Sanctuary s02e05 Episode Script

Will! Henry! The abnormals.
[sighs sadly.]
Aah! [snarling, Magnus shouts.]
What the hell is going on? [weapon blasts.]
[Magnus screams.]
: No! [tearing clothes while she screams.]
[screaming and sobbing.]
[hose blasts.]
[crying out in panic.]
[coughing and gasping.]
[device beeping.]
[beeps.]
[coughs, panting.]
[panting and shivering.]
[clothes and boots land.]
[heavy footsteps approach.]
More fun and games? Don't move.
Will? I said, "don't move!" What the hell is going on? What the hell happened to you? Who are you? Will, it's me-- Your name! Helen.
Magnus.
Satisfied? I don't think so.
Helen Magnus died three years ago.
[rain pouring.]
Answer my question.
Will Who are you?! I told you! I'm Helen Mag-- Let go of me! Let go of me! Say it again.
Say it again You expect to just show up here after three years dead and think we're just going to make nice? No way.
You want me to believe this, make it good! [Snarling.]
You see, if you'd done your homework, you'd know.
The real Helen Magnus died in the battle for Buenos Aires.
What? And you'd have a good spin on how she survived.
Right now, you got neither.
I don't remember any battle.
How does this work? Are you a chameleon? A shape-shifter? How did you get this far into the red zone by yourself? - I am not an impostor! - How? I work up in the Sanctuary! [laughs ruefully.]
We don't call it that anymore.
I found myself here.
You a telepath? Is that it? That's how you know my name.
Will, this is insane-- Prepare one hit, medium voltage.
This mind-reading crap won't fly.
No.
Helen Magnus is dead! [many voices approach, moaning inhumanly.]
Incoming! [weapon blasting.]
We have a breach.
Go! Secure the perimeter! Did you summon them? What? No! Did you? You better pray this goes well.
[creatures moan and snarl.]
[blasting.]
Grenade! [moaning and slathering.]
[blade slicing.]
[creature snarls.]
[weapons blast.]
One hit on my mark.
Cover me.
[weapon blasting.]
[grenade beeps.]
[electricity crackles.]
[rending sounds.]
[roaring, weapon blasting.]
Damn it Jason! You trying to be a hero again?! No, he's got time, will! No! Come on, we can use him! [cocks gun.]
Sorry, Jason.
[fires.]
Pack up the supplies.
[thunder rumbles.]
We're heading out.
She's armed.
Die! Please don't kill me! I'm Helen.
Proper etiquette would be to offer your name in return.
I've rigged up some perimeter alarms.
Quite rudimentary, but they should give us ample warning if we have any visitors.
I'll see what else I can find.
Jessica.
Mitchell.
What were you doing down there by yourself Jessica Mitchell? What were you doing down there? Shelter, mainly.
I suppose I was looking for something to help me understand all of this.
There's nothing out there but them.
Your parents, are they Sorry.
How long have you been on your own? I don't know.
It's easier to keep moving when you're by yourself.
Try and get some rest.
I'll be close by.
They'll find us, you know.
They always do.
We shouldn't stay here.
Where else should we go? [blows dust.]
[computer powers up.]
The outbreak is spreading at an alarming rate.
We cannot contain the impact.
The city is now evacuated.
Our last stand is to hold on to the Sanctuary.
Hearing this, we will abandon the last Sanctuary.
All efforts to find a cure for this plague have failed.
Our only hope is to find safe ground to protect what few of us remain.
I'm sorry for everything.
Dear God.
[distant clatter.]
Don't move! [kicks weapon away.]
[wincing in pain.]
Relax.
I'm not here to start anything.
What the hell are you doing here? Bleeding.
What happened? [panting in pain and exhaustion.]
What do you think? [coughs weakly.]
More palefaces, but this time I'm the only one who made it out.
How did you get in here? I checked every access point.
I broke in through the old river gate, But don't worry, I locked it behind me.
Ah! [groans and winces.]
It's just shrapnel.
You can patch it up later.
Why should I, after the reception you gave me? Come on.
Let's get you sorted.
[groaning.]
Scare you? Only when I saw your face.
Behave, both of you.
It may be a shambles, but this is still my house.
[Will chuckles.]
What? Three years ago The air force dropped a daisy cutter on an Argentine neighborhood that you were trying to evacuate.
including you, at ground zero, and suddenly, here you are, alive and well.
You were gone, Magnus, without a trace-- I can't explain it.
- Try.
- I don't know.
I-I woke up here with no memory of anything, I mean, you, those creatures.
Buenos Aires? I Well, you look good.
You must have been holed up somewhere real sweet.
You look like you've had Food, shelter, sunlight.
Was there a colony that I didn't know about? The last thing I recall Was what? A mission.
Central America.
I Why can't I remember anything since then? It's like this is all a dream.
Everything is gone.
Everything we built, gone.
Everyone we ever cared about is dead! Does this look like a dream? What happened to you, Will? [Will.]
: It was more than just a plague.
It was a new kind of species-- Cannibalistic, mindless, soulless.
At first we tried containment, treatment.
We wanted to understand.
But it wasn't natural evolution.
Rampant infection rates.
Quick mutation.
Within a year, millions had turned.
It affected both humans and abnormals.
There were too many to fight.
Too powerful.
They fed on anything alive, and if they drew blood, if you survived the attack-- You changed.
Five, six hours, a day max, and you were one of them, infected.
We never found the point of origin? But there had to have been a patient zero.
The infection spread too suickly to find the source.
We did everything we could to slow it.
Nothing worked.
After a while, you were euthanizing more than you treated.
Governments evacuated cities.
We abandoned the Sanctuaries.
[sighs heavily.]
That global panic thing, it's a bitch, let me tell you.
Then they started deploying tactical nukes.
How many are left? Uninfected? I set up a colony in the arctic.
There's a few thousand living on remote islands.
We've been fighting these creatures.
We're part of a larger militia, but [sighs heavily.]
But we've been whittled down one by one just trying to save the last of the last.
It's over.
It has been for a long time.
Why can't I remember any of this? You must've got out somehow, been in a colony suffering from amnesia, battle shock-- No.
No, that's not it.
There is a reason I came back here now.
Helen? I don't feel so Quick, Will-- Don't touch her! She's infected.
You didn't check her? I didn't know! Will! She's dead already.
You said we have five hours, maybe more.
Please, help me understand this.
Magnus, if she turns, they'll come.
Then I suggest you leave, because I will not let you shoot this girl.
[creatures snarling and slathering.]
Unfortunately, the elixir from the vial seems to have had no effect on me except a spike in my immunoglobulin levels.
Repeated attempts to bring them back down into normal range have failed.
This is all a very bad idea.
Which means you really must be you.
Why did you come here? So you could retrace ground you've already covered? I don't have the right equipment to run the proper blood tests, but I should be able to aross-reference Jessica's symptoms with entries from my previous research, look for some sort of deviation.
Deviations? [scoffs.]
They've become the dominant species on the planet.
They're like locusts That turn other life forms into more locusts.
But the contagion had to have started somewhere.
Someone must have been the first to contract it.
Let's do the time warp again-- Typhus, smallpox, cholera, yellow fever, scarlet fever, malaria-- They all bear no relation to this disease.
Have you caught up yet? There has to be evidence of this disease somewhere in the past.
It cannot have aome out of nowhere.
We've done this dance.
You've tried cures, treatments, for years.
Nothing works.
The contagion mutates.
It wins.
Humans are extinct.
We're not.
You and me, we're alive.
Isn't that a reason for hope? Reason? There isn't a reason for anything anymore.
We know how we're dying, but why it's happening, what we did to deserve this, who the hell knows? This doesn't make any sense.
There has to be a way to stop it-- You've already done this! You tried every single waking moment until the very end.
You kept going.
You're still fighting.
Life without purpose isn't Life.
I learned that from you.
I'm sorry I disappeared.
[distant clattering.]
Company's here.
I'll go head them off at the access tunnels.
You might want to go protect the girl.
[creatures snarl and slather.]
[weapon blasting.]
[creatures snarl hungrily, Will shouts.]
[weapon blasting.]
[panting.]
[weapon blasting.]
[roars in rage and frustration.]
[Jessica screams and roars.]
[screaming.]
Henry Couple of storerooms on the garage level I missed when we evacuated, though we were in kind of a rush.
I rigged this up with one of our one-hits.
Should keep you in computerland for a while.
Oh, and I hate to break it to you, but the Internet's down.
Has been for about five years.
I'll survive.
More of them will be coming.
Defenses? Nonexistent.
It's just me and you against thousands of inhuman cannibals.
Well, then we should be fine.
There was a time you would have laughed at that.
Yeah, I'm sure there was.
Central America.
Is that where the outbreak started? Could that have been ground zero for the contagion? No I think all evidence pointed to the Pacific Northwest.
Why? Honduras.
It figures into this somehow.
Why? I-I don't know.
I have to access my personal log, but there's something there important that I'm missing.
I'll be damned if I know what it is.
Magnus, what are you doing with this girl? I have a theory I'd like to test.
I found some anticoagulants and older blood thinners in the storeroom.
The old dialysis-on-the-fly trick.
Yeah, I've been there, done that.
I know.
I saw the notes, but we've also never had such an early jump on the infection.
All the other test subjects were either long infected or completely turned.
Jessica's only been showing symptoms for less than a couple of hours.
It's much earlier in the transformation process.
Bring on the Hail Mary.
Mmm.
Will The others? Henry Made weapons for the government until it finally fell.
He kept finding newer, better ways to stop them, to kill them, then his number finally came up.
I saw the photos.
The big guy refused to leave after we pulled up stakes, even though there was nothing here left to protect.
I'm guessing he took more than a few with him when he finally went.
And Kate? She died In the fighting.
She was a good fighter, a good leader.
Druitt [chuckles mirthlessly.]
He took a tactical nuke and teleported into the middle of a high-density infection area.
He took most of Boston with him.
That was two weeks after we thought you were dead.
[panting and gasping.]
She's been in v-tach for more than an hour.
Pulse is off the charts.
There's a reason we don't let it run its course.
It's not a pretty sight.
Just give it some time.
Heard that before.
I respect you trying to save this girl, it's even kind of nostalgic, but come on, this is all just more stuff for the archaeologists to find in the future after we're long gone.
Magnus? Eastern Honduras, I remember.
What about it? I went there looking for the tomb of Pacal the second, a Mayan king from the late dynasty.
So? It wasn't long after Ashley had died.
I I was tired of outliving people I loved.
I wanted to find a cure for my longevity.
In a Mayan tomb? I'd been researching ancient myths and legends.
How certain cultures had claimed to have found a way to shorten time, to manipulate it.
The Mayan kings were abnormals who aged very slowly, like I do.
T-there was evidence that they'd developed an elixir capable of giving them a normal human lifespan.
The kings wanted a release from their advanced age.
So you were looking for a way to grow old.
What does that have to do with the end of everything? It doesn't, except that the Mayan people died out at an incredibly rapid pace.
The empire fell within several decades.
Entire sections of their population simply disappeared, gone without a trace.
No one knows why.
So you think that the contagion that's killed off the intelligent life on this planet is the same one that wiped out the Mayans? That's not possible.
There'd be evidence-- The virus can mutate.
It is entirely possible.
No.
Will, help me go further with this.
Tell me where things stood before the end.
Was there anything I had tried that had come close? Anything remotely hopeful? Well, we certainly didn't talk about the damn Mayans! [Jessica screams and groans.]
[gags and chokes.]
Jessica! [moaning loudly.]
Will, no! [fires weapon, glass shatters.]
She was calling to them! [loud moaning begins outside.]
[creatures moaning and snarling.]
[moaning increases.]
We need to seal off any section we can't hold.
Fall back to a safe position and wait for them to leave.
I'll help out as long as I can.
We can do this, Will.
I'm sure you've been through worse.
No, I haven't.
That last skirmish didn't go so well for me.
We kill as many as possible, and then when it's my turn, you don't hesitate.
Not for one second.
[creatures moan inhumanly.]
[weapon blasting.]
[creature snarls.]
- Will! That should buy us about 15 seconds.
[thudding and banging on door.]
You barricade yourself in here.
Don't let anyone in, especially me.
Will, I just need some-- Time? Here Take this.
Will We had a son Kate and me.
He'd be about two now.
He's been living up in the arctic colony ever since she died.
We named him Magnus.
Magnus Zimmerman.
If you make it out of here, you find him.
[roaring a war cry.]
[creatures snarl and slather.]
[weapon blasting.]
[computer powers up.]
I need to go back further.
The Honduras mission [creatures snarling, Will blasting weapon.]
[Magnus on log.]
: From the Mayan tomb of king Pacal.
I am hopeful about the one artifact I found there that matched the legends.
Markings on this suggest an unorthodox relationship to time, the ability to manipulate it at will via the protection of mystic guardians.
[snarling and slathering.]
All of this makes me hopeful that the contents of this vial are what allowed king Pacal to die within a normal lifespan.
A full chemical breakdown and diagnostic of the fluid inside should reveal its properties.
[creatures snarling, moaning increases.]
[stabbing.]
[banging on door.]
Seven years and nine months since the outbreak began.
My unique physiology seems to have prevented any outward symptoms.
The contagion mutates at such speed I'm not sure I can analyze it fast enough.
There's still no way to control the immunoglobulin spikes in the blood of those infected.
Immunoglobulin [Will roars violently.]
[banging and thudding increases.]
Unfortunately, the elixir from the vial seems to have had no effect on me except a spike in my immunoglobulin levels.
Repeated attempts to bring them back down into normal range-- It was the artifact itself.
It held the contagion.
[moaning and snarling, door cracking.]
I was patient zero.
[snarling.]
[door crumbles.]
I caused this.
I caused all of this.
[moaning and snarling ceases abruptly.]
Dear God.
You're keeping it hidden from the world.
Guarding it.
You won't let me destroy it, will you? Is it safe here? Thank you.
Hey! Welcome back.
Wow, nice coat.
Did you pick that up in Honduras? No, it's-it's one of my own.
Huh.
Well, it's a very good look for you.
So how was the safari? Safaris are in Africa.
Okay, then the, uh [imitating Sean Connery.]
: "jungle hunt for the tomb of the Mayan king," which, when you think about it, sounds like a bad cable special, doesn't it? Which is why I went alone, to avoid the mockery.
Ah, that's a good plan.
So did you find it, or what? The tomb? No.
No, I didn't.
Really? You did a lot of research.
It's not like you to strike out like that.
Searched the area for days.
Came up empty, not even a whiff.
We'll just call the trip a massive tax write-off.
You're totally pissed, aren't you? That you came up empty.
[chuckles.]
Absolutely furious.
Come on.
These things happen for a reason, right? Wow.
Look at that.
What a beautiful day.
Mm Not bad, Will.