The Strain (2014–2017): Season 1, Episode 7 - For Services Rendered - full transcript

Previously on The Strain.

You've grown old, A230385.

It has been many years.
You look exactly the same.

We are organizing you all
for assignments to quarters and jobs.

- Skills?
- We are carpenters.

This scourge we are now
witnessing has existed for millennia.

Ravages what is human
and instills a raging thirst.

Are you saying this epidemic was
intentional, that somebody planned this?

- Is that what you're saying?
- I don't know! They paid me a little...

to do them a favor, and then the favors
kept getting bigger.

- You waited till now to tell us?
- You might not understand this, Eph,



but I would do anything
to keep my wife alive.

Gusto! He's got
one of those things! Help!

What is that shit, bro?
Get it out!

Those we hold dear,
if they are turned,

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

Where are we going?

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

You are both ready.
Good.

I have a new plan.

Would you like me to carry it for you, Mr. Luss?
- No.

There should be somebody here.
I got it, thanks. Yeah.

Communications companies
across the country...

have been unable to reverse
the dramatic failure...

of cellphone and Intemet communications
which began late yesterday.



The fringe hacker group the Citizens for Liberty
claims responsibility for the slowdown,

which has paralyzed some
of Wall Street's major financial institutions.

The tragedy has already
generated a class-action lawsuit filed Tuesday.

Attorney Joan Luss
told reporters at a press conference...

that 173 of the Regis passenger families
had joined in the legal action.

Over 200 people were killed
on that flight.

And
Regis Air and the CEO bears a-

Go get 'em, girl.

Neeva?
Merci. I reach you.

It was 25 times
I call you before I get through.

You must come home.
Your wife isn't well.

There is something very wrong
with her and she doesn't even know it.

I- Whoa, whoa, just slow down.
What?

I took the children.
Took them where?

My home.
I'm on my way from the airport.

I'll be at the house in 20 minutes.
Just bring the kids back there.

No, I cannot.
Neeva.

I've been on a plane for 19 hours.

I'm not making a side trip
to Yonkers tonight.

They are already asleep.

Fine, in the morning.

First thing in the morning,
bring 'em to the house.

Call Joan Luss, home.

Cell service
unavailable. Connect to the Internet.

Neighborhoods
a little deserted.

Any idea what's going on?
They say it is from eclipse.

- Hows that?
- $8.30.

Credit
machine not working tonight.

Cash only.

Gotta run inside and get cash.
I'll be right back.

Man.

Franco?

What the-

Go, go, go!
Just start the car!

Go! Go!
Drive!

- Lock the doors! Drive the car!
- What are you doing?

Drive the car! Jesus Christ!

- Drive the car!
- What is this, man?

Drive the goddamn car! Go!
Watch out!

- Holy shit.
- What is this, man?

Go, go, go!
Oh, Jesus!

What are you doing?

What are you doing? What the shit!

Joan!

Joan, you gotta call the cops!

Joan, honey, where are you?

Joan!

Come on. Come on. Oh, thank God.

Services have been suspended for this area.

We have to-
We value you as a customer...

and hope to reestablish service as
soon as possible. -

This is a recording.
Oh, my God.

Transportation authorities
just announced the Brooklyn Bridge...

has been closed-
Silver bullets?

They are susceptible to silver.
It burns them.

I cast these bullets myself.
Okay.

I learned the legend
of this creature from my bubbe,

my grandmother,
when I was eight years old.

She's the one who told me
silver could harm them.

I have since verified this
many times.

Silver is known to interfere
with sulfur bonds in bacteria.

- I suggest you fill up a gun.
- Look, before we do any more killing-

and especially because I think it's pretty clear
we can't stop this thing one by one-

I've got a better idea. We've got video.
We've got ample proof to show people.

Let's get this in front of the public.

- Let's get it in front of everybody.
- That will not work.

Whoever is behind this has
eliminated that option...

with much calculation
and at great expense.

Oh, but your theory
that you pitched yesterday-

that we kill the leader of these vampires-

that's far more logical.

It's far more
likely to work.

We kill the Master, and his spawn will die.
I promise you.

Okay, for convenience sake,
and strictly as a semantic term,

we'll refer to him as “the Master.”

You're saying we kill
the Master,

and that's somehow gonna
stop this plague.

Yes.

That makes no biological sense.

You destroy one creature and somehow all
the other ones die? How does that work?

I have verified the observations of
these authors with my own experience.

Those that are inaccurate,
I have discarded.

That is your
scientific method, no?

If you wish to defeat this evil,
you must trust me.

I understand this.
You do not.

Aliens have infiltrated the
highest levels of our government-

Thanks, Howard.

At every turn, everything
I have said has proven to be correct.

- Is that not true?
- Yes, but-

This is no different.

Logic is not the issue here.
It's your desire to always be in control.

All right. All right.

If we were to do this,
how do we find this master?

Well, that is
our first problem.

His nesting place will be
well hidden.

We need to locate
his human helpers.

What about Jim?

Those people hired Jim to smuggle
the coffin out of the airport.

- Jim? Who's Jim?
- He's the guy who betrayed me.

- I'm not going back there.
- Well, we're running out of other options.

Please.

Ephraim, trust me.

We will prevail.

Achtung! In line! Now!

Ah.

Gentlemen.

While you have been contributing
so diligently to the war effort,

we conducted an inspection of your barracks
and made a surprising discovery.

A Jewish talisman.

I believe you people refer to it
as “the hand of Miriam.”

We found it secured
beneath one of your bunks.

It appears to have been carved from the
very oak you work with in this shop.

Oak that is property of
the Third Reich.

Now, who is responsible for this
fine piece of craftsmanship?

No one wishes
to claim credit?

Very well.

Thuds]

I will shoot you one at a time
until the perpetrator steps forward.

I made it.

- Where did you learn to carve like this?
- My father.

Show me your hands.

Yes.

A230385.

Please, come with me.

If I recall correctly,

this totem is named after
the sister of Moses and Aaron,

and it's supposed to offer
protection from evil.

I have a special project for you.

Lots of detail work,

but that shouldn't be
difficult for you.

You're excused from
regular duties.

This will be your sole focus.

Any contraband
between your toes?

Let me see.
Wiggle 'em for me.

Hear what I'm saying, bro?
I'm not your bro.

It was self-defense.
Other foot, please.

Up. Toes?

You didn't see
that fat dude's body?

Do I look like a coroner to you?
Arms up.

He had a six-foot
frog tongue!

He bled white!
He had worms in his blood!

Sir, you need
to chill out.

Get that light
outta my face, man.

In a couple of hours, you'll come
down off of whatever shit you took.

But in the meantime, you need
to follow my instructions.

Now bend forward and
expose your buttocks.

I didn't take nothin'.
I don't do drugs.

You better tell your bosses there's
some weird shit goin' down out there.

This is New York City. Weird shit
goes down out there all the time.

Okay, what did I forget?
Your phone charger.

All right, well,
we better get going.

Our flight doesn't leave
for four hours.

Yeah, well, with everything that's going
on, traffic's gonna be a nightmare.

Something wrong?
You tell me.

You can't sit still. You
keep looking out the window.

I don't want to miss the flight.
Why?

You say this is the most
deadly outbreak ever,

and suddenly you want to run
off to Palo Alto with me?

That's not you.
This is different.

All right?
This is about your health.

- It's about us.
- I know when you're lying to me.

You always fiddle with
your glasses.

Can we just talk about this
when we get there? No.

We're talking about it now.

Why did Barnes sideline you?
He sidelined all of us.

He doesn't want to acknowledge
what's going on.

Eph.
- No, it's-

You helped him do whatever
got him into trouble.

It's not Eph's fault.
It's me.

- I don't understand.
- I know.

Jim, it's Eph!

- I thought the FBI had you.
- They did. Let us in.

- Sylvia, please.
- Come on, let 'em through.

What don't you understand,
Sylvia?

Your husband accepted bribes,

and because of that, an epidemic is
now tearing its way through the city.

Sylvia, I was involved
in a major way.

Look-
No.

You're not actually
thinking of doing this.

I cannot believe that you are gonna
let this self-righteous prick...

manipulate you with
crazy talk about vampires.

No, I-
I saw one.

It attacked me. Okay, I'm not
listening to any more of this.

You need to decide what
you're going to do...

and who matters to you.

I have to help them.

Okay. Great.

- Where are you going?
- To call a cab. I'm leaving.

You do what you want!
I will too!

Jim, I need you
to describe the German.

He was about 45,
blond hair, graying.

May have been a toupee.

Really waxy skin.

And, uh, his eyes were intense.

He was well dressed.

Thomas Eichhorst.

Give me a minute.

Lei him talk to her.

What's your history
with this German?

It's long.
Complicated.

He's a strigoi.

But when I first met him, many
years ago, he was still human,

yet...

just as monstrous.

A230385?

- How is it progressing?
- Very well, Herr Standartenführer.

Your father taught you well.

Does it bring you enjoyment?

It takes my mind off this place.

In that sense, I suppose it's...

pleasurable.

I've never been good with my hands.

Cannot draw or sculpt, or carve anything.

Want to know how pathetic I am?

In middle-school woodworking, I had to steal
another boy’s project to pass the class.

How sad is that?

We all have different talents.

I'm sure you did not rise to your...

position...

through sheer luck.

Quite right.

Managing people-
that's my talent.

Picking the right person
for the right job.

Just as I did with you
on this project.

And, God, I was right.

Look at that craftsmanship.

Wish I had more like you.

Bonjour, Audrey.

Sleep well?
No.

Neeva,
can we please go home?

That's a good question, Mom.

You told their father
you'd have them back by now.

Go get your brother
and we talk about it, huh?

What do you mean
“talk about it”?

Christ, Mother. You are their
employee, not part of their family.

There is danger in that house.

- Audrey! Keene! Get your coats on.
- No! You can't!

Don't argue with me
about it.

Okay, we're
taking them back.

Okay.

But if it is as I say-
if she is sick-

we will take the children
away from there.

I'm a nurse, Mom. If Mrs. Luss
is sick, I'll know what to do.

Kids, get your coats on.

Dr. Moise said one of the side effects
of corticosteroids is weight gain.

In your case,
that could be a good thing.

Did he happen to comment
on the elephant in the room?

Now, what happens if his drug cocktail
fails and my body rejects the liver?

Sir, I don't think
it's productive for you to think about that.

In a few days, I'm sure
we'll look back on this...

as a small bump in the road
to your recovery.

I am most
gratified to hear that.

We're all terribly
fond of Eldritch.

Herr Eichhorst,

I'm not aware that
we're on a first-name basis.

I'll be right outside.

Your manservant has developed
misgivings about our relationship.

He's a keen judge of character.

And very protective.

Understandably. He's been
with me since his birth.

His parents worked for
my mother and father.

It's disappointing that is
no longer a common practice.

I assume you've informed
your master...

that the plan I've constructed
is unfolding perfectly.

Everyone is focused on the Citizens
for Liberty cyber-attacks.

And only a small wrinkle.

I've just received
a disturbing voice mail.

This is Jim Kent.

Look, I didn't destroy
Redfern's body.

I want you to have the German...

bring $100,000 cash
to Grand Central at 3:30 this afternoon.

The Vanderbilt entrance.

I get the money,
you get Redfern's body,

and I'm never
to be heard from again.

You assured me that you had this
fellow under control. It's a bluff.

Kent would never have the courage
to try this on his own.

The Jew is behind it.

I thought you were going
to deal with him.

He has more tenacity
than I thought.

Well... I hope
it won't be a problem.

No problem.

- I'll take care of it.
- Wunderbar.

Felix.

Make room.

You all right?

I got you.
Let's go.

I got you.

Watch out.
Yo, make room.

First come, first serve.

Put him back on the floor
where he belongs.

Get your bitch ass
off the bench.

Come on. Felix, relax, all right?

Breathe easy.

I'm being punished
for what we did.

Stop talking crazy, man.

Rest easy, okay? I'm gonna
get us some help. Uh-huh.

We're gonna get out of this.
All right?

Just relax.

You're gonna be all right.

Yo, CO!

CO!

My friend needs some help, man.
He's sick.

A paramedic
will come see him.

When?

When?

When he has time.

Now shut up, or you'll be needing him too.

- Look, Sylvia, I'm-
- No. Don't bother.

Look, I'm sorry I lied.

All right? I was only
trying to protect you.

Let's go.

Goddamn it.

- She'll come around.
- Will she?

Look, I'm all in with you guys.

Let's hope this works
and the German guy shows up.

He has too much hubris.
Once challenged, he will show.

You'll need this.

I was sort of hoping for
something in the gun family.

Silver is more effective.

You must pick up the pace,

A230385.

I'm assuming the urgency
is from that Russian artillery?

It will get finished.

I admire your work ethic.

Where I grew up, everyone worked hard.
We knew no other way.

Where do you come from?

I was born in Armenia.
Hmm.

After the Great War,
my family settled in a little town in Romania.

Vârsolt.
Vârsolt.

Of course.

I traveled through there...

summer... '41

It has a beautifully preserved
Roman castra.

Oh-

Went through the hands
of many great empires.

The Romans,

Mongols, Habsburgs,
the Turks-

So, tell me,

A230385.

Do you think we Germans will
outlast our predecessors?

Please, speak freely.

I think the Third Reich
is in its death throes.

Very likely.

But suppose a new Reich rose
from the ashes of this one,

led by a new fuhrer...

who was able to deliver everything
Hitler promised and more.

I think that would be
a very sad day for humanity.

Quite the opposite, my friend.
It's what humanity craves.

- A strong leader, a visionary.
- Visionary?

Hitler is a megalomaniac who
declared himself dictator. Wrong!

Hitler was elected democratically!

He went before the Reichstag.

He asked the elected representatives of the
people to grant him extraordinary powers.

And they did,
by an overwhelming majority.

- Because they were terrified.
- Yes. Terrified of democracy!

They'd lived through the chaos
of the Weimar Republic!

Governments gridlocked
by partisan bickering!

They realized
Plato was right.

A republic can only be led
by a philosopher king...

with the wisdom...

to look after the needs of the many.

Unless you are a Jew.
Ah.

You see, this is the problem.

You take all of this
too personally.

After the murder of my family,
I suppose I do.

Oh, the nobility
of the victim.

I see.

You comfort yourself
with the fantasy...

that you're
morally superior to me.

But you're not.

First day you arrived, I asked
if anyone was a carpenter,

and you eagerly threw up
your hands!

And from that day on, you've labored here,
working on behalf of the Third Reich!

I had no choice.
Yes, you had!

But you're afraid
of the choice.

The alternative.

Here.

Let me make it
clearer to you.

If you're quick enough,
you might grab my pistol.

You're going to die anyway,
when the trains stop.

Why not go down fighting?
Right here. Right now.

Don't you want to try?

It's much easier to do nothing,
isn't it? Safer.

If that God you believe in
really existed,

what do you suppose
he would think of you?

See? Look. I told you.

Something evil happened here.
Call the police.

No, no!
Ke- Keene!

No, no!
Wait!

- Come back here!
- No!

Wait! Come back!
Keene and Audrey!

Mommy, where are you?

Mama, are you home?

Disgusting.
Mr. Luss?

Miss Joan?
Someone's been sick.

Audrey?

Miss Joan?

You stay there!

Mr. Luss?

Daddy?
No!

Sebastiane.
We have to leave.

We can't. We have to take
this man to a hospital.

No, we must go now!
Oh, God. Mama?

What is that thing? Sebastiane!

Neeva!

Neeva!

The door!

Neeva! Neeva! Neeva!

Quick, help me with the table!

What's wrong with my mama?

An evil Loa has possessed her.
He craves food.

What food?

Good morning, ma'am.
Uh, right upstairs.

No luggage, Mr. Kent?

And no Sylvia.

Won't she be joining you
on your train?

Where's the money?
Where's the Jew?

What Jew?
He's here somewhere.

I can smell him.

And he's managed to recruit you
into his pathetic crusade.

You're now on the wrong side
of history, Jim Kent.

It's not too late.

You and your wife could still be
part of a glorious new order.

But make
the wrong decision here,

and you condemn Sylvia to
a painful and lingering death.

I'll ask you
one more time.

Where is the Jew?
Christ, I have no-

I could drink you right here.

Turn you.

If you do anything-

You see those cops
over there?

They'll be all over you.

Well.

Then I guess you've made
your decision.

Consider your wife dead.

Passengers, watch the gap
between the train and the platform.

This is Grand
Central, 42nd Street. Transfers-

This is an Eastchester-bound 5
express train.

The next stop is 51st Street.

Ladies and gentlemen, we apologize...

for the unavoidable delay.

Eph.

Shit.

He lost us.

Jim.

Did you see where Eichhorst went?
No.

Look, he knows it's a trap.
He's looking for Setrakian.

- Did you warn him?
- I didn't see him.

All right. We have to find Setrakian.
Come on.

I saw him on the first level.

Seven train service
between 74th Street and Broadway...

to 111th Street
and Roosevelt Avenue...

has been reduced
due to construction.

We apologize for
the inconvenience this causes.

For further information,
see the information desk-

Ladies and gentlemen,
we apologize for the unavoidable delay.

[ Coughing 1
[ Baby Crying I

Stand clear of the closing doors, please.

Stand clear of the closing doors.

Attention passengers, the last stop of the
6 train headed toward Pelham Bay Park...

is Third Avenue-138th Street.

A230385.

You really thought
I would lead you to him?

I warned you to stay in jail.

Fitting that we should end our journey
where it began- on a train platform.

But this time,
I'm the one with the weapon.

Sardu's sword.

The Master will be pleased to get ii back.
Then come and take it.

And once again,
you follow a false messiah...

who will prove as horrific
as the last one.

I give you another day of life, Jew,
for services rendered.

Are you all right?

We have a new cook.

Makes his own wurst.
It's quite tasty.

Go on. Take it.

You earned it.

You've included every detail.

Oh.

It's magnificent.

They're back.

Oh, papa!

Mama-

Come to me.

Did they injure you?

Non. No.

Good.

Bring the young ones to me.

Ah.
Come over here.

I want to have a look at you.

Make sure you’re okay.

Did they, uh, scare you?

Hmm? I bet they did.

Good. You look okay.

Come here.
How about you?

Did they, uh, hurt you?

No? Well, that's
a good thing to know.

Hmm? Ah.

And how about you?

It's just a nick.
I'll be okay.

Oh. May I see?

Mmm. Yeah. Good.

Good.
Take the children. Go.

No. Wait a moment.

Wait.

No!

Be quiet.

Do not touch her.

She is corrupted.