02x50 - Hunter's Moon: Part One

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GOLIATH: 1, 000 years ago, superstition and the sword ruled.

It was a time of darkness.

It was a world of fear.

It was the age of gargoyles.

Stone by day, warriors by night.

We were betrayed by the humans we had sworn to protect, frozen in stone by a magic spell for 1, 000 years.

Now, here in Manhattan, the spell is broken and we live again.

We are Defenders of the Night.

We are gargoyles!

There will always be a hunter, my son.

NARRATOR: Previously on Gargoyles...

DUNCAN: And there will always be the hunted.

Without your help, I would have lost my son tonight.

I owe you all a debt of gratitude that I may never be able to repay.

But I will try.

I promise.

And I should trust this promise?

Demona, the fire!

[CRYING] Is she really gone?

GOLIATH: I don't know.

[HORSES WHINNYING]

[HORSE WHINNYING]

Who's there?

[HORSE WHINNYING]

[GRUNTS]

Show yourself, you thief!

[ROARS]

[SCREAMS]

My face... Ah!

That'll teach you humans.

[MOANS]

I thought I told you to fetch some milk, boy.

[GASPS] Something att*cked me, Father...

Ah! Are you a wee babe, to cry at a few scratches?

'Twas probably nothing more than a rogue gargoyle looking for food.

She was a demon.

And she shall pay for what she did, she and all her evil race!

-[GASPS] -You spare some change, lady?

I'm trying to put myself through medical school.

[STAMMERS] Here you go... [GASPS]

What do you want?

Oh, the usual. Good education, high-paying job.

But we'll settle for a first date.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[GASPS]

[BOTH GASP]

Ah, perfect.

Folks, we're collecting for a worthy cause.

Yeah, so give till it hurts!

Great idea, Brendan.

"Ride the subway. Meet interesting people."

Oh, don't start with me, Margot.

[THUDDING]

[GROWLS]

[GASPS]

[GASPS IN PAIN]

[ROARS]

[GASPS]

[ROARING]

Tough luck, handsome.

[GRUNTS]

Tough luck, indeed.

Stay away, please. No, stay back.

Don't come near me. [MUMBLES]

We've still got a little PR problem.

Thank you.

[CHUCKLES] Hey, nobody messes with my best friend.

We'll be in touch.

[WHISTLES]

Air conditioning must be broke.

[STAMMERS] Monsters on the train!

It was those gargoyle creatures!

Youse gotta protect us!

They might come back!

Get... They're in there... Go on.

Yes, Officer, they might come back.

Heh, had a little help on this operation, I see.

Just some concerned citizens with wings.

Hah! Did you see the look on those crooks' faces when we dropped in on them?

Are we good, or what?

Yep. Defenders of the Night.

Stopping evil stone cold.

[BARKING]

Welcome back, lads.

And lassie, of course.

Brooklyn, you're hurt.

A scratch.

Nothing a little stone nap won't cure.

GOLIATH: Take your places.

The Sun is about to rise.

Ah... This is a good life.

Yeah. Just one thing would make it perfect...

Breakfast?

How did you know?

Maza, I'm reassigning you to dayshift for awhile.

I need you to show a new transfer the ropes.

Dayshift?

Ah, come on, Captain.

You're breaking up a great team.

Better than you know.

It's only temporary.

And it wasn't a request.

Well, I just want it on the record that I'm...

Uh... Well... Hi.

Elisa Maza.

Detective Jason Conover. Um... Nice to meet you.

So...

Which, uh, precinct did you transfer from?

One in another city.

Really? What city?

A small one compared to this.

Town this size must take a lot of work to protect.

Yeah, it's more than a job. It's a way of life.

I've heard some pretty wild things about New York, like alligators in the sewers...

I could tell you stories.

I'm all ears.

[expl*si*n]

ELISA: Police! BOTH: Freeze!

THIEF 1: Freeze, yourself...

Drop the hardware!

[g*nsh*t]

ELISA: Call it in!

[POLICE SIRENS BLARING]

[g*nshots]

My mechanic's gonna love this.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[THIEF SCREAMING]

[GRUNTS]

[POLICE SIRENS BLARING]

I said freeze!

ELISA: Sunday in the park with dirt bags. [CHUCKLES]

Not bad sh**ting, Clyde.

Thanks, Bonnie. You were pretty good behind the wheel.

Uh, buy you a cup of coffee?

Hmm, master's in business affairs from the Sorbonne.

References from Edinburgh, Florence.

Quite an impressive resume, Ms. Correy.

When could you start as my personal assistant?

This minute, if necessary.

I'm not afraid of long hours.

I'll work nights if you require it.

I never work nights, Robyn.

I must have my, um, beauty sleep.

[DOOR OPENS]

We ran into some trouble, Ms. Destine.

-The D/I-7 was... -Remember your manners, dolt!

I'm not through with this interview.

You'll start first thing in the morning, Robyn.

I'm glad to have you as part of the Nightstone team.

-[DOOR CLOSES] -Come with me.

Now, your report.

We, uh, we...

[STUTTERING] We didn't get it, Ms. Destine.

-The cops... -What?

You incompetent fool!

Wait, please!

You're lucky I treat my employees with compassion.

Now get out!

[GRUNTS]

Why do the little people always frustrate me?

Well, if you want something done right...

[ROARING LOUDLY]

[SCREAMING IN PAIN]

Do it yourself.

[ROARING LOUDLY]

[ALL ROARING LOUDLY]

I never get tired of that.

Good as new, I see.

Yep. We call it the concrete cure-all.

What's up?

ELISA: Well, my new partner and I had some excitement today.

BROADWAY: New partner? Where's Matt?

XANATOS: I appreciate the personal attention, Detective Bluestone, but I have no idea why anyone would want to steal this particular chemical.

D/I-7 is a potent concentrated disinfectant.

Hardly worth taking unless you have a very large and dirty house to clean.

[SIGHS] Okay, Mr. X.

That's all for now.

But you might want to use some of this D/I-7 stuff to make sure your own house is clean.

Alex, can you say "harassment"?

[COOING]

I knew that you could.

And that's the story.

Oh, you should've seen Jason in action.

This guy could sh**t a fly out from between its wings.

You seem quite impressed with your new partner.

Well, uh, I mean, he's a good cop, that's all.

And it's temporary.

Of course.

[YAWNS] These double shifts...

I gotta get some sleep.

But I'm a little worried that whoever planned this heist might try again tonight.

Don't worry, Elisa.

We'll keep an eye on the stuff.

Thanks. Our computer says Xanatos stores D/I-7 at two places, the East River warehouse the thieves hit today and a chemical plant on the Upper West Side.

Somehow, I doubt Xanatos is a true victim in this, but we will split up and keep watch over both locations.

Later, guys.

I got a date with a pillow.

Come. We have work to do.

A reporter from WVRN to see you, Mr. Xanatos.

I'm a popular guy tonight.

What can I do for you, Mr...

Carter. Jon Carter. We're doing a segment on Manhattan's unique skyline.

I'm gathering background info.

The pictures I've seen of this castle had gargoyles on the parapets.

True. They didn't suit my taste, so I had them destroyed.

Really?

An art fancier like yourself?

If you brought them in front of me now, I'd happily pulverize them on the spot.

Speaking of gargoyles, what's your opinion on these urban myths about real live gargoyles in New York?

Seems everybody's got a friend or cousin or a dentist who's seen one.

Did you say you worked for WVRN or the Daily Tattler?

Touché. Oops! Excuse me.

Mind if I look around?

Be my guest, Mr. Carter. Owen will escort you.

Mr. Carter has left.

Good. Now let's see what story he's really after.

XANATOS: Freeze. Enhance.

OWEN: A piece of stone skin.

No doubt left by one of the gargoyles a year ago.

Yes, it looks like this Mr. Carter could cause a bit of trouble for our old friend Goliath.

Do you think the thieves really will try to rob this place again?

Thieves always return to the scene of the crime, lass.

I learned that from the television.

I thought you said I wasn't supposed to believe everything I saw on television.

Never mind.

You were right, she's here.

ROBYN: Three of them?

I thought only the demon survived?

It doesn't matter.

They all die tonight!

[SHOUTS] Hunters, att*ck!

[GROWLING]

att*ck!

[SCREECHING]

[GROANS]

I've got the demon.

[GROANS]

Stay down.

We've got the element of surprise.

No sense giving it away.

[ALARM SIREN RINGING]

It's Demona!

So much for the element of surprise.

Let's go!

[BRONX BARKS]

[GROWLING]

[MOANING AND GASPING]

[ROARS LOUDLY]

GOLIATH: [STRUGGLING] Angela!

[SCREAMING]

Hudson! With me!

[SCREECHING]

Is she?

At least you got the demon.

After all these centuries, it's over.

JASON: it wasn't the demon.

[GROWLS]

[g*n BEEPING]

[GROANS]

[GROWLING IN ANGER]

Take care of them, Lex. I'll deal with Demona!

[GROWLING]

[GROANS]

[GASPS]

[STRUGGLING]

Let's blow this place before it does!

Thanks, Lex.

So who wants to explain this to Goliath?

JASON: She was younger. Her coloring was different.

She wasn't the demon.

A whole new clan.

That explains all the gargoyle sightings that brought us here.

One or a thousand, they won't escape again.

We'll hunt them down and exterminate them.

Is that necessary?

We know the demon is evil, but these other gargoyles might not be.

Never say that!

The only good gargoyle is a dead gargoyle.

And the only consolation for tonight's fiasco is that I nailed one of them for good.

[WHIMPERS]

Don't worry, Bronx, the Sun will heal her.

Dawn is hours away.

They did this to her.

Those masked hunters.

On my daughter's life, I swear I will hunt them down.

And I will k*ll them.

[JASON READING]