The Outpost (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Strange Bedfellows - full transcript

Previously
on "The Outpost"...

Are you crazy? You brought
a Plagueling inside the walls?

What do you want me
to figure out?

Why do some people
get stuck by one and turn,

and how did it happen to
my friend here in the Outpost?

Who wants one?
I'm looking for a tattoo.

Same one Toru Magmoor had.

But you're not
going to kill him.

- It's Bill.
- Did you enjoy my little gift?

Keep looking over
your shoulder, Worm.

Likewise.



I know
you've got a secret.

And you want it kept that way.

Of course I have secrets.
What woman doesn't?

Clear your mind or you won't
be able to banish the Lu-Qiri.

- Can you do that, Talon?
- I don't know.

Well, you'd better,
'cause you're the only one

in this world who can.

Gather the Bones, ride
at once for Gallwood Outpost.

Don't fail.

Thank you again
for agreeing to spar with me.

The pleasure is all mine.

Although, I must say,
I'm surprised you asked me.

I mean, I was trained
by the Prime Order's finest.

Oh, really? Fancy.



You know there's only a handful
of men still alive

with my level of training.

- Really?
- Mm.

Well, how about women?

That stance
is old Nordejorrian.

Is that where you trained?

Keep guessing.

Oh.

That is a nice move.

Very unorthodox.

Are you going to try now?

All right. All right.

I'll stop holding back.

I've fought two kinds
of men before.

Ones that fight harder
against me

'cause they get a rush
out of fighting a woman.

And ones that
are afraid to hit me.

They feel guilty.

Oh, is that so?

And which one am I?

You're the kind
that's easy to beat.

Oh, really?
Well, let's go again.

Sucker for punishment, are you?

Oh, I won't go easy
on you this time.

Where did you learn
to fight like this?

Huh?

Who trained you?

I tell you what,

if I force you to submit,
then you have to tell me.

Sounds like a good deal.

It means I won't be telling you.

Does it, now?

Yeah... you...

Wow.

I win.

- Now, pay up.
- You cheated.

You let your guard down.

How else am I supposed
to beat a stronger opponent?

So you admit it?
I'm the stronger opponent?

I still win.
Now, tell me who trained you.

Me.

Come on, now. We had a deal.

And that's the answer... me.

You expect me to believe that

you taught yourself all that?

Yes.

Plus, I was
kind of born with it.

I've always been
faster than anyone,

stronger than I look...

and somehow I can anticipate
my opponent's next move.

But you obviously
practice a lot.

Everywhere I go, I look for
people I can learn from.

Like me.

Yes, like you.

Are you going to get off me now?

You surprise me.

I get that a lot.

- Talon?
- Gwynn!

- Gwynn, we were just, uh...
- There you are.

- I should go.
- Oh, don't be silly.

I've been looking
for you all over.

Someone told me I could find you
here at the wall with Garret.

- We were sparring.
- Is that what it's called?

I'm bored. Shall we go off
and get into some trouble?

Gwynn?

You can't come, Captain.
It's a girls' night.

Thank you so much.
I needed that.

- Rough week for business?
- Yeah, you could say that.

- How's law enforcement?
- Oh, it's a mess.

- I caught a murderer this week.
- Hmm?

Confession and all.

Then Calkussar's brat walks in,
Gwynn, throws a fit,

and next thing I know,
I'm setting the killer loose.

It's not like him to interfere.

How could a girl force her
father's hand like that, huh?

How much do you know
about Calkussar?

As much as anyone else.

You know, he was
the king's personal guard.

He was paid off when the
Prime Order came for the king.

He was the one
that opened the gate,

and, as a reward, he was made
commander of this place.

So the King's guard
manages to survive the purge

and gets a command post
out of it?

Apparently... apparently,
the wife didn't agree,

so, uh, so she hung herself
in shame.

So he took the daughter,
brought her here.

- It doesn't add up.
- Mm.

King's guard taking orders
from his daughter.

I mean, she must
have secrets about him.

Mm-hmm.

There was a governess
who looked after wee Gwynn

for just a few years.

And I think she's still
here in the Outpost.

I think she runs a tannery,

so she might know something.

Elinor, you're brilliant.

- I owe you one.
- Good.

'Cause I need a favor from you.

So, what's this favor
you're talking about?

Well, you're familiar
with the Worm?

He's staying with Corabel Rhymes
at the moment.

- The widow?
- Yeah, yeah.

He's... he's servicing her
the same way you do me.

Anyway, I need you
to arrest him.

What?

Well, Elinor, I don't think
it's against the law

to be pleasurin' an old lady.

He cut off Bill's head
and sent it to me in a sack.

Do you think
that's reason enough?

- He did?
- Yeah.

Why didn't you tell me?

Are you all right?

Been better.

Well, I'll have him
picked up straightaway.

Good, thank you.

And, um...
condolences about Bill?

Nah, that's all right.

He was never one
of my favorites, anyway.

Beg your pardon, ma'am.

I wouldn't count
on seeing the Worm again.

Just so you know, Garret isn't
easily distracted by women.

Other than myself, of course.

Do you think... Gwynn,
it's nothing like that.

Men just have a hard time
believing I can fight.

They want to test me,
I mean, they're not convinced

until I knock them
on their asses.

I'm sure. But, still,
it would be a pity

if you mistook his
occupational interest in you

as something more than that.

If you're afraid I'm trying to
come between you and your man,

let me assure you,
I have no intention.

Of course you don't.

Have you ever played
Octor before, Talon?

- Octor?
- Yes, it's a wonderful game.

But don't worry, I'll teach you.

Oh, I don't have any money.

Well, that's okay. I've brought
enough for the both of us.

Oy, tavern wench, you're late.

Your shift started at nightfall.

- Is she talking to you?
- Go on.

Go get that buxom dress on
and start serving the men.

I'm taking the night off.

Dog's beans you are.

I'll pay her barmaid's wages
for the night.

You'll pay double,
cover my losses.

Ten bronze beads.

Janzo, you're on
your own tonight.

Good, that's settled.

Boys, may I introduce
my dear friend, Talon?

She's never played before,
so go easy on her.

Gentlemen, it's an honor.

Oh, Talon, none
of these men are gentlemen,

and there is nothing
honorable at this table.

Sit down.

Right, uh, can someone
please explain the rules?

It's simple. Each Octocard
has symbols and colors.

There are six colors
and five symbols.

Maybe I should just
sit out this one.

I don't want to lose your money.

Don't worry.
I'll win more than you lose.

As I was saying,
the dealer deals the cards.

Well, I was more than
a governess to Lady Gwynn.

I taught her reading, sewing,

the histories, languages,
economics.

That's quite an education
for a base commander's daughter.

Master Calkussar was very
particular about her education.

That's why
they brought me out here,

to make sure it was
just as he desired.

Really?

That mustn't have come cheap.

My price was fair.

All those years with Calkussar
and his daughter,

you must have seen things,
heard things.

Anything ever make you feel like

you were being
kept from secrets?

They were private people,

if that's what you mean.

I wasn't even permitted
to clean Gwynn's bedroom.

She did all that herself.

Is that so?

Well, you've been
most informative.

My appreciation to you.

Now, get out.

So this is where you trade in
the cards you don't want.

I'll take five.

- There you are.
- I guess I'll take two.

- You sure you only need two?
- I think so.

- Ten?
- Let her play, hmm?

You're playing
on borrowed money.

Are you sure you
understand the rules?

- Understands just fine.
- I mean, I think so.

What's it called again when
they're all the same color?

Well, that's a full
suite, but that's very rare.

Very rare.
I've never seen it.

You've gotta be kidding me.

- Beginner's luck.
- I flip.

- Flip.
- Flip. Me too.

- So, I win?
- Yes.

Let's see those cards,
little lady.

You don't have to show them.
Winner's privilege.

What's she got then?
Can you see?

I can't see nothing.

So I guess we start again?

Damn right we do.

I need another card.

Oh, shut up.

- Drinks! I want a drink!
- Janzo!

- We want more drinks!
- Janzo!

Where are the drinks?

- Yes!
- Thanks, Janzo.

Mm.

More of these.

Cheers!

There's been a mistake.

Who do I pay to get released?

This mute won't tell me who.

You.

Well done, Mistress.

I admire your determination.

Fine, I'll cut you in
for as much colipsum

as you can possibly sell.

- Where do you get it from?
- What?

Your colipsum.
Who's your supplier?

You wouldn't believe me
if I told you.

I don't believe anything

that comes out
of your twisted little mouth.

So, what's the point?

It doesn't have to be like this.
We can be partners.

Don't want to be your partner.
You killed my son.

Wait. Bill was your son?

And my brother.

I didn't know that. What can
I do to make it up to you?

I want your supplier.

Who sells it to you?
Where do you make the exchange?

Who's your contact?

Don't know any names.

Uh-huh.

You're a liar.

No! No!

You hustled us.

So guess what happens next.

You leave with your tail
between your legs.

I believe you were
about to leave.

And how were you
planning on doing that?

Tail between legs.

Very good.
You're a good listener.

Well, don't just stand there.
Make sure they really left.

I take it you've played
a little Octor in your day.

A little.

Come on, let's go
before they return.

I am so sick of those
pesky guards.

Would you get the coins?

Good morning, Marshal.

- A good morning?
- No. Not really.

And you, Madam Calkussar.

My men have been on the lookout
for you since third watch.

Where is she?

Oh.

Do you care to explain?

Explain what?

You ditched your escorts,

went out the back of a tavern,
and disappeared.

I feared you were both dead.

We had a little bit
too much to drink,

got some fresh air, and
came back here and passed out.

Is there something
wrong with that?

Yes, everything
is wrong with that.

She could've been attacked
or killed.

We were never in any danger.

I was with Talon the whole time.

And apparently she can
trounce you in a fair fight,

so Talon's better protection,
anyway.

Gwynn, come with me.

- I'll do as I please.
- Now.

Your father is about
to castrate the men

whose job it was to protect you,

so maybe show some respect.

Well, then, take me to him...

Captain.

From now on,
you stay away from her.

You know what I was thinking?
I was thinking

I should just shoot you now
and be done with it.

Why are you even here?

It's a beautiful morning.

Why don't you
take a look outside?

Go on, act surprised.

Have a good think how
you're gonna explain this one.

"Oh, it wasn't me.
I don't know anything about it."

Who is he?

Who was he?

He was a poultry farmer
from the old end of town.

That's where he died,
by the way.

I know that 'cause that's where
most of his blood was found.

Then his body was dragged
across town

and nailed under your window
like a love letter.

It wasn't me. I was with Gwynn.

The entire night, I know.

Which goes a long way
to explain

why Madame Calkussar
has such a strong desire

to keep your head firmly
attached to your shoulders.

Gwynn and I are just friends.
That's all.

I don't appreciate what
you're implying, Marshal.

I don't care
what you appreciate.

What I care about
is I've seen more murders

since you came here than
I usually do the whole season.

But don't worry,
the Gate Keeper, that's me,

gets to decide who stays
and who goes from this Outpost.

And even Gwynny's daddy
can't deny me that.

So I'm ordering you,

get out of my Outpost
and never come back.

I can't do that.

Oh, you will do that. You will!

You've got until sundown
or I'll throw you out.

And when the killing persists
even after I'm gone?

Oh, I'm willing to wager that

whatever you brought with you
will leave with you.

It's not that simple.

You got until sundown.

I'll see you at the gate.

I thought you didn't
make weapons.

I'm forging one last blade.

I'm going after the demon today.

Last night,
it killed an old man.

That is... regrettable.

But you've barely
begun training.

If you face Baphnoro,
he will kill you.

Better me than another
innocent victim every night.

Their blood is on my hands.
And yours.

Have you rid yourself of every
shadow of doubt and fear?

- Not really.
- Then you aren't ready.

Then help me.

Baphnoro hates you
and wants to kill you.

That's not really helping with

the whole "fear and doubt"
thing.

- What did I ever do to him?
- Not you, your people.

They banished the Lu-Qiri
to a wasteland

where they have
suffered now for centuries.

But it could've killed me
already and it let me live.

It's listened to me
once already.

Don't be too sure about that.

- It wanted you left alive.
- To torture me?

- Perhaps.
- Then why else?

Because you're the only one
who can let the others in.

But I'm not going
to let any others in.

And as soon as it realizes that,
it will end your life.

Till I learn to control it.

Yes, with the voice of command.

So, that's it.
You're not going to help me.

There's nothing more I can do

than rely on my faith in
the prophecy to keep you alive.

Again, not at all reassuring.

There you are. It's about time
you helped out a little bit.

- I can't right now.
- Oh, come on.

Last night, you left me
high and dry. Least you can do.

- Here.
- Fine.

Any luck find... any luck
finding that Bones tattoo?

I feel like I've checked
half the Outpost.

Hmm. Same here.

Whoever he is,
he's either left town

or he's keeping
his arms covered.

So, uh, you and Lady Calkussar

made quite the scene last night.

Gwynn?
Yeah, we had fun.

Captain Garret
seemed pretty mad.

He was?

You know what? Don't tell
anyone, but between us two,

she's madly in love with him.
That's what everyone says.

And he feels the same way
about her, too.

It's just what everybody says.

Well, I'm sure they're perfect
for each other.

It's hard for us regular guys
to compete with a man like him.

He's got it all...
muscles, looks, the uniform.

- Yes, us women love that stuff.
- Don't you?

His uniform makes him
my sworn enemy,

muscles usually
make men brutish,

and good looks
make them presumptuous.

I suppose that's good news
for me, then, isn't it?

Because I'm none
of those things.

Really? Now is the time
you want to do this?

Even the birds despise me.

Oh, so you like a man that can
make you laugh, do you?

As a matter of fact, I do.

- Here, let me get that for you.
- Don't touch it.

That's it.

That's how... huh.

Are you all right?

I just need to go
and check something.

You're welcome.

I must politely insist

that you never pull
anything like that again.

I didn't see you there. Sorry.

- I meant with Gwynn.
- Gwynn?

Oh, your precious Lady Gwynn

isn't as straight-laced
as she seems.

She's perfectly capable
of causing her own trouble.

Oh, well, that's saying a lot,
coming from you.

What are you afraid of?

Some of my low class
might rub off onto her?

No, I... I wouldn't expect
you to understand.

Oh, I understand perfectly.

I swore an oath to protect her.
It's my first duty.

What, because she's rich?

Because her father commanded it?

No, it... it's more
complicated than that.

Because you're in love with her.

She was safe with me, Captain.

Or have you forgotten about
your bruises on your backside?

Speaking of which...

are we still on for tonight?

Top of the wall,
start of first watch?

Tonight's complicated.
I have things I need to do.

Do them quickly, then.
'Cause I won't wait all night.

Presumptuous.

How goes the recruiting?

They're coming in
fast and thick now.

More than three score yesterday.

Good. Keep up the pace. We don't
know how much time we have.

Yes, sir.

Raelius, did all these people
turn themselves in?

Mostly. Some were
reported by others

when they were seen being
injected by a Plagueling.

Those of you who
turned yourselves in,

you've done honorably
and you have my thanks.

You'll be given extra
food and wine rations

until you're cleared
for duty again.

Hopefully soon.

You there, what's your name?

Open your mouth.

Wider.

I had to do that
for your protection.

Those of you not infected
would've been infected by him.

Wrap up the body.

- I need it for research.
- Yes, sir.

Got it.

We really need to find
a better system

for moving around these bodies.

We're holding the funeral
tomorrow.

- Huh?
- Kell.

I need his body
for the ceremony,

so I brought you this one.

Careful.

He was a tough bastard.

Saved my life more than once.

So... what have you learned?

Well, I found
his injection site.

It was on his left leg.

I remember that.
He said it didn't reach him.

Maybe he didn't notice it,
you know,

in the heat of the battle.

- What else did you find?
- That's it.

It's been days
and all you've done

is find a needle mark
on his leg?

The arm infection's
coming on nicely.

- Isn't it glorious?
- No, it's disgusting.

Why... why would that
be glorious?

- Hmm.
- Hey.

Does it mean something
that can help us?

What it means is
that the injected venom

must contain the larvae
that then develops

into the fully-formed
parasite, but,

if the venom causes
a secondary infection, well,

that might just help us
identify the host...

- Janzo!
- What?

You see Talon fairly often,
right?

Yes, she works with me,
when she wants to show up.

Great. Um, just do me a favor,
would you,

and just kind of
keep an eye on her?

You know, things she does,
things she says.

What kind of things?

Oh, you know,
just, uh... things.

And then tell me about them.

Oh! So you want me
to spy on her.

No. No, no, no, no.

My intentions are
completely honorable.

I'm just curious.

Huh? You know...

man to man.

Got it.

- "Man to man."
- Great.

Great.

Um, just...

- get back to your research.
- Hmm.

Let's go find her!

Janzo! You down there?
We're open!

Janzo!

Oh!

Maybe she climbed down
over the wall,

not by the gate, sir.

Not this one. She's still here.
Keep looking.

Munt! Wake up, you big dummy.

I wanna to get on with this,
I'm losing my patience.

Okay. Do you have something

to tell me
before we get started?

You need me.

I'd rather kill you.

Then get it over with.

Okay.

For the last time,
who is your supplier?

Hello, my little friends.

All right, let's give it
another go.

- Wait, wait, wait!
- I'm listening.

Way I see it, I give you
my connection, I'm dead.

The only way I stay alive
is if we make a deal.

Better be a damn good deal.

I'll give you all the colipsum
you want, at cost.

How do I know
you're not cheating me?

You can ask around, find out
what others are paying.

All right.

You don't give my competitors
any colipsum,

not for 100 leagues.

Fifty leagues.

Cedric!

So, how goes the interrogation?

Is he guilty?

You mean
regarding whether

he chopped off
my son's head or not?

I'm afraid I haven't been able
to uncover any new evidence.

- Is that so?
- Mm.

Mother! I know how he did it.

- The Worm, he uses birds.
- What are you on about?

Messenger birds.
His supplier, Mum.

This is how
he communicates with him.

This is his messenger bird.

Janzo. Oh!

Muah! Thank you!

My beautiful, brilliant boy!

Marshal, did you know

that I've just got a full
confession from The Worm?

No, I did not.

You sure about it this time?

Sure as I'm standing here.

You know, he even bragged
about cutting the head off

of my poor Bill, who
you know I loved very much.

Well, well, well.

Looks like I will get to execute
someone this week after all.

Wait, you don't have to do that,
we've got his birds.

Janzo. Go back to the Shade.

There's dark deeds
need doing now.

No! Mum, if you do this,
this will be my fault.

Janzo, he killed your brother.
The law is the law.

Go on, off you go.

- Can I watch?
- 'Course you can.

We had a deal! You lying whore!

Marshal!

I can pay!
I've got lots of gold!

All the goods
that you could ever want!

No! No, I'm begging you!

I, Gate Marshal Cedric Wythers,

acting magistrate
of Gallwood Outpost,

hereby make judgment
on your mortal person.

You are here and now condemned
for the murder of Bill Chadwick,

for the which crime
you'll be sentenced to death.

No! You can't do this!

I'll give you the name!
I'll give you my...

Oh, come on, Janzo,
we're short-staffed.

I know you're there.

You can't kill anymore.
I won't let you.

That's right, hide.

You know what I am.

I-I command you,

return to your world!