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Previously on Z Nation.

Welcome to Zona.

I can't wait for you
to meet the Founder.

We've met before.

Without him,
all this wouldn't be here.

Come with me.
You're no longer safe here.

These visions that you're
having, don't ignore them.

Unconscious is
a very powerful thing.

I mean we want to believe.

But you've got to give us
something to believe in.

Look.

What'd you see?

I felt it. What she's feeling.

We have reason to believe
that someone intends to launch

a biological attack on all
surviving humans and zombies.

Your thumbs
would've given us access

to change the launch codes for
some kind of doomsday weapon.

You don't need my thumbprint.

You need the thumbprint of
the person who was president

during the outbreak.

Why hello, Mr. President.

You know, if you just told us
what you were looking for,

it'd be a lot easier
to help find it.

I'll know it when I see it.

We're getting close.

We're on the move.

You know this whole place
is radiated, right?

Well whose fault is that?

Wasn't my idea to have
a third strike weapon.

Now we're all gonna get cancer
in 20 years.

Let's hope.

Shit!

Watch it, Murphy.
We're gonna need him.

Him?

Come on, tasty snack.
They'll bite your ass too.

Warren? Whatcha doin'?

Warren?

She's got that look again.

Here. Hold this.

What are you looking at?

- Stand here.
- What?

Stand here
and put your hands up.

Put my hands up?

Higher.

Is this really necessary?

I haven't worn deodorant
in like three weeks.

Murphy, would you shut up for
once and do what the lady says.

- You do stink though.
- Shhh.

Seriously, does anyone know
what's going on?

Shhh.

Get up on the rock and put your
hands together.

Well of course.
Cuz that makes perfect sense.

Sarge?

Seriously, does anyone know
what's going on?

Shhh.

Can I put my arms down now?

Hey, would you look at that.

Yes, open it.

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Explain to me again why we got
to bring President Klutz along.

I mean why can't we just bring
his thumbs?

Because his thumbs would shrivel
and might not work.

What does that other fellow want
with those thumbs then?

Almost there!

Maybe he just wanted to keep us
from getting them.

Kaya thought that he may have
already changed the launch codes

when he hacked in
from Northern Light.

Sorry about that!

Got him!

Comin' down!

That's gonna leave a mark.

On the floor.

I think he likes you.

You're not my type, friend.

So where to next
on our VIP tour of hell?

- Thataway.
- Come on, sir.

Step. Step. There. All right,
I got him. I got him.

El Presidente's awful quiet.

Murphy must be getting
his mojo back.

It's like walking a damn slinky.

- Tell me about it.
- I just did.

Ugly sumbitch.

He could use some sun.

Probably hasn't seen daylight
in eight years.

He's blind.

Blind zombies.
What'll they think of next?

You know what that means Murphy?
They're tracking by sound.

So no farting.

Me?

I'm a perfect gentleman compared
to General Offgas here.

I got to get down there.

Must be 30, maybe 40
flights down.

Well what are we gonna do with
Stumbles the Clown here?

- We got to carry him.
- Carry him? That'll take forever!

Maybe we can make a stretcher
to carry him on.

Good idea.
So here's what we'll do.

- Whoops!
- Murphy!

- Really?
- He fell.

Did you just throw the
President of the United States

down 30 flights of stairs?

Expresident.
And he fell. I swear.

Saved us some time.

Right?

We better get down there
before he wanders off.

He'll be fine.

Mad Zs?

Yeah, more blind ones.

And they're snacking
on the President.

I got it.

Eight thousand four hundred
fifty two.

And fifty three.

Get President Thumbs
and let's go.

See. He's fine.

Fine?

He looks like he fell off
a cliff in a cartoon.

Just grab his legs, will ya?

All right. Ready?

Pull.

There. See?

There you go. Walk it off, Prez.

Yes, sir. Come on. Look alive.

All right. Let's go.

Shhh. Let's go.

First strike, this way.

That's the strategic air command
eagle.

Second strike's over here.

Destruction delivered worldwide.

Catchy.

Hey, check this one out.

Third Strike Command.
Kill, kill, kill.

Fourth strike weapon?

This way.

Cafeteria.

Wouldn't you rather go that way?

I'll bet they got
a swell cafeteria.

Sugar packets. Stale crackers.

No?

Why do we always got to go
the way of the skull?

Hold.

Follow me.

What the hell was that?

Over here.

Where did that come from?

Somebody up there
doesn't like us.

I don't think God
has anything to do with this.

No, for real. Somebody's
up there chucking zombies.

Incoming!

You?!

If that's the same Zona bastard
that hacked Northern Light,

he has the launch codes.

We can't let him
get to the drone before us.

Any ideas?

I'm on a need to know basis.
When I need to know, I'll know.

This way.

Ad Omnia Finem.

Ad Omnia Finem.

What is that, Latin?
How'd you know that?

Ad Omnia Finem.
To the end of everything.

You speak Latin?

Not a word.

It's okay.

Keep coming.

You're safe now.

It's nice to see you again.

Doctor Teller?

Hello, Roberta.

We have a lot to talk about.

I bet you have
a lot of questions.

Yes.

Starting with...

where am I?

Zona.

You were shot and almost died.

We put you into an induced coma
while you healed.

Luckily, the bullet
passed through Murphy,

and that seems to have given you
some kind of immunity.

What about Murphy?

He survived too.

He's a reluctant hero now.

He's donating
his blood for a new vaccine.

Thank you.

For what?

For waking me up.

I have a reason.

Our world is still
in grave danger.

I believe that we've reached
an inflection point

that might be more significant
for life on the planet

than the zombie apocalypse.

Except this time
the danger is from ourselves.

There's still time to save
what's left of humanity.

And...

you're the only one
who can do it.

Again?

What do you think she sees?

I'm not sure...

I'm not sure I want to know.

This is what it's all about.

What you're seeing is a mockup
of the launch control panel

for a Doomsday Weapon
code named Black Rainbow.

Launch control?

What, for some kind of nukes?

We already launched
what was left of those.

No nukes. Something worse.
A fourth strike weapon.

We're going to repurpose

the ultimate weapon
of mass destruction

and use it to make the world
new again.

I know, it's a lot to grok
all at once.

But you're going to have
a lot of help.

By the time you get there,
you'll know exactly what to do.

Looks like
that clock is running down.

I think somebody beat us to it.

Do you think we should wake her?

Don't mess with her mojo.

Hey, guys! We got some locals
coming this way.

Shut the door.

What's the code?

- What's the door code?
- Warren?

Warren, we need the code.

Warren, the code! Warren!

Don't try to remember
everything.

Just relax. Let your
subconscious do the work.

Here comes everybody!

Everybody and their mother!

Eight thousand four hundred
fifty four.

If we don't get this door closed

you might make it
to ten thousand.

Well what do you think happens
when it gets to zero?

I mean really, how much worse
can things get?

- Ask her.
- We need that code!

Hey. Hey, Warren? Chief? Chief?

We need that door code!

Or a lot more ammo!

Warren, snap out of it!
We need the code!

Okay.

Typing in new launch codes.

Now what?

Where it asks for the geographic
area to be treated, select all.

Selecting all.

Who do you think
she's talking to?

I don't know.

What's in these?

The end of the world
as we know it.

And the beginning of a new world
we can't even imagine.

These two cylinders contain
enough chemical agent

to cover the entire
Northern Hemisphere.

Prevailing winds
will spread our cure globally

within a few years.

Once you start
the final countdown,

you only have three minutes
to change the cylinders.

But remember, whatever you do...

Warren! Warren, wake up!
We need your help!

- Murphy?
- We need the door code.

Eight, nine, zero, nine.

Eight, nine, zero, nine. Got it.

All clear!

It was Teller.

Doctor Teller?

He woke me up during my coma

to train me to stop Zona's plan
to launch Black Rainbow.

Hold on. You mean that dude
from Mercy Labs?

The one that The Man was after?

Yeah, he developed
an aerosol vaccine.

That's what's in the cylinders.

I've got to change them
for the cylinders of Black Rain.

Okay.

When I give you the signal,

you need to turn these two keys
to launch the drone.

At the same time,
you need the president's thumb

to push the red launch button
in the middle.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Mr. President, not now.

You need to keep an eye on him.

And what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna change the cylinders
on the drone.

I've got to go alone.

We go where you go, boss.

You can't ditch us now.

You got to stay here
and turn the keys.

Where I'm going,

no one can follow.

If you get to Newmerica, and
you find Addy, Sun Mei, or Red,

you tell them I love them.

And if I'm ever in a coma again,

don't wake me.

You're too late,
Lieutenant Warren.

Your actions have been noble,
heroic even,

but ultimately misguided.

Misguide this.

- We have to help her!
- She said to stay here!

He's shooting at her!

Nevermind.
Warren kicked his ass.

She's got the vaccine,
and she's headed for the drone.

We better get those keys ready.

We still got a situation here.

I'm out.

It's a tight fit just
for maintenance.

You wouldn't want to fly
in there.

Now remember, the red canister
goes in your right hand,

the blue in your left.
Where do the canisters go?

Red in my right,

blue in my left.

Blue goes in my left.

Left hand, blue canister first.

You're almost done, Roberta.
Just install the red cylinder.

What happened?

Our simulations indicate
there's a 78% chance

for release of some gas
during the loading routine.

That's why you have to do this
alone.

If I do this, I'm not
coming back, am I?

If you don't do this,
humanity's not coming back.

That's it. That's the signal.

We have to turn those keys.

Okay Mr. President,
it's showtime.

Hang on, Murphy.

Doc, you turn the left key.
Sarge, you turn the right.

- Wait for my signal.
- I got it. Go. Go.

We got to wait till Warren
clears out of there first.

She said to wait for the signal.
She signaled. We have to do this

Murphy!

Guys, we got a rabid puppy!

Doc, come on!

We have to launch! 10K!

I got this!

Turn the keys on three.

One!

Two!

Three!

Launch sequence initiated.

Countdown tminus three minutes
and counting.

Well that was fun.

What's happening?

Look.

That Zona bastard's still alive.

Warren doesn't see him.

I'm going in there.

Murphy, wait!

Warren said don't go in there!

Lieutenant Warren?

Lieutenant Warren?

Sorry about
the fire and brimstone.

We needed an image so strong

it would imprint
on your subconscious.

So we could bury your mission
commands deep in your psyche

where they'll be ready
when you need them.

Why the secrecy?

Some plans are best kept hidden,

even from ourselves.

What's that supposed to mean?

You're only one step from
completing your training. But

there's somebody who would like
to personally thank you

for your sacrifice.

Hello, Lieutenant Warren.

We've met before?

Many times.

I just wanted to come
and see you one last time

before we send you
off on your mission.

And to personally thank you
on behalf of everyone in Zona

for your heroic efforts
to make the reset

a reality.

Wait.

Who are you?

What reset?

My mission is to stop
Black Rainbow.

There's been a small change
of plans.

You are the savior of Zona.

By delivering Doctor Teller's
flesh eating bacteria

to the drone,

you help us cleanse the
remaining filth from this world,

and help us start anew.

And what makes you think

I'm gonna go along with this
reset plan of yours?

Warren, please...

My dear,

you don't have a choice.

I'm the reset.

Come on, chief. Get up!

My God.

Tminus two minutes and counting.

What the hell is she doing?

Whatever she's doing,
she better do it fast.

She's going back inside
the drone!

Tminus one minute and
45 seconds until launch.

Where the hell is Murphy?

Tminus one minute
and counting until launch.

Tminus 45 seconds.

Sixteen, fifteen, fourteen...

The drone is taking off
with Warren!

Ten seconds!

What do we do?

- Can't stay here.
- You got that right. Go, go, go!

- No!
- No!

The Black Rainbow.

Warren was right.

What the hell?

Are you okay?

It's beautiful.

Are we all gonna die?

Looks like it.

Surprise, surprise.

Saw that coming.

Do you think we should
make a run for it?

Nah. We'd end up
getting run over

by some giant wheel of zombie
cheese or some damn thing.

Maybe the reset
isn't such a bad idea after all.

Guess we'll find out.

Have

mercy.