Lost Girl (2010–2016): Season 2, Episode 5 - BrotherFae of the Wolves - full transcript

What?!

Goosebump alert!

How did you know we were
gonna ask you something?

Yeah, we didn't
say a word.

You two
never shut up.

So either
you're scheming

or it's my
lucky day.

Thing is,
I'm not that lucky.

So...?
What?

We have a case.

Yes--



Missing husband.

At first, we thought he
ducked out on his wife--

And then--
We found this.

Yes, we need you
to put your sniffer

into hyper-drive
and help us with an ID.

Please?
It's blood, right?

What am I?
A German Shepherd?

Oh my god--

Guys, this just in!

You're a policeman who's
also his own police dog!

How did I not
see this before?!

Seriously, dude--

Goodbye!

Come on, Dyson!
Help us! Please?



Please, please,
please, please!

Please!

Yes, it's blood.

Well, I know
it's blood.

But is it
his or hers?

It's cow blood,
ladies.

Enjoy.

O-M-G,
case closed.

He ran off with
the butcher's wife.

He totally ran off
with the butcher's wife.

Oh come on, Dyson,
you're not mad are you?

UGH!!!

Ahhhhhh!

Hey, hey!

Bo!

Shut it off!

Hey!
We're friends, babe!

Are you
kidding me?!

Dyson,
what the hell?

It's a pack thing,
babe.

Oh my God--

Good to see you,
man--

Life is hard when you
don't know who you are.

It's harder when
you know what you are.

My love carries
a death sentence.

I was lost
for years.

Searching
while hiding.

Only to find that I belonged
to a world hidden from humans.

I won't
hide anymore.

I will live the life
I choose.

And the bear says:

"you didn't really come here
to hunt, did ya?"

Pleasure to meet ya--
Cayden--

Nice to meet you,
Cayden.

Okay, check it--
His name is Cayden.

Uh huh--

And that's pretty
much all I got.

Three walk-bys
and all we got is a name?

Way to go
Mata Hari.

Come on!

Oh, you want
to do it?!

Huh, huh??

Be the ref,
be the ref--

You guys ready?

This is mine--

Come on, come on--

Oh, you've lost!

You've los

Really--

So that is normal
male behaviour?

Oh yeah.

Celebrating a bestie's
physical triumph

is like a girly squeal

over a seventy percent off
sale at a shoe store.

Or in your case,

the anything-you-can-
unsheath store.

It's like saying,

"Way to go, BFF.
You done good."

But if that's
his BFF,

how come we've never
heard of him before?

It is a riddle
cloaked in a mystery

wrapped in layers
of hot, hot manliness.

UHHHHHHHHH!

And that would mean?

Uh--

It's either something
vaguely bi-curious

or they're
just hungry.

Either way,
I'm just glad

they're not sniffing
each others' butts.

And on that note--

No, Trick,
wait--

Who's Dyson's mysterious
friend we've never heard of?

Yeah, dude, what's the deal
with Benicio Del Lobo?

Dyson and Cayden once ran
with a pack of shifters.

So they go
way back?

What are we talking?
Like, ten, fifteen--

Like a few
hundred years.

Oh--

So I guess they're
not reminiscing

about the big game
in high school.

They were a little busy
crushing the enemy

of their King
into bloody sacks of meat--

So actually--

That's exactly what
they could be talking about.

Ahhhhhhhh!

For a hundred years

they belonged
to a pack of wolves.

Mercenary warriors
from all over

bound to the
Fae King of Ailech.

They were called
the Laignach Faelad.

They were feared.

Ugh!

So you're saying Dyson
was a pack-matey,

liege-serving
warrior dude?

Until he severed
his allegiance to the King.

After that he left
the pack and Ailech forever.

Not really the same
lone wolf we know today.

So what happened?

What happens in the pack,
stays in the pack.

I can feel it.

The thing about wolves
is that they typically

serve their King
until his death.

So either Cayden
severed his ties too or--

The King?

He's been dead
a few months now.

Good.

Were you with him
'til the end?

Yeah--
The things we saw.

Ran with the Fenians
back in the 1860s.

Then made a killing
selling surplus weapons

from World War I.

Yeah, what was his most
recent business?

War.

Always war.

Started a little company back
in the 90s called Majesty.

The mercenaries?

What are they worth?
What--

Billions.

Me and the boys
made some cash.

Spent most of it
on booze and women.

The rest
we wasted.

You were missed,
though--

How are
the lads?

Ah, they're good.
Some stayed on at Majesty.

Others went looking
for a new liege.

And they'd laugh
their arses off

if they hear ya speaking
all North American.

Well I can still
talk the talk.

Oh yeah?
Let's hear it.

And you? Are you
looking for a new King now?

No.
Freelance.

You can make
a good chunk of change

pulling in
mercenary jobs

for international
security companies.

And Ciara?

Ciara?

This is gonna hurt
a bit, but--

You're man enough
to take it.

She's dead, mate.

When?

After the King
croaked, she, uh--

Went on a little road trip
with a grenade.

There wasn't much
left to bury.

No, man,
that's not Ciara.

She wouldn't
have done that.

Well--

You're a little biased,
aren't you, friend?

♪

♪ Down in the valley
was a sweet little lassy ♪

♪ Whose eyes shone
all glassy ♪

♪ As she walked
so sassy-- ♪

Dyson--

This is deep.

You should have come
to me immediately.

There were others
hurt worse than I.

Hey--

Get a hay loft--

Best be careful
there, Dyson--

She's the wife
of my best mate.

I watched Stefan grow up,
become a warrior--

We fought side by side,
Cayden.

He's like a brother
to me.

What is it?

The King requests
an audience.

What? Now?

♪

Hello?

What? Wha--
Slow down!

Who is it?

Lauren.

Ok-- Stay where you are!
Don't move.

She's at the clubhouse.
She's in trouble.

Come on.
We're up.

Thanks, Trickster.

So starting tomorrow,
unless we're working,

all humans are to be
locked in their living quarters.

Compliments
of The new Ash.

Well... I mean,
here you are.

Running amok.

I mean--

What an Ash-hole.

I kinda panicked
when I found out.

I just ran!
While I still could.

I didn't know where else
to go, I'm sorry--

Don't be!

We'll fix this!
He can't treat you this way!

Yeah, he can!

The old Ash was more
lenient than most.

Rules were bent.
But this new one--

He's not so bendy.
Right--

Bo!

Please tell me you're
just blowing off steam.

First I'm going to give
The Ash a piece of my mind.

Then possibly
a piece of my fist.

You can't!

Lachlan has
no idea I'm here.

I don't know what he'll do
to us if he finds out!

I don't care.

You stay here
as long as you need--

I'd be putting you
in too much danger.

Both of you.

Besides, Bo, I don't want
to complicate things--

Oh.
Yeah.

But--
No.

You think of this
as a safe haven.

Gee, I wonder what
could possibly go wrong.

Come on!

Only two things make
a man travel this far--

Women and money.

So which is it?

If only I were
chasing tail, my friend--

I'm lookin'
for a weapon.

Stolen two weeks ago.

I'm an armament contractor
for Light Fae.

What kind
of weapon?

The kind
that goes boom.

Ah--

I'm talking a WMD

that makes military grade warheads
look like lasertag.

And I need
your help finding it.

Why me?

Because it's
in your backyard.

Came in on a ship,
day before last.

The docks.

That's Dark Fae
territory.

There's a lot of places
down there I can't enter.

So you can't
help me then.

I can't.

But I know someone--

If you're lookin'
for a booty call,

then you're banging
down the wrong door.

That's too bad,
darlin'.

Hate to see a good
banging go to waste.

You need to put
a leash on that one.

Actually, what I need
is a, uh--

Solid.

Sorry, we're interrupting
obviously--

Maybe it's me
who's in the way.

So--

How do you all
know each other?

Sorry, love--

A Mongolian Death Worm?

Extremely rare.
Extremely dangerous.

I'm guessing its powers
aren't moving real slow

and then baking on
the sidewalk in the sun?

I've read about these in a text
on matter transmutation.

I believe it produces
an electrical force

that liquefies...
just about anything.

Brutal regime
in North Africa's

already been tryin'
to get at it.

That's great--

The worst of the Fae criminals
are gonna be after it too.

If it's still in the city.

It's probably gone
all black market by now.

Wait, there's a Fae
black market?

Somebody has GOT
to get me a Cherry Coke!

What?

They're like
really hard to find.

If it is still in the city,
there's a good chance

it's at an arms dealer
we've been watching,

down on the docks.

That's Dark
Fae territory.

Yes it is.

However--

Oh of course-
Send in the succubus.

What-- So wait, I'm supposed
to waltz right into

an arms dealer's joint
and say--

How much for this
cute little fellow?

Don't!

It's a Keukegen!

Right.
A Keukegen.

Don't want
to unleash that action.

Without a gas mask,
it would be deadly.

Of course,
if your knowledge

of Fae weaponry
was comprehensive

you'd know that.
Wouldn't you?

Busted.

Explain yourself.
You got twenty seconds.

I work independently.
Neither Dark nor Light.

Things are sticky
in the middle

so I thought
I should arm-up a little.

You're not that
rogue Succubus

I've heard so much
about are you?

Double busted.

What exactly
are you looking for?

A new toy
has been rumoured

to have hit the shores
a few days ago.

A certain Mongolian weapon
of the worm variety.

Yes, well--

That would be
a specialty item.

Specialty item, huh?

Mmmhmm.

We shouldn't have sent her
in there alone.

Come on--

Chill out,
man.

Bo is tough,
she can handle herself

but I don't know
this guy--

Well maybe we should just
dry gulch the guy, huh?

Like the time we set up
the ambush

on the road
to Donegal.

Come on--

She could get hurt.

Or worse.

You're gonna
get yourself killed!

The King has a battle
plan which will secure

the Northern
and Western territories.

I'm delivering
at his behest--

Aye!
Across enemy lines

I cannot let you
go alone.

I'm comin'
with ya--

No.
The command is clear.

Why??

Why you??
Why alone?!

It is the edict
of our King.

We live and die
by his inclinations.

Or his stupidity.

Dyson--

I know you think
I'm headstrong

and you've always
been there for me.

But this is about
something greater than us.

Lest you forget,

dying for the King

is a great honour.

I cannot
let you go!

I've accepted
my fate, friend.

Nothing can
change that.

One thing might--

♪

Who are you
to approach the Norn?

I am no one.

But I come
to ask you

to intervene,
save the life

of a good man
in mortal danger.

Stefan O'Breen.

A life?

That is the most difficult
thing that can be granted.

Yet it can be done.

Yes--

But there is
a price.

Name it.

The price is
your wolf.

My wolf?
It's all I am!

Then will you give
all that you are

to save the life
of your friend?

Ahhhhhhhhhh!

Very few people know about
the Mongolian Death Worm.

So how do you?

You don't really need
to know that.

do you,
Mr. Cumberbatch?

Well, one can never
be too certain.

Uh-uh--
Sweetheart, stay there--

I happen to be
a happily married man.

Is ts s your idea
of hospitality?

You suck at it.

What you didn't think
I'd have a security system?

To be honest, this isn't
all that impressive.

I mean what happens now?
I get crushed by plushies?

Oh, Fae power plushies
are so 2007.

Plus, I've got this new toy
I've been dying to play with--

It's so much fun--

And it's only gonna
hurt you for a minute--

Ugh!

Oh, look--

I got an ouchie!

Ahhhhhhhhh!

Why don't we just
go in and get her?

It's a Dark Fae place
of business.

There's rules here,
Cayden--

Rules, rules--

Rules are
for suckers.

♪

What the hell
is in that dart?!

I'm not quite sure.

I got a surprise bag
of weapons I bought,

and you never know what
you're gonna get with one of those.

But tell me,
on a scale

from one to excruciating,
how's the pain?

I can handle it!

You know,
I really do think

that this little play date
has come to an end.

I wonder what I can get for a
dead succubus.

Now that's something
you're never gonna find out.

GRRRRRR!

Ahhhhhhh!

Hey! Him!

No! I'll make you
a deal!

You find the death worm
and I'll give you double

what anybody else was
looking to pay!!!

Ugh!

You tried to dark gun
my brain and then

you want to cut
a deal?!

Business is business.

Ugh!

Cayden,
be a dear

and knock the business
out of this jackhole.

Ugh--

With pleasure--

Ahhhhhhh!

♪

You ok?

That jerkoff
killed my hand--

You're hurt.

You're perceptive.

Did you get anything
on the Death Worm?

The guy knows something
but wouldn't talk.

I swiped this,
though--

Make yourself useful
and find something on it.

You need
to heal--

I'm good.

The hell you are!

I mean, I don't
need your help.

You're not the only wolf
in town you know.

Shotgun--

You're not stopping, are you?

I don't usually
go all the way.

I might
hurt you.

I'm a big
bad wolf--

You can round
all my bases.

♪

Amazing!

They haven't
cooled yet--

Oh--

You're not mad,
are you?

It's alright, Bo.
You had to heal.

It's who you are.

They haven't--

Mmmmm--
Doctor make these?

Tastier than
my mum's.

It's the C-O-2
bubbles--

It gives the dough its
light, airy texture.

You add just the right
amount of baking powder

and then ensure
the fat content

to retain
the gas bubbles.

And then throw in
the eggs

as a binding element--

Wow.

She just totally took
the fun out of yummy.

Miss the lab much?

Maybe it was too rash
running away like that.

I mean, if I return now
and apologize

maybe the Ash's punishment
will be lenient.

No, I've met the guy.

Lenient would be
an akle bracelet of razors.

Besides,
if you go back now

with your tail
between your legs

Lachlan will have more power
over you than ever before.

You're safe here.

Yes, bitches!

Ugh!

My genius hacker bud
in Vienna totally came through.

We're in--

Oh, oh!

Yes!

According to this email
sent yesterday,

Death Worm is gonna
be auctioned off tonight.

That's a very elite
group of invitees.

It'll be hard
for us to blend in.

Not necessarily.

Bo and I could
totally pull off

the infamous Romanian
Cantacuzino sisters.

I'm not gonna let you
go there alone this time.

That almost sounded
like an order.

What he means is,
we can't just sit here

and do nothing.

Last minute save
by Cayden

and the crowd
goes...wild...wild...wild.

You guys will
do something.

Dangerous hotties
such as ourselves

are obviously going
to need muscle.

And man-candy.

Lots and lots
of man-candy.

Ladies and Gentlemen
welcome to this fine event.

If you please gather 'round.
The auction is about to begin.

Cayden's
in position.

He's got
the back covered.

How many of those
have you had?

Lots.

And without further ado, please
allow me to introduce you

to one of the world's rarest
and most dangerous weapons.

Thank you--

The formidable
Mongolian Death Worm!

Everyone...
Meet Velma.

That's the feared
Mongolian Death Worm?

What's she gonna do,
gum us to death?

Anybody
got a light?

Velma is a three
thousand year old

Mongolian Death Worm
who's destructive powers

can outmatch any
human made missiles.

When you think
about it,

it's actually
brilliant packaging.

I mean who's gonna suspect
a little old lady?

You've never battled one
at a 50% off sale.

She's well known
for her part

in the Greco-Persian
Wars, and was

the inspiration behind
the Archemedes Death Ray.

Though once difficult
to control,

Velma's mind has
weakened over the years,

making her now an extremely
user-friendly weapon.

Come on!
Give it a spin!

Outbursts like this are
merely a touch of dementia

and will not affect the
efficiency of the product.

If I could draw
your attention

to Velma's portable
television set.

It is her most
treasured possession.

It is also
her activation key.

If you take it from her,
you will incite rage.

Hey.

Now it's important
to note that

whoever holds the
activation key...

...controls Velma.

Further, the holder
of the television

will never be
targeted by Velma.

Gimmie back
my TV!

Now Velma, I will give
the television back to you

if you be good
and obliterate--

--that big bad truck.

Yeah!

Deactivating Velma
is simple.

Just give her back
the television.

Never, ever misplace
the television.

I don't know whether
to be impressed or terrified.

I'm going
with terrified.

Now without further
ado.

Let the bidding
begin.

We're gonna start it
at twenty million dollars.

Right now, twenty million,
twenty million.

Twenty-five.
Do I hear twenty-five?.

Tweny-five right there.
Thirty? Do I have thirty?

Right there thirty.
Forty! Forty million!

Do I hear fifty?
Fifty right there!

Seventy-five!
We have seventy-five million!

Ninety?
Ninety million dollars!

Where's the hundred?

One hundred million dollars.
Right there that's you!

Who's one twenty?.

We have one hundred and
twenty million on the table.

Going once.
Going twice.

One hundred
and fifty million dollars!

One hundred and fifty million
dollars, one fifty right here.

If you mess this up
for us there's

a good chance you'll
leave here in a bucket.

Sorry.
Auction fever.

A lady in the front,
one hundred and fifty!

One hundred
and fifty five.

One hundred and fifty five
million dollars right here.

Going once,
going twice.

Sold! One hundred
and fifty five million dollars!

Put your hands together.
Congratulations ma'am!

Well done.

Good job.

Yeah, now all we gotta
do now is not pay

for the Death Worm,
kidnap killer Grandma

and get the hell out of here
without getting liquefied.

No biggie.

Hi. I'm--

No names. You give me the
I give you Velma. Simple.

Hush up, children.
I'm watching my stories.

I take cash, gold, jewels
or bank transfer.

How about
none of the above.

In the name of The Ash,
I confiscate this weapon.

I don't think so.
Boys...

Hey!

Let's go, move!

Hello Brikim,
old buddy, old pal.

Cayden.
Damn.

Look,
I can explain.

What's going on?

You two know
each other?

We go way back
dont we?

We stole the weapon
together,

then we transported
the weapon together,

and we were going to sell
the weapon together.

Only you reneged on that last
part didn't you, partner?

Cayden,
you lying bastard.

Now listen, you need
to forget about this.

Go back to our
50/50 split?

60/40?

Nah, I think I'll
finish this gig solo.

Thanks, buddy.

I couldn't've
done it without you.

You really don't wanna
mess with this. Do you?

Give me back
my TV!

Velma!
Let's go.

Watch out.

What happened?
Where's the laser- Granny?

Where's Cayden?

He's gone.

Cayden took Velma.

Turns out he was nothing
but a wolf in wolf's clothing.

How did we not see this coming?

Because big whoopsies
are only 20/20 in hindsight?

So Cayden
and that Brikim dude

stole the Death Worm
to begin with.

Well, they were obviously
in it together

until Brikim snatched
the weapon for himself.

He almost pulled it off with
that quickie auction of his.

I'm sorry I got you guys
involved in this.

I trusted him...
I didn't think he'd betray me.

Yo. D? This isn't the time
to hit the snooze button.

We got us a formidable
fogey to find-

Dyson, do you have
any idea where

he might've
taken Velma?

No.

Maybe he sold her
to Ms. Money Bags? Huh?

She was pretty loose with
the old chequebook.

Or Cayden cut
a deal with Cumberbatch.

I don't think so, he lost
interest in the auction early.

Exactly...

Velma!

Pudding.

This is butterscotch.
I wanted vanilla.

Butterscotch, vanilla,
what's the difference?

Genius plan stealing Velma
from the interlopers.

Mind you I didn't know there was
going to be bloodshed.

Every battle has its casualties.

Yes of course.

I don't like butterscotch,
I like vanilla.

Velma!

Looks like we
have a deal.

Don't worry about the old girl,
I'll take good care of her.

About that,
I couldn't care less.

Hey!
Wait!

You're Light Fae.
You don't belong here.

There are rules.

Rules are
for suckers.

Where's that damn TV set
Hale, do you see it?

What am I,
the TV Whisperer?

You ain't the
only one with skills.

I said I wanted vanilla!

No, no. Velma.

No please.

Velma no!

Don't come
this way!

The TV's
right there!

Okay.

Okay Velma just
stay calm okay?

Here we go.
There you go.

Cayden's gone.

He's bleeding.

You okay?

The boys may have retreated
permanently.

Other than that
I'm fine.

Velma!

Stefan!

Stefan!

Stefan.

Ambush.

Too many.

Tell the King I tried.

You'll tell him
yourself.

Take care
of Ciara...

No!

He will receive a burial
befitting his bravery.

Where is Ciara?

The King came
for her.

She'll be made
his Queen in the morn.

The King sent Stefan
to his death

so he could claim
Ciara for his own?

Aye.

Where are you
going?

To shed the King's blood
as he shed Stefan's.

You would fight me
on this?

You know
we would.

We serve the King
and no one else.

I won't fight
my brothers.

But I can serve
this King no more.

Should really get
that looked at.

Yeah.

You got me good
there buddy.

Can you heal
him Bo?

I can only breathe
sexual chi into someone.

This is beyond me.

It's too late,
man.

I'm gonna get you
a doctor.

I'm not Stefan.

Saving me won't
bring him back.

I shouldn't have
used my wolf on you.

All's fair in war and war,
isn't that right?

You're not getting all
"honourable" on me now?

Honour's
for the weak.

You were right all
those years ago.

To strike out
on your own.

No mate,
we're wolves.

Meant to travel
in packs.

The solitary life
worked for you.

It just took me a while
to find a new pack.

We almost
got away.

We? Who are you
talking about?

She would have loved me.
Eventually.

Dyson. You're going
to want to see this.

Ciara?!
God Ciara!

It's okay.

Dyson!

Bo, your knife.

All these centuries...

I never thought
I'd see you again.

Cayden told me you killed
yourself after the King died.

At some point --
he decided he loved me.

And more, that
I should love him back.

Did he hurt you?

No I'm fine.
You saved me.

Technically I think
I saved you.

I mean I found you.
I mean, I'm Bo.

Yes --
Bo, this is Ciara.

It's a pleasure, Bo.
And thank you.

So you and Dyson...
go way back?

I trained his pack
in the art of war.

Are you
a shifter?

No.
Do you mind?

My father was Fairy and my
mother Scuffock.

She passed her warrior training
skills on to me.

I'm a Succubus.

He's gone.

Let him go then.
He's a changed man.

A life of war
made him hard.

If nothing else, he brought us
into each other's lives again.

Yes.
He did do that.

Velma, please!
No!

As I was saying,
Velma is a sweet

old Death Worm
who needs a home.

And you had doubts about our
little consulting arrangement.

Look at us, you and me,
consulting, together.

Over there.

And be careful.

I didn't do this because
of any "arrangement".

Well send me
the invoice anyway.

As for the worm,
I'll take care of it.

Her.

Pardon?

She's not a thing.

She's a...well,
she's alive anyway.

And she deserves some
kindness and respect.

Like all living things.

Ha, you fell.
You're wet.

Interesting idea.

Be kind
to the things.

And if I do extend this
kindness and respect,

what do I get
back in return?

You'll be making
her friends very happy.

Are you her friend?

Yes.

I see. Well if it will
make you happy, Bo,

then I will do my best
to take care of her.

I think the words you're
looking for are "thank you."

Yeah.
Thanks.

I hate
commercials.

By the way,
how is Lauren?

I don't know. Haven't
spoken to her in days.

Of course
you haven't.

Come along, my dear.
Let's get you settled.

Leave the pen.

Bye dear.

I'm not taking
your bed.

The floor is fine
for me.

I'm not letting you
sleep on the floor.

For heaven's sake, Dyson,
we used to sleep on dirt.

Only out
of necessity.

Let me take care of you
the way you took care of us.

All those
years ago.

So much
has changed.

Here we are.

I think I always
wanted to do that.

I can't.

You can't betray
a ghost, Dyson.

Goodnight then.

Oh God these
are so good.

I can make more.

More? Yeah, more.
Good.

Bo, buddy,
platonic love of my life.

Auren-lay's ot-nay
aying-stay, is she?

She already messed up
the kitchen.

I don't want her
messing up the couch.

She won't.

Because I am taking
the couch.

Lauren's
taking my bed.

No no no no.
I couldn't put you out.

Aaaand on that "oh
puh-leeze" factor of ten...

I'm out, goodnight!

I'll take the couch.

You've just been through
a lot with The Ash.

I know you took an oath to
look after people medically

and all, but you need to
let someone else take care

of you for once.

So...
goodnight.

Right.
Goodnight.