any of you.

I'll do the singing tonight.

Leave him out of this.

Normally, I shy
away from hurting humans,

but I needed some
Witchbomb insurance,

just in case Raelle
had recovered.

I guess she didn't make it, huh?

What's he talking about?

Where's Raelle?

Oh, he doesn't know?

Oh.

Raelle got ahold
of a bad mushroom.

- Poison, actually.
- Shut up, you bastard!

Scylla? What is
he talking about?

She's dead.

The spawn of your
unnatural alliance is gone.

So, what's it gonna be?

Don't do it.

I have to.

Fine.

Take me, but you let him go now.

Oh, that is so sweet.

But you misunderstand.

I'm gonna need all
of you to surrender.

Earth and Sky.

The Ginger.

Everyone.

Kill them! Kill them all!

- Hurt him!
- No, stop!

It's not possible.

It's okay. You're okay.

His voice at the
party. The bandages.

It all makes sense.

And now we know what that
sick party was really for.

What now?

End of the line.

I don't have the
code for this door.

I guess you won't be
needing your hand.

All right, all right,
all right, all right!

I do this and you
let me go, right?

You need to be worried about
what I'm gonna do if you don't.

We'll decide what to do with
you once we get out of here.

Hey.

Don't even think about it.

Hey! Hey!

I guess he made the
decision for us.

We need to know what
they're doing here.

Yeah.

- How does it look?
It's okay.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, yeah. Don't worry.

You were very brave back there.

And a bit stupid.

Well, when it comes to
the people I care about,

I can be a bit of both.

Hey, you really think
Rae is gonna be okay?

She's alive.

And we're gonna get her back.

I promise you.

You all are mixed up
in some wild shit.

Is every day like this for you?

Pretty much.

You still wanna kick
us out of the Cession?

I should probably
say yes, but...

we have a war to fight.

And we're gonna have
to fight it together.

And the first
thing we need to do

is figure out how the
Camarilla knew you were here.

Is this because of the
poison they're using

against the mycelium?

It's getting worse.

So what does that
mean for Raelle?

Alder!

Goddess.

Platoon, right turn!

Left turn!

March!

Ten-hut