Chosen (2013) s03e02 Episode Script

____ Josie, right? - Mom.
- The Fixers came.
They took the body and everything.
I guess I could try again tomorrow.
You can keep an eye on your brother for me.
- Is he in his room? - Alex? Really? If I got a box, one of your classmate's parents in it, you won't help me get them? Guy's been dead for three hours, corpse is barely cold.
They just tell me where to put them.
- Help! - I'm sorry.
If you wanna live, I need you to listen to me.
Is everything in here? Chosen - S03E02 Dirty Hands Is it me? We can't stay here.
Gotta go.
- Come on.
- I don't wanna die.
I promise you I won't let that happen.
Come on.
- Where are we going? - To get you out of this.
Both of us.
But they won't let us.
They're gonna have to.
Mom, there's something wrong with this one.
No, there's not, you just suck.
Blow me.
- Megan.
- You can't say that to your sister.
- You get any mags in? - Yeah.
- Liar.
- Dick.
- What? You didn't.
- Because you were such a tattle.
Give me that.
Okay, here's the deal.
This one lives in the city.
Works in the city.
Didn't get much on him.
Don't think he's been in the game long so it should probably go pretty quick.
You.
I want you to get one good mag in.
- Mom.
- This isn't a democracy.
True that.
Even if something did happen, it's not like I'm gonna shoot someone, I can't.
What if they take you again, huh? You need to learn how to protect yourself.
Okay, one good reverse, that's it.
No, it's fine, okay.
Megs, I'm serious, come on.
This is so messed up.
I'm a man.
What are you gonna do? Get pregnant with twins and then, run away.
What do you do? Fist to nuts.
- Bat the forearm.
- Hey.
And if they have no nuts? - I head-butt him.
- Yes, right, show me.
No, Mom, I'm not gonna head-butt you.
Not hard, just show me the steps.
No, this is retarded, okay? I wanna go home.
This is serious.
I am dead serious.
Let go of me.
Listen to me.
I'm your mother.
Then why don't you try taking me to the mall, huh? Or teaching me about boys? Or telling me not to smoke? How about we start there? So it's probably not a good time, but I was wondering if maybe I could see Trevor tonight.
If he was a girl, it'd be different, wouldn't it? You know it's not about that.
Alex, I'm proud of you.
- I am.
- Really? You know, it'd be nice if I felt that every once in a while.
Invite him to dinner.
And put your seat belt on.
Hey.
Are you okay? Hey, what's wrong? Where are your parents? Get in the car.
Start the car.
Ellie, close your eyes.
- Jacob.
- Cover your ears too.
Please.
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
- I didn't have a choice.
- There was always a choice.
What do you know? Are you one of them? Are you a Watcher? No.
I've never even seen them.
It was always Max.
Yeah, so you just do whatever he says? You don't get it.
He set this whole thing up.
Because he wants to be like them.
He forced me to play.
He made me a Handler.
Your handler.
The party? The bartender? A setup.
He wanted to make sure you played.
But what happened between us, that was real.
Oh, shut the fuck up.
Don't do that.
If you don't wanna believe me, that's fine.
I don't.
Then shoot me.
Or hit me.
Or bash my goddamn head in, if that's how you like to do it.
How you think you can hurt me any worse than he already has? Come on.
Do it.
Do it.
You're gonna help me find Max.
Get us out of this thing.
Both of us.
Do you understand? Where is Max? Is that good? Did I tell you to stop? Water's getting kind of chilly.
Am I still paying you right now? Am I paying you well? Better than you get paid to have some sad fat hairy man lying on top of you? You, go down on her.
Which? You.
Okay, like, under water? Yeah, underwater.
Okay.
Put your hands on her head.
Your hands.
Put your hands on her head.
Hold her there.
She's gonna try to come up for air.
And you hold her down.
What? Don't let her up.
- Please, don't do this.
- You let her up and I'll shoot you.
She lives, you die.
Which is it? Oh, please, don't make me do this, please.
Oh, my God.
Please.
Please, she's gonna drown.
Please.
Which is it, you or her? Please.
Which is it? Forget it.
Yeah? Your champagne, Mr.
Gregory.
Just leave it.
Something came for you too.
- For me? - Yeah.
No one knows I'm here.
It has your name on it.
Looks like a box of cigars.
- Champagne? - No.
Go away.
- Anything else? - No! Leave.
You can put the gun away now.
Thank you, but I'll make that decision.
Who else is here? Nobody.
Is your place wired? - The Watchers? - I don't know.
Get the phone, call Max right now.
He's not gonna pick up.
Tell him that he's going to help us.
Try.
He's not picking up.
Keep trying.
- Keep trying.
- Let me look at that.
Stop.
Don't you dare touch me.
You are no good to her if you don't let me help you.
It's okay.
You're gonna need stitches.
Henry, we need to talk.
Perfect timing.
I want you to look at this.
Sasha, in Covina.
Got her husband's mistress on the third hunt.
Didn't know who she was.
Just found out.
It's all she needed.
She's gonna do it now, watch.
We got her an 1873 colt.
Thing barely worked.
Oh, here she goes.
- Drink? - No.
Yeah.
Get him something.
What do you drink? Vodka cranberry.
Another of these as well.
You should be very proud.
The hunts look great.
Really thorough coverage.
Your system's unprecedented.
Yeah, I know.
And that's why you wanted it.
What is this? - Why is my name on it? - Because it's yours.
That's insane.
- I can't be in the game.
- Why not? Anyone can.
Because Because I'm one of you.
You are? - You sold us your security interface.
- Right - And in return - In return, nothing.
In return, you do what I tell you to do.
I really look forward to watching you, though.
Seeing you get your hands dirty.
So, what now? Now? You have 70 hours.
If I do it? If you do it? If you do it, we won't dissolve your company.
Dissolve my company? - You can't dissolve my company.
- I can't? No.
You need it just as much as I do.
I need your interface.
I need your hardware and your software.
I have all that now.
I don't need your books or you.
Did you think because we let you watch, that you're one of us? You dropped something.
Go fuck yourself.
Careful.
Ex-Navy SEAL.
Went AWOL after a friendly fire incident.
He's actually a pretty good shot.
Well, when he's When he's sober.
You need me to call, tell them you're coming back? No, I already did.
Shouldn't smoke, you know.
Your father smoked two packs a day as long as I knew him.
Seems to be doing just fine.
- He won't live long.
- Good.
- Alex.
- You didn't even know him.
What? What? And you did? God, we're the same age, idiot.
Well, at least I tried to get to know him.
Okay, enough.
It's true, he can't form his own opinion about the guy because you never told us about him.
- Maybe it's just not your business.
- He's my father, he's my business.
You made that You know what, I didn't have a choice.
Don't make that face at me, I'm serious.
- You don't understand.
- Mom.
- Whatever, Mom.
- Megan.
- Mom.
- You're too young.
- Mom! - Down! - Mom! - Keep your heads down.
How did they even find us? - Mom.
- Alex, glove box.
Put the mag in.
- Which one? The long one? - Yes.
Aim for the tires.
What? The tires, use the mirrors to aim.
Keep your head in.
We just need to get home, lock down and get the upper hand.