Gargoyles (1994–1996): Season 2, Episode 37 - The New Olympians - full transcript
Upon arriving at the hidden city of New Olympus, Elisa is arrested by the human hating populace.
GOLIATH: 1,000 years ago,
superstition
and the sword ruled.
It was a time of darkness.
It was a world of fear.
It was the age of gargoyles.
Stone by day,
warriors by night.
(GUTTERAL SCREAM)
We were betrayed by the humans
we had sworn to protect,
frozen in stone
by a magic spell
for a thousand years.
Now, here in Manhattan...
the spell is broken
and we live again!
We are Defenders of the Night.
We are gargoyles!
NARRATOR:
Previously onGargoyles...
(SCREAMING)
(GROWLING)
ARCHMAGE:
Give him the Eye of Odin.
(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)
(SCREAMING)
Souvenirs?
I’m personally
going to ensure
that the Phoenix Gate
and the Eye of Odin
are never used again.
Whew, how come it got
so cold all of a sudden?
Believe it or not,
we’ve hit ice.
I believe it.
At least, we can walk
to shore.
We never got to see
ice or snow on Avalon.
It’s enough to
take your breath away.
Ugh, I can vouch for that.
Welcome to Norway.
These days, we don’t get
to see many gargoyles
up here
in the Norse country.
-You know us?
-Let’s just say
I am well-versed in matters
of myth and legend.
I see the maiden is in dire need
of warm clothing.
She is welcome to this,
provided you are amenable
to a fair trade.
What do you want in trade?
Something I need,
that you have
no intention of using.
The coat is hers
if you give me
the Eye of Odin.
No!
You can’t do it, Goliath.
It’s too dangerous
for anyone to have.
Unfortunate but true.
I cannot consent
to such a trade.
Perhaps
something else might...
You will live to
regret that decision.
But given
the frigid temperature,
she will not.
GOLIATH:
Wait! Who are you?
(TREMBLING)
This isn’t your fault, Goliath.
It is not a matter of fault,
but of responsibility.
It is my duty
to protect you.
(WIND WHOOSHING)
ERIK: Today was
your best game yet, Gunther.
You were the star
of your team.
Well, you’re
a great teacher, Papa.
What was that?
Hold on, son!
GUNTHER: Good brakes, Papa.
(SIGHS) Let’s hope
we have enough traction
to back up, huh?
(GEAR WHIRRING)
(GASPS)
(TIRES SQUEALING)
Where did you come from?
(TREMBLING)
That’s a long story.
My name’s Elisa Maza. I’m...
Tell me later.
Let’s get you in
out of the cold.
(CAR DOOR CLOSING)
I’m Erik Sturluson.
This is my son, Gunther.
Our farm is just up the road.
You’re an American?
Looks like
she’s in good hands.
What do we do?
We stay close.
Elisa will probably need
some time to recover.
At least a day.
We’ll have to find
a hiding place in the woods.
Now that we know
Elisa is all right,
we can rest in peace.
Papa, her story
doesn’t make sense.
If Elisa was out hiking
when the storm came up,
why wasn’t
she wearing a parka?
Do not pry, son.
When she wants to tell us
what really happened,
she will.
ANGELA: How do you suppose
that old man
knew you were carrying
the Eye of Odin?
I do not know.
But I do know
what happened
when the Archmage
and Fox donned the Eye.
Both of them manifested
their inner selves
and transformed
into fearsome menaces
beyond anyone’s control.
Such power is far too dangerous
for anyone to tamper with.
(GROWLING)
He hears something.
What is it, Bronx?
-(ROARING)
-(GRUNTS)
(BARKING)
(GROWLING)
It took your pouch!
He’s mine!
(GROWLS)
(GRUNTS)
(SNARLING)
ANGELA: How does something
that big just disappear?
That was no ordinary bear.
It had one eye
just like the old man.
I think they were
one and the same.
Whoever is vying with me
for the Eye of Odin is
capable of sorcery.
Do you think
he will try again?
Without question.
That is why
we need to get to Elisa
and get out of here.
Quickly.
(CHUCKLES POLITELY)
You’re certain you won’t
miss this sweater?
(CHUCKLES) Please take it.
I am rich in sweaters.
(HORSE WHINNYING)
Get down!
I’ve come for you, maiden!
Then try and catch me!
(WHINNYING)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
It’s him again!
He’s got Elisa!
Hear me, gargoyle!
This is Odin
who speaks to you!
I tried barter
and I tried fair combat.
You have left me no choice.
Return my Eye
or forfeit the maiden’s life.
Odin!
Odin himself is my enemy!
If you turn over the Eye,
Odin becomes powerful enough
to destroy us.
But if you don’t...
(WHINNYING)
Make your choice, gargoyle!
Goliath, don’t do it!
Don’t let him have it!
Quiet, wench!
ODIN: I am not
the most patient of gods.
Father? (GASPS)
(ROARING)
Unhand her, old man.
Now!
(WHINNYING)
This calls for
a change in strategy.
(AIR WHOOSHING)
(WHINNYING)
I will let you off
lightly this time, Odin.
The Eye is mine now.
Threaten any
of these people again
and the next time,
I will not be so generous.
This isn’t over!
Oh, Elisa, the sun.
The most glorious sun.
I’ve dreamed of feeling
its golden warmth.
You’re not turning to stone.
I am no longer
subject to that restriction.
The Eye has granted
amazing powers,
the extent of which
I do not fully comprehend.
Is it safe?
This form is but
a powerful manifestation
of my inner self.
If you trust me,
we should be fine.
You know I trust you.
But maybe you should
take the Eye off now.
A long day lies ahead.
I wouldn’t be able to protect
all of you if I turn to stone.
I guess you have a point.
Papa?
Elisa? (STAMMERS)
Will you please
explain what...
You have nothing
more to fear, friend.
I shall permit no harm
to befall you or your son.
I’ll make sure Odin is
nowhere in the vicinity.
In the meantime, perhaps
you’d better bring your
friends up to date.
Um, so... Heh.
Where should I start?
ERIK: From all you’ve told us
about these amazing
gargoyle creatures,
it sounds like we’re
in good hands with your Goliath.
We’ve been through
a lot together
and he hasn’t let me down yet.
Look, Papa.
Another storm is starting up.
Bad news, I’m afraid.
This is Odin
venting his rage.
And he’s only just begun.
Your farmhouse will not
withstand the fury to come.
I cannot ensure
your protection here.
Thirty kilometers
to the north,
there’s a cave where I sometimes
take Gunther exploring.
It’s large enough
for all of us.
A cave?
Yes, a cave would be ideal.
Pack your essentials.
What about Angela and Bronx?
We will pack them, too.
(AIR WHOOSHING)
GUNTHER:
"Slepnir," that’s what Odin
calls his battle stallion.
We read all about
the Norse gods in school.
And the Storm God Odin
was their warrior king.
I always assumed
Odin was just a myth.
It’s still difficult
to accept him as a reality.
I know what you mean.
I used to think
gargoyles were just
glorified rain spouts.
The sun’s almost down, Erik.
You’d better pull over.
GUNTHER:
Now this I want to see!
(CHUCKLES)
It’ll be hard to miss.
(GROWLING)
Hi! You must be Angela.
Uh, yes, I am.
(WIND WHOOSHING)
Odin’s attacking again.
Erik, how much further
to your cave?
Just around the next bend.
I’ll make sure the way
is clear of danger.
The rest of you stay here.
Whatever you say, Goliath.
I see he’s still
wearing the Eye.
Yeah, well, I guess
Odin’s still a threat.
Everything looks secure.
After you’re all inside,
I’ll fortify the area.
Hmm. He has a one track mind,
doesn’t he?
(CHUCKLES) Like I told you,
gargoyles are born to protect.
GOLIATH: You’ll be safe here
from Odin’s tantrums.
How long do you figure
we’ll have to lay low, Goliath?
GUNTHER:
Take a look, everyone.
The storm has passed.
Maybe Odin’s
given up already.
It’s far more likely
he’s just biding his time
before the next tempest.
Gunther,
help the others unpack.
I’ll see what I can do
about finding an adequate door.
Looks like Odin’s at it again.
Or is he?
He’s the one
creating the storms?
As I feared,
Odin has unleashed...
Is there a problem?
You’re the problem, Goliath.
We know
you created the storms.
It’s true.
I used the storms
to motivate you into this cave.
-Why?
-For your own safety.
As long as Odin
remains at large,
you are all at serious risk.
I must engage Odin in battle
and destroy him utterly.
Only then will it be safe
for any of you to emerge.
This doesn’t sound like you.
It’s the Eye.
The Eye has gone to your head.
The Eye has simply
made me a better protector.
That is all
you need to know.
Goliath, wait!
(GRUNTING)
This isn’t protection, it’s...
It’s imprisonment.
Your Goliath is a tyrant!
(WHIMPERS)
Trust me, Erik.
(SIGHS)
This isn’t our Goliath.
I know you’re still
out there, old man.
I say we settle
this score here and now!
Very well, gargoyle.
Odin accepts your challenge.
I am too fast
for you, old man.
We shall see.
(GROANING)
Return what is mine, gargoyle,
and we can end
this senseless strife.
Why should I want
the battle to end?
(GROANS)
(GRUNTING)
So far it hasn’t
budged an inch.
You think
I haven’t noticed that?
(GROWLING)
No wonder you’ve
been pacing yourself.
Without your Eye,
you’re not what you used to be.
What I lack in strength,
I have more than
gained in wisdom.
Then have the wisdom
to yield.
Now that I know
the Eye enables me
to absorb your powers,
your defeat is certain.
ODIN:
I did not draw your craft
to this land to suffer defeat.
You’re on my turf, monster.
In possession of my property.
In possession of your power.
Never again will you threaten
those I care about.
I am not the threat.
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
Your day has
come and gone, Odin.
We shall see...
ANGELA: It’s no use, Elisa.
Nothing is happening!
Don’t give up.
Everyone, give it
everything you’ve got!
Is it just me or did that
feel like progress?
(BARKING)
You know what
we have to do.
(SIGHS) Yes.
(BARKS)
GOLIATH: How frustrating
for you, old man,
to be so close to death
and rejuvenation
at the same time.
ELISA: Goliath,
listen to yourself.
You’ve become a monster!
It’s the Eye. You’ve become
possessed by the Eye,
just like Fox
and the Archmage.
This is what you offer
in exchange for my protection?
-Disobedience?
-What you’re doing now
isn’t for our protection,
it’s for the Eye!
The Eye has corrupted you!
(GOLIATH GROANING)
You have
betrayed me too, little one?
(GROANS)
Very well.
My protection is withdrawn.
It is my wrath
you must face now.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(BRONX BARKING)
Now, where were we?
The fissure is closing!
Bronx, Angela, move!
(GRUNTING)
Help!
Help me, Father!
Please protect me!
Angela? What have I become?
(SCREAMING)
ELISA:
You took quite a chance.
Hmm, wish I’d thought of it.
ELISA: It’s about time
you came around.
But is he himself again?
Jalapena,
do I have a headache.
(LAUGHS)
That’s our Goliath.
The Eye!
Where is the Eye?
ODIN: Where it
always belonged, gargoyle,
with the original owner.
I apologize for
any trouble I caused
in my efforts to reclaim it.
It seems I am out of practice
dealing directly with mortals.
(WHINNYING)
I owe you an apology as well.
It seems I am unaccustomed
to dealing with
a god or being one.
Then we have all gained rare
enlightenment this night,
the Eye’s standard gift.
Onward, Slepnir.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
superstition
and the sword ruled.
It was a time of darkness.
It was a world of fear.
It was the age of gargoyles.
Stone by day,
warriors by night.
(GUTTERAL SCREAM)
We were betrayed by the humans
we had sworn to protect,
frozen in stone
by a magic spell
for a thousand years.
Now, here in Manhattan...
the spell is broken
and we live again!
We are Defenders of the Night.
We are gargoyles!
NARRATOR:
Previously onGargoyles...
(SCREAMING)
(GROWLING)
ARCHMAGE:
Give him the Eye of Odin.
(ELECTRICAL CRACKLING)
(SCREAMING)
Souvenirs?
I’m personally
going to ensure
that the Phoenix Gate
and the Eye of Odin
are never used again.
Whew, how come it got
so cold all of a sudden?
Believe it or not,
we’ve hit ice.
I believe it.
At least, we can walk
to shore.
We never got to see
ice or snow on Avalon.
It’s enough to
take your breath away.
Ugh, I can vouch for that.
Welcome to Norway.
These days, we don’t get
to see many gargoyles
up here
in the Norse country.
-You know us?
-Let’s just say
I am well-versed in matters
of myth and legend.
I see the maiden is in dire need
of warm clothing.
She is welcome to this,
provided you are amenable
to a fair trade.
What do you want in trade?
Something I need,
that you have
no intention of using.
The coat is hers
if you give me
the Eye of Odin.
No!
You can’t do it, Goliath.
It’s too dangerous
for anyone to have.
Unfortunate but true.
I cannot consent
to such a trade.
Perhaps
something else might...
You will live to
regret that decision.
But given
the frigid temperature,
she will not.
GOLIATH:
Wait! Who are you?
(TREMBLING)
This isn’t your fault, Goliath.
It is not a matter of fault,
but of responsibility.
It is my duty
to protect you.
(WIND WHOOSHING)
ERIK: Today was
your best game yet, Gunther.
You were the star
of your team.
Well, you’re
a great teacher, Papa.
What was that?
Hold on, son!
GUNTHER: Good brakes, Papa.
(SIGHS) Let’s hope
we have enough traction
to back up, huh?
(GEAR WHIRRING)
(GASPS)
(TIRES SQUEALING)
Where did you come from?
(TREMBLING)
That’s a long story.
My name’s Elisa Maza. I’m...
Tell me later.
Let’s get you in
out of the cold.
(CAR DOOR CLOSING)
I’m Erik Sturluson.
This is my son, Gunther.
Our farm is just up the road.
You’re an American?
Looks like
she’s in good hands.
What do we do?
We stay close.
Elisa will probably need
some time to recover.
At least a day.
We’ll have to find
a hiding place in the woods.
Now that we know
Elisa is all right,
we can rest in peace.
Papa, her story
doesn’t make sense.
If Elisa was out hiking
when the storm came up,
why wasn’t
she wearing a parka?
Do not pry, son.
When she wants to tell us
what really happened,
she will.
ANGELA: How do you suppose
that old man
knew you were carrying
the Eye of Odin?
I do not know.
But I do know
what happened
when the Archmage
and Fox donned the Eye.
Both of them manifested
their inner selves
and transformed
into fearsome menaces
beyond anyone’s control.
Such power is far too dangerous
for anyone to tamper with.
(GROWLING)
He hears something.
What is it, Bronx?
-(ROARING)
-(GRUNTS)
(BARKING)
(GROWLING)
It took your pouch!
He’s mine!
(GROWLS)
(GRUNTS)
(SNARLING)
ANGELA: How does something
that big just disappear?
That was no ordinary bear.
It had one eye
just like the old man.
I think they were
one and the same.
Whoever is vying with me
for the Eye of Odin is
capable of sorcery.
Do you think
he will try again?
Without question.
That is why
we need to get to Elisa
and get out of here.
Quickly.
(CHUCKLES POLITELY)
You’re certain you won’t
miss this sweater?
(CHUCKLES) Please take it.
I am rich in sweaters.
(HORSE WHINNYING)
Get down!
I’ve come for you, maiden!
Then try and catch me!
(WHINNYING)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
It’s him again!
He’s got Elisa!
Hear me, gargoyle!
This is Odin
who speaks to you!
I tried barter
and I tried fair combat.
You have left me no choice.
Return my Eye
or forfeit the maiden’s life.
Odin!
Odin himself is my enemy!
If you turn over the Eye,
Odin becomes powerful enough
to destroy us.
But if you don’t...
(WHINNYING)
Make your choice, gargoyle!
Goliath, don’t do it!
Don’t let him have it!
Quiet, wench!
ODIN: I am not
the most patient of gods.
Father? (GASPS)
(ROARING)
Unhand her, old man.
Now!
(WHINNYING)
This calls for
a change in strategy.
(AIR WHOOSHING)
(WHINNYING)
I will let you off
lightly this time, Odin.
The Eye is mine now.
Threaten any
of these people again
and the next time,
I will not be so generous.
This isn’t over!
Oh, Elisa, the sun.
The most glorious sun.
I’ve dreamed of feeling
its golden warmth.
You’re not turning to stone.
I am no longer
subject to that restriction.
The Eye has granted
amazing powers,
the extent of which
I do not fully comprehend.
Is it safe?
This form is but
a powerful manifestation
of my inner self.
If you trust me,
we should be fine.
You know I trust you.
But maybe you should
take the Eye off now.
A long day lies ahead.
I wouldn’t be able to protect
all of you if I turn to stone.
I guess you have a point.
Papa?
Elisa? (STAMMERS)
Will you please
explain what...
You have nothing
more to fear, friend.
I shall permit no harm
to befall you or your son.
I’ll make sure Odin is
nowhere in the vicinity.
In the meantime, perhaps
you’d better bring your
friends up to date.
Um, so... Heh.
Where should I start?
ERIK: From all you’ve told us
about these amazing
gargoyle creatures,
it sounds like we’re
in good hands with your Goliath.
We’ve been through
a lot together
and he hasn’t let me down yet.
Look, Papa.
Another storm is starting up.
Bad news, I’m afraid.
This is Odin
venting his rage.
And he’s only just begun.
Your farmhouse will not
withstand the fury to come.
I cannot ensure
your protection here.
Thirty kilometers
to the north,
there’s a cave where I sometimes
take Gunther exploring.
It’s large enough
for all of us.
A cave?
Yes, a cave would be ideal.
Pack your essentials.
What about Angela and Bronx?
We will pack them, too.
(AIR WHOOSHING)
GUNTHER:
"Slepnir," that’s what Odin
calls his battle stallion.
We read all about
the Norse gods in school.
And the Storm God Odin
was their warrior king.
I always assumed
Odin was just a myth.
It’s still difficult
to accept him as a reality.
I know what you mean.
I used to think
gargoyles were just
glorified rain spouts.
The sun’s almost down, Erik.
You’d better pull over.
GUNTHER:
Now this I want to see!
(CHUCKLES)
It’ll be hard to miss.
(GROWLING)
Hi! You must be Angela.
Uh, yes, I am.
(WIND WHOOSHING)
Odin’s attacking again.
Erik, how much further
to your cave?
Just around the next bend.
I’ll make sure the way
is clear of danger.
The rest of you stay here.
Whatever you say, Goliath.
I see he’s still
wearing the Eye.
Yeah, well, I guess
Odin’s still a threat.
Everything looks secure.
After you’re all inside,
I’ll fortify the area.
Hmm. He has a one track mind,
doesn’t he?
(CHUCKLES) Like I told you,
gargoyles are born to protect.
GOLIATH: You’ll be safe here
from Odin’s tantrums.
How long do you figure
we’ll have to lay low, Goliath?
GUNTHER:
Take a look, everyone.
The storm has passed.
Maybe Odin’s
given up already.
It’s far more likely
he’s just biding his time
before the next tempest.
Gunther,
help the others unpack.
I’ll see what I can do
about finding an adequate door.
Looks like Odin’s at it again.
Or is he?
He’s the one
creating the storms?
As I feared,
Odin has unleashed...
Is there a problem?
You’re the problem, Goliath.
We know
you created the storms.
It’s true.
I used the storms
to motivate you into this cave.
-Why?
-For your own safety.
As long as Odin
remains at large,
you are all at serious risk.
I must engage Odin in battle
and destroy him utterly.
Only then will it be safe
for any of you to emerge.
This doesn’t sound like you.
It’s the Eye.
The Eye has gone to your head.
The Eye has simply
made me a better protector.
That is all
you need to know.
Goliath, wait!
(GRUNTING)
This isn’t protection, it’s...
It’s imprisonment.
Your Goliath is a tyrant!
(WHIMPERS)
Trust me, Erik.
(SIGHS)
This isn’t our Goliath.
I know you’re still
out there, old man.
I say we settle
this score here and now!
Very well, gargoyle.
Odin accepts your challenge.
I am too fast
for you, old man.
We shall see.
(GROANING)
Return what is mine, gargoyle,
and we can end
this senseless strife.
Why should I want
the battle to end?
(GROANS)
(GRUNTING)
So far it hasn’t
budged an inch.
You think
I haven’t noticed that?
(GROWLING)
No wonder you’ve
been pacing yourself.
Without your Eye,
you’re not what you used to be.
What I lack in strength,
I have more than
gained in wisdom.
Then have the wisdom
to yield.
Now that I know
the Eye enables me
to absorb your powers,
your defeat is certain.
ODIN:
I did not draw your craft
to this land to suffer defeat.
You’re on my turf, monster.
In possession of my property.
In possession of your power.
Never again will you threaten
those I care about.
I am not the threat.
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
Your day has
come and gone, Odin.
We shall see...
ANGELA: It’s no use, Elisa.
Nothing is happening!
Don’t give up.
Everyone, give it
everything you’ve got!
Is it just me or did that
feel like progress?
(BARKING)
You know what
we have to do.
(SIGHS) Yes.
(BARKS)
GOLIATH: How frustrating
for you, old man,
to be so close to death
and rejuvenation
at the same time.
ELISA: Goliath,
listen to yourself.
You’ve become a monster!
It’s the Eye. You’ve become
possessed by the Eye,
just like Fox
and the Archmage.
This is what you offer
in exchange for my protection?
-Disobedience?
-What you’re doing now
isn’t for our protection,
it’s for the Eye!
The Eye has corrupted you!
(GOLIATH GROANING)
You have
betrayed me too, little one?
(GROANS)
Very well.
My protection is withdrawn.
It is my wrath
you must face now.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(BRONX BARKING)
Now, where were we?
The fissure is closing!
Bronx, Angela, move!
(GRUNTING)
Help!
Help me, Father!
Please protect me!
Angela? What have I become?
(SCREAMING)
ELISA:
You took quite a chance.
Hmm, wish I’d thought of it.
ELISA: It’s about time
you came around.
But is he himself again?
Jalapena,
do I have a headache.
(LAUGHS)
That’s our Goliath.
The Eye!
Where is the Eye?
ODIN: Where it
always belonged, gargoyle,
with the original owner.
I apologize for
any trouble I caused
in my efforts to reclaim it.
It seems I am out of practice
dealing directly with mortals.
(WHINNYING)
I owe you an apology as well.
It seems I am unaccustomed
to dealing with
a god or being one.
Then we have all gained rare
enlightenment this night,
the Eye’s standard gift.
Onward, Slepnir.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)