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Narrator: Two weeks ago, an invisible dome

crashed down on Chester's mill,

cutting us off from the rest of the world.

Why the dome is here or what mysteries lie ahead,

we still don't know. Every day, it tests our limits,

bringing out the best and the worst in us.

Some say we 7! Be stuck here forever.

But we will never stop fighting to find a way out.

Angie is dead.

Jim: Oh, my lord.

Barbie: You point the finger at me?

- Neither of us would do this. - So then who would?

Junior: Is it possible to love someone so much that you'd hurt them?

But you'd never do anything violent to the person you loved, would you?

Julia: First we lose Linda. Now Angie.

I thought the dome was supposed to protect us.

No, it's up to us to protect each other.

There are too many people in here for our limited resources.

We can't all survive.

Norrie: Who is she? Joe: Hey, what's your name?

It was the girl we saw in the woods.

We found her bloody shoe print at the school.

Julia: This looks like her. Pauline drew this?

Twenty years ago.

I was just...

- Looking. - For what?

Reminders.

I feel like I know you from somewhere.

Your license says you're from zenith.

You're not from here?

- Where are you from? - I don't know.

Are you interrogating her?

No, I'm...

I'm just trying to figure out who she is, okay?

We don't even know her name.

Try to be patient with her.

I'm sorry, I'm not buying this whole little baby bird act.

- It's not an act. - Are you sure about that?

Because I just came in here and found her going through my stuff.

I just want you to be more careful about bringing strays into our house.

Well, let's not forget the last stray that I brought in was you.

I'm gonna head down to the diner.

Jim's mandatory citizen registration?

Can I come with you?

Of course you can.

Do you think someone will recognize me?

We'll figure it out, sweetie.

What's that scent?

It's a dram of cassia oil.

It's nice, huh?

Could you make a Cologne?

For you? Yeah.

- You got a big date? - It's been nine years since, uh...

- Pauline passed. - Yeah.

Yeah, I still think about her every day.

So I was, uh, grateful for your support during that time.

It couldn't have been easy, given your history with her.

Better man won that battle, Jim.

Who's this lucky lady?

Rebecca pine.

She's a science teacher at the high school.

We've been working together.

Let's just say there's something interesting about her.

If you want, I could whip up a fragrance for you, Jim,

and get your pheromones kicking.

I'd appreciate that, Lyle.

None of that, uh, cassia oil though.

Comes off a bit feminine.

What are you smiling about?

I don't know, just something about the day

seems auspicious.

I'll expect you later at the sweetbriar for the registration.

Yeah, see you down there.

Jim: Answer every question to the best of your knowledge.

This survey will provide us with the proper information

to get everyone the resources they need.

Should I look around?

Yes. I'll be right here.

Has that girl remembered anything about Angie yet?

Don't worry.

We're gonna find the person who killed her.

Also, there were four hands a couple days ago.

Now with my sister gone, there's only three.

Would the dome let her die?

What if we were wrong?

- And the dome isn't here to protect us? - I don't know.

If you don't know, who will?

I noticed you didn't have one of these.

- Thank you. - I'm just helping out.

Rebecca: Joe?

Hi. I need a favor.

Can you open up the project room and make sure it's prepped?

Remember that windmill project we did on alternative energy?

- I still have the specs on my tablet. - Great, bring it.

We're gonna be replicating the concept on a much larger scale

to generate electricity for the town.

- You can take your friend. - I don't go to school here.

Well, everyone between 14 and 18 is expected to participate.

And there goes the last perk of dome-living.

Julia: Do you recognize anyone?

- You can help out too. - No. She stays with me.

- Help with what? - An experiment.

It's okay. I'd like to help.

Look out for her.

So you're really embracing your new responsibilities, aren't you?

Well, I serve at the pleasure of our councilman.

Please fill that out.

Why torture yourself if you don't know?

Angie's bracelet was under my cot.

You loved her, right?

More than anything.

Do you really think

you could have killed the person you loved more than anything?

I don't know.

Why can't...? Why can't I remember?

The night Angie was killed, you said you blacked out.

Those were the words you used.

I don't know what this means... It might not mean anything.

But your mom, she had blackouts too.

Fugue states, the doctor called them.

Dissociative or something like that.

What would happen to her when she had them? Would she get violent?

What's important is that sometimes afterward,

she'd go back to where she was when the blackout hit.

And she would get these flashes.

Glimpses, little bits of memory coming back.

So I should go back to where I found Angie.

Maybe something will come back.

Hey, James.

No matter what, you and me are family.

We'll figure this out.

All right, folks. Grab any receptacle you can find, folks. Let's go.

Precipitation's scarce.

Let's collect as much drinkable water as we can.

She's a little bossy, don't you think?

Wait.

It's raining blood.

It can't be blood, can it?

I don't think it's cherry kool-aid.

- Girl: It burns. - Let's go wash it off. Come on.

All right, listen up, everybody. Stay calm and stay inside.

Don't leave the cafe till the rain stops, all right?

- Jim. - Yeah?

You know what this is about, don't you?

The ten plagues.

Lyle, don't start getting all biblical on me now, okay?

But that swarm the other day, that may have as well been locusts.

Butterflies are not locusts, Lyle.

Jim, it's like three plagues rolled into one.

Storm of fire, boils, and water turns to blood.

It's not blood.

How do you know?

Well, blood doesn't burn.

But it doesn't usually fall out of the sky either, but take a look.

There was a red rain phenomenon in India a decade ago.

It was caused by spores from an abnormal algae bloom.

I'm looking at scripture to tell me what this is. What are you looking at?

Science, like when the dome magnetized,

or the crops were infested.

So you'll solve everything, huh? You and science?

Or go down trying, okay.

Um, I collected a sample.

I can analyze it and look for a way to neutralize the acidity.

Sam: Little help. Julia: Put her down over there.

I'm glad you're here. We've got people who might need medical attention.

- Burning skin? - Yup, everybody's stable. Excuse me.

We should go back out.

I saw other people stranded out there.

There's an ambulance at med center. That's close by.

Cover up. Let's go.

Norrie: What is it?

Joe: It's just...

What are you doing here?

- Homework. - What about you?

Same.

Anyways, I'm gonna take off now.

- You can't. - Why not?

You haven't been outside for a while, have you?

Apocalypse.

- What did you say? - The apocalypse,

what Lyle was talking about.

You believe in that?

I believe in the original definition of apocalypse.

It's Greek. To uncover or reveal.

That's what crises do. They reveal character.

Strength.

You think we're being tested?

I mean the rain, infestation, everything.

You think it's a test from the dome?

To see whether I'm worthy?

Jim, we can solve this.

The red algae must have come from the lake which could've gotten toxified

from everything we've been dumping in it.

Not to mention, um, pesticides, trash fires, trapped exhaust from cars.

The town's an environmental horror show.

And we're stuck inside.

Believe in me, and I will believe in you.

Science and faith, huh?

Look out!

Is he okay?

I don't think he's ever been okay.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

- Will you give me a hand? - I didn't hear a bell.

Come on, norrie, there's an extra tablet on the shelf.

We gotta look up the specs on the windmill.

Oh, my god.

What is it?

E-mail.

I'm getting e-mail.

This is big Jim on motton road.

Across from Killian's.

Send help.

Norrie: Look at this.

We're super-trendy in Twitter-land.

Who's houndsofdiana?

They're all over my page.

Are they messages?

First since the dome came down.

I don't know how the signal's getting through though.

It's from my dad.

Girl: What does it say?

Joe: "Your mother and I pray every day that we'll get to see you soon.

In the meantime, stay safe and be smart.

You're the man of the house now.

Take care of your sister."

What do I even say?

Do I even tell them that Angie's dead?

What if we never even get out of here?

I mean, wouldn't it be better if they just didn't know?

If they're never gonna see her again anyway.

We'll figure it out, sweetie.

Norrie: Feel like checking your messages?

There's only so much fake-ass fan mail

from wannabe dome-groupies I can read

before I barf all over this wonderful piece of machinery.

- No, thanks. - We're stuck in here.

What else are you are gonna do? Build windmills?

Junior: "I can help you, James."

Jim.

Respond if you're hearing this.

That's the killians' farm.

- Here? - There.

There he is.

Julia, wait here. Get the kit ready.

Barbie: Jim. He's barely breathing.

Let's get him up. Come on.

It could be anaphylactic shock.

Rebecca: Hey.

Oh, hey.

Guess you woke up.

Where's big Jim?

Guess where I left him.

What did you do to him?

He's gonna be tickled

you're this concerned with his well-being.

What did you do?

I didn't do anything.

If he's righteous, the rain will spare him.

Thing is, I've known that guy my whole life,

and righteousness?

That's not something that ranks high on his list of attributes.

Self-righteousness, yeah.

Yeah, he's got that in spades.

Listen.

You have to let me out.

This rain,

I know how to stop it and nobody else will get hurt.

If you untie me, it'll be like you're helping me to stop it.

So help me.

Help me stop it, Lyle.

Yeah, I... I don't want to stop the rain.

And neither does the dome.

The dome?

The dome does not want.

You know why yahweh visited the plagues on the Egyptians?

To demonstrate his awesome, terrible power to non-believers.

They were swallowed up by the red sea.

There's a new god in Chester's mill.

It surrounds and embraces us all.

And it's gonna show no mercy to infidels.

You got a choice, Rebecca.

I just pray you make the right one.

What happened to him?

He must've ingested too much of whatever's in that rain.

- Hand me that pack. - Barbie: Hold on, you put that in,

he's not gonna be able to talk. Hey, what happened to Rebecca?

Lyle.

It was Lyle.

What's that for?

I don't wanna hurt you.

But I can't have you interfering with the plan.

What plan?

The end of days.

After this rain stops,

the rapture comes.

True believers are gonna be reunited in the hereafter.

If you stop interfering with the plan, I won't have to hurt you.

I'll never stop.

I'm sorry to hear that, Rebecca.

I indeed baptize you with water unto repentance,

but he that cometh after is mightier than I.

He shall baptize you with the holy ghost...

And with fire.

James. My love.

My sweet son,

by this time now,

I expect you know,

or have at least suspected the truth.

That I'm alive.

I hope, I pray, that you get this message.

You must have so many questions.

And I know in my heart that I will see you again.

But in the meantime,

if you need answers,

talk to Lyle chum/ey.

James,

this is important.

Please listen.

Talk to Lyle.

Only to Lyle.

And if my...

No, no, no. Come on, come on.

Joe, Joe, what happened?

It's so strange. Mine just did the same thing.

We can't get access anywhere now.

My tablet's working and the signal's still coming through,

but there seems to be some kind of block.

- What are you doing? - Junior: I gotta go find someone.

Junior.

No, you can't go outside. It's dangerous.

I always thought Lyle was harmless.

Given the right circumstances, anybody's capable of anything.

You really believe that?

I believe that when things fall apart, people show their true colors.

So, what, everyone's bad in the end?

This is the perfect time to be having a debate over the nature of man.

These past few weeks,

haven't you also seen people acting selflessly, bravely?

That's the exception to the rule.

If this town's gonna survive,

it's gonna need a firm hand to keep everybody in check.

Like big Jim's?

Barbie: Julia, look at this.

"Summer '88. Lyle, Sam and pauline."

Sam? Sam, you there?

I'm here, Julia.

We're at Lyle's shop.

He's not here, but we found something.

A photograph.

Sam: Of what?

You, Lyle and pauline, in 1988.

They're holding hands.

Yeah, that's right around the time he was seeing my sister.

You never mentioned that.

Sam: It was 25 years ago, Julia. I didn't even think about it until now.

And I haven't spoken to Lyle since she died.

Well, do you have any idea where he might be?

If you find him, let me know.

I got people to tend to here.

What are you doing here?

Heard you over the police radio. I thought I'd help out.

Great. Here, look at this.

Any idea where this was taken?

This is my mom before she met my dad.

Uh, it's by the cement factory.

I used to build forts there when I was a kid.

Well, let's give it a shot. See if Lyle took her there.

So there's still a block?

Yeah, we can't get access, but the signal's still coming through.

Maybe that means there must be, I don't know, a crack.

In the dome?

Joe, they fired their biggest, baddest bomb at it,

and it didn't even make a dent.

I don't mean, like, literally.

What if the magnetism caused some sort of, I don't know, wormhole?

All I'm saying is, if we found the source of this signal,

we might find a way out.

You wanna go look?

Come on.

Why?

Why'd I save you?

I may not be on your team...

Hell, I may even hate your damn guts.

But that doesn't mean I'm gonna let you die.

At least not yet.

Rest up, Jim.

Stop! Stop. Wait, wait, wait. Please.

Lyle: Okay, okay, all right.

Okay.

Are you willing to accept the grace of repentance?

I was wrong.

The rain, it's a test.

A test of my worthiness.

Whose test?

The dome.

I believe that now.

Are you prepared to surrender?

Yes, yes. I believe in its plan. I do.

No, you only believe in what you can see.

Science.

You're a lost cause.

And now...

No, no, no. No, don't. Don't.

You're wasting my time.

Drop it! Drop it! Put it on the ground! Put it on the ground!

Put your guns down!

Put those guns on the ground.

- Put it down. - On the ground.

Put the guns on the ground now.

There you go.

Hey, I'll shoot her right in front of you.

Now, put that down.

That's right.

Damn! What is wrong with you?

Julia: Lyle?

Please don't hurt her.

You know this rain is here to rid this town of non-believers.

You know that.

I heard you talking to those kids at the diner.

You believe. Don't you, lady?

Julia: I do.

But I believe the dome is here to protect us.

Only the faithful.

All of us.

How do you know that?

I know because the dome spoke to me.

Maybe like it's spoken to you?

Does the dome speak to you, Lyle?

It doesn't speak to me.

It's a feeling directing my actions.

Yeah, I understand.

What did it say to you?

It says if you want the darkness to abate,

you must earn the light.

Earn the light?

Help me achieve the dome's true plan.

What is that?

I mean, its true plan?

Julia: I don't know.

But I have faith that the answers will be revealed.

So give me the gun now, Lyle.

Why did you do that? He was about to give in.

- Signal's getting stronger. - Joe.

The source is coming from down there.

You don't have to go.

It's coming from here.

Joe, don't be frightened.

How about you don't tell him how to be?

You're not his girlfriend,

and as far as I know you're not anyone.

Let's just go.

That locker was the last thing that she touched.

She died right here.

And maybe we should just leave it alone.

I have a bad feeling about this.

Girl: Eight.

Seventeen.

It's empty.

Now the signal's gone.

How did you know that combination?

Who the hell are you?

Rebecca: All right.

It's okay. Easy now.

All right.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

- Lyle? - He's in jail.

Trust me, he looks a lot worse than we do.

The rain stopped.

I stopped it.

Not the dome. Me.

How?

A mixture of salination with some high-ph compounds.

It's pretty science-y.

I thought that stuff didn't interest you.

- It interests me. - Good.

Because I took a tour of the town after the rain stopped.

Our situation has only gotten worse.

Some tough decisions need to be made.

What kind of decisions?

Listen, bitch,

I am so over this little miss innocent scam you're running.

And we are not leaving

until you come clean about how you knew that combination,

and why the signal got blocked.

I don't know.

What are you, a safecracker? A magician's assistant?

Because when we got here

the locker was locked, and then presto, change-o,

you opened it right up.

Norrie, she doesn't know.

It was just like I saw it in my head.

In your head? In here?

What else is in there? Is your name in there?

- Norrie, stop. - No!

She just shows up here without any explanation

on the day your sister gets killed in front of that locker,

and just happens to know the combination?

How did you know?

- How did you know? - Leave me alone!

I'm telling the truth.

- Why don't you trust her? - She just saw it?

That doesn't even make sense. How do you see a combination?

Actually, I think I might know.

As I've been telling Jim,

we have a serious resource crisis to deal with.

I thought that that's what this whole

registration drive was about in the first place,

is about how to better allocate them.

Yes, but it's the lack of resources themselves

that I'm most worried about.

Even before today, there were acute shortages.

And after the rain?

Far fewer medical supplies,

crops destroyed,

a considerable amount of livestock decimated,

especially in the pig population.

Day's coming when there won't be enough food to sustain us.

So we should have a contingency plan

in case we run out of options.

What kind of contingency plan?

It may become necessary...

Selectively, I'm saying.

To thin the herd.

Selectively?

The questions on your form:

Family background, history of illness.

This is a census to help you decide who lives and who dies.

Let's get out of here.

She's just talking about a contingency.

Trouble in paradise?

Barbie: Julia.

Listen, you don't understand.

I understand you're taking their side.

No, no, no. I'm not taking anyone's side here.

I'm trying to consider every possible option.

You said, "when things fall apart, people show their true colors."

Are these yours?

I need to know that you will stand with me against them,

against that.

They don't get to throw anybody out of the life boat.

- What if it's sinking? - I believe we will find a way.

Belief only gets you so far.

I thought I knew you. I was wrong.

Don't follow me.

Lyle: Long as I remember

the rain's been coming down

clouds of mystery pouring confusion

on the ground

getting through the ages

trying to find the sun

and I wonder, still I wonder

who'll stop the rain

I was wondering when you'd show up.

Aren't you afraid of people seeing us together?

Building's empty.

I could kill you and nobody'd know.

Nobody'd care.

Maybe.

But you won't.

When this thing came down,

I told you to lay low.

Follow my lead.

I got a new leader.

You made a promise,

25 years ago, to make sure that what we buried stayed buried.

You've heard of force majeure, yeah?

Extraordinary circumstance that frees both parties from a contract.

But you know what?

This dome is about as majeure a force as it gets.

But it's gonna deliver us to a better place.

I'm afraid you got that exactly backward, pal.

I grow weary of this conversation.

See you on the other side, Sammy.

Rebecca: I read about a tribe in Borneo.

I can't remember what they're called.

But they had this ritual,

something that they would do every year.

They'd put all their elderly, their infirm, up into a tree

and they would shake it.

And whoever held on was considered strong enough,

useful enough, to make it to the next year.

And those who couldn't hold on?

The day was coming we wouldn't have provisions

enough to sustain the population, that was a bit of a cheat.

That day isn't coming.

It's now.

The way I calculate it, we can all starve,

or with proper rationing and cultivation,

three-quarters of us can survive.

And how do you propose to do that?

Shake the tree?

You could use the information we gathered today

to determine who's an asset and who's a burden.

Those hard choices could be made, but not by me.

Dome chose you to make them.

And you've gotta do it now.

Before it's too late.

Lyle: Hey!

I guess you found out.

That my mother's alive?

She told me you'd have answers.

To some pretty provocative quesfions.

Do you know who killed Angie?

I might.

Is that what you and my uncle were talking about?

Hey, I need you to tell me everything!

I can do that.

Provided you give consideration to my needs.

- Which are? - You let me out of here.

I'll give you an all-access pass.

What do you say, James?

- What was the locker number again? - Eighteen-twenty-one.

Here we go.

People who have had that locker over the last 50 years.

Okay, what exactly are we looking for?

Anything to jog her memory.

Girl: Wait.

Melanie cross? That looks familiar to you?

Girl: Something about it.

I'll pull the yearbook from that year.

Brazier.

Connor.

Cross.

How is this possible?

What? What is it?

It's me.