Vigilante/Transcript


 * A-Story: Sanctuary team hunts down a killer.
 * Sub A-Story: Abby's involvement as an outsider to the Sanctuary.
 * B-Story: Magnus and Druitt search for the Keystone.

Note: The season's main story arc about Hollow Earth takes a minor backseat in this episode. Even though the description for the episode is about the main story arc, and the episode opens with it as an immediate continuance of the previous, this episode's title however is based on the Sanctuary team figuring out a mysterious case that is a continuance from the previous. The title of the episode is usually the A-Story plotline.

Recap Sequence
MAGNUS: [voice over] Previously on Sanctuary...

SCENES FROM 

REPORTER: Father Nathaniel Jensen murdered in the Fifth Ward.

BIGFOOT: He helped abnormals find the Sanctuary.

SCENE FROM 

HENRY: Who the hell is this guy?

TESLA: Not one person, but two. Prepare to meet Jekyll... and Hyde.

SCENE FROM 

MAGNUS: My father never gave me a gift without significance.

BIGFOOT: Do you think it exists?

MAGNUS: If it does, we have to find it.

SCENES FROM 

MAGNUS: Keystones, what are they? How do they lead to the city?

WORTH: If you want to save Gregory, you need me!

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MAGNUS: At this rate, he'll experience complete organ failure and be dead within a matter of weeks.

TESLA: That's not Adam's blood.

WILL: It's yours.

TESLA: If the Sanctuary head becomes physically or psychologically compromised, the second-in-command takes over, and the question of whether or not we show Adam Worth the map is no longer your decision.

TESLA: Over to you, William.

Teaser Sequence
INT - SANCTUARY - RESIDENTIAL CORRIDOR

MAGNUS: This is a mistake, Will.

WILL: Did you hear what he said? It's not your decision anymore.

MAGNUS: I don't care whose decision it is. The fact remains showing Worth the map plays directly into his hands.

WILL: And how is that different from what's happened so far? You're dying, Magnus. He's played his trump card already.

INT - SANCTUARY - MEDICAL ROOM

WORTH: Well, someone's poked the hornets' nest.

WILL: You can get us to the city?

WORTH: Concubine, I'm impressed.

WILL: Stop messing around! I want a straight answer.

WORTH: Of course. It is a map, after all.

WILL: Remove the restraints.

WILL: Look at me. You make one false move, and you're back in here for good. Both of you.

WORTH: We won't disappoint.

INT - SANCTUARY - LIBRARY - BACKROOM

WORTH: - There she is. - Beautiful as ever. Well done. I'm surprised you got this far.

TESLA: - Don't patronize. - It doesn't suit you.

WORTH: - Well, shall we? - Time and tide and all that.

DRUITT: Give me a reason.

WORTH: You'll have to get your kicks elsewhere, old boy. I've got work to do.

WORTH: If memory serves...

TESLA: How did he...?

WILL: At least he's cooperating.

MAGNUS: Yes, but we've no idea what he's doing.

WILL: Whoa, what happened?

HENRY: Dude, you broke it!

WORTH: Wait for it.

MAGNUS: The keystone.

WORTH: Mm-hm. The last piece of the puzzle. You find that, you find the gateway to Hollow Earth.

Act I
EXT - ESTABLISHING SHOT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - DAY

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - MAGNUS'S STUDY

"VIGILANTE"

DRUITT: And how do we know this isn't just some elaborate trap?

MAGNUS: We don't.

WILL: But at least we have something to go on.

TESLA: Yes, we have the keystone, which will get us the gateway, the gateway, which will get us the city, and the city, which will get us the cure.

WILL: Something like that.

TESLA: I think Samuel Beckett wrote a play about this. It didn't sell.

WILL: What do you got?

MAGNUS: I was able to translate the cuneiform symbols into numbers. Seems to be a set of coordinates.

WILL: To where?

MAGNUS: Northern Mongolia. Khövsgöl Province.

TESLA: What are we waiting for?

MAGNUS: John and I will go. I need you to stay here.

TESLA: Like hell.

MAGNUS: The map was programmed to detect the source blood. I can only assume that the gateway has the same defenses.

DRUITT: Which means we'll need some kind of shield to get past it.

MAGNUS: And you're the only one who can build it.

TESLA: I'm the only one who can test it, you mean. Fine. Fine, go to... Khösöl. I'll stay here. Bring me back some Mongolian wine. On second thought, don't.

MAGNUS: Meet me in the foyer. We leave from there.

DRUITT: Run along.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - RESIDENTIAL CORRIDOR

WILL: Why are you going?

MAGNUS: What do you mean?

WILL: What do you mean, what do I mean? You're sick. You should be resting.

MAGNUS: I can stave off the effects, antibiotics, biphosphonate...

WILL: Let's just send Druitt alone.

MAGNUS: He's barely lucid, and it's John.

WILL: All the more reason not to hitch a ride.

MAGNUS: I appreciate your concern, Will, I really do, but if I'm the reason that we're doing this, then I'm the one who should be going. Either way...

WILL: You're right. I'm sorry.

MAGNUS: Me too.

WILL: Are you sure you're gonna be okay?

MAGNUS: Absolutely. You?

WILL: What, running this place? It's a piece of cake.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - WILL'S OFFICE

WILL: Whoa! What is this?

BIGFOOT: Supply orders, repair requisitions, inventory reports...

WILL: Oh, no, no, I signed those already.

BIGFOOT: Those were yesterday's. These are today's.

WILL: What? Okay, you know, they're going to have to wait, 'cause there's too much else going on.

WILL: The Grozny Sanctuary's been attacked by rebels, we're being audited in Norway...

BIGFOOT: Norwegians...

WILL: And they can't pay the electric bill in Asuncíon because of the depressed guaraní. I don't even know where Asuncíon is.

BIGFOOT: - Paraguay.

WILL: - I know it's in Paraguay.

BIGFOOT: Mm-hm. Yeah.

WILL: How does Magnus do this every day?

BIGFOOT: Stayed off Twitter. I was hoping to head into town tonight.

WILL: Why?

BIGFOOT: Midnight vigil for Father Jensen. Dozens of abnormals have already confirmed.

WILL: Right, right, sorry, I forgot.

BIGFOOT: Uh-huh. I need those back by FedEx deadline.

WILL: - What's the FedEx...

BIGFOOT: - 6:00 p.m.!

EXT - MONGOLIA - FIELD - EVENING

DRUITT: Not exactly Trafalgar Square. You sure we have the right place?

MAGNUS: According to this, we should be right on top of it.

DRUITT: Well, I don't know about you, but I see absolutely nothing.

MAGNUS: John!

INT - MONGOLIA - CHAMBER

MAGNUS: - I'm sorry. - Are you all right?

DRUITT: That was fun. Next time, you take point.

MAGNUS: Symbols. Similar to the holographic city.

DRUITT: This must be the place. Now, where's the keystone?

MAGNUS: Over there.

MAGNUS: Somebody got to it first.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - HENRY'S WORK ROOM

HENRY: I don't know what to tell you. It's an old building.

KATE: I've had better showers in juvie. Seriously, Hank, you've got to do something.

HENRY: Look, we need a new hot water tank. You want that, you've got to talk to Will.

KATE: Oh, yeah, right. Have you seen him since he took over? He's running around here like his hair is on fire, which it very well could be, considering the amount of gel he... uses... He's right behind me, isn't he?

WILL: Henry, can you check on a missing shipment for me? We're supposed to take delivery of 12 crates of abnormals, but we're missing one.

KATE: What was in it?

WILL: According to the manifest, a colony of cypher beetles.

KATE: Oh, great, giant flying bugs.

WILL: Yeah, well, they're in their dormant cycle, but we better find them before they wake up.

HENRY: Yeah, it's probably just a clerical error. I'll get on it.

HENRY: Ooh, hey. Um, FBI's at the front gate.

WILL: Huh... Well, I guess you better let her in. I'll check it out.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - FOYER

TESLA: I need $250,000.

WILL: What?

TESLA: Well, Magnus wants a source blood shield, and refined actinium doesn't come cheap.

WILL: Okay, could we talk about this later?

TESLA: Okay, sure. Why don't we wait a few days so she's had time to waste away into nothing...

WILL: Fine, I'll get you the money.

TESLA: Wow. You're even easier than the U.S. Congress.

ABBY: Will! Abby. Corrigan? We trained together at Quantico? Partnered in that forensic exercise... on bone fragmentation?

WILL: A-Abby. Wow... It-it's been, uh... What are you doing here?

ABBY: Do you mind if I come in?

ABBY: Hey. Abby Corrigan.

TESLA: Nikola Tesla.

ABBY: Wow, like the scientist.

TESLA: Remarkably so. Come on in.

ABBY: Sorry, I didn't mean to just come unannounced, but... Wow... I, uh, I didn't know where else to turn.

WILL: What do you mean?

ABBY: I work in behavior analysis now. Serial killers, stuff like that. Last month, my boss puts a stack of dead cases on my desk. I'm supposed to just file them away, but, well, you know me. I couldn't resist just taking a look.

WILL: I, uh... Sorry, what does that have to do with...

ABBY: Well, one of them was from, uh, around here. Detective Stanley O'Farrell? Uh... killed a priest?

WILL: Uh, uh, uh, I'm sorry.

WILL: Could you... not...

TESLA: You're welcome.

WILL: I'm-I'm sorry about him. So, uh, the case, yes, uh, I-I think I heard of it, yeah.

ABBY: So you know what I mean when I say there's something hinky about it.

WILL: The guy said he was coerced, and they found his family locked up.

ABBY: Yeah, exactly. but between you and me, I think there's more going on, someone behind the scenes, a puppet master pulling the strings, or...

WILL: Hmm. Hmm... So, uh, what brings you here?

ABBY: Well, I just... remembered that you were always... really good at this kind of stuff. You know, seeing things that other people didn't... Well, and to be totally honest, I've heard, uh, rumors about this place. A lot of strange cases loop back here. I just thought you could help me interpret some of this data.

WILL: You know, I...

ABBY: Just-just take a look at the O'Farrell file. I think you'll be surprised.

WILL: Okay.

ABBY: Uh, and call me.

WILL: Oh, for... Y-yeah. Totally. Sure.

ABBY: Okay.

EXT - MONGOLIA - FIELD - EVENING

MAGNUS: That was Declan. I asked him to look into the history of the region. It was occupied by a number of nomadic empires, any of whom could have cleared out that chamber.

DRUITT: Come. Sit with me a moment.

MAGNUS: We have to stay on task, John.

DRUITT: You can't sit and talk at the same time? Come.

DRUITT: Been a long time since you and I enjoyed a sunset.

MAGNUS: Declan was able to match the description of the keystone to an artifact acquired by the British Museum 30 years ago.

DRUITT: It's a wild goose chase.

MAGNUS: - We have to try.

DRUITT: - Do we? You're the one who didn't want to show Worth the map, and all this traveling, it's not good for you. Let me take you home.

MAGNUS: To do what? To die?

DRUITT: Oh no. No, we'll find another way.

MAGNUS: And what about my father? And the underground city? Please, John. There has to be some truth to what Worth said.

DRUITT: - Does there?

MAGNUS: - We found the pedestal.

MAGNUS: John... Take me to London.

DRUITT: It's been a long time since I've heard you say that.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - WILL'S OFFICE

KATE: Hey. These files you gave me, where'd you get them from?

WILL: Uh, just an FBI friend. Why?

KATE: They're from Tartarus. Top secret satellite-fed database?

WILL: - Yeah, yeah. - I know what Tartarus is.

KATE: Yeah, well, nobody has access to this stuff, not even us.

WILL: So?

KATE: So...

KATE: Detective O'Farrell's autopsy reports. Magnus and I saw the official ones, and this ain't it.

WILL: Well, what's different about it?

KATE: Well, how about cause of death? The one that we saw said "aneurysm." This one says "unknown," and check out all the medical data.

WILL: They suppressed all this?

KATE: That surprises you?

WILL: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Go back. Yeah, there.

KATE: What are those things?

WILL: Let me check our database.

WILL: Those... are harper mites. It's a microscopic abnormal that floats harmlessly in the bloodstream until exposed to ultrasonic radiation.

KATE: At which point it enters an accelerated reproductive cycle...

WILL: Creating a blockage, which could be mistaken as an aneurysm.

KATE: Huh. So Detective O'Farrell didn't die of natural causes.

WILL: Nope. He was killed, by somebody using abnormals as a weapon.

Act II
EXT - ESTABLISHING SHOT - BRITISH MUSEUM - LONDON, ENGLAND - DAY

BRITISH MUSEUM, LONDON ENGLAND

INT - BRITISH MUSEUM

CURATOR: I remember the artifact you're looking for. Curious piece. It was recovered from a massive tomb in Batshireet, along with several other treasures said to belong to Genghis Khan, but the symbols on it more closely resemble ancient Sumerian...

MAGNUS: Sorry, but we're in a bit of a hurry.

CURATOR: Yes, well... I'm not entirely sure why I'm handing a priceless treasure over to you with no strings attached, but when the head of MI6 calls you personally, I guess you can't argue, can you?

CURATOR: Hmm.

CURATOR: Ah, here we are.

CURATOR: All I ask is that you take care with it. Yes?

DRUITT: It'll never leave our hands.

CURATOR: I say, I'm a bit of a history buff, and you bear a remarkable resemblance to...

EXT - ESTABLISHING SHOT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - NIGHT

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - UPPER LEVEL - WILL'S OFFICE

HENRY: All right, I have good news and bad news. What do you want to hear first?

WILL: The good news, please.

HENRY: The good... Oh... Yeah, it doesn't really make sense if I tell it in that order.

HENRY: Bad news, the missing crate is still missing. I tracked it from its original destination through all ports of call. According to everyone involved, it was on its way here as of this morning.

WILL: So, what happened?

HENRY: Well, I called the driver, Angelo...

WILL: Wait, is this still the bad news?

HENRY: He didn't answer. But I have an idea.

WILL: And that's the good news.

HENRY: It's a really good idea.

EXT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - SOUTH TOWER - NIGHT

WILL: It's a bird.

HENRY: This is not just any bird, Will. This is a crimson kiteshark, whose prey of choice just happens to be...

WILL: - Cypher beetles?

HENRY: - Bingo. Ziggy here has one of the keenest senses of smell in the abnormal world. I've been training him for years using oranges. If there's a cypher beetle out there, Ziggy will find it.

WILL: Unless he runs across a Tropicana truck first.

HENRY: Yeah, no, that's not going to happen. Will, it's going to be fine. Watch this.

HENRY: All right, Ziggy, it's time to go to work, buddy.

HENRY: All right, with any luck, we should have that crate home in time for dinner.

WILL: Well, if you do, I'm buying. Just make sure Ziggy doesn't eat dinner before we do.

HENRY: Right.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - LIBRARY - BACKROOM

TESLA: Ah! Back already.

DRUITT: You thought we'd be longer?

TESLA: Actually, yes, I did.

MAGNUS: How's the source blood shield coming?

TESLA: Well, it's more of a cloak now.

MAGNUS: Well done.

TESLA: Yeah, except it still doesn't work. Every time I try to reset the map to test it, I end up tripping off the alarm.

TESLA: Wow. Where did you find it?

DRUITT: British Museum.

TESLA: Where does it go?

MAGNUS: Well, according to Worth, it goes over here.

MAGNUS: Hmm. This wasn't here before.

DRUITT: Now, what does that mean?

TESLA: Well, whatever it is, it can't be good.

MAGNUS: It rejected it. Why?

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - UPPER LEVEL - HALLWAY

ABBY: To be totally honest, I didn't think you'd call.

WILL: Well, it turns out you were right. There is more to those murders than meets the eye.

ABBY: The weird medical data, right? Do you know what it is?

WILL: No, but I thought maybe we could go through the remaining files together and see if we can't find a pattern.

ABBY: Yeah, totally. Then maybe you can give me a tour of this place.

WILL: Uh... Let's see what we have time for.

ABBY: Okay.

WILL: It's this way.

ABBY: Oh.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - LOWER LEVEL - MEDICAL ROOM

MAGNUS: What the hell is your game?

WORTH: What are you talking about?

MAGNUS: I want to speak to Adam.

WORTH: What for?

MAGNUS: Because I'm sick of dealing with you.

WORTH: Something's happened. Tell me what happened.

MAGNUS: Show me Adam!

ADAM: You found it.

MAGNUS: Yes, but it doesn't work.

ADAM: That's not possible. How much radiation is it emitting?

MAGNUS: Well... our scans indicate none. Why?

ADAM: The real keystone emits a steady dose of 2.2 rads of gamma radiation.

WORTH: Appears as though someone's giving you the runaround, and for a change, it's not me.

EXT - ESTABLISHING SHOT - OLD CITY - WATER TOWER - NIGHT

EXT - OLD CITY - STREET - OUTSIDE BUILDING - NIGHT

HENRY: Yeah, I'm getting a pretty strong signal here. Ziggy must be close.

KATE: Hank...

HENRY: Atta boy.

BIGFOOT: Better find beetles in that building.

HENRY: Uh-huh.

KATE: - Let's go.

HENRY: - Yeah.

INT - BUILDING

KATE: What is it?

BIGFOOT: Smell something.

HENRY: Hey, guys, over here.

HENRY: - Aw, it's Angelo. - He's dead. Guess we know why that crate didn't arrive.

Act III
EXT - ESTABLISHING SHOT - OLD CITY - BUILDING - NIGHT

INT - BUILDING

KATE: None of this makes any sense. Why would someone kill to get their hands on a bunch of cypher beetles? They're practically worthless on the abnormal black market.

BIGFOOT: Why would Angelo have supplied them?

KATE: - Yeah.

HENRY: - You guys hear that?

HENRY: Sounds like one of them might have escaped.

BIGFOOT: Try underneath.

HENRY: Uh-huh.

HENRY: Gotcha.

BIGFOOT: Aw...

HENRY: Ow! Ow, ow, ow, ow. Ooh! Son of a... It bit me.

BIGFOOT: What did you do to it? Cypher beetles aren't aggressive.

HENRY: I know they're not aggressive. Tell that to the cypher beetle that bit me!

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - UPPER LEVEL - WILL'S OFFICE

ABBY: Yeah, here's another one. Plant shop owner found dead in an alley. Guy they arrested claimed someone had wired his parents' house with explosives.

WILL: But let me guess, the police never found the bomb?

ABBY: And the guy died in jail of an undiagnosed brain tumor.

ABBY: Oh!

WILL: God, are you okay?

ABBY: Yeah.

WILL: - Oh, my God.

ABBY: - Yeah, go ahead.

WILL: Okay.

ABBY: You got something?

WILL: Yeah, no, nothing.

ABBY: Politician in Chicago, killed in broad daylight on a water taxi. The perp later died of an unidentified tropical skin disease.

WILL: Let me see that? Nice.

ABBY: Each case is exactly the same. The murderer kills someone, gets caught, then dies a strange death after claiming to have been coerced, but there's no link between the victims.

WILL: So if there is a puppet master, we don't know what the angle is.

ABBY: Exactly.

ABBY: You so don't remember me.

WILL: - What?

ABBY: - What?

WILL: What are you talking about? I-I-I totally remember you.

ABBY: Right.

WILL: What was that thing... project?

ABBY: Yeah, okay, so why are you holding out on me? You brought me here.

WILL: I am not holding out on you. You...

ABBY: I analyze behavior for a living, Will. I know there's something you're not telling me. It's about the way the killers died, isn't it? Something new, something I'm not supposed to know.

ABBY: I want you to know you can trust me.

WILL: I do. I mean... I know that I can.

ABBY: I read your file. You got kicked off the force for thinking too far outside the box...

WILL: Whoa, whoa, hold on a sec. You read my file?

ABBY: They say the same thing about me. "Too impulsive." "Ignores logical associations." "Invents unreasonable theories." I'm on my last strike. If my boss finds out I'm here, I'll be gone tomorrow, but I know there is something else going on, and I just need someone to be honest with me.

INT - BRITISH MUSEUM

[Druitt snatches the Curator mid-teleport]

EXT - ESTABLISHING SHOT - PALACE OF WESTMINSTER CLOCK TOWER (BIG BEN) - LONDON, ENGLAND - NIGHT

INT - CLOCK TOWER

CURATOR: - Oh, God! - Please, don't drop me!

MAGNUS: The artifact you gave us. Where's the real one?

CURATOR: I don't know what you're talking about!

DRUITT: Face up or face down?

CURATOR: No, no, no, please! It's in Hong Kong, I swear!

MAGNUS: What's it doing there?

CURATOR: I-I sell pieces to collectors out of storage, replace them with fakes. I didn't think anyone would notice.

DRUITT: How unlucky for you. Oh, I think I'm getting a cramp!

CURATOR: No! No, no, please! I'll do whatever you want.

MAGNUS: Let's start with the name of the person you sold it to.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - HENRY'S WORK ROOM

KATE: What is up with this thing? I thought it's supposed to be dormant.

HENRY: I don't know, but if they're all awake, we gotta track down the others.

KATE: Send Ziggy up again.

HENRY: Uh, yeah, I did. He, um, landed on a Tropicana truck.

KATE: Okay, so, what about the dead guy?

HENRY: Biggie's doing an autopsy.

KATE: What are we gonna do?

HENRY: Phew...

KATE: Hey, what's wrong?

HENRY: I don't know, I just...

KATE: Hank? Hank!

KATE: Hey, Will, come in!

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - UPPER LEVEL - WILL'S OFFICE

WILL: Yeah?

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - HENRY'S WORK ROOM

KATE: You've got to get down here right away. Something's wrong with Hank.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - UPPER LEVEL - WILL'S OFFICE

WILL: Okay, I'm coming.

WILL: Listen, you've got to go right now.

ABBY: No, please, Will, don't do this. You know what it's like to be trapped on the outside.

WILL: Yes, I know, but... Look, not now, okay? I can't. Please understand.

ABBY: Okay. Just when you're ready.

WILL: All right.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - HENRY'S WORK ROOM

KATE: - Hank... - Hank, are you okay?

WILL: You all right?

KATE: Yeah.

WILL: What the hell happened?

Act IV
INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - UPPER LEVEL - WILL'S OFFICE

TESLA: Drink?

WILL: No, thanks.

TESLA: Oh, come on. "Shoot Your Employee Day" comes but once a year.

TESLA: Lighten up. You did what you had to do. Magnus would have done the same thing.

WILL: Really? You really think so?

TESLA: Oh, absolutely. Magnus has shot me more times than I can count.

WILL: Yeah, well, that's you.

TESLA: You're right, bad example. The point is, you acted decisively when necessary, and, you know, kiddo, keep that up, and someday, you're going to be worth something to this organization.

WILL: L'chaim.

TESLA: Cheers.

TESLA: How is our hairy wunderkind coming, anyway?

WILL: Well, I managed to stabilize his seizures, but he's not responding to treatment.

TESLA: I may have something on that. I was speaking to, um... Brawny and Marie, and they told me that he'd been bit by a giant beetle. Well, we don't need to see an episode of "House" to determine our probable cause, do we? Look at this.

TESLA: Exhibit A, blood from an ordinary beetle. Exhibit B, blood from the beetle which bit employee. Exhibit C, blood from said employee. ♪ Two of these things are not like the other... ♪

WILL: What is that?

TESLA: Tichus barbarellus, a microscopic abnormal, similar to the rabies virus. It makes ugly docile beetles into ugly aggressive beetles.

WILL: Okay, so when it bit Henry...

TESLA: These little guys were transferred via the beetle's mandibles. Whoever designed this knew what they were doing.

WILL: Whoa, whoa, whoa, designed?

TESLA: Definitely. Cypher beetles have an extraordinary resistance to pathogens. They're one of only a few species that could be used as a transmitter.

WILL: What about Henry?

TESLA: Well, we caught it early. Now the best we can do is hope that young Henrich has the wherewithal to fight off the infection.

KATE: Bad news. Just found out that the delivery truck driver's family was being held hostage, and Biggie found micro-abnormals in Angelo's blood.

WILL: Well, this is starting to sound a little bit too familiar.

EXT - ESTABLISHING SHOT - HONG KONG, CHINA - APARTMENT TOWER - NIGHT

HONG KONG, CHINA

EXT - APARTMENT TOWER ROOF - NIGHT

MAGNUS: This is the place. I'm detecting gamma radiation below us, the penthouse.

DRUITT: The keystone. So, what can we expect?

MAGNUS: Well, I had my suspicions about the buyer, so I checked his name against the Beijing Sanctuary's database. Turns out he's a seralops, a humanoid abnormal that craves gamma radiation like a drug.

DRUITT: So he's not giving it up without a fight.

MAGNUS: I'm afraid not.

DRUITT: Helen.

MAGNUS: I'm fine.

DRUITT: Let me do this. You've been exposed to enough radiation as it is.

MAGNUS: The dose coming off the keystone isn't enough to worry about. I'm coming with you, and that's that. In for a penny...

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - WILL'S OFFICE

WILL: I hate to be Captain Obvious, but this has to be the work of the same guy.

BIGFOOT: Then what's he targeting?

WILL: That, I don't know.

KATE: Well, we better figure it out, 'cause there could be hundreds more of these beetles out there.

KATE: Okay, in Atlanta, he targeted a shop owner. In Chicago, he targeted a politician...

BIGFOOT: And here, a priest.

TESLA: Well, what's the connection?

WILL: Abnormals.

KATE: Yeah, we know. He uses abnormals to cover his tracks...

WILL: No, no.

WILL: Hey, where are those supply requisitions I signed for this morning?

BIGFOOT: - I FedExed them. - I got backup.

WILL: What's the name of that shop in Atlanta?

KATE: Duke's Daisies?

WILL: See? Look at this. They're the biggest grower in the country. They supply thousands of rare plants to the New York Sanctuary.

KATE: What about the politician in Chicago?

WILL: He was the swing vote on council. Without him, a proposed rail line that would have cut through several west side neighborhoods was approved.

KATE: Displacing a community of abnormals.

BIGFOOT: And here. Father Jensen was the chief caretaker of the Fifth Ward.

WILL: Okay, okay, So, he's targeting abnormals and their support systems.

TESLA: Well done. It still doesn't tell you what he's planning to do here.

WILL: Well, most mission-oriented serial killers escalate their behavior over time.

KATE: He must be after something big.

BIGFOOT: The vigil. Dozens of abnormals, all in one place.

KATE: Oh, my God. They get infected, chaos spreads into the streets. People retaliate, and the community gets hit even harder.

EXT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - STREET - FRONT GATE - NIGHT

[Bigfoot, Will, and Kate leave the property in Magnus' car]

[Abby follows them in her own car]

INT - HONG KONG - APARTMENT TOWER HALLWAY

MAGNUS: Quietly.

INT - SERALOPS APARTMENT

DRUITT: Of course.

MAGNUS: John...

SERALOPS: What the hell are you two doing here?

SERALOPS: I don't recall inviting you to the party.

MAGNUS: John!

INT - FIFTH WARD - VIGIL LOCATION

WILL: Good, it hasn't started yet.

CLARK: You're early. Please, sit wherever you like.

WILL: Father Clark, right?

CLARK: Yes.

WILL: I'm sorry, but we're going to have to cancel the vigil. Someone's planning to attack it.

CLARK: What? How?

WILL: It's a long story. You're just going to have to take our word for it.

KATE: What is it?

CLARK: But we can't cancel. Everyone's due to arrive. What will we tell them?

WILL: That it's for their own safety.

FLASHBACK

INT - BUILDING FROM EARLIER

KATE: - What is it?

BIGFOOT: - Smell something.

RETURN TO PRESENT

CLARK: I appreciate what you're trying to do, but I haven't heard anything about a threat, and I'm not going to cancel based on your say-so.

BIGFOOT: Father Clark? What was Father Jensen's favorite holiday?

CLARK: What? I don't know.

BIGFOOT: You two were friends.

CLARK: He never mentioned it.

BIGFOOT: Ah... What was his favorite food?

CLARK: - My son...

BIGFOOT: - Curry! He prepared it every Friday night. What kind of car did he drive?

CLARK: A... sedan?

BIGFOOT: Uh-huh... He didn't drive. Terrified of it. I had to drive him everywhere.

CLARK: I'm sorry, but I don't have time for this. I have to set up for the vigil...

BIGFOOT: Who are you?

CLARK: You're an abomination. You deserve what you get, all of you.

EXT - FIFTH WARD - VIGIL LOCATION - STREET - NIGHT

WILL: Get down!

INT - VIGIL LOCATION

[The cypher beetles are swarming everywhere]

Act V
INT - FIFTH WRAD - VIGIL LOCATION

KATE: Guys, over here!

WILL: Come on! Come on!

BIGFOOT: No!

EXT - FIFTH WARD - VIGIL LOCATION - STREET

ABBY: Holy...

INT - FIFTH WARD - VIGIL LOCATION - UNDER TABLE

WILL: Oh, man.

KATE: So, now what?

WILL: Well, we can't stay in here forever.

WILL: What are you doing?

KATE: Hank taught me this.

KATE: Okay, stand by.

KATE: Get ready.

WILL: - For what?

KATE: - For this.

WILL: Okay.

WILL: Nice. Let's call and get this cleaned up.

EXT - FIFTH WARD - BACK ALLEY - NIGHT

CLARK: Did you actually think you were going to catch me? You're nothing but an animal that needs to be put down.

BIGFOOT: You killed my friend. You killed so many.

CLARK: They deserved to die, for helping you and your kind, and once you're gone, I'm going after your boss.

BIGFOOT: No...

BIGFOOT You... You're the animal!

ABBY: Oh, my God...

ABBY: Shh... You're safe now. He can't hurt you. I promise. Shh...

EXT - ESTABLISHING SHOT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - NIGHT

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - LOWER LEVEL - INFIRMARY

KATE: Hey, hey... Hey, it's okay. It's okay.

BIGFOOT: Henry?

KATE: He pulled through. He's in his room, talking to his HAP girlfriend on Skype.

KATE: We took care of the vigil. We rescheduled it for next week.

BIGFOOT: I... killed him. I could not... stop myself.

KATE: I get it. I've been there.

KATE: But he murdered a dozen people, and he was planning to kill more. Deep down, nobody minds what you did.

BIGFOOT: Father Jensen... he would.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - UPPER LEVEL - FOYER

WILL: You're going to have to file these.

ABBY: Yeah, I don't think I can report this one.

WILL: No, not unless you want to end up like me.

ABBY: Would that be so bad?

ABBY: Well, I should, uh, go.

WILL: Uh, yeah.

WILL: Uh, hold on. I believe you... that you're not going to tell anyone. Which is why I'm going to give you this.

WILL: Just don't leave that in the break room.

ABBY: I won't.

ABBY: Thank you.

WILL: Why don't you give us some time, then you can come back for the tour.

ABBY: I'd like that.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - UPPER LEVEL - LIBRARY - BACKROOM

MAGNUS: Is that the cloak?

TESLA: Actually, it's back to being more of a shield.

MAGNUS: Okay.

TESLA: Mm-hm, yes, I finally got it to work. Unfortunately, though, there's only one of them, which means...

DRUITT: Only one of us can go.

MAGNUS: Yes, well, first things first.

TESLA: So is this it? The real one this time?

DRUITT: Let's hope so.

MAGNUS: Where is that?

TESLA: Turkey. No, Iran.

DRUITT: - Nepal. - It's Annapurna.

TESLA: He's right.

MAGNUS: Tibet. That's the gateway. We leave at first light.

INT - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - WILL'S OFFICE - NIGHT

MAGNUS: May I come in?

WILL: Yeah, as long as you know the Norwegian term for capital cost allowance.

MAGNUS: [in Norwegian] Capital cost allowance.

WILL: Show-off.

MAGNUS: Rough day?

WILL: Rough day. Your job is hard.

MAGNUS: You're handling it well.

WILL: I'm barely handling it at all.

MAGNUS: You stopped a serial killer who had eluded authorities for months, who threatened to further destabilize the lives of abnormals.

WILL: That was a lucky break.

MAGNUS: Well, sometimes that's the best we can hope for.

WILL: We're going underground?

WILL: That's good. You know why? 'Cause we're going to get there. We're going to find the city.

End Credits
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