Earth: Final Conflict

We can't go forward with the raid on the factory.

It's too risky.

But it's the only place in the country that manufactures Taelon weapons.

I mean, if we're gonna stand a chance against the Taelons,

then we have to arm ourselves with their technology.

I realized that, Julia, but we have to weigh the benefits against the cost.

Oh, listen to yourself, Mitch, you sound like an accountant.

Now, I thought we were freedom fighters.

- Hey, there's someone moving out there. - Where?

Two, at the northwest corner.

No, three.

Get down!

We're outgunned, retreat!

Cover me!

Everybody out, now! Keep moving!

Seal off the perimeter!

Check for booby traps. You, come with me.

Scatter! At least some of us can get away.

Go ahead, shoot!

Violence really is the only thing you Resistance people understand, isn't it?

You got that right.

Get up. You're coming with me.

We've got to keep moving!

Wait, wait.

Maybe she can be useful.

Someone's at the elevator.

I don't recognize her.

Yeah? Well, she's got a valid ID code from the North Carolina Resistance cell.

Let her in.

You in charge here?

That's right, but I don't think we've been introduced.

Julia. Charmed, I'm sure.

Alright, boss.

What do we do with her?

Subtitled by Axarion

They are the Companions.

Aliens come to Earth on a mission of peace.

Their true mission,

the secrets they hide, forever alter humanity.

Caught in the struggle between these Taelon Companions

and the Human Resistance is Liam Kincaid.

A man who is more than human.

The mysteries of his past hold the key to Earth's future

and the fate of mankind.

On Earth Final Conflict.

There is still no sign of the missing volunteer, Zo'or.

My team has been over the scene of her last mission.

They did find some blood, but it wasn't hers.

Then she must have been captured.

It is also possible that she deserted.

No, it is not.

I have seen to it that the volunteers are completely loyal to our cause.

Of course.

Then I would conjecture that she's being held captive by the Resistance.

In that case, retrieve her if possible.

But silence her at all costs.

I understand.

Did you ever stop to think that bringing this woman here

could be a serious breach of security?

Look, I may be new to this Resistance stuff,

but I'm not stupid, okay? She was sedated the whole time.

She isn't transmitting any signals that I can detect. It should be safe.

What's that thing on her face anyway?

It's a Taelon implant.

They give it to some of the humans who work with the mother ship.

So the one question is what's this one doing on Earth?

Whenever I asked about the volunteers, I've been told that they were

low level workers, supplementing the Taelon crew.

I'm wondering if this raid was an isolated incident.

We have lost contact with a couple of the local Resistance cells in the past month.

Well, if the volunteers are responsible, here's our opportunity to find out.

So, uh, how far are you guys willing to go?

This woman looks like she's hardly more than a teenager.

If you're expecting me to force a confession out of her,

then you came to the wrong place.

That's fine.

So what would you like to do? Just send her back to the mother ship?

Liam, I'm sure she's not suggesting that we torture this poor girl.

But it is a wonderful opportunity for us to study

what the Taelons' hidden agenda is.

So we hold her captive for the rest of her life,

and then maybe just kill her when she outlived her usefulness?

- No. - Wait, wait, wait.

Before this comes to blows, let me make a suggestion.

This woman's implant probably acts like a CVI

ensuring loyalty to the Taelons, right?

Well, if we remove it, then maybe she'll be willing to cooperate.

I'm severing the neurological interface now.

This implant is very different from a CVI.

It doesn't affect higher reasoning powers of the brains, so...

No motivational imperative, no mind control.

You mean the volunteers are acting under their own free will?

So much for Augur's theory.

This implant has been designed to enhance the senses

and reflexes of the subject.

The problem is that human body can't withstand

this kind of hyper-stimulation for very long.

- How long? - A few years at most.

She's already showing the signs of damage to her nervous system.

I wanna check her DNA against the personnel files on the mother ship.

If she works for Taelons, there should be some record of it.

Well, I'll get you a tissue sample then.

Humans sometimes do not appreciate their children as much they should.

Coming from a race which no longer bears children,

I find this particularly sad.

Noble sentiments, Da'an. Is that why you take kids away from their parents?

No.

I began the program to help young people who have not received

the attention and guidance they need to reach their full potential.

We provide them discipline and a sense of purpose.

And training in weapons?

Humans must be capable of defending this planet if necessary.

And that's the only reason?

Your concern is understandable.

You have witnessed Zo'or's bioengineering experiments on humans.

Let me assure you, that is not the case with the volunteers.

This is my program, and it is intended to benefit the participants.

And you give them Taelon implants?

Only with their consent.

And only if they have demonstrated the ability

to handle the sensory enhancement.

I approved the design of the implant myself. It is completely safe.

But why are you asking me this?

Do you have some reason to question the nature of the program?

No, I'm just curious.

If you'll excuse me.

Amanda Haynes.

19 last March.

All the recruits are between 17 and 22.

I couldn't get much more about them from the Taelon files.

It's all highly restricted.

We have to get somebody inside that volunteer program.

We could try and recruit one of them to our side,

which may take some time.

Or, you know, we could just send in one of our guys.

Someone the Taelons didn't know.

Let me guess.

You.

Well, do you have anyone else in your mind?

We couldn't just put you on the mother ship and send you to work.

We have to find out how the volunteers are recruited.

We'll have to ask Amanda.

Or her family.

Amanda, stop!

No closer!

You must be confused and frightened right now.

Let me explain what's happened.

Let me go!

I'm sorry, but I can't do that.

We removes your Taelon implant.

Your nervous system will need some time to adjust.

You had no right to do that!

It was killing you.

You're lying!

No.

I can show you...

I can show you the results of our analysis if you let me.

Hey.

My name is Liam. You have my word that I'm telling the truth,

and I promise that no one will hurt you.

Please.

Put the scalpel down.

Thank you.

Mrs. Haynes?

You need a room?

Actually we need to talk to you about your daughter, Amanda.

If you've came to arrest her, I can't help you.

The last I heard, she was working for those alien freaks.

Last you heard? When was that?

6 or 7 months ago, maybe.

You don't remember?

She was always a problem kid, out of control.

She was glad to leave, I was glad to see her go.

Look, I'm at work here.

- Are we just about done? - Yeah, just about.

Could you just tell us how she was recruited for the volunteer program?

Oh! She's dropped out, hasn't she? That's why you're looking for her.

You know it figures.

That kid could never stick to anything.

Could you just answer the question, ma'am?

Don't you have this on file?

Her school counselor sent her over to the Taelon friendship center.

He thought maybe they could her head screwed on straight.

Oh, it was either that, or ship her out to the Marines, right?

Yeah, right. Thanks for your time.

At least we solved one mystery.

We know why Amanda left home.

We wanna make you a prized candidate for the volunteers, so...

We fixed up a school transcript with good tests scores and bad grades

along with a few disciplinary problems.

So, I'm an underachiever with bad attitude.

Oh, but good potential. The ideal volunteer.

Now see, when you're in, we'll need a way of

keeping in contact with you, so, you'll need to use this.

It's a transmitter.

Oh, gee, and it's not even my birthday.

Listen, I don't mind providing

the odd goods and services for the Resistance,

but I draw the line at taking in roommates.

Well, maybe I can do something about that.