Falling Skies (2011–2015): Season 5, Episode 1 - Find Your Warrior - full transcript

Tom Mason. It's about time.

You are safe and sound.
We come in peace.

The only thing we have to fear

is fear itself.

Who's there?
The enemy ofmy enemy

- is my friend.
- Show yourself.

Tom Mason. It's about time.

Oh, my God.

You're beautiful.

What is it? You look pale.

Rebecca?



Wait.

What are you doing here?

Where are we?

Nice try, Tom.

You promised me we'd talk before dinner.

How did we get home?

This is just another game.

This is another game.

What do you want, Rebecca?

The cancer's back.
We have decisions to make.

I remember this conversation.

I know.

Me, too.

They say with breast cancer,



you're not out of the woods
for five years.

It's been four.

I almost made it.

But this time...

The radiation, like we talked about,
would be the safest.

It's not enough.

What do you mean?

I want to do the chemo, too,
hit it with both barrels.

Just a round of radiation,

and maybe this monster
goes back into remission.

But maybe not.

Then we have to
have this conversation again.

And again and again.

I'm tired of running for my life.

I want to eradicate this

so that it leaves me and never comes back.

I don't want to just survive.

I want to take back control of my life,

of our lives.

Don't you?

Yes.

I am so tired.

And you can't be afraid.

You never know where a rogue cell
might be hiding.

We have to stop reacting.
We have to kill it at its source.

You have to get mad, Tom.

More than mad.

Tap into your primal rage
until this is over,

even if it costs you.

Okay?

Find your warrior.

It's time. They're waiting.

Dan, they're your soldiers.

They're your people, Anne.
They need to hear from you.

I know it hurts,

but you gotta own the pain
so that you can get through it.

Okay.

Own it.

It's been two days.

No sign of Lexi and Tom.

So, I'm just gonna say
what you're all already thinking.

They're gone.

That's the bad news.

The good news,
they succeeded in their mission.

They succeeded.

The Espheni power core is down.

And in the days leading up to our victory,

we witnessed a mass exodus of their ships
leaving our planet.

We don't know why,

but we know they have their work
cut out for them now,

dealing with the mess
we just made for them.

And that means one thing.

For once,

we have the upper hand.

So, let's do this!

My husband and my daughter gave
their lives so that we could finish this.

And that's what we're gonna do.

Finish it.

I know that some of you
can never forgive Lexi.

There are days I'm not sure
I've even forgiven her.

But whatever she was guilty of,

there's no denying
the sacrifice that she made

with her true father by her side.

They flung themselves
into the unknown for us.

That was my husband.

That was my daughter.

That was my family.

I want these barricades
up by nightfall!

Move!

What's the matter, Butterfield?
Is that too heavy for you?

You want me to get one of the
little children to carry it for you?

Hey, Colonel!

What's with this barricade?
The power core's down.

We need to hit them now.
We need to hit them hard.

What we're not gonna do
is spend another night

risking any surprise ambushes.

What are you talking about?
They're not gonna attack anybody.

They're running scared.

It's not the time to get cocky.
We need to be smart.

We're shoring up our defense

so we can get through the night
in one piece.

Relax. Hunting season opens
at first light.

Yes, sir.

Let's move!

Come on!

Find your warrior.

That's far enough.

Mason.

No, no, no.

You have got to be kidding me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hang on.

Don't do that.

Let me get this straight.

You hijack an alien ship,
fly a one-way ticket to the moon,

get lost somewhere up there
in the void of the galaxy,

and you still won't die.

What's in the bag, Cambridge?

Hey, hold on a second.
Wait one damn second!

What the hell happened to you?

Oh, my God.

Tom?

Oh, God.

If I'm dreaming,
I don't ever want to wake up.

- Are you okay?
- I'm okay.

You have to tell me.

Lexi?

She saved us all.

Is that some kind of new Volm toy?

- Have you used it before?
- Relax.

It's gonna detect abnormalities
faster than I can right now.

I think if I had been force-fed eye worms,
I would know it.

Has a certain subtle, tell-tale feeling
like electroshock therapy.

So, you've told us everything

- about the Overlord...
- Of course.

Yeah, and your last-second
escape from the Beamer and...

But you haven't told us
how the hell you got back here.

You're all clean.

- What?
- Take that off.

- My necklace?
- Take it off.

Take it off. I don't want you to wear it.

- What?
- I'll explain it to you later.

Just trust me.

Thank you.

Yeah, anyway, like I said,

I was back in my bedroom in Boston.

You mean back home?

Yeah, except it wasn't a dream.
It was a memory.

And it wasn't invasive,
like with the Espheni.

It was, um...

There was something very vivid about it,
almost pleasant.

Warm.

It was coming from
somebody who really knew me.

Somebody that knew you?

Well, what was it?

The memory was a long time ago

when your mom,

Rebecca, had breast cancer.

Only there was something even
unnatural about her.

It was like it was her, but it wasn't her.

I wish I could remember more.

Okay.

I think you were hypothermic,

hallucinating in that freezing Beamer
that was spinning into space,

and that's how you're
coming up with these visions.

Yeah, but how did he get from space...

To the ocean? I don't know.

Maybe when you were incapacitated,
there was some autopilot function

that landed the Beamer in the water
or ejected you.

That's as good of an explanation
as I've heard so far.

Or maybe the Beamer sank.

Maybe none of that matters.

Exactly.

You're right.

All that matters is that you're back.

Exactly.

I wish I had
a better story to tell you.

I really do, because, let's face it,

my sudden return here is a little freaky.

No.

I got a clean bill of health.

So, as I know more, you'll know more.

And in the meantime, uh, as you've heard,

Anne and I lost our daughter
on this mission.

And what I'm about to say

may strike some of you as a little unusual
coming from me.

But I'm doing a lot of thinking
about what it's meant

to pay for this war
with people that I love.

And one thing is clear. I'm mad.

Every single person here
has lost someone that they love,

someone who's made the ultimate sacrifice
for the greater good.

And for those sacrifices to mean anything,
we're gonna have to win this war.

Yeah!

And to win the war,
I'm gonna need you to get mad with me!

I'm not talking about anger.
I'm talking about rage.

- Yeah!
- You think you're mad, but you're not.

It's human nature
to take your foot off the gas

right before the finish line.

We're not gonna do that!

This is the time for overkill,

to fire both barrels,
to use everything we've got!

- Yeah!
- Our enemy is still out there,

but they're unprotected
and they're vulnerable,

and they are just waiting for us
to take them out,

if we've got the will to do it!

Yeah!
Hell, yeah!

Because when the last bullet
goes into the last Skitter,

this war is over!

Yeah!

Soon the time will come

for us to go back to being
doctors and bricklayers,

schoolteachers, mothers and fathers.

But that time is not now.

That is not who we are.

Right now, we are warriors!

And so I'm putting a challenge
to each and every one of you

to find your warrior.

The Espheni are on their heels now.

Should be a turkey shoot.

Skitters, Hornets, anything with a pulse,
we take out.

Right. First we gotta go after
the heart of their war machine,

which is its tech.

We gotta dismantle as much as we can,
as fast as we can.

Beamers and Mechs?

Not much of a threat
with the power core gone.

Cochise, can we count on
help from the Volm?

We're gonna need air attacks
to accelerate this plan.

Our fleet consists of only three galleons
of heavy bombers,

which lack the surgical strike ability
to target the enemy as you suggest.

Collateral damage would be incalculable.

I guarantee the Espheni are trying
to get their weapons back online,

so we can't just talk about this.

We gotta find a way to locate their tech.

I am able to obtain longitudinal data
from our recon drones.

The batteries are still emitting
enough energy to provide a ping beacon.

And, indeed, I have located
Mechs and Beamers

within a three-sectored radius
of our position.

Three. One, two, and three.

We're gonna have to be careful.

They might have enough battery energy left
to fry us where we stand.

Alpha, Bravo, Charlie teams,
everybody gets a vehicle.

Alpha team goes north along the Savannah,

Bravo team goes west over this hill,
and Charlie team drives south

- to Baldwin Park.
- I guess nobody's told you.

We don't have anything
with an engine and four wheels.

Disabled Beamer fell into our lot
when the power grid went down.

- What? Are you...
- Yeah. Got one truck. Not ready yet.

Are you kidding me?
What exactly is the plan then?

We're gonna explore these things on foot?

It's gonna have to be slow going.
That's what it's gonna...

Just expand our radius mile by mile
till we take over the entire block?

How is it we don't have any vehicles?

I've been assured that other militias
will follow suit.

What? What? Did you say other militias?

Other human militias?

Our galleons have confirmed
317 militias worldwide,

the largest so far in Sao Paulo,
Cape Town,

and Tucson, Arizona.

Militias.

Armed and ready to fight.

In that way, they are prepared.

They lack organization, however,
a plan, a leader.

And a way to communicate with each other,
except through the Volm.

Hmm.

Well, make sure you tell them
what we're doing,

and hopefully,
we can all get on the same page.

We can wipe these bastards out together.

Hey.

I know you're hurting
more than you let on.

It's not hard to tell or feel.

I promised to protect her.
It should have been me on that Beamer.

Well, you gotta let it go, Ben.

You know,
it's time to move on for all of us.

I'll catch you guys up there.

Hey, man.

Hi.

I miss her, too.

Hey, could you give us a minute?

Yeah.

All right.

We gotta stick together, brother.

So, we got a job.

UM, Weaver wants to take off ASAP.

You're on Bravo team.

What team are you on?

I'm on Alpha.

And Maggie?

Alpha.

Right. Gotta stick together.

Alpha team's locked and loaded.

Bravo team, we're a go.

I just can't believe it.
Can we talk to these other militias?

Soon, we hope.

In the meantime,
we'll just stay focused on the mission.

As you should.

- Thank you, Shaq.
- Welcome.

What about the Overlords?

Didn't Cochise estimate
that there were 500 worldwide?

I mean, do they really think they bailed
before their power went down?

I think most of them died trying.

I saw an Espheni ship crash
on my way back to camp.

- I doubt it was the only one.
- I hope so.

The cost was high.
Matt, stay back at camp.

I'm coming this time.

I don't think so.

Tom?

Okay.

You can come.

Stay close, though, huh?

Let's move out!

Go, go, go, go!

Okay.

- Charges set?
- Two support beams on the south.

- One in the front.
- Two in the back.

Should take the Beamer
out of commission for good.

- All right.
- Three, two...

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Look over there.

They're going after that dead cow.

It's not very often you see them alone
out here like this,

with no formations.

There's no Overlord.

They're completely chaotic without them.

Man, those Skitters are starving.

Looks like they'll eat anything,
even each other.

Like a bunch of wild animals.

And just as stupid.

Man.

For the first time in three years,
this is gonna be a damn carnival.

All right, and I'm gonna win you
a giant stuffed panda bear.

Oh, no, no, no.

We got a little opportunity here.

Kill a bunch of birds with one stone?

Good thinking.

Wait for it.

Whoo!

- Nice!
- That was nice.

There's a lot more where that came from.

I think so.

If you're not too afraid.

Oh, please.
Not with you here to protect me.

Team Alpha already
hit their targets. Our turn.

Less than 300 meters from Espheni tech.

Lightning strike,
then get the hell out of dodge.

Loose arrowhead, on me.

- Is this "dodge"?
- Shut up.

Hey, whoa! Cease fire!

They're not shooting back.

Just enough juice left in them
to give us a scare.

Easy, though.

Let's get to it.

Salvage anything you think we can use.

So many possibilities.

So little time.

What is it?

That is our target.

It's an Overlord escape pod
from a cruiser,

remote controlled.

Yeah, it doesn't look like
the kind of thing

we ever want to come back online.

The damage looks pretty significant.

I don't think anybody
could have survived that.

Better safe than sorry.

- Want to blow some stuff up?
- Yeah.

Scotty, you got those bombs?

Yes, sir.

They've got us surrounded.

It's a trap.

Stay loose.

Matt, watch your flank.

Easy, easy.

Cochise.

What's taking them so long?

Tom Mason must be in trouble.

I'm so glad I brought you along.

Charlie team needs backup!

We're moving out! Now.

Let's go!

Scotty!

Is he gonna make it?

He's gone.

Scotty, I'm still gonna need your help.

- Cover me.
- Where the hell are you going?

Cover me!

Shit!

Show me what you've got.

Don't fight it.

Thank you, Scotty.

I'm sorry.

It's okay. It's okay.

Let go.

Come and get it!

Come on! Keep coming closer.

Let go.

Just let go.

Okay, three, two, one!

Run. Run!

Oh, Thank you, Daniel F. Weaver.

- Shoot the bombs!
- I'm jammed.

I'm out.

Shoot the bombs!

Sara! Take the shot!

Shoot the bombs!

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

AII right!

Yeah!

I got it?

Nice shot.

Thank God for small miracles.

Nice shooting, Tex.

Whoo-hoo!

I notice Ben and I
were put on separate teams.

Was that intentional?

Of course not.

You're still not letting this go.

How about this?

Oh, Christ. Here we go.

Not letting you go.

So, what do you think about that?

Well, I didn't know you had a hold on me,
in the first place.

What, did we sign papers?

You know what I mean.

- I care about you, Maggie.
- Right.

Well, that's not the first time
you've said that.

Yeah, well, it might be the last.

I mean, what do you want me to say?

All right, all right, all right.

I'm in love with you. Do you know that?

And, yeah, I love Ben.

And I'm asking you to hurt him,

to break his heart so you can be with me.

So, there. Then that's everything.

I love you, too, Hal.

I just can't stop...

- Stop what?
- These feelings for Ben,

I can't control them, okay?

And neither can you.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

I think next time, I'll stay at camp.

Maybe I shouldn't have brought him along.

Ben was his age, though.

He's 14. He's spinning a bit,
seeing what you did with Scotty.

- So am I.
- I did what I had to do.

I didn't do anything that you didn't do,
gutting that Skitter very intimately.

I want to know what I'm killing
with precision and understanding.

I want to own it.

When you made me take that necklace off,

you didn't want me getting lost
in depression, in Lexi.

- Wait.
- No, no, no. I get it.

I just don't want to get lost
in rage, either.

Dad. The Skitters set a trap for you?

It was like they knew we were coming.

Which means that they're being controlled
by an Overlord nearby.

We need to flush him out somehow

while there's no Beamers or Mechs
to protect him.

If you don't mind my saying,

these teams are exhausted from battle.

We can't think
in terms of battles anymore.

We're winning a war.

And if there's an Overlord nearby,
that's a game changer.

Okay, we need
a little data checklist.

Let's start with you, Hal. Go.

The Skitters we saw
were definitely in a...

- What would you call it?
- A feral state.

There's no way they were under
Overlord control.

They were practically eating each other.

Overlords can only control Skitters
within a five-mile range.

Is that true?

Your Skitters were rabid.
Ours were definitely not.

No, they were organized.
They were controlled.

Your Overlord must be
within a five-mile radius of the ambush.

So, he has to be hiding in that circle.

Easy. Maggie and I crisscross
the five-mile radius

- until our spikes draw...
- You don't wanna

be reckless.
You'll draw the enemy right to you,

putting us in danger of another
surprise ambush.

Glad we could help.

No, let's just I.D. every
defensible position within this area.

Places big enough for an Overlord
to harbor a Skitter nest for cover.

There's a few structures here
matching that description.

- All right. Let's hear them.
- Okay.

Got a canning factory off Route 80.

Hotels over here.

Woodrow Wilson High School.

- A shopping mall.
- Wait a second.

- What?
- What was it?

- Got a Woodrow Wilson High School.
- That's it.

Tom?

Tom?

- Hey.
- That's it.

Woodrow Wilson High School.
That's where he's hiding.

All due respect, Professor,
how you know that?

I just do. That's where he is.

Woodrow Wilson High School.
That's where we gotta go.

Don't worry. I'm on it.

Hmm.

Look, since you're acting a little crazy
and you want me to support...

I know where we're supposed to go, Anne.
I'm sure of it.

I saw it in that memory.

Wait, you never said anything
about Woodrow Wilson...

Well, it didn't mean anything
to me before,

but I saw a bust of Woodrow Wilson
in my bedroom.

And I never owned
a bust of Woodrow Wilson.

Is there anything else that you remember?

Grover Cleveland? Jerry Ford?

I think this is important,
and I don't think we should ignore it.

- How do you know it's not a trap?
- Because...

Whoever or whatever helped me,

they saved my life
and they brought me back here.

Why set a trap if you've already got me?

I don't know why they gave me this clue.

You already let me go to the moon.

You telling me
you're afraid of high school?

Isn't everybody?

Yeah, fine. Woodrow Wilson it is.

You're totally sure about this?

Damn straight.

Game on.

Ben, Maggie.

Let's go.

All clear.

You guys feel anything?

- No. You?
- Nothing.

Oh, no.

What is that?

The bleachers.

They're moving.

Hal! Dingaan!

Let's see what those things can do!

Wait. Let me go first.

- I want to win my own panda bear.
- Good girl.

I don't get it.

I could have sworn I heard something.

Deni!

Anthony!

Help!

Tom Mason. It's about time.

You never know where a rogue cell
might be hiding.

We have to stop reacting.
We have to kill it at its source.

Ben.

What the hell are you doing down here?

Ben, disconnect and get out of here.

Let him go, right now.

I am unarmed.

Let him go, and then
we'll all leave here peacefully.

You have become a savage killer.
Your son is my only leverage.

Oh, you don't have any leverage.

I could shoot you right now,
and all Ben gets is a headache.

How does that feel, to be afraid?

- I am not afraid of you.
- Let him go.

I am not afraid.

I'm not afraid, either.

Let's go.

Deni. Poor thing.

- You all right?
- I'm fine.

I'm fine.

'Cause they're gonna pay
for what they did to Deni.

I didn't know you guys were friends.

There are only a few of us, you know?

We understood each other.

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