Hemlock Grove (2013–2015): Season 3, Episode 4 - Every Beast - full transcript

Johann's mental state is tested, Shelly finds solace in her newfound friend. Roman and Annie grow closer. Peter's pack has a devastating development. Destiny gets a surprise.

Mmm.
Mmm.
Have a good time.
But not too good.
I don't even want to go.
The guys insisted.
It's just gonna be
a lot of drinking, poker,
guys lighting their farts
on fire...
And that chick at
the Saddlestrap in Finleyville
who can shoot ping-pong balls
out of her cooch.
Strippers are fine,
but no hookers.
I don't want you bringing bugs
back into our bed.
Everything I want...
is right here.
Hey, make sure
that Peter has a good time.
He needs it.
Done.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
Bring a toothbrush.
With Spivak's genome sequencing
now complete, comma,
markers for a cartilaginous
skeletal structure
and several cold water indices
can be isolated and identified.
Dr Arnold Spivak, end quote.
Full stop.
Histological preparation
and observation
via standard microscopy
reveals evenly distributed
structures resembling...
..subcutaneous mucous glands,
comma,
which further suggest amphibious
rather than reptilian genesis.
Full stop.
Far more troubling
is the evident
phenotypic morpho-fluidity,
which allows the organism
to assume the simulacra
of human form
and consciousness
while maintain...
Attention, please.
A biological contaminant
has been detected.
Quarantine procedures
have been initiated.
Blinsky! Open the door!
I can't. Contamination protocols
have been triggered.
- There's no manual override.
- But I didn't do anything!
- This must be some malfunction!
- Please, try to relax.
The air sensor systems
are running their diagnostics.
If there's been an error,
the system will auto-correct
and the quarantine
will be lifted.
When?
Hard to say with any degree of
certainty, given the variables.
Blinsky...bring me my meds
immediately.
What?
Bring me my meds!
Of course I'd be happy to,
but unfortunately
the containment module
is not equipped
with a pass-through apparatus.
I talked to the guys
about boosting
the drugs and shit,
and I gotta say, they just
don't think it's a problem.
What happened to
the fucking ice-cream trucks?
Yeah, I'm still doing that too.
Come on, man,
how about a little rhythm here?
Everything I do is for Destiny,
you know that.
Oh, and this is how you plan
to take care of her,
by getting your ass shot off?
Be sure to get her knocked up
so your kids never know
their father.
That's what's gonna happen when
your shit plan goes sideways.
OK, look, maybe you're right.
Maybe the whole heist thing
needs rethinking.
You think MAYBE the heist thing
needs rethinking?
That's what I said.
What the fuck
do you want from me?
I want you to show me
that you can be trusted.
Where is everybody?
Hello? Anybody here?
Shit.
Fuck.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Andreas, Peter,
where are you?
My fucking head.
I need some air.
You OK?
What I told you last night
about Letha...
You can't put that on yourself.
I kept my daughter
locked in a soundproof box,
and I never knew
how to love her.
That is on me.
Promise me
you won't tell anybody.
OK.
Especially Peter.
He would never understand.
I'm very good
at keeping secrets.
These things last night, I...
Why do you think
they were after us?
I don't know.
Maybe it's our turn.
I'm OK now. I can drive.
- You're not even close to fine.
- I'm fine.
And you need blood. We both do.
So maybe you and I
should hunt after all.
I got a better idea.
Let's rob a bank.
Dr Pryce's line.
Dr Blinsky speaking.
Where is he?
I'm sorry, Ms Godfrey, Dr Pryce
is indisposed at the moment.
Fuck that.
Tell him to wipe his ass.
I'll be there in 15 minutes.
Oh, my God.
- Morning.
- 'Tis.
People get up
kind of early around here.
Yeah, there's not much to do
after sundown.
Gets pretty cold. And dark.
What you got there?
Emily Dickinson, huh?
I love her stuff.
There was a long time...
maybe my whole life, really,
when it felt like
she was my only friend.
Probably sounds silly.
No, not at all.
""Hope' is the thing
with feathers
"That perches in the soul,
"And sings the tunes
without the words...
"And never stops at all..."
What are you doing?
Wait and see.
Mind if I try?
Do your thing.
Thanks.
Yes?
What kind of fucked-up shit
did you do in your last life
to get punished
with a mug like that?
Shit, and I thought
I'd seen ugly in my day.
Saw a lady once
who had her whole face
cut off by a lawn mower,
looked better than you.
I don't give two shits
what that judge said.
Admit it.
You got away with murder.
Didn't you?
Huh?
Yep.
And you know why?
Because I enjoy killing.
Dogs, cats, people.
Kill, kill, kill.
It's a calling, really.
So you better keep that in mind
when you go to sleep tonight.
'Cause this doesn't close.
And I'll be watching you.
Welcome to the Rooster Poot
Playhouse!
They figured out
the caviar was stepped on.
- That's gotta be what this is about.
- Impossible.
- I handled it. You saw.
- Croats are fucking crazy.
I don't give a fuck
what the reason was.
We got to hit back,
and twice as hard.
Take it easy.
I know it's hard, but just...
Did they deserve this? Huh?
You all knew these folks.
- Shandor, the rest of them.
- I say we fuck 'em up.
Turn the snow red with their
blood. Rat-shit cowards.
Hey, the Croats aren't the only
ones we've grifted, alright?
For all we know, this could've
been somebody else altogether.
Could've been the guys we jacked
the stuff from originally.
Either way, we're not
going to war with anyone.
You calling the shots now,
Peter?
We gotta take care
of them first.
I say we walk the fuck away
like we were never here.
No. We leave them here, the cops
will be up our asses so fast.
I say we pull the backhoe
around, dig a hole.
A few Gypsies vanish,
who's gonna give a damn?
They're family! Not some
fucking trash to be thrown out.
Come here.
Fucking animals.
- Andreas, you gotta calm down.
- But these...
Get the guys to put the bodies
on a truck,
appoint someone to drive it
to a long-term lot somewhere,
lock it up,
let the bodies freeze,
and that buys us some time to
figure out what to do with them.
Everyone else scrubs every inch
of this place with bleach.
Walls, floors, everywhere.
And when they're done
and there's not a drop
of blood left,
they're gonna start scrubbing
some more, understand?
Do you understand?
OK. Give me your car keys.
Why? Where are you going?
I'm gonna find out who did this.
Just...just...
..clean up this mess
and don't do anything else
until I get back.
OK?
Keys.
Hey, babe.
Hey, creamsicle.
So, what's up?
Did you get there OK?
Yeah. Yeah, I was just
checking in like I said I would.
Is everything OK?
All good. I just called to say
I love you and, uh, I miss you.
Me too.
Did you like your big surprise?
Uh...what?
Don't tell me some asshole
broke into the car
and stole it last night.
The watch.
Sorry, yeah. God, it's...
it's beautiful, baby.
- I love it.
- Good.
OK, well...
..say hi to the boys for me.
I will.
Just, er...
..be careful, OK?
What do you mean?
Nothing. Just, you know,
your men are out of town.
Since when do I need you
and Peter to take care of me?
Since never.
Just...just take care.
Sure.
I love you so much.
I love you too, babe.
Ugh.
No, no, no! Don't shoot!
Please, just let us go!
Stop! Roman, enough.
Let's just get out of here.
Ugh!
From Zion, perfect in beauty...
..from the rising of the sun
to where it sets,
God shines forth.
A fire devours before him.
He was gonna kill you.
He'd be alive,
if we weren't who we are,
what we are.
Greedy, barbarous and cruel.
My people are dead, and you're
out buying groceries. Why?
I don't know what
you're talking about.
I swear to God, if you lie,
I'll take your eye.
How much did they pay you
to rat us out?
The Croats
are moving their product
to their retailers
on the street.
If they found out
it had been stepped on,
they'd have trashed the load.
I'd be hanging by a bridge
with a hook through my tongue.
I want to know
who's responsible.
You tell me your people
have been killed.
Do you think I'm consulted
about such things?
All I know is fish eggs.
You're going to make some calls,
put me in a room
with who's in charge.
- I want a meeting.
- But I'm nobody.
- I have no authority.
- Do it.
You sure you wouldn't prefer
spending the night at my place?
I think I need to be alone.
When will I see you again?
Ms Godfrey, it would be best
for all concerned
if you would just take a minute
and listen
to what I have to say.
Would you mind telling me
what, exactly, is going on here?
Dr Pryce
is in containment.
Well, I can see that, Blinsky.
I'd like to know why.
Well, that is a matter
of some conjecture...
Olivia!
Get that little maggot
to open this door!
How long does he need
to stay in there like that?
Well, that's another
known unknown.
I fucking hate boxes!
Speaking of boxes,
what's up with those rats?
What rats?
The ones on your computer
devouring each other.
You hacked into my computer?
I want you to explain why you're
watching cannibal rat porn
and what it has to do with me.
- How did you...
- It doesn't matter! Explain!
I work with lab rats all the
time. That's what they're for.
You didn't answer the question.
This might come as a shock,
but not everything in this lab
or elsewhere on the planet
is about you, Olivia!
Are you hiding Shelley
in the White Tower somewhere?
- Because if you are...
- You lost Shelley?!
- No, I didn't lose Shelley!
- Goddamn it!
- You know what...
- I knew it!
- What did you do with her?
- I'm sick and tired...
- The second you got her...
- I'm telling you, shut up!
Give it to me straight.
Is my cancer back?
Maybe.
And maybe not.
You open this door
and you let me take my meds,
and then I will tell you
everything I know.
Open the door, get him his meds.
I can't.
There's no manual override,
as Dr Pryce well knows.
- He says you can't open it.
- Don't listen to him.
He's lying!
No.
I suppose there's
no delicate way to say this.
Dr Pryce is going through
the classic stages
of drug withdrawal.
I had no idea how bad
his addiction had become.
People rarely do.
We should consider this
unexpected development a gift,
a kind of cosmic intervention,
if you will.
Soon the drug will have released
its insidious hold
and recovery can begin.
Did you trap him
in there on purpose?
What?
How...how can you even
suggest such a thing?
You did. You stuck him
in there to get clean.
I did no such thing.
A masterstroke.
Deeply compassionate.
I've been very worried
about him. The self-abuse.
It takes
a truly extraordinary man
to shoulder a burden like that,
restoring that
once brilliant mind to sanity,
no matter the consequences
to your own career
or reputation.
Dr Pryce can't do this alone.
He's going to need
all the help he can get.
So I guess it'll be up to us
to love him through this.
Yes, it will indeed.
Now, he should be through
the worst of it
in...another 24 hours.
So to be clear,
there's no contamination?
Only the poison
he's got himself hooked on.
Open the door. Now.
But you just said...
Do what I say and this
little ruse stays between us.
Otherwise, you can kiss
your career goodbye.
Hello?
Olivia, you're gonna
want to get down here.
Shelley's at your apartment.
- My apartment?
- She's with some dude.
- What dude?
- I have no idea.
They don't look like
they're sticking around,
so you're gonna want to
put a little fire under it.
Look, I have an errand to run.
You keep him in there
until I get back
or I'll have your ass on a spit.
- Are we clear?
- Yes, I think so.
- No! Are we clear?
- Yes.
Fuck.
This is where it starts.
And this is where it ends.
What's that supposed to mean?
Brianna is the picture
of wedding-day perfection.
In just four short weeks
and a little more
than 7,000 over budget,
Julius made Brianna's
wedding wash-out
into a wedding wonderland.
Everything about it
was just totally magical.
Julius was so caring
and understanding...
'Bye.
This fully mature male
Grant's gazelle senses danger.
- But too late.
- Mmm.
The leopard
is already in motion,
taking down its prey
as the rest...
..of the herd scatters.
Who is it?
Surprise!
Hey. Hi.
Hi!
Hey!
Alright.
What are the streets
telling you, cousin?
It was the Croats.
Well, while you were out there
confirming the obvious,
me and the pack came up
with a plan.
They're all going to be at their
shithole social club tonight.
We're going to chain
the doors shut from the outside
and torch the place,
with everyone inside.
- Cremate them all.
- Yeah.
Everyone, huh?
Women too?
Let every corpse be a lesson.
Shock and awe, brother.
Shock and motherfucking awe!
OK.
We hit back.
But we hit back smart.
Surgically.
We're gonna take one head.
Milan's.
We have to take the same number
of lives they took from us.
That's the law.
It's gotta be that way.
No! Just Milan's.
When we wave
that prick's head around,
he becomes the symbol for
the bloodbath that he caused.
That way, they got no more skin
left in the game.
Everyone goes home
and moves on with their lives.
Yes?
So you just watched them
drive away and you did nothing?
There were two of them,
and your daughter
is seven feet tall.
I felt a physical confrontation
would have been asymmetrical.
Then why didn't you follow them?
I am following them.
I slapped a GPS tracker
on the guy's truck,
and my guy at the DMV's
running plates.
They won't get far.
She's taken up
with a common thief.
An addict, probably.
She'll be completely
under his control.
I know junkies, Olivia.
This guy didn't fit the bill.
Not by a long shot.
Well, maybe...
maybe he's kidnapping her,
selling her to God knows who
for God knows what.
I didn't get that vibe.
She seemed pretty happy.
Because he's got her
doped out of her mind
on all sorts of drugs.
- Why are you doing this to me?
- Nobody's doing anything to you.
It looked like she was
having fun. You remember fun.
Stealing her mother blind?
You call that fun?
My daughter doesn't know
the first thing about...
..anything.
She doesn't have the sense
God gave little chickens.
She's not...planning
on coming back, is she?
I was never there for her.
Hi. I was wondering
if I might...
Whatever you're selling -
magazines, carrot seeds, Jesus,
I am not interested.
I'm not selling anything.
If I could come in,
I'll explain.
I don't let total strangers
into my house.
Please...
I'm not feeling well,
not that it's any of
your concern, so just...
Remove your fucking hand
from my door.
I'm your daughter.
You're insane.
Sunt fata ta Magdalena.
Who put you up to this?
My father said he never
stopped loving you.
He said you were the most
beautiful woman he'd ever met.
- His name was Dimitri.
- He lied.
Whoever told you that
was a liar.
They all are.
They tell you something pretty,
whatever you need to hear,
but they always leave.
I don't want anything from you,
except to understand
why you gave me up.
It couldn't have been easy.
I heard the stories.
You were practically
a child yourself.
I didn't come
to make your life harder.
But I have to know.
This is where I'm staying.
Come find me when you're ready.
This town is just full
of crazy people.
Yeah.
- That was amazing.
- Your turn.
My turn? To do what?
Whatever you want.
That stage is a window
into your soul.
I can't go up there.
The whole idea terrifies me.
Well, then that's exactly
the reason to do it.
Run at that barking dog.
Make your fears your ally.
I wouldn't even know what to do.
Doesn't matter what you do.
Only that you do.
And you have my solemn word,
this is not going on
your permanent record.
I can't.
I don't even...
Some Emily.
What would the Belle of Amherst
think if she knew
you were denying the gift
of her poetry, her heart,
to all these gentle folk?
Do it for her.
Speak her words out loud.
You put it that way,
I'd be a total Eeyore to say no.
You'll be fine.
"I tried to think
a lonelier Thing
"Than any I had seen
"Some Polar Expiation
"An Omen in the Bone
Of Death's tremendous nearness
"I probed Retrieveless things
"My Duplicate...to borrow..."
Oh, yeah!
There is a deletion
referred to as V2...
..they did not analyse
the presence or the absence...
Johann, please. Talk to me.
Fuck you.
You two have had it in for me
since the beginning.
Johann, honestly...
The containment module
has been determined
to be contamination-free.
Thank you for your patience.
The quarantine protocols
are terminated.
That was not
supposed to happen.
He's not through it yet.
Ugh.
Mm.
Doc...
..the breaker on the
diagnostic sensors was tripped.
Triggered a warning light
on the main panel.
I reset it for ya.
That is what's growing
inside of me?
Yours will be a little smaller,
of course.
I have your scans right here.
And that is...
Oh, that's the host body
it was withdrawn from.
Oh, you have no idea
how much better I feel.
Well, that's not gonna happen
to me. You're gonna fix it.
I mean, you can just...
cut it out of me, tight?
Unfortunately, the organism
so entwines the brain
and spinal cord
that extracting it would
almost always kill the patient.
Well, then, chemo? Radiation?
Anything's worth a try,
I suppose.
Worst case, you'll just
whip up another creature
like the one in the tank,
and I'll just,
you know, feed on it,
like I did with you-know-who.
Growing another creature
would take 18 months minimum.
You haven't got that long.
What are you saying, Johann?
Spivak created this disease.
The rats were test subjects,
prototypes,
engineered to manage
their disease
by feeding on their own species.
Well, does that work?
Does it fix it
if I just feed on other...
Regrettably, no -
from my experience,
from my observation,
it just delays the inevitable.
It's pretty much
a lose-lose situation.
And you know this how?
Spivak recorded his plans
in great detail
using microdot technology,
a quaint encryption trick
of the mid-20th century.
They just made everything
really tiny
and hoped nobody would find it.
It's all there
in its original German.
From its repeated references
to "Die Welt wird frei
von Upirs sein."
Um, "making the world
upir-free,"
and, "Das Pathogen
zeigt keine Wirkung
"an denen ihm
ausgesetzen Menschen."
"The pathogen doesn't affect
human beings exposed to it."
It's abundantly clear
that Spivak's development
of the LoPS pathogen was and is
the primary catalyst
for the extermination
of all upir.
- Does Roman have it?
- Not to my knowledge, no.
Of course he doesn't.
How long before I...
Well, I'd just be guessing,
but without treatment,
I'd say a month, give or take.
And, as I mentioned,
there currently is no treatment.
Try not to stress.
If there is a cure,
I'll find it.
Remember, Pryce,
if I die, my fail-safe plan
to reveal your entire
sick, sordid past will kick in.
You'll spend the rest
of your days a hunted man.
So you'll be needing
your peppy pills
to keep you
very fucking motivated.
Dick...dick...
These...
..are...
..for you.
..'cause you're gonna
own Andreas's pretty soon.
Ooh.
Hey. Not to worry.
It's gonna be great.
Which one of you
is Destiny Rumancek?
Oh, my God!
Yes, take it off!
Oh, my God!
Doesn't seem like
anybody's home.
Shh.
What the fuck is going on?
Finally, our guests of honour.
We were starting
to feel foolish,
standing around in the dark,
but here you are.
You like movies, Andreas?
What kind?
Comedies? Scary movies?
Porn?
Do you know
what kind of movies I like?
I like comedies.
I like porn,
but I like comedies more.
Hmm.
You like that, don't you,
you filthy bitch?
Oh, fuck.
Yeah, baby, that's right.
Say it. Say it.
Say, "Fuck me
with that big, fat Gypsy cock."
Say it.
Fuck me with
that big, fat Gypsy cock.
Mmm.
Where do you want this
big, nasty load, baby?
Anywhere you want
to shoot it,
you hot fucking Gypsy bastard.
Oh, fuck!
Just make sure
to erase this thing after.
I'm not stupid.
I'm just gonna show it
to my friend, Tiff.
Ohh. She gets off on this shit.
This piece of shit whore
is the daughter you raised, hmm?
Are you proud, Momma,
of the cum jug
you gave birth to?
You put your family on a plane
and you fly as far away
from here as you can.
You understand?
If I ever see
your faces again,
I will cut you into pieces
and feed you to my dogs.
Let's go.
You got our people killed.
And you were going to take more
innocent lives to cover up that?
It ends here.
I need your word.
Come on. Wha...
I let...I let pussy
cloud my judgement.
Every man here
knows what it's like.
I made a terrible mistake.
I'm sorry.
You have my word.
Peter!
Peter, don't do this.
Please, Peter.
No more takedowns, I promise.
OK, the pack's yours.
You're the boss.
You thought you could
join our family?
That I was going to
let you ruin my cousin's life?
Ugh!
Your cousin will hate you
forever.
You fucking coward!
Turning your own blood
over to these shitheads.
You cocksucker!
Motherfucking cocksucker!
Arggh! I'll see you in hell,
you filthy fucking faggot!
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and I am back
♪ And we can do it like this,
we can do it like that... ♪
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