The Event S1E21 - English Transcript

Previously on The Event... I have a counteragent. You can undo what they did to Martinez with this. Keep Simon from giving the counteragent to Martinez. How do I know you're not playing me? Do as I say, Raymond. Martinez will be heavily guarded. There's no way we'll be able to get to him. There's only one other option... The first lady. [Speaking Spanish] Sophia wants a record of this. Meet me on the roof. We have to evacuate the mall. Someone disabled the fire alarm, and they're about to release a bioweapon through the ventilation system. [Gunshot] Sean, where is she? We owe you a debt of gratitude. Dr. Lu has been studying the video you filmed on board the bus. We'll be able to move forward. In 1918, the Spanish flu pandemic killed 20% of the world's population. You're gonna help us spread it. [Groans] Hello? [Bird cawing] [Dog snarling] [Soft thuds] Hello? Hello? Hello? Help me. [Coughs] Are you the doctor? No. My mom said to wait until she came back with the doctor. I'm sorry. My little brother's sick, too, and he won't wake up. Uh... Why is everybody sick? Um... [Coughs] Miss, please help me. - I can't. - Please! I can't do anything. I can't. I can't. - Help me! - I'm sorry. It's your fault! I'm sorry. Why won't you help me? [Breathing heavily] We're fortunate. Her immune system mutated the virus the way we'd hoped. It replicates at a much slower rate now. The pathogen will now take several days to kill. Good. How long will it take to affect the population at large? Within two weeks, the infection will have killed over 25% of the world's population. [Beeping] Within five, close to 98%. We only have to make room for our--our own people. There has to be a way to control the disease, to limit the number of deaths. There isn't. The strength of the pathogen is it's uncontrollable. Sophia, we need to bring our people here. Does need always justify action? This goes against everything we believe in. If the situation were reversed, they wouldn't hesitate to do the same to us. [Suspenseful music] ♪ The Event 01x21 ♪ The Beginning of the End Original Air Date on May 16, 2011 == sync, corrected by elderman == But keep the reception on. See if you can find someone to speak on my behalf. I just don't want to disappoint the kids. [Monitor beeping unevenly] Nurse. Nurse, can you come in here, please? Yes, ma'am. Doctor. [Beeping continues] - What's happening? - Tidal volume? No, we're good. I'll check all the leads. His E.E.G. readings are showing improvement in higher level brain activity. He's getting better. Mrs. Martinez, please understand this is probably anomalous, random electrical activity in the brain. No, doctor, he's--he's getting better. He's getting better. You're getting better, aren't you, my love? You're getting better. We just got word from home. Everything's in place there. Our people are ready to come. A-and everything is set on our end? Yes, we'll have to leave the portal array on for several more hours, but there is this reconnaissance satellite over that area of Tibet, and Gerard's concerned that we're gonna be detected. All right, I'll take care of it. I'm not comfortable blindly doing your bidding. If you want me to do something, I need to know the reason. This satellite is shared by NATO but operated by your N.S.A. I need it redirected. The N.S.A. refers to it internally as E-3175. Please repeat that back to me. E-3175. Thank you, Raymond. There's something else, Sophia. I just got word that Martinez's condition is improving. Meaning you didn't stop them from getting the counteragent to him. The counteragent-- can it really reverse what happened to him? It can. You can't allow Martinez to re-enter the equation. It could jeopardize everything for both of us. Do you understand? Sophia, I need your word that if we continue to work together, you'll do what you said, and you'll spare the American people. I give you my word. [Cell phone beeps] He'll realize he's been duped as soon as we release the pathogen and Americans start getting sick. By then, it'll be too late. [Traffic rushing by] [car alarm sounding] [Car alarm stops] All right, thank you. That was Peel. The President's still in a coma, but there are definite signs he's improving. That's great news. Were you able to find anything actionable about Sophia? She sent a team to Siberia to search for the weapon she plans to use. That makes some sense. A few weeks ago, we discovered Sophia had one of your people working on ice-core samples from eastern Russia. What could Sophia have been looking for in the ice? I don't know. But I think she found it. According to Peel, Jarvis waved off an action on an inbound Russian passenger plane. So whatever the weapon is, you think it was on that plane. Yeah, and now it's here. [On television] A Hazmat team is on site here, and shopping mall patrons were evacuated and are safe. What is it? His name is Roman. He's one of our people. ...In the background there, leading authorities to believe that he may have played a part in this thwarted terrorist attack. Terrorist attack... Also, police are trying to locate a city transit bus that's still missing. And a dead sleeper. He was carrying cash and his driver's license. That's it. - So we have nothing. - We have an address. That could be fake. And even if it is the dead guy's address, what are the odds the courier's just gonna be conveniently waiting there? - What's your problem? - We let the courier get away... with a virus that could kill God knows how many people. Fine. And if we went after her, the entire mall would've been infected. Yeah, and now Sophia will get to do much worse with it. Look, we made the right decision at the time. Sean, no matter what happens, we've already done more than most people would've-- a lot more, all right? This is the address. Pull over. [Clanking, whirring] Hi. Excuse me. Um, we're looking for a guy with long, uh, brown hair. ¿Lo has visto? No. ¿no? He had a beard. Um... Okay, thanks. Hold still. Put your hands up. Put your hands up. - [Exhales deeply] - Who are you? Why are you here? Blake! Blake, come out here. We got company. Drop your weapon, now. Put your gun down. Put it down! - Drop it. - You drop it! - Drop your weapon! - You do it first. Shut up! Put your weapon down. Wait a second. I know you. You're one of Sophia's people. - No, not anymore. - I don't believe you. - He's telling the truth. - Who the hell are you? Blake Sterling. He's the Director of National Intelligence. Not anymore. And who the hell are you? I'm Sean Walker. From the plane... At Coral Gables? - What are you doing here? - You first. There was an attempted terrorist attack at a mall. We tracked a man named Roman to this apartment. We're the ones who stopped that attack. What? It was supposed to be a dry run. Sophia's going to release a virus. A strain that's even deadlier than the 1918 Spanish flu. Do you have any idea where she is? No. That's why we came here. Then we're all just wasting time. Come on, let's start looking around. I need more data points to track how the virus is continuing to replicate within the culture medium. Initial indications are good. What's her status? Her body temperature is rising, heart rate and blood pressure dropping. We need to keep her alive and producing the virus. Increase I.V. fluids and give her a corticosteroid. Please... Please don't do this. Don't kill all those people. If we had a choice, we wouldn't, but we don't. We're just taking back what's rightfully ours. Your father should've told you. We were here first. We've determined the most efficient way to spread the pathogen is by using three parallel distribution channels. The first team will release the pathogen in the immediate region. They will contaminate a food-processing facility that ships products to supermarkets in six different states. Within days, it will spread across the eastern seaboard. The second team will contaminate currency at the bureau of engraving facility in Virginia in time for the monthly Reserve Bank distribution. This will effectively spread the disease on a nationwide basis. The third team will release the virus in the international terminal at Dulles Airport at a time that will maximize the number of global crossings by infected passengers. Within five days, the vast majority of the human population... Will be dead. This is the last time that we'll all be meeting together as a group till it's all over. But I want each of you, in your own way, to honor a-and mourn the loss of life, but also to remember why we are doing this... For our survival. [Distant siren wailing] I want that satellite redirected from its coverage zone immediately. Normally, Mr. President, a request like this would come from the Director of National Intelligence. And seeing how that office is still vacant, I'm giving you that order directly. Yes, sir. But it is currently in a non-geostationary orbit, so the repositioning will take two hours to take effect. Understood. Thank you. [Cell phone beeps] Dr. Reed, thank you for taking the time to see me. Yes, sir. I understand that President Martinez's health has taken an unexpected, but welcome, turn for the better. I'm cautiously optimistic, although, to be frank, we're not entirely sure what's going on. Well, tell me what you do know. I understand these are extreme and unusual circumstances, but still, I do have to honor doctor-patient confidentiality. And I understand that completely, doctor, but, uh... this is a matter of national security. If there is a transfer of power back to President Martinez, I want to make that transition as smooth as possible. You can understand. All I can tell you is that typically, in cases of multiple strokes, the recovery takes months, sometimes years. Years? But this case isn't typical. What's happening here just doesn't happen, not when the patient is so far gone. If you'll excuse me, sir. Oh, absolutely. Thank you again. Christina, I just got some encouraging news from the doctor. I know you poisoned him. Well, that's absolutely ridic-- My husband almost died because of you! Our son almost lost his father! I am gonna make sure I tell your wife and your children about everything-- don't you touch me! Back off! You are nothing but a coward! Look at me, Raymond. Look at me. Mrs. Martinez. I'm gonna bury you alive. Do you understand me? - Mrs. Martinez. - What is it? Mrs. Martinez, the President is awake. Oh, my God. Okay, I need a full workup. Get me a chem panel. I want an E.E.G. right away. Mr. President. Mr. President, are you awake? Can you hear me? Mr. President, see if you can follow my finger. Outstanding, outstanding. Mr. President, do you know where you are? Mr. President. Open your eyes, sir. Outstanding, sir. Yes. [Weakly] Christina. Yes. Reactivity's good. I want to take a look at your reflexes. Doctor... I promise I will submit to all of your battery of tests if you just give me a moment with my wife. Well, Mr. President, please understand you're still extremely weak. You're very vulnerable. You need to remain calm and at rest. - I'll keep an eye on him. - Okay. - Thank you. - You bet. - Hey. - Hi. Mmm. Mmm. Give me another one. [Chuckles] [Sighs] I prayed for this, Elias. I love you so much. What happened? Not now. Mi Amor, now now, okay? The last thing I remember... I was telling Blake that I saw the look in Jarvis' eye, that he had something to do with this. Honey... tell me what you know. Tell me. Jarvis is working with Sophia. He poisoned you with something she gave him. But one of Blake's agents, Simon Lee, gave me an antidote to give to you. What about Sophia's plan to bring more of her people here? - Oh, honey, I... - [Groans] Oh, honey, I've already told you what I know. And you heard the doctor. You have to rest. I know what the doctor said, but I need answers. And I need... I need to talk to Blake Sterling. Can you get him for me? Christina. We're looking for notes, receipts, anything that might lead us to Sophia's new location. Nothing so far. I remember you now. You were CIA... Went rogue just as I was taking over the agency. I don't know what you're talking about. There was talk that you were being scapegoated by your division chief and that eventually you ended up running freelance black ops... Doing some pretty unsavory things. Whoever you're talking about, I don't know anybody like that... not anymore. [Sighs] Do you think Leila's still alive? She was the last time I saw her, but I don't think Michael had long to live. What happened? Michael was shot, trying to escape with us. Leila insisted on staying behind. I tried to help him, but... I'm sorry, Sean. I had to leave her. No, no, I understand. When this is done, I'll find her... No matter what I have to do. There's nothing here. We're coming up empty. Looks like your friend didn't leave anything behind. He's not my friend, okay? And he must've gotten rid of anything personal when Sophia ordered him to go operational, which, from the looks of it, was recently. [Truck engine roars, brakes squeaking] And if he just trashed everything... Oh, oh, oh, oh! Stop what you're doing. What'd I do? Just back away. I think I've got something. All these receipts are clustered around the same area in Maryland-- gas stations, hardware stores, building supply. Well, he was up to something, possibly setting up a base of operations. Hey, some of these receipts have addresses and time stamps. We can go into the N.S.A. satellite archive, see if we can locate him... [Cell phone rings] At those places and times. Sterling. Blake. Mr. President! It's good to hear your voice, sir. And yours. [Sighs] Christina told me what you did. Thank you for saving my life. And thank Agent Lee. Blake, I need you to bring me up to speed. What is going on with Sophia? Well, according to Agent Lee, their world is unstable, and she's intent on bringing their population here. - The entire population? - Yes. And in order to make room for them, she intends to employ a bioweapon, a virus that they're immune to, but it would decimate the human population. No matter what we think of Jarvis, he couldn't collaborate on the extinction of his own people. Well, I assume he's being played for a fool. He fired me. What? Yes, and he stopped all efforts to hunt down Sophia's people. We've had to try to stop this attack with our hands tied behind our backs. Not anymore. Blake, you see what you can do about Sophia. I'll deal with Jarvis. Sir. I have to return to the White House. Here. What? No, sir, that's impossible. You can't put any stress on your body until we've done some tests. I promise you'll be released as soon as possible. No, now. Elias, you have to get better first. Mr. President, you just regained consciousness. A few hours ago, you were nearly dead. And now I'm alive. Sir, whether you feel it or not, your body is too weak. I am going to the White House. Ay, dios mio. Elias-- - just get me something to wear. Check the seals and get 'em loaded on the second van. [Keys clack, computer beeps] Sophia, it's Carlos. Everyone is in position at the infection sites. We got two shipments. They're right in back. We're getting a shipment later today. New preservative? New formulation. Knolls! Knolls! Did you see this? It says to use a new drying agent for the currency. I am not altering protocol without an explanation. Get me Michael Doyle. Michael Doyle? The, uh, district supervisor. A change like this has to have come from him. [Gunshot] Confirm your status. In place and ready. In place and ready. Flight 794 with service to London Heathrow... In place and ready. It's time to begin. N.S.A. won't let you access their Internet offsite. But if protocols are like the Pentagon's, I should be able to spoof the P.I. You ever think of working for the government, Mr. Walker? Not while Vice President Jarvis is in charge. Well, we have that in common. [Beeping] Okay, I need an access code. All right, they killed mine, but Chief of Staff Peel was kind enough to lend me his. [Beep] All right. Uh, there's a gas station he visited repeatedly in the vicinity of other stops he made-- Aberdeen, Maryland. Uh, give me the date and the time. 15th, 11:32. N.S.A. satellites archive images every 60 seconds over major cities. There. That's Roman. Huh. Okay, so now we track him forward in time. Back to his car. Made a few stops. He drives under those buildings. Let's see. Sean, go forward in time. Uh, see what else is going on at that site. We found them. Well done, Mr. Walker. By 5:30, all three distribution channels will be spreading the pathogen. We'll have live feeds from the CDC that will allow us to follow this in real time. What about her? We've harvested enough viral cells from her system. No, I mean, what about her condition? It's unclear how long her immune system will be able to fight off the virus. Could be hours... Days. She's suffering. And it'll only get worse. [Sighs] Just end it. But do it quickly and... and painlessly. - Make sure those are secured. - Will do. We're on schedule. I want to keep it that way, okay? Got it. Okay, canisters for the first and second team are loaded and ready to go-- we're waiting on your word. We're still waiting for the ones that we're gonna take to the airport. You ready? Yeah. All right. Let's move. Okay. Let's close it up. Good luck. Thanks. You too. [Engines turning] [Tires squealing] Seeing as we don't know what we're walking into, is there any way you can get somebody to help us? I put in some calls to people I trust, but it'll take time to get them activated... Time we may not have. Yeah, we're five minutes out. We have two spare magazines. Where did you get that? From someone who claimed to be part of a group that's protected us from your people. What did he tell you about it? He didn't-- he didn't tell me anything. I have no idea what it is or what it says. Do you? If he could read it, he knew more than he was telling you. About what? About us... Why we're here... And about what happened. What do you think? Two guards by that entrance. We need to move. Excuse me. I'm sorry. I just-- I've run out of gas. This is a closed area. You'll have to keep moving. I know-- [monitor beeping] There won't be any pain. The first injection will put you to sleep, so you aren't awake for the... effects of the second one. Don't turn around. Come on. Come on. I'm unarmed. Don't try to move. Don't try to yell for help, or we will kill you. Do you understand me? How many people are here? Uh... Two guards upstairs... - Uh-huh? Me, and Dr. Lu. Five, if you count the prisoner. What prisoner? What prisoner? A girl, a girl. [Grunts] Ah! Leila! Sean! Listen to me. What? Sophia's weapon-- I know. I know about the virus. No. They--they used me as a way to change it. All their plans are on that laptop over there. They're gonna release it by 5:30. All right, all right, I'm gonna-- I'm gonna get you out of there. - No, no. You can't! What? I'm infected. What? What do you mean? They put it in me. If you get anywhere near me, if you touch me, you'll die. I thought I told you I didn't want to be distur-- Eli. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be resting? Get out from behind that desk and get the hell out of my office. I have every right to be here. The Cabinet enacted the 25th amendment. They appointed me acting President. I know you tried to kill me. I don't know what you're-- I know about you and Sophia. I don't know what you've been told, but if you're talking about the peace agreement that I'm presently negotiating with Sophia... "Peace agreement"? That wouldn't have been possible while you were at the helm-- please, Richard, help me here. - You're on your own, Raymond. Everything I've done has been to guarantee the safety of the American people. Is that what you've been telling yourself so you can sleep at night, Ray? Your actions have only served yourself and only you. Whether you like it or not, I am the President of the United States. Not for long. Not for long. Well, we'll see about that, Eli. There needs to be a vote that you're capable. And you've had strokes... Terrible strokes. Who knows what damage has been done to your brain? Son of a ***! And I will demand tests, independent assessments that you're mentally sound and can be trusted. Look at you, Eli. You can barely stand... Let alone lead this country. No luck getting into her laptop. They're using some kind of encryption technology of their own. I'll take it from here. Thanks. I never thought I'd see you again. I told you the day we met, "I'll find you." I'll always find you. I'm glad we got to say good-bye. No, this isn't good-bye. - Sean-- - There's a cure. There has to be. What if there's not? You know what? I think that, uh, we should move. What? You know, when this is all over, I think we should move. Boston's too cold. Maybe-- I was thinking maybe, um, we could go to Portland or... Seattle or someplace smaller, like, um--like Bend-- somewhere close to nature, and we could have a little yard. I'd like a little yard... A garden. Yeah, see? And then-- and then we can get a dog. And it'll be great. You're allergic to dogs. I'd deal with it. Well, that would be really nice. I'm not leaving you. You have to find Sophia... And stop her. Do it for me. Mm. Hey, hey. Wake up. Hey, look at me. Now, you can rationalize all you want, but deep down you know what you're doing is wrong. According to Leila, everything we need to know is on there. So all I need from you is your password, doctor. That's all. Don't you see? It's too late. It's pointless. Suit yourself. [Electric drill whirring] Come here. Come here! - Ah! - Listen... Now, you're going to tell me what I want to know, or I'm going to cut you over and over, ever so deeply that you'll bleed to death, but that's what you'll be wishing for, 'cause I am going to cause you more pain than you ever imagined possible. Ah! [Drill whirring] Don't you see? It's too late! - The password, doctor! - Ah! Okay! Okay! Just give it to me! Okay, stop it! I'll tell you! - What is it? - Ah! - B-1-1... The number 2 in brackets... B-1-1. It's the correct code. [Whirring stops] [Sobbing] That's a lot of data to sort through. Looks like multiple distribution scenarios. Asking her is a waste of time. You sure about that? No matter what we do to her, we won't know if she's giving us disinformation, wasting our time until it's too late to stop Sophia. Well, the answer's right here. We're just gonna have to figure it out on our own. Jarvis just confirmed. The satellite's been diverted. Well, then we'll begin powering up. Where are we on the pathogen? Right on schedule. But leave that to us. Your job is to power the array. Yes, of course. We're ready to activate on your order. Proceed. Proceed. [Keys clacking] == sync, corrected by elderman ==