Sanctuary (2008–2011): Season 1, Episode 13 - Revelations, Part 2 - full transcript

Previously on "Sanctuary"...

The war has begun.

Abnormals
in the path of the agent

are showing rapid onset of clinical
paranoia and extreme aggression.

Pitting humans
against abnormals,

deciding who lives and who dies...

The cabal has to be stopped.

It's why I started this mission
more than a century ago.

Dr. Watson?

Not as in James Watson
who's a member of the Five?

Why are you here, Druitt?



Well, to save the world
as we know it, and, time allowing,

reassert my superiority
in our battle of wits.

Nigel Griffin is dead,

but his powers were passed on
to his granddaughter, Clara.

I just know
that we only have days

to stop the destruction
of every abnormal on earth.

It may well be that the source blood
could stop the disease

in the form
of a synthesized antitoxin.

Where did Gregory hide the vial?

The lost city of Bhalasaam
in the Indian Himalayas.

And he made sure
that only the five of us

acting in concert could retrieve it.

Which is a bit of a problem
if, in fact, I have killed Tesla.

Hello, Nicola.



It's all been destroyed.

It's over.

There has to be a way
into the labyrinth.

Your mother and her colleagues
will no doubt try to stop us.

I promise you they'll fail.

They'll fail because you're going
to help us complete our plan.

Where's Henry?

Not far.

- If you hurt him, I swear I will-
- Oh, we will hurt him.

In fact, the quality and quantity

of what remains of his life
very much depends on you.

I'll tell you whatever you want.
Just let Henry live.

Is that what you think we are?
Killers, murderers?

That bioweapon you set off?
Not exactly charity work.

In fact, that's exactly what it is.

A helping hand to the humans so
that they can clearly see the threat

to the very survival
of our species.

You're starting a war.

We're controlling our destiny.

Most of the abnormals out there
are peaceful. They aren't a threat.

Every abnormal we don't control
is a threat, Ashley.

Despite your mother's
propaganda.

How many so-called peaceful
abnormals have you destroyed?

You know...

I like your mother.

There was a time
I even admired her,

but we are fighting
for humanity's survival,

and she's chosen the wrong side.

Are you ready to choose yours?

Where's the amazing lost city?

The temples, the archives...
A decent restroom?

It's gone.
Destroyed long ago.

By the age of this vegetation,
I'd say, I don't know, 50, 60 years?

100 years,

if the growth pattern of this hedera
is any indication.

Destroyed how?

Looks like some sort
of massive bombing.

It couldn't have been
from the air, though.

There were no planes
that could carry

that kind of ordnance
a hundred years ago.

Four days
of constant bombardment.

Hundreds of men,
their heaviest weaponry.

Cannon placements there and there.
Long and short-range.

Likely a combined effort between
Russian, French and Spanish forces.

I thought by that point in history,
all the vampires were wiped out.

They were.

They retreated here to preserve
what was left of their culture.

They'd been culled to
within a hair's breadth of extinction.

They weren't a threat to anyone.
This was a slaughter.

Gregory's instructions mentioned

a hall of records as a starting point.

They also mentioned a city,
fully intact.

For all we know, the caverns below

have been destroyed as well.

Sorry, John, are you suggesting
that we just give up?

Oh, don't bait me.
I'm not in the mood.

Perhaps if we were looking
for some nubile lady of the night

for you to slaughter,
then you'd suddenly perk up

and become incredibly helpful!

Gentlemen, enough!

Good work, old boy.

Another test of my loyalty.

Just checking.

What do you want from me?

Talk to me!

How long have you known
of your condition?

It's not a condition.

Do you know the exact geographical
region where you were found?

What kind of treatments has
Dr. Magnus prescribed for you?

Can you elaborate
on their effectiveness?

Length of transformative episodes?

What are you doing?
What are you doing?

What are you doing?
Don't! Don't!

Shh, shh, shh... We simply want
to help you get better.

I'm not sick.
This is not a condition!

You are a class nine
hyper-accelerated protean life-form.

Fairly rare, as is the control
you seem to possess

over mutative stress triggers.

No, please.

You do not
want to make that happen.

On the contrary,
we very much do,

although I can understand
why you would resist.

I am not ashamed of who I am.

I certainly hope not,

because we intend to bring out
your alter ego permanently.

The knowledge we gain from you
will be invaluable.

Your kind have been hiding
in the shadows

for far too long, Mr. Foss.

We're going to...
bring you out into the light.

Anything?

Nothing for miles.

No other entrances
to the mountain.

It'll be dark soon.

We should head back
and start fresh tomorrow.

No, no, no, you go.

Yeah, I'm staying, too.

There has to be something,
a sense of...

Scale. Yeah, exactly.

- There.
- What?

Well, I know it's from a distance,

but the location
of this central ziggurat here

should be that area
right there.

Assuming the city
was built around it, absolutely.

Which would mean that
the hall of records is located-

27 meters southeast
of our current position.

This is the main thoroughfare,
the central meeting hall.

It's the wall defenses,
and the hall of records. Ah...

It took me a while
to locate the right markers.

Wow, you... You totally got that.
You saw everything.

Oh, very clearly, Will, very clearly.

Well, then, let's have at it.

Time.

You factored in time.

The shifting architectural patterns
as the city grew.

Time is a constant, Will.

No, all visual clues
have to be measured

against multiple parameters,
time often being the most telling.

Like another dimension.

Yeah, it's just one of many,

and once you understand
the way they interact,

you'll find that very few mysteries
will confound you.

Man, that is killer stuff.

Yes, I've always thought so.

Are you certain?

Yeah, this should be the main foyer
for the Bhalasaam Hall of Records.

My father's instructions mentioned
a passageway or corridor

leading to subterranean caverns
below.

We have no idea

what the original interior
of this building looked like.

Let alone where an access point
may be.

Well done.

I am seriously
geeking out right now.

As am I.

Why would the vampires build
a cavern beneath a hidden city?

It seems kind of redundant,
don't you think?

Well, even though they were
the conquerors, the rulers,

the overlords, they advanced
civilization by centuries.

Their knowledge, their technology,
was far more advanced

than anyone could have
imagined back then.

So they kept their secrets
well hidden.

Well, they knew the world
had turned against them, John.

They would have calculated
for the possibility

that Bhalasaam might one day
be found and pillaged.

Lest their wealth of knowledge
fall into the wrong hands.

Miss me?

John.

Oh, I know he's difficult to kill,
but I'm sure there are ways.

Is that before or after
you retrieve the blood?

Because, frankly,
good luck with that if I'm dead.

You know, you can't do it
without me.

Nice move last time we met, Johnny.

Mmm... It took me a while
to get over it.

Not long enough, old boy.
Care for another helping?

What are you doing here,
Nicola?

Isn't it obvious?

The Cabal want to turn the world
into a war zone.

Only the ancient blood
can stop it.

Yes, I do keep abreast
of current events, thank you.

Yet you refused to answer
any of our communiqu?s.

My dear James.
You're looking... Older.

- Feeling your age?
- Ever the gentleman, I see.

And what have we here?

I'm guessing that one of you must be
a blood relative of Nigel Griffin,

otherwise why would you
have been brought along?

I hope you're up to the task.

- Damn straight I am, skinny.
- You, I like.

- You, I don't know.
- I'm Dr. Zimmerman.

I work with Dr. Magnus.

A prot?g?.

Well, the mission's necessary
disposable item-

Stop this, Nicola.

You know what we're facing.
Why not make contact?

Firstly, I prefer to work alone.

Secondly, I don't trust any of you
any more than you trust me.

That's why I skipped the orientation
part of the tour.

How did you get down here?

There's another entrance,
far side of the mountain,

just have to know
where to look for it, which I do.

Now, follow me.

Magnificent, isn't it?

All that remains of my ancestors.

Their work.

10,000 years of knowledge
and power, hidden from the world.

You've been coming
here for decades, haven't you?

This is where you got the idea
to revive vampires as a race.

Your father, he did his job well.

Despite my best efforts, we can
only retrieve the blood as one.

None of us can do it alone.

Tell me, Nicola, if we do succeed,

will you actually allow us
to take it away?

We all know you have
such wonderful designs for it,

an army of newborn vampires
being just the start.

I may want to see my ancestors
reborn, but that can't happen

if the abnormals become
a global threat to humans.

None of us could withstand
the chaos that that would bring.

Okay?

But tell me, John,

are the rest of us to trust you
once all is said and done?

You, who once put
your own daughter in harm's way

for just a drop of Helen's blood?

Oh, yes.

Having that vial all to yourself
would certainly solve

your health problems
for a long time, wouldn't it?

Gentlemen.
We are here for a reason.

Nicola. Lives are at stake.

This way.

John...

Thank you.

What the hell
was all that about?

Well, the guy who invented radio
just dissed Jack the Ripper.

What are you doing, Dana?

You haven't asked me
one real question yet.

We have a lot more to discuss,
so please...

Ashley, if I wanted you dead,

there are more effective ways
than a poisoned drink.

I want to see Henry.

Now.

I assure you, he's fine.

Satisfied?

Thank you.

I'd like to keep you
alert and cooperative.

Well, one out of two ain't bad.

If you put a truth serum in this,
trust me,

I will do a tap routine on this floor
rather than tell you anything.

To tell you the truth,
I'm a terrible poker player.

I never bluff.

As for what we want,
information's not the only thing,

not when you have
so much more to offer us.

It won't work.

You've been off your medication
for almost a day.

The safeguards
have left your system.

The pain you feel will end when
you stop resisting the change

to your natural state.

No, if I change, you'll kill me.

True, but we'll have learned
so much in the process.

Henry...

This will be a noble end for you.

Think of it as an organ donation
after your death.

What we learn from your alter-ego
may eventually save lives.

- Another 10 cc's.
- No! No, don't...

No!

This place goes on forever.

It's a labyrinth. It's designed
to keep valuable secrets

from those
who would steal them.

- Was that aimed at me?
- Yes.

Some sort of a numeric code.

My mother's birthday.
My father's favorite password.

- It's his handwriting.
- Latin?

His favorite language.

It's a caveat,
addressed to all five of us.

It's a warning that the blood should
only be sought by all of us,

or not at all.

And only for the most
altruistic reasons.

Well, saving civilization from global
chaos and war seems worthy,

but he's your father.

It's a map of the labyrinth.

Look, there's five notations here.

Yes, five tests. Each has one
of our names beside it.

What kind of tests?

Designed specifically
for each of our gifts.

Impenetrable to anyone else.

My father knew that in order
to prevent any one of us

from trying to access the blood alone,
he had to use the technology

the vampires left behind
to safeguard their secrets.

And even you couldn't
find a way around it.

I know. Nervous yet?

And at the end
of each test there's a key.

- Once we have the five keys...
- We can access the vial.

My father loved
the metaphor of keys.

He saw them as symbols
for the unlocking of secrets.

So we can assume that none of
these tasks will be simple and easy?

Knowing my father, absolutely.

- May I?
- Oh, yes.

Will, take Clara to Griffin's test.
That's here.

Watson, yours and John's markers
are close together down there.

Work as a team. We'll all meet
back here with our keys.

That leaves you and Nicola.

Your tests are marked
for the same area.

I guess your father liked us best
as a couple.

Helen, if you can wait
till I come back-

- I'll be fine.
- Such chivalry.

If any harm comes to her,
accidental or otherwise-

I have no reason
to do her any harm, but you...

I'm finding more reasons
by the minute.

Honestly...
I am surrounded by adolescents.

Let's go.

Seems we go down this way.

This room was marked "Griffin. "

Doesn't seem so bad.

Okay, this is bad.

I believe this is our stop.

Two Latin inscriptions
almost identical in meaning.

- Almost?
- "Truth lies".

"Lies truth".

A slightly different
turn of phrase.

Both doors
apparently with no means

of opening them, and yet,
behind each of these doors...

- ... lies our keys, logically.
- Logically.

Both our names
were set for these doors,

which implies that Gregory
intended for us to work together.

So we cannot retrieve
one without the other, hmm?

Hmm...

Putting the analytical genius

and the cold-blooded killer
in the same place.

There must be a reason
beyond cruel irony.

When he designed this, he knew us
as friends, James, not as enemies.

- It was before I-
- Yes, yes.

Doors that won't open,
yet their shape...

They suggest something exists
beyond, a chamber, perhaps.

Which I alone could access,
but which door do we believe, hmm?

Perhaps both?

Neither?

I don't know, but I am convinced
of one thing-

If we choose wrongly, and you
teleport behind the wrong door,

I'm sure you will find...
solid rock.

Well, then.

We'd best choose carefully...

...old friend.

This is insane.

No, no, it makes sense.

Whenever light reflects off anything
visible, we lose ground.

- Yeah, literally.
- Okay, okay.

So all you have to do is make it
from here to there

without casting a shadow,
and we'll get the key.

You can do this.

No, I can't.

Clara, this is just adrenaline
triggering anxiety in your brain.

You got to take the focus
off yourself,

forget about everything else
except for the goal.

Yeah? How?

Well, how did you focus
when you used to steal?

I'd, uh... I'd picture
the store clerk naked.

- It helped me not feel so...
- Vulnerable, perfect.

Okay, so just picture me naked.

It's not working.

Clara, you've done this
a thousand times.

We're in a labyrinth, Will,
in the Himalayas.

- I am going to die here-
- Okay, hey, hey, hey.

Look at me, look at me.

What can I do to help?

Well, if I have to do it,
so should you.

What?
Well, people can see me.

You can see me. That's not fair.
I mean, that... I shouldn't have to...

Okay, fine.

This is ridiculous.

Satisfied?

Clara?

Don't drop my clothes.

Sorry.

Ah, your test.

Yeah.

You said you tried to steal
the blood once before.

That means you've already
done the test.

No, I tried to steal it.

I never succeeded
in actually getting the key.

You're afraid.

Your father managed
to rig this tunnel here

with a massive
geomagnetic current.

Voltage derived directly
from the earth.

Do you have any idea
how much electricity that is?

He knew you were hard to kill.

Well, this just might do it.

Awesome.

Your father
really didn't like me, did he?

You're an acquired taste.

Uh-huh.

The seventh girl you murdered,
April 1888,

they found her body
under a bridge near Wapping.

Why move her from Whitechapel?

It's tormented me.

Why taint your calling card?
Why change the rules?

I remember...

I asked your opinion at the time
over Brandies at the reform club,

and you said, "Perhaps the old boy
is losing his taste for the sport. "

Were you?

My actions were not of my own,
but thrust upon me...

...by an irresistible force.

Oh, it must've been
quite the blow to your ego

when you finally learned the truth.

It was not just that I failed to see
the clues laid out before me.

It was that it was you, John.

For God's sake!

It was you!

Veritas latet. "Truth lies. "

Latet veritas. "Lies truth. "

Now, the subtle but vital difference

is that this epigram translates
as "lies buried," as in "dead. "

Whereas this...

This means "lies at rest,"

a much more benign expression,
and thus it follows

that we must choose
between life... and death.

That's it?

That's your unassailable logic?

Gregory and I
shared a passion for Latin.

It follows that he would
hide the clues

in the subtleties of the language.

So...

Either a chamber lies beyond that,
or a perfect chance

for you to exact your revenge
for my past actions.

Care to reconsider your choice?

The second key is undoubtedly
within the second door.

Indeed, this key may
unlock it outright.

In which case,
you might leave me here to die.

Yes.

I might.

Well, why don't you?

Well, as I once said...

...I have lost the taste for the sport.

Release the first key,
the second is freed as well.

Elementary, my dear Watson.

Oh, shut up.

There should be adequate
cellular penetration by now.

What the hell's that
supposed to mean?

You may begin.

Cut the power.
Thought you didn't bluff, Dana.

It has been an absolute pleasure
talking with you.

I wish we had more time,
but it's time to say good-bye.

What did you do to me?

What we had to.

Turns out it actually was as simple
as quenching your thirst,

and I'm afraid I did lie to you.

You're going to die today, Ashley.

You felt...

Genuine concern for me.

Admit it.

- Nonsense.
- Oh...

- You still like me, it's so obvious.
- You tried to kill me.

Yeah.

But, you know,
we all hurt the ones we love.

Your turn.

Clara, don't stop.

- I can't do this, Will. This is crazy!
- You're almost there.

You're almost there.

- Clara, just keep going.
- I can't do this.

Focus on the goal!
Don't think about anything else!

- It's just a key, okay?
- This is crazy.

You're doing great!

Not much of a test.

You're a total daddy's girl.

Helen!

Alright, Father.

"Two by two. "

Alright.

Keep going!
You're doing fine!

I've got it!

Okay, come on! We don't have
a lot of time, so bring it back!

Two times two, two plus two,
two to the power of two,

and therefore four.

That is too easy.

Will, I can't make it across!

Clara, you're going to have to jump!
Alright? Just don't think about it!

You got to jump!

Clara, come on! Come on!

- Where are you?
- Will, come on!

Two by two. Two by two...

It's not an equation.
It's a reference.

Noah's ark, right? Your favorite
metaphor for your work.

Right...

So, what's the permutations
of abnormal life?

They're endless.

Therefore...

Infinity.

Alright, infinity.

Thank you.

Nice, but I think
somebody must have screwed up.

Bloody hell!

Move your legs, old man!

Clara!

Oh, no, she was right with me.

Relax, Will, I'm right here.

I asked you not to drop my clothes,
and look, they're filthy.

Nice job, Will.

- Interesting.
- Well done, William.

Thanks.

Where's Helen?

Well done.

Shall we?

Finally.

- I haven't seen this in a while.
- Is that it? That's the blood?

The power in that vial...

It could change history.

Create any kind of future
we choose.

- "We?"
- Don't worry.

I intend to see this through...
Antivirus and all.

Watson!

Oh, my God...

- What happened?
- Oh, the...

The inevitable, I'm afraid.

The suit, it stopped working.

It's been failing for some time.

It hasn't really worked
since we left the Sanctuary.

I knew... This was a mission
I would not return from,

and it was worth
one last challenge, Helen.

You I shall miss.

- William... William...
- Yeah...

There... There is something
that we are not seeing.

This was too easy.

There is something
else happening,

something going on
that we're not seeing.

You must find
the missing piece.

What? What is it?
What's the missing piece?

Find it.

Whoa, whoa, stay down.
Hey. Hi. It's me. It's Henry.

It's Henry.
We're almost there.

Listen, are you okay?

You were out cold
when I found you.

- I need a gun.
- Here.

- Cell phone.
- Yeah.

- Awesome.
- This way.

What happened to you?

- I don't want to talk about it. You?
- Me neither.

What about the codes for Lazarus?

I'm on it.

I found a network interface
in this lab here.

Rock star.

Anything?

There's a whole data
encryption package here.

Looks like a lot of code.

One of them should control
the dispersal unit remotely.

I'm going to download the whole file
to a jump drive.

How long?

Just need
a couple more seconds.

Ashley!
- Mom, we're ready for dust-off.

- Trace this cell signal?
- Good. Stand by.

Come on, come on, come on.

Okay, I got it.

Easy-peasy. Let's roll.

This is so not good, Ash.

Just give him
a few more seconds.

Ashley...

Hey, Mom.

It was good timing.

Thank you.

Crap.

Ashley?

Get her to the infirmary.

What the hell happened to her?

I don't know.
We were separated a long time.

See, you're supposed to say,
"Hey, Clara, you did great.

Way to conquer your fears. "

I'm sorry, I'm just...
thinking about stuff.

You did do great.

Thanks for taking off your pants.

You never have to thank me
for that.

I can't believe this place. I...

I thought I was a one-off. A freak.

Clara, why don't you stay here?
I mean, just for a while,

just to see what it's like
to be part of something.

Yeah, I... I don't know.

Being connected to places
and people...

It's not really my style.

Well, that's because neither
was accepting of who you are.

I think that's going to change.

I had to do that.

The view is just way too romantic.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

How is she?

She's unconscious.

Something's wrong.
Her blood pressure's elevated.

- I need to run more tests.
- They've done something to her.

She'll be alright, John.

She's strong.

I'd like to stay close,
if you don't mind.

Of course.

John...

Thank you.

What is it, Will?

Something Watson said
before he died.

About it all being too easy,
that we'd missed something.

We got the blood.
It seems like a win to me.

Yeah, but...

I just can't shake the feeling
that he's right,

that there's something else going on
that we just can't see.

I have to talk to Magnus.

Nicola!

What the...?

Oh, no.

Doc, the drive we brought back,
it's all fakey ghost data.

There's no codes, there's no info,
there's nothing we can use.

Doc?

Isn't this just like you, John?

Steal what we need the most, and
then stick around to gloat about it.

I have been here the whole time.

Ashley.

Magnus... Magnus!

The whole thing, it was a set-up.

Something else is going on.

We're too late.

Thank you, Ashley.

You've been everything
we could have hoped for.

Welcome to your rebirth.