"I was in school when the ships came." "They were really big, and they said that we weren't gonna attack them with the nuclear bombs because they might have wanted to be friends." "But they didn't want to be friends." "Not at all." "And then there was a bright light that makes, like, all electronics stop working." "Computers." "Radios." "Satellites." "Cars." "TVs." "Everything." "They blew up army bases, ships, the Navy, submarines, and all the soldiers are gone." "Now moms and dads have to fight." "After that, they blew up all the capitals." "New York, Washington, D.C., Paris." "To all the major cities." "Then they came." "There were millions of them." "Trillions." "Everywhere." "We call them Skitters and Mechs." "They killed grown-ups, and they catch kids." "They put on harness things." "They put it on kids and control them." "They say it hurts a lot." "My parents went out to get some help one day." "And I know they're gone." "They're dead." "Listen, it's okay to cry." "Drawing and talking about it can make you feel better." "Matt, what have you drawn here?" "My mom." "She was going to get food once and never came back." "And then we found her." "She was dead." "And then dad said we had to leave our house." "And Ben was over at Nick's house, and we think they might have got him." "But we're not for sure." "And this drawing?" "That's with me and dad and Hal." "It's all right." "You and your dad and Hal are okay." "Well, they were okay this morning." "But I don't know about now." "They're fighting." "Go." "Go!" "Take the gas!" "Bryan, Mechs!" "Stay down!" "Aah!" "Get the food." "Aah!" "Leave it." "Here they come!" "Cover them!" "Short bursts!" "Short bursts!" "Ugh!" "Aah!" "Get up!" "Hal, in here." "Ugh." "Skitters." "Aah!" "That's Jerrod's cousin." "No." "No, don't." "No." "No, no, no, no, no." "Shh, shh, shh." "That's Jerrod's cousin." "Come on." "Come on." "Get up!" "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Mechs -- front." "The Colton Street barricade's down." "Skitters, too." "They're up to the common." "Both barricades there are gone." "We're falling back." "Back Bay is lost." "They take Back Bay, they take the city." "No kidding." "Porter's calling us in." "Let's go." "South Boston!" "South Boston!" "South Boston!" "Quiet." "They got South Boston!" "Skitters and Mechs." "Rear guard, come on!" "Falling Skies s01e01 Live and Learn sync, corrected elderman" "We holding?" "Who'd we lose?" "Captain Jameson, Jerrod's cousin, and a bunch of guys I didn't know." "Jameson's dead?" "Who's gonna command the 2nd?" "Excuse me." "You're back from work early." "Tough day at the office." "We lost the Widget account." "Oh, rats." "Bad?" "Yeah." "They're up to Back Bay." "Any food?" "Price of tuna's gone up." "Wait." "Matt drew these." "He's doing much better -- drew his whole family." "That does not look like me." "Tom, Tom." "Porter wants to see you." "Back Bay was lost." "They let go in South Boston -- one of the big ones." "I told Reed small arms only." "He had those AT4s." "I guess he used them and pissed them off." "Come on in, Tom." "Gents, the city's lost, so we're on the move." "We're gonna split up, go to ground, where we can hide and scavenge." "We can't leave the city." "They've got prisoners." "What about the harnessed kids?" "Tom, you're not the only guy with a kid that's M.I.A." "We're all in this together, and you've got two other sons to worry about." "Okay, well, I have to agree with him there." "We can't leave the city." "We've got no choice." "We picked this area clean of weapons and food." "And those skitter aerial sensors are beginning to pick up units of 500, 600 humans." "Well, I'll tell you what we need to do." "We need to stay here, and we need to fight." "Listen to me, Weaver." "We are splitting up into units of 300-- 100 fighters, 200 civilians each." "I've already sent out nine of these units." "You're the last three." "Anderson, I want you to take the 10th Massachusetts north along the shore till you get to Marblehead." "Sam, you got Jeffries as your second-in-command." "We'll move northwest along route 3 till you get to Revere." "Weaver." "I'm giving you the 2nd Massachusetts to replace Jameson." "I'm also giving you Tom as your second-in-command." "You move west, go to ground somewhere around Acton." "What do we do when they start picking up groups of 300?" "Then we break up into smaller units and we continue, Weaver." "Till it's armies of one and the start picking us off individually?" "Is that how we do it?" "Listen, if you've got a better idea," "I'd damn sure like to hear it." "Oh, I have a better idea." "We got a chance right now." "That's what I'm trying to tell you." "Now, I don't know how many Skitters and Mechs the bastards left, but it's a hell of a lot less than it was and a hell of a lot less than it'll be when the mother ships come back, and they will." "We cannot fight these things unless we know how." " I know how." " No, you don't." "Nobody knows how, and that's the problem." "That's the reason we're gonna split up, we're gonna run, we're gonna hide, and we're gonna survive." "Now, all the food stores have been marked on your maps." "As of last week's recon, they were all intact and secure." "I'm gonna have the med and science people with me." "They're still working on the harness situation." "Lost two more kids this morning trying to get the damn things off." "Now, that's it." "Any questions?" "No, sir." "Get back to your people." "We move out in the morning." "I'll let you know the exact time." "Jim, I think you're making a mistake to give Weaver noncombatants " " I do." "Listen, it had to be Weaver." "He's got eight years active army, he's got six years reserve, and I saw him operate in Desert Storm." "You, on the other hand, Professor Mason, have read a lot of books." "Hey, I'm not asking." "Now, I grant you that a great deal of those books were military history, but I had to go with Weaver." "Understood." "There's a reason why you are his second-in-command." "You do whatever you've got to do to defend those civilians." "I understand." "Good." "And good luck." "Yeah." "It's not over, Tom." "Okay, so, these guys from the 5th Mass, okay, down in Dorchester -- uh, out of ammo, except for, what, these two bullets in a clip in an old.45 automatic?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Right?" "What then?" "Yeah, come on." "What happened?" "Okay, so, the guy, you know, he stands there like bait, right?" "Skitter moved in." "Right." "Other guy from behind the dumpster -- boom!" "Boom!" "Head shot, point-blank range." "You're dead." "Dead." "That's one way to do it." "I'd do it like that." "Man, you would wet yourself." "Fine, long as I get that head shot in." "All right, man." "All right, man." "What are you looking at?" "That thing hasn't moved since yesterday." "I was just wondering how to get at it." "You know, find my way inside, head upstairs, find the lizard in charge, and just kick some alien ass." "Personally, I like the idea of seven or eight truckloads of C-4" " driven in simultaneously from different directions." " Mm-hmm." "Maybe a couple coming in on boats across the harbor." " Boom." " Yeah." "How do the drivers get out of there?" "No, no, no, no." "You got it all wrong." "Outside of that thing's gonna be like a fortress." "You need to get inside -- a trojan horse." "Or, like the World War I sappers, tunnel underneath it, plant the biggest pile of TnT you've ever seen right under the center of it." "Or like the Romans at Pontus, when they were -- whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." "There you go, Professor." "Professor kick-ass!" "Yeah, well, tomorrow, we kick ass..." "Or maybe the day after tomorrow." "All right, for now, let's get that.50 squared away, get some sleep." "We move out in the morning." "Think that'd work -- heading underground?" "Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah." "Well, it has throughout history." "Alexander leading the Macedonians." "What?" "I don't know." "You think, dad, maybe you could, uh, ease up on the history lessons -- with the guys around, at least." "Got it." "All right." "Sure, the 250's faster, but it's just lousy off-road." "Yeah." "Little 175's better for scouting, but it's so damn loud." "Well, Scott thinks he can rig up some sort of muffler for it, and maybe the -- thought you might be hungry." "Yeah, I was worried about you." "Oh, really wasn't that bad." "Glad you're okay." "Yeah." ""I'm glad you're okay."" "How long?" "Just finishing up." "We got most of the stretcher cases off already." "You're good." "For a pediatrician." "For any doctor." "Practice makes perfect." "There is a silver lining in all of this." "Oh, yeah?" "If this hadn't happened," "I'd be dealing with flu shots and neurotic mothers." "I'd be grading midterms..." "Or at least staring at a stack of blue books, trying to figure out how to avoid them." "Hey, things could be worse." "So, what are we doing?" "Running?" "Regrouping?" "I just hope Porter knows what he's doing." "Retreat, regroup, return..." "Revenge." "Forget about those Shopsmarts." "They're too close in -- traps for sure." "Our best bet is that Sundash in Belmont." "Yeah, I agree." "You don't have to agree." "You just need to listen." "Those are my orders." "Yes, sir." "Okay, try it again." "You gonna get it going?" "Almost there." "I just need to fix the " "You got 10 minutes." "I hated carburetors before electronic fuel injection, and I hate carburetors now." "Uncle Scott?" "We've got 200 pounds of medical supplies." "Into the car or into backpacks?" "In the car." "I'll get it going." "Backpacks." "Backpacks." "All right, come on, try it again." "Why are we leaving?" "Going someplace better." "But tonight's the 8th." "It's my party." "Oh, sure thing, your highness." "Hey, you had a birthday party, too, and it was after they came." "We'll try to do a little something when we get settled." "We're doing the best that we can." "Hey." "Give him a break, all right?" "Okay, load them up." "What?" "I know that house." "My husband has a piece hanging there." "Painting?" "A landscape." "One of my patients -- rich tech guy -- lived there." "To seal the sale, my husband and I had dinner with them." "I remember going out that evening, and, uh, my son was crying." "He was 3." "You know where we are?" "This is Bartlett Hill." "About 400 years ago, this was all Pennacook settlement." "Smallpox wiped them out." "Ever the history Professor." "Yeah, fat lot of good tenure got me." "Oh, I wonder what will be here in another 400 years." "Hopefully humans." "I wish more food." "Dad." "Every food store and cache between here and Acton's picked clean." "Too many of us." "If it was just the fighters, we could stretch our provisions." "Well, it's not, and we need food." "So it's one of the Shopsmarts, then -- either the store in West Newton or the distribution center in Watertown." "We can't go back, not with this group -- too many, too slow." "Maybe half the vehicles, half the fighters go back, get the food, and then they catch up?" "Yeah." "That sounds great." "Who's gonna lead them -- you?" "Yes." "You want to go back?" "Yes." "All right." "But I can only give you the pickup and six fighters." "Weapons?" "What you got and as many mags as you can carry." "One of the RPGs?" "No." "Some C-4?" "No." "All right, we'll make do!" "All right!" "The rest of us will follow the commuter rail west!" "We'll meet at the Littleton Bridge!" "Pick your squad!" "Good luck!" "Are you sure about this?" "Take care of Matt." " I will." " You need a scout?" "I want you to stay with the group." "You to stay with Matt." "Weaver's more likely to get me killed than you are." "You need two scouts!" "Yes, I do." "Why don't you find Dai and Click and Anthony and one other, see if they'll volunteer?" "You go with her." "Thomas." "Dai, you in?" "Yep." "Weaver's keeping all the heavy stuff." "Is that right?" "C-4?" "Where -- where did you get this?" "Thanks." "So, you think there will be a lot of them?" "Come on, Jimmy." "Anthony, I need -- 7.62." "I need a mag." "You got?" "I got." "Here." "This could be fun." "You'll be there, right?" "Will you give this party thing a rest?" "Yeah, I'm gonna try to be there." "I already know what I'm gonna wish for." "Oh, yeah?" "What?" "Well, I can't tell you." "Sure you can." "I'm your father." "It's rule 619." "You can tell me anything." "Hand me that sleeping bag, would you?" "Are you sure?" "Of course." "How else you think you're gonna get what you ask for?" "Well, I wish everything was just back the way it was -- our house, my bike, school, my ripstik, and Ben...and mom." "I thought you didn't like school." "Well, I like it now." "Dad, I just want everything back the way it was." "Come here." "So do I." "So do I." "It's gonna get better." "So slow." "Faster than you, up here." "Dream on." "Catch you later." "Okay." "See you later." "Thanks." "Hang in there, old man." "We think there's food here and here." "There's a store in West Newton and a food distribution warehouse in Watertown." "They're both Shopsmarts." "If there's food in them, they're probably traps." "The main invader force is either gonna come up River Road or Blanchard Road." "We need to know which one." "I don't want a bunch of Skitters and Mechs coming up behind us." "So, Hal and Karen, you guys got to check that out." "You got to let us know which way they're coming..." "Mm-hmm." "...So we know where to go." "And we'll be waiting at the train station." "Got it." "Hey, Hal." "Do you, uh..." "Need any more hollow nose?" "Hollow point?" "Yeah, that's what I meant." "Uh, yeah, I could use an extra clip." "Mag?" "Yeah, that's what I meant." "What?" "Just remembering." "What was it -- seven, eight months ago, you wouldn't let me ride my bike over to Julien's at night 'cause I didn't have a bike light." "Now you're offering me extra ammo." "Things change." "Yeah." "Uh...some things don't." "Be safe." "Yeah, you too." "Somebody tried to take it off of him." "Killed him." "He's about the same age as Ben My son." "Ben?" "Ben?" "Which way are they coming?" "Ben's alive." "I saw him." "I saw him." "What?" "He's harnessed, but he's alive." "Are you sure it was him?" "Dad, he's alive." "Come on, we got to go get him." "All right, we'll screw this food thing." "We got to go get him right now." "Whoa." "Wait, wait, wait, wait." "Dad, it's Ben." "We got to go get him." "I'm in." "Me too." "How many Skitters?" "How many Mechs?" "There's like half a dozen in front with Ben and the other harnessed kids." "And more coming up after them." "You said hundreds in airships." "Who cares?" "All right?" "It's Ben." "I'm there." "Let's go." "No, it's too many." "That's way too many." "No, no." "We got -- we got to stick to the mission." "We got to take the food to the group, and then I'll get Ben." "No." "I'm going to get him right now with or without you." "No." "Hal!" "Hey, no." "Get off." "Let go of me!" "You think I don't want to go get him right now?" "He's my son!" "And you're my son!" "And Matt is back there alone!" "Aah!" "Do you think I want him to hear he's lost his other brother and his father?" "We do this the right way, or we all die!" "We get the food, we bring it to the group, and then we'll get Ben -- together, you and me." "All right." "We'll do it your way." "Which way are they coming?" "Blanchard." "That's the Watertown Shopsmart." "I know it." "Click, grab that box." "That's the building." "There's a road here." "There's a road here." "We're gonna do our recon from here." "We'll wait till it gets dark." "Then I go in first with Dai...and Hal." "If it's clear, then you guys come in, we get the food, we get the hell out of there." "If it's not clear?" "If it's not clear, if it goes bad, then I want you guys to take off at the sound of the first shot." "Don't wait for us." "You go, and you go fast." "Take the bikes, you take the truck, and you go to Upland Park." "And go to the Littleton Bridge." "But w-what if it's a trap?" "Well, we'll see." "Dover was." "That was a Skitter and two Mechs." "The grocery store in J.P." "Had three Mechs and two Skitters." "We're never gonna beat them, are we?" "They die, just like us." "Just got to get close." "Listen, I know that you're scared and I know it doesn't seem like it, but we can beat them." "We don't have to kill them all." "We just got to kill enough of them." "If we can make it too costly, too painful for them to stay, then they'll leave." "They're wolves." "We got to be porcupines." "If we can hurt them, they'll leave." "It hasn't worked so far." "Well, it will, 'cause it has before." "History is full of inferior forces creating so much trouble that the invading army leaves -- the Athenians at Marathon, the, uh, Scots against the British at Stirling Bridge, and our revolution fought right here..." "...Red Sox/Yankees, '04." "We can beat them." "All right, Anthony, you and Jimmy guard this entrance, load the food as it comes in." "You guys come with me." "Karen, grab that cart." "Okay." "Come on." "We can do this." "We'll be all right." "Go." "Got it?" "Here." "Ugh!" "Hal, get out of there!" "I wonder what it's thinking." "Nothing now." "Let's go." "They're back!" "Thank you." "Well, what took you so long?" "How much did you get?" "A truckload, enough for a few days." "Hmm." "Hal, why don't you stay?" "You guys wait outside." "My son Ben is alive." " What?" " Hal saw him." "Did he?" "We're not going back." "Our next objective is the Acton Armory." "I know." "And after we take the Acton Armory," "I'm gonna be weaponing up and going back to get him." "So am I." "Are you?" "Well, I'm your commanding officer." "And we're not going back." "You're not going back." "What would you do if you had the chance to get your kids back?" "He's my son." "You'll never kill enough of them to get him back." "They die, just like us." "You just have to get...close." "So, you got to make a wish and blow it out quick, 'cause it burns out fast." "You know what the wish is." "You sure that's okay?" "Yeah." "Yay." "Happy Birthday." "It's all yours." "Matt, I'm sorry." "I don't have anything." "Dad, what's the matter with you?" "What?" "You forgot the thing -- the thing we got for him." "You're going senile." "It's from dad." "I know what this is." "A ripstik." "Ride, fool." "We only got 10 minutes." "All right." "It's time to go!" "All right!" "We're moving out." "I want to make the great meadow by dark." "We're gonna set up camp there." "There's good cover there." "Karen, you're forward." "Hal, you flank." "Let's go." "Falling Skies s01e02 The Armory sync, corrected elderman" "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?" "Right here." "Think you can get it that far, old man?" "$5 million says you can't hit the front steps." "You make that a stick of gum, we got a bet." "All right, buddy, you ready?" "Ready for this?" "Nemo, come back!" "Go, go, go!" "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?" "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." "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." "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." "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." "No!" "This way!" "Just kick it!" "Kick it!" "Yeah!" "Come on!" "Come on, guys!" "Here you go." "Biology." "Biology." "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." "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?" "Yep." "You bet." "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 similar to 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." "Okay." "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." "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!" "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." " Me too!" " Count me in!" "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." "Lights out!" "What the hell?" "Is it Skitters?" "Not gonna die." "Not gonna die, hear?" "Oh!" "Oh, Johnny, man, I've been hit, buddy." "I've been hit, bro." "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." "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." "Why don't you shine a light on yourself, let me see who I'm talking to?" "Why don't I shine a light on these two instead?" "Put down your guns now, or these two get skewered." "Whitey, Cueball, get Billy." "Let's go." "Come on." "Okay, go, go, go!" "Aah!" "Just take it easy." "We're taking the access tunnels to home base." "Aah!" "Just watch my leg!" "Easy!" "Ugh!" "Get it off!" "Come on, man, get it off." "Come on." "Are you gonna dose me up?" "Come on, buddy." "Here it comes, Billy." "Come on, come on, come on, come on." "Come on, come on, come on, come on." "Here it comes." "Here it comes." "You ready?" "Yeah, yeah." "You got that?" "Attaboy." "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?" "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." "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." "That's true." "We're not gonna let you drive." "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." "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?" "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." "You know what?" "We're not gonna kill anybody." "Not yet." "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." "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." "Get up." "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!" "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." "Hey, you think I could have a beer?" "Why the hell not?" "Don't go anywhere." "You've got one hour." "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?" "Don't do anything stupid." "Come on, I just want a beer." "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?" "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." "You kidding?" "Mnh-mnh." "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." "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 till 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." "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." "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." "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." "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." "Hey, you know me, huh?" "Yeah, that's why I'm leaving Maggie and Cueball -- so you don't do it just for laughs." "Well, that's no fun!" " Move, move!" "Everyone move this way!" " Let me 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." "Defensive positions!" "Far tree line now!" "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!" "Yes, sir." "I will get you." "Get up." "He's talking to you." "I said get up!" "That's it." "Now turn around." "I want to see what we got." "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!" "Ándale!" "Just leave it!" "Let's go!" "All right, what's that?" "Who's firing those guns?" "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." "Well, I guess you got me after all." "Get out." "One wrong move, I take your head off." "I believe you would." "Come on!" "Captain." "You get Click's body?" "We did." "We'll bury him tomorrow." "This was no good today." "We almost lost you, your squad, 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 A.K.s 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." "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." "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." "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?" "sync, corrected elderman"