Previously on Defiance...
This is our family.
Once we have repowered our ship we will wake them up.
We will conquer the Earth and enslave you all.
We will feed upon your delicate flesh in a glorious dread harvest.
Stay close to your wife.
Keep a weapon close at hand. And guard her.
From who?
Your daughter?
I am searching for her.
I will come and tell you when Stahma is safe.
You're going to help me hunt.
What is that?
A control stem.
It keeps you shape-takers obedient.
She killed Tommy!
A machine killed Tommy!
You're scaring me.
Don't.
Gun!
Nolan was delusional. He has Ark-Tech in his brain.
You gonna let 'em take me to South America?
Don't want to.
You need to.
If anyone was gonna survive something like this,
figures it'd be you.
Berlin?
Berlin!
It's pretty ugly out there.
There's a lot of bodies and blood, but I didn't see Nolan.
Do you have any idea what happened to him?
Someone took him.
But he's alive, I can feel him.
You can feel him?
In my head.
Okay, hang on.
When I say, "Go," you squirm out as fast as you can, got it?
Do it.
Go!
What are you doing out in the Badlands?
I was headed back to Defiance.
I heard about Nolan, shooting the vice chancellor
and I thought Amanda could use my help.
Is it true? Did he shoot her?
He wasn't in his right mind.
Oh. Runs in the family.
There were three dead raiders out there. Was it an attack?
I'm not sure.
The convoy was on the road just a few hours, headed towards Brazil.
Everything was quiet, and then...
- Why the chup would we stop?
You still see him, don't you?
Yeah.
Not for much longer, though.
And that's when it started.
- Get down. - What is it?
I don't know.
Nolan?
Nolan!
Just like that, he was gone.
Well, we'll find him.
Thanks for not walking away.
You mean, not walking away again?
Yeah, that's what I mean.
You're welcome.
He'll be here.
It's been many hours.
He promised to come when it's safe.
Well, clearly it's not safe.
It's possible T'evgin has decided
he values the flesh of his own flesh above yours.
He would not betray me.
Not to her.
Then perhaps Kindzi has killed him.
We should ask her when she arrives, which I imagine will be soon.
You're trying to upset me.
Yes, well I'm bored.
I have to pass the time somehow.
I do not love T'evgin.
I don't recall asking if you did.
But you wanted to.
It's why you're acting so horrid.
It's not an act.
The Enchanter took me in,
provided protection when I was alone and frightened.
He is decent, honorable.
Since when do you find that attractive?
T'evgin is worthy of my respect.
My affection.
But my heart?
That is reserved for you.
Always.
It's your play, dear.
What have you done to me?
You're stronger than any other Omec.
Stronger than me, strong enough to break these chains.
Draining your blood keeps that powerful body of yours occupied.
It keeps you weak.
You should just kill me.
Kill you?
No.
Ransom.
That's the only motive that makes sense.
How do you figure?
Well, Nolan killed the vice chancellor, right?
Raiders attack the caravan, kidnap the assassin,
and then sell him back to the Votanis Collective.
That's a dumb plan.
Okay, if you don't like my theory, give me another one.
- Wait. - What?
These wounds, I've seen them before.
Looks like a bite mark.
In Defiance we had animal attacks that looked a lot like these.
I've never heard of raiders using animals.
These bodies were planted.
By who?
The Omec.
Why would they do that?
I don't know.
How is he?
Sedated.
He'll be fine once the meds wear off.
What about the hardware in his head?
You mean the Ark-Tech?
It's a pollutant, I want it out.
Removing it could kill him.
Are you disobeying a command?
Well, that's not really an option now, is it?
Why did you attack that caravan?
I mean, why bring him back here?
I have chosen this human as my enchanted.
My pet.
- Why him? - Look at him.
Such noble bearing, so proud.
I find him quite beautiful, don't you?
Not really my gender.
He was kind to me when the human mayor shot me.
He gave me a coat for warmth.
I could not allow the Votanis Collective to take him and kill him.
But you're fine if I kill him on this operating table right now?
He's no good to me broken.
May I speak freely?
What?
I think it's you that's broken.
I don't know if it's a result of a trauma,
or if you're just a born sociopath.
But there's a screw loose in that head of yours.
And you know I have a higher tolerance
for cruelty than most folks, but
what you did to your father,
it's sick.
You make me sick and that's the truth.
Get out.
You need me to do the surgery.
I will do it myself.
Go back to Defiance and continue your collecting.
You don't know what you're doing.
Now.
Yes, boss.
Whatever you say.
Goodbye, Nolan.
Something's happened.
Tell me about it.
No.
No, I can't feel Nolan anymore.
He's gone.
Hi.
Kindzi?
Here, drink.
Where's Irisa?
Back in Defiance.
Telling everyone you were killed in a raider attack.
The night you were locked up, Irisa came to my father, in tears.
She begged us to help her rescue you.
Together, we came up with a plan.
So the attack was...
A necessary deception.
And was anyone killed?
Don't blame your daughter for that, blame me.
Oh, no.
The Votanis Collective murdered our people.
I will not apologize for killing them.
That's okay, it's fair enough.
I've done worse myself.
So, is there a plan?
You and I will travel to Rancor Flats.
And Irisa?
Irisa will join us, once she is satisfied
the Votanis Collective believes her story.
Okay, so...
So the raiders are blamed for the attack on the convoy.
Defiance is safe.
A manageable plan. What did you do to me?
I removed the metal from your head.
No.
No, Doc tried that. She said it couldn't be done.
I am Omec. Nothing is impossible.
What about Irisa?
Was she okay, when you took the Ark-Tech out?
Yes, as are you.
You took a big risk for us.
Thank you.
May I ask why?
We hate the Votanis Collective as much as you do.
Now relax.
There's nothing more to worry about.
You're safe, you're healthy.
And you're free.
For now.
You've been fighting for everyone else for so long.
Taking care of everyone but yourself.
Now let someone else take care of you.
I like how you shot that Castithan politician.
It reminded me of my father.
How he used to be.
Dangerous, strong, brutal.
Well, for the record, I'm not proud of myself
for shooting the vice chancellor.
I wasn't myself.
Oh.
The Ark-Tech in my head made me delusional.
What kind of delusions?
I saw myself.
Outside myself.
I was a soldier.
And all I knew was killing.
This shadow of yourself,
Our warrior echo.
This happens to you people so much, you have a name for it?
It's a feeling, an instinct.
That when everything in your head tells you no,
your t'ovik nilusii says, yes.
And was it your warrior echo that told you
to kill all those Votans in the raid?
- You're judging me. - No, no.
No, I'm just concerned about Irisa.
She must have been upset when you started dropping bodies.
Yes, at first.
And then she understood the necessity.
Yeah, well, the kid's nothing if not practical.
Hey, I'd love to talk to her.
You got a hailer here?
The drones disrupt the hailer signal.
You can talk to her later.
Yeah, when we get to Rancor Flats.
You told me.
Irisa puts her love for you above anything else.
She is a good daughter. You should be proud of her.
I am.
I'm starving.
I know how to make pancakes.
No, no, no. I got this, I do.
You sure you don't want anything?
Nope.
I make a mean grilled cheese sandwich.
The trick is to butter both sides of the bread...
I will return soon.
I want two of you stationed on the roof,
two at the front door, and two with my wife at all times.
Protect her with your life if necessary.
Have I said something particularly entertaining?
Look, Vizu.
Your money's good enough for me to stand out front
with a big gun to scare people away,
but if shtak gets serious...
No way I'm dying for a house full of traitors.
We know who killed Raiga and the rest of your old crew.
Can't prove it, but it was you.
Boss.
How 'bout it?
You want us to leave?
If and when the time comes,
I am confident you will do the right thing.
If you do not,
this conversation will continue and conclude.
Take your posts.
You cannot leave us with them.
Doc Yewll isn't answering her hailer. I have to go find her.
But T'evgin...
For all we know, T'evgin's on his daughter's side.
And he's damn near impossible to kill, remember?
If anyone knows how to kill a mature Omec, it's Yewll.
These men will betray us the first chance they get.
They're the best I could pull together.
We're not exactly popular these days.
Give me a gun.
Don't be ridiculous.
I'll fight for you, Favi.
Die defending you, if necessary.
The safety's on the side.
I'll be back soon.
Look after her.
So where are we?
Old St Louis?
Someplace private.
Where's Irisa? For real, this time.
Back at the convoy, pinned under some metal.
If she's not dead, she will be soon.
Does that information upset you?
Yeah.
Good, because you've upset me.
Why? Because I don't like being lied to?
Because I don't wanna be lunch?
I would have cared for you.
During the Dread Harvest, you would have been protected and favored.
You would've had the highest ranking amongst the slaves.
Never going hungry, never wanting for anything.
Yeah, that's a great story. But it wouldn't have ended well.
You would have lived out your lifespan and had an honorable death.
But now?
Now you're just food.
What's that? We got company up above?
If the Omec did take Nolan,
they killed a lot of people doing it.
Hello, Nolan's daughter.
Lawkeeper.
We know you attacked the convoy
and tried to pin it on raiders.
Are you here to arrest me?
I just want Nolan.
I imagine he's with my father.
Where?
Out in the Badlands somewhere, escaping Votan justice.
Are you saying T'evgin attacked the convoy?
The Votanis Collective slaughtered our people.
When Nolan killed their vice chancellor, it pleased my father.
He took it upon himself to rescue Nolan from our common enemy.
My father has a soft spot for the lesser races
but I still think you're animals.
If you don't believe what I'm saying, have a look around.
We will.
I've searched the roof and the adjacent buildings.
- Any luck in the mines? - No.
Those tunnels go on forever. It'll take days to search them all.
We don't have that kind of time.
- Do you have a hailer? - No.
Mine isn't working.
We need to warn Amanda that the V.C. convoy was hit.
I'm not leaving.
Did you ever consider that Kindzi might be telling the truth?
I don't trust her.
Me neither.
Doesn't necessarily mean she's lying.
Lawkeeper.
Help me.
What kind of freak show are you people building down here?
It's my daughter's doing.
What's her endgame?
War, it's what I promised her.
When the Votanis Collective destroyed our fleet,
Kindzi and I were lost.
We knew the shape takers had found a suitable planet to colonize,
we just didn't know where it was.
We drifted aimlessly through space,
searching for any signal that would lead us to the Votan arks.
Or their destination.
Earth.
We didn't know to call it that, but yes.
Throughout the long journey, hate kept me alive,
focused.
Kindzi learned hatred from watching me.
I taught it to my daughter.
Fantasies of revenge, told as bedtime stories,
night after night.
Year after year.
It probably kept her going, right? Kept her alive?
But at what cost?
That's always the trade off, isn't it?
I'm afraid I've been a bad father.
You're not alone there, pal.
Take these back to your post.
You're very talented.
Thank you.
Do you weave?
I've never really tried.
Sit beside me.
For now, just practice looping the thread.
Like this.
Hmm.
I could make a bonnet for Luke.
Aren't you ambitious.
How is the little one doing?
He's crawling now.
Starting to talk.
And Alak?
He's so good with the baby.
Though he still struggles with diapers.
He doesn't put the pins in tightly enough.
I've shown him over and over, but
he still doesn't learn.
Perhaps he enjoys being taught.
What is it, Andina?
Speak your mind.
I love spending this time together.
Feeling this close to you and your family, but
I'm not stupid.
I know it can't last.
What can't last?
Well, you are Shanje.
I'm a handmaiden.
Soon enough, this crisis will pass
and everything will go back to the way it used to be.
That's just nature.
It is possible to elevate one's station through marriage.
It's one of the more savory aspects of our shared culture.
Hold your hand like this.
Thank you.
When Christie died,
poor little Luke suffered an unimaginable loss.
You stepped in.
You took care of him.
I've done my best.
I know.
My son has needs too.
What are you saying?
Just idle talk with a trusted friend.
Promise me that will never change.
I think in time,
with me whispering in his ear,
I might persuade Alak to forgive you.
And the baby?
I can bring him here in secret.
That would be quite a kindness.
And perhaps one day,
when I've married into the Shanje,
we can drink tea as equals.
You have quite a knack for this.
I'm impressed.
Did Conrad Von Bach kick you to the curb?
I came to help.
I don't need help.
Especially from you.
No, I think you do.
Nolan never made it to Brazil.
Where's Irisa now?
She stayed behind, hoping Kindzi would lead her to Nolan.
What are you doing?
I can't help you if don't tell me what the hell you're doing.
Protecting the town.
By going through laundry?
If Kindzi's fake raider attack didn't fool you and Irisa,
what makes you think it's gonna fool the V.C.?
Okay, good point.
They'll start counting bodies
and notice that Nolan and Irisa are missing.
And blame Defiance.
Human mayor, sympathetic to the Butcher of Yosemite.
It'll give the V.C. hardliners every reason to attack.
Unless, of course, Nolan and Irisa die tragically in the attack.
Hmm.
I've been looking for you everywhere.
Well, I haven't been everywhere.
I need to find the best way to kill an Omec.
I know the daughter can be stopped by a bullet,
but I've been told T'evgin poses more of a...
Ooh.
Is that blood?
Patient died on me.
Died of what?
A new strain of hemorrhagic fever.
- For Castithans... - Everyone is susceptible.
And believe me, this is one nasty bug.
You die bleeding from your eyes.
Your ears.
Everywhere.
If it spreads, the Omec will be the least of your worries.
What's that?
A vaccine.
I don't have enough for everyone,
so we need to keep this on the down-low.
We can't afford panic.
Other arm.
Put your gun down, sweetie.
Stahma will need a dose.
And Alak.
And Luke.
You make sure it gets...
I'll get around to all of them eventually.
The Omec will make sure of that.
I would never have been able to
drag these corpses out here by myself.
Like I said, I'm here to help.
How long you sticking around?
As long as you need me.
Conrad understands.
I missed you.
Same here.
Now we're finally starting to get somewhere.
Okay.
Let's get this bad boy...
All right.
Time to eat.
Get away from him.
If you let them leave, they will return with weapons and kill me.
And maybe you too.
I spared you because I love you.
Join me.
Pick up that ax.
Protect your daughter.
Your blood.
Kill them both. And then we will do the Dread Harvest.
This is not your fight. Go. No.
She won't be able to hurt me.
I don't know, Father.
You've lost a lot of blood.
If you're gonna fight me,
do so with honor. Not in your second skin.
We gotta help him.
No, Nolan, we haven't got any weapons.
We need reinforcements.
You underestimate me, daughter.
You have broken my heart.
Please.
Father, forgive me.
I'll do whatever you say.
You will return to the sleep pod.
- Yes. - You will remain there.
Of course.
And you will never
disobey my commands again.
Never.
Swear it.
On the lives of our brothers and sisters.
I do. I promise.
We gotta get help.
Let's go.
Goin' tweet, tweet, tweet.
Rockin' Robin.
Tweet, tweedle dee deet.
Rockin'
Robin?
Rockin' Robin.
Tweet, tweet, tweet.
Rockin' Robin.
Tweet, tweedle dee deet.
Blow, Rockin' Robin...
'Cause we really gonna rock tonight.
Blow...
I am speaking to you in the language of this new world.
It is time to awaken and seize the world
we were long ago promised.
We must celebrate our divine right over all others.
For it is their flesh that sustains ours.
It is time for our Dread Harvest.
Our moment to rise and conquer.