Relic Hunter (1999–2002): Season 1, Episode 7 - Transformation - full transcript

Sydney, Nigel and Derek Lloyd go to the Peruvian jungle to look for the Paracelsus scrolls, that contain the formula for turning lead into gold.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[WHIRRING]

MAN: Come on, hurry up.

Over here.

Ah, you!

[GRUNTING]

MAN: Come on,
put your back into it.

Yes.

Good.

At last, the scrolls.



[GROANING]

Yes.

[ZEN MUSIC PLAYING]

[EXHALING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[ZEN MUSIC PLAYING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[ZEN MUSIC PLAYING]

And again.

You can't park here.

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

Look, sir, I... I'm sorry
but you can't park here.

Sydney Fox.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]



Professor Fox.

[EXHALES]

I need to see you.

I need to see you, now!

Do I dismiss ballet class,
or do you?

[EXHALES]

[DOOR SLAMMING]
Who'd you think you are

and what gives you
the right to barge in--

This gives me the right.

Derek Lloyd, USGI,

Government Intelligence,
Section 9.

What's this about?

Is this what I think it is?

Half of it.

Paracelsus scrolls.

That's right.

And you are going to help me
find the other scroll

before anybody else does.

[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[PROJECTOR CLICKING]

Arthur Stanton, businessman,
industrialist tycoon.

One of those entrepreneurs
that always teetered
on the brink of bankruptcy.

During the war,
he built tanks.

Problem is, he didn't care
who he sold them to.

Allies, fascists,
gouged them both.

When the war was over,
the US indicted him
as a profiteer.

Where do the scrolls come in?

He needed money.
He also had a passion for gold.

Ah, the promise of alchemy.

Transmutation.
Turning base metals into gold.

He was last seen in Austria

where he
and the Paracelsus scrolls
disappeared

about the same time.

I can't believe
he found
the Paracelsus scrolls.

No one believed in them
back then.

They were thought of
as quackery.

Now they do.

Modern science is not beyond
the realms of possibilities,
Miss Fox.

If they discover the formula.

Stanton wound up in Peru
where he couldn't be extradited.

DEREK: He built a villa.

Paracelsus scrolls
never turned up.

Until recently.

I don't think
we're supposed to
hear this.

Guys like that don't just
tell people things, Nigel.

The rest you'll find out
on a need-to-know basis.

Right now, all you need to know
is you're coming with me.

And if I say no?

You won't.
If the formula works,

it could impact
the whole world.

Nobody knows
that it does.

Nobody knows
that it doesn't.

I'll pick you up
at 1400 hours.

I was looking
for my contact lens.

You don't wear
contacts, Claudia.

Are you sure?

Oh...

Derek Lloyd seems to check out.

Works in the Pentagon, USGI,
like he said.

I can't believe
I met a real live mole.

Claudia, I'm expecting
a phone call

from a friend of mine
at the Pentagon.

He's out
in the field somewhere.
You know a mole too?

You know that besides looking
for a way to make gold,

the alchemists were
also seeking eternal youth?

Uh, look, it's almost time,
Oh, my kind of people.

Claudia, listen to me,
this is very important.
Okay.

No matter where I am
or what I'm doing,

when my friend calls,
you track me down.

Gotcha.
Understand?

No, this is very important.

He is going to be able to
verify some things for me.

Write it down.

I already said "Gotcha."

[EXHALES] Okay.

Let's go.

Right.

You know,

I worry about you out there
sometimes, Nigel.

Take care of everything.

Everything.

Right.

[SMACKS HIS BUTT]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Didn't think you'd be on time.

I'm full of surprises.

Where is he going?

No, he's not.
With us.

He's my assistant.

Then he'll assist you
somewhere else.

He goes wherever I go.

Not this time, Miss Fox.
There is no need
for him to know.

Let's get going.

He goes. Or I don't.

Anything happens,
United States Government
will cover you.

You're important to the mission.

He is not.

Just exactly
where am I not going?

[BIRDS CHIRPING]
[MONKEYS HOWLING]

I'm here to meet a contact

that's going to lead us
to Stanton's villa.

Anything happens,
stay out of it.

[SHEEP BLEATING]

[EXHALES] Conoco.

Hello, Derek.

Specialty of the house.

Uh, there must be some mistake.
We didn't order these.

I can't drink this.

Are you sure, Senor?
Not really.

It's a way
of greeting new customers.

That's very charming,
but this isn't a drink,
it's a zoo.

You have to drink it.
It's an insult if you don't.

[BREATHING NERVOUSLY]

You like?
Very much.

[COUGHING]

[LOCALS LAUGHING]

It's very good.

Subtle, yet big.

I mean, bold.

Enjoy, Senor.

We had a deal, Conoco.

Not any more.

I want to, uh...

renegotiate.

Fifteen hundred more.

Not a penny over that.
Take it or leave it.

It's, uh,
how do you say it, uh...

a down payment.

Another 1,000.

Hey, where you going?

Hey! We had a deal!

[GRUNTING]

Tell me where it is!

All right!

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

He said
we should stay out of it!

They'll kill him.

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTS]
[YELLS]

[BOTTLES BREAKING]

[GRUNTING]

Oh.

Where'd you learn that?

Ballet class.

Duck!

[GROANING]

[HORN BEEPING]

Up on the jeep, up on the jeep!

We're on our own.

Hurry! Come on, come on!

Damn!

Where are we going now?

You'll know when we get there.

It's no accident
that tree fell the way it did.

No, it's not.
We're being watched.

[LEAVES RUSTLING]

Really? You sure?
We're in the middle of nowhere.

Oh, I'm sure.

[LEAVES RUSTLING]

[GUNS COCKING]

[LEAVES RUSTLING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Maybe you're right.

Put your hands up.

Where you going, gringos?

Stanton's Villa, huraco.

[CHUCKLING]

You must be muy loco.

And just why is that?

'Cause it's no man's land.

SOLDIER:
There's a war going on, gringos.

This whole area
is booby-trapped.

Booby-trapped?

How far is it?

About three klicks.

You'll never make it.

We'll take our chances.

How far is a klick?

Never mind.

I tell you what, Señor.

I could use a little help
moving this tree out of the way.

I'm sure you can, Señor.

[WHISTLES]

[MOBILE PHONE RINGING]

Ah, ah!

Probably, uh, my mother.

Hello?
Nigel.

NIGEL: Yes, what is it?

You know this guy with the gun,
Derek Lloyd?

Claudia,
I can't talk to you now.

I've got some bad news.

What is it?

CLAUDIA: He's dead.
Who is?

Derek Lloyd.
NIGEL: Claudia, this no time...

No, that guy
from the Pentagon called,

Sydney's friend,
he left a message.

That's impossible.
You must've misunderstood.

No, I didn't.

I wrote it down,
just like Sydney told me to.

What did he say?

He said...

Um...

"Derek Lloyd is dead."

What?

He was murdered three days ago
by another agent.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Nigel?

Nigel?

Back in the jeep.

You all right?

[ENGINE STARTING]

Yeah, fine.

Could be a shift
in the entire balance of power.

DEREK: Money markets flooded,

world's economy is destabilized.

[RADIATOR HISSING]

Damn!

What's wrong?
It's like you've seen a ghost.

I have. That's not Derek Lloyd.

What?

Derek's dead!

Then who's he?

Who knows?

That call was from Claudia.
Your friend from
the Pentagon called,

Derek Lloyd was killed
three days ago

by another secret agent.

Stay calm. Don't let on.

Just do what he says.

But he's crazy!

All the more reason
not to confront him.

We can't afford
to let those scrolls
fall into the wrong hands.

He's a murderer.

He won't try anything.
He needs us
to find the scrolls.

He needs you.
He doesn't need me.

True, but I need you.

Once we find the scrolls,
we'll figure something out.

Right now, this is bigger
than just another relic.

Right!

Okay!

Fixed, huh? Just like that?

On foot.

What?

Can't be more than
two klicks from here.

How far is a click, again?

Oh, wait a minute.

I can call for help.

[GRUNTING]
Ah, you're choking me.

Take your hands off of him.

You place a call
with your cell phone,
it could be traced.

You really want
everyone tracking our position?

We've wasted enough time.
Start walking.

SYDNEY: So, how is it that
you've come to work for USGI?

DEREK:
[SIGHS] It's a long story.

Long walk.

Need-to-know, Professor Fox,
need-to-know.

Drink?

No, thanks.

You get dehydrated,
you could get delirious.

How much further is it?

For you,
maybe just a matter of feet.

There are land mines everywhere.

Don't worry,
you'll be all right.

Just stay on my tracks.

My feet are sore,
my throat is parched...

Stop!

Whatever you say!
I won't complain any more,
I promise!

No, I mean, stop.

Don't move,
don't take another step,

don't even breathe.

You're standing on a land mine.

You lift your foot
and you will die.

Well... Well... Um...

Okay, Nigel, don't move.

We need a rock.

With you.

I'm going to slide my knife
between your boot and the pin.

When I say three, you step off.

You understand?

Uh-huh.

Okay.

One,

two...

Whoa!

Must have been a dud.

Close.

You can let go now.

What if I say no?

You won't.

[SCREAMING]

[DEREK LAUGHING]

[COUGHING]

[MUTTERING IN SPANISH]

We've got to
stay off the roads.

This way.

Shouldn't be much further.

I don't know how many klicks
I've got left in me.

We get in, we get out,
we do it all very quickly.

How can you be so sure the
place is abandoned?

Hector assured me.

You know that Paracelsus
put the formula on two scrolls,

light and dark,
and magnetized the back

with lodestone
so they clamped together.

No one ever heard of that
before he did it.

[GUNSHOT]

Show yourself!

Whoever did that saved my life.

And was a crack shot.

Maybe we should save this
for dinner.

In the meantime,
let's get moving.
We're being followed.

This way.

[LEAVES RUSTLING]

Okay.

Real simple, we get in,
we get the scrolls, we get out.

Uh-uh.

I thought you said
this place was empty.

[LAUGHING]

DEREK: Must have just moved in.

This complicates things.

[ENGINE REVVING]

Looks like most of them
are heading out on patrol.

Good.

Good, let's move
a little closer.

Follow me.

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

No, you don't need to
kill him.

He didn't do anything to you.

Lose the guns, Nigel,
you're making me nervous.

Let's go, come on.

[DOOR CREAKING]

SYDNEY: Looks like
the place has been looted.

Looks like
they took almost everything.

Well, let's hope
not everything.

War mask,
fourth century.

Used to chase away evil spirits.

Doesn't look like it worked.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

There's got to be more
to this place.

These are his living quarters.

There's got to be
a lab of some kind.

NIGEL: What are you doing?

This was covered up.

SYDNEY: A-R-T.

Arthur.

Why would he write his name
on tiles on the floor?

Why his first name?

Doesn't make sense.

Must be a code of some kind.

Maybe it's a switch or a lever.

The plaque.
NIGEL: What plaque?

For Paracelsus
what is the symbol for Gold?

On the periodic table
of elements,

it's A...
U.

[CLICKING SOUND]

[DOOR CREAKING]

SYDNEY: Look at this.

All in search of a formula.

[GUN COCKING]

No!

I could shoot it
out of your hands,
but I'm a lousy shot.

[GUN COCKING]

You're the one
that killed the snake.

Sydney, she's a rogue agent.
All she wants are the scrolls.

I'm here to save you,
and to take him into custody.

She's lying. Check her,
I guarantee you

she's wearing a tracking device.

There'll be more coming,
trust me.

Check her, Nigel.

What?

SYDNEY: See if
she's wearing a wire.

Sorry.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

Nigel.

Nigel!

[CRACKS]

Standard practice in the field.

He knows that.

We know
you're not Derek Lloyd.

I had to assume
another identity.

It was a matter of survival.

He killed Derek Lloyd.

Go with him and he'll eventually
kill you too.

I am telling you the truth.

He is lying.
He doesn't care
about the scrolls.

She is right. I could care less
about the scrolls.

The only thing I care about

is that they don't fall
into the wrong hands.

I have a job to do.
Derek had a job to do.

He is going to kill you
once he gets the scrolls.

She did save your life and,

well, he... he saved mine.

If you're trying
to save our lives,

why did you wait so long?

No!

There's always
the court martial.

Put her with the others.

Wrong choice, Sydney.

Move.

You don't know
what you're dealing with.

[GRUNTS IN PAIN]

[CHOKING]

You're going to talk.
I need to know. I need to know.

I want answers
and I want them now.

Who are you
and how do you know her?

My name is Richard Watson.

She's my superior at the agency.

Derek and I were assigned
to secure the scrolls.

When Derek found out
she was trying to steal them,

she killed him. I was next.

Why take Derek Lloyd's identity?

[HEAVY BREATHING]

For a while nobody knew
he was dead, but her.

When she canceled my access
to the agency,

I needed his to survive.

[HEAVY BREATHING]

Derek was my best friend.

Sixteenth century Incan,
used for burial ceremonies.

SYDNEY: What's that
behind the shelves?

[TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYING]

Talk about
the love of Gold.

He did it.

He turned himself into
the thing he loved most.

Gold.

I don't think so.

What are you doing?

It's just a casket,
made of solid Gold.

[EXCLAIMING]

SYDNEY: Well.

SYDNEY: He didn't bury
the scroll with him.

Let's go.

All right, there are two halves
to the Paracelsus scrolls.

That's right, light and dark,
like yin and yang.

You have the light side.

Sun God.

So, we're looking
for the other half,
the dark side.

The dark side.

What's that?

I don't know.

Like some sort of damper
that soaks up all the light.

It's a black hole.

Chamber of Darkness.

Entering the Gold room
must have opened the dark side.

Whoa!

You're, uh,
you're going in there?

I have to.

Wait.

Here.

I'll, uh, I'll...
I'll just stay here.

[WHOOSHING]

Can you see anything?

Guys?

BOTH: There it is.

DEREK: Solar eclipse.
Total darkness.

Here let me see that.

[SHARP SOUND]

[SCREAMING]

Whoa!

NIGEL: Come on!

Sydney, we've got to move! Now!

Sydney, come on!

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

You all right?
Yeah.

Blimey.

Let's get out of here
before we have company.

Okay.

Hello, Richard.

I'll take them now.

You backed
the wrong guy, Sydney.

Oh, I don't think so.

Come on.

[GRUNTING]

Nigel!

Ah!

Wow.

Uh!

Ugh!

[GRUNTING]

Oh!

[YELLS]

Not bad.

Ugh! Aah!

[CHUCKLING]

You guys enjoying the show?

BOTH: Yeah.

You better watch your back.

[EXCLAIMING]

[GRUNTS]

Swipe the scrolls.

Yah!

Court martial?

Better idea.

You know, I can't believe
you do this for living.

Funny, I was going to say
the same thing to you.

[SNORING]

So, what are you
going to do now?

I don't know.

I can't go back to the agency.

Take an early retirement,
I guess.

Besides, I don't think
I'm cut out

for this line of work
any more anyway.

Oh, I don't know about that.

No, I do.

You remember I had a chance
to kill Turley and I didn't?

Don't tell me you wish you had?

No.

Just the way I've been trained.

Kill or be killed.

What a horrible way to live.

Actually, it's not.
It's the only way.

You only get to make
one mistake.

But now that I have
a newfound conscience,

probably get myself killed.

Why don't you stay here?
Fix up Stanton's villa?

I'm sure you could
hire yourself out

to one side of the war
or the other.

Maybe I will.

What about these?
What are you going to do
with these?

[SIGHS]

Turn them over
to the government.

You sure about that?

I mean, what if
the formula really works?

What are they going to do
with them?

Not my need-to-know.

Oh, no?
Then whose need-to-know is it?

Remember what happened
when they split the atom?

What are you suggesting?

Well,
scrolls only work together.

SYDNEY: And since you found one

and I found one,

and we'll probably never
see each other again...

[ZEN MUSIC PLAYING]

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]