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Previously on Salvation...

My fellow Americans,

The unthinkable

...has become reality.

Darius Tanz

is president.

We control one remaining ICBM

carrying 13 warheads.

You're trying to shoot down

RE/SYST's nukes with the rail gun?

If you make any attempt to disable those nukes,

RE/SYST will retaliate.

Arrest this man; he's just confessed

to being an enemy of the United States of America.

Losing Mr. Cole is a blow to the solar sail project.

What about Raul Aguirre?

He's the one with the nanotechnology we need.

I will meet with you,

but there are certain conditions.

Release Liam Cole,

and I will get RE/SYST to call off the nukes.

You had no authority to speak with her!

Jillian, what truth did you accept today?

This is the only place I feel safe.

- Who the hell do you work for? - I don't know.

People lie, Fiona,

but that chip in your neck can't.

Mr. President, we need to...

- Sir, we've lost eyes. - What are you saying?

The president of the United States

just snuck out of the White House.

West Wing.

I'm sorry, the president is unavailable.

West Wing.

I'm sorry.

Can I take a message?

I'm sorry.

He's in a meeting.

All right, listen up.

Nothing I'm about to say leaves this room.

You are not to discuss this with anyone.

Not your staff, your spouse, or your shrink,

under penalty of treason.

The president is missing,

and only the people in this room are aware.

Director Davis, what does the FBI know thus far?

The Secret Service had eyes on the president

at 2100 hours in the Oval.

They withdrew to their posts outside.

At 2300, they discovered that the office was empty.

Now, we believe that he accessed

the hidden Reagan staircase to the evacuation tunnels

beneath the Oval Office.

We have been reviewing hours of security cam footage,

and as of yet... nothing.

Anything from the D.C. Police?

We've tripled the number of patrols inside

the Beltway and put out a description of the president.

Obviously, we can't tell them exactly who they're looking for

if we wish to maintain this level of secrecy.

What about foul play? Could someone have abducted him?

Secret Service reports

that their agents never left their posts.

No one got past them.

No one except the president, you mean?

Okay, we, we don't have time to place blame, Roland.

Given the recent assassinations

of President Mackenzie and Monroe Bennett,

we need to explore all possibilities.

Darius... the president is out there with no protection.

All right, his life may be in danger.

In the meantime, Mr. Secretary, we have less

than 24 hours before that rail gun test,

which will lead to a nuclear confrontation with RE/SYST.

What are we doing about it?

Nothing.

There's nothing I can do.

There must be something, Dr. Stendahl.

President Tanz is the only one with the legal authority

to stop the rail gun tests.

The project is under his supervision, and

short of him giving me a direct order...

What if he's not available to give you that order?

What exactly is going on, Ms. Barrows?

What the...?

You lied!

Good morning to you.

You told Darius RE/SYST

would disarm those nukes if he released me,

but they are still active, every single one.

Got you out, didn't I?

You made a deal, and you went back on your word.

Darius is never, ever gonna trust us again.

Trust us?

He's the one who put us in this untenable position,

threw you in jail.

Liam, he's gone off the deep end.

You can't deny that his behavior is reckless.

Reckless is dropping a bomb on New York City.

He's the one threatening to use that rail gun

to disarm our nukes.

We're just trying to save the planet

- with the solar sail project. - Yes, yes,

a project which has hit a dead end

because we wouldn't collaborate with Darius.

- It's happening again. - His terms were unacceptable.

And we don't need Darius Tanz.

Raul Aguirre is coming.

Mm-hmm, and so is Santa Claus.

What's that supposed to mean, Croft?

It means the man hasn't been seen in years.

Rumor is he never leaves Argentina.

In fact, some people say he never leaves the house.

And other people say he's dead.

Well, he sent us that message that he's on the way.

Mm-hmm, and still there's no sign of him, hmm?

All I'm saying

is, waiting for the Easter Bunny is not the answer, kids.

The solar sail is not working as is.

In ten days,

if that thing is not on its way to the gravity tractor,

everything we've done

is a waste.

- What do you mean? - I'm sorry, Mr. Speaker,

but the president is currently unavailable.

Unavailable? We are on the brink of nuclear conflict.

- Where the hell is he? - I'm still awaiting

confirmation of his schedule.

I don't give a rat's ass about his schedule, young lady.

How-how did you get this job anyway?

How old are you?

I don't see how that's relevant?

Well, let me tell you what is relevant.

Unless President Tanz wants a vote of impeachment,

he better make himself available to congressional leadership.

Immediately.

Uh... pesos?

What the hell's this?

Old man?

Whoa, whoa, sir.

Sir, take it easy.

All right, calm down.

Hey!

Stand down! Excuse me. Back off.

Raul Aguirre. He's here.

What did you tell Stendahl?

Nothing, of course. Harris, we don't know

whether Darius went on walkabout or if he's in danger,

and we don't have a lot of time to figure it out.

I'm aware of that.

The entire governmental apparatus is working the problem.

Yes, but we need to work the problem.

And I know where to start.

Harris, leave us alone for a minute.

It's time to chat woman to woman.

Get your hands off me.

You're an enemy of the state.

You'll do exactly what we say,

or you'll get the shock of a lifetime.

- Do you understand me? - Screw you.

Without a deal on the table, I'm done talking.

That was just a taste. This isn't a game show.

There are no deals.

The president of the United States is missing,

and you're gonna help us find him.

Now.

I already told you.

I have no idea what happened to Darius.

Perhaps your employer does.

- I don't know who I work for. - Right.

I think it's time to find out, hmm?

Wait. What...? What are you doing with that?

Putting that chip back where we found it.

We're gonna smoke them out.

No. No, n-no, n-no. Please don't. Please don't.

No!

I hope you know what you're doing, Grace.

Dr. Aguirre, I'm so sorry.

This is not the welcome that we intended.

I'm Alycia Vrettou.

Sir, I'm Liam Cole. I just wanted to say,

I've been following your work on nanomaterials

- for the last decade. - No me importa.

You speak Spanish, right?

He's looking for a kitchen.

Sir? This way.

Please.

Jillian, you can't

take what happened personally.

Everyone's on a short fuse right now.

Yeah, but not everyone gets chewed out

by the speaker of the house publicly, or has

a chair practically thrown at them

by the president of the United States.

Can you forget I said that? Please?

I just can't do this anymore.

So, as soon as the latest crisis is over,

and I can get a word in with my boss,

I'm going back to Boston.

You're quitting?

I never should have had this job in the first place.

Hey... don't do something you're gonna regret.

Come to the meeting tonight at COPE.

It'll make you feel better.

Nate, right now, I just feel like being alone.

I'm sorry.

- What the hell's he doing? - Shh.

Ah.

So, here's the problem.

We couldn't get enough of our original fabric

for the solar sail, so

we had to adapt to a thinner fabric, one that we could

acquire on our tight schedule.

Unfortunately, every time we model the unfolding of the sail,

it rips. The new fabric cannot handle the stress.

But if we use a thicker material to prevent tearing,

then the added weight makes the payload too heavy to launch.

But either way, we've got a sail that can't do its job.

Yeah, and I was thinking maybe there was a way

to redesign the launch package,

maybe use a hexagonal design instead.

Dr. Aguirre?

Doctor.

I need to think.

Did he just say "I-I need to think"?

Sounded like "I need to drink."

Dr. Aguirre.

Aguirre.

Doctor... why did you come here?

Just to get drunk? Is this some kind of a game to you?

Because we're-we're trying to save

the human race from extinction.

What exactly are you trying to do?

I have come to repair...

what is torn.

You mean everything?

You're not much of a talker, huh?

I prefer pictures.

Oh, this is a... this is a formula for...

Self-repairing nanomaterials.

How long have you been working on this?

Years. Many, many, many years.

Science can fix everything,

except for human beings.

We must fix ourselves.

Hey. Look at this.

OP-371 just came back online.

You kidding me. Where?

Four miles from here.

Rock Creek Park.

Her implant goes dark for three days,

our S&R teams come up with nothing,

and now she just reappears?

BP's dropping.

Sat levels are way down.

We need an extraction team.

No time. She's crashing.

We got to deal with this ourselves

before we lose her.

Okay, thanks for the update.

FBI is using facial rec software to check

CCTV cams from all over D.C.

ATMs, red light cameras, the whole drill.

No sign of him yet.

We'll find him, Grace.

You don't know that.

Grace, I'm worried.

About you.

All this anger...

it's not like you.

You think you have the market cornered on anger?

My father's in prison for a crime I committed.

Alonzo's out there. Who knows what he'll do?

All because of my bad choices.

For which you blame me.

It's not about blame.

I just don't want to have any more regrets.

Target acquired.

Maintain your distance.

We don't want to tip them off.

Crap.

She's gone.

They took the bait. Move out.

Ooh, self-healing, hmm?

So this is the snake oil our friend is selling us.

A solar sail that magically heals itself

after a little spritz.

It's not magic, Croft, and it's not snake oil.

- Oh. - Okay?

It's a, uh, suspension that coats the material

in a layer of interconnecting molecules.

Now, if any connection is broken,

the molecules rearrange themselves to repair it.

Manipulating molecules at that level?

Nobody's cracked that.

How do we know it's going to work?

Yeah, how about some proof, Dr. Aguirre?

Other than your scrawlings on your vanilla latte.

Dr. Aguirre, pardon the rudeness of my colleague.

No, it's-it's okay. I-I understand.

My English is not so good, so, uh, bear with me.

Science is-is just humanity

in-in equations and-and theorems.

We-we are all broken in-in some way.

For the weak amongst us,

it-it causes us to collapse, but for-for the truly strong

we are... how you say in English?

Tejer. We-we knit. We knit

ourselves back together

to something greater than we were before.

Well, that's very poetic, but it's not proof.

Croft, let him finish. Stop shooting him down.

What the hell are you doing?

What, are you crazy?!

- You could've killed us. - Quiet.

Now we go to work.

- That was... Ah! - Amazing. Men.

I have to admit, you were right

about Aguirre being the missing piece.

I'm sorry I doubted you.

Oh. Congratulations to both of us.

All of us, every single one.

We have to tell Nero.

Well, thanks to Aguirre, the rest of the scientists

are committed to finishing the solar sail.

You know, we can finally disarm those nukes

and put an end to this conflict with Darius.

Liam.

If not now, then when?

Those nukes are the only thing that's keeping Darius

from launching a frontal assault and taking us all out.

We'd be foolish to take them off the table now.

But for the first time ever, we have a fully functioning plan

to save the world.

Let's not blow it up before we get the chance.

We've got greater aspirations

when we take down the asteroid.

Look, if we truly want to change the world,

we need leverage.

There is no plan to give them up, is there?

We're the new superpower.

Everything that we've been fighting for... free speech,

freedom of information, power to the people...

We can finally make it so.

And in the meantime, you're just gonna

drop a bomb on New York City.

You're not gonna lose an ounce of sleep.

- Darius started that. - And you're gonna finish it.

And you're gonna kill millions of people.

After this project's done, so are we. RE/SYST can go to hell.

Liam.

Hey.

And as the standoff continues

between RE/SYST and President Tanz,

the president has been strangely silent.

With the rail gun test scheduled to go off

just 12 hours from now,

New Yorkers are fleeing the city in droves.

- Hi. - Nate.

What are you doing here?

You seemed so down today,

I thought maybe I could cheer you up.

And I came bearing gifts.

Remember Bass Shepherd?

Hello, Jillian. Can we come in?

Uh...

Sure. Come.

What?

Let's go.

Copy that, we're in position.

Tech Con One, we've entered the warehouse.

Bravo Team, hold for Alpha.

Bravo Team, we're on the passenger.

Weapons free.

Copy that, Alpha. Good hunting.

Freeze! Nobody move!

Gun down, gun down!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot.

Area's secure, Mr. Secretary.

She's over here.

Clear.

Give her the shot. Now!

What's happening?

The atropine's not working.

What?

We waited too long.

No. Give her another injection.

She could stroke out.

She's gonna die.

Come on. Come on! Fiona!

You son of a bitch.

She was dead. What'd you do to her?

TTX.

It's a paralytic agent found in blowfish poison.

Slows heart rate and inhibits motor function.

Now we get a question. Where's Darius Tanz?

The president?

If you know anything about his whereabouts...

I don't.

I'm not playing.

I don't know anything. I swear.

Then who do you work for?

You're an accessory to the assassination of Monroe Bennett.

You don't give us something, you're gonna be spending

the rest of your life

in a very unpleasant place.

Company policy regarding clients is on a "need to know" basis.

What company?

Maybe we'll put the word out

that you're cooperating with us.

How would your employer feel about that?

They have eyes everywhere.

Who?

Q-17.

Harris?

Q-17.

What's Q-17?

They're like a private CIA. Off the grid.

You want to hire them, you have to know somebody.

Otherwise, they're ghosts.

Well, someone did hire them.

To sabotage the Ark, blow up the Supreme Court,

and assassinate a couple of presidents.

Well, we still haven't tied them to Mackenzie's death.

But if each of those

is one of their operatives...

The scope of this thing is massive.

Question is, who's pulling their strings?

And is Darius next on their list?

Harris, we're running out of time.

So...

what are you doing here?

Ah, when one of our members is in need, we come.

That is incredibly generous.

Well, you're special.

I've seen that since the first moment I met you.

Really?

You have wisdom beyond your years.

Why do you think the president chose you as his assistant

over all the other people out there?

I don't know,

but I'm assuming he regrets it right about now.

So the speaker of the House dressed you down.

- Mm-hmm. - The president got angry.

Those aren't reasons to quit.

They're lessons.

The universe has much to teach

- if you listen. - Oh, I am trying,

but can it speak up a little?

Can you accept that you have a purpose?

I can.

When a tree is strong, even a hurricane wind cannot uproot it.

You are strong.

You are wise.

Don't let other people blow you off your path.

And what's this?

Pisco. You drink.

I don't think so.

Drink, drink, it's good for the constitution.

Who cares?

You know, 'cause it's over.

Everything I-I've believed in,

every choice I have made has been wrong.

I tried to save the world

and I actually made things worse.

And Darius was right about... RE/SYST,

about Alycia, all of it.

Every little thing.

What am I doing? I mean,

you probably can't even understand half of what I'm saying.

I understand.

More than you know.

Just because you're brilliant

doesn't mean you're always right.

You're still gonna need that rail gun

to help with the solar sail.

D-Darius?

Listen, we haven't got much time.

Gentlemen?

Am I interrupting anything?

U-Un brindis por nuevos comienzos.

A toast to new beginnings.

- I drink to this. - Yes.

What the hell, Darius? What's going on?

Where's the real Dr. Aguirre?

Standing right in front of you.

What are you talking about?

Ten years ago,

I created an alter ego, a nom de plume if you will.

Thus, Dr. Raul Aguirre was born.

But, uh, w-why?

I wanted to publish certain

controversial research

that was outside my area of expertise.

- Nanomaterials. - Yeah.

But the alias stuck, and-and over time,

the ruse grew more elaborate.

There was a great demand for the talents of Dr. Aguirre.

So I turned him into a recluse,

uh, an eccentric who never went anywhere.

- Until now. - Okay, so, so, so

you're pretending to be Aguirre, but...

but why, is it to sneak in and sabotage the solar sail?

No, the solar sail is brilliant.

Combined with the rail gun, it may be

our only hope for survival.

Is this the part where you tell me that I was right?

Partially right.

You still needed Dr. Aguirre

- to solve your materials problem. - All right, it doesn't matter,

it doesn't matter. I want to know why

you went through all this to help RE/SYST.

I didn't come here to help.

I needed to get inside Tanz,

and-and Aguirre was my entry point.

I'm here to prevent a nuclear holocaust.

Well, I mean, you started all of this.

I shouldn't even be talking to you.

After what you did? I mean, you threw me in a jail.

You were talking to me like I was, I was a criminal.

You left me no choice.

Liam.

I did come here to repair what's been torn.

The two of us have the power to shut it down

and get back to what we do: science.

But I need your help.

This chip contains a virus that'll destroy Tess.

She's the one controlling those nukes.

Is this all of it?

Yeah, every last scrap of paper and digital file

from that warehouse.

Should give us a window into Q-17's current operations.

My team will analyze the documents.

If there's anything of use, we'll find it.

- Yeah. - But meantime,

still no sign of the president.

We've come up empty, Mr. Secretary.

We've got eight hours until that rail gun fires, Harris.

We need to make some big moves, and nobody's gonna like them.

You know the plan: get into the server room.

If this doesn't work...

We're in the same position we're in right now,

with time running out and RE/SYST's

finger on the nuclear button.

We've got nothing to lose.

Liam?

What's going on? You said it was important.

Yeah. There's something you need to know about Dr. Aguirre.

Liam, no!

Are you insane? What are you...?

There's a traitor in our midst.

Traitor? And you, Liam?

Darius?

I'm sorry, Darius, but sometimes,

you can't repair what's torn.

Dr. Stendahl,

that rail gun test cannot go forward as planned.

I'm under orders from the president of the United States.

He's the only one that can stop this test.

We know, Rosetta, but the president

is missing.

We have to stop this before it's too late.

In the absence of the president, I am giving you

a direct order to stop this test...

Wait, after all that's gone on: civil war,

coups, how do I know that you're not the traitors?

How do I know that you're not

the ones responsible for his disappearance?

You're gonna have to trust us.

I never thought physical violence was your style.

What were you expecting?

Harsh language?

You have no idea what's at stake here, do you?

Other than the blood of millions of innocent civilians

on your hands, I suppose no.

I'm not the one responsible.

You can make this go away.

All you have to do is hand over the rail gun.

Why don't you just steal it?

You're so very good at that, aren't you?

I didn't steal anything.

I created Tess.

- Ugh, again with that. - We created Tess.

And you tried to smuggle out her source code, but I caught you.

No, you destroyed

my reputation, Darius.

You ruined my career.

No.

You did that.

On your own.

I know where you came from, Alycia.

A father who treated you like nothing,

made you feel like nothing.

We had that in common.

It's what made us who we are.

Ruthless perfectionists.

But when you came to me that day at Tanz,

a disaffected college grad who snuck away from the tour

to show me her machine-learning algorithm,

I saw your brilliance, your talent.

Your drive.

I nurtured you.

Believed in you.

But... somewhere along the way,

you lost your way.

And you have the chance right now

to come back from the darkness.

Take it before it's too late.

You have 15 minutes to change your mind, Darius.

If that rail gun goes off,

Tess will automatically fire those missiles.

The blood's on your hands, not mine.

Alycia, you still need me.

Go to hell, Darius.

Wait. Just...

Liam.

What are you doing?

Croft.

Look, it's not what you think, Croft.

L-Look, we finally have hope.

I am not gonna let you sabotage it.

Don't be an idiot.

You got Stockholm syndrome.

- You're identifying with your captors. - You're the idiot.

This is not the time to undermine RE/SYST.

We have Aguirre; he is gonna save the world.

Aguirre is Darius.

What?

All personnel, firing test begins in eight minutes.

Please clear the area.

Security measures have been initiated.

All computer systems are now in lockdown mode.

What's going on?

Darius changed the codes.

I'm locked out.

He's the only one that can stop the test.

There's nothing I can do.

That rail gun is launching in seven minutes, Grace,

whether we like it or not.

Thank you, General. We've done all we can.

They've been evacuating the entire tristate area

for the last 24 hours to prevent loss of life.

Harris, none of this makes sense.

And the way Darius disappeared.

I know it's crazy, but is it possible

this is all some elaborate "Darius" plan?

If it is, it better work, fast.

As the rail gun test

is set to launch imminently,

RE/SYST's nuclear threat hangs over our head.

And still no sign of our president.

All right, I need to address the group.

Where's Liam?

Is it true that Aguirre is Darius Tanz?

W-We deserve answers.

Yes.

I guess Liam beat me to the punch with the news.

But Darius will cooperate fully

and he will continue to help us with our project,

so there's no reason to be concerned.

Really? Well, that's-that's good to know.

Yeah, that's good.

Thank you.

Where'd that come from?

Uh, this? Um...

No idea.

Hand it over.

Hand it over now or they will shoot.

Well, frankly...

...at this point,

I don't give a damn. Liam, catch!

No, Croft!

No. Stand down. I got this.

20 seconds till firing sequence.

Clear the range. Repeat: clear the range.

Six... five...

Liam!

...four... three...

Liam! Don't.

Fire.

You killed her.

She wasn't yours to kill!

Who? Tess?

She's lines of code.

No.

You just executed a human being down there.

Am I next?

Am I?

Too many casualties.

It's time to stop the war, Alycia.

W-Wait a minute, you're saying...

the missiles didn't fire?

Mr. Secretary, look.

The rail gun slug is tracking on course.

In five, four,

three...

Yeah!

It's over. It's over.

RE/SYST's nukes are destroyed.

Oh, my God.

How...?

Darius.

It's him.

Breaking news into the station just now.

We are getting reports

that the ICBM carrying RE/SYST nuclear warheads

have been destroyed.

Oh, my...

It took you long enough.

I'm sorry.

I was disarming 13 nukes.

You can't rush something like that.

There you go.

Welcome back.

Where's Alycia?

She packed her bags and fled.

Problem for another day.

You're not gonna believe this, but...

he died a hero.

These days...

I'll believe anything.

Thank God you're back.

I have been holding everyone off,

but they want to see Darius.

Don't we all. Any word?

Nothing yet.

Speaker Barnes is waiting in the Cabinet Room

with the rest of Congressional leadership.

I guess it's time to face the music.

Thank you all for your patience.

As you know, President Tanz has been incredibly busy

managing this crisis.

We'll have more information shortly.

If you'll just return to your offices...

Enough stalling.

Where the hell is the president

of the United States?

Mr. Secretary, Ms. Barrows, it's time.

As White House counsel, I'm afraid I have to inform you

- of some troubling news. - Roland.

I'm afraid President Tanz is...

Is right here.

Thank you for standing in,

Ms. Barrows. Mr. Secretary.

Everyone, I hear you've all been looking for me.

I was extremely busy disarming RE/SYST.

Those nukes were quite the nuisance,

weren't they?

So... what have you all been doing

for the last 24 hours?

Next time you pull a stunt like that, you could at least

have the decency to tell someone.

- Anyone. - You scared the hell out of us.

I'm sorry. Truly.

But it became impossible for me to get anything done here.

I-I had to follow my instincts.

The entire country

- could have blown up. - But it didn't.

And for one day, for one moment,

we're gonna take the victory.

Now, if you don't mind,

I-I'd like a word alone with my senior advisor.

Yes, Mr. President.

Uh...

- I should slap you. - I agree.

I have a bottle of champagne.

We should celebrate.

Wh-What are you doing?

Trusting my instincts.

Oh, Grace.

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