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- Dad, it's Diego.
- What?

Don't you worry,
baby bear.

We'll get him
safe and sound.

Matt,
you about ready, soldier?

Yes, sir.

Come on, Matt.

That's the way
to get it done, son.

That's the way
to get it done.

Yeah.

Alpha-Alpha...
Phase one complete.

You stand by...

Three...

Two...One...

Let's go! Let's go!

Ready, newbie?
Yep.

Locked and loaded!

Affirmative!

Nice one, Benji.

Stop calling me that.

You love it.

No, I hate it.
No, you love it.

Diego! Diego!
It's Jeanne!

Don't you recognize me?

He doesn't. Trust me.

We have to get him
in the truck now.

Yes, sir.

That was easy.

Yeah. Piece of cake.
Button it, the both of you.

Aw, come on, Cap.
The fat lady just sang.

Let's celebrate.

It's colonel now, Pope.

And, besides,
it ain't over until --

It's over.

♪ Falling Skies 3x01 ♪
On Thin Ice
Original Air Date on June 9, 2013

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

Take cover!

Come on!

Behind you!

Maggie!

What the hell is that?!

Aah!

Wait for it!
Fire!

Aah!

I'm out of ammo!

I'm out! I'm out!

Oh, I got to get me
one of those.

Come on, Matt.

Let's go see your dad.
Jeanne.

Everything secure, Colonel?
More or less.

Wasn't the easy mission
we thought it was gonna be.

No?

No, we were compromised,
damn it. There's no denying it.

We were like fish
in a barrel

for those damn Mega-Mechs
or whatever the hell they were.

Looks like the Espheni have got
more up their sleeve than we realized.

What do you say
we get the hell out of here

before they figure out
what happened?

Copy that...Sir.

Great job, everybody!

What do you say
we all go home?

Let's move out!

Glad to see you made it back
in one piece...Mr. President.

Please don't call me that.

That's what you are,
sir.

And I'm begging you not to
go off on any more missions.

It's, uh... It's too dangerous.
Thank you, General.

I've been trying to
tell him that for months.

Miss Peralta.
Professor Mason.

For once, I agree
with General Bressler here.

The deal, as I recall,
was that, if elected,

I wouldn't be stuck behind
a desk or called President.

Yes, but that's the --
I fight.

We all fight until
the last damn alien occupier

is off the planet.

I don't think I can be
any clearer than that.

No, sir.

I want all key
military personnel

to meet in the war room
in one hour.

Yes, sir.

How about Anne?
Any word from her yet?

I think I would have led
with that, no?

I suppose
you would have.

How about Arthur?
How's he holding up?

Professor Manchester?
Happy as a clam,

doing what he loves best --
chairing committee meetings.

Better him than me,
that's for sure.

Matt,
great job out there.

Yes, sir. I couldn't have
done it without him.

Yeah, but --

Hey, no buts about it, son.
You were outstanding.

It's just -- I wish I could have
gotten in a kill or two.

That's all.
Hey, Matt!

Let's go!
Hang on.

See you,
dad and Colonel Weaver.

Soldier.

See you in the war room, Dan,
in about an hour?

You can count on it,
Tom --

uh, sir, Professor --
Mr. President.

What exactly am I
supposed to call you now?

"Tom" will do.
Nothing's changed, Dan.

Oh, I'd say, in these past seven months,
plenty has changed.

Here.

Alley-oop.

Don't worry, hot wheels.

We'll make sure we don't
drop you on your head.

- Just be careful, okay?
- You got him?

Yep. We're good.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, okay.

All right, boys.

Don't mess
with me now.

I am mobile.

We really got our tails caught
in it back there, didn't we, Dad?

Not the best place
to talk about it, Son.

Yes, sir.
All right, girl.

I'll race you
back to the barracks.

You're on.

Ben, we could use your help
in the infirmary

with those harnessed kids.

Of course. We just need
to wrap up here.

All right.
I'll see you there. What?

You and your boys --
"The fighting Masons."

Oh, it's just --
I think it's cute.

So this
is the new order, huh?

The Mason administration --
friend to all...

Any old alien that just happens
to blow into our camp.

You say the word,
boss.

Mexico is looking better
to me every day.

I need to work on my tan.
What do you say, chief?

Not gonna be any better
down there -- I don't think so.

Look, we got alien battalions
just looking to fry our ass.

To hell with this.

I'm gonna go begin my beer
therapy a little bit early.

I'll be in the nest.

Diego.

Come on. Come on.

Are we almost ready,
Dr. Glass?

Just about.

You remember Diego?

Of course I do.
He's gonna be fine.

Let's go.
Grab his neck.

Fortunately, the harness
hasn't been on Diego very long,

so this should be
a fairly quick procedure

with a short recovery.

And it'll be
completely removed?

Mm-hmm.
Completely, painlessly,

and without side effects.

Almost.

Almost.

Got it.

Extracting now.

Hold tight.

Yes. All clear.
Coming in.

Easy.

Got it.
You got a tray?

He's gonna be fine,
Jeanne.

We're just gonna take him
to a recovery area.

Prep the next patient.
Yeah.

Welcome back.

It's good to be back.

Marina.
Dr. Glass.

So, can I talk you

into sticking around
for awhile --

at least
until our baby is born?

Uh, I think
I can arrange that.

What about you? Why are you
still working so close?

I hardly have a choice.

I'm the only one the aliens
taught to work this machine.

Still --
Professor.

One second.
Just take it easy, okay?

I promise.

Okay.
See you later.

Yeah.

Ten-hut!
Sorry I'm late.

As you were, gentlemen.

Somebody mind telling me

what our alien friend
Cochise is doing here?

The Volm are our allies,
and they deserve to have a voice

in any assessment
of our missions.

As my son Hal just pointed out,

we got our tails caught in it...
Big time.

Is that a fair assessment,
Colonel?

Fair enough, yes.
It had nothing to do

with Colonel Weaver's
meticulous planning.

It sure seemed to me
like they knew we were coming.

Damn straight.
Walked right into it.

First time ever on one of
these missions we were ambushed.

What are you saying, Tom?

We got some kind of an
infiltrator, some kind of spy?

A damn traitor?

This is the possibility
we have to consider.

And in this age
of alien doodads --

eye worms and the like --

it could be anybody
in the city of Charleston.

Or any thing.

I mean, we have Skitters
camped right next to us,

walking around our city
like nobody's business.

Rebel Skitters --
loyal to the cause.

Skitters nonetheless, sir,
who, not too long ago,

were indiscriminately
killing humans

at the bidding
of their masters.

Many of them have died side
by side with humans, General.

They have given us no cause
to doubt their loyalty.

Gents. Gents.

Can an old soldier put
his two cents worth in here?

Please do.

One year ago,
if you'd asked me

what our chances were
to win this fight,

I'd have said
slim to none.

Now it's seven months
down the track,

and we've done more than just
stick the occasional finger

in the enemy's eye.
We've put a hurt on him.

Yes, but in the long run,
you are not gonna get a--

General,
let me finish my thought.

In fact,
it's so effective

that the enemy has had to resort
to espionage as a counter.

And in my opinion,
that's good news.

Thank you, General.

I am pleased
to hear you say that,

and I agree with you
wholeheartedly.

It is indeed
most excellent...news.

I beg your pardon.

Is it not an appropriate moment
in which to comment?

It's quite appropriate.
Please continue.

Not only have the Espheni
resorted to espionage,

as General Porter
has pointed out,

but they have been forced

to deploy
their superior terrain droids,

usually reserved for more
technologically advanced forces.

You have unnerved the Espheni,
sir --

a worthy and unique
accomplishment, I assure you.

But there's been
no decisive battle!

But the Espheni know

and understand large offensives,
General.

What bedevils them is
our consistent skirmishing.

That makes no logical sense.

Well, human logic
is to be discarded

when at war
with extraterrestrial beings.

Well, we still have
this damn mole to deal with,

no matter what.

Agreed.

I suggest that
we appoint Arthur Manchester

to head an investigation.
Seriously?

He's got a head
for these things.

And he's the only one that
didn't have any prior knowledge

to the planning of the mission.

Thank you, gentlemen.

I'm glad you came,
Hal.

I wasn't sure
you got my message.

Loud and clear.

Hal, I've missed you
so much.

I've missed you more
than you can ever imagine.

Another nightmare?

Do you remember
what it was about?

No.

Well, it's got to
be something

to make you wake up
in a cold sweat.

I said
I don't remember.

Okay?
Okay.

Maybe you can talk to someone
at the clinic about it.

I don't need to talk
to anyone about it, okay?

What I need
is my wheelchair...

Which someone put
all the way

on the other damn side
of the room.

What are we doing today?
Another crazy day.

Citizens' forum
in two days?

That's right.

Public works committee?

That's --
that's Arthur's.

Not since you put
Dr. Manchester in charge

of this secret investigation
you have going.

I'm sure the rumor is
already out that we have a spy.

They are, so be prepared for
the forum to be less than fun.

Hello, Ben. Denny.
Got a minute?

Sure I do. What's up?

The leader
of the rebel Skitters

is requesting
a meeting with you.

Did he say
what it was about?

Just that he'd like you
to come to their camp tonight.

He can't come here?

They don't feel comfortable
within the city limits.

'Cause of
the anti-Skitter talk.

Anti-Skitter talk?

Fine. Tell him Colonel Weaver
and I will come see him tonight

when I get free here.

We'll tell him, Dad.
Thanks.

Professor.

He's doing much better.

I think so.

Yes.

Yeah, I mean, four months ago,
he couldn't move.

Considering that,
he's come a very long way.

And he's got
the right attitude, you know?

He certainly is
working hard.

I know.

It's just...

I mean, he's putting up
a good front and all, but...

He's been having these
nightmares the past few weeks.

Bad ones.

And he won't tell me
what they are, but...

I can tell
they're freaking him out.

Well,
like Dr. Glass said,

there's nothing
physically wrong with him.

But something
is wrong with him.

Something happened
to him.

I think it's something
she did to him.

Karen?

Yeah.

I'm not saying
it's not possible.

But we examined him
thoroughly...

As best we can,
anyway.

I know.

And we didn't
find anything.

I know.
Yeah.

Thank God he's had you

these past seven months,
though, Maggie.

He never would have made it
without you.

Hey, good-looking.

You want to dance?

Look, I just
want to say, um...

I'm sorry
for acting like such a --

Jerk?

Yeah. That.

All is forgiven.

Get back to work.

Yes, ma'am.

I can't begin to tell you
how pleased I am

that you agreed to meet
with me, Anthony.

Well, I don't know
how much help I can be, sir,

but Professor Mason did ask me
to meet with you,

and, well,
here I am meeting.

I'm given to understand

that you worked for
the Boston Police Department

prior to the invasion.
Yes, sir.

Five years in blue.

Five years
undercover narcotics.

Impressive.
Thanks. I guess.

We have a situation --
a bad situation.

You mean
with the spy.

You know about it?

There isn't a soul
in Charleston that doesn't.

And, frankly, people are
pretty upset about it.

Well, I've been tasked
with the job

of investigating the mole,

and, frankly, I could use
someone with experience.

I'm not sure if busting a couple
of small-time drug dealers

qualifies me for espionage work,
Dr. Manchester.

Besides...how do you know
I'm not the spy?

Well, I don't, actually.

Well...

...I'll tell you
why I'm not the spy.

Motive.

It's the first thing
you look for.

What in the hell
would my motive be

for helping the same bugs

I've been trying to kill
for two years?

I see your point.

Uh, there...
are some files

that I would like you
to take a look at.

And here's the list.

There are a lot of names here
that I recognize...

Some I know really well...

Fought side-by-side with.

Yes, I'm afraid so.

What do you need me for?

Because I've got about 50
possible suspects on that list,

and to be candid, I could use
some help narrowing it down.

Thank you for coming
on such short notice,

Professor,
Colonel Weaver.

You said you had
something important to tell us?

We have received reports
that the Espheni are once again

preparing a major offensive
against Charleston.

Let them try.

They failed
the past three times.

I agree.
Thanks to the Volm,

our defenses
are stronger than ever.

Suddenly they want
to attack us?

Gluttons for punishment,
I guess.

They have put them
behind schedule.

The Espheni do not like
their timetables disrupted.

Glad to know we've been
making it tough for them.

True, but it bears repeating
that the humans

are not the ultimate target --
the Volm are,

and their troop ships
are heading toward your planet.

To destroy the Espheni?

So they say.

Thank you
for the advance warning.

We'll discuss the strategy
and inform you of our plan.

As always, we're standing by
to assist, Professor.

There is one more thing.

A new overlord has replaced
the one killed by you.

It is rumored to be
even more dangerous

and ruthless
than its predecessor.

That's hardly surprising.

Ordinarily, I would agree,

except that this
particular overlord is human.

Human?

Correct.

Karen.

What are you doing?

You fell asleep on top of the
bed with all your clothes on.

Oh, I was trying
to sneak in a nap.

It's been
a long couple of days.

I bet.

25 kids de-harnessed --
not one complication.

That's got to feel good.

It does. A lot.

I only wish we had
the Volm's technology

a couple years ago --
so many children lost.

How are you?

How is your day going?

The same -- crazy.

Miles to go before I sleep,
I'm afraid.

What?

This is Marina
and her scheduling neurosis.

This isn't Marina.

Somebody needs to stop
telling her to play White House.

White House and the president
have 20 square blocks.

Charleston's growing.

Refugees are coming in
every day.

There's got to be a feeling
of safety and security...

or it will all
end up in chaos.

I never thought
I'd say this,

but I miss being on the road,
being chased by Skitters.

It seems like
we had more time together.

I know.

I'll see you later.

It's just something
he needs.

Hey.
Hi.

You want to
grab a bite to eat?

Someone opened this
shawarma stand in Pope town

I've been dying to try.

I'm sure we could barter a couple
of house calls for a meal or two.

Honestly, I'm beat.

I'm gonna check on
that appendectomy in bed 17

and then crash in my bed
like a 10-ton weight.

I totally get it.
Rain check, then?

Yeah. Absolutely.

Hey, got it.
No, I got it.

Uh-oh.

My water broke.

Dad, Anne's having the baby --
n-now.

Tom, I think I've done it.
Done what, Arthur?

Narrowed the list down to
a dozen possible suspects.

Now, you're not
gonna believe it, but --

Uh, I-I can't
talk right now.

Anne's having the baby.

Oh. Oh.
It can wait.

It can wait.

A militia group from Wisconsin
spotted your camp

when they were crossing over
the Black Hills in Kentucky.

Kentucky? Really?
Mm.

We've been trying
to rescue

as many of the harnessed kids
as we can

ever since the new aliens
provided us with technology

to safely
remove the harness.

Did you know
I'd be there?

Every camp we went to,
I looked for you.

This time,
I got lucky.

Is that their place --
the new aliens?

That's it.
How many are there?

20, 25.

No one knows for sure,
since they mostly

stay in their bunker
or whatever they call it.

Where did
they come from?

Not exactly sure.

They told us their planet
had been invaded, same as us.

For hundreds of years,

they've been
chasing the overlords,

trying to liberate planets
they've tried to destroy.

Do you trust them?

Well, it's because of them
Charleston is safe.

They've given us new weapons
and strategies.

It's hard not to believe
what they say is true.

Who can argue
with winning?

But do you trust them?

They're aliens.

Who's to say they're any
better than the Overlords --

or worse?

Curfew is not
for another half an hour.

I want to
show you the horses.

So, he's a Butler?

Right.
From 19th-century England?

Yes.
Fighting what?

Grim reapers?
With his 10-year-old master?

He's 12.
Look, it's Manga.

It's weird,
is what it is.

Give me some plain old superhero
any old day.

No, no, no. You can't compare
comic books to Manga.

Says who?

Call, raise, or fold --
what's it gonna be, sweetcakes?

Raise.

Yes. Yes, Jim.
I'm telling you!

It was either the lobsters
or the elephant men.

Either one of them could have
tipped off the fishheads.

That's what I'm hearing.

Now, we should be kicking them
both out of town right now.

What are we waiting --
Lars, my boy.

Listen, I know you've had a long
and hard day in the trenches.

You mind if I offer just one
small, little piece of advice?

What?
Shut up! All right?

Keep that kind of stuff
you're talking

way down inside that thick skull
of yours, all right?

Save it
for your memoirs.

So, what -- are you
an alien lover now, Pope?

You got all the answers, huh?
That it?

You got all the smarts,
is that right?

No.

Tell you what.
I'll buy you a drink.

Huh?
On the house.

Everybody! Chill out!

All good things can be had
right here at the nest!

Welcome!

Lyle,
do me a favor

and buy those boys a round
on me, all right?

The cheap stuff.
Keep an eye on them, as well.

You got it, boss.
Thank you.

You should get some sleep.

I'm fine.
No, you're not.

We miss it?

No. Just my water broke.

Matt.

W-what?
Geez.

Sorry. I thought
she was having a baby.

That's fine, Matt.

You guys, it's gonna be
a long night -- trust me.

We could be here
for awhile.

Might be a good time
to break out the old --

Monopoly.
I'll go get the board.

Seriously?

It's kind of
a Mason family tradition.

Okay.

Oh, I didn't even
hear you come in.

Is it that time already?

So it's you?

Dad.

Look,
I'm no ballistics expert...

But it's a safe bet
Dr. Manchester was shot

with a gun
modified with Volm tech.

That narrows it down
to the military.

We're the only ones with access
to the modified weapons.

We should at least make sure
all those are accounted for.

Yes, sir.

This is my doing.

No.
Hell no, Tom.

You're not responsible
for this.

Arthur claimed
he was getting close --

that he narrowed down
the list of suspects.

That is possible, I suppose,
but if he wrote it down...

It's not here.

Which means his killer
took it with him,

which means
he must have been close.

Too close, I'm afraid.

Dr. Manchester was basically
a good man...

Sometimes misguided...

But his heart
was always in the right place.

Anthony,
I'm gonna need your help

to get
to the bottom of this.

If this is the work of the spy,
we need to know who -- and fast.

I'll do my best, but I
don't have much to go on --

just that list
that Dr. Manchester gave me.

That's a start.

General Porter.
Sir.

Coordinate with
General Bressler.

I want a full vetting
of all military personnel.

Yes, sir.
Keep Ms. Peralta in the loop.

It probably doesn't need to be
said, but I'll say it anyway --

we need to find this bastard

before anybody else
gets murdered

and any other mission
gets compromised.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I'm about to become a father.

Okay,
come on, Anne.

One more big push,
okay?

Oh.

It's a girl.

It's...a girl.

Oh. Come here. Oh.

Oh, hi, baby. Oh, baby.

Look at you.

Oh, hi.

Oh.

Before we begin
the traditional citizens' forum,

I hope you'll allow me
to announce the arrival

of our newest citizen
to the new United States --

Alexis Denise Glass-Mason.

Thank you.

We also lost a good man
this week -- Arthur Manchester,

whose legacy will live on
forever right here with us --

the citizens of Charleston.

He is just the latest casualty

in a war that's already
claimed more than we can count.

Our enemy is hell-bent
on our destruction.

They will accept nothing less

than our complete
and utter annihilation.

For two long years,
we have suffered

at the hands of our oppressors,

and yet, against all odds,
we have survived.

And in these last seven months,
we are finally winning!

Our alien allies, the Volm,
have given us superior weapons.

They've given us hope.
They've given us encouragement.

But our real weapon...

The weapon that will
ultimately gain us victory

is the strength and tenacity
of the human spirit.

I think
I'm gonna be sick.

Mexico, boss --
I'm telling you.

We ought to be
headed for Mexico.

Lyle, have you ever known me
not to have a plan?

No. Guess not.

I don't understand.
What am I doing here?

What are you doing here?

All I ever wanted
was for us to be together.

I've never stopped
thinking about you,

even after
the transformation.

Transformation?

When I became one of them.

You did something
to me.

I planted a probe...
in your cerebral cortex.

A simple device, really.

Why?

So we'll be connected
to each other always.

No. No, no.
It's not right.

It is right.

We were
meant to be together.

Aah!

I woke up paralyzed
from the neck down.

That was you...
fighting the probe.

You can walk now,
don't you see?

Yeah.
'Cause this is a dream.

Who cares if it's a dream
or not, Hal?

This...

...is all
that matters.

Come in.

I...I've been
saving this

for a special occasion
or something.

Well, anyway.
Should be good.

Congratulations on the birth
of your daughter.

Thanks, Dan.
That means a lot.

Have a seat.

You want scotch?

Oh. Well,
I won't say no to that.

Thank you.

To you and to Anne.

To the future.

Wow.

That's good.

Arthur certainly
knew his scotch.

You ever wish that we'd left
when we said we were going to?

You remember?

Before
these damn Volm landed?

Sometimes, yeah.

Mm, but...

I know.

I know.

Ahh!

You mind if I just
directly speak my mind?

I've never known you
to do otherwise.

This alliance
that you've created

with this new set of aliens --
I, for one,

think what they're selling us
is a load of crap.

Yeah, I get the impression
you've the felt that way...

over the last seven months.

I mean,
what are we doing here?

What are we really doing?

We're winning...
Dan, pure and simple.

And we've got Cochise
and the Volm to thank for it.

And, uh,
you honestly think

that after the Overlords
are wiped out,

these guys are gonna just --
what?

I don't have any illusions
about our allies

if that's
what you're getting at.

Well, that's exactly
what I'm getting at, Tom,

with all due respect.

You think Roosevelt
and Churchill

wanted to work
with Stalin?

They knew
what he was about.

They needed him
to win the war.

This is our war, Tom.

It's a human war.

And the minute
we start forgetting that,

the minute we start
depending on somebody else

to do this work for us,
we're on a bad road --

and you're never gonna get me
to change my mind on that.

And if I could?

What --
I don't understand.

Come with me.

Hmm.

What you doing over there?

I'm looking
for your boots.

They were right here.

That's where
we left them last --

last night.
Well, they're not there now.

You sleep okay last night?

Yeah. I did.

Finally.

No nightmares?

No, not a one.

That's great.

Here they are...
way at the back.

That's weird.

Do Bressler and Porter
know about this?

I'm the only human
that knows about this project,

except for you now.

Cochise and I agreed it posed
too much of a security risk.

You and Cochise?

All the skirmishing,
all the missions --

everything that we've been doing
has been designed

to keep the Espheni
off the scent of this.

It's kind of a big thing
to have kept from me,

wouldn't you say, Tom?
I know.

I have to take responsibility
for that action, Colonel Weaver.

I asked Professor Mason
to keep this project secret

until the very last moment.

You know the tower in Boston
we tried to blow up?

All too well.
It's one of thousands.

They create
a sort of defensive web

that prevent
the Volm ships

from being able to enter
our atmosphere.

Eliminating just one of those
towers will be enough

to open up a gap
sufficient to let

one of our ships
enter the atmosphere.

This is what the mole
has been after.

I don't get it, Tom.

What? A big gun?

What is this?

More than
just a gun, Colonel.

When completed,
it will be the decisive factor

in ending this conflict.

A chance
to win this war, Dan.

Think of it.

What's this bad boy
supposed to do, anyway?

Hate to say it Benji.

Believe me now?
Oh, my God.

Look at all those
shiny new Mega-Mechs.

All waiting in line
to gas up.

Rebel Skitters were right,
as usual.

If those Mechs top off
their tanks, we're toast.

It's not just that group,
either.

This plant
makes all the fuel

for all the Mechs and Beamers
on the East Coast.

The fishheads
invade our planet,

but they forget
to bring enough fuel?

What's that about?

We can't worry
about that.

Our problem right now
is that the only road in

is guarded by Mechs,
and they're all powered up.

They'll pound us to road kill
if we try to go that way.

Then we'll go
where they won't expect us.

They're not defending
that cliff.

Those tubes
must contain the fuel.

Oh, my God.

You think
it's the radiation?

It could have been us.

Okay, let's go.

♪ Falling Skies 3x02 ♪
Collateral Damage
Original Air Date on June 9, 2013

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

Ah, you're wrong,
Pope.

The Volm are freedom fighters,
like the Contras.

Tector, do you honestly think
when this is all finished,

they're just gonna what --
ride off into the sunset?

No, they got plans for
this place. Think about it.

You got your Volm family.

They're cruising
across the cosmos

in their
interstellar S.U.V.

They got to make a rest stop,
right, some refreshments.

No, no, I'm telling you,
when this war is finished up,

you, my friend, are gonna be
standing behind a counter

serving hot dogs
and super slurps

to bubble heads
in Hawaiian shirts.

Hey, glamour grunt,
is that a love bite?

What, this?
It's a dueling scar.

A little hand-to-claw action
with a Skitter.

You fought a cockroach
bare-handed?

Oh, yeah. Big fat one.

Jumped out of a tree,
smack on my back.

Holy crap.
How did you survive?

Ah, I just flipped him over
my shoulder lucha libre style.

That's when one of his buddies
charged me from behind.

He's lying.
When he told me that story,

he fought off three Skitters
and a Mech with a tire iron.

If you expect a girl
to hop in the sack with you,

you're gonna have to do a whole
lot better than that, Lars.

Well, if that girl was you,
Mags, I certainly would.

I would start with a bouquet
of fresh-cut wildflowers,

followed by
dinner at Pope's bar,

a bottle of his best champagne,

Oh.
and then...

Hal,
what are you doing here?

I knew you were
coming off the line.

I thought
we could grab some breakfast.

Looks like you're busy.

Hal. Hal!

Lars and I
are battle buddies.

You know what it's like.
We're always busting each other.

Yeah, hey,
I know what it's like...

With us...
and where that led.

What, you seriously think
I'm sleeping with Lars?

Are you?

I can't even believe
you asked that

after what we've been through
the past seven months.

Maggie, I'm sorry.
You don't deserve that.

You're damn right
I don't.

You're not trapped
in that chair.

You know you can get up
anytime you like.

I don't want to
hear anything else

about the mud on my boots,
all right?

I'm not walking
in my sleep.

Then how did
the mud get there, Hal?

You know damn well how.

You think Dumbo's
magic-feather trick's

gonna make me walk again?

Look, I know
Karen did something to you.

I don't know how.
But she put you in that chair.

And now, for some reason,
you don't want to get out of it.

You're holding
something back, Hal.

I can see it
every time I look in your eyes.

I know you think
I'm lying to you,

I'm playing games
with you.

You' the one
who's keeping a secret from me.

I just wish the hell
I knew why.

Okay.

We all know
it's a tough nut to crack.

Dan's got the only plan

that might get us
by those Mech emplacements.

It's tactically unsound.
It's damn near insane.

On the other hand,
it just might work.

I like the sound of it
already.

The main entrance
is heavily guarded by Mechs.

We'll never get through it.

Our only hope is to come through
these dense woods,

down this cliff --
get them from behind.

But no matter
how good the plan is,

if our spy
leaks it to the enemy,

we'll be
walking into an ambush.

But the Volm feel that this is
an essential target to hit,

and I'm inclined
to agree with them.

These Mega-Mechs --
they're part of the forces

the Espheni want to use
against Charleston.

We deny them their fuel,

we knock these pieces
off the board.

Will the Volm be joining us
on this mission?

No, they will not.

We can't leave the city
unprotected.

You will take a small unit
of our best fighters.

General Bressler's troops
will stay on the perimeter,

and the Volm will stay
in Charleston to assist them.

Yes, sir.

We still haven't talked about
the elephant in the room.

I can get a team
close enough

to destroy the reactor
with one of Cochise's big guns.

But if we blow it up,

we're gonna spew
radioactive fallout sky high.

It'll be
a homegrown Chernobyl.

Depending on the winds,
it could poison everything,

even as far away as here.

Maybe these Volm have
some kind of high-tech gizmo

which can prevent that
from happening.

Nope.

And they don't have anything
that can help us

contain a massive
radiation leak.

Is there
anybody in Charleston

that has any expertise
in nuclear reactors?

Dr. Roger Kadar.
He runs our power grid.

Kadar taught
nuclear engineering

at the University of
South Carolina before the war.

Have him meet me
in my office.

Not gonna happen.
Kadar is agoraphobic.

He never leaves the power plant
beneath the city.

If you want to talk to him,
we have to go to him.

Dr. Kadar is among the first
people to arrive in Charleston.

Arthur Manchester
struck a deal with him.

If Kadar would help
provide power to the city,

Manchester would make sure
he gets everything he needs,

he wouldn't have to leave
his power plant.

We've continued
to honor that agreement.

"We?"

You have enough
on your plate, Tom.

No need to deal with Kadar
until now.

Dr. Kadar?
It's Marina Peralta -- aah!

No, no, no!
No, no, no, no!

You'll contaminate
the reaction system.

I've been trying to obtain this
combustion efficiency for over a month!

What the hell kind
of contraption is that?

This facility's off limits
to unauthorized personnel.

What are they doing
down here, Marina?

This is Tom Mason.

The...The president.

I didn't vote for you.

I won't hold that against you.

Uh, this is, uh --
one of my top military aides.

This is Dan Weaver.

Hi.

Well, that's not
the right ratio at all.

Mathematically,
that's not --

no,
it's a chemical reaction.

I mean, the numbers
shouldn't even be...

Oh, come on. Okay.

This is a waste of time.
No, that's not even...

Yes, it is. I have work to do.
Right.

Uh, Dr. Kadar,
we understand you're the person

we have to thank for all
the electricity in Charleston.

That's right,
and with this generator,

I'll be able to produce
10.5 kilowatt hours per day.

Your team has done
an amazing job down here.

I-I don't --
I don't have a team.

I've done this all myself.
Oh, no team? Well, then you're --

you're probably
the only person who can help us.

Help you with what?

We need to know
if there's a way

to safely destroy
the Wakonda Reactor.

By "safely," I assume you mean
you do not want to

rain radioactive waste
over the state,

leaving it uninhabitable
for the next 24,100 years?

That's right. We'd like
to avoid that if possible.

Well, that's --
that's -- that's --

that's a bit of a poser.

That's a fun one.

That's...

I'll have something for you
tomorrow.

Well, I guess
the interview's over.

Yeah. There you go, little girl.
All clean and warm.

I love you.
I love you.

You're so cute.

What are you looking at?

You're just a week old.

You shouldn't be
able to track like that.

Mama.

Alexis?

Alexis?

Oh, God. What...

Mama.

Mommy.

Sorry I'm late.

Is she still awake?
Barely.

She just ate,
so her eyes are getting heavy.

Here. Yes.

Oh, I have been dying
to get back to you all day.

She's a very different
little girl.

Different?
Yeah.

Different in what way?

She's very advanced.

I don't follow.

Maybe it's just my imagination.

Anyways, I'm gonna be late
for my shift.

Milk's in the fridge.
All right.

Okay.

Oh, Lexie.

Oh, that's good.

Hello, Lexie.
I'm your daddy.

I'll check in on you
a little later.

Got to admit
I'm envious.

Of what?

Alexis.

Why is that?

'Cause whenever
new mothers

bring their babies in
for check-ups,

I look into the kid's eyes
and realize they don't know.

A baby has no way of knowing
there's been an apocalypse

and that we're at war

and people are out there
dying every day.

To a baby,
everything's new and wondrous.

And it thrills them
just to be alive.

It must bring you
so much joy having her.

Hmm.

Are, uh...
Are you all right?

Yeah. I'm fine.

I mean,
you still seem...

Is everything okay
with Alexis?

She's really good.

I'm gonna
go check on Ms. McManus.

Duct tape.

Math class started
10 minutes ago.

Oh, how I wish I could be there
with Mr. Hooper and the gang

learning all about
trapezoids and parallelograms.

Stop! My head is going to
explode from that!

Yeah, it's so stupid
learning that crap.

How's math gonna help us
kick the aliens off this planet?

Match.

Hey.

Do you think
it'll make too big a bang?

I mean,
we could get in trouble, right?

Relax. It's only a half stick.
It'll just blow out the window.

Yeah,
don't be such a wimp.

This is
going to be killer.

That was
totally epic!

Matt?

Awesome!

Ohh!

Tick, tick, tick, boom!

Yeah!

Hold there!
Oh, my gosh.

Got movement!

Come on. Come on.
Run! Go!

Oh!

Matt? What the hell
have you been up to?

You're lucky you didn't
blow yourself to pieces.

Do you know
people heard the explosion

and thought
we were under attack?

Did you stop to think about
how that would scare them?

Not really.

Why would you
do something like this, Matt?

I don't know.
Bored, I guess.

Is that why you haven't
been going to school?

Your teacher, Mr. Hooper --
he stopped by a little while ago

to say you haven't been to class
in four days.

And you haven't done any of
your homework for the past week.

So what? School's useless.
I'm not going back.

Yes, you are, Matt!

You can't tell me what to do!
You're not my mother!

You're right, Matt.
I'm not your mother.

But as
a concerned citizen,

I'm gonna ask Anthony
to escort you back to school.

School ended
half an hour ago.

Not for you. You have
an extra two hours of detention

for the next two weeks.

Anthony.

Anthony.

I've thought
about your problem.

It's, uh...

It's tricky.

If you demolish
the reactor building,

you destroy the cooling system,
as well.

So the nuclear fuel overheats,
and the steam...

Would blow up
the reactor

and rain radioactive debris
all over the countryside.

Right.

So you have to turn the reactor
off before you blow it.

That would mean sending a team
into the facility.

Yeah.

And that's just
the first part.

Then you have to

render the system inoperable
without compromising

the integrity of
the reactor containment vessel.

That means destabilizing precise
structural tipping points

so the building's collapse
will entomb the reactor

without impairing
its shielding.

I didn't understand a damn word
of what you just said.

I got about half of it.

Just give it to us
in laymen's terms.

I...

I-I-I-I-I...

If you put
your detonation charges

in exactly the right places,

then, yes,
you can destroy the building --

you can wreck the system
without leaking any radiation.

Can you show us
where to put the charges?

Sure, once I see
the facility's plans,

and, uh, elementary physics.
It'll be fun.

Well, the fun has just begun.
We don't have any plans.

You're gonna have to come up
and show our demolition team

where to
set those charges.

I never go topside.
And I can't. I'm sorry.

Dr. Kadar, you are the man for this job.
Mr. President, that's --

Okay, goodbye. Goodbye.
Dr. Kadar, you can do this.

I can't.
You can go.

Nothing good
happens up there.

You can do this.
It's easy.

I can't.
You can.

I can't! I can't!

I had a deal with Manchester.
I had a deal...

I know.

...that I would never
have to go topside again.

I remember,
but things are different now.

All of our lives
depend on this mission.

You can do this.

We don't want to
lose any more children.

Proceed, General.
Yes, sir.

People, what we're about
to discuss in this room

is highly classified.

What that means is
whatever's said in this room

may not be repeated
outside this room.

This is
a need-to-know basis only.

Anybody involved in the mission
is being told

only what they need to know
for their part of the operation.

All right, Dan.
Yes, sir.

The success of this mission
rests upon surprise and speed.

If the Espheni get wind of it,

mission failure is probable,
death all but certain.

We're taking the risk

because this operation can
cripple the enemy war machine.

Understood?

Anthony. Ben. Pope.

I will lead
my core group of fighters

north along Mill highway.

We will then head east on 10-81,
secure our vehicles,

travel by foot to this bluff
overlooking the reactor.

We will then descend
into this gorge

and enter through
the back end of the facility.

So you think we can just
sneak in from behind

and take the Espheni
by surprise?

Well, that's insane.

Which is exactly
what the enemy thinks.

Which is why
they have left

the back end
of the plant un-defended.

Any more questions?

Wish to hell they'd
tell us where we're going.

Don't worry about it.

Tom told Pope our real target,
and Pope told Tector.

Spill it, big man.

Fort Knox.

Turns out the Espheni
came here for our gold.

Tector told you that?
And you believe him?

Okay,
I'll prove it to you.

Hey, Benji.
Where we headed?

You'll find out
when we get there.

See what you started?
Now everyone's calling me that.

Hey, Ben.

You guys
stay close to each other.

Be careful out there.

"Don't be a hero."
I know.

See you
in the morning.

Don't worry, Mr. Mason.

I won't let
anything happen to him.

A lot rides
on this one, Tom.

It's a solid plan.
It's gonna work.

They're all solid plans
till the first bullet flies,

and then they're as relevant
as yesterday's racing forms.

Oh, you'll pull through.
You always do.

When I have you
by my side.

To ask
the hard questions?

Give you a swift kick
in the butt if you need it?

Well...you have
your job to do now.

I have mine.

I guess that's the way
it's got to be.

Hey, Dan.
Yeah?

Stay frosty.

Like a winter
in Buffalo.

People, stow the talk
and your gear!

We're moving out!

They knew
we were coming!

We walked
right into it!

Shut up!
We need more firepower!

I thought you said this part
of the reactor wasn't defended!

It's working.

The Mechs are leaving the gate
to attack Weaver's team.

You were right.

The mole leaked Colonel Weaver's
plans to the enemy.

I'm using my own people
as bait,

and they're paying in blood
for every second that we waste.

Refresh my memory,
Cap!

Was being massacred
part of the plan?!

Weaver's team has bought
us a window.

The road to the power
plant's wide open.

We're going in.

Don't sweat it, Doc.
You can only die once.

Thanks, that thought
will be a great comfort to me.

No matter what happens,
just stay close to me.

Okay, I got your back.

How do you do it?
What's that?

All these people
depending on you?

How do you
carry that load?

I don't have much of a choice.
Let's go.

Thanks, Anthony.

Be careful. Weaver's
getting pounded out there.

I'll, uh, see you
on the other side, okay?

Be safe.
All right.

Come on. Let's roll, Tec.

We got people
that need our help.

It's wide open.

Okay, let's go.

Take cover! Get down!

Spoke too soon!

Those are harnessed kids
shooting at us.

- Try not to kill them.
- It doesn't matter!

It does matter.

Forrester, you're up.
Try to push them back.

Cover him!

All right, cease fire!

Cease fire! Cease fire!

Help me. Please.

It hurts. Please.

Mommy, please.

It hurts.

It's a child.

It's a harnessed soldier
fighting for the Espheni.

A kid's a kid.

It's not his fault they slapped
a parasite on his back.

No, it's a trap.
It hurts!

That's a chance we got to take.
Please!

Help me, please!

It hurts!

Mommy.

Barely looks human.

The harness
is in too deep.

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

Is he...?

Yeah. He's gone.

His name was Scott.

Lars!

I'm right here, bud.
I'm right here, bud.

I'm right with you, Lars.

Forrester,
finish bandaging him up.

Get him to the rendezvous point.
We'll meet you there.

Let's go!
We're gonna go back with him, right?

Like hell we are.
We're going in. Let's go now!

Okay.
I'm gonna see you soon, okay?

You hang in there,
you hear me?

Let's go! Let's go!

Wait, wait. There could be more
of them in there -- a lot more.

Then we'll smoke them.

Lyle, 2:00!

Just keep down!

Colonel Weaver, this way!
The road's open!

About time!

Okay, if we're out of here
in 15 minutes,

we should be able to get home

with a little nausea
and no hair loss.

Let's get to it.

Where do we set
these charges, Doc?

There and...There...
And there.

That could
bring down the building

without rupturing
the containment vessel.

"Could"? We need to do a hell
of a lot better than "could."

Call it a high order of probability,
then, if it makes you happy.

All right, Anthony,
set the charges.

The control room
should be that way.

Let's go turn
the reactor off.

My glasses!

They're broken!
Get up!

I can't see anything
without my glasses!

What's wrong?
They've re-routed everything.

If I only had my glasses.

You don't have your glasses,
so figure it out.

We got people dying
out there.

It's no use! I can't see!
I can't see anything!

It's not gonna work!
It's not gonna work!

Okay, come on. You can do this.
You can do this.

Tell me what to look for.
I'm looking for a...

a button --
uh, something that says "scram."

Scram?
Scram!

Got it.

Push it. Push it.

All right. Do you see anything
that says "reactor power"?

Reactor power -- 93%.

The needle's
not moving.

Open it.

There should be
two wires sticking out

coming out
from under the switch.

What color are they?

Red and orange.

Follow the orange wire --
it should lead to

the control-rod
motor-relay socket.

I got it.

It's been cut.

Hurry up in there!
I can't hold them much longer!

You got to run a wire
from the red side of the switch

to the orange side
of the relay socket.

From the red side
to the orange side.

Aah!

Reactor power --
63% and dropping.

She's shutting down.
Okay. Let's go.

Been busy?
Those charges set?

Yeah, ready to
blow this place to hell.

All right, let's go.
Start the ball, Anthony.

Why not?

That's the last of us.
Nobody left behind.

Right.

For what it's worth,
Colonel, it worked.

Your unit bought us
the time we needed.

And the spy never learned
the real plan.

Where's your father?

He should have
set the charges already.

He should be out
anytime.

You see what our great allies,
the Volm, are doing now?

Using our own soldiers
as sacrificial lambs?

It's funny 'cause I don't see any
of them out here dying with us.

Put a sock in it
and keep moving, Pope.

Yes, sir.

What are you gaping at?
Move your asses.

I want you to wash
this down for me.

Head injury.

Hey. How's Lars?
Hey.

The bite of the harness kid
introduced

an extremely aggressive bacteria
into his system.

It's releasing toxins that are
destroying his internal organs.

I tried the most powerful
antibiotic we've got.

It's had no effect.

What about that thing we did
with Colonel Weaver

where we take the blood out
and heat it up?

It's too late for that. It's already
in his liver and his lungs.

He's got
a couple hours at most.

All we can do is make him
as comfortable as possible

until it's over.

But you performed
courageously out there.

You can enter your house
fully justified.

Thank you, sir.

He's right.
You did a hell of a job.

I wish I had a medal
to give you.

Oh,
I don't need a medal.

I'm honored that you
took the time to see me, sir.

It's Tom.
And the honor is mine.

Get some rest.

Maggie.

Yeah?

My dog tags...

Would you keep them
for me?

You're the only family
I got.

Absolutely.

To Lars.
To all of them.

To all of them.
Good kids.

Good soldiers.

Good soldiers.

Well, we did it.
We fooled them all.

The Espheni only knew
about my team, not yours.

It had
an element of surprise.

I hope I never
have to send you out

on anything like that
ever again.

That wasn't easy.

Yeah.
I never had any doubts.

No?

Not even a little bit?

I never had any doubts
about you.

But the Volm -- you still have
your doubts about them, huh?

What are we doing with
these new allies of ours, Tom?

I mean, we don't even know
where they came from.

They pointed to a star.
They said, "that's our home."

Why should we believe that?
I don't know.

But everything
that they have told us

is consistent with
everything that we do know.

I do not believe

that they are these crusaders
that are going around

saving all the planets
that the Espheni have conquered.

I don't believe that.
That's too good to be true.

And even if it's only partly
true, there's no getting around

the fact that since they
showed up, the tide has turned.

If they ever finish
that big weapon of theirs,

we might win this war.

How do we know that's
a big weapon they're building?

They could be creating
something entirely different.

We don't even have the slightest
idea how that thing works.

That's...a good point.

It's a good point.

Maybe Dr. Kadar
can help us with that.

Come in.

Gentlemen,
congratulations.

When my team
first arrived on this planet,

I had doubts about
our mission's chance of success,

but...
over the past seven months,

I have watched you

hone your soldiers
into a highly skilled force.

And after the way
they acquitted themselves

on this latest engagement,

I am certain we will prevail
over the Espheni.

Don't need you
to tell me that.

But thank you,
Cochise.

We are very proud of the way
our people conducted themselves.

And I guess we won't be

hearing from the Espheni
anytime soon.

On the contrary.

You can expect them
to attack Charleston in force.

Really?

It seems we knocked
a lot of their assets out today,

destroyed
most of their fuel supply.

Most, but not all.

We have learned
that they are bringing in

every surviving Mech and Beamer
in this region,

consolidating
whatever supplies they have left

and will hit you hard to prove
you have not weakened them.

So I advise you to keep
your soldiers on the perimeter

at high alert.

Dad.

I, uh, guess you heard

about me blowing a hole
in that building.

Uh, yeah, I did.

I, uh, realize
it was a stupid thing to do.

It scared a lot of people.
That's an understatement.

Did you know that
that building was one

that we were
planning on refurbishing

so families
could move back into it?

No.

I thought
it was abandoned.

I figured as much.

Anyway, I signed you up
for a work crew after school

so you could
help repair the damage.

That's okay.

I don't mind fixing
what I blew up.

But...I don't see
the point of school.

You know, memorizing
the names of dead people

won't help us
win this war.

Matt, one day,
this war's gonna be over.

And when it is,
we're gonna need

some people with a lot of skill
to rebuild this country.

I may not live to see that day,
but you will.

That's why
you're staying in school.

Even math class?
Especially math class.

How come
you're being so nice?

I thought you'd be doing
a lot more yelling.

'Cause this isn't entirely
your fault.

I've been so busy
with this job

I haven't really
paid you any attention.

That's gonna change
starting tomorrow.

I'm gonna come home
and help you with your homework.

Uh...

I guess
I like the sound of that.

Dad.

Can...I talk to you
about something else?

Sure.

I-I did something
really bad.

You mean worse than

blowing a hole
in the side of a building?

Yeah.

I said something mean to Anne.
Really mean.

I'm not sure
if she'll ever forgive me.

Hmm. I don't know.

She's a pretty
understanding person.

What should I do?

You should talk
to her.

I'm...
sorry about what I said.

I was mad,
and I didn't mean it.

I know.
Thank you for saying so.

Would you mind...

Mind what?

...if I, like...

called you mom?

I wouldn't mind at all.

Hmm.

Hmm.

She's such
a happy baby.

Have you noticed
she never cries?

It's true.

You and your brothers
used to scream your heads off.

But she does --
she seems quite content.

She's a very...
unique little girl.

Hal?!

Hal?

Hal! Hal!

Hal!

Hal.

Hal! Wake up!
Wake up!

What? What?
What's going on? Huh?

You're walking.
You're walking.

See?
You're not paralyzed.

Okay?

I'm walking.

I'm walking?

Come on.
Let's get you home.

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