Killjoys (2015–…): Season 5, Episode 5 - A Bout, a Girl - full transcript

Previously on "Killjoys"...

Jaq and I have been making
actual plans.

- Did you get it?
- And you're sure

- that's everything we need?
- Jaq's long gone.

Jaq's safer being far away
from us... he's not a priority.

- I missed you, angry ginger.
- Gah!

- We need to wake up Westerley.
- Yeah, starting with Gared.

He's safer in the dark.

We came here to stir shit up
and blow shit up.

How many ships
were destroyed?

How many?



30% of your West seeding
fleet.

We have a rebellion.
Find out who's awake.

Welcome to my supermax.

I've been hearing rumors
that there's a hit planned

on a powerful inmate...
Sparlow.

We're gonna do you one better

than finding out who ordered
the hit... we're gonna stop it.

All right,
I officially owe you one.

But I need to know who's
coming after me.

Coren Jeers.

Sharpen your shivs, folks!

There are Killjoys
in our midst.

So you're the little shit
who's been stealing our food?

We're just hungry.



We?

Did he hurt you?

- No, I'm good.
- More could be coming.

We better find
your damn cube fast.

You okay?

It's not my cube.

I just know we have
to go there next.

What do you think's
inside of it?

In the mirror cube?

If you're having these visions,

I bet it's some kind of weapon
to fight the Lady.

Why don't you ever
talk about her...

my mother?

Because scars bleed
when you pick at them.

Did she even want me?

Aneela?
Very much.

What about us?
What are we?

Well, sometimes when a woman
loves another woman very much,

she keeps the human-hybrid baby
an evil man put inside her

and promises to protect
that boy forever, okay?

- There!
- This way!

- Jaq, which way do we go?
- That way.

Get behind me.
I'm hunting asshole.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah.

No.

Can't sleep?

No.

Not when we have a ship
to take over.

If we got control
of this thing,

we can use it to attack

the terraforming plants
on Westerley.

Yeah, but...

And then if we get word
to Zeph,

then she can start working on
evacuating Old Town...

- Okay, sure...
- Shh, shh, shh.

And then we take this fight

to that mind-raping bitch

and finish this once
and for all.

Awesome.

Just one question...

how do three people take over
a maximum-security prison ship

filled with people
who hate them?

Yeah, I'm still working
on that part.

And what about Johnny?

One crisis at a time.

All right, Newcy,
what do we got?

I am detecting

a subcutaneous radio-frequency
identification transponder

built around
an integrated circuit.

Good.

Now, what's the encasing
made of?

I don't know.

Well, guess.

I am an AI.

I am not programmed to guess.

Well, that's what
makes it fun.

Come on, we used to do this
all the time.

I don't have any record
of this "fun."

Well, we'll just have
to make our own, then,

starting now.

Come on, guess.

Silicate glass?

- Bingo.
- That was fun.

Mm.

What's happening, John?

I have no idea, Newcy.

All X Wing prisoners

assemble in the yard
immediately.

I hope this isn't about
the prison talent show.

Yeah, we are so not ready.

Whatever this is,

everyone's in on the joke
but us.

I present
Sylas and Evi Robbel

of Land Robbel...

primary benefactors
of this prison

and stewards of the Bellaxion.

Selections for
this year's Bellaxion

begins now.

- What the shit is a Bellaxion?
- Prison fights.

It's a tournament sponsored
by the Qreshis.

I heard about it when I was
back in the circuit.

What are you smiling about?

I think I just figured out

how we're taking over
this prison.

The Bellaxion isn't just
a fighting tournament.

On the other side of it
lies a chance at redemption

and freedom.

Rules are simple...

win, and you keep fighting.

Lose, and you're
out of the tournament.

- What a load of shit.
- I don't know.

I think it actually sounds
kind of cool.

Yeah, that's because you
don't have to go

into this circus.

And what makes you think
you'll get picked?

With my history
of prison fights?

Oh, please.

Von Okane.

Serving four consecutive
life sentences

for torture, mutilation,
and murder.

Hmm.

Well, welcome to the Bellaxion.

Though only the winner
of the tournament

will fight the Qreshi champion
for a chance at freedom,

those who fight with
distinction may be selected

to join Land Robbel's
honor guard.

Upon entering the ring,

all neck chips
will be disabled.

But rest assured,
our guns will be live.

Here we go.

D'Avin Jaqobis...

Skyborn Second Shield,
decorated marksman,

experienced prison fighter.

- Pass.
- What?

I mean... what?

Good.

Now that everyone's so focused
on this tournament,

it's the perfect time for us
to make our move.

- Do we even have a plan?
- Not yet.

But we know someone who
owes us a favor.

Congratulations,
you've just come up

with the dumbest idea
I've ever heard.

You owe us, Sparlow.

This isn't a favor...
it's a suicide mission...

for me.

I'm in the middle
of a prison beef

with my old pal Coren Jeers.

I lend you my people,
I'm as good as dead.

We can protect you
from Coren.

Not a chance.

The deck's already stacked
against you, Killjoys.

That's not how
we see it.

Then you're seeing it wrong.

Even if you can handle Coren,
what about the neck chips?

The Warden senses even
a sniff of trouble,

you're on the ground
convulsing in your own piss.

- So we take the chips out.
- Brilliant.

Well, why didn't anyone else
think of tha...

Oh, right.

They did, and their heads
blew clean off

their shoulders when
they tried.

And they still got
4,000 bloodthirsty criminals

chomping at the bit
to tear your heads off.

When we take control
of the ship,

we'll deposit the rest
of the prisoners on Arkyn.

Arkyn?

You mean the empty,
desolate moon Arkyn?

Oh, I take it all back.

That's the dumbest idea
I've ever heard.

Look, we're not doing this
for ourselves.

We're doing this for Westerley.

It's our home,
and it's in trouble, Sparlow.

Westerley's always
in trouble.

Prima Dezz.
Pree.

He was a bartender until you
made him a Killjoy,

giving him access
to the Company's database,

which he used to destroy
your Black Root fleet.

You think I made a mistake?

Is that a statement
or a question

you already know
the answer to?

Concern yourself
less with that

and more with this Pree
we're looking for.

And so you know,

just because I removed
your cuff

doesn't mean
the leash is gone.

Noted.

You've ramped up your efforts
rather impressively.

This air quality isn't good
for your workers.

I won't need them
much longer.

Why would you care?

Why do you need me
to find Pree?

You could put out a Warrant
and have him

on the Armada by day's end.

And alert the entire
rebellion,

so they can scurry
underground?

No.

I have the advantage of
surprise, and I will keep it.

Now, do you know where
this Pree is or not?

If he's awake,
he'll be here...

the place he loved
in his old life.

Shall we?

Sparlow's right.

We're deeper in the shit
than we thought.

Well, at least we're
used to that part.

So this is where
they're setting up

the preliminary
rounds, huh?

Hey, Nuce, what kind
of signals

you picking up in this room?

I am detecting
a single-frequency spot jammer

in your general vicinity.

That's it...
Warden said the chips

would be disabled
during the fight.

That jammer's how
they're doing it.

- So?
- So, if we can get one of us

into the fight,
we can rip the chip out,

and then I can use it to
control every prisoner in here.

How can we do that
with one chip?

If I can upload the chip
to the mainframe,

then I can bypass
the encryption keys,

and I can use it to disable

all the security defenses
of every chip.

Okay, well, how do we
get into the fight?

Fighter selection
is already over.

Well, you guys better
figure it out

before I get to Rennika's
office to hack the mainframe.

And then we get word
back to Zeph about our plan.

How are you gonna get
into Rennika's office?

Simple...

she's gonna bring me.

Only three keys.

And here I thought it was
gonna be hard to figure out.

Come on.

Ah.

All right, Newcy.

How's that little virus
you've been working on for me?

Is this for illegal
or unauthorized purposes?

Absolutely not.

Then the virus is ready.

For illegal
and unauthorized purposes.

Chute number One and Two
are clear.

Checking Chute Three now.

Faster, faster.
Let's go.

Why are you here?

Your shift is over.

Already?
Wow.

What can I say?

I'm married to the work.

Well done.

It's not gonna be easy
getting into the fights.

They're a big deal
for the prisoners.

The further you get,
the harder they fight,

the more respect they earn.

Then we need to figure out
something fast.

Prisoner 89436,
come with me.

I knew they'd put me
in the fights.

You're not in the fights.

Oh, come on.

Well, what's this about?

I don't ask questions,
and neither should you.

Let's go, now!

Shit.

Screw it.

Hey.

Lucky for you a punching bag
doesn't punch back.

Ah, okay.

All right, come one.

Stand down.

You miss solitary
that much, Yardeen?

We can help you with that.

Stop.

Solitary can wait.

I want to see her fight.

- This is my ship, remember?
- And this is my tournament...

for which we pay you
good money to host, remember?

Oh, she fights.

- Hmm.
- Ma'am.

I've been waiting a long time
for someone like you...

Someone big,
good stock, strong.

I may be a prisoner,
but that does not mean

that I'm
into weird sex stuff...

or normal sex stuff.

- I have rights.
- Oh, Trees, no.

I don't need you
for any sex stuff.

Okay, because
I wasn't going to do...

I just need you
to kill my brother.

Things on Qresh
have gotten complicated

since we lost Westerley.

Power struggles
are worse than ever,

to say nothing
of the food shortages.

Ah, so you're the reason the
prison slop is literally slop?

At least you have food.

If it was up to Sylas,
you'd all starve...

one of the many things
we disagree on...

and one of the reasons
he wants to kill me.

Look, I'm sorry

that you and your brother
aren't besties,

but I am not a murderer.

I'm not asking you
to be a murderer.

I'm asking you
to save my life.

He's still not here.

No, but he will come back,
even if he doesn't know why.

You see, emotions
are the baseline

of human experience.

At the most basic level,

they're a series
of chemical interactions...

the way your brain reacts
to certain stimuli,

both internal and external.

At the highest level,

they represent
the immeasurability

of the human experience.

Drink this.

You're smiling.

What is that?
What have you done?

The Nupa root...

it's a common treat
for Westerley children.

The body you're in
remembers something

that you've
never experienced.

What?

The comforts of home...

a parent's embrace...

the most powerful emotion
of all...

love.

Understand that,
you'll understand us.

The chip usually sits
around the carotid artery,

so be careful taking it out
or gusher city, all right?

There's yours.

Here, show me where.

It... it's there.

Just, um, got to take the chip
out of the guy

before the end of the fight.

Are you gonna say
something...

or should I?

About what?

Ever since we got away
from The Lady,

things have been weird.

Things are usually weird
with us.

It's our brand.

I'm kind of used to it.

So you're gonna keep
avoiding me, then?

- I'm not avoiding you.
- Bullshit.

D'Av told me...

what you're going through.

Yeah, well,
he shouldn't have.

No, he shouldn't have,
Johnny.

It should have been you.

What happened to us
on Westerley

was weird for all of us.

But whatever it was,
it wasn't real.

I don't want to talk
about this.

We have to, 'cause I need
your head in the game.

Whoa.

When have I ever
not had your back?

- I never said that you didn't.
- Oh, really?

'Cause that's what it
sounds like to me.

Hey.

What's going on?

Just two friends talking.

Good luck in the fight.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

Is it working?

- What do you see?
- Nothing.

Okay.

Give me your hands, quitter.

Now close your eyes...

and breathe.

What? What?
Did you see it?

It's my dad.
He's in trouble.

We have to go back to the Quad
to save him.

Whoa, whoa.
After we find the cube.

No, now.

You'll be walking
into a trap.

You don't know that.

Using your enemies loved ones
against them...

I invented that move.
It's bad bitch 101.

- But they're in trouble.
- We all are, Jaq.

We don't all get to do
the things we want

and have the life we wanted

in the middle
of a godsdamn apocalypse.

Now, you were born to do a job,
and you will do it...

because I have not gone through
all of this shit

protecting you for nothing.

I wish you were the one
we lost in the Green.

In the next fight
of the preliminary round,

we have Rankev
versus Yalena Yardeen.

- A surprise late addition.
- Better late than boring.

Let's fight.

Good luck to you both.

Sparlow can't protect you
in here, Killjoy.

My boy's gonna make you wish
you'd never been born.

He's gonna make you scream!

I really am.

Hey! No biting allowed!

That's... foul.

Foul!
What is this?

Get that to John.

This is an outrage,
an absolute outrage.

This calls for a rematch.

We demand a rematch!

No rematch.
No rematch.

Wussy!

Is this the part where you
tell me biting is frowned upon?

No, this is the part
where I ask

what you were thinking.

If you thought Coren Jeers
hated you before...

Oh, Coren and I go way back.

- No love lost, believe me.
- I do.

This doesn't sound like
a "you're out of my fights"

kind of lecture.

This shitshow
isn't my anything.

Not a fan
of human cockfighting?

You mean rich Qreshi assholes
coming in here

and telling me
how to run my ship?

No.
No, I'm not a fan.

Yet you still take
their money.

Well, prisons don't
run on love alone.

You know, you could be
the first person

since the Bellaxion started

that could beat
the Qreshi champion.

Wait, you want me
to keep fighting?

Qreshis hate
being embarrassed.

That's why they make prisoners
run a gauntlet of violence

before facing a killer
who hasn't broken a sweat.

Now, that's hardly fair.

But from what I hear,
you can fight, Yardeen.

And if you beat their champ,
maybe they'll think twice

before pissing
in my pool anymore.

What's in it for me?

A friend in me for as long
as you're in here.

- Not good enough.
- Hmm. I'm not surprised.

I want Johnny Jaqobis
to go free.

Well, that's a big ask.

Not really.

Look, you only need one of us
on this ship.

Send Johnny away, and you're
still running a surplus.

All right.

You have a deal.

But try anything stupid,

and you'll have an enemy

Don't forget that.

My patience
is wearing thin, Khlyen.

Wait here.

I'm looking for someone.

Can you get your daughter
to stop staring at me?

The kid freaks me out,
but no offense.

Yes, I'll talk to her.

I'm looking for Pree.

Oof, I haven't seen him
in days.

Oh, you, uh, might want
to talk to Tiny over here.

He and Pree are, like,
best friends.

Pree is in trouble.

Leave, now.

We can do this the hard way
or the...

Easy. Easy way.
Always easy.

Good.
Good, good.

Oh, Warden.

What brings you to the land
of the laundry?

Starch your shirt,
steam your collar?

Or is it the other way around?

We seem to have encountered
a virus

that's causing
the food dispensers

to serve larger portions.

Oh, no, more slop...
That is a problem.

So far, it's just harmless...
but annoying.

And if we run out of food...

"Harmless" and "annoying,"
and you thought of me?

Should I be flattered?

It depends on if you
can fix it or not.

Based on your profile,

you seem to be a bit
of a computer whizz.

Oh, you've been creeping
my profile?

I should be flattered.

You know what?

You should save
your smartass banter

for somebody that might
actually appreciate it.

Now, I'll ask you again...
can you fix it or not?

You'll have to get me
into the top level BIOS,

but once I'm in...

you can leave it with me.

Hmm.

I think I have a better idea.

You could let me do it.

Or you could just explain it
in a way that makes sense.

What part of
"quantifying the platform

by inputting the Puckrin DDX
Capacitor"

don't you understand?

- Literally all of it.
- Okay, fine.

Then we'll just wait
for the Warden,

and you can explain to her
why one of her prisoners

knows her system better than
one of her high-paid techs.

She seems like
the understanding type.

Just make it fast, okay?

Yeah, yeah, just give me
a little room to work my magic.

Oh, shitsticks.
That's my bad.

Idiot.

Yeah, but why are you
trying to get John

off the ship
in the first place?

Because it's the easiest way
for him to get to Zeph

and tell her our plan.

If he gets what he wants
in the process, so be it.

- What do you think John wants?
- Space.

Are you sure that isn't
what you want?

I don't know what I want.

I don't even know what to say
to him anymore, D'Av.

- Warden, is everything okay?
- No.

According to med bay,
the guy your friend Yardeen

put in the infirmary didn't
just lose three pints of blood.

Ouch.
She's a hellcat, that one.

He also lost his ID chip.

- Hmm, that's weird.
- Maybe.

Or maybe that was
the whole point of the fight.

I'm not following.

Well, hopefully you can
follow this...

enjoy solitary.

You'll be there a while.

Guys, easy
with the merchandise.

Shit.

Double shit.

Are you okay? What hurts?

Whatever you're touching.

Do you really think
you can keep going?

I've been worse.

Actually, I don't think
you have.

There's a first time
for everything.

Stop.

After I've had a lie-down.

Now.

I warned you, Yardeen,

and you still found
a way to screw with me.

She has won every fight
you put her in.

How is that screwing with you?

Because she obviously thought
it would keep me too busy

to notice the chip
that she stole

or your hacker boy worming
his way into my office.

I don't know what
the three of you are up to,

and I don't care, because
John Jaqobis is in solitary,

you're out of the fights,
and the deal is off.

And as soon as this Bellaxion
bullshit is over,

I'm sending this one off
with the Qreshis.

And you... hmm...

I'm sending you to the deepest,

darkest slaver pit I can find.

Come on, come on, come on.

For once, it's good
to see you, Killjoy.

We need to talk.

Nah, you need to save
your energy

for that Qreshi at the end.

- I'm rooting for you.
- We all are.

We need to get Johnny
out of solitary.

You still owe us a favor.
We're calling it in.

What's the rush?

Johnny forgot
his night-light.

What's the difference?

Sounds like they're up
to something.

Yeah, heard about that little
handoff in your first fight.

You want my help?

Start talking.

We have a way of taking over
this whole ship.

Lock down the guards.
Knock out the cons.

But we need Johnny.

How the hells you gonna
knock out everyone?

That little handoff
got us a chip.

Johnny's got it to turn out
everyone's lights.

If you help us,
yours stays on.

Everybody's lights?

Yep.

All right.

The last fight,
when everyone's watching

you and the Qreshi,
that's when I'll bust him out.

I'm not in the fights.

- That's gonna be a problem.
- Why?

Because prisoners love
an underdog,

which is how you've earned
such a big following.

Quit now, they gut you
like a pig,

and I can't be seen backing
a quitter.

There's no way Rennika's
gonna put me back in the fight.

Not unless
someone makes her.

You don't know how much
this means to me.

Yeah, well, just make sure
that the Warden puts my friend

in the final fight...

I'll do whatever you want.

I'll be waiting on my ship
to leave

as soon as you're done...
what you have to do.

You're going to need this.

Honestly, I'm more
of a shooty-stabby kind of guy,

but thanks.

When it goes off,
you will demand to see me.

A guard will take you
to my quarters.

But I won't be here.

Sylas will... alone.

You've thought
of everything, huh?

Unfortunately, my brother
hasn't left me much choice.

I'm going to ask you
one last time, Carl...

where is Prima Dezz?

Did he steal
your tablet, too?

Because I'm pretty sure
he stole mine.

Killjoys.

They don't take bribes
or sides,

but, you know, tablets...
fair game apparently.

Is she even old enough
to be in here?

You need to stop
lying to us, Carl.

I'm not, really.
I'm not.

Then why are you so fidgety?

All right.
All right.

It's the Nupa root.

I knew I shouldn't have had it.

It never sat well with me, but
I thought maybe this time...

Nope. Nope.

I honestly don't know
how much longer

I can keep the portal shut,
'cause...

Thank...
Nice to meet you.

Oh. Oh, gods.

You were right.

Humans always do come back
to love.

At least you didn't lie
about that.

I'm afraid I don't
understand.

No.
You're afraid that I do.

That's why you're stalling,
isn't it... for Yala?

Because you love her,

because you think
you can protect her.

You can't.

Now, either find Pree

or find someone who will burn
down the galaxy for him.

Use him.

Or so help me, she will burn
with the rest of them.

Don't start.

I just wanted to say...

Oh, look,
you're starting.

That you're doing a good job.

You think so?

I've been a bit too murder-y
around him.

And I don't think
he's ever had a vegetable.

He's still alive.
He's not broken.

But you're bruising him.
He's not cold like you are.

Well, maybe he needs to be
to survive all this.

He doesn't need to be like
you to survive,

but he does need you.

Why are you pushing him away?

This hasn't exactly been
my banner year, Killjoy.

My life on Qresh,
my immortality,

Aneela...

all...

There's a saying
in First Tongue...

"ty noebee booshen,
da-noebee boosh."

"Never claim what
you might lose."

Yeah, well, my people have
a saying, too...

"Emotional cowards
are shitheads

who end up alone
and deserve it."

My, you come
from a colorful tribe.

Jaq has been trying to tell
you something all day.

You need to listen.
It's important.

You need to wake up.

Wake up.

Jaq?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Jaq.

Jaq!

Okay.
Okay.

Okay, so, if the Warden

finds Newcy in the office,
you just say...

You can just tell her...

Oh, this is a lot easier

when you have
a computer to talk to.

Hey, Mannion.
Take a walk.

- What is this?
- It's your lucky day, Killjoy.

Let's go.

Where's Dutch?

If she's doing what
we planned,

she's getting ready
for the fight of her life.

You don't have to do this.

Do what, kill the Qreshi?

I'm not gonna do anything.

We'll have this whole place
on lockdown

before it gets even close...

Or we're dead.

Whatever comes first.

I'm sorry I got us
into all of this.

Hey, it's just
one more fight.

It's not just the fight.

It's you having to make a deal
with the Qreshis,

me having to do whatever
the Warden says.

It's all the Corens
and the Sparlows...

Hey, hey.
Save it for the ring.

I have spent my whole life
being manipulated by Khlyen...

doing whatever he wanted.

And just when I think
I find a way out,

a monster comes along
and puts me in a cage.

- It never ends.
- It will.

And then what?

Hmm?

She's ruined...
the one thing

that keeps me getting
back up again...

That keeps me grounded...

my gravity.

She took my Johnny away,

and I don't know
how to get him back.

That...

that is what you need
to tell John, okay?

But first...

you need to kick
some giant Qreshi ass...

okay?

Okay.

Are you good?

Yeah.

I just got to keep fighting
until we get Sparlow's sign.

No.

Everyone will know if you're
fighting just not to lose.

You remember what Sparlow said?
You have to fight to win.

Look around.

You beat this guy,
we won't just have

a bunch of pissed-off
prisoners.

We'll have an army.

Please still be here.

Yes!

First I'll deal with the chips,

and then I'll open the armory
for your people,

- but they better be ready.
- They're ready.

These are the IDs
you have to disable.

You sure got a lot
of backup.

In this place, you can never
have too many friends.

Disabling these will take
too much time.

There's too many protocols
to override.

Well, the plan falls apart
if you don't.

Shit.
Okay, um...

I'll just erase them
from the system.

Good.

Fighters, take positions.

Hey.

Okay.

Shit.
That's not the plan.

Nuce, restore
all disabled IDs.

No, no, no, no, no.

Breach!
Disable all prisoners!

I got her, boss.

Hold your fire!

Leave her.

Oh, where's can she go?

This ship is mine.

What was that, Coren?

Sorry, Sparlow.

This ship is ours.

You lying piece of rat shit.

Hey, no need
to get hurtful, Killjoy.

Just a matter of numbers.

Me and Coren's versus
you and...

- Hmm.
- You.

You mean all the prisoners
who were just cheering for me.

For the record,
I am not with them.

I am an Qreshi.
How dare you?

Shut him up.

And now...

we can really settle
the score.

The world is a very
dangerous place

There are enemies everywhere,
always ready to do us harm.

What is the thing
that keeps us safe?

It's not the law...

nor is it strength.

It's what we can do
for each other.

Whether it's the people
we love

or the ones we meet
along the way,

this is all we have.

This...

is what makes us human.

Don't you agree?

I-I don't really know
what you mean...

or who you are.

I'm the only person that
can save the one you love.

Gared, it's time to wake up.

Hey.

I'm getting pretty good
at this tracking business.

You asked me in the forest
what we are now without Aneela.

I didn't plan for you, Jaq.

I wasn't the type
to want you.

I was full.

I was fine.

And now you're here,

and I'm still fine.

But I won't be...

If anything ever happens
to you...

Because you are my son...

And I am your mother.

And losing Aneela doesn't
change any of that.

Queens don't cry, remember?

This one does now.

She's a teeny bit broken.

But...

if saving your dad
is what you need to do...

It's up to you.

What are you looking at?

The cube.

Are you being funny?

If so, you're very bad at it.

Give me your hands, quitter.

Close your eyes and breathe.

Now open them.

How did I not see that?

I think you can only see it
when you're ready to.

This is why we needed
Dutch's DNA.

What's wrong?

Promise you'll find my dad.

Kendry.

How did...

Hi.

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