Earth: Final Conflict (1997–2002): Season 3, Episode 19 - Apparition - full transcript

Liam investigates the suspicious death of a banker, which he saw in a dream. It seems to be an exiled Taelon spirit that is contacting him. Da'an berates Zo'or for his money and power hungry attitude.

Previously on Gene Roddenberry's
Earth Final Conflict:

Why are you pushing this so hard?

It legitimizes my position as a liaison
between Doors International and Taelons.

Why the hell would you be
breaking into secured area?

Doors has a small fortune invested
in these coventures with the Taelons,

not to mention my reputation. Damn
right I'm gonna find everything I can.

Focus on your own
business, Miss Palmer.

Let us handle ours.

Strength of the Taelons
lies in the common purpose.

That is the core of the Commonality.
What you are suggesting is blasphemy.

No, the Commonality is our weakness.



We are running from the Jaridians because
they are not bound by a commonality.

They are individuals, like the humans.

Please, leave me alone.

Please, leave me alone!

Please.

Leave me alone.

Please, leave me alone, please.

No!

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Axarion

They have come to Earth
with the promise of peace.

An alien race called the Taelons.

But, there are those who
resist these Alien Companions.

For the Taelons' true mission,

the secrets they hide



will forever alter our world.

The fate of humanity now relies

on those who dare challenge the future

of Earth.

Let's get press out of here!

Who is this?

Liam Kincaid, I'm with the
Companion Protector Service in DC.

Is this official, Kincaid?
Otherwise, I'm busy.

I saw it happen.

Security says he was
alone in the building.

How did you get in here?
- I didn't exactly.

You saw it, but you weren't here?

I'm trying to get some inkling
of how you fit into this.

If you weren't here, where were you?
- In my place in Washington, asleep.

I know how it sounds, but...

I dreamt it.

Look, he was terrified of something.

He ran from it, he broke that vase...

Sweeney, find out if the IO
gave any of this to the press,

and if he did, I'll have his job.

The vase wasn't on the news.

I dreamed it.

You found his ring yet?

Solid gold, the design was a...

circle with a dot in the
middle, it's under his right arm.

That's the ring I saw.

Can you dream up an
explanation for this?

The arson team says the way this
circle melted into the floor,

the fire was maybe 2.000 degrees.

Which means the whole carpet would have
burned and taken whole building with it.

It didn't look like a real fire.
- I guess not.

Or this ring would be a
puddle of metal, wouldn't it?

Mr. Briggs might have had the
decency to finish what he was doing.

Briggs can be replaced.

This time find someone with
more emotional stability.

Emotional instability is
not exclusively human, Zo'or.

You refer to Ku'don suicide?
- And Rho'ha before him.

I might point out, they were both
in charge of projects for you.

Both voluntarily left this plane of
existence to enter the next level.

Ku'don suffered from prolonged despair

and Rho'ha was polluted with
human DNA. They were exceptions.

In any case, my source at NYPD

tells me that the detective in
charge is widening his investigation.

Then take the case over and close it.

I do not wish any investigation.

If the FBI strong arms the
New York police at this stage,

they'll be suspicious.

Let's wait and see, I can use federal
laws to intervene when I need to.

How you do it is irrelevant.
Just keep my agenda on track.

Begone!

This is a lot for me to absorb at 10:30
in the morning. I was in Paris until 6.

Well, forget the fact I dreamed it
happened. I was shown it somehow.

I saw the look in Briggs' eyes,
Renee, he was insane with fear.

Doors maintains a who's who database
of financial movers and shakers.

Carson Briggs was definitely
in that group. That's him there.

The Wall Street Journal
called him a genius at 26.

He saved his bank from going under.

I knew World Commonwealth privately
held one of the top five US banks.

It predates the revolution, started
by one of those European families

that got rich off of
wars and who knows what.

Any idea why you'd have
a nightmare about the bank?

It wasn't a nightmare, it was real.
There was a blue light and a voice.

Well, you didn't know Briggs,
so you couldn't dream him up.

What's the bank's position?

They waved their right
to a search warrant,

they sent Briggs' accounts
right over to the NYPD.

No search warrant, no search.

Exactly. Now, while I dig
in Briggs' personal life,

could you use your Doors
cover to get into the bank?

We need to explain why there
are Taelon symbols all over it.

Okay. But if I go in through
the front door, officially,

I won't find out much.

They usually hide the
skeletons behind the back door.

That's why the back
door is usually locked.

Exile.

Somebody got here before we did.

A heat signature passed
through here not long ago.

Let's lay down that
fog of binary shock gas.

He's going to cardiac arrest after his
first breath but fire if you have to.

Fan out and search.
Do not let him out.

Fan out! Follow me!

Someone broke the police
seal. We missed him.

If only you could see this
place, Briggs was losing his mind.

Take inventory. If
Briggs followed my orders,

we don't have to worry, if
not, he didn't died soon enough.

They had M-31 neutron beam guns.

Which the Taelons only
issue to Volunteers.

Oh, they weren't in uniform.
I called in an anonymous 911,

maybe the cops can
find out who they were.

Briggs hid this data log in his cellar.

One symbol stands for impurity,
the rest looks like Taelon script,

but I can't read any of it.

Is encrypted.

I've never broken purely Taelon
code, but I'd like a crack at it.

Well, be my guest.

Oh, I saw the light again,
the one from my dream.

This time I understood what it
was trying to say. It said "exile".

I think recognize who it is.

How can you recognize
it? It's a light.

And I, for one, am not prepared
to start believing in apparitions.

His name was Ku'don, I've seen
him a few times on the mother ship.

Ku'don...

Strictly Taelon business,
not much human contact, right?

His name was Ku'don? Why was?

Well, he's dead. Or rather, he willed
himself to the next plane of existence.

He killed himself.
- Right. Last month, I don't know why.

No one does.

He was a senior member of the Synod.

I met him a few times, and there seemed
to be a genuine connection between us.

A dead Taelon showed you
where Briggs hid his data log?

Come on, Liam.

We've seen Taelons in any
number of strange forms.

We have no idea of their abilities.

This one was translucent,
floating through walls.

Though walls?
- Like a specter?

An alien specter.

Let's just call it an entity, for now.

Miss Palmer, I am Samuel Priest,
it's a pleasure to meet you...

Likewise, Mr. Priest.

Thank you.

So, I understand that Mr. Doors is
interested in borrowing 60 million

in the next two months.

He wants to include New World
Commonwealth into loan syndicate.

That's very gratifying.

I can't tell you how hard we've worked to
regenerate trust in the corporate community.

Carson Briggs pulled that off, didn't
he? I read about his death today.

It's a tragedy.

A terrible loss. And
a personal loss for me.

He was a direct descendant of
the original banking family.

Excuse me, Mr. Priest.

My security sweep indicates
a radio source in your office.

I'm sorry, Miss Palmer.

Mr. Fisk's system detects everything,
beepers, personal digital organizers.

We prohibit unauthorized recordings.

Well, that's very wise, so do we.

My global, it's on
standby. Would that do it?

That would do it.

Well, I'm going to recommend to
Jonathan that we proceed with the loan.

Wonderful.

And tell your boss I look forward
to meeting him. I admire his style.

I will.

Flemish, correct?
- You have a good eye.

It's form the original family
castle in Antwerp, 16th century.

And the circle with the mark in
it, that's on the building outside?

Family crest. We use that
as the corporate signature.

We chose the logo because in the middle
ages it was the alchemist symbol for gold.

Which you certainly have plenty of.

Well, thank you, Mr. Priest. I'll be getting
back to you when we've crunched the numbers.

Good day.

You had to barge in? The woman
had her global on, so what?

Establishing a relationship with Doors is...
- Foolish.

Even dangerous.

Jonathan Doors has
coventures with the Taelons.

That's too close to the bone
for you to deal with him as well.

But I'm keeping with
the Briggs' guideline...

Briggs is dead.

I'm putting Fisk in charge of
the agenda. You well defer to him.

Let me remind you. Our control on
this project must remain absolute.

We raised your bank from the ashes. We
can burn it to the ground just as fast.

My global, is on
standby. Would that do it?

That would do it.

If they auto sweep every business meeting
for bugs, they are awfully paranoid.

Hm, I'll say. While you were inside, they
not only swept you for radio frequencies,

but for infra-red, ultra
waves and magnetic residues.

That sounds unhealthy.

How about Priest? Did you get enough
to compute his confidence profile?

Yes.

A terrible loss. And
a personal loss for me.

Confidence is low.

The man is lying, he
hated Briggs, he's afraid.

I'd say terrified.

His bank just posted in the
first quarter gain of 17 billion.

What's he got to be afraid of?

Kincaid. I'm glad you could make it.

We talked to Briggs' friends.

He was all smiles till last week.

I don't think anybody knew
how far gone he really was.

Assuming he did this.
- Assuming he did?

And the kicker is the circles
look burned, but they aren't.

Like Briggs.

Not with any heat source
or chemical we know about.

At least now I can open a murder file.

Because of this?

All this proves is that
Briggs was deranged.

Because of Briggs' autopsy.

We knew he was burned,
I thought it was external.

His organ cavities are charcoal.

How does a man burn
from the inside out?

You're the resident
Taelon expert, you tell me.

Ku'don?

Exile.
- Ku'don!

Zo'or, the bridge
auto lock is disengaged!

Use the manual override!

He'll be blown into space.

Let me take you to the infirmary.

No, I do not require medical help.

What happened?

Zo'or, there are six
separate failsafe systems.

There're all disarmed.

I do not wish to discuss this
any further, Agent Sandoval.

Make certain the ship's log is purged.

This incident never occurred.

No question. Briggs was burned by
Taelon radiation, so were his walls.

Why can't the police detect it?

It's classified, they don't even
have the lab gear to measure it.

The Taelons are very touchy on
the subject of their radiation.

Too many humans have
died of the exposure.

Yeah, the FBI even suppress medical
publications from describe it.

Imagine a black-out on medical news.

Better living with the Taelons.

The Taelon anywhere near
Briggs or his place was Ku'don.

The specter of Ku'don. Except
wraiths and evil spirits don't exist.

Well, it's a Taelon specter.

We don't know enough about
energy-based life forms

to be sure how they transmogrify.

You've got more to
worry about than Ku'don.

Whoever tried to gas me at Briggs'
place cleaned up every trace.

And they were very definitely human.

Ku'don was involved in a
special project for Zo'or.

If this was the reason
he lost his will to live,

he has hidden the nature of it.

I will tell you in confidence,
Ku'don has not rejoined with us.

Rejoined? I thought Taelons left
the Commonality when they died.

Their essence rejoins us.

Humans have the same concept.

Of course, humans have to accept
what they believe on faith.

The Taelons have a more tangible
connection with their spirit selves.

Humanity has this energy as
well, but it is less evolved.

You call it a soul.

Like Ku'don,

a few Taelon souls have
been banished, some forever.

Banished? You mean an exile?

Ku'don hoped to escape
his shame through death,

only to discover his
nightmare had just begun.

Exile is purgatory to a Taelon.

Exile, but not gone. What humans
call a poltergeist or apparition?

They are simply an altered
form of the same energy.

Ku'don wants me involved, he
showed me where Briggs hid this.

This is an ancient form of Taelon.

A protolanguage from
which ours has evolved.

These appear to be amounts of money.
- The Taelons don't use money.

True.

It is abhorrent for an advanced
species to imbue things with power.

But even Taelons did so once.

Mr. Osori?
- That's me.

Renee Hayle, Dave Powers sent me.

I'm your new temp-tation.

Just a little joke.

I believe a casual working environment
is essential to employ moral.

Now, what can I do for you today?

Well, Miss Hayle, all
you can do for me today is

reconcile these books.

Sure.

Mr. Osori, I'd be so grateful if
I could make a short personal call.

I believe perks like that also give a
definite boost to employ moral, don't you?

Moral could use a boost
around here. Dial 9.

Thanks.

Hi.

Hi yourself. How's the job?

Oh, it's gonna be just
fine, real nice people.

Yeah, I'm in that funky old building on
Madison, you know, the one with the...

Common-something-bank in it.

Fifth floor. Nice view.

New World Commonwealth, sure,
I know just where you are.

Sorry, no vidcomm.
- Well, I'd just have to use my imagination.

Oh, what's your number? Just
in case I need to call you back.

Manhattan Sub Area code 0810,

then New York
212-555-0144. Got it?

I got it. Have a good one.

What do you want?

Stop, no more.

Destroy them.
- Destroy who?

You were informed of the incident
which nearly claimed my life?

Yes. I am gratified no
accident or harm came to you.

Indeed. The harm was not accidental.

It was a failed attempt at
murder by the spirit of Ku'don.

I mistakenly put him in charge of
securing the financial profits

from our various human coventures.

How can there be profits? We have
given this technology to the humans.

The gift is public.
The profit is private.

Your desire for wealth is degenerate.
- I do not desire wealth.

I desire to control this planet for
our fight against the Jaridians.

Humans respect only
one real power: wealth.

They respect noble motives much more.

Read their history, Da'an.

Money is at the root of every war,
behind the throne of every king.

With the wealth I control,
I can reform their governments

to suit our ends.

The mystery of Ku'don's
suffering is now explained.

You made him defile the Commonality.

You doomed him to exile and...

you doomed yourself, Zo'or.

Such lust for money

is blasphemy.

Blasphemy?

Only to a species like ours,

which is dying its own
illusion of moral superiority.

We can either be pure until
the moment of our destruction.

Or we can survive

by adopting the base values
of a species like the humans.

And you expect the Commonality
to condone this perversion?

If I must force them by
sheer willpower, I will.

But first, I must rid myself
of Ku'don's malevolent spirit.

I wish you to perform
the Hjarth'ra for Ku'don.

You would banish Ku'don for eternity,

for a sin you asked him to commit?

If not, he will continue to haunt me.

I do not have time for that.
- I will not perform Hjarth'ra.

I ask you and it is your duty to accept.

Or will you defy the Commonality?

I think not.

You would never risk being a blasphemer.

Not you, Da'an.

What you got there?
- Well, name tofu or tuna.

Yeah, yeah, part of my
wage slave cover story

to lose a big blast
of protein, but dull.

How about a corny dog?

Extra onions and a vicious looking chili
that that guy swears will etch glass.

Fabulous, thank you.

So, Ku'don's apparition visited me.

You're getting to be old friends.
What did he want this time?

My God.

He gave me an order. He
wants me to destroy them.

I'd say he made his point.

We've got to get in there tonight.
- Tonight?

Find out what Briggs was working on.
It's got to be why Ku'don killed him.

How's Augur coming with those plans?

Slow. The bank has the first 3
floors, security is tighter

than your average nuclear plant.

There's a sub-basement beneath the
vault, which is totally shielded.

He has no idea what's down there.

We'll have to learn as we go.

Zo'or had Ku'don running a
project, but did it involve the bank?

Well, you only need a
bank if you've got money.

And the closest the Taelons
come are the coventures.

Now, I spent all night
in Doors data center

I can't find a single link between
the Taelons, Briggs or that bank.

Those coventures turn a lot of profit.

ID portals have already
replaced half the airlines.

The Taelons aren't in
the profit position,

they make a big point
in their benevolence.

But if they wanted to, they could
wind up owning the whole planet.

By the ancient right of Hjarth'ra

I am a conduit for all Taelons
since the beginning of time.

One of us has profaned
our noblest ideals.

Make yourself present.

You have this one chance to appeal
the decision of the Commonality.

Ku'don,

You have blasphemed.
- It was not me.

The will of the
Commonality is unchanged.

You are banished into eternal exile.

Your essence is cast out.

I will wait you there, Zo'or.

Ku'don can now never
return to harm me.

I take this as an endorsement
by the Commonality.

Or a paralysis to oppose you.

Either way, it is a frightening
glimpse into our future.

Mr. Osori,

I have a proposition.

How about a little overtime? You
give me way too much work to do.

Well, ordinarily it's
out of the question.

But in this case yes, why not?

I think I'll stay and help you.

You know, I have to make a quick visit
to the ladies', but I'll be right back.

Augur, I got 60 seconds.

Take the stairs down
two at a time,

their security sweep is
scheduled to start anytime now.

Can't go any further.

Opposite the wall on your
right is a service shaft.

You'll be aiming down at 45 degrees.

Got it.

Increase the angle.

Bullseye, you're on target.

Fire away.

Good shot.

We're in.

I neutralized the infrared
sweepers and the motion detectors,

but I can't swear that they don't
have a stealth system somewhere,

so be ready to bail out. Ready?

It seems quiet enough.

They may be using a
random patrol as backup.

You won't see them until you see them.

If that happens, there's not a lot
more I can do for you from here,

but to put up your bail bond.

Okay, the vault is through
the bar door to your left.

Play the recording of Priest's
voice to bypass its security lock.

Samuel Priest.

When you're using a weapon like that, Liam,
you have to handle it with extreme caution.

You have the room to get clear.

You know, those fusion knives
make a serious fireball.

Hands on your head,
or I'll shoot to kill.

Liam!

Disarm that thing.
- I can't, the countdown is locked.

We're in the fatality zone.

Exile.

Do something.

We hit the jackpot, Augur.

These accounts have
Briggs' name on them.

Begin the download now.

You have cleansed the impurity.

I am free

and eternally grateful.

The examiners found the
bank's coffers empty.

By tomorrow they will
have closed their doors.

Excellent. And your agent?

Fisk is dead. His security plan
failed, he knew the consequences.

I've arranged for the
police to find his confession

admitting he killed
Briggs as a career move.

We don't need them to
worry about that detail.

Fine. I shall deal with the rest.

I sense Ku'don's distance.

As do I.

I assume that in time he
will vanish altogether.

He will never vanish, Zo'or.

It may suit your
consciousness to think so, but,

energy cannot be destroyed.

Ku'don is not at fault, yet

he will dwell alone
forever while you continue

to defile the Commonality.
You will destroy us all.

Each of us is held to account.

I will save us from the Jaridians,
but if you impede me, Da'an,

you will be the one join
Ku'don in exile, not me.

Do you think Ku'don will be back?
- No.

His spirit is at peace.

The bank's destroyed.

that's why he killed Briggs, to get us to
look more closely at what they were doing.

He said something to me
in Taelon in the vault.

Thank you.

I think he meant it for all of us.

Okay, I've downloaded the bank's
mainframe, and I'm counting 3 trillion.

That's trillion with the T,
and it's all in gold bullion.

3 trillion in gold
to buy you a big bank.

More than one, the New World
Commonwealth banking families worldwide.

Western Europe, Asia and
hundreds of subsidiaries.

No wonder Briggs was a hero,
too bad it all was Taelon money.

Is it just a coincidence
that a human symbol for gold

is the same the ancient
Taelons used for wealth?

Well, the Taelons used to trade throughout
their own galaxy but not this one.

Still, makes you wonder.

Taelon spirits and human
souls, gold and alien wealth.

Maybe some things are truly universal.

They don't profit from coventures. How
did the Taelons amass such a fortune?

Well, besides the
banks, they must have

fleets of attorneys laundering
it through shell corporations.

I've got a preliminary report together I'm
about to e-mail to the Wall Street Journal.

It'll be on the streets tomorrow.

Wait.
- What?

It's being moved and transferred,
and shifted into new accounts.

I don't know, but
it's all disappearing.

How? 3 trillion dollars in
gold doesn't just disappear.

It just did.

I trust you can hear me, Ku'don.

You understand that one day
I will possess this species.

All I must do is buy them.

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