Sailor ...The hum is gone.
Grey The enclosure's off.
Sailor Shh! listen. What's that one sound? It's almost like,
a person … coughing.
Grey I think … oh, you know what, that must be a bird.
Grey Outside. Outside the colony. An animal. Oh, it's been forever sine I've heard that sound!
Sailor Animals! You've heard animals?
Grey Sailor look, the gates are opening. Get down from there, please.
Sailor Sorry. Can we go watch?
Grey We can watch from here.
Sailor No, but can we go watch up close? The sun's in my eyes.
Grey No, Sailor. You stay in here until the enclosure is back on.
Sailor Look how shiny they are. There's more silver showing than paint. Gosh, they must be really heavy—they're actually breaking the dirt. Oh, Chief John looks so nervous.
Grey He's not nervous. He's thinking.
Sailor Who's that guy?
Grey Looks like Capitol personnel. He's got to be roasting in that suit.
Sailor Why's he got hair on his face?
Grey All politicians do. It's like a tradition I guess.
Sailor It's going to make him sweat.
Grey Yes, it will.
Sailor Maybe we should tell him to cut it. It would help.
Grey Maybe you can tell him.
Sailor I will. Once the enclosure's back on.
Enter Foster and Capitol delegate Mark Debars
Debars I hope you understand the severity of the risk we took, driving here. The Capitol is an entire landmass away.
Foster I do indeed, Sir. We're quite honored to have you here at our colony. In fact, we've got our own Beta Generation here at Forty-Four—Sailor is his name—he's probably delighted to witness your arrival.
Debars Wonderful. Even just one Beta has a way with stimulating a colony.
Debars Well then. [scanning] It appears my job is cut out for me, here.
Debars Mm, there's much to be done. Congress wants every colony to be top-of-the-line in less than four years,