Sleepy Hollow (2013–2017): Season 1, Episode 8 - Necromancer - full transcript

Previously on Sleepy Hollow...

Andy?
You're supposed to be dead.

The Horseman won't stop
coming after you

until he gets his head.

My sister, Jenny. She's getting out
of the institution tomorrow.

Hessians... German soldiers
loyal to the British Crown.

- Like the Horseman.
- You can't kill Death.

But you can trap him.
It's the only way

- you can defeat him.
- Crane?

Now!

Okay.



I want to show you something.

Fist bump.

I beg your pardon?

It's an expression of... elation.

Teamwork.

We got him.

Huh. Fist bump.

Makes no sense.

Hard to believe.

Impossible.

And yet, here we are.

I'm tempted to dial in NORAD.

Drop a nuke down here
and call it a day.

I'm afraid it and the cockroaches



will still be standing.
We've tried killing this thing

a thousand ways to Sunday.

I put a bullet in his chest.

And cut off his head.

And we filled this cell
with his personal Kryptonite.

Those hex candles
from the Mason's supply.

The strongest UV lights
on the open market.

- It's weakened him, but...
- Here he stands before us.

As monstrous as the man
I met on the battlefield

more than two centuries ago.

If we can't destroy him,
what do you suggest? Let him

- rot down here?
- The cell is secure.

Thomas Jefferson designed it.

Alongside his wife's witch coven,

who put a supernatural hex
around it to keep the evil out.

I can hardly believe Jefferson foresaw
holding a headless man prisoner.

He foresaw holding the worst

type of demons
that may walk the earth.

A product, no doubt, of his years
trying to reason with the French.

No matter what happens
with the Horseman,

others are coming.

Witches, demons, Sandmen.

Sir, as crazy as this sounds,

this war has just begun.

Then perhaps we treat him
as any other captured enemy.

He rode into Sleepy Hollow
for a reason. He knows

what evil is planning to attack next.

You want to interrogate the Horseman.

I don't think he's gonna talk.

Or maybe he'll talk to someone
who's already dead.

Of course.

Your former friend, Officer Brooks.

As in the late
Detective Andy Brooks?

He delivered a message
to the Horseman for us before.

- They must communicate.
- Last I heard, he was dead.

Rules on that status
have gotten a little bendy.

He's unhappily resurrected.

Deployed as an agent for Moloch.

Moloch, the demon
on the top of the org chart?

Which begs the question...
How can we trust Brooks?

I believe he truly regrets his lot.

He's already aided us
in capturing the Horseman.

And he still holds unrequited
feelings for Ms. Mills.

- Seriously?
- Sir, we can track down Brooks.

If you could get in touch
with my sister, I think

she could be useful.

Didn't she just get out
of Tarrytown Psychiatric?

Yesterday.

She deserves to know.

A dead guy, a mental patient...

and a time traveler
from the Revolution.

That's our team.

Thought I heard a deer.

You see it?

Not yet.

Whoa.

What the hell?

Agreed.

What is that, German?

We last saw Brooks
in this section up ahead.

Ugh.

This must be his closet.

It's bigger than mine,
I'll give him that.

It appears our undead informant
is out on the town.

Andy's a creature of habit.

If this is where he lives,
this is where he'll come back.

Jennifer Mills.

I'm Captain Frank Irving.

I'll take it from here.

Captain.

I'm all for renditioning innocent Americans
while they're sitting at a caf?,

enjoying a soy latte
and some free Wi-Fi.

No warrant.
No lawyer present.

You weren't answering your phone.

Now you see why.

My office.

Have a seat.

First day out of Tarrytown Psychiatric.
How you doing?

I already have a P.O.
and a shrink that I report to,

so I don't need another shoulder.

- Your sister asked me to find you.
- And where's she?

- On assignment.
- She can't even pick up her phone.

- Typical Abbie, already...
- You don't like authority. I get it.

I know about your past.
You told the truth

about what you and your
sister saw as kids, and

the system failed you.

What do you know about any of this?

Do you even really know
where she is right now?

Abbie asked me to track you down
because she's with the Horseman.

One of the Four Horsemen.

We captured him.

"We"?

Cut your sister some slack.

She got a pretty good excuse
for being out of touch.

I want to see him.

He's in a Masonic cell

that's supposed to be strong
enough to hold him, but...

I've never seen anything
like this in my life.

You helped your sister before.

Abbie wants me to bring you in to
this, says you'll be valuable.

I'd like to believe her, but so far

you haven't
given me any confidence.

Yeah, come in.

Sir, there's a situation
at Adams Antiquities.

10-65 in progress.

Alarm company called it in.

Adams?

You know the place?

Yeah, I used to do work
for the owner.

Freelance acquisitions.

What kind of acquisitions?

Fine.

Stay put till I get back.

Wait.

Hey.

What do you want from me?

Do you see these people?

They don't understand.

Hopefully they never will.

At least not on my watch.
But I'm new to this,

and you've spent the last
12 years of your life

thinking about the day
the demons will rise.

You can go it alone
or you can help us.

But I need to know...

Are you in or out?

In.

Then let's take a ride.

Metamorphosis.

It's appropriate for Brooks.

You should check it out, too.

You know, there's been some
pretty good American literature

- in the last 200 years.
- Yes,

I've discovered Twain,

Faulkner...
fascinating Southerner.

though we should discuss...

books.

These are Egyptian hieroglyphs.

- Put that down!
- Andy.

Abbie. What are you doing here?
What's he doing here?

We've been looking for you.

We're hoping you can help us.

I already told you how to trap
the Horseman. You have him,

- don't you?
- We want to know his weakness.

How do we break him?

You don't.

You don't break him.

You leave him be.

There is a way
to communicate with him.

Through you.

These are Egyptian symbols
for communicating with the dead.

You're his necromancer.

Necromancer?

An appointed one who has the
power to speak for the dead.

You're his voice, aren't you?

I am.

Then this is your chance
at redemption. Come with us,

allow us to unearth the man within.

You want to bring Brooks to the cell?

Yes, to speak to the Horseman.

It's a calculated risk
but one we must take

to gain ground in this war.

We'll take every precaution.

Abbie, please don't make me do this.

You said you wanted to help me.

I do.

But you got to understand,

the decisions I made when I was alive,

I can't take back.

My soul doesn't
belong to me anymore.

When he visits...

I have no choice
but to obey his commands.

I help you

when I can,

but if you put me in there with him,
it is not gonna end well.

How do I know
I can even trust you now?

You can't.

But believe this...

Confronting Death...

leads to nothing but misery.

It's a darkness
that'll haunt you forever.

All right.

This way.

Please.

No. Apologies.

It's this way.

Hey. Hands in the open.

They broke the jewelry case
and left all the most expensive stuff.

This all just seems...

Faked?

A diversion, but why?

I got to show you something.

Adams used to hide
his most valuable merch in here.

- Jenny...
- Adams!

He's shot!

Get a medic in here.

Over here.

Second shelf.
The box. Bring it over.

Did they get it?

It's empty.

16th century Druidic scripture.

What was in it?

Thracian Phiale.

A ancient relic, allegedly protected

by warlocks after Cromwell's
conquest of Britain.

Why would someone
want something like that?

You wouldn't.

Not unless you wanted
to break a hex-spell.

Like the one protecting
the Horseman's cell.

Who did this?

They spoke German to each other.

Hessians.

Go.

- Go.
- Come on.

If the Hessians know
where the Horseman is,

they can use the Phiale
to remove the hex.

We've got the Horseman weak
under the U.V. lights.

Not if they cut the power.

They're gonna
take out the grid next.

We need to call Abbie on the way.

Consider yourself warned.

Considered.

Must not be feeling too chatty.

Consider it a blessing.

Feeling less than robust?

Good.

So, do you have a name?

Should I just call you Death?

You may serve Moloch...

and outside these walls
you may be

one of the Four Horsemen
from the Book of Revelation,

but now...

you are nothing but a prisoner.

And I will see you
and your kind defeated.

Just as I took your head.

One way or other,
I will learn your secrets,

and you shall remain here
for eternity...

a failure.

Where'd that come from?

Crane.

It belonged...

to Katrina.

Yes,

you took my head,

but death will not be silenced.

Crane, I know what you're thinking.

You have no idea what I'm thinking.

Look, I'm on your side here.

Brooks warned us that he
would try to get under our skin.

But how does the Horseman
have Katrina's necklace?

Okay,

let's start with what we know.

Why would he have
this exact necklace?

It was a gift to her.

But not from me.

It was given to her by the man
to whom she was once betrothed.

My best friend,

Abraham Van Brunt.

This one, sir,
is sure to melt her heart.

There's no other like
it in the colonies.

I think I rather like it for her.

What do you think, Ichabod?

Yes, it's a...

it's a beautiful piece.

It's the best one.

It's not my place.

Ichabod, this is important.

I'm... I'm not sure it suits Katrina.

This one.

It embodies her elegance,

simplicity, beauty...

and restraint.

Uh, very well.

I'm trusting you.

Turn around, darling.

There... we... go.

It's perfect.

Exactly what I would have chosen.

I knew it would be.

Ah, Rutledge is here,

with news from the Crown.

Word is

they're sending troops
to disrupt Congress.

Mother.

Excuse us.

You picked this out, didn't you?

- Sorry?
- Abraham's taste is far more excessive.

He's not bought
anything of the kind for me.

Perhaps he's learning.

I merely consulted.
Take no offense.

I'm breaking off the engagement.

You can't.

I'm telling Abraham tonight.

Katrina...

I know an arranged marriage is
not the stuff of fairy tales,

but Abraham's from
a good family, and...

he loves you.

I do not love him.
I never have.

My heart belongs to another.

I cannot betray my friend.

This isn't about you,
dear Ichabod.

This is my life.

I am breaking off the engagement
because it isn't right for me.

- There are consequences.
- As there were

when you turned your back
on England, remember?

All of this...

it's the remnants of the life
we are fighting to leave behind.

I do not wish to go
to the effort of creating

an independent country

only to have it dictated
by the same

senseless customs as our motherland.

If and when I marry,
it will be out of love.

Otherwise, I know not
what I'm fighting for.

You deserve nothing less than love.

And I love you, Ichabod.

She dumped her fianc? for you.

Wow. You got some game.

I neither wanted
nor did I invite "game."

The unfortunate situation
was a by-product

of the meager rights
afforded to women at the time.

It's still better to be you.

Be that as it may...

I need to understand
why the Horseman has it.

Did he take it from her?

Does he know why Moloch
holds Katrina captive?

We need to stay on point.

We are looking for his weakness.

Don't let him find yours.

And we shall find it.

We have him talking.

That's why no electrical workers
carry firearms.

Wait here.

You're kidding.

Don't move.

So much for her waiting.

Put 'em down! Now!

You're way outnumbered.

I'd do exactly as she said.

Two against four?

I like our odds.

Check your math, Adolf.

Put your hands behind your head.

How did you acquire this necklace?

You wish to wear it?

How would that work, exactly?

You miss Katrina.

- What do you know about her?
- I know all of her secrets.

Her fate. Her destiny.

Well, tell me.

You want me to know, don't you?

Not yet.

But you will learn...
before you die.

I bested you in battle.

The sunlight has weakened you.

You must use a puppet to speak.

And now you are caged like a beast,

because...

I took your head.

I took you!
I took you on the battlefield!

I slayed your Mason brethren!
I hung their heads like lanterns!

I killed her partner!

And I will kill you.

My, this has become very personal.

Why me?

Your mission was
to massacre the Masons,

yet you lingered.

for your head?

No.

For me.

That was your downfall.

Did Moloch sanction this mission?

Are you on your own?

Something blinded your judgment...

made you careless.

I have waited for this day.

Washington's prize soldier...

all the time you were searching
for me on the battlefield...

I, too, was searching for you.

You were my mission.

Then and now.

You ask why I remain here.

To finish what I started.

And as you lay dying,

think about all the bloodshed
that will follow,

and know that it will be
on your hands.

Mills, that van is evidence.

Do you know how dangerous this is?

I have an entire TAC team
in position.

That's why I wasn't worried.

The next time I tell you to wait...

This bag is empty.

Whatever was in it
is somewhere else out here now.

Attention, I need the dogs rolling over
the southwest quadrant immediately.

Why were you searching
for me on the battlefield?

To avenge
the death of your partner.

My partner?

Abraham.

Have you forgotten about him already?

Crane.

Does the other Witness know

that you betrayed and killed your

- former partner?
- No. That's lies.

That's not what happened!

Crane, listen to me.

I-I'm not finished, Lieutenant.

Captain.

Found this on the perimeter.

All teams, S&R on Hollow

U.V. lights.

I told you this
wasn't gonna end well.

And the captain believes
these same Hessians

are responsible for
stealing this artifact?

We just don't know how many
of these guys there are.

He arrested six at the DWP.

Uh, acronyms.

Department of Water & Power.

And we're still guessing
it's two hours

- until they get the power back on.
- Two hours?

Every minute he grows stronger.

They will attempt
to release the Horseman.

We'll be ready for them.
Irving's on his way.

- I'm going to resume our interrogation.
- Not yet.

Clearly,
he struck a nerve in there.

I didn't kill Abraham.

I believe you, but I need
to know what he's talking about.

Want to fill me in?

Abraham was devastated when
Katrina broke her troth to him.

The next day, the two of us

were charged with an important
clandestine mission,

to deliver the Declaration of Resolves
of the First Continental Congress.

Declaration of Resolves?
Was that a precursor

to the Declaration of Independence?

Indeed.

It outlined our grievances
to the king.

It was a crucial errand
fraught with danger.

But Abraham's mind was elsewhere.

Abraham.

Be cautious...
We're in enemy territory.

She doesn't want to marry me.

- I'm sorry.
- Did I mistreat her, Crane?

Have I not enough wealth to keep her
family in comfort, even luxury?

Social status
she clearly has never had.

Katrina's never cared
for those things.

She's spirited.
She's motivated by the heart.

The heart?

She has no right.

Do you realize how
this will make me look?

That I am not good enough for her?

Shh, shh, shh.

I did not know until yesterday,
I swear.

She professed her love... to me.

- To you?
- There's no need

to force an unhappy union,

not when there are many women
who would faint

- at your prospect...
- Do not...

patronize me.

How long have you been wooing her?

Abraham, no, I would not do
our friendship the dishon...

But you have. You have!

Abraham...

you are my friend.

Now, please, you must understand,
this is hard for us all.

We wish for your blessing.

Do not burden yourself.

Abraham, whatever your misgivings,

now is not the time, not here.

Our mission.

Lies!

- Draw your sword.
- Abraham, I will not duel.

You don't deem me worthy?
Arm yourself!

- I yield. I yield.
- I do not accept.

Who's unworthy now?

Abraham!

- Oh, no.
- Leave, leave.

We must deliver the Declaration.

Leave me!

I never meant to hurt him.

His pride came at a great cost.

The Hessians killed him, not me.

This is exactly what Brooks warned.

He knows your darkest secrets.

And I will learn his.

Not yet.
Not while he's getting stronger.

That's all the more reason...

- For you to sit down.
- I'm making progress.

Now we know why remained
in Sleepy Hollow

- after killing the Masons.
- Yes.

To kill you.

And understanding why

- is key to learning his weakness.
- Crane,

we both know
how interrogations work.

You don't face
your adversary when

you're raw...
That is how you lose control.

I am in control!

Abbie? Crane? It's Irving.

- We came as soon as we could.
- We?

We searched all the Hessians.

None of them have
the Thracian Phiale.

You brought her down?

I'm helping out the captain.

I said tell her about it,
not introduce them.

You understand this
is her first day out. Do I.

If none of them
have the Thracian Phiale,

where is it?

We're searching their homes,

properties,
any connection we can think of.

Nothing so far.

How does this thing work, exactly?

Jenny.

Right. Um...

They'd have to break into the cell
and perform a Druidic incantation.

That will lift the hex,

and all kinds of bad
could get down here with him.

- I'm calling for backup.
- No.

She's right. That may be
exactly what the Hessians want.

We already know of one dirty cop.

We have no idea who
we can trust... letting anyone

into the tunnels with us
could be the death of us.

I'm afraid they may be right.

This is a secret war.

We must be cautious
whom we invite into it.

Fine.

I'll station an armed TAC team
at every access point.

Nobody's getting down here.

The Horseman's not going anywhere,
Lieutenant.

Not whilst I'm still alive.

All right,

if it's just us down here, we're
gonna need heavier artillery.

I'm not leaving the prisoner unmanned.

Then you can stay behind.
Hold the fort.

But you two can help me
carry the weapons.

- Sir...
- It's all right.

The cell is still protected by the hex.

I don't like leaving you
with him, Crane.

I see no alternative.

I'm not leaving him alone.

Sooner we leave,
sooner we're back.

We'll stay in the tunnels.

You go to the precinct.
I'll connect

with the TAC team
at the top of the grate.

Godspeed.

Captain.

Crane, I'm staying back here
with you.

I'm fine, Lieutenant.

Thank you.

Just don't lose your cool.

Oh. I shall never...

"lose my cool."

If Brooks gives you any flack,

take his head, too.

He is damn scary.

Yeah.
And you saw him locked up.

Imagine him on a horse,
pointing an M4 at your ass.

He did that?

I've seen a lot of things
in the last few weeks.

Well, maybe if we do this right,
those things'll stop coming.

What the hell was that?

Jenny!

So, the secret war has begun anew.

You were sent on a mission
to kill the Masons.

You succeeded.

But then you disobeyed
your master

because you had your own mission.

What caused you
to risk eternal imprisonment?

What is your unfinished business
with me?

Now, Ichabod,

you shall learn.

Brooks.

No.

What have you done?

I had no choice!

It wasn't my decision!

Abraham.

How can this be?

Abraham?

This is impossible.

You watched Abraham die.

That was only the beginning.

Then he came to me.

You made a deal with the Devil.

He gave me what I always wanted.

Revenge.

My prize is not revenge.

It is Katrina.

Katrina?

I believe I know why I am here.

She's held captive...

for you.

Her soul...

will be mine once more.

No.

Stop! You can't kill him!

The master forbids it!

Tell Abbie I'm sorry.

You didn't cause Abraham
to become the Horseman.

Yes, I did.

I violated his honor.

That is so 18th century.

People make their own decisions.

You are not responsible
for his actions.

No?

I was so blinded
by my love for Katrina

I created my own nemesis.

That is your arrogance talking.

What?

I always found Abraham arrogant.

But perhaps...

he was just a mirror to myself.

Hmm.

Truth be told,
I prefer candlelight.

It sets a certain mood.

Bram could've quenched
his desire to kill me,

but Brooks and Moloch's minions
stopped him.

I can't explain why Moloch
spared me from the Horseman.

Other than maybe
you are not his to kill.

If I'm not meant
for the Horseman of Death,

then who?

The Horseman said
that Katrina's soul will be his.

"Will" being the crucial word.

So perhaps...

perhaps she's being held

until he rides
with the other Horsemen.

Thus beginning the end of days.

We're dealing with forces
so beyond our control.

Beyond beyond.

And yet...

Yes?

If Katrina is being held
for the Horseman as his prize

and Abraham was willing to
go rogue and kill you,

sell his soul to... trap her...

Then we've found
the Horseman's weakness.

My wife.

That's the key, Lieutenant.

Now, more than ever...
we need Katrina.