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I'm guessing Miles is with your mom.
You're gonna go warn him and I'm coming with you.
- Excuse me? - Your family could use my help.
What? What do they want with my mom?
Rachel, this is Ed Truman, U.S. government.
They took out half of Titus's guys.
I'm just glad we got here when we did.
I'm sorry, but you come out of nowhere,
you call yourself United States.
I'm curious. I'm a Patriot, Rachel.
Can't have you strolling around telling everybody our secrets.
Aah!
We're working for the Patriots.
- So what now? - Bleed red, white, and blue
until we climb to the top
and kill them all for your mother.
- We'll keep you close. - What about my son?
Well, we have a very special plan for him,
if you don't have a problem with it.
Whatever it takes.
Something's happening outside the wall.
I'm gonna find out.
- Hold it! - Don't get cute.
What the hell is happening to me?
- What do we do? - Well, this is an occupation.
Every good occupation deserves a resistance.
Well...
God bless America.
Hey, where are you going?
I'm going to find my mom.
They might already have her.
Charlie, they have the town.
We got to be smart, scope it out first.
- Hyah! - Who the hell is that?
Our men from the train yard had that happen to them...
Sir.
What in the holy hell?
No accelerant.
They just lit up like a match.
Send the bodies to horn.
So, how well did we bury Ken?
I scrubbed the blood, wiped down the scene.
I think I covered it.
What?
You're a complicated woman.
Yeah.
Miles.
Were you at a rail road or something last night?
Well, uh, it's kind of a long story.
You might want to take a seat.
You jumped a chain-link fence,
and two guys had guns on you,
and then they burst into flame.
How do you know that?
Because I saw it.
Saw it? Aaron, you were nowhere near it.
I saw it... and I'm pretty sure I did it.
What the hell are you talking about?
Tell him.
- You think it's the nanotech? - What else could it be?
But it would have to network images into your head.
It would have to obey orders.
They're not designed for anything close to that.
That doesn't change the fact that it happened.
Hey, everybody...
can we... dial back the crazy just a little bit?
Now what?
Who are they?
Those are the Texas Rangers.
Which one of you is Truman?
I am.
Director Edward Truman with the U.S. government.
U.S. government? Right.
Well, I'm John Franklin Fry,
Secretary of the Interior of the great nation of Texas.
And you are an armed force on our sovereign soil.
You got a reason why I shouldn't cut you down where you stand?
Gotta love Texas.
Put down your weapons!
Last thing we want is a fight.
I'm the one who wrote the letter that we were here.
Yeah, we got your letter.
Politeness doesn't change the facts.
We saved this town from the Andover clan.
I'm just asking for a chance to explain.
You know that guy, Miles?
Back when Texas and the Monroe Republic were squabbling,
I sort of tried to kill him.
Oh... good.
Hopefully he's over it by now 'cause he's our best shot.
At what?
Starting a war with the Patriots.
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Where are they going?
We built a new camp up in Perrysburg.
Artesian Wells, closed sewers.
It's the hot new ticket in town.
Uh-huh. You sent for me?
I've been called up to D.C., and my security detail's
a bit undermanned at the moment, so you're coming with.
I'm... glad to have your trust.
You don't have my trust.
You have my orders.
We leave in an hour.
Yes, ma'am.
And so if you could spend a day or two here,
see our intentions are pure?
No offense, but I'd rather crawl naked through cut glass.
I'm leaving for Austin at first light.
But I'll talk to the General.
That's all I can promise.
That's all I can ask.
Dick.
While they're here, open the gates,
stop the patrols.
And whoever got into that train yard last night,
find them before they talk to Texas.
You hear me?
Excuse me.
This is from a friend.
Hey, John.
You got my message?
Miles?
What the hell are you doing here?
It would help if you called me "Stu Redman."
Bastard.
"Redman."
You tried to kill me.
I could have you executed on the spot.
War is hell.
But you got bigger problems right now.
We both do.
And you know it.
Let me guess.
They told you they were staying around
just long enough to mop up what's left of the Andover clan.
They're just good neighbors...
helping a town that needs it.
They'll move back north soon as it's all over.
You know that's complete and utter crap, right?
Whoever they are, John, they're not America.
They're dangerous.
Look, I get it.
I don't think you do.
They sicced the Andovers on us.
They dropped the bombs on Atlanta and Philly.
They're invading.
They're sure as hell not gonna stop at your doorstep.
But Texas is an 800-pound gorilla...
in a stetson.
You can stem the tide right here.
You just gotta tell the general to send everything he's got.
I need proof that they're lying,
that they're as bad as you say.
What proof? They're already here.
Miles, we got 70% of our troops
already committed to the Southern border.
You want me to open a second front
on the say-so of a known war criminal?
Look, I'm not an idiot.
I know these "Patriots" are land-grabbing back east
and in the plains nation, but the boss wants a treaty,
not a war.
Then he's a moron.
But he's still my boss,
and I've got my orders.
I can't go to him without hard proof.
Midnight tonight...
Lasky's Mill, up the river.
You meet me there, you'll have your proof.
And John, these Patriots?
They got eyes and ears everywhere.
Gotta come alone.
So I should just trust you?
Yeah, you should.
Miles.
Charlie, hey.
Found it on a bounty hunter up... in the plains.
I don't get it. If the Patriots want Rachel,
why haven't they just come and grabbed her?
You tell me.
Well, you picked a hell of a time to come back.
Pretty sure we're in some real trouble.
What? You kidding?
That's why I came back.
To save your asses.
Okay.
I missed you, kid.
Well, let's go show this to your mom.
Hold on.
Come with me first.
I wanna show you something.
What? Why?
You've been in town about a week?
Yes.
And you came in with Rachel Matheson?
How's she doing?
I don't know yet.
So you want to be a teacher?
Not really. But, I mean,
I don't know. I did it before.
Um, I ran a schoolhouse in a settlement in Wisconsin.
What are your qualifications?
Four degrees. Two doctorates from MIT.
You are... insanely qualified.
That's true.
Well, uh, thank you... for coming in.
The sign said you need a teacher.
I am a teacher.
Still... no, thank you.
I'm the only applicant.
Can I be honest?
You smell like liquor. That's a nonstarter.
Okay, yes, you're right.
I won't drink... at work.
Just as important... in the last 20 minutes,
you haven't smiled once.
Frankly, you've got kind of a sad,
unmarried uncle thing going on,
and I think you might scare the kids.
Look, you don't know me. I get it.
But I haven't had a lot to smile about in the last month,
and if I don't do something...
I'm gonna lose it.
I mean, not in the front of the kids,
'cause that would be very...
I'm very professional.
Please.
I need a job. I need this job.
Do you think you could learn to smile?
You know, she really missed you, Charlie.
Just saying, when you see her again,
go easy on her, okay?
Yeah, I'll try to play nice. Promise.
Okay, so now you need to promise me
to not, you know, explode or go crazy.
Wait, huh? No.
That's never a good...
Miles.
- What did you do to her? - Whoa, whoa, nothing.
I know you, you son of a bitch.
- What did you do to her? - I didn't touch her.
Hey, hey, I wouldn't let him touch me.
I saved her life.
You brought him here?
Okay.
Charlie, let's go.
- Miles... - Now!
Hey, I just walked halfway down the map to help you.
Sorry?
That's right. With these U.S. guys.
By the looks of it, you're gonna need it.
Oh, you're here to help me?
I don't want your help, bass.
I should kill you.
That's right.
But you're never quite able to pull the trigger yourself.
Right?
Come on, Miles.
Look at yourself, you handy-capable schmuck.
You can't do this alone. You need me.
You want to help me?
Go away.
They nuked our city, Miles!
They burned it.
They're trying to pin it on me.
I want payback.
Best way to get it is you and me... together.
You know it.
I'm asking...
I'm asking for a truce.
If they're after my mom, why don't we just grab her and go?
Where?
Plastic sons of bitches are everywhere.
This is as good a place as any to make a stand.
Miles, you're talking about starting a war.
Damn straight. That's smart.
We get the texans to fight the Patriots for us.
You know, it's kind of like that thing in Ann Arbor.
What happened in Ann Arbor?
Drop it.
Okay, sorry.
John Fry is leaving first thing.
I'm supposed to have proof for him by tonight.
Don't worry. We'll get you some proof.
Rachel.
Hey, Cyn. Have you seen Miles?
No. Have you seen Aaron?
- He's gone. - Gone? What do you mean?
I mean he packed and he left. God knows where.
Okay, uh, let me check in with Miles.
- I'll have to find... - Rachel.
You have to find him, okay?
Aaron told me about your insane little machines.
Okay?
Something is happening to him.
He's seeing things.
He's scared, and now he's out there.
Okay, okay.
How far could he have gone? We'll split up.
I'll meet back at your house in three hours.
- Okay? - Okay.
It's gonna be okay.
I got you something.
What? Why?
Just something to help in class.
I don't get it.
You needed one.
It's a smile, dumb-ass.
That is the stupidest thing
I have seen in a really, really long time.
- Except you're smiling. - Well, yeah.
- Because you're stupid, though. - Whatever works.
What?
- Carl. - What's funny?
Aaron, this is my husband Carl.
Hey.
- You're the new teacher? - Yeah.
And you're funny?
So what's the joke? I like jokes.
It's just... the teeth.
It's stupid.
And why is that funny? How's that a joke?
Is it a private joke, Aaron?
No, Carl.
No, of course not.
I'm just messing with you.
See? Now that's a joke.
Nice meeting you, teach.
Well, it was filled with prisoners yesterday.
Oh, you knew they were gonna scrub the scene.
What'd you expect?
I don't know.
A lead, a thread, anything but Jack squat.
Buck up, pal.
We'll get Fry his proof.
- What is that? - What?
You're practically skipping.
You having fun?
What?
Do you think I want to be here with you?
Don't flatter yourself.
Okay.
Let's be clear.
Maybe you are useful,
but this is not butch and Sundance.
You're nothing but a dark pit
that I spent too many years trying to crawl out of.
Last thing I'm gonna let you do is pull me back in.
Uh-huh.
It's not much, but I found some wagon treads.
Well, it's better than nothing.
See where they lead.
That son of a bitch again.
He's like a bad penny.
Afternoon.
Hi there.
You coming out of the Savannah camp?
We are. You en route?
Yes, ma'am.
Secretary Allenford, Acting Command.
I know.
- I was sent to meet you. - Excuse me?
What are you doing?
How'd you find me?
You told me you come here sometimes to think.
- I did? - Yeah.
This reminds me of the old days
when I had three of these stupid things.
Yeah.
Cynthia's worried, and you need to come home.
Tell her I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm coming back.
I know you're upset.
Upset?
"Upset" doesn't touch it.
Rachel, I killed those guys by thinking it.
You don't know that.
Yeah, I really do.
They were gonna shoot Miles...
and then I felt this flash of anger,
and then they caught fire.
And I can't any more of this.
What if someone else gets hurt?
They won't.
Even if this is possible, and I'm not...
I'm not saying that it is, you saved Miles.
You don't understand.
This isn't the first time this has happened.
What is it?
Oh, sorry.
Aaron?
The hell you doing? Huh, teach?
Nothing. I didn't see anything.
- Were you watching? - No.
What, are you some kind of pervert?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, please.
How you get your rocks off? Huh, is that it?
No.
Carl, leave him alone.
You say one word to Cynthia, and I'll kill you.
- You understand? - I understand.
Good.
I tried to get them out,
but I couldn't.
Cynthia thinks... the whole town thinks...
that the lantern started that fire.
And I thought so too until now.
Now I know that it was me.
Whatever this is, clearly I can't control it.
What if I do something like that to Cynthia?
- You won't. - You don't know that.
I know you.
It would be better for everyone if I left.
No. No, no.
Cynthia needs you.
I need you.
We'll figure this out.
We'll... I don't know how.
But you...
you have to come home.
You, you...
Please.
Ow, ow, ow. Easy.
There you.
I think we're okay now.
That bullet's gotta come out.
Wait.
This would be a very bad time not to trust me.
Blouse too.
So, you gonna tell me what that was back there?
I wrote a letter to... to High Command.
A letter? Saying what?
Those wagons back in Savannah,
they were only letting on the healthy and the young...
and they weren't going to a new camp.
Then where?
A reprogramming center.
Which I assume is as cheery as it sounds.
You can't imagine any place worse.
It's behavioral conditioning.
Steady diets of LSD, PCP.
And so I protested.
Apparently this was their answer.
They don't take criticism well.
Well...
looks like I hitched my star to the wrong wagon.
Good luck, lady.
What? You can't leave me here.
They're trying to kill you.
I'm looking to be a Patriot, not a fugitive.
My apologies.
It's your son.
What about him?
They've got him...
at the same reprogramming center.
Where is it?
I'll take you there if you get me out of here.
Well, I hate to break it to you, pal...
but this trail is going nowhere.
Well, I guess it is Butch and Sundance.
Shut up.
How many you think? Seven? Eight?
Yeah.
What do we do?
You remember South Bend?
Yeah, that'll work.
What? You guys are just saying cities!
- You sure you're up for this? - Just worry about yourself.
Heads up.
- Cover us. - Wait!
- Now. - What?
Damn it!
- You? - I owe you for this.
- Help me get him up. - What are you doing?
He worked for Titus. Works for the Patriots.
We get him to talk, he's our proof.
All right.
Guess it all worked out.
You know, Cynthia's gonna kill you for leaving.
I'm aware.
Aaron?
Aaron? Hey! Hey, Aaron!
Hey, Aaron?
Aaron, can you hear me?
Aaron?
Aaron!
Hey.
I saw something.
What did you see?
What?
Well, you gotta admit, back there, that was...
that was kind of fun.
Right?
What the hell is going on?
- Rachel. - Oh, God.
All right, listen.
Hold on, Rachel. Hold on. Hold on!
- Rachel, hold on! - Get out of my way, Miles.
- We don't have time for this. - Get out of my way.
Fry is gonna be here any minute.
I'm supposed to be alone.
Why are you protecting him?
Because he's helping us.
Charlie?
And because I brought him.
Perfect.
Thank you, Charlie. That's very helpful.
You brought him here?
And why would you do that?
Look.
You can shoot each other later.
Right now, just get out of sight.
Bass?
Over there.
You three, upstairs.
I'm begging you! Just get upstairs, please.
So, Monroe?
That's... that's quite a twist.
Get upstairs!
I am so happy to see you.
I mean, in person.
Just... glad you're here.
How you been?
I've been better, Charlie.
- Rachel... - Look, I understand, okay?
When I first saw him, I tried to kill him...
But you didn't because...
he wants to help 'cause he's a Saint.
- Would you let me explain? - And you believed him.
Are you really that stupid?
For coming back here, yeah, I think I am.
Both of you.
You found it.
It's... bucolic.
What do you got?
Back here.
Son of a bitch.
Cyanide tooth.
Son of a bitch had a cyanide tooth.
Who the hell are these guys?
- So this was your proof? - Well, trust me, John.
If he could talk, you'd be blown away.
Well, I don't know what you want me to do, Miles.
Now, I can go back to Carver
and tell him I don't like these Patriots,
but he's just gonna go ahead and sign the treaty anyway.
He's not gonna start a war.
So unless you can come up with...
What are you thinking?
What is wrong with you? What is that?
All we gotta do now is frame the Patriots for this.
And you'll have your war.
Texas is gonna go nuts.
That is what you wanted, isn't it?
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