The Dresden Files (2007–2008): Season 1, Episode 4 - Rules of Engagement - full transcript

So what is it that
attracts one person to another?

Is it the long, silky hair?

The lips like wine?

The legs...
that seem to go on forever?

Well, those all work for me.

The truth is: Attraction-

chemical, physical or spiritual-

that's the easy part.

The trouble begins when
the fantasy wears off...

Coming!

And the reality sets in.



Are you the wizard?

I'm looking for a man.

I hope you can help me.

Yeah.

So, Miss Slovak... Nikki

Nikki.

Have you been to the police?

No, Aunt Frieda won't let me.

She's very old world;

She doesn't trust the police.

She believes in psychics,

the supernatural, you name it.

Hm, that's why she
sent you to me, huh?

Okay, so this guy...



Donald Primko,

at least that's what
he called himself.

How much did he take?

$22,000.

No pictures and his
address was a vacant lot.

Okay this all seems... strange...
strange...

but in cases like
these, missing persons,

it helps if I can get something
the person used or owned;

Just something with a
little bit of him on it.

Yeah, Aunt Frieda
told me about this.

She knows how works.

She and him were lovers.

Uh... Y...

Last night
she made him a pork chop

and than this morning
he disapeared with the money.

He left the toothpick behind.

So what I do?

Can you find and get the money back?

I'll do my best.

Okay, okay.

Nice.

Was she built?

Stop it!

It's was just a simple question.

Just to be able
to touch a woman again...

Like you've got a shot.

And you do?

Have you taken a look
at yourself lately?

You're not exactly the
picture of elegance.

Elegance is over-rated Bob.

All I am saying is
if you want to marry well,

clean yourself up a little bit

and then land
a woman with money.

Money.

What happened to love?

A fallacy.

A biochemical reaction
that usually results

in hiring detectives
to settle scores.

Just ask Aunt Frieda.

Now come on Harry,

you know there's no
such thing as love.

Look Bob, I've got to focus.

All right, so you bang
the wench, find the loot,

come back here and
tell me all about it.

Bob!

No better yet, you bang
wench here and let me watch.

Bob will you get in your skull.

I said get in your skull
Bob and that is a command!

Gladly.

Scrying for beginners.

You get a piece of someone,
you boil it up, add crystal.

Then you track them down.

Pretty basic stuff,

so finding Primko
should have been easy money.

Should have been.

But my visions of easy money
went up in smoke

the second I caught the
tell-tale whiff

of death, damnation, and...

Brimstone.

Oh hell.

When a supernaturl gets out of hand,

Say, when a body shows
up charred by Hellfire

that falls under the
jurisdiction of The High Council

which is the governing body
for people like me.

In Chicago the Council's chief
enforcer is a guy named Morgan;

A real people person.

You had nothing to do with this?

No, no, no.

How many times do I
have to repeat myself?

Until I believe you.

Morgan, we got fire,
we got brimstone,

we got a scorched corpse,
we got a hole in the wall,

the hellion did this...

it's pretty obvious isn't it?

Don't you think it's
a bit too obvious.

For the last time, a
guy stole some money

I was hired to find him
and it, okay?

Maybe he wanted to buy back his soul.
I don't know, but what I do know is this:

The guy is dead, the money is gone,
and this is demonic, and...

I don't do demonic!

What's with his palm?

Some kind of
pattern burned into it.

A brand.

Looks almost like a flower

I have no idea.

Why is it the times
you step in it,

it always ends up on me?

Oh great, you know, I'm done.

I gotta tell my client

to forget her money

and find the hellion
who did this, okay?

Happy hunting.

Dresden?

Murphy.

What are you doing here?

Ah, well, I'm on a case.

I followed a lead

and next thing you know

I'm tripping over Mr. Krispie.

You, with me.

Yeah.

Can I just say this has
nothing to do with me?

Can I just say, bull?

Yeah.

Well I gotta go.

Was that your client?

No.

How would your client
feel about Mr. Krispie?

Couldn't say.

Who hired you Harry?

You see I don't...

Give me a name or go to
jail for obstruction.

Nikki Slovak.

Not Nikki Slovak.

What do you mean? What?

I mean Caryn Harris.

According to the traffic camera

down the street
from your office,

was at your front door
at 9:17 this morning.

Did you run the plates
and get an address?

You're not going.

Murphy, if she lied
about her name,

then she probably lied about
everything else, and if...

I'd like to find out why.

No.

Well... Murphy!

Here's the tricky part
about working with the police.

The High Council insists

that if you don't already know
about the supernatural,

you don't get to know.

Which makes my
relationship with Murphy

a little testy at times.

Could I talk to her
alone for a moment?

Why, so you can warn her?

About what?

You tell me; You're the one
doing all the twitching.

Miss Harris,

Chicago Police,
open the door please.

I don't twitch.

You twitch.

Miss Harris?

Stay here.

Don't come in.

Yes officer.

Miss Harris? Chicago police.

Miss Harris?

Miss Harris?

Anything?

Murphy I think we need
to get out of here.

Harry!

Harry!

The chain

I don't know what you're talkin about.

Where is the chain?

What are you talking about?

Nikki

caryn, stop stop that it easy.

We have to get out of here.

No No one can.

He's gonna kill me.

Our barbecue victim, Primko...
we've got nothing on that name.

You just make that up?

No. So, were you able
to lift any prints?

No skin left on his fingers.

Guy's officially a John Doe.

You did him right?

Some little ritual that
went a little haywire;

You and the girl
in on it together.

Something kinky?

Detective Kirmani,

Chicago can rest easy
knowing you're on the case.

Anything from the lab?

No explosive residue,
no accelerant.

Guy died of critical burn trauma

from at least
a 900 degree blast wave.

A blast wave?

Coroner said he saw something
like it on the US air base.

A guy stepped
behind a jet engine

right when it fired it up.

They had to scrape
him off the tarmac.

You're telling me the
murder weapon is a jet?

Just saying.

I know, I know, stay on it.

Oh I'm sorry. Sorry, sorry.

Hey, so...

anything from Caryn?

Nothing.

Not a word about the burn guy
or the guy in her apartment.

Nothing about aunt Frieda,
who doesn't exist,

by the way, and nothing
at all about you.

Well, she's scared.

Do you have any idea of what?

No.

This is some of your
spooky stuff isn't it?

No such thing.

Can I talk to
her for a minute...

make it 10 minutes?

I'll give you whatever
I can get, I promise.

It wasn't supposed
to be like this.

What wasn't Caryn?

Have you told them
about that thing?

Told who, about what?

Damn it!

The High Council, or
whatever they're called.

You told them what
killed Primko, right?

They're after that thing right?

Who's been talking to you
about stuff like that?

I can't tell you.

Look, I get why you're
not telling the police,

but I work for you.

You hired me for a reason.

Now I know you're
in serious trouble.

That man in your apartment?

That wasn't a man,
that was a monster!

Exactly why you need
to be straight with me.

Not to mention, you're
also the prime suspect

in a murder investigation.

I didn't kill Primko!

But you know who did, right?

Just tell me what's going on

it's just gotten so out
of control.

This has something to do
with the chain, right?

What chain?

You tell me

this was a mistake.

Caryn I swear you can trust me.

You're working for him
Aren't you?

Trying to find it for him.

You'll work for anybody,
even the devil himself.

Did you get a confession?

We had some technical issues.

She fired me.

Hm, the touch of the master.

What's gonna happen to her now?

Booked on suspicion of murder,

transported to division 3.

What does that mean?

Jail.

Will she be well guarded?

Why, thinking of
breaking her out?

Oh no, I want to make sure
the guy from the apartment.

She'll be fine, she'll be better
when she decide to tell us something.

What's this?

Finger prints from
Caryn's place.

See him before?

Matthew Jacobs.

His prints were erywhere.

Nice set on the headboard

where he apparently likes
to get a good grip.

Maybe.

Mostly according to his
arrest record he's a thief.

None known address.

No face and we couldn't
lift any prints.

Do you think Jacobs
is our corpse?

You know something? I'm fired

I should just get out of your hair.

So, ahh...

best of luck with all this.

Okay, getting fired,

it's not the worst
thing in the world.

Especially when you've
been paid in advance.

But I've been played for a sucker.

And I wanted to know why.

So I went to the one person
who couldn't lie to me

even if he wanted to.

Hello Mr. Krispie.

Morgan was right,
that is strange.

Okay, let's get
a good look at you.

Show me your true self.

Show me your true self.

You're not Matthew Jacobs.

You're not even human.

Dresden!

Morgan, why do you
always do that?

Okay, you know what, it's okay.

I'm glad you're here.

Look, I think I ran into
the hellion that did this.

Where?

At my client's apartment.

She says that he
wants to kill her.

Plot thickens.

Take a look at this.

Primko's a hellion,

killed by a hellion.

And you're not surprised?

You're aware of Sirota?

A small Temptor, Corrupter of souls?

That was Sirota in my
client's apartment?

Apparently Primko was one
of Sirota's... recruits.

Okay, so, uh...

What, he recruited him,
turned him into hellspawn

and then killed them.

He says he didn't.

You talked to... Ss... sirota?

Really?

Does High Council
know about this?

And?

Sometimes allowances are made

even for hellions.

Morgan,

This Sirota he's not a good guy

spreads evils,
seduces human beings.

And turn them into hellions.

Now you and the High Counncil,

you may be willing to
let that happen,

But I'm not.

Not when my client's
life is in stake.

Now you're gonna take me to him.

Hello again Morgan

Harry Dresden.

Sorry if things got a little
rough at the apartment.

Let me make up to you.
I can give you a virgin.

No thanks I'm fine.

Ive come here yo ask you
to leave Caryn Harris alone

I intend to.

As soon as she returns my property.

What? Her soul? Cant have it.

Trust me Harry.

If I wanted her soul
I'd have taken it by now.

No, You know what I want.

What, this chain your lookin for?

Is that what Primko died over?

Ask your client.

My client didn't kill anyone.

Didn't say she did...

You got it?

Matthew Jacobs.

Matthews Jacobs, that
thieving boy of no account.

No, I showed him a much
more promising path.

I transformed and molded
him into hell spawn.

You know what I got in return?

Betrayal.

Betrayal?

I know what you're thinking.

A guy like Mathew, stabbing
a guy like me in the back.

How does that make him bad?

As long as he beholded to me

his ability to do
harm has limited.

He was chained.

Chained.

The chain of sin.

Matthew's leash.

All my followers
have their chains,

but every once in a while
one of them, you know,

gets something in his head,
he'd be better off on his own

so they steal their chain
and cut their bonds.

My heart bleeds.

Dresden use your head.

An uncontrolled hellion,

free to wreak whatever
havoc he wants,

unrestricted by any accords
or oversight.

Your client, the girl.
I did want her tempted, turned.

But Matthew had other ideas,
I want him back.

You saw what he did to Primko.

Yeah, like you send
him after them

after the chain and...

Didn't turn so well didn't?

Naw.

Tell me.

Are you really good
at what you do,

in finding things?

You can't afford me.

What if the prize
was Caryn Harris?

So, I find you your chain,

deliver it to you

and you guarantee the girl
walks away unharmed?

Oh A deal with the devil.

It's a little
gentlemen's agreement.

Is that what you call your
arrangement with High Council?

It's more of an understanding.

You people...

Hey, what are you doing?

What's going on?

What, Caryn, she's gone?!

Right from the back
of the transport van.

How'd you do it?

You thinh I took her?

You certainly made a point to find out whare
she was going, and when she was being moved.

Whoa, Murphy, look, listen.

Any word on the boyfriend, Mathew Jacobs?

No sign of him. Why?

You saying he took her?

Okay, look, I can tell you this

Jacobs killed Primko.

How do you know that?
Do you have any evidence?

I'm fired, remember?
I'm off the case.

But Mathew Jacobs is dangerous.

If you corner him...

Don't!

And so far all you've
manage to accomplish

is getting your wand destroyed,
alienating Murphy.

Losing a client and attracting the attention of someone
who treats hellions as his own personal lapdogs.

Not a bad day's work, huh?

Oh no, I think you've botched
this one very nicely!

So my advice to you.

Take the low road for once.

Let it go, Harry.

Yeah, you're right

I mean the last thing I need
is to get caught up

in a power struggle between
two hellions who are hung up on

a girl with a thing
for bad boys, right?

You know some women,
they just can't be saved.

You're going to try to save her.

Yeah.

Of course.

Well, how are you
going to find...?

The girl's. Well done.

Remember what I said about attraction?

About the difference between
fantasy and reality?

The fantasy is: Girl meets boy,

they fall in love,
they live happily ever after.

The reality is:

Girl meet hellion,
girl gets kidnapped...

wizard has to save her...

before she ends up dead.

Or worse.

Dresden!

Caryn, what are you doing?

Why couldn't you just leave us alone?

Matthew's a hellion, okay.

He sold himself to darkness.

Everything he's told you,

it's a lie.

That's not true.

Get out of here.

Caryn's not your concern.
Not anymore.

Well, I'm not leaving
here without her.

Yeah, you are.

Okay, what have we got
here Matthew?

What are you up to?

Is this some kind of demonic
brain-washing ritual

to make sure she does
everything you want?

You don't get it, do you.

Whever it is,

you're not going to
get away with it.

Sirota's out looking for you

and sooner or later
he will find you.

After I destroy the chain he
won't have any hold on me.

What's the problem,
what are you waiting for?

Last chance Dresden. Get out.

You don't have it do you?

You've lost it, right?

The chain of sin,
you've lost it?

What the hell is wrong with you?

He's using you!

You have no idea what
you're talking about.

Let her go!

Come another inch near her
and I'm going to kill you.

Please!

Caryn, I'm going
to get you out of here.

That is not gonna happen.

Perhaps I should, ah...
peer into your skull

look for internal bleeding.

Nah forget it I'm fine

Harry are you sure
he didn't have the chain?

Well if he did
why hanging around?

OK

What is that?

This is Mathew's place.

And this is where Primko died.

Now, Matthew is preparing something.

Primko interrupted him.

And took the Chain of Sin...

And ran with it from here...
to here...

He might have dropped it while in transit.

Or hidden it,
knowing Matthew was after it

Harry what are you gone to do with
the chain if you find it?

Uhh, well, I gotta... I I I...

I made a deal with Sorota.
He gets the chain back and Caryn goes free.

The woman who just hit you
with the wine bottle?

Am I missing something here?

I mean what's the
point of all of this?

You're not bedding the girl;
You're not getting paid.

The only dead body is a hellion.

You're risking your
life for nothing.

Matthew could have killed you.

Yea, I was thinkin that...

I was unconscious he could
have killed me then, right?

Yes.

Why didn't he?

Part of his infernal plan no doubt.

Maybe.

Would you look at that!

What? That.

Primko, he had this image
seared into his palm,

Like a petal, like a fower.

No self-respecting Hellspawn would be
caught dead looking for anything in there...

Some things just don't go well together,
matches and gasoline, bleach and ammonia,

hell spawn and holy ground.

Combine things like that and,

Results can be incindiary.

Here it is.

Oh.

It's beautiful.

And you found it
in the Poor Box?

I thought I'd keep it here
until whoever put it in

came back looking for it;
Second thoughts, you know.

It's an unusual piece.

Hm...

it's a family heirloom
from the old country.

My mother will be very
happy to have it back.

Please tell your brother that
hatred is a wasted emotion.

He only has one mother.

It saddens me when
love turns to hate.

Me too.

But just as mysterious,
hate can turn to love.

When that happens,
you're in the presence of a miracle.

Thank you.

Back already?
Well that didn't take long.

Sirota pleased?

I hope you convince him
to pay you some pittance for your troubles.

No, Bob, no money.

Oh well.

Justice was done at least.

Overthrow the villain,
Save the damazel... Hurra'

Perhaps she'll even throw
herself at you now, In gratitude.

You're hiding something.

What are you not telling me?

Doesn't matter now.

Tell me.

At Mathews place.

This symbols you describe.
The patterns.

I checked the text.
A long laborious process, I might add.

Get on with it Bob.

They were planning a
transformation ritual.

But it wasn't for Caryn.

I had a feeling you were gonna say that...

The ritual was for Matthew.
It would have destroyed his chain of sin.

It would cast out his infernal essence,
and returned him to mortal status.

Harry, the boy wanted
to go back to being human.

Oh well.
No use worrying about might have beens...

The deed is done.

Sirota has the chain.

Yeah.

About that.

You didn't hand it over?

Yeah.

All that deal
with the devil stuff

wasn't really sitting too good.

So now what?

I think we need to
speak with Matthew.

You can use the chain
to call Matthew

but if things go badly
I cannot help you

have some faith Bob
have some faith.

Raise the Chain of sin.

If the incantation I
provided you is correct,

he should appear in moments.

That was fast.

Your loyal servant.

You found it.

Give it to me.

Now I want some answers.

Give me the chain.

No!

Give it me!

You done?

Why the ritual?

Trying to become mortal again?
What were u planning?

What do you care?

Do you love her?

Do you love her?

Yes.

Yeah.

You gotta let her go.

Listen to me, I was this close to handing this handing this
thing over to Sirota, For some bone head reason I didn't...

Now you gonna let Caryn go.

Now we can break the chain
and you can start a new life

you can become human
and disappear

and I'll get the
chain back to Sirota

and tell him I was too late,

you were gone.

But, If you stay with her,
and he comes lookin for ya,

And he finds you,
he will kill you both.

I won't have that.

I can't let her go.

You have to.

For her.

You think that I haven't tried.

I've told her to get away from me.

She knows what I am.

When I first met her...

She was just supposed
to be another conquest,

just another soul for Sirota.

She saw through me.

She forgave me

for everything for I had
ever done or was gonna do.

I had no hope left,

nothing.

And she walked
into my damned life

and she saved me.

How do I give that up?

Tell me.

Well, I suppose there's
only one thing left to do.

Yeh.

What are you going to do?

Double-cross the villain.

Always makes for an
interesting evening.

I got it all wrong.

Matthew is not trying
to run amock.

He wants to be mortal.

He's in love.

You know love, an emotion,

makes you feel
all warm and fuzzy.

He's a helion.

But the High Council

has some kind of witness
protection program.

You've been watching
too many cop shows.

My father was in it,
and so was I.

No, you were simply
taken off the radar.

You needed to be kept safe.

Well then, take Matthew
and Caryn off the radar.

Make them safe.

Why should I help him, or you?

You know if Matthew
gives up evil for love,

Then that's a good thing,
It's one for our side.

It's a win Morgan.

Please, will you
help me on this one?

Please.

Now, there is not gonna be
any world ending explosion?

Is there?

Don't think so, but I've
never done this before.

I hope not.

I like to think I was the first.

Place the catalysts Harry.

Yeah.

Earth.

Water.

Air.

With these elements
let the universe be joined.

And within this circle,
let mortal love be safe.

OK, You have to say
what you need to say,

do what you need to do.

Well, we'd like you to say it.

Well I don't know the words.

Harry, it's a simple blessing.

Just make it heartfelt and true.

Bless you.

Be good

and don't screw it up.

Is that it?

I think.

Matthew...

Ok Caryn, this is what
has to happen.

It's coming out.

Matthew!

Matthew! Listen to me!

I love you.

I love you!

Hang on in there buddy!

I love you!

Matthew! Matthew!

Yeah I'm ok.

Everything is going to be just fine.

I think that's my cue.

Oh, Morgan! What are ya doin...

Saving you from yourself!

It's too late.

The chain is broken.

I'm free.

Kids.

You're mortal now.

Yes.

That means you're
of no use to me anymore.

This is gonna hurt.

Caryn!
Caryn, get out of the way!

You bastard!

No Karen! Don't do that!

No, you can't do this.

Leave em alone!

Come on, you can't...

It's not worth it.

That was brash.

The Council will not approve.

What?

You've just killed a human
being in front of a warden.

Bill me.

Young lady, goodnight.

Hope the smoke didn't bother you too much.

Okay, okay.

Kill the waterworks...

Kill the water works.

Good job.

Bob!

Dld it work? For now.

And that was all we need.

I never get the girl.

Hey, did you really have
to hit me that hard?

Yes I did, I do
what's necessary.

Thank you.

Yeah.

If Sirota finds out
what you've done...

Well, he won't
because you're dead.

We have to go now.

Look, you look after each other.

Come.

Hey Morgan...

thank you.

Not a word to anybody.

That was sweet.

Yeah.

Well, I gotta go
clean up another mess.

Thought you'd still be here.

Where else would I be?

You got something for me?

Yeah.

Hot chocolate, a slice of pie.

Not what I had in mind.

Well it should be more often,
take some time to relax.

Thas Key Lime,
It's your favorite

I don't have time for dessert. I've got
a missing thief, a missing girl

a suspect who threw out from the window

and an unidentified burned guy
in the morgue.

What?

Do you really need to
have all those things?

Are you speaking in code?
What don't I need anymore?

Problems.

You're pissing me off.

Murphy, all I've got for you is my word.

That you don't have to worry anymore

just my word.

And a slice of pie.

What are you not telling me?

I'm not telling ya.

I've got a job here Harry...

Yeah. So do I. Dig in...