Final Space (2018) s03e06 Episode Script
Change Is Gonna Come
1
Previously on "Final Space,"
yo
Quinn: Gary
Gary: H.U.E.,
ready the medical bay.
Invictus: I am close.
I want answers!
Ash!
We need to lightfold now.
♪♪
Hang on, Quinn!
Hang on!
I'm sorry.
I should have told you.
New at this, H.U.E.!
What am I doing?
What am I doing!
H.U.E.:
Place Quinn in the pod, Gary.
That's all we
can do for now.
Okay. Alright!
Oh, dang! Oh. Oh!
Oh!
I'm so sorry.
You trying to kill me?
Not funny, Quinn!
Okay, that -- that -- that --
Okay, that wasn't half bad.
[ Laughs ]
I learned from the best.
♪♪
Quinn
Quinn. Quinn!
H.U.E.,
tell me she's sleeping.
Yes, Gary.
Just sleeping.
[ Door opens ]
Ah! Come to KVN.
Oh. Ohh.
You bury this memory.
Bury it deep, and then
delete it forever.
But then I'll have nothing
to rewatch
after you die and all your
bones turn to dust. Right?
So you stay pretty
and let me do the thinking.
So cute!
Gary is hurting.
We may not be able
to stop Quinn from dying.
I know.
What would Gary's
best friend do?
He would get him a rebound.
A rebound, you say?
I like it.
But who?
You know who.
I do know who!
Wait!
Wait a second
How did
you know I knew who?
Because I'm you.
Oh, right.
Heh heh heh.
Now to get Gary
a second chance at love.
She's baaack!
Beth!
No, KVN!
Avert your eyes.
She's Gary's.
Update me, H.U.E.
What do we know about this
Final Space poisoning?
Gary? Over here.
Gary?
Think of it like
stagnant water --
a breeding pool for disease.
When Final Space
was sealed away
from the flow of the universe,
space-time itself stagnated,
poisoning all organic matter.
Alright, then,
what's the cure?
Oh, there isn't a cure.
Chookity.
We tried everything!
Whoo!
Why is this so hard?
If only we had better,
more rectangular woman to love.
Right, Gary?
Will you shut up?!
Who -- meor Beth?
Figure it out, H.U.E.
Please.
No, Beth.
Gary is not ignoring you.
Has anyone ever told you
you have magnificent eyes?
Wellyou do.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
I-I wish I knew
what she was going through.
H.U.E.: It would not have
helped, Gary.
How do you know?
Because I did know
what she was going through,
and there was nothing
that I could do about it.
Wait. You knew Quinn was sick,
and you didn't tell me?
It did feel wrong.
But then for some reason,
I did it anyway.
Gary, is that what being
human feels like?
♪♪
Hang on, Quinn.
♪♪
The Resistance lives.
We win here, Quatro,
we liberate the oppressed!
We restore hope!
[speaking Spanish]
Sí, Papa!
Okay, Lewis and Clark --
Attack!
Attack, my beautifuls!
God,
I love riding these things.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
[ Both roaring ]
♪♪
First death.
And then light refreshments.
Take that!
And this!
And that!
And this!
Why won't you die?
I'm shooting you repeatedly.
Why are you attacking
the weak?
Only the strong survive
in this expanse of space.
Double take that!
Oh, heavens,
that's a good answer.
Well, I have news.
The Resistance is here.
And I, Tribore,
am its leader, so
Tribore?!
Can it be?
We know of you.
We know of your legend.
Oh, heavens.
Excuse me. Sheryl?
Yeah, H.U.E.?
Have you ever tried
your very hardest,
but it's just not good enough?
Ugh,
story of my life, mate.
How did you handle it?
By going on benders
and peeling my skivvies off
for any man who
gave me a second look.
You know what I mean,
don't ya?
That is unhelpful and sad.
Oh, actually, it was big fun
until it wasn't.
The one thing that could've
worked, I was too afraid of.
And that one thing was?
Asking for help.
I've never asked
for help before.
I don't even think I know how.
Uh, you're barking up
the wrong tree for that, doggo.
Ask someone
who's actually done it.
Hmm.
Ruminating, considering
Why don't you give
Kevin Van Newton a call?
He knows everything.
♪♪
[ Clatter ]
Wait! What the
Hello, Kevin.
It's H.U.E.
from the Galaxy Two.
We met before on the --
It's H.U.E.
from the Galaxy Two.
What the hell do you want?
I'm calling forhelp.
Huh.
That wasn't so bad.
How have you survived this long
without contracting
Final Space poisoning?
Celenium.
It absorbs everything,
including the nasty stuff
we're breathing here.
But don't get too excited.
It's one of the rarest elements
in the universe.
Hmm.
I think I can work with that.
Thank you.
I believe we can create
a Celenium implant.
Throughout the half-life
of the isotope,
it would absorb the poison
in Quinn's bloodstream.
Perhaps something like this.
That looks like
Nightfall's chip.
Ideally, the chip would be
positioned near
the anterior cerebral arteries
to prevent further
psychotic episodes.
Like that.
And Quinn
becomes Nightfall.
Full freaking circle.
Or rhombus?
Yeah.
It's a full freaking rhombus.
Oh.
There is one major problem.
Perhaps
I should've led with this.
The Celenium is on a comet
that is traveling 91,000 miles
per hour.
Surface temperature --
100 degrees below zero.
Brrrrr!
That's chilly, yo.
How do we land on a rock
that's hurling through space
at a bazillion gazillion
miles per hour?
Problem solved!
We could do
a Hook and Grab.
Yeah,
done it plenty of times.
We harpoon it with a grappling
hook, zip-line over to it,
Mooncake blasts us down
Ah. Okay, so obviously
this is foolproof.
Worse plans have succeeded,
and better plans have failed.
Besides, it's for Quinn,
Gary.
Mom, thank you.
Let's get to it then!
♪♪
Aah!
[ Gasping ]
♪♪
Aah! Aah!
Aaaahhhh!
Invictus!
Where are you?!
Invictus: Darker.
Leave the light.
I'm waiting there.
[ Breathes deeply ]
Return to me and speak.
Show yourself!
Darker still.
Go where
the light is broken.
Where are you?!
Ohh!
You're close now.
So very close.
Gaahhh!
Aah!
Open your eyes, child.
Invictus.
♪♪
Okay, how do you know me?
And before you speak,
have you checked your facts?
Because Quatronostro
is a hard Pisces
and he is in a mood.
You are of the prophecy!
A legend spoken from
a hallucinating,
late-stage alcoholic soothsayer,
who said a savior would appear
who would sprout
into a fire elemental
with magnificent wings.
I must compliment you
on your beautiful checked facts.
Please continue to proceed.
The soothsayer has spoken
of you many times.
He wore a long gown.
Not too summery,
not too wintery.
The hemline was not
from this world.
Did he mention
where he got it?
No.
They never do.
But he did tell me his name.
Tim Belts.
Tim Belts?!
Tim Belts?!
But I thought
he was dead.
He is dead.
He said, "I am very dead,
but I have a message
for Tribore Menendez."
Tell me, checker of checked
facts, what was his message?
He said he can only
speak it to you.
That's so Tim Belts!
We must travel to
the Temple of Krask.
Spirits speak freely there to
the worthy and unworthy alike.
Oh, heavens!
Then what are we waiting for?
To the Temple of Krask!
[speaking Spanish]
Al templo de Krask!
Invictus:
You're home, my child.
So this is
what you look like.
The monster hiding
in the darkness.
I am the shadow cast
and the light beyond.
Your very breath
and the choices you make
are my gifts.
I am in all life.
You're a parasite,
infecting everything around you.
You took Fox!
Give my brother back!
You will be reunited soon.
Now!
I am protecting him
from the fool
who died a thousand deaths,
preventing me
from escaping this prison.
The Gary.
Gary is good.
You're the cosmic psycho.
How blind you are.
He is a crusader
who's saved no one.
A jackal that will
kill everything
in his path including
your brother.
I
I don't believe you.
Gary wouldn't.
You will see my words live.
The Gary
will kill your brother.
♪♪
♪♪
Well, I've done some entirely
crazy things in my day,
but this is
going in my top 10.
Let 'er rip, H.U.E.
Shooting anchor in 3, 2, 1.
♪♪
Catos, you're good to go.
Little Cato:This thing
looks very mean.
It's just a comet, buddy.
Oh!
Holy hell!
I-I take it back.
Let's lock up!
Incoming!
♪♪
Keep it quick, boys!
♪♪
The Celenium deposit is
a mile below the surface.
Mooncake,
blast us down, buddy.
Chookity pok!
♪♪
Uh, there's cracking?!
Do you see the cracking?
I see it!
Come on!
Where are they, H.U.E.?
They are on the comet.
And Quinn?
Her bio readings
are getting weaker, Gary.
There is no assurance
this will succeed.
Just give us some more time,
H.U.E.!
Gary,
time is not mine to give.
It belongs to none of us.
♪♪
We need to hurry.
♪♪
Little Cato: Got it.
♪♪
Watch it! Aah!
♪♪
We're trapped.
The Temple of Krask.
It's kinda ugly.
They better have
vending machines.
I'm not even there yet,
and I am already exhausted.
♪♪
Where is Tim Belts?
I seek his spirit.
I want to commune with him.
Respect the dead,
heathens.
The dead only speak to people
with appointments.
But I could maybe
bend the rules
for that fabulous cape.
[speaking Spanish]
No, Papa!
If this is what it takes
to get to Tim Belts,
then take it.
[speaking Spanish]
Pero, Papa!
♪♪
That was fast. Tim?
This is Tim.
Uh, who disturbs
my eternal slumber?
It's Tribore Menendez.
Ah, of course.
Hey, uh
is your progeny with you?
[speaking Spanish]
Si, Tim Belts.
Quatronostro es aquí.
Speak this legend.
Now, the time has come for you
to liberate the forsaken
and lead them
out of Final Space.
When you say "you"
do you mean me
or Quatronostro?
Yes.
For I have foretold,
you are the Great Liberator.
Again.
By "you," do you mean me or
Quatronostro?
Yes.
Okay!
Bye-bye now!
I'm beginning to remember
why we fell out of touch.
♪♪
Avocato?
Little Cato?
♪♪
Sheryl!
Sheryl: Oh!
I thought you boys
might be dead.
Do you have the stuff?
Got it.
But we need you to come
and pick us up.
We won't make it back
the way we came.
Sheryl: On it.
Alright, do it, Mooncake.
Do that thing you do,
baby!
Chookity pok!
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
[ Groaning ]
♪♪
Celenium
in the med bay, yo!
♪♪
[machine whirring]
H.U.E.: Celeniumsmelting.
Chipfabricating.
Drill operative.
Gary: Hurry, H.U.E.!
H.U.E., what's happening?!
[ Screaming ]
Her body is too weak
to withstand the fusion.
Avocato: C'mon, H.U.E.
There's got to be
something you can do.
This procedure requires
Quinn to be conscious.
Any chemical interference
can jeopardize the fusion.
But there is
one way.
Anything!
We can fuse her pain receptors
with yours.
But, Gary, you will feel all of
the pain that Quinn is feeling.
I don't care.
Do it.
Link established.
I don't feel -- Aah!
[ Screaming ]
♪♪
Raise it more.
Gary, that is something
I do not recommend.
[ Screaming ]
Cardiac arrest in progress.
Avocato: Come on.
Come on, buddy.
Come on, Gary!
[ Paddles whining ]
Aah! Aah!
Ugh! More, H.U.E.
Your troponin levels
are critical.
Any more, and you may --
Quinn would do it for me.
Do it!
[ Screaming ]
Oh, my God!
Gary?
Gary!
Celenium implant complete.
Blood filtering.
Life signs stabilizing.
How am I gonna break this
to Beth?
She's gonna be pissed.
♪♪
You're okay.
You look like hell.
So
tell me
about your sister.
No.
I know you're lying.
Gary would never
kill my brother.
Invictus:
These are my words.
They will follow.
And you will watch,
with both eyes open.
Both?
♪♪
Become your full self.
[ Screaming ]
Something's wrong.
Invictus: You've become you.
No,
No one should have this.
[ Screams ]
Take it back!
You have two paths
ahead of you, my child.
Stay with the Gary
to your doom.
Or join me and burn
this universe to nothingness
so that all of us
can begin again.
♪♪
[ Grunting ]
Three days
to choose your path.
My power is increasing.
Soon nothing
will hold me back.
♪♪
Ahhhhhhhh.
♪♪
Ash?
I'm back.
♪♪
Previously on "Final Space,"
yo
Quinn: Gary
Gary: H.U.E.,
ready the medical bay.
Invictus: I am close.
I want answers!
Ash!
We need to lightfold now.
♪♪
Hang on, Quinn!
Hang on!
I'm sorry.
I should have told you.
New at this, H.U.E.!
What am I doing?
What am I doing!
H.U.E.:
Place Quinn in the pod, Gary.
That's all we
can do for now.
Okay. Alright!
Oh, dang! Oh. Oh!
Oh!
I'm so sorry.
You trying to kill me?
Not funny, Quinn!
Okay, that -- that -- that --
Okay, that wasn't half bad.
[ Laughs ]
I learned from the best.
♪♪
Quinn
Quinn. Quinn!
H.U.E.,
tell me she's sleeping.
Yes, Gary.
Just sleeping.
[ Door opens ]
Ah! Come to KVN.
Oh. Ohh.
You bury this memory.
Bury it deep, and then
delete it forever.
But then I'll have nothing
to rewatch
after you die and all your
bones turn to dust. Right?
So you stay pretty
and let me do the thinking.
So cute!
Gary is hurting.
We may not be able
to stop Quinn from dying.
I know.
What would Gary's
best friend do?
He would get him a rebound.
A rebound, you say?
I like it.
But who?
You know who.
I do know who!
Wait!
Wait a second
How did
you know I knew who?
Because I'm you.
Oh, right.
Heh heh heh.
Now to get Gary
a second chance at love.
She's baaack!
Beth!
No, KVN!
Avert your eyes.
She's Gary's.
Update me, H.U.E.
What do we know about this
Final Space poisoning?
Gary? Over here.
Gary?
Think of it like
stagnant water --
a breeding pool for disease.
When Final Space
was sealed away
from the flow of the universe,
space-time itself stagnated,
poisoning all organic matter.
Alright, then,
what's the cure?
Oh, there isn't a cure.
Chookity.
We tried everything!
Whoo!
Why is this so hard?
If only we had better,
more rectangular woman to love.
Right, Gary?
Will you shut up?!
Who -- meor Beth?
Figure it out, H.U.E.
Please.
No, Beth.
Gary is not ignoring you.
Has anyone ever told you
you have magnificent eyes?
Wellyou do.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
I-I wish I knew
what she was going through.
H.U.E.: It would not have
helped, Gary.
How do you know?
Because I did know
what she was going through,
and there was nothing
that I could do about it.
Wait. You knew Quinn was sick,
and you didn't tell me?
It did feel wrong.
But then for some reason,
I did it anyway.
Gary, is that what being
human feels like?
♪♪
Hang on, Quinn.
♪♪
The Resistance lives.
We win here, Quatro,
we liberate the oppressed!
We restore hope!
[speaking Spanish]
Sí, Papa!
Okay, Lewis and Clark --
Attack!
Attack, my beautifuls!
God,
I love riding these things.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
[ Both roaring ]
♪♪
First death.
And then light refreshments.
Take that!
And this!
And that!
And this!
Why won't you die?
I'm shooting you repeatedly.
Why are you attacking
the weak?
Only the strong survive
in this expanse of space.
Double take that!
Oh, heavens,
that's a good answer.
Well, I have news.
The Resistance is here.
And I, Tribore,
am its leader, so
Tribore?!
Can it be?
We know of you.
We know of your legend.
Oh, heavens.
Excuse me. Sheryl?
Yeah, H.U.E.?
Have you ever tried
your very hardest,
but it's just not good enough?
Ugh,
story of my life, mate.
How did you handle it?
By going on benders
and peeling my skivvies off
for any man who
gave me a second look.
You know what I mean,
don't ya?
That is unhelpful and sad.
Oh, actually, it was big fun
until it wasn't.
The one thing that could've
worked, I was too afraid of.
And that one thing was?
Asking for help.
I've never asked
for help before.
I don't even think I know how.
Uh, you're barking up
the wrong tree for that, doggo.
Ask someone
who's actually done it.
Hmm.
Ruminating, considering
Why don't you give
Kevin Van Newton a call?
He knows everything.
♪♪
[ Clatter ]
Wait! What the
Hello, Kevin.
It's H.U.E.
from the Galaxy Two.
We met before on the --
It's H.U.E.
from the Galaxy Two.
What the hell do you want?
I'm calling forhelp.
Huh.
That wasn't so bad.
How have you survived this long
without contracting
Final Space poisoning?
Celenium.
It absorbs everything,
including the nasty stuff
we're breathing here.
But don't get too excited.
It's one of the rarest elements
in the universe.
Hmm.
I think I can work with that.
Thank you.
I believe we can create
a Celenium implant.
Throughout the half-life
of the isotope,
it would absorb the poison
in Quinn's bloodstream.
Perhaps something like this.
That looks like
Nightfall's chip.
Ideally, the chip would be
positioned near
the anterior cerebral arteries
to prevent further
psychotic episodes.
Like that.
And Quinn
becomes Nightfall.
Full freaking circle.
Or rhombus?
Yeah.
It's a full freaking rhombus.
Oh.
There is one major problem.
Perhaps
I should've led with this.
The Celenium is on a comet
that is traveling 91,000 miles
per hour.
Surface temperature --
100 degrees below zero.
Brrrrr!
That's chilly, yo.
How do we land on a rock
that's hurling through space
at a bazillion gazillion
miles per hour?
Problem solved!
We could do
a Hook and Grab.
Yeah,
done it plenty of times.
We harpoon it with a grappling
hook, zip-line over to it,
Mooncake blasts us down
Ah. Okay, so obviously
this is foolproof.
Worse plans have succeeded,
and better plans have failed.
Besides, it's for Quinn,
Gary.
Mom, thank you.
Let's get to it then!
♪♪
Aah!
[ Gasping ]
♪♪
Aah! Aah!
Aaaahhhh!
Invictus!
Where are you?!
Invictus: Darker.
Leave the light.
I'm waiting there.
[ Breathes deeply ]
Return to me and speak.
Show yourself!
Darker still.
Go where
the light is broken.
Where are you?!
Ohh!
You're close now.
So very close.
Gaahhh!
Aah!
Open your eyes, child.
Invictus.
♪♪
Okay, how do you know me?
And before you speak,
have you checked your facts?
Because Quatronostro
is a hard Pisces
and he is in a mood.
You are of the prophecy!
A legend spoken from
a hallucinating,
late-stage alcoholic soothsayer,
who said a savior would appear
who would sprout
into a fire elemental
with magnificent wings.
I must compliment you
on your beautiful checked facts.
Please continue to proceed.
The soothsayer has spoken
of you many times.
He wore a long gown.
Not too summery,
not too wintery.
The hemline was not
from this world.
Did he mention
where he got it?
No.
They never do.
But he did tell me his name.
Tim Belts.
Tim Belts?!
Tim Belts?!
But I thought
he was dead.
He is dead.
He said, "I am very dead,
but I have a message
for Tribore Menendez."
Tell me, checker of checked
facts, what was his message?
He said he can only
speak it to you.
That's so Tim Belts!
We must travel to
the Temple of Krask.
Spirits speak freely there to
the worthy and unworthy alike.
Oh, heavens!
Then what are we waiting for?
To the Temple of Krask!
[speaking Spanish]
Al templo de Krask!
Invictus:
You're home, my child.
So this is
what you look like.
The monster hiding
in the darkness.
I am the shadow cast
and the light beyond.
Your very breath
and the choices you make
are my gifts.
I am in all life.
You're a parasite,
infecting everything around you.
You took Fox!
Give my brother back!
You will be reunited soon.
Now!
I am protecting him
from the fool
who died a thousand deaths,
preventing me
from escaping this prison.
The Gary.
Gary is good.
You're the cosmic psycho.
How blind you are.
He is a crusader
who's saved no one.
A jackal that will
kill everything
in his path including
your brother.
I
I don't believe you.
Gary wouldn't.
You will see my words live.
The Gary
will kill your brother.
♪♪
♪♪
Well, I've done some entirely
crazy things in my day,
but this is
going in my top 10.
Let 'er rip, H.U.E.
Shooting anchor in 3, 2, 1.
♪♪
Catos, you're good to go.
Little Cato:This thing
looks very mean.
It's just a comet, buddy.
Oh!
Holy hell!
I-I take it back.
Let's lock up!
Incoming!
♪♪
Keep it quick, boys!
♪♪
The Celenium deposit is
a mile below the surface.
Mooncake,
blast us down, buddy.
Chookity pok!
♪♪
Uh, there's cracking?!
Do you see the cracking?
I see it!
Come on!
Where are they, H.U.E.?
They are on the comet.
And Quinn?
Her bio readings
are getting weaker, Gary.
There is no assurance
this will succeed.
Just give us some more time,
H.U.E.!
Gary,
time is not mine to give.
It belongs to none of us.
♪♪
We need to hurry.
♪♪
Little Cato: Got it.
♪♪
Watch it! Aah!
♪♪
We're trapped.
The Temple of Krask.
It's kinda ugly.
They better have
vending machines.
I'm not even there yet,
and I am already exhausted.
♪♪
Where is Tim Belts?
I seek his spirit.
I want to commune with him.
Respect the dead,
heathens.
The dead only speak to people
with appointments.
But I could maybe
bend the rules
for that fabulous cape.
[speaking Spanish]
No, Papa!
If this is what it takes
to get to Tim Belts,
then take it.
[speaking Spanish]
Pero, Papa!
♪♪
That was fast. Tim?
This is Tim.
Uh, who disturbs
my eternal slumber?
It's Tribore Menendez.
Ah, of course.
Hey, uh
is your progeny with you?
[speaking Spanish]
Si, Tim Belts.
Quatronostro es aquí.
Speak this legend.
Now, the time has come for you
to liberate the forsaken
and lead them
out of Final Space.
When you say "you"
do you mean me
or Quatronostro?
Yes.
For I have foretold,
you are the Great Liberator.
Again.
By "you," do you mean me or
Quatronostro?
Yes.
Okay!
Bye-bye now!
I'm beginning to remember
why we fell out of touch.
♪♪
Avocato?
Little Cato?
♪♪
Sheryl!
Sheryl: Oh!
I thought you boys
might be dead.
Do you have the stuff?
Got it.
But we need you to come
and pick us up.
We won't make it back
the way we came.
Sheryl: On it.
Alright, do it, Mooncake.
Do that thing you do,
baby!
Chookity pok!
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
[ Groaning ]
♪♪
Celenium
in the med bay, yo!
♪♪
[machine whirring]
H.U.E.: Celeniumsmelting.
Chipfabricating.
Drill operative.
Gary: Hurry, H.U.E.!
H.U.E., what's happening?!
[ Screaming ]
Her body is too weak
to withstand the fusion.
Avocato: C'mon, H.U.E.
There's got to be
something you can do.
This procedure requires
Quinn to be conscious.
Any chemical interference
can jeopardize the fusion.
But there is
one way.
Anything!
We can fuse her pain receptors
with yours.
But, Gary, you will feel all of
the pain that Quinn is feeling.
I don't care.
Do it.
Link established.
I don't feel -- Aah!
[ Screaming ]
♪♪
Raise it more.
Gary, that is something
I do not recommend.
[ Screaming ]
Cardiac arrest in progress.
Avocato: Come on.
Come on, buddy.
Come on, Gary!
[ Paddles whining ]
Aah! Aah!
Ugh! More, H.U.E.
Your troponin levels
are critical.
Any more, and you may --
Quinn would do it for me.
Do it!
[ Screaming ]
Oh, my God!
Gary?
Gary!
Celenium implant complete.
Blood filtering.
Life signs stabilizing.
How am I gonna break this
to Beth?
She's gonna be pissed.
♪♪
You're okay.
You look like hell.
So
tell me
about your sister.
No.
I know you're lying.
Gary would never
kill my brother.
Invictus:
These are my words.
They will follow.
And you will watch,
with both eyes open.
Both?
♪♪
Become your full self.
[ Screaming ]
Something's wrong.
Invictus: You've become you.
No,
No one should have this.
[ Screams ]
Take it back!
You have two paths
ahead of you, my child.
Stay with the Gary
to your doom.
Or join me and burn
this universe to nothingness
so that all of us
can begin again.
♪♪
[ Grunting ]
Three days
to choose your path.
My power is increasing.
Soon nothing
will hold me back.
♪♪
Ahhhhhhhh.
♪♪
Ash?
I'm back.
♪♪