03x12 - Resistance

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Castillo: Citizens... It is with great pride that I address you today from Los Angeles. These are trying times, but our hard work is paying off. In only two weeks since the restructuring of our government, the Michener shortages in our region are over. Law and order has been restored, riots quelled. Population centers are experiencing surpluses in food and energy for the first time in months. Let's all work together to bring back this st...

[ Radio shuts off ]

Where are we?

Tex: Castillo country... Vegas, baby.

From here, it's a five-hour sh*t to San Diego.

Might take us a little bit longer, given that we're... you know.

Wanted criminals, dodging checkpoints and stealing gas out of abandoned cars?

We're down to our last can.

We can stock up in Vegas.

It was a refugee center.

We are all working for the greater good here. So I urge you... obey our men and women in uniform.

Turn that off.

They are our peace keepers.

I can't listen to that.

Every road block we dodged had m*llitary personnel still in uniform.

I don't know why they're going along with this.

Castillo and the rest, they sold the people a line of crap that breaking up the country was the only way to save it.

The rank and file soldiers and sailors probably don't know the truth, and they're just doing what they do because they were trained to, to serve the people.

All the more reason to make it to San Diego, meet up with the James.

They've got a resistance ready to go.

Assuming they're on schedule.

We haven't had a status update since Dennis skipped town.

He'll be there... guaranteed.

Message from Naval Base San Diego...

"Nathan James, rendezvous with tugs, vicinity of Coronado Bridge, Moor port side, Pier 3, berth 1.

"Rep..."

[ Sighs ]

"Report to General Bradley with California United Forces and turn over your prisoner. Thomas W. Chandler."

They have a General running a Navy base?

And what does the California United Forces even mean?

It means in the last two weeks it took us to cross the Pacific, they dismantled the entire m*llitary.

That doesn't seem possible.

Sasha: It's actually textbook, Captain.

When you want to take down a government from the inside, there's a pretty standard formula.

First, you put the leadership in a position where they have to make immensely unpopular decisions.

Like Ration cards, bank closures. And you start a few riots, force the President to put them down and broadcast the v*olence.

Finally, you manufacture a crisis.

Like an assassination or a hostage situation.

Or both.

In the meantime, you're presenting an alternative leadership through the media.

Regional leaders.

My God.

Six hours to Buoy San Diego, sir.

Castillo owns that base.

We're gonna be on his radar in under four hours.

In a few minutes, we'll start scanning for microwave emissions along the coast, find the biggest one, the most people talking.

10 to 1 that'll be their local center of gravity.

Sir?

Von Clausewitz...

Center of gravity is a source of strength...

Could be comms, transpo, munitions.

We don't just disrupt it, we destroy it, make Castillo show his face, grab him and use him to smoke out the others.

Still, we're invading a country with a single ship.

That's never happened in the history of the world and for good reason... it's impossible.

Nothing's impossible, not if you have the will, the courage, and a good plan.

Von Clausewitz?

Thomas W. Chandler.

Bullshit!

You expect me to go along with all of this?

Randall! Hear him out.

[ Scoffs ]

Beatty's Northwest Region has gone ungoverned for nearly a month.

With each passing day, the resources are drying up.

Someone needs to take control.

I have the infrastructure and the access.

Unless you want to cross the Rocky Mountains and pitch in, I'm the guy.

So geography gives you all of Beatty's assets?

And the advantage over the rest of the us.

Do you have any idea what I'm dealing with up there?

You know what happens if I don't clamp down?

Chaos spreads... You want some?

How 'bout you? How 'bout you?

I'm putting my security people, boots on the ground in the Pacific northwest, and I'm not waiting for your damn permission.

Oh, so it's a fait accompli, then.

You know he's already started mining the whole region for resources.

Take it all, Manuel.

Go ahead, see how far you get when I stop my oil shipments to the west coast.

What? Roberta... I hope you like walking everywhere...

Enough! Because I...

Here is what's going to happen...

For the benefit of all the partners, Mr. Castillo will mine the resources out of the northwest.

Ms. Price is going to provide the oil that allows him to do so.

In return, Mr. Castillo will share the spoils evenly among the partners.

Look, you had me here to settle disputes like this.

Objections?

No.

Good.

It's this pod here.

Still triangulating this area.

[ Indistinct chatter ]

All right.

There.

Man: I understand. Weren't they stationed in east gate?

Shaw: What's the word from San Diego?

Witt: Nathan James has been picked up on radar on its way to the Naval base as scheduled.

Good.

That's a relief.

And everything is in order to "receive" him?

Colonel Witt here has something of a fireworks show in mind.

This is gonna work? You're sure?

It's one few things Jeffrey Michener did right was centralizing control of the weapons systems.

Hmm... Such a tiny, little thing.

Looks can be deceiving.

Let's hope so.

Underestimating the CNO is what got us in trouble in the first place.

Isn't that right, Ms. Shaw?

Arm it, Colonel.

[ Device beeps ]

Just need thumbprints from two of you.

Unh-unh. Let me in on this.

[ Glass thuds ]

I want to be the one that finally kills that son of a bitch Tom Chandler.

[ Rapid beeping ]

[ Beep ]

Good.

[ Device beeps ]

Done.

In a matter of hours, the Nathan James will be at the bottom of the ocean.

There she blows... Sin City.

Why is there no power? Something's not right.

We'll figure it out.

In the meantime, let's stock up on supplies.

[ Engine shuts off ]

You good?

[ g*n cocks ]

All right, nobody move!

Take it easy, friend.

No one needs to get hurt.

Oh, that's up to you now, isn't it?

Then give me all the food you got.

We're out. That's why we stopped.

Ah, come on.

Seriously?

You wouldn't be lying to me, now, would you?

No, sir.

I say we search them.

[ g*ns cocking ]

What?

I thought I warned you to stay the hell away from here.

Go!

Let's get out of here.

Come on.

Go!

Much obliged.

You're not from around here.

No, sir.

But you look familiar.

Yeah, I get that a lot.

Sir, we mean you no harm.

Well, come on then. Best get off the road.

Thank you.

New shipments of food stopped coming, told us they were being redirected.

Few days later, a bunch of soldiers showed up with container trucks, loaded everything up, and I mean everything.

It's just me now.

Kara: What about the city?

There's supposed to be 30,000 people there.

Most all of them followed the food.

You're not a Peacekeeper, you're working 16 hours in some factory or another, keeping lights on, water running.

16 hours for a day's rations.

They're creating food shortages.

And people complained about Michener's ration cards.

How long has it been since you've had something to eat, old timer?

Name's Bob.

Bob.

It's been about three days.

I can't go far on account of this bum leg.

Got no vehicle... It's only a matter of time now.

You want a lift?

I've been here all my life.

I already b*at the odds 10 times over.

If I'm gonna die, I'm... It's gonna be here.

This is home.

It's all we got.

[ Sighs ]

I know it doesn't seem like it looking around, but hope is coming very soon.

So hang in there a little longer, Bob, okay?

I think I do recognize you...

People on TV saying nasty things about you.

Hope you don't believe everything you hear.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Inhales deeply ] Quiet out there.

Too quiet.

They made it.

Tex: Right on time, as usual.

Heading into the mouth of the harbor, Chandler's got to realize.

Castillo will arrest him on site.

Can we signal them?

No. But he must have a plan.

CIC reports no contacts on surface or subsurface.

Very well.

Let's bring her in.

Man: Starboard beam 0-6-0.

[ Alarm beeping ]

Vampire! Vampire! Vampire!

Bearing 115. Two missiles incoming!

[ Alarms blaring ]

No!

[ Voice breaking ] No!

No! No!

No, no!

Oh, no!

No!

[ Sobbing loudly ]

No!

My God.

[ Sobbing continues ]

Those missiles came out of no where.

They were circling.

Damn things can loiter at high altitude for hours.

James didn't even see them coming. Unh-unh.

Kara: They should have.

We're all that's left now.

So, what do we do?

I want to go home, get Frankie, and just keep moving.

But first, I want to k*ll everyone who's responsible for what just happened.

Hell, yeah.

You want revenge?

You don't?

You bet I do... blood for blood.

We do this smart... asymmetrical hits.

Get down.

You see that? Big eyes mounted on the flatbed.

An observation team...

Probably out here to confirm the sinking of the James.

They're off to report back.

So we follow them.

Let's roll.

[ Doors close, engine starts ]

[ Indistinct radio chatter ]

Cameron: Any sign of the Chinese destroyer?

Henan's gone, sir.

They bought it. You were right, sir.

They wanted you dead so bad, they tried to k*ll us all.

As long as we stay more than 40 miles off the coast, we'll stay dead.

In the meantime, Captain Slattery and I will lead a land team, identify Castillo's CoG.

T.A.O.

Sir?

Show us the results of your microwave scanning.

Yes, sir.

These are the areas with the most activity.

That one's not far from the Navy base.

Could be a command center.

Lot of chatter...

Anyway we can listen in on those comms?

I'm on it, sir.

So, you finally k*lled the man who couldn't be k*lled.

I'm not gonna lie, Allison, I was starting to lose faith.

We all were.

Here's to redemption.

St. Louis... We were prepared to give it to Oliver if you played ball.

He didn't. And now you think you've earned it.

Oh, I know I've earned it.

Technically, St. Louis is Wilson's territory.

Take it up with him.

He'll only go for it if you back me up.

He's afraid of you.

And with good reason.

I delivered kingdoms for you, and I expect more.

Castillo is a snake.

Make sure my shipment arrives from California in good shape, and I'll talk to Wilson about St. Louis.

♪♪

[ Brakes screech ]

What is this place?

Store owner Bob said they loaded his food into shipping containers.

Maybe that's what it is... a warehouse, a distribution center.

By the looks of all of those "Peacekeepers," I'd say you're right.

Castillo's hoarding his stash and doling it out to his people as calories for their hard-earned labor.

Why don't we steal it back?

That would be the plan.

Army, Navy, Marines, there's even some Coast Guard down there.

Versus the four of us.

We're not even the dirty half-dozen, but we got heart and we got smarts, okay?

Kara, you and I are gonna scout the place, see what we can find.

And you two, you watch the front... shift changes, patrol patterns, anything like that.

Remember what I taught you.

Okay.

[ g*n cocks ]

Be safe.

Hey, hey, hey.

[ Muffled scream ]

It's me. Hey. Hey.

Hey.

It's me.

[ Breathing heavily ]

Commodore, I don't mean to be rude, but I thought you were dead.

Tex, why am I not surprised to see you here?

Whenever there's trouble and long odds, my friend.

Hey, where's Frankie?

He's fine. He's with my mom.

Look at you.

[ Both breathing heavily ]

So, this Chinese ship you, what, put it on cruise control?

Something like that, sir.

Master Chief's being modest. This was his plan.

Glad to see you're on side, Mr. President.

And good to see you're alive.

Hey.

Hey, it's good to see you.

Looks like we all had the same idea.

Yes, ma'am.

So, this is Castillo's center of gravity.

Yep. It's food.

We were hoping to find a resistance force.

You're looking at 'em.

Well, let's get to work.

Burk, Kara, Tex...

I want you to set a perimeter, motion sensors, bells on a string, whatever we got.

Green, Master Chief...

Establish a comms hub up on that rooftop.

Nathan James is in Emcon, but she'll be listening in.

Wolf, find me a nice, empty building we can drop loudly.

That'll draw the bulk of their forces away when we make our move.

Mike, Sasha... You're on recon.

All right, let's move.

Yes, sir.

Just like old times.

We've cracked the m*llitary code the California Forces are using.

I need you all to sift through the message logs for any critical intel.

How will I know what's important and what isn't?

You'll know it when you hear it.

Just make sure you get it cleaned up, recorded, and print it out.

Yes, ma'am.

[ Indistinct chatter ]

[ Radio chatter ]

[ Fence rattling ]

Jeter: [ On radio ] Comms hub is up, Captain.

Slattery: Four-star.

General, cargo's intact, ready for transpo.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Is there a problem, son?

Sir, some of the men were talking.

They saw the Nathan James blow up.

I just... I can't believe it, sir.

Try not to lose any sleep over it.

Tom Chandler was a traitor.

It's a new day, son.

Some can make the adjustment, some can't.

Take my advice... make the adjustment.

Yes, sir.

Kathleen: There's a round in the chamber... [ g*n cocks ] so just pull the hammer back, and it's ready to fire.

Oliver: I can tell you've had practice.

Got to keep both arms firm to guard against recoil.

You left town pretty quick.

After the doc, yeah.

Yeah.

I have a feeling you blame me for Rachel.

I blame the both of us.

[ Sighs ]

I forgave you.

This, uh, Sasha gal...

She can handle herself?

With the best of 'em.

Good.

Hey, think I found that General Bradley we were supposed to report to.

He's the one that we need to lure Castillo out.

Fellas, we might have read this situation wrong.

Food's not being stored, it's being shipped.

I found train tracks running directly into a warehouse, and they've been used in the last 24 hours.

All right, next time a train loads up here, get out in front of it... hit them hard in the middle of nowhere, not surrounded by 100 soldiers.

We don't have to destroy the food... we can steal it.

Enough food to feed an army.

And then we steal the army.

[ Train bell dinging ]

Vulture team, Elvis has arrived.

I hear you. We are in position.

Wolf?

Wolf: We're on schedule.

Setting charges at the far end of a turn...

They wont' even see it coming, sir.

Overwatch, how's the view?

Best seat in the house.

Fire only in the event that we are fired upon as we approach.

Check that.

Mother, get a bearing on my transmission.

We may need medevac for casualties once we take out the train.

Vulture out.

I hate that silence.

James will be there if we need her.

Are we ready to go?

Loading is underway.

A call for you, sir.

This is Bradley.

Yes, Mr. Castillo.

Mother, our Charlie team leader is broadcasting.

Prepare to intercept and decode.

Are you getting that signal?

Uh, yes, ma'am.

It's staticky as hell, but I'll get what I can.

I'm recording.

I'll put it through the filter as soon as they're done.

You done yet, mate?

Yeah.

[ Engine starts ]

[ Train bell dinging ]

Elvis is leaving the building.

[ Engine shuts off ]

Bradley: [ Distorted ] Don't worry. The... won't be... if say anything different.

"Don't worry, the cargo won't be..."

Hundred, hunkered? What's that word?

Hunters? Hundrey?

[ Train horn blowing ]

[ Radio clicks ]

She's singing our song, guys.

[ Blowing continues ]

[ Distorted ] Don't worry. The... won't be hungry.

Turn the treble all the way down, and cut the low frequency.

Don't worry. The cargo won't be hungry. Don't worry. The cargo won't be hungry. And don't believe them if they say anything different.

Don't worry. The cargo won't be hungry.

And don't believe them if they say anything different.

I even brought some cookies for the kids.

"Cargo won't be hungry."

Oh, my God.

CIC, comms... We need to break EMCON.

Alisha: Captain, the resource on that train is not food.

It's people.

They're transporting carloads of people.

sh*t.

How long till the train hits those charges?!

Wolf: We've got five minutes if we're lucky!

Let's go! Let's go!

[ Engine starts ] Go, go, go!

Man, I missed you guys!

[ Train horn blows ]

I'll get you as close as I can!

Closer!

[ Tires squeal ]

Oh! [ Grunts ]

Wolf: Hang on, Mike!

Come on! I got you.

[ Grunts ]

Let's go!

Come on, move!

Come on! Move it!

Oh, hey! Get down!

[ b*llet whistles ]

[ Casing clinks ]

[ Train horn blows ]

You! What the...?

Hit the brakes!

[ Horn blows ]

[ Grunting ]

Get the lever!

Come on.

[ Brakes screeching ]

Fight's over. Mind letting off on my friend there?

Another 10 seconds, I'd have had him.

[ Groans ]

[ Both breathing heavily ]

I need to see hands... everybody's hands.

Open it.

Open it yourself.

[ Lock clacking ]

[ Indistinct chatter ]

What happened?

You can come out.

What'd he say?

Why? Out where?

It's safe now.

You're free.

W-What do you mean?

You're not slaves.

You don't have to go where these people tell you to.

You don't have to work where they tell you to.

You mean we won't get fed?

Yeah, we got to eat.

There's food at the other end of this line.

They said they'd feed us.

We were promised food.

And my kids haven't eaten since day before yesterday.

I haven't eaten since Sunday.

Please, just let us go on our way.

Just close the door! Let us go, please.

Just close the door.

Welcome to the new America, Captain.

"New America" my ass.

I know these times are desperate, believe me, but there's another way.

None of you are going to starve.

We can get things back to the way there were if you just come with us.

There's enough food on this very train to keep us all fed for at least a few days.

And after that?

After that?

General, or whatever the hell you're called, tell the men and women under your command to stand down.

If you think you can get them back, why don't you go ahead and try?

What the hell were you thinking?

You took an oath!

To what?

To what?!

To the service! The country!

Captain, the thing I swore an oath to, it's gone!

It was torn up two weeks ago.

I might as well swear an oath to the tooth fairy.

[ Sniffs ]

You go hungry for a week, and then you can stand in judgment.

You could have fought back.

My commanding officer tried that.

They cut his throat in his office.

I play ball, and I live, and my kids live.

It's that simple.

Oliver: Come on. Help each other.

What happened?

I'm trying to get confirmation now.

Manuel, we worked this out. If this is some kind of ploy...

I had my general on that train to deliver it personally.

I assure you, there is no ploy.

I've got half a dozen power plants that can't work because there's no one there to operate them.

I need bodies.

Roberta... I am not kidding.

This place goes dark, so do you.

I'll put your territory back into the stone age with the flip of a switch.

Don't do that.

Mr. Castillo, find that train, get it moving, or you will lose Beatty's territory.

Get a secure line.

Call the base in San Diego.

I need divers in the water to confirm that the ship that we sank was the Nathan James.

Slattery: Nathan James, be advised...

We have dozens of malnourished citizens who need medical attention and a full complement of unaffiliated m*llitary...

Have dock prep helo bay 1 for triage.

All right, ma'am.

[ Satellite phone ringing ]

Easy, now.

Captain, we're monitoring a microwave signal that's being received by a device at your location.

Who's calling? Signal emanates from an area of high microwave origination north of Los Angles.

[ Ringing continues ]

It's your boss.

Tell Castillo you want to see him.

You thought you had no choice. Well, you have a choice now.

Let's take him down together.

[ Keypad beeps ]

Mr. Castillo.

Yes.

Sir, there's been an... an incident with the train.

No, sir, the cargo is intact, but...

Yeah, I just think you better come down to the depot.

Yes, sir. I'll meet you there.

You're gonna have to k*ll him, you know.

We don't work that way.

We'll give him his chance to surrender.

No, no, no. Listen to me.

You have to k*ll this guy.

If you don't, he's gonna k*ll every one of us.

Man: We'll have them fall in at battalion support!

Man 2: It's the third sentry rolling in!

[ Engine shuts off ]

[ Indistinct chatter ]

Well, what happened?

Where's my train, General?

Today is not the day to screw with me.

sh**t him!

He doesn't work for you anymore.

I changed my mind. sh**t him instead.

[ g*nshots ]

I suggest you put down your weapons.

Lieutenant Burk, please arrest Mr. Castillo and prepare him for transport to back to the James.

With pleasure, sir.

I made you a g*dd*mn general!

Have you forgotten who feeds you, your families?!

This man will take the food from their mouth to give it to the... [ Grunts ]

Sorry.

This too tight? Good.

So, I take it I answer to you now, CNO?

No.

You answer to him, just like I do.

Commander in Chief!

Man: Attention!

We'll need to give them the oath.

They're rejoining the service of the United States.

Yes, sir, Mr. President.

♪♪

[ Grunts ]

[ Scoffs ]

Tom Chandler.

Saved America from the virus, and they loved you for it.

Then they got hungry.

They miss things like heat, clean water, and Wi-Fi.

They don't have any time for heroes now.

So do your victory dance, and when the filthy masses turn against you, give me a call.

I'll show you how to keep them in line.

But I will never cooperate.

Here's the deal, Manuel...

From here on out, you no longer get to decide what you will and will not do.

See, you had the chance to k*ll me, again, and you blew it... again.

So you will cooperate.

And why is that?

Your army turned on you without hardly a sh*t fired.

Once your partners find out you lost control of your region and Beatty's...

They will cut you out like the cancer you are.

And let's not underestimate the "filthy masses."

Once they hear what you're really about, you'll need more than an army to keep them in line.

But we can always drop you back off at the depot, see for ourselves.

Witt: He must have commandeered a Chinese destroyer back in Asia and then navigated it through the channel remotely.

We need to warn Castillo, ma'am.

It's too late. By now, Chandler already has him.

He may be Navy, but he's a badass.

Shut up, will you?

[ Sighing ] I need to think.

[ Exhales sharply ]