Black Scorpion (2001) s01e07 Episode Script

(eerie music)
(muffled chatting)
(eerie music)
- This car is full.
- Going up?
Going down.
(eerie music)
(groaning)
- Ah, revenge is sweet.
(eerie music)
(groaning)
(eerie music)
(groaning)
I guess a woman's place is in the kitchen.
(eerie music)
- Good evening, Councilman Blondell.
Are you ready to order?
- If he's not, I am.
- Medusa.
- Everybody out.
- You heard the Queen of Stone.
Everybody out!
Out, everybody!
(shattering)
- [Granite] Sit down, Councilman.
- Alone at last.
- What do you want?
- A new statue for my sculpture garden.
One that has blonde hair and blue eyes
and about six feet tall.
- Me?
But I'm not a statue.
- Not yet.
Marble?
- What?
(laughs)
What is that thing?
- It's my own invention.
I call it the plaster blaster.
- What does it do?
- I'm so glad you asked.
(laughing)
(bubbling)
- [Officer] Attention, Medusa spotted
at Angelino's Restaurant.
Corner of Furrowgate and Seventh.
All available units, please respond.
(eerie music)
(laughing)
- Medusa.
- Black Scorpion.
- I've heard a lot about you.
- Yeah well, when they made
me, they broke the mold.
- I'm more interested in breaking bones.
- I think I can arrange that.
Marble, Granite, pulverize her.
(groaning)
Looks like you're caught
between a rock and a hard place.
- I'm the rock.
- And I'm the hard place.
(yells)
(sirens blaring)
- Cops.
Come on boys, time to rock and roll.
(sirens blaring)
(dramatic music)
- Fire.
(gunshots)
- [Narrator] In the light of day,
Darcy Walker is a cop.
But in the dark of night,
she becomes Black Scorpion.
Doing with a mask what
she can't do with a badge.
(dramatic music)
(sirens blaring)
(ringing)
- [Black Scorpion]
Argyle, I need your help.
- No.
(ringing)
Oh, what does she want this time?
(sirens blaring)
All right, all right, I'm coming.
(sirens blaring)
- Argyle.
- Argyle this.
- Argyle, where are you?
- Well, if you must know,
I was stranded on a desert
island with Tender Loving.
And this month's be kind to your car girl.
See?
- In your dreams, Argyle.
- My point exactly, I was asleep.
And you should be too.
- Believe me, there's
no place I'd rather be
than home in bed right now but
I got some police chasing me.
- You could use the glue gun but--
- [Black Scorpion] But what?
- I haven't had time to test it.
- There's no better time than the present.
Computer, activate glue gun.
(sirens blaring)
(tires squealing)
Argyle, what would I do without you?
- I know what I'd do without you.
Get some sleep.
Goodnight, goodbye, and good luck.
I'm going back to bed.
- Pleasant dreams, Argyle.
- [Slugger] Come on, let's go, let's go.
- We didn't know you guys were cops.
- Yeah, we just thought you
were a couple of horny losers.
- Hey, that was our cover, okay?
- It was?
Oh, yeah.
- All right men, listen up.
- Excuse me, men?
Isn't that a little sexist?
- Not when I'm talking
to the men, it's not.
I have chosen the
following three detectives
to participate in the department's
annual bachelor auction.
- Oh no.
- Oh yes.
Sucker and Specs are
bachelors one and two.
And you are bachelor number three.
- [Slugger] You hear that girls?
Love for sale, oh come and get it.
Oh, all of me baby, yeah.
- Rafferty, we're counting on you
to bring in the big bucks.
- Wait a minute, let me see this.
Detective Steve Rafferty.
It's not a crime to love him.
- I wrote the copy myself.
- Captain.
Can't you please get
somebody else to do this?
- Come on, Rafferty.
We're raising money to rebuild
the Angels of Mercy Mission.
- Going on this date
is a mission of mercy.
Have you ever seen the women
who show up to this thing?
- Oh, come on.
Who knows, maybe this year
you'll be pleasantly surprised.
- I doubt it.
They are usually kind of frightening.
(eerie music)
- Hey Minerva, did you want--
- Don't look at me.
- What's wrong, Minerva?
- Must be having a bad hair day.
(groans)
(eerie music)
- [Granite] Feeling better, Minerva?
- Much better.
In fact, I feel like a new woman.
- Hey, they're talking about you on TV.
- The entire Action Eight news team.
Politicians are often
accused of slinging mud.
But last night, Councilman Blondell
was on the receiving
end of some mud himself.
He became the fifth
victim in as many weeks
to be plastered by the mysterious Medusa.
Mike Turmin will join us--
- I got news for you, Don.
You're about to become the sixth.
- That's our noon report
for the entire Action Eight news team.
I'm Don MacDonald.
- As far as I'm concerned,
your name is Mud.
- Medusa!
- Come on, let's get
down to Channel Eight.
Thanks a lot.
Had a lovely chat with those humps.
No help at all.
- Well, maybe this will be.
- What is that?
- Mud from the plaster blaster.
We're gonna send this to lab for analysis.
- Now Darce, what do you
expect to get out of it?
- I don't know, anything
that's gonna give us
a clue to who Medusa is,
or what she's after.
- Ah, revenge.
Every one of these men rejected me.
Rejected me because of the way I look.
- But you're beautiful.
- Only because of this spring.
My river of rejuvenation.
Its magical minerals have made me the most
desirable woman in the City of Angels.
- Oh, not just the city.
The whole state.
The whole country.
- Oh, go on.
I said, go on.
- You're the most beautiful
woman on the planet, Minerva.
Most beautiful woman in the universe.
- You're right.
I am incredible.
But it wasn't always that way.
I used to be horribly disfigured.
The result of childhood cruelty.
- I don't understand.
- Play.
(soft music)
When I was little,
I was terrified of being ugly.
I couldn't even wear a mask on Halloween.
That's why I wouldn't
go to the costume ball
with any of the boys
from my chemistry class.
They thought I was rejecting them,
so they decided to make
sure I was rejected.
For the rest of my life.
The boys came trick or
treating at my house one night.
When I opened the door,
they squirted me with a water gun.
Only it wasn't filled with water.
It was acid.
Now I would be forced to wear a mask.
I felt like Medusa.
The half human creature who was so ugly,
men turned to stone
when they looked at her.
- This last statue's your best so far.
- Oh?
I can do a lot better than that.
My next work
will be my masterpiece.
- Who's it gonna be?
- [Minerva] See for yourself.
(laughing)
- All right, ladies.
Nicknamed Slugger because
of his love of baseball,
our next date promises to be a home run.
Now, who will make opening bid of $200?
- Would you stop fidgeting?
- Are you sure I look okay?
- Come on, you look great.
Whoever ends up with you
is gonna be one lucky lady.
(scoffs)
- $100, anyone, please.
75, ladies, he's a bargain at $75.
- What's going on, what is this?
- [Auctioneer] Anyone, remember,
this is a charitable event.
- Hit it!
(soft music)
(laughing)
- $50.
- No.
- Going once, going twice.
Sold for $50, thank you.
(clapping)
Affectionately known as Specs,
you won't need glasses to
see that our next bachelor
is the man for you.
- Okay.
I'm gonna go grab a seat.
So, break a leg.
- You know, I'd be willing to do that
if I thought it'd get me out of this.
- Everything's gonna be fine, trust me.
- $200.
- [Auctioneer] I have
$200, do I hear more?
- 201.
- What?
- [Auctioneer] I have 201.
Do I hear 250?
- 250.
- 251.
- This isn't happening.
Come on, lady.
- I have a bid of $251.
Going once, going twice.
Sold to the gentleman for $251.
Our next candidate, Steve Rafferty,
is a detective for the 21st Precinct.
The only mystery he hasn't
solved is why he's still single.
(laughs)
Who will give me an opening bid of $200?
- $200.
- [Auctioneer] I have
200, thank you, ma'am.
Do I hear 250?
- 250.
- 250, thank you.
Do I hear more?
The bid for Steve Rafferty is $250.
$250 going once.
Going twice.
- $500.
- A very generous offer, thank you.
- 550.
- Darce.
- $600.
- 700 and--
- $1000.
- I have a bid of $1000.
Do I hear more?
Sold to the lady in green for $1000.
(clapping)
- Oh, Darce, hi.
This is Minerva Stone.
Minerva, this is Darcy Walker, my partner.
- And my competition.
- Oh no, no, no, no,
there's no competition.
Darcy and I never mix business
with pleasure, right Darce?
- It's nice meeting you, Minerva.
You are one determined lady.
- Well, when they made
me, they broke the mold.
(laughing)
- I'm sorry, what did you say?
- When they made me, they broke the mold?
It's just an expression.
Haven't you ever heard of it?
- As a matter of fact, I have.
What did you say you did for a living?
- Oh, Darce.
Minerva owns a health
spa at Everly Heights.
- You should stop by sometime.
I'll give you the full treatment.
- Maybe I will.
- Darcy, would you excuse
us for a moment, please?
Minerva and I have to make our plans
for our grand soiree.
- Sure.
(laughs)
(eerie music)
Stone.
Minerva.
(beeping)
(ringing)
- Darcy.
- Steve, hey.
I was just--
- I know what you were just doing.
You were checking to see
if Minerva has any priors.
Why?
- I don't know, I'm just--
- Jealous.
- Suspicious.
- Of what?
- I don't know.
Let's just say Minerva
rubs me the wrong way.
(groans)
- I'm not hurting you, am I?
- No.
No, it feels good.
- You know, I have to admit.
I'm surprised you took me up on my offer.
- Why?
- Well, you were bidding on Steve too
and I know he said you guys don't
mix business with pleasure but
couldn't help but wonder.
- Wonder what?
- Whether you'd like to.
- Look.
Steve's my partner.
There's nothing I wouldn't do for him.
And I'd never let anyone hurt him.
- Oh.
And he's lucky to have you.
(eerie music)
Seaweed wrap?
- [Darcy] What's that?
- It's a skin cleansing treatment.
Your body heat makes the algae contract so
when it does, it just sucks the impurities
right out of your skin.
Leaving it as smooth as, well, mine.
- I think it's cutting off my circulation.
- You'll be fine.
Trust me.
I'll be back to check
on you in five minutes.
(eerie music)
- [Steve] Is Darcy still at lunch?
- She asked for an extra half hour.
I think her back was bothering her.
- Her back?
- She said something about a massage.
(coughing)
- Minerva!
(eerie music)
Minerva!
(coughing)
(eerie music)
(coughing)
- Darce?
Darce, Darcy.
(eerie music)
(coughing)
Hi.
- What are you doing here?
- Was just about to
ask you the same thing.
Who said you could take
the afternoon off, huh?
- What is going on?
- You are under arrest.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
Darce, Darce, Darce.
Darce, take it easy.
- Steve, she tried to kill me.
- It was an accident.
The steam must have made the seaweed
contract more than it should have.
I can't tell you how sorry I am.
(eerie music)
- That tickles, don't be doing that.
Hmm, that tickles.
- [Darcy] Argyle.
- True Blue, thank the Lord it's you.
Tender Loving would have killed me
if she caught me sleeping
with another woman.
- Look, I need your help again.
- No.
That's why I'm sleeping right now,
because I'm getting you
out of jams at night.
I'm not getting any younger, True Blue.
I need my beauty sleep.
Look at the wrinkles under my eyes.
- You know what, I can
help you out with that.
- Excuse me?
(soft music)
Oh yes, that feels good.
You girls should do this professionally.
You know what I mean.
(laughs)
- Would you like a full body massage?
- Hit me with everything you've got.
Money is no object.
(intense music)
- Activate auto transform.
(soft music)
- Whoa, there's something
different about you.
Now oh, don't tell me what it is.
- Argyle, what took you so long?
I was about to come in after you.
- My full body massage.
- Your what?
- Not to mention my milk bath and sauna.
Oh, which reminds me.
Here's the bill.
- What?
Oh, $600.
- And worth every penny.
Feel my skin, come on, feel it.
Soft as a baby's ass.
- Nevermind that.
Did you get the mud sample or not?
- Of course I did, watch this.
(groans)
See?
- You put it in your ear?
- Where else was I supposed to put it?
- You don't want me to answer that.
- True Blue, shame on you.
- Here.
- Ow!
(intense music)
- Darce, I'm cutting out
a little early tonight.
- Gotta get ready for your big date?
- Yeah, something like that.
Is that a problem?
- No no no, go ahead.
- Okay.
- I'm dreading this night.
- At least your date's a female.
- Yeah, a female what?
- We're here.
- So, are our two guys ready
for a night of romance?
- Shoot me.
- Oh come on, no shooting tonight.
- [Slugger] Oh please no.
- Detective Walker.
- Yo, True Blue.
I analyzed the mud sample from the spa
and compared it to the one
you found at the news studio.
- And?
- They have the same base properties.
- That means Minerva and
Medusa are one and the same.
- [Argyle] I'd keep lover boy
away from her if I were you.
- I gotta go, Argyle, good work.
- Good work?
That was great work.
That woman doesn't appreciate me.
Doesn't appreciate anything I do for her.
- Scotch on the rocks for the gentleman.
Mineral water for the lady.
Do you know what you want?
- Yes I do, but it's not on the menu.
And I want it to go.
- Check.
- I'll get the car.
- Great, here.
(soft music)
Darce, what are you doing here?
- Look, I came by to
warn you about Minerva.
- Minerva?
- Yeah.
The mud sample we got from Channel Eight?
I compared it to a sample
that I got from her spa.
They're an identical match.
- So?
- So, what I'm saying
is, she is really Medusa.
- Oh, Darce.
- Wait a minute, you think I'm
making this whole thing up?
- Yes.
Goodnight, Darcy.
(eerie music)
- Your features are so chiseled.
You're almost like a statue.
How about a drink?
- No, no, no, no, no.
I'm not thirsty.
- But I am, I'll be right back.
- No no, you're not going anywhere.
- Steve, I really need a mineral water.
- You've been drinking
mineral water all night.
- [Minerva] There's a
very good reason for that.
- Your face.
(gasps)
Minerva!
Minerva!
Minerva!
(eerie music)
You really are Medusa.
- In the flesh.
- Why are you doing this?
- Let's just say I don't
take rejection very well.
- When did I reject you?
- It was three years ago.
I was mugged and you
took down my statement.
You even drove me home
and walked me to my door.
No man has ever done that for me before.
- I was probably just trying to be nice.
- And you were nice.
You were so nice.
You actually brought
my necklace back to me
after you caught the guy who stole it.
I invited you to stay for dinner.
It was just my way of saying thank you.
I'll never forget the look on your face.
The thought of the two of
us together horrified you.
You made up some pathetic excuse
why you couldn't come inside.
Do you remember what it was?
- I'm sorry, I don't.
- You said it was
against department policy
to get involved with victims.
- I was just trying to let you down easy.
- You victimized me all over again.
Now it's my turn to victimize you.
(screams)
- Thanks for the time of my life.
Love and kisses, Bruce.
- You slut.
- Hey, guys.
So, Steve isn't in yet, huh?
- No, I guess his date worked
out a lot better than ours.
- I guess it would have to.
- I tried calling him
but there's no answer.
Maybe he's still at her place.
(laughs)
- Yeah.
Excuse me.
- So, Specs.
Tell me about Mr. Right.
(laughing)
(moans)
- You boys have such strong hands.
- Would you like to feel
how strong my hands are?
- Black Scorpion.
Do you have an appointment?
- No, but you do.
With Warden Brickhouse at
Pearl Gate Penitentiary.
- You know, you look a little tense.
It's probably all that
crime fighting you do.
You need to relax.
How about a massage?
- No thanks.
- Oh, but I insist.
Rub her out.
(groaning)
(intense music)
- Give yourself up, Minerva.
- Never.
- Fighting now will only make things
harder for you later.
- I'm more interested in
making things hard for you.
Right now.
(eerie music)
Little to the left.
No, little to the right.
Perfect.
My collection is complete.
- But Minerva.
You didn't leave any air
holes for this statue.
- For good reason.
I want her dead.
Back upstairs to finish my massage.
(eerie music)
- Steve.
Steve, can you hear me?
Steve, Steve, can you hear me?
(eerie music)
Steve, Steve, it's me.
- [Steve] That's so weird.
- What, what was?
- For a moment, I thought
you were Black Scorpion.
- So sorry to disappoint you.
- I've never been happier
to see anybody in my life.
(crumbling)
- We gotta get out of here.
- How?
- Same way the water does.
- It's hard to find the
words to describe this
hellish ordeal that I've been through.
The police, they left no stone unturned.
When they freed me and five other captives
from our plaster prisons.
- What is this?
- It was the most unbelievable ordeal
I've ever been through in my entire life.
(sirens blaring)
(intense music)
- Come on, let's take them.
(gunshots)
- [Darcy] No no no, they're getting away.
- Darcy!
Darcy!
(intense music)
- How'd she get out?
- The same way Steve and I did.
Through the drainage pipe.
- It's a good thing you
had Slugger and Specs
block off the other end, Captain.
- Hey, sorry we're late, guys.
- I thought you told them.
- Well, I thought you were the one
in charge, Captain, remember?
- We're waiting on some word
from our on the spot
reporter, Benita Bradley.
- Are you gonna tell
them about the mudslide?
- What mudslide?
- This one.
And the one that's gonna wipe out
the entire city tonight at midnight.
I tried to be reasonable.
I only wanted to destroy a select few,
but the police made that impossible.
So now, in order to take my revenge,
I have to destroy you all.
Oh well, that's life.
At least it was.
- This time, we're in over our heads.
- Yeah, at least we will be once Medusa
causes that mudslide.
- The question is, how's
she going to do it?
- Well, she'd need mud.
Or at least earth.
- And water.
She'd need lots of it if
she's gonna destroy the city.
- The city dam.
- Watch your mouth, Detective.
- I'm not swearing, Captain.
I'm talking about Angel Dam.
Look, the only way to cause a mudslide
big enough to wipe out the population
is to release the water from the dam.
- And in order to do that,
she'd have to blow it up.
(dramatic music)
- This looks like the way.
- Yeah, yeah.
You know, if we split up,
I have a lot better chance
taking her by surprise.
Okay, let's go.
- Detonators in place, Queen of Stone.
- Excellent.
Now all I have to do
is push the lever.
- Computer, activate auto transform.
- Freeze!
Police.
No sudden moves.
- What's he mean by no sudden moves?
- Think he means something like this.
(groaning)
It's a long way down.
- Throw him over the edge.
- Computer, activate glue gun.
(intense music)
- I can't let go of him.
- Me either.
- Now don't move.
- Take your own advice and stay back.
- You don't wanna do this, Minerva.
- Oh, but I do.
- Why, because of a few insensitive men?
- Because of a lifetime of heartbreak.
I don't expect you to understand.
You've never heard the belittling excuses.
- Excuses like you can't
mix business with pleasure?
- So, you've been rejected too.
- We all have, Minerva.
There's always going to
be someone more beautiful.
- That's where you're
wrong, Black Scorpion.
I'm the most beautiful
woman in the City of Angels.
- Have you looked in the mirror lately?
- I need my mineral water.
- But if you destroy the city,
you destroy the spring.
- That's what you think.
I've got a whole tank of
it in my gravel trunk.
- Mind if I drink with you?
- Oh, Black Scorpion is
insecure about her looks?
- Why do you think I wear this mask?
- Huh, well maybe women in
masks should stick together.
Do you want to make the toast or shall I?
- I will.
(screams)
(groaning)
(eerie music)
(gasps)
(groaning)
Here's mud in your eye.
(screaming)
- According to eyewitnesses,
Medusa sank like a stone in Angel River.
So far, police have not
been able to find her body.
- [Steve] Hey, Darce.
How's it going?
- Steve.
What's this?
- Well, it is a bunch of evidence
from Minerva's mineral spa.
- Hmm.
- Slugger, Bertha's holding
for you on line two.
And Bruce is on line one for you, Specs.
- Do me a favor, Cap.
Tell him I've got six months to live.
- And tell Bertha my--
- Look, what am I, your secretary?
You two cowards do your own dirty work.
- Why don't you just tell them the truth?
- Well because lying is easier.
- Yeah and more insulting
when they see through it.
- Darce, Darce.
You okay?
- I'm fine, it's just--
- What?
- I know how Minerva felt.
Rejection hurts.
- Bertha?
Yeah, it's Slugger.
You want to get something to eat?
- Bruce, you still there?
- Look, Darce.
I hope you didn't take what I said
about our relationship being
professional as a rejection,
because I didn't mean it that way.
- Then how did you mean it?
- Just that we're partners,
and if we weren't--
- Yes?
- Well.
Who knows?
Hey, look at this.
Doesn't this look like
Black Scorpion's mask?
- I don't know, sort of.
- What do you mean, sort of?
It's almost identical.
Here, try it on.
- No, Steve.
- No no, here.
- No.
- [Steve] Why not?
- Can you imagine me dressed
as the Black Scorpion?
I'd look ridiculous.
No.
- Okay, you got something there.
Listen.
Come on, help me log this stuff in.
I'm gonna be filling
reports out for weeks.
- All right, right behind you.
(soft music)
(dramatic music)