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Mech tracks.

Armory could be a trap.

Those weapons
better be worth it.

It's about six hours old.
That's when the rain stopped.

Those ones are empty.

Okay, who's got the ball?

Hal: Right here.

Think you can get it that far, old man?

$5 million says you can't hit
the front steps.

[ Laughs]

You make that a stick of gum,
we got a bet.

All right, buddy, you ready?
Ready for this?

[Thudding ]

[Dog barking]

Nemo, come back!

Go, go, go!

[Birds chirping]

[Door opens]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Matty.

It's time to get up.

If I see him, I'll let you know.
I'm sorry.

What was that?

Word's out I saw harnessed kids
before we hit the shopsmart.

They want to know
if I saw their kid.

Aw, man. Oatmeal again?

We passed a Denny's.
Maybe you can get a grand slam.

Bite me.

Not much of a morning person,
are you, Matthew?

Come on, you go get in line.
I'll catch up to you.

I have to go report in.

You gonna go look
for Ben tonight?

That's the plan.

I found some sticks
in the basement.

Want to play catch later?

After school?

Tom: No sign of any skitters,

but wherever there's a mech...

Weapons inside?

Didn't go in.

Didn't feel it was worth taking
it on and attracting skitters.

You were to be discreet.

Well, we had a little
breakdown in discipline.

We drew fire.

Who?

Jimmy.

He's a good fighter.

Tom: 13 years old.

Go back tonight.
Find out for sure.

No, our agreement was that
we would be going after Ben

once we scouted the armory.

Which you haven't done.

You're right.

That said, just like
the food stores

and the pharmacies
that we've seen,

it's probably empty, and
the skitters are just staking it out.

And you're probably right,
but we need to know.

Hey, this isn't
what we talked about.

You find a better place
to make camp?

I scouted city hall.

Too many windows,
buildings all around.

I saw a factory
on the edge of town

might work, though.

I'm guessing you didn't see
any harnessed kids.

You know how much I want to.

All right, let's go.
Come show me on the map.

Anne: Captain Weaver.

Dr. Glass.

Couldn't help but notice

all your people are
sleeping in houses

while the rest of us
are in tents.

My fighters need the best sleep
they can get,

and we need to be able
to get the civilians

out of here fast
in case of attack —-

wouldn't be feasible
if everyone was in houses.

Well, maybe we take a few houses

and rotate some people through.

What, are you their leader now?

There's no leader.

I'm a doctor,
and doctors hear things.

Well, doctor,
you tell your patients

that if they're dissatisfied,
they're free to leave.

If they want the protection
of my soldiers,

they can minimize the whining
and be grateful for the oatmeal.

They're not just eaters.

They know that's what your soldiers
say about them sometimes -...

They're eaters.

They contribute to the fight.

They cook. They fix clothing.
They haul trash.

Dr. Glass, a few years from now,

when the skitters
have been wiped out

or sent back to
the undoubtedly hideous planet

that they call home,

the concerns of the civilians
will be addressed.

Until then,
there's no time for this.

Dear lord.

I did not come here
to get in an argument.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Uncle Scott wants
a word with you.

He has some thoughts
on the aliens

he thought might be useful.

Happy to talk to him
after I get a little food.

Oh, what I wouldn't give
for an egg...

Some bacon... a hash brown.

White or wheat?

English muffin, fork-split,

with enough butter
that would make

a doctor such as yourself
worry about my heart.

Ha!

You know, you never gave
your opinion.

On?

The rights of the civilians.

I don't think I've ever been
to acton before.

It's a nice town.

Civilians versus the military...
It's an age-old question.

What side do you come down on?

I think civilians are
a liability and a hindrance.

And I also feel

that they're the best motivation
we have to fight.

Child: No!

This way!

Child #2: Just kick it!

Kick it! Yeah!

Come on! Come on, guys!

[Man laughs]

Here you go.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Scott: Biology.

Children: Biology.

Scott: Biology, biology —-

it's from a Greek word
meaning "life discourse."

That's from the dictionary.
But you know what it is to me?

To me, it is the study
of the most miraculous gift

that has ever been bestowed
on us.

It is the study of the wonder
and the beauty

and the mystery
that is life itself,

and to study it is to —-

well, is to learn humility

and responsibility

and gratitude, right?

Yeah, Matt?

We're not grateful for skitters.

Scott: No. No, we are
not grateful for skitters, right?

And we're not grateful for
parasites or cancer, either.

But they are part of life,

and we're grateful for the
chance to study them, right?

And hopefully by studying them,
we'll be able

to better figure out
how to kill them, right?

Right?

You bet.

Scott:
I had a class of, uh... of older kids,

and I had them brainstorming
about the aliens.

And they came up
with mostly, you know,

the stuff that we
all talked about...

That the skitters
must come from a planet

- similarto ours, and...
- Mm-hmm.

That they have a wide range
of temperature tolerance.

Anyway, this one girl came up

with something
that made me think.

She said, you know, whenever
we've dreamed up robots,

we've always imagined them
to sort of be

basically like ourselves -...

A head, two arms, two legs.

But the skitters have six legs.

And yet, their robots,
the mechs, are bipedal.

Now, why wouldn't
they build robots

that look like themselves,
you know?

Well, chances are

they've been studying the earth
for a while.

Maybe they built mechs that way

to have a bigger
psychological impact on us.

Maybe, huh?

Hey, hal.

Those harnessed kids
you saw the other day...

They were headed west?

Yeah, but they may have changed
direction after I saw them.

Hey, you, uh, never asked
if I saw your son.

I figured you'd tell me
if you had.

After I saw Ben, you know,
I just —-

I didn't see anything else.

We'll be going out tonight.
I'll be looking for him.

Well, when you go,
I'd like to go with you.

All right.

Hey, do you need a hand?

I got it, but thanks.

You could take mine.

Uh, oh. Okay.

- She's kidding.
- I am?

You are. Right?

O-Okay.

Um...

Hey, I saw you walk in
past the outpost sentries.

You looked tired.

What were you doing
by the outpost?

I was in the church
on the corner, praying.

It's episcopalian, not catholic,
but it's close.

I wonder if the skitters
have a god.

I-I know a lot of people
have lost their faith,

but mine is stronger than ever.

Good for you.

The next time you get
on your knees and pray,

could you see
if the big guy might get us

an operational b—2 bomber
loaded with nukes?

I don't pray for god
to give me things.

I don't think
that's how it works.

Then what do you pray for?

I ask god to show me
what I could do for him.

Wonder who she was...

Girl who lived here.

Well, maybe she's still alive.

She liked "Harry Potter."

Dad used to read these to me.

I'd always fall asleep.
[Chuckles]

He read them all to Ben.

Lucky Ben.

Maybe lourdes
could read them to you.

Oh, for...
She's just being nice.

She's just trying to get
in your shorts.

- Karen.
- Oh, don't play dumb.

I'm sure you had
plenty of experience

with the female admirers
back at school.

I played lacrosse.

Football players
got the groupies.

Hey, you know there's
no competition, right?

Hal, change of plans.

Whoa! [ Chuckles ]

Uh, get a room.

We got a room. Could you knock?

Just wanted to let you know

we're going back
to the armory tonight.

We're going to look for Ben.

Weaver wants us to make sure

that there's no weapons there.

There aren't any.
They're using it as bait.

We're gonna go make sure.

We'll get Ben tomorrow night.

Well, I'll go with you
when you do.

- — Anthony: Me too!
- Dai: Count me in!

[Chuckles] Thin walls.

I guess everybody
hears everything.

We'll find him.

Yeah.

All right.

Jimmy, come here a second.

You're gonna sit this one out, all right?

Because I screwed up?

Tom needs someone bigger
in case they find weapons.

- — That'll be me.
- Okay?

Good. Get some rest.

- All right.
- We ready?

You're a good soldier, Jimmy.

[ Bow fires ]

[Gasdsi

[ bow fires ]

[Machine-gun fire]

Lights out!

What the hell? Is it skitters?

[Groaning]

Not gonna die.
Not gonna die, hear?

Billy:
Oh! Oh, Johnny, man, I've been hit, buddy.

- I've been hit, bro.
- Pope: What the hell happened?

What do you think happened?
I've been shot!

- 'Cause you shot first!
- — no, I didn't. I didn't.

Shut up! We're supposed
to do this on the quiet.

I was quiet!

Shut up a second!

There's no way the robot
didn't hear that gunfire.

What do you want?

Well... you... and your guns.

[Thudding ]

Listen. You hear that?

Now, you start firing,

robot comes in.

Whereas
you don't do what we say,

we will start picking you off
without so much as a whisper.

So you have a choice.

Put down your guns
and come with us.

Tom: Why don't you
shine a light on yourself,

let me see who I'm talking to?

Why don't I shine alight
on these two instead?

Put down your guns now,

or these two get skewered.

[Whirring ]

Whitey, cueball, get Billy.
Let's go.

Come on.

[Thudding, whirring]

- Okay. Go, go, go!
- [Gunfire]

- Billy: Aah!
- Pope: Just take it easy.

We're taking the access tunnels
to home base.

Aah! Just watch my leg!

[Groaning]

Easy!

Billy: Ugh! Get it off!

Come on, man, get it off.
Come on.

Are you gonna dose me up?
Come on, buddy.

Cueball: Here it comes, Billy.
— come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

- Here it comes.
- [Groans]

You ready?

Yeah, yeah.

You got that? Attaboy.

Pope: How's he look, whitey?

He's bleeding hard in the leg.

Probably nicked an artery.

Severed it, he'd have
bled out already.

Use your belt. Bind it tight.

Any of you happen to be

a board-certified microsurgeon,
fix my brother?

Then what good are you?

So, where you from?

Tom: Cambridge.

And how are things
in Cambridge these days?

Worse than they are here.

What are you, family?

Well, obviously not all.

No. Just came together
a couple months ago.

You part of some resistance?

No.

Just a group of people
trying to survive.

Then where'd you get
the weaponry?

Dead cops, national guard.

So, what do we got?

Papa smurf,

sexy freedom-fighter girl,

strapping young man,

black... looks like a gangbanger,

and a... oriental of some sort.

[ Chuckles ]

We'll take the girl
and the boy. The black?

- Hell no.
- Hell no. Unh-unh.

What about the chinaman?

Asians are good
at fixing things.

Weaver: That's true.

We're not gonna let you drive.

[ Laughter]

Which brings us right back...

To papa smurf.

See, now, I'm figuring,

since you're the only one
willing to speak up,

that you're their leader.

We need another leader, boys?

Nah. I didn't think so.

[Gun cocks]

W-We can get you more guns.

Where?

I thought you were all
just a bunch of strangers

thrown together by fate.

We're with the resistance. We're part
of the 2nd Massachusetts.

The what?

[ Laughs ]
The 2nd Massachusetts?

Well, how revolutionary war.

So, what do you got,

fife and drums,
tri-cornered hats?

No. We have guns.

Hey!

What you have, punk,

is a .50-Cal mounted
to the back of a gto.

You got 111 fighters
and 200 civilians

camped out in the big Meadow.

I've been watching you...

For two days.

That's why we were
staking out the armory.

Figured you'd be looking
for guns.

I'm not gonna kill your old man.

Ugh!

Now, he is your old man, right?

I can't imagine you shouting out
like that if he wasn't kin.

[Grunting ]

You know what?

[Groans]

We're not gonna kill anybody.

Not yet. [ Smooches ]

You're all way too valuable.

So, here's what we're gonna do.

We're gonna make a deal.

You lot for the .50-Cal
on the back of that car.

Maggie.

Darling, please escort
young prince charming here

back into town

so that he can bring
the terms of our deal

to the supreme allied commander

of the 2nd Massachusetts.

So, what were you...

You know... before?

I taught history —- b.U.

History? What kind of...
Kind of history?

The sumerians on up, what?

American.

American?

So, how's the resistance going?

Just getting started.

You honestly believe that?

I do.

Weaver: History buff such
as yourself ought to know better.

I taught
the American revolution.

You know how that turned out.

Yeah.

But is that the right, uh...

What do you call it... analogy?

Instead of us
being the colonials

and the aliens
being the redcoats,

isn't it more like
we're the Indians

and they're the never-ending
tide of humanity

coming in from Europe?

How'd that work out
for the Indians?

Well, if you don't see
any hope...

Why don't I just eat a gun?

Well... I'll tell you,
professor,

and this may come off
as a little insensitive,

considering the 90% of mankind
that's already gone to the grave.

But the arrival
of these evil creatures

is the best damn thing
that's ever happened to me.

See, we've been on a bug hunt
the last six months,

and we've been having a blast.

- Maggie. Is that your name?
- No.

Huh.

I could have sworn

I heard him say
that your name was Maggie.

You heard wrong.

I want you
to consider something.

And I want you to shut up.

You should join us.
We're fighting back.

Shut up... now.

Are you stupid?

I figured it was worth a shot.

You do anything like that again,

and I will use the gun.

[Gun cocks] Get up.

[Groans]

Turn around.

Bag.

Walk.

What do you call them...
Spidery bastards?

- Skitters.
- That's good.

We call them cooties, you know,

like the, uh... kids' game.

Well, before the cooties came,

I was always going up
against cops

and, you know, people like me.

But you go around killing people
today, even the bad guys,

and people tend to get
a bit uptight.

But cooties...
It's open season on them.

You killed any?

A few.

How?

Rifle.

Shoot for the head?

It seems to do the trick.

Well, I hate to be the one
to tell you, friend,

but you've been going
about it all wrong!

[ Laughs]

You don't shoot for the head.

You take out a couple of legs.

You slow them down.
It weakens them.

Then you take the head shot.

You ever go one-on-one?

This one I did solo.

Thought I was gonna die,
but I didn't... it did.

You ever take down a ship?

The cooties
and their robot friends

respond to sound, right?

The ships —- they go off heat.
You know that?

Mm-hmm.

Well, we raided
the armory, right?

We got ourselves
a genuine bazooka, right?

And we're like, "all right."

So we —- we peel
this engine block

out of an old Volkswagen, right,
and we set it on fire.

It gets hot enough,
magnesium just, you know,

ignites, like staring
into the heart of the sun.

Having a few beers,
lo and behold...

In comes this airship, right?

Billy takes a bazooka,

gets a cootie bird
in its sights,

lets a shell fly.

It arcs.

I mean, it's going...
I don't know.

The ship must have sensed
something, right?

It must have sensed it,

'cause it -— it just deked
out of the way.

That would've been sweet.

[ Clears throat]

Hey, you think
I could have a beer?

Why the hell not?

Don't go anywhere.

[ Insects chirping ]

You've got one hour.

Anne: Do you know them?

No.

Wonder what happened to them.

As far as I heard,
people from this area

were herded to the camp
in stockton.

Then nuked.

After the kids were taken.

What can I do for you, doc?

I had some more thoughts
on the housing.

Mm. You're still on that.

Actually, yes, 'cause
it's still not fair.

You back already?

We have a problem.

Where's your father?

Dontdo anything stupid.

Come on, I just want a beer.

[Groans]

It's cold.

Yeah. Ain't we civilized?

Got ourselves
and old, uh, fridge there

running off our genny.

Yeah.

So, he your only kid,
the one I sent back to town?

No, I have two other boys.

They with you?

One is.
The other one's harnessed.

Damn.

You know where he is?

Yeah, he was seen in a group

a couple days ago,
headed this way.

Well, you know,

Maggie saw some of them
down by the hospital.

Maybe he's with them.

You know, if I were you...

I would find him,

and I would put him
out of his misery.

That's no way to live.

You have kids?

Boy and a girl.

They, uh... they're with
their mother in Florida.

I suppose I should use
the past tense now.

So, when you gonna do it?
When you gonna make your move?

Excuse me?

You've been, uh,
eyeballing Billy's sidearm

since you got here.

That obvious, huh?

I tend to notice
little things like that.

You know... here, I'm thinking

we're having
this good conversation,

yet you had ulterior motives.

What would you do?

[Gun cocks]

So, you don't have

a lot of good conversation
with your men, huh?

You kidding?

Last book any of them read
had a dog named spot in it.

Maybe you should join us.

- Join who?
- The resistance.

[ Laughs] You kidding?

And why would I do that?

I can guarantee
good conversation.

And what do you get?

Apparently, you know
how to kill skitters.

You know what, professor?

You kill me.

I don't know what kind
of fairy tales you've got

going on in that head of yours
about saving the earth,

but the way I see it...

There ain't no place
this is going but down.

Hal: One's bleeding out.
Click shot him in the leg.

You mean before he died?

Is that supposed
to make me feel better?

Mike, get in here.

Do you need me to leave?

No. You stay.

Tom and his team were taken
hostage by a gang of outlaws.

Click's dead.

It wasn't my dad's fault,
all right?

It was a trap.

Yeah, they want to make a deal.

We give them the .50,
they give us Tom and his team.

How do we make the trade?

We don't.

What?

You don't understand
what's happening, do you?

We start negotiating with them,
they will bleed us dry,

if they don't just hit us now,
which they probably will.

Schlatter and O'Neill,
get in here!

You go wake up your civilians.

They need to be ready
to move in 10.

Oh... oh, we're just gonna run?

You want to go fight them?
Me too.

You have any idea
where they are?

You had a bag on your head.

They were in an auditorium.
It looked like a school.

Oh, do you have any idea how
many schools there are in acton?

Because I don't.

All right, we'll just go
to this factory that you found.

It's gonna have to do.

The guy put a gun
to my father's head.

He's gonna kill him.

If all I had were fighters,

we would go
and we would find him,

but I have 200 civilians
to worry about.

Now, after we get
all of them safe,

we will go look for your father.

I'm going now.

No, you're not.

Mike, take him next door.

Watch him 'til it's time to go.

Sound the alarm.
We're moving out.

Civilians.

Please, Mike,
you got to let me go.

It's a damn shame.

I know, but it doesn't have
to be.

I meant... it's a damn shame

how you were able to overpower
me and take my weapon.

Should I hit you, like,
make it look good?

No. No, you should not hit me.

Just... just block the door.

All right.

I'm gonna leave your rifle here.

No, take it.

That girl
that brought me here -...

If she saw me with a gun,
I think she'd shoot me.

I may be able to help you.

Okay.

Where is she?

I don't know.

Where's the .50?

I'm a doctor.

I understand one of your men
is badly wounded.

I take you there,
you may never leave.

It's all we've got.

[Groans]

Pope: Is it bad or wicked bad?

Oh, it's wicked bad, bro.

Do you want me
to load you up again?

Yeah, man, dose me up.
Dose me up.

[Door opens, closes]

Oh, this does not look like
it's gonna make me very happy.

You tell me you have
that gto in the parking lot,

or I am gonna be very...
Disappointed.

I'm a doctor.

I might be able
to help your brother.

What kind of doctor?

The only one you've got.
Is that him?

Hold on.

If I fix him,
will you let us leave?

You fix him, I'll let you live.

[Gasdsi

[Groaning]

- Whoa.
- What... what happened?

Easy, easy.

Dr. Quinn, medicine woman, here
just stitched up your artery.

She stopped the bleeding.

You're gonna be okay, all right?

You got the tube?

Yeah.

- How about the shells?
- Yep.

Billy: Where you going?

To Rob the 2nd Massachusetts.

You sit this one out.

Yeah, you think?

I'm leaving you, Maggie,
and cueball.

Anybody tries anything,
pop them.

Billy: Hey, you know me, huh?

Yeah, that's why I'm leaving
Maggie and cueball -...

So you don't do it
just for laughs.

Billy: Well, that's no fun!

- Everyone move this way!
- Let me try to understand this.

I'm supposed to believe

that you let a 17-year-old
get the better of you?

Is that what I'm
supposed to believe?

When we get safe and settled,
there will be consequences.

[ Explosion ]

[Indistinct shouting]

Defensive positions!
Far tree line now!

[ Indistinct conversations ]

You in charge?

I am.

You the one took my fighters?

I did.

You better tell your people

to put down the weapons and run.

Like hell.

If I give the signal,

my guys will open up
on your civilians.

You give any kind
of signal whatsoever,

it'll be the last thing
that you do.

Listen, chief.

A patrol ship is gonna pick up
on those flares,

and when they do,

they're not gonna fire nukes,
but they will hit hard,

and anyone still left
in this Meadow...

Will be killed.

I'm not asking for your rifles.

I got enough of that to last me
the next 10 years.

All I'm asking for is the food
you have right now,

the .50 Cal,
and that sweet little gto.

In exchange, I give you
your friends back.

Leave the food.

Go!

Man: Yes, sir.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

I will get you.

Get up.

He's talking to you.

I said get up!

Billy: That's it.

Now turn around.

I want to see what we got.
[ Chuckles ]

Look at you.

You are a pretty one.

We're gonna have ourselves
a good time, you know that?

Hey.

Is Billy gonna live?

What?

Yes, uh, if he
doesn't get infected.

Hey, what are you
asking her that... ugh!

Ugh!

After they grabbed me
three months ago, Billy...

Let's just say
he deserved to die.

Cueball thought he was better
'cause he brought chocolate.

He wasn't.

Let's go, let's go! Come on!

Let's go! A'nda/e/

just leave it! Let's go!

[Machine-gun fire]

All right, what's that?

Who's firing those guns?

Anne: It's Tom.

You have to get everyone
to follow us.

Take them, Mike. Take them.

Let's go.

What the...

Take the .50 now!

All right, on the .50!

Go!

Cease fire, cease fire,
cease fire!

Can you hear me, pope?!

My ears are still ringing,
but... yeah!

Those my own guns
you're firing at me?!

They are!

You better run, professor!

Ships are gonna target
the flares.

You're in the middle
of the flares.

What are my options?

Join or die.

- Just like the revolution, huh?
- Just like.

Well, tell you what —-
why don't we just sit tight?

We'll see how the, uh —-
see how the air strikes go.

If that's how you want
to play it.

I drive, you follow close, okay?

They can't see you,
they can't shoot you.

[Airship approaching]

[Engine turns over]

Well, I guess you got me
after all.

Get out.

One wrong move,
I take your head off.

I believe you would.

Come on!

[Birds chirping]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Captain.

Weaver: You get click's body?

Tom: We did.

We'll Bury him tomorrow.

Weaver: This was no good today.

We almost lost you, yoursquad,

and hal and Anne were reckless.

Hal's young.

He just did what he did
to save his father.

Anne's a civilian,

and we don't want
lose our doctor.

As for you, you got your team
taken hostage.

We almost lost our best weapon
and a lot of our food.

And we almost lost them
to a bunch of criminals

with aks and road flares.

This time, it worked out,

but there's a reason
we have a chain of command,

and you better damn well
make sure people follow it.

You can start when you get back.

Thanks.

I said you could go look
for your son

after you checked out
the armory.

Do you have any idea
where he is?

Uh, that woman that was
with pope... Margaret —-

said she saw some harnessed kids
out by a hospital.

I thought we'd start there.

I'll give you three days.

[ Knock on door]

Well, good.

And there's something you can do
before you leave.

There's your prisoner
right here.

His cell should be ready by now.

Go ahead and escort him.

What are you gonna do with me?

Oh, that hasn't been
decided yet.

What about Maggie?

She wants to earn her
citizenship in the 2nd mass

by being a fighter.

Should've taken me up
on my offer.

And join your tattered remnants?

I'll take a rest
for a little while.

Being the leader of a
post-apocalyptic gang of outlaws

has been exhausting.

Hey.

Thanks for coming today
with hal.

You'd do it for me.

Yeah, I would.

Dad.

Got to go.

Good sticks?

Not bad.

Ready for that game of catch
you promised?

There you go. Good throw.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Good catch.

That's it.

Got to work on your off hand.

My off hand's better than yours.

I wasn't talking to you.
[ Laughs]

Our old man...
He's losing that form.

Pick this up when we get back.

Gonna go find Ben?

That's the plan.
We're gonna bring him back, too.

So why don't you go inside
and get a little rest?

Which way?