The Republic of Sarah

Sarah.

Sarah?

Sarah, Sarah, Sarah.

Okay, hide the porn, here I come.

Hey... Sleeping Beauty.

Hey, AJ.

You have class in, like, 20 minutes.

What time did you get home last night?

6:00 a.m. Still count as last night?

Somebody had a fun evening.

Yeah.

This your mom's new masterpiece? Hot off the presses.

"To my biggest fan.

Love, Ellen M. Cooper."

She signed it?

Mm. My mom would sign a toilet brush

if you let her. Not that I'm complaining.

She's been good lately. Mm-hmm.

Take an autograph from my own mother every day

of the week if it means she keeps behaving herself.

What are you doing?

I'm looking for my Nirvana T-shirt.

And I'm automatically the prime suspect?

I see how it is.

Accused of theft in my own home.

Okay, it was me.

I'm sorry. Do you want it back?

Not while it still smells like Teen Spirit.

Let's go, Fenway.

Good morning, sunshine.

I had Luis make yours a triple.

You, Corinne Dearborn, are an angel.

And you, Sarah Cooper, are sitting in maple syrup.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, Grover was just gonna clean it up.

How you doing? Tired and sore.

Someone I know kept crashing into me in the pit last night.

It's a punk show. You're supposed to go home sore.

I'm not complaining. You can crash into me whenever you want.

Uh, you know you missed a spot, actually.

Make sure you get it all, Grover.

Can't have my bestie walking around with syrup ass.

Thanks, Grover. Uh-huh.

New special. Wow, Luis.

Italian iced coffee

stabbed with cocktail swords.

The blood is cherry glaze.

I call it the Caesar Freezer.

Huh?

What do you think?

I think you should only sell it on the Ides of March,

and the receipt should be in Latin.

Brilliant as ever. Thank you.

Have a good one. Bye, Luis.

Bye.

You know there are

a dozen more of those mining company cidiots

showing up every day?

Hopefully the town meeting today will finally

tell us what the hell they're doing here.

It's got to be big. Hmm?

How do you know?

That's the fifth one of those I've seen this week, so

unless they're assembling the Transformers,

I think we're in for some serious construction.

Well, maybe it's a good thing, right?

I mean, if whatever Lydon Industries is doing

means that they invest in the town,

then the revenue could pay for local improvements.

And a rising tide lifts all ships.

Yeah, and a flood drowns everyone. MAN: Sarah.

Oh, so how was last night?

Nothing happened with Grover.

Because you don't want it to?

Because... he's my best friend.

Other than you.

And I don't want to risk losing that. Mm-hmm.

Yes, I like Grover,

but I can't be the one to make the first move.

Not after what happened. It's just too soon.

So, for now the ball's in his court.

Well, let's just hope that

pretty soon his balls are in your court.

What?

We still on for lunch?

Yes. Always.

Same spot? Yeah.

Have a good class. You, too.

All right, all right, all right, all right, all right,

you little monsters, let's get started.

Don't let the goofy hair fool you.

Ethan Allen is an imposing dude.

While the redcoats have been back in England sipping tea,

this guy has been on the frontier fist-fighting bears.

He's basically like colonial Jason Momoa.

So, Ethan and his men take Fort Ticonderoga.

After clearing British outposts here,

our heroes head north to...

Anyone?

Bella, eyes on me. Uh...

Tyler, care to enlighten us?

They went north to Crown Point.

Very good. Except now our militia's being led

by a very dreamy Jon Snow type named Seth Warner.

Seth Warner, who, before the war,

worked as a... Maya?

Oh, I don't think she speaks English.

She hasn't said a word since she showed up in this town.

If only keeping one's mouth shut were a skill

we could teach you, Hunter.

Okay, Seth Warner worked as a surveyor,

and yet he would go on to lead

one of the most successful colonial militias

of the whole revolution.

Just another reminder that ordinary people

can do extraordinary things.

Thank you.

Maya, will you hang out for a sec?

Why didn't you answer my question just now?

You wrote your last essay on Seth Warner.

You probably know more about him than I do.

I know this transition is hard.

Greylock is about as far from L.A. as you can get.

And as far as class goes,

you don't need to dumb yourself down to fit in.

Just be your normal smart self, okay? I can do that.

Danny?

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same question.

Don't tell me you're still living in Greylock.

You work for Lydon Industries?

Why else would I come back?

Thank you. Thank you.

Today's a great day, folks.

Today, our quaint little town

becomes a really big deal.

Now, please join me in welcoming one of Greylock's

own sons to the stage, Danny Cooper.

Your brother?

I'm excited to announce

that a sizable deposit of coltan has been discovered

right here in Greylock.

It's a metallic ore used to make parts for

electronics... Uh, capacitors mostly.

Our engineers have spent the past few weeks

mapping the deposit

and have finalized a plan to extract it.

We'll begin with an excavation on the eastern edge of town.

Once those sites are up and running,

we'll start work on a few processing facilities

on Main Street, as well as new housing

to accommodate the influx of workers.

Now, uh, Danny, the project includes upgrades to

local infrastructure, correct?

New roads, new power grid.

New tennis courts for the high school.

I know my daughter will love that last one.

Absolutely.

Improving Greylock is among our highest priorities.

Your success is our success.

Hi. Now, we hope to begin immediately...

It looks like most of those buildings sit on private land.

Yes, thank you, Sarah. I was just getting to that.

Our project does require acquisition

of a few private properties,

but anyone displaced by the drilling

will be displaced right into the home of their dreams.

Uh, I built my house with my own two hands, Danny.

I'm already in the home of my dreams.

Well, if you'll just be patient, I'd be more than...

Who are these workers you're talking about?

We don't need a bunch of flatlanders taking over.

What about tourism? MAN 2: What about noise from construction?

Is coltan toxic?

Uh, people, please. MAN 2: What about our water, our air?

I'm sure Lydon can answer all your concerns.

Of course we can. Of course we can. Uh,

but it's clear this is not the place to do it.

We'll schedule one-on-one meetings

with landowners in the coming weeks.

In the meantime, let me just say thank you

to Mayor Whitmore, and, uh, congratulations.

You all just won the lottery.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Don't feel like the lottery, though, huh?

Danny. Danny.

Hey.

Danny, what are you doing?

You mean besides my job?

You were gone for years.

No calls, no e-mails, no nothing.

You could have been dead for all we knew.

Now you're back for what? What, what is this,

some kind of revenge tour? Revenge tour?

I'm here for work, Sarah.

This has nothing to do with you.

This has everything to do with me.

You can't just appear after all this time

and expect me to act like everything's fine.