The Outpost (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - The Book of Names - full transcript

Talon promises to find the mysterious "Book of Names"; Gwynn's true identity is revealed; Talon agrees to escort Janzo to meet the Worm's colipsum supplier.

Previously on "The Outpost"...

I spilled a lot of
Blackblood that night.

- But not as much as The Wolf.
- Who is this Wolf?

That blacksmith you've
been spending so much time with.

I want to send a letter
to The Worm's supplier.

You brought a Plagueling inside?
What do you want me to work out?

Those are The Bones,
the men who killed your family.

I've written two dispatches to
be delivered to the Prime Order

in the event
of my untimely death.

This is our only chance

to protect the Outpost
from the Prime Order.



Or should I say "Your Majesty"?

To satisfy the law,
Talon will be executed.

I'll send it back and never open
that door again. Tell me how.

I told you - without a shadow
of doubt or fear.

You should never have turned
your back on me, old Wolf.

- You're good, Blackblood.
- Better than you.

It was you.

- The Lu-Qiri?
- I sent him back.

Why?

I don't understand.

You are one of the scum
that killed my people,

my family.

Not my finest hour,

but I'm not sorry I did it.



You son of a bitch.

Because if I hadn't been there,

I would never
have discovered you.

You're no better
than the rest of them.

You're right.
I was no better.

But when your Lu-Qiri
came between my arrow and you,

I looked into
your little eyes...

I changed.

And since then
I've dedicated my life

to studying the prophecies,

searching for understanding

in the hope
that I would find you.

You should have told me.

If I had,
would you have listened to me?

Or stuck a sword in me?

Promise me...

you'll fulfill the prophecy.

I don't even know
what the prophecy is.

It's humankind's only hope.

For you,

so you never forget.

Find the Book of Names.

What? The book of what?

The...

No, no, no.
Don't die on me, old bastard.

Find...

You haven't much time.

The Dragman is coming.

The Dragman will find you.

- I don't understand.
- The Dragman will find you.

Find the Book of Names.
Promise me.

I promise.

Ambassador.
To what do I owe the honor?

No need for formalities.

You're Karric Unger,

Acolyte of the Shrine
at Hadrian's Pass.

That was many years ago.

I have a family now.

We pay tribute to the Order
every harvest.

And a lovely family it is, too.

I'm searching
for the Vex Rezicon.

The Book of Names?
I've never seen it.

It is kept in the Sanctum
by the Elders.

The Elders are dead.

When the greyskins attacked the
Shrine, they killed everyone.

Except you.

- I was out gathering...
- You abandoned your sworn duty.

Relax.
All I want is the Vex.

Is it still in the Shrine?

Perhaps the greyskins took it.

Or burned it. Who knows?

You don't want me to find
the Book of Names, do you?

I don't know where it is.
I swear to the gods.

You lie to me,

even when you have
so much to lose.

- So much.
- I would never lie.

Choose.

What? No! Please!

Choose or I will choose for you.

Me!

I choose me!

I admire the creativity
of your choice.

Do not lie to me again.
Where is the book?

It's inside the altar of fire.

- How does one open it?
- I don't know!

They only took it out once
while I was there.

They lit fires and chanted
something, that's all I know!

I swear!

You should have died with
your brothers at the Shrine.

Please don't hurt them.

No!

No! No!

You're a man who watches
tragedy unfold

and does nothing to stop it.

This time,
it'll be your tragedy.

Please don't!
They've done nothing!

Shh. Just watch.

When the moon is aflame,

a Blackblood will summon...

the slayers of men,

to conquer and purge...

I can finally get back
to you, my friend.

Hmmm.

It's fascinating.

"When the moon is aflame,

a Blackblood will summon
the slayers of men,

to conquer and purge
the oppressors of old."

Even in death, you nag me.

"Find it," you said,

not "Get it off the shelf."

Never made anything
easy, did you?

Talon.

Didn't mean to startle you.

When you sneak up on someone
without announcing,

it startles them.

I, um, I heard
Shek killed the smith.

I'm terribly sorry.

I know how close he was to you.

He was the Bones
I was looking for.

What?

He has the mark?

Would you like help
disposing of the body?

No. I'm going to
bury him myself.

Okay.

You doing some reading?

I can't.

It's all written
in this weird language.

- That's Yindrian.
- Of course it is.

No, it is. I can read...
well, parts of it.

I can actually read and write
12 different tongues,

but, um, I can only
really speak three.

You're amazing.

Do you really mean that?

I'm, um, I'm a little rusty
on Yindrian, actually,

since, uh, no one speaks it,

Yindrians all being slaughtered
by the Prime Order.

- They're all dead?
- Hm, just like your people.

I'm sorry.
That was very insensitive of me.

Why?

Just reminding you about
another awful genocide.

It was horrible, I'm sorry.

Why would the Prime Order
wipe them out?

Oh.

Well, I guess most
ancient prophecies

were written
in their native tongue.

So if there's no one left
to translate them, well,

the Prime Order can interpret
the texts however they wish.

It's a wonderful language,
by the way.

I could just sit here
and read it for days.

It's just so colorful
and interesting.

Did you know that in Yindrian

there's 20 different words
for "sky"?

Well, knock yourself out. You
can read everything in the room.

Really? You don't mind?

Just keep your eyes open

for something called
the Book of Names.

The Book of Names?

Okay.

Why?

I promised the smith
I would find it.

He made it sound
very important.

There you are, Janzo.

Been looking all over for you.

- Why?
- Good news.

Mistress said the bird came.

It's not good news, Munt.
Not for me, anyway.

Hold that thought.
I'll be right back.

Yes? You sent for me.

Commander Calkussar
says the time has come.

Today I'll be introduced
at the encampment.

What, now?

We've only just properly
begun their training.

We dare not wait any longer.

The Prime Order
grows suspicious.

I heard about Talon,

that she survived.

Yes.

Did you intervene?

No.

No, I would never do that
without your orders to do so.

Then how?

It's complicated.

But, um, there is something

you should know... about Talon.

Go on.

I know what
you're going to say.

You do?

- Talon can summon demons.
- You're in love with Talon.

What?

Where have you been, boy?
My man on the wall

saw the birds
fly in before midday.

Couldn't believe it myself.

"Gallows Rock.
Sundown, before dark moon.

Bring all gold."

- "Before dark moon"? That's...
- That's tomorrow night.

Tomorrow night?
That's so exciting!

- You shouldn't be ex...
- Ow!

You shouldn't be excited.
You should be terrified.

Gallows Rock is
where bad things happen.

You could be dealing
with the Nordejori bandits,

or even
the Denalese smugglers.

You're good with words, talk
your way out of any problem.

What? Me?
No, no, no, absolutely not.

I am way...

I am way too busy.

I'm helping
Captain Garret Spears

with a Plagueling problem
and...

and I'm helping
dear Talon translate some...

Captain Spears and that girl

are more important to you
than your mother?

No, of course not. But, oh, Mum,
on the way to Gallows Rock

are the Plaguelings,
not to mention that

the bandits are probably
the ones selling the stuff.

Either way,
I'm going to be dead.

- Munt will look after you.
- No.

No?

No?

After everything I've done
for you?

You ungrateful little twit!

Mother, I have done everything
you have ever asked for,

right or wrong, but this time

you're going to have to
find somebody else.

There isn't anybody else!

Bill's dead,
and Munt's a halfwit!

Munt will look after you.

Munt would have me dead
if it came down to it.

You listen to me.

I'm the one who took you in,
I fed you, I clothed you,

I raised you as my own.

And I can put your little ass

back out on the street again
any time I want.

I appreciate what you're saying.

I just believe that going
into the colipsum trade so big

is a grave mistake.

I've made a lot
of grave mistakes in my life.

Don't you be one of them.

You caused nothing but pain
and suffering in my life...

but I'm gonna miss you, old man.

Well, I suppose it's one less
body I have to clean up.

There's one in the Nightshade,
three more in the sewer.

And one more in the street.

Had a busy night.

All the Bones are dead.

The Lu-Qiri's gone.

You won't have
any more trouble from me.

I'll leave the Outpost
as agreed.

Good, but, uh,
before I escort you out,

Lady Calkussar
requests your presence.

Here she is.

Still alive, as it happens.

Marshal, wait outside.
This doesn't concern you.

Talon...

we have so much to talk about.

Start with how you decide
to let Wythers take my head.

It was not a decision
that I made lightly.

At the time,
I could see no other way.

Than to save your own skin.
I understand.

Are we done here?
I have to be gone by sundown.

Wythers blackmailed me
to get to you.

I hated myself for what I did.

Please, I wish you to stay.

Help me overthrow
the Prime Order.

What?

Is that why you want me here?

To help you commit treason?

Just stop letting your tongue
run wild and listen.

My name is not Gwynn,

and Commander Calkussar
is not my father.

I am Rosmund,
daughter of King Ranulf,

which makes me
heir to the realm.

So let's say I believe you.

What do I do now?
Am I supposed to kneel?

No. No, not at all.

I hope that we can still
be friends.

Yes, well, we can always hope.

And I'm hoping that
you'll join our cause.

What can a few hundred men
at the Outpost

do against the Prime Order?

We have more men than you think.

And with your help, Talon,
we'll have more than just men.

You'll have men, plus a woman.

Tell me of this demon.

So does everyone know
about that now?

Only those who need to know.

The demon is gone.
I sent it back where it belongs.

Well, tell me more.
I want to understand.

Are there more than one
such creature?

So I've been told,
but I only have one name.

That's how I summon them,
by its name.

Then you need to find more.
How did you find the first one?

The smith, but he's dead now.

- The Book of Names.
- What?

I have to go.

But you'll stay here?
At the Outpost?

For now.

We're done here. Stop reading.

I'm just getting started.

And I've already learned
so much already.

Why don't you want to know?

Because I think the Book of
Names is actually a book full...

Full of demon names?

You see, I've been doing
some reading.

Now, you do have black blood,
don't you?

Hmm? You see, I'm sure I read
somewhere in here

something about the Blackbloods
summoning the Lu-Qiri...

Oh, Lu-Qiri is a different
name for demon.

I know what a Lu-Qiri is,
Janzo.

'Cause that's what stabbed you,
isn't it? Hmm?

The Lu-Qiri?
You're basically a witch.

And... and if you...

if you had access to all of
these demon names, well,

you could just summon up
a whole army of them.

And that is precisely why
we're not doing this.

- Not this one.
- Give it to me, Janzo.

You made a promise to the smith

that you would find
the Book of Names.

- It's not that simple.
- No.

Not as simple
as sticking to your word

and carrying out the smith's
last dying wish?

Oh, shut up.

Look, even if you did find
the Book of Names,

it doesn't mean
that you have to use it.

I don't think
I'll be able to find it.

And I... I don't know
how to speak

or read "Yindarian" and...

Yindrian...

Yindrian.

I can only look
at the pictures.

It's not a problem -
I already told you

I will sit here for days

and read through all
of these books just for you.

Why are you always
so nice to me, Janzo?

I just like being around
somebody like you, that's all.

I find your life to be
interesting and thrilling.

Also, I kind of need
a little small favor in return.

What kind of favor?

Well, you see, I'm... I'm going
traveling for a few days

and to deliver some stuff,
and I need a travel companion.

You know, somebody to talk to
and help me carry the stuff.

Well, it's not
a little favor, is it?

Oh, right.

I suppose neither is translating

all of these books and papers.

Will you come with me?

The smith said I need
to find the Book of Names

before something called
the Dragman finds me.

"Before the Dragman finds you"?

Mm-hmm.

Why?

Is there something
you know about it?

No.

Then why are you acting weird?

Just in Yindrian,
there's a word, Drogemane...

- Which means?
- "Death."

Death?

Maybe. Maybe not. Come on.

Pick up two or
three of these books

and we can help solve
your problem along the way.

- I don't know.
- Talon.

If you don't come with me,
I may not survive.

Then who's going to translate
all of these books for you, hmm?

So the truth is you don't

actually want me there
for my company, do you?

- You want my protection.
- Pretty much.

And also there might be some...

some Plaguelings and...
and bandits along the way.

But it'll be really fun.
Come on, let's go.

These men you've gathered,

how do you know they're gonna
rally for our cause?

Common men aren't concerned
about causes.

They care about their own necks,
their next meal,

and the safety of their loved
ones, probably in that order.

We'll promise them all three.

You have a low opinion
of the common man.

Halt. They must be

on their way to the Outpost
for the late shipment.

Or because of Magmoor.

Hail!

We've got 20 score swords
in the wagon.

We can't afford to lose them.
Not now.

I'll take care of this.

If anything happens, you
protect Gwynn at all costs.

Come on.

Captain McNor.

Spears. Been a long time.

Indeed. What are you doing
all the way out here?

We're just about to break camp
for our final leg to the Outpost

to collect that shipment
of armaments you owe us.

And here you come with it.

It's better late than never.
Don't worry about the shipment.

We'll take it the rest
of the way to Eckly Station.

Nonsense.
We'll take it from here.

I have very direct orders
to accompany the shipment...

And I have remanded
those orders, Captain.

Do you have the relinquishment
papers and inventories?

Of course.

Right here.

- Help him.
- Come on, yah!

Yah!

Yah!

Aah! Yah! Yah!

Yah!

Gwynn!

Yah! Yah! Yah!

Garret!

Yah!

- Yah! Yah!
- Yah!

Yah!

Hah!

Yah!

Aah!

Garret!

Yah! Yah!

Are you all right?

Looks like the Commander still
has some fight left in him.

I think it's about time
you tell me

what's really in the barrels.

I know you didn't bring me
out this far to deliver wine.

I suppose you do
have a right to know.

So, we are going
to Gallows Rock

to buy an undisclosed volume

of raw colipsum
from an unknown seller.

So what's in those barrels?

Gold. A small fortune in gold.

I should kill you and take
that gold, you stupid idiot.

You know whoever
you're meeting up there

is planning to kill you
and take that gold.

What makes you so sure?

So where is
this Gallows Rock, anyway?

It's on the high mountain road.

It's a shame, really,
because it's so beautiful.

But ever since the upper mines
dried up, well,

no one really goes there
anymore.

No one really goes that way
anymore?

Are you listening
to yourself?

Listen, I told you
it was dangerous.

The Mistress has
finally done you in.

Are you even sure there's gold
in those barrels and not rocks?

Yeah, of course I'm sure.

There, you see?

I'm taking my share
before we get robbed.

Uh, share? Who said anything
about a share?

No, no, no. You are here in
exchange for reading your books.

You won't be reading anything
when you're dead.

Do you think
I'm going to be dead?

I'll try to not let
that happen.

- This is just insurance.
- Excuse me.

I'm going to need those coins
to trade the colipsum.

I'm almost certain they're not
going to count every coin.

Come on.

- We're leaving the cart here.
- Why?

Short cut. It'll save us
half a day. Come on, help me.

Help me.

There's so many.

This is only
the beginning.

When people find out about you
and who you are,

men will flock to your banners.

I've done nothing
to deserve their loyalty

except be born
to the right parents.

Which means the gods
are in your blood.

You were put in this world

to make things right again.

I don't know if I can do that.

You must try. Your whole life
has led to this moment.

Otherwise, the real Gwynn,

she gave her life for naught.

Then it's time I fulfill
my father's promise.

Both my fathers.

This is the furthest
I've ever been. How about you?

I've pretty much been
everywhere.

- Been to the capital?
- No.

Wouldn't last long there.

The Covenant controls everything

from the roads to the markets.

There's no gambling,
no fighting, no drinking.

I've heard
it's quite immaculate.

The walls are meant to be
covered in pure white marble.

And... and the towers, they have
this gold trim around them.

I've always wanted to see it.

It's all a show
to hide the evil that's inside.

They're all murderers,
every single one of them.

Just nod your head
and keep walking.

If you stop,
they'll expect something.

A song for the lady
and her companion?

♪ I met a fair lady
with hair like the sun ♪

♪ Her eyes were like moonbeams,
lips second to none ♪

♪ She had castles of gold
And she's great in the sack ♪

♪ But the only thing wrong
was the hump on her back ♪

♪ Yes, the hump on her back,
the hump on her back ♪

♪ The girl of my dreams
has a hump on her back ♪

♪ I could drape her in pearls ♪

♪ But it won't change the fact ♪

♪ That the woman I love ♪

♪ Has a hump on her back ♪

Oh, absolutely. It takes
a little bit of money.

- Perfect, I'll take that.
- Hey, what about me?

To be fair,
the song was half mine.

Well, I don't really
have much.

- What about this? Come, share.
- No. No!

- Now don't you want to share?
- No.

Oh, holding out on us,
aren't you?

No!

Looks like the price
of our song just went up.

Off with that pack now,
rich boy.

Yours too, my fine, fine lady.

- It's not our money.
- Oh, it's not your money?

I couldn't agree more.

Good one, sis.

Now here's a tasty thing.

I'm thinking you're gonna take
off more than just that pack.

Why don't you take off
them heavy clothes, too?

How much is it worth to you?

Huh? Aah!

Ow! Ow!

Janzo, duck!

Aah!

Don't leave me, you witch!

Ah.

As I said,
how much is it worth to you?

Please, I didn't mean anything
by what I said earlier.

Please! Ow!
It was just a little joke!

How much is this little joke
worth to you?

We should go.

Y... yes, please!
Listen to your man.

- He's not my man.
- Then your lover?

I wish!

Sorry. I wish that we could
stay and chat,

but, um, well, we've really got
still a long way to go.

Show mercy. You've already
broken my arm and my leg.

And you don't think
I should break

just one more very little thing?

- No!
- I don't.

You're lucky my lover
has such a forgiving nature.

Yes, thank you.

I'll just go back to my music.

Thanks, mate.

Lover?

Next time when I say,
"Keep walking," keep walking.

Sorry, it's just
that their music

is ever so catchy,
you must admit.

You better start translating,
I have a feeling

you're not going to make it
back to the Outpost.

Really?

For as long as there have been
greyskins and humans,

we've been at war.

They are our mortal enemies.

How many of you have lost
a loved one in the Border Wars?

How many have lost a father
or a brother

or a son
to those filthy greyskins?

Now let me ask you this...

who has lost a loved one
at the hands of the Prime Order?

No one?!

Do you live in such fear
of the Prime Order

that you will not honor
the memory of your loved ones?

They slit my mother's throat

for refusing the advances

of a Covenant officer.

I was four years old,

but I'll never forget.

Who else?

Who among you
has seen a loved one

put to death for speaking out
against tyranny?

Who among you
has witnessed murder,

rape, or plunder

at the hands
of the Prime Order soldiers?

Yes, the greyskins are
and always will be our enemy.

But our greatest enemy
walks among us.

It wears red armor...

stained with the blood
of our families.

You're the betrayer!

Yes, they call me
the Betrayer.

I opened the palace gates.

I stood by as the queen mother
was beheaded

and then King Ranulf himself.

But all this I did
by the king's command.

It was all part
of a desperate plan.

Sacrifice many...

to save one.

I stood by...

as my own daughter, Gwynn,
was beheaded

in place of Princess Rosmund.

Today marks the culmination
of the king's plan.

Gentlemen, the time has now come
for you to bow down

before your queen,

Queen Rosmund.

Bow before your queen.

Why should we believe you?
She could be anyone.

How dare you question me!

Commander.

Take me forward.

Who among you
has been to the Capital?

Who has seen my mother,
Queen Annessandra,

before she was murdered
by the Prime Order?

- You.
- Gwynn, don't.

I remember you.

I worked in the royal gardens.

Yes. Danomar, of course.

And you always caught me
picking your best roses.

And you, sir, you have
a familiar face as well.

I tended the stables.

Yes, of course. Grumman, is it?

It's Gulman.

It's as though
the queen herself were alive.

Princess Rosmund?

You may rise.

I swear on my life

this is Rosmund,

daughter of the king!

- Hail to the Queen!
- Hail to the Queen!

Hail to the Queen!
Hail to the Queen!

Hail to the Queen!

Essa, thank you
for coming so quickly.

What do you want?

There is a book full of names.

- I'll bring you book.
- No, I want it destroyed.

Where is?

At a shrine built from red
sandstone, called Maer-Nokh.

You'll find it straight south
of the Ridgeline.

In the Sanctum, there is
an altar, the altar of fire.

Inside the altar,
you'll find the book.

Bring me one page as proof,

burn the rest.

I take one tenth now,

and the rest I come get
when book is no more.

If you encounter opposition...

I kill anything
that comes near book.

That works.

Huh.