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Previously on "Colony"...

Total rendition is coming.

Our glorious Hosts round up every human

they can find and take them to the factory.

We have to go.

Another war's starting, and it's not safe here.

I didn't know where else to take her.

I want to know where Kynes went.

There are two officers in my division

that you should talk to.

Go. I'll keep them busy.

There she is.

Kynes is hit.

All clear. Moving out.

The rumors are true.

The attack has begun.

As expected, the enemy fleet

has breached our incomplete space wall.

The fight will happen in the skies above us.

But we should anticipate

that some of our facilities on Earth

will be bombarded as well.

Will we be safe in here?

I have been assured that the shield above Davos will hold.

And there is a secondary shield above this bunker.

Can we bring our families to the facility?

I would recommend that, yes.

Well, what's gonna happen to the Colonies?

I expect that we will lose a few of them.

We knew that this day was coming,

and we are prepared.

When our Hosts win this war... and they will win...

our sacrifices will be repaid.

It will be...

humanity's greatest day.

I got Tinkerbell, ma'am.

Oh.

Don't look so glum.

We only have to be here for a little while.

What is it?

Good news, I'm sure.

False alarm?

Seal the doors!

Everybody go!

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Stop!

Excuse me,

I'm looking for Sean Dalton.

He's with the patrol.

We're on lockdown.

I have information about a dangerous group of refugees.

What are you doing here?

You disappeared, and I was worried.

- I got called in. - Where's Gracie?

Safe.

You took her somewhere?

She's staying with some friends of mine.

Okay.

I need to see her.

Not now.

That's not your decision. I'm her mother.

I'm sorry.

This is the way it has to be.

We finally found something good in Seattle.

We've been safe here.

Now you and Dad are trying to mess that up.

I don't care.

Do whatever you want.

But when they catch you,

they aren't gonna take Gracie

because she'll be with me.

Bram...

We can't talk about this here.

You need to leave.

Bram.

All I have to do is snap my fingers,

and they'll take you away.

Is that what you want?

Your father and I never wanted for you

to be involved in this.

Then why'd Dad ask me to help him kill Snyder?

You've made your choice.

Just go.

They tell me you've been in here sulking all morning.

I got some good news.

We captured one of the outliers that abducted Kynes.

He's an old friend of yours...

Will Bowman.

You know, I am not a man that scares easily,

but something very, very bad must have happened

if your mouth isn't running.

The attack has begun.

The big one?

Yeah.

What are our orders?

We have no orders.

Apparently...

some sort of commando force hit Davos.

IGA leadership is either dead or captured.

So what's the play?

For emergency use...

a direct line to our Hosts.

I'm supposed to call it to receive my instructions.

Well, what the hell are you waiting for?

What if we've picked the wrong side?

It is a little late for that.

Okay, then...

Let's play the hand that we were dealt.

I should begin with some questions for Mr. Bowman.

Can he still talk,

or have you carved his tongue out of his mouth?

Oh, he can talk.

I'm not sure he wants to.

Oh, Will and I go back.

I'm sure he'll open up like an oyster.

Give me a minute.

Hello, Will.

How come every time we talk these days,

one of us is tied to a chair?

Who would talk to you if they weren't tied to a chair?

Many people, actually.

It seems my star is once again on the rise.

Might take time,

but eventually they'll see you for what you are.

And what are you?

You've lost your center, haven't you?

I saw it in that shitty little room

where you tried to drown me.

And I don't think it's just about what happened to Charlie.

We all have stains on our conscience.

I keep thinking about the people I sent to the factory

back in Los Angeles.

It's my fault they're all dead.

What do you mean they're all dead?

The factory was destroyed

in a sneak attack by our Hosts' enemies...

no survivors.

The human race is in a fight for survival.

And I need your help.

That's why you're patching me up.

I've just heard from our Hosts.

If they don't choose to defend this Colony,

we will be annihilated from space.

Nothing will be left but a smoking crater.

Why wouldn't they defend us?

Because we haven't been meeting our outlier quota.

It's like a military draft.

A certain number of people like you

are supposed to be getting into pods,

but Everett Kynes has been skimming off the top.

So that's what our Hosts told me.

Either 150 outliers show up at the island

by the end of the day...

or they'll turn their backs on us.

When I walked into your kitchen in Los Angeles,

I didn't pick you to work for me

because you were a good detective.

I picked you because you were a good man.

You took advantage of me,

and you're trying to do it again.

You're right to be skeptical.

After all, I am a known liar.

But put yourself in my shoes.

Do you really think I'd be sitting in here with you

if I didn't have to?

I don't have the time or the resources

to round up those outliers by the end of the day.

So I'm counting on you

to go and tell them...

either they sacrifice themselves...

or we all die.

You're letting me out of here?

Maybe I was wrong.

Maybe you are too far gone.

But this is your chance to save

Katie and Gracie and Bram.

Good-bye, Will Bowman.

I hope I never see you or your family again.

How is he?

Alive.

That a technical term?

Doing my best.

I know.

Sorry.

How's it going out there?

Got a lot of soldiers... good ones, I think...

But no real leader.

Did you ever consider nominating yourself?

That's not what I do.

Give me a mission, I'll execute it.

But I'm not one for speeches.

They don't need a speech. They need a direction.

Don't have that either.

Sure you do.

I know it's easier to just be the man with the gun,

keep pulling the trigger, hoping for orders...

But that magical person you're waiting for...

they're not coming.

It's just us.

Those people out there will listen to you.

Will you pledge allegiance

to the Interim Global Authority

and the Colony of Seattle

and swear to give your life

to defend them from all enemies?

And will you further pledge

to give your unconditional obedience

to Proxy Alan Snyder?

I will.

You know how to work that thing?

Kind of.

You know, I was the one who recommended you

for this new unit.

I think you're gonna do great.

Thanks.

I didn't know your mom was an advocate.

You talked to my mom?

I looked her up in the system.

You and Gracie are staying in my home.

Had to make sure we're all on the right side.

The right side of what?

It's gonna get tough in the Colony.

But if we keep our mouths shut, follow orders,

we'll get through.

You understand?

Yeah.

So there it is.

We just got to decide if we believe it.

I don't know.

Feels like a good way to get 150 of our guys off the street.

- Maybe. - What's your read?

I've given up trying to read that man.

But if he isn't lying...

We should try to confirm at least

some of what he's saying.

Maybe we can find a telescope

and take a look at that factory.

Just 'cause

he's telling the truth about the factory

doesn't mean he isn't lying about everything else.

What if we got up on the IGA communications network?

If this attack has already begun,

there must be all kinds of chatter.

I saw a secure radio facility back at that place we hit.

No, we can't go back there.

It also had heavy armory.

If we're gonna keep engaging with those Grayhats,

we need better weapons.

It won't matter what kind of weapons are inside

if we get wiped out.

It's got to be another facility.

I'm sure there is, but the guy who knows the location

is bleeding out in the other room.

How long do we have?

Not long.

We're gonna hit that place again.

It's our best option.

On whose orders?

Mine.

I don't know you.

The Occupation will never expect us to hit

that facility again.

They don't have unlimited manpower,

so my guess is it's guarded by a skeleton crew.

We'll leverage our intel from the previous attack,

go in hard and fast, and take the information

and weapons we need to fight this war.

I'll tell everybody to strap up.

You were right. Looks like it's being guarded

by a skeleton crew.

At least on the outside.

We've had eyes on the entrance of the motor pool

for over an hour... nothing in or out.

Got to think they'll respond fast.

Nearest big facility is here.

Even if they mobilize instantly and haul ass,

it's 15 minutes.

The local units will rally.

Ten of us will go inside.

Everyone else finds cover

and ambushes the first responders when they arrive.

Once my team is clear,

we all melt away...

guerrilla style.

I'm looking for my husband.

He's out... with Broussard.

How did you find us?

I went to the gym, and they said you were here.

Are you okay?

No.

My boyfriend was an oncologist

in Seattle before the Arrival.

I knew the whole city was renditioned,

but when I got here,

I couldn't help looking for him.

I had this stupid fantasy that he'd hidden

in a basement somewhere.

And he's at the factory.

Probably.

And now that's gone, and all those people are dead.

What?

I'm sorry. You must've had friends there, too.

I don't know you.

But I know you must be incredibly strong

to have made it this far.

Well, I used to believe in something. That helped.

And now?

I don't know if the things I believe all fit together.

Nothing fits together anymore.

That's just the way it is.

You can't blame yourself for that.

At some point,

things have to turn around. They have to get better.

I don't know.

What are we doing to make it better?

Everyone, grab your guns. Meet me outside.

Now.

- What's happening? - Some kind of attack.

Move!

This is taking too long.

We've got no grenades.

Cover me.

- That was bullshit. - Let's go.

Get started on the armory.

We need to be out of here in three minutes.

It's down this street.

More guys coming behind.

I'm gonna stay and coordinate.

Fine. The rest of you follow me.

Nate!

You speak Spanish?

Barely enough to order a cerveza.

Lo siento, no hablo español.

- You speak English? - Yes.

This is Seattle. Who are you?

This is Buenos Aires, Region Five.

- Are you under attack? - Sí.

- It started this morning. - Who's attacking you?

The ones they warned us would come...

los demonios.

You asked Bram to help you.

With what?

Killing Snyder.

He wanted to be a part of it.

Who cares? He's a child.

- He's 19. - And our son.

What's wrong with you?

Don't lecture me.

You put our whole family at risk in LA.

You knew that involving Bram was wrong.

That's why you lied about it to my face.

Like you lied to me 100 different times.

I never lied about putting our children in danger.

You put everyone in danger.

You and Broussard got the whole damn block renditioned,

remember?

I can't do this.

We've lost everyone.

We have no family.

We have no old friends.

We need each other.

And it's like you're just gone.

I thought I knew how hard it was gonna be...

when we lost Charlie.

I never expected to go through it alone.

That's not fair.

I did good work in that refugee camp.

I tried to make a difference and be a good mom

and hold it all together.

And you never saw 'cause you weren't looking.

I told you last night you're better off without me.

Don't.

Don't quit on us.

I don't know how to dig myself out of this hole.

Start by being honest...

with me, with yourself.

You don't have to pretend you're okay when you're not.

Do you know who this is?

No.

It's Bram's girlfriend.

He took Gracie,

and he went to go stay with her.

Our son has a whole secret life.

We failed them.

Yeah.

But we can fix it.

How?

We don't worry about the big stuff

until we fix the small stuff.

We put them first.

What do you want to do?

We got to find them.

It's a big Colony.

I can do an image search out at the refugee camp,

get an address.

Let me see what I can find out here.

Figure out if it's...

if we're better off staying in Seattle

or getting outside the Walls.

Hey.

I'm proud of you.

You always fight for what matters.

The kids will see that one day.

Find the kids, bunker down somewhere safe.

When I've got a plan,

I'll find you.

Welcome back.

Where am I?

- With friends. - Mm.

Is it bad?

Yeah.

How bad?

I don't know.

Without an MRI machine,

I can't tell if you're still bleeding internally.

What's your name?

Amy.

Are you a good doctor, Amy?

Very.

But this isn't exactly my specialty.

There's a full medical facility

at my bunker in Bellevue...

food, supplies, water...

whatever else you and your friends need.

I have some questions first.

Not now.

It's all right.

I can't expect them to fight if they don't know why.

Yo.

Eyes front.

I've got news.

And it isn't good.

This city is about to be attacked from space.

Our only chance is to buy protection from the Morks.

You know that big facility out on Blake Island?

150 outliers need to report there by sundown.

- This is confirmed? - As close as we can get.

I know what I'm asking.

If you volunteer,

our intel suggest you'll be fighting

on the front line of an unknown war.

I can't even imagine what you'll be facing.

We don't have anywhere close to 150.

We'll reach out to the other groups.

But we have to lead by example.

I'll go.

I believe in this man.

If he says that's the situation, it's true.

I know the odds of coming back are bad.

But we were trained to fight,

so there's always a chance.

And if we go, we'll be buying time

for everyone else in this city.

You ever want to be a part

of something bigger than yourself?

Well, this is it.

I'll go.

Me too.

And me.

I'm in.

Too grim.

Leave it.

They're ready for you.

All of you worked for Mr. Kynes,

so I presume you have some loyalty to him.

If you want to leave your positions,

I will give you a free pass.

Just walk out the door.

Not the choice I would have made,

but I respect it.

And what do I do with the rest of you?

I have to get this Colony

back on its feet as soon as possible,

and, unfortunately, I cannot ask Switzerland

for new officials.

But how do I know that you won't be plotting

behind my back?

You, what's your name?

Roy Morrow.

The chief technology officer.

- Don't move! - Sit.

Please.

Mr. Morrow erased the Seattle database,

which means that we know nothing

about the people in this Colony,

which is going to be very inconvenient

when the insurrection inevitably arises.

You chose my side

when you didn't walk out of this room.

And we are not going to let

this Colony fall into anarchy.

We will provide law and order,

and we will give our Hosts

every bit of help that we can in the coming war.

That is how we will survive.

Get ready.

We've got work to do.

I'm sorry about your friend.

He did what he needed to do.

Hey...

I'm still sorry.

Me too.

Kynes gave me the location of the other facility.

It's easy to defend, loaded with supplies.

Here.

We're putting a lot of faith in that man.

Well, the Occupation hates him,

so he can't be all bad.

Been talking to those other outlier groups.

They seem organized, professional.

They just need a reason to rally.

Then it doesn't matter if Kynes is the real deal.

Let him give people a reason to believe,

and then once everyone's headed in the same direction,

you can dump them if you have to.

Look at you...

finding your inner Machiavelli.

Well, if you're gonna be a leader,

someone has to whisper dark ideas in your ear.

I'll put a call out to those other groups

to meet us at the bunker.

We'll see who shows up.

- You done with your homework? - Yeah.

What's going on?

Just some political stuff.

Someone new's in charge of the bloc.

No, I-I mean, what's going on with Mom and Dad?

They got involved in some things.

It's not safe for us to be around.

I thought they weren't gonna do that anymore.

Well, they did.

Look, I don't know what's gonna happen.

Maybe we'll see them tomorrow,

or maybe we won't see them for a while.

But they love you.

Attention, all refugees.

Please exit the area in a calm and orderly fashion.

I repeat... please exit the area

in a calm and orderly fashion.

Thank you.

What's going on?

Mr. Kynes ordered us to evacuate the camp.

I told everyone who could walk

to get as far away from here as possible.

I thought Kynes wasn't in charge anymore.

Mr. Kynes is the reason I took the job.

He's the one I trust.

What do you think is gonna happen?

- Nothing good. - But you're still here.

We have a number of refugees

who aren't healthy enough to move,

and someone's got to look after them.

What's that?

I'm trying to find my kids.

And I think this woman might know where they are.

Attention, all refugees.

Please exit the area in a calm and orderly fashion.

I repeat... please exit the area

in a calm and orderly fashion.

Thank you.

That's the address.

Thank you.

I don't have enough staff

for the refugees we have left.

I could use your help.

I have to find my kids.

I will come back if I can.

I wasn't fair to you, was I?

We all do what we have to do.

Press forward! Move it! Take positions!

Stop right there! I said stop!

- Identify yourselves! - We're outliers...

here to turn ourselves over.

Started about 20 minutes ago, sir.

I didn't realize there were drones in Seattle.

Kynes didn't want them.

But they were still here just in case.

Well, why are they leaving?

To join the fight.

Close all the gateways.

Sir, we still have personnel outside the Wall.

- I'll get it done. - Copy.

That was the island.

150 outliers have reached the facility,

- safe and sound. - Thank God.

Maybe our Hosts will actually defend this place.

Yeah, just not with drones.

No, when it comes to any potential insurrection,

we're on our own.

It's just you and me and a few thousand Grayhats

to hold this whole city.

Well, don't forget our converted Boy Scouts.

If we don't play this just right,

we're gonna wind up with our heads on pikes.

Come on, what's the holdup?

What the hell's going on up there?

Excuse me. What's going on?

- Gateway is shut down. - For how long?

Are we leaving, or are we not?

All clear.

Any more weapons, supplies?

The place is stocked like Fort Benning.

We could live in there for a decade

and run a full-scale insurgency when we emerge.

- Get everyone inside. - Yes, sir.

So Kynes wasn't lying.

There's some crazy stuff in there...

laboratories, advanced communications equipment...

What?

Are you Broussard?

I am.

Are you the cavalry?

Yeah...

I guess we are.

Come inside.

Introduce yourselves.

And then we can talk about how to raise holy hell.

Thank you, dear Lord, for new friends under our roof

and keeping us safe on this dangerous day.

Amen.

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