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Something happened
that last week.

- He seemed burdened.
- He was the president.

And he was in my office

stumbling around
drunk in his bathrobe.

Take me through
Wildcat's day. Anything irregular?

He got
out of his bathrobe

for the first time in a week.

Spent the morning making pasta.

And that's it?

Coffee with
Sinatra in the afternoon.

You know who made her daily
happy hour appearance.

Kid bailed on him for dinner.

I ghosted him yesterday.

I told him that I
wished he was dead.

- How's your dad?
- Still just a light touch of dementia.

Cal! Where's my son?

That's why we're
sending these four brave explorers

into the unknown.

It's not what we
thought. There's life.

And I've done some things
I think might have to do

- with what happened to our guy.
- What things, man?

Look, tomorrow, I'll tell you
everything. I swear to God.

You think you're the only killer

I brought down
here just in case?

You gonna send somebody for me?

You better make sure it's the
biggest motherfucker you got.

"I had a dream,
which was not all a dream.

"The bright sun was extinguished

"and the stars did wander,
darkling in the eternal space.

"And all hearts were chilled

into a selfish
prayer for light."

♪ Here I go again on my own ♪

♪ Going down the only
road I've ever known ♪

♪ Like a drifter, I was
born to walk alone ♪

You want your mix back, sir?

Nah, you can keep it.
I just like making 'em.

Thank you.

Hey!

What took you so long?

Your pilot, your
jet. You tell me.

Ah.

Have you watched this guy play?

- Tiger Woods?
- Yeah.

Everyone watches him play.

That father did a hell
of a job with him.

It's possible the kid had
some natural talent, too.

Anything's possible.

- Make you a drink?
- It's 11:00 a.m.

And happy hour somewhere.

Oklahoma project didn't
find a drop of goddamn oil.

Eh, it happens.

I am more bullish on North Dakota

and the Bakken shale.

I am told that you have
barely been to the fields.

Got your little birdies
delivering you intel, huh?

I'm leaving the business, Dad.

Drilling and hydro-fracturing
were never my speed.

I want something simpler.

I wanna teach high school.

Hm.

Oh! Oh, boy.

No.

No, no, no.

Over my dead,
corroded body, Cal.

I will give you one thing,
you are a shit oil man.

And that is why you're
going into politics.

You'll begin in
Kentucky, of course.

Our last name alone
could get a horse

with a speech impediment
elected in Kentucky.

Now, you can either run as
a Democrat for the Senate

or a Republican for governor.

Either way, once you've
served a couple of terms,

we can begin to position
you for better things.

I'm not a teenager anymore.

- You don't control me...
- Enough!

This is what's happening, Cal.

You are going to have
a life, and a big one,

and one that does not include
teaching dipshit 9th graders

Catcher in the Rye
year after year.

Now, you come from
a long line of men

who have lived big lives,

men who have made this world

more or less with
their bare hands.

And I am not going to watch
you piss all that away!

When you leave this life,
you're going to goddamn exit it

with some pride in
your accomplishments,

even if I have to drag you

kicking and screaming to
those accomplishments!

Now, you will thank me one day.

And even if you don't, your
future children certainly will.

Unlike you, they
might just be grateful

for that Bradford name.

You look nice. Grown up.

And you look like you're
pretending to be an agent.

They just put me on
leave. I'm still an agent.

- Where's your brother?
- He's next door at Carl's with, you know.

Ready? Go!

- Yeah.
- There we go. This way.

Good, good.

- She really listens to you.
- James.

Uh, Xavier, uh, James just wanted
to come over and play with Lucy.

- Just a little longer?
- Now, son.

- Get your jacket, come on.
- It's okay, James.

Um, it's a crazy day
today at the tower.

I gotta get moving myself.

- You gotta be more careful, Carl.
- Come on!

The no pets rule
is pretty clear.

I know. Uh, I
know. I just, um...

Come on! Bring
it back. Come on!

Look how much they love
each other.

Expecting a 10-year-old
to keep your secret

is a real leap of faith.

That street lamp
they're working on?

That light was not
out last night.

How easy would it be for them
to put a camera in there?

Come on, Xavier, that's a
little paranoid, isn't it?

Is it?

Just be more careful.

You're right. I will be.

I owe you, Xavier.
Anything you ever need.

You know, cut your
lawn, trim your hedges,

sourdough starter for life,

you just say the word.

Thanks, Carl.

Tower?

This is Ava
with event logistics.

Is there any way we can
bring in some cloud cover?

This isn't
spring break. We need somber.

Copy that.

Uh, let's try this one.

There you go.

- Thank you.
- Tower out.

When I was little,
my dad would always

invite me into his office
at the end of the day to...

to, uh, to play a little golf.

Turned out, much to his chagrin,

I, uh, I wasn't exactly
the next Tiger Woods.

Um...

He used to say putting
was his happy place,

that his head would clear,
and that all the stress

and the pressure
would just fade away.

And I'm sure he needed golf
down here more than ever.

I mean, you know, let's
face it, he was, uh...

...he was
unraveling those last few weeks.

You know, some of you
might have even seen him

running around in his bathrobe.

Yeah, those, um...

Those last days were rough.

My dude, I got
Rocky III queued up,

not to mention some
popcorn and some bourbon.

You in?

Little Clubber Lang, some Mr. T?

We can skip right to Eye of
the Tiger. It's the best.

The hero at his lowest
point gets his shit together

and he kicks in some
balls, you'll love it.

- What do you say?
- I'd say your taste in movies

is as dated as your
taste in music.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
save it for my biography.

Come on.

Watch a classic
with your old man.

That biography, that...

that pretty much
writes itself, no?

Part one, an alcoholic
daddy's boy wakes up at age 42

and decides he wants
to be president.

Okay, spare me the whole righteous
teenage shtick, will you?

Part two, following the collapse
of civilization, he, uh,

he hunkers down in his mansion

playing Pebble Beach
in a golf simulator

while a bunch of gazillionaires
stick their hands up his ass

- to make his mouth move.
- Jeremy.

Get off me!

Ah, keep your friggin'
hands to yourself, Junior!

Hey!

- What's going on? Dad.
- It's just...

I was just trying to get...

- Okay, alright, it's alright.
- I'm sorry, sir.

We got an alert he'd
left the guest house.

- We found him at the neighbors.
- Okay, I wanna go to my study!

- He will not let me go to my study!
- Okay, alright.

It's my study, Dad. You live
in the guest house, remember?

- How did he get out?
- I have no idea.

Grandpa, I'll... I'll show
you to the study, yeah?

- I just wanna get my book.
- Okay.

Sniper here won't let
me go to my study.

Son of a bitch.

It's probably time we
start thinking about

- putting a child lock...
- No, no, no. Not yet, man.

- Just thought if we...
- Not yet.

Yes, sir.

No, Jeremy. My name's Jeremy.

- Not Cal.
- Huh.

That's what Cal named
his boy. "Jeremy."

Such a limp, ineffectual name.

That... That's a kind
of name for a fop,

a fool, or a physicist.

Not according to Pearl Jam, Dad.

Ah, that's
where I put it.

Okay, Dad, you
can't leave the grounds.

Are you listening?
Without telling someone.

Eh, you were always weak.

That's why the
sniper had to do it.

Why do you keep calling
him that? It's Agent Pace.

And these agents aren't your
babysitters, you understand?

You thought they were all
lost at sea, those four.

And they did it right
under your nose, too.

You... You know, you were

never the sharpest
tool in the shed, kid.

Okay, why don't we get
you back to your place?

Ah, ah, ah, ah!

Not my president.

- Not mine either.
- Hey, don't be like that.

Hey!

I don't know what I
did to piss you off.

You never stood up.
You never fought back.

You knew what was coming
and you kept it to yourself.

That makes you complicit.

Okay.

You know, I-I-I really...
I can't wait to see

how you hide from yourself when
the liquor finally runs out.

I wish you'd died with
the rest of the world.

Yeah.

Yeah, the man loved his golf.

Hey there, Collins-es.

Jane.

Have you seen Billy today?
He hasn't answered my texts.

Oh.

Weird, I've been trying
to get ahold of him, too.

Hey, Pres, can you take
James to Carl's, please?

- Come on, Booger.
- Takes one to know one.

You're still a booger.

Something's not right.
Let's go find Billy.

Collins.

Can we have a quick word?

It's about Cal.

Jane, give us a
minute, would you?

The crime scene.

I sent the DNA
samples to the lab

for testing a few days ago.

The samples never
arrived at the lab.

Delayed or lost?

The samples never arrived.

And who is the one person with the power
to get in the way of something like that?

Look, Collins, I'm big enough
to admit that you had a point.

But you and me...

is about as wide as my circle
of trust goes right now.

Well, you were dating
the murder victim,

so my circle of trust is
staying put for right now.

What are
you thinking about?

Eh, my old man
had a bad episode today.

You know, my dad was
one of the first people

that Samantha recruited
to help build this place?

He had the subsurface
geologic experience.

He knew how to find
seams in the earth.

But his biggest
contribution was me.

His hand-picked man in charge

who could open up all of Lady
Liberty's precious resources

for whatever she needed.

- Can I ask you a question?
- Hm?

Did you vote for me?

- No.
- Oh.

You came off like the spoiled
moron son of a billionaire.

Don't you dare.

Wow.

Cal, can I be honest with you?

That was sugarcoated?

No matter what your father
did to get you here,

you have shouldered an
unimaginable burden.

This is still your presidency.

You can make of it
whatever you want.

♪ How you feel ♪

♪ More than words... ♪

So, you're saying if
you could do it again,

you would vote for me?

I am saying

that I have since discovered
you have certain...

- practices and policies I quite enjoy.
- Uh-huh.

I wonder what those are.

♪ 'Cause I'd already know ♪

♪ What would you do ♪

♪ If my heart was torn in two? ♪

Hey, does my dad have
a nickname for you?

- A nickname?
- Yeah.

Other than the
occasional condescending

"sweetheart" or "darling," no.

No nickname. Why?

He's been calling Pace a
nickname for a while... "Sniper."

- Hm.
- I don't know, it's weird.

Yeah.

It's hard to be a sniper in
a world without real guns.

God, I miss it.

Yeah? What's that?

Guns.

The weight of them, you know?

- Okay.
- Not just some

orange rubber taser.

You really think
people this powerful

would actually leave
themselves defenseless?

What are you talking about?

Yeah, I can't really
talk about it.

Cal, I'm the special
agent in charge.

If there are guns down here,
I need to know about them.

- I got some work to do.
- Wait, Cal.

The aquifer's
acting up or some shit.

Are you fucking
serious right now?

This is still an illicit affair.

Cal, you do realize
that... that this is...

You...

This is more for me.

You know that, right?

I can't do this right now.

♪ More than words ♪

♪ Is all I ever need ♪

Billy!

- Hey, man, you in there?
- Billy?

Billy, man, you there?

Billy?

Hey.

No, no, no, Billy.

- Jane.
- Oh, my God.

No, Jane. Jane, he's gone.

- No! Billy, no!
- Listen, please...

Yeah, I'm, uh, A...
Agent Collins.

It's, um...

I'm at the home of
Agent Billy Pace.

Uh, h...

Agent down.

Uh, h...

He's dead.

I...
I don't understand.

I was with him last night.
He... he was maybe a little off,

but... I don't know,
not really himself.

But he brought me a sparkler.

I'm so sorry, Jane.

I mean, we argued a tiny bit,
but I don't think that that would...

Oh God,
why did he do this?

"Sniper."

"Lost at sea." What the
fuck does that mean?

Restricted access?

I've got top fucking presidential
clearance, motherfucker.

The fuck...?

As you
can see, there's nothing left.

Radiation levels
are still very high.

We're taking a big risk
being exposed this long.

Are you
there? Did you hear what I said?

We found someone. A woman.

Where did she come from?

We don't know.
She can only speak...

I think it's Creole,

but maybe someone from
the city can translate?

I need you
to keep her there

until I can speak to the others.

We can't
leave her out here.

We're bringing her back.

You're not to do
that, do you understand?

That is final!

- I found them.
- And?

It's like you said.
They got someone with 'em.

They're
coming back here?

Yeah. Less
than a day away.

Then you need
to do what we discussed.

Agent Pace, take them out.

That's an order. If
you can't comply,

I'll find someone who will,
but don't bother coming back.

- Hello there.
- Your Honor.

I mean,
not... uh, not Your Honor.

What
is... what is it?

- Uh, Mr. President!
- Cal is fine.

If I wanted to make a
mixtape, is that possible?

Yeah, uh, yes, we have
the...

...music library. Thousands
and thousands of albums

in various formats with
listening stations...

Terrific, terrific.
Where would that be?

Straight ahead
and up the stairs.

Thank you very much.

And great work
you're doing here.

The library's the
jewel of the city.

♪ Here I go again on my own ♪

♪ Going down the only
road I've ever known ♪

♪ Like a drifter, I was
born to walk alone ♪

♪ And I've made up my mind ♪

♪ I ain't wasting no more time ♪

♪ I'm just another heart
in need of rescue ♪

♪ Waiting on love's
sweet charity ♪

Does patient-doctor confidentiality
still exist down here?

Of course, yes.

Confidentially, then, if
ever, for some reason...

we can't talk anymore
'cause I'm, uh...

let's just say unavailable...

you're gonna wanna
look at someone.

- I... I don't...
- Out of everyone on my detail,

Xavier Collins is the
only one I really trust.

So, you're gonna want
to discuss it with him.

♪ To walk along the
lonely street of dreams ♪

♪ And here I go again on my own ♪

♪ Going down the only
road I've ever known ♪

♪ Like a drifter, I was
born to walk alone ♪

♪ And I've made up my mind ♪

♪ I ain't wasting no more time ♪

It's nice to see
you out of your bathrobe, Cal.

♪ Here I go again on my own... ♪

I know what you did, Samantha.

I accessed the files
about the expedition.

A decision had to be
made, and I made it.

- To be a murderer?
- Every indication

is that the surface of the
planet is uninhabitable.

People need to know that
there are survivors,

that their people could
be alive up there.

And then what?

They go searching, whatever
the fuck that looks like,

letting others
know where we are?

- It's a death sentence.
- That's their decision.

Not yours.

- And I'm gonna tell 'em the truth.
- No, you're not.

I'm the president!

Don't you ever fucking tell
me what I can or cannot do,

you understand me?

- If I decide to tell...
- What?

Say it to my face.

I wanna see what it looks like
when you have balls... sir.

It's fine.

We're fine.

♪ The wind is blowing ♪

♪ Against my face ♪

♪ Sun's beating down ♪

♪ With its warm rays ♪

♪ The robin's song... ♪

Pace took a dose of fentanyl

no one could mistake
for recreational.

Coroner's ruling it a suicide.

Billy was trying to warn
me. He knew something.

About her.

So, first Cal, then Billy.

It was her.

- Tequila, neat.
- Okay.

He was like a little
brother to me. Billy.

I was in love with him. Cal.

♪ A sound so sweet ♪

Neat.

♪ And all my cares
just disappear... ♪

So, what are we gonna do? Sit
here and drink our feelings?

That's an option.

Or... we take her down.

It's gonna be hard taking
anybody down without weapons.

There are weapons.

And I know how to get 'em.

I've been looking
everywhere for you.

How was my eulogy?

Um...

It... it killed.

All he wanted
those last few days

was to hit shots with me

in this stupid thing.

To pretend we were playing

Pebble Beach or
Kapalua, and that...

none of this had ever happened.

I was so awful to him.

I didn't even show up
for dinner that night.

How about you show me Kapalua?

Are you... are you okay?

- Do you want me to turn it off?
- No. No.

It's... it's just
really beautiful.

What are you doing here?

Grandpa.

Um... I'm so sorry.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. What
are you doing here?

- Alright, come on, Grandpa.
- Oh, I know you!

No, I saw her, Cal!

- You're confused.
- I know you, girl! I know you!

- Whoa, hey! Grandpa, stop that!
- Hey! Ow!

- Cal!
- Hey, let go!

- Let go of me, you son of a bitch!
- Stop! Stop.

- I gotta get outta here.
- What are you...

Presley! Pres,
I'm sorry. He's...

He thinks that
I'm my dad, and...

Pre... Pres, I...

I don't want any more
of your trinkets.

What? What are
you talking about?

I can't do this, Cal.

I can't keep coming over
here like your hooker.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, hang on, Rob...

Alright, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, listen.

Will you come sit, please?

- No.
- Hey.

So, you're telling me
you came over here...

dressed like this just
to break my heart?

- I gotta go.
- Okay, look. Hey.

Come on, what...

Get out of my way before
I break your fucking nose!

Well, now you're
just turning me on.

Oh!

Shit! Fuck!

Robinson, wait!
Hey, hey! The guns!

You said you missed
holding a gun.

I was gonna take you shooting.

The sub-basement
of the arena, okay?

You just punch in
a four-digit code.

It's my inauguration day.

Are you actually
trying to use guns

to bribe me into staying?

Yeah. Yes, yes, I am.

That's exactly what I'm doing.
I'll do whatever it takes.

I got a few months
left on this job,

then I can stop the play-acting
with Jessica. And...

we can get a divorce,
and you and I can...

do all that romantic
shit together.

We can hold hands in public

and talk about our
love languages.

All of it. I want
all of it with you.

Nicole.

I love you.

You make me crazy.

Call me when you're sober.

"Cities were consumed...

"and men were gathered
round their blazing homes

to look once more into
each other's face."

I averaged two books a
week for my entire life,

and now, all I can
read is poetry.

It's the only thing that'll
stay in my brain from

start to finish.

Hm.

My wife, she was an English
teacher. High school.

She loved teaching this poem.

Darkness. Lord Byron.

My wife said it was
one of the few poems

that actually got her kids
to sit up in their seats.

I remember.

Yeah.

I remember her giving you
that bookmark for Christmas.

All the luxuries we had,

and that's the one thing
you held onto all this time.

Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Kinda makes you think, doesn't it?

What would she
thought of all this?

She would be grateful
that her son was alive.

Mm.

She and I met in college.

My family didn't approve of her,

and hers could not make
head or tails of me.

So, our courtship
had to be a secret.

And this was our
little signal, you see?

'Cause I would... I
would slip flowers

into whatever she was reading
so that I could be sure

that she knew as
soon as we graduated

and I... and I found my...
my place in the business,

that I would marry her.

Every flower was a secret.

And then, when it came time

to build the biggest
secret of all,

the great secret that would
carry on the history of mankind,

I kept this symbol
alive for her.

So, when you ask,
what would she think,

I, I, I think that you
have confused yourself...

about why I did this.

I built this for
you and for Jeremy.

And I built it for her.

Can I ask you something, Dad?

'Cause I may be in a
bit of danger right now,

and I need to know.

I did everything you
asked of me in this life.

My life was your chess piece.

And I delivered.

I led as big a life
as a man can live,

and I hated every
fucking moment of it.

But I did it.

For you.

So, does any of it...

Have I ever made you proud?

You never did anything
I didn't do for you.

"And the crowd was
famished by degrees..."

- Dad, there's a thing I need...
- Hey, listen.

Um, there's something
awful I need to tell you.

I don't even know...

Uncle Billy, he's gone.

He's dead.

- What?
- I hate to drop it on you like that,

but, um, there's something
I gotta take care of,

and I need you to do exactly
what I ask right now, okay?

Go upstairs and get your
brother, pack a bag,

- whatever you can put into a backpack.
- Why, what's happening?

Extra clothes, James' toothbrush,
maybe a few books to read.

Dad, what are you talking about?

'Cause I need your
help, Presley.

I need you to be in control,

and I need you to
be strong, okay?

Uncle Billy's gone?
Like, this is real?

Yeah, come here.

I know, baby.

I love you.

And I'm asking a lot of you.

I know, I wouldn't put
you through this...

It's okay. Dad, go.

Do what you have to do.

Okay.

Hey, Carl.

I need to call in that favor.

It's gonna be a bit more
than a sourdough starter.

What the hell is
wrong with you, huh?

Why did you do that?

Grandpa, you scared
the shit out of her!

Who?

Don't play it like that.

I'm not playing it
like anything, Cal.

I'm not my fucking dad! O...

Never mind.

You were right the other night.

You were right, Cal.

What was I right about?

All of it.

All of it.

Your mother wanted
to name you Arthur,

after her grandfather.

"Too soft," I said.

Not... not a great man's name.

But Cal Bradford,
now, that's a...

that's a name for a
leader, a leader of men.

I am not proud of
anything I did.

But I am so very proud of you.

And I am so very sorry, Son.

I'm sorry too, Dad.

I'm sorry for what
I said to you.

I forgive you for everything.

"The world was void.

"The populace and the powerful
was a lump, seasonless,

"herbless, treeless,
manless, lifeless.

"A lump of death, a
chaos of hard clay.

"Ships, sailor-less, lay
rotting on the sea...

"and their masts
fell down piecemeal.

"As they dropped...

"they slept on the abyss
without waves were dead.

"The tides were in their grave.

"The moon, their mistress,
had expired before.

"The winds were withered
in the stagnant air...

"and the clouds perished.

"Darkness had no need
of aid from them.

She was the universe."

She...

I saw her that night.

I saw her.

♪ Rising up ♪

♪ Took my chances ♪

♪ Went the distance ♪

♪ Will to survive ♪

♪ So many times ♪

♪ You change your
passion for glory ♪

♪ Don't lose your grip ♪

♪ Keep them alive ♪

♪ And he's watching
us all with the eye ♪

♪ Eye of the tiger ♪

♪ Eye of the tiger ♪

♪ Eye of the ♪