All language subtitles for Silo.S03E01.Who.Are.You.2160p.ATV.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.Atmos.DV.HDR10P.H.265-4kHdHub.Com.srt - eng(6)

Here's your vitamins.

[knocks on door]

What'd you get for supper?

Uh... Soup.

You always get soup.

- [delivery person]
Madam Mayor. Hey.
- Hey, Tony.

- What's tonight?
- Uh, mushroom.

- Mushroom? Do I like mushroom?
- Who doesn't like mushrooms?

[Tony] I'll be back
for the tray later, ma'am.

Okay. Thank you, Tony.

I know you're tired of
hearing me say this,

- but you know I'm going to.
- No. I know. Go.

Remember,
the Silo is at peace

- because of you.
- Because of me. Mm-hmm.

Because you came back.

- Yeah.
- See you in the morning.

Bye.

Good night.

[eerie music playing]

[spits]

[Camille] There you are.

How'd you sleep?

- [Juliette] Um, fine.
- Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Good.

Um, we need to go over
some of the details

for the Council meeting
tomorrow.

- Okay. Mm-hmm.
- Very exciting.

But we can do that
after your weekly
in the cafeteria.

Mm-hmm.

I know you don't like
these appearances,

but the people need
to see you.

Yeah. The people need
to see me.

[citizens cheering, chanting]
Madam Mayor! Mayor Nichols!

[cheering distorts]

[fan] There she is! Juliette!

Don't worry about them.
You're good.

Ladies, I have something
that might interest you.

Can I see it?

You mean can you touch it?

No.

- How much?
- I was thinking more along
the lines of a trade.

- What is that?
- A toy.

We think it belonged either
to her or her brother.

I know someone who got it
from her father's place.

[suspenseful music playing]

I wanna go.

- I wanna go.
- Okay. Okay.

[suspenseful music continues]

[dramatic music playing]

[dramatic music continues]

[brakes squeal]

[automated voice]
Doors opening.

Step back
to allow customers
to exit.

When boarding, please move
to the center of the car.

[tense music playing]

[automated voice]
Step back. Doors closing.

[tense music continues]

[person on phone] Hello?

[sighs] Is that Mr. Jones?

- [Jones] Yes?
- This is, uh,
Congressman Daniel Keene.

How are you today?

[Jones]
I'll tell you what,
Congressman.

You put me on your
"do not call" list,

and you got
my vote next go-round.

You call again,

I will vote
for whoever the fuck
they run against you.

- [Jones hangs up]
- You got it.

Hi.

You do what I said?

What'd you say?

I said if you
didn't do what I said,

I'd punch you in the throat.

Well, we certainly
don't want that.

Yeah, I took two trains,
two cabs, circled back...

- [laughs]
- Got you a sweet tea.

- Lots of ice.
- Yeah.

They call it iced tea here.

Well, I'm not from here.
Neither are you.

What's going on, Charles?

You're off post,
but you're not on leave.

Shouldn't you be in uniform?

Shouldn't you be on a phone
sucking dick for money?

Wow.

You've been
in the Navy too long.

If Mom and Dad
were alive right now--

They'd be
clawing frantically...

[both] ...to get
out of their coffins.

Why'd you think it was a date?

- What? Huh?
- [stammers, laughs]

That reporter.

Helen Drew.

- How do you--
- She said you gave her a Pez.

- I thought it was funny.
- Uh-huh, was it?

She also said you managed
to work New Orleans
into the conversation.

Smooth.

She was dismissive
of the Corps.

I thought I'd set her straight.

New Orleans was a big deal.
I was a big part of it.

We did things no one
had thought of before--

Oh, that's right. I forgot.
You invented drills.

How do you know what we said?

She's working on a story.

I couldn't help her.
I said she should talk to you.

Told her you might not
be completely useless.

If you got
on Thurman's Iran Committee.

[chuckling] Um...

Everyone wants on that.

- Well, doesn't she owe you?
- For what?

You said good things about her.

I was running for congress.
She's a senator.

We both represent
the good people
of the Peach State.

Of course I said good things
about her.

But I'd be surprised
if she even knows my name.

Why wouldn't she?

Well, we have
this thing in America.

It's called the party system.

We're not in the same one.

Look, you should really try
and get on that committee.

What's going on?

Have you been assigned
to whatever we got planned?

Even if I was,
I couldn't tell you,
civilian swine.

I was in the Army.

You were an engineer.

And now I'm in congress.

I think I'm allowed to know

if my little sister
is gonna bomb Iran.

Gotta go.

I did the whole switching
cabs and trains thing

- for two minutes with you?
- Well, I'm sorry.

I couldn't take a chance
talking on the phone.

- Tell me what the hell
is going on.
- I am telling you.

Get on that committee,
and tell the reporter
what you can.

You forgot something.

[Bernard]
After all I've done,
sacrificed,

to find out
it never really mattered.

Maybe not.

What do you mean?

[gasps, panting]

- [Camille] Hey.
- [Juliette] Hi.

- [Camille] What happened?
- I, uh...

[breathes heavily]
I had a... a dream.

- I-I-I don't know.
Yeah. I-I, uh...
- [Camille] A dream?

I'm outside the air lock...

[stammers] ...um,
with Bernard
and we're... [sighs]

[stammering] We're outside
the air lock and...

- Juliette.
- I-I don't know. I, um--

- Hey. [stammers]
- [Juliette] No.
There's something...

There's something I have to do.

- I have to do something.
- What do you have to do?

I don't know.
I have to... I can't. I...

I don't know.

I don't know,
but he was right there.
[stammers]

- [breathing heavily]
- Okay, stop. Stop.

Let's do the exercise.

[Juliette sighs]
If I could only talk
to Bernard.

- [Camille]
That's not possible.
- I know. I know.

- Look at me.
- Okay.

- Match my breathing. Slow.
- [exhales heavily]

In for three seconds. Hold.

- And out.
- [exhales]

Good. Good. One more time.

In for three seconds.

- [breathing deeply]
- Keep breathing. Good.

- Good. One more time.
- [exhales sharply]

Good. You're okay now.

Just keep breathing,
keep breathing.

[Sims] You were in there
for three minutes.

Three minutes in a box of fire
before the door would open

and your friends
could get you out.

All oxygen was gone
30 seconds in.

Your suit, it wasn't
a regular cleaning suit.

It was insulated.

It protected you.

Bernard wasn't so lucky.

The flames melted holes
in his suit,

and the poison got in.

We couldn't take a chance
with a farm burial.

The stairs were evacuated.

No one was allowed
into the central shaft.

It took six porters six hours

to get him down
to the incinerator.

[machine clanking, whirring]

Bernard can't help you.

Because I watched him burn.

My wife says you remember
something about him.

There's something
you have to do.

No, I can't. I can't remember.

I hope you get more
of your memory back.

I really do.

I particularly hope
you remember

why you held my wife
and son hostage at gunpoint.

Who are you?

Who are you? Hmm?

I'm Robert Sims.

- I'm the Judge of the Silo--
- No, no, no, no, no.

I know, I know.
You tell me that.

I don't know you.

I don't know you.
I don't know anyone, right?

I look at myself in the mirror,

and I don't even know
who's looking back at me.

And...

I thought, maybe... maybe
I had remembered something.

But it's gone.

And, what, you're gonna tell me
it's a dream? It's a dream?

[whispers] I don't know.

Okay, and pull up
that previous file.

Yeah, there.

I'm gonna need
all of those removed.

Okay.

What did you tell her?

That Bernard died
from the poison.

- [sighs]
- [groans]

[groaning]

[groaning]

Thanks.

Well, if it isn't
the hero of New Orleans.

A hero of New Orleans.

There were 500 Army engineers
on that project.

But Congressman Keene
was key, right?

You came up with the idea
of replacing levees
with tunnels,

and you invented
some kind of drill

that didn't disturb
the soil above, right?

Sounds like you read
my campaign literature.
[chuckles]

Your campaign was well-written.

Anna is the writer
in our family.

[Anna] Oh, not press releases.
Legislation. I write bills.

She tidies them up.

If they start accepting them
in crayon, she won't need me.

What can I do for you today,
Congressman?

Um, well, is there gonna be
retaliation against Iran?

They set off a dirty bomb
in our nation's capital,

of course there's going
to be a retaliation.

I'd like to be assigned
to the Iran Committee.

Son, there's a waiting list
for the waiting list.

I'd like to jump the line.

All right, give me
your elevator pitch.

Um,

my sister Charlotte Keene

is a Naval aviator attached
to the Nimitz.

Any retaliatory mission
is gonna be carrier-based.

The Nimitz
is fresh off a refurb.

Charlotte flies an F-35.

Her squadron's flown
several missions in theater.

That's a good pitch.

I'll try to get you on.

Your last campaign slogan
was, uh, Yoda.

"Don't try. Do."

You might wanna dial it down
a little bit, Congressman.

And I would, except, you know,
Charlotte's my only family,

and I'd just love to know
what we're doing and why.

And I will see what I can do.

Anna.

[sighs] I blew it, didn't I?

Oh, well,
she didn't throw anything,
so not too bad.

- [sighs]
- Thanks for saving
New Orleans.

[scoffs]

[Thurman] His sister.

- What is her name?
- Charlotte Keene.

She flies an F-35
off the Nimitz.

[Sims] We're here today
in the Mids cafeteria

because of one man.

- Bernard Holland.
- [citizens murmuring]

I worked with Bernard
for ten years.

And all that time,
I never knew his mind.

I knew the position
and authority he claimed

weren't in the Pact.

But Bernard assured me
it was tradition

and had been
since the beginning.

My predecessors
had gone along with it,
and so did I.

So did my wife, Camille.

So did we all.

But when rebellion came,

we debated long and hard,
my wife and I.

And finally we felt,

as so many of us did,

- that it was time for change.
- [citizens] Yeah.

- For transparency.
- [citizens] Right!

For truth.

[citizens applauding]

[Sims] But truth does not come
without costs.

These last three months
have been transformative

in so many ways.

Sheriff Paul Billings

is rewriting portions
of the Pact

that need revising.

Most of the cameras
Bernard installed
throughout the Silo

have been removed,
leaving only the ones necessary

for public safety and security.

And most important of all,
there is now this council,

composed of level reps
and department heads.

Change has happened.
Change has happened.

And now,

it is my privilege to introduce

the only person sent out
to clean ever to return.

And the only person
to be sworn in

while lying in a hospital bed.

Our mayor, Juliette Nichols.

[cheering]

[cheering, whistling]

Thank you.

Um,

I, uh, now declare
the Silo's first
Council meeting, um, open.

[bangs gavel]

[citizens applauding, cheering]

- Yeah?
- [Anna] Thanks.

Congressman, I wasn't sure
I'd catch you.

Hey. Um, did I get
on the Iran Committee?

The senator had me contact
an old friend at JSOC.

I asked him
to track your sister.

You were right. She is slated
to fly in the Iran operation.

[inhales sharply] Um, when?

Tonight.

[sighs]

[pilot 1] Coming up
on the McCain.

I have visual at 9:00.

[pilot 1] Okay, folks.
Let's climb to 50,000.

Seventy-five klicks
till target,

then zoom and boom back
to Uncle Chester.

[Charlotte] Raider Two, copy.

- [pilot 2] Three, copy.
- [pilot 3] Four, copy.

Y'all seeing
this cloud up ahead?

[navigation system beeping]

What the fuck's a cloud doing
at 50,000 feet?

[beeping continues]

[pilot 2]
Look at the Tomahawks.

What the fuck?
We're 500 klicks from target.

[pilot 3] Raider Four.
I've got something weird
on my instrument panel.

[pilot 1] Raider One.
Looks like oil.

[pilot 2] Raider Three.
Yeah, I've got it too.

[pilot 1] What is it?

[beeping continues]

[alarm system beeping rapidly]

[pilot 2] Raider One.
I'm armed!

I-I can't...

Fuck!

Mayday, Mayday, Mayday!
Drone controls are going down!

Here.

[no audible dialogue on TV]

[Anna] Daniel?

That was my friend from JSOC.

Your sister's squadron wasn't
hitting any of the targets

they're talking about on TV.

They were on a mission
to a facility in the mountains.

Charlotte's plane went down,

but a rescue team
out of Turkmenistan
picked her up.

She's alive.

[stammers] She's alive?

[stammers]

[sniffs]

Harwood. Head of Mines.

I don't know what you want me--

Just give us
a status report, Ed.

We're miners.

We're mining.

There was
an accident yesterday?

I don't know how much
of an accident it was,
but yeah.

There was a...

There was a collapse
in the B-92 spur
off subshaft David.

Seven were trapped.
We got 'em out.

Am I done?

Sorry. You don't know
how much of an accident it was?

[sighs]

Look, everyone says
it's a mystery how old
the Silo is.

Not to us.

The number of shafts
and tunnels we got,

it's been here
at least 300 years.

Three hundred years
of shafts and tunnels

going this way and that,

up and down, sideways,
but never out.

At least not more
than 200 feet.

Why?

Because it's in the Pact.

Which means you got 300 years
of tunnels and shafts

doubling back on each other.

Add to that the effects
of the bomb set off
by the rebels.

- [citizens murmuring]
- [Ed] I'm not taking sides.

What's done is done.

I'm just stating a fact.

So it's not an accident
the tunnel collapsed.

It's a fucking miracle
it doesn't happen every week.

Why, um...

Why does the Pact limit
how far out they can go?

[Ed] Yeah, fuck knows.

[Juliette] Okay.

Okay, so maybe that's something
that we can look into.

- We will do that.
- Yeah?

My name is Orla Kent,
and I am shadow
to the head of Supply.

Carla McLain asked me
to come represent her
here today--

[Ed groans] How... [scoffs]

How old are you?

Twenty-six.

Twenty-six?

I've got boots older than that.

[citizens chuckling]

So do I, Mr. Harwood.

They're my
Aunt Doreen's boots.

She worked Supply-side
40 years,

as did my mother and father.

I grew up in the bays.

Started pulling boxes
on the high-line at ten.

[Ed] Yeah, yeah.

All I'm saying is,
if I had to come here,
so should Carla.

Carla McLain understands
how important today is,

but she also remains set
on retiring.

And she wanted me here

as I'll be the one
giving these reports
in the future.

Thank you. That's great.

So now we've cleared that up,
your report.

[Orla] Thank you.

Because of production shutdowns
during the rebellion,

there were many shortages
right after.

But we worked
with the suppliers,

released a prudent amount
from reserves
and Critical Supply,

and citizens
reduced their usage.

We are now back
to pre-rebellion levels
in all sectors.

Bottom line,
we are good in Supply.

[citizens applauding]

[Martha] You wanted the truth.

They're good in Supply.

[Camille] Mr. Knox.

[Knox] Ed, I-I think I speak
for everyone here when I say,

what the hell
are you complaining about?

I came up from 144.

I had to be hauled up the gap
by a couple of skinny bastards

I was sure were gonna
drop my ass.

- [citizens chuckling]
- [Knox] Anyway,

the generator
is humming along just fine

thanks to you, Juliette...
uh, Madam Mayor,

and your fix from before.

The only other thing to report

has to do with what we call
the digger void.

When word of it got out,
people... [stammers]

...mostly young idiots,
came down for a look-see

and quite a few
had to be rescued.

Martha Walker
has taken it upon herself

to seal off the access.

Everything we could use
from there was...

was taken out a long time ago.

Anyway, that's all I got.

[Camille] Thank you.

Sheriff?

[inhales sharply,
clears throat]

Um, Sheriff Paul Billings.

Not much to report.

I've been working on the Pact.

Crime is down.

I think that's it.

Any progress
on our two fugitives?

Uh, there've been
sightings of Kennedy,

but when we get there,
he's gone,

if he was there at all.

Nothing on Lukas Kyle.

We think he may have died
in the rebellion

and his body was misidentified.

We only found
Rick Amundsen two weeks ago.

What about the Outsiders?

[Paul] They do their stunts,
and by the time we get there,

they've disappeared.

Any idea who they are?

Other than followers
of Kennedy? No.

They wear masks.

[Knox] Madam Mayor.

[Camille] It's okay, Jerry.

Mr. Knox.

I just wanted
to ask about your memory.

Anything coming back?

- Getting better every day.
- Yeah.

So nothing more about
what it was like outside?

No, just what
we've seen. Mmm.

Do you remember me? Do...

- Do you know who I am?
- Yeah, of course she does.

- You're head
of Mechanical, right?
- That's right.

Your daughter
still down in Supply?

Not for long.

Hoping she comes back up soon.

She's at home in the mines.

She doesn't much like working
for a teenager.

[laughing]

Your daughter was the same age
I am, Mr. Harwood,

when she became shadow
to the head of Supply.

Oh, I know that.

It's just... I know
what Glenda's capable of.

What is she capable of,
Mr. Harwood?

Excuse me, what?

Just a question.

I got another.

When was the last time
you swung a pick
or shoveled ore?

See, I still haul crates.

Ow. You're hurting me.

Please don't tell me
we have a problem
first day of the Council.

[Ed] Not at all.

What was that about?

I guess some people
just don't like change.

[grinding]

Great progress, right?

Yeah.

Yeah. You've made
amazing progress.

Thank you.

So, you'll notice several
of the work-arounds

violate certain rules
in the Pact.

Um, but those violations
were deemed necessary

due to present circumstances.

And several of those rules
are being considered

for possible permanent changes.

Isn't that right, Sheriff?

Yep.

- [Camille] Should we go up?
- [Juliette] Yeah.

Shirley is in charge
of reconstruction.

You remember Shirley, right?

Yeah, go ahead.

[Juliette] Yeah, uh...

You were at my first
meet and greet

- in the cafeteria, right?
- [Camille] That's right.

Your first day out of hospital.

Uh, well, I'm, uh...

I'm sorry it's taken me
this long to...

to get down here and see
what you've been doing.

So I just want to say thank you
for all the hard work.

Better get back to it.

[Juliette] Okay. Of course.

Oh. Is that where my dad died?

I... I heard that his sacrifice

guaranteed the success
of the rebellion?

There wasn't supposed to be
any sacrifice.

We made sure
the stairs were empty,
but the, uh...

the device was supposed to
go off on a timer,

but we lost the timer.

And then...
[stammers] ...Dr. Pete,
he insisted on staying.

Sorry. What's-What's your name?

I-I'm Hank, ma'am.

[stammers] Deputy Hank Murphy.

Deputy Hank, I...
I really don't blame anyone.

Except for Bernard, of course.

Yeah. Of course, Bernard.

Well. Lunch is waiting.

Oh. Okay.

[raider] Wait. Wait, stop!

[both grunt]

- [grunts]
- [screams]

[raider grunting]

[grunts]

Okay. [grunts]

Okay, okay. [grunts]

[grunts]

I don't know
how you can be like that.

Be like what?

Like, "Yes, Madam,"
"No, Madam."

It's bullshit!

Shirl, I don't know
what I'm meant to do.

Rub it in her face
that she doesn't remember us?

Her name is Jules.

She's a Mechanical.
She doesn't...

She... She wouldn't
be caught dead in a dress
for fuck's sake.

Camille says it's gonna
take some more time.

We can't force it.

She's been saying that
for three months now.

She's not coming back.

Uh, she's on her way over now.

- What?
- She's coming this way.

Shirley, can I, um, just talk
to you for a moment?

[sighs]

- [Juliette] Yeah?
- Sure.

Um...

Um, so Camille told me
that we used to be friends.

We were... we were good...
good friends, right?

That's one way of putting it.

Okay. Well, um,

look, I don't... I don't know
who to talk to right now,

and I... I just need...

I had... I had a memory, right?

I don't know
if it was a dream, and I'm...

I'm outside the air lock
with Bernard, right?

And I get this, like,
overwhelming feeling,

like there's something
I have to do,

and I don't know what,
but I-I know Bernard.

He... He would've known
what it was, and, um,
I think...

I just...

I think what
I'm trying to ask you is,

did I ever mention...
Did I say anything to you?

- Do you know
what I'm talking about?
- Um, no.

Is she, uh...
Is she looking at me?

No, she's walking away.

- All good?
- [Juliette] Yeah.

Madam Mayor.

- Excuse us.
- Sorry.

- Orla? Yeah.
- Yes, um, there's a problem,

and I was told
I could only talk about it
with two people.

The head of Supply
and, well, you, ma'am.

Okay.

Um...

- Of course. Yeah.
- Yeah.

Critical Supply.

Um, all the things
that were loaded in the Silo
when it was built...

Light bulbs, computers,
all that...

Well, some things,
a lot of things
have gone missing.

Maybe stolen.

- Really?
- [Orla] Yeah.

But I think it might
be going through construction.

- Madam Mayor.
- Yeah?

We have a situation.

Security says the attackers
were wearing masks and hoods.

Outsiders.

What were they doing in IT?

They took a helmet
from the suit room.

Why? Why would they
take a helmet?

Oh, shit.

[birds chirping]

[exhales deeply]

[exhales deeply]

The display is a lie.

[exhales sharply]

- Juliette?
- Yeah.

Yeah. Good.

- [Camille] Find Kennedy.
- We'll keep looking.

Maybe if you grab one
of his followers.

Good idea.

[phone ringing]

- Hey.
- [Anna] Hey.

Uh, your sister was shipped out
of Landstuhl 12 hours ago.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
She's gonna land at Andrews
in ten minutes.

I'm meeting her at Walter Reed.

- She's not going
to Walter Reed.
- What?

I'm sure you heard
that her body is fine,

but she has a TBI.
A traumatic--

Traumatic brain injury.
Yeah, I know, but--

Okay, so my-my mother
has pulled some strings.

She's being sent to
the Heidi Stensen Clinic
in Fairfax.

This is the best place
for TBI in the country.

In the world.

The name should tell you why.

- Oh. Stensen.
- [Anna] Right.

Heidi Stensen was his mother.

She had Alzheimer's.

He has sunk a lot
into this facility.

Hi. Here for Charlotte Keene.

Well, you've looked better.

[sighs]

Who are you?

We're still trying
to track the Outsiders.

Unfortunately, they're smart.

When they split up,
they go to places
there are no cameras.

We do have this.

- [raider] Wait. Wait, stop!
- [grunts, screams]

Might've broken her wrist.

[grunting]

Looking for a woman
with a bandaged right arm.

Got it.

[Camille] What is it?

How did I get in?

I don't understand.
What... What are you...

How did I get
through the doors?
How did I get in?

Well, Bernard opened them.
He was--

No. Yeah. No, no, no.
You've said that, but I...

I couldn't have known
that he was gonna do that.

So, how...

I would've had a plan,
right? So, I...

Uh...

I would've had something,
right?

I had something.

I had something in my hand.

I had a crowbar.

[distorted screams]

And that's what I used to try
to open the doors.

[panting]

[grunting]

[grunts]

[sighs]

[Camille] Juliette.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, look at me. Juliette.

- [Juliette] I'm all right.
- [stammers] Juliette, listen.

I went...

I went into a different place.

Yes. You did. We know this.

I think I went...

I think I went
into another silo.

Okay.

I think it's time
you watched it again.

So, Bernard put cameras--

[Juliette]
In the cleaning helmets,

but he didn't show anyone.
I know.

- You told me many times.
- Right.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

[Camille] You remember now?

You went outside.

You made your way
to that refuge hut.

- You stayed in there--
- I stayed in there

until I was strong enough
to come back.

There was a suit in there
and a helmet,

and the suit was insulated
to resist flames.

Thank the Founders.

Thank the Founders.

[beeps]

What was that?

IT said we're low on vitamin D.

Please ship two barrels of D+
to Water Filtration.

- How much do they weigh?
- [Orla] Stupid amount.

Why they have three teams,
switching off.

- They use sleds?
- They'd have to.

That means they can
only go at night.

- They say how long it'd take?
- Three days.

I have nothing
to complain about.

Yet, somehow you will.
[chuckles]

- [dog panting]
- How was the Council?

It was fine.

Though I had
a couple run-ins
with Harwood.

[sighs] What a dick.

Clearly not happy with me
taking his daughter's job.

And he knows
I'm investigating her.

She must've told him.

[sighs]

You know, even with everything
you have on your plate,

you seem...

I don't know.
You seem lighter
than you have in weeks.

I think it was seeing
the mayor.

Something about her

just made me feel
like it's gonna be okay.

[exhales sharply]

I'm gonna go take a look
around construction.

I saw something at the gap.

Gave me an idea of how
she might be moving stuff.

How?

I'll tell you later
if I'm right.

[dog sniffing]

- Hey.
- [laughs]

[beeps]

[The Algorithm]
How was she then?

[Camille]
She seemed less agitated.

I think she's fully accepted

the memory of
the refuge hut as real.

You're still concerned.

[The Algorithm]
She's had no memories
for three months,

other than those
you've given her.

And now this.

The Order says
the memory suppression drugs
aren't perfect,

- and that some memories
will return--
- We're outside The Order now.

This isn't her recalling
a dislike for mushrooms.

This is her being convinced

there's something
she has to do

that she just can't remember.

That worries me.

Double the dosage.

Your vitamins.

The first meeting
of the Silo Council.

How was that?

Um, I've got nothing
to compare it to, so...

- Well, I hope
you sleep better tonight.
- Thanks.

See you in the morning.

Bye.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Hey, Tony.

- [Tony] Special chowder.
- Okay.

I hear good things.

You say that every night.
[sniffs]

- [chuckles] I'll wait outside.
- Yeah?

If you don't like it,
I'll get you
the chicken noodle.

All right. Thanks.

[sighs]

Ugh.

Oh.

- That bad?
- Um... Wasn't great.

- I'll get the chicken noodle.
- No, I'm good.

- I'm not hungry.
- Why's the bowl upside d--

Uh, that's just to tell them
I didn't like it.

- Loud and clear, ma'am.
- Okay. Bye, Tony.

Bye.

["Come Talk To Me" playing]