Silo

Where are we going?

Not much further, Bean. Okay.

You said you'd be on time.

And alone.

My daughter can keep a secret.

Unless you'd rather I find another taker for these.

You get caught, I'm gonna say you found it.

No one's getting caught.

Don't be so sure. The Silo always wins.

I can carry it.

Okay.

You got me a rabbit?

It's not a pet, okay?

- We're not gonna eat it. - No, we're not gonna eat it.

It's barely moving. I think it's sick.

That's the point, Bean.

We're not looking for a baby.

Please.

Won't be much longer.

Come on, I need to sleep.

I know.

I can't stay in here.

Miss Hildebrandt.

You weren't very cooperative with my agents.

I hope you'll be more cooperative with me, Gloria.

You're the security man.

Your wife had a miscarriage.

Your memory is sharp.

That bodes well for us.

You two were about to give up on a family, but you still had time on your lottery.

And then I got you s-some f...

- Folic acid. - Folic acid. That's it.

One drop in her tea every night. Did it work?

Our boy turns six next month.

Oh.

I need your help.

If you cooperate and give me what I'm looking for,

I'll personally guarantee you're never kept from your dreams again.

If I don't help you?

You gonna send an old woman out to clean?

No.

I'll leave her in this room unmedicated

to spend the rest of her days staring at these walls.

Why should I trust you?

Because thanks to you, I have my son.

I take no pleasure in putting you in this position.

But now the situation is of grave importance to the Silo.

Juliette Nichols paid you a visit.

Took something out of that vent.

I need to know what that was.

A bag.

Did Sheriff Holston hide it in there?

Yes.

What was inside the bag?

Give her the good stuff. Every dose, every day.

Anyone try to pull her out, they go through me.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Miss Hildebrandt.

For everything.

Do you really think you'll win?

We have to.

Cameras had her on the stairs below here going down,

but then we lost her.

Stair coverage gets pretty spotty below Medical.

When you find her, secure her. She has a red-level relic with her.

Tell your team nobody touches it.

Yes, sir.

What's gonna happen?

Well, I think there could be a small hole in his heart.

- Like Jacob had? - Yeah.

And, uh, I'm gonna find it and sew it up.

- How are you gonna see it? - With this.

All right, bring him over.

Now, this next part's gonna be scary.

- Are you sure you want to stay? - Yeah, I wanna watch it all.

Okay, then.

You wanna see his heart?

Come on, then.

Whoa, it's gigantic.

My darling Bean, this is a magnifier.

It's the first one in the Silo. It makes tiny things appear big.

Now, if this works... ...we can use it to help other people.

Okay.

Billings to Sheriff.

Billings to Sheriff.

What is it, Billings?

You need to come to the office.

Hey! What the fuck are you doing?

- You need to wait here until we finish. - No, no, no. This is our office.

How can they do this?

Meadows ordered a search for unregistered relics.

What?

Sounds like a load of rat shit to me.

The real question is why she did it.

Why are you looking at me? I don't know.

Sims took the last relic. I don't think anything's come in since.

Uh-huh. What happened at your little visit with her yesterday?

Nothing happened. I brought her eggs and bacon like you said.

She's sick as a dog.

Hey! Take it easy, Howey.

You realize this is a blatant violation of the Pact, right?

Law enforcement premises cannot be searched without extreme probable cause.

Do you hear what I'm saying?

Make sure you check under the flooring.

Do you know how lost I felt?

This was the one thing that I could do.

Imagine if we'd had something like this for Jacob, hmm?

We... I mean, we could...

All I... All I want is to stop other families

from going through the same thing.

You don't think I felt lost too?

But that doesn't mean you can start making unsanctioned devices.

That device could help fix heart defects.

It could save lives.

Why is a magnifier even illegal in the first place?

I don't know, but there are rules.

You're good at following rules. I'll give you that.

- What's that supposed to mean? - No one else knew what I was doing

besides you and Jules.

What, you think I told Judicial?

I'm sure there's something in the Pact about reporting your family.

How can you even suggest that?

How else could they have known?

Because there are fucking whisperers everywhere!

You haven't exactly been subtle.

Glass and metal deliveries to our door,

taking our daughter to the farm after hours.

Oh. Oh, please.

Please, Hanna. Just give them what they want

before they tear down our entire home.

Juliette's room is... Please.

I hope whatever you're getting out of this is worth it.

Stop.

I'll give it to you.

Stand down.

What is all this?

No!

Now the animal.

Tell us where it is,

and we'll drop the charges against the farmer.

It died.

We ate the meat, composted the rest.

The Judicial Department thanks you for your time and your cooperation.

I swear to you, I didn't.

It's okay. I've got this.

- We need to check that. - That's not gonna happen.

Little help here?

Are you fucking kidding me?

Fine.

There. You happy, asshole?

Let's go.

And you used to work with these people?

I was in administration, not one of these overcompensating fuckwads.

What? I cuss.

Either way, this doesn't feel like a regular toss and turn.

- This feels... - No, this is personal.

Fuck.

Meadows didn't do this. She's not behind this.

- She signed the warrant. - No, when I was there,

something didn't feel right.

I don't think she's the one calling the shots.

- Then who is? - Sims.

- Robert? - Yeah.

He enforces the Pact. He's not some power-hungry...

No. No, he's wanted to get rid of me ever since I arrived.

This here, this is just a warm-up.

He's not gonna stop until I'm either in that cell or over the fucking rail.

Fuck.

You said this was an illegal search and seizure, right?

They skipped about ten steps.

There should have been an initial notice, a request for evidence...

- You're coming with me to Judicial. - To do what?

Does this look like a hard drive to you?

No, sir.

How about this?

- Does it plug into a computer? - No, sir.

Did the warrant say to bring back useless fucking office supplies?

That's all we found in her office.

Then you didn't look hard enough!

New plan.

I want you to find every porter who worked between level one and 50.

Find out if she handed off anything or talked to anyone. That's what...

I'm sorry. I tried to stop them.

Miss Nichols, you can't just barge into my...

- Robert Sims, you're under arrest. - ...office like this.

Wait, this is about your office.

- I told Meadows you'd be pissed... - Fuck Meadows.

You're under arrest for breaking Pact investigation protocol.

- What, are we making up crimes now? - Deputy Billings.

Section 14, subsection three, paragraph 12B.

- And illegal search and seizure. - Section 23, subsection 19, paragraph six.

All those Pact Bees you won while you were a kid

finally paid off, huh, Paul?

Seems that way.

Miss Nichols, I had nothing to do with that search order.

Your agents broke protocol, and I'm holding you responsible.

You don't like it, you can take it up with Meadows.

Cuff him and take him upstairs.

Are you sure you want to do this?

Want's got nothing to do with it. She's the boss.