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Any spoken request to leave the Silo is granted,
but it is irrevocable.
You have been asked to clean
and have been provided with materials to do so,
but you cannot be forced into cleaning.
Once outside the air lock,
you are outside the law.
Have you any last words?
Sorry for all the fuss.
We do not know why we are here.
We do not know who built the Silo.
We do not know why everything outside the Silo is as it is.
We do not know when it will be safe to go outside.
We only know that day...
is not this day.
Why'd he say it?
I can't believe they're sending the sheriff out to clean.
You know, once he said it, they didn't have any choice.
But why would the sheriff wanna go out?
It's happening.
Oh, shit. He's coming.
Oh, no.
Come on.
Damn it, Allison.
You were right.
They have to see.
- How much? - Ten.
You bet ten credits he wouldn't clean? They always clean.
Can he last three minutes before the poison gets him? That's the bet.
Come on, Sheriff!
What's he doing?
Has anyone taken their helmet off before?
Get up!
Where's he going?
To be with his wife.
The sheriff's dead. What happens now?
Fucking liar. He's a fucking liar!
Hey! Hey! Cut it out!
Stop now! Come on.
Listen up! Everybody, calm down! Listen up!
That is fucked up, no question.
But it is no excuse for us to lose our shit.
If anybody's gonna fight over a sheriff being sent out to clean,
let them fight Up Top or in the Mids.
Here, in the Down Deep, it's none of our business.
Our business is keeping the lights on.
Yes!
Keeping the generator running.
Yes!
Keeping the Silo alive!
Yeah!
Here in the Down Deep,
we'll just get shit done. Okay?
Yeah!
Okay?
Yeah!
You got a message from Karins.
We've been getting more alerts about people lining up at Recycling,
trying to get their hands on pipes, hammers...
Yeah. People are boneheads.
Well, people are scared.
Yeah, I'm gonna check in with everybody, uh, on the radio.
Do you want anything from the cafeteria?
You should go home, Sandy.
Oh, he really loved her.
If you're wondering why.
Yeah.
I'm a size medium, by the way.
Maybe 20 years ago.
The Jensen baby's due next week.
I used to be able to knock out
25 of these a year, one for every tenth kid.
Now I'm lucky if I do five.
- Drink? - Yeah.
Day like today, I think we get the good stuff.
Comes from before the rebellion.
Maybe before everything.
Thank you.
To Holston Becker.
You decide who you're gonna pick for sheriff?
I'm not looking at him?
I'll help break in the next one, but I'm going to retire.
When Jamal was retiring,
he chose Holston to be sheriff. That was easy.
If Holston had been retiring,
I could've just followed his wishes, but now...
Judicial will try and slip one of their people into the post.
Holston didn't say anything to you?
I've been looking through the mayor's ledgers. I'm up to 97.
Births. Deaths.
How much water was used that year. How many computer cables.
Was anyone sent out?
So far, not a single instance of a mayor sending a sheriff out to clean.
He went out, but you didn't send him.
I didn't bring this up 'cause I feel sorry for myself.
I brought it up 'cause I don't know
what happened before these ledgers existed.
Before the rebellion?
Before whatever caused the rebellion.
You worry it was a cleaning?
- I worry about instability. - Yeah.
That's why we need a new sheriff as soon as possible.
This is the last one we've got.
Thank you.
I need this.
- No, you're not getting it. No! You... - No. I need this.
- No, you can't have my fucking hammer! - Hey!
- Stop this shit! - I need to protect my family!
- Put the hammer down. - Hey! Cut that shit out!
Shit. Judicial.
Shit.
Deputy Brooks.
Mr. Sims, I got this under control.
Get their names.
Any idea when we'll get a new sheriff?
'Cause there's still a long line at our local Recycling,
and the deputy asked me to make sure we have enough ammunition.
Level 14 is clear.
- What are you doing? - What does it look like?
It looks like you showed up in a bad mood.
Now, you're taking it out on that toaster.
No. I'm fixing it.
Oh. You've been coming in here since you were 13...
Oh, here we go.
to fix shit, so you don't have to deal with shit.
Can you just let me work alone, please?
This have anything to do with what you said after the sheriff cleaned?
Because Shirley came by last night.
She said you stormed out, yelling, "He lied!"
Don't think I was yelling.
You know what? Coming in here, sitting in that chair, using my tools,
that's a privilege.
And the only way you get to stay here
is by telling me what in hell's going on.
Okay, then I won't stay.
You didn't come here to mend a toaster. You came here to talk.
I know that's hard for you.
Okay. Take your time.
It's about George.
It's been three months since he died.
- You're saying he lied? - No. Holston lied.
- You still think George was murdered? - Yeah.
- Yeah, 'cause he didn't kill himself, so... - How can you be so sure?
'Cause the last time I saw him,
he really wanted to show me something.
We were celebrating Cooper becoming my shadow.
George was always paranoid 'cause we weren't sanctioned,
so he never came to these things.
Computer guy!
They're making me get drunk.
Well, it looks like you're putting up a fight.
Coop,
why don't we get you some water and a chair?
Cake?
Hey, everyone knows about us. They don't give a shit.
They're not gonna send us to the mines.
You'd be fine down there, tough girl.
Hey, uh... Something happened.
Something big.
I can't tell you here, but can I speak to you after?
Yeah, sure. I work until late.
Oh, uh, then I'll-I'll tell you at your place.
Okay.
Everybody!
Where's Coop?
- Get Coop up here. - Oh.
This is all about him. Come here.
Coop, I know you're freaking the fuck out.
- You are ready to shadow Jules. - Gotta go.
Let's all give it up for Cooper! Come on.
When I got off work at midnight, I was exhausted.
I was looking forward to seeing George.
George?
- Hey. - Hey.
Well, you don't look too hungover.
I'm not. Just sad.
Why?
- You didn't hear? - I just got up. Hear what?
Computer George went off the stairs last night.
They're saying suicide.
Did you know him well?
Look, Jules, I don't know what you want me to say.
I really liked the guy.
And suicide is a crime against the Silo.
- I know. - If you have proof that he didn't jump,
you'd be saving me a mountain of paperwork. But...
But murder?
And by who? And why?
I don't know! I just know he didn't kill himself, Hank.
Okay, see, for it to be murder, you need more than that.
- You need motive and opportunity. - Don't fucking patronize me, Hank.
Hey, I'm not patronizing you, it's just...
What? Hmm?
I know you two were...
I figured, down here, who cares? The thing is,
if you were in a sanctioned relationship, this would be easier.
A partner has certain rights.
Yeah. Well...
Fuck it.
I'll run your concerns Up Top.
I'll say it came from a coworker who knew him well.
See what the sheriff has to say. He's a good man.
Nobody likes a suicide.
Come on!
That's her.
- What's her name? - What?
What's her name?
Juliette.
Juliette Nichols.
The body was found here, on this ventilation unit.
I'm thinking George must've fallen maybe 100 feet, give or take.
No witnesses.
So, nothing much more I can give you.
You seem awfully tense.
Oh, I... I'm always tense, sir.
I get it. Suicide is a serious crime.
- No, it wasn't suicide. - So you've said.
Yeah. He wasn't depressed. He wasn't giving anything away.
There was no sudden elation
that he finally made a decision that he would...
We're all taught those signs so early, people get good at hiding them.
How'd you know him?
Oh, uh, George...
Everybody knows everybody down here.
And George was the funny computer guy.
Why do you think he was murdered?
He have any enemies?
I just know he...
I told her, for murder,
you need motive and opportunity and...
Yeah, but I told you we have opportunity.
He died at 3:00 a.m?
No one's on the stairs then. Right?
Unless you're a porter.
Or going to jump.
Go to Dispatch, would you?
See if there were any porters on the stairs when it happened.
- Yeah. - Okay.
That's a nice watch. Is that a relic?
- Um, it's... it's legal. - Just said it was nice.
Look, I'm sorry about your coworker.
I'm gonna go look at his body again. Check for any signs of a struggle.
Okay.
Hate to ask, but maybe there's something you'd see that I don't.
But only if you're up to it.
Uh, no, yeah. Of... Of course. Yeah, sure. Cool.
We're looking for anything unusual.
Abrasions that wouldn't be consistent with a fall. Evidence of a fight.
- You ready? - Yep.
Some people...
cut their wrists in previous attempts.
Then they decide to be sure...
so they jump.
Even after all these years, I haven't gotten used to the sight.
- You ever seen... - Dead person? Yeah.
My brother when I was 12.
My mother when I was 13. But, you know...
you knew that, so...
Someone says murder, you look into them.
Find out what reason they might have for saying that...
The reason is 'cause he was murdered. That's why.
But you might not wanna believe it's suicide, given your history.
That's something I can understand.
Anything new?
Not really.
What they say at Dispatch?
It was a quiet night for the porters. Nobody up or down.
- Judicial's on their way. - Okay.
Possible suicide and all, they want a briefing.
You guys, uh, ask around.
See if there was anyone else on the stairs.
All right.
You want something to eat?
No.
How long were you and George in a relationship?
I won't tell anybody.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Why didn't you get sanctioned?
Why not?
Look, if we're gonna figure out what happened,
you're gonna have to tell me the truth.
When you went to my deputy and said murder,
you wanted help, right?
He didn't kill himself.
Okay.
I gotta go meet with Judicial.
Juliette, the not knowing,
it's gonna haunt you forever.
He left something for me.
What?
You being sheriff and me, not being sheriff.
I need you to promise me you're not gonna rat me out to Judicial.
Is it a relic?
'Cause if it is, I'm gonna have to confiscate it.
No, he didn't leave me anything.
Nothing to show you.
But who's to say where I found it?
The Silo's a big place.
What is this?
I don't know.
Maybe it was his way of saying goodbye. Giving you something.
He left this with it.
Where's the rest of it?
That's all there was. I don't know.
"Remember where you last saw this?"
What I'm about to show you is more illegal than any relic.
I'm sure Up Top knows about it, but they don't seem to care.
I'm from Up Top
and I have no idea where we're going.
Our agreement still apply?
Yeah.
All right.
I hope you're not afraid of the dark.
Or tight spaces.
Or heights.
- Who did all this? - I don't know.
We think it's from before the rebellion.
Hey. Careful.
- What's down there? - You'll see.
Thanks.
There were probably a hundred work lights here at one time.
Only these ones are left.
What is that?
Best guess is what's left of the machine that dug the Silo.
Theory goes, digger comes down this far,
there's no easy way to get it out,
so the founders just walled it off with a 30-foot cap of concrete.
Digger must have looked like this for, pfft, a hundred years.
Anything of value has been stripped a long time ago.
First time I saw this place,
it made me realize how little we know about the Silo.
Ready?
Oh, um, it's better not to look down.
You okay?
What is this place?
George.
He put it all together.
Last time I saw this thing was... was down here.
Was in this box.
These are why he wanted to keep us a... a secret.
You know, if he ever got caught with them, he didn't want me sucked in.
Are these all relics?
Yeah.
I don't know...
Never seen this one before.
Maybe it's what he wanted you to see?
No idea what it is.
So, George sold and traded relics?
Yeah. He was obsessed with the before time.
You know, he'd come down here on his own
and he'd be looking for something.
- Looking for what? - I don't know. He never told me.
He just said that he'd know it if he saw it.
That's odd.
This plastic wire used to be wrapped around the spool.
Wait. Hold on.
What is this?
What is that?
You see any of this before?
No.
He never mentioned this? Said what might be on it?
No.
"Instructions on how to recover deleted files."
There's handwriting on the back.
That's not George's handwriting.
It's my wife's.
Do you think your wife knew George?
Allison did some IT work for him not long before she went out.
Wh... Why didn't you tell me that?
Huh?
If George and your w...
Did... Did you talk to him?
Once.
Oh, shit. The watch.
You'd seen it before, hadn't you?
That's why you checked his wrists.
That's... That's why... That's why you knew we were together.
Is... Is that why you're here?
To see if I had anything to do with why your wife went out to clean?
I came down here to determine his cause of death.
Bullshit! You're wondering if George had anything to do
with why your wife went out to clean.
And I'm gonna have to tell Judicial his death was an accident.
Wh... Why? Why would you do that? He was murdered!
- By who? - I don't know by who!
There's a reason why George hid this.
Maybe it'll tell us why... why... what happened to him.
I don't know why he hid a fucking hard drive.
This is a red-level relic, making it a threat to order in the Silo.
I don't care about the order in the Silo. I want you to do your job!
Maintaining order in the Silo is my job.
What about finding out the truth?
I've gotta get this into the incinerator before anyone else finds it.
- No. - That's enough!
Maybe if you'd listened to your wife, she'd still be alive right now!
To get to my office, I have to walk through the cafeteria.
So, now I go to work before dawn,
and I come home after dark
just so I don't have to see her body on that hill.
Allison asked questions too.
She was never afraid.
Then please... Just...
help me.
I'll keep trying to find out what happened to George,
but you have to stay quiet and you have to keep your head down.
Stop wearing that watch!
It may be legal, but it draws attention.
When I find something, I'll send word.
A signal.
I promise.
What kind of signal?
You'll know it when you see it.
Anything I can do while I wait?
I have to figure out what this is,
and you need to trust me.
Yeah.
You actually said if he'd listened to his wife,
she'd still be alive?
And you wonder why you never heard from him again.
Jules, y-you could've told me this before.
- He asked me to wait, so I waited. - And you got no word, no sign.
Well, I'm sorry you didn't get the answers you were hoping for,
but maybe you should take a day.
Maybe do something. Take your mind off it.
Maybe I should keep my mind on it.
I didn't show the sheriff everything.
Bottom half of the note George left me.
"I found what I was looking for."
Why didn't you show this to the sheriff?
George told me that whatever he was looking for
was more dangerous than any relic.
He was afraid me even knowing about it could get me sent out.
What was he looking for?
Jules, this is getting dangerous.
Yeah.
Um, I'll fix this later.
No, you won't.
Yeah. No, I won't.
Um... Okay.
Hey.
Try not to get yourself killed down there.
Yeah.
I've got the judge's picks for sheriff.
Four mediocre candidates
just to shine a light on the one she really wants.
- Paul Billings. - I remember him. He was a deputy.
Yeah, in the Mids.
He was a good guy till he abandoned us for Judicial.
He got married and he wanted better hours.
To be honest, Paul Billings wouldn't be the worst.
I don't want someone who's not the worst.
I keep thinking any minute
someone's gonna come through that door
and tell me there's an armed mob coming up the stairs.
And 140 years of peace is gonna go down the drain.
And my next thought is, I have to go talk to Holston about this.
Yeah. I think the same thing about ten times a day.
I wish he'd said who should take the job.
He did.
- He left a note. - Why did you wait until now to tell me?
Because it's ridiculous, and if anything,
it's a sign he wasn't quite there at the end.
- Who'd he choose? - You might wanna top off your drink.
"In my final act as sheriff, I, Holston Becker,
nominate Juliette Nichols of Mechanical as my successor."
- Juliette Nichols? - She's an engineer.
"Even if she refuses, I ask that this badge,
my personal property, be given to her. Holston Becker."
Why her?
Like I say, he wasn't in his right mind at the end.
I wanna meet her.
Are you sure?
I said meet her, not give her the job.
I'll message and have her start up tomorrow.
No. I'll go to her.
Oh, yeah? 144 levels?
I just sent a sheriff out to clean.
I need to walk the Silo. The people need to see their mayor.
You've got a lot of rope.
Yeah.
What do you need it for?
To get where I'm going.
Okay. Where's that?
The past.
The past?
What are you looking for?
Well, what I'm looking for isn't nearly
as important as what I've found.
Mm-hmm?
You.
Wow. You idiot.
Seriously, what are you looking for?
Uh, if I find it, I'll let you know.
- Get off me... Okay, okay, okay. - Tell me. Tell me.
I think it's a door.
Hmm?
A door?
What do you mean, a door?
Uh. I... I saw it on a... a-an old drawing.
It's at the end of a short tunnel.
W-Well, what's behind it? How do you even know it's real?
Well, I don't know. That's why I need to find it.
It's somewhere down at the bottom.
At the bottom?
There's water. There's water down there.
Why would anyone put a door at the bottom?
- I know that the water scares you. - Yeah, it scares me, George.
'Cause you sink in water and you can't breathe.
What if you... What if you fall off the rope?
What if you can't get back up again? What if...
I'm gonna be careful.
Okay, make me a deal. Um...
if you're gonna go down there,
I, uh... I don't wanna know about it until after.
Okay?
Deal.
Okay.
No!
Fuck.
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