Motherland: Fort Salem (2020–…): Season 3, Episode 9 - But I Don't Even Have a Dress... - full transcript
Previously on Motherland.
You killed your own
daughter for this freak show.
That was your beloved
Bellweather unit.
Does this mean
we can clear our names?
I'm afraid that she
isn't entirely human yet.
The United States Military
along with an Elite
Civilian Force
are preparing to invade
and occupy the Cession,
to root out the traitors
who assassinated
our beloved former president.
A trade my sight for her soul.
You're a steward now.
I promise to protect
the stewards at all costs.
Marshal track me down
when I didn't want to be found.
Let's see how he likes it.
If Wade and the Marshal are in
the Cession, we'll find them.
And when we do find them,
we can start talking
about my pardon.
I told you,
I'm not leaving you again.
When we get out of this,
then we'll go away together.
Just the two of us.
That's right.
Straight to the lighthouse.
I think we should
turn ourselves in.
We started this together.
We should end it together.
All US Army personnel
will stand down.
This occupation is over.
I'm so proud of you all.
As much as it breaks my heart,
this was a brave decision,
and will save lives.
The occupation had to end.
Seemed like
this was the only way.
Knowing when to withdraw
is the hardest decision
a leader has to make.
I've struggled with it myself.
Good for you.
Silver's troops are on their way
to take you into custody.
Well, it's better than being
executed on the spot, I suppose.
The media coverage
should hold them accountable,
at least until you get to DC.
I'm doing everything I can
to try and locate Wade.
Stay still, stay still,
you're safe Madame President.
- It's okay.
- What's going on?
There was an accident.
The Marshal was driving,
and then suddenly aged
in an instant
and lost control of the car.
I think one of his
marshals must've died.
They're connected?
Like Alder and the Biddies.
- Yeah.
- Oh.
Oh.
Where are we?
Have you tried to go for help?
No, ma'am.
I couldn't leave you.
And...
we are now completely snowed in.
What about food?
Well, tell me some good news.
We still have
one day's firewood left.
I'm fine.
Anything broken?
Um, I don't think so.
They had you a while.
Any surprises?
No.
Pretty much the same
questions you all got.
Petra's plan,
Alder's return and where Raelle
was when she disappeared.
And then...
they asked me about
the First Song.
Alder was right.
The Song must be important
if the Camarilla
are determined to destroy it.
And now that she's gone,
they won't even have to.
They're still being careful
not to leave any visible marks
which means they're planning
on trotting us out in public
- at some point.
- So a trial?
Or a public execution.
What?
We were planning
of getting married.
Oh. Congratulations.
We wanted to ask you
and Adil to join us
and make it a double wedding.
Yeah. We know
you've been talking about it...
Shelby.
Um, yeah.
We were talking about it.
But we wanted to wait
until Khalid a was back.
Hey.
We can't give up hope.
We don't even know
what they're planning for us.
Yeah.
Put these on.
I guess we're about to find out.
We've banned all
spectators from the court,
to make room for the press.
Every second of this trial
will be televised,
it is very important
that we control the narrative.
Make no mistake,
we could lose this war.
There are still people out there
who don't understand
the danger that witches pose.
And they need to hear every
detail of the Unit's crimes
from the mouths
of the witches themselves.
We'll give them enough rope
to hang themselves...
and then we'll hang them
for real.
But we have to make sure
that when we execute them,
they aren't seen as martyrs.
The country needs to be scared.
And we need to tell them
exactly what to be scared of.
So to be clear,
this is not about
getting a guilty verdict.
That's guaranteed.
Your real jury
is the American people.
Everybody out.
The so called
"Bellweather Unit"...
has committed
a litany of crimes...
And the charges against them
are almost too numerous
to list here.
But I'll give it a shot.
The murder of President
Silver's daughter, Penelope;
The assassination
of former President Kelly Wade;
The deaths of civilian hostages;
Aiding and abetting
known terrorists,
conspiring with Nicte Batan,
the leader of the Spree;
The destruction
of private property
in the United States,
as well as the Cession.
She's not getting worse, but...
But she's not getting
any better.
If we revealed her
publicly like this,
it would likely make things
worse for the girls.
Anything from Anacostia?
It's been two days
since I heard from her.
Dammit.
So, you used
this "Right Of Proxy"
to prevent the lawful execution
of Nicte Batan?
I thought I was doing
the right thing, the...
You fought General Alder
to save a terrorist's life,
then aided in her escape?
No. Nicte wanted
to be a martyr...
So, your solution
was to set her free?
I didn't set her free.
Did you consider the lives
of the "ordinary" Americans
you endangered by your actions?
Or the lives of those already
lost to the Spree?
I think about them constantly.
How are we to believe you,
when all your actions
contradict that?
All those years...
the centuries...
with only these
two brutes for company.
What did you talk about?
Hmm.
And now you're off...
Goddess knows where,
seeing the sights.
Good for you.
Should I sing for you?
I feel I should warn you,
this Song...
might bring the mountain
down on our heads.
Any objections?
No?
So be it.
I want
to know, how do you decide
who lives and who dies?
I don't decide, I follow orders.
We do everything we can
to prevent casualties.
So these crimes you committed,
they were on orders?
They weren't crimes.
I think that's up
to the jury to decide.
This is bullshit.
Excuse me?
Here's the truth.
Silver is Camarilla,
he poisoned his own daughter,
and tried to kill
President Wade.
We had nothing to do with that.
Move to strike!
Please, if one of us could just
speak without being cut off.
Fine...
one of you may make
a brief statement.
Then we will conclude
today's hearing.
You're up, Rae.
Why aren't you doing it?
Or Tally?
You've have one foot
in both worlds.
- It has to be you.
- I can't.
Just tell your story.
I guess I'll start by saying
that Abigail is right.
They're lying.
And Wade's still alive,
for what it's worth.
But it won't matter
because we'll be found guilty.
And this trial will be used
to persecute all witches.
My mother was military.
My father is a civilian.
I didn't want to fight.
I despised the military
because I knew
I would end up dying
just like my mother.
Fighting to protect people
who hated me
just for existing.
But I "said the words,"
and despite all my expectations,
my feelings changed.
I know most of you probably
didn't grow up
around the military or witches,
but we are no different
than you.
We're your daughters.
We're your sons, we're your
neighbors, we're your friends.
If you think our actions
deserve punishment, so be it.
But do not let them
use this trial
to take us back
to the burning times.
All right, that's enough.
Unfortunately, you have no proof
to back up your accusations,
or the outrageous assertion
that former President Wade
is still alive.
I'm calling
an end to today's proceedings.
Please escort the defendants
back to their cell.
Cut the cameras!
Cut the cameras!
- Colonel Jarrett, arrest them!
- This is for Penelope.
No, no, no. They're imposters!
They can change their faces!
This isn't Wade!
You don't think
it's me, Blanton?
Oh, my God.
Check my fingerprints.
My fellow citizens,
this has been a difficult time
for the nation and for me.
Though I have finally been
reinstated as your president,
let me tell you
that I do not yet feel relief.
Without the heroic bravery
of the People
of the Great River,
I would surely be dead.
I pledge they will have greater
autonomy moving forward,
and that we will be
their strongest ally.
I have also exonerated
the "Bellweather Unit"
of all the charges against them.
I wish I could say
the worst is behind us,
but we still need to deal
with the rot and corruption
that has spread throughout
our country, and beyond.
You've no doubt seen the reports
of Camarilla-led attacks,
taking place around the world.
Including false flag operations
and misinformation meant to
stir up hatred against witches.
I promise you,
we will play a part
in those struggles.
But first...
we must face
our own fractured nation
and prepare
for the difficult road ahead.
The rebuilding and healing
are just beginning,
but I know that together,
we will endure
and we will be stronger
in the end.
Apparently,
The Marshal found out
there was a traitor
on the Council,
just didn't know who
or who they trust.
They were on their way
to a safe house
when the accident happened.
Good thing M
was collecting firewood
or the bats
may never found them.
Nicte?
She took off,
but I'm sure we haven't seen
the last of her,
for better or worse.
What about Hearst and the rest
of the Camarilla?
Most of their "army" scattered.
Disappeared
back into their lives.
Hearst and Kara Brandt
are both still missing, though.
Don't worry.
We'll get them.
So, next week, huh?
Yeah.
How are the preparations going?
Oh, I'm handling everything.
I want to spare everyone
from whatever bizarre,
Necro ceremony
they would have planned.
So...
They're leaving town
for a couple days
and everything will be ready
when they return.
And where are you two going?
Someplace perfect.
It's a beautiful song.
That's all it is now.
Great. I gave up
my Sight...
Which would actually be
helpful right now,
to be a Steward of a song
that might never be sung.
I feel helpless,
and I don't like it.
Hey, Tally! Adil!
Gregorio!
Abigail said I'd find you here.
I'm glad that you're okay.
I'm so glad to see you.
We heard you were
being held somewhere.
Yeah. I was, uh, imprisoned
for insubordination
toward the Oversight Commanders
and, uh, "interrogated"
for being an associate
of the Bellweather Unit.
Sorry about that.
Don't be.
It's a badge of honor.
I can't believe you brought me
to your lighthouse.
- Finally.
- You like your accommodations?
Like you said... it's perfect.
Take care.
Can you believe
we're actually doing this?
Yeah. I can.
Looks like you two are now
officially High Atlantics.
Nicte?
Oh.
I'm just passing through
but I wanted to say
congratulations before I go.
Just in the neighborhood, right?
- Something like that.
- No way, Batan.
You're staying.
No. No.
I don't have the clothes or, um,
all right, I'll think about it.
I do hear they have some
fancy food at these things.
Just lobster and everything.
Have fun.
- Hi Dad!
- Hey, genius.
Oh.
- Oh, hello darling.
- Hi, Edwin.
Enjoy that while you can.
In a couple hours, you're gonna
have to start calling me Dad.
Can you imagine actually
living in a place like this?
Why do I feel like
you're just rounding up
Camarilla in your mind?
Sorry. I just...
they're still a threat.
I can't help but feel
like we're just
whistling past the graveyard.
Hey, hey, hey.
You're not wrong.
And tomorrow morning, we get
back to hunting them down.
- But today...
- Today
we celebrate our friends.
And what would I do without you?
You'll never have to find out.
Hmm.
Um, but right now,
I think there's someone
you need to talk to.
How is it that you're here?
It was Khalid a.
She heard me singing
and literally
moved a mountain to get to me.
This girl might be
the most powerful witch
who has ever lived.
I should go find my brother.
I suppose you have
a million questions.
Not a one.
Yeah.
You're more of a scarf guy,
aren't you?
Here...
What?
Nothing, just thinking
about that dinner.
With the prospective mates.
Oh, yeah.
When we were in competition
and you still had dreams
of marrying Abigail.
No, no, no, no. That was
the Imperatrix's dream,
never mine.
Mm-hmm.
But I'm happy for you.
Things are working out
the way they were supposed to.
Well, not yet.
But one day soon, hopefully.
Whoo.
Wow. You look great.
Now, if you can handle
the rest of it yourself,
I'm going to go find Tally.
- I'm good.
- Yeah.
Hey,
thank you for everything.
You're back.
Adil, there's something
very important
we need to talk about.
Oh, no, no, no.
We can not put the Chasubles
by the Penstocks or we will be
spending all night cleaning up
blood and broken glass.
Hey Abs,
sorry for the late notice
but we've got some
additions to the guest list.
Okay, Rae, it's your day,
so I'm not gonna
stress about it.
Did you miss me?
More than I can say.
And you are now,
finally, out of excuses.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, no.
No, today's supposed
to be about you two.
And this is what we want.
Your whole family...
our whole family is here.
Why wait?
Hey guys, give us a second.
This is crazy, right?
- That I'm even considering this?
- Oh, it is. Completely crazy.
But think of how our lives have
been, ever since we all met.
- Batshit crazy.
- Yeah.
And I don't see that
changing anytime soon.
I mean, the rest
of the Camarilla
are still out there
and we have no idea
what's coming for us.
So grab onto something real,
what's beautiful and true,
while you can.
But I don't even have a dress...
You need to go talk
to your grandmother...
A few little tweaks
and it will fit like
it was made for you.
It's so beautiful.
How have I never seen it before?
Oh, you have.
When you were about this tall.
You got it out and tried it on,
stepping all over it.
Your mother was not amused.
But it has been here ever since,
just waiting for you.
It is a part of our history.
So much of that history
has been lost,
or stolen from us.
But this is a piece
that survives.
And so we cherish it. Hmm.
Just like I cherish you.
I heard you were here.
What? You didn't really think
you'd seen the last of me,
- did you?
- Hmm, and you're not staying
for the wedding.
Why does that not surprise me?
Weddings.
And my work isn't done.
A piece of the Song
still remains to be found.
- Where are you heading?
- Africa.
Tracking the Abyssinian line.
Do you think
that there's a chance
that things have changed?
That we won't need the Song?
I think there's always a chance.
But that's a risk
I'm not willing to take.
I'm coming with you.
No.
Mm... because I don't
have my Sight?
Because you have a much
greater part to play now.
And I can't risk your safety.
So, what would you have me
do in the meantime?
Celebrate your loved ones
while you can.
All of this might change
very soon.
Chef Louise, wasn't it?
Yeah. That's right.
So good to see you,
Madam President.
I never got the chance
to thank you for the part
that you played in my rescue.
Miss Batan.
But that won't change the past.
There are many lives
that you still need
to answer for.
Can I finish my drink first?
Make no mistake,
your day of reckoning
is at hand.
I understand.
I won't run.
Am I now to believe
that you've had a change
of heart?
Everything I did was meant
to save witches.
I've seen the news.
Camarilla are striking
all over the globe.
Quartermain says the world
is burning and she's right.
And although, I might not
have lit the match,
I definitely poured fuel
on the fire,
so I'm ready to own that.
I just ask is that you, somehow,
use my knowledge
and experience to fight them.
To be clear,
a pardon is off
the table, understood?
Yes, Madam President.
What?
I feel like that painting
is judging us.
Then let her watch.
Your, uh... your mom
would have loved this.
She would be so proud of you.
I'm so sorry I didn't tell you...
Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Come on,
come on, come on come on.
You were in
an impossible position.
I understand that.
It's about the only thing
in this whole situation
that I do understand.
I guess I can't be mad
at her for wanting
to protect our little girl.
Yes, you can dad!
You should be.
We both should be.
She made a terrible decision
and we both had to pay
the price for that.
Well... so where
does that leave us?
I don't...
I guess, we both have
to find a way to forgive her.
Any clue how to go about that?
No. I don't.
But we can figure it
out together.
Oh, we can.
Love you, kid.
I love you, dad.
Well, I told you she'd be here.
You used to spend hours
just staring at this painting.
Talking to Jem like you expected
her to talk back.
I think this painting
is my earliest memory.
I'm starting to wonder
if she's finally answering me.
Or, maybe, talking through me...
Give us a minute, mother.
Mm-hmm.
Ever since I first
tried Jem's Working,
there has been something
growing inside of me.
I felt it at
that airfield in the Cession,
and again out on that road.
I heard about the Razor Hail.
No one from our line
has done that work before.
But how do we know that?
It's like grandma said:
So much of our history
was stolen from us.
Who knows
what we were capable of?
There has to be a reason
the Camarilla were hunting us.
Of course there is.
They're afraid.
They've been afraid
ever since Jem crushed
a Camarilla's skull
with a whisper.
But, through it all,
the one thing they could never
take from us
was our Work.
That is our true legacy.
Help!
You here to finish the job?
As a matter of fact,
we are here to finish the job.
I hope you're feeling rested,
Mr. President.
We have a lot to accomplish.
To the bride, and the bride,
and the bride, and the groom.
I will drink to each
and every one of them.
- Cheers.
- Hear, hear.
So Tal, did you see
any of this coming?
Mm-mm. No.
But it's a nice surprise.
Yeah, I definitely
didn't predict any of this.
I've got another surprise.
- Oh.
- Yes.
- Come on, shit bird.
- Yes!
Everybody is always telling me
how great of a singer you are.
You're a legend.
Where did you get my guitar?
Well, we asked
your dad to bring it.
Oh, you two
have been conspiring now?
This does not bode well
for the future.
- Come on, Rae. Please.
- It's my wedding.
Isn't someone
supposed to sing to me?
Okay, okay. I'll sing.
I'll sing.
All right.
- Yes!
- Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow.
- Amazing.
- Wow.
- That was beautiful, Raelle.
- Thank you.
Mm-hmm.
- All quiet?
- Yeah. It's a ghost town.
It'll pick up next week.
Once the troops start
rolling back in.
South Gate, report!
Hi.
Oh, my.
Oh, deal with her.
Oh, I can't wait
for Silver to see this.
Pity.
I would have loved
to talk to you about your work.
You were, apparently,
quite extraordinary.
Hello. Mother.
What's happening?
Whatever it is, we need to go.
Wait...
Fort Salem has fallen.
- What?
- Fort Salem has fallen.
I can't make it out.
It's just garbled
and chaotic, and...
What?
Just... if you would
just give me a moment
- to try to listen.
- What are they saying?
- It's just frantic.
- We gotta move.
- We gotta get going.
- Rae.
No.
They're back.
You killed your own
daughter for this freak show.
That was your beloved
Bellweather unit.
Does this mean
we can clear our names?
I'm afraid that she
isn't entirely human yet.
The United States Military
along with an Elite
Civilian Force
are preparing to invade
and occupy the Cession,
to root out the traitors
who assassinated
our beloved former president.
A trade my sight for her soul.
You're a steward now.
I promise to protect
the stewards at all costs.
Marshal track me down
when I didn't want to be found.
Let's see how he likes it.
If Wade and the Marshal are in
the Cession, we'll find them.
And when we do find them,
we can start talking
about my pardon.
I told you,
I'm not leaving you again.
When we get out of this,
then we'll go away together.
Just the two of us.
That's right.
Straight to the lighthouse.
I think we should
turn ourselves in.
We started this together.
We should end it together.
All US Army personnel
will stand down.
This occupation is over.
I'm so proud of you all.
As much as it breaks my heart,
this was a brave decision,
and will save lives.
The occupation had to end.
Seemed like
this was the only way.
Knowing when to withdraw
is the hardest decision
a leader has to make.
I've struggled with it myself.
Good for you.
Silver's troops are on their way
to take you into custody.
Well, it's better than being
executed on the spot, I suppose.
The media coverage
should hold them accountable,
at least until you get to DC.
I'm doing everything I can
to try and locate Wade.
Stay still, stay still,
you're safe Madame President.
- It's okay.
- What's going on?
There was an accident.
The Marshal was driving,
and then suddenly aged
in an instant
and lost control of the car.
I think one of his
marshals must've died.
They're connected?
Like Alder and the Biddies.
- Yeah.
- Oh.
Oh.
Where are we?
Have you tried to go for help?
No, ma'am.
I couldn't leave you.
And...
we are now completely snowed in.
What about food?
Well, tell me some good news.
We still have
one day's firewood left.
I'm fine.
Anything broken?
Um, I don't think so.
They had you a while.
Any surprises?
No.
Pretty much the same
questions you all got.
Petra's plan,
Alder's return and where Raelle
was when she disappeared.
And then...
they asked me about
the First Song.
Alder was right.
The Song must be important
if the Camarilla
are determined to destroy it.
And now that she's gone,
they won't even have to.
They're still being careful
not to leave any visible marks
which means they're planning
on trotting us out in public
- at some point.
- So a trial?
Or a public execution.
What?
We were planning
of getting married.
Oh. Congratulations.
We wanted to ask you
and Adil to join us
and make it a double wedding.
Yeah. We know
you've been talking about it...
Shelby.
Um, yeah.
We were talking about it.
But we wanted to wait
until Khalid a was back.
Hey.
We can't give up hope.
We don't even know
what they're planning for us.
Yeah.
Put these on.
I guess we're about to find out.
We've banned all
spectators from the court,
to make room for the press.
Every second of this trial
will be televised,
it is very important
that we control the narrative.
Make no mistake,
we could lose this war.
There are still people out there
who don't understand
the danger that witches pose.
And they need to hear every
detail of the Unit's crimes
from the mouths
of the witches themselves.
We'll give them enough rope
to hang themselves...
and then we'll hang them
for real.
But we have to make sure
that when we execute them,
they aren't seen as martyrs.
The country needs to be scared.
And we need to tell them
exactly what to be scared of.
So to be clear,
this is not about
getting a guilty verdict.
That's guaranteed.
Your real jury
is the American people.
Everybody out.
The so called
"Bellweather Unit"...
has committed
a litany of crimes...
And the charges against them
are almost too numerous
to list here.
But I'll give it a shot.
The murder of President
Silver's daughter, Penelope;
The assassination
of former President Kelly Wade;
The deaths of civilian hostages;
Aiding and abetting
known terrorists,
conspiring with Nicte Batan,
the leader of the Spree;
The destruction
of private property
in the United States,
as well as the Cession.
She's not getting worse, but...
But she's not getting
any better.
If we revealed her
publicly like this,
it would likely make things
worse for the girls.
Anything from Anacostia?
It's been two days
since I heard from her.
Dammit.
So, you used
this "Right Of Proxy"
to prevent the lawful execution
of Nicte Batan?
I thought I was doing
the right thing, the...
You fought General Alder
to save a terrorist's life,
then aided in her escape?
No. Nicte wanted
to be a martyr...
So, your solution
was to set her free?
I didn't set her free.
Did you consider the lives
of the "ordinary" Americans
you endangered by your actions?
Or the lives of those already
lost to the Spree?
I think about them constantly.
How are we to believe you,
when all your actions
contradict that?
All those years...
the centuries...
with only these
two brutes for company.
What did you talk about?
Hmm.
And now you're off...
Goddess knows where,
seeing the sights.
Good for you.
Should I sing for you?
I feel I should warn you,
this Song...
might bring the mountain
down on our heads.
Any objections?
No?
So be it.
I want
to know, how do you decide
who lives and who dies?
I don't decide, I follow orders.
We do everything we can
to prevent casualties.
So these crimes you committed,
they were on orders?
They weren't crimes.
I think that's up
to the jury to decide.
This is bullshit.
Excuse me?
Here's the truth.
Silver is Camarilla,
he poisoned his own daughter,
and tried to kill
President Wade.
We had nothing to do with that.
Move to strike!
Please, if one of us could just
speak without being cut off.
Fine...
one of you may make
a brief statement.
Then we will conclude
today's hearing.
You're up, Rae.
Why aren't you doing it?
Or Tally?
You've have one foot
in both worlds.
- It has to be you.
- I can't.
Just tell your story.
I guess I'll start by saying
that Abigail is right.
They're lying.
And Wade's still alive,
for what it's worth.
But it won't matter
because we'll be found guilty.
And this trial will be used
to persecute all witches.
My mother was military.
My father is a civilian.
I didn't want to fight.
I despised the military
because I knew
I would end up dying
just like my mother.
Fighting to protect people
who hated me
just for existing.
But I "said the words,"
and despite all my expectations,
my feelings changed.
I know most of you probably
didn't grow up
around the military or witches,
but we are no different
than you.
We're your daughters.
We're your sons, we're your
neighbors, we're your friends.
If you think our actions
deserve punishment, so be it.
But do not let them
use this trial
to take us back
to the burning times.
All right, that's enough.
Unfortunately, you have no proof
to back up your accusations,
or the outrageous assertion
that former President Wade
is still alive.
I'm calling
an end to today's proceedings.
Please escort the defendants
back to their cell.
Cut the cameras!
Cut the cameras!
- Colonel Jarrett, arrest them!
- This is for Penelope.
No, no, no. They're imposters!
They can change their faces!
This isn't Wade!
You don't think
it's me, Blanton?
Oh, my God.
Check my fingerprints.
My fellow citizens,
this has been a difficult time
for the nation and for me.
Though I have finally been
reinstated as your president,
let me tell you
that I do not yet feel relief.
Without the heroic bravery
of the People
of the Great River,
I would surely be dead.
I pledge they will have greater
autonomy moving forward,
and that we will be
their strongest ally.
I have also exonerated
the "Bellweather Unit"
of all the charges against them.
I wish I could say
the worst is behind us,
but we still need to deal
with the rot and corruption
that has spread throughout
our country, and beyond.
You've no doubt seen the reports
of Camarilla-led attacks,
taking place around the world.
Including false flag operations
and misinformation meant to
stir up hatred against witches.
I promise you,
we will play a part
in those struggles.
But first...
we must face
our own fractured nation
and prepare
for the difficult road ahead.
The rebuilding and healing
are just beginning,
but I know that together,
we will endure
and we will be stronger
in the end.
Apparently,
The Marshal found out
there was a traitor
on the Council,
just didn't know who
or who they trust.
They were on their way
to a safe house
when the accident happened.
Good thing M
was collecting firewood
or the bats
may never found them.
Nicte?
She took off,
but I'm sure we haven't seen
the last of her,
for better or worse.
What about Hearst and the rest
of the Camarilla?
Most of their "army" scattered.
Disappeared
back into their lives.
Hearst and Kara Brandt
are both still missing, though.
Don't worry.
We'll get them.
So, next week, huh?
Yeah.
How are the preparations going?
Oh, I'm handling everything.
I want to spare everyone
from whatever bizarre,
Necro ceremony
they would have planned.
So...
They're leaving town
for a couple days
and everything will be ready
when they return.
And where are you two going?
Someplace perfect.
It's a beautiful song.
That's all it is now.
Great. I gave up
my Sight...
Which would actually be
helpful right now,
to be a Steward of a song
that might never be sung.
I feel helpless,
and I don't like it.
Hey, Tally! Adil!
Gregorio!
Abigail said I'd find you here.
I'm glad that you're okay.
I'm so glad to see you.
We heard you were
being held somewhere.
Yeah. I was, uh, imprisoned
for insubordination
toward the Oversight Commanders
and, uh, "interrogated"
for being an associate
of the Bellweather Unit.
Sorry about that.
Don't be.
It's a badge of honor.
I can't believe you brought me
to your lighthouse.
- Finally.
- You like your accommodations?
Like you said... it's perfect.
Take care.
Can you believe
we're actually doing this?
Yeah. I can.
Looks like you two are now
officially High Atlantics.
Nicte?
Oh.
I'm just passing through
but I wanted to say
congratulations before I go.
Just in the neighborhood, right?
- Something like that.
- No way, Batan.
You're staying.
No. No.
I don't have the clothes or, um,
all right, I'll think about it.
I do hear they have some
fancy food at these things.
Just lobster and everything.
Have fun.
- Hi Dad!
- Hey, genius.
Oh.
- Oh, hello darling.
- Hi, Edwin.
Enjoy that while you can.
In a couple hours, you're gonna
have to start calling me Dad.
Can you imagine actually
living in a place like this?
Why do I feel like
you're just rounding up
Camarilla in your mind?
Sorry. I just...
they're still a threat.
I can't help but feel
like we're just
whistling past the graveyard.
Hey, hey, hey.
You're not wrong.
And tomorrow morning, we get
back to hunting them down.
- But today...
- Today
we celebrate our friends.
And what would I do without you?
You'll never have to find out.
Hmm.
Um, but right now,
I think there's someone
you need to talk to.
How is it that you're here?
It was Khalid a.
She heard me singing
and literally
moved a mountain to get to me.
This girl might be
the most powerful witch
who has ever lived.
I should go find my brother.
I suppose you have
a million questions.
Not a one.
Yeah.
You're more of a scarf guy,
aren't you?
Here...
What?
Nothing, just thinking
about that dinner.
With the prospective mates.
Oh, yeah.
When we were in competition
and you still had dreams
of marrying Abigail.
No, no, no, no. That was
the Imperatrix's dream,
never mine.
Mm-hmm.
But I'm happy for you.
Things are working out
the way they were supposed to.
Well, not yet.
But one day soon, hopefully.
Whoo.
Wow. You look great.
Now, if you can handle
the rest of it yourself,
I'm going to go find Tally.
- I'm good.
- Yeah.
Hey,
thank you for everything.
You're back.
Adil, there's something
very important
we need to talk about.
Oh, no, no, no.
We can not put the Chasubles
by the Penstocks or we will be
spending all night cleaning up
blood and broken glass.
Hey Abs,
sorry for the late notice
but we've got some
additions to the guest list.
Okay, Rae, it's your day,
so I'm not gonna
stress about it.
Did you miss me?
More than I can say.
And you are now,
finally, out of excuses.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, no.
No, today's supposed
to be about you two.
And this is what we want.
Your whole family...
our whole family is here.
Why wait?
Hey guys, give us a second.
This is crazy, right?
- That I'm even considering this?
- Oh, it is. Completely crazy.
But think of how our lives have
been, ever since we all met.
- Batshit crazy.
- Yeah.
And I don't see that
changing anytime soon.
I mean, the rest
of the Camarilla
are still out there
and we have no idea
what's coming for us.
So grab onto something real,
what's beautiful and true,
while you can.
But I don't even have a dress...
You need to go talk
to your grandmother...
A few little tweaks
and it will fit like
it was made for you.
It's so beautiful.
How have I never seen it before?
Oh, you have.
When you were about this tall.
You got it out and tried it on,
stepping all over it.
Your mother was not amused.
But it has been here ever since,
just waiting for you.
It is a part of our history.
So much of that history
has been lost,
or stolen from us.
But this is a piece
that survives.
And so we cherish it. Hmm.
Just like I cherish you.
I heard you were here.
What? You didn't really think
you'd seen the last of me,
- did you?
- Hmm, and you're not staying
for the wedding.
Why does that not surprise me?
Weddings.
And my work isn't done.
A piece of the Song
still remains to be found.
- Where are you heading?
- Africa.
Tracking the Abyssinian line.
Do you think
that there's a chance
that things have changed?
That we won't need the Song?
I think there's always a chance.
But that's a risk
I'm not willing to take.
I'm coming with you.
No.
Mm... because I don't
have my Sight?
Because you have a much
greater part to play now.
And I can't risk your safety.
So, what would you have me
do in the meantime?
Celebrate your loved ones
while you can.
All of this might change
very soon.
Chef Louise, wasn't it?
Yeah. That's right.
So good to see you,
Madam President.
I never got the chance
to thank you for the part
that you played in my rescue.
Miss Batan.
But that won't change the past.
There are many lives
that you still need
to answer for.
Can I finish my drink first?
Make no mistake,
your day of reckoning
is at hand.
I understand.
I won't run.
Am I now to believe
that you've had a change
of heart?
Everything I did was meant
to save witches.
I've seen the news.
Camarilla are striking
all over the globe.
Quartermain says the world
is burning and she's right.
And although, I might not
have lit the match,
I definitely poured fuel
on the fire,
so I'm ready to own that.
I just ask is that you, somehow,
use my knowledge
and experience to fight them.
To be clear,
a pardon is off
the table, understood?
Yes, Madam President.
What?
I feel like that painting
is judging us.
Then let her watch.
Your, uh... your mom
would have loved this.
She would be so proud of you.
I'm so sorry I didn't tell you...
Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Come on,
come on, come on come on.
You were in
an impossible position.
I understand that.
It's about the only thing
in this whole situation
that I do understand.
I guess I can't be mad
at her for wanting
to protect our little girl.
Yes, you can dad!
You should be.
We both should be.
She made a terrible decision
and we both had to pay
the price for that.
Well... so where
does that leave us?
I don't...
I guess, we both have
to find a way to forgive her.
Any clue how to go about that?
No. I don't.
But we can figure it
out together.
Oh, we can.
Love you, kid.
I love you, dad.
Well, I told you she'd be here.
You used to spend hours
just staring at this painting.
Talking to Jem like you expected
her to talk back.
I think this painting
is my earliest memory.
I'm starting to wonder
if she's finally answering me.
Or, maybe, talking through me...
Give us a minute, mother.
Mm-hmm.
Ever since I first
tried Jem's Working,
there has been something
growing inside of me.
I felt it at
that airfield in the Cession,
and again out on that road.
I heard about the Razor Hail.
No one from our line
has done that work before.
But how do we know that?
It's like grandma said:
So much of our history
was stolen from us.
Who knows
what we were capable of?
There has to be a reason
the Camarilla were hunting us.
Of course there is.
They're afraid.
They've been afraid
ever since Jem crushed
a Camarilla's skull
with a whisper.
But, through it all,
the one thing they could never
take from us
was our Work.
That is our true legacy.
Help!
You here to finish the job?
As a matter of fact,
we are here to finish the job.
I hope you're feeling rested,
Mr. President.
We have a lot to accomplish.
To the bride, and the bride,
and the bride, and the groom.
I will drink to each
and every one of them.
- Cheers.
- Hear, hear.
So Tal, did you see
any of this coming?
Mm-mm. No.
But it's a nice surprise.
Yeah, I definitely
didn't predict any of this.
I've got another surprise.
- Oh.
- Yes.
- Come on, shit bird.
- Yes!
Everybody is always telling me
how great of a singer you are.
You're a legend.
Where did you get my guitar?
Well, we asked
your dad to bring it.
Oh, you two
have been conspiring now?
This does not bode well
for the future.
- Come on, Rae. Please.
- It's my wedding.
Isn't someone
supposed to sing to me?
Okay, okay. I'll sing.
I'll sing.
All right.
- Yes!
- Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow.
- Amazing.
- Wow.
- That was beautiful, Raelle.
- Thank you.
Mm-hmm.
- All quiet?
- Yeah. It's a ghost town.
It'll pick up next week.
Once the troops start
rolling back in.
South Gate, report!
Hi.
Oh, my.
Oh, deal with her.
Oh, I can't wait
for Silver to see this.
Pity.
I would have loved
to talk to you about your work.
You were, apparently,
quite extraordinary.
Hello. Mother.
What's happening?
Whatever it is, we need to go.
Wait...
Fort Salem has fallen.
- What?
- Fort Salem has fallen.
I can't make it out.
It's just garbled
and chaotic, and...
What?
Just... if you would
just give me a moment
- to try to listen.
- What are they saying?
- It's just frantic.
- We gotta move.
- We gotta get going.
- Rae.
No.
They're back.