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| - Octavia.
- How?
- Get back here!
- We did it!
- 3.0610872E9
- Stop!
- Hey.
- Yes, sir.
- I can't.
- Hey, hey.
- Abby.
- Clarke.
- Raven.
- Maya.
- This place is too good to be true.
- Uhh.
- Ahem.
- Poison.
- How do you know my name?
- Why are you helping me?
- Uhh!
- You're being sent to the ground. All 100 of you.
- Bellamy?
- Damn it.
- Clarke, no! If you pull that lever, these people will die. Even a little radiation can kill them.
- I'm sorry for shooting you, okay? Is that what you want to hear?
- W- whoa! It's okay. It's okay, Raven, don't. Don't shoot. Please.
- Well, neither did we. We've been on the ground now for- Solar radiation.
- I don't care. You are not animals. There are rules. Laws. You are not in control here anymore.
- She's lost a lot of blood. It's a miracle that she's still alive. There's no one else in there. Come on. Put her down over here.
- None. You fried them all. The only reason this one survived is because they left him behind to guard me.
- We saw it. There were multiple crash sites over a hundred square miles. If there were survivors, we will bring them in, too. You have my word.
- Only our warriors speak English. When we get to the sea, you need to sound like one of us.
- Space sucked. What's the deal with all this stuff, anyway?
- Because we have friends out there who need our help.
- Death by a thousand cuts. Every single member of your clan will take a turn stabbing you, and then they'll feed you to the bugs. it's what you told me.
- Your people did. They also said you were their leader. Looks like you and I have a lot in common, kiddo.
- My father, this was his office at the time, believed it meant that the Earth was survivable again, and so, he opened the doors. Within a week, fifty-four people were dead from the exposure. My mother and sister among them. Loss, pain, regret. Time eases these things, Clarke, but the only time it's ever truly gone is when I'm painting.
- You were the next one to be cleared through quarantine. Another ten minutes and you would've-
- Yes. Fifty-six years ago. For five minutes. I was seven when the first of what we call the outsiders appeared. Before that, we thought we were all there was. Imagine our surprise.
- Hey. Hey! Hey! Hey! Where's Monty? What the hell did you do to him?
- Raven. Lie on your side. Lie on your side. Come on. [Raven pushes him away] Fine, then just roll over yourself. Get down on your side. You're okay. It's all good.
- Abby says Raven needs surgery or she's gonna die.
- Ah! What are you doing? I'll be contaminated.
- Alert. Code Five.
- All right, let's go. Come on. We're on the move.
- And if I try to leave?
- Anything more from Jaha?
- Are you gonna cry, Murphy?
- Arrived. Level 5.
- Bellamy, get out of here!
- Boo-hoo.
- Can't you smell it? We're almost to the sea.
- Clarke's not here. I don't know where she is.
- Clarke, they- they didn't make it.
- Cold hands.
- Containment breach. Containment breach!
- I'm sorry. I can't allow that. I'm doing this for your own good, Clarke. It's not safe out there.
- Don't make me shoot you.
- Don't stand up.
- Dying. Same as you.
- Feed them first. Everyone else can wait.
- Find the rest of our people, Abby. Find Clarke.
- Finn's alive?
- First, give me the heel.
- Follow me. Stay low and quiet.
- For the past and the future we serve.
- Get back down.
- Get that door open. Now stand clear.
- Hailing all Ark survivors.
- He can't keep up.
- He's fine. You don't understand, okay? He's-- Uhh!
- Hello, Clarke. How is your arm?
- Help her.
- Here. Take this. Here. Hey. I will be right back.
- Hey, hold it right there!
- Hey. Where's Clarke? Is she all right?
- Hi. Finn and Bellamy?
- Hi. You're okay.
- How can they be sure?
- How did you get to be such a dick, Murphy?
- How do they know my name?
- How many of us did you capture?
- Are we really going to do this? Bring the Ark to the ground.
- I can't, I can't go anymore.
- I don't believe them.
- I don't have to imagine.
- I don't know, but it's great. Mm. My turn.
- I don't know. Please don't hurt me.
- I don't want to die alone.
- I got shot. I got shot.
- I need to see for myself.
- I said, get on your feet. Get up.
- I saw a man. It was- it was a- a monster.
- I want to see my people.
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