XIII: The Series

2x11 - "Punchout"

His name's Eriksen.

The guards call him Mister skin and bones.

Moz!?

Moz? What the hell are you doing here?

Cancun's overrated. I was betrayed by a woman.

You and me both.

Betty was kidnapped. We need to find her.

Wow you really have been here a while.

What do you mean?

You can talk, no one's listening.

No one cares what you say in here, not him anyhow.

Betty's here. She's with my double.

- I know who he is now. - What did you say?

You heard me. She's lost it.

She flipped sides she's with him now.

Like it or not. Her father is some...

Rich white man. Master of the world type.

Yeah I did some homework on my own.

How is she doing though?

You don't understand, do you? She betrayed you Moz.

I don't believe you. She wouldn't do that.

You know for a second there, I was really happy to see you.

- A friendly face in the darkness. - How do I know it's really you.

If I was him, do you think I'd be down there in this dump?

You've got a point.

Glad to see you, man. You're my boy!

- I'm really glad to see you. - Me too.

Now, uh... Tell me what kind of prison is this?

It's not a prison.

What's going on?

- You! - Me?

No. You! Behind you.

You!

Where are you taking him?!

Shut up or I take you instead.

Hey! I'm talking to you.

You want to go with him? You go!

You'll see with your own eyes.

Enough! You know the rules.

No fighting in here.

- Who the hell is he!? - They call him The Brain.

You're a brave man.

It'll be a pleasure to make your acquaintance

once I'm finished. I'll take his turn.

This is not the way it works, Mr. Brain. There are rules.

I'll take someone else. Please...

I'll go. I'm sorry, Eriksen.

- It's time for us to dance. - It's my 15 minutes, right?

Let's give these bastards their money's worth.

I'm glad it's you, Brain.

Thank you, friend.

Your face is familiar, did I meet you before?

- I get that a lot. - Maybe in another life.

Where are they taking them?

I was a secret agent, betrayed by my own people.

Robbed of my face, my memories, my history.

Hidden in my past is a secret that threatens all humanity.

I search for answers with nothing to hold onto

but the tattoo that has become my name.

I am Thirteen.

Terrence Pong murdered the heir to the Empire.

Xu is now decapitated.

I asked the board to meet because someone wants to talk to you.

Thank you, Betty. Gentlemen, let me introduce myself.

Some of you have known me in the past with another face.

My name is Victor Gong.

As a field agent for Xu, I have worn many faces.

And I've become acutely aware of our company's internal struggles.

Gents, something was rotten with the kingdom of Xu

and you've seen the results.

Terrence Pong was a traitor to both you and the interests of the company.

This is why I decided to take action.

I am the majority stockholder and as such,

I am appointing Betty Barnowsky as the new CEO.

- I'm sorry to interrupt you but I... - Wait, wait, wait.

- Who are you? - I'm Joe Wolf.

Inspector for financial operations in Europe

and the United Arab Emirates.

And I would like to know how in the world you and miss Barnowsky

managed to take control of Xu without advising anyone here?

This is General Guan Yu.

In the Western world, he's known as the Taoist God of War.

In Hong Kong, Triad members as well as police officers

worship him, because he was cunning and fierce.

Fine, but you haven't answered my question.

Who put you in charge?

How did you manage to take control of the corporation?

Call it a hostile takeover.

Madame President-elect?

Make another move and you'll be my next target.

My, my, you're...

you're a difficult person to get a hold of.

I was injured during a training exercise.

What can I do for you Madame President-elect?

You can call me Madame President.

I was told you're the one to talk to.

As a representative of your government,

I am sure you understand our common interests.

Would you be calling me regarding the HEARPE project by any chance?

I sent a gift to the CEO of Xu as a token of my good will.

- He never responded. - Terrence Pong is in jail for murder.

There's been a slight shift of power at Xu.

That's not good.

Mr. Pong has promised me copies of the Tesla letters.

- I need those papers, Mr. Wong. - I'll see what I can arrange.

Good.

I'm sure you're a man who can move things forward

whatever the cost.

And we'll enjoy a long and prosperous friendship.

Goddammit!!!

Dear Lord, please give me the strength to do your will

and vanquish my enemies.

The sound's the worst part.

They broadcast it live to torture us.

The question is: how do we get out of here?

There's no way. We're deep underground.

They have sensors, cameras, guards everywhere.

There's gotta be a way. betty and my double,

have taken over Xu. They have the Tesla letters.

God knows what they're gonna do with them.

I can't believe Betty's with him.

Something must have happened to her!

It's over. We have a winner.

- Oh, hell. - Fellas, you bailing out of here?

Making a move.

I want in. I wanna be part of it.

- Part of what? - The escape.

You got a plan, right? Lay it on me.

I've got money. I can make things happen on the outside.

Believe me! Big things!

I know you. You're that guy.

The fake cop who got me into this thing in a first place.

What's this? Some kind of conspiracy, just my luck...

- Shut up! - You shut up! Guards!

My back!

I'm good, I'm good!

- How did you end up here? - You tell me...

'Cause I don't know.

I rented out my studio,

to a big shot Britain for a lot of money cash.

Next thing I know, this crazy psycho chick shows up

sticks a knife in my face!

- Betty! - Betty!

- Who? - Go on.

I wind up here in this paradise. Thank you very much.

She's cleaning house.

Hey, white boy?

How you doin', love? Ohh, don't look at me like that.

We're all in the same boat, here. She's on a revenge warpath.

Eliminating anybody who has something to do with what happened to her.

- She wouldn't do that. - I don't even know her.

I wonder, which one of us is next.

You miss her?

You want to win a war, you have to make sacrifices.

I'll never get my face back.

Victor Gong is dead.

She's better off where she is.

Soon, HEARPE will be operational.

What are you going to do?

Anything I want. Bring down the Empire.

Maybe cause the end of the world. The options are unlimited.

I paved your way back. Now it's your turn to help me.

Cause the apocalypse if you feel like it.

But first help me bring my father down.

- All in good time. - You promised.

I want to see him beg, before he dies.

Yeah, I'll help you with your daddy-issues.

Once I'm done with this guy.

DAY 2

I thought I'd check in on you for old time's sake.

So... this is the pit?

- What do you want? - Victor has an interest in you.

A very special one. And I want to know why.

Why don't you ask him?

You should have helped me.

I thought I could count on you, but you let me down.

Like everyone else.

Well, you know what? I don't care anymore.

So, it's true, what he said. You sent us here!

Moz? What are you doing here?

You tell me.

What don't you ask your friend, Victor.

He has nothing to do with this. None of these people do.

You have to stop this. Free them.

I can't. It's too late.

Then I was right. You are your father's daughter!

Victor will have to do without you.

Excuse me, miss. Hi miss.

I don't know you. I have a lot... I have money.

We can work something out right?

No... please!

Please!

Ladies and gentlemen!

On my left, all the way from Hollywood, California

weighing in at a mere eighty kilos...

He's as unpredictable as he is wiry!

But can the man who defines box office bofo

beat the man with no name?!

Former CIA and world's most wanted terrorist.