Miles and Monroe have their umpteenth armed standoff, and once again, because they are desperately in love with each other, neither of them gets killed. They get flushed out of the Tower through it sewer system, punch each other a little, then Miles goes to help rescue Charlie and Rachel while Monroe discovers that Neville has taken charge of the militia. But before Neville can convene a kangaroo court to convict Monroe and then shoot him in the face, Miles frees him and Bass scampers off to the dark plains of Colorado.
Inside the Tower, Charlie, Rachel, Aaron, and Nora fight both Dan and his Tower-protecting pals and Neville and Jason and the militia troops. When she sets off an IED that blows up Dan and his crew, Nora is grievously wounded, but rather than getting her help, Rachel and Aaron go to turn the power on while Charlie just flails around ineffectually. Miles finds them, but before he can do much but make a constipated emotion face, Nora dies in his arms.
Rachel and Aaron manage to get to the control room on level twelve that holds the power switches. Aaron, who discovered that the Tower operating system is built on code he wrote in college, switches the power back on. Everyone we've met who isn't dead or at the Tower watches in delighted awe as their fans and lights and sophisticated weapons systems all switch back on.
But! Randall survived last week's Tower massacre, and he's locked himself inside the secret inner twelfth-floor room that controls all the (remaining? Still armed? Sure) missiles in the country. He immediately fires them all at Atlanta and Philadelphia, thus wiping out all the entrenched power on the East Coast, and then kills himself. And in Cuba, at fucking Guantanamo Bay, even, someone whose lackey addresses him as "Mr. President" is delighted to have power, the better to see his extensive collection of dead animals by.
Previously on Revolution: The lights went out, and everyone lost their shit--this time to a plinky acoustic soundtrack? WTF. Man, Miles needs a haircut.
We pick up where we left off in November, with Miles and Monroe in an armed standoff. Only the geography is a little different. They point their giant guns at each other and finger the triggers erotically, but before they can finally kill each other in a repressed homosexual suicide pact, Tower guards intrude, forcing Miles and Monroe to fight back and then flee with Nora, into what's either the Tower's sewer or its hydraulic power source. Naturally, the Tower guards follow them and shoot at them so they fall in the water. Nora surfaces and screams for Miles. Gosh! Do you think it's remotely possible that he drowned in the first five minutes of the episode?
Randall (still alive! Colm Feore is hard to kill) finds Dick Cheney's secret bunker, now stripped of weapons. He pulls a framed photo of George W. off the wall and smashes the glass, finding a swipe card behind the portrait.
Back in Tower Heights HQ, Grace is still fearmongering about how turning the power back on could make the nanites set the world on fire. Yes, but if you don't turn the power back on, I will never find out what Leslie Knope and Ben Wyatt's babies look like, and you get in the way of that I will cut a bitch. One of the guards who was after Miles and Monroe reports to Dan that the dictator and his buddies have disappeared. Dan relates this information dispassionately, then tells Rachel if she tries to get to level twelve and turn the power back on, he'll kill her. Has no one realized that death threats don't work on a nihilist?
Neville comes into a tent to talk to Franklin about the revolution (ha-ha, get it? Ugh) he's fomenting. Franklin is somewhat less than bullish on Neville's chances of overthrowing Monroe, but Neville says he's going to let Franklin go rather than slaughter him, because he's not a capricious murderer like Monroe. He assures him he's going to send him home to his wife, but without his weapon--and then Neville picks up Franklin's gun, fires twice into the tent wall, then shoots Franklin dead. He plants the gun on Franklin and then is pointing his own weapon at him to make it look like Franklin drew on him when the others, including Jason, rush in. Man. Unless you are Giancarlo Esposito, it just does not pay to be darker than a glass of milk on this show.