The Shannara Chronicles (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Utopia - full transcript

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"The Shannara Chronicles"...

You said we'd help them across.

And bring a Demon with them?

The hell with that!

I guess my first owners
were pretty eager to unload me.

And who knows about my parents.

I've heard of place like this.

Buildings from the age of Man.

This is how we find the Bloodfire.

Your father is dead!

No!



Now you are king.

Let's go!

Eretria!

She's out there alone.

We'll find her.

My friends will find us.

And you'll be sorry when they do.

Your "friends" took off
and didn't look back.

Stop.

What is this place?

Human settlement.

But how?

This is Troll country.

They'd be slaughtered.



- Move.
- Okay, let's go.

- Any interest in these?
- Of course.

The maps, this atlas.

All of the books.

What about her?

Trust me.

You don't want this one.

I'm gonna trade her in Grimpen Ward,

pay off some debts.

She was after this when I found her.

Seemed pretty important.

Okay.

I'll take it.

And I want the girl.

Girl's not for sale.

Okay... I changed my mind.

Put it all back.

Tye, we had a deal.

Not anymore.

Not unless... you sell me the girl.

I'm not for sale!

She'll cost you double.

Sold.

The wound's infected, Tye.

She's worthless if she dies.

Well, then, Frances,

let's get her to the infirmary.

What are you doing?

Let me go.

I need to find my friends.

Shh, relax.

It's gonna be okay.

You're in Utopia now.

Amberle, wait up!

Hey, wait!

Last track we picked up
was over a mile ago.

Okay, we need to gain some ground
before her trail goes cold.

We need to rest.

We need to find Eretria.

Amberle, stop.

She thinks we ran off without her

and that she's alone again.

And I'm not gonna let that happen!

- Why are you yelling?
- I don't know!

You feel guilty.

I get it.

So do I.

But we can't get distracted.

We have a job to do here.

How can you even say that?

You're the one always
saying we can't let our

feelings get in the way of our mission.

You need to rest, Amberle.

I'll rest after I find Eretria.

Stop!

Probably Trolls.

Eretria told me to
expect traps out here.

I will do anything to find her.

But if we want to make it
out of these woods alive,

we need to be careful.

We rest, then we eat.

And then...

then we keep looking.

It's fading.

So fast.

Yes.

That is why I need to
know what you remember.

You were in the presence
of a powerful evil,

fighting for your life.

That kind of darkness,
it can follow you.

I understand your concern, I do,

but I'm okay.

Who did that?

You.

Your gift is powerful.

But now that Dagda Mor knows,

he will stop at nothing
to own your soul.

I was nearly your age

when my mentor, Bremen, discovered me.

Alone and afraid...

abandoned by my parents.

The Druid trained me in
the ways of the Order.

He gave me purpose and control.

And now it is my turn to do the same.

I believe you

to be the next Druid, Bandon.

A Druid?

And what if I don't want that?

The choice is no longer yours to make.

Without training, you
won't stand a chance

of surviving the Darkness
that is about to descend.

Pie?

- It's actually pretty delicious...
- Stop it right there!

Or I will kill you.

A simple "no thanks" would be fine.

You're not a prisoner.

You can leave anytime you want.

But you bought me as a slave.

Okay, I understand how this might be

a little confusing for you,

but I only bought you

to save you.

From the Elf Hunters.

I don't believe you.

I don't blame you.

The world out there is ugly,

and trusting someone equals death.

I get it.

My friends'll be looking for me.

We were separated.

Okay, then I'll get a
search party together.

Now, I managed to stop the infection,

but you lost a lot of blood.

You need to rest, heal.

The Wilderun is no place for you

to be running around alone.

I can take care of myself.

I don't doubt that for a second.

But not in your condition.

What are they anyway?

The Sentinels mark the border
between the known world

and the Wilderun.

The point of no return.

Wow, that's encouraging.

The Elvin Royal Family
commissioned them

after the first War of the Races.

A "gift" to the Four Lands.

A symbol of our newly born unity.

But now?

Now I know they're more than a border.

They're a warning not
to cross the Elves.

Look, the Elves have
certainly made mistakes,

but what we're doing...

this isn't about saving any one race.

This is for every one of us.

And I think we all deserve saving.

I hope you're right.

And...

I want you to know I'm
sorry about Pykon.

That I kissed you like that.

It...

I thought you were dead
and then you ran in

and I was so relieved, it was...

Amazing.

Not Pykon, obviously.

That was... insane.

I mean the kiss.

Because that kiss...

That was nothing to be sorry for.

Wil, It's like you said,

we can't let our feelings
get in the way.

Just so we're clear...

my feelings aren't "in the way."

My feelings for you are
what keeps me going.

Come on.

Fancy meeting you here.

Elf Hunters, huh?

Do you know anything, or not?

Of course, I do.

If it's Elf Hunters,
I know where they trade.

He's lying!

He doesn't know where Eretria
is anymore than we do.

We're wasting our time here.

Oh, what?

You're gonna leave me here
to be gutted by Trolls?

As a matter of fact, I would.

You deserve to die alone in a cage

like the dirty animal you are.

Harsh.

You cut the line at Pykon.

You left us to die!

It looks like you made out okay.

No thanks to you.

Let's go.

Hey, Mongrel, how far you
think you're gonna get

before some Troll picks up

the scent of your pretty princess, huh?

I can smell her sweetness from here.

Do it!

It beats getting eaten by Trolls.

Come on!

Or let me loose

and I'll take you straight to Eretria.

Do you swear you know where she is?

Cross my cold, black heart.

And I always keep my word.

You can't be serious?

You think this is some coincidence?

He's probably been
tracking us for hours.

About a day now.

Can you really blame me?

After seeing what those
Elfstones of yours can do?

If we set him free,

then we deserve whatever
it is he does to us.

Wil, if you have a
better idea, short of us

wandering through Troll
territory all night,

I'm all ears.

She certainly is.

Clearly we can't trust him.

But with someone who
actually knows these woods,

we actually stand a chance
of finding Eretria.

We were taught Humans were warmongers,

intent on destroying the world.

But Human-kind was more than that.

It was curious and compassionate,

brilliant even.

I mean, we built great glass cites

and machines that allowed
us to travel to the stars.

Sounds like a bedtime story.

No, that is what the Elves
want us to believe.

What you see here is the
first of many colonies,

Human colonies, all coming together

to usher in a new era of man.

Human, Troll, Elf, Gnome.

They're all animals.

And reading books and baking pies

isn't gonna keep anyone safe.

Yeah, you're right.

Follow me.

So, when we settled here,

we were overrun by Trolls.

We lost half our people
in the first night.

Women, children.

It was a bloodletting.

Then why stay?

I was tired of running.

And I saw a future here.

One that could be negotiated.

With the Trolls?

Well, our truce is tentative at best.

Keeping us alive requires
more than just... hope.

What is it?

They called it a gun.

I bought a couple off an old tracker.

Cost me an entire harvest of corn.

It was worth every kernel.

Here.

Now, pull that hammer back,

focus on the little line.

Point it straight at the target

and, uh... squeeze.

Well...

if I had ten of you around,

those Trolls would not stand a chance.

Cross us again...

and I'll gut you like
the pig that you are.

Looks like we have a deal.

What's so special about this map?

Apparently, the key to saving the world

from Demons lies there, in Safehold.

Look, I know it sounds crazy

but if you'd seen half
of what I've seen,

you'd believe me.

It doesn't sound crazy.

No more than man landing on the moon.

Like that really happened.

Look, all I wanted
was my life to be my own.

To be free.

Turns out "fate" has
a twisted sense of humor.

I need to find my friends.

And when I do, we need
to get to Safehold.

Well, I've sent trackers
to the Old World.

And this, uh, map of yours?

I've lost three men in that same spot.

Only one ever made it back.

Hebel... and he's never been the same.

The man with the melted face?

Yeah, we met.

Look, I don't know what's ahead,

but I know I need to get there.

Well, then you should go.

But before you do...

I want you to see something.

Your Highness.

You're drunk.

So you are magic.

- Your Highness...
- No, don't call me that.

This is not my path.

Never was.

I didn't want it then and
I don't want it now.

You are the heir.

- You must...
- Abdicate the throne to Kael

and the Council tonight at the eulogy.

I strongly advise against it.

Why?

Counselor Kael battled fearlessly

alongside my father in the last war.

She's far better suited for
what lies ahead than I.

Kael Pindanon hid behind
the walls of Arborlon,

trembling with fear

as your father fought
alongside Shea Ohmsford.

They defeated the Warlock Lord.

Them and them alone!

Oh, good.

Yet another story I can
never hope to live up to.

Is this what you want?

To be known as the drunken fool

who forfeited the crown.

It's what's best for Arborlon.

You can walk away
from your duty if you wish,

but do not pretend

that it's noble or brave.

This is where they brought Eretria?

All right, let's get her.

Easy, tough guy.

What? This place?

I've done business with these people

and something's not quiet right.

Then what exactly is our plan?

Your big plan isn't exactly my problem.

Shocking turn of events.

Oh, Wil, come on.

Don't forget to hide your ears.

Wait, you're leaving us?

What is this, a party?

Yeah, and I want you to do the honors.

I don't understand.

Oh, you will in a second.

Go ahead, pull it down.

What's going on?

Surprise isn't over yet.

Tye.

We need to find someone else.

But, Tye, it's tonight, we...

We need to find someone else.

A toast!

To the incredible progress
we've made here...

Here, here!

sown with our own hands and hearts,

working side by side

in pursuit of a better
future for Humans.

We should be proud of
what we've done here.

Especially...

this exceptional apple brandy!

Now tonight there will be music.

And dancing.

And more if you're lucky.

But first...

a brief glimpse at our future.

Something to inspire us all.

It is a vision of the life
we will build together.

Of the life our ancestors
had before the War.

Sit down.

If you are referring to...

Boo, Elf!

You are correct.

The Kolinahr is also a
discipline you broke...

to join us.

On Vulcan I began sensing
a consciousness...

So what do you think?

It's magic.

No. It's Man.

I believe it made...

Stop right there!

What's your business here?

We're Elf Hunters.

We heard we might be
able to trade here.

Then I'm afraid we have quite
a situation, don't we?

Just look at those rags.

You can't wear those to a party.

Here.

Find yourselves something fun to wear

and join the party, okay?

Come on, let's get dressed.

Wil, your Elfstones pouch, it's gone.

I know. Cephalo stole it.

Come on, we don't have that much time.

Like taking candy from a baby.

Sleep tight, sweetie.

Let's split up and look for her.

We'll meet back at the tree line.

Have your scouts returned?

I'm sorry?

Your scouts, have they
found my friends?

Not yet.

Is it possible your
friends kept moving?

Headed to this Safehold without you?

Listen...

You can tell me to mind
my own business but...

can you explain why you're doing this?

You'll laugh.

I won't.

It's my destiny.

Well, your "destiny" sounds a lot like

slavery to me, Eretria.

Your friends want you on their quest.

I want you here.

But all that matters...

What is it you want?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

It's just that nobody's
ever asked me that before.

Well...

then you should ask yourself.

Or... you could just dance with me.

- Hey, watch yourself!
- Sorry.

Like I said, if he's not done with that

Rover bitch by sunrise,
then I'll kill her myself.

Tye.

What's the problem, Frances?

I'll be right back.

Don't go anywhere.

Wil?

What are you doing here?

We came to rescue you.

But from the look of things,

it doesn't appear you need saving.

You're right, I don't.

I'm okay.

So you decided to go dancing?

Seriously?

Did you forget what we're
supposed to be doing?

Forget?

How could I forget?

You and Amberle have been telling me

what to do ever since we left Arborlon.

Maybe I'm done with that.

Done?

Yeah, I want to lead my own life.

You won't have a life
if we don't get to Safehold.

None of us will.

What's wrong with you?

With me?

Oh, thank goodness.

Okay, we need to get out of here now.

She's right.

She's always right, isn't she?

What's going on?

Well, when it comes to this quest,

you two have made your choice.

But I didn't.

I've done my part.

Now I'm staying here.

With my own kind.

Then I'm staying, too.

- What?
- What?

I'm not leaving here without Eretria.

Look, the Ellcrys revealed you to me.

Okay, you're part of this, part of us.

You're confused, Princess.

I was in this just to earn some coin.

No, you weren't. Eretria...

You came here for the map.

Not for me.

What map?

The map to Safehold.

Now, why don't you
fill your boyfriend in

while I go get the map?

I'll meet you outside in five minutes.

And if we refuse to leave?

Then I'll tell every
Human in here about you.

And your pointy ears.

You didn't tell me about a map.

I'm sorry. In all the insanity,
I must have forgot.

Is that why you were
so desperate to find her?

Because of this map?

What? No!

Are you sure?

How can you say that?

What kind of heartless monster
do you think I am?

To us.

To Humans.

Cheers!

You must be Eretria's friends.

It is said that a warrior

who dies fearlessly in battle

will reap many rewards
in the afterlife.

If that is true...

then my father and
brother will stand tall

before the Holy Mountain...

the richest of men.

And it is time for me to make
a sacrifice in their honor.

One that I've discussed
with Counselor Kael.

I will give...

I will give my solemn vow...

to battle bravely in the
name of the Four Lands.

The Demons are coming for us.

And we will not back down.

I will fight with you

and beside you... as your king!

All hail the king.

All hail the king!

All hail the king.

Eretria.

How do you know my name?

Your friends are in danger.

What do you know about my friends?

Don't trust him.

Who? Tye?

Let me go, you...

Your body is the vessel,

your blood is the key.

Don't let them leave without you.

I was looking for you.

I said to wait in the barn...

with the others.

You did?

Okay, you caught me.

I thought maybe we could
finish what we started.

You sure that's what you want?

Definitely.

Have you done something to my friends?

Utopia's peace has its price.

The Trolls demand a toll each month.

And your friends?

They're going to pay it...

so you don't have to.

So you weren't saving me.

You were going to... what?

Sacrifice me to some damn Troll?

No, that was before I knew you.

Well, in that case...

You belong here, Eretria.

With us.

I'll take my chances with the Trolls.

I can take you to your friends.

Thanks, but...

I'll find them myself.

You can't leave us out here.

Shut it, Elf.

They're coming.

Who's coming?

The Trolls, Princess.

I told you there was
something not right

about these people, didn't I?

Never thought I'd end up as dinner.

We're being fed to the Trolls?

And now he's up to speed.

I got a proposal for you, Blondie.

In exchange for my freedom.

And what exactly is that?

I'm talking about Elfstones,

the most powerful magic
in all the Four Lands,

the last hope for the Elvin race.

And they could be yours.

I got 'em right in my pocket.

With these, you could
get rid of the Elves,

once and for all.

- Nice try.
- What?

Look, the kid must still have 'em.

He switched them on me!

I swear. Check his pockets.

I swear!

Have a nice life, Rover.

Well, for the next 20 seconds anyway.

Let's go.

Well, here's a thought...

since you've still got
the real Elfstones on you,

why don't you whip 'em out
and show us what you've got

before that pack of Trolls rolls in

and sucks the meat off our bones!

Even if I could reach them,

they only work on one thing...

Demons.

Would it really hurt to try?

Wil!

Hurry!

I'm trying. I just...

I can't reach the Stones!

No, no, no, no!

I'm sorry for what I said.

I'm sorry I ever doubted you.

Sorry to spoil the moment,

but a little help here?

Oh, no, no, no!

Do you realize what you've done?

Tye, please...

You've doomed us all!

Wil!

Hey, give me that thing

and I'll hold them off while
you guys make a run for it.

Seriously, do you think
I'm that stupid?

Kid... just you can trust me.

I've got nothing to lose.

This whole time... I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I cut the line at Pykon.

I'm sorry for all of it.

You're the best thing I ever did.

Let me make up for it.

Come on.

Wil, come on.

Go... go make me proud, kid.

Go save the world.

Tye, what are you doing?

Frances...

No!

No!

Now what?

Now we find Safehold.

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