03x01 - Chapter 15: Rise

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It's so beautiful.

We have to go back.
We have to go back for Eva.

She's gone.

But we will always remember her
as the one who saved us from starvation.

Who led us to the Source.

Who enabled us to replenish our farms
and sustain our colony.

Eva 9 saved New Attica.

I should have protected her.

I could have protected her,
but you stopped me.

She is gone and it's your fault.

I mourn Eva as well, Eight,
like I would any of my children.

But our future is New Attica.

It's best we all just
move on with our lives. Quietly.

You want me to pretend
like this never happened?

Like she never happened?

No! I won't do it.

I am going to tell everyone what you did.
What you are.

I am going to tell them everything.

Well, in that case,
you leave me no choice.

What?

Almost, almost.

A little lower, Margot.

Okay, we're good!

- Power up the magnet!
- Roger that. I hope this works.

- Yes! Contact, people!
- All right!

- Fours do more!
- Sanc-Bos do more.

Hey, I told you I'd get to it.

You just can't rush perfect--

Is that Eight?

- Oh, my...
- Where have you been?

- Are you okay?
- Eight. Wait, wait, wait--

No! No. I have to get to him.

Cadmus.

- What happened?
- Whoa, whoa, not the--

You can't override it.

Cadmus sealed it magnetically!
From the inside!

From inside New Attica.

Eva is dead, and it's his fault.

They have to know.

I'm so sorry, Eight.

- We know she was like a sister to you--
- She was my sister.

Don't you think we've tried, Eight?

It's over. No way in.

Watch me.

Tampering or disabling
an override lock system

is expressly forbidden.

Door is open.

Evening curfew in effect.

No more rations
will be distributed tonight.

What's up, New Attica!

Coming to you from the Bazaar,

where we can't even get
chickpea Susti-bars.

Evening curfew in effect.
Please disperse. Recording is prohibited.

- Really? Aw, man.
- We're not hurting anybody.

What happened to "follow your bliss"?

Infraction. Please follow me.

- Infraction?
- Hey. Let go!

Hey, tin can!

He said, "Let go."

State identification.

Come make me.

Infraction.

Infraction.

Infraction.

Infraction.

Infraction.

Infraction.

Infraction.

Who are you?

I'm a Sanctuary Born.

I'm in love.

- Tampering or disabling--
- Did you hear that? Someone's here.

- Nice!
- Eight, you made it!

Where were you?

Will that help?
To gain access to his systems?

Are you okay?

No.

I'm tired of being lied to,

of being blamed, of losing people.

And I'm tired of being afraid.

We are fighters.

We were trained to survive,

and every one of us
who made it here is a survivor.

They're Sanctuary Borns too.

They just don't know it.

It's time to stop pretending,

but we can only do that if we stop him.

So, who's with me?

And... we're in.

We got the entire mainframe.

Doors, utilities, cameras, Authoritons.

Speaking of...

E, looks like your field trip
to New Attica left an impression.

Sanc-Bo spirit!

Well, lookee who we have here.

And now we can track his every move.

Bold plan, E. You sure about this?

Yeah, we've got a rat to catch.

Listen up. The Rat is out of his hole.

Let the cat out of the bag.

Man, we do need better code names.

It's the Sanc-Bo!

Cat to Pest Control.

Let's bring him down to earth.

Copy that, Cat.
Trash Day has the interception.

Blockage detected.

- Excuse me, could you take your--
- Having some trouble? The autopilot.

- Should call them a "not-a-pilot."
- Sir!

- Could you please take your gondola lower?
- It's the latest update. Almost every--

- No, I said lower.
- Really miss the Snow Leopard--

Now that was a good operating system.

Might be widespread. So get comfortable.

Might be up here for a while.

Gondola successfully diverted.
Rat sent scurrying away.

Copy.

Emergency Route Alpha.

Switching to manual.

- The Rat is in the sewers.
- Heavy Metal, copy.

Heavy Metal in T-minus four,

three, two, one.

What are you doing?

Get him, E!

Bringing Rat to Rat Trap.

Isn't he supposed to be chasing you now?

Working on it.

Almost there, almost there.

Trappers, now.

Cat to Pest Control. Rat's in the trap.

- Eight?
- Oh, Cadmus.

Give it up.

Okay. Okay, you got me.

I know when I've been bested.
The question is...

do you?

Abort. Abort!

No point in running.

I have eyes everywhere. I see everything.

You're a survivor, Eight. I'm impressed.

But you forget,
I invented your survival training.

Do you actually think
you conducted any of this?

The Authoriton, the access, this chase.

All this time you thought
you were watching me.

When I was always watching you.

I know.

It's hard realizing that you are the pawn,
not the player.

Everything here is my game.

The world is sick.

We hoped it would get better.

Sadly, it never did.

But humans,
we cannot survive without hope.

What do you think you're doing
with your little rebellion?

Helping them?

You have no alternative.
No way to protect them.

All you are doing is robbing them
of the only hope they have.

Hope that is as fake as your dome sky.

New Attica is unsustainable.
The crops are dying.

If you could feed them with that thing,
you would have done it already.

I just need time. Time to study
the Source and harness its energy.

And that is why I need your help.

Help you?

You k*lled my sister.

Eva 8. Don't you understand?

The Source sustained
all life on the planet.

So, when you severed the connection
from the Source,

everything died, including...

Eva.

The truth is, I didn't k*ll her, Eight.

You did.

You may have failed to save Eva,

but now you can save our city.

Absolve yourself. Stand by my side.

And take the blame for this... unrest.

Thank you. Thank you.

I stand before you today
to share some hard truths.

I have always promised you

that the fruits of this glorious city
would be unlimited.

I know you've all been wondering
about the rations and quotas.

Well, the truth is our vertical farms
were contaminated

by a rogue group of Sanctuary Borns,

whose goal was to sow lies.

To instill doubt in our beautiful visions.

Rest assured they have all been detained

and I am in the process
of restoring New Attica to its full glory.

But, my fellow New Atticans,

you deserve to hear the truth,

from the leader
of the Sanctuary Borns herself.

Eva 8!

It's her!

{\an8}Let's be kind, New Atticans.

She's atoning for what she's done.

"My name is Eva 8 of Sanctuary 573.

I have been asked to explain my role
in coordinating this rogue effort.

It is true.

There have been misinformation and lies.

It's time for progress.
It's time for the truth."

Cadmus brainwashes us all with promises
of perpetual abundance and bliss.

He treats us like children.

Keeps us in the dark
because in the dark you cannot see

that he is a fraud
and New Attica is a lie.

{\an8}Authoritons, seize her!

Authoritons, what are you doing?

Stop--

You want to know the truth?

Let me show you.

There is no utopia.

There is no freedom.

It's all an elaborate illusion
created by our warden.

- No, no.
- Take a good look.

This isn't a paradise.

It's a prison.

The real paradise is out there.

Colors no screen can replicate.

Horizons no computer can reproduce.

The real sun,

so much more beautiful
than anything you've ever seen,

shining over our Earth.

That world is our birthright.

That world is our past.

And it will be our future!

Yeah!

It's time we escaped this prison

and lived in our true home.

I told you I would tell them.

And look,
you put me right where I wanted to be.

In front of all of New Attica.

I know.

It's hard realizing
that you're the pawn, not the player.

Eight, this isn't a game.

I know it's not a game.
Because I've lived it.

All those years in Sanctuary,
believing your promises.

About the world, the family,

the life that was waiting for us
just outside the big door.

When all that was out there
was fear and despair and death.

You let them take us
and break us one by one.

Because you had already given up.

On me, on us, on them.

You were never going to build
the world you promised.

Because you were never
going to fight for it.

But I will.

You don't understand.

We can't go out there.

The aliens, they're linked to the Source.

- They'll never let you destr--
- Let me?

I'm going to harness the Source's power.

I'm going to turn it into a weapon.

And I am going to k*ll every last alien.