The Outpost (2018–…): Season 2, Episode 6 - Because She's Worth It - full transcript

My name is Talon.

I'm the last Blackblood,
or so I've been told.

I escaped when Everit Dred
killed all my people.

I cut off the points of my ears
to hide in plain sight.

A tiny creature lives inside me,

passed to me by my dying mother.

It gives me the power to open
portals to another world

and summon powerful demons
called Lu-Qiri.

But I can only summon them
when I have their names,

something that's proving
to be a challenge.

The Prime Order wants me dead,
but I've found sanctuary



at the farthest edge of the Realm
in a place known as the Outpost.

Previously on "The Outpost"...

- Guards!
- You need an army

to defend yourself
against the Prime Order.

- Your word you'll free my family.
- You have my word.

Are you promising
to free our kindred?

- Zed may have answers. He can help.
- Another Blackblood?

If you intend to be the One
and control the Asterkinj,

- you need me.
- Then stay here.

She's a false queen
and you are just her puppet.

- I'm celebrating our engagement.
- I'm not desperate enough

to marry you.

By the end of the week,

Garret Spears will be
yours to command.



This key unlocks a great power

that could solve the problems
of our people and your Queen.

You will return to The Outpost.

You will kill the Blackblood.

You will kidnap the False Queen.

My purpose is clear.

He's not hard to look at, is he?

Pity that's all he's good for.

His men seem to like him.
Perhaps he's more than he appears.

Maybe when he's not drunk
and acting like a pig.

You know, he runs one of the most
prosperous districts in the Realm.

Your sister,
his Advising Counsel,

runs one of the most
prosperous districts

- in the Realm.
- Yeah, well, trust me,

she's not doing that
all on her own,

even if she pretends she is.

You sure you don't like him?

Like him? No.

Well, I don't know
what my sister said to him,

but he must be doing
something right.

Yes, he has tried the stick,
now he's trying honey.

Only I'm not a dog.

That's my girl.

Still, it's nice having
him around, isn't it?

Our army is still too small
even with his men.

Perhaps I shall need
to attract more suitors.

You two would make
beautiful babies.

Alrighty, I shall leave you then

to reflect on
your royal obligations.

Beautiful babies.

When were you planning
on telling me about this?

When I could trust you,

which obviously I can't.

You know, I let you stay here,

and you repay me
by going through my things?

You lied to me!

Look, you don't understand
how important this is!

No, I don't,
because you haven't told me.

I told you, it's a key!

Yeah, a key to great power.

- What is that supposed mean?
- I don't know.

Hopefully it's some power that
can help us save our people.

- What, like a weapon?
- Maybe. Your books don't say,

and the stories I remember
from being a kid

were about some stone wall
and the stars.

How do you even know
these stories are real?

Well, there's obviously
some truth to them,

because you have the key.

Just tell me
where the rest of it is.

- What are you talking about?
- The key.

- Where is the rest of the key?
- That is it.

No, it isn't. Look.

In the middle,
there's a stone and it's missing.

That's all the Dragman gave me.

All right, let's have a look.

Gods above.

Whose is this?

All our animals were attacked.

Been finding them all week,
even this morning.

Oh, Your Majesty.

What brings you out here
on this not so very fine day?

Looking for you. Hmm?

I received word that the miners
are already talking about striking.

You said you paid them
fair wages.

I have.

They're just pushing
their boundaries, that's all.

Don't worry, I'll deal with it.

Elinor, what seems
to be troubling these folk?

Well, it seems that Talon's
not obeying her orders.

- How so?
- Have a look.

What did this?

Lu-Qiri demon.

It's the only creature
that could've done that.

And we're worried
it will be our children next.

You have my word this creature
will be dealt with.

Elinor, take care
of these people.

Pay them each for what they
have lost out of the treasury.

And straighten out that
situation with the miners.

- Foreman.
- Hmm.

How lovely to finally
meet with you.

Could have shown me the courtesy

of sharing a pint
at the Nightshade.

But you got no respect
for working men,

which is why me and the boys

- have been talking.
- Yeah?

You and the boys been talking?

What have you been
talking about?

Well, let's start with the pay.

Three coppers a day
is not fit for a pig feeder,

and here we are risking
life and limb.

Can I offer you some, Foreman?

Don't mind if I do.

What would it take to make
everything right again?

30 gold beads to me is all,
and I'll make it go away.

Sounds like you and I
have got a lot to discuss.

Come into my office.

Come on, come on.

I'll do what I can about
work conditions, Foreman.

But corruption in the
workplace, we just can't abide.

Leave this place,
or I swear I'll call on my Lu-Qiri.

Call your demon,
and I swear to you,

I will set every man
in this Outpost on him

and cut him down
like a diseased dog.

Take him!

And find me Talon.

What are you doing?

You lied to me.

Your Blackblood
and his demon were banished

- by my royal decree.
- It's not that simple.

I trusted you
to do what I asked.

And Zed is not some creature
you can command,

and neither am I.

His demon is killing livestock,

and Zed deliberately
disobeyed a royal decree!

Both are punishable
by imprisonment or death.

Zed is the only reason
you are alive.

If it wasn't for him,
you would be dead.

Yes, yes, he saved me
from a demon...

using another demon.

Clearly, I wouldn't need saving

if you Blackbloods just
stayed where you belong.

So, tell me, Gwynn,
where do we belong?

That's not what I meant.

You're the one who wanted a
demon army in the first place.

Yes, and I was wrong.

It was a mistake.

A horrible mistake.

So what are you going
to do with him?

He can't leave my prison.

- And his demon must be eliminated.
- No.

He can control it.

It can stay with him,
away from the people.

Clearly he cannot.
It's out there right now

roaming and killing
as it pleases,

wagons full of livestock dead.

Any moment now,
I expect to hear that he's killing people

like your demon did.

I need to keep my people safe.

If he sends Vikka back,

will you release him
free and clear?

I'll make you an oath.

If you rid of that demon
for good,

then I will pardon Zed
of his offenses.

Fine.

Zed can go back with his demon.

No, I need him.

- Why?
- He's teaching me about my history,

my people, and the prophecy.

I'm sorry.

I just...

I don't trust him.

He must return
from whence he came.

Then we'll just leave
the demon out there killing.

You wouldn't.

Try me.

If Zed does anything wrong,
I'll banish him myself.

You have my word.

Any more demons without my permission,
and I will banish you both.

- Fine.
- Deal.

Her Majesty Queen Rosmund
cares deeply,

very deeply about
all of you ugly dogs.

The upper mine
is working full bore,

and she's now opened
the lower mine,

and she's looking
for hard-working men

such as yourselves.

You'll have coin in your pocket,

you'll have food in your belly,

and you'll have
a swagger in your step,

and don't you think
that us ladies won't notice.

So, step up, make your mark.

Long live the Queen!

I can't see
how this helps us, Mum,

us paying all these miners.

Queen's Treasury
is paying for it.

Yeah, but it's your money,
ain't it?

Oh, Munt, my lovely idiot boy,

I'm just lending
the Queen the money.

The time's gonna come

when I'm gonna get it
all back and then some.

Excuse me.

You know, the Queen's
army would be better off

fighting the Prime Order
with a pointy stick!

Apologies, Mistress.

Don't you call me that!

I'm Counselor to the Queen.
I'm Treasurer to the Realm.

- Yes, ma'am.
- What?

Yes, ma'am. Yes, um...

- What are you calling me?
- Your counselor-ship.

- Madam Treasurer.
- Yes? Yes, all right.

Shut up. Get back to work.
No more cutting corners.

You make this like you have
to fight with it yourself.

I will not pay for shoddy work.

Munt, get over here.

You were making
a good point, Munt.

- I did?
- Yeah.

You were saying that we can't
bankroll this whole racket ourselves.

- I was?
- Mm-hmm.

And that the queen needs
some kind of steady revenue

so that she can pay us back.

That's precisely
what I'm meaning.

Yeah, of course you were,
Munt, in so many words.

And since it was your idea,
who better to pull it off?

So, I'm gonna make you
tax collector to the Realm.

You all right?

Oh, I've missed bread.

There's nothing to eat
but Graylock on the other side.

Listen,
Gwynn you offered a deal.

We send Vikka back
and you're free to go.

No. I can't send Vikka back.

Well, it's either that
or you rot in here forever.

I left you the whistle.

Use it to call Vikka
and break me out.

- I won't do that.
- Why not?

Are you really gonna side with
humans over your own kind?

Look, I am trying
to save Vikka's life.

If he breaks you out,
or even if he doesn't,

men will hunt him down
and eventually kill him.

You see, that's exactly
what I'm talking about.

They'd kill
an innocent creature.

Not if we make a deal
with the Queen.

She'll let me
send him back safely.

Do you trust this queen
more than you trust me?

Yeah, I do.

Unbelievable.

- Well, I'll never trust her.
- Well, you don't have to.

Look, just trust me.
I want to save Vikka.

But right now,
the only place he's safe

is on the other side
of the portal.

Then send us both back.

That's what you really want,
isn't it?

You're right. I'd love that.

But if I send you back,
who is going to help me use the key

to unlock the power
to free our people?

Is that what you want?

My mother had the power
to bring the Blackbloods home,

but she didn't,
and I don't know why.

I need you
to help me understand.

Well, I suppose trust
has to go both ways.

Yeah, it does.

E-ja halo, Vikka.

E-ja!

E-ja!

I'm sorry.

I know what he means to you.

We've been together longer
than you've been alive.

You'll be with him again.

I did what she asked.

Good.

Then I know where we can find
the missing piece to the key.

Hi.

Talon.

Hi. I'll be...
Ow! What was that for?

You don't want her
to see we're together.

That's not true.

- We're together.
- That's great, Janzo.

You two are perfect
for each other.

- You're not angry?
- Why would I be?

- Jealous?
- Not even a little.

- Good.
- Now that that's sorted,

I need a flask
of your special drink,

the one that sharpens
your senses.

Should I be worried?
What's going on?

I'm just going out
of town for a while.

Oh, right.
Well, I'll just, um,

clean up shop here,
and then I'll get my stuff.

I mean, timing's not perfect...

Janzo, not this time.

Why not?

You have important
things to do here.

You have to find a cure
for the Plaguelings,

and Gwynn needs at least
one person she can count on.

Except I don't exactly
have the queen's ear, do I?

Don't you?

How long will you be gone away?

No idea.

You have a good thing
going here.

Try not to blow it
while I'm gone.

Bye.

Bye.

Leave us.

The Queen has summoned you.

Well, I am busy right now.

Busy making a fool of yourself!

We had a deal, Tobin.

It's one drink!

Is that one drink
worth more to you

than making your son a king?

I saw how she was looking at you

when you were working
outside the wall.

You might actually have a chance

if she saw you
as anything but a drunk.

Why should I care
what she thinks?

- I've given her everything.
- Why?

Because she's worth it, Tobin.

Janzo!

- Yes, Aunt Gertie?
- I gave you instructions.

- No more drink.
- Sorry, he's just way bigger than I am.

He has an audience
with the queen.

Don't worry,
I'm going to make a special tonic

that'll sober up
his big old head.

What am I missing, Jazzo?

My name's Janzo,
that's what you're missing.

About the queen.
Why does she hate me?

She's not just going to open
up her heart to you, Tobin.

I mean, the lady just lost
the love of her life.

Soldiers aren't
the only ones who wear armor.

- Who was it?
- Garret.

- The base commander?
- Mm.

You mean, they were...

I gonna go and make you
that tonic now.

- Great speed, nephew.
- Before you go, one last thing.

What was so special
about this... this Garret?

He had a good heart
and a sense of duty.

Good luck finding that.

- Ah, Master Tobin.
- Your Majesty.

I'm so pleased you've decided
to give me another chance.

Yes, well, don't read
into the gesture.

It's simply that I saw
your hard work today

and I appreciated it.

Yes, well,
I made a promise I'd work for you,

and I intend to keep it.

Which is why you deserve

to be treated with more respect

than I have shown thus far.

Well, I appreciate
your kindness, Your Majesty.

I opened the late General
Calkussar's wine cellar.

I sent for a particularly
fine vintage,

which I'm sure you'll enjoy.

Thank you, um, but none for me.

Baron?

Since when do you turn
down good wine?

Since I met you.

Could've fooled me.

Since this morning,

I no longer partake
in the drink.

Well, you are full of surprises.

In that case, Naya,
I too shall abstain.

Clearly, I need to keep
my wits about me.

This could be a trick
to gain the upper hand.

There's nothing sinister here,
Your Majesty.

I'm just trying
to be a better man,

and Gertrusha talked me into it.

Treasure that nagging voice.

You'll miss it when it's gone.

Was old Calkussar a nag, too?

He and my father were
good friends, you know.

He certainly liked
a good drink now and then.

Yes, he did, but, um...

no, I was actually
thinking of someone else.

I don't intend to pry, but I...

I heard you
lost someone recently.

Your commander.

Garret, yes.

Were you close?

Were.

We were friends since
we were children, actually.

More than friends?

Then I am very sorry
for your loss.

Let's drink to Garret,

with this lovely,
refreshing goblet

of water.

He would have approved.

To Garret,
who died fighting the Prime Order.

A true hero of the Outpost.

Why did you come
to my aid, Tobin?

I can't decide if it was incredibly
brave or incredibly foolish.

I had to do it.

You're our only chance for a
world without a Prime Order.

And why does that matter to you,

a rich nobleman who lost
nothing in the overthrow?

- Lost nothing?
- You kept your palaces,

your land, your servants.

After your family were beheaded,

the Prime Order stopped
at our stronghold

to demand allegiance.

I was only eight,

but I watched
as my father bent the knee

and pledged his loyalty
to those bastards.

And still they...

They still killed my sister
in front of everyone,

just to remind him
of whose boots he was licking.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, well, he should've fought,

but he was too afraid.

He was too scared
to lose it all...

His possessions,
his privilege, his legacy.

And in the end,
he lost so much more.

I don't intend to make the
same mistakes as my father.

I intend to fight.

For revenge against
the Prime Order?

No.

To put an honest
and compassionate leader

in their place.

That will be my legacy.

Good legacy.

I understand it was a traitor

- who gave Garret up.
- Yes.

- You hanged him, I presume?
- We never caught him.

Wythers was investigating,

but now there's no word
from him either.

So there's still
a traitor in our midst?

I'll get on the case
and we'll hang the bastard.

I'm so sorry.

Elinor, that really
doesn't suit you.

Standing behind a bar is much
more flattering to a woman

- of your figure.
- I do love our little chats, Gertie.

Come and sit over here
where I can look down on you.

You know, a friend sent me
a message from the Capital.

- Your colipsum distributor?
- A friend caught word

that the Prime Order
are putting in motion

plans to attack
and destroy the Queen

and everyone around her.

- What is this plan?
- That's all he's got.

Best guess is they're combining
regiments to form a massive army,

and they're attacking
really soon.

We need to accelerate now.

Then you need to get your
queen to accept her only hope

- of victory.
- What, marry Tobin?

You and I both know,
if she did marries that idiot,

it's not gonna help.

Between your armies
and mine, we are no match

for combined regiments
of the Prime Order.

Yes, you're probably right.

Any word from the other nobles?

Nope, not a one.

No, I didn't think
there would be.

However,
if a union between Tobin

and the queen were announced,
others would come.

Until then,
they'll hide in the shadows.

They're too afraid
of the Prime Order

to be the first
to join the queen.

What are you saying?

I provide an ally,
you provide a marriage.

Have you got anyone in mind?

Tobin has a cousin,
Milus Aegisford.

He has men and lands
to rival Tobin's.

His men combined
with mine and yours

would make a formidable force.

How loyal is he
to the Prime Order?

Covenant soldiers sacked his
grain towers in the famine winter.

His people nearly
starved to death.

He is no friend
to the Prime Order.

- He sounds perfect.
- Except for one thing.

The last time they met,
Tobin cut Milus wide open.

- Ooh.
- And that's about as friendly

as the feud between
them has ever been.

Well, sounds like Tobin

needs to prove his strength

in the only way that counts...

On his knees.

Why're we doing this, Janzo?

I've got more
important work to do.

What could be more important

than figuring out how
to cure a Plagueling, Munt?

Like figuring out
how to tax 'em.

But the only way to do that
is to cure them.

You see,
you can't tax a Plagueling,

- but you can tax a human.
- You sure about that?

Never been more sure about
something in my entire life.

That's it.
Right. Oh, okay.

Have you ever wondered
why Plaguelings

only come out at night, Munt?

It's more scary at night.

True, but insignificant.

Plaguelings avoid the sunlight,
is what I was getting at.

And that, my dear friend,
could be a clue for the cure.

A clue for the cure.

Okay.

Okay.

- Now what?
- Chain up the rest.

Go on.

You don't need any help, do you?

Yeah, it'd be nice to have
a little help over here.

Shame Brogan's not around.

Yeah.

Here we go.

Munt, have you ever
had a girlfriend?

Nah.

Nah, Mum told me not to.

Said they'll take advantage
of my sweet nature.

Strange.
She never said that to me.

Yeah, she said you'd
never have a girlfriend.

- What?
- Yeah, she said,

"It'd be a cold day in hell

before Janzo
has a girlfriend."

Okay, that's enough, Munt.
Thank you.

"There's not one single girl

in all the Outpost for Janzo."

Quite the comedian today,
aren't we?

- "We'd have to send to the Capital for..."
- Munt, that's enough!

Why are you asking?
'Cause you like Naya?

- Is it that obvious?
- Yeah.

It's, um... it's all a bit
of a dream, really.

It's like whenever
she looks at me,

there's no one else
in the entire world.

- Do you know what I mean?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I know what
that's like. Yeah.

No, actually, no, I don't...
I don't know what that's like.

Shame. Maybe one day
you'll get there.

I could give you some tips.

Now what?

Now we let the sun do its magic.

Ah.

Excuse me, miss.
Letters for her Majesty.

Ah, yes. Thank you.
I'll take them.

Oh, this last one
is addressed to you.

Oh, yes. Thank you.

Baron, what can I do for you?

Do you keep a record
of every message

- coming in and out of this Outpost?
- Yes, sir.

Marshal Wythers
had me keep a log.

- Anything unusual in here?
- No, sir.

I'll get on the case
and we'll hang the bastard.

I'm so sorry.

Do you ever read
anyone's messages?

Never, sir.

Everything is delivered sealed.

And this bird for Naya,
where did it come from?

The Capital, sir.

The next time you get anything for
Naya, you bring it to me.

- Yes, sir.
- Okay?

- Would you like to see the Queen?
- No.

I wanted to talk to you.
You're new here, right?

Um, not really.
New to serving the Queen.

Hmm. And before that?

Uh, I did menial work
around town.

Where are you from?

Mimm's Burrow, the Capital.

Ahh, you're from a poor family.

You got a bird yesterday.
Who was it from?

What do you want from me, sir?

- Who was it from?
- It was from my sister.

- My mother is dying.
- Oh.

Remarkable thing, that.

Two girls from Mimm's Burrow
who can read and write.

Your mother must be proud.

We were poor, sir, not ignorant.

I have things to do.

Naya, I thought
I'd surprise you.

Do you want to take a walk
outside the walls with me?

Now's not a really
good time, Janzo.

Come on, just sneak away
for a moment.

Janzo, really, I can't.

There's a kiss in it for you.

Janzo, I can't just
drop everything for you

at a moment's notice.

But I brought you flowers.

This is a well-trod road.

It's the fastest route between
the Outpost and the Capital.

All the traders
and supply caravans use it.

Is that where we're going?
The Capital?

No.

We'll leave this road soon.

Oh, this air,
you don't know how good it is.

On the other side,
you're always choking on ashes.

You have to cover your face
just to go outside.

This land is barren compared
to the village where I grew up.

Is that where we're going?

No, somewhere else.

Well, anyway,
now that we're away from the Outpost,

it's time you call Vikka back.
He'd like this place.

No.

Just think what trouble
we could run into on this road.

Bandits, wolves,
the Prime Order.

- Vikka would protect us.
- We can protect ourselves.

He could hunt for us,
bring us food.

I swore an oath to Gwynn.

So? You've disobeyed her before.

It's not the same
as breaking my word.

- I made a deal to free you.
- Oh, come on,

an oath is only as good
as the person it's made to,

and your queen thinks
all Lu-Qiri are monsters.

Maybe they are.

The first Lu-Qiri I summoned

killed innocent people
just to torment me.

Baphnoro?

He hunted alone.
He had no master.

I'm surprised
you even tamed him at all.

Vikka would do as I command.

- He won't hurt anyone unless...
- I gave my word.

You believe your Queen and
the Prime Order are opposites

just because one is less
of a tyrant than the other,

but both would banish us
just the same.

Your queen would just do it in
the name of protecting her people.

- Well, doesn't that make her a good queen?
- Perhaps for humans.

But the Blackbloods will never
be welcome among them.

Those in power will always fear
us because we're different.

The Realm is big.

There's room for all of us.

Someday soon you're going to
have to pick a side, Talon.

I just hope when that day comes,

we're standing together.

Your Majesty,
it has come to my attention

that you haven't inspected
your fields as of late.

I'm sure the common folk
will want to see their queen

as much as these fops.

Will you join me for a ride?

I'll deal with the fops.

Excellent.

There she is, my kingdom.

She certainly
has seen better days.

Nonsense.

I think she's quite the beauty.

I look forward to
getting to know her more.

You're supposed
to be looking out there.

No, this is more
pleasant to look at.

Are you trying to woo me, sir?

Oh, it depends.
Is it working?

Perhaps. A little bit.

You know, there is something
else you could do for me.

Name it, Your Majesty.

Make peace with
your cousin Milus.

Never. - He has a sizeable
army, and he is your blood.

Your two peoples
are alike in every way,

- so, unite them.
- Our people may be alike,

but he is worse than a snake.

Yes, my advisor said that
there's a feud between you?

His grandfather was scum, his father
was scum, and Milus is no different.

- We don't need allies like him.
- Yes, but we do need allies.

- So, if not Milus, then who?
- Anyone else.

What was the offense committed?

His grandfather built a wall
over my grandfather's land

and claimed it as his own.

My grandfather knocked down his
wall, and they went to war.

A grandfather's war.
Ah, the things we inherit.

If my memory serves me correctly
from my history lessons,

your fathers actually made
peace, but then never spoke.

Was there some other crime committed
after that that I'm not aware of?

- No.
- And has Milus done any harm?

- He is a snake.
- Has he done anything?

He cannot be trusted.
He wants my land.

Disputes can be mended, Tobin.

Give him the disputed land

in exchange
for declaring his support.

I need you
to swallow your pride.

That, my lord,

is the greatest gift
you can give your queen.

My own men
might lose faith in me.

Convince them it's a victory,
not a surrender.

You are something else, Rosmund.

The ride was exhilarating.

And Tobin said that he would try and
make amends with his cousin Milus.

If he succeeds,
then the other noblemen

might turn in their favor
and line up behind us.

But we must act fast.

If the Prime Order discover,

then they'll move
quickly to stop us.

You're awfully quiet
this evening.

Apologies, ma'am.

Just wrapped up
in my own thoughts, I guess.

We'll set up camp here.

It's good hunting country.

Want to go catch us
something to eat?

Save the rations?

I do all my hunting
with Vikka by my side.

You mean Vikka does
all the hunting with you

- by his side.
- No, that's not what I...

Can you at least make a fire?

Or does Vikka
do that for you, too?

Garret?

Talon! What in the gods
are you doing out here?

You're alive.
I thought you were dead.