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| - What?
- Why?
- No.
- Here.
- Yeah.
- Find anything?
- Bellamy!
- Nothing.
- You left me no choice.
- How?
- Not yet.
- Thanks.
- Let's go.
- Go on.
- Talk.
- Hey.
- Yes, sir.
- Previously on "The 100"...
- I can't remember.
- Move.
- Of course not.
- Copy that.
- That's enough.
- Something.
- That's it.
- I got it.
- You did the right thing.
- What do you want to know?
- Really? Because the way I see it, Monroe died because of you.
- One problem... when Abby shut us down, Pike confiscated our chip-maker.
- We won't need it. We have a dozen concussive antipersonnel devices in our armory. I've already got a weapons man rigging them with a remote trigger. We load the APDs into the rover and mine the field before we attack. After we strike, we lure their reinforcements onto the ridge, and once we have enough Grounders in the killing box-
- Three teams departed Arkadia at zero eight hundred hours on routine patrol. Each of them reported Grounder contact less than a mile outside of camp. As per your orders, two teams retreated and made it safely back inside the walls.
- Bellamy, the riot's a distraction. Kane's going in for Pike.
- Think about where this ends... half the camp behind bars while the other half starves. People won't stand for it. They'll turn against Pike, but by then, it'll be too late.
- Jaha's little chip-maker's got to be here somewhere. This is all pretty crazy, huh... Grounders at the gate, an ultimatum, one life to spare us all.
- People here in camp were losing focus. There's a threat outside these walls-
- This has never happened to me before. When I communicate with someone, they listen to me. They agree with me. Raven...
- I want immunity. I'm the chief engineer, and this camp needs me.
- Want to explain to me why we don't work the same detail anymore?
- Aha. Well, we were just talking about how I'm a drunken idiot.
- I think it's a good thing you can't remember the bad stuff. That's what I want to forget. If I could wake up one morning without thinking about Maya dying, you know, if I could only remember the good stuff, like holding her hand for the first time and listening to our favorite music, you know, like when Finn gave you that necklace.
- Locking their own up now. What'd you do to get in here?
- Free will and the need for consent are part of my core programming. I cannot override them.
- But I brought you here to talk about something you might find even more interesting... the City of Light.
- Pike put Monty in charge of internal surveillance. My guess is, he's got him in on electronic security, as well, which means we don't have to crack Pike's password, just Monty's, and who knows more about Monty than you?
- Wasn't much of a plan, sabotaging the rover. Keeping an eye on Sinclair was an easy call.
- Kane's actions put this whole camp, everyone's lives at risk today. He costs us lives in his misguided zeal to appease our enemy, people you knew. Your friends died because of him. Am I making him an example? You're damn right, and I hope his execution makes it clear once and for all where people's allegiances need to lie. Do you understand that?
- Version two of my code isn't on any of the twelve stations that made up the Ark.
- Food and water stores were already at less than sixty percent. Now maybe a week before we go critical, two if we start rationing immediately.
- They brought a message. I've seen this before. Open the gate.
- We can't do what's needed to defend this camp if every order I give is leaked before it can be executed. It's an old saying, but it's true... the walls have ears-
- So... the cowards make their deals to save their own skin.
- Pike's always got a plan, and it's always the same one... take the fight to the Grounders. That's what got Monroe killed.
- How's that different from any other day around here?
- An army has fallen, blood soaking the earth where he took their lives one by one.
- Electronics are intact. We must've caught Sinclair before he could do any damage.
- This- this is- this is all the more reason to stand behind your chancellor.
- We need to talk about your sister. Someone in this camp is giving her information.
- A.L.I.E. and I ran the trajectories a thousand times, literally a thousand times.
- Our lookouts say the largest Grounder encampment is in this valley, so we deploy an assault team in Rover One, and we do as much damage as we can with automatic weapons.
- It worked. We're clear. The guards have their hands full.
- You committed treason. You acted against your own people. Don't stand there and try and take the high road with me. It's demeaning.
- We need to increase the population in the City of Light. The more minds turned to the task, the more powerful A.L.I.E. becomes and the closer we get to finding that second A.I...
- A hundred million, but yeah.
- Affirmative. On the move.
- All available guards to lock-up.
- All right. Give it to me.
- All right. Then what's the plan?
- And water.
- And?
- Anything?
- As a matter of fact, I do.
- Be ready in an hour.
- Bellamy's heading towards you now.
- Bellamy, come in. Bellamy!
- Bellamy, fall back. That's an order.
- Bellamy, you were right. I've got eyes on Kane.
- Between seventy-five percent and eighty percent.
- Cargo locked and loaded?
- Choose the side that's best for your people.
- Come on. Good?
- Come with us, and we walk away.
- Copy that. We'll stay on Sinclair.
- Do what he says.
- Down here or up there?
- Drunken idiot. I know.
- East is, too.
- Either. Both.
- Everything.
- Favorite book.
- Favorite place.
- Finn was real. I-
- First off, I'm not a bartender.
- Get the hell out of the way, Bellamy!
- Give us a minute. Marcus.
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