Earth: Final Conflict (1997–2002): Season 5, Episode 18 - Bad Genes - full transcript
Renee and Sandoval stand off at a hive where an adult Atavus is killed, but Renee takes a young one back to Street. Howlyn commands Sandoval to find and kill the youth who turns out to be Howlyn's son.
Previously on Gene Roddenberry's
Earth Final Conflict:
We came, we conquered...
we were forced into stasis.
Now we wake, and we find ourselves
overwhelmed, with human vermin
intent on our annihilation.
We need to feed.
How else are we
to survive on this planet?
Perhaps you chose
the wrong planet to try and survival,
the wrong species to pray upon.
Humanity cannot be conquered.
Your only prudent course of action
would be to leave Earth.
You're a fool, to think these humans
can chase me from my planet.
Divert all remaining power
to the weapon's systems.
It's time to bring them to their knees.
Boss, when you wanted
me back in Peru,
you didn't say anything
about digging at more aliens?
Well, you didn't ask.
And why, you think the government
is gonna give you immunity?
In exchange for a couple of Atavus,
still frozen.
Judah.
Remember her?
We're not here
on behalf of the government, Tate.
Howlyn has marked these Atavus
for elimination.
What?
You're kidding!
His own kin. Why?
For the usual reasons.
Defiance, betrayal,
The real or imagined,
threat to the throne.
His lordship is quiet pleased
with my discovery of this royal hive.
Yeah?
Well, we miss one.
The prior heard us coming.
That's an ID shuttle.
Palmer, dammit!
She must have tracked us to the hive.
Boss?
Behind you!
Look out!
You've got a plan B?
You've been down here performing
a public service, would you, Sandoval?
Yeah... I don't think so.
I need to pee,
I'm out of here.
Tate!
Hold it!
Patent that.
In the twenty-first century,
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: Bad Reason Company
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 18
Street you're there?
Yeah, I'm here.
Someone's tracking your signal.
I'll make this fast.
I'm coming with a live one.
What?!
Renée, no!
It's wounded.
Yeah, and their wounds regenerate.
So just finish it off!
You've got the imploder.
It's still working, right?
Look Street, it's...
he's just a kid
I can't just shoot him in cold blood.
Look,
set up a security curtain
around the portal.
Renée no.
Wait.
Now!
Before, Sandoval comes back.
Sandoval.
Let's go kid.
Move it!
Before, I change my mind.
Come on, come on.
Up, up!
Stop.
I thought we agree:
- No more visitors and only dead aliens.
- Yeah, just get me out of here, OK?
You're right, it's just a kid.
Yeah.
- But now what?
- I don't know, OK?
I just...
I could take a minute to think.
What about the shuttle?
Cloaked and parked on Easter Island.
I'll get it back later.
I just wanna know what
the hell Sandoval and Tate were
doing down on that hive?
- What do you think?
- I think they were trying to kill him.
We eliminated the guardian,
but Miss Palmer managed
to escape with the young one.
A female?
Against the two of you?
Not just any female,
as you are well aware.
You got that right.
I'm sorry.
You're pathetic...
both of you.
I will turn this matter over to more...
capable beings.
Who?
On of your hybrids?
And how are they going to search
for Miss Palmer
without setting off airport
and portal stations scanners?
You doubt me now.
But did any among your loyal legions
manage to find this royal hive?
No.
I did.
And did they get a fix on Miss Palmer's
global and portal frequencies?
No.
I did.
What do you want, Sandoval?
A second chance?
I want to be free of your suspicion,
resume my rightful place
as your partner,
and ally.
Yulyn.
He's name is Yulyn.
All Earth-based hybrids
are now at your disposal.
Find him,
return him to me,
dead or alive,
and what you ask for...
is yours.
- Look at those eyes.
- You wouldn't, pheromones, remember?
He is terrified.
You can just feel it.
He hasn't fed, in what, 3 million years?
Think about that.
Look,
the best thing we can do here,
is transport him to a secure medical facility
draft to a multi-agency team to do a...
make a evaluation.
And don't give me that look.
We need to know
what make theses aliens tick.
Alright. So what the end for then,
an alien autopsy?
No, I'm not suggesting that!
I'm talking about,
quarantining him for observation,
maybe
running a bio-scan,
a blood DNA analyses.
Whatever test that can help us create
a hybrid antidote, OK?
What?
Someone's scanning the neighbourhood.
Including the sour,
and drainage tunnels.
Saint Michael's.
Deja vu, Tate.
Yeah.
I always figured Palmer,
and the little gipsy take full board
on the neighbourhood here.
I've got hybrids probing through
every sour and drainage conduit.
Well, there's a natural fault line
running for about a half of mile.
Dozens of splits are carved,
so they could be operating out of anywhere.
We got people in water and power.
Make a call.
I want the entire grid shut down.
And Tate,
keep scanning for portal traffic,
Global frequencies.
If you get any kind of hit,
We'll smoke them out.
Congratulations, Renée.
My God, a live one?
He's also a young one, Hubble.
And I want your insurance
that he's gonna be treated humanly.
He's not a hybrid,
he's an Atavus, Renée.
I know what he is.
I'm just reminding you what we are.
So no cutting or cleaving in our end.
Agreed?
Fine. I assure you, the alien
will be treated humanly.
- Good.
- You're in possession of something...
someone, that we consider
a threat to national security.
So stop treating me like a suspect
and give me your coordinates,
so we can arrange immediate
transfer to Bethesda.
Fine.
I want to be there to observe.
No, Dr Stanwell, an able medical
Director, runs a very tight ship.
They have a first rate quarantine
facility in their biochemical wing.
Still, I want to be there.
And with Dr Curzon,
she has a extensive background
in Taelon energy anatomy
she can prove helpful.
Hubble?
Why are we loosing him?
I don't know.
Someone's jamming our signal.
- Oh great.
- Sandoval. I knew he was tracking you.
Where's the backup generator?
Just give me a sec.
I can't control it from here.
The security curtain is gonna go.
Tear gas.
Alright.
- Is the receiving portal on your trailer?
- Of Course, yeah, always.
Power up the portal.
- It'll use all our juice.
- Do it now!
Get out of here!
Go!
I'll cover you. Go!
Don't move!
Don't move.
Just...
OK, OK, that enough!
Let go.
You want to live?
Then you do exactly what I tell you.
Stand up. Up, up!
Come on, we don't have much time.
I will put this on,
to be safe, I'm sorry.
Your hand, like that, yeah.
Alright.
Hold it.
OK, move.
Come on.
OK.
Let's go.
No, over here.
I just picked up a portal frequency,
from a warehouse at a couple
of blocks out there. Totally encrypted.
It could be a misdirect. Cover it.
I want everyone on full alert.
And Tate, remember.
Shoot to kill.
Alright.
Stay cool. Stay close.
Perfect.
Hold it right there, Miss Palmer.
Go! Go!
In the cab.
Go, go!
Come on!
Let's go, drive.
My nephew...
costume party.
Drive, would you?
C'mon, eat, it's pizza.
Everyone loves pizza.
God, this is ridiculous.
I'm done feeding you,
you're not a baby. Get up.
Just, watch your table manners now.
Careful, it's hot.
Yeah, I told you.
If you don't like the pepperoni,
just pick it off. It's what I do.
I told you,
no sudden moves.
Let's just get something straight here, OK?
I am not your mother, or your savior,
or your guardian angel. Look at me.
And I'm not about
to be your last supper either.
Let's eat your damn pizza.
Now, you developed
quite a following, kid.
The government can't wait
to get their hands on you.
Sandoval is definitely on a hunt
and Howlyn...
probably has a horde of hybrids
out there, scarring the Earth for you.
Howlyn?
Yeah, Howlyn.
What about him?
Howlyn?
I told you sit down, come on.
I am through babysitting you.
Time to put my tax stealer to work.
- Hubble?
- Renée?
Yeah it's me, I'm in transit.
Don't worry, I still got your package.
Just need the portal coordinates
to Bethesda.
I send them now.
What do you think about that?
Yeah, we blew it.
Once Howlyn finds out, we let Palmer
and alien boy give us a slip...
He won't, as long as we deal with him
on a need to now basis.
Yeah.
Tell that to his fellow hybrids.
Yes.
Palmer's turning the Atavus over
to a med team over in Bethesda.
When?
I don't know yet.
Have you got any names?
Specific locations?
They prepping a room for him
in the biochemical wing now.
Excellent work, Sergeant.
Stand by for further instructions.
Stand down gentlemen,
it'll make him less nervous.
Miss Palmer,
I'm Lieutenant Stanwell,
the medical officer in charge.
- We've been expecting you
- Yeah. Dr Curzon here?
On her way.
Now, if you let us escort
the subject into the med lab...
- have it sedated.
- That's a "he" Doctor.
And I was assured by director Urick
that he would be treated humanly,
you understand?
Of course. We'll anesthetize for any
biopsies, grasps, whatever.
No surgeries, no invasive procedures,
just the standard quarantine measures.
Observation,
- scanning, that was our agreement.
- So it was...
Is.
Now if you don't mind Miss Palmer,
we'll take it...
him, from here.
Please.
Go on,
they will look after you now.
Look, I told you,
I can't take care of you.
Now they can and they will.
You go on.
Go on.
Thanks Sergeant,
I can take it from here.
Now then,
the first areas we're going to observe
are pain threshold,
and cellular regeneration.
What the hell am I doing?
What's going on?
This was a bad idea.
A really bad idea.
No!
Don't.
No feeding or our bets are off.
I'll leave you here,
let them get on a full dissection.
He would have killed you.
So, we speak the same language now.
- He's not entirely human.
- Human enough.
So what it's gonna be?
You're right.
I cannot feed.
And I will not feed.
And I would never harm you.
Yeah, said the scorpion to the frog.
Look,
my mission here, my sole mission
is to get you
to a secure lockdown facility
preferably away from any butchers,
Atavus or hybrids.
And my father.
What?
And my father.
Howlyn.
I should have known.
Where are you?
Hold up, in Suburbia.
You remember that furnished apartment,
I tried to tuck you into
on the west side?
Do I ever?
- What happened in Bethesda?
- We checked in, we checked out.
News flash.
- He's Howlyn's son.
- Oh, my God.
And he has played it all stops
to get his boy back.
Street?
I found her!
Uh, I'm gonna have to get back to you...
Street, what's going on?
Miss Street.
We have to stop meeting like this.
Scan its Global frequency.
- Were she calling from the lair?
- Ask her yourself.
Good afternoon, Renée.
Sorry to interrupt.
- What the hell are you doing Hubble?
- I'm ringing you in.
You forgot to leave
the alien at Bethesda.
- Instead you left five dead!
- What did you expect me to do?
You've left me in quite
a pickle here, Renée.
And this will all go away,
if you just hand over the alien.
Be smart!
And portal that thing
straight over to Quantico.
We'll be waiting to receive.
Dead or alive, right?
It's you, I'm trying to help out here,
my friend.
Friend?
I don't know.
We're still friends, Hubble?
If you think I'm bluffing here, Renée...
You still be warmer.
You got a name?
Yulyn.
Well, listen up, Yulyn.
Things have gotten complicated here.
We've got a couple
of homicidal bounty hunters
named Sandoval and Tate after you,
not to mention a horde of hybrids,
military personal, and now the FBI.
As well as my father.
Yeah, I feel sorry
to break it to you kid, but
he's not getting you back.
I don't want to go back.
You know my father,
but you do not know me.
Back top the hospital that...
that was the closest I've ever been...
to feeding on a human...
to shaming myself...
and to bring the shame
to the memory of my mother.
Yulyn.
It's time to feed.
You must fortify yourself.
No, Yulyn.
This is not the way for him.
It is the only way.
Then this is not the planet for us.
My mother and father,
they fought a lot.
About me, about...
what was happening to the colonists.
She didn't want you to feed.
No!
Even though the other brethren were dying
because they weren't feeding,
she believed that all life was sacred.
Even when times got desperate.
Promise me, Yulyn...
that you will resist the need
of your urges,
that your spirit
will stand up to your father.
Even if your body grows weak.
Silence!
Leave him be.
He must hunt to survive,
it is the only way.
There is another way.
Take us back to our home world, Howlyn.
Beg forgiveness from your father.
Never!
It's time you're coming
to your own, Yulyn.
Die, or make me proud today.
The choice is yours.
I chose to defy him,
to honor my mother.
My father...
he would have killed me.
If it had not been
for that asteroid shower.
My guardian,
the one you killed
managed to place me in stasis,
before...
the fire consumed the land around us.
Listen.
I'm sorry about your guardian.
But it was a...
kill or be kill situation.
I didn't have a choice.
You don't need to feed
on your own planet, do you?
You've never killed, never fed before.
No.
Alright, you stay put.
I'll be back soon.
Miss Palmer.
- A very unexpected...
- You think about having kids...
Sandoval?
You and Dee Dee ever discuss it,
in your former life?
We...
talked about it.
I said, I was against it.
Wise choice.
One Sandoval is enough,
embarrassment for the species.
Me, I... go back and forth on it.
Such a primal thing for a woman,
you know.
And your point is?
Yulyn's not like his father.
He's not a feeder.
And currently, I'm trying to keep
all the government wolves at bay.
So my point is this:
What's it gonna take,
to keep Howlyn's hands off him?
I don't know.
You have to ask Howlyn.
I'm asking you, errand boy.
I want you, to tell Howlyn...
that his son is dead.
What... lie to him?
Why should I?
And why would he believe me?
Because he knows,
you can't afford to fail him.
And as for why...
Well, because,
you have everything to gain
from the human side of the equation.
Truth, the government won't
grant you amnesty, but...
I can make some arrangements
through my contacts, like maybe...
Oh, laser surgery or...
Your own island of solitude
in Philippines?
Then of course,
there's the other consideration,
the fact that we are talking
about a kid here, Sandoval.
Alien, yes, but still,
just a kid.
Running from
the wrath of his father, and...
thanks to his mother's love still
believe that the life is sacred.
What so funny?
It's just that you've never struck me
as the maternal type, Miss Palmer.
And you've never struck as possessing
even one ounce of decency Sandoval, but
Life is full of surprises.
Come on, Sandoval...
You were a kid once,
weren't you ?
I don't remember.
Howlyn will want some
physical evidence of his son's...
- demise.
- I'm sure he will.
We'll be in touch.
Don't worry, I'll see myself out.
God, I'm gonna kill him.
What you doing freak.
Watch the shot.
Come on, get him, get him.
Have you seen this guy?
He's kind of space.
Let's go, come on.
Play time is over, kiddo.
Let's go.
****.
Quite hard to catch a cab these days.
Especially one willing to make
a round out to the west side.
Show me where you drop
the lady and the kid last night.
I'll make it worth the ride.
Those boys...
I only wanted to try their game.
They were afraid of you.
I didn't want to hurt them.
I don't want to hurt anybody.
But you don't believe that, do you?
I kept you alive.
Doesn't that count for something?
I am starting to understand
what it feels like to be...
hunted.
Your mother was right.
You and your species don't belong here.
You remind me of her,
my mother.
I do?
How?
You're strong.
You always know what to do.
And sometimes you even listen.
I honestly don't know
what to think of you.
Outside I see my enemy, but...
inside, I think...
I hope
something better.
I don't want to feed.
But I don't want to die,
Renée.
I don't want you to either.
But you've got to stay
on your mother's path.
No matter what.
You understand?
You've been given
a second chance at life.
A second chance to stand up
to your father, to stop the bloodshed,
to save lives rather than to take lives,
human or Atavus.
Yulyn,
this is your fate.
Honor my mother,
defy my father.
I don't know
whether or not I can continue to...
Listen to me.
You don't have to do this alone.
I'll be beside you
every step of the way.
I can even arrange,
so that you can make your appeal to your
father on global television that means...
in front of every Human, hybrid,
Atavus on the planet.
Your father will have a lot of
pressure to do the right thing.
Leave or die...
It's the only way.
Get down.
No deal, Miss Palmer!
Yeah, I get that.
When I say go, head for the kitchen.
Go, go, go!
We're all clear.
Dammit!
I'm hit.
No, you're just pathetic, Tate.
Unit two,
the subjects are in the kitchen.
Cover the alleyway.
Stay back.
Father.
Time had stood still for us,
Yulyn.
Again I've offered you sustenance,
and a choice.
Eat or die.
Father.
One more step,
and you'll picking up the pieces.
- Renée...
- Shut up!
like father like son.
You'll be happy to hear,
he's missed you beyond measure.
Can't wait to join you
in your campaign of carnage.
Is this true?
Oh, whatever it takes to make you proud.
If you think,
I'm gonna set him free so
he can go hunting,
like his dear old dad.
I'm certain some
arrangement can be negotiated.
There's only one arrangement.
You leave,
you, all your brethren,
hybrids start packing for
trip back to your home world,
cause really
It's the only way,
you gotta get him back.
What we're doing back here?
It's called hiding in plain sight,
I figure this is the last place
your father, and his minions
will come looking for us.
You threatened to kill me.
You and me were cornered
in that apartment.
It was the move I had left.
I thought that
if I can convince you that my
threats were real,
then I can convince Howlyn.
I'm really sorry, I scared you.
I hate him for what he's done.
But he's still my father.
I know.
And
I miss him.
I know.
But you know that
you can't follow his path.
You're not my mother.
You know you're right about that.
Well, better get some sleep.
You, Atavus do sleep, don't you?
It's time you're coming
to your own, Yulyn.
Die, or make me proud today.
The choice is yours.
The choice is yours.
It was my mother's.
I wanna go home.
Thanks...
for donating the blood,
and tissue samples
I think they'll be very helpful.
With curing the hybrids?
Yes, hopefully.
Once you're in stasis,
you'll be safe here.
You understand?
Yulyn,
do you trust me?
I trust you.
And...
I won't forget you.
Me neither.
I'll get you home.
I Promise.
_^^^^_
(o . o)
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Earth Final Conflict:
We came, we conquered...
we were forced into stasis.
Now we wake, and we find ourselves
overwhelmed, with human vermin
intent on our annihilation.
We need to feed.
How else are we
to survive on this planet?
Perhaps you chose
the wrong planet to try and survival,
the wrong species to pray upon.
Humanity cannot be conquered.
Your only prudent course of action
would be to leave Earth.
You're a fool, to think these humans
can chase me from my planet.
Divert all remaining power
to the weapon's systems.
It's time to bring them to their knees.
Boss, when you wanted
me back in Peru,
you didn't say anything
about digging at more aliens?
Well, you didn't ask.
And why, you think the government
is gonna give you immunity?
In exchange for a couple of Atavus,
still frozen.
Judah.
Remember her?
We're not here
on behalf of the government, Tate.
Howlyn has marked these Atavus
for elimination.
What?
You're kidding!
His own kin. Why?
For the usual reasons.
Defiance, betrayal,
The real or imagined,
threat to the throne.
His lordship is quiet pleased
with my discovery of this royal hive.
Yeah?
Well, we miss one.
The prior heard us coming.
That's an ID shuttle.
Palmer, dammit!
She must have tracked us to the hive.
Boss?
Behind you!
Look out!
You've got a plan B?
You've been down here performing
a public service, would you, Sandoval?
Yeah... I don't think so.
I need to pee,
I'm out of here.
Tate!
Hold it!
Patent that.
In the twenty-first century,
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: Bad Reason Company
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 18
Street you're there?
Yeah, I'm here.
Someone's tracking your signal.
I'll make this fast.
I'm coming with a live one.
What?!
Renée, no!
It's wounded.
Yeah, and their wounds regenerate.
So just finish it off!
You've got the imploder.
It's still working, right?
Look Street, it's...
he's just a kid
I can't just shoot him in cold blood.
Look,
set up a security curtain
around the portal.
Renée no.
Wait.
Now!
Before, Sandoval comes back.
Sandoval.
Let's go kid.
Move it!
Before, I change my mind.
Come on, come on.
Up, up!
Stop.
I thought we agree:
- No more visitors and only dead aliens.
- Yeah, just get me out of here, OK?
You're right, it's just a kid.
Yeah.
- But now what?
- I don't know, OK?
I just...
I could take a minute to think.
What about the shuttle?
Cloaked and parked on Easter Island.
I'll get it back later.
I just wanna know what
the hell Sandoval and Tate were
doing down on that hive?
- What do you think?
- I think they were trying to kill him.
We eliminated the guardian,
but Miss Palmer managed
to escape with the young one.
A female?
Against the two of you?
Not just any female,
as you are well aware.
You got that right.
I'm sorry.
You're pathetic...
both of you.
I will turn this matter over to more...
capable beings.
Who?
On of your hybrids?
And how are they going to search
for Miss Palmer
without setting off airport
and portal stations scanners?
You doubt me now.
But did any among your loyal legions
manage to find this royal hive?
No.
I did.
And did they get a fix on Miss Palmer's
global and portal frequencies?
No.
I did.
What do you want, Sandoval?
A second chance?
I want to be free of your suspicion,
resume my rightful place
as your partner,
and ally.
Yulyn.
He's name is Yulyn.
All Earth-based hybrids
are now at your disposal.
Find him,
return him to me,
dead or alive,
and what you ask for...
is yours.
- Look at those eyes.
- You wouldn't, pheromones, remember?
He is terrified.
You can just feel it.
He hasn't fed, in what, 3 million years?
Think about that.
Look,
the best thing we can do here,
is transport him to a secure medical facility
draft to a multi-agency team to do a...
make a evaluation.
And don't give me that look.
We need to know
what make theses aliens tick.
Alright. So what the end for then,
an alien autopsy?
No, I'm not suggesting that!
I'm talking about,
quarantining him for observation,
maybe
running a bio-scan,
a blood DNA analyses.
Whatever test that can help us create
a hybrid antidote, OK?
What?
Someone's scanning the neighbourhood.
Including the sour,
and drainage tunnels.
Saint Michael's.
Deja vu, Tate.
Yeah.
I always figured Palmer,
and the little gipsy take full board
on the neighbourhood here.
I've got hybrids probing through
every sour and drainage conduit.
Well, there's a natural fault line
running for about a half of mile.
Dozens of splits are carved,
so they could be operating out of anywhere.
We got people in water and power.
Make a call.
I want the entire grid shut down.
And Tate,
keep scanning for portal traffic,
Global frequencies.
If you get any kind of hit,
We'll smoke them out.
Congratulations, Renée.
My God, a live one?
He's also a young one, Hubble.
And I want your insurance
that he's gonna be treated humanly.
He's not a hybrid,
he's an Atavus, Renée.
I know what he is.
I'm just reminding you what we are.
So no cutting or cleaving in our end.
Agreed?
Fine. I assure you, the alien
will be treated humanly.
- Good.
- You're in possession of something...
someone, that we consider
a threat to national security.
So stop treating me like a suspect
and give me your coordinates,
so we can arrange immediate
transfer to Bethesda.
Fine.
I want to be there to observe.
No, Dr Stanwell, an able medical
Director, runs a very tight ship.
They have a first rate quarantine
facility in their biochemical wing.
Still, I want to be there.
And with Dr Curzon,
she has a extensive background
in Taelon energy anatomy
she can prove helpful.
Hubble?
Why are we loosing him?
I don't know.
Someone's jamming our signal.
- Oh great.
- Sandoval. I knew he was tracking you.
Where's the backup generator?
Just give me a sec.
I can't control it from here.
The security curtain is gonna go.
Tear gas.
Alright.
- Is the receiving portal on your trailer?
- Of Course, yeah, always.
Power up the portal.
- It'll use all our juice.
- Do it now!
Get out of here!
Go!
I'll cover you. Go!
Don't move!
Don't move.
Just...
OK, OK, that enough!
Let go.
You want to live?
Then you do exactly what I tell you.
Stand up. Up, up!
Come on, we don't have much time.
I will put this on,
to be safe, I'm sorry.
Your hand, like that, yeah.
Alright.
Hold it.
OK, move.
Come on.
OK.
Let's go.
No, over here.
I just picked up a portal frequency,
from a warehouse at a couple
of blocks out there. Totally encrypted.
It could be a misdirect. Cover it.
I want everyone on full alert.
And Tate, remember.
Shoot to kill.
Alright.
Stay cool. Stay close.
Perfect.
Hold it right there, Miss Palmer.
Go! Go!
In the cab.
Go, go!
Come on!
Let's go, drive.
My nephew...
costume party.
Drive, would you?
C'mon, eat, it's pizza.
Everyone loves pizza.
God, this is ridiculous.
I'm done feeding you,
you're not a baby. Get up.
Just, watch your table manners now.
Careful, it's hot.
Yeah, I told you.
If you don't like the pepperoni,
just pick it off. It's what I do.
I told you,
no sudden moves.
Let's just get something straight here, OK?
I am not your mother, or your savior,
or your guardian angel. Look at me.
And I'm not about
to be your last supper either.
Let's eat your damn pizza.
Now, you developed
quite a following, kid.
The government can't wait
to get their hands on you.
Sandoval is definitely on a hunt
and Howlyn...
probably has a horde of hybrids
out there, scarring the Earth for you.
Howlyn?
Yeah, Howlyn.
What about him?
Howlyn?
I told you sit down, come on.
I am through babysitting you.
Time to put my tax stealer to work.
- Hubble?
- Renée?
Yeah it's me, I'm in transit.
Don't worry, I still got your package.
Just need the portal coordinates
to Bethesda.
I send them now.
What do you think about that?
Yeah, we blew it.
Once Howlyn finds out, we let Palmer
and alien boy give us a slip...
He won't, as long as we deal with him
on a need to now basis.
Yeah.
Tell that to his fellow hybrids.
Yes.
Palmer's turning the Atavus over
to a med team over in Bethesda.
When?
I don't know yet.
Have you got any names?
Specific locations?
They prepping a room for him
in the biochemical wing now.
Excellent work, Sergeant.
Stand by for further instructions.
Stand down gentlemen,
it'll make him less nervous.
Miss Palmer,
I'm Lieutenant Stanwell,
the medical officer in charge.
- We've been expecting you
- Yeah. Dr Curzon here?
On her way.
Now, if you let us escort
the subject into the med lab...
- have it sedated.
- That's a "he" Doctor.
And I was assured by director Urick
that he would be treated humanly,
you understand?
Of course. We'll anesthetize for any
biopsies, grasps, whatever.
No surgeries, no invasive procedures,
just the standard quarantine measures.
Observation,
- scanning, that was our agreement.
- So it was...
Is.
Now if you don't mind Miss Palmer,
we'll take it...
him, from here.
Please.
Go on,
they will look after you now.
Look, I told you,
I can't take care of you.
Now they can and they will.
You go on.
Go on.
Thanks Sergeant,
I can take it from here.
Now then,
the first areas we're going to observe
are pain threshold,
and cellular regeneration.
What the hell am I doing?
What's going on?
This was a bad idea.
A really bad idea.
No!
Don't.
No feeding or our bets are off.
I'll leave you here,
let them get on a full dissection.
He would have killed you.
So, we speak the same language now.
- He's not entirely human.
- Human enough.
So what it's gonna be?
You're right.
I cannot feed.
And I will not feed.
And I would never harm you.
Yeah, said the scorpion to the frog.
Look,
my mission here, my sole mission
is to get you
to a secure lockdown facility
preferably away from any butchers,
Atavus or hybrids.
And my father.
What?
And my father.
Howlyn.
I should have known.
Where are you?
Hold up, in Suburbia.
You remember that furnished apartment,
I tried to tuck you into
on the west side?
Do I ever?
- What happened in Bethesda?
- We checked in, we checked out.
News flash.
- He's Howlyn's son.
- Oh, my God.
And he has played it all stops
to get his boy back.
Street?
I found her!
Uh, I'm gonna have to get back to you...
Street, what's going on?
Miss Street.
We have to stop meeting like this.
Scan its Global frequency.
- Were she calling from the lair?
- Ask her yourself.
Good afternoon, Renée.
Sorry to interrupt.
- What the hell are you doing Hubble?
- I'm ringing you in.
You forgot to leave
the alien at Bethesda.
- Instead you left five dead!
- What did you expect me to do?
You've left me in quite
a pickle here, Renée.
And this will all go away,
if you just hand over the alien.
Be smart!
And portal that thing
straight over to Quantico.
We'll be waiting to receive.
Dead or alive, right?
It's you, I'm trying to help out here,
my friend.
Friend?
I don't know.
We're still friends, Hubble?
If you think I'm bluffing here, Renée...
You still be warmer.
You got a name?
Yulyn.
Well, listen up, Yulyn.
Things have gotten complicated here.
We've got a couple
of homicidal bounty hunters
named Sandoval and Tate after you,
not to mention a horde of hybrids,
military personal, and now the FBI.
As well as my father.
Yeah, I feel sorry
to break it to you kid, but
he's not getting you back.
I don't want to go back.
You know my father,
but you do not know me.
Back top the hospital that...
that was the closest I've ever been...
to feeding on a human...
to shaming myself...
and to bring the shame
to the memory of my mother.
Yulyn.
It's time to feed.
You must fortify yourself.
No, Yulyn.
This is not the way for him.
It is the only way.
Then this is not the planet for us.
My mother and father,
they fought a lot.
About me, about...
what was happening to the colonists.
She didn't want you to feed.
No!
Even though the other brethren were dying
because they weren't feeding,
she believed that all life was sacred.
Even when times got desperate.
Promise me, Yulyn...
that you will resist the need
of your urges,
that your spirit
will stand up to your father.
Even if your body grows weak.
Silence!
Leave him be.
He must hunt to survive,
it is the only way.
There is another way.
Take us back to our home world, Howlyn.
Beg forgiveness from your father.
Never!
It's time you're coming
to your own, Yulyn.
Die, or make me proud today.
The choice is yours.
I chose to defy him,
to honor my mother.
My father...
he would have killed me.
If it had not been
for that asteroid shower.
My guardian,
the one you killed
managed to place me in stasis,
before...
the fire consumed the land around us.
Listen.
I'm sorry about your guardian.
But it was a...
kill or be kill situation.
I didn't have a choice.
You don't need to feed
on your own planet, do you?
You've never killed, never fed before.
No.
Alright, you stay put.
I'll be back soon.
Miss Palmer.
- A very unexpected...
- You think about having kids...
Sandoval?
You and Dee Dee ever discuss it,
in your former life?
We...
talked about it.
I said, I was against it.
Wise choice.
One Sandoval is enough,
embarrassment for the species.
Me, I... go back and forth on it.
Such a primal thing for a woman,
you know.
And your point is?
Yulyn's not like his father.
He's not a feeder.
And currently, I'm trying to keep
all the government wolves at bay.
So my point is this:
What's it gonna take,
to keep Howlyn's hands off him?
I don't know.
You have to ask Howlyn.
I'm asking you, errand boy.
I want you, to tell Howlyn...
that his son is dead.
What... lie to him?
Why should I?
And why would he believe me?
Because he knows,
you can't afford to fail him.
And as for why...
Well, because,
you have everything to gain
from the human side of the equation.
Truth, the government won't
grant you amnesty, but...
I can make some arrangements
through my contacts, like maybe...
Oh, laser surgery or...
Your own island of solitude
in Philippines?
Then of course,
there's the other consideration,
the fact that we are talking
about a kid here, Sandoval.
Alien, yes, but still,
just a kid.
Running from
the wrath of his father, and...
thanks to his mother's love still
believe that the life is sacred.
What so funny?
It's just that you've never struck me
as the maternal type, Miss Palmer.
And you've never struck as possessing
even one ounce of decency Sandoval, but
Life is full of surprises.
Come on, Sandoval...
You were a kid once,
weren't you ?
I don't remember.
Howlyn will want some
physical evidence of his son's...
- demise.
- I'm sure he will.
We'll be in touch.
Don't worry, I'll see myself out.
God, I'm gonna kill him.
What you doing freak.
Watch the shot.
Come on, get him, get him.
Have you seen this guy?
He's kind of space.
Let's go, come on.
Play time is over, kiddo.
Let's go.
****.
Quite hard to catch a cab these days.
Especially one willing to make
a round out to the west side.
Show me where you drop
the lady and the kid last night.
I'll make it worth the ride.
Those boys...
I only wanted to try their game.
They were afraid of you.
I didn't want to hurt them.
I don't want to hurt anybody.
But you don't believe that, do you?
I kept you alive.
Doesn't that count for something?
I am starting to understand
what it feels like to be...
hunted.
Your mother was right.
You and your species don't belong here.
You remind me of her,
my mother.
I do?
How?
You're strong.
You always know what to do.
And sometimes you even listen.
I honestly don't know
what to think of you.
Outside I see my enemy, but...
inside, I think...
I hope
something better.
I don't want to feed.
But I don't want to die,
Renée.
I don't want you to either.
But you've got to stay
on your mother's path.
No matter what.
You understand?
You've been given
a second chance at life.
A second chance to stand up
to your father, to stop the bloodshed,
to save lives rather than to take lives,
human or Atavus.
Yulyn,
this is your fate.
Honor my mother,
defy my father.
I don't know
whether or not I can continue to...
Listen to me.
You don't have to do this alone.
I'll be beside you
every step of the way.
I can even arrange,
so that you can make your appeal to your
father on global television that means...
in front of every Human, hybrid,
Atavus on the planet.
Your father will have a lot of
pressure to do the right thing.
Leave or die...
It's the only way.
Get down.
No deal, Miss Palmer!
Yeah, I get that.
When I say go, head for the kitchen.
Go, go, go!
We're all clear.
Dammit!
I'm hit.
No, you're just pathetic, Tate.
Unit two,
the subjects are in the kitchen.
Cover the alleyway.
Stay back.
Father.
Time had stood still for us,
Yulyn.
Again I've offered you sustenance,
and a choice.
Eat or die.
Father.
One more step,
and you'll picking up the pieces.
- Renée...
- Shut up!
like father like son.
You'll be happy to hear,
he's missed you beyond measure.
Can't wait to join you
in your campaign of carnage.
Is this true?
Oh, whatever it takes to make you proud.
If you think,
I'm gonna set him free so
he can go hunting,
like his dear old dad.
I'm certain some
arrangement can be negotiated.
There's only one arrangement.
You leave,
you, all your brethren,
hybrids start packing for
trip back to your home world,
cause really
It's the only way,
you gotta get him back.
What we're doing back here?
It's called hiding in plain sight,
I figure this is the last place
your father, and his minions
will come looking for us.
You threatened to kill me.
You and me were cornered
in that apartment.
It was the move I had left.
I thought that
if I can convince you that my
threats were real,
then I can convince Howlyn.
I'm really sorry, I scared you.
I hate him for what he's done.
But he's still my father.
I know.
And
I miss him.
I know.
But you know that
you can't follow his path.
You're not my mother.
You know you're right about that.
Well, better get some sleep.
You, Atavus do sleep, don't you?
It's time you're coming
to your own, Yulyn.
Die, or make me proud today.
The choice is yours.
The choice is yours.
It was my mother's.
I wanna go home.
Thanks...
for donating the blood,
and tissue samples
I think they'll be very helpful.
With curing the hybrids?
Yes, hopefully.
Once you're in stasis,
you'll be safe here.
You understand?
Yulyn,
do you trust me?
I trust you.
And...
I won't forget you.
Me neither.
I'll get you home.
I Promise.
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