The Strain (2014–2017): Season 1, Episode 5 - Runaways - full transcript

- Previously on The Strain.
- You've grown old, A230385.

Surprised to see me?

You look
exactly the same.

206 passengers are dead,
and we don't know why.

Four passengers survived,
and we don't know why.

There's no answer to 'why us.” It's
just random luck, but I'll take it.

- Why do you want that list?
- I'm gonna visit their families.

Pay my respects.

Now that you
mention it-

Oh!

I know a urologist who might be persuaded
to make an emergency house call.



You have two bosses now,
Jim Kent.

The ones you report to
at the CDC and me.

They paid me a little bit
of money to do 'em a favor.

And then the favors
kept getting bigger-

And you waited
till now to tell us?

I would do anything
to keep my wife alive.

Are you going to murder
everyone on that list?

Yes.

Of course, and as you know,

the Serenade for the Eclipse concert is Mr.
Bolivar's number-one priority.

I understand that, Sean,
and I will do my best.

I'll let you know as soon
as I have a firm answer.

Thank you.

I'm Dr. Evanston,
the urologist.



Ruby Wain,
Mr. Bolivar's manager.

Thank you so much
for coming on short notice.

Dr. Box said it was urgent.
It is.

The concert is tomorrow, and Mr.
Bolivar isn't doing well at all.

I don't know if it's
this whole plane thing,

but it's vital that we get
him on that stage tomorrow.

And this goes without saying- your
discretion is of the utmost importance.

Gabe?

Dr. Evanston's here.

Drink.

Drink.

Mr. Bolivar.

I'm Dr. Evanston,
the urologist.

Can I do a 3:00?

Yes, a full mani-pedi.

No, no, no, that wont work.
Let me do Chiang instead.

Okay, well,
then how about 4:00?

Oh, my-

Gabe!

Dr. Evanston?

Gabe, are you in here?

Gabe, are you okay?

Mine.

- Help.
- Mine.

Oh, God!
Please help me!

Ow! Shit!

Ah! Ah!

Come on.
Come on. Answer.

It-It's me. It's me.
Something happened.

No, no, no, no.
The concert is canceled.

No. Just stop.
Listen- Listen- Listen to me.

It's Gabe.
I think he's, um-

He's hurt someone bad.

Like permanently bad.

Of course
I didn't call the police.

I haven't talked to anyone.

At the townhouse.

He's still there.

Are you sure?

You have somebody
that can do that?

'Cause I can't be connected
to this in any way.

We should call someone.

Who do you suggest?
The police?

I just got out of jail and
have no wish to return.

But if you'd like to spend the next few vital
days in custody to appease your guilt,

be my guest.

This scourge
we are now witnessing...

has existed for millennia.

It is a corruption of
both flesh and spirit.

It ravages what is human
in its victims,

instills a raging thirst.

Thai is his goal-
to destroy humanity.

“His" goal?
Who's he?

The Master.

Is that a proper name?

I suppose you might
call him “patient zero.”

He spreads his virus through
the parasites in his blood,

driven
by his horrible will.

Do you know why there are
different rates of infection...

between the “dead” passengers
and the survivors?

Some people get the flu
and have a sniffle.

Some die.

Well, did this Master-

Why would he let
four passengers live?

The media focuses on the
miraculous survival of the four...

as opposed to
the deaths of 200,

allowing the dead time to change,
return home and spread the disease.

The Master excels at
manipulation and disinformation,

which is why they
created a scapegoat-

the unfortunate Regis CEO.

So it's a disease,
but it has an intelligence?

What I can say is
that this was all planned.

Not just the events on the plane,
but the fallout surrounding it.

Okay.

Who is he?

An ancient creature...

who feeds on the blood
of his victims.

Like a vampire.

I use the term strigoi.

Which is what?
“Vampire” in-

- Romanian.
- Oh.

Now, take away the cape,
the fangs, the accent.

He's a predator,
a leech, a blemish.

And I know
it's hard to believe, but-

Even I didn't at first.

How do you
know all this?

When I was a little boy,

my grandmother-
my bubbeh meise-

she told me fairy stories about
the strigoi, about the Master.

I thought they
were only stories...

until I...

saw the devil
with my own eyes.

Once we're there, you'll be able
to stretch your legs, Bubbe.

Hopefully it won't be
too much longer.

This train I would not
wish to go any faster.

I don't think
we will be happy...

to arrive
at our destination.

We don't know that.

Don't be naive.

Abraham.

Remember the stories
I told you.

Evil lurks in this world, and
I fear we are soon to meet it.

Out!

On behalf of the camp
administration, I bid you welcome.

Just as our soldiers
risk their lives,

you will work here
for the welfare of a new Europe.

Together, we create a better
world for future generations.

This is a place
of order and discipline.

Do your work, and you shall
be treated accordingly.

After the war,

we shall assess everyone based
on his merits and reassign him.

No, please, please.

Abraham, go.

Abraham, leave him!

Get in the line!

Do you want to die now?
Let her go.

I have to protect her.

And if you try, you'll be killed also.
Do you think she wants that?

You. You.

Over here.

- Skills?
- We are carpenters.

I have six weeks
as an apprentice.

This is how we live.

Time to get up.

We made you breakfast
in bed. I cooked.

- I did.
- Making toast isn't cooking.

Thanks, guys.
- Okay, you two, slow down. Mama doesn't feel good.

No, no,
it's okay, Neeva.

Any better? I'm fine, if
you'd just stop fussing.

My throat is sore
and I'm tired.

Regis idiots aren't gonna know what
hit them when I'm done with them.

Yes, Miss Joan.
Now, drink your tea.

- Okay, okay, I've got it.
- Shit.

I wish you
weren’t sick, Mom.

Yeah, me too.

Neeva, I- I-
I need some rest.

Thank you guys
for breakfast.

Neeva.

So now what? I assume you have a plan.

Of course.

I visit the next person
on the flight manifest.

And you kill everyone
on that list.

Remember, they are
no longer people,

and to think they are
is very dangerous.

This early in the infection,
they're easier to kill.

Now I have recruited you.

Perhaps at the next house
we find another person to help.

And maybe at the next,
another.

With 20 people,
we can cover 10 victims apiece.

- So you're gonna build a little army.
- If I can.

Well, I need film
of one of the victims alive.

Then my bosses will know how
dangerous and violent they are.

- Who's next on the list?
- Ansel Barbour.

- One of the survivors.
- He's probably turned by now.

Here. It's a nail gun.

Modified it years ago.

Loaded with silver nails.

Silver affects them.
It can even kill them.

For my purposes,
it weakens them enough...

to allow me to get close
enough for a final blow.

You think
you're taking a risk...

in trusting
the word of a stranger.

But I am taking the greater
risk in trusting you.

What we're dealing with here
is the fate of the human race,

though I don't expect you
to believe that yet.

You believe you're drafting me
into your cause,

but, truth is,
I'm drafting you into mine.

And just to be clear,

if, in your attempt to film Mr.
Barbour, he infects you,

I will not hesitate
to release you.

Duly noted.

Yeah.

How long have you
been doing this?

Long enough.

Interesting vehicle here.

Oh, yeah? Esther?

I got her in the Congo.

Along way to go
for a truck.

It was one
of my first assignments.

We were dealing with an epidemic of
human African trypanosomiasis...

that was burning its way
through the Orientale Province.

I had to get from my camp to
this village that had been hit.

I traded my, uh-
my Rolex for it,

which was a gift
from my father-in-law,

which was not ideal
for my marriage.

Anyway, uh, she was beat
to shit when I got her.

Hardly run.
But, uh,

I just fell in love with her.

Shipped her home, restored her.
I've been driving her ever since.

Well, it's very impractical, driving
on the wrong side of the road.

Is there a heater in here?

I know. I know.
It's just a reminder.

Uh, we saved a lot
of lives back there.

So you're a romantic
and impractical.

Wonderful.

This is Dr. Nora Martinez.

Please leave me a message, and I'll
get back to you as soon as I can.

Hey, Nora, I know you
don’t wanna talk to me,

but just-just call me back
and let me know that you're okay.

Please.
Just- Just call me.

You two are close?

We're friends.

Nothing more?

What does it matter?

Those we hold... dear,

if they are turned,

they come back home
and destroy those they love the most.

Zajak died last night.
Did you see the body?

I try not to look.
He was sick.

Not that sick.

Something killed him.

Being here killed him.

No, I saw something
in the bunkhouse last night.

What did you see?

I saw a creature.

It was feeding
on him.

Sounds like you
had a nightmare.

It was real.

My bubbe told me stories
when I was a child.

Stories of the monster
who fed on the blood of men.

She said the monster
was drawn to human misery.

What place is
more miserable than this?

Well, that part I believe.

She told me the only way
to kill it was with silver.

If we can get into the metal shop where
they're melting down the silver-

Stop. Now.

Stop looking for monsters.

We're already
surrounded by them.

You’re lucky the boss
man's not in yet.

Small favors.

He's pretty angry
at you.

That rich guy called,
said you were rude.

You wonder why there's
so many rat calls lately?

Mmm, no.

You know, I was getting
on the subway today...

and I did see,
like, 10 rats,

like,
on the platform.

Yeah, and then they just ran up the
stairs and out of the station,

ballsy as you please.

Rats don't migrate
like that, you know,

unless- I don't know-

they lose their food source
or something disturbs them.

There's plenty of food
down there.

Something is driving them
out of their nests.

- Like what?
- A bigger predator.

Hmm? Hey.

What about these calls?

Oh, yeah.
Give them to Mitch.

The upcoming total solar eclipse...

is one of the most spectacular
astronomical events...

that most New Yorkers
will ever witness.

But viewing it can be
exceptionally dangerous.

The massive occultation of the sun
can cause permanent blindness,

macular damage
and thermal retinal burn.

Do not view this event directly unless
you take the proper precautions.

Unfortunately, this station has found
many unscrupulous vendors hawking-

Dr. Martinez.

Yea- Cell phones
haven't been working.

What?

She did?

I'll be right there.

How'd you find her?

Oh, she walked about six blocks, went
into a coffee shop and ordered a martini.

Fortunately, she was
wearing her ID bracelet.

- There she is, my beautiful daughter.
- Hola, Mama.

Dr. Martinez,
this is her third incident.

I understand. But please,
she loves it here.

I do not.

Mama, please.

Why don't you go sit down?
I'll be right there.

Please, she has friends here,
people here to talk to.

We would have to hire
someone to look after her.

It would be expensive.

I'll pay for it.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Excuse me.

This is my daughter Nora.
She's in medical school.

Hello. I'm Doris.
Nice to meet you.

So you're studying
to be a doctor?

Actually,
I'm already a doctor.

I work for the Centers
for Disease Control.

My Nora
is a good girl.

She came
to help me pack.

I'm just here to visit, Ma.

I want you
to take me home.

You are home.

- We gotta get her down.
- Wait.

What are you doing?

In a silver mirror, if she's
infected, the reflection vibrates.

- It's one of the signs of the strigoi.
- Really?

Help me with her.

We have
other priorities.

Here we go. She left the
children with his sister.

“I am so sorry, Ansel.

I can't bear to face
this world without you.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.”

Be careful.

Do whatever you can
to avoid the blood.

One worm-
that's all it takes.

Did she
chain him up in here?

He chained himself
to spare his family.

It makes our job easier.
Use the nail gun.

Stun the strigoi!

Avoid contact with the worms.
Don't touch the blood.

Use the nail gun.

Stun the strigoi!

Good enough.

Do you believe it now,
Doctor?

The evil we're facing?

Nora, just call me back,
please.

I need to know
you're safe.

We must leave. Good luck
with your video, Doctor.

Come with me.

Help me get
this quarantine declared.

You must do what you
think is right,

as must I.

I hope you succeed
and prove me wrong.

Until then, well, I know my cause
seems hopeless,

but I have seen what happens when
people stand by and do nothing.

Inaction is
the greatest evil.

We both
have work to do.

Please, stay with me.

Was I speaking?

No, sir.

How am I, Doctor?

The surgery
was a success.

Of course it's too early to say if
there'll be any rejection issues.

Is there something else
on your mind, Doctor?

It's a fact now, Eldritch.

Your body cannot endure the trauma
of another major operation.

And if the AMA gets wind
of this organ harvesting-

I won't require you
to operate on me again.

The fee you collect
for this procedure will be your last.

Thank you
for understanding.

It isn't always up to us.
Of course it isn't.

One must rely
on a higher power.

Mr. Bolivar.

Never sneak up
on a working man like that.

I'm Jack Noon.

Your manager requested that I
come do a little tidying up.

So can you just
back off for a while,

and I'm gonna make sure
this never happened.

Ah, some blood.

It's not a big...

messy disaster
like I've seen.

So, just gonna-

Cell phone triangulation
and GPS places her here.

We'll just deposit that
on the street.

Now, your story is...

she arrived,
she administered to you...

and then she mentioned that she was
feeling a bit under the weather,

and then
she left soon after.

But for right now, the
less you know, the better.

I'm gonna have to insist
that you back up.

Okay?

Keep some space. I'll be out
of your hair in no time.

¿Comprende?

That was a serious mistake, dude.
Don't make another.

Now who's
gonna pay me?

What?

I don't know how many times I
have to tell you. I'm fine.

You need a doctor,
Miss Joan.

No, I need fresh air,
not more goddamn tea.

A run's gonna
clear this up.

- I don't think that's a good idea.
- I don't think I asked you.

Oh, God!

- What's the matter? What?
- There's something in my eye.

Do you see it?

What is it?

Nothing.

Okay, that's super helpful.

Where are we going? Are
we going into the city?

Mama needs some rest, so we
are going on an adventure.

Whoever is the first one
out the door gets a prize.

Neeva!

Uh, I was taking
the children to a movie.

Yes!

We will be back
in-in a few hours.

Fine. Just not
too late, Neeva.

Of course not.

Remember how I used to
braid your hair for school?

Every day.

Appearances
matter, Nora.

I know, Ma.

I'm sorry I have
to work so much.

It's just so hard
with your father gone.

When are
we going home?

You are home.

This is not my home.

I don't know
these people.

You force me
to live with strangers.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry
you have to stay here.

Why? You always say stay,
but you never say why.

Please, please.
Don't do this to me right now.

¿Qué te pasa?

Tell me what's wrong.
Let me help.

Tell me.

Something bad
happened at work.

We're working
on this case,

and I don’t think I can do
what needs to be done.

You'll figure it out,
my smart girl.

Why do you think
I did what I did...

to put you
through school?

Because I always knew you could
conquer anything in this world.

I don't want to go back to my
room, and this isn't my home.

I'll lie down with you
until you fall asleep,

just like we used to.

Oh, God!

What's going on?

Hey! What are you doing?

We have to go.
Come on.

Nora, stop.
We can't.

Nora, where are we going? Home, Ma.
We're going home.

Everett, you and the secretary
wanted proof. Here it is.

- Eph, what are you doing here?
- I'm doing my job.

I've been following the spread of
this disease. And it is a disease.

I have video documenting the
physical effects of this infection.

I also have video of an infected person
in the full throes of the illness.

Everett, this is moving fast.

What is it that you want?
What do I want?

I want a broad quarantine. We need to lock
down anyone related to the plane casualties.

You want to lock down
relatives of dead passengers?

They're not dead.

They're dormant but infected,

and at a certain point
they all wake up.

It's like a-

It's like a caterpillar
turning into a butterfly.

They look dead, but they're
undergoing a metamorphosis.

And when they
come out the other side,

they're something
completely different.

So you found
the bodies.

No. But I know
where they are, generally.

I performed an autopsy
on Captain Redfem.

I also have
empirical proof...

that the victims are returning
home and infecting their families.

I saw Gary Arnot,
Emma Arnot's father.

He was infected by Emma.

- Eph, this is-
- I know it's hard to fathom.

But if we can just contain this
in this level, this family level,

we might have
a chance to beat this.

I need you to do this, Everett.
Please.

Everyone above me
would be against this.

I would have
to move mountains.

And if you did, you'd be the man who
beat this plague. Wouldn't you, Everett?

You'd be right up there
with Pasteur, Salk.

This event-
it's that big.

Please.

Just look at the video.

Once you see the proof,

you'll know
it's the right call.

He chained himself
to spare his family.

It makes our job easier.

Use the nail gun!
Stun the strigoi!

I'm gonna- I'm gonna cancel
my next appointment.

Thank you.

It's spreading.

Massively.

Get down here right now.

He's not canceling
his meeting, is he?

They have you on video...

dragging Redfern's body
down the hallway in the basement.

Have
to get out of here.

He's shut down my card.

Not mine.

Eph, I'm sorry. I had no idea
that this was gonna happen.

You wanna do the right thing? Get
Barnes to declare that quarantine.

Get every passenger and their
family members in our control.

Eph, drop your phone.
I'll see what I can do.

I'm trying to e-mail
myself these files.

The Internet
is all screwed up.

You gotta drop it.
They can trace you.

This is my evidence.
I can't.

They can't trace me without the SIM
card, right? Give me a paper clip.

Eph.

Take this.

Look, whatever I did, I
never did it to betray you.

You know
what'd be helpful?

Do your job.