Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles s02e16 Episode Script

Previously on Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles There's a warehouse in the desert.
They're building something there metal.
- Who are you? - Winston.
Where's the metal? I talked to your mom.
She found something.
Is it real this time? I detected this audio transmission on an unsecured line.
- Got a breach man shot out.
- Shut the place down! You mind telling me where you keep your demolition materials? God, I hate funerals.
Anybody who knew anything is already dead.
Well, I'm not.
Did you know my husband, Sarah? The whole place was wired, every house.
Every move anyone ever made was being watched.
Mom, you've been sick.
Chasing robots will do that to you.
Midnight is the witching hour If you believe that kind of thing, and most people won't admit it.
Midnight is the time when a door opens from our world into the next, and we are visited by the dark spirits of the shadow lands.
The incubus, the succubus, the old hag.
Visitors are known by many names, but each story bears the same marks.
The demons come after midnight in the first three hours of the new day when we are alone and vulnerable, deep asleep and helpless, when we cannot move.
They lay on us, press on us, suffocate us.
Take from us what is most precious.
Our lives, our love, our sanity.
Our sleep.
If you believe in that kind of thing.
Where are you? In an industrial park near downtown.
God, mom, it's almost 12:00.
I was hoping you were asleep.
Well, it didn't take.
What are you doing? I got a lead off the surveillance tapes of Charm Acres.
And how many hours of people sleeping did you have to watch? All of them.
So where are you? Western Iron and Metal.
They supply specialty metal tooling equipment to desert Heat and Air.
They're connected to Skynet? You should get on the computer, find out who owns the place.
I'm on it.
Sarah, you had another nightmare.
I can't stay here anymore.
You've only been here one night.
Feels a lot longer.
We don't have enough data to prescribe a treatment.
The first night only establishes a baseline.
I'll be fine.
You go home now, things'll only get worse.
You think two weeks without sleep is bad? Try two or three years.
It happens.
Everyone needs their sleep.
Not everyone.
You do.
I'm gonna get you some coffee.
But I have to warn you, this is a decaf-only facility, all right? - Can I help you? - Who are you? I'm your roommate.
Dana.
- When did you get here? - Last night while you were asleep.
Not really asleep.
More like thrashing and screaming in your bed.
What's with the lighter? - What lighter? - The one in your bra.
Trying to give up smoking.
- In a sleep clinic? - Yeah, I've got sleep problems too.
The doctors think it's related to my chronic fatigue, which they believe was caused by my eating disorder, which is why I had the lap band surgery.
You know, the stapling your stomach.
But are the doctors satisfied with that? No! They wanna take away all my vices.
Well, that's not gonna happen.
- Girl's gotta sin sometime.
- Hence, the smoking.
Yeah, that and the younger men.
- Mom.
- Hey, tiger! It's visiting time.
Cameron's in the cafeteria.
Do me a favor.
Let's keep this our little secret.
There you go.
Scrambled or hard boiled? Scrambled.
You need a carbohydrate that makes up at least 15% of your daily allowance.
Those won't be as good as yours.
You made pancakes? I added a teaspoon of vanilla to your recipe.
- I don't have a recipe.
- The recipe on the box.
Not as good as hers? Not as good as food.
Tomorrow I'll bring you something real to eat.
- They have anything to say? - About what? About what? About why you're not sleeping.
They figured out why? Besides the fact the world's about to end? You used to sleep well.
I shouldn't be here.
I should be at home.
We're fine at home.
Everything's fine.
This was a mistake.
No, this This is necessary.
Mom you're useless like this.
You haven't slept in two weeks.
You fell down the stairs.
If you don't take care of yourself, something worse might happen.
You need to get better.
I need you to get better.
Don't forget You're not her.
Please get some sleep.
You're dead.
I killed you.
And I killed you.
One of us is gonna have to step it up.
Episode 2x16 V 1.
00 So You wanna know who I am? That's the first thing most people ask, first thing that comes out of their mouths when the gag comes off And they keep asking it over and over again.
Psychiatrists say naming things gives people power over them.
They're dead wrong on that.
I already know who you are.
Yeah, right.
I forgot.
And you found Western Iron and Metal.
Of course, I never expected anything less from the girl that used a cross-dresser and a hypnotherapist to find us.
You know, I gotta admit, I didn't see that one comin'.
You won't see the next one coming either.
Oh, I beg to differ, ma'am.
I beg to differ.
So who do you work for? I work alone.
Somebody blew up our factory while you were getting patched up.
Was that your boyfriend on the phone? What are you guys, some kind of a Bonnie and Clyde type operation? I said, was that your Clyde on the phone? Why don't you come closer, and I'll tell you? So you can bite my face off? No.
I don't think so.
See those seeds? I go through about a bag in three hours.
Little habit I picked up when I quit smoking.
Before I finish that bag, you're gonna talk.
Special recipe.
It'll have you singin' Like Sunday choir.
What's wrong? Gel too cold? Most people don't like the electrodes first time.
Makes 'em feel like Frankenstein.
You'll get used to it.
I'm willing to bet you sleep better tonight.
What's happening to me? Let me show you something.
These are our observation machines.
And this is your chart.
There are 5 stages to the sleep cycle.
The fifth stage is the most active Increased respiration rate, blood pressure, brain activity.
Rem sleep, when most dreaming occurs.
It's rare, but sometimes night terrors like the ones you're experiencing can I never said I was experiencing night terrors.
You don't have to.
Your chart tells us everything we need to know.
Night terrors can be caused by a brain tumor.
Cancer.
Which, as far as we can tell, you don't have.
MRI showed your brain was clear.
No heart disease, nocturnal asthma or sleep apnea.
What's wrong with you is in your head.
And by your head, I mean your mind.
Therapy to reduce anxiety is part of the usual treatment.
Have you ever Seen a therapist? A lot of people find talking one-on-one to be very helpful in breaking down what's really going on.
Tried it.
Didn't take.
How 'bout a prescription? Diazepam usually helps.
Don't like drugs.
Speaking of drugs Has your roommate been smoking again? I'm not interested in being anybody's mother.
I've got two kids of my own, and that's enough Did you know about this? Besides all the other obvious hazards, nicotine is a stimulant.
Hits the brain in seven seconds and adds 20 heartbeats per minute.
I quit smoking years ago.
I've got too much excitement in my life.
Yeah, don't we all? Well, I have to file a report on this.
I'll be back later to attach your electrodes.
It's a dream catcher.
It's supposed to catch nightmares.
Hector made me one too.
- Hector? - The cleaning guy.
You know, Papi Chulo with the neck tattoo? You look tired.
You should take that as a compliment.
I ran into nurse Ratched in the hallway.
She smacked my bum for the cigarette and gave me some sleeping pills.
The good stuff.
So what about you? Drowning, being chased, teeth falling out? Being chased should probably cover it.
You're running away from something you don't want to deal with.
At least that's what they say, anyway.
And you? I burn alive.
Yeah, my whole body just catches fire.
I try and I try.
I can't put myself out.
Anxiety about quitting smoking.
Yeah, that or I was a witch in another life.
They say if you die in your dreams, you die in real life.
Oh, I've died a thousand times.
Never gets any easier.
Of all the nightmares it's caught, surprisingly it hasn't spilled them out.
Do the bad guys ever catch you? That's a Quite a collection.
Bullet wounds, stabbings.
Emergency C-section.
But that's plenty old, that last one.
Your child must be They'll kill you Just like they killed everyone else.
- They? - Your bosses, Kaliba.
They blew up your factory, killed 30 of their own people.
Lady, you're insane.
Why would anyone blow up their own factory? - To hide what you were building.
- And what was that? The end.
You are very dramatic.
Diana thought you were a good man.
What do you think she'd say if she saw you now? You You leave my wife out of this You crazy bitch.
Dana? Dana, wake up.
Dana, wake up.
Your electrodes came off last night.
Did you take them off? I don't remember.
Are you a sleepwalker? It's happened once or twice.
You didn't mention that in your intake.
Must have slipped my mind.
I'm sorry.
So you don't remember getting out of bed last night.
I don't remember anything.
Salvador Dali often explored the subconscious in the dream world in his work.
Are your dreams like this painting? Everyone's dreams are different.
Guess it depends on what's stuck in your head.
Come on! What's it like to dream? It's sort of like you're in a play or a movie.
It looks real and it feels real How do you know it's not real? Sometimes you don't.
Be careful Yes, thank you.
What's wrong? Something strange is going on here.
Like what? I woke up last night and saw the nurse giving my roommate a shot.
Okay, well, it's a medical clinic.
So what's strange about that? She was passed out.
She had already taken sleeping pills.
So you think the nurse is What, like the angel of death? After she gave her the shot, she went downstairs to a room in the basement.
Well, she looks all right.
She's not.
No one is.
Mom - Did you sleep last night? - You think I'm making this up? No.
I don't think you're making this up.
It's just You're a mess.
You don't be fooled, John.
Don't be fooled by anyone's face.
You don't know what's behind anyone's face.
You talking about the guy at the factory? The one who shot you? The one you shot? We don't talk about that.
- We can talk about anything.
- No, we can't.
Is he the one in your nightmares? It's always the same.
He comes out of nowhere.
He grabs me.
Takes me hostage in a van.
What does he want? To know who I am, who I'm working with.
He has me tied up, drugged.
He isn't real.
He can't hurt you anymore.
He's in my head.
I can't get him out.
Look at me.
You did what you had to do.
You defended yourself.
I'm not supposed to defend myself.
I'm supposed to defend you.
Nap time.
Don't worry.
We'll get her to close her eyes.
Come on.
My wife What was she wearing at my funeral? Black.
Hair Down or back? Down, and earrings, pearls.
I bought those for her birthday.
Your salary must be good.
It's the best part of the job.
And the worst? You saw the tapes.
So you know.
First one was the hardest.
Frank? Your neighbor.
His son played lacrosse.
He borrowed my lawnmower every Friday.
He never cleaned the bag.
Why would they want him dead? He kept the books.
Handled the overseas business.
He was a drunk.
Overseas.
So your bosses are foreign.
They fixed me up after you shot me.
Put me in a private clinic.
And I thought it was because they were being kind.
Then I realized they were just patching me up so I could do my job.
What's your job? Like I said First one was the hardest.
You were my first.
You seem surprised.
I just I just figured a badass gal like yourself Never.
I'm glad I didn't break your streak.
I can help you disappear, you and your wife.
They'll hunt us down.
They'll slaughter us.
There are ways to keep 'em off your trail, things I've learned.
Like what? You ditch the van.
Get a new car.
Check into an expensive hotel, the most expensive you can find.
They'll always expect the opposite.
You have my phone.
When I get back to my people, I'll call you.
But we have to move fast so they don't know what's happening.
Her smell.
It's what I miss the most.
Like clean laundry.
Didn't see that one comin' hmm? Get out of the room.
She's in there! - Get her out of the room! - She's in there! Remember I told you something strange was going on? The nurse.
My roommate's dead.
She died last night in a fire.
They claim it's some kind of accident.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe you should come home.
No, not now.
I'd like to give you an update on Dana's condition.
There's a rumor going around the clinic that she didn't pull through.
That's not the case.
Dana is in extremely critical condition, but she is still alive.
This has been a traumatic experience for all of us.
Patients, if you choose to leave the clinic, you may return at any time to complete your treatment.
However, it would be of great value to us, and we think to you, if we could evaluate your sleep patterns during this time of duress.
Whatever you choose, we fully support your decision.
Miss Baum.
I hear you've decided to stay.
I have.
An incident like this increases cortisol levels.
You may find it even more difficult to sleep tonight.
Here.
These should help.
Diazepam.
Like I said, standard treatment for insomnia.
You should take them now.
Good.
I've been meaning to say thank you.
For the dream catcher.
You make them for all the patients? Just the ones who need 'em.
The ones who have nightmares.
Did you know her well? You know, she ain't dead.
Right.
Sorry.
She kept saying she dreamt she died in a fire.
Maybe I shoulda made her a bigger one, huh? A nightmare didn't burn her.
A cigarette did.
She shoulda taken charge.
Taken charge? Of what was goin' on inside her head.
Controlled it.
- You believe it then? - Of course I do.
Coyote.
Does it have mystical significance? Does it protect you, guide you? This? No.
It's just for my girl.
She thinks it's sexy.
- Tell me a story.
- Go to hell.
What most people know about torture's bullcrap.
It's not the pain causes people to talk.
It's the talking causes people pain.
So tell me a story.
You told me a story once in the warehouse, a story about your son.
That's when you let me go.
Thinking back on it, it's funny.
You don't strike me as the sentimental type.
Your story, not mine.
Yeah, but you believed it.
You believed it because you have a child.
I've seen your scar.
My story is your story.
That's why you told it back to me when I asked you.
This is what is important.
This is who you're protecting.
You have a son.
He's your accomplice.
See? That wasn't so hard.
So your son is your accomplice.
You're not Bonnie.
You're Ma Barker.
- He's just a boy.
- A boy you'd die to protect.
Any mother would.
You'd be surprised.
The enemy's like a weed.
Leave any part of it underground, it'll pop right back up when least expected.
You gotta kill the root.
Or in this case the seed.
You won't get anywhere near him.
He's not alone.
I won't have to.
You're his mother.
He'll come to you.
He won't come anywhere near here.
He knows better.
He will.
He will when you ask him.
We don't need to talk anymore.
I won't call him.
I'll die first.
You'd like that to die.
But it's never that easy, is it? Hey, wake up.
You okay? You called me.
The nurse.
She gave me a shot.
Some kind of sedative.
Let's get outta here.
She's gonna keep hurting people.
We have to do something.
Think you can hack the combination? In my sleep.
It's some kind of scanning program.
It's neural activity, brain scans.
- There's files, thousands of them.
- Am I in there? I don't know.
It's by patient number.
All right, there's a ton of data on you.
It's a whole profile.
Delete it.
All of it.
This is a Skynet experiment, John.
They're stealing everything.
- Mom - Sleep is the perfect cover.
Brain's still active, but you don't remember a thing.
- They run a sleep clinic.
- They're not people.
You get rid of it? Nurse Hobson? There's a problem in room 22.
No data.
Miss Baum's electrodes must have slipped off again.
Thank you for explaining.
- Is that everything? - Almost.
- I don't want a trace left.
- I know.
All of it, John.
Get rid of it.
I don't want any of me left in there.
All right, it's gone.
It's all gone, okay? You're all gone.
Whatever she gave me is starting to hit.
This is a restricted area.
How did you get in here? I don't know.
I must have been sleepwalking.
Through a locked door? Sorry.
I'll go back to my room.
Did you know that when a human falls in love, the same areas of the brain light up as when a human is intoxicated? What does that have to do with my nightmares? We don't know yet.
We don't fully understand why humans need to dream.
Humans like you? You drugged me.
What you're experiencing is sleep paralysis.
You want to move, but you can't.
Believe it or not, your body is actually protecting you right now.
You were talking to someone when I entered the room.
Your boy.
The one who came to visit.
Call to him.
I'd die first.
I'm sure you'd like that to die.
It's never that easy.
What is this thing? Mom.
What are you? It's her son.
He helped her blow up the facility.
He's the one we want.
We'll give him a few more hours to show up.
I don't know.
Maybe three.
She gave me a few problems.
Nothing I couldn't handle.
Yeah, I guess we don't need her anymore.
You can trace her cell phone to this location without her alive.
Makes no difference to me.
It's not a problem.
I'll take care of it right now.
Hell It's what she wants.
You're real.
You're real! You're real! A spirit sits on a man's chest.
She is strong, beautiful.
She is here to steal his children.
She is here to steal his future.
He is paralyzed.
The terror in him will burst his heart if he cannot control it.
She is a nightmare, a demon woman, the oldest and most enduring story told by man.
The witching hour is controlled by witches.
She's a bad dream.
She's a bad bitch.