Wynonna Earp (2016) s02e07 Episode Script

1 Previously on Wynonna Earp - You're injured.
- That's no ordinary gun.
- I have to find this psycho named Tucker.
- Ugh! Constance.
He killed the Stone Witch.
- That little Tucker is dead.
- Wynonna's pregnant.
- You're - Knocked up.
- Everything's changed.
- Wanted you to hear it from me.
Give her this.
It always comes back to the Curse, Waves, always.
- I wasn't the heir.
- You're not even an Earp.
The Seven are gone.
Just like that, huh? Marshals! Come out with your hands up! Tucker Gardner, we're here for you, - you little skidmark.
- (distant woman 1): Help us.
- (distant woman 2): Help! - I'm gonna go.
- (banging) - Wynonna? - Thank God you came! - Where's your deviant brother? You don't have him? Great police work, just stellar.
I'm sorry, I'm-I'm I'm just really freaked out and, um, angry.
I'll check the bedrooms.
The last thing we remember, we passed out, and then we woke up locked in this room.
While you say you were asleep, Pervert Gardner Junior kidnapped a girl and held her in my sister's bedroom.
I wish I could say I didn't know it was just a matter of time.
Tucker's out of his tree.
He must have roofied - the Pinot Grigio.
- So you two don't happen to know a couple of bitches who like to get their Halloween on in creepy, black dresses? Umm, no idea what you're talking about.
You sure you're not just hormonal? Mazel Tov.
We've been locked in here for days.
We're victims, just like everyone else! Everyone? Yeah.
(gasping) She doesn't need a backrub.
We need you to get your ass in gear - and find Tucker.
- Frankly, he terrifies me.
We'll be watching the house 24-7.
You're watching us?! What what the hell? It's for your protection.
Yeah, just in case he comes back.
If you have nothing to hide, what's the problem? We're not like our brother.
I thought you of all people would get that.
Nah, sorry.
I don't have time - to play nice anymore.
- Here's our card.
Let us know if you see him.
- What is it? - I don't know for sure yet, - but I feel it in my gut.
- Huh? - Don't look at my gut.
- Oh, sorry.
Uh, have you seen a doctor or? - Mercedes wasn't Mercedes! - Mm-hmm? Usually, she's a fun bitch, not a bitch bitch, which is like "Whoa, bitch," but - It's a bitch thing.
- Yeah, clearly.
Tucker had Hypnos put the town to sleep for the Widows.
Are the Gardner sisters working for them too? I don't have the resources to monitor this place 24-7, but I've learned to trust your instincts.
Well, I hope so 'cause not being able to trust anyone ever, it's just Super lonely.
Yeah, I feel you, bitch.
- (both chuckling) - You can't say that, that's our Ooh! - Head rush.
- Hey, you're alright? Listen, if you want to be in the field, you're gonna get some sort - of health clearance, OK? - Oh, I just need yogurt, stat.
OK.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Easy.
Oh.
Hey, Doc.
We got a Code Rainbow.
We should have claimed new faces when we had the chance.
She knows it was us.
She was checking my arm.
If she touched me, I would have screamed.
- We should go.
- The Gardners disappear from Purgatory, they'll be even more suspicious.
We can't risk them finding this.
That little shit killed one of the two people who knew how to find the third seal.
Hm, Tucker, he was simply too human.
As for his little gift Maybe Constance can still - help us.
- We can't hurt her anymore.
If we can't hurt her, we can't trust her.
(skull clattering) We need to work fast, keep Wynonna and that gun away until we find the last seal.
And then Our love burns bright and true.
(woman): Holliday.
(footsteps) Wake up.
- Reeves! - Hmm? - Wake up.
- Uh - Did I fall asleep? - I did it.
I found him.
You found him? Are you certain, Charlie? He has been decloaked.
Alright.
I knew you could do it.
Fetch me my pistol.
Still, after all these years.
(Reeves grunting) No matter.
This one's worth the wait.
Mark him with fire.
We need to do this one by the book.
Doc Holiday will hang for his crimes.
'Cause I gave you all I've got to give And no, that ain't no way to live I told that devil To take you back I told that devil to take you back - These Widows, what are they? - Unclassified entities.
They broke out of BBD containment thanks to Doc's dynamite.
Not that I blame him for anything.
"Unclassified"? Well, BBD is a big, bureaucratic place.
We hadn't gotten around to examining them yet.
They were sealed in that shipping container for over a century.
Together? Hope they had mints.
That's why we didn't know about the paralyzing venom.
Yeah, which hurts like a mother.
Oh, no offense.
What we do know is that they've destroyed two seals and are tearing Purgatory apart to find the third.
Yes.
Still working on the why.
Hey, I've translated some of the text from one of the seal fragments.
It's ancient Phoenician.
"Let Thee Rise.
" "Let Thee Rise"? Dramatic.
Ominous.
My least favourite Boyz II Men album.
OK, so why didn't Tucker get breath bombed? Huh? And how did they recruit him? They needed him.
He's always been a royal dink, and evil sniffs out evil, like cancer.
- And Mercedes and Beth? - They also have something to do with this.
The doctor is in.
- Here's your patient.
- The pregnant one? - Yeah.
- Thanks.
Can I examine you somewhere private? Dude, it's how I got into this mess in the first place.
Ugh! Not often am I whisked away in a shroud of secrecy by two burly men.
If you're being held against your will, wave around your yogurt spoon.
Just overprotective coworkers.
They don't want the bad guys to know I'm marshaling for two.
Well, the heartbeat is strong.
Uh, how long since your last period? Oof, can't say I miss the ole gal or had been tracking her visits.
- Have you been pregnant before? - Heh heh! Not that I know of.
Smoking? - It makes my hair smell gross.
- Drinking? This this whole thing - took me by surprise.
- I'm here to assess your health and the baby's, not to judge.
Sorry, judge is sort of a trigger word.
You're very nice.
Thank you for that.
Umm, what about genetic testing? 'Cause my family's history is pretty fakakte.
That should have been done months ago.
- Only blood samples.
- Samples-sss? From you and, if possible, the father? Regardless, this is the last time I make a cloak-and-dagger trip to the middle of nowhere.
Next appointment is in my office with my equipment, where I can examine you properly.
Is it Bring your own speculum? Hey.
So how is she? Doctor-patient privilege ring a bell? Take it outside, cowboy.
Now, who's driving me back? - I will.
Hey, Jeremy.
- Hey, yo.
Listen, you and me - surveillance, alright? - OK, yeah.
Me with you - in the field like - Shhh! This ain't tickets - to Cosmic-con, alright? - Comic-con? Quiet.
First rule of stakeout: mouth shut.
Got it? (Holliday coughing) - She's strong.
- (door opening) - The baby will be too.
- (door closing) Hey, go outside.
Smoke, shoot things.
I do need to stay sharp.
I wonder how many generations have surveyed this land.
An Earp and a Holliday.
- Damn.
- Did you say "Holliday"? - Doc Holliday? - You lost, son? Holy crow! Are you really him? Don't be foolish.
Fanboys (sinister music) Whatever the hell you are, you should not be on this land.
I'm starting to think you're not here for my autograph.
So, Doc's outside.
Yeah, I think it's, uh, - starting to settle in.
- Mm-hmm.
Him being a dad.
- Did he say that? - No, but you know Doc, right? The more he feels, the less he says.
Like a masseuse.
(sighing) Waves they need blood samples from both parents to do genetic testing.
- He's gonna freak out.
- Why? Doc's scared of needles? No, he's not scared of anything.
It's me.
I'm terrified.
I don't Aaah! I don't wanna tell him! Oh, my God! Wynonna, what? What's going on? Hmmm Just that Doc might not be the dad.
(Waverly sighing) Then who is? Don't shoot, I'm just the messenger.
Despite my reputation, I've never been one to gun down a child.
- Who said anything about guns? - (sinister music) - What the hell do you want? - A warrant was filed against you in Colorado in the year 1882.
- It was a long time ago.
- For 135 years, you hid.
- A witch threw me in a well! - That was stupid.
- (Sizzling sound) - Aaargh! Goddammit! You've been marked with fire for capture and execution.
I suggest you get your affairs in order.
He's coming for you.
Let him come.
Oh, my God! Oh, my actual God! Doc's gonna freak right out! - Yeah? More than you are? - He'll be crushed.
Or relieved! Hey, Doc "No strings attached" Holliday! Are you serious? He's all strings.
He's nothing but strings.
He's like a, like a, like a marionette puppy.
(Waverly sighs) How could this happen? Would you like me to draw you a diagram? 'Cause I will.
Look, Doc and I, we didn't promise each other anything, so we can be grownups about this.
- He's gonna shoot everything.
- OK, you are kicking ass and not helping right now.
Just so you know.
OK.
Grownups or not, I'll be here when you tell him.
OK? Full support.
- Hi! Henry! - Hahaha! - Yeah, gotta go.
- Yeah, I should go too.
I No, we should - we should talk.
- (door opening) (door closing) I never thanked you for your note.
It-it really mattered.
So May I ask - are you doing alright? - (Wynonna scoffing) Of course you can ask.
Things have changed since my day regarding male participation in these matters but I'll be as involved as you desire.
No more, no less.
All I want, and excuse me for being old-fashioned, is for you to be healthy for you to be as close to happy as possible.
And I will do anything, I will give anything to ensure it.
(soft music) You're such an asshole.
- (Doc clears his throat) - Maybe I said it wrong.
(Wynonna chuckling) Uh The doctor wants us to do blood tests.
Of course.
Is there anything else? I I feel like "asshole" pretty much covered it.
Well then, I'll leave you to it.
(exhaling) Doc.
Hey.
- Wait, Doc! - Not now, Waverley.
No Doc! (engine ignition struggling) Oh, come on now, you cursed piece of junk! (engine ignition struggling) - (engine revving up) - Nicole, hey.
I need a favour.
Keep flashing that smile and she'll fall in love with ya.
I told you not to make this weird.
I didn't say I wouldn't.
What are you watching for? (Dolls): Evil.
Like a basic general evil? Don't drop those on my floor.
- Ah.
- (Dolls mumbling) Guess, uh, no more Black Badge means the ban on co-worker hook-ups is over.
You know, Wynonna is having Doc's baby, that's just like (making explosion sound) crazy.
I mean, imagine the little rascal if he has Doc's piercing blue eyes and Wynonna's luscious hair.
I swear, seriously, we are going to be defenseless against such a glorious creature.
You think they're gonna get, like, a nanny? Or a "manny.
" I'm not saying I'm gonna do it, but I wouldn't say no to some sort of light babysitting or daycare dates.
I don't know, one or the other.
Hey, what was the first rule of stakeout? - Shutting up, yeah.
- Yeah, you got it.
Please now.
(Dolls sighing) Man Must be an easier way to find these Widows.
Lure them or bait them.
(sneezing) Oh, God! - Oh, my God! - Can you blow your nose please? No, no, no way.
Not on this.
This is a I found this on the floor of Shorty's basement after the Widows disappeared.
- Looks like one of their veils.
- Oh, God! Probably still some venom on it.
That must have fell off when Wynonna shot them.
Alright, listen, we're gonna bag this up, OK? We're gonna do an analysis on it, see if there's any unique components, find out where they are and then we trace 'em.
Yeah, you're a genius! You're like Rizzoli and Isles combined.
Shutting up.
Waverly left.
Cellphones, people, use 'em.
You'll have to take a raincheck on the ol' pop-by.
Nicole, I'm leaving.
Don't make me belly-bump you.
Look, who would I rather piss off? You or your sister? Waverly sent you to babysit.
- Well, "mommysit" technically.
- Ew! I am not to let you out of my sight until she comes back.
You're going through a lot, and she doesn't want you to be alone right now.
Fine.
To the bar.
That's a little early to hit Shorty's.
Not Shorty's.
It's an away game.
You're coming or what? - I guess I'm drinking for two.
- Three.
I hate doing it everything sober.
(country singer): Holdin' hands In the dark Whoa So much for being grownups about it.
I am too occupied to translate whatever cryptic thing you are telling me.
I just hope all this ammo isn't target practice on every guy in town who's ever looked at Wynonna - with a tinkle in his eye.
- You cannot possibly understand what I am dealing with at this time.
Doc, you're still a part of this family, even if the baby isn't yours.
(soft, dramatic music) Ohhh, poop.
She didn't tell you.
Oh, God, I (knocking glass on counter) Could be she'll be better off.
(rock music playing) (announcer): Hey, everybody, put your hands together for your favourite: Jesse! I need a straight line (Nicole): So this is Pussy Willows, huh? Wrong side of the wrong side of the tracks.
What kind of girls end up working in a place like this? Well, maybe one with no family, a reputation for conjuring up fake demons and no other way to raise money for a bus ticket out of here? Where you been, Aphrodite? Oh, hello.
'Sup, TJ? I have my period, so you'll have to Who's Aphro? Ohhh.
Pace yourself, there's so much more to judge.
I came here a few months ago, when I got so drunk even Shorty's wouldn't serve me anymore, - and I did something.
- What? Him.
Ah! Well, drunk Wynonna - still has standards.
- Yeah.
No beer goggles here.
Wait, sorry, how many months ago? Oh, just yea many.
Well, OK.
So we're here to tell Mr.
One-night-stand that you're now a crazy chick with a bun in the oven? - (Wynonna chuckling) - Officer Haught, so sweet, so naive.
Ahem! I have no intention of letting this "pussy willow" out of the bag.
You're gonna buy him a drink, and then you're gonna steal the glass for the saliva sample.
Science will tell us who the dad is, and then we murder science to keep its filthy mouth shut, and hopefully I never have to tell Doc about this whole unsavoury scenario.
- That actually is a good plan.
- You don't become Wynonna Earp by confronting problems head on.
- (man): Hey! Hey! Come on, Frank! - (woman): Oh, hey! - Ugh! - Hands off the girls! His eyes, did you see his eyes? - Oh, shit! Not now.
- Get him out of here.
- Wynonna - you - Had sex with a revenant.
It's OK.
It's OK.
Breathe.
Breathe, breathe, breathe.
(indistinct rock song playing in the background) - Shit, shit! - I mean, you were you were drunk, right? So are you sure you had sex with the with the revenant guy? After I killed the last of the seven, the the Jack of Knives, it destroyed me.
So I dealt with it the best way I knew how: I binged.
Lord, did I binge! I just I was trying to erase the memories of being paralyzed, tortured, nearly eviscerated by the Revenant Ripper before I blew his head off.
Most of the night was a blur.
Doc offered to bring me home, but I wasn't done so I came here.
It just I wanted to be touched.
I wanted to feel something good.
And he was nice.
We had fun.
And you now what? It actually helped.
I never thought I'd see him again.
OK, uh, so you're the Earp heir, and he's a revenant, so that means - the baby is It's uh - (cellphone ringing and buzzing) It's Waverly.
Oh, boy.
I Hey, cutie! Don't "cutie" me.
Hi, sweetie-pie.
No, but seriously, where is she? Uh Uh She's with me, and we're fine.
(softly): I cannot lie to her.
- You have to! - (rock music playing) - I hear music.
- No.
Trashy.
Pumping.
(gasping) You're at a strip joint! - Aphrodite made me do it! - (Wynonna gasping) - Ah! - Just shut your mouth.
Tell me which one.
(whispering): I'm so sorry.
(normally): We're at OK, yeah, I guess I deserved that.
- Hello? - (dial tone) Oh, you did not just hang up on me.
Next time, this means don't tell my sister we're at a sleazy knocker locker.
Oh.
It's Waverly, OK? You know me, you know how I am, I can't lie to her.
See? This is what you get when you're friends with a narc.
I guess I deserved that too.
(Nicole sighing) I did drag you into the shit storm.
And I I'm gonna drag you out just as soon as I get that saliva sample, but you have got to jet.
- Ready? - Yeah.
Wynonna? Woman, how long has it been? Oh, I'd say about 28 weeks.
Hey, Doc.
Are we in immediate danger or something? We are not.
I simply aim to never again - be unprepared for a fight.
- Doc, none of us could have known that those Widows spray a paralyzing vapour, OK? - Yeah, I suppose.
- (Dolls sighs) Also congratulations, man.
About Wynonna.
We both know how I Listen.
She's carrying a kid, I wanted to get along and just be mature about it.
Dolls! Dolls, I got something on the veil.
I found traces of a powerful glycosylation toxin.
Could be a major break.
Doc, perfect! I need two other sets of hands, and yours are so nimble and soft Not now, Jeremy.
My hands are otherwise occupied.
Hey, hey, listen.
Look, I know shit's still happening right now, but we need to work together, OK? Step out of my way.
If I do, you sure as hell ain't taking our weapons.
- Yeah.
- I just need five minutes.
I'll give you three.
So if you ever find yourselves building a temporary shelter in a flood zone, do not forget to write your name on the inside of your mosquito helmet.
- Amateur move, Haught.
- I'll drink to that.
I pushed it to the limit (announcer): Welcome to the stage, - Vanessa! Oh, yes! - Jonas, this was great, but you have customers, we should we should go.
Are we having a good time? Yeah, we are, which is why we're gonna need a few more of those peppermint shots.
Because it's like drinking Christmas.
- You redheads are wild.
- Yeah.
- I like you.
- Thanks.
You too, Wynonna.
Even if you are here to kill me.
If I distill the toxin to its essential elements, I can use them to develop a vaccine making us impervious to the Widows' vapour.
You may be a wiz with chemicals, but temporal measurement is not your strong suit.
- Five minutes?! - Hey, you want that corner-shot grenade launcher, right? OK, yeah.
Uh, here's how it's gonna go down.
Doll, you will remove the stopper, then I will add the accelerant.
And, Doc, you'll connect the tube to the collection beaker.
We only have a split second to capture the toxin, so, uh, we gotta be quick.
- You ready? - Yeah, yeah.
(speaking in foreign language) - Is he praying? - (Jeremy speaking Icelandic) In Icelandic? Ha! - (Jeremy speaking Icelandic) - Oh, hold up.
Oh, my God! He's accessing BBD archives.
Hey, stop! - What are you doing? - I'm casting a binding spell so it will lure the Widows to us and you guys can kill 'em.
Ooh, what?! - (Jeremy): Oh, God! - What are you? Idiot! - (Jeremy): Oh! - What is that smell? We didn't trap it, we just inhaled it.
A pungent magic show and a complete waste of my time! (whooshing sound) (whooshing sound) Jeremy, - what in damnation - Hahaha! Congratulations.
Your binding spell worked.
You bound us all together! I I'm a wizard.
- (rock music playing) - So you knew who I was, and you had sex with me - without telling me what you are.
- I don't recall it being important to you that we tell each other our life stories before we bumped nasties.
We just came here for a drink.
Yeah.
And to have a few drinks.
- OK, let me do the talking.
- OK.
Baby, you're better at Watch your mouth, or the little friend - in my boot comes out to play.
- Yeah, she means her gun.
And I got one too 'cause I'm a cop.
Ah, nuts! - (whispering): I left it at home.
- OK.
Let's not make a scene.
I got a lot of friends here.
If it comes to it, they'll surrou you before you can even pop off two shots.
(whispering): He's got a point.
What do you want, "anus"? I mean, Jonas.
First, I wanna gloat.
And then I wanna ask you out on a second date.
We could do it out back.
If memory serves, it only takes ten minutes.
Oof, ten minutes? In your dreams.
Well, milady, you kind of don't have a choice.
- Tell me you just got fat.
- Don't touch her! It's right, I keep one in my sock.
How smart am I? I'm - I'm smart.
- And word of advice, it's always lady's choice.
We need an unbinding spell, Jeremy.
- And we need it pronto! - Come on, you! - Whoa-whoa-whoa! - (Holliday groaning) My quarrel's with Mr.
Holliday, - you can go.
- I wish I could, but, you know, I can't.
Whatever they are paying you, I'll pay double.
Justice is my only compensation.
I do hate myself an honourable man.
As I hate myself a hypocrite.
(grunting) - (Jeremy): Ow! - (Holliday choking) (men yelling and grunting) - (Dolls): Jeremy! - That was you! Go! Go! Nooo! - I hate myself a phantom more.
- Phantom? You're the one who evaporated into thin air, Holliday.
But justice delayed is still justice served.
Nothing from this earthly world can - Yeah! - How did you? I don't know.
Take my keys, you drive.
Yeah, no kidding.
But you're a cute drunk.
- Good aim too.
- Grabby McRevenant is not gonna be too happy about having his thorax crushed, so we really need to skip-a-doodle out of here.
Wait, abort, abort! (gasping) Sorry.
He knows.
Nicole, he knows that I'm harbouring a fugitive as in the next heir, possible rev-Earp hybrid.
What if he tells the rest of them? They're gonna come for it and you! Hey, wait! - Is that mine? - Maybe.
It's not supposed to be possible.
Do you know what we've done here? We've started a new race.
We're the new Adam and Eve.
(Wynonna sighing) I see you more as the snake.
You wouldn't.
Come on, no fair! I have "cankles"! (grunting) Door prize.
- He's a bad guy, right? - You are so pretty and I like you so much! You are drunk! And in trouble, OK? Both of you! I hit three other strip clubs! Three! Do you know how much strawberry-scented glitter I have on me? Huh? - Hey, you OK? - No, she's not because that guy might be the with Him.
Oh.
So what do we do with him? Take him for a ride.
So tell me what you do to piss somebody off so bad - that they're still after you.
- Could be the Pinkertons, could be Silver Cowboys Gang, could be Dave! - So what did you do? - Poaching, threatening, stealing from a shipwreck Though the messenger did mention Colorado, 1882.
The right woman, the wrong night.
Twice.
This is about a girl? You're the most selfish guy I know.
You do whatever you want, whenever you want, and then when you get in trouble, you bring everybody down with you.
Oh, I thought we were gonna be mature about things.
I was leaving to face my demons on my own, which is how I work best.
Wynonna, that baby, they need you, so this whole lone-wolf shit that you're doing, it ain't gonna cut it.
'Cause guess what, Doc, you're gonna be a daddy.
(slap on shoulder) - (grunting) - (whooshing sound) Well, it is quite possible that I ain't.
I reckon that should put your mind at ease.
Huzzah! OK, yes, it says the hocus pocus should wear off after one rotation.
- So like what? A day? - Or, uh, a year.
(together): What? Gentlemen, - (western-style music) - I do believe we have some unfinished business to attend.
Ghost.
Yeah, we are being attacked by a ghost.
Who you gonna call? No one.
There's no one to call! Sir.
- Recompense is a-coming.
- OK, yes, see you.
- Jeremy, you're making this worse! - Nothing could make this worse! - (tense music) - Jeremy, stop! Ohhh, it's a whole ghost cavalry.
Well, shit! Things just got worse.
(Reeves): Don't even think about it.
(Holliday): That is a Colt Lightning.
Your personal effects will be given to your next of kin.
Wonderful.
You served under the great Wyatt Earp yet a criminal.
A waste.
Let me out! Hey! - (knocking) Oh, God, I think I just had a hangover.
Haven't been this close to a revenant in a while.
I mean, you know, not that I know of.
- It's not always obvious.
- Clearly.
OK, what-what if the baby's not his? It doesn't matter, he knows I'm pregnant.
We let him go, they all know.
(Nicole): OK, so we hold him somewhere.
- Yeah.
Say, Hell? - What, execute him? It's what she does, Nicole.
It could be there's another way.
Don't know what it is though.
He might.
I-I got us stuck, I ran like a coward, this is all my fault.
Don't forget, I fornicated with the judge's wife twice.
Oh, God, you even screw up cooler than me.
- What now? - Well, I guess - a firing squad.
- Yeah, and our only weapons are our words.
Look, you said yourself your quarrel is with me.
Let them go.
In harbouring a fugitive, they made themselves accomplices and shall be punished as such.
You are victims of my mistakes, and for that, I am truly sorry, gentlemen, but I'm not going down without a fight.
So ready yourselves.
John Henry Holliday, you've received a sentence of death for seduction with intent to fornicate with the wife of the honourable Justice Stanley Parker twice.
Doc Holliday is a class-A pain in the ass but he's also one of the most loyal and solid and fearless man I've ever met.
Yeah, he can be a polecat sometimes, but he's a changed man.
He's redeemed himself many times over.
And I'm proud to call - this man my brother.
- (emotional music) Son of a bitch! Uh, it was it was a great speech.
- No, they branded me.
- (whooshing sound) The five circles, each indicate a point on the five-sided star.
The U.
S.
Marshals' badge.
- You are all unusually close.
- Yeah, I know.
- Reeves? - Yes? - Now, as I was saying - Bass Reeves! - Do I know you? - You're a legend! - You're the reason why I wanted to be a lawman! - Lovely.
Now, any last words? I got three! Justice integrity and service.
- That's our motto.
- Yeah.
Mine too.
- Going to my pocket.
- Slowly.
I'm a supervisory deputy marshal, and I have several deputies under my command.
You outrank me.
Yeah, boys, he is who he says he is.
Sir! Sir.
Doc Holliday is under my jurisdiction, gentlemen, and, uh, you are relieved of your duties in this particular case.
As you wish, Deputy Marshal.
As for Doc Holliday Thank you.
Doc Holliday, you - are pardoned.
- Alright, boys, that means we can get some rest.
Give him back - the weapons.
I'm tired.
- That's right.
I'm so tired.
(Dolls and Jeremy laughing) - Whoo! - Yes! That was that was Bass Reeves, man! What? The guy's a legend.
So, you mean any of those things you said? Nah.
It was just to buy time.
You do.
- (birds singing) - What makes you think - this kid could be yours? - A revenant breeding with a human? Unlikely, yeah, but rumour is it's happened before.
(Wynonna): That's the problem with rumours: people tend to believe them.
This is history.
I'm gonna go down as the revenant that got the heir - preggers.
- Not if we don't tell anyone.
I remember that night.
You stumbling in all doe-eyed drunk, working those West-coast hips to a little Lana teasing out lap dances for free.
- Stop it! - The place was crawling with revenants, and here you were performing for them all.
Of course, I was the only one that knew you were the heir.
I admit I was hoping you'd be a bit more of a challenge.
I always heard you had a mouth on you.
And you do.
Hmm, baby, one smile from me, and those legs - popped right open.
- Shut - your stupid, sexist pie hole! - I believe we were talking - about her pie hole.
- Enough.
You see, we always thought the best way to defeat the heir was to kill her, Lucky for us, she's a whore who defeated herself by letting one of us get inside of her.
Must be frustrating for you how much the world is changed.
- I'm your kid's father.
- You're a boring cliché.
I'm gonna raise this kid to be good and strong, and everything you're not.
You know, an Earp.
I'd say, "and don't you forget it," but you ain't got that kind of time.
- (crackling sounds) - (Jonas grunting) (soft music) Here's to single motherhood.
- You're a superhero.
- (Wynonna scoffing) Same damn thing.
- Wynonna - Hmm? This baby, what is it? Ours.
(stirring music) - Is it gonna leave a mark? - Nah, it's superficial.
- You had no plan out there, huh? - Oh, I still had time.
They hadn't cocked their guns yet.
Why? Did you? Old 45s can't pierce body armour.
Thought it'd absorb a few hits, then take 'em out while they reloaded.
Body armour, and you couldn't have shared? Particularly as only you could touch them for some reason.
Yeah, we share a likeness.
We're both marshals.
Boom.
I've oft brought calamity onto others, on that you are correct, but believe me, I do not always get what I want! Well, you are the father.
Because we need you to be a father.
(sighing): Those marshals found you after all this time, what do you think has changed? I was at the bottom of a well for a long time, but now, uh, there is someone I need to visit.
How long until this bond wears off? I think it already has.
And Jeremy, he's no wizard.
Shhh! (Dolls chuckling) Here, man.
I suppose I could linger.
She's not going anywhere.
I have an ultrasound booked next week, but if my OBGYN is expecting samples, tough luck, she ain't getting any.
Ha! I already know the pre-existing conditions on the one hand, revenant-it is, on the other, Wyatt Earp's best friend.
(Wynonna sighing) Fakakte.
I'm sorry.
I kind of talked to Doc.
Waverly, what? I I was trying to be supportive, you know.
I thought you told him.
- No.
Chickened out.
Then I chickened out about telling you I chickened out, so Whoops.
Look, whoever the dad is, all that matters is that this baby There I said it, baby.
Still weird.
It's an Earp.
As Earp as you and me.
Hey, you're Auntie Waverly.
Yay! You need to teach this thing its history.
- (chuckling) - (soft music) - Hey, what's going on? - (Waverly sniffling) Wave.
What about my history? Waverly.
I don't think I'm your sister or even an Earp at all.
What?