Wynonna Earp (2016) s03e10 Episode Script

1 Previously on Wynonna Earp Where you been, pervert? You and Juan Carlo and Constance sealed Bulshar underground! There has to be a way to beat him.
Soon that weapon will be mine.
- I don't feel well.
- Give me the ring!!! - Take it!! - [BOBO.]
: Your father's ring.
- It found you.
- Waverly Earp, you sweet little lesbian, you did it, you healed me! Bulshar was looking for the Garden.
You need the Tower to get into the Garden.
Peacemaker is the Tower.
- What does he want? - You'll let them go? Say you did not give up Wyatt Earp's gun.
- - "The guardians were powerless in the face of evil that the serpent was perpetrating.
What could they do? Their remit was to stand by idly, even as a new reign of terror began.
" Forgive me, Father Juan Carlo.
Wyatt Earp is coming.
And right on time.
The Blood Eclipse occurs on this very night.
I had hoped we would be spared.
Spared? Bulshar spares none.
Hope, Robert, is God's greatest gift to us.
Miss Maeve? Do you hope? Do you dare? That is not for me to say, Mr.
Svane.
I'll return this to your room, Padre.
No.
No.
Take it home.
Conceal it.
Yes, Padre.
Robert.
We need to ride to the flats.
We need to get Peacemaker to the champion.
Yes, Father.
With haste we must.
We must, we must, we must We must increase our bust? Bobo, I'm begging you.
Give me something I can hold onto.
Please.
Yes.
Hope.
But it's gone.
It's gone.
It's gone.
Guess you must feel pretty useless too, huh, Bobo? We are the heirs of cruelty and torture.
I'm sorry, we have to keep you in here.
No.
I can't be trusted.
- [DOOR OPENING.]
- Out of the mouths of Bae.
Hi.
We brought you a quintuple-shot latte.
Yeah, the barista said it was like drinking a liter of espresso straight-up, but we made her make it anyhoo.
It'll do.
- Are you okay? - Meh.
Bobo knows something that might help with this whole end-of-the-world mishigas.
But he can't pull it off his French-fried hard drive.
I'm worried about you.
With Doc and your gun gone, you know? Even allowing for the whole end-of-the-world mishigas.
- Alright, I gotta go.
- Where? I don't know.
Just I can't sit here and do this.
Research is your thing.
Hey.
You're still the heir, Wynonna.
We're counting on you.
Spoiler alert: being the heir sucks balls.
[EXPLOSION.]
Ah! Come and get it, Chosen One.
[THEME MUSIC.]
'Cause I gave you all I got to give I know that ain't no way to live I told that devil To take you back I told that devil to take you back Bulshar knows where the Garden of Eden is, and he has the key to open it.
What do we have? Uh each other? Squat.
And and really great calves.
Both of us.
Seriously, have you ever contemplated these? [CHUCKLING.]
Yeah, that's all genetics, too.
Like, I don't even take the stairs.
Well, it sucks that those works of art will be destroyed by Bulshar's reign of evil.
Yeah, my gams are the real victims here.
Hey, all I'm trying to say is we can't give up.
We can't.
I know, but I don't know what else to look at! We've read every bit of history and research we could get our hands on and and it's not like Bulshar has Pinterest! Whenever I'm confused watching Game of Thrones, I, uh, watch a recap of the season to remember which bearded guy cut off the head of the other bearded guy Care Bear, looming apocalypse? We need a recap.
Okay.
Okay.
Right.
We know Bulshar has some kind of power over the woods.
Yeah, that guy would kill on Tinder.
Like if the Giving Tree had sex with a Stephen King story.
He wants into the Garden.
Do we know why? Maybe that's tree-related too.
Yeah, the Bible claims there were two trees in the Garden of Eden.
Right? The Tree of Life and the Tree of Knowledge.
Not only the Bible, but the Kabbalah, the Talmud, the Qu'ran and that really weird Hugh Jackman film.
But it's in Purgatory? We don't even have an Ikea! [LOUD BANGING.]
Let me out!! I want out of this cage.
Now.
Well, a cage has bars.
It's technically more of a terrarium.
Yeah, that's usually where people keep lizards, so [GROWLING SOFTLY.]
He took her book.
- Who? - [GROWLING SOFTLY.]
- [HAMMERING.]
- Doc? - Hey, gorgeous.
- What are you doing? Well, if you start early, it encourages growth.
I'm fixing your lawnmower.
We have a lawnmower? No, see, you're Wynonna Earp, you're supposed to say, uh "Is that code?" And I say, "No, but I'd like it to be.
" And then you say, um "My lawn is perfectly trimmed.
" And I say something We're T-minus 24 hours to an apocalypse.
Everyone's gonna die.
Huh Well, if we don't, you're gonna want a nice soft place to have a picnic.
- [CHUCKLING.]
- [SIGHING.]
We're hugging? - Shush.
- You're hugging me? Should I be nice and normal more or never, ever again? - I said shush.
- Okay, shushing now.
- Doc.
- Doc? - Doc.
- Doc what? Doc bit your maybe boyfriend? I feel you, son.
- Ask Holliday about a witch.
- Okay.
Her name is Juan Carlo.
Juan Carlo.
No.
No! No, Bobo! Juan Carlo was the Father.
Remember? No! Juan Carlo said they were wrong.
He defended her when no one else did.
They didn't care.
They never cared.
[GRUNTING.]
He's coming.
- Bobo.
- He's coming.
- Bobo, stay with me.
- Ride for the flats! - Ride for the flats!! - Bobo! Bobo, wait! - And he's gone.
- Gone from what? You guys capture a pterodactyl or something? No, it's just Bobo.
Flipping the flip out.
You want me to flip him in the flippers? Balls.
Do you want me to kick him in the in in the balls? No.
Okay.
Hey, do you know where Doc is? Uh, no, but I'm pretty sure I can find him.
Good.
Ask him who Maeve was.
Kinda thought you might be avoiding me again.
No, just been busy.
If anybody was gonna get cold feet after a date involving a reanimated witch, - I figured it'd be me.
- Yeah, well, that was cool.
- Some might say super cool.
- But then I got, uh stuck in a booby-trapped house with a vampire, a demon and an over-dramatic douche in a fur coat.
Plus the world's ending any minute, so smoke 'em if you got 'em.
I don't got 'em.
Bulshar turned people into trees and used their root system to find the Garden as in, the the Garden.
It's it's pretty ingenious, actually.
Are you fan-girling the bad guy? He's winning.
And I'm just not sure what other options are on my tiny little table at the moment.
[CAR DOOR CLOSING.]
We could go see who that is.
You got your magic gun ready to go? - I gave it to my mortal enemy.
- You what? To be fair, it was a regift.
Wait a minute.
You did what? We doin' this or not? You're on my porch! Wow, you're a regular Mariska Hargitay.
- No gun.
- No.
[GRUNTING.]
- [GROANING.]
- Who the hell are you now? I'm Kevin.
And I'm gonna help you save the world, Earp.
Next time, lead with that.
[BACKGROUND CHATTER AND MUSIC.]
Take it.
The money's in the menu.
It's too much.
I only brought one.
One bag? You brought me one bag?! All I could get without catching shit.
Make it last.
[GROWLING.]
You know, you have a liquor license.
You don't have to brown-bag it in your own bar.
Officer Haught.
Unless that isn't illicit hooch and something way grosser.
Bloody Mary mix it is not.
I have a contact at the veterinarian clinic.
He assures me You know what? It's probably better I don't know.
Right.
I do apologize for involving you in my intimate affairs.
Can't Kate help you with, uh, that? No.
No, she's gone without a trace.
She always did have a flair for the dramatic.
Because Wynonna? That is also a rather intimate affair.
Just know I would do whatever I can to keep her safe.
Okay, good.
'Cause I'm here to drag you on a recon mission.
Because Wynonna and Bulshar.
What do you need? Bobo said for me to ask you about this.
Maeve.
Her name is Maeve Perley.
Maeve as in "Matte the Blacksmith and Gretta when you wish upon a bitch" Perley? Nobody ever really leaves Purgatory.
Look, there's something about Maeve having a book.
She kept it for Juan Carlo? - At the Perley homestead.
- Worth a shot.
I will accompany you, but, uh I find myself rather powerful hungry, Officer Haught.
And as this state of being is, uh, rather new to me, you have my permission to defend yourself should I should I cross any boundaries.
- Wooden bullets.
- Yeah, so I've got it covered.
- Thank you, though.
- No.
Thank you.
I'm a representative of a long line of ambassadors tasked with looking after the balance in the world.
- She's like the Williams sisters.
- And your name's Kevin? Did I stutter? God.
Usually, we only watch.
We observe and record, but don't participate.
But these are desperate times.
Well, no kidding.
I just spent months in a demon-run alt-reality prison.
Do you truly intend to go up against the beast with no training, no blade? And is that what you are wearing? - Hey.
- As in, hey, guess what, Kevin knows of a weapon that may stop said beast.
- Are you for real? - Are you? You drink too much, you couldn't find your ass with a map - Where is it? I dunno.
- And you are literally our only hope.
That's what I've been saying! Hey, I took an extraordinary risk coming here.
My bosses, the Menfolk, do not think you deserve this weapon or can wield it, but I'm fairly sick of their boy bullshit.
And I'm fairly certain that if you weren't such a douchebag, we could hang.
Hmm.
It'll come at a cost, to you and your team.
- It always does.
- Well, then, say your goodbyes and switch those pants.
You're going hunting.
Again, I'm not changing this outfit.
Well, times like these, I really wish I could force people to do things.
For their own good.
But I cannot say more in front of the civilian.
Well, I'm a firefighter.
You seriously have a line on an actual Bulshar killer? Chucky? Quick porch chat.
- You're kidding.
- Yeah, she'll do that.
You don't even know what this woman is.
I know she can rock a suit and karate chops necks like a champ.
- She called me a civilian.
- Yeah, it's a compliment.
It means you're not a supernatural weirdo.
Okay, look, look, Wynonna, I baby-sat your vampire ex-boyfriend for you.
- Yes.
- I killed a bunch of psycho dudes dressed up as beekeepers and I yanked the arm off some zombie witch.
For you.
Very helpful.
And now I am gonna need you to scoot your boots.
I just don't know what's happening here.
Well it's fine, 'cause it's not about you.
Is it ever gonna be about me? I'm trying to stop a bloody apocalypse, okay? So maybe not the time to pull out the needy act.
Needy? Wynonna, I'm trying to actually help you.
You don't even know who this random lady is.
Okay, let's just press pause on this and resume the butt-hurt song and dance after I off Bulshar.
- Make sense? - [CHUCKLING RUEFULLY.]
Yep.
We can definitely press pause on this.
No problem.
Charlie Tsk.
You can for sure mow my lawn in the spring! If we even get to spring.
- You must be the sister.
- Yeah.
Where's the other sister? Oh, she got dragged outside by Mr.
Flame.
Hey, does your boyfriend tell you what to do too? - [DOOR OPENING.]
- Don't have a boyfriend.
Is it the bangs? Weather update: being the heir still sucks balls.
Appreciate the weather update.
Now can I have the "there's a woman in our kitchen eating our pickles" update? She says she's from a mysterious bunch of World savers.
And you believe her? I believe we're running out of options, my gun is gone.
Plus Miss Maître D' claims she can help us find a special weapon.
One that'll take down Bulshar.
It's a magical arm.
Grab a pickle.
Maeve.
Some people claimed she was a witch.
Well, it does seem to run in the family.
She lived alone, she wrote in books all day, she would not speak to men.
Sounds like my kind of woman.
She helped other women with, uh, women things.
Childbirth not having children.
I bet this has a happy ending.
Mob came, all riled up, and got to her just mere days before Wyatt shot old Sheriff Clootie.
Bulshar.
They burned her at the stake.
Jesus.
You serious? I thought you should be aware before we go in.
Bulshar's severed arm is still in the mine where he was entombed.
I confirmed it myself.
- But didn't get it? - That would be interfering.
I was really hoping for more of a flamethrower.
A ride-on flamethrower with cup-holders.
- And heated seats.
- And a hula girl on the dash! Nope, just the arm.
Only the champion can retrieve it.
Then we synthesize a weapon to defeat him.
It's about as logical as using people trees to find the Garden of Eden.
Yeah, except the mine is totally unstable.
Right? Really dangerous.
It could collapse.
- Okay, I'm in.
- Me too.
You know I want your help, baby girl, but But what? No, I'm not gonna sit here waiting for the world to end, what eating pickles?! Who asked you to eat pickles? So you girls really gonna do this, huh? Don't be pushy, brine breath.
- Please? - Yeah, we are.
Ride or die.
My money's on die.
Gretta, you in here? Gretta's vehicle is not in the drive.
There are no shoes in the doorway.
She has apparently turned off the heat.
She's gone.
Yeah, there seems to be a lot of that going around town these days.
Like the town folk know something is comin'.
Oof.
It's freezing in here.
If we are gonna continue our search, we need a fire.
[DISEMBODIED MOANING.]
How dare you enter my home?! Maeve Perley?! Is that you? I am John Henry Holliday! You are Wyatt Earp's boyfriend.
Yeah, fine.
Did you keep a journal for the Padre Juan Carlo? [MAEVE LAUGHING.]
Uh, okay.
- The world is ending, Maeve.
- What do I care? I'm locked in fire for eternity! No body, no boys, no booze.
That book could really help us out.
"That book could really help us out.
" Okay, I'm pretty good with teen girls.
You just quit it with the poker.
Let me take it, okay? Hey, Maeve.
Hi.
Um, Officer Nicole Haught here.
Yeah, this isn't gonna work.
- [NICOLE COUGHING.]
- [MAEVE RAGING.]
[COUGHING.]
[MAVE.]
: Oh, hush! That's right.
You shut your little mouth, John Henry.
- Nicole? - Not anymore.
Hi.
[LAUGHING.]
[WAVERLY.]
: Okay, so all we do is we find Bulshar's arm and then we get out of here.
- Easy-breezy tequila squeezy.
- That's not how that goes.
I don't take that from someone wearing an oven mitt.
- It's a precaution.
- It's fugly.
Well, it's the only one Mercedes had, okay? Mercedes? I still haven't had the chance to tell you that I saw her.
- How's her face? - What face? - Oof.
- Yeah.
Once we stop the apocalypse, I'll make her redneck margaritas, buy her a dress with pockets.
She'll plotz.
[LOUD SCREAMING.]
You get out of my friend! Something is different about you, John Henry.
[EXCLAIMING.]
Oh You're undead.
Well, that's gonna make this really easy.
See I need, like, a fresh body.
To move into.
Ah.
[LAUGHING.]
Here vampire.
[GRUMBLING.]
Do you want the book that tells you how to defeat Bulshar? Okay.
Well, then why don't you kill her, and give me this body? Okay? [LOUD SCREAMING.]
[EXPLOSION.]
What the hell's that? Yeti? Porg? Whole bunch of puppies wearing a trench coat? Wait! This was a uranium mine back in the day.
So my guess: radioactive Revenant? [HIGH-PITCHED SCREAMING.]
How come it's never puppies? Come on.
Just a little nibble? - Sheriff Haught is my friend.
- I [EXCLAIMING.]
I, like cannot stay in here much longer.
So [GASPING.]
you need to go and fetch me a new corpse, and then you get your book.
Oh, and you have to kill it in front of me so there's no time for organ failure.
No.
No, there is no bargain here, Perley.
Now you get out of that body this instant! Make me.
- Okay.
- Oh, yes.
Oh, thank kale it's not salad.
You know, eating fried potatoes is my payback against the bad man who made me regurgitate dirt for the last month.
- You're feeling okay now, right? - Yeah, peachy.
I mean, I did cough up a blueberry the other day, but that's just because my blender sucks.
[GROWLING.]
Oh, uh, hey there.
Nice ombré.
- [GROWLING SOFTLY.]
- [PHONE BUZZING.]
This is Jeremy Chetri's phone if this is Doc Holliday calling.
Jeremy, I know that you're there! And I'm not talking to you, so, uh, leave a message after the never! Is that Doc? Hey, Doc.
Don't say hi to Doc.
He bit you! Look, Doc, I'm not talking to you.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What do you mean, possessed? Okay, so much for Plan A, B, C, D, E, F.
- Any other ideas? - Does he look kinda familiar to you? Dude, even I've never been that drunk.
Oh! Oh, my God, I knew getting back into my research would pay off! That's One Armed Clint! - Who? - Okay, back in the day, Clint killed a miner for his claim and then hid out in this mine.
Wyatt came to arrest him, blew the mine to force him out, and then Clint got trapped! Super-great history lesson, Waves.
That guy has two arms.
[GROWLING.]
- Uh, Wynonna? - Mm-hmm.
- That right arm, it's not his.
- Hmm? It's Bulshar's.
Damn, Two Arm Clint.
Ah, Jeremy.
Thank God.
Okay, I am here for her, not for you, and I like your new shirt.
Dammit.
D'you guys think this is natural? Oh! Maybe I'll give her a pixie cut.
Oh, and look! Copper's down with Victoria's Secret! What? Mattie and Gretta had catalogues.
Okay, Nicole, what are you ? [SNIFFING.]
Oh, I was hoping for broader shoulders, but your eyebrows are on fleek.
Just because I have a thin frame doesn't mean I don't have definition under here.
Oh, ho.
Oh Mm Mm.
Okay.
Okay.
Wow.
What do you know.
The kid does own a Shake Weight.
What is happening to my shirt? Whoa.
Whoa, whoa! Oh! God! Ah! It itches! - [EXCLAIMING.]
- Hey, hey, listen.
Maeve, this is not your new body.
Yeah, no kidding! I need someone more pure.
As in purely human.
[EXCLAIMING AND GROANING.]
Oh, God.
Your loss, lady.
- Argh! - Oh, God.
- Jeremy.
- Yeah.
[LAUGHING.]
Just so you know, he does not like you very much right now.
Okay, how do we even know she has the journal? Okay, this is gross.
- Crap! I'm all outta bullets! - [WYNONNA SIGHING.]
Well [GRUNTING.]
Oh, shit.
Gonna have to "dark-alley date-rapist" this dude.
What? - Ah!!! - [REVENANT SCREAMING.]
- [WYNONNA SCREAMING.]
- [WAVERLY.]
: What happened?! What happened?! Oh! Holy Hiroshima! I was right again! Dude is radioactive! - Ugh! Congrats.
- Oh, my God! There is no prize.
Unless you have any idea on how to kill a Revenant we can't touch.
Maybe we need more oven mitts? Uh, we're definitely gonna need more keys.
Pfft [GRUNTING.]
And also [WAVERLY EXCLAIMING.]
[STAMMERING.]
Oh, God, he's coming! Eventually.
[WYNONNA GROANING.]
Turtle race to the death.
Oh.
Oh!! No signal!! - What? - No signal! - How much further till town? - Ten miles at least.
I'll never make it.
We have nothing to stop him with, so What about this? You melted a demon jeweller's face! No, but I don't know how I did it! You just wanted to and you touched him and you did Yeah, but I can't touch Clint! Remember? He's toxic! - Oh, look.
Gardner House.
- What? It's not far from here.
- Yes.
- [REVENANT SHOUTING.]
[MUFFLED MUSIC.]
- You can put that down.
- Nope.
No, I'm-I'm-I'm watching you.
Got my orders.
You've had your eyes closed for the last 10 minutes listening.
What are you listening to? - It's jazz.
- I like avant-garde.
The more experimental, the better.
I get it.
So if I let you listen, open the door Don't open the door.
So who is it? Sun Ra? Coleman? Oh, uh, no, it's, uh, Colin Stetson.
Colin Yeah, the song is called Like Wolves on the Fold? I dig wolves.
Maybe you'll dig this.
[TINNY JAZZ PLAYING.]
Saxophone.
The devil's horn.
No.
That wasn't made in hell.
Uh, no, not in hell.
It's, uh, Montreal.
He's from Montreal.
You see, the problem with humans is that sometimes sometimes you make truly beautiful things.
I can't figure it out, Bobo.
Are you a good guy, or a bad guy? Can we listen some more? Just for a little while.
Sure.
Definitely from the late nineteenth century.
Smells like horse and everything.
Yep.
Maeve.
Where is the rest of that journal? - I dunno.
- Cough it up.
Actually, for Nicole's sake, maybe don't.
No, I don't think I'm gonna do that.
Unless you're ready to give me this body!! This is not a negotiation.
Give me this scarlet Madonna, or get the hell outta my crib!!! What did you do to get her so peeved? She's a teenage ghost witch! Okay.
Come on, vampire.
Her blood is so sweet, I can sense it! Just one little bite? Doc doesn't bite his friends! Anymore.
Then you'll never get your hypocritical hands on that book! [LAUGHING.]
I'm gonna burn it.
How could you burn it with no body? - Yes! - No! No! Oh, God, no! Please don't arrest me for this later, Nicole! You're deceptively strong.
- Yeah, I told you! - [MAEVE LAUGHING.]
- [EXCLAIMING.]
- [PANTING.]
This is it! This is Juan Carlo's journal.
Oh! You're not getting out of here alive.
Well, then you'll never get your freshly killed body.
Oh, I might.
What good is a new body with a hole in the head? Yeah, I mean, you can't walk around like that.
Your sunglasses would sit crooked.
- I don't know.
- Then you two get nothing!!! Nicole? [MOANING.]
Ow.
Listen.
This book needs to get back to BBD.
I will torture you with apologies along the way.
We're toast.
- [GRUNTING.]
- Mercedes! - Ever heard of a doorbell? - [BOTH.]
: Your face! My freakin' face! It's, like, totally better! - Girl, you look fine as hell! - And you look less pregnant.
Oof.
We're all doing so great.
Mm.
Except there's a demon following you.
[GROWLING.]
- A radioactive one.
- Oh, come! Come in! Come.
[SIREN WAILING.]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
- Come on, let's go, go, go! - Yeah, yeah.
Possible trapped victims.
Initiating primary search.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER.]
I'll go in the back.
You two take the front.
- We're on it.
- Hold tight, guys.
We're coming for you.
- You did this, kid.
- What? You're you're saying I healed your face? You called me beautiful.
You touched me.
Above the belt, though, right? Such a ginger fetish.
And then the next thing I know, boom, I'm me.
What ? But how? Don't know, don't care.
It really is a miracle, though.
[WAVERLY.]
: Oh Well, you'd better run, unless you want your face to get a serious chemical peel.
- I do not.
- No.
Incoming.
- [REVENANT GROWLING.]
- Oh.
[ROARING.]
[SCREAMING.]
You! - [GROANING.]
- [GRUNTING.]
No! [EXCLAIMING.]
[GRUNTING.]
- [GROWLING.]
- [GROANING.]
Waverly, I love you, and I know you don't know how to work that thing.
- But you're gonna have to try! - Okay! Time to render you armless! - [LAUGHING.]
- Good one! - Thanks.
- [GRUNTING.]
- [SCREAMING.]
- Ow, ow, ow! It didn't work! Sorry! I'll never make you do that again! [REVENANT ROARING.]
[LAUGHING.]
- Ah! - Oh! [WAVERLY EXCLAIMING.]
- [SCREAMING.]
- Sorry! This was not my idea! [WAVERLY SCREAMING.]
I'll twist this thing off if I have to! Argh! You found me! Now do something, you useless piece of junk! [GRUNTING.]
What the ? The ring controls the arm! It's like playing Wii! I'm really good at Wii! Oh! Ah Choke-out! Badass! Aw.
[GRUNTING.]
This arm is mine.
- Mine.
Get it? - 'Cause he was in a mine.
- Yeah! - High-five.
Okay.
[STRAINING.]
Come on! [STRAINED CHATTER.]
Yank! Come on, yank like you don't [EXCLAMATIONS.]
[PANTING.]
Gross.
I knew you could control that thing.
I still don't know how.
I never get sick of being right.
[GROANING AND COUGHING.]
You need to lay off those pretzels, old man.
- You alright? - [COUGHING.]
- You're alright.
- Yes.
Yes.
You you saved me Yeah, I saved you.
Exactly.
Exactly.
- [DOC ROARING.]
- [CHARLIE SCREAMING.]
I'm impressed.
Honestly, I thought I'd be mopping up Earp goo for sure.
I passed your dumb test.
Now how do I use this thing to kill Bulshar? Well, now, here's the thing, pretty ladies.
The arm isn't the weapon.
- What?! - You better be joking, or you better have really good health insurance.
- Okay, calm down.
- I am sick and tired of your shit.
I have proven myself time and time again, and you would know that if you'd been doing your job properly.
She used her gifts and passed the trial.
Huh? Because now I know that Mercedes's claim is true.
A miracle did happen.
And you are the one.
The champion.
- [COUGHING.]
- [NICOLE.]
: Doc! - Nicole! - Oh, thank God you're okay! Here.
I got it, I got it.
Nicole.
What did you do? I retrieved the book.
What did you do, Doc?!! The fire was too much.
For him? Or for you?! You killed him.
You don't understand what it's like.
The hunger.
The way it feels.
I know that I am the only one who volunteered to handle you! I know that I'm the last friend that you had!! If I ever see you again, John Henry I will kill you.
- Hey.
- Oh, shit.
[LAUGHING.]
Okay, so what do you mean, that Waverly's the champion? That ring on your finger: Bulshar stole it from your father.
So we know neither of them had taste.
Also Julian and Bulshar knew each other? They were the original haters.
You are the daughter of one of two angels tasked with protecting the Garden: Juan Carlo And Julian.
Hmm.
Whew.
Okay.
So what does that make Bulshar? Juan Carlo says, and I quote: "Bulshar was created in the Garden to enjoy the spoils of Paradise.
" What does he mean by "created in the Garden"? I don't know, but he, uh, he says before Bulshar was known as Sheriff Clootie, he took the form of a Son-of-a-basilisk.
- Is that a snake? - The snake.
- Jesus Christ.
- Different book.
[WYNONNA.]
: Bulshar's the snake! The snake from the Garden.
As in: The Last Temptation of Snake featuring special guest star the Apple.
- Wow.
Don't forget Eve.
- Ah.
I wish I could.
Don't even get me started on that girl.
Bobo was right.
This isn't a demon's ring, it's an angel's.
Guys, I don't understand.
It doesn't even have a diamond.
And it found its way back to you.
We had to confirm you could wield the power of the ring.
You're only half-angel.
There's no precedent.
Well, I I think I proved myself today.
Yeah.
Oh, and the other day, with my face.
Um, can you do other body parts? Because I have a date tonight, and I went really hard on the gelato while I was away.
Waverly absolutely proved herself.
Which means there's hope for us all.
Oh! "We guarded the entrance to keep him in, to keep everything in.
But we failed, Julian and I.
" Julian as in Waverly's father.
Yeah.
"It has been a lifetime since we had the chance to right this wrong.
And it will be another lifetime until we can strike again.
On this night, and this night only, we must stop him.
" Wait, wait, wait, wait.
- I recognize this.
- What? This is the Blood Eclipse.
The pledge moon.
Visible once every 120 years or so.
- How do you know that? - I minored in astronomy.
With a Major in jazz history? Are you too employable? Wait a minute.
Wait.
There's one happening soon.
Like tomorrow soon.
Then we better get ready.
So what do I do to stop Bulshar? You take your rightful place on your father's throne.
- Then what happens? - The Garden gets sealed.
No, what happens to my sister? She saves the world.
Just cut the shit! What's it gonna cost us? Her life.
She'll turn to stone.
No, she won't.
'Cause that is not gonna happen.
But Waverly is the only thing standing between humanity and total annihilation.
In the grand scheme of things, isn't one life kind of Well, it's still mine.
There's no goddamn way I am sacrificing her.
Well, it's not really up to you anymore, is it? I don't I don't think I can do this.
Wow.
You selfish, shortsighted, weak-willed millennials.
You're gonna kill us all.
I expected more from you.
And so would your father.
Alright, Maeve you got your body.
Now wake up! Nicole, hey, you can you can stand down.
She's not in there.
Why not? I I don't know.
But the fire witch is gone.
And so is Charlie.
What are we gonna tell Wynonna? What happened to Doc? I wish I knew.
- If it's the only way to stop Bulshar - It won't be.
- If it was you that could save us - I will.
you'd sacrifice yourself in a heartbeat! In a heartbeat to save the world.
- To save me.
- Yeah.
But this this time, this one time I'm gonna be selfish as hell.
I've been through some shit, baby girl.
Some shit that brought me so low, I didn't think I'd ever see the light again.
You're the only thing that keeps me going.
You're the light, Waverly.
So I know it can't be true, 'cause even my destiny can't be this cruel.
Come here.
[SIGHING.]
You've said it before and I'll say it again.
Being an Earp sucks balls.
Waverly, it's 9 p.
m.
in the middle of winter.
- Why hasn't the sun set yet? - [KNOCKING.]
Coming! Please look like your profile photo, please look like your profile photo.
Ah, no-show.
Not the face!!