01x11 - The Beginning of the End S

Episode transcripts for the TV show "The Tick". Aired: August 2016 to April 2019.*
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In a world where superheroes have been real for decades, an accountant with zero powers comes to realize his city is owned by a super villain. As he struggles to uncover this conspiracy, he falls in league with a strange blue superhero, "The Tick".
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01x11 - The Beginning of the End S

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TICK: It's not always fun to be chosen.

To be thrust upon by greatness.

What you love most may get
crushed to a fine talcum

under the heavy footfalls
of the inevitable.

The call of that sweet
lioness we name Destiny

doesn't just bring the
good guys onto the field.

Oh, no.

Villainy gets a turn at bat.

And it plays only the hardest of balls.

[MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY IN DISTANCE]

- I got nothing.
- sh*t. Lint's gonna have our asses

if we don't find her.

TICK: The ones with skin in this game

may have to sacrifice it all for the team.

But you can't give up now, hero.

The town you call Home Plate
lies in the path of a Goliath.

What are you gonna do about it?

What are you gonna do?

Hey, I got a bucket, in case
you're gonna throw up more.

Oh, boy. Okay, Superian.

- No, I'm good.
- Doctor,

how is Tick making Superian sick?

When The Tick blew up the wharf,

he was covered in tiny
smithereens of Big Bismuth.

All this time, Superian
has been woefully exposed

to his weakness.

Superian's condition is improving now that

The Tick is away, but we are
not out of the forest yet.

Doctor, we need to get him back out there

- so he can stop the V-L-M.
- No!

Superian must stay away from
that walking Big Bismuth farm.

We cannot let The Terror's
plan fall into place.

Okay, color is doing

some weird things right now.

What is the terror's plan?

To use the Big Bismuth

in the V-L-M's bloodstream as
the payload for the expl*si*n,

which will k*ll Superian.

Have you not been listening?

Yeah, no, I-I get...

I get the whole bloodstream-Bismuth thing,

kind of... I just, I don't understand

how The Terror is
gonna blow up the V-L-M.

The wingsuit you stole back from him,

he had me modify it, adding
to it an ingenious device,

which will detonate the V-L-M
from a short distance away.

Wait, but then why did
he let me escape with it?

I believe The Terror intends for you

to trigger the expl*si*n.

- That's insane.
- Very likely so.

But we may be able to use
that insanity to our advantage.

What are you talking about?

I must begin working on
the wingsuit immediately.

Okay, am I flying right now?

- No.
- I feel very up.

- You're standing.
- Got it.

We should get you back into bed.

Okay.

GOAT: Hello?

ARTHUR: Hello?

Goat.

Hey, uh... Can I help you?

One night. I take off early for one night,

and my grandmother gives
The Tickman all of our ice.

Okay, I can pay you...

Who needs $ worth of ice?

Uh, look, Goat, I'm-I'm actually dealing

with a semi-sensitive situation.

Sensitive? It must be very
inflamed if you need that much ice.

- Oh! Oh, my God!
- Goat, that's not...

Ah...



Even now the champions gather,

pooling their might,

facing dawn's grim test with grit and...

Inseam!

Sorry. Dr. Karamazov insists
that we try and rescue

every crystal of Big Bismuth that we can.

I understand.

And if that's what it takes,

then I want you to get way
up in my Bismuth, Kevin.

That's it.

Oh, my God.

- It's Superian!
- Yes, yes, it's Superian.

He's just trying to
recuperate here quietly,

so if you could... What you're doing?

My friend Carl will not believe

I'm in the same apartment as Superian.

Stop it. No pictures.
This is serious business.

He's in trouble. And as long as

he's in trouble, we're all in trouble.

Everybody... The city, the entire world.

So until he gets better,

not a word about him being here to anyone.

Okay. All right.

KARAMAZOV: Arthur.

I think I have a plan, but we must go back

to Tinfoil Kevin's robot head at once!

Do you need my help?

Yeah.

TICK: Well, that was intimate.

KEVIN: That was...

every... inch of you.

Now, we see

how much Bismuth we got.

Whoa. Robbed of a sparkle

- I never knew I had.
- Doctor, let me get this straight.

The Terror told you to put
that thing inside my suit?

KARAMAZOV: Inside my suit, yes.

- The Catalyzer.
- And that Catalyzer thing

is supposed to somehow detonate
the Bismuth inside the V-L-M?

The Terror sets off the device remotely,

which then triggers
the V-L-M to explode

into a cloud of radiated Bismuth.

And this kills Superian.

Okay.

But you think that you can
alter the Catalyzer thing.

- Yes.
- So instead of... exploding,

it just shrinks the V-L-M
back down to normal size?

Yes, I do.

Snazzy! How about we do that?



MISS LINT: So, Esteban,

been in town for a whole week

k*lling Pyramid g*ng members,
stepping on The Terror's plans,

teaming up with the JV
league of idiot superheroes.

OVERKILL: Is this the t*rture?

'Cause you're boring me to death.

There's just one thing I don't understand.

You're in town for a whole
week, and you don't call?

Don't you even care anymore?

Don't I even warrant just...

a little vendetta?

I stalked you a little.

Really?

Hoped you'd lead me to The Terror,

till I realized you had
no idea he was still alive.

That's not the only reason
you were watching me, is it,

little Straight sh**t?

Straight sh**t's dead.

I don't think so.

I think he's still in you.



We had something special, he and I.

You used me so The Terror
could steal the access codes

to Flag Five Headquarters.

You took advantage of me.

Villain.

Oh, come on.

You loved it.

Can we just cut the crap
and get to the t*rture?

Okay.

_



NEWSWOMAN: Authorities report
the V-L-M is still heading

in an easterly direction toward,

quote, "more populated areas."

The mayor has issued a
statement urging calm...

Ouma.

- Hey.
- ...and says that she has

complete faith in the U.S. m*llitary

- and Superian.
- What's he doing in there?

Sleeping. Goat is with him.

I'll take over for a little bit.

NEWSWOMAN: No loss of life yet,

but authorities estimate
property damage to be

- in the millions.
- We'll figure all of this out.

You don't have to worry.

It seems like a good time for worry.

Well... yeah.

I tell my grandson to be more like you.

What?

You're willing to throw your life away

to help others.

But, that's, uh...

Tha-That's really bad advice.

HANNITY: So, the drumming...

this a good thing for the boss?

I mean, mood-wise?

'Cause I have to say the feeling isn't...

"good," per se.

TERROR: Stop it!

Can you not hear it?

It's like two notes
stepping all over each other.

Sorry, sir, how's that?

Nah. What is it?

What's missing?

NEWSWOMAN: And in related news,

where is Superian?

That's a question many people

are beginning to ask.

Go check on the Urmanians.

See if they've got that
little shrimp on ice yet.

No.

Oh, that little...

We are ready, uh, to
sh**t your announcement.

Okay, we can table that.

Arthur Everest. Little pissant.

I want Mothboy's family
tree up on the board.

I want to know who and
where all of them are.

Now!

IMHOTEP: Lint's not letting anyone

- in the control room.
- DENNIS: Yeah, well,

who the f*ck wants to be in
her t*rture chamber anyway?

IMHOTEP: I almost feel sorry for Overkill.

Yeah, yeah.

I'm in pain.

Hey. Good, you're up.

Okay.

Superian...

...The Terror is alive.

Where am I again?

Uh, this is my apartment.

You're suffering from
Big Bismuth poisoning.

Big what poisoning?

Big Bismuth. Uh,

The Terror figured out
that it's your weakness.

And he figured out a way to make
you more than just sick from it.

Oh, right, that stuff.

I always hated it.

You knew about it? How did...

Where does it come from?

Mm... baggage.

Wait.

The Terror is alive?

Yes.

Huh. I wondered about that.

I'm sorry, you... you wondered?

We found his teeth...

Yeah, I know about the teeth.

What is it with you people and teeth?

I thought I had him.

Spider t*nk...

...it blew up, and I
just wanted it to be over.

And everyone was just tired
of him getting away with it

all the time.

When it looked like I finally...

had him, well...

I thought they liked me before, but...

the adulation

was remarkable.

- Yeah, well...
- I should've made sure.

Guess I was afraid of what I might find.

Why do you help us?

Because I want to be a good person.

Arthur, Kevin said the
doctor needs to see you

back at the head.

Okay, yeah.

Albert.

It's Arthur.

The secret to The Terror's plans...

they make no sense.

ARTHUR: Dr. Karamazov.

Ah, Arthur!

Hey.

KARAMAZOV: I finished
modifying the Catalyzer.

All we have to do is get
this device within feet

of the V-L-M's brain
and trigger the reaction.

A-And that will shrink him
back down to normal size?

Absolutely. No question. In theory.

Uh, theory?

Well, science is not an exact science.

There are no real absolutes.

The outcomes, especially with Big Bismuth,

can be unpredictable.

Unpredictable. So, like,
what could happen instead?

Oh!

Big Bismuth and
the V-L-M detonates.

So, what are the chances of that happening?

% chance.

- % chance that I die.
- Sorry.

% chance of success.

% chance of everyone exploding.

Wait a minute. Arthur exploding?


I think I got to do this, Tick.

I'll do it.

I can explode and barely feel a thing.

I even enjoy it.

Tick, come on, it won't fit you.

Okay?

Like you said back at my apartment...

...it's perfectly sized for my tiny body.

All right,

I disengaged The Terror's remote trigger.

Now, only you control the Catalyzer.

Copy that.

ARTHUR: Let me see. I can read this now.

KARAMAZOV: I switched it to English.

ARTHUR: Hand Taser?

I got hand Tasers?

That's cool.

I got to say... you look good, Esteban.

Yeah, AEGIS did a nice job rebuilding you.

New face, new eyes,

those talented hands.

Okay, I get it.

You don't find me attractive anymore.

What is it?

The crazy glass eye or the
giant scar down my face?

I'm not one to talk about
anyone's eyes and scars.

Okay?

I think you're more
beautiful now than ever.

Doesn't change the fact

that you're back working for him.

What choice do I have?

I know you, Janet.

I saw there was good in you.

It wasn't the good in me
that you were attracted to.

It doesn't matter.

Only thing that matters to me

is seeing The Terror's head cleaved in two.

What if I can make that happen?

Things haven't been
great between us lately.

I have the means at my disposal.

I run the city now.

The Terror runs the city.

And he runs you.

Not if you k*ll him.

Consider it a win-win for both of us.

I'll even tell you where he's at.

Holed up in the BTC building downtown.

As in... Brown Tingle Cola?

He created that stuff back in the day.

Damn it.

It's my favorite kind of cola.

I would k*ll him myself, but he's...

kind of my mentor.

OVERKILL: No, thanks. Not interested.

I am offering you the chance

to k*ll the man that m*rder*d your team.

Your Uncle Samson.

No offense, Janet, but I don't trust you.

Yeah.

Okay, I get it.

So should we just pick
up where we left off?

It's your party.

How does that feel, baby?

That all you got?

You want more?

- I got more.
- Give me more.

Oh, Jesus.

OVERKILL: Come on!

MIDNIGHT: Some years ago,
when we were all younger,

more innocent, and unaware of how quickly

everything could change forever,

this city was defended

by a patriotic team of heroes.

- ARTHUR: Hi, Walter.
- Hi. Is my mom there?

Can I talk to her, please?

Oh, Arthur! I was just thinking about you.

- Funny story...
- Oh, Walter, come on, please don't.

When we got up this
morning, there was no yogurt

in the fridge, so we thought, "croissants."

That's a fun word to say,
isn't it? "Croissants."

I also like pamplemousse.

That's a "grapefruit" in French.

Yeah, Walter, my mother, please?

Ah, that's what I'm telling you.

She went to get us something to eat,

while I save our place
at the memorial ceremony.

The memorial ceremony?

Yeah, the Flag Five Memorial ceremony.

Your mother knew you wouldn't want to come,

and, of course, that's okay.



MIDNIGHT: Providing protection...

Are you there?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm still here.

I-I just, uh...

I forgot that, uh, today is that day.

Well, that's a first, isn't it?

Wait a second, Walter,

did you say that you're
in the city with Mom?

Tick, Mom and Walter are in the city.

Heavens to Betsy. More stakes!

Okay, Walter, listen to me carefully.

- The V-L-M is heading your way.
- What?

The V-L-M is
heading to the city!

- The V-L-M? Are you sure?
- Yes, yes,

I'm sure, okay? So you and Mom

have to find shelter, get
yourself to safety now!

Oh, my God. What are you gonna do?

Tick and I are gonna stop him.

Well, that sounds like a big day.

Yeah. Yeah, it's a pretty big day.

So I got to go, Walter.

Good luck, son.

MIDNIGHT: We in the Flag Five
all had one thing in common.

We loved this city and
all the people in it.

I know Chris and Sedona

and Uncle Samson would be...

Yes, I-I think we're... we're getting word

that there's a citywide alert.

Authorities are asking that
we clear this park and find

the nearest available shelter.

Walter!

There you are. What's going on?

Arthur says that the
V-L-M is coming here now.

What? Why would he say that?

Joan, there's something you
need to know about your son.

As much as I'd really love

to do this all day and night,

I've got things to do, so unless you've had

a "come to Jesus" moment

about joining me,
there's nothing left to do

but to finish you off.

I get that.

Mmm.

What... what?!

Don't move!

Get away from him!

Clever. Set off the
station's sprinkler system,

so I can't fry you without frying myself.

That's right. So back off, Paloma.

You know this isn't over, right, Dottie?

But first, I really just want to say

that whatever this is between you two,

it's not healthy, and you
both, you need serious therapy.

Yeah. You're right.

And not couple's therapy;
serious, one-on-one therapy.

OVERKILL: Okay, we get it.

Thanks, Antonio.

Ugh.

[SOLDIERS CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]

Hey, Arthur, uh, I don't
know how to say this.

I don't want you to go.

Tick, the Flag Five Memorial is today.

Everything is happening today

on-on the anniversary
of my father's death.

I'm starting to think that...

maybe this is all happening for a reason.

Maybe this all means something.

I guess what I'm saying is that...

maybe I believe you.

Maybe destiny is real.

Oh, she's real, chum. She's real.

Maybe she, she wants me to go.

Up there.

Maybe she wants you to let me.

Vaya con destiny, amigo.

You, too, Tick.

Think you can get him to stop for a minute?

Yeah, sure, I can do that.

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