Into The Badlands (2015) s02e02 Episode Script

1 (INDISTINCT CONVERSATION) (CHILDREN YELLING) (ALARM RINGS) (CHUCKLES) You! You.
You beat Mouse, you will be my new champion.
(LAUGHS) Who knows, uh, may even get you laid once in a moon.
(CHUCKLES) Not a bad offer, is it? I don't kill for others anymore.
Oh! (CHUCKLES) A killer with principles.
(BAJIE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) Hey, (STUTTERS) what's the big idea? Well, I thought that given your considerable talent, it's only fair that I even out the odds.
This was not part of our deal.
And I've been thinking, what am I gonna do with a rat Who rats out his friend? (CHUCKLES) You two You You're gonna live or die together.
(CHUCKLING) Unbelievable.
You don't know who to trust these days, huh? Give me one good reason why I don't kill you right now.
'Cause it is gonna be a lot harder to win chained to a corpse.
(EXCITED YELLING) (GROANS) (MOUSE YELLS EXCITEDLY) (YELLS) Mouse! Mouse! Mouse! Mouse! (CHANTING) Mouse! Mouse! (MOUSE YELLS) (SCREAMS) (MOUSE GRUNTING) (YELLS EXCITEDLY) (GRUNTING) (DISMISSIVE GRUNT) - You're gonna get us both killed.
- No, he is! (ENGINEER SHOUTING TAUNT) Break them like (MOUSE YELLS) If you wanna get out of here, take the stairs, it's the only way! Come on, run! That was my idea in the first place! (CROWD GROANS) Get off your big fat ass and get 'em! (BAJIE PANTING) Next time, I am gonna plan the escape, all right? Uh BAJIE: Hey, hey! (BOTH GRUNTING) (GRUNTS) (BOTH GRUNTING) (GRUNTS) Go! Come on, go, go! ENGINEER: Move! Move your asses! Mouse! Don't let 'em get away! (GRUNTS) Mouse! (GROANING) ENGINEER: You're my champion, Mouse! Come on, the almighty, come on! Come on! (SCREAMS) No! Stop! Stop! No! - Let's go.
- ENGINEER: Hey! (LAUGHS) I'm gonna find you! ENGINEER: You can't run away from me, you know! (THEME MUSIC PLAYING) (LOUD SPLASH) BAJIE: Welcome to the outlying territories.
I never thought I'd live to see grass again.
I don't remember freedom looking quite this green.
(PANTS) It's not all bad.
Feel free to join the conversation.
Suit yourself.
(PANTS) (WATER RUNNING) (CHUCKLES) Nice try, Tinker Bell.
- I almost had you this time.
- You almost had shit.
I heard your footsteps 30 paces away.
(KISSES, GRUNTS) You know, back when I was Regent, I could sneak up on my own shadow.
- (SCOFFS) - So they said.
Yeah, sure.
And you could kill a man with your fingertips, and balance on the tip of your sword.
And, you could dance.
And I knew how to keep my mouth shut, and how to follow orders.
TILDA: What's your problem? I heard about your little humanitarian crusade, and how you massacred a bunch of defenseless Clippers.
He deserted my mother, tortured and abused her, that's on those Dolls.
Well, I'll try not to lose any sleep over a couple of damn wick-slickers.
The Widow gave those men a pass, and you went rogue.
A Regent who can't follow orders gets her people killed.
I do these things because I believe they're right.
I'm not a mindless, killing machine.
I'm not looking for a mindless killing machine, I'm looking for a cold killing machine.
We're at war! Do you know what made Sunny such a good Regent? The best Regent in the Badlands? Not the hash marks on his back.
It's 'cause he put his emotions in a box and he locked it up tight (SIGHS) Until he didn't anymore.
The day he let somebody get under his skin, that's when things started going straight to hell.
(EXHALES) Still no word from the River King? Nah, Sunny's probably in his grave somewhere, or else (SAD CHUCKLE) somewhere worse.
Never found out what happened to M.
K.
that night either.
I know that, most likely, he's dead, too, but I like to think that he made it out, that he's somewhere safe now.
(GROANS) For people like us, there's nowhere that's safe.
If you wanna stay Regent for long, or even if you just wanna stay alive, you best keep that in mind.
Our spiritual path is one of transformation.
Youth grows into wisdom, and pride becomes devotion.
Yes, two souls join together as one.
So long as these totems remain whole, then so will the love you pledge today, no matter what the gods have in store.
(ALL CHUCKLING) LYDIA: Duties.
(CHUCKLES) PENRITH: So proud of you.
(CHATTERING) - LYDIA: Thank you.
- PENRITH: Yeah.
Friends.
Friends.
To Reese and Hera.
May your days be blessed with peace.
And your nights with lust! (ALL LAUGHING) I also want to thank you, all of you, for welcoming me back into your grace.
These past few months have been the happiest I can remember in a very long time.
You saved me.
- Yeah.
- Hear, hear.
We didn't save you The gods did.
To the gods! To the gods! TOTEMISTS: To the gods! (ALL GASP) NOMAD: What's this? A wedding in our own backyard.
- (BREATHING HEAVILY) - And we weren't invited.
- Come here, sweetheart.
- (WHIMPERS) Leave her alone! (GASPS) (GRUNTING) Going somewhere, sweetheart? (PANTING) Yeah! (PANTS) I told you, these people make it almost too easy.
Come on, peaches.
Don't worry, we'll bring you back.
Just gonna borrow you for a couple of hours.
What're you looking at, old man? (PANTING) I told you, do not look at me like that! Or I'll cut your throat, do you hear me? (GROANS) (GRUNTING) Bitch! (GRUNTS) (SCREAMING) (BOTH GRUNTING) Come on! Do it! Go on, you bitch! (GROANS) (GRUNTS) (CHOKING) (GRUNTING) - (KNIFE SLASHES) - (GRUNTS) (GURGLING) (PANTING) (PANTING) Did they hurt you? Who are you to spill blood in our name? (PANTING) But they would've killed you.
So be it.
Killing is a privilege left only to the gods.
(RAGGED BREATHING) (QUIVERING) (GASPS) (M.
K.
BREATHING HEAVILY) MASTER: Come.
(DOOR CLOSES) What is this place? Inside every man, lives a legion, a thousand versions of himself.
One of them is blocking your path forward.
What do you mean? (CHUCKLES) M.
K.
, your gift is the most powerful I've seen in a long time.
But you're letting someone else control it.
And tonight, you will discover who that person is.
See, these mirrors show you everything you've ever done.
Memories so dark, your mind has buried them.
Are you prepared to face them? Yes.
Good.
Now, breathe.
(EXHALES) (GASPS) (FRIGHTENED GASP) (GASPING) (BREATHING HEAVILY) (BREATHING UNEVENLY) (GASPS) You shouldn't be here.
What happened to these people? (PANTING) We are what happened.
No! No! No! (GASPING IN PAIN) (PANTING) Welcome back.
(PANTING) (SHAKY BREATH) I killed them.
All those people.
We were in the cargo hold of a ship being transported.
Wasn't your fault.
Then whose was it? The one who takes control.
Your dark self.
Please, you need to eat.
(CHINA SHATTERING) Why would you make me remember that? Because You need to know your enemy before you have any hope of defeating him.
The next step is to face him.
What, do you mean go back in there? This is your gift, it's not his.
No way.
I'm not going through that again.
Then you will never be ready to leave.
Do you really think that door, or any other, leads to freedom? Unless you master your past, you will always be a slave.
(DOOR OPENS) (BIRD CAWING) QUINN: Loyalty is more than a virtue, it, it's a religion.
And every one of you is an instrument of its divine retribution.
For all you who remained by my side after the Fort was taken, I promise something far greater than any reward, I promise you redemption.
Well, that's quite the prize, Declan.
Thank you, Baron.
Who made the kill? - I did.
- Ah, Gabriel.
This your first kill, wasn't it? Yes, Baron.
How did it feel? - Hmm? - Easy.
Next time you wet your blade, it'll be with a man's blood.
Carve it up.
Make everything ready.
Tonight, we have much to celebrate.
(BABY CRYING) Spider's silk.
Those curtains cost more than an entire shipment of opium.
Hello, Ryder.
Well, you look like your father.
You look like you survived quite the battle.
Uh, can we bring some food, some wine from the kitchen? I'm fine, really.
Please, I insist.
What brings you all the way here? It's the Nomads, they raided us.
Quinn always kept my father's people protected.
And now you need my protection.
You're my mother.
Of course I'll help you.
The gods will bless you for this.
Oh, you know I'm not the religious type.
Yeah, but your Cogs are.
Almost half of them worship the same gods we do.
Showing you're a friend to the Totemists will help pacify your own workers.
And who says they're not already? News travels slower out in the wilds, but even I've heard the stories Cogs abandoning your poppy fields to go work for The Widow? I'm handling The Widow.
But that's not what people think.
Remember what I taught you, you have to either make them love you, or fear you.
Perhaps I could help.
Teach you to think more like a Baron.
Well, I am a Baron! And I am a damn good one.
I don't need anyone's help, especially yours.
(SIGHS) Such ingratitude and arrogance.
Arrogance? Last time I saw you, Mother, you told me I wouldn't last a month without you.
Let's see if your Totemists can last that long without me.
One of my Cogs will see you out.
(SIGHS) BAJIE: Slow down.
Stop pulling! - Come on.
- All right! Hey, you did all right back there.
In fact, I tell you what.
We're a pretty good team, like thunder and lightning, hammer and nails.
More like ball and chain.
I'm sorry, is that Clipper humor? Very droll.
Maybe you should stick to punching people.
- Do you ever stop talking? - (SHUSHING) - What? - Shut up.
(BREATHING HEAVILY) (CLICKS TONGUE) BAJIE: Shh! (GRUNTING) Oh.
Oh, it's nipping.
(BAJIE PANTING) Huh? Not so smug now, are you? Huh? (GRUNTS) Look at that monster.
(CHUCKLES) Wait, wait, wait.
(STUTTERS) You're not thinking Yeah! Eating it? Absolutely.
Rub him well with garlic, roast it over heather wood That is lip-smacking heaven.
Look at that, come on.
Oh, I think this one is pregnant.
Delicious.
(ALL GRUNTING) Tate ran away.
Do you think they'll find him? They always do.
So? What's it like? What? I've been at this monastery since I was 11, and I've never seen the Master take on a novice before.
What's the worst thing you've ever done? Now imagine that reflecting back at you a thousand times over.
- M.
K.
, whatever happened - I killed people.
Good people.
We all have.
I'm ready to go back.
And face the mirrors? To face myself.
So be it.
(BREATHING HEAVILY) WOMAN'S VOICE: M.
K.
! Mom? (PANTING) (GRUNTS) I warned you.
- You shouldn't be here.
- WOMAN'S VOICE: M.
K.
! (GASPS) (BOTH GRUNTING) WOMAN'S VOICE: M.
K.
? (PANTING) Hang on, I'm coming! WOMAN'S VOICE: M.
K.
! Go back.
(BOTH GRUNTING) (BOTH GRUNTING) (GRUNTS) Where's my mother? (PAINED GRUNT) (IMPACT GRUNTING) (INHALES SHARPLY) (GASPS) (SHUSHING) (BREATHING HEAVILY) From the poppy-bole For you I stole For you I stole A little lovely dream Enjoying your duties? You're released.
How's our little conqueror? (CHUCKLES) All ready for his baptism tonight? He still needs fresh air and sunlight.
If I could just take him out for a little while Well, I wish that were possible.
(BABY WHIMPERING) Please, Quinn.
You can't keep us here forever.
Why, you make it sound like you're a prisoner.
Veil, be sensible, we both know how dangerous it is for you out there.
Sunny left behind so many enemies, perturbs me to think what might happen if one ever got their hands on his child.
It's time for his nap.
- (BABY CRYING) - Of course.
Hmm.
Sweet dreams, my prince.
That boy is lucky to have you, Veil.
We both are.
Some evenings I, I lie awake, thinking what might have become of me if you hadn't found me that night Sunny abandoned you.
Sunny didn't abandon me.
Then he must be dead.
That's the only explanation.
Please, Veil, without each other, we'd both be dead, too.
I, I owe you my life for sewing me back up.
All I want is to return the favor.
I got a feeling this child is destined for great things.
Have you chosen a name? Henry.
Yes, that's a fine choice.
After my father.
Your father was an honorable man.
Well, it's too bad he'll never get to meet his grandson.
I'm sure the boy will live up to his name.
I'll find a way to bring Henry sunlight.
You have my word.
(GRUNTS) Why don't you try hitting it harder? What? Why are you mad at me? You're the one who was going to leave me there to rot.
Maybe it's true what they say about Clippers.
No conscience, no heart, no honor.
I'm not a Clipper anymore.
Mmm.
What are you then? (GRUNTS) Why don't you try a different rock? - I don't see you helping.
- Of course I'm helping.
Not gonna get anywhere on an empty stomach, are we? How you planning on finding this woman of yours anyway? If she's anywhere, she's in the Badlands.
Ah, then you're in luck.
'Cause I'm going that way myself.
Seriously.
Got a bit of unfinished business there.
What kind of business? (SCOFFS) What, so you get to be all mysterious and silent and I've got to give you my personal soliloquy? Nah.
Just get back to your rat.
I don't need your help.
Oh, really? (SUNNY GRUNTS) You got any idea where you are? (GRUNTS) Huh? Could be outlying territories.
(SPITS) Makes the Badlands look like the goddamn greatlands.
Trying to get out of here alone is just useless as smashing a chain with a rock.
There, that's better.
I told you we'd never get anywhere on an empty stomach.
Oh, you want my help now, huh? Push it.
There! You're welcome.
Oh, where you headed? North! I'll hit the Badlands eventually.
(SIGHS) All right.
Fine! Talked me into it.
This is the last time I'm helping you out.
- SUNNY: Stop following me! - Why do you always walk uphill? (INDISTINCT CHANTING) A hundred years ago, it was the custom for every Baron's child to be baptized in blood.
But we've lost our way since then.
Forgotten the traditions that first forged the Badlands out of chaos.
Why, I myself neglected this hallowed rite when my own son was born.
And he repaid my omission with a lifetime of failure and betrayals.
Tonight, fate has offered me a second chance.
An opportunity to set things right.
Tonight, we bless the Badlands' newest heir.
Isn't he a beautiful child? Yes, Baron.
And his mother, too? Hmm? Now, don't be shy.
I saw you watching her as she suckled the child.
Seems you can't keep your eyes to yourself, hmm? (GRUNTING) (GASPS) You should know, this woman saved my life.
That means she saved yours, too.
All of you! And this is what happens to anyone who ever disrespects her or the child.
(INDISTINCT MURMURING) (BREATHING HEAVILY) Henry.
LOYALISTS: (CHANTING) Henry! Henry! Henry! QUINN: Henry! (GRUNTING) (BREATHING HEAVILY) Better.
You're still holding back.
Just received word.
Ryder's called all the other Barons to a conclave.
(SIGHS) What's a conclave? Something weak Barons call for when they haven't got the stomach for battle.
There hasn't been a conclave called in, well, over a decade.
Were you expecting it? (SIGHS) I knew it was a card he might play.
It's a dangerous card for us.
If Ryder manages to persuade the other Barons that your attack on the oil fields was a violation of the foundation treaty, every Clipper in the Badlands will be crashing through our walls.
Not if we kill 'em first.
All those Barons under one roof.
You wanna start a fire, you need to control the burn.
Otherwise, we all go up in an inferno.
Tilda, can you leave us, please? (SIGHS) What do you suggest? (INHALES SHARPLY) I suggest you attend the conclave and make your case.
Politics? Not really my style.
Politics is war by other means.
You just said it yourself the other Barons, they have no stomach for a battle.
Nah, they'll wanna avoid bloodshed if at all possible.
Those Barons are the people responsible for the system I'm trying to break.
I want you to try diplomacy because it's your only card.
Frankly, we just don't have the resources to fight off another attack if they all come at us together.
So, if we go back there, and they decide that the best thing for the Badlands is to slit my throat Well, that being the case, I suggest we draw swords and kill 'em all.
Well, here.
Come on.
(CHUCKLES) We're here.
What do you think? (QUINN CHUCKLES) I promised you the sun.
(CHUCKLES) (SIGHS) (BIRDS CHIRPING) One poppy-bole For you I stole For you I stole BAJIE: (PANTING) All right, listen, final offer.
Do you want my help? (BREATHES HEAVILY) Fine.
Offer withdrawn.
Good luck getting into the Badlands.
I'd like to see you fight your way through that.
How did the Barons ever build something like this? Barons didn't build this.
It was built long before those smug bastards came along.
Runs the entire land of the Badlands.
Why didn't you tell me? Well, I thought you knew everything.
There has to be some way through.
Yeah, maybe.
Maybe.
If you know the right people.