02x07 - Second Degree

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Narrator: Previously on Continuum...

Millions will respect your name.

Rot in hell.

(g*nsh*t) Carlos!

(CARLOS GROANS)

Sonya: How is that mayoral campaign coming?

Just kicked into high gear, now that an election is right around the corner.

I guess I have you to thank for that.

I go on trial in a few weeks, I think we know how that'll turn out.

You have a destiny to fulfill.

I don't think our methods are compatible.

I'm sure you can talk to your Mr. Escher and let him know I'm one of the good guys.

Tell me everything.

My name is Kiera Cameron.

I came here from the year 2077.

(DOOR BUZZES)

It's time, Theseus.

On your feet.

Let's go.

All: (CHANTING) Theseus!

Kiera: 2077.

My time. My city. My family.

When t*rrorists k*lled thousands of innocents, they were condemned to die.

They had other plans.

A time-travel device sent us all back 65 years.

I want to get home, but I can't be sure what I will return to if history is changed.

Their plan, to corrupt and control the present in order to win the future.

What they didn't plan on was me.

Elena was braver than me.

Why do you say that?

She made a life for herself in this time.

Committed.

Forged connections.

You made connections.

I know.

That's odd...

What's up?

Hopefully nothing.

(STATIC)

Someone removed Elena's body!

What?

How do you know that?

The same way I know that your heart rate right now is 55 and your BP is 110 over 80.

Right, gotta get used to that chip in your head.

Multi-spectrum nano-sensor array.

It's...

Why would somebody want to steal a corpse?

Only someone that knew she was a time traveler would have done this.

Whoever it was went through a lot of trouble to cover this up.

sh*t, I gotta get to court.

What're you gonna do?

Bodies from the future are being snatched?

I've got an idea of two more that might be next in line.

Kiera: Excuse me.

(CRASHING)

(SIGHS)

Agent Cameron.

Never sneak up on someone in the morgue, it's like the number one rule.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

You here about Jowarski and Chen?

Ye... Yes.

Don't worry, it's all been taken care of.

What's been taken care of?

The paperwork.

Don't you guys communicate?

(SIGHS) Agent...

Warren signed the bodies out yesterday.

The bodies are gone?

Shipped.

Remind me.

Agent Warren...

Section 6?

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Carlos?

Jim.

Pretty tense around here.

A lot of people still stunned by Julian Randol's sentence...

If you can call time served plus three months a sentence.

Kind of hard to pin a terrorism charge on a kid driving a van full of empty barrels.

It sounds like you sympathize.

Not at all.

Julian Randol was willing to k*ll hundreds of people.

Hopefully the attempted m*rder charge will stick.

May be the only way this city gets any justice.

He sh*t me.

That's a fact.

sh**ting a cop carries heavy freight, whether you k*ll him or just wound him.

Excuse me. I let you down, I know that.

I can't change the past, but I'm here hoping to change the future.

(SCOFFS) Oh, really? You're going to try and politic me?

Carlos, I want to win this.

I see a way to bring the factions together, to bring this city back together.

The people want a mayor that works for their interests, not his own.

It's about trust.

I'll earn the respect.

(SCOFFS)

Well, don't tell us.

Show us.

(BEEPS)

Kiera: Alec!

sh*t!

Did I interrupt something?

I am about to revolutionize quantum computing with that little slice of heaven you gave me!

Someone claiming to be Section 6 just took the two Liber8 bodies from the morgue.

Jowarski and Chen?

What? How?

Elena's body has also been moved so please, Alec, I need you to... Is something wrong, Agent Cameron?

What do you want, Gardiner?

Seems all the people in your life share your mysterious past and then vanish just as mysteriously.

What are you talking about?

Your friend, Elena.

I saw you and Carlos at the grave today, it got me thinking...

I'm going to have my people recover the casket.

You got a problem with that?

No. It's a good idea.

Really?

Yeah, I had a feeling something was up, so I'd love to know what you find out.

That's it?

Now that you mention it, someone impersonating Section 6 was here.

Yeah, no, there is someone impersonating Section 6, I think you and I are just talking about different people.

(SCOFFS) What a d*ck!

Oh, yeah.

Whoever it was illegally removed two Liber8 bodies from the morgue.

Why don't you do yourself a favor and help out for a change?

Help you?

You might just find what you're looking for.

Uh... Kiera, do you think that's wise?

(LAUGHS)

All right, Cameron, game on.

Ah, stay put!

I need access to all your security footage. Come here!

I don't know why you're letting Gardiner help you.

Give a dog a bone, he'll chew on it for hours.

I'm VPD. Cordon off the exits!

Move! Out of my way!

Move, move, move!

Move, move, move!

Out of my way!

(PANTING)

(SIGHS) sh*t.

Defense: Detective Fonnegra, did you identify yourself as a police officer to Mr. Randol?

To Roland Randol, yes. When we arrived on the scene.

What about Julian, or the other boys who showed up that day, did you identify yourself to them?

Carlos: I don't recall.

You can't recall something as simple as standard procedure?

Have you ever had a g*n pointed at you?

How about three, or four?

Makes it hard to remember the minutiae.

Were you wearing a badge, a uniform, anything to distinguish yourself as a police officer?

No.

Defense: Then it's only reasonable to assume my client was merely acting in defense of himself and his family that morning against what he perceived to be an armed intruder.

Carlos: Oh, this is horseshit!

(GAVEL BANGING)

Judge: Quiet.

Judge: I'll remind you, Detective, that the kind of language you may be comfortable with at the precinct will get you a contempt charge in my court.

All: (CHANTING) Free Julian Randol!

(GAVEL BANGING)

Free Julian Randol!

All: (CHANTING) Free Julian Randol!

Judge: Clear the court!

Take the defendant out, now!

All: (CHANTING) Free Julian Randol!

Free Julian Randol!

That bastard k*lled my little girl in that building!

All: (CHANTING) Free Julian Randol!

Free Julian Randol!

No!

No!

Martin: The prosecution's case is solid, and a guilty verdict is both desired and, in my opinion, the only just way.

End quote.

How's that?

Anytime.

(LAUGHING) Yeah, I hope you're right.

But you can still call me Jim.

Thanks. (GASPING)

Mr. Martin.

(PANTING)

What do you want?

The mayor in my back pocket would be a good start.

Yeah, well, I can't do that.

I hear you did, that you were bought and paid for.

It's not true, I've, uh...

I've been a consultant.

Call it what you will, but remember this, whatever I may lack in Sonya's financial leverage, I more than make up for in organization.

Then you'll be one of my first targets when I get into office.

Sure.

Hide your treachery behind a tough-on-crime agenda.

Works for a lot of people.

But here's what works for me.

And you're going to want to get this one right.

Keep Sonya's money, play her game.

But every move you make, you gotta run by me first.

(CHUCKLES)

It's tough being popular.

But you're gonna do this.

Because we are everywhere, Mr. Mayor.

We can always get to you.

You better win!

I'm counting on you.

(SIGHS HEAVILY)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

That was interesting. Yeah, what isn't these days?

We have a new problem.

Sonya was here.

In the courthouse?

She slipped away but I know she wouldn't show her face here unless it was extremely important.

Obviously she has her sights set on this trial.

I know. At first, I thought it was the protesters, but that little outburst was just a spectacle.

Not enough for her to stick her neck out.

Then what?

There was a juror, extremely anxious, almost catatonic...

You think Sonya got to the juror?

Could be.

Julian has a lot of value for Liber8, they'll do anything to try to set him free.

Turn around. Show your face.

Oh, come on.

sh*t.

sh*t!

(EXHALES)

Come on.

Smile.

Agent Gardiner for Kiera Cameron.

(PHONE RINGING)

This is Cameron.

Uh, no. Tell him I'm unavailable.

Thanks.

Who was that?

Lost dog.

(SIGHS) No more lies, remember?

Right.

Gardiner.

I'm actually using him to help with something.

Wow, that's a neat trick.

What's the angle?

Dead time travelers, mysterious body snatchers, you know, the usual.

(SCOFFS) Sorry I asked.

What about our juror?

What did we find out?

Carson Hirsch. Married, with a daughter.

Works in real estate, member of the Rotary Club...

That doesn't exactly scream Liber8 sympathizer.

I agree.

Is this where you call Section 6?

(LAUGHING)

Hey, Alec?

With you, checking Hirsch and his family.

Okay, check this out.

There's been no electrical, Internet or telephone use in the Hirsch house in the last...

No Internet, electric, or telephone activity in the house in the last 48 hours.

No credit card or debit card charges, no cell phone usage.

Hold on, this whole time Section 6 has been that kid Alec?

Yep.

Well, he's good, I'll give him that!

What do you make of his info?

(SIGHS) We've got a nervous juror, we got no online presence, no activity at the house...

Think they snatched his family?

If Carson's family has been kidnapped, it can mean only one thing...

Sonya is setting up Julian's trial to fail.

Carlos: Okay. No, no, I got it.

Thanks, Shelley.

So I just got off the phone with my contact at the Ministry of Justice.

She said that each of the jurors was given a break before they were sequestered.

Our guy Carson used it to check his e-mail.

Then we have to find out what was in his inbox.

Hey, Alec?

Way ahead of you. One extremely illegal e-mail hack in T-minus now.

Oh, this explains so much.

If this is the only outside contact Carson had prior to being sequestered, it has to be how they sent the thr*at.

What's that right there?

(SIGHS) Not much for subtlety.

No!

Jesus.

Can you trace the source of the e-mail?

Alec?

On it.

It came from a public hotspot in New West, I can't track any further than that.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Hey, uh, Kiera, I'm sorry but my mom's due in court in a few minutes, I said I'd be there for her.

It's okay, I know you have to go.

Thanks, Alec.

Any luck?

No.

Look at this.

Looks like fiberglass walls, right?

Those are refrigeration pipes, and we're looking down.

Like a curvature...

This is the hull of a fishing boat.

Okay, what kind, and where?

That's a good question.

Hey, Betty?

Can you do me a favor?

I need a list of all of the marinas, the dry docks and marine retailers in the lower mainland.

Yeah! You got it.

Thanks.

That should get us started.

I should probably brief the boss lady.

How many boats do you think are moored in Vancouver?

(LAUGHING) Thousands.

Great.

We have to inform the court that the jury has been compromised.

I wouldn't do that.

Why not?

If the court dismisses the jury for tampering, Carson Hirsch is of no use to Liber8.

His wife and daughter?

As good as dead.

Yeah, we need to keep up the illusion that all is well, until we find out where they're keeping the family.

All right, do it. Find them before it's over, or I'll have no choice but to report to the judge.

This trial is too important to go off the rails.

Defense: And what did Detective Fonnegra do next, Mrs. Randol?

Detective Fonnegra became very agitated.

He said that Roland was hiding things from him.

Julian heard the shouting, and came running.

And then, when he tried to intervene, that's when the detective drew his w*apon.

Julian was only defending himself, he did nothing wrong.

Alec!

Alec, wait!

Look, let me explain.

Explain what? Why you lied in a court of law?

That's perjury, you can go to jail!

You don't understand. Do you know what you've done?

I'm supposed to testify tomorrow.

And I'm not asking you to lie, Alec.

Well, if I tell the truth, then I send my mother to jail!

If I lie, then I risk sending us both!

Look, Julian needs our protection.

He has no one else!

Julian sh*t a police officer in cold blood.

He tried to blow up a building!

He was ready to do it.

He doesn't deserve our protection.

He's family, Alec.

Families do not turn their backs on one another.

No, apparently they throw one another to the wolves then fight over the scraps.

Alec!

Alec!

(SIGHS)

Is this going to work?

Only one way to find out.

So what is this thing that you're going to use?

It's hard to explain.

Even I don't understand it.

You're the one being hooked up to it, don't you think you should?

After doing some initial tests on that slice you gave me, I realized it has potential to process information faster than any supercomputer on the planet. All right.

Problem is, I haven't fully tested it yet.

I'm hoping your CMR is advanced enough to shoulder the load so to speak.

So how is this going to help us find the family? The boat?

There are too many images of boats, schematics and blueprints for my CMR to process.

But hooked up to my Arc program, and this slice, we should be able to motor through millions of images and thousands of image caches across the web really quickly.

I plugged in the dimensions of the ransom video, and all we have to do is find a match.

Is it safe?

You don't know.

Great.

Let's do it.

All right.

Alec, about your mother... I don't want to talk about it.

I'm sorry.

It wasn't you.

She's just trying to protect Julian I guess.

I don't condone what she did, but I do...

She lied.

She wants that kid out on the street at the expense of public safety.

Carlos.

All right, I'm ready. You?

Okay.

You should have full control on your end right...

Now. (GASPING)

What's happening?

What's going on?

(GASPS)

I'm fine.

It feels amazing actually.

Whoa.

(CELL PHONE BEEPING)

Carlos: How long is this going to take?

I don't know, but at the rate we're going I wouldn't get too comfortable.

That's an understatement.

I mean, the way you're processing this data, I would say you're going to find what you're looking for in...

Got it!

Carlos: Orca Gilnetter 71.

Well, that's a start.

Nice work!

(SIREN WAILING)

Travis: Rebecca.

That protest in the court room was the best your people could do?

We got their attention.

For a minute.

You're going to have to step up your game if this is important to you.

I believe in Theseus.

In this movement.

And I'm not the only one.

There are underground cells everywhere that believe in his message.

People need to wake up.

Some prefer sleeping.

I don't.

The movement requires everything of us.

Even sacrifice.

(SIGHS)

Good morning.

Good morning.

What time is it?

You don't have to be in court for another couple hours.

(SIGHS)

Have you thought about what you're going to say?

It's going to be okay.

It's not, though.

If I tell the truth, then I risk sending my mother to prison for perjury.

If I support her...

Shh.

You don't have to think about it right now.

I'm sorry I brought it up.

Whatever you decide, there's no shame in it.

You'll do what you feel is right.

I'll be there to support you.

Emily, you know I...

(SIGHS) I gotta go.

I'm so sorry I did this...

(SIGHS)

It's okay, honestly.

No, I gotta get going to work.

I got lots to do.

I'm sorry.

You don't have to...

(SIGHS)

Way to go, genius.

(SIGHS)

Idiot!

(DOOR OPENS)

Alec?

Alec?

Alec?

Ricky?

If you're making eggs, I'm in.

Scrambled...

Where's Alec Sadler?

(GASPS)

Who are you?

Just answer the question.

Please, I... He's not here, I swear!

I don't know where he is, I'm telling you the truth.

We'll see.

(GRUNTS)

Who are you?

(SCREAMING IN PAIN)

Who are you?

(PANTING)

Tell me!

Have it your way.

(GRUNTS)

It's me.

I need a clean up on location one.

Stat.

Tell Escher I've got something he may want to see.

(CARLOS SIGHS)

From light speed to a crawl. (SIGHS)

Your future tech wizardry is spoiling me, Cameron.

Funny, I just started getting used to the, uh, archaic gumshoeing of yours.

(CHUCKLES) Funny.

Alec, you got anything?

Nothing.

From the look of that boat, it's been in service since the Jurassic era.

Half these record systems are just scanned, unsearchable paper copies with zero filing system.

Finding a record online is going to be a miracle.

Got anything on our missing family?

(SIGHS) Well, we believe they're being held on a fishing boat that we can only assume is somewhere in the lower mainland.

Unfortunately, most of these marinas and boat graveyards don't have an online presence.

It's mostly scanned paperwork with no organizational system.

We can't call them for fear of tipping off the bad guys.

So, we're just stuck chasing paper.

How did you uncover the boat?

Well, we, uh...

Carlos had a hunch, so I called a contact of mine at the Coast Guard.

We got lucky.

Hmm.

Gotta be good to be lucky.

(CHUCKLES)

You gotta be a pro at that by now.

I've had a lot of practice.

It can't have been easy, lying all the time to protect yourself, protect others.

It wasn't.

(SIGHS) Wait a minute.

I've got one. Carlos, look at this.

Orca Gilnetter 71.

Gotta be good to be lucky.

(CHUCKLES)

Is that the one?

It could be.

I've got two heat signatures below deck, two more near the bow...

We should flank through there.

All right.

Well, if there's two of them on top, they're going to see us before we get there.

Leave that to me.

Oh...

So do all cops look like you in 2077?

Don't. This is CPS standard issue.

SadTech mark four polymeric nano-composite body armor with integrated electromagnetic offensive and defensive systems.

Police model.

Hmm. Fancy.

What kind of mileage does it get?

Uh, 65 years, apparently.

You're not even born yet.

Yeah, we'll talk about this later.

So let me get this straight.

Theoretically, you're not born yet, so you could meet baby you.

Try not to get hung up on the details.

So, when baby you is born, that means that old you could actually.

. . Old?

Well... (SIGHS)

I just don't know how any of this is possible.

Don't make me regret telling you this.

Man: Drop the g*n!

Looks like you missed one. Hmm.

Who the hell are you?

What the hell?

(GRUNTS)

Kiera?

Hey!

Uh! That's a neat trick!

I could get used to that.

Looks like we're in the right place.

Morning!

Who are you?

Police. Oh!

Hands...

Whoa, hey, take it easy. Okay?

Nobody needs to get hurt.

(GRUNTS)

New moves?

Nice. (SIGHS) You too!

From the evidence.

(GRUNTS)

Don't worry, you're safe now.

We'll get you out of there.

Mr. Sadler, what is your relationship to the defendant?

He's my brother.

Would you tell the court what transpired leading up to Detective Fonnegra being sh*t?

Detective Fonnegra and Agent Cameron came to the farm to check on a fertilizer shipment.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Roland went to show them what was there, instead of fertilizer there was a van equipped with a b*mb.

And that's when Hoyt and the others showed up and they were pointing g*ns at everyone.

Prosecutor: What happened next?

Mr. Sadler?

(INHALES DEEPLY)

Mr. Sadler?

He sh*t Detective Fonnegra.

He knew he was a cop, and Julian sh*t him.

(GAVEL BANGING)

Court is in recess.

Mr. Sadler, you may step down.

My chambers immediately.

Well, Detectives, I'm not happy about being kept in the dark over matters taking place within my court.

However, I understand your position.

I'm sure we can all agree that the safety of the family was paramount, and we thank you both for their rescue.

And for preventing a gross miscarriage of justice.

We appreciate your understanding.

(SIGHS) What now?

I wish there was another way, but I'll have to oversee the remainder as a bench trial.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

I had to tell the truth.

Of course.

I'm glad you did.

It was wrong of me to expect you to lie.

Why did you?

I've lost Roland, I'm losing you, I can't lose Julian.

I'm sorry, Mom.

Maybe if I didn't lock myself away in the barn...

Oh, no, don't apologize.

You're just like your dad.

So curious.

Too damn smart for your own good.

You're gonna do great things.

I just know it.

You have the ability to change the world.

Officer: Resuming in five minutes.

(SIGHS)

I love you, Alec.

(GAVEL BANGING)

Mr. Randol, please stand.

Inmate 74216 Julian Randol.

The butcher of New Pemberton, aka Theseus.

Judge: sh**ting a police officer is a serious charge, regardless of intent.

The corporate congress judiciary find you guilty of the following charges, high treason, mass m*rder, civil insurrection.

Your actions have resulted in the deaths of millions of innocent people.

The facts are irrefutable in this case.

You pulled the trigger. You sh*t Detective Fonnegra.

The mandatory sentence for these extreme, violent criminal acts is execution.

Despite this, the charge of attempted m*rder in the second degree is unmerited.

In this case, the VPD failed to follow proper procedure in identifying themselves to the accused.

However, this court does not have the final authority in this matter.

This court finds Julian Randol to have been acting in self-defense.

Your sentence is to be stayed.

I find Mr. Randol not guilty.

You will be returned to serve the remainder of your sentence...

You've got to be kidding me.

(GAVEL BANGING)

The remainder of his sentence on charges for which you are currently imprisoned, where after you will be released.

That is all.

(GAVEL BANGING)

You are to be transferred to corporate detention as ordered by the chairman of superior council.

No.

No, that's not the plan.

Not him.

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

The people of this city should be outraged.

I assure you, if you elect me mayor, I will launch a full investigation into the clear, and obvious corruption of our court system.

A dangerous individual like Julian Randol is free to roam the streets?

It's time for a drastic change.

Thank you.

(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

Martin: Carlos!

What the hell was that, Jim?

I intend to find out.

Somebody got to that judge.

Well, if that's true, there will be a trail.

We just have to find it.

It was probably Liber8.

With the help of somebody on the inside.

If we can find him or her, offer some amnesty, who knows?

They could help bring in Liber8 if they felt protected enough.

I'm going to tear this whole thing down.

Well, I'll help you any way I can, but I'm not in office yet.

I have to go.

Problems?

No.

Groundwork's been set, Julian won't have anywhere to hide.

I expect he'll be crawling into your arms in the next couple of weeks when he's released.

Your judge performed brilliantly.

We all did.

It's too late for regrets.

Who said anything about regret?

(DOOR OPENS)

The Ministry of Justice is launching a full investigation.

Not that it matters. In two weeks, Julian Randol's a free man.

Sonya planned for me to see her at the courthouse.

She wanted us to discover the jury tampering so she could maneuver the judge into rendering a bench verdict.

It doesn't make any difference, okay?

All she's doing is stalling justice.

With Julian out on probation, it's only a matter of time until he messes up again.

You better believe we're going to be there when he does.

Are we getting drunk?

(SIGHS) I would love to.

I just... I gotta wait for something.

Betty: Oh! Do you want us to wait for you, or...

We'll see you when we see you.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

It's about time, Cameron.

Nice picture you sent, who is he?

One of your Section 6 body snatchers.

I put him into our database of over 170 countries.

He's a ghost.

All right, maybe we can...

No! I tracked that ghost to a car rental agency.

There's only five packing agencies in the lower mainland that use that particular model of compact refrigeration vehicle.

And you've narrowed it down.

I've even got an address.

(INHALES) So...

Are we gonna do this?

You and me, working together?

Mmm-hmm.

What have we got to lose?

Can I have a word?

Sheriff, please remove this young lady.

I only wanted to thank you for your service.

I don't know what are you talking about.

Your sacrifice for the cause.

The movement?

Get her out of here.

(JUDGE GAGGING)