Gargoyles (1994) s01e08 Episode Script
Deadly Force
Looks like you were worried for nothing, Mr.
Burnett.
l certainly hope so.
Hold it! Hit the deck.
Do it now! Move it! (grunts) (roars) See you later, guys.
- Where's he off to in such a rush? - Oh, he's going to see Showdown again.
- Showdown? - Yeah.
lt's a new western.
Great movie.
We all saw it the other day.
You know - cowboys, horses, guns.
lt must be good, he didn't even have his dinner first.
Movies, television, video games.
These days, it's hard to tell what's real and what's not.
Come on, Captain.
You know it was Dracon.
Who else could it have been? Look, just get me a warrant and l'll drag that piece of pond scum back here and We've got no evidence.
He's bulletproof.
Big surprise.
What exactly was in that crate he stole? ''Non-projectile weapon prototypes.
'' From Xanatos Enterprises.
Non-projectile? You mean, like lasers? Something like that, Detective.
They are the latest design in high-collimation charged-particle-beam technology.
The laser's just for aiming.
The particle beam itself is invisible.
How many of these guns were stolen? styles and power ranges.
Great.
- Where are you going, Maza? - To do my job.
(grunts) Just in time.
(Elisa) Dracon! Something on your mind, honey? l have a few questions for you concerning that arms shipment hijacking.
Hijacking? Sorry, Detective, you got the wrong guy.
- l'm just a businessman.
- l assume you've got an alibi, then.
l was with these guys.
We were out doing the town.
Sooner or later, you're gonna slip up, Tony.
And when you do, l'll be there.
Hey, l told you, l'm not the guy.
And if l was the guy, you couldn't do anything about it.
ln fact, if l were to tell one of my associates here to go sell off some ''merchandise'' to raise some operating capital, you couldn't do anything about that, either.
Face it, sugar, you got nothing.
(" western-style music) (horse whinnies) Cool.
(meowing) Hey, Cagney.
You hungry, Cagney? Be glad you got a home, cat.
The streets just got a whole lot meaner.
(" western-style music) Elisa.
- You home? - ls that you, Broadway? - l was in the neighborhood.
- Make yourself comfortable.
l'll throw on a couple of steaks.
Thanks.
Cool.
(mimics John Wayne) Let's go, Pilgrim, and don't forget the horse.
Oh! Sorry, my fault.
l was playing with the gun.
Stupid of me.
Hope l didn't break anything.
Elisa? Oh! Elisa? Elisa! Sorry.
l'm sorry.
(groans) (gasps) - What in - She's been shot.
l can't get a pulse.
Get her inside, stat.
(roars) l guess Broadway liked that movie so much, he stayed to watch it a few more times.
l hope he finds a comfortable place to roost.
l'm afraid l have some bad news for you.
What is it? Speak quickly.
Your friend Elisa Maza has been shot.
They're not sure if she'll live.
Hey.
Did you hear about Maza? Yeah.
Dangerous to leave a gun lying around, huh? (they laugh) We'll make the deal tonight with our buyer.
Did you have to sell off many on the street? Well, a handful to cover expenses.
We might have to sell a few more.
(beeping) Sponge.
Give me more retraction here.
Guns! - How did it happen? - We're not quite sure yet.
She was trying to get a stolen shipment of particle-beam weaponry off the street.
- lt was very important to her.
- Where is she? Manhattan General.
Pardon me.
Goliath.
Broadway isn't back yet.
l'm a little worried.
You two search for him.
l will check on Elisa.
Hudson, remain here to guard the castle.
(sobs) Don't sugarcoat it, Doctor Sato.
She's our daughter.
l wish l could tell you she'll be OK, but the internal damage is extensive.
The bullet hit high in her chest, ricocheted off the collarbone, nicked the heart muscle and passed through the right lung.
l removed it from the base of her spine.
The good news is she survived ten hours of surgery.
The next 1 2 hours are crucial.
Should we have her sister fly in from Arizona? Don't talk like that, Dad.
She'll be OK.
Well, what can we do? - Diane.
- We can pray, Peter.
We can pray.
Don't stay long.
She needs rest.
Maria.
Thank you for coming.
Mrs.
Maza.
Sergeant Maza.
Derek.
l'm sorry to see you all under these circumstances.
Just tell me you know who shot my sister.
Witnesses say she braced Tony Dracon at the Park Manor.
He stole an armed shipment and she was pretty determined to get those guns off the street.
Our guess is one of Dracon's men broke into her apartment later and shot her with her own gun.
- Dracon may even have done it himself.
- Any prints on the gun? Some.
But so badly smudged they don't even look human.
Whoever the shooter is, we'll find him.
No one hits a cop and gets away with it.
No one.
l think we should let her sleep.
Keep fighting, Elisa.
Don't give up, come back to us.
Know that l will finish what you started.
l will find the man that did this to you, and l will make him pay.
(Dracon) This buyer's gonna pay top coin for all this Buck Rogers stuff.
We're set for midnight, down near the docks.
l'll meet you there.
(snarls) (gasps) Let me pass, please.
Not likely.
l'm gonna need your wallet, pal.
Come on.
Give it up.
Otherwise (growling) Hey! Stay away.
What's this? A new kind of gun? A new way to kill people? Where did you get this? Who gave it to you? Uh a guy they call ''Glasses.
'' - He's selling 'em.
- Where? Oh, uh Down on Canal Street.
Right near the docks.
(beep) (woman) Code blue, code blue.
lCU.
(flatline signal) Flatline.
No pulse.
Epinephrine.
Still flat.
Get the paddles.
(beeping) Got her.
Normal sinus rhythm.
(sighs) Bring the family back in.
Take it easy.
l don't want him spotting us.
Somebody's following us, Tony.
- Probably cops.
- You know what to do.
(thud) (gasps) Who are you working for? Now we wait for the buyer.
He'll be here at midnight.
How did you Never mind.
You're just in time to help me deal with the one who shot Elisa.
- What? - Oh, that's right.
You don't know.
Elisa was shot.
And the human responsible is in this building.
Come.
There's no more time for talk.
Right.
What? Glasses, you're not making sense.
Calm down.
We'd better get this stuff moved out of here.
Shoot 'em! You're mine.
All of you! (grunts) Goliath! (growls) Argh! - You are the one who shot Elisa Maza.
- W-what? - Goliath, no! You can't kill him.
- You think not? Elisa will have her revenge - through me.
- But he didn't shoot Elisa.
l did.
- What? lt was an accident.
l was looking at her gun and it went off.
l'm sorry.
Argh! Come.
We have much to talk about.
(door opens) ( Goliath) You were the buyer.
Mr.
Xanatos had to get the guns back somehow.
Excellent job, by the way.
He will be pleased that you have recovered his property.
(growls) Are all the weapons that were stolen here? Hard to say for certain, but l would estimate that 37 guns, rifles and heavy weapons are missing.
No doubt they've already been sold on the street.
What are you doing? Making sure that no more of these fall into the wrong hands.
Wait.
Mr.
Xanatos isn't going to like this.
l'll be happy to discuss the matter with him.
(Dracon) Hey, what are you doing? Making sure the police will link you with the stolen property.
Come.
We have a sick friend to visit.
You mean, Elisa isn't dead? Mom? - Elisa.
- You're awake.
- Oh, thank goodness.
- How do you feel? (groans) Lousy, l guess.
What happened? - That's what we'd like to know.
- Captain Chavez just called.
Dracon's been arrested for grand theft.
They found him in a warehouse with Xanatos' guns - all of them destroyed.
He was babbling about monsters attacking him and his men.
You'll have to leave now.
She's past the crisis point, but she needs her rest.
- Hi, guys.
- Elisa, it was all my fault.
l was playing with your gun and it went off.
l'll never touch a gun again.
l should have been a lot more careful about where l left it.
We both made mistakes.
Yeah.
But you nearly paid for those mistakes with your life.
- Then let's not repeat them.
- Come.
She needs her rest.
- Goliath - Shh.
Sleep now.
You're safe.
Burnett.
l certainly hope so.
Hold it! Hit the deck.
Do it now! Move it! (grunts) (roars) See you later, guys.
- Where's he off to in such a rush? - Oh, he's going to see Showdown again.
- Showdown? - Yeah.
lt's a new western.
Great movie.
We all saw it the other day.
You know - cowboys, horses, guns.
lt must be good, he didn't even have his dinner first.
Movies, television, video games.
These days, it's hard to tell what's real and what's not.
Come on, Captain.
You know it was Dracon.
Who else could it have been? Look, just get me a warrant and l'll drag that piece of pond scum back here and We've got no evidence.
He's bulletproof.
Big surprise.
What exactly was in that crate he stole? ''Non-projectile weapon prototypes.
'' From Xanatos Enterprises.
Non-projectile? You mean, like lasers? Something like that, Detective.
They are the latest design in high-collimation charged-particle-beam technology.
The laser's just for aiming.
The particle beam itself is invisible.
How many of these guns were stolen? styles and power ranges.
Great.
- Where are you going, Maza? - To do my job.
(grunts) Just in time.
(Elisa) Dracon! Something on your mind, honey? l have a few questions for you concerning that arms shipment hijacking.
Hijacking? Sorry, Detective, you got the wrong guy.
- l'm just a businessman.
- l assume you've got an alibi, then.
l was with these guys.
We were out doing the town.
Sooner or later, you're gonna slip up, Tony.
And when you do, l'll be there.
Hey, l told you, l'm not the guy.
And if l was the guy, you couldn't do anything about it.
ln fact, if l were to tell one of my associates here to go sell off some ''merchandise'' to raise some operating capital, you couldn't do anything about that, either.
Face it, sugar, you got nothing.
(" western-style music) (horse whinnies) Cool.
(meowing) Hey, Cagney.
You hungry, Cagney? Be glad you got a home, cat.
The streets just got a whole lot meaner.
(" western-style music) Elisa.
- You home? - ls that you, Broadway? - l was in the neighborhood.
- Make yourself comfortable.
l'll throw on a couple of steaks.
Thanks.
Cool.
(mimics John Wayne) Let's go, Pilgrim, and don't forget the horse.
Oh! Sorry, my fault.
l was playing with the gun.
Stupid of me.
Hope l didn't break anything.
Elisa? Oh! Elisa? Elisa! Sorry.
l'm sorry.
(groans) (gasps) - What in - She's been shot.
l can't get a pulse.
Get her inside, stat.
(roars) l guess Broadway liked that movie so much, he stayed to watch it a few more times.
l hope he finds a comfortable place to roost.
l'm afraid l have some bad news for you.
What is it? Speak quickly.
Your friend Elisa Maza has been shot.
They're not sure if she'll live.
Hey.
Did you hear about Maza? Yeah.
Dangerous to leave a gun lying around, huh? (they laugh) We'll make the deal tonight with our buyer.
Did you have to sell off many on the street? Well, a handful to cover expenses.
We might have to sell a few more.
(beeping) Sponge.
Give me more retraction here.
Guns! - How did it happen? - We're not quite sure yet.
She was trying to get a stolen shipment of particle-beam weaponry off the street.
- lt was very important to her.
- Where is she? Manhattan General.
Pardon me.
Goliath.
Broadway isn't back yet.
l'm a little worried.
You two search for him.
l will check on Elisa.
Hudson, remain here to guard the castle.
(sobs) Don't sugarcoat it, Doctor Sato.
She's our daughter.
l wish l could tell you she'll be OK, but the internal damage is extensive.
The bullet hit high in her chest, ricocheted off the collarbone, nicked the heart muscle and passed through the right lung.
l removed it from the base of her spine.
The good news is she survived ten hours of surgery.
The next 1 2 hours are crucial.
Should we have her sister fly in from Arizona? Don't talk like that, Dad.
She'll be OK.
Well, what can we do? - Diane.
- We can pray, Peter.
We can pray.
Don't stay long.
She needs rest.
Maria.
Thank you for coming.
Mrs.
Maza.
Sergeant Maza.
Derek.
l'm sorry to see you all under these circumstances.
Just tell me you know who shot my sister.
Witnesses say she braced Tony Dracon at the Park Manor.
He stole an armed shipment and she was pretty determined to get those guns off the street.
Our guess is one of Dracon's men broke into her apartment later and shot her with her own gun.
- Dracon may even have done it himself.
- Any prints on the gun? Some.
But so badly smudged they don't even look human.
Whoever the shooter is, we'll find him.
No one hits a cop and gets away with it.
No one.
l think we should let her sleep.
Keep fighting, Elisa.
Don't give up, come back to us.
Know that l will finish what you started.
l will find the man that did this to you, and l will make him pay.
(Dracon) This buyer's gonna pay top coin for all this Buck Rogers stuff.
We're set for midnight, down near the docks.
l'll meet you there.
(snarls) (gasps) Let me pass, please.
Not likely.
l'm gonna need your wallet, pal.
Come on.
Give it up.
Otherwise (growling) Hey! Stay away.
What's this? A new kind of gun? A new way to kill people? Where did you get this? Who gave it to you? Uh a guy they call ''Glasses.
'' - He's selling 'em.
- Where? Oh, uh Down on Canal Street.
Right near the docks.
(beep) (woman) Code blue, code blue.
lCU.
(flatline signal) Flatline.
No pulse.
Epinephrine.
Still flat.
Get the paddles.
(beeping) Got her.
Normal sinus rhythm.
(sighs) Bring the family back in.
Take it easy.
l don't want him spotting us.
Somebody's following us, Tony.
- Probably cops.
- You know what to do.
(thud) (gasps) Who are you working for? Now we wait for the buyer.
He'll be here at midnight.
How did you Never mind.
You're just in time to help me deal with the one who shot Elisa.
- What? - Oh, that's right.
You don't know.
Elisa was shot.
And the human responsible is in this building.
Come.
There's no more time for talk.
Right.
What? Glasses, you're not making sense.
Calm down.
We'd better get this stuff moved out of here.
Shoot 'em! You're mine.
All of you! (grunts) Goliath! (growls) Argh! - You are the one who shot Elisa Maza.
- W-what? - Goliath, no! You can't kill him.
- You think not? Elisa will have her revenge - through me.
- But he didn't shoot Elisa.
l did.
- What? lt was an accident.
l was looking at her gun and it went off.
l'm sorry.
Argh! Come.
We have much to talk about.
(door opens) ( Goliath) You were the buyer.
Mr.
Xanatos had to get the guns back somehow.
Excellent job, by the way.
He will be pleased that you have recovered his property.
(growls) Are all the weapons that were stolen here? Hard to say for certain, but l would estimate that 37 guns, rifles and heavy weapons are missing.
No doubt they've already been sold on the street.
What are you doing? Making sure that no more of these fall into the wrong hands.
Wait.
Mr.
Xanatos isn't going to like this.
l'll be happy to discuss the matter with him.
(Dracon) Hey, what are you doing? Making sure the police will link you with the stolen property.
Come.
We have a sick friend to visit.
You mean, Elisa isn't dead? Mom? - Elisa.
- You're awake.
- Oh, thank goodness.
- How do you feel? (groans) Lousy, l guess.
What happened? - That's what we'd like to know.
- Captain Chavez just called.
Dracon's been arrested for grand theft.
They found him in a warehouse with Xanatos' guns - all of them destroyed.
He was babbling about monsters attacking him and his men.
You'll have to leave now.
She's past the crisis point, but she needs her rest.
- Hi, guys.
- Elisa, it was all my fault.
l was playing with your gun and it went off.
l'll never touch a gun again.
l should have been a lot more careful about where l left it.
We both made mistakes.
Yeah.
But you nearly paid for those mistakes with your life.
- Then let's not repeat them.
- Come.
She needs her rest.
- Goliath - Shh.
Sleep now.
You're safe.