Previously on Revolution...
- Priscilla. - Aaron.
- You know her? - She was my wife.
So a thesis project from M.I.T.
makes you mother of the world's first A.I.
Our friend Peter... he helped too.
This thing is everywhere, and it's got a mind of its own.
How is that any different from God?
All of your questions will be answered in Lubbock, Texas.
I am not going.
I think you better come with me.
Jason Neville, come with us, son.
We've got to find out where he is and get him out.
Hey, Tom.
You're never going to see each other again.
- Julia! - Tom!
- Who the hell are you? - I'm your dad.
You are a Monroe.
You should be leading the Republic.
You and me... together, we can take it back.
This is not a naturally occurring typhus.
The Patriots started this outbreak on purpose.
Dad!
Gene's infected. You infected him.
This is fresh-squeezed typhus. Enjoy.
Where's the antidote?
You'll just kill me and keep it for yourselves.
You're gonna take us to it.
Freeze!
Dad!
Hold him down.
Shh. Shh, shh, shh, shh.
- He's not breathing! - Get the bag.
Go.
Go. Come on, dad.
Dad, wake up!
I just want the meds.
Sanders, take the shot.
Wouldn't do that if I were you, Sanders.
I'll kill him first.
You shoot me, they'll shoot you.
Take the shot.
I'm telling you, Sanders...
Don't.
Take the shot!
Anyone else want to take the shot?
No? Terrific.
Then drop 'em.
I need a dose too.
Go!
Okay.
Hurry.
Charlie, dose everyone.
We got to go. They're gonna be here any minute.
If you want to go, go.
So you're Monroe's kid, huh?
Really? You want to do a meet and greet now?
Sir.
Ah! Find the damn key!
Yah!
Whoa.
You mind getting out of the way? We're going on a supply run.
Get up.
Where are you taking me?
I said get up!
Tom Neville.
You know who I am?
How do you do, Mr. President?
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Have a seat.
Not the sofa.
That was Reagan's, and you got dust on your britches.
There.
So, Tom...
You mind if I call you Tom?
Here's what I know about you, Tom.
You have spent
most of the last six months
plotting, conniving...
doing your damnedest to kill me.
Here, you must be thirsty.
Thank you.
Sir...
I don't know what they told you about me.
But let me assure you...
they say you're eloquent.
They say honey drips right out of your mouth.
Well, that might work for half-wits like Allenford,
but not me.
I know the truth.
Your wife didn't leave out a single detail.
Mind if I finish my breakfast?
It seems like I'm taking every meal at my desk these days.
Where's Julia?
Alive...
for now.
Why don't you just kill us both and get it over with?
You know Willoughby, Texas?
I have very important plans for that town.
But just as important, Sebastian Monroe is there.
He's supposed to be dead, but...
he's not.
Which puts me in a delicate situation
with the Texas Republic.
The one man in my employ
who knows more about Monroe than anyone...
is you.
So...
that makes you valuable to me.
I need you, Tom...
to hunt down Monroe...
and execute him.
What makes you so sure you can trust me?
If you so much as sneeze in a way I don't like,
I'll have her tongue cut out...
and then her eyes.
And then we'll see where we go from there.
I'll need to take my boy with me...
if he's still alive.
You think you're in a position to negotiate?
With all due respect, sir,
killing Monroe is no picnic.
My boy's good.
He knows Monroe, and he doesn't want to see his mother dead
any more than I do.
Dad?
How are you feeling?
Lousy. What do you think?
I think you're getting back to normal.
How's your grandfather?
Getting better. Thank you.
Well, I just...
thank God I was able to get that medicine in time.
There were guns on me,
like, three of 'em.
- It was intense. - Yeah.
Somebody had a gun to you? That sounds terrifying.
It wasn't the first time.
You're so brave.
Well, your instincts kick in
and you don't even think.
No, I bet you don't.
But, uh, anyway...
What's your story?
Typhus?
I don't know whether to kill these guys
or write 'em a fan letter.
Yeah, let's do the first thing.
Well, they're handing our asses to us.
We're outgunned, brother. We need more men.
We need killers.
- We need to buy 'em. - Mercenaries?
I know somebody who's got plenty.
It's good help, homicidal help.
I can go get 'em.
And where is this homicidal friend of yours?
New Vegas.
What is it?
Director Truman.
Mr. Neville.
Welcome to Willoughby.
Hey.
Where are you going?
She's going with them.
Excuse me?
Well, look at 'em over there...
whispering like a couple of housewives.
- You trust them together? - Not even a little.
Somebody's got to watch 'em, make sure they come back.
And that has to be you?
Last time you and me left, this moron lost Aaron.
Wow. Nice, Miles. Thank you.
You can't leave gene right now.
I got to keep my eye on the Patriots.
- And one eye on you. - What?
I'm going. It's not open for debate.
- Who said you're invited? - Who said it's up to you?
Should I be worried?
No.
Probably.
It's been hectic...
coming out the other side of a typhus outbreak.
I heard.
- Heard you saved the town too. - Just doing my job.
Wow. Aren't you the man of the hour?
- How many men do you need? - It'll just be me and my son.
Out there alone?
And how do you expect to find them?
I served under those men.
I know the moves they'd make, the places they'd hide out in.
Trust me. I'll find 'em...
- and kill Monroe. - Might not be that easy.
Just because you failed at it...
doesn't mean I will.
And why should I listen to a word you say?
Because I have orders from President Davis,
who says so.
I've seen those orders.
You love your mother, son?
'Cause my orders are,
if either of you step one inch out of line,
I send word to Washington,
and they send her head back in a box.
So...
You damn well better get me Monroe.
I don't get it. Why would the nanos send us here?
I don't know.
What are we looking for exactly?
I'll let you know when we find it.
So where are we gonna pick up these men?
A warlord named Duncan Page... very dangerous.
So keep your mouth shut and do what I say.
- I know what I'm doing. - Not here you don't.
* Just like every night *
* has its dawn *
* just like every cowboy *
* sing a sad, sad song... *
What? You know that guy?
Oh, yeah.
The world's gonna end,
and there's gonna be nothing left but Bret Michaels...
him and the cockroaches.
So what's this Duncan look like?
Oh, you got to be kidding me!
Jimmy King.
You got some big swinging brass ones
coming back to my casino.
Gould, all due respect, I can explain.
You were my best fighter!
Lucrative, you know.
I had you booked up for weeks.
And then you vanish like some hobo on the rails.
Yeah, well, something important came up.
What's more important than me?
Hmm?
Hey.
Hey!
- You seen Duncan? - Screw Duncan, all right?
You and I got unfinished business.
We got to make this right.
Dick.
Come on.
Hello, Duncan.
Sebastian.
That's Duncan?
And she knows who you really are?
There's not a whole lot I don't know, kid.
You're plucking them awfully young these days, aren't you?
We need to talk...
five minutes, for old time's sake.
Turn around
and walk away while you still can.
I'm afraid I can't do that.
Charlie, hold up, damn it!
Look, guys, just...
Come on.
Relax, okay?
Charlie, put the gun down, now.
Now!
Okay.
Now just hear me out.
Fathers, daughters, mothers, and sons,
walk this way
and see the mummified remains of Steven Tyler!
Right here, ladies and gentlemen!
You do not want to miss this...
I got to admit... I was wrong about you.
That so?
I thought you were just some chick.
Is that supposed to be a compliment?
I mean, the girls back home...
they're putting beet root on their lips.
They're not pulling guns.
I'm not like the girls back home, am I?
No.
No, you're definitely not.
What?
Hi.
Are you guys from out of town?
- I guess so. - Then welcome, friends.
Would you like some food?
- We have plenty to share. - Aaron?
Priscilla?
- Peter. - Oh, my God!
It's good to see you again, pal.
This makes sense.
What do you mean?
How did you know where to find me?
We didn't.
We were kind of sent here.
Well, God's miracles never cease.
Actually, I think
it's a little bit more complicated than that.
I think it has to do with the three of us
and what we did at M.I.T.
What... what do you mean?
Excuse me, Peter?
It's time.
Okay, thank you, thank you.
Guys, I want you to see something.
* This little light of mine *
* I'm gonna let it shine *
* let it shine, let it shine *
* let it shine *
* Everywhere I go *
* I'm gonna let it shine *
* oh, everywhere I go *
* oh, I'm gonna let it shine *
* everywhere... *
Peter, what is this?
Just sit.
* Let it shine, let it shine *
* let it shine *
Brothers and sisters, welcome.
We're so blessed.
Amen.
We live in an age of wonder...
and of miracles.
Amen.
And, in fact, just tonight,
a miracle was revealed to me...
a reunion...
with long-lost friends...
I never dreamed I'd see again.
But that...
is just the lord doing his work.
Amen.
- Do you believe? - Yes.
I said, "do you believe?"
Yes! I believe!
Okay, then.
Give me your hand.
There you go. One step.
Turn around.
Sister, tell us what happened.
I was in the Atlanta blast.
I...
been blind ever since.
Lord...
heal your child.
Lord, send us your light and make her whole again.
Lord, hear our prayers tonight,
as we beg of you...
to reach down...
and touch this lost soul.
I can see.
Praise God!
- Praise God! - Praise God!
What are you doing?
- Come on. We got to go. - Where?
- Trust me. It's important. - Is dad okay?
Yeah, he's fine. Come on, let's go.
You've got five minutes.
So are you up or down?
I'm doing fine.
Really? Yeah?
There are many things that you are
very skilled at, Duncan.
Cards is not one of them.
Are you gonna get cute with me right now...
after the way you left things?
Hell, I think it's adorable that you still care.
- Four minutes. - Okay.
Uh, you know about these U.S. guys?
I've seen 'em around.
- So? - You're not worried?
Have you ever known me to be the anxious type?
Right.
Hey, you and your, uh... your tribe...
bunch of tough guys, right?
Just like the Comanches.
But when the U.S. government showed up...
How did that pan out for them?
I don't pick unnecessary fights.
I'm not asking you to.
I want to buy some of your guys...
10, maybe 15.
They're not for sale.
You're doing so well on the tables,
you couldn't use the money?
30 diamonds a head.
30... you're out of your mind.
- 10 a head. - 30 diamonds a head.
Come on, cut me a break here. 20.
25?
30 a head.
All right.
30.
Nanotech?
So you're telling me that this whole thing...
is nanotech?
I know it sounds crazy,
but it's awake or something,
and its O.S. is the code that we wrote...
that we all wrote.
And the fireflies, the healing...
it's all part of it.
A few months ago...
this little girl... um, 12-year-old girl...
she got stabbed in front of me.
And I tried to help, but there was too much blood.
Nothing I could do.
So I prayed.
You're not exactly the praying type.
You used to drop acid behind your church.
But I couldn't think of anything else to do.
And then...
her wound...
closed up...
just like that...
healed.
I knew it was God.
But it's not God.
You should tell all those people the truth.
Hey, guys, it's been a...
a lot to take in.
What is this?
Well, it's Saturday night.
Let's go see a movie.
Come on.
- Dad's alone. - No, he...
he's fine. He's... he's hidden.
He's armed. I took care of it.
I just want to, for one night,
pretend we're not busting our asses or...
fighting a war.
All right, what are we watching?
Please don't say The Notebook.
Evil Dead II.
Yeah. That's about right.
Yeah.
Thank you for this.
I think 20 years is plenty of foreplay.
Yeah.
So...
Yeah.
Huh.
What? You didn't like it?
Oh, I liked it. I'm just...
surprised we did it.
Yeah, well, you're cute.
I was bored.
But you know who my dad is.
And I know you think he's a bastard.
Are you like him?
Not at all.
It's just...
don't you think things are gonna get weird now?
- Only if you care. - And you don't?
Look, I'm not gonna apologize.
Life's short... for us, even shorter.
What do you mean?
I got news for you, buddy.
You just joined the losing team.
We'll all be dead inside a year, tops.
You really believe that?
Don't get me wrong.
I'll go down swinging.
But we can't beat these guys.
It's gonna end bloody for everybody.
So you might as well get what you can, while you can.
Or you could try having a little hope.
I'd rather be realistic.
You are kidding me.
You have got to be kidding me!
Hey. Dad...
What are you doing up?
We got company.
They say they're friends of yours?
Miles...
Rachel...
It's good to see you again.
How'd you know where I was?
I know the kind of places you hide out in.
I mean here, Willoughby.
I heard about Monroe...
that he was executed here
and that Dr. Gene Porter and Rachel Matheson
did the honors.
I figured wherever Rachel is, you'd be too.
I came here to find you.
Really? Why?
You got to know about these Patriots, right?
- They're in the area. - Yeah, I'm aware.
I want revenge.
They dropped the bomb that killed my wife.
They've got the whole east coast locked up.
And that's why I came here to find you.
I figured if you could help,
we could put a dent in these sons of bitches.
Your old man telling the truth?
I swear on my mother's grave.
We're in New Vegas, literally surrounded by whores.
- You choose her? - She chose me.
I didn't really have much say in it.
What happens if Miles or Rachel find out about this, huh?
Hey, think!
You're an idiot, and you're thinking with the wrong head.
Okay, look, you've been my dad for, what, all of 15 minutes?
So just stop.
This is either gonna work with us as partners...
or it's not gonna work.
Your call.
- You get those mercenaries? - Yeah, we got 'em.
Just got to pay for 'em.
'Kay.
You don't think any of this 700 club stuff is creepy?
Oh, super creepy.
But it's still Peter.
You know, it's still the same kid
that got his ass kicked in seventh grade,
right beside me.
- I need a drink. - Well, I'm with you there.
The door's locked...
from the outside.
Still Peter, huh?
They collect the winnings every two hours,
and they carry 'em to the vault.
- Any way to hit the vault? - Not alive.
We have to take 'em on the floor.
So we're just gonna stick 'em up?
- What, are we crooks now? - You want those men?
We need those diamonds.
There's too much security in here.
Well, I can get most of 'em out of here.
How?
Hey, Gould.
Jimmy. I was wondering when you were gonna come by.
Come on in.
Have a seat.
Okay. Look...
I, uh...
I want to make things right.
Oh, yeah? How you gonna do that?
Well, I owe you a fight.
So I'm gonna give you one...
tonight.
You put me up against your best guy.
That's kind of short notice, Jim.
It'd be a big draw.
Oh, come on, boss, I am...
I am trying here.
Cut me a break.
All right, look, Gould and most of his men
are gonna be at the fight.
I figure I can get that casino pretty empty for a few rounds.
But when it starts, you got to move fast.
Don't worry.
And, um...
thanks...
for letting us handle it.
We're partners, right?
And, Charlotte, try not to get yourself killed.
At least wait until you're on Miles' watch.
I'll see you two at the rendezvous point.
What the hell is this, Peter?
Wait here.
You lock us up? We're friends.
And I love you. I do.
But I can't have you out there bearing false witness.
What the hell does that mean?
It means that if these people find out
about your little machines, it could ruin their faith.
And faith is a very delicate thing.
This isn't God.
I've been thinking about that.
But I don't see the difference.
It lets me perform miracles.
It blesses me because I listen to it.
It's a wonderful gift.
And maybe if you weren't so afraid of it,
if you just embraced it, you'd be able to do the same.
Maybe you just like having those people down there worship you.
Pete, come on, man.
It's me. It's us. This isn't you.
You don't know me, Aaron.
You haven't seen me for 15 years.
Look, this is a good thing.
We're prophets.
We're here because it wants us here.
And we're gonna stay...
until we figure out why.
Right in there... Let's go.
This is your best guy?
Oh, no, no, no.
He manages my best guy.
Diamonds!
Hey, you!
Stop!
Stop her!
Give me the gun!
Stop that girl!
Get up!
Boss, over here!
What the hell is this?
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