Wynonna Earp (2016–…): Season 4, Episode 11 - Better Dig Two - full transcript

Previously
on Wynonna Earp...

Please, Wynonna.

- Teach me to be like you.
- Ooh.

Why would the Garden offer me
a book we can't read?

Must be awful

losing your whole family.

- I want her.
- I'm doing you a favour.

You think you're gonna get
away with...

Selfish little angel!

- What's going on?
- How do I find her?

Your journey
is over, Wynonna Earp.



And mine has just begun.

- Come on!
- You killed her!

Come on! Back! Back!

Hey!

General Graham?

They're all gonna
be food anyway.

Doc! Doc! Stay back!

- Keep me away from her!
- Hey, don't worry.

You only have to survive
'til morning,

then it's off to the ark.

To be food for our demons,
but hey,

another day is another day.

Mercedes, are you okay?

Not to be a Nedley,
but this hurts like a bitch.



And I paid a ton of customs
to get this outfit here

and now,
it's covered in blood.

It's soaked in blood!

Doc!
I know that you're in there!

You gotta fight it!

You are not going to feed!

I could use some help
from a half angel

and a chick
with a big ass gun right now!

You're beautiful.

And terrible.

The fog?

The fog is no longer
necessary.

I am the fail-safe.

What did Jolene do to you?

Jolene.

Ah yes, the body's other half.

Well, I suppose she helped
Waverly...

evolve.

Waverly Earp, you wipe that
ethereal look off your face

this minute.
This is not an Enya video.

I want my sister back.

I have but one destination.

You do not walk away from me!

I've been through hell
to get you back,

so if you think for a second
you're just gonna bail.

The affairs of man
are no longer my concern.

I'm no man.

I'm the woman who will not
watch you become this...

thing.

As you wish.

What did you do?

Why?

Because it's her turn,
Wynonna.

I can't see.

I can't see.

Waverly?

Don't leave me alone
in the dark!

♪ 'Cause I gave you
all I got to give ♪

♪ I know that ain't
no way to live ♪

♪ I told that devil
to take you back ♪

♪ I told that devil
to take you back ♪

So, how's Little Heroes
Training Camp going?

You a big murder machine
like Wynonna yet?

Be quiet.

God, the sound of Doc
and Jeremy,

of all of those helpless humans
locked in that cage,

screaming out to Wynonna
as she just

marched off with
the last living Clanton.

I don't think
I'll ever sleep again.

Whatever choices
Wynonna's made, she has a plan.

And I trust her.

Aw...

The only thing
you should trust

is that sick little feeling
in your gut.

Because that Reaper in the fog
with Wynonna...

It is Billy.

No. Wynonna wouldn't
do that to me.

Billy may have pulled out
his own tooth to save you,

but Wynonna?

She's leading him to his death.

God. I am not
your enemy, Rachel.

Really.

I just... I wanna get the hell
out of this place.

For good.

And Wynonna?

She is a shit.

Just like every Earp
before her.

She's good people.

And she's my family.

Okay... sweetie.

But are you hers?

Jolene's hair is burning.

What does that mean?

That the Reaper's target
is dead,

which means...

it'll be going after
its most hated enemy:

an Earp.

So, your fam-jam?

She's in real danger now.

Unless...

No.

Unless what?

Unless we turn Billy back.

Vampire Doc, be gone.

Let's get Cowboy Doc back,
alright, partner?

Argh! Holy shit that
is a ton of blood.

Look.

I think I'm in shock
because this is my blood, right?

All of it?

Oh God, we really are just
blood-bags in the end, huh?

No, no, no.

Okay, okay.

Mercedes, you need to rest!

I'm no doctor but...

Yes. Stop the blood!

Okay, stop saying
the B-word!

I believe that I could
put a stop to all of this.

Mr. Holliday?

You saved my life,
and I'm here to save yours

because I know you don't want
to eat an innocent person.

If I have to go through
a werewolf to reach my prize...

so be it.

Is it working?

Oh, yeah. This'll free
my brother from Reaperdom.

Tie you and lil' Billy together
forever now, Rach.

It's what you wanted, right?

I'm just trying
to help everyone.

Of course you are.

Now keep squeezing
while I gather the, uh,

ritualistic... sticks.

Uh...

It's just a branch.

It's just a branch.

There's branches in the woods,
you idiot.

How long will it take?

Just keep squeezing.

Harder.

- Am I doing it right?
- Is it close?

Oh, you are so close.

I can almost taste it.

Keep going. Get Waverly.

Hello?

Help?

If I get my sight back

and you're at least
a six out of ten,

I-I will make out with you.

Hello?

Okay, fine a five...

...point five.

Reaper. Reaper. Reaper.

Ah!

Waverly.

Help!

Ah!

Just keep going.

Waverly!

Earp! Earp!

It's okay, it's me.
It's okay. It's Billy.

It's okay. Here.

I picked up your gun.

If you can hold Peacemaker,
then you're not...

then you're not
a Reaper anymore. How?

I have no idea.

Billy, my sister...

I'm...

I'm blind. I can't see.

Then you better stay close.

I got you, Earp.

I can't hold him off
any longer.

If a vampire wants to feed,
they'll feed.

- She's already dead.
- Just let me eat her.

Hey, hey.

Hey. I am not stopping you
for her.

I know you
don't want to do this.

This is not the real you.

You've made amends.
You've changed.

I know it, Doc, I know it.

You want to feed? Take me.

I don't care.

I've lost my love, myjob.

And if you eat
an innocent person,

then I've lost my brother too.

- Jeremy.
- Doc!

I had the most
peculiar vision.

In your, uh...

Thank you.

I will resist.

I knew you would.

But we are still
stuck in here.

Ah, Mercedes.

I might have
superhuman strength,

but one of me
will not be enough.

Werewolves plus iron bars
equals singed paws. I...

Guys, I am literally dying

and we-we all know that
I was born to be a vampire.

That is actually a good idea.

Are you sure?

I mean, if you don't,
she's a goner.

I never sired someone before.

I will need
your express assent.

Consent is so important.

Vamp permission granted,

now get over here
and suck me off already!

Wynonna, can you hear me?

Where's Waverly?

Okay, I'm heading back
in your direction.

...moving to...

Noah...

...code.

No...

...necessary.

- Black Badge.
- Attention.

Camp 41.

Moving to Noah protocol,
code red.

Eliminate townspeople.

No survivors necessary.

My townspeople.

Oh, Wynonna, you better get her!

Looks like I'm going to kick
some government ass.

We will not die in a cage.

My dental surgeon
is going to kill me.

Those veneers were fresh.

Guess I could just drain him.

We really need to work
on appetite suppression.

What are you,
a 90s modelling agency?

I will eat who I want.
No more diets.

Vampin' looks good on you,
girl.

- Oh, Mercedes
- Hm?

Bars?

Let's fuck it up.

♪ Get away, get away,
get away ♪

♪ I've got to get away ♪

♪ Get away, get away,
get away ♪

♪ I've got to get away ♪

♪ Get away, get away,
get away, I've got to... ♪

Fuck a duck.

My eyeballs
are back in business.

Though apparently
there's nothing to see here.

Where's Cleo? Where's Rachel?

Billy, fresh blood.

They made me me again.

They saved you.

Probably to save you.

Is there any chance
your bitchster didn't

take my mentee as bait?

No, Cleo's unhinged.

Okay, she's gonna do anything
to get what she wants.

Well, what does she want?

- I don't know.
- We have to find out.

I'm going to find Waverly.

- That's Rachel's blood.
- We don't know that.

Yes, I do!

A Clanton can't unreap
another Clanton.

Wynonna, she's in danger.

I'm not going back
to your ranch.

Last time I was there...

- It's a trap, kid.
- Who cares?

You have a magic gun and Rachel
needs you to save her.

I severed the root.

I got tortured by my own mom
to save you.

You were trying
to save Rachel.

So you owe me one.

And you owe her a few.

- There's only one of me, man!
- You're Wynonna Earp!

Okay, Rachel used to go on
about you guys.

- How it was after you came back.
- Yeah, I was an asshole.

- I was a mess.
- No. She said it got better.

That you were awesome.

And she's not some
powerful angel.

She's on her own.

Waverly would want you to.

Low blow, Asshole Junior.

Okay, let's go.
Let's go.

If I step foot on that ranch,
I'll get re-reaped.

But um,

maybe I can find someone
to help me deal with this.

Well, good luck.

Thanks.

Looks like it's just
you and me.

Let's do it differently
this time.

And let's hope Waverly's
mellowed out by now.

Humans.

There's always a crisis.

You let us out of here
at once!

Yeah! Some of these foods
are human beings!

Very convincing.

Oh God! The nozzles!

They're gassing us!

This is Monument all over again.

Open this door!

You won't get away with this.

We just did, bitch.

Not you.

It's time to get out of here,

'cause Colonel Sanders here
decided to gas the place.

- Listen, lady.
- You can't let them out.

They're monsters.
This one's a goddamn werewolf.

He's also my florist.

And his name is Freddy.

- Honestly, I prefer Fred.
- Not the time!

- Get.
- Let's go.

Go, go, go.

You see, General,
our town here,

- it's pretty inclusive.
- Yeah.

Or at least, from now on
it's gonna be.

But not to your kind.

What is that, the military?

Utter dickwads.

Move it and lose it.

Just who the hell
do you think you are?

I'm the goddamn sheriff
of Purgatory.

You messed with the wrong town.

Ah!

We need to get everyone away
from this building, back to safety.

The fog is still closing in.

There might not be
a safety left.

Right along the side.

- But maybe...
- there is an opening.

Wait a minute.

- More fog?
- God, it's everywhere.

We have no time to get
Memento tattoos.

If this is correct,
then the fog is gone.

What is it, sire?

There goes all my feminist
street cred.

- Doc?
- The heir.

- I have to get ready.
- For what?

I don't know.

All is fine.

Okay, we need to get all these
people, and otherwise, home.

As an otherwise, I will not
be affected by the gas,

so I'll head back in
and get any stragglers.

And my guns.

Okay, everybody, let's go!

We're moving!

Ugh, who beefed one?

Oh, that's gnarly.

Reapers.

Clanton ancestors.

I will not be RSVP'ing
to this family reunion.

See she was a hoarder,
clearly.

And in the end...
God, who cares?

You know, 'cause Mam?

You're cancelled.

See, you probably
had a nice mom.

One who didn't
train you to hate.

Well, fuck that,
and fuck this family!

My mom was a hero.

Nobody cares.

I am talking about me.

And it is high time

that my family's empire
of dirt gets buried.

Get away from her!

Oh, my, Wynonna Earp.

I am so glad you came.

You were such good bait,
sweetie.

- Go!
- You're like a master baiter.

And now that you're here,

we can finally begin.

- Holt!
- Sheriff Clayborn.

You turned him into a Reaper.

Mm. No. Not me.

That's just what happens to us.

The Clantons.

Well, except for Mam.

She never got the chance,

'cause she's in Holt's
lower intestines, right?

You're psychotic.

I'm a Clanton.

The Clanton heir.

But you see, Mam...

that bitch,

she never told me
all of it, though.

About the Reapers.

And our ancestors.

How they would follow
you around.

Living in your head,
demanding revenge.

Begging for food.

They don't even fucking sleep!

Legacy's a bitch.

But now, big bro's back

to make sure
it all goes to plan.

- What does?
- Hm.

Cleo.

Call him off.

Call it all off.
You can just leave.

You know better than anyone

that you can never just leave
the Ghost River Triangle.

And for me,

those things always
linked to my soul?

Hm. But not for long.

'Cause I'm about to pass
the torch off

to our family's
greatest enemy.

No. Don't do this.

And once you become heir,

you will kill everyone who means
anything to you.

And the worst part?

You'll still be in there.

Watching yourself do it.

Kinda like my poor brothers.

I don't wanna do this again
but I will shoot another human.

Ha! Ugh!

Rachel. Take this,
no matter what happens,

don't give it back. Run!

Malediceres ad hostes.

No, I will not.

If you need help,
I can provide...

Waverly Earp?

That is no longer my name.

I am a scion
of the great guardian, Julian,

protector of the fifth realm.

Okey-dokey.

Hey, we should be evacuating
this facility.

I will leave once my property
is returned.

- What property?
- You have it.

And if you will not acquiesce
to bestow it upon me,

I shall take it from you.

The book.

Give it to me,
and I shall return home.

You are home.

- So be it.
- I shall take it from you.

No.

You dare to defy me?

I am doing this for my friend,
Waverly Earp.

Now you get out of her.

I am her.

You sure as shit ain't.

You've seen what's coming.

You know what awaits you next.

I also know
that Wynonna taught us

that there is always
another way.

Give me the book.

Come and get it.

I don't feel any different.

Still hungover and eager
to fuck you up.

It didn't work.

Of course it didn't work.

Mam always said
I had shit for brains

and brains for nothing.

I may be your greatest enemy,

but I'm not the Clanton heir.

You are neither.

I am.

Move.

Please, no, no, no, no!

Not the cairns.

Get in the middle.

Okay, I get it, Evil Doc!

The Reapers.

Every Clanton that ever was
wants to watch this,

except for the coward.

I hope it was worth it, Cleo.

What? A chance to escape
a lifetime of torture

and those fucking things?

I guess we'll see.

Good luck, Wynonna.

Go fuck yourself, Cleo.

Yeah. I remember this. Yeah.

I do not need a prison
to best you.

But your fear gets them excited.

I can get you excited
if you let me take you home.

The next time I step onto Earp
whore land,

it will be to coat it
in the blood of your kin.

Leave my friends out of this.

You never did.

- They wanted to help.
- And now they'll die.

I know you're in there.

Fight for God's sake,
Doc, fight!

You will be duelling
none other than myself.

Our ancestors are merely here

to witness the correction
of the historical record.

What does that mean?

It means they have suffered
long enough

because of the actions
of the Earps and Doc Holliday.

And now, they will see what
happens when the fight is fair.

The Clantons...

they shall prevail.

Doc Holliday,

I am not fucking fighting you.

I don't even have a weapon.

Wynonna.

I tried to run but...

Pick up the pistol.

- No.
- Pick up the pistol

or the child fucking dies.

Alright, you want me
to do an O.K.,

hey, maybe even
a Great Corral with you?

I'm gonna need some assurances.

Assurances?

You do not set the terms, Earp.
Now grab the gun.

What's in it for me?

I duel you, die, and then
you slaughter everyone I love?

No, I'm...
You gotta give me something.

Her. She, I will spare.

But only if you pick up
the goddamned gun.

This is all your fault anyway.

You used to be cool.

Enough!

I'm having a moment
with my weapon.

Corral your emotions, dude.

You don't need to do this,
Wynonna.

I want your word

that not one hair
on this kid's head is hurt.

You have my word. Holt.

- No! You literally...
- That is only...

...if you pick up the gun now!

You bitch.

What a waste all this was,
huh?

All your apologies.
Everything you did.

- Doc...
- Doc is dead.

He's been dead before.

I am the Clanton heir.

- No, you're not.
- You're a fuck-up.

You're a fuck-up like me.

But unlike me,
you've tried to be better.

You're trying to be better.

And you're so close.

I won't let you do this.

Raise your pistol.

It is time for a fair fight.

A fair fight's the only thing
I know Doc believes in for sure.

Everybody stay together,
let's get to the truck!

Go. Go, go, go!

Go, go, go!

We're gonna send you guys
over to Shorty's

to keep you safe until
we figure this out.

They've got water.

And alcohol. Maybe.

Okay, guys, move back,
let's move back.

- Get down low, okay?
- Come on, drive.

- Ah!
- Jesus!

Ow! My crotch is on fire!

You wanna take
the passenger seat?

No, no! What I'm feeling
down there is for you.

Jeremy, did you hit your head?

I'll get these people
to safety.

But you need
to go to the stairs.

- Why?
- Because you're the only one she won't hurt.

Shit!

Buckle up!

All the booze we have left.

Banana liqueur.

Water.

I'll call ya a Banana Shit.

Nedley! Nedley!

Appreciate
the enthusiasm, son,

- but you're only getting juice.
- No, Randy. It's me.

Invisible monster teen.

I have a body again.

Yeah, you've really
filled out.

Whole lot of spells,

whole lot of stuff
going down with my family.

The Clantons.
I need your help.

Please. Nedley.

They might kill Rachel.

And Wynonna.

- What?
- But maybe, uh,

if we can use this to make
myself the Clanton heir.

I don't know.

You any good with incantations?

It's very Midsommar.

- Never saw it.
- Was a barnacle monster.

Let's get to work.

Be ready...

...to snap her neck.

Be ready to eat a bullet.

You don't have to save me,
Wynonna.

- You already did it once.
- I know exactly one thing

that's about
to happen here, kid.

I got you.

Five.

Four.

- Three.
- ...some?

Stop now, I'll think about it.

Two.

One.

I want what is owed to us!
Your life.

Now, turn around and face me!

Doc Holliday won't shoot
someone in the back.

You're still in there.
I know you are.

And I know your code.

The one I never
should have broken

because of what
it did to us.

That code won't let you
shoot me

no matter what
they've done to you.

The Clantons have no code.

Rachel, run!

You fired?

You loaded it with
the wrong bullets.

You knew what was coming.

I think I've always known.

John Henry...

The Reapers,
they are coming!

- You okay?
- Keep going!

May the name return
to its rightful place.

Where's the tooth?

More!

Rooted together, forever,
one family, one soul.

Aligned.

Repair the root!

I command my kin, my flesh,
my blood to stand down!

Stand down!

Stand down!

How do we end them?

They have stopped,
but not for long.

You finish...

...what I started.

I'm not doing this.

I am the last
of the O.K. Corral.

You were a bunch
of drunk cowboys.

This is not worth dying over.

But everything else I did is.

All those years
of selfish rage.

Becoming a vampire for just
a little more life.

I want you in this life!

I do not want this, anymore.

All I ever really wanted was...

You kill them.

The Reapers stop.

My pain stops.

And mine never ends.

Wynonna Earp,

this is the last thing that...

- No.
- ...I will ever ask of you.

We both know this is wrong.

Thank you.

There's always another way.

Or perhaps a miracle.

Humans are so curious.

They know their fate is sealed

but they never stop trying
to change it.

Waverly...

...or whatever the fuck
you are now, you could save him.

He does have regret
in his heart

for his many, many sins.

But he defied the lifetime
he was given.

Many, many times.

Yeah, big whoop. You...

...you left the Garden.
You got off the throne.

You convinced her... me...

to do so.

I'm saying we all
make mistakes.

I'm the Earp heir, remember?

The Champion.

I gave so much.

I lost everything.

If you're taking her away
from me too...

at least let my sister save
the man we both love.

Please.

Before you go away forever.

I must take the book
he possesses back to the Garden.

Save him first.

What did you do?

Something is different.

Hm. These bodies
are so fragile.

Please don't go.

Waverly did this for you.

Your sister loved you
very much, Wynonna.

Please.

This...

not... me.

I want...

I-I didn't...

You're right.

You don't.

Waverly!

Waverly!

Go home, Nicole Haught.

This is none of your concern.

None of my concern?

You're gonna be my wife.

The gate must close,
once and for all.

And I must be the one to do it.

I got left behind before,
and I'm not doing that again.

Where you go, I go, remember?

The Garden is not
for your kind.

Human.

No.

I am the Guardian.

I am the fail-safe.

I must protect
the Ghost River Triangle.

What about Wynonna?

The Champion.

The only one who can
wield the sword.

- But she has served enough.
- Okay, okay!

Let's figure this out.

I am the Sheriff of Purgatory.

Let me extend my watch over all
of the Ghost River Triangle, in every realm.

Let me be the Guardian
for all of us,

supernatural and human.

You'd sacrifice your life
to become the Shield?

Every day until
the end of eternity

if it meant
keeping you safe.

Well, I have already
broken the rules once.

For John Henry Holliday.

Yeah, see?

It feels kind of good
now and then, right?

So what's one more?

Look in the book.

Your story is my story.

The book was ill begotten.

It belongs to the Garden,
as do I.

Please, just look.

Am I in there?

Are we?

It would be a steep price
to pay.

You would be bound
to the Ghost River Triangle.

You could never leave.

Everything I love
is already here.

I swear
to be bound

to the Ghost River Triangle
for all of my days.

I swear to be patient and just,
for there is no other way.

I swear my life to protecting
the Ghost River Triangle.

I am the Angel's Shield.

Nicole!

Nicole!

Baby, Nicole!

Come on, Nicole, please!

Hey.

Huh...

What's wrong?

Oh, sweetheart.

You sacrificed yourself for me.

Don't oversell it, baby.

I only committed
to a permanent staycation

with my girl.

Soldier! You need to call
BBD headquarters.

Call in the army.
Call everyone!

- Yeah...
- We're not gonna do that.

Chetri.

Yeah. Yeah, we're fine.

It's all under control.

General Graham?

No. Unfortunately,
he didn't make it.

- You'd take their side?
- These demons?

This is insubordination
of the highest degree.

This is treason!

No. This is Purgatory.

And I am done letting
Black Badge fuck it up

for everyone
who has to live here.

Freddy?

Supper's up.

Nedley has Rachel and Billy.

He's taking them to the city
for burgers.

It's amazing they can travel
to the big city.

Well, we all can now.

Anywhere we want.

Hey.

Darlin', I already have
four blankets.

I'm very hot.

Yes. Yes, you are,

but you shouldn't say it
out loud.

Can I get you anything else?

Thank you but, uh, I am good.

The best.

Honestly, Haught,
you can't just interrupt

intimate moments like that.

Oh. Okay. Ha, ha.

Um, guys.

Can we talk about
the issue at hand?

Dark Angel me?

Well, she seems to be gone.
For now.

Thanks to my Angel's Shield.

I helped a bit.

You're still The Champion.

And the Earp heir.

And my favourite sister.

Top two. Top two.

- No, guys I'm talking ab...
- Oh, no. Black Badge. Of course.

They've retreated from the GRT.

But if they come back,
we'll be ready.

Doc, what is it?

My reflection.

I have one.

You devamped him?

I don't know
if I could have...

...unless he wanted me to.

Did you want to?

I want a fresh start.

To everything.

Honestly, Nicole, I am
very single, let me have this!

- I'm sorry, okay.
- I want to talk about it!

The wedding.

Are you gonna marry me, or what?

Yes, please.

Let's have ourselves
a wedding!