Revolution

Previously on Revolution...

Why'd you do it?

'Cause we needed him and you asked me to.

You have to tell me where my son is.

One thing at a time.

You set off a bomb in my town.

Your job is to keep our town healthy and compliant,

unless you're not a loyal American.

You can't fix him.

It's the training.

You cut him loose, he will kill us both.

You were so worried about trusting my son,

when you should've been worried about trusting me.

You said your husband was Patriot high command?

What do you want?

Where is the old ball and chain?

I'd like to pick your brain about the nanotech.

He's already onto the bodies.

Aaron, it's only a matter of time before Horn is onto you.

So where are they?

I did not want to be right about this.

He's one of them.

We got to get Aaron out of here.

I'm Aaron Pittman! I'll come quietly!

Just leave her alone!

Aaron, you have got to tell me how you do that.

You don't have to be afraid of him,

but it's not him you're afraid of, is it?

Why don't you tell me what's going on, please?

Where's Horn?

Where's Horn?

I haven't seen the son of a bitch in a while,

but I'm pretty sure you know where he's holed up.

He's working.

Always working.

Working where?

You have no idea who you're dealing with.

Is that right?

Horn's looking for you.

He's got men everywhere looking for you...

and her...

and Pittman.

and once he finds you...

know what he's gonna do?

Of course I do.

That's why I'm gonna find him first.

So let's try this one more time.

Where is he?

I know, I know.

The bombing rocked all of us.

It was a tragedy and an act of cowardice,

plain and simple.

And, folks...

We now know who was behind the bombing...

the man who stood amongst us and called himself Stu Redman.

But his real name is Miles Matheson.

You may have heard of him...

General Miles Matheson of the Monroe Republic.

Now, we have reason to believe he was acting in retaliation

for the execution of his former leader...

Sebastian Monroe,

and he didn't act alone.

He had an accomplice...

Aaron Pittman.

Uh, yeah.

Matheson and Pittman pulled the wool over our eyes,

yours and mine.

My daughter also came to town with them.

She was troubled psychologically.

Some of you know that.

She had nothing to do with any of this.

She and my granddaughter are victims.

They were manipulated by these men.

So, please, if you see them, report it to a U.S. officer.

I'm begging you,

help me find them.

I just want my family safe.

They said they'd meet us here, they'll meet us here.

Well, I got news for you, stay puft.

There might have been a change of plan.

What change of plan?

In that this plan has gone to hell.

Those Patriot sons of bitches were waiting for you.

And we don't know what happened.

We don't know if Miles can even get out of town

or if he's still alive.

We're gonna wait right here like Miles told us to.

Whoa, okay, okay.

Just don't light me on fire or anything.

Who's that?

Nobody.

Just some intel.

What's it like out there?

It's not good.

Truman told everyone who Miles really is.

Said that Miles is the one that blew up the building

and that he's the terrorist.

Did you see your grandfather?

- Charlie? - Yeah.

Look, mom, we got to find a way out of town now.

Not yet.

Why not? Aaron's waiting for us.

This is for Aaron, trust me.

They will never give up.

They will never stop looking for him unless we kill Horn first.

They're calling us terrorists.

Just you wait.

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Hold it right there.

Tom Neville from the Savannah camp.

I'm here to see commander Roger Allenford.

State your business.

Just...

give him this.

Tell him...

I only speak to him.

Those real?

A little privacy, gentlemen.

Is she alive?

Yes, sir.

She is.

Where is she?

Tied up...

safe, hidden.

You've got a lot of balls coming into my office

and telling me you've got my wife captive.

With all due respect, sir,

your wife is an enemy of the United States of America.

I figured that you were a good Patriot.

Am I wrong?

She's guilty of sedition.

She should be punished.

So why not bring her in?

My guess is that you have

a dark and stormy cloud over your head,

over an otherwise spotless career.

I mean, your wife is a traitor.

People have to be whispering

whether or not you were pillow-talking,

whether or not any of it rubbed off on you.

But if you brought your wife in

by yourself,

delivered her unto justice,

that would solve all of your problems, wouldn't it?

Turn that rain into sunshine.

And why would you do this for me?

Honestly?

I'm ambitious.

And I think there's value

in being friends with a man like you.

So, Commander...

would you like to come and see the missus?

I thought these people trusted you.

I thought you were their beloved Dr. Porter.

Someone will know where Pittman is... I'll find him.

Do you know what'll happen to your daughter if you don't?

Or your granddaughter?

Threatening me won't find him any faster.

Someone knows something.

How about we get everyone Pittman knows,

march them into town square, and start executing them?

I bet they'll talk then.

I have put a hell of a lot of time into managing this town.

We have a plan.

Right, the plan...

taking town after town.

And how many years until you take the whole continent?

If I get my hands on Pittman

and figure out what makes him tick,

we take everything in months.

That's all.

Here, I found this.

What is that?

What is this, food?

People used to think so, yeah.

I know you're angry,

and I'm not apologizing for him.

But you don't know why grandpa did what he did.

He sold us out. He works for them.

Yeah, I get it. You hate him for it.

You don't?

No.

Well, you're a better person than me.

No, I'm not.

I hated you for a long time

for abandoning Danny and me...

for killing Nora.

That's not fair.

This is different.

All I'm saying is hating you was the easy part.

But letting it go?

That's hard.

It's like EPCOT East Berlin out there.

They have dogs.

When the hell did they get dogs?

You find the place?

The guy's intel was legit.

Basement of the old paper factory.

Definitely their H.Q.

Is there any way to get in there,