Fallout (2024) s02e01 Episode Script
The Innovator
1
♪♪
[Vault door clanking]
Stop! Lucy!
[Lucy MacLean]
I'm looking for my father.
You are my world.
[Lucy] He was kidnapped
by this woman named Moldaver.
[Wilzig] You need to go home.
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'm not going back without my dad.
Then you will have to adapt.
[Honcho]
A bounty came down.
Somebody made a run
from the Enclave.
[Quintus]
This target has with him an object
of profound potential
to harm our nation
or to save it.
[cocking gun]
-[Ghoul] Where is it?
-[Lucy] You can't treat people like this!
[screaming]
[Ghoul]
Yeah? Why's that?
Because of the golden rule.
"Do unto others as you would have
done unto you."
What are you?
Oh, I'm you, sweetie.
♪♪
You just give it a little time.
[Kate Williams] Vault-Tec
is the largest company in America.
There’s a lot of money in selling
the end of the world.
-[Cooper] What is it?
-[Kate] It's a listening device.
You want me to spy on my wife?
[Barb] I will do whatever it takes
to make sure the people I love
that is you and that is Janey
go into a special Vault
for management.
[Kate] America has been locked
in a resource war.
Vault-Tec bought the means
to end that war.
Cold Fusion. Infinite energy.
-Whoo.
-[device beeps]
[Barb]
A nuclear event would be a tragedy.
But also an opportunity.
Because war, well
war never changes.
♪♪
The water chip is destroyed.
The Vault only has enough water to keep
our population alive for two months.
[Betty]
We are the lucky ones.
Three Vaults separated to prevent
the spread of threats.
You don't think it's weird that we
always elect an Overseer from Vault 31?
Steph's from Vault 31.
[Betty] Some of us will be moving
into Vault 32 to start anew.
[Norm]
Is this where my dad's from?
[Bud Askins/Brain-on-a-Roomba]
These are Bud's Buds.
My Buds.
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.
You know,
I actually have to get back home.
My name isn't Titus.
It's Maximus.
Titus is the name of the Knight
who owned this suit before me.
[roaring]
[Lucy]
You're a good person.
The Wasteland sucks.
[Maximus]
The Brotherhood.
They're never gonna
stop looking for the artifact.
Find me.
I will.
♪♪
Give me my dad back.
But first
what if I tell you who he really is?
Shady Sands.
Your father burned that city
to the ground.
I wonder if anyone survived.
♪♪
[Maximus] I did.
[Hank] 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.
[Hank]
You see what this place does to people?
Now I've waited over 200 years
to ask somebody one question.
Where's my fuckin' family?
It's easier to track a stuck pig
than to ask it where it's off to.
Now you can stay here
or you could come meet your makers.
♪♪
Okey-dokey.
[troops]
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
[Ghoul]
You look out at this Wasteland,
looks like chaos.
But there’s always somebody
behind the wheel.
[Peggy Lee: "Cheek to Cheek"]
Heaven ♪
I'm in heaven ♪
[Mr. Handy]
Could I help you have a better day?
And my heart beats so
that I can hardly speak ♪
[crowd shouting]
And I seem to find
[Robert House] Look, our primary concern
at RobCo Industries
is creating greater efficiency
in the workplace.
If the American government
needs a hand
in settling our more
international disputes
well they know who to call.
[Bill]
Goddamn parasite is what he is.
We didn't vote for this dumb maggot.
[stranger]
Oh, yes we did.
-[pool balls clacking]
-[lighter flicking]
Every dollar spent is a vote cast.
And that fellow right there,
he has more votes
than every one of those
pan-headed politicians in Washington.
You his biggest fan or somethin'?
[tense music playing]
Why yes.
Yes, I believe I am.
And if the will of the American people
was to endow that man
with a significant portion
of its wealth, well
well, good golly,
that can't be a bad thing now, can it?
What trade are you in, friend?
Construction.
Ah. So you must use
the H&H Nail Gun.
It's a marvelous machine.
Nice in the hands,
smooth action.
Sure beats using a silly old hammer,
doesn't it?
Why, I thought you'd be grateful.
"Grateful." [chuckles]
I think you're in the wrong bar, pal.
Hmm, obsolescence.
[clicking tongue]
It's a heck of a thing.
You know, I try and see it
from your perspective,
but it's hard to imagine being so dim
as to be caught off guard
by the inevitable.
[grunting]
[stranger]
Ah Ah!
Hit me in the mouth.
I think I'd enjoy it.
[grunting]
-[wheezing, groaning]
-[men laughing]
I'm rarely wrong, but let's move on.
[button clicking]
That is $31 million.
Now, what would you do
for all of that money?
Short of ideas?
Well, that's no surprise.
How 'bout I offer you one?
[objects rustling]
Allow me to put this
on the back of your neck.
What the hell is it?
Oh, just call it good old-fashioned
market research.
All I'm asking you to do
is to insert this
into the back of your neck,
and all that nice money
right there is yours.
How about I break those hands
you've never used?
-See if you even notice.
-[laughing]
Then we'll take his money.
-These fucking rich people are so
-Eh, well
[gasping]
[grunting]
[high-pitched ringing]
[ringing stops]
I'd like for you
to do me a small favor.
[Black Box activates]
Get rid of your friends.
[Bill's friend] Bill.
Bill. Oh!
Ooh!
Ooh!
Oh, you fellows
do use the H&H Nail Gun!
[loud thudding]
You should feel good about it.
You paid for all of this!
-[bat cracking, clattering]
-[stranger chuckles]
[dial turns]
-[dial turns]
-[Black Box sound intensifies]
[dramatic music playing]
[body thuds]
[squelches]
Heaven ♪
Ooh, I'm in heaven ♪
The world may end,
but progress marches on.
And I seem to find
the happiness I seek ♪
When we're out together
dancing cheek to cheek ♪♪
♪♪
[Nick The Prick] Khans!
I got something real exciting
for you today.
[inhaler hissing]
This asshole
has been tormentin' us Khans
since before your granddaddies
were born.
And today!
[chuckles]
Some little bounty hunter
put him right in our fuckin' laps.
So, now we settle the score!
How do you feel about that?
[ominous music playing]
Didn't that used to be a store?
I think I bought a soda pop there
'bout 25 years back.
Are you about fuckin' done?
We got some justice to
Darla! Yeah, woman behind the counter,
her name was Darla.
She was a reasonable woman
'til you matching-jacket motherfuckers
had to move in.
Well, it's been nice chattin' with y'all,
but if it's okay with you
I'm about ready to get on with it.
What, you can't hear me?
I'll say it louder.
I said
I'm about ready to get on with it.
[vocalist yodeling]
To get on with it!
Fuck.
[grunting]
[rope creaking]
-[Ghoul choking]
-[Nick laughing]
[sighs]
[laughter continues]
-Well, you
-[Lucy MacLean] Hi, excuse me.
Hi.
'Scuse me.
So sorry.
I'm hoping you can settle
an argument
between myself
and my traveling companion there.
We are hunting down my father,
who is not a good guy.
And on this journey, we found ourselves
in need of food and supplies.
Plan A was to leave you alone
and avoid this scenario altogether,
but we've tried that,
and I'd just start starving to death.
-[chuckles]
-[choking]
Plan B his idea, by the way
was for me to turn him over to you
so that you would open up your safe
and give me
the considerable bounty
you put out on him.
-Fucking shoot!
-The idea was I would shoot him down,
he'd take your weapons,
and use whatever violence necessary
in order for us to escape.
Which, in my experience thus far is
it's a lot of violence, so
I'm really, really hoping
you'll agree to Plan C?
What's Plan C?
[choking]
You just let us go.
And we keep the caps you gave me,
which to be clear,
we do need for our survival.
And just to ask the question,
would it help if I said "please"?
Whoever kills the girl
gets to eat the dog.
[men cheering]
Okey-dokey!
[gunshot]
[vocalist yodeling]
-[gunfire]
-[Dogmeat whimpering]
Ah, jeez.
-[gunfire continues]
-[grunting]
Ah, fuck!
Fucking amateur.
[Marty Robbins: "Big Iron"]
To the town of Agua Fria
rode a stranger one fine day ♪
Hardly spoke to folks
around him ♪
-Didn't have too much to say ♪
-[gun clicking]
[Dogmeat barking]
No one dared to ask his business,
no one dared to make a slip ♪
-[gunfire continues]
-The stranger there among them ♪
Had a big iron on his hip,
big iron on his hip ♪
It was early in the morning
when he rode into the town ♪
He came riding from the south side,
slowly looking all around ♪
"He's an outlaw loose and running,"
came the whisper from each lip ♪
-And he's here to do some business ♪
-[grunts]
-With the big iron on his hip ♪
-[body splattering]
Big iron, big iron ♪
When he tried to match the Ranger
with the big iron on his hip ♪
Big iron on his hip ♪♪
[neon sign buzzing]
-[wind blowing]
-[Dogmeat barking]
[Ghoul] I know you think
you being helpful
shootin' folks in the kneecaps
and the ass.
But if I'm being honest, you ain't.
I'm not gonna apologize
for not murdering people.
[sighs] Well all that matters to me
is you shoot that fuckin' rope.
♪♪
Well, I did, didn't I?
[ominous music playing]
[Lucy gasps softly]
Still looks like all the old photos.
Bombs got shot down.
Most of 'em, anyway.
Well, if they could do that
for Las Vegas,
why couldn't they just do that
for America?
Because there was no "they."
There was a "him."
A man by the name
of Robert House.
Maybe that's where your family went.
They're safe there.
Nowhere near Robert House is safe.
Why would my dad
go to Las Vegas?
[Ghoul sighs]
[ominous music playing]
[Robert] [over listening device]
There's a lot of earning potential
with the end of the world.
How can you guarantee results?
[voice echoing]
By dropping the bomb ourselves.
[high-pitched ringing,
music swells]
Janey? Honey?
-Janey!
-Daddy.
-Hey. Hey.
-Daddy.
Listen to me.
I want you to go to your room, okay?
And I want you to pick out
your three favorite outfits
and your favorite toy, okay?
And then meet me back here.
Okay, go.
[sighs]
[Eddy Arnold: "Make the World Go Away"]
Make the world go away ♪
And get it off my shoulders ♪
Say the things you used to say
Where are we going, Daddy?
And make the world go away ♪
Bakersfield.
Um, we're gonna go to Bakersfield,
sweetie, okay?
What about Mommy?
-Is she coming with us?
-[announcer] [on radio] Please be advised,
the test of the Civil Alert
Broadcast System
-[volume increasing]
-for Los Angeles County
-will commence in 10 seconds.
-[bicycle bell ringing]
[Cooper Howard] Come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on, come on.
[tires screeching]
[sighs]
And make the world go away ♪
Make the world go away ♪
[alarms blaring]
[panicked chatter]
-[man on the street] Get inside!
-[alarms continue blaring]
[announcer] [on radio]
Commencing test. Repeat
This is a test.
It's just a test!
[tires screeching]
[Woman in Curlers]
We need to go right now!
-We're all going to die!
-[alarms blaring]
Daddy, I'm scared.
-Come here.
-I'm scared.
It's okay.
It's okay.
Make the world go away ♪
And get it off my shoulders ♪
Say the things you used to say ♪
It's okay.
It's okay.
And make the world go away ♪♪
[The Del-Vikings: "Come Go With Me"]
We're blowing through our water reserves
at at a troubling rate.
Then we need to reallocate power
to the temporary water filters
we built out of spare parts.
Hey, guys.
Can I help you, Reg?
Have you seen Norm?
Norm has been sent for a leadership
exchange program to Vault 31.
-Everyone's moving up in the world but me.
-[object slams on table]
Reg, this community has always done
what it takes to survive.
[sputtering]
I guess so.
-Whatcha guys working on?
-The water chip.
Which we need to survive.
Which is broken.
Oh, right, yeah, that.
[clicking tongue, groaning]
Let me know if I can help.
I'm no engineer,
but you'd be surprised
what a guy with a PhD
in Event Planning can
[device crashing,
glass shattering]
Maybe you should find an outlet.
-Start a club or something.
-[scoffs]
A club?
[chuckles]
What kind of club?
We've been through a lot lately.
Maybe you could start
a group for people
to talk about any kind of feelings
you may be feeling.
What kind of feelings am I feeling?
Shame?
Uselessness?
I don't feel useless.
But I like shame.
Shame, I can work with.
There would need to be a snack budget,
of course.
Send a supplies request, and I'll sign it.
Heavy is the crown.
You don't know the half of it.
[Davey]
So, you see what I'm up against.
In 33, I leave my quarters,
take a right turn,
another right turn to the elevator.
Here in 32, it's a left,
and a left to the elevator.
Yup, again,
everything is the other way here,
so just do the opposite
of what you used to do.
-[terminal keys clacking]
-I'm not sure it's that simple.
[sighs] It is.
Now, look, as your Overseer,
I have to ask
is there anything
remotely actionable here?
Something I can do for you?
Signage.
No, th-that could be controversial.
Maybe you could commission
a feasibility study
on the topic of signage.
[laughing]
[baby whining]
Heck of a wife you got, Chet.
We're not actually married.
-And a beautiful baby.
-Not mine.
I never had a family.
What happened?
-Life, I guess.
-[baby whining]
Things move quickly down here.
I don't have a family either, Davey.
Well, enjoy it.
[Davey muttering] This way
[baby continues whining]
[loud clacking]
[baby whining]
Oh, it's just you.
Whew!
That Davey, I mean
[chuckles]
Bless his heart, but, you know.
[fruit squelching]
Just seeing if you've gotten around
to giving me a job assignment yet.
Just 'cause, you know,
everyone else has one.
Uh, if you haven't chosen
a Gate-Keeper yet, I have experience.
Chet, I've been busy.
And I need someone
to take care of the baby,
and it's used to you.
But he is not my baby.
[chuckles]
Everyone is acting like he is
Chet.
Would you at least consider
giving him a name?
Because the neighbors
have started to call him Chet Jr.
Let's go with that then.
Well, see, Chet Jr.
was my father's name.
It's, uh, sort of a personal area for me,
having watched him die of starvation
in the Weevil Famine.
[knife thuds]
Chet?
Are we having an argument?
Chet Jr. it is.
[chuckles]
[Chet sighs]
Oh, how are you with computers?
Mm.
That was Norm's department.
Maybe you can ask him
in the terminal.
Great idea.
I'll just send the other Vault
a message.
[stroller wheels squeaking]
[sighs]
Okay.
Okay.
[sighs deeply]
[beeping]
-[error notification]
-Cod ham cheese and rice!
[Bud Askins/Brain-on-a-Roomba]
Oh, no, no, no, no!
Inter-Vault Communications disabled?
Alright, let's see. Where is he?
Where is he? Where are you?!
I'm coming for you.
I'm coming for you!
I'll be right there.
Oh God, look at this mess!
You really are a disgusting,
filthy animal, aren't you?
Well I hope you aren't
expecting me to clean this up.
-[water dripping]
-Hmm.
So you found water,
but you're out of food.
Starvation is a heck of a way
to kick the bucket.
I'm offering you
a much more dignified solution
to the one you've chosen for yourself,
son of Hank.
Get in your dad's cryo pod.
I'm not gonna be your prisoner.
You're already my prisoner.
All you have to do is wait
until the surface is safe to recolonize.
Then, we'll all head up
for Reclamation Day.
And when is that, exactly?
When there's no one left on the surface
to disagree with us.
Or you could just let me go home.
People are gonna notice
I'm missing.
Oh, we have a protocol for everything,
including when someone
goes missing from a Vault.
Your Overseer will handle it.
No one is comin' for you, buddy.
Maybe you'll be more reasonable
once you're a little hungrier.
Good luck finding something to eat
when you can't see.
You're living in my world.
These three Vaults are the product
of decades of strategizing.
The combined efforts of hundreds
of the brightest pre-war minds
with all the resources
of a functioning civilization.
You're just some malcontent
who wandered down the wrong corridor.
What hope do you have
against the greatest achievement
in the history of Vertical Integration?
Face it, son of Hank.
You're in over your head.
And no one is coming to save you.
[suspenseful music playing]
[music fades]
-[Dogmeat panting]
-[insects chirping]
[Lucy]
So, you think my dad
is gonna lead you to your family.
Which means you think
your family's still alive
after 200 years, and somehow,
I'm the optimistic one?
Your daddy.
Always makin' new friends.
[buzzing insects]
[sighs]
She musta seen 'im pass by.
W-We can just ask her.
[Old Woman snoring]
-'Scuse me!
-[snorting]
Hi, there.
I'd like one bowl of
flea soup.
Sure.
So, um, just wondering
if you happened to see
[liquid sloshing]
I got some crackers
if you want 'em.
They're in my other pants.
Oh, uh, I'm okay, but
Eat it while it's hot, Miss.
[sniffing]
Mm!
[bowl clattering]
Yeah.
[clearing throat]
So, have you happened to have seen
a a man passing by
in a sort of oversized outfit
made of metal?
He took my son.
Oh.
I'm sure your son is, um
He's dead.
No, we don't know that.
[Old Woman]
No.
He's dead.
Just my kind of luck.
Cocksucker owed me money.
-I'm sorry for money.
-Mm.
He went that way.
[Lucy] Thank you.
[Old Woman] You find any money
on the body, it's mine!
[Ghoul] Question.
What exactly is it
you plan on doin'
once we find your daddy?
We gonna do it like usual?
You put a bullet in his ass,
leave it to me to put one
in his head?
No, I'm
-gonna bring him to justice.
-[chuckles]
-[Dogmeat barking]
-You think he deserves that?
[Lucy] I was raised to believe
that's what everyone deserves,
so people know that
how they conduct themselves matters,
and they don't give up hope.
Like you say you did
but, really, it's still in there.
Well, I hate to break it to you, darlin',
but the way you was raised
wasn't real.
I know that.
But look at your alternative.
Guess I'm just trying
to lead by example.
-[outlaw country music playing]
-[Dogmeat barking]
[Dogmeat panting]
[tense music playing]
[Dogmeat barking]
[moles laughing]
[Cooper]
They sat around that table
and they talked about
the ending of the world
like they were talking
about a new business strategy.
[Kate Williams] Sounds like you heard
something interesting.
What, you knew?
And now, you do, too,
so what are we gonna do about it?
What do you mean,
"What are we gonna do about it?"
I told you.
I'm not a spy.
I'm not a red.
I'm a fuckin' Hollywood actor
who likes horses and cars.
[Kate] And you also
happen to be famous.
And fame is a rare kind of power.
You get to sit in rooms that I can't,
meet people that I could never
Meet meet people like who?
Are you familiar
with Robert House?
Yeah, I'm familiar with Robert House.
The guy owns half
of Las Vegas.
He's also building a privately owned
missile system in Las Vegas
with enough firepower to follow through
on your wife's proposals.
When the bombs drop,
it'll be Robert House
that presses the button.
Are you asking me to spy
on the wealthiest man in America?
Not spy on him.
-You want me to
-Your wife is going to Vegas next week
to sell Cold Fusion
to Robert House.
-[scoffs]
-Then, he'll have everything he needs
to press that button
-unless you stop him.
-[sighs]
Play nice with your wife
and get on that trip to Vegas.
Where are you going?
Home, while I still have one.
When the world
goes down in flames,
at least you'll know
your hands are clean.
[Cooper] [sighs]
Janey, let's go.
Come on. Come on.
-[Janey] What?
-Come on.
[mallet thumping]
[mole laughing]
[announcer] [on radio] In business news,
West Tek stocks are up again amid reports
-their latest biological products
-[chopping]
will revolutionize skincare.
Meanwhile, RobCo owner
Robert House
created a stir today
with remarks on the escalating war.
In an interview with Galaxy News,
he stated that the question
might not be whether the world will end,
but merely who
will push the button.
More on that story after a word
from our sponsors.
[door unlocking]
[woman] [on radio]
Yum Yum Deviled Eggs!
[tense music playing]
[footsteps approaching]
[sighs]
Welcome home.
[music swells]
Looks like Daddy
took a detour.
Never seen a Vault
like this before.
Par for the course,
in my experience.
You've been to a lot of Vaults?
Uh-huh.
[Lucy] Oh.
You must like 'em.
Every time I step foot
in one of these concrete shoeboxes
I gotta make peace with the fact
that I might finally learn
what happened
to my wife and my daughter.
Whether they be alive, dead, or
something far worse.
Right.
I know about the experiments.
I've been to Vault 4.
[Ghoul]
Vault 4 is the best-case scenario.
Well, to be fair, it was a little weirder
than the one I came from.
You think so?
How many towns
did they destroy down in Vault 4?
-Open it.
-[grunting]
[scoffs]
[elevator doors whirring]
You really think
my dad is down there?
The trail has him comin' in.
Trail has him goin' out, too.
But what I'm curious about
is why he even came at all.
[Ghoul sighs]
Ain't you a little curious, too?
[tense music playing]
[waves crashing]
[Reg] It's not your fault
you were born in a Vault.
Let me hear you say it.
[group] It's not my fault
I was born in a Vault.
And it's not your fault that your parents
were or are related.
And it's not my fault my parents
-[Marianne] were related.
-[both] were or are related.
Feels good to say it out loud,
doesn't it?
That's just the first step.
Trust me, as someone who's come out
on the other side of this,
I know what it's like
to wonder if people
look down their noses at you
based on your family tree.
A regular person
can have an ingrown toenail,
and it's just an ingrown toenail.
But we?
We have to wonder if it's because
our genes are somehow broken.
If I am somehow broken.
So, we're gonna change the rules, right?
Hm?
[Horny Red-Haired Guy]
No inbreeding in the Vault.
We're gonna change that, right?
No.
That That's not what this is about.
The rules are good.
But that doesn't mean those of us
who are products of inbreeding
need to feel bad.
You understand?
Come on.
[crunching]
-I have a question.
-Uh, yes, Marianne.
-I have a mild allergy to dust.
-Mm.
And sometimes I wonder
if it was my father's fault
because he fell in love
with his cousin my mother.
I just wonder
if there's a biological connection.
[crunching loudly]
I didn't study genetics, so
Oh, well, okay.
It certainly could be his fault.
I knew it!
Great snacks, by the way.
[The Ink Spots:
"It's All Over but the Crying"]
You know, I always felt my mother
viewed me as a rival,
which mirrored her relationship
with her own mother,
who was in love with my father,
her fifth cousin.
All the fifth cousins were fourth cousins
to the second cousins.
[crunching loudly]
I mean, it's not exactly
-[voice fading]
-It's all over ♪
But the crying ♪
[Bud Askins/Brain-on-a-Roomba]
[sighs] It won't be long now.
And nobody's crying ♪
[Bud Askins/Brain-on-a-Roomba]
You must be so hungry
and so thirsty.
Why torture yourself
when there's a nice, cozy cryo pod
just waitin' for you to hop into?
-Friends all over ♪♪
-What was my dad like?
[music stops]
[Bud Askins/Brain-on-a-Roomba]
Ambitious.
Then why was he here?
[Bud Askins/Brain-on-a-Roomba]
Well, being one of Bud's Buds
was a highly coveted position
back in the day.
[insect skittering]
We had applicants from
as far out as Fresno.
Mmm. Eating that might seem like
a good idea, but it's toxic.
You'll die a slow, painful death.
If you aren't willing to go into cryo,
you could always let me inject you
-with this guy right here.
-[whirring]
It really would be a whole lot easier.
For both of us.
-What does it do?
-It kills you, quick and painless.
Your body will rapidly decompose,
turning into a dust
that will get circulated
through the ventilation system,
ultimately making its way
into your cornfields back home.
Not so bad, if you think about it.
Then, you won't have to deal
with all the headaches of being alive.
So, you have two rational choices.
Get in your dad's pod.
Or die.
You're right,
I only have two rational choices.
[whirring]
But plenty of irrational ones.
What are you doing?
Two hundred years of planning
in order for everything to go just right.
That seems like a lot of work,
if you ask me.
Stay back.
Stay back.
Aah!
I think plans are slightly overrated,
personally.
No, no, no, no.
Wait, I need that to threaten you.
-What are you doing?
-Thawing everyone.
What? No!
You can't just thaw them all.
-[buzzer blaring]
-[air hissing]
No, no, no. They're supposed to come out
once every 30 years.
This isn't even a cogent plan.
It's just chaos.
Agreed.
Plans are hard.
Chaos, though
chaos is easy.
[dramatic music playing]
[elevator doors whirring]
[spurs jingling lightly]
[Ghoul]
More matching jackets.
Why would Vault-Tec allow Communists
in one of their Vaults?
I wouldn't be so sure they did.
[man speaking Mandarin on TV]
[English narrator]
Individual is secondary to the collective.
[man speaking Mandarin]
[English narrator] true comrade
chooses cooperation over individualism.
[music in Mandarin playing]
[man speaking Mandarin]
[English narrator] Our enemy
has chosen the interest of product
over the interest of people.
We choose people over product.
[narration continues]
These are Americans.
The Vault turned them
into Communists.
[English narrator]
Freedom is inevitable.
[music in Mandarin continues]
[English narrator]
The revolution will not be futile.
[terminal keys clicking]
[man speaking Mandarin]
[English narrator] The individual
is secondary to the collective.
[terminal keys clicking]
[terminal chirping]
[Lucy]
My dad removed the drive.
[footstep squishing]
[metal squeaking loudly]
Well hello there, Sugarbomb!
Looks like your daddy
picked himself up a guinea pig.
What do you want?
I
fix everything.
Go home
Sugarbomb.
Go home!
Go home!
Go!
[screaming] Ho-a-a-a!
[flesh splattering]
[gasping]
[Lucy breathing shakily]
You ever seen your daddy
use one of these before?
No.
You gonna take his advice?
He won't stop hurting people.
Yeah, no shit.
[Ghoul sighs]
Well, then we better get going.
[sighs]
[Black Box thuds]
[heavy footsteps]
[horn blares]
[heavy footsteps continue]
[dramatic music playing]
[sighs deeply]
[terminal powering up]
[terminal] You have
-[beep]
-462,311 unread messages.
Let's get to it.
[Roy Orbison: "Working for the Man"]
Hey now,
you better listen to me ♪
-Every one of you ♪
-Ooh! ♪
We've got a lotta, lotta,
lotta, lotta work to do ♪
[inhaling deeply]
Mm!
Forget about your women
and that water can ♪
-Ooh! ♪
-[sighs]
Today you're working
for the man ♪
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
-Ooh! Ooh! ♪
-Oh, oh, oh ♪
Well, pick up your feet,
we've got a deadline to meet ♪
I'm gonna see you
make it on time ♪
Oh, don't relax,
I want elbows and backs ♪
I wanna see everybody
from behind ♪
-Ooh! ♪
-'Cause you're working for the man ♪
Working for the man ♪
You gotta make him a hand ♪
Working for the man ♪
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! ♪
Ooh! ♪♪
[eerie music playing]
[beeps]
-[button clicking]
-[light radio static]
-[sighs]
-[static warbling]
This is Hank MacLean,
reporting for duty, sir.
Nobody in Vault-Tec
knows I'm here.
And nobody in Vault-Tec
knows much of anything anymore.
Wanted to let you know
I'm still alive.
I hope you are, too.
I mean, I don't doubt that you are.
You spent so much time
calculating how to survive
all possible contingencies.
Uh, I've been keeping busy.
I'm in Vegas these days,
back in your old
stomping grounds, actually
trying to pick up
where you all left off.
Looks like a couple
of the Vault experiments
ran into some speed bumps.
24 made progress
on the brain-computer interface.
This one, miniaturization.
What it all needs is integrating.
But I'm confident
that if I just roll up my sleeves,
I can bring it all home for you.
Then, we can finally talk
about my promotion.
[blows sharply]
I'm gonna complete
the work you started.
And when this is all over,
you will be begging me to help you.
-[button clicking]
-'Cause the company ♪
And the daughter you see ♪
They're both gonna be all mine ♪
-Ooh! ♪
-Yeah, I'm gonna be the man ♪
I'm gonna be the man ♪
Gotta make him a hand ♪
If I'm gonna be the man ♪
Ooh! Ooh! ♪
So, I'm picking 'em up
and I'm laying 'em down ♪
I believe he's gonna work me
into the ground ♪
I pull to the left,
I heave to the right ♪
I oughta kill him,
but it wouldn't be right ♪
-Ooh! ♪
-'Cause I'm working for the man ♪
Working for the man ♪
I gotta make him a hand ♪
Working for the man ♪
-Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
-Ooh! ♪
-Oh, oh, oh ♪
-Ooh! ♪
Well, the boss man's daughter
sneaks me water ♪
Every time
her daddy's down the line ♪
She says, meet me tonight,
love a me right ♪
And everything is gonna be fine ♪
So, I slave all day
without much pay ♪
But I'm just biding my time ♪
'Cause the company
and the daughter, you see ♪
They're both gonna be all mine ♪
Ooh! ♪♪
[tense music playing]
[Quintus]
Together
we will fulfill our promise.
To make better this fallen world.
[Paladin Xander Harkness]
Sorry to interrupt.
I understand we're discussing
a civil war.
♪♪
The Commonwealth
are gonna kill us all.
Unless I can stop it.
What do we always say?
[all]
Most kids are dead by this age!
[Lucy]
I'm looking for someone.
[Rodriguez] What do you plan to do
to him when you find him?
What say you, Miss MacLean?
[Lucy] Your family may
very well still be out there.
But one thing I wouldn't count on
is them appreciating the kind of person
you've become.
♪♪
[Barb] There are worse people
out there than me.
[Securitron] Don't you know what
they say in Vegas?
Everyone's a winner!
Eventually.
[Ghoul] Same goes for losing,
in my experience.
Except for one man.
[stranger] Mr. Howard.
I know that you came to Vegas
to kill me.
Did you not?
And I don't know yet how you
play a part in ending the world.
But you most certainly do.
[Betty] If you don't help us,
there won't be a Vault 33 anymore.
[Norm]
Dad, if you can hear me
what's gonna happen to our Vault?
♪♪
[Hank]
My little Sugarbomb.
♪♪
♪♪
[Vault door clanking]
Stop! Lucy!
[Lucy MacLean]
I'm looking for my father.
You are my world.
[Lucy] He was kidnapped
by this woman named Moldaver.
[Wilzig] You need to go home.
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'm not going back without my dad.
Then you will have to adapt.
[Honcho]
A bounty came down.
Somebody made a run
from the Enclave.
[Quintus]
This target has with him an object
of profound potential
to harm our nation
or to save it.
[cocking gun]
-[Ghoul] Where is it?
-[Lucy] You can't treat people like this!
[screaming]
[Ghoul]
Yeah? Why's that?
Because of the golden rule.
"Do unto others as you would have
done unto you."
What are you?
Oh, I'm you, sweetie.
♪♪
You just give it a little time.
[Kate Williams] Vault-Tec
is the largest company in America.
There’s a lot of money in selling
the end of the world.
-[Cooper] What is it?
-[Kate] It's a listening device.
You want me to spy on my wife?
[Barb] I will do whatever it takes
to make sure the people I love
that is you and that is Janey
go into a special Vault
for management.
[Kate] America has been locked
in a resource war.
Vault-Tec bought the means
to end that war.
Cold Fusion. Infinite energy.
-Whoo.
-[device beeps]
[Barb]
A nuclear event would be a tragedy.
But also an opportunity.
Because war, well
war never changes.
♪♪
The water chip is destroyed.
The Vault only has enough water to keep
our population alive for two months.
[Betty]
We are the lucky ones.
Three Vaults separated to prevent
the spread of threats.
You don't think it's weird that we
always elect an Overseer from Vault 31?
Steph's from Vault 31.
[Betty] Some of us will be moving
into Vault 32 to start anew.
[Norm]
Is this where my dad's from?
[Bud Askins/Brain-on-a-Roomba]
These are Bud's Buds.
My Buds.
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.
You know,
I actually have to get back home.
My name isn't Titus.
It's Maximus.
Titus is the name of the Knight
who owned this suit before me.
[roaring]
[Lucy]
You're a good person.
The Wasteland sucks.
[Maximus]
The Brotherhood.
They're never gonna
stop looking for the artifact.
Find me.
I will.
♪♪
Give me my dad back.
But first
what if I tell you who he really is?
Shady Sands.
Your father burned that city
to the ground.
I wonder if anyone survived.
♪♪
[Maximus] I did.
[Hank] 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.
[Hank]
You see what this place does to people?
Now I've waited over 200 years
to ask somebody one question.
Where's my fuckin' family?
It's easier to track a stuck pig
than to ask it where it's off to.
Now you can stay here
or you could come meet your makers.
♪♪
Okey-dokey.
[troops]
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
All hail Knight Maximus!
[Ghoul]
You look out at this Wasteland,
looks like chaos.
But there’s always somebody
behind the wheel.
[Peggy Lee: "Cheek to Cheek"]
Heaven ♪
I'm in heaven ♪
[Mr. Handy]
Could I help you have a better day?
And my heart beats so
that I can hardly speak ♪
[crowd shouting]
And I seem to find
[Robert House] Look, our primary concern
at RobCo Industries
is creating greater efficiency
in the workplace.
If the American government
needs a hand
in settling our more
international disputes
well they know who to call.
[Bill]
Goddamn parasite is what he is.
We didn't vote for this dumb maggot.
[stranger]
Oh, yes we did.
-[pool balls clacking]
-[lighter flicking]
Every dollar spent is a vote cast.
And that fellow right there,
he has more votes
than every one of those
pan-headed politicians in Washington.
You his biggest fan or somethin'?
[tense music playing]
Why yes.
Yes, I believe I am.
And if the will of the American people
was to endow that man
with a significant portion
of its wealth, well
well, good golly,
that can't be a bad thing now, can it?
What trade are you in, friend?
Construction.
Ah. So you must use
the H&H Nail Gun.
It's a marvelous machine.
Nice in the hands,
smooth action.
Sure beats using a silly old hammer,
doesn't it?
Why, I thought you'd be grateful.
"Grateful." [chuckles]
I think you're in the wrong bar, pal.
Hmm, obsolescence.
[clicking tongue]
It's a heck of a thing.
You know, I try and see it
from your perspective,
but it's hard to imagine being so dim
as to be caught off guard
by the inevitable.
[grunting]
[stranger]
Ah Ah!
Hit me in the mouth.
I think I'd enjoy it.
[grunting]
-[wheezing, groaning]
-[men laughing]
I'm rarely wrong, but let's move on.
[button clicking]
That is $31 million.
Now, what would you do
for all of that money?
Short of ideas?
Well, that's no surprise.
How 'bout I offer you one?
[objects rustling]
Allow me to put this
on the back of your neck.
What the hell is it?
Oh, just call it good old-fashioned
market research.
All I'm asking you to do
is to insert this
into the back of your neck,
and all that nice money
right there is yours.
How about I break those hands
you've never used?
-See if you even notice.
-[laughing]
Then we'll take his money.
-These fucking rich people are so
-Eh, well
[gasping]
[grunting]
[high-pitched ringing]
[ringing stops]
I'd like for you
to do me a small favor.
[Black Box activates]
Get rid of your friends.
[Bill's friend] Bill.
Bill. Oh!
Ooh!
Ooh!
Oh, you fellows
do use the H&H Nail Gun!
[loud thudding]
You should feel good about it.
You paid for all of this!
-[bat cracking, clattering]
-[stranger chuckles]
[dial turns]
-[dial turns]
-[Black Box sound intensifies]
[dramatic music playing]
[body thuds]
[squelches]
Heaven ♪
Ooh, I'm in heaven ♪
The world may end,
but progress marches on.
And I seem to find
the happiness I seek ♪
When we're out together
dancing cheek to cheek ♪♪
♪♪
[Nick The Prick] Khans!
I got something real exciting
for you today.
[inhaler hissing]
This asshole
has been tormentin' us Khans
since before your granddaddies
were born.
And today!
[chuckles]
Some little bounty hunter
put him right in our fuckin' laps.
So, now we settle the score!
How do you feel about that?
[ominous music playing]
Didn't that used to be a store?
I think I bought a soda pop there
'bout 25 years back.
Are you about fuckin' done?
We got some justice to
Darla! Yeah, woman behind the counter,
her name was Darla.
She was a reasonable woman
'til you matching-jacket motherfuckers
had to move in.
Well, it's been nice chattin' with y'all,
but if it's okay with you
I'm about ready to get on with it.
What, you can't hear me?
I'll say it louder.
I said
I'm about ready to get on with it.
[vocalist yodeling]
To get on with it!
Fuck.
[grunting]
[rope creaking]
-[Ghoul choking]
-[Nick laughing]
[sighs]
[laughter continues]
-Well, you
-[Lucy MacLean] Hi, excuse me.
Hi.
'Scuse me.
So sorry.
I'm hoping you can settle
an argument
between myself
and my traveling companion there.
We are hunting down my father,
who is not a good guy.
And on this journey, we found ourselves
in need of food and supplies.
Plan A was to leave you alone
and avoid this scenario altogether,
but we've tried that,
and I'd just start starving to death.
-[chuckles]
-[choking]
Plan B his idea, by the way
was for me to turn him over to you
so that you would open up your safe
and give me
the considerable bounty
you put out on him.
-Fucking shoot!
-The idea was I would shoot him down,
he'd take your weapons,
and use whatever violence necessary
in order for us to escape.
Which, in my experience thus far is
it's a lot of violence, so
I'm really, really hoping
you'll agree to Plan C?
What's Plan C?
[choking]
You just let us go.
And we keep the caps you gave me,
which to be clear,
we do need for our survival.
And just to ask the question,
would it help if I said "please"?
Whoever kills the girl
gets to eat the dog.
[men cheering]
Okey-dokey!
[gunshot]
[vocalist yodeling]
-[gunfire]
-[Dogmeat whimpering]
Ah, jeez.
-[gunfire continues]
-[grunting]
Ah, fuck!
Fucking amateur.
[Marty Robbins: "Big Iron"]
To the town of Agua Fria
rode a stranger one fine day ♪
Hardly spoke to folks
around him ♪
-Didn't have too much to say ♪
-[gun clicking]
[Dogmeat barking]
No one dared to ask his business,
no one dared to make a slip ♪
-[gunfire continues]
-The stranger there among them ♪
Had a big iron on his hip,
big iron on his hip ♪
It was early in the morning
when he rode into the town ♪
He came riding from the south side,
slowly looking all around ♪
"He's an outlaw loose and running,"
came the whisper from each lip ♪
-And he's here to do some business ♪
-[grunts]
-With the big iron on his hip ♪
-[body splattering]
Big iron, big iron ♪
When he tried to match the Ranger
with the big iron on his hip ♪
Big iron on his hip ♪♪
[neon sign buzzing]
-[wind blowing]
-[Dogmeat barking]
[Ghoul] I know you think
you being helpful
shootin' folks in the kneecaps
and the ass.
But if I'm being honest, you ain't.
I'm not gonna apologize
for not murdering people.
[sighs] Well all that matters to me
is you shoot that fuckin' rope.
♪♪
Well, I did, didn't I?
[ominous music playing]
[Lucy gasps softly]
Still looks like all the old photos.
Bombs got shot down.
Most of 'em, anyway.
Well, if they could do that
for Las Vegas,
why couldn't they just do that
for America?
Because there was no "they."
There was a "him."
A man by the name
of Robert House.
Maybe that's where your family went.
They're safe there.
Nowhere near Robert House is safe.
Why would my dad
go to Las Vegas?
[Ghoul sighs]
[ominous music playing]
[Robert] [over listening device]
There's a lot of earning potential
with the end of the world.
How can you guarantee results?
[voice echoing]
By dropping the bomb ourselves.
[high-pitched ringing,
music swells]
Janey? Honey?
-Janey!
-Daddy.
-Hey. Hey.
-Daddy.
Listen to me.
I want you to go to your room, okay?
And I want you to pick out
your three favorite outfits
and your favorite toy, okay?
And then meet me back here.
Okay, go.
[sighs]
[Eddy Arnold: "Make the World Go Away"]
Make the world go away ♪
And get it off my shoulders ♪
Say the things you used to say
Where are we going, Daddy?
And make the world go away ♪
Bakersfield.
Um, we're gonna go to Bakersfield,
sweetie, okay?
What about Mommy?
-Is she coming with us?
-[announcer] [on radio] Please be advised,
the test of the Civil Alert
Broadcast System
-[volume increasing]
-for Los Angeles County
-will commence in 10 seconds.
-[bicycle bell ringing]
[Cooper Howard] Come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on, come on.
[tires screeching]
[sighs]
And make the world go away ♪
Make the world go away ♪
[alarms blaring]
[panicked chatter]
-[man on the street] Get inside!
-[alarms continue blaring]
[announcer] [on radio]
Commencing test. Repeat
This is a test.
It's just a test!
[tires screeching]
[Woman in Curlers]
We need to go right now!
-We're all going to die!
-[alarms blaring]
Daddy, I'm scared.
-Come here.
-I'm scared.
It's okay.
It's okay.
Make the world go away ♪
And get it off my shoulders ♪
Say the things you used to say ♪
It's okay.
It's okay.
And make the world go away ♪♪
[The Del-Vikings: "Come Go With Me"]
We're blowing through our water reserves
at at a troubling rate.
Then we need to reallocate power
to the temporary water filters
we built out of spare parts.
Hey, guys.
Can I help you, Reg?
Have you seen Norm?
Norm has been sent for a leadership
exchange program to Vault 31.
-Everyone's moving up in the world but me.
-[object slams on table]
Reg, this community has always done
what it takes to survive.
[sputtering]
I guess so.
-Whatcha guys working on?
-The water chip.
Which we need to survive.
Which is broken.
Oh, right, yeah, that.
[clicking tongue, groaning]
Let me know if I can help.
I'm no engineer,
but you'd be surprised
what a guy with a PhD
in Event Planning can
[device crashing,
glass shattering]
Maybe you should find an outlet.
-Start a club or something.
-[scoffs]
A club?
[chuckles]
What kind of club?
We've been through a lot lately.
Maybe you could start
a group for people
to talk about any kind of feelings
you may be feeling.
What kind of feelings am I feeling?
Shame?
Uselessness?
I don't feel useless.
But I like shame.
Shame, I can work with.
There would need to be a snack budget,
of course.
Send a supplies request, and I'll sign it.
Heavy is the crown.
You don't know the half of it.
[Davey]
So, you see what I'm up against.
In 33, I leave my quarters,
take a right turn,
another right turn to the elevator.
Here in 32, it's a left,
and a left to the elevator.
Yup, again,
everything is the other way here,
so just do the opposite
of what you used to do.
-[terminal keys clacking]
-I'm not sure it's that simple.
[sighs] It is.
Now, look, as your Overseer,
I have to ask
is there anything
remotely actionable here?
Something I can do for you?
Signage.
No, th-that could be controversial.
Maybe you could commission
a feasibility study
on the topic of signage.
[laughing]
[baby whining]
Heck of a wife you got, Chet.
We're not actually married.
-And a beautiful baby.
-Not mine.
I never had a family.
What happened?
-Life, I guess.
-[baby whining]
Things move quickly down here.
I don't have a family either, Davey.
Well, enjoy it.
[Davey muttering] This way
[baby continues whining]
[loud clacking]
[baby whining]
Oh, it's just you.
Whew!
That Davey, I mean
[chuckles]
Bless his heart, but, you know.
[fruit squelching]
Just seeing if you've gotten around
to giving me a job assignment yet.
Just 'cause, you know,
everyone else has one.
Uh, if you haven't chosen
a Gate-Keeper yet, I have experience.
Chet, I've been busy.
And I need someone
to take care of the baby,
and it's used to you.
But he is not my baby.
[chuckles]
Everyone is acting like he is
Chet.
Would you at least consider
giving him a name?
Because the neighbors
have started to call him Chet Jr.
Let's go with that then.
Well, see, Chet Jr.
was my father's name.
It's, uh, sort of a personal area for me,
having watched him die of starvation
in the Weevil Famine.
[knife thuds]
Chet?
Are we having an argument?
Chet Jr. it is.
[chuckles]
[Chet sighs]
Oh, how are you with computers?
Mm.
That was Norm's department.
Maybe you can ask him
in the terminal.
Great idea.
I'll just send the other Vault
a message.
[stroller wheels squeaking]
[sighs]
Okay.
Okay.
[sighs deeply]
[beeping]
-[error notification]
-Cod ham cheese and rice!
[Bud Askins/Brain-on-a-Roomba]
Oh, no, no, no, no!
Inter-Vault Communications disabled?
Alright, let's see. Where is he?
Where is he? Where are you?!
I'm coming for you.
I'm coming for you!
I'll be right there.
Oh God, look at this mess!
You really are a disgusting,
filthy animal, aren't you?
Well I hope you aren't
expecting me to clean this up.
-[water dripping]
-Hmm.
So you found water,
but you're out of food.
Starvation is a heck of a way
to kick the bucket.
I'm offering you
a much more dignified solution
to the one you've chosen for yourself,
son of Hank.
Get in your dad's cryo pod.
I'm not gonna be your prisoner.
You're already my prisoner.
All you have to do is wait
until the surface is safe to recolonize.
Then, we'll all head up
for Reclamation Day.
And when is that, exactly?
When there's no one left on the surface
to disagree with us.
Or you could just let me go home.
People are gonna notice
I'm missing.
Oh, we have a protocol for everything,
including when someone
goes missing from a Vault.
Your Overseer will handle it.
No one is comin' for you, buddy.
Maybe you'll be more reasonable
once you're a little hungrier.
Good luck finding something to eat
when you can't see.
You're living in my world.
These three Vaults are the product
of decades of strategizing.
The combined efforts of hundreds
of the brightest pre-war minds
with all the resources
of a functioning civilization.
You're just some malcontent
who wandered down the wrong corridor.
What hope do you have
against the greatest achievement
in the history of Vertical Integration?
Face it, son of Hank.
You're in over your head.
And no one is coming to save you.
[suspenseful music playing]
[music fades]
-[Dogmeat panting]
-[insects chirping]
[Lucy]
So, you think my dad
is gonna lead you to your family.
Which means you think
your family's still alive
after 200 years, and somehow,
I'm the optimistic one?
Your daddy.
Always makin' new friends.
[buzzing insects]
[sighs]
She musta seen 'im pass by.
W-We can just ask her.
[Old Woman snoring]
-'Scuse me!
-[snorting]
Hi, there.
I'd like one bowl of
flea soup.
Sure.
So, um, just wondering
if you happened to see
[liquid sloshing]
I got some crackers
if you want 'em.
They're in my other pants.
Oh, uh, I'm okay, but
Eat it while it's hot, Miss.
[sniffing]
Mm!
[bowl clattering]
Yeah.
[clearing throat]
So, have you happened to have seen
a a man passing by
in a sort of oversized outfit
made of metal?
He took my son.
Oh.
I'm sure your son is, um
He's dead.
No, we don't know that.
[Old Woman]
No.
He's dead.
Just my kind of luck.
Cocksucker owed me money.
-I'm sorry for money.
-Mm.
He went that way.
[Lucy] Thank you.
[Old Woman] You find any money
on the body, it's mine!
[Ghoul] Question.
What exactly is it
you plan on doin'
once we find your daddy?
We gonna do it like usual?
You put a bullet in his ass,
leave it to me to put one
in his head?
No, I'm
-gonna bring him to justice.
-[chuckles]
-[Dogmeat barking]
-You think he deserves that?
[Lucy] I was raised to believe
that's what everyone deserves,
so people know that
how they conduct themselves matters,
and they don't give up hope.
Like you say you did
but, really, it's still in there.
Well, I hate to break it to you, darlin',
but the way you was raised
wasn't real.
I know that.
But look at your alternative.
Guess I'm just trying
to lead by example.
-[outlaw country music playing]
-[Dogmeat barking]
[Dogmeat panting]
[tense music playing]
[Dogmeat barking]
[moles laughing]
[Cooper]
They sat around that table
and they talked about
the ending of the world
like they were talking
about a new business strategy.
[Kate Williams] Sounds like you heard
something interesting.
What, you knew?
And now, you do, too,
so what are we gonna do about it?
What do you mean,
"What are we gonna do about it?"
I told you.
I'm not a spy.
I'm not a red.
I'm a fuckin' Hollywood actor
who likes horses and cars.
[Kate] And you also
happen to be famous.
And fame is a rare kind of power.
You get to sit in rooms that I can't,
meet people that I could never
Meet meet people like who?
Are you familiar
with Robert House?
Yeah, I'm familiar with Robert House.
The guy owns half
of Las Vegas.
He's also building a privately owned
missile system in Las Vegas
with enough firepower to follow through
on your wife's proposals.
When the bombs drop,
it'll be Robert House
that presses the button.
Are you asking me to spy
on the wealthiest man in America?
Not spy on him.
-You want me to
-Your wife is going to Vegas next week
to sell Cold Fusion
to Robert House.
-[scoffs]
-Then, he'll have everything he needs
to press that button
-unless you stop him.
-[sighs]
Play nice with your wife
and get on that trip to Vegas.
Where are you going?
Home, while I still have one.
When the world
goes down in flames,
at least you'll know
your hands are clean.
[Cooper] [sighs]
Janey, let's go.
Come on. Come on.
-[Janey] What?
-Come on.
[mallet thumping]
[mole laughing]
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[door unlocking]
[woman] [on radio]
Yum Yum Deviled Eggs!
[tense music playing]
[footsteps approaching]
[sighs]
Welcome home.
[music swells]
Looks like Daddy
took a detour.
Never seen a Vault
like this before.
Par for the course,
in my experience.
You've been to a lot of Vaults?
Uh-huh.
[Lucy] Oh.
You must like 'em.
Every time I step foot
in one of these concrete shoeboxes
I gotta make peace with the fact
that I might finally learn
what happened
to my wife and my daughter.
Whether they be alive, dead, or
something far worse.
Right.
I know about the experiments.
I've been to Vault 4.
[Ghoul]
Vault 4 is the best-case scenario.
Well, to be fair, it was a little weirder
than the one I came from.
You think so?
How many towns
did they destroy down in Vault 4?
-Open it.
-[grunting]
[scoffs]
[elevator doors whirring]
You really think
my dad is down there?
The trail has him comin' in.
Trail has him goin' out, too.
But what I'm curious about
is why he even came at all.
[Ghoul sighs]
Ain't you a little curious, too?
[tense music playing]
[waves crashing]
[Reg] It's not your fault
you were born in a Vault.
Let me hear you say it.
[group] It's not my fault
I was born in a Vault.
And it's not your fault that your parents
were or are related.
And it's not my fault my parents
-[Marianne] were related.
-[both] were or are related.
Feels good to say it out loud,
doesn't it?
That's just the first step.
Trust me, as someone who's come out
on the other side of this,
I know what it's like
to wonder if people
look down their noses at you
based on your family tree.
A regular person
can have an ingrown toenail,
and it's just an ingrown toenail.
But we?
We have to wonder if it's because
our genes are somehow broken.
If I am somehow broken.
So, we're gonna change the rules, right?
Hm?
[Horny Red-Haired Guy]
No inbreeding in the Vault.
We're gonna change that, right?
No.
That That's not what this is about.
The rules are good.
But that doesn't mean those of us
who are products of inbreeding
need to feel bad.
You understand?
Come on.
[crunching]
-I have a question.
-Uh, yes, Marianne.
-I have a mild allergy to dust.
-Mm.
And sometimes I wonder
if it was my father's fault
because he fell in love
with his cousin my mother.
I just wonder
if there's a biological connection.
[crunching loudly]
I didn't study genetics, so
Oh, well, okay.
It certainly could be his fault.
I knew it!
Great snacks, by the way.
[The Ink Spots:
"It's All Over but the Crying"]
You know, I always felt my mother
viewed me as a rival,
which mirrored her relationship
with her own mother,
who was in love with my father,
her fifth cousin.
All the fifth cousins were fourth cousins
to the second cousins.
[crunching loudly]
I mean, it's not exactly
-[voice fading]
-It's all over ♪
But the crying ♪
[Bud Askins/Brain-on-a-Roomba]
[sighs] It won't be long now.
And nobody's crying ♪
[Bud Askins/Brain-on-a-Roomba]
You must be so hungry
and so thirsty.
Why torture yourself
when there's a nice, cozy cryo pod
just waitin' for you to hop into?
-Friends all over ♪♪
-What was my dad like?
[music stops]
[Bud Askins/Brain-on-a-Roomba]
Ambitious.
Then why was he here?
[Bud Askins/Brain-on-a-Roomba]
Well, being one of Bud's Buds
was a highly coveted position
back in the day.
[insect skittering]
We had applicants from
as far out as Fresno.
Mmm. Eating that might seem like
a good idea, but it's toxic.
You'll die a slow, painful death.
If you aren't willing to go into cryo,
you could always let me inject you
-with this guy right here.
-[whirring]
It really would be a whole lot easier.
For both of us.
-What does it do?
-It kills you, quick and painless.
Your body will rapidly decompose,
turning into a dust
that will get circulated
through the ventilation system,
ultimately making its way
into your cornfields back home.
Not so bad, if you think about it.
Then, you won't have to deal
with all the headaches of being alive.
So, you have two rational choices.
Get in your dad's pod.
Or die.
You're right,
I only have two rational choices.
[whirring]
But plenty of irrational ones.
What are you doing?
Two hundred years of planning
in order for everything to go just right.
That seems like a lot of work,
if you ask me.
Stay back.
Stay back.
Aah!
I think plans are slightly overrated,
personally.
No, no, no, no.
Wait, I need that to threaten you.
-What are you doing?
-Thawing everyone.
What? No!
You can't just thaw them all.
-[buzzer blaring]
-[air hissing]
No, no, no. They're supposed to come out
once every 30 years.
This isn't even a cogent plan.
It's just chaos.
Agreed.
Plans are hard.
Chaos, though
chaos is easy.
[dramatic music playing]
[elevator doors whirring]
[spurs jingling lightly]
[Ghoul]
More matching jackets.
Why would Vault-Tec allow Communists
in one of their Vaults?
I wouldn't be so sure they did.
[man speaking Mandarin on TV]
[English narrator]
Individual is secondary to the collective.
[man speaking Mandarin]
[English narrator] true comrade
chooses cooperation over individualism.
[music in Mandarin playing]
[man speaking Mandarin]
[English narrator] Our enemy
has chosen the interest of product
over the interest of people.
We choose people over product.
[narration continues]
These are Americans.
The Vault turned them
into Communists.
[English narrator]
Freedom is inevitable.
[music in Mandarin continues]
[English narrator]
The revolution will not be futile.
[terminal keys clicking]
[man speaking Mandarin]
[English narrator] The individual
is secondary to the collective.
[terminal keys clicking]
[terminal chirping]
[Lucy]
My dad removed the drive.
[footstep squishing]
[metal squeaking loudly]
Well hello there, Sugarbomb!
Looks like your daddy
picked himself up a guinea pig.
What do you want?
I
fix everything.
Go home
Sugarbomb.
Go home!
Go home!
Go!
[screaming] Ho-a-a-a!
[flesh splattering]
[gasping]
[Lucy breathing shakily]
You ever seen your daddy
use one of these before?
No.
You gonna take his advice?
He won't stop hurting people.
Yeah, no shit.
[Ghoul sighs]
Well, then we better get going.
[sighs]
[Black Box thuds]
[heavy footsteps]
[horn blares]
[heavy footsteps continue]
[dramatic music playing]
[sighs deeply]
[terminal powering up]
[terminal] You have
-[beep]
-462,311 unread messages.
Let's get to it.
[Roy Orbison: "Working for the Man"]
Hey now,
you better listen to me ♪
-Every one of you ♪
-Ooh! ♪
We've got a lotta, lotta,
lotta, lotta work to do ♪
[inhaling deeply]
Mm!
Forget about your women
and that water can ♪
-Ooh! ♪
-[sighs]
Today you're working
for the man ♪
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
-Ooh! Ooh! ♪
-Oh, oh, oh ♪
Well, pick up your feet,
we've got a deadline to meet ♪
I'm gonna see you
make it on time ♪
Oh, don't relax,
I want elbows and backs ♪
I wanna see everybody
from behind ♪
-Ooh! ♪
-'Cause you're working for the man ♪
Working for the man ♪
You gotta make him a hand ♪
Working for the man ♪
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! ♪
Ooh! ♪♪
[eerie music playing]
[beeps]
-[button clicking]
-[light radio static]
-[sighs]
-[static warbling]
This is Hank MacLean,
reporting for duty, sir.
Nobody in Vault-Tec
knows I'm here.
And nobody in Vault-Tec
knows much of anything anymore.
Wanted to let you know
I'm still alive.
I hope you are, too.
I mean, I don't doubt that you are.
You spent so much time
calculating how to survive
all possible contingencies.
Uh, I've been keeping busy.
I'm in Vegas these days,
back in your old
stomping grounds, actually
trying to pick up
where you all left off.
Looks like a couple
of the Vault experiments
ran into some speed bumps.
24 made progress
on the brain-computer interface.
This one, miniaturization.
What it all needs is integrating.
But I'm confident
that if I just roll up my sleeves,
I can bring it all home for you.
Then, we can finally talk
about my promotion.
[blows sharply]
I'm gonna complete
the work you started.
And when this is all over,
you will be begging me to help you.
-[button clicking]
-'Cause the company ♪
And the daughter you see ♪
They're both gonna be all mine ♪
-Ooh! ♪
-Yeah, I'm gonna be the man ♪
I'm gonna be the man ♪
Gotta make him a hand ♪
If I'm gonna be the man ♪
Ooh! Ooh! ♪
So, I'm picking 'em up
and I'm laying 'em down ♪
I believe he's gonna work me
into the ground ♪
I pull to the left,
I heave to the right ♪
I oughta kill him,
but it wouldn't be right ♪
-Ooh! ♪
-'Cause I'm working for the man ♪
Working for the man ♪
I gotta make him a hand ♪
Working for the man ♪
-Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
-Ooh! ♪
-Oh, oh, oh ♪
-Ooh! ♪
Well, the boss man's daughter
sneaks me water ♪
Every time
her daddy's down the line ♪
She says, meet me tonight,
love a me right ♪
And everything is gonna be fine ♪
So, I slave all day
without much pay ♪
But I'm just biding my time ♪
'Cause the company
and the daughter, you see ♪
They're both gonna be all mine ♪
Ooh! ♪♪
[tense music playing]
[Quintus]
Together
we will fulfill our promise.
To make better this fallen world.
[Paladin Xander Harkness]
Sorry to interrupt.
I understand we're discussing
a civil war.
♪♪
The Commonwealth
are gonna kill us all.
Unless I can stop it.
What do we always say?
[all]
Most kids are dead by this age!
[Lucy]
I'm looking for someone.
[Rodriguez] What do you plan to do
to him when you find him?
What say you, Miss MacLean?
[Lucy] Your family may
very well still be out there.
But one thing I wouldn't count on
is them appreciating the kind of person
you've become.
♪♪
[Barb] There are worse people
out there than me.
[Securitron] Don't you know what
they say in Vegas?
Everyone's a winner!
Eventually.
[Ghoul] Same goes for losing,
in my experience.
Except for one man.
[stranger] Mr. Howard.
I know that you came to Vegas
to kill me.
Did you not?
And I don't know yet how you
play a part in ending the world.
But you most certainly do.
[Betty] If you don't help us,
there won't be a Vault 33 anymore.
[Norm]
Dad, if you can hear me
what's gonna happen to our Vault?
♪♪
[Hank]
My little Sugarbomb.
♪♪