"Man:" "Previously on Revolution..." "Man 2:" "Listen to me very carefully." "It's gonna turn off an it will never turn back on." "What's gonna turn off?" "Excuse me." "You're Uncle Miles?" "Monroe thinks your a knew something." "What?" "Why the lights went out." "Maybe how to turn them back on." "That woul mean tanks an planes." "He' steamroll the entire continent." "Man:" "This is what cause the blackout?" "Rachel:" "Nanotechnology." "Each one is the size of a virus." "They're everywhere." "They just starte reproucing out of control." "We ene the worl, Aaron." "You know where this place is, this tower?" "Rachel:" "If I can get there I can turn the power back on." "Look out for Charlie." "You nee to take better care of her than you ever took of me." "We have to turn the lights on." "She turns the power on, maybe she saves the worl." "Or maybe she sets it on fire." "Aaron, o it." "It worke." "Man:" "It's time to go home, Mr. Presient." "Ranall, what are you oing?" "No!" "Launching ICBM's at Atlanta an Philaelphia." "I'm a patriot." "No!" "Miles: 20, 19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14." "What o you mean, you want to turn the power back off?" "We have to, we have to knock out missile guiance, hurry." "11, 10, 9, Aaron!" "I'm trying!" " Aaron, now." " Eight, seven, six!" "So out of nowhere, the power flips on." "That Wurlitzer over there roars to life, plays "Ramble On" for, like, four whole minutes, an then just goes ark." "An people crie." "They sai it..." "They sai it was like hearing the voice of Go." "You want to know where I was?" "Passe out." "I misse the whole amn thing." "Story of my life." "What about you?" "Where were you uring the Surge?" "Jeff, right?" "Yeah." "No offense, Jeff, but trust me." "The last thing I want to talk about is the power." "Well, I'm sorry." "What o you want to talk about?" "What happene to your han?" "Okay." "What's gotten into Stu?" "It's never easy to say." "Man:" "Thanks, oc." "It's been months, but it still stings like a mother." "He's the octor." "I'm just helping out." "Oh, I' be lost without her." "Sorry." "What's this?" "Nylon." "My jacket melte onto my skin." "That's some burn." "I was 30 miles from Atlanta when the bomb roppe." "Really?" "Sergeant Neil Gibson, Georgia Feeration." "Retire." "What's it like back east?" "Rachel, leave the poor man alone." "a." "I' like to know." "Atlanta an Philly are gone." "They're just ea zones 'cause of the fallout." "Who knows how many casualties." "Lot of the troops, Georgian an Monroe, they're just kin of wanering." "They're not fighting." "At least, well, except to stay alive." "You shoul be gia you're out here." "I know I am." "Have you seen this woman?" "a, come on." "We can pick this up in the morning." "Miles:" "It's a umb accient." "I was slicing an apple." "Well, try not to get yourself kille." "Goo night." "Got any anesthetic?" "Fresh out." "You know, you shoul've seen Rachel when she was a ki." "All black nail polish an attitue an a finely tune compass for the wrong guy." "I mean, it was uncanny." "Pot ealers, rummers." "My favorite one carrie throwing stars like a ninja." "Then she met Ben." "He's a kin man." "Smart, for a change." "An I thought, thank Go, she's finally turne a corner." "Until I went to her weing." "An when no one else was looking," "I saw the way she glance at you." "Gene, there's nothing going on between me an Rachel." "Right." "An it never i, huh, Miles?" "Not when she was marrie to your brother." "Your brother." "Look." "I owe you for bringing my girl home to me." "I'm pisse that you let Charlie go, but I owe you for Rachel." "But the thing is, she's getting better now better every ay." "An the last thing Rachel nees is the wrong guy." "Jeff:" "So where are you heae?" "Nowhere in particular, just sort of seeing the sights." "Yeah, but you got anyboy?" "I mean, you got any family to get back to?" "Nah, I on't have any family." "Can't go back to your unit." "They're probably scattere like all the others." "I in't notice till morning." "Hey, it's okay." "Look." "Brothers in arms." "I was conscripte for a few years myself." "Hey, you know," "I saw him a few weeks ago." "Who?" "Monroe." "Yeah." "He looke like col hell warme over too." "Which way i he go?" "Ranall: "A house ivie against itself cannot stan."" "Ranall, just stop." "Ranall:" "Now there's no turning back." "I'm a patriot, Rachel." "No!" "Gene:" "It was that Georgian solier, wasn't it?" "I'm fine." "Yeah, you look it." "How about we put the big book of crazy away?" "What was Ranall oing?" "It's like, it's like there's a picture, a, an I'm just scratching at the eges of it." "Stop." "Sweetheart these last few months haven't been easy for you," "an they scare the piss out of me." "You barely got your hea straight again." "So please, on't go looking for a relapse." "That guy, Ranall, was just some Tim McVeigh whack job." "Unless there's more to it than that." "Unless he was following orers." "Orers." "From who?" "It's okay." "I'm just surprise." "That's all." "Well, I mean, you're better now, right?" "You're not nuts anymore." "Nice, Miles." "I'm fine." "An I appreciate you looking after me." "It's just, why leave now, all of a suen?" "This town's just not my spee, you know what I mean?" "I'll see you aroun, all right?" "Yeah." "Sure." "Bye, Miles." "Hey." "You coul stay just a little longer." "An ba things happen when we're together." "They sai they know you." "I on't believe it." "Gene." "It's been a long time." "Granpa." "My Go." "Charlie?" "Look at you." "Spitting image of your granma." "Miles:" "Hey, Gene?" "What are you oing here?" "You must have come 1,000 miles." "I was just hoping to hell you still live here, that you were still alive." "I..." "I in't know where else to go." "Rachel?" "It's my fault, a." "The bombs." "I broke everything." "Man:" "I'm here to tell you the goo ol ays of television are back, laies an gentlemen." "We have the worl-famous avi Schwimmer right here in this very tent performing live for you." "That's right, ma'am." "You hear correct." "The last surviving frien is here this evening to perform, for your viewing pleasure..." "Cynthia:" "You've been quiet all night." "So you can sit there an pout or tell me what's up." "That rehea ki, Tey Collins, in my fourth grae class." "He just came own with polio." "I hear." "I can't believe this is the worl we're living in." "Things will get better." "They have to." "What makes you so sure?" "Well, the lights surge on, in't they?" "Only for a few minutes, but if..." "Yeah." "Just long enough for the nukes to rop." "The point is, they can turn on, which means they can turn on again." "That's not gonna happen." "An what makes you so sure?" "I'm gonna get more firewoo." "Rachel:" "Maybe it was just a bunch of fireflies." "Maybe there's nothing more to it." "o you really believe that?" "It wasn't just the fireflies." "What about the starling flocks?" "What about the cicaas?" "Things have gone seriously haywire since the Tower, like uchovnian." "Aaron." "Can you explain what happene that night?" "'Cause I can't." "Ranall roppe the bombs, an I couln't stop him." "That's not all that happene, an you know it." "An it oesn't explain the insane things that have happene to us." "Man:" "Hey!" "Someboy get the sheriff." "You got a big problem on your hans, Sheriff." "We have ealt with banits before." "You haven't ealt with this before." "Miles:" "These aorable tats?" "Those signify how many people he's kille." "This guy's from a war clan." "An looks like a pretty nasty one." "Probably wanere own from the Plains Nation." "They never come this far south." "Well, this one i." "Think... great white." "They're gonna circle aroun, take small bites, an then they will come in for the kill." "Your men will be slaughtere." "Women, they will take it worse." "How soon can you get the rangers own from Austin?" "I sent out a rier." "How many guns you got in this town?" "About a hanful." "You got some gaps in that southwest wall." "You got to firm those up." "Stu, who the hell are you?" "Gene:" "Mason." "Listen to him." "All right." "o it." "Well, I guess you're not leaving yet, huh?" "What are you oing?" "Tom:" "We coul search for a hunre years, an we' never fin your mother, because she woul've never left Atlanta." "She woul've waite for me..." "Waite for me to come home to her, waite until the skin melte off her bones." "Give me the gun." "Go on, boy." "You're gonna check out now." "Like a little bitch?" "No, I won't let you." "This isn't you." "I pull this trigger, it' be like Christmas morning for you." "Get up." "Get up!" "Those aren't Rebels." "In a boat like that?" "I oubt it." "Miles:" "She's still in rough shape, Charlie." "Nees her aughter." "Charlie:" "She has you." "I can't be with her." "Too much has happene." "I'm sorry." "Okay." "Okay." "You're not gonna try an stop me?" "Well, I can't stop you from oing anything." "Just..." "Try an keep your stupi to a minimum." "So how o you o it every night, getting beat half to eath?" "It's better than my last job." "Man:" "Goo." "No more bets." "No more bets." "Man:" "Seven re, seven re." "The winner." "Well, if I in't have ba luck," "I wouln't have any luck at all." "Saw you in the fight tent." "You like fights, sweetheart?" "I like him." "Jimmy?" "He's okay." "A little mooy, if you ask me." "Jimmy." "That's his name?" "Yeah, Jimmy King." "From back east, I think." "How long has he been here?" "Few weeks, maybe?" "Look, if you want to bet on him," "I run the sports book aroun here." "He's not fighting tonight." "It's not a bet." "Hey." "So you a eputy now?" "That's funny." "Sheriff has no iea what he's in for." "Rachel, we shoul run." "We shoul get the hell out of here before things get really ba." "No." "I got to stay." "I got to be here when Charlie gets back." "You know, when she left, I coul've stoppe her." "No, you couln't." "I coul've trie, but I in't, 'cause I get it." "After The Tower, I..." "I unerstan how angry she was." "Yeah, look." "Charlie's a little wrecke right now." "Maybe we all are, but..." "She'll fin her way home." "I nee to apologize to you." "Rachel..." "For Nora." "I just mean that I woul unerstan if you in't want to stick aroun." "Stop it." "You know I'm not gonna leave you right now not with whatever's out there." "So just stop it." "Okay?" "I thought you sai ba things happen when we're together." "Is any of this goo?" "Yeah?" "Jimmy, there's a girl that wants to meet you out at the bar tent." "No, it's late." "I'm tire." "Trust me." "You're gonna want to wake up for this one." "My name is Secretary Justine Allenfor with the Unite States government." "I know that must come as a shock to you, but it's true." "After the blackout, we were force from the continent by warlors like Sebastian Monroe, force to hule in Cuba, our ranks ecimate." "An then Foster an Monroe, in their maness, brought back the miracle of power for a few precious secons, only to launch nuclear missiles." "An we have incontrovertible proof that this is so." "An when we hear, we knew we ha to return to help in whatever meager way we coul." "Is the presient still alive?" "The presient is making his way to the White House as we speak." "We also unerstan that certain rebel forces have been fighting for the US, an we're just sorry that we coul not fight besie you." "But now we hope you'll join us." "We hope you all join us." "We're patriots." "An we want this country to be great again." "Cynthia:" "This is precisely why I live insie the walls." "We're okay." "Trust me." "My buy Stu, beneath all the shay, he's not one to overreact." "You go to be." "So you're just gonna stay up?" "I' just feel better keeping an eye on things." "Keeping an eye on me." "I on't know what I i to eserve you." "What you i to eserve all this?" "Probably something horrible." "on't sell yourself short." "You're sweet." "A lot of guys are sweet." "You know, you never aske me how I got this." "It's not my business." "efensive woun, from my husban." "Yeah." "He came at me with a paring knife." "Trust me, Aaron." "This ay an age, sweet is a rare an valuable commoity." "Well, if you're gonna stay up, come to be." "We can both stay up." "Absolutely." "No!" "Go, just go!" "Just run, run!" "Help!" "Help!" "Help me!" "Help, someboy!" "Aaron?" "Aaron?" "Hey." "Okay." "Tell the sheriff." "Tell everyone." "Get my father too." "Please on't let him ie, okay?" "Aaron." "Hey, you stay with me." "Aaron?" "Aaron!" "Someboy help me!" "Go!" "It's okay." "Look at me, look at me." "Aaron!" "Someboy!" "Let them go." "Mason!" "Aaron, I'm not gonna lose you." "Look at me." "Aaron." "Aaron, come on." "Come on." "Stay with me." "Hey." "Hey, Aaron?" "Okay." "I stoppe it a little bit." "It's better." "It's better." "a." "Oh, I'm sorry." "No." "Oh, Go!" "Please, please, please." "I'm sorry." "Please, no." "No." "Jason: a." "You look better." "I feel better." "A man just nees a purpose, is all." "An yours is?" "They have incontrovertible proof." "o they?" "That Monroe an Foster ha WMs an use them." "Yeah, I know about six people on the planet know that's a lie." "Two of them staning right here in this room." "Just the timing of their arrival alone here with hanshakes an smiles." "Just when people nee it the most." "Ain't that perfect?" "An I bet you a steak inner that Ranall Flynn was in with them." "No, I oubt that these people are Go-fearing Americans." "My guess is that they're someone else entirely." "It's impressive, though." "Balls on them." "They're responsible for the bombs an for your mother's eath." "I am going to rip them apart from the insie until they are begging me to ie." "That's not goo." "Sheriff." "Hello." "I'm Titus Anover." "This is my family." "Welcome." "Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome." "Can we get you some sweet tea?" "eputy Martin scoure the town." "It looks like those whack jobs are gone for now." "Has anyone seen Miles or the sheriff?" "I'm sorry."