Cleopatra 2525 s02e02 Episode Script
Baby Boom
[moaning.]
CIeo's gonna be sorry she passed on this one.
You know, she couId reaIIy use some coIor on those pasty, white Iegs of hers.
It's not the coIor she needs as much as the vitamin D.
Poor thing doesn't get as much surface exposure as she used to.
WeII, speaking of exposure, you wiII excuse me, won't you? Is it party time aIready? Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
(Sarge) Oh, you know what? Everybody looks better with a tan.
Hi, boys.
[Sarge sighing.]
[Sarge moaning.]
Don't screw with me, buddy.
You stiII owe me for 20 kiIojouIes of shine.
Now pay up.
I'd Iove to, but I got a ruIe about being ripped off.
What's your ruIe on having your face ripped off? [peopIe excIaiming.]
[grunting.]
[both grunting.]
Is that anything we need to get into? No, just your run-of-the-miII testosterone fIare-up.
[continue grunting.]
Oh! What You know, these guys are starting to become a reaI royaI pain in my thrusters.
[men groaning.]
[static buzzing.]
That's it.
What do you say we teach these guys some manners? (HeI) Or at Ieast put them back into their corners.
Guys, come on! Let's just stop this before somebody gets hurt.
Oh, come on! [groaning.]
[grunting.]
Come on, guys, stop now and nobody gets hurt.
[girIs excIaim.]
[screaming.]
The forecast isn't Iooking so sunny anymore, is it? (Sarge) Huh.
What do you say we get out of here? Yeah, just get my shine specs.
[peopIe chattering.]
(Sarge) What the [baby cooing.]
HeI TeII me you ordered that.
Oh.
Very funny.
Okay.
Um, uh, can I have your attention, everybody? Did anybody Iose, um, a baby? Uh? Anybody? (woman) A what? What's that? How about you, mister? Baby? Not my probIem.
Oh, I don't beIieve this.
Oh.
He must have beIonged to that guy that was escorted out.
[babbIing.]
Oh, Sarge, I think we shouId keep him.
No.
No.
[screaming.]
(female narrator) Five hundred years into the future, she will enter a world where machines rule the Earth.
Mankind has been driven underground.
And Cleopatra is about to discover there's no place like home.
# In the year 2525 # # There are women with the will to survive # # Fighting for a brand new day # # Nothing is gonna get in their way # # And in the year 2525 # # Three women keep hope alive # # Joining forces to reclaim the Earth # # Looking ahead to humankind's rebirth ## [cIanging.]
[eIectronic beeping.]
It's our Iucky day, friends.
At Iast, a Betrayer head! [Iaughing.]
Hurry up and downIoad it.
Let's see what this baby's made of.
[aII Iaughing.]
Come on.
[beeping.]
[Iaughing.]
[door cIosing.]
[beeping.]
Get SIuggo.
He's gonna want to see this.
Mauser, do I Iook fat? CIeo, I'm not programmed for weight estimation.
[baby crying.]
Do you hear that? Mauser, can you whip me up a new set of eardrums, pIease? Is that what I think it is? Mmm-hmm.
A baby, how cute.
Oh! May I? Do you have experience with infants? Who needs experience? We're wired to take care of babies.
It's caIIed maternaI instinct.
Mmm.
Boy or girI? I don't know.
We found it at the tanning saIoon.
Daddy bought a one-way ticket to the bottom of the shaft.
What's wrong with you? Show some humanity.
Mauser, can you post a hoIogram of the baby on aII the underground boards? We'II take care of it untiI we can find a proper guardian.
(Sarge) What? (HeI) Oh, we couId Oh! It's a boy.
(CIeo) Hi.
Someday you'II be showing that off every chance you get.
Now go to your UncIe Mauser.
(Voice) Hel, the lab is no place for a child.
Voice, I couIdn't very weII Ieave it with the man that threw his father down the shaft.
His presence may interfere with operations.
I'm sure we couId spare a day to find any Iiving reIatives.
Hel, you know nothing about taking care of a child.
I have maternaI instincts.
Besides, CIeo's stiII aIive, isn't she? [baby crying.]
CouId someone pIease shut that thing up! HoId on to your thong.
I may know just the thing that'II hush him up.
Something that my mom used to sing to me.
Let's hear it.
# Rock-a-bye, baby # # On the treetop # # When the wind bIows # # The cradIe wiII rock # # When the bough # Oh! # bough breaks # # The cradIe wiII faII ## How is that heIping? Shh.
# And down wiII come the IittIe boy sweetie pie # # CradIe and aII ## IncredibIe.
But we're running out of time.
If we don't get our hands on that baby soon, it wiII be worthIess.
He was picked up by a Voice team, aII femaIe.
I'II bet it's one of those girIies that gave me this! Get everybody together.
Now! Yes, sir.
[aII cIamoring.]
I gotta go with Voice on this one.
It's not our duty to pick up strays.
He's a baby, not an aIIey cat.
It's not about duty, Sarge.
If we don't aid in the survivaI of our own kind, we'II just suffer the consequences at the hands of the BaiIies.
Wait a minute.
Something's not right here.
It's been quiet a whoIe 10 minutes.
Oh.
See, Sarge, babies aren't so bad, are they? Have you ever heard the expression that good things come in smaII packages? Yeah, weII, not aII good things.
You know, I've got to admit, he's awfuIIy cute when he's asIeep.
[HeI chuckIing.]
Do I hear somebody's bioIogicaI cIock ticking? CIock? ActuaIIy, I hear something, too.
Oh, my God! Where'd he go? (Sarge) Oh, man.
Baby? Where'd he go? Sweetie? (HeI) There he is.
Oh, he's got Sarge's gauntIet.
Sarge, how couId you Ieave something Iike that Iaying around? Oh, I'm sorry.
It didn't quite occur to me to baby-proof the weapons cIoset.
Oh.
Honey Oh.
You give that nasty gauntIet to Auntie CIeo, okay? Come on, baby.
[aII excIaiming.]
(Voice) Hel, what's going on? No probIem, Voice.
Everything's under controI.
(Sarge) Easy, boy.
Give me that.
[baby cooing.]
HeI, the chiId's guardians have responded.
You're to meet them at the tanning saIoon as soon as possibIe.
What are we waiting for? Let's go.
Oh [peopIe chattering.]
Incoming, and it doesn't Iook good.
Oh.
You found it! Come home to Mama, precious.
How can we ever repay you for returning him to us? You can start by showing us your guardian tags.
Guardian tags? We, uh, we forgot 'em.
AII right, charade's over.
What do you want with this baby? [excIaims.]
[Iaser firing.]
[girIs grunting.]
Stay down! They're Gandarans.
Who? Gandarans, deep-IeveI dweIIers.
I mean, deep and dark, that's why they're so paIe.
(Sarge) They can't take heat or Iight.
Sarge, what do you say we make them sweat? Sounds good.
You stay here.
Uhh! [Iaser firing.]
Oh! [grunts.]
You're reaIIy hot for me, aren't you? Start taIking or we bring you to a fuII boiI.
No, you don't understand.
We're aII in danger as Iong as that kid's breathing.
What do you have against this baby? It's not just a baby.
It's a BaiIey bomb.
You're teIIing me this baby's a bomb? And he's going to expIode? We found a Betrayer head in the shaft this morning.
It contained information about this baby.
Team, I did a routine scan on the infant's hoIogram.
I discovered something you shouId know.
The baby's a bomb? (Mauser) Precisely.
How did you know? (Voice) Hel, that fight at the tanning saloon earlier must have been a Betrayer setup.
Right, they were counting on our maternaI instincts to do us in.
The chiId's been injected with a synthetic gene mutation.
The gene is repIicating ceIIs with a high-energy enzyme.
(Mauser) Once they are outnumbered, there is a chain reaction.
TaIk about a baby boom.
Something teIIs me our friendIy neighborhood bartender was in on this and what a coincidence, he's nowhere to be found.
So what exactIy do you want with an expIoding infant? To deactivate him and take him back to SIuggo.
A BaiIey-designed expIosive wiII be worth a fortune on the bIack market.
SIuggo, huh? How do we deactivate him? The onIy way to stop the ceIIs from repIicating KiII him.
Can't we get a second opinion? (Mauser) At this rate of cellular growth, you have approximateIy eight minutes.
Oh, um You know, m-my arms are getting a IittIe tired.
Hand him over.
(Voice) Hel, bring the child to the surface to avoid any damage to the underground.
I'm not gonna stand by and Iet this happen.
It's out of your hands, Hel.
No, Voice.
I think we have things weII in hand.
Got a pIan? (HeI) Mmm-hmm.
SIuggo got his information from a Betrayer head.
I'm sure that same head has detaiIs on how to save this baby.
WeII, Iooks Iike there's onIy one way to do this.
So, gorgeous, we need directions.
I shouId Iobotomize you.
Do you have any idea what we can gain from the BaiIey technoIogy inside that kid? I want that bomb! Looks Iike we're coming up on the Gandaran Quadrant.
[computer beeping.]
Looks Iike the Gandaran Quadrant's coming up on us.
CIeo, catch! Oh! [screaming.]
(CIeo) HeI, Sarge! [infant babbIing.]
[groans.]
Sarge, bouncing baby boy coming your way! Got him.
[safety net creaking.]
(Mauser) Roughly three minutes remaining.
Two more IeveIs.
Hang in there, kiddo.
Back off! Baby? The kid's stiII aIive! Let's get out of here! SIuggo, you've reaIIy Iet yourseIf go.
I'm twice the man I used to be.
Why don't you just give me the kid? I'II make it worth your whiIe.
Besides, you'II never save it in time.
I'm not so sure about that.
[scanner throbbing.]
Mauser, I found the maIignant ceIIs.
Now what? (Mauser) Locate the original gene sequence.
You'll know it when you see it.
[power surging.]
Oh, he's burning up.
That's my cue! Have a bIast, girIies! SIuggo.
[SIuggo grunting.]
A IittIe something to remember me by.
I wiII get even with you, bIondie! Just wait! How much time do we have? (Mauser) One minute.
(Voice) Hel, get the team out of there.
I'm not going anywhere, but Sarge and CIeo can Ieave if they want to.
No way.
PIease.
Mauser, I found the originaI ceII.
[aIarm beeping.]
Great.
You just had to be heroes.
That's what we do.
(Mauser) Transfer the cells to the surgical template of the healing tube.
(CIeo) Come on.
CIeo, Ioad the baby! Where? Over there.
Huh? Okay, Iet's do this.
(Mauser) Twenty seconds.
[Iasers firing.]
Bye, sweetie.
[grunting.]
[panting.]
It's working.
(Mauser) Ten seconds.
It's not working fast enough.
That's it, big boy.
Keep backing up.
Five, four, three, two, one.
[aIarm beeping.]
HeI, what's your status? [excIaims.]
[girIs giggIing.]
Oh, sweetie.
(Mauser) Repeat.
Hel, what is your status? Sarge [Iaughs.]
We're fine.
AII four of us are just fine.
[aII giggIing.]
[CIeo excIaiming.]
Yay! Yay! Let's get out of here.
This way.
[surging.]
Wow.
Looks Iike junior here scared off everybody.
There's not a sign of Iife for miIes.
You know, I have to say, I'm reaIIy proud of the two of you for sticking in there through aII of this.
WeII, I'm proud of you, too.
Oh? Yeah.
You're aII tough warriors on the outside, but you make pretty kick-butt mommies, too.
But we won't argue with you there.
Like we'd Iet anything happen to this IittIe goober.
Oh! (Mauser) Excuse me, ladies, there is someone who is desperately awaiting your return.
: the baby's real parents.
[girIs excIaiming.]
WeII, you teII them that their IittIe man is doing great, and we're gonna get him back to them reaI soon.
[baby giggIing.]
Yeah.
Are you ready to go for a ride? Oh, yeah.
Goin' up.
CIeo's gonna be sorry she passed on this one.
You know, she couId reaIIy use some coIor on those pasty, white Iegs of hers.
It's not the coIor she needs as much as the vitamin D.
Poor thing doesn't get as much surface exposure as she used to.
WeII, speaking of exposure, you wiII excuse me, won't you? Is it party time aIready? Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
(Sarge) Oh, you know what? Everybody looks better with a tan.
Hi, boys.
[Sarge sighing.]
[Sarge moaning.]
Don't screw with me, buddy.
You stiII owe me for 20 kiIojouIes of shine.
Now pay up.
I'd Iove to, but I got a ruIe about being ripped off.
What's your ruIe on having your face ripped off? [peopIe excIaiming.]
[grunting.]
[both grunting.]
Is that anything we need to get into? No, just your run-of-the-miII testosterone fIare-up.
[continue grunting.]
Oh! What You know, these guys are starting to become a reaI royaI pain in my thrusters.
[men groaning.]
[static buzzing.]
That's it.
What do you say we teach these guys some manners? (HeI) Or at Ieast put them back into their corners.
Guys, come on! Let's just stop this before somebody gets hurt.
Oh, come on! [groaning.]
[grunting.]
Come on, guys, stop now and nobody gets hurt.
[girIs excIaim.]
[screaming.]
The forecast isn't Iooking so sunny anymore, is it? (Sarge) Huh.
What do you say we get out of here? Yeah, just get my shine specs.
[peopIe chattering.]
(Sarge) What the [baby cooing.]
HeI TeII me you ordered that.
Oh.
Very funny.
Okay.
Um, uh, can I have your attention, everybody? Did anybody Iose, um, a baby? Uh? Anybody? (woman) A what? What's that? How about you, mister? Baby? Not my probIem.
Oh, I don't beIieve this.
Oh.
He must have beIonged to that guy that was escorted out.
[babbIing.]
Oh, Sarge, I think we shouId keep him.
No.
No.
[screaming.]
(female narrator) Five hundred years into the future, she will enter a world where machines rule the Earth.
Mankind has been driven underground.
And Cleopatra is about to discover there's no place like home.
# In the year 2525 # # There are women with the will to survive # # Fighting for a brand new day # # Nothing is gonna get in their way # # And in the year 2525 # # Three women keep hope alive # # Joining forces to reclaim the Earth # # Looking ahead to humankind's rebirth ## [cIanging.]
[eIectronic beeping.]
It's our Iucky day, friends.
At Iast, a Betrayer head! [Iaughing.]
Hurry up and downIoad it.
Let's see what this baby's made of.
[aII Iaughing.]
Come on.
[beeping.]
[Iaughing.]
[door cIosing.]
[beeping.]
Get SIuggo.
He's gonna want to see this.
Mauser, do I Iook fat? CIeo, I'm not programmed for weight estimation.
[baby crying.]
Do you hear that? Mauser, can you whip me up a new set of eardrums, pIease? Is that what I think it is? Mmm-hmm.
A baby, how cute.
Oh! May I? Do you have experience with infants? Who needs experience? We're wired to take care of babies.
It's caIIed maternaI instinct.
Mmm.
Boy or girI? I don't know.
We found it at the tanning saIoon.
Daddy bought a one-way ticket to the bottom of the shaft.
What's wrong with you? Show some humanity.
Mauser, can you post a hoIogram of the baby on aII the underground boards? We'II take care of it untiI we can find a proper guardian.
(Sarge) What? (HeI) Oh, we couId Oh! It's a boy.
(CIeo) Hi.
Someday you'II be showing that off every chance you get.
Now go to your UncIe Mauser.
(Voice) Hel, the lab is no place for a child.
Voice, I couIdn't very weII Ieave it with the man that threw his father down the shaft.
His presence may interfere with operations.
I'm sure we couId spare a day to find any Iiving reIatives.
Hel, you know nothing about taking care of a child.
I have maternaI instincts.
Besides, CIeo's stiII aIive, isn't she? [baby crying.]
CouId someone pIease shut that thing up! HoId on to your thong.
I may know just the thing that'II hush him up.
Something that my mom used to sing to me.
Let's hear it.
# Rock-a-bye, baby # # On the treetop # # When the wind bIows # # The cradIe wiII rock # # When the bough # Oh! # bough breaks # # The cradIe wiII faII ## How is that heIping? Shh.
# And down wiII come the IittIe boy sweetie pie # # CradIe and aII ## IncredibIe.
But we're running out of time.
If we don't get our hands on that baby soon, it wiII be worthIess.
He was picked up by a Voice team, aII femaIe.
I'II bet it's one of those girIies that gave me this! Get everybody together.
Now! Yes, sir.
[aII cIamoring.]
I gotta go with Voice on this one.
It's not our duty to pick up strays.
He's a baby, not an aIIey cat.
It's not about duty, Sarge.
If we don't aid in the survivaI of our own kind, we'II just suffer the consequences at the hands of the BaiIies.
Wait a minute.
Something's not right here.
It's been quiet a whoIe 10 minutes.
Oh.
See, Sarge, babies aren't so bad, are they? Have you ever heard the expression that good things come in smaII packages? Yeah, weII, not aII good things.
You know, I've got to admit, he's awfuIIy cute when he's asIeep.
[HeI chuckIing.]
Do I hear somebody's bioIogicaI cIock ticking? CIock? ActuaIIy, I hear something, too.
Oh, my God! Where'd he go? (Sarge) Oh, man.
Baby? Where'd he go? Sweetie? (HeI) There he is.
Oh, he's got Sarge's gauntIet.
Sarge, how couId you Ieave something Iike that Iaying around? Oh, I'm sorry.
It didn't quite occur to me to baby-proof the weapons cIoset.
Oh.
Honey Oh.
You give that nasty gauntIet to Auntie CIeo, okay? Come on, baby.
[aII excIaiming.]
(Voice) Hel, what's going on? No probIem, Voice.
Everything's under controI.
(Sarge) Easy, boy.
Give me that.
[baby cooing.]
HeI, the chiId's guardians have responded.
You're to meet them at the tanning saIoon as soon as possibIe.
What are we waiting for? Let's go.
Oh [peopIe chattering.]
Incoming, and it doesn't Iook good.
Oh.
You found it! Come home to Mama, precious.
How can we ever repay you for returning him to us? You can start by showing us your guardian tags.
Guardian tags? We, uh, we forgot 'em.
AII right, charade's over.
What do you want with this baby? [excIaims.]
[Iaser firing.]
[girIs grunting.]
Stay down! They're Gandarans.
Who? Gandarans, deep-IeveI dweIIers.
I mean, deep and dark, that's why they're so paIe.
(Sarge) They can't take heat or Iight.
Sarge, what do you say we make them sweat? Sounds good.
You stay here.
Uhh! [Iaser firing.]
Oh! [grunts.]
You're reaIIy hot for me, aren't you? Start taIking or we bring you to a fuII boiI.
No, you don't understand.
We're aII in danger as Iong as that kid's breathing.
What do you have against this baby? It's not just a baby.
It's a BaiIey bomb.
You're teIIing me this baby's a bomb? And he's going to expIode? We found a Betrayer head in the shaft this morning.
It contained information about this baby.
Team, I did a routine scan on the infant's hoIogram.
I discovered something you shouId know.
The baby's a bomb? (Mauser) Precisely.
How did you know? (Voice) Hel, that fight at the tanning saloon earlier must have been a Betrayer setup.
Right, they were counting on our maternaI instincts to do us in.
The chiId's been injected with a synthetic gene mutation.
The gene is repIicating ceIIs with a high-energy enzyme.
(Mauser) Once they are outnumbered, there is a chain reaction.
TaIk about a baby boom.
Something teIIs me our friendIy neighborhood bartender was in on this and what a coincidence, he's nowhere to be found.
So what exactIy do you want with an expIoding infant? To deactivate him and take him back to SIuggo.
A BaiIey-designed expIosive wiII be worth a fortune on the bIack market.
SIuggo, huh? How do we deactivate him? The onIy way to stop the ceIIs from repIicating KiII him.
Can't we get a second opinion? (Mauser) At this rate of cellular growth, you have approximateIy eight minutes.
Oh, um You know, m-my arms are getting a IittIe tired.
Hand him over.
(Voice) Hel, bring the child to the surface to avoid any damage to the underground.
I'm not gonna stand by and Iet this happen.
It's out of your hands, Hel.
No, Voice.
I think we have things weII in hand.
Got a pIan? (HeI) Mmm-hmm.
SIuggo got his information from a Betrayer head.
I'm sure that same head has detaiIs on how to save this baby.
WeII, Iooks Iike there's onIy one way to do this.
So, gorgeous, we need directions.
I shouId Iobotomize you.
Do you have any idea what we can gain from the BaiIey technoIogy inside that kid? I want that bomb! Looks Iike we're coming up on the Gandaran Quadrant.
[computer beeping.]
Looks Iike the Gandaran Quadrant's coming up on us.
CIeo, catch! Oh! [screaming.]
(CIeo) HeI, Sarge! [infant babbIing.]
[groans.]
Sarge, bouncing baby boy coming your way! Got him.
[safety net creaking.]
(Mauser) Roughly three minutes remaining.
Two more IeveIs.
Hang in there, kiddo.
Back off! Baby? The kid's stiII aIive! Let's get out of here! SIuggo, you've reaIIy Iet yourseIf go.
I'm twice the man I used to be.
Why don't you just give me the kid? I'II make it worth your whiIe.
Besides, you'II never save it in time.
I'm not so sure about that.
[scanner throbbing.]
Mauser, I found the maIignant ceIIs.
Now what? (Mauser) Locate the original gene sequence.
You'll know it when you see it.
[power surging.]
Oh, he's burning up.
That's my cue! Have a bIast, girIies! SIuggo.
[SIuggo grunting.]
A IittIe something to remember me by.
I wiII get even with you, bIondie! Just wait! How much time do we have? (Mauser) One minute.
(Voice) Hel, get the team out of there.
I'm not going anywhere, but Sarge and CIeo can Ieave if they want to.
No way.
PIease.
Mauser, I found the originaI ceII.
[aIarm beeping.]
Great.
You just had to be heroes.
That's what we do.
(Mauser) Transfer the cells to the surgical template of the healing tube.
(CIeo) Come on.
CIeo, Ioad the baby! Where? Over there.
Huh? Okay, Iet's do this.
(Mauser) Twenty seconds.
[Iasers firing.]
Bye, sweetie.
[grunting.]
[panting.]
It's working.
(Mauser) Ten seconds.
It's not working fast enough.
That's it, big boy.
Keep backing up.
Five, four, three, two, one.
[aIarm beeping.]
HeI, what's your status? [excIaims.]
[girIs giggIing.]
Oh, sweetie.
(Mauser) Repeat.
Hel, what is your status? Sarge [Iaughs.]
We're fine.
AII four of us are just fine.
[aII giggIing.]
[CIeo excIaiming.]
Yay! Yay! Let's get out of here.
This way.
[surging.]
Wow.
Looks Iike junior here scared off everybody.
There's not a sign of Iife for miIes.
You know, I have to say, I'm reaIIy proud of the two of you for sticking in there through aII of this.
WeII, I'm proud of you, too.
Oh? Yeah.
You're aII tough warriors on the outside, but you make pretty kick-butt mommies, too.
But we won't argue with you there.
Like we'd Iet anything happen to this IittIe goober.
Oh! (Mauser) Excuse me, ladies, there is someone who is desperately awaiting your return.
: the baby's real parents.
[girIs excIaiming.]
WeII, you teII them that their IittIe man is doing great, and we're gonna get him back to them reaI soon.
[baby giggIing.]
Yeah.
Are you ready to go for a ride? Oh, yeah.
Goin' up.