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Previously on "Colony"...

You're done when the job is done.

Do not turn this on again

until you have eyes on the missing host.

Good morning.

I'm Andrew MacGregor.

I, uh, run this place.

I'd like you to write down everything

that you learned in Los Angeles.

Children go to school. Adults work.

And then there are no
electronics of any kind.

- A RAP.
- It's online.

- Your enemy is coming here.
- Yes.

And what will they do
when they get here?

Total annihilation.

God.

My department was responsible
for running analytics

on the dark web.

Monitoring bot nets and arms dealers.

Nothing that specific.

We were trying to figure out
the shape of this thing.

But that was a waste of time.
It was just chaos.

And that's when you hired the kid.

Yeah.

Some hotshot who was supposed
to get his feet wet

in my department before
he moved on to bigger things.

Then he got curious. Started tinkering.

It was all hidden in plain sight.

Extra data packets
attached to everything

that moved across the deep web.

What was in the packets?

No way to tell.
It was totally encrypted.

The thing is, the volume
of information was enormous.

Almost 40% of everything
we were intercepting.

I brought it to my bosses.

Two days later, the kid dies
in a traffic accident.

And then I get promoted
to a different desk.

I'm not the most political guy,
but even I got the picture.

We're going up against a vast
intergovernmental conspiracy.

The most powerful people in the world

are betraying the rest of us.

I got that from your website.

What I don't understand is,
why are they doing this?

- Aren't they already in charge?
- The kid...

he tried to crack the codes on
the encrypted packets, right?

Yeah.

But he ran into a brick wall.

He said it was like
nothing he'd ever seen.

As if the code had been
designed by an intelligence

far greater than our own.

Think how easy our technology
has made it

to seize control of our planet.

Everything is online.

The controls to our power grids.

The way we communicate.

The most personal details
of our private life.

It's all just sitting there,
waiting to be exploited.

Exploited by who?

Not who. What.

You've done an important thing here.

The world is asleep on its feet.

We're gonna wake 'em up.

This can't trace back to me.

Trust me, I take every
possible precaution.

_

Remember to pick up Chris
at practice tomorrow.

Right.

Working late again?

Yeah.

Gotta get the gift boxes ready
for the holiday rush.

Okay.

Target acquired. FBI.

- Stay down, Laura, it's okay.
- On the floor!

What the hell are you...

Do you work for them?

I've been going over all the evidence.

You're in a lot of trouble,
Mr. MacGregor.

You just made your first big mistake.

You see, before,

people thought I was just
some crackpot on the internet.

But now, I've got a platform.

People will listen to me.

Why exactly do you think
people will listen

to an accused pedophile?

What?

Your little cabin back in the woods

stuffed to the brim
with child pornography

that horrified even
the most experienced agents.

You planted this.

You know, I feel badly for your wife.

And your children.

Who betrayed me?

Somebody smart enough

to choose the right side of history.

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What happened?

It's a machine.

Wait, who? The RAP?

Yeah.

That thing we saw in the
crashed capsule near Big Bear.

It had guts, no wires.

Maybe that's what it was talking about.

Maybe that's one of its enemies.

The RAPs have enemies?

That's what it said.

You knew about this.

I heard rumors.

There were a lot of rumors at the IGA.

Most of them seemed
like rationalizations.

Anyway, why did it matter

to a bunch of people living
in a cabin off the grid?

It matters now.

The captured RAP has said
that they were being chased

by something much worse.

That they were on the run just
trying to defend themselves.

You heard that too.

It's time to start talking.

The RAPs said they would protect us

if we gave them what they needed.

A slave labor force.

The Factory's main purpose
is to build a defense grid.

That way, if the other side
ever catches up to the RAPs,

Earth won't be annihilated in the fight.

Wait, so the RAPs are saying
that they're the good guys?

Do you believe it?

I don't know.

MacGregor shut down the interrogation

before we could dig any deeper.

Why? We should be in there
asking it everything.

You're right.

This is the best opportunity
the human Resistance

has ever had.

All of the answers
are a few feet from us.

My unsolicited advice

would be to tread very lightly
in those waters.

MacGregor's a man who likes to
be in charge of the narrative.

Seven, zero.

Copy that, Baker Five.

We'll rendezvous at those coordinates.

Over and out.

I don't like it.

You don't like anything.

Maybe the signal went down

because the Occupation cracked the code.

We could be walking into a trap.

I know that guy's voice.

I've been talking to him for six months.

And you'd know if he had
a gun pointed at his head?

- We have to meet him.
- Why?

Because I need the camp's location.

Do you really think they just
hand out that address?

Only a few people outside
know where it is.

You lied.

No, I said I would take you
to the camp, and I will.

This is just the procedure.

Maybe I was a little misleading.

But it's not like you're giving away

all of your secrets either.

You ready?

The enemy.

Machines. All of 'em.

They conquered our cities.

They stole our lands.

They murdered our friends and families.

And last night,
one of the enemy finally spoke.

Lies.

It claims it is our friend.

That they came to support us
against another enemy

that has yet to be seen.

Now the truth is, this Click is
trying to exploit us.

It knows that humans are weak.

Most humans are.

But not the ones in this camp.

This thing speaks in contradictions.

We would drive ourselves mad
trying to sift through it all.

But we are not gonna play its game.

So I lay our broken enemy at your feet.

Now we can continue to listen
to its pathetic attempts

to beg for whatever amounts to its life.

Or we can claim a true victory
for the Resistance

by destroying it.

Now, think for a moment the
message that that will send.

We destroy a Click, and while
they are still reeling

from that loss, we deliver a
devastating strike to the heart

of the collaborationist
military apparatus.

We demonstrate to the Clicks
and their collaborators

and every single Resistance
cell on this planet

that mankind will not go quietly.

Destroy it!

Destroy it!

Look for a bus.

Who are you?

Tania Two.

Three months ago you broke protocol

and accidentally used
a real name over the air.

What was it?

Lawrence.

Who's your friend?

He ran a cell in
the LA bloc before it emptied.

Camp's never been down this long.
I'm losing my shit.

What was their last transmission?

Uh, a package had arrived
from Los Angeles.

- Some alien tech.
- A gauntlet?

They say who brought it?
Was it a family?

- I don't know, man.
- Are they your friends?

I'm thinking we should disappear

before they start
rolling up our whole network.

Smart guy.

We need to get to the camp.

That's crazy.

What if it's been
overrun by the Occupation?

We have critical information
for them about some

super-weapon the Occupation
is building in Seattle.

I need the location.

I can't give the location
to you without authorization,

and that only comes from the camp.

I know I'm asking you to break protocol,

but this is an emergency.

Don't you want to know
what happened at the camp

before you spend the rest
of your life on the run?

Stay here.

Your man looks like he's
gonna jump out of his skin.

You try living out here for two years

with just a radio to keep you company.

Actually, you'd probably love that.

Make sure you get that fire going.

Hey.

What's up, Mom?

I gotta catch up on some sleep.

Okay.

Smart, that one.

Takes after me.

Commander wants to see you.

I built this place before the Arrival.

Bet this made for a nice
mountain getaway back then.

Hmm.

I was picked up on some
trumped-up charge,

so I skipped bail and I dug in here.

The evidence against the Clicks
was overwhelming,

but some people would
rather be blind than see.

Not us.

Hmm.

The reason that this camp
has survived for so long

is that the people
who remain fall in line

behind a singular vision.

Yours.

Revolutions aren't won by committee.

No, but they're won with smart strategy.

Which requires accurate
intelligence gathering.

We have the enemy in our hands;
I can't think of one reason

why we wouldn't want to question it,

find out more about what we're fighting.

Because every word that comes out
of that thing's mouth is poison.

We'll never know what's true

unless we keep asking it questions.

We have information that
might corroborate

what the Click was saying
about the other species.

A ship crashed in the mountains
in Northern California

while we were making our way north.

I saw that in your notebook.

And your scout saw it too.

We stumbled upon an escape capsule.

I don't know what was inside,
but it was not a machine.

I saw that in your notes too,
but there is no corroboration.

Well, all of this lines up
with other things that we know.

We've heard that the Clicks
are using the Factory

to build a huge defensive grid
to shield themselves

and us from whatever else is coming.

You see, I did not see
that detail in your notes.

Do you expect me to just
give you everything?

Yes.

Well, there's more.
If we can work together.

I invited you both here this morning

because I hoped that we could

come to some kind of understanding.

But you must realize that I
have provided food and shelter

for both you and your children.

It's a taste of civilization.

If you care about
the war you're fighting,

then destroying that Click
would be a huge mistake.

The people who stay here
succeed because they understand

that there is a line that must be towed.

Now, you would not be the first person

to come here with
a different philosophy.

That's absolutely fine.
I can't tell you what to think.

But I can show you the door.

- I got you.
- Ah, thanks.

Nice steady pour.

- This barrel's almost full.
- Gotcha.

Tie it around twice.

Hey.

What are you doing?

My dad sent me down to help
you with the detail.

Then help with the fertilizer.

He's taking too long.

Give him a minute.

Why didn't he want us to
listen to his conversation?

Because he's protecting his sources.

You would've done the same thing.

Here you go. Coordinates.

Thank you.

If camp finds out I gave it
to you without authorization...

Hey, desperate times,
desperate measures.

You going on foot?

You got a better idea?

- Hey, do you think that they...
- Whoa.

- Get out of here.
- What's going on?

Where were you guys?

MacGregor's.

- How'd it go?
- Not well.

Where's the RAP?

Don't know,
but MacGregor's got no interest

in hearing another word from that thing.

You really think he's gonna destroy it?

Because that would
be a really big problem.

How big?

We need to get out of this camp.

- And go where?
- Anywhere, far from here.

MacGregor's just bluffing.

He's too smart to destroy the RAP.

Too smart is not my read on that man.

There's something else.

They're building a bomb.

A big one.

15, maybe 20 55-gallon drums

loaded with fertilizer and diesel fuel.

Ammonium nitrate.

Same thing McVeigh
used in Oklahoma City.

What are they putting it in?

Right now, just a couple of pickups,

but they've got a lot of barrels.

Way more than the pickups could carry.

For a place so worried
about staying hidden,

they seem to be doing
everything they can

to get noticed.

I hate to repeat myself,
but we need to leave. Now.

We don't even know if we can leave.

MacGregor doesn't trust us any more

than we trust him at this point.

We need to go back to Vincent.

He cared enough about
communicating with that RAP

to disobey MacGregor
and to come find us.

And he has people.

Yeah, we'll need him
if this comes to a head.

Comes to a head?

- What's the update?
- Nobody in or out.

The RAPs are still the enemy, right?

Even if they came here
'cause of some other war,

they still killed tens...
I don't know...

hundreds of millions of people.

I know.

Sure wish this kind of thing
was black and white.

It isn't.

Then who are we fighting?

Same enemy we've always been fighting.

The real war isn't against the RAPs.

Or whatever was in that capsule.

It's against ourselves.

Keep watch.

MacGregor has eyes everywhere.
I shouldn't be seen with you.

But you risked it.

Because you know the same thing we do.

The Click is the most important asset

the Resistance has ever captured.

It's insane to destroy it for no reason.

He won't actually destroy it.

That was just bluster.

His way of reclaiming the narrative.

So what's he doing with it?

I don't know.

I've been cut out.

You're the second in command.

Your arrival here has
complicated our relationship.

You came for the gauntlet

because you knew it was
the best thing for the cause.

He doesn't think I've been loyal to him.

It's MacGregor's camp and his rules.

We all accepted that when we came here.

That's because we were trusting him

to make his decisions
with the good of the camp

and the Resistance in mind.

What if he isn't?

People came here
to fight a dictatorship,

not sign up for another one.

- I know.
- Then help us.

Do what?

Convince him not to destroy the Click.

Not until we figure out
what it really knows.

I'll go talk to him.

Wait.

We need to talk.

Talk about what?

Back there.

How'd those guys get on us so fast?

He must've been right.

They were monitoring the radio.

That's one possibility.

What's your theory?

I'm thinking maybe
you walked me into a trap.

You come through the wall

with a superficial wound
and a sad story,

but I really don't know
anything about you.

You haven't asked.

I'm asking now.

How dare you?

Like I've got something to prove to you.

Tell me why I'm wrong.

What's my grand plan?

If I wanted you dead I could've
shot you in your sleep.

Maybe you wanted to lead the Occupation

to the Resistance camp.

I'm the one who got us the coordinates.

You want an ironclad guarantee?

It's not gonna happen.

You need to decide...

you either trust me or you don't.

- Whoa, just hear me out.
- Move!

Just look... we owe it to this camp.

- I said move. Back up!
- Look... Andrew!

This is a mistake!

It is not your call.

Take it to the trucks.

Do not forget the chain of command.

I am not discussing this again.

Just get back to work.

Come on, give me a hand.

They just hauled the RAP away.

Hey, where are you going?

Uh, the agriculture detail
asked for a resupply.

Nah, I didn't hear anything about that.

It's a low priority, I guess.

They're waiting for me.

Go.

It's cold.

You really think this is a good idea?

Unless you got a better suggestion.

Maybe there's another bridge
that's unguarded.

You really want to hike another 50 miles

up and down the river to find out?

You're in good shape.

Just hang on to the raft
and pace yourself.

As long as you keep moving your legs,

you probably won't go hypothermic.

Probably?

I'm just guessing.

You're the doctor, aren't you?

How'd it go?

Where are they taking the Click?

MacGregor is sending him back to them.

He's putting it on a train

and shipping it north.

Along with the bomb.

North where?

Seattle.

They're bombing a Colony?

MacGregor thinks it's a key target.

We've heard a lot of chatter.

Something big is happening there.

Innocent people live in Seattle.

I know.

Jesus, Vincent.

I wish you could've seen
MacGregor at the beginning.

When everyone else was giving
up hope, we believed in him.

That man is gone.

I know.

I've done things for him.
Things I shouldn't have done.

You can't change the past.

But what's happening right now,
you know it's wrong.

You can stop it.

What do you need?

Oh, shit. Fire! Fire!

You gotta move this truck! Come on!

Give it to me!

You gotta get us out now!

You guys, come on!

Here, take this.

- Come on.
- Let's go.

- The other side.
- You got it.

He doesn't want to see you.

Go.

- All clear.
- Oh, shit.

Drop your weapons now!

After everything?

Blowing up the Click is a mistake.

Well, that's not your decision.

Why not?

I helped capture it.

That's right, Vincent. You helped.

Because you're a follower, not a leader.

And now you're following these two.

Do you even know who they really are?

Don't let him get in your head.

Do you really believe all these stories?

How they magically stole
the gauntlet from the Click?

How they were able to just
walk right out of the bloc

just before it was renditioned?

And how they know things that
they could not possibly know?

For instance, today
she told me that the Clicks

are building fortifications in space.

That's something
I intercepted with Broussard.

That's bullshit.

They're double agents,
and here to undermine us.

Now, you have a decision
to make, Vincent.

You are outnumbered.

Lower your weapon.

Unless you're willing to die
for a couple of strangers.

Don't do it.

Take them to the brig.

What's that?

I found a crashed crate in the woods.

I think they're dropping
those from planes.

The Occupation?

Get warm.

Shouldn't have accused you
of walking me into a trap.

I'm sorry.

I didn't realize you knew that word.

I just...

I've had some bad experiences.

Guy I followed after the Arrival

turned out to be in it for himself.

One of my crew members tried to kill me.

You don't have to explain.

Just had to be sure.

So you trust me now?

Yeah.

I trust you too.

Damn it!

Oh, God.

No!

That's weird.

Be ready.

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