In the future,
my son will lead mankind in a war against Skynet,
a computer system programmed to destroy the world.
It has sent machines back through time...
some to kill him...
one to protect him.
Today we fight to stop Skynet from ever being created.
To change our future.
To change his fate.
The war to save mankind begins now.
Season 1 Episode 5 Queen's Gambit (v. 1.00)
http://Projet-SG.net Transcript: Sadgeezer.com
Previously on Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles...
He's here.
Are you forgetting that I blew his head off?
- He came through. He knows we're here. - It's just a head.
We're programmed to repair ourselves.
We're programmed to blend in.
- There are other people here. - Resistance fighters.
Humans sent back from the future by John.
Who have money and guns.
Jumper outside the gym!
It's my new friend.
- The crying one. - We gotta help her!
No.
I need you to look at these photographs. Tell me if you recognize anybody.
The young one. His name is Andrew Goode.
He was an intern at Cyberdyne one summer.
Do you wanna have dinner with me?
My turk plays chess at at level that could defeat
every human player that's ever lived,
- and probably ever will live. - You talk about it like it's human.
You never know.
Andy Goode must be killed.
Of all the training my son received in the jungles of Central America,
nothing prepared him better for combat
than the game of chess.
It taught him almost everything he needed to know about war.
That to win you must be patient,
bold,
calculating,
and most of all...
willing to sacrifice.
Andy.
Haven't heard from you in a while.
Sorry I've been out of touch. But after the fire in my house...
How can I explain? It was kind of a blessing.
- Can you meet me? - Where are you?
A hotel in Pasadena. I'm checking into a tournament.
A tournament?
Yeah, you know, chess.
Charley Dixon? Agent Kester, FBI.
- I need to ask you a few questions. - What is this about?
Sarah Connor.
Are you really good at math?
Yes.
You wanna do mine?
Yes.
We got a problem.
Andy Goode rebuilt his chess computer.
The Turk.
- But you napalmed it. - Apparently
he spent every minute since then in a coffee shop in Van Nuys
rewriting the code from memory.
A good code is like a song in your head. It's gotta come out.
The song might just blow up the world.
You should have killed him when you had the chance.
And I'm surprised it's taken you this long to bring that up.
I'm doing John's homework.
Andy entered it into a tournament.
- Computer versus human? - Computer versus computer.
It's the new thing.
These programs are too smart and powerful to play people anymore.
It gets better the more we talk about it.
You're going to school.
You and Tin miss can meet me there later.
You don't know anything about chess.
I know a little bit about Andy.
Besides, you can't be absent. Absent gets you on the radar.
Okay, I get it.
You go. Can I have some money for lunch?
Isn't this awesome?
God, I love robots.
Come here.
- So is this one better or worse? - Well, it's different, really.
More adaptable, but less predictable.
Not as powerful for now,
but quicker on its feet.
It has a hunger for learning,
- but sometimes the lessons it learns... - Sounds more human.
Well, if you want an analogy, I'd say that Turk I
had grown into a brooding teenager,
and Turk II is still more of a precocious child.
Speaking of brooding and precocious,
this is my partner, Dimitri Shipkov.
I built the Turk, but Dimitri taught it to play chess.
She'll never sleep with you. Da, poka.
- You should plug that in. - Yep.
Don't listen to him. He's just worked up about the military contract.
We have a deal to split the money.
What military contract?
The one the winner gets.
Why don't you get your story straight? Is she dead or isn't she?
Sarah Connor survived the explosion in the bank vault.
So did her son.
Yeah, that was eight years ago. You guys just figured that out?
Yes.
Yes?
Yes, what?
We just figured that out.
Babe, who was that at the door?
Good morning, ma'am.
He's from the FBI.
I'm asking a few questions.
- Charley, is something wrong? - No.
- I'm looking for the Connors. - Sarah Connor?
Your ex?
- I'm looking for them here. - Here?
Mr. Dixon wanted to marry Sarah Connor before you.
She's alive. Maybe he's hiding her here.
What? I already told you, no.
No, okay?
Look, all due respect, Agent Kester,
the woman that I knew, Sarah Reese,
she blew herself up in a bank eight years ago.
I never knew,
and I do not know Sarah Connor.
If you see or hear anything, call me.
Any time,
I never sleep.
Just a reminder, grief counseling will be available in my office
throughout the week.
- What are they doing? - They're writing notes.
For Jordan.
She's dead.
Yeah, I remember watching her fall.
Me too.
How will she get the notes?
She won't.
But you said...
Sometimes things happen and they're so bad,
people don't know how to deal with their sadness.
They write it in a note.
But I thought people cried when they were sad.
Sometimes it's not enough.
Are you gonna...?
I didn't really know her.
I didn't either.
I like the note part.
Nice accent, white boy.
I have no idea what's with those guys. They're always messing with me.
Yeah, man, I've no idea.
I'm Morris.
John.
I saw you talking to Cheryl Weston this morning.
Maybe no one told you cause you're new but she's damaged goods.
She's my chem partner.
- Do you know her or something? - No one knows her.
Something crazy went on at the last school she was in, but
no one knows what it is.
Her dad's got her locked down tight.
It's a pretty boring rumor.
It's truth.
Not much of it.
I'm just looking out for you, bro.
Yeah, you and everyone else.
An extremely close match
between the American and
Japanese computers here in the finals.
The Americans, led by programmer
Andrew Goode, have a slight positional advantage.
The Japanese seize control of the center
with bishop to C5.
Do you know how many grand masters are here?
How's Andy doing?
Well, that depends on what your plans are for Andy.
On the one hand, he's in the final round,
on the other hand...
the winner gets a military contract.
Military?
Are you serious?
What do we do?
Cheer very hard for the Japanese
or Cameron will kill him.
An unorthodox move by the Japanese,
leaving their queen hanging on D6 square.
The American computer calculating a response.
- What just happened? - That bishop on C5
totally hammered him.
Black's in total zugzwang.
Translation?
The Japanese just lost their queen.
They're in big trouble.
Andy's gonna win.
So that was quite a speech earlier.
With the agent.
That wasn't a speech, it's was just...
it's just what it was.
What it was, was a lie.
What?
A lie.
You have a tell.
A what? A tell?
You have a tell.
When you lie.
Do you know why you love me, Charley?
I'm gonna tell you why you love me.
It's cause I'm not that girl.
I'm not that jealous girl.
I'm not that insecure girl.
I'm not that petty girl.
- Of course not. - Yeah, so just don't
make me into that girl by lying to me.
If that woman is alive, if you've seen her...
this is important.
I saw John.
What?
Where?
Here.
In our house.
In our house?
What did he want?
I don't know.
I think he just wanted to see me.
What are you gonna do about it?
I don't know.
They're fugitives, Charlie.
They're dangerous people.
Sarah's not dangerous.
Maybe not the Sarah you knew.
Sarah Reese, but Sarah Connor killed a man.
- We don't know that. - Well, what do we know?
What do you know?
The Japanese desperately hoping
for counterplay after the disastrous loss
of their queen.
Victory appears imminent
for the Americans.
Andy Goode's Turk seized control of the match in the middle game,
and now appears just moves away from winning.
Rook to C2.
Checkmate. A shocking turn of events.
The Japanese team has won the tournament
and the military contract.
It's over.
- Andy lost. - But the other team...
They didn't lose their queen, they sacrificed it.
Just like Byrne-Fischer all over again.
Byrne-Fischer, 1956?
- Never mind. The point is... - The Turk fell for a trap?
It's like it just... choked.
So now, what?
- We go after them now? - No, their names
weren't in the safe house.
Andy's was.
What computational error? You put the bishop on E6 to begin with!
I can't help it if it's stupid!
Nobody's gonna want Andy's program now.
- That thing's kind of crazy. - He could still be a threat.
- It could still become Skynet. - It could also become Pong.
What are you gonna do?
I don't know.
Maybe I'll just sit Andy down and tell him everything.
Andy.
Who are you?
Put your hands above your head!
Do it now!
Turn!
Spread 'em!
Put your hands behind your back.
Over here.
I'm so sorry, Andy.
What's this?
You should write Andy a note
if you can't cry.
Doesn't bother you that he's dead, does it?
The world is safer without him.
That was way too easy.
LAPD firewalls really blow.
- Show me what you found. - Okay.
No name,
but
he's got this tattoo on his arm.
He's one of them.
That's a tattoo from a Skynet work camp.
He's a resistance fighter.
From the future. Like the three guys in the safe house?
- He was the fourth. - Then you know him.
- In the future. - So do you.
He's one of your best soldiers.
They've been watching Andy Goode.
Doing surveillance.
Same as us.
Well, not exactly the same.
- He actually killed the guy. - That was not his mission.
You sent him here to wait for us.
Well, then I guess he changed his mind. A lot.
I have to talk to him.
Talk to him? How?
He's in lockdown.
Freeze.
What are you doing?
Math.
I already did your homework.
Yeah, I know, but I still have to take the test.
I need to know this stuff.
Then why did you ask me to do it?
Because maybe it's kinda hard to concentrate on geometry when
people keep dying around you.
You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?
You're grieving.
Grieving?
How do you know what grieving is?
I read all the notes.
Cameron Baum, Mr. Harris wants to see you.
I know this is difficult for you to talk about,
so I'm gonna need you to be strong.
Okay?
- Can you do that for me? - Yes.
I can be strong.
People say you were the last person
to speak with Jordan before she...
Died.
- Is that true? - I don't know.
Are you asking me if people say I was the last person to talk to Jordan,
or are you asking me if I was the last one to talk to her?
- I guess I'm asking if you were. - I don't know.
What did she say when you did talk to her?
I mean, was it something
upsetting for you to hear?
She said,
"You saw it, right?
"Right? You saw it?
It's so freakin' big and right out there."
She was talking about the graffiti?
It's freakin' big.
Yes.
Yes, it is.
And no.
No?
No, it wasn't upsetting for me to hear it.
Did Jordan mention any names?
Any specific people
that she was upset with?
Her parents.
- Anyone else? - The hall monitors.
Anyone else?
You ask that question a lot.
Is there anything else you want to tell me?
I don't think I told you anything.
Can I go now?
I'm done with grief counseling, and I feel much better.
Yeah,
please. Go.
Yo, John Doe, you got a visitor.
Those hurt?
Sometimes they crank those tight before they bring you in here.
That way, you might ask me to loosen them up.
And I am able to accommodate you in that.
It's a trick they do.
It gives us a connection.
But we already got a connection.
Your prints are everywhere.
Oven, light switch, toilet.
Safe.
Wasn't us who found it. But somebody did.
After the police thought they cleared the scene,
somebody came back and emptied the safe right quick.
Didn't force it either.
They knew the combination.
So.
We've got you running from the scene of Andrew Goode's murder.
And we've got you living at,
and disappearing from, and most likely returning
to the scene of these three murders.
All of which would be a prosecutorial bounty.
But I've also got forensic evidence,
linking this
to this
and this.
Feeling connected yet?
What is it?
The forensic evidence linking all these people...
What is it?
Blood.
Not my blood.
No, not your blood.
And, technically, not even blood.
Some kind of synthetic.
Come on, man, help me out.
Tell me something I don't know.
We're all gonna die.
Yeah, I want him out of local custody today.
He has more to say and I want him on federal turf when he says it.
Yes, this is Cameron's mother.
Mrs. Baum, do you aware of the recent tragedy we've had here at school?
- Jordan somebody. - Tallen.
When I spoke to Cameron about it,
she seemed strangely
unaffected.
I'm sure you're doing all you can as a parent.
It's been overwhelming for all of us,
first with the tornado,
- then the move. - Tornado?
I'm sorry, she didn't mention that.
That might explain what I think
- might be post-traumatic stress. - You're gonna have to speak up.
You shouldn't be here.
- I know who you are. - And I know who you are.
Who else but Sarah Connor
would have burned down that poor kid's house?
It was you, wasn't it?
On Andy's porch that night. You've been watching.
You wanted to kill him,
the poor kid, and you did.
I didn't do it.
All I wanted was the Turk.
Somebody else killed him and took the machine.
What?
He was dead when I got there.
He was dead and the Turk was gone,
- and I hoped you'd done it. - You thought I killed him?
But you're here.
And the Turk is out there.
So we both failed.
You gotta get out of here.
If you haven't figured it out, I have a T-888 on my ass.
Now if you found me,
it will too.
- We should get you out. - Go.
Find the partner, the Russian. He's gotta be neck-deep in this also.
- You're dead in here. - Go!
Please.
I won't be the bastard who brings metal down on the Connors, so just go.
You're prettier than your picture.
Picture?
Yeah, it's actually how I clocked you.
My brother carried your snap for luck.
Who's your brother?
What does it matter?
You don't know the Reese boys, and you never will.
Reese boys?
Derek Reese.
Brother's Kyle.
When John sent Kyle Reese back to protect me,
we had two days together.
He told me about the future,
about the apocalypse,
and the terror of a world run by machines.
Kyle reese saved my life.
He gave me a son.
He never told me that he had a brother.
He never told me we would have family.
That in our grief we are not alone.
Cheri.
- Cheri. - Walk away.
John, please.
Lock and key, bro. Lock and key.
Mom's here.
Hi.
I'm Morris. Your brother's new best friend.
Cameron.
Nice grip.
Watch yourself.
Just lookin' out for ya.
Field trip.
I call shotgun.
I call 9-millimeter.
What's the ETA on my prisoner?
All right.
Drop it.
Now.
Run.
You stay close.
Take the jeep and follow us.
You metal bitch.
She's on our side.
T-888. Lose him.
- Let's go. - Where's Cameron?
- Leave her, let's go. - Let's go.
Stay back!
Get out!
Bring me the toolbox.
Switchblade.
Pliers.
We have to help him.
- Don't let it touch me. - We have to stop your bleeding.
- Get away. - Don't move.
You're increasing your blood loss.
I can't fix it.
You took a bullet outta me.
He has internal damage.
He needs medical attention, or he's gonna die.
A stun gun.
- Are you nuts? - He needs a doctor.
You're gonna go out and kidnap one?
There's an ER a mile away. It's almost dark.
Mom, this is crazy, all right. Even for you, it's insane.
- We have to save him. - And what happens when you get caught?
- We have to save him. - You don't know who he is.
He's your uncle.
He doesn't know.
He's your father's brother.
His name's Derek Reese.
John.
Two females,
approximately 5'6", 120 pounds,
overpower you and your partner,
ambush your secure vehicle,
and kidnap my prisoner.
That an accurate summation of what happened out here today, officer?
Yeah.
5'6".
If there is a flaw in chess as a game of war,
it is this:
unlike war,
the rules of chess are constant.
The pieces unchangeable.
You will never win the heart of a rook or the mind of a knight.
They are deaf to your arguments.
And so be it.
The goal of a chess game is total annihilation.
But, in war, even as the blood beats in your ears
and you race after your enemy,
there is the hope that saner minds than yours will stop you
before you reach your target.
In war,
unlike chess, rules can be changed.
Truces can be called.
The greatest of enemies can become the best of friends.
Derek.
He's not breathing.
Reese!
In war, there is hope.