Y: The Last Man

Previously on The Last Man...

I need some money.

You can't afford cheese,

but you want to marry your girlfriend.

Can we please ju‐‐ Can we talk about this?

No. Ju‐ju‐‐ What am I, what am I supposed to do here?

Am I supposed to chase after you?

‐I'll be back in a few hours. ‐No. Can you just...

Well, your wife is texting you.

I am going to tell her.

Get out. Get‐get out!

I'm not rushing to blow up a marriage...

Get out!

Congresswoman, we'd like to see you.

You had the opportunity to work with me. You passed.

I want us to be friends again.

We will be. In about two and a half years.

Maybe someplace with hills?

We need someone embedded with POTUS.

‐There's a credible threat. What's the threat?

I'll brief you in a couple weeks.

Mr. President, your nose.

Help me!

Get out!

You think it's a weapon?

I don't know.

Where's the vice president? Flight to London.

‐We'll get him on the ground. Is this everyone? Where's Emily?

Lisa. Lisa, come on.

Air Force Two just fell out of the sky,

‐crashed into the Atlantic Ocean. When?

Three minutes ago. It's everywhere.

Confirmed. Deacon Miller.

Peter Saske. Henry Mitchell.

Oh, my God. It's the entire line of succession.

James Porter. Confirmed dead.

Regina Oliver. HUD.

She's in Israel. Has anyone found her?

We're trying. She's the next president.

This is CR 355. Pick up.

New York, this is CR 355. Do you copy?

L.A., this is CR 355.

Are you, are you there?

Omaha?

This is CR 355.

Do you copy?

Atlanta, this is CR 355.

Are you there?

Do you copy?

They know we're not in there.

They know that, right?

In a week and a half, our coal surplus will be exhausted.

Power plants will start to shut down.

We'll be in the dark ages.

No food. No clean water.

‐No power. ‐Sorry,

which, which cities are we talking about?

All of them.

Madam President.

Can I have a word?

‐Agent Sarah Burgin. ‐Go ahead.

Uh, I need to speak to you privately.

It's urgent, ma'am.

I don't know how to say this...

Listen, if you've got somewhere you need to be, family,

‐just let your superior know... ‐I'm not Secret Service.

I'm a member of a covert task force.

Code name Culper Ring.

We only answer to the president. There's no red tape.

Well, I was chair of the House Intel Committee;

I would have to approve the budget.

You did. Our budget's redacted.

One of my superiors should have read you in.

I'm not authorized or I‐I wasn't,

but I don't‐‐ I don't know who's left to do it.

I was embedded with the Secret Service eight days ago.

Before that, I was in Oklahoma on another assignment.

They pulled me out with an hour's notice, sent me here.

They wanted me with the president.

There was a credible threat.

Which was...?

I don't know, ma'am. I hadn't been briefed yet.

So we don't know if it was, uh, a nutjob with a grudge

or, say, a weapon designed to do

whatever the fuck happened eight days ago?

I answer to you, ma'am.

I'm here for whatever you need.

Is your name even Sarah Burgin?

‐No. ‐What should I call you?

I mean, you can call me Sarah, if you like.

Or Agent 355.

Oh, God!

They're through the gate.

Oh...

‐General Reed. ‐I've got the colonel on the phone.

What do you want me to tell her?

‐Pull them back. ‐Ma'am?

‐What? ‐Pull them back.

We're outnumbered. We'll lose the White House.

It's a house. We'll rebuild.

‐What happened? ‐What's that mean?

Where's the signal?

We need the signal back!

‐Everybody... ‐

Listen up!

I think I should try to inspire us.

But it's hard, isn't it?

I'm not gonna bullshit you.

I think it's going to get worse.

Maybe a lot, before it gets better.

They are hungry,

angry, terrified.

They're grieving.

This is them dealing with all of that.

We are going to have to keep making hard choices.

To try to help

deal with the panic and the outrage.

But it's going to take all of us.

Let's get back to work.

As the foremost anthropologist in the western hemisphere...

Oh, the foremost?

Love to be the foremost. ‐Well, Dr. Deville,

you know, people are asking...

people are asking when you'll be finished with your paper.

Oh, wait, who's asking? The people.

They want to know when you'll be interested

in having sex with them again.

All of the people want to know that?

‐Yeah. ‐Wow. All of the people want to have sex with me?

That sounds, um, exhausting and painful.

Well, I mean, they have a right to know.

‐ ‐They do.

Why don't I read this to you while I massage you and, uh...

‐feed you strawberries? ‐

‐That's romantic, right? While you massage me?

I wish you had a...

Tonight, okay? I promise.

‐ Seriously,

I love you. I love you, babe, but...

Five minutes?

Five minutes. Yes!

Let's go. Okay, turn that off.

Hey, crate up.

The CDC says we're going to see

more waterborne illness in New York.

What the hell happened?

It's a sinkhole on 21st Street.

Our engineers say the buildings around it could go, too.

Stagnant water in the subways, bodies in the water supply.

Ma'am. We can't make a push?

Get the generators going, pump the water out?

No, generators have been down for 11 days.

11 days with no pumps, water rising.

And subways are too close to the surface of the street.

I mean, the whole lower half of the island's

built on colonial garbage.

How long?

24 hours.

Yesterday it was a week.

‐We were wrong, ma'am. ‐There's still time

for Hero to get out.

All right. How many people are left?

‐80,000. Give or take. ‐Leaflets?

We've been blanketing the city.

We still have to salvage the Guggenheim,

‐the Whitney Museum... ‐Fuck the art!

Everything we have on the people.

Every place I can think of.

Her apartment, work, friends' places.

I mean...

Ma'am, they've looked. If she's alive,

she left the city.

You answer to the president.

That's what you said. Right?

Yes, ma'am.

Then find my daughter.

This is President Jennifer Brown.

In this dark time in our nation's history,

we must call on our collective strength,

our compassion and our generosity.

The resilience of Americans is unparalleled.

And we will rebuild together.

Why won't you help me?

I'm trying. I'm sorry.

He was working. Lower Manhattan.

Ma'am, we're closing this location.

‐You need to evacuate... ‐You can't do that.

...to one of the camps.

Everyone is sick in the camps.

There's medical care, food.

Is your husband's body accounted for?

‐Ma'am. ‐Or is he out there

‐rotting somewhere? ‐He's not on our list.

‐You can check Boerum Hill. ‐Ugh!

They only have J through M at Boerum Hill!

‐Why won't you help me? ‐I'm trying.

I'm sorry.

‐Let's go. Come. ‐

This is President Jennifer Brown.

In this dark time in our nation's history,