In the Outlands, Caleb is resting in the back while John is driving. Caleb awakens, tapping John's shoulder.
Caleb: Hey, you sure you don't want me to drive, man?
John: No, I'm good...need to drive...need something to focus on...
Caleb climbs to the front of the truck and sits in the passenger seat.
Caleb: You know, I really do appreciate you wanting to come with me.
John: Needed come closure after the war with Wes and Tobin. It's been four years, but I was the one who put Melanie down. She died, but came back.
Caleb: It's hard....watching someone you love die or having to kill them....believe me; before Berrington, we've had that experience.
Suddenly, a tree falls, blocking their path.
John: Shit!
John stomps on the brakes as the truck stops. Caleb and John step out and check on the tree that feel.
Caleb: Well?
John: I think we can move this with just the two of us. We'd need more people...shame our truck doesn't have a wench. It's just what we could use to—
Caleb: Oh, fuck....
A group of infected begin to pour into the area and close in on Caleb and John.
Caleb: Hold out!
John and Caleb fight off the group of infected, before suddenly, a Skinner attacks Caleb, knocking him into the truck. Caleb holds off the attack, when suddenly, the Skinner is shot down with a crossbow. Armored men on horses arrive and take down the infected, before approaching Caleb and John.
Balthazar: Trespassers. Identify yourselves, immediately.
John: Easy there. We're of no trouble. My name is John Stone...
Caleb: And I'm a friend of the Outlanders. My name is—
Elizabeth: Caleb Michaels....
Elizabeth gallops up to Caleb, before stepping off her horse and approaching her, smiling.
Elizabeth: You shaved your beard.
Caleb: Told you the next time I see you, I'd look much more cleaner.
Caleb turns to John.
Caleb: This is my friend, John. He's from Berrington.
Elizabeth: Berrington? You've found a home.
Caleb: Yes, but I wanted to keep my promise to come visit you when we did.
Elizabeth: It is good to see you again...and it is nice to meet you, John.
John: You as well, Queen Elizabeth.
John bows, making Elizabeth laugh.
Caleb: Dude, what are you doing?
Elizabeth: Oh, you don't need to bow. We're not a kingdom. Please, follow me.
Elizabeth transports Caleb and John to the Outlands. At one of the Olympian Outposts, a football stadium, Rory is in the library sleeping with a book in her hand just as Alfred awakens.
Alfred: Rory...Rory...
Rory, startled, awakens.
Alfred: Whoa, whoa, hey....it's just me. You good?
Rory: Yeah, just..
Rory sits up.
Rory: What's up?
Alfred: Been searching everywhere for you. We're being called up. Stephan wants us at home base.
Rory: What? Are you kidding me?
Alfred: Afraid so. So let's hustle.
Rory: We gotta leave now?
Alfred: Yes. Andele'.
Rory stands up, before following Alfred out of the library.
Rory: Fuck, my neck.
Alfred: Hey, thanks for giving me the room again last night.
Rory: Yeah, who was it this time? The chef chick.
Alfred: No, the biology chick. From the North.
Rory: Oh, her. Nice.
Alfred: Eh...she loves her job too much, though. Talked my goddamn ear off about some storm she did research on.
Rory: Worth it, though?
Alfred: Absolutely. I can die a very happy man.
Rory: Good. I don't think you'll get any better than her.
Rory and Alfred walk through the rec room in the stadium, where several Olympian soldiers are exercising. The two then walk downstairs through the school area just as a teacher is letting her students in the class.
Alfred: Good morning, Crystal.
Crystal: Hello, Alfred.
Rory smirks.
Rory: Jesus Christ. Her, too?
Alfred: What can I say? I'm a man who gets around.
Rory and Alfred walk into the lunch area of the stadium just as Alfred touches her shoulder.
Alfred: I gotta see my mom for a minute. Grab us something to eat?
Rory: Sure.
Alfred: Get me something exquisite.
Rory: You're getting what they're serving.
Alfred walks off to talk to his mother while Rory walks towards the food line, passing Chad, who is listening to music on his portable device.
Chad: Nice to see you, too, Rory.
Rory stops upon hearing her name and turns her head.
Rory: Oh, shit. Chad. Sorry about that. Didn't see you there.
Chad: You coming with us to Handlery Union?
Rory: Nah, Alfred and I are being called to the Marriot Marquis. What are you doing at the Handlery Union?
Chad: Hotel and school are getting evacuated. We're getting our supplies and bringing everyone back to home base.
Rory: You're shitting me?
Chad: Yeah, can you fucking believe after we took the hotel and school from the Locusts we're falling back?
Rory: You don't know if it's that or not.
Chad: Yeah, well, at least Shelly will be home from the TV station a whole lot sooner.
Rory: What's she doing there?
Chad: Stephan had her stationed there. She's a communications tech so she's stationed there just in case. Problem is; it's in Locust area, but like I said; hopefully she'll be home soon.
Rory: How's your scar?
Chad: Still stings, but Shelly digs the scar. Really wish you'd let me kill that bitch.
Rory: Hey, we got what we came for. No need to kill those two. Wouldn't have made it better, you know?
Chad: Right; well, least I got a nice souvenir.
Chad shows off Kyle' machete.
Rory: Getting the hang of that?
Chad: Sure am. The Desipich guy was a real asshole. Really enjoyed watching him die. Don't think he'll be missing this bad boy.
Rory: There's that. I gotta run.
Rory and Chad perform a bro handshake.
Rory: May you survive while on Earth
Chad: And when you die, may you reach Olympus.
Rory continues walking through the food court, before approaching Alfred and his mother, Marie.
Rory: Hi, ma'am.
Marie: ah....Rory!
Marie extends her hand, which is shaking due to her arthritis, before Rory takes it.
Rory: How are you doing?
Marie: Fine...would you please tell him to shave his beard?
Rory: Ugh...I've tried telling him multiple times.
Alfred: Ladies think I look good.
Marie: You look like a bum.
Rory: We have to head out, ma'am.
Marie: Keep my boy safe, huh?
Rory: For you, of course.
Rory gets in line for food.
Rory: What are they serving?
Olympian Soldier: Breakfast burritos. Again.
Rory: Okay, then.
Alfred: Rory, what are you doing?
Alfred cuts to the front of the line, upsetting the other Olympian soldiers in line.
Alfred: Hey, three breakfast burritos, please.
Olympian Soldier: What, dude, there's a line, you know?!
Olympian Soldier: Alfred! What the fuck, man?!
Rory rolls her eyes.
Rory: Excuse me.
Olympian Soldier: Wait your turn like the rest of us, damn it!
Rory: Sorry.
Alfred: We're going to home base. Give me a break.
The lunch lady gives Alfred three breakfast burritos, before approaching Rory and giving her one.
Rory: Why do you have three? Put one of them back. You don't need one for later.
Alfred: It's not for me.
Rory: Who's it for, then?
Alfred: Don't get pissed off, but Hannah's coming with us.
Rory rolls her eyes.
Rory: Alfred.....
Rory and Alfred walk to the stairs as Rory eats her burrito along the way.
Alfred: Where's your backpack? In the room?
Rory: Why are you doing this? You love torturing me?
Alfred: Because I care about both of y'all. Call it being a good friend, plus I'm tired of the bullshit.
Rory: Does she know I'm on this run?
Alfred: She does.
Rory: and she's okay wit it?
Alfred: Yes..
Rory: Your "yes" sounds like "no".
Alfred: It's my northern accent. Come on. Lighten up, would you?
Rory: (mouth full) I think you get your kicks up of making me paranoid.
Alfred: No, it's an opportunity for you two to finally bury the hatchet and move on.
Rory: It's been two weeks. We haven't said anything to each other since Berrington. I'm supposed to just pretend that didn't happen?
Alfred: No, but you two should talk about it.
Rory: She wanted Kyle Desipich dead like the rest of us.
Alfred: You forget so quickly. Hannah's not like the rest of us. She hasn't hurt people like that before.
Rory: She kills Locusts all the time.
Alfred: Not the way we killed Kyle, or Shawn Burton's brother, or Rocky. Remember we're soldiers...she's a medic. C'mon, Rory. She's family. Do it for me, please?
Rory: No promises, but I'll try.
Alfred: That's all I ask.
Rory and Alfred walk into their suite as Rory enters.
Alfred: Get your things. I'm gonna grab Hannah.
Rory: Uh-huh.
Alfred: Be nice, would ya?
Rory: Piss off.
Rory walks around her dorm, picking up a black latex bra, before throwing it aside.
Rory: Biologist, huh?
Rory goes to her bunk bed and collects her backpack. Alfred and Hannah, whose baby bump has grown, enter the room.
Alfred: Knock knock. You ready to go?
Rory: Just about.
Alfred and Hannah approach Rory.
Rory: Hey.
Hannah: Hi.
Rory: How are you doing?
Hannah: Well....you?
Rory: Same. Surprised they cleared you for active duty.
Hannah: Just barely.
Rory: You probably could've stayed if you asked.
Hannah: I'd rather not sit on my ass if I don't have to.
Rory: And David's okay with this?
Hannah: Why would it be up to David? We need to grab Bertie on the way.
Hannah walks to the door, before Alfred whispers to Rory.
Alfred: Hey...try harder.
Rory pushes Alfred, before she, Alfred and Hannah leave their room, grabbing their backpacks.
Alfred: How come you're getting called to home base?
Hannah: It's just a usual check in, don't worry.
Alfred: Hey, when you get back, can you check on my mom? She seems....a bit of off.
Hannah: A bit off how?
Alfred: Well, she's been complaining about a sharp pain in her wrists. She can barely hold a teaspoon.
Hannah: Maybe we can get her some Ibuprofen.
Rory: Heard they moved you and David to section nine-eight.
Hannah: Yeah. It's fine. It's lots of young families my age.
Rory: Getting you excited about the baby?
Hannah: Seeing all those kids running around...
Alfred: All those crying babies...must drive David crazy.
Hannah: He hasn't even seen the bump yet. He's out on a run with Brandon.
Rory: Brandon? Shit. That's a bitch.
Hannah: Yeah. No one likes him.
Hannah, Rory and Alfred walk up to the pen, where dogs are playing.
Hannah: Signing out Bertie.
Olympian Soldier: She's playing inside.
Hannah: Great. Rory, you wanna grab her?
Rory enters the dog pen just as a German shepherd, Bertie, approaches her, waging her tail and licking Rory's hand in excitement. Rory pets her.
Rory: Hey, girl. What you doing, you crazy girl? Huh?
Alfred walks up to Bertie and pets her.
Alfred: There's my favorite girl.
Rory: Only one that will deal with your stupid ass.
Alfred: Hey, don't be jealous.
Hannah approaches Bertie and pets her.
Hannah: Hey, Bertie. You wanna go to the trucks? Let's go to the trucks, baby. Come on.
Hannah walks off carrying Berties leash, with Rory and Alfred following.
Hannah: Were you with Susan last night?
Alfred: Yes, I was.
Hannah: You're a naughty boy, Alfred.
Alfred: The naughtiest, sweetheart.
Hannah: What's she doing in town?
Alfred: Something for Stephan.
Hannah: Damn, that's gotta be a very lonely job.
Alfred: Hey, she digs it. Just ask her about the clouds and you'll be best friends.
Hannah: (laughs) Well, at least you get to avoid all the combat out there.
Alfred: Shit, if that's what you're into.
Hannah: I'd be happy staying home if I have to.
Alfred: You'd miss the opportunity of fucking up Locusts, though.
Hannah: I don't think so.
Alfred: I'd loose my mind in a heartbeat.
Rory, Alfred and Hannah approach the weapons locker with a male Olympian soldier.
Rory: Hey, Patrick.
Patrick: Yo.
Rory: Can I have my regular?
Patrick: You got it.
Patrick hands Rory, Alfred and Hannah their weapons.
Rory: Which trucks do we have?
Patrick: Take truck R27.
Patrick hands the keys as Alfred snatches them.
Alfred: I'll drive.
Rory: (scoffs)
Alfred: You sign us out, girl.
Rory: Asshole....
Rory signs the trio out.
Rory: Thanks.
Patrick: May you survive while on Earth
Rory: And when you die, may you reach Olympus.
Rory, Alfred and Hannah approach the trucks as Hannah continues petting Bertie.
Hannah: Yeah, who's the best girl?
Bertie happily dances around as Hannah laughs.
Hannah: Yeah, I missed you too.
Alfred hops into their assigned truck driver seat just as Bertie hops into the back of the truck.
Alfred: Bertie gets shotgun.
Rory: Uh...Hannah's with child.
Alfred: Exactly. She could use some fresh air. Plus, gives you two a chance to talk.
Rory sighs.
Rory: Nice, Alfred. Real nice.
Rory and Hannah sit in the back of the truck while Alfred drives around the Olympian base.
Hannah: How've you been sleeping these days?
Rory: Not so good.
Hannah: Do you need me to get you something from the pharmacy?
Rory: No, I'm okay.
Hannah: It's really no trouble...
Rory: No, really. It's fine. I'm just gonna tire myself out, anyway. I'm been picking up a few extra assignments.
Hannah: You and David?
Rory: What do you mean by that?
Hannah: Nothing.
Alfred drives up to the front gate, approaching the guard and another Olympian Soldier.
Olympian Soldier: Hey, man. Where you three headed?
Alfred: Site 3. Home base.
The Olympian Soldier turns to the guard.
Olympian Solider: Truck R26 headed to site 3.
The Olympian Soldier turns to Alfred.
Olympian Soldier: May you survive while on Earth
Rory: And when you die, may you reach Olympus.
Alfred drives the truck out of the Olympian Stadium Base.
Hannah: Heard we lost the axe base.
Rory: Yeah...happened while we were in Berrington.
Hannah: You guys plan on getting it back?
Rory: Nah...Stephan says it's not the priority. We're trying to get enough rogue fish in the barrel already.
A brief moment as Alfred continues driving through the ruins of a downtown San Francisco.
Rory: What did you mean about David and I?
Hannah: Uh...well, I haven't seen him in two weeks, you know? Since we got back from Berrington. He keeps on picking up extra runs and assignments. Has he talked to you, about...has he said anything?
Rory: No, we're not...I mean, I bump into him in the mess hall now and then, but we walk around each other....Berrington shook him, so I wouldn't worry about it so much.
Suddenly, Bertie barks as a shot skids Hannah's shoulder as she and Rory take cover when men in black hoodies with crosses burned on their forehead ride up on horses and attack the trio.
Rory: Ah, shit!
Hannah: It's a fucking ambush!
Alfred: Hold on, back there!
Alfred drives through the ruins as the men on horses chase after the trio.
Prophet Soldier: Kill the Olympians!
Rory: They were waiting for us!
Alfred: Take them out!
Rory: The fuck you think we're doin, Alfred?!
Rory and Hannah open fire, killing a few of the Prophets on their horses.
Rory: Alfred, get us out!
Alfred: I'm trying, goddammit!
Mid-chase, Alfred turns the truck into the small area as Rory and Hannah continue opening fire. Suddenly, a Prophet Soldier throws a molotov at the truck, blinding Alfred and causing him to swerve out of control.
Alfred: Fuck! I can't see!
Rory: Alfred!
Alfred: Hang on!
Rory and Hannah brace themselves as Alfred blindly drives through some trees.
Rory: Shit!
Alfred: Motherfucker!
Alfred crashes the truck into the building of a ruined Lowes.
Rory: You good?
Hannah: Yeah...
Rory, Hannah, Alfred and Bertie exit the crashed truck.
Alfred: Fucking Locusts.
Rory: How far are we from home base?
Hannah: From here. It's a hike.
Prophet Soldier: (whistles)
Alfred: We're too exposed. Let's get inside the building.
Rory, Hannah, Alfred and Bertie enter the Lowes, shutting the door as they enter.
Rory: Let's make sure this place is secure.
Rory, Alfred, Hannah and Bertie move through the camping section of Lowes.
Hannah: Maybe we should've taken our chances outside.
Alfred: Nah. We can do this.
Moving into the Christmas decorations section, Bertie growls as infected are heard ahead of them. Rory, Alfred, Hannah and Bertie duck down.
Hannah: Company.
Rory: Infected.
Rory and Alfred quietly take out the infected.
Rory: Clear.
Alfred: This is definitely better than getting drunk and masturbating to porn on a daily basis.
Rory: Ew...
Alfred: Just saying.
Rory climbs up on the shelves, seeking a way out, just as she spots an opening. However, as Rory jumps to another shelf, it begins to tumble, trapping Rory.
Alfred: Rory!
Hannah: Rory!
Rory attempts to stand up, but a Stitcher appears. Rory shoots at it as it closes in, but suddenly, Bertie jumps on the Stitcher and bites it's neck, snapping it. Alfred and Hannah help Rory up from under the collapsed shelf.
Alfred: Here they come!
Suddenly, more Skinners and infected appear. After a long brutal battle, Rory, Hannah, Alfred and Bertie manage to kill all of the infected and Skinners.
Rory: Everyone good?
Alfred: Yeah. Not doing so good on ammo, though.
Rory: Can we say this place fucking sucks?
Alfred: Yes.
Hannah: This place fucking sucks.
Rory: Let's get out of here.
Rory, Alfred, Hannah and Bertie pass through the kitchen essentials section, before reaching the gardening section of Lowes. Rory attempts to open a door, but it is jammed.
Rory: Alfred...
Alfred: Yep.
Alfred walks up to Rory and helps her open the door.
Alfred: Ladies, first.
Hannah squeezes through the door.
Hannah: Thank God I'm only so many weeks pregnant.
Bertie follows behind Hannah.
Alfred: Rory...
Rory: Thought you said ladies first.
Alfred: (laughs) I like you, Rory.
Rory, Hannah, Alfred and Bertie walk through the gardening section.
Alfred: alright. We're good.
Hannah: Rory, you said you're Dad was a gardener, right?
Rory: Yeah, but he was on duty so much he forgot to water his plants.
Hannah: (laughs)
Alfred: You know what? This is good...you two needed a bonding moment.
Rory: (in unison with Hannah) Fuck off, Alfred.
Hannah: (in unison with Rory) Fuck off, Alfred.
Alfred: See; perfect bonding moment.
Rory climbs out of the Lowe's with Alfred, Bertie and Hannah climbing up with her, spotting the Olympian Home Base ahead.
Rory: Home base is dead ahead.
Alfred: No Locusts in sight.
Rory: Oh, there out there.
Hannah: Yeah, let's keep moving.
Rory, Hannah, Alfred and Bertie climb down.
Hannah: Jesus. I remember when we could pass through without getting jumped by Locusts.
Rory: Getting all sympathetic over the truce with Jedidiah? Easier days, huh?
Alfred: Too damn easy. We let our guard down and they strung up and skinned an entire squad.
Hannah: Because we shot those kids.
Alfred: Okay, those kids attacked our guys. What would you do?
Hannah: I don't know; not put bullets in them?
Alfred: I'd rather look after our people.
Hannah: Alfred, they were kids mislead by Jedidiah. It's not their fault.
Rory: Not our fault, either. Those deaths are on them and Jedidiah.
Hannah: Alright...
Rory attempts to open the door to a boat store, but it is jammed.
Alfred: Not to put us on the spot, but is very quiet.
Rory: Yeah, too quiet.
Rory spots a rope that leads to the roof.
Rory: Alfred, see what's up there.
Alfred: You got it.
Rory boosts Alfred up to the rope, which Alfred uses to climb up to the roof, before Alfred throws the rope down to Rory.
Alfred: All good. Come on up.
Rory: Hannah, stay with Bertie. I'll try to find a way to open that door for you.
Hannah: Okay. Cool.
Rory climbs up the roof and joins Alfred.
Rory: Well...
Alfred: Still no sign of Locusts.
Rory uses the rope to repel down into the boat store. Alfred repels down behind her.
Rory: Okay, Hannah. We're in.
Hannah: Cool. I'm at the door.
Rory pushes the shelf that's blocking the door, allowing Hannah and Bertie to enter. Alfred opens the door to another section of the boathouse, before Rory uses a crank to open a shutter that leads outside.
Rory: I'll hold it here. Go.
Alfred and Bertie walk through the half open shutter.
Alfred: I'll try to find something to hold it open.
Suddenly, the crank breaks, causing the shutter to nearly slam on Hannah.
Rory: Fuck!
Alfred: Jesus! You two good?!
Rory: Sorry, Hannah...Crank broke.
Rory tosses the crank on the ground.
Alfred: What now?!
Hannah: Rory, look.
Hannah points to a hatch on the roof.
Rory: A hatch. Alfred, just sit tight, we're gonna try to find a way out on the roof.
Alfred: Alright.
Rory turns to Hannah.
Rory: So, you happy you caught a ride with us?
Hannah: Right. Remind me to punch Alfred for that one.
Rory and Hannah laugh.
Hannah: All seriousness, though. I'm glad to be here with you guys. I'd hate to hear you were in trouble and I couldn't help out.
Rory: Hey, why aren't you talking to me? It seems like you're avoiding me.
Hannah: I'm not avoiding you.
Rory: Come on. You've barely said a word to me since Berrington two weeks ago.
Hannah: I don't know. I guess I was shook by Berrington as much as David.
Rory: You don't think Desipich got what he deserved?
Hannah: I think he deserved worse, I just....that other guy and Shawn Burton's brother....
Rory: I get it. How can anyone do that to anyone, right?
Hannah: That's not what I—
Rory: Let's just get to the hatch.
Hannah: Okay.
Rory and Hannah climb to the rooftop of the boat store, spotting Alfred and Bertie on the ground.
Rory: There they are! Alfred! We'll be right down!
Alfred: Okay!
Hannah points ahead to the Olympian base.
Hannah: Look. Home sweet home.
Rory spots a rail yard.
Rory: Bet we can cut through that rail yard.
Hannah: Wanna get off the roof, first?
Rory: Please.
Hannah and Rory climb down off the rooftop of the boat shop and reunite with Alfred and Bertie.
Hannah: Bertie...oh good girl.
Alfred: Bout damn time you two caught up.
Rory: Been quiet out here so far?
Alfred: Yeah, I don't like it.
Rory: Well, we're almost to home base.
Alfred: Man, when we get home, I'm find a couch, watch a movie and drink myself to drink.
Hannah: Oh, yeah? Which movie?
Rory: Which drink?
Alfred: Heh...strong questions. Movie's the one about the people who are trapped in an apartment complex because the CDC won't let them out due to a strain of rabies.
Rory: Sounds like a movie based on what's happening now with the infected.
Alfred: Drink? My whiskey from the party last week.
Rory: Excuse me? You mean "our" whiskey.
Alfred: Yeah, yeah, I'll save some for you.
Hannah: Oh, I wish I could drink right now if I wasn't so damn pregnant.
Rory, Alfred, Hannah and Bertie climb down to the rail yard.
Rory: Okay. We'll follow these tracks. They should lead us back on the main road to home base.
Alfred: I don't like this.
Rory: I know. I don't either.
Hannah: Any other way over that wall?
Alfred: None that I can see.
Suddenly, voices are heard up ahead.
Rory: Sshh....up ahead.
More Prophet soldiers appear, before Rory sneaks up behind of them and grabs her, before shooting another prophet. Rory then snaps her hostages' neck. Rory, Alfred, Hannah and Bertie engage the Prophets in a brutal fight with Rory managing to grab an axe from one of the Prophets. Eventually, Rory, Alfred, Hannah and Bertie manage to kill the Prophets in the train yard.
Rory: Fuck me. Is that it?
Alfred: I don't see shit.
Rory: Follow me.
Rory, Alfred, Hannah and Bertie climb out of the train yard to into a gas station.
Hannah: Look, there it is.
Just as they enter the gas station, more Prophets arrive, before Rory throws a pipe bomb that kills a few of the Prophets.
Rory: Take cover!
More Prophets appear as Rory, Alfred and Hannah engage the Prophets in a gun fight.
Hannah: There's too many of them! I'm running out of ammo!
Alfred: You're not getting me, you fucking crazies!
In the midst of the gunfight, Olympian soldiers arrive and help take out the Prophets.
Hannah: It's our guys!
Alfred: Oh, hell yeah! Fuck em up, guys!
With the Olympian reinforcements help, Rory, Alfred, Hannah and Bertie take down the remaining Prophets.
Olympian Soldier: Hold your fire! All clear! All clear!
Olympian Soldier: Let's go for more of those fuckers show up!
Alfred: I fucking love you guys!
Olympian Soldier: Ready?!
Rory, Hannah, Alfred and Bertie hop into the back of a truck as an Olympian Soldier tends to a bullet through the hand.
Olympian Soldier: Shit!
Rory: Hey, you good?
Olympian Soldier: I think I'll live.
Hannah: Hey, let me see your hand.
Alfred: We're in. Let's go!
With Rory, Alfred, Hannah and Bertie in tow, the Olympian Soldiers head to home base.