Zero Hour s01e11 Episode Script
Hands
1 Previously on "Zero Hour" (Hank) They didn't want the cross.
They wanted what was inside of it.
You think they're after the blood of Christ? What am I looking at? A blueprint for the Son of God.
(Woman) Why would Laila betray Hank? (Laila) My position with the Shepherds requires that I follow orders on blind faith.
Regardless of what I've done, what I am doing now I'm doing to save your life.
(Laila) I know what needs to be done, and when the time comes, I won't flinch.
(Rose) Your father achieved the first cloning of a human being.
He created you.
You were the only man who could complete this project.
(Hank) Dad risked his life for me.
We are going to rescue him.
(Glass shatters) (Ticking) (White Vincent) 10 is the number of completion.
The road to Christ is nigh.
The path must now be walked.
But the one you love will die.
(Ticking) (Man, British accent) See that inscription at the base? It's a reference to a passage in the Bible where Jesus throws the money changers out of the temple.
And what does it mean? So look what's happening back in the U.
S.
, with Paulson, Bernanke, and your collapsing stock markets.
I'm telling you, it's all connected.
That locust, it isn't just counting minutes.
It's counting down.
To the end of time? Got it.
Thank you.
You're really writing that down? It's part of my job.
Oh.
"Modern Skeptic" magazine.
Maybe you've heard about us.
Sorry.
I don't want to brag, but we are the number one periodical with men who are living in their parents' basements.
(Laughs) Oh, really? (Chuckles) Well, yeah, I've dated a few of those.
They never mentioned it to me.
(People speaking indistinctly) Okay, you're clearly not a conspiracy nut what brings you to see "The Time Eater"? I sort of have a thing for clocks.
I repair them, restore them.
Do you know this one is only accurate once every five minutes? So all these people have come here to see a clock that doesn't actually work? Well, apparently, it was designed that way to reflect life's irregularity.
Come on.
Don't you think perfection's boring? Personally, I've always been more interested in things with flaws.
(Camera shutter clicks) Hank Galliston.
- Laila.
- Hi.
Nice to meet you.
(Ticks) Where am I? You are exactly where you need to be.
(Beeping) (Beeps) (Keypad beeps) Too bad there'll be no help coming for you.
(Shatters) (Pounding on door) (Pounding continues) Who is it? It's Laila.
Open the door.
What's wrong? It's Hank.
He's been in an accident.
(Keypad beeping) How do you know? Because I heard it.
(Hank) Yeah, it's me.
Listen, give me a call when you get this, okay? I think I know how to find my dad.
(Engine revs, tires squeal) (Crash) (Metal crunches, glass shatters) And then it's pretty quiet for a few minutes, until this.
(Clicks keyboard key) (Helicopter blades whirring) A helicopter.
(Man) Yeah.
Then it goes ghost on us.
(Static crackling) Can you pull any more out of that static Voices, background noises? I can try, but there's so much (Keyboard keys clicking) D-don't try.
Just do.
If we're gonna find Hank, we need a lot more to go on.
You guys head back to the office, dig through Hank's stuff, try and figure out where he was headed.
What does it matter where he's headed? We need to find out where he is.
Laila, with that tape, there are a lot of ways that we could figure out where they've taken him.
But the list gets a whole lot shorter if we can figure out where they took him from.
Well, we need to hurry.
If it's the Pyrates that took him, they'll They'll what, Laila? What do they want from him? We just need to find him.
(Clicking continues) Magellan, Columbus, Amerigo Vespucci Great explorers who charted a course to a new world.
And now their names will be joined by yours.
Somewhere inside your son lies the map we must follow to recreate the cloning process you perfected all those years ago The path to Resurrecting the Son of God, the path to our own new world.
So tell me, James, are we ready to set sail? Soon.
I think if I can compare Hank's D.
N.
A.
and physiology to a flawed subject's, then maybe by looking at what went wrong there, I can figure out what went right with Hank.
Flawed subject? Perhaps you can offer your services here, Mr.
Vincent.
(Chuckles) Come on.
You might even get some answers of your own.
(Hank) Help me, please.
I'm being held here against my will.
(Object clicks) Could could you call the FBI? Ask for Beck Riley.
(Monitor beeping rhythmically) What what are you doing? I'm I'm I'm fine.
Can you at least tell me where I am? Zero Hour 01x011 Hands (Roland) Hank, I am so sorry.
I thought if I helped them, I could keep you out of this.
Dad, you know what these people want.
You can't help them.
No, but I can stall them.
Make them think that This isn't like before, dad, with you and mom.
They're not gonna let you sneak off into the dead of the night and disappear.
(Door opens) Once they get what they need, they will kill us.
(Door closes) What choice do I have? You're my son.
Oh, I see.
We're taking creative license here.
Daddy's son.
I prefer to call you my creator.
What is he talking about? Oh, he still doesn't know.
The lab where you were born? I was born there as well.
Along with many others who, in fact, didn't make it, thanks to your father here.
(Monitor beeping rhythmically) You have to understand, I thought I could use this work to cure birth defects, disease.
That all changed when you were born.
I knew that they were gonna cut you open, dissect you.
I couldn't let that happen.
You see, I wasn't worth keeping.
You were.
(Beeping continues) Maybe Hank, if I can give them what they want, they'll finally leave you alone.
Yeah, well, what do they want? Just your blood.
Come on.
No more lies.
We're family.
We can be honest with each other.
(Beeping continues) It is not just your blood they want.
They want the secret inside.
I don't understand.
They can't have a flawed savior, now can they? He has to be perfect clone, like you.
You are the blueprint, Hank.
The only one That can show them the way.
Just one more time, Hank.
That's it.
I'll start with Hank's computer.
These are the files that Hank gave me to go through last night.
He wanted a list (Clicks keyboard key, computer chirps) of all the 41 trust subsidiaries, but we didn't find anything.
Yeah.
Maybe Hank did.
(Clicks mouse) (Click) (Click) You want to ask me something, ask.
So you were put into Hank's life on assignment from the Shepherds so they could, what, watch him? Or are you still going with the story that you stuck around because you conveniently fell in love with him? You think that was convenient for me, Rachel? Loving Hank was the last thing that I wanted to do.
(Keyboard keys clicking) And you expect us to believe that you're not still on assignment? Look, you've made it pretty clear that I shouldn't expect anything from you.
But know this The Shepherds wanted to keep Hank safe and away from the people that have him right now.
So whether or not you believe me, we all want the same thing here.
Do we? (Laila) Everything's going according to plan.
He trusts me.
Very good.
Know that we are grateful for your service.
We understand how trying these missions can be.
Yeah, it hasn't been as hard as I thought.
Hank makes it easy.
You like this man? I yeah, I find him pleasant to be around.
He's a good person.
I see.
You seem worried.
(Bleats) I need to be sure that you Haven't been compromised.
(Lamb bleats) Take it.
Excuse me? The gun, I'm asking you to take it.
(Bleats) It's heavier than you thought, isn't it? (Bleats) It's a strange feeling to hold a gun for the first time.
What is this about? If the Pyrates were ever to find out about Hank Galliston, I need to be assured that you'll be ready to act when called upon.
I'll do whatever's asked of me.
All right.
The lamb.
(Bleating) - Shoot it.
- What? I'm asking you to kill the lamb you see before you.
Clearly, you doubt me.
On the contrary.
I believe in your goodness.
Then why would y Your job is not to ask questions.
You took an oath.
(Bleating continues) You don't have time to think.
Cock the gun and pull the trigger.
(Bleating continues) (Exhales) (Cocks gun) (Bleats) (Gun clicks) (Exhales) (Bleats) Good.
You're ready.
(Clicks mouse) (Click) Nothing.
(Exhales) Come on, Hank.
What were you doing? (Exhales) Ray.
(Keyboard keys clicking) Ray, I found something.
Come here.
(Man) Okay, listen to this.
(Helicopter blades whirring) So the chopper goes on for about four minutes, and then (Whirring continues) (Clicks mouse) (Seagulls crying) Birds.
Seagulls.
(Click) So wherever they took him, they had to fly over water.
And based on the velocity of the rotor blades, I-I'm guessing 170 Miles per hour, give or take With the duration of the flight, that that's what, 13 Miles? Yeah, but but from where? So I'm trying to think like Hank, right? So I'm I'm I'm wondering where they took my dad, and I'm getting frustrated because I keep coming up empty.
And then I-I lean back in the chair, like we've seen Hank do a thousand times when he hits a wall, and and I look up and I see that.
The magazine cover, it's missing.
Wait.
You think he took it? Yeah, but why? And and which one? I've looked at these, like, a hundred times, but I can't remember.
Wait.
The clocks.
I took photos of them in this room.
Maybe in the background of them somehow Wait.
There.
Go back.
Go back.
Yeah.
No, that one.
Okay.
Blow it up.
We better call Beck.
(Arron) Plum Island The epicenter for top-secret agricultural research, and if you're big into conspiracies, a hotbed for animal cloning experimentation.
You ever hear of the Montauk Monster? Remember that bloated, hairless raccoon that washed up on shore a few years back? It was not a raccoon.
It had fangs and it was Okay, whether or not the monster was fake, the history of Plum Island is very real.
There was a secret government program that was started right after world war II called Operation Paperclip, and the idea was to bring over the most brilliant Nazi scientists to continue their research.
One of those scientists was this guy Erich Traub.
His specialty viruses, specifically Disease-carrying bugs.
Sound familiar? Yeah, Theo.
(Magazine thuds) (Cell phone chimes) (Chime) They found Hank's car.
Uh, New London, Connecticut, about a 13-mile helicopter ride over water from Plum Island.
Okay, um, I need to put together a team.
We don't have time for you to get a team together.
We have to get going now.
It's a secure facility.
We need backup.
- We gonna need - But if we wait any longer Damn it, Laila.
You are not the only worrying about losing someone today.
(People speaking indistinctly) You're right.
Hey, hey, um I'm sorry.
Let's do it your way.
Earlier you called this one "The Flawed Model.
" I-I didn't mean it like that.
Yes, you did.
I'm not interested in your apologies.
I'm interested in your answers.
I want to know what went wrong with me.
Every person's genomic sequence is unique.
To say "what went wrong" is a gross simplification.
You're a smart man, Dr.
Galliston.
Don't try my patience.
Here.
Your eyes.
The condition is similar to albinism.
(Beeps) That explains the lack of pigmentation.
And this This is what we call the warrior gene cluster.
(Beeping) It controls the aggression levels.
Yours are over-activated.
It's just genes that have mutated.
These things happen.
It didn't just happen! You did this to me! It's your mistake! (Pants) But I assure you, doctor, that my warrior genes are quite silent at the moment.
(Exhales) We still need you.
(Exhales deeply) Here are our targets.
White Vincent (Remote clicks, computer chirps) Who I'm sure you're all familiar with, Melanie Lynch (Clicks, chirps) C.
E.
O.
of The 41 Trust And Theo Riley.
(Clicks, chirps) You have orders to apprehend these subjects by whatever means necessary.
What are you guys doing here? We got a message from Laila.
Said you wanted us all to meet here.
I-I never spoke with Laila.
Is she here with you? No.
Wait.
You don't think she's headed That's exactly what I'm thinking.
Why would she try to save Hank without us? Maybe she's not trying to save him.
(Beck) One more target Laila Galliston.
At this point, her motives and level of involvement are unclear.
Thanks.
Proceed with caution.
How can I help you? How much for this one? Ah, with the motor? $1,500.
All right.
(Melanie) So is this our answer? Yes.
Erythropoietin (Mouse clicks) A rare variation that caused Hank's body to produce extra red blood cells.
Which would help fight off any mutating genetic sequences in his body.
(Roland) We must have triggered it somewhere during the cloning process.
A lucky accident.
This was no accident.
This was God's divine intervention.
The God of the 21st century (Computer beeps) No longer speaks in tongues and riddles.
He speaks through science.
But how can we be sure the doctor's not lying? It's a legitimate hypothesis.
Is it? Yeah.
Uh, the only way to know for sure is to sample tissue from one of Hank's major organs Liver, uh, kidneys.
We're not equipped for that kind of invasive surgery.
(Computer beeps) The slightest misstep Then perhaps I should find someone who won't have the same fatherly investment, someone who may not care whether his son lives or not.
The choice is up to you.
(Monitor beeping rhythmically) Suction.
(Suction gurgling) No.
(Beeping continues) Doctor? Is there a problem? Yes.
I no longer like the terms of my employment.
I didn't realize the only person with nothing to negotiate had the choice You need Hank's tissue sample.
I know where to find it.
But if I don't finish this procedure in five minutes, Hank dies, and nobody gets what they want.
(Beeping continues) It's a good game.
(Monitor beeping rapidly) But trust me, you don't have the stomach for it.
Or should I say the right gene for it? You think I'm bluffing? I'd rather have my son die here with no pain than be killed at your hand.
I know you people.
I know what you have planned.
Then why fight it? (Monitor beeping erratically) Because I believe my son still has a life to live A good one.
And I intend to make that happen.
Doctor, pressure is falling.
(Woman) We should push fluids.
(Beeping continues) (Woman) Put more in the drip.
(Beeping continues) (Woman) It's not helping.
So what are the terms for this renegotiation? (Woman speaks indistinctly) You make sure Hank and I get off this island safely, and in return, I give you what you've always wanted.
(Beeping continues) (Buzzing) (Buzzing continues) Does she have a message for me? Mm.
I used to paint.
Little hard to do around here so I draw.
Helps me see things, things I don't want to forget.
Well, it helps.
How about you, you ever draw? (Chair wheels rattle) Come here.
(Object clatters) All right.
You can start With anything A line, a shape.
Just close your eyes And draw what you see What no one understands but you.
(Man) Theo Riley.
Yes.
Dr.
Galliston told me to give you this sample.
He said it's ready to be analyzed.
Uh, great.
You can just set it over there.
Thank you.
No problem.
That's it.
Keep going.
(Beck) I spent my life with Theo.
I thought I knew him, and then You know, Laila was the first person I let myself trust.
Now she's probably about the last person I ever would.
But do you think that she could hurt Hank? Do you think that you could hurt Theo? (Monitor beeping rhythmically) LA-Laila? (Melanie) No, Hank.
It's not Laila.
How are you feeling? Why are you here? I came to thank you.
After all, it's your precious gift that's going to make everything possible.
(Exhales) You need to take it easy.
Why is that The end of the world? I understand the path to the truth is not an easy one.
In fact, it took me some convincing.
My father was a doctor, much like yours.
I grew up in labs and hospitals, believing sickness and death was always around me.
Then I learned what he was really doing.
That in all those hours searching, testing, what he was really trying to do was Deliver us the ultimate cure.
And what's that? A clean slate.
Is that what you're calling your apocalypse? What else would you call it? Open your eyes, look at the world around you, all the ways we've found to destroy one another over and over, then tell me Do you really believe this world is worth saving? Does it matter wh-what I believe? I mean, come on.
There have always been people like you throughout history, trying to scare everyone with your talks of fire and brimstone.
But guess how this story ends.
Enlighten me.
Sooner or later, people will realize that you're just a another crazy nut case, and they'll stop listening.
And you'll disappear.
And no one remembers you.
Is that so? And it's not just the people who see it.
He'll see it, too the pain that you've caused in His name.
God understands that I did what had to be done.
You sure about that? You're playing God, Melanie.
And I'm thinking He might not be too happy about handing the keys over to a false prophet like you.
I will not be trifled with! (Instruments clatter) I will deliver on my promise.
I will lift this darkness and I will deliver the world the burning it deserves.
(Monitor beeping rhythmically) Like I said earlier You must take care of yourself.
We're all very grateful for what you've done.
(Buzzer sounds) (Buzzer sounds) (Door closes) (Whispers) Come on.
(Strained voice) Come on.
(Groans) (Panting) You really think you can fix me? How can I be sure you're not lying? You can't.
Gene therapy is still a highly experimental procedure.
Oh, reassuring.
The recombinant stem cells, if successful, will regenerate the healthy tissues in your eyes.
I should warn you, this may be uncomfortable.
Like this will be if you try anything clever.
(Exhales) Ah.
(Pants) (Inhales sharply) (Pants) (Grunts) (Monitor emitting continuous tone) (Groans) (Beeps) (Panting) (Grunts) (Roland) Your eyes will be sensitive for a while.
Sunglasses will help.
Vision is a little bit off.
That should clear up soon.
It didn't work.
Let's have a closer look.
(Exhales) (Clicking) The pigments are regenerating.
Is it permanent? It should be.
(Exhales) If you don't mind, I'd like to see if my If Hank is okay.
Yeah.
There's a guard outside that will escort you.
And then you'll come and collect us and Yes.
My end of the bargain.
I'll make sure you and your son come out here alive.
(Buzzer sounds) I know you're not interested in apologies.
If I could go back and do it over, I would take you with me.
(Motor whirring) (Clicks radio) We got visitors.
I want a complete evacuation.
Have Vincent stay with our subject.
We can't leave until we're sure we have what we need from him.
Put your drawing away.
Our time here is coming to a close.
(Indistinct conversations) (Alarm blaring) (Man) Destroy it.
All of it.
(Woman) All right.
We're shutting down.
(Blaring continues) (Indistinct conversations continue) (Blaring continues) (Man speaks indistinctly) (Buzzer sounds) (Indistinct conversations) (Monitor beeping rapidly) (Exhales) (Beeping continues) Find Hank Galliston, but don't shoot him.
He's too valuable for that.
(Alarm blaring) (Lowered voice) Laila.
(Whispering) Hank.
Hey.
How did you get in here? (Pants) There's no time.
We need to go.
White Vincent's here.
It's okay.
I know how to get out of here.
Trust me.
You guys wait here.
I'll let you know when I find him.
(Alarm blaring) (Laila pants) (Gasps) Vincent.
Laila.
(Blaring continues) FBI.
We're here to inspect the premises.
Sorry, private property, unless you've got a warrant.
We have probable cause and a whole lot of guns.
(Racks gun) I'm gonna suggest that's warrant enough for you to step aside.
Afraid I can't do that, ma'am.
(Alarm blaring) (Gunshots) (Alarm blaring) Where are we? Do we have what we need? Still sequencing the protein receptor expressions.
Our enemies are at the gate.
We can't stay much longer.
I just got the samples from Galliston an hour ago.
It takes time.
The good doctor, where is he? Drop it.
Drop the weapon.
(Alarm blaring) Where's Hank? I don't know.
White Vincent, Theo Riley You seen any of them? Check the lab.
But don't worry about Vincent.
We have an arrangement.
He's gonna help Hank get out of here.
Yeah, I doubt that.
Help him out.
This way, sir.
Wait a minute.
Where's Laila? Have you seen her anywhere? What would Laila be doing here? Come on.
You two with me.
(Pants) (Whispers) It's okay.
(Pants) (Buzzer sounds) (Alarm blaring) Hey, Hank, open up.
I will not hurt you.
I need you, brother.
(Pounds on door) Hank! (White Vincent pounds on door) There's gotta be another way out.
(Pounding) (Blaring continues) (Hank) I've got nothing.
No doors, no windows.
You? (Laila) Nothing.
(Pounding) Come on.
(Pounding continues) What is that? (White Vincent grunts) (Laila): What? (White Vincent) Open up, Hank! (Buzzing) (Laila) - Oh, my God.
- Open! Hank! Oh, my God.
What is this place? (Buzzing continues) Hank, what did they do to you? (White Vincent) I need you, brother.
(Buzzing continues) Dad (Pounding on door) He did a little surgery.
He said they needed to find something.
Did he find what they needed? I don't know.
(Pounding continues) Hank, think.
Try and remember.
It's really important.
If they wanted something from you, - I need to know if they got it.
- I was out, Laila.
I-I didn't hang out for the results.
I mean, what does it matter if (Pounding continues) (Exhales) It's really important.
Ohh.
Of course.
(Pounding continues) You didn't come here to save me, did you, Laila? (White Vincent screams) You came here To save everyone.
I don't know what to do.
(Pounding on door) You can choose to believe there's another way.
You can choose to believe they're lying.
You can choose to believe in more than a book.
(Pounding continues) (Cries) I'm sorry.
(White Vincent shouts indistinctly) (Pants) We've run out of time.
(Alarm blaring) Laila, put the gun down.
(Crying) The locusts it's a sign.
He's telling me I have no choice.
Or maybe he's presenting you with one.
Isn't that what God does? He tests us, right? I tried to stop it, Hank.
I did.
(Pounding on door) I didn't want to love you.
Laila Whatever's out there, what whatever happens (Sobs) We can get through it together.
Oh, Hank.
I promise.
Serve God not man.
You don't have time to think.
Cock the gun and pull the trigger.
Hank.
(Door slams open) No! (Gunshots) (Locusts buzzing) (Whimpers) (Chirps) It's done.
It's finished.
It worked.
We have the code.
His code.
At last We're ready.
(Alarm blaring) Oh.
(Cell phone rings) It's okay.
(Cell phone beeps) Vincent.
Understand.
Okay.
Looks like they have what they need from you, brother.
And so do I.
(Arron) You think it's the FBI? I don't think so.
(Helicopter blades whirring) Where are you Ray, where are you going? (Whirring continues) (Rachel) I see Lynch, Theo.
Call Beck.
Lab's clear.
Nothing here.
Thought you might like to take a look.
I got this.
(Cell phone rings) (Beeps) Yeah.
(Rachel) Beck, where are you? They're getting away.
(Helicopter blades whirring) Come here, pretty one.
(Gasps) Rachel.
Rachel.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, back off or you spend the next week picking bits of her face out of your hair.
Don't shoot! He's got a hostage.
(Whirring) (Panting) (Locusts buzzing) I'm sorry.
I tried to stop it on the bridge.
I tried to tell you.
What? No, it's just I found this in my pocket.
(Exhales) Wow.
You're doing this.
You're really doing this.
This is the part where you say "yes," and then we kiss.
(People speaking indistinctly) I can't.
I can't.
Whoa, whoa, wait.
What do you Laila.
Hank, please don't follow me.
No.
No, no, no, no.
Just stop.
Stop, stop, please, just Look, okay You're scared, right? Commitment, getting old It's not that.
I just I don't want to hurt you.
Uh, how do you know I won't hurt you? (Laughs) (Crying) Listen, listen, all I know is you and me we can't live without each other.
But if I'm wrong, I-I-if everything that's happened in the last few months is just my imagination, tell me, okay? Tell me you don't love me, and I'll go.
Hank I love you.
It's not that.
Then let's not make this hard.
Look, just Just say "yes.
" Yes.
(Laughs) I love you.
(Locusts buzzing)
They wanted what was inside of it.
You think they're after the blood of Christ? What am I looking at? A blueprint for the Son of God.
(Woman) Why would Laila betray Hank? (Laila) My position with the Shepherds requires that I follow orders on blind faith.
Regardless of what I've done, what I am doing now I'm doing to save your life.
(Laila) I know what needs to be done, and when the time comes, I won't flinch.
(Rose) Your father achieved the first cloning of a human being.
He created you.
You were the only man who could complete this project.
(Hank) Dad risked his life for me.
We are going to rescue him.
(Glass shatters) (Ticking) (White Vincent) 10 is the number of completion.
The road to Christ is nigh.
The path must now be walked.
But the one you love will die.
(Ticking) (Man, British accent) See that inscription at the base? It's a reference to a passage in the Bible where Jesus throws the money changers out of the temple.
And what does it mean? So look what's happening back in the U.
S.
, with Paulson, Bernanke, and your collapsing stock markets.
I'm telling you, it's all connected.
That locust, it isn't just counting minutes.
It's counting down.
To the end of time? Got it.
Thank you.
You're really writing that down? It's part of my job.
Oh.
"Modern Skeptic" magazine.
Maybe you've heard about us.
Sorry.
I don't want to brag, but we are the number one periodical with men who are living in their parents' basements.
(Laughs) Oh, really? (Chuckles) Well, yeah, I've dated a few of those.
They never mentioned it to me.
(People speaking indistinctly) Okay, you're clearly not a conspiracy nut what brings you to see "The Time Eater"? I sort of have a thing for clocks.
I repair them, restore them.
Do you know this one is only accurate once every five minutes? So all these people have come here to see a clock that doesn't actually work? Well, apparently, it was designed that way to reflect life's irregularity.
Come on.
Don't you think perfection's boring? Personally, I've always been more interested in things with flaws.
(Camera shutter clicks) Hank Galliston.
- Laila.
- Hi.
Nice to meet you.
(Ticks) Where am I? You are exactly where you need to be.
(Beeping) (Beeps) (Keypad beeps) Too bad there'll be no help coming for you.
(Shatters) (Pounding on door) (Pounding continues) Who is it? It's Laila.
Open the door.
What's wrong? It's Hank.
He's been in an accident.
(Keypad beeping) How do you know? Because I heard it.
(Hank) Yeah, it's me.
Listen, give me a call when you get this, okay? I think I know how to find my dad.
(Engine revs, tires squeal) (Crash) (Metal crunches, glass shatters) And then it's pretty quiet for a few minutes, until this.
(Clicks keyboard key) (Helicopter blades whirring) A helicopter.
(Man) Yeah.
Then it goes ghost on us.
(Static crackling) Can you pull any more out of that static Voices, background noises? I can try, but there's so much (Keyboard keys clicking) D-don't try.
Just do.
If we're gonna find Hank, we need a lot more to go on.
You guys head back to the office, dig through Hank's stuff, try and figure out where he was headed.
What does it matter where he's headed? We need to find out where he is.
Laila, with that tape, there are a lot of ways that we could figure out where they've taken him.
But the list gets a whole lot shorter if we can figure out where they took him from.
Well, we need to hurry.
If it's the Pyrates that took him, they'll They'll what, Laila? What do they want from him? We just need to find him.
(Clicking continues) Magellan, Columbus, Amerigo Vespucci Great explorers who charted a course to a new world.
And now their names will be joined by yours.
Somewhere inside your son lies the map we must follow to recreate the cloning process you perfected all those years ago The path to Resurrecting the Son of God, the path to our own new world.
So tell me, James, are we ready to set sail? Soon.
I think if I can compare Hank's D.
N.
A.
and physiology to a flawed subject's, then maybe by looking at what went wrong there, I can figure out what went right with Hank.
Flawed subject? Perhaps you can offer your services here, Mr.
Vincent.
(Chuckles) Come on.
You might even get some answers of your own.
(Hank) Help me, please.
I'm being held here against my will.
(Object clicks) Could could you call the FBI? Ask for Beck Riley.
(Monitor beeping rhythmically) What what are you doing? I'm I'm I'm fine.
Can you at least tell me where I am? Zero Hour 01x011 Hands (Roland) Hank, I am so sorry.
I thought if I helped them, I could keep you out of this.
Dad, you know what these people want.
You can't help them.
No, but I can stall them.
Make them think that This isn't like before, dad, with you and mom.
They're not gonna let you sneak off into the dead of the night and disappear.
(Door opens) Once they get what they need, they will kill us.
(Door closes) What choice do I have? You're my son.
Oh, I see.
We're taking creative license here.
Daddy's son.
I prefer to call you my creator.
What is he talking about? Oh, he still doesn't know.
The lab where you were born? I was born there as well.
Along with many others who, in fact, didn't make it, thanks to your father here.
(Monitor beeping rhythmically) You have to understand, I thought I could use this work to cure birth defects, disease.
That all changed when you were born.
I knew that they were gonna cut you open, dissect you.
I couldn't let that happen.
You see, I wasn't worth keeping.
You were.
(Beeping continues) Maybe Hank, if I can give them what they want, they'll finally leave you alone.
Yeah, well, what do they want? Just your blood.
Come on.
No more lies.
We're family.
We can be honest with each other.
(Beeping continues) It is not just your blood they want.
They want the secret inside.
I don't understand.
They can't have a flawed savior, now can they? He has to be perfect clone, like you.
You are the blueprint, Hank.
The only one That can show them the way.
Just one more time, Hank.
That's it.
I'll start with Hank's computer.
These are the files that Hank gave me to go through last night.
He wanted a list (Clicks keyboard key, computer chirps) of all the 41 trust subsidiaries, but we didn't find anything.
Yeah.
Maybe Hank did.
(Clicks mouse) (Click) (Click) You want to ask me something, ask.
So you were put into Hank's life on assignment from the Shepherds so they could, what, watch him? Or are you still going with the story that you stuck around because you conveniently fell in love with him? You think that was convenient for me, Rachel? Loving Hank was the last thing that I wanted to do.
(Keyboard keys clicking) And you expect us to believe that you're not still on assignment? Look, you've made it pretty clear that I shouldn't expect anything from you.
But know this The Shepherds wanted to keep Hank safe and away from the people that have him right now.
So whether or not you believe me, we all want the same thing here.
Do we? (Laila) Everything's going according to plan.
He trusts me.
Very good.
Know that we are grateful for your service.
We understand how trying these missions can be.
Yeah, it hasn't been as hard as I thought.
Hank makes it easy.
You like this man? I yeah, I find him pleasant to be around.
He's a good person.
I see.
You seem worried.
(Bleats) I need to be sure that you Haven't been compromised.
(Lamb bleats) Take it.
Excuse me? The gun, I'm asking you to take it.
(Bleats) It's heavier than you thought, isn't it? (Bleats) It's a strange feeling to hold a gun for the first time.
What is this about? If the Pyrates were ever to find out about Hank Galliston, I need to be assured that you'll be ready to act when called upon.
I'll do whatever's asked of me.
All right.
The lamb.
(Bleating) - Shoot it.
- What? I'm asking you to kill the lamb you see before you.
Clearly, you doubt me.
On the contrary.
I believe in your goodness.
Then why would y Your job is not to ask questions.
You took an oath.
(Bleating continues) You don't have time to think.
Cock the gun and pull the trigger.
(Bleating continues) (Exhales) (Cocks gun) (Bleats) (Gun clicks) (Exhales) (Bleats) Good.
You're ready.
(Clicks mouse) (Click) Nothing.
(Exhales) Come on, Hank.
What were you doing? (Exhales) Ray.
(Keyboard keys clicking) Ray, I found something.
Come here.
(Man) Okay, listen to this.
(Helicopter blades whirring) So the chopper goes on for about four minutes, and then (Whirring continues) (Clicks mouse) (Seagulls crying) Birds.
Seagulls.
(Click) So wherever they took him, they had to fly over water.
And based on the velocity of the rotor blades, I-I'm guessing 170 Miles per hour, give or take With the duration of the flight, that that's what, 13 Miles? Yeah, but but from where? So I'm trying to think like Hank, right? So I'm I'm I'm wondering where they took my dad, and I'm getting frustrated because I keep coming up empty.
And then I-I lean back in the chair, like we've seen Hank do a thousand times when he hits a wall, and and I look up and I see that.
The magazine cover, it's missing.
Wait.
You think he took it? Yeah, but why? And and which one? I've looked at these, like, a hundred times, but I can't remember.
Wait.
The clocks.
I took photos of them in this room.
Maybe in the background of them somehow Wait.
There.
Go back.
Go back.
Yeah.
No, that one.
Okay.
Blow it up.
We better call Beck.
(Arron) Plum Island The epicenter for top-secret agricultural research, and if you're big into conspiracies, a hotbed for animal cloning experimentation.
You ever hear of the Montauk Monster? Remember that bloated, hairless raccoon that washed up on shore a few years back? It was not a raccoon.
It had fangs and it was Okay, whether or not the monster was fake, the history of Plum Island is very real.
There was a secret government program that was started right after world war II called Operation Paperclip, and the idea was to bring over the most brilliant Nazi scientists to continue their research.
One of those scientists was this guy Erich Traub.
His specialty viruses, specifically Disease-carrying bugs.
Sound familiar? Yeah, Theo.
(Magazine thuds) (Cell phone chimes) (Chime) They found Hank's car.
Uh, New London, Connecticut, about a 13-mile helicopter ride over water from Plum Island.
Okay, um, I need to put together a team.
We don't have time for you to get a team together.
We have to get going now.
It's a secure facility.
We need backup.
- We gonna need - But if we wait any longer Damn it, Laila.
You are not the only worrying about losing someone today.
(People speaking indistinctly) You're right.
Hey, hey, um I'm sorry.
Let's do it your way.
Earlier you called this one "The Flawed Model.
" I-I didn't mean it like that.
Yes, you did.
I'm not interested in your apologies.
I'm interested in your answers.
I want to know what went wrong with me.
Every person's genomic sequence is unique.
To say "what went wrong" is a gross simplification.
You're a smart man, Dr.
Galliston.
Don't try my patience.
Here.
Your eyes.
The condition is similar to albinism.
(Beeps) That explains the lack of pigmentation.
And this This is what we call the warrior gene cluster.
(Beeping) It controls the aggression levels.
Yours are over-activated.
It's just genes that have mutated.
These things happen.
It didn't just happen! You did this to me! It's your mistake! (Pants) But I assure you, doctor, that my warrior genes are quite silent at the moment.
(Exhales) We still need you.
(Exhales deeply) Here are our targets.
White Vincent (Remote clicks, computer chirps) Who I'm sure you're all familiar with, Melanie Lynch (Clicks, chirps) C.
E.
O.
of The 41 Trust And Theo Riley.
(Clicks, chirps) You have orders to apprehend these subjects by whatever means necessary.
What are you guys doing here? We got a message from Laila.
Said you wanted us all to meet here.
I-I never spoke with Laila.
Is she here with you? No.
Wait.
You don't think she's headed That's exactly what I'm thinking.
Why would she try to save Hank without us? Maybe she's not trying to save him.
(Beck) One more target Laila Galliston.
At this point, her motives and level of involvement are unclear.
Thanks.
Proceed with caution.
How can I help you? How much for this one? Ah, with the motor? $1,500.
All right.
(Melanie) So is this our answer? Yes.
Erythropoietin (Mouse clicks) A rare variation that caused Hank's body to produce extra red blood cells.
Which would help fight off any mutating genetic sequences in his body.
(Roland) We must have triggered it somewhere during the cloning process.
A lucky accident.
This was no accident.
This was God's divine intervention.
The God of the 21st century (Computer beeps) No longer speaks in tongues and riddles.
He speaks through science.
But how can we be sure the doctor's not lying? It's a legitimate hypothesis.
Is it? Yeah.
Uh, the only way to know for sure is to sample tissue from one of Hank's major organs Liver, uh, kidneys.
We're not equipped for that kind of invasive surgery.
(Computer beeps) The slightest misstep Then perhaps I should find someone who won't have the same fatherly investment, someone who may not care whether his son lives or not.
The choice is up to you.
(Monitor beeping rhythmically) Suction.
(Suction gurgling) No.
(Beeping continues) Doctor? Is there a problem? Yes.
I no longer like the terms of my employment.
I didn't realize the only person with nothing to negotiate had the choice You need Hank's tissue sample.
I know where to find it.
But if I don't finish this procedure in five minutes, Hank dies, and nobody gets what they want.
(Beeping continues) It's a good game.
(Monitor beeping rapidly) But trust me, you don't have the stomach for it.
Or should I say the right gene for it? You think I'm bluffing? I'd rather have my son die here with no pain than be killed at your hand.
I know you people.
I know what you have planned.
Then why fight it? (Monitor beeping erratically) Because I believe my son still has a life to live A good one.
And I intend to make that happen.
Doctor, pressure is falling.
(Woman) We should push fluids.
(Beeping continues) (Woman) Put more in the drip.
(Beeping continues) (Woman) It's not helping.
So what are the terms for this renegotiation? (Woman speaks indistinctly) You make sure Hank and I get off this island safely, and in return, I give you what you've always wanted.
(Beeping continues) (Buzzing) (Buzzing continues) Does she have a message for me? Mm.
I used to paint.
Little hard to do around here so I draw.
Helps me see things, things I don't want to forget.
Well, it helps.
How about you, you ever draw? (Chair wheels rattle) Come here.
(Object clatters) All right.
You can start With anything A line, a shape.
Just close your eyes And draw what you see What no one understands but you.
(Man) Theo Riley.
Yes.
Dr.
Galliston told me to give you this sample.
He said it's ready to be analyzed.
Uh, great.
You can just set it over there.
Thank you.
No problem.
That's it.
Keep going.
(Beck) I spent my life with Theo.
I thought I knew him, and then You know, Laila was the first person I let myself trust.
Now she's probably about the last person I ever would.
But do you think that she could hurt Hank? Do you think that you could hurt Theo? (Monitor beeping rhythmically) LA-Laila? (Melanie) No, Hank.
It's not Laila.
How are you feeling? Why are you here? I came to thank you.
After all, it's your precious gift that's going to make everything possible.
(Exhales) You need to take it easy.
Why is that The end of the world? I understand the path to the truth is not an easy one.
In fact, it took me some convincing.
My father was a doctor, much like yours.
I grew up in labs and hospitals, believing sickness and death was always around me.
Then I learned what he was really doing.
That in all those hours searching, testing, what he was really trying to do was Deliver us the ultimate cure.
And what's that? A clean slate.
Is that what you're calling your apocalypse? What else would you call it? Open your eyes, look at the world around you, all the ways we've found to destroy one another over and over, then tell me Do you really believe this world is worth saving? Does it matter wh-what I believe? I mean, come on.
There have always been people like you throughout history, trying to scare everyone with your talks of fire and brimstone.
But guess how this story ends.
Enlighten me.
Sooner or later, people will realize that you're just a another crazy nut case, and they'll stop listening.
And you'll disappear.
And no one remembers you.
Is that so? And it's not just the people who see it.
He'll see it, too the pain that you've caused in His name.
God understands that I did what had to be done.
You sure about that? You're playing God, Melanie.
And I'm thinking He might not be too happy about handing the keys over to a false prophet like you.
I will not be trifled with! (Instruments clatter) I will deliver on my promise.
I will lift this darkness and I will deliver the world the burning it deserves.
(Monitor beeping rhythmically) Like I said earlier You must take care of yourself.
We're all very grateful for what you've done.
(Buzzer sounds) (Buzzer sounds) (Door closes) (Whispers) Come on.
(Strained voice) Come on.
(Groans) (Panting) You really think you can fix me? How can I be sure you're not lying? You can't.
Gene therapy is still a highly experimental procedure.
Oh, reassuring.
The recombinant stem cells, if successful, will regenerate the healthy tissues in your eyes.
I should warn you, this may be uncomfortable.
Like this will be if you try anything clever.
(Exhales) Ah.
(Pants) (Inhales sharply) (Pants) (Grunts) (Monitor emitting continuous tone) (Groans) (Beeps) (Panting) (Grunts) (Roland) Your eyes will be sensitive for a while.
Sunglasses will help.
Vision is a little bit off.
That should clear up soon.
It didn't work.
Let's have a closer look.
(Exhales) (Clicking) The pigments are regenerating.
Is it permanent? It should be.
(Exhales) If you don't mind, I'd like to see if my If Hank is okay.
Yeah.
There's a guard outside that will escort you.
And then you'll come and collect us and Yes.
My end of the bargain.
I'll make sure you and your son come out here alive.
(Buzzer sounds) I know you're not interested in apologies.
If I could go back and do it over, I would take you with me.
(Motor whirring) (Clicks radio) We got visitors.
I want a complete evacuation.
Have Vincent stay with our subject.
We can't leave until we're sure we have what we need from him.
Put your drawing away.
Our time here is coming to a close.
(Indistinct conversations) (Alarm blaring) (Man) Destroy it.
All of it.
(Woman) All right.
We're shutting down.
(Blaring continues) (Indistinct conversations continue) (Blaring continues) (Man speaks indistinctly) (Buzzer sounds) (Indistinct conversations) (Monitor beeping rapidly) (Exhales) (Beeping continues) Find Hank Galliston, but don't shoot him.
He's too valuable for that.
(Alarm blaring) (Lowered voice) Laila.
(Whispering) Hank.
Hey.
How did you get in here? (Pants) There's no time.
We need to go.
White Vincent's here.
It's okay.
I know how to get out of here.
Trust me.
You guys wait here.
I'll let you know when I find him.
(Alarm blaring) (Laila pants) (Gasps) Vincent.
Laila.
(Blaring continues) FBI.
We're here to inspect the premises.
Sorry, private property, unless you've got a warrant.
We have probable cause and a whole lot of guns.
(Racks gun) I'm gonna suggest that's warrant enough for you to step aside.
Afraid I can't do that, ma'am.
(Alarm blaring) (Gunshots) (Alarm blaring) Where are we? Do we have what we need? Still sequencing the protein receptor expressions.
Our enemies are at the gate.
We can't stay much longer.
I just got the samples from Galliston an hour ago.
It takes time.
The good doctor, where is he? Drop it.
Drop the weapon.
(Alarm blaring) Where's Hank? I don't know.
White Vincent, Theo Riley You seen any of them? Check the lab.
But don't worry about Vincent.
We have an arrangement.
He's gonna help Hank get out of here.
Yeah, I doubt that.
Help him out.
This way, sir.
Wait a minute.
Where's Laila? Have you seen her anywhere? What would Laila be doing here? Come on.
You two with me.
(Pants) (Whispers) It's okay.
(Pants) (Buzzer sounds) (Alarm blaring) Hey, Hank, open up.
I will not hurt you.
I need you, brother.
(Pounds on door) Hank! (White Vincent pounds on door) There's gotta be another way out.
(Pounding) (Blaring continues) (Hank) I've got nothing.
No doors, no windows.
You? (Laila) Nothing.
(Pounding) Come on.
(Pounding continues) What is that? (White Vincent grunts) (Laila): What? (White Vincent) Open up, Hank! (Buzzing) (Laila) - Oh, my God.
- Open! Hank! Oh, my God.
What is this place? (Buzzing continues) Hank, what did they do to you? (White Vincent) I need you, brother.
(Buzzing continues) Dad (Pounding on door) He did a little surgery.
He said they needed to find something.
Did he find what they needed? I don't know.
(Pounding continues) Hank, think.
Try and remember.
It's really important.
If they wanted something from you, - I need to know if they got it.
- I was out, Laila.
I-I didn't hang out for the results.
I mean, what does it matter if (Pounding continues) (Exhales) It's really important.
Ohh.
Of course.
(Pounding continues) You didn't come here to save me, did you, Laila? (White Vincent screams) You came here To save everyone.
I don't know what to do.
(Pounding on door) You can choose to believe there's another way.
You can choose to believe they're lying.
You can choose to believe in more than a book.
(Pounding continues) (Cries) I'm sorry.
(White Vincent shouts indistinctly) (Pants) We've run out of time.
(Alarm blaring) Laila, put the gun down.
(Crying) The locusts it's a sign.
He's telling me I have no choice.
Or maybe he's presenting you with one.
Isn't that what God does? He tests us, right? I tried to stop it, Hank.
I did.
(Pounding on door) I didn't want to love you.
Laila Whatever's out there, what whatever happens (Sobs) We can get through it together.
Oh, Hank.
I promise.
Serve God not man.
You don't have time to think.
Cock the gun and pull the trigger.
Hank.
(Door slams open) No! (Gunshots) (Locusts buzzing) (Whimpers) (Chirps) It's done.
It's finished.
It worked.
We have the code.
His code.
At last We're ready.
(Alarm blaring) Oh.
(Cell phone rings) It's okay.
(Cell phone beeps) Vincent.
Understand.
Okay.
Looks like they have what they need from you, brother.
And so do I.
(Arron) You think it's the FBI? I don't think so.
(Helicopter blades whirring) Where are you Ray, where are you going? (Whirring continues) (Rachel) I see Lynch, Theo.
Call Beck.
Lab's clear.
Nothing here.
Thought you might like to take a look.
I got this.
(Cell phone rings) (Beeps) Yeah.
(Rachel) Beck, where are you? They're getting away.
(Helicopter blades whirring) Come here, pretty one.
(Gasps) Rachel.
Rachel.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, back off or you spend the next week picking bits of her face out of your hair.
Don't shoot! He's got a hostage.
(Whirring) (Panting) (Locusts buzzing) I'm sorry.
I tried to stop it on the bridge.
I tried to tell you.
What? No, it's just I found this in my pocket.
(Exhales) Wow.
You're doing this.
You're really doing this.
This is the part where you say "yes," and then we kiss.
(People speaking indistinctly) I can't.
I can't.
Whoa, whoa, wait.
What do you Laila.
Hank, please don't follow me.
No.
No, no, no, no.
Just stop.
Stop, stop, please, just Look, okay You're scared, right? Commitment, getting old It's not that.
I just I don't want to hurt you.
Uh, how do you know I won't hurt you? (Laughs) (Crying) Listen, listen, all I know is you and me we can't live without each other.
But if I'm wrong, I-I-if everything that's happened in the last few months is just my imagination, tell me, okay? Tell me you don't love me, and I'll go.
Hank I love you.
It's not that.
Then let's not make this hard.
Look, just Just say "yes.
" Yes.
(Laughs) I love you.
(Locusts buzzing)