03x09 - Do or Die

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Previously on "The Strain"...

They've broken through our entire northern perimeter.

Pull out of the park now.

Withdraw! All units withdraw!

Sanjay Desai.

Who are you?

He's a new associate of ours, Eldritch.

I hear that you are facilitating a very important shipment for us.

What is the meaning of this?

You did this!

No. This is not my doing.

You've invited your own demise.

This step I take is more merciful than triumphant.

(Suitcase beeping)

(expl*si*n)

It isn't pretty, people.

Last night our forces fell back to 42nd Street.

We're hoping that they can hold the line...

How?

We're short on amm*nit*on, food, water, and people.

It's only a matter of time before this city falls.

I disagree, Captain.

The problem is that we have been spreading our forces too thin.

We need to fall back to smaller enclaves, ones that we have the means to defend.

If we play this right, we can hold out until the labs in Atlanta, D.C., and Virginia come up with a cure for this.

I understand your impulse to hang on. But the hard truth is, unless we pull out now, we're all going to die here.

And where would we go, Captain?

Saratoga Springs, in the mountains outside of Albany.

They have a thousand troops. We can hold out there until D.C. gets their sh*t together.

(Murmurs)

You want to cut and run? Go ahead.

But I'm not going anywhere.

This is our city.

A city we are sworn to protect.

And I, for one, am not going to abandon her.

Who else is with us?

It's been an honor, Councilwoman.

(Theme music)

Good to see you again, Bob.

It's been too long.

Mr. Palmer.

Sorry to barge in unannounced, but I'm here about a delicate matter; one that requires the utmost discretion.

It's not an imposition, sir.

I was just surprised to see you up and about.

Why is that?

Sanjay Desai told us he had to assume your responsibilities because you were incapacitated.

Well, as you can see, nothing could be further from the truth.

Bob, I've come to you because I believe you may be one of the few people in Stoneheart whom I can still trust.

Of course you can, sir.

Tell me how I can help.

May I?

Desai is in league with certain unscrupulous parties that are trying to gain control of Stoneheart.

I need to know about a piece of valuable cargo that arrived in New York aboard a ship named the Aurora Cutlass.

Yes, I've heard Mr. Desai speaking to someone about that.

He offloaded the cargo without my permission.

I need to know where.

Time is a critical factor.

I'll have the information for you by end of day.

This my personal number.

Call me as soon as you know something.

Thank you, Bob.

I can't believe Mr. Desai thought he could get away with this.

He won't.

(Cane thumping)

Can I help you?

Good afternoon. Is Mr. O'Neill in?

Do you have an appointment?

I do not, but I'm sure...

I'm sorry, but Mr. O'Neill is very busy.

You can't just walk in here and expect to meet with him.

Tell him his son is here.

I know Mr. O'Neill's son, and you're not him.

Just tell him Eldritch Palmer is here. He knows who I am.

Eldritch!

You grew!

It's been a long time.

Why the cane?

You have an accident?

One of my kidneys gave out, and I had it removed.

Good news is, I think that might have been the source of my other health problems.

Glad to hear it.

I gotta say, you kind of put me on the spot, showing up unannounced.

I didn't have a choice.

You failed to respond to my letters.

What letters?

I wrote three of them.

(Sighing)

Those kids in the mail room probably lost them.

So hard to find reliable people.

Did you know my mother d*ed last spring?

Yes.

I wasn't sure.

You didn't send flowers to the funeral.

I thought about it.

But then I thought, how would that look?

Suddenly, now that the woman's dead, I make some sentimental gesture to show what a great and caring guy I am?

You wouldn't have wanted me to do that.

So what can I do for you?

I want to come work for you.

Work for me?

Doing what?

I'd like a position in your investment department. I've seen the stockholder reports.

They're not handling your assets well. Frankly, I think they're playing it too conservatively.

Eldritch, that's just not realistic.

You're asking for a demanding, high-pressure job with 80-hour work weeks.

Frankly, I don't think you have the stamina.

I may not be in the best of health, but my mind is razor sharp and never gets tired. It's always working, coming up with new ways to make money.

I suppose in that regard, I'm very much like you.

(Knocking)

Hello, Lee.

Just want to let you know Ken Shaw's in the conference room.

Thanks, I'll be right there.

Eldritch, I won't give you a job.

But I am going to give you this.

Ten thousand dollars.

Do some traveling.

See the world while you can.

Life's too short to spend it cooped up in some office.

I don't intend to have a short life, and I'm not interested in traveling.

Spend it however you like.

But let me be clear.

This is the last check you'll be getting from me.

It fulfills whatever obligations you imagine I have to you.

Best of luck.

So where is "Nayarit"?

Nayarit.

Sounds beautiful.

(Police siren)

Pull over!

We're getting the hell out of New York no matter what happens, all right?

(Gasping)

(Laughing)

(Both laughing)

You here for more silver?

No. Uh, I came by to tell you that it's no longer safe here.

NYPD is pulling out.

Of Red Hook?

Red Hook, Manhattan, Staten Island, everywhere.

Jesus Christ.

Well, what about the Master? Did you find him?

We're working on it.

And the box?

The professor finished it.

But we've got a problem. Quinlan's gone missing, and we need him to force the Master into it.

I don't how we're gonna do it without him.

Well, we might be able to help with that.

The device we're working on, it could disorient him or maybe even interrupt his network.

Well, it's not fully operational right now.

We have a few key components we need...

Did you not hear what I just said? Hm?

We don't have any time for this bullshit.

All right? We've got one day, maybe two, before the whole city is overrun. So...

So what? We just run away like the cops? That's not gonna happen. We have a real sh*t with this.

You throw it however you want, Doc. All right?

But you, you should come back to the club with me.

You know, if all else fails, I could get us out of the city.

I, um...

I appreciate your concern. I do.

Just, we are so close.

This could be a game changer.

At least I tried.

Hey.

I wish you the best of luck.

(Sniffing)

Not a whiff of spooge.

Thought for sure the feelers would be down here.

We better find one soon. Time's running out.

Thank you.

For what?

For sticking with this.

With me.

Just protecting my interests.

How's that?

After we slay the Master, there'll be millions of his mindless progeny running around.

Our little gadget could make us a bloody fortune.

(Rustling)

(Snarling)

We got company.

Where?

Behind us.

(Snarling)

(Snarling)

(Screaming)

(Snarling)

(Shrieking)

(Panting)

It looks so much easier on the nature shows.

Yeah, well, they don't show these bits.

(g*nf*re)

g*nf*re?

In Red Hook? It's been a while since we've heard that.

In broad daylight.

That's what we have to look forward to.

Human predators by day, strigoi by night.

There it is.

Wow. You were right, Doc. That's double the size of the communication lobes we've found in common strigoi.

So you think we've got a sh*t?

If we can get the playback interface to work.

Pessimistic?

Not this girl.

I like a challenge.

There you are. Quinlan hasn't shown?

I gather you didn't find him with Goodweather?

No.

He should've been back by now.

Could be the Ancients have thrown in with the Master.

If so, our task grows exponentially more difficult.

And then there's the other problem. finding the Master.

What's got you so obsessed in there, huh?

A disturbing number of references to an occultation preceding an apocalypse.

We had an eclipse a few weeks ago.

No. I think this refers to something else. Something that has not yet happened.

Professor, we need to take a step back. Now think about the big picture.

We've got one day, maybe two, before the city falls.

We need to get out. Live to fight another day!

For me, there is no other day.

I will either do this now or die trying.

(Honking, sirens blaring)

(People yelling)

So we gotta find another way off this island.

Make a U-turn. Try to get through there.

So, how many elected to stay?

Five.

Of all the officers in Manhattan and Brooklyn?

Well, to be fair, there weren't that many left to begin with.

We never should have left Staten Island.

We owned it.

We could've ridden all of this out from there.

I know.

Then Mayor Lyle made that sales pitch about how I could be the hero of New York.

And I took the bait.

I just got off the phone with the ESU in Jersey City, right across the Hudson.

They have a safe zone. Resources.

We can join them.

If we stay here... seven of us?

We'd probably die, right?

(Phones ringing)

All right, people.

Let's get the hell out of here.

(Distant g*nf*re)

There's three in the gatehouse.

According to your man Borgen, there's more inside.

Are you sure you can take it?

They're rent-a-cops, sir.

This level of security, it's more than likely that your cargo is still inside.

Then what are we waiting for?

Your final order, sir. Are we a go?

Yes, you are.

All right then.

Let's have some fun, shall we?

All teams. We're hot. Let's roll.

Stop right there!

Intruder!

(Screams and g*nshots)

Stay in the vehicle, Mr. Palmer.

Go, go!

All clear!

Fire in the hole, take cover!

Move in, move in!

(g*nf*re)

Clear! All clear!

Facility secure.

We have the cargo. And Desai.

Over here, sir.

Your cargo, Mr. Palmer.

Mr. Desai.

Nice to see you again. I, uh, I want to thank you for handling things for me while I was incapacitated.

That's what you told my employees, wasn't it? That I was too crippled to run my own company?

I... That wasn't my idea, Mr. Palmer, sir. That was Eichhorst.

I admire you. I always have.

That's why I wanted to work for...

Open it.

Yes, sir.

(Door closing)

Are you looking for Mr. O'Neill?

Yes, is he...

He's in the day room.

Cane.

(Men laughing)

(Woman): You are disgusting!

And you love it too, don't you?

Yes.

Hello, Father.

You have another son?

Um... Hey, it's almost lunchtime. We don't wanna lose our table.

Nice to meet you.

I heard you had a heart att*ck.

I'm relieved to see you seem to be on the mend.

What do you want?

To thank you.

For what?

Making me everything I am today.

That supposed to be a joke?

Quite the contrary.

That check you gave me thirty years ago...

I doubled that 10,000 in the market, then doubled it again, and so on and so on. So you see, all my wealth, my achievements...

I owe them all to you.

A check for $10,000.

It fulfills whatever obligations you might imagine I have to you.

Go to hell.

By the way, I took possession of O'Neill Industries yesterday.

I guess you'd know that.

You want to know what I'm going to do with it?

I'm not interested.

I'm shutting down the mills, sacking the management, selling off the assets.

And renaming what's left Stoneheart... in honor of you!

Your precious company that you loved more than me or my mother or anyone else, will cease to exist.

(Laughing)

What's so funny?

You.

You wasted your life, trying to get even with me?

Look at you!

Look what it's done to you.

Withered, sickly, barely able to stand.

You look older than I do.

(Voice cracking): Goodbye, Father.

I'll outlive you!

I'll dance on your grave!

Unlock it, please.

Well, I don't have the...

Open it or I'll blow your goddamned head off!

Okay.

What is this?

That's a nuclear b*mb, sir.

Where did it come from?

Russia.

Eichhorst brokered a deal through the black market and had it shipped through Egypt.

Where's the other one?

Eichhorst took it.

What did he do with it?

I don't know.

There was a massive expl*si*n yesterday in South Manhattan. Is it possible?

Tactical nuke could do that.

What did he blow up?

I don't know. I have no idea. I swear.

No matter.

I think I can find a use for this.

Use? What use?

What's your fancy, sir?

Bring him along.

Checkpoint George Washington, Kowalski. Come in. Over.

Is there anyone on this frequency? Over.

Still won't answer.

They pulled out, too.

(Honking)

Dammit.

(Siren)

Attention, drivers. This is the New York Police Department.

Move your vehicles off the road. This is the New York

Police Department. Move your vehicles off the road.

I'm going up. Cat, Nankin, you check it out; wait for my clear.

Copy that.

It's all clear!

Let's move.

Crouse, get up top.

It's a long way back to Brooklyn.

The safest thing is for us to button up and stay...

Ah! What the...

(Shrieking hiss)

Cat, Nankin, you got strigs on your six.

Cat, Nankin, come in. Over.

(Static noise)

(g*nf*re)

(Banging)

Is that you, Cat?

(Banging)

Open it.

(Hissing)

No!

Jesus!

(g*nf*re)

Holy sh*t!

Damn, that's messed up. Turn around. Let's go.

What are you, crazy?

What are you talking about, man?

They're cops! All right? They don't give a sh*t about us.

We can't wait this out.

(g*nf*re, hissing)

(Banging)

Yo, come on! Open up! Out!

Come on, I don't got all night! Come on! Come on!

Come on. Let's go!

Wait. Do I know you?

Yeah. We met on the chain g*ng.

You wanna sit here and reminisce or get the hell outta here?

How we gonna do that?

We gotta make for the bridge. Strigoi can't follow us over running water.

We make it past that overturned-van, and we're free.

More coming!

(Shrieking and hissing)

Let's go.

Let's go. Come on, come on!

Angel, come on!

(Loud squeaking)

(Screaming)

(Shrieking and hissing)

Move, move! To the car! Move, move!

We've just gotta get past those four, and we're free. All right?

(Snarling)

No! No! No! Don't! Don't!

No...

(Shrieking)

sh*t! You're gonna be all right.

You're gonna be all right. All right? You're gonna be okay. All right?

No! I can't! I can't go!

I'm not going without you, man!

No, I'm not leaving! I'm not leaving you!

No!

Run!

What are you doing?

Why'd you do that?

(Screaming in pain)

(Shrieking)

(g*n runs empty)

(Shrieking and hissing)

(Screeching)

You're sure the signal won't affect us?

Shouldn't do. The memory chip blasts the Master's signal through the feeler's communication lobe and into the brains of any strigoi in range.

Sounds less than definitive.

Well, it's all theory, Doc.

I could be totally wrong.

Best sales pitch ever.

(Panting and grunting)

This might be a good time to turn that on.

(Snarling)

(Loud static noise)

Hello? Anybody home?

(Low growling)

(Sizzling sound)

We did it! Eph!

We did it!

It works!

It was incredible! They were completely rudderless.

Yeah. You, uh...

You realize the Master saw all this through the eyes of those munchers, right?

He's probably already got a workaround, you know?

No, no, no, he didn't see sh*t. The signal paralyzed their communication systems when it paralyzed them. They just went off his grid.

You want to seal him in this, the device can help you do that.

It worked on strigoi, but do you think it could also incapacitate the Master?

I do.

What do you think, Mr. Fet?

It's worth a try. We could take the contraption, but... we don't take him.

I created the goddamned thing.

Oh, you want to take credit for it all, huh?

Dutch built it! She can run it.

Fet, why are you doing this?

'Cause he's a liar and a thief.

Oh, for chrissake, Fet! Get over it!

I made a mistake.

No, no, you knew exactly what you were doing.

Not to mention all the people that have paid for your failures.

Like Nora and your wife.

How about that as*ault on Central Park. How'd that work out?

Half the cops in New York are dead because of you. You're responsible for those people!

Oof!

Hey! Hey, hey, stop it!

Stay down, Doc.

Stop this!

You're giving the Master exactly what he wants.

He would love us to turn against each other.

Especially now!

The professor's right.

We've no time for your bickering.

What happened to you?

Did you talk to the Ancients?

The Ancients are dead.

The b*mb?

Secure, sir.

Good. No time to waste. We can expect him at any moment.

I understand the two of you have a lot of personal issues, but you're taking an unnecessary risk, sir.

My team can handle this.

No. I appreciate your concern, but no.

Magnificent, is it not?

Thank you for agreeing to see me.

I must say, I was surprised to hear from you.

It's been a long time, and when last we spoke, you rejected my offer.

I was young, impulsive.

Frankly, the commitment seemed too daunting.

And I thought that, over time, money would help me overcome my medical problems.

I realize now that was folly.

So I'm hoping we might revisit your proposal.

The door is still open.

I want you to understand that there will be no more hesitation.

I intend to put all my resources at the Master's disposal.

Now, if that's true, your life is about to change in ways you cannot imagine.

The Master will render you immune to disease and decay.

You don't know what that means to me.

Ever since I was a boy, I dreamt of being free of infirmity.

Free of this wheelchair.

Of being strong and vital.

That dream could soon be a reality.

Now.

I... wanted to clarify the terms of our agreement.

I want an equal partnership.

The Master was quite clear. You shall serve at his side.

Do I have his word on this?

Of course.

Forgive my mistrust.

People have disappointed me in the past.

Parents, wives, children... they all disappoint us, Eldritch.

How could they not? They're humans.

But the Master is different.

He will never let you down or betray you.

Now, do we have a deal?

You crossed the line for the last time, Eldritch.

You mean my taking possession of the nuclear b*mb I paid for?

You will return it immediately.

Certainly.

Once your Master reveals himself and fulfills his promise to... Ah!

It's always about you, Eldritch, isn't it?

Demanding full payment when you have yet to fulfill your part of the bargain.

Take a look out of the window.

You will see my part of the bargain.

In return, he has given me nothing.

The Master gave you the white, which is why you're still alive.

Ah...

And how you repay him, by plotting and scheming to betray him.

But it ends here.

Then your Master will never get the nuke.

Oh, yes.

He will.

After I drink you and the worms have had their way, the Master will have your memories.

Then, I snap your neck and silence you for all eternity.

I have been looking forward to this for a long time.

So have I.

(Roaring)

Taggart, seal the building.

No, let him go.

His Master already knows what we have done.

What's our next move, sir?

Fetch the car. There's not a moment to lose.

I need to see Setrakian.

Now.

Yes, sir.