"Previously on Revolution..." "You're not her, are you?" "You're the nano." "We're very curious about all of you." "Jason, I'm begging you, please!" "Where is Jason?" "Is he dead?" "Who did it?" "It was me." "Believe me, it was the last thing that I wanted to do, and I hate myself for it." "So, if you're gonna kill me, you should just do it." " [Gun clicks] - [Gasps]" "The people in town... they trust you." " Marion!" " You and Truman." "We're engaged." "I always thought he and the Patriots were bringing it all back." " Where's Miles?" " He's not back?" "Miles can take care of himself." "We wouldn't be in this mess if it weren't for you." "Where the hell do you get off with this holier-than-thou crap?" "You are a hypocritical bitch, and you are grinding him into the dirt." "Ed, good to see you." "How's the trip been, comfortable?" "Just fine, sir." "Thank you." "Sorry we're running a bit late." "I just had a meeting with Roger Allenford." "Have a seat." " I think I'll stand." " It's not a request." "What do you say we have a conversation about failure, Ed?" "I can't help but notice..." "Sir, if you'll just listen..." "Your commander in chief is speaking!" "I can't help but notice... how one of our biggest, most important operations, one we've been working on for months now, has just gone nipples up in Austin." "General carver should be dead." "Texas and California should be ripping each other to shreds by now, clearing the way for our manifest destiny, but none of that is happening." "And do you want to know why?" "Because Miles Matheson and Sebastian Monroe are both outside of Willoughby, which is supposed to be your town." "So explain to me how every single bit of that... doesn't fall squarely on your shoulders." "Sir, with all due respect, that's a load of crap." "Sit down, Ed." "I sit down, you shoot me in the face." "So the answer is, no, sir." "I will not sit down so you can shoot in me in the face." "I'm tired of sitting." "That's all I've been allowed to do, while you've sent one man after another into Willoughby to do my job." "If you have to kill me for following orders, then so be it, but if all this has failed, sir, it's not because of me." "It's because of you..." "Sir." "[Laughing]" "Oh." "You know..." "Hilary had a pair like yours." "Okay." "Okay?" "If you want a shot, you got one, but you don't have much time." "Just 'cause Texas and California aren't at war doesn't mean we can't still light the fuse." "Miles!" "Miles!" "Miles!" "Hey." "Mom!" "Okay, we got you." "Mom!" "[Train bell ringing]" "Hello, Shaw." "Good to see you." "Welcome back, sir." "The train yard's coming along." "Yes, sir." "How was the trip?" "Honestly, better than expected." " Did you get my message?" " I did." "Where is he?" "This is Ike Corbett." "Ike..." "Tell Director Truman what you told me." "Yes, sir." "I was checking my snares around the chemical plant." "I saw a camp, people... lots of people." "Thank you, Ike." "You're a true Patriot, and I appreciate your service." " That's got to be them." " Mm-hmm." "How quickly can you mobilize your men?" " How soon do you need us?" " Now is good." "Yes, sir." "We'll off-load the canisters." "And you... find Tom Neville." "Tell him his services are no longer required." "Yes, sir." "What are you doing?" "These people look really happy." "They're not happy." "They're just clean." "It was all a lie to sell magazines." " Is something bothering you?" " I can't do this anymore." " When do I get Priscilla back?" " Not yet." "What does that mean..." "a day, a week, a year?" "It means when I'm finished." "Stay in bed, you dummy." "If I have to lay here one more minute," "I'm gonna kill myself and then kill you." "At least he's feeling better." "It's not as bad as it looks." "I'm just glad you got out." "Well, it was... it's because of this, you know?" "You don't remember." "There he is." "I brought you some medicine... that's if it's okay with mom." "[Chuckles]" "Uh, yeah, maybe later." "Since when do you ever refuse a drink in the history of ever?" "Come on." "[Birds screeching]" "Are you doing this?" "No, but you should run." "Why?" "'Cause you're a lot slower than everyone else." "Trust me, run." "[Screeching continues]" "I think we should run." "What got into Fat Boy Slim?" "Everybody run!" "[All screaming]" "[Gasping]" "It's mustard gas!" "You got to get to higher ground!" "Get to higher ground!" "[Gunshots]" "[Gunshots]" "Move!" "Go!" "Get to the truck!" "Come on." "Get in!" "Get in!" " Aaron!" " Priscilla!" "She's still out there!" "We got to get her!" "No, I'm sorry!" "Go!" "[Distant gunshots]" "[Wheezing]" "Screw this." "I got to get out there, get to my guys." "You do that, we're all dead." "Now, be quiet." "[Gas masks hissing]" "[Gunshots]" "[Floorboard creaking]" " Hey." " Hey." " You're home early." " Yep." "Trip got cut short." "I was just unpacking." "I'll be home for dinner tonight." "Oh, I..." "I got to see my dad." "After that, then." "Love you." "[Door closes]" "[Panting]" "Priscilla?" "Shh, shh, shh, shh." "Come on." "Here." "How did you get out of there?" "I found an old fridge, hid inside." "Aaron said that you warned him about the mustard gas." "How did you know?" "I smelled it." " Didn't you?" " No." "That cut you got... it's not gonna open up, is it?" "Probably not." "We only got ten rounds left." "What are you thinking?" "If that's the way they want to play it..." "Mustard gas, then we hit them back, and we hit them hard, twice as hard." "We're gonna beat 'em at their own game." " You want to steal some?" " One can of gas... you stick that in the right place, we take out 50 Patriots, maybe more." "And what's the right place?" "Wherever it hurts the most, even if that's in the middle of Willoughby." "And I'm not gonna hear it from that bitch, from that old man, and certainly not from you." " I am done talking now, Miles." " All right, listen..." " Shut up for a second." " No!" "Look, we sit around here, cupping our lady parts, arguing about right and wrong." "Meanwhile, we are losing, Miles." "We lost 20 men today." "The only thing that matters, Miles, is beating these guys." "If we have to take out some nowhere town in the process, then so be it, 'cause it's war, and the guy I knew used to understand that." "All right." "Okay." "I get it." "I'm in." "We're gonna get you some payback." "All right, come on, let's hear it." "Get it out of your system." "I'm sorry." "What exactly do you want me to say?" "You know, how I'm a son of a bitch for stealing this gas..." "How it's gonna kill a bunch of innocent people." "Not this time." "You don't care." "Why should I?" "I don't have a lot of options here, Rachel." "Please." "This is about you and Bass and whatever the hell that is." "I have never been able to compete, and I'm done trying." "You and me... we're done." "Bass wins." "And what makes you think this plan is gonna work?" "Because if they hit us that hard the first time, they're gonna want to finish the job, okay?" "Just keep walking, genius." "Listen, man, I am sorry about Rachel." "She's a, uh... sweet girl." "So..." "How you gonna do it?" "Do what?" "You got this big plan to recapture the Monroe Republic." "I want to know how." "Well, we've still got troops all over the northeast." "We show up." "It's gonna be like the second coming." "Take care of the Patriots, then Georgia is wide open." "What?" "So this isn't just about the Monroe Republic." "This is about the eastern seaboard." "It's all ours for the taking, Miles." "It's better us than the Patriots." "At least we can restore some sanity." "Sanity, right." "And quit saying "we," like I'm a part of this." "Okay." "Come on, Bass, how is this not gonna turn into the same nightmare it was before?" "It's gonna be different this time, Miles." "I learn from my mistakes." "I can't do it alone." "I know." "The kid's gonna help." "Maybe..." "I'm not..." "I'm not pushing you, but maybe one day... one day you'll want to help me too." "I really hope you do." " Hey, Rachel." " Yeah?" "I'm gonna go look for some food." "I'll be back." "Wait." "I'll go with you." "Aaron?" "[Horse grumbles]" "Tom Neville." "You're Truman's man..." "Shaw, right?" "Been out looking for Monroe?" "I have." "Any luck?" " It's a process, all right?" " Yeah." "I take it Truman wants a progress report." "[Scoffs] You know the boss." "Hard for him to sit with that stick up his ass." "[Laughs]" "Come on in." "I've been all over the woods." "Tomorrow I'm gonna search the north side." "I'll find him." " You want a drink?" " Uh..." "I'm afraid I don't have the time." "Come on... just one drink." "Stay a while." "[Gun cocks]" "[Screaming]" "Sorry about that." "I put it in myself." "I'm kind of a stickler for personal security." "[Groaning in pain]" "Make yourself comfortable." "We got a lot to talk about." "You need some help?" "[Screaming]" "If you don't let me out, you're dead." "Is that the view from down there?" "So you're coming to kill me." "That means someone somewhere in D.C." "is coming to kill my wife, right?" "I don't know anything about that." "[Screaming]" "The only reason you people were keeping her alive was leverage." "I'm telling you, I don't know!" "She's dead..." "Or about to be, right?" "Jason was right... right as rain about you people." "I was a fool, and now I've lost them both... lost everything I ever... cared about." "I didn't listen to my son." "He tried to tell me, and that will haunt me for the rest of my days." "Please." "Please." "You people murdered my wife, my son." "That Matheson bitch may have pulled the trigger, but you Patriots... you loaded the gun." "Please." "Please." "You're all guilty, and you're gonna burn." "Please." "[Screams]" "[Gunshots]" " Bob was a good man..." " [Gasps]" "And he was lucky to have you as a daughter." "Look at you." "You're still out here every Sunday like clockwork." "What the hell do you want?" "Just to talk." "Come with me." "I am not going anywhere with you." "[Gun cocks]" "I'm sorry, but you don't have a choice." "So what is this?" "I'm just bait now?" "My dad knows what he's doing." "Really?" "20 of my brothers choked their lungs out today." "Your old man is leading us into nothing but our graves." "Funny, 'cause I seem to remember you running away while all those brothers of yours died." "Don't go blaming him." "You're Monroe's little bitch, and you're gonna talk to me like that?" "You don't know me, where I come from, or what I've done." "You don't know anything." "So show some respect." "You two go around the back." "You three come with me." "[Gas masks hissing]" "[Dull thud, man grunts]" "[Gas masks hissing]" "Hey." "All right..." "Strap on, ladies." "We're gonna have some fun with these." "Holy..." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "I didn't..." "I didn't see you there." "Sir?" "[Gasps, panting]" "[Snaps fingers]" "♪ I can't see me ♪" "♪ lovin' nobody but you ♪" "♪ for all my life ♪" "Don't they look happy?" "It's just like the magazine, remember?" "What did you do?" "Why would people invent something like mustard gas, Aaron?" "Is killing not enough?" "I'm leaving." "But we have so much to talk about." "I have good news." "There's no way any of your news is good." "I've observed, experimented." "I have seen Miles furious." "I've seen you frightened." "And I finally reached a conclusion." "People are the problem." "They're miserable." "That's your big conclusion?" "I could've told you that." "I know." "I know you agree with me." "People are violent, irrational." "You're afraid of them... for good reason." "They won't stop until they burn the world down." "It's just in their nature." "But... what if we could change their nature?" "How?" "I've altered their limbic systems." "If I could make them happy... content, then... everything would be all right, wouldn't it?" "Okay." "Well... good luck with that..." "Really." "Where are you going?" "I told you... we have... so much to talk about." "[Items clattering]" "Come on, guys, whiskey outside." "Miles?" "What's this?" "Miles?" " What are you doing?" " It's a little home-ec tip." "You mix lye and water, and it neutralizes mustard gas." "We're gonna use the gas, right?" "Yeah." "Just not in the way you thought." "Gene?" "So, what, Miles, this, uh... this little breakup with Rachel, that was..." "God, that was an act." "Marion, this is military-grade mustard gas." "The Patriots are using this stuff on us." "God knows who else." "Yellow cross..." "I saw an order that said they were shipping in 100 tons of something called "yellow cross."" "What would they need that much for?" "To kill us, you dumb bitch!" "God, we... now we got nothing to fight 'em with, Miles!" "For what, huh?" "Look..." "I don't know how much more proof you need." "They're not the squeaky clean U.S." "That you think they are." "If they were, they wouldn't be using weapons like this." "Well, what do you want me to do?" "Nobody has better eyes on Truman than you." "We need you." "Tell us what he's up to." "You lie to me... con me... like I'm..." "I'm some... some chump 'cause you want to get Truman's little bitch on your team?" "Well, we got a spy in Truman's house now." "And if she convinces other people in town, we got an underground." "Who cares?" "We could've used the gas." "We could've taken out a truckload of Patriots." "And anybody else who gets caught in the middle." "You said you wanted to win!" "I do." "And I will." "But we're not gonna use gas." "We're not gonna kill innocent people." "We're the good guys." "It's time we started acting like it." "Who are you?" "[Scoffs]" "God, Rachel is so far up your ass." "Oh, no, no, no." "This doesn't have anything to do with Rachel." "This is about you and me." "I tried it your way, all the way to Philly." " Look how well that worked out." " I told you..." "It's different now." "No, it's not." "You're gonna keep making the same brutal mistakes and keep pushing away or killing people who care about you." "And you're gonna..." "you're gonna end up alone." "You know why?" "Because you haven't changed." "You're wrong." "You're wrong." "Stay." "Go." "I don't care." "This time, we're gonna do it my way." "Hey." "So Monroe and Connor are gone." "Yeah, well, they'll either be back, or they won't." "Okay, um..." "Don't get me wrong, because, uh..." "It's not that I'm not happy about all this, because I am." "What's going on with you?" "I was trying to tell you before." "Uh..." " This... see that?" " Yeah." "I don't understand." "It's a guitar pick." "That's not just any guitar pick." "That's... that is a 1960s vintage Fender celluloid... pretty rare, even before the blackout." "But I had one just like it... the night that, uh... you and I first met... a barbecue in Evanston, remember?" "[Chuckles]" "So I'm laying there in that basement, and I'm bleeding to death." "And I see that right in front of me..." "And I..." "I got it." "What?" "You're a miserable person." "Excuse me?" "We both are." "You ended the world." "I put a nail in its coffin." " Hell of a pair." " Okay." "But with... but with all the things we've done, you... you should be cynical... hopeless." "But you're really trying... trying to be better, trying to build something better for Charlie." "And how could I check out without at least trying to do the same?" "I need you to know that I didn't crawl out of that hole on my own." "You and Charlie pulled me out." "[Softly] Oh..." "Thank you." "What are we doing here?" "We don't need Miles." "We're gonna get what's rightfully yours without him." "Tom..." "Take it easy." "It's hard... seeing your son in danger." "You know... you really have to appreciate the irony of it." "This whole time, you were my ticket to everything." "And now that I finally got you... my ticket's expired." "You want to kill me, Tom..." "You kill me." "But you're gonna let my son go." "I don't want to kill you." "You and me... we've got work to do."