Y: The Last Man (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 10 - Victoria - full transcript
As the Amazons close in on Marrisville, Nora reaches a breaking point. Yorick makes a new connection while 355 faces her past.
‐Previously on
Y: The Last Man...
‐(ticking)
‐Run!
‐(dings) I'm the president.
‐Enough bullshit!
‐Jennifer's son is alive.
She killed two soldiers
to keep it quiet.
(screams)
AGENT 525:
When'd she recruit you?
She doesn't want to be found.
‐(beeps)
‐Even by us.
‐SONIA: What's this?
‐AGENT 355: Vibrator?
Half the world died.
That was pretty weird.
(chuckles)
Hero?
She's a pistol.
World ended, and she's
still stubborn as hell.
‐SAM: What did she say?
‐That I'm selfish
and self‐destructive
and, uh, cruel.
Men ruined my life.
Every last one of them
deserves to die.
That's a waste of time.
We need a place to live.
Supplies.
I saw a man in a market
near Boston. He's nearby.
A town with electricity.
Electricity? You're right.
We should do it.
This one first.
‐ROXANNE: Why him?
‐NORA: He's nearby.
Town with food, electricity.
Everything we need.
He can't hide. Not from us.
‐(soft jazz music playing)
‐(indistinct chatter)
‐WAITER: Any for you, ma'am?
‐WOMAN: No, thank you.
(Yorick speaking indistinctly)
I sit on the edge of it so
I'm eye level with the audience.
I kind of meet them there.
‐Did you know
Elvis had a twin brother?
‐DEAN: I did
‐know that. I think I told you.
‐YORICK: I know.
It's not
a question and answer thing.
I thought you quit.
‐What gave you that impression?
‐So,
‐his name was Jesse...
‐Garon Presley.
‐Really?
‐Let him finish.
‐Sorry. I just can't believe
I remembered that.
‐YORICK: Okay.
So, his name
was Jesse Garon Presley,
and he was stillborn
mere minutes before Gladys
gave birth to the King.
They buried him in a shoebox.
And that's when I...
‐That's when
I take out the shoebox.
‐DEAN: Do you think
people at a magic show
want to be thinking
‐about stillborn babies?
‐YORICK: No. No, no.
The... The...
It's‐it's a question
that I'm asking the audience.
Right? Why does fate
choose one man over another?
What if Jesse had lived
and Elvis had died?
‐What if‐what if
they had both lived?
‐JENNIFER: What if Jesse
‐was even better than Elvis? Mm.
‐YORICK: Exactly.
‐So, this is performance art?
‐BETH: No,
it's still an escape...
YORICK:
It's... I'm telling you
about it. So, in the box,
there are chains, a rope,
‐a pair of handcuffs.
‐Oh, thank God.
I was getting worried.
‐(chuckles)
‐YORICK: I take them out
one at a time.
Uh, the first one represents,
"my mother is a congresswoman,
chair
of the House Intel Committee..."
How did I get dragged into this?
It's not‐it's not
a bad thing, okay?
Then my dad,
this one represents,
"my dad is a professor.
Tenured..."
Not chair of the
Intel Committee, but still...
Well, you did win a raffle
one time, honey.
A DVD player
at a Boy Scout raffle.
‐You should
totally mention that.
‐(laughs)
YORICK:
I will mention that. So,
I take them out one at a time.
It goes on like that, right?
My parents' marriage,
‐my girlfriend's PhD, my...
‐What about me?
Yeah, you, too. You, too.
No, my sister is a paramedic.
You know, blue ribbons
in horseback riding.
I'm kidding.
I don't want to be a chain
‐keeping you down.
‐It's not a chain
keeping me down.
It's a poorly constructed
metaphor? No, I get it.
‐Mm, well...
‐It's a work in progress.
What do... What do you mean?
Do you think it needs something?
‐I just mean
that you're still working on it.
‐No, I shouldn't...
‐I shouldn't have mentioned
anything. It's, like, too early.
‐No.
‐Oh.
‐I think it's very interesting.
I do.
Why don't you try
eating something.
DEAN:
Is the idea
that you're weighed down
by familial expectations?
No. No, no, no, no.
No, it's the burden
of the straight cis white guy
whose mom's in fucking Congress.
DEAN:
Come on.
‐Come on.
‐JENNIFER: Hero. It's a joke.
What?
♪
♪
♪
♪
Get up. You okay?
Yeah.
Thanks. Thanks.
ROXANNE:
Think this guy's for real?
A survivor in Ohio?
Doesn't matter.
Look how fast we got here.
The girls are all fired up.
Yeah, what happens if they
find out it's all bullshit?
Well, we'll have a place
with resources,
and they won't care.
You're all business, Nora.
You ever had any fun?
It's got to be
at least kind of interesting
‐being a mother right now.
‐"Interesting."
The world's gonna end.
You don't have to raise your kid
to be somebody's wife
or somebody's mother.
She'll never have
to punch a clock.
Have a boss.
There's some freedom in that
if you get the stick
out of your ass.
What's this?
(both click tongues)
This is what I'm gonna do
with you.
(Ampersand chitters)
Hey!
Hey.
You seen Yorick?
Inside.
Eating breakfast.
Do you think he knows
about the Sunda rat? Who?
Muller's giant Sunda rat.
Extinct now.
It's only got
a six‐month life span.
We still have a little more time
to save whales,
but we're gonna lose mice soon.
And bunnies.
You think he knows
how fucked we are?
Oh, he only knows about crackers
and flinging his own shit.
‐Sh‐Should we get him?
‐He'll stay close.
He likes me more than Yorick. Oh.
It happened again?
Is there something
I could do to help?
I could tie you to the bed.
Oh, that sounded...
‐I just meant that...
‐Yeah, I've tried that.
Turns out I can
escape restraints in my sleep.
Has anything helped? A sandbag.
I tied a ten‐pound sandbag
to my arm once.
Slept like a baby.
Hmm.
(chuckles softly)
Not very practical for travel.
Anyway, uh, Janis says
we can have a couple ATVs,
so, we should be able
to get pretty far.
We were getting somewhere
just now.
We were talking like people.
Look, the longer we stay here,
the more danger he's in. I...
I'm feeling better, okay?
It's time. He'll be disappointed.
He likes it here.
(scoffs softly)
Well, he'll live.
They got a greenhouse.
NICOLE:
Greenhouse?
They got fucking lights.
SONIA:
So, what's the idea?
You become Johnny Appledick,
‐the Universal Donor?
‐(chokes, clears throat)
You ever try knocking someone up
the old‐fashioned way?
Uh, no. No,
Beth was pretty adamant
that there wouldn't be kids
until she was on tenure track,
‐so...
‐But you wanted kids.
‐Mm‐hmm.
‐Always?
‐No reservations?
‐Yeah. Hmm.
Have you slept with anyone
since...
(gasps softly)
Wait.
Are you one of those guys
that thinks sex is a big deal?
What is happening right now?
How many women
have you slept with?
(chuckles)
Huh. Well, I've...
never really counted before,
but, um... one.
You're fucking with me.
No. Beth and I got together
when we were, uh, young. So...
Morning.
Uh, you want some coffee?
We leave tomorrow.
NORA:
Main Street. The river.
Community center.
Library. Greenhouse.
It's a goddamn paradise.
‐It's ours for the taking.
‐How many people
on the east side?
‐Seven.
‐And 13 on the main drag.
JODI:
Another ten in some
of the houses. Maybe a few more.
That's what we could see.
We didn't want to get too close.
NICOLE:
Town's pretty empty.
Doesn't mean
they won't defend themselves.
We can take
a handful of soccer moms.
They've got electricity,
clean water, food.
They're smart enough
to figure that out.
I wasn't talking about you,
Nora.
‐Hey, Mackenzie.
‐MACK: What? You play soccer?
(chuckles)
We'll split up
into three groups.
Take the horses, we can
get out quick if we need to.
Hit them fast,
drive them onto the street,
where we can
keep them surrounded.
Make them think there's
more of us than there are.
How 'bout this?
We start shooting.
Scare the fuck out of them.
They run off
‐into the sunset.
‐RUTH: Hey!
‐Get out of the fucking pool!
‐We found this place! It's ours!
RUTH:
We were gone barely an hour.
HERO:
Why don't you put the gun down.
What are your names?
‐What?
‐HERO: Your names.
‐DIANA: Diana.
‐RUTH: Ruth. Well, Diana, Ruth,
we like it here.
We're having fun.
Maybe you should go
to one of the survivor's camps.
Let the government
take care of you.
There is no government.
Camps?
Camps are disbanding.
That's where we came from.
Rioters stormed the Pentagon,
killed the president. Bullshit.
Shot her in the head.
People are building bonfires
on the roof.
You don't have to go home,
but you can't stay here.
Go on, get.
BETH:
But... Okay, so,
we've generally accepted
the notion that democracy
is the only, um,
civilized governing model.
Personal freedoms, capitalism,
‐self‐determination.
‐DEAN: Uh‐oh,
she's coming for you, Jen.
‐Oh, no, that's not what I...
‐JENNIFER: You won't catch me
banging the drum for capitalism.
But don't quote her on that.
All right, ignore him.
Keep going.
Okay, well, this community
is matrilineal, collectivist.
It's based on the idea
that your actions
actually affect other people
and...
What's happening on your phone?
Sorry, work thing.
‐When does the, uh,
fellowship start?
‐BETH: Oh, I'm not sure
I'm gonna take it yet be...
I just found out.
Oh, my God, you're taking it.
She's taking it.
‐Thousands of people applied.
‐BETH: Hundreds, not thousands.
‐DEAN: Your mom
must be thrilled.
‐BETH: Uh,
I don't think it's really
hit her that I might be leaving,
‐so...
‐YORICK: Oh, come on,
she's so excited.
She's been talking
about Christmas in Sydney.
I think we should all go.
L‐Let's let her get settled
before we start making
‐our vacation plans.
‐I'm not even sure
‐if I'm gonna...
‐YORICK: Oh, come on.
It's exciting, babe. Babe,
it's okay to be excited.
Congratulations, Beth. Cheers.
(glasses clink)
(footsteps approaching)
BETH:
Couldn't find any hair dye.
We should cut it off.
Or shave it, maybe. Um,
do you have a razor around here?
(laughs)
You think I'm gonna...
I'm not shaving my head.
You can't walk around
out there like that.
What happened to you?
Those women in the Pentagon
were working their ass off
24 hours a day
to fix problems
you don't even know exist!
Yeah, can't be fixed.
System's broken.
So, that was your plan?
That clusterfuck?
Anarchy is the big idea?
Where's Yorick?
(chuckles)
You think I know?
Well, how do we find him?
‐You don't.
‐You won't survive out there
without me.
Lot's been going on
since you locked yourself up
in your little fucking fortress,
okay? The world has changed.
You stay here,
they will find you.
And they will probably kill you.
Pack what you can carry.
We'll leave when it gets dark.
I mean, she acts tough
and wants everybody to think
she's a stone‐cold badass.
You know, defender of democracy.
But in reality,
she's, uh, she's kind of...
‐Kind of what?
‐Well, I was gonna say lonely,
but I'm just realizing
you're, uh...
you're like
the super spy version of my mom.
No, I'm not.
‐No, it's a compliment.
‐No, I am not your mother.
‐I know. It was a joke.
‐And I'm not lonely.
Uh, you're not?
How is that possible?
I don't know. I don't need
as much attention as you do?
So, what about your spy friends?
The, uh, the Culper Ring.
Is that really what it's called?
My handler was a man.
So, what, you're the only woman
in the whole organization?
Uh, no, they keep us separate.
Siloed.
I don't really know anybody else.
Well...
(exhales)
We're safe here. I mean,
we have everything we need.
Maybe, uh... maybe we stay?
At least‐at least until we can
make contact with my mom?
We can't stay 'cause
there's a pretty girl in town.
YORICK:
Look, that's not what I'm...
Listen, I just think
that we should consider...
AGENT 355:
No, the lab's in San Francisco.
‐YORICK: Yeah.
‐AGENT 355: And every day
that we stay here,
another species dies.
Ask Allison
about the freaking Sunda rat.
Do you really think
she can fix this?
I mean, look,
I know she's smart, but...
Come on.
‐We could stay...
‐They're throwing us
a goodbye party.
It's supposed to be a surprise,
but I didn't want you
to kill anyone, so... Heads up.
DEAN:
Have you thought any more
about, uh,
reapplying to school?
I know that you...
I went to school
to be a paramedic.
‐You know what I mean.
‐HERO: Did you think
I just woke up one day
and started riding around
in an ambulance?
The longer you take
to get your bachelor's degree,
‐the harder it's gonna be...
‐HERO: I'm not...
Uh, Hero's dating someone.
‐Are you kidding me?
‐YORICK: What?
Come on, every time
we try to hang out with you,
‐you're too busy.
‐Has it occurred to you
you're just not that fun
to hang out with? (laughs)
‐YORICK: Oh.
‐JENNIFER: Oh.
‐Not you.
‐(Beth chuckles)
‐No, it's true, it's true.
Our idea of fun
doesn't involve
pushing the human limits
of alcohol consumption.
JENNIFER:
Yorick. Very well.
JENNIFER:
Is it true, Hero?
Is there someone? Uh...
Yeah. Yes,
I am, uh, dating someone,
whatever that means.
‐I'm dating a man.
‐JENNIFER: Well,
‐that's great. That's exciting.
‐DEAN: Who is he?
Do we get to meet him?
His name is Mike.
DEAN:
Mike.
‐Sounds like a good guy.
‐You're trying too hard, honey.
He's married. But he's...
They're getting a...
No. Still going strong. Hero.
What? That's why
you've never met him.
He's busy most nights.
His wife's having a baby.
JENNIFER:
What is this? What are you doing?
Well, I'm dating a man.
His name is Mike.
You asked. That's the answer.
You can't do this.
You have to end it.
HERO:
Okay.
Dad, do you want
to back me up here?
No. Your mom's right.
Who are you texting?
Hey, maybe, uh,
drink a fucking glass of water.
‐He's been texting all night.
‐DEAN: No, I haven't.
You've had too much to drink.
Dad's fucking his T. A.,
and I'm the asshole?
‐Lower your voice, please.
‐Show them your phone, Dad.
You are such fucking hypocrites.
Think I should maybe, um, uh...
Why should I keep your secrets?
‐You never back me up.
You never defend me.
‐YORICK: Hero, this is...
Yorick,
why don't you have my back
‐for once in your fucking life.
‐JENNIFER: You know what?
‐They know me here. We don't
have to wait for the check.
‐Mom...
No, it's...
I'm sorry to do this.
Things are getting crazy
at work. I really should go.
And, Beth, my dear,
congratulations again.
‐Thank you.
‐DEAN: Jen,
let me come with you.
I guess this is my fault.
(scoffs softly)
(whispering indistinctly)
JENNIFER:
I, uh...
Make sure your sister
gets home safe. Okay.
(zipper rasping)
(footsteps approaching)
(glass breaks in distance)
♪
‐(stun gun zaps)
‐SAM: Oh, fuck! Shit.
Stop, please.
‐Sam?
‐BETH: Sam.
‐What the fuck?
‐BETH: Oh, my God.
(chuckles):
I am so sorry. Are you okay?
‐JENNIFER: Is Hero with you?
‐BETH: What are you doing here?
I've been looking... I've been
looking for you. I was with her,
‐but... She needs our help.
‐Where is she here?
‐We have to... I‐I...
‐She's alive?
‐I couldn't stay with her but...
‐JENNIFER: Where is she?
There's a van around the corner.
Is it yours?
There's someone
watching the house.
Okay, we need to move right now.
‐Come on.
‐JENNIFER: Okay.
BETH:
Go.
(knocking on door)
CAPTOR:
You're surrounded.
We're gonna need you
to come with us.
♪
(women laughing)
(splashing)
You know, I vetted your mom
‐when Campbell
was considering her for VP.
‐Really?
We asked her if she had
any skeletons, liabilities,
‐things we should know about.
‐And, what, she said me?
Some guy grilled me
for, like, nine hours.
My brother
had a 30‐minute phone call.
Yeah, we're not that different,
actually.
We both spent our whole lives
trying to be perfect.
You just cracked sooner.
Who names a kid Hero?
I mean, come on,
who can live up to that?
It's Shakespeare.
‐Much Ado About Nothing.
‐Ah, right. Yeah, sure. Uh...
Hero is the one getting married.
The ingenue.
Her fiancé gets tricked
into thinking she's a whore
and abandons her at the altar.
It's a comedy.
I changed my name.
‐When I left home.
‐Really?
NORA:
My mom gave me
a stuffy old‐lady name.
I think it made her feel...
rich or something.
Anytime anyone said my name,
it just pissed me off.
She didn't know me at all.
We have mourners in our midst.
Give us a minute, how about?
Cry about the Pentagon, really?
It's not Nora's fault.
She's spent her whole life
playing by their rules.
And she was good at it.
Tomorrow we move
into our new home.
The Amazons are celebrating.
(cheering, clamoring)
Guess I'm gonna get drunk.
Don't fucking talk to me
like that.
Hey, I thought
we were celebrating!
(cheering, clamoring)
("Deep Shadows"
by Little Ann playing)
♪ He doesn't know ♪
♪ Just how I feel... ♪
ALLISON:
You're hiding, too?
(laughing):
No, I'm tired. I'm going to bed.
What?
No, I didn't say anything.
What if we get to San Francisco
and I can't fix this?
I mean, you probably can't.
It's a lot to ask of one person.
Even if they are the smartest
person in the world.
I never said I was the smartest.
You're in
the conversation, though.
Which ain't bad.
We have to try, right?
This okay? Yeah.
Not a‐a sandbag, but...
It's good.
Where will you go? Uh...
San Francisco. Hmm.
Yeah, there's a lab there.
‐Mm‐hmm.
‐So... I'll miss you.
♪ Darling, darling,
don't leave me, now... ♪
Yeah.
‐(chuckles softly)
‐Uh, yeah.
Yeah, no,
I'll miss you guys, too.
I know you feel guilty.
For... for liking it here.
No. No.
Time's not as linear
as you perceive it.
I'm serio... I'm serious. Okay.
You think that all the moments
of your life are dots on a line
and the line's moving forward.
One thing leads to another,
right?
That accurately describes
my perception of time, yes.
Well, I guess
that when you've done...
bad things you hope that that's
really not how it is at all.
Because if it is,
then it's just,
it's just the moments before
and the moments after
the worst thing I... ever did.
Which is that I killed someone.
WOMAN:
Somebody change the music! Oh.
I wish there was a way
I could tell you about it
that would make you
understand or...
‐feel bad for me.
‐Hey... I know enough.
I know you now.
I guess if time was
more like an ocean,
then you can't just
pick one moment out.
It's all mixed together‐‐
the good and the bad.
You‐you can...
you can miss your girlfriend...
and you can make new friends.
Doesn't mean
you miss her any less. You...
♪ I wait patiently ♪
♪ When you're alone ♪
♪ The going gets rough ♪
♪ Come back, come back,
come back ♪
♪ I've had enough. ♪
(crickets chirping)
(footsteps echo)
(exhales)
You got your period.
It's exciting.
(chuckles) Why?
I don't know.
That's just
what my mother told me.
You know I love you, right? Yeah.
I'm sorry.
For what?
(exhales)
We'll find a chain.
You can wear it
around your neck.
No, you should keep it.
I love your dad and Connor.
And I miss them.
And we're never gonna
stop missing them.
But you're a woman now.
And I need you
to be brave and strong.
‐You sound like Roxanne.
‐No. Roxanne sounds like me.
MAN'S VOICE:
Kim.
KIMBERLY:
What...?
(moaning)
(panting)
(heavy breathing)
(gasps)
(mutters)
(grunting)
Oh. Christine?
‐Is someone here?
‐No, no. You're safe.
‐What time is it?
‐I know how to fix this.
I know what we need to do.
‐I see it.
‐What? A future. My future.
Your future, o‐our future,
all of our futures.
All we need is him.
(birds chirping)
(exhales)
♪
(hooves clopping)
Ladies of Marrisville!
Wake the fuck up!
The fuck is this?
We hear you've got
a man in town.
Well, look at that‐‐ you do.
I half thought it was bullshit.
Well, produce
the son of a bitch.
(screams)
Hey!
You want to hurt someone,
hurt me. Oh, yeah? You in charge?
You president of the PTA?
Where is he?
You want to die
to protect a man?
You gonna die a traitor.
Or your other option is...
you can run.
Pray we never catch up with you.
To be fair, I'll give you
a little head start.
(laughs)
All right then run, bitch.
Time's a‐wastin'.
Ten, nine...
(gunshots)
You have no idea
who you're dealing with.
‐(gunshot in distance)
‐(horse neighs) What was that?
Get dressed.
Hey, were those gunshots?
We got to move. You got a weapon?
Whoever's out there,
they can't find him, understand?
Yes.
Janis will hold them off
as long as she can
till we get there.
We knew sooner or later
someone would come.
We're prepared.
‐You need to get him
out of here.
‐No, no, no, no!
We all need to get out of here.
(gunshots)
(Ampersand screeching)
They've got horses, shotguns.
There's a silo about a mile
from here‐‐ it's clear of town.
Go, go, go, go, go.
I'll meet you there.
No, no, hey, hey!
I'm not leaving you here.
Yes, you are. Go. Now. Go.
‐ATHENA: Is he in there?
‐NICOLE: Come on outside.
In ten seconds,
we start shooting.
Leave it. Trust me.
You come out or we're coming in!
We're unarmed.
We don't want any trouble!
Please don't hurt us!
Holy shit.
Start walking.
Somebody wants to meet you.
(twig snaps)
We don't like killing people.
But we will defend what's ours.
Y'all need to break free.
Don't die to protect some man.
ROXANNE:
Consider us your wake‐up call.
‐Roxanne!
‐C Block! Let's go!
‐(gunfire)
‐(shouting, clamoring)
Go, go!
(grunts)
‐(horse neighs)
‐(screams)
(shouting, grunting)
(gunshots continuing
in distance)
Ow! Ow!
Please, please...
(neighs)
Run. Run!
(shouting, clamoring)
‐Let's go!
‐(indistinct chatter) Cover me!
Mack! Mack!
‐Go, I got you! Go! Go!
‐Okay. Mack! (grunts)
Mack!
Mack! Mom! Watch out! Jodi!
‐Stay back!
‐I can help! No!
Mom, I can help. I'm strong.
I'm strong.
Now! Now!
Come here, come here, come here.
Hey, you're okay, Jodi.
You're okay.
You're okay, we've got you.
We've got you.
Hold my hand, honey.
Hold my hand, baby.
Here, look at us.
Yeah, you're okay.
Sonia!
‐No!
‐(shouts) No! No, Sonia, no!
(grunts)
Stop, Sonia, stop!
‐No, no, no, no!
‐(shouts)
(panting)
‐Where have you been?
‐Yorick? You're alive!
(crying)
‐How are you alive?!
‐I looked for you!
I can't... I can't
believe you're here. Mom is dead.
‐What? What?
‐She's...
They stormed the Pentagon,
they killed her.
(stammers)
W‐What, what, wait, wait, wait.
‐Wait, what?
‐Listen to me,
‐you have to get out of here!
‐What's going on?
‐Who is this?
‐This is my sister,
guys!
Hero, Hero!
Where did you hear this?
Where did you hear this?
‐You have to run.
‐What?
‐They're coming for you.
‐Who? Amazons.
What is that, Hero?
What does that mean?
They're gonna kill you.
‐What are you talking about?
‐Who is?
They're gonna find you
and they're gonna kill you.
YORICK:
Why?
So the new world can be born.
‐(gunshot)
‐What...
Oh, my God, oh, my God!
No, no, no, no, fuck!
Hero, get down!
‐ALLISON: She's dead, Yorick.
‐Yorick.
NICOLE:
Hero!
‐HERO: Run.
‐NICOLE: Hero! Right now.
Or I will shoot you!
‐(gunshot)
‐(Allison screams)
‐Run!
ALLISON:
Yorick!
This way! This way!
This way! This way!
(gunshot)
YORICK:
...that this is really
the time to do it, isn't it?
I mean,
I can't even look at her.
‐BETH: She's upset.
‐YORICK: No, no, no. No.
No, she's selfish. I'm sorry,
but she always has been.
Could you please promise me
when we have kids,
we won't fuck them up like this?
Hey. Hey.
Hey, um, I think
we're gonna head out, actually.
He's tired.
‐What? I thought
we were grabbing a drink.
‐Uh, car is here.
Yorick.
‐What the fuck happened?
‐Just take her home. I'm sorry.
‐YORICK: Beth.
‐BETH: Yeah. Coming.
(car door closes)
Hero. I made a mess.
(kissing)
Come on.
(gunshots)
♪
(indistinct shouting)
(crying)
♪
ROXANNE:
Oh, hell, no.
‐(click)
‐Fuck!
NORA:
Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!
We surrender!
What the fuck are you doing?
‐Give me that gun.
‐We surrender!
Can't shoot them
after they've surrendered.
Hold your fire!
‐Hold your fire. Hold.
‐(gunfire stops) Hold.
‐Go.
‐(grunts)
ROXANNE:
Bullshit.
Surrender.
Fuck you! Fuck you!
Fuck off!
You fucking coward!
Fuck you!
Fuck you all! Fuck you!
Out of my fucking way!
Fucking shit!
Stupid fucking shit!
Fuck this shit!
(grunting, shouting)
♪
(panting)
Are you shot? I'll be fine.
My brother is alive.
I don't know how.
No one else knows.
ROXANNE:
You were supposed
to be warriors.
The fuck was that?
But you're cowards.
Every last one of you.
‐That's enough.
‐ROXANNE: Oh. There she is.
Biggest coward of them all.
"I surrender."
‐It was a suicide mission.
You don't listen.
‐ROXANNE: Well,
‐this ain't a democracy, Nora.
‐NORA: No plan.
No exit strategy.
Just fucking bullshit and lies.
‐They lost their friends.
‐Their friends died heroes.
Tell them who you really are.
ROXANNE:
Oh, they know who I am.
I've known
a million girls like Nora.
They walk into the room,
shut the door behind them.
(gasps)
"I'm so special.
I'm just like them."
Well, fuck that,
fuck those girls and fuck you.
And I've known
a million men like you.
‐Here we go.
‐I've spent my entire life
making assholes seem reasonable.
Go fuck yourself.
You've got them all
living in fear.
You girls are afraid of me?
NORA:
Shame and humiliation
and then compliments.
Yeah, I remember that.
Every man I ever worked for.
I am fucking done
with your shit, Nora.
That's not my name.
No vision, right?
‐Yeah.
‐NORA: I'm scared?
I already tried your bullshit
20 fucking years ago.
My mom named me Victoria.
I hated it.
I hated her.
I changed my name.
Got married. Had kids.
I worked
for the fucking president.
It doesn't work.
The real you is a shadow,
and it is always there.
Athena, Hero, please escort
this bitch out of my face.
NORA:
She wants to change you.
She wants to brand you. Chip away
until you're exactly
what she wants you to be.
Any of that sound familiar?
Oh, fuck this shit.
(scoffs)
‐(gun cocks)
‐(women gasp)
ROXANNE:
You don't have the guts.
♪
We don't have
to reinvent ourselves.
We don't serve Roxanne.
We don't belong to anyone.
This world will learn to fear us
because we'll show them
exactly who we are.
Hey. Ah! Oh. Oh.
‐You good?
‐Yeah.
‐Is he inside?
‐Wait, wait, wait. What?
She told you? I'm sorry.
My sister's brainwashed.
And my mother's dead.
Um...
The Pentagon.
Everywhere I go.
Everything I touch. Sonia.
I should have died.
None of this would've happened.
(Yorick sniffles)
You want to know something
about me?
When I was growing up,
my grandmother lived with us.
She was a musician. A singer.
One night, when I was 12,
she took me to a club.
So, my parents come home,
we aren't there.
When they finally find us,
my dad's...
screaming at her, you know?
"What's wrong with you?
What were you thinking?"
So, we pile into the minivan,
and everybody's angry.
Especially me, because that was
the best night of my life.
And then,
when we're a half mile
from home,
a drunk driver jumps the lane,
my dad swerves and hits a tree
going 60 miles an hour.
Suddenly, I'm alone.
It's like, everybody's angry,
and then they were gone.
I should've died, but I didn't.
I survived.
You will, too.
I'm sorry about your mother.
You're free to go if you want.
What?
I take my orders
from the president.
If she's dead...
You can give this up.
Go live your life.
Find Beth. Wait. He...
I don't want to be
a liability anymore. Or a pawn.
Or a Y chromosome with legs.
If we do this,
I can't be helpless.
Okay? You have to teach me.
Now,
I'm‐I'm‐I'm a quick learner,
‐and I think I...
‐Okay. Okay? Prove it.
Did you see anything?
How long were we moving?
Only a couple hours.
‐(exhales)
‐Who are these people? Shh.
(whispers):
We're being watched.
You want me to go in there?
‐Talk to them?
‐Not yet.
Come get me
when she's on the move.
ALLISON:
Whose car is that?
AGENT 355:
I think it's ours.
YORICK:
How'd they find us?
(beeps)
It's a full tank of gas.
(car warning chiming)
(Ampersand chittering)
(gasps, exhales)
Refrigerated storage.
Vials for blood samples.
Sterilization equipment.
‐Needles.
‐How did they know?
They're watching us.
Coordinates and a map.
They want us to come in.
♪
The Culper Ring.
They're like your family, right?
♪
♪
Captioned by
Media Access Group at WGBH
Y: The Last Man...
‐(ticking)
‐Run!
‐(dings) I'm the president.
‐Enough bullshit!
‐Jennifer's son is alive.
She killed two soldiers
to keep it quiet.
(screams)
AGENT 525:
When'd she recruit you?
She doesn't want to be found.
‐(beeps)
‐Even by us.
‐SONIA: What's this?
‐AGENT 355: Vibrator?
Half the world died.
That was pretty weird.
(chuckles)
Hero?
She's a pistol.
World ended, and she's
still stubborn as hell.
‐SAM: What did she say?
‐That I'm selfish
and self‐destructive
and, uh, cruel.
Men ruined my life.
Every last one of them
deserves to die.
That's a waste of time.
We need a place to live.
Supplies.
I saw a man in a market
near Boston. He's nearby.
A town with electricity.
Electricity? You're right.
We should do it.
This one first.
‐ROXANNE: Why him?
‐NORA: He's nearby.
Town with food, electricity.
Everything we need.
He can't hide. Not from us.
‐(soft jazz music playing)
‐(indistinct chatter)
‐WAITER: Any for you, ma'am?
‐WOMAN: No, thank you.
(Yorick speaking indistinctly)
I sit on the edge of it so
I'm eye level with the audience.
I kind of meet them there.
‐Did you know
Elvis had a twin brother?
‐DEAN: I did
‐know that. I think I told you.
‐YORICK: I know.
It's not
a question and answer thing.
I thought you quit.
‐What gave you that impression?
‐So,
‐his name was Jesse...
‐Garon Presley.
‐Really?
‐Let him finish.
‐Sorry. I just can't believe
I remembered that.
‐YORICK: Okay.
So, his name
was Jesse Garon Presley,
and he was stillborn
mere minutes before Gladys
gave birth to the King.
They buried him in a shoebox.
And that's when I...
‐That's when
I take out the shoebox.
‐DEAN: Do you think
people at a magic show
want to be thinking
‐about stillborn babies?
‐YORICK: No. No, no.
The... The...
It's‐it's a question
that I'm asking the audience.
Right? Why does fate
choose one man over another?
What if Jesse had lived
and Elvis had died?
‐What if‐what if
they had both lived?
‐JENNIFER: What if Jesse
‐was even better than Elvis? Mm.
‐YORICK: Exactly.
‐So, this is performance art?
‐BETH: No,
it's still an escape...
YORICK:
It's... I'm telling you
about it. So, in the box,
there are chains, a rope,
‐a pair of handcuffs.
‐Oh, thank God.
I was getting worried.
‐(chuckles)
‐YORICK: I take them out
one at a time.
Uh, the first one represents,
"my mother is a congresswoman,
chair
of the House Intel Committee..."
How did I get dragged into this?
It's not‐it's not
a bad thing, okay?
Then my dad,
this one represents,
"my dad is a professor.
Tenured..."
Not chair of the
Intel Committee, but still...
Well, you did win a raffle
one time, honey.
A DVD player
at a Boy Scout raffle.
‐You should
totally mention that.
‐(laughs)
YORICK:
I will mention that. So,
I take them out one at a time.
It goes on like that, right?
My parents' marriage,
‐my girlfriend's PhD, my...
‐What about me?
Yeah, you, too. You, too.
No, my sister is a paramedic.
You know, blue ribbons
in horseback riding.
I'm kidding.
I don't want to be a chain
‐keeping you down.
‐It's not a chain
keeping me down.
It's a poorly constructed
metaphor? No, I get it.
‐Mm, well...
‐It's a work in progress.
What do... What do you mean?
Do you think it needs something?
‐I just mean
that you're still working on it.
‐No, I shouldn't...
‐I shouldn't have mentioned
anything. It's, like, too early.
‐No.
‐Oh.
‐I think it's very interesting.
I do.
Why don't you try
eating something.
DEAN:
Is the idea
that you're weighed down
by familial expectations?
No. No, no, no, no.
No, it's the burden
of the straight cis white guy
whose mom's in fucking Congress.
DEAN:
Come on.
‐Come on.
‐JENNIFER: Hero. It's a joke.
What?
♪
♪
♪
♪
Get up. You okay?
Yeah.
Thanks. Thanks.
ROXANNE:
Think this guy's for real?
A survivor in Ohio?
Doesn't matter.
Look how fast we got here.
The girls are all fired up.
Yeah, what happens if they
find out it's all bullshit?
Well, we'll have a place
with resources,
and they won't care.
You're all business, Nora.
You ever had any fun?
It's got to be
at least kind of interesting
‐being a mother right now.
‐"Interesting."
The world's gonna end.
You don't have to raise your kid
to be somebody's wife
or somebody's mother.
She'll never have
to punch a clock.
Have a boss.
There's some freedom in that
if you get the stick
out of your ass.
What's this?
(both click tongues)
This is what I'm gonna do
with you.
(Ampersand chitters)
Hey!
Hey.
You seen Yorick?
Inside.
Eating breakfast.
Do you think he knows
about the Sunda rat? Who?
Muller's giant Sunda rat.
Extinct now.
It's only got
a six‐month life span.
We still have a little more time
to save whales,
but we're gonna lose mice soon.
And bunnies.
You think he knows
how fucked we are?
Oh, he only knows about crackers
and flinging his own shit.
‐Sh‐Should we get him?
‐He'll stay close.
He likes me more than Yorick. Oh.
It happened again?
Is there something
I could do to help?
I could tie you to the bed.
Oh, that sounded...
‐I just meant that...
‐Yeah, I've tried that.
Turns out I can
escape restraints in my sleep.
Has anything helped? A sandbag.
I tied a ten‐pound sandbag
to my arm once.
Slept like a baby.
Hmm.
(chuckles softly)
Not very practical for travel.
Anyway, uh, Janis says
we can have a couple ATVs,
so, we should be able
to get pretty far.
We were getting somewhere
just now.
We were talking like people.
Look, the longer we stay here,
the more danger he's in. I...
I'm feeling better, okay?
It's time. He'll be disappointed.
He likes it here.
(scoffs softly)
Well, he'll live.
They got a greenhouse.
NICOLE:
Greenhouse?
They got fucking lights.
SONIA:
So, what's the idea?
You become Johnny Appledick,
‐the Universal Donor?
‐(chokes, clears throat)
You ever try knocking someone up
the old‐fashioned way?
Uh, no. No,
Beth was pretty adamant
that there wouldn't be kids
until she was on tenure track,
‐so...
‐But you wanted kids.
‐Mm‐hmm.
‐Always?
‐No reservations?
‐Yeah. Hmm.
Have you slept with anyone
since...
(gasps softly)
Wait.
Are you one of those guys
that thinks sex is a big deal?
What is happening right now?
How many women
have you slept with?
(chuckles)
Huh. Well, I've...
never really counted before,
but, um... one.
You're fucking with me.
No. Beth and I got together
when we were, uh, young. So...
Morning.
Uh, you want some coffee?
We leave tomorrow.
NORA:
Main Street. The river.
Community center.
Library. Greenhouse.
It's a goddamn paradise.
‐It's ours for the taking.
‐How many people
on the east side?
‐Seven.
‐And 13 on the main drag.
JODI:
Another ten in some
of the houses. Maybe a few more.
That's what we could see.
We didn't want to get too close.
NICOLE:
Town's pretty empty.
Doesn't mean
they won't defend themselves.
We can take
a handful of soccer moms.
They've got electricity,
clean water, food.
They're smart enough
to figure that out.
I wasn't talking about you,
Nora.
‐Hey, Mackenzie.
‐MACK: What? You play soccer?
(chuckles)
We'll split up
into three groups.
Take the horses, we can
get out quick if we need to.
Hit them fast,
drive them onto the street,
where we can
keep them surrounded.
Make them think there's
more of us than there are.
How 'bout this?
We start shooting.
Scare the fuck out of them.
They run off
‐into the sunset.
‐RUTH: Hey!
‐Get out of the fucking pool!
‐We found this place! It's ours!
RUTH:
We were gone barely an hour.
HERO:
Why don't you put the gun down.
What are your names?
‐What?
‐HERO: Your names.
‐DIANA: Diana.
‐RUTH: Ruth. Well, Diana, Ruth,
we like it here.
We're having fun.
Maybe you should go
to one of the survivor's camps.
Let the government
take care of you.
There is no government.
Camps?
Camps are disbanding.
That's where we came from.
Rioters stormed the Pentagon,
killed the president. Bullshit.
Shot her in the head.
People are building bonfires
on the roof.
You don't have to go home,
but you can't stay here.
Go on, get.
BETH:
But... Okay, so,
we've generally accepted
the notion that democracy
is the only, um,
civilized governing model.
Personal freedoms, capitalism,
‐self‐determination.
‐DEAN: Uh‐oh,
she's coming for you, Jen.
‐Oh, no, that's not what I...
‐JENNIFER: You won't catch me
banging the drum for capitalism.
But don't quote her on that.
All right, ignore him.
Keep going.
Okay, well, this community
is matrilineal, collectivist.
It's based on the idea
that your actions
actually affect other people
and...
What's happening on your phone?
Sorry, work thing.
‐When does the, uh,
fellowship start?
‐BETH: Oh, I'm not sure
I'm gonna take it yet be...
I just found out.
Oh, my God, you're taking it.
She's taking it.
‐Thousands of people applied.
‐BETH: Hundreds, not thousands.
‐DEAN: Your mom
must be thrilled.
‐BETH: Uh,
I don't think it's really
hit her that I might be leaving,
‐so...
‐YORICK: Oh, come on,
she's so excited.
She's been talking
about Christmas in Sydney.
I think we should all go.
L‐Let's let her get settled
before we start making
‐our vacation plans.
‐I'm not even sure
‐if I'm gonna...
‐YORICK: Oh, come on.
It's exciting, babe. Babe,
it's okay to be excited.
Congratulations, Beth. Cheers.
(glasses clink)
(footsteps approaching)
BETH:
Couldn't find any hair dye.
We should cut it off.
Or shave it, maybe. Um,
do you have a razor around here?
(laughs)
You think I'm gonna...
I'm not shaving my head.
You can't walk around
out there like that.
What happened to you?
Those women in the Pentagon
were working their ass off
24 hours a day
to fix problems
you don't even know exist!
Yeah, can't be fixed.
System's broken.
So, that was your plan?
That clusterfuck?
Anarchy is the big idea?
Where's Yorick?
(chuckles)
You think I know?
Well, how do we find him?
‐You don't.
‐You won't survive out there
without me.
Lot's been going on
since you locked yourself up
in your little fucking fortress,
okay? The world has changed.
You stay here,
they will find you.
And they will probably kill you.
Pack what you can carry.
We'll leave when it gets dark.
I mean, she acts tough
and wants everybody to think
she's a stone‐cold badass.
You know, defender of democracy.
But in reality,
she's, uh, she's kind of...
‐Kind of what?
‐Well, I was gonna say lonely,
but I'm just realizing
you're, uh...
you're like
the super spy version of my mom.
No, I'm not.
‐No, it's a compliment.
‐No, I am not your mother.
‐I know. It was a joke.
‐And I'm not lonely.
Uh, you're not?
How is that possible?
I don't know. I don't need
as much attention as you do?
So, what about your spy friends?
The, uh, the Culper Ring.
Is that really what it's called?
My handler was a man.
So, what, you're the only woman
in the whole organization?
Uh, no, they keep us separate.
Siloed.
I don't really know anybody else.
Well...
(exhales)
We're safe here. I mean,
we have everything we need.
Maybe, uh... maybe we stay?
At least‐at least until we can
make contact with my mom?
We can't stay 'cause
there's a pretty girl in town.
YORICK:
Look, that's not what I'm...
Listen, I just think
that we should consider...
AGENT 355:
No, the lab's in San Francisco.
‐YORICK: Yeah.
‐AGENT 355: And every day
that we stay here,
another species dies.
Ask Allison
about the freaking Sunda rat.
Do you really think
she can fix this?
I mean, look,
I know she's smart, but...
Come on.
‐We could stay...
‐They're throwing us
a goodbye party.
It's supposed to be a surprise,
but I didn't want you
to kill anyone, so... Heads up.
DEAN:
Have you thought any more
about, uh,
reapplying to school?
I know that you...
I went to school
to be a paramedic.
‐You know what I mean.
‐HERO: Did you think
I just woke up one day
and started riding around
in an ambulance?
The longer you take
to get your bachelor's degree,
‐the harder it's gonna be...
‐HERO: I'm not...
Uh, Hero's dating someone.
‐Are you kidding me?
‐YORICK: What?
Come on, every time
we try to hang out with you,
‐you're too busy.
‐Has it occurred to you
you're just not that fun
to hang out with? (laughs)
‐YORICK: Oh.
‐JENNIFER: Oh.
‐Not you.
‐(Beth chuckles)
‐No, it's true, it's true.
Our idea of fun
doesn't involve
pushing the human limits
of alcohol consumption.
JENNIFER:
Yorick. Very well.
JENNIFER:
Is it true, Hero?
Is there someone? Uh...
Yeah. Yes,
I am, uh, dating someone,
whatever that means.
‐I'm dating a man.
‐JENNIFER: Well,
‐that's great. That's exciting.
‐DEAN: Who is he?
Do we get to meet him?
His name is Mike.
DEAN:
Mike.
‐Sounds like a good guy.
‐You're trying too hard, honey.
He's married. But he's...
They're getting a...
No. Still going strong. Hero.
What? That's why
you've never met him.
He's busy most nights.
His wife's having a baby.
JENNIFER:
What is this? What are you doing?
Well, I'm dating a man.
His name is Mike.
You asked. That's the answer.
You can't do this.
You have to end it.
HERO:
Okay.
Dad, do you want
to back me up here?
No. Your mom's right.
Who are you texting?
Hey, maybe, uh,
drink a fucking glass of water.
‐He's been texting all night.
‐DEAN: No, I haven't.
You've had too much to drink.
Dad's fucking his T. A.,
and I'm the asshole?
‐Lower your voice, please.
‐Show them your phone, Dad.
You are such fucking hypocrites.
Think I should maybe, um, uh...
Why should I keep your secrets?
‐You never back me up.
You never defend me.
‐YORICK: Hero, this is...
Yorick,
why don't you have my back
‐for once in your fucking life.
‐JENNIFER: You know what?
‐They know me here. We don't
have to wait for the check.
‐Mom...
No, it's...
I'm sorry to do this.
Things are getting crazy
at work. I really should go.
And, Beth, my dear,
congratulations again.
‐Thank you.
‐DEAN: Jen,
let me come with you.
I guess this is my fault.
(scoffs softly)
(whispering indistinctly)
JENNIFER:
I, uh...
Make sure your sister
gets home safe. Okay.
(zipper rasping)
(footsteps approaching)
(glass breaks in distance)
♪
‐(stun gun zaps)
‐SAM: Oh, fuck! Shit.
Stop, please.
‐Sam?
‐BETH: Sam.
‐What the fuck?
‐BETH: Oh, my God.
(chuckles):
I am so sorry. Are you okay?
‐JENNIFER: Is Hero with you?
‐BETH: What are you doing here?
I've been looking... I've been
looking for you. I was with her,
‐but... She needs our help.
‐Where is she here?
‐We have to... I‐I...
‐She's alive?
‐I couldn't stay with her but...
‐JENNIFER: Where is she?
There's a van around the corner.
Is it yours?
There's someone
watching the house.
Okay, we need to move right now.
‐Come on.
‐JENNIFER: Okay.
BETH:
Go.
(knocking on door)
CAPTOR:
You're surrounded.
We're gonna need you
to come with us.
♪
(women laughing)
(splashing)
You know, I vetted your mom
‐when Campbell
was considering her for VP.
‐Really?
We asked her if she had
any skeletons, liabilities,
‐things we should know about.
‐And, what, she said me?
Some guy grilled me
for, like, nine hours.
My brother
had a 30‐minute phone call.
Yeah, we're not that different,
actually.
We both spent our whole lives
trying to be perfect.
You just cracked sooner.
Who names a kid Hero?
I mean, come on,
who can live up to that?
It's Shakespeare.
‐Much Ado About Nothing.
‐Ah, right. Yeah, sure. Uh...
Hero is the one getting married.
The ingenue.
Her fiancé gets tricked
into thinking she's a whore
and abandons her at the altar.
It's a comedy.
I changed my name.
‐When I left home.
‐Really?
NORA:
My mom gave me
a stuffy old‐lady name.
I think it made her feel...
rich or something.
Anytime anyone said my name,
it just pissed me off.
She didn't know me at all.
We have mourners in our midst.
Give us a minute, how about?
Cry about the Pentagon, really?
It's not Nora's fault.
She's spent her whole life
playing by their rules.
And she was good at it.
Tomorrow we move
into our new home.
The Amazons are celebrating.
(cheering, clamoring)
Guess I'm gonna get drunk.
Don't fucking talk to me
like that.
Hey, I thought
we were celebrating!
(cheering, clamoring)
("Deep Shadows"
by Little Ann playing)
♪ He doesn't know ♪
♪ Just how I feel... ♪
ALLISON:
You're hiding, too?
(laughing):
No, I'm tired. I'm going to bed.
What?
No, I didn't say anything.
What if we get to San Francisco
and I can't fix this?
I mean, you probably can't.
It's a lot to ask of one person.
Even if they are the smartest
person in the world.
I never said I was the smartest.
You're in
the conversation, though.
Which ain't bad.
We have to try, right?
This okay? Yeah.
Not a‐a sandbag, but...
It's good.
Where will you go? Uh...
San Francisco. Hmm.
Yeah, there's a lab there.
‐Mm‐hmm.
‐So... I'll miss you.
♪ Darling, darling,
don't leave me, now... ♪
Yeah.
‐(chuckles softly)
‐Uh, yeah.
Yeah, no,
I'll miss you guys, too.
I know you feel guilty.
For... for liking it here.
No. No.
Time's not as linear
as you perceive it.
I'm serio... I'm serious. Okay.
You think that all the moments
of your life are dots on a line
and the line's moving forward.
One thing leads to another,
right?
That accurately describes
my perception of time, yes.
Well, I guess
that when you've done...
bad things you hope that that's
really not how it is at all.
Because if it is,
then it's just,
it's just the moments before
and the moments after
the worst thing I... ever did.
Which is that I killed someone.
WOMAN:
Somebody change the music! Oh.
I wish there was a way
I could tell you about it
that would make you
understand or...
‐feel bad for me.
‐Hey... I know enough.
I know you now.
I guess if time was
more like an ocean,
then you can't just
pick one moment out.
It's all mixed together‐‐
the good and the bad.
You‐you can...
you can miss your girlfriend...
and you can make new friends.
Doesn't mean
you miss her any less. You...
♪ I wait patiently ♪
♪ When you're alone ♪
♪ The going gets rough ♪
♪ Come back, come back,
come back ♪
♪ I've had enough. ♪
(crickets chirping)
(footsteps echo)
(exhales)
You got your period.
It's exciting.
(chuckles) Why?
I don't know.
That's just
what my mother told me.
You know I love you, right? Yeah.
I'm sorry.
For what?
(exhales)
We'll find a chain.
You can wear it
around your neck.
No, you should keep it.
I love your dad and Connor.
And I miss them.
And we're never gonna
stop missing them.
But you're a woman now.
And I need you
to be brave and strong.
‐You sound like Roxanne.
‐No. Roxanne sounds like me.
MAN'S VOICE:
Kim.
KIMBERLY:
What...?
(moaning)
(panting)
(heavy breathing)
(gasps)
(mutters)
(grunting)
Oh. Christine?
‐Is someone here?
‐No, no. You're safe.
‐What time is it?
‐I know how to fix this.
I know what we need to do.
‐I see it.
‐What? A future. My future.
Your future, o‐our future,
all of our futures.
All we need is him.
(birds chirping)
(exhales)
♪
(hooves clopping)
Ladies of Marrisville!
Wake the fuck up!
The fuck is this?
We hear you've got
a man in town.
Well, look at that‐‐ you do.
I half thought it was bullshit.
Well, produce
the son of a bitch.
(screams)
Hey!
You want to hurt someone,
hurt me. Oh, yeah? You in charge?
You president of the PTA?
Where is he?
You want to die
to protect a man?
You gonna die a traitor.
Or your other option is...
you can run.
Pray we never catch up with you.
To be fair, I'll give you
a little head start.
(laughs)
All right then run, bitch.
Time's a‐wastin'.
Ten, nine...
(gunshots)
You have no idea
who you're dealing with.
‐(gunshot in distance)
‐(horse neighs) What was that?
Get dressed.
Hey, were those gunshots?
We got to move. You got a weapon?
Whoever's out there,
they can't find him, understand?
Yes.
Janis will hold them off
as long as she can
till we get there.
We knew sooner or later
someone would come.
We're prepared.
‐You need to get him
out of here.
‐No, no, no, no!
We all need to get out of here.
(gunshots)
(Ampersand screeching)
They've got horses, shotguns.
There's a silo about a mile
from here‐‐ it's clear of town.
Go, go, go, go, go.
I'll meet you there.
No, no, hey, hey!
I'm not leaving you here.
Yes, you are. Go. Now. Go.
‐ATHENA: Is he in there?
‐NICOLE: Come on outside.
In ten seconds,
we start shooting.
Leave it. Trust me.
You come out or we're coming in!
We're unarmed.
We don't want any trouble!
Please don't hurt us!
Holy shit.
Start walking.
Somebody wants to meet you.
(twig snaps)
We don't like killing people.
But we will defend what's ours.
Y'all need to break free.
Don't die to protect some man.
ROXANNE:
Consider us your wake‐up call.
‐Roxanne!
‐C Block! Let's go!
‐(gunfire)
‐(shouting, clamoring)
Go, go!
(grunts)
‐(horse neighs)
‐(screams)
(shouting, grunting)
(gunshots continuing
in distance)
Ow! Ow!
Please, please...
(neighs)
Run. Run!
(shouting, clamoring)
‐Let's go!
‐(indistinct chatter) Cover me!
Mack! Mack!
‐Go, I got you! Go! Go!
‐Okay. Mack! (grunts)
Mack!
Mack! Mom! Watch out! Jodi!
‐Stay back!
‐I can help! No!
Mom, I can help. I'm strong.
I'm strong.
Now! Now!
Come here, come here, come here.
Hey, you're okay, Jodi.
You're okay.
You're okay, we've got you.
We've got you.
Hold my hand, honey.
Hold my hand, baby.
Here, look at us.
Yeah, you're okay.
Sonia!
‐No!
‐(shouts) No! No, Sonia, no!
(grunts)
Stop, Sonia, stop!
‐No, no, no, no!
‐(shouts)
(panting)
‐Where have you been?
‐Yorick? You're alive!
(crying)
‐How are you alive?!
‐I looked for you!
I can't... I can't
believe you're here. Mom is dead.
‐What? What?
‐She's...
They stormed the Pentagon,
they killed her.
(stammers)
W‐What, what, wait, wait, wait.
‐Wait, what?
‐Listen to me,
‐you have to get out of here!
‐What's going on?
‐Who is this?
‐This is my sister,
guys!
Hero, Hero!
Where did you hear this?
Where did you hear this?
‐You have to run.
‐What?
‐They're coming for you.
‐Who? Amazons.
What is that, Hero?
What does that mean?
They're gonna kill you.
‐What are you talking about?
‐Who is?
They're gonna find you
and they're gonna kill you.
YORICK:
Why?
So the new world can be born.
‐(gunshot)
‐What...
Oh, my God, oh, my God!
No, no, no, no, fuck!
Hero, get down!
‐ALLISON: She's dead, Yorick.
‐Yorick.
NICOLE:
Hero!
‐HERO: Run.
‐NICOLE: Hero! Right now.
Or I will shoot you!
‐(gunshot)
‐(Allison screams)
‐Run!
ALLISON:
Yorick!
This way! This way!
This way! This way!
(gunshot)
YORICK:
...that this is really
the time to do it, isn't it?
I mean,
I can't even look at her.
‐BETH: She's upset.
‐YORICK: No, no, no. No.
No, she's selfish. I'm sorry,
but she always has been.
Could you please promise me
when we have kids,
we won't fuck them up like this?
Hey. Hey.
Hey, um, I think
we're gonna head out, actually.
He's tired.
‐What? I thought
we were grabbing a drink.
‐Uh, car is here.
Yorick.
‐What the fuck happened?
‐Just take her home. I'm sorry.
‐YORICK: Beth.
‐BETH: Yeah. Coming.
(car door closes)
Hero. I made a mess.
(kissing)
Come on.
(gunshots)
♪
(indistinct shouting)
(crying)
♪
ROXANNE:
Oh, hell, no.
‐(click)
‐Fuck!
NORA:
Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!
We surrender!
What the fuck are you doing?
‐Give me that gun.
‐We surrender!
Can't shoot them
after they've surrendered.
Hold your fire!
‐Hold your fire. Hold.
‐(gunfire stops) Hold.
‐Go.
‐(grunts)
ROXANNE:
Bullshit.
Surrender.
Fuck you! Fuck you!
Fuck off!
You fucking coward!
Fuck you!
Fuck you all! Fuck you!
Out of my fucking way!
Fucking shit!
Stupid fucking shit!
Fuck this shit!
(grunting, shouting)
♪
(panting)
Are you shot? I'll be fine.
My brother is alive.
I don't know how.
No one else knows.
ROXANNE:
You were supposed
to be warriors.
The fuck was that?
But you're cowards.
Every last one of you.
‐That's enough.
‐ROXANNE: Oh. There she is.
Biggest coward of them all.
"I surrender."
‐It was a suicide mission.
You don't listen.
‐ROXANNE: Well,
‐this ain't a democracy, Nora.
‐NORA: No plan.
No exit strategy.
Just fucking bullshit and lies.
‐They lost their friends.
‐Their friends died heroes.
Tell them who you really are.
ROXANNE:
Oh, they know who I am.
I've known
a million girls like Nora.
They walk into the room,
shut the door behind them.
(gasps)
"I'm so special.
I'm just like them."
Well, fuck that,
fuck those girls and fuck you.
And I've known
a million men like you.
‐Here we go.
‐I've spent my entire life
making assholes seem reasonable.
Go fuck yourself.
You've got them all
living in fear.
You girls are afraid of me?
NORA:
Shame and humiliation
and then compliments.
Yeah, I remember that.
Every man I ever worked for.
I am fucking done
with your shit, Nora.
That's not my name.
No vision, right?
‐Yeah.
‐NORA: I'm scared?
I already tried your bullshit
20 fucking years ago.
My mom named me Victoria.
I hated it.
I hated her.
I changed my name.
Got married. Had kids.
I worked
for the fucking president.
It doesn't work.
The real you is a shadow,
and it is always there.
Athena, Hero, please escort
this bitch out of my face.
NORA:
She wants to change you.
She wants to brand you. Chip away
until you're exactly
what she wants you to be.
Any of that sound familiar?
Oh, fuck this shit.
(scoffs)
‐(gun cocks)
‐(women gasp)
ROXANNE:
You don't have the guts.
♪
We don't have
to reinvent ourselves.
We don't serve Roxanne.
We don't belong to anyone.
This world will learn to fear us
because we'll show them
exactly who we are.
Hey. Ah! Oh. Oh.
‐You good?
‐Yeah.
‐Is he inside?
‐Wait, wait, wait. What?
She told you? I'm sorry.
My sister's brainwashed.
And my mother's dead.
Um...
The Pentagon.
Everywhere I go.
Everything I touch. Sonia.
I should have died.
None of this would've happened.
(Yorick sniffles)
You want to know something
about me?
When I was growing up,
my grandmother lived with us.
She was a musician. A singer.
One night, when I was 12,
she took me to a club.
So, my parents come home,
we aren't there.
When they finally find us,
my dad's...
screaming at her, you know?
"What's wrong with you?
What were you thinking?"
So, we pile into the minivan,
and everybody's angry.
Especially me, because that was
the best night of my life.
And then,
when we're a half mile
from home,
a drunk driver jumps the lane,
my dad swerves and hits a tree
going 60 miles an hour.
Suddenly, I'm alone.
It's like, everybody's angry,
and then they were gone.
I should've died, but I didn't.
I survived.
You will, too.
I'm sorry about your mother.
You're free to go if you want.
What?
I take my orders
from the president.
If she's dead...
You can give this up.
Go live your life.
Find Beth. Wait. He...
I don't want to be
a liability anymore. Or a pawn.
Or a Y chromosome with legs.
If we do this,
I can't be helpless.
Okay? You have to teach me.
Now,
I'm‐I'm‐I'm a quick learner,
‐and I think I...
‐Okay. Okay? Prove it.
Did you see anything?
How long were we moving?
Only a couple hours.
‐(exhales)
‐Who are these people? Shh.
(whispers):
We're being watched.
You want me to go in there?
‐Talk to them?
‐Not yet.
Come get me
when she's on the move.
ALLISON:
Whose car is that?
AGENT 355:
I think it's ours.
YORICK:
How'd they find us?
(beeps)
It's a full tank of gas.
(car warning chiming)
(Ampersand chittering)
(gasps, exhales)
Refrigerated storage.
Vials for blood samples.
Sterilization equipment.
‐Needles.
‐How did they know?
They're watching us.
Coordinates and a map.
They want us to come in.
♪
The Culper Ring.
They're like your family, right?
♪
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