Caprica s01e14 Episode Script

Previously on Caprica My wife is gone, and I've got to get her back.
I'm very confused.
I don't know what you want from me.
I want you to be real! I want you to be her! To bring down the STO, I need a person on the inside.
You're not objective, Jordan.
Back off from this.
We don't have anything on Clarice Willow.
Yes, sir.
You want me to spy on my friend? If Clarice Willow is who I think she is, we could take down the entire STO.
The people who murdered your daughter.
Where there is faith, there is hope.
The avatar's gone.
Wasn't there a backup? She had a pin.
If she had a backup, that's where she would have kept it.
I think some time off-world would be very healthy.
There's a program on Gemenon, training for STO recruits.
There's been enough blood.
Do you speak Caprican? Everybody speaks Caprican.
Well, do you know if there's a pick-up area for passengers connecting to other destinations? Nope.
Stranger here myself.
What are you doing here? Internship.
You? Boarding school.
Odin Sinclair? Lacy Rand? Yeah, I That's me.
We'd better get moving.
Jump ship's already started boarding.
You two are with me.
You're STO? You don't have to look so surprised.
Hang on.
We're taking off.
Whoa! I hate this.
I hate this.
I hate this Suck it up.
It's going to be all right.
We're leveling off.
It's okay.
See? So, are you a true believer? I don't I don't know anymore.
How about you? No.
No, my parents are the zealots in the family.
They forced you to come here? They had two armed goons storm into my bedroom in the middle of the night, knock me out, and load me into a shuttle.
Wow.
I woke up halfway to Gemenon.
Attention, please.
My name is Diego.
I welcome you all to the holy birthplace of monotheism.
We're on our way now to the retreat, where the Reverend Holy Mother lives.
You will enter children and you will exit warriors of the one true God, those of you that survive.
What is that? It's a ship.
It's on top of us.
It's the Apolli.
They've been too easy lately.
They're locking on to us.
Shake them off.
Shake them off, come on! But the pin is what we're after.
What are you doing? Oh, you scared me.
Are you spying on Clarice? No, of course not.
No.
Mar-Beth, I I don't know how to say this, but I think she might be using again.
What? She's up at all hours, she's not eating, and she's been going into her room with her door shut.
It's just, the signs are there.
She hasn't touched purple for months.
I know my wife better than you do.
Well, I hope I'm wrong.
I care about her, too, you know.
Zoe's infinity pin has to be in Global Defense somewhere, picked up in the sweep of the house.
Tell our person to look wherever they store the evidence.
Tell them I don't care if their cover is blown.
This is really important.
Calm down, Clarice.
It's covered.
They got us sealed.
They're going to try to board us.
They're going to try to board us! Does anybody know what he's saying? Shh! He says, "The mighty Gods are striking back.
" No! It's the only thing I could come up with.
She had me dead to rights.
Are you positive she believed you? I don't know.
Maybe Yes.
Maybe.
I don't know.
Amanda, just promise me you'll be careful.
Did you learn anything useful? No.
No, I If I could get closer, I could.
If you could get me a camera or a bug, I could plant it in Clarice's room.
She hasn't trained herself not to vocalize when she uses her Holoband.
Maybe No, the problem is, if I go in for a warrant, I'm going to have to admit I have a confidential informant in the Willow house.
I'm not willing to do that.
I'm not willing to die.
I can't let them catch me eavesdropping again.
They will kill me.
Okay.
Warrants are overrated anyway.
I'll get you the tick.
What, you don't trust your own people? Saves disappointment later.
Spycam? Building a case against your exes? That's a good one, sir.
No, it's related to the bombings.
Shame, because I'd like to hear you say the words, "I have a warrant for this.
" Relax.
It's background.
You got a CI placed somewhere? You know better than to ask me that, especially when we both know there's a possibility we've got a leak in this department.
You think I'm STO? Of course not.
Jordan, I've given you a lot of leeway on this.
Yes, and I haven't divulged the identity of an active CI, not to anybody, not to my own mother.
I need the jackets for any and all Cls you have in the field.
I won't do it, sir.
And until I get that, you don't get so much as a paperclip.
Believe it or not, you work for me.
I work for Caprica.
Forward.
What are we looking at here? Zoom.
You're watching the Ha'la'tha steal and smuggle Cylons off-world.
Hold.
Is that true? Tell me that Guatrau will change his mind.
Tell me they're going home to our people.
Where, then? Hmm? Gemenon, some crazy fringe group.
It's You knew about this? Which side? With the Guatrau, it's always about the money.
You know that.
Which side, Yoseef? STO.
Oh, nice.
We forsake the struggle of our own people, let them die in the streets.
We sent no weapons to help them, but the frakkers who murdered your wife, blew up your child Don't.
No, I'm glad the Guatrau found it in his heart to show them a little bit of love.
No, no, no, don't you go getting pious on me.
Okay? Do you think I like the position I'm in? We don't What's happened to you? Where is your outrage? All right, here's what I need.
Don't talk right now.
I don't really have a choice.
If my government discovers we've been exporting exclusively contracted technology to terrorists, it could blow directly back onto me.
I could be executed for treason.
And don't think for a second that just because they're coming after me, they won't come after you and all your people.
I need a one-on-one with the Guatrau.
And what in the Twelve Worlds makes you think he'd grant you that? It's always about the money, right? What's going on? He's taking us up into orbit.
Stop frakking me around.
We've got all our prisoners.
We will have all our people! Well, the difference this time is that we have hostages to trade.
Hostage exchange, that's good.
He needs us alive.
Why do we have their prisoners? Who cares? We care because we have to get inside of their heads.
We have to be smart.
Shh.
Listen.
We are going to shoot one of these children.
Do you understand? You leave me no frakking choice! Do you understand me? Now, we are going to leave this channel open so that you can hear the shot.
If they scream, you will hear that, too.
We need to fight back.
Keep it down.
Come on, we've got them outnumbered.
We're not professional killers, understand that? We have to be smart.
Now, I've been trading hand signals with the Canceron and his buddy across the way.
As time goes by, they'll get hungry, they'll get tired, they'll get sloppy, and that's when we move.
Look.
If we can get it loose, at least we have something.
We'll only have one shot at this.
You know, as Zeus once said to his dear brothers We have to make it count.
"Someone needs to go first.
"Someone needs to be chosen.
" Yes.
Well, the question is, who will it be? Who is going to die for their loving God? Their God that does not answer them.
Their God, who is going to let them die.
Who is it going to be? Hmm? I like this boy right here.
Yeah? You? Why me? No, no, please don't.
I'll do anything.
Then stand up.
What do you want me to do? I'll do anything.
Stand up.
Please, no, look.
I just Please Stand up! I'm sorry, please, I'll do anything.
Please! Get on your feet I don't want to die! Please! and act like a man.
Please.
Just, I don't want to I don't want to die! Bad answer! Let go! Stand up on your pathetic legs and walk! I don't want to die! I'll do anything! Walk! I want you to walk! I don't want to die! Please don't kill me! Do you hear him crying for his father? Please don't kill me! Do you hear that? He's begging.
Well, beg to this man right here.
Please, I'll do anything! Beg to him! He will do anything! I'll do anything.
But what will you do? I'll do anything! Kneel down! Kneel down! Kneel down! Kneel down.
Please, please! Put your hands down.
Don't kill me.
Put your hands down and move.
Move! Start the clock.
Hey, Alpy, what's the good word? Got a pulse.
Feeling good about that.
Hey, you remember that Libran porn ring we busted last year? I treasure the memories.
We still got that camera? We got everything.
This is where old cases go to die.
Do me a favor.
Take a smoke break, huh? Be discreet, huh? Always.
Oh, frak.
For the Gods' sake, Alpy, the rats have gotten in here! Big city, of course we've got rats.
Yell a little louder, why don't you? That's junk.
Hey, Alpy? Anybody else been in here lately, going through the Graystone evidence? Nope.
They would have signed it.
Unless they're you, obviously.
What about after hours? Could be.
Hey! Who's got the entry codes? Just the top brass.
What's this all about? Nothing good.
Thanks again.
This This is my resurrection program.
The commercial we launched with those cute little children, "Grace by Graystone.
" That suggested one possible, very frivolous application.
But when this program is complete, it will end death and disease.
It will demolish our very conception of mortality.
Whoever controls this will transcend any single corporation, government or syndicate.
So anything we do now that jeopardizes this opportunity, this Well You think my decision to sell your robots off-world was stupid.
By arming terrorists, you gained short-term profit, yes, but at the expense of the biggest potential payday in either of our organizations' history.
How much time do you need to complete your program? Three months, plus additional staff and resources.
Two weeks.
I'll halt the export of the robots for that long.
After that, you had better impress me.
Of course, Guatrau.
I'll get it done.
He's a very ambitious man.
We need to be careful with him.
Brave, too.
I like him.
He reminds me of myself at that age.
But you're right not to trust him.
One must be careful with ambitious men.
I gave him two weeks to deliver this new technology.
If he succeeds, we'll make money.
If he fails, we'll lose little.
Either way, we need to protect ourselves.
For Dr.
Graystone's journey.
We're killing him? Do it quietly, Samuel.
I will.
Good.
Now then, who's hungry? As the Olympian Gods rose, the Titans fell, as all Gods must.
Now one God can kill them all.
One God.
This can only be mankind putting his own face into the heavens, making a God from his own image.
We've got to do something.
It's the height of hubris! We've got about a minute.
The Pantheon understands mercy.
Are they watching? You are too young - to know what is in your hearts.
- No.
You must make the right choice.
God, I can't.
I can't.
It's not ready yet.
I can't.
We can't just let someone die.
Kneel before the Arrow of Apollo and renounce your monad god and you will be spared.
Do you understand? Renounce or you will be shot.
I see.
All the Gods who are visible in the seven circles Kneel.
and every God, by his own proper power, brought forth what was appointed him.
I foreswear the false God.
Kiss the Arrow of Apollo.
Good boy.
Find him something to eat.
Put your arms down.
Put your arms down.
Stand.
Stand.
Stand.
You are safe now.
No one else? Must be hungry.
Thirty seconds from now, you might wish you'd taken the offer.
Suit yourselves.
Who will be next? Stand.
Stand.
It's okay.
It's okay.
Come with me.
May the one true God have mercy on your souls.
She's brave.
Keep your eyes on them.
Hello, sweetheart.
Haven't seen you since that awful derezzing incident.
I blame you, just a little bit.
Can't tell your wife you killed a man and not expect a little healthy pushback.
A marriage only works as an equal partnership, so look out, mister.
What are you doing? You said I was fawning too much.
So now you're just guessing what I want from you? Which is a typical human reaction, if you think about it.
Neurotic.
Adorable, even.
Very authentic.
Make love to me.
My entire future is riding on fixing the resurrection program, which is you.
I have two weeks to pass you off as an emotionally recognizable human being.
If I don't, I'm dead.
Let me take your mind off it.
And every time I come back in here, you are further off the mark.
I'm sorry, you make me nervous.
If she were here, and you were accusing her of being inauthentic, wouldn't she react just like this? No.
I think she would.
Exactly like this.
No, she would be mad.
She would be in a rage.
Well, we don't have a control group, do we? No, we don't.
Because we don't have her.
Because you don't have her.
And I'm glad, because you're a frakking nasty monster, who deserves to be alone.
And I hope you do die! Was that better? This isn't working.
Delete program.
Of course, Daniel.
Shall I upload the backup to the satellite drive? Delete backup.
My pleasure.
Zoe's pin.
Finally.
Do you see anything? Anything attached? It's a storage device.
There it is.
Just like the girl said.
Now we have the key to the afterlife.
Remember this moment, Olaf.
They're going to write about it in the Holy Scrolls.
What? You win.
I have a CI.
I knew it.
Where? Read it, shred it.
Don't speak of it, don't log it into an e-sheet.
I can't have this woman burned.
She trusts me.
Fair enough.
Plus, I get a blank check.
Any tick I want.
Nothing crazy or off-budget.
I just need room to operate freely.
That's the deal.
Fine.
She's a good asset.
She's placed inside Clarice Willow's house.
We're on the verge of cracking the STO.
I know this was hard for you.
Requisition whatever you need.
Thank you, sir.
And, Jordan? We're all on the same side.
I know that, sir.
Just trying to protect my people.
Listen carefully.
I'm about to tell you something that's going to upset you.
Tell me.
My GDD contact tells me you have a spy in your house.
Four minutes to airlock.
We need to move.
No, wait till he gets back on the phone.
If we wait, someone dies.
No talking.
We're not talking.
We're praying.
But your false God will not help you.
God helps all of us.
We'll be quiet.
We'll be quiet.
God helps all of us.
Airlock! This is your fault! This is all your fault! We should have moved when there was more of us! I'm so sick of people making bad decisions in God's name.
No, take him! We're going to die because of you! Go! Now! Now! That's enough! Enough.
Enough.
We're done here.
We're done here.
Everyone take your seats, please.
I don't understand.
They were frakking with our heads.
Probably shot dummies out the airlock, didn't you? Yes.
This was your initial placement exercise.
We needed to find out how you'd function under stress.
Who would crumble, who would step up.
It's good work.
We'll be at the compound within the hour.
Thank you.
I need you home.
I can't.
Not yet.
I'm in a bad situation, and I don't know if I can make it through without you.
What have you done? The less you know about it, the better.
How am I supposed to help if you won't tell me what you've done? I don't know! I'm not thinking clearly.
I haven't been sleeping.
I'm losing it.
I'm losing it! No, you're not.
That crazy confidence of yours is just the side you let everyone see.
This side, what's going on right now, this fear and this anxiety, that is always there, that is always with you.
I don't Yes, it is.
Sweetheart It eats at you, you overcome it, and it gives you forward momentum.
That's how you work.
Without that, I don't think your little empire would exist.
So, I exploit my own fear to get what I want? That's your novel theory? You exploit anything that isn't nailed down.
That's my theory.
The truth hurts, pal.
No, it doesn't.
Where are you? Thank you.
Mmm-hmm.
You hear they fished a floater from the Theoresos? No.
Yeah.
About 200 clicks from here.
Female.
Head, hands, feet removed.
Medical Examiner thinks that the woman recently gave birth.
They're going to do a sweep of medical facilities, but I don't think they're going to be able to match anything to records.
Some people just don't like hospitals, I guess.
You, uh You hear from your CI? Nope.
Heard from Clarice Willow, though.
She reported her wife missing.
Apparently, there was a fight.
Mar-Beth stormed out.
Clarice chalked it up to post-partum depression, but hasn't seen or heard from her since.
I had nothing to do with this.
Mar-Beth knew the risks.
Anything else? No, sir.
Well, keep me in the loop.
Yes, sir.
We're all in this together, sir.
So, did you have a chance to look around? I did.
I found my quarters.
I found my bunk.
I found the cocktail party.
Excellent.
Ah! You remember our friend, the Apolli hijacker? Kevin Reikle, STO praetor.
God, I'm so sorry about beating you.
No one's ever gun-butted me before.
It's impressive.
Thank you, sir.
All right, we should all go in and eat.
Tomorrow, the hard work begins.
It's weird, hey? Yeah.
Not bad, though.
Odin, aren't you hungry? What? I'm not sure.
Look.
They're from the shuttle.
What are they doing? The ones that failed.
Holy frak.
Never forget who these people are, and what they're capable of.