Aftermath

Josh, slow down!

I can't see 'em. I think we're clear.

Is everybody all right?

Yeah. Cool.

- Honey? - What is it?

That's not possible.

It's... It's not good.

Oh, my God.

There's no water on the map.

The ocean is 15 miles from here.

Not anymore.

- We got company. - Shit, guys, we're trapped.

I can't believe it.

"I looked and saw a pale horse.

Its rider's name was 'Death'."

Hey. Hey.

I got a Tac Vest, son.

1,500 feet a second to puncture it,

and that BB gun does not hit 12,

so put that down before you hurt yourself.

Matt.

What?

Aw, Booner.

Karen Farrell.

Booty? Booty! Oh, my God!

Booty, where the hell have you been, girl?

You come over here and give me some love!

Damn!

Did he just call our mom "Booty?"

Yup.

- You know you look good. - Would you stop?

No. I'm serious. I mean the apocalypse suits you.

Stop. Lamar, this is my husband, Josh Copeland.

Hi. I've heard a lot about you.

Yeah? Most of it is true.

Lucky for me, I've forgotten it.

And these are my children.

This is Matt and Brianna and Dana.

Kids, Lamar Boone, aka Booner.

Son of a bitch!

What?

You were supposed to wait on me.

Knock it off.

No. I thought you were gonna wait for me.

She said she was gonna wait for me.

Did you call her "Booty?"

Yes, I called your mother "Booty."

Everybody in the AF did.

Also something that's not true because they had

another nickname for me and it wasn't that.

Which was what?

They called me "Beauty."

Which I customized to "Booty."

Thanks. Thanks for that.

- Because, you know? - Stop!

- Okay. They're grown. - Yeah.

So is the intense one yours too?

- Oh, he just joined us. - Devyn.

Yeah, Devyn. Devyn just joined us.

- He saved my life. - Oh... kay.

Strange days, huh?

Anyway, what the hell are you doing

all the way out here at the end of the world?

No, we were running from the Feverheads,

- and then we ran into the ocean. - Yeah, yeah, that last quake

re-sculpted the whole coast. My base is on high ground.

Otherwise, we would've drowned like everybody else.

On the other hand, you can catch salmon right at the dock.

- Y'all hungry? - Yeah. We're starving.

You are a lucky girl.

You look like your mama. You could've looked like him.

- That's a good one. - Thank you.

So we ran into Jeff Quantrell.

Is he still running that crazy ass plague zone?

- Yeah. - Some of the Feverheads

- actually just broke loose. - Yeah.

Our Aunt, Sally, stayed behind to help mop things up.

Well, if I know Quantrell,

he's got everything under control by now.

Get up.

- All right, we gotta keep going. - This way!

- Over here. - Yeah!

All right, we lost 'em.

But they ransacked your entire operation

and destroyed everything!

And now the Feverheads are gonna infect everything in their path.

We got to get to Booner's and warn him.

So if you spend so much time with them,

how come you're not infected?

I got a supply of high potency tetra.

I took it every time I got sick.

With the Feverheads trashing the camp,

I missed my last dose, but it's okay.

I got a small cabin two or three miles south of here.

It's on the way to Booner's. I got an emergency stash there.

We got to go there now. Come on!

Quantrell told us you have an operation up there.

You call it the "Alamo"?

Yeah. Not my name, but it stuck.

Been planning it for years.

I always knew that something like this was gonna happen.

You have the gift of prophecy?

Hell no!

It was just kind of obvious.

Stay ready. It cost me a wife.

- So you got married? - On the rebound from us.

- There was no "us," Lamar. - Really?

No "us."

She was a fine woman, just didn't believe in much.

So now, I've got my own base, food, ammo, my own platoon,

and no government except me.

You're the only person I know whose life has

- been improved by the apocalypse. - Roger that, Booty.

Man, I love this shit. Okay.

Y'all come back to camp with me. I'll get you hooked up.

- Great. Where is it? - Go to the road.

Three miles. Make a left.

Last week, we hanged some G-Rs so make a right at the bodies.

Go two miles in the bush.

- G-Rs? - Gone-Rogues.

Predators.

People who took the law into their own hands.

- Unlike you? - Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I am the law.

- Right. - You say that...

you say that you hung those people?

Yeah. It discourages the others.

Hey, stay on the main road.

There's some unbelievable shit out there.

And, Booty, you and I, we gots to catch up.

- Yes, yes. You bet. - All right?

Wow, that guy is a bit of a...

you know, asshole.

- Yeah. - Booty.

What? What? Mom.

- Mom, what's going on? - Oh, my God, do you hear that?

- Can you hear that wailing? - Jesus, Mom.

Nobody's wailing. There's no sound, Mom.

Are you okay?

You didn't hear that?

No. What are you...

It's... no, no. I'm fine. I'm fine.

I... it went away.

Are you sure?

Oh, my God.

How much further?

Not too far.

We went off course a little while back there,

but I think we're good now.

Wow. What happened?

An impact crater, maybe.

- We got to find another route. - Well, why's the water red?

That might not be water, Matt.

Booner said to stay on the road.

That's not an option now.

Trees aren't dense.

Maybe we can find on the west side here.

Hey, Dana, you come with me. We'll stay near the road.

Devyn, Matt, let's go. Stay on our left.

What about me and Mom?

We'll guard the RV. You're with me.

You don't have to smother me, Mom.

I did fine on my own.

Quantrell?

Jeff?

Jeff, why did you abandon me?

You're safer without me.

The Feverheads got the meds.

I'm sorry.

Jeff, you're sick.

Without the meds, there's no good ending.

I make sense right now as much as I ever did,

but in a little while, I'll be as crazy

as a rat in a coffee can.

I'm a danger to you.

When you feel threatened, I want you to use this.

You'll be doing me a favor.

I've gotten through my whole life

without shooting anybody and I am not about to start now.

- Times have changed. - Look...

you say the meds were stolen by plague victims?

Well, they're not the most organized people, right?

So I bet that they've dropped some right around here,

and we're gonna find them.

What about through there?

Too narrow.

Hey. Down here.

What is that?

Oh, Lord, it's a hand!

It's a hand!

It looks like it's been chewed on.

It's just some sort of predator.

The scriptures speak of monsters in the last days.

Does scripture speak of drivable roads

'cause that's what we really need right now.

Come on.

No, no. I can't.

I was not made for these end times.

Toughen up or die, kid.

I'm going back!