Motherland: Fort Salem

- Previously on Motherland: - Hello, Tally Craven.

Am I being an idiot in thinking that there's something more here?

- What do I do? - Trust the dance.

It'll work out the way it's supposed to.

General Bellweather, I think you knew my mother, Willa.

She thinks you're the reason her mother's dead.

- How are things in Kiev? - Fall back!

No!

You will find them.

Perhaps it's time for more extreme methods.

- Tell me about the Terim Cell. - How do you know about them?

I'm your Head of Intelligence. I have friends at The Hague too.

My cousin's getting married next week. You wanna come?

The Dean of War College is going to be there. This is your chance

to prove to her that you're a leader.

You're supposed to be luring her to us, not to you.

I have feelings for you. Not something I'm used to having.

The wedding the Bellweathers are throwing, get yourself invited.

We brought the blasting. We didn't become storm fodder.

Even Anacostia was impressed with our Windstrikes.

We could end up at the top of class when basic is done.

That's what I've been saying this entire time. Focus.

And hear this. Today isn't just my cousin's wedding.

We have our interview with the Dean of War College.

It's not an interview, Abigail. It's an introduction.

- It's a pre-interview interview. - Guys.

He made every single one of these moves on me.

- What about Scylla? - It's not a potluck.

You have to have an invite. And Scylla's not invited.

We need to focus on ourselves, not our distractions.

She's not a distraction. That's fine. I can just stay on base.

- Think Gerit will be there? - No, Tally.

And how many times do I have to tell you, you're supposed to meet other guys.

My mother and all my fathers will be there, Raelle.

The Dean of War College. Military brass.

This is the High Atlantic function of the year.

It's our chance to show who we are to the community that matters.

Have you ever seen High Atlantic Royalty talk to someone with a Cession drawl?

No one's gonna talk to me, Abigail.

Or maybe I can let it rip with High Command on how the peasants at Fort Salem

are being primed to become war meat.

I bet your mom would love that?

You should want Scylla to be there to keep me distracted.

It'll be a nightmare with my family if you don't come, Raelle.

So that's it? Your girlfriend isn't included,

so you're just gonna bail on us?

If you don't come today, you're only hurting yourself.

You know what we should do?

We should run away together.

I'm serious.

- Where's your favorite place to be? - A beach

named Labor-in-Pain.

That sounds, magnificent.

- It's actually not far from the wedding. - Yeah?

I went there once as a kid, just for a week, but I never forgot it.

There's an abandoned lighthouse.

I would sit on the beach for hours,

watch the ships leave for faraway lands.

I think that was the last place I felt free.

So what're we waiting for?

We'll run away and live on the beach.

Leave our medals hanging on the door.

Tell the birds to sing our goodbyes.

- I want to swim in the ocean. - After the wedding. I promise.

I mean, you shouldn't screw things up with Abigail.

Don't not go because of me.

I like doing everything because of you.

I really wish you could come with me.

Get through the wedding and then we'll go somewhere safe,

where we won't get caught and court-martialed.

We're witches, Scylla. Where is safe?

I wanted to give this to you at the wedding.

But I figured we could be fancy and hang out here too, right?

This is for you.

It's perfect.

You like it?

Sexy weird. Like us.

Yeah, that it is.

I have something for you too.

- Okay... - Hold out your hand.

This could hurt.

That was incredible. What was that?

Just a little piece of work I cooked up.

I just always want to be able to say hi to you.

- Wherever you are. - I love it.

Let me get you back.

Let me know if Abigail changes her mind.

I'll be ready the moment she gives her blessing.

Yeah, good luck with that.

She wasn't able to get me on the guest list.

I don't know what else I can do.

Major Holke. So glad you could make it.

Edith, what a beautiful home.

You'll soon see my sister's true calling

should have been junior matrimonialist.

I won't be able to top this when Abigail has her handfasting.

So she'll have no choice but to enlist your help.

Or yours.

You always did keep the best office at headquarters.

- Cheers. - To this Bellweather affair.

Pass this around.

Hi.

I can't believe you're here.

- That's a very nice corsage. - Well, thank you.

- It was a gift. - How the hell did you get here?

You can't crash this wedding. Did you tell her to come anyway?

No, Abigail. I... How did you get here?

I'm glad you came.

You are not going to mess this up for us.

Abigail. How wonderful to see you.

- Major Holke. Hi. - Is this your unit?

Yes. Mostly yes.

Wait till you see what your Aunt Edith's done, it's just magnificent.

- Family. I hope everyone's well and ready. - Hi, Mom.

You barely made it on time, and that's as good as being late.

Couldn't be helped. Shitbird issues.

You don't have those issues here. Not today.

Please introduce your unit to everyone.

Guys.

Bellweathers, meet my unit, Tally Craven and Raelle Collar.

- It's a pleasure. - Nice to meet you.

- Hi. - Lovely to meet you.

This is Scylla Ramshorn. She's my guest.

Nice to meet you, Scylla.

Tally, Raelle, please consider yourselves part of the family.

We'll be starting soon. Abigail.

Thanks for introducing me.

Wanna bail later and go find the beach?

That's okay, I'll just hang out.

Well, you can come too if you want, Tally.

It's okay. I should stay here and meet other guys

and be all rah-rah, unit-unity, like Abigail said.

Who is the girl Raelle brought?

Another shitbird.

Well, let's stay positive. Lots of people to impress.

I'm prepared.

Remember that darling boy from summer camp who used to pull your hair?

- Raf? - That's the one.

He's here. And the Sorcells are here.

The wedding is about to start. Make sure I introduce you later.

A blessing on the Bellweathers for their matriline to continue on with this union.

As rising moon and setting sun.

This knot connects all the ribbons that were passed down from mother to daughter,

dedicated to the daughter yet to come.

The ties that bind here will strengthen your union for five years.

Do you, Charvel Bellweather, and Ciro Hood, seek to enter this contract?

- We do. - Charvel and Ciro,

will you honor each other as equals in this union?

We will.

And so the binding is made.

- Hey, how are you? - Great.

Are you guys enjoying yourselves?

Maybe you wanna slow down? Our interview with the Dean is very soon.

If we make a good impression here, it'll be a breeze getting into War College.

- Aye-aye, Captain. - Abigail, relax. We have at least an hour.

- I'm good. - Suit yourself.

So, there's a beach nearby?

- A private beach. - They have lobster.

General Clary.

For Lieutenant Clary, who fulfilled her pledge with honor.

May she journey home and sing the Song of the Spiral with our fore-mothers.

So kind of you, Abigail.

Why don't you mingle, dear?

Be sure to say hello to the Sorcells.

Of course. No problem.

She seems to forget I have friends at The Hague too. Her hubris.

General Alder's had plenty of time to do something about the Spree.

Maybe it's time for a change.

Just ignore her.

Be here with me.

Or we can head down to the beach.

She's gonna try and kick you out.

No, I'm not taking her crap today.

Her name wouldn't be on the list. You're not supposed to be here.

She goes where I go. Scylla's my girlfriend.

A unit-unity thing has come up. And I...

I need you.

Okay.

You okay?

I'm not afraid, if that's what you're asking.

I expressly told you to stay away from her.

I couldn't.

I have deep feelings for her.

And she does for me.

Don't take this out on Raelle.

I take full responsibility for disobeying your orders.

You disobeyed my orders and you've taken advantage of a new recruit.

She's been improving in training since we've met.

- I've been a positive influence on her. - Raelle doesn't need you.

She has her own gifts.

I suggest you end it sooner than later.

Or I will make life very difficult for you, Ramshorn.

Yes, ma'am.

Thanks.

What, Tal?

- What's going on? - Gerit's here.

I can't believe he didn't tell me.

I can't believe he didn't tell me.

I should say hi, right?

- No! - Yes!