Gargoyles (1994–1996): Season 3, Episode 8 - Genesis Undone - full transcript

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.

WE WERE BETRAYED BY THE HUMANS

WE HAD SWORN TO PROTECT,

FROZEN IN STONE
BY A MAGIC SPELL

FOR 1,000 YEARS.



NOW, HERE IN MANHATTAN,

THE SPELL IS BROKEN

AND WE LIVE AGAIN.

[DEEP GROWL]

WE ARE DEFENDERS
OF THE NIGHT.

WE ARE GARGOYLES!

-[THUNDER]
-GOLIATH: FOR MILLENNIA,

EARTH'S WISEST CREATURES
HAVE STOOD IN AWE

OF THE MIRACLE OF CREATION,

BUT MODERN SCIENCE
HAS GIVEN THE WORLD

THE TOOLS
TO CHALLENGE NATURE,

TO GIVE LIFE WHERE NONE
EXISTED BEFORE.

SUCH POWER IS AS INTOXICATING
AS IT IS PERILOUS.

THE CONSEQUENCES
OF ITS MISUSE



MAY SOON WEIGH HEAVILY
UPON US ALL.

[THUNDER]

[SCREAMING]

ANGELA:
NO. NOTHING YET, HUDSON.

I THOUGHT LEXINGTON SAID
THIS SATELLITE DISH

WOULD WORK IN ANY WEATHER.

IT SEEMS EVEN THE WONDERS
OF HUMAN SCIENCE

HAVE THEIR LIMITS.

[THUNDER]

BROADWAY'S BACK.

[GROANING]

HELP US. AH...

[GASPS]

THAT'S NOT BROADWAY, LASS.

IT'S ONE OF THE CLONES.

WHAT HAS HAPPENED
TO HIM?

HOLLYWOOD'S BEEN INFECTED

BY A MYSTERIOUS DISEASE,

A DISEASE THAT NOW PLAGUES

-ALL THE GARGOYLE CLONES.
-GOLIATH: TALON.

THEY ASKED ME TO BRING
ALL OF YOU TO THE LABYRINTH.

THEIR LIVES DEPEND ON IT.

THEY WERE OF DR. SEVARIUS'
MAKING, NOT OURS.

BUT THEY ARE
LIVING CREATURES.

SHOULD THEIR SUFFERING
CONCERN US

LESS THAN THAT OF OTHERS?

SINCE TALON
TOOK THEM IN,

THE CLONES HAVE CAUSED
NO ONE ANY HARM.

THE LEAST WE CAN DO
IS TO HEAR THEM OUT.

GATHER THE CLAN.

[CLONE] THANK YOU
FOR COMING, GOLIATH.

WE HAVE LITTLE TIME LEFT.

THOUGH NONE OF US
TRUST SEVARIUS,

WE FELT HE WAS
OUR ONLY HOPE.

HE MADE US.

HE SAID...
HE COULD CURE US.

[COUGHING]

HE CAN'T BE BOTHERED.

SEVARIUS SAID IT WOULD TAKE
A CONCENTRATE OF NEW TISSUE

FROM ALL OF YOU GARGOYLES

TO MAKE ENOUGH SERUM
TO HEAL US.

I CAN DO NOTHING MORE
FOR THEM.

THEIR FATE IS IN YOUR HANDS.

HMM...

ALLOW US TO CONSIDER
THIS A MOMENT.

LETTING SEVARIUS GET
HIS HOOKS IN US AGAIN
IS ASKING FOR TROUBLE.

AYE.

THE MAN HAS
NO CONSCIENCE.

THERE'S NO TELLIN'
WHAT HE'LL TRY.

THE CLONES HAVE TO TRUST HIM.
THEY'VE GOT NO CHOICE.

BUT WE DO.

DO WE?

TAKE ANOTHER LOOK...

AND THEN SAY
WE HAVE A CHOICE.

HUH? LOOKS LIKE SEVARIUS
HAS DONE ALL RIGHT

SINCE XANATOS CUT HIM LOOSE.

I DOUBT HE WILL BE
PLEASED TO SEE US.

[SNORING]

[MUTTERING IN HIS SLEEP]

HUH?

[GASPS]

DON'T HURT ME!

WE ARE HERE TO HEAL,
NOT HURT.

I BELIEVE YOU KNOW THEM.

EWW!

I THOUGHT I TOLD THEM
NOT TO BOTHER ME.

[SNARLING]

WOULD YOU CARE
TO TRY THAT AGAIN?

THE, UM--
OOH, THE POOR CREATURES.

I CAN ALMOST FEEL
THEIR PAIN.

WE MUST BEGIN TREATMENT
IMMEDIATELY.

[CHOKING]

BETTER.

SEVARIUS:
FIRST, THE BAD NEWS.

MY TESTS CONFIRM
THE CLONES WILL NOT
LIVE THROUGH THE NIGHT

WITHOUT TREATMENT.

WHAT IS CAUSING THIS?

A DEFECT IN THE DNA
REPLICATION CHAIN.

DESPITE THE GREAT STRIDES
MY RESEARCH HAS MADE,

CLONING REMAINS
AN IMPERFECT SCIENCE.

NOW, FOR THE GOOD NEWS,
AS I SUSPECTED,

I SHOULD BE ABLE TO FORMULATE
A SERUM TO SAVE THEM,

ASSUMING I CAN EXTRACT
THE MAXIMUM AMOUNT
OF GENETIC MATERIAL

FROM ALL OF YOU.

YOU AND YOUR CLAN

WILL HAVE TO AGREE
TO PUT YOURSELVES

TOTALLY IN MY HANDS.

HMM...

IT GOES ON TOO LONG.

WILL YOU LEAVE US ANY
FOR OURSELVES, DOCTOR?

OUR PATIENCE
IS WEARING THIN, SEVARIUS.

CHINS UP, GANG.
JUST A FEW MORE CCS TO GO.

THE MORE YOU GIVE,

THE BETTER EACH CLONE'S
CHANCE FOR SURVIVAL.

[CLONES COUGHING
AND GASPING]

LEXINGTON: IS IT JUST ME,
OR DO THE CLONES LOOK WORSE?

[COUGHING AND SHUDDERING]

IT'S NOT YOU, LAD.

EACH TICK OF THE CLOCK
HAS BECOME THEIR FOE.

[CRASHING FOOTSTEPS]

VOILA!

ONE HOUR, 57 MINUTES!

I'VE OUTDONE MYSELF!

NO EASY TASK WHEN YOU HAPPEN
TO BE ANTON SEVARIUS.

IF THE SERUM
ACTUALLY WORKS.

YOU DOUBT ME?

THEN LET'S FIND OUT,
SHALL WE?

SEND IN THE CLONES!

[CRASHING FOOTSTEPS]

THAT WON'T BE NECESSARY.

-[GASPS]
-THAILOG!

YOU'RE LOOKING GOOD,
GOLIATH.

A PITY I CAN'T SAY THE SAME.

YOU ARE NOT HERE
FOR SYMPATHY.

YOU THRIVE ON MALICE
AND DECEIT

AS HUNGRILY AS THE REST
OF US BREATHE AIR.

I FOLLOWED YOU HERE,

AND I'VE BEEN LISTENING
WITH GREAT INTEREST.

I'M NOT LEAVING WITHOUT
THE GOOD DOCTOR'S SERUM.
ALL OF IT.

THAT SERUM IS TO BE DIVIDED
AMONG ALL THE CLONES.

DEAR CHILD,

THE MORE ONE TAKES,
THE BETTER HIS CHANCES.

DO I LOOK LIKE I'M
IN THE MOOD TO SHARE?

NOT SO FAST, DOCTOR...

AH!

OR YOU'LL MISS ALL THE FUN.

GOLIATH:
THINK, THAILOG.

THE FEVER HAS LEFT YOU
TOO WEAK TO FIGHT,

AND YOU ARE OUTNUMBERED
6 TO 1.

PLEASE, DON'T SCARE ME.

I MAY START TO CRY.

-[GRUNTS]
-OH, HOW I ENJOY
CAUSING YOU GRIEF, GOLIATH.

LOAD AND FIRE.

[GRUNTS]

GOLIATH:
FINISHED, THAILOG?

NOT JUST YET.

[ELECTRONIC BEEPING]

WHAT SORCERY IS THIS?

GOLIATH: LOOK OUT!

[ALL GRUNT]

[GRUNTS]

NOW... I'M FINISHED.

[EVIL LAUGHTER]

YOU'RE A CRAVEN COWARD,
DOCTOR.

YOU KNOW IT,
AND I KNOW IT.

J-JUST DON'T HURT ME.

[EVIL LAUGHTER]

[GROANING]

THEY'RE ALL UNCONSCIOUS.

THIS IS NOT GOOD.

OUR SERUM...
WHERE IS OUR SERUM?

IT JUST WENT THROUGH THE WALL
WITH THAILOG.

THAILOG?
WHAT'S HE DOING HERE?

DON'T LOSE HOPE, CHILDREN.

HE IS ON HIS LAST LEGS.

STOP HIM,
AND I SHALL SAVE YOU.

WELL, WHAT ARE YOU
WAITING FOR?

WITHOUT THAT SERUM,
NOT ONE OF YOU WILL
MAKE IT TO SUNRISE.

SEVARIUS IS RIGHT.

WE HAVE NO CHOICE.

IT'S EITHER
THAILOG OR US.

THAT'S THE SPIRIT!
UP AND AT 'EM!

[GARGOYLES GROANING]

GOLIATH: HOW LONG AGO?

EIGHT, NINE MINUTES.
I TRIED TO STOP THEM,

BUT THEY'RE DETERMINED
TO GET THE SERUM BACK.

HOW CAN THEY HOPE TO TAKE ON
THAILOG IN THEIR CONDITION?

BECAUSE WE SHALL BE THERE
TO LEAD THE CHARGE!

CAN YOU MAKE MORE SERUM?

NOT WITHOUT MORE TISSUE
THAN YOU CAN SPARE

AND HOURS WE DON'T HAVE.

I SUPPOSE
I COULD REASSESS

THE LEFTOVER DNA MARKERS.

DO IT.

[WHISTLING JAUNTILY]

[BEEPING]

I ASSUME THE GARGOYLES
ARE STILL IN THE DARK.

UTTERLY CLUELESS.

MY PERFORMANCE MUST HAVE
BEEN QUITE CONVINCING.

A SPINELESS COWARD
DEVOID OF MORAL FIBER

IS THE ROLE
YOU WERE BORN TO PLAY.

AT LEAST I HELD UP
MY END OF OUR DEAL.

YOU'VE GOT YOUR SERUM,

WITH ENOUGH
LIFE-REPLENISHING
GARGOYLE DNA

TO CURE YOU.

NOW BE A GOOD THAILOG

AND TRANSFER THE FEE
WE DISCUSSED

TO MY SWISS ACCOUNT.

AH, NOT JUST YET, DOCTOR.

NOT UNTIL I KNOW IT WORKS.

WELL, WHAT ARE YOU
WAITING FOR?

AH!

THE AIR HYPO
CONTAINS FIVE DOSES.

YOU OUGHT TO SEE RESULTS
IN A MATTER OF SECONDS.

THE SOONER THE BETTER.

SOMETHING'S WRONG.

WHY-WHY DON'T I
FEEL ANY DIFFERENT?

ELEMENTARY, MY DEAR THAILOG.

THIS IS THE REAL SERUM.
[WICKED LAUGHTER]

THE HYPO I GAVE YOU
WAS ADVANCE-STAGE CLONE VIRUS.

[LAUGHS] YOU SHOULD START
KEELING OVER IN PAIN

ANY MINUTE NOW.

WHAT ABOUT THE MONEY?

YOU STILL EXPECT ME TO PAY?

OH, HEAVENS, NO,
DEAR BOY.

I EXPECT YOU TO PETRIFY.

-THAILOG: AH!
-I CONCLUDED THAT YOU
HAD THE STRENGTH

TO LAST THE LONGEST
OF ALL THE CLONES.

SO I TOOK THE PRECAUTION
OF ACCELERATING YOUR DEMISE.

FINALLY,
I'M FREE OF YOU--

YOUR INTIMIDATIONS,
YOUR THREATS.

NO AMOUNT OF MONEY
COULD BRING ME THIS
KIND OF PEACE OF MIND.

[GROANING]

WATCHING YOU PERMANENTLY
PETRIFY MAY NOT BE PRETTY,

SO IF IT'S
ALL THE SAME TO YOU...

I'VE GOT BETTER THINGS
TO DO.

NOW IT'S JUST
YOU AND ME, KID.

HUDSON:
THERE YOU ARE, BURBANK.

NO WONDER YOU HAVE
TO CATCH YOUR BREATH.

THAT'S A WICKED FEVER,

AND AT OUR AGE,
A GARGOYLE CAN'T BE
TOO CAREFUL.

[GROANING IN PAIN]

NO, SHE'S LOSING
ALTITUDE FAST.

DON'T WORRY, DELILAH,
WE'VE GOT YOU.

-[GASPING]
-[GRUNTING]

OH, THE TROUBLE
YOU'VE PUT ME THROUGH--

THE HIDING, THE LIES.

TRICKING BOTH
GOLIATH AND THAILOG
HAS NOT BEEN A PICNIC.

BUT YOU HAVE NEEDS,
MY LITTLE ONE.

STARTING YOUR METABOLISM
REQUIRES SO MUCH
GARGOYLE DNA.

WELL, ENOUGH OF MY
PETTY COMPLAINING.

THIS IS YOUR NIGHT:

YOUR NIGHT
TO RISE AND SHINE!

SAY SOMETHING, MY BOY.

DON'T BE SHY.

[VERY DEEP VOICE]
FATHER.

[BEEPING]

OH, DEAR.

I THOUGHT I DETECTED
A PALL IN THE AIR.

BY THE TIME
WE FOUND THEM,
IT WAS TOO LATE.

THERE WAS NOTHING
WE COULD DO.

DOCTOR, DO YOU THINK

WE'LL EVER FIND A WAY
TO BRING THEM BACK?

THERE MAY BE A WAY
TO REVIVE THEM ONE DAY,

BUT WHY MAKE THE EFFORT?

-[ALL GASP]
-THEY WERE DEFECTIVE.
IF YOU ASK ME...

THEY'RE A LOT BETTER OFF
PASSING FOR BAD SCULPTURE.

SHOW SOME RESPECT, SIR.

CAREFUL, OLD ONE,

OR YOU MAY SOON
JOIN THEM.

SOMETHING IS
VERY WRONG HERE,

AND I THINK YOU KNOW
WHAT IT IS.

WHATEVER COULD YOU MEAN?

TELL ME!

DADDY NEEDS YOU,
MY BOY!

[GROWLS]

DADDY NEEDS YOU NOW!

[GROWLING AND RUMBLING]

ANGELA: WHAT'S THAT?

GET HIM! THAT'S GOLIATH,

THE BIG BAD GARGOYLE
I TOLD YOU ABOUT.

HE WON'T BOTHER YOU...
AGAIN, FATHER.

FATHER?

[GRUNTS]

BIG MISTAKE!

[ALL GROWL]

WHAT HAVE THEY BEEN
FEEDIN' THIS GUY?

YOU!

LITTLE ANTON WAS CLONED
FROM ALL OF YOU...

AFTER I EXTRACTED
THE VERY BEST

YOUR GARGOYLE GENE POOLS
HAD TO OFFER.

WITH LITTLE ANTON
AT MY SIDE,

THERE'LL BE NO MORE BRUTES
LIKE YOU OR THAILOG
RUNNING MY LIFE!

[GRUNTING]

FROM NOW ON,

ANTON BARTHOLOMEW SEVARIUS
IS HIS OWN MAN!

-[GRUNTS]
-[YELLS]

ONE CHANCE, ANTON.

IF YOU TRULY CARE
FOR YOUR FATHER,

YOU WILL SURRENDER
RIGHT NOW.

NO... SURRENDER.

[GRUNTS]

NOW... YOU CHOOSE.

LIKE FATHER, LIKE SON.

[GASPS]

THAILOG?

THAILOG'S HELPING US?

NEVER THOUGHT I'D LIVE
TO SEE THE NIGHT.

[GRUNTING]

[SHRIEKS]

BUT I SAW YOU TAKE
THE VIRUS! AAH!

[GRUNTS]

[ROARS]

[ALL EXCLAIM]

-[SNARLS]
-THAT'S MY BOY!

MAKE HIM PAY, SON!

[GOLIATH GRUNTING]

[ALL GRUNTING]

[BEEPING]

GET OFF HIM!

AAH! WHA--

[SNARLING]

YOU-YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN
STONE COLD AN HOUR AGO.

I SAW YOU USE THE HYPO.

WHY WOULD I TRUST
A SPINELESS COWARD
DEVOID OF MORAL FIBER?

YOU SAW WHAT I WANTED

YOU TO SEE, DOCTOR.

MY INJECTION PERFORMANCE
WAS AS CONVINCING

AS YOUR... CONCERN
FOR YOUR CREATIONS.

IT WAS THE ONLY WAY
TO FIND OUT IF YOU
INTENDED TO BETRAY ME.

AND NOW THAT WE BOTH
KNOW THE ANSWER,

IT'S PAYBACK TIME.

NO! NO! NO!

HELP ME, ANTON!

HELP ME!

[GROWLS] FATHER!

[GRUNTING]

NO ONE... HURTS...

-MY FATHER!
-[YELLS]

NO ONE!

THAT'S IT, SON!

MOW THEM DOWN

FOR YOUR OLD MAN!

THAILOG.

I WANTED TO...

I KNOW. I KNOW.

SO MUCH TO SAY,
SO LITTLE TIME.

BEFORE I GO, I HAVE SOMETHING
FOR YOU, GOLIATH,

COURTESY OF THE GOOD DOCTOR.

HOW I-- HOW I DID ENJOY
CAUSING YOU GRIEF.

[ROARS]

WHAT ARE YOU
WAITING FOR, ANTON?!

CRUSH HIM
LIKE A BEETLE!

FINISH IT!

IT IS FINISHED,
SEVARIUS.

NO!

[GASPS]

FATHER, WHAT'S...

HAPPENING... TO ME?

EVERYTHING'S GOING TO
BE ALL RIGHT, I PROMISE.

YOU'RE JUST
TAKING A NAP,

A VERY LONG NAP.

HE ALMOST MAKES ME
FEEL SORRY FOR HIM.

SAVE YOUR TEARS
FOR HIS SON.

HE DID NOT ASK
FOR ANY OF THIS,

YET WE HAD TO FIGHT HIM
TO THE END.

IT IS NEARLY DAWN.
WE SHOULD RETURN HOME.

DON'T YOU WORRY
ABOUT A THING, ANTON.

DADDY'S HERE.

DADDY WILL ALWAYS
BE HERE.

ANGELA:
THEY SEEM AT HOME HERE.

GOLIATH: WHO COULD SAY
WHAT THE FUTURE HOLDS?

WE WERE STONE A THOUSAND YEARS
BETWEEN BREATHS.

PERHAPS THESE
TROUBLED CREATURES

HAVE NOT SEEN
THEIR FINAL SUNRISE.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]