03x12 - West Side Story

[bunniefuu]

JAMIE: Ten years ago,
the animal population mutated,

endangering human life on the planet.

Our team managed to cure the animals,

but at a terrible cost.

In an attempt to return
the planet to the animals,

a secretive group called
the Shepherds released a gas

that sterilized all of humanity.

And then, lab-made creatures
called "hybrids"

devastated the West Coast.

(ROARING)

So a massive barrier was constructed

to protect the rest of North America.

But new breeds have started to appear,

so we reassembled our team.

We battle on many fronts,

searching for a cure to sterility

while racing to stop the hybrids

and the rogue Shepherd who created them

to end the human race.

The fight for mankind's
survival has just begun.

Previously on Zoo...

- Jackson, what the hell?!
- I don't trust you, Jamie.

Leaving Mitch as Duncan to k*ll Abigail?

She's trying to end the world.

She was raised by a mad man.

I knew it! All this time,
you've been trying to save her.

You destroyed my life once!

ABIGAIL: We were both
on Pangaea ten years ago

when you and your friends
released the razorbacks

into the Shepherd compound.

Sam lost both his parents
that day, thanks to you.

ABRAHAM: A beacon was just
activated in Japan.

It must have activated
when her heart stopped,

like a dead man's switch.

These beacons are waking up
thousands of hybrids.

JACKSON: I think I just found a way

into Abigail's beacon operating system.
The dead man's switch is okay.

Jackson, you need to get that dead
man's switch here to command.

There's an access panel
in the electrical room,

but you can't do that.
If you change the filter,

you'll be exposed to the spores.

Spores are down. All clear.
That's your window.

Time to save the world, genius.

Clem had the baby.

And he's perfect.

And in a few hours,
he's gonna save the whole world.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

(BEEPING)

I have nest activity outside Istanbul.

Hybrid att*cks in Nairobi,
waiting on updates in Astana.

We can have boots on the ground
in Berlin within the hour.

GALLEGOS: Possible nest sighting
in Hong Kong.

Nine out of the 13 beacons are active.

It looks like they're
powering up in a planned series

around the globe: Asia to Europe

- to Africa.
- We have less than five hours

until the number of hybrids worldwide

overruns our resources.

Then it'll be game over.

At least we have a chance.

We can end all of this with the beacon
operating system

on the dead man's switch.

That's a long sh*t
wrapped in a Hail Mary.

How long till your friends land?

They're making their final approach now.

(BABY COOING QUIETLY)

(BOTTLE OPENS)

Hey.

- How you doing?
- Me?

I'm not the one who just
brought another human being

into the world.

Without pain meds.

I'm doing fine.

Well, I'll feel better

once we get you some medical
attention at the barrier.

They did a great job,

but this plane is hardly
a birthing center.

(GROANS SOFTLY)

I know things have
always been complicated

between you and Grandpa.

But he still was your dad.

Yeah, he was.

Usually in name only.

Not to spook you or anything,

but Grandpa once held you
just like this.

They're really cute at this age.

Before they start talking.

Or having their own opinions.

Max once said
the same exact thing about you.

- Okay.
- (LAUGHS)

If Max and I did have
one thing in common,

it's that neither of us liked
to recognize things like...

grief or guilt.

He was always a more
in-the-moment kind of guy.

So, in honor of that, in this moment,

all that matters is keeping you
and this baby safe.

This currently unnamed baby.

I, uh, thought I would have
a little bit more time

to think on it.

Oh, right.

Accelerated pregnancy.

What do you think about Cadmus?

What?

Did your cult member boyfriend
give you that one?

Don't be mean.

(BABY COOING)

How about Chris Cornell?

Nice try.

(WATCH BEEPING)

(TABLET BEEPING STEADILY)

♪ ♪

JACKSON: All right, big guy,

that should keep you
going till we land.

After everything we've been through,

I'm just glad to be breathing
through half a lung.

World's almost over

and you're still a glass
half full kind of guy.

The world is not over yet.

Well, not if we can get the
dead man's switch to the IADG

and stop Abigail.

And with Clem's baby healthy,

we can solve sterility.

We're so close.

(TABLET BEEPING)

All right, guys, get to the jump seats.

We're about to initiate
the landing sequence.

♪ ♪

(SIGHT BEEPING STEADILY)

(RAPID BEEPING)

- What the hell?
- (ALARM BEEPING)

Sit tight.

Take care of the baby.

(BABY CRYING)

We got to get a better plane.
What's happening now?

There's something wrong
with the landing system.

I'll check the manual release
on the landing gear.

I'll get Jamie. It's her plane; she
knows it backwards and forwards.

- Wrong way.
- Nope. I let her out already.

Hey, hey. That wasn't your call.

I can see how you'd feel that way.

It's the E.M.P. dampener.

You have an E.M.P. dampener?

It's supposed to block the effects
of an electromagnetic pulse.

Yeah, I get the concept,
but that could kick

the plane back into the Stone Age.

So, someone sh*t an E.M.P. at us.

I don't know if we were the target,

but we just hit the blast radius.

Okay, so the dampener
has an alarm on it

that tells you when it's working...

No. The alarm tells me
that it's not working.

It's supposed to block
the effects of the pulse,

but maybe the blast was too strong.

(PLANE RUMBLING)

Go, strap in.

(OBJECTS CLATTERING)

(TABLET BEEPING)

The landing gear didn't deploy.

(STEADY BEEPING)

Something's wrong.

What?

DARIELA: The plane.

It just completely
disappeared off the radar.

(TYPING)

(BABY CRYING)

What are you doing?

Just let me work.

Jamie.

Got it.

♪ ♪

SAM: We're on the ground.

We're on the ground.

Hey, Clem?

CLEMENTINE: We're okay.

Look, we need to get to the barrier now.

Yeah, about that.

We overshot the landing a little bit.

Overshot? By how much?

Where are we?

We're on the wrong side of the barrier,

in the hybrid zone.

(ROARING, GROWLING IN DISTANCE)

♪ ♪

We need to scramble a tac team
to that crash site right now.

Scramble them to where? We
don't know where the plane is.

It disappeared off radar.

Could've crashed a mile
away, could be ten.

Either way, your front
door is hybrid central.

Yeah, and that's not our only problem.

JACKSON: We can't stay here.

We have to get the dead man's
switch to the command center.

Well, that's fine, but
the blast took out

everything with a circuit board,

including the truck.

So, no plane,
no outside communication...

no truck.

Looks like we're gonna be
walking to the barrier.

(HYBRIDS ROARING)

Guess that rules out walking.

SAM: We build a pheromone diffuser.

A what now?

A pheromone diffuser.

The tissue lining of hybrid organs

are packed with pheromones.
We extract them,

dilute them in water with
the right mixture, and boom,

a hybrid will follow you anywhere.

We could easily lead them
away from the plane.

We don't know that that's gonna work.

We don't even know if
that's a thing. Okay?

There's way too much ground to
cover between us and the barrier

and way too much to lose, so...

I-I think we just
play this one by the book.

Do we have any backup radios
or sat phones, anything?

There might be an old
CB radio in the bar.

That would've survived the E.M.P.

We can run it off a car battery.

Yeah. Okay, great.

Um, so we get the IADG on the
horn, and we hold down the fort

and we wait for them to get here.

With the systems down,

we need to visually check
the plane for breaches.

Right.

So, why don't you two go down below,

see if those trees we took out

left any way for the hybrids to get in.

We will be on radio duty.

JACKSON: I hate this.

We keep fighting back...

against Abigail, against the hybrids,

against sterility.

I feel like all we do is lose.

But we're so close.

Literally.

Victory lies just to the east of us.

There you go.

Glass half full.

Always.

We can't lose sight of the end.

Not now.

Not when we're just
about to solve sterility.

All we have to do is get that child

to the barrier, and we can end this.

Just think...

I could have another child.

You and Tessa could start a family.

I had a family 20 years ago.

Never thought I wanted another one.

Come on.

Don't suppose there are
any diapers under there?

Well, that'd make more sense
than a batting helmet.

Well, little guy,
looks like we're stuck

with dish-towel diapers for now.

He really is beautiful, Clem.

Do you want to hold him?

No, that's okay.

- You won't hurt him.
- Really, it's okay.

Got it.

Now, why don't you want
to hold the baby?

I said I'm fine.

I've got the battery.

I'm gonna find Jackson and Abe.

Something I said?

What was that about?

We're all gonna die.

Are you seriously asking
why I won't hold a baby?

It's crazy.

We made a little human.

Yeah.

We still have to name that little human.

I was always a fan of Samuel.

Maybe Sam for short.

We're not naming him after you.

Clementine is a pretty
bad name for a boy.

(RADIO STATIC HUMMING, CRACKLING)

Hello. Is anyone there?

(STATIC CRACKLING)

Hello. Do you read me?

(STATIC CRACKLING)

Come in. Do you hear me?

IADG Command, come in.

Do you hear me? IADG Command,
this is Clementine Lewis.

Hello? Unknown caller, this is IADG.

Are you all right?

This is Clementine Lewis.

I need to talk to
Dariela Kenyatta or Logan Hale.

Clem, is everybody okay?

Given the circumstances.

Uh, listen, whatever you do,
don't leave the plane.

There's hybrids everywhere.

We figured that out.

I've pinpointed your location here.

We'll get to you soon, Clem. Sit tight.

Tessa and I will lead a tac team.

Okay. Thank you.

Please, hurry.

Watch your back.

(SIGHS)

MAN: Let's go, let's go!

(ALARM BLARING)

MAN 2: Yes, sir!

♪ ♪

Okay, when you get to the plane,

I want a tight formation
around the targets.

Lay down cover fire as needed
for the escort back to base.

Priority one and two are the baby

and the dead man's switch.

DARIELA: Copy that.

All right, we got razorbacks.
Okay. Don't panic.

- (RAPID g*nf*re)
- Short, controlled bursts.

- MAN: On your left, on your left!
- DARIELA: There's too many of them.

MAN: They're coming through the trees!

Get this under control.

- (MAN SCREAMS)
- Spread out give them too many targets.

MAN: They're surrounding us!

DARIELA: Take them out!
There's way too many!

- (g*nf*re, MEN SCREAMING)
- LOGAN: Fall back.

- (HYBRIDS ROARING)
- Fall back.

(STATIC HUMS, CRACKLES)

Status report.

(STATIC CRACKLING)

Status report.

(STATIC CRACKLING)

Dariela.

Tessa.

Anybody?

(STATIC CRACKLING)

(STATIC HUMMING, CRACKLING)

LOGAN: Is anyone there?

Logan?

There's something I need to tell you.

What? What happened?

The tac teams are down.

What about Dariela?

Tessa?

There's no response from anybody.

They're stuck out there
with our best option

for shutting down the beacons.

We need to mobilize another tac team.

I'm not sure if you've been paying
attention to current events,

but we are spread thin
all over the globe.

We don't have another team to send.

Okay, so then we recall
the South American troops.

At the rate the beacons are activating,
it won't make a difference.

We only need the dead man's switch
to shut off all of the beacons.

But who knows how and when
that's gonna happen?

If that clock goes down to zero,

no amount of fight is gonna
stop the hybrid spread.

So, I've got to consider
the alternative.

What alternative?

An IADG contingency plan,

coordinating the m*llitary warships

of the G5 countries.

(BEEPING)

(ROCKETS WHOOSHING)

(EXPLOSIONS)

Are you out of your mind?

You're talking about f*ring
Tomahawk missiles at cities.

To eliminate every last
beacon and hybrid nest.

If you do this... the loss
of life will be catastrophic.

If we don't do this, the loss of life

will be extinction level.

You think I want to give that order?

Two hours, 20 minutes
till we hit the threshold.

Your friends have until then.

♪ ♪

(BIRD CALLING IN DISTANCE)

(GASPING)

DARIELA: It's okay.

You're all right, but we got to move.

(GRUNTING)

- Where's the rest of the team?
- All dead.

Radio's out.

Mine, too.

- We can check the onboard.
- Copy.

Cover me.

Logan, come in.

Logan, are you there?

Come in.

Dariela. Is anybody else alive?

Me and Tessa. We're all that's left.

But we need to start moving
or we're gonna get torn apart.

My monitor shows one intact vehicle

just to the north of your location.

If you get to that ATV, you should
have a clear path to the plane.

Copy that.

- Let's move north.
- Copy.

(SNARLING)

Logan, do you copy?
Any word on Tessa or Dariela?

I just got ahold of them;
they're alive.

With any luck, they're headed
towards you with an ATV.

(SIGHS)

Okay.

- That's our ticket back to the barrier.
- Maybe.

Still a whole lot of hybrids
between us and it.

ABRAHAM: And they seem to have
an appetite for moving vehicles.

What are the chances
they will make two trips?

Then we build the pheromone diffuser.

We've been through that.

We carry it on the ATV.

Lure the hybrids away, clearing a path

from here to the barrier
for everybody else.

LOGAN: Guys, listen, whatever
you're gonna do, do it fast.

We have less than two hours
before Garrison

orders m*ssile strikes to take
out the beacons and the nests.

That'll k*ll hundreds
of thousands of people.

Don't let him do anything.

We'll be there soon.

Sam's diffuser is our best chance.

Okay. Who's gonna drive? You?

JACKSON: I will.

You build it, I'll drive it.

I'm going, too. Sam, come on.

All that matters is getting you
and the baby to safety.

MITCH: All right, hero.

You pull this off, I might consider

letting you call me Dad.

For real?

Oh, no.

What do you got there?

Taking a portable?

Figure we might not
be back for a while.

Seemed a shame to leave
any of the good stuff behind.

Funny, a*t*matic weapons
you don't even blink at,

but a newborn baby...

Really? Again with the baby?

This is not a big deal.

Except for you're
kind of making it one.

I think that might be you.

Why won't you hold the baby?

Because you're right.

I know I'm right. Want
to be more specific?

I'm the darkness.

I...

I thought that I was...

doing the right thing,
hunting the Shepherds,

torturing Mansdale,

keeping you Duncan, but...

somewhere along the way,
I lost the ability

to tell the difference.

And that baby is perfect and innocent.

And I shouldn't be anywhere near it.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

DARIELA: Hey! Anybody in there?

Dariela?

(DOOR WHIRRING)

All right.

This is the full menu.

Perfect.

You okay?

(GROANS SOFTLY) I'm fine.

You sure?

I'm fine. I just need
to sit down for a bit.

DARIELA: I heard there were some
civilians in need of a rescue.

You made it.

This is where all the cute guys
are hanging out?

You are a sight for sore eyes.

You look beautiful.

And you look horrible.

Let me guess.

You drew the short straw

for driving the ATV as hybrid bait?
Hmm?

No. I volunteered.

No matter what name you're using,

you always got to play hero.

(BABY COOING SOFTLY)

(WHISPERS): Oh, wow.

How you doing?

Better.

Now that you and Dariela are here.

Do you want to hold him?

Can I?

Yeah.

(WHISPERS): Here you go.

(COOING)

Hey.

(QUIETLY): Hey, buddy.

A few more organs and we'll be set.

We seal this thing up, then when
we're ready, poke a small hole,

and when the scent hits the air,
we'll be the hybrid Pied Piper.

You sure know your hybrids.

My dad taught me a lot.

Before he d*ed.

Every day since I left Pangaea,

all I thought about
was tracking you down.

And making you pay
for the death of my parents.

I had a plan for the day I found you.

I knew exactly what I was gonna say,

exactly what I was going to do.

But what I didn't plan for...

was Clem.

Holding my son...

it changes things,
in ways I didn't expect.

I'm not sure if I can explain it.

You don't have to.

Good to go?

I just got to say my good-byes.

Here it is.

That's the dead man's switch, huh?

Not very impressive, is it?

You think maybe we should rename it?

Since, you know, it
didn't come from a man,

and also your sister's not dead.

Look, call it whatever you want, okay?

But you're right.

She's still out there.

So first we use this
to stop the beacons,

and then we find her.

I know this is tough for you,

but we got to get real here.

Yes, Abigail's your sister,
but she also just might be

three of the four horsemen
of the apocalypse.

I know what she is, Mitch.

I don't need you to tell me
what needs to be done.

You worry about your family, okay?

Let me worry about mine.

(STEADY BEEPING)

(STATIC HUMMING, CRACKLING)

You there?

(STATIC CRACKLING)

Sam.

I trust everything went
according to plan.

Yes. We're heading your way.

Hey. You ready?

As I'll ever be.

♪ ♪

(ATV ENGINE REVVING)

All right. We're far
enough from the plane.

- You ready?
- Yep.

Let's do this.

Dariela, the hybrids are on the move.

You got your window.

Copy that. Heading out.

♪ ♪

We'll need two of
the Indian Ocean warships

to focus all their missiles
on the Mumbai nest.

All remaining ships will target
the beacon in Istanbul.

(SWITCH CLICKS)

They're on their way.

Call off the contingency.

Look around you.

We're talking about
the fate of the world.

I'm not taking any chances.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

Logan gave the all-clear.

You ready to say good-bye to this thing?

It's not just you.

What do you mean?

I've been thinking about your decision

to keep me as Duncan.

You didn't need to do that.

I know, Mitch. I'm so sorry.

You didn't need to keep me as Duncan

to k*ll Abigail, 'cause
I would've done it myself.

- You would?
- She stole ten years of my life.

And she used me...

to create... death and destruction.

Most of which I may
never even know about.

At least I hope not, anyway.

She kept me away from everything

and everyone that I ever cared about.

Everyone I love.

Yeah. I would've k*lled her myself,

so you don't have the
monopoly on darkness.

How do we find our way
back to the light?

(DOOR RUMBLES, CLANKS)

Well, let's finish this.

(BIRDS CALLING IN DISTANCE)

(HYBRIDS ROARING)

This area was crawling with
hybrids when we came through.

Jackson and Sam's doohickey
must be working.

(BABY COOING)

(COUGHING)

Abe.

Abe, hey.

(COUGHING CONTINUES)

He can't breathe!

(ABRAHAM GASPING, BABY CRYING)

It's tension pneumothorax.

- What the hell is that?
- It's air trapped

in his chest cavity
from the puncture in his lungs.

- We're gonna have to puncture it.
- (COUGHING)

I need something,
a-a pen, any-anything hollow.

I-I may have something.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Easy, easy, easy.

Hey, Clem...

(CRYING CONTINUES, JAMIE SHUSHING)

- Here.
- (ABRAHAM COUGHS, GASPS)

Since when do you knit?

Since I was having a baby.

(BABY QUIETS)

Please tell me you've done this before.

- Sort of.
- On a human.

- No.
- (ABRAHAM GASPS, JAMIE SHUSHING)

(GRUNTS)

(WHEEZES SOFTLY)

- (SIGHS)
- (GASPS LOUDLY)

He stopped crying.

He likes you.

♪ ♪

(GRUNTS)

(HYBRIDS GROWLING IN DISTANCE)

That will draw the hybrids away
from the rest of the team.

Clem and the baby are gonna be fine.

I know.

I'm sorry, Jackson.

(g*n COCKS)

Sam, what the hell did you do?

It's time for you to pay
for what you did to my family.

- She's been lying to you!
- Enough!

I'm through with you and your team.

I'm taking Clem, and
we're leaving for good.

You're gonna spend the rest of your life

rotting in a cell.

(GRUNTING)

(JACKSON YELLS)

- (BONE CRACKS)
- (SAM YELLS)

No!

Get out of the way, Sam.

I'm not letting her get away again.

Gonna have to go through me first.

(YELLS, GRUNTS)

(YELLING)

(QUIET GROWLING NEARBY)

(COUGHS)

(GROANING)

And now we've finally reached the end.

All roads have led here
to this final act...

Stop... talking.

(PANTING)

What's the matter?

Still can't bring yourself
to k*ll your own family?

Well, it's too late for that.

Oh, Jackson.

Do you still not understand?

What is left to fight for?

I've won.

As we speak,

my beacons are activating
around the world.

And you desperately cling
to any last shred of hope

for your doomed species,
but it is too late.

♪ The hand of fate is on me now ♪

♪ It pick me up... ♪

Your world is burning down.

♪ I'm on the run, I'm prison bound... ♪

You really think
this was all by chance?

Clem's pregnancy?

The dead man's switch?

This mass of hybrids at the barrier?

(HYBRIDS GROWLING)

♪ My sweet girl was once his wife ♪

♪ He had papers ♪
♪ that the judge had signed... ♪

But my hybrids owning this world

is really just a consolation prize.

- The true victory...
- (HYBRID GROWLS)

is right here.

Just as I watched you

take my father from me...

...you will watch your son
be taken from you.

Again.

(HYBRIDS GROWLING, SAM GRUNTING)

♪ - I had to save her life... ♪
- (ROARING)

How did you think I
even knew about Connor?

It's because all those
years ago, he didn't die.

- ♪ Yeah, I watched him die ♪
- (WHOOPS)

This yellow blanket

your wife knit for your son...

The day he arrived on the island,

he was wrapped in it.

What the hell are you talking about?

That boy

you just sent tumbling
over the cliff...

His name isn't Sam.

It's Connor.

Your son.

♪ I'm on the run, I hear the hounds ♪

♪ - My luck is up ♪
- (JACKSON GRUNTS)

♪ My chips are down ♪

♪ So good-bye, baby, so long now ♪

♪ Wish me luck, I'm
gonna need it, child ♪

♪ The hand of fate is on me now ♪

♪ Yeah, it's too late, baby ♪

♪ I said, too late, baby ♪

♪ Too late now ♪

♪ The hand of fate is on me now ♪

♪ Oh, yeah... ♪

Over here.

♪ The hand of fate is heavy now ♪

♪ Heavy now ♪

♪ The hand of fate is heavy now ♪

♪ The hand of fate... ♪

(HYBRIDS ROARING)

♪ I put him underground ♪

♪ Underground ♪

♪ Yes, I did... ♪

(GRUNTS)

(HYBRIDS BARKING, GROWLING)

♪ I'm on the run, I hear the hounds ♪

♪ My luck is up, my chips are down ♪

♪ So good-bye, baby, so long now ♪

(GRUNTS)

♪ Wish me luck, I'm
gonna need it, child ♪

♪ The hand of fate is on me now ♪

♪ Yeah, it's too late, baby ♪

♪ I said, too late, baby, too late now ♪

♪ The hand of fate is on me now ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, I said ♪

♪ The hand of fate is heavy now ♪

♪ Heavy now ♪

♪ The hand of fate is heavy now ♪

♪ Pick you up and it knock you down. ♪