03x01 - Move On

[bunniefuu]

(Episode 1 "Move On" precedes episode 2 "But I'm Not".)

Barbie: Three weeks ago, an invisible dome crashed down on Chester's Mill, cutting us off from the rest of the world.

The dome has tested our limits...

(screams)

Go!

...pitting us against one another.

Chester's Mill sentences Dale Barbara to death.

...and forcing each of us to confront our own personal demons... rage...

I need to know that you will stand with me against that!

...grief...

Joe: I don't understand who could do this to her?

I promise you, we're going to catch whoever did this.

...fear...

We're trapped.

Woman: I hear we're going to run out of water.

(clamoring)

(screaming)

You k*lled Angie McAlister.

...shame.

I thought it would bring the dome down.

I would do anything to take it back.

But we've also found love under the dome.

(muffled expl*si*n)

And we have battled to keep our town together.

I thought the dome was supposed to protect us.

No, it's up to us to protect each other.

Now we may finally have found a way out.

We hope it takes us home, but what if it takes us to an alternate reality?

Follow me.

We're going home.

What do you mean, going home?

It's time to move on.

Melanie.

Barbie.

We can't leave Julia.

Julia said it was up to me to lead everybody out.

So you're just gonna leave her here?

She knows that I'm coming back for her.

Look, it's like she says.

Sometimes you just got to take a leap of faith.

Into nothingness.

(deep rumbling)

(gasping)

Looks better than staying in here.

All right, let's go.

Everybody stick together.

Joe!

Norrie!

Melanie!

Melanie (echoing): We're going home.

It's time to move on.

Move on.

Woman: Where are we?

Man: How did we get here?

Man 2: Where are we?

Woman: Everyone here?

Man: I know.

I-I have no idea.

You okay?

Man 2: I'm fine.

Hey, where's Melanie?

I don't know.

I-I didn't see her.

Did you hear her voice?

(high-pitched tone sounding)

(people groaning)

Man: What is that?

(low murmuring)

We're outside the dome.

Woman: Look.

Man: Do you see that?

Man 2: It's changing.

Woman: It's... it's going up.

Man 3: Where's it going?

Man 2: It's changing.

Man: What is it?

Woman: I can't tell.

Man: Take my hand.

(expl*si*n)

(people exclaiming)

(exclaiming)

(crackling)

(whooshing)

(people grunting)

(low murmuring)

Joe: Oh, my God, it's gone.

Man: You okay?

Julia.

Junior.

Julia!

(crying)

I'm here.

Just like I promised.

I came back for you.

(crying)

Hunter, Jawbreaker 2-3, we're less than a klick out.

Got you covered, boss.

Got a drone over the location, no activity in the surrounding area.

(quietly): All right, on me.

Everybody remember we're running a standard exfil protocol.

Intel has those hostages guarded by a small group of insurgents.

All right, that door's our entrance point.

That's where they're holding 'em.

(expl*si*n)

There's no one here!

Target's a ghost!

Yeah, I got ten hostiles coming your way... they came out of nowhere.

(g*nf*re)

(grunting)

You're good. Catch your breath. Hunter, talk to me!

Rooftops are clean.

Let me know if that changes!

(g*nf*re continues)

(grunts)

(cries out)

Drop it!

Drop it! Drop it!

(shouting in foreign language)

Now, get down!

I surrender!

Get down!

I surrender, okay?! I surrender!

Thank you, sir. Thank you.

For what?

Aah!

(groans loudly)

(screams, breathes heavily)

Shh, shh.

I got six rounds in this magazine.

All of 'em are dummies except for one.

(cries out, panting)

(clicking)

Wasn't those.

Where's the hostages?

I don't know. I don't know. Aah!

(clicks)

(casing clatters on floor)

I'm only gonna ask you two more times.

If you're lucky.

(panting rapidly)

(clicks)

(crying)

Where's the hostages?

I beg you...

(clicks)

Last chance.

Okay, okay, okay.

I tell you. (panting)

T... Textile factory.

Guards.

Five. Six-six.

(clicks)

(casing clatters on floor)

(laughs)

You play games, huh?

(laughs)

W-Why, why? I tell you.

No!

Man: You got provisions ready to move?

Man 2: Yes, we do, sir.

Man 3: Got two more units heading down, sir.

Watch your step, ma'am.

(continues indistinctly)

Like Steven Seagal in his aptly-titled 1990 classic, you are hard to k*ll.

Oh, trust me, it ain't from lack of trying.

I'm glad you're back safe. Drink later?

No, man, I'm b*at. Another time?

Yeah.

Hey, I don't know how to thank you.

Ah, just doing what you hired me to do.

Yeah, well, hiring you might be the only good decision I've made as operations manager here.

Ah, it's a tough job, trying to make the world a safer place.

You know, my part's easy.

Just stop the bad guys from making your job harder.

Occupational hazard.

I'm gonna go get cleaned up.

♪

You want to talk about it?

Talk about what?

Whatever you had to do to save my people, it was worth it.

Mm-hmm.

Dale.

You don't have to hide who you are.

I want it all, good and bad.

You sure about that?

Sometimes I don't know what side's gonna come out on top.

I know.

(phone buzzing)

Who's it from?

Joe.

Again.

Don't you think that you should text him back?

(clears throat)

I think we should get some sleep.

Julia!

(panting)

(crying)

I'm here.

Just like I promised.

I came back for you. (crying)

(panting)

You were saying her name again.

(sighs heavily)

I'm sorry.

Don't apologize.

It was traumatic, what you went through.

But you've been having this dream for almost a year now.

Maybe it'd be a good idea for you to go back to Chester's Mill for the memorial.

So you can move on.

(breathing heavily)

Barbie!

(echoing): Barbie!

Where are you?!

Barbie's not coming back for us.

He will. You'll see.

You heard that rumbling. Maybe the tunnels caved in on them.

Maybe everyone's...

Shut up.

I don't want to hear it.

We need to get across, find out where they are.

They can't be far... they were just in front of us.

If something's wrong, we'll help them.

All right.

How?

(grunting)

We can get a ladder at the school.

Pick up some flashlights.

What is it?

My father.

Jim's not the priority right now.

We need to get the supplies and get back here, fast.

Great.

Flares?

Just in case.

In case we get lost at sea?

(sighs) Let's go.

(slide racks)

Cat get stuck up in a tree?

Should've k*lled me while you had a chance, Junior.

Jim, you've got to let us go.

Oh, yeah? Why's that?

You got a hair appointment?

(chuckles)

Them roots are looking a little tired.

(scoffs) Will you just let us go?

If you were gonna k*ll us, you would've done it already.

k*ll you?

Who said anything about k*lling you?

We are the only ones left.

I may need you.

For repopulation.

Why'd you need the ladder?

I said, "Why did you need the ladder?"

Okay.

I got nothing but time. (chuckles)

It's like that old Twilight Zone episode. Remember?

With, uh, Rocky's manager.

The Penguin. Wh-What's his name?

Um, uh, Meredith.

Yeah.

And he-he's all alone after the Apocalypse, and all he wants to do is read.

(chuckles)

And then he breaks his glasses.

(faked sobbing)

I mean, talk about a tragedy.

We need the ladder to get across a rift in the tunnels.

That's where everyone went.

We need to get across and find them.

Find Barbie.

(laughing)

You still believe, don't you?

That the dome is good, that... that it's here to protect us.

If you still believe that, then you're even dumber than the bag of hair I took you for.

The dome is here to destroy us.

It k*lled them all.

Barbie, all of them... they're all dead.

No.

You're wrong. He's alive.

Cut him loose.

Go on.

You're gonna end up dead as the rest of 'em.

This is my town now. What's left of it.

And that's the last bit of charity you're gonna get.

If by some miracle you make it out alive, you best stay well clear of me.

'Cause if I see either of you two again, I won't be so merciful next time.

Go on.

Hey, Junior.

(g*nsh*t)

(grunts)

Now we're even.

(gasping)

I'm okay.

(people talking nearby)

Yeah, I don't remember it looking this perfect.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Can we grab a bite somewhere? I'm starving.

Yeah, I think I know a place.

(door bell tinkles)

(low chatter)

Woman: Is that Barbie?

This place is full.

I think we should go somewhere else.

Anywhere you go, there's gonna be people who want to see you.

You might as well face it.

And I got to use the facilities.

Oh, me, too. Tiny bladder plus a long car ride equals...

You're not finishing that sentence.

Barbie!

Hey. Joe.

It's good to see you, bud.

Good to see you.

Oh, look at you.

You're getting taller on me.

It's been a year.

Yeah. I know.

I was worried you weren't gonna make it back.

I'm sorry for going... incommunicado. You know, I went overseas and then...

I-I should've stayed in touch.

I'm just glad you're here.

How you holding up?

I still think about Angie all the time, especially now with the memorial and all, but...

Mm-hmm. most people lost somebody, right?

You lost two people.

Julia and Melanie.

Uh, so what about college?

Did you... Have you made any decisions?

Uh, yeah. Well, um, I'm still waiting to hear back from a couple places.

Good.

The Great Barbini. Welcome back, man.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Uh, ready to jam?

Oh. Yeah.

We'll catch up at the memorial, yeah?

Yeah. Sounds good.

Okay.

It was good seeing you.

Yeah, you, too.

(door opens, bell tinkles)

♪

(birds chirping)

(branch snaps)

Whoa.

Easy, dude. Didn't mean to spook you.

What are you doing out here?

After what went down at the diner, you know, I thought I'd come and find you.

Why? What went down at the diner?

Aw, come on, man.

Don't play.

You saw Melanie, too.

Melanie's dead.

Is she? In the tunnels, she says we're going home and then she disappears.

Where'd she go?

I'm not in the mood to deal with this right now.

You haven't been here!

Ever since that day, ever since the dome disappeared, things have been different, off. Like-like, remember my asthma?

To be honest, Ben, I remember very little about you.

I had asthma!

I used to have to carry my inhaler everywhere.

Now asthma's gone.

My-my uncle... worst drunk you ever saw.

Clean and sober, like poof.

And beyond all that, everyone's acting weird.

Everyone's getting along, all kum-bah-yah.

Everyone's talking about moving on and whatnot.

You saw her, man.

I know you saw her.

Okay, and what if I did?

Why is it just the two of us?

I don't know!

But now I'm off all my meds, and my head is clear for the first time in, like, forever.

Come on, man!

What? Come on, what?

What do you want from me?

To admit that you see what I see.

Okay, what do you see, Ben?

That none of this is real.

Hello.

My name is Sam, and I'm an alcoholic.

I haven't had a drink in just about a year now.

And I want to say, it's been a blessing having the support of this group.

Before I got here, I wasn't much for what you'd call "group think."

But the 12 steps... got me back on the path.

Never would have happened if I hadn't got sent here a year ago.

Strange to say it, but this place has been good for me.

This lawyer... got in touch with me recently.

He told me there had been some kind of screw-up in the chain of custody with the evidence related to my case.

He told me that if we appeal, it's possible we could get a new trial.

I could be a free man.

But...

I have to make amends for what I've done.

That's the step I got to focus on.

Making amends... to those I've wronged.

And then... maybe I can move on.

(girls laughing)

Is it bad that I'm missing the pin ceremony?

I feel like I should be here.

And the post-game tomorrow and...

Nors, there's gonna be so many post-games.

And just so you know, if it gets rough at this memorial, if you need to talk about anything, you call me.

I'm here for you.

(laughs)

All right, little sis.

Are you ready for your pin?

You're one of us now.

(laughs)

(sighs)

You got your pin!

How does it feel?

It feels great.

I think it's just what you needed.

Finding your group in college is important.

To be part of something that is bigger than yourself.

(phone whooshes)

Not to mention, you don't seem so angry anymore.

What is it?

Joe hasn't been texting me back.

It'll be good for you to see him... as friends.

Are you questioning your decision?

To break things off? No.

But I just wish he wasn't being so high school about it.

And I wish he could see that it's not so scary, moving on.

That's why it's important for you to go to the memorial.

To pay respects to your mother, of course, but also to show Joe, there's a way forward, out of grief.

You'll talk to him.

(phone whooshes)

What are you doing in my room?

Woman: Your mother let me in.

You've blown off our last few therapy sessions.

So what?

What do I need therapy for anyway?

I'm making straight A's, I'm working hard.

I know you are, which makes me wonder why you'd want to throw all that hard work away.

Acceptance letter to Cal Tech.

That's the best engineering program in the country.

Why haven't you responded yet?

I'm going to.

I-I just...

I haven't gotten around to it.

Tell me the truth.

Are you reconsidering the plan?

No. No, I-I... I just...

(sighs)

I've been wondering if this is the best time to leave Chester's Mill.

My parents are still dealing...

Your parents don't need you, Joe.

(sighs)

No matter what you do, staying in Chester's Mill won't keep her alive.

It's up to you, of course, but I think it's important that you speak at the memorial about Angie.

All the feelings that you've repressed since her m*rder.

The sorrow, the guilt.

It might help give you the closure that you need and allow you to take the next step.

Your sister wouldn't have wanted you to hold yourself back, Joe.

She would have wanted you to move on.

Please, just think about it?

I'll see you at the memorial.

(panting)

(loud panting)

(grunts softly)

(groans)

Long way down.

"Long" doesn't quite cover it.

I'll go first.

(sniffles, grunts softly)

(both panting)

(grunts softly)

It's Big Jim's, just in case.

In case I get challenged to a Kn*fe fight?

(both panting)

(panting)

It bit me!

Keep going.

(Julia groans)

Julia?

(gasps, panting)

(groans)

(groaning)

(groaning)

(grunting)

(groans)

(yelps, panting)

(panting)

(grunts loudly)

(panting)

(yells)

(groaning)

(grunts loudly)

(grunts)

(panting)

Junior?

(panting)

Junior?

(door opening)

Did you speak with him?

How are you, Sam?

I'm well.

As well as can be expected.

Day by day, you know?

I do. That's good to hear.

I haven't spoken to Joe about it, and I know that disappoints you.

But the dome coming down, your trial, all the emotions that Joe has kept such a tight lid on... it's understandable why he's expressing them now.

Try to be patient?

What are you thinking?

That I really want a drink.

Well, it's good there's not a bar around.

Oh, you think there's no options in here?

(laughs)

You'd be amazed by the options.

You don't need a drink, Sam.

What you need... is to forgive yourself.

I don't know if I can do that.

Not if Joe can't forgive me.

And what if he doesn't?

You did a terrible thing, Sam, but that one terrible thing doesn't have to define you.

The lawyer that I sent to you... he told me that you wouldn't appeal your case. Why?

Because I deserve to be here.

You were an EMT before, yes?

Well, from my experience, no one goes into that line of work who doesn't have a deep desire to help people, heal people.

If you appealed, and you were released, think of all the people that you could affect.

You know the memorial's today.

Of course.

If you'd spoken to the lawyer, he might have been able to arrange a short furlough.

I'd never be welcome there.

Maybe you could write something.

Something I could read later.

Then at least you'd be a part of the memorial.

Perhaps it might help you make amends.

I need to speak to Joe.

And you will.

But Joe has to be ready to hear you, and...

I don't think he is just yet.

I'm ready when you are.

♪

Woman: Glad we came?

Yeah, I am.

It was a good idea.

Excuse me. Are you Dale Barbara?

Yes, ma'am.

Christine Price.

FEMA sent me here after the dome came down.

For what?

I'm a trauma specialist.

I help communities recover after, shall we say, stressful events.

I tried to reach out to you after I arrived, but it seemed you'd already moved on.

I guess I didn't see much of a reason to stick around.

Well... if you ever feel like talking, I'm at your disposal.

I'm Eva. I'm here with him.

Eva. Christine.

Hunter: I was here for the stressful events.

Does that mean you're at my disposal, too?

Anytime.

Oh, almost forgot.

Would you care to say a few words today about Julia Shumway?

Y-You know, I'm not really much for, uh... for public speaking.

All right.

(phone beeps)

(birds singing)

I wish you wouldn't do that.

(gasps)

Joe.

I've been trying to get in touch with you.

Why?

I thought you were all about getting some distance or whatever.

That doesn't mean I don't still care about you.

They asked me to talk about Angie.

Are you going to?

I don't know.

I don't know what to say... except that she was a good sister.

She could be tough, but... she looked out for me.

I just wish I could have looked out for her.

Big Jim: Jump, Junior!

I can't!

Yes, you can! Stop being a fraidy cat!

Be a man!

Be a man.

Dad, I want to get down!

Big Jim: You don't jump, you don't come home tonight!

Dad, where are you going?

Come back!

Don't leave me here!

Nothing good on television these days, anyway.

(groaning)

(panting)

Julia: Junior! Junior!

(panting)

(panting)

Hey! Hey!

Over here, you bastards.

(groans)

(groans loudly)

Junior?

(panting)

A year ago, the people of this town were delivered from the dome.

But some of you, many of you, also suffered a great loss.

Of friends.

Of family.

After a shared tragedy, there's nothing that provides more consolation than a sense of community.

Those lives will never be forgotten, and their memory will be preserved in an eternal flame here at the monument.

A memorial is about moving forward, moving on, together.

To that effect, I'd like to read a brief epigraph from someone who couldn't be here today.

"Make a way in the wilderness, and do not remember the former things or consider the things of old. For when you walk through fire, you shall not be b*rned, and the flame shall not consume you."

Is there anyone who would care to speak first?

Uh, I wasn't planning on saying anything today, but a lot of you knew my sister, Angie McAlister.

Some of you knew her as a waitress at the Sweetbriar.

Some of you knew her as a volunteer down at the clinic.

Me...

I just always knew her.

And she was so full of life, you know?

(sighs)

It's hard to accept that... that she's gone, to say good-bye, to lose someone that you love the most.

And it's hard to move on, but...

I'm trying.

(quietly): I don't know what to...

Joe here, he was one of the first people that I met when I came to Chester's Mill.

I was a stranger to him, to all of you.

He made me feel like I belonged.

First time I felt that in a long time.

The people of Chester's Mill opened their hearts to me.

And that, I think, allowed me to open mine.

Especially to a woman named Julia Shumway.

What can I say about Julia?

She was the bravest woman I ever met.

She was endlessly curious.

She was, quite possibly, the most stubborn individual to walk this earth in its four billion or so years.

She was loyal.

She always had your back.

Always rooting for the underdog.

And she couldn't help it.

She just... She never lost her faith in the basic goodness of humanity.

Like Christine here said, even though Julia and-and many of your own loved ones are gone... they'll never be forgotten.

(gasping)

I think it's important to learn that we can both remember and move on at the same time.

(gasping)

Ben!

Somebody help him!

Ben!

(gasping)

Man: I'll call 911.

Man 2: Is he okay?

Woman: Is there a doctor here?

Someone call an ambulance.

Where's his inhaler?

Why doesn't he have it?

He's choking on something.

Joe: Ben! Come on, man!

(choking)

Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.

It's time to move on.

Joe: Come on, Ben.

(exhales)

(grunting)

(panting)

I'm sorry.

Oh, my God.

(shuddering breaths)

Joe.

(gasps)

(shuddering breaths)

Norrie.

(Julia panting)

Ow!

Junior?

Junior?

Wake up.

Melanie.

But how are you...? (groans)

It's all right.

You're safe now.

When the ground opened up and took you, I thought I'd never see you again.

I was brought here.

What is this place?

I can explain everything, but first... I have to show you something.

(panting)

(clattering)

I don't understand.

What did you want to show me?

There's nothing here.

We're here.

That's all that matters.

You're afraid.

But I need you to trust me.

It'll be okay.

No, no. I have to, I have to get back to Julia.

I could always feel your pain.

Let me take it all away.

Melanie!

Melanie (echoing): I'm over here. Don't be afraid.

Melanie!

You're not alone. It's time to move on like the others.

Where are you?!

I'm right here, baby.

What's happening?!

(panting)

Melanie!

Soon, this will all be over, once you and your friends become who we need you to be.

It's the only way we'll survive.

Melanie... please don't do this.

But first we have to fix you.

Melanie! Melanie!

(panting)

Julia, stop!

Melanie?

My God, you're alive.

What happened to you?

I'm not sure.

It's all a blur.

It's okay.

It's okay. You're here now.

That's all that matters.

I need you to help me free Barbie.

And the rest of them.

You can't.

You can't help any of them.

Well, I have to try.

No, you don't understand.

If you free him, you'll end up like all the others.

Like Junior.

Junior?

He was just with me.

We were in the tunnels together.

We got separated.

I'll show you.

After I was pulled underground, I was unconscious.

Trapped in one of these until he cut me free.

And then one of those, it... it wrapped around his legs, his body.

I couldn't save him.

Please, Julia, we should go.

No.

No, I'm not giving up... on Barbie; on our friends!

(groans)

Julia, your leg.

You're hurt, exhausted. Let me help.

Look.

These... things... connecting all the cocoons...

...and they're all coming from up there.

Julia, I'm scared!

This cocoon, it's... different.

It's larger.

I can't see who's inside.

The egg.

Dome.

These cocoons.

There's got to be a connection.

What if the egg is like... a key... to unlock the cocoons?

Your father didn't bring the egg back from Zenith.

But you told me he was on his way to Chester's Mill.

We need the egg!

How can you be so sure?

You saw what happened to me when it was taken from Chester's Mill.

I'm... I'm connected to it somehow.

I almost d*ed. I can't explain it.

I just know we have to have the egg.

We need to find a way to get a message to my father.

What's wrong?

There's just one problem.

Hey!

Hey!

Get out of here!

Go on! Get!

(barks)

Yeah, that's right!

This is mine! This is all mine!

You better run.

You hear me?

Boss!

Is there a problem?

Uh, after the memorial last night, I was pretty messed up, so I found some... uh... comfort?

She needs to go now.

Roger that.

Um, change of plans.

It's a... work thing.

But...

I'll call.

(chuckles) Hi.

Yeah.

He'll call.

Hey, can you unlock this?

You insult me.

From the look of that vein in your forehead, whatever's on here's got to be...

Yeah, it's important.

(computer chirping)

Yeah, and unlocked.

Okay, so this video right here, this was taken yesterday right before Ben d*ed.

You lifted the dead kid's phone?

Not judging.

Ben: Chester's Mill cop.

Chester's Mill groundkeeper.

Chester's Mill delivery guy.

Different hair, different clothes.

Moustache, no moustache.

But here's where it gets weird.

They're all the same freaking face.

Barbie, I'm telling you they're all the same dude.

Whatever's going down in Chester's Mill, here's proof that it ain't real.

What did he mean "not real"?

Plug this in.

I want you to play it again.

Punch in on their faces.

No prob.

(sniffs, clears his throat)

Chest... Mill...

No, no, no.

What the hell? What's happening?

I... I...

I-I-I don't know.

The file's, like, corrupted or something.

Okay, so then fix it.

I'm trying! I...

This makes no sen... I...

Okay, I need you to do whatever it takes to retrieve that file.

Do you understand me?

Hey! Do you understand me?

Yeah.

Meet me at the 'Briar in an hour.

Ben was such a good friend.

I can't believe he's dead.

Chester's Mill strikes again.

(sighs)

It doesn't make any sense.

What?

Go to college and gain, like, 15 pounds.

It helps keep the weight off.

You're so gonna love it there.

Who says I'm even going?

Wow.

It's like you're trapped under a dome and you can't even see it.

Joe, this isn't what Angie would've wanted.

She was my sister...

Yeah, and she's dead!

Just like my mom.

And it sucks and it's unfair.

But that doesn't mean you stop living.

Leaving Chester's Mill is the best thing I ever did.

It allowed me to heal and to meet new people.

I feel like a different person and I want that for you, too.

You're different, all right.

The clothes, the hair.

A sorority? Seriously?

It's nice to be a part of something bigger than yourself.

To belong.

Is that why you haven't been back here in over a year?

You're too busy belonging?

We decided that we would take a break until you graduate, Joe.

It was great catching up with you, Norrie.

Joe.

Damn it.

(sighs)

(shower running)

Eva?

Check-out's at noon, slowpoke.

You haven't even packed.

Yeah, I wanted to talk to you about that.

Everything okay?

You think it'd be all right if we stayed another day?

With everything that happened with Ben and the memorial, I think we should stick around.

Everyone was pretty shaken up.

Yeah, you were pretty shaken up.

You were tossing and turning all night.

No, I-I'm fine.

Well, if you're fine...

...care to, uh, join me in the shower?

Hmm?

(chuckles)

(moans)

I can't.

I'm sorry, I got to...

Go?

Yeah.

Love you.

(door closes)

(groaning)

Inmate: You got something to say, why don't you say it to my face, man?!

Come on. (grunts)

(grunting)

(inmates shouting)

Oh, bring it!

(inmates shouting)

Fine, he stabs you.

One of yours stabs him and so on and so on until there's none of you left.

You want vengeance, you better dig two graves.

One for him and one for you.

Who's gonna dig yours, huh?

I've tried everything I know.

Ben's video isn't on his phone or on the cloud.

It's like it...

Was never there?

You're not gonna, like, fire me, right?

I just got a condo.

Those men on the video, they can't all be the same guy.

That is...

It's crazy. (sighs)

Ship that off to Billingsley, all right?

I'm gonna go ahead and call in a few favors while we're at, uh...

Excuse...

Junior?

Hey, Barbie.

You're dead.

Not the last time I checked.

Hunter: Yo!

Incoming.

What are you doing here?

I know, I feel bad that I missed the memorial, but my bike broke down.

We haven't seen you since...

Marrakech?

You were building homes for the poor.

Yeah. How weird was it that we ran into each other in Africa, of all places?

Uh, you still seeing that hottie that drank us under the table?

Uh, what was her name?

Uh, Eva.

Yeah, she's actually here with me in Chester's Mill.

Yeah, yeah, I'd love to see her.

You know, minus the crap tequila.

(chuckles)

Well, I'm not sure how long we'll be here in town.

No worries.

I know it must be rough for you being back here.

I think about Julia all the time.

Yeah, me, too.

Just glad you were able to move on.

If anyone deserves happiness, it's you.

I appreciate that.

Hey, I'm gonna let you two catch up.

I got to go check on something, but it's good seeing you, Junior.

You, too, man.

Do you really think this will work?

When Barbie used the dome like this to write me a message, he was taken away by armed men.

They were watching us.

My father's men?

(sighs) Let's hope they're still watching.

Don: She needs the egg.

Let me take the egg back to Chester's Mill.

I-I think that the dome may very well be its power source.

You know, 25 years ago, a meteor storm bombarded the Earth.

A year after that, the first fragments of one of these so-called eggs was found in a meteor near our drilling site in Alaska.

With the government's blessing, I've devoted the resources of this company to track down ever meteor that fell that night.

This was the only egg that was found intact.

So you can imagine my reluctance to letting it leave this facility.

If the egg isn't returned, we risk losing everyone inside.

Eh, I don't give a damn about anyone in Chester's Mill.

Uh, no offense to your daughter.

Your son is trapped under the dome as well, no?

That's not relevant.

No, no, no, no, I-I disagree.

If I allow you to take this egg back to Chester's Mill, it's a one-way ticket.

I need to know that you're doing this for the good of the company, and not for some sentimental reason.

We want the same thing.

To unlock and harvest the power of the egg and the secrets it holds, regardless of costs.

You think my father got my message?

I have to believe he did.

And this is where he'll surface from Zenith.

What was it like in the cocoons?

Being asleep.

What is it?

If my father returns with the egg, what do I even say to him?

It's been so long.

You don't have to say anything.

He's your father.

(sighs)

(groans)

Are you okay?

(groans)

Yeah, I would be, if the world would stop spinning.

(chuckles) You need to rest, conserve your strength.

I can take the first watch.

No.

No, Julia.

Lay down.

You've always taken such good care of me.

Always trusted me.

Let me do this one small thing for you.

I'll wake you at the first sign of my father.

(groans)

Eagle one?

How should we proceed?

Just hold off until the team has arrived.

Also, establish a permanent comm link once you're inside the dome.

(splashing, Don gasping)

(groans)

(panting)

Melanie?

I can't believe it's really you.

Did you bring it?

Is that the egg?

Of course, sweetheart.

You know I'd do anything for you.

You're my daughter.

But I'm not.

(choking)

(choking stops)

Eva: Dale?

I got your text.

Why are we here?

How did we meet?

Are you serious?

Eva, please, this is important.

How did we meet?

It was at that dive bar in Marrakech.

Your tall friend kept buying me drinks, but all I could look at was you.

His name?

What was his name?

I think it was James?

But you and Hunter kept calling him Junior.

Babe, what is this about?

Okay, this is gonna sound crazy, all right, but I need you to believe me here.

His name was James Rennie, and his name was on this wall yesterday.

That's not possible.

Everything is just jumbled up in my head.

You and me, Marrakech, Kabul, the bed-and-breakfast in Belgrade.

But now, I've got all these other memories, too.

I saw Junior's body, okay?

He d*ed that day along with his father and Julia the day that dome came down.

Okay.

I'm so sorry. This is my fault.

I thought coming back to Chester's Mill would be good for you, for us, but I can see now that it's just upsetting you.

No, you-you, but you're not listening to me.

It's more than that.

It's the-the-these places, these people, something is wrong here.

It's not making sense.

What?

Dale?

Hey, you.

Hey!

(grunting)

(gasps) I beg you!

(g*n clicks)

No, I k*lled you.

What are you, watching me?!

Huh?!

Dale, let him go!

What are you doing?

You don't understand. I...

No.

Don't do this!

He was in the video, okay?

That's what Ben wanted to show me.

Then the video disappeared.

Ben told me before he d*ed that he felt like someone was watching him, okay?

That-that all of this was not real.

Okay, sweetie, you're scaring me.

Just take my hand.

You've been under so much stress.

We can... we can go back to the motel, or we can get in the car and drive away.

We never have to come back here again.

I-I can't, okay?

Not until I figure out what's going on here.

Dale!

Focus on your breathing.

Focus on just being.

Let your thoughts flow through you until there are none.

Eyes.

How do you...?

Because I'm focused, and you're not. Again.

Breathe.

(exhales)

This is stupid.

I take it you spoke with Norrie?

I'm so pissed at her.

Life becomes so much easier when you learn to accept the apology you never got.

You can't expect her to be sorry for being happy.

She said I was still trapped under a dome because of Angie.

Am I?

Let me ask you something.

You have always dreamed of being an engineer, a builder, an inventor, so, why do you think you haven't been able to send in your acceptance letter to Cal Tech, a place to accomplish all your goals?

It just... doesn't feel right.

Joe, I can't tell you how to feel.

But... if you really want to know whether you're still living under a dome, maybe it's time you forgive the person who put you there?

No. No way.

You have kept your feelings regarding Sam buried for so long, they're like a chain weighing you down.

I don't want them to stop you from reaching your true potential.

I have nothing to say to Sam Verdreaux.

Then just listen.

He's as much a prisoner of the past as you are.

The difference is, you're the one holding all the keys.

(tool ratcheting)

Nice ride.

Thanks. And you are...?

Christine. Christine Price.

Uh, better not.

I heard you were back in town.

Who from?

Your friend Hunter.

All it takes is a free latte, and you'd be amazed what people tell you.

You the town shrink?

Uh, well, I prefer therapist, but, yes, I help places like Chester's Mill heal after a natural disaster.

Yeah, there was nothing natural about the dome.

Well, unnatural disaster just sounds a little too Fox News.

It's a shame we didn't get to meet last year.

By the time I was assigned to here, you were just... gone.

Nothing to keep me here.

We missed you at the memorial yesterday.

Yeah, I had some trouble with my bike.

That's kind of convenient, don't you think?

Showing up the day after a tribute to everyone the town lost, including your father?

Town didn't lose my father.

I k*lled him to protect it.

So if the reason you're here is to see how I'm doing since the dome came down, ridding myself of my father was the best thing I've ever done.

Now, if you don't mind...

I'm just curious.

If ridding yourself of your father is the best thing you've ever done, why haven't you sold his house?

Lady, why do you even care?

Because like it or not, James Rennie, you belong here.

You're part of this town.

You're part of a community that needs you right now.

I can never be part of this town.

My father made sure of that.

You want to know why I left?

'Cause everyone around here thinks I'm just like him.

Then, maybe, it's time you stop running away and show them that you're not.

(grunts)

(dog barking nearby)

(barking)

(barking)

Big Jim: Wakey, wakey, sleeping beauty.

(laughing)

Tell me who the hell that is?

I asked...

Don Barbara.

That's Barbie's old man?

How'd he get in Chester's Mill?

Maybe he would've told you if you hadn't have k*lled him.

(scoffs) You think I did this?

Wouldn't be the first innocent person you've k*lled.

Well, I'll give it to you.

You got a pair on you, throwing around accusations, considering I'm the one holding the g*n.

Where is Melanie, and where's the egg?

Or did you k*ll her, too?

The egg? I got rid of that damn thing.

Don was bringing it back to Chester's Mill.

What, are you insane?

After everything that egg has done, you wanted him to bring it back here?

That thing is evil.

No, evil is sh**ting your own son.

Well, he sh*t me first.

Jim, everyone in this town is trapped in the tunnels under the dome, including your son.

Junior's trapped?

So, if you don't have Melanie, and you don't have the egg, then get out of my way!

Listen, if you're such a great reporter, Shumway, answer me this.

Why would I k*ll this guy, then bring you over to show you the body, huh?

Face it... you got played.

Melanie k*lled that guy, then left you behind so she could take that egg and do God knows what.

Melanie would never betray me. She's not like you.

Well, that's kind of my point. She's not like any of us.

Nobody gets to come back from the dead.

You're wrong about her.

How many people have to suffer because you can't see what's right in front of you, huh?

That egg, this dome, that girl... they cost me my wife.

Move!

You're so high and mighty, aren't you?

I'm not the only one in this town with blood on his hands.

People are dead because of you.

Your faith in this dome has made you blind, deaf and dumb.

Aah!

That is the second time you have called me dumb, and I wouldn't do it again.

Now, if you're gonna sh**t me, do it.

Otherwise, I'm leaving now.

My, my, the monarch's got a temper.

Go to hell.

Truth hurts, doesn't it?

♪

Woman: Yeah, there's a space right here.

Man: Yeah, room seven, I believe.

Woman: Yeah...

Honey, just tell housekeeping.

Man: This is our room right here, so, yeah, we could just, uh, bring it in over here.

Maggie, I just got to get the last bag...

You have your I.D.?

(g*n chamber clicks)

(grunting)

(phone buzzing)

Yup.

Dale?

Who is this?

It's Christine Price. We met at the memorial.

I'm with Eva at the hospital.

I think that you should get here right away.

(car engine starting)

(engine revving)

How's Eva? What happened?

She called me, wanted to meet at the Sweetbriar.

She was upset about your fight.

We were waiting for our food when she doubled over in pain.

I helped her to the bathroom, and that's when she noticed she was bleeding.

She was bleeding? What...?

Oh, no, no.

The doctor's with her now. He said that Eva and the baby are gonna be just fine.

The baby?

(panting)

(groans)

(yelling, thudding)

(panting)

(panting, gasps)

(groaning)

(panting)

(grunts, panting)

(dog whines)

What the hell?

Get.

Get!

Get!

Go on, get out of here!

Stupid mutt.

♪

(both laughing)

Oh.

So why do they call it Hard Lemonade?

Because...

(laughs): I got nothing.

(laughs)

Well, do you like beer?

Mm.

I hate beer.

To hating beer.

Was Joe right?

Have I become that awful, stuck-up college bitch that everyone hates?

And we were doing so well without talking about Joe.

Is that what this is all about?

Screw him.

I like being in a sorority.

I love, for the first time in my life, not being so angry all the time because I never fit in.

I totally get that.

I feel the same thing working for Barbie.

I was always this loner out to get back at the system, but now...

I-I don't know, you know, I feel like...

I have... direction and purpose, that there's more to my life than just looking out for myself.

I never want to go back to being that guy.

The way I see it, you can do what Joe wants you to do, or you can just... move forward, allow yourself to be happy.

Just make sure it's your choice, what it is that you want.

Hey, you.

How long have you been here?

About an hour or so.

Hey... why didn't you tell me about the baby?

I wanted to.

I just thought it would be better after the memorial, so that you wouldn't feel trapped.

Trapped?

Why would you even think that?

Dale...

I jumped into this relationship with both feet.

You seem to have one foot in the past with Julia and the other foot in the future with me, and...

I want to be with you.

I want to have this baby.

(takes deep breath)

What I feel for you... is real.

And this baby is real.

I know what I want.

But do you?

(lock buzzes)

Hey. I'll be over here if you need anything.

Okay.

Sit.

Look, Joe, I know this must be damn near impossible for you.

I don't want you to think that I've asked you here to... explain what I did, or that somehow I'm not responsible for my actions.

So why am I here?

(sighs)

Because as part of my sentence, I've been... working with other prisoners.

Trying to help them move on and get their lives back on track.

I guess, in a way, it's also... forced me to take a long look at myself.

My drinking.

My shame.

The reason I wanted to see you is because I wanted to look you in the eyes and tell you how profoundly sorry I am for what I did.

And that I'm doing everything I can to be a different person.

To be a better person.

To earn... your forgiveness.

Her name's Angie.

You haven't said her name once.

It's Angie. And you k*lled her.

Joe, I-I...

No. You don't get to speak.

It's my turn.

I didn't come here for you, or to hear about how you're getting on with your life...

I came for my sister.

The one person who meant everything to me and who will never get to move on.

So if you're done patting yourself on the back for becoming a better person, then I want you to know that the only way I'll ever forgive you is when you've suffered the way that you made Angie suffer.

♪

(grunting)

Oh, God!

Guard: Hey! Get down!

Everybody, lock it up now! Lock it up! Down!

♪

Julia: Melanie.

What are you doing?

I couldn't wait for you, Julia.

Why couldn't you wait for me?

(high-pitched tone sounding)

What's happening?

Who's in that cocoon, Melanie?

You'll see.

You have faith in me, don't you, Julia?

All I have ever wanted is to believe that the dome is here for a reason.

But I can't keep ignoring the truth, not when it's staring me right in the eyes.

If the cocoon protects who's inside, and Junior freed you... how did he cut your cocoon open when I have the Kn*fe?

Oh.

(gasping breaths)

Big Jim: What the hell?

(quietly): My God.

Is this what you want, Norrie?

(weakly): I'm so, so sorry, Joe.

(panting)

Do you love me?

(grunts)

(groans)

(choking)

I'm sorry, Julia.

A process has begun, and I cannot let you interfere.

I believed in you.

Don't worry, we'll fix you, too.

And what about me?

'Cause I don't know who this "we" is... but I'll be damned if I'll let it k*ll my son.

Melanie: No, no, you can't.

You'll destroy everything!

What do you say, Red?

(panting)

Do it.

(Julia panting)

(quiet ripping, rustling)

(rapid panting)

(panting slowing)

Barbie! It's okay.

(panting): It's me, Julia.

It's okay now.

(panting)

Julia: You're safe.

It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

Julia: It's over.

(Barbie gasping)

Julia: It's okay, I got you.

(gasping)

Julia: It's over.