Travis, our man of denial, is out for a morning jog. He was glad for the arrival of the military; he thought the cavalry had arrived and all would be well. Poor fool. It all felt wrong from the get-go.<\/p>\n He returns home and Maddie\u2019s in his face within seconds. She\u2019s under pressure from her kids, has troops using their rooms for triage, power blinking on and off, no phones and no real answers while Travis jogs along, smiling and waving like the friggin’ mayor. That\u2019d piss me off, too.<\/p>\n The troops have secured a six-mile radius, tidily wrapped up in a chain link fence. No one in, no one out. The commanding officer announces that their zone is officially virus-free. They must stay within the fences and obey the curfew or they will be detained. He won\u2019t answer any of the questions shouted at him. He\u2019s clearly a power-hungry ass, joking \u201cBe nice and I won\u2019t have to shoot you, he-he.\u201d This smells real bad, he-he. She has herself a good cry, which was probably a long time coming.<\/p>\n Liza is caring for Hector, a sick man in his home. She was able to get morphine, and has set him up with an intravenous drip. Nick spies her leaving and manages to get his addict ass into the house and under the hospital bed. Next thing you know, he has the IV inserted in between his toes, lying under the bed like a vampire. Nick is sick, the poor bastard needs help.<\/p>\n Maddie’s taken up drinking bourbon from a coffee mug. She even takes a swig right after some great make-up sex with Travis in the car in their garage. She flips back to angry pretty quickly once he opens his mouth. Just be pretty Travis, just be pretty. She can\u2019t stand his naive attitude. Why are there no medicine, doctors, phones or answers?! Her instincts tell her they\u2019re all being lied to. Maddie needs to find things out for herself. She sits on the roof with a flashlight, clicking it on and off, S.O.S. She sees the blinking S.O.S. reply Chris saw.<\/p>\n![\"fear-the-walking-dead-episode-4-travis](\"http:\/\/tvrecappersdelight.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/09\/fear-the-walking-dead-episode-4-travis-curtis.jpg\")
<\/a>Our episode of FTWD opens to Lou Reed\u2019s melancholy \u201cPerfect Day<\/a>\u201d. Nick has donned the shades, and is blissfully laid out on a float in the family pool. He even declines an oxycodone offered to him by Maddie. She smells bullshit, but doesn\u2019t call him on it just yet. I would, he just looks too relaxed. Nick is as likable as he is vexing, like a lost little boy with a crooked grin. Chris is on the roof with his favorite appendage – his camcorder. He narrates day nine of the apocalypse as he pans the area. Chris sees an S.O.S. blinking on the distant hillside. He tells his father.<\/p>\n
\nAlicia gets her teen angst moment, looking through the Tran\u2019s empty house. She finds a suicide note from Susan, and reads it over and over, feeling the love that must have lived in that house.<\/p>\n