Previously on "Aftermath"...
Kids, meet Grandpa.
I witnessed them murder some people.
Your father ordered my death. He dragged me somewhere.
She didn't do anything.
That means... Shapeshifter.
Get away from my family!
[yells]
Which is which? [gunshot]
Take this. It's tetra.
You might need it.
- [coughs] - Josh.
[dramatic music]
Has anyone noticed the Moon today,
my people round the steeple of the temple of the dog?
It's got me running, flying, sanctifying,
praying that those brand-new daytime stars
are what they seem
and not some nightmare dream of death.
- Hey. - Don't.
Do you know where the extra water jug is?
No. Don't do that.
- Hey, Dad? - Yeah.
We're out of water.
Well, Idaho has vast amounts of water.
I'm sure we'll find some.
[clears throat]
How you feeling, Dad?
Never better.
And who will say that...
Oh, my God.
All right, pop quiz. Fun facts about Idaho.
I grew up here.
It has more ghost towns than anywhere else in the country.
- That is correct. - There is no country anymore.
That is incorrect, Matt.
Jeez, since when are you the buzzkill?
I thought that was Dana.
Yeah, that was really out of character, Matt.
Maybe I'm a shapeshifter.
You are not. I'd know for sure.
Dana wouldn't.
What are you talking about? I saved you.
You were aiming at me, not her, Dana.
You missed.
- Oh, Bree, come on. - Not cool.
I saw a wild blueberry bush over here.
Anybody want to come help me pick 'em?
- Go for it. - Maybe later?
Hey, hey!
I guess we'll do it.
Hey, look.
Why are stars out in the daytime?
Those aren't stars.
I've been watching; they've changed position.
They're visible in the daylight,
which means they're hundreds of miles across
and possibly on fire.
Asteroids.
They'd be millions of miles off course, though.
And that'd be... bad.
Matt, when is it not bad?
God.
But these ones won't hit us.
They're actually kind of pretty.
- Right, Mom? - Yeah, they are pretty.
Guys! Guys!
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
What happened to these people?
They look stretched.
His eyes are a different color.
♪ ♪
What the hell is this?
I don't know.
He's, like, ten feet long.
- Why is he, uh... - Dad?
Stretched?
I-I don't know.
Dad.
There's only three bodies here.
Where's the little boy?
[tense music]
♪ ♪
1:42.
[coughing]
[music intensifies]
♪ ♪
[ominous music]
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This is the place, the medical warehouse.
Okay, everyone, stay sharp for Feverheads and Gls.
No one gets between us and the tetra.
If there's any left.
Just go.
Watch your step, Dad.
I'm sure I'm fine.
We don't need to stop.
Like hell we don't.
Spread out. Safeties off.
Stay focused.
I don't need tetra.
You need it, and you need it soon.
Dad, be careful.
Let's move, guys.
Hey, what... what's this?
[sighs]
There's nothing.
There's no more tetra stacks?
What's... sugga-ma-dex?
"Sugammadex."
It reverses neuromuscular blockade.
Awesome. And completely useless.
Tetra, Dana. We need tetra.
This disease is weeks old.
Nobody knows where it started or how it spreads.
Just 'cause one antibiotic works doesn't mean others won't.
Great, and while you conduct your drug trials,
we lose our dad.
Screw you, Dana.
[sighs]
So...
you, uh...
Want to talk?
What Dana said in the bar, she was drunk.
No, she wasn't, Matt.
Okay, fine.
But you always win these things.
We're all afraid of what's gonna happen to Dad,
but you can't take it out on Dana.
I'm not, okay?
[sighs]
You realize we haven't seen a single person in this town?
Kind of reminds me of the Chernobyl level in "Frontal Assault 4."
How can you be thinking about video games right now?
- Please. - Oh, my God, you're such a dude.
You loved "FA4" as much as I did,
probably more.
I mean, you and Dana always kicked my ass.
You were so overconfident.
I mean, come on; there's no way in hell
you're winning a two-against-one death match.
Like, no way.
Oh, I can win two against one.
No, you couldn't.
It was just the two of you.
You guys got good instincts.
I mean, both of you but...
you especially.
Yeah, well, you were super overconfident.
We would have kept kicking your ass too
if Dad didn't make us stop.
- He's so stupid. "Too violent, guys." - "Too violent."
[laughs]
So do you think what happened in Seattle
happened here, then?
I don't know.
Okay, well, New York's gone. LA's gone.
Matt, everybody we meet dies, and we're still standing here.
Why is that?
Never thought about it.
I'm gonna go check on Dad.
You stay here with the stacks, look for some tetra.
I bet if anybody finds it, it's you.
All right.
He's gone!
Oh, shit.
He could be anywhere by now.
[tense music]
[various voices]
Everything dies.
[various voices]
No.
- Dad! - Dad!
- Josh! - Dad!
- Bree!
Guys, over here.
[various voices]
Matt.
Got it.
Kids, keep looking for the tetra.
Honey.
Come on, guys, let's go.
Can I have your gun?
Please?
We have to face it, Josh.
I know it's the plague.
Yes.
We're just... we're just being careful for the kids.
Yeah, of course.
We'll find some tetra, make everything okay.
- We're gonna find it. - Yeah.
I'm sorry I didn't get my dad's.
Karen, no.
The odds are that it was poisoned.
Yeah, he said it wasn't.
Well, he... also your father ordered my execution.
He couldn't be trusted, so...
Thank you.
- Mom! - Yeah.
I found something.
Let's get your dad to the RV.
Okay, what is it?
It's a tetra box.
A tetra box. It's empty.
But look at the address.
Coastal Cross Long-Term Care, uh-huh.
So?
It's a few blocks away. We passed it.
But if they took regular deliveries...
Then they may still have some there.
Yes. Exactly.
Here it is, Coastal Cross Long-Term Care Facility.
Girls, you're with me.
We're gonna go room by room.
- What about me? - Stay with your father.
Keep an eye on him.
It could take us hours.
We don't know when he's gonna become a danger to himself.
- All right. - Stay with him no matter what...
But not up here; you're too open.
Go down the hill. Go someplace private.
We'll meet you there when we're done.
Let's go.
Honey, I'm doing this to keep you safe.
I love you.
I'm coming back.
Hurry.
[intense dramatic music]
Okay, it's their pharmacy.
Let's hope the tetra's in there.
I'll stand watch. You guys look in there.
- I got nothing. - Me neither.
Shit!
There should be a dispensary on each floor. Let's go.
Matt?
Hey, Matt. Come sit here.
Come sit here.
I can talk.
I'm not sure how long that's gonna last, but...
I can talk now.
I... I... if...
If they don't find any tetra...
I don't want to hear this.
Just remember... No, Matt, listen.
Look, if... I just need you to...
Take the...
tomato train to the REO Speedwagon...
That's... wait.
[stammering] No, I want to... I want...
Wait. What's his name?
What's his name? What's his name?
Okay, what now?
We search every floor
and don't stop until we find tetra.
[squeak] Do you hear that?
- [yells] - [screams]
[gunshot]
Don't even think about it.
This is an automatic.
Drop the guns or get stitched.
Do it.
You marauders? Why are you here?
- Marauders? - Uh, GRs?
GRs? No, we're not GRs.
I'm Karen Farrell. These are my daughters.
My husband needs tetracycline. That's why we're here.
GRs?
Uh, GRs, Gone Rogue,
people who don't follow the law.
Gone Rogue?
Oh, I get it now.
That's clever. [laughs]
I'm sorry you had to witness that.
But after what happened, I shoot on sight now.
It's an open carry state, thank God.
Glad I hesitated on you.
Me too.
Do you live here?
I've been a caregiver here for ten years.
After the earthquakes, there were rumors...
Some final event, a meteor heading straight for town
big enough to blow up Idaho or the world, even,
so everybody took off.
Not me.
My patients needed me,
so my family and I took refuge here.
Nothing hit, but nobody ever came back either.
Just those darn marauders.
Oh, they raided you.
Two weeks ago.
They cleaned us out of meds, including tetra.
My husband, Eddie, tried to stop them, but...
My daughter and I hid in a closet,
but one of those men must have had the plague,
because after, she...
Well, she's gone now.
She's a beautiful young girl, same age as yours.
I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry I have to ask this,
but if your daughter had the plague,
do you?
Oh, no, I didn't get infected.
No, see for yourself.
Yeah, she's clear.
Yup.
- Thank you. - Yup.
My husband has the plague.
I turned down tetracycline that could have saved his life.
If he dies, it's my fault.
Can you help?
I remember his name.
His name was Josh Copeland.
He was at 142. 142.
Do you get it?
Those men in the berries,
the man that died, his watch...
Man in the berries from this morning.
His watch was at 1:42.
- Okay. His watch said... - 1:42.
- 1:42.
1:42, just like Seattle.
Like Seattle, Matt.
- The news footage? - Seattle!
I haven't seen it.
Check it! Check it! Check Seattle!
Okay, just...
The city for ten minutes now, and...
[glass shatters] Oh, my God.
Seattle happened at 1:42.
The stretched-out people came from Seattle.
Grandpa.
Why'd you turn down the tetra?
It came from my father. He's a very bad man.
He runs poisoned tetra.
I was stupid not to take it.
You know, I...
I have some tetra.
You do?
And I'd be happy to share,
but I want something in return.
No, no, it's nothing bad.
I just have wheelchair patients on the top floor,
and getting up and down this place is a real drag
since the generator went kaput.
I just need help getting them down.
Sure. Whatever you need.
Great.
And you're gonna have to leave your guns downstairs.
Strangers with guns really spook the patients.
You can grab 'em when you go.
For Dad.
Sure.
All right.
This way.
If their watches stopped at 1:42,
that means they were part of the Seattle disappearance
and they ended up here.
Yeah.
- You think Grandpa... - No.
[mumbles]
Rona... dog.
- Rona? - Grandpa's dog.
R-Rona's eyes.
Wait, when Dana got bit by Rona,
she said that Rona's eyes were different colors,
like the bodies this morning.
Mm-hmm.
If Rona made it, you think Grandpa made it.
The pocket.
Take my pocket.
[grunting]
Okay, there's four people in the picture.
We only found three bodies.
- Not four. - The son, the son.
- We never found the son. - Not four.
You think that if we find the son,
we'll find Grandpa.
[mumbling] In the morning...
Dad, I don't understand what you're saying.
[mumbling]
You know, I think we need to just stop for a bit, okay?
We need to give you a break, okay?
Sit down.
You'll be able to talk more
if you take a break for a bit.
Let's go for a drive.
I can't sit here and watch this happen.
[engine turns over]
The meds are on the second floor
in the supply closet.
You can't miss it.
I'd like to keep going straight up.
Can your girls get the tetra?
I'll meet you downstairs. I won't be long.
Good.
Second floor supply closet?
Check in here.
You know, this doesn't look like a supply closet.
I'm checking everywhere.
Anything?
No, nothing.
Come on.
[deep, pulsing music]
♪ ♪
Dana, this is a bad idea.
We shouldn't have split up.
Hey, we have to keep going, okay?
It's for Dad.
In here. In here.
Check it.
[music intensifies]
♪ ♪
Come on.
Okay, what now?
Supply room.
Where are we?
Back at the warehouse.
Our last search got cut short.
Karen?
No, they said they need a few hours.
We'll be back in time.
Just don't think...
I'm not gonna sit here and watch you become a Feverhead.
[grunts]
I'm going in.
So you say you turned down tetra?
From my own father.
Your father.
Yeah, you don't want to know.
Just this way.
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
Mrs. Adelstein.
What the dickens are you doing out here, Mrs. Adelstein?
What's the matter?
Do you need to make boo-boo, Mrs. Adelstein, hmm?
[sighs] [giggles]
[elevator dings]
The elevator works.
Hmm?
I thought your generator was broken.
Sorry, I didn't hear you.
You have a generator running here?
No.
[grunting]
She said she has tetra.
It's got to be here.
So you don't think that nurse is a little off?
Well, define "off."
You know, like off.
Well, if you went through what she did, you'd be off too.
[various voices]
That's every room and no tetra.
She probably meant a different supply room.
No, I don't think so.
Okay, let's keep looking.
Okay.
She did say the second floor, right?
Definitely.
[doorknob rattling]
Okay, come on.
It's locked.
Shit.
I think we're trapped, Bree.
These are my friends, Karen.
I stuffed them when they died.
I hate change.
Harold, how about some chamomile with milk?
You love that.
[grunts softly]
And you, Karen, some tea?
[slurring] What did you put in me?
Oh, just a sedative.
[mutters]
My girls are waiting for me.
And they'll get help when I don't show up.
Well, actually, your daughters are locked in
on the second floor.
See, in places like this, the patients try to leave,
so we have electronic door locks.
It's for their own good.
Ask a statistician, and he will tell you
correlation ain't causation,
so avoid conflation and take dictation,
'cause today begins the end of it all,
the final event that's sweeping the nation.
Hold your souls together, cats and kittens,
and take a panoramic view of this thing
that you've been waiting for.
Negative Nelly.
No.
Bob Black, he's always right.
[scoffs]
[mumbling]
My husband knows.
He just needs tetra, and he'll help us.
He has special knowledge.
What are your daughters' dress sizes?
Stop.
You see, when you stuff people,
it's all about the clothes.
Your wardrobe will be easy to fix,
but your girls?
I'm not so sure.
[growls]
Dana, look out!
Did you really expect that to work?
[sighs]
[pounding at door]
All the windows in this place are reinforced.
We're not getting out through any of them.
Shit!
Calm down!
Brianna, Mom's gonna come for us.
Then where is she, Dana?
Do you realize if we don't get out of here,
Dad is done?
[panting]
That's a laundry cart.
Where'd you get that?
Down the hall. Why?
- Come on! - Dana.
Laundry chute.
Shit, it's locked.
Hydrofluoric acid in the supply room.
Dana.
[slurring] Why are you doing this?
Isn't it gorgeous?
Continents drift apart, and empires fall,
but the Moon is always with us.
No matter how much gosh darn malarkey is happening
in the world, the Moon is always there.
It's still there, kind of like the Earth's best friend.
No.
[groans]
[gasps]
[laughing hysterically]
Stop it, Mrs. Adelstein.
[laughing]
Stop it!
[laughing]
Stop it! Stop it, Mrs. Adelstein!
[laughing hysterically]
Stop it!
Mrs. Adelstein, I will have to send you downstairs
if you are not quiet!
Sorry, but I warned you!
[screaming]
[thud]
[coughing]
I don't know how I feel about that.
[various voices]
[voices screaming]
It stinks. Are you sure this is a thing?
What, science? Yeah, it's a thing.
Cover your nose.
Hey.
That's for you.
Yeah, always something useful to contribute, huh?
Is the acid working?
What are you doing?
Move.
- Step back! - Okay, okay.
All right, just so we're clear,
that was 90% science, 10% brute force.
Force won.
It's big enough for one of us to go down.
Bree, it has to be you.
You have to go.
You know I'm claustrophobic.
Yeah, that's convenient.
Now help me with the sheets.
[eerie music]
[voices whispering]
[muttering softly]
Here I am.
You're the missing kid from the picture.
♪ ♪
What happened to you,
to your family?
What?
[muffled]
You can tell me.
You can tell me. You can tell me.
You can tell me.
What does it mean?
What are you writing? What does it mean?
"The one is many."
Hey, support with your legs, not your arms, okay?
Would you stop distracting me?
Fine!
Actually, one more thing.
When you get down there, can you...
[Brianna screams] [thud]
Bree?
Uh!
Bree, are you okay?
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
What the fu...
[mumbling]
You got blood in your mouth.
Never you mind.
Just let my daughters go.
I don't care what you do to me.
Oh, that's nice.
What are you gonna do to me?
♪ There we go ♪
Yeah.
[hums]
What are you doing?
You want mercy from me...
after what your father's thugs did to my family?
[scoffs]
[moans hoarsely]
You know, after those men killed my Eddie,
I heard one of them say he hadn't met the boss.
They said, "Well, you got to meet Ewan.
He's gonna make us rich on this tetra cook."
Sound familiar?
Those men came to steal on your father's orders.
We're on the same side.
[scoffs] Nice try.
But you and your girls are just like him.
You're... What did you call it?
GRs?
You're wrong.
[moans]
Am I?
You came with guns to take what doesn't belong to you,
just like your father's gangs.
[moans]
Ewan Farrell killed my family.
Who have you killed?
I'm sorry.
[chuckles]
You want to know what I'm doing?
I'm making things right.
It's a paralyzing agent, in case you were wondering.
You won't be able to move, but you'll feel every cut
until you die.
And so will your girls.
[low, ominous music]
♪ ♪
"The one is many."
I don't understand.
"The one is many."
Why did you write this?
What does it mean?
Tell me.
What?
Tell me.
I don't understand.
Don't. Don't!
Come on!
Tell me what it means.
Tell me, or I'll kill you!
Tell me!
[intense music]
Dad, it's me.
Dad, stop! Stop!
Matt.
[coughing]
Matt. [mumbling]
[coughing violently]
[gasps]
Bree, where are you?
In here.
Oh.
[dramatic music]
What?
Bree, there is a stuffed raccoon on a tricycle out here.
It gets worse in here.
Look at these.
Oh, God.
Nurse Batshit at work.
Dana, Mom is up there with this psycho.
We have to get her out.
Hey, listen to me.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, let's go.
Oh!
Ready, Karen?
[moans weakly]
What was that?
[muttering]
Oh, sweetie, of course you are,
but maybe back off on the potty mouth.
- [mumbles] - Okay, that's enough.
There we go. No more talking.
This...
will peel the skin right off your face.
[whirring loudly]
If you're lucky,
you'll pass out from the pain first.
Burn in hell, Karen.
[whirring]
[drill whirring]
[whirring stops]
Hey, wait, don't...
Don't turn the basement power off.
- Why? - 'Cause we might need it later.
Stay calm, Catherine.
[breathes deeply]
Okay.
Okay, what do you think?
Generator, maybe?
Or a solar flare.
Oh, or maybe your girls found a way out
after all the trouble I went to.
[sighs] Well, I guess I'm gonna have to go take a look.
You sit tight, Karen.
Oh, look at you. What am I saying?
[laughs]
Things are starting to get interesting, right?
[grunting hoarsely]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
What the dickens?
[sighs]
Hey.
[electricity crackling]
God, that felt good.
Is she dead?
She could be. That was 220.
She's out cold.
Good.
Let's go find Mom.
Okay, which way?
How should I know?
Okay, cover my six.
Really?
"Frontal Assault 4," Dana.
Come on, tactics.
And you say I'm the nerd.
Where'd you get your gun from, anyways?
Tactics, Bree? Come on.
Shut up.
♪ ♪
Oh, my God, Mom. Mom!
Dana, is she...
She's just paralyzed.
Oh, no.
Um, no, this'll wear off after a while.
Dana, we can't wait.
We've got to get her out of here right now.
Okay, who's stronger?
Yeah, funny, Bree.
Just lift her. Come on.
How are we getting her down?
Um, okay, a new plan.
I'll figure out something.
You have to go downstairs, turn the power back on.
- The elevator. - Yeah.
Bree?
Watch for her.
I see her, I kill her.
It's okay, Mom. I got you.
I promise.
She gave you a drug, Mom.
It paralyzed you, but it's wearing off.
[groans]
There you go.
Okay.
All right, we'll get you out on the elevator.
Just through this door.
[doorknob rattles]
[sighs] Okay. That's all right.
We'll circle around. Come on. Come on.
Come on. We got this.
Come on. Come on.
[groans weakly]
Okay, the elevator is just through that door.
I need you to be ready, okay?
Ignore those guys; they're stuffed.
Okay.
Mom?
You've got this, okay?
Mom, you've got this.
♪ ♪
Shit.
Mom? Mom, what is it?
[muffled screams]
It's just you and me now, Karen.
[mumbles]
Oh, you can make some sound.
I guess you didn't get enough neuro block.
That's okay; I can fix that.
You're nothing if not resilient.
Mm-hmm.
God damn right.
[dramatic music]
Hey, psycho.
♪ ♪
[slurring] That's my girl.
Mom, we're here.
Dana!
Oh, my God. Dana, please!
Oh, my God.
Dana, please!
Can you sit up? Can you sit up?
Oh, my God.
Is this the nurse?
Yes, she is.
You gave me a heart attack.
Was it Mom?
Team effort.
Let's get out of here. It stinks.
Come on. Can you walk?
What'd you give her?
Sugammadex to reverse the paralysis.
It was easy.
Sure it was.
We got to get back to your father.
I missed you.
We have absolutely nothing that can help him, right?
- Careful. - Guys, guys, I can walk.
I can walk. It's all right.
- You sure? - Yeah.
- Mom, be careful. - All right. All right!
What happened?
Run-in with a Feverhead.
Ouch.
Thought she was rational. She wasn't.
Rational? She have tetra?
We found her stash.
It was just antibiotics and ulcer pills.
How's your father?
- Don't go in there. - How's your father?
- Mom. - Don't go in there.
Mom, look.
It's huge.
Yeah, I saw that happen.
Oh, my God.
As long as the Moon stays up there.
Not the Moon, Mom. The debris.
What about it?
Those rocks look small from here,
but they're headed to Earth,
and when they hit...
I don't think I want to know this.
I don't either.
- What? - You have to know.
Dinosaur extinction times 10 or 20.
I don't believe you.
How do you know those rocks won't just go back into space?
Some of them will.
Some of them will just settle into a debris field around the Moon.
But the rest will hit us.
Big shit pulls little shit towards itself.
That's how it works.
How long?
Depends on velocity.
Couple days, maybe.
I don't know about that, but I do know
your father doesn't have a couple of days.
That's what we're gonna focus on.
He's our first and only priority,
our number one focus.
I'm not gonna give up on your father.
[Josh screaming]
Kill them.
The one is many.
Let them die.
No survivors.
No one survives!
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