Defiance (2013–2015): Season 3, Episode 4 - Dead Air - full transcript

Previously on Defiance...

I see a bright light.

It's a man,
with a powerful flashlight.

Amanda, you're mine.

The man who raped me.

I was living in
New York, working as

an entry clerk at
E-Rep headquarters.

Why are you telling me all this?

I didn't want you to
think you're alone.

We've received a message
from Datak and Stahma.

Good news, I hope.



They were successful in planting
the shrill-infested weapons

in the local armory.

The town's entire gun
supply was destroyed.

What does that mad man want?

He wants us to blow up the St.
Louis Arch.

People of Defiance,

our darkest hour has passed.

The lights are finally back on.

Thanks to our Omec friends,
the mines are open,

and the gulanite is flowing
at a rapid pace.

Slowly but surely,
we're getting back on our feet.

'Cause when we're
up against the wall,

when many of us have
just about lost hope, we persevere.

Standing beside each other.



Always remember who we are.

We are free. We are proud.
We are Defiance.

I can't speak for the rest of you,
Defiance, but I'm inspired.

Here's some old-world grunge
going out to my man, Alak Tarr,

wherever you are.

I notice you didn't tell the town

we were free,
proud and defenseless.

No need to start a panic.

The shrill destroyed every weapon
in our armory.

I don't know about you, but I'm feeling

pretty damned panicked.

I think I got something here.

Amanda! We've been going
through the old E-Rep files.

I think I might have a line on
where we can find some weapons.

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My fellow Votans.

I am Commander General
Rahm Tak, of the Votanis Collective.

Today is a special day.

Today is a day of celebration.

I have shown you mercy.

Hologram.

I have come here
today to liberate you.

You three.

Check the arch for casualties.
You have so much to thank us for.

He's gotta be projecting
from somewhere close.

I have shown you mercy.
You still have your homes.

You still have your lives.

But the continued survival
of Defiance is in your hands.

I am an honest man.

Far more honest
than your human mayor.

My spies have informed me that
all the weapons in your armory

have been rendered useless,

a fact Amanda Rosewater
has kept from you.

Nolan, shut this down.

Working on it.

Like all pink-meat' humans,
she's a liar.

I am coming to your town.

Votans of Defiance,
I make you this promise.

Your life will be
spared if you surrender.

But for those of you who side with
the humans, there will be no mercy.

The Arch is only
the first cell, though.

Hitting back will require weapons,
and lots of 'em.

We may find them here.

Station Arrowhead,

300 miles north,
an E.M.C. black site,

built during the Pale Wars

and been sealed up tight
ever since the '20s.

How do we know
it hasn't already been found, looted?

We don't.
But look at the manifest.

Automatic weapons, explosives,

medical, everything
we could hope for.

And if we drove all night,
we could be there by mid-morning.

- It's heavy firepower.
- Mmm-mmm.

Worth rolling the dice.
I'm riding shotgun.

You heard the lady. Pack a bag.

Wheels up at sundown.

Not you. You're benched.

- C'mon.
- Benched.

They blew up the Arch.

- Don't care.
- Nolan.

You're gonna stay
here with Berlin,

you're gonna figure out
who planted those explosives.

And you two?

You're gonna work
together on this, you hear me?

BORDEEN VALLEY
200 MILES WEST OF DEFIANCE

You know, everyone says
that Buddy Rich is the best drummer.

I like Gene Krupa better.

Krupa, yes. Sing, Sing, Sing.
Wonderful beat.

A despicable species, the humans,
but they do have rhythm.

General. Sir.

Sir, I have an update on Defiance.

Datak and Stahma
have destroyed the Arch.

Ha!

Excellent!

And the hologram?

The entire town saw it.

Don't look so gloomy, Alak.

Thanks to your
resourceful parents,

you live to see another day.

But, Sir.
There is one more thing.

Speak freely.

There are two Omec in Defiance.

One male, one female.

Enchanters.

The Omec?

Like, from back on Votan?
Aren't they like...

Quiet!

I've consulted with
my Indogene brothers.

And we're fairly certain
that the male is Eksu Tsuroz T'evgin.

He's a prominent
figure in Omec culture.

Scientist, inventor,
politician and war hero.

Well, why isn't this
glorious Renaissance man

back home, dead in space
with the rest of the enchanters?

Our long-range scans indicate
that he has a ship.

It's in orbit,
hovering above Defiance.

A warship?

We're not sure.

Its power signature,
however, is very low.

It's in need of repair.

They need gulanite.

That's why they're in Defiance.

A fully functional Omec warship

could destroy the entire
Votanis Collective.

Eksu Tsuroz T'evgin needs to die.

Send word to Datak and Stahma.

Tell them I need it
done immediately.

What he's demanding is reckless.

We must refuse this order.

That's not an option,
and you know it.

It's too soon after the Arch.

The entire town's on high alert.

Rahm Tak is going
to get us caught!

It's a risk we have to take.

He has our son!

What?

Out with it.

I've given this
a great deal of thought.

I don't believe Rahm Tak
will ever release Alak alive.

How can you say that?

He married a human girl.

Rahm Tak won't let
that go unpunished.

No. You're wrong.
Rahm and I shared an oath.

I looked him in the eye.

Rahm Take eyes are empty.

Even if you're right,
it changes nothing.

Killing the Omec buys us time.

- Time for what?
- I don't know!

Time to think,

to come up with
some sort of counter-strategy.

What other choice do we have?

The Omec has to die.

I suppose you're right.

We have betrayed our neighbors,

and so long as that madman
has the power to expose us,

we must obey his commands.

For our own survival,
if not Alak's.

Is that poison?

I'll fill a hidden needle

and inject the Omec
during coitus.

Coitus?

It's a human word.
It means...

Yeah, I know what it means.

T'evgin will
suffer cardiac arrest,

leaving no
evidence of foul play.

Well, surely
there's some other way.

My way is effective and safe.

Rest assured, love,
I will think only of you.

STATION ARROWHEAD
312 MILES NORTH OF DEFIANCE

Looks like it's
been recently plowed.

According to this,
underground access is in that barn.

Ah!

That barn smell.

You mean manure?

Whatever happened to romance?

I killed it and ate it.

Oh!

Nolan, you okay?

Just a headache.

Ah!

Oh!

Leave the fingers.
Leave, leave, leave. Ah, ow!

Come with me.

I don't suppose
I could hang on to my gun?

No.

C'mon, pal...

George isn't your pal.
And neither am I.

It's amazing.

You look just like her.

Like who?

The girl from the movies.

What movies?
What are you talking about?

No more talking.

Niles?

Oh, Nuts.

After our garrison left Defiance,

Viceroy Mercado decided
to lead us back to New York

to provide aid and comfort.
It was futile.

Before we made Cincinnati, we were
overrun by refugees streaming west.

They were burned and bloodied
and sick. They'd lost everything.

It was heartbreaking, truly.

Ooh, try the Camembert.
Try it. It's divine.

We offered them what little comfort
we could, of course.

We, um,
shared their provisions and...

Of course.

Yeah. That's right.
Thanks, Paul.

Many of the refugees
joined us as we

headed north up to
Arrowhead to resupply.

Well, I mean,
obviously you made it here.

But what happened
to everyone else?

We hit raiders outside Detroit.

I escaped, but Mercado and
the others, they weren't so lucky.

- Doubt it was luck.
- Nolan.

Come on.
I want to hear this.

I made my way here
to Arrowhead alone.

Found the entrance,
but I didn't know the passcode.

I would have died
from the elements

had it not been for an angel
who came to my rescue.

An angel named George.

I'm not really an angel.

That's a matter of opinion.

George here brought me inside,

and he and his
fellow Bio-men

kept Station Arrowhead
humming along

since the Pale Wars ended.

It's a remarkable place.
It's completely self-sustaining.

It was built it as a refuge
for the government elite

in case the world went to hell.

There's a fully stocked seed vault,
functional rain chamber.

There's even DNA samples
of old-world animals.

Cows and goats
and cats and dogs.

I had a dog once.
He only had three legs.

I know, Georgie, I know.

But he's in a much better place

now, isn't he?

Hmm.

This is the last of the stuff.

Guilty conscience eating at you?

It's a headache.

It's nothing.

Look at this.

So? It's just part of a boom box.

The Arch was full
of old radio junk.

Look at these burns.

And how the edges are blown out
from the inside.

This radio was
the casing for the bomb.

Let's see if we can
get a print off it.

So it's just you here.
Underground.

With your four
color-coordinated Bio-men.

Your own little slice of heaven,
if you ask me.

Nolan's sarcasm notwithstanding,

yes, I have built quite
the pleasant life for myself.

I read. I write. I farm.

I've even been known to dabble
in carpentry from time to time.

You all right?

Mmm.

Look, I'm glad you're happy.

I appreciate that, Amanda, I do.

I've missed you.

I've missed you an awful lot.

Well...

...before I start blubbing
all over myself, let's get to it.

I can't imagine
this is a social visit.

What do you need?
Food? Building materials?

Guns.

Since the
E-Rep fell apart,

the Votanis Collective
has been growing in strength.

They blew up the Arch.

Good Lord.
It's gone completely?

Yes.

I can imagine how deeply
it affects you, Amanda.

Why did you let me
prattle on about myself so much?

You were kind of on a roll.

I'm afraid I do still rather enjoy
the sound of my own voice.

Your request is granted.

Ringo. Show our
friends to the armory, yeah?

Let them take as many weapons
as they can fit into their roller.

All right, then.

Niles, I can't thank you enough.

My pleasure.
Oh, Amanda. Amanda?

Could I have a word in private?

I'm fine. Go.

Nolan doesn't trust me.

I don't trust anyone.

Do you want to blow this?

- I'm not leaving you...
- I can handle him. I mean it. Go.

I'll be back in 10 minutes.

Very good.

Is this a conversation
or a seduction?

Hopefully both.

I've been thinking
about six months ago,

when I left Defiance
for New York.

How you refused to join me.

You know I care about you. I just...

No, no, no. It's all right.

I completely understand.

There were so many distractions.

Protecting Defiance, rebuilding
the E-Rep, fighting the V.C...

This period of solitude

has clarified certain
primal sanities.

You and I are special.

We're bound together
in a deep and fundamental manner.

But Eve could not
truly join her Adam

until the perfect
Eden revealed itself.

And now it has.

Amanda, what would you say
to the idea of staying on here

Permanently?

Are we getting
the band back together?

I didn't mean to intrude.

Surprising an Omec is
a dangerous pursuit.

Forgive me.

I came for your culture lessons.

We never specified a time.

And that, I think, is a lie.

Partially. Yes.

My husband is in a mood,

and I was anxious for
some more pleasant company.

Something to take
my mind off the Arch.

The Gateway Arch
is a human monument.

Why should a Shanje

such as yourself care
about its destruction?

My son, Alak, ran the radio station
from the top of the arch.

It meant more to him
than anything else.

I see.

Would you care for
something to drink?

Hmm.

Haven't you done
enough for Defiance?

I can't hide underground and watch
my town burn. You know that.

We're meant to be together.

Yeah? I belong to you.

And you belong to me.

Amanda, you're mine.

What?

"You're mine."

That's what my attacker said in
New York before he...

I'm so sorry. Of course.

Of course, you told me
all about that night.

I'm so sorry.
Okay. It was just,

it was an unfortunate
choice of words.

No, no, no.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

You think you're over something,

and then it just comes back at you
in unexpected ways.

Uh...

Do you have any Scotch?

Real Scotch. That's bourbon.
I checked earlier.

Of course you did.
I'll be right back.

So you have no idea
whether your son is alive or not.

I can only pray
to Rayetso for his safe return.

I, too, am no stranger
to loss of family.

I am sorry.

I have learned to find solace
in our great works.

The most enduring are about
finding meaning in loss.

I've spent many
long nights on my ship

considering what
the Indogene had done to us.

I could not help but wonder

if we had not brought
tragedy upon ourselves.

Death breeds death.

Hmm.

The greatest Omec opera
was about that very thing.

"Harvest Nocturne."

Yes.

It's my favorite.

Why have you really come here,

my lovely little show-off?

I want the truth.
The entire truth.

Isn't it obvious?

I wish to be enchanted.

Would you like to go again?

You took a nice shot there.

Turn your head to the light
so I can check your pupils.

Do you know your name?

Yeah, Joshua Nolan.

Good. I'm Samir.

Do you remember
what happened to you?

Bio-man took a cheap shot.
You a medic?

I was a veterinarian
before New York got destroyed.

But now I work on humans and Sensoths,
and everything in between.

Any nausea?

No, no. I'm fine.
Hard head.

Yeah, that cut on your head.
How did you get that?

Long, complicated story.

Uh...

Yeah, that's locked, by the way.

How many
Bio-men on site?

Just the Fab Four.

Yeah? You got
people with you?

Used to.
Thirty of us, from New York.

We managed to escape after
the Great Terraforming Disaster.

Um, after a few months, we met up
with Pottinger's soldiers on the road

I mean, E-Rep.
We thought they'd keep us safe.

Until Pottinger just went nuts.

I mean, he put a bullet through
his commanding officer's head

and then declared
himself in charge.

Some of us tried to stop him.

People died.

After that, Pottinger
knew that none of us trusted him.

Soto keep people in line,

he forced me to wire
a dead man's switch to his chest.

You're shitting me.

If Pottinger's heart stops beating,
it triggers a bomb.

What kind of a bomb?

Uh, you remember Portland?

Yeah. I've seen the crater.

He wired himself to
a singularity bomb?

Yeah.

If he dies, this whole place
gets sucked into a wormhole.

We gotta get outta here now.

Put that down.

Where's Nolan?

In the armory.

Can you take me to him?

No.

George, why is that
door padlocked?

It's private.

In the elevator, you said I reminded
you of "the girl in the movies."

Who is she?
What did you mean?

Thank you,
George, that'll be all.

I should stay.
I think she might

try to hurt you.
Oh...

I don't think she's happy here.

You're very perceptive, George.

Your Boss said
something to me that

reminded me of a bad
thing that happened.

So, yes, I'm not happy.

But it's nothing
an old-world single malt can't fix.

I can wait outside the doors.

What is he? A Bio-man or
a jealous girlfriend?

Go see to the dishes, George.
I shan't ask you again.

Okay.

Rather like a Labrador, isn't he?

Mmm.

So I've been thinking
about your offer.

I'm willing to stay,
but there's a price.

Go on.

I'll do anything to
keep Defiance safe.

You offered us a roller filled
with weapons,

but that's not nearly enough.

I propose we send Nolan back
with the weapons,

he returns with a caravan to haul
everything back to Defiance.

Everything?

Every single weapon in your armory,
down to the last firecracker.

Defiance gets the guns,
and you get me.

All right, jackass.
Open the door.

The screening room. Now.

Amanda, please.

Open it, or I open you.

All right, all right.

There's something
you must know about me first.

I'm not well.

The abuse I suffered
when I was attacked

by Votans at my
boarding school...

Shut up. Move.

Okay.

Okay.

How do you like it?
My special place.

What is all this stuff?

This mask.
This flashlight.

Now listen to me carefully.

When I love someone,
I become completely

and utterly
enthralled with them.

Their tragedies.
Everything.

What's on these video chips?

Just all the video diaries of...

Play this one. With my name on it.
Now! Play it! Now!

Okay.

There.

Such ethereal beauty.

I can't believe I
didn't see this.

Before me, it was Connor.

Yeah. We were school chums.

He protected me
when the Votan attacked.

He saved me.

I loved him.

And then what?
Then you followed him to New York?

Hmm. Yes.

But Connor didn't want
to see me,

so sometimes I would follow
people who were close to him.

Somebody might lead me to him.

Like that night in Central Park?

When I was attacked.

Yeah. Yeah.
I saw what happened.

And I wanted to stop it, okay?

But I froze.
I was a coward.

But after your attacker left,
I wanted to help you.

But how could I justify
being there, Amanda?

In that moment, all my guilt,
all my shame, my self-hatred,

it just exploded into rage.

But I chased after your attacker,
and I caught him,

and I bashed in his skull,
and I rolled his body into the river.

For you.

And yet you kept his
mask and flashlight?

They're replicas!

Replicas? Bullshit.

Come on, Amanda.

Please, put down the gun.

That's it. Listen to me.

Look. If you had shot me,
the entire station would've exploded.

Ahhh!

Looks like we're all still here.

Let's move.

Right behind you.

You're not supposed
to open the door.

Okay. He's, uh, really new here.
He doesn't know...

Oh!

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

Nice thinking, doggie doctor.

Amanda. Come on!

Please stop.
If you kill me, we will all die.

I want to hear you say it.

Admit what you did.
Say it!

Please, Amanda, don't do this.

Ow!

Say it.

Ahhh!

Say it.

I love you.

Say it!

Ahhh!

Ow!

Say it.

Amanda, no!

Samir! I'm on it.

Keep him alive.
Don't let him die.

Come on.

Hey. Hey.

He raped me.

Come on.
No, no. No, no, no.

It was him.

He's dead.

We gotta get outta here.
Come on.

Amanda, come on!
We gotta go. Come on!

Faster!
Faster! Come on.

Pretty.

Ah!

You're awake.

I made some pancakes.

I got the ingredients
from the NeedWant bazaar.

Oh. Thank you.

- I hope you like them.
- Oh.

Hmm.

Enjoy them while they're hot.

Oh...

Your needle.

I suppose we should
discuss the poison.

Poison?

You're not the first
Castithan concubine

that has attempted to murder me.

Your people know nothing
about my physiology.

And that's exactly
the way I like it.

I have lived for many,
many centuries.

And the longer my people live,
the more difficult we are to kill.

So, why do you want me dead?

Actually, I don't.

And I don't want to be killed,

so I guess that puts us on
the same page, as the humans say.

So, why the poison?

I lied earlier.

I know exactly where my son is.

The Votanis Collective
have taken him hostage.

They ordered me to kill you,
or his life would be forfeit.

What will you tell them?

The truth.

I have failed.

Will you try again?

Do I have any chance of success?

I'm afraid not.

What shall you do?

In my entire life, no man
has ever made a meal for me.

I feel I should thank you.

You know whose badge that is.

Of course I do.

I miss him, too.

I loved Tommy.
Shut up!

You don't kill what you love!

It wasn't me.
It was the machine.

Is it a machine holding a knife
to my neck right now?

Ahhh!

Ahhh!

Ah!

What the chup?

Nolan, I'm so sorry.

Don't.

If I hadn't killed Pottinger,

we would have those weapons
to fight the V.C.

Yeah. Possible.

Also possible
that killing Pottinger saved us

from being murdered
by Bio-men,

or, in your case,
something much worse.

What's that for?

For being one of the good guys.

Ah!
Nolan? Nolan!

Nolan!

He's bleeding.

Get me a stick.

Uh...

Here.

The blood's coming from
his head wound. What caused it?

Some kind of Votan tech.

More specific!
I don't know!

You need to make
an educated guess.

Because whatever's
inside this man's head

is killing him.

Ah!

Ah!

What's wrong with you?

Ah! Ah!

Help me.

Please.

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