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Fallout (2024) Season 1. Quotes and phrases from the TV Series

Fallout is an American post-apocalyptic drama television series created by Graham Wagner and Geneva Robertson-Dworet for Amazon Prime Video. Based on the role-playing video game franchise created by Tim Cain and Leonard Boyarsky, the series stars Ella Purnell, Aaron Moten, Kyle MacLachlan, Moisés Arias, Xelia Mendes-Jones, and Walton Goggins.

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 ♪ I was walking along ♪
♪ Mindin' my business ♪
♪ When out of an orange-colored sky ♪
♪ Flash, bam, alakazam ♪
♪ Wonderful you came by ♪
♪ I was hummin' a tune ♪
♪ Drinkin' in sunshine ♪
♪ When out of that orange-colored view ♪
♪ Flash, bam, alakazam ♪
♪ I got a look at you ♪
♪ One look and I yelled "timber"...
...negotiations
were scheduled to continue today
as the White House had no comment
about the President's whereabouts.
♪ And the bottom fell out,
I went into a spin ♪
♪ And I started to shout,
"I've been hit..."
Ready to be of service, madam.
...between
America and her adversaries
crumbled this morning
in Anchorage, Alaska.
The specter of nuclear war
facing this nation
for ten long years is final...
♪ Alakazam...
It's a party, let's just...
focus on the party.
- Okay?
- ♪ Purple-striped ♪
♪ Pretty green polka-dot sky ♪
♪ Flash, bam, alakazam ♪
♪ And goodbye ♪♪
All right, birthday boy.
Let's get a photo of you
up here on Sugarfoot.
Why the hell is Cooper Howard
working kids' birthday parties?
What else? Alimony.
What'd they say, Dad?
That I'm lucky to have
such a good helper like you.
All right, you ready?
- It's good.
- All right.
Good. Here we go, bud.
Hey, honey. Honey.
Get with Cooper. Let's get a picture.
- Uh, you bet. Yeah.
- Oh, yeah.
All right.
Aw, Coop, Coop, Coop.
Do your thumbs-up.
Yeah, you know,
given the state of everything,
I'd prefer not to, if that's all right.
Why not?
It's what you're famous for.
- Yeah.
- Drop it, Bob.
We gotta... we got to get
this rodeo on the road.
I can't thank you enough, Mr. Howard.
Pleasure's all mine, ma'am.
I hope your son had a lovely birthday.
- Perfect.
- Yeah.
Who's ready for cake?
- Me!
- All right. You ready, Janey?
Come on.
There you go.
- Pinko.
- Yep.
He still took my money.
♪ Happy birthday dear Roy ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪♪
...that Los Angeles sunshine
coming through.
Hal, I can't...
I'm sorry, I can't do this.
I can't do the weather
if I don't even know if there's
- gonna be a next week.
- Only thinking happy thoughts today.
Sugar Bombs presents
Grognak the Barbarian
and the Ruby Ruins.
All right.
I think that's everything.
Why wouldn't you do it?
The thumbs-up.
Oh, it's, uh...
That's grown-up stuff.
Well, back when I was in the Marines,
they taught us that
if they ever drop a really big bomb,
told us to hold up your thumb
just like this.
And if the cloud is smaller
than your thumb,
well, you run for the hills.
And if it's bigger than your thumb?
They told us not to bother running.
Do you think it's gonna happen?
I certainly hope not.
But us cowpokes,
we take it as it comes, right?
Can I have a slice, Dad?
You know what? Let me see
if I can't rustle you up a piece.
All right,
one piece of cake coming up
for my favorite cowgirl.
Is it your thumb or mine?
That's smoke, Janey. It's just a fire.
Let us in with you.
No room. Back off.
My name is Lucy MacLean,
and I'm an active contributor
to the wellbeing of my community.
Repair Skills.
I enjoy participating
in the Young Pipefitter's Association,
which keeps me active.
Science Skills.
Obviously, mine are nothing
compared to my dad's,
but I always relish a challenge.
Speech Skills.
My primary passion is
teaching American History,
with a focus on ethics.
I also participate in Gymnastics Club,
Fencing Team C...
...Intermediate Phys Ed...
...and I dabble in Riflery.
Though I'm not very good.
♪ Change your mind...
In my personal time,
I enjoy taking walks
and watching movies with my dad,
gardening... also with my dad...
and participating in my family book club.
We're still trying
to get my brother on board.
He'll come around when he's ready.
My reproductive organs are intact,
my hygiene well-maintained,
and yet I have been unable to
find a suitable marriage partner.
At least, one I'm not related to.
And we have rules about that for a reason.
♪ I'll ever love...
So, it is with sound mind and body
that I hereby submit
my application to the council
to participate in
the Triennial Trade with Vault 32.
♪ Don't let the moon break your heart ♪
♪ You're the only one ♪
♪ You're the only one I'll ever love ♪♪
Norman.
Hmm.
Feels a little tight.
Won't be for long.
On my wedding night, that dress got off
almost as fast as Burt did.
Huh.
Oh, gosh. After ten years of cousin stuff,
I'm definitely excited
for the real thing.
Oh, Lucy.
I am just excited for us
to raise our kids together.
Dad.
- My little Sugarbomb.
- Oh.
Oh.
Gosh, you look just like your mother.
Yeah. I wish she was here.
Me, too.
Were you scared?
- When you married Mom?
- Me?
Terrified.
Well, I'd never stepped foot
outside Vault 31.
When did it go away?
The moment I met your mother.
From that moment on, Vault 31
was a distant memory to me.
Overseer, it's time.
Must be nerve-racking.
Your husband could be anybody.
I'm aware.
- And as for his looks?
- Who knows?
Big butt? No butt?
But, of course,
it's just superficial concerns.
It's what's on the inside that counts.
That's right.
And in that respect,
he could be a cannibal, or just like
crammed full of tumors.
Norman.
Sorry, Dad.
Gate-Keeper.
- Chet.
- Honestly...
textbook tumbler jam.
It's gonna take some time to fix.
Probably best
if we reschedule with the 32s
- until maintenance and I can...
- Chet.
What's going on?
Lucy, I love you.
We all know that, Chet.
Messing around with your cousin,
it's all well and good for kids,
but it's not a sustainable,
long-term sexual practice, you know?
Yeah, I know.
Welcome, neighbors from Vault 32.
I am Hank MacLean,
overseer of Vault 33.
Lee Moldaver, overseer of 32.
Thank you for your hospitality.
Oh, we were sorry to hear
of Overseer Jackson's passing
in your telegrams.
When blight hit our wheat,
we lost a lot of good people,
but this trade
will help us get back on our feet.
Yes, well, as arranged,
we offer you seed and parts
- for machinery.
- In exchange, we offer you a breeder.
So...
who am I marrying?
I'm Lucy.
Do you have a name?
Monty.
Lucky.
♪ Who do you suppose ♪
♪ I really love ♪
♪ Who do you suppose ♪
♪ I'm thinking of ♪
♪ Who do you suppose ♪
♪ I dream of...
So, what's your sperm count?
♪ And whose loving arms...
Uh...
Your vault's doctor
must check every physical, no?
I mean, sperm is pretty important
in perpetuating America.
Stop.
Good evening and welcome
to the proud denizens
of Vault 32.
We are bonded
not just as neighbors
but by a shared duty.
To keep the candle of civilization lit.
While the rest of the world has been cast
into darkness.
Soon,
if our measurements are correct,
radiation levels on the surface
are dropping fast enough
that the next generation,
Lucy and Monty's children,
will be able to recolonize.
Whoo!
Yes.
After 200 years...
...we don't know much
about what's up there.
Desperation, violence,
lawlessness.
These survivors will need to be shown
a better way.
I'll admit I'm sometimes afraid
that mean old world
will change us instead.
But then I look at my daughter...
...who's such a beautiful bride,
and her new husband.
And I am not afraid.
I feel hope.
To Lucy MacLean.
And to this marriage.
And to hope.
Let's dance. Hit it.
♪ Who can explain it? ♪
♪ Who can tell you why? ♪
♪ Fools give you reasons ♪
♪ Wise men never ♪
♪ Try ♪
- ♪ Some enchanted evening ♪
- ♪ Some enchanted evening ♪
♪ When you find your true love ♪
♪ When you feel her call you ♪
Let's dance.
♪ Whoa, across a crowded room ♪
♪ Then fly ♪
♪ To her side ♪
♪ Then fly to her side ♪♪
♪ So, listen ♪
♪ My prince...
You're the worst.
Show me to my new home?
♪ For you ♪
♪ But love's got a right to lose ♪
♪ So take my advice...
This is us.
Ah, isn't it great?
Every big moment of our lives
is gonna happen right here.
Picture the Christmas mornings
around the tree.
We have everything
with the hand-me-downs;
an icebox, a blender.
They-they even gave us...
Huh.
Okey dokey.
♪ Just keep that coffee hot ♪
♪ Keep it hot ♪
♪ Be sure to make a lot ♪
♪ I'll make a lot ♪
♪ Your coffee hits the spot ♪
♪ It hits the spot ♪
♪ So keep that coffee hot ♪
♪ So keep it hot ♪
- ♪ I love your coffeepot ♪
- ♪ I love your pot ♪
♪ So keep that coffee hot ♪
- ♪ So keep that coffee hot ♪
- ♪ Keep it hot ♪
- ♪ Be sure to make a lot ♪
- ♪ I'll make a lot ♪♪
♪ A nervous kiss ♪
♪ That silent bliss ♪
♪ The moon watched from above ♪
♪ A million strings ♪
♪ With notes that cling ♪
♪ Play music to two hearts in love ♪
♪ Though I adored ♪
♪ The times before ♪
♪ They never felt like this ♪♪
Hello?
You're from the surface.
Raiders.
Ah...
Just so you know...
...this was the best day of my life.
♪ Who can explain it? ♪
♪ Who can tell you why? ♪
♪ Fools give you reasons ♪
♪ Wise men never ♪
♪ Try ♪
♪ Some enchanted evening ♪
♪ Some enchanted
evening ♪
♪ When you find your true love ♪
♪ When you feel her call you ♪
♪ Whoa, across ♪
♪ A crowded room ♪
♪ Then fly to her side ♪
♪ Then fly...
Get that jelly mold out of here!
♪ And make her your own ♪
♪ Or all through your life ♪
♪ You may dream ♪
♪ All alone ♪
♪ Some e nchanted evening ♪
♪ Some enchanted
evening ♪
♪ You may see a stranger ♪
♪ You may see a stranger ♪
♪ Across ♪
♪ A crowded room ♪
♪ And somehow you know ♪
♪ And somehow
you know ♪
♪ You know ♪
♪ Even then ♪
♪ That somewhere ♪
♪ You'll see her ♪
♪ Again and again...
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy, pal.
Sir, please don't make me use force.
Oh, geez.
♪ Some enchanted evening ♪
♪ Some enchanted
evening ♪
♪ When you find your true love ♪♪
Welcome.
Oh.
I think I know who you are.
Everyone knows who I am.
But do they know who they are?
They are the product
of one of life's tricky little choices.
So I'm gonna offer you a choice.
Them or her.
Hey.
H-Hey, stop.
- Dad. Wait.
- Lucy, please.
We have to...
No. Stop.
You are my world.
Dad. Dad! Dad!
Stop! Stop it! Dad!
You look like your mother.
Where are you taking him?
To the real world.
You should see it sometime.
No, wait.
Stop!
Stop! Stop!
Maybe you should do what you do best.
- Stop!
- Run and hide.
♪ I do my best to hide...
Hit him again.
♪ I try to make believe ♪
♪ There's nothing wrong...
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Kickin' your ass. You like that, huh?
♪ That you're gone ♪♪
Yo, let's go, let's go.
Hey.
How's your nose?
I can still smell, it's just...
mostly blood.
Flesh is weak, but steel endures.
I-I know.
- Come on.
- Yeah.
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
♪ If they ask me, I guess I'd be denying ♪
♪ That I've been unhappy all alone ♪
♪ But if they heard my heart,
they'd hear it crying ♪
♪ "Where's my darling,
when's she coming home?" ♪♪
It is the duty
of the Brotherhood of Steel
to secure the Wasteland.
One day as squires, you will help knights
find and identify prewar tech.
Aspirant Maximus.
Can you identify this relic?
It's a...
...rotor?
A circuit.
The ability to defend yourself
is but one part of your training.
We are the finders and the preservers.
Unless you know what to find and preserve,
you are more useful as a corpse.
Yeah, look at that shit.
- What kind of model is that?
- It's the T-60.
Imagine getting to put on
one of those every day.
Wonder why they're here.
A-17.
A-20.
B-11.
N-24.
Come on, I got something
I want to show you.
Latrine duty's a two-person job.
I said come on.
That hole of shit isn't going anywhere.
Aspirant Dane?
- Th-This was my idea. He didn't want...
- You're being summoned. Come with me.
♪ Every time I look at you,
I fall in love ♪
♪ All over again ♪
♪ Every time I think of you ♪
♪ It all begins ♪
♪ All over again...
What's going on?
A bunch of us were chosen to get anointed.
Hey.
- What's your title gonna be?
- Squire. To Knight Titus.
And get this, we're going to the Wilds.
Hell yeah, you are!
Dane...
Dane! Dane! Dane!
Dane! Dane! Dane! Dane!
Dane! Dane! Dane! Dane! Dane! Dane!
- Hey, you're next, you're next.
- Yeah.
What happened?
Give me that.
♪ There's a brighter side ♪
♪ To every dark, dark cloud ♪
♪ And there's a smiling face ♪
♪ In every crowd ♪
♪ All your troubles will soon fade away ♪
♪ There's a brighter ♪
♪ Brighter ♪
♪ Side ♪♪
Everyone settle.
I have a proposal for the assembly.
We send a search party
to the surface to find my dad.
To the surface?
We can spare
four people from farm duty
for up to two weeks,
even with our dwindled numbers.
Sorry, Lucy, but you're talking about
opening the outer vault door?
Just for under a minute.
Okay? It's just enough time to...
Okay, I-I know we're just...
we're brainstorming here,
and there's no bad ideas
in a brainstorm...
- Maybe for you.
- ...but that's not something
that we ever do
or have ever done, never, ever, ever.
I-I know, I know that.
I know we're all hurting right now,
but our first priority
has to be to maintain
the security of this vault.
That means not opening any of our doors.
Well said, Betty.
Yes, thank you, Betty.
Okay, let's move on.
They don't want to find Dad.
If they did, they wouldn't
get to be in charge.
Hey, Davey.
- Hey.
- How's your day going?
Bad as everyone else's.
Hold the elevator.
Take care of Norm
till I'm back, okay?
I can't.
I'm going with you.
- Chet...
- What you're doing is insane.
You don't even know which way to go.
It isn't like the vault out there.
It's big.
Chet...
I'm not letting anyone else
get hurt on my behalf.
Okay?
Oh, Lucy.
Oh, okay. There we go.
I just tranq'd him.
And I'll do the same to you
if you try to follow me.
I'm too chicken.
Thanks.
I'm bringing him home.
Stop!
Lucy!
Are you mad?
Young lady, come back here right away!
Lucy!
Lucy, no!
That didn't work.
Okey dokey.
We have given you a name.
Food.
Education.
A place in the world.
So...
...we expect you to give us
the truth.
Why did you join the Brotherhood?
To hurt the people who hurt me.
I understand you're
a friend of Aspirant Dane.
Yes.
You're aware of their injury?
Yes.
Do you know who did it?
No.
Your fellow aspirants say it was you.
No, I...
I-I wouldn't...
Why not?
Your friend was promoted, you were not.
You have ambitions, don't you?
Speak.
I didn't.
I didn't do it. I did not. I...
I wanted it to happen.
Is that wrong?
Yes.
Yes.
Violence...
is merely a tool.
We use it to bring order
to the Wasteland, but
violence against a Brother of Steel
is a sign of weakness.
But are you?
Weak?
I don't want to be. I...
You have anything else to say
in your defense?
I just...
I just...
I-I want to thank you.
For your guidance and...
for giving me a home.
I-I had no place in the world.
So...
...if I can help
the Brotherhood make it better...
...Eden or whatever...
...even if it means giving my own life...
...I'll do it.
And I'd be grateful to the Brotherhood
for giving my life meaning.
Good boy.
Then you will be Knight Titus'
new squire.
It's not so bad.
At least here no one steals your rations.
They said I'll still have
a place at the Brotherhood.
But I heard you got my spot.
You know who did it?
Oh, I've narrowed it down
to any one of those assholes.
- Yeah.
- You like that?
- No!
- There you are.
- Ah! Yeah!
- Stop it!
He likes it.
They asked if it was you.
Yeah, they asked me the same thing.
I told 'em you wouldn't hurt a fly.
Aspirant Maximus.
It is your most sacred duty
to protect the Brotherhood.
After which, it is your most sacred duty
to protect the mission.
After which, it is your most sacred duty
to protect your lord Knight Titus.
Do you accept?
Our mission comes from the highest clerics
in the Commonwealth.
It is believed
that a denizen
of the Enclave
has escaped.
The Enclave's real?
And that he has with him an object...
...of profound potential...
...to harm our nation
or to save it.
Each knight in this legion
will search a section of the Wilds
for this target.
Brothers...
...we exist
for moments such as these.
Go forth
with honor!
And may the shape of the future
be cut by your sword!
Approximation of the target for your lord.
You're dismissed, Aspirant.
How do we know which grave?
Well, Slim,
we look for the fresh one.
Dom Pedro has our friend
dug up once a year.
Cuts some pieces off
and puts him right back in the ground.
Bingo.
Shit.
You're telling me
this supreme badass we're looking for
is a godforsaken mutant?
Have some respec'.
That's your prospective coworker
you's talking about
and our ticket to a big payoff.
Thought you said you knew this guy.
I said I knew of him.
My pop worked with him once.
Your pop?
How long's this asshole
been moldering in the ground?
How do we know he's not feral?
That is why
we brought...
...our little friend.
A feral ghoul can't abide a chicken.
If he goes for her, we kill him.
Whoa, whoa.
Ah.
Well, well, well.
Why, is this an Amish production
of The Count of Monte Cristo or...
just the weirdest circle jerk
I've ever been invited to?
Welcome back.
I'm Honcho.
Now, you don't even know us...
No.
I do not.
Does that count?
Sh-Should I shoot him?
Would you shut the fuck up?
We, uh...
we got a proposition for you.
A bounty came down.
A huge one.
Enough to be a...
last score for me and whoever's with me.
Yeah. Now, somebody made a run...
...from the Enclave.
Well, what makes you think
I'd give a good goddamn about that?
It ain't where they's running from
I figured you'd be interested in.
It's where they's running to.
That witch Moldaver.
In California.
That's where you from, ain't it?
Originally, I mean.
Now, what the fuck would you know
about where I'm from?
Well, that don't sound
like gratitude, do it, boys?
How about we put you
right back in that hole
so Dom Pedro can have his fun with you
for the next 30 years?
Well, I tell you what, boys,
whenever somebody says...
...they're doing one last job, that
usually means their heart's not in it.
Probably never was.
But for me,
well...
I do this shit for the love of the game.
You right, friend,
about one thing.
This right here
was your last job.
My paycheck wasn't quite
what you expected, but...
well, you know what they say.
Us cowpokes...
...we take it as it comes.
{ n8 ♪ Crawl out through the fallout, baby ♪
{ n8 ♪ When they drop that bomb ♪
{ n8 ♪ Crawl out through the fallout ♪
{ n8 ♪ With the greatest of aplomb ♪
{ n8 ♪ When your white count's getting higher ♪
{ n8 ♪ Hurry, don't delay ♪
{ n8 ♪ I'll hold you close and kiss those ♪
{ n8 ♪ Radiation burns away ♪
{ n8 ♪ Crawl out through the fallout, baby ♪
{ n8 ♪ To my loving arms ♪
{ n8 ♪ Through the rain of strontium-90 ♪
{ n8 ♪ Think about your hero ♪
{ n8 ♪ When you're at ground zero ♪
{ n8 ♪ And crawl out through the fallout
back to me ♪
{ n8 ♪ Why don't you crawl out
through the fallout back to me? ♪
{ n8 ♪ Why don't you crawl out through
the fallout back to me? ♪
{ n8 ♪ Why don't you crawl out through
the fallout back to... ♪
{ n8 ♪ Me? ♪♪
Oh... hello there.
Now, how about we turn on some lights?
You need to go home.
Vault dwellers are
an endangered species here.
I'm not going back without my dad.
You could have destroyed
the last vestiges of civilization.
What are you looking at?
A murderer in a cage?
I don't know what
the people of Vault 32 were up to,
but it was anything but innocent.
What happened up here?
I think everybody wants
to save the world.
They just disagree on how.
I wonder if anyone survived.
How long since you first started
wastelanding?
A long time.
What are you?
Oh, I'm you, sweetie.
Just give it a little time.
Welcome.
What the fudge?
Forget Hollywood.
You're a product, I'm a product.
The end of the world
is a product.
Vault-Tec is a trillion-dollar
company that owns half of everything.
I guess everything's
a conspiracy, right?
Unless the people do
something about it.
Ain't much stays clean
up here, Vaultie.
You'll see.
You look out at this wasteland...
...looks like chaos.
But there's always somebody
behind the wheel.
 

2 Episode

 ♪ Into each life ♪
♪ Some rain must fall ♪
♪ But too much is falling ♪
♪ In mine ♪
♪ Into each heart ♪
♪ Some tears must fall ♪
♪ But someday the sun ♪
♪ Will shine ♪
♪ Some folks can lose the blues ♪
♪ In their hearts ♪
♪ But when I think of you...
May I?
♪ Another shower starts ♪
So good.
♪ Into each life ♪
- ♪ Some rain ♪
- Come on.
- ♪ Must fall ♪
- Thank you.
♪ But too much is falling in mine ♪
♪ Into each life ♪
♪ Some rain must fall ♪
♪ But too much ♪
♪ Too much is fallin' in mine ♪
♪ Into each heart ♪
♪ Some tears must fall ♪
♪ But someday ♪
♪ The sun will shine ♪
♪ Some folks can lose...
Yes. Okay.
♪ The blues in their hearts ♪
- ♪ But when I think of you ♪
- Hey, let's look at this.
♪ Another ♪
- ♪ Shower starts ♪
- Okay. Oh!
♪ Into each life ♪
♪ Some rain must fall ♪
Sit.
♪ But too much ♪
- ♪ Is fallin' in mine...
- Sit.
Sit.
Sit. Sit.
- ♪ Every life ♪
- Good girl.
♪ Some rain has got to fall ♪
- ♪ But too much of that stuff is ♪
- Come on.
- ♪ Fallin' ♪
- Bed.
♪ Into mine...
Is that a good place for you?
♪ And into each heart ♪
♪ Some tears gotta fall ♪
♪ But I know that someday
that sun is bound to shine ♪
♪ Some folks can lose ♪
♪ The blues in their hearts ♪
♪ But when I think of you ♪
♪ Another shower starts ♪
♪ Into each life ♪
♪ Some rain must fall ♪
♪ But too much is ♪
♪ Fallin' in mine ♪♪
Aah!
It's okay.
♪ Some folks can lose ♪
♪ The blues in their hearts ♪
♪ But when I think of you ♪
♪ Another shower starts ♪
Come.
- ♪ Into each life ♪
- Get in there. Go on.
- Get in your bed.
- ♪ Some rain must fall ♪
♪ But too much ♪
♪ Is fallin' in mine ♪♪
What is that?
Go, go, go, go, go, go.
♪ Oh, give me land, lots of land ♪
♪ Under starry skies above ♪
♪ Don't fence me in ♪
♪ Let me ride through
the wide open country ♪
♪ That I love ♪
♪ Don't fence me in ♪
♪ Let me be by myself ♪
♪ In the evenin' breeze ♪
♪ And listen to the murmur ♪
♪ Of the cottonwood trees ♪
♪ Send me off forever ♪
♪ But I ask you, please ♪
♪ Don't fence me in ♪
♪ Just turn me loose ♪
♪ Let me straddle my old saddle ♪
♪ Underneath the Western skies ♪
- The heck?
- ♪ On my Cayuse ♪
♪ Let me wander over yonder ♪
♪ Till I see the mountains rise ♪
♪ I want to ride to the ridge ♪
♪ Where the West commences ♪
♪ And gaze at the moon ♪
♪ Till I lose my senses ♪
♪ And I can't look at hobbles ♪
♪ And I can't stand fences ♪
♪ Don't fence me in ♪
♪ Let me be by myself ♪
♪ In the evenin' breeze ♪
♪ And listen to the murmur ♪
♪ Of the cottonwood trees ♪
♪ Send me off forever ♪
♪ But I ask you, please ♪
♪ Don't fence me in ♪♪
♪ Just turn me loose ♪
♪ Let me straddle my old saddle ♪
♪ Underneath the Western skies ♪
♪ On my Cayuse ♪
- ♪ Let me wander ♪
- A teepee of tinder
- ♪ Over yonder till I see the mountains rise...
- for the tiniest kinder
inside a kindling-cabin
for old Abe Lincoln.
- ♪ I want to ride to the ridge ♪
- And...
♪ Where the West commences ♪
♪ And gaze at the moon
till I lose my senses ♪
♪ And I can't look at hobbles ♪
♪ And I can't stand fences ♪
♪ Don't fence me in ♪
♪ No ♪
♪ Papa, don't you fence me in ♪♪
Before the war,
people joked about cockroaches
surviving a nuclear blast.
But they didn't merely survive.
They improved.
Enlarged thorax to ward off attack.
Extended antennae
in order to hunt in packs.
Incisors to help ingest larger prey.
Such as yourself.
You should know better
than to light a fire after dark.
Sir, I'm looking for my father.
He was, uh, kidnapped
by this woman named Moldaver.
- Have you seen her?
- Listen,
you need to go home, miss.
Vault dwellers
are an endangered species here.
You come from a world of rules, of laws.
This place is indifferent to all of that.
I do not think you would be willing to do
what it takes to survive up here.
I'm not going back without my dad.
If you insist on staying,
then you will have to adapt.
Question is will you still
want the same things...
...when you have become
a different animal altogether?
Four, come.
Who are you?
My lord Titus.
I see you went with the tempered lining.
On the T-60.
Does that-that help with mobility?
Clean that.
Set us down.
I'm bored and I want to shoot something.
No, my lord, we were assigned
to search a town called Filly.
We're still miles from...
Oh, God. Oh...
Oh!
Fuck.
Look, my lord.
They were here. A man.
And a dog.
The target.
Yes, they were...
Fuck.
Go see if the target's in there.
But-but, my l-my lord,
I-I don't have armor.
You earn the suit through acts of bravery.
This is an act of bravery.
But-but my lord, I...
An order, my squire.
Move.
See anything?
What's the problem, dipshit?
Oh, fuck!
Oh, fuck. Bear!
Holy shit.
Fuck!
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
Oh, fuck!
No, no, no, no!
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
No!
Whoa! Help!
Oh! Help!
Help me!
Oh! Shoot it!
Shoot it!
Shoot it!
Fuck. Fuck.
Help.
Get this fucking thing off me.
Help.
Help me.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Fuck. Fuck this sh...
Fuck!
Where were you?
Huh?
This fucking place.
There's always something
to ruin your fuckin' day.
This wasteland fucking sucks.
The clerics, too. With their bullshit.
Sending me on stupid missions
for remnants that turn out to be...
...a fucking toaster oven.
You know what you could do
with a fucking toaster oven?
Do you have any idea?
Get me a stimpak.
What the fuck are you doing, man?
Can you get me a fucking stimpak
instead of just standing there?
I'm asking you for a stimpak
and you're looking at me...
you're looking at me like
you don't know what the fuck to do.
I got a two-ton
irradiated bear on my back,
and you're standing there...
You stupid motherfucker,
you know this is all your fault.
You know what they do to squires
that don't do their fucking job?
They string you up...
...Maximus, by your, uh, lungs,
and they, uh, they hang you...
...and let the vultures come get you.
That's what they're gonna do to you.
You got to be
the worst fuckin' squire there is.
This is all your fault.
You dumb motherfucker, you.
Get me a stimpak.
Get me a stimpak!
I can't breathe.
It is a knight's duty
to better this fallen world.
You don't deserve that armor.
Oh, you think you do?
You fuck.
They'll kill you for this. You...
Not if I bring back the target.
You...
Work, damn you!
Hi, hello! Excuse me.
Excuse me!
Hi!
May I approach?
I ain't got weapons.
- Oh...
- Or money.
It's okay, I just want
to ask you for directions.
Okay.
Sorry.
I'm-I'm a little lost.
Hi.
What's that you're working on?
It's meant to be a water filter.
No matter how much sand I put in it,
I just get more sand.
Well, h... have you tried water
for the water filter?
You got water?
Oh, uh, would you like a sip?
Here.
Uh... sorry. Uh, s-sir,
I actually... I might...
I need that.
Yeah, me too.
Thank you.
Somebody hands you
a bottle of clean water, you drink it.
Even if you're not thirsty, you drink it.
Much as you can, anyway.
Right.
Uh, you haven't happened to have seen
a group pass by with a prisoner, did you?
No.
You headed to Filly?
W-What's Filly?
A town.
It's over that hill.
Never been, myself.
You've never been over that hill?
Nah. It's too dangerous.
People get killed in Filly all the time.
That's where my daddy got killed, anyway.
Couple brothers, too.
Had a aunt as well.
She got killed there once.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Oh, thank you.
Sounds dangerous.
Or you just stay here.
Live with me.
Could use a family.
It helps with all the work.
Uh...
I-I'm okay, but, uh,
thank you so much for the advice.
- I'm real sick. Think I'm dying.
- Oh...
You wouldn't have to
put up with me for too long.
This could all be yours!
I'm okay.
Uh, thank you.
You're a good person
for not shooting me with that gun.
Oh, it was really no problem.
Bye!
♪ Girls ♪
♪ Girls ♪
♪ Watch out, watch out ♪
- Okay.
- ♪ There's a two-legged animal ♪
♪ Running about ♪
♪ If it smokes a great big cigar ♪
♪ And it hangs around at a bar ♪
♪ If it tells the biggest lies ♪
♪ Wears the loudest ties ♪
♪ It's a man ♪
♪ If it walks, if it talks ♪
♪ If its habits are a little bit peculiar ♪
♪ If it brags and tries
to make you think it's wonderful ♪
♪ Be on the lookout,
don't let it fool ya ♪
♪ But if it makes the moon up on high ♪
♪ More than just a light in the sky ♪
- Wow.
- ♪ If it kisses you ♪
♪ And you find you like it too ♪
- Yes.
- ♪ Grab it ♪
- Yes!
- ♪ It's a man...
Fuck yeah!
I was doing nothing wrong!
- No!
- That's right.
No, stop hitting me!
I'm gonna fucking kill you,
you son of a bitch.
You fucking hear me?
Unhand me, you fascist! No!
- I'm gonna fucking murder you.
- No!
I'm gonna throttle your fuckin' ass!
- Unhand him.
- That's gonna be it.
This is the end of your fuckin' days...
I said unhand him.
Oh. Oh...
Ooh. Ooh.
Oh. Oh.
Oh! Oh!
How the tables turn!
Thank you, Mr. Metal Man.
Much obliged to you.
And as for you, you stupid rube...
not the first time I've been persecuted
for my scientific curiosity.
Ah.
Have a really bad day, sir. Toodles.
You, sir, are a scholar and a gentleman.
You should be commended.
Oh!
I'm sorry, okay?
Don't-don't murder me.
It's just...
The guy was fucking my chickens.
Okay.
On your way, citizen.
♪ Grab it ♪
♪ Hold it ♪
♪ For it's a man ♪♪
Mm.
Hello there.
My name is...
Everything you need
to get by in the Wasteland.
We got genuine, undiluted...
- Excuse me.
- This a good one, this a good one.
- This'll keep 'em away.
- No, thank you.
Dog meat!
Fresh iguana.
Can I interest you in some iguana?
Oh, uh... I'm okay, thank you.
Um, have you seen this man?
Dog meat!
Oh, uh, I'm okay, thank you.
Goddamn maggot!
Oh, sorry.
Uh... hi there.
I noticed that you have
an assortment of Vault-Tec equipment.
Uh-huh.
And, uh, well, because these items
technically belong
to Vault-Tec...
it would be safe to assume
that you do business with criminals.
Not judging you.
Don't imagine there's
that many other options up here.
But I'm actually looking
for one criminal in particular.
Holy shit.
You're an actual vault dweller.
I am.
I thought all you sardine-fucking dipshits
were dead. Barv!
- Get in here. You got to see this.
- Um,
ma'am, the raider I'm looking for
is about five-foot-nine.
Barv.
- A woman in her 50s, I think.
- Barv!
- Goes by the name of Moldaver.
- Barv, get in here. You...
- Get back to your fucking room, Barv.
- Eh.
I take it you know who she is.
Everyone knows who Moldaver is.
Get out of here, vault dweller.
Ma'am, this Moldaver broke into my vault,
took my dad, and-and killed...
And I'm telling you
you're gonna go through a whole lot worse
if you stay around here. Trust me.
I can tell by looking at you.
Clean hair.
Nice teeth. Mm.
And all ten fingers.
Must be nice.
Well, I know that it can't have been easy
for you up here,
what with all the murder and-and the dirt.
But the mission of the vaults
should be important to everyone.
And why is that?
Well, uh...
Well, you see, the idea is, um...
that...
we're going to...
save America.
Ah!
And when exactly
were you planning on saving America?
The vaults were nothing more
than a hole in the ground
for rich folks to hide in
while the rest of the world burned.
We vault dwellers recognize,
uh, and are grateful for
the privileged position we were born into,
- and...
- You know what folks up here
say about the vaults?
What?
Fuck the vaults.
Mm-mm.
Okay, well, uh...
Thank you for your help, ma'am.
Okay, you can go in. Go on.
Go.
You again, miss.
Really think you should go home.
You are not safe here.
That's what people
keep telling me.
No one understands my situation.
You come from Vault 33.
Your primary crop is corn.
You have a Telesonic projector
in your farm.
It loops images
of the Nebraskan countryside.
You've been brought up in a meritocracy,
where people pride themselves
on doing the right thing.
I think I know enough to know
you need to go home.
Who are you?
- And how do you know so much...
- Hey.
You Wilzig?
Let's get you inside.
I told you to get the fuck out of here.
Wilzig.
Now, you wouldn't happen
to be a doctor, would you?
'Cause I happen to be looking for one.
You know your kind ain't welcome here.
Well, maybe not.
But I'm gonna make myself welcome.
Now, last night a bounty came in
through all six agencies.
A hefty price
on the head of a man
that fits the description
of that fella right there.
Now, I may not know much,
but I do know a bidding war
when I see one.
Maybe.
But I've been paid a whole lot of caps
to provide this man
safe transport out of Filly.
Aah!
Change of plans, I guess.
I got a thousand bottle caps
for whoever kills that fucker!
But you don't get shit
if I kill him first.
Damn, y'all done got me
working up a appetite.
Well, I'd offer you one
of these cherry tomatoes,
but you got a hole in your neck.
Mm.
Come on.
Ow! Aah!
For the tomatoes.
Wilzig.
No! No, please.
Wilzig.
I'm going to have to ask you
to leave him alone.
Now, I acknowledge that I'm unfamiliar
with your circumstances.
But, at first glance,
your treatment of this man appears unfair,
and I'm obliged to intervene.
Huh.
Now, if your instinct is to harm me,
as a person simply trying
to deescalate a conflict,
then I'll have to assume,
of the two of you,
you are likely the primary aggressor.
In which case,
I think everyone in this town would agree
that force is justified.
Unless you willingly stand down now.
Fucking vault dwellers. Geez.
Huh.
Well, now,
that is a very small drop
in a very, very large bucket of drugs.
She said
stand down, Ghoul.
Knight Titus of the Brotherhood of Steel.
Stand down
or be cut down.
You got to be fucking kidding me.
Ah...
Hi.
Listen, that man is important.
I've been sent here to find him.
Get him inside and keep him there
until I've dealt with the Ghoul.
Okay. Thank you.
Yeah.
Come on.
Oh...
Eh.
Well, I'd say come up here and get me,
but it's hard
to walk upstairs when you're wearing
a 12-piece cast-iron skillet set.
Gonna need a new foot, Barv!
Trying to eat my beans, but okay.
Aah! Aah!
God, God, God, God, God, God, God...
I can still make this trip.
You'll be lucky if you can make it
to fucking breakfast.
The foot, Barv!
I'm looking for the foot.
We got a whole crate
under the box with the defibrillators.
You keep moving things around
without telling me.
I don't mean to interrupt, but...
was that a knight?
Barv!
Wasn't under the defibrillators.
Just saying.
I'm sorry for yelling.
Been shot in the leg.
Aw, eh, you'd yell at me either way.
Uh...
Holy moly.
She can take me.
If you think this little thing
can haul your
limping ass across the Wasteland,
you may not be as smart
as people say you are.
Do you have anyone else
you can trust in this town?
Shit.
Hey, daddy's girl.
I need you to take this man here
to my client.
Oh, uh, thank you, uh, but
I'm really only here to find my dad. Uh...
Besides, no offense,
but you're in no condition to travel.
My client goes by the name
of Lee Moldaver.
Now, you ain't getting near Moldaver
without something to bargain with,
and delivering this guy right here
is your best option.
Well, what does Moldaver
want with you? I mean,
she steals dads!
Do you want your dad back or not, kid?
- Uh...
- Huh?
I...
Gosh damn it, okay! Uh...
Now, here. This is where
you're gonna find Moldaver.
She and her kind
hole up across the Shithole.
What's the Shithole?
Uh, well, just-just
get to the coordinates.
You know, rads move pretty quick
in and out through there,
so you're gonna need to move fast
if you want to keep your skins.
All right. I can do this.
Yes. You can do this, sure, you can.
You are
- a vault dweller, true to your word.
- Mm-hmm.
This really...
this could...
may-maybe work.
You really mean that?
Go.
Go! Get out the back. Hurry!
Oh!
Goddamn, that hurt.
Oh, shit. Uh...
Well, I guess basic training
ain't what it used to be.
'Cause you drive that thing
like a fucking shopping cart.
Rule number one:
read the manual.
Whoa, whoa...
No, no, no!
Oh, no!
Aah!
Serums to energize.
Serums to invigorate.
Serums to heal your feet.
Serums for pain.
Foot-healing serums!
Serums that will make you grow
an entire new foot.
Maybe.
Huh.
This will have to do.
It says here we have about 20 miles
left to go. How's your new...? Oh.
Oh, golly.
Holy moly.
I'm not going to make it.
Listen, I don't know who you are
or how you know the things that you do,
but you are going to get across
that wasteland.
And we're gonna do it together.
Okay?
That's a promise.
No, you see,
I've just taken a cyanide pill.
What?
Vault-Tec Plan D.
It was the most humane product
that Vault-Tec ever made.
It was quick, painless.
T-Tasted like banana. I...
I was surprised it wasn't more popular.
People are going to come after you.
You'll need to move quickly.
You can change the future
if you can bring me to Moldaver.
But how am I gonna bring you if you're...
No, not-not my whole body.
Just my head.
- Here.
- Pardon?
I took the pill
so that it would be less taxing
for you to go through with it.
It'll be easier if you carry my head
instead of dragging my whole body.
You...
You're asking me to... just...
Please. I'm begging you.
And this is the only way
to get your dad back.
I knew I could trust you.
You are a vault dweller.
But if you're going to survive up here...
...you need to start acting
like a surface dweller.
Okay... Ms. MacLean?
How do you know my name?
Sir?
Sir...
Okey dokey.
♪ I don't ♪
♪ Want to set the world ♪
{ n8 ♪ On fire ♪
{ n8 ♪ I just want to start ♪
{ n8 ♪ A flame in your ♪
{ n8 ♪ Heart... ♪
{ n8 ♪ In my heart ♪
{ n8 ♪ I have but one ♪
{ n8 ♪ Desire... ♪
{ n8 ♪ And that one is you ♪
{ n8 ♪ No other will do ♪
{ n8 ♪ I've lost all ambition ♪
{ n8 ♪ For worldly acclaim ♪
{ n8 ♪ I just want to be the one you love ♪
{ n8 ♪ And with your admission ♪
{ n8 ♪ That you feel the same ♪
{ n8 ♪ I'll have reached the goal
I'm dreaming of ♪
{ n8 ♪ Believe me ♪
{ n8 ♪ I don't want to set the world ♪
{ n8 ♪ On fire ♪
{ n8 ♪ I just want to start ♪
{ n8 ♪ A flame in your heart ♪
{ n8 ♪ I don't want to set
the world on fire, honey ♪
{ n8 ♪ I love you too much ♪
{ n8 ♪ I just want to start ♪
{ n8 ♪ A great big flame ♪
{ n8 ♪ Down in your heart ♪
{ n8 ♪ You see ♪
{ n8 ♪ Way down inside of me ♪
{ n8 ♪ Darling, I have only one desire ♪
{ n8 ♪ And that one desire is you ♪
{ n8 ♪ And I know ♪
♪ Nobody else ain't gonna do ♪
♪ I don't want to set the world ♪
♪ On fire... ♪
♪ I just want to start ♪
♪ A flame ♪
♪ In your heart ♪♪
 

3 Episode

 I know
we're all hurting right now.
But our priority has to be to maintain
the security of this Vault.
They don't want to find Dad.
If they did,
they wouldn't get to be in charge.
I'm bringing him home.
Hit him again!
Oh! Shoot it!
You stupid motherfucker,
you know this is all your fault.
They'll kill you for this.
Not if I bring back the target.
You can change the future
if you can bring me to Moldaver.
Just my head.
You are a vault dweller,
but if you're going to survive,
you need to start acting
like a surface dweller.
Question is,
will you still want the same things...
...when you have become
a different animal altogether?
Please, sir.
Please, sir, please.
There's an old Mexican eulogy.
Feo fuerte y formal.
Means he was ugly, strong,
and had dignity.
Well, Joey,
I'll give you
two out of three on that front.
Do I really have to kill him?
Cut.
Emil, can you come over here?
I got to talk to you for a second.
Yeah, here you go.
That was a hell of a day, Jorge.
That was a great scene.
Listen, I got to talk to you
about these, these new pages, you know?
I mean, I-I'm the sheriff, right?
Well, why can't I just arrest the guy
like I normally do?
- That's what I do. All right.
- The au... the audience, Coop, yeah?
They already know you're a good man.
They want to see that even a good man
- as yourself can be driven too far sometimes.
- Yeah, I understand that.
But that's not really my thing,
you know, Emil, that's not what I do.
I mean, is Bob,
is Bob around here anywhere?
- Bob's been fired, Coop.
- What?
Studio fired him.
Why?
See, turns out...
Bob's a bit of a communist.
- A communist? Cadillac Bob?
- Yeah.
Cadillac Bob! The very one.
- Well, what a shame, he was such a great writer.
- Terrible shame.
One of the best, but he had to go.
Which is why this movie is so important.
- Right.
- You see, it's a new kind of western.
The power of the individual
when the chips are down.
The new America,
it's why I'm telling you, so...
that's why it'd be
really great if you could just...
shoot Jorge in the fucking head, yeah?
- Please. 'Cause out here...
- Right.
...it's just you, your gun,
and your personal code bringing order
- to the Wild Wild West!
- Yeah. Uh, hey, let's, uh,
let's pick this up after lunch, all right?
You gonna save any of
that grape taffy for the rest of us?
It's not grape. It's lavender.
Well, if you like the taste of lavender,
why not just drink a bottle of perfume?
You know, a lot of people like
to write it off as some old lady flavor,
but it's subtle.
Flirtatious.
Tastes like someone touching you
for the first time.
Well, may I?
Mm.
Um, that's the worst thing...
...I've ever put in my mouth.
- That's horrible.
- Taffy?
Um, you got to ask your mother.
- Please, Mommy?
- Sure, sweetheart.
Oh, wow.
Unbelievable. Hey.
Mm.
Oh, sorry, makeup.
Sorry, lipstick.
I'll take it.
- Okay, we should get going.
- All right.
Photographer's ready and waiting.
Okay, what is this?
A bit of a costume change
for you, Mr. Howard.
Ah, okay.
Oh, look at that.
They even made it in your color.
Let's see if it fits.
Okay, Janey.
Let's go.
Come on, here. Come here.
Come on, let's go find the rest of him.
♪ Maybe ♪
♪ You'll think of me ♪
♪ When you are all ♪
♪ Alone ♪
♪ Maybe ♪
♪ The one who is waiting ♪
♪ For you ♪
♪ Will prove untrue ♪
♪ Then what will ♪
♪ You do? ♪
♪ Maybe ♪
♪ You'll sit and sigh...
All right.
What is so special about you?
♪ Were near...
Ow!
♪ Maybe ♪
♪ You'll...
Ow!
Okay, okay.
Keep your secrets, sir.
♪ Are all...
Just in case.
To keep you extra safe.
♪ Who is waiting for you...
Hmm.
♪ Will prove untrue...
Huh.
♪ Then what will I do? ♪
There.
Snug as a bug.
♪ Wishing that I ♪
♪ Were near ♪
♪ Then ♪
♪ Maybe...
Boy, that knight
really was something, huh?
♪ Come back...
I wonder who he was?
♪ And maybe ♪
♪ I'll say ♪
♪ Maybe ♪♪
Knight Titus.
Knight Titus.
Knight Titus!
This is Knight Titus.
Over.
This is Petty Officer Shortsight.
You missed your check-in.
We were attacked, uh,
by an abomination.
My squire, he fell in battle.
He died with honor.
And glory.
Copy that. We'll get you
a replacement squire right away.
No! No, I'm okay.
- All good here.
- It's not a problem.
We got plenty of squires.
No.
Yeah, uh...
I'll be right back.
I can fix it.
Cost you five caps.
Uh, could you do it for four?
No.
It's extra if you do it fast.
Thanks.
Fack!
Step away from the armor.
Kick the shit out of him.
Finders keepers.
Milord.
Let's get her open... Open it, open it!
What are you doing, you fuckin' moron?!
It's righty-tighty, lefty-loosey.
Ah-ha! Fuck with me now!
♪ I do my best to hide
this lowdown feeling ♪
♪ I try to make believe
there's nothing wrong ♪
♪ But they're always asking me
about you, darling ♪
♪ And it hurts me so
to tell 'em that you're gone ♪
- ♪ If they ask me, I guess I'd be denying...
- Fuck him up!
Whoo! My fuckin' armor!
Fuck him up. Fuck him up.
No! No, no, no, no, no, no...
No cause
for alarm, citizens.
This is a Brotherhood delivery.
No cause for alarm, citizens...
Knight Titus.
I am Thaddeus.
And I am honored to be in your charge.
I vow to protect and serve you
however you deem fit.
My Lord,
have I said something wrong?
I do not know what I have done to offend,
but I beg for mercy!
Please. Please.
Please, please...
Knight Titus!
Please! I-I'll do anything!
Arise, my squire.
And clean this.
Of course, Knight Titus.
I also bring new orders
from the Elder Cleric.
Uh, which I humbly relay.
Mm.
We're not the only ones in search
of this remnant from the old world.
The Elder Cleric says
whoever gets the target
will control the Wasteland.
And, uh...
we are to kill whomever stands in our way.
Understood.
You like grass?
Hi.
Huh.
Hello again.
Where is it?
The head.
No.
Okay, okay, I-I don't know
where it is, okay? I lost it.
I lost it.
Huh.
Huh.
A Gulper got it, huh?
♪ We'll meet again ♪
♪ Don't know where...
♪ Don't know when ♪
♪ But I know we'll meet again ♪
♪ Some sunny day...
You okay?
Yeah. I'm being reassigned.
The whole "opening the Vault door
for Lucy" thing
didn't sit too well
with the Council, so...
I guess I'm not Gate-Keeper anymore.
It's not a big deal.
♪ Till the blue skies
drive the dark clouds...
I'm just not really sure
who I even am anymore.
Sorry, I...
♪ Meet again...
Mm.
♪ Don't know where ♪
♪ Don't know when...
Norman, you're next.
♪ Some sunny day ♪♪
You know why you're in here?
'Cause I helped my sister
escape the Vault.
Escape? You and Chet put your sister
in incredible danger
by helping her out that Vault door.
- The rad levels up there alone...
- Worse,
you could've gotten us all killed.
What do you think started all this?
These Vaults are impenetrable.
Meaning those raiders
could only have gotten into Vault 32
because some bonehead
opened the door to the surface.
A single bad decision
that put everyone at risk.
Not just Vault 32, but 33 and 31 as well.
I've telegrammed with the Overseer
at Vault 31.
Thank goodness they're unscathed.
But you could've destroyed
the last vestiges of civilization.
It was Lucy's idea.
And you didn't think
to at least try and stop her?
No.
What are we gonna do with you?
Punish me with a demotion, I guess.
You've worked janitorial.
You've done kitchen duty.
Are you aware that, at every job
you've been assigned to,
your performance review has been
"lacks enthusiasm"?
No, but that sounds accurate.
You're currently working with Computers
and Information Maintenance.
How do you like that?
I lack enthusiasm.
Uh-huh.
It's a predicament, isn't it?
How do you demote someone who equally
dislikes every job he's ever worked?
I suppose it is.
I'm just glad to hear that we punish
people down here for breaking the rules.
Is that just for vault dwellers,
or for people who come down here
and murder vault dwellers?
Now that I think of it,
we've got a job for you after all.
♪ Tweedlee dee, tweedlee dee ♪
♪ Tweedlee dee...
♪ Tweedlee tweedlee tweedlee dee ♪
♪ I'm as happy as can be...
Rise and shine, everyone.
Ooh.
Your catered snackables
have arrived.
- Come on. Hurry up.
- And you're welcome.
Okay.
- There is a utensil...
- I'm gonna eat your fucking heart!
♪ Tweedlee, tweedlee, tweedlee dot ♪
- ♪ Tweedlee dee, tweedlee dee ♪
- I'll break your fucking head open!
Whoo!
♪ Give it up, give it up,
give your love to me ♪♪
I don't see any apples, sir.
Then climb higher.
It-it might not be an apple tree.
Also, it's uh...
I think, uh, it's dead.
Keep looking.
On my honor, sir, I will find you...
Fuck!
Uh, uh, sorry. Apologies, sir.
I know you wanted an apple.
Uh, uh, I have some-some rations
if you're hungry.
I'm not hungry anymore.
Uh, okay, yeah. Whatever you want.
Uh, you're the sir.
I have an artifact to retrieve. Let's go.
Okay.
Uh, if we find the target,
we should repair your radio
so we can ask the Brotherhood
to send reinforcements.
I will retrieve it myself.
Understood. Understood.
I never doubted your ability to do so.
The guy from the Enclave,
the guy everybody's looking for,
you saw him?
I did. He left with a girl.
- A woman.
- How'd they get away?
I was waylaid. A ghoul intervened.
A ghoul?! Huh.
Those things are scary as shit.
I bet you just killed it on sight,
no questions asked.
"Oh, you're a ghoul?
- You're a dead ghoul."
- No.
If we find the ghoul, we find the target.
You left the ghoul alive?
Great idea, sir.
All wastelanders leave radiation trails.
By allowing the ghoul to live,
you've made it possible
to trace the whereabouts of the...
of the target.
Yes, right. I know that.
I got a trail.
Yeah. Well done, sir.
This way. Glory awaits!
Oh, yes.
Think this was him?
Hard to tell.
Show me the illustration.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, that-that's definitely him.
Think we should, uh,
bring the body back with us?
No.
If they left the body,
it must be worthless.
His head is what's valuable.
We need to find it.
Oh, yeah, smart.
Who do you think did this,
the girl or the ghoul?
The ghoul. Definitely.
Ghouls.
One day the Brotherhood's gonna eradicate
every last one of those freaks.
Stuff like this is never
gonna happen again.
Okay, so I think that the ghoul probably
should be, I think, uh, well...
Yeah, definitely this, um...
Yeah, that way.
Definitely... definitely that way.
There's tracks.
Stop, please!
My dad, he's an Overseer.
He-he got taken by raiders,
and I need that head to get him back.
If you help me find him,
he'll do whatever you want.
Stop. Stop!
Torture is wrong.
You know, they used to do these things
called "studies."
Why, you couldn't open a newspaper
without reading about
one study or another.
Anyway, this one particular study came out,
and it said that torturing a person
don't do shit.
It made sense.
I mean, a man hurts me,
I wouldn't want to do him any favors.
And yet the practice of torture
failed to vanish from this earth.
In fact, as time marched on,
I've personally noticed
a decided uptick...
...in the amount of torture
being doled out across the board.
Sir, please, I need the head.
It's the only way
I can get my father back.
My point is...
if you ask me, them studies,
they was right.
Torturing a person don't do shit.
Then why... why are you doing this?
Well, I ain't torturing you, sweetheart.
I'm using you as bait.
Nice.
Ah.
Motherfucker!
Oh, I'm sorry, I should have
just let you use me as bait
in a poison river?!
Fuck!
You can't treat people like this.
Yeah? Why's that?
Because of the golden rule.
"Do unto others as you would have
done unto you."
Those Gulpers digest real slow.
You got time.
No. No, no, no.
No. Stop.
Where are we going?
What about the head?
I need the head to get my dad back.
Yeah, well, the Wasteland's got
its own golden rule.
Oh? What's that?
Thou shalt get sidetracked by bullshit
every goddamn time.
- What about the dog?
- He ain't mine.
Sorry, I've been derelict
in my duties here.
What are you doing?
Uh, just refilling your water bag
so you can stay hydrated.
Right.
Uh, it might be faster if you sit down.
Bet you, uh, seen some things, huh?
Being a knight.
I've seen some things.
I grew up working on a fly farm.
I was a shitter, so they'd feed us,
and then they'd feed our shit
to the flies.
Mulch 'em up and sell it as protein.
Anyway, that's why I'm so fat.
So, your, uh, former squire,
how did he die?
You knew him?
Yeah, I... I did.
Say something about him.
Well, he, uh, he was a good guy.
Say something negative about him.
Well, uh, he-he's dead.
I don't know, it feels weird.
- An order, my squire.
- Okay.
Uh, to be honest,
me and the other guys used
to be pretty hard on him.
Like, regularly beat the shit out of him.
It wasn't personal, you know.
It's just...
...well, you know, people at the base,
they used to beat the shit out of me
all the time.
This shipment of new recruits came in,
and, uh, one of them was Maximus.
So I had this funny idea,
what if we beat the shit
out of that guy instead?
And it worked.
Yeah, I was really popular. It was great.
I just wish he'd lived long enough to find
someone else to beat up, you know?
Only seems fair.
I realize that, uh,
people die all the time.
It's the law of the Wasteland,
so who cares, right?
But still, uh, I feel bad.
Don't feel bad.
It's like you said,
it's the law of the Wasteland.
Let's go. We're losing daylight.
Yeah.
Coming!
We can judge a person,
and a society,
by how they treat their enemy.
And here we are
with 16 highly-violent individuals
incarcerated in our temporarily
repurposed reading room.
It's an ethical dilemma
like nothing we've dealt with before.
Personally, I'd say
it's more of an ethical opportunity
to demonstrate to the surface dwellers,
and to each other,
what we mean when we say
we're going to build a better world.
Thanks, Reg.
That is a positive spin to put on it.
It's not a positive spin for me.
It's the goshdarn truth!
Okay, well, uh, the fact remains
we need to decide
what to do with these prisoners.
And that is a decision
that we need to make as a collective.
In a manner befitting our shared values.
Yes.
I think this conversation would benefit
from some actual ideas.
Well, you know what?
The young man
Woody interrogated this morning?
He left an impression on me.
That is the gentleman
who showed me his butthole.
Yes, but what I took from that
is a desire to communicate.
To reach out
across the cultural divide.
That's a spark we can work with...
to create a great citizen.
Given our recently dwindled numbers,
the most ethical solution would be
to rehabilitate the prisoners
and then integrate them
into our Vault Society.
To be clear, this is not a process
that will happen overnight.
Based on what I saw this morning,
it may take years.
- But...
- But... there is nothing
we can't do
when we set our minds to it!
- Yes!
- Yes!
I can teach the raiders Shakespeare...
and when they're ready, Marlowe.
I don't want to be insensitive,
but I think Shakespeare might be
too advanced for these people.
Look, I would like
to start with a moral framework.
Kant, Mill and-and so on.
I'd be happy to teach them
introductory calculus.
Is there something
you'd like to say,
Norm?
I don't know. I don't think
it's our job to help these people.
- They're murderers.
- They didn't know any better.
And how could they
- without a formal education?
- Norm,
buddy, the hard truth is,
we can't just let them go.
Uh, it's just,
they have intimate knowledge
of our Vault security.
So what do you propose we do?
We can do
what they would have done to us.
Wow.
Geez Louise, Norm.
Young Norm was
just expressing a feeling.
I know. I've got anger. We all do.
But I think you would agree
that murdering these prisoners of ours
is not under serious consideration.
That's right.
Hear! Hear!
I'm sorry. You're right.
It was not my intention
to question your leadership, Overseer.
- Thank you.
- Thank you.
All right. Sirs?
Uh, sirs? Uh, uh, may I...
may I speak with you for a moment, please?
Uh, it's about the Water Chip.
Go ahead.
Uh, it's-it's... it's the type of thing
Overseer MacLean would have preferred
to discuss, uh, privately?
Uh, before bringing it to the full group?
Well, he's not here now, is he?
Let's hear it.
Okay, well, uh...
the Water Chip is destroyed.
The Vault only has enough water to keep
our population alive for, uh, two months.
And-and that's not accounting
for the prisoners, who...
- Okay. That's fine, that's enough.
- Thanks, though.
- Uh...
- Um...
Okay.
Uh... meeting adjourned.
I was also gonna say
meeting adjourned, so...
That went well.
They killed my husband.
You're right, you know.
If your father were here, he...
...he'd do the right thing.
Are you sure
about this?
It says the ghoul is this way.
- Wait a minute.
- What?
Uh, it's just, this, um... Well, uh...
- What?
- It just occurred to me.
Uh, we're definitely picking up
an abomination of some kind or another.
Just not sure...
I'm not sure
we're tracking the right abomination.
- You idiot!
- It was my mistake.
If you'll let me lead the charge,
I'll lead the charge.
I am a Knight
of the Brotherhood of Steel.
- Get back to shore.
- But sir...
- Go!
- Thank you, sir.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
- My lord!
- I've got you!
Knight Titus!
I'm going in!
I got you!
Victoriam!
Ah.
- You saved me!
- Huh.
You saved me first.
Huh. Oh.
Is that...?
The head.
The head?!
It's the head! Yes!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Sir.
Sir, please. I need water.
Please.
Please!
Water, water everywhere,
and not a drop to drink.
Ain't much stays clean up here, Vaultie.
You'll see.
Is that what happened to you?
Radiation?
Something like that.
♪ They're gonna put me in the movies ♪
♪ They're gonna make
a big star out of me ♪
♪ We'll make the film
about a man that's sad and lonely...
- Yeah.
- Okay.
You ready to meet the suits?
Uh, I'll try not to embarrass you.
No promises, though.
- All right.
- Mr. Howard.
- Hello. Hi.
- Great to meet you.
Hey, nice to meet you.
On behalf of the whole Vault-Tec family,
we wanted to say how delighted we are
that Barb could use her connections
to get to you.
You know, I've never done
an advertisement before in my life.
Hmm.
But then again,
my wife has never asked me to, so...
Yeah.
Okay. Uh, over here?
Huh? Yeah. Um...
Ah.
Thank you. Thank you.
Uh, thank you very much.
Uh, this... Thank you.
Uh, this suit is tight.
This thing really block radiation?
- Absolutely.
- If I may say, I-I-I...
You all are doing, um, God's work here.
And, uh, on behalf
of every decent American,
I just want to say thank you.
Oh. Uh, to you. Yeah.
Well... Okay, here we go.
♪ Well, I'll bet you
I'm a gonna be a big star ♪
- Uh, like this.
- ♪ Might win an Oscar ♪
♪ You can never tell ♪
♪ The movie's gonna ♪
- ♪ Make me a big star ♪
- No, no, no.
♪ 'Cause I can play the part so well...
Hey, I-I have an idea. What if, uh...
What if I do... were to do,
like, a thumbs-up?
Go for it, Coop.
You called him Coop?
♪ Then I know
that you will plainly see ♪
♪ Biggest fool
that's ever hit the big time ♪
♪ And all I gotta do is act naturally ♪
{ n8 ♪ We'll make the scene
about a man that's sad and lonely ♪
{ n8 ♪ And begging down upon his bended knee ♪
{ n8 ♪ I'll play the part
but I won't need rehearsing ♪
{ n8 ♪ All I'll have to do is act naturally ♪
{ n8 ♪ Well, I'll bet you
I'm a gonna be a big star ♪
{ n8 ♪ Might win an Oscar, you can never tell ♪
{ n8 ♪ The movie's gonna make me a big star ♪
{ n8 ♪ 'Cause I can play the part so well ♪
{ n8 ♪ Well, I hope you come
and see me in the movie ♪
{ n8 ♪ And then I'll know
that you will plainly see ♪
{ n8 ♪ The biggest fool
that's ever hit the big time ♪
{ n8 ♪ And all I gotta do is act naturally ♪ ♪
 

4 Episode

 Ain't much stays clean
up here, Vaultie.
You'll see.
I don't think it's our job
to help these people.
They're murderers.
So what do you propose we do?
We can do what they would've done to us.
Wow.
They killed my husband.
If your father were here, he'd...
he'd do the right thing.
You okay?
The whole
"opening the vault door for Lucy" thing
didn't sit too well
with the council, so...
I guess I'm not Gate-Keeper anymore.
I need the head.
It's the only way
I can get my father back.
You can't treat people like this!
Yeah, why is that?
Because of the Golden Rule.
Wasteland's got
its own golden rule.
Thou shalt get sidetracked by bullshit
every goddamn time.
♪ Let's go sunning ♪
♪ It's so good for you ♪
♪ Let's go sunning ♪
♪ Neath the sky of blue ♪
♪ Greet the sun every morn ♪
♪ Feel as free and happy
as the day you were born ♪
♪ Let's go native ♪
♪ Sun your cares away ♪
♪ Be creative ♪
♪ Learn to live and play ♪
♪ Pretty flowers need the sun ♪
♪ This applies to everyone ♪
♪ Life's worth living ♪
♪ When nature's giving ♪
- ♪ Happiness to everyone ♪
- Roger!
- My name is Roger!
- ♪ So let's go sunning ♪♪
My name is Roger.
My name is Roger.
Roger.
Roger. My name is Roger.
My name is Roger.
My name's Roger.
My name is Roger.
Hey, Rog.
Hey. Hey.
Fancy seeing you out here.
You out for that bounty, too, huh?
Yep.
Oh, shit.
- How you feeling?
- Oh...
You know... it's hard out here.
Dang smoothies can be so unkind.
I see you got a smoothie of your own.
You're turning.
Yeah. Yeah, maybe.
Maybe.
Hey, you-you don't happen
to have any vials, do you?
Just one little puff
and I'll be back on my feet.
You know I'm good for it.
I'm sorry, Roger. I'm all out.
That's okay. That's okay.
Though, um, you and your
smooth-faced friend, you, um...
might want to clear out...
before things get ugly.
I did okay.
Twenty-eight years
since I first started showing.
Oh, hell.
Not as long as you, though.
You've outlasted us all.
How long since
you first started wastelanding?
A long time.
That's a lot of vials.
Well, I've always been good
at making money, Roger.
Say...
...you remember how good
food used to taste?
Yeah. BlamCo Mac & Cheese.
Ice cream and apple pie.
Hot damn.
Apple pie.
You know, my mom used to...
Wait...
Why'd you do that?
He was sick.
Stop. Stop, stop. Please, I...
No, I know it's hard up here,
but you don't... you don't have...
you don't have to resort to... to...
What'd you say your name was?
Lucy MacLean.
MacLean?
Huh.
Well, Lucy MacLean,
it ain't all canned peaches and marmalade
left up here, sweetheart.
Sometimes a fella's got to eat a fella.
Mmm. Mmm.
Mmm.
You know, my vault
has endured hardship, too.
In the Great Plague of '77,
everyone had to quarantine,
they couldn't work the farms together.
People starved.
My mother included.
My dad dropped to 128 pounds,
and he still refused
to do anything like this.
What? What's so funny?
Well, there's what people say they did
and what they really did.
I'll bet your daddy
was first in line at the cookout.
I bet he had a bib with a drawing
of his neighbor's ass on there.
How do you live like this?
Why keep going?
Well, one good question deserves another.
Why the fuck am I doing all the work?
Now come on, Vaultie.
Ass jerky don't make itself.
♪ Hello, ladies, how are you? ♪
♪ Just fine, just fine ♪
- ♪ Hello, fellas, how are you? ♪
- ♪ Just fine ♪
♪ It's real fine weather
when we all can get together ♪
♪ And we're all just fine, just fine ♪
♪ Are you glad that you are here...
- Morning, Woody.
- Morning, Reg.
- Nice work on your posters.
- Oh, thanks, Reg.
I've been admiring yours as well.
Any luck?
I asked him all sorts of questions.
Who he is, who he works for,
why his colleagues kidnapped
Overseer MacLean.
What organizing principle, if any,
they operate under.
Nothing, huh?
Two hundred years with no contact.
The terrible things this creature
must have been through.
What's he doing?
Oh, no.
Sir? Please stop.
You will injure yourself.
Fuck you!
We better tranq him again.
- For his own safety.
- We'll try again tomorrow.
There you are.
Thought you might be up here.
Made pie if you'd like a piece.
I was there the first time that you tried
rhubarb pie and ice cream.
You sure did like pie that day.
You came here to talk to me
about what I said at the assembly.
And why do you think that is?
It upset people.
You don't like it when people get upset.
But you do?
You're not the only one that feels
the absence of your father.
People here are hurting.
Disoriented.
And with your sister gone,
you're the last standing MacLean.
Your voice carries more weight
than you might realize.
I hid.
During the raid,
I got in a storage space and I hid.
Does that make you angry?
Why does it matter?
Regular boys...
...can get angry
and they'll just pee on the wall.
When clever boys like you are angry...
Hmm.
You're lucky not to have seen
where that can lead.
Just tread lightly.
That's all I ask.
Mmm.
Now you're getting it.
How does that Golden Rule jibe with what's
going through your head right now?
What are you?
Oh, I'm you, sweetie.
You just give it a little time.
Where you think you going?
You ain't going nowhere.
There you are, you little killer.
Aah!
Now, that right there is the closest thing
we've had to an honest exchange so far.
♪ What to do
now that she doesn't want me ♪
♪ That's what haunts me ♪
♪ What to do ♪
♪ What to do to keep from being lonely ♪
♪ Want her only ♪♪
- Hey.
- Hey.
I thought I'd just stop by
and see how you're doing.
- Not great, to be honest.
- Mm.
First I lost Lucy, and then
I lost my job as the Gate-Keeper.
- Right.
- How are you handling the, uh...
...death of the father
of your unborn baby?
Same.
I was actually just organizing
some of Bert's things, and,
well, I thought maybe
you might want some of them?
Oh.
This is all that's left of him.
He was a good man, Steph.
You think so?
Of course. I mean, what can you say?
Well...
He took great care of his shoes.
You know, it was one
of the few things he truly loved.
Get him talking about shoe maintenance,
and...
he'd just carry on
until everyone left the room.
I loved him so much.
And those monsters took him away from me.
Awful.
Hate those guys.
It would mean a lot to me
if you took Bert's shoes.
Wow.
Thank you, Steph. I'll...
- I'll try to wear them.
- Oh, good.
And this...
Oh, Bert.
Bert... Bert.
- Okay...
- Oh, Bert.
Oh, Bert.
Oh, Bert.
Oh, Bert.
Bert.
Bert.
Oh, no, no, no.
Could you just keep it on while we...?
Oh, yeah, of course, I'm sorry.
What was I thinking?
♪ Makes your daddy want to rock ♪
Oh, Bert.
- Yes, I am Bert.
- Yeah.
Now, that is one wet lady.
Oh. Oh, oh, oh.
- Bert!
- Oh! - ♪ It's the movement ♪
♪ That gives it the sock. ♪
Transaction.
Yes?
Two-month supply of vials.
Exchange one female.
Mint condition.
Near mint condition.
Condition grading requires
physical evaluation.
Please send her in.
What's in there?
You're about to find out.
You're selling me?
You got problems
out here, too, sweetheart.
Best you try your luck behind that door.
Go on.
Welcome.
- What the fudge?
- Fudge? There's no fudge here.
Only a General Atomics International
Mark 4.
That's what I am.
You seem to be a woman.
Please, sir, my name is Lucy MacLean.
My dad's been taken
and I-I-I've been kidnapped.
He's right outside...
I say, you've lost a finger.
Ah, that won't do at all.
Let's get you taken care of.
Follow me.
Okay.
Apologies for the mess.
Time flies by lately.
Especially since my temporal sensors
went out in the Great War.
That must have been a week ago, at least.
Would you mind taking a seat
on that gurney in front of you?
Now, what have we here?
Too fat, too withered.
Ah, this one'll do it.
Eh, you're lucky
I don't have to use a thumb.
Our finger inventory's in a sorry state.
Now, if you give me your hand...
Okay, you're going to feel a slight pinch.
Thank you.
- I say.
- I really do appreciate this.
But listen, a big fish ate my head,
and I need my head to get back to my dad...
There now.
That's much better, isn't it?
- Thank you, that...
- Not a problem.
That feels really, really nice.
Now, would you prefer a dressing
of high-quality synthetic fibers,
classic cotton,
or a comforting synthetic-cotton blend?
You have... real cotton?
Of course. Don't you?
Thank you.
You know, that...
that creature that brought me here, he...
You seem unhappy.
- He did not treat me very courteously.
- Really?
When I pointed out that he wasn't
following the Golden Rule,
he put a leash around my neck
and he made me drink from puddle water
that I'm pretty sure was just
some kind of animal pee.
Well, that is interesting.
- And I thought I was here to be a sex slave.
- What?!
No! What a disgusting idea.
I'm simply going to harvest your organs.
Huh?
Dessert tray incoming.
Hey, hey.
You gonna take that from her?
You gonna take that?
Hey, Norm.
Veronica.
Wait, they're getting Jell-O cake?
Those are my orders.
I wonder what your dad
would say about this.
He'd be handing them the cake himself.
Yeah. He was a saint.
Do you want it?
Mm-hmm.
Nobody's gonna know.
Yeah.
I'm gonna put this in my fridge.
What are you looking at?
A murderer in a cage
paying the price for what you did to us.
For what you did
to the innocent people in Vault 32.
I don't know what the people
in Vault 32 were up to.
But it was anything but innocent.
31 and 32.
Norm. Hi.
Feel like getting out of the house?
Yes.
Maybe he was messing with me,
but one of the raiders told me
there was something up in 32.
Uh-huh.
Well, this isn't exactly fun for me, Norm.
Then why'd you come?
To be honest, I don't know.
You don't think it's because
you're still in love with my sister
and being around me reminds you of her?
Hmm.
This is so wrong.
Come on.
You have to see this.
Wrong, wrong, wrong.
You see?
Whatever happened here
happened a long time ago.
The last bio-signal detected
was two years ago.
This rodent colony
is called a mouse utopia.
Inside, the mice enjoy all the amenities...
all the food they can eat,
all the padding they can sleep on...
but eventually overpopulation occurs.
The mice fight for the once bountiful
food, the once endless space.
They eat each other
in their desperation to survive.
So, if they were already dead
when the raiders got here,
who killed them?
I mean, it looks like they strangled
each other with their hands.
It just doesn't make any sense.
Lucy.
Lucy, sweetie,
what are you doing out here?
My name is Martha.
Martha. My name is Martha.
Martha. My name is Martha. Martha.
My name is Martha.
Martha.
Pardon the interruption.
Our latest arrival has arrived.
Oh, shit.
What are they asking, Snip Snip?
Sixty vials.
We can do 60.
- Fantastic.
- Oh, do her now
so she's ready for the next pickup.
Excellent idea as always, sir.
Thanks, Snip Snip.
Do excuse me.
Nice robot.
Where are you from again?
Never been there myself.
Hope to go there someday soon.
Here we are.
Let's get on with it, shall we?
We don't want to keep
your associate waiting.
Sir, you can't do this.
Please, I need my organs.
Now, don't be afraid.
A little snip-snip
and it will all be over.
Hold still now.
This won't hurt a bit.
Excuse me.
There's no fudge here.
I am ever-ready to serve...
to serve... to serve.
Hands up.
Do as I say,
and Snip Snip doesn't get hurt.
Calling all cars.
It's a fucking robot.
Yeah, you might as well be holding
an air conditioner hostage.
Well, an air conditioner
sounds nice, though.
Yeah, an air conditioner
would be a big deal.
But you know what I mean.
Totally. The question was,
does she know what you mean?
Yeah. I think I do.
That's why I put
Abraxo Draining Fluid in his syringes.
Snip Snip, tell them what Abraxo does
to the human body.
If you've got a c-c-clog
that's full of muck,
trust Abraxo Draining Fluid
t-t-to get it unstuck.
It's v-v-very poisonous.
Okay, you can walk out of here.
Not just me.
Them, too.
Hey, thank you.
I said all of them.
Lady, those-those ones,
you don't understand...
Whoa.
Don't be scared.
You're free. Go.
Oh, gosh.
Hello there.
Goodbye.
Martha. My name is Martha.
Martha. My name is Martha.
That's right. Your name is Martha.
No. No.
Martha. My name is Martha.
Please, please.
Come on, I know there's someone
in there. Talk to me.
Please!
Pardon me, madam.
Could I help you have a better day?
No, thank you.
Oh, geez.
Okay.
I think it's safe to say
they went bananas.
This still doesn't explain
how the raiders got in.
These people were crazy.
If there were any survivors down here,
they probably opened the door
and welcomed the raiders right in.
It says it was opened from the outside.
No.
They'd need a Pip-Boy to open the door.
They had one.
Whose?
My mom's.
You don't get these,
you turn into one of those?
That how it works?
I may end up looking like you...
...but I'll never be like you.
Golden Rule, motherfucker.
♪ Dream on ♪
♪ Dream ♪
♪ On...
♪ I can see ♪
♪ No matter how near ♪
♪ You'll be ♪
♪ You'll never belong ♪
♪ To me ♪
♪ But I can dream, can't I? ♪
♪ Can't I pretend that I'm locked ♪
♪ In the bend ♪
♪ Of your embrace? ♪
♪ For dreams ♪
♪ Are just like wine ♪
♪ And I am drunk ♪
♪ With mine ♪
♪ I'm aware ♪
♪ My heart is a sad affair...
Are you shitting me?
♪ There's much disillusion ♪
♪ There ♪
♪ But I can dream ♪
♪ Can't I...
Whoo!
Ah. I'd love to share
some of this with y'all, but...
...y'all weren't invited to this party.
♪ There ♪
♪ But I can dream ♪
♪ Can't I? ♪
♪ Can't I adore you? ♪
♪ Although we are oceans apart? ♪
♪ I can't make you open your heart ♪
♪ But I can dream ♪
♪ Can't I? ♪♪
There's an old Mexican eulogy,
"Feo, fuerte y formal."
Means he was ugly, strong,
and had dignity.
Well, Joey...
...I'll give you
two out of three on that front.
I hope you like the taste of lead,
you commie son of a bitch.
Yee-haw!
 

5 Episode

 You can change
the future if you can bring me
to Moldaver.
Just my head.
This is the only way
to get your dad back.
You stupid motherfucker,
you know this is all your fault.
They'll kill you for this.
Not if I bring back the target.
Is that...?
The head.
- Yeah!
- Whoo!
Is there something
you'd like to say, Norm?
It was not my intention to question
your leadership, Overseer.
Thank you.
I don't know what the people of Vault 32
were up to,
but it was anything but innocent.
It was opened from the outside.
- They'd need a Pip-Boy to open the door.
- They had one.
My mom's.
I thought I had it.
I thought I had it, I really did.
I thought I had it.
It was just like...
When you ripped that thing inside out
and its guts went flying everywhere?
I thought I was dead meat.
That was really special.
Yeah,
it was kind of special.
Wait. You should brand me.
Uh, I don't know.
But I-I'm not officially your squire
until you brand me.
- It's late.
- Come on.
Are you sure? It really hurts.
I want you to. I want you to. Please.
All right.
Yeah, let's do it.
It is your most sacred duty
to protect the Brotherhood.
After which, it is your most sacred duty
to protect me, Knight Titus.
Do you accept?
Oh, yeah. You bet I do.
Okay, hold still.
Almost done.
Oh...
Told you. It hurts.
Oh...
Oh, man.
Still pretty hot.
Ah, thank you, Knight Titus.
- Yep, yeah.
- I cannot wait
to return to base
and see the look on everyone's faces
when they see us return with the target.
Oh, man.
Titus and Thaddeus.
The T-Boys! Yeah.
Hey, look, uh...
Before we go back
to the...
...to the base...
...there's probably something
I... I-I should tell you.
Yeah. I mean, whatever you want.
I'm officially your squire now.
You can tell me anything.
Goals, insecurities, thoughts, regrets.
Love life stuff? I don't care.
Actually, it's, uh...
Maximus.
U-Uh, we can still be friends.
What did you do?
Where's Knight Titus?
Oh, he's...
He's dead.
So, you know...
we... you and I, we-we just have
to get our story straight
before we go back.
- They're gonna kill you.
- No, I mean, they don't have to find out.
It's the Brotherhood. They'll find out.
I should have known better
than to trust you.
I'm sorry.
Stop moving.
Get off me.
Thadd...
Thaddeus.
No, don't...
Don't leave me in here.
- I'll fucking kill you, Thaddeus.
- You should have.
Can't believe I let you fucking brand me.
Thaddeus?
Don't leave me here!
This stinky old head's mine now.
No!
Get back here. Please. Please, please, no.
Don't leave me in here.
Thaddeus! Get back here.
Thaddeus!
I'll kill you! I swear I'll kill you!
No. No.
No. No.
Plea... Please.
Please, no, no, no, no. Not from there.
No.
♪ There's a robin ♪
♪ Singing in the old pine tree ♪
♪ Spring is coming o'er the hills ♪
♪ In a nest for two ♪
♪ You'll find ♪
♪ Two eggs of blue...
Hey.
Can you please let me out of here?
That was you, right?
- Back in Filly?
- Yes, that was...
...that was me.
Why can't you move?
'Cause someone stole my fusion core.
Please, c-can you please let me out?
♪ There's a robin singing ♪
♪ In the old pine tree ♪♪
Believe me,
I really want to trust you, but...
I've had a rough week.
Yeah.
Me, too.
You, uh, remember that, uh,
man I left with,
with the glasses and the wh-whole body?
- Yes.
- Yeah, I'm looking for his head.
That's why I'm here, that's, um...
I mean, that's why
I'm passing through.
Hey. You have radiation sickness.
I got, I got RadAway
left in the sleeve of my armor.
You can have it if you let me out.
I really want to believe you, but...
practically every person I've met up here
has tried to kill me, so...
Listen. Hey.
You don't get this medicine,
you're gonna pass out. Okay?
And if you lose consciousness,
we're both gonna die.
Trust me, please.
Please.
What's your name?
I'm Knight Titus.
I'm Lucy.
There's a manual option, you just...
I got it.
Oh.
The T-60, right?
The Army started using these
after the Battle of Anchorage.
I've seen these in old engineering manuals
but never in real life.
And you've even got the tempered lining
in this one, which is...
How did the raiders get ahold
of my mom's Pip-Boy?
Maybe the logs were falsified.
Why?
Why? This is the thing
you're asking "why" about?
- I want to check one more thing.
- No...
Can't we just go home?
Come on.
It looks like they were trying
to get into 31, but why?
All I know is,
we're leaving.
- If anybody asks where we were...
- I'll have a heart attack.
Norman? Chester?
Where have you two been?
- We've been planting tat-tatos.
- Tatos.
Well, run along now.
I had no idea people lived
in those vaults.
What did you think was in them?
Monsters.
That's what people say.
No.
Just regular folk like me.
Well, my squire stole something
vital to the Brotherhood.
I've got to go after him.
Good luck.
Wait.
This Brotherhood of yours...
You guys have more of those T-60s?
- Yeah.
- And guns?
Like real...
"I'm not messing around"-type guns?
Yeah.
Listen, I have a tracker
that'll lead right to that head.
Now, seeing as everybody on Earth
seems to be after that thing,
I'm guessing that's what
you're looking for, too?
What are you suggesting?
We travel together.
We use my tracker to catch up
to your squire, get the head,
and take it to the Brotherhood.
In exchange for my help,
then you'll lend me the services
of five or six of your knights
to save my father.
Look.
You could have been lying
about the medicine, and you weren't.
And you could have killed me
when I collapsed back there, and...
you didn't.
I get that trust doesn't
come easily up here.
But you can trust me.
I'm from a place where the worst
someone can do to you is
forget to say thank you.
Sounds like a nice way to live.
It is.
Good morning,
Vault 33.
This is Betty, asking for your vote
for overseer today.
As you step into the balloting kiosk,
remember that today
is about the future of our vault
and, more importantly,
the future of civilization.
Reclamation Day.
One day we will have
the incredible opportunity
to repopulate the Earth
and bring order and civility
up to the surface.
Who you choose today is an important step
to accomplishing that mission.
I have faith you will make
the right choice.
Thank you.
♪ His truth is marching on...
I'm sorry, Reg.
I just feel that in times of crisis...
you need someone with experience.
Hey, it's your vote.
- No hard feelings, Davey.
- Yeah.
♪ Glory, glory...
You know, with the water crisis
and the prisoners
- a-and just all the uncertainty...
- Really, it's fine.
We vote in private booths for a reason.
Right.
♪ His truth is...
And Betty's already been overseer once.
Mm.
Oh.
I'm gonna vote for Betty.
I got that impression.
♪ Truth is marching, truth is marching ♪
♪ Glory, glory, hallelujah ♪
♪ Glory, glory,
hallelujah ♪
♪ Glory, glory, hallelujah, his truth is ♪
Oh, who am I kidding?
♪ Marching on ♪♪
At this rate, we'll have
caught up by sundown.
Hey, can I ask you a favor?
Okay.
Can you tell me what's happened
in the last 200 years?
What do you mean?
Just the last 200 years.
Like a-a quick rundown.
I know about the Great War
and the bombs falling,
and the 320 years of American history
before then.
I just need help with the last 200 years.
After the bombs fell.
The bombs fell when I was a kid.
Is that what they tell you
in your Brotherhood?
You're the one who grew up
in a box underground.
Also, you thought you would show up
to some warlord
with no armor, no help,
and expect him to just
turn over a hostage to you?
Did you really think that that would work?
I had the head.
Yeah, but we don't even know what's in it.
That's true.
Look, I... I come from a place where
the world is what you make of it.
Okay? It's not like up here.
We're naive down there.
Up until I was six, I really thought
that the big light on our farm
was the sun.
My mom used to take me
to play out under that light,
and I swear I could feel the sun
- baking my skin.
- Lucy.
After my mom was gone,
I realized it was just her
that made it all feel so real.
So, like, Earth is round,
Earth is flat.
Where are you guys on that these days?
It is my honor to announce
that, with a 98% majority,
Betty Pearson has been elected
vault overseer.
I'm so honored...
...to step into Hank MacLean's shoes.
Better luck next time, Reg.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Congratulations, Overseer.
Thank you.
So, you guys use prewar technology
to find and collect prewar technology
to make sure no one has prewar technology?
I mean... yeah.
Well, when you say it like that,
I mean, yeah, it's...
...it's weird.
You armed?
No.
Yes, we are.
Are you armed?
No.
We're just gonna walk on by.
That okay with you?
It's fine.
Give me your gun.
What? No.
Okay, we're walking towards you.
There's no one here but us and them.
It's not safe. Give me your gun.
- They said they're not armed.
- They're lying.
You're lying.
What's happening over there?
Yeah, we're just being careful.
You can come on through.
Are you trying to fuck us?
The gun.
Okay, uh, I think we're all
feeling some tension.
Yeah?
A little stress?
Uh, so why don't we all take
a deep breath?
What the fuck
are you talking about?!
Oh, okay, uh...
We're gonna do this.
Um...
How about on the count of three
we all raise up our arms?
We already said we don't have any weapons.
- And neither do we!
- Well, either way,
could we... could we just give it a try?
Please?
Okay. Great.
Uh, hands up on the count of three. Ready?
One...
Two...
Three.
Wh... Why?!
Fiends.
Should've known.
You've been shot.
It's just a scratch.
Happens all the time.
What's a fiend?
It's people who eat people.
I hate it up here.
You ran a great campaign.
I know.
- Must've put ten posters up.
- Yeah.
That's what you got to do.
You put a few posters up
and let democracy run its course.
You know, I ran once.
And then that weevil famine came.
Lost to none other than Hank MacLean.
You know what they say.
"When things look glum,
vote for somebody from Vault 31."
Uh...
I voted for Betty.
Yeah.
You don't think it's weird
that we always elect an overseer
from Vault 31?
They did the same exact thing in Vault 32.
Honestly? No.
By all accounts,
Vault 31 has more resources,
a better education system, and...
you know, they got that phrase.
"When things look glum, vote 31."
Shh.
It's a powerful slogan.
You think 200 years of coincidence
comes down to a slogan?
You might as well be asking why everyone
prefers Jell-O cake to apple pie.
I don't know why, they just do.
So, if it's not at all worrisome,
why are we whispering?
Because we just snuck
into a vault filled with dead bodies.
Not to mention Steph's from Vault 31.
Oh. Hello, Norman.
Steph. I actually was just heading out.
- We'll, uh, pick this up later.
- Hey, sure.
- Steph?
- Hmm?
How was Vault 31 different from here?
What did your dad tell you?
Not much, actually.
It's-it's why I'm asking.
Gee, I don't know.
Maybe the mashed potatoes
were a little better?
That is what my dad used to say.
Must be true then.
It must be true.
Hello, Vault 33.
In my first edict as overseer,
I will be hosting a vault-wide meeting
about the future of Vault 32
tomorrow at 10:00 a.m.
See you there.
What?
This isn't... real, right?
You never heard
of the New California Republic?
34,000 people lived here
after the war?
Yeah.
What about Reclamation Day?
Th-The entire purpose of my vault was...
to come up to the surface one day and...
...and restart civilization.
It's-it's Reclamation Day,
it's what keeps us all going and...
It...
It already h-happened without us.
Well, if it makes you feel
any better, it didn't work out.
Hey.
Come.
What happened?
It's the same thing that always happens.
Everyone wants to save
the world, they just...
...they disagree on how.
I wonder if anyone survived.
I did.
We should keep moving.
Hey...
Titus, this is more than just a graze.
We have to get you something...
from somewhere.
We need to get the head.
The head can wait.
Come on.
Look.
Hey.
Wait.
There could be anything in there.
Yeah.
Like a first aid kit.
Lucy!
Lucy!
Lucy?
Lucy?
Lucy.
Lucy!
Thank you for coming, everyone.
It is important to me for us all
to see this place together.
As a community.
As a family.
So that we can heal together
and rebuild together.
What is happening here?
Now, I spoke with the overseer of Vault 31
and we agreed these vaults of ours
are too sacred to leave empty.
Which is why I am announcing
a resettling campaign.
Some of us will stay home to rebuild 33.
Others will be moving into Vault 32
in the coming weeks to start anew.
♪ What a difference a day made ♪
♪ 24 little hours ♪
♪ Brought the sun and the flowers ♪
♪ Mm, where there used to be rain ♪
♪ My yesterday was blue, dear ♪
♪ Today I'm a part of you, dear ♪
♪ My lonely nights are through, dear ♪
We must remember
how good we have it here
in Vaults 31, 32 and 33.
Three democracies in three vaults.
Separated to prevent
the spread of threats,
but connected to aid one another
in times of need.
We are the lucky ones.
We are the light
burning in the darkness.
And we will carry on
until the day we bring
that light to the surface.
♪ And the difference ♪
♪ Is you ♪♪
Find anything interesting?
Great job cleaning up.
The raiders destroyed so much.
But not our spirits.
Betty?
When my mother died,
what happened to her Pip-Boy?
It was buried with her.
How are you so sure?
Because I buried her myself.
Me and your father.
Where are we?
It's okay.
We'll be all right.
What is this place?
We're in the best place in the world.
We're in a vault.
♪ Someday ♪
♪ Someway ♪
♪ You'll realize ♪
{ n8 ♪ That you've been blind ♪
{ n8 ♪ Yes, darling ♪
{ n8 ♪ You're going to need me again ♪
{ n8 ♪ It's just a matter of time ♪
{ n8 ♪ Go on ♪
{ n8 ♪ Go on ♪
{ n8 ♪ Until you reach ♪
{ n8 ♪ The end ♪
{ n8 ♪ Of the line ♪
{ n8 ♪ But I know ♪
{ n8 ♪ You'll pass my way again ♪
{ n8 ♪ It's just a matter ♪
{ n8 ♪ Of time ♪♪
 

6 Episode

 The audience...
they want to see that even
a good man as yourself can be
- driven too far.
- Yeah, I understand that, but that's not really my thing.
Why can't you move?
Someone stole my fusion core.
What are you suggesting?
We travel together, get the head
and take it to the Brotherhood.
In exchange, you'll lend me the services
of your knights to save my father.
You know, I've never done an advertisement before
in my life.
I wonder if anyone survived.
I did.
Lucy!
Where are we?
We're in the best place in the world.
We're in a vault.
Oh.
Hello there.
Yep, it's me, Cooper Howard,
star of stage and screen.
But I'm not here today
to talk to you about my latest picture.
No, today I'm here to show you
a vast and wonderful place,
not made by God Almighty
but the working man.
A veritable Camelot of the nuclear age.
Now, how 'bout we turn on some lights.
There, that's better.
Now, I'm speaking to you from
deep inside the fully-livable
Model 96JQ1164.
And what a beaut she is.
And what a song she sings.
Now, that right there
is Vault 4's three-foot-thick lead casing.
Strong enough to keep out the rads
and the Reds.
Each one of these underground burghs
comes with all the modern amenities
you've come to expect
from our rip-roarin' republic.
Now, this corridor here
is Sycamore Street,
where you'll wave howdy
to any one of your 200 neighbors
on your way home for an enchanted evening
with your loved ones.
Mm.
Meet the Hawthornes.
Now, this isn't just your average
all-American family.
No, Lloyd and Cassandra here
are both scientists,
specializing in the effects of radiation
on human DNA.
That's right.
And we'll be living
and working right here in Vault 4,
leading a community
governed entirely by scientists.
Wait a second,
did you say "living down here"?
Well, there hasn't been
a nuclear incident, has there?
Uh, no, not yet.
But, uh, our family
and a group of 80 volunteers
will be conducting
a five-year trial of Vault 4.
To demonstrate to the world that,
no matter what comes our way,
America will be ready.
Five years.
Well, I may play a hero
in the movies, but...
you all are heroes in real life.
{ n8 And now you can be a hero, too.
{ n8 By purchasing a residence
in a Vault-Tec vault today.
{ n8 Because if the worst
should happen tomorrow,
{ n8 the world is gonna need
Americans just like you
{ n8 to build a better day after.
{ n8 And cut.
That was a great take. You happy?
Fellas, are you happy?
All right. Gary, I'm wrapped, right?
- Yes, sir.
- Uh, how'd we do?
- We were so nervous.
- Aw, you did great.
Yeah, it was really lovely to meet you.
Thanks for coming out.
Thank you so much. Good to meet you.
- Mr. Howard, great work today.
- Ah.
Oh, thanks. Thanks, man.
Bud Askins. I oversee
our Southern California operations.
- Ah.
- I, uh, came over to Vault-Tec
in Q3 after a ten-year stint at West Tek.
West Tek.
It's a defense contractor.
Oh, I'm, uh, very familiar with you guys.
You designed the T-45 power armor.
First of its kind.
No, I-I oversaw the-the rollout.
You know, the design flaws
were ridiculous, but...
- they sure looked great.
- I wore the T-45
when we almost lost the great state
of Alaska to the Reds.
Those design flaws of yours cost
a lot of good men and women their lives.
Yeah. Product management was never my bag.
I'm more focused on HR R&D now.
Overseeing workflow optimization
of management timelines.
I'm all about scale.
Most people think scale means
increasing global market share.
That's thinking in three dimensions,
and I'm talking about four.
Because what is the ultimate weapon
to destroy your competition?
It's not outselling them.
It's not outsmarting them.
It's time.
- Hmm.
- Time...
- is the ultimate weapon.
- Uh-huh.
- Yeah.
- Sounds complicated,
but the future of all humanity
comes down to one word.
Yeah, what's that?
Management.
Well, I'm awful happy for you, Buck.
Bud. Bud Askins.
- Hey.
- Ooh!
Mmm.
I'm at work.
Oh, how 'bout we clock out?
- Oh.
- Huh? Nothing against these colleagues of yours,
but what do you say you and me knock back
a couple of piña coladas by the pool,
- listen to the hi-fi.
- Mm.
There is a wrap party.
What, a... a wrap party?
- For this?
- Yes.
All right. We go for a couple of hours,
we shake a few hands...
It's at our house.
The things
I'm willing to do for you
never cease to amaze me.
Mm.
Roosevelt, I'm sorry.
You can't come, buddy.
I'm heading into enemy territory.
You be a good dog.
Go to bed.
Yeah, A Man and His Dog...
that movie's great.
Mm. Yeah. I love that one, too.
It was my real dog.
Beautiful home, Mr. Howard.
Thank you.
Did Cooper Howard just walk by?
He was so good in that movie.
Oh, it's him!
Mr. Howard. Hello.
Negotiations in Anchorage are having
a serious impact on presales.
We'll have to circle up with D.C.
about that.
Ideally before our quarterly
projection release.
Mr. Howard. Mr. Howard.
Bud Askins.
Right.
Would you mind, you know,
doing the butler voice?
- From the show?
- All right.
I only do it for close friends
and beautiful women,
but you two are already halfway there.
Stop it.
"I, Bartholomew Codsworth,
am ever ready to serve."
- Hoo-hoo!
- Perhaps
when you finish your shift,
we could head up and party in the hot tub.
What do you think of that?
- Oh, no, no. No, thank you.
- No?
Okay.
All right.
Excuse me. Your wine.
Well, shit, Seabass.
You might be the only one of my invites
who actually showed up.
Yeah.
- Not our usual scene, I'll give you that.
- No, it is not.
I think our Hollywood actor friends
don't want to be seen
celebrating with the pitchman
for the end of the world.
Oh, you don't know the half of it.
You hear I lost a movie over these ads?
Yeah, showed up to set,
the actors wouldn't
come out of their trailers.
Bonnie Lewis said it was on moral grounds.
Bonnie Lewis?
She's done more ads
than a fucking billboard.
- Yeah.
- Fucking Hollywood Reds.
I'm telling you, radicalism
is sweeping through Hollywood
like a bad case of the clap.
Even got your friend, Charlie Whiteknife.
Are you kidding me? Charlie?
- Mm.
- I served
- with that guy.
- They have meetings
and everything.
It's a shit show.
But you, my friend,
you know which way the wind is blowing.
And it's that...
a world run by people who wear
pocket protectors to a pool party.
...about delivery platforms.
Yeah, you might be right about that.
I mean, I've dipped my bits
in the same gravy train.
Sold my vocal rights to that
spinning robot they sell
to housewives and perverts.
Guess how much they paid me for that.
Ten million?
No, I got 186, pre-tax.
Maybe you could've asked for more.
Well, I did ask for more.
And what did they say?
My agent got them
to throw in one of those robots.
The fuck
were they thinking?
Every time I walk into my own house,
my own voice saying,
"Hello, sir, do you want to sit down?"
It's fucking awful!
I thought the studio owned that character.
They did.
And then RobCo bought the studio.
- Mm.
- Listen to me,
Hollywood is the past. Forget Hollywood.
The future, my friend, is products.
You're a product. I'm a product.
The end of the world is a product.
Oh.
And for those of us
who can successfully embrace that,
I'd say the future is golden.
To the future.
To the future.
I, Bar-Bartholomew Codsworth,
am ever ready to serve.
Why, hello there, boys.
Now, y'all here for the ice cream social,
I'm afraid I got some bad news for you.
Let's get to-to it, shall we-shall we?
Wai-Wai-Waiting.
Take its fusion core.
There's no fudge here,
o-only a General Atomics Inter...
Destroying a legitimate business?
That's illegal round these parts.
Says who?
The government.
Using teeth for ammunition.
Always finding new ways
to kill each other up there, aren't they?
We'll need, uh, an antibiotic.
I know you mentioned
you're eager to keep moving,
but your friend is gonna have to
recover here for a couple of days
before it's safe to travel.
I'm fine. I'm fine.
You had a rotten human tooth
lodged in your shoulder.
You're not fine.
Titus, this is a vault doctor.
We should listen to his advice.
We can't thank you enough
for letting us in and taking care of us.
It's what we do here.
Oh, and we found his armor.
Our surface foragers
are bringing it back now.
Oh, that's great. Thank you.
It's not ideal for us to stay put,
but, I got to admit,
it sure feels good to be back in a vault.
I don't know
if you've been to the surface, but...
it is...
not good.
I was born on the surface.
Oh.
Uh, sorry.
I-I didn't know. You seem so...
Normal?
My mother was a courier.
I was 11 and traveled with her to Filly.
Three days' walk from home and we
could still feel the heat from the blast.
You're from Shady Sands.
Many of us are.
We were lucky to find such
a hospitable community here in Vault 4.
Yeah. So were we.
We just need you to stay
in quarantine a few hours longer
to make sure
you don't track in any contamination.
Thank you so much.
You smell good.
What?
Oh.
You want to have sex?
You mean use my cock?
Yeah.
I don't know.
Uh, that weird thing could happen.
What weird thing?
Well, it's just, for some guys... not me...
uh, but for some guys, you know,
when they make it move,
it gets all big and hard
like a big pimple and then it pops.
And they say it can happen
to anybody, but it's still, it's...
it's gross.
You know, that's... uh,
that's actually completely normal.
It happens all the time.
Every time, ideally.
I'm a knight.
Um, a knight of the Brotherhood.
We're-we're not supposed to.
Okey dokey.
Mind if I sit down?
Mmm.
We shouldn't be wasting time down here.
You heard the doctor.
Besides, we made a deal
to find that head together,
and you're no good to me dead.
- Also, I would feel bad.
- I think these people are trying to trap us here.
No, they're not.
And some of these people
are from the surface, like you.
- Ah.
- Hi.
This is a cult. Same as any.
It's not a cult.
- Everyone's smiling.
- Titus, this is a safe place,
where people take care of each other.
But why?
Well, because in the vaults,
we recognize that
we all need each other,
just like I needed you on the surface.
Now, we're stuck here
until you're able to travel.
So, give this place a shot?
Sorry to interrupt your breakfast,
but our overseer
wanted to say a quick hello.
Overseer Benjamin, this is Lucy and Titus.
Hey, guys. Just wanted to say hi.
- Hello.
- And obviously, welcome to Vault 4.
Just some housekeeping,
a few things to be aware of.
Stay out of Level 12, obviously.
We'd prefer you not go there.
Oh, and we only have one foosball table,
so if you want to play,
you got to sign up.
If there's no pencil on the sign-up sheet,
please let me know.
I do have pencils.
Uh, oh, and if you're unfamiliar
with how the bathrooms work, just ask.
Asking is less embarrassing
than getting it wrong. Trust me.
We've had incident after incident
with newcomers.
Okay, that should cover it.
Any questions or concerns beyond foosball
or pencils or bathrooms,
Birdie's available.
And once again, welcome to Vault 4.
We're glad to have you.
- Thank you.
- Mm.
Mm.
That was weird, right?
- The overseer?
- That's what I'm saying.
- When people are nice...
- No.
Titus, I'm... I'm talking about his eye.
Lots of people have one eye.
Well, yeah, but...
I mean, his was in the middle.
A little to the left.
And the Level 12 stuff? I mean...
Oh.
Sorry.
Have a nice day.
♪ Lonely hours ♪
♪ Away from you...
Doesn't get any better than this.
Nope. It does not.
Mmm.
You ever... think about working
somewhere else?
I used to.
But with you doing these ads, it's...
it's practically the family business.
Maybe we get Janey a job in payroll
- when she's 15.
- Sit.
Oh, that's a good puppy.
I think about it. Quitting showbiz.
Buying us a ranch up in Bakersfield.
Get back to being a real cowboy again.
And what would I do?
You would look pretty.
And help me raise chickens.
No.
You would look very good
in a pair of overalls.
What's gotten into you?
A gin martini.
I don't know.
Maybe I've been reading
too much news lately.
Got me second-guessing
the whole city life.
Oh, come on.
Y-You've seen these around.
Not on you, I haven't.
Bud Askins... he licensed them from RobCo.
We're integrating them
with the Vault-Tec admission systems.
- Bud Askins.
- Bud Askins. Trust me, I know.
The company's filled with guys like him.
But Vault-Tec exists with or without me.
Doesn't do anyone any good
to complain from the sidelines.
All I'm saying is we have this one life.
Do you really want to spend your
nine-to-fives working with these assholes?
I need this job, Coop.
- It guarantees us a spot in the vaults.
- We got money.
We can buy a spot in the vaults.
One of the good vaults.
What's that supposed to mean?
I'm doing what I can, okay?
Just... trust me.
Please.
Yeah.
As all nations race
to secure uranium
and control the future of energy,
a shortage has emerged,
turning even allies
into potential competitors.
Will energy prices surge this winter
and will it lead to an expanded war?
Details after a word
from our newest sponsor...
Sorry you couldn't make it
to the party the other night, Charlie.
Guess you had one of your meetings, huh?
One of your Communist meetings?
Come on, man.
We watched people die together up north
fighting against all that horseshit.
Yeah, and for what?
What do you mean, for what?
For the American dream.
We're actors.
We make movies, Charlie.
Yeah, the American dream has me
getting shot in the ass by you all day.
You got five acres in Tarzana.
I think you're doing all right.
It don't matter, Coop.
- Vault-Tec's the fucking devil, man.
- My wife works there.
- You really think Barb's the devil?
- No, no, okay, I...
I like Barb, okay?
Do you know what
"fiduciary responsibility" means?
- Fiduciary responsibility?
- Yeah.
No, I have no fucking idea.
I play a cowboy for a living.
Okay.
So, the U.S. government has outsourced
the survival of the human race
to Vault-Tec.
Vault-Tec is a private corporation
that has a fiduciary responsibility
to make money for its investors.
And how does it make money?
- By selling vaults.
- That's called capitalism, Charlie.
But they can't sell vaults
if these peace negotiations go through.
So Vault-Tec
has a fiduciary responsibility
to make sure that it don't work out.
Yeah. How they gonna do that?
I don't know.
You remember that movie
we did with Johnny Morton...
you were the sheriff
and I was some generic Indian?
Come on, man, don't say that.
Tallhand Mudlake could talk to horses.
You played him with grace
and with dignity.
It was a great role for you.
Morton played a rancher
who owned half of Missouri.
And what happens when the cattle ranchers
have more power than the sheriff?
- The whole town burns down.
- The whole town burns down. Right.
Vault-Tec is a trillion dollar company
that owns half of everything.
And after ten years of war,
the U.S. government is broker than a joke.
The cattle ranchers are in charge, Coop.
Oh, come on.
Unless the people do something about it.
I guess everything's a conspiracy, right?
- Come on, man, you sound like you're in a cult.
- And you're sitting here
defending a system that's ready
to set the world on fire, Cooper.
Maybe you're the one in the cult.
Look.
You should come to a meeting.
You should learn the truth
about where your wife works.
For her sake.
Bartender, can I get one more?
- Hello?
- Hello! May I speak to Barb, please?
- Who is it?
- It's Henry.
Henry from the Vault-Tec
assistant training program.
Is this Mr. Cooper Howard?
Uh, I'm sorry, Henry, but my wife prefers
not to take work calls in the evenings.
Oh, no, no, no, uh,
it'll just be a few minutes.
- Okay. All right, bye-bye.
- I have some questions for her. I don't...
Uh, that was Henry. From work.
Do you have a... a new assistant?
Yeah, I do.
Yeah? Is Janey asleep?
Uh, she's reading
Little House on the Prairie to Roosevelt.
Ah. Does he like it?
What?
It's going to be hard on her, that's all.
What is?
You know, no dogs in the vaults.
Says who?
Hmm?
No dogs in the vaults. Says who?
Well... that's just
the, um... that's the policy.
You know, dogs eat meat.
It's an avoidable inefficiency.
Ah.
Yeah.
That's not really the question, is it?
All I'm asking is
who decided that
there were no dogs in the vault?
Well, I think that
is a relatively trivial concern,
given the prerequisite conditions
of us living in
a nuclear fallout shelter.
Well, you know, I'm not sure that it is,
to be quite honest.
What?
I'm serious.
Who-who ma... who makes the rules?
Because no dogs allowed...
that is a new rule.
Somebody decided that
and didn't share it with fucking anyone.
I mean, what else
do you have in store for us?
Are the-are the blue jumpsuits...
are those mandatory? What if
I don't want to wear a blue jumpsuit?
- What if I want to wear a green one?
- So the bomb falls,
and you want to know about your wardrobe?
No, I want to know about my freedom.
I didn't go to war defending that freedom
so that I could live in a cellar
under the boot heel
of Chairman Bud Askins.
And while you were away at war,
I stayed home.
- I know you...
- I was checking the mail
- every day.
- I know.
I was waiting by the phone every night.
And every night I was driving myself crazy
imagining the worst.
So, you do not need to tell me
how bad war is, Coop.
Every day I go into work and I think about
how humanity can survive a nuclear event
that will wipe out 90% of life on earth
and I come home
and you're talking to me about
hiding out at a ranch up in Bakersfield.
You know, I don't even know
what planet you're on sometimes, Coop.
But when the bombs drop,
a two-hour drive ain't gonna cut it.
So yes, there will be no dogs
in the vaults.
And no, none of it is ideal.
But if billions of people
are going to lose their lives,
I will do whatever it takes
to make sure the people I love...
that is you and that is Janey...
aren't among them.
I have worked hard
to make sure we go into
a special vault for management,
where we will oversee
all of the other vaults.
You don't get it.
That is the best we can possibly hope for.
For Janey.
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
Come here.
I'm sorry.
I know you always
try to do the right thing.
That's what I love about you.
And when you turn the little handle
up top, it all goes away.
Yep, that's...
- how a toilet works.
- Mm-hmm.
I'm-I'm actually from a vault.
You're what?
- I'm from a vault.
- So you are.
- Goosey MacLean.
- Oh, no, no. It's-it's Lucy.
Nope, it says Goosey. Hmm.
But hey, that's something.
You don't meet a natural-born
vault dweller every day.
We're a dying breed.
Oh, you're... you're from here?
- Five generations, and proud of it.
- Ah.
I just thought because...
Because so many, uh, people here
seem to be refugees
- from the surface.
- Tell me about it.
Ooh. These people.
Am I right?
I grabbed a moldy one.
- What do you mean by that?
- Well,
you won't find anyone
more open-minded than me,
but they come in here
with their smelly food
and their weird ideas.
You're from a vault. You get it.
I-I don't understand.
If you don't like people from the surface
then why do you keep taking them in?
It's a policy from before my time.
But these newcomers, ooh, let me tell you,
if you want to get elected,
you have to respect their traditions
and tolerate them
and not call them "surfies." It's awful.
What, you don't
take in surface dwellers in your vault?
Well, to be honest, no, we don't.
- What is that like?
- No,
I think what you're doing here
is a really good thing.
I saw what was left of Shady Sands.
An entire city just destroyed
in an instant. It...
I mean, some of these people
lost everything.
And that was a tragedy.
So we took our share of them in
and gave them a home
because it's what we do.
But it's like you can't
make a funny joke about it
without offending these guys.
I mean, one funny joke I told
on maybe ten occasions.
What was the joke?
I forget.
All I know is it was a huge bomb.
Pretty good, right?
Oh, she doesn't get it.
Any other questions?
I do have one. Uh...
What's on Level 12
and why can't we go there?
We don't talk about that.
- Geez, what's the matter with you?
- Sorry, I...
- I just...
- You should go now.
- I only wanted to...
- Goodbye, Goosey.
Skedaddle.
Hey.
Where do you guys get your power from?
I see you found our fusion core.
How are we adjusting to life down here?
Does it matter?
I'm leaving soon.
Aren't I?
Some people who come here
have a hard time adjusting
to finally feeling safe.
All the things you've had to do to survive
still fresh in your mind.
Trust doesn't come easily to those of us
with a guilty conscience.
Here.
Unit 428.
How about you sleep in a room
of your own tonight?
Have a hot shower.
Nothing wrong with
a little bit of comfort.
Um, when you say "hot shower,"
what does-what does that mean, exactly?
♪ I don't believe
in fretting and grieving ♪
♪ Why mess around with strife? ♪
♪ I never was cut out ♪
♪ To step and strut out ♪
♪ Give me the simple life ♪
♪ Some find it pleasant
dining on pheasant ♪
♪ Those things roll off my knife ♪
♪ Just serve me tomatoes
and mashed potatoes ♪
♪ Give me the simple life ♪
♪ A cottage small is all I'm after ♪
♪ Not one that's spacious and wide ♪
♪ A house that rings with joy
and laughter ♪
♪ And the ones you love inside ♪
♪ Some like the high road,
I like the low road ♪
♪ Free from the care and strife ♪
♪ Sounds corny and seedy,
but yes indeedy ♪
♪ Give me the simple life ♪
♪ I never was cut out
to step and strut out ♪
♪ Give me the simple life ♪
♪ Just serve me tomatoes
and mashed potatoes ♪
♪ Give me the simple life ♪
♪ A cottage small is all I'm after ♪
♪ Not one that's spacious and wide ♪
♪ A house that rings with joy
and laughter...
Excuse me.
Yes.
What is this?
It's almost starting.
Oh, uh, excuse me?
What's going on?
It's a Surface Dweller tradition.
It can get a little rambunctious
for my taste.
You're welcome to come.
Sure.
Well, shit.
Why, Sorrel Booker.
I heard it was a ghoul
that fucked up that Super Duper Mart.
Nobody told me it was the ghoul.
Mm. Mm.
You boys know who you just brought in?
This sumbitch right here
used to be the best bounty hunter
to ever shoot a man in the ass.
Kids these days don't know
their goddamn history.
Say, you got a needle and thread?
Sorry,
we don't do a lot of knitting 'round here.
It's called sewing.
I think I got some in my bag.
Would you mind?
Aw, come on now, Sorrel,
we old friends, ain't we?
Look at you. 200 years.
I don't know what keeps you going.
Maybe you just like the feeling
of that good old California sunshine
on your wrinkly-ass face.
Or maybe you're still looking for her.
Well, Sorrel...
I can confidently cross
one reason off that list for you.
I sure as hell ain't still alive
so that I can have
unintelligent conversations
with dipshits like yourself.
Mind your fucking mouth.
That's the president of the government
you're talking to.
Oh...
You a president now?
Don't see why not.
Well, then you might
want to hire a publicist.
'Cause this is the first
I'm hearing about this outfit.
Now, what I am hearing
is a whole lot of chatter
about some woman.
Name of Moldaver.
They call her the Flame Mother.
Now, that bitch is dangerous.
Well, when it comes to leadership
these days,
dangerous is what they call
a prerequisite.
Somebody's got to step up
and bring some order around here.
You know why these boys brought you in?
'Cause I fucked up
a poor, defenseless
gang-affiliated organ dealership?
- Yep.
- Mm.
- Now, I've always liked you.
- Well, I've always liked you.
Well, ain't that sweet?
But that Super Duper Mart you gutted
was under our protection.
So, if I wanted to let you go scot-free,
folks might lose faith
about what we're trying to do here.
And then what?
Anarchy in the streets.
Exactly.
Now, you got anything to say
in your defense?
Guilty as charged.
Just like that?
Just like that.
Now, if you need any more evidence,
I can tell you about this town
I just shot up, Filly.
Oh, I must have killed nine or ten people.
My daddy lives in Filly.
Well, not no more he don't,
unless he's a coward.
Don't take the bait, son.
Well, I ain't fishing.
I'm just trying to game this out, now.
In my experience, the apple
tends not to fall too far from the tree.
Is that true in your case?
My daddy ain't no coward.
Well, then I guess the only question is...
...are you?
Sheriff Rex.
Take Sheriff Troy's guns away.
Very presidential of you.
Take him out back
and feed him to the hogs.
Goddamn it.
I got one question for you, ol' buddy.
Why...
do you have this picture on your wall?
That's Moldaver.
Why?
Well, that's not
how I remember her, is all.
Yeah?
Well, how do you remember her?
♪ Well, what would you do
if your baby left you alone? ♪♪
- Hi.
- Hey.
Thanks for coming.
Yeah, we'll see if I stay.
You'll stay.
Flame Mother, we remember.
Flame Mother,
we remember.
We bring back the past
as we remember.
We bring back the past
as we remember.
We bring back Shady Sands...
We bring back Shady Sands.
- ...as we remember.
- As we remember.
- We bring back those taken from us.
- We bring back those taken from us.
We bring back those taken from us...
We bring back those taken from us.
...by covering ourselves in their ashes.
By covering ourselves in their ashes.
We bring back those taken from us
by covering ourselves in their ashes.
By covering ourselves
in their ashes.
To bring back Shady Sands,
blood must spill.
To bring back Shady Sands,
blood must spill.
I think there's somebody you should meet.
- Yeah, who's that?
- Blood must spill.
- Blood must spill.
- Blood must spill.
Blood must spill.
- Blood must spill.
- To bring back Shady Sands, blood must spill.
To bring back Shady Sands,
blood must spill.
- Oh, Flame Mother...
- Oh, Flame Mother...
Oh, Flame Mother,
you will be our salvation.
Oh, Flame Mother, you will be
our salvation.
Mr. Howard?
Oh, Flame Mother,
you will be our salvation.
I'm a big fan.
Titus?!
We need to talk...
Yes.
You were right about this place.
No.
You were right. Check this out.
These are called oysters.
You want one?
They make you feel so good.
You want to make my cock explode now?
- What?
- Sorry, intercourse?
No, Titus.
No, we need to leave. Right now.
These people are insane.
- Yeah, they're like you. A little weird, but nice.
- No.
Plus, my arm. You know, I really...
I ought to give it a little more time.
Okay. Titus, look,
I get why you'd want to stay.
Okay? I really do, I...
I know this must all seem really nice
compared to the-the shoot show
that's up there.
I wouldn't blame you
if you wanted to go back on our deal
and-and just be somewhere
that is good and safe.
But this isn't it.
They gave me a robe.
I know.
And slippers.
These people are hiding something from us
and I'm gonna prove it to you, okay?
I'm not leaving without you.
♪ Say then we'll be married ♪
♪ In the month of May ♪♪
Glad you' re all right.
When I saw the door was open, I worried
one of you might have gotten out.
Hello?
Aah!
No! You're crazy!
You people are crazy!
Your entire culture is insane!
I'm sure if we came to your home
- we would say the same thing.
- Get off!
No!
{ n8 ♪ I'm tickled pink ♪
{ n8 ♪ That things are rosy ♪
{ n8 ♪ And skies are blue once again ♪
{ n8 ♪ Let the bygones go bye-bye ♪
{ n8 ♪ No more will I sigh or cry ♪
{ n8 ♪ I'm tickled pink ♪
{ n8 ♪ The moon is yellow ♪
{ n8 ♪ And I'm your fellow tonight ♪
{ n8 ♪ S oon we'll greet that red-letter day ♪
{ n8 ♪ When I will pop the question ♪
{ n8 ♪ And you'll say, "Okay" ♪
{ n8 ♪ Say then we'll be married
in the month of May ♪
{ n8 ♪ I'm tickled pink ♪
{ n8 ♪ That things are rosy ♪
{ n8 ♪ And skies are blue once again ♪
{ n8 ♪ Let the bygones go bye-bye ♪
{ n8 ♪ No more will I sigh or cry ♪
{ n8 ♪ I'm tickled pink ♪
{ n8 ♪ The moon is yellow ♪
{ n8 ♪ And I'm your fellow tonight ♪
{ n8 ♪ Soon we'll greet that red-letter day ♪
{ n8 ♪ When I will pop the question ♪
{ n8 ♪ And you say, "Okay" ♪
{ n8 ♪ Say then we'll be married
in the month of May ♪♪
 

7 Episode

 I cannot wait
to see the look on everyone's faces
when they see us
return with the target.
Maximus.
This stinky old head's
mine now!
You don't think it's weird that we always
elect an overseer from Vault 31?
Some of us will be
moving into Vault 32
to start anew.
They killed my husband.
If your father were here, he...
he'd do the right thing.
I'm telling you,
radicalism is sweeping through Hollywood.
You should come to a meeting.
You should learn the truth
about where your wife works.
Mr. Howard?
I'm a big fan.
Welcome to Vault 4.
Stay out of Level 12.
Where do you guys get
your power from?
I see you've found
our fusion core.
Sandra, we're home.
Sandra?
Thank you, darling.
Oh, wait.
You thought...?
Come on, now.
Sandra, wait outside.
Lead farming, huh?
Why, hell, I probably still got
some of your lead in me somewhere.
But today...
...I'm just looking for information.
I'll tell you anything,
as long as you leave us in peace.
Say, am I out of date,
or did I hear you had three kids?
I had an older son, but he's gone.
He took up with that madwoman
in the hills two years ago.
We haven't heard from him since.
Hmm.
There's always some new little faction,
ain't there?
Brand-new team of believers
with their own dumbass ideas
about how they gonna save the world.
What did you say the name
of your eldest was?
Was it Roofus?
- I didn't say...
- That must make you Tommy.
What did you do?
- What is that envelope?
- Well, you see, daddy-o...
now, from what I can tell...
...Old Roofus got Tommy here mixed up
with that madwoman, too.
Now, according to this,
Roofus sent Tommy
a stash of caps to pay a courier
for "the safe transport
of an Enclave defector"
to that very same madwoman in the hills.
Moldaver.
But my problem is,
by the time I got this letter
off your brother,
it was a little bit hard to read.
For some reason,
I just can't make out her location.
Now, you give me that location,
and I'll be on my way.
I'm sorry.
Tell him, son.
Just tell him.
I didn't want to spend my life
digging through dirt.
I want to build something,
and we have the chance...
Tell him what he wants to know!
Or else he's gonna kill us all!
Including your little sister.
Huh.
She's...
she's at the Observatory.
Now, please, leave us.
So, what you think, Tommy?
Am I really walking out of here today,
or are you gonna try and draw on me
for what I did to your big brother?
- He won't.
- Maybe not today,
but maybe someday.
Tommy!
What is it
about California,
that we all came to this place?
Maybe it's the sunshine.
Maybe it's the friendly people.
When you think of the promise
of the American Dream,
you think of California.
But it is just a dream. It's not real.
We were told the atom bomb
meant the end of war.
That didn't work out, did it?
We were told
America's always getting better,
it's always moving toward a better future.
But the future is getting closer,
and we can see it.
Their "better future" is a cliff's edge.
And it's coming up fast, isn't it?
These soldiers that we're fighting abroad,
their families,
we have more in common with them
than we do with the people
here in power, the real enemy.
That's about all the horseshit
I can take.
Coop. Coop, come on.
Mr. Howard?
I'm sorry, I didn't hear what you said.
I said that, um...
this is about all the horseshit
I can take.
I didn't realize that America's favorite gunslinger
was so sensitive.
I have my principles,
Miss Williams, that's all.
Uh-huh. And those principles of yours...
how much did Vault-Tec pay
to take them off your hands?
Well, this is America.
Everybody has a sponsor,
and, uh, I'm not ashamed to earn a living.
Vault-Tec is
the largest company in America.
There's a lot of money
in selling the end of the world.
Well, I'm sure there's a lot of money
in selling a political ideology
- that ends in breadlines.
- Fascist.
Okay, uh, sorry, this was a mistake.
We'll be leaving.
Oh, no, I'm-I'm quite glad
you brought Mr. Howard today.
You see, it happens
that I know your wife.
And perhaps a side of her you don't.
How do you know my wife?
My research company
was acquired by her division.
We were developing this kind of technology
that's... difficult to monetize.
Cold fusion. Infinite energy.
That's what I was
on the verge of achieving
when Vault-Tec swept in and bought up
every company I'd ever worked for.
Every one of them?
So, what are you, a millionaire communist?
Hypocrisy is like violence in your movies.
If you only let the bad guys use it,
the bad guys win.
Yeah? I, uh, I got
a little showbiz secret for you.
A good bad guy doesn't
see themselves as the bad guy.
America has been locked in a resource war
for over a decade.
Vault-Tec bought the means
to end that war,
the same war you fought in,
so they could put it on the shelf.
All because it didn't fit
into their business model.
I want your help in getting it back.
- What is it?
- It's a listening device.
A listening device. You...
you want me to spy on my wife?
- Good luck with the revolution.
- You can keep it.
As a token.
I'm not a communist, Mr. Howard.
That's just a dirty word they use
to describe people who aren't insane.
We let you into our home.
Tended to your wounds,
gave you food and water.
But you had to go to Level 12.
I saw what you were doing
to those poor women.
You're experimenting on them.
It's... it's sick.
She needs to see the holotape.
All right. Play the tape.
Okay.
What is this?
- Your history.
- Overseer Hawthorne,
final log entry.
At this point,
it would be irrational of me
not to acknowledge that these may be
my last words.
But despite our results here,
I want to reiterate that a society
governed by scientists
- Honey! Hey!
- really is the ideal social structure.
What happened here
should not be used as a case study
for what happens when scientists
are given unregulated control.
- Lloyd, gimme a little help!
- And-and...
and-and hybridizing humans
with radioactive-resistant species
still has potential.
Our test subjects were
less compliant than we expected.
Cassandra! Oh, no!
No, no, no!
No!
Sorry, I haven't, uh,
seen that footage in a long time.
But it's a stirring reminder
of what this place is all about.
I-I don't understand, I...
In the lab, I-I saw your doctors...
Trying to ease the pain of the poor souls
your people lured into this place.
His ancestors were used as lab rats
by the original residents of Vault 4.
- Until the lab rats rebelled.
- The, uh,
creature in the video was actually
my Great-Uncle Peter on my mom's side.
I'm so sorry.
I...
I had no idea the original vault dwellers
here were so... so weird.
I mean, my vault's not like this.
What was the experiment in 33?
W-Well, there is no experiment.
Your ignorance cannot excuse your cruelty.
You have infected our home with violence
and now you must pay the price.
No!
Please. Please, I'm a good person.
♪ I'm tickled pink ♪
♪ That things are rosy ♪
- ♪ And skies are blue ♪
- Please!
- ♪ Once again ♪♪
- Please let me go. Let me go!
♪ Some ♪
♪ People say a man is made out of mud ♪
♪ But a poor man's
made out of muscle and blood ♪
♪ Muscle and blood
and skin and bones ♪
♪ With a mind that's weak
and a back that's strong ♪
♪ You load 16 tons
and what do you get? ♪
♪ You get another day older and deeper in debt...
Are you done?
♪ St. Peter, don't you call me
'cause I can't go ♪
- ♪ I owe my soul to the company store ♪♪
- Okay, okay, here we go.
Oh, shit.
I'm gonna fucking die.
Ow, hey! That's my foot,
it's not food, okay?
You know what?
If you were a person, you wouldn't
have any friends, you realize that?
Okay, I got to reevaluate here.
What do I need, what do I need?
This fucking stupid thing.
Oh, you want this too, huh?
Everybody wants this.
Guess what? It's mine.
You think everything's for you.
It's pretty selfish, actually,
you know that?
Bite what you want to bite,
go where you want to go.
It's always something.
Okay.
Oh, hell yeah.
You can't eat this.
You know what?
Oh, yeah, this is great.
Lot of space.
You're a loose cannon, all right?
This is a very important mission
and I can't have you jeopardizing it.
It's bigger than you.
It's bigger than all of us.
Great.
Oh, see? You got a little window
and everything.
You'll be fine.
You can breathe in there, right?
All right, got a radio tower to find.
Got to contact the Brotherhood,
get them this head,
and get me some glory.
We are all survivors here.
Lucky enough to have found
this sanctum of peace.
Of tolerance.
It doesn't matter
where you come from or what you believe.
You deserve safety.
Unless...
...you threaten that peace.
For causing harm
to a fellow survivor,
you are hereby sentenced to death...
...by banishment to the surface!
It's almost there.
Need to get that sharpened, please.
Yeah!
You're just... letting me go?
Well, that's certainly
an optimistic perspective.
You'll be killed almost immediately
on the surface
by Lord knows what.
That's why we're giving you
two weeks of supplies to take with you.
- Thank you, Cathy.
- Sure.
After that, you are on your own, Goosey.
Uh...
That's, uh...
That's... really nice of you guys.
Okay, and now it is time
to be moving along.
Can I just ask you one thing?
Obviously, someone will carry the supplies
to the surface for you.
My friend really likes it here.
And he's a good person.
He deserves to be somewhere nice and safe,
like this.
I know that I'm not really
in the position to be asking favors.
But...
...can he stay?
Backup power
initiated.
Let her go!
♪ Only you ♪
♪ Can make all this world ♪
- ♪ Seem bright ♪
- Titus, stop!
♪ Only you ♪
♪ Can make ♪
♪ The darkness bright ♪
♪ Only you ♪
♪ And you alone ♪
♪ Can thrill me like you do ♪♪
Titus, stop.
They're letting me go.
Really?
Yeah.
Oops.
Sorry.
Somebody maybe check on him.
What?
We stole their fusion core.
Well, yeah, but...
You know, I needed it for the armor.
Well, without their fusion core,
their auxiliary power
will only last a few days, and...
and then what?
No... No.
- Yes.
- No.
Giving it back is the right thing to do.
Without the fusion core,
this armor is useless.
I can't be a knight.
Well...
you can't be a knight
by stealing from people either.
Yeah, but I can help people
with this armor.
All right?
You, for example. I want to help you.
You really want give them
their fusion core back
if it means you don't get your dad?
If my dad found out
that I destroyed an entire community
to save him...
...that'd break his heart.
I can't.
Come on.
Thank you!
Thinking 'bout those oysters?
Mm-hmm.
We don't have oysters in my vault.
We have canned tuna.
But if you like oysters,
I'm pretty sure you'll like canned tuna.
I was supposed to marry a stranger
from another vault.
It didn't turn out so good.
I don't have the best luck
when it comes to strangers.
But...
Titus...
I can honestly say
you are the best stranger
that I've ever met.
You're a good person, Titus.
And if you wanted to,
when all of this is over, you could come
and live with us in Vault 33.
With me.
There's something I should tell you.
Just say yes.
My name isn't Titus. It's Maximus.
Titus is the name of the knight
who owned this suit before me.
He was threatening me, so instead
of helping him I watched him die.
And I took his armor and I lied to you.
So, all that stuff you were saying,
you know, about, um,
about me being a good person...
I just threw acid
in an innocent man's face.
And I've only been up here two weeks.
The wasteland sucks.
Yeah. Sometimes.
Do you want to come
live with me in my vault?
Yeah.
Yeah, of course.
Let's go find that head.
Hey-yo, this Is DJ Carl at KPSS,
broadcasting from the base
of the once-beautiful Hollywood Hills.
Like most weeks here at KPSS,
this week is fiddle week,
when all of my airtime
will be spent luxuriating
in my small but mighty collection
of fiddle tunes.
So, I'd encourage you to sit back
and enjoy the folksy, gutsy sound
of bygone fiddlers.
And, if you don't like what you hear,
just a reminder that
I don't take visitors at the station.
A simple postcard will suffice.
That said, enjoy the fiddling.
- Excuse me!
- Aah!
Don't kill me. I'm a doctor.
I can help you.
Haven't run into many people
traveling with a human head.
Oh, this? It's not...
It's nothing really, it's more of a...
I have to...
It's a souvenir kind of thing.
Oh, yeah?
Welcome to my humble pharmacy.
Have a seat,
my dear boy,
and let's take a look at that
tattered tootsy of yours.
Oh...
Oh.
I've seen this condition before.
Uh, someone stepped on my foot.
Yes. Sometimes fatal.
But you're in luck,
'cause I've got the cure.
I have, in my possession,
serums and potions
for every malady and misfortune
that could possibly beset
a wandering traveler such as yourself.
What's stopping me from just killing you
and taking your whole thing of drugs?
Well, when it comes to serums,
not many people know the difference
between the noxious and the benign.
A murky hue of green could aid the humors.
A brackish tint of shamrock, and...
That's the sound of your lower intestine
falling right the fuck out.
But which is which?
- Which is which...
- Fine.
- Just give me the right one.
- Okay.
Before we start,
there's the small matter of my fee.
I don't have caps, but...
Oh, my.
- Is-is that a...
- Fusion core?
You don't see those around
much anymore, do you?
But, if you do want to survive...
...not a bad trade.
Okay, here.
Okay, let's get started.
This elixir I have concocted heals all.
And I mean everything.
But I must warn you, the taste: not great.
- Just give it.
- Okay.
I'm sorry!
But the results...
Yes? The results.
Holy shit. Holy shit!
Ah, thank you.
- Sure thing, buddy boy.
- Ah...
Do you know where
I can find a radio tower?
I have to make contact with my base.
Yes, I believe there's one yonward.
Past the big crater
in the middle of the Shithole.
It's near a town
that used to be called Shady Sands.
Shady Sands?
That place is radioactive as hell.
Well, you don't have to worry about that
anymore, do you, buddy boy?
Toodles and anon.
♪ What a difference ♪
♪ A day made ♪
♪ Twenty-four little hours ♪
♪ Brought the sun and the flowers ♪
♪ Mmm ♪
♪ Where there used to be rain...
Hello, Vault 33.
In preparation for repopulating
our neighboring Vault 32,
Overseer Betty will be sending out
vault assignments later today.
Remember, wherever you end up,
that's where you belong.
♪ What a difference ♪
♪ A day made ♪
♪ And the difference ♪
♪ Is you ♪♪
What happened?
We don't know.
The medic says it looks like rat poison.
We'll find out who was behind it.
Get off of me!
I wouldn't...
I wouldn't do something like that!
Ugh. More death.
I wish it would end.
What did I tell you, Norman?
Words have meaning.
People are gonna be upset
when they hear about this.
People like to have
something to fuss about.
Oh, fuck.
Oh...
Yes.
Oh, hi, Norm.
Oh, it-it's just terrible
about the raiders, isn't it?
Don't be too long.
I'm holding the baby,
so you have to pack everything.
We'll miss you, Norm.
Hmm.
You're going too?
Yeah.
Steph and I were given
a starter home unit.
Just the three of us.
Oh.
So you're just gonna
forget about everything we've seen?
I feel like this is a good moment
for a fresh start.
You think so?
Someone obviously does.
Chet.
You're a coward.
You know that, Chet?
We all are, Norm.
That's why we live in a vault.
All right.
Let's go find your daddy.
♪ Baby ♪
♪ Why you treat me like you do? ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Baby ♪
♪ Why you treat me like you do? ♪♪
I've got three hot cocoas on deck,
two marshmallow, one plain.
Three? You have one for me?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
I'll be out there in just a minute.
Okay.
Got your hot cocoa,
sweet pea.
If you'd like,
you can have the marshmallows
off of the top of mine.
Where's Daddy?
He'll be out in a minute.
What've you got there?
You're right, Roosevelt.
What are you thinking?
Lloyd and Cassandra here
are both scientists,
specializing in the effects
of radiation on human DNA.
That's right,
and we'll be living and working
right here in Vault 4, leading a community
governed entirely by scientists.
Well, I may be a hero in the movies,
but you all are heroes in real life.
No dogs in the vault, huh?
I'm sorry, Dogmeat, but you ain't him.
Yeah, my, uh, ride
should be getting here any minute.
Thanks again for letting me
use your radio. That was really nice.
Nah, no problem.
So, you were saying earlier
that some people,
they don't, uh, like the sound
of this music, really?
Oh, people get fully mad.
- Oh.
- The thing no one appreciates is
these are the original recordings.
Oh. Uh-huh.
You can't get that warm sound anymore.
You know, the bass, the treble,
the mids.
Oh, that...
Right, yeah. Oh.
Here.
Oh, that... Okay, yeah.
That's the, uh,
that's mids, right?
- Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah.
Wow, that's really got that
- Yeah.
- thing on it.
Well, it's not on it, it's in it.
Oh, yeah, I like it. A lot, yeah.
Some people,
they're just so ignorant to music,
it's kind of sad, I would say.
- Totally.
- Yep.
Great job on these booby traps,
by the way.
Really good.
Hey, thanks.
Yeah.
That one's crazy.
Critics.
Yeah.
People just, uh, can't be nice.
Hey, is this your ride?
Huh?
Oh, shit.
Guess not. Okay.
Mm.
God, I suck without a scope.
We just want the head.
Who are you?
I'm the person who cut it off.
Okay, um...
Uh...
Oh...
Why am I not dead?
Uh, I... I-I wouldn't do that.
Well, I'm not just gonna leave it there.
Oh.
- Oh. Oh!
- No.
Oh...
Uh...
Uh...
Thaddeus.
I-I think you might be a ghoul.
Oh, no.
Aw.
I'm so stupid. I should've never trusted
a doctor that smelled like that.
Oh, boy.
The Brotherhood.
Oh, fuck.
Shit.
Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck.
- They'll kill me if they find out.
- What?
This-this is good, no?
The Brotherhood is the good guys?
Uh, it's a complicated organization.
- Thaddeus, give me the head.
- Huh?
I'll slow them down.
You'll have time to run.
You'd do that for me?
Give it to me.
Oh, thank you.
Uh, I'm sorry about...
a lot of things and I didn't mean for...
Okay. Ni-Nice meeting you. Bye.
What are you doing?
If they want a head,
I'm gonna give them a head.
Find your dad.
- Go home. That's what I want for you.
- No.
You're supposed to come with me.
They're never gonna stop
looking for the artifact.
I'm-I'm not leaving. I'm not leaving.
Trust me.
♪ You're my world ♪
♪ You're the song I sing ♪
♪ You're my guiding light ♪
♪ You're everything ♪
♪ You're my star ♪
♪ You're a diamond leaf ♪
♪ You're my miracle ♪
♪ You're everything...
I'll wait for you.
Okay? In Vault 33.
Find me.
I will.
I will.
And now
we say goodbye to all those
who are leaving us for Vault 32.
Each of them have been chosen
for their agreeability,
stick-to-itiveness,
and all of the other qualities
that make for a successful pioneer.
- And, of course, every vault...
- I'm not going.
I'm not going.
I'm not going.
I'm not going, I'm not going.
I'm not going. I'm not... Um, excuse me.
Uh, I don't-I don't live there.
I live-I live there.
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.
That was weird. Um, sorry.
I'm fine.
Proceed.
Thank you.
And of course, every vault
needs an overseer.
Which is why I have conferred
with the high council.
And we are proud to announce
as interim overseer of Vault 32,
Stephanie Harper.
And with that,
now our friends
become neighbors.
Good luck, 32ers.
Hit it.
♪ From the first ♪
♪ Hello ♪
♪ To the last ♪
♪ Goodbye ♪
♪ From the first ♪
♪ Hello ♪
♪ To the last ♪
♪ Goodbye ♪
♪ It's been awfully nice ♪
♪ To know you ♪
♪ So excuse ♪
♪ The parting sigh ♪
♪ And I'll watch ♪
- ♪ You go ♪
- Yep.
♪ With my chin ♪
♪ Held high ♪
♪ You've been dear and sweet ♪
♪ A pleasure to meet ♪
♪ A special treat ♪
♪ Say I ♪
♪ From the first ♪
♪ Hello ♪
♪ To the last ♪
♪ Goodbye ♪♪
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
 

8 Episode

You are my world.
Where are you taking him?
To the real world.
You should see it sometime.
You can change the future
if you can bring me to Moldaver.
- Just my head.
- Ow.
This is the only way
to get your dad back.
Aspirant Dane?
You're aware of their injury?
Shoot it!
You stupid motherfucker,
you know this is all your fault.
They'll kill you for this.
They don't have to find out.
It's the Brotherhood.
They'll find out.
They want a head, we give them a head.
You're supposed to come with me.
They're never gonna stop looking.
Trust me.
America has been locked
in a resource war.
Vault-Tec bought the means
to end that war.
Cold fusion. Infinite energy.
- Is-is that a...
- Fusion core?
You don't see those around much
anymore, do you?
What is the ultimate weapon
to destroy your competition?
It's time.
You ever think
about working somewhere else?
Vault-Tec exists with or without me.
It doesn't do anyone any good to complain
from the sidelines.
- It's a listening device.
- You want me to spy on my wife?
When my mother died,
what happened to her Pip-Boy?
It was buried with her.
I buried her myself.
Me... and your father.
Hello?
Find me.
I will.
Filly clear
for landing.
The locals put up a fight, but so did we.
You're wearing the Knight's red.
Where's your Knight?
He's dead.
This is not the first time
a Brother in your company
has fallen into misfortune...
...is it?
I fear you lied then.
No artifact, m'lord.
Just as you lie now.
Wait, wait, wait!
Wait, wait, wait.
Please, listen to me!
I can get you the real head.
Confess.
Don't kill me
and I can lead you to it!
I can help you!
Please, m'lord.
My injury was my own doing. Not his.
Please...
Please, I know where the head is!
For the sake of the Brotherhood,
please listen to him!
Such a display of loyalty.
Don't see that much anymore.
You think you're the first
squire who coveted his Knight's armor?
How did Titus die?
He died running.
The Brotherhood has lost its way.
We once ruled the Wasteland...
And yet power is taken, not given.
A lesson you seem to have learned.
So, if what you say is true,
and you can lead us to the relic,
then together, you and I,
we will take power.
And with it...
we will start a new Brotherhood.
With me as its head,
and the likes of you as its sword.
Your entire life,
you've been looking for a home.
Build one with me.
It's her.
Well, thank you for the ride.
Well, it's the least I could do
after I bungled your oil change.
Well, I appreciate you trying.
You know, most guys with a ride this nice,
they wouldn't be willing
to get their hands dirty.
Okay.
- I love you.
- Love you, too.
- Have a great day.
- Thank you, Coop.
Okay.
Coop!
Ah.
- Good to see you, buddy.
- Yeah.
- What's wrong?
- Uh, my Pip-Boy.
It's been acting strange.
The transmitter is always activated...
Well, maybe take it over to the boys
in IT, have them take a look...
No, no, I can fix it myself.
I just need to figure out where
the Pip-Boy is trying to transmit to...
I-I'm heading out. I promised Janey
that I would teach her some roping.
Oh, yeah? I don't have kids myself.
But I do have a training program
for up-and-coming executives,
and that's basically
the same thing.
I imagine Barb told you about it?
- Uh... no. No.
- Oh.
Well, I call it Bud's Buds.
The basic idea is
that the biggest obstacle to achievement
has been the brevity
of the human lifespan.
It's prevented us from working
on projects that require centuries,
maybe even millennia, to see through.
So ideally, Bud's Buds will keep
my project on track
- centuries into the future. Nifty, huh?
- Bud.
- We're getting late.
- Oh, yes.
- Let's go.
- Big day today.
Yeah.
Good luck.
Hey, maybe, uh, maybe we could
all go to Café Cabana sometime?
You, me and Coop?
Oh! Sorry.
Has your Pip-Boy
been acting strangely?
No. Why?
What's wrong with yours?
I'm not sure yet.
Fuck.
Lucy.
Dad.
Welcome.
Join us.
It's my turn to host, isn't it?
I've had a lot of time
to think about this moment.
You wouldn't believe the things
that went through my head.
One night, I...
actually tried to stuff an old grenade
into the neck hole.
Guess I...
was gonna walk in here and...
blow everybody up.
But it's...
not really how I was raised.
So...
if you don't mind,
I'm gonna keep things civil.
Brought you your friend.
Just like he asked.
Now, please...
...give me my dad back.
Very well.
But, first...
...what if I tell you
how I know your father?
Who he really is?
No. Lucy,
- don't listen to her.
- You think your father
was born in a vault.
Like you.
Like your brother.
The key to the future of...
- No, no, I'll get it this time.
- Hello?
The key to the future of humanity...
Oh!
The-the-the key to the future of human...
Oh, no.
This is ridiculous.
The key to the future of humanity...
Nope. Try.
- Hello?
- Nope.
The key to the future of humanity...
Ugh, I'm gonna get it.
I'll get it. Don't you worry.
The key to...
the key to the future of humanity...
Oh!
Now this is just ridiculous.
A great game of the...
Oh.
All right, all right,
this one's it. I'll get it this time.
The key to the future of humanity is a...
Uh, nope. Just maybe I have to...
Oh. Ah.
Thank you, Betty.
Wait, you're not Betty.
Or Hank.
You share only 50% of Hank MacLean's DNA.
I'm...
- his son.
- No.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
What are you?
Initiate Protocol 53.
Now, sorry, just hold still.
- Who are you?
- Wait.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
I won't answer your questions
unless you let me inject you with this.
All right, don't move.
The secret must be guarded.
Don't-don't go in there.
Don't you go in there!
Don't read anything in there!
Or turn on the lights.
Don't you access the info tree
or look at the terminal.
Wait! Just...
stay right there. Stop.
I'm coming!
What is this place?
Any idea when Barb will be back?
I'm sorry. She's in a meeting.
Something about vertical integration or...
Above my pay grade.
- Mine, too.
- Ha.
By the way, Mr. Howard,
there's a new guy who works with Barb.
Henry.
He's a really big fan of yours.
Yes. Henry.
He has called the house a few times.
Do you mind if I bring him by?
Just to meet you for a moment?
Of course.
Yeah. Always happy to meet a fan.
All of our work,
everything that we've accomplished
is the result
of this fruit-bearing collaboration
between like-minded corporations
that make America great.
On behalf of everyone here at Vault-Tec...
...welcome.
Let's call this what it is, Bud.
Your sales aren't up to snuff,
and you need money.
You're one to talk, Freddy boy.
You could lose money running a casino.
Our sales are fine.
Sure, rumors of the peace
negotiations have set us back a bit,
but we're here
to offer you an opportunity.
We'd like to collaborate
on some of our vaults.
I-I don't get the vaults.
When it's time to come out,
what if people are still alive
on the surface?
They'll be Stone Age creatures.
Probably eat whoever
steps out of your vaults.
That isn't an issue.
Our vaults have the resources
to survive for centuries.
Meanwhile, our competitors... you know,
every other human who isn't us...
will be dead on the surface.
Because after all,
what is the ultimate weapon
of mass destruction?
Time.
Time.
Time is the apex predator.
And in the event of an incident,
time is the weapon with which
we will defeat all of our enemies.
That is how we will win
the great game of capitalism.
Not by outfighting anyone,
but by outliving them.
Even if you outlive
all external threats,
here's my problem with the vaults.
You confine a bunch of rats
in a nest for a long time,
they end up eating each other.
So who's to say your rats
are gonna survive
better than those animals on the surface?
And you still haven't addressed
the fundamental question...
That is a little shortsighted,
I would say.
I don't need rats
for people on the surface.
If I could perhaps
refocus the conversation.
Come on, Barb. Set 'em straight.
When I think about the future,
I think about my daughter...
Janey.
How do I provide her
with a better future?
That's what we've invited you here
to discuss.
Yes.
And how do we design
our vault societies
so our children have that better future?
I suggest we hedge our bets.
Wait!
I am the Overseer here!
My orders must be followed!
Why isn't this working?
This is conflict resolution 101.
Where's the rest of the vault?
This is the rest of the vault.
Is this where my dad's from?
You'll never find out.
Oh. He's gonna find out.
These are Bud's Buds.
My Buds. America outsourced the survival
of this country to the private sector.
But it would have been insane
to keep a failed nation alive.
So, we kept Vault-Tec alive instead.
A well-trained staff
of highly supervised junior executives
from my own assistant training program.
Because the future of humanity
comes down to one word:
Management.
Bud here has an idea for
three interconnected vaults.
But we need more ideas.
We need your ideas.
Because it was the spirit of competition
that made our companies great,
and I propose we bring that same spirit
of competition to our solution.
We have over a hundred vaults
spread across America.
Enough for each of you to claim several,
where you can play out your own ideas
for how to create the perfect conditions
for humanity.
Whatever you want to do,
no one needs to know.
And may the best idea win.
So what's Vault 32 and 33?
Just people to be controlled?
What? No! When you put it like that,
it sounds downright morally questionable.
They're our breeding pool,
the ultimate expression of HR R&D.
Genetically selected to breed with my Buds
to create a class of super managers.
People with positivity,
people who make lemonade.
People who will inherit the Earth
after we've wiped the surface clean.
We wiped the surface clean?
We could intentionally
overcrowd a vault so people have
to compete to survive inside it.
We have been developing a robot
that delivers milk to the front door.
It's quite intelligent. I would like
to see a vault governed by it.
What about using a vault
to develop a super-mutant soldier
using illegal immigrants?
We could pump
psychotropic drugs into the air supply.
We could separate
parents and children,
and only the smartest kids
reach adulthood.
It's a fun idea.
There's a lot of earning potential
with the end of the world.
But we're talking
about making a significant investment
based on a hypothetical.
How can you guarantee results?
By dropping the bomb ourselves.
Mr. Howard?
Mr. Howard?
Everything all right, Mr. Howard?
Uh, fine.
I'm-I'm... I'm-I'm fine, Betty.
He is so excited to meet you.
A nuclear event would be a tragedy...
but also, an opportunity.
Perhaps the greatest opportunity
in history.
Because when we are the only ones left,
there will be no one to fight.
A true monopoly.
Mr. Howard.
Huge fan. I'm Henry, but, uh,
everyone calls me Hank.
Wow.
Your father has been around
for a very long time.
Part of an organization
that thought they had the answers
to all the world's problems.
You know, that scene?
That scene where
you shoot Joey Toro in the face?
Feo, fuerte y formal.
This is our chance
to make war obsolete.
Because in our current societal
configuration, which took shape without
intentional guidance, we have friction.
We have conflict, and we have war.
And war, well...
War never changes.
I was just wondering,
if-if... if you don't mind,
um, I hate to be that guy, but, do you
think you could give me an autograph?
He never told you
where he's really from,
when he's from.
He never told your mother, either.
What do you know about my mother?
She was like you.
She was kind, loving.
Curious.
Isn't that why you came
to the surface really?
Partly to rescue your father, but...
to know why I took him?
Thank you.
Wait. Dane, they're sending you?
Punishment for what I did to myself.
Hey.
I was just scared of going into the Wilds.
I had no idea
they'd blame you for it. I...
I'm sorry.
Don't be.
I was meant to go on that mission.
I met someone.
But right now, she's walking into danger.
That's why you came back.
To rescue her.
I'm leaving with her.
I am going back to where she came from.
A vault. It's a place
that's peaceful... and safe.
Where nobody ever goes to war.
What?
- Maggots, clear out!
- Yes, sir!
There's nowhere safe, Max.
And there's no leaving.
I wish there was.
Rose was so clever.
Like you.
Lucy, your mother discovered
that something was siphoning
the vault's water away.
From that one clue,
she deduced that maybe...
civilization had returned to the surface.
When she told her husband,
he said it was a ridiculous idea,
and that she should tell no one.
Lucy, let's go. Let's...
And that's when she realized
that her husband, the Overseer,
was hiding things.
Lucy, let's go.
Let's get out of here.
So she ran away.
Like you did, Lucy.
And took her children.
And she found this wonderful city
that was everything
the vaults had promised to be.
She is lying!
But then,
her husband came after her.
And when she decided not to return home,
he took the children.
And he burned that city to the ground.
Shady Sands.
She's lying, Lucy.
That's how
Vault-Tec deals with competition.
Just like they did 200 years ago.
Lucy?
What you brought me is cold fusion.
It's limitless energy.
- Lucy?
- And we can build...
- She's a murderer.
- ...our own world.
- Lucy, look at me.
- It could be a better world.
- It has clean water and medicine...
- She invaded our home.
...and power.
- But for everyone.
- Lucy?
- Because when Vault-Tec...
- She killed...
- ...bought my research...
- ...our people...
...they made it proprietary,
so only a trusted Vault-Tec minion
- can activate cold fusion.
- Do not listen to her.
All I need
is for him to give me the code.
Lucy, look at me!
Look at me!
Lucy!
My mother.
What happened to her?
I think you know.
Lucy?
Lucy?
She's lying, Lucy.
Just give her the code.
Give her the code.
Give her the code, Dad.
Well, it was great meeting you.
I actually have to get back home.
You can't go home,
son of Hank.
No.
Not with what you've learned.
So you're just...
you're just gonna keep me here?
Just until we're all ready
to go to the surface.
That could be hundreds of years.
True. That's why I'd suggest
you wait it out in your dad's pod.
Unless you want to starve to death.
Not much food in here,
except the occasional very large bug.
I'd certainly put myself
to sleep if I could.
I did what was necessary...
...to save our people.
And that woman over there...
She's no different than me.
Incoming aircraft.
The Brotherhood?
Barricade the doors!
Don't let anyone in here!
Let's move!
Move out, move out, move out.
Lucy?
I loved your mother.
But she stopped being your mother
when she left home.
When she took you into danger.
Incoming!
You've seen what it's like up here.
Everyone equally afraid,
equally miserable.
Forced to do horrible things
in order to survive.
Lucy...
I had to make a choice.
Between their violent world
and our peaceful one.
And I believe, Lucy, I know
I made the right choice.
♪ I don't want to see ♪
♪ Tomorrow ♪
♪ Unless ♪
♪ I see it ♪
♪ With you ♪
♪ Tomorrow, so they say ♪
♪ Will be a lovely day ♪
♪ A bright new sun will suddenly ♪
♪ Break through ♪
♪ But I don't want to see ♪
Go!
♪ Tomorrow ♪
♪ Unless I see it with you ♪
♪ Tomorrow, so I hear...
If the problem with the world
is factions endlessly fighting,
endlessly at war,
then what is the solution
but to get rid of the factions?
To make the world us,
only ours to shape.
♪ To see tomorrow ♪
♪ Unless you're there by my side ♪
♪ Don't want to walk alone ♪
♪ Don't want to dream alone ♪
♪ Just want you close to my heart ♪
♪ For if your love is gone ♪
♪ How can I face the dawn of Sunday ♪
♪ Or Monday? ♪
♪ I just can't face one day ♪
♪ Until you say you're mine ♪
♪ Oh, darling, please be mine ♪
♪ And make each bright tomorrow
young and new ♪
♪ But I don't want to face tomorrow ♪
♪ Unless ♪
♪ I see it ♪
♪ With you ♪♪
I'll bet that outfit makes y'all feel
like a big man, don't it?
Well, I know 'cause,
well, I used to wear one
back in the day.
There was only one problem with it.
There was a flaw
in the welding just below the chest plate.
I wonder if they fixed that
in this new model?
I guess not.
Did you get him?
I can't see shit.
Find that fucking ghoul.
Open the door, Lucy.
Open the door, let's go home.
Let's go home.
Let's go home.
Lucy.
Please. Open the door, Lucy.
Lucy. Lucy.
Lucy?
- Lucy.
- Hey. Hey.
I'm her father.
Can you get us out of here?
- Lucy, let's go. Come on, we got to get out of here.
- Wait. No.
Not with him.
Why not with him? What do you mean?
Because it was him. He...
- What?
- It was him.
- What was him?
- He...
Lucy, what?
Shady Sands.
It was him.
I'm sorry.
Lucy. You're coming with me.
No!
Hey, Max. Max. Max, wake up.
You see what this place does to people?
I'm your father, Lucy.
You came all this way for me.
You're not gonna hurt me.
God...
Oh, you want another autograph,
Young Henry?
Feo, fuerte y formal.
When your daughter said her last name
was MacLean, well,
I just couldn't believe
it was the MacLean.
Hell, this kid used to pick up
my wife's dry cleaning.
Now, I've waited over 200 years
to ask somebody one question.
Where's my fucking family?
Yeah.
Hey.
Max. Hey, hey. Hey, Max. Max, wake up.
Come on, wake up.
Wake up! God.
Come on. Come on!
Come on! Please!
War never changes.
You look out at this Wasteland,
looks like chaos.
But there's always somebody
behind the wheel.
And that's who I want to talk to.
That's where your daddy is headed.
But you let him go.
Well, it's easier to track a stuck
pig than to ask it where it's off to.
You want to know
how I know your daddy, don't you?
Let's just say that everything
about your whole little world
was decided over 200 years ago.
Now, you can stay here with him,
but when his tin can soldier friends
take this place...
and they gonna take this place...
they will kill you and everybody here.
Or you could come meet your makers.
You coming?
Hey.
Get up.
Max.
I'll find you.
Okey-dokey.
Lucy.
Lucy.
Lucy.
Rose.
We did it, Rose.
What do you suppose your Brotherhood
would do with infinite power?
Maybe you can stop them. Maybe you can't.
Maybe all you can do is try.
Is that their leader?
You killed her.
No. Dane.
All hail Maximus!
That shalt be Knight hereafter!
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
♪ We three ♪
♪ We're all alone ♪
♪ Living in a memory ♪
♪ My echo ♪
♪ My shadow ♪
♪ And me ♪
♪ We three ♪
♪ We're not a crowd ♪
♪ We're not even company ♪
♪ My echo ♪
♪ My shadow ♪
♪ And me ♪
♪ What good is the moonlight ♪
♪ The silvery moonlight ♪
♪ That shines above? ♪
♪ I walk with my shadow ♪
♪ I talk with my echo ♪
♪ But where is the one I love? ♪
♪ We three ♪
♪ We'll wait for you ♪
♪ Even till eternity ♪
♪ My echo ♪
♪ My shadow ♪
♪ And me ♪♪
 

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