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- No.
- Nope.
- Come on!
- Bellamy!
- Octavia.
- Thank you.
- What are you doing?
- What are you talking about?
- It is now.
- NO!
- Enough!
- Sure.
- What was that?
- Don't touch me!
- Hey.
- Please.
- What?!
- 17280.0
- Last chance.
- Clarke.
- Say something!
- Answer the question!
- Clarke!
- Not so fast.
- [on radio] Clarke, okay we're ready. Can you hear me?
- If you don't get in front of these rumors, things are going to get ugly, fast. That's would I would do in your position.
- [on radio] You need to give him some time to recover. Let me know if he gets any worse but I think he might just be out of the woods.
- This is Raven Reyes. Calling Ark Station. [Voice becomes desperate] Come in Ark Station. This is Raven Reyes. Calling Ark Station. Please come in. [Under her breath] please, please. Can anybody hear me?
- In twelve hours, three hundred and twenty people will be sacrificed to boost our oxygen supply.
- I was born in space. I've never felt the sun on my face. Or breathed real air. Or floated in the water. None of us have. For three generations, the Ark has kept what's left of the human race alive. But now, our home is dying, and we are the last hope of mankind. A hundred prisoners sent on a desperate mission to the ground. Each of us is here because we broke the law. On the ground, there is no law. All we have to do is survive. And we will be tested. By the Earth, by the secrets it hides, and most of all, by each other.
- I did that for Finn and Jasper and John and Diggs and Roma.
- It'll appear to be a malfunction of the Fire Containment System.
- There's so wire on the second level. I used it for the tents.
- He wants Finn to die, why can't you see that? [to Clarke] Do you want him to live of not?
- [on radio] I'm going to talk you through it, step by step.
- [on radio] Yes, the Earth is survivable. We're not alone.
- I'm so sorry. You saved my life and look-look at the things you can-I never wanted any of this to happen to you.
- This afternoon I declassified the menace of all council meetings.
- God will forgive you, Marcus the question is will you be able to forgive yourself.
- Pull yourself together, Kane and get your ass to the Mess Hall.
- 'The hell are you doing?
- Is that supposed to make us feel better? All those people died for nothing.
- It's a problem we were supposed to have a hundred years to fix.
- [on radio] Mom, I need your help. One of our people was stabbed by a Grounder.
- Raven! There is fluid in his lungs he could choke, quick!
- I remember these quarters being bigger when I was Chancellor.
- Abby we have a problem, look. If she is just a hair off she could lacerate the when she extracts.
- He poisoned the blade! All this time he knew Finn was going to die no matter what we did! What is it?! Is there an antidote?
- The radio is dead, interference from the storm. Please don't let him die.
- Then trust her. As of this morning, there is an open seat on the council mine to fill until the next election. We need unity, now. More than ever. What do you say, Diana?
- We're not soldiers, Bellamy. Look at him, we can't win.
- Alright, extracting now.
- And we hereby commit these souls to the deep.
- Are you sure you have the right frequency?
- Hold him still. Finn I'm gonna get that knife out of you, ok?
- Bellamy no!
- Bellamy, no. Please.
- Bellamy, she's right.
- But we still have people out there.
- Calling Ark Station. Ark station. Please come in. I'm on the ground with the hundred. [says quietly] we need you.
- Can she hear me?
- Clarke he doesn't understand you.
- Clarke! He's getting worse!
- Clarke! He's seizing!
- Clarke! No.
- Clarke, 3 millimeters you got it?
- Clarke, they locked the hatch.
- Clarke... just... find-[unintelligible speech.]
- Course.
- Damn it! [To Raven] Clear the room.
- Do it.
- Doctor Griffin, you should look at this.
- Don't make this any worse than it already is.
- Don't talk about him.
- Drew, Miller take her downstairs.
- Everyone! Upstairs! Now! Let's go!
- [on radio] [Under breath] Pleural membrane's intact. [To Clarke] That's good. That's actually really good. You got lucky.
- Finn you can't move you got it?
- Finn? Ohmygod.
- Fluid in his lungs, does that mean the knife-?
- Friend of yours?
- Get my mom on the radio now!
- Get out of my way, Miller! Now!
- Get the hell out of my way.
- Give us room.
- Good save.
- Good. Do you have anything to cover the wound?
- Great, I still need something to close the wound.
- Have you confirmed the signal's location?
- He started again but next time he might not.
- He stopped breathing.
- He was fine and then-
- He won't let me die.
- He won't tell us anything.
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