Colony

Previously, on Colony ....

Charlie's okay

The government found him in the Santa Monica bloc

Every person in the colony was filtered through this algorithm

It's how they knew who to select, and what to do with them.

I was at work when they came.

The guys at the Bureau being taken out.

disappearing... fought my way across town But it took me hours..

I was the provost at Stanford.

They needed someone that could bring about order and control quickly .. peacefully.

My mother died on the night of the Arrival.

shot at the rib.

How long have you been spying on me ? Selling me out to those killers you worked for.

I did it to protect you.

Bullshit ! You did it for you.

Someone has to say enough.

The Homeland's engineer corps found a tunnel under the old DWP substation that leads right into downtown.

Holy god ! We are outside the colony. Aren't we ?

We are going to shut it down.

We can exploit this ... so to trap for whoever is using the tunnel

Hands up ! On your knees ! Get down !

Here. This will get you through the Santa Monica gateway.

Go find your son.

All right, Bram, order's up. Kitchen's closing.

No iPad at the table, please, Charlie sir.

Thank you.

- Good morning. - Breakfast?

I'll get something there.

Daddy, look.

Pretty. Old one or new one?

New one.

Dodgers signed new pitcher.

Guy from Villanova.

Hernando says his slider has starter potential.

Excellent, excellent.

- Hey, Dad. - Morning.

What do you think about me coloring this gray?

Um...

Hey.

How you doing?

You've been on another planet for days now.

It's Devon.

What'd she do?

I'm not sure even I want to know all the details,

but it's not good.

Could it blow back on you?

Okay, for real. What did she do?

I think she got her hands dirty.

What are your options?

Tell the Bureau what I know or ask out.

Seems easy enough.

I mean, you don't have to make it about her, right?

It's been a few years. You want a change.

Could be the high road for both of you.

- Maybe. - Yeah.

Hey.

We'll figure it out.

Either way.

I know.

I love you.

Love you.

- Break a leg. - Hope it doesn't come to that.

- Morning. - Morning.

Hey.

Oh.

Minnie, I love you too, sweetheart.

Ah, good morning, Katie.

- Hey, girl. - Morning, smaller Bowmans.

Hey, Devon, you gonna go catch some bad guys today?

Only if your dad doesn't slow me down.

Nice. Are you ready to go?

Hey, don't forget to, uh, pick up Charlie today, huh?

Copy that. See you tonight.

Copy that.

There's construction on Olympic.

- We should cut over to Colorado. - All right.

Thank you, Hal.

It's Maps, Mom. Who's Hal?

Hal retired. What's next?

Now we're in the ocean.

Super weird. I feel dry.

Look.

Oh, my God. You're gonna get us killed.

Wh... Mom, traffic.

I know.

Come on, Maps.

- But... now we're in San Pedro. - That's all right.

I know how to get there the old-fashioned way.

Watch this. I'm amazing.

I've had three brokers tell me

that was the best price they could get.

Well, if you're gonna keep the house,

then you're gonna be responsible for the payments.

Don't get mad at me.

This is what your lawyer mandated.

I can't do this now. I'm at work.

Morning, Alan.

Representatives from the textbook publishers

are in your office.

Who?

- Good morning, Alan. - Good morning.

We are very excited to talk to you.

Who isn't excited about textbooks?

We aren't here about textbooks.

We're recruiting officers.

We're with an agency called

the Institute for Global Advancement.

You're a man of vastly untapped potential, Alan.

Your current employment in no way suits your talents.

You were selected from a pool of tens of thousands of people.

I don't recall applying for anything.

You didn't.

Our clients have an algorithm

that pre-selects their clientele for them.

And you happen to be the perfect man for the job.

- All right. - You own two properties.

A one-bedroom condominium and a home

where you used to live with your wife and your daughter.

You make your alimony payments on time,

you help in paying for your daughter's

private high school education,

and you carry no unsecured debt.

- How do you... - You manage all this

by making $72,800 a year

as a purchasing manager

for an unranked secondary education institution.

How do you know all this? Who the hell are you?

You've also managed, over a period of nine years,

to divert a large amount of cash from this institution

into an account held in the name

of your long-deceased paternal uncle,

also named Alan Snyder.

You're a fascinating man, Alan.

Alan, even great men

make two or three critical mistakes in their lives.

You don't get where I'm sitting

by only making two or three mistakes.

It's the choices you make today

that will determine your future.

All you have to do is say "yes."

"Yes" to what, exactly?

To meeting our client.

You been in your house, what,

- like three years now? - Four.

Since before Gracie went to school.

Oh, shit, that's right.

Man, time is flying.

Yeah, it is.

You remember your home inspection being so scary?

I don't.

Everything on that report makes it sound like

my bungalow's gonna burst into flames

as soon as I close escrow.

"So great you're gonna be a homeowner, Devon.

I'm really happy for you, Devon."

I am happy for you.

What's with you? You've been an asshole

ever since I told you I was gonna buy my place.

How'd you find the money to buy a place in Santa Monica?

What do you mean?

I know what I make.

Pretty sure I know what you make.

I've got an uncle who likes me.

Gave me the down payment. Okay?

Okay.

What? You jealous?

I'm requesting a transfer.

You're leaving Los Angeles?

I'm staying in LA.

I'm just gonna ask off the taskforce.

Why?

Because your relationship with the Armenians

makes me uncomfortable.

Is there something you want to ask me?

We have relationships with criminals

so that we can catch criminals.

I don't wanna know any more than I already do.

What, so you're gonna accuse me of being dirty,

but I-I can't defend myself?

I'm not asking you to defend yourself.

I'm just asking for a transfer.

Will, you're... you're questioning my integrity.

- I wanna talk about it. - I don't.

You're unbelievable.

Five years we've been working together.

That's why I'm having this conversation with you

and not the AD.

- Bowman. - Yeah.

All right, listen up.

Overnight, seven VIPs went missing in the LA area.

The Deputy Director of Central Intelligence,

chief engineers at Lockheed and Boeing,

an official with the Defense Nuclear Agency,

and three senior military officers.

Now, it appears that at least three of them

were extracted by a militarized entity

whose origin, at the present, is unclear.

The others...

well, the others are unaccounted for.

Your department heads have your individual assignments.