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Previously on The Last Man...

We've got eyes on Agent Burgin.
Holed up in a church.

‐Nowhere, Pennsylvania.
‐I have a visual.

Permission to engage?

Can you believe
Jennifer Brown is president?

She's invincible.

What if she's not?

You know, right?
That you sleepwalk.

You were up in the loft
last night.

You could have broken your neck.

They're after her. Not us.

I just betrayed her because
you convinced me.

No, "convinced" is strong.

‐Did she see you?
‐No. No.

No, she didn't see me.

I'm not gonna tell you
how to run your fucking lab.

Until we get to San Francisco,
this is my show.

‐
‐What?

Ah... You think we should‐‐

I don't know‐‐
make some sort of gesture,

like an olive branch?

Like what? Flowers?

Just say we're sorry, maybe?

I'm not sorry.

- ‐Yeah, of course you're not.
- ‐

Hey, buddy.

She lied to us,
almost got us killed.

‐Got some extra fuel.
‐Yeah, I saw that.

That's, um, that was smart.

Good thinking.

Empty the camper.
You two can ride in back.

Yup. I think that did it.

I don't think
she's angry anymore.

Yeah, they know
it's a performance,

so even if it's real,
they can't buy in though

‐unless the stakes
are relatable.
‐Like what?

‐Like buried alive?
‐Uh‐huh?

Only really works if there's
something else in the box.

‐Yeah, like what?
‐Like, uh, I don't know,

a scorpion.
Or, like, a big‐ass spider.

Life and death, it's too
theoretical, and besides,

people don't think you're gonna
risk death for a magic show.

They don't know
what an idiot you are.

But if the trick
goes wrong‐‐ hey.

But if the trick goes wrong

and all my fingernails
are ripped out...

‐Jesus.
‐Exactly.

That is something that
a regular person can imagine.

Okay.

Have you ever
tied a knot before?

You will not be able
to get out of this.

It's important that
you believe that.

- ‐Hey, buddy. Yeah.
- ‐

‐
Shit!

- ‐Yorick?
- ‐

‐Hey. Yorick.
‐

Shh. It's okay, it's okay, Amp.

He's alive.

You're okay.

355?

Okay.

355?

Help! Help!

Shit.

Come on, Yorick.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

Come on.

CIA, maybe;
could be foreign‐made;

certainly not military‐issue.

How long were you unconscious?

Couple of hours.

Woke up,
and our boots were gone.

We tracked her from
Boston. The soldiers at Harvard

said that she was
looking for a scientist.

Dr. Allison Mann.

Some kind of geneticist.

‐You get a visual on Dr. Mann?
‐No.

Uh, but...

What?

I didn't see the doctor,

but the third person
in the church,

it was a man. I saw him.

‐A man?
‐Burgin was protecting him.

‐How close were you?
‐Close enough.

‐Ten feet, maybe less?
‐Well, let's

all acknowledge
there are men out there.

‐I don't think
he was transgender, ma'am.
‐You're telling me you can

verify someone's chromosomes
from ten feet?

No, but why else

would Agent Burgin be
looking for a geneticist?

If she's protecting an asset...

‐A survivor.
‐Oh, here we go.

Well, it would explain
a few things, wouldn't it?

Did you see him? This survivor?

I'm asking them.

‐No, ma'am.
‐No.

With all due respect, Captain,
you were tranquilized.

Your memory isn't
exactly reliable.

I know what I saw.

Did you notice
the crowds outside?

‐Yes, ma'am.
‐The White House is gone.

Those people doused one
of our guards with gasoline,

tried to light her on fire.

They will jump at anything that
has a whiff of conspiracy.

So you'd better be sure.

I'm sure as I can be.

Caucasian, brown hair,
about six feet tall.

Tell them the rest.

"The rest"?

There was an animal with him,
on his shoulder.

‐Oh.
‐I know how it sounds.

I think we're done here, Peggy.

- ‐What kind of animal?
- ‐ It matters?

A monkey, ma'am.

Thank you, Captain.

Fuck.

Get them reassigned.

I don't want them spreading
that story in this building.

‐Yes, ma'am.
‐Make it happen today.

We're ready for you now,
Madam President.

Thank you, Abby, lead the way.

Do I look okay?
I mean, not okay,

‐just not too polished.
‐You've threaded
the needle perfectly.

All right. Let's do this.

‐
Testing.

Testing, one, two, three.

Testing.
Testing, one, two, three.

They're gonna throw her

on a‐‐ on a Humvee like she's
Abraham fricking Lincoln

on a whistle‐stop tour?

Moths.

No,
I'd rather be a live chicken.

In the Pentagon.

This is my favorite sweater.

Leave Jennifer Brown alone,
okay?

‐
‐She's a decent human being.

She called Daddy a sexist
to score

- ‐some cheap political points.
- ‐

And now she's sitting
in his chair...

I was hoping
I'd make it to Thursday.

...while you sit here
watching your 47th episode

- ‐of MASH.
- ‐

Well, I'm not the queen
of England, Kimberly.

No one cares what I have to say.

That's because you haven't
said anything. I mean,

- ‐at least Regina is out there...
- ‐

Regina's a nutjob.

And your father would be
the first to say so.

Daddy chose her.

She was loyal to him,
which means she's loyal to us.

‐
‐These are all ruined.

A‐Are you gonna use
all those pillows?

You're not giving that girl
my pillows.

Her name is Christine
and she's pregnant.

She needs friends.

‐
‐Oh...

‐Your dad loved this one.
‐You've got a good sense
of humor,

‐but a lousy sense of timing.
‐Come here.

Fire that weapon.

‐
‐Fire it?

I don't even like looking at it.

Okay, you know what?
That's it. Get up.

Get up! We're all suffering.

Suffering? Really?

Well, if you shed
even half a tear,

your boys would
have to split it.

Fire the gun, Hawkeye.

Look, Colonel...

I'm gonna see them again.

Yeah.
When you're dead.

But I will not
inflict their wounds.

You can't just sit there.

Amp?

Amp?

Amp?

Oh, God, don't touch it.

She's bleeding.
Look at her little paw.

Yeah, did you
hear about the woman

who got her face ripped off
by a monkey in Connecticut?

What the hell was a monkey
doing in Connecticut, huh?

You're awake.

Uh...

Start with why you're here.

Well, I don't know
where "here" is.

Um, the people I was
in the truck with...

You don't have to
worry about them.

Okay. Um, listen, can I,
can I take him out of there?

‐He's scared.
‐He?

Uh, yeah.

Yes. He's a...

Yeah, I don't know how.
Um... Hey, hey.

Hey, it's okay, buddy.

‐So, where are my friends?
‐Friends?

‐W‐What friends?
‐So you've got a Y chromosome?

‐How did you survive?
‐

I, uh...

I have no idea. I don't‐‐
uh, maybe I'm cursed.

I'm not cursed
with a Y chromosome,

but I'm cursed in
plenty of other ways.

Thank you. Holy shit.

Toast.

This...

Um...

You guys have electricity.

‐How?
‐Teamwork.

‐Come on, buddy.
‐I imagine that you

attract quite a bit
of attention.

You know, more than before,
that's for sure.

Oh, God.

Mmm.

Are there other survivors?

Well, God, I hope so.

Um...

So, uh, yeah, my friends?
The other people in the truck?

Thought you said
his hands were tied.

They were.

‐Your friends tied you up?
‐Oh, no. No, no.

I was, um...
I was doing a trick.

‐A trick?
‐Yeah, I'm an escape artist.

‐Is that a joke?
‐Jokes are funny.

We thought you were
being held captive.

Uh, no.

No.

W‐Where are they?
Are they okay?

Ah...

We need help in here!

Hello?

‐Hey!
‐Shit.

We need help in here!

Anybody! Come on!

Hey!

We need help in here!

Hello?! Come on!

Where are we?

‐What happened?
‐You crashed the truck.

People came out of the woods,
brought us here.

Where's Yorick?

They took him off somewhere.

He was unconscious.

Shit.

‐Hey, hey, hey, hey. Sit.
‐No.

Sit. Sit down.

Tell me everything
you can remember.

How many were there?

How'd they get in here?

Four, I think.

Or five.

Two of them took Yorick,
the others brought us here.

Were they armed?

Yeah.

Shotguns? Pistols?
Semiautos, what?

I don't know.
Little guns. Big guns.

They all had guns.

- ‐Did you catch any names?
- Uh...

‐How'd they communicate?
‐It happened pretty fast.

What are you doing?

‐What's the plan?
‐I don't know,

last time I told you the plan,

you fucked off
in the middle of the night

with humanity's last hope.

You know,
I'm a little bit smart.

‐I might be able to contribute.
‐No, no.

I'll get us out of here,
we'll go find Yorick. Just‐‐

shit‐‐ stop talking.

No, no, you're right.
You got this.

Long as there aren't any trees
between here and California,

we should be good.

The buses are available now

to take you to
the Safe Settlement Zone

just outside the city.

There's hot food, showers,
medical attention.

Of course, you have
every right to stay,

protest, peaceably assemble.

But we want you to be safe.

Take advantage of access
to proper shelter and care.

Though we do not yet know
what caused this...

Sorry.

...this terrible event,

we are making enormous strides
every day...

‐Ma'am?
‐Where are you going?
‐Ma'am?

‐It's okay.
‐Please.
‐Madam President.

‐There's somebody out there.
‐Ma'am, it's not safe.

It's okay. It's okay.

Let her through!
Let her through!

It's okay.

Beth.

Thank you.

You are a sight for sore eyes.

Where's Hero?

Well, we couldn't find her.

‐Oh, I'm sorry.
‐Come. Sit.

What about you?
Your family? Your mom?

Oh...

Yeah. A few weeks after.

The doctors didn't
have time for her.

Well, did you make it?
Were you with her?

No. Uh, the roads were...
I didn't make it.

Oh.

I'm so sorry. If I...

if I could have helped, I‐I...

I could have made a call, or...

I know. Thank you.

Wow. Where were you when...

I was on my bike.

Um, I woke up in triage.

They told me what happened.

‐Yeah.
‐It didn't feel real.

But I could walk so...

I made it back to our street,
but I couldn't go in.

I couldn't see him like that.

You must be very hungry.

I'll have Christine
bring up some food, okay?

I can't believe
you're the president.

Yeah.
Yeah, don't get me started.

It's a dead end.

There's no proof that
Burgin killed the pilots,

much less that it was
ordered by the president.

That doesn't mean
it didn't happen.

‐Kimber, refill?
‐What did the soldiers say?

‐Was there anyone with her?
‐Two others.

Kimberly.
‐Hero?

They were hit
with tranquilizers.

Their stories were
all over the place.

But no, I mean,
it didn't sound like it.

Hero is, um, kind of short,

doesn't really brush her hair.
She looks like a drug addict.

‐That's not the
description they gave.
‐What was the description?

‐Give it a rest, Kimber.
I'm telling you,
it's a dead end.

- Can you just tell me?
- Okay.

Uh, six feet tall with a monkey
on his shoulder. You happy?

Truck was hauling ass
when you crashed.

‐Was somebody chasing you?
‐No.

No, we just, uh, you know,
we just want to cover

as much ground as possible.
Can I...

Look, I'd really like
to see my friends now.

‐They're being looked after.
‐Are you in charge?

‐No.
‐No one's in charge.

No one's in char‐‐ Okay.

Cool, so like a utopia,

but, uh, but with hostages.

No one's keeping you a hostage.

- ‐So I can go?
- No.

Well, that sort of
feels like a hostage.

We make decisions as a group.

And we have not decided what
we are going to do with you yet.

Okay, look, I'm not valuable.
Okay? I promise.

So if you think you can‐‐
no, if you think you can sell me

‐or, like, trade me...
‐You hear this motherfucker?
‐Yeah.

- ‐He thinks he's valuable.
- "I am not valuable."

That's pretty sad, man.
You got to, like,

work on that self‐esteem,
you know?

We've got men here.
We're not impressed.

Are you guys cops?

‐No.
‐

Who's Beth?

You said her name in your sleep.

Why did I wake up naked?

- ‐Jesus, Sonia. What the fuck?
- ‐

H‐His clothes were filthy,
they were covered in blood.

- ‐We had to strip them off.
- Uh, "we"?

This, uh‐‐
was this a group activity?

Hey, don't get all worked up.
It was just me.

And it wasn't any great honor,
okay?

Okay, this Beth,

was she the driver
or the other one?

Uh, she's my girlfriend,
and I don't know where she is.

Oh.

There was a small arsenal
in the back of that truck.

Yeah, I don't know
if you all have done

much traveling recently,
but things are, uh,

getting a little weird
out there.

Military gear.

You want it? It's yours.

‐Who is that?
‐The welcoming committee.

You want me to...?

Listen, I can't leave him.

You gonna hang yourself?

I need a weapon.

That's a shoelace.

You know what
a building smells like

when hundreds of people
die inside it?

Unfortunately.

- ‐Take a deep breath.
- ‐

‐
‐Anything?

This is a women's prison.

Nail marks.
Blood on the wall.

‐You think?
‐Someone did everything
they could to get out of here.

And they didn't die in here.

And if she found a way out,
my guess is

she'll do whatever it takes
to stay out.

So, you're saying
that if we get out,

there might be hundreds
of convicts waiting for us?

I would be worried, but now
you've got that shoelace.

You know, back at the Pentagon,
we put together a list of about

30 research scientists
who might be able to help out.

Brilliant.
Geniuses, all of them.

Well, I don't know how you
quantify genius, but...

You weren't on that list.

‐What?
‐Disqualified.

‐Disqualified?
‐Yeah.

Something about being a traitor
to your country.

This is about the Saudis?

See, this is why I don't
trust the government.

Do you have any idea how
difficult it is to get funding?

The point is,
stop being a pain in my ass.

There are plenty of other
scientists who can help.

Oh, well, they aren't me.

I may not be able
to quantify genius,

but I can quantify
being a pussy, and...

Look, just stay away
from Yorick, okay?

Stop putting those
dumbass ideas in his head.

Oh, please. He has
dumbass ideas all by himself.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Course you are.

I said I'm fine.

Shut up.

Ouch.

You need a doctor.

I'm not that kind of doctor.

Ah...

Get off of me.

I'll do it.

What's your deal? Back home.

You got someone who
knows your real name?

Husband? Wife?

Mm.

‐Family?
‐Dead.

Sorry.

Mm.

It was a long time ago.
I was 12.

It was a car accident.

‐
‐

Let me do the talking.

Uh...

Hi.

They have a well,
they have fucking electricity.

They asked if we were followed.
They wanted to know

who you guys were.
They wanted to know about Amp.

They gave me toast.

How many are there?
‐A lot.

Dozens. I don't know.

‐50, maybe more.
Why'd
they bring you here?

Uh, they were having a meeting,
I think.

Like, a "what do we do
about them" meeting.

Some of them were
serving life sentences.

So if they think
we're a threat...

What? You trailed off.

They're gonna kill us.
That's what she's saying.

‐They are going to kill us.
‐No, I, uh...

I don't know,
I don't think so. No.

Well, at least one of us
will die ignorant.

‐He was here.
In this building?
‐All due respect,

"my mother saw a monkey"
isn't gonna cut it.

She's barely left this room.

I mean, she told me about him,
and I didn't believe her.

No one else out there
is going to.

Okay, then we
confront Jennifer alone.

No, no, no.
She's not gonna blink.

This building is packed
with a bunch of atheist,

Ivy League ass kissers.

‐They could be in on it.
‐But the killing of
two American pilots?

‐I mean, did she know some...
‐We need proof.

What more do you want?

I wish I still had my show.

Well, you don't.
We need real allies,

not tinfoil hats.

We‐we need members of her
own party, the‐the military.

Oh, well,
that shouldn't be hard.

Jennifer's son is alive,
and everybody else watched

their kids choke to death
on their own insides.

Kim, there's an angry mob
out there looking

for someone to blame.

We don't just
want the presidency.

We want him.

Yorick Brown.

He is the key to putting
the world back together again.

He is the only thing
that matters now.

But you said he was a beta boy
who did magic tricks.

God chose him!

It is not up to us
to question that.

We have to bring him here.

And then we have to use him
to bring back men!

Right. What good is
an Alaskan wilderness

full of oil if you don't
sink a couple of wells?

We're gonna get proof.

And then we're gonna
back her up against a wall.

And she's gonna be
forced to resign,

and then she's gonna
lead us to him.

That's the only way.
And then all this pain

and suffering
will finally be over.

And we'll be
a nation of mothers again.

Mmm.

‐How'd you get out of New York?
‐I walked.

It's hard to remember, honestly.

You were in shock.

People treat it
like it's a hurricane,

a tsunami or something, but...

I don't know,
to me it feels like a person.

Nature's indiscriminate.
This had intent.

Do you know anything?

Is there anything to know?

God, I would love
someone to blame.

He asked me to marry him.

He told me he was going to.

‐I was so happy he...
‐I said no.

‐Oh.
‐I love him,

it just...

it felt crazy to me.

We're so young
and I was leaving town,

and I didn't think...

We had a fight and I left.

And he was alone that morning.

I should have said yes.
If I had known that...

Hey. No, no, no.

Don't do that.

He shouldn't have been alone.

Did you ever find him?

Our apartment. Did anyone...

License. Like everyone else.

Right.

‐Yeah?
‐Madam President,

they're asking for you
in the War Room.

Can it wait?

Can I come with you?
I'll stay out of the way.

She's here.

CDC got word
from a Greek scientist.

They're seeing a new strain
of influenza B.

Okay. Where's Andrea?

Let's find out how many vaccines
we have left in storage.

‐Yes, ma'am.
‐The flu?

Yeah, well, nobody's flying;

we probably won't
get hit with it.

I'll just be a minute, yeah?

Stay with her.
She doesn't know.

Hey.

Do all these people live here?

Yeah. We turned some of
the bullpens into dorms.

How does everybody stay so calm?

Doesn't it get to you?

It does, but there's
not a lot of downtime.

Always a problem to solve.

All those people at the gate,
it must be scary.

I try not to think about it.

Secret Service is at
a quarter capacity.

Some of these women
are brand‐new.

We had to barricade
the subway entrance...

Could somebody get in?

No, of course not.
It's the Pentagon.

It's better
not to think about it.

Is that...?

You made me think I was crazy.

Stay here.

Let's take this someplace
a little more private.

Why you?

You weren't even a good mother.

It should have been Ted.

Or my son, or my grandbabies!

Don't touch me!

Come on, ma'am,
let's get you back.

Marla...

Yeah, yeah.

I'm leaving.

Let's be respectful.
Let's get back to it.

Can you even fight?

Look, whatever you're planning,
just don't be an idiot.

Look, even if it works,
we won't get far.

You're fucked‐up,
you got a cracked skull...

‐I'm fine.
‐You're not fine.

If I hadn't saved your ass,
you would have

starved to death in New York,
writing fucking love letters

‐to your girlfriend.
‐Hey, you know what?

You can sit there
and wait till they kill us,

but I'm gonna do something.

Okay.

Okay.

Come on.

Get up.

‐Ignore him.
‐If you're fine, yeah, prove it.

Right?

No, yeah, you start a fight
you can't win,

you're gonna make things a hell
of a lot worse for us. Okay?

You're about to get your ass
beat with a fucking shoelace.

- ‐Give me this thing‐‐ Ow.
- ‐

Hey, stop this shit.

Okay.

Okay. Yeah.

Okay, just watch yourself.

Hey, hey, no!

‐Stop, stop, stop.
‐Hey, stop it!

‐You win.
‐Fuck you!

Fuck.

Fuck, dude!

‐
‐Hey. Hey. Hey, hey.

Are you okay?

Oh, shit. Uh, uh, just...

‐
‐Shit, I'm sorry.

Oh...

- ‐I didn't...
- ‐

‐S‐Sorry...
‐Don't touch me.

‐Don't touch me.
‐Fuck. I don't...

‐
‐Oh, shit. Uh...

‐Give her,
give her the shoelace.
‐Take it, take it.

T‐Take it, take it,
take it, take it.

‐
‐Put it away.

Who puked?

She's sick.

‐Concussion maybe.
‐We talked it out.

You can stay till she recovers.
In town.

‐And if we'd rather go?
‐I'll drive you out of town.

You can walk from there.
It's a hike, but it's your call.

There's a doctor here.

No, we'll stay.

Of course we'll stay.
Thank you.

Why help us?

‐What's in it for you?
‐I don't know,

maybe hell isn't other people.

The doc will check on you
in the morning.

Can you walk?

Oh, oh, hey, hey, hey, hey.

‐Don't touch me.
‐Fine, fine.

Out of nowhere, you just,

just go and run out
into the War Room?

I mean, do you know what people
are saying about you?

I have to get out of here.

You have to control yourself.

You think you're the only one?

I want to scream
every time I see her.

Kimmy.

Kimmy, let's go home.

We'll pick the apples
off Daddy's trees.

We'll live off the land.

We'll be pioneer women.

No, Mama, Lynchburg?

No, it's gone.

The house, Daddy's trees‐‐
all of it, it's gone.

The‐the dam burst.

No one was there to fix it.

The whole town
is under debris and mud.

I thought someone told you.

Who would tell me?

I'm sorry, I thought you knew.

Listen. Listen to me, okay?

We have work to do.
There's hope now.

Yorick Brown.

God has a plan for him,
for all of us.

There is no God, Kimmy.

‐What more proof do you need?
‐You're wrong.

I‐I promise you're wrong.

I just want to go home.

Hey.

You are home.

Pray with me.
Pray with me, okay?

Pray with me.

Jesus Christ,
please send us strength.

Help us understand why you have
brought us here in your name.

Keep your son Yorick safe.

May he walk the earth in steps
of purpose and grace.

Amen.

Was I in there for too long?

I haven't had
a real shower in...

Of course not.
I'll have Christine

bring up some clean clothes.

The first lady...

Yeah?

She's been through an awful lot.

Kimberly's three boys were
with her that morning and...

they were all in bed together
watching a movie, so...

I thought I'd sleep out here.

‐Give you the bed.
‐Oh.

No. I can't stay.

Oh, I thought...

I just wanted to see you,

and talk to somebody else
who loved him.

Well, if you don't want to
sleep here, there's a dorm...

No, you had to make rules.

You can't let everybody in.

And I'm not actually your...

Well, you may as well be.

I just wanted you to know
that I loved him.

‐Where will you go?
‐Oh, um,

I'm staying with friends.

Sydney. You remember her?

I don't know actually
if you ever met her,

but her mom has a house
on Lake Anna,

and they've got well water,
so...

it's pretty nice,
all things considered.

You know, your jacket lining
is thinning.

I thought you might
like this one.

It's much warmer.

‐Oh, no, I can't take that.
‐I hardly wear it. It's yours.

I can't wear this out there.

Oh. Of course.

Well, if you ever need anything,
you know where to find me and...

‐I'm not going anywhere.
‐Thanks.

Mm.

There you go. Nice and easy.

‐You want this up?
Up a little bit?
‐Yeah.

Here. Okay, just one second.

- ‐You got it.
- ‐

‐Is that okay?
‐Uh‐huh.

Okay.

Hey. Do me a favor.

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Keep your mouth shut.

Don't trust anybody.

Okay.

Especially that girl.

‐What girl?
‐You know what girl.

Just... just rest, okay?

You won't have to do this again.

You won't have to take care
of me like this again,

‐I promise.
‐Hey.

It's okay.

I know.

‐Yeah, so, I was hoping I could
get some more of that stuff.
Yeah, yeah, cool.

You coming?

Oh, my God, she's gotten
so good at that.

‐Right? I know.
‐Yeah, she's been
practicing forever.

Although, you know what,

I think, I think
I'm gonna join her...

Oh, no! Oh, my God...

‐Hey.
‐Hi.

Grab some grub.

‐Uh, just here?
‐Mm‐hmm.

‐Thank you. Mm‐hmm.
‐Hey.

‐Oh, hey. Hi.
‐Hey.

Not bad, right?

‐Yeah. I mean...
‐

So, um, you really
an escape artist?

Mm‐hmm. Yeah.

Couldn't get out of that cell.

I think with enough time,
maybe, I, um...

But no, no, not really.
That's a fricking prison cell.

‐
‐Um...

‐Aw, it's okay.
‐No, it's, uh...

Yeah, it's like, um,

it's like Houdini stuff‐‐
so handcuffs and straitjackets

‐and water tanks...
‐Oh, is there money in that?

Uh, not so far.

What's with the monkey?

He's my best friend.

This is ama‐‐ Who‐who made this?

Uh, Janis made it.
She's a good cook.

She's good at a lot of things,
actually.

Mm.

‐How did she end up, uh...
‐In prison?

She stabbed two people to death.

In 1978.
She was 21, strung out.

Guys she did it with
got executed in the '90s.

Holy shit.

She's harmless.
She reads Angela Davis and shit.

Don't worry about Janis.

Um...

Thanks for letting us stay.

Well, we voted, so...

- ‐How was our margin of victory?
- ‐ Not great.

Okay. Good to know.

That's, uh‐‐ we'll, um...

I will stay out of the way.

Should've let 'em bleed out
on the side of the road.

Very charitable, Dom.

You're a real fucking
ray of sunshine.

Somebody's chasing them.

And if they are,
they're looking for him.

Yeah? Think they might
have a few questions

when they get here?
"What happened to the guards?

Where are all the people
that used to live here?"

We tell them the truth.

Yeah? When's the fucking truth
worked out for you?

Shit, Janis, now you sound
fucking stupid.

What did you say to me,
little girl?

That right there?

That's gonna get us all killed.
Tell her not to get attached.

What's that?

Uh, lights out at 9:00.
Gotta preserve what we have.

Mm.

Mama? I got peaches.

I traded Elaine for them.

She's got, like, a whole
supermarket down there.

It's crazy. I don't know where
she gets the hookup from.

It's pretty great.
Now all we need is

some butter and I think
we are halfway to a cobbler.

I think we deserve
something sweet, don't you?

Mama?

Mom?

No!

No!

Mom!

I wasn't sure if you'd be here.

I said I would be.

So, you saw her?
They let you in?

Yeah.

What's it like in there?

Warm water, food, power.

It's a time machine.

But it could all fall apart.

And it wouldn't take much.

- ‐Let's go!
- ‐

Everyone's waiting.

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