Falling Skies

Weaver: Keep everyone back.

You never were much to look at.

Oh, to us maybe.

For all we know, this one's a prime specimen,

the Brad pitt of Skitter world.

Porter says we have to try to communicate with this thing.

Figure out how it thinks, we can figure out how to beat it.

Weaver: You actually think you'll figure a way to talk to it?

I get it in a controlled environment, give it a shot.

A lot depends on what it's got underneath the hood.

I wouldn't underestimate them.

See the eyes?

It's studying us as much as we're studying them.

I mean, even if he wanted to chat,

vocalizations could extend above or below

the range of human hearing.

I mean, for all we know,

he could be cussing us out right now.

I can almost guarantee it.

Weaver: Get that damn thing in the cage!

All right, get that thing in the cage! Get him in!

Get him in there!

Get him in there!

Yeah.

I remember you, too.

? Falling Skies 1x04 ? Grace Original Air Date on July 3, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

Well, uh, it seems to have settled for now.

Might want to keep your distance.

I might.

Time for our patient's morning fix.

Meet me in the command post in five.

Pope: This bike shop, right? Anyway, she calls me up.

She's like, "Hey, Johnny, you want a new ride?" I'm like --

Captain.

Pope tells me there's a motorcycle shop near Somerville.

It's well off the main highway,

so there's a chance it's not picked clean.

I want you to take a team, check it out.

Wait, what?

You're sending me after bikes? No.

My team's ready to get Ben. Porter gave us permission.

He gave you permission to rescue one kid.

That kid turned out to be Rick.

- Doesn't change what I need to do. - I understand that.

I also understand that Mike's son is a work in progress

and Harris is going through the last of our heavy drugs

on the detox. So we'll get more.

Yes, we will.

And it will be a hell of a lot easier when we have more bikes.

One objective leads to the next.

First the bikes, then the drugs, then your son.

All right.

So, when do we leave?

You don't.

Pope knows where it is.

He could draw me a map.

If I'm doing this, I'm doing it with people I trust.

It's your call, but I scored my last ride from this place.

I know the layout. I know the streets.

And I can't draw for crap.

We're down one rider since we lost Karen.

I talk, you listen, and no weapon.

You go unarmed.

Unarmed? What am I, Canadian?

- Good luck. - Thank you.

Anne: No congestion.

His lungs are completely clear.

I know this is gonna sound weird,

but are you sure Rick had cystic fibrosis?

"Five specialists in three states" sure.

Before the invasion, he could barely breathe.

I had to put him on a nebulizer twice a day

just to clear his lungs.

Why?

I'm no expert,

but full remission like this is extremely rare.

Meaning what?

That...thing that he had on his back cured him?

I don't know.

When's he gonna wake up?

Dr. Harris said later today.

Tom: How is Rick?

We're weaning him off opiates.

24 hours and we should know if we have him back.

Look, I totally understand if you're holding back with Mike,

but I really want to know everything.

So how dangerous is this?

As surgery? Not very.

As long as we have enough drugs to counteract the harness,

it's basically cutting steel.

I'm sorry you couldn't get Ben.

I know. Mike is torn up about what happened.

Yeah, well, it's just a man trying to save his son.

So this morning's attitude was for Harris.

I noticed he couldn't get away from you fast enough.

I appreciate your concern over my state of mind.

I am your doctor.

I, uh...

Harris told me that he saw my wife die,

and it's hard for me to look at him and not remember that.

Oh, God.

I'm sorry.

At least she was with a friend.

Yeah.

Um, I got to go.

Sir, they're back.

You were due back two hours ago.

Recon takes longer when you're on foot.

The transportation issue's being addressed.

What's your report?

I saw some harness kids

being led into that hospital off of Route 2.

Same hospital you saw before?

It looks like they're still using it as a home base.

And one of your fighter jocks thought they saw Mason's kid.

Any sign of Karen?

Didn't see her.

Right. Dismissed.

Captain, I don't mind taking orders,

but I'd appreciate it

if you'd tell your fighters I'm not the enemy.

You had them keeping tabs on me, didn't you?

I did.

You were found with Pope.

I was in his vicinity.

I wasn't with him.

If it weren't for me,

you wouldn't have a second-in-command.

Those convicts trusted you with a gun.

That whole time you were with them,

you never thought about using it before?

Yeah, every second of every day.

On myself at first.

And then on them.

What about now?

I'm just taking it a day at a time.

- All right? - Yep.

- We ready? - Ready.

Matt: Dad.

Matt, what are you doing here? You should be in class.

I ditched when I heard you were leaving.

I want to come with you.

Sorry, Shrimp.

You got to be that tall to ride.

But I mean it. I want to help.

You are helping by going to class,

keeping an eye on things while hal and I are gone.

But I can fight, too.

Some of the other kids are learning how to load guns, even shoot.

Well, that's the other kids.

- But, dad -- - Matt, I said no.

We'll be back soon. Go on. Go back to class.

Scott, will you take him?

Yeah, come on. Come on, Matt.

You're not doing your boy any favors, you know.

Skitter's come knocking,

the kid should at least have a chance to defend himself.

If I want any parenting advice from an ex-con,

I'll ask for it.

You know, Pope's got a point.

Matt deserves a childhood.

One day, when you have kids, you'll understand.

Me? Kids?

Dream on.

I will.

Tom: How much farther?

Half a mile or so.

What the hell you grinning about?

I'm just enjoying the air.

Didn't mean to piss off the company gangbanger.

Black man with a gun -- that's your default?

I just call them as I see them.

So, what were you?

Blood? Crips? Slytherin?

Actually, Mr. Pope,

I was part of the biggest gang in the world.

I was Boston P.D.

Thought I smelled a little ham.

You know what?

You know, you laugh that up, convict. Okay?

Because one of these days when we don't need you anymore,

me and you -- we're gonna have a little talk

about my friend Click.

Being awfully quiet.

I got nothing to talk about.

Well, if you want to talk --

Look, dad, I just got some things to think about, okay?

But thank you.

This thing with Karen -- it must be rough.

Oh, it's gonna be rough for a while.

When you see him like this, like a soldier,

it's easy to forget that he's only 16.

He's holding it all in.

Well, he's his mother's son.

With me, it was always kind of like talking to a brick wall,

but Rebecca --

she kind of always knew the right thing to say.

Yeah.

Time like this, I miss her a lot.