The 100

PREVIOUSLY ON "THE 100"...

IT'S COMING!

THE TIME BETWEEN HERE AND SANCTUM DOESN'T SQUARE UP.

THE GOOD NEWS IS YOU CAN BE HERE FOR YEARS,

AND NO ONE WOULD MISS YOU.

OCTAVIA, YOU FOOL! THERE IS NO HOPE!

-ON YOUR FEET. MOVE. -LET'S GO.

MOM! OCTAVIA!

YOU WERE HERE FOR 6 YEARS?

I WAS HERE FOR 20 YEARS.

DID YOU KNOW THEY WERE TAKING BELLAMY, TOO?

WHAT IS IT ABOUT BELLAMY THAT HAS

OTHERWISE SENSIBLE WOMEN WILLING TO DIE FOR HIM?

I MADE A DEAL TO SAVE MY MOTHER.

THE PLAN WAS FOR ME TO JUMP BACK IN

AND KILL ANYONE WHO GOT IN MY WAY.

OCTAVIA, DON'T TELL THEM ANYTHING!

IT'S BEEN RECHARGED.

SHE'S CLEAN. TRANSFER TO M-CAP.

YES, SIR.

UH! UGH.

ERR! AGH!

I TOLD YOU THIS ONE WAS STUBBORN.

GET HER!

MAN, ON P.A.: SECURITY BREACH.

ALL NONESSENTIAL PERSONNEL, RETURN TO LIFTS STAT.

ALL SECURITY PERSONNEL, REPORT.

I REPEAT, SUBJECT IS ON THE RUN.

APPREHEND AT ALL COSTS.

WE HAVE A VISUAL ON LEVEL 3.

UH!

MAN, ON RECORDING: WE ARE BLESSED TO LIVE IN AN AGE

WHERE WE HAVE CONQUERED OUR LESSER EMOTIONS.

DEVOTION TO THE GREAT BATTLE THAT IS TO COME...

HOW THE HELL DO I GET OUT OF HERE?

LEVEL TWO. ARBORETUM LEVEL.

LEVEL TWO, SQUAD A. WE HAVE A VISUAL CONTACT.

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UGH.

OHH.

UH!

UH!

WELCOME TO BARDO.

WHAT HAPPENED?

-IT'S THE FAITHFUL. -EXCUSE ME?

WHAT THE FOOLS WHO STILL BELIEVE

ARE CALLING THEMSELVES NOW.

THEY BARRICADED THEMSELVES INSIDE OUR TAVERN

AND ARE DEMANDING TO SPEAK TO CLARKE.

WE ALREADY SPARED RUSSELL'S LIFE.

WHAT DO THEY WANT NOW?

INDRA, WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT RUSSELL.

GET SOME SLEEP, NELSON. IT'S LATE.

RUSSELL DIES, AND I DON'T EXPOSE

KAYLEE AND DANIEL.

THAT WAS OUR DEAL.

LETTING RUSSELL LIVE IS HOW WE KEEP THE PEACE.

KEEPING OUR DEAL IS, TOO.

ARE YOU THREATENING ME?

IF I WAS, WHAT COULD YOU DO ABOUT IT

WITHOUT AN ARMY?

BLESSED BE THE PRIMES AND SANCTUM.

GLORY AND PRAISE TO THE PRIMES.

HOLY ARE THEY...

THIS SHOULD BE GOOD.

-I ASKED FOR CLARKE. -YOU GOT ME.

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

ON BEHALF OF THE FAITHFUL,

I DEMAND THE RELEASE OF RUSSELL PRIME.

WE ALREADY SPARED HIS LIFE TODAY.

THAT'S AS FAR AS WE'RE WILLING TO GO.

AS YOU KNOW, HE ORDERED YOU TO STAND DOWN.

THAT WAS BEFORE HE WAS SHOT.

-YES, BY ONE OF YOURS. -NOT OURS.

WE ARE THE KEEPERS OF THE LIGHT.

RUSSELL PRIME IS A BEING OF DIVINE LOVE,

YET YOU KEEP HIM IN CHAINS

LIKE ONE OF THE PRISONERS YOU POLLUTE OUR HOME WITH.

ALL ANY OF US WANTS IS PEACE.

RUSSELL WANTS THAT, TOO.

WE HAD PEACE BEFORE YOU ARRIVED,

AND WE WON'T REST UNTIL WE GET BACK

EVERYTHING YOU'VE STOLEN FROM US.

SO YOU DEFY THE WILL OF YOUR GOD?

NO. WE OBEY.

WE WON'T TAKE UP ARMS AGAINST OUR ENEMIES,

BUT WE WILL SACRIFICE OUR LIVES FOR HIS

ONE BY ONE EVERY HOUR UNTIL HIS RELEASE.

TREY, DON'T BE A FOOL.

WILL YOU RELEASE RUSSELL PRIME?

I TOLD YOU, THAT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN.

FOR THE GLORY AND THE GRACE OF THE PRIMES.

OUT OF THE WAY! MOVE!

MOVE! GET OFF!

ONE PER HOUR. YOU TRY TO TAKE THE TAVERN,

AND WE ALL DIE AT ONCE.

RACK UP ANOTHER ONE FOR FAITH.

FAITH ISN'T THE PROBLEM.

BLIND FAITH IS.

LET ME SEE THOSE HANDS.

THAT WAS A BRAVE THING YOU DID, NELSON.

THEY MAY HATE US,

BUT THEY'RE STILL OUR PEOPLE.

EVEN THOUGH YOU WERE CAST OUT?

WHAT'S THE MATTER, KAYLEE PRIME?

YOU FORGET WE ARE ONE?

EASY, BIG BUY. IF NOT FOR HER,

WE'D ALL LOOK LIKE THAT GIRL YOU DIDN'T SAVE RIGHT NOW.

MINOR BURNS. LET ME CLEAN THEM UP

AND GET YOU SOMETHING FOR THE PAIN.

HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW THEY'RE WILLING TO DIE FOR YOUR FREEDOM?

- AWFUL. - LIAR.

YOU PUT THEM UP TO THIS.

WHY WOULD I TELL MY FOLLOWERS

TO KILL THEMSELVES

WHEN THEY'RE THE ONLY THING PREVENTING YOU

FROM KILLING ME?

IN THAT CASE, MAYBE WE LET THEM.

WHAT? AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO SEES THIS

AS A SOLUTION AND NOT A PROBLEM?

IF THE FAITHFUL ARE THE ONLY REASON WE'RE KEEPING

THIS SON OF A BITCH ALIVE, THEN I SAY WE LIVE AND LET DIE.

OR YOU COULD FREE ME.

FINE THEN. SEND ME IN.

I'LL TALK THEM DOWN...AGAIN.

NO. FROM NOW ON, WE DICTATE TERMS.

INDRA, WE CAN'T JUST LET THEM

BURN THEMSELVES ALIVE.

WE WON'T. RUSSELL ISN'T THE ONLY PRIME

IN SANCTUM.

I'M IN. I'LL DO IT. I'LL DO IT.

EMORI, EMORI, YOU CAN BARELY WALK.

I'M FINE. I'M OK.

SIT...PLEASE.

GREAT DOCTORING. YOU SAID SHE WAS FINE.

SHE WILL BE. RECOVERY FROM RADIATION EXPOSURE

DOESN'T ALWAYS PROGRESS IN A STRAIGHT LINE.

AND MURPHY-- HOW IS HE?

CLEARED FOR DUTY.

FINE, BUT THE OTHERS BETTER COME BACK SOON

BECAUSE I AM GETTING TIRED OF BEING THE HERO.

THIS IS A VERY IMPORTANT ASSIGNMENT.

WE NEED TO KNOW WHERE SHE CAME FROM

AND HOW SHE GOT THERE, AND WE NEED TO KNOW IT FAST.

HELLO, OCTAVIA.

I'M GONNA START BY ASKING YOU A FEW BASELINE QUESTIONS.

WHO ARE YOU?

MR. LEVITT ASKED YOU A QUESTION.

WHO ARE YOU?

NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS.

OCTAVIA, PLEASE DON'T STRUGGLE.

MEMORY CAPTURE USES A LASER-GUIDED NEURAL INTERFACE.

IF YOU'RE NOT CAREFUL, IT COULD LOBOTOMIZE YOU.

SHE DOESN'T EVEN UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS.

-GET ON WITH IT. -SIR, WITH ALL DUE RESPECT,

WE DO THINGS A CERTAIN WAY.

WELL, THIS IS ROUTINE THEN, IS THAT IT,

JUST ANOTHER STANDARD DISCIPLE PSYCH EVALUATION?

WE FOUND TWO SEEMINGLY HUMAN,

CLEARLY DANGEROUS INDIVIDUALS LIVING ON OUR PRISON PLANET.

HOW DID THEY GET THERE?

HOW MANY MORE OF THEM ARE THERE?

WHAT DO THEY KNOW ABOUT THE STONES?

ASK.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

THERE'S NOTHING TO BE AFRAID OF

AS LONG AS YOU COOPERATE.

LET'S TRY THIS PATH.

YOU'RE IN AN ENDLESS DESERT

WITH A VAST PURPLE SKY.

A HAND REACHES OUT FOR YOUR OWN.

WHOSE IS IT?

BELLAMY!

GOOD.

THE NEURAL LINK IS ENGAGED.

GO FLOAT YOURSELF.

SHOW ME.

HOLOGRAM MODE.

OCTAVIA, WHO IS BELLAMY?

I'M NOT GIVING YOU ANYTHING.

DIAL UP THE FREQUENCY.

-SIR, THAT COULD DAMAGE-- -DO IT.

SKAIKRU WASN'T THE ONLY CLAN

THAT SHOWED DISHONOR AT THE CONCLAVE.

IF A.L.I.E. CAN FIND US...

ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?

YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO KILL ANYONE!

I'LL KILL YOU.

GET OUT OF MY HEAD!

-TOUGH CROWD. -WE DON'T NEED AN ARMY.

WE NEED YOU TO DO YOUR JOB.

YEAH, BUT GODS LOVE ARMIES.

LISTEN. CAN WE AT LEAST ASK IF THEY'LL HELP?

RELAX. YOU'RE NOT GOING INSIDE.

ANYONE MAKES A MOVE, I'LL SHOOT THEM MYSELF.

I GOT IT.

DANIEL PRIME.

UH, COME IN, PLEASE.

SELF-IMMOLATION, TREY? REALLY?