Terra Nova (2011): Season 1, Episode 9 - Vs. - full transcript

What have you got for me today?

TAYLOR: I'm gonna
ask you one more time.

What have you told the Sixers?

I only ever did business
with Mira and her people.

They "quid-ed," I "pro quo-ed."
Medical supplies for money.

I never gave them
any information

about the inside
workings of the colony.

Where's my son?

I swear I have no idea.

Is he the one helping Mira
communicate with 2149?

I don't know how she does it.



I don't know anything.

You know more than you're
telling me, and that's unacceptable.

So, you're gonna sit
here and you're gonna rot

until you're ready to start answering
questions to my satisfaction.

Now, what have
you told the Sixers?

Have a seat, Taylor.

Because if I have to tell you
everything I don't know all over again,

we're gonna be here a while.

You look tired, Tom.

Get some rest.

We'll talk later.

In the meantime, sleep tight.

(ALARM BLARING LOUDLY)

How many of these
do we have left?



A few.

Okay, eight.

Ten.

But, it beats digging
trenches, doesn't it?

Cleaning the hair catcher in the
shower beats digging trenches, Maddy.

You're disgusting.

Well, between trenches, hair
catchers and pretty lanterns,

I say we celebrate
this Harvest Carnival.

MADDY: Harvest Festival.

And everybody celebrates the day

Commander Taylor
came through the portal.

That was good.

Hey. Hi.

What's all this?

Guess who got the
lead in the harvest play?

Me. No?

ELISABETH: Yeah. Our daughter's
gonna be playing none other than

Commander Nathaniel
Taylor himself.

How about that!

This is very convincing.

ELISABETH: It will be.
We're gonna paint it gray.

Dad, can I talk to you?

Yeah, you're still grounded.

Good talk, Son.

I know. Can I talk to
you in private, please?

Yeah. Okay.

Good? Yeah.

Can you move? Can you talk?

It's about Boylan.

Yeah.

I know you don't like him.

But, since the bar closed, no
one's heard from him in a while.

And I was just wondering
if you knew where he was?

He's been detained.

So, Taylor's interrogating him?

Commander Taylor
is questioning him.

You don't think
Boylan's a Sixer, do you?

I don't know. He's
got some pretty

big questions he
needs to answer.

I mean, just doing business
with the Sixers is a big deal.

Yeah, I get that.

But it was just business, Dad.

He's not the first
one to go behind

Taylor's... Commander
Taylor's back.

You've done it. Do
you belong in a jail cell?

Josh, this isn't about me.

I know this is all my fault.

None of this would be happening
if I hadn't stolen the meds.

I'm just asking you
to check on Boylan.

That's all. Please.

I'll see what I can do.

You got a two-day
drive to Med Outpost 9.

Mandatory check-in
every 100 clicks,

full contingent
report on arrival.

Yes, sir.

Hey, stay sharp.

Move out!

You closed Boylan's bar.

That I did.

Word is, you've had him
locked up in your compound

for the last two days straight.

That would be standard
interrogation procedure.

Uh-huh.

Making any progress?

Well, come and have
a look for yourself.

♪ They all ran after
the farmer's wife ♪

Is he okay?

Well, I spiked his food
with something special.

Thought it might loosen him up.

Looks like you gave
him a little too much.

Well, that's not impossible.

He still won't say how he's
communicating with Mira.

Well, he's probably
just using a secure band

or network you don't know about.

I've been monitoring
every magnetic, radio

and electronic signal
in the sky for months.

No, no. They're
using something else.

Well, I don't think you're
gonna get much out of him today.

If not today,
tomorrow. He'll break.

You know, he did shoot a
Sixer to save your life recently.

You really think
he's workin' for them?

Even if he's not,
just havin' him here

might make the
real spy feel safer,

maybe even slip up.

But that ain't exactly
grounds to hold him.

He's got information. Grounds
or not, he's gonna give it up.

I want the truth. You
hear me? The truth!

ALICIA: Commander?

We got a situation with the power
grid at the new housing section.

I'm on my way.

You coming?

I'm just gonna give
him some water.

Flush his system a bit.

Hey, Boylan.

Drink this.

It's water.

You all right?

You want the truth, Taylor?

'Cause I know the truth.

I'm not...

It's buried right
where he left it.

What is?

Right by the Pilgrim's Tree.

And you, you wanna push me?

What's a Pilgrim's Tree?

I'm gonna tell the whole world.

Then, it's all over for
you, Taylor. It's all...

(BOYLAN COUGHS)

(ANIMALS CALLING)

Oh, my God, Jim,
what's that in your eye?

What?

It's a flicker of intelligence.

Who knew?

I'll be out of your three
remaining hairs in a minute.

I'm just looking for
something called

Pilgrim's Tree on
the map of the colony.

What's... Why are you
looking for Pilgrim's Tree?

Why don't you
tell me where it is

and we'll wrap this
conversation right up.

Well, it's the large
banyan that Taylor lived

in when he first came
through the portal.

Taylor lived in a tree? Mmm-hmm.

It kept him safe.

Of course, that's the lore.

Sometimes a story's more
important than the truth, isn't it?

Plus, a heroic tale's
good for morale

so is a conceit...
Yeah. Malcolm...

Just, the tree.

There.

(JIM DIGGING)

(LEAVES RUSTLING)

Judging from the bone structure,

I'd say you have yourself
a middle-aged male.

His right arm missing
below the elbow here.

Can't tell yet if he lost it
before he died or after.

It could've been carried
away by predators.

Can you tell how long
he'd been buried there?

Going off the decomposition,
I'd say four to six years.

What about a cause of death?

I don't know. But I can tell
you this, he could've been shot.

That could be a bullet hole

punching through the rib there on
its way passing through the body.

Did you tell Taylor
about this yet?

I wasn't planning on it.

Why not?

When Boylan told me
where to find the body,

he thought he was
talking to Taylor.

Well, it seemed like
he was threatening to

use it to expose Taylor somehow.

Well, you don't think
Taylor killed him?

I think Taylor would do anything

if he thought it was in the
best interest of the colony.

Right now I just need some
answers, starting with who this was.

Yeah. All right.
I'll do what I can.

Thanks.

Just do it quietly.

Yeah.

Castle, this is Squire One.
Now passing 400 clicks, over.

ALICIA: Squire One, copy
you at 400. Talk to you at five.

Terra Nova, base out.

(LOUD CREAKING)

SOLDIER: We got Sixers!

Sixers!

On the ground!

Don't, move!

Better?

Why did you send
me to find that body?

What body?

By Pilgrim's Tree.

You told me there was
something there. I found it.

Logging a little
one-on-one time, Shannon?

Such a beautiful spot. It's the
perfect place for a nap in the shade.

What's he goin' on about?

No idea.

He's been blabbering
like that for 20 minutes,

thought maybe the
good cop, bad cop

angle might yield some results.

Did it?

No.

Well, I guess it's time
the bad cop got a turn.

ZOE: (AS TAYLOR)
Lieutenant Washington!

(AS ALICIA) Yes, sir!

Let Hope Plaza know,
we're ready to receive!

Hope Plaza, we're
ready to receive.

MADDY: Okay. Good, guys.

Sam, that's your cue.

(INAUDIBLE)

Sam needs to go to the bathroom.

Okay, bathroom break.

Everybody go now,
please. Wash your hands.

Zoe, Zoe! Leave
the beard. Come on.

(KIDS SQUEALING)

Hey, kids! Relax.
It's just a bug.

Sorry. I thought it might
bite one of the kids.

Guys, you might wanna see this.

REILLY: What is it?

I don't know. It's got
some sort of microchip on it.

This is how Mira and her
spy have been communicating.

It's the Cretaceous
equivalent of a carrier pigeon.

You're telling me the
Sixers have trained

the bug to carry
messages back and forth?

Yeah. I mean, insects
respond to powerful attractions.

Maybe a specific color. Actually,
more likely a scent or a sound.

They must've figured out how to

lure it back and forth
between two locations.

You gotta hand it to
them, this is ingenious.

All right. You don't have to
sound so damn impressed.

Sorry.

This chip it was
carrying, what's on it?

Yeah, it was damaged
beyond repair.

There's no way of knowing
what the message was,

or who it was intended for.

If we release the bug,

let it fly wherever
it was going,

wouldn't it take us to the spy?

Yeah, unfortunately,
the wings are damaged.

Its flying days are
over, I'm afraid.

Damn it, Malcolm. You
got any good news for me?

Commander. We have a problem.

Carry on.

I'd just checked in with
them when they were hit.

Mira?

She was at the lead.

Corporal, report.

They knew everything
about us, sir.

What route we'd take,
what time we'd be there,

how many of us were there...
We never had a chance.

You get yourself
to the infirmary,

have Dr. Shannon
stitch up that gash.

Check out the rest
of your team, as well.

Sir.

I put that convey together
after you had Boylan in the hold.

He couldn't have told
Mira where to hit them.

I don't trust that reptile.

I suppose you're
right. Let him go.

Sir.

MADDY: Mark!

I heard what happened.
Are you okay?

Hey. Yeah.

Oh, you're bleeding. Are you
dizzy? You might have a concussion.

Look, you don't
want to let that slide.

I know that you might
think that you're okay...

Maddy, Maddy, I'm
fine. Really, okay?

I'm sorry. I was just really worried
about you. (CLEARING THROAT)

No. No. Don't be sorry.

I was just thinking

I might like to get
ambushed more often.

Any progress ID'ing
our little friend?

It's a bit of a
puzzle, actually.

His DNA doesn't
match anyone who's

come through the
portal since day one.

Okay, so maybe he's a stowaway.

Someone who
managed to get through

a pilgrimage without
being noticed.

The problem is, he didn't come
through on any known pilgrimage.

How do you mean?

Time displacement leaves
a molecular signature.

So, everything that
passes through the portal

is left with a sort
of trace imprint.

So our guy doesn't have
a molecular signature?

No, he does. It's
just it doesn't belong

to any pilgrimage
that's on record.

According to my scans,
he came through the portal

sometime between the Second
and the Third Pilgrimages.

How's that possible?

You tell me.

Wow. Love what you've
done with the place.

We're closed.

I gotta clean up the
mess that Taylor's men

made after they
ripped up the joint.

I found the body,
under Pilgrim's Tree.

Sorry, I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Yeah, well, you
were drugged, and

then you confessed
to killing the guy.

I did not!

Oh!

You do know what I'm
talking about all of a sudden.

Look, all I did was help
Taylor bury the body.

I have no idea how he got
dead, or even who he was.

I'm listening.

Okay.

A few years back I'm on
patrol duty outside the gates.

This is when you
were in the service,

so it's what, five,
six years ago?

Five.

My last night on active duty
and I see a light, out in the jungle.

I hear a noise.

And when I go to check it out, Taylor's
standing there over this dead fella,

the one you dug up,
wrapped in a blanket.

And he looks up
at me, and he goes,

"You gotta help me, Tommy boy."

Tommy Boy? Really?

Well, believe it
or not, Shannon,

the Commander and
I used to be mates.

Not so much after
that night. But, yeah.

Did Taylor say
what had happened?

Well, Taylor was a madman.

He just kept goin' on about how
the whole thing was Lucas' fault.

Lucas? Taylor's son?

Hmm.

Anyway, Taylor just kept
saying Lucas called the guy.

That the guy came
through the portal

because Lucas asked him to come.

But how did Taylor's son
play into how the guy died?

I don't know.

But that was the last night
anyone saw Lucas Taylor.

You think the Commander
had something to do with that?

Taylor's a complete
bastard, and then some.

But, he loved his son.

He'd rather slit his own
throat than hurt Lucas.

What do you think
went down that night?

You're the bloody cop.

I'm just a bartender.

I mean, how would I know.

You may not be a Sixer spy,
but don't pretend you don't know

a little about everything
that goes on in this place.

I strong-armed
Taylor into deeding me

my bar in trade for
keeping his secret.

I'm not about to risk that
by playing at guessing.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I'm gonna go sleep
for about a month.

Malcolm, what are you doing?

I was about to ask
you the same thing.

What is all this? Work.

Mine, not yours.

You have no right to
unlock my work drawer.

I am Chief Science
Officer for all of Terra Nova.

Your work is my work.
Now, what is all this?

Well, I'm performing an autopsy.

On a five-year old skeleton?

Yes.

Well, where'd it come
from? What happened to it?

I'm working on it, okay? Look, I'm
sorry, why do you need to know?

Because you don't want me to.

And I don't like having
secrets in my own lab.

Malcolm, you could
never keep your nose

out of other people's
work, could you?

Have you told Commander
Taylor about this?

I'm waiting till I know more before
I bother the Commander with it.

You still don't understand much

about protocol
around here, do you?

Or are you just playing dumb?

I'll be back,

with Commander Taylor.

I woke up yesterday morning to an
anonymous note on my door saying that

there was a body buried
out by Pilgrim's Tree.

So, I went to take a
look, and there he was.

I'd like to see the note.

I'll check to see
if I still have it.

Do that.

You say you didn't
know anything about this?

No, not until a few minutes ago.

Yeah, I figured he was just some
poor sap wandered outside the gates

and became slasher bait.

Slasher even took
his arm as a souvenir.

I don't think so.
No. Gotta be a Sixer.

I've always thought
at least some of 'em

must've falsified their DNA labs

to cover up their
criminal records.

Well, that would explain why he's
not showing up on the database.

I appreciate the fact
you don't want me

distracted from
other things, Boylan

and the Sixers, whatever.

But you know,
something like this,

you really do need to
keep me appraised of it.

It won't happen again.

No harm done.

You're still new here. Still
got a few things to learn.

Shannon.

Taylor suspects we're onto
him. What do you want to do?

I don't even have
an ID on the victim,

let alone a motive for
why Taylor killed him.

Well, if Taylor thinks you're
building a case against him,

he's not just gonna
just take that lying down.

No.

He's not.

Okay. Let's run it from the top.

(AS TAYLOR)
Citizens of the future,

we're here to give
humanity a fresh start,

embracing the principles
of justice, fairness, and trust.

You have placed
your trust in me.

And you have my word,

today, and until my final day,

that it's an honor
I will never betray.

Malcolm.

Commander, thank you for coming.

What's on your mind?
Well, I figured out

what the Sixers
are using to draw

the dragonfly back and forward.

It's a sonic signature.

You see, unlike their modern age
cousins, dragonfly's from this era

have tympanic membranes
on their antennae,

capable of hearing
sounds from miles away.

Uh-huh.

Right. I used a tuning fork.

I was able to identify
the specific frequency

that the dragonfly's
trained to home in on.

I don't hear anything.

No. It's 'cause
you're not a dragonfly.

It's a sub-sonic signature.

Only certain insects
are capable of hearing it.

32.8 hertz, to be precise.

You know, Malcolm, I am all
for the onward march of science,

but I just don't see how this
is gonna help me catch a spy.

It seems to me
that whoever it is

has gotta be wondering why they

didn't get their last
message, right?

So, it stands to
reason that they're still

broadcasting the
homing frequency.

That's a big assumption.

Look, a lot of people saw Dunham
swipe that bug out of the air.

If I'm the spy, I shut
down my transmitter.

If they didn't,

then the dragonfly will lead
us right to the spy's front door,

just as you suggested yesterday.

If they did, and if dragonfly
could fly, but the fly can't fly.

I saved the best bit till last.

I managed to
surgically repair its wing.

Malcolm, you're all right.

I don't care what anybody says.

We're gonna release it while
everybody's at the festival.

But you,

you're gonna take us
right to the spy, aren't you.

Okay.

Oh, hey, Maddy. Hey.

You all right? You look great.

Okay, so I put a locator chip
in his leg so we can track it.

We all good? Bugs away.

Come on, fella.
Fly, you stupid bug.

Go to your master.

Okay. Got it. Let's go.

TAYLOR: Where'd it go?

Over there, by the probe.

Come on, Reynolds.
You're with us.

Seven years ago, mankind entered

its darkest and
most desperate hour.

(ACTORS COUGHING)

Food was scarce, the
air difficult to breathe.

Our world was dying.

And then, a rip in
time was discovered,

and a bold new opportunity
loomed for mankind.

But who would lead
this glorious mission?

(SPECTATORS APPLAUDING)

Commander Nathaniel Taylor.

Daniel Philbrick, sir.

Welcome, my old friend.
It's been a long time.

Too long, sir.

We have served, side by side,
on many missions, my friend.

And now, I have the
honor of sending you

on the greatest
mission of all...

Philbrick only had one arm.

Are you thinking what
I think you're thinking?

(JOSH CLEARING THROAT)

There's a play going on.

Let's talk. Yeah.

We'll be right back.

BOY: (AS PHILBRICK)
Good luck, soldier.

Where you going?

Where'd it go? Did we lose it?

Says it went inside the house.

Is this the house I think it is?

It can't be.

Shannon's.

Could that body you found really
be the General Richard Philbrick?

He lost his arm in
Mogadishu, I think it was.

Yeah, but I remember seeing
something in the news a few years ago

about him being killed in
South America or somewhere.

No. He went missing.

But I don't think the
body was ever found.

Okay. What if you were
right? What if it is Philbrick?

Who sent him here?
And why all the secrecy?

Philbrick was Taylor's
commanding officer.

The only reason
I can think of for

why anyone would
send him back here

would be to relieve
Taylor of his command.

Jim Shannon.

I'm placing you under arrest,
I'm charging you with conspiracy

and endangering the
welfare of this colony.

What? We found
evidence in your house

that proves you've been
communicating with the Sixers.

You're working for Mira.

You're the spy, Shannon.

This is absurd.
Where's the evidence?

Take him.

You gotta be kidding me.

Jim! Let him go!

Shannon, I suggest we
do this quietly, peacefully.

Let's not ruin the
festivities for everyone.

This is wrong. You're lying.

Elisabeth.

Take him away, Reynolds.

We got ourselves a
situation here, Shannon.

Damn it, Taylor, I am not the
Sixers' spy. And you know it.

You know what I think, Shannon,

I think that there
might be a perfectly

reasonable and
innocent explanation

to the how and why Mira's
dragonfly ended up on your doorstep.

Now, if that should
prove to be the case,

I'm happy to move on,
find myself the real spy.

Preferably with your help.

So, in other words, if I drop
my investigation, we're all good.

Do we have an understanding?

Sorry.

So am I.

I'm not letting this
go till I get to the truth.

You wanna stop me, you lock
that door and throw away the key.

Why'd you kill
General Philbrick?

If I hadn't he
would've killed me.

Why?

'Cause you refused to step down?

Refused to let him relieve
you of your command?

Damn right I refused.

The people who sent Philbrick are
the same people who sent the Sixers.

They want me out.

They want me dead. 'Cause I
got onto what they're planning.

Which is what, exactly?

These people, these vile people.

They don't see Terra Nova as
a second chance for humanity.

To them it's
another place to strip

and plunder for all it's worth.

A commodity.

An infinite pipeline to pump
precious resources into 2149

to line their own
filthy pockets,

to squeeze...

Till Terra Nova gives
up its last breath of life.

But the pipeline doesn't
go from here to there.

The fracture only goes one way.

If my son has anything to say
about it, that's gonna change.

What has Lucas got
to do with all of this?

He came in on the
Second Pilgrimage.

About the proudest
day of my life. My boy.

Father and son.

Gonna fight to build a
brave new world together.

But, what I didn't know was

he was on the other side,
on their side from the get-go.

He was working on calculations
to make the portal go both ways.

When I found out
what he was doing,

I destroyed all his work.

He hated me from that minute on.

Two days later, he went OTG.

I followed him.

Lucas, what are you doing here?

I'm waiting for a friend.

What friend?

(PORTAL OPENS)

And there, impossibly,

there was General
Richard Philbrick.

What the hell is goin' on here?

Consider it a palace coup.

General?

I'm here to replace
you, soldier.

I'm in command
of Terra Nova now.

Over my dead body,
sir. Hope Plaza assured...

Hope Plaza has
nothing to do with it.

They're not in charge of
Terra Nova, never have been.

What are you talking about?

There's bigger players
involved here, son.

It's best you just step
down graciously, Nathaniel.

And the good General tried to
relieve me then and there of my duty.

And I refused, and the
General tried to kill me.

And so I found myself
having to kill my mentor.

And as if

that wasn't bad enough, I
still had to deal with my son.

(GUN CHARGING UP)

Go ahead, kill me.

You're my son.

I won't do it.

You're a traitor.

There's no place in
Terra Nova for you.

I never wanna see
your face again.

You'll see me again, Commander.

Just hope I show you the
same kindness you showed me.

And that's the
last I saw of him.

That was five years ago.

He never stopped working
on those calculations.

He'd write them on
rocks for me to find.

Almost like he was taunting me.

(GRUNTS)

You've

kept this to yourself
this whole time?

If the people of Terra Nova knew

that all the blood,
sweat and tears

they put into building this
place was built on a lie,

it would probably come
to absolutely nothing.

Well, they might as
well lay down and die

and forget the whole damn thing.

I won't allow that to happen.

I'll fight with
everything I got,

even if I have to do it alone.

You're free to go.

You know, you really
didn't have to take it this far.

You have to forgive me
for playing rough, Jim.

But then again,
we are talking about

the fate of the human race here.

My own son is out there
formulating an equation

that will allow his
friends on the other side

to have their way with our home.

If you were in my
place, would you bow?

Would you let those
people do here in Terra Nova

what they did to the
Earth we left behind?

Or would you fight?

I would fight.

I will fight.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Jim?

It's okay. I'm okay.

Mr. Shannon is free to go.

I thought you said that
he was a Sixer spy, sir?

I was mistaken.

Our spy is still out
there somewhere.

But the dragonfly led
us straight to his place.

It followed a
specific frequency.

Apparently, the
very same frequency

emitted by Shannon's
pistol charger.

Wash, you and
Reynolds are dismissed.

Sir.

My apologies for
the misunderstanding.

Even here in paradise,
we're victimized by technology.

Enjoy your evening.

Okay.

My dragonfly did not follow the
frequency of a bloody pistol charger.

Your dragonfly?

What did you do?

Plant an emitter broadcasting
at 32.8 in his house?

And if I did?

Then I'd ask you, why?

Enjoy the festival, Malcolm.

Taylor's son was
behind the whole thing?

I know. I couldn't
believe it either.

We got an uphill
battle ahead of us.

Did you see? Did you see?

Yeah, baby. I did!
And you were terrific.

Incredible.

Mark, did you see?

Commander Taylor, sir.

It's me.

Zoe?

I could've sworn that you
were Commander Taylor.

He's silly. Yeah.

He is silly. You know why?

'Cause Commander Taylor's
nowhere near as cute as you.

Mr. Shannon, sir.
Would you mind if I

steal your daughter
away for a dance?

Knock yourselves out.

Go on.

Zoe?

(ALL CHEERING)

Welcome to the Harvest Festival.

Today, we make the time to

take a reckoning of everything
that we've accomplished together,

and to give thanks for
everything we have. And today,

we welcome our
newest Terra Novan.

Paul and Bee Duncan have
added a baby boy to our community.

Say hello to Alexander
Nathaniel Duncan.

Oh, me.

(CRYING)

(ALL LAUGHING)

This is what Terra
Nova's all about.

(CRYING)

Oh. Here. Go to Mama.

That good friends,
family and loved ones,

we're all in this together.

Without all of you,
I'd have nothing.

You're my friends,

my family,

my loved ones.

And today, I give thanks for
each and every one of you.

(FIRECRACKERS
CONTINUE EXPLODING)

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