Earth: Final Conflict s05e02 Episode Script
Pariahs
Previously on Gene Roddenberry's Earth Final Conflict Liam Kincaid may still be in that chamber, alive, and if he's not then we owed to him to find out what he died for.
Fall back! Fall back! - What the hell is going on? - Please, oh God! - What was it? - There's nothing human alive in there I found this.
Liam I'm sorry.
We don't want whatever in there to get out, you understand? Humans were a rare delicacy.
Now it appeared there is an abundant supply.
- You're not like the other humans.
- Yeah, I get that a lot Renée, there's one in the engine room and one banging at the door.
We use a hand.
If anything comes to the door kill it! I just lost two good men in there.
Now your search and rescue mission is over.
Sarge! Hold on, pull! No, please, oh god! No! There's nothing human alive in there.
Im afraid we have unleashed the final conflict, Miss Palmer.
What the hell is going on? What the hell is going on? What was it? Lock the damn hatch, now! Let's scuttle the sub! We're atavus, and this is our world, human Not yours! No!!! In the 21st century an alien species known as the Taelons came to Earth with the promise of peace They lied.
Their true agenda was to dominate us.
After years of struggle the Taelons have perished leaving more aggressive beings in their wake: the Atavus.
Syncro Kulmai and Team trad.
EFC Transcript Kulmai and Team trad.
EFC My name is Renée Palmer.
My mission is to stop this new species in dominating our planet.
This is Earth Final Conflict.
What's going on? I had to transfer you for your own protection.
From whom? You? The FBI? So cut me loose and debrief me.
We don't have much time.
Listen Something mutaded in that Atavus chamber, OK? I've never seen anything like it.
I had to scuttle the sub.
I've done a search with the ***, nothing to report.
- No substantial submarine.
- Hubble, listen to me! You don't understand.
They're up on the mothership looking for a lunch.
Yeah we are lunch! Allright, that's enough! That's enough! Exterminate them for God sake! Before they breed.
Listen to me, Renée.
We have no evidence of any mutants running around.
You want me to start beating a drum again about a new alien menace.
I'll need solid proof.
- What's she doing? - It's allright, Renée.
I'm going to look into it.
You get some rest.
- Look into it?! - Get well.
Don't you get it? They're here! Call tech onboard the mothership, you'll get your proof! The Taelon mothership is dead as a door nail.
And no one up there.
My name is Ronald Sandoval.
You're aboard the Taelon mothership which as you can see, is dying.
The sensors on this vessel allow me a view of most activities on Earth, including the carnage that took place on board that submarine.
Therefore, I bring this sustenance as a gesture of good will.
But before you feed, I have a proposal.
You're no in position to bargain, human.
Killing me would be amazingly short-sighted.
I have something you need much more than my single life force.
I can give you means to consume 5.
5 billion of us.
You need to understand an enemy, before you can control them.
I've known your kinds since the time your species walked on its knuckles.
And today you're know next to nothing.
Humans have advanced to the threshold of intergalactic travel.
They have strong survival skill.
And I can assure you, we are at our best, when things are at their worse.
This human did save us Howlyn.
And he does appear to want to be our advisor, our ally, our friend.
The other humans fear us, Why not you? Why betray your own? I risked my life everyday for years in trying to save humanity from our last alien threat.
And what did I get for my efforts? Betrayal! Rejection! I became a pariah banished to this orbiting tomb.
I survived of nuclear strike and this isolation barely.
Yes, I can sense your pain.
Now it's payback! I'm odd.
And I can be your means to control that planet down there, control humanity! Fortify yourself Howlyn, and reflect on this.
The human has much to prove and we do have much to learn.
Miss Palmer I'm Lieutenant Shields.
I've been authorized to give you Catscan.
It's ok, it's ok, it's me! Follow me in the 340.
* Wake up, put*** on me! - What do I do without you? - You've managed, I'm sure.
There's clothe in the trailer.
Where is your global? - Give me Hubble's on the FBI frequencies - What for? - Hubble Urick put you in lockdown, remember? - He's still a friend.
- Good clout.
- No, he's not, he's a Fed with clout.
Look, you might trust him, but I do not.
You could bet he'll be dropping the *** on us in any seconds.
So could we just get on the road? No, I'm not running from them, Street! People have to know the alien threaten isn't over yet.
Then play it smart, lay low for a while The smart play, is to race the Atavus right now.
You recorded everything that went down on that sub, right? No, no, this is the wrong play.
We need to just take a step back and think about how we gonna move on this.
You know we don't have that kind of time I'm gonna to Hubble Are you with me or not? You're on your own.
Unless I've stashed a bunch of circus clowns in the glove compartment, there's nobody here but me! Said the big bad wolf.
If you're trying to impress upon me that you're saying Renée, burning a hole though my chest won't do it.
Oh, forgive me but it's a little hard to trust you after waking up in lockdown in a military hospital.
I was concerned for your welfare.
Why would I not been? Your proof! Note it's out of focus clip from an home B.
horror movie.
His name is Howlyn.
There's the original from Street's body computer.
Have your lab authenticate it.
Alright, but if this checks out I've got to handle things my way.
As long as it involves deadly force, I don't care.
It has to be classified.
Hey, I don't think a world-wide panic, is gonna help anything either.
- No leaks then? - No leaks.
But you'd better consider using theatre nuclear weapons - Just slow down! - I don't get it, Hubble! They won't just die like we do.
You knock them down, they can get right back up again.
They have to be obliterated.
Alright, I hear you, we'll get it done.
But until I do, I need to know where I could find you.
Bastard! Get her, Take her down! I want her unharmed.
Swinch and Grubber, Go! You walked in a federal rat trap, didn't you? I'm here your honor.
And, what happened to our evidence? Hubble's got it.
He'll test that disc and see its legit.
You can kiss that disc goodbye! Some friend Yeah, I'll just get on with it.
I think you can give me the lowdown on Hubble's new aid, what's his face, Ryan Pat, something? I'm already step ahead of you.
Ryan Patrichio, fast track cover ***.
At his desk by seven.
unmarried, serial dater, scored 50 out 50 on his last small arms qualifying round.
He worked for 2 years in a counter terrorist unit with Ronald Sandoval, pre-taelon time.
I knew I didn't like him.
Now you mention it, what was Sandoval's last known address? Mothership, but nothing could have survive that nuclear strike a few months ago.
Then who the hell beamed up the Atavus? Computer! I thought all the Atavus were accounted for on the aft deck.
Affirmative, Sir! So why am I still getting a bio-reading inside the regeneration chamber? I am also getting a reading in that location, Sir.
But it is not haven an Atavan bio-signature.
Agent Sandoval how fortunate to see you.
I am Raj'el Hi! I thought all surviving Taelons were absorbed in the joining with the Jaridians.
No, that attempt to sustain my species failed.
However I was able to vacate my Atavan host and reconstitute myself.
Raj'el? - Don't recall you're ever been on the mothership? - No, not as a single entity.
I am the forefather of all the Taelons.
I am the last of my kind and I'm in urgent need of your assistance.
I am no longer in the Synod's service.
I'm forging a new partnership with your predecessors.
The Atavus? Agent Sandoval, I can assure you, their proliferation will be humanity's darkest hour.
Better we should put the mothership on a course into the sun and not let them The Taelons had their time, the chance to dominate humanity, and lost.
Now it's my time.
Time for what? - To turn your back on your entire species again? - My own have forsaken me, Taelon! I simply choose to ally myself with the winning team.
In the mean time, you will remain here until I decide what to do with you.
I refuse to remain a prisonner here.
Then ally yourself with Sandoval.
At least, for the time being! I've no need for that human or any other human over that to feed.
Look around here, Juda.
This craft is fabricated from the same bio-replicate materials as ours.
We should be able to control this ship without any difficulty.
Once we manage to get pass this level's containment shield.
The labs says there's 50/50 chance it's genuine, which is not enough proof to goal the President mind book.
I know I pay you to be pythologicaly cynical, Ryan, but Renee Palmer's instincts are usually right.
- And I've never known her be a liar.
- Yeah, give me time to find her.
Mean, even if new mutant alien or Atavus or whatever she calls are on the mothership, so far nobody as far as we know, can get on or off.
- And if they do? - We are tracking the ships potential portal frequency 24/7, we would have team on them in a heart beat, with maximum fire power.
- Alright, you go find Renée! - Fine.
I don't want to see her on Satnews and I've to go tell the President why I'm selling on my hands.
How did you bypass the containment shields? With an entry.
Your health readings are substandard.
You need constant radiation **** in treatment to sustain your body stability, and I need constant feeding of sentient lifeforce to sustain mine.
Ironic isn't it? Did you consider my proposal? Yes.
- Juda advise me to accept it.
- Excellent, we'll work well together.
I rejected her advice.
What about the woman, Renée Palmer? An anomaly of which I do not wish to be reminded.
Why? Because she have fought you, outwitted you and your bretheren on the submarine! Once I have the use of the ship interdimensional portal system I go down and find her for myself! You don't know humanity, and without me you never still have longer find out.
Computer, seal the bridge! The bridge is now secure.
Human, what are you doing? If I die, you die with me! Sandoval! I hate interrupted but you've got an incoming com.
on Liam's old resistance frequency.
What? From where? Mothership bridge.
Hello, Miss Street You! I thought you were dead! Not yet But very nearly How did you survive? How I survive, is a matter of semantics, Miss Palmer.
You brought the Atavus on board, didn't you? Pull them out the water with a tractor beam.
I'm holed up on the bridge.
If they brake through my security code they'll kill me, activate the portals! Well your story is still stinks, Sandoval, vou're not about saving anybody but yourself.
So why are you contacting us? Who else can I call? I'm Zo'or's former henchman.
A pariah of the people, remember? Yeah, we remember.
It served you so right.
You can turn your back on on me, But if you do, You'll loose your best chance to wipe out this alien malignancy.
It's up to you! Don't listen to him, Renée! He saved the Atavus.
He'll say anything to get what he wants.
Do the Atavus have the run of the ship? Not yet.
I've had to hole up on the bridge.
You still have the Doors ID shuttle, I can get you through the shields.
How? If you can penetrate the outer shields perimeter I can shut them down long enough for you to get through before the Atavus detect it.
No, no, no, no, no! No way! You're not gonna trust him, are you? The transmitor is losing power, nothing aboard is reliable.
If I come up there, it's to get you set a charge and vaporize whatever *** on, agreed? Of course, yes, agreed! Leave the com open.
No, no, forget about it! There's no way! I'm gonna need spare energy cells, narrow range demi-proton charge, bio-slurry cutter.
Renée, Renée, it's Sandoval! He can't be trusted! Look, right now, I'll take him over those Atavus bloodsuckers and like he said, it's the best chance we got! Don't even think about it, you're going to start.
Renée, Renée, this is ground control The mothership is 15 degrees above the horizon.
You entering Earth orbit.
I think it's losing power.
No, you've got plenty of power, your internal stability's off.
Miss Street, what is Miss Palmer's status? The mothership spy control has locked on an approaching craft.
It's her you're idiot.
Hold your fire! Miss Palmer I've lost my video but I've got you on the scope.
Do you copy? Roger.
I'm entering the outer perimeter now.
- I'm going here.
- Renée, Renée, pull out! The shearing forces are now take you apart.
I've got to get to the inner shield.
Sandoval, do you copy? The controls are being scanned.
- I can only drop the shield for a second - Do it! I'm entering the docking area now.
I'm in.
Welcome aboard, Miss Palmer Good of you to come Are you insane? Life creates strange bad fellows.
What can I say? Secure her and let's inform Howlyn.
I'm sure he'll take great pleasure in deciding a way for you to die.
I've brought you what you wanted! What exactly do you want? Only to share my planet with you.
It's in your destiny, Howlyn to conquer other worlds When you do, simply leave me this one to do with as I please.
I assume it won't be a pleasant day for the rest of your species.
This that's one thing you may absolutely assume.
You're not without skill but your services are no longer required.
I disagree.
Consider, Sandoval and that Palmer female both possess the power to repel us.
However, he has rather to you with the express purpose of learning how to defeat that power.
Such a courageous gesture should be enough to earn him our alliance and affection.
Air Force space command reports a burst of interdimensionnal energy, travelling from DC enter Earth orbit 30 minutes ago, shuttlecraft Is this still up there? It was taken aboard the mothership.
What?! How? - Have you identified it? - Yeah, it's locator ID is on a list of unactive shuttles.
More accurately defunct shuttles This one supposedly blew up in the volcano, 6 months ago The Door's shuttle.
- That one Renée Palmer was flying, son of b - Yeah.
It's look like she kept it.
And now she's up there with whoever! Nobody gets on the mothership from months, now, it opens its arms and takes Renée in! I've got a sick feeling we should have listened to her, Ryan.
Now I'm gonna go brief to President, then I'm back here and I want options.
Where the hell am I? We've met director yuck, briefly.
I know who you are.
Put that thing down! - What the hell you've think you're doing? - Desparate times call for desparate measures.
I hacked into the federal portal grid system and twiddle with your destination codes.
Well, you can just untwiddle me right now, young lady.
You've already committed about Sit down! And you have sold out a friend! My friend! And now, You gonna help me get her back I'm sure you found out that she took an ID shuttle up to the mothership.
But, I bet you don't know who her host is up there besides the Atavus Ronald Sandoval.
- Sandoval? - Yes! He said that he was cornered up there.
He He claimed that he was dying.
He begged Renée to come up and help him escape.
She only agreed to do it so she could fire a bomb to those aliens scum.
And, and now, I, I I can't get a signal to her but I did manage to capture the protocols for opening the shuttle bay.
- You could get your people through.
- What people? Commandos, Navy Seals, back-ups I don't care who you send.
- Just you slow down! - Hey, look, I don't care what you think.
I was on that sub, ok? I saw people getting smoked and served! These Atavus, there're for real and we are gonna be in serious trouble if you don't step up to the plate.
Now, make the call.
Now! You did well.
Now it's time to make you well Thank you.
You're not done yet.
Raj'el - You're alive - Yes, Miss Palmer.
- Forgive me but we have very little time.
- We? Yes, I'm afraid I do not possess enough core energy to engage these Atavus directly.
- So I would require your assistance.
- What have you got in mind? We must exterminate them.
The ship's proton weapons are disabled, but I assume you came prepared.
Couple of laser weapons and an high-density precision bomb I don't want take down the entire craft, just one deck where the Atavus are onboard - A prudent plan.
- Problem is Sandoval's got my weapon stuff.
He is in a healing quarter as we speak.
The Atavus are on theaft deck.
Go see if you can retrieve it.
- What are you gonna do? - Take measures to insure that we do not fail.
So Howlyn, try to feed on me.
We know what will happen to you.
I don't need to feed on you, to kill you now, do I? You could reject it intellectually but you can't deny it.
You feel compunction, On the *** level.
Oh that! Yeah, I do feel that, this kind I got.
*** my tongue I can hardly control the urge to spit.
We're many times more sensitive than you human in the round of senses.
And I detect a slight arousal in you.
A desire you're not even aware of.
Then you don't need to get too close, do you? because you should be able to smell my disgust *** across the room.
Two lifeforms, different planets.
You just don't think we're match? We did contribute some DNA to your ancestors.
So our bodies recognize each other, even if our minds don't.
As I told the first time we met.
This is our planet.
Only the strong survive, Renée Palmer, and humans aren't strong enough! Well, we'll see about that? The music is a fine mutual attraction to be I'm more interested in your ability to repel me.
No other species has even being able to do that.
So why did you leave us alone? And go get lost.
The orignal humans were completely vulnerable.
So were those aboard the seacraft, but not you.
And not this Sandoval creature.
You tried to feed on Sandoval? Yes I tried, I was repelled by the same force you exert.
And I've brought you here so I could find out why.
Welcome Raj'el Your taelon bio-signature has been accepted Thank you.
I will now assume override control of all systems.
Granted.
Begin rapid descent sequence to Earth.
Lock coordinates over the last quarter of African subcontinent.
Locking coordinates.
Error noted: Current instructions will endanger mothership.
Request reconfiguration to insure proper landing.
Denied, maintain course and velocity.
Navigation protocols are unacceptable, Raj'el.
Descent place the mothership itself destruct move.
Precisely.
Proceed.
What was that? I don't know.
Computer, report status.
Computer, report! Alright, I have assembled a strike team.
What is going on, up there? - Why? - She's coming down.
- Who, Renée? - No, the mothership.
Her orbit decayed, my telemetry shows her in a death dive.
Where? Look, kid You gonna have to get me back to DC.
Computer, terminate this unauthorized descent.
I have Taelon authorisation, Sir.
Re-entry orders may not be complemented.
Ra'jel damn you! Forgive us.
Forgive us! Street you're there? Renée? No time to talk, get me out of here.
Inputing shuttle bay protocol.
Fired this shuttle.
30 seconds before break-up.
Atmosphere density increasing.
Dammit! Instructions acknowledged.
Re-entry command cancel.
Re-establishing stable orbit.
You are worth keeping, human.
- The Palmer woman's escaping.
- Where is Howlyn? Here is your evidence! Target exhibit number 1.
God! And may God have mercy.
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Fall back! Fall back! - What the hell is going on? - Please, oh God! - What was it? - There's nothing human alive in there I found this.
Liam I'm sorry.
We don't want whatever in there to get out, you understand? Humans were a rare delicacy.
Now it appeared there is an abundant supply.
- You're not like the other humans.
- Yeah, I get that a lot Renée, there's one in the engine room and one banging at the door.
We use a hand.
If anything comes to the door kill it! I just lost two good men in there.
Now your search and rescue mission is over.
Sarge! Hold on, pull! No, please, oh god! No! There's nothing human alive in there.
Im afraid we have unleashed the final conflict, Miss Palmer.
What the hell is going on? What the hell is going on? What was it? Lock the damn hatch, now! Let's scuttle the sub! We're atavus, and this is our world, human Not yours! No!!! In the 21st century an alien species known as the Taelons came to Earth with the promise of peace They lied.
Their true agenda was to dominate us.
After years of struggle the Taelons have perished leaving more aggressive beings in their wake: the Atavus.
Syncro Kulmai and Team trad.
EFC Transcript Kulmai and Team trad.
EFC My name is Renée Palmer.
My mission is to stop this new species in dominating our planet.
This is Earth Final Conflict.
What's going on? I had to transfer you for your own protection.
From whom? You? The FBI? So cut me loose and debrief me.
We don't have much time.
Listen Something mutaded in that Atavus chamber, OK? I've never seen anything like it.
I had to scuttle the sub.
I've done a search with the ***, nothing to report.
- No substantial submarine.
- Hubble, listen to me! You don't understand.
They're up on the mothership looking for a lunch.
Yeah we are lunch! Allright, that's enough! That's enough! Exterminate them for God sake! Before they breed.
Listen to me, Renée.
We have no evidence of any mutants running around.
You want me to start beating a drum again about a new alien menace.
I'll need solid proof.
- What's she doing? - It's allright, Renée.
I'm going to look into it.
You get some rest.
- Look into it?! - Get well.
Don't you get it? They're here! Call tech onboard the mothership, you'll get your proof! The Taelon mothership is dead as a door nail.
And no one up there.
My name is Ronald Sandoval.
You're aboard the Taelon mothership which as you can see, is dying.
The sensors on this vessel allow me a view of most activities on Earth, including the carnage that took place on board that submarine.
Therefore, I bring this sustenance as a gesture of good will.
But before you feed, I have a proposal.
You're no in position to bargain, human.
Killing me would be amazingly short-sighted.
I have something you need much more than my single life force.
I can give you means to consume 5.
5 billion of us.
You need to understand an enemy, before you can control them.
I've known your kinds since the time your species walked on its knuckles.
And today you're know next to nothing.
Humans have advanced to the threshold of intergalactic travel.
They have strong survival skill.
And I can assure you, we are at our best, when things are at their worse.
This human did save us Howlyn.
And he does appear to want to be our advisor, our ally, our friend.
The other humans fear us, Why not you? Why betray your own? I risked my life everyday for years in trying to save humanity from our last alien threat.
And what did I get for my efforts? Betrayal! Rejection! I became a pariah banished to this orbiting tomb.
I survived of nuclear strike and this isolation barely.
Yes, I can sense your pain.
Now it's payback! I'm odd.
And I can be your means to control that planet down there, control humanity! Fortify yourself Howlyn, and reflect on this.
The human has much to prove and we do have much to learn.
Miss Palmer I'm Lieutenant Shields.
I've been authorized to give you Catscan.
It's ok, it's ok, it's me! Follow me in the 340.
* Wake up, put*** on me! - What do I do without you? - You've managed, I'm sure.
There's clothe in the trailer.
Where is your global? - Give me Hubble's on the FBI frequencies - What for? - Hubble Urick put you in lockdown, remember? - He's still a friend.
- Good clout.
- No, he's not, he's a Fed with clout.
Look, you might trust him, but I do not.
You could bet he'll be dropping the *** on us in any seconds.
So could we just get on the road? No, I'm not running from them, Street! People have to know the alien threaten isn't over yet.
Then play it smart, lay low for a while The smart play, is to race the Atavus right now.
You recorded everything that went down on that sub, right? No, no, this is the wrong play.
We need to just take a step back and think about how we gonna move on this.
You know we don't have that kind of time I'm gonna to Hubble Are you with me or not? You're on your own.
Unless I've stashed a bunch of circus clowns in the glove compartment, there's nobody here but me! Said the big bad wolf.
If you're trying to impress upon me that you're saying Renée, burning a hole though my chest won't do it.
Oh, forgive me but it's a little hard to trust you after waking up in lockdown in a military hospital.
I was concerned for your welfare.
Why would I not been? Your proof! Note it's out of focus clip from an home B.
horror movie.
His name is Howlyn.
There's the original from Street's body computer.
Have your lab authenticate it.
Alright, but if this checks out I've got to handle things my way.
As long as it involves deadly force, I don't care.
It has to be classified.
Hey, I don't think a world-wide panic, is gonna help anything either.
- No leaks then? - No leaks.
But you'd better consider using theatre nuclear weapons - Just slow down! - I don't get it, Hubble! They won't just die like we do.
You knock them down, they can get right back up again.
They have to be obliterated.
Alright, I hear you, we'll get it done.
But until I do, I need to know where I could find you.
Bastard! Get her, Take her down! I want her unharmed.
Swinch and Grubber, Go! You walked in a federal rat trap, didn't you? I'm here your honor.
And, what happened to our evidence? Hubble's got it.
He'll test that disc and see its legit.
You can kiss that disc goodbye! Some friend Yeah, I'll just get on with it.
I think you can give me the lowdown on Hubble's new aid, what's his face, Ryan Pat, something? I'm already step ahead of you.
Ryan Patrichio, fast track cover ***.
At his desk by seven.
unmarried, serial dater, scored 50 out 50 on his last small arms qualifying round.
He worked for 2 years in a counter terrorist unit with Ronald Sandoval, pre-taelon time.
I knew I didn't like him.
Now you mention it, what was Sandoval's last known address? Mothership, but nothing could have survive that nuclear strike a few months ago.
Then who the hell beamed up the Atavus? Computer! I thought all the Atavus were accounted for on the aft deck.
Affirmative, Sir! So why am I still getting a bio-reading inside the regeneration chamber? I am also getting a reading in that location, Sir.
But it is not haven an Atavan bio-signature.
Agent Sandoval how fortunate to see you.
I am Raj'el Hi! I thought all surviving Taelons were absorbed in the joining with the Jaridians.
No, that attempt to sustain my species failed.
However I was able to vacate my Atavan host and reconstitute myself.
Raj'el? - Don't recall you're ever been on the mothership? - No, not as a single entity.
I am the forefather of all the Taelons.
I am the last of my kind and I'm in urgent need of your assistance.
I am no longer in the Synod's service.
I'm forging a new partnership with your predecessors.
The Atavus? Agent Sandoval, I can assure you, their proliferation will be humanity's darkest hour.
Better we should put the mothership on a course into the sun and not let them The Taelons had their time, the chance to dominate humanity, and lost.
Now it's my time.
Time for what? - To turn your back on your entire species again? - My own have forsaken me, Taelon! I simply choose to ally myself with the winning team.
In the mean time, you will remain here until I decide what to do with you.
I refuse to remain a prisonner here.
Then ally yourself with Sandoval.
At least, for the time being! I've no need for that human or any other human over that to feed.
Look around here, Juda.
This craft is fabricated from the same bio-replicate materials as ours.
We should be able to control this ship without any difficulty.
Once we manage to get pass this level's containment shield.
The labs says there's 50/50 chance it's genuine, which is not enough proof to goal the President mind book.
I know I pay you to be pythologicaly cynical, Ryan, but Renee Palmer's instincts are usually right.
- And I've never known her be a liar.
- Yeah, give me time to find her.
Mean, even if new mutant alien or Atavus or whatever she calls are on the mothership, so far nobody as far as we know, can get on or off.
- And if they do? - We are tracking the ships potential portal frequency 24/7, we would have team on them in a heart beat, with maximum fire power.
- Alright, you go find Renée! - Fine.
I don't want to see her on Satnews and I've to go tell the President why I'm selling on my hands.
How did you bypass the containment shields? With an entry.
Your health readings are substandard.
You need constant radiation **** in treatment to sustain your body stability, and I need constant feeding of sentient lifeforce to sustain mine.
Ironic isn't it? Did you consider my proposal? Yes.
- Juda advise me to accept it.
- Excellent, we'll work well together.
I rejected her advice.
What about the woman, Renée Palmer? An anomaly of which I do not wish to be reminded.
Why? Because she have fought you, outwitted you and your bretheren on the submarine! Once I have the use of the ship interdimensional portal system I go down and find her for myself! You don't know humanity, and without me you never still have longer find out.
Computer, seal the bridge! The bridge is now secure.
Human, what are you doing? If I die, you die with me! Sandoval! I hate interrupted but you've got an incoming com.
on Liam's old resistance frequency.
What? From where? Mothership bridge.
Hello, Miss Street You! I thought you were dead! Not yet But very nearly How did you survive? How I survive, is a matter of semantics, Miss Palmer.
You brought the Atavus on board, didn't you? Pull them out the water with a tractor beam.
I'm holed up on the bridge.
If they brake through my security code they'll kill me, activate the portals! Well your story is still stinks, Sandoval, vou're not about saving anybody but yourself.
So why are you contacting us? Who else can I call? I'm Zo'or's former henchman.
A pariah of the people, remember? Yeah, we remember.
It served you so right.
You can turn your back on on me, But if you do, You'll loose your best chance to wipe out this alien malignancy.
It's up to you! Don't listen to him, Renée! He saved the Atavus.
He'll say anything to get what he wants.
Do the Atavus have the run of the ship? Not yet.
I've had to hole up on the bridge.
You still have the Doors ID shuttle, I can get you through the shields.
How? If you can penetrate the outer shields perimeter I can shut them down long enough for you to get through before the Atavus detect it.
No, no, no, no, no! No way! You're not gonna trust him, are you? The transmitor is losing power, nothing aboard is reliable.
If I come up there, it's to get you set a charge and vaporize whatever *** on, agreed? Of course, yes, agreed! Leave the com open.
No, no, forget about it! There's no way! I'm gonna need spare energy cells, narrow range demi-proton charge, bio-slurry cutter.
Renée, Renée, it's Sandoval! He can't be trusted! Look, right now, I'll take him over those Atavus bloodsuckers and like he said, it's the best chance we got! Don't even think about it, you're going to start.
Renée, Renée, this is ground control The mothership is 15 degrees above the horizon.
You entering Earth orbit.
I think it's losing power.
No, you've got plenty of power, your internal stability's off.
Miss Street, what is Miss Palmer's status? The mothership spy control has locked on an approaching craft.
It's her you're idiot.
Hold your fire! Miss Palmer I've lost my video but I've got you on the scope.
Do you copy? Roger.
I'm entering the outer perimeter now.
- I'm going here.
- Renée, Renée, pull out! The shearing forces are now take you apart.
I've got to get to the inner shield.
Sandoval, do you copy? The controls are being scanned.
- I can only drop the shield for a second - Do it! I'm entering the docking area now.
I'm in.
Welcome aboard, Miss Palmer Good of you to come Are you insane? Life creates strange bad fellows.
What can I say? Secure her and let's inform Howlyn.
I'm sure he'll take great pleasure in deciding a way for you to die.
I've brought you what you wanted! What exactly do you want? Only to share my planet with you.
It's in your destiny, Howlyn to conquer other worlds When you do, simply leave me this one to do with as I please.
I assume it won't be a pleasant day for the rest of your species.
This that's one thing you may absolutely assume.
You're not without skill but your services are no longer required.
I disagree.
Consider, Sandoval and that Palmer female both possess the power to repel us.
However, he has rather to you with the express purpose of learning how to defeat that power.
Such a courageous gesture should be enough to earn him our alliance and affection.
Air Force space command reports a burst of interdimensionnal energy, travelling from DC enter Earth orbit 30 minutes ago, shuttlecraft Is this still up there? It was taken aboard the mothership.
What?! How? - Have you identified it? - Yeah, it's locator ID is on a list of unactive shuttles.
More accurately defunct shuttles This one supposedly blew up in the volcano, 6 months ago The Door's shuttle.
- That one Renée Palmer was flying, son of b - Yeah.
It's look like she kept it.
And now she's up there with whoever! Nobody gets on the mothership from months, now, it opens its arms and takes Renée in! I've got a sick feeling we should have listened to her, Ryan.
Now I'm gonna go brief to President, then I'm back here and I want options.
Where the hell am I? We've met director yuck, briefly.
I know who you are.
Put that thing down! - What the hell you've think you're doing? - Desparate times call for desparate measures.
I hacked into the federal portal grid system and twiddle with your destination codes.
Well, you can just untwiddle me right now, young lady.
You've already committed about Sit down! And you have sold out a friend! My friend! And now, You gonna help me get her back I'm sure you found out that she took an ID shuttle up to the mothership.
But, I bet you don't know who her host is up there besides the Atavus Ronald Sandoval.
- Sandoval? - Yes! He said that he was cornered up there.
He He claimed that he was dying.
He begged Renée to come up and help him escape.
She only agreed to do it so she could fire a bomb to those aliens scum.
And, and now, I, I I can't get a signal to her but I did manage to capture the protocols for opening the shuttle bay.
- You could get your people through.
- What people? Commandos, Navy Seals, back-ups I don't care who you send.
- Just you slow down! - Hey, look, I don't care what you think.
I was on that sub, ok? I saw people getting smoked and served! These Atavus, there're for real and we are gonna be in serious trouble if you don't step up to the plate.
Now, make the call.
Now! You did well.
Now it's time to make you well Thank you.
You're not done yet.
Raj'el - You're alive - Yes, Miss Palmer.
- Forgive me but we have very little time.
- We? Yes, I'm afraid I do not possess enough core energy to engage these Atavus directly.
- So I would require your assistance.
- What have you got in mind? We must exterminate them.
The ship's proton weapons are disabled, but I assume you came prepared.
Couple of laser weapons and an high-density precision bomb I don't want take down the entire craft, just one deck where the Atavus are onboard - A prudent plan.
- Problem is Sandoval's got my weapon stuff.
He is in a healing quarter as we speak.
The Atavus are on theaft deck.
Go see if you can retrieve it.
- What are you gonna do? - Take measures to insure that we do not fail.
So Howlyn, try to feed on me.
We know what will happen to you.
I don't need to feed on you, to kill you now, do I? You could reject it intellectually but you can't deny it.
You feel compunction, On the *** level.
Oh that! Yeah, I do feel that, this kind I got.
*** my tongue I can hardly control the urge to spit.
We're many times more sensitive than you human in the round of senses.
And I detect a slight arousal in you.
A desire you're not even aware of.
Then you don't need to get too close, do you? because you should be able to smell my disgust *** across the room.
Two lifeforms, different planets.
You just don't think we're match? We did contribute some DNA to your ancestors.
So our bodies recognize each other, even if our minds don't.
As I told the first time we met.
This is our planet.
Only the strong survive, Renée Palmer, and humans aren't strong enough! Well, we'll see about that? The music is a fine mutual attraction to be I'm more interested in your ability to repel me.
No other species has even being able to do that.
So why did you leave us alone? And go get lost.
The orignal humans were completely vulnerable.
So were those aboard the seacraft, but not you.
And not this Sandoval creature.
You tried to feed on Sandoval? Yes I tried, I was repelled by the same force you exert.
And I've brought you here so I could find out why.
Welcome Raj'el Your taelon bio-signature has been accepted Thank you.
I will now assume override control of all systems.
Granted.
Begin rapid descent sequence to Earth.
Lock coordinates over the last quarter of African subcontinent.
Locking coordinates.
Error noted: Current instructions will endanger mothership.
Request reconfiguration to insure proper landing.
Denied, maintain course and velocity.
Navigation protocols are unacceptable, Raj'el.
Descent place the mothership itself destruct move.
Precisely.
Proceed.
What was that? I don't know.
Computer, report status.
Computer, report! Alright, I have assembled a strike team.
What is going on, up there? - Why? - She's coming down.
- Who, Renée? - No, the mothership.
Her orbit decayed, my telemetry shows her in a death dive.
Where? Look, kid You gonna have to get me back to DC.
Computer, terminate this unauthorized descent.
I have Taelon authorisation, Sir.
Re-entry orders may not be complemented.
Ra'jel damn you! Forgive us.
Forgive us! Street you're there? Renée? No time to talk, get me out of here.
Inputing shuttle bay protocol.
Fired this shuttle.
30 seconds before break-up.
Atmosphere density increasing.
Dammit! Instructions acknowledged.
Re-entry command cancel.
Re-establishing stable orbit.
You are worth keeping, human.
- The Palmer woman's escaping.
- Where is Howlyn? Here is your evidence! Target exhibit number 1.
God! And may God have mercy.
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