Sanctuary (2008–2011): Season 4, Episode 8 - Fugue - full transcript

[groans in pain]

[creature shrieking,
stunners blast]

[wincing]

[vase smashes]

[stunners blast]

[Magnus]: Will!

[Will]: This is not good!

Dammit, it's not working.

Boost to full power!

[Will]: No, no, no,
hold on a second.

Please...



Don't do this.

Please, don't do this.

Oi!

Where are you going?

[Magnus]: Just keep it in here!

[elevator dings]

[Declan]: A full stun charge
did bugger-all.

[Will]: Are you sure

you've never seen
anything like this before?

[Magnus]: This is entirely new.

[Will]: Abby...
what happened to you?

[???]

[Magnus]: Secure isolation room.

Someone needs to stay with her
at all times.



[Declan]: Agreed.

[Will]: It's okay, Deco.

[Declan]: We'll make the place
nice for her, mate.

[Will]:
You said this would stop.

[Magnus]: I know.

Something's preventing
the DNA inhibitors from working.

Three transformations
in 24 hours?

Magnus, she's getting
stronger and crazier.

I realize that, Will.

[she sighs]

We'll find something, I promise.

Get in touch with Henry.
I'll be in the lab.

[Henry]: We're backtracking
from the first incident.

Look, I know things are crazy
over there,

but seriously,

it's like working with one hand
tied behind my back here.

[Declan's voice
crackles over the line]

Uh, okay.

I'm just going to pretend that's
your frustration talking--

[click]

And you're welcome.

[Gavin]: How is she?

[Henry]: She's not good.

[Gavin]: Another episode?

[Henry]: She's sedated now.

She's under watch.

[Gavin]: Dr. Magnus said
that she'd be fine.

These things take time, Gavin.

It would be nice
if we could find something

to help her out.

Well, I don't even know
what we're looking for.

A cocoon? A husk?
Excrement?

Okay, will you stop with the
list-making already? Please?

[Gavin]: Sorry.

And stop with
the constant apologizing!

Sorry.

My mother was... Canadian.

Mazel tov.

Okay, so, you get the call,

and it's about a...
super-large gorilla, really?

[Gavin]: Well, protocol is
we check every tip.

[Henry shuts the case]

Which began here,
a block by block search.

Which we just retraced.

Now, are you sure
you never found, saw,

smelled anything?

[Gavin]: No.

Just suddenly
Abby wasn't Abby anymore.

[Henry sighs heavily]

[Gavin]: I didn't know people
could change like that.

[Henry]: Yeah, well, they can.
Some of us more than others.

It's just rare to be able
to control it like I do.

S-Sorry, you...
you mean you can change into...

Know what a werewolf is?
Close enough.

[Gavin]: Oh, my god.

Oh, don't worry, Gavin.

I haven't devoured a Canadian
in months.

[Will]: You've been studying
transformations

since the 19th century,

and still we're
in the dark about this?

[Magnus]:
I am trying everything, Will.

Every DNA lock I try,
the creature overcomes it.

This is a genetic tidal wave,

and I have no idea
how to stop it,

let alone what started it.

[Will]: It's a virus,
she's the host...

I will find a way.

I know what it's like, Magnus,

to lose yourself.

It's happened to me twice.

Your body is not your own.

I need information,

anything to help us understand
what we're dealing with.

I'm going to reduce
her meds slightly

just to let her resurface.

[Will]: It's so risky, Magnus.

You need to talk to her, Will.

You need to try to keep her
grounded in this reality

if you can.

Anything,
no matter how obscure,

could give us a way to cure her.

I know how close you two are,

and that may be our best weapon
at this point.

[he sighs] I'm sorry.

It's all right.

We'll fix this.

We always do.

[monitors beep steadily]

[door lock beeps]

[Declan]: The same?

[Will]: No seizures,
no transformations

for the past four hours.

[Declan]: Get some rest.

I've got her.

[Will]: I'm fine.

[Declan]: You've been with her
for two days, Will.

You need food and sleep.

I'm not leaving her.

Okay, then. Me neither.

Music?

[Will]: Yeah, sure.
Nothing too loud, though.

[Declan]: Don't worry, mate.

My Sex Pistols days
are long gone.

[gentle clavichord plays]

[urgent strings join in]

[singing]
? Where am I? ?

Abby?

[singing]
? Will, what's wrong with me? ?

[background music continues]

[Will]: Thank God,
we thought we'd lost you.

? What? ?

? Why can't I understand you? ?

Are you--

? Don't be like that
just speak to me! ?

I am speaking to you.

[Declan]: Is she--

? What's the matter
with both of you? ?

Abby, stay calm.

? I can't understand you ?

What the hell?

? Please just speak to me! ?

She's singing.

Why is she singing?
Abby?

? Oh, my god ?

? Something's
very wrong with me! ?

[Magnus]:
Of course, right there.

It's fascinating.

[Will]: The superior
temporal sulcus, right?

[Magnus]: It's where we process
complex aural patterns.

Her synapses
are firing like mad.

[Will]: So when she speaks,
it comes out as song?

Because her DNA
is being over-written,

she can only perceive
certain harmonic frequencies.

Music?

Music.

Well, explains why
she couldn't understand me

when I spoke to her.

[Magnus]: It may be the only way

that she can
communicate with us.

No.

- Yes--
- No.

We need to find out
what happened to her.

[sighs]

After you.

[door lock beeps]

[Magnus]: Hello, Abby.

? Abby, can you hear me? ?

? Do you know where you are? ?

[Abby]:
? You look so worried ?

[Magnus]: ? You've been here
for two days ?

? We've never left your side ?

[Abby]: ? There's something
you're not telling me ?

This is insane.

? What did you just say? ?

? Do... Do you recall ?

? anything ?

? before you woke up? ?

? Don't avoid the question ?

? Am I going to die? ?

? Magnus? ?

? Your body's been taken ?

? Something new and deadly ?

? Something we've never seen ?

? Have I become a monster? ?

? We never use that word ?

? You remember nothing? ?

? Some kind of creature? ?

? An alleyway... ?

In the fifth ward.

? Something attacked you? ?

[Abby]:
? I don't remember! ?

? I just woke up here ?

? I need to know ?

? To know the truth now ?

? No matter how bad it is ?

? Your condition is grave ?

? Don't know how to save you ?

? But we won't give up ?

? I feel so tired ?

? Abby... ?

Abby?

[Gavin]: Okay, so, seeing as how

we can't exactly call in
a full forensics team--

your call, not mine--

I say we do
a door-to-door canvassing

of the neighborhood.

Someone's got to have seen
or heard something.

If someone saw something,
it would be headline news.

Most abnormals are pretty good
at staying out of sight.

Yes, we're dealing
with monsters,

but the basic tenets
of detective work

still apply here--

[Henry]: Dude...

[Gavin]: Sorry.
I said the "M" word.

Please don't werewolf on me.

HAP. Hyper-accelerated--

Never mind.

Scan the area, full spectrum.

[Gavin]: Where are you going?

[Henry]: I'm going to talk
to Red List dealers

in the area.

[Gavin]: Criminals?

Yes, criminals,

which is why I'm not
bringing you with me.

You might as well have
a big sign on you

that says "Narc."

Call me if you find anything.

[beeps scanner on]

[scanner chimes]

[beeping steadily]

Uh, Henry?

I said I'll be back!

[Gavin]: I found something.

[Henry grumbles]

[scanner beeping steadily]

Thermal residue.

It's coming from...

[scanner beeping rapidly]

[beeps scanner off]

Ugh.

[Both coughing and gagging]

[Gavin]:
That is a cocoon, isn't it?

[Magnus]: You say you found this
against a brick wall?

[Henry]: Behind some garbage.

[Gavin]: Actually,
I found... it.

[Henry]: So, what,
is it Red List?

[Magnus]: Likely.

It's very similar

to the larval pocket
of a Galvanic Blood Tick.

Um, what?

They often partner
with parasitical organisms,

ones specifically designed
to mutate human DNA.

They're extremely rare.

One would never be found
in an urban environment

by accident.

Which means this cocoon

was deliberately placed
in that alleyway

in order to test this parasite
on a human victim.

So somebody puts the parasite
into the blood tick,

Abby finds
the blood tick cocoon...

And becomes infected
with a microscopic parasite

we've never even
heard of before.

Wait, the cocoon was
placed in the alley by whom?

Hollow Earth insurgents.

[Magnus]:
We've never seen a parasite

mutate this rapidly.

We can't even identify it.

So all these angry monsters--

abnormals--
from the center of the Earth.

They did this?

They're tracking us.

They would have known

that Abby is connected,
however discreetly,

to my Sanctuary.

They'd want to know

if I could prevent
the mutation or not.

You were totally set up.
Doc, this is very bad.

If that creature
becomes fully realized,

then normal human beings
will become a means

to populate the surface
with Hollow Earth abnormals.

[Henry]:
Total foothold scenario.

So Abby is a test case

for a full-on
monster invasion.

Excuse me.

I need to go throw up.

[Will]:
My mom used to sing to me.

In fact, when I...

can't remember her voice,

I just think of
all those cheesy songs

she used to sing to me.

If I...

If I fell down,
or if I couldn't sleep,

if I had a nightmare,

she'd sing to me.

And then after she died...

So thanks...

for contracting
the one condition

that makes me
do something I hate.

Look, I'll make you a deal.

I'll try to sing...

if you stick around
a little while longer.

That sound like a deal?

Just...

? Stay... ?

? Just stay... ?

? Abby, please ?

? Just stay... ?

? Just... stay... ?

Hey!

[Gavin]:
I didn't mean to intrude.

[Will]: Did you mean to be
such a waste of space

that she had to do
your job for you?

Okay, I... can see
that you're in pain--

Maybe I'll rejoin the FBI,

and your girlfriend can become
the mutant of the week.

I'm sorry.

[Will]: Did you keep her
in sight?

Did you even know that
she'd found that stupid cocoon?

How do I make this right?

You can't.

[???]

? Will! ?

Hey--
[clears throat]

? How are you feeling? ?

? Will.
Your name is Will. ?

? Abby... ?

? No, not Abby! ?

[???]

? There's only me ?

? And I'm in control now! ?

? What is this place? ?

? This feeling I have? ?

? I want to talk to Abby ?

? Have you felt
this feeling before? ?

? Being alive
like never before ?

? What have you done to her? ?

? Lightning in my veins ?

? Every minute I breathe ?

? Who are you? ?

? I'm the thing
you fear the most ?

? I'm here to give you
a dose of reality ?

? Don't want to talk to you ?

? I'm only talking to Abby ?

? I'm the sickness
without a cure ?

? I'm the loved one
who disappears ?

? I'm the thing in the dark ?

? The dream that feels real ?

? The light that goes out
the terror you feel ?

? I want to feel
so much more than this ?

? Come on, handsome
give us a kiss ?

? Let's start again
a new evolution... ?

[door lock beeps]

? A small warning ?

? It's gonna get bloody ?

[Will]: ? Just stay... ?

? You're gonna wish
I was never born... ?

[Will]:
? Just stay... ?

[Abby]: ? You're gonna wish
you were never born... ?

[Will]: ? Just stay... ?

[Abby]:
? I'm gonna like being born! ?

? Just stay... ?

? I'm gonna like being born ?

[door lock beeps]

[Henry]: Hey. Any, um...

[Will]: No. The sedation's
still holding.

Look, anything
you need, bro.

I'm a guy that turns
into a giant man-dog.

I'll give you blood, kidney,
stem cells, you name it.

Why don't you take a break,

go make a sandwich
or something.

For me, not you.

I got her, Will.

You remember that song
that you and Erika sang to us

at that pub in Dublin?

The Parting Glass?

Yeah.

I always liked that song.

? Oh, if I had money
enough to spend ?

? And leisure time
to sit a while ?

? There is a fair maid
in this town ?

? Who sorely has
my heart beguiled ?

? Her rosy cheeks
and ruby lips ?

? Alone she has
my heart in thrall ?

? So fill to me
the parting glass ?

? Good night
and joy be with you all ?

[Magnus]: Greetings, everyone.

Sorry for the delay.

How are you all holding up?

[Feliz]: Hello, Helen.
Some problems, I'm afraid.

[Declan]: Complications
have arisen.

[all replying at once]
Need some answers right away--

A few concerns
about our direction--

[Magnus]: Okay, one at a--

[Declan]: The sand ray's
giving birth

in a zone
that's not been cleared.

[Feliz]:
Funds have been diverted

to a traceable account.

[Yusuf]: People are not safe
in the city any longer.

[Jasmine]: The government's
asking for our tax returns.

Fine, let me--
[background music begins]

I suggest you switch to gold.
It's easier to unload.

[Declan]: Is there something
we can give her

to ease her labor pains?

[Yusuf]: I don't like
the use of force,

but we need
some more protection.

A dummy corporation
won't make this go away.

[Jasmine]: We need
a new accountant.

[Yusuf]:
A shipment of new guns.

I think she's having triplets.

[Feliz]:
We need to transfer funds.

[Jasmine]: Risk of
intervention.

[Yusuf]:
Risk of losing lives.

[Feliz]:
Risk of going bankrupt.

[Declan]:
Risk of getting hives.

I love money!

Stop!

The sand ray needs some sugar,
and keep her in the shade.

Gold's a bold suggestion,
but too risky, I'm afraid.

Who cares about an audit?
We've been through that before.

Your guns arrive tomorrow.
Let me know if you need more.

- [Declan]: But--
- [Feliz]: Um--

- [Yusuf]: Thank you.
- [Jasmine]: Doctor!

Risk in doing business?
Since when is that hot news?

Have we ever shied away

from things
that others wouldn't do?

If you think we've lost our way,
feel free to step aside.

There's other pressing business.
I'm afraid we're out of time.

Magnus?

You okay?

[clearing throats awkwardly]

Yes. Sorry.

Where were we?

Abby?

No.

[roar of traffic below]

[???]

[Will]: Abby? Listen to me.

? Abby, come down from there ?

? This is you and me
I know you're frightened ?

? No, it's better this way ?

? I don't know who I am ?

[Will]: ? I'll help you
through this ?

? You know
I've been there before ?

? Listen to me ?

? You feel ?

? Lost, out of control ?

? Like a ship in a storm ?

[Abby]:
? Feels like I'm drowning ?

? I'm going to die ?

[Will]: ? We'll find... ?

[Abby]: ? It's getting worse ?

? It's taking control now ?

[Will]: ? A way... ?

? Don't you give up hope... ?

? I'm fading away ?

[Abby]:
? Would you do any different? ?

? A way... ?

? Please just let me go ?

? I've been holding back ?

? You've been holding back ?

? I don't want to lie
to you anymore ?

? Please just let me go ?

? Do you think I'm the one? ?

? 'Cause I think
you're the one ?

? There, I said it ?

? I can't take it back ?

? Please just let me go ?

? This is not how it ends ?

? Here amongst friends ?

? A future we'll never see ?

? Abby, please... ?

[Abby]: ? You were holding back
I was holding back ?

? I know it's hard but
it's time to let me go ?

? Just stay....

? It's taking control
I'm losing control... ?

? Just stay... ?

? I love you, Will ?

Abby!

[snarling]

[stunner blasts]

[Will]: How bad?

Completely new pathways
in half her cerebral cortex.

[Will]: You said the singing
would help keep her human.

[Magnus]: And it did... temporarily.

We've tried
every musical key,

even subsonic frequencies.

This isn't a virus, Will.

This is a new life form

overtaking
her entire physiology.

[Will]:
You think there's no cure.

I think... we should
prepare for the worst.

No, no. I do not
accept that, okay?

There is a way to save her.
We just haven't found it yet.

The timeline is not good.

Well, then put her on ice
until we can understand this.

Cryogenics might just
kill her outright,

or make the creature
even stronger.

We have no idea.

Well, figure it out!

What is the point
of this entire place

if we can't save
the people that...

Oh, Magnus...

It's not over yet.

[???]

[Gregory Magnus sings]:
? I will go ?

? Wherever you lead me ?

? On rivers of roses or rain ?

? I will follow the signs
that you leave me ?

? The mysteries of joy
and of pain ?

? I will search for light
in the darkness ?

? Though I stumble
through shadow and shade ?

? Oh, if you are with me ?

? Of whom shall I be afraid? ?

? You have lifted me up
when I've fallen ?

? And driven the ghosts
from my door ?

? You have comforted me
in my sorrow ?

? Wiped my brow
when I've been sick and sore ?

? You have shared
in all of my triumphs ?

? And blessed the crops
that we laid ?

? Oh, if you are with me ?

? Of whom shall I be afraid? ?

? Oh, if you are with me ?

? Of whom shall I be afraid? ?

Of course. It makes sense.

[Gregory]: Do you see it now,
sweetheart?

Thank you, Father.

Never lose faith.

[Will]: All right,
I'm listening.

[Magnus]: Of course
there are risks,

but hear me out.

My father had a theory

about the origins
of abnormal life,

specifically that of the most
powerful beings amongst us,

Vampires, HAPs,
shape-shifters,

that their particular DNA

aggressively sought
to define itself.

[Will]: Which is how
those races were born.

Exactly.

Now, she is being
consumed by cells

that are determined to
become something more.

I've been working on this
night and day.

This is the only
solution we have, Will.

Tell me.

If we harvest a larval
segmented Annelid

and implant it
into her stomach wall,

there is a chance

that the invading DNA
will be attracted

to the simpler,
more malleable life form.

Wait a second, so...

you're talking about
creating another creature

and putting it inside of Abby?

If it takes,

the Annelid will develop
rapidly, within hours,

but Abby's system
will sustain no further damage.

Okay, that sounds positive.

Until... the new life form
reaches maturity.

At which point, it will emerge
from her body...

rather violently.

[Will]: This is your solution?

Why don't you just
bore a hole in her brain,

or use leeches?

Once this new creature
leaves her body,

I can save her--

Are you willing
to bet her life on that?

Because I'm not.

There will be trauma, Will,
I realize,

but if I time this right--

No.

That's not
what's happening here, is it?

See, you're so intoxicated
by the possibility

of creating some amazing
new life form

that you're ignoring
other options.

That is not the case,
I assure you.

Growing a monster
inside my girlfriend,

and then patching her up
after it chews its way out

is not an answer!

I've already started an
ovulation cycle on the Annelid.

What?

[Magnus]: I intend
to harvest the larva

within the hour.

Like hell you will.

My only concern
is for Abby's well-being.

It's my call.

This is what we're doing, Will.

We'll see about that.

Henry, Declan,
we have a situation.

[Will]: Nice work, H.
your finest hour.

[Declan]: Will--

[Will]: You too, Deko.
Hope you're proud.

[Henry]: The doc is trying
to save her life.

[Will]: If it were Erika
down there,

you wouldn't be
such a suck-ass right now!

Dude, don't push me.

Oh, I'm just
gettin' started!

That's enough, both of you!

As soon as this is over,
you're free.

[engages lock]

[Declan]: Watch him.

Magnus' orders.

[kicks chair angrily]

[Declan]:
You are sure about this?

[Magnus]: Prep the O.R.

[Declan]: You know,

I've done combat medicine,
but I'm not a surgeon.

If you'd rather someone
else was with you...

[Magnus]: We're dealing with
a hybrid species, Declan.

If something goes wrong,
I need you there.

[Magnus]: Upper abdomen
for the incision point.

Scalpel.

[Will]:
What about patient consent?

[Henry]: It's not your call.

[Will]: Doesn't that
count for anything?

[Henry]: It'll be over soon,
so just take--

[Will]: She's gonna be
dead soon, Henry!

You're letting your emotions
run the game, dude.

Oh, and what are you
suddenly, huh?

Mr. Stoic?

I trust Magnus, Will.
So should you.

Please, man...

Please, Henry?

I've got to get out of here!

I gotta get out of here!

[Henry]: Don't do it!

[stunner blasts]

534...

[Will]: 534!

[door lock beeps]

[Will]: Thanks.

[Gavin]: You're welcome.

[Magnus]:
Gestation time, two hours.

Ultrasound shows rapid growth,
but no movement.

[alerts blare]

[Declan]:
Blood pressure's crashing.

[Magnus]: Six units of blood
on standby.

Saline wide open.

We'll need containment.

[Declan]: On it.

[Magnus]: This is happening
more rapidly than I'd hoped.

[Declan]:
Heart rate's in the red.

She's going into shock.

Keep this IV in her!

[Declan]: Magnus!

Keep her still!

I need to give it an exit point!

There's too much movement.
I can't make a clean incision.

She needs more sedation!

[wrenching and tearing]

Dear God.

[monitor flatlining]

[Magnus]: Containment, quickly!

One milligram epi, stat!

[Declan]: Magnus...

[Magnus]: Crash cart!

[flatline drones
as all else falls silent]

[???]

[Declan]: Charging!

[Magnus]: Clear!

[crash pads surge]

? Just stay... ?

[Magnus]: Clear!

? Just stay... ?

[Declan]: No.

[Magnus]: Again! 360!

[Declan]: Charging!

Clear!

[monitor begins to beep]

[Declan]: We got her.

[???]

[she moans groggily]

Hey, you.

[Will]: Hey.

[Abby]: You okay?

[he sighs] No.

Traumatized.

But too much singing
will do that to a person.

[Abby]: From what I heard,
it was... kinda romantic.

I'm okay.

[quietly]
Come here.

I'm okay. Really.

I won't be wearing a bikini
anytime soon.

This time I was sure...

I mean, I really thought--

[Abby]: Hey.

If this doesn't disaster-proof
our relationship,

nothing will.

I feel like I'm cursed.

I feel like...

anybody who gets close to me
has got a target on their back.

[Abby]: But you didn't lose me.

And you won't.

Okay?

I can handle monsters.

I can handle death.

But I can't...handle...
singing.

But you're so good at it.

[Will]: No, I'm not good at it,
so just stop, okay?

And I have a mountain
of paperwork to do

because of you, so...

- Ooh...
- You owe me.

Go.

I'll be here.

[Magnus]: There you are.
Haven't seen you all day.

[Will]:
I just needed some space.

[Magnus]: As long as
you're not hiding from me.

[Will chuckles ruefully]

Will, you obviously have
something to say to me.

[Will]: Besides thank you
for saving her?

That's not very sincere.

Out with it, please.

It worked.

It did, but...

that procedure should have
never happened.

But you never met a compromise

you didn't steamroll
right through.

This hit close to home...

and...

you shut me down.

You've been
a wonderful soldier, Will.

You have done everything
I've asked you, and more.

You could run this Sanctuary,

hell, the entire network,
brilliantly,

because you always fight
for what you believe is right,

even when we disagree.

I'm not too proud to admit

that I am very used
to getting my own way.

Sometimes to a fault.

Right...

Don't think
you're going to melt me

with that...

[with an accent]
...British charm of yours.

Perish forbid.

[Magnus]:
You never compromise, Will,

and that's the man I hired
to be my protege.

How am I doing?

Honestly?

I couldn't be more proud.

[???]

Kinda hurt.