Helix (2014–2015): Season 2, Episode 6 - M. Domestica - full transcript

I think we're all familiar with
the tragic events at Arctic Biosystems

and the failure that occurred
under the watch of Hiroshi Hatake.

But from the ashes,
a new opportunity has arisen.

Narvik-C.

Unlike Dr. Hatake, science doesn't lie,
or make excuses or feel confused.

We can trust the new Narvik.
It's right there in the report.

Which is why I recommend moving
forward with Narvik-C immediately.

We've all made great sacrifices to
prevent humanity from going off-course.

Unfortunately, those sacrifices
have been in vain.

Alan.

Sorry.



It's cool.

You know, we don't have to stop.

Yes, we do.

At this hour?

Come on.

- Board meeting's been rescheduled.
- What? When?

An hour ago.

Why the hell didn't they tell me?

With Narvik-C,
we can finally arrive at our goal

of making the planet
a stable, sustainable concern.

Dr. Walker, nice of you to join us.

I would have joined you sooner
if I'd been informed of this meeting.

A scheduling error, I'm sure.

As always, we value
your input in these matters.



As I was saying,

we at the Ilaria Corporation held out hope
that nature would take care of itself.

But overpopulation, diminishing
resources and drastic climate change

have forced our hand.

We must take a more active role
in the stewardship of the human race.

With 17 coordinated strikes,

we can reduce world population
by 75 percent within three months.

And we'd still have the ability to
administer the cure created by Dr. Walker

to any mortals deemed essential.

We expect this to be a shortlist.

I had assurances Ilaria would
suspend work on the Narvik virus.

You were assured
we would suspend human testing.

Nothing more.

You told me I would have time to research
and develop non-lethal alternatives.

And tell us, what have you delivered?

My crop redistribution initiative
is very promising.

- How long?
- Fifty to a hundred years.

Narvik can accomplish that
in 50 to a hundred days.

Pollution, famine, drought...
They won't wait, Dr. Walker.

- This is about our very survival.
- Call it what you want. It's genocide.

Must we hear this from someone
who's barely lived a single lifetime?

We've been harassed, persecuted
and tortured on seven continents.

You didn't have to see your loved ones
burned at the stake.

This isn't genocide,
it's a cleansing moment of clarity.

Let's put it to a vote. Those in favor?

Opposed?

The motion carries.

executive compensation.

She collapsed.

I did everything I could.

I tried to help her.

- I tried.
- Of course you did.

I mean, she didn't even have any signs
that she was ill.

It's better this way.

She didn't suffer.

I'm just not ready to let her go.

- She was ready.
- But I wasn't.

I wasn't.
This is not what I wanted.

- It's not how I wanted it to be.
- Michael, listen to me, please.

- She was my mother.
- And my daughter.

I know.

And I should be falling apart right now,
but I'm not.

Do you know why?

Because I'm with you.

And I know you're going to take care
of me and everyone else here.

Because no matter what, you prevail.

You understand?

You prevail.

That is how we prevail.

She's taken her final path.

Yes, she has.

We will prevail.

We will.

Oh, thank you, Anne.

Thank you.

I knew I could count on your strength.

Of all my daughters,
you've always been my favorite.

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- Sarah. Thank God.
- Alan?

Where have you been?
I can't get a straight answer.

It's a long story.
Why are you handcuffed?

You should ask your good friend,
Dr. Sommer.

If he is a doctor.

Texas Tech Med School in Lubbock.
That's the Harvard of the Panhandle.

Are you okay?
I'm fine.

- Kyle, what the hell is going on?
- You haven't figured it out?

- He's a mole.
- Watch it, friend.

He's undercover.
Apparently, I'm the CDC's most wanted.

And I am not your friend.

You've been investigating us
this entire time?

Not you, him.

This man's a wanted terrorist.

Multiple counts of murder
and the bombing of Ilaria in Paris.

I trust him, which is more
than I can say for you right now.

That's why you're not in charge
of uncuffing people.

I've been watching you. You do not
have the know-how to get out of this.

Then start looking closer
because I'm the guy who's doing it.

- Where's Peter? Does he know?
- He's AWOL.

- Well, we should find him.
- I've tried. No one's seen him.

Maybe he knew something about you
the rest of us didn't.

Last I checked, I was the one who didn't
desert or get himself on a suspect list.

So how about we start
with what I have to say?

I filtered the honey and found pollen
with three sides and distinctive furrows.

- Pollen?
- Yeah. It should lead us to the source.

We just have to take samples
and find a match.

Do you have any idea how many trees
and plants there are on this island?

That could take months.

What's so funny?

M. domestica.

- Of course. How did we not see it?
- What didn't we see?

It was right under your nose all along,
doctor.

Three-sided pollen, distinctive furrows.

That's M. domestica,
otherwise known as the common apple.

Everybody's eating apples.
Why aren't they all sick?

That's what you need to find out.

We need to take apple pollen samples,
and we need to do it now.

And I would be happy to do it,
except that I'm...

You sit tight.

I'm done trusting anybody
with the name Farragut.

I suggest you do the same.

A stroke.

- Is that what he said?
- Yes.

Does our father even know
what a stroke looks like?

Why are you questioning him?

Because you're blind.

Mind your tone with me.

Of course.
I should never question, never doubt.

Just be Michael's humble servant.
Yes.

As I am.

- As your grandmother was.
- My grandmother?

You know, I saw her last night on her
way to see Michael. To accuse him.

She didn't tell you?
The girl from the CDC, Sarah?

She has eyes just like him.

All this time,
Michael told us he was the only one.

And the moment Agnes finds another,
she dies?

Of a stroke?

Yes.

And you'd better accept it
before you step out of this room.

- We owe that man everything.
- Maybe we owe him too much.

Maybe it's time for him to pay.

Now, you listen to me.

Your 20th birthday is coming.

- I won't do it.
- You will do your duty.

Like I did, and my mother
and her mother before her.

And on and on.

All those portraits on the wall.

All of them his precious daughters.

All of them his lovers.

- I'm not ashamed of what I am.
- Maybe you should be.

You and Agnes
and every last one of us.

You made me what I am,
but I didn't ask for it.

What you should be is grateful.

This gift honors all of us.

And like me and every one of us,
you will bear Michael a daughter.

- I won't let my father have me.
- You will give me a granddaughter.

The line will remain unbroken.

Good morning, Peter.

It seems your brother's flown the coop.

So why don't you step out
into the light?

Come on now.

Step into the light
and let me see your eyes.

Your real eyes.

You've already seen my eyes.

Yes, well,

dyes, lenses, injections.

- I have no idea what you're talk--
- Oh, come on. Come on.

I'll get answers one way or the other.

Are you one of them?

Did Ilaria send you?

What's Ilaria?

Nice try.

But the correct response
would have been "Who's Ilaria?"

I work for the CDC. I'm just a scientist.

- Just a scientist.
- Yeah.

So then you should know the function
of a catalyst, yes?

- Of course.
- Well, I'd like to introduce a catalyst...

To jump-start
your consideration of my questions.

I wouldn't sleep if I were you.

They haven't been fed in a few days.

They call it the Planting Ritual.

He did it to my mother
and my grandmother.

It's barbaric.

He's a great man.

- You should be honored.
- He's my father.

I don't know
what you want me to do.

Michael's made us all free.

Oh, you're free?

How nice for you.

I'll think of that
when he's forcing himself on me.

Don't talk like that.

Don't like having to hear
something so unpleasant?

Stop.

Just stop.

Do you know I pray?

Ever since
this horrible disease started,

I've prayed.

Not that things would get better.

That they would get worse.

That it would get so bad, it would take
away his power and I could run away.

I don't want him to be
the father of my child.

I want it to be someone special.

If only someone would make sure he
couldn't do those horrible things to me.

There is a moment in every life

where the body can no longer
follow the path prescribed by the mind.

Agnes has reached
the end of her path

and discarded the hollow shell
that we call the body.

But in a time like this,
we must ask ourselves,

who better, who more deserving,

to go on so great a journey?

Agnes was the best of us.

A caring soul brimming with love

and a gifted scientist
whose miraculous abilities

gave us the sweetest
of all of our garden's bounty.

Everything sweet on this island
was made so by Agnes' creation.

The hybrid Chester blackberry,

that, like the life
she taught us to lead,

survives the worst conditions.

So let us honor her and partake...

in the greatest gift she created.

Get off.
You're trying to kill me!

I need some help here.

Where'd these new
infected come from?

I don't know.
The screams started 10 minutes ago.

What do we do?
Get these people into quarantine.

What if there's not enough room?

Find the biggest room,
round up the sick.

They won't come willingly.
Use physical force.

They're having a psychotic break,
they won't listen to reason.

They're not your friends and family
anymore.

Divide into teams of two.
Use ropes, belts, whatever you can find.

We need to restrain these people
before they hurt themselves.

- Now go.
- Quickly, everyone.

That's not the face of someone
who got her way.

That's because I didn't.

- But everything they promised...
- Is now un-promised.

The facilities are operational in 17
major cities, shipments are moving.

They're making plans to ensure the
nuclear power plants don't melt down.

This is happening.

So this really is the end of the world.
Not yet.

It's still a week
before they can pull the trigger.

Sergio?

I'm sorry.

I've seen a lot of death in my time.

Hell, I've caused a fair share of it. But
the scope of what they are planning is...

I'm gonna contact the CDC.

- Blow the whistle.
- Is that our best option?

It's not like the CDC's
been able to contain the virus.

Who knows how long
it'll take them to coordinate.

It's our only option
unless you have a better idea.

You know how Ilaria
deals with traitors.

I'm not asking you to be part of this.

Guilt by association.

There are Ilaria safe houses
around the world.

Yeah.
I'm sure I'd be safe in one of those.

What's this?

Little souvenir from Arctic Biosystems.

Best served chilled.

- The cure.
- A single dose.

Keep it safe.

It's about to become
the most valuable substance on Earth.

What happened?
You get the samples?

We got a new outbreak.
At least 30 victims, maybe more.

Anne's putting together teams
to get them into quarantine.

- Thirty victims? How?
- I don't know.

We gotta get this thing under control.
It's a war zone.

- Ah!
- Hey, watch it. You'll pop your stitches.

He's right.

- You gotta sit this one out.
- What? No.

You cannot triage an abbey's worth
of unstable patients on your own.

- I'm coming with you.
- For God's sake.

- Take me out of these cuffs so I can help.
- Uhn-uhn. No way.

Where will I go? We're
in the middle of the ocean.

- I got my orders.
- They can recite them at your funeral.

If you don't let me out of these cuffs, none
of us are getting off this island alive.

Let me go!

I need those sedatives.
What's the holdup?

I was explaining we only have
20 injectable doses of diazepam.

- I can't allow you to use it on our people.
- See what I'm dealing with?

We don't see Western medicine
as a positive step to being.

Anne, these people are suffering.

What you call suffering
we see as a difficult but necessary path.

I don't give a damn what kind
of kale smoothies you've been drinking.

People are gonna be
pulling out of their restraints.

No amount of "being" will keep them
from ripping out your throat.

He's right, Anne.

Hello, Jerome.

I'm glad your path brought you here
where you can be of help.

I know where my path
is gonna take me when this is over.

Please. Let's not let unfinished business
get in the way of caring for the sick.

And don't let dogma prevent healing.

It's the CDC's job to make sure
our people get well.

Isn't that right?

The sedatives will provide comfort
for six hours.

- And what do we do after that?
- Sominous?

It's a hybrid of Valerian, skullcap
and mother's wort.

Agnes was making it before she left us.

It's an excellent sedative.

It can be administered orally in a tea.

Hello, Olivia.

I brought you something.

I thought everyone
had forgotten about me.

Of course not.

Things have gotten a little crazy.

I heard screaming.

What's going on up there?

There are a lot more sick people now.

The CDC doctors are locking everyone
in the refectory.

Monsters.

I just hope they don't do to them
what they did to my Soren.

Truth is, no one knows
what they're doing.

You may be in the safest place
in the whole Abbey.

They had no right to punish me.

Doesn't Michael say that a true path
is always righteous?

That he does.

Then I'm glad I stabbed
that CDC woman.

I'd do it again.

Please, Olivia.

- Don't say that.
- I mean it.

No one was sick until they got here.

And now Soren's gone.

They killed my son.

Who's gonna be punished for that?

I don't know.

I just wish someone
would make them go away.

This Valerian skullcap stuff,
it's gonna work, right?

- My mother was a brilliant chemist.
- That's not what I asked.

I need to know we're not gonna
have a slaughterhouse on our hands.

It will work.

How did 83 people get sick
at the same time?

They were all exposed
to the pathogen simultaneously.

So, what was the axis event?

Breakfast?

This is the same diet as every day?

Nothing was added to the menu.

Were all these people together
somewhere?

Maybe the orchard
or the counsel hall?

We were all at the memorial service
for Agnes.

We all ate the berries,
the hybrid she created.

- All of these people?
- We all ate them, even me.

If you were gonna be sick,
you'd be sick already.

Still, eating those berries is the only
thing the infected have in common.

That's where we start.

It's the black hole.

No light can escape.

Listen.

I know you're in pain, but I can help.

- I'm a doctor.
- Pain is fleeting.

It goes in the hole.

Understand?

Once it's in there, it never escapes.

- I understand.
- Never. Never.

I understand. Please.
Please. Just get me out of here.

The things they want gone
go in the hole.

In the hole.

Look, hey. Listen, listen.

Just you pull up the grate
and I'll do the rest, okay?

- Pain stays in the hole.
- No, no, no.

- It can't escape.
- No, no, no.

- No, no, no.
- Pain goes in the hole.

Pain goes in the hole!

Here's the next batch.

Say, Sarah, you wouldn't happen
to have some gum, would you?

Oh, so now I'm "Sarah"
now that you need something from me?

Didn't think we'd be here this long.
I'm out.

You do know too much xylitol can
increase your blood sugar levels, right?

Thanks.

I'll remember that when I go
for my Ph.D. in gum-ology.

I've got something.

It's definitely a fungus.

It looks like the same one we found
in Soren's blood.

Is it in all the samples?

No. Only in wells 3 through 9,
15 through 21, and 43 through 48.

And those all came
from the same batch.

Only some of the berries
are contaminated.

- Well, that rules out accidental exposure.
- What are you saying?

- Think somebody did this on purpose?
- It's the only explanation.

Half the bowls were spiked,
probably with contaminated honey.

The only question is, who had access?

Hello, Peter.

Are you ready to talk?

There's been a new outbreak.

And I know you'd like
to help your friends.

They're struggling without their leader.

Then let me out so I can help them.

In good time.

Provided you help me.

And how do I do that?

Your friend, Sarah, she's very special.

And please don't pretend
that you don't know about her or me.

But I'd like you to tell me
how she got to be that way.

I don't know.

I wasn't there when it happened.

Oh, I get it.

You liked those rats.

You wanna see how many more
I can fit down there.

I mean, I was sick, out of my mind.

I wasn't a part of it.

Huh.

Well, maybe you just need a little
more time to think about your answers.

I'll be back, say, in a year or two.

No, no. Wait, wait.

I know the people
who made her immortal.

If you let me out,
I can get the information.

If you give me something I can use,

I will contemplate your release.

I don't know what made Sarah immortal,
but I know about her baby.

It's immortal too.

At least she thinks it is.

Her...

Her baby?

She has an immortal child?

She was pregnant
when she became immortal.

You're sure about this?

Yeah, of course I'm sure.

Thank you, Peter.

I think we're going to be great friends.

Hey, then let me out of here.

- Please invite Dr. Jordan to my office.
- Hey!

And bring the restraints.

Hey, let me out of here!

Hey! Come on!

Michael!

An immortal child?

Not just that.

The child might be the way
to make the rest of us like Michael.

Are you sure that's all he said?

Isn't that enough?

Enough to make you bring Dr. Jordan
to me instead of him.

But...

Michael told me...

I know what he told you,
but don't you understand?

The moment I was born without the eyes,
I've been good for only one thing.

To bear him another daughter.

And he'll keep doing it
to every one of his daughters.

Do you know why?

Because every time he does,
the mortal part gets weaker,

and the immortal part gets stronger.

That's why it has to be his daughters.

He thinks one day he'll have a child
like himself.

Don't.

- Damn it, Amy.
- What did you just say?

You heard me.

I've done a lot of things, bad things.

I've done them for you.

And you've received nothing in return?

I didn't say that.

But Michael has Anne asking questions
about how people got sick.

She won't find out.

She's not just gonna let you do
whatever you want.

- If I get caught--
- You think I would let you suffer?

Little you think of me.

Of us.

You keep telling me there is no "us."

There's either you and me
or you and Michael.

You can't have both.

When you make a decision, that's when
you'll know if there is an "us."

Hello?

Is someone there?

I guess I don't have to ask
how you got in.

We do own the place.

Please, sit.

- I don't have time for games.
- More's the pity.

I've spent the balance of a hundred years
learning to make the perfect coq au vin.

Turns out the secret is in skimming
the impurities from the sauce.

Much like what Ilaria
is trying to accomplish.

Why are you here?

Why is any of us here?

You ask that a lot when you spend so
much time around people with agendas.

Like our colleagues at Ilaria.

You still haven't answered
my question.

Your plan to inform the CDC will fail.

- Balleseros told you?
- Oh, please.

I heard your protests, I saw the files
you pulled from the data banks.

The rest was arithmetic.

Don't beat yourself up.

We've been doing this
a very long time.

What is that?

Our last chance.

Turns out I don't relish the idea
of spending eternity

in the company of the same silver-eyed
dullards any more than you do.

No more than I like the idea
of exterminating humanity.

And I'm not the only one
who feels that way.

"Mademoiselle Durant"?

She'll be at the Jardin De La
Jeune Lune tomorrow at 9 sharp.

Don't be late.

I do hope you're not vegan.

Oh, damn, that is good.

Everyone, please stay. Please.

I'd like you all to see this.

Is something wrong?

Well, I don't know, Amy.
Is something wrong?

I'd like to know.

Is there anything you need
to say to me?

No.

What's wrong?

You're scaring us.

Landry, would you be so kind
as to search that locker, please?

- Whose coat is this?
- It's mine.

Oh, Anne.

How could you?

I have no idea how that got there.

Of course you don't.

Bring her.

Look, this is ridiculous.

Step aside.

There's no way she brought that
into this Abbey.

Oh, you mean the source
of the disease?

The reason why we're all cowering
in fear?

You made them all sick.

No. Why would I?

I don't know.

But I'm gonna find out.

No, Michael.

I'd never do that.

Please, Michael.

Mademoiselle Durant?

After 500 years? Really?

That was very rude of her.

I'm sorry?

No need to be sorry.

Madame Walker, I presume?

I am Mademoiselle Durant.

I never could get used
to the contact lenses.

Don't be so surprised.

You know we come in all sizes.

I hear you met that little shit
who calls himself "The Scythe."

I did.

It's because of people like him
that there are people like me

and Madame Wallenberg.

What kind of people are you?

The kind who know damn well you
cannot change the system from within.

A young person's mistake,
but there's hope for you yet.

I need more than hope right now.

We need you too.

There is another renegade immortal.

Not one of us.

But he's been working
on something very promising.

A project that might prevent our friends
at Ilaria from ending the human race.

- Well, tell me.
- There is much for you to learn.

And it begins here.

Cut the bonds
and get them out of those beds.

We need to save
our brothers and sisters.

Hey. Hey, what are you people doing?

You gotta put them back in the beds.

Hey, when these people come to,
they're gonna be violent.

- Don't you understand?
- Olivia? What is happening here?

What does it look like?
We're taking care of our own.

Whoa. Olivia, you know me.

I've lived here.

You lived among us,
but you were never one of us.

But you have to let us help
these people.

I took your help, and I lost my son.

Now is our time to show
these sowers of disease and discord

that they can't bully us.

We stand together.

- Let's go.
- Together. Come on.

Let's go.

- We're not gonna win this one.
- We let them take the sick?

For now. I've seen this before.

Frightened people blaming their doctors
for their disease, hurting, even killing.

Get to the lab, protect Sarah.
Go. Now, now.

I don't know what's taking Alan so long.

He knows what he's doing.

I hope so.
Those people were ready to kill.

They'd have turned on us in a moment,
no problem.

That's ironic, coming from you.

Hey, I'm just doing a job. Like you.

Not exactly like me.

- This doesn't make any sense.
- What doesn't?

No. Something must be wrong
with the spec.

Seeing as it probably shares a birthday
with my daddy... What's it saying?

The apple pollen samples you gathered
tested positive for the fungus.

Great. Now we know
how the honey got infected.

Except there are no traces of mycotoxin
in the apples, only in the honey.

So the honey makes you Mycotic
and kills you, but the apples don't?

- Kyle. Sarah.
- Alan, great.

We need fresh eyes on this.
Come here.

Kyle, we're conducting a room-by-room
search for the Mycotics.

We could use your help.

You calling the shots now?

Just conveying information.

All right, all right. I'm coming.

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