Colony

Previously, on "Colony"...

- Hey! - Whoa!

- Wait, that... that's Homeland! - They're not with us.

- You are... - Maddie.

I'm working for Charlotte. - My wife has excellent taste.

- I love you. - Whatever you're going through,

we're going through together. You can tell me anything.

- Why can't I go to school anymore?

- Because the government is giving us a tutor,

and that's gonna be your new teacher.

- Your son Charlie is alive. - If you are lying about this...

- I really want to help you get him back.

I need you to let me inside.

Where's Snyder?

- Katie fed us bullshit, and then she helped her husband

take us apart. She's a double agent.

- We have always known that we were destined for...

something greater.

Before the Arrival, we were

Jews and Christians, Muslims.

Our beliefs were not invalid.

They were just... incomplete.

Each of our faiths promised us that a great day

of salvation was coming, and why?

Because we all knew in our souls that one day our destiny

as a species would be fulfilled and we would be lifted up

from the tribulations of our history and become...

something greater.

Today, we have been blessed

with a visit from brother Nolan Burgess.

- Welcome, brother. - Welcome.

- He and his friends in the Political Ministry

understand the importance of our work.

In particular, brother Burgess has thanked me

for the dedicated service of our youth leaders.

Brothers and sisters, would you please stand?

Please.

We the faithful understand the critical role

that children will play on the greatest day,

which is why we must do everything in our power

to prepare them.

The day shall come.

All: The day shall come.

Bram and Gracie?

I'm back, and I got apple juice.

I almost didn't get it.

Guy in front of me got the last one.

But he forgot his ration card, which was lucky.

Kids?

Is anybody home?

Lindsey?

Are you all right?

Baby, what is it?

It's nothing.

- Brett, what happened to the Basquiat I pulled?

It was here yesterday, but someone erased it from the log,

and... it's not here.

Maybe someone borrowed it.

- You don't borrow a massive $12 million piece of art.

- Hey, Bear, have you seen your brother?

- He left early for school, Mrs. Bowman.

What's that? - It's a man.

- Maybe when I get home we can go to the park.

Maybe.

We can all go, Gracie.

Okay, sure.

- If you need me, I'll be at the Yonk.

- I'm going to dig down in this...

- Do you want to know who this man really is?

He's someone who is very misunderstood.

He came here thousands of years ago

to help us.

Help us do what?

- Learn about ourselves and about our universe.

But then the man died, and for 2,000 years,

lots and lots of people on Earth have believed that someday

he's going to come back to save us.

- Do you think he's gonna come back?

- Yes, just not in the way that everyone thinks.

But, when it happens,

we'll finally understand why we're here,

and we'll start over, brand new,

and that day is going to be the greatest day ever.

And you're going to be a big part of it, Gracie.

This...

is a special book.

It has all kinds of secrets in it.

- Can I read it? - You can.

- But we have to keep it just between us, okay?

- Okay. - Good girl.

Charlotte?

Charlotte?

- All right, guys, I need this numbered and tagged.

- You've reached Bronson Construction.

No one's available. Please leave a message.

This is Amelia Gould.

We need to talk about my house.

I went by your office. There was no one there.

- That's our guy? - Well, it's his face.

Dwight Ford.

He enlisted with Homeland Security nine months ago,

right after they started taking applications.

- Meaning he's been on the inside collecting intel.

- What are you doing to find him?

- Well, it would help if we could use the Rolodex.

We need a password.

- I'll have to make some calls, but I can probably

get you authorized.

- Authorize Jennifer. She's the expert.

Find this guy.

Grab the Homeland file and...

gimme Dwight Ford's address.

Whoa!

Get over here.

Come on! - Yeah, Mom, I'm coming.

On foot!

All right, keep your heads up. Stand by to breach.

Stand by one. Stand down one!

Stand by to breach. - Ready? Go!

- We need medical assist up here now!

I got men down everywhere!

- An explosion, like, an explosion explosion?

Not sure there's another kind.

- Lost four members of the breach team.

Jesus.

- Who the hell has C-4 these days?

Nobody I want to meet.

- Did you find a way into that machine?

Snyder just sent the login.

- Put in his social. - All right.

- How do we slow this down? - Hit print.

No, wait.

Let me know what you find.

- Officers Greinke and Robles? - That's us, bro.

Division Five?

You guys rolled with Officer Dwight Ford,

also known as D?

- Yeah, we did. - Tell us about him.

- Not much to tell. The guy hardly talked, man.

- The guys are saying he's Resistance?

- Ever see any action with him? - Yeah, sure. Couple times.

He was always good, clean, professional.

Anything that stood out?

- He never showered in the barracks.

- And you had a problem with that?

It was gross, bro.

- What I mean is, one time, at his locker,

I saw that D had this tattoo on his chest.

A skull with wings. - And?

- And I asked him about it, just trying to make conversation.

- He didn't like you asking. - He didn't answer.

Just looked at me. So I never ask

- Thank you, gentlemen. - Yes, sir.

- Skull with wings is a Force Recon tattoo.

Marine Spec Ops.

- Or maybe he was drunk in Vegas,

picked that one out of a sample book.

Yeah, I'm sure that was it.

Hey, this area's off limits.

Are you deaf, shit-bird?

Hey!

Uhh!

- Everything about Dwight Ford is right here.

Every social media page, credit report, receipt.

That thing can access every single bit of digital data

that we had on Earth up until the moment of the Arrival.

What do you want to see first?

His military background.

- Uh, well, Mr. Ford was in international sales.

Machine tools. Traveled a lot for his work.

He was a hobbyist shooter, trap and skeet, mostly,

and studied some martial arts.

He... he wasn't military, though. - What did you do?

Before this, I mean. NSA? Something like that?

- I managed one of the largest private databases

in the world.

- They keep track of a lot of trained killers in there?

I hope not.

- Then trust me, these files are bullshit.

Weekend warriors don't rig their own house with C-4

and they don't sneak into the Green Zone

and assassinate people.

- Okay, since you obviously have all the answers,

why don't you just tell me what you want?

- Use your machine to keep digging until

you find someone with a face like this

and a military background.

Katie wants to meet.

- Good, saves you the trouble of finding her.

She's been an asset.

- In 52 B.C., the Gauls decided to revolt

against Roman rule.

They were facing probably the greatest army

the world has ever known, commanded by

a ruthless general named Julius Caesar.

So the odds were obviously stacked against the Gauls.

But Vercingetorix, their king, fought a brilliant campaign.

I mean, he basically adopted a scorched-earth policy,

set fire to his own villages to cut off the Romans

from needed supplies.