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-WOMAN: Previously on Y The Last Man...
-(WOMEN SCREAMING)

-You need me. You just don't know it yet.
-The fuck are you talkin' about?

NORA: But there aren't
any more trucks coming.

Sooner or later, the food will run out.
What happens then?

-I did not mean to...
-You killed him.

KIM: What was the description?

REGINA: Six-feet-tall with a monkey
on his shoulder.

(GLASS SHATTERS)

KIM: Yorick Brown.
MARLA: You made me think I was crazy.

(SCREAMS)

BETH: I can't believe
you're the president.

Beth.

WOMAN: Secret Service
is at a quarter capacity.

We had to barricade the subway entrance...

-Did somebody get in?
-No.

I'm gonna live my life.
You should do the same.

(GUN COCKS)

-You need a doctor.
-Don't trust anybody.

Thanks for letting us stay.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(PANTING)

WOMAN: You like it here?

You still think they chose you
'cause you're special?

Our secret...

(IN DA CLUB PLAYING)

-ALLISON: Every Saturday?
-Well, people drop in and out.

Still, exhausting.

ANNIE: Well, we're making up
for all the parties we missed.

Weddings, birthdays.

I turned 22 my first week inside.
Didn't tell anyone.

The doc said take it easy.

The doc got 20 years for dealing fentanyl.

Doesn't mean
she can't treat a head injury.

I told you not to go anywhere.

Oh, come on. This place is way safer
than anywhere else we've been.

(WHISPERING) Look.
People here took pleas, you know?

A lot of them are probably innocent.

It's just over prosecution,
systemic racism.

-Why are you whispering?
-'Cause I don't want to be insensitive.

He whispered racism.

No. Look. All I meant was that women
usually kill their abusers, or whatever.

Right? No. Okay. Yes, I know.

Women are people, and people are awful,
but I'm just saying, statistically...

Oh...

No, statistically, you are, like,
less likely to start shit, so...

What? It's fine.
This place is fine. That's my point.

Believe me, I started shit.
Most of us did.

You're not the first guy
to try to teach me about prison.

(YORICK CHUCKLES)

(NO SCRUBS PLAYING)

(WOMEN CHEERING)

-YORICK: Do you wanna dance?
-No.

Oh, come on. Come on. I dare you.

-I don't care.
-Yeah, you do, though.

Just a little bit?
Come on. This is happening.

-Yorick.
-Don't think too hard. Just... Come on.

-No.
-Oh, I get it. You can't dance?

ALLISON: Can you?

-I can dance.
-Well, it seems like you can't.

-WOMAN: What was that?
-All right, don't hurt yourself.

Oh, my God. (LAUGHS)

-YORICK: Oh, my God. Is this our song?
-We don't have a song.

-YORICK: Oh, please, let this be our song.
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(AMPERSAND CHITTERING)

Whoo!

(YORICK MUMBLING)

(AGENT 355 LAUGHS)

They're so desperate to get laid.
Other people might be too.

Make some money.

Joke. (CHUCKLES)

AGENT 355: Whoo!

(SONG CONTINUES PLAYING)

-What's your deal?
-My deal?

Are you into him too?

(CHUCKLES)

-WOMAN 1: Say that again, bitch.
-(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

You can just say hi, you know.
It's, uh, Allison, right? Dominique.

-I'm not a "hi" person.
-I can tell.

WOMAN 1: Shut the fuck up.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

ANNIE: What's this?

-Vibrator?
-(CHUCKLES)

I give up.

-I found it in your van, with your stuff.
-Mm. It's not mine.

So, if I showed it to Yorick,
he wouldn't care?

What about Allison?

Can I get in there?

ANNIE: Is that me? Am I the sandwich?

You don't intimidate me. We're the same.

(CHUCKLES)

I've done terrible things too.

Come on. What is it? Is it a detonator?
Some kind of tracking device?

Okay. Well, whatever it is, tell him.

He trusts you for some reason.
Don't fuck that up.

You know, say what you want about me,
at least I can admit I actually like him.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(DOOR OPENS)

Uh...

Janis told me one per household.
This is it. Till next Saturday.

-Yeah.
-Yeah?

Okay, but just don't tell Allison,

'cause she's been on me
about my sperm count. Okay?

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(LAMENTATION MUSIC PLAYING)

(WOMAN LAUGHS)

It might be too advanced for you.

-It's not.
-Prove it.

(SIGHS)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

MAN 1: It's me. I'm at the gate.

(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

MAN 2: Hi, Dev, it's me.
I'm thinking about you, sweetheart.

I hope I sent the birthday card
to the right address.

I wouldn't bet on it, but...

(MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(WOMEN CHATTERING)

(WOMAN 1 SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Hey.

There's ten inside. All unarmed.
Now's the time.

(WOMAN 1 CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

-(HORSE WHINNIES)
-Hey. (PANTING)

Three women with guns.
Two up front and one by the food.

Nora was right. We can take them.

Tell the girls food first.
Take as much as they can carry.

Fucking grocery shopping, Nora.
That's all it is.

Are you inspired by groceries?

We'll eat tonight. That's good enough.

ROXANNE: All right, girls.
This is what we've been training for.

These women built a shrine to men.
They are mourning a world that hurt us.

That has consequences.
And we are those consequences.

We will take everything they have.
Their tents, their food.

It is the only way that they will learn.

-Nora, where's your weapon?
-I'll watch the kids.

Mack will watch the kids.

Come on.

You ride with Nicky.
All right, let's go have some fun.

(HORSE WHINNIES)

(WOMEN SCREAMING)

Plain as day. I saw him.
We have proof. Come see.

(WOMEN SCREAMING IN DISTANCE)

Daughters of the Amazons,
take what's yours.

(CHEERS, SCREAMS)

(GRUNTS)

(HORSE WHINNIES)

(MOUTHING)

(CHUCKLES)

(GRUNTS)

No, no, no. Please.
Stop it. Wait. Stop it.

Please. Wait, wait, wait.
No, no, no. Stop. No.

Stop that.

(WOMEN GRUNTING)

Don't... Laura.

Don't touch the fucking corn pops.

My name is Athena.

(THUDDING)

(MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

ROXANNE: Whoo!

I used to caddy. Summer job.
Few I actually had.

Pretty good swing.

Great pick. Ten out of ten.
Girls fucking nailed it.

You got some water? (PANTING)

I'm thirsty, Nora.
This is how people get heat stroke.

We could have traded that.
All of this had value.

You got the girls all riled up.
Now we have nothing.

A week ago, we were starving.
Now look at us.

I walk around here,
I see a lot of happy girls.

Fuck this stuff. No one else is worried.

Of course not. I'm surrounded by children.

MACKENZIE: Your tent's ready.

ROXANNE: Whoa!

Already? Superstar.

(LAUGHS)

Good job, Mack.

Take me to my lair. (CHUCKLES)

Come here.

Good job. You're nice.

REED: The Secret Service
is doing a training exercise.

The detail is onsite till tomorrow.
This is our window.

I've reassigned the agents closest to her.
We're rotating in some new recruits.

They don't know her.
They'll follow their CO's lead.

REGINA: Second thoughts, General?
Now's the time.

-No, ma'am.
-I know I'm not a traditional choice.

You seem like someone
who values tradition and continuity.

Two of my pilots are dead.

Murdered on the orders
of a sitting president.

She's lost the right to lead.

Hmm. What about you? Second thoughts?

-Madam Secretary.
-Oh. Madam President.

At least it will be in about 30 minutes.

-(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
-What do you need? A Valium?

These women don't trust me.
You have to reassure them.

You picked me. They can too.

Jesus, Kim. Get your shit together.

I need you.

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

She was still there. Alone.

Doctors were long gone. No food. No water.

You know what Jennifer said
when I told her?

I wish I could've made a call. A call.

(SIGHS)

She's not a bad person.

These are just the rules she's learned
to live by.

This system has always been broken,

but they will hold on to it
as long as they can.

It is all they know.
So, we have to tear that place down.

Let the grass grow.

You've known Jennifer Brown
a lot longer than you've known us.

Yeah. And if you hadn't met me,

you'd still be watching
at that fucking gate.

WOMAN: It's ready.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(WHIRRING)

(TICKING)

I would kill for anything fresh.
Those sad tomatoes, the gray ones.

(JENNIFER CHUCKLES)

It's not fresh, but I had Abby
grab them from the kitchen for you.

-I know you like them.
-(CHUCKLES)

-Ma'am, the...
-They're just oranges.

-What?
-Um...

-What is it? What's wrong?
-I made a mistake.

Uh... (WHIMPERS)

I was on the pill.

I couldn't have missed more than a day,
two at most.

And then so many women miscarried.
So, I...

-You're pregnant?
-I'm so sorry.

-I was selfish.
-No.

And reckless.
It was an enormous error in judgement.

No sorries. No sorries.

How are you feeling?

(CHUCKLES, SNIFFLES)

Well, I always wanted to have kids.
Someday.

But it's not like...

I wasn't in love.
But this could be my only chance.

-And what kind of a world...
-Nobody knows what they're doing, okay?

I was terrified when I was
pregnant with Hero. Afraid I'd fuck it up.

I mean, even at our worst,
she was the best decision I've ever made.

-(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
-(STUTTERS)

-(DOOR OPENS)
-Just a minute. I said just a moment.

Ma'am, they need you in the War Room.

Where's Abby? And who are you?

KIM: You were in the woods.
He was ten feet away.

-Is that him?
-Yorick Brown. No question.

(SCOFFS)

She's been coached.

If we were making this up,
it'd be a hell of a lot more believable.

Jennifer heard the captain's story
and had her reassigned.

It's a staggering abuse of power.

(DOOR OPENS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

JENNIFER: What's all this?

They're saying your son is alive.
Burgin found him in New York.

Tell them to stand down.

You're unbelievable.
My mother was fragile. Grieving.

Kim, I know you're suffering...

You killed my mother. Made her feel crazy.

Might as well have
pushed her off the roof yourself.

She's been lying to all of you.
She's still lying to you.

This sisterhood you think you're building,
it's bullshit.

Is it true?

Lisa, this is a woman
who has concerns about fluoride.

-She's not a serious person.
-Is that supposed to hurt my feelings?

She's been keeping you all in the dark.
All of you.

Everyone except for you, Christine.

What?

I'm saying this as someone
who cares about you.

-You need to come clean.
-I don't what you're talking about.

There are two eyewitnesses.
She used you to cover her tracks.

The order to have the captain reassigned
came through you.

-Enough.
-Let her finish.

KIM: Listen to me.
Jennifer Brown won't suffer that much.

But you, you're nobody.
No one is going to protect you.

Those people out there at the gate,

when they find out that
you knew about this,

they're gonna rip you limb from limb.

-I don't...
-KIM: Who's looking out for you?

-Somebody has to.
-Leave her out of this. She didn't know.

-No, ma'am...
-It's okay.

I thought he was dead.

(ALL GASPING)

JENNIFER: He was found in New York
in the evacuation.

-I have no idea how he survived.
-You can't be serious.

-He was in this building.
-There's a geneticist at Harvard.

Agent Burgin is bringing Yorick to her
so we can learn, how, why he...

Harvard? They were
in central Pennsylvania.

-Where were they going?
-That's classified.

Oh, classified? Or you don't fucking know.

I did what I thought was best,
for all of us. If anyone found out...

That's not a good way
for a president to start a sentence.

Presidents make tough decisions.

The best thing to do was
keep the circle closed.

It's not much of a circle
if it's just you.

You took our only chance at bringing
the world back and you hid him away?

-I had no choice.
-He could've been killed.

-We're already a target.
-The selfishness.

I did what I did to protect you.
All of you.

KIM: The future of the human race
depends on his survival,

and you sent him out there
with one person?

You weren't thinking about any of us.
You wanted him all to yourself.

-He's my son.
-My sons are dead.

Two American helicopter pilots
were murdered on your orders.

-That's not true.
-You wanted no one to know.

You said keep the circle closed.

I would never.
That was a horrifying accident.

REED: Either Burgin is taking orders
from you or she's gone rogue.

Either way, you've lost control.

You'll be placed in protective custody,
and we will figure out a transition.

-WOMAN: Isn't that premature?
-This is not a discussion.

She has to go.

WOMAN 1: She's right, Jennifer.

They're already screaming conspiracy.
Can you imagine with this?

We get out ahead of it
or we all seem guilty.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(TICKING)

OFFICER: Shh. Do you hear that?

Run.

REED: Secretary Oliver will serve out
the rest of Jennifer's term.

No. We'll choose an acting president.
One of us.

She'll serve
until we can hold an election.

There was an election.
Ted Campbell won. He picked me.

-Campbell doesn't get a say.
-The voters do.

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(WHISPERING)

What's happening?

I need you all to come with me.
There's been an explosion.

What? Where?

What are we talking about?
An accident? Attack?

We have to get somewhere safe.
Emergency command center, C-ring.

It's secure. Blast proof. We'll figure out
what's going on and go from there.

So you can lock us in? Force our hand?

REED: I'll be the first one in
and the last one out.

We can't stay here. Let's go, please.
Fast. Let's go.

Move, move, move.

(WOMEN COUGHING)

MALIKA: Come on.

WOMAN 1: Fighting at the gate.
People heard the bomb.

They're pulling down a piece of fence.

-It's happening.
-WOMAN: We need support.

They're sending companies to secure
the perimeter. They're scrambling.

Second bomb is ready to go.

-Patrols?
-WOMAN 1: Just the one.

You were right. They're spread thin.

Start sending people through here.
Get as many in here as possible.

-We need cover.
-VIPs headed to C-ring.

Come on. Move, move.

Eyes up. You're the only one of us
that's been inside.

You good? Great. Come on.

-REED: Protesters breached the gate.
-Where are they now?

-Did you send them?
-Of course not. This wasn't us.

JENNIFER: Crowd control. What is the plan?

Water cannons. Tear gas.
Live ammunition only if we have to.

What if they're already inside?
We need to evacuate.

I'll handle this, Jennifer.
What kind of breach are we talking about?

How many people? 50? 500?

REGINA: What if we don't clear
the building? Not yet.

KIM: These people are angry. They hate us.

REGINA: They hate Jennifer Brown.

-Give me a chance to talk to them.
-Regina, Peggy clear the building.

With all due respect,
you don't even have a title.

I'm trying to convince these people
you're a steady hand.

-(DISTANT EXPLOSION)
-(ALL SCREAM)

REED: Stay calm. Follow me.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-Stop. Drop your weapons.
-WOMAN: Guns down.

(GASPING)

WOMAN 1: Guns down.

Put the guns down.

WOMAN 2: Stand down.

Stand down.

WOMAN: Hands out in front of you.
Hands out.

BETH: Don't.

WOMAN 3: Everyone in a uniform follow me.

No, no, no. You can't, you can't.

-WOMAN 3: Go.
-We'll be okay.

WOMAN 3: Move. Move.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

WOMAN: Let's go. Move. Hurry up.

BETH: Go.
WOMAN: Move. Come on. Move.

-Go, go, go.
-BETH: Move.

-WOMAN 4: Move.
-WOMAN: Move.

WOMAN 1: Once I saw Roxanne,
I forgot to be scared.

Well, that's fun for you,
'cause I was fucking nervous.

-(LAUGHTER)
-WOMAN 2: Hero wasn't.

(CHUCKLES) No, I was.

Hmm. I saw you. Fearless. Makes sense.

Your boyfriend?

You killed him, right?

WOMAN 2: Ah, hmm.

He made you do it. Goaded you into it.
It was his fault, not yours.

WOMAN 2: Yeah.
WOMAN 1: Yeah.

Come on. Let's go.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

NORA: I used to get so angry.
Over nothing.

Robbie... (LAUGHS)

Robbie would call to
check the grocery list.

Uh, peppers, red or green.
I don't fucking care.

Make a choice, like I did
when I wrote peppers in the first place.

I did exactly what I was supposed to do.
I had the husband, kids, house, the job.

It wasn't enough.

I wanted to be better.

Different.

But I am who I am.

I'm angry.

It's what kept me alive.
I would've died without it.

Mack and I never would've made it.

Next time,
don't tell Roxanne your secrets.

She's not worthy of them.

If we pull the sprinklers then we can...

We re-routed them weeks ago.
Couldn't spare the water.

This must've taken months.
Surveillance, planning.

-WOMAN: Someone on the inside?
-LISA: Maybe.

-Is that...
-Yeah. Shh.

-How did they even get in here?
-Regina got General Reed on her side.

-And the fucking US Army...
-They made us vulnerable.

You can't tell her about Yorick.

-What if Regina...
-It's her word against ours.

-You should've told us.
-Would you have?

MALIKA: Hey, destroy records, comms.
WOMAN 1: It's fucking huge.

Destroy records. Comms. Go. Now.

Army wants proof of life
or they'll use live rounds.

-She's there. Put her on.
-They're asking for Regina Oliver.

They say she's the president.

-What?
-I know it's crazy.

Call them back. Find out what is going on.
Don't agree to anything.

-Regina Oliver?
-Where the fuck are the soldiers?

KIM: They can't come in here shooting.
We'll lose the government.

(SIGHS) Oh, God.

Talk.

This is Kimberly Campbell.

OFFICER: Ma'am,
is the president with you? Is she safe?

We're in the War Room.
They have guns. We're in the War Room...

(ALL GASP)

Jennifer Brown or Regina Oliver.
Who is it? Who is the president?

-Answer her. Who's in charge?
-Me. Me.

Food, medicine, weapon reserves.
We want locations, access.

Okay. We can talk after you let them go.
You don't need all of us. I'm enough.

Stockpiles. Where are they?

-(GUNSHOT)
-What was that?

JENNIFER: There are 1,000
military personnel in this building.

They're being careful right now,

but they're gonna get in this room
one way or another.

-I can help you.
-Any offer she makes you is worthless.

Jennifer Brown doesn't speak for anyone.
Not anymore.

-I'm the president.
-Regina, sit down.

I'll negotiate.
I am your best and only bet.

LISA: Where are the stockpiles?
Where are the weapon silos?

Can you tell her any fucking thing?
Let the adults do their jobs.

-You always were a little fucking snake.
-WOMAN 2: Go to hell. Go to hell.

-(CLAMORING)
-Quiet. Quiet for one fucking second.

(VIPS WHIMPERING)

We have to move.
She told them where we are.

They could be down here any second.

Okay, we can't move 20 people.
We need a goddamn school bus.

Small groups, then. We could
hide in B-ring. We can't stay here.

Okay. Get everybody to move. Go.

MALIKA: You. You, up. Move.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

-Let's go, Come on.
-WOMAN 3: Where are you taking them?

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(OFFICER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

-KIM: Where are you taking us?
-(STUTTERS) Let's talk. I can help you.

I'm on your side.
What, you'd rather deal with her?

The shit she's done,
you wouldn't believe half of it.

KIM: Regina.

She met with Ted Campbell,
the night before the men died.

Maybe she knew it was coming.
Maybe they all did. The Washington elite.

-MALIKA: Shut up.
-What are you doing?

These people are all guilty.
I'm the one you should be dealing with.

Stop. Shut up. Enough bullshit.

Jennifer's son is alive.
She killed two soldiers to keep it quiet.

(SCREAMS)

Oh, my God.

(GAGS)

-BETH: What did you...
-Bring the body outside.

Tell them she's next
if they don't back off.

They'll be here any minute.
What are you waiting for? Go.

-Malika...
-We need to buy time.

You just... I mean, you...

What did you think would happen?
We walk in here, and no one gets hurt?

-This is the fucking Pentagon.
-You said no one...

There is no government
without these people. It is that simple.

You wanna start over?
You want real change? This is it.

She's next. Tell them.

-ANNIE: Yorick.
-Sorry. What?

ANNIE: Your hands are disgusting.

Yeah, it's the apocalypse.

What? What is this?

You're in the hands of
a licensed cosmetologist.

Well, that is reassuring.

(CHUCKLES)

They kept trying to put me
on license plates but I'd fuck up,

so they'd send me back to the salon.

We had this one type of lotion,
it was called Freshscent.

It smelled like fucking floor wax.

This is coconut.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

It smells like sunscreen.

Well, I have lavender upstairs
or orange blossom.

Yeah.

So this all belonged to someone, right?
Like, somebody lived here?

(SIGHS)

I'm sure that you guys
did what you had to do.

You're sure? How?

(EXHALES) You can't just
ask people shit like that.

All right. The guards were men, mostly.

We were in the yard when it happened.

At first the women thought we did it
but then they were outnumbered.

Scared. So they locked us in.

Left us. For days.

Jesus.

So once we broke out,
they were waiting for us with guns.

They were so scared
they forgot that we were people.

Us or them.

-I'm sorry.
-Maybe it won't last.

Hey, I mean, crazier things
have happened. Right?

ANNIE: Hmm.

I mean, half the world died.
That was pretty weird.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Maybe you're right. Who knows?
Maybe we'll get lucky.

(GRUNTING)

You're tall.

That one. Carla Summer.

(AGENT 355 GRUNTS)

-Is that from the crash?
-No.

Some of my, uh, research is controversial

and sometimes I'm the only
willing participant.

You did that to yourself?

Uh-huh.

(SCOFFS) What's wrong with your clothes?

Oh. They smell like road sweat.
That shit doesn't wash out.

I'm going back to check on Dominique.

Seriously? Tall. Grumpy.

Not as grumpy as you.

-She sounds great.
-She hates us.

Thought I'd put in some face time.
Assess the threat level.

Well, you need backup?

You'd scare her off.

Also, there's an outside chance
I'll get laid.

No, no no. Don't do that.
I fuck who I want, okay?

-I didn't say anything...
-It was right there.

You think you're a good liar,
but you're not.

It wouldn't kill you to
be less judgmental.

-She was a getaway driver.
-(CHUCKLES)

It's not like she killed anyone.

(LAMENTATION MUSIC PLAYING)

What's up with you?

That one.

Hmm.

-You like?
-Mm.

-Huh? Huh.
-Great.

WOMAN: Pull yourself together.

They are watching us.

(AGENT 355 SOBBING)

Did I...

You did everything
you were supposed to do.

You were brilliant.

Most never make it past screening,
let alone training.

The ones that do are exceptional.

None of them comes close to you.

You are better than this.

They tell you,
"Work hard, follow the rules.

"You can make something of yourself."

That's not how it works.

You never had a real chance.

It is important to see the world as it is.

This is your leg up in a world
that isn't built for you.

You earned your place here.

(LAMENTATION MUSIC PLAYING)

(WOMEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

WOMAN: Release her. Goodwill gesture.

If we run, we can't take them all with us.

Malika.

-Shit.
-WOMAN 1: Tear gas.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(COUGHING)

Move. We gotta move. They're coming.

-WOMAN 3: Who?
-Army. Everyone. I don't fucking know.

-(GUN FIRING)
-(SCREAMING)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

OFFICER: Hold your fire.

(OFFICERS SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Don't shoot. I'm with the president.

OFFICER 1: Hold your fire.

(GUN COCKS)

OFFICER 2: On your knees. Weapons down.

OFFICER: Get on the ground.

OFFICER 2: Hands behind your back.
Drop your weapon.

No sudden movements.
Get down on the ground.

(GUN FIRING)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

What do you want me to do?
Give me an order.

WOMAN: Hold your fire.

JENNIFER: Christine.

(GUN FIRING)

(MUFFLED SHOUTING)

-This way.
-CHRISTINE: Kim, where are we going?

KIM: Come on. Just keep going.

Kimberly.

Hey, Kim. Holy shit.

-Hey.
-It is you.

-Stop it. Don't.
-You wanna fuck with me?

(SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

Don't touch her.

CHRISTINE: Kim.

-KIM: Hey, hey, hey. I got you.
-(SOBBING)

It's gonna be okay.
We're gonna be okay. Okay?

We're gonna be okay. I got you. Let's go.

WOMAN: Old guy traded it.
His name is in there, his address.

-Good. That's a start.
-A start for what?

I wanna track down the men who survived.

Wipe them out.

There's hundreds. They've been
spotted all over. This is proof.

(STUTTERS) That's a waste of time.
We need a place to live. Supplies.

Small ball, Nora. You think small.

None of this is real.
I mean, what the fuck?

You know what your problem is, Nora?
Vision. You got no vision.

This ain't a game for me.

Men ruined my life.
Every last one of them deserves to die.

So long as they're out there,
world can't change.

-I'm trying to help you.
-No.

You're sad and you're scared. And all
you're looking for is a place to hide.

Go on and go.

We're not coming with you.

(GRUNTS)

-Watch it.
-Are you stupid or something?

His face was on here. God damn it.

(SIGHS, CHUCKLES)

I told you I saw a man in
a market near Boston.

I know what I fucking saw. His bodyguard
shot my sister in the leg, okay?

She can't walk.

Other people have seen him too,
not just me. He's nearby.

A town with electricity.

Electricity? How?

-You been there?
-I've heard stories. It's not far.

I'm right on his heels.

(LAUGHTER)

You're right. We should do it.

The men. This one first.

-Enough with the apologies, Nora.
-No, you're right. About me.

I am scared. It's holding me back.

-Why him?
-He's nearby.

Town with food, electricity,
everything we need.

At least that's the story. If it's true.

He wears a gas mask.
Travels with a bodyguard.

People remember him.

He can't hide.

Not from us.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

BETH: Here.

Put that on.

Yorick.

Tell me.

Yes.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)