Stargate Origins (2018) s01e08 Episode Script
Episode 8
1 [THEME PLAYS.]
[BELLS RINGING.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
It's okay.
Tee-yu [LAUGHS.]
, tee-yu.
Tee-yu.
What? Oh, Cat.
This tiny outpost could use a bit more manpower huh? Cat? Hold on.
Catherine you Yu-yu, yu-yu, yu-yu.
Damn it! Cat! Your father.
Father.
No, no, no, not now.
- Not here.
- Let go of me.
We still don't have our guns, there's nothing we can do.
There's nothing we can do.
Na-nay.
Pass auf.
[ASET CHUCKLES.]
[ASET SPEAKS ANCIENT EGYPTIAN.]
Will those you supply serve me as they do? Yes, yes away with you, away with you.
Impressive display of subservience.
Enough to rival my own loyal and obedient dog, Langford.
But are they really willing to serve? To they revere you enough to fight for you? To die for you? Her people are strong and well trained, not like your stupid dead soldier.
[GRUNTS.]
A test then, say it.
A test, a friendly game, to highlight obedience and willingness to serve the cause.
Stefan.
[ANCIENT EGYPTIAN.]
Na-nay.
Not this time.
For Hitler.
[BRÃCKE SPEAKS GERMAN.]
[SPEAKS GERMAN.]
[SHOUTING.]
[CRACKING.]
[GRUNT.]
Stefan! [GUNSHOT.]
[SHOUTING.]
[CRYING.]
I'm all right.
[GROANING IN PAIN.]
She has allowed this outrage because she earlier killed Gunter.
- Nein.
- [GUNSHOT.]
Stefan! Stefan! Stefan! He was German.
He was German! In service to the Führer! He would've slowed us down! Go, go film! Eva, go film! We must assert our power, lest we lose it.
Flex our might or be seen as weak! Did you get that last bit? Was it my good side? You have no good side.
You're a monster.
No my friend, I am a god.
Fear not everyone, for I shall replace this this loss with thousands upon thousands of slaves! The desert shall be filled forever! I can't remember the word for thousand.
Langford! As long as Aset will have it.
[CRYING.]
Langford.
Eva.
Come.
[COMMANDS IN GERMAN.]
[GRUNT.]
That son of a bitch.
Wasif, get our guns now.
Beal, we need to go.
Hold on, hold on.
No.
That man, he deserves to die.
Did you see what he just did? What do you think he'll do to my father? I understand, but we had better think this through.
Hm? [SOFT MUSIC.]
It's all right.
[WHIMPERING.]
[SHOUTING.]
What-What did he say? I think they're asking us to help them destroy Brücke.
Well tell them yes! Na-khey.
[ALL.]
Na-khey.
[GUN COCKS.]
[THEME PLAYS.]
[BELLS RINGING.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
It's okay.
Tee-yu [LAUGHS.]
, tee-yu.
Tee-yu.
What? Oh, Cat.
This tiny outpost could use a bit more manpower huh? Cat? Hold on.
Catherine you Yu-yu, yu-yu, yu-yu.
Damn it! Cat! Your father.
Father.
No, no, no, not now.
- Not here.
- Let go of me.
We still don't have our guns, there's nothing we can do.
There's nothing we can do.
Na-nay.
Pass auf.
[ASET CHUCKLES.]
[ASET SPEAKS ANCIENT EGYPTIAN.]
Will those you supply serve me as they do? Yes, yes away with you, away with you.
Impressive display of subservience.
Enough to rival my own loyal and obedient dog, Langford.
But are they really willing to serve? To they revere you enough to fight for you? To die for you? Her people are strong and well trained, not like your stupid dead soldier.
[GRUNTS.]
A test then, say it.
A test, a friendly game, to highlight obedience and willingness to serve the cause.
Stefan.
[ANCIENT EGYPTIAN.]
Na-nay.
Not this time.
For Hitler.
[BRÃCKE SPEAKS GERMAN.]
[SPEAKS GERMAN.]
[SHOUTING.]
[CRACKING.]
[GRUNT.]
Stefan! [GUNSHOT.]
[SHOUTING.]
[CRYING.]
I'm all right.
[GROANING IN PAIN.]
She has allowed this outrage because she earlier killed Gunter.
- Nein.
- [GUNSHOT.]
Stefan! Stefan! Stefan! He was German.
He was German! In service to the Führer! He would've slowed us down! Go, go film! Eva, go film! We must assert our power, lest we lose it.
Flex our might or be seen as weak! Did you get that last bit? Was it my good side? You have no good side.
You're a monster.
No my friend, I am a god.
Fear not everyone, for I shall replace this this loss with thousands upon thousands of slaves! The desert shall be filled forever! I can't remember the word for thousand.
Langford! As long as Aset will have it.
[CRYING.]
Langford.
Eva.
Come.
[COMMANDS IN GERMAN.]
[GRUNT.]
That son of a bitch.
Wasif, get our guns now.
Beal, we need to go.
Hold on, hold on.
No.
That man, he deserves to die.
Did you see what he just did? What do you think he'll do to my father? I understand, but we had better think this through.
Hm? [SOFT MUSIC.]
It's all right.
[WHIMPERING.]
[SHOUTING.]
What-What did he say? I think they're asking us to help them destroy Brücke.
Well tell them yes! Na-khey.
[ALL.]
Na-khey.
[GUN COCKS.]
[THEME PLAYS.]