"Previously on Gene Roddenberry's Earth Final Conflict" "The human race is more useful to us alive, Howlyn." "The human race is nothing more than a vermine who evolve around our world." "My world!" "You could use the chambers to create hybrids." "You could enslave this planet rather than destroy it." "You are to be join with an Atavus." "You'll be back at work within the hour, with a new sense of purpose." "As a hybrid." " Raj'el, what is it?" " I sense... nearby the heat of mutation." "The victim is... human." "This is Eath final conflict how you handle this crisis will determine whether or not your species enters a golden age or disappears into the abyss." "..." "Your looking at recent victims of Atavus feedings." "And I believe the same goes *in Belize and Leeds.*" "I'm sorry Renée, I..." "I can't bring this to my producer." "I mean what am I looking at here really?" "Bizarre accident photos at a..." " paper recycling factory." " What?" "Do you think I'm playing games here?" "Since when our accident victims are carted around on a fork-lift?" "Look at them Melissa." "I'm sorry Renée." "Burnt flesh, cleave wounds." "All of them murdered by aliens." "I've got a dead line to make, I'm sorry." "Melissa!" "Wait." "please!" "Look..." "Whenever you needed a source, or an interview with any one at Doors International, I was there for you." "I always shot straight with you, you know that." "Now I'm asking for the same courtesy." "Renée." "Do you know how crazy this sounds?" "Mutant aliens!" "If there was anything to this, wouldn't Patrichio and the FBI be all over it?" "He's involve somehow." "I think you really need to get some help." "I need your help." "Good night." "Why won't you believe me?" "I believe you." "Who said that?" "Where are you?" " Where are you?" " Down town." "Down here." "Who are you?" "I'm your one true believer, Miss Palmer." "Theses aliens you're after, they're killing my people." "In the 21st 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 Team trad EFC" "Transcript Team trad.EFC" "My name is Renée Palmer." "My mission is to stop this new species from dominating our planet." "This is Earth Final Conflict" "Season 5" " Episode 4 SUBTERRA" "Hey!" "Nice dress." "Not that we have a..." "a dress code down under, for say." "I... guess your little... meet the press appearance, didn't go to well..." "Yeah... that..." "Melissa Donovan, she can be a real... real toughie sometimes." "Real... real toughie." "Real toughie." "And believe, I... know what... what it means when, when everyone treat you like, you know, you're a few, few..." "marble shiver bag, a few... a few, light bulbs shiver of a chandelier, few..." "few sandwiches for all of a pick-nick." "You know, it's very... it's very disconcerting." "It's very disconcerting, it's almost to drive a person, you know..." "Crazy?" "Well, well, I like to, I like to think of us being... sanity changed." "Joe, Joe..." "Joe." "Card-carrying member of the A.P.I in..." "TransGlobal Press School." "Right, and I'm Mother Teresa." "OK, OK, sorry, OK." "I admit, that was... that was a few showers ago." "Few baths, but I do..." "I do know the lay of the land..." "I do know the lay of the land..." "and I..." "I believe you." "I believe you." "I've seen what these..." "these creatures can do." "believe me, it ain't..." "it ain't pretty." "But you haven't actually..." "seen them?" "No, but... listen." "The belly of this city, it goes down seven levels, alright... there's a lot of mystery down there, lot of... lot of misery, lot of things that go bump in the night and I can show you Miss Palmer, because like I said, I'm a former reporter" "and nothing beats first hand exprience, I mean... you want the lead on this story, you..." "you follow me... you need irrefutable proof, right?" "Well, I need a SWAT team down here." "Wait a minute." "RENEE PALMER PARANOID OR PROPHET?" "I get it." "I suppose you gonna start, quoting me next." " Get yourself to rehab, pal!" " What?" "Wait." "Wait a minute." "Where..." "where are you going?" "Come back, I need you!" "I want you believe me." "Five minutes Melissa." "That's all I'm asking." "You know I really don't have time for this." "Then make time." "This is a record of global tracking data from FBI headquarters to the mother ship." "More specifically from acting director Patrichio to Ronald Sandoval." "Renée," "Sandoval's dead." "Wrong!" "He's very much alive, and in league with the atavus." "This is getting really tired, Renée." "You just don't get it, do you?" "He's in on the alien agenda and their modus operandi is either suck the life out of us or turn us into hybrids." "Yeah, food or fawner." "Got it." " This is no joke, Melissa." " Yes, it is a joke Renée." "a sick tragic joke, that's taken hold of your mind." "And you get the hell out of my car, before I call security." "Just do one thing for me Melissa." "Ask Patrichio... about his counter-terrorist days with Sandoval." "Greetings and salutations, Miss Palmer." "I don't mean to intrude on your heavy social calendar but... what are you doing about these aliens?" "Go away Joe, I'm really not in the mood." "You're not, you're not in the mood to deal with somebody like me, is that it?" "I'm not..." "I'm not a credible source, right?" "Anymore than you and you say?" "You and me we got lot in common, I mean, my e..." "my ex, she teats me the same way." "I always said her, you know, never judge a book by its cover." "Look Joe... if you want me to take you seriously... bring me evidence." "Solid proof." "What, you mean go down there by myself, and look for a photo op?" "No thanks!" "No way, I told you these things are feeding off my people down there," "It's like we're living at the "Cafe Atavus" with yours truly as the soup of the day." " You told me that already." " Okay," "The malls, the malls tell me that these aliens have a... have a have a built-in hand icer, like... finger nails, like..." "like glowing stalagmites that... that scissor when they... when they hit the flesh and then they, they... they reach in... to the heart." "I've seen the results and it's totally awful." "It's..." "OK." "You take me down to where you think they are." "This way." "You know they... they used to use these... these tracks for inner city cargo deliveries and... as a waste disposal." "You wanna..." "watch you don't touch this... third rail otherwise you get... 60,000 volts up your ***" " and that'll really ruin your day." " Thanks for the tip." "Welcome to my world." "Oh God, Maud!" "Maud what happened?" "Oh God." "God." "Oh God." "Tell me this isn't the work of one on your aliens." "Are we on the same page now miss Palmer?" "Yeah, Joe... we are." "No, no..." "it's okay... it's okay... it's okay." "You stay with her." "it's okay." "How many victims have you found down here?" "At least two dozen." "Two dozen!" "Have you talk to the police?" "You're kiding right?" "Like the police consider us a priority." "As far as they're concern, somebody is doing 'em a public service." "It's perfect." "Almost abandonned people." "Crime is easely overlooked." "Hey, tell that to her." "Joe I'm sorry, I'm didn't mean that way." "I..." "I..." "I don't care how you meant it." "I just..." "I want to know the way this things are, and I want them stop OK?" "I want them excavated, exterminated, eviscerated, asphyxiated..." "I don't care." "I know." "Then we gonna have to help each other." "Ma'am... ma'am," "I'm very sorry for your loss." "I want to find the aliens that did this." "Do you think you can tell me where it happened?" "Where you found the body?" "It's okay Maud, she's here to help." "The L line." "express level, near the Potomac station." "Thank you." "Allways this hot down here?" "Oh, it's hot and more where we tend to find the bodies." "Oh, listen... you mentioned that... in that interview I read that... this aliens strive on heat." "I wonder if that mean that they can't function properly in the cold?" "You catch on fast." "Depends on the time of day." "Definitely not around cocktail hour, uh?" "You catch on pretty fast yourself." "First thing locate the hotest area under the city, at least in this sector." "I'm picking up a thermal reading." "15 degrees in a quater mile west of here." "Takamatsu bank." "You know well we are, don't you?" "Lets go." "Shortcut." "Reading thermal spikes in every direction." "Ah, this is useless." "Are you sure you know where you're going?" "Garfell new stand on 7th, right there, and... over there is Fushy's bar and grill , 40 feet down the ****, dead ahead is ***." "Easy." "You're an underground compas." "Well you know my... my copy editor he..." "he always said I had a real noze for a story." "Now... now I've got eyes that see in the dark." "It's a pretty lead for combo, uh?" "Listen, do you, do you really think we gonna fing find something, you know alien, under the Takamatsu bank?" "It's the idea." "Oh, just going on your instincts, right?" "I did that once." "Once too often." "You sell yourself short Joe." "From what I've seen, you still got potential." "And you're a real charm." "What?" "We're here." "The Takamatsu bank." "It feels like somebody's turn the heat up of the boiler in there." "You're right." "Let's check it out." "Ok Joe, stand back." "D'you have a guess of what he's doing?" "I'm currently occupied." "You're taking notes Joe?" "Alien sub training, subterfudge ***" "It's really alive in there?" "Yeah." "So you gonna *** this place before the dragon *** make appearance?" "Oooh yeah." "Hurry up." "I think the tanning session's over." "Get back." "Get back." " Renée, he's human!" " Not anymore." "Get out of here Joe." "Go!" "Go!" "The hybrid chamber stationed at the Takamatsu bank has been destroyed." "Juda!" "Wouldn't it be better if we focus on who was responsible?" "Four chambers are indispensable." "I want Renée Palmer hunted down and killed immediately." "Howlyn has made it clear." "He doesn't want her harmed." "Yes well, his obssession with this human is growing tiresome." "Well, as is hers." "We'll send a clean-up group to the decimated chamber site and proceed as planed." "My colleague is making final arrangement for the media gathering at the D.C club." "I think, with a little baiting we both know who we can expect as an uninvited guest." "Yes, for once miss Palmer's tenacity will work to our advantage." "Adios Atavus, that's enough through my mouth." "Off my by line, I'm off this ***." "Easy Joe." "Take it easy." "I mean, it's... it's gonna get out anyway right, I mean..." "I mean if enough people get *** or... or... or just, the people are gonna get wise" " and so why... why... why should I..." " Joe, calm down and look at me okay?" "Have you seen those eyes?" "It's your story now..." " you're the guy!" " No no no." "Yeah, yeah, king of the underground remember?" "Well... well..." "I'm..." "I'm abdicated my throne..." " I'm not gonna get outside..." " You quite on me now?" " I mean gonna stay outside..." " Quite on the story," " no more aliens... no more hybrid." " where is the journalism integrity now, uh?" "Don't talk to me about integrity!" "I..." "I know from..." "I know from integrity, and let me tell you something that it's... it's... it's just nothing but a..." "a big fat end line... and a... kick out the door." "What happen to you Joe?" "I broke a s..." "I broke a story." "A big... a big story crashed to big scandale about... about America's favorite senator," "Margaret Miller, *** from New England." "Oh God." "The sex triangle." "And I..." "I had to run with it." "So say my ego and my editor." "I mean," "I didn't think she take it so hard, I mean, you meet politicians and they... they seem so thick skined." "But... my sources didn't inform me that this senator had a little problem" "called clinical depression." "Joe." "She had... she had two little..." "little kids, you know?" "And they just found... found her." "Fine yeah, I'm..." "I'm the guy." "Joe, you listen to me." "Senator Miller couldn't face her past." "She couldn't... summun the fight to regain her credibitity but... you can." "I know you can." "And I need you now Joe." "It's been a... it's been a long time since anybody said that to me" "Where is my stuff?" "Oh, well... hum..." "I sort of incinerated them and then buried the ashes." "But I clear out some things for you." "They... they shoud fit." " Thanks." " Sure." "Oh you know Street I'm not having any luck here." "Can you find out anything more on that..." "FBI press party tonight, maybe..." "hack into the D.C computer pull an invite list?" " You got it." " So... who's the clothes that I'm putting on?" "An old boy friend?" "No no, a good friend." "Someone who have been very helpful, his name is Liam Kincaid." "Liam..." "Liam Kincaid!" "Yeah." "The former Companion protector?" "And leader of the anti-taelon resistance movement." "Right, right right, I..." "I wrote a few articles on him." "He was... he was a really gutsy guy." "Yeah, to say the least." "I... you know what, maybe not that jacket." "I'll..." "I'll get you something else." "Listen, I'm... you know I..." "I..." "I know I'm not all together up here, but I..." "I do know how tough it is to lose somebody you care for." "I've got it." "VIP list for tonight's FBI rave." "Ooh you're good." "Looks like everbody is anyboby in the media." "Not to mention the talk-brass of the bureau, the acting director Patrichio..." "Ronald Sandoval." "Sandoval?" "That Taelon psycho-fanatic I thought he was dead." "Nope, he's alive and well." "And the last minut additioned to the guest list why?" "Of course..." "Patrichio is gonna exonerate him in front the media." "What?" "That's got to be it." "He's gonna... be free to push the alien agenda with a gun and a badge." "Wait a minute, wait a minute, scroll back, scoll back." "Melissa, my ex is gonna be there." "Hold on." " Melissa Donovan is your ex wife?" " Yeah we wear it for six years." " It's unbelievable." " What's unbelievable about it?" "Nothing, it's just..." "So... what went wrong?" "We... we were both you know upstanding journalist and... very happy and I wrote that story about the senator, and... *** from bad ***, I had a little breakdown... a little booz," "a little stretch of unemployment and a... a very big divorce." " I'm sorry Joe." " Yeah, me too, me too, I guess..." "I couldn't handle of a fall over She couldn't handle a guy falling apart." "Well... tonight it's your chance, to show her what you're made of." "And..." "like they say," ""Truth will set you free"." " I don't believe this!" " It's been developements," "I have new information." "Listen to her Melissa." "Joe?" "In a... in a flesh." "Hey, we've got really hot scoop here." "I mean... maybe we could share the by-line you and me." "We... we... we could cover the story together just like old times, huh?" "New developements?" "Is it the listenning the help of a drunk demented lunatic?" "You're both sort of fireball." "If we're insane..." "then you're blind." "You're no longer the journalist I thought you were Melissa." "And not much of a human being than that." "I'm late." "Melissa, so glad you could come." "So..." "I bet you dying to know why" " we the bureau alerted the media." "Thank." " You welcome." "As a matter of fact, I am." "Well... say hello to Ronald Sandoval." "One of our most distinguish agents." "Miss Donovan." "A pleasure." "So you're really alive?" "Yes, yes." "We finally brought him in from the cold, up from under his deep cover on the Taelon mothership." "You're working for the Taelons..." "undercover." "Oh no, I was working for humanity..." "undercover" "Well, he certainely wasn't standing at the right hand of Zo'or by choice, I can tell you that." "So... this must be a very special night for you." "Oh yes... very special indeed." "Please." "Joe!" "Where are you?" "Joe don't!" "Joe please." "Why, what's the point?" "You... you heard what she said." "We're... we're sort of fireball, nobody... nobody believes us." "Our sources are unconfirmed" "So, who cares of she believes either one of us." "I do." "Joe..." "Joe sh'e a reporter, a journalist." "You know as well as anyone that requires a hefty dose of scepticism, come on." "Joe..." "Joe look at me." "You believe in me, right?" "And I believe in you." "Now I need you to believe in yourself." "Now or never." "It's OK." "OK, OK, OK..." "Look, the... the FBI have manned all the doors to the club right, but we... we can still get in from underneath..." "we gonna have to go... deep, and I mean..." "I mean:" ""black ink deep"." "And we gonna have to get in touch with the mall." " A what?" " A mall... a mall, a deep-dweller." "The truer guide through the powers of hell." "So this whole deep cover background of Sandoval, it's amazing." "Well, he's one amazing field agent" "That why the bureau had decided to share his official exoneration with your fellow members of the press." "Who in turn will share it with the public at large." "Well, the media made a monster of him, so that is only fair that the media state the facts, you know." "The facts... yes, speaking of wich would you care to comment on yours and agent Sandoval close personal relation ship?" "I'm sorry?" "Ryan." "As soon as you were named acting director of the FBI," "I went sluming through your bio in the bureau's archives, you and agent Sandoval served in same unit." "What... what it is...?" "special...?" "That was a classified operation, but yes, we served together." "Yeah," "I can't help but wonder if... you *** bonding back then had anything to do with you heading up the bureau's conduct review panel on this case." "Or you're pushing his exonaration on us tonight." "You're taking quite a leap Melissa." "I understand if you don't want to go on the record." "Listen," "I don't like my agents talking to the press, but maybe it's best we clear the ariness like you talk to the source." "How does an exclusive with agent Sandoval sound?" "Well, I mean, would that... satisfy your insatiable curiosity?" "For the moment... yes." " We're here yet?" " That's enough." "You're lost?" "I thought you know your way down here." "Down, but not around." "The truth is, I've never been this deep before." "You know I'm third level dweller, I'm not a..." "I'm not a mall." "What's that?" "Oh it's, just bound sounds." "We've got to get to the D.C club, we're runnig out of time here." "Hello?" "Hello." "Renée!" """ " Hold it!" " No no!" "Don't shoot!" "He's a mall... he's a mall, see?" "See?" "He... he probably hasn't seen the light of day in years, not to mention visitors." "OK guy, so sorry about the light." "No worries, we're... we're not gonna hurt you." "I'm Joe." "Listen to me, we got a bunch of serious beasties running round down here... not of the human variety." "Have you seen anything matching that description?" "Can you... can you point us in the right direction?" "We're looking for the D.C club." "I've got to admit Joe, you're the first guy I'd met is willing to *** and ask for directions." "Here we are." "DC club basement level." "We should tip him." " Here go pal." " Thanks." "Breaking story by want us to grant to be witness, uh?" "Lets take a look." "She's got more toys than Santa Claus." "Melissa!" "I was just telling Ronald here how much it'd mean to you if he'd agreed to an interview." "No offence miss Donovan, but I'm not a fan of the press." "after all your peers went a great links," " to turn me onto a pariah." " Well, let me set the record straight." "Well I must admit you're one a few shown any journalistic integrity." "So you don't mind answering any straightforward questions?" "Mind?" "He'd be delighted, and that's an order agent Sandoval." " Great!" "About tomorrow?" " No... no, if we gonna do this, lets do it right now." "Tomorrow I might changed my mind... and resigned." "Well..." "Hey hey hey, it's a set up!" "." "Control the press, simple, turn them all to hybrids." "Street you're there?" "Yeah, where are you?" "The ground zero under the DC club." "I'm giving you the feed." "You see the hybrid chamber?" " I see it, but I can't believe it." " Pull a specs on the building." "I wanna take care of basis or I'll bring down the entire structure." "On it." "Okay, the chamber is no way near any stress support, so you'll just be doing a basement damage." "Sounds good." "What's going on?" "You wanted an exclusive..." "here it is." "Meet Juda." "Oh God." "Hey Joe, lets do this." "Oh no they... they've got her." "What?" "Who?" "Melissa." "They've got her." "No." "Joe..." "Joe stay with me, we can..." "we can get her out." "Out?" "It's over, they've got her!" "Joe!" " Joe come back here." " You're too late." " Now follow her inside the chamber." " What?" "And don't be frightened to ask all those probing questions you're so famous for." "Please don't make me do this." "Please... please, not in there!" "No!" "Let her go Sandoval." "Go go, faster, go go!" "My God Renée, I'm so sorry I don't believe you." " Save it for news at eleven." " You really think, you gonna walk out the front door of the DC club?" "Uh?" "Do you have any idea how many men I have covering this place?" "No worry, I'll plan on leaving in a blaze of glory." "See you try and cover thatup." "As a matter of fact, Ronald Sandoval wants to discuss that very matter." "Perhaps I could convince him to give you an exclusive." " Oh that would be wonderful." " Excuse me." "Patrichio!" "We have a problem namely miss Palmer, she's armed." " Get your men down here now!" " Right." "Agent Brails, Carter, I need you to..." "Handle them now." "It's a no way situation miss Palmer." "When those doors will open." "You are going to be ridded by three of my men." "Is that all?" "Joe, stay down." " You're alright Joe?" " Yeah." "Take Melissa undergroung now." "It's the only way out." "No, no, we... we..." "we're in this together, remember?" "You've got to trust me." "There are people under the city who can help you get out of here." "I cover you." "Wait for ma signal." "Joe!" "He'll help you." "Stand down miss Palmer, or your friend dies." "Don't do it Renée, I'm not worth it." "Stand down." "Juda no!" "That pleasure is reserve for Howlyn back on the mothership." "You're so pleased with yourself Sandoval." "I left a little "going away" present for you." "It set the detonate, in ten secondes." "Go." "... and last night there was a minor disturbance at the D.C club involving..." " Minor?" " a bunch of homeless individuals." "The motive thus far has been attribuated to a random act of violence." "No serious injuries reported." "What about the explosion?" "I thought the place was turn up side down." "It was." "Sandoval and Patrichio must done a quick map up." "If they thinking they gonna wash this, *I get another* thing come on!" "I know what I saw, and you know a true *** is two sources a fact." "Hold that pal." "Melissa!" " She alright?" "Where is she?" " Where are you?" "I'm at a hotel." "I'm okay, but I need you to get everything you can on these aliens." "I'm gonna blow the lit of this story." "I'll meet you in an hour at the old Jefferson station." "Alright, we could put something together." "We'll be there." "Great." "Joe, give me everything you got." "I'll transcribe it for you." "You're alright?" "Oh yeah yeah, no I just..." "I..." "I guess she did't mention me, uh?" "Hey." "You're her hero!" "Mine too." "Renée?" " Is that you?" " Yeah." "You're okay?" "I'm not totally sure." "I... think I'm gonna be needing some of that therapy I'm keep telling you to get." "Well I brought you what you ask for." "Everything we have compile on Atavus sor far." "Lab data, photo evidence, uh... video playback of you Sandoval and Juda in that basement that harbored the chamber." " It's all there." " This is great." "Just what I need to nail those criminals." "Trust me Renée, when I'm thru with them," "Patrichio is gonna behind bars, and Sandoval, he's gonna be vilified like a ****" "Your lips to the public's ears I can't ask for better." "Thank you." "Renée," "Look, I'm really sorry." "I..." "I should have listen to you sooner." "You save my life." "Well I... had a little help." "Joe." "I leave you two." "Good luck Joe." "You look... really good." "Yeak well..." "You dress me up but you just can't still take me anywhere." "Joe." "I..." "I wanna... say something to..." "I want you know that..." "I'm really sorry." "It's OK." "Hey?" "Are you coming?" "You know Mel, there was a... there was a time we made a..." "we made a... pretty good pair, you and me, uh?" "Both... both imprint and... and ***." "We certainely did." "Hey, hey!" "What?" "..." "What you do that for?" "It's too late Joe." "Melissa no." "It's time to eat." "Renéeeee!" "_^^^^_ ( O ." "O ) ( o )"