03x07 - The Beauty of Our Weapons

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Irisa: Previously on Defiance...

You had him, Rahm Tak, the leader of the Votanis Collective.

And if you hadn't have choked, he'd be a cooling corpse right now and Defiance would be a whole lot safer.

We're at w*r, kiddo, and you've become an unreliable partner.

Rahm Tak is ready to make his move.

I saw him buy a truckload of weapons from an arms dealer.

The weapons had the Von Bach Industries logo on them.

When Alak was describing the arms dealer, you had a reaction.

Alak is clearly describing my ex-boyfriend Conrad Von Bach.

My mom and dad, they're working as spies for the V.C.

[grunting]

Go! Go!

Datak spotted us. He's gonna run.

Grab him now.

[Datak speaking native language]

I think one of us is going to die.

[grunting]

I've been stabbed. I need your help.

I am at a loss for words.

I know how much you and your wife hate me.

Believe me, the feeling's more than mutual.

But despite it all, I really did think you loved our town.

Maybe even as much as I do.

I truly believed that, when faced with a common enemy, an enemy that wants to destroy our town and everything it stands for, that you would stand with us.

I would never say you are a good man, but siding with a mass m*rder*r?

I thought you were better than that.

It is with a heavy heart that I vote to convict.

[marble clinks in cup]

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[whistles]

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Datak Tarr, this panel has found you guilty of high treason, which carries a sentence of death by hanging.

If you wish, you may now make a brief statement.

Did my wife do that to your face?

It's a good look for you.

[scoffs]

[rock music]

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Nice town, Benedict.

Think I should buy it?

I think you should buy an airplane.

You're a hopeless romantic.

Watch the truck.

Okay.

Thanks, Augusta.

No, these aren't really me either, are they?

Um, how about the blue frames?

What's with the sign?

My husband and I are moving west.

It's not safe in Defiance.

Not safe?

They say soldiers are coming to k*ll humans.

Most of my friends have left town already.

Well, you're smart to get out.

I'm heading west myself after I conclude a bit of business.

If you're ever in AngelArc, look me up.

You're a Von Bach?

Yeah.

Really?

It's been a long time, Conrad.

Jess.

Been a while.

You look good.

I have two questions for you.

One, did you sell weapons to the Votanis Collective?

Guilty as charged.

But you understand, this is...

Oh.

You had another question?

Did you bring weapons for us?

You never were much into foreplay.

[dramatic music]

Snapdragon bolt-r*fles, cold-fire hand cannons...

Particle Overmag.

Beautiful w*apon.

I'll say.

See?

It's what Von Bach Industries are all about.

Providing quality weapons for people to defend themselves.

And here I thought you were a family of ruthless w*r profiteers who cared about nothing but the bottom line.

The Butcher of Yosemite is calling me ruthless?

Ouch.

You supplied arms to the V.C.

Aw, come on. We're businessmen.

We don't discriminate. We don't take sides.

We sell weapons to those who can afford them.

Nolan.

You've put a lot of innocent lives at risk.

You choose your next words carefully.

Aloe Vera.

[w*apon whirs]

Voice-matching activation.

I say when my g*ns work. I say when they don't.

Don't worry, we'll match it to your voice once we've settled on a price.

Stop showing off. What's the number?

Still no foreplay.

I'm telling you, Jess, you're missing out.

All right, It's a zero. is.

Consider the weapons a gift.

A gift.

Are you joking?

Von Bachs never joke when it comes to business.

That's what makes us so boring.

What's the catch?

The catch is, you buy me a drink.

How's that sound?

Do it.

Drinks are on the house.

Anything for the team.

Goldenrod.

[w*apon whirs]

They've got about as far as they can with the shovels.

We're about to bring in the drill.

Good.

I suppose there's no point in putting this off any longer.

[grunts]

This is going to hurt, Bebe.

Purity requires sacrifice.

[groaning]

Hey, kiddo.

Nice job on those flyers.

Don't make fun of me.

What?

"Nice work on those flyers"?

Don't you think I want to pick up a g*n and defend the town like everybody else?

I wasn't making fun.

Right.

So I'm just hypersensitive. Is that what you're saying?

No! No.

Whatever.

I'll make copies.

Almost done.

You were in town today.

Any news of my husband?

He's been sentenced to die.

When?

In three days.

[sighs]

I'm sure you'd like some time alone with your thoughts.

You can rest in my quarters while I'm in the mines.

I've caused so much trouble, yet you show me nothing but kindness.

Wake me when you return.

Forgive my daughter.

She's prone to tantrums.

There is nothing to forgive.

Speak English.

You need the practice.

This town will turn on us if they learn you're protecting a spy.

I have no intent in telling them.

Do you?

Berlin: So how's your nose?

It hurts.

Thank you for the g*ns.

You're welcome for the g*ns.

How much trouble are you in?

Oh, well, very soon expect to make the transition from black sheep of the family to disinherited dead black sheep of the family.

So why did you do it?

Well, it was the only gesture I could think of big enough to impress you.

No, no, no.

Connie, you and me are ancient history.

You and I.

Don't correct my grammar.

You know I hate that.

Yeah, I know.

I know.

So did I?

Did you what?

Impress you.

I've missed you.

You say that, but I'm not sure you do.

I came home from the tour, and our Redwood apartment was empty.

Furniture gone. You took the dog.

And your mother's lawyer was there with a briefcase full of scri.

Told me that you had reconsidered the wisdom of our relationship.

What. I never said that.

Come on.

I never said that.

I was under the impression that you dumped me.

What?

Yeah.

Mother told me she offered you cash to break off the engagement and you accepted.

She said that proved you were only after our family money.

No, no, no, no, no.

What really happened was, I sh*t a hole in the briefcase, and then I sh*t your mother's lawyer in the foot.

Is that the truth?

Yeah.

It felt great.

Well, looks like Mother outsmarted us both.

No one ever called her stupid.

I'm so sorry. I...

I just wish... I wish you'd come... told me the truth.

Pretty sure you have that backwards.

[sighs]

So you're happy here in Defiance?

When the E-Rep was here, I felt safe.

There was this guy Tommy, and he was gentle and kind and had a great ass.

Okay, so now I'm jealous.

Don't be. He's dead.

You want to go upstairs?

Yeah, I do.

[grunting]

[grunts]

You're late.

Long night.

I bet.

Well, decent turn-out.

It'll do, for a start.

Okay, recruits!

Fall in.

[sighs] Here you go.

No, thanks. I brought my own.

Come on, that's an antique.

Weather vane.

[g*nshots]

She gets the job done.

I guess so.

What's your name?

Ranikar, but you can call me Zera.

All right, Zero, you can sh**t. Who taught you?

My dad.

I built him that g*n myself from scrap parts and old metal.

Took me three months to get the scope right.

I'm Indur, by the way.

Good to have you here.

Thank you. So this is it?

This is all you got?

We're in the process of building.

Bebe!

That's it, come on.

Pick those legs up.

Four!

Let's go. That's better.

Five!

All right, good.

Six!

Seven!

Let's go, people.

Eight!

What are you doing?

Where's your daughter?

Nine!

What?

I asked you a question.

Where's your daughter?

Ten!

I don't have time for your questions.

I'm trying to get people ready for battle.

Don't waste my time!

I am going to keep wasting your time until you give me a straight answer.

Most of these kids have read The Amazing Goddess of the Badlands.

And I want to know where she is.

Why isn't the Amazing Goddess fighting by their side?

My daughter's been through a lot recently.

Right now she's not capable of picking up a w*apon.

But my child is?

And you should know we're not the only recruits asking these questions.

Many among us think the Votanis Collective is a human problem.

Really? Really, a human problem?

And they believe that Rahm Tak would treat the Votans with kindness if he took Defiance.

That's a fantasy.

That's what some believe.

Do you believe that?

Do you believe that?

I believe that if your family isn't going to fight for Defiance, then neither is mine.

Sorry. He's my dad.

Anyone else?

Keep them moving. Let's go.

Okay, and... 16, 17, 18!

Thank you for coming.

What happened to you?

Spent the day in basic training.

Nolan's whipping us into shape to face your good pal Rahm Tak.

Rahm's no friend of mine.

Any word of your mother?

They haven't caught her yet.

They never will. She's too smart.

Where's my grandson?

Home.

Ignoring a condemned man's wishes, it's kind of petty, don't you think?

You helped Rahm Tak, and now that psychopath is coming for us, and if we can't fight him off, well, then my half-human child is going to be brutally m*rder*d.

So, no, Dad, Luke will not be visiting you ever.

I had no choice.

There's always a choice.

Look, the minute you got home, you and Mom should have warned Nolan and Amanda.

You were Rahm's hostage. He would have k*lled you.

I escaped.

Well, how was I supposed to know that would happen?

You know, even if Rahm Tak had k*lled me, so what?

I would have d*ed protecting my child and my home.

I'd be with Christie now.

My death would have meaning.

You... you should have told the truth.

You and Mom should have helped.

Don't leave. Please, wait.

I've failed you, Alak. I've failed our family.

If I could change my actions, if I could m*rder Rahm Tak and raise the Arch, I would do so.

If k*lling myself and your mother would bring back Christie, I would cut both our throats.

But my time is done here.

I'm out of choices.

So I must ask You know, it's not really the best time.

Please, hear me out.

I want you to go to Amanda.

Tell her that I cannot face human justice.

I want to die properly.

At the hands of our own people.

On a shaming rack.

Just so that I'm clear, rather than a quick death by hanging, you're asking to be tortured to death by weights slowly pulling your arms and legs from their sockets.

This is what you're asking?

It's the only way to remove the stain from my immortal soul.

Alak.

I'll see what I can do.

[door opens and closes]

No, no way, Nolan. I won't do it.

You think I want to be asking you to do this?

I know you don't want to fight.

Then stop trying to make me.

You don't join the militia, I can't defend the town.

They're going to comin here, they're going to drag every human being they can find into Darby Square, line them up, and sh**t them in the head ten at a time.

This is how we stop them.

Why? Huh?

Why does everyone hurt each other?

Why is our world like this?

I don't know, kid.

This is how it is.

You ever get scared?

All the time.

Are you scared now?

Yeah.

And tired.

[chuckles]

I love you.

[snarls]

[gasps]

You're dirty. You need to be cleaned.

Actually, I bathed fairly recent...

I insist.

[screams]

You're very pretty.

Soft.

[sniffs]

You smell nice. I see why my father enjoys you.

You flatter me.

Omec beauty is the standard by which the rest of us are judged.

For my people, a Castithan sl*ve was a mark of status.

The finest sparked bitter competitions to see who could spoil them with expensive gifts and fine perfumes.

But when the enchanted Castithan was used up, they'd be put down in the pens... force-fed, oiled until it was fit to be consumed.

You know, my father tires of his concubines faster than most.

I've been told that when he's done with one, he'd give it to his children as a living toy.

It is a great honor to devour your father's whore.

You know, I think I'm clean now.

[breathing heavily]

You're more trouble than you're worth.

[panting]

[gasps]

Please. I will leave here.

Just tell me what you want.

[snarls]

[gasps]

I want you to die frightened.

[whimpers]

[both growling]

[chokes]

I carefully consider the commands I give you, Kindzi.

I expect you to obey them precisely.

Now in a moment, I'm going to relieve the pressure from your throat, and you will apologize to Stahma.

[gasping]

I apologize...

Stahma.

Think nothing of it.

[TV chatter]

Conrad?

[film reel clicking]

What you've done to it.

All That Heaven Allows.

I remembered how much you loved Douglas Sirk.

I don't know what to say.

Well, how about saying, "Wow, Conrad, that was incredibly thoughtful, and I wish our time together would never end"?

All good things must.

They don't have to.

Not this time.

Jess, I'm leaving tomorrow.

It's a big truck.

Plenty of room for an extra passenger.

What, are you just going to take me away from all of this?

You know, when I agreed to come here, I didn't know what to expect.

Packed up the film, the g*ns, hoped for the best.

And?

The best was here.

I can't go away with you.

[sighs]

Defiance is my home, and I need to be here to defend it.

Defiance isn't your home.

You were deployed here by the Earth Republic.

Well, guess what.

E-Rep is dead.

Your boyfriend Tommy is dead.

I'm alive, and I'm here.

And I want a future with the girl I never stopped loving.

Let's just watch the movie.

Cary on TV: I just hadn't thought about marriage.

Ron on TV: Why do you think I've been seeing you?

Alak tells me you've asked to die on the shaming rack.

What's your angle?

I have quite possibly delivered this town into the hands of a madman.

I've destroyed my family.

I've put the lives of everyone I love at risk.

For a Castithan, atonement can only be achieved by what you humans would call "rough justice."

I could explain this in greater detail, but what's the point?

My reasons don't matter.

I suggest you ask yourself if you'd prefer my death be quick and clean or a slow, agonizing public spectacle?

Hmm.

Your request is granted.

Hey.

What's up?

I wanted to talk to you.

By all means.

I want details.

What's going on with Von Bach, huh?

You've been seeing a lot of him.

I know. Crazy, right?

All these years hating the guy, I forgot how much I liked him.

Well, I really like his g*ns.

So I guess everyone's happy.

[sighs]

What's wrong?

Conrad asked me to go away with him.

What do you mean?

Leave Defiance?

For good?

[sighs]

Conrad Von Bach broke your heart.

Actually, it was his family that was more of the issue.

All right, now you're just making excuses.

I mean, come on, Jess, you can't seriously be considering this.

He loves me.

Oh, please.

What... and do you love him?

I don't know. Maybe.

Okay, well, if he truly loves you, he'll wait for you.

We're in the middle of a crisis at the moment.

We're leaving tomorrow.

Plans change.

Talk to him.

Amanda.

I'll go with you.

Please.

We'll figure this out together.

I don't want to figure it out.

Then what do you want?

Your support.

[sighs]

What's the big rush?

I'm scared.

Join the club.

You know what my childhood was like.

After the raiders k*lled my family, I was alone, and then...

Are we trading childhood sob stories here?

When they would turn their backs around, I would just steal their food.

Because if that's what we're doing, I will win.

Will you stop? Will you just listen to me?

I was afraid all the time.

I was scared of getting caught.

I was scared of dying. I was scared of not dying.

And then when I was 16, I joined the Earth Republic, and then suddenly, there was food and clothes and people who kept track of me, and they were my family.

Then it was all taken away, and now I am just that scared, lonely kid all over again.

Look, you still have family, all right?

I'm your family, and you cannot turn your back on me.

Not now, not when I'm trying to hold all of this together.

For me, family has to be more than good intentions.

And I don't think that you can protect us from what's coming.

Not me, not yourself, and not this town.

I'm so sorry.

[scoffs]

You're a coward.

[door creaks open]

I'm not sure if Amanda told you...

She told me.

Defiance thanks you for your service.

It wasn't an easy choice, Nolan.

You know how much Defiance means to me, and if I had any other option...

Like I said, Defiance thanks you for your service.

Reporting for duty.

Good to have you on board, soldier.

Hey, look, the Amazing Goddess.

Thank you.

Okay.

Here you go, boys.

[g*nf*re]

You're a machine.

You should see me when I'm hunting kanga-rats.

So what do you think?

For the most part, it's what we expected... pow farmers and shopkeepers, inexperienced but doing their best.

There is some real talent here, Indur's kid.

He may be inexperienced, but he's probably the best long-range sh**t I've ever seen.

We've got a handful of professional soldiers like myself.

Throw in Irisa, we might just have the beginnings of a strike force.

[exhales]

[dramatic music]

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[breathing heavily]

[grunts]

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[gasping]

Irisa.

Tommy, it's me.

Tommy, I'm so sorry.

[sobs]

I'm so sorry, Tommy.

I'm so sorry.

I wish I could take it all back.

Okay, okay. Come on.

I wish...

I wish I could take it back.

Come on. Get her out of here.

Just don't let this fall apart.

All right, people. Come on, let's bring it in.

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

Nolan: I screwed up.

I dragged my daughter down here when I knew she was in no condition to fight, because Indur made a good point.

A fair point.

How can we ask of you that you risk your own lives and the lives of your children defending Defiance unless we're prepared to do the same?

Fair point.

But here's the thing, people.

Throughout history, the strong have been called upon to defend the weak.

I know it's not fair.

But those of you who serve, sweat, and bleed and push your bodies past their breaking point spend endless hours in combat training for those who cannot show up themselves, who are incapable, or who can't be bothered or just won't do it.

The strong defend the weak.

It's not fair, but it is right.

It's our responsibility, and it's our privilege.

Now let me make one thing clear.

My daughter is not weak.

She's saved my life more times than I can count.

She's strong.

She's possibly the strongest person I know.

And I believe in her.

I believe that when the time comes, she will stand with us, shoulder to shoulder defending Defiance, but it will be on her terms.

I have to go back.

No, not today.

And in the meantime, this militia, this confederacy of the strong will hold the line with pride.

We will face The Beast, and we will defeat him.

Do we have an understanding?

Defiance!

Defiance!

all: Defiance!

Nolan: All right.

That's what I wanted to hear.

Everybody, back to your f*ring lines.

We got work to do.

[indistinct chatter]

Second thoughts?

Absolutely not.

Come on.

Well, congratulations.

You are officially healthy enough to execute.

I noticed the vote to convict me was unanimous.

It wouldn't have changed the outcome, and I still have to live in this town after you're gone.

Well, I respect your pragmatism.

I am going to miss you.

[solemn music]

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[exhales]

I apologize to the people of Defiance.

Difayantso.

Difayantso!

Defiance.

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[grunting]

[clatter]

Hello?

Who are you people?

What are you doing down here?

Sorry, old fellow.

Wrong place, wrong time.

I'm going into town for supplies.

Perhaps you could go another day?

I promise you Kindzi will behave.

Won't you?

Of course, Father.

[door opens and closes]

I'm not your enemy.

Eat this.

What, a pebble?

Eat it.

I won't. What... what is it?

Eat... it.

You can't force me.

I disagree.

[chokes]

Open.

[whimpering]

[ominous music]

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