Revolution (2012–2014): Season 2, Episode 17 - Why We Fight - full transcript
Fed up with the constant bickering between Miles and Monroe, Gene decides to go into Willoughby to see what support he can muster from his old friends. With Miles in tow, he contacts his former lover Marian who runs a bar in town. He learns the extent to which the patriots have sullied his reputation and after Gene gives his side of the story she's not sure what to believe. More of Duncan Page's fighters arrive with news that she was killed in a patriot attack on New Vegas. Monroe leads them in an attack on the re-education camp. Tom Neville is about to be killed by Victor Doyle when salvation unexpectedly arrives.
- Where are we gonna pick them up?
- A warlord named Duncan Page.
They don't take orders from you.
They take orders from her.
Take the guys
and go get your Patriots.
The Willoughby reeducation center
is up and running, sir.
That boot camp is one
of the most important ones we've got.
Monroe and Matheson are at large
around the very same camp.
- Face down. Now.
- What's going on?
They're from the boot camp,
spying on us.
What's the point of saving this town
if we have to murder its children to do it?
Now they're the town's kids.
Next week they're Patriots.
Looks like trouble in paradise.
Doyle's sending men out by the dozen
searching for Monroe.
They don't know where he is.
I do.
Give me a squad of your best men
and let's get Monroe ourselves.
- Kim?
- I'm just bringing her home.
Some kind of number tattooed here.
50207.
What the hell are they...
Easy, easy, easy, easy.
No, no, no, no, no!
Move, move, move!
Hey, it's okay.
Let me help you.
Miles!
Please.
Monroe: You didn't shoot the kid,
and now he's leading them right to us.
- Miles: Thank you, Captain Obvious.
- What's going on?
The bad news is the Patriots
found our last safe house.
It's a matter of time before they find us.
But there's good news. Right, Miles?
He let the kid go, so we can die
with a clean conscience.
Miles: Yeah, I'm really sorry.
Sorry I made it harder for you and your kid
to get your discount empire back.
Oh, you didn't think we knew.
We do.
For the last three days,
all we've done is run and hide.
- We gotta hit the boot camp.
- Miles: We don't have enough guys.
- They tripled security.
- Because you let the kid go!
And he told them everything.
- Dad. Dad, where are you going?
- Into Willoughby.
- Why?
- I can't listen to another second
of these two bickering like sorority girls.
I'm gonna get us help from town.
Help we can trust.
After all the times
I saved your puckered ass.
Grandpa, it's too dangerous.
And we need men,
not a bunch of hicks.
Miles, you said yourself
we need more people.
Well, these are my people.
They are good people.
They'll fight, trust me.
What makes you think
we can trust them?
Aren't they a little drunk
on the Patriot Kool-Aid?
We talk to them.
Show them what's happening to their kids.
- They'll do the right thing.
- Yeah? Really?
When you were working
for creepy Uncle Sam, you knew the truth.
Did you do the right thing?
No.
But I'm trying to now.
I'll go with you.
- No. No.
- Yeah, me too.
No. Both of you are staying here.
I'll take him in.
If he's gonna walk into Berlin,
he needs a military escort.
That's great, Miles.
That's awesome.
First, we lose AARP here,
and now we lose you.
You got a better idea, Bass,
aside from standing here bitching?
Cos I'd love to hear it.
No? Okay.
That's Doug Friedman and Steve Hein.
Nice armbands.
We just crashed a Nazi dance party.
This should be easy.
You know what I admire about you?
Your mask.
It's genial and a bit bland. You would've
made a great game show host.
People either trust you,
or they outright dismiss you.
Ifs a good mask,
but I see beneath it.
- And what do you see?
- Squirming, conniving ambition.
I mean that as a compliment.
But what I don't get, here's a man
who's willing to poison a whole town
with some filthy plague
to advance his position an inch,
but unwilling to poison a single man
to advance his position a mile.
It's the chief of staff.
One, not my first rodeo.
Two, Doyle is not the man
who should be running this show.
You are.
The brass ring is right there.
All you have to do is grab it.
You boys look at me like that,
you better be ready to buy me dinner.
- Doyle wants to see you.
- Sorry, I'm busy right now.
Maybe another time.
Closing a little early aren't you, Marion?
Well, if it isn't Stu Redman.
Or is it Miles Matheson?
What are you doing here, Gene?
- We just want to talk.
- Really?
Is that why you're both
armed to the teeth?
No one's gonna hurt you, Marion.
Put it down, Miles.
- How about no?
- Miles. Put it down.
What do you want?
- Look, the people in town... They trust you.
- Yeah, they used to trust you, too.
- Used to.
- I need you to listen to me.
- Talk to the others...
- And crap.
Let me go!
What are you gonna do, kill me?
Huh? Blow up my bar?
- Marion.
- The things you've done.
To your own people.
How could you?
- What they're telling you, ifs a lie.
- I've seen the proof.
- Proof?
- Yeah.
Truman spoke to everyone.
He showed us the explosives in your house.
He showed us your damn journal.
It's crazy.
There are no explosives.
I have never kept a journal.
The Patriots made all that up.
Everything that has happened to this town
since they got here, it's all them.
The war clan, the typhus.
Right. And that's not crazy?
You're paranoid.
It's not paranoia if they're actually
out to get you, sweetheart.
Just kill me or let me go.
It's the kids. Marion!
That training camp, outside of town.
All the town's kids, they're...
They're doing something to their heads.
You know Kim Carson. She was a cadet.
We saw her kill her father
and then she killed herself.
Grant and Kim aren't dead.
I would've heard.
You know me, Marion.
How many years were we together?
Like together?
Good for you, Gene.
You always said
you could read me like a book.
Look at me.
Am I telling the truth now?
- You expecting somebody?
- It's why I closed early.
Marion!
Marion?
Miles: It's Truman.
- What the hell's he doing here?
- He's here for dinner.
Same as every night.
You and Truman?
Wow, Marion.
You really get around.
I have to go up there,
or else he'll suspect something.
If I meant anything to you,
don't tell him.
You know what I could use right now?
My frigging sword.
There you are.
Where were you?
I had to get us a bottle.
Tonight I could use it.
You really know how to pick them.
Tell me, what's so funny?
I'm just picturing you and Monroe.
Were you thinking matching thrones?
I think that'd be adorable.
I mean, let's be realistic.
You're a skinny-ass nobody,
Monroe's the world's heavyweight psycho.
So... I dunno.
Don't you think you're in
over your head a little bit?
You don't know me.
What I did back home.
Maybe I'm finally
where I'm supposed to be.
Ever thought of that?
What's that?
What are you doing?
Hey. Hey!
Vincent! Where you been?
It's good to see you!
Hey, you're Monroe.
Yeah, that's right.
You're Duncan Page's men.
What's left of them.
Monroe: Where's Duncan'!
She's dead.
How?
Those dicks in khaki, that's how.
The Patriots.
And we want blood.
Well, you came to the right place.
Is that really necessary?
Gold's gold. It's not like
they're not gonna need it anymore.
Monroe: Tell me what happened.
After you left Vegas,
those Patriots hit us, hard.
Word is they're taking out
every war clan they can find,
trying to bring
some civilization to the plains.
- This is all that's left?
- Duncan fought like hell, but...
They blew her face clean off.
I saw it happen.
Her and half the tribe.
That's why we're here,
to find you.
Duncan said you were here,
killing those US sons of bitches.
That's right.
Yeah, we're trying.
So you're in charge
of this little war party?
I don't want to be.
I make a damn good Indian,
but I'm no chief.
Monroe: Well, that makes sense.
After all, you need
a leader with experience.
You came to Duncan asking for men.
Well, you got them.
She ever cook like that for you?
How long were you two
together, anyway?
It was after Charlotte died.
I was alone.
So, I guess this makes
you and Truman related.
If they don't kill you, I'm gonna.
What are you doing?
Looking for something to fight with
for when Marion sells us out.
Maybe she won't.
Or maybe she definitely will.
How have you not
figured this out yet?
People always do the stupid, selfish thing
ten times outta ten.
So why are you here?
- I'm babysitting your dumb ass.
- No, I mean...
Why are you here?
If everyone's a selfish idiot...
...why are you fighting for them?
I'm fighting
to keep your girls alive.
I appreciate it. I've even made
a certain peace with you and Rachel
but I'm talking
about something bigger.
Don't you want to make things...
I don't know. Better?
News flash.
It's the apocalypse.
- Things are only getting worse.
- What makes you so sure?
- I'm serious. Tell me.
- I've been down this road before.
All right?
I set out to make things better.
Bass and I both did.
And it all went to hell.
It's blood and war.
And you want to know why?
Because people will
always do the stupid, selfish thing.
Me most of all.
I'm just trying to make up for that.
That's it.
So you're not fighting for anything?
You're just fighting back
against your own demons?
No wonder you keep losing.
Hey.
Do you know someone
named Grant Carson?
- Who?
- Grant Carson from outside of town?
His daughter Kim is
one of the cadets in your boot camp.
- Yeah.
- He usually hits the bar everyday-.
Funny thing is
I haven't seen him around.
It's not like him.
Next time you're up there,
could you ask Kim?
Ask her if she knows
where her father is?
Sure. I could do that.
Let me get you some more.
We hit the camp fast and hard.
That includes the cadets.
But don't torch any intel.
I want to find out exactly what's going on.
You got it.
Hey. This one's for Duncan.
We're ready.
We're moving out!
Bass! Don't do this.
Just wait for Miles.
I got the men I need, Rachel.
Don't have to listen to you anymore.
- What are you doing?
- If my guys are going, I'm going too.
Jason?
Jason! Wake up!
Are you okay?
I think so.
Doyle's guys lump you?
I don't remember.
Good. You're awake.
What the hell is this?
This is what I've been waiting for.
You were planning to kill me, Tom.
The president warned you,
stay on the straight and narrow.
But you just couldn't help yourself,
could you?
- You're wrong about me.
- I know about the poison, Tom.
I know everything.
It's Truman who wants
to see you dead, not me.
You've seen the chip
he has on his shoulder.
I was on my way to warn you.
Don't get me wrong,
I will take care of Truman.
So...
How about, for once
in your conniving, pathetic
and very short, little life...
...you level with me.
All right.
The truth is
Julia loved me and hated you.
She told me what a small man you are...
...in every way.
We used to laugh about you.
Yeah, we'd laugh so hard
we were worried we would choke.
How's that for leveling?
You think you're better than me?
Grab his head.
- Get your hands off of me.
- Shh, it's okay.
Doyle: All right. See that?
I say that number
and he does anything I say. Anything.
Yeah, he doesn't remember, but...
...he told me everything about you, Tom.
So after I kill you
I'm gonna send orders to Washington
to kill your wife
and then I will use your son
any way I see fit.
Why am I telling you this?
Because, Tom,
as it all fades to black...
...I want your last thought to be...
...I'm the one
who destroyed your family.
Huh? Feel like laughing now?
Dad? Dad! Dad!
Dad, if what he said is true...
Come on, boy.
That's the man you want to follow?
Good luck with that.
My God, they eat slow.
Marion: Hey! What exactly
are you fellas doing down here?
- Man: We heard a noise, ma'am.
- Marion: What you heard was my distiller.
Why don'y you get yourselves back
upstairs before you break my equipment.
- So, I take it you believe us?
- I don't know what to think. if...
If what you're saying is true,
you've ruined my life. You know that.
Come on. The guy upstairs
isn't exactly a catch.
We're engaged.
He's a kind man.
I always thought he and the Patriots
were bringing it all back.
- But none of it's true.
- Gene.
Look, I'll get you your chance to get
out of here and when I do, take it.
Marion.
I gotta admit
I was pretty sure you'd turn us in.
Thank you.
One of your men strangle this guy
with his own belt?
- You do a head count on the cadets?
- There's four still unaccounted for.
Maybe the Patriots deployed them
before we got here.
But for what?
What's that?
I found this in a locked drawer.
I don't suppose you speak Arabic?
One of the guys did two tours in the Gulf.
Let me ask him.
I'm, uh...
I'm glad to be fighting with you.
All the men are.
You know what I need? Some fresh air.
How about we go for a walk?
I don't think so.
I've been cooped up
in that bar all day.
I'm going for a walk.
You coming with me or not?
I guess I am.
- Sir.
- What happened?
The training camp was hit
by Matheson's people.
- Are you sure it was them?
- I saw the Matheson daughter.
It was them all right.
Ifs a massacre, sir.
This is all that escaped.
Woman: My son was at that camp!
I want six squads ready
on the double.
We move out in five minutes.
Hey!
- I think I made a mistake.
- What is it?
Gene Porter and Miles Matheson,
they came to me.
They lied about the Patriots.
About you.
I'm sorry.
Where are they, Marion?
Go!
Marion, what happened?
Like you don't know
what your own people did?
They're here!
Whose blood is that? Anyone we know?
How could you go with them?
- They were going with or without me.
- Don't give me that. You killed kids.
- We had to hit that camp.
- Why?
So Monroe can get his Republic back?
Morn, Monroe's deluded.
I don't care how many men he's got,
he's not getting it back.
- What makes you so sure?
- Well...
...none of us are gonna be alive
that long anyway.
But until then,
we stay standing, we keep fighting
and we do whatever it takes to win.
I didn't go for Monroe.
I went for myself.
I'm sorry.
For what?
You've been watching me and Miles,
the awful things that we do.
How could you be any different?
We made you into this weapon,
this soldier.
You are 22 years old.
You can still have a future.
- Really?
- Yes.
What are you fighting for
if you don't have any hope?
What the hell's gotten into you?
You're the scariest person I know,
and you're preaching
sharing and caring?
What's the point?
What are you fighting for?
You.
I guess I'm fighting for you.
I'm fighting so you won't be me.
Isn't it a shame? The terrorists
hit the camp and killed Doyle...
...and I had to hide in the woods
like a common criminal.
That what happened?
It looks to me like Doyle
had two men tied up in here
but they broke loose.
If I were a betting man,
I'd say Doyle had been
strangled with his own belt.
I wonder who those two men
could have been.
Well, you could file
that report to DC.
Or you could file the truth.
And what truth would that be?
Doyle was the victim of a terrorist
that he couldn't handle, but you could.
The one where you'd be
back in charge of the town again.
Little risk. Lot of reward.
- Dad! What happened?
- I zigged when I should've zagged.
- What?
- He took a bullet.
It's okay.
It went straight through.
Oh, Dad.
What the hell's going on here?
Monroe: Hey.
- Is there a problem?
- Who told you to hit that camp?
I saw an opportunity. I took it.
What happened, Miles,
you went back into town.
- Those hicks wouldn't help?
- You didn't give them much incentive.
- You shot their children.
- They wouldn't have helped anyway.
You know what people
are like deep down, right?
They do the selfish thing every time.
That's what you always say.
Look around. Two dozen men.
This is a gift. ifs a gift.
It's a start of an army. So you can
sit there with your frowny face
or you can get on board.
We take it to them
and we do some real damage.
So what's it gonna be?
Hey. My guy translated this.
You need to see it.
What's it say?
Well, at least we know
where they're taking the cadets.
To Austin.
For what?
To take down the Texas government
and kill their president.
- A warlord named Duncan Page.
They don't take orders from you.
They take orders from her.
Take the guys
and go get your Patriots.
The Willoughby reeducation center
is up and running, sir.
That boot camp is one
of the most important ones we've got.
Monroe and Matheson are at large
around the very same camp.
- Face down. Now.
- What's going on?
They're from the boot camp,
spying on us.
What's the point of saving this town
if we have to murder its children to do it?
Now they're the town's kids.
Next week they're Patriots.
Looks like trouble in paradise.
Doyle's sending men out by the dozen
searching for Monroe.
They don't know where he is.
I do.
Give me a squad of your best men
and let's get Monroe ourselves.
- Kim?
- I'm just bringing her home.
Some kind of number tattooed here.
50207.
What the hell are they...
Easy, easy, easy, easy.
No, no, no, no, no!
Move, move, move!
Hey, it's okay.
Let me help you.
Miles!
Please.
Monroe: You didn't shoot the kid,
and now he's leading them right to us.
- Miles: Thank you, Captain Obvious.
- What's going on?
The bad news is the Patriots
found our last safe house.
It's a matter of time before they find us.
But there's good news. Right, Miles?
He let the kid go, so we can die
with a clean conscience.
Miles: Yeah, I'm really sorry.
Sorry I made it harder for you and your kid
to get your discount empire back.
Oh, you didn't think we knew.
We do.
For the last three days,
all we've done is run and hide.
- We gotta hit the boot camp.
- Miles: We don't have enough guys.
- They tripled security.
- Because you let the kid go!
And he told them everything.
- Dad. Dad, where are you going?
- Into Willoughby.
- Why?
- I can't listen to another second
of these two bickering like sorority girls.
I'm gonna get us help from town.
Help we can trust.
After all the times
I saved your puckered ass.
Grandpa, it's too dangerous.
And we need men,
not a bunch of hicks.
Miles, you said yourself
we need more people.
Well, these are my people.
They are good people.
They'll fight, trust me.
What makes you think
we can trust them?
Aren't they a little drunk
on the Patriot Kool-Aid?
We talk to them.
Show them what's happening to their kids.
- They'll do the right thing.
- Yeah? Really?
When you were working
for creepy Uncle Sam, you knew the truth.
Did you do the right thing?
No.
But I'm trying to now.
I'll go with you.
- No. No.
- Yeah, me too.
No. Both of you are staying here.
I'll take him in.
If he's gonna walk into Berlin,
he needs a military escort.
That's great, Miles.
That's awesome.
First, we lose AARP here,
and now we lose you.
You got a better idea, Bass,
aside from standing here bitching?
Cos I'd love to hear it.
No? Okay.
That's Doug Friedman and Steve Hein.
Nice armbands.
We just crashed a Nazi dance party.
This should be easy.
You know what I admire about you?
Your mask.
It's genial and a bit bland. You would've
made a great game show host.
People either trust you,
or they outright dismiss you.
Ifs a good mask,
but I see beneath it.
- And what do you see?
- Squirming, conniving ambition.
I mean that as a compliment.
But what I don't get, here's a man
who's willing to poison a whole town
with some filthy plague
to advance his position an inch,
but unwilling to poison a single man
to advance his position a mile.
It's the chief of staff.
One, not my first rodeo.
Two, Doyle is not the man
who should be running this show.
You are.
The brass ring is right there.
All you have to do is grab it.
You boys look at me like that,
you better be ready to buy me dinner.
- Doyle wants to see you.
- Sorry, I'm busy right now.
Maybe another time.
Closing a little early aren't you, Marion?
Well, if it isn't Stu Redman.
Or is it Miles Matheson?
What are you doing here, Gene?
- We just want to talk.
- Really?
Is that why you're both
armed to the teeth?
No one's gonna hurt you, Marion.
Put it down, Miles.
- How about no?
- Miles. Put it down.
What do you want?
- Look, the people in town... They trust you.
- Yeah, they used to trust you, too.
- Used to.
- I need you to listen to me.
- Talk to the others...
- And crap.
Let me go!
What are you gonna do, kill me?
Huh? Blow up my bar?
- Marion.
- The things you've done.
To your own people.
How could you?
- What they're telling you, ifs a lie.
- I've seen the proof.
- Proof?
- Yeah.
Truman spoke to everyone.
He showed us the explosives in your house.
He showed us your damn journal.
It's crazy.
There are no explosives.
I have never kept a journal.
The Patriots made all that up.
Everything that has happened to this town
since they got here, it's all them.
The war clan, the typhus.
Right. And that's not crazy?
You're paranoid.
It's not paranoia if they're actually
out to get you, sweetheart.
Just kill me or let me go.
It's the kids. Marion!
That training camp, outside of town.
All the town's kids, they're...
They're doing something to their heads.
You know Kim Carson. She was a cadet.
We saw her kill her father
and then she killed herself.
Grant and Kim aren't dead.
I would've heard.
You know me, Marion.
How many years were we together?
Like together?
Good for you, Gene.
You always said
you could read me like a book.
Look at me.
Am I telling the truth now?
- You expecting somebody?
- It's why I closed early.
Marion!
Marion?
Miles: It's Truman.
- What the hell's he doing here?
- He's here for dinner.
Same as every night.
You and Truman?
Wow, Marion.
You really get around.
I have to go up there,
or else he'll suspect something.
If I meant anything to you,
don't tell him.
You know what I could use right now?
My frigging sword.
There you are.
Where were you?
I had to get us a bottle.
Tonight I could use it.
You really know how to pick them.
Tell me, what's so funny?
I'm just picturing you and Monroe.
Were you thinking matching thrones?
I think that'd be adorable.
I mean, let's be realistic.
You're a skinny-ass nobody,
Monroe's the world's heavyweight psycho.
So... I dunno.
Don't you think you're in
over your head a little bit?
You don't know me.
What I did back home.
Maybe I'm finally
where I'm supposed to be.
Ever thought of that?
What's that?
What are you doing?
Hey. Hey!
Vincent! Where you been?
It's good to see you!
Hey, you're Monroe.
Yeah, that's right.
You're Duncan Page's men.
What's left of them.
Monroe: Where's Duncan'!
She's dead.
How?
Those dicks in khaki, that's how.
The Patriots.
And we want blood.
Well, you came to the right place.
Is that really necessary?
Gold's gold. It's not like
they're not gonna need it anymore.
Monroe: Tell me what happened.
After you left Vegas,
those Patriots hit us, hard.
Word is they're taking out
every war clan they can find,
trying to bring
some civilization to the plains.
- This is all that's left?
- Duncan fought like hell, but...
They blew her face clean off.
I saw it happen.
Her and half the tribe.
That's why we're here,
to find you.
Duncan said you were here,
killing those US sons of bitches.
That's right.
Yeah, we're trying.
So you're in charge
of this little war party?
I don't want to be.
I make a damn good Indian,
but I'm no chief.
Monroe: Well, that makes sense.
After all, you need
a leader with experience.
You came to Duncan asking for men.
Well, you got them.
She ever cook like that for you?
How long were you two
together, anyway?
It was after Charlotte died.
I was alone.
So, I guess this makes
you and Truman related.
If they don't kill you, I'm gonna.
What are you doing?
Looking for something to fight with
for when Marion sells us out.
Maybe she won't.
Or maybe she definitely will.
How have you not
figured this out yet?
People always do the stupid, selfish thing
ten times outta ten.
So why are you here?
- I'm babysitting your dumb ass.
- No, I mean...
Why are you here?
If everyone's a selfish idiot...
...why are you fighting for them?
I'm fighting
to keep your girls alive.
I appreciate it. I've even made
a certain peace with you and Rachel
but I'm talking
about something bigger.
Don't you want to make things...
I don't know. Better?
News flash.
It's the apocalypse.
- Things are only getting worse.
- What makes you so sure?
- I'm serious. Tell me.
- I've been down this road before.
All right?
I set out to make things better.
Bass and I both did.
And it all went to hell.
It's blood and war.
And you want to know why?
Because people will
always do the stupid, selfish thing.
Me most of all.
I'm just trying to make up for that.
That's it.
So you're not fighting for anything?
You're just fighting back
against your own demons?
No wonder you keep losing.
Hey.
Do you know someone
named Grant Carson?
- Who?
- Grant Carson from outside of town?
His daughter Kim is
one of the cadets in your boot camp.
- Yeah.
- He usually hits the bar everyday-.
Funny thing is
I haven't seen him around.
It's not like him.
Next time you're up there,
could you ask Kim?
Ask her if she knows
where her father is?
Sure. I could do that.
Let me get you some more.
We hit the camp fast and hard.
That includes the cadets.
But don't torch any intel.
I want to find out exactly what's going on.
You got it.
Hey. This one's for Duncan.
We're ready.
We're moving out!
Bass! Don't do this.
Just wait for Miles.
I got the men I need, Rachel.
Don't have to listen to you anymore.
- What are you doing?
- If my guys are going, I'm going too.
Jason?
Jason! Wake up!
Are you okay?
I think so.
Doyle's guys lump you?
I don't remember.
Good. You're awake.
What the hell is this?
This is what I've been waiting for.
You were planning to kill me, Tom.
The president warned you,
stay on the straight and narrow.
But you just couldn't help yourself,
could you?
- You're wrong about me.
- I know about the poison, Tom.
I know everything.
It's Truman who wants
to see you dead, not me.
You've seen the chip
he has on his shoulder.
I was on my way to warn you.
Don't get me wrong,
I will take care of Truman.
So...
How about, for once
in your conniving, pathetic
and very short, little life...
...you level with me.
All right.
The truth is
Julia loved me and hated you.
She told me what a small man you are...
...in every way.
We used to laugh about you.
Yeah, we'd laugh so hard
we were worried we would choke.
How's that for leveling?
You think you're better than me?
Grab his head.
- Get your hands off of me.
- Shh, it's okay.
Doyle: All right. See that?
I say that number
and he does anything I say. Anything.
Yeah, he doesn't remember, but...
...he told me everything about you, Tom.
So after I kill you
I'm gonna send orders to Washington
to kill your wife
and then I will use your son
any way I see fit.
Why am I telling you this?
Because, Tom,
as it all fades to black...
...I want your last thought to be...
...I'm the one
who destroyed your family.
Huh? Feel like laughing now?
Dad? Dad! Dad!
Dad, if what he said is true...
Come on, boy.
That's the man you want to follow?
Good luck with that.
My God, they eat slow.
Marion: Hey! What exactly
are you fellas doing down here?
- Man: We heard a noise, ma'am.
- Marion: What you heard was my distiller.
Why don'y you get yourselves back
upstairs before you break my equipment.
- So, I take it you believe us?
- I don't know what to think. if...
If what you're saying is true,
you've ruined my life. You know that.
Come on. The guy upstairs
isn't exactly a catch.
We're engaged.
He's a kind man.
I always thought he and the Patriots
were bringing it all back.
- But none of it's true.
- Gene.
Look, I'll get you your chance to get
out of here and when I do, take it.
Marion.
I gotta admit
I was pretty sure you'd turn us in.
Thank you.
One of your men strangle this guy
with his own belt?
- You do a head count on the cadets?
- There's four still unaccounted for.
Maybe the Patriots deployed them
before we got here.
But for what?
What's that?
I found this in a locked drawer.
I don't suppose you speak Arabic?
One of the guys did two tours in the Gulf.
Let me ask him.
I'm, uh...
I'm glad to be fighting with you.
All the men are.
You know what I need? Some fresh air.
How about we go for a walk?
I don't think so.
I've been cooped up
in that bar all day.
I'm going for a walk.
You coming with me or not?
I guess I am.
- Sir.
- What happened?
The training camp was hit
by Matheson's people.
- Are you sure it was them?
- I saw the Matheson daughter.
It was them all right.
Ifs a massacre, sir.
This is all that escaped.
Woman: My son was at that camp!
I want six squads ready
on the double.
We move out in five minutes.
Hey!
- I think I made a mistake.
- What is it?
Gene Porter and Miles Matheson,
they came to me.
They lied about the Patriots.
About you.
I'm sorry.
Where are they, Marion?
Go!
Marion, what happened?
Like you don't know
what your own people did?
They're here!
Whose blood is that? Anyone we know?
How could you go with them?
- They were going with or without me.
- Don't give me that. You killed kids.
- We had to hit that camp.
- Why?
So Monroe can get his Republic back?
Morn, Monroe's deluded.
I don't care how many men he's got,
he's not getting it back.
- What makes you so sure?
- Well...
...none of us are gonna be alive
that long anyway.
But until then,
we stay standing, we keep fighting
and we do whatever it takes to win.
I didn't go for Monroe.
I went for myself.
I'm sorry.
For what?
You've been watching me and Miles,
the awful things that we do.
How could you be any different?
We made you into this weapon,
this soldier.
You are 22 years old.
You can still have a future.
- Really?
- Yes.
What are you fighting for
if you don't have any hope?
What the hell's gotten into you?
You're the scariest person I know,
and you're preaching
sharing and caring?
What's the point?
What are you fighting for?
You.
I guess I'm fighting for you.
I'm fighting so you won't be me.
Isn't it a shame? The terrorists
hit the camp and killed Doyle...
...and I had to hide in the woods
like a common criminal.
That what happened?
It looks to me like Doyle
had two men tied up in here
but they broke loose.
If I were a betting man,
I'd say Doyle had been
strangled with his own belt.
I wonder who those two men
could have been.
Well, you could file
that report to DC.
Or you could file the truth.
And what truth would that be?
Doyle was the victim of a terrorist
that he couldn't handle, but you could.
The one where you'd be
back in charge of the town again.
Little risk. Lot of reward.
- Dad! What happened?
- I zigged when I should've zagged.
- What?
- He took a bullet.
It's okay.
It went straight through.
Oh, Dad.
What the hell's going on here?
Monroe: Hey.
- Is there a problem?
- Who told you to hit that camp?
I saw an opportunity. I took it.
What happened, Miles,
you went back into town.
- Those hicks wouldn't help?
- You didn't give them much incentive.
- You shot their children.
- They wouldn't have helped anyway.
You know what people
are like deep down, right?
They do the selfish thing every time.
That's what you always say.
Look around. Two dozen men.
This is a gift. ifs a gift.
It's a start of an army. So you can
sit there with your frowny face
or you can get on board.
We take it to them
and we do some real damage.
So what's it gonna be?
Hey. My guy translated this.
You need to see it.
What's it say?
Well, at least we know
where they're taking the cadets.
To Austin.
For what?
To take down the Texas government
and kill their president.