Gargoyles (1994–1996): Season 2, Episode 49 - Possession - full transcript
To help Coldstone, Xanatos arranges for the two 2 consciousnesses to temporarily possess Broadway and Angela respectively, only to have the third malevolent one secretly seize control of Brooklyn.
GOLIATH:
One thousand 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.
(GUTTURAL 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!
(DEEP GROWL)
We are Defenders of the Night.
We are gargoyles!
NARRATOR:
Previously onGargoyles...
We hereby strip you
of all your powers,
save when you are training
or protecting the boy.
No!
Coldstone was created
from pieces of
different gargoyles.
Now all of our souls
are trapped inside.
There are forces
at war within me,
and until that
battle is decided,
no living gargoyle is safe.
Tell my brother I will return
someday... if I can.
(LASERS FIRING)
(RUMBLING)
(ELECTRONIC WHIRRING
AND BEEPING)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
Someday, Coldstone,
you’ll thank me for this.
What are you
trying to do to me?
When will this humiliation end?
I’m afraid our third transfer
attempt has also failed.
Technology alone
can’t compensate
for the sorcery inherent
in Coldstone’s creation.
I must concur, sir.
You could do more
than that, Owen.
If you were to
transform into Puck
and wiggle
your nose or something.
Mr. Xanatos, you know I am
forbidden from using my magic
except in
the training of Alexander.
Yes, so you’ve told me.
Wait! You’re not going
to leave me like this?
We’ll get back
to you, Coldstone.
Meantime, chin up.
(GRUNTS)
FOX: He’ll be ready
for bed soon.
He’s been playing hard all day.
Hmm. Boys will be boys.
I trust you will
enjoy yourselves.
We always do.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(GASPS)
We’ve finally
found you, brother.
Goliath! Hudson! How did...
No, no! Never mind!
It’s not safe for you here!
I’m as deadly as ever.
The battle still
rages within me.
COLDSTONE:
Should my beloved mate
fail to hold our
evil brother at bay,
he could take over this body
and you would never know it
until it was too late!
GOLIATH: You and your love
have suffered long enough.
I believe I have a remedy.
No. It’s too dangerous.
Coldstone, you are our brother.
(indistinct chatter on TV)
(SNARLING)
I thought you two
were out on patrol.
Our plans have changed.
Coldstone!
(SNARLING)
It’s all right, Bronx.
Coldstone is not the enemy.
(WHINING)
Aren’t you forgetting
personality number three?
The one that tried
to wipe us off the planet?
-We’re going to neutralize it.
-We can do that?
We’re going to empty Coldstone
of all his personalities.
With no grip
on the earth plane,
the Evil One will evaporate,
then I will return
my brother and sister
to the Coldstone shell.
What keeps them
from evaporating?
I’ve found an ancient spell
that will enable me
to temporarily transfer
their souls
into two of you.
Any volunteers?
I’ll do it. I’d be honored.
-Me, too.
-Oh, yeah, me three.
Except you don’t need three.
Goliath, since when do you
cast magic spells?
Let’s just say I learned
a trick or two on Avalon.
Wow! You learned magic?
Ahh, cool!
It is a great
gift you offer us.
We’re clan, aren’t we?
We have no more time to lose.
GOLIATH:
For the spirit to be willing,
the flesh must first grow weak.
Just long enough
for soul in flight
to pass from cheek to cheek.
What in the...
Can that really
be you, my love?
It seems that it is.
We are reunited.
MAN: Then the Evil One
has been banished.
The nightmare is over.
What about Broadway and Angela?
I sense Angela’s presence,
but her soul is dormant.
I’m sure they’ll be restored
as soon as Goliath
returns us to Coldstone.
GOLIATH: Not just yet.
I... I need to rest.
That spell took
a lot out of me.
I could use some air.
Hudson, come with me.
Brooklyn, you’re in charge.
Well, your first magic lesson
has officially begun.
(LAUGHING)
My boy, welcome
to Soul Transference 101.
How about you two?
I’ll bet you’d like
to get some air.
Brooklyn, is that a good idea?
They’ll be going back
into Coldstone’s
body soon enough.
Why not let them savor
their last moments of freedom?
Do we dare?
We will not stray far.
What could be the harm?
Where do you think
you’re going?
Well, someone has to keep
an eye on them.
Who’s going to
explain this to Goliath?
You are.
Something’s not right here.
How glorious to feel
the real wind beneath my wings.
Coldstone’s senses are so dull,
I’d almost forgotten
the warm touch of your hand,
the sweet scent of your hair.
But it is not my hair.
I feel so sorry for you two.
How feeble
the electric illusions
of cyberspace must seem
now that you have
had another taste
of true sensation.
We appreciate your concern
but we are resigned
to our fate.
At least when we return
to Coldstone,
we’ll finally be rid
of my evil brother.
Oh, that’s a plus, all right,
but still,
it’s such a shame
you cannot keep
the bodies you’re in now.
Yes indeed, a crying shame.
Patrol’s finished, lads.
We, Coldstone?
My brother.
You’ve come home to us.
Wait, lad.
We don’t know which
personality’s in control.
(BARKING)
You’ve nothing to fear from me.
The Evil One is not here.
Bronx trusts him.
That’s proof enough for me.
GOLIATH: We’ve much
to catch up on.
COLDSTONE: There’s no time!
Xanatos has created new monsters
to unleash against you.
We must destroy them.
After we had helped
to save his son Alexander,
I had hoped Xanatos was sincere
when he called a truce.
Sincerity is a virtue
men like Xanatos
know little about.
(MUFFLED GROANS)
Lexington!
[pants]
It was Coldstone. He jumped me.
The evil personality
must be in control.
-That’s impossible!
-Why?
[stammers]
I just cannot believe
Goliath’s spell failed to drive
the Evil One from Coldstone.
Gets worse!
He’s tricked Goliath and Hudson
into declaring war on Xanatos.
(SIGHS)
Our course is clear.
The only way to rid the world
of this evil is to destroy
Coldstone’s body.
But that would leave the others
stranded inside
Broadway and Angela.
Brooklyn is right.
This may be our only chance
to destroy our dreaded foe.
COLDSTONE: We’re in luck.
They still appear
to be dormant.
Xanatos calls
that one Coldsteel.
And she is Coldfire.
But my brother,
they are clearly
modeled after the gargoyles
who share
the Coldstone body with you.
How can this be? And why?
Patience, my brother.
-You’re about to find out.
-(BEEPS)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTING)
(WATER HISSING)
Hudson! Coldstone!
(STRUGGLING)
(GRUNTING)
I trust you have
no more questions.
(SINISTER LAUGHING)
BROOKLYN: You two search
the great hall.
Lexington and I will investigate
the laboratory.
Hmm, clear signs of a struggle.
Nothing is clear to me tonight.
I feel like
I’ve been in a haze.
How could Goliath
leave Coldstone with us
then return an hour later
and be surprised to see him?
And--and what’s gonna happen
to Broadway and Angela?
Those are all
very good questions.
(GRUNTING)
I have a feeling
you won’t like the answers.
Are we really going
through with this?
Coldstone will never surrender,
not with
the Evil One in control.
The body must be destroyed.
That will leave us
permanently stranded
in bodies that belong
to two other warriors.
Unavoidable.
We must try to make
the best of the situation.
My love, after all
we’ve been through,
don’t we deserve
to live out our nights
as flesh and blood?
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
COLDSTONE:
This way, my friends.
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
Goliath! Hudson!
Look out!
(GRUNTING)
Broadway, look out!
(GROANING)
Twice in one night.
I could use
a little help here. Huh?
(GROANING)
COLDSTONE: Naughty, naughty,
sneaking up on Uncle Coldstone.
On the contrary,
I’d be very pleased,
whoever you are,
if you’d just continue
with what you were doing.
Destroy them all.
I just want the girl.
When she regains consciousness,
Brooklyn will lament
that her true love
died with Broadway.
I’m sure she’ll be
heartbroken at first,
but these new bodies
should help ease the pain.
Of course,
I should have seen it before.
My evil brother
has always desired my beloved.
He must have
possessed Brooklyn!
Very astute, brother.
Slow, but astute.
But if he’s in Brooklyn,
then who’s in you?
Wouldn’t you like to know?
Well, this has all
been very fascinating,
but my date is coming to.
Au revoir.
I’m afraid you cannot leave.
(SNICKERING)
Oh, and you plan
on stopping me from there?
(GROANING)
By the dragon, you’re me!
(STRUGGLING)
Will someone tell me
what’s going on here?
Really, Goliath,
haven’t you guessed?
This was all done
for your benefit.
Xanatos wanted to reward you
for saving his son
by helping your dear brother.
Coldsteel and Coldfire
were manufactured
to house Coldstone’s
spare personalities.
But Broadway,
Angela and Brooklyn
wound up with them instead.
Well, it is
a handsome automaton.
But I was looking for something
a bit more practical.
As you wish.
Whoa!
Whoa!
(GRUNTING)
Who else needs a demonstration?
I do.
(STRUGGLING)
If we could only get free
and help them.
I think we’re about to.
Lexington! Get us down, lad!
(HUDSON GRUNTS)
I suppose that’s
one way to do it.
It’s like fighting a mirror.
(GROWLING)
Brooklyn’s body
does not belong to you.
Give it back!
So that I can
return to cyberspace
or fade out of
existence entirely?
Is that the choice
you were leaning towards?
Actually,
I’m a bit disappointed
in Brooklyn’s fighting skills.
Xanatos’ robot might have been
a better deal after all.
Look, it even heals itself.
I wouldn’t mind
trading possession
of this scrawny
gargoyle for that.
COLDSTONE: That’s just
what we needed to hear!
Go for it, kid.
For the spirit
to be willing the...
the...
COLDSTONE: The flesh.
The flesh must first grow weak.
Just long enough
for soul in flight
to pass from cheek to cheek.
The raw energy,
the unbridled power.
I am Coldsteel.
And it seems I am surrounded.
Try not to miss me too much.
(MENACINGLY)
I’ll be back.
And this scrawny gargoyle
will be waiting.
Brooklyn,
you know what he called you?
I know every creepy thing
that jerk made me do.
I couldn’t stop him. I’m sorry.
You have nothing
to apologize for.
I wish we could say the same.
My love,
you know what we must do.
Yes. I am ready.
Finally.
I thought you two
would never grow a conscience.
Puck! I should have known.
But why the subterfuge?
Hey, I live for subterfuge!
Besides,
soul transfers are tricky
and require
voluntary participation.
I needed the Evil One
to be impressed enough
to ask for Coldsteel.
(WHISTLES)
Coldfire, heel, girl.
Wait! Please.
Give us one moment more.
Do it now.
For the spirit to be willing,
the flesh must first grow weak.
Just long enough
for soul in flight
to pass from cheek to cheek.
For one night,
we truly lived again.
-We are forever in your debt.
-Thank you.
-Uh, don’t mention it.
-It was our pleasure.
Now that you are
free of Coldsteel,
you must rejoin the clan.
Not while he’s out there.
A greater threat than ever
and our responsibility.
But when that threat ends,
when the responsibility
has passed, we will return.
I promise.
One thing still
puzzles me, Puck.
Why are you working
your magic through Lexington?
Moi?Why, I haven’t done
any magic in hours.
It was my prize pupil
passing his first lesson
with flying colors.
(BABY COOING)
He had a little help.
He had a brilliant teacher.
(CLOCK TICKING)
My goodness, look at the time.
Don’t worry, Goliath,
I’ll tell Xanatos you
just loved his present.
Too-da-loo!
Let’s go home.
(CLOCK ALARM RINGS)
XANATOS: Owen, we’re home.
-Any problems?
-No, madam.
A very well-behaved
and intelligent child.
By the way, sir,
the Coldstone dilemma
has been resolved.
Really! Why, thank you, Owen.
Don’t thank me, sir.
Thank your son.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
One thousand 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.
(GUTTURAL 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!
(DEEP GROWL)
We are Defenders of the Night.
We are gargoyles!
NARRATOR:
Previously onGargoyles...
We hereby strip you
of all your powers,
save when you are training
or protecting the boy.
No!
Coldstone was created
from pieces of
different gargoyles.
Now all of our souls
are trapped inside.
There are forces
at war within me,
and until that
battle is decided,
no living gargoyle is safe.
Tell my brother I will return
someday... if I can.
(LASERS FIRING)
(RUMBLING)
(ELECTRONIC WHIRRING
AND BEEPING)
(GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
Someday, Coldstone,
you’ll thank me for this.
What are you
trying to do to me?
When will this humiliation end?
I’m afraid our third transfer
attempt has also failed.
Technology alone
can’t compensate
for the sorcery inherent
in Coldstone’s creation.
I must concur, sir.
You could do more
than that, Owen.
If you were to
transform into Puck
and wiggle
your nose or something.
Mr. Xanatos, you know I am
forbidden from using my magic
except in
the training of Alexander.
Yes, so you’ve told me.
Wait! You’re not going
to leave me like this?
We’ll get back
to you, Coldstone.
Meantime, chin up.
(GRUNTS)
FOX: He’ll be ready
for bed soon.
He’s been playing hard all day.
Hmm. Boys will be boys.
I trust you will
enjoy yourselves.
We always do.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(GASPS)
We’ve finally
found you, brother.
Goliath! Hudson! How did...
No, no! Never mind!
It’s not safe for you here!
I’m as deadly as ever.
The battle still
rages within me.
COLDSTONE:
Should my beloved mate
fail to hold our
evil brother at bay,
he could take over this body
and you would never know it
until it was too late!
GOLIATH: You and your love
have suffered long enough.
I believe I have a remedy.
No. It’s too dangerous.
Coldstone, you are our brother.
(indistinct chatter on TV)
(SNARLING)
I thought you two
were out on patrol.
Our plans have changed.
Coldstone!
(SNARLING)
It’s all right, Bronx.
Coldstone is not the enemy.
(WHINING)
Aren’t you forgetting
personality number three?
The one that tried
to wipe us off the planet?
-We’re going to neutralize it.
-We can do that?
We’re going to empty Coldstone
of all his personalities.
With no grip
on the earth plane,
the Evil One will evaporate,
then I will return
my brother and sister
to the Coldstone shell.
What keeps them
from evaporating?
I’ve found an ancient spell
that will enable me
to temporarily transfer
their souls
into two of you.
Any volunteers?
I’ll do it. I’d be honored.
-Me, too.
-Oh, yeah, me three.
Except you don’t need three.
Goliath, since when do you
cast magic spells?
Let’s just say I learned
a trick or two on Avalon.
Wow! You learned magic?
Ahh, cool!
It is a great
gift you offer us.
We’re clan, aren’t we?
We have no more time to lose.
GOLIATH:
For the spirit to be willing,
the flesh must first grow weak.
Just long enough
for soul in flight
to pass from cheek to cheek.
What in the...
Can that really
be you, my love?
It seems that it is.
We are reunited.
MAN: Then the Evil One
has been banished.
The nightmare is over.
What about Broadway and Angela?
I sense Angela’s presence,
but her soul is dormant.
I’m sure they’ll be restored
as soon as Goliath
returns us to Coldstone.
GOLIATH: Not just yet.
I... I need to rest.
That spell took
a lot out of me.
I could use some air.
Hudson, come with me.
Brooklyn, you’re in charge.
Well, your first magic lesson
has officially begun.
(LAUGHING)
My boy, welcome
to Soul Transference 101.
How about you two?
I’ll bet you’d like
to get some air.
Brooklyn, is that a good idea?
They’ll be going back
into Coldstone’s
body soon enough.
Why not let them savor
their last moments of freedom?
Do we dare?
We will not stray far.
What could be the harm?
Where do you think
you’re going?
Well, someone has to keep
an eye on them.
Who’s going to
explain this to Goliath?
You are.
Something’s not right here.
How glorious to feel
the real wind beneath my wings.
Coldstone’s senses are so dull,
I’d almost forgotten
the warm touch of your hand,
the sweet scent of your hair.
But it is not my hair.
I feel so sorry for you two.
How feeble
the electric illusions
of cyberspace must seem
now that you have
had another taste
of true sensation.
We appreciate your concern
but we are resigned
to our fate.
At least when we return
to Coldstone,
we’ll finally be rid
of my evil brother.
Oh, that’s a plus, all right,
but still,
it’s such a shame
you cannot keep
the bodies you’re in now.
Yes indeed, a crying shame.
Patrol’s finished, lads.
We, Coldstone?
My brother.
You’ve come home to us.
Wait, lad.
We don’t know which
personality’s in control.
(BARKING)
You’ve nothing to fear from me.
The Evil One is not here.
Bronx trusts him.
That’s proof enough for me.
GOLIATH: We’ve much
to catch up on.
COLDSTONE: There’s no time!
Xanatos has created new monsters
to unleash against you.
We must destroy them.
After we had helped
to save his son Alexander,
I had hoped Xanatos was sincere
when he called a truce.
Sincerity is a virtue
men like Xanatos
know little about.
(MUFFLED GROANS)
Lexington!
[pants]
It was Coldstone. He jumped me.
The evil personality
must be in control.
-That’s impossible!
-Why?
[stammers]
I just cannot believe
Goliath’s spell failed to drive
the Evil One from Coldstone.
Gets worse!
He’s tricked Goliath and Hudson
into declaring war on Xanatos.
(SIGHS)
Our course is clear.
The only way to rid the world
of this evil is to destroy
Coldstone’s body.
But that would leave the others
stranded inside
Broadway and Angela.
Brooklyn is right.
This may be our only chance
to destroy our dreaded foe.
COLDSTONE: We’re in luck.
They still appear
to be dormant.
Xanatos calls
that one Coldsteel.
And she is Coldfire.
But my brother,
they are clearly
modeled after the gargoyles
who share
the Coldstone body with you.
How can this be? And why?
Patience, my brother.
-You’re about to find out.
-(BEEPS)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTING)
(WATER HISSING)
Hudson! Coldstone!
(STRUGGLING)
(GRUNTING)
I trust you have
no more questions.
(SINISTER LAUGHING)
BROOKLYN: You two search
the great hall.
Lexington and I will investigate
the laboratory.
Hmm, clear signs of a struggle.
Nothing is clear to me tonight.
I feel like
I’ve been in a haze.
How could Goliath
leave Coldstone with us
then return an hour later
and be surprised to see him?
And--and what’s gonna happen
to Broadway and Angela?
Those are all
very good questions.
(GRUNTING)
I have a feeling
you won’t like the answers.
Are we really going
through with this?
Coldstone will never surrender,
not with
the Evil One in control.
The body must be destroyed.
That will leave us
permanently stranded
in bodies that belong
to two other warriors.
Unavoidable.
We must try to make
the best of the situation.
My love, after all
we’ve been through,
don’t we deserve
to live out our nights
as flesh and blood?
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
COLDSTONE:
This way, my friends.
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
Goliath! Hudson!
Look out!
(GRUNTING)
Broadway, look out!
(GROANING)
Twice in one night.
I could use
a little help here. Huh?
(GROANING)
COLDSTONE: Naughty, naughty,
sneaking up on Uncle Coldstone.
On the contrary,
I’d be very pleased,
whoever you are,
if you’d just continue
with what you were doing.
Destroy them all.
I just want the girl.
When she regains consciousness,
Brooklyn will lament
that her true love
died with Broadway.
I’m sure she’ll be
heartbroken at first,
but these new bodies
should help ease the pain.
Of course,
I should have seen it before.
My evil brother
has always desired my beloved.
He must have
possessed Brooklyn!
Very astute, brother.
Slow, but astute.
But if he’s in Brooklyn,
then who’s in you?
Wouldn’t you like to know?
Well, this has all
been very fascinating,
but my date is coming to.
Au revoir.
I’m afraid you cannot leave.
(SNICKERING)
Oh, and you plan
on stopping me from there?
(GROANING)
By the dragon, you’re me!
(STRUGGLING)
Will someone tell me
what’s going on here?
Really, Goliath,
haven’t you guessed?
This was all done
for your benefit.
Xanatos wanted to reward you
for saving his son
by helping your dear brother.
Coldsteel and Coldfire
were manufactured
to house Coldstone’s
spare personalities.
But Broadway,
Angela and Brooklyn
wound up with them instead.
Well, it is
a handsome automaton.
But I was looking for something
a bit more practical.
As you wish.
Whoa!
Whoa!
(GRUNTING)
Who else needs a demonstration?
I do.
(STRUGGLING)
If we could only get free
and help them.
I think we’re about to.
Lexington! Get us down, lad!
(HUDSON GRUNTS)
I suppose that’s
one way to do it.
It’s like fighting a mirror.
(GROWLING)
Brooklyn’s body
does not belong to you.
Give it back!
So that I can
return to cyberspace
or fade out of
existence entirely?
Is that the choice
you were leaning towards?
Actually,
I’m a bit disappointed
in Brooklyn’s fighting skills.
Xanatos’ robot might have been
a better deal after all.
Look, it even heals itself.
I wouldn’t mind
trading possession
of this scrawny
gargoyle for that.
COLDSTONE: That’s just
what we needed to hear!
Go for it, kid.
For the spirit
to be willing the...
the...
COLDSTONE: The flesh.
The flesh must first grow weak.
Just long enough
for soul in flight
to pass from cheek to cheek.
The raw energy,
the unbridled power.
I am Coldsteel.
And it seems I am surrounded.
Try not to miss me too much.
(MENACINGLY)
I’ll be back.
And this scrawny gargoyle
will be waiting.
Brooklyn,
you know what he called you?
I know every creepy thing
that jerk made me do.
I couldn’t stop him. I’m sorry.
You have nothing
to apologize for.
I wish we could say the same.
My love,
you know what we must do.
Yes. I am ready.
Finally.
I thought you two
would never grow a conscience.
Puck! I should have known.
But why the subterfuge?
Hey, I live for subterfuge!
Besides,
soul transfers are tricky
and require
voluntary participation.
I needed the Evil One
to be impressed enough
to ask for Coldsteel.
(WHISTLES)
Coldfire, heel, girl.
Wait! Please.
Give us one moment more.
Do it now.
For the spirit to be willing,
the flesh must first grow weak.
Just long enough
for soul in flight
to pass from cheek to cheek.
For one night,
we truly lived again.
-We are forever in your debt.
-Thank you.
-Uh, don’t mention it.
-It was our pleasure.
Now that you are
free of Coldsteel,
you must rejoin the clan.
Not while he’s out there.
A greater threat than ever
and our responsibility.
But when that threat ends,
when the responsibility
has passed, we will return.
I promise.
One thing still
puzzles me, Puck.
Why are you working
your magic through Lexington?
Moi?Why, I haven’t done
any magic in hours.
It was my prize pupil
passing his first lesson
with flying colors.
(BABY COOING)
He had a little help.
He had a brilliant teacher.
(CLOCK TICKING)
My goodness, look at the time.
Don’t worry, Goliath,
I’ll tell Xanatos you
just loved his present.
Too-da-loo!
Let’s go home.
(CLOCK ALARM RINGS)
XANATOS: Owen, we’re home.
-Any problems?
-No, madam.
A very well-behaved
and intelligent child.
By the way, sir,
the Coldstone dilemma
has been resolved.
Really! Why, thank you, Owen.
Don’t thank me, sir.
Thank your son.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)