Revolution

Previously on Revolution...

Hold it!

What the hell is happening to me?

It's your son.

They've got him at the reprogramming center.

Either you kill him, or he kills us.

You are still my son.

On behalf of the United States government,

Sebastian Monroe, you are under arrest.

If I hadn't given you Monroe,

Texas would have come back here,

guns blazing.

General Carver just signed a treaty

officially recognizing the shiny new U.S. of A.

Carver granted jurisdiction over Willoughby,

their little own Guantanamo.

Evening, friend.

I hereby sentence you to die by lethal injection.

I got a son out there.

Yeah, I knew about him, and I hid him from you.

You son of a bitch!

I'm sorry.

Don't try to move.

Bass?

Look at me.

Hey, buddy.

How much did you give him?

Enough barbiturates to drop a horse.

Make him look dead.

How you feeling?

Can you walk?

Look at you. You're happy to see me.

- What? - You missed me.

You're my best friend.

That's... that's enough.

Miles.

You... you have to tell me.

Tell you what?

You have to tell me where my son is.

One thing at a time.

How long till he's 100%?

- A couple of days. - Why'd you do it?

'Cause we needed him.

And you asked me to.

So what, we're just supposed to do

whatever these Patriots say?

- Just calm down. - Aaron,

they are telling us which books we are allowed to teach

and which ones we're not.

I'm not saying don't get upset.

I'm saying calm down.

We don't know who's listening.

Rachel!

Help!

- Dad. - Tourniquet.

Yeah.

What happened?

We need to talk.

Not the best time, Gene. We're a little busy.

Yeah? Three people just died. Make some time.

Which is why we're busy.

We're trying to catch who did it.

Really? Well, yeah, I'm sure

it's just a desperate manhunt.

- Are you implying something? - No, I'm saying it.

You set off a bomb in my town

for God knows what reason.

First, watch your mouth.

Second... I'm sorry, your town?

This is Willoughby, USA.

Your job is to keep our town healthy,

happy, and compliant.

That's all.

I mean, unless you're not a loyal American.

We will find those responsible for this heinous act.

Right now, our best guess

is that there are more Andovers out there,

and they may have found a way inside.

Now, I don't want any of you to worry.

Willoughby has become...

It's like more of them come every day.

First we need to shore up our defenses,

so we're sealing the gates,

doubling security on the walls,

instituting a citywide curfew from sundown to sunrise.

Now, this is all just a temporary precaution

and for your own protection.

Excuse me.

Dr. Matheson.

Yes.

You don't remember me.

Am I really that forgettable?

No, of course not, mister...

Dr. Calvin Horn.

I was in the D.O.D.

Alternative energies projects.

Oh, I get it.

After all, you were like the prom queen around there,

and I was just another rat in the lab.

Anyway, I was hoping you and I might have a little chat.

Sure.

How about now?

It's time to look your enemies in the face and say...

Of course.

God bless Willoughby.

God bless the United States of America.

When D.C. fell,

I was on that first boat that fled to Cuba.

It's funny when you think about it.

Us taking a raft there.

You know, our old boss was on that boat,

Randall Flynn.

And now I'm the President's senior science advisor.

Who would have thought?

It's very impressive.

I have a confession to make.

I'm the one who sent it out.

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

You don't have to play coy.

I know all about it.

It's genius work, doctor.

Da Vinci work.

We ruined the world.

Doesn't make it any less genius.

Learn to take a compliment.

A couple quadrillion machines all around us,

inside us.

If we could just program them,

control them,

the possibilities are endless.

Such as?

Well, for starters, we could do a lot more

than flip the lights off.

Two of our men burst into flames

just outside of Willoughby.

That's why I'm here.

- I don't understand. - You don't?

Your nanites absorb electricity.

I wonder if they could've been modified to release it.

That's impossible.

You know, I'm not the genius that you are.

Help me understand.

In this town and nowhere else,

nanites have been acting strangely,

to say the least,

and here you are in this same town.

It's quite a coincidence, wouldn't you say?

Um, I'm not sure what you're asking,

but whatever...

this is...

I'm not doing it.

Well, if not you, then who?

No. No. No...

I am nobody.

It's... I am nothing! I am nobody.

He's already onto the bodies, Aaron.

It's only a matter of time before Horn is onto you!

I am useless. I can't even control it.

So he pokes and prods you until he figures it out.

So what am I, E.T. now?

We got to get you out of town,

just until we figure out our next play.

Where am I supposed to go?

Out to Monroe.

Guess I'm glad I kept him alive.

Oh, so I'm safer with that psycho?

You are. You didn't see Horn's eyes.

Trust me, Aaron. You are.

- Then Cynthia's coming too. - Aaron, leave her out of this.

- She's already in it. - All the gates are locked.

Security's tripled. It's gonna be hard enough

getting your ass over the wall, let alone hers.

If they want to get to me, to hurt me,

who do you think they are going to use?

- There's no way. - Find a way!

Are you Dr. Gene Porter?

My condolences.

I was sorry to hear about your wife.

Excuse me?

Cholera's a terrible way to go.

And who are you?

I just want to help.

This is vaccine.

Cholera vaccine. High quality.

Made pre-blackout.

Where did you get this?

There's plenty more where that came from.

I've got a few hundred doses nearby.

Now, one of these is worth a bag of diamonds.

It's all yours if you want it.

Son...

when something seems too good to be true,

that's 'cause it is.

So what do you want?

What I don't want is Americans to die

from some grimy third-world disease.

I want my country back,

and I want your help to do it.

Jason?

Drink some of this.