Beauty and the Beast (2012–2016): Season 1, Episode 8 - Trapped - full transcript
Vincent allows JT to inject him with endorphins and sedatives that force him into a fugue state.
Nine years ago,
I witnessed my mother's murder.
I would have been killed, too,
if it hadn't been for Vincent.
I was part of an experimental
special forces group.
Their goal was to create
the perfect super soldier.
They made us stronger,
faster, better.
But something went wrong.
You're him.
She makes me feel like
I have a life again.
Vincent, I need you.
Someone took Evan.
I don't know how
we cover this one up.
Evan heard the whole attack.
Be as normal as you
can possibly be.
No one needs to know you have
anything to do with us.
Whatever killed Peter,
it wasn't entirely human.
Vincent, you all right?
He's dangerous, and if he's not
in control of himself,
somebody needs to be.
No, you can't keep him in that.
We are going to figure out
a way to fix this.
♪
Yo, Jake Riley loves you all!
If Jake Riley could
multiply himself...
Go, go, go already!
This girl is officially
obsessed with you,
and I can't believe
I'm going to say this,
but maybe if we
get her over here...
What, are you crazy?
I barely have enough warning
as it is
before these fugues
or these blackouts
or whatever the hell
they are.
Okay, but if being
around Catherine
really is the cause
of these blackouts,
forget synthesized endorphins.
Use the real thing.
Have her come
over here.
She's seen you, Vincent, and...
she hasn't run.
I don't know
how much longer I can expect her
to put up with all this
if we can't find a cure
to these blackouts.
That's fine.
A cocktail of endorphins
and my good friend lorazepam
to keep you chill
while I evaluate
your Catherine-allergic ass.
Otherwise my phone bill's
a hit the roof.
Hey.
New case. You're not gonna
believe this one.
Aliens landed and knocked over
a liquor store?
Thanks, Mulder.
In the meantime, we have
an attempted murder.
And that's
Special Crimes because...?
Our vic is a celebrity.
Meet Jake Riley.
You may recall
some of his songs
being featured
on the Billboard charts.
This is my partner,
Detective Catherine Chandler.
Cat, this is Jake and his
manager, Chris Miller.
Cat? Like, uh, Cat in the Hat?
Well, cutie,
you're looking
at four number ones,
three platinum albums.
Yeah, okay, so, diversity Barbie
has had us waiting here till you
showed up, and I'm
running low on patience.
You do realize my client
is the victim, yeah?
He was shot at.
Mr. Miller, do either
of you know someone
who would want
to hurt Jake? An enemy?
One of my lady beings.
I'm in demand.
What's good, shorty?
Yeah, baby,
I miss you, too.
Probably shot me a lot.
It's crazy.
Well, I didn't want
the kid to see it.
What? Fan mail?
Yeah.
The more rabid ones.
And not all of them
are exactly fans.
Hate mail.
Well, goes
with the territory.
JR doesn't know about these.
And this doesn't even cover
the social media ones.
Oh. This one here...
this one's
particularly vocal.
No return address,
and this recent development.
It's a good place to start.
All right, beautiful,
talk to you later, a'ight?
Stay gorgeous.
Since he's a celebrity,
Chief ordered
a protection detail on him
until we catch the perp.
Protocol has one of us
on you at all times.
No way.
You won't even know
they're there, and you
can still do your thing.
He can still do
his thing, right?
See?
A'ight. Only if
I get her, though.
Yeah.
I completely forgot
it was Mud-bogging Day.
Did you ever think of,
I don't know,
stomping before
you sneak up on someone?
Seriously?
What were you doing?
I can't get what happened
out of my head.
I went back.
To the subway tunnels?
Evan, you were kidnapped
and almost killed
by a psycho frat boy.
Yeah, and then saved
by some mysterious vigilante.
It's understandable
that you're traumatized;
what you went through
was brutal.
It was.
But it's more
than that, you know?
It happened so fast.
I heard a psycho getting
ripped apart by some thing,
and then you saved me,
bullets flying...
Evan, whoever this vigilante is,
it is not a "some thing."
Cat, it's just,
you were right there,
and he was right there.
I was too busy
trying to save your ass.
Well, you were the only one
in a position to see him,
and you say that
you didn't, though.
What does that give us?
What's less than nothing?
Can't you just let it go?
I never did thank you.
Well, I will exchange
your gratitude for a favor.
Okay.
I was hoping that you could run
the DNA from these letters
through CODIS
and the juvie system.
You really think
that your shooter is
some mall-dwelling teen?
It's too early
to rule anything out.
Could you put it to the top
of your list?
For the woman that saved me
from an extremely traumatizing
near-death experience...
all right.
Thank you.
Try not to kill me
while I study you.
Ready?
Yeah.
Feel anything yet?
It's gonna be
okay, dude.
It's gonna be okay.
I barely even felt it, Doctor.
VANESSA The first effects
of the steroids
and antivirals
within days.
Other effects
you'll notice over time.
What's it feel like?
Like taking
your first shot at a bar.
You feel the alcohol
burning through your stomach.
Whoa.
Now it's like,
it's like...
everywhere.
Now it's like,
I just feel like...
I'm ready for action,
you know?
Little more of these vitamin
boosts and we'll be unstoppable.
Oh, yeah.
There will be limits,
but the progress
we're seeing
is better than any outcome
we could have projected.
Dude... what happened?
You were like
talking and then...
I was in Afghanistan
when they were injecting us.
I saw Catherine's mother.
♪ Beauty and the Beast 1x08 ♪
Trapped
Original Air Date on December 6, 2012
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
It had to have been real.
I've barely had any full
memories of my time in combat.
But this, this was like
I was right there.
It was so visceral.
I don't know,
maybe the lorazepam, you know?
It allowed me to remember things
I'd forgotten.
Being turned
into a super-soldier
complete with killer canines
seems like
a hard memory to "forget."
Almost like those memories were
suppressed by someone else.
You mean, by Muirfield.
Why now?
Maybe it's what you're thinking
when you go into the fugue.
I was thinking
about how I got into all this,
you know,
when I joined up.
Catherine's mom.
If Catherine's mom was part
of all this,
don't you think
she needs to know?
So she learns things about her
mom that are gonna hurt her?
No, I do not want her
to get her involved, JT.
Vincent, you know
Catherine.
When it comes to you,
she wants to be involved.
No, but this was different,
okay?
She doesn't want to know
that her mom was responsible
for turning soldiers
into monsters.
You can't protect her
forever, man.
It's not just
about her mom.
It's about you.
What do you think she'd want?
♪ Yo, Tess,
you are so beautiful ♪
♪ Make me want to get you
to be my girl ♪
♪ I wanna make you my girl...
Oh, what up, Cat... in the Hat?
Yeah, I'm not loving the nickname.
Mm. Once a nickname's
been given,
it's yours for life.
Isn't that right, Manslayer?
Say that again,
I pummel you.
Don't tease me.
Just go. Just walk away
and stay at least ten feet
away from me.
If it helps, I think
I found us a new lead.
It helps if it means getting rid
of the Backstreet Boy wannabe.
Now I have to take him
to his basketball practice.
Um, looks like
he's in this Twitter war
with tween-sation
"Lil Tap That."
No joke.
And it sounds ugly.
What, the name
or the Twitter war?
Gotta go.
♪
Now you want some?
Tempting.
Your sound system is
like Stone-Age-olical.
Just... Okay,
I'll make sure
to let the chief know you find
her squad cars underwhelming.
I'm sure she'll be delighted
to shell out
and pimp our ride.
A'ight.
Let's get this
over with, LeBron.
LeBron wishes he had
these cheekbones.
No, my mother wasn't
in Afghanistan.
She was. I remember it now.
You what?
We think your mother was
a player... in Muirfield.
And you don't look surprised.
Catherine, what is it?
The agent from Muirfield
who abducted me,
he showed me a picture of my mom
with other Muirfield scientists.
And you never told us?
JT...
I didn't believe him.
He was using whatever he could
to turn me against you.
It couldn't be real.
Well, it is.
You never
thought to tell us about this?
Vincent, I'm sorry.
I just...
I thought we were done with
all these secrets, you know?
That's why we called you
over here.
Look, it's okay.
We don't actually
know how involved
your mom was.
But we know
she wasn't innocent,
since it was enough
to get her killed.
Wait.
Wait. You're inducing
another blackout?
If it has the same effect
as last time,
it may be the only way we get
to know more about your mom.
Don't you want to know?
Okay, JT,
I need to be under longer
this time.
I need the answers
to get out of this cage.
Come on.
It's amazing. Like...
there's all this new energy
just bursting out of me.
You're not the only one.
Did you see Thrace
bodyslam Harris?
I mean, it was like the WWE
comes to the desert.
You weren't too bad
out there yourself.
Okay. I know
they're giving us vitamins,
but what kind of supplements
they hiding in there?
I don't know, but I like it.
Lafferty?
Lafferty?
Dr. C, she just
completely zoned out.
He's having a hard time
coming out of it.
Come on, guys, push yourselves.
Push yourselves.
Come on.
Keep going. Keep going.
Keller, is it?
Yes, ma'am.
How are you feeling?
Uh, incredible.
Never felt better--
ready to get out there.
After that last session,
you don't feel any fatigue?
Impaired sensory awareness?
Memory loss?
Uh, no.
Uh, my hearing's
getting better though.
I feel like I can hear
a conversation
from, like, a mile away.
Is that normal?
Nothing's normal
about you anymore, Vincent.
But we couldn't continue
this war without you.
You mean without
soldiers who can put
their fists through a table.
What matters is that
after we win this war,
we're all going home
to lead healthy, long lives.
To our families.
That's why I joined this project
in the first place.
To protect my daughters.
Our country.
Dr. Chandler?
Is everything okay
with Lafferty?
You know, we haven't seen
her since she went down
I mean, what happened?
You created us and you never
mentioned these side effects.
We didn't expect them.
She lapsed into a fugue state.
She temporarily lost cognizance.
And the serum you gave her?
To treat the blackouts.
Hopefully alleviates
them altogether.
Wait. Is it gonna happen
to all of us, or...?
I don't know.
At some point it's likely.
But everyone's DNA is responding
differently to this project.
We don't know when or why these
side effects are showing up.
Well, you must have some idea.
You don't have any
causative evidence?
If you'll excuse me.
Fall in!
Do you want
to lose your arm?
JT, move.
Vincent, you're back.
It's okay.
Okay, come on.
I need some water.
You're not the reason
for the blackouts.
Say what, now?
What do you mean?
It's not you.
The blackouts are
a random side effect
of the experiments.
How do you know?
Because your mom told me.
Okay, your mom
may have created us,
but she was trying
to stop these side effects.
I thought she was this doctor
who helped people,
but she did this to you.
You didn't, okay?
You're not the cause of this.
Vincent, I am
so sorry.
Don't be sorry.
We don't have to stay away
from each other anymore.
All this time I idolized her
and I didn't even
know who she was.
I have to make this right.
You said she was working
on fixing it.
She wouldn't have just
let her work disappear.
I have to find it.
Well, this is unexpected.
Well, it is a week until
you're getting married.
I thought that in the spirit
of moving forward,
I'd clean out some
of Mom's things.
Uh, no, I don't think
that's such a good idea.
There's a reason they're
packed and stored away.
Okay.
This is sounding
kind of ominous.
Your mother kept
a lot of secrets.
Your mother did
a lot of research, a lot
of lab work for the government.
It was highly classified.
Dad, why...
Why didn't you tell me?
After all this time?
I was scared, Cat.
I was scared
that the mother you loved
wouldn't be the woman
I found in those boxes.
What boxes, Dad?
I locked her stuff away.
I thought it was best.
Best for who?
I wanted to protect you.
But you didn't even know
what you were protecting
me from.
Catherine, listen to me:
We are nothing more
than our memories,
our stories,
the people we love.
How other people
remember us.
Daddy, you didn't
give me a choice.
All these years I blamed myself
for what happened to her,
and you have
things...
actual things that
could have given me answers.
The storage room
behind the wine rack.
It's your choice.
All right, look,
I don't got time to burn.
Of course, I got
other things to burn.
That's cute, really.
Mr. Little... That.
It's "Lil Tap That."
Or just "Tap That"
to you, sweet thing.
Not you, too.
Where were you last night?
The Clock Strikes.
The club?
Launched my new hat collection.
All night?
Well, nah,
there was this one honey,
and she...
Don't care.
Don't want to know.
What I do want
to know is what's up
with you and Jake Riley?
I hear you're in some
kind of Twitter war.
Damn, girl, ain't
you ever heard of spin?
Our managers
baked it all.
You really think that stunt
with Riley was legit?
They're just trying to bump me
off the cover of Tiger Beat.
Managers are really
that tabloid-hungry?
Drama sells.
Lady, you see this scar?
I had to throw down
in a bar 'cause my single
was dropping the next day.
A year ago,
Miller sent JR to rehab
and the kid's as clean
as my grandma.
They'd sell our souls.
So, you and Jake Riley
don't hate each other?
Nah.
He's leagues below me, yo.
He's got the girls.
I got the women.
Okay.
All right, enough--
we're done here.
Sorry about
that, man.
Yo, these people
taking forever...
Ooh.
Get out of my chair.
Ooh, Mommy Chandler
was a looker.
Not helping, JT.
So, Vincent saw
your mom taking notes
in an olive notebook both times.
It had to be where she kept her
observation and research notes.
Okay, hold on.
Check the big box.
You know, I really
don't need backseat detectiving.
Just trying to help.
It's not like it's gonna be
labeled "Cure for Vincent."
Got it.
Look for something that
could be a formula,
equations.
Okay, I have no idea
what I'm looking at here.
Wait, uh, turn the page back.
- Did you see something?
- To see something
you'll have to turn
the page back so I can know
if I see something.
It's a miracle that you have
so many friends.
Hilarious. Keep turning.
Keep going.
Stop, uh, uh, go back.
Uh, show me that last page.
What's the notation say
at the bottom of the page?
Psychogenic fugue.
Your mom's notes
about Vincent's genetic makeup
are crazy thorough.
She mentions side effects
including memory loss
and it looks like
she was working on formulas
to counteract them.
Only problem is
to replicate these,
I need better equipment
and Vincent's blood.
Better equipment like?
A Spartan RX real-time
DNA analyzer.
Okay, and where are we gonna
find one of those?
A police forensics lab.
That is a lot of cops.
Okay, you ready?
How'd you get "you ready"
off "That is a lot of cops"?
I'm trying to move things along.
I know you're Sarah Connor
with a kung fu grip
and all, but I'm
pee-in-your-pants terrified.
Okay, I'm gonna text you
when we're leaving.
The outer door to the morgue--
it'll be open,
so you don't need
a security card.
Two lefts, then a right.
And you're right there.
But I can only buy you
a couple hours at the most,
so you need to make
that serum fast.
Okay.
Good luck.
I'm so calling you
Cat in the Hat until you're 40.
How could you leave me alone
with him
the whole day?
Dad, Brooke, wedding nightmare.
By the way, it turns out
that Jake's manager, Miller--
he had a publicity deal
with Lil Tap That's manager.
That whole Twitter feud
was staged.
You think Miller staged
that shooting
as a publicity stunt?
I don't know, but I looked
into his financials.
He withdrew large amounts
out of his work account.
I think we got enough
for a warrant.
I'm on it.
Uh, no.
No, you are not
leaving me alone again
to go gallivanting off.
Tess, I owe you big.
What else is new?
How the hell
you work this thing?
Just think of him
like he's Pinocchio.
You know,
he just wants
to be a real boy.
Good luck.
Victory is mine.
For you, Manslayer,
an offering.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Still waiting on
those DNA swabs.
Actually, I am heading
over to the manager's office.
I was hoping
you'd come with me.
Where's Tess?
She's playing nanny.
So, what do you say?
Go out amongst the living?
It's not really my job.
Come on,
I'm partnerless,
and you could use
some field hours.
Besides, do you really want
to sit around
waiting for analysis
on envelope spit?
Point taken.
But you owe me one,
and I plan on collecting.
♪
♪
What makes you so sure
that Riley's manager
staged the shooting?
Seems like a bit of a stretch.
After all the stunts he's
had Jake pull in the past,
not really, also unprecedented
sizable bank withdrawal.
He withdrew 30 grand.
For what?
Not a yacht.
If that's not a flag-raiser,
I don't know what is.
Money probably went
to the shooter.
What kind of person
hires a gunman
as a publicity stunt?
I'm gonna go out on a limb here
and say a crazy person.
The shooter did miss,
and Miller had
this handy bag
of possible suspects
just waiting for us.
I have to admit,
this is kind of fun.
It is only fun if you, uh...
find something.
"My Unexpected Rise
and Fall in the
Music Industry."
Sounds like a bestseller.
The last chapter isn't written
yet, but there is a title.
"Tragedy:
the Death of Jake Riley."
Please?
No.
Come on, you know
you want to show me.
I really don't.
I'll sing you a ballad again.
If you do, I'll arrest you.
That's it.
If you don't show me
right now...
♪ I'm gonna sing you a ballad. ♪
Fine.
Boom, weakness exploited.
Well, once you see it,
there's no un-seeing it.
Oh, my God.
Yo, can I get some of these?
No.
Oh.
You hit like a girl.
Yeah, it's me.
Come on. Let's
see it already.
Oh, my God, that's so wrong.
Told you.
Vincent!
I broke into the morgue,
made the serum,
snagged Stallone from the U.
Time to pump this guy full
of untested fugue deliciousness.
No offense, buddy.
Who's there?
Oh, this is bad.
This is really, really bad.
Yo, this is bull.
It's not.
Jake, I know this is hard to believe.
Yeah, 'cause it's not true.
Miller betrayed you.
He played on
your trust of him.
Okay, we don't have
enough to book him,
but we do have this.
We found it in his office.
Check out the title
of the last chapter.
It's called "Tragedy."
He expected you to die
in that shooting
or at least, it seems that way,
which means that he arranged it.
I'm guessing "Tragedy"
isn't a chapter
he's gonna want to change,
and you're about
to do a live radio show,
a very public event.
Seems like a good twist
in the story to me.
"Just when I thought
J.R. was safe."
Jake, a hit man that didn't
finish his job
isn't gonna back off.
He is going to finish
what he started.
How sure are you you're right?
Vincent!
Dr. C.!
Colonel, slow down.
Just tell me what happened.
The soldiers you created
are out there,
tearing apart this
entire compound.
That's why I wanted
time to test it.
Time's up. Either you
fix the side effects,
or the project's aborted.
Aborted? What?
Terminated.
You can't kill your own men.
Those aren't men.
They're animals.
You communicate with an animal.
They're not animals.
I might not be able to reverse
the full transformation yet,
but the side effects,
the lost time, the aggression,
if you just contain them instead of...
Do you want them
to keep moving through the
country? To keep killing?
Aren't you going with them?
You're leaving the dirty work
to someone else.
You can't leave this
locked down forever.
The world will find out
about them.
Is that a threat, Doctor?
You don't know
when to stop talking.
And that's a problem.
Vincent.
You're here with me.
Please.
Please, I need you.
I can't do this without you
after everything
I learned today about my mom.
Please.
You're here.
Just... be here with me.
Okay.
You're okay.
He's okay?
Dude, dude.
Did I hurt you?
Oh.
Nothing a Care Bears Band-Aid
can't fix.
Vincent, dude,
it's okay.
We've got a plan.
We'll test Vanessa's serum
on Stallone and...
It's just a matter of time
before we test it on you.
No.
Uh, come again?
I am not gonna spend my life
in and out of a cage,
waiting for the lab rat
to tell me to get out.
Stop!
Vincent, don't...
What are you doing?
We don't know
what this does.
What if it makes you worse?
Or kills you?
You think living in a cage
isn't doing that?
Well, it turns out
I'm monstrous enough
to get out of it anyway.
So what now?
Now, we wait.
All right. Let's go.
Thanks, see you.
Hearing there's
a crowd out front.
There isn't out back.
Let's stick to the plan.
NYPD! Stay down!
And that's how it's done.
Mr. Miller, step out.
What's going on?
You saw that shooter
before anyone else.
That's ridiculous.
Put your hands behind your head.
Why?
Jake.
You're under arrest
for the attempted murder
of Jake Riley.
Aside from us, you and Jake
were the only ones
who knew the plan
to come out this way.
You and him.
Jakey, come on, mate. You don't
believe all this rubbish,
do you?
Shut up.
You wrote a book
about me, Chris.
My death would make it
a bestseller.
You tried to kill me
for a book.
I'm really sorry
your manager lied to you.
At least I know what
he really thought of me.
I just can't believe
I had no idea.
You know, I saw him
all the time.
I practically lived with him.
Don't let this
change who you are.
You can't stop
trusting people.
Yeah, trust them
with one eye open.
That sounds pretty sucky to me.
Yeah, it is.
But it's part of growing up:
things get more complicated.
You know, my mom,
she used to say,
"Forgive, but never forget."
Thank you.
You're welcome.
I know you were not
about to let me leave
without saying good-bye.
C'mon, Manslayer.
Chop-chop, let's move!
Come on, I ain't getting any younger.
Oh.
Leaving early because
of your new intern?
Pardon? What intern?
The dude who was
in your lab today
while you were
playing cop with Cat?
Everything cool?
Brilliant.
Manslayer.
Jake Riley is not known
for his patience.
Chop-chop, let's go.
Pop it open.
Scared there's
a dead body in there?
It's cool. I already checked.
Don't worry about it.
You know, I'm digging that you
are looking out for Jake Riley.
It is hot.
Now let's pop this chassis and
quit the chit-chat, a'ight?
Oh, my God.
Yeah...
You tricked out
my squad car.
Yo, it's tight, huh?
Check it out...
Ooh!
Oh, um...
Hurry up!
Okay, okay.
Sorry. Sorry.
Look, I can't have my girl
serving and protecting
with some carbon-dated,
terrestrial radio.
Besides, I can't have you
forgetting who your man is.
Now, just so you know,
it comes fully loaded--
with all my greatest hits.
Including a new one I think
you and Detective Chandler
are really gonna like.
♪
Dad. Hey.
Thanks for coming.
Was swinging by work
when I got your text anyway.
So, you left the house
pretty quickly today.
Yeah.
Um...
I, uh...
It's just that I've blamed
myself for so many years
for what happened to Mom.
You know?
I'm the one who called her
the night she died.
You know, I guess just
going through her things,
I... I realized
it wasn't my fault.
That when we stay stuck
in the past, we stay hurt.
We stay victims.
I don't want to
be that anymore.
Your mother would be so proud
of what you've become.
You've got her heart.
In a lot of ways
I see her in you.
Dad's getting married in a week.
He, uh... wants to start
a fresh life.
He knew you had secrets.
And he tried to protect me
from them.
I have to believe that...
whatever you were doing,
you thought it was right.
God, I want so badly
to bury this, but...
you left this mess.
And now I have to do
everything I can
to make it right.
I love you, Mom.
I love you.
♪
We will, you know.
Make it right.
You heard all that?
A little.
Wait. The serum worked?
Yeah.
Ran a battery of tests...
no more blackouts.
No more cages.
It doesn't change
what I am, though.
No serum for that.
Any suggestions
on how I'm supposed
to move on with my life,
knowing what my mom did to you?
Catherine.
Your mom-- she had no idea
what she was getting into.
You know, that innocent
people were gonna die.
Your mom was
a brave woman.
You know, she...
she really cared about us.
It's just, she got backed
into a very dark corner.
She kept it all from me.
She lied, and that's what
I am doing to my friends.
Then it's my fault.
I'm the reason
you're doing all of this.
No, you didn't have a choice.
She did.
Yeah, but if I had...
I would make that
same choice again
if it meant that
I could be in your life.
You know, I think we've
lived with enough guilt.
Maybe now it's time
to ease up on the past.
What if I can't do that?
You can.
Because I'll do it with you.
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
I witnessed my mother's murder.
I would have been killed, too,
if it hadn't been for Vincent.
I was part of an experimental
special forces group.
Their goal was to create
the perfect super soldier.
They made us stronger,
faster, better.
But something went wrong.
You're him.
She makes me feel like
I have a life again.
Vincent, I need you.
Someone took Evan.
I don't know how
we cover this one up.
Evan heard the whole attack.
Be as normal as you
can possibly be.
No one needs to know you have
anything to do with us.
Whatever killed Peter,
it wasn't entirely human.
Vincent, you all right?
He's dangerous, and if he's not
in control of himself,
somebody needs to be.
No, you can't keep him in that.
We are going to figure out
a way to fix this.
♪
Yo, Jake Riley loves you all!
If Jake Riley could
multiply himself...
Go, go, go already!
This girl is officially
obsessed with you,
and I can't believe
I'm going to say this,
but maybe if we
get her over here...
What, are you crazy?
I barely have enough warning
as it is
before these fugues
or these blackouts
or whatever the hell
they are.
Okay, but if being
around Catherine
really is the cause
of these blackouts,
forget synthesized endorphins.
Use the real thing.
Have her come
over here.
She's seen you, Vincent, and...
she hasn't run.
I don't know
how much longer I can expect her
to put up with all this
if we can't find a cure
to these blackouts.
That's fine.
A cocktail of endorphins
and my good friend lorazepam
to keep you chill
while I evaluate
your Catherine-allergic ass.
Otherwise my phone bill's
a hit the roof.
Hey.
New case. You're not gonna
believe this one.
Aliens landed and knocked over
a liquor store?
Thanks, Mulder.
In the meantime, we have
an attempted murder.
And that's
Special Crimes because...?
Our vic is a celebrity.
Meet Jake Riley.
You may recall
some of his songs
being featured
on the Billboard charts.
This is my partner,
Detective Catherine Chandler.
Cat, this is Jake and his
manager, Chris Miller.
Cat? Like, uh, Cat in the Hat?
Well, cutie,
you're looking
at four number ones,
three platinum albums.
Yeah, okay, so, diversity Barbie
has had us waiting here till you
showed up, and I'm
running low on patience.
You do realize my client
is the victim, yeah?
He was shot at.
Mr. Miller, do either
of you know someone
who would want
to hurt Jake? An enemy?
One of my lady beings.
I'm in demand.
What's good, shorty?
Yeah, baby,
I miss you, too.
Probably shot me a lot.
It's crazy.
Well, I didn't want
the kid to see it.
What? Fan mail?
Yeah.
The more rabid ones.
And not all of them
are exactly fans.
Hate mail.
Well, goes
with the territory.
JR doesn't know about these.
And this doesn't even cover
the social media ones.
Oh. This one here...
this one's
particularly vocal.
No return address,
and this recent development.
It's a good place to start.
All right, beautiful,
talk to you later, a'ight?
Stay gorgeous.
Since he's a celebrity,
Chief ordered
a protection detail on him
until we catch the perp.
Protocol has one of us
on you at all times.
No way.
You won't even know
they're there, and you
can still do your thing.
He can still do
his thing, right?
See?
A'ight. Only if
I get her, though.
Yeah.
I completely forgot
it was Mud-bogging Day.
Did you ever think of,
I don't know,
stomping before
you sneak up on someone?
Seriously?
What were you doing?
I can't get what happened
out of my head.
I went back.
To the subway tunnels?
Evan, you were kidnapped
and almost killed
by a psycho frat boy.
Yeah, and then saved
by some mysterious vigilante.
It's understandable
that you're traumatized;
what you went through
was brutal.
It was.
But it's more
than that, you know?
It happened so fast.
I heard a psycho getting
ripped apart by some thing,
and then you saved me,
bullets flying...
Evan, whoever this vigilante is,
it is not a "some thing."
Cat, it's just,
you were right there,
and he was right there.
I was too busy
trying to save your ass.
Well, you were the only one
in a position to see him,
and you say that
you didn't, though.
What does that give us?
What's less than nothing?
Can't you just let it go?
I never did thank you.
Well, I will exchange
your gratitude for a favor.
Okay.
I was hoping that you could run
the DNA from these letters
through CODIS
and the juvie system.
You really think
that your shooter is
some mall-dwelling teen?
It's too early
to rule anything out.
Could you put it to the top
of your list?
For the woman that saved me
from an extremely traumatizing
near-death experience...
all right.
Thank you.
Try not to kill me
while I study you.
Ready?
Yeah.
Feel anything yet?
It's gonna be
okay, dude.
It's gonna be okay.
I barely even felt it, Doctor.
VANESSA The first effects
of the steroids
and antivirals
within days.
Other effects
you'll notice over time.
What's it feel like?
Like taking
your first shot at a bar.
You feel the alcohol
burning through your stomach.
Whoa.
Now it's like,
it's like...
everywhere.
Now it's like,
I just feel like...
I'm ready for action,
you know?
Little more of these vitamin
boosts and we'll be unstoppable.
Oh, yeah.
There will be limits,
but the progress
we're seeing
is better than any outcome
we could have projected.
Dude... what happened?
You were like
talking and then...
I was in Afghanistan
when they were injecting us.
I saw Catherine's mother.
♪ Beauty and the Beast 1x08 ♪
Trapped
Original Air Date on December 6, 2012
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
It had to have been real.
I've barely had any full
memories of my time in combat.
But this, this was like
I was right there.
It was so visceral.
I don't know,
maybe the lorazepam, you know?
It allowed me to remember things
I'd forgotten.
Being turned
into a super-soldier
complete with killer canines
seems like
a hard memory to "forget."
Almost like those memories were
suppressed by someone else.
You mean, by Muirfield.
Why now?
Maybe it's what you're thinking
when you go into the fugue.
I was thinking
about how I got into all this,
you know,
when I joined up.
Catherine's mom.
If Catherine's mom was part
of all this,
don't you think
she needs to know?
So she learns things about her
mom that are gonna hurt her?
No, I do not want her
to get her involved, JT.
Vincent, you know
Catherine.
When it comes to you,
she wants to be involved.
No, but this was different,
okay?
She doesn't want to know
that her mom was responsible
for turning soldiers
into monsters.
You can't protect her
forever, man.
It's not just
about her mom.
It's about you.
What do you think she'd want?
♪ Yo, Tess,
you are so beautiful ♪
♪ Make me want to get you
to be my girl ♪
♪ I wanna make you my girl...
Oh, what up, Cat... in the Hat?
Yeah, I'm not loving the nickname.
Mm. Once a nickname's
been given,
it's yours for life.
Isn't that right, Manslayer?
Say that again,
I pummel you.
Don't tease me.
Just go. Just walk away
and stay at least ten feet
away from me.
If it helps, I think
I found us a new lead.
It helps if it means getting rid
of the Backstreet Boy wannabe.
Now I have to take him
to his basketball practice.
Um, looks like
he's in this Twitter war
with tween-sation
"Lil Tap That."
No joke.
And it sounds ugly.
What, the name
or the Twitter war?
Gotta go.
♪
Now you want some?
Tempting.
Your sound system is
like Stone-Age-olical.
Just... Okay,
I'll make sure
to let the chief know you find
her squad cars underwhelming.
I'm sure she'll be delighted
to shell out
and pimp our ride.
A'ight.
Let's get this
over with, LeBron.
LeBron wishes he had
these cheekbones.
No, my mother wasn't
in Afghanistan.
She was. I remember it now.
You what?
We think your mother was
a player... in Muirfield.
And you don't look surprised.
Catherine, what is it?
The agent from Muirfield
who abducted me,
he showed me a picture of my mom
with other Muirfield scientists.
And you never told us?
JT...
I didn't believe him.
He was using whatever he could
to turn me against you.
It couldn't be real.
Well, it is.
You never
thought to tell us about this?
Vincent, I'm sorry.
I just...
I thought we were done with
all these secrets, you know?
That's why we called you
over here.
Look, it's okay.
We don't actually
know how involved
your mom was.
But we know
she wasn't innocent,
since it was enough
to get her killed.
Wait.
Wait. You're inducing
another blackout?
If it has the same effect
as last time,
it may be the only way we get
to know more about your mom.
Don't you want to know?
Okay, JT,
I need to be under longer
this time.
I need the answers
to get out of this cage.
Come on.
It's amazing. Like...
there's all this new energy
just bursting out of me.
You're not the only one.
Did you see Thrace
bodyslam Harris?
I mean, it was like the WWE
comes to the desert.
You weren't too bad
out there yourself.
Okay. I know
they're giving us vitamins,
but what kind of supplements
they hiding in there?
I don't know, but I like it.
Lafferty?
Lafferty?
Dr. C, she just
completely zoned out.
He's having a hard time
coming out of it.
Come on, guys, push yourselves.
Push yourselves.
Come on.
Keep going. Keep going.
Keller, is it?
Yes, ma'am.
How are you feeling?
Uh, incredible.
Never felt better--
ready to get out there.
After that last session,
you don't feel any fatigue?
Impaired sensory awareness?
Memory loss?
Uh, no.
Uh, my hearing's
getting better though.
I feel like I can hear
a conversation
from, like, a mile away.
Is that normal?
Nothing's normal
about you anymore, Vincent.
But we couldn't continue
this war without you.
You mean without
soldiers who can put
their fists through a table.
What matters is that
after we win this war,
we're all going home
to lead healthy, long lives.
To our families.
That's why I joined this project
in the first place.
To protect my daughters.
Our country.
Dr. Chandler?
Is everything okay
with Lafferty?
You know, we haven't seen
her since she went down
I mean, what happened?
You created us and you never
mentioned these side effects.
We didn't expect them.
She lapsed into a fugue state.
She temporarily lost cognizance.
And the serum you gave her?
To treat the blackouts.
Hopefully alleviates
them altogether.
Wait. Is it gonna happen
to all of us, or...?
I don't know.
At some point it's likely.
But everyone's DNA is responding
differently to this project.
We don't know when or why these
side effects are showing up.
Well, you must have some idea.
You don't have any
causative evidence?
If you'll excuse me.
Fall in!
Do you want
to lose your arm?
JT, move.
Vincent, you're back.
It's okay.
Okay, come on.
I need some water.
You're not the reason
for the blackouts.
Say what, now?
What do you mean?
It's not you.
The blackouts are
a random side effect
of the experiments.
How do you know?
Because your mom told me.
Okay, your mom
may have created us,
but she was trying
to stop these side effects.
I thought she was this doctor
who helped people,
but she did this to you.
You didn't, okay?
You're not the cause of this.
Vincent, I am
so sorry.
Don't be sorry.
We don't have to stay away
from each other anymore.
All this time I idolized her
and I didn't even
know who she was.
I have to make this right.
You said she was working
on fixing it.
She wouldn't have just
let her work disappear.
I have to find it.
Well, this is unexpected.
Well, it is a week until
you're getting married.
I thought that in the spirit
of moving forward,
I'd clean out some
of Mom's things.
Uh, no, I don't think
that's such a good idea.
There's a reason they're
packed and stored away.
Okay.
This is sounding
kind of ominous.
Your mother kept
a lot of secrets.
Your mother did
a lot of research, a lot
of lab work for the government.
It was highly classified.
Dad, why...
Why didn't you tell me?
After all this time?
I was scared, Cat.
I was scared
that the mother you loved
wouldn't be the woman
I found in those boxes.
What boxes, Dad?
I locked her stuff away.
I thought it was best.
Best for who?
I wanted to protect you.
But you didn't even know
what you were protecting
me from.
Catherine, listen to me:
We are nothing more
than our memories,
our stories,
the people we love.
How other people
remember us.
Daddy, you didn't
give me a choice.
All these years I blamed myself
for what happened to her,
and you have
things...
actual things that
could have given me answers.
The storage room
behind the wine rack.
It's your choice.
All right, look,
I don't got time to burn.
Of course, I got
other things to burn.
That's cute, really.
Mr. Little... That.
It's "Lil Tap That."
Or just "Tap That"
to you, sweet thing.
Not you, too.
Where were you last night?
The Clock Strikes.
The club?
Launched my new hat collection.
All night?
Well, nah,
there was this one honey,
and she...
Don't care.
Don't want to know.
What I do want
to know is what's up
with you and Jake Riley?
I hear you're in some
kind of Twitter war.
Damn, girl, ain't
you ever heard of spin?
Our managers
baked it all.
You really think that stunt
with Riley was legit?
They're just trying to bump me
off the cover of Tiger Beat.
Managers are really
that tabloid-hungry?
Drama sells.
Lady, you see this scar?
I had to throw down
in a bar 'cause my single
was dropping the next day.
A year ago,
Miller sent JR to rehab
and the kid's as clean
as my grandma.
They'd sell our souls.
So, you and Jake Riley
don't hate each other?
Nah.
He's leagues below me, yo.
He's got the girls.
I got the women.
Okay.
All right, enough--
we're done here.
Sorry about
that, man.
Yo, these people
taking forever...
Ooh.
Get out of my chair.
Ooh, Mommy Chandler
was a looker.
Not helping, JT.
So, Vincent saw
your mom taking notes
in an olive notebook both times.
It had to be where she kept her
observation and research notes.
Okay, hold on.
Check the big box.
You know, I really
don't need backseat detectiving.
Just trying to help.
It's not like it's gonna be
labeled "Cure for Vincent."
Got it.
Look for something that
could be a formula,
equations.
Okay, I have no idea
what I'm looking at here.
Wait, uh, turn the page back.
- Did you see something?
- To see something
you'll have to turn
the page back so I can know
if I see something.
It's a miracle that you have
so many friends.
Hilarious. Keep turning.
Keep going.
Stop, uh, uh, go back.
Uh, show me that last page.
What's the notation say
at the bottom of the page?
Psychogenic fugue.
Your mom's notes
about Vincent's genetic makeup
are crazy thorough.
She mentions side effects
including memory loss
and it looks like
she was working on formulas
to counteract them.
Only problem is
to replicate these,
I need better equipment
and Vincent's blood.
Better equipment like?
A Spartan RX real-time
DNA analyzer.
Okay, and where are we gonna
find one of those?
A police forensics lab.
That is a lot of cops.
Okay, you ready?
How'd you get "you ready"
off "That is a lot of cops"?
I'm trying to move things along.
I know you're Sarah Connor
with a kung fu grip
and all, but I'm
pee-in-your-pants terrified.
Okay, I'm gonna text you
when we're leaving.
The outer door to the morgue--
it'll be open,
so you don't need
a security card.
Two lefts, then a right.
And you're right there.
But I can only buy you
a couple hours at the most,
so you need to make
that serum fast.
Okay.
Good luck.
I'm so calling you
Cat in the Hat until you're 40.
How could you leave me alone
with him
the whole day?
Dad, Brooke, wedding nightmare.
By the way, it turns out
that Jake's manager, Miller--
he had a publicity deal
with Lil Tap That's manager.
That whole Twitter feud
was staged.
You think Miller staged
that shooting
as a publicity stunt?
I don't know, but I looked
into his financials.
He withdrew large amounts
out of his work account.
I think we got enough
for a warrant.
I'm on it.
Uh, no.
No, you are not
leaving me alone again
to go gallivanting off.
Tess, I owe you big.
What else is new?
How the hell
you work this thing?
Just think of him
like he's Pinocchio.
You know,
he just wants
to be a real boy.
Good luck.
Victory is mine.
For you, Manslayer,
an offering.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Still waiting on
those DNA swabs.
Actually, I am heading
over to the manager's office.
I was hoping
you'd come with me.
Where's Tess?
She's playing nanny.
So, what do you say?
Go out amongst the living?
It's not really my job.
Come on,
I'm partnerless,
and you could use
some field hours.
Besides, do you really want
to sit around
waiting for analysis
on envelope spit?
Point taken.
But you owe me one,
and I plan on collecting.
♪
♪
What makes you so sure
that Riley's manager
staged the shooting?
Seems like a bit of a stretch.
After all the stunts he's
had Jake pull in the past,
not really, also unprecedented
sizable bank withdrawal.
He withdrew 30 grand.
For what?
Not a yacht.
If that's not a flag-raiser,
I don't know what is.
Money probably went
to the shooter.
What kind of person
hires a gunman
as a publicity stunt?
I'm gonna go out on a limb here
and say a crazy person.
The shooter did miss,
and Miller had
this handy bag
of possible suspects
just waiting for us.
I have to admit,
this is kind of fun.
It is only fun if you, uh...
find something.
"My Unexpected Rise
and Fall in the
Music Industry."
Sounds like a bestseller.
The last chapter isn't written
yet, but there is a title.
"Tragedy:
the Death of Jake Riley."
Please?
No.
Come on, you know
you want to show me.
I really don't.
I'll sing you a ballad again.
If you do, I'll arrest you.
That's it.
If you don't show me
right now...
♪ I'm gonna sing you a ballad. ♪
Fine.
Boom, weakness exploited.
Well, once you see it,
there's no un-seeing it.
Oh, my God.
Yo, can I get some of these?
No.
Oh.
You hit like a girl.
Yeah, it's me.
Come on. Let's
see it already.
Oh, my God, that's so wrong.
Told you.
Vincent!
I broke into the morgue,
made the serum,
snagged Stallone from the U.
Time to pump this guy full
of untested fugue deliciousness.
No offense, buddy.
Who's there?
Oh, this is bad.
This is really, really bad.
Yo, this is bull.
It's not.
Jake, I know this is hard to believe.
Yeah, 'cause it's not true.
Miller betrayed you.
He played on
your trust of him.
Okay, we don't have
enough to book him,
but we do have this.
We found it in his office.
Check out the title
of the last chapter.
It's called "Tragedy."
He expected you to die
in that shooting
or at least, it seems that way,
which means that he arranged it.
I'm guessing "Tragedy"
isn't a chapter
he's gonna want to change,
and you're about
to do a live radio show,
a very public event.
Seems like a good twist
in the story to me.
"Just when I thought
J.R. was safe."
Jake, a hit man that didn't
finish his job
isn't gonna back off.
He is going to finish
what he started.
How sure are you you're right?
Vincent!
Dr. C.!
Colonel, slow down.
Just tell me what happened.
The soldiers you created
are out there,
tearing apart this
entire compound.
That's why I wanted
time to test it.
Time's up. Either you
fix the side effects,
or the project's aborted.
Aborted? What?
Terminated.
You can't kill your own men.
Those aren't men.
They're animals.
You communicate with an animal.
They're not animals.
I might not be able to reverse
the full transformation yet,
but the side effects,
the lost time, the aggression,
if you just contain them instead of...
Do you want them
to keep moving through the
country? To keep killing?
Aren't you going with them?
You're leaving the dirty work
to someone else.
You can't leave this
locked down forever.
The world will find out
about them.
Is that a threat, Doctor?
You don't know
when to stop talking.
And that's a problem.
Vincent.
You're here with me.
Please.
Please, I need you.
I can't do this without you
after everything
I learned today about my mom.
Please.
You're here.
Just... be here with me.
Okay.
You're okay.
He's okay?
Dude, dude.
Did I hurt you?
Oh.
Nothing a Care Bears Band-Aid
can't fix.
Vincent, dude,
it's okay.
We've got a plan.
We'll test Vanessa's serum
on Stallone and...
It's just a matter of time
before we test it on you.
No.
Uh, come again?
I am not gonna spend my life
in and out of a cage,
waiting for the lab rat
to tell me to get out.
Stop!
Vincent, don't...
What are you doing?
We don't know
what this does.
What if it makes you worse?
Or kills you?
You think living in a cage
isn't doing that?
Well, it turns out
I'm monstrous enough
to get out of it anyway.
So what now?
Now, we wait.
All right. Let's go.
Thanks, see you.
Hearing there's
a crowd out front.
There isn't out back.
Let's stick to the plan.
NYPD! Stay down!
And that's how it's done.
Mr. Miller, step out.
What's going on?
You saw that shooter
before anyone else.
That's ridiculous.
Put your hands behind your head.
Why?
Jake.
You're under arrest
for the attempted murder
of Jake Riley.
Aside from us, you and Jake
were the only ones
who knew the plan
to come out this way.
You and him.
Jakey, come on, mate. You don't
believe all this rubbish,
do you?
Shut up.
You wrote a book
about me, Chris.
My death would make it
a bestseller.
You tried to kill me
for a book.
I'm really sorry
your manager lied to you.
At least I know what
he really thought of me.
I just can't believe
I had no idea.
You know, I saw him
all the time.
I practically lived with him.
Don't let this
change who you are.
You can't stop
trusting people.
Yeah, trust them
with one eye open.
That sounds pretty sucky to me.
Yeah, it is.
But it's part of growing up:
things get more complicated.
You know, my mom,
she used to say,
"Forgive, but never forget."
Thank you.
You're welcome.
I know you were not
about to let me leave
without saying good-bye.
C'mon, Manslayer.
Chop-chop, let's move!
Come on, I ain't getting any younger.
Oh.
Leaving early because
of your new intern?
Pardon? What intern?
The dude who was
in your lab today
while you were
playing cop with Cat?
Everything cool?
Brilliant.
Manslayer.
Jake Riley is not known
for his patience.
Chop-chop, let's go.
Pop it open.
Scared there's
a dead body in there?
It's cool. I already checked.
Don't worry about it.
You know, I'm digging that you
are looking out for Jake Riley.
It is hot.
Now let's pop this chassis and
quit the chit-chat, a'ight?
Oh, my God.
Yeah...
You tricked out
my squad car.
Yo, it's tight, huh?
Check it out...
Ooh!
Oh, um...
Hurry up!
Okay, okay.
Sorry. Sorry.
Look, I can't have my girl
serving and protecting
with some carbon-dated,
terrestrial radio.
Besides, I can't have you
forgetting who your man is.
Now, just so you know,
it comes fully loaded--
with all my greatest hits.
Including a new one I think
you and Detective Chandler
are really gonna like.
♪
Dad. Hey.
Thanks for coming.
Was swinging by work
when I got your text anyway.
So, you left the house
pretty quickly today.
Yeah.
Um...
I, uh...
It's just that I've blamed
myself for so many years
for what happened to Mom.
You know?
I'm the one who called her
the night she died.
You know, I guess just
going through her things,
I... I realized
it wasn't my fault.
That when we stay stuck
in the past, we stay hurt.
We stay victims.
I don't want to
be that anymore.
Your mother would be so proud
of what you've become.
You've got her heart.
In a lot of ways
I see her in you.
Dad's getting married in a week.
He, uh... wants to start
a fresh life.
He knew you had secrets.
And he tried to protect me
from them.
I have to believe that...
whatever you were doing,
you thought it was right.
God, I want so badly
to bury this, but...
you left this mess.
And now I have to do
everything I can
to make it right.
I love you, Mom.
I love you.
♪
We will, you know.
Make it right.
You heard all that?
A little.
Wait. The serum worked?
Yeah.
Ran a battery of tests...
no more blackouts.
No more cages.
It doesn't change
what I am, though.
No serum for that.
Any suggestions
on how I'm supposed
to move on with my life,
knowing what my mom did to you?
Catherine.
Your mom-- she had no idea
what she was getting into.
You know, that innocent
people were gonna die.
Your mom was
a brave woman.
You know, she...
she really cared about us.
It's just, she got backed
into a very dark corner.
She kept it all from me.
She lied, and that's what
I am doing to my friends.
Then it's my fault.
I'm the reason
you're doing all of this.
No, you didn't have a choice.
She did.
Yeah, but if I had...
I would make that
same choice again
if it meant that
I could be in your life.
You know, I think we've
lived with enough guilt.
Maybe now it's time
to ease up on the past.
What if I can't do that?
You can.
Because I'll do it with you.
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