Dark Angel s01e02 Episode Script


- How many did you get in? - All 15.
- 15, at 20 grand a piece.
- Like taking candy from a baby, Solinski.
- Where's my money? - What do you mean? It was in the case.
Hey, you're kinda cute.
Nobody rips me off! Where's my money? The subject was followed to the Flamingo Lodge Motel where she registered under the name of Anita Orduno.
And the subject was then joined by a female Caucasian, uh, like 20, middle twenties, late twenties, and she accompanied her into the hotel room for about three and a half hours.
Anyway, here's the thing, though.
The registration in the other woman's car, well, it goes back to you, Mr Meyer.
So your mistress is steppin' out on you, but she's doin' it with your wife.
I guess that could be good news or bad news.
It all depends on whether Please.
Don't stop on my account.
Mr Lydecker She wasn't here.
I haven't seen her, I haven't spoken to her Finish your lunch before it gets cold.
Please, Mr Lydecker.
I have told you.
I have told you everything I know.
I swear it! It seems so unfair.
There you are, drifting along, a private investigator running his own Laundromat.
Along comes this young lady, who asks him to help her find a bunch of kids with bar codes on their necks.
Please don't hurt me, Mr Lydecker.
- How are the nails? - No! Mr Lydecker Looks like they're growing back fine.
See? I told you.
Mr Vogelsang, I want you to be very clear just how important this young girl is to me.
I would peel every inch of skin from your body if it would bring me one heartbeat closer to her.
I know she's out there.
Eventually she'll have to come up for air.
And when she does I wanna be there.
She's spikin' a can-can endo.
Spank it, sugar.
- Damn.
She fine.
- She's straight.
Don't put salt in my game.
I'm not tryin' to hit her.
She's all yours.
Give me hot boy over there.
His friend's kinda workin' for me, too.
And the brother over there in the corner is just breakin' my heart.
- Are you running a fever or something? - No.
- Are you sure? You look flushed.
- Yeah.
Why? I don't know.
You just seem What? Like you been puddlin' over every pair of pants in here.
- Stop.
- You are.
- Hey.
- Hey.
See? - What? I'm just bein' friendly cos he's cute.
- Somebody correct my eyes! - You've been layin' out for the boys all night.
- You're in heat or something.
But don't trip.
You don't see men down on theyselves cos they 'bout it.
You got an itch, go scratch.
- Hey there.
- We are talking, bitch.
Hang on to your drinks! - You come here a lot? - Yeah.
What are you drinkin'? - Max! - I'm scratchin', K.
- I'll have whatever you're having.
- Hey, two more beers.
- You're heterosexual.
What's up with that? - No clue.
- Here.
- Thanks.
- I gotta blaze.
- But I thought you It's been real fun.
Maybe we can kick it sometime.
It was all just a strange and beautiful dream.
I'm OK.
Kendra was right.
I am in heat, or something like that.
All because they spiced up that genetic cocktail called "me" with a dash of feline DNA.
So I can jump 15 feet of razor wire and take out a 250-pound linebacker with my thumb and index finger, which makes me an awesome killing machine and a hoot at parties.
But it also means that three times a year I'm climbing the walls looking for some action.
Thank God the worst of it's over.
If I can just get through the next 12 hours without doing something I'm gonna regret.
Work for it.
Seven, eight Good contraction.
Even though you can't feel it, visualise that muscle working.
One more.
And ten.
- Stick a fork in you, you're done.
- One more set.
- Save it for tomorrow.
- Come on, Bling.
One more set.
You can't do this all at once.
You gotta pace yourself, man, otherwise you'll burn out.
- I don't think so.
- Patience in all things, my friend.
Come on.
- Anyway, you got company.
- Hey, kids.
Am I interrupting? No, you're just in time.
Bling was about to entertain me with one of my favourite chestnuts: "The Tortoise and the Hare".
- Maybe he'll listen to you.
- Yeah, right! - Good night, people.
Drink some water.
- Sure thing, Mom.
He's right.
You shouldn't be so hard on yourself.
Aw, don't you start.
Amazing what happens when you put three dirtbags in a room and money disappears.
Tempers flare, guns are drawn Three dead dirtbags.
Nicely done.
What happens to the poor folks who thought they were going to the Promised Land? Well, they don't get marched overboard ten miles at sea, for one.
Which is a good thing.
And it'll at least be partial repayment for what they paid the smugglers.
And, with Solinski and company deceased, I'd say our work is through here.
- Wait.
What do you have for me on Zack? - I'm still developing information.
- Whatever that means.
- If I get anything substantive, you'll know.
I kept my end of the bargain by running this errand for you.
And I intend to keep mine.
But Project Manticore was a covert operation.
It's gonna take time.
Patience in all things.
Spare me the lecture.
I waited nine years for my brother.
If you can help me, great.
If not, don't waste my time.
- I'm doin' my best.
- Give me a call when you've got something.
God, Logan looked hot, even given the givens.
But don't even go there, Max.
Your life's complicated enough.
Last call for alcohol's not for another hour.
So, am I gonna go home and be a good girl, or That's your last one, buddy.
Well, well, well.
Do my eyes deceive me, or is this the woman of my dreams? Don't talk.
Just come.
- Make yourself at home.
- Nice place.
I'll be right out.
Over there.
Max, do you have any idea what you're doing? You are going to march out there right now and tell Eric it would be best if he went home.
On second thought, you're not leaving this room.
So, what, am I gonna stay here all night? What do you know anyway? Eric? Eric.
There is a God.
Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah There's only one word for you, and it starts with an 's', ends with a 't', and it's got 'u' and 'l' in the middle.
- "Sult"? - A dyslexic slut at that.
Nothing happened.
I brought him home, we fell asleep, end of story.
- Just don't tell him.
It might break his heart.
- Morning, ladies.
We didn't get a chance to talk last night.
I'm Eric.
And you are? Leaving.
That better not be my towel.
- You must be tired, baby.
- Oh, but so happy.
Look, I gotta go to work, so let yourself out.
Another run to 46 Euclid.
The righteous man does not tolerate the wickedness of Babylon.
The downpressor will be punished for his abomination.
- I will not dirty my hands with that package.
- Herbal, I don't understand a word you say.
- I do.
- You're an idiot.
He said he doesn't wanna screw up his karma by delivering any more porno to the twist at 46 Euclid.
Your job is to deliver packages, period.
You don't know or care what's inside of them.
But when the Most High cause a package to fall from my bike and bust open and reveal this kind of wickedness, I and I can't bury my head in the sand, like an ostrich.
Oh, for cryin' out loud.
- Where's it go? - It's for you.
Motor oil.
Who'd you have to sleep with to score that? "Your bed is my everywhere.
I love you.
" - Who's Eric? - No one you know.
Wait a minute.
You didn't seriously loft it with Gilligan from last night? Nothin' happened.
- He spent the night in your bed? - Yeah.
- But you didn't let him hit it? - No! Then you did all right, boo.
That lube's expensive.
In other news Do not adjust your set.
This is a Streaming Freedom Video bulletin.
The cable hack will last exactly 60 seconds.
It cannot be traced, it cannot be stopped, and it is the only free voice left in this city.
If anyone's wondering where Joel Solinski is, his bullet-riddled body is lying below deck on board the Andrea Marlene in Seattle harbour.
Mr Solinski lured hundreds aboard the ship, - promising safe passage across the ocean.
- Gotta blaze.
He made his money as a smuggler, trafficking in human misery.
No more.
Joel Solinski has paid for his crimes.
Blowin' up my pager.
It better be major.
You were in an odd mood last night.
- You got me here to talk about my moods? - No.
Not exactly.
- Then what? I have a job.
- Quid pro quo.
- You found something on Zack? - No.
Something else.
In May of '09 the SAC base at Gillette, Wyoming, was shut down.
Its staff reassigned around the country.
I got ahold of their transfer orders.
Now, for an air-force base, there were surprisingly few pilots, but a whole lot of ob-gyns, genetic researchers, dieticians, teaching specialists.
May of '09? That was three months after we escaped.
This SAC base was Manticore? Or how it appeared on Department of Defense books.
One woman, a dietician, was transferred to the naval air station at Sedro Island.
Her name was - is - Hannah.
Get in.
Come on.
- Hannah? - Her last name is Sukova.
The age is right.
Her description fits.
But Sedro's been shut down for years, and whether she picked you up that night or still lives there, who knows? - How far away is Sedro Island? - 80 miles, maybe.
Logan, you're awesome.
Thank you.
There's no guarantee.
How many Hannahs in the world? - How many Hannahs at the air base? - That I know of? One.
- Then it's gotta be her.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey! Let's assume you make it past the sector police without a pass and get out of the city.
- A fair assumption.
- Lydecker was set up on Vogelsang.
- Yeah.
- So he knows about Hannah.
Then she can be in trouble, and I put her there.
I've gotta find her.
You wanna find the other ones like you? You wanna find Zack? I can help you but they're part of a puzzle that needs to be put together.
Hannah's one piece.
You go after her now, before we know the bigger picture, you risk blowing everything.
I guess I'm no better at being patient than you are.
OK, that's very good.
Let's try it again.
Please bring in your translations next week.
Thank you.
Thank you.
- Bye.
- Bye.
My mom asked could I pay with this instead of money, cos she doesn't have any.
I know the feeling.
No problem.
Thank you.
Oh! Real coffee.
I haven't seen that in a while.
- You look like you're going somewhere.
- Oh, road trip.
- What did it mean? What were you saying? - It's a haiku.
It's hard to translate, but something like "My remaining days are numbered.
A brief night.
" - Gloomy.
I like it.
- So where are you going? - Nowhere in particular.
Be back in two days.
- Knock, knock.
You're even more beautiful than I remember.
- How much of last night do you remember? - Enough to know it's a night I'll never forget.
So, Eric, I have to say I'm impressed.
Pretty lavish gift for a girl you just met.
This goes for a lot of money on the black market.
- Let's just say I'm well connected.
- I like well-connected guys.
- I'm taken.
- No, you're not.
- How well connected? - My uncle's kind of a big deal.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
In law enforcement.
What branch? Military, sector police, Seattle PD? Sector police.
He's more or less in charge.
You must get a lot of love with sector passes, checkpoints, that kind of thing.
I go and I come as I please.
This city is an open book to me.
- Max! - Eric? - You don't think maybe some lights? - I can see in the dark.
- Eric? - Yep.
- The checkpoint.
- The checkpoint? - We're here.
Do your thing.
- Now? - Now.
- I'm not sure now's such a good idea.
- Eric - It's late.
It could be a problem getting my uncle on the phone.
Plus I don't see any phones.
It's been brought to my attention I don't have much patience.
And what little I do have is now gone.
How about we go back to that town we drove through, get something to eat? - Maybe get a room - Eric! I have to ask you a question.
- Can you be perfectly honest with me? - I'll try.
- Do you have an uncle? - Absolutely.
- In the sector police? - Yes.
- What does he do? - Well, if there's a mess in the organisation, - he's in charge of cleaning it up.
- Like internal affairs? More like janitorial.
Assigned to the motor pool.
And every now and then a case of 30-weight follows him home.
- Hold on.
- Huh? Oh, God.
Max, this feels like more than just a road trip.
- Something else is goin' on here.
- You think? - Max, what's the plan? - I'm going to that island over there.
- What? What for? - None of your business.
Fair enough.
So I guess we need a boat or something.
Only everyone's still asleep, which is what we should be doing.
I don't sleep.
My pager, my keys.
You lose 'em, you're dead.
Max! Oh, God.
Can I help you? You probably don't remember me.
It was a long time ago.
- I'm sorry? - I'm the girl you found on the road that night.
Come in.
When you found me did you know who I was, or what I was? I knew you were a prototype - the haircut, the government-issue gown.
- So you knew about the escape? - We heard the sirens, the helicopters.
They said it was a drill, but as I left the base I overheard a sentry say it was an escape - from block 12 where X5 lived.
- X5 was my group.
I didn't see how you'd even make it to the wire.
You were just children.
Why did you stop? I don't know.
I just knew I had to.
Come in.
It's all right.
You'll be safe here.
It's Hannah.
I need to see you.
I have a friend who needs a place to stay for a couple of days.
No, she's just a kid, but she's got problems at home.
She needs to find somewhere safe.
Look, I'll explain everything when I see you.
I'd never been in a house before.
All any of us knew were the barracks.
Your house was so warm and small and comfortable.
I should have stayed with you, but I had to go, make arrangements to get you away.
- I knew they'd be looking for you.
- You didn't come back.
They sealed off the area.
Pulled me over, searched, ordered me to wait in my car for hours.
When I got home, you were gone.
We were trained to keep moving in enemy territory.
I wish I could've done more.
You've done enough.
- After all this time, you came looking for me.
- I had to, to thank you.
And to find out about the others.
Do you know anything about any of 'em? No.
- What? - You are so beautiful.
It's in the genes.
Look at the time.
I'm gonna be late for work.
I'm gonna call and tell them I won't be in this morning.
It'll give you and I a chance to talk.
It's Hannah.
I just wanted to let you know I won't be in until later on.
I have a friend visiting from out of town.
I'll see you this afternoon.
Max, I'm trying to shake loose something on Zack.
- Whoa, hold on.
I'm not Max.
- Who is this? - Who's this? - A friend.
What are you doin' with her pager? - I'm her boyfriend.
Got a problem with that? - Where's Max? Probably shark bait by now.
I don't know what's goin' on, but this girl's nuts.
I love her, but she's nuts.
She jumped in the water and disappeared.
That was three hours ago.
Listen carefully.
My name is Logan.
I am a close friend of Max.
Tell me your name.
- Eric.
- Eric, where are you right now? - On a dock, God knows where, looking at - Sedro Island.
The mothers.
Who were they? They recruited young women who were in-vitroed and kept on the base.
Most of us had no contact with them, for security reasons.
They were monitored, given vitamins, gene therapy, who knows what else.
So the science projects they were carrying would go according to plan.
- And they did this for money? - No woman knew what she was getting into.
Most were hardly more than girls themselves.
Once they delivered, they sent them back.
- So you never knew my mother? - No.
Can you tell me anything about her? Anything? The TAC leaders never told us about where we came from.
It was more like we came from each other - inspired teamwork.
It wasn't until I escaped that I found out about parents and babies and all.
I always wondered about her.
My mother - who she was, what she was like.
Now I know.
Just another girl looking to get paid.
But it's all good.
I turned out all right with my strange little life.
It's OK, you know? It's not like Lydecker gave you a choice.
That phone call you made, to tell him that I was here.
You had to do it.
I understand.
- You knew? - When you're like me, you pick up on things.
I am so sorry.
He said if I didn't do it, he would kill me.
Believe me, he would and will, even though you did exactly what he told you.
Which is why you and I have to get out of here - now.
Room clear! Come on.
Agh! - Go! - Not without you.
- Why are you helping me? - You saved my life.
- We need a boat.
- Jonah's Bay, south shore.
A black chopper just went over.
Is this some kind of covert government thing? It may be turning into something like that.
Max is gonna need your help.
Let me just say I've always been someone who could be counted on in a pinch.
That's good to know.
Stay on the line.
Eric, I need you to do something for me.
This is Lydecker at Control.
I'm within range.
Canopy's too thick.
Get me on the ground.
Charlie Team, this is Control.
Move to dam and secure perimeter.
Control, Charlie 2.
Roger, out.
Delta Team, this is Control.
Take up position on the south side of the dam.
- Over.
- Delta Team.
Copy, out.
Max, what do we do? Trust me.
Control, this is Delta 2.
We have the suspects.
- I'm sorry.
- It's not your fault.
Delta 2, good work.
Bring them to the rally point.
All units to the rally point.
Move out.
- This is Delta 2.
We are - Delta 2, this is Control.
Say again.
Control, this is Delta 2.
We are five miles from the rally point.
Roger, Delta 2.
Control out.
- It's the only way down.
- Max, no! Come on.
- Delta 2, Control.
What is your ETA? Over.
- Delta 2, five miles.
Say again, Delta 2.
Sergeant Baum, Team Delta 2.
Our comms are down, sir.
- I was just talking to you.
- No.
Someone jammed our transmissions.
- Where are the prisoners? - We don't have any prisoners, sir.
Who is this? I said, who is this? Establish a security perimeter on the south shore.
Nobody leaves the island.
Max! Max? Hey.
Control, this is Alpha Team, approaching the south shore.
Control, this is Alpha Team.
There is no sign of the suspects.
They are not here.
Believe me, Max.
This isn't about you.
- It's about me.
- OK.
I don't need to know what you're doing.
I don't wanna know, in fact, for my safety.
Don't get me wrong.
I think you're completely awesome.
These have been the most exciting two days of my life.
But? We are very different people.
- Are you trying to say it's over between us? - You hate me now, don't you, baby? I'll get over it.
Believe me, Max.
I can see where this is goin'.
It's better this way.
It's OK, Eric.
You saved my life, gave me a case of motor oil.
I can honestly say no man has ever done so much.
I gotta ask.
The other night.
Was it as amazing for you as it was for me? Eric, you the man.
Hannah's travel docs, new ID and passport.
And this.
- So, your boyfriend seems like a nice guy.
- He's not my boyfriend.
- You two break up? - We were never together.
- It's not like you owe me an explanation.
- I know.
- You don't wanna talk about it, fine.
- There's no reason for you to get jealous.
Of course there isn't.
You and I don't have that kind of relationship.
- Thanks for this.
- Happy to help.
Have you ever been up on the Space Needle? No.
And it's not on my list of things to do.
- How come? - Actually, I've always been scared of heights.
- Really? - Really.
We're gonna have to do something about that.
Here you go.
To get you started.
Checkpoint pass and some money.
- I can't take this.
- Yeah, you can.
- Where did you get all this? - A friend.
Thank you.
What about you? It's not safe for you.
I can take care of myself.
Plus there's someone around here who needs me.
- Good luck.
- Max There's something I didn't tell you.
I didn't wanna get into it because the more we talked, the harder it was to go through with what I had to do.
It's about your mother.
I did know her.
She wasn't like the others.
Seven months into her pregnancy she tried to escape.
She didn't wanna give you up.
When she was full term they had to strap her down when they induced.
They had to put her under, she fought so hard.
- What happened after that? - She was moved to a psychiatric facility.
I never saw her again after that.
- What was her name? - I don't know.
How old was she? About your age.
So now I know.
I had a mother who loved me.
And maybe she's still out there somewhere.
Like that changes anything in my life.
Only it changes everything.