Previously on Revolution...
Mr. President.
I need you, Tom, to hunt down Monroe and execute him.
What makes you so sure you can trust me?
Your wife, alive, for now.
Miles, Rachel. You gotta know about these Patriots, right?
I have been fighting like hell against them.
- Your old man telling the truth? - On my mother's grave.
Nanotech?
It's OS. It's the code that we all wrote.
And the fireflies, the healing, it's all part of it.
We're here because it wants us here,
and we're gonna stay until we figure out why.
These guys are handing our asses to us.
We need more men. I know someone who's got plenty,
a warlord named Duncan Page.
- I want to buy some of your guys. - Thirty diamonds a head.
You want those men? We need those diamonds.
I'll distract the guards while you guys make your move.
Hey, you!
Boss, over here!
What the hell is this?
Imagine my surprise when I found out that this whole time
you were the Sebastian Monroe.
Oh, is... This is your son?
Huh. I see the resemblance.
Sebastian Monroe?
What the hell are you talking about, Gould?
I guess the mighty have fallen pretty frickin' far, huh?
I mean, stealing?
From me?
You wanted money, all you had to do was ask.
I would've whored you out.
- Okay, Gould, let me explain. - No, no, it's okay.
You can make it up to me, General.
You and him... You're gonna have a dogfight.
Son of a...
Gould, don't. Let's just... Let's talk about this.
None of this sounds good.
It's a fight to the death.
Don't look at it as a bad thing.
The winner gets to walk away.
And I get a hell of a payday.
Almost everybody wins.
Now, you're gonna open this gate, and we're walking away.
Don't get hysterical.
They got you covered.
You wouldn't make it two steps.
Now let me go, or I shoot your son.
Uno.
Dos.
You're fighting tomorrow.
And you know me, I got a good eye.
So if either one of you tries to throw it,
or if it even smells like you're pulling your punches...
...I'll shoot both of you on the spot.
And the crowd will love it.
How are we gonna get out of here?
Well, you got any ideas? I'm all ears.
- Charlie's still out there. - Right, yeah, mini-Miles.
She's gonna come and save us?
Let's just hold our breath.
Well, if we can't get out of here...
...we gotta get ready. We don't have much time.
Ready for what?
I gotta teach you how to kill me.
I thought you said this was a field hospital.
It was. Looks like they're renovating.
Into what?
Oh, probably something terrible.
Aren't you glad you joined the team?
Having a second thought or two.
What do you think's in those barrels?
Who's that guy?
Giving orders. Ever seen him before?
Tom!
No.
But if we want to find out what they're up to,
he looks like a pretty good place to start.
I say we pick him up, have ourselves a little chat.
- What the hell you want? - I just came to talk to Duncan.
What's this?
It's Monroe's bitch. I remember you.
Where are my diamonds?
There's been a little delay.
Really? Where's Monroe?
Yeah, that's the delay. Umm...
Gould's got him.
Gould?
Yeah, well, where'd you think we were gonna get the diamonds from?
Thought if you were dumb enough to rob Gould for 'em,
you at least wouldn't be dumb enough to get caught.
Look, just help me spring Monroe,
and I'll get you your stones, okay?
You made a real big mess for me, little girl.
I'm not gonna go make it any worse.
You and Monroe, you guys had something, right?
If you don't help me he will die.
I can't do this alone.
Or... I have a better idea.
Really?
It is a curious question.
What is Doyle doing way out here in the sticks?
He's building a reeducation center.
You want to know what's in those barrels?
Nothing.
Know what's going inside them?
Cadets.
When we were punished, that's where they'd put us.
Seventeen, 18 hours at a stretch.
You think we have much of a choice here?
This is the guy that took Mom.
Probably having her beaten every day or worse.
Unclench yourself.
Our job is to find Monroe and kill him, remember?
This is not about you.
It's about your mother.
You trust the two of them?
Still pulling the knife out of my back
from the last time Tom put it there.
Then why are we doing this?
Because if there's even a chance they're on the level,
it would be a good score for us.
Listen, when we go grab this Patriot guy,
you gotta stay behind, okay?
And if Neville is up to something, and you're out there alone with him?
Then I will have to move fast and violent,
and that's gonna be a lot easier to do if you're not around.
What if he puts a gun to your head?
Takes you hostage?
You need to stop worrying about me.
Deal.
But you're still not going.
Jeez!
Save us.
No, not again.
- Save us. - What does that even...
You know, I'm so sick of your misterioso crap.
You drag me and Priscilla here,
you get us locked up for what?
Save us. We're dying.
You're dying?
- Aaron? - What?
- Did you see something? - My father.
He said, "Save us."
What does that mean?
Don't look at my sword, look at my shoulder.
Don't stand so square.
Go.
You gotta do better than that.
Get up.
All right, look, come here.
This is something no one knows, not even Miles, all right?
But right here...
I got a blind spot right here.
No peripheral vision in my left eye.
I got too close to a grenade.
That's why I always push my opponents to the right.
Okay? To the right.
So you're gonna come at me this time from the left.
Go again.
I said go again!
This is insane.
We should just make a run at the guards.
Wow, run at the guards or something?
How did you think of such a brilliant strategy, huh?
Even if we could get through this fence,
which we can't, or over this wire,
which we can't, we got six douche bags
with rifles ready to kill us.
Isn't that right, huh?
Think.
The only way you're gonna get out of here
is to take me down, for real.
No pulled punches.
Gould's gonna know.
Screw Gould!
I'm not gonna kill you so that he can get his rocks off.
- Then you're gonna die. - Better to die on my feet
than bend over for some psycho!
No! Listen to me!
You should want to, you know.
You should want to kill me.
And why is that?
Because I got your mom killed.
Excuse me?
I dragged her right out into gunfire.
She got shot.
She bled out.
And she died in my arms.
You're lying.
That's the truth.
So how do you feel about your old man now?
Well, it's short on cover, but it'll do.
He rolls by, we'll hit him from here and over there.
Jason will flank the rest.
- Yeah, that'll work. - Got to admit, quite a team.
Uhh... no, I don't.
I never liked you, Tom.
I'm sure the feeling's mutual.
But Julia dying, I'm sure that... That couldn't have been easy for you.
I won't lie to you.
There's nothing I wouldn't do to see her face again.
I scouted a better spot. It's 100 yards up.
More coverage. It's a better vantage.
Attaboy, nipples. Let's go check it out.
Oh, and by the way,
I'm glad you finally got together
with your sister-in-law, sicko.
Thanksgiving get weird?
God, you're a dick.
Did you see it?
Give me a minute, guys.
So... "Save us." What do you think it means?
Oh, so we're all just pals again?
Look, I am sorry, okay? I had to keep you here.
It wanted you here. Now we know why.
It's the code. There's something wrong with the code.
We may have made a mistake with the code we wrote.
One of the recursive algorithms, maybe.
- Aaron. - It's Peter.
You don't think he's figured it out?
If we did, the problem will replicate,
like a cancer, and it may take years,
but eventually, the nano will corrupt and die.
We are so blessed.
How's that?
Everything that's happened to us, for months...
It's all led us to this moment,
so that we could fix it. Save it.
How exactly do you propose we do that?
There aren't a lot of computers around, last time I looked.
You have to have faith, Aaron.
And if we say no?
- What? - If we refuse to help?
You don't have a choice.
That's why we're here.
You can't fight fate.
It's a machine, Pete.
It's not God.
It is better than God.
The nano, it's alive.
It answers our prayers. It heals.
This is a new age.
This is a new God.
You're insane.
And I won't help.
This thing is too powerful, and I want it to die.
Look, you're my friends.
Please don't make me do anything I don't want to do.
Don't be stupid. You need your energy.
Look, I'm sorry about your mom.
For what it's worth...
...I loved her.
It's not worth much.
I agree with you.
To tell you the truth, it's not just her.
I've hurt a lot of people.
I have clawed, killed my way to the front of the pack,
and when I got there, it didn't mean a damn thing...
...'cause I was alone.
What was the point?
That's why I need you to make it out of here.
I need you to get the Republic back,
because then all the terrible things that I've clone...
...they'll mean something, you know?
Something bigger than me.
That's worth dying over, for sure.
I'm begging you to do this.
Just do me a favor.
Find yourself a girl... not Charlie...
...have kids.
Don't be alone.
Duncan". He told me he was gonna get me 1,000 diamonds.
I didn't know he was gonna steal those from you.
Well, I appreciate you letting me know.
And this is a token.
Show you I'm on the level.
The thief that got away.
I've been looking high and low for you.
We're square now, Gould.
Not gonna go picking any fights with you,
don't go picking any fights with me.
Of course. No hard feelings.
Oh, there's a... There's a dogfight tonight,
with Monroe and his kid.
Three-to-one odds. You want in?
Sounds great.
I'll save you a seat.
We are gonna get a lot of use out of you.
So much for that rescue.
Tonight at the fight, get close to Duncan
and take the bitch out.
- Yes, sir. - Please.
Duncan didn't know about the heist?
Only 'cause it went to hell.
Clean yourself off. Get dressed.
You can't tell me you are actually thinking of helping.
Look, I'm with you.
This thing isn't God, Peter is nuts, but he is also right.
- There's barely a difference. - Aaron!
Forget what he's going to do, think about what it can do.
The nano is listening. It's watching us.
Which is why we should let it die.
I am not afraid of it!
No one is gonna threaten me.
- I get to make my own choices. - Make your own choices?
You haven't made your own choice in months.
The minute this thing started,
you followed its plan to the letter, like it or not.
All we gotta do is nothing.
We don't fix the code,
and it just dies. On its own.
I turned my back on this thing before.
I pushed it away and Cynthia died.
And now, with you here? It's like a nightmare all over again,
and I don't want to lose someone else.
I don't want to lose you, okay? Please?
You have to help me do this.
I'm not sure I can.
I'm not sure you have a choice.
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That's right. The Terror of Toledo,
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General Sebastian Monroe himself in a fight to the death
against his own son!
Pull out your family jewels and place your bets!
That's right, place your bets!
Reach into your pocket, five diamonds!
You, sir, five diamonds!
Who will win, the father or the son?
Hey there, girl. How you doing this evening?
I'm closed for business.
Sorry, sweetheart.
I paid top dollar to get the first crack at you.
It won't be for nothing.
People are gonna remember your name.
I'll make sure of it.
I just saved your life, bitch.
You owe me.
Come on, finish it!
- Finish it! - Do it!
Stand back!
Come on.
Hey, Gould.
Go, go! go'
You asked to see me?
We talked. We'll help you.
Thank you.
- And bless you. - Where do we even start?
This is a couple thousand lines of code we wrote 25 years ago.
That's not possible.
It's the code.
Let's get to work.
All right, any minute now.
And remember, I want Matheson alive.
Don't move.
Just let it roll right on by.
- Miles, what... - Shh.
You working for them?
- You're paranoid. - Am I?
That wagon was weighted down.
I'd say there was about five, maybe six other men in there.
Waiting for us.
The kid tip 'em off?
Drop it, Miles.
I'm sorry it has to be like this.
Unbelievable.
I mean, your dad's a soulless piece of crap, fine.
But you? You're working for these guys?
You have any idea who they are? What they've done?
Believe me, I know exactly what they've done.
Drop it.
Now, this is just getting silly.
You know, in Mexico, they just call this a standoff.
Has she been following us the whole time?
Tried to talk her out of it,
but once she gets an idea in her head...
Just a typical night out for us, anyway.
Now, you want to tell me what the hell's going on?
It's Julia.
She's alive.
The Patriots have her,
and they will kill her unless I bring them Monroe.
All I need is Monroe.
You hand him over, and I will come back,
and we will paint the town red with Patriot blood.
But right now, I need to save my wife.
Can't do it, Tom.
Monroe's with us now.
You're not serious.
You gotta back the play of the guy on your team.
Something you never learned.
Oh, please. After all Monroe has clone?
Are you that blinded by your man-love for that son of a bitch?
And you. He murdered your son.
He should be the person you hate the most in this world,
and you're protecting him?
We both know you'll never be able to trust a guy like that.
I hear Charlie had to twist your arm to help me.
- What did you expect? - I don't know.
Maybe you'd just come on your own.
Don't flatter yourself.
You're not half as good a lay as you think.
What's...
- What's all this? - Well, the kid saved my life.
A debt is a debt.
Take these guys and go kill your Patriots.
Five?
We could use three times this many.
I think the words "thank you" are what you're looking for.
All right.
Let's go, boys.
They don't take orders from you.
They take orders from her.
She's the one I owe.
You're not bad, kid.
You're way better than he deserves.
Well, congratulations, you're the...
...new lead singer of the Village People.
Okay. Come on, then.
Wait, hold on.
- There. - What?
There's a memory leak here.
This chunk of code, that's the problem.
It's eating up all the available resources.
It'll force a segmentation fault.
The whole system will crash.
Are you sure?
He's right.
You always were the smart one. Can you fix it?
Yeah, I think so.
For the last time, don't.
We don't have a choice. It'll just take a few minutes.
Okay, yeah.
Great. Great!
- Can I help? - No, I got this.
Aaron, what are you doing?
Aaron, what's going on?
You're trying to kill us, Aaron.
Why?
- You created us. - Aaron!
Aaron!
Aaron...
You're our creator.
Please don't kill us.
You're giving it a virus? Was that your plan all along?
Screw fate. We make our own choices, right?
Please.
No.
♪ ♪
Good morning from New York. I'm Chris Hayes.
It's March 5, 2014. Before we get started,
and we have a jam-packed show for you this hour...