Earth: Final Conflict (1997–2002): Season 4, Episode 17 - Atonement - full transcript

Previously on Gene Roddenberry's
Earth Final Conflict

What do you want Mr Rusk,
I'm a busy man.

She'll tell you what I want.

I'm not dead, Boone lied.
They've been saving me...

But there is someting they really want.

It's over Deedee,
I've been oddly alone.

But I'll be making the Tealons pay for it.

Where is it?

The computer is gonna take a few minutes
to reassemble it.

Deedee?

- You really think I want you back?
- What?



You're a paddy skimmer,

mean-spirited selfish fool.
Nobody has to force me to say that.

I made myself vulnerable,
that's allways a mistake.

You've been dead to me for two years Deedee,
and I'm gonna keep you that way.

So,

here we are.

What do you want?

I want to know why you hid from me
these past two years Deedee?

Why you betrayed me?

Please let's not make a melodrama out of this.

We had a marriage, we had a life.

As long as we're on the subject,

let's talk about the divorce settlement.

This is your half of the estate.



A personnal accounting of your

extracurricular activities,
during our unholy union.

You drive a knife through my heart.

And now in my back.
Is that it?

Ten million in gold, transfer
to my Zurick account in the morning.

I also want your DNA confirm signature
on the divorce talks.

You said you loved me,
I believed you.

I've clung to that idea.

Don't flatter yourself Ron!

Look at you,

the sniveling whimpering victim now.

Underneath all that cruel revado,
all delusions of grandeur...

you're weak...

weak and pathetic.

- Stop!
- *******. I loved you.

I sold my soul to avenger for what?

- Stop it, let go of me.
- So you come back from the grave...

and torment me?

I'll send you into the grave,
before I give you anything.

Well you'll getting nothing for me.
You understand, nothing, nothing!

Go of me.

What's wrong with you?

You're crazy uh...

No charge extra for abuse

Get out.

With pleasure.

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

The fate of humanity now relies...

on those who dare challenge the future...

of Earth.

Season 4 Episode 16

May I have a moment Miss Palmer?

A moment is all I have agent Sandoval,
especially when you pop in unannonced.

Yes well,
I'm not here in any official capacity.

Now tell me, this is a social call?

No, not exactly.

I require your assistance, Miss Palmer,

your counsel,
as well as your discretion.

I know you have high level contacts

within the ANA, my question is:

How high do they go?
And do they include a judicial branch?

Why?

Because if my conditions are met,

I will resign from the FBI
and the protection service.

and testify before the ANA High Court,

about Taelon atrocities
committed against humanity.

You're serious.

Well, pardon my cynicism but...

why the sudden about face?

For seven years,

I have allowed my humanity
to be stolen by the Taelons,

I want it back,

with a vengeance

Rather vague answer,
more to the point,

What's in it for you?

The opportunity to vanquish
my ennemies and my detractors

and begin again with a clean slate.

You have enough clout, connections, money,

why don't you just tell your sight to the media,

buy an island, go into exile,
it worked for Napoleon.

Napoleon didn't have to contend
with the long arm of the Taelons,

or the ANA for that matter.

I want full protection, Miss Palmer,
blanket immunity, otherwise...

this conversation never happened.

I tell you, Sandoval a is snake in the grass.
Why should we believed him?

I'm not saying we should.
I'm just telling you what went down...

he says he's willing to play whistle blow

in exchange for blanket immunity
and a top tour protection package.

Why would a Taelon's top enforcer
surrender his ***...

burn all his bridges and put himself
on a recieving end of Zo'or's wrath?

Why Hubble?
Because he's ready.

Occupation will burn out.

Consider who he's been working for,
"The Mad Emperor Zo'or".

I mean, the man finally had enough,
emotionnaly, psychologicaly, whatever.

Well, you won't make me think this sociopath
has finally found a conscience.

I tell you what this is boys and girls,
it's a ruse.

A flat out manipulation
to expose your double agent status.

- I doubt it.
- Well, I'm not willing to risk it.

Hubble,

the procecutor's office believes we have
an incredible window of opportunity here.

Think about it.

The ANA High Court puts the ultimate
companion insider on a stand.

And the world finally gets full disclosure
on the taelons hidden agenda.

And with that humanity is forced to reconcile
itself with its past.

And hopefully move forward.

It all sounds wonderful philosophically,
but politicaly it's an out-knout nightmare.

- Then keep politics out of it.
- Don't be naïve Kincaid.

Look,

I still think Sandoval's interested
primarily in self-preservation,

and we should explore making a deal.

Fine, go explore?

I'm telling you people, agent Sandoval
is too dangerous to deal with.

On either side of the law.

Agent Sandoval,

perhaps you can tell me why I am having
difficulty realigning the systems protocol.

Perhaps because the mothership's mission protocol
wasn't design to be interfered with Zo'or.

An insolent response, and pure conjecture.

I determine the mission protocol
and the mothership answers in kind.

Not today.

What did you say?

I said the data stream
may just appears to be congested.

- Note the multiple overlaps on monitor three.
- Yes,

very strange

I suggest to initiate a temporary shut down.

I'll descent to the core system's hold
and bring each datacom wave back on line manually.

Very well.

Once again,
you have proven yourself indispensable.

Insolent,

and indispensable.

Bridge command, initiate level six override.
Shut down all data for transmission systems.

Authorizing manual reinstallation.

Miss Palmer, any progress?

Yes, I've spoken with my contacts,

including the attorney general for the ANA,
Gre Van Hoeck.

The High Court in Montreal is open to a deal.

Right now they're drafting an agreement
that will grant you blanket immunity,

and protection,

in exchange for your comprehensive testimony.

Good.

However the Court will only agree
to a closed grand jury earing at this juncture.

That's unacceptable. I want a public trial,
that's precisely the point.

If you're dead, it's a moot point.

The Taelons and particulary Zo'or, will consider
your testimony a treasoness offence.

It's been schedule this way
for your protection and for the one of the court.

Then I insist a video be made of the proceedings
for full media distribution.

I think that's doable.

Now I understand your agreement
will be ready within the hour.

When came we rendezvous with you for transport?

Never mind,
I'll transport myself to Montreal.

After I finish my business here.

Computer,

download core command log,

source code,

humanity.

Download in progress.

Agent Sandoval,
why have you brought the core command log online?

Access to this data source
is strictly forbidden to all humans.

- I'm well aware of that.
- Then explain yourself.

Very simply Zo'or:

I quit.

And the truth shall set me free.

Security,
shut down all portals and shuttle bays.

Find and apprehend agent Sandoval
and bring him to me immediatly.

Over here, move it!

Stay where you are, Sir!

You're late.

What's she doing here?

As attorney general the ANA High Court,

I'm here to officially read your rights agent Sandoval
and take you to protect you to custody.

- That won't be necessary.
- You sure?

Whatever business you took care of on the mothership
has triggered a full manhunt.

All portals will be monitored more than closely, they're too risky
to use, all shuttle flights will be suspended.

You'll be fell out on the street, in twenty minutes tops.

And I would assume Zo'or is doing his best
to access and locate your frequency in your CVI.

My CVI is barely functionning, find and locate
me by my frequency is highly improbable.

But not impossible.

Do you really expect to get
the High Court in Montreal on your own?

I have enough ressources to manage
my own security arrangements on route,

just make sure your security
is in place when I get there.

Chest wound, it's bad.

I may be unlicencied,
but I'm not a butcher.

- You're really should be under the gaz for this.
- Just do it.

Where is Van Hoeck?

She went back to Panglobal Headquaters
to investigate a possible internal leak.

Obviously there's a contract down on you now.

The assassin wasn't uh... a Volunteer?

No, DNA identified him
as an operative with Delta sector.

Delta...

Delta, so,
the order came from Washinton.

From somewhere inside the ANA hierarchy.

Well, don't discount the Taelons.

They've got global reach,
you know that better than anyone.

No, Van Hoeck, she's behind it.
You idiots have led me right to the wolves.

You're way off, the attorney general has everything
to gain by getting you to Court in one piece.

She wants you to singing like a canary
before that grand jury.

Even if I...

Even if I testity to her abuse of justice?

No, she wants me eliminated.

Then she'll have to get in line.

You know, if you feel that way Major,
then why am I still here, and not up on the mothership.

Good question.
Look I'm still on the fence about all this.

Well, Companion protectors
look out for each other.

Oh, like he do the same for me.
This man who has tortured me,

deceive me at every turn.
Even try to kill me once.

And you me.

Look,
if I'm gonna protect my comrad here,

he has to swear that he won't ****
assassinate Da'an with his testimony.

Come off it Major. They're all guilty,
every last one of them.

- Who you do talk? you're self right...
- Major.

At least Da'an recognizes
the Tealon's core mission statement.

At least he's tried
to honour peace for coexistence.

The Taelon's only concern is for their survival.
Humanity is expendable, case in point.

He's all yours.

My God Major
you certainly have a flair for the dramatic.

Look me the eye chief, tell me you didn't put
the head-hunt on Sandoval.

Neither you.

If I did he'd be dead.
Dead and gone.

I have that much faith on our strategic resources.

How's that for plausible deniability.

No such directive authorized or unauthorized
came from my office or the PGS agency, Kincaid.

We all want Sandoval delivered intact.

- Even if it hurts you in Court.
- Oh, bygones.

Let's stick with the present, shall we?

Obviously Zo'or and the Synode
want Sandoval dead.

- Where you keep him right now, anyway?
- Don't worry he's safe.

Don't be obscene with me major.

I'm sorry.
He's very safe and very secure, Sir.

Look,

- I can arrange for his safe transfert to Montreal.
- Oh yeah? You have a plan?

We're working on one.

Then get back to me when you have one.

I'm gonna say this once,
and off the record Kincaid:

Humanity doesn't need an evil screw like Sandoval
airing out his dirty laundry.

The public isn't ready to take responsibility
for its past, its historical cowardice.

A scum like that shouldn't be allow
to walk with blanket immunity.

- So what are you suggesting?
- Finish the job,

you'll be doing the world a favor.

Not to mention yourself.

You disappoint me, Sir.

Likewise Major.

Well besides Zo'or you can put Hubble Urick
and few other ANA power brokers down
as possibles on your head parade.

The enemy is too little time.

- What are my options?
- Well you can try make a run foot on your own.

Maybe attempt to do a little self-sabotage
on your CVI to silence that locator frequency.

Or you could throw yourself on Zo'or's mercy.

If there is such a thing.

And if I agree to let you
to handle my security and transport.

Then you still have the opportunity
to throw yourself on the mercy of the Court.

All high tech mods of transport are out. Portals, shuttles
there are all sworming with volunteers.

Low tech travel is the only way to go.

The "Retro Rail Line" has a departure for Montreal
within the hour.

What?!

All those nostalgic train tours,
don't be absurd.

High Class accomodations, low tech travel,
nothing to do with the Taelons, sounds perfect.

All you'll need is a top hat and tails.

Retro Rail for Montreal,
departure on track 15.

May I see your ticket Sir!

First car track fifteen.
That way.

This is ridiculous.

It's the only way to go.

Unless you prefer to walk.

Retro Rail to Montreal
now boarding at track fifteen.

*** the bags
where were you?

Here's a complete prototype charts
and ready to wear.

- You've only got two hours.
- Two hours, just before we get to Montreal.

Perfect.

We've got company.

I don't know if he's VIU or Delta
but he's made you, I'm sure of it.

Bagadge car.

have to do.

I'll scout the passenger car,
and secure the compartment.

You're really on luck, next stop Montreal.

Now the kill zone, sitting ducks.

- Not very smart move Major.
- *** you no fun?

Couldn't happened to have a...
spare weapon, would you?

No. Not for you.

Major! I need a gun.

Why are you doing this Major?

Spare me at least sentiments about Da'an
or utopian visions...

- of Human-Taelon cooperation.
- Simple.

I've this thing about humans
murdering other humans.

Some lives are not worth saving.

Full disclosure for a full part in that
some sweet deal you made.

I have recognized the error of my ways.

All you've recognized,
is that Zo'or is insane, and that you

along with the rest of humanity
could be wiped out on a whim.

You're not some lost soul,
reaching for the moral highground.

You're just a rat...
leaving a sinking ship.

Glad we have this moment to bond.

The call was unexpected.
Well, ***

I trust the bureau isn't in the loop
regarding your gracious offer.

In no way shape or form, Sir.

And your boss, agent Sandoval,
he won't suspect anything?

I'll just play it down and uh...
he won't suspect a thing.

You just say the word Sir,
and it's as good as done.

I recently learn that he is, on a Retro Rail ride
of old things out to the ANA High Court in Montreal,

we only have a portal in place.

Call me in there Tate,
offer your able assistance

then execute with extreme prejudice, understood?

Understood.

Do you mind?

- Where is he?
- Where is who?

- Who are you? What do you want?
- Security ma'am,

I saw you board with two gentlemen

Two gentlemen? No, no, no.
All style, no substance.

Do you know they actually escorted me
right onto the baggage car.

I had to extricate myself from there in confidence
and find my own way here, thank you very much.

So you're travelling alone.

Perhaps.

- Sorry for the intrusion Miss...
- Weatherall June.

What are you looking at?
Get undressed.

It's Kincaid.

You're ready?

Alright,

Let's get started.

What's that?

You don't recognize it?
I thought you're an expert on all things Jaridan.

It's a Doors' prototype
of a human exo-skeleton,

programmed with jaridian cloaking technology.
Now, their suits are completely transparent, but

it'll just have to make do.

Let's hope this train's on time,

The battery lives only what, a couple of hours?

- Where did you find this technology?
- None of your business.

That jaridian advance team
that've threaten us a few month ago.

They left it behind, didn't they?
Your people found it and developed it.

We're cutting edge *** what can I tell you?

Just hope your wounds don't interfere
with the celular integration.

Oh, by the way...

the suit extra-extra large, hope you don't mind.

Don't worry, the fair covers all you can eat.

Are you enjoying yourself miss Palmer,
this humiliation?

More so than you I'm sure.

Oh come on just relax and enjoy the Champagne,
we'll be in Montreal in a few minutes.

Drink on your own time.

Hello again.

I don't believe we've been properly introduced
miss Weatherall?

As a matter of fact, your description
matches someone I'm looking for...

Renée Palmer, Doors International

Gee! I guess you got the wrong table.

I do.

Well, let's see about that.
Who's this?

- My uncle.
- Really? All in a family, huh?

Here's my problem. My latest intel
tells me that your twin sister Renée Palmer

is travelling with agent Ronald Sandoval
and major Liam Kincaid.

Well,... I don't have a twin sister.

I don't know Renée Palmer,

and my intel tells me
you're not really with security.

You're right.

Well, just cut the charade
and you can both show me your citizen IDs,

and then we could go find mister Sandoval.

Quickly please.

Before we reach the station
otherwise uncle "orca" here is never getting off.

Where are your manners?

Alright sit tight 'til I give you the OK.

Hold it.

Lets play this smart alright?

Divide up, you two in the front of the train,
you in the back...

a man an each side the rails.
Go!

Alright we're clear.
Bring him out.

Liam, we've got a problem.

The exo-skeleton powercells are failing.
There's disrupting the cloaking matrix.

Leave me.

I already made out arrangements.

Boss, you're OK?
Gain a little weight, uh?

Shut up Tate!

Your services are no longer required.

I'll see you in Court.

Sorry boss...

change of plans.

Hey, I'm just following orders.

Need understand.

Gre, I don't know quite how to put this but,

agent Tate showed up at station in Montreal,
Sandoval was definitly expecting him and...

And we drop the ball.
Let him walk right into the trap.

- Sandoval's dead Tate take him out.*
- At who's behalf we don't know.

I'm sorry.

No appology necessary.
Follow me.

Check.

Agent Tate portaled Mister Sandoval back here
from the Montreal station last night.

He said you two decided to be decoys.

No I think agent Sandoval decided that.

Always have a backup plan Major.
Oh, and now that I'm here,

I want the party who order my assassination,
arrested and then died.

- Your move Tate.
- Yeah. I'm thinking, I'm thinking.

Uh? oh yeah right.

So here, White House chief of staff in full proof out,

give me the green light
to execute with extrem prejudice.

Yeah I know it's sweet.

Hubble.

I don't get it, why back here,
why put yourself in the lion's mouth?

Too many ennemies,
too little time miss Palmer.

The White House is my safest bet.

Too high *** place and too many witnesses
walking around to risk coming out an assassination.

Instead of being brought into Court in Montreal.

He demanded that the ANA High Court
be brought here.

Not such a ridiculous request,
in *** of recent events

The earing will be held
in the White House situation room.

They're setting up now.

But mister Sandoval now refuses to testify
unless the Court amends his immunity deal.

And I also want a significant increase in my
service pay, 50 million gold marks.

Along with the relocation immunity as we aggreed to.

And if the Court refuses?

Don't be ridiculous.

Don't be so smug.
You have nowhere else to go Ronald.

There's a liner on the planet
waiting to take their pond of flesh

Perhaps so Major, but...

if I die,
the mothership command log dies with me.

The complete digital library,

of atrocities against humanity lost forever.
Now where the justice in there, huh?

Checkmate Tate.

After further review this Court has decided
to refuse agent Sandoval's request for immunity.

An amendment on the charges
of crimes against humanity stands.

This is outrageous.

We had a deal.

Yes, and you rejected it.

The defendant will rise.

- How do you plead on the charges brought for...
- Not guilty.

So noted.

This rule court is now in secret session
with the data transcript being made of all proceedings.

Prosecution you may call your first witness.

The Alliance calls major Liam Kincaid.

And as a Companion protector

is it your sworn duty
to do carry out a Taelon order...

- even at the expense of another human's life.
- Absolutely not.

What about this CVIs, the cyber viral implants,

imposed on all Companion protectors.

Do they not bend the will of the human mind,
force one to do a Taelon's bidding.

Initially they did,

but the human immune system eventually overrode
the CVI capabilities rendering them useless.

Most of them have been removed now, banned.

So, his moral imperative or lack there of,
is strictlely his own.

Is agent Sandoval your friend Major?

No. Far from it.

Why did you risk your career,
your life to bring him here?

For justice.

No more question Your Honor.

Major Kincaid,

have you now or have you ever had a CVI?

- No.
- Why Not?

My assigned Companion Da'an
didn't think it was necessary.

Did agent Sandoval's original Companion Da'an
considered it necessary for my client, didn't he?

No more questions Your Honor.

I'm certain agent Sandoval had something to do
with the mind control program installed at One Taelon avenue,

wich killed my boss Jonathan Doors.

And after Joshua Doors destroy the canister
of Taelon core energy,

agent Sandoval have arrested
and took him to the mothership.

We've not heard from Joshua since.

And finally me brother Richard

had his core emotions drain
from his hypothalamus for taelon use.

Fortunately Da'an intervened
and restored my brother to full mental health.

But only after that man robbed my brother
of his essence, his basic humanity.

Objection.

Testinony is prejudicial and circumstantial
at best your Honor.

I was caged in this warehouse,

Sandoval and his Volunteer folks
did horrible things to the Resistance prisonners.

There was a woman,

captain Marquette

a shuttle pilot.

Sandoval ordered her blood to be changed.

Then he put her in a stasis tank,

and I heard him tell someone that
he was sending her into deep space.

I invoque the ninth ANA amendment privilege,

under the grounds that I may incriminate myself.

Did I say that right?

I married for love,

but I soon dicovered that

Ronald was a chameleon,...

- incapable of loving another human being.
- Not true!

We had a mariage, we had a life.

I realized eventually,

that I was married to a sociopath.

A monster that druged me,
threw me into a sanatorium.

I told you that was a mistake!

The defendant would remain silent.

I managed to escape,

but I was taken hostage

by a moralist who wanted taelon's stasis technology.

Of course Ronald wouldn't help me.

That's a lie.

I loved you.

I sold my soul to avenge you and for what?
So you can betray me?

Who's lying?
Who's lying Deedee?

Please remove the defendant from the Court room.

You betrayed me!

What do you want from me, uh?
What do you want?

I'll send you straight back to your grave,
do you hear me? Straight back!

Mister Sandoval,

are you willing and able to make your statment now?

I have been charged with crimes against humanity.

However,

I must state for the record that I was
only following orders, just as all of you.

We're following the will of the Companions.

In the eyes of many,
I'm a collaborator.

And in the eyes of this defendant,

so are you.

However...
while you surrender to comfort and joy,

I committed myself to defeating the Taelons.
I place myself on the mothership,

to learn their strengh and vulnerabilities.

I maneuvered my way to becoming
Zo'or's trusted Companion protector.

I risk mind, body and soul.

And for what reason?

Because I believed the Taelons murdered my wife.

My faithfull loving wife.

But she betrayed me.
And you have betrayed me.

You've reneged on your promises,
made me your paria, your scapegoat now.

You are just as to be servile
What kind of justice is it?

That execute a man for carrying out your dirty work

for attempting to do
what you are too cowardly to do.

I came to you for shelter,
to do the right thing.

But you conspire to kill me from that moment on.

All of you are as guilty as I am.
All of you.

This Court a shame.

Do you honnestly believe that by procecuting me
it insures that you are right?

No! You are deluded.

Well, in an inhuman world we live in.

Shame on us.

Shame on all of us.

Nothing you can do to me can ever assuage
your collective guilt,

your hypocrisy.

Bravo agent Sandoval, bravo.

What a succinct assessment
of yourself and your species.

I have only one thing to add
to your treasoness testinony.

Court is adjourned.

Return agent Sandoval to the mothership
by ID portal immediatly,

or I will rain proton missiles down upon Earth,
begining with Washington D.C.

You have less than one minute.
Is that understood?

This isn't a minor threat, the mothership is painting
this building with targeting coordonates.

Defence Command is reporting a targeting sequence
in New York, Berlin, Tokyo.

These proceedings are now temporally suspended.

Security, please escort the defendant
to the nearest portal.

You want compagny?

It's our lives I was saving Major.

I trust you did not make a duplicate
of this command log.

No Zo'or.

How fortunate

Why agent Sandoval?

I still cannot fathom why,

and how you so *** deceived me.

May we dispense with the interview
and get on with my execution.

Since when do you give the orders on this bridge?

I almost pity you.

Betrayed by your own species.

Do you really believe
that hypocrisy is sorely a human trait?

No,

such duplicity's behaviour is inherent
in every sentients species in the universe,

including Taelon.

And to prove it,

I have decided to spare your life.

We will put this fool hardy entreprise to rest,

and resume the course
I have set for both our species.

You forgive me why?

Is it not clear to you by now
that I am the only friend you have on Earth?

Vice versa Zo'or.

Vice versa.