Aftermath

Previously on "Aftermath"...

There's a piece of my research.

You find it. You understand it.

Maybe it helps you.

I want my daughter.

We offed that tasty little slice.

Please no!

- What have you done? - Devyn, don't do this, please!

Devyn!

It's overheated. It won't start.

We're not even close to safety.

No, we're miles and miles away.

What do we do?

I don't think we have a choice. I mean, it won't start until it cools down.

We can carry on in my truck. There's enough room.

- Mm. - That's a good idea.

I'll catch up with you once I get it running.

But we're not going without you.

I can't leave this. I can't leave my research.

I think it's the best chance we have to get through all this.

- Yeah. - Take the kids.

We're not going without you.

You and Martin go.

The mission's still on. We'll wait.

She's right. The mission is on.

You're stuck.

I'm gonna go, uh, look around.

Hey.

How are you doing?

Great, Dana.

You know, I just killed somebody I loved, but thanks for asking.

I'm awesome.

You didn't kill him, Bree.

I could have saved him.

How?

Loving him more.

Bree, don't you think that's...

a little bit unrealistic?

Really, Dana?

Unrealistic? You want to go there?

How old's your boyfriend? What, like, 32?

28.

You know, I always thought that when you got started,

it would be, like, some math guy or something, not some fling.

He's not a fling.

Bree, look, I know you're hurting.

But none of us are to blame for this.

Yes, we are!

It is my fault, Dana.

I'm the only one to blame.

Devyn's dead, and it's on me.

Poor girl. She cried all night.

I'm worried about her.

- I'm worried about you. - Why me?

What do you mean why you? Yesterday you killed four people.

You killed four people in Seattle.

- You knew that? - Of course.

- Dana told me that night. - Why didn't you mention it?

Look, it was a good plan. I'm proud of you.

What's the plan for this? The volcano could blow any second.

We're gonna get ten miles down the road and break down again.

We just... we've got time.

- Okay. - We could talk.

Talk.

Uh, yeah, no, I want to. I want to.

Right after we're out of this.

Jeez, Mom, don't you ever knock?

Wow. Wow.

I've never needed to knock. It's my RV, is it not?

- Step forward, sir. - Welcome to my mother's stare.

I've been getting it for years.

I'm okay with it.

- We'll see. What's your name? - Martin James Winters.

How do you know Booner?

A Ranger buddy hooked me up six months ago.

- You know a ranger? - Did six years, ma'am.

- What's your battalion? - That's classified.

That's right. Deployment?

- Iraq and Afghanistan. - Any tin?

Campaign medals, bronze star, purple heart.

- Purple heart. Where? - Right leg, ma'am...

- Through and through. - Upper, lower?

- Upper. - Has she seen the scar?

Mom, yeah, I've... I've seen the scar.

Little girls like scars 'cause they don't know any better.

Mom, I'm not a little girl anymore.

- Are you playing with my daughter? - No, ma'am.

Did you volunteer for this because of my daughter?

- Yes, ma'am. - Why?

- Don't answer that. - Answer that.

Because she's beautiful, ma'am...

and very smart, and I can't stop thinking about her.

Yes, she is smart. What do you like about this guy?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, what he said.

Plus, I'm funny.

I'm funnier.

She's definitely funnier.

There are a thousand ways to die... you both know that.

If Dad doesn't get this thing going and the volcano blows,

we could all die right here.

In light of that...

be good to each other.

- Yep. - Yes, ma'am.

Please.

Great.

Yeah.

But looking at your face, I'm gonna guess

that, uh, you were just talking to Dana?

You knew about him?

Yeah, since the Alamo.

And you didn't tell me?

I thought it was kind of obvious.

He's a good guy.

A good guy. Yeah, okay, he's a good guy, uh-huh.

He'll be great for her. Love it. Love it.

- We have to pick up our talk. - No, we don't.

- It's not good enough... - What?

For some of us to live through this.

Unless we all survive, then everything is for nothing.

Well, the number-one rule of survival is don't die,

make the other person die.

There are different kinds of death.

Really? Name two.

What if we make it through all this, but the price of it is that we die spiritually?

That's what we're risking when we kill these people.

Josh, I get us through things. That's what I do.

That's my job. I'm not mystical.

That spiritual stuff, I really don't understand.

We got to go! We got to go!

It's okay.

The engine is still cooling. It's all right.

- The mountain's blowing steam. - No, it's fine.

Until there's tremors, we're all safe.

Honey...

I just don't want to ride with Dana.

Like, I get that they should be happy and everything.

It's just, like...

too much.

Yeah, I know.

Who is that?

That's my boy.

- Ah, he's cute. - Aww, that's sweet.

He passed away about a year ago, before all this started.

- Jane, I'm so sorry. - We didn't know.

I'm so sorry.

He was supposed to be getting better,

so I took a deployment.

And then he didn't.

And I never got a chance to say good-bye.

Where's his dad?

Where's anyone anymore?

I'm sorry. Jane, I'm sorry.

Look, I'm telling you this

because you lost someone yesterday,

and if I were you, I would deal with it.

And I never did.

Since when do you care about Moon Dog?

We'll live or die based on which way the volcano erupts.

And he might know.

Paperweights these days,

and I tell 'em straight,

I tell 'em all both less and great,

it is the beast from the East

where the boat of Ra pulls out from every morning,

oh, my chicks and Chicklets.

70 miles of death in 3 directions,

10 to 20 to the west.

So let's remember that Greely lie.

Go west, young man,

'cause you go East, and you will die.

- Shit. - What?

- We're going east. - Turn around. Go west.

We can't. We can't do that.

We'll just head back into the volcano.

- Okay, north or south. - There's no other roads.

Remind us that life is one sweet kiss

and then turn off the bliss.

This next load goes to all those chrome-dome strangers on the road,

looking for a place to lay their hats tonight.

Godspeed, all travelers.

You're right. There's no roads north or south.

Let me see.

- Dad, look out! - Aah!

- What the hell? - For God's sake.

Oh, did you see that?

Where'd he go?

Wait, Matt. Okay.

Okay.

Room for one more?

Why don't you back up first?

Who are you?

I've only just arrived.

What's your name?

Monk.

Where are your shoes?

Where they belong, of course...

Away from my feet.

Razor, Book of Mormon, tea leaves.

There's no weapon.

Well, I'm from Tibet.