The Odyssey (1992–1994): Season 1, Episode 2 - No Fair - full transcript
In the Upworld, Jay's coma worsens and he's taken to intensive care, causing Val to be faced with the prospect that her son may never recover. Meanwhile in the Downworld, Jay believes that his connection to home lies in the Tower, so he sets out with his companions to find it.
(suspenseful music)
(bell dinging)
(The Odyssey theme music)
- Come on Jay.
We're all waiting for you, honey.
How's he doing?
- He's stabilized.
Still a lot more tests we've
got to put him through.
- It's not fair.
This is all my fault,
I shouldn't have let him go to the ravine.
- Can't blame yourself, accidents happen.
It's no one's fault.
(eerie music)
- Where am I?
- Between a rock and a hard place.
(birds chirping)
- I've gotta get home.
- You're gonna have to get
Brad's permission for that.
- Why would I need his permission?
- You've gotta get his
permission for everything.
- He's our leader.
- The main man.
- He's the oldest.
- 15.
- Where can I find him?
- The tower.
- Where's the tower?
- Way off.
It's hard to get to.
- What's that?
(wheels squeaking)
- Hey wait.
- What are you crazy?
You wanna get arrested?
- For what?
- For being different.
- Maybe they could've helped me.
- You kidding?
They could have arrested us.
- What for?
- They don't have to have a reason.
Their Brad's monitors.
- I've reset the monitors.
You've been here for 29 hours straight.
Why don't you go home and get some rest.
- I can't, he might wake up.
- Mrs. Ziegler, your son's in a coma.
- A coma?
- He might be that way for quite a while.
- How long?
- I don't know.
I can assure you we're
doing everything we can.
The good news is,
there doesn't appear
to be any brain damage.
We can't tell for sure until he wakes up.
- But I just wanna help.
- You'll be better able
to help if you're rested.
When you come back, bring
some of his favorite things,
things he might like, it could help.
- Okay, thanks.
- No one's forcing you to hang around
if you don't want to, Alpha.
- Who said, I don't want to?
Besides,
you can't expect me to leave
him with you, can you Flash?
At least I've got a club
to take him to, you don't.
- I'll get one.
- Yeah, right.
What club would want you?
- Who knows.
Him and me could be a team.
- Get real, he's an outsider.
(suspenseful music)
- Oh, no.
Come on.
- Get him.
- [Flash] Run for it.
(suspenseful music)
- Go.
- Come on.
(feet stomping)
In here, in here, come on.
I told you not to mess
with Brad's monitors.
- What did I do?
- You took a poster.
- So.
(eerie music)
- In the name of the library club.
I claim this book for the
benefit of civilization.
(dog whimpering)
- I know Bentley, I miss him too.
Well, what about this?
You think he'd want this?
(Bentley barking)
Okay.
How about the telescope?
Do you think you'd want the telescope?
(Bentley barking)
I'll bring it back to him.
- Best thing to do is to not
touch anything around here.
- What's that?
- I don't know, I think it's where I live,
I want to go.
See, this is my house near the creek.
Tree fort's here, I wish
I could remember more.
(upbeat music)
- Got you.
In the name of Brad, you're under arrest.
- What did I do?
Everything you say will
be used against you.
(suspenseful music)
Up.
Go.
(The Odyssey theme music)
- Get off it.
- What are you doing here?
- Jay's in the hospital, you know?
- So?
- I think we should both go to
his mom and say, we're sorry.
- Me?
Why should I go?
- He wouldn't have fallen if
you hadn't taken his telescope.
- Yeah?
Well, who's idea was it for him
to sneak up and get it back?
- Hey look, who am I?
- Get up, stupid jerk.
- Great, now what are we supposed to do?
That kids nothing but trouble.
- We've gotta help him out, after all,
it is our fault he got arrested.
- It is not.
- Maybe I can get the President of my club
to petition the head
monitor to let him go.
- Oh, right, like that'll work.
- What's your big idea?
- He's gotta have a trial.
I say, we go in there and
see if we can't help him.
- Mm mm, won't work.
What if they've seen us?
They'll recognize us.
- We'll wear costumes.
- Where will we get something like that?
- I don't know, we'll find something.
- Okay.
But I'll do all the talking.
- How do I know you won't run out on me?
Give me something.
- Like what?
- That book you found.
- What do I get then?
- My goggles.
(monitors beeping)
- Hi, sweetheart.
Brought you some things you might like.
(sad music)
(crowd booing)
- Okay, people.
Okay people.
First off, let's have
a hand for the big guy.
(crowd clapping)
And now, allow me to introduce
one of the grooviest babes ever
to wear the headband of Brad
presiding over the trial circle today,
will you welcome please,
the beautiful, Barr.
(crowd cheering)
- Thank you, thank you.
And, on prosecution,
I give you the Finger.
(crowd cheering)
- Today's defendant is an outsider,
a kid named Jay, of no fixed club,
who defaced, crinkled,
and did willfully trash,
this very happening poster of Brad.
(crowd booing)
Punishment for which is to
put on these cool threads
and become the motive force
of the vehicle of justice.
(crowd cheering)
That's peddling to you.
- I didn't mean anything, I didn't know.
- That's what they all say.
That's what Rolf said.
Now, can I have three objective,
fair-minded individuals
up here for the jury.
Are there any volunteers?
Give us your name and your affiliation.
- My name's Tinker, small repairs club.
- Phil, digging club.
- Sit right down over here, guys.
Is there a third?
- Here.
My name's Flash, I'm with the, uh,
pool club.
- Pool club?
Is that a real club?
What do you do?
- We give kids swimming lessons,
introduce them to water,
stuff like that.
- Anybody want the thankless
task of defending the accused?
- I'll do it your honor.
- And who are you?
- I'm Alpha, from the library club.
- Okay, let's get this show on the road.
How does the defendant plead?
- He's innocent, it's a setup.
- Not guilty, your honor.
- I'm not talking to you,
I'm talking to your lawyer.
- Bum rap, he's taking the fall.
- Guilty with an explanation, your honor.
- Wait, don't I get a chance
to talk to my lawyer first?
(gong dinging)
- The defendant is out of order again.
If you wish to address the court,
you must do it through your lawyer.
- How can I do it through my
lawyer, if I can't talk to her?
- Have we done that before?
Go ahead.
- I don't wanna plead guilty.
- It's not guilty, it's
guilty with an explanation.
- What's the difference?
- We're going for pity.
You're a pathetic lost
kid, without a club.
You're throwing yourself
at the mercy of the court.
Can you cry?
- But I'm innocent.
- They'll go harder on
you if you plead innocent
than if you plead guilty
in the first place.
- But, what if they do find me innocent?
- Ain't gonna happen.
- The prosecution calls its first witness.
Formerly of the notices small
things about other clubs club,
now of the very select cyclist club, Rolf.
(crowd buzzing)
Rolf, do you swear to shun
all mendacity, fabrication,
and spin doctoring, so help you Brad?
- Huh?
- You gonna lie to us Rolf?
- No way, no, sir, not me.
- Objection, your honor.
- Now what is it?
- I happen to know for a fact,
that Rolf is your driver.
I suspect you made a deal with him
that if he testified against my client,
he wouldn't have to
pedal you around anymore.
- Are you accusing me of impropriety?
- No, of course not.
But I happen to know that
Rolf would say anything
to get off the bike detail.
- Would you, Rolf?
- Heck no, your honorous.
- There, that settles
it, overruled, continue.
- Rolf, tell us in your own words,
exactly what awful thing did
you notice about the defendant?
- First thing I noticed were his eyes.
- His eyes?
What did you notice about them?
- They were too close together,
the sign of a criminal mind.
- Interesting.
But, what exactly did he do Rolf?
- He drew all over a poster
of Brad, crumbled it up,
carrying it around for everyone to see,
like he was proud of if, he's guilty.
He's gotta pedal.
- I rest my case
(crowd chanting pedal)
(The Odyssey theme music)
(monitors beeping)
- It's all right, Donna, you can come in.
I know what a shock this must be for you.
- Here's Jay's "King Arthur" book.
It's his favorite, always
meant to give it back.
- I'm sure he'll appreciate it.
- Mrs. Ziegler, I want you
to know I'm really sorry.
I told Jay to go to the tree
fort, it's all my fault.
- Oh no, sweetheart, don't blame yourself.
Accidents happen, it's nobody's fault.
(sad music)
- Did you, or did you not draw
this cheesy looking picture?
- I drew it.
- What is it, anyway?
- It's a map of where I live.
(suspenseful music)
- Something strange is going on here.
How did you find out about
the secret tower places?
- What secret tower places?
- What you've drawn here,
is highly classified,
top secret information
of the inner circle.
Where did you get it?
- I didn't get it, I drew it, from memory.
- Does this mean you're
changing your plea to guilty?
- Forget it, this trials
bogus, it's not fair.
Real justice isn't big
kids bullying little kids,
locking somebody up just
because he's different.
Real justice is where
everyone's treated fairly,
and you have a chance to
tell your side of the story
and they listen, no matter who you are,
or where you're from,
or what you look like.
Even if you are alone and strange.
- Wow, outrageous.
- Where do you get off your little goof?
You better show some respect.
- Not guilty, not guilty.
- Not guilty.
- Not guilty.
(crowd chanting not guilty)
- Have you been influencing the jury?
- Me?
No.
- What's this?
What are you doing with a
book from the library club?
- I'm afraid no children are allowed
in the intensive care ward.
- But I was just visiting.
- I'm sorry, this is too
upsetting for a child.
- I've been in lots of hospitals.
- I can't help it, this is our policy.
- Don't worry, I'll find
a way to get you in.
- Bye.
- Bye.
(sad music)
- Bye, Jay.
- I bought it, I got a library card.
- Why don't you read us something.
- Okay.
Once upon a time, a long, long time ago.
- I'm an old man now,
but then I was already past my prime
when Arthur was crowned king.
You can't read, can you?
This is yours, isn't it?
And yet, the juror had it?
After all this talk about justice,
these three have lied to us.
(crowd chanting)
- That's enough.
Take all three of them
to the friendship mission for reeducation,
this show is over.
- Come on, run for it.
- He's getting away.
- Don't let him get away.
- [Alpha] Let go of me you creep.
- What are you doing, come on.
- I'm not leaving without her.
- It's now or never man.
- Tie them up.
- Take your hands off.
Stop it.
- Gimme it.
Thanks for coming back for me.
- That's okay, you guys came back for me.
I wonder where Flash is?
- Probably still running.
- Maybe
(upbeat music)
(The Odyssey theme music)
(bell dinging)
(The Odyssey theme music)
- Come on Jay.
We're all waiting for you, honey.
How's he doing?
- He's stabilized.
Still a lot more tests we've
got to put him through.
- It's not fair.
This is all my fault,
I shouldn't have let him go to the ravine.
- Can't blame yourself, accidents happen.
It's no one's fault.
(eerie music)
- Where am I?
- Between a rock and a hard place.
(birds chirping)
- I've gotta get home.
- You're gonna have to get
Brad's permission for that.
- Why would I need his permission?
- You've gotta get his
permission for everything.
- He's our leader.
- The main man.
- He's the oldest.
- 15.
- Where can I find him?
- The tower.
- Where's the tower?
- Way off.
It's hard to get to.
- What's that?
(wheels squeaking)
- Hey wait.
- What are you crazy?
You wanna get arrested?
- For what?
- For being different.
- Maybe they could've helped me.
- You kidding?
They could have arrested us.
- What for?
- They don't have to have a reason.
Their Brad's monitors.
- I've reset the monitors.
You've been here for 29 hours straight.
Why don't you go home and get some rest.
- I can't, he might wake up.
- Mrs. Ziegler, your son's in a coma.
- A coma?
- He might be that way for quite a while.
- How long?
- I don't know.
I can assure you we're
doing everything we can.
The good news is,
there doesn't appear
to be any brain damage.
We can't tell for sure until he wakes up.
- But I just wanna help.
- You'll be better able
to help if you're rested.
When you come back, bring
some of his favorite things,
things he might like, it could help.
- Okay, thanks.
- No one's forcing you to hang around
if you don't want to, Alpha.
- Who said, I don't want to?
Besides,
you can't expect me to leave
him with you, can you Flash?
At least I've got a club
to take him to, you don't.
- I'll get one.
- Yeah, right.
What club would want you?
- Who knows.
Him and me could be a team.
- Get real, he's an outsider.
(suspenseful music)
- Oh, no.
Come on.
- Get him.
- [Flash] Run for it.
(suspenseful music)
- Go.
- Come on.
(feet stomping)
In here, in here, come on.
I told you not to mess
with Brad's monitors.
- What did I do?
- You took a poster.
- So.
(eerie music)
- In the name of the library club.
I claim this book for the
benefit of civilization.
(dog whimpering)
- I know Bentley, I miss him too.
Well, what about this?
You think he'd want this?
(Bentley barking)
Okay.
How about the telescope?
Do you think you'd want the telescope?
(Bentley barking)
I'll bring it back to him.
- Best thing to do is to not
touch anything around here.
- What's that?
- I don't know, I think it's where I live,
I want to go.
See, this is my house near the creek.
Tree fort's here, I wish
I could remember more.
(upbeat music)
- Got you.
In the name of Brad, you're under arrest.
- What did I do?
Everything you say will
be used against you.
(suspenseful music)
Up.
Go.
(The Odyssey theme music)
- Get off it.
- What are you doing here?
- Jay's in the hospital, you know?
- So?
- I think we should both go to
his mom and say, we're sorry.
- Me?
Why should I go?
- He wouldn't have fallen if
you hadn't taken his telescope.
- Yeah?
Well, who's idea was it for him
to sneak up and get it back?
- Hey look, who am I?
- Get up, stupid jerk.
- Great, now what are we supposed to do?
That kids nothing but trouble.
- We've gotta help him out, after all,
it is our fault he got arrested.
- It is not.
- Maybe I can get the President of my club
to petition the head
monitor to let him go.
- Oh, right, like that'll work.
- What's your big idea?
- He's gotta have a trial.
I say, we go in there and
see if we can't help him.
- Mm mm, won't work.
What if they've seen us?
They'll recognize us.
- We'll wear costumes.
- Where will we get something like that?
- I don't know, we'll find something.
- Okay.
But I'll do all the talking.
- How do I know you won't run out on me?
Give me something.
- Like what?
- That book you found.
- What do I get then?
- My goggles.
(monitors beeping)
- Hi, sweetheart.
Brought you some things you might like.
(sad music)
(crowd booing)
- Okay, people.
Okay people.
First off, let's have
a hand for the big guy.
(crowd clapping)
And now, allow me to introduce
one of the grooviest babes ever
to wear the headband of Brad
presiding over the trial circle today,
will you welcome please,
the beautiful, Barr.
(crowd cheering)
- Thank you, thank you.
And, on prosecution,
I give you the Finger.
(crowd cheering)
- Today's defendant is an outsider,
a kid named Jay, of no fixed club,
who defaced, crinkled,
and did willfully trash,
this very happening poster of Brad.
(crowd booing)
Punishment for which is to
put on these cool threads
and become the motive force
of the vehicle of justice.
(crowd cheering)
That's peddling to you.
- I didn't mean anything, I didn't know.
- That's what they all say.
That's what Rolf said.
Now, can I have three objective,
fair-minded individuals
up here for the jury.
Are there any volunteers?
Give us your name and your affiliation.
- My name's Tinker, small repairs club.
- Phil, digging club.
- Sit right down over here, guys.
Is there a third?
- Here.
My name's Flash, I'm with the, uh,
pool club.
- Pool club?
Is that a real club?
What do you do?
- We give kids swimming lessons,
introduce them to water,
stuff like that.
- Anybody want the thankless
task of defending the accused?
- I'll do it your honor.
- And who are you?
- I'm Alpha, from the library club.
- Okay, let's get this show on the road.
How does the defendant plead?
- He's innocent, it's a setup.
- Not guilty, your honor.
- I'm not talking to you,
I'm talking to your lawyer.
- Bum rap, he's taking the fall.
- Guilty with an explanation, your honor.
- Wait, don't I get a chance
to talk to my lawyer first?
(gong dinging)
- The defendant is out of order again.
If you wish to address the court,
you must do it through your lawyer.
- How can I do it through my
lawyer, if I can't talk to her?
- Have we done that before?
Go ahead.
- I don't wanna plead guilty.
- It's not guilty, it's
guilty with an explanation.
- What's the difference?
- We're going for pity.
You're a pathetic lost
kid, without a club.
You're throwing yourself
at the mercy of the court.
Can you cry?
- But I'm innocent.
- They'll go harder on
you if you plead innocent
than if you plead guilty
in the first place.
- But, what if they do find me innocent?
- Ain't gonna happen.
- The prosecution calls its first witness.
Formerly of the notices small
things about other clubs club,
now of the very select cyclist club, Rolf.
(crowd buzzing)
Rolf, do you swear to shun
all mendacity, fabrication,
and spin doctoring, so help you Brad?
- Huh?
- You gonna lie to us Rolf?
- No way, no, sir, not me.
- Objection, your honor.
- Now what is it?
- I happen to know for a fact,
that Rolf is your driver.
I suspect you made a deal with him
that if he testified against my client,
he wouldn't have to
pedal you around anymore.
- Are you accusing me of impropriety?
- No, of course not.
But I happen to know that
Rolf would say anything
to get off the bike detail.
- Would you, Rolf?
- Heck no, your honorous.
- There, that settles
it, overruled, continue.
- Rolf, tell us in your own words,
exactly what awful thing did
you notice about the defendant?
- First thing I noticed were his eyes.
- His eyes?
What did you notice about them?
- They were too close together,
the sign of a criminal mind.
- Interesting.
But, what exactly did he do Rolf?
- He drew all over a poster
of Brad, crumbled it up,
carrying it around for everyone to see,
like he was proud of if, he's guilty.
He's gotta pedal.
- I rest my case
(crowd chanting pedal)
(The Odyssey theme music)
(monitors beeping)
- It's all right, Donna, you can come in.
I know what a shock this must be for you.
- Here's Jay's "King Arthur" book.
It's his favorite, always
meant to give it back.
- I'm sure he'll appreciate it.
- Mrs. Ziegler, I want you
to know I'm really sorry.
I told Jay to go to the tree
fort, it's all my fault.
- Oh no, sweetheart, don't blame yourself.
Accidents happen, it's nobody's fault.
(sad music)
- Did you, or did you not draw
this cheesy looking picture?
- I drew it.
- What is it, anyway?
- It's a map of where I live.
(suspenseful music)
- Something strange is going on here.
How did you find out about
the secret tower places?
- What secret tower places?
- What you've drawn here,
is highly classified,
top secret information
of the inner circle.
Where did you get it?
- I didn't get it, I drew it, from memory.
- Does this mean you're
changing your plea to guilty?
- Forget it, this trials
bogus, it's not fair.
Real justice isn't big
kids bullying little kids,
locking somebody up just
because he's different.
Real justice is where
everyone's treated fairly,
and you have a chance to
tell your side of the story
and they listen, no matter who you are,
or where you're from,
or what you look like.
Even if you are alone and strange.
- Wow, outrageous.
- Where do you get off your little goof?
You better show some respect.
- Not guilty, not guilty.
- Not guilty.
- Not guilty.
(crowd chanting not guilty)
- Have you been influencing the jury?
- Me?
No.
- What's this?
What are you doing with a
book from the library club?
- I'm afraid no children are allowed
in the intensive care ward.
- But I was just visiting.
- I'm sorry, this is too
upsetting for a child.
- I've been in lots of hospitals.
- I can't help it, this is our policy.
- Don't worry, I'll find
a way to get you in.
- Bye.
- Bye.
(sad music)
- Bye, Jay.
- I bought it, I got a library card.
- Why don't you read us something.
- Okay.
Once upon a time, a long, long time ago.
- I'm an old man now,
but then I was already past my prime
when Arthur was crowned king.
You can't read, can you?
This is yours, isn't it?
And yet, the juror had it?
After all this talk about justice,
these three have lied to us.
(crowd chanting)
- That's enough.
Take all three of them
to the friendship mission for reeducation,
this show is over.
- Come on, run for it.
- He's getting away.
- Don't let him get away.
- [Alpha] Let go of me you creep.
- What are you doing, come on.
- I'm not leaving without her.
- It's now or never man.
- Tie them up.
- Take your hands off.
Stop it.
- Gimme it.
Thanks for coming back for me.
- That's okay, you guys came back for me.
I wonder where Flash is?
- Probably still running.
- Maybe
(upbeat music)
(The Odyssey theme music)