Wayward Pines

It is the year 4032.

Man's destruction of the environment

has created evolutionary aberrations,

known as "Abbies..."

that rule the Earth.

One man saw the catastrophe coming.

He created an ark for mankind,

and selected a chosen few

to sleep for 2,000 years,

and defy mankind's extinction.

Surrounded by mountains and protected by an electric fence,

the last of humanity left alive on Earth do their best

to survive in a town called Wayward Pines.

Previously on Wayward Pines...

I think we have a problem, Mr. Pilcher.

Ethan Burke's wife might be coming to look for him.

I want to call it off.

But it's done, Adam.

There's something I have to show you.

It's Adam Hessler.

It's September 15.

Still no signs of any survivors.

Look.

The Abbies...

they're gone.

Hello, Jason.

You and I had an agreement.

For those who break the rules,

there can be no compromise.

The rebellion is over.

Jason put Ben outside the fence.

No! No!

Hello?

Ben!

Good morning, Wayward Pines.

The sun has risen on a new day.

Let's celebrate our good fortune

and continue to live our lives as normal.

Good morning, Wayward Pines.

We have

25 pregnancies entering

their third trimester,

34 in the second, and 19 in the first.

In addition, we have nine females

that have become viable this month.

That's excellent.

What about the research in the lab?

I will have an update for you later this week.

Maybe Dr. Yedlin could help you with that.

I-I'm not sure Dr. Yedlin has that

kind of expertise.

Research on the aberrations

requires years of familiarity,

as well as a very specific biomedical background.

I think he's a quick study.

Maybe you could run it by him?

Okay, will do.

We should also pull together a plan

with Dr. Yedlin to complete the residents' training.

See if he has any suggestions

about how to speed things up.

That's a good idea.

CJ.

I thought this meeting was about the crops,

about securing a permanent source of food and water.

It's about the issues facing Wayward Pines.

We have a lot of them.

None of them matters if we can't feed the people.

We're all still here because of you, CJ.

We know that.

Please, stay.

Jason, as Wayward Pines grows,

our food supply must grow with it.

We should pick our site properly.

Maybe it's near the original crops.

Maybe it's slightly further away,

but we need to do soil studies; measure sunlight,

determine what from our remaining seed bank

will flourish.

We should lay irrigation

and source an additional water supply...

My understanding was that

this was just about planting a few extra rows of corn.

This is a rare opportunity.

With the Abbies retreated, we can work

without fear.

Make careful agricultural decisions

that will benefit all of us.

No, there's still risks.

We don't know where

they've gone or for how long.

Look, Kerry's right.

This... sounds ambitious.

Maybe we need to focus more on shoring up things

inside Wayward Pines.

No.

What CJ suggests makes sense.

All I'm saying

is we have to think about what Pilcher

would have wanted; we must never stray from that.

He would have wanted us to survive,

and be bold as he was.

If I hadn't planted those crops out there three years ago,

we would have starved

by now. Right.

How can you be against us securing our food?

They'll have the

same security,

even more than the harvesters did.

They'll return once the first batch of studies are complete.

They're not going far.

I understand your concerns, Megan...

but we need to do this.

Easy, easy.

You from Wayward Pines?

Where else would I be from?

You a nomad? What? "A nomad"?

No, no.

Who sent you?

Pilcher?

No, man, Pilcher's dead.

Who are you?

Look, you mind easing up on the knife work there, buddy?

Huh? I'm not one of our little mutant friends,

in case you can't tell.

We're on the same side here, I promise you.

Please.

Who's in charge?

Is it Pam?

No, no, Pam, uh...

Pam did the deed, actually.

At least that's what I hear.

No one's seen her for awhile.

No, there's a... there's a kid in charge now.

His, uh... his name's Jason.

You'd love him.

Where the hell are we?

I woke up in... some pit.

Do they put people in pits?

They do a lot of things.

Where you going?

So, wait, Pilcher sent you out here?

What'd you do to piss him off?

Nothing.

A bunch of us were sent.

Scout and report back.

To look for other communities.

Other survivors.

Yeah, and-and what'd you find?

I found you.

I'll get Lucy to wash your hair.

Lucy?

Lucy?

Oh...

honey, it's okay.

I remember the first time I got mine.

It's really scary, I know...

but you'll get used to it.

How old were you when you were paired up?

It was a little different back then.

You know what?

They're gonna make you meet a few boys, and one of them

will be really nice.

I don't want to be a mom.

Lucy...

I can't; I'm not ready.

Please don't make me go back.

I'm sorry.

No.

You have to go back.

Honey, if you don't, they'll figure out something's wrong.

Come here.

Are you sure they're gone?

Not sure.

Never sure.

Well, that's reassuring.

They usually send a scout.

Catch the scout before they can report back.

Then you've got a chance to run.

There's a method to them.

If you can survive long enough to learn learn it.

So what's your story?

Uh... well...

Uh, Group B.

Uh, woke up in paradise about...

five years ago, I think. A little before Invasion Day.

I don't mean that.

Why are you out here?

I colored outside the lines.

Seems like a... harsh punishment.

Yeah. I agree.

But, uh...

at least I'm in the clear now, right?

Depends.

I'm going home.

Somebody I gotta see.

But... who knows?

They might just put you right back out here.

I'm bad...

Hearts.