[crowd chanting] Let them through! Let them through! Let them through!
Let them through!
[chanting continues]
What's happening?
Raiders are holding back our deliveries.
- Let them through! - What deliveries?
All of 'em. Let them through! Let them through!
Let them through! Let them through!
[Knox] Easy.
I barely touched you.
Does it hurt?
'Course it fucking hurts. [grunts]
We should get the whole crew in here. Let them see you crying about a scrape.
- Ah! - [Martha] Can you keep it down?
- [Knox] Thanks. - [Shirley] You owe me.
Walk, we'll get McLain back.
[Martha scoffs]
She's the head of Supply. She's too important.
She's their enemy, just like us. So head of anything don't mean nothing.
That sheriff's looking for you, so you better get moving.
Yeah, looking for you too, Walk.
Well, he's gonna have an easy time then, isn't he?
'Cause I'm not going anywhere.
[tool whirring]
Who's this?
Mark, this is Shirley. She's twice the mechanic I'll ever be.
[Mark] Well, that ain't hard.
I was wondering when you'd be back.
It's, uh, quite the operation you got here.
Yeah, we're small, but we get it done.
Lee.
Shit.
I asked Mark to turn away anyone asking him to make weapons.
And make them only for you?
Raiders stopping deliveries,
including food and... that's not all.
I came in to do inventory for breakfast and noticed it on everything.
Fruits. Vegetables. Meat. Even the eggs.
[Knox] What is it?
Only one thing has that particular shade of blue.
Rat poison.
You sure?
Something else got here before I did.
Point is, someone did this.
Maybe this is connected to the food deliveries being stopped.
I wouldn't put it past Bernard,
but that means someone down here is working for him.
Either way, we're gonna need a new plan.
[crowd chanting] Let them through!
[Bernard] There is a truth, Mr. Amundsen,
that has applied to human civilization from the before times until now.
Only nine missed meals separate a functioning society from chaos.
[chanting continues]
[water running]
Who the fuck is that?
This is Felix. He's been shadowing our doc.
So you think just because I'm a lowlife criminal
that I... I don't need a doctor? I just get a shadow?
No. Doc Phelan went to stay with family in the Mids.
Of course he did.
How old are you anyway, huh, kid? You started shaving yet?
Have your fucking balls dropped?
The doctor wouldn't have left if he didn't think his shadow was ready.
And you're sure about that?
You can do this, right?
[inhales shakily]
Just get the bullet out.
[breathes shakily]
Wait, wait, wait, hold on a second. Hold on one rat-fucking second.
Aren't you forgetting something?
Drugs, Felix.
Before you go digging around, you need to give me drugs.
And lots of them.
Um, only doctors have the strong stuff.
I've got aspirin.
He's got aspirin.
[radio chatter]
You're really gonna arrest them? Knox, Shirley, Walker?
- [computer dings] - I took an oath to protect the Pact.
Knox and Shirley need to be brought in
for their own good and the good of the Silo.
[computer dings]
I can help you find them, if that's what you think we should do.
Clearly, you don't.
[Hank] It doesn't matter what I think.
When Sheriff Holston had me put my hand on the Pact,
I swore an oath.
Hank... if they're the solid citizens you say they are,
they'll turn themselves in.
[crowd clamoring, shouting]
Let's quiet down now!
Turn yourselves in! Turn yourselves in!
[Shirley] Everyone, shut up!
You've all heard what's being said. That we killed Judge Meadows.
I swear on my life, that's a lie.
[crowd shouting]
We went up to talk and found her already dead.
We were framed by Bernard Holland and Robert Sims,
and we were lucky to make it back alive.
How long are we gonna be alive?
[crowd murmuring]
I got two kids, and I'll go hungry so they can eat,
but what happens when there's none left for them either?
Are you really gonna make our children starve for you?
[crowd shouting]
[Martha] It seems to me like they've already won.
Just look at us,
ready to tear two of our own to pieces if they don't give themselves up to die.
You know, maybe you want me to go out there too.
You could do that.
But then, in a couple of days,
you'll see us all out there on that hill, fallen, where we tried to follow Jules.
Or they'll hang us by a rope outside Judicial.
You'll have your food deliveries though.
You'll have Bernard patting your heads saying,
"Good job. Now get back to work."
Is that gonna feel like winning?
No. Well, it sure will to them 'cause this is exactly how they want us,
fighting amongst ourselves, following their rules,
believing that everything that goes wrong is our fault.
'Cause that's the way it's always been,
but that doesn't make it right.
We're Mechanical. We don't fight over food, we share it.
[crowd murmuring]
[Martha] We don't blame each other for shortages,
we pool our resources, we tighten our belts, we--
We don't wanna starve! We don't wanna starve!
[crowd clamoring]
Listen up! Listen up! Nobody's starving. Not today. Teddy.
[taps cart]
[Knox] As anyone who's ever worked the scavenge room knows,
not everything that comes down the chute is trash.
[crowd cheering]
"To our friends in Mechanical. Thanks for always keeping the power on.
From your friends on 122. Juliette lives."
[crowd cheering]
Dr. Nichols?
Oh, Kathleen.
What brings you here? Uh, is Claire all right?
Claire is asleep, so I'm fine. [chuckles]
My husband needs a favor.
Is he still down in Mechanical?
[Kathleen] He is.
There's someone down there who needs a doctor.
Oh.
[stammers] I think there's a process for requesting a doctor
through the sheriff's department.
[softly] He'd rather not do it that way.
[access system beeps]
[keypad beeping]
Sir, we're hearing Mechanical's allies are dropping food down the trash chutes.
Hmm, ahead of schedule, which is good news.
It accelerates our time line.
Post raiders at every chute access point.
- Yes, sir. - Whatever food they received
will run out soon enough.
[tapping keys]
[residents chattering]
So, when we run out again, that'll be it?
We surrender?
What level's the barricade?
130.
What if it was on 120?
[Carla] They are gonna need you down there.
Now more than ever.
[pounding on door]
All right. All right. All right!
- [pounding continues] - You trying to break the damn door down?
I'm not that deaf.
Walker, this is Sheriff Billings.
Huh. You were Juliette's deputy. You here to arrest me?
First, I'd like to ask you some questions about what happened to Judge Meadows.
How should I know? I didn't go in.
- Ask Knox and Shirley. - They must have told you what happened.
[Martha] Look, I'm not talking about anybody, let alone Judge Meadows,
until you find out where they're holding McLain.
[stammers] Carla McLain.
It's, uh, head of Supply.
I last saw her in the café on 70.
No doubt they've taken her in by now.
And I wanna know if she's alive and unharmed.
If so, I'll talk to you.
If not, guess you better find Knox and Shirley.
- [Hank] Wait. - [Paul] I have questions about a murder--
[sighs]
Uh, no access beyond here.
I'm a doctor.
There's a medical emergency. I was asked to help.
Turn around.
Sheriff Billings requested me.
I don't know anything about that, so you're not getting through.
Go back up.
- A woman's in labor. It's an emergency. - Who are you?
Kathleen Billings. My husband is the sheriff.
- Do you know what a C-section is? - Uh...
It's when they cut the baby out of the mother.
There are two doctors in the Silo who can perform that operation.
Dr. Nichols is one of them.
Look, I got my orders--
If anything happens to this woman,
you will be in violation of section 12, subsection six of the Pact,
"Denial of a citizen's access to lifesaving health care."
- Two coming through! - [crowd clamoring]
Well, and a baby!
[raider] Three coming through! Back away!
You cross, you might not get back!
- [raider 1] Move! Let's go! Move! - [raider 2] Back up! I said back up!
- Move! - [Claire cries]
It's okay. It's okay.
- [crying continues] - [raider 2] Stay back! Back down now.
At first, I tried shifting, uh, one letter forward, like every A is B,
but that didn't add up to anything.
Then I thought, well, what if it's... i-if it's one letter backwards?
That didn't give you anything either.
No. So, okay,
I thought, well, what if it's, you know, two or three letters off, you know?
Or even four or five?
And... and so I started doing it all by hand,
but... but I thought, you know,
- it'd be faster to just write a program. - [Bernard] Smart.
What you're doing is called a Caesar shift, by the way.
It's... It's a long story.
Keep at it.
Mrs. Sims.
Mayor Holland.
Camille, I heard that
you helped Judge Meadows's murderers the other day.
I answered a request for all former raiders to report for duty
and help with the hunt.
When I got to 90, I noticed two citizens being harassed by some locals.
I took them to a safe place.
Then I radioed Judicial Security,
told them where they were and to send an extraction team,
and I'd meet them on the stairs.
Why didn't you wait until the team got there?
Because no team was sent.
I was told unofficially
that justice needed to come from the citizens of the Silo.
I was approached by a group of these citizens,
several of them raiders I knew, now in civilian clothes,
and they asked where I'd stashed the two suspects.
But you didn't tell them.
Of course not.
I knew from my time in Judicial that vigilante justice is against the law.
And we all have to obey the law.
Yes.
You know, it was your husband who instructed the crowd to go get them.
I'm curious what his response was when you told him about this.
He's the judge now. He understood.
Of course he did.
Yes.
We've got this for now. Come on!
Go get a hot meal in the cafeteria. We got this.
What the actual fuck?
Radio Amundsen. We need tactical defense equipment.
- [raider] Tactical defense? - Guns. We need guns.
[raider] Mr. Amundsen. This is Unit 19.
This is Amundsen. Go.
Sir, there may be a situation brewing here.
We need advanced tactical defense equipment.
Fuck.
- Sir, my aunt on 135 just-- - Not now.
Okay.
[computer chimes]
[knock on door]
- Where's the patient? - Okay, he's over there.
[Pete sighs] Thank you.
Honey.
[door closes]
[softly] Honey, what are you doing?
Dr. Nichols could use my help.
I told you, it's not safe down here.
Paul, it's not safe anywhere.
Hey.
Uh, very touching family reunion.
But you think maybe we could get this fucking bullet out?
That'd be great.
[whispers] Hey, come here. Hey. Hey.
- Okay. - Are you okay?
I missed you.
See Mama? Are you looking around?
[breathes heavily]
Why am I here, Diego?
Mechanical is massing for an assault on the barricade.
They have weapons and armor--
I'm sure Mr. Amundsen is aware.
He is, but he doesn't know what I know.
We have been relying on listeners since the cameras below 120 went out.
I don't trust 'em.
Someone I do trust is my aunt.
She's on 135, and she sent a message
saying a bunch of Down-Deepers were marching up with weapons--
Didn't you already tell me that?
She said there was a second group heading the other direction.
They had weapons and a saw.
My aunt's in construction.
She said it was the kind of saw they use to cut through concrete.
[saw whirring]
[Teddy coughs]
[grunts]
[coughs]
Clear. [coughs]
Sorry to bo...
What the fuck are you doing here?
You're supposed to be in the mines.
Mayor Holland needed my help.
With what?
Some-Some programming.
[shouts] Where is he?
I don't know.
[door closes]
Can you feel this, Mr. Kennedy?
Yeah, I can. I just don't care. [sighs]
[groans]
[winces]
[breathes heavily]
There it is.
[exhales deeply]
You think they have a team cutting up through the floor?
And neither Amundsen nor Bernard know?
[inhales sharply] There's nothing wrong
with letting people suffer their own mistakes.
As long as the mistake doesn't endanger everyone else,
including our son.
You can't do anything. You're the judge now.
I know. Besides, I was never a raider.
[drill whirring]
- What are they doing? - [raider] We can't see.
Sounds like they were drilling.
Yeah, I know what drilling sounds like, Derek.
Where are the guns?
Just leaving the armory.
[Pete] It didn't get your lung.
You're a lucky man.
Mmm, yes, sir. That's me. Mr. Lucky.
[Paul] I held up my end of the deal, Mr. Kennedy.
Let's talk.
You were being serious? I just wanted to get the bullet out.
[Paul] Come on now, Mr. Kennedy.
Deputy Hank took time out of his busy day to hear what you have to say.
I'm feeling a little woozy,
what with the drugs and having a bullet dug out of me.
You know, maybe tomorrow.
Bandage all good?
I'll take her.
[softly] Here you go.
[grunts]
Dr. Nichols,
I'd like a word with the patient.
[Pete sighs]
You should probably go too, Hank.
Maybe he should stay.
You know, taking all that time and everything.
I'll fill him in.
All right.
- Oopsie. - [door opens, closes]
Looks like I made Daddy mad.
Not really.
You're a criminal.
I don't expect much.
But I need what I need,
which is you telling me what you said you were going to tell me.
[Patrick inhales sharply]
'Cause if you don't...
I'll radio Judge Sims.
What?
[Paul whispers] That's right.
[normal] He's Judge now.
I'll tell him where you are, and who knows?
Maybe he'll put you back in that box.
Or worse.
Okay. Okay.
You're not gonna wanna hear what I have to say.
- [Paul] Why? - Because it'll ruin your fucking life.
When Nichols was on the run,
you happen to be near a computer when they went dark?
- Do you know why they went dark? - It was a systems reboot.
That's what they said, but they say all kinds of shit.
They went dark because Nichols had my friend Danny
put something on every computer in the Silo
for ten seconds before they shut it down.
What'd he put up?
I bet they rounded up everybody who saw it.
Me and Danny...
Who knows what the hell they did to him?
They gagged and bagged us so we couldn't tell anything to anybody.
Tell anyone what, man?
It's like the page...
only a million times more beautiful.
I couldn't describe it if I fucking tried.
Where does Sims come into this?
Not long after Nichols gets sent out, Sims comes to me, wants to make a deal.
I put on dirty clothes, head down to Greasetown,
toss a firebomb at Hank's station.
Hmm. In return, he'd... he'd give me drugs.
Make me forget everything that's happened to me in the last 22 years.
Obviously, he never intended to hold up his end.
And the magic forgetting drugs are probably bullshit,
but I didn't have a lot of options with a hood over my head.
Now, let me ask you a question.
Isn't there just a little piece of you that wishes I never told you that?
[Bernard] If our roles were switched,
would you have done the same?
What if I failed, Mary?
140 years of stability,
and it could all end on my watch.
I...
I made the calculations, I...
I planned for everything.
Then... [breathes shakily] ...events
forced me... [breathes shakily]
...to factor you in...
to the calculation.
[sobbing]
For that, I'm... [inhales sharply] ...I'm truly sorry.
[sobbing]
[grunts]
Set up a tactical formation here.
Two lines. Now!
- [Amundsen] What are you doing? - There's gonna be an ambush.
- From where? - They're coming up through the floor.
What?
[crowd member] This is our level!
[crowd clamoring]
Guys! [shushes]
[clamoring continues]
[breathing heavily] Over there!
Now!
[whirring]
They're gonna pinch us.
Fall back! Go!
[yells]
Go, go, go!
Come on! Come on!
[all clamoring]
[Amundsen] Stop!
You will kill ten of us...
but we will kill all of you...
and take the stairs.
[Shirley] How about we make this level the new boundary?
That work?
[breathes shakily]
[breathes heavily]
[sighs]
[door opens]
- [footsteps approaching] - [door closes]
Mr. Mayor, it wasn't optimum, but they only got ten floors.
"Not optimum." [chuckles]
What level is the new barricade on?
One t... 120.
And what is down on level 122?
Without looking at a map. Anyone?
What's on 122?
Uh, lower Mids farm... farm. It's a farm level.
We're trying to starve them into submission and now they have a farm.
So, yeah, not optimum.
I heard there was some kind of a battle on the stairs.
Shouldn't you be there?
I've been busy finding out what happened to Carla McLain.
She was arrested at that café on 70.
Yeah, where I left her.
So, where is she now?
People usually get transferred to us for processing,
but Hank's checked in with every deputy station.
None of them have her.
So, where is she?
In a hospital?
Sometimes, when raiders have a high-profile,
high-risk suspect, they're taken into seclusion.
No, they can't do that. No, Carla has health issues.
She won't survive.
Look, you're the sheriff. You can do something.
I might be able to get her out, but only if I can clear her name.
So, please, what happened to Judge Meadows?
[sighs]
[Knox] Hell of a plan today.
Well, haven't you heard? I'm twice the mechanic you'll ever be.
What idiot told you that?
[Shirley chuckles] Which means twice the thinker, twice the engineer.
See, this is why I don't give people compliments.
[Shirley] Hmm.
To teamwork.
To great partners.
Uh, we under arrest, Sheriff?
Martha Walker has given me her account of what happened with Meadows.
Or at least what she says you told her.
That you walked in and found the judge dead.
You said Bernard Holland and Robert Sims were framing you.
Would you swear on the Pact that's true?
Every word.
- [static on radio] - Sheriff Billings for Mayor Holland.
Sheriff Billings for Mayor Holland.
Speaking.
I've located the fugitives.
Excellent news, Sheriff. Thank you. Where are they?
I'm not revealing their location at this time.
First, I need to open a full investigation into the events
leading to the death of Judge Meadows,
- as well as a new investigation... - Disable all radio communication
- in the Silo. Now. - ...attack on the deputy station
in the Down Deep, which cost two lives, and--
Fuck me. I just lost the sheriff.
Mayor?
[static on radio]
Thank you.
For what?
I don't stand with the mayor, or the judge, or you.
I stand with the law.
[door opens, closes]
[Kathleen] Paul, you okay?
[Claire babbling]
- Mmm. - You did a very brave thing today.
Brave? Maybe.
Stupid? Definitely.
I doubt I'll be sheriff much longer.
It wasn't stupid and it was the right thing.
People will see that.
I'm not sure it was right either.
When was the last time you took your herbs?
I'm sorry, honey, I forgot.
- [Paul grunts] - I'm not criticizing.
[Paul] Oh.
- Can you pass me that glass of water? - Right, yeah.
What are you...
Look.
Why do you think that is?
I...
You haven't taken your herbs in days.
But I don't know what's changed.
Maybe you have.
So, this is Quinn's code,
but with the alphabet reversed and shifted three letters over.
Doesn't look like anything.
It's gobbledygook.
Right, uh, except here...
[Bernard] "Sillo."
I doubt that Salvador Quinn would spell "silo" wrong.
I thought... I thought the same. Um, so, okay.
Here's another iteration, still reversed, but shifted over ten.
[Bernard] "Allie."
Quinn's daughter's name was Allie. You might be onto something.
Right.
Except that none of the other words, you know, are coherent.
Well, this is far beyond a Caesar shift.
This is sophisticated.
It's a code within a code.
In order to decipher it, you would have to...
What?
You'd have to see the Legacy.
Legacy? I... I don't know what that is.
[Bernard] Stand up. Stand up!
Lukas Kyle, I am electing you to be my shadow.
Please place your right hand on the Pact.
Do you accept?
[Lukas] Yes.
[Bernard] Repeat after me.
I, Lukas Kyle...
[knocking]
If you're a friend, come in. If not, go away.
I hope you still consider me a friend.
[Martha sighs]
It's been a long time.
I wanted to thank you for taking care of her all these years.
Oh, you know, it was her who took care of us.
[chuckles]
One of the engineers told me
you managed to have a different tape used for Juliette's cleaning.
Is that true?
Yes.
That's why she was able to walk out of sight?
Do you think she's still alive?
No.
Then why give us false hope?
[Martha] I did it for her, Doctor.
And for you and me, and for everyone down here who knew and loved her,
and, yeah, some days wanted to strangle her.
[inhales deeply]
I did it because I knew she wouldn't want any of us to watch her dying on that hill.
But you don't think she's still alive.
I don't see how.
[liquid pours]
[groans]
Oh, hey.
You're awake.
- Good. - [sighs]
[Solo] Um, you had an infection.
It was a bad one.
Nice to know that those antibiotics worked.
I-I made 'em all by myself not too long ago.
I got a helmet.
Where is it? I need to go. I need to get my suit on.
- Um, yeah, about the suit... - [Juliette groans]
It... It's safe.
You're gonna get it back.
- First, I need you to fix that pump. - [Juliette groans]
What?
You said that if you could get power
- to the pump under the surface... - [Juliette] No.
...you could stop the water from rising.
Get me my suit.
- [groans] - [Solo] All right. Well... [stammers]
...think of it as doing me a favor, like... like, I saved your life, you save mine,
and then we'll be even.
- Even? - Yeah.
You're one person. There's 10,000 fucking people-- [winces]
Yeah, 10,000 people that could die any day now.
Just like the people of this silo died.
Look, you can waste time arguing with me
or you can start thinking about how you're gonna fix that pump.
It's up to you.