Æon Flux (1991–1995): Season 3, Episode 2 - Isthmus Crypticus - full transcript
Trevor falls in love with and imprisons an anthropomorphic bird creature while Æon attempts to free the creature's mate.
Show it to me, Ilbren.
Be warned.
This was made for Trevor's
viewing pleasure only.
Roll it.
I'm here on a schedule,
not for pleasure.
Trevor, how could you?
What's your interest
in this creature?
That's my business.
Just get her for me.
Oh, I see.
You and she, in ecstatic
nest-feathering.
- You disgust me.
- I don't care what you think.
It's all here as
agreed, half now...
the rest when you
bring her to me.
This isn't what I
asked for, Ilbren.
All I see here is
a lot of money.
Now hold on one moment,
this is exactly...
I don't have a record
of what we said.
- Do you?
- Of course not.
All right, these
are the new terms.
You! I've no use for
your anarchic idiocy.
Very pretty.
- Are you really in love with it?
- Yes, with her.
That's a shame. I can't
take your assignment.
What?
She's not in love with you,
I can promise you that.
We can do business, Aeon.
There is another Seraph-Trev...
- Didn't I just say...
- It's male.
As beautiful as the
first and untouched.
Possibly neglected. You
know Trevor's tastes.
- I thought I did.
- What do you say, Aeon?
- Are you with me?
- It doesn't want you, Ilbren.
Who does?
I'd sooner kill it
than give it to you.
Stay away, Aeon. She's mine.
Mr. Chairman, her intelligence index
has just been re-evaluated...
it's way into the red.
Sir, don't you think we should
send a detail after her?
I mean, not to be
presumptuous...
but with the trail being
fresh and so on...
I suppose. What's the point?
Yes, go. Stick her
in the steno pool.
Well, what do you think?
Better we don't, we'll
close her down, whatever.
Hey, come on!
Oh, no!
Go away. I'm busy.
Pay attention, girl.
Your services are
being commandeered...
by a directive under Monican
enforcer aegis 71225.
Monican enforcer aegis, that was good.
Can I steal that?
I've been looking
for that jacket.
I took it to mean you
were coming back.
Sorry this place is such a mess.
- Same old routine?
- Same old missed opportunities.
I'm hesitant. Like today, a
boy wounded this bird and...
Don't have time.
This really is a priority and
you are being conscripted, Una.
Translate this by
tomorrow morning.
I really want to help,
Aeon, you know I do...
but the bird's badly hurt
and I think I should...
You've been living on frozen eel
sticks and you're tending a pet?
Una! How's this? If I help
your feathered friend rally...
think I can get an
all-nighter out of you?
Yes, sure.
Can you, really?
There. You'll have to scrounge
up bird juice and bandages...
but that should cut
down the shock.
Now get cracking. I'll
be back in the morning.
Aeon...
you're forgetting
your jacket again.
I tell myself they
want for nothing.
Their every need met.
They can't complain,
they have it all.
The intelligence quotient survey at
10, the full benefit plan at 20.
Every one of them touched by the
consequences of my leadership.
But I am not touched.
So, the only solace is the
self-denying bliss...
to be found in the wings
of the Seraph-Trev.
Damn! Come on, where is it?
A match made in heaven.
You see, Trevor, you're
the odd man out.
Oh, no!
This appears to be in
Scaloti Middle-High Breen.
Someone didn't want
someone to read this.
Nerik!
Don't you know how to knock?
Una.
Nerik, I don't have time. I must
finish this, I'm way behind.
What is it with you, Una?
You've been preoccupied all quarter.
We hardly see each other anymore.
- Why...
- Can we have this discussion...
- some other time?
- Who is he, Una?
I know what it is.
It's that really weird girl...
who's always coming over with
her priority translations.
I know you.
You always had a thing
for foreign tongues.
Right, Nerik...
we've been toppling governments
behind your back for years.
She comes over, and we
bake chocolate bombs.
Look, Una, I've got to know,
do you still love me?
Nerik, I really don't think
I have time for you.
There's something more... l...
I want my Shattered Fixtures
cassette back by Wednesday.
I'll pick up my fish next week.
Why don't you take them now?
Aeon! I...
I'm gonna need a little
time to work on...
Starting the
assignment I gave you?
- But you've got time to jumpstart Nabob.
- Nerik.
It's not what you think.
He was just here a minute.
- We broke...
- Look...
you spent my time
wet-nursing Nerik...
and now I'm up against
the wall without a clue.
- You were with me on this, Una.
- I am.
I'd never let you down. Just
give me a chance to redeem.
Too late for that. Looks like we're
going to be improvising in the field.
We?
Una, haven't you
translated my fish yet?
You'll never get those slingshots
finished at this rate.
- Here's our exit.
- What?
It's you, Number 3.
Don't you have enough
thoughts to suppress?
Sir, it's Aeon Flux.
Her! I told you not to bother
me with that nonsense.
But we set the trail
as you ordered, sir.
We believe she has the
missing documents.
What are you talking about?
The location of the
Seraph-Trevs...
Sir...
Chairman Goodchild?
Quarantine Isthmus
Crypticus' chamber at once.
- Zero tolerance control!
- Yes, sir.
- Good work, Number 3.
- Thank you, Chairman.
And when you're done,
go shoot yourself.
Yes, sir.
That's right, kill
the damn messenger.
All right, make this an
impeccable rush job.
Green light, go.
Red light, stop.
Green light, stop.
Red light, go!
Take subsection C, about 15
yards, then make a sharp right.
My mistake. Actually, you
want to take a left.
Sorry, under the gun and all.
Only went over Scaloti briefly.
Did so-so on it...
Kill the transcript updates.
Be as accurate as possible.
Help me, Una.
Take the left down subsection C,
then take the southwest corridor.
It should plug into one
of the lower branches.
I mean, the southeast corridor should
plug into lower neglected personage.
I mean "passage."
How close are you to
getting your degree?
Just take the southeast
corridor and that should...
You should be able to see a
red door to your right...
with a green frame.
No, it can't be.
- It can't.
- Una.
Una, are you there? Do you copy?
Come in, Una.
Aeon, I have some new
coordinates for you.
Yes, these are definitely
the ones you need.
Proceed as follows.
Aeon, Una here, you copy?
You should be directly over the
male Seraph-Trev's chamber.
Can you see the fold-out stairs yet?
Over.
I'm almost there.
Green light, go.
Red light, stop.
Green light, stop.
Red light, go!
Please don't be afraid.
My name's Ilbren Lanz.
I'm here to save you.
You'll never have to
wear blindfolds again.
I'll even give you
back your wings.
You have to trust me.
Not a dream.
If it is, don't
ever let it stop.
Una, no!
That lascivious, impulsive,
irresponsible...
jealous...
He's mine!
He always was. The bird
came to me, not you.
He sent it. You knew!
I worshiped you and you used me!
You're out of control, Una.
Now drop the gun and let's talk.
To hell with this.
Even if our friendship's finished,
this much we have to get straight.
I couldn't have known we
were on the same trail.
A Breen named Ilbren
offered me the male...
if I kidnapped the
female for him.
You'd do anything!
But we're not going to do that.
This creature is in agony.
You've helped me come this
far, so help me finish.
Don't be afraid.
I used to be a familiar of the demon
lover who blinded and grounded you.
But I've just given myself
a generous promotion.
- Don't stop me, Aeon. He wants me!
- No, he isn't for you.
No!
Go on. Go to him.
Take him away.
No.
Stop, it's dangerous.
No, Aeon!
You don't know
what you're doing.
You had no right.
- She didn't deserve this.
- Nice wings.
Go to hell.
Will you fly me there?
You know, some people are
never meant to be together.
Be warned.
This was made for Trevor's
viewing pleasure only.
Roll it.
I'm here on a schedule,
not for pleasure.
Trevor, how could you?
What's your interest
in this creature?
That's my business.
Just get her for me.
Oh, I see.
You and she, in ecstatic
nest-feathering.
- You disgust me.
- I don't care what you think.
It's all here as
agreed, half now...
the rest when you
bring her to me.
This isn't what I
asked for, Ilbren.
All I see here is
a lot of money.
Now hold on one moment,
this is exactly...
I don't have a record
of what we said.
- Do you?
- Of course not.
All right, these
are the new terms.
You! I've no use for
your anarchic idiocy.
Very pretty.
- Are you really in love with it?
- Yes, with her.
That's a shame. I can't
take your assignment.
What?
She's not in love with you,
I can promise you that.
We can do business, Aeon.
There is another Seraph-Trev...
- Didn't I just say...
- It's male.
As beautiful as the
first and untouched.
Possibly neglected. You
know Trevor's tastes.
- I thought I did.
- What do you say, Aeon?
- Are you with me?
- It doesn't want you, Ilbren.
Who does?
I'd sooner kill it
than give it to you.
Stay away, Aeon. She's mine.
Mr. Chairman, her intelligence index
has just been re-evaluated...
it's way into the red.
Sir, don't you think we should
send a detail after her?
I mean, not to be
presumptuous...
but with the trail being
fresh and so on...
I suppose. What's the point?
Yes, go. Stick her
in the steno pool.
Well, what do you think?
Better we don't, we'll
close her down, whatever.
Hey, come on!
Oh, no!
Go away. I'm busy.
Pay attention, girl.
Your services are
being commandeered...
by a directive under Monican
enforcer aegis 71225.
Monican enforcer aegis, that was good.
Can I steal that?
I've been looking
for that jacket.
I took it to mean you
were coming back.
Sorry this place is such a mess.
- Same old routine?
- Same old missed opportunities.
I'm hesitant. Like today, a
boy wounded this bird and...
Don't have time.
This really is a priority and
you are being conscripted, Una.
Translate this by
tomorrow morning.
I really want to help,
Aeon, you know I do...
but the bird's badly hurt
and I think I should...
You've been living on frozen eel
sticks and you're tending a pet?
Una! How's this? If I help
your feathered friend rally...
think I can get an
all-nighter out of you?
Yes, sure.
Can you, really?
There. You'll have to scrounge
up bird juice and bandages...
but that should cut
down the shock.
Now get cracking. I'll
be back in the morning.
Aeon...
you're forgetting
your jacket again.
I tell myself they
want for nothing.
Their every need met.
They can't complain,
they have it all.
The intelligence quotient survey at
10, the full benefit plan at 20.
Every one of them touched by the
consequences of my leadership.
But I am not touched.
So, the only solace is the
self-denying bliss...
to be found in the wings
of the Seraph-Trev.
Damn! Come on, where is it?
A match made in heaven.
You see, Trevor, you're
the odd man out.
Oh, no!
This appears to be in
Scaloti Middle-High Breen.
Someone didn't want
someone to read this.
Nerik!
Don't you know how to knock?
Una.
Nerik, I don't have time. I must
finish this, I'm way behind.
What is it with you, Una?
You've been preoccupied all quarter.
We hardly see each other anymore.
- Why...
- Can we have this discussion...
- some other time?
- Who is he, Una?
I know what it is.
It's that really weird girl...
who's always coming over with
her priority translations.
I know you.
You always had a thing
for foreign tongues.
Right, Nerik...
we've been toppling governments
behind your back for years.
She comes over, and we
bake chocolate bombs.
Look, Una, I've got to know,
do you still love me?
Nerik, I really don't think
I have time for you.
There's something more... l...
I want my Shattered Fixtures
cassette back by Wednesday.
I'll pick up my fish next week.
Why don't you take them now?
Aeon! I...
I'm gonna need a little
time to work on...
Starting the
assignment I gave you?
- But you've got time to jumpstart Nabob.
- Nerik.
It's not what you think.
He was just here a minute.
- We broke...
- Look...
you spent my time
wet-nursing Nerik...
and now I'm up against
the wall without a clue.
- You were with me on this, Una.
- I am.
I'd never let you down. Just
give me a chance to redeem.
Too late for that. Looks like we're
going to be improvising in the field.
We?
Una, haven't you
translated my fish yet?
You'll never get those slingshots
finished at this rate.
- Here's our exit.
- What?
It's you, Number 3.
Don't you have enough
thoughts to suppress?
Sir, it's Aeon Flux.
Her! I told you not to bother
me with that nonsense.
But we set the trail
as you ordered, sir.
We believe she has the
missing documents.
What are you talking about?
The location of the
Seraph-Trevs...
Sir...
Chairman Goodchild?
Quarantine Isthmus
Crypticus' chamber at once.
- Zero tolerance control!
- Yes, sir.
- Good work, Number 3.
- Thank you, Chairman.
And when you're done,
go shoot yourself.
Yes, sir.
That's right, kill
the damn messenger.
All right, make this an
impeccable rush job.
Green light, go.
Red light, stop.
Green light, stop.
Red light, go!
Take subsection C, about 15
yards, then make a sharp right.
My mistake. Actually, you
want to take a left.
Sorry, under the gun and all.
Only went over Scaloti briefly.
Did so-so on it...
Kill the transcript updates.
Be as accurate as possible.
Help me, Una.
Take the left down subsection C,
then take the southwest corridor.
It should plug into one
of the lower branches.
I mean, the southeast corridor should
plug into lower neglected personage.
I mean "passage."
How close are you to
getting your degree?
Just take the southeast
corridor and that should...
You should be able to see a
red door to your right...
with a green frame.
No, it can't be.
- It can't.
- Una.
Una, are you there? Do you copy?
Come in, Una.
Aeon, I have some new
coordinates for you.
Yes, these are definitely
the ones you need.
Proceed as follows.
Aeon, Una here, you copy?
You should be directly over the
male Seraph-Trev's chamber.
Can you see the fold-out stairs yet?
Over.
I'm almost there.
Green light, go.
Red light, stop.
Green light, stop.
Red light, go!
Please don't be afraid.
My name's Ilbren Lanz.
I'm here to save you.
You'll never have to
wear blindfolds again.
I'll even give you
back your wings.
You have to trust me.
Not a dream.
If it is, don't
ever let it stop.
Una, no!
That lascivious, impulsive,
irresponsible...
jealous...
He's mine!
He always was. The bird
came to me, not you.
He sent it. You knew!
I worshiped you and you used me!
You're out of control, Una.
Now drop the gun and let's talk.
To hell with this.
Even if our friendship's finished,
this much we have to get straight.
I couldn't have known we
were on the same trail.
A Breen named Ilbren
offered me the male...
if I kidnapped the
female for him.
You'd do anything!
But we're not going to do that.
This creature is in agony.
You've helped me come this
far, so help me finish.
Don't be afraid.
I used to be a familiar of the demon
lover who blinded and grounded you.
But I've just given myself
a generous promotion.
- Don't stop me, Aeon. He wants me!
- No, he isn't for you.
No!
Go on. Go to him.
Take him away.
No.
Stop, it's dangerous.
No, Aeon!
You don't know
what you're doing.
You had no right.
- She didn't deserve this.
- Nice wings.
Go to hell.
Will you fly me there?
You know, some people are
never meant to be together.