Relic Hunter s02e03 Episode Script

Mochican: May the great warrior's spirit forever protect the doomed.
Nigel: I definitely need to do some more upper body work at the gym.
- Nigel: Are you on the ground yet? - Sydney: Almost there.
Keep going.
- Okay.
- Nigel: Good.
- Can you see it? - Not yet.
What's that? Some kind of ceremonial symbol.
There's an inscription, too.
What's it say? "May the great warrior's spirit forever protect the doomed.
" There's a painting of a bat below it.
The bat, known as the decapitator in Mochican lore.
- Got it.
- Nigel: Great.
- Take me up.
- Nigel: Right.
Nigel, what are you trying to kill me? Hi, Syd'.
Strom, I thought you died in Angkor Wat.
Yeah, so did I.
I'll take that.
Strom: Come on, Syd', I've got a collector in Hong Kong willing to pay a small fortune for it.
And what are you going to do with it? You're going to stick it in a museum.
Give it to me.
Easy.
Put it down.
Down.
And back away.
Sydney: Go! Soldier: Strom, let me get them.
Sydney: Hurry, Nigel, we're almost there.
I got it.
We missed.
It's up to you.
My jeep has a flat.
I've got to get to the airport.
- That's where we're headed, but - Please.
Well, as you can see, we don't have any space.
Get in.
Where's she going to sit? You're welcome.
Why is she in such a hurry? The plane isn't even here.
I don't know, but you can be sure that Strom will be coming after us.
Why don't you find out where that plane is? - I'll check in with Claudia.
- Right.
Open navigator.
[ telephone ringing .]
Answer telephone.
Hello? Computer: not found.
Skip it! Computer: File "skip-it" not found.
Ancient studies.
- Claudia, it's Syd'.
- Hey, Syd'.
Got the relic? Yeah.
Book us a flight out of Lima back home.
Yeah, I'll try to get a non-stop.
Computer: Stop call.
- What? - Nothing.
No.
Hello? Hello? I'm starving.
It was either this or a bag of pork rinds.
Well, at least you know what's in the pork rinds.
What's the story with the flight to Lima? Due in any second.
Same guy who cooks these books the flights.
[ engine sputtering .]
Doesn't sound very good.
- Hope it's not our plane.
- It's the only plane.
It's not going to hold up.
I'm the one who makes those decisions.
You're putting us at risk every time we take is crate in the air.
That bodes well.
Afternoon.
Thank you.
I'm captain Clark.
I take it you're all headed for Lima? What's wrong with the plane? Well, the starboard engine's not quite developing full power yet.
How long will it take to fix? Oh, a few hours, maybe a day.
That is out of the question.
Well, we can take off now and make the repairs in Lima, Except we won't climb as fast or fly as high.
Is that dangerous? Well, when you fly with a compromised plane, yeah, there's a risk.
I say we take our chances.
- We've got to get out of here.
- Well, sure, but Strom.
You want to take a vote? Yeah.
And I'd like to stuff the ballot box.
Flight seven departing for Lima, now boarding.
All passengers please proceed to the aircraft.
Need some help? On the ring with the animals, it's got to be the bat.
I wondered what these dot patterns signify Are you sure you want to open that? Sydney, do you really believe that I will release the spirit of an ancient Mochican warrior? Well, I don't know, Nigel, but if he is in there, He's been locked up for thirteen hundred years.
I'd be pretty pissed off.
I think I'm going to find something to drink.
- Do you want anything? - No, thanks.
As close as we were, and We were close I'm not sure I caught your name.
Nigel Bailey.
Kate.
Thanks again for the lift.
Sure.
Kate Smith.
Okay.
I hope it It wasn't awkward for you and Oh, Sydney? Oh, no, no.
We we We just work together.
Nothing like that.
Oh.
What do you do? We're teachers.
History.
You? Missionary work.
You know, this area we're flying over is fascinating, actually.
The people are descendants of the Mochicas.
A pre-Incan society that has inhabited the region since the third century BC Hans Lubeck, anthropologist.
And what about you? What brings you to this part of the world? That would be your cue to respond.
If I tell you, do you promise to shut the hell up for the rest of the flight? - All you had to do was - Plastics.
Ask.
I've just seen something.
Co-pilot: Number two won't take this kind of rpm.
Stay out of my face, all right? [ machine gun fires .]
We're losing altitude.
[ engine sputtering .]
[ crashing sound .]
Come on.
I will check on the others.
You stay with them.
My co-pilot's dead.
Everyone else get out okay? Everyone but the old guy with the glasses.
Okay, you get yourself out.
I'll find him.
[ moaning .]
There he is.
Ow! Slowly.
My leg.
All right.
No, no, please please.
My My valise.
- Here, get down, I'll pass him to you.
- Yeah.
All right, easy, easy.
- All right, you got him? - Yeah.
There you go.
I got him, I've got him.
Sydney: Nigel, the vessel.
All right.
Listen up.
I tried a mayday, but the radios were knocked out in the crash.
What about the emergency locator? Won't be any help.
Broke last month.
We Didn't get around to having it fixed.
No signal.
I must be out of the footprint.
We should have never taken off in that plane.
Well, the engine isn't what brought us down.
- Okay, we give.
- Machine gun fire.
Machine gun fire? From whom? We were flying through a war zone.
The rebel troops had tried to kill the Mochicas to gain territory.
Well, why would they be shooting at us? We're clearly not part of the war.
Well, maybe they know something about someone in this group that I don't.
You can all just stick around and find out, all right? Not me.
[ drums beating .]
War drums.
Headhunters.
Come on, in this day and age? Please.
It's possible.
Can you tell what they're saying? I'm afraid not.
Well, in that case, we'll head northwest towards Valverde, Away from the drums.
We travel light.
Leave the luggage.
Sydney: Nigel, help the professor.
I'm going to take another look in the cockpit.
No, no, no.
Ancient studies.
Yeah, I booked two seats on that flight.
Why would I want to re-schedule? They missed their flight? Recorded message: The satellite phone you're trying to reach Is not responding or is outside the coverage area.
Nigel: But still, you must agree head hunting is barbaric.
Lubeck: No, no, no, you mustn't be so quick to judge them.
Like lions in the wild, they wouldn't hurt anyone unless provoked.
The rebel troops are trying to exterminate them.
So to save themselves, they've reverted to their savage ways.
Are you all right? I don't I don't think I can keep up.
- Captain.
- What's the matter? Hold up a second.
- The old man is slowing us down.
- Yeah? - We should leave him behind.
- No way.
Bet you'd leave your own mother behind to save your ass.
It wouldn't hurt to rest up.
Thank you.
- You all right? - Yeah.
What a collection.
The question is: Can we trust any of them? Nigel: Kate, the "missionary," has a gun in her bag.
Sydney: I wonder what Mr.
Personality's got in his.
There's also the possibility that the captain killed his co-pilot.
You're joking.
There was minimal damage to the cockpit And there was the co-pilot, slumped over in his chair.
They were arguing the moment the plane arrived.
The old man seems nice.
Yeah.
That's probably why we should trust him the least.
Sydney: Looks like some kind of old mining camp.
Okay, look for anything we can use to get out of here.
Nigel: I can guess what might have happened to the head.
It's the same pattern we saw in the Mochican cave.
Captain: What are you doing? Get out of there.
I told you, it's dead.
Well, if it would've started, you would've been halfway to Lima And left us to die.
You're dead anyway if you ever touch me again.
Are you two crazy?! Haven't we got enough problems? We need to stick together.
Now, how do we make this truck work? There's still fuel in the tank.
Captain: Look, I can get the toolkit from the plane, I scavenge a battery, maybe some belts, who knows? It's worth a shot.
Back to the plane? Kate: That'll take hours.
Lubeck is not going to make it much further.
- All right, fine.
I'll head back.
- I'll go with you.
Why don't you two see if there's anything else That might help us? Food, water, weapons.
Sydney: Hide.
[ war drums beating .]
They're getting closer.
This is crazy just sitting here like this.
I didn't kill him, if that's what you're thinking.
You didn't seem to have a very symbiotic relationship.
He was a crappy pilot, but I don't kill my crew.
Makes recruiting new ones a lot more complicated.
Look, I got the battery out.
We've got work to do.
Stashing a valuable antiquity in there? Sydney Fox has been in the papers before.
Why does a missionary carry a gun in her bag? It's a dangerous world, Nigel.
But then you know that, don't you? Rebel assault squad.
It's coming from over there.
What are you doing? Getting out of here.
I can't find anyone to talk to in Lima.
It's not a scheduled airline.
The only thing I've been able to confirm is that the plane took off.
Well, you're the state department.
You have to know something.
I will get excited if I want to.
Sydney: Where'd you learn to do that? Another crash.
You've had some luck with planes.
Well, it happens when you run drugs for the Columbian cartel.
Peace corps, '92 to '96.
When there's no money, you learn to make do with what you have.
Okay, let's load'er up.
All right.
Nigel! Nigel! Guard: Keep moving.
Stop slowing down.
Nigel: We're trying, but he's hurt.
Please, this man needs medical attention.
Where is this man? He was with you, no? He ran off before you got us.
We have no idea where he went.
Sydney: Clark? What are you doing? I need a nail file to clean the spark plugs.
Next time, ask.
Thanks.
I found fresh boot prints, military, leading to the dirt road.
Now, wherever they took them, They're not going to keep them alive for long.
Is this thing going to start? Well, I'm a pilot, not a mechanic, but I'll know in a few minutes.
Guard: Well? Tobar ran off before we could find him.
He's nowhere to be found.
He was on that plane and he's still alive.
And once again, you've lost him.
Lock up the prisoners.
Find Tobar.
[ speaking in Spanish .]
All right, Let's try it again.
Okay, come on, baby, come on.
[ engine cranking .]
I need something to prime the carburetor.
Ninety percent alcohol, a hundred bucks an ounce.
Okay, let's try again.
[ engine sputters then starts .]
Yes! Let's go.
Sydney: Let's go find the others.
Lubeck: My work.
Please.
Soldier: Burn it.
Lubeck: No.
My book will never be published.
It would have told the world, how these rebels are using their weapons to exterminate a tribe.
You can thank Tobar for that.
He provided them with the weapons.
His mistake was ripping them off.
He took their money for a shipment that was never delivered.
How do you know that? I've been tracking him for weeks.
That doesn't sound like missionary work.
Who are you? Interpol.
Sydney: Stop.
Tobar's bag.
Well, I guess that explains why he was so anxious to get out of here.
Well, that should make up for your years in the peace corps.
Well, better us than the rebels.
- Us? - Yeah.
[ war drums beating .]
What's that? [ flies buzzing .]
Hence the term "headhunters.
" Hope the others haven't met the same fate.
Let's find out.
We'd better go on foot from here.
We've received our orders to move out.
Execute the prisoners.
[ speaking in Spanish .]
Munitions tent.
[ speaking in Spanish .]
Como esta, muchacho? All right, let's go.
Soldier: Stop.
Turn around.
[ speaking in Spanish .]
Kill them.
Get in the truck.
Get the other side.
My valise.
- I can't get this thing started.
- I can hot-wire it.
Come on, come on.
Come on.
[ speaking in Spanish .]
No! Nigel: Shoot the tires! [ machine gun fires .]
Sydney: How's Lubeck? Nigel: He's gone.
You all right? I thought I was dead.
- What now? - Sydney: Do what we came to do.
- Where'd you hide the vessel? - I left it at the mining camp.
- Hey, Nigel.
- Hi.
Do me a favor and pass me the bag.
Sydney: Let me guess, you work with Jacob Strom.
Been partners for years.
Smuggling antiquities.
Uh huh.
Going to miss that old plane.
But with the money we found in Tobar's bag and what the collector will give us for this vessel, It's all good.
On your knees.
Let's go.
On your knees, now! - Nigel, open it.
- What? What have we got to lose? "May the great warrior forever protect the doomed.
" We're doomed.
The Mochican symbol to death Symbol on the third ring.
I have no idea about the I have no idea about the the middle ring.
- Take a guess.
- Nigel: A guess? An educated one.
The legend was right.
The spirit did come back to protect the doomed.
Now, it's back where it belongs.
On the subject of where one belongs [ tribal yells .]
Yeah.
Kate: What was that all about? Sydney: We'll explain later.
Morning, Nigel, how was your weekend? Okay.
What's wrong? Nothing, really.
You should be up, excited.
The Mochica vessel's safe in the museum.
You and Sydney are heroes in Peru.
Yeah.
Any messages for me? You expecting a call? Oh, hey, morning, Nigel.
We need that fax from the publisher.
Did it come in? - Right here.
- Oh, thanks.
Who's she in with? You know, Nigel, Sydney doesn't have to clear all her meetings with you.
Do I antagonize all women? A woman's got you down.
You meet someone, you really hit it off.
She says, "call me," so you call.
She doesn't return your calls, not one of them.
No response, nothing.
Hi.
Why didn't you tell me who she was in there with? I just like to see you suffer.
Sydney: Nigel, Kate has got a great connection with a publisher in new york.
Professor Lubeck's book is finally going to be published.
And we just got confirmation that the proceeds will go to a foundation in aid of the Mochicas.
Isn't that great? Sydney: Claudia? I think we should go to that meeting now.
What meeting? We don't have a meeting.
You know, that meeting, with that guy, At that place, about that thing? Oh, that meeting.
Bye.
- Nice to see you, Kate.
- Yeah, see you later, Syd'.
You didn't return my calls.
I wanted to surprise you.
Surprised.
I wanted to see if we could make a fresh start.
No lies, no false identities, no deception.
You mean start again, from the beginning again? Exactly.
And if I remember correctly, I was sitting on your lap.
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