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- No.
- What is it?
- 300.0
- May we meet again.
- No!
- Octavia.
- What are you doing?
- What are you talking about?
- How?
- [Explosion]
- [Gunfire]
- [Gunshot]
- What did you do?
- Oh!
- Monty?
- Yes, sir.
- Aah!
- Previously on "The 100"...
- Reapers!
- Tell me what it's like.
- I don't know.
- What do we do now?
- Finish it.
- Why are we stopping?
- I don't see anything.
- [Beeping]
- [Panting]
- Raven.
- There he is!
- They're here.
- Move, move, move!
- There has to be another way.
- What the hell is that?
- Where's Octavia?
- We had to stop the attack.
- What the hell?
- Where are they?
- You started a war that you don't know how to end.
- Right where I'm supposed to be. Hold on tight, Abby. You'll see your daughter soon.
- Which brings us to stage 3... landing. All starboard thrusters on the surviving stations will fire. Acting as landing rockets, they will slow the impact even further. Now, our target speed for impact with the ground is 70 miles per hour. In all my simulations, anything above that is not survivable.
- Yours, too. We made it, Thelonious. Any word from any of the other stations yet?
- The mountain men, they'll come and they will kill us all.
- They want us to run out of ammo. All gunners, listen up. The grounders are not attacking. They're making us waste bullets. Don't shoot when they're running laterally.
- No more woods. A view of the ocean. No more damn trees, just pale, blue water.
- O, O, listen to me. I told you my life ended the day you were born. The truth is... it didn't start until then. Go with him. I need you to live. Besides... I got this.
- Lincoln said the scouts would be the first to arrive.
- [over radio] Yeah, yeah. We're ok. They didn't attack. It's like... it's like shooting at ghosts.
- I want you to say that you're with us. Those kids out there, they listen to you.
- We've got 25 rifles with 20 rounds each, give or take. Roughly 500 rounds of ammo. While you two were gone, we made some improvements. Thanks to Raven, the gully is mined.
- The west woods are mined, Bellamy. The grounders just figured that out. Jasper, get in here.
- We better do this fast then, huh? Get back down there.
- Taking us home, sir. Initiate go-sci separation... In 5... 4... 3... 2... 1. Separate.
- We got lucky. If Murphy hit the fuel tank instead of me, we'd all be dead.
- About time! Now follow that wire to the override panel.
- Then let's not let them get through the gate. All foxholes, listen up. Keep your eyes and ears open. Inflict casualties, as many as possible. You can hold them off long enough to make them turn back. That's the plan.
- - Is she...
- - Wait a second. No.
- [on radio] I see them. I saw... no, stand your gr... if they take the gate, we're all dead.
- If we stay here, we will die tonight, so pack your things. Just take what you can carry. Now.
- Here's how we bring the Ark to the ground. Stage one: Separation from go-sci. Series of explosions sever the ring that we're now standing in from the rest of the Ark. Now, once we have separation, all port thrusters will fire and our orbit will begin to degrade. Stage 2: Reentry. Reentry will be violent and it will be very, very hot. Friction will break the Ark back into its original stations.
- Guess we finally found something you're not good at. I used to be picked first for everything. Earth skills, zero-g mech course. First... every time. So, how the hell did I end up here?
- Raven? It's fried. Totally useless. Tell me this isn't as bad as I think.
- She's not good. And the rockets aren't ready yet. Jasper's working on them now.
- Aah! Uhh!
- Abby, it's so good to hear your voice.
- Abby, look.
- Admit it. You want one. Uhh!
- No!
- Aero Station, good to go.
- Again, thank you, Murphy.
- All right, Jasper, get everybody, get inside now!
- All right, let's get to those foxholes.
- All right, that's enough. It's time to go.
- And I'll see my son.
- And some of us will be on those stations.
- And then?
- Anya, you can't win.
- As close as we can.
- Barbecued grounders. I like it.
- Behind the wall!
- Bellamy! Aah!
- Can she walk or not?
- Can you fix it?
- Can't run away fast enough, huh? Real brave.
- Clarke, I need to do this.
- Clarke, tell him he's being an idiot.
- Clarke, they're taking down the gate.
- Clarke, we can still do this.
- Damn it. I'm all out.
- Damn right. You got a better idea?
- Do you see it or don't you?
- Fall back! Get back here!
- Finn, do you see it over there?
- Finn, let's move!
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