Falling Skies (2011–2015): Season 1, Episode 9 - Mutiny - full transcript

I'm sorry, Tom.

I didn't know how else
to explain it.

The Skitters
were harnessed, too.

I don't know why,
but I just assumed

that Ben would be okay
when we got him back.

Well, Tom,
he is healthy,

and he seems to be
adjusting emotionally.

Those needles in his back
aren't going away, though,

like with the other kids.

Well, Ben and Rick were taken
months before the others.

Might just take their body
longer to shake off the effects.



That doesn't explain
that patch of skin

that you found on his back
that was rough like this.

It is similar.

It wasn't enough that they
take him away from me once.

They're still trying.

Who turned out the lights?
I can't see a thing!

Weaver wants you
in the C. P.

All right,
I'll be right there.

We don't want anybody
caught up in here.

This is a hot spot
right here.

I'm very clear about this
being the one way...

Captain.

Sounds like Scott's throwing
one hell of a party.

Well, we've been working
them pretty hard.



I think they were ready
to blow off a little steam.

Don't let it
go on too long.

I want these people
sharp as razors by tomorrow.

They'll be ready.
No word yet from Dai.

He should be back from Porter's
headquarters anytime.

Any last-minute changes, I'd like to run
them past the squad leaders tonight.

Lieutenant Danner's
already on it.

I told them
to expect adjustments.

Whatever the word,
we'll be good to go.

Get the duty rosters.

I want to go over the field
assignments one more time.

We don't hear from Porter,
we have a problem.

How you holding up?

I'm fine.

After what happened in Allston,
you know why I'm asking.

And I just told you...
let it go.

There's a problem
right here.

Well, you see, I'm not sure
about these guys here.

Heads up, guys!

Go, go, go!

It's Dai!

He's been hit!

Stay here!

Captain, Dai's back, sir!

He's wounded really bad!
Please come!

Tom, get Anne! Tell her
to meet us at the clinic.

- Lieutenant Danner, with me!
- On it.

He has a deep abdominal laceration

but no internal damage.

Is he gonna make it?

Well, he's unconscious,
and he's lost a lot of blood.

I'll have a better idea by morning.

Did he give you his report?

Just take care of him.

Five minutes, C. P.

Lieutenant Danner's
moving up the food chain.

I hear he's career military.

Yeah. He was
one of the lucky ones.

He was on leave at Fort Drum
when it got hit.

I guess Weaver wanted somebody
with hard combat experience

to help him with the planning.

What's going on
between you and Weaver?

It's complicated.

I can handle complicated.

There was a little incident
on our last scout.

I wouldn't call it
a nervous breakdown...

More like a guy being pushed
too close to the edge...

but Weaver almost
didn't make it back.

- Oh. That serious?
- Yeah.

Does anybody else know?

No. Only Hal.

Once we got back, he kind of
seemed to snap out of it,

so, for the sake of morale,

we decided to keep
what happened between us.

And now?

I'm not so sure that
was the right decision.

- Tom, this attack's in two days.
- I know.

And the last thing people need
is me raising doubts.

What are you gonna do?

I wish I knew.

Let's be clear.
Nothing has changed.

We'll be following
Porter's original plan.

4th and 5th
will bring explosives

from here,
here, and here.

2nd Mass
will come from the West.

So we got confirmation
from Porter, then...

The 4th and 5th
are still active.

The man just said
the mission is a go.

Not what I asked.

This isn't some
classroom Q&A, Mason.

That's enough, Danner.
Give us the room.

Is this your idea of leadership...

Second-guessing me
in front of my fighters?

I'm just asking questions
that should have easy answers.

Last I heard, we'd lost contact
with the 4th and 5th,

and since I wasn't there
for Dai's report...

That's right.
You weren't.

I'm satisfied that this mission
can be completed,

and a combat briefing
isn't a Debate Club.

When Porter made me
second-in-command,

I expected to be kept
in the loop.

Or what...
you're gonna run your mouth

about what happened
on that Scout?

No. But maybe we should talk
about that.

A few hours ago,
you were swigging whiskey

and talking like
a borderline suicide.

- I told you what that was about.
- And I accepted it.

But there's no room for error
on this mission.

And the only way
it can be successful

is if the fighters have
absolute confidence

in their commanding officer.

If you want to be in the loop,

I need to know you got my back.

All right.

Good.

Danner, get in here!

I want you to start allocating Pope's
Mech ammunition to the fighters.

And I want you and Hal
to set up an observation post

five miles out
on Highway 4.

You're putting me
on Sentry duty.

I need eyeballs out there

in case the Skitters
decide to make a move,

and all my other fighters
are assigned

to upgrading weapons
and vehicles.

But if it's a problem,
I can relieve you,

and Danner
can pick up the slack.

Your choice.

First light.

Dismissed.

Tom.

Kicked his blankets off.

He's been doing that
since he was a little kid.

I need to talk to you.

Lourdes, tell Tom
what you told me.

Uh, it's Captain Weaver.

I heard what you were saying
about him earlier, and...

he came to me
a couple weeks ago

and asked me to help him
with some medications.

Prescribed by your old friend
Dr. Harris.

Yeah,
he said he came to me

because he didn't want
to bother Dr. Glass.

And because he knew
I'd ask questions.

Okay.
What kind of medications?

Phenobarbital to sleep
and amphetamines to wake up.

It's a classic
addictive cycle.

And once you start,
it's hard to stop.

What would that...
What would that do to him?

Depends how many
he's taking...

One or two a day,
probably nothing.

And more?

The symptoms
could be extreme...

Paranoia, mood swings,
even hallucinations.

Tom, if Weaver's
abusing these drugs,

there's a good chance
that what you saw in Boston...

that could happen again.

Can't believe this.

For all we know, he could have
been dosing himself for weeks.

That was before.
Now we need to focus on today.

So, what are we gonna do?

First, you're gonna
follow orders.

And go on
that Sentry mission?

Mm-hmm.

There's no way
I'm gonna leave you here

to deal with Weaver
by yourself.

This isn't just about him.

Dad, he's setting us up
for the mother of all battles.

If he's not 100%,
he's gonna get us all killed.

And if I accuse him...

of being unfit for duty
without all the facts,

it's gonna tear
the 2nd Mass apart.

- What more do you need to know?
- More.

Do you remember
what it was like

before Porter
brought us together?

Everybody on their own,
scrounging for food and water.

Forget about fighting back.

It was all
we could do to survive.

Soldiers like Weaver are a big
part of what got us this far.

You're defending him.

No, I'm just saying that,

unless we stick together and
fight the aliens as a group...

We're as good as dead.

And until I talk to him,

we're gonna proceed as if
this mission is still a go.

All right, fine.

You stay here.
I'll go on the mission.

But I need another rider.

You have anybody in mind?

Yeah.

He asked.
I volunteered.

The no-questions-asked
part intrigued me.

And you're sure
about this?

I don't see
any other way.

Be careful.

That's it! Keep moving.

Imagine those Mechs
roaring in on you!

How much fun
you're gonna have

shooting them
with their own toys.

What?

Two arms, two legs,
no brains.

Welcome to
the 2nd Massachusetts.

You want to try that again,
convict?

You didn't crimp it.

Gravity. Newton. Apple tree.
Do it again.

No, no, no,
kid, look,

you don't need to polish it
to a shine like that.

When it comes to Mech ammo,
it's quantity, not quality.

Sure your old man
was talking about me?

He said, "Stay away from Pope."
Great.

So suddenly I'm the beneficiary of some
preadolescent rebellious streak.

He keeps treating me
like this little kid,

like I can't
do anything.

But I want
to help, too.

Besides, I am staying away
from you,

just not that far.

Sound like one of my attorneys.

Ah.

I guess...
What's the big deal?

I mean... it's not like
your pops is gonna do anything

to the little Prince of the 2nd Mass.
- I'm not a Prince!

You're not the only one.

There's two other
little Princelets.

But you're the youngest.
That makes you special.

So, what's it like, huh,
walking around

with that
sweet Mason brand?

What's it like having hair
like a girl?

We're gonna have to work
on your insults, kid.

Come on.
?ndale! ?ndale!

12 hours...
Just half a day!

I need 16 soldiers advancing

towards the south while we rendezvous
at the Alpha point here.

Now, if there's no contact
from the 3rd and 4th,

fall back to Plan "b."

- Meet in the Southwest...
- Captain.

I'd like a word
in private.

I told you to set up an O. P.
At the five-mile line.

What are you doing here?

I sent Hal and Margaret.
They can get it done.

That's not your call.

I give you an order,
I expect it to be followed out.

Captain, I'd like
a word in private.

I know about the pills.

I'd like to know how many
of those you're taking.

We don't have time
for this.

We are one day away from kicking
these aliens in their teeth.

And you're
shutting me out,

sending me off
on a Sentry-post duty.

Now, if you're holding
something back...

What are you gonna do?

You gonna relieve me
of my command?

I'd hope you'd do the right
thing for the 2nd Mass

before it came to that.

You've been wanting
to take over this outfit

ever since Porter first
gave you a commission.

That's not true.

You're questioning
my strategy...

Ignoring a direct order.

That is
rank insubordination.

Danner and Jimmy!

I'm asking you...

consider the lives
of your fighters.

That's all
I am considering.

Jimmy, get the door.

Lieutenant Danner,
secure Tom's weapons.

- Don't do it.
- Captain.

- Lieutenant Danner.
- Don't do it.

- Put them on the deck, please.
- Don't do this.

Hold him
in the boiler room

till I tell you otherwise.

Yes, Sir.

It's a mistake.

The only mistake I can see

is not removing you
from duty sooner.

You're making a mistake.

These people
are depending on you.

Captain.

I don't like it, Jimmy.

But we can't let Mason
poison the ranks,

not when we're hours away
from a major offensive.

I hope I can count
on you, Jimmy.

Ben, did your father send you
over to give me a hand?

Actually, they moved some
of the library books in here.

Ah. Right.

Sorry. I thought Matt
was helping you.

Oh, it seems I'm missing
my young assistant

to the dubious charms
of Mr. Pope.

Then maybe
I can do something.

The way everyone's gearing up,
feels like I should help.

That's the best offer
I've had today.

Why don't you
grab this box

and follow me over
to the desk, huh?

What are these?

Huh?

Oh, they're, uh...
they're vacuum tubes.

You know, if transistors
were the Ferraris

of the electronic age,
this is the model T.

Hmm. What's a model T?

Well, a-all you
really need to know

is that this transmitter here
needs them in order to operate,

and I'm looking
for a very specific one.

Once you get it working,

are you gonna try and contact
other people?

Well, that was one idea.

What if the Skitters
hear you?

Won't they be able
to find us?

Aha! Found it.

I've got this idea
about the Skitters.

We know that they communicate
with each other

using radio frequencies.

Find the right frequency,

and we can jam up
their communications.

Certainly throw a wrench
into their plans, huh?

Okay, here we go.

There. Good.

Okay, now let's see

if we can get this thing
to send out a signal.

Can you just crank the handle
on that radio?

- Yeah, okay.
- Yeah, right there.

And I will roll through
the frequencies.

Okay.

How's...

How's that?

Anything yet?

Oh.

W- what happened?

Is everything all right?

Yeah. It's all right.

It's all right.
I'm fine.

Well, that's more than I can say
for this bucket of bolts.

So you're sure the radio
didn't make a squeak, huh?

No. No.
Nothing on the radio.

Might as well give it
a rest, Professor.

You're not going anywhere.

Captain Weaver's
completely lost it.

He's become a threat
to the entire 2nd Mass.

That doesn't scare you?

Commanding Officer gives you
an order, you obey.

10th Mountain Division?

Did you see any combat?

Iraq, Afghanistan...
damn straight.

Okay, so have I.

So has every other person
in this regiment,

both fighters
and civilians.

I had you pegged
the first time I saw you.

Big thinker,
always knows best.

See, we had a Lieutenant
like you in our outfit.

He got four
of our boys killed

while he was
just weighing his options.

You honestly believe that he's
fit to lead this mission?!

Even at half-mast,
I trust the Captain

a hell of a lot more
than I trust you.

Pope, front and center.

So, what is it?

"Sir, yes, Sir"?
"Aye, aye, Skipper"?

Cut the crap. Where do we stand
with the I. E. D.?

I'll have you all wired up
by manana. Don't fret it.

There's been a change of plan.
I need four bombs.

Can you do that?

I got the ingredients
and enough barrels,

but you split
that blasting fuse four ways,

and you're gonna have what you
call a very short interval

between lighting it
and, uh... boom.

But, yeah.

I thought we were just taking
out one leg of that thing.

If you want to get along
with me, Pope, don't think.

Just do what I tell you.

All right.

What did he want?

Weaver?

A little of this,
a little of that.

RICK:
I thought it was them at first.

You heard it, too?

I'm glad
it wasn't the Skitters.

So are you, right?

What are they trying
to do with this?

Scott thinks
he might be able to use it

to contact
resistance groups,

maybe jam the signals
between Skitters.

But if he does that,
they might not find us.

Is this, like, your new thing...
creeping me out?

Why haven't you told
the other humans about me?

Because I keep hoping
you'll stop talking like that,

realize that everything the
Skitters did to us was wrong.

You're human, too.

I don't want to be.

You're not telling them
'cause you're scared,

'cause you can feel
the change coming.

Is that why I can hear
the radio?

What's happening
to us, Rick?

I hope they come soon.

Hey, Maggie!
How was the prom?!

Bad news for us.

But it ought to make

a Skitter-killing degenerate
like you happy.

Captain.

What are you doing
back so soon?

Saw fresh signs
of Skitters and Mechs

all down 119 and Route 2.

They redeployed.

In that case, we'll just have
to punch through.

Convoy's a tempting target,
especially on the open road.

Then we'll
take back roads

and we'll crawl
through the brush.

You're dismissed.

This just keeps getting
better and better.

I'm gonna find my Dad.

Hal.

Wait up.

I don't believe this.

Weaver's holding Tom
in custody?

Danner's watching him
in the boiler room.

Tom was asking about the drugs
he was taking, and he lost it.

I'm not surprised.

I don't think Weaver wants
to hurt your Dad.

I don't know why he's doing
this, but he's a good man.

Good man or not,
he's endangering everyone here.

We got to get
my dad out.

Maybe I could help.

Dr. Glass?

Okay.

Hal, when you get Tom,
you bring him here.

Weaver ordered me
to bring down some chow.

Everybody's got
to eat, huh?

Watch him.

Ugh! Aah!

Aah!

Dad!

Give me something to tie him up!

What are you
doing here?

Well, we tried to make it to the
five-mile mark, and we couldn't.

We saw fresh signs
of Skitters and Mechs.

You tell that to Weaver?

First thing.

- What about the attack?
- He didn't care.

We are
"Punching through."

Dai's coming around.

- Dad, what are we gonna do with him?
- Leave him.

Oh. You son of a bitch.

We got to find a way to stop Weaver.

He's weak, but he'll pull through.

I know you're hurting, Dai,
but this is important.

I need to know
about Porter.

An hour after I reached
Porter's post,

the Skitters
and Mechs hit.

Porter was
pinned down...

... Probably dead by now.

Dead?

His team laid down
cover fire for me.

I got hit
when a Mech blew up.

Dai, this is important.
What were Porter's orders?

The other regiments...
they never reported in.

Runners went out,
never came back.

And Porter said

that without confirmation
the 4th and 5th were alive,

the attack should be aborted.

You told that
to Captain Weaver?

All of it.

This mission...
Is no good.

So, we're in this alone?

Weaver sure doesn't have
a problem with tall odds.

It's not like him to disobey
an order from Porter.

What is he thinking?

He's thinking he's gonna
go ahead with the mission,

facts on the ground
be damned.

So, how do we stop him?

He's got all the fighters
and all the weapons.

Most of them.

Not all.

What the hell?

What happened?

It was Mason and the kid...

Jimmy.

Jimmy?

Try to keep this
from the civilians.

We don't want a panic.

Grab four men we can trust
and find Mason.

Somebody's got their panties
in a twist.

Ben.

Been here long?

Little while.

I... I've been waiting
for you.

Well, I'm glad
for the company.

Scott, we're kind of
like friends, right?

Oh, I think it's more
than just "kind of."

Mm.

You'd keep a secret if I asked
you, wouldn't you?

Ben, what's the matter?

Actually, I'm not sure.

Can you turn it on?

The transmitter?

- Yeah.
- Why?

Please?

All right.

Okay, now, um...

Just, um, go through the
frequencies like you did before.

Ugh!

Ben!

Keep going.
Keep going.

Ugh! Ben! Hey!

Are you all right?
What's happened?

I don't know what I am.

- Maybe. Worth a shot.
- Yeah.

Dad!

Matt, what are you
doing in here?

- I told him it wasn't a good idea.
- I'm not talking to you.

Come on, go back
to the quarters right now.

- I-I was only trying to...
- I don't want to hear it. Go, right now!

- Ah.
- Go!

Everything okay, Professor?

Be a lot better if you'd stay
the hell away from my kids.

Well, I'm assuming
because of the gun there

and that look on your face,
this is something

a little bit more
than a domestic issue.

Porter's dead, the other
regiments are probably gone,

and Weaver still plans to make
the attack on the structure.

That explains
why El Capit?n asked me

to split the bomb up
into four separate charges.

What do you want with me?

You put them together.
You can take them apart.

Why the hell would I do that?

I'd say for the sake
of the 2nd Mass.

But I doubt that would mean
anything to you.

Sounds like a plan.

All you got to do now
is survive long enough

to convince those yahoos
out there that you're right.

No. All I got to do
is convince Weaver.

Captain Weaver.

Dr. Glass, I hear
that Tom has been to see you.

I need to know
where he is.

He told me what you've been
going through, Captain.

I'd feel a lot more comfortable
if you put that gun down.

Don't.

What are you gonna do?
You gonna shoot me?

I'm the optimist,
remember?

I'm still hoping that you're
gonna listen to reason.

Now, what's the operational
plan... the real one?

Rendezvous with the 4th and 5th
and launch a coordinated attack!

I talked to Dai!
Your orders were to stand down!

That's not the way
I heard it.

The mission's still a go unless the
4th and 5th are confirmed killed.

- Porter's last orders were to wait for that confirmation.
- Damn it!

The aliens have to know
we're not gonna lie down!

You think I don't want
to fight them?! Move.

This has to be done
the right way.

That means all cards
on the table

with a commanding officer

whose judgment
hasn't been compromised.

How far you gonna go
with this?

Pretty far.
I had Pope defuse the bombs.

And if you don't back off, I'm gonna be
forced to relieve you of your command.

Ah, ah!

You're fast, Maggie,
but not that fast.

Sorry... But you may want
to reconsider that, Professor.

Dad, what's he doing?
I thought you talked to him.

I did.

My apologies, Cambridge, but, uh...

I just couldn't bring myself
to defuse those charges.

I figured I had a choice

of either sitting around
or...killing cooties,

and, uh...
Cooties win every time.

But you'll be happy to know
that those bombs are beauts.

They're gonna cause
a lot of damage.

No, they won't...

because when Pope came
to warn you,

I took the blasting fuses.

Bombs are
out of commission.

Where are they?

The aliens can't kill us
fast enough?

We have to do it
for them?

Where are the damn fuses?

All right, you said

that the only way
this is gonna work

is if people have faith
in their commanding officer.

That goes both ways.

You have to have faith
in them.

I'm doing this for them,
for all of us.

All right, then tell them
the truth.

- Tell them Porter's gone...
- Dad, whoa.

...and that this attack,
whether we live or die,

isn't gonna be
just a command decision.

We don't have enough people left
for a suicide mission.

Go ahead and do it.
Go ahead.

If shooting me keeps
the 2nd Mass together,

go ahead and do it.

I'm not gonna be the one
that pulls it apart.

There's another way.

What?

You can trust our people
the way they trust you.

C- captain.

Jimmy?

We want to follow you...
All of us.

You just have to let us.

Put down your weapon.

What the hell
are you doing?

Lower your weapon.

I'm not saying
you're right.

But they deserve to know
the facts of the mission.

Call for volunteers.
But they got to hear both sides.

And they will...

'cause you'll be
right there beside me.

Jimmy, gather everyone
in the gym.

10 minutes.

Y- yes, Sir.

You sure
you're ready for this?

Yeah.

By the way, I quit taking
those pills since we got back.

I don't need to tell you people
what's at stake.

We all been living on the edge
since these alien things came.

Tomorrow's assault
on the structure in Boston

was meant to be
a first strike...

a coordinated attack

with the support of two other
Massachusetts regiments.

However...

Colonel Porter lost contact
with these regiments

several days ago.

And now it looks

as if the colonel himself
might have been lost.

Dai brought back
the Colonel's last order...

abort the mission

unless we can confirm the
existence of these other units.

We still don't know
if these other units exist...

or if they intend to carry out
the attack as planned.

But I know...

that if there's
a breath left...

in any of those men,

they will do their damnedest
to carry out this attack.

And if that happens,
despite Porter's order...

the 2nd Mass has to be there
to back them up.

But this attack,

as critical as it is,

cannot be our only objective.

We have a responsibility...

an obligation...

to...
protect our civilians.

And sometimes,
in our desire to strike back,

we forget...

that they represent our future.

So I'm asking for volunteers.

I need 50 fighters
for this mission.

If you're with me,
meet me in front.

I'm in.

Go to the front.

- Let's do this.
- Let's get this job done, man.

It's time
for some payback.

Let's go, guys.

Aw, hell.

It's true.

The fighters can't do this

unless they know their people
are in good hands.

It's gonna
sound strange,

but I wish I was going
with you.

Porter knew
what he was doing

when he made you
my second-in-command.

Keep these people safe.

Okay everybody, let's get our gear together.

We want to be able to move out

as soon as our strike team
comes home.

What's with
the stink eye, kid?

I know
what you did to my dad.

Is that right?

He thought
he could trust you.

But he couldn't.
Nobody can.

Trust...
Is an overrated commodity.

The truth is,
you little punk,

you're the kind of a kid who
should listen to his old man.

That way, there's no chance
of ending up like me.

I'll never be like you.

That's pretty sweet,

you getting put in your place
by an 8-year-old.

So, first you're with Tom,
then you're with Weaver.

What? So you're talking
to me now?

Just this once.

What the hell
is your plan, Pope?

My plan, little Miss Midwife
with the heart of gold?

You know me, Margaret.
What you see is what you get.

I'm just another
upstanding member

of the grand and glorious
2nd Massachusetts.

So you're going through
with this attack.

It's my duty
to both God and country.

You know, I didn't see you

volunteering for
the Captain's Blitzkrieg here.

Yeah, I don't ride
with sociopaths.

You should remember that,
if it wasn't for me,

you'd just be another
little Mech speck on a wall.

I don't forget anything you did,
not a second of it.

And I know exactly what you'll do to
these people if you get the chance.

These people?

Damn it, Maggie.
You drank the Kool-Aid.

Do you actually think
for a second that humankind

has even a hope in hell
in this war to end all wars?

Let's just say
I'm along for the ride,

and if I find you
crossing them,

I'm gonna show you
exactly what you left behind.

And I don't think
you're gonna like it.

Sure be something to see,
though!

Hal!

You're right
about Weaver, but...

when you get down to it,
well, he's right, too.

They got enough fighters.
You don't have to do this.

Yes, I do.
I actually do.

You got to stay here,

and you got to take care
of the civilians,

just like you've been taking
care of me, Matt, and Ben

this whole time.

And I got to do this...
For mom...

and Ben,
and for Karen.

There'll be other battles.

Not if we don't show them
we're not backing down.

We got to hit them
with everything we got.

We got to make them
rethink this war.

Weaver can get us
to Boston.

And once we get there,

we're gonna blow that structure
straight to hell.

Nothing I can say
to you, huh?

You could wish me luck.

Good luck.

All right, good luck.

Tom.

Mech bullets.

Thought you might
need them.

Good hunting.

Dad! Dad, I have
to talk to you.

Scott was running these tests
with the transmitter, um...

Yeah.

...trying to see if he could
block the signals

between the Skitters
and the Mechs.

Yeah, j... like a, you know,
a jamming signal.

Yeah. How would... how would you
even know if that worked?

We wouldn't, but...

we were running some tests,

going through
the frequencies.

And what?

I could hear it.

Move out!