Beauty and the Beast (1987–1990): Season 3, Episode 8 - Invictus - full transcript
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In this city of night,
in this city of millions,
there are countless stories.
This is one
of two lovers
who shared a bond
that changed their lives
forever.
It is my story.
How compassion opened my heart
to a world where goodness
and truth were stronger
than hate or fear.
Then... one day,
she was taken from me
by the forces of evil
she had battled
so bravely.
And now, alone with her memory,
yet armed with her courage,
I have sworn to fight
those who would kill
or harm or destroy
in the hope that one day
I will find
what all men seek to find--
my destiny.
Can you tell me
anything about it?
Where'd you get this ring?
From a friend.
Hmm.
Let me get my father.
What is it you want
to know about this ring?
Anything you could tell me.
This ring is very old.
How old?
500, maybe 600 years.
The metal is 24 karat gold,
the stone is a black opal...
the craftsmanship is rare.
Why?
"Why?"
Because it has lasted
for five centuries.
What have you made today
that will last for
five centuries?
That's a very good point.
Uh, what does
the inscription say?
I could read it
50 years ago, maybe.
Today, no.
If you would like to
leave it with me, I...
No, I, I don't think so.
But if you could recommend
somebody that I could go to,
I'd appreciate it.
Mike Cohen's cards,
get one for the lady.
Are you considering
selling your ring?
No, I'm not.
Thank you very much.
If you do,
give me a call.
Thank you.
No.
No!
"Veritas."
Veritas...
Yeah, what'd you find out?
"Veritas."
truth.
Is it moving up or down?
I can't tell.
Coming up.
I'll check the roof.
There she is, Huston--
Rene!
South side!
Lady, what in the hell
are you doing?
Go, get the hell out of here!
I'll be with you in a minute.
Okay...
Okay, just think.
Hello?
Joe.
Yeah?
It's Diana.
Look, I'm in a lot of trouble.
I'm down at this all-night diner
at the corner
of Durant and Chambers.
Durant and Chambers, got it.
Could you just come and get me?
Could you hurry?
NYPD.
We're looking for
a white, female suspect.
Long, red hair,
wearing a T-shirt,
sweatpants, probably
isn't wearing shoes.
Yeah, she was in here.
She pocketed one of my tips.
Then she just
disappeared up Durant.
It's over.
We can leave
with these people alive,
or we can kill them.
That depends on how
you walk out of here.
Father.
Huh?
Vincent.
What is it?
What's wrong?
I need to speak
with you.
Is everything all right?
I'm sorry to wake you.
I came at
the safest possible hour.
You're still not
sleeping, are you?
I close my eyes...
but the child, my son...
the shadow of his image
haunts my thoughts,
will not let me rest.
Like before?
No, not the heartbeat.
Only... a powerful
sense of foreboding.
Well, this...
this probably means
that your empathic powers
are slowly being restored.
Perhaps.
I hope that that is so.
Father, there is...
something more
that I should tell you.
Someone has come into my life.
Someone from the world above.
A woman.
A woman?
Her name is Diana.
She works with the police
investigating...
Catherine's murder.
And you went to her?
She found me...
near death.
She... brought me to her home.
She nursed me
until I was
well again.
What, what do you mean,
"She... she found you"?
Over the months, she...
gathered the threads of my life
with Catherine,
wove together...
understood.
Truly, Father,
she understands.
She... knew that I would
return to Catherine's grave
So she waited?
She saved my life.
Vincent, if she managed
to find you,
surely others...
No, this is different.
The power of her mind
is extraordinary.
Unique.
Her imagination...
Can she be trusted?
She would not betray me
or Catherine's memory.
Are you certain?
Father, she's my last hope.
Come in.
Thank you.
Pope... gently.
I wish you hadn't run,
Miss Bennett.
You've wasted precious time.
What do you want?
Please.
This is my son,
Miss Bennett.
He's very beautiful.
Don't you agree?
Look at his hands,
Miss Bennett.
And his face.
There's nothing unusual there.
Do you find that strange?
Why would I find it strange?
I think the resemblance
is in the eyes.
What do you think?
I don't think he looks
anything like you.
Precisely.
The trouble is...
he's dying.
Some powerful illness.
The doctors don't know
how to help him.
I do.
And I believe you do, too.
The child needs
his natural father.
You lost me
about two steps back.
You have brass,
Miss Bennett.
I'll give you that;
unfortunately,
I don't have any time to play.
Maybe a few hours.
I still don't know
what you're talking about.
The ring, Miss Bennett.
He gave you the ring.
I believe you were curious
about the inscription.
"Veritas."
"Veritas Te Liberabit."
All that matters is
that you find him.
Find him and tell him,
"Catherine Chandler's
child is dying."
What proof do I have that
that's Catherine Chandler's?
You have no proof, Miss Bennett.
And the child has no time.
Take that message
to Vincent.
And what makes you assume that
I can make contact with him?
You'll find a way.
There you are.
You may put these on.
And you'll need this.
There's money
in the pocket.
Call this number to set
up the next rendezvous.
You may go, Miss Bennett.
Vincent?
Vincent!
I need to speak to Vincent.
My name is Diana;
I'm a friend of his.
Are you there?
Oh, please,
I don't have much time.
Just tell Vincent where I am.
Please tell Vincent where I am.
I'm a friend.
Father?
Oh, Rebecca,
come in, would you?
Are you all right?
I'm fine.
Then what is it?
I was on watch tonight.
There's a woman on the
upper level under the park
calling out for Vincent.
But she isn't a helper.
Was her name Diana?
Yes.
I was going to
tell Vincent,
but I thought because
of the exile...
Was this message
sent on the pipes?
Yes.
Then Vincent
will have heard it
and go himself.
Who is she?
Is she a friend?
I hope so.
I saw Gabriel.
Where is he?
I don't know.
They took me to him in secret.
I... I saw a baby.
A baby?
He said it was yours
and Catherine's.
You saw my son?
I don't know if it
was your son, Vincent.
It was a baby.
Tell me.
The child's very ill.
Gabriel said
that the doctors...
The child is ill?
Then the child is mine.
We don't know that.
For days now, I've...
sensed his pain, his strength,
falling away.
The visions,
the waking dreams...
I know their source now,
their meaning.
My son is dying.
You must take me to him.
That is exactly
what Gabriel wants.
And you can't surrender
yourself to him like that.
There is no other way.
Then he'll kill you.
And you know it.
First, I will save my son.
The roof of the old
Battery Arms building--
five minutes.
For all that you have done...
I cannot thank you enough.
Vincent, when this is all over
and you've found your son...
I will come to you.
Be careful.
Well?
No change.
And the blood test?
I've never seen
anything like it.
The child's is unusual,
but his...
Try to be more
specific, Doctor.
They share certain
similarities...
but a transfusion is
out of the question.
Why?
The child would die.
Well, what do you suggest?
Has medical science
nothing to offer?
There's no... logical
reason for this illness.
We've tried every test.
There are reasons
for everything.
Gabriel!
Use whatever
information you have.
Gabriel!
Use him-- however you have to.
He's dying.
I can feel him dying.
Bring him to me...
Prove him wrong.
Gabriel!
He's dying.
I can feel him dying.
Bring him to me, Gabriel.
He needs more than my blood--
he needs me.
Are you listening?
Go to him.
Look at him.
Touch him.
He is dying. Can't you feel it?
He's your son only in life,
but in death, he's mine.
If he dies,
you will have lost.
Bring him to me.
Let him live.
He is beautiful, Catherine.
---
In this city of night,
in this city of millions,
there are countless stories.
This is one
of two lovers
who shared a bond
that changed their lives
forever.
It is my story.
How compassion opened my heart
to a world where goodness
and truth were stronger
than hate or fear.
Then... one day,
she was taken from me
by the forces of evil
she had battled
so bravely.
And now, alone with her memory,
yet armed with her courage,
I have sworn to fight
those who would kill
or harm or destroy
in the hope that one day
I will find
what all men seek to find--
my destiny.
Can you tell me
anything about it?
Where'd you get this ring?
From a friend.
Hmm.
Let me get my father.
What is it you want
to know about this ring?
Anything you could tell me.
This ring is very old.
How old?
500, maybe 600 years.
The metal is 24 karat gold,
the stone is a black opal...
the craftsmanship is rare.
Why?
"Why?"
Because it has lasted
for five centuries.
What have you made today
that will last for
five centuries?
That's a very good point.
Uh, what does
the inscription say?
I could read it
50 years ago, maybe.
Today, no.
If you would like to
leave it with me, I...
No, I, I don't think so.
But if you could recommend
somebody that I could go to,
I'd appreciate it.
Mike Cohen's cards,
get one for the lady.
Are you considering
selling your ring?
No, I'm not.
Thank you very much.
If you do,
give me a call.
Thank you.
No.
No!
"Veritas."
Veritas...
Yeah, what'd you find out?
"Veritas."
truth.
Is it moving up or down?
I can't tell.
Coming up.
I'll check the roof.
There she is, Huston--
Rene!
South side!
Lady, what in the hell
are you doing?
Go, get the hell out of here!
I'll be with you in a minute.
Okay...
Okay, just think.
Hello?
Joe.
Yeah?
It's Diana.
Look, I'm in a lot of trouble.
I'm down at this all-night diner
at the corner
of Durant and Chambers.
Durant and Chambers, got it.
Could you just come and get me?
Could you hurry?
NYPD.
We're looking for
a white, female suspect.
Long, red hair,
wearing a T-shirt,
sweatpants, probably
isn't wearing shoes.
Yeah, she was in here.
She pocketed one of my tips.
Then she just
disappeared up Durant.
It's over.
We can leave
with these people alive,
or we can kill them.
That depends on how
you walk out of here.
Father.
Huh?
Vincent.
What is it?
What's wrong?
I need to speak
with you.
Is everything all right?
I'm sorry to wake you.
I came at
the safest possible hour.
You're still not
sleeping, are you?
I close my eyes...
but the child, my son...
the shadow of his image
haunts my thoughts,
will not let me rest.
Like before?
No, not the heartbeat.
Only... a powerful
sense of foreboding.
Well, this...
this probably means
that your empathic powers
are slowly being restored.
Perhaps.
I hope that that is so.
Father, there is...
something more
that I should tell you.
Someone has come into my life.
Someone from the world above.
A woman.
A woman?
Her name is Diana.
She works with the police
investigating...
Catherine's murder.
And you went to her?
She found me...
near death.
She... brought me to her home.
She nursed me
until I was
well again.
What, what do you mean,
"She... she found you"?
Over the months, she...
gathered the threads of my life
with Catherine,
wove together...
understood.
Truly, Father,
she understands.
She... knew that I would
return to Catherine's grave
So she waited?
She saved my life.
Vincent, if she managed
to find you,
surely others...
No, this is different.
The power of her mind
is extraordinary.
Unique.
Her imagination...
Can she be trusted?
She would not betray me
or Catherine's memory.
Are you certain?
Father, she's my last hope.
Come in.
Thank you.
Pope... gently.
I wish you hadn't run,
Miss Bennett.
You've wasted precious time.
What do you want?
Please.
This is my son,
Miss Bennett.
He's very beautiful.
Don't you agree?
Look at his hands,
Miss Bennett.
And his face.
There's nothing unusual there.
Do you find that strange?
Why would I find it strange?
I think the resemblance
is in the eyes.
What do you think?
I don't think he looks
anything like you.
Precisely.
The trouble is...
he's dying.
Some powerful illness.
The doctors don't know
how to help him.
I do.
And I believe you do, too.
The child needs
his natural father.
You lost me
about two steps back.
You have brass,
Miss Bennett.
I'll give you that;
unfortunately,
I don't have any time to play.
Maybe a few hours.
I still don't know
what you're talking about.
The ring, Miss Bennett.
He gave you the ring.
I believe you were curious
about the inscription.
"Veritas."
"Veritas Te Liberabit."
All that matters is
that you find him.
Find him and tell him,
"Catherine Chandler's
child is dying."
What proof do I have that
that's Catherine Chandler's?
You have no proof, Miss Bennett.
And the child has no time.
Take that message
to Vincent.
And what makes you assume that
I can make contact with him?
You'll find a way.
There you are.
You may put these on.
And you'll need this.
There's money
in the pocket.
Call this number to set
up the next rendezvous.
You may go, Miss Bennett.
Vincent?
Vincent!
I need to speak to Vincent.
My name is Diana;
I'm a friend of his.
Are you there?
Oh, please,
I don't have much time.
Just tell Vincent where I am.
Please tell Vincent where I am.
I'm a friend.
Father?
Oh, Rebecca,
come in, would you?
Are you all right?
I'm fine.
Then what is it?
I was on watch tonight.
There's a woman on the
upper level under the park
calling out for Vincent.
But she isn't a helper.
Was her name Diana?
Yes.
I was going to
tell Vincent,
but I thought because
of the exile...
Was this message
sent on the pipes?
Yes.
Then Vincent
will have heard it
and go himself.
Who is she?
Is she a friend?
I hope so.
I saw Gabriel.
Where is he?
I don't know.
They took me to him in secret.
I... I saw a baby.
A baby?
He said it was yours
and Catherine's.
You saw my son?
I don't know if it
was your son, Vincent.
It was a baby.
Tell me.
The child's very ill.
Gabriel said
that the doctors...
The child is ill?
Then the child is mine.
We don't know that.
For days now, I've...
sensed his pain, his strength,
falling away.
The visions,
the waking dreams...
I know their source now,
their meaning.
My son is dying.
You must take me to him.
That is exactly
what Gabriel wants.
And you can't surrender
yourself to him like that.
There is no other way.
Then he'll kill you.
And you know it.
First, I will save my son.
The roof of the old
Battery Arms building--
five minutes.
For all that you have done...
I cannot thank you enough.
Vincent, when this is all over
and you've found your son...
I will come to you.
Be careful.
Well?
No change.
And the blood test?
I've never seen
anything like it.
The child's is unusual,
but his...
Try to be more
specific, Doctor.
They share certain
similarities...
but a transfusion is
out of the question.
Why?
The child would die.
Well, what do you suggest?
Has medical science
nothing to offer?
There's no... logical
reason for this illness.
We've tried every test.
There are reasons
for everything.
Gabriel!
Use whatever
information you have.
Gabriel!
Use him-- however you have to.
He's dying.
I can feel him dying.
Bring him to me...
Prove him wrong.
Gabriel!
He's dying.
I can feel him dying.
Bring him to me, Gabriel.
He needs more than my blood--
he needs me.
Are you listening?
Go to him.
Look at him.
Touch him.
He is dying. Can't you feel it?
He's your son only in life,
but in death, he's mine.
If he dies,
you will have lost.
Bring him to me.
Let him live.
He is beautiful, Catherine.