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- Previously on "Colony"...

- Total rendition is coming.

Our glorious Hosts round up every human

they can find and take them to the factory.

- We have to go.

Another war's starting,
and it's not safe here.

I didn't know where else
to take her.

- I want to know
where Kynes went.

- There are two officers
in my division

that you should talk to.

- Go.
I'll keep them busy.

- There she is.

- [grunts]
- Kynes is hit.

- All clear. Moving out.

[dramatic music]

♪

[indistinct chatter,
telephones ringing]

- The rumors are true.
The attack has begun.

As expected, the enemy fleet

has breached
our incomplete space wall.

The fight will happen
in the skies above us.

But we should anticipate that
some of our facilities on Earth

will be bombarded as well.

- Will we be safe in here?

- I have been assured that the
shield above Davos will hold.

And there is a secondary shield
above this bunker.

- Can we bring our families
to the facility?

- I would recommend that, yes.

- Well, what's gonna happen
to the Colonies?

- I expect that we will lose
a few of them.

We knew that this
day was coming,

and we are prepared.

When our Hosts win this war--
and they will win--

our sacrifices will be repaid.

It will be...

humanity's greatest day.

- I got Tinkerbell, ma'am.
- Oh.

Don't look so glum.

We only have to be here
for a little while.

[alarm blaring]

- What is it?

- Good news, I'm sure.

[blaring continues,
indistinct nervous chatter]

[blaring stops]

- False alarm?

[nervous chatter continues]

[gunfire]

- Seal the doors!

- Everybody go!

[dramatic music]

♪

[creature snarls softly]

[fluttering]

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[distant shouting]

[distant dog barking]

- [grunts]

[suspenseful music]

[groaning]

♪

[grunts]

[panting]
- Stop!

♪

[tires squealing]

[zapping]
- [groaning]

♪

- Excuse me,
I'm looking for Sean Dalton.

He's with the patrol.

- We're on lockdown.

- I have information about
a dangerous group of refugees.

- What are you doing here?

- You disappeared,
and I was worried.

- I got called in.
- Where's Gracie?

- Safe.
- You took her somewhere?

- She's staying with
some friends of mine.

- Okay.
I need to see her.

- Not now.

- That's not your decision.
I'm her mother.

- I'm sorry.
This is the way it has to be.

We finally found
something good in Seattle.

We've been safe here.

Now you and Dad are trying
to mess that up.

I don't care.
Do whatever you want.

But when they catch you,

they aren't gonna take Gracie
because she'll be with me.

- Bram...

- We can't talk
about this here.

You need to leave.

- Bram.

- All I have to do
is snap my fingers,

and they'll take you away.

Is that what you want?

- Your father and I
never wanted for you

to be involved in this.

- Then why'd Dad ask me
to help him kill Snyder?

You've made your choice.

Just go.

[dramatic music]

♪

- They tell me you've been
in here sulking all morning.

I got some good news.

We captured one of the outliers
that abducted Kynes.

He's an old friend of yours...

Will Bowman.

You know, I am not a man
that scares easily,

but something very, very bad
must have happened

if your mouth isn't running.

- The attack has begun.

- The big one?

- Yeah.

- [sighs]
What are our orders?

- We have no orders.

Apparently...

some sort of commando force
hit Davos.

IGA leadership is either
dead or captured.

- So what's the play?

- For emergency use--

a direct line to our Hosts.

I'm supposed to call it
to receive my instructions.

- Well, what the hell
are you waiting for?

- What if we've picked
the wrong side?

- It is a little late for that.

- Okay, then...

Let's play the hand
that we were dealt.

I should begin with some
questions for Mr. Bowman.

Can he still talk,

or have you carved his tongue
out of his mouth?

- Oh, he can talk.
I'm not sure he wants to.

- Oh, Will and I go back.

I'm sure he'll open up
like an oyster.

Give me a minute.

[footsteps departing]

[door closes]

Hello, Will.

How come every time
we talk these days,

one of us is tied to a chair?

- Who would talk to you if they
weren't tied to a chair?

- Many people, actually.

It seems my star
is once again on the rise.

- [scoffs]
Might take time,

but eventually they'll see you
for what you are.

- And what are you?

You've lost your center,
haven't you?

I saw it in that
shitty little room

where you tried to drown me.

And I don't think it's just
about what happened to Charlie.

We all have stains
on our conscience.

I keep thinking about the
people I sent to the factory

back in Los Angeles.

It's my fault they're all dead.

- What do you mean
they're all dead?

- The factory was destroyed
in a sneak attack

by our Hosts' enemies--
no survivors.

The human race
is in a fight for survival.

And I need your help.

- That's why you're
patching me up.

- I've just heard
from our Hosts.

If they don't choose
to defend this Colony,

we will be annihilated
from space.

Nothing will be left
but a smoking crater.

- Why wouldn't they defend us?

- Because we haven't been
meeting our outlier quota.

It's like a military draft.

A certain number
of people like you

are supposed
to be getting into pods,

but Everett Kynes
has been skimming off the top.

So that's what
our Hosts told me.

Either 150 outliers
show up at the island

by the end of the day...

or they'll turn
their backs on us.

When I walked into your kitchen
in Los Angeles,

I didn't pick you
to work for me

because you were
a good detective.

I picked you because
you were a good man.

- You took advantage of me,

and you're trying
to do it again.

- You're right to be skeptical.
After all, I am a known liar.

But put yourself in my shoes.

Do you really think I'd be
sitting in here with you

if I didn't have to?

I don't have the time
or the resources

to round up those outliers
by the end of the day.

So I'm counting on you
to go and tell them--

either they sacrifice
themselves...

or we all die.

- You're letting me
out of here?

- Maybe I was wrong.

Maybe you are too far gone.

But this is your chance to save
Katie and Gracie and Bram.

[dramatic music]

♪

Good-bye, Will Bowman.

I hope I never see you
or your family again.

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[distant indistinct chatter]

- How is he?

- Alive.

- That a technical term?

- Doing my best.
- Oh...

Sorry.

- How's it going out there?

- Got a lot of soldiers--
good ones, I think--

But no real leader.

- Did you ever consider
nominating yourself?

- That's not what I do.

Give me a mission,
I'll execute it.

But I'm not one for speeches.

- They don't need a speech.
They need a direction.

- Don't have that either.

- Sure you do.

I know it's easier to just
be the man with the gun,

keep pulling the trigger,
hoping for orders...

But that magical person
you're waiting for--

they're not coming.

It's just us.

Those people out there
will listen to you.

[engine revving]

[dramatic music]

- [grunts]

♪

- Will you pledge allegiance
to the Interim Global Authority

and the Colony of Seattle
and swear to give your life

to defend them
from all enemies?

And will you further pledge

to give
your unconditional obedience

to Proxy Alan Snyder?

all: I will.

[distant indistinct chatter]

[footsteps approaching]

- You know how
to work that thing?

- Kind of.

- You know, I was the one
who recommended you

for this new unit.

I think you're gonna do great.

- Thanks.

- I didn't know your mom
was an advocate.

- You talked to my mom?

- I looked her up
in the system.

You and Gracie
are staying in my home.

Had to make sure we're all
on the right side.

- The right side of what?

- It's gonna get tough
in the Colony.

But if we keep our mouths shut,
follow orders,

we'll get through.

You understand?

- Yeah.

- So there it is.

We just got to decide
if we believe it.

- I don't know.

Feels like a good way to get
150 of our guys off the street.

- Maybe.
- What's your read?

- I've given up trying
to read that man.

But if he isn't lying...

- We should try to confirm at
least some of what he's saying.

Maybe we can find
a telescope

and take a look
at that factory.

- [sighs] Just 'cause

he's telling the truth
about the factory

doesn't mean he isn't lying
about everything else.

- What if we got up on
the IGA communications network?

If this attack
has already begun,

there must be all
kinds of chatter.

- I saw a secure radio facility
back at that place we hit.

- No, we can't go
back there.

- It also had heavy armory.

If we're gonna keep engaging
with those Grayhats,

we need better weapons.

- It won't matter what kind
of weapons are inside

if we get wiped out.

It's got to be
another facility.

- I'm sure there is,
but the guy who knows

the location is bleeding
out in the other room.

How long do we have?

- Not long.

- We're gonna hit
that place again.

It's our best option.

- On whose orders?
- Mine.

[dramatic music]

- I don't know you.

- The Occupation will never
expect us to hit

that facility again.

They don't have
unlimited manpower,

so my guess is it's guarded
by a skeleton crew.

We'll leverage our intel
from the previous attack,

go in hard and fast,
and take the information

and weapons we need
to fight this war.

♪

- I'll tell everybody
to strap up.

.

- You were right.

Looks like it's being guarded
by a skeleton crew.

- At least on the outside.

- We've had eyes on the
entrance of the motor pool

for over an hour--
nothing in or out.

- Got to think
they'll respond fast.

- [sighs]

Nearest big facility is here.

Even if they mobilize
instantly and haul ass,

it's 15 minutes.

- The local units will rally.

- Ten of us will go inside.

Everyone else finds cover and
ambushes the first responders

when they arrive.

Once my team is clear,
we all melt away--

guerrilla style.

[bird cawing]

[dramatic music]

♪

- I'm looking for my husband.

- He's out...
with Broussard.

How did you find us?

- I went to the gym,
and they said you were here.

Are you okay?

- No.

My boyfriend was an oncologist
in Seattle before the Arrival.

I knew the whole city
was renditioned,

but when I got here, I couldn't
help looking for him.

I had this stupid fantasy
that he'd hidden

in a basement somewhere.

- And he's at the factory.

- Probably.

And now that's gone,
and all those people are dead.

- What?

♪

- I'm sorry. You must've
had friends there, too.

- [shudders]

♪

- I don't know you.

♪

But I know you must
be incredibly strong

to have made it this far.

- [chuckles tearily]

Well, I used to believe
in something. That helped.

[sighs]

- And now?

- I don't know if the things
I believe all fit together.

♪

- Nothing fits
together anymore.

That's just the way it is.

You can't blame
yourself for that.

♪

At some point,
things have to turn around.

They have to get better.

- [sighs]
I don't know.

♪

What are we doing
to make it better?

♪

- Everyone, grab your guns.
Meet me outside.

Now.

- What's happening?
- Some kind of attack.

Move!

[suspenseful music]

- This is taking too long.
- We've got no grenades.

- Cover me.

♪

- That was bullshit.
- Let's go.

♪

- Get started on the armory.

We need to be out of here
in three minutes.

♪

- It's down this street.

- More guys coming behind.
I'm gonna stay and coordinate.

- Fine.
The rest of you follow me.

[indistinct chatter]

♪

[gunfire, shouting]

- Nate!

[gunfire and shouting continue]

♪

[static whirring]

♪

[man speaking Spanish
over radio]

- You speak Spanish?

- Barely enough to order
a cerveza.

- Lo siento,
no hablo español.

- You speak English?
- Yes.

This is Seattle.
Who are you?

- This is Buenos Aires,
Region Five.

- Are you under attack?
- Sí.

It started this morning.
- Who's attacking you?

- The ones they warned
us would come--

los demonios.

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[indistinct chatter]

- You asked for him
to help you.

- With what?
- Killing Snyder.

- He wanted to be a part of it.
- Who cares?

He's a child.

- He's 19.
- And our son.

What's wrong with you?

- Don't lecture me.

You put our whole family
at risk in LA.

- You knew that involving
Bram was wrong.

That's why you lied
about it to my face.

- Like you lied to me
100 different times.

- I never lied about putting
our children in danger.

- You put everyone in danger.

You and Broussard got the whole
damn block renditioned,

remember?

- I can't do this.

We've lost everyone.

We have no family.
We have no old friends.

We need each other.

And it's like you're just gone.

I thought I knew how hard
it was gonna be...

when we lost Charlie.

I never expected
to go through it alone.

- That's not fair.

- I did good work
in that refugee camp.

I tried to make a difference
and be a good mom

and hold it all together.

And you never saw
'cause you weren't looking.

- I told you last night
you're better off without me.

- Don't.
Don't quit on us.

- I don't know how to dig
myself out of this hole.

- Start by being honest...

with me, with yourself.

You don't have to pretend
you're okay when you're not.

- [sighs]

- Do you know who this is?

- No.

- It's Bram's girlfriend.

He took Gracie, and he went
to go stay with her.

Our son has
a whole secret life.

- We failed them.

- Yeah.
But we can fix it.

- How?

- We don't worry
about the big stuff

until we fix the small stuff.

We put them first.

- What do you want to do?

- We got to find them.

- It's a big Colony.

- I can do an image search
out at the refugee camp,

get an address.

- Let me see what
I can find out here.

Figure out if it's--

if we're better off
staying in Seattle

or getting outside the Walls.

[sighs]

Hey.

I'm proud of you.

You always fight
for what matters.

The kids will see that one day.

[dramatic music]

Find the kids,
bunker down somewhere safe.

When I've got a plan,
I'll find you.

♪

- [groans]

- Welcome back.
- [groans]

Where am I?

- With friends.
- Mm.

Is it bad?

- Yeah.

- How bad?

- I don't know.

Without an MRI machine,

I can't tell if you're still
bleeding internally.

- What's your name?
- Amy.

- Are you a good doctor, Amy?

- Very.

But this isn't exactly
my specialty.

- There's a full
medical facility

at my bunker in Bellevue--

food, supplies, water...

whatever else you
and your friends need.

- I have some questions first.

- Not now.

- It's all right.

I can't expect them to fight
if they don't know why.

[indistinct chatter]

- Yo.

Eyes front.

I've got news.

And it isn't good.

This city is about
to be attacked from space.

Our only chance is to buy
protection from the Morks.

You know that big facility
out on Blake Island?

[dramatic music]

150 outliers need to report
there by sundown.

- This is confirmed?
- As close as we can get.

♪

I know what I'm asking.

If you volunteer,

our intel suggest
you'll be fighting

on the front line
of an unknown war.

I can't even imagine
what you'll be facing.

- We don't have anywhere
close to 150.

- We'll reach out
to the other groups.

But we have to lead
by example.

♪

- I'll go.

♪

I believe in this man.

If he says that's
the situation, it's true.

♪

I know the odds of coming
back are bad.

But we were trained to fight,
so there's always a chance.

And if we go,
we'll be buying time

for everyone else in this city.

♪

You ever want to be a part of
something bigger than yourself?

Well, this is it.

♪

- I'll go.

♪

- Me too.

- And me.
- I'm in.

♪

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[indistinct chatter]

- Too grim.

Leave it.

- They're ready for you.

[indistinct chatter]

[chatter stops]

- All of you worked
for Mr. Kynes,

so I presume you have
some loyalty to him.

If you want to leave
your positions,

I will give you a free pass.

Just walk out the door.

Not the choice I would
have made, but I respect it.

And what do I do
with the rest of you?

I have to get this Colony

back on its feet
as soon as possible,

and, unfortunately,
I cannot ask Switzerland

for new officials.

But how do I know that you
won't be plotting

behind my back?

You, what's your name?

- Roy Morrow.

- The chief technology officer.

- [gasps]

- Don't move!
- Sit.

Please.

Mr. Morrow erased
the Seattle database,

which means
that we know nothing

about the people
in this Colony,

which is going to be
very inconvenient

when the insurrection
inevitably arises.

You chose my side when you
didn't walk out of this room.

And we are not going to let

this Colony fall into anarchy.

We will provide law and order,
and we will give our Hosts

every bit of help that we can
in the coming war.

That is how we will survive.

Get ready.

We've got work to do.

[dramatic music]

♪

[distant indistinct chatter]

- I'm sorry about your friend.

- He did what he needed to do.

- Hey...

I'm still sorry.

- Me too.

- Kynes gave me the location
of the other facility.

It's easy to defend,
loaded with supplies.

Here.

- We're putting a lot
of faith in that man.

- Well, the Occupation
hates him,

so he can't be all bad.

- Been talking to those
other outlier groups.

They seem organized,
professional.

They just need
a reason to rally.

- Then it doesn't matter
if Kynes is the real deal.

Let him give people
a reason to believe,

and then once everyone's headed
in the same direction,

you can dump them
if you have to.

- Look at you...

finding your inner Machiavelli.

- Well, if you're
gonna be a leader,

someone has to whisper
dark ideas in your ear.

- I'll put a call out
to those other groups

to meet us at the bunker.

We'll see who shows up.

- You done with your homework?
- Yeah.

What's going on?
- Just some political stuff.

Someone new's in charge
of the bloc.

- No, I-I mean, what's going on
with Mom and Dad?

- They got involved
in some things.

It's not safe for us
to be around.

- I thought they weren't
gonna do that anymore.

- Well, they did.

Look, I don't know
what's gonna happen.

Maybe we'll see them tomorrow,

or maybe we won't see them
for a while.

But they love you.

[dramatic music]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

- [over PA]
Attention, all refugees.

Please exit the area
in a calm and orderly fashion.

I repeat--
please exit the area

in a calm
and orderly fashion.

Thank you.

[chatter continues]

- What's going on?

- Mr. Kynes ordered us
to evacuate the camp.

I told everyone who could walk

to get as far away from here
as possible.

- I thought Kynes wasn't
in charge anymore.

- Mr. Kynes is the reason
I took the job.

He's the one I trust.

- What do you think
is gonna happen?

- Nothing good.
- But you're still here.

- We have a number of refugees

who aren't healthy enough
to move,

and someone's got to look
after them.

What's that?

- I'm trying to find my kids.

And I think this woman
might know where they are.

- [over PA]
Attention, all refugees.

Please exit the area
in a calm and orderly fashion.

I repeat--
please exit the area

in a calm and orderly fashion.

Thank you.

- That's the address.

- Thank you.

[indistinct chatter
over radio]

- I don't have enough staff
for the refugees we have left.

I could use your help.

- I have to find my kids.

I will come back if I can.

I wasn't fair to you, was I?

- We all do what we have to do.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Press forward!
Move it! Take positions!

- Stop right there!
I said stop!

Identify yourselves!
- We're outliers...

here to turn ourselves over.

.

[drones whirring]

- Started about
20 minutes ago, sir.

- I didn't realize there
were drones in Seattle.

- Kynes didn't want them.

But they were still here
just in case.

- Well, why are they leaving?
- To join the fight.

Close all the gateways.

- Sir, we still have personnel
outside the Wall.

I'll get it done.
- Copy.

- That was the island.

150 outliers have reached
the facility, safe and sound.

- Thank God.

Maybe our Hosts will actually
defend this place.

- Yeah, just not
with drones.

- No, when it comes to any
potential insurrection,

we're on our own.

It's just you and me
and a few thousand Grayhats

to hold this whole city.

- Well, don't forget
our converted Boy Scouts.

- If we don't play
this just right,

we're gonna wind up
with our heads on pikes.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter,
horns honking]

♪

- Come on, what's the holdup?

- What the hell's going on
up there?

- Excuse me.
What's going on?

- Gateway is shut down.
- For how long?

- Are we leaving,
or are we not?

[horns honking]

♪

- All clear.

- Any more weapons, supplies?

- The place is stocked
like Fort Benning.

We could live in there
for a decade

and run a full-scale insurgency
when we emerge.

Get everyone inside.
- Yes, sir.

- So Kynes wasn't lying.

- There's some crazy stuff
in there--

laboratories, advanced
communications equipment--

- What?

- Are you Broussard?
- I am.

Are you the cavalry?
- Yeah...

I guess we are.

[dramatic music]

- Come inside.

Introduce yourselves.

And then we can talk
about how to raise holy hell.

♪

- Thank you, dear Lord,
for new friends under our roof

and keeping us safe
on this dangerous day.

Amen.

[thud, rumbling]

[door opens]

[dramatic music]

♪

[thud]

♪

[rumbling]

♪