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♪ Falling Skies 1x01 ♪
Live and Learn
Original Air Date on June 19, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

I was in school
when the ships came.

They were really big,

and they said that we
weren't gonna attack them

with the nuclear bombs

because they might have
wanted to be friends.

But they didn't want
to be friends.

Not at all.

And then there
was a bright light

that makes, like,
all electronics stop working.

Computers.

Radios.
Satellites.

Cars.
TVs.

Everything.

They blew up army bases,

ships, the Navy,
submarines,

and all the soldiers are gone.

Now moms and dads
have to fight.

After that, they blew up
all the capitals.

New York, Washington, D.C.,
Paris.

To all the major cities.

Then they came.

There were millions of them.
Trillions.

Everywhere.

We call them
Skitters and Mechs.

They killed grown-ups,
and they catch kids.

They put on harness things.

They put it on kids
and control them.

They say
it hurts a lot.

My parents went out
to get some help one day.

And I know
they're gone. They're dead.

Listen, it's okay to cry.

Drawing and talking about it
can make you feel better.

Matt, what have you
drawn here?

My mom.

She was going to get food once
and never came back.

And then we found her.

She was dead.

And then dad said
we had to leave our house.

And Ben was over
at Nick's house,

and we think
they might have got him.

But we're not for sure.

And this drawing?

That's with me
and dad and Hal.

It's all right.

You and your dad and Hal
are okay.

Well, they were okay
this morning.

But I don't know
about now.

They're fighting.

Go.

Go! Take the gas!

Bryan, Mechs!
Stay down!

Aah!

Get the food.

Aah!

Leave it.

Here they come!
Cover them!

Short bursts!
Short bursts!

Ugh!

Aah!

Get up!

Hal, in here.

Ugh.

Skitters.

Aah!

That's Jerrod's cousin.

No. No, don't.

No.
No, no, no, no, no.

Shh, shh, shh.

That's Jerrod's cousin.

Come on.
Come on.

Get up!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Mechs -- front.

The Colton Street barricade's down.
Skitters, too.

They're up to the common.
Both barricades there are gone.

We're falling back.
Back Bay is lost.

They take Back Bay,
they take the city.

No kidding.
Porter's calling us in.

Let's go.

South Boston! South Boston!
South Boston!

Quiet.

They got South Boston!
Skitters and Mechs.

Rear guard, come on!

We holding?

Who'd we lose?

Captain Jameson,
Jerrod's cousin,

and a bunch of guys
I didn't know.

Jameson's dead?
Who's gonna command the 2nd?

Excuse me.

You're back
from work early.

Tough day at the office.

We lost
the Widget account.

Oh, rats.

Bad?

Yeah.
They're up to Back Bay.

Any food?

Price of tuna's gone up.

Wait.

Matt drew these.

He's doing much better --
drew his whole family.

That does not
look like me.

Tom, Tom.

Porter wants to see you.

Back Bay was lost.

They let go in South Boston --
one of the big ones.

I told Reed small arms only.
He had those AT4s.

I guess he used them
and pissed them off.

Come on in, Tom.

Gents, the city's lost,
so we're on the move.

We're gonna split up,
go to ground,

where we can hide
and scavenge.

We can't leave the city.

They've got prisoners.
What about the harnessed kids?

Tom, you're not the only guy
with a kid that's M.I.A.

We're all
in this together,

and you've got two other sons
to worry about.

Okay, well, I have to agree
with him there.

We can't leave the city.

We've got no choice.

We picked this area clean
of weapons and food.

And those
skitter aerial sensors

are beginning to pick up units
of 500, 600 humans.

Well, I'll tell you
what we need to do.

We need to stay here,
and we need to fight.

Listen to me, Weaver.

We are splitting up
into units of 300 --

100 fighters,
200 civilians each.

I've already sent out
nine of these units.

You're the last three.

Anderson, I want you to take
the 10th Massachusetts

north along the shore
till you get to Marblehead.

Sam, you got Jeffries
as your second-in-command.

We'll move northwest along
route 3 till you get to Revere.

Weaver.

I'm giving you
the 2nd Massachusetts

to replace Jameson.

I'm also giving you Tom
as your second-in-command.

You move west, go to ground
somewhere around Acton.

What do we do when they start
picking up groups of 300?

Then we break up into smaller
units and we continue, Weaver.

Till it's armies of one and the
start picking us off individually?

Is that how we do it?

Listen, if you've got
a better idea,

I'd damn sure like to hear it.
Oh, I have a better idea.

We got a chance
right now.

That's what I'm trying
to tell you.

Now, I don't know how many
Skitters and Mechs the bastards left,

but it's a hell of a lot less
than it was

and a hell of a lot less
than it'll be

when the mother ships come back,
and they will.

We cannot fight these things
unless we know how.

I know how.
No, you don't.

Nobody knows how,
and that's the problem.

That's the reason we're gonna
split up, we're gonna run,

we're gonna hide,
and we're gonna survive.

Now, all the food stores
have been marked on your maps.

As of last week's recon,
they were all intact and secure.

I'm gonna have the med
and science people with me.

They're still working
on the harness situation.

Lost two more kids this morning

trying to get
the damn things off.

Now, that's it.

Any questions?

No, sir.

Get back to your people.
We move out in the morning.

I'll let you know
the exact time.

Jim, I think
you're making a mistake

to give Weaver
noncombatants -- I do.

Listen,
it had to be Weaver.

He's got eight years
active army,

he's got six years reserve,

and I saw him operate
in Desert Storm.

You, on the other hand,
Professor Mason,

have read a lot of books.

Hey, I'm not asking.

Now, I grant you that
a great deal of those books

were military history,
but I had to go with Weaver.

Understood.

There's a reason why you
are his second-in-command.

You do whatever
you've got to do

to defend those civilians.

I understand.

Good.

And good luck.

Yeah.

It's not over, Tom.

Okay, so, these guys

from the 5th Mass, okay,
down in Dorchester --

uh, out of ammo,

except for, what,
these two bullets

in a clip
in an old .45 automatic?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Right?

What then?
Yeah, come on. What happened?

Okay, so, the guy,

you know, he stands there
like bait, right?

Skitter moved in.

Right. Other guy from behind
the dumpster --

boom! Boom!

Head shot,
point-blank range.

You're dead. Dead.

That's one way to do it.

I'd do it like that.

Man, you would
wet yourself.

Fine, long as I get
that head shot in.

All right, man.
All right, man.

What are you
looking at?

That thing hasn't moved
since yesterday.

I was just wondering
how to get at it.

You know, find my way inside,
head upstairs,

find the lizard in charge,
and just kick some alien ass.

Personally,
I like the idea

of seven or eight
truckloads of C-4

driven in simultaneously
from different directions.
Mm-hmm.

Maybe a couple coming in
on boats across the harbor.

Boom.
Yeah.

How do the drivers
get out of there?

No, no, no, no.

You got it all wrong.

Outside of that thing's
gonna be like a fortress.

You need to get inside --
a trojan horse.

Or, like the World War I
sappers,

tunnel underneath it,

plant the biggest pile of TnT
you've ever seen

right under
the center of it.

Or like the Romans at Pontus,
when they were --

whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
There you go, Professor.

Professor kick-ass!

Yeah, well, tomorrow,
we kick ass...

Or maybe the day
after tomorrow.

All right, for now,

let's get that .50 squared away,
get some sleep.

We move out in the morning.

Think that'd work --
heading underground?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well, it has throughout history.

Alexander leading
the Macedonians.

What?

I don't know.

You think, dad,

maybe you could, uh, ease up
on the history lessons --

with the guys around,
at least.

Got it.

All right.

Sure, the 250's faster,
but it's just lousy off-road.

Yeah.

Little 175's better
for scouting,

but it's so damn loud.

Well, Scott thinks he can rig up
some sort of muffler for it,

and maybe the --
thought you might be hungry.

Yeah, I was worried
about you.

Oh, really wasn't
that bad.

Glad you're okay.

Yeah.

"I'm glad you're okay."

How long?

Just finishing up.

We got most of the stretcher
cases off already.

You're good.

For a pediatrician.

For any doctor.

Practice makes perfect.

There is a silver lining
in all of this.

Oh, yeah?

If this hadn't happened,

I'd be dealing with flu shots
and neurotic mothers.

I'd be grading midterms...

Or at least staring
at a stack of blue books,

trying to figure out
how to avoid them.

Hey, things
could be worse.

So, what are we doing?
Running? Regrouping?

I just hope Porter knows
what he's doing.

Retreat, regroup,
return...

Revenge.

Forget about
those Shopsmarts.

They're too close in --
traps for sure.

Our best bet is that Sundash
in Belmont.

Yeah, I agree.

You don't have to agree.
You just need to listen.

Those are my orders.
Yes, sir.

Okay, try it again.

You gonna get it going?

Almost there.
I just need to fix the --

You got 10 minutes.

I hated carburetors before
electronic fuel injection,

and I hate carburetors now.
Uncle Scott?

We've got 200 pounds
of medical supplies.

Into the car
or into backpacks?

In the car.
I'll get it going.

Backpacks. Backpacks.

All right, come on,
try it again.

Why are we leaving?

Going someplace better.

But tonight's the 8th.
It's my party.

Oh, sure thing,
your highness.

Hey, you had
a birthday party, too,

and it was
after they came.

We'll try to do a little
something when we get settled.

We're doing the best
that we can.

Hey.

Give him a break,
all right?

Okay, load them up.

What?

I know that house.

My husband has a piece
hanging there.

Painting?
A landscape.

One of my patients --
rich tech guy -- lived there.

To seal the sale, my husband
and I had dinner with them.

I remember going out
that evening,

and, uh,
my son was crying.

He was 3.

You know where we are?

This is Bartlett Hill.

About 400 years ago, this was
all Pennacook settlement.

Smallpox wiped them out.

Ever the history Professor.

Yeah, fat lot of good
tenure got me.

Oh, I wonder what will be here
in another 400 years.

Hopefully humans.

I wish more food.

Dad.

Every food store and cache

between here and Acton's
picked clean.

Too many of us.

If it was
just the fighters,

we could stretch
our provisions.

Well, it's not,
and we need food.

So it's one
of the Shopsmarts, then --

either the store
in West Newton

or the distribution center
in Watertown.

We can't go back,
not with this group --

too many, too slow.

Maybe half the vehicles,
half the fighters go back,

get the food,
and then they catch up?

Yeah.
That sounds great.

Who's gonna
lead them -- you?

Yes.

You want to go back?

Yes.

All right.

But I can only give you
the pickup and six fighters.

Weapons?

What you got and as many mags
as you can carry.

One of the RPGs?
No.

Some C-4?
No.

All right,
we'll make do!

All right!

The rest of us will follow
the commuter rail west!

We'll meet
at the Littleton Bridge!

Pick your squad!
Good luck!

Are you sure about this?

Take care of Matt.

- I will.
- You need a scout?

I want you to stay with the group.
You to stay with Matt.

Weaver's more likely to get me
killed than you are.

You need two scouts!

Yes, I do.

Why don't you find Dai and Click
and Anthony and one other,

see if they'll volunteer?

You go with her.

Thomas.

Dai, you in?

Yep.

Weaver's keeping
all the heavy stuff.

Is that right?

C-4? Where --
where did you get this?

Thanks.

So, you think there will be
a lot of them?

Come on, Jimmy.

Anthony, I need --

7.62. I need a mag.
You got?

I got. Here.

This could be fun.

You'll be there, right?

Will you give
this party thing a rest?

Yeah, I'm gonna try
to be there.

I already know
what I'm gonna wish for.

Oh, yeah? What?

Well, I can't tell you.

Sure you can.
I'm your father.

It's rule 619.
You can tell me anything.

Hand me that sleeping bag,
would you?

Are you sure?
Of course.

How else you think you're gonna
get what you ask for?

Well, I wish everything was
just back the way it was --

our house, my bike, school,
my ripstik,

and Ben...and mom.

I thought
you didn't like school.

Well, I like it now.

Dad, I just want everything
back the way it was.

Come here.

So do I.

So do I.

It's gonna get better.

So slow.

Faster than you,
up here.

Dream on.

Catch you later.

Okay.
See you later.

Thanks.

Hang in there,
old man.

We think there's food
here and here.

There's a store in West Newton

and a food distribution
warehouse in Watertown.

They're both Shopsmarts.

If there's food in them,
they're probably traps.

The main invader force

is either gonna come up
River Road or Blanchard Road.

We need to know which one.

I don't want a bunch of Skitters
and Mechs coming up behind us.

So, Hal and Karen, you guys got
to check that out.

You got to let us know
which way they're coming...

Mm-hmm.

...So we know
where to go.

And we'll be waiting
at the train station.

Got it.

Hey, Hal.

Do you, uh...

Need any more
hollow nose?

Hollow point?

Yeah,
that's what I meant.

Uh, yeah, I could use
an extra clip.

Mag?

Yeah,
that's what I meant.

What?

Just remembering.

What was it --
seven, eight months ago,

you wouldn't let me ride my bike
over to Julien's at night

'cause I didn't have
a bike light.

Now you're offering me
extra ammo.

Things change.

Yeah.

Uh...some things don't.

Be safe.

Yeah, you too.

Somebody tried
to take it off of him.

Killed him.

He's about the same age
as Ben...

...My son.

Ben?

Ben?

Which way
are they coming?

Ben's alive.
I saw him.

I saw him.

What?

He's harnessed,
but he's alive.

Are you sure
it was him?

Dad, he's alive.

Come on,
we got to go get him.

All right, we'll screw
this food thing.

We got to go get him
right now.

Whoa.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Dad, it's Ben.
We got to go get him.

I'm in.
Me too.

How many Skitters?
How many Mechs?

There's like half a dozen
in front

with Ben
and the other harnessed kids.

And more coming up
after them.

You said
hundreds in airships.

Who cares?

All right? It's Ben.

I'm there. Let's go.

No, it's too many.
That's way too many.

No, no. We got -- we got
to stick to the mission.

We got to take the food
to the group,

and then I'll get Ben.

No. I'm going to get him
right now with or without you.

No. Hal!

Hey, no.

Get off. Let go of me!

You think I don't want
to go get him right now?

He's my son!
And you're my son!

And Matt is
back there alone!

Aah!

Do you think I want him
to hear

he's lost his other brother
and his father?

We do this the right way,
or we all die!

We get the food,
we bring it to the group,

and then we'll get Ben --

together, you and me.

All right.
We'll do it your way.

Which way
are they coming?

Blanchard.

That's the Watertown Shopsmart.
I know it.

Click, grab that box.

That's the building.

There's a road here.
There's a road here.

We're gonna do our recon
from here.

We'll wait till it gets dark.

Then I go in first
with Dai...and Hal.

If it's clear,
then you guys come in,

we get the food, we get
the hell out of there.

If it's not clear?

If it's not clear,
if it goes bad,

then I want you guys
to take off

at the sound
of the first shot.

Don't wait for us.
You go, and you go fast.

Take the bikes, you take the truck,
and you go to Upland Park.

And go
to the Littleton Bridge.

But w-what
if it's a trap?

Well, we'll see.
Dover was.

That was a Skitter
and two Mechs.

The grocery store in J.P.

Had three Mechs
and two Skitters.

We're never gonna beat them,
are we?

They die, just like us.

Just got to get close.

Listen, I know
that you're scared

and I know it doesn't seem
like it, but we can beat them.

We don't have
to kill them all.

We just got
to kill enough of them.

If we can make it too costly,

too painful for them to stay,
then they'll leave.

They're wolves.
We got to be porcupines.

If we can hurt them,
they'll leave.

It hasn't worked so far.

Well, it will,
'cause it has before.

History is full
of inferior forces

creating so much trouble
that the invading army leaves --

the Athenians at Marathon,

the, uh, Scots against
the British at Stirling Bridge,

and our revolution
fought right here...

...Red Sox/Yankees, '04.

We can beat them.

All right, Anthony, you and
Jimmy guard this entrance,

load the food
as it comes in.

You guys come with me.
Karen, grab that cart.

Okay.
Come on.

We can do this.
We'll be all right.

Go.

Got it? Here.

Ugh!

Hal,
get out of there!

I wonder
what it's thinking.

Nothing now.

Let's go.

They're back!

Thank you.

Well, what took you
so long?

How much did you get?

A truckload,
enough for a few days.

Hmm.

Hal,
why don't you stay?

You guys wait outside.

My son Ben is alive.

What?
Hal saw him.

Did he?

We're not going back.

Our next objective
is the Acton Armory.

I know.

And after we take
the Acton Armory,

I'm gonna be weaponing up
and going back to get him.

So am I.

Are you?

Well, I'm your
commanding officer.

And we're not going back.
You're not going back.

What would you do
if you had the chance

to get your kids back?

He's my son.

You'll never kill enough of them
to get him back.

They die, just like us.

You just have
to get...close.

So, you got to make a wish
and blow it out quick,

'cause it burns out fast.

You know what the wish is.

You sure that's okay?

Yeah.

Yay.
Happy Birthday.

It's all yours.

Matt, I'm sorry.
I don't have anything.

Dad, what's the matter
with you?

What?

You forgot the thing --
the thing we got for him.

You're going senile.

It's from dad.

I know what this is.

A ripstik.

Ride, fool.
We only got 10 minutes.

All right.

It's time to go!

All right!
We're moving out.

I want to make the great meadow
by dark.

We're gonna set up camp there.

There's good cover there.

Karen, you're forward.
Hal, you flank.

Let's go.

♪ Falling Skies 1x02 ♪
The Armory
Original Air Date on June 19, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

Mech tracks.

Armory could be a trap.

Those weapons
better be worth it.

It's about six hours old.
That's when the rain stopped.

Those ones are empty.

Okay,
who's got the ball?

Right here.

Think you can get it that far,
old man?

$5 million says you can't hit
the front steps.

You make that a stick of gum,
we got a bet.

All right, buddy, you ready?
Ready for this?

Nemo, come back!

Go, go, go!

Matty.

It's time to get up.

If I see him, I'll let you know.
I'm sorry.

What was that?

Word's out I saw harnessed kids
before we hit the Shopsmart.

They want to know
if I saw their kid.

Aw, man.
Oatmeal again?

We passed a Denny's.
Maybe you can get a grand slam.

Bite me.

Not much of a morning person,
are you, Matthew?

Come on, you go get in line.

I'll catch up to you.
I have to go report in.

You gonna go look
for Ben tonight?

That's the plan.

I found some sticks
in the basement.

Want to play catch later?

After school?

No sign
of any Skitters,

but wherever there's
a Mech...

Weapons inside?

Didn't go in.

Didn't feel it was worth taking
it on and attracting Skitters.

You were to be discreet.

Well, we had a little breakdown
in discipline.

We drew fire.

Who?

Jimmy.

He's a good fighter.

13 years old.

Go back tonight.
Find out for sure.

No, our agreement was that
we would be going after Ben

once we scouted
the armory.

Which you haven't done.

You're right.

That said, just like
the food stores

and the pharmacies
that we've seen,

it's probably empty, and the Skitters
are just staking it out.

And you're probably right,
but we need to know.

Hey, this isn't
what we talked about.

You find a better place
to make camp?

I scouted City Hall.

Too many windows,
buildings all around.

I saw a factory
on the edge of town

might work, though.

I'm guessing you didn't see
any harnessed kids.

You know
how much I want to.

All right, let's go.
Come show me on the map.

Captain Weaver.

Dr. Glass.

Couldn't help but notice

all your people are
sleeping in houses

while the rest of us
are in tents.

My fighters need the best sleep
they can get,

and we need to be able
to get the civilians

out of here fast
in case of attack --

wouldn't be feasible
if everyone was in houses.

Well, maybe we take
a few houses

and rotate
some people through.

What, are you
their leader now?

There's no leader.

I'm a doctor,
and doctors hear things.

Well, doctor,
you tell your patients

that if they're dissatisfied,
they're free to leave.

If they want the protection
of my soldiers,

they can minimize the whining
and be grateful for the oatmeal.

They're not just eaters.

They know that's what your soldiers
say about them sometimes --

they're eaters.

They contribute
to the fight.

They cook. They fix clothing.
They haul trash.

Dr. Glass,
a few years from now,

when the Skitters
have been wiped out

or sent back to
the undoubtedly hideous planet

that they call home,

the concerns of the civilians
will be addressed.

Until then,
there's no time for this.

Dear lord.

I did not come here
to get in an argument.

Uncle Scott wants
a word with you.

He has some thoughts
on the aliens

he thought
might be useful.

Happy to talk to him
after I get a little food.

Oh, what I wouldn't give
for an egg...

Some bacon...
A hash brown.

White or wheat?

English muffin,
fork-split,

with enough butter
that would make

a doctor such as yourself
worry about my heart.

Ha!

You know, you never gave
your opinion.

On?

The rights
of the civilians.

I don't think I've ever been
to Acton before.

It's a nice town.

Civilians versus the military --
it's an age-old question.

What side
do you come down on?

I think civilians are
a liability and a hindrance.

And I also feel

that they're the best motivation
we have to fight.

No!

This way!

Just kick it!

Kick it! Yeah!

Come on!
Come on, guys!

Here you go.

Biology.

Biology.

Biology, biology --

it's from a Greek word
meaning "Life discourse."

That's from the dictionary.
But you know what it is to me?

To me, it is the study
of the most miraculous gift

that has ever been bestowed
on us.

It is the study of the wonder
and the beauty and the mystery

that is life itself,

and to study it is to --

well, is to learn humility

and responsibility
and gratitude, right?

Yeah, Matt?

We're not grateful
for Skitters.

No. No, we are not grateful
for Skitters, right?

And we're not grateful for
parasites or cancer, either.

But they are part of life,

and we're grateful for the
chance to study them, right?

And hopefully by studying them,
we'll be able

to better figure out
how to kill them, right?

Right?

Yep.
You bet.

I had a class of,
uh -- of older kids,

and I had them brainstorming
about the aliens.

And they came up
with mostly, you know,

the stuff that we
all talked about --

that the Skitters
must come from a planet

similar to ours, and...
Mm-hmm.

...That they have a wide range
of temperature tolerance.

Anyway,
this one girl came up

with something
that made me think.

She said, you know, whenever
we've dreamed up robots,

we've always imagined them
to sort of be

basically like ourselves --

a head,
two arms, two legs.

But the Skitters
have six legs.

And yet, their robots,
the Mechs, are bipedal.

Now, why wouldn't
they build robots

that look like themselves,
you know?

Well, chances are

they've been studying the Earth
for a while.

Maybe they built Mechs
that way

to have a bigger
psychological impact on us.

Maybe, huh?

Hey, Hal.

Those harnessed kids
you saw the other day --

they were headed west?

Yeah, but they may have changed
direction after I saw them.

Hey, you, uh, never asked
if I saw your son.

I figured you'd tell me
if you had.

After I saw Ben, you know,
I just --

I didn't see
anything else.

We'll be going out tonight.
I'll be looking for him.

Well, when you go,
I'd like to go with you.

All right.

Hey,
do you need a hand?

I got it, but thanks.
Okay.

You could take mine.

Uh, oh. Okay.

She's kidding.
I am?

You are. Right?

O-okay.

Um...

Hey, I saw you walk in
past the outpost sentries.

You looked tired.

What were you doing
by the outpost?

I was in the church
on the corner, praying.

It's episcopalian, not catholic,
but it's close.

I wonder if the Skitters
have a God.

I-I know a lot of people
have lost their faith,

but mine is stronger
than ever.

Good for you.

The next time you get
on your knees and pray,

could you see
if the big guy might get us

an operational B-2 bomber
loaded with nukes?

I don't pray for God
to give me things.

I don't think
that's how it works.

Then what do
you pray for?

I ask God to show me
what I could do for him.

Wonder who she was --

girl who lived here.

Well, maybe she's
still alive.

She liked
"Harry Potter."

Dad used to read these
to me.

I'd always fall asleep.

He read them all to Ben.

Lucky Ben.

Maybe Lourdes
could read them to you.

Oh, for --
she's just being nice.

She's just trying to get
in your shorts.

Karen.
Oh, don't play dumb.

I'm sure you had
plenty of experience

with the female admirers
back at school.

I played lacrosse.

Football players
got the groupies.

Hey, you know there's
no competition, right?

Hal, change of plans.

Whoa!

Uh, get a room.

We got a room.
Could you knock?

Just wanted
to let you know

we're going back
to the armory tonight.

We're going to look
for Ben.

Weaver wants us
to make sure

that there's
no weapons there.

There aren't any.
They're using it as bait.

We're gonna go
make sure.

We'll get Ben
tomorrow night.

Well, I'll go with you
when you do.

- Me too!
- Count me in!

Thin walls.

I guess everybody
hears everything.

We'll find him.

Yeah.

All right.

Jimmy, come here
a second.

You're gonna sit this one out,
all right?

Because I screwed up?

Tom needs someone bigger
in case they find weapons.

That'll be me.
Okay?

Good.
Get some rest.

All right.
We ready?

You're a good soldier,
Jimmy.

Lights out!

What the hell?
Is it Skitters?

Not gonna die.
Not gonna die, hear?

Oh! Oh, Johnny, man,
I've been hit, buddy.

I've been hit, bro.
What the hell happened?

What do you think happened?
I've been shot!

'Cause you shot first!
No, I didn't. I didn't.

Shut up! We're supposed
to do this on the quiet.

I was quiet!

Shut up a second!

There's no way the robot
didn't hear that gunfire.

What do you want?

Well...You...
And your guns.

Listen.
You hear that?

Now, you start firing,
robot comes in,

whereas
you don't do what we say,

we will start picking you off
without so much as a whisper.

So you have a choice.

Put down your guns
and come with us.

Why don't you shine
a light on yourself,

let me see
who I'm talking to?

Why don't I shine a light
on these two instead?

Put down
your guns now,

or these two
get skewered.

Whitey, Cueball, get Billy.
Let's go.

Come on.

Okay, go, go, go!

Aah!
Just take it easy.

We're taking the access tunnels
to home base.

Aah!
Just watch my leg!

Easy!

Ugh! Get it off!

Come on, man, get it off.
Come on.

Are you gonna dose me up?
Come on, buddy.

Here it comes, Billy.
Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

Here it comes.
Here it comes.

You ready?

Yeah, yeah.

You got that?
Attaboy.

How's he look,
Whitey?

He's bleeding hard
in the leg.

Probably nicked
an artery.

Severed it, he'd have
bled out already.

Use your belt.
Bind it tight.

Any of you happen to be

a board-certified microsurgeon,
fix my brother?

Then what good are you?

So, where you from?

Cambridge.

And how are things
in Cambridge these days?

Worse than
they are here.

What are you, family?

Well, obviously not all.

No. Just came together
a couple months ago.

You part
of some resistance?

No.

Just a group of people
trying to survive.

Then where'd you get
the weaponry?

Dead cops,
National Guard.

So, what do we got?

Papa Smurf,

sexy freedom-fighter girl,

strapping young man,

black...
Looks like a gangbanger,

and a...oriental
of some sort.

We'll take the girl
and the boy. The black?

Hell no.
Hell no. Unh-unh.

What about
the chinaman?

Asians are good
at fixing things.

That's true.

We're not gonna
let you drive.

Which brings us
right back...

to Papa Smurf.

See, now, I'm figuring,

since you're the only one
willing to speak up,

that you're their leader.

We need
another leader, boys?

Nah.
I didn't think so.

W-we can get you
more guns.

Where?

I thought you were all
just a bunch of strangers

thrown together by fate.

We're with the resistance. We're
part of the 2nd Massachusetts.

The what?

The 2nd Massachusetts?

Well,
how Revolutionary War.

So, what do you got,

fife and drums,
tri-cornered hats?

No. We have guns.

Hey!

What you have, punk,

is a .50-Cal mounted
to the back of a GTO.

You got 111 fighters
and 200 civilians

camped out
in the big meadow.

I've been watching you...

for two days.

That's why we were
staking out the armory.

Figured you'd be looking
for guns.

I'm not gonna kill
your old man.

Ugh!

Now, he is
your old man, right?

I can't imagine you shouting out
like that if he wasn't kin.

You know what?

We're not gonna
kill anybody.

Not yet.

You're all
way too valuable.

So, here's
what we're gonna do.

We're gonna make a deal.

You lot for the .50-Cal
on the back of that car.

Maggie.

Darling, please escort
young Prince Charming here

back into town

so that he can bring
the terms of our deal

to the supreme
allied commander

of the 2nd Massachusetts.

So, what were you...

You know...before?

I taught history --
B.U.

History? What kind of --
kind of history?

The Sumerians on up,
what?

American.

American?

So, how's
the resistance going?

Just getting started.

You honestly
believe that?

I do.

History buff such as yourself
ought to know better.

I taught
the American Revolution.

You know
how that turned out.

Yeah.

But is that
the right, uh --

what do you call it --
analogy?

Instead of us
being the Colonials

and the aliens
being the Redcoats,

isn't it more like
we're the Indians

and they're the never-ending
tide of humanity

coming in from Europe?

How'd that work out
for the Indians?

Well, if you don't see
any hope...

Why don't I
just eat a gun?

Well...I'll tell you,
Professor,

and this may come off
as a little insensitive,

considering the 90% of mankind
that's already gone to the grave.

But the arrival
of these evil creatures

is the best damn thing
that's ever happened to me.

See, we've been on a bug hunt
the last six months,

and we've been
having a blast.

Maggie. Is that your name?
No.

Huh.

I could have sworn

I heard him say
that your name was Maggie.

You heard wrong.

I want you
to consider something.

And I want you to shut up.

You should join us.
We're fighting back.

Shut up...now.

Are you stupid?

I figured
it was worth a shot.

You do anything
like that again,

and I will use the gun.

Get up.

Turn around.

Bag.

Walk.

What do you call them...
Spidery bastards?

Skitters.
That's good.

We call them Cooties,
you know,

like the, uh...
kids' game.

Well,
before the Cooties came,

I was always going up
against cops

and, you know,
people like me.

But you go around killing people
today, even the bad guys,

and people tend to get
a bit uptight.

But Cooties --
it's open season on them.

You killed any?

A few.

How?

Rifle.

Shoot for the head?

It seems to do the trick.

Well, I hate to be the one
to tell you, friend,

but you've been going
about it all wrong!

You don't shoot
for the head.

You take out
a couple of legs.

You slow them down.
It weakens them.

Then you take
the head shot.

You ever go one-on-one?

This one I did solo.

Thought I was gonna die,
but I didn't -- it did.

You ever take down a ship?

The Cooties
and their robot friends

respond to sound, right?

The ships -- they go off heat.
You know that?

Mm-hmm.

Well, we raided
the armory, right?

We got ourselves
a genuine bazooka, right?

And we're like,
"all right."

So we -- we peel
this engine block

out of an old Volkswagen, right,
and we set it on fire.

It gets hot enough,
magnesium just, you know,

ignites, like staring
into the heart of the sun.

Having a few beers,
lo and behold...

In comes
this airship, right?

Billy takes a bazooka,

gets a Cootie bird
in its sights,

lets a shell fly.

It arcs.

I mean, it's going --
I don't know.

The ship must have sensed
something, right?

It must have sensed it,

'cause it -- it just deked
out of the way.

That would've been sweet.

Hey, you think
I could have a beer?

Why the hell not?

Don't go anywhere.

You've got one hour.

Do you know them?

No.

Wonder what happened
to them.

As far as I heard,

people from this area

were herded to the camp
in Stockton.

Then nuked.

After the kids
were taken.

What can I do
for you, Doc?

I had some more thoughts
on the housing.

Mm.
You're still on that.

Actually, yes, 'cause
it's still not fair.

You back already?

We have a problem.

Where's your father?

Don't do
anything stupid.

Come on,
I just want a beer.

It's cold.

Yeah.
Ain't we civilized?

Got ourselves
and old, uh, fridge there

running off our genny.

Yeah.

So, he your only kid,
the one I sent back to town?

No, I have two other boys.

They with you?

One is.
The other one's harnessed.

Damn.

You know where he is?

Yeah, he was seen
in a group

a couple days ago,
headed this way.

Well, you know,

Maggie saw some of them
down by the hospital.

Maybe he's with them.

You know, if I were you...

I would find him,

and I would put him
out of his misery.

That's no way to live.

You have kids?

Boy and a girl.

They, uh -- they're with
their mother in Florida.

I suppose I should use
the past tense now.

So, when you gonna do it?
When you gonna make your move?

Excuse me?

You've been, uh,
eyeballing Billy's sidearm

since you got here.

That obvious, huh?

I tend to notice
little things like that.

You know...
Here, I'm thinking

we're having
this good conversation,

yet you had
ulterior motives.

What would you do?

So, you don't have

a lot of good conversation
with your men, huh?

You kidding?

Last book any of them read
had a dog named spot in it.

Maybe you should join us.

Join who?
The resistance.

You kidding?
Mnh-mnh.

And why would I do that?

I can guarantee
good conversation.

And what do you get?

Apparently, you know
how to kill Skitters.

You know what,
Professor?

You kill me.

I don't know what kind
of fairy tales

you've got going on in that head
of yours about saving the Earth,

but the way I see it...

There ain't no place
this is going but down.

One's bleeding out.
Click shot him in the leg.

You mean before he died?

Is that supposed
to make me feel better?

Mike, get in here.

Do you need me to leave?

No. You stay.

Tom and his team were taken
hostage by a gang of outlaws.

Click's dead.

It wasn't my dad's fault,
all right?

It was a trap.

Yeah, they want
to make a deal.

We give them the .50,
they give us Tom and his team.

How do we
make the trade?

We don't.

What?

You don't understand
what's happening, do you?

We start negotiating with them,
they will bleed us dry,

if they don't just hit us now,
which they probably will.

Schlatter and O'Neill,
get in here!

You go wake up
your civilians.

They need to be ready
to move in 10.

Oh -- oh,
we're just gonna run?

You want to go fight them?
Me too.

You have any idea
where they are?

You had a bag
on your head.

They were in an auditorium.
It looked like a school.

Oh, do you have any idea how
many schools there are in Acton?

Because I don't.

All right, we'll just go
to this factory that you found.

It's gonna have to do.

The guy put a gun
to my father's head.

He's gonna kill him.

If all I had were fighters,

we would go
and we would find him,

but I have 200 civilians
to worry about.

Now, after we get
all of them safe,

we will go look
for your father.

I'm going now.

No, you're not.

Mike, take him next door.

Watch him
till it's time to go.

Sound the alarm.
We're moving out.

Civilians.

Please, Mike,
you got to let me go.

It's a damn shame.

I know, but it doesn't have
to be.

I meant...
It's a damn shame

how you were able to overpower
me and take my weapon.

Should I hit you, like,
make it look good?

No.
No, you should not hit me.

Just --
just block the door.

All right.

I'm gonna leave
your rifle here.

No, take it.

That girl
that brought me here --

if she saw me with a gun,
I think she'd shoot me.

I may be able to help you.

Okay.

Where is she?

I don't know.

Where's the .50?

I'm a doctor.

I understand one of your men
is badly wounded.

I take you there,
you may never leave.

It's all we've got.

Is it bad or wicked bad?

Oh, it's wicked bad, bro.

Do you want me
to load you up again?

Yeah, man, dose me up.
Dose me up.

Oh, this does not look like
it's gonna make me very happy.

You tell me you have
that GTO in the parking lot,

or I am gonna be
very...disappointed.

I'm a doctor.

I might be able
to help your brother.

What kind of doctor?

The only one you've got.
Is that him?

Hold on.

If I fix him,
will you let us leave?

You fix him,
I'll let you live.

Whoa.
What -- what happened?

Easy, easy.

Dr. Quinn, medicine woman, here
just stitched up your artery.

She stopped the bleeding.

You're gonna be okay,
all right?

You got the tube?

Yeah.

How about the shells?
Yep.

Where you going?

To rob
the 2nd Massachusetts.

You sit this one out.

Yeah, you think?

I'm leaving you, Maggie,
and Cueball.

Anybody tries anything,
pop them.

Hey, you know me, huh?

Yeah, that's why I'm leaving
Maggie and Cueball --

so you don't do it
just for laughs.

Well, that's no fun!

Move, move! Everyone move this way!
Let me understand this.

I'm supposed to believe

that you let a 17-year-old
get the better of you?

Is that what I'm
supposed to believe?

When we get safe and settled,
there will be consequences.

Defensive positions!
Far tree line now!

You in charge?

I am.

You the one
took my fighters?

I did.

You better tell your people

to put down the weapons
and run.

Like hell.

If I give the signal,

my guys will open up
on your civilians.

You give any kind
of signal whatsoever,

it'll be the last thing
that you do.

Listen, chief.

A patrol ship is gonna pick up
on those flares,

and when they do,

they're not gonna fire nukes,
but they will hit hard,

and anyone still left
in this meadow...

will be killed.

I'm not asking
for your rifles.

I got enough of that to last me
the next 10 years.

All I'm asking for is the food
you have right now,

the .50 Cal,
and that sweet little GTO.

In exchange, I give you
your friends back.

Leave the food.

Go!

Yes, sir.

I will get you.

Get up.

He's talking to you.

I said get up!

That's it.

Now turn around.

I want to see what we got.

Look at you.

You are a pretty one.

We're gonna have ourselves
a good time, you know that?

Hey.

Is Billy gonna live?

What?

Yes, uh, if he
doesn't get infected.

Hey, what are you
asking her that -- ugh!

Ugh!

After they grabbed me
three months ago, Billy...

Let's just say
he deserved to die.

Cueball thought he was better
'cause he brought chocolate.

He wasn't.

Let's go, let's go!
Come on!

Let's go! Ándale!

Just leave it!
Let's go!

All right,
what's that?

Who's firing
those guns?

It's Tom.

You have to get everyone
to follow us

take them, Mike.
Take them.

Let's go.

What the...

Take the .50 now!

All right,
on the .50!

Go!

Cease fire, cease fire,
cease fire!

Can you hear me, Pope?!

My ears are still ringing,
but...Yeah!

Those my own guns
you're firing at me?!

They are!

You better run,
Professor!

Ships are gonna target
the flares.

You're in the middle
of the flares.

What are my options?

Join or die.

Just like the revolution, huh?
Just like.

Well, tell you what --
why don't we just sit tight?

We'll see how the, uh --
see how the air strikes go.

If that's how you want
to play it.

I drive,
you follow close, okay?

They can't see you,
they can't shoot you.

Well, I guess you got me
after all.

Get out.

One wrong move,
I take your head off.

I believe you would.

Come on!

Captain.

You get Click's body?

We did.

We'll bury him tomorrow.

This was no good today.

We almost lost you,
your squad,

and Hal and Anne
were reckless.

Hal's young.

He just did what he did
to save his father.

Anne's a civilian,

and we don't want
lose our doctor.

As for you, you got your team
taken hostage.

We almost lost our best weapon
and a lot of our food.

And we almost lost them
to a bunch of criminals

with A.K.s
and road flares.

This time, it worked out,

but there's a reason
we have a chain of command,

and you better damn well
make sure people follow it.

You can start
when you get back.

Thanks.

I said you could go look
for your son

after you checked out
the armory.

Do you have any idea
where he is?

Uh, that woman that was
with Pope -- Margaret --

said she saw some harnessed kids
out by a hospital.

I thought we'd start there.

I'll give you three days.

Well, good.

And there's something you can do
before you leave.

There's your prisoner
right here.

His cell
should be ready by now.

Go ahead and escort him.

What are you
gonna do with me?

Oh, that hasn't been
decided yet.

What about Maggie?

She wants to earn her
citizenship in the 2nd Mass

by being a fighter.

Should've taken me up
on my offer.

And join
your tattered remnants?

I'll take a rest
for a little while.

Being the leader of a
post-apocalyptic gang of outlaws

has been exhausting.

Hey.

Thanks for coming today
with Hal.

You'd do it for me.

Yeah, I would.

Dad.

Got to go.

Good sticks?

Not bad.

Ready for that game of catch
you promised?

There you go.
Good throw.

Good catch.

That's it.

Got to work
on your off hand.

My off hand's
better than yours.

I wasn't talking to you.

Our old man --
he's losing that form.

Pick this up
when we get back.

Gonna go find Ben?

That's the plan.
We're gonna bring him back, too.

So why don't you go inside
and get a little rest?

Which way?

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