Class (2016): Season 1, Episode 7 - Episode #1.7 - full transcript
At any moment you could destroy the
entire species who killed our people
and yet, oh, here we
stand... in a school!
You shouldn't avenge
genocide with genocide,
- that's what the Doctor said.
- Oh, the Doctor...
It isn't your decision, Quill.
Nope.
But detention is.
Hey!
You've all got an hour's detention
and I've got things to do.
You're sworn to protect me.
And that's why I'm
locking you in, Prince.
It's so you won't come to any harm.
What are you going to do?
Quill? Hey! Hey!
Ready.
Is that what you're wearing?
Is that what you are?
They'll stay in the classroom?
Don't want them trying to solve
any mysteries while we're away.
Oh, they're such goody-two-shoes,
they'd probably stay in there
without a key or a teacher.
Now, come on, are we
leaving or aren't we?
Are you really so eager?
The chances of you surviving this...
I'll either end today dead or
with this thing out of my skull.
Are you entirely sure about that?
The Arn knows your thoughts, yes?
Yeah.
Then it knows you want it out.
And surely the only reason
it hasn't killed you already
is that you yourself don't
believe that this will work.
What are you getting at?
At some point today, should
everything go according to plan,
there will come a moment...
when you start to believe.
And when that happens...?
There will be no going back.
You really will either end today
dead or with your freedom.
Then let's begin.
I wish to be free.
And who, I wonder,
Is Quill when she's free?
I am war itself.
♪ What have I been waiting for? ♪
♪ Been wasting all my time ♪
♪ Watchin' my youth slip away
surely is a crime? ♪
♪ We go on and on, and on and on ♪
♪ And on, never knowing where
Never knowing where we gonna ♪
♪ We gonna
We gonna end up in the morning ♪
♪ We go on and on, and on and on ♪
♪ And on, never knowing where
Never knowing where we gonna ♪
♪ We gonna
We gonna end up in the morning. ♪
What exactly are we waiting for?
Ah, there he is.
(HIGH-PITCHED PULSING)
You're late.
The Governors keep alien prisoners?
Does Unit know about this?
(ENERGY PULSES)
(PULSING CEASES)
Remarkable.
Who is this person?
Quill, Ballon. Ballon, Quill.
That's all either of you
need to know for now.
Stay out of my way.
You stay out of mine.
What's that?
Very old technology, which, I confess,
I don't fully understand.
- (DEVICE RINGS)
- It's quite unstable.
Liable to kill us all at any moment.
Is that why they sent you?
Expendable?
(DEVICE DINGS THEN RATTLES)
Three... two... one...
- (BOOM!)
- (DOROTHEA GASPS)
(PULSING AND CRACKLING)
- (BOOM!)
- Aah... Oh...
(LOUD THROBBING OF ENERGY)
(SHE GRUNTS)
(RATTLING AND BANGING)
(RINGING)
(CREATURE BELLOWS IN DISTANCE)
(SHE RETCHES)
I know. Me, too.
There'll be a period of adjustment.
Oh, what the hell just happened?
Kind of atomic fuzzing.
Makes us quite nearly not exist
in the traditional sense,
but it can take one to the most
extraordinary places.
Gosh!
Right, well, if you ever
do something like that again
without warning me,
I'll pluck the eyelids
from your screaming face.
Interesting company we make.
(CREATURE SHRIEKS IN DISTANCE)
(PLANTS SQUEAL)
We didn't get buzzed atomically
to the Peak District, did we?
Because, you know,
there are trains for that!
Oh, my, no.
Ok.
I'll just ask...
Where are we, o' wise head teacher
and mistress of nauseating space travel?
- Someplace wonderful.
- Shhh! They're near!
Who?
Can't hear anything.
She said you were meant to be a soldier.
We're flying a little blind here,
but our best zoological thinking is that
you need to talk about your childhood.
- Zoological...?
- What are your first memories? Quickly!
It feeds on those. We
think it'll come hunting.
- What...?
- Your first memory!
Shedding your quills?
- Now!
- Suckling in the nest?
I can sense them moving away,
now, soldier, now!
- Quickly!
- The-the death of our mother!
Well, birth is the last thing
that a Quill does, right?
She gives birth to her litter and dies.
And then, her body...
And then you eat it, don't you?
- God!
- For nourishment?
Yes, yes! A contemptible tradition,
and medically unnecessary
in modern times,
but there are archaic
cultural pressures,
- all right...
- That's enough.
They're coming.
(CREATURES SQUAWK IN DISTANCE)
(HE YELLS)
(HE YELLS)
Aah!
Yah!
Aargh!
(HE YELLS OUT)
- That's it?
- It's stronger than it looks.
Well, what was all the, "Aargh!"?!
That's the size of a kitten.
Are kittens dangerous?
Only if you insult
their worshippers online.
- Are we safe?
- Are you kidding me?
- We're safe, it's dead.
- For... Enough!
(YELLS): Where are we, who is
this Little Lord Growls-A-Lot
and why are we all so bothered
that he just killed a kitten?!
No.
Oh, yes.
That is impossible.
Indeed. We are in the
birthing grounds of the Arn.
We need the pheromones
of a fresh specimen
to calm the one in your head enough
for the procedure.
What procedure?
No... No, the Arn are a grown life form,
they're genetically modified.
They don't live in some forest.
Those are the facts that
everyone knows to be true
but it's not, apparently,
what the Arn believe.
What the Arn believe?
(HE GROANS)
(DEVICE CLICKS)
- (DOROTHEA SIGHS)
- All right.
This, as best we can tell,
is a metaphysical engine.
Metaphysics? Metaphysics
aren't real, it's just thought.
Thought, yes.
Everything in the universe is conserved,
everything, even belief.
Get millions of creatures
believing something strongly enough
for long enough and even space responds.
You are quite right that the Arn
weren't exactly wild creatures,
but parts of them were
and they dream like us
of what comes after.
I'm sorry, are you actually
saying that we are stood...
in Arn heaven?
- Don't be ridiculous.
- Good, because...
We're in the idea of it.
The belief itself, making it so.
You are absolutely in...
It just moved.
That's the first time it's
ever moved without hurting.
You see?
- It believes.
- All right...
(DEVICE CLICKS AND RATTLES)
How many times have you
travelled on this... device?
Headmistress?
Headmistress!
This is my first actual time, though
we've run several simulations.
QUILL AND BALLON: Your first?!
I've been fully briefed,
I know what I'm doing...
(ALL YELL)
(BALLON GROANS)
Ok, so, basically, we're
in the hands of a learner driver.
You're in the hands of the only
one of us who's done the research
on how to stay alive while using it.
I mean, this is like a geek vomited.
(BANGING)
The Governors study the tears
in space and time at Coal Hill.
There are those who think
the tears aren't accidental,
that they were placed there to
provide for those who will listen.
Coal Hill provides, it always provides.
And what do you get out of this, then?
My freedom.
And who is Ballon when
he is free, I wonder?
Some kind of hunter, I reckon.
Oh, no-no, my dear, he's your surgeon.
You can't get an Arn out
through surgery.
You can if the surgeon
is a shape-shifter.
That's the theory, anyway.
Shape-shifter, eh?
I've heard of you on Earth.
- Yeah, you're a Zygoat.
- I am a Law...
Who was posing as a Zygon.
One shape-shifter posing as another, eh?
That's meta.
It is a fine way to hide,
Zygons are protected on Earth.
So what did you do?
You are on this trip as well, Quill.
What did you do?
I'm a victim of circumstance.
- As am I.
- Yes.
I'm sure the families
of the people you both murdered
would be happy to consider
themselves "a circumstance".
- No-one was supposed to die.
- (RINGING)
(BALLON YELLS)
Remember what I promised you.
Ask yourself, what would being
unfrozen mean to you?
Everything!
- But why?
- (ALL YELL)
- (BOOM!)
- (ALL YELL)
- (QUILL GROANS)
- Uh...
(DOROTHEA GASPS AND PANTS)
No!
- This isn't real.
- Does no-one listen to the posh any more?
No, it is not real,
but, yes, we are really here.
- Oh, God... Where?!
- This is Law...
Law hell, more or less.
Isn't it amazing?
Surprisingly quiet, for hell.
An awful, awful quiet.
We are creatures that flow.
We live in the constant flow.
And this is the opposite of flowing.
A punishment I already suffer.
You said the second step
was the retrieval of the key.
(CREATURE ROARS)
No.
- (ROARING)
- No!
This seems cruel, even for you.
His hands need to shift
to get into your brain.
For that, I need a key to unlock them.
But it is impossible to reverse
the freezing of a shape-shifter...
Except in an impossible place.
(CREATURE ROARS)
So, what's this key then?
It's the blood of our god.
(CREATURE ROARS)
What, we're supposed to
get the blood of a god?!
- That's the theory!
- You just say theory again, I dare you!
- (CREATURE GROWLS)
- Get up!
You'll have to do it alone.
There is a special knife...
Whoa! No... No, no,
I can't use knives, remember?
That is the whole point of this trip!
Oh. Oh, dear, that was an oversight.
(CREATURE ROARS)
What can I do?
Soldier, tell me what I need to do!
(DOROTHEA PANTS)
Listen to me.
Listen to me. In Quill,
we call this the first fear.
This is the one you always go back
to and the one you can't face,
and everyone has it,
everyone, even Quill.
- Law, we call it cowardice.
- No, that is not true.
A soldier without fear
is useless, inefficient.
They win battles, but they lose wars.
(CREATURE ROARS)
- How can we overcome it?
- Hopefully quickly.
(CREATURE ROARS)
Yeah, we'll need that.
Come on!
Oh!
Oh, I don't even have a shot!
Hold the knife out.
- Hold it out!
- (SHE PANTS)
I will be your arms, soldier!
(BOTH YELL)
(CREATURE GROWLS)
Medical degradation seems at least
50% faster than originally...
- Aah!
- Theorised.
Request further information from the...
(CREATURE GROWLS)
This won't look good on the report.
- Oh!
- (DOROTHEA PANTS)
- How?
- It thought we were already statues!
So, is that how you Law
see the rest of us then?
Like we're pretty much already dead?
Yes.
Now we can unfreeze your hands.
(BALLON PANTS)
It's, erm...
been too long since I've fought
side-by-side with an actual soldier.
Yes.
For me, too.
Oh, right! Yeah, sure, you're welcome!
(YELLS): Aah!
That hurt!
You're starting to believe
this might work,
which means this really is
your last chance to turn back.
From here on, there is
only death or freedom.
An unfree life isn't a life.
So, come on...
Where to next?
You wouldn't believe me.
- (BOOM!)
- (LOUD THROBBING OF ENERGY)
Will you just stop doing that?!
Whoa!
I don't know how long
we're going to last.
- What?
- Why? How far is where we're going?
What, you...? You have
to check your notes?
How...? How did you even
get picked for this?!
I volunteered.
I had to fight to convince the Governors
that we should continue at all.
No-one else was all that
committed to saving you, Quill.
Is that such a surprise?
No, not really.
Now, if you'll just
let me read my notes.
The Arn sits on your midbrain,
yet I must only see the pathway there.
And as all Quill brains
were destroyed on Rhodia
and you're using yours at the moment...
Where are you going to
find a Quill brain?
No, our afterlife myth, that
died out, like, 1,000 years ago!
Let us hope not, or this
will be a very short trip.
- (RINGING)
- Oh!
- (SHE YELLS)
- Oh...
Dammit!
So, where is this exactly?
(QUILL LAUGHS)
Well, our information isn't
omniscient, but if our theory...
Oh, for... If you say theory again,
I swear to this guy's god, I'm...
It is correct. This is where the
Quill goddess is about to be born.
- (QUILL CHUCKLES)
- So this is your heaven?
Oh, right! Well, excuse
me, statue boy...
but we only believed in all this
before we realised
that the only thing out there
protecting us was us.
Huh! No goddess in a Quill nest
looking out for our best interest!
It's so sad you think
that's what belief is.
- Yes.
- And do I really need to do to you two
what I did to those very nice people
who no longer come to my front door?
(RUMBLING)
What's happening?
Oh, for...
Ok, so this is a Quill nest.
This is the first Quill nest, allegedly.
The Quill goddess is supposed to...
emerge from the underworld...
Where she has been trapped.
Isn't that correct?
And she rises with...
Fury and venom, according
to the text we have.
Oh, how exciting!
Yeah, I beginning to think
you don't know as much
about my people as you think you do.
(RUMBLING GROWS STRONGER)
- Oh!
- Oh!
(LOW GROWL)
(LOUD THUMP)
Well...
Get to it.
(GODDESS ROARS)
(GODDESS HISSES AND SNARLS)
(HE YELLS)
Hey!
(QUILL GRUNTS)
Ugh!
(GODDESS GROWLS)
(QUILL GROANS)
You don't deserve my belief!
Do you know how oppressed
Quill have been for centuries?
We died!
And died again! And where were you?
I should rip your head off
for even daring to exist!
Do it!
I was a soldier and you weren't there
to stop them taking that from me,
and where am I now, hey?
(QUILL PANTS)
(GODDESS HISSES)
(GODDESS EMITS A LOW GROWL)
What? What are you saying...?
(BALLON YELLS, GODDESS SHRIEKS)
No! No, stop!
No! Stop!
(BALLON YELLS, GODDESS REELS IN PAIN)
(GODDESS GROANS)
(BALLON PANTS)
No! I... I think she was
about to speak to...!
I could have been
the first Quill ever...!
Would you really want to hear
what your god would say?
Well, as a matter of fact, yeah!
- If it meant...
- Yes!
That you would have to believe in her?
If it meant that you would
have to worship her?
That you would have to change
everything you think about yourself,
about your universe?
- But you believe!
- I always have.
It's part of who I am.
Your self has already formed.
(BALLON PANTS)
Yeah, well, we didn't decapitate
your god, did we?
No, we just took a blood sample.
If she's right,
if this is a metaphysical place,
your goddess will rise again.
She will always be born.
All gods are.
I thought perhaps...
she was your first fear.
I thought perhaps you needed
the arm of a... A fellow soldier.
(DOROTHEA GROANS)
(SHE UNZIPS BAG)
Ugh!
Why don't you just use that
blood to unfreeze yourself?
There's not nearly enough.
I don't see why you...
Well, we... We start in the nest,
we end in the nest, it's...
It's our way.
But this isn't even your real goddess.
Yeah, well, that wasn't your real devil,
but you were still petrified of it.
Because it could still freeze me
for ever in one shape.
It's a fate worse than your death.
The fate you're in now.
I was caught as I shifted.
I'm neither one thing nor the other.
Their punishment was doubly unjust.
You killed people.
(HE SIGHS)
Look, my planet was attacked by
an enemy we could not hope to fight.
I lost everything.
The Law I loved.
The rest of my family, scattered.
We'd intended to meet on Earth,
to seek sanctuary there together, but...
when I arrived...
I found neither them...
nor any form of welcome.
We have a poet on Earth and she says...
no-one leaves home unless
home is the mouth of a shark.
I did not mean for anyone to die.
I'd just arrived.
I was starving.
It was the home of a family.
When they caught me,
"Monster," they said.
"Freak," they said.
They beat me. They would
have beaten me to death.
- So you killed...?
- I did not mean to.
I'd heard of Unit,
all arriving refugees do.
I thought I'd be arrested, but
the Governors got to me first...
- and ruined me.
- But now they're setting you free.
If I can get that thing out of
your head without your death...
Sounds cheering!
I... lost the Quill I loved.
He was... killed...
in the destruction of your planet?
No.
No, he was killed in the war
with my enemies.
He died in the same battle
that they arrested me.
Took him from me.
And took my will...
And you know what they did next?
The worst thing they did?
Made me used to it.
I shout my power.
I shout my toughness and my danger,
but I'm shouting it to children.
It's like they just...
They just amputated the
essential part of who I was.
Who I am.
You were frozen, too.
I'm sorry.
I don't want your pity.
I do not offer you pity.
I offer you shared sorrow.
What a soldier would ask next is...
how do I make them pay?
Yeah, and that is part of my problem...
cos they've gone...
all of them,
without being made to
pay for their crime.
All but one.
(SHE INHALES)
You ok?
No.
No, I don't think I am.
I think I just started to believe
that this might work.
(DOROTHEA STIRS)
What hap...?
- You got its head?
- Her head.
- And, yes.
- Oh...
What's wrong?
It's the Arn,
- it's fighting her.
- Then we're out of time.
(DEVICE CLICKS)
ALL: Oh!
(QUILL PANTS)
Oh, good... my own personal hell!
No... No, no, this is inappropriate.
It's not sterile,
it's not antiseptic...!
But it is a place I can control.
I suggest you get started quickly.
No!
(MUSIC STANDS CLANG AND RATTLE)
Oh, are you not staying?
To watch me die?
The mission didn't go as
planned, I'll have to explain.
Ah, yes, your mysterious Governors.
(SHE SHRIEKS)
(QUILL MOANS AND PANTS)
There are bigger things
in the universe than this life,
hidden things we can't even imagine,
and if a place can be created
from belief, if a goddess...
Then what else might
you be able to make...
if you just believe hard enough?
Try not to die.
You are...
intriguing.
Pheromones of Arn...
the blood of my god...
and a Quill brain.
It works...
in theory.
- I will shift my finger to avoid nerves.
- Huh...?
There will be some pain
as the Arn comes out.
- How much pain?
- Would you turn back now if you knew?
No.
Ah...
(SHE INHALES DEEPLY)
This will be horrible.
(SHE GASPS)
Ah...
I've found the Arn.
You have to be very still.
It's releasing.
Here it comes.
- (ARN SQUEALS)
- Aah!
Get it out, get it out!
(BALLON YELLS)
(SHE SCREAMS)
(QUILL GROANS IN PAIN)
Quill, Quill! Look at me. Look at me.
We're about to do a sacred thing.
Oh, great! Just do it quick!
- Please!
- (SHE SCREAMS)
(SHE PANTS)
How can I still see?
How do I still have my eye? I...
The blood of my devil, as you call him,
allowed me to manipulate your flesh.
Though, you are scarred.
Oh, yeah.
Well...
What good is a soldier without a scar?
(HE EXHALES)
(SHE PANTS)
(SHE GRUNTS)
(SHE YELLS)
(SHE PANTS)
Quill celebrate victory in
battle in a certain way.
- (HE CHUCKLES)
- All species say that.
All are lying.
It has been too long since
I was close to someone.
Oh, don't worry about it, the last
person I kissed was a robot.
Mmm...
(SHE PANTS)
It's made me course, unshifting...
like this form I wear.
Yeah, we do wear forms...
you and I, don't we?
All I want is to be free.
I want that, too.
A place you recognise, perhaps?
No, where are we?
Where's the school gone?
You were never there, I'm afraid.
A hologram.
We had to come to here,
but the chances of you
reacting badly were rather high.
This is the closest to
Rhodian soil we could find,
increased the survival chances
of the surgery by nearly 4%.
We're in the Cabinet of Souls?
We're in a cabinet?
Oh, yeah, it's...
It's way bigger on the inside.
And so beautiful.
Wish I hadn't had to leave.
What?
Another hologram, I'm afraid.
The reliquary really is dying.
I had to come home or there was
a chance I would never get back.
Though I did send you back a present.
Go ahead, open it.
- (QUILL GASPS)
- A Quill needs her gun.
Uh-uh, not yet, I'm afraid.
You have a mighty dilemma
facing you, both of you.
Ever Upward Reach calculated
an 85% chance only one of you
would survive the trip.
You've already beaten some pretty
long odds, but, unfortunately,
that ends now.
Despite my arguing,
the Governors have voted.
There's only enough energy in the
reliquary for one of you to return.
If it's any comfort,
the decision at least is yours.
What, you're leaving one
of us here to die?!
You're breaking your word.
So we're supposed to, what?
Agree to die so the other lives?
It's not what I wanted, I assure you.
In another life, you and I could
have been great friends, Miss Quill.
Oh, I'd rather swim in my own vomit.
Regardless,
the little we know of both your species
suggests a fight to the death.
But, again, up to you.
I just saved her life...
I will not now take it.
Ditto.
There's something else
I need to tell you.
It turns out there is another
Law on Earth, your niece.
Wait.
She's alive.
No.
This is a lie. I never
sensed another Law.
I have been assured that she is
alive and well and waiting for you,
if you return.
No. We will not fight each other.
You will never be free unless you do!
Never return from this living death!
Never see your family again!
And you, a Quill, with the greatest
weapon her people ever made,
enough to force a certain Prince
to wipe the Shadow Kin
from the grinning, smirking face
of the universe.
You say you are war itself,
now you actually can be.
I have been told to say the gun is set
for open firing, but don't delay.
Time passes differently here.
You may awake tomorrow
and find you are already old.
Don't.
(SHE GRUNTS)
I have been imprisoned for too long.
- Yes, so have I.
- My family...
If that's even true.
Is that not a risk you
would take yourself?
- Ooh!
- Aah!
It's a risk I would take
for a fellow soldier.
- Yah!
- Aah!
We just fought side-by-side.
I know.
If you have no loyalty
on the battlefield...
I know!
(HE GROWLS)
(SHE GRUNTS)
But if a soldier isn't fighting
for the safety of his family...
(HE GROANS, SHE GRUNTS)
why does he fight at all?
(SHE GRUNTS)
I'm sorry.
(SHE GROANS)
That's a sorrow I share.
(HE GRUNTS)
Aah! Stop.
Stop.
So, you really believe she's
going to set you free.
I have to take that chance.
Look away.
I will not.
Do it.
Forgive me.
Oh, I do.
(SCREAMS): No!
(SHE SOBS)
She did it, she set the gun.
No!
Ah, now you come.
Ha! You come to see me grieve!
(SHE GRUNTS)
(SHE YELLS)
"Time passes differently here."
How much of my life am I losing?
You just keep taking.
Is that all you ever did?
But I fought you and I
will still fight you.
Because you know what?
I am free.
I am free
and you are not the last.
There is one of you still living.
Show me the way out.
I suffered in your home world...
and I have suffered in your heaven,
but I will suffer no more.
No more!
Because I...
I am war itself!
(SHOUTING)
(STUDENTS SHOUT AND PLEAD)
You can't even handle detention right.
(SHE SIGHS)
- How can...? How can you...?
- I'm in no mood to talk.
I'm... I'm gone!
Aren't you going to go after him?
- No!
- But if the rope was making us angry...
You'll understand when
you get a boyfriend.
And there it is!
- (SHE SIGHS)
- Why do we rely on other people?
How can you fire a gun?
You do not want to talk to me
after the day I've had.
Day?
You've only been gone 45 minutes.
Really?
Seemed like a lifetime.
What's happened to your eye
- and your hair?
- And how can you fire a gun?
I just saved you, didn't I?
Isn't that my punishment?
But...
Yeah, well, consider it
my last favour, Prince.
Last?
- It's...
- It's the Arn.
I'm no longer your slave, Prince.
I have my free will back...
and I have my gun.
(GUN CHARGES)
And things...
Yeah, things are going
to change around here.
♪ Live fast, die young
Bad girls do it well ♪
♪ Live fast, die young
Bad girls do it well... ♪
No.
N-n-no, it can't be.
Oh.
Look at you and your little circle...
pretending to be heroes who
never expected to pay a price,
and you will keep paying
till you've lost yourself.
And the war begins again...
today.
entire species who killed our people
and yet, oh, here we
stand... in a school!
You shouldn't avenge
genocide with genocide,
- that's what the Doctor said.
- Oh, the Doctor...
It isn't your decision, Quill.
Nope.
But detention is.
Hey!
You've all got an hour's detention
and I've got things to do.
You're sworn to protect me.
And that's why I'm
locking you in, Prince.
It's so you won't come to any harm.
What are you going to do?
Quill? Hey! Hey!
Ready.
Is that what you're wearing?
Is that what you are?
They'll stay in the classroom?
Don't want them trying to solve
any mysteries while we're away.
Oh, they're such goody-two-shoes,
they'd probably stay in there
without a key or a teacher.
Now, come on, are we
leaving or aren't we?
Are you really so eager?
The chances of you surviving this...
I'll either end today dead or
with this thing out of my skull.
Are you entirely sure about that?
The Arn knows your thoughts, yes?
Yeah.
Then it knows you want it out.
And surely the only reason
it hasn't killed you already
is that you yourself don't
believe that this will work.
What are you getting at?
At some point today, should
everything go according to plan,
there will come a moment...
when you start to believe.
And when that happens...?
There will be no going back.
You really will either end today
dead or with your freedom.
Then let's begin.
I wish to be free.
And who, I wonder,
Is Quill when she's free?
I am war itself.
♪ What have I been waiting for? ♪
♪ Been wasting all my time ♪
♪ Watchin' my youth slip away
surely is a crime? ♪
♪ We go on and on, and on and on ♪
♪ And on, never knowing where
Never knowing where we gonna ♪
♪ We gonna
We gonna end up in the morning ♪
♪ We go on and on, and on and on ♪
♪ And on, never knowing where
Never knowing where we gonna ♪
♪ We gonna
We gonna end up in the morning. ♪
What exactly are we waiting for?
Ah, there he is.
(HIGH-PITCHED PULSING)
You're late.
The Governors keep alien prisoners?
Does Unit know about this?
(ENERGY PULSES)
(PULSING CEASES)
Remarkable.
Who is this person?
Quill, Ballon. Ballon, Quill.
That's all either of you
need to know for now.
Stay out of my way.
You stay out of mine.
What's that?
Very old technology, which, I confess,
I don't fully understand.
- (DEVICE RINGS)
- It's quite unstable.
Liable to kill us all at any moment.
Is that why they sent you?
Expendable?
(DEVICE DINGS THEN RATTLES)
Three... two... one...
- (BOOM!)
- (DOROTHEA GASPS)
(PULSING AND CRACKLING)
- (BOOM!)
- Aah... Oh...
(LOUD THROBBING OF ENERGY)
(SHE GRUNTS)
(RATTLING AND BANGING)
(RINGING)
(CREATURE BELLOWS IN DISTANCE)
(SHE RETCHES)
I know. Me, too.
There'll be a period of adjustment.
Oh, what the hell just happened?
Kind of atomic fuzzing.
Makes us quite nearly not exist
in the traditional sense,
but it can take one to the most
extraordinary places.
Gosh!
Right, well, if you ever
do something like that again
without warning me,
I'll pluck the eyelids
from your screaming face.
Interesting company we make.
(CREATURE SHRIEKS IN DISTANCE)
(PLANTS SQUEAL)
We didn't get buzzed atomically
to the Peak District, did we?
Because, you know,
there are trains for that!
Oh, my, no.
Ok.
I'll just ask...
Where are we, o' wise head teacher
and mistress of nauseating space travel?
- Someplace wonderful.
- Shhh! They're near!
Who?
Can't hear anything.
She said you were meant to be a soldier.
We're flying a little blind here,
but our best zoological thinking is that
you need to talk about your childhood.
- Zoological...?
- What are your first memories? Quickly!
It feeds on those. We
think it'll come hunting.
- What...?
- Your first memory!
Shedding your quills?
- Now!
- Suckling in the nest?
I can sense them moving away,
now, soldier, now!
- Quickly!
- The-the death of our mother!
Well, birth is the last thing
that a Quill does, right?
She gives birth to her litter and dies.
And then, her body...
And then you eat it, don't you?
- God!
- For nourishment?
Yes, yes! A contemptible tradition,
and medically unnecessary
in modern times,
but there are archaic
cultural pressures,
- all right...
- That's enough.
They're coming.
(CREATURES SQUAWK IN DISTANCE)
(HE YELLS)
(HE YELLS)
Aah!
Yah!
Aargh!
(HE YELLS OUT)
- That's it?
- It's stronger than it looks.
Well, what was all the, "Aargh!"?!
That's the size of a kitten.
Are kittens dangerous?
Only if you insult
their worshippers online.
- Are we safe?
- Are you kidding me?
- We're safe, it's dead.
- For... Enough!
(YELLS): Where are we, who is
this Little Lord Growls-A-Lot
and why are we all so bothered
that he just killed a kitten?!
No.
Oh, yes.
That is impossible.
Indeed. We are in the
birthing grounds of the Arn.
We need the pheromones
of a fresh specimen
to calm the one in your head enough
for the procedure.
What procedure?
No... No, the Arn are a grown life form,
they're genetically modified.
They don't live in some forest.
Those are the facts that
everyone knows to be true
but it's not, apparently,
what the Arn believe.
What the Arn believe?
(HE GROANS)
(DEVICE CLICKS)
- (DOROTHEA SIGHS)
- All right.
This, as best we can tell,
is a metaphysical engine.
Metaphysics? Metaphysics
aren't real, it's just thought.
Thought, yes.
Everything in the universe is conserved,
everything, even belief.
Get millions of creatures
believing something strongly enough
for long enough and even space responds.
You are quite right that the Arn
weren't exactly wild creatures,
but parts of them were
and they dream like us
of what comes after.
I'm sorry, are you actually
saying that we are stood...
in Arn heaven?
- Don't be ridiculous.
- Good, because...
We're in the idea of it.
The belief itself, making it so.
You are absolutely in...
It just moved.
That's the first time it's
ever moved without hurting.
You see?
- It believes.
- All right...
(DEVICE CLICKS AND RATTLES)
How many times have you
travelled on this... device?
Headmistress?
Headmistress!
This is my first actual time, though
we've run several simulations.
QUILL AND BALLON: Your first?!
I've been fully briefed,
I know what I'm doing...
(ALL YELL)
(BALLON GROANS)
Ok, so, basically, we're
in the hands of a learner driver.
You're in the hands of the only
one of us who's done the research
on how to stay alive while using it.
I mean, this is like a geek vomited.
(BANGING)
The Governors study the tears
in space and time at Coal Hill.
There are those who think
the tears aren't accidental,
that they were placed there to
provide for those who will listen.
Coal Hill provides, it always provides.
And what do you get out of this, then?
My freedom.
And who is Ballon when
he is free, I wonder?
Some kind of hunter, I reckon.
Oh, no-no, my dear, he's your surgeon.
You can't get an Arn out
through surgery.
You can if the surgeon
is a shape-shifter.
That's the theory, anyway.
Shape-shifter, eh?
I've heard of you on Earth.
- Yeah, you're a Zygoat.
- I am a Law...
Who was posing as a Zygon.
One shape-shifter posing as another, eh?
That's meta.
It is a fine way to hide,
Zygons are protected on Earth.
So what did you do?
You are on this trip as well, Quill.
What did you do?
I'm a victim of circumstance.
- As am I.
- Yes.
I'm sure the families
of the people you both murdered
would be happy to consider
themselves "a circumstance".
- No-one was supposed to die.
- (RINGING)
(BALLON YELLS)
Remember what I promised you.
Ask yourself, what would being
unfrozen mean to you?
Everything!
- But why?
- (ALL YELL)
- (BOOM!)
- (ALL YELL)
- (QUILL GROANS)
- Uh...
(DOROTHEA GASPS AND PANTS)
No!
- This isn't real.
- Does no-one listen to the posh any more?
No, it is not real,
but, yes, we are really here.
- Oh, God... Where?!
- This is Law...
Law hell, more or less.
Isn't it amazing?
Surprisingly quiet, for hell.
An awful, awful quiet.
We are creatures that flow.
We live in the constant flow.
And this is the opposite of flowing.
A punishment I already suffer.
You said the second step
was the retrieval of the key.
(CREATURE ROARS)
No.
- (ROARING)
- No!
This seems cruel, even for you.
His hands need to shift
to get into your brain.
For that, I need a key to unlock them.
But it is impossible to reverse
the freezing of a shape-shifter...
Except in an impossible place.
(CREATURE ROARS)
So, what's this key then?
It's the blood of our god.
(CREATURE ROARS)
What, we're supposed to
get the blood of a god?!
- That's the theory!
- You just say theory again, I dare you!
- (CREATURE GROWLS)
- Get up!
You'll have to do it alone.
There is a special knife...
Whoa! No... No, no,
I can't use knives, remember?
That is the whole point of this trip!
Oh. Oh, dear, that was an oversight.
(CREATURE ROARS)
What can I do?
Soldier, tell me what I need to do!
(DOROTHEA PANTS)
Listen to me.
Listen to me. In Quill,
we call this the first fear.
This is the one you always go back
to and the one you can't face,
and everyone has it,
everyone, even Quill.
- Law, we call it cowardice.
- No, that is not true.
A soldier without fear
is useless, inefficient.
They win battles, but they lose wars.
(CREATURE ROARS)
- How can we overcome it?
- Hopefully quickly.
(CREATURE ROARS)
Yeah, we'll need that.
Come on!
Oh!
Oh, I don't even have a shot!
Hold the knife out.
- Hold it out!
- (SHE PANTS)
I will be your arms, soldier!
(BOTH YELL)
(CREATURE GROWLS)
Medical degradation seems at least
50% faster than originally...
- Aah!
- Theorised.
Request further information from the...
(CREATURE GROWLS)
This won't look good on the report.
- Oh!
- (DOROTHEA PANTS)
- How?
- It thought we were already statues!
So, is that how you Law
see the rest of us then?
Like we're pretty much already dead?
Yes.
Now we can unfreeze your hands.
(BALLON PANTS)
It's, erm...
been too long since I've fought
side-by-side with an actual soldier.
Yes.
For me, too.
Oh, right! Yeah, sure, you're welcome!
(YELLS): Aah!
That hurt!
You're starting to believe
this might work,
which means this really is
your last chance to turn back.
From here on, there is
only death or freedom.
An unfree life isn't a life.
So, come on...
Where to next?
You wouldn't believe me.
- (BOOM!)
- (LOUD THROBBING OF ENERGY)
Will you just stop doing that?!
Whoa!
I don't know how long
we're going to last.
- What?
- Why? How far is where we're going?
What, you...? You have
to check your notes?
How...? How did you even
get picked for this?!
I volunteered.
I had to fight to convince the Governors
that we should continue at all.
No-one else was all that
committed to saving you, Quill.
Is that such a surprise?
No, not really.
Now, if you'll just
let me read my notes.
The Arn sits on your midbrain,
yet I must only see the pathway there.
And as all Quill brains
were destroyed on Rhodia
and you're using yours at the moment...
Where are you going to
find a Quill brain?
No, our afterlife myth, that
died out, like, 1,000 years ago!
Let us hope not, or this
will be a very short trip.
- (RINGING)
- Oh!
- (SHE YELLS)
- Oh...
Dammit!
So, where is this exactly?
(QUILL LAUGHS)
Well, our information isn't
omniscient, but if our theory...
Oh, for... If you say theory again,
I swear to this guy's god, I'm...
It is correct. This is where the
Quill goddess is about to be born.
- (QUILL CHUCKLES)
- So this is your heaven?
Oh, right! Well, excuse
me, statue boy...
but we only believed in all this
before we realised
that the only thing out there
protecting us was us.
Huh! No goddess in a Quill nest
looking out for our best interest!
It's so sad you think
that's what belief is.
- Yes.
- And do I really need to do to you two
what I did to those very nice people
who no longer come to my front door?
(RUMBLING)
What's happening?
Oh, for...
Ok, so this is a Quill nest.
This is the first Quill nest, allegedly.
The Quill goddess is supposed to...
emerge from the underworld...
Where she has been trapped.
Isn't that correct?
And she rises with...
Fury and venom, according
to the text we have.
Oh, how exciting!
Yeah, I beginning to think
you don't know as much
about my people as you think you do.
(RUMBLING GROWS STRONGER)
- Oh!
- Oh!
(LOW GROWL)
(LOUD THUMP)
Well...
Get to it.
(GODDESS ROARS)
(GODDESS HISSES AND SNARLS)
(HE YELLS)
Hey!
(QUILL GRUNTS)
Ugh!
(GODDESS GROWLS)
(QUILL GROANS)
You don't deserve my belief!
Do you know how oppressed
Quill have been for centuries?
We died!
And died again! And where were you?
I should rip your head off
for even daring to exist!
Do it!
I was a soldier and you weren't there
to stop them taking that from me,
and where am I now, hey?
(QUILL PANTS)
(GODDESS HISSES)
(GODDESS EMITS A LOW GROWL)
What? What are you saying...?
(BALLON YELLS, GODDESS SHRIEKS)
No! No, stop!
No! Stop!
(BALLON YELLS, GODDESS REELS IN PAIN)
(GODDESS GROANS)
(BALLON PANTS)
No! I... I think she was
about to speak to...!
I could have been
the first Quill ever...!
Would you really want to hear
what your god would say?
Well, as a matter of fact, yeah!
- If it meant...
- Yes!
That you would have to believe in her?
If it meant that you would
have to worship her?
That you would have to change
everything you think about yourself,
about your universe?
- But you believe!
- I always have.
It's part of who I am.
Your self has already formed.
(BALLON PANTS)
Yeah, well, we didn't decapitate
your god, did we?
No, we just took a blood sample.
If she's right,
if this is a metaphysical place,
your goddess will rise again.
She will always be born.
All gods are.
I thought perhaps...
she was your first fear.
I thought perhaps you needed
the arm of a... A fellow soldier.
(DOROTHEA GROANS)
(SHE UNZIPS BAG)
Ugh!
Why don't you just use that
blood to unfreeze yourself?
There's not nearly enough.
I don't see why you...
Well, we... We start in the nest,
we end in the nest, it's...
It's our way.
But this isn't even your real goddess.
Yeah, well, that wasn't your real devil,
but you were still petrified of it.
Because it could still freeze me
for ever in one shape.
It's a fate worse than your death.
The fate you're in now.
I was caught as I shifted.
I'm neither one thing nor the other.
Their punishment was doubly unjust.
You killed people.
(HE SIGHS)
Look, my planet was attacked by
an enemy we could not hope to fight.
I lost everything.
The Law I loved.
The rest of my family, scattered.
We'd intended to meet on Earth,
to seek sanctuary there together, but...
when I arrived...
I found neither them...
nor any form of welcome.
We have a poet on Earth and she says...
no-one leaves home unless
home is the mouth of a shark.
I did not mean for anyone to die.
I'd just arrived.
I was starving.
It was the home of a family.
When they caught me,
"Monster," they said.
"Freak," they said.
They beat me. They would
have beaten me to death.
- So you killed...?
- I did not mean to.
I'd heard of Unit,
all arriving refugees do.
I thought I'd be arrested, but
the Governors got to me first...
- and ruined me.
- But now they're setting you free.
If I can get that thing out of
your head without your death...
Sounds cheering!
I... lost the Quill I loved.
He was... killed...
in the destruction of your planet?
No.
No, he was killed in the war
with my enemies.
He died in the same battle
that they arrested me.
Took him from me.
And took my will...
And you know what they did next?
The worst thing they did?
Made me used to it.
I shout my power.
I shout my toughness and my danger,
but I'm shouting it to children.
It's like they just...
They just amputated the
essential part of who I was.
Who I am.
You were frozen, too.
I'm sorry.
I don't want your pity.
I do not offer you pity.
I offer you shared sorrow.
What a soldier would ask next is...
how do I make them pay?
Yeah, and that is part of my problem...
cos they've gone...
all of them,
without being made to
pay for their crime.
All but one.
(SHE INHALES)
You ok?
No.
No, I don't think I am.
I think I just started to believe
that this might work.
(DOROTHEA STIRS)
What hap...?
- You got its head?
- Her head.
- And, yes.
- Oh...
What's wrong?
It's the Arn,
- it's fighting her.
- Then we're out of time.
(DEVICE CLICKS)
ALL: Oh!
(QUILL PANTS)
Oh, good... my own personal hell!
No... No, no, this is inappropriate.
It's not sterile,
it's not antiseptic...!
But it is a place I can control.
I suggest you get started quickly.
No!
(MUSIC STANDS CLANG AND RATTLE)
Oh, are you not staying?
To watch me die?
The mission didn't go as
planned, I'll have to explain.
Ah, yes, your mysterious Governors.
(SHE SHRIEKS)
(QUILL MOANS AND PANTS)
There are bigger things
in the universe than this life,
hidden things we can't even imagine,
and if a place can be created
from belief, if a goddess...
Then what else might
you be able to make...
if you just believe hard enough?
Try not to die.
You are...
intriguing.
Pheromones of Arn...
the blood of my god...
and a Quill brain.
It works...
in theory.
- I will shift my finger to avoid nerves.
- Huh...?
There will be some pain
as the Arn comes out.
- How much pain?
- Would you turn back now if you knew?
No.
Ah...
(SHE INHALES DEEPLY)
This will be horrible.
(SHE GASPS)
Ah...
I've found the Arn.
You have to be very still.
It's releasing.
Here it comes.
- (ARN SQUEALS)
- Aah!
Get it out, get it out!
(BALLON YELLS)
(SHE SCREAMS)
(QUILL GROANS IN PAIN)
Quill, Quill! Look at me. Look at me.
We're about to do a sacred thing.
Oh, great! Just do it quick!
- Please!
- (SHE SCREAMS)
(SHE PANTS)
How can I still see?
How do I still have my eye? I...
The blood of my devil, as you call him,
allowed me to manipulate your flesh.
Though, you are scarred.
Oh, yeah.
Well...
What good is a soldier without a scar?
(HE EXHALES)
(SHE PANTS)
(SHE GRUNTS)
(SHE YELLS)
(SHE PANTS)
Quill celebrate victory in
battle in a certain way.
- (HE CHUCKLES)
- All species say that.
All are lying.
It has been too long since
I was close to someone.
Oh, don't worry about it, the last
person I kissed was a robot.
Mmm...
(SHE PANTS)
It's made me course, unshifting...
like this form I wear.
Yeah, we do wear forms...
you and I, don't we?
All I want is to be free.
I want that, too.
A place you recognise, perhaps?
No, where are we?
Where's the school gone?
You were never there, I'm afraid.
A hologram.
We had to come to here,
but the chances of you
reacting badly were rather high.
This is the closest to
Rhodian soil we could find,
increased the survival chances
of the surgery by nearly 4%.
We're in the Cabinet of Souls?
We're in a cabinet?
Oh, yeah, it's...
It's way bigger on the inside.
And so beautiful.
Wish I hadn't had to leave.
What?
Another hologram, I'm afraid.
The reliquary really is dying.
I had to come home or there was
a chance I would never get back.
Though I did send you back a present.
Go ahead, open it.
- (QUILL GASPS)
- A Quill needs her gun.
Uh-uh, not yet, I'm afraid.
You have a mighty dilemma
facing you, both of you.
Ever Upward Reach calculated
an 85% chance only one of you
would survive the trip.
You've already beaten some pretty
long odds, but, unfortunately,
that ends now.
Despite my arguing,
the Governors have voted.
There's only enough energy in the
reliquary for one of you to return.
If it's any comfort,
the decision at least is yours.
What, you're leaving one
of us here to die?!
You're breaking your word.
So we're supposed to, what?
Agree to die so the other lives?
It's not what I wanted, I assure you.
In another life, you and I could
have been great friends, Miss Quill.
Oh, I'd rather swim in my own vomit.
Regardless,
the little we know of both your species
suggests a fight to the death.
But, again, up to you.
I just saved her life...
I will not now take it.
Ditto.
There's something else
I need to tell you.
It turns out there is another
Law on Earth, your niece.
Wait.
She's alive.
No.
This is a lie. I never
sensed another Law.
I have been assured that she is
alive and well and waiting for you,
if you return.
No. We will not fight each other.
You will never be free unless you do!
Never return from this living death!
Never see your family again!
And you, a Quill, with the greatest
weapon her people ever made,
enough to force a certain Prince
to wipe the Shadow Kin
from the grinning, smirking face
of the universe.
You say you are war itself,
now you actually can be.
I have been told to say the gun is set
for open firing, but don't delay.
Time passes differently here.
You may awake tomorrow
and find you are already old.
Don't.
(SHE GRUNTS)
I have been imprisoned for too long.
- Yes, so have I.
- My family...
If that's even true.
Is that not a risk you
would take yourself?
- Ooh!
- Aah!
It's a risk I would take
for a fellow soldier.
- Yah!
- Aah!
We just fought side-by-side.
I know.
If you have no loyalty
on the battlefield...
I know!
(HE GROWLS)
(SHE GRUNTS)
But if a soldier isn't fighting
for the safety of his family...
(HE GROANS, SHE GRUNTS)
why does he fight at all?
(SHE GRUNTS)
I'm sorry.
(SHE GROANS)
That's a sorrow I share.
(HE GRUNTS)
Aah! Stop.
Stop.
So, you really believe she's
going to set you free.
I have to take that chance.
Look away.
I will not.
Do it.
Forgive me.
Oh, I do.
(SCREAMS): No!
(SHE SOBS)
She did it, she set the gun.
No!
Ah, now you come.
Ha! You come to see me grieve!
(SHE GRUNTS)
(SHE YELLS)
"Time passes differently here."
How much of my life am I losing?
You just keep taking.
Is that all you ever did?
But I fought you and I
will still fight you.
Because you know what?
I am free.
I am free
and you are not the last.
There is one of you still living.
Show me the way out.
I suffered in your home world...
and I have suffered in your heaven,
but I will suffer no more.
No more!
Because I...
I am war itself!
(SHOUTING)
(STUDENTS SHOUT AND PLEAD)
You can't even handle detention right.
(SHE SIGHS)
- How can...? How can you...?
- I'm in no mood to talk.
I'm... I'm gone!
Aren't you going to go after him?
- No!
- But if the rope was making us angry...
You'll understand when
you get a boyfriend.
And there it is!
- (SHE SIGHS)
- Why do we rely on other people?
How can you fire a gun?
You do not want to talk to me
after the day I've had.
Day?
You've only been gone 45 minutes.
Really?
Seemed like a lifetime.
What's happened to your eye
- and your hair?
- And how can you fire a gun?
I just saved you, didn't I?
Isn't that my punishment?
But...
Yeah, well, consider it
my last favour, Prince.
Last?
- It's...
- It's the Arn.
I'm no longer your slave, Prince.
I have my free will back...
and I have my gun.
(GUN CHARGES)
And things...
Yeah, things are going
to change around here.
♪ Live fast, die young
Bad girls do it well ♪
♪ Live fast, die young
Bad girls do it well... ♪
No.
N-n-no, it can't be.
Oh.
Look at you and your little circle...
pretending to be heroes who
never expected to pay a price,
and you will keep paying
till you've lost yourself.
And the war begins again...
today.