Section Zero (2016) s01e03 Episode Script
Renaissance
1
Then,
Job answered and said
“Now that my words are written,
“engraved in bronze
“with an iron pen
“and a puncheon,
“into the rock forever.
“I know that my Redeemer liveth
“and at the end
He shall stand on the dust of the dead.
“I shall stand up,
“and with my own eyes
“I shall see God.”
He will not
turn from you, Sirius.
You, exceptional man,
seasoned police officer,
always ready to risk your life to save others.
You were
a loving husband and father,
a faithful friend,
and exemplary in adversity.
But we are not alone,
for Jesus lives,
He is here among us
“Come, all ye who suffer,
“I will relieve you.”
We are here today
sharing the grief of Diane
and Téo.
May you find
peace and serenity
in your new home.
LOW CITY. STEPS QUARTERS
Careful!
Go get them. Come here!
Come here!
Move!
You stay put!
Come over here!
Mummy!
REBIRTH
What was that?
Nothing.
Did you know her?
Who wants to know?
You or Munro?
I asked a question.
You piss me off.
She came to say something,
but died before she could.
I’m done, she’s all yours.
- Your case?
- No, ours.
Orders from the Directors.
I expect your report.
They’re back,
we couldn’t do anything.
We had a black zone security op.
We weren’t here.
Your sister, gone.
They killed your mother,
she’s inside.
Our brotherhood is in mourning today,
and I speak with great sadness.
Sirius was a brave police officer,
exemplary in his service
and unfaltering commitment,
whose reason for living
was to serve and protect.
We meet here
not only to pay tribute,
but also to reflect,
and demonstrate
our respect and gratitude
to this man of duty
who will remain an example to future cops.
Being a cop is difficult,
it’s dangerous,
a job where the risks
increase every day.
But these dangers and risks
shouldn’t lead us to be fatalistic.
Death is not an integral part of the job.
No one should – or can – accept
this fatalism.
We are under instruction
to seal off the Ballistics Research Lab
and search the premises.
I ask you please
to hurry your people up,
so my men can continue operations
in the best possible way.
Hold on, what’s this?
We’re burying our comrade here.
Show some fucking respect!
You’ve got 3 seconds
to get this man back in line,
and let us get on.
You have to lower your gun.
Lower your weapons!
Lower your weapons, goddammit!
You got a federal mandate?
Don’t need one.
We’re acting under direct orders
from Mrs. Eberling.
DON’T LET YOUR ENEMIES JOIN FORCES
To Sirius.
Were you together long?
Too long,
Or not long enough,
not sure.
How long you been drinking?
Since Charly started work
and left his balls at home.
Charly’s no more than a ghost,
no one’s ever believed in ghosts.
Who’s the biker at the cemetery?
Now, that’s a ghost!
Benny Salazar,
chief biker of the Regulators,
law enforcers in the Steps.
You’ll need them
to find Yukov alive.
How’s that?
Think about it.
Sirius’s classified autopsy report,
Nadia Rosen’s murder,
the ballistics lab search.
The bastards cover their tracks.
They said Yukov killed Sirius,
but no one knows the truth – not you,
Bianchi, or our people.
The only version we’ve got
is the one in Munro’s report
And only Yukov can contest it.
Are you saying
that Munro had Sirius killed?
Nothing proves
it is Yukov, anyway.
“Truth – the real truth,
is to be always seeking what is true.”
A great cop told me that once.
His name was Sirius Becker.
In the pond of lies and betrayal,
only dead fish swim, Munro.
Russian proverb.
I hope you know
what you’re doing.
Yukov’s got nothing left.
He won’t accept his fall.
Once a king in the Steps,
now he’s a rat in hiding,
a common cop-killer,
his image burned
on the heart and soul
of every policeman in this city
wanting to avenge Becker.
He’s a desperate man,
he’ll do anything we ask.
And what about
your cop-killer sniper?
Gone.
So, no potential witnesses?
Only Grinko and Yukov can say
they didn’t fire on Becker,
and they’d still need to be believed.
We’ve had the videotapes altered,
now they show Becker quite clearly
brought down by Yukov’s bullet.
Also the autopsy report,
which we intercepted and destroyed.
The coroner, who’s in isolation
in our re-education center.
And the evidence of our men.
This all points to the same story.
Nothing more to fear.
How will you deal with Yukov?
“It takes one
“to know one.”
Trust me,
Madam President.
Shit, what’s that?
- The cemetery biker.
- Who?
- Regulators ring a bell?
- Yeah, why?
Elie says he’s their chief.
He’s the way in
to get to Yukov.
What about the Russkie?
We were talking about him.
Okay, so stop talking
and start finding the son of a bitch!
He is on every screen in town.
Yeah, I know, the pictures are everywhere.
Film can be tampered with, Cheyenne,
we know that.
Think what you like, do what you think,
it’s not my inquiry.
Okay, go see you-know-who,
maybe he’ll help you.
That’s all you need to know.
Stop there.
- Won’t be long.
- Where you off to?
Yeah, it’s Balestra.
Can you get details
on a number plate fast?
Black Buick,
registration BBKA
758 NZ.
The owner is Nadia Rosen,
I just need her address.
The bitch!
Lt. Balestra
for Lt. Col. Munro.
LOW CITY
SECTION ZERO HEADQUARTERS
When will we know?
In a few hours.
You may not like my recruitment idea.
Why not?
Vets from COBRA group.
He may not like it.
My daughter’s not in her room.
Where is she?
- What have you done?
- Calm down, madam.
Where is she?!
She’s been moved
to another facility, Mrs. Becker,
where she’ll have the state-of-the-art care
her worsening condition needs.
I want to see her.
Impossible, unfortunately.
It’s a center
usually reserved for top Prometheus people,
it’s in the Village.
My daughter’s still a minor, Doctor.
Not even trivial decisions
can be made without my consent.
I insist that she be
removed immediately
from your damn experimental center,
and that she be returned here.
To insist,
one must be in a position to do it.
The transfer was my responsibility,
agreed with our directors
and, unless the directors say otherwise,
your daughter
stays where she is,
like it or not.
Who are you, what are you doing?
I’m Eric van Zant.
The directors ordered me
to organize your house move,
make sure it goes smoothly.
Since your husband’s tragic death,
your family has had
special witness protection,
and we can’t let you take any risks.
Your status in the firm allows you to
benefit from these privileges. Please,
go and pack your personal belongings,
so we can finish this quickly
and without any fuss.
Why’re you nosing around this mess?
Don’t bother to ask how I am!
Are you crazy, goddammit?
We’re off this inquiry,
it’s not ours.
Does that give them
the right to fire at me?
Sirius ten days ago, me today.
Aren’t you sick of seeing us
just drop our jobs?
When are you going to
grow a pair, Charly?
We’ll be dead!
You’re already all dead, Captain Klein.
Pursuing a classified inquiry is a
breach of federal rules, a major error.
Apart from your suspension
and then the legal proceedings,
the lawfulness of an entire unit
is in question because of your actions.
There’ll be suspension and grave consequences
for those who condoned your action.
Order and discipline
must be upheld,
Captain,
to maintain world order.
Did she say
if she found anything up there?
Find out who tried to kill her,
unless you already know.
Eric, I need your services
An urgent matter to be settled.
Change of plan,
we’ll take the lakes route.
It’s okay, I’m a friend.
What’re you doing here?
Your place is nice,
Spartan,
but nice.
I don’t give a damn what you think of it.
What do you want?
Almost 10 years, Elie,
time to move on, huh?
The day I stop suffering
will be the time to move on.
How did you find me?
I have every address,
every registration number,
every phone number
of every sodding cop here.
Surprised?
Anyway,
beautiful ceremony this morning, very moving.
The slap,
what was it for?
Were you still screwing him?
Why were you there?
I’ve always got off on blood and tears.
Filmed at the cemetery gate.
I thought it might help you.
You can make a copy.
In exchange,
there’s something I need.
Strange goings-on
at the Steps,
bands of ghosts appear, take people
away somewhere, and they never return.
We’ve scratched around,
can’t find anything.
All we know is they’re like machines
and they’re planning awful things.
Mother’s dead,
my sister’s gone,
Help me find her.
Welcome to the Village,
it’s a great honor to have you here.
I hope it’ll help you forget – or at least
soften – the memory of those tragic events.
I’m Anke Eberling,
I’m the President of Directors
of our multi-national.
Karl Josephson, my advisor and friend.
Would you show Téo around?
It’s a project we call Promeka,
where your nanotechnology knowledge
will be very valuable.
You can help our Mekas self-rebuild
by giving them a sort of soul.
- Mekas?
- You’ll meet them soon.
What are you telling me?
My new life is here
and my son and I
can never leave again?
I didn’t say “never”.
You’re lucky to have
this unique opportunity, Diane.
To be a pioneer of the perfect town.
With no violence,
poverty or decadence,
just people hand-picked
for their intellect,
top-class people
serving science and progress.
And if I decline?
Think of your daughter.
BS-221.
Coming out in front,
intercept and kill.
THE BULLET THAT KILLED SIRIUS BECKER
MATCHES THE TYPE
USED BY BLACK SQUAD SNIPERS.
NADIA ROSEN’S BALLISTICS REPOR
PROVES IT.
No reply Message.
Cheyenne, it’s Elie.
Call me, it’s important.
What the fuck is this?
Elie Klein, leave me a message.
Cheyenne, where are you?
Low City,
Deviants quarters.
Hurry over to Elie’s, something stinks.
We’ll meet there.
You’ve got quite some balls, Captain,
but balls never stopped
anyone from dying.
Where did you stash
what you got from Nadia Rosen’s?
Tell me, and you’ll get to
see your friend Sirius.
Suit yourself.
Are you crying?
It’s okay.
Then,
Job answered and said
“Now that my words are written,
“engraved in bronze
“with an iron pen
“and a puncheon,
“into the rock forever.
“I know that my Redeemer liveth
“and at the end
He shall stand on the dust of the dead.
“I shall stand up,
“and with my own eyes
“I shall see God.”
He will not
turn from you, Sirius.
You, exceptional man,
seasoned police officer,
always ready to risk your life to save others.
You were
a loving husband and father,
a faithful friend,
and exemplary in adversity.
But we are not alone,
for Jesus lives,
He is here among us
“Come, all ye who suffer,
“I will relieve you.”
We are here today
sharing the grief of Diane
and Téo.
May you find
peace and serenity
in your new home.
LOW CITY. STEPS QUARTERS
Careful!
Go get them. Come here!
Come here!
Move!
You stay put!
Come over here!
Mummy!
REBIRTH
What was that?
Nothing.
Did you know her?
Who wants to know?
You or Munro?
I asked a question.
You piss me off.
She came to say something,
but died before she could.
I’m done, she’s all yours.
- Your case?
- No, ours.
Orders from the Directors.
I expect your report.
They’re back,
we couldn’t do anything.
We had a black zone security op.
We weren’t here.
Your sister, gone.
They killed your mother,
she’s inside.
Our brotherhood is in mourning today,
and I speak with great sadness.
Sirius was a brave police officer,
exemplary in his service
and unfaltering commitment,
whose reason for living
was to serve and protect.
We meet here
not only to pay tribute,
but also to reflect,
and demonstrate
our respect and gratitude
to this man of duty
who will remain an example to future cops.
Being a cop is difficult,
it’s dangerous,
a job where the risks
increase every day.
But these dangers and risks
shouldn’t lead us to be fatalistic.
Death is not an integral part of the job.
No one should – or can – accept
this fatalism.
We are under instruction
to seal off the Ballistics Research Lab
and search the premises.
I ask you please
to hurry your people up,
so my men can continue operations
in the best possible way.
Hold on, what’s this?
We’re burying our comrade here.
Show some fucking respect!
You’ve got 3 seconds
to get this man back in line,
and let us get on.
You have to lower your gun.
Lower your weapons!
Lower your weapons, goddammit!
You got a federal mandate?
Don’t need one.
We’re acting under direct orders
from Mrs. Eberling.
DON’T LET YOUR ENEMIES JOIN FORCES
To Sirius.
Were you together long?
Too long,
Or not long enough,
not sure.
How long you been drinking?
Since Charly started work
and left his balls at home.
Charly’s no more than a ghost,
no one’s ever believed in ghosts.
Who’s the biker at the cemetery?
Now, that’s a ghost!
Benny Salazar,
chief biker of the Regulators,
law enforcers in the Steps.
You’ll need them
to find Yukov alive.
How’s that?
Think about it.
Sirius’s classified autopsy report,
Nadia Rosen’s murder,
the ballistics lab search.
The bastards cover their tracks.
They said Yukov killed Sirius,
but no one knows the truth – not you,
Bianchi, or our people.
The only version we’ve got
is the one in Munro’s report
And only Yukov can contest it.
Are you saying
that Munro had Sirius killed?
Nothing proves
it is Yukov, anyway.
“Truth – the real truth,
is to be always seeking what is true.”
A great cop told me that once.
His name was Sirius Becker.
In the pond of lies and betrayal,
only dead fish swim, Munro.
Russian proverb.
I hope you know
what you’re doing.
Yukov’s got nothing left.
He won’t accept his fall.
Once a king in the Steps,
now he’s a rat in hiding,
a common cop-killer,
his image burned
on the heart and soul
of every policeman in this city
wanting to avenge Becker.
He’s a desperate man,
he’ll do anything we ask.
And what about
your cop-killer sniper?
Gone.
So, no potential witnesses?
Only Grinko and Yukov can say
they didn’t fire on Becker,
and they’d still need to be believed.
We’ve had the videotapes altered,
now they show Becker quite clearly
brought down by Yukov’s bullet.
Also the autopsy report,
which we intercepted and destroyed.
The coroner, who’s in isolation
in our re-education center.
And the evidence of our men.
This all points to the same story.
Nothing more to fear.
How will you deal with Yukov?
“It takes one
“to know one.”
Trust me,
Madam President.
Shit, what’s that?
- The cemetery biker.
- Who?
- Regulators ring a bell?
- Yeah, why?
Elie says he’s their chief.
He’s the way in
to get to Yukov.
What about the Russkie?
We were talking about him.
Okay, so stop talking
and start finding the son of a bitch!
He is on every screen in town.
Yeah, I know, the pictures are everywhere.
Film can be tampered with, Cheyenne,
we know that.
Think what you like, do what you think,
it’s not my inquiry.
Okay, go see you-know-who,
maybe he’ll help you.
That’s all you need to know.
Stop there.
- Won’t be long.
- Where you off to?
Yeah, it’s Balestra.
Can you get details
on a number plate fast?
Black Buick,
registration BBKA
758 NZ.
The owner is Nadia Rosen,
I just need her address.
The bitch!
Lt. Balestra
for Lt. Col. Munro.
LOW CITY
SECTION ZERO HEADQUARTERS
When will we know?
In a few hours.
You may not like my recruitment idea.
Why not?
Vets from COBRA group.
He may not like it.
My daughter’s not in her room.
Where is she?
- What have you done?
- Calm down, madam.
Where is she?!
She’s been moved
to another facility, Mrs. Becker,
where she’ll have the state-of-the-art care
her worsening condition needs.
I want to see her.
Impossible, unfortunately.
It’s a center
usually reserved for top Prometheus people,
it’s in the Village.
My daughter’s still a minor, Doctor.
Not even trivial decisions
can be made without my consent.
I insist that she be
removed immediately
from your damn experimental center,
and that she be returned here.
To insist,
one must be in a position to do it.
The transfer was my responsibility,
agreed with our directors
and, unless the directors say otherwise,
your daughter
stays where she is,
like it or not.
Who are you, what are you doing?
I’m Eric van Zant.
The directors ordered me
to organize your house move,
make sure it goes smoothly.
Since your husband’s tragic death,
your family has had
special witness protection,
and we can’t let you take any risks.
Your status in the firm allows you to
benefit from these privileges. Please,
go and pack your personal belongings,
so we can finish this quickly
and without any fuss.
Why’re you nosing around this mess?
Don’t bother to ask how I am!
Are you crazy, goddammit?
We’re off this inquiry,
it’s not ours.
Does that give them
the right to fire at me?
Sirius ten days ago, me today.
Aren’t you sick of seeing us
just drop our jobs?
When are you going to
grow a pair, Charly?
We’ll be dead!
You’re already all dead, Captain Klein.
Pursuing a classified inquiry is a
breach of federal rules, a major error.
Apart from your suspension
and then the legal proceedings,
the lawfulness of an entire unit
is in question because of your actions.
There’ll be suspension and grave consequences
for those who condoned your action.
Order and discipline
must be upheld,
Captain,
to maintain world order.
Did she say
if she found anything up there?
Find out who tried to kill her,
unless you already know.
Eric, I need your services
An urgent matter to be settled.
Change of plan,
we’ll take the lakes route.
It’s okay, I’m a friend.
What’re you doing here?
Your place is nice,
Spartan,
but nice.
I don’t give a damn what you think of it.
What do you want?
Almost 10 years, Elie,
time to move on, huh?
The day I stop suffering
will be the time to move on.
How did you find me?
I have every address,
every registration number,
every phone number
of every sodding cop here.
Surprised?
Anyway,
beautiful ceremony this morning, very moving.
The slap,
what was it for?
Were you still screwing him?
Why were you there?
I’ve always got off on blood and tears.
Filmed at the cemetery gate.
I thought it might help you.
You can make a copy.
In exchange,
there’s something I need.
Strange goings-on
at the Steps,
bands of ghosts appear, take people
away somewhere, and they never return.
We’ve scratched around,
can’t find anything.
All we know is they’re like machines
and they’re planning awful things.
Mother’s dead,
my sister’s gone,
Help me find her.
Welcome to the Village,
it’s a great honor to have you here.
I hope it’ll help you forget – or at least
soften – the memory of those tragic events.
I’m Anke Eberling,
I’m the President of Directors
of our multi-national.
Karl Josephson, my advisor and friend.
Would you show Téo around?
It’s a project we call Promeka,
where your nanotechnology knowledge
will be very valuable.
You can help our Mekas self-rebuild
by giving them a sort of soul.
- Mekas?
- You’ll meet them soon.
What are you telling me?
My new life is here
and my son and I
can never leave again?
I didn’t say “never”.
You’re lucky to have
this unique opportunity, Diane.
To be a pioneer of the perfect town.
With no violence,
poverty or decadence,
just people hand-picked
for their intellect,
top-class people
serving science and progress.
And if I decline?
Think of your daughter.
BS-221.
Coming out in front,
intercept and kill.
THE BULLET THAT KILLED SIRIUS BECKER
MATCHES THE TYPE
USED BY BLACK SQUAD SNIPERS.
NADIA ROSEN’S BALLISTICS REPOR
PROVES IT.
No reply Message.
Cheyenne, it’s Elie.
Call me, it’s important.
What the fuck is this?
Elie Klein, leave me a message.
Cheyenne, where are you?
Low City,
Deviants quarters.
Hurry over to Elie’s, something stinks.
We’ll meet there.
You’ve got quite some balls, Captain,
but balls never stopped
anyone from dying.
Where did you stash
what you got from Nadia Rosen’s?
Tell me, and you’ll get to
see your friend Sirius.
Suit yourself.
Are you crying?
It’s okay.