Earth: Final Conflict (1997–2002): Season 5, Episode 17 - Honor and Duty - full transcript

Previously on Gene Roddenberry's
Earth Final Conflict...

You are here as the President's
alien expert. Period.

Grab yourself a flak jacket,
you're joining me on point.

But if you think for one minute

that you can assume tactical command
of this operation...

Your prize weapon's toast.

You're back to square one.

You're alive, only because
you could be of service to me.

As leader of the Taelons
you were the one giving orders.

As an Atavus you'll follow mine.

Now!



Her life signs are still strong.

- I've no doubt we could revive her.
- But could you trust her?

Terminate her.

So...

any idea where they might have

took away those plans
for our proton scatter weapon?

Our weapon?

Last I heard, it was still property
of Allied Command.

Don't tell me you're having
second thoughts, now, Lieutenant.

After breaking an entry
in a classified area, no.

Look, you don't have to sell me on it
again Renée, I'm here on it.

Yeah, well, you wouldn't have to be,
if your...

CO hadn't squashed operation takedown.

You're wrong about general Kirkland.



The banning of the second go to the
Mothership was not his idea. No way, no how.

Someone in the Army command
structures is playing it safe.

We've got to secure
that proton weapon,

It's the only thing that can bring down
the Mothership's shields.

The files are not in the mainframe.

They must have sealed them in.

Set up the portal!

How did they find out
that we were here?

It was your idea to bring
the FBI into this, not mine.

It must have been a leak on their end.

Come on!

Go!
I'll be right behind you.

Bingo!

Stand down!

Nice covers, boys.

It's about time you get here, right?

an alien species known as the Taelons

came to Earth with a promise of peace.

They lied...

Their true agenda was to dominate us.

After years of struggle
the Taelons have perished

leaving more aggressive beings
in their wake,

the Atavus.

Synchro / Transcript: Team Trad EFC

My name is Renée Palmer.

My mission is to stop this new species
from dominating our planet.

This is Earth Final Conflict.

Season 5 Episode 17
"HONOR AND DUTY"

Can I have a moment alone, please?

So, what are you doing here?

- Did I got you a good lawyer?
- Yeah.

I hear you've been
through a few interrogations.

Yes I have, Palmer.

So don't worry.

I won't pass the buck.

I'm not worried about that,
Lieutenant.

I'm worried about you.

I'm going straight to the President,

- and explain that...
- Explain what?

That I've tried to steal
a classified weapon?

Do you think that will give me
a presidential pardon?

It should,

considering the threat
that we're dealing with here.

Any threat to this country,
being aliens or otherwise,

is a sole responsibility of the Arm' Forces,
of which I am a member,

whose command structure,
I am bound by duty to honor.

Well, in this case, your command structure
dropped the ball.

And someone on your side set us up,
and it's sure as hell wasn't the Army!

We don't know that.
Hybrids are infiltrated everywhere.

I am the only traitor here.

I've ran off shadowed of my CO,
even my own men.

The look on their faces
when they had to arrest me.

- It'll work out.
- It'll work out?

You don't get the idea.

I'm a special forces commander.

The Army is my family,
it's my home.

It's all I ever had, and it's all I ever
wanted to be, and now it's gone.

Lieutenant...

- I will straighten this count.
- And good luck to you.

Because Kirkland's on the war path

and he's bound and determined
to make an example out of me.

All I can say is that, Palmer.

Look our private little war is over.

So thanks for stopping by.

Just get the hell out of here.

Guard!

I don't care if the army owns his hide.
We drafted Michaels to this mission,

We can't just abandon him now.

That's why I wanna ask
for a presidential pardon.

Renée,
I sympathize, I really do.

But the Lieutenant knew the risks.

Talk to his CO or the Joint Chiefs,
if you have to.

And admit that the government
conspired to rip-off plans

to a classified military weapon?
Are you crazy?

Political follow would be...
catastrophic.

Listen to you,

worried about your own hide now.

I'm worried about the aliens, OK?

I'm worried about
the Mothership's weapons going on line.

It's time you sit down
with the President,

get him to remove, whoever
is over the Pentagon,

who's blocking another assault
on the Mothership.

The President steadfastly refuses
to approve any operation

that might jeopardize the stasis orbit
of the Mothership.

Look...

we tried to get a shot at the Mothership,
we failed.

It's over.

- I want to see him.
- Not a chance.

- He could still blow your cover.
- And he wouldn't do that.

- And how do you know that?
- Because he lives by a code.

- A code of honor.
- Which he just violated working for us.

I've got to see him, Hubble.

It's the least you can do for me.

I want to explore every corner
of Sandoval's mind.

This is our third run through the mind
probe archive of Mister Sandoval, Howlyn.

Perhaps you could be more specific
as to what we're looking...

A way to Human annihilation.

A way to activate
this vessel's weapon system.

What...

- don't you understand?
- I understand perfectly your intent.

But as Mister Sandoval stated
during his interrogation,

the Taelon Mothership

will only service
the directives of a Taelon.

Which bring us right back
to the only one available,

Ra'jel,
who is utterly useless.

Why...

does this Taelon
choose the cuddle humanity?

Allow this malignancy to continue.

Perhaps because it is part
of the Taelon core mission statement.

Of course that wasn't the case when
Zo'or was in command of the Mothership.

Zo'or.

It is safe to say you two
shared a common vision, Howlyn.

Zo'or of course.

Where is she?

She's dead, Howlyn.
You ordered Sandoval to kill her.

True.

But I want confirmation.

Access it from the mind probe.

Now!

Another time, another place,

- Zo'or.
- Zo'or is alive. I knew it!

Every King needs his Queen.

You're right about that,
you traitor snake.

And I believe,
we have a location.

Hey up!

Lieutenant.

You always wore this with pride.

And I once pinned a Bronze Star on it.

Right after we got out of that

big crime that they called S.I war.

Yes Sir.

Didn't we look fine, marching down
Pennsylvania Avenue on our victory parade?

Indeed we did.

Now, you're gonna wear it
into your court martial.

And if you continue to refuse
to work with us,

You'll only wear it on prison fatigues
for the rest of your natural life.

- Do you understand that, Lieutenant?
- Yes Sir.

You disappoint me.

For all the men in my command,
I'd never...

lied.
I want you to lay down for me,

from the start to finish.
What the agency recruited you?

Who are you working with?

Are you're still pursuing this

airbrain mission
to take out the Atavus Mothership?

Maybe killed millions of people
here on the ground?

I'm sorry Sir, but I can't answer
any of your questions...

You have no rights here.

You are pure essence of incrimination.

Look at you,

you're a disgrace to the flag,
the country and the Rangers.

But not to the Humanity, Sir.

A CO of mine taught me that once,

that uniform signifies a commitment.

A commitment to freedom,
human freedom,

- at all costs.
- Well,

it's gonna cost you your freedom.

You can bet on that.

We've managed to transport her
through ID space without incident.

Revive her.

Traitor.

I expected such behaviour
from human swine like Sandoval.

But you,

my Prince,
to order my assassination.

I had not hand in your
confinement, Zo'or.

Of course not.

You wanted me dead.

No.

Judah did.

She was insanely jealous of our...

mutual attraction.

Was?

She's dead.

Sandoval... killed her.

Really?

- How?
- It's not important.

You're alive.

- That's all that matters.
- You are too kind.

And where is that
duplicitous homo sapiens?

Sandoval?

Banished.

Exile to Earth until he can prove he's...

worth.

So...

here we are, Howlyn.

Again.

Tell me your intentions?

It's time to...

ally ourselves
to take control of Earth.

We?

You are suggesting a partnership?

Of sorts.

Your reluctance is highly revealing.

You did want me dead.

But Sandoval hid the truth from you,
until now.

Until the hour of your need.

I'm your deliverer.

You'll be wise to show gratitude
rather then suspicion, Zo'or.

I will show you nothing,

until you reveal your true motives.

I have told you what you need to know.

I think not.

And until you do

I have no interest
in continuing this discussion.

- I'm late for Court.
- It could be even later.

The choice is yours, Lieutenant.

How pathetic.

A deposed commander desperately trying to

reclaim her glory.

Not as pathetic as a leader
who is so paralysed by fear

that he can't make the hard
decisions required to gain his empire.

You were correct earlier.

Sandoval was under orders to terminate you.

Orders which he disobeyed.

You will never manipulate me
with your fabrications.

I'd venture to guess you also lied
about the death of your pityful concubine.

How dare you...

disacred the name of my beloved Judah?

She was killed by the human vermin...

fighting

- to defend Atavus honor.
- My! How sad.

You revived me because
you need me for something.

Now, what is it?

This plague of humanity
has proven more difficult to

eradicate than anticipated.

I must to utilize
the Mothership's weapons to

annihilate the populace.

And the Mothership

won't grant weapons' access

to an uncivilized hidden species
like the Atavus.

A species to which you now belong...

in case you've forgotten.

Then what makes you think
I can succeed where you failed?

You still possess your core energy.

So...

signature of a Taelon.

The Mothership may respond to you as one.

That is remarkably
sophisticated reasoning, Howlyn.

Especially for you.

I will consider your proposition.

Along with my list of demands.

There's only one
viable mission strategy here.

Get in an assault team on the Mothership
and destroy the weapons from on board.

Assuming, I can get you
pass the Mothership's shields,

can you put together an assault team?

There's only one team I know
that can pull this off.

That's mine.

I'm a fugitive now.

I'm being charged
with treason by Kirkland himself,

one of the most decorated soldiers
this country has ever seen.

At this point, I can't even lead
a team into the mess hall.

This is your team
we're talking about, here.

You think they give a damn
with anybody says about you?

If Kirkland's the one doing
the talking, yes I do.

Then you underestimate your own men.

They'll understand
why you did what you did.

Oh! Hello.

Check it out, your little band of
merry-men managed to impress even me.

Merry-men?

There's a group of Doors International
scientists that have remain loyal to me.

I've had them working on a backup plan,
to take down those shields.

Can I help you with something?

Well, probably, but
it wouldn't be appropriate.

The story of my life.

- I'm sorry to hear that.
- Me too.

Anyway,

Renée has told me some really
good things about you.

Don't believe everything you hear.

Look, Renée tells
that you respect authority, but...

you're not afraid to act on your own
when you think you have to.

In fact,

her exact words were...

ultimate hero.

She said that about me?

In case you hadn't noticed

her feelings for you go
a little beyond professional admiration.

What?

And you will allow...

me to rule alongside of you?

Under the circumstances,
I believe my offer is quite generous.

I could just as easily have demanded
that you serve as my second in command.

Then, I could have demanded
that you'd be kill where you stand.

Who are you to dictate any terms to me?

Your one and only hope
to subdue the human threat.

The Atavus are mine!

They would never accept you
as their commander.

I have always been a leader.

I can build my own coalition.

There is one final issue.

In no way,
our power sharing arrangement

imply that you and I
will become lovers.

I will remain free
to choose my own mate.

And, it most definitely will not be you.

You keep this issue in mind, Zo'or.

If you fail to access
the Mothership's weapon system,

you will be of no use to me.

The best that you could hope for then,

is a painless death.

I will not fail.

It's a directed pulse generator.

Now, if these specs are accurate,

it'll disable the Mothership's shields,
long enough for us to get through.

Alright.

Let's flow the communiqué revealing
that the good lieutenant here

is hiding out
at a warehouse on Front Street.

Make sure Army intelligence
intercepts it for a certainty.

If Kirkland thinks they've found you,

whose he gonna send to bring you in?

Obviously men
who know how I operate.

- That would be my team.
- Exactly.

Look, Renée.
I know what you're trying to do here,

- and it's not the point.
- The point is this:

I'm willing to risk my life
on your belief

that your men have the sense of honor,

and duty that you drilled into them.
The only question here is you...

Are you willing to find out whether or not
your men are afraid to follow their hearts,

as well as their heads.

My men are afraid...
of nothing.

When I chose to team up with you,
and betray the chain of command

I fully understood the implications
of that decision,

and that I was the only one at risk.

The only one?

It was different
when it was just you and me,

carrying out the mission,
but now, you're asking me to...

induce soldiers into committing treason,

they're men who put
their complete trust into me.

Look, we're fighting for our lives.
It's us or them, it's really that simple.

You command a devotion
of your men for one reason:

An unequivocal belief in yourself.

And that conviction is never more
important as it is right now.

Up to this point,

that conviction has been
rooted in the one constant in my life.

My complete and unfailing loyalty
to the United States Army.

- And I've gone hell away out of that.
- The Army didn't turn on you.

The Atavus have infiltrated
every part of our government.

They are the ones that turned you in.

And as soon as we complete our mission,
I'll see you exonerated.

I promise you.

- Renée, I...
- I am a genius.

They took the bait.

Kirkland's sending your unit
to the warehouse on Front Street.

They've been ordered to treat you
with extreme prejudice.

In other words...

dead or alive.

Contact the Mothership's computer.

Apparently, you're having trouble
understanding our agreement.

We are equals.
You don't give me orders.

Until you prove to me that
you can assume control of this ship,

our agreement means nothing!
Now, get to work.

Greetings Zo'or.
I welcome your return.

Transfer all ship
command functions to me.

I detect an alteration in your
energy anatomy, please explain.

As you are well aware,

all Taelons were suffering from
a depletion of their core energy.

This is the cause of the anomaly
you have identified.

Negative. I have detected the presence
of Atavan DNA in your system.

Core energy depletion would not
account for this. Kindly elaborate.

My death was imminent,
my only recourse

was to reluctantly submit
to a transfusion of Atavus life force,

to replenish the core energy I had lost.

The ramifications of
such a transfusion are unclear.

Before I yield control of the ship,

I must ascertain whether
the purity of your Taelon consciousness

- has been defiled.
- I can assure you,

my Taelon integrity
has not been compromised.

Not sufficient.
I require a full body scan.

Report to the medical bay.

At once.

You fool!

A full body scan will prove
that you're now an Atavus.

I've already admitted the presence
of Atavus DNA in my system.

The Mothership's only concern is that
I still possess the intellect of a Taelon.

And believe me, I do.

Freeze! Don't move.

- Time for a gut check, men.
- I'm Sergeant Edward Manning,

United States Army Rangers
in pursuit of a military fugitive.

Now, put you hands on your head,
and lay on the ground.

- That really won't be necessary, Sgt.
- I don't have time to play games, Ma'am.

And we are authorized to shoot to kill.

I don't think so, Ed.

You broke into
a North ally command silo.

With a good reason.

What? Now,
you're telling me you're innocent?

It's not about innocence
or guilt anymore.

All the sudden, you're bigger than
the United States Army?

I had no choice.
I had to act on my own.

Why?

Because the aliens have infiltrated

the highest levels of
the Armed Forces, that's why.

Kirkland said you try
and mess with our heads.

Look, I can prove it.

If the Atavus leader gets command
of the Mothership's weapons,

we can kiss the Earth goodbye.

Palmer and I, we're good to go on
a covered operation to destroy

the alien's artillery
until Kirkland pull the plug.

Kirkland's never back down
from anything as life.

That's exactly my point.

Someone else is pulling the strings here.

Someone who's controlled by the aliens
who wants to sabotage our mission.

We swore duty...
to defend this country.

And now, it's time to step up to it.

I can't take out
those weapons without you.

I wish there were another way, but
this is the hand that we've been dealt.

It's decision time.

Ready to deploy, Sir.

pite the alteration
in your energy anatomy

your consciousness remains
essentially Taelon.

I had no doubt
my superior Taelon intellect

would resist the Atavus pollution.

- Power up the weapon systems!
- What is the reason for this request?

- To mount an attack on Earth.
- The Taelon core mission statement

is to embrace humanity,
and nurture its development.

What possible motivation could there
be for an attack against this planet?

Only to quell forces that threaten
and harm to the human population.

Request granted.
Initiating activation of weapon systems.

How long will it take
to activate the weapons?

This looks like the most direct route
from the shuttle bay to the weapons bay.

It's also are the most heavily
controlled by hybrids.

I think we got a better chance
to go through this way.

Any luck yet?

You're not gonna believe
what I've been through.

There was a call,

the signal was scrambled
through a quantum matrix,

then it did a digital bounce off
of three secure Globals, and

that was just the beginning,
after that...

If we can't find out

who in the military's been compromised,
Michaels is going right back

to prison or even worse.
What's the bottom line?

Are you sure Renée?
I'm not gonna share the jackpot.

What are you talking about?

Oh, I don't know maybe
a direct communication

between a high ranking officer,
and the Mothership.

Who?

I don't know. I haven't got there yet,
but I will prevail trust me.

Alright, look.
Once you identify the traitor

get the word to Hubble Urick,
he'll know what to do.

Alright it's time.
I'm gonna activate the pulse generator

to put down those shields.

Let's do it.

It worked, shields are down,
we're going in.

The shields have been compromised.

We're under attack.

They must be stopped
before they board the ship.

Well...

Killing you will be
a pleasure Miss Palmer.

- It is long overdue.
- Likewise Zo'or.

- Nice flight.
- You go ahead take out the weapons.

I head back out
to engage the shuttle.

I think, we have a better chance
if we all stick together.

No, we have a much better chance
if you don't have to get through Zo'or.

If I don't make it back,
you'll be sitting ducks up here.

Don't need your pep talk,
I need it'll work, Renée.

They'll turn you into hybrids,
Lieutenant.

Not gonna happen.

We know what we signed up for,
we are prepared to die.

Although we would rather not,

so you make sure you get that pretty
little butt of yours back, alright?

We'll do, Sir!

Alright, gentlemen.
Let's get down to business.

Go.

You will die alone in
the cold void of space. How pity.

Specially when
I'll take you down with me.

Only in your dreams, Miss Palmer.

My shuttle and I seem
to be doing just fine.

Not for long.

Clear.

Weapons bay at 200 metres.

Weapons fire only has a last resort.

We don't want our host in the way.

You are merely the latest in a long line

of Resistance fighters who has opposed me.

And, just like all the rest of them,
you will fall.

I don't know.

Maybe it's time to change
the end of that story.

Let's rig them.

They've found us!

Let's go.

We're out!

I can't shake Zo'or.

Weapons are set
to blow in 30 seconds.

Weapons bay is located
right below the bridge, right?

Affirmative!

- Detonation in 22, 21, 20...
- Meet me at the shuttle bay.

With Taelon brain and Atavus brawn,

I am smarter than you,
and stronger than you.

But not faster.
Goodbye, Zo'or.

Sha'bra!

Go, go, go!

Any other questions?

Well, let's get on with it.

Stand down, Sergeant.

You're in deep trouble, son,
and you're sinking fast.

Not this time, General.

You're under arrest
for crimes against humanity.

Don't delude yourself.

They've hybrids planted in every
branch of the Army services.

Well, then, this place is as good as any
to start the extermination process.

- You'll never find us all.
- Don't count on that

To a job well done.

Now, you've got to show me
the new hardware.

Of course.

Well, I did get you exonerated,
like I promised.

And, yeah,
you definitely owe me, Captain.

I think, I owe you for
a lot more than that, Renée.

And, I would like to take this opportunity...

this...

this moment to...

express with...

great gratitude, my...

appreciation...

This isn't going very well, is it?

Well...
stop trying so hard, and...

be a man of action.

You can handle it.

Yeah, I think I can handle it.

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