Silo
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Juliette: I don't have time for messages...
Sandy: I don't have any fսcking messages. I just... I need to know what's going on.
Juliette: Billings went to his friends in Judicial and came back with a name. Ralf Melby. They want me to waste my time arresting Melby while they get their patsy.
Sandy: Patrick Kennedy.
Juliette: Yeah. That's gonna make me look incompetent, they'll send me back to Mechanical, and Billings gets the badge.
Sandy: You sure they're setting up Kennedy?
Juliette: I know a search is gonna turn up rat poison and a drawing from Marnes's wall.
Sandy: How do you know that? If he's their patsy, you requesting an arrest warrant means Judicial's gonna send a goon to get him right away.
Juliette: That's why I'm going.
Juliette: Hank?
Hank: Jules.
Juliette: Hey. Hey. What are you doing here?
Hank: Oh, I, uh... I got an invite to the burial.
Juliette: Really? I didn't see you there.
Hank: Yeah. Um, funerals aren't really my thing.
Juliette: Yeah, they're not really anyone's thing. I'll pay my respects heading back down.
This morning, I ran a program to create a data set of Silo residents under the age of 46. A number I arrived at by taking 40 and adding 6. Forty being the amount of years that Ruth Jahns served as mayor, and six being the age of basic societal awareness, giving a total... of 5,496 Silo residents out of the current population of 10,112, for whom Ruth Jahns was the only mayor they ever knew. Mayor Jahns was a trusted and beloved leader because she knew the residents of the Silo, and they knew her.
Bernard
I'm only gonna be mayor for a few months, so I'm gonna try to drink as much of Mayor Jahns's liquor as I can.
Bernard
Bernard: I'm guessing he had his skull crushed in with the butt of his own shotgun. It couldn't have been easy. Marnes was made of iron, anger and spite.
Juliette: Who are you?
Sims: This is Paul Billings. He's your...
Juliette: Oh. That's the guy you wanted to be sheriff.
Sims: He's your new Chief Deputy.
Juliette: The old one's not even cold.
Sandy: Are you Nichols?
Juliette: Yeah.
Sandy: Keys are yours. One opens the main door, the other this office. The third, Holston's apartment. If you know your measurements and shoe size, write 'em down, and I'll get you at least one uniform by tomorrow. You bleed or sweat through that one, you'll be wearing it all week, so try not to get it filthy. Juliette: Yeah.
Sandy: That's Holston's.
Juliette: Yeah.
Sandy: Oh, you can give it to me. You'll get yours after you're sworn in.
Juliette: No, I'll keep it. Is there any food?
Sandy: The cafeteria will open at 5:00.
Juliette: Anything now?
Sandy: We just, uh, grab-and-go three levels down. I was told to stock the fridge in the apartment, but I have no idea what you people eat down deep.
Juliette: Children mostly. Sometimes each other. Um, what's in this?
Sandy: Firearms. Restricted items.
Juliette: Files?
Sandy: Some.
Juliette: And the combination?
Sandy: After you're sworn in.
Juliette: Right, listen. I don't know if your issue is with me or just with anybody from the bottom 50, but I'm finding this...
Sandy: What are the files you want?
Juliette: Huh?
Sandy: You were asking about files.
Juliette: Just one. Uh, George Wilkins. Mechanical.
Sandy: Look, I get a note from the mayor that says, "Clean out Holston's office. Nichols is coming." I don't know who you are, or why you're here...
Juliette: You haven't asked.
Sandy: I don't give a damn! The only way I've survived this week is by following instructions, and I don't need... I
Juliette: I'm Holston's replacement, which I'm guessing makes me your boss? Yeah, I'm from the Down Deep. I eat the same shit you eat. Maybe with a little bit more salt. Are we done with that? Great. Now, can you please get me Wilkins's file?
Bernard: Miss Nichols.
Marnes: What the fսck are you doing here?
Bernard: I had a porter retrieve Miss Nichols, as she's soon to be our sheriff. Sims: She's not.
Marnes: Well, she ain't gonna be sheriff till she's been sworn in.
Bernard: I'm well aware of that, Deputy. But considering the urgency of the situation, I thought it best that she join us.
Marnes: Like you would know what the fսck to do here anyway.
Bernard: Miss Nichols, I'm Bernard Holland, the head of IT.
Juliette: Oh, I know who you are.
Sims: Sam, I hear what you're saying. I do.
Bernard: We're just asking for a little discretion.
Marnes: Discretion?
Sims: Bernard's not wrong here. It'll be bad enough when word gets out she's dead. Add murder to that and the situation might become unmanageable. Bernard: People of the Silo need comfort.
Marnes: You know, if it's... if it's comfort that you want, you can get me a focused Judicial list of every criminal who's ever crossed my path 25 levels either side of the Mids deputy station.
Allison: Are you getting coffee?
Holston: I am, I am!
Allison: Okay. I'll take milk, please. Actually, no milk. I don't... I don't...
Deputy: What are you doing?
Sheriff: I wanna see her.
Deputy: No, Sheriff.
Sheriff: I should've done it three years ago. But I couldn't listen.
Deputy: Hey. Stop. Come on out of there. Let's talk about this.
Sheriff: I made up my mind, or I wouldn't be in here. I'm sorry, Sam.
Deputy: You're gonna say this to me after all we've been through?
Sheriff: Want me to wait till Sandy gets in?
Deputy: I don't want you to say it. Please, Sheriff. Don't say it.
Sheriff: Deputy Marnes...
Deputy: Please, Sheriff.
Sheriff: I wanna go out.
The body was found here, on this ventilation unit. I'm thinking George must've fallen maybe 100 feet, give or take. No witnesses.
Holston
Juliette: Well, you don't look too hungover.
Man: I'm not. Just sad.
Juliette: Why?
Man: You didn't hear?
Juliette: I just got up. Hear what?
Man: Computer George went off the stairs last night. They're saying suicide.
