Motherland: Fort Salem

It's a bowerbird's foot. It's supposed to keep you safe, passed from mother to daughter.

Previously on Motherland:

They're innocent.

People are in there.

Your days of leading our military are over.

Fellow citizens..

I told Petra that Scylla was being held on base.

- Petra told President Wade. - I am granting General Alder...

- full authorization. - Alder puppeted the president.

Can she follow this back to us?

If she does, you're all in grave danger.

- She did it. - How many of the Tarim remain?

- Less than ten. - The work they possess is very special.

I know this sound. It's in my blood.

How did the Spree find them before we did?

- What if it's not the Spree? - I rooted out

the last remaining Camarilla over 200 years ago.

They very much wanted my voice in here too.

To look this kind of evil in the face. The burning times are over, right?

Does something like that ever really go away?

Goal!

We are the Spree.

Our ancient enemy has returned.

Our ancient enemy has returned.

Our ancient enemy has returned.

Our ancient enemy has returned.

Our ancient enemy...

- What ancient enemy? We had so many. - Take your pick.

My guess? The church.

The people from the soccer stadium are still messed up,

even though they're being treated.

Guys, we have other things to think about right now.

- Ladies, we did this. - Yeah, we did.

- Wasn't easy. - Or fair.

- But we made it through. - Together.

Come on, shitbird.

Congratulations.

You have given more than you thought you could.

You have accessed reserves of power you never knew existed.

And while graduation marks an important day in a soldier's life,

this is just the beginning.

Today, some of you will place at War College.

Others will join their sisters on the frontlines.

But all of you will serve this great country

as soldiers of the United States Army.

Make your way outside, ladies.

The ninth bell reveals your fate.

Gr...

Guys, I'm so sorry.

Just when you get your hopes up.

- This can't be true. - No.

I always knew this would happen.

Graduation bells.

They're one step closer to dying for the cause.

I let you see Raelle.

So let's get started.

Why am I still here, Anacostia?

- I told you. - You wanted to see if I'm human.

But you already know I am.

- It's something more. - Do tell.

It's beginning to dawn on you

that, if I'm a human being,

and member of the Spree,

then maybe others in the Spree are human beings too.

And they might have their reasons,

just like I do,

and then things are not as simple as you wish them to be.

Your ignorance is stunning.

If only you could hold on to your pathetic story

- of good versus evil. - This was a mistake.

It's a children's story, Anacostia.

You're a grown woman, Even more, you're a witch.

The only thing starting to dawn on me is just how lost you really are.

Keep fighting it. Truth always wins.

You know no...!

You know nothing about me.

This is not happening.

This has never happened in American freaking history.

- Not to a... - Bellweather!

We get it.

It's Alder. Think about it.

Yeah, it's because of what we told Petra.

If Alder puppeted the president,

then she must have glimpsed Petra in Wade's memories.

- And here we are. - War meat.

General Alder would like to speak to your unit. Immediately.

Khalida and Adil have agreed to accept my help.

I'm assembling a small strike team to rescue the remaining Tarim.

- Khalida requested... - Insisted.

...insisted that your unit accompany us,

given your success with Khalida's ailments.

There may be others with the same affliction.

I will come too.

It's essential that I must come.

No. We both know why.

Your are the last of a powerful line.

All the more reason.

It is decided, then.

I will help you find my people.

We leave at 1500 hours.

Dismissed.

- Thank you. - Nice to meet you.

- Pop! - Hey, kid.

- Did you have fun? - It was okay.

Old buildings are old buildings.

I'm glad to see you're wearing that.

Yeah. Sounds like I'm gonna need it.

I'm deploying today, Dad.

That soon?

I didn't get into War College.

Well, hey, neither did your mama.

Dad, why didn't Mom's charm keep her safe?

She never brought it on her last tour.

I thought they sent it back with her medal.

Nope. It's like she knew she wasn't coming back.

I know how bad she wanted to pass it to you.

There's something else. I've had it a while.

She wanted me to give it to you when you graduated.

- I love you, Dad. - You too, Rae.

I'll call you when I get home from China.

You wear that old bird's foot and you come back to me.

I promise I will.

- I love you. - I love you.

Everything's going to be okay.

No, it's not.

Alder found out about what we did, what you did,

and everything backfired.

Alder's retaliating.

I know Alder personally blocked your placement at War College.

I pulled some strings. It wasn't hard with the attacks on our family,

not to mention the blowback Alder's getting for what happened after Citydrop.

It was deemed too risky to send you on another premature, reckless deployment.

Instead, I have secured a solo placement for you at War College.

Just me?

Just you, daughter.

I've already moved you out of Circe.

But Raelle and Tally are the last of their lines too.

They should...

Some Matrilines are more important than others.

They don't matter to me.

You do.

Abigail won't be joining you in Tarim.

How is that even possible?

Petra still has powerful friends.

- That's ridiculous! - I know.

No, absolutely not! This is a complete betrayal

of everything you taught us!

I mean, the unit that, the unit this.

What kind of justice it that? Some sisterhood.

Every single thing that we fought for and bled for has been a complete joke.

- Are you that surprised, Tal? - Yes, I am.

- You ladies are wheels up in ten. - This is so fast.

You need to put this to bed and get your head in the mission.

Be smart out there. Make me proud.

Is this...?

We don't say goodbye here.

Thank you for taking care of us.

I'm going to need the two of you to come back so you can continue

to frustrate me and age me prematurely.

Okay?

- Yes, ma'am. - Yes, ma'am.

Wherever they're taking Scylla,

can you please make sure that they go easy on her?

I know she's messed up, but she's not all bad.

- I'll try. - Thank you.

I can't believe Abigail would leave without saying goodbye to us.

This is crazy.

You gonna give me one more chance?

My dead parents.

Better times.

What happened to them?

I'm sure it's all in the report.

Yeah, but I want to hear it from you.

I was 16.

We were drifting west that spring,

across the cession, undetected. We were good at that.

Until we weren't.

We found different Dodger families in sleepy towns all over the dustbowl.

We got new names.

I was starting school.

They were waiting at our home.

Military police?

My parents surrendered themselves,

but they killed them anyways, to prove a point.

I was hiding in the garage. I did nothing.

Now, I fight in their honor.

I lost mine too.

- Your...? - Parents.

Not the plague or storm or festering war wounds.

No, it was a car accident, icy road.

Why didn't they just...?

Bust out some work and right the car?

They were on furlough. My parents were as by the book as you can get.

No work performed off base

unless engaged in a military operation.

I had many moms, mothers, Alder among them.

But... I miss my...

I miss her voice. I miss her smell.

I hope their sacrifice was appreciated.

They were wearing collars and chains and didn't even know it.