01x11 - The Inquisition

[bunniefuu]

How many?

Three, maybe four?

Crap! Goddammit!

Lieutenant Leeds,

you're to come with us.

Colonel.

[Sighs impatiently]

Would you, uh,
take a seat, lieutenant?

Oh.

Good.

[Sighs]

So, yesterday,

an escaped specimen

from the Project Magnet
research facility

k*lled two soldiers
under my command.

Sir, are the handcuffs
really necessary?

They're a little uncomfortable.

Perhaps you didn't hear me.

Corporal Turner
and Corporal Givens are dead.

I did hear you.

In fact, as you know,
I was on the scene,

but I would like to point out

that I wasn't in charge
of the operation

to recapture the terror bird...

Um, specimen.

You put Major Douglas
in charge,

so I'm not really sure
what the handcuffs are for.

I am acutely aware

that you were on the scene,
lieutenant.

And instead of
assisting in that operation,

you sh*t major Douglas
with a tranquilizer dart.

A superior officer.

And I think that that's just
the tip of your iceberg, Leeds.

You see, I think

that you've been
keeping secrets from me.

[Toby]: Why would Leeds
give you this key card

without telling you
what it was for?

[Evan]: He left it in his car,

and I'm not sure yet
if he meant us to have it.

Or he did, and it's a trap.

Whoa, paranoid much?

If Leeds had put
that terror bird

back where it belonged,

yesterday
wouldn't have happened.

But he stole it,
and now people are dead.

Well, maybe
giving you the key card

was his way of saying
he's sorry.

If he wanted to say sorry,
he could've blown up that lab

before they started
doing experiments on leggy.

You see, this is why we
shouldn't name dinosaurs,

because then you get
all attached,

and, you know, they eat people.

I agree with you,

but right now Project Magnet
is a bigger thr*at

than the dinosaurs.

So will that key card

get us into the lab or not?

Well, 256-bit encryption,

it opens a very specific
high security system lock,

and I can't find anything

that shows where that lock is.

It might not even
be for that lab.

I know that's not the sound
of Evan Cross admitting defeat.

You know those hacking skills

I keep asking you
not to talk about?

Yeah, we're gonna
need those right now.

Bring it.

Good luck.

[Typing rapidly]

So you're saying
your intention was

to tranquilize the terror bird.

Yes, sir.

Major Douglas
was in the line of fire.

But you didn't
tranquilize the terror bird.

You k*lled it.

On closer inspection,

I discovered that the bird
was wounded.

It wouldn't have survived.

I see. I see...

So it was a mercy k*lling.

Yes, sir.

Except major Douglas reports

that there were two civilians
in the room with the bird

when he found it,

Evan Cross and Dylan Weir.

I used a ketamine tranq.

It's a common club drug.

Hallucinations are not uncommon.

Or you're covering up
for Cross and Weir.

[sh*t echoes]

Which means that

you're lying to me.

Well, people do sometimes

interpret events
differently, sir.

That's the log-in
for Project Magnet?

They took it off the national
defense website years ago,

but I managed to
trace the code.

This may look simple,

but it has better security
than the Pentagon.

Wouldn't hacking it
be a federal offense?

I'm going through four proxies.

What about XSS vulnerabilities?

No, they're way beyond that.

I'm actually trying an
authorization bypass.

Wait, I found a hole.

[Dialup modem connecting]

I'm in. But in what?

I don't recognize that code.

That's because it was written
before we were born.

May I?

Cobol?

Fortran.
Invented in 1954.

Isn't that when Project Magnet

was officially shut down?

They probably got it
from the aliens.

What a mess.

This terminal belongs to Leeds.

That's why there's a
hole in the firewall.

The guy's an idiot
with computers.

So, what are we supposed
to do with all that?

Download it.

[Hits enter]

You were authorized to
support Evan Cross' efforts,

not to put Project Magnet
at his disposal.

I've always felt
that my position

gives me the latitude

to explore that
gray area, sir...

The m*llitary doesn't
give latitude, Leeds.

It gives orders,

something that you have
a history of disobeying.

Sir, if I may?

If this is a court martial,

there seem to be
a few things missing.

Like a judge.

Lawyers?

Well, you see, you're part of

a top secret
classified project, right,

so the rules
don't really apply to you.

Or me.

Noted... sir.

See, I don't think you're clear
on the stakes, lieutenant.

See, I'm trying
to save the world,

and I'm wondering,
what is your agenda?

We're all trying to help
in our own way.

Is that right?

Well, then maybe
you can tell me

why we're in
this position at all?

Magnet has been doing
covert surveillance

of paranormal phenomena
for decades,

so why did Cross
find the dinosaurs first?

Because one ate his wife, sir.

Well, most of her.

Do you have to k*ll a forest
every time you read something?

Don't hate me because
I'm analogue.

Oh. [Sighs]

What?

It's the police report

about Brooke's death.

[Gasps]

Oh, my God.

After a period of
surveilling his activities,

I first made contact
through an intermediary.

Is that right?

That's interesting,
because the report says

it wasn't you
who initiated contact,

that it was her.

Yes, sir.

Angelika Finch.

She came into my office.

I was very impressed with her.

Oh, Ms. Finch.

I will do anything in my power

to be supportive of Mr. Cross'

dinosaur-related
activities.

I certainly hope so.

Appearances can be deceiving.

He uses the word "striking"
to describe her.

Three times.

Are you jealous?

Come on, this isn't about Ange.

Isn't it?

Really?

She's the one that got us
in bed with these people

to begin with,

and now she's gone.

We're the ones

that are going to have to find
some leverage with them

to get them to back off,

otherwise they're going to
do damage we can't fix.

Okay.

I'm just making sure
we're fighting the same enemy.

Hey, guys?

I found something.

I looked up
his weekly expense report

the day that we found
the terror birds.

His "use of
private vehicle report"

shows that he drove
13 kilometers

from Cross Photonics here,
to the train yard,

and then back to our building,

and then another 17 klicks
to this building.

To deliver the baby bird.

What shows up at that address?

Nothing.

I mean, there's
a building there,

but there's no listing.

That has to be the lab.

So Angelika Finch

is the way to get to Cross?

No, sir, not anymore.

They had a, uh, falling out.

And that's why my connection
is so critical.

And you think he trusts you.

Absolutely.

And because he trusts you,
and only you,

there's no way that I can
remove you from your post.

I do try to make myself
indispensable.

Ah...

That's, uh...
That's interesting.

You know, you two are similar.

Sir?

Well, Evan Cross thinks

he can do whatever he wants

because he holds the only key
to the anomalies,

and you think
that you can escape

the consequences of your actions

because you hold the only key

to Evan Cross,

but I think what we need to do

is cut out the middleman.

[Pounding on door]

Take it down!

Coming!

[Lock beeps]

Under the national
security act,

all equipment,
data, and records

relating to the investigation
of temporal vortices

are hereby requisitioned

for classified
m*llitary purposes.

Hmm. Really?

Well, I wish I could
comply, but...

All that stuff's gone.

Here, let me help.

[Soldiers shout]:
Upstairs is empty!

Nothing here, sir.

[Door bangs open]

Mac?

These g*ons pulled me
right out of bed.

I thought this country
was still a democracy.

I'm sorry.

For sucking me
back into your mess?

There's no point apologizing

if you're going to
keep doing it.

I've been wanting
to talk to you.

Why?

Got something else
in the freezer

you want to show me?

Mr. Cross.

Colonel Henderson Hall.

You're Leeds' boss.

We should've talked
a long time ago.

Come on.

Him too.

He shouldn't even be here.

Oh.

Did we somehow pick up
the wrong Mac Rendell?

No, sir.

He's not on my team,

and he hasn't been for a while.

Whatever it is you're after,

he can't give it to you.

Well, I just think we all
have something to offer.

Let me put it a different way.

Cut him loose

or this conversation is over.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Sergeant.

Have a seat.

[Unlocking handcuffs]

Hey, what am I supposed to do,
walk home?

Mac.

How did you know I was here?

I didn't.

I followed the people
who took Evan.

Where's Toby?

We cleared out
the anomaly detection system.

She's setting it up
someplace safe.

Get in.

Bankrupt.

Filing tomorrow.

Cross Photonics is finished.

You expect me to believe

that you auctioned off

your anomaly
detection equipment.

To a scrap metal dealer.

With a PhD in physics.

He paid top dollar.

I'm getting out of
the dinosaur business anyway.

Is that right?

Can't afford it.

You know, maybe you guys
should take over.

But I guess you thought of that
already, didn't you?

Well, you don't mind
if I verify your story

with your colleagues.

Dylan Weir and...

Hold it,

I got it here somewhere.

Yes, your technical assistant,

Toby Nance?

Nice.

You checked the file

even though you memorized it.

Just so I'll relax
and lower my defenses.

Is it working?

Oh, absolutely.

'Cause I think we might have
gotten off on the wrong foot.

No. No, breaking into someone's
place to steal their stuff

always strikes the right note.

Would you have handed it over
if I had asked politely?

Isn't that the justification
for every w*r?

Fair enough.

Still, I do believe there's
a real opportunity here

for us to deepen
our relationship.

Oh, and here
I wasn't even aware

that we had a relationship.

Sure.

You've been accepting
some costly assistance

from Project Magnet

for quite a while now.

How Lieutenant Leeds
spends your money

isn't up to me.

Why do you want my technology?

Happy to tell you.

I want direct access
to the time portals.

The anomalies,

and Lieutenant Leeds

seems to be very impressed
with your handheld detectors.

And I'm sure you'd bring
the same level of competence

to using my equipment

that you brought

to recapturing a terror
bird in the city.

How many of your men
d*ed, exactly?

You know, I could've
just seized your factory.

I don't need your permission.

You don't seem to need
permission from anybody.

If you did,

I'm sure somebody along the line
would've asked you

what the hell you think
you're doing.

I saw the scars on that animal.

You did surgery on it.

What are you up to, colonel?

I'm engineering
dinosaur soldiers

for World w*r III, obviously.

Don't mock me.

Well, I think you're jumping
to conclusions about me.

Based on the evidence.

You know what I think?
I think a...

good scientist
approaches the truth

with an open mind,

and I think a bad scientist

thinks he already
knows the answer.

Which kind are you?

So, this is the lab.

It looks abandoned.

It's the right address,

but I don't see a card-reader
that'll get us in.

Card-reader?

Where did you get that?

From Leeds.

So we trust him
this week, do we?

Come on.

Come on where?

In there?

We need leverage.
We have to find out

what's going on in that lab.

Look, I know you're still upset

about the body in the freezer.

Wait, is that what you think?

That I've been sulking?

You've been missing
for two weeks.

I've been busy.
Researching.

Researching what?

The patch,

on the uniform.

With the letters A.R.C.?

Toby said the Internet's
been scrubbed clean

of anything about it,

but I'm not gonna give up.

Maybe you should just go.

What? Why?

I don't know
who that other Mac was.

I don't care.

Going into this place
is dangerous.

I need this Mac
here with me, focused.

Or else I'll just
go in by myself.

[Truck engine rumbling close]

Yeah, got your papers?

Yeah. Got 'em
right here.

What are we going
to use for weapons?

If they catch us,

that's the kind of trouble
I don't want to be in.

I wasn't planning
on getting caught.

They'll be logging
the key card entries.

As soon as we use this card,

they'll start looking for us.

[Key card beeps]

You really think you're
going to tell me something

that'll make me believe

what you've done is justified?

You know what,

you're not the only great mind

working on this problem,
Mr. Cross.

I've got a whole team
of scientists

coming up with a plan

that's going to benefit
everybody, including you.

Right.
And I'm supposed to trust you?

Even though you lie
to your own team.

If what you're doing
in that lab

is meant to help humanity,

then why are you keeping
your experiments a secret

from Leeds?

Oh, um, you see,

he's a liar
who can't be trusted.

Maybe so,

but he's your problem, not mine.

Well, that would be true

if he was only lying to me.

Lieutenant Leeds.

Listen, I think it's time

we tell Mr. Cross
the truth

about what it is
we've been doing.

Leeds?

[Hall]: I think we should
start with the event

that led to the death
of the two soldiers yesterday.

The event that led
to those deaths

was Leeds playing a shell game

at the anomaly

so he could deliver
a baby terror bird to you.

To get funding to help you.

Don't give me that.
You're not helping me

by undercutting
every single thing I've done

to keep the past
from changing around us.

You're focusing on something
that isn't even a concern.

Isn't even a concern?

Because you think
you get to decide

how to change the past?

Because of the volcanoes,
the comets, the boiled-off oceans.

There's no way
the ripple effect

from a single missing dinosaur

is making it past
any of those mass extinctions.

So you're repealing the law
of unintended consequences.

When you're crossing
the freeway,

you don't worry about
getting struck by lightning.

Unless, of course,
you're in a thunderstorm,

and carrying a metal umbrella,

but the point is

we have to focus on the thr*at
that's right in front of us.

You guys aren't just
invading some resource colony.

These creatures are part

of the fabric of space-time!

We have to put them back
where they came from.

No exception.

Have a seat, lieutenant Leeds.

If Mr. Cross is right,

we might have made
some serious mistakes.

They never have one of
those "you are here" maps

when you need one.

There'll be
clean rooms this way.

Labs.

Labs to do what?

[Lock opens]

I'm glad I didn't know
you in high school.

So, what now?

I don't think leggy
was the only one.

I think there are
other creatures in here.

So we're going to
free Willy-saurus?

There's another
key card in here.

Grab it.

Ready?

Yeah.

As per your report,

Mr. Cross and his team

dragged the creature
through the forest

to the anomaly.

Yes, sir.

It was an ornitholestes.
They'd tranquilized it.

Right, after which
Mr. Cross asked you

to have your men
guard the anomaly.

To make sure
no one went in or out

until it closed, yes, sir.

But someone did go in.

You little bastard.

You went into the anomalies?

I delivered
more than one specimen

to Colonel Hall.

[Beeping]

Leeds doesn't have access
to this one.

[Card lock beeps]

It's okay.
You're going home now.

[Creature roaring]

That's the plan.
It will want to go home.

[Shutters clicking]

[Leeds]: In some cases,

you had already
subdued the creatures.

In others, our teams
had to be more aggressive

in collecting specimens.

Teams?

How many people
did you send in there?

I was trying to do
the right thing.

And what is that, exactly?

[Door lock beeps]

We've got to go.

I think we're done
with the lieutenant for now,

sergeant.

I'm sorry, Mr. Cross.
I know this is upsetting,

but as you can see,

there is no evidence
to support your theory.

We have sent 53 people
through different anomalies,

and life as we know it

has yet to change.

Just because you've survived
pulling the trigger five times

doesn't mean you're going to win
at Russian roulette.

Yeah, but, you know,
still, the evidence...

If an anomaly
would have closed,

your men would have been
marooned on the other side.

I know.

Okay, you're either
really stupid,

or incredibly insane,

but either way,

you'll never get my technology.

Actually, I have a much
greater understanding

than you will ever know,
Mr. Cross.

I have seen the future,

and believe me,

it is nothing
that either one of us

wants to live through.

As a matter of fact,
if anything, it's you

that's misusing your technology

in some futile attempt

to make up for
your wife's death.

Don't manipulate me.

I'm not doing this for myself.

My future d*ed six years ago.

Well, then you know
what I'm talking about.

Sometimes there is
no way to go forward.

Sometimes the only way forward

is back.

What are you saying?

Are you familiar with
the term "geoengineering?"

Yeah. Sure.

Crazy schemes to fix
global warming.

Giant space mirrors.

sh**ting sulfur up
into the atmosphere.

What about it?

Crazy, right?

The cure could be
much worse than the disease.

Unintended consequences.

Yes, but the scientists

who are coming up
with these schemes

are not crazy.

They're terrified,

and they've got
very good reason to be.

Now, have you seen the
m*llitary thr*at assessments

on catastrophic climate change?

You want to go back to the past

to fix global warming?

What if we could seed
the ancient oceans

with an algae

that would produce
a clean-burning fuel

and fix our energy crisis

at the same time?

Oh, yeah, sure.

I mean, hell, you could even
put it in convenient places.

Exactly.

And global warming is just
really one of our problems.

Take a look out
that window, Mr. Cross.

We have screwed up

beyond the capacity
of any species

to ever screw up.

We have att*cked our ecosystem

which we depend on for life

with every tool
at our disposal,

and we will continue to do so

until it all collapses.

Our food supply.

Our energy supply.

Our water supply.

It's all going to crash,

and all too soon

before we can do
anything about it.

You understand?

It's too late.

You know what,

here's the thing,
Mr. Cross,

and I don't like it.

Like you, I don't.
I don't like it,

and I have, uh,

I have two children,
three and five,

and I have to do
something about it.

So you think

that if you go back far enough,

the extinction events

will cover all
your unintended consequences.

I don't see that I have
an alternative.

Then you're a bad scientist.

Because you think you already
know the answer.

You don't know
that it won't work.

You're right.

Nobody could predict
the consequences of your plan.

The only way to find out
would be to do it,

but then it would be
too late go back.

See, we don't get do-overs

here, colonel.

Don't we?

Thank you for coming,
Ms. Finch.

[Whispering] These people

must have been
following us for months,

taking dinosaurs.

And for what? Just...

Evan was right.

These people
are serious tossers.

Did you upload your photos?

We better get out of here

before we end up
in an alien autopsy video.

[Panting]

How many?

Three, maybe four.

Crap! Goddammit!

Come on!

[Lab door slams]

[Ange]: I thought I was
coming here to talk to you.

Nobody told me
that Evan would be here.

Is there something
that you have to say

that you don't want
Mr. Cross to hear?

No.

Well, then, please,
let's have a seat.

Ange, what are you doing here?
I thought that we were friends.

These guys are dangerous.

Evan, Project Magnet
has what we never had.

Resources.

Weaponry.

The ability

to control these creatures.

I've said from day one

that somebody else
should be handling this.

You don't understand this.

This is way bigger
than dinosaurs.

They want my technology

so they can go back to the past
and fix the planet.

Really?

Forgive me, Ms. Finch.

Please.

I know that this is awkward,

so I'm going to keep it brief.

I need your help.

With what?

Well, I plan to fix
the dinosaur problem,

but as Mr. Cross says,

my agenda is
a lot bigger than that.

I need the most brilliant minds
working with me, to help me,

so that I can avoid disaster.

I think that Evan Cross
is the smartest man that I know.

You don't even know me,

so why don't you
save the flattery, colonel?

He's right.

But you're asking
the wrong person.

And is that because
he broke your heart?

That's none of your business.

Why did you agree to come here?

I have...

Things on my conscience.

I assumed somebody

was finally going
to ask me about them.

Would that be a relief?

Yes.

And no.

People I care about
are involved.

And you don't want
to get them in trouble.

What is it

that you came here
to say, Ms. Finch?

Ange?

Don't do this.

It's about
two of our employees.

I mean, when I was working
at Cross Photonics.

Bill Pearson
and Samantha Sedaris.

You mean
the industrial accident.

The lieutenant came up

with that cover story.

I wasn't there when it happened.

[Creature snarling]

[Screaming]

I only saw the aftermath.

[Snarling and screaming]

You brought that thing

into our building.

I thought we were all
going to prison,

but Ken, he fixed it.

He made it all go away.

Only it didn't go away.

I knew those people.

I knew their families.

When Evan came
to me that night,

and he asked me to help him
cover it up...

That's not why I came to you.

Ms. Finch,
I can't offer you absolution,

but I can offer you
a chance to atone.

If those two deaths
weighed heavily on you,

then imagine having the chance
to save billions of lives.

There's still a connection
between the two of you.

That's fairly obvious.

Will you just stop?

You're not going get to me...

By going to her.

I'm never going to help you.

And why not?

If you don't like

what he wants to do,

then change
what he's going to do.

You have the technology.

That gives you all the power.

All you have to do

is say the word,

and he will put you
in charge of Project Magnet.

That's the last thing I want.

They are going to do this
with or without you.

If you let them
do it their way,

without participating,

you'll have nobody to blame
but yourself

for what happens next.

Who is this talking to me?

[Voice breaking] Hmm?

I've accepted a job
with the Seong Group.

I'll be traveling for a while.

Goodbye, Evan.

[Sighs]

We won't have much time.

We have to figure out
what they're up to.

Animal, vegetable, mineral.

More specimens.

What are they planning to
do with all this stuff?

Chromista?

It's the biological
kingdom of...

Algae.

Bacteria.

Isn't that the kind of thing

you really want to leave
where you found it?

We should go.

We need to find out
what they're doing

with all this stuff.

Bacterial growth charts.

They took these samples
out of the dinosaurs.

[Hall]: It's time to discuss
your future, lieutenant.

Permission to speak
freely, colonel?

Denied.

I'm prepared to accept

the consequences of my actions,

but I'd like to remind you

that you owe this whole
breakthrough to me.

To you?

I'm the one

who made you pay attention
to Cross' activities,

when all the m*llitary
wanted me to do

was file unread reports,

get old in that little office.

I'm the one
who took the initiative

in capturing
the original specimen.

I'm the one who led
the collection teams

through the anomalies.

Noted.

The result of this
proceeding, however,

is that you're going to be
buried so deeply

that you'll never
dig your way out.

But here's the good news.

You do get one last chance
at reinstatement.

You agree,

by whatever deception
is necessary,

to persuade Evan Cross

to reveal the whereabouts of
his anomaly detection network.

Should I take
your insubordinate silence

to mean that
you are considering it?

You should take it to mean
that I'm not like you, sir.

You can't do the right thing
the wrong way.

And you know what's right.

Evan Cross may not
trust me anymore,

but I trust that
he knows what's right.

If I can keep him on track,

I know he'll solve
our dinosaur problem,

either with the technology
he has now,

or with
whatever he invents next.

He will save untold lives.

So we're clear.

Your loyalty is to him.

Yes, sir.

Sergeant, get him out of here.

[Angrily slams laptop closed]

[Door opens]

Time to leave.

Subjects acquired.
Chromista lab.

[Taser crackles]

Mac!

That is a top-secret
government facility.

How did you find it?

That's not really
the point, is it?

We should be talking about

what's going on
inside that facility.

Who gave you access?
Was it Leeds?

This is not about
your paranoia.

This is about what you've
done to those animals.

So you stood there,
and you played dumb

while your people were
breaking into my facility?

Oh, come on, don't tell me
I hurt your feelings.

You sent tin soldier there

to seize my technology.

And if that terror bird
hadn't gotten out,

we'd have never known you were
running a covert operation.

Which does not concern you.

But now you're all in danger.

Just the photos
on Rendell's phone alone

are enough to put him
in prison for decades,

and Ms. Weir
had government property

in her pocket.

This is really out of my hands.

I mean, so far

your friends have done nothing
to implicate you,

because they want you
to walk away,

but I need you to understand
something very clearly...

It is going to be
a very, very long time

before you ever see them again.

You understand?

All right. You win.

Evan...

[Mac]: They
can't b*at us

if we stick together.

Look, I destroyed
my anomaly detection network,

but I can build you
a new one...

Don't...

I don't believe for a second

that you destroyed
your own network,

but I will intervene

to release Rendell and Weir,

except it's not just
the network that I want.

I want whatever it is
that you invent next.

Done.

Sergeant.

[Unlocking handcuffs]

[♪]

[Keying in code]

[Door slams]

[♪]