Earth: Final Conflict (1997–2002): Season 4, Episode 15 - Street Chase - full transcript

Previously on Gene Roddenberry's
Earth Final Conflict

Ma'el has cursed us by designing his manuscript
so than a human is required to access it.

Do you imagine he had any idea
how useless humans would remain.

The knowledge that will save us is here
and I will possess it...

no matter what price I must exact
from humanity or Liam Kincaid.

The nanobots from the stunt dart have been
in her blood stream 27 hours.

Let's time goes by.

The picture will improve and Miss Street
will have no idea of what's going on.

We see everything she does?
Do you want me to pick her up?

Not yet.

Right now I want to watch.



Street? Hello! Anybody home?

Street!

You guys, don't

ever do that.

Please what the heck are you doing here?

- I'm using an ID draft to help
me with some new math.
- Ma'el's riddle again?

I think it's time you dial the data notch,
is destroying your brain.

- No, I'm on it. I'm gonna crack it!
- Before it craks you I hope.

Street, you're obsessed!
You came down here for over a week.

Seriously I think I gonna charge you a rent.

Fine, then I'll just bill you guys
for services rendered.

We only looking out for you.
Trust me.

Only looking out for you.

Thanks for your concern.



Look...

if you guys really want me to quit, I'll quit,
never mind that I've already figured a way
into the taelon modules.

What I don't know is why they conformed
our quantum topologies?

Unless, what if we're really talking about
elliptical curves.

***.
I just came by to pick up the data log.

Let me... have your jacket,
It's freezing outside.

Could the ID breach be some sort of
frame dragging within a subatomic particles?

OK.

Don't panic.

Just think, think.

What, what.

*** to be a parasite...
what... what the hell!

Sub continuous intrusion

electromagnetic properties.
Identify.

You are carrying a 50 unit matrix
of circulatory nanobot locators...

with cognitive transmission capabilities.

Oh, no.

You bastard!

No! NO!

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 Taelon's true mission,

the secrets they hide...

will forever altered our world.

Synchro: Shann'auc
Transcript: jrzac

Season 4 Episode 15
Street chase

The fate of humanity now relies...

on those who dare challenge the future...

of Earth.

This was the last sequence in the serie
of quantum energy configurations...

processed by Miss Street,
before a nanobot transmission was disrupted.

In other words,
she has discovered the implant.

Yes...

but there's little she can do about it.

Shut off going over her head.

Wich would defeat the purpose
of this exercise.

I need her mind agent Sandoval.

I need it fully intact and operating
at her full potential.

And it is your responsability
to monitor and protect that mind...

even from its occupant's own hand.

I assume the nanobot locators within Miss Street
circulatory system are still functionning?

The tracking signal is rather weak,
but we can attempt to ascertain her whereabouts.

Not very encouraging assessment.

We need this woman contained.

She possesses the multi dimentionnal intellect...

to find the solution
for our core energy dilemma and our survival.

Bring her to the mothership.

We will provide her with the proper...

mental stimulis.

You wanna play mind games Ronald?

Loading cognition software,

input protocols and select crises options.

- Loading programm, transfering audio,
visual matrix to holographic station.
- Come on, come on.

Hey! What's happening?

I've been infected with nanobot locators.

Courtesy of Ronald Sandoval FBI waco
Companion protector and all around psycho!

Calm down.
You wanted options, right?

Well first, you better flush out those nanobots
with the taelon plasma ***

- before Sandoval gets a fix on this place.

- Where? How?
- Talk to Liam.

He's a Companion protector. He's got acces
to taelon biotech. He could find a way.

What? He's gonna sneack me
on board the mothership. I don't think so.

- You don't trust him, do you?
- What? Yes!

No.

I don't know.

What about Renée?

Doors Internationnal use to do joing ventures
with the Taelons

- they have a biomedical division.
- No! No way.

Why not?

Because she is corp okay!
She always got an agenda.

So...

who do you trust?

Me.

I trust me.

Count on yourself.
My parents tought me that one.

Right after they threw me to the wolves.

Ohhhh, this isn't happening.

Augur, Liam, everybody they,
they tell me this a... a gift

It's not a gift, it's a curse.

Sucks to be you.

Pity is not a option.

Shut up!

Just, just shut up.
I'm aborting this programm...
this is a waste of time.

You can't just control *** your way
through life, you've got to trust somebody sometime.

Just spare me...

the lecture and tell me.

What's the worst could happen here?

Worst?

Hi again, I think I forgot something.

Hi! I... I got to go.

- Hey hold on, what's wrong?
- Nothing.

- Your arm, what are these?
- Not your problem.

- Will you let go of me?
- No, unless if you tell me what's going on.

I handle it, just let go of me.

Just leave me alone.

Street, wait.

Can I help you?

Yeah.

Do you have any cold drinks or ice?

Bet it.

One ice pack. Chemical ice.

No mess, no fuss.
Last for hours.

Sodium ***. That's great.

I take two.

They're not for sale.

Come on.

Hmmm, ***.

Here we go.

- You want a beverage to go with that?
- No, thanks, that's great.

Nanobots...

you're infected all right?

Thanks for the visual.

I figured this ice will freeze them.
Disrupt the frequency output.

- So, how, when, why?
- Sandoval infected me.

He's been monitoring me
and everything is going on in my head
he's after Ma'el riddle.

You're closing on the answer
and Zo'or's band are determined to get it.

Yeah well...

I don't have it yet.

Why do you leave the lair, you were safe there.

But you and Liam weren't.

These aren't simply nanobots,
they're organic semi-conductors
with the video link up capacity.

Do you guys really want
to be seen with me right now?

Do you?

Promise me you'll stay in touch.

Go.

Lieutenant, with your men, left flank.
Right flank.

Come on.

Always have a backup plan, right Augur?

Where the hell is the ***.

Cover the next block.
You double back.

There you are.

Where've you been?

That's a nice shot, I'll have to put some ice on that.

You bitch.

Boss help me man.

Help me.

You have finished Tate.

Options. I need options now.

Ok. What happened?

I just killed a man.

Because you allowed yourself to get cornered
because you freaked out.

STOP IT! Stop it.

You're freaked because you're opted for fright
and flight

instead of a cohesive exit strategy.

Are you gonna lecture me now.

Are you gonna trust me now?

- Fine. I'm listening.
- Good

Either you go into deep freeze
to neutralize those nanobot locators, or...

you find Liam.

No. I can't drag him into this.

I go back to my trailer.

I've got stuff I need, I've got...

Computer cleaner. It's got ***

it will freeze the ***

just at least disrupt the frequency and...

Liam-Renée, Sandoval-Zo'or
those are your choices.

I still choose me.

Comming for this?

Liam, how did you know.

A little bird told me, well actually a big bird
named Renée.

Hold still.

You know if you gonna keep running
I suggest you take a couple cans of this with you.

Of course, you know there are other options.

- Like letting me help you.
- You can't.

I've already killed one of Sandoval FBI guys.

Tate was a dirt bag Street, Sandoval's hatchet man.

Oh well, I feel better now.

Look Sandoval and Zo'or are pulling out
all the staff to get you back on the mothership.

Why is that?
Do you have a break through the Ma'el's riddle?

Maybe?

Alright, I think the best bet,
is you get back to the taelon embassy.

The taelon embassy...
Liam get real!

Now Da'an can give you an energy cleans.
Flushes nonobots right out your system.

- Yeah, and pick my brain apart while he has it.
- He won't do that?

Like hell he won't, he wants the core energy formula
just as much as Zo'or.

True but he won't resort to kidnapping
and mind manipulation to get it.

You don't know that.

I, I don't know if I can trust you.
You sworn to protect the Tealon, not me.

That's got nothing to do.

And, there's a triple helix in your DNA structure,
that... you can't or won't explain and...

why is your face, show up in the mothership
shut down code, huh?

Why?

Who the hell are you?

I thought I was your friend.

How timely.

You thought you could stall things here and
play me right into their hands, huh?

Come on, you're way off.

Just stay where you are.
Don't make me use this again.

Don't trust you.

To hell with you!

Miss Street?

There's two ways we can do this.

Peacefully or... painfully.

You are charged...

with pirating confidential taelon documents.

And you've killed an FBI agent,
a capital crime.

My orders are to delivered you intact,
Miss Street.

But you sould know...

that Zo'or is only interrested in your mind.

Not your arms...

or your legs.

Am I making myself clear?

Don't you think it's a little risky
bringing me back here.

- We're willing to take that risk.
- Why?

- You're the rest of a genius, you figure it out.
- Oh I get it, you love me, you really love me.

- ***
- *** Street.

Zo'or and Sandoval obviously
found a way inside your head.

If you've cracked any part of Ma'el's riddle
they know it.

The future gonna be pretty damn if the formula
for core energy ends up in either one of their hand.

Don't talk to me about the future.

I have no future, I'm marked and profiled,
I'm scheduled for a brain drain.

You're talking the worst case scenario,
it doesn't have to end that way.

What are you doing?

If you don't let us bring you to Da'an,
I had to bring Da'an to you.

Miss Street...

I come to you humbled by your brilliants.

Your cognitive powers are the bridge
between Ma'el's prophecy and Taelons survival.

I can offer you protection...

nanobot elemination,
or whatever you require.

All that I ask in return...

is that you continue the quest
for the salvation of my species.

Will you?

We got company.

*** the audio file.

I also just recieved the basement datascan.

there's a sub *** uncovered
directly under the church.

He's gonna find us now.
I knew it was nuts coming back here.

We're here so... what's gonna be?

What choice do I have, as long as I'm
nano infected...

I guess I have to follow your lead.

He's inside, I still don't think
he can get a nanobot reading this far down.

I gamble, I portal outside,
see if I can create a diversion.

Damn, he's locking on us,
found the elevator access.

He's coming down.

Let's go into the portal,
we highjet the embassy.

Do not worry Miss Street,
I will scramble the portal coordinates...

to obscure your whereabouts.

Street!

Now or never.

You will be safe, I assure you.

Welcome Miss Street.

Da'an what are you doing?

Insuring the survival of my species Major.

Miss Street...

has made a remarquable leap
to the sixth dimension of Ma'el's formula.

We are confident...

- that she was solve the rest of its complexities
- And regenerate taelon core energy.

I trusted you.

And since time is of the essence...

we shall provide you with the proper
mental stimulis to insure rapid progress.

No.

NO.

Liam!

Go.

Hold it right there. Drop it.

Juliet.

just relax.

Doesn't have a end this way.

Then what's my option.
A poke in a pride up on the mothership?

Maybe.

Maybe I should save myself the trouble, huh?

Who needs core energy,
I'm sure the hell don't.

Right, alright, look.

I'm sure we can work something out.

Not with your nanobots crawling trough me.

Fine, I talk to Zo'or.

You better...

or I'm history,
and then you *** in a bag to, won'it.

Stand down.

Let her pass.

No rest for the weary, huh?

Look, I need options.
Damn it! This isn't a game.

Yes it is, it's call "Do or Die"
Liam is out of the picture now.

But you still got Renée.

Liam it's me, where are you get back to me,
would you...

He can't.

They've got him.

Da'an, he doubled us

He change the portal coordinates,
and be land us straight to the mothership.

- What?
- Liam...

He pulled the kamikaze move to get me out,
I don't know what they gonna do to him now.

Just calm down. Calm down.
Breath.

Look,...

all I need is some taelon plasma to kill these
nanobots, you don't need to be anymore involved.

I am involved...

and...

we've got a bed for you in our biomed wing.

I've already reviewed the procedure
with our top specialists... just, let me think...

What do we gonna do next?

We keep you under wraps here for your protection.
We set you up with everything you need.

I see.

You want me get back to work on Ma'el's riddle,
your corps are all the same.

Street, the Taelons won't let up until
they get what they need from you.

Forget about fairplay,
this is about survival.

Look...

Doors can protect you.

Serve as your ambassador
We'll patend Ma'el's formula...

unvail to the world, in a...

magnanimous human gesture offer to the Taelons.
You'll get your life back, so that will end the story.

It's the best thing.

For you, for everyone.

This was a mistake.

Big mistake.

Street, wait.

I won't be a lab rat again.

For you, for anybody.

We have a warn for her arrest.

For grand theft
and the murder of a law enforcement officer.

Miss Palmer...

you are now charge with aiding
and *** a known felon.

Miss Street...

Where were we?

Schedule in her mind proves I recall.

What have you done with Liam?

Unfortunately...

major Kincaid was found guilty
on charges of treason,

wich carries the death pemalty.

There are no options left miss Street.

there's no way out.

Oh yeah...

think again.

Worst case scenario simulation completed.

Ok. New simulation, give me best case scenario.

My best advice...

just trust.

Hi again, I think I forgot something.

- Well, I got to go.
- Hold on, hold on.

- What's wrong?
- Nothing.

Your arm, what are these?

Nanobots.

What?

- You're crawling with them. Who did this?
- Sandoval.

He infected me
after he had me and Augur arrested.

He and his Taelon masters
are after the answer to Ma'el's riddle.

Shit.

- Don't worry about it, I'll handle it.
- Let me help you.

I said I'll handle it.
Just, leave me alone.

Are you on break Tate?

No, I'm just down on... low blood sugar.

What, you want one? They're fresh,
I can go back over there and i'll grab you one.

No time.
Locators signals getting stronger.

- She's close by.
- Yeah, it looks like she got religion.

Want me check out the church?

If it's not too inconvenient.

Two ice packs. No drink, no questions.

Stay down agent Tate *** church undergrounds.

- You souldn't be here.
- Hey, what a friend's for?

So, they're after Ma'el's core energy riddle.

Zo'or must think you've solved it, have you?

What if I have?

You know what, that doesn't matter right now.
Look my car is just around the corner.

Forget it. I can't involve you.

I am involved.
I'm taking you back to Doors, OK?

We've got a biomed lab there,
if I can just get my hands on some core energy plasma...

we can flush those nanobots
out of your system.

It's the best thing, for you, for everyone.

Mom.

No.

Not everyone.

There she is.

Watch it! Watch it!

Miss Street!

You can't run forever!

What happened?

What?

Never mind.

- Hey, you can't beat'hem.
- Freeze them. I had a feeling you'd show up.

I figured you could use a friend.

I am not going to the taelon embassy.

I'm not making any deals with Da'an

and I'm not goind back to the lair

and I'm not telling you anything
about Ma'el's formula, so don't ask.

Fine.

Fine.

So what do you want to do?
Keep running?

- Wherever you go, the nanobots go with you.
- I know that.

So what do you want to do?

I wanna trust you.

But... I can't.

And why the hell should I?
I don't even know who you are.

Companion protector, Resistance...

human...

alien?

You've got three faces
and three strands on you DNA helix.

That's because I'm part Kimera.

Or I was, actually.

You see...

my biological parents are human...

but my spiritual father was Ha'Gel a Kimera.

He orchestrated my conception,
my birth and my physical evolution.

Whao!

And like you...

I think I figure into
the Taelon's salvation somehow.

Gift.

Curse.

I guess it all depends on how you look at it.

I'm looking at a brain drain Liam.

Move over.

- The lair must be deep enough
to block the nanobot signal.
- No.

No, I won't. And what about Da'an.

Is he waiting for me back there,
did you bring him into this.

No. Why would I?

Ok.

- Tell me I'm being paranoid.
- You're paranoid.

Can we go on now?

- Keep you warm.
- Thanks.

Look.

I told you guys it's pretty risky
bringing me back here.

Like I told you,
we're willing to take that risk.

- What are you doing?
- Spinning my wheels.

I was hoping my contacts could acquire
some taelon core energy plasma...

but it just doesn't any available anymore, the Taelons
withdrawn the supply and shutdown all coventures.

That settles that, I'm screwed.

- Maybe we can smuggle some of the mothership.
- I got a biomed specialist at Doors on stand-by.

Whao, whao, whao.
Steal from the mothership?

- Hey, you do it for us, won't you?
- N... no.

At least we know where we stand.
Here's a *** for you.

We're not just doing this to save your ass,
we're doing it to save ours too.

OK, OK.

So I go underground at Doors,
how do we get there?

We portal, I set the coordinates now.

Better hurry, we've got company.

Whatever you've got on Ma'el's formula
you'd better downloaded now.

Just Trust.

Just give me a minute.

- What does he say Lieutenant?
- There's no sign of her inside.

Why am I getting her frequency reading
from ground zero here.

Well, there's an old subway line
that ran under here, before they put the portal trans***.

What?

Go get your jaw ***, Tate.
I'll take it from here.

- Here you go.
- You keep it.

I've got it on my hard drive

Alright. Let's go.

- Aren't you coming?
- No yet.

Sandoval's sniffing around the subway lines now,
it'd better I figure out some kind of diversion.

Look, you're good to go, just keep in touch.

Go, go!

Okay.

Miss Street, welcome.

Major Kincaid...

would you care to explain your presence here?

Miss Street has now agree
to cooperate with the synod

on unveiling Ma'el's core engergy formula.

All she asks in return is your assurance...

that no harm will come to her.

Thank you for you diligence Major...

and congratulations on a successful arrest.

I embrace miss Street willing to cooperate...

and with the proper dose of mental stimulation...

I anticipate rapid progress
on the core energy formula.

- No.
- I'm curious Major...

what where your portal destination coordinates
before I redirected them to the mothership?

John Hopkins medical center.
I agree to have her nanobots removed.

You are not authorized
to make such an agreement.

Who the hell authorized you
to infect her with the nanobots.

Agent Sandoval took the initiative Major...

and I approved.

Why?

Haven't you learn anything
about the human mind Zo'or?

Haven't you learn that it performs
poorly under fear and duress.

Perhaps not.

But I'm willing to test that theory.

What do you think she's got in here, huh?
A computer, a storage disk?

No it doesn't...

operate on a chip or a bunch of neural peptides.

It summuns it to create ***

with something far greater than itself.

Something far greater than you.

- This is insuborbination Major.
- No, this is the truth.

Well, you can bend, break her mind...

but in order to get what you want...

you have to set her mind free.

So that it can feel inspired.

How do you feel right now miss Street?

Sick to my stomach actually.

Your opinion is duly noted major.

Now, if you're kindly do your duty,
and escort miss Sreet to her cell.

House arrest!

- Thanks a lot friend.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You don't trust me
and I assure you I certainly don't trust them.

There's a portal station just up ahead,
my weapons on my left is
set to stun, aim low and then go.

Ready?

What you doing?

Go!

I can't.

I'm tired of running.

Up here, down there,
as long as they're enemy...

- there's no way out.
- Yes there is.

Renée get up you now.
Portal coordinates are good to go.

Renée, do you think
you could flush out the nanobots?

The biomed cheif showed me the procedure
I can try.

Alright, get her to the med bay
you've only got a few minutes before these men revive.

- I cover things on the bridge. Go!
- Come on.

- Are you sure you know what you're doing?
- Yes, you gonna have to trust me.

It's reset and done.

Why is so hard for you to accept someone's help,
just go with it?

Right..

you know what's best for me.

I'm not your mom, Street.

I'm not throw you to the wolves.

You know even if I can get those nanobots out,
you still won't be free.

You still have all those old demons
running around inside your head.

You're the only one who can let them go.

I know.

I know.

- Renée I'm scared.
- I know.

Me too.

Ok, let's get on with this,
we're running out of time here.

Right.

You're ready?

Hang on.

- How are you doing?
- This really sucks.

We need that file,

contact Liam, I have a plan.

Security breach containment area 5.

Street, she's escaped.

All units, initiate sector by sector sweep
for the subject Juliet Street.

She's commandeered a shuttle,
she's leaving the store B bay.

That's impossible.

She can think in six dimensions,
she can fly a shuttle.

Activate the perimeter shield.

Do not let her leave.

I can confirm.
I've lock on to the nanobots frequency.

Emanating from the shuttle.

- Bridge to shuttle six, do you read?
- I read you and I see you... say "cheese"!

Street don't do this.
It's suicide.

I've activated the pulsar canon, Sreet...

don't make me do this!

Do it now!

New DNA profile... cool.

I like being dead and alive at the same time,
it's working for me.

Just lay low and take it slow, OK?

I've plan to.

- Have I ever thank you guys?
- Hum... for what?

For being my friends.

Thank you.

Get out of here before I get all emotional.

- You're welcome
- Go on.

- Got work to do.
- We're going.