All language subtitles for The Republic of Sarah - S01E01 - Pilot WEBDL-720p PLZPROPER

Sarah.

Sarah?

Sarah, Sarah, Sarah.

Okay, hide the porn, here I come.

Hey... Sleeping Beauty.

Hey, AJ.

You have class in, like, 20 minutes.

What time did you get home last night?

6:00 a.m. Still count as last night?

Somebody had a fun evening.

Yeah.

- This your mom's new masterpiece?
- Hot off the presses.

"To my biggest fan.

Love, Ellen M. Cooper".

She signed it?

Mm. My mom would sign a toilet brush

if you let her. Not
that I'm complaining.

- She's been good lately.
- Mm-hmm.

Take an autograph from
my own mother every day

of the week if it means
she keeps behaving herself.

What are you doing?

I'm looking for my Nirvana T-shirt.

And I'm automatically the prime suspect?

I see how it is.

Accused of theft in my own home.

Okay, it was me.

I'm sorry. Do you want it back?

Not while it still smells
like Teen Spirit.

Let's go, Fenway.

Good morning, sunshine.

I had Luis make yours a triple.

You, Corinne Dearborn, are an angel.

And you, Sarah Cooper,
are sitting in maple syrup.

Oh, my God.

- Yeah, Grover was just gonna clean it up.
- How you doing?

Tired and sore.

Someone I know kept crashing
into me in the pit last night.

It's a punk show. You're
supposed to go home sore.

I'm not complaining. You can crash
into me whenever you want.

Uh, you know you
missed a spot, actually.

Make sure you get it all, Grover.

Can't have my bestie walking
around with syrup ass.

- Thanks, Grover.
- Uh-huh.

- New special.
- Wow, Luis.

Italian iced coffee

stabbed with cocktail swords.

The blood is cherry glaze.

I call it the Caesar Freezer. Huh?

What do you think?

I think you should only sell
it on the Ides of March,

and the receipt should be in Latin.

- Brilliant as ever.
- Thank you.

- Have a good one.
- Bye, Luis.

Bye.

You know there are

a dozen more of those
mining company cidiots

showing up every day?

Hopefully the town meeting
today will finally

tell us what the hell
they're doing here.

- It's got to be big.
- Hmm?

How do you know?

That's the fifth one of those
I've seen this week, so...

unless they're assembling
the Transformers,

I think we're in for some
serious construction.

Well, maybe it's a good thing, right?

I mean, if whatever
Lydon Industries is doing

means that they invest in the town,

then the revenue could pay
for local improvements.

And a rising tide lifts all ships.

- Yeah, and a flood drowns everyone.
- Sarah.

Oh, so how was last night?

Nothing happened with Grover.

Because you don't want it to?

Because... he's my best friend.

Other than you.

- And I don't want to risk losing that.
- Mm-hmm.

Yes, I like Grover,

but I can't be the one
to make the first move.

Not after what happened.
It's just too soon.

So, for now the ball's in his court.

Well, let's just hope that

pretty soon his balls are in your court.

What?

We still on for lunch?

Yes. Always.

- Same spot?
- Yeah.

- Have a good class.
- You, too.

All right, all right, all right,
all right, all right,

you little monsters, let's get started.

Don't let the goofy hair fool you.

Ethan Allen is an imposing dude.

While the redcoats have been
back in England sipping tea,

this guy has been on the
frontier fist-fighting bears.

He's basically like
colonial Jason Momoa.

So, Ethan and his men
take Fort Ticonderoga.

After clearing British outposts here,

our heroes head north to...

Anyone?

Bella, eyes on me. Uh...

Tyler, care to enlighten us?

They went north to Crown Point.

Very good. Except now
our militia's being led

by a very dreamy Jon Snow
type named Seth Warner.

Seth Warner, who, before the war,

worked as a... Maya?

Oh, I don't think she speaks English.

She hasn't said a word since
she showed up in this town.

If only keeping one's mouth
shut were a skill

we could teach you, Hunter.

Okay, Seth Warner worked as a surveyor,

and yet he would go on to lead

one of the most successful
colonial militias

of the whole revolution.

Just another reminder
that ordinary people

can do extraordinary things.

Thank you.

Maya, will you hang out for a sec?

Why didn't you answer
my question just now?

You wrote your last essay
on Seth Warner.

You probably know more
about him than I do.

I know this transition is hard.

Greylock is about as far
from L.A. as you can get.

And as far as class goes,

you don't need to dumb
yourself down to fit in.

- Just be your normal smart self, okay?
- I can do that.

Danny?

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same question.

Don't tell me you're
still living in Greylock.

You work for Lydon Industries?

Why else would I come back?

Thank you. Thank you.

Today's a great day, folks.

Today, our quaint little town

becomes a really big deal.

Now, please join me in
welcoming one of Greylock's

own sons to the stage, Danny Cooper.

Your brother?

I'm excited to announce

that a sizable deposit of
coltan has been discovered

right here in Greylock.

It's a metallic ore used
to make parts for

electronics... uh, capacitors mostly.

Our engineers have spent
the past few weeks

mapping the deposit

and have finalized a plan to extract it.

We'll begin with an excavation
on the eastern edge of town.

Once those sites are up and running,

we'll start work on a few
processing facilities

on Main Street, as well as new housing

to accommodate the influx of workers.

Now, uh, Danny, the project
includes upgrades to

local infrastructure, correct?

New roads, new power grid.

New tennis courts for the high school.

I know my daughter
will love that last one.

Absolutely.

Improving Greylock is among
our highest priorities.

Your success is our success.

- Hi.
- Now, we hope to begin immediately...

It looks like most of those
buildings sit on private land.

Yes, thank you, Sarah. I
was just getting to that.

Our project does require acquisition

of a few private properties,

but anyone displaced by the drilling

will be displaced right into
the home of their dreams.

Uh, I built my house with
my own two hands, Danny.

I'm already in the home of my dreams.

Well, if you'll just be patient,
I'd be more than...

Who are these workers
you're talking about?

We don't need a bunch of
flatlanders taking over.

- What about tourism?
- What about noise from construction?

Is coltan toxic?

- Uh, people, please.
- What about our water, our air?

I'm sure Lydon can answer
all your concerns.

Of course we can. Of
course we can. Uh...

but it's clear this is
not the place to do it.

We'll schedule one-on-one meetings

with landowners in the coming weeks.

In the meantime, let me
just say thank you

to Mayor Whitmore, and,
uh, congratulations.

You all just won the lottery.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Don't feel like the lottery,
though, huh?

Danny. Danny.

Hey.

Danny, what are you doing?

You mean besides my job?

You were gone for years.

No calls, no e-mails, no nothing.

You could have been
dead for all we knew.

Now you're back for what?
What, what is this,

- some kind of revenge tour?
- Revenge tour?

I'm here for work, Sarah.

This has nothing to do with you.

This has everything to do with me.

You can't just appear
after all this time

and expect me to act
like everything's fine.

And don't even get me started
on whatever the hell that was.

Processing facilities on Main Street?

We don't even have
stoplights on Main Street.

This land you're talking about...

what if people don't
want to sell it to you?

They'll sell, Sarah. They always do.

Everyone's a revolutionary
till they count

the zeros on the check.

- Come on, Danny, this is your home, too.
- Was.

Was my home, sis.

Now it's just another Podunk town

on a long list of places
I'd rather not be.

You're more than welcome to leave.

I will be gone soon enough,

and these people can go back
to their worthless little lives

with all their worthless little friends.

How is Mom, by the way?

Oh, don't worry, if it's a fight
you want... I'll give you one.

Mom.

Mom?

Oh... geez, Mom.

Hi, honey.

What are you doing here?

I came to tell you about
Danny being back in town,

but clearly you've already heard.

The prodigal son returns.

I thought I would have
a little celebration.

Yeah, it looks like more than a little.

Well, you say potato and I say potato.

You had ten months sober, Mom.

- So what?
- So that's a big deal.

It's important. Not to...

Not to mention the fact
that I put in a lot of work

to get you those ten months, Mom.

So, what do you want, a medal?

What I want is to be able
to come to your house

and not worry I'm gonna find you
face down in your own puke.

If you came here to make me feel bad,

- you can just leave.
- No, Mom, I can't.

Hunter, Hunter, stop! Stop!

Hey, come on, Bella.

I mean, do you really
want to be the only one

of your friends who's still a virgin?

Do you really want to be the only one

of your friends with a broken nose?

Forget it.

Thought you were cool.

I thought the same thing about you.

Bella.

Bella.

Bella!

Bitch!

All the times I've had to pick
my mother up off the floor.

Think I'd be used to it by now.

You know you don't always got
to be the one picking her up.

Who else is gonna do it?

It'd be nice if she could
finally learn to do it herself.

Can't teach an old dog new tricks.

♪ Hard times, everything
that makes you feel tired... ♪

Okay, I'm all in.

- You're going down.
- No chance. I call.

Oh!

Really, after all the crap
I've had to deal with today,

you can't just let me have this one?

Nice try, short pants,
but I'm not falling

for the damsel-in-distress
routine, not when you're up

in this series by, like, 20 games.

♪ And now it's just a
fight for both of us... ♪

Um, you missed some...

frosting.

♪ It's just time ♪

Thanks.

♪ Or it's the wrong time... ♪

Yep.

♪ I can't deal with you... ♪

Uh...

I should get back to it.

But, uh, you feel free to...

wallow in defeat.

Oh, big words coming from
the guy who's in second place.

The silver medal's gonna look

- great around your neck.
- Uh-huh.

Hey.

Do you need a ride?

Uh, thank you, but I'm
not gonna get into a car

with a stranger, so...

I'm not a stranger.

I'm in your AP history class.

Tyler.

- Oh, hey.
- Hi.

♪ The currency is murder,
you a man of worth? ♪

♪ They say the day is coming ♪

♪ Drumming that you can't reverse ♪

♪ Watch the banner burn
before the cannon bursts ♪

♪ Don't chase an illusion... ♪

I'm sorry.

I can... find some...

Taylor Swift or...

whatever.

I like A Tribe Called Red.

You don't strike me as much
of a fan of Native music.

Well, don't judge a book by its cover.

Seriously, how do you know
A Tribe Called Red?

My cousin.

He's an assistant

to a music agent in L.A.

These guys are my favorites...
the Six Nations.

Is that what tribe you are?

No, I'm Mandan.

Family is from North Dakota.

That's cool.

♪ I mean it, I mean ♪

♪ Yasiin and Yassin and the R.E.D.... ♪

You know, it's none
of my business, but...

it's not exactly normal to
find someone wandering

out around here in the woods after dark.

I just... don't really
want to talk about it.

So...

♪ Yasiin and Yassin and the R.E.D.... ♪

Hey, I guess I have reception again.

Hey, Dad.

Yeah, on the way.

Okay.

♪ I mean it, I mean... ♪

Whoa, you met Misty Copeland?

You know Misty Copeland?

You don't really strike
me as a ballet guy.

Don't judge a book by its cover.

Danny.

You presented Lydon's plans yesterday.

You can't start working today.

People have a right
to protect their land.

Their land, sure.

The plots we're clearing
today are municipal.

Means the mayor is free to
sell us the mineral rights.

Fine, but these municipal plots

share a boundary with people's homes.

You're about to wipe
out their backyards.

Well, they're more than welcome to move

their backyards someplace else.

Yeah.

Sarah, get out of the way.

- Sarah, move!
- Or what?

You gonna run me over in
front of all these people?

Lydon Industries is a publicly
traded company, right?

How does flattening schoolteachers

usually play with the stockholders?

Let's go!

The tiny New Hampshire town
made headlines this weeks.

after it was announced that
a billion dollars' worth

of coltan was discovered
within its borders.

But it looks like local residents aren't

going down without a fight...
"Live Free or Die" indeed.

The dispute is likely
to end up in court...

You get enough to eat?

You want some more toast?

I got to go to the library
before school starts.

Hey, the pumpkin patch on Jefferson Road

is finally open... I was thinking

we could go this weekend.

You know,

the transition to your new home
might be a little easier

if you adjusted your attitude.

This isn't my home. My home's
in L.A. with my friends

- and family.
- I'm your family, Maya.

No, you're the dude that
knocked my mom up

16 years ago,

then remembered he was gay and ran off.

I didn't run off.

Your mother and I decided it
was best if we parted ways.

Best for who?

My mom's in jail and that
stupid judge sent me here.

The only person who
got the life they wanted

is you.

She hates me.

Sit down, sit down.

This is Maya's AP history
exam from yesterday.

After she finished, she
spent the rest of class

drawing Los Angeles on the back.

She doesn't hate you, Luis.

She's just homesick.

What the hell?

Danny.

I told you, you can't just roll
in here and bulldoze our land.

This is not your land. Not anymore.

And you are?

Way less of a pushover
than your brother is.

This is Marilyn Hill, she's
senior vice president

of our legal group.

This morning, Governor Taggert
signed eminent domain paperwork

which gives Greylock's public space

to the state of New Hampshire,

and the state of New
Hampshire would like

to resume work right away.

Eminent domain paperwork takes forever.

The only way you could al... oh.

The town meeting was just a
show... you're trying to get us

to sign off on something
you're gonna do anyway.

Maybe the locals aren't quite
as slow as you said they'd be.

Hey, come on, you don't
have to talk to us like that.

I don't have to talk to you at all.

We have to stop these bastards.

And I'm not talking about
playing chicken with bulldozers.

We need to figure out a way
to send Lydon packing for good.

Forget it, Sarah.

They're a billion-dollar
corporation and we're...

- Not.
- Their sparkling water budget's

probably bigger than our municipal GDP.

- We can't beat them.
- Come on, you guys.

We can't just sit here
and let them flatten us.

We have to fight back.

Pretty devoted group to stay up

all night working on this with you.

"Some go to priests, others to poetry;

I to my friends".

Justin Bieber?

Virginia Woolf.

New special.

Americano in the middle,

served with Canadian Maple Syrup above

and a Mexican churro below.

- I call it "The NAFTA".
- What are these?

Cinnamon sugar for the borders
between the countries.

You can sprinkle some into your coffee

or dip the churro into
it for extra sweets.

What do you think?

I think you're a genius.

Wait, why am I a genius?

Border disputes!

You guys, I know how we can stop this.

I took a class in college on
early American cartography.

Luis reminded me of a
weird thing we studied

that I think can help us.

As long as we belong to New Hampshire,

New Hampshire makes the rules, but...

what if we didn't belong
to New Hampshire?

Are you suggesting we
secede from the Union?

You have to be a part of the Union

before you can secede from it.

We don't qualify.

The first people who lived
on this land were the Abenaki.

For hundreds of years they had

a thriving civilization

until a bunch of French and
English colonists showed up

and pillaged, plundered, and
poached them from their homes.

Those colonists then went
on to divide up a continent

that was never theirs to begin with.

Long story short: we have the
U.S. and we have Canada.

The border between the U.S. and Canada

was established in 1842

by the Webster-Ashburton Treaty.

Part of that border is set
by the Woonsock River,

which flows along the
southern edge of town.

But check it out.

When the Canadians mapped the area

in January of 1842,

they drew the river in one place.

When the Americans mapped it

four months later, they drew
the river way further south.

Why? Because the river jumped

between the dates that
the maps were drawn.

It happens for all kinds of
reasons... erosion, floods...

it's pretty common.

Here's the uncommon part.

The treaty says that everything
north of the Woonsock

is Canada.

And everything south...

... is America.

The river jumping left a huge chunk

of open land in the middle.

Greylock sits in this land.

Which means that this town
was never legally claimed

by either of its national neighbors.

If we declare independence,

we'd gain total control over
what happens within our borders,

including who does and does
not get to drill on this land.

The way to save our town is
to turn it into a country.

Are you insane?

I-I want to stop the drilling
as much as the next person,

- but declaring independence... it's...
- Insane.

Okay, guys, chill.

I'm not suggesting we actually
start a new country.

We just got to make Lydon think we are.

We declare independence
using this map loophole,

and the whole thing will
get tangled up in court.

Lydon will have to stop drilling,

which will give us time to figure out

how to save Greylock for good.

Let's say we go along with this.

How exactly do we declare independence?

We just text the president, "Boy, bye"?

We hold a vote.

If the majority of Greylock
says yes, we're in.

Lydon started eminent domain proceedings

way before anyone in this town even knew

there was coltan under our feet.

If they want to play dirty, fine.

So can we.

We need to put a stop to this.
Now, earlier today,

Sarah had her mother call in a favor

with the district judge.

He signed off on an emergency referendum

on independence.

Which means that the only way

that we can stop this
ridiculous idea now

is to win the vote.

This is clearly some kind of
tactic just to slow us down.

Whatever it is, it's dangerous.

Besides, I know I'm not
the only person in town

who sees some benefit
from Lydon's plans.

What we need to do is to convince people

to vote against Sarah's
plan for independence.

Now, Sarah and her pals are
already knocking on doors.

It is time that we do the same.

That's right.

Maya!

Go, Maya!

Yes, yes!

Go, Maya!

So, how'd it go this morning?

Uh, good.

Corinne and I put up
independence posters

all over town, and we must have
knocked on a hundred doors.

I got to say,

people actually seem excited.

Mm.

Nothing like an insurgency
to inspire the masses.

Look, I don't think it's an insurgency

that's inspiring them.

- It's you.
- Oh.

- Come on.
- I'm serious.

Everywhere I went,

people asked me to thank you

for leading the charge against Lydon.

I'm not a leader.

Yeah, nice try.

There's not many people I'd
follow into a fire, but...

you're definitely one of them.

Hey. Squanto.

Hmm?

Saw you, uh, talking
to my chick yesterday.

Her name is Bella.

She's a girl, not a farm bird.

Stay away from Bella.

Yeah, you first.

Don't make me hurt you.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Hey, Hunter.

Call me Squanto again,

I'm gonna start throwing some
punches that actually land.

Hi, Corinne.

Danny.

This, uh, independence thing is...

it's pretty crazy.

Someone really should talk
some sense into Sarah.

I was...

I was hoping

- that someone is you.
- After everything you've put me through,

after all these years,
you're really standing here,

- asking for my help?
- Corinne, um...

You know that when
you left, I spent weeks

telling everyone what
a good person you were.

They hated you, you know,
for what you did to me.

And-and for what you did to Sarah.

But I... I told them they didn't
know the whole story.

They didn't know what
you'd been through,

and that someday you'd come back

and you'd clean up the
mess you made, and...

I know I screwed everything up, okay?

I-I... I know I did,

- but if we could...
- Hey, Mom.

Josh, hi, sweetie.

Did-did-did you wash your hands?

Okay, you-you go ahead, and I'm...

I'm just gonna be right
behind you, okay?

- Got it.
- Okay.

Goodbye, Danny.

Corinne, Corinne, wait.

I did. I waited.

For longer than I should have.

I'm not gonna do that again.

Caesar salad

for you.

Ham sandwich for the hubs.

And a grilled cheese
with no crust for Josh.

Thank you, Groves.

Anything else I could help you with?

- Um, you can ask Sarah out.
- Corinne...

- Come on.
- If you're about to drop

some romantic comedy monologue on me

about how it's time for me
to find somebody else

and there are sunnier skies ahead,

I don't want to hear it.

I opened up my heart once,

and the universe just spat
in it and slammed it closed.

"'Tis better to have loved and lost

- than never to have loved at all".
- Okay.

It's more accurate the other way around.

I mean, you of all people
should know that.

- That's not fair.
- And neither is you coming in here

trying to play Dr. Drew with me.

Look, you've been through a lot, Grover.

I can't imagine.

But you can't keep your
head in the sand forever.

You and Sarah are
perfect for each other.

We all know it. Just...

put on a cute outfit
and buy some flowers

- and go to her house.
- Hmm.

You do that, and I promise you
good things will happen.

Good things.

Really good things.

Okay, thanks.

Good night, Corinne.

Cruella de Vil, was it?

You here to bulldoze our town hall?

I'm here so I can tell you

I know the truth about your mother.

Ellen Cooper: renowned public servant,

best-selling author
and, as it turns out,

world-class alcoholic.

Those are police reports
from the late '90s.

They detail a handful of incidents
involving your mother.

She was arrested three times for DUI.

There was also an episode
in which several people

reported hearing her
screaming at your brother.

He was only 11 years old.

The sheriff at the time
buried the cases,

and no abuse was ever reported.

Kill this independence thing,
or those go public.

Danny told me how much
your mother means to you.

You're a classic fixer.

Hopelessly devoted to broken people.

You'll do the right thing,

even if you don't know it yet.

Are you kidding me, Danny?

- Sarah?
- I know it was you.

You gave Marilyn those police reports.

You gave her Mom, so she could get me.

Sarah, I have no idea...

Just shut up.

What did I do?

What did I do to you that was

so bad that you decided your life

would be better without me in it?

All I have ever wanted
was to be close to you,

and all you've ever done
is try to get away from me.

I know what Mom was.

I remember the night
you had to get stitches

'cause she threw a glass at your head.

I remember the bruises on your back

when she hit you with a bottle.

I get why you stopped talking
to her for all these years.

But why did you stop talking to me?

Okay.

You win, Danny.

Congratulations.

Um... I'll stop the vote
on independence.

It was a... it was a dumb idea, anyway.

I'll just go away.

I've had enough of you for one lifetime.

Danny.

We, um...

we need to talk.

Sarah.

You got to see this.

I had a long career that saw the public

put their faith in me,

a faith that I repaid with deceit.

But the deceit stops now.

I'm an alcoholic.

Both during my years
in politics and today.

The truth is that I was arrested
three times for drunk driving

during my tenure in the State Senate.

I regret that I didn't have the courage

to get the help that I needed.

I want to apologize

to anyone who has been
hurt by my actions,

especially members of my family.

To my children...

I'm sorry.

All of the titles that I've ever held,

"mother" is the one I'm the proudest of.

But the one that I deserve the least.

I'm so sorry.

Your confession this morning...

Why did you do it?

Well, late last night, your
brother came to the house.

He made it perfectly clear
he still wants nothing

to do with me.

I guess he feels differently about you.

You've spent your whole
life protecting me.

I think it's about time
I return the favor.

Does this mean you
believe in independence?

It means that I believe in you.

Well, that makes one of us.

But the last thing anyone needs

is me hiding in a closet,
crying into a tub of Rocky Road.

I guess I'm just...

... scared.

You know, Sarah,

when things got hard during my career,

hiding in the closet and
crying into a tub of Rocky Road

is exactly what I did.

Except, in my case, it wasn't
a tub of Rocky Road.

The fact that you're
facing this head-on,

it's all the proof you need

that you're ready for this.

I've changed my mind about independence.

The whole thing started

as a tactic to slow the governor down

so that we could gain some leverage

over the mining company.

Declaring independence was just a trick.

But I don't think it should be.

I think we should do it for real.

Okay, Sarah, just stop.

You can't honestly believe we
should declare independence.

I believe in this town, William.

I believe Greylock is worth saving.

Listen, I'm no hero.

It should be obvious to everyone by now

I have no idea what I'm doing.

I certainly

don't know how to run a country,

let alone start a new one.

But here's what I do know.

I know that I care about
the people in this town.

I know I'm not gonna let
them get steamrolled.

And I know that Lydon Industries,

and every other giant

bloodsucking corporation

that thinks they can walk
all over average people

in pursuit of a quick buck,

are more than welcome
to go right to hell.

Yeah!

That's right!

Please tell me you haven't been

hanging out at Dad's rock.

He's not coming back, Sarah.

He's never coming back.

So, you gonna tell me why you stopped

your boss's blackmail plot
or do I have to guess?

A fair fight is one thing.

You go head-to-head with Marilyn

and she kicks your ass, so be it.

But her cheating didn't sit right.

- Why not?
- Because...

you're my sister.

Never stopped you from
being crappy to me before.

I was a kid before.

My life isn't better without you in it.

I wanted to call.

Every time I thought of Greylock,

everything that happened...

It just hurt too much.

If it's so painful, why come back?

And don't say "work". A
company as big as Lydon...

they could've found somebody else.

I'm sorry I punched you.

I'm still pissed about the way you left,

and I'm still pissed about
you ghosting Corinne,

but I shouldn't have hit you.

You should've hit me harder.

Next time raise your elbow
and swing from the hip.

Hi.

Hey. Um...

Did you need a table?

_

Can I sit here?

Oh.

Yeah, of-of course.

1,161...

... to 744.

Independence wins.

Alexis. Bella.

Let's go.

Mayor Whitmore?

Not anymore.

It's just William now. I don't
want any part of this.

Okay, so...

who's in charge if the mayor quits?

Ms. Cooper.

Okay, pump the brakes, Tyler.

I'm just a school teacher.

Seth Warner was "just" a surveyor,

and he managed to lead one of the most

successful militias of the
entire American Revolution.

In class, you've been telling us

that ordinary people can
do extraordinary things.

Here's your chance to prove it.

Uh, I'm with them.

I vote Sarah.

Me, too.

Me, too.

I'm with you, Sarah.

You can do this!

Uh...

I'm here to announce
that the town of Greylock

has voted to declare independence.

This will mean a lot of changes for us

in coming weeks.

But one thing I want
to mention right now is

that we will be stopping
all mining operations

until we get a chance to further

- discuss the issue.
- Ms. Cooper,

are you expecting backlash
from Lydon Industries?

Ms. Cooper, is it true your mayor quit?

Does this make you the leader

of a brand-new country?

Sarah Cooper.

I'm Special Agent Lindholm with the FBI.

This is Special Agent Beasley.

We're placing you under arrest.

Me? For what?

You've conspired to
overthrow the authority

of the American government,

a federal crime as described

in U.S. Code Title 18,

Section 2384.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and
will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford...

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