Beauty and the Beast (1987–1990): Season 1, Episode 20 - To Reign in Hell - full transcript

This is where the wealthy
and the powerful rule.

It is her world,

a world apart from mine.

Her name... is Catherine.

From the moment I saw her,
she captured my heart.

with her beauty,

her warmth and her courage.

I knew then, as I know now,

she would change my life...

forever.

He comes from a secret place,
far below the city streets,



hiding his face from strangers,

safe from hate and harm.

He brought me there
to save my life.

And now, wherever I go,
he is with me in spirit.

For we have a bond stronger
than friendship or love.

And although
we cannot be together,

we will never, ever be apart.

Our world is in mourning now.

And, though it is painful,

each of us must try
to find meaning

in what has come to pass,

some hope in this time
of great sorrow and sacrifice.

We must never forget
what has happened or why

so that the story
will live always.



So that, one day, you can
tell your own children.

Tell us, Vincent.

It began a long time ago
when our world was very young.

There was a man, who,
with father, helped to plant

the very seeds
of our civilization.

But even then, his evil side
began to grow

until it overshadowed
all that was good.

He was banished,

yet we were never truly
free of him.

Then, one night, his evil
visited the world above.

Hey, Radcliffe, it's me.

I hate to ask you, but I need
you to do a skip trace

before you come in tomorrow
on a guy named Danny Burke.

It's B-U-R-K-E.

You can start by checking the
secured tax rolling records.

But if nothing turns up there,

he's also a member of
the pipe fitters union.

So, maybe they have a roster
you can use or something.

All right, I'll talk
to you tomorrow.

Thanks. Bye.

Vincent!

Catherine?

- Found as a baby outside
- St. Vincent's hospital.

Did you really believe that
all of these years?

Did you really believe
that all of these years?

My gold.

Paracelsus!

My gold...!

Paracelsus? Alive?

But how? I thought
you said he was...

He's alive, Father.

And he's taken Catherine.

Catherine?

Do you know where?

No.

Our connection has been
broken somehow.

I know Paracelsus.

As twisted as his mind may be,

it's still very complex,
full of designs and structures.

Know, Vincent, I assure you,

if he intended
to kill Catherine,

he would have done so already.

He's luring you.

Calling you away from
this place of safety.

I have no choice
but to try and find her.

I know.

Why is he doing this, father?
Why?

Because in his mind,
you are the one person

that prevents his return
to this world.

A world which he still
considers to be his own.

Know the consequences
of this action

may stretch far beyond
Catherine.

The whole future
of what we built here

is in balance.

Vincent, you must
be careful.

Expect anything.

Remember, Paracelsus
has misled you before.

I haven't forgotten.

Whatever he tells you,

remember this,

there is a truth
beyond knowledge.

I'll remember, Father.

Where's it coming from?
I don't know.

Too faint to tell.
I thought this was a dead pipe.

Well, it can't
just stop here.
It doesn't.

Let me listen.

Let me listen!

I don't recognize
the code.
Here. Here.

I'm trying to remember.

Yes.

Repeat sequence.

One word.

V

I

N

C

E

N...

Vincent.

It says Vincent.

Has it stopped?

No.

Like a machine.

Is it Catherine?

Tell me Pascal, where does
this pipe lead to?

Down, down below the
Chamber of the Winds.

After that, it's been silent
ever since I can remember.

How far away is the tapping?
Hard to tell.

These old pipes twist
and turn in the bedrock.

But judging by
the faintness,

I'd say... three
days' travel;

two at least.

Code?
Archaic.

One of the very first

my father taught me--
Morris derivative.

You remember, Vincent,
before we shorthanded
the system.

So, Paracelsus would
know of this code?

He probably invented it.

Pascal, do you think
you could take me there?

To the source?

I don't know...
I could try.

- Would you?
- Of course.

Prepare your things.
We're leaving.
Why?

Vincent?

I'm going, too.

Winslow...

thank you,

but the danger's
already too great.

If Paracelsus
has Catherine,

then we're all in danger.

Yes, but we should try
to limit our risk.
Vincent,

I have my reasons.

Besides, Pascal
says the journey

could take many days.

You'll have to sleep sometime.

Somebody has to stand watch.

And three shifts
are safer than two.

You're my friends.

I accept your help.

But the way's uncertain.

You must both promise
you'll turn back

the first sign of trouble.

I promise.

I promise.

Then we go.

The three of us...

together.

Paracelsus?

This is for luck.

Thank you, Mary.

And all of you.

Safe journey, Vincent.

I should be going with you.

But you will be with us, Father.

Wait!

What do you want?

I want to go with you.

Catherine's my friend, too.

Jaime, where we're going is
too far and way too dangerous.

Too dangerous
for who?
For you.

I can take care of myself.
I always have.

She's got a point.
She's crazy.

Winslow.
But I'm right, ain't I?

Girl's got no business
coming along, we all know that.

I'm sorry, Jaime.

It's for the best.

Best for who?

I only said it
because I care.

Drink, or you'll dehydrate.

Drink.

You're certainly no use
to me dead.

Why?

Why have you brought me here?

Must there be a reason?

Yes.

I was exiled from my home...

from the world I created

by the man you call Father.

Even then, he wouldn't
allow me to live in peace.

I know the story.

50 people died because of you.

I killed no one.

They died because
they were fools.

They were weak;
there's a difference.

Ah... but you are not weak,

are you Catherine?

You're strong...

intrepid.

What do you want with me?

Once a person has been
visited by violence,

everything changes.

Isn't that so?

Nietzsche said...

"That which does not kill me...

makes me stronger."

Well, I am stronger now.

You still haven't answered
my question.

Vincent is the answer
to your question.

He's all that stands
between Father and me

in more ways than one.

And this.. is why I must

destroy him.
I am not afraid.

You will be.

You see, Vincent is also
coming here to watch you die.

Go early, and make certain

that Vincent continues
his journey...

alone.

The tapping stopped.

Are you sure this
is the same pipe?

Positive.

The tone's identical.

What do we do now?

The only thing we can.

We continue.

Welcome, children!

Narcissa.

Vincent!

Enter, please.

Bring your friends.

And why have you come
traveling so far?

We're in search of Catherine.

And why do you seek for her?

She was taken from her home.

We are... following the ghost
of a message along the pipes.

And who do you say
has taken her?

Paracelsus.

What is it Narcissa?

You have knowledge.

You must share it with us.

It could help us in our journey.

Turn back, Vincent.

Journey no more.

She is my life.

I am bound by my heart to go on.

It is death. I see it.

I must continue.

Then my first duty is served.

I have warned you.

I hear your warning.

Vincent, that man
whom you know as Paracelsus,

he is not alone.

There are those down
here who follow him,

protect him.

How many?

They are the simple ones,
the lost ones.

The way is dangerous before you.

Where does this
take us?

Down.

How do we know this
is the right way?

Because it's
the only way.

I'll go first,
then Pascal.

And Winslow,
you follow him.

Um...
What is it?

I don't think I can
make this jump.

I can't hear you.

I said, I don't
think I can make
this jump, okay?

You're afraid, aren't you?

I'm not afraid.
I'm just not...

specially fond
of heights.

Okay...

how about if I
count to three?

If your butt's not off
of here by then, I'll push you.

One...

two...

three!

Winslow!

Yeah, yeah, I'm coming.

I should have gone on a diet.

It's too late now.

I studied everything
he ever wrote.

The early manuals
were brilliant.

Codes, schematics...

It's hard to believe
he's the same man.

Paracelsus is not
the same man.

What he's done
proves that.

Oh, I know that.

It still makes me sad.

All that intellect
and energy just...

You've got a heart
like a soft-boiled egg.

You know that?

Well, I'm going to bed.

Wake me up when it's my turn
for the watch.

Good night.

So, what's on your mind?

You've been awfully quiet
ever since we left this morning.

Just... thinking...

wondering.

About Catherine?

If she's really in danger,
why can't I feel her fear?

We'll get her back,
don't worry.

I remember Paracelsus
from when I was a kid.

Times were bad...

resources were scarce,
people were scared.

Paracelsus took advantage.

He was convincing... smart.

People started to follow him.

My father...

He was the one that saved us.

He reminded us
that we were family...

that we had to
stand by each other.

Oh, you would have been
proud of him, his strength...

his conviction.

Without him...

Paracelsus might have prevailed.

But he was never
the same after that.

Why?

Because once they were friends.

You should go to bed;
it's been a long day.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Besides, there's always
tomorrow.

Good night, Winslow.

Vincent...

I want you to know

that I'm not just doing this
because of Paracelsus.

It's for Catherine, too.

She's a good woman.

I've always said that.

What's between you two...

is something I've
never felt myself.

But seeing it...

I know it's real.

I believe in it.

Here.

It ends here.

Where the hell are we?

Jaime.

He's dead.

I'm remembering
when we were kids.

We used to
tease Winslow.

He used to try so hard
not to lose his temper,

but you could always see
everything in his face.

Do you remember Vincent?

The common meeting

when Father named him
to the counsel?

You could see it
then in his eyes...

that he finally knew
how much we all cared

and respected him.

That's a good memory to have.

Winslow loved all
of us fiercely.

We were his family.

Nothing could ever
change that for him.

Not conflict, nor anger...

not even death.

Winslow will always be a
part of us, in our hearts.

Let us remember him

for his strength

and his courage.

He'll continue to live.

Through us, through
our memory of him.

Allow yourself the
time to mourn.

And the pain will
soften, I promise.

We have to go on.

I must go alone.

Please, Vincent...

No.

I'm sorry, but...

I'm responsible for this.

We came of our
own choice.

All of us.

I am still responsible.

I can no longer share that
burden, even with my friends.

You must go back.

Tell Father and the others...

what happened here.

Vincent is close.

I know.

You're really not afraid
to die, are you?

No.

Not even as you watch
the stage being built?

Don't you feel anything?

Sadness.
About dying?

About you.

And the world you helped create.

Vincent has told me.

Your vision, your ideals...

all wasted.

Taken from me.

Still wasted.

Now, all you want to do
is destroy something.

Someone you don't even know.

Then you'll perceive my life
to be... contradictory.

No.

Tragic.

Don't you see?

It doesn't end with your death,
or Vincent's.

This is only
the beginning.

The beginning... of what?

Reclaiming what is mine.

After all these years...

I've decided to go home.

Better to reign in hell
than serve in heaven.

Hey, Vincent.

Paracelsus.

Wilton, actually.

Where's Catherine?

Oh, she's, uh... well

and alive for the time being.

I'm warning you...

Your threats, Vincent,
hold no power here.

This is my place.

It is I who brought you
to where you're standing.

Twice we have been
lenient with you

and twice, you have
taken advantage.

What would you
know to that?

I know you have killed.

And who are you,
of all people, to judge?

I speak for many.

Come in any nearer
and the woman is dead.

Now it's your
turn to listen.

To know my pain, my grief
in seeing the only things

I've ever loved torn away.

But it wasn't just me.

There were others.

You.

You were betrayed, Vincent.

You call him Father,

but it was I who found you,

wrapped in rags, starving.

It was I who named you Vincent.

And it was I who cared for you
all those months.

Even Father didn't think
you'll live, but I..

I fed you and
bathed you.

And you did live.

Don't you see, Vincent?

He wouldn't let me take you.

When I was exiled, he made me
leave you behind.

I loved you.

You were mine.

You don't believe me?

What would you have me believe?

That you loved, and then now
capable of this?

Now is the time for retribution.

Then... you never really
knew love.

Where's Catherine?

Directly below you.

Vincent!

Vincent!

Breathe.

Breathe deeply.

Paracelsus.

I found this

on my way to you.

Oh, I thought
it was gone forever.

Catherine...

On the journey,
I felt for the first time

as if somehow
you were lost to me.

I knew you were
in danger

and yet, I could sense no fear.

I was afraid, Vincent.

But I couldn't allow myself
to feel the fear.

You didn't want to draw me.

I couldn't.

You've sacrificed so much.

I would sacrifice
everything for you.

What Paracelsus said...
about your past...

Before I left,

Father told me something

that I am just
now beginning

to understand.

He said that there is a truth

beyond knowledge,
beyond...

everything that I ever
hoped to know.

Yes.

And that truth... is love.

So, you see, Winslow knew
the truth all along.

He valued love enough
to die for it.

There's something worth
protecting at any cost.

He knew it as the force
that binds us together.

And, in the end, his death
allowed our love to live.