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Previously on Gene Roddenberry's
Earth Final Conflict

At the current rate

the hybrid population will exceed
one million within 6 months

and multiply exponentially after that.

They're multiplying ten times faster
than we ever calculated.

We've got to move up
our offensive.

Everyone's got to know
what we're up against.

- OK, it's time to get you out of there.
- I can't.

I got a friend here. He's in danger,
I'm getting him out.

I have accepted the President's request

that I resume my duties as Director
of the FBI effective immediately.

My primary focus will be ruling out and
eliminating the new alien threat,

which can't be denied no longer.

Alien treachery has reached
the highest levels of our government

as well as other branch of public services.

Chase.

- A long time.
- Yeah, too long.

So,

what you're doing alone
on New Year's, huh?

Speak for yourself.

You'd better celebrating with your wife.

So right.

Left side of the bar.

The dude buying Champagne for the lady.
You see him?

Yeah, I see.

He's got that gleam in his eye,
you know what I'm saying?

Tonight this place is prime hybrid
hunting ground.

Hope you don't mind that I called you.

I figured out the one with
the trained eye.

May be there's a few of them
walking around.

OK, Chase.

I don't get you.

You walk away from a

stellar career with the US Marshalls,
and now here you are again,

armed and dangerous,
tracking hybrids, why?

Tell me what's happened.
We're friends.

Alright everybody!
It's about time, get ready!

He's making a move.

Let's go.

Eight, seven, six,

five, four, three,

two, one.
Happy New Year!

Hybrids on the move.

Back off, Romeo!
You heard me, let her go!

Chase!
Hold your fire.

What for?

What are you doing?

Please help me.

- Don't shoot!
- Drop your weapon.

Chase, drop your weapon!

Hybrids in the van.
Let's go!

- Calm down, calm down. It's alright
- Go!

Come on.
Get in there and sit down!

- Let's go!
- Hey! Wait!

You've got the wrong...

No vibe, no hunger.

You're not one of us, are you?

So tell them,

that you've been rounded up by mistake.

They got those new DNA scanners,
they can tell right away if you're human.

- I just don't get it man.
- No you don't.

You need a conscious for that.

You shut the hell up scum freak.

In the twenty-first century,

an alien species known as the Taelons

came to Earth with a promise of peace.

They lied...

Their true agenda was to dominate us.

After years of struggle
the Taelons have perished,

leaving more aggressive beings
in their wake,

the Atavus.

Synchro / Transcript: Team Trad EFC

www.seriestele.net

My name is Ren�e Palmer.

My mission is to stop this new species
from dominating our planet.

This is Earth Final Conflict.

...

Season 5 Episode 16

- Calling central. Central, come in.
- Central.

HQ this is Alpha Heavy
in the south west sector of Molokai.

Energy screen's alerted to our presence.
Request clearance.

Inputting sat access code
on pre-assign frequency, over.

Access code accepted Alpha Heavy.

You are clear for drop-off.

You have thirty minutes for
prisoners transfer.

This is central headquarter signing off.

It doesn't make sense.

All Chase had to do was,

drop his weapon and tell that
commander unit he wasn't an hybrid.

- But he didn't. Why?
- I don't know why.

HQ, something's off here.

I don't see anyone at their post.

We are showing nothing unusual
on our monitors.

HQ, this is Alpha Heavy.
We've been hit! We've been hit!

- Ren�e, are you there?
- Chase, where are you?

I'm in...

some government-run...
terminal camp.

Where, I don't know.

The drop-off was a bust.

Hybrids attacked the transport van
when it drove in.

- Can you lock on his frequency?
- I'm working on it.

The whole place is surrounded
by some sort of...

energy curtain.

One way in, no way out.

My guess is that they...

deport the hybrids here,
let them cannibalized each other.

I can't track the signal.
It's getting weaker.

Molokai,
I think that's how the driver called it.

OK Chase, you hang in.
I'm coming in for you.

Don't you think about busting in here.

I came here on my own accord,
do you understand?

I just called, to say...

Chase!

I lost him.

What did he mean, of...
"of his own accord"?

He just hitch the ride into hell,
who is this guy?

Someone who saved my life...

couple of years ago.

- Happy New Year, sweetheart.
- Don't... sweetheart me!

Since when the government started
setting up hybrid-internment camps?

- What are you talking about?
- A place called Molokai, for starters.

Yeah, it sounds familiar, huh?

Well, a good friend of mine

was mistakenly rounded up,
and deported there tonight.

Oh, for God sake.

Yeah, Molokai...

is it that the Hawaiian island where they
exiled lepers a couple hundred years ago?

Lepers, hybrids. What's the diff?
Look Ren�e...

- this is all highly classified.
- Oh, no doubt.

Every government agency,
every international law agency,

they're all in on it. I can assure you.

The only assurance I want,
is that my friend Chase McBride

will be pulled out that place
within the hour.

Ren�e my hands are tied.

Send in a tactical squad.
You have the clout.

If I send in a team,
I'm admitting the place exists.

And it's just one life, right?

- Not worth for risking exposure.
- Oh, Ren�e...

we had to do something before
the thing got completely out of hand.

Molokai exists,
because we need it to exist!

Oh, come on! It's not like you haven't
resorted to extreme measures before.

Only in self-defence.

Only to protect human life.

And I owe this man my life.

- So you won't help me.
- Look, Ren�e, listen to me.

The place is a hell hole.

I just receive fresh intel that
the inmates are running the asylum.

So if you go in there,
I can't offer you protection.

Yeah well, tell me something Director,

what if you were trapped
inside that hell hole?

What you want me to do then?

Just walk away.

So,

give it up?

Which one of you dogs is responsible
for bringing down that transport van?

I am, Smoke.

Nathan.

Did you get the battery,

- communications gear and whatnot?
- Right here, Smoke. Right here.

Sweet.

- Nathan, sweet.
- Thanks.

But I'm confused.

I... I must be confused,
because I thought...

that the idea was, was supposed
to break out of this dump.

That's right Smoke.
That's what the take down was for.

But hang on a second,
your urges take priority, Nathan.

You did!

You fed on that soldier,

wasting a golden opportunity to...

gain the

- security enclosures access code.
- Smoke, I got it all right here.

At the very least Nathan,
we could have, you know,

posted a windows in this damn thing,
and...

SOSed up a message to our mothership.

- Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry.
- You know!

- You're right, I just wasn't thinking.
- It's alright.

I know.

Oh God, I know.
I mean...

fresh life force like that,
you know...

there's not that kind
of supply around here,

and a van full of humans...

What the hell, a lot better
than the livestock

the Army has been feeding us lately,
isn't it?

I just couldn't help myself.

I know the feeling.

Have them patrol, on the perimeter.

- Do they know the perimeter is?
- Yeah.

It's like circling the wagons, dogs.
Go, go, go go!

Let's hope the Army is stupid enough
to come and retrieve the dead.

Right.

Look,

I already told you there was
frequency distortion on Chase's global.

There's no way I can pinpoint
an exact location.

All I can tell you is that is
somewhere within a fifty miles radius

over Eastern Virginia.

You also said his global frequency
had a military signature.

So check if anything in that
fifty square miles radius is either

owned or leased by the government.

Right. Good idea.
I'm just checking.

OK, there's an old army weapons storage
facility, on the outskirts of Rockdale.

Now they're storing hybrids.

My GPS scan shows a...

a dome shaped security curtain
covering the site now.

An island all to itself...
Molokai.

I'm sending you the coordinates.
But I...

I can't break through
the security signals,

there's a triple firewall
installed on that curtain.

Coordinates received.

OK, I send the shuttle down.

Why are you doing this?

Your friend deliberately
put himself in harm's way,

- and yet you still willing to risk?
- When I was left for dead,

Chase was the only one
who refused to give up on me.

End of discussion.

OK, I'm down.

Ren�e, this is suicide.
You don't even if Chase is still alive.

Well, that's the first thing
I've got to find out.

OK, the shuttle is cloaked.
I'm moving in.

Ren�e,

something closing at your position.

OK, I'm safe.

I'm at the south gate.

Watch my back.

I think, I found a ripple here.

OK, I'm in,
but my field disruptor looks fried.

They must have increased
the voltage on the curtain.

Street?
You hear me?

Ren�e?

Ren�e!

What is happening down there,
Sandoval?

Who went to great lengths
to create a legion of hybrids?

But now I'm getting reports
that many have been taken captive.

Whereabouts are unknown.

What did you expect?

I warned you against exposing your presence

before the proper time.
Now there's paranoia and panic on Earth.

- I want answers, not a lecture.
- Then watch SatNews.

So,

you side with your own species,

is there anyone you won't betray?

I never betrayed you, Howlyn.

Then tell me,
something worth hearing!

As I said,

world's governments are taking
a very hardline on hybrids.

They've developed DNA scanners,
that can profile your subjects.

Those who resist arrest,

are eliminated
by special Army assault units.

- And those cowards who surrender?
- Deported,

where, I don't know.

Find out!

That will be difficult.

You won't win your way back
into my trust with excuses Sandoval.

Portal him back.

Until he proves himself useful,

he's no longer welcome here.

Alright, the intruders entered here,

through south gate. Now, that the same area
where we took out that transport van.

Now,

if they had attacked to get in,

I'm thinking,
it's gotta be a military personnel.

For sure, well.

They're out on our turf now, right?
So,

where there's a way in, there's gonna be
a way out. So I want them found.

Found!
I do not want them harmed.

Tell the others,
and I don't want anymore screw-ups.

Right.

I'm on it.

Chase come in,
it's Ren�e.

Chase.

I'm looking for Smoke.
Is he here?

You're sure about that?

We go now?

I told you to stay clear, didn't I?

Sorry, I guess,
we had a bad connection.

No time for arguing, let's go.

Look at them,

trying to bleed water from a stone.

- No waste.
- Yeah, my heart weeps.

Yeah, they didn't ask to get hybridized.

- How do you know that?
- I know, OK.

Alright, none of them want join in
for an Atavus partnership,

they just happened to find their way
into hybrid joining chamber.

You've got something you want
to share with me Chase?

What?

Like, why you allowed yourself
to get captured

and transported here,
I mean all you had to do

outside that club was throw down your weapon,
put your hands in the air, but you didn't.

Why?

Look, we don't have time for this.

We'll make time.

You drag me to a New Year's party
to stock a hybrid

and then, you call me from hell.
I think I've got the right to know.

Alright.

I'm looking for someone.
A hybrid. A murderer.

I heard that he had been rounded up
by forces unknown.

Then I got a tip that...

put me onto that gleam
when we saw at the bar.

Figured we could...
you know, take him down,

press him for answers.

But when that Army assault team showed up,
I just went with the flow.

- And, here I am.
- No... here we are.

And whose fault is that?

You know, if you don't have a wife,
and a family, I'd be out of here.

Go ahead.
There's nothing standing in your way.

What are you saying?

I'm saying,

I miss my wife and folks.

I'm saying, they deserve better
than being...

cleaved and fed on by some
psycho Hun alien whatever.

I'm saying, I'm gonna find the one
who did it, and put him in a grave!

Easy, easy.

It's OK, it's OK.

He took my family from me.

My wife.
My folks.

- I'm so sorry.
- No.

He's got to pay.

OK, this hybrid

does he have a name?

Smoke.

He's here.
He's in hell.

No.

No, that's not good enough.

He went to the Police,

then he was zip by a special ops
deportation force.

Anybody knew
the whereabouts of Smoke.

When I checked out the local FBI,

I got nothing from them either.

Oh, yeah...

I talked to the bureau Director, he just
hid behind a wall of plausible denial.

Welcome to my pit.

- Let it drop, little bro.
- You drop her first.

I'm pretty good at killing people.

Alright.

I guess,
I'm gonna have to break her neck.

Don't!
Chase, don't.

Yeah.

I knew you choke under pressure,
you always did.

Sure it took you a lot of guts though.

Bust in through these gates of hell
just to come and see me.

Worth it.

She's very nice,

very, very nice.

I take it that you no longer
mourning the missis?

Let go of her!

This is between you and me, Smoke!

You know who I am?

No.

No...?

Is the name,
Ren�e Palmer ring a bell?

No... Then ask your boss,
Howlyn, about me.

Ren�e Palmer, it is her.

Howlyn's offering a reward
for her capture.

- Really?
- Really.

So you want to play it smart, huh?

See...

This guy...

he came here...

for revenge, I don't know
that's his business.

Me...

I'm here, on a...

on a law...

facts-finding mission
for amnesty international.

I'm not familiar with their facts.

Give us the facts, speak to
the room, it's all yours.

Well, it's clear...

that what's happening here is...

absolutely unconstitutional.

She's lying, Smoke!

From the beginning she's been
Atavus enemy number one.

Yeah, you're damn right, I am.
But why should not be, huh?

Look what the Atavus
have done to you, all of you.

You're done?

Good.

Done for all.

You two, have sneaked yourself in here,
and now you gonna get us all out.

- You want to go out?
- Yeah.

Then, you need me.

You want to know why?

Nobody gets out,

without one of these.

You see this?

A Taelon field disruptor.

Can get you out to freedom.

You want to see?

So go ahead.

Check it out!

Dammit, I warn her not to go
anywhere near that place.

She couldn't turn her back on a friend,
unlike some people I know.

Spare me the righteous indignation.

Look, Molokai is a classified
quarantine centre for hybrids,

its perimeter is guarded by
special forces, but at the moment

its inmates have commandeer the facility

which means there's no place for
a human being much less a female.

Thanks, Director.

I, now, have your recorded
audio-visual confirmation,

that a government-run internment camp
for hybrids does, indeed, exist.

Don't you play hard ball
with me young lady.

Then don't play dodge-ball
with me Director,

or my next call will be to SatNews
and believe you me,

they won't hesitate to air your
two-faced profile on prime time.

Alright, look...

I could try to get the sector
coordinates from the field C.O

and after that,
a rescue mission could be devised.

Am I hearing a commitment
somewhere in there?

You have my word, alright?

And you have my word.

If she doesn't show up...

You're going down.

Hey!

Sweetie.

Sorry about my breath.

Since you're here, you've sleep babe

You've been out for hours.

Get up!

- Where is Chase?
- Well, he's gone.

He is gone...
Well, he left you high and dry.

A Global.

Outstanding.

No service, sorry.

We know where there's a way in,
there's always a way out.

You know what this is?
This is a portable Portal.

Sweet.

And I assume, you know the locking
codes, and how to deactivate them.

Go to hell.

You can't say that to me.

Howlyn's not gonna be very happy
with me if I got you hurt,

but you start to get to me.

I'm not liking you right now.

To feed

or not to feed,

that's the question.

What...

come on...

you gonna take me tied up?

He's afraid,
I might give him a fight.

Of course,
that's your style, isn't it?

It's how you did to Chase's family?

What a man...

OK.

You win...

Babe.

Here you go.

You're not defenseless anymore, babe.

Your call.

You want to get on...

just get on...

Come on, go inside, Smoke!

Go inside, Smoke...

It took you a sweet time.

Don't run too far, little brother.

Don't run too far...

Your brother?

Yeah...

Come on.

I figure you're not close.

Why didn't you tell me Smoke
was your brother?

What difference would it make?

Well, when your own flesh and blood
kills your wife, and your...

- parents, I think that's a bit perturbing.
- He's not my flesh and blood...

Not anymore.

You two must have been close once.

It was always keenly between us.

Now it's what, killing your own kin?

I didn't murder my family.
He did.

- He's going down.
- Yeah, and then what?

You know that killing Smoke
won't bring your family back.

So you're suggesting I forgive,
and forget?

Little brotherly love?

No, what I'm saying, is these people
have lost their free will.

So because he's a hybrid
is not responsible?

Hybrids are victims, Chase.

Human mutations.

The Atavus, they're the ones responsible
for what happen to your family,

they're the ones turning us
against ourselves.

My brother...

He was always wrapped up for
some sort of power-trip.

That's why he joined the volunteers
when the Taelons were around.

My source says, he hooked up
with the hybrid recruitment cell.

So don't you talk to me about victims!

I'm sorry, Chase. I didn't know that.

Look, I didn't ask you to come here.

But, I'm sure as hell,
I'm not gonna let you stay.

So this is the game plan so far.

Somehow, we have to disrupt the energy
matrix to the containment curtain.

fire up your portable portal,
and get you the hell out.

And what about you?

Don't worry about me, come on.

Are you coming, or what?

Chase?
What's the condition of that van?

The entire electrical system's shut down.

What do you have in mind?

Back up a source of a power may be.

Enough to get
that thing up and rolling again.

A mobile ramrod.
I like it.

When everything's gonna fry
from headlights to taillights,

we'll get that
containment curtain down.

So, we have to leave
before impact, that's all.

Yeah, that's all.

Wilal a battery pack have
enough juice in it?

- Thirty seconds worth may be less.
- Well enough to portal you out.

You OK?

- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Let me see, let me see.

You're wounded.

I think, it's best you put operation
pay back on a hold for a while, huh?

At least, see if we can get
this thing starts first, OK?

Victims, huh?
More like animals.

Animals don't hunt their own brothers.

Bingo.

OK, we've got to hook a wire line
from the ignition switch,

to this battery pack.

This is not my forte.
Chase?

We've got work to do.
You wanna help me out?

Right.

Got it.

I go to the ignition.

If anyone finds up what I am up to,
my ass will be in a sling.

Talk to me.

Look, there's a couple of rips
in Molokai security curtain.

May be large enough to direct a pinpointed
Global frequency through to Ren�e's Global.

***. I'll just need
those sector coordinates.

Sir.

Thank you.

When this is all over,
why don't you come work for me?

Just being a sarcastically
way trying to be funny?

Come on Ren�e, pick up.

I'm getting something.

Sorry, wrong number.

No it's not. Not, if you're looking for
Miss Ren�e Palmer.

You must be leaking the roof somewhere,

how else could this signal
have gone through?

May I ask whose calling?

Director Urick of the FBI.

Where is Ren�e Palmer?

Well, she's indisposed at the moment,
but if you have a message,

I'll try and find her,
and pass it on to her.

Tell her we're coming for her and Chase.

And if you so much as touched
a hair on her head...

You'll do what?

Deny me another parole.
Cut off my weekly ration of live beef.

It's too late, supper's over,
she's gone.

The rip's in the south west sector.

Who are you calling?

Who are you?

My name is Smoke McBride.
I'm with...

fellow hybrids imprisoned down here,
where exactly I'm not sure.

Lock on to his frequency coordinates.

I congratulate you on your
resourcefulness Mister McBride.

We've been searching for
a number of our human

brethren for some time.

To tell you the truth,
we're on a bit on a bad way down here.

They've got us...

enclosed in this energy
containment curtain, and

they're forcing us systematically to feed
on one another, it's not very pleasant, sir.

Patience, brother.

We'll find you.

Right.

I've one more thing to report:

Ren�e Palmer busted her way
in here last night,

I don't think she find a way out yet.

Make sure she doesn't.

Find her then seize her,

and I'll prepare a king's feast
for all of you.

Salute.

Salute.

Did you get the coordinates?

OK, we wired for ignition.
Go ahead.

Well, here goes.

Dammit, it's not working.

OK, hold on just a sec.
I'm trying another feed.

Try again.

Here goes Smoke!

Take your portal,
and get this thing in gear!

No, Chase! Wait!

Leave now, Ren�e!

Just go!

Let's say we end this, little brother.

What are you waiting for?

You...

You want to put the bats down?

Easy...

That was very, very lucky.

What happened to brotherly love?

Died with the rest of our family.

Why did you do it?

Why didn't stop yourself?

Jenny...

Mum...

Dad...

They loved you.

They did?

Oh... This is...

Chase, come on!
Get in!

Oh, what am I doing?

Go!

You should have left me.

You may not care whether or not
you live or die, but I do!

You were right, you know.

Vengeance is ***

Chase! Behind you!

Stay away...

No...

I'm sorry, Chase...

I couldn't help myself...

What are you waiting for?

Start the portal,
send a retrieval team down. Now!

I can't, sir. The containment
curtain's already closed.

- They'll fry.
- No!

Long night?

Enlightening.

Very enlightening.

Your sister in arms, Miss Street,

tells me that
you already send a video archive

to the Justice Department,
and the media.

You hate me, now, Hubble?

No.

Actually...

somewhere under
this politically thick skin,

there's a man who fervently
adores and admires you.

And I can't tell you how glad I am that
you got out of the hell of Molokai.

Hell it was.

Miss Street told me about Chase McBride,

what happened to his family.

- I'm sorry, Ren�e
- Yeah, so am I.

So am I...

We've got to find another way, Hubble.

I know.

A more human way.

I know.

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