Into the Badlands (2015–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - Chapter V: Snake Creeps Down - full transcript

Now you go.

Get up.

Sunny, I can't.
I'm too tired.

You're not tired, you're afraid.

We go again.

Sunny, stop.
I'm warning you.

Or what? You're gonna kill me?

Just like you killed those
people on that boat?

Do you know how to
get to Azra or not?

No, I don't. But between
my book and your compass,

we can figure it out.



What happens to you when you
can't control your power?

I can. You saw it at the parley.

How do I know you weren't lucky?

You don't.

Ahhh!

Sunny.

Is everything okay?

What's that?

Nothing.
It's broken.

Sorry for waking you.

It wasn't you.

It's being pregnant.

You know I won't be able
to hide it much longer.

I think I've found a way out.



There's a boat going upriver.

But the price is steep.

How steep?

I've been practicing
since sunup.

I thought I'd get the
boring stuff out of the way

so we could get to fighting.

What's going on?

Are you still mad
about the parley?

I told you, Sunny,
I was cut by accident.

You know you could've
killed that Butterfly,

but you didn't.

Really?

What did I do?

You let her go.

It looked like you were
controlling your power.

I don't know what happened.

- So you got lucky?
- Maybe.

Does this mean
we get to leave soon?

Quinn wants us
to find the Widow.

We leave in an hour.

Quinn and the other barons,

they want you to believe
they're benevolent

because they protect you
from the horrors of the world.

I offer you a brighter future,

a real future,

one you can control.

The other barons, they won't
go quickly or quietly.

If you're not up for the fight,

you may leave now without
punishment or consequence.

Here in this sanctuary,
you have your freedom.

All I ask in return
is your unwavering loyalty.

What's your name?

Jolyon.

Welcome, Jolyon.

The other boys
are already inside.

Tilda will show you the way.

The Widow struck at the
height of the poppy harvest.

Without our cogs,
half the crop will rot

and the other not far behind.

Then inform the barons that the
opium shipments will be reduced.

And what happens the next time
that the Widow or another baron

feels our cogs
are ripe for the taking?

Fortify the Clipper force.

She took advantage
because she knows

you're stretched
over two territories.

Maybe if we treated the
cogs with respect,

gave them a basic education,

that would buy you more loyalty

than a hundred pieces
of the Widow's gold.

We already give
those people everything.

Quinn, do you remember
when you were a boy?

Blistering your hands
in those fields?

Did you see your baron
as a kindly father?

No, you hated him
and your own situation.

It's just human nature.

Yeah, I pulled myself up
through blood and toil.

No one helped me.

Now you want me
to educate the weak

so they can plan
their revolution.

It's already happening.

Like it or not, the Widow
is stirring that pot.

Oh, you sound
like you admire her.

We sit here with the largest
Clipper force and two territories

talking about a woman
who's done more damage

with no army at all.

None of this solves
our immediate problem.

I worked the harvest
when I was a child.

Give me part
of your Clipper force.

I'll show them how it's done.

It will be a bridge
until the new cogs arrive.

I'll gather the men
for your instruction.

M.K., right?

Where are you headed?

Sunny's taking a crew
to track down the Widow.

She was looking for you
at one point, wasn't she?

Well, I wish you luck.

Could you give me
my pendant back?

You mean the one you tried
to steal from my room?

It was stolen from me first.

Wish I could help you out.

It's gone.
I traded it.

Why is it so important to you?

My mother gave it to me.

Beautiful craftsmanship.

What was the design?

Don't know.

You're a bad liar.

M.K.?

Time to head out.

You all have sworn an oath

to protect our home.

Today, the fort does not require
your skills with a sword.

It needs your hands.

Our poppy crop will spoil

if it is not harvested
immediately.

We can't let this happen.

Now it needs... oh.

Now it needs you
to pull togeth...

Lead them.

Your baron will be fine.

We have work to do.

Okay.

Fetch Veil.
Hurry!

- Oh.
- Come on.

Come on.
Come on.

You're worried about her...

Veil, I mean, aren't you?

What makes you say that?

Because I know.

Know what?

You know, that she's pregnant.

Makes sense why
you wanna leave now.

- Have you told anyone?
- Of course not.

It must be strange for you

to have to care for someone
and not kill them.

I'm sure there's times you've
thought about killing me.

It's crossed my mind.

Well, if it's worth anything,
you're not a shitty teacher.

You've given me hope
that I might be able

to control what happens
when I'm cut.

Why did you lie to me
about Azra?

I didn't.
I know the way,

but it's all jumbled in my head.

That's why I thought the
Widow's book would help.

I got my compass to work.

I put it in the cutout
of that book.

What happened?
Did it point somewhere?

I might have a direction.

Maybe.

See, I told you I could help.

Off you go.

That was the last one.

Are you sure the boy you're looking
for is one of Quinn's cogs?

He was in the fort.

Perhaps he's a Colt now.

Mother, when you find him,

how exactly do you
plan to use him?

You said he was dangerous.

I was just curious if he
was dangerous to everyone.

I need to train him,
teach him control,

which is that more difficult
without that book.

Does it have the answers?

Why the sudden burst
of curiosity?

Because I want to be
more help to you...

now that Angelica
and Valentine are gone.

I was still
translating the book.

I believe the answers I
seek are within its pages.

Will the boy change?

You know, be different
after he's trained?

Right now every time he's cut,

his life force gets weaker.

Without training, he will die.

What about that boy
you brought home?

M.K.? I cut him.
You watched me.

I also saw you kissing him.

He was kind to me once.

Remember that kindness
is a weapon men use

to get what they want.

Yes, Mother.

Quinn won't take the theft
of his cogs lying down.

Take three of your sisters
and check the traps.

For somebody with just two
toes on your left foot,

you got a steady gait.

I never understood
how you could do that.

Know who it is
without turning around.

Well...

you lose one ability,

I guess you
just develop another.

You can still do it
when you walked.

Well, maybe I'm just
that damn good.

So how are you feeling?

Heard all about your head.

I'm finally
seeing things clearer.

Realizing who I can count on...

who I can't.

Since you've come to see me,

am I to assume that I am
still among the chosen few?

Oh, you rescued me, Waldo.

If it wasn't for you,
I'd be dead.

Oh, no, that took some steel

to survive the hell you endured.

But you didn't come here

to reminisce about
the bad ol' days.

I wanted to know that if
things changed around here...

I'd have your support.

Mm...

sounds ominous.

I know my father cast you
aside when you were injured.

I also know you and
Sunny are very close.

Ryder...

I'm on the side that wins.

A man in my position,

which is to say
permanently seated,

well...

options get limited.

However, I would advise you to
choose your allies with care.

Anything else
you wanna talk about?

I took it off Sunny's Colt.

My mother knows
something about it.

And you wanna know more?

Well...

I think you should
go talk to the man

who taught Lydia
everything she knows.

Go talk to your grandfather,

the preacher, Penrith.

She hasn't spoken
to him in years.

I'm talking about you here.

I think you should
go get acquainted.

I hope we find some Butterflies.

I want my first kill tat.

What's the rush?

You've only been a Colt
a couple of weeks.

You already killed
someone for the regent.

Saved his life.
You're set.

Me, I gotta prove
myself to Petri.

If that means killing
some girls, then...

so be it.

Sunny, look.

The poppy bulb is very fragile.

You need to milk it.

And the trick is doing that
without killing the bulb.

I know your instinct
is to cut deep,

but in this case, just through
the top layer of skin

one... even... stroke.

Let's get to work.

I'm here to help.

I appreciate that, but you don't
need to get your hands dirty.

Oh, Veil is looking after Quinn.

I can't rattle around that
empty house doing nothing.

Please, show me.

Are you certain you want to
go through with this, Baron?

What happened in front of my men

will never happen again.

I'm sure you're enjoying this.

Watching me suffer must
give you great pleasure.

I'm not playing
this game with you.

What game?

The one where you try and find
enemies where they don't exist.

Oh, is that what you think I do?

Your resting state is war.

It's your nature.

I'm not sure if it
infuriates or delights you

that you're now
fighting your own body.

I think I know
what infuriates you, Veil.

Go on, ask me the question
you've been dying to ask.

I know Sunny told you
what happened.

How could he not?

Why?

Why did you kill my parents?

You know they would never have
told a soul about your condition.

Well, like you said,
it's in my nature.

You could turn on that poison.

End me now.
No one would know.

I guess we're both
prisoners of our natures.

The truth is...

I didn't kill your parents.

You're lying.

Ask Sunny.
He was there.

It was his blade
that ended their lives...

not mine.

You're lucky you
didn't lose your foot.

Bite on this.

You're no good on this leg.

We're staying here tonight.

M.K., you're
on first watch.

Don't let the fire go out.

The last time I saw you

your mother carried you in
here like a broken bird.

I don't really have
any memory of that time.

Perhaps for the best,

considering what
those nomads did to you.

I told your mother
what would happen

if she married a man like Quinn.

Willing to sacrifice his own son

over his pride.

He should've paid the ransom.

I'm not here to talk
about the past.

Ever seen something
like this before?

Where'd you get it?

A boy in the fort.

Azra.

That name mean anything to you?

No.
What is it?

A story they used to
tell cog orphans.

Make them believe
that they were from

some faraway place
beyond the Badlands.

Paradise.

If it's just a story,

then where'd
the pendant come from?

Who knows?
Perhaps it was a maker

in the outlying territories.

He could've forged it
from a picture he saw

from the old world.

It's human nature
to want to believe

in something greater
than yourself.

Your father and the other barons

certainly have exploited
that for their own power.

And what do you do?

Have people worship totems.

Smash them
to answer their prayers.

Totems, part of our ritual, yes,

but I preach salvation
through acceptance...

not fairy tales.

To my mother,

it seemed like
more than just a story.

She's no longer
my daughter anymore...

She still practices.

I've seen the totems
in her room.

Your mother
was never happy here.

I didn't recognize it
until it was too late.

Then one day a Clipper rode
in hunting for nomads.

She took one look at your father

and that's the moment
I lost her.

I'm always here if you wish to
embark on a different course.

I prefer to make
my own salvation.

Send word to the abbots we've
got a dark one in the fort.

He'll need to be cleansed.

You're not safe here.

You almost got me
killed in the cemetery

and now you're
trying to warn me?

Just listen.

My mother suspects you.

- Did you tell her what you saw?
- No.

What did I see, M.K.?

I don't even know.

It's like I'm lost
inside myself.

Sunny told me I didn't hurt you.

I thought you were
going to, but...

but then you just stared at me.

And for a moment,
I saw you, M.K.

And then you weren't lost.

- What?
- Sunny told me

that when I'm in that state,

I need to concentrate on something
that makes me feel safe.

I thought for sure it'd
be my mom, but it's not.

It's you.

You're the reason
I was able to control it.

My mother says the more
that power is used,

the weaker you get.

Use it too much
and... and you'll die.

- How does she know that?
- From that black book.

M.K., you need to get as far
away from here as possible.

All of these people
want to use you...

My mother, Quinn, even Sunny.

We could run away together.

How long has this been going on?

You don't understand.

She was trying to warn me
about the Widow.

You know, every time
I begin to trust...

Sunny.

She's the reason I was able to
control myself at the parley.

Are you gonna tell me
where the Widow is

or am I gonna have to
take you back to the fort

and have Quinn force
it out of you himself?

What's it gonna be?

You heard the regent.
Speak up!

Where is she, huh?

Where is she?

Where is she, you little bitch?

Ah!

Back to the fort it is.

Sorry.

I remember my first harvest.

My hands were so blistered,

I thought they were
going to fall off.

I have a whole new respect
for these people.

For a woman who's never
worked a day in her life,

you did well.

I know you and I haven't
always seen eye to eye.

Well, how could we?

Quinn has pitted us
against each other.

It's hard...

when you build your
life with someone

and then one day they decide
you're not enough anymore.

- Quinn loves you.
- I know.

But he doesn't need me
the way he needs you.

And when he wants you
that way, it is...

the best feeling in the world.

How do we do this?

I'm not sure.

But I don't wanna
do it as rivals.

Neither do I.

Mother.

Over here.

Head back to the sanctuary.

Send word to our friend
in the fort.

I need to gain entry.

Mother, are you sure?

Tilda would die
before she would talk.

Of that I have no doubt.

Now, go.

How long you been
sitting there, woman?

Long enough.

What happened?

Scoring poppy bulbs
is harder than it looks.

You're not dying on me,
you know that?

I'm not going anywhere.

Mm.

I still remember the first
moment I laid eyes on you.

You were riding
through the woods,

your blade wet from battle.

I don't think I ever
wanted someone so badly.

It's always gonna be
me and you, Quinn.

I will be by your side when
the wolves reach our door,

howling for your blood.

Sunny.

We've caught one
of her Butterflies.

Finally... progress.

I want you to talk to her

until she spits out
the Widow's location.

What's the matter, Sunny?

You getting squeamish again?

You do what you have to do.
Are we clear?

Yes, Baron.

I'd hate for us to have
another miscommunication.

You and Veil...

is that serious?

No more serious than the girl
I wicked before her

and the one before that.

Good.

I don't want you
to see her anymore.

Since she's treating me,

I'd just feel better
if everyone was less...

entangled.

As you wish, Baron.

She's gonna get exactly
what she deserves.

Shut up.

What's your problem?

You know she would
kill any one of us.

What?

I told you to shut up!

What are you gonna do with her?

Sunny, don't.

Stay put, both of you.

Give me a reason not to do this.

I'm sick, not an invalid.

Veil thought it would be
easier on your stomach.

At least until we know how
the medicine affects you.

Why, the kitchen make that?

I did.

Save the harvest,
make the supper, hmm?

Is there anything you can't do?

You know, the first time you
brought me soup, you were 16.

Nostromo, my horse
had thrown me.

That old brute was spooked
by a copperhead.

The doc had me
laid up for a week.

The highlight of my afternoons

was seeing you
walk through that door

with a sweet smile
and a bowl of soup.

That's when I first
noticed you had blossomed

into a beautiful young woman.

It's been a long day.

I'm gonna turn in.

Back in the fields tomorrow.

I understand Lydia pitched in.

She stayed until sunset.

Has a real knack for it.

Can't believe
you two worked together.

Jade?

Help!

Help me!

Tilda.

Tilda, tell him where
the Widow is right now.

This can all be over.

No, it won't.

We both know Quinn
will kill me anyway.

No.

There's only one way
she's gonna talk.

Don't worry, Tilda.
Mother's here.

You're not getting
away this time.

Watch me.

Come here.

No!

No!

Tilda!

Ah!