Turning to international news,
accounts of a strange sighting off the southern tip
of Amalah today.
Amateur video capturing what eyewitnesses claim
was a rocket or missile streaking through the sky.
Now an update...
Initial reports of an unscheduled rocket launch
in Amalah...
The State Department has confirmed
that Amalah does not have any rocket-launch capabilities.
Senior U.S. military officials claim the sightings
were, in fact, a passenger jet.
There have been some recent developments
regarding Sophia and her people
that I have kept from all but a few of you,
including my own chief of staff.
My apologies, Richard.
That changes now.
Up to a short time ago,
we thought we had all the non-terrestrials imprisoned.
We were wrong.
An unknown number of them, sleeper agents,
have been living among us.
Yesterday they launched a communications satellite
from a private facility in Southeast Asia.
Now, most of you have already seen
the cover story we fed the news outlets.
What no one knows that the satellite
broadcasted a seven-second communications burst...
a message into deep space...
and self-destructed.
We have no idea where the message was sent
or to whom.
Decrypting it has been made the top priority
for the NSA, CIA.
Data is being shared between departments and agencies.
Details we've learned at Inostranka
about their alphabet, the way they think,
every spare man and woman
and every bit of processing power we have
is being devoted to this.
I don't care how hard we have to work or how long.
- We will find our answers. - I've got it!
And then I'll need all of you
to help formulate a response.
Uh, Mr. President, I'm sorry to interrupt.
But there has been a breakthrough.
We've been able
to decrypt the first line of the message.
NSA just sent over a capture.
Well, put it up, Blake.
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"Preparations are being made for your arrival."
Now, we can speculate until the end of time
about why more of them are coming
or when or how many we're talking about.
But we have no answers.
So we must assume the worst.
We need to look at this message
as a declaration of war.
With all due respect,
Blake, let's not jump to conclusions.
These sleepers, as you've been calling them,
have been here for decades
and haven't harmed a hair on anyone's head
until recently, when this man Thomas came along.
Because they've been hiding their true agenda.
They were an advance party...
The first landing at Plymouth Rock,
and the same scenario will play out.
Meaning?
Whoever has the superior firepower wins.
Look, at best,
they'll colonize us and make us a subject people.
At worst, they'll exterminate us.
Mr. President, you give us a target,
and we'll hit it.
But these...
people...
They can teleport planes and implode buildings at will.
To tell you the truth, sir, we cannot counter that.
Are you saying we're helpless?
I'm saying we need more intel, sir...
About their motives and about their capacities.
We've been interrogating them on and off for 66 years.
W-what else can we find out from them?
Maybe trying to extract more information
out of the detainees is worth a try.
Now that we have a better idea
what questions to ask,
it's possible we'll get better information.
All right, you personally supervise it.
Yes, sir.
I can leave for Inostranka today.
There's no way of knowing how many of our people
Thomas plans on bringing over.
But there's no question what their intentions will be
once they get here.
We know he's still making adjustments to the portal array.
We need to go to the site
and make sure he doesn't complete it.
That won't be easy.
Thomas has kept the location of the array
a closely guarded secret from all of us.
At the time, it made sense
to compartmentalize the information.
We can't stop looking for him.
We have to find him, Simon.
Look, there is a resource
we haven't tapped yet...
One of our own who could help us.
No, never.
Please, Sophia,
just... just hear me out.
It's possible he might know where Thomas is hiding.
How can you honestly ask me to trust him
after what he did?
Look, I don't like the idea any better than you do.
But he may be our only hope in stopping Thomas.
Gerard, good seeing you again.
You too, Thomas.
You know, I can't tell you how excited I was
when I heard you were coming.
Let's be honest.
It's not me you're really excited about.
Right.
Well, let's have a look at it.
Does Sophia know what we plan on using the module for?
Now that we've sent the message, she does.
That's a problem.
We're gonna need a lot of help here,
and most everyone is loyal to her.
We're about to put a plan into action.
When we're done, we're gonna have a small army of our people.
Once that happens,
hopefully the rest will fall into line.
Good. Good.
How rude of me.
You've come all this way.
You're probably interested in seeing
the progress we've made on the portal array.
This way.
I assume the work's on schedule.
Ahead, as a matter of fact.
Just finished burying the superstructure yesterday...
As you can see.
And it will be large enough to bring everyone here,
even the numbers we were talking about?
Yes.
Every last one.
Leila, Leila.
What?
It's your father.
What does this mean?
I, uh...
I don't know. I mean, I'm... I'm not sure.
I...
Leila, you don't think it's...
Possible that...
Your father is...
One of them?
No.
There isn't any "them."
These pictures... They're not real.
I mean, they can't be. It...
Okay. All right.
Well, w-whatever it means, we'll figure it out.
I need to talk to my dad. He can explain.
I need to talk to my dad, and I need to find Sam.
We'll do whatever we need to do.
It's just that there has to be something in here
that can tell us where she is.
I mean, it's...
Shh, shh, shh.
Did you hear that?
There's someone else down here.
Hey! Hey!
Stop!
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- Please. - Don't move.
Don't shoot! I am unarmed!
Who are you, and what are you doing here?
- Be careful with that. - She works here.
Where is she?
Tell me where my sister is.
Tell us everything that we want to know.
Where are the girls who were just here?
Huh?
Start talking!
All the test subjects have been moved.
- Moved? Moved where? - Where, huh?
I can't tell you that.
Why did you take Sam, and what did you do to her?
We took Samantha because she's special.
All of the girls are.
It's the reason that we wanted you too.
What do you mean "special"? Special how?
You're special...
Because of your father.
He doesn't age at a normal rate.
- You're lying. - Please.
Tell us the truth.
Now! Tell us the truth!
I am telling you the truth!
Where is she?
Tell me where she is.
I already told you I can't.
Yes, you can.
You know the man that you people sent for her?
He's dead. I killed him.
So don't test me.
This is the last time I'm gonna ask,
or I'm gonna shoot you!
She's being transported to a facility
in West Plains with the other girls.
Facil... I-I need an address.
I don't know it.
I swear.
How long ago did they leave?
10 minutes...
In... in a white van.
I haven't seen anyone headed east for miles.
Do you think the woman at the hospital
could have been lying?
I don't know.
But we have to try something, right?
Do you...
Believe what she said about my dad?
I mean, it doesn't make any sense.
It's crazy.
You don't think so.
Uh, I don't know what to think.
I'm... I'm just trying to be honest, Leila.
We've heard a lot of things that haven't made any sense,
and they've all ended up being true.
So this has to be?
No, I told you. I said I don't... I don't know.
I don't know.
- I-I'm trying to figure it out. - Well, I do.
On your feet.
Transfer order came in early. You're being moved.
Where?
Supermax facility in Virginia...
Wallens Ridge State.
Come on, come on, come on!
Get in there.
Go, go, go. Come on!
Here, use this.
It'll stop the burning.
Simon.
The Amalahn government's officially confirming
the press release we issued covering up the missile launch.
It's already been dropped off the news cycle.
Great. And Blake?
Should be landing in Inostranka shortly.
Your next meeting is with Senator Lewis,
Bernard's widow.
Governor appointed her to fill her husband's seat
until Alaska holds special elections
in a couple of months.
She was sworn in earlier this week.
Yeah, can we push this off?
Well, we've already rescheduled three times.
It's just a quick meet and greet and photo op.
She's a very sweet woman... stay-at-home mom, two kids,
was always very supportive of her husband.
And at some point, we'll need her vote.
Fine.
We have to establish a certain level
of accountability,
otherwise the system will collapse.
Ultimately, this bill is about fiscal responsibility.
And it will benefit the people,
not just the elected officials.
I agree.
I knew you would.
So I'm assuming I can count on your support for this bill.
Sure. Of course you can.
You're planning on running for the special election, huh?
I want to carry on my husband's legacy.
The people of Alaska believed in him, and...
Hopefully, I can get them to believe in me too.
Well, you have me sold.
Transparency is the key to regaining the voter trust.
- Hmm. - Speaking of which,
I was going through Bernard's briefcase,
and I stumbled upon something.
I don't even think I was supposed to see it.
It's an appropriations report.
It's from the internal subcommittee
that Bernard chaired.
It earmarks $90 million for my state
for the expansion of a weather station
on Mount Inostranka.
Okay.
I'd never heard of it.
And when I tried to schedule a tour of the facility
so I could chart their progress,
I was told the expansion had been canceled.
Yeah, it sounds vaguely familiar.
I think your husband...
I think he may have brought that to my attention.
Um...
Yeah, Bernard found out...
He found out that the project had been abandoned,
and the funds were redirected.
Well, I'd love to report back to my constituents
just exactly where that money went.
I mean, every dollar counts, right?
Of course.
- I will have... Renee. - Yes, sir?
I'll give this to her,
and I'll make sure that someone looks into it.
That'd be great. Thank you.
Catherine, it was a pleasure to have met you,
and I'm sure we'll talk again soon.
- I'm sure we will. - Okay.
Thank you so much. Thank you.
Did you make a copy of that file I gave to the President, Eric?
Yes, ma'am, just like you asked.
Do you play poker?
No, I don't.
Well, I do...
Every since my dad taught me as a little girl.
And that man...
That man was bluffing.
I see it went well.
You assured me no one would get hurt.
Did you...
We were careful.
Good.
Sophia, before anything else, uh...
I never expected this chance.
Um, and I'm sorry it has to be
under these circumstances, but I'll take it.
What I did...
flying that plane...
I don't expect you to ever forgive me.
But I need you to know...
I didn't know you would be there
with the President.
And if you had, you wouldn't have gone through with it.
They had my daughters.
Daughters you were never supposed to have.
I sat in a cell for 66 years
so that you and the rest of our people on the outside
could find a way to get us back home,
not so you could play house here.
- Sophia, maybe we should... - No, it's fine.
We have all had lapses in judgment.
I'm sorry.
According to Simon,
you were helping Thomas with the portal array.
Yes, transporting the components he needed.
I used my connections at the airline
to skirt customs,
and then I delivered them to a middleman.
We need to know who that middleman was,
and we need your help in finding him.
Assuming they are still in contact,
he could be our only way of finding Thomas.
I can help you.
But first I need you to help me
find Leila and Samantha.
Their lives are still in danger.
How in the world do you expect us to do that?
Well, there was an investigation
into the assassination attempt,
and I assume the government knows something.
All I know is that your daughter's boyfriend,
Sean Walker, has surfaced occasionally.
He was in touch with an FBI agent.
- I can look into it. - You will do no such thing.
You will help us.
And you will do it now, without conditions.
Do you understand me, Michael?
You help me find my daughters,
and I will help you find your son.
Those are my terms.
Leila, look.
Look.
Do you think that's the van?
I'm gonna try and get closer.
It's the right color.
Okay, I'm... I'm gonna pass 'em,
try and get a look at the driver,
see if... if there's anyone else with him in the cab, okay?
And then what?
And then we'll figure out a way to stop 'em.
Agh!
He's coming again!
Just hold on. Hold on.
Sean, look out!
Hold on! Hold on!
Hold tight, hold tight!
Next time he comes...
Hang on, hang on.
Sam.
We're good.
The doors are locked.
- Leila! Is that you? - Sam!
Sam, we're here!
Leila!
It's okay, Sam.
Leila!
Sam! Oh!
Everyone okay?
Are you okay?
Oh.
Is everyone okay?
No one's hurt?
- Are you all right? - Call 911.
The police are on their way.
They're gonna bring you back to your parents, okay?
Stay in the van until they get here.
Leila, we got to go. We got to go.
Stay here.
The police are on their way.
Okay.
The car's not starting.
Come on, we gotta go.
Down that way.
Come on, come on! We got to go!
Courtesy of the lady at the end of the bar.
Whoa. Check her out.
Where'd she come from?
I think she's smiling at me.
Maybe the bartender got confused.
No, I think she's smiling at me.
I think you're gonna have to catch your own ride home.
- What? - Yeah, boy.
- Good luck. - Thank you.
Hi.
Thank you for the drink.
You look like you could use another.
And how did you know?
Woman's intuition.
After you.
- Thank you. - Of course.
So what happened to that leg?
Oh, skiing accident.
Don't worry.
Everything else works just fine.
I'm sure it does.
Oh, God! I should have known.
Look, if it's money you're after, you're out of luck.
Oh, we don't want your money, lieutenant Grier.
How do you know who I am?
- What do you want? - We want you.
See, our good friend's sitting
in your living room right now with your wife and daughter,
waiting for a kill order from me.
So you're gonna do whatever we ask you to do,
starting now.
Their lives depend on how well you follow orders.
I don't understand.
Just tell me what the hell's going on here.
You're gonna help us raise an army.
Can we stop? I'm tired.
Of course.
Why are we running away from the police?
Because we just have to make sure we're gonna be safe.
It's Collier.
Angela, we... we have her. We found Samantha.
Yeah, I know. I just got off with State Police.
Uh, I'm sending federal agents
down there to take over and lock down the scene.
I just got contacted by somebody that's trying to reach you.
He said, uh, Michael Buchanan
needs to meet with you and Leila.
Leila's father?
I-I thought he's in government custody.
- Who... who called you? - He wouldn't say.
It must be a trap.
Well, he said that you wouldn't believe him,
so he sent along a message from Michael...
Something that only you two would know.
He said once I told you,
you would know that it was the truth.
What's the message?
That you were gonna propose to Leila on that cruise.
Walker, you there?
Um, how do we get in touch with him?
I'll text you the number.
Okay, thanks.
What is it?
Um, Collier said that someone called her.
He told her that your father wants to meet with us.
Yes, Eric.
What?
I'm walking in right now.
I'm sorry. I-I tried to stop them.
It's all right, Eric. What's going on?
Mrs. Lewis... Senator Lewis,
I'm Niles Duncan, sergeant at arms.
I've been asked to secure your husband's office.
- My office. - Well, yes, senator,
but your husband had a high security clearance
which you do not have.
We've been ordered to verify that these files
do not contain any classified information.
Ordered by whom?
The office of the President.
I see.
Um, Mr. Duncan...
I don't know exactly how to put this, but...
My husband kept letters in his desk.
They were of a personal nature.
They were sent to him by another woman.
Now, I'm sure you must realize how embarrassing this would be
if they fell into the wrong hands.
Would you allow me to retrieve them?
It will be our secret.
And I will owe you.
Clear this office.
Give it to the senator, please.
Director Sterling, welcome back.
Major Pearson.
We just got word of your arrival an hour ago,
or we would have made preparations.
That's quite all right, major.
I'll need a secure room for the questioning
and files on all the detainees.
Why question the detainees now?
Has something happened, sir?
There's been some new developments.
Well, perhaps if you tell me, I can help you.
You don't have the clearance, major.
And knowing will do you no good.
Trust me.
Sir, your signature's needed on these.
- Thank you, soldier. - Thank you, sir.
Do you really think my dad's coming?
Yeah.
What if it's true?
What if he really...
Is one of them?
What would it...
What does that make me?
Leila...
It's gonna be all right, okay?
Daddy!
Oh, my sweet baby. Hi, sweetie.
Oh, you're all right.
Oh, God.
- Oh, thank God... - Sean Walker...
Michael told me a little about what you've done.
Oh, I love you girls so much.
Thank you.
Hi, pumpkin.
Hi, sweetie.
Hey.
What's wrong?
We talked to your friend Madeline.
She told us.
She told us about...
Them.
I didn't believe her, but...
I saw...
We... we found...
Pictures...
Pictures of you from so long ago.
Is it true...
Dad?
Are you?
I'm sorry.
You're good.
Grab them.
The prisoner's in interrogation one,
just up at the end of the hall.
I understand she's been questioned exhaustively
during her incarceration.
Your point, corporal?
Something changed on the outside to warrant
your new interest in her?
She murdered a fellow detainee
on direct orders from Sophia.
Let's just say I may now know why.
Hello again, Maya.
We know about the message
your people sent from the satellite.
I don't know what you're talking about.
The message was comprised of one line...
"Preparations are being made
for your arrival."
It's a status report for a planned invasion.
That's impossible.
An invasion would go against everything we believe in.
I can make this very unpleasant for you,
so I suggest you carefully consider
your responses here...
Because there is nothing that I won't do
to protect my country.
You know, the irony is
that it was us who swore an oath to protect you.
You expect me to believe that
after you killed one of your own
rather than have him tell us what he knew?
It's the truth...
To do no harm,
to leave this civilization intact.
That part of our mission wasn't violent.
Then explain...
This.
Supply run for Fort Greely.
Hell of a ride coming up that hill.
For a while there, I thought we weren't gonna make it.
I don't see you on the roster, sir.
Really? I personally talked
to your night watch commander before we left...
Lieutenant Grier.
All right, just a minute.
- Lieutenant Grier. - Sir, I got a truck here...
Supply run for Fort Greely.
I don't see it on the roster. Should I permit entry?
They're clear. Let them in.
Come on.
You don't look so good, lieutenant.
You sick?
No, sir.
Um, just, uh, haven't seen the sun in about six months.
You should try those vitamin "D" supplements.
- They help. - Yes, sir.
Why is this vehicle here?
Hey, this area has to stay clear for personnel.
Sir, you're gonna have to move this out.
Move it, move it, let's go, let's go!
Remember, do not engage unless absolutely necessary!
We want to keep it quiet
till we take care of the rest of the guards.
Devon, Jonah, come with me to the command room.
The rest of you, you know where to go.
What time you got?
18:30.
That clock's off by 12 minutes.
Maybe there was an outage in the sector.
This one's off too.
Same thing... 12 minutes, different sector.
What the hell's going on? He's tying his shoe again?
What the hell is going on?
We have a sit...
What do you think you're doing, lieutenant?
They have my family, sir.
What the hell do you want?
This prison and everyone in it.
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