In D.C., Kylie nervously watches as her apartment door opens. Robert's intimidating visitor walks in, but he turns out to only be Kylie's dad. No wonder Robert was so scared of him. She runs into his arms, saying they took it all. He assures her it's okay. Which, yeah, the thing doesn't work for shit anyway.

At the bar, Chaplin gives Cortez a grim debriefing over drinks. She doesn't say how it ended up being Red who got killed, and Chaplin says he and the crew did their best. "No one blames you for what happened," she assures him. The look he gives her isn't much better than being kidnapped, so she suggests he have a drink as well, which he does. Redman's blood is on the hands of a lot of people: Julian and his men, Brannan, Kylie, the blockade...but mostly the people who refuse to carpet submarines.

The funeral procession of the dead boy is going through the streets ,which much keening and singing. King and Tani come out of the forest together in time to see it go by. They must be very tired. Julian's part of the procession and locks eyes with Chaplin and Kendal while they watch from the bar above. While watching the funeral, Kendal promises Chaplin's own son a proper burial when the time comes, with 21 guns at Arlington; "We'll do it right." Chaplin nods like he doesn't really believe it, but he doesn't have a lot of other options at the moment.

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