Season 1 RECAP - We're Alive: Descendants

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Alvin, you done yet?

Hold on.

Yes, it's definitely the correct tunnel this time.

We're so close to finding Ink's old lair.

Maybe closer than you think.

We found something.

This might be it.

I have to go.

I'll report in after.

This is it.

Easy, cunzy.

The desk!

The desk where he.

What exactly did he do here?

He had notes about his infected ink wrote everything down.

Saul told Cody.

He saw it.

Something's lived.

class of 2027 of the Westport Military Academy.

You've made it,

Madam President.

There's been an incident.

You should come with me.

In the middle of my daughter, there's been an attack

this morning.

The 4 a.m.

train left Westport.

Six crossers have attacked us right outside their border.

It's the Red Guard.

They're using a tank, for Christ's sake.

Michael!

Yes, yes, defense.

Michael Cross!

Dude who raised me?

Get into my office.

Do you have any understanding of what's at stake here?

Oh, maybe more than you do.

Not one person has been attacked by an infected behind our walls in 17 years.

Like you always said, it only takes one.

Meanwhile, I have 72 Westport citizens missing, and that was all by humans.

Why would anyone do that?

Do not ever forget.

There are still monsters among men.

So, what are we doing here?

We're checking out a report of a disturbance in the area.

Dean, can you check this out?

Who is it, Vera?

What is that number?

What is Dean saying?

Find us a safe place to land.

Already on it.

Who is it, Vera?

Dean.

Holy shit.

A new tunnel entrance.

Nick, there's a bunch of tools and shoe prints.

You think it was bandits?

Worse.

Followers.

Who's that?

Zealots, mostly.

Easily corrupted people.

No, worse than that.

They're rooting for us to lose this war.

They think infected are the next stage of us.

Movement!

He signature.

It's alive, and it's coming this way.

Infected?

No way to know.

We all look the same through this.

Do not fire unless I give the order.

Movement on this side.

Aim behind us.

We're surrounded.

Where the hell is it?

Did it just second?

Cool.

So no word on Nick, huh?

Mira, I am am tired of not asking.

None.

Do you want help?

What?

It's a simple question.

Do you want help finding him?

Nick's helicopter, the Black Swan, has completely gone off the tracking grid.

Along with several from the team.

Lisa Grant, Alex Brown Robbins, Pat Hanover,

and Vera.

Are they missing?

That's all we know.

This is it.

This is where they landed.

Yeah, you're right.

Look over here.

Lots of tracks, but that's it.

Looky, looky what I found.

A dart.

Why use a dart?

It's meant to be a sedative, non-harmful.

Hard to use use effectively, you have to be close.

Sounds like you know where that's from.

No, but I know the type of people who use them: trappers.

Trappers?

Slave traders, whatever you want to call them.

So, the

other guardians?

Vera, Nick, and Alex?

They were taken?

Probably why the helicopter is missing, too.

Sold off to the highest bidder.

Where are we?

We're fucked is where we are.

How'd we get on a train?

Damn it.

They got everything, didn't they?

Tanya's journal.

Shit!

It's gone!

Ah!

Hey!

Hey, shut your mouth and cut the chatter.

Or I start cutting you.

Hey, who else is in here?

It's just Alex and I.

That's it.

Alex, Lisa, Nicholas, and me.

Only four guardians.

Then, who else is in here?

Vincent.

I'm a traitor, nomad, gun for hire.

That doesn't matter anymore.

They took everything I owned.

Picked us clean, too.

Stole our chopper, gear,

all of it.

I woke up when we were flying back.

Heard her talking to their buyer.

Sounded like...

the boar?

Fuck, really?

The boar?

A trapper of this level?

They're going to see the boar.

Shit.

Lots changed since we were last out.

The boar?

That a place?

Prim.

They took our people to the slave city run by the boar.

Which means we need to get on the road now.

Welcome to the other side of the wall.

So what now?

They take us to some work camp?

What are they going to do with us?

You're on this train.

Which means you're something different.

What the hell are you talking about?

They know you can put up a fight.

Because you've been trained.

Yeah, so?

They see see potential in you.

Potential for what?

To play

in their games.

Alright, follow me.

Infected fighting pits?

That's what they run here?

There's an exit in every game.

Pre-chosen tunnel hidden somewhere inside each arena.

Door in the basement of a house or the back of a semi-truck.

They're designed to be hard to find but accessible.

And they lead out of the arena.

That's how you win?

Every time.

The exit tunnel will take you back to the starting point, the winner circle, where you'll be made a citizen.

Spectators wouldn't pay money if there wasn't an honest chance.

What the hell is that?

Something new.

There's an infected in that pen?

That sounds big.

How'd they get this one?

Took a hell of a lot.

That's all I know.

How is it talking?

Get back!

Wait.

That's enough, that's enough.

Hey, take him to be processed.

He's looking at you.

Me?

Impossible.

Anything past first generations,

they don't have residual memories.

No way it could.

There are bedrooms down the halls to my left and right.

A kitchen behind me, training area on the left, and bathroom facilities on the right.

My quarters are upstairs.

You don't have access.

So you're locked in here, too?

I'm still a part of the game.

You're just my ticket to the next level.

I'm supposed to deliver these.

Got your fresh linens too and clean jumpers, all your sizes.

All gray.

Here you are.

Put them on yourselves.

Alvin, tell us what you know already.

Come on.

I was able to sketch out the overall layout of the arenas from the compound map on the wall.

Each arena is a meticulously planned ecology to match the infected's natural environments, or else some of them would just die.

We better hurry if we're gonna make it back down before the orders get here.

Now, wait.

Earlier, I noticed you had some pages.

From the crash site?

Yeah, I did.

What did they mean to you?

Everything.

Uh, how many do you already have?

Yeah, where did you get all those?

Gathering them.

from around.

Nick, these look exactly like the ones you found.

Those are Ink's writings.

He's the one from the crash site.

Burn every one of those pages.

Burn them?

Hold what?

These would have been buried when Saul blew up the tunnels.

Someone went digging.

What the fuck did you do, Alvin?

What else did you find?

I did nothing.

Nothing.

What came out wasn't nothing.

Who is Cole?

You know.

How?

Oh, God.

Did you see it?

You saw it too.

I didn't even know if it was real.

Let it out.

We didn't know.

We didn't know.

What the hell is cold?

What are you guys talking about?

I was hoping it was a bad dream.

You gave us that nightmare?

You can't even see it.

It's just darkness.

And those green eyes, the kind you don't forget.

They must be his.

Ink's dead.

Ain't no one got eyes like that no more.

Breathe.

I think it's dead.

The blade is now too.

Completely dull.

That's gonna be your weapon of choice.

Well, hopefully something like it.

What about this one?

A katana.

You had this all this time.

No, actually, uh, this is from when I found Alvin.

He can't have it, and I was gonna sell it, but I thought you might have a better use, seeing what you could do with it.

Figure if they were letting you have a weapon in there, might as well be something that you want.

End of the hole for processing.

Roll up your sleeves for a blood sample.

Um, wait, what?

I'm not doing that.

Why the hell would you need samples?

For if and when you get out.

We need to know your blood type.

Who the hell are you?

Hey, show some respect.

The boar.

Ma'am, I didn't know you'd be here.

Special circumstances.

You don't usually look your slaves in the eye before you send them off to the slaughter?

Seriously, this is the lady sending us in there?

You're the reason we're here?

You add this?

Fucking feed us to them like we're nothing?

Does it look like that bothers me?

Such vigor, such attitude.

The guardians of Westport.

Wonder how long it'll last.

And Dot, where do I begin?

It is a privilege and an honor to meet you.

Excuse me?

Her?

Dot.

She was the last resident from the city of Lost Souls.

What?

Where's that?

Fort Bragg.

No one survived from there.

She did.

Somehow.

Dot, Dot.

best of luck.

Alright, we're in.

I've got a bad feeling about this.

Let's just focus on finding the kits and getting out of here.

Well, it may take some time, but if we keep our chins up, we might get lucky.

Gosh, shit.

Found them.

What?

Where?

On the poster there.

Nick, Alex, Vera, and Lisa, along with a few others.

Guardians of Westport.

What does that mean?

Mira.

It means.

Here we go.

They're already inside.

You could swim, right?

Done.

That's yes, right?

Die.

Welcome to Winter Wonderland!

Shit, that's cold.

They gave us one clothes, but it's still not enough.

I think that was the point.

Look, we ain't gonna last long enough for it to matter if we don't get any warm.

Just watch the trees for the infected.

What the fuck did Alden call them?

Yetis.

Or ice crawlers.

Those are the two species in here.

What book is that?

It's an old journal.

Has a lot of extra info on the affected and how they evolved.

What does that book say that might help us?

Hmm.

Yetis don't like fire.

Seems like a good way to keep them back.

Good way to also let everything know where we are.

Hey, man, that's what the book says, and I tend to believe it.

How do you know?

I trust the author.

Then who would that be?

My grandma wrote it.

before she died.

She was a bit of a explorer, documented the infected, and

this was a gift.

Really?

Why would anyone ever want to do that?

Well, she wanted people to understand them more.

The more someone knew, the better chance they had to survive against them.

Hmm.

Know your enemy.

Yes, exactly.

Hello?

Boar

I don't know you

do I

you don't

but you know the words

What's your name?

Mira

Mira Mullen

And what's your real name

Mira Amsel

That's what I thought.

You have your ring?

You're not wearing it.

People know what to look for now.

I can never be too sure.

I have to wear mine around my neck.

I understand.

I never wear mine anymore.

Tusks.

So you're a chisholm.

I knew it.

Really?

Well.

Figured if anybody was running this place,

they had to be part of the family.

You know how it is.

From life

till death.

I found out who gave Nick the journal.

The one he followed.

We traced it back.

To Hope.

She was the one?

Said it was from Tanya, that his grandmother wanted him to have it.

Look, there may be something else, too.

I didn't want to think much of it at the time, but when we went to ask someone about the journal, Dean picked the door lock pretty easily.

He had the right tools and everything, and Ruth was with us, and it did not seem to surprise her.

And then, how willing Mira was to go after Nick, almost forcing it?

I know this sounds crazy, but

what if all three of them are involved?

Do you know something?

Maybe.

But I thought they were all long gone.

Who?

I hope it's not true.

Lockpicking, sneaking around, false names.

I've seen it before.

Peggs.

What if this family is the family?

Pegs,

do you remember Oliver?

Or at least I think that's what his name was.

That guy you dated?

That was so long ago.

We did more than just date.

Oliver Blackburn.

The girl in the Heartland arena?

Vera is his daughter?

Never knew he had a blood daughter.

He didn't either.

Not till years later.

She doesn't even know.

No wonder Vera's gotten this far.

We've got movement coming from the northeast.

Stand by.

Help!

Uh, he's calling us.

Help me!

Please!

Human survivor, we have a survivor.

Stand by!

I'm hurt.

Please.

I need help.

Alright, come on.

What's your name?

Judd!

What kind of infected did this to you?

Coal!

The tunnel!

At the old

arena.

What the hell is coal?

Tunnels.

Sir!

Sir!

Stay out of the OR!

Come on!

In the observation room!

Carl knows!

They let it out!

The director!

He's infected!

He has to be!

Put him down!

Now!

Madam President!

Come with me!

You need to go!

I want everything burned and sterilized.

If anything moves in here, kill it again.

CJ, what?

What happened?

What is it?

He was becoming something different.

Are you sure?

How could you tell?

Their eyes used to go white.

That man in there,

his were going black.

We've been down here forever.

You sure this is the way?

Someone's coming.

Dot!

Will?

What the hell?

How did you- It worked.

You're here.

Mm-hmm.

They all think you're dead.

We need to hurry.

I have to get back before they know I'm gone.

Move aside.

I stole the key.

You?

You're the one who helped Dot?

Uh-huh.

All right, we're past the wall and it's dark.

No one should see you.

What the hell would we do now?

What do you think?

Go.

Get help.

And don't let them catch you.

Dot.

You see something?

The hell is that?

That thing is massive.

It's impossible.

Couldn't still be alive, could you?

There was only one horse who ever liked my dad.

Demon.

Unbelievable!

Is it you?

This is my dad's horse.

Dahl?

He might let us get on his back.

Help me up.

Shit's about to go down.

These tribes do not get along.

Do they understand one another?

Maybe.

The only chance we have is through that grate.

He's not gonna let up now.

I doubt we'll be able to run from here.

Then how are we going to get back to the truck?

We can't get past Buffalo Bill.

I'll have to distract him.

What?

Dreaming your gun.

Take the katana.

When I shoot, you go.

I'll run around, aim for his face, buy you sometime.

You better go!

I hope that's strong enough.

We made it, Lisa.

We made it.

I can't believe it.

It's over.

Fuck!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Lisa!

Lisa, wake up!

Lisa!

Not!

Not this!

You can't do this to me now!

Come on!

No response.

Let's go ahead and charge the 200 again.

Clear!

Nothing.

Alright, she's still flatlined.

20 milligrams of Evan, 20 milligrams of atropine.

Let's do it one more time.

Just made it out.

Come on, Lisa.

Come on.

Ministry now.

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

We gotta call it.

No!

You can't give up, please.

This is Iola Statley, W News, with a breaking report.

This morning, in an emergency session, several Westport Council members voted to instigate the process of an emergency-free election.

Polls for President Zhang continue to show wavering support after allegations of mishandling the response to the Westport train attack, along with the rising tensions between Westport and the Republic leadership.

This would be the only time in her 11-year tenure that President Zhang will likely have to defend her title and position.

Where are we at, Sergeant Major?

Regarding the situation with the Republic, we've stationed troops at all our forward outposts, just like Michael wanted.

Since then, we have been stockpiling on munitions and supplies or whatever is available.

All the alternative rail lines to the UA have been cut off by the Republic.

Meanwhile, the Republic continues to move their heavy armor into their newly annexed land.

Bringing them closer to us.

What if there was any way to negotiate?

I mean, what do they even want?

Every time we've tried communicating with their leadership lately, we've received no response.

But I know what they want.

It's what they've always wanted: new Rotterdam.

They want our shipping port to the Pacific.

Then Then they want our farms, our resources, and our people.

All 350,000 of them.

7 a.m., proceed to your designated areas.

Workday has begun.

Those awful people.

It's a slave camp.

Must be who built this place.

Look at all of them.

Grant!

Grant!

Over here!

Who is that?

He's one of our rail line conductors, the one that went missing.

Grant!

No.

Mira?

Oh, thank God, Mira!

It is you!

What the hell are you doing here?

I was gonna ask you the same thing.

We were forced into this place.

But listen, I don't have much time.

Please, you have to contact Westport.

Let them know we're here.

I will, I will.

But we, who else is with you?

Everyone who survived the train attack.

Wait, this is who was ambushed by the Republic?

Yes, but it wasn't them.

Obviously.

I mean, it was made to look like them, though.

The attackers had red coat uniforms, and even their tanks hit the entire rail line hard.

I didn't know who it really was at the time when I called it in.

Why would Prim do that?

Wait, so the boar's involved in this too?

Could that mean she's trying to start a fight between the Republic and Westport?

Oh, no idea if that's the case.

All I know is that they just took us all in here and it.

Oh, shit.

Listen, someone's coming.

I have to get back.

Please, you have to get a hold of Westport.

Tell them what's going on here.

Dot?

Dot?

What?

Dot, dot, dot, dot.

Oh.

It's called the Atlas.

It's an old missile silo.

Dod?

No, no, no, no.

Calm down.

It's not like that anymore.

It's very different now.

At least that's what I was told.

There's a bunch of converted rooms, places to grow food, gun range, movie theater, anything you can imagine.

I was told it was almost magical.

And uh,

my mother used to live here.

died

Well, this is the comm room a lot of the radio gear is fairly old

I doubt much if it still works anymore, but when it was a missile silo the military did allow long-range transmissions

you talked to anyone with this stuff

Bet you could find someone out there

game here.

We have an encore event that will take us back into the old stomping ground stadium.

The last surviving contestants have agreed to a winner-take-all bonus round.

No fucking way.

Why would they do that?

Rumor has it they caught three of you coming to collect Nick and the others.

I'd say the boar is doing a trade.

Life for a life.

She can't do that.

You're right.

Unless they agreed to it.

Honestly, I think the Boar would do just about anything to keep you, Westporters, from leaving.

Why?

You all have seen too much.

She likes to keep everyone close.

Or dead.

Why are you telling us this?

Aren't you on her side?

I got trapped.

Same as them.

Oh my god!

Are those infected in those pens?

I've seen all this before.

Not this, you haven't.

By the loading dock.

Those are dead ones down there.

What?

The infected that were just killed in the arena, the ones the handlers could get to.

Their bodies are being shipped off somewhere.

Various subspecies, too.

Bulls, skinwalkers, sea dogs.

Where are they going?

They wouldn't tell me.

Outside my pay grade.

I don't need to tell you, a dead infected is almost as dangerous as a live one, especially when they start to decompose whatever the intent it is not gonna end

just let them pegs yeah pegs listen

in

my

in my desk

there's

what what

there's

let you pegs

What, Michael, let me what?

Give us the room.

No, I'm not leaving.

Pegs.

Michael, someone get me the crash cards.

Fight him.

Peggs, you need to let me through.

Fight him.

Peggs!

All right, Ruth.

Start talking.

You're both a part of the families, aren't you?

Aren't you?

Yes.

Dean is only attached by blood, Bloodborne.

He's not a full member yet, but Mira and I are.

What does that even mean?

You know bits and pieces about who we are, but there's a lot more to it.

We have to live in secret.

It's how we've been able to exist for hundreds of years.

See, there's not just one family, there's three.

The Amsels, the Blackburns, and the Chisholms.

Each household has their own tree and hierarchy.

Even a few variations and surnames within their own families.

I'm from Blackburn, and Mira is from Amsel.

We don't have any knowledge about who attacked Michael,

but

we do think it might have been someone from the families.

Why do you think that?

The knives.

Family members are trained in a lot of forms of combat.

Killing with those is one of them.

By the way it was done, and then after what Michael said about Angel,

Angel Tenuto was a family member, but

he's been dead for what?

Over 17 years now?

Maybe it was someone meant to look like him.

A disguise to frame someone else.

We don't know.

But

why would anyone want to kill Michael?

If a family member is murdered, a vendetta is established, where the family can't move on until whoever is responsible for their death is brought to justice.

We think someone might have blamed Michael for Angel's death.

Where are we?

What part of Prim is this?

God!

The slave camps?

How do we get all the way over here?

Are they fighting back?

Finally?

It's not them.

The guards are shooting at someone over there.

God, Alex, you came back.

Who is that?

Nakoma.

I'm stuck over here.

Yeah!

Now, so are we.

What are you doing?

Trying to help.

Uh-oh.

We got company.

Three more goods coming this way.

Keep them back.

Damn it.

You're getting closer.

Nakoma, others are moving to flank us.

Does that mean we're fucked?

Kinda.

Hostiles down.

All of them.

It's clear.

No shit.

Dot!

What?

Over there!

On the perimeter wall.

Is that one of yours?

I thought that might be one of yours.

Dot!

Dot!

Dot, Dot!

She's with you, right?

Right?

No way!

Didn't think I'd see you again for a while.

Yeah, those are the bad guys, right?

No, please tell me those are the bad guys.

Really bad ones.

Can't believe you came.

See all those gates?

Break them open.

Let these people go free.

There's a tunnel entrance over there.

We mark the way out with glow sticks.

We'll take them out of here.

To where?

Just head away from the city.

This place isn't gonna be safe for long.

If anyone wants to stay and fight, let them.

All right.

I can do that.

Jackal!

Yeah!

Are you in infected management still?

I am!

But that little bugger Alvin suck away!

He doesn't matter now.

Go to the control board.

Release every infected we have in containment into the stadium.

What?

You can't be fucking serious!

Do I sound like I'm joking?

Do it!

Do it now!

Whoa!

Something just blew a big damn hole in the wall

now.

We have our way out.

Oh shit!

Let's go!

There's an exit!

We have an exit, you're sure now's our chance.

We just need to get there.

It's on the other side of the stadium.

Hold up.

The infected.

They're escaping now, too.

Wait.

I don't know if

that's good or...

At least they won't be in our way.

Come on!

There they are!

Down there along the edge!

Nick!

Nick!

They're alive!

No way!

Riley!

Alex!

Not!

You're alive!

How did you...

Will showed us the way out and then helped us escape.

Right after the match started, we brought help.

He couldn't have done that for all of us?

Whatever.

What the hell are you guys doing?

Getting your asses out.

What does it look like?

And Nacoma?

She helped with all of it.

We couldn't have done it without her.

I can't believe this.

We're all getting out of here.

We're all getting out of here.

Shit!

Bill's behind us!

Bill's behind us!

No!

That's it!

Shit, are you bit?

No.

It just got knocked aside.

A bunch of infected bum rushed us while we were trying to get out.

Here,

take my spear.

I can barely lift it.

We can trade.

You know how to use a dart gun?

Which ones are the most potent?

They're color-coded.

Red is the strongest.

Yellow, not so much venom, more paralyzing than fatal.

Oh.

Good to know.

Just be careful.

You need to aim at the skin.

Don't waste any because there aren't many.

Ow!

Vincent.

Oops.

Vincent.

Kind of sucks, doesn't it?

Now you know what it feels like.

Vincent, don't just stand there.

Come on.

Nick!

Nick!

Have it your way.

The fuck?

The hell are you doing?

Vincent.

Sorry, but if this is the way it's gotta be,

then this is the way it's gotta be.

Vincent!

Is it is that?

What?

What happened to Vera?

Wait, wait up!

Where are you going?

Vincent!

Vincent!

What happened to Vera?

What's wrong with her?

Oh no.

Where are you?

Where?

Damn it!

Vincent!

Help!

Help me!

You

did it!

Get back here!

Get off!

Damn it!

No!

No!

You didn't!

No!

You bit me!

Oh, fuck!

Damn it!

Walrus, are you seeing this?

What?

Nicholas,

he's still going.

So?

It happens slow sometimes.

Not against an advanced infected like that.

And a bite that hard?

A person would show at least some signs.

Look at his heart rate on the life tracker.

We've seen people turn before on this.

You can see a difference.

But Nick...

still looks

relatively normal.

What?

What are you thinking?

I wonder if we might have an...

anomaly on our hands.

CJ?

Hey?

About what Michael

managed to tell you before

you went through his office?

We found only pieces, really.

Some scattered notes, a few were pretty old, others that looked more recent.

Does it make sense of anything he said about the director or whatever?

Apparently, Michael has been dealing with this person for some time as far back as 2019 and

only by that name.

Director is only mentioned in the call logs, the rest was removed or shredded.

Seriously?

Well, what about the other thing he was trying to say?

Let you or let you or something?

Now, that we did find.

It's a location on a map he had.

A place called Lechugia.

Letugia?

Where is that?

New Mexico.

It's actually not far from the Republic.

Dean, I need you to get something.

Something

big.

Nicholas, can you hear me?

Wake up, please, please, wake up, we don't have much time left.

Oh,

you got beat out bad.

Choked out like a chicken.

What?

What?

Where's Vincent?

He left.

I couldn't stop him.

Vincent!

Nick, wait!

Oh boy.

No,

no, no.

No, no, Vera!

He took off with her on the plane.

We can't.

We can't let him get away, okay?

There has to be a way.

The boar has other planes.

The only possible chance you have now is to follow him, but

which one?

I...

I...

that plane.

It'll have enough range, same as the one that he took.

Great.

All right, people, we have to move now.

We can't stay here.

Head southeast.

We'll find our way from there.

Get as far from the city as possible.

What about the rest of my friends?

I told them to meet us here by the tree.

And if we leave...

Alex, if they're not already out, they're not going to be.

And if we don't leave now, we won't get very far.

That's just how it is, right?

Damn it,

they better not have gotten stuck in there.

Oh no,

I remember you.

You remember me,

Cole?

I'm listening.

What should I do, Vera?

What would you want of me?

What?

Madam!

There's a...

They just.

I know.

The scouts report

at least a hundred Republic tanks and countless red coat troops.

How far are they now?

About 500 miles.

But they are on their way here.

That's for sure.

I never thought it would actually

come to this.

Wait, what?

What are you thinking?

There's only one possible response.

Ready, the Guardians.

We are going

to war.

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