Previously on Defiance...
Congratulations.
You found yourselves an honest-to-goodness Omec.
But when the Votans see you,
all they see is a predator because that's all they know of you.
The Omecs no longer consume the lesser races.
But that is no concern of yours.
I'm here for my daughter.
All right, here's the deal.
Our town needs gulanite badly.
I suggest a sharing agreement,
50-50. Our mines, your equipment.
Everybody wins.
You're not a killer.
You don't know what it's like. What killing does to you.
I don't want you to know.
What happened?
My weapon jammed.
Who is it?
Would you kill this human in exchange for your husband's life?
No.
Family is more important than anything else in this world, Alak.
I am Christie's mother. You can depend on me.
I wish I could believe that.
Pilar?
No. No, no, no, no, no!
Pilar?
Hey! Hey, please.
She took my son!
You will spy for me as a team. Both you and Stahma.
I bet you're thinking there must be a catch.
Well... Bebe.
"The ship began crumbling around them
"in a violent monsoon of terra-rock.
"The Kaziriwas in self-destruct mode!
"Wounded, bleeding, there was no way.
"Nolan could make it out on his own.
"So Irisa hoisted him over her shoulders..."
"As his hot, human blood mingled with hers,"
"she pulled the man she called 'Father' to safety."
"To freedom. To Defiance."
Do you want that? Here. No.
You know, my favorite part is the part
where you carve up the E-Rep battalion
and use them as a stepladder.
I don't care. It's garbage.
No.
Uh-uh, Daddy's reading.
Hey, listen up. The stasis nets were down to let in a supply convoy,
and a roller came in out of nowhere.
They blew through the gates. VC markings.
They're headed straight for town.
Vehicle approaching!
Fire on my command.
Wait.
Hold your fire!
What are you doing barreling in like that?
My husband's in urgent need of medical attention. Please.
I could've shot you.
I stabbed the Liberata in the throat with my shiv,
but he made enough noise to attract the guards.
We had to run for it across open territory
towards the vehicles.
Bullets were tearing over our heads.
It was a miracle that we made it to the roller.
I pulled Stahma behind me but Alak...
Alak was gone.
We searched through the night, but when day came,
we had no choice but to leave.
We can only pray to Rayetso that.
Alak and the baby can find their way home.
Whoa there, Trigger.
You're gonna open it back up.
He'll be fine.
Thanks, Doc.
I didn't do it for you.
Do you know where the camp is?
It's somewhere in the Bordeen Valley.
That's half a day's drive from Defiance.
How many troops they got?
There's at least 100.
They kept us both blindfolded.
You were seen leaving town with Rafe McCawley.
What are his whereabouts?
Rafe, Christie, and Quentin are dead.
Those VC pigs massacred an entire family.
All of them.
No.
No!
Quite an arsenal.
I'm a big guy. I can carry a lot.
Look, I know you're hurting.
Yeah?
Yeah.
I've known the McCawleys a long time.
Rafe, he was my first friend here in Defiance.
And I used to baby-sit Christie.
But we can't make this about them.
Appreciate the advice.
I need you to get intel.
All right? Troop movements, personnel counts, armament details.
And then I need you to get your ass back here.
In one piece.
Don't worry about it.
I don't have to tell you we're walking
into a nest of stone-cold killers.
So don't.
I need to know I can count on you.
Don't be stupid.
Home at last.
It doesn't feel the same.
Testing the tub for leaks?
Favis.
It's all right, darling.
Best to keep the plumbing active.
If I may, did you find Alak?
We have.
Is he all right?
For now.
Andina, go prepare dinner.
Why did you tell her Alak is alive?
She's sworn to us. She can be trusted.
We can't trust anyone.
If we're caught, we will be executed for treason.
Rahm Tak will kill Alak.
Our grandchild will grow up an orphan.
Shall I slit Andina's throat? Would that make you happy?
Andina!
Come in here, please!
I'm a professional criminal!
I know who I can and cannot trust!
Yes, Favi?
We came to this town with nothing but the clothes on our backs.
And I did whatever was necessary
to provide for and to protect this family.
And I will continue to do so,
and I will do it without your input!
Are you gonna bathe on your own again, my dear?
Or are you gonna help me get into the gwoking tub?
Must be close. Rahm Tak's calling card.
Well, we better bury 'em. Go get a shovel.
Nolan, watch out!
Hey, pal.
Thirsty?
I got a flask of slam in the back of the truck.
You guys okay?
These woods are dangerous.
Come on. We'll take your roller to my cabin.
Come with me if you wanna live.
Just making sure you made it up there okay.
Of course.
Did you make sure the transmitter was well hidden?
Naturally.
Now remember, it needs to be unimpeded from the north.
And don't forget to tell 'em that Nolan is heading in their direction.
You take care of your end, I'll take care of mine.
Yeah.
Is that my dad's?
Used to be.
This just came in.
Guess what, Alak?
Defying my very low expectations,
your parents have successfully established
a communication link.
They've also warned me that the Defiance
town lawkeeper is headed this way.
Tell me about him.
You know, I never actually met him.
Yeah, I've always just tried to stay out of trouble.
You're an odd mutt.
I mean, I see some of the noble refinement of Shanje Liro
in the strong jawline, the bridge of the nose.
But I also see the blunt arrogance
of your father's Yuke Liro.
You are a sorry combination of qualities.
Now, I will afford you that one mistake.
Let's start again.
Tell me about the lawkeeper.
His name's Joshua Nolan.
Joshua Nolan? The Butcher of Yosemite?
Yeah.
Yeah!
He's the scariest killer on the face of this Earth
and he's gonna rip your jekking throat out when he gets here!
I was in Yosemite.
There was a lovely waterfall.
It ran red with Votan blood for days
after Joshua Nolan massacred my comrades.
It'll be good to see him again.
So what are a couple of Ark Hunters
doing at the ass-end of Oklahoma?
Looking for the camp those soldiers came from.
You're looking for the VC?
You got a death wish.
I'm a thrill-seeker from way back, what do you know?
The Collective is bivouacked near Pallahas Ridge.
There are blackberry bushes there, so I take my chances.
Funny what you'll risk your life for.
I could show you the way.
Appreciate that.
Your baby's awake.
Hi.
I found him in Freeman, Kansas, a couple of months ago.
The VC had swept through, killed every man, woman, and child.
But they missed this little sucker. He's a survivor.
Cold, hungry, he never makes a fuss.
What's his name?
I call him Bear.
Because he hibernates just like one.
Well, this is no place for an infant.
We'll drop you two back in civilization on our way through.
Where you headed?
East. Defiance.
Defiance.
I always wanted to visit, see that big arch.
Count me in.
Someplace warm, enough pow milk for my little Bear.
I'd ride strapped to the hood if I had to.
No need for that.
We'll leave at first light. Here. Just in case.
I won't let you down.
The badge suits you well.
What are you doing?
I'm here to retrieve some personal effects from my roller.
You stole that roller from the VC, who stole it from the E-Rep.
So it's spoils of war and it belongs to this town.
Just like these weapons.
That's why I chose this particular vehicle.
Prior to our escape,
I saw soldiers loading the secret compartment.
Let me be frank with you.
My criminal interests have fallen to shtak in my long absence.
Now these weapons will help me reestablish supremacy.
Look, I'm sorry for everything that you've been through.
But if we are attacked by the VC,
we need every gun, rifle, and sling-shot
we have at our disposal.
Do you know what that means?
Your accent is a little thick for these human ears.
The night of the mass killings at Camp Reverie,
you were about to be executed.
I saved your life.
You can repay me now.
All I'm asking from you is to look the other way.
Excuse me.
I'm sorry but I can't do that.
Good day, Deputy.
Datak.
Stop.
Well, you wouldn't shoot a cripple in the back, would you?
Yes, I would.
You're too honorable for that, sweetie.
Final warning.
It rarely ends well for people who order me around.
I'm devastated.
I always felt a certain internal chemistry with you.
Shut up.
The Ridge is a couple of clicks north.
There's a back road, but it's kind of overgrown,
hard to navigate unless you know it.
Might be better if I drive.
Hand me the tags.
Transmission's all but shot. Hard to get it out of second gear.
I'm actually a very good driver.
It's okay. I got it.
I'll ask one more time.
If you want my roller tags, you're gonna have to kill me.
That thing needs an actuator to fire.
Give it to me.
Rafe McCawley's boots. Half-Casti baby.
Doesn't take an Indogene to figure out who you are.
It's a pleasure to meet you, Pilar.
That baby is the only thing I have left of my family.
Please. Let me hold the child.
What? The child you kidnapped? That child?
The child I saved.
I'm not a criminal.
You just tried to kill me and steal my roller.
Only because I didn't trust you.
And you didn't trust me either,
or you wouldn't have given me a disabled weapon.
Let's call it even.
It's okay.
Please don't cuff me.
No, the Votan priests cuffed me and they did terrible things.
I just... The baby needs...
Come here.
One more word. One more,
and I'm gonna stuff a sock in your mouth.
We're gonna take you both back to Defiance,
we'll sort it out there.
Until then, settle down and relax.
No. No, Nolan.
Let me have him.
Let me hold him.
- Hey! - Don't kill her!
Don't kill her.
I wasn't planning to.
All right. We'll be back for you.
Come on. Let's go. Whoa. What are you doin'?
We can't leave the baby.
Why not?
He's happy.
He's a baby.
So? Where's he gonna go?
He's a baby!
You are very demanding.
Hello, Datak.
Amanda.
When I was driving towards Defiance,
and I saw the glorious arch on the horizon, I thought it meant sanctuary.
I was finally home.
None of the many injuries you see on my body hurt more
than the shabby treatment I received
at the hands of your pretty little lawkeeper.
Sarcasm. You're such a pro, Amanda.
You have anything else you wanna get off your chest?
I paid dearly for those guns.
I've been tortured, humiliated.
My son is likely dead. I have earned those weapons.
We have an armory full of weapons.
You really think those guns are why I kept you locked up all night?
Then why?
Oh.
You're still angry about your sister.
Every day you've been away,
I've been waiting to hear news that either you or Stahma,
preferably both,
had been killed in the Badlands.
In my best daydreams, your deaths were
very slow and very painful.
But now you're back.
And I have a choice.
I can either focus on making you pay for Kenya,
or we can move forward.
If you assure me that you will put Defiance first,
if you swear to get the criminal element organized
and fighting for the common good,
if you promise to never cross me
or make me regret this decision...
Say it in English!
I promise.
You good?
Given our new understanding, those weapons would be very helpful.
Not gonna happen.
Those weapons are going to stay locked up safe
in the town armory.
To help us win the war.
You are young to speak Omec.
I'm hardly fluent.
In school, we studied your classics.
The poems of Lutenn were my favorite.
A recitation worthy of high marks.
As your slave courtesans, before the Enlightment,
was it not expected of Castithan women to recite your poetry?
Yes. That was a dark chapter in our history.
Thankfully we have matured. Evolved.
Others have refused to move on.
They are wary of us. But you...
You are not.
Perhaps I should be wary.
In the bedtime stories of my childhood,
the Omec were known as...
As legend has it, if a girl was ever to cross paths with an Omec,
she would fall madly in love
and be swept away in the Dread Harvest,
never to be seen again.
But that's just the stuff of fairy tales, is it not?
One can never be sure.
I am Eksu Tsuroz T'evgin.
What may I call you?
Stahma.
What have you purchased there, Stahma?
Pain-relieving herbs. For my husband.
Perhaps you can help me with a purchase of my own.
I'm looking for this thing they call "sugar bread."
The humans enjoy it.
- But... - But, what?
As a connoisseur of the flesh,
I would think an Omec would prefer
something a little more savory.
I remember that feeling,
when the Arks finally left Casti orbit.
Relief.
Reassurance that we would not perish
by the heat of our own sun.
And hope for a new beginning.
My people shared that same hope.
It did not last long.
What happened to the Omec ships?
They were sabotaged.
Our leadership told us that your vessels had a design flaw.
Your leadership lied.
The Votanis Collective sent saboteurs,
Indogene shape-takers, on a suicide mission.
The Votans feared that the Omecs would steal this paradise,
this Earth, out from under them.
They set bombs, destroying our ships from within.
But you survived.
My ship, the Tsuroz, was lucky.
When the explosion happened, my daughter and I were on a space walk.
Our vacuum suits protected us,
we were able to repair the hull.
The others on the ship, however, died from exposure.
Oh, Rayetso. I am sorry.
So you and your daughter,
you're the only survivors of your entire race?
I don't know.
Once my ship is fueled and repaired,
I will return to space.
And if there are any survivors, I will find them.
Whatever it takes.
And you do not seek vengeance against the Votan people?
Vengeance is a luxury I can ill-afford.
My primary concern is to obtain gulanite,
fuel my ship, repair it, and rebuild my race.
I once despised the humans.
Pink-faced aliens who treated us like animals.
Put us in camps, where we went hungry, fell ill.
But now you eat and drink beside them,
like nothing has happened.
Why?
I fell in love with one.
Perhaps there's much to learn about these humans.
I could offer you guidance.
Lessons in their culture.
They got over a hundred men.
Sixteen vehicles.
Even got themselves some Volge.
Oh, no.
What is it?
They got a net-cutter.
Long-range Vo-tech artillery.
Built to blast through stasis nets.
All right. Let's go.
We need to warn Amanda.
We need to blow it up.
This is a recon mission.
Used to be.
There's six grenades in there.
I'll get down to the camp, plant 'em on the tank.
You cover me with this.
I should go.
Why?
'Cause if anyone sees a human, they'll instantly sound the alarm.
I'll blend in better.
It's got nothing to do with this? Firing a weapon?
You're a better shot.
I'm a faster runner.
Nice and easy, kiddo.
Can I help you?
Zip it, munchkin.
Back to sleep, okay? Nightie night.
All right.
That's it, kiddo. Let's get it done.
Hey, hey! What's happening? Hey, what's happening?
Stay where you are.
You think I'm afraid of you?
Back off!
You're not gonna shoot that poor child's grandmother.
Not right in front of him.
Kids are surprisingly resilient.
Joshua Nolan!
- Irisa. - Where are you?
Sending a child to do the dangerous work?
Not much of a butcher, are you?
You're a pork-chop!
Come out of hiding!
Or I will show you who the real butcher is!
I am the Butcher of...
Where are we?
Tulsa, sir.
I am the Butcher of Tulsa!
Go on, do it. I have no regrets.
Come on, kiddo. What are you waiting for? Kill him.
Second thoughts?
I have to admit. I'm surprised.
Come on.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Mississippi two-step. Okay.
Oh!
How'd you miss the car?
You shouldn't have given them Bear.
They're his grandparents.
So is Pilar.
Do you think she's dead?
Can't be a hundred percent sure,
but even if she is still roaming around out there, the baby's safe.
That is until Rahm Tak gets here.
No, no. Don't.
You had him.
The leader of the assault.
And if you hadn't have choked,
Rahm Tak could be a cooling corpse right now,
and Defiance would be a whole lot safer.
We're at war, kiddo.
And you've become an unreliable partner.
What?
Favi. We have received a message from Datak and Stahma.
Good news, I hope?
They were successful in planting the shrill-infested weapons
in the local armory.
The town's entire gun supply was destroyed.
Not good enough.
I want Joshua Nolan to know he can't get away so easily.
I wanna make sure that Butcher and his shtake little town
never forget who I am!
Let's shake them up a little bit.
What does it say?
What? What is it?
What does that mad man want?
He wants us to blow up the Saint Louis Arch.