Legacies (2018) s03e16 Episode Script

Freeze! I'm not the one you need to worry about.
Sun baiyi.
Thanks.
So, where is it? Give me a moment to look.
You know, it still kind of blows my mind that you knew Leonardo da Vinci.
Biblically.
Hmm.
I loved him very much.
When we met, he was not a legend.
Merely a starving artist.
Who you inspired to greatness.
Kind of sucks that he got all the credit.
Right? Such is history.
Many who shape it are never acknowledged for their achievements.
Hmm.
Case in point.
This is what we came for.
Halt! Two intruders in the Da Vinci exhibit.
Landon! Such violence is not necessary.
That's pretty ironic, coming from you.
Now will you tell me how you know that can help us defeat Malivore? Because I made it.
Still as handsome as ever.
Oh, admit it.
You totally missed me.
I'm not going to dignify that with an answer.
I will, however, indignify it with a question.
How are you even here? Long story short, uh, someone chopped off my head.
Woke up in the blackness, endless loneliness, suffering, existential agony, blah blah blah.
And then an industrious Triad witch brought me back to the here and now.
Where you've obviously made no progress in killing Malivore.
We did manage to lock him in a prison world.
Well, there's no prison that will contain my father.
You know it.
Is he still sending monsters? A couple.
Jo, stop giving him information.
That goes for you, too.
Then he's up to something.
But lucky for us, I have a plan.
What kind of plan? Not interested.
Ad somnum.
- Lizzie - Don't.
Okay? Have you completely forgotten that Clarke once faked being Vardemus, turned Josie evil, and then tried to hijack your body? Not to mention a zillion other shady things.
We are not trusting him.
Fine, then what's your plan? Take him back to the school and let the grown-ups deal with something for once.
So, do we have your permission? I don't know.
Cleo made it pretty clear when she left the school, she wasn't interested in being found.
Yeah, so did MG, but you got him back.
And now he and I are good.
And in that same spirit of open communication, there's just some stuff I got to get off my chest that I didn't get a chance to before Cleo took off.
And continuing in that same spirit, we were hoping that you'd want to help us find her so we didn't just find a witch to do the spell behind your back.
Well, I do appreciate you coming to me.
And as a matter of fact Last night two thieves broke into a museum in Alexandria and stole a sculpture on loan from the Italian government.
When the guards on duty attempted to subdue them, one spontaneously fell asleep.
The other was violently assaulted but not before he managed to get a look at his assailants.
- What? Why would Cleo rob a museum? And when'd she team up with Landon? I don't know, but that sculpture is from the studio of Leonardo da Vinci.
Likely had something to do with Cleo's past.
She won't have much of a future if she keeps pulling B and Es.
My thoughts exactly.
Permission granted for our first official superhero mission? Cover up their tracks.
Figure out what they're up to.
Discreetly.
Discreet Dynamic Duo on the case.
Are you ready for this, old chum? Yeah.
To the Batmobile, yo.
- Yeah.
- Thanks.
My blood sugar is crashing, and my bladder is splashing.
I'm gonna go grab some snacks.
Anyone want to come with? I will once the tank is full.
In the meantime, can you get me a Razzleberry slush? Only because genetics dictate that I love you.
Hope? Seeing Clarke must be traumatizing for you after everything that happened.
I'm starting to think that traumatized is my permanent resting state.
Don't you think that'd change if we ended Malivore, once and for all? I do.
But if you think Clarke is gonna help that What I think is that our only other option is me going full Tribrid.
You said we'd find another way, but what if this is it? Then we can figure it out at the school, which Clarke's lies almost destroyed, along with me.
And as much as I believe that everybody deserves a chance at redemption, I cannot bring myself to trust Clarke.
Neither should you, Hope.
You're right.
I'll just have to find another way.
Your actions could have jeopardized my entire mission.
You're seriously gonna lecture me about violence? I literally had to stop you from murdering Hope.
This is our mission.
We're supposed to be in this together.
Yes, we are, but after last night, I've realized you're not the same Landon Kirby I saw in Hope's heart.
Oh, you mean the fake Landon Kirby you created in order to fool Hope into thinking you had saved me from the prison world? That Landon Kirby? I have spent centuries running from Malivore.
All that I have done, right or wrong, has been so I may stop doing so.
That is why I agreed to this partnership.
Because I believed you, of all people, would understand this.
Wonderful.
I've lost my keycard.
Tell me you have yours.
Look I want Malivore gone as much as you do.
But for this to work, you're gonna have to learn to trust me.
You have 30 seconds to convince me of your plan.
28 seconds, now.
If Malivore's still sending monsters, that means there has to be a portal.
I can lead you to it.
Five seconds.
How? Those portals are Malivore mud.
You know what else is made of that stuff? Me.
One locator spell, and we both can finally be free.
Son of a bitch.
Aren't you two a little young to be detectives? This is our first case.
So please, just help us crack it.
Are these the two perps that you encountered? That's them she stole the sculpture, and he he beat the crap out of me.
I'll never forget their faces.
Well, sir you're about to.
You don't remember anything the perps' faces, what they stole.
Walk away.
So? Have you given it any thought? Oh, y-yeah, yeah, yeah.
I got a couple superhero names worked out right here.
Fire and Ice.
Tooth and Nail.
Hustle and Flow.
I'm Flow.
Cool, um But I kind of hate all of those.
What I meant was, have you given any more thought to what you're gonna say to Cleo when we find her? Oh that.
Yeah.
I mean, I don't know.
I I'm just gonna lay it all on the table, you know.
Straight up tell her how I feel, just like you said.
Now all we got to do is figure out where Cleo and Landon are holed up and why you're crouched on the ground, sniffing stuff.
Boom.
Bump and Grind.
Killing it.
Why are we stopping here? So there won't be any witnesses.
Relax, I'm only sort of kidding.
As a general rule, I like to practice magic without any prying eyes around, so Oh, speaking of that, uh, don't you think we should get a little further away from the Wonder Twins before we do anything? You're stalling.
What are you not telling me? I Okay, fine.
Have it your way.
- Imitantor pupulis.
- Not that spell again.
Clarke, when are you ever gonna learn your lesson? Hope, I promise.
I've changed.
Okay? I'm not the monster you think I am.
Yeah.
We'll see.
That's not Malivore mud.
Like I said, I've changed.
Pada Si ibi ti wa.
You made that from Maligoo? I did.
It is quite malleable, much like clay, very artist-friendly.
So, let's say this spell works, we find the portal.
What next? We seal it, obviously.
How? We need Hope's blood for that.
I took some from the school's medical supplies when Hope and I were running tests on the golem.
This will trap Malivore in the prison world long enough to find a way to eliminate him.
And as a muse, I am confident inspiration will come.
The mud is not moving.
What does that mean? It means the spell has failed for some reason.
And that all this was for nothing.
Nobody at school is answering the phone.
So, what, we're just supposed to walk home? I'm more concerned about Hope.
Clarke obviously talked her into doing something, and it's probably not good.
Hope made her choice.
And she clearly didn't choose us.
Then I guess my next question is "Why?" I'm guessing it has to do with Malivore's other son.
As usual.
Landon makes Hope happy.
Though, admittedly, their breakup probably wasn't the best for her mental state.
Which is why we need to strike while the iron is hot.
Strike what, exactly? Hope is technically single and ready to mingle, so this is our shot to break that cycle.
And, as her two best friends in the entire world, it's practically our sacred duty to help her find someone new.
Before she inevitably moves heaven and earth to try and get back with Landon.
You're saying it is our sacred duty to get Hope a rebound? Mm-hmm.
Lizzie, with who? We can't afford to be picky.
Anyone who won't dissolve into a puddle of goo when they have sex will do.
I am more concerned about Hope's actual life than her romantic one.
Clarke is a master manipulator and a killer.
And, what, you think some eligible whatever is gonna just fall out of the sky? Saltzman twins.
Do you need a lift? Target acquired.
If you are here to try and make me feel better, you will only fail, as I have.
Well we're still partners.
So I got to try.
You know, I know what it's like to feel trapped.
That no matter what you do, you can't break free.
When I was in the prison world, I was always looking over my shoulder.
Being constantly pursued by monsters.
I never knew how I was going to get out.
Or if or when Malivore might show up and devour me all over again.
I felt the same way after I escaped his captivity and fled to Italy.
There, I found love and I swore I would never be his prisoner again.
You won't be.
How can you be so sure? I can't.
But I can promise that anyone that wants to get to you is gonna have to go through me.
In that case, you were right.
You feel better? Yes.
But more importantly, I believe I must trust you.
Because I've just had another idea.
Are you kidding me with this? So you're human now? Thank you for acknowledging the gravity.
I-It's a pretty big life moment for me.
And it's going to be a short one if you don't explain yourself.
I will.
But can you drop the mimic spell? Okay, I can't focus.
Thank you.
So, several decades ago, when I was working for Triad, I set out to find a way to break the cycle of torment and abuse my father keeps putting me through.
But I couldn't figure out how, until I learned of an artifact that was capable of granting my heart's desire.
Made by Leonardo da Vinci, which had a muse locked inside of it.
You opened it? I spent years trying.
How the hell? Yet another burden that being the Tribrid makes me uniquely suited to carry.
A muse, huh? Well, I guess that explains how sleeping with that artifact under my proverbial pillow inspired me to use a witch to bring me back to life.
Yeah.
In annoyingly human form.
Oh, well, I've always wanted to be a real boy.
Because it means Malivore can't control me.
It also means that you pitched me a plan that you knew would never work.
I never say never.
Just give it a minute, will you? You're missing what's important here, Hope.
I've got literal skin in the game now.
Okay? I'm not trying to trick you, because once Malivore finds out I'm free, he's going to want to kill me.
And if that happens, I won't just resurrect like you or my birdbrain little brother.
Okay, wh Uh, I'm clearly missing something.
Landon's not a phoenix anymore.
And he's not my boyfriend either, so Before you ask don't.
Huh.
I always thought you two were destined to be together.
Well, destiny disagrees.
There's not a damn thing I can do to change it.
The spell it's working.
Well, so much for never.
I guess blood is thicker than mud.
Shut up.
Get in the car.
I know you're dying to get there, but I'd like to avoid dying on the way.
So slow down? The minute that we close that portal is the same minute that we never have to see each other again.
So I suggest you buckle your human ass up.
What? That is not what this is about and you know it.
It's about Landon.
Did you forget our little chat about destiny? He was born to be Malivore's vessel and I was born to be the only one capable of destroying Malivore.
So That's about as incompatible as dating a guy who has cats.
Well, hey.
If a mud man like me can beat his fate maybe you crazy kids can, too.
But you already believe that, don't you? All right, we're close.
Take the next exit.
Wait, I-I'm confused.
So who's gonna be Sound and who's gonna be Fury? It's a work in progress.
Just know we got Cleo and Landon's tracks covered.
And a lead on their location.
The Morning Bird Motel.
We're headed there now.
All right, I'll meet you there.
Nice work.
Got about an hour before we see Cleo.
Yeah.
You might want to practice what you're gonna say.
Man, I been playing out what I'm gonna say in my head for days.
I can really only think of one thing.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for not taking her word when I should have.
And damn sorry for not telling her how I felt when I had the chance.
'Cause, to tell you the truth, it's been a long-ass time since anyone ever made me feel like I do when I'm with Cleo.
And ain't no one ever inspired me to want to open my heart and I don't know, be the best version of myself the way she makes me want to be.
So what you think? She gonna feel that, or am I gonna crash and burn? - Look out! - What? Damn, man, this is bad.
Ambulances aren't here yet.
Folks down there could be hurt.
- We got to do something.
- What about Landon and Cleo? They'll just have to wait.
'Cause it's hero time.
I'm not saying that Hope Mikaelson is my own personal hero.
I just don't know what any of us at this school would do without her.
So you've been saying the whole ride here.
Though I'm not exactly sure why.
I just want you to know how awesome Hope is.
'Cause she is.
Oh, yeah.
For sure.
I had no idea this place was so fancy.
I get why you wanted to come back here, Jo.
Sure beats public school.
Why don't I give you a tour? And then we can keep talking.
That sounds like a really bad idea, Lizzie.
We still have to tell Dad about Hope's surprise field trip.
You're right.
Which is why you should run along and do that while I show Ethan Hope's home away from home.
Sound good? Great.
I'm in.
- Finch.
- What's up? Jo? Hey.
I got worried when you didn't show up for Magical Agronomy.
When'd you get back? Just now.
It's been, um a day.
Are you okay? Um Long story.
I'll tell you later.
Right now I need your help.
Okay? When was the last time you inspired someone this way? Not since the Renaissance.
Unless you count the time I had Hope make that golem of you.
Which, for the record impressive.
When we lived in Florence, Leonardo and I would wake every morning to watch the sun rise from the Ponte Vecchio while my powers inspired his creativity.
- Sounds romantic.
- It was more than that.
It was the ultimate demonstration of our love and trust, which gave rise to his greatest creations.
Perhaps it will do the same for you, so that you can help me against Malivore as Da Vinci once did.
Following in the footsteps of the greatest Renaissance man.
No pressure there.
It is good that you are humble, but you need not be afraid.
Simply focus your thoughts and true inspiration will come, hmm? I'm not feeling anything.
It will come.
Just look into my eyes and open up your mind to me.
What do you feel now? The world is a pebble in a vast, infinite ocean of light and darkness, full of possibilities.
It is not a pebble, it is a seed.
The shell of an idea.
Now, narrow your focus on our problem and pick it up.
Allow the idea inside to take root and grow.
Landon, I love you.
I know what I have to do.
Hope.
What are you doing here? Better question is: what were you two doing? Well, this is awkward.
Clarke.
Baby brother.
Have we met before? I'm totally getting a vibe.
Who is this tall, strange man? Someone I cannot believe Hope actually agreed to work with.
Not work is more like it.
The spell we did was supposed to lead us to the portal.
Not you.
And definitely not you.
We were also searching for the portal.
In Landon's eyes? How'd that go? Let me speak with her.
What exactly are we trying to cover up? Everything.
We need to hide anything magical before Ethan sees something he shouldn't.
So what if he does? Can't you have a vampire wipe his mind? Been there, done that.
I already feel guilty enough.
Why? What'd you do to him? Please just help me.
This way to the dorm lounge.
Oh, God, they're here.
Invisique.
Next we'll swing by the studio, so I can show you some of Hope's amazing art.
Somebody actually once offered her $91,000 for one of her sculptures.
Wow, that's a rather large and oddly specific number.
Because she's awesome.
I'll tell you what I think is awesome, is that cannon of yours.
You were dropping dimes at last year's flag football game.
That's a pretty big compliment, coming from you.
- This school must have a field.
- For wickery.
Which is like, um, nerd football.
Uh I think the Swedish invented it.
Right.
Do you want to go toss the ball around? You can tell me even more about Hope while we do.
Deal.
Invisique saeclum.
That was close.
Finch? How did you pull it off? Becoming human, I mean.
And would you stop going through my stuff? I'd be happy to.
If you tell me what you and what's-her-face were doing when we showed up.
Oh, come on.
I'm Team Good Guy now.
All about redemption.
There's no judgment in this dojo.
You might be human, but you'll always be a monster.
It's in your blood.
Yeah, well, look who's talking.
Besides, if you've changed so much, why can't I? And make no mistake, you have.
Because the Landon I knew would have never have left Hope.
I'm a son of Malivore.
Like you.
Which means Hope and I have no future together.
I've finally accepted that.
You kids give up too easy.
Look, I know we hate each other and all, but don't we hate our father even more? This is our chance to stick it to the old man and be what he never wanted us to be.
Brothers.
You're out of your mind.
Dad must have really done a number on you in the darkness this time around.
That's weird.
Because Hope's the only person I told about being sent back to the darkness.
Damn.
Take it easy on me.
Why? You didn't take it easy on us at last year's game.
Sorry.
Your arm.
That was a really stupid thing for me to say.
Ah.
Maybe things happen for a reason.
Besides, it's not like you broke it.
Hey, it's all good.
You okay? We're supposed to be talking about Hope.
I know we've covered a lot of ground, but do you have any questions? Now that you mention it, do you always spend this much time worrying about other people's romantic lives? Not until very recently.
But it beats talking about my own.
Oh, come on.
It can't be that bad.
Try me.
Uh I was seeing this guy named Sebastian not too long ago.
But he had to relocate.
Like, permanently.
He had a bit of a drinking problem.
Hmm.
And then there's this guy at school and we've had this whole "will they, won't they" thing forever.
Just when I thought we might Long story short, still single.
Well, I'm sure someone will come along.
You're sweet, but I don't need your sympathy.
Hope does, however.
She's fiery, you know? You'd totally balance her out.
So if you're free on Friday, I might be able to set something up for you.
It's getting pretty late.
We should probably head back before you fumble again.
Come on.
- Hope, wait.
Let me explain.
- Why? If it's anything I've learned today, it's not gonna change anything.
I believe it will.
And even if I'm wrong, I'd like you to understand why I did the things I've done that may have caused you any pain.
Well, you tried to kill me, and now you're shacking up with my ex-boyfriend, so yes, Cleo, there's pain.
I know.
And I am truly sorry.
Looking back, I now see how the drastic measures I took to try and put an end to Malivore had unintended consequences.
Not just for me but for the people I've come to regard as friends.
Especially you, Hope.
More than anyone, you understand as I do what it means to bear the burden of a destiny you cannot escape.
And a fate you must face alone.
Everyone keeps telling me I'm not gonna have to.
But I'm not sure I believe that.
As for Landon, all he and I have ever shared is our mission.
I swear it on the blood of my ancestors.
It's none of my business.
But in case you're lying to me again, you should know I still love him.
And I want him to be happy.
Even if it's not with me.
Then you should tell him that.
Hope, one last thing.
When this is finally over and Malivore has been destroyed, I I really hope you and I will become friends again.
Landon? Clarke? No, don't try to talk, it's making it worse.
I have a way that I can heal you.
Don't fight me on this.
My blood can save you.
Unless it's toxic to your Malivore DNA.
You'd be sent back to the darkness.
Is that a risk that you're willing to take? I have another way I can heal you, but I'm warning you, it's gonna suck.
Incendia.
- You still got it.
- Thanks.
And you should get to thinking about how you intend to ask out Hope.
Well, last I heard, she has a boyfriend.
Who's out of the picture now.
And in the spirit of keeping it that way, what about that date? Listen, Lizzie, I-I think you're an amazing wingwoman, but if I'm being honest, I'm kind of into someone else.
Why didn't you mention that before now? 'Cause I didn't know.
Whatever.
You know what? Whoever she is, she does not hold a candle to Hope Mikaelson.
Come on, tell me her name and I'll prove it.
What are you doing? Stealing a car.
Don't tell me theft is suddenly a problem for you.
We have to go now.
Go where? Did you speak with Hope? I don't need her, thanks to your inspiration.
I thought we were partners.
So my needs should matter, too.
What idea did I inspire in you? Could you just get in the car? I'll explain on the way.
I thought you trusted me.
And I did.
But until you tell me your intentions, I am not going anywhere with you.
You know, I was really hoping it wouldn't come to this.
I wasn't gonna make it.
Then these two guys with masks showed up.
Never got a chance to thank 'em.
Man, first of all, these are dope.
And second, everybody's safe.
And so are our secret identities.
And now all we got to do is figure out our superhero ones.
Second order of business after you finally deliver that big speech to Hold up, weren't you supposed to talk to somebody? Not that I can recall.
Landon? You all right? Oh, God.
Close enough.
Your turn.
Dr.
Saltzman.
What are you doing to him? That is not Landon, Hope.
Where's Cleo? Who's Cleo? You're right.
It's not Landon.
It's Malivore.
How are you feeling? Sore.
And surprised, 'cause you clearly saved my life.
Oh, God.
What, does this make us friends? Hmm, frenemies at best.
Well, being a human sucks.
But it sure beats the alternative.
Just wait till you get the hospital bill.
Still, uh, I owe you one.
So, FYI, it wasn't your ex who gave me what I'm hoping will be a sexy scar.
Landon isn't who you think he is, Hope.
Literally.
Yeah, I know.
I would have known sooner if I had just allowed myself to see it, but Instead, I let him convince me that it was his struggle to survive in the prison world that changed him from the person that I know better than just about anyone.
Malivore finally got what he wanted.
His vessel.
He's been hiding in plain sight ever since.
I told you he was up to something big.
Destiny, huh? Maybe you were right.
There's no fighting it.
I don't know.
I was thinking the opposite.
Thanks to you, as crazy as that sounds.
Against all odds, you escaped the darkness, beat your fate.
More importantly, you did it yourself.
Alone.
That's exactly what I'm gonna have to do when it's time to face mine.
But I didn't do it alone.
I-I needed help to get out of the darkness.
Just like you're going to need help against Malivore.
So, while I get why you feel like being the Tribrid is your own burden to bear, don't lose sight of what's in your corner.
The thing I've never had.
What's that? Friends.
A family.
There you are.
Been looking everywhere for you.
Figured I'd make myself scarce to avoid another close encounter of the non-supernatural kind.
So, you're not mad at me? Relax.
You're not getting rid of me that easily.
But as a werewolf whose family never told her she was one let's not make a habit of keeping secrets.
Okay? Like whatever the deal was with Bro-ey McBro-erson back there.
Last year, I did black magic during a football game, and I completely ruined Ethan's football career.
And then this year, MG had to compel Ethan to forget the supernatural world, and it cost him their friendship.
We have hurt Ethan in so many ways he doesn't even know.
And I just don't want to see him get hurt again.
Not by me and not by my sister.
Your sister is a lot.
But her meddling in our relationship ended with me being here with you.
So why don't we both look on the bright side instead of always dwelling on the past and assuming the worst, because maybe just maybe, things will be different this time.
Oh, God.
What happened? With my plan? Epic fail.
Ethan asked me out.
And I'm pretty sure I said yes.
No.
No.
Man, see? Man, all the good ones are already taken.
Maybe our bar for superhero names is just too high, which makes sense, because, I mean, we were pretty dang super today.
Truer words, my dude.
- Hey.
- Hey, guys.
Uh I'm sorry to make your Fortress of Solitude less so.
Not at all, Dr.
Saltzman.
Is everything okay? No.
No, we've lost another student today.
What? Who was it? Someone you no longer remember.
I didn't, either, until Hope filled me in.
Malivore strikes again.
Trust me, I'll get to him in a minute.
But right now, this person meant a lot to you, Kaleb.
And remembering her is gonna hurt, so I just wanted to give you the option.
I mean, if she was important, of course I want to remember her.
Harae-tamai Kioku Yomigaerashi-tamae.
Well, did it work? Well, I remember Cleo now, so yeah.
If only her being devoured by Malivore could have been avoided.
I'm sorry.
To her and to you.
Why did you ditch us? Especially since we've been over this.
Did our saving the galaxy together mean nothing to you? Actually, it meant everything.
It took Clarke, of all people, to really make it set in, but I promise I won't do it again.
What kind of promise? Panda promise.
Well, you're just lucky that we had a good day while you were gone.
But you are totally on Panda Probation.
In that case, come with me.
Hello? Is anyone there? On second thought, forget that I asked.
Okay.
Whatever that is, it must be better than this place.
Well, this looks like a party.
We want our friends back.
There's something I want, too.
Fate's a bitch, isn't it?