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Oh, I'm sorry.

Rachel: He's alive.

This is impossible.

It's the nanotech that did this, right?

You're bounty hunters.

Just put a bullet in his brain, hand him in dead.

They want him alive.

My name is secretary Justine Allenford

with the United States Government.

We're patriots.

Tom: They dropped the bombs,

and I am gonna rip them apart from the inside.

Gun! Get down!

- I want to help you. - Is that so?

- Guy's from a war clan. - I'm Titus Andover.

This is my family. Welcome.

Him. Not him.

Man: I can't risk you murdering any more of my kids either.

He saved me. I owe him.

Is he worth it?

My wife Jessica. She's diabetic.

Went into renal failure about two years ago.

The filth in her blood built up to toxic levels,

no kidneys to filter it, and we can't exactly just

pop into St. Mary's for dialysis.

But the solution is simple.

If her blood is poisoned, we just replace it

with fresh O-negative.

Over and over and over

for as long as she needs.

Before you go,

I want to thank you for both of us.

Hey.

Miles.

You shouldn't have come.

You've done stupider things for me.

Deep breath.

Can we get the hell out of here, please?

- You got to take that woman. - Why?

We can't move that woman.

Trust me. You want Willoughby to last through the night?

Take her.

Miles: Rachel.

You, come with me.

Where are you going?

Just go. We're right behind you.

Sara.

We're getting out of here.

Come on, Ccome on, come on.

Who told you to shoot?

Go!

All right.

We're in.

We're working for the patriots. Congrats.

So what now?

We cut all ties with who we were.

We use our aliases. Hell.

We'll bleed red, white, and blue

until we climb to the top and kill them all.

For your mother.

Where do we start?

Tom: Next!

I thought you said we'd be working security,

not slinging hash.

Aw, come on. Bet you look good in a hairnet.

These patriots are cautious. Smart.

You want to rip 'em a new one, it's gonna take time.

Billions of tiny robots.

Floating in the air?

That's what healed you?

I realize it sounds fairly stupid.

It's just a lot to take in.

But you see what I mean, right?

What happened to me wasn't a miracle.

It wasn't God giving me a poke.

You still don't know why it happened, right?

Look, if the word God makes you nervous,

call it whatever you like,

but someone or something

told these machines to save you.

They chose you. You don't think there's a reason?

I'm not Harry Potter, okay?

I'm an agnostic Jew from Minnesota.

People don't get chosen.

Especially not me.

I'm sorry.

But like it or not, I think you just were.

Riley: Open the gates!

- I said open the gates! - Man: Open 'em!

Hey.

Aaron.

- You're... - Alive, yeah.

Glad you are too.

Riley: You went out there?

Keep that woman breathing, you hear me?

Yeah.

Who told you to go out there?

They came out to save me, Riley. And I appreciate the support.

Hey, Stu.

You don't let me treat that hand, you're gonna lose it.

Later.

You son of a bitch. You brought them here.

You can't just hide from a clan like this.

Sooner or later, they were gonna come for us.

Granted, now it's sooner.

Oh, great. Great.

At least now we got a chance at staying alive.

Oh, yeah? How?

Shut your slack jaw and follow my lead.

You have my wife!

His wife?

Yup.

You send any of your boy toys in,

I will slit her throat.

Still got one good hand left.

You hurt her, and I'm coming in.

You come in, and I will hurt her.

So it looks like we're at a stalemate.

So what are we gonna do about it?

You and I are gonna have a little chat

about where to go from here.

Not till I see that she's okay.

She's in no shape to move.

I need to see that she's okay!

I need to know that she's okay.

All right.

I'll show her to you.

Then we'll talk.

And if you let her die, then God help you!

We need to talk.

- Not now. - Yes, now.

- You need to calm down. - Don't tell me...

I said calm down.

We are paying you to scare this town, not gut them.

Then our deal is off.

I get it. You're emotional.

But you do not want to do that.

You're gonna tell me what to do.

Who the hell are you?

You know who we are.

The US Government? Please.

You're just a bunch of plague rats off some boat from Cuba.

So keep your diamonds. I don't care.

I don't care what your sweaty,

little plan is for this town either.

All I want is my wife.

Or else I bleed those people alive.

Each and every one.

We clear?

I can't let you kill him, you know.

Monroe murdered your partner, like I said he would,

and you still won't listen.

You know, you're rocking some real anger issues.

You should wear a black belly shirt.

Do you take anything seriously?

Nah, not really.

It's how I stay sane.

So this is personal, right?

You and Monroe?

He murdered half my family.

So yeah, you might say that.

I'm sorry to hear that. I am.

But I still can't let you have him.

All so you can collect your bounty.

So I can save my dad.

The people who want Monroe,

these United States whoever they are...

...they've got my dad.

And I'm willing to trade Monroe for him.

Some trade.

But I'm telling you...

If you kill Monroe,

it's the same as killing my father.

And that I take seriously.

You sure you don't want something for the pain?

Not really the time to get high, is it, Gene?

Listen, if I can actually pull this off,

be ready, okay?

Get everybody ready.

Aren't you pretty much the town drunk?

We're just supposed to listen to you?

Who else, Riley? You?

Anybody else feeling the bold leadership

of Barney Fife over here?

Hey, do not call me that. I'm not some idiot.

Worked for this town for a lot of years.

YOU?

You brought hell down on us.

Your husband just wants to see you.

Make sure you're okay.

Are you gonna give me back to him?

It'll all be over soon. Don't worry.

No, you don't understand.

Don't let me go back there.

Please.

When I got sick, I thought...

...well, this time, I'm finally free.

But even then, he wouldn't let me go.

He...

He chained me to the bed.

He killed people for me.

He'll never let me go.

I'm sorry.

I'm not used to people being nice.

She's terrified of the guy,

and we're gonna make her go back?

- I don't see another option. - Miles.

I can't fight like this.

Can't use a sword.

So,

how else am I gonna protect you?

Hey, stay where you are.

You pull anything, we'll kill her.

Love? Are you all right?

You'll be home soon.

Miles: All right.

You got your proof of life.

She's gonna take a nap.

You and I are gonna talk.

That's enough of that.

Hey. Give the man his gun back.

What?

We're not being mugged.

We're being vetted.

Muggers don't take you to a second location

for a pat-down.

Oh, and by the way, your nails are too clean.

So we gonna sit here and make bedroom eyes at each other,

or can I talk to your CO?

Not bad, Mr. Crane.

Didn't find anything.

You can't blame us.

After all, we want to know everything we can about you.

So why don't we start with, who are you?

Edgar Crane.

And this is my son Nate.

Oh, It's very interesting.

Because I happen to know that you're Major Tom Neville.

And that is your son Jason.

So I'm just supposed to let everyone

waltz right out of here, unpunished?

They didn't do anything to your wife.

I'm the one that took her.

Jessica is fragile and precious.

Like a porcelain doll on a high shelf.

It's my job to protect her.

It's always been my job.

So how do I just let you go?

Everyone in this town gets out.

Everyone.

And when they're safe...

...you can have your wife back.

And me.

I'll stay behind.

You can take every ounce of my blood.

You can milk me dry, tiger.

Oh, Jessica.

I'm sorry.

No, no, no, no. No, no, no.

Dad!

Jessica.

I had to get away.

- Jessica, stay with me. - I had to get away.

Jessica.

Jessica, Jessica! Hey, hey!

Hey.

Hey, hey, Jessica.

Keep your eyes at sea level, or I poke them out.

Yes, ma'am.

You know, you...

I don't want to hurt you.

Charlie, trust me.

You're gonna want to see this.

I was looking for a weapon.

And I found this.

Yeah?

I also found this.

What?

What do they want with my mom?

Hitch up the wagons right away.

Get everyone on 'em. We'll meet up in Denison.

So we have to leave our homes? That's what you're saying?

Oh, hey, you want to hang around here? Be my guest.

Miles.

She's dead. She cut her wrists.

How the hell did you let that happen?

I was out of the room for a minute.

Okay.

You're gonna smile.

What are you doing?

The town panics, Titus is gonna smell it.

Okay? So tell no one.

Just act like everything's fine.

Bring her some food once in a while.

Come out with empty plates. Get it?

Smile.

You're not smiling.

This is me smiling. What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna get as many people out as I can

before Titus finds out.

Come on.

- One more. - Up there?

Come on, everybody on here.

We've got room for two more right here.

Ken: It's a shame.

This town survived the blackout, bandits,

two cholera outbreaks.

But today is the day it dies.

We don't have a choice, Ken.

Ride fast and hard.

No matter what, don't look back.

Yeah.

Uh, Stu? A word?

Is something wrong? Just tell me.

Just grab Cynthia.

Get out of here as fast as you can, okay?

- You're getting on this wagon. - What?

There's one seat left. Take it.

No, not without you. I'll wait for the next one.

Look, you said I had to figure out why they brought me back.

Well, now I know. I am here to protect you.

What's going on?

Just do it, Cynthia, okay?

I'll see you soon.

Major Tom Neville of the Monroe militia.

An enemy combatant.

By all rights we should execute you.

If you know all about me, then you know...

...that I was forcibly discharged from that organization.

Look, I get it.

I should've told you who I was.

But all I wanted was to help.

What you are is disloyal and conniving.

I'm supposed to believe you want to help us?

You want to know the truth? I don't care about you.

I don't care about the United States.

It's not why I'm here.

Then why are you here?

Because I know who dropped those bombs.

I know who killed my wife.

Sebastian Monroe did.

Who else could it be?

And I want revenge.

Every night I picture the same thing.

My wife.

She looks up.

Hears the blast.

As the glass shatters.

And as she bursts into flame.

I wonder.

Did she feel it?

It was my job to protect her.

I want Monroe to pay.

I need him to pay.

I want to help you find him.

Take a good, hard look.

Am I lying now?

Yes.

I think you're lying.

Justine: Drop the gun.

I honestly don't know if you're lying, Major.

But a man with your unique skills

might come in handy.

Yes, ma'am.

So...

...whether you try to help us or hurt us...

...we'll keep you close.

But if you should try to hurt us...

Wouldn't dream of it.

Let him go.

What about my son?

Oh, we have a very special plan for him.

That's of course if you don't have a problem with it.

No, ma'am.

Whatever it takes.

Whatever it takes.

Up and at 'em.

Hey, what happened to all the,

"he killed my family," stuff?

What are you doing with all these?

Those are bounties.

I hunt them.

It's all kind of in my job title.

What's the U.S. Government want with this one?

What's so special about that one?

Answer the question.

Look, all I know is

these guys they came up from Cuba.

They pay well.

I bet you 50 other bounty hunters

have those same warrants.

Six ounces of diamonds. Per head.

So all that about your dad, that was all crap.

No. No, that was the truth.

My dad, he's a well-respected...

Yeah. No. It was crap.

Okay.

Thank you.

We're not gonna shoot him.

Excuse me?

I don't like killing.

Not unless I have to.

So what now?

I'm guessing Miles is with your mom.

Knowing him, he is.

You're gonna go warn him.

And I'm coming with you.

Excuse me?

You see this?

Randall Flynn had a ring with the exact same eye on it.

If he's one of these guys,

if they're half as bad as what he was,

we're all in trouble.

And your family

could use my help.

Do you think they want your help?

No.

But they're gonna need it.

You're delusional.

I'm walking away.

And when I'm gone, you won't be able to track me.

So if you want to stop me, shoot me.

Hey, what's all this?

Plan B.

I'll be right behind you.

I'll see you on the other side.

That's exactly what I said to my dad

the night I told him it was okay to die.

That's great, Aaron.

Sorry.

Here it is.

Last boat off the Titanic.

Get on.

Come with us.

That's not the deal.

Titus sees me on a wagon, he will charge.

I got to stay here.

He finds his dead wife, he comes for you.

Well, let's just make sure you're long gone by then.

No. I'm not going.

What?

I went through too much to save your life.

I'm not gonna just let you die.

- We don't have a choice. - No, we do.

We stay, we fight.

We find a way out.

Yeah? How?

One hand tied behind my back?

When this gets bad, I'm not gonna be able to-

Protect me?

That it? Protect me?

I don't need a martyr. Miles, I need you.

So, how about we just protect each other, okay?

This is all very touching, but, Rachel, get on the wagon,

or I swear to God, I'm gonna throw you on.

The barrels.

Over there, over there, in there.

Come on.

I love you.

I love you.

You should have listened to me, Titus.

Rachel.

Rachel, hold on.

Rachel.

Sir, you all right? Sir.

You all right, sir?

Who, who are you?

U.S. Government, sir.

Oh.

I need a medic.

What?

- Rachel! - Just stay back!

Let us do our job.

I got a pulse.

Heartbeat is low.