Silo

Here's your vitamins.

- What'd you get for supper? - Soup.

You always get soup.

- Madam Mayor. Hey. - Hey, Tony.

- What's tonight? - Mushroom.

- Mushroom? Do I like mushroom? - Who doesn't like mushrooms?

I'll be back for the tray later, ma'am.

Okay. Thank you, Tony.

I know you're tired of hearing me say this,

- but you know I'm going to. - No. I know. Go.

Remember, the Silo is at peace

- because of you. - Because of me.

Because you came back.

- Yeah. - See you in the morning.

Bye.

Good night.

There you are.

How'd you sleep?

- Fine. - Yeah?

- Yeah. - Good.

We need to go over some of the details for the Council meeting tomorrow.

- Okay. - Very exciting.

But we can do that after your weekly in the cafeteria.

I know you don't like these appearances,

but the people need to see you.

Yeah. The people need to see me.

Madam Mayor! Mayor Nichols!

There she is! Juliette!

Don't worry about them. You're good.

Ladies, I have something that might interest you.

Can I see it?

You mean can you touch it?

No.

How much?

I was thinking more along the lines of a trade.

- What is that? - A toy.

We think it belonged either to her or her brother.

I know someone who got it from her father's place.

I wanna go.

- I wanna go. - Okay. Okay.

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Step back. Doors closing.

Hello?

Is that Mr. Jones?

- Yes? - This is Congressman Daniel Keene.

How are you today?

I'll tell you what, Congressman.

You put me on your "do not call" list, and you got my vote next go-round.

You call again,

I will vote for whoever the fuck they run against you.

You got it.

Hi.

You do what I said?

What'd you say?

I said if you didn't do what I said, I'd punch you in the throat.

Well, we certainly don't want that.

Yeah, I took two trains, two cabs, circled back...

Got you a sweet tea.

- Lots of ice. - Yeah, they call it iced tea here.

Well, I'm not from here. Neither are you.

What's going on, Charles?

You're off post, but you're not on leave.

Shouldn't you be in uniform?

Shouldn't you be on a phone sucking dick for money?

Wow.

You've been in the Navy too long. If Mom and Dad were alive right now...

They'd be clawing frantically...

...to get out of their coffins.

Why'd you think it was a date?

- What? Huh? - That reporter.

Helen Drew.

- How do you... - She said you gave her a Pez.

- I thought it was funny. - Uh-huh, was it?

She also said you managed to work New Orleans into the conversation.

Smooth.

She was dismissive of the Corps. I thought I'd set her straight.

New Orleans was a big deal. I was a big part of it.

We did things no one had thought of before...

Oh, that's right. I forgot. You invented drills.

How do you know what we said?

She's working on a story.

I couldn't help her. I said she should talk to you.

Told her you might not be completely useless.

If you got on Thurman's Iran Committee.

Everyone wants on that.

- Well, doesn't she owe you? - For what?

You said good things about her.

I was running for congress. She's a senator.

We both represent the good people of the Peach State.

Of course I said good things about her.

But I'd be surprised if she even knows my name.

Why wouldn't she?

Well, we have this thing in America. It's called the party system.

We're not in the same one.

Look, you should really try and get on that committee.

What's going on?

Have you been assigned to whatever we got planned?

Even if I was, I couldn't tell you, civilian swine.

I was in the Army.

You were an engineer.

And now I'm in congress.

I think I'm allowed to know if my little sister is gonna bomb Iran.

Gotta go.

I did the whole switching cabs and trains thing for two minutes with you?

Well, I'm sorry. I couldn't take a chance

- talking on the phone. - Tell me what the hell is going on.

I am telling you.

Get on that committee, and tell the reporter what you can.

You forgot something.

After all I've done, sacrificed,

to find out it never really mattered.

Maybe not.

What do you mean?

- Hey. - Hi.

- What happened? - I...

I had a... a dream.

- I don't know. Yeah. I... - A dream?

I'm outside the air lock...

with Bernard and we're...

We're outside the air lock and...

- Juliette. - I don't know. I...

- Hey. - No. There's something...

There's something I have to do.

- I have to do something. - What do you have to do?

I don't know. I have to... I can't. I...

I don't know. I don't know, but he was right there.

Okay, stop. Stop.

Let's do the exercise.

If I could only talk to Bernard.

- That's not possible. - I know. I know.

- Look at me. - Okay.

Match my breathing. Slow.

In for three seconds. Hold.

And out.

Good. Good. One more time.

In for three seconds.

Keep breathing. Good.

Good. One more time.

Good. You're okay now. Just keep breathing, keep breathing.

You were in there for three minutes.

Three minutes in a box of fire before the door would open

and your friends could get you out.

All oxygen was gone 30 seconds in.

Your suit, it wasn't a regular cleaning suit.

It was insulated.

It protected you.

Bernard wasn't so lucky.

The flames melted holes in his suit, and the poison got in.

We couldn't take a chance with a farm burial.

The stairs were evacuated.

No one was allowed into the central shaft.

It took six porters six hours to get him down to the incinerator.

Bernard can't help you.

Because I watched him burn.

My wife says you remember something about him.

There's something you have to do.

No, I can't. I can't remember.

I hope you get more of your memory back.

I really do.

I particularly hope you remember why you held my wife and son hostage

at gunpoint.

Who are you?

Who are you?

I'm Robert Sims.

- I'm the Judge of the Silo... - No, no, no, no, no. I know, I know.

You tell me that.

I don't know you.

I don't know you. I don't know anyone, right?

I look at myself in the mirror, and I don't even know who's looking back at me.

And...

I thought, maybe... maybe I had remembered something.

But it's gone.

And, what, you're gonna tell me it's a dream? It's a dream?

I don't know.

Okay, and pull up that previous file.

Yeah, there.

I'm gonna need all of those removed.

Okay.

What did you tell her?

That Bernard died from the poison.

Thanks.

Well, if it isn't the hero of New Orleans.

A hero of New Orleans.

There were 500 Army engineers on that project.

But Congressman Keene was key, right?

You came up with the idea of replacing levees with tunnels,

and you invented some kind of drill that didn't disturb the soil above, right?

Sounds like you read my campaign literature.

Your campaign was well-written.

Anna is the writer in our family.

Oh, not press releases. Legislation. I write bills.

She tidies them up.

If they start accepting them in crayon, she won't need me.

What can I do for you today, Congressman?

Well, is there gonna be retaliation against Iran?

They set off a dirty bomb in our nation's capital,

of course there's going to be a retaliation.

I'd like to be assigned to the Iran Committee.

Son, there's a waiting list for the waiting list.