The Big O (1999–2003): Season 1, Episode 9 - Beck Comes Back - full transcript
Geez, couldn't they do it
with a little more style?
This city, Paradigm City,
is a town ofAmnesia.
One day forty years ago, the people
in this city lost their memory...
...of all events prior to that day.
But even without a past, they could
have a civilization and live their lives...
...if they could learn to operate
machinery and get electricity.
It's only the city's elderly who
mourn the loss of their memories.
I received a call yesterday saying
that my only son had been kidnapped.
Francis is forty years old.
He's slated to become the next
chairman of the Wise Group.
What is the kidnapper asking?
Two million dollars.
You haven't gone to the police
about this, have you?
Of course not! I'll pay
whatever it takes!
I want you to get my son back safely!
Okay, then.
Are you ready to pay up?
I want proof that Francis is alive.
We're talking about the money now.
Do you have it ready?
The money…?
There's no money.
What're you talking about?
Don't you care what happens to the--
It's the truth. The family is having
financial trouble at the moment.
Let me hear Francis'--
My son! Is he--
He hung up.
What did I tell you? I said
that money's no object!
Mr. Wise...
I'm surprised at you, Mr. So-called
Paradigm City #1 Negotiator!
You're fired!
Let me warn you that even if you pay
the money like the kidnappers want,
you still won't get your son back.
Get out!
So what brought this on? Why'd you
want to model for a painting?
Admittedly, no one can beat you
when it comes to holding a pose.
Is it a good idea to
keep Wise mad at you?
He'll call again soon enough. Until
then, I'm going to take it easy.
Master Roger, it's from Mr. Wise.
Mister Smith!
Mister Smith. There's something
I have to tell you.
You paid the kidnappers the ransom.
But your son hasn't come home.
That's right.
Pay close attention.
To you, the victim is a precious son,
but not to the kidnappers.
He's just a commodity.
My son's life isn't some thing!
This looks expensive.
It cost me more than $100,000.
Very well.
Now, let's say that someone wants you to
sell this to them, and you quote that price.
When the buyer gladly pays you
that amount, what do you think?
"Darn, I should have
asked for more"...
...is what you would think.
See? It's the same with kidnappings.
As long as you keep giving
in to their demands,
your son will never be released.
What am I supposed to do, then?
Haggle.
You haggle and haggle,
making the kidnappers think your
son isn't worth anything to you.
The kidnapper is a pro, too.
He won't hurt his goods.
That's the only way
to rescue Francis.
Welcome home.
How did it go?
No developments at all.
Master Roger, a visitor
is awaiting you.
What do you want at this hour?
Beck's escaped.
Beck?
Oh, that kidnapper...
That guy has a bone to pick with you.
I thought he might have shown up.
No, I haven't seen him around--
By the way, I don't see that bottle
I said I'd try next time I was over.
Oh, I drank that with another guest.
What?
Get the money ready.
Three million dollars.
The family doesn't have
money like that anymore.
I don't want any more excuses!
I know that voice!
You're--
Put Wise on the phone.
Do it quick!
All right.
Very well.
You'll get your money.
What's the meaning of this, Mr. Wise?
They said to make the Negotiator
take the money to them.
Mr. Wise. You never do as I--
You have to go.
They'll kill my son.
What about your haggling plan?
Things have changed.
Wise is hiding something from me.
As long as the kidnappers have the
trump card, negotiations won't be concluded.
Francis! Are you all right?
The cabin is surrounded!
I know you're in there, Roger!
Don't try anything stupid! Come out!
I've been set up, huh?
We're getting out of here, Dorothy.
The police can take it from here.
Damn that guy!
I slipped up! Having me bring
the money was to set me up!
Beck is behind this!
Yes.
Do you read me? The kidnapper has
fled the scene in a black sedan!
What will you do now?
What else? Go see Mr. Wise.
He's the only one with a
lead on how to find Beck.
Francis was different.
What do you mean, Dorothy?
His eye color.
Just because someone's related
by blood doesn't mean--
Francis' age... He's 40 years old!
Forty years ago, everyone in
the city lost their memory.
I see... So that's it.
I see. Francis has been rescued?
All right. I'll be right there.
Francis isn't your real son, is he?
The kidnapper knew that.
On that day forty years ago, we lost
all our memories of the world.
Everyone was set free from
their past and was reborn.
I was 30 or so and living in this
mansion, and Mary was with me.
We were drawn to each other to soothe
our insecurities of having no memory,
and we fell in love.
But when Francis was born, he...
No one remembers what had
happened between Mary and me.
Mary died soon after giving birth to Francis,
leaving behind only the unfair truth.
I only wanted to
protect Francis from...
...the public ridicule he'd
face if the truth got out.
Dandy...
At first, they demanded both money
and heavy metal unit parts.
Where was the drop-off point?
The warehouse district
in East Dome #13.
They're probably still--
Roger, there are two things
I'd like to ask you.
Be my guest.
Does losing your memory really
make you that lonely?
Probably.
You always want someone
to know that you exist.
Some people rely on it.
So Mr. Wise fell in love
out of loneliness, then.
Dorothy... That question
is too tough.
What's your second question?
That's all right. The other
one is even tougher.
It worked like a charm!
Too bad we missed out on that
second payment, though.
What're you talking about?
It was worth it to get
even with crow boy!
He'll be a wanted man for
the rest of his life!
Well, well. Dorothy.
And Roger Smith.
Beck! You're going to clear my name!
Beck...!
Dorothy?
Dorothy!
Beck, you bastard!
I made plans just in case
you two showed up here.
Not to mention an appropriate
death for you, crow boy.
Get your hands off her!
Dorothy...!
Roger...
Dorothy!
Roger. I love you, Roger.
Looks like you should've swapped
out her memory circuits.
Die.
Dorothy!
Give it up, Beck!
Shit! Get out here,
Beck Victory Deluxe!
What's the matter with you?!
Get up here!
Take a good look, Roger!
Run, Roger, run!
Squash him!
Okay!
Here's a taste of your
own medicine, crow boy!
The Megadeus!
What're we gonna do, boss?
We're no match for that thing!
What do you think we're gonna do?
We run.
You're not getting away, Beck!
Or so he'll think!
Got him!
Now you've gone and done it!
Finger attack!
Here goes!
Awesome, boss!
That worked great!
Let's give him another taste!
Damn thing bounced off...
Here it comes!
Punks...
Even my patience has limits.
The Megadeus!
Beck ?!
What the hell is going on here?
I think I can explain.
They seem to have used cheap fuses.
They shorted out when
Dorothy used her strength.
No, Dorothy shorted them out herself.
Oh, I'm terribly sorry.
What do you wish done with Dorothy?
To prevent something like
this from happening again,
perhaps it would be wise to
swap out her memory circuits.
She'll lose some Memories
during the copy, however.
Leave her alone.
There's still something bothering her
that she wants to ask me about.
Beck's gang learned Dandy's secret
through underground channels.
There are always hyenas sniffing around
for secrets you don't want others to know.
He found out that I was
brought in on the case...
...and reworked it into a plan
to get revenge against me.
It makes me sick to think that my fate's
been mixed up with a punk like him.
I see you've drawn in the eyes.
Dorothy... That one other question
you had has been bothering me.
If we had no memories and we met,
would we fall in love, too?
W-Well, that's...
I did say it was tough.
with a little more style?
This city, Paradigm City,
is a town ofAmnesia.
One day forty years ago, the people
in this city lost their memory...
...of all events prior to that day.
But even without a past, they could
have a civilization and live their lives...
...if they could learn to operate
machinery and get electricity.
It's only the city's elderly who
mourn the loss of their memories.
I received a call yesterday saying
that my only son had been kidnapped.
Francis is forty years old.
He's slated to become the next
chairman of the Wise Group.
What is the kidnapper asking?
Two million dollars.
You haven't gone to the police
about this, have you?
Of course not! I'll pay
whatever it takes!
I want you to get my son back safely!
Okay, then.
Are you ready to pay up?
I want proof that Francis is alive.
We're talking about the money now.
Do you have it ready?
The money…?
There's no money.
What're you talking about?
Don't you care what happens to the--
It's the truth. The family is having
financial trouble at the moment.
Let me hear Francis'--
My son! Is he--
He hung up.
What did I tell you? I said
that money's no object!
Mr. Wise...
I'm surprised at you, Mr. So-called
Paradigm City #1 Negotiator!
You're fired!
Let me warn you that even if you pay
the money like the kidnappers want,
you still won't get your son back.
Get out!
So what brought this on? Why'd you
want to model for a painting?
Admittedly, no one can beat you
when it comes to holding a pose.
Is it a good idea to
keep Wise mad at you?
He'll call again soon enough. Until
then, I'm going to take it easy.
Master Roger, it's from Mr. Wise.
Mister Smith!
Mister Smith. There's something
I have to tell you.
You paid the kidnappers the ransom.
But your son hasn't come home.
That's right.
Pay close attention.
To you, the victim is a precious son,
but not to the kidnappers.
He's just a commodity.
My son's life isn't some thing!
This looks expensive.
It cost me more than $100,000.
Very well.
Now, let's say that someone wants you to
sell this to them, and you quote that price.
When the buyer gladly pays you
that amount, what do you think?
"Darn, I should have
asked for more"...
...is what you would think.
See? It's the same with kidnappings.
As long as you keep giving
in to their demands,
your son will never be released.
What am I supposed to do, then?
Haggle.
You haggle and haggle,
making the kidnappers think your
son isn't worth anything to you.
The kidnapper is a pro, too.
He won't hurt his goods.
That's the only way
to rescue Francis.
Welcome home.
How did it go?
No developments at all.
Master Roger, a visitor
is awaiting you.
What do you want at this hour?
Beck's escaped.
Beck?
Oh, that kidnapper...
That guy has a bone to pick with you.
I thought he might have shown up.
No, I haven't seen him around--
By the way, I don't see that bottle
I said I'd try next time I was over.
Oh, I drank that with another guest.
What?
Get the money ready.
Three million dollars.
The family doesn't have
money like that anymore.
I don't want any more excuses!
I know that voice!
You're--
Put Wise on the phone.
Do it quick!
All right.
Very well.
You'll get your money.
What's the meaning of this, Mr. Wise?
They said to make the Negotiator
take the money to them.
Mr. Wise. You never do as I--
You have to go.
They'll kill my son.
What about your haggling plan?
Things have changed.
Wise is hiding something from me.
As long as the kidnappers have the
trump card, negotiations won't be concluded.
Francis! Are you all right?
The cabin is surrounded!
I know you're in there, Roger!
Don't try anything stupid! Come out!
I've been set up, huh?
We're getting out of here, Dorothy.
The police can take it from here.
Damn that guy!
I slipped up! Having me bring
the money was to set me up!
Beck is behind this!
Yes.
Do you read me? The kidnapper has
fled the scene in a black sedan!
What will you do now?
What else? Go see Mr. Wise.
He's the only one with a
lead on how to find Beck.
Francis was different.
What do you mean, Dorothy?
His eye color.
Just because someone's related
by blood doesn't mean--
Francis' age... He's 40 years old!
Forty years ago, everyone in
the city lost their memory.
I see... So that's it.
I see. Francis has been rescued?
All right. I'll be right there.
Francis isn't your real son, is he?
The kidnapper knew that.
On that day forty years ago, we lost
all our memories of the world.
Everyone was set free from
their past and was reborn.
I was 30 or so and living in this
mansion, and Mary was with me.
We were drawn to each other to soothe
our insecurities of having no memory,
and we fell in love.
But when Francis was born, he...
No one remembers what had
happened between Mary and me.
Mary died soon after giving birth to Francis,
leaving behind only the unfair truth.
I only wanted to
protect Francis from...
...the public ridicule he'd
face if the truth got out.
Dandy...
At first, they demanded both money
and heavy metal unit parts.
Where was the drop-off point?
The warehouse district
in East Dome #13.
They're probably still--
Roger, there are two things
I'd like to ask you.
Be my guest.
Does losing your memory really
make you that lonely?
Probably.
You always want someone
to know that you exist.
Some people rely on it.
So Mr. Wise fell in love
out of loneliness, then.
Dorothy... That question
is too tough.
What's your second question?
That's all right. The other
one is even tougher.
It worked like a charm!
Too bad we missed out on that
second payment, though.
What're you talking about?
It was worth it to get
even with crow boy!
He'll be a wanted man for
the rest of his life!
Well, well. Dorothy.
And Roger Smith.
Beck! You're going to clear my name!
Beck...!
Dorothy?
Dorothy!
Beck, you bastard!
I made plans just in case
you two showed up here.
Not to mention an appropriate
death for you, crow boy.
Get your hands off her!
Dorothy...!
Roger...
Dorothy!
Roger. I love you, Roger.
Looks like you should've swapped
out her memory circuits.
Die.
Dorothy!
Give it up, Beck!
Shit! Get out here,
Beck Victory Deluxe!
What's the matter with you?!
Get up here!
Take a good look, Roger!
Run, Roger, run!
Squash him!
Okay!
Here's a taste of your
own medicine, crow boy!
The Megadeus!
What're we gonna do, boss?
We're no match for that thing!
What do you think we're gonna do?
We run.
You're not getting away, Beck!
Or so he'll think!
Got him!
Now you've gone and done it!
Finger attack!
Here goes!
Awesome, boss!
That worked great!
Let's give him another taste!
Damn thing bounced off...
Here it comes!
Punks...
Even my patience has limits.
The Megadeus!
Beck ?!
What the hell is going on here?
I think I can explain.
They seem to have used cheap fuses.
They shorted out when
Dorothy used her strength.
No, Dorothy shorted them out herself.
Oh, I'm terribly sorry.
What do you wish done with Dorothy?
To prevent something like
this from happening again,
perhaps it would be wise to
swap out her memory circuits.
She'll lose some Memories
during the copy, however.
Leave her alone.
There's still something bothering her
that she wants to ask me about.
Beck's gang learned Dandy's secret
through underground channels.
There are always hyenas sniffing around
for secrets you don't want others to know.
He found out that I was
brought in on the case...
...and reworked it into a plan
to get revenge against me.
It makes me sick to think that my fate's
been mixed up with a punk like him.
I see you've drawn in the eyes.
Dorothy... That one other question
you had has been bothering me.
If we had no memories and we met,
would we fall in love, too?
W-Well, that's...
I did say it was tough.