Webisode 6/Transcript

Teaser Sequence
FLASHBACK

'''INT. - LONDON SANCTUARY - UPPER LEVEL - NIGHT'''

[Scene opens looking into the UK Sanctuary through a window, across a hall the doors are open to Gregory Magnus's study where he works at his desk. Magnus approaches and knocks before entering.]

MAGNUS: -Is it true?

GREGORY: -And how was your evening?

MAGNUS: They cannot do this. It's beyond unfair.

GREGORY: -It's already done.

MAGNUS: -Ignorant bastards.

GREGORY: Language, Helen.

MAGNUS: You brought the Royal College out of the Dark Ages. Sanitation reforms, treatments for Smallpox, Cholera, those were all your incentives.

GREGORY: You can't be surprised. They've been trying to rescind my membership for a decade now. It only took this long because they lack imagination.

[Magnus gives a look like something is bothering her.]

GREGORY: What is it?

[Magnus hands her father a letter.]

MAGNUS: Like father, like daughter, I suppose.

[Gregory unfolds and reads the letter.]

GREGORY: Helen, I'm so sorry.

MAGNUS: I had the highest possible marks in the entrance exam, and yet they've rejected me again.

GREGORY: You already know more than the doctors who wrote the exam.

MAGNUS: I cannot legally practice medicine anywhere without a degree from the London school. There's not a hospital or clinic in Europe that would hire me. This is my third rejection. I can't take the exam again.

GREGORY: -Because you're a Magnus.

MAGNUS: -I do not accept this, Father! I will not settle for a life of mediocrity and subjugation! I want more.

[Magnus stands up from her chair]

MAGNUS: Teach me.

GREGORY: My private research is... ...unorthodox, Helen. It is not to be entered into lightly. Nor with anger.

MAGNUS: You are the most talented medical researcher I have ever known. And yet you keep your most important work hidden from the world, from me. If you truly believe that I have potential, Father, please, help me achieve it.

[Cut to a set of stairs leading down to a heavy door. Magnus is descending the stairs holding a lantern while her father waits for her outside the door.]

GREGORY: Once you enter this door, you are on a path that cannot be reversed.

[Gregory opens the door and Magnus enters.]

Title Sequence
[Cut to Sanctuary opening title sequence.]

Part II, Act II
PRESENT DAY

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

[Outside shot of looking down on Sanctuary. Cut to Will's Office where he sits talking to the three rescued women.]

TATHA: It's as though this is all a dream, and when we wake up, everything will be the same as it was before.

CAIRD: Why is nothing familiar to us? This building, these clothes... ...and these rooms are all warm without fire. The light is unchanging with the day.

WILL: It's a lot to digest, Caird.

CAIRD: I see myself in the mirror, and I recognize my face. I know Tatha and Danu, but the person I thought I was.... You're telling me there is no village. No sickness. The little I can remember is false. How can we all not feel completely lost?

TATHA: Danu has told us that you insist there were no magicks involved, that what we suffer is simply a malady.

WILL: It's more of an emotional shield. We found you in a crypt surrounded by monsters. It's normal for the human psyche to put itself in a safe mode.

DANU: We want to accept your diagnosis, doctor, and we are grateful for all you've done. -It's just --

WILL: -You're still not buying it. The clinical term is schizoaffective disorder. It's a delusional state stemming from acute post-traumatic stress. People have awoken from comas thinking that they were royalty, that they were aliens from another planet, even people with super powers.

TATHA: But we are all three suffering from the same disorder. How is that possible?

WILL: Delusional behavior occurring virally in groups is rare, but it's not undocumented, particularly amongst siblings. Look, let me put it this way. If you really were 1,200 years old, then there's no way that I would understand anything that you're saying right now. How do you explain that? There is no logical or physical way that your memories can be real. And the sooner you accept that, the sooner we can continue to make progress.

DANU: Because the truth will out eventually.

WILL: It always does.

'''INT. - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - LOWER LEVEL - DISSECTION ROOM'''

[Cut to Magnus in the autopsy room with Bigfoot entering bearing a tray of food.]

MAGNUS: Excellent timing. I'm starved.

[Bigfoot looks up the overhead monitor. The sound is off and it shows Will talking to the three women in Will's office.]

BIGFOOT: -They raise my hackles.

MAGNUS: -In a good way?

BIGFOOT: You know there is no good way. -Progress?

MAGNUS: -Nothing concrete. Base physiology is essentially human. DNA scans indicate significant mutation to key chromosomes, likely resulting in increased adrenal production, heightened strength and reflexes, as well as this lovely appearance. All in all, be glad you missed it.

BIGFOOT: I'm not.

MAGNUS: You were recuperating. We managed.

BIGFOOT: You were lucky. And I am fine now.

MAGNUS: I'll be the judge of that.

BIGFOOT: Yes, Doctor.

MAGNUS: Now, what remains to be determined is whether our friend's genetic mutation is accidental in nature or by design.

BIGFOOT: You think someone made him?

MAGNUS: I think there are a lot of unanswered questions about these creatures, including the significance of this. From his right hand, index finger.

BIGFOOT: It is old.

[Bigfoot sniffs and licks the ring.]

BIGFOOT: -Very old.

MAGNUS: -That's what I thought. Which is why I'll be needing a ride later tonight.

BIGFOOT: Where are we going?

MAGNUS: To see if your hackles are right.

'''EXT. - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - ESTABLISHING SHOT - NIGHT - RAINING'''

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

[Cut to an outside view of Sanctuary, it is dark and rainy. Cut to Will's office.]

WILL: I want you to concentrate on the sound of my voice. I'm going to count backwards from five, four, three, two, one. Danu, can you hear me?

DANU: Yes.

WILL: I want you to go back to the last thing you remember before you woke up here.

[Flashback to the keepers of the dead.]

DANU: The creatures.

TATHA: They're too strong. We can't escape.

[Flashback to the Keepers dragging the women into the crypt screaming.]

DANU: Why are they doing this? We've done nothing wrong!

TATHA: They're making us drink something.

DANU: We can't move. Darkness.

WILL: I want you to go back further. Find a memory of something that happened before the creatures took you.

[Flashback to the three women walking amongst the dead on an ancient battlefield.]

DANU: Moonlight.

TATHA: It's cold. I'm in a field.

DANU: I can sense the dead. Their souls extinguished.

CAIRD: Only we remain.

'''INT. - OLD CITY - CAVE'''

[Cut to Ashley with a shotgun in some caves. A near invisible creature flashes past her knocking her down and she shoots at it. Ashley gets up and moves further into the caves. The creature continues to attack Ashley but she eventually kills it by jabbing something into it's head. She pushes the dead body of herself and then gets a note and pen out of her pocket and crosses something off a list.]

'''INT. - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - LOWER LEVEL - INFIRMARY'''

[Cut to a soldier falling on the battle field and then the three women sleeping all awaken, startled at the same time.]

CAIRD: They're not nightmares. That field.... All the dead....

[Flashback to the battlefield and soldiers are falling down dead as the three women walk amongst them.]

TATHA: We were actually there that night.

DANU: It's more than that. We were the reason.

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

[Cut to Will in his office working and everything starts to shake.]

'''EXT. - CAR PARKED AT CURB - NIGHT'''

[Cut to a sedan outside a building. Bigfoot is in it laughing as he reads a book, Gone With The Trash]

'''INT. - WEXFORD'S BUILDING'''

[Cut to a room full of plants which Magnus and Wexford are entering.]

WEXFORD: Doctor, your message was very intriguing. You never disappoint.

MAGNUS: I see you've cleaned up since I was here last.

WEXFORD: I know, it's so austere and uninviting. I deplore it. But when one's life is centered around a cruel irony, one has to make a few concessions. This way.

[Wexford enters a code on a glass doorway and opens the door.]

WEXFORD: -After you.

MAGNUS: -Thank you.

WEXFORD: Paintings and moisture are mortal enemies. Sadly I need both to survive. Now, let me take a look at your precious little bauble and we can get started.

[Magnus hands the ring to him and Wexford hmms approvingly.]

WEXFORD: Oh this is interesting. Wherever did you find it?

MAGNUS: Scotland. On a mutated human guarding an ancient crypt.

WEXFORD: -Scotland, you say. Curiouser.

MAGNUS: -Ring any bells?

WEXFORD: Plenty of them. It's just a question of deciding which ones to listen to. The design is at least a thousand years old, predating the Norman Conquest, I'd wager.

[Wexford looks over a wall unit with scrolls.]

WEXFORD: I know I've definitely seen something like it before. Yes.

[He then remembers something and moves to chest of draws.]

WEXFORD: Ah! Ringing bells, ringing bells.

[Wexford pulls out an artifact, a plexiglass encased old drawing and deposits the picture on a light table so that the both of them can examine it.]

WEXFORD: Ding dong. And voila. Fifth century tapestry reproduction.

MAGNUS: Now, what are they being offered here? Blood of Christ?

WEXFORD: Oh, please. Nothing so cliché. No, this design was the symbol of the Cabalis Nocturnum, a quaint little subsect of the Romano-British Knights from the Early Middle Ages. Charged with protecting the world from dark influences, I believe. These warriors likely drank from the chalice as a gesture of loyalty and faith to their cause.

MAGNUS: Now, who is the man offering it to them? A priest?

WEXFORD: Bigger. Think the most powerful man in Britain at the time. Hint: not King Arthur.

MAGNUS: Merlin.

WEXFORD: These knights were probably rejects from Arthur's court. Desperate to prove themselves worthy, they accepted a hideous task, fighting the dark forces unleashed by Merlin's nemesis, Morgan le Fay. Evil sorceress, avowed enemy of Arthur. All-around mean-spirited bitch.

MAGNUS: And who are they?

WEXFORD: Those would be The Morrígan. Emissaries created by Morgan to wreak havoc against Arthur's armies. The very embodiment of her hellish powers. Legend has it their very presence on the battlefield would steal the souls of Arthur's soldiers. They've popped up in literature throughout the ages, most notably as the trio of hags in Macbeth. You know, boil boil, toil, and all that.

MAGNUS: So The Morrígan were witches.

WEXFORD: Oh, no, love. They were the witches.

'''INT. - OLD CITY SANCTUARY - LOWER LEVEL - MAIN LAB'''

[Cut to the containment area in the lower levels of the Sanctuary. Will runs in with the shaking still going on.]

WILL: Easy, Steve. Easy.

[The three women are suspended in the air in the middle of the room. Hands joined and rotating in a circle as a wind blows.]

WILL: Ladies....

End Credits
[Cut to Sanctuary end title card.] /Credits