GOLIATH: 1,000 years ago,
superstition and the sword ruled.
It was a time of darkness.
It was a world of fear.
It was the age of gargoyles.
Stone by day,
warriors by night.
We were betrayed by the humans we had sworn to protect,
frozen in stone by a magic spell
for 1,000 years.
Now, here in Manhattan,
the spell is broken
and we live again.
We are Defenders of the Night.
We are gargoyles!
NARRATOR: Previously on Gargoyles...
REPORTER: Jon Carter. WVRN.
Any thoughts on all these gargoyle sightings, Detective?
ROBYN: You're talking about a virus?
A plague that could threaten the entire planet.
ELISA: Wait. We shouldn't...
There's someone else.
Yes... (SIGHS) No. Not really.
Our father spent his life hunting the demon!
We vowed to destroy her
and her monstrous race even if it takes 100 years!
(GASPS)
- (BEEPING) - Fire!
Tonight is the Hunter's Moon.
Our moon, my children.
Your great-grandfather died fighting the demon.
My father sought in vain for her all his life.
Tonight, it finally ends with me.
Just because our ancestors hunted gargoyles doesn't mean we have to.
CHARLES: It is our destiny as Canmores, Robyn.
Daddy, don't go! You'll get hurt!
Don't worry, Jonny.
I've trained all my life for this.
I cannot fail.
Look!
(GASPS)
It's over, demon!
(GROWLS)
(GRUNTS)
(BOTH GASP)
(SCREAMING)
(LAUGHING)
(SECURITY ALARM RINGING)
Come on! What's going on?
(GASPS) What have you done?
(GRUNTS) Jason?
I'll explain later. I promise.
(GROANS)
(POLICE SIRENS BLARE)
(GOLIATH GRUNTS)
(FAINTLY) Won't let go, can't let go.
Good thing Lex found that gadget on your shoulder.
GOLIATH: Yes.
It gave us just enough warning to take cover.
BROADWAY: Okay, Hudson.
Easy does it.
Leave me, lads.
The next attack.
We are clan.
Family.
We do not abandon each other.
We must go before they attack again.
HUDSON: We cannot abandon our home.
GOLIATH: Our home is no more, Hudson.
This time of our life is over.
And for that the Hunters will pay.
JON: No survivors.
Have your eyes checked, little brother.
I caught their exit.
Can you still track them?
Negative.
The tracer must have been damaged in the blast.
No way to find them now.
Au contraire.
All we need is a little help. And I know just how to get it.
This is Jon Carter with a WVRN special report
on the destruction of the 23rd precinct house
by the monsters known as gargoyles.
Urban myths no longer,
these creatures launched a completely unprovoked attack
against our city's finest.
OWEN: Obviously, the gargoyles did not destroy their own clock tower.
Maybe not, but anyone who saw that report is going to think they did.
The whole city will be hunting them now.
This is Jon Carter with a WVRN special report
on the destruction of the 23rd precinct house
by the monsters known as gargoyles.
It wasn't any gargoyles.
It was those Hunters and Detective Conover.
You mean the guy who saved your life.
I mean, the guy who drugged me,
broke into my apartment and left me there unconscious.
His real name is Jason Canmore, and he's not a cop.
Never was.
That's his father, Charles Canmore.
Died in Paris under mysterious circumstances 16 years ago.
His three kids have been leaving a trail of violence
behind them ever since.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES)
(CONTINUOUS BEEPING)
Ah, Robyn, I hoped I'd find you here.
I won't be in for a few days. I'm taking a working vacation.
Where can I reach you?
You can't.
Take a few days off.
Relax, enjoy life.
It's so fleeting.
ELISA: Goliath, please,
let the law handle this.
The law? What about justice?
Look, I'm sorry,
but you don't want justice,
you want vengeance.
She's right, Goliath.
What?
Look what this feud has cost us already.
That's exactly why we must have vengeance!
Or maybe that's why we should let it go.
Lexington, can you guide me to them?
(RELUCTANTLY) I think so.
They used this tracer to find us.
I should be able to trail their signal back to its source.
BROOKLYN: Listen, Goliath, you know we're with you.
Stay here!
That's an order!
LEXINGTON: (ON TRACER DEVICE) The signal's getting stronger.
They should be right there.
They're not here.
LEXINGTON: Only one thing left to try, then.
On the back of the tracer there's a polarity switch.
Turn it and it'll bring the Hunters to you.
Have you decoded the disk?
Not yet. It's triple-encrypted.
Tracer's back online.
The gargoyles are right on top of us!
(GRUNTS)
ELISA: I don't suppose you can stop this?
I wish.
I ordered the clan to stay behind.
The clan did stay behind. But Elisa needed a lift.
(GASPS)
(GRUNTS)
Stay back!
(SCREAMS)
Stop this, please! Both of you!
Not while they live!
(GASPS)
(YELLING)
- (GRUNTS) - GOLIATH: No!
JON: Jason! BROADWAY: Elisa!
(MORTIFIED SCREAM)
(GASPING)
Elisa!
(ANGELA SOBBING)
We heard everything.
(NERVOUSLY) I... I...
(SIGHS) I wish I'd never kept this thing.
- We still need it. - (ANGELA SOBBING)
Tomorrow night is the Hunter's Moon.
It will be the last moon they ever see.
Elisa's death will be avenged.
JON: They killed him.
Just like the demon killed our father.
There was nothing you...
If I'd wiped them out in the tower, Jason would still be alive!
He was right about them.
They're all evil. And they will all pay!
Jon, I don't want to lose you, too.
(BEEPING)
(GASPS) The computer's decrypted the disk.
Operation Clean Slate.
The culmination of 500 years of preparation.
On holy ground, on the night of the Hunter's Moon,
I will cast the fulfillment spell inscribed upon the Medici Tablet.
The spell will bond the chemical disinfectant D/I-7
with the CV-1000 carrier virus.
This blend of science and sorcery
will disinfect the planet of all intelligent life,
fulfilling my greatest desire,
the complete destruction of the human race.
The Praying Gargoyle will protect me,
my daughter and my kind from the plague.
And gargoyles will take their rightful place as the rulers of this world.
I will take my rightful place.
Point Zero will be St. Damien's Cathedral.
Statistical specs follow.
Any more doubts?
(GASPS)
(COUGHING)
Just hold on, Elisa.
Hold on.
You do not have to come with me.
This clan stands or falls together.
And Elisa was one of the clan.
LEXINGTON: The signal's getting stronger.
Veer north.
- Look! The gargoyles! - Call the Police!
They're attacking again!
PILOT: Task Force, this is Recon One.
We have them. Repeat, we have the gargoyles.
MATT: Copy. Do not engage. Backup is on the way.
There she is!
Jon! Stop! What are you doing?
(GASPS)
LEXINGTON: You should be really close.
BROOKLYN: Uh, I'd say we found them.
LEXINGTON: Then I'm on my way!
Your evil scheming ends tonight, demon.
(GRUNTS)
(SNARLS)
I'll handle these monsters! You stop the demon!
Out of my way, demon-spawn!
We're not demons.
And we're not monsters.
We're gargoyles.
And we're going to teach you to respect the name.
This is Travis Marshall
reporting live from St. Damien's Cathedral,
where the N.Y.P.D.'s Gargoyle Task Force
has the condemned building cordoned off.
Even now, we can hear the sounds of some kind of battle taking place within.
- Oh! - Look! There's one!
(PEOPLE CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)
Why aren't the cops doing anything?
It's your call, Matt.
If we don't do something soon, we're gonna have a riot on our hands.
- I know. I know. - (POLICE SIREN BLARES)
(GRUNTS)
(SCREAMING IN ANGER)
(GRUNTS)
(ANGELA SNARLS)
(GROWLS)
(ROARS)
(ANGELA SNARLS)
(GRUNTS)
Not a good night to be a bad guy.
A matter of moments and the world is ours.
BROOKLYN: Sorry.
Last minute change in plans.
(GRUNTS)
You're the one we want, you took my brother from me.
You'll join him soon enough.
(ROARING)
(SNARLS)
ELISA: Goliath! Stop!
Elisa, you're alive!
HOW?
Jason, the Hunter, saved my life.
Jason, thank heaven!
Now help me! We can still destroy these monsters!
No. It's over.
We've all suffered for my stubbornness,
but I've finally come to my senses.
You were right, Jon,
these gargoyles are not our enemies.
No, I was wrong! They killed Dad.
They nearly killed you!
We've got to stop, Jon.
Before it's too late.
No! The demon!
She's going to destroy us all!
(BROOKLYN CRIES IN PAIN)
Brooklyn!
- Jason! Look out! - No!
(SCREAMS)
(FAINTLY) It has to stop.
(POLICE SIRENS WAILING)
We've got him.
Stop Demona.
What have I done?
ROBYN: (IN TEARS) Jon, help me.
We can still save him. I know we can.
What have I...
What have they done!
I will have my revenge! The hunt is not over!
ELISA: No! ROBYN: Jon! Wait!
You'll thank me for this later.
Don't hold your breath.
Demona!
What sorcery is this?
She's already cast a spell.
My Latin's rusty, but it can't be good news.
(CHUCKLES) Oh, but it is.
All I have to do is shatter this vial
and all humanity will be destroyed!
Only our kind will survive,
thanks to the power of the Praying Gargoyle!
Now spread your evil, if you dare.
We can all die together.
You and I, the whole clan...
And our daughter.
(SCREAM OF RAGE)
- Catch! - No!
(GRUNTS)
You guys better get out of here.
Matt won't be able to stall them outside forever.
ROBYN: I don't understand.
He risked his life to save us all.
That's what he does.
That's who he is.
(CROWD SHOUTS ANGRILY)
Look! That's her!
Well, if the cops aren't going to do anything, we will.
It's now or never, Detective.
All right, signal the choppers.
We're going in. But I want them alive.
Elisa says we have to go! Now!
(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)
PILOT: (AMPLIFIED) Stop where you are!
We're surrounded!
Could I interest you in a ride?
It appears we have no choice.
Hold your fire! That's an order.
- Hi. - Hi.
Did they tell you?
Severed spine.
Paralyzed from the waist down.
I'm sorry.
I'm not too thrilled myself.
But it's not my body that needs the most healing.
I'd like to help you,
if you'll let me.
But I have to be honest.
There's someone else who will always come first.
I understand.
Have they found Jon?
No. He and Demona are still out there
hunting each other.
"JASON". And your friends?
ELISA: They're safe. I hope.
XANATOS: Of course, they're safe, Detective.
Goliath just saved the world.
More important, he saved my son.
The least I can do is reinstate his clan to their ancestral home.
What's the catch, Xanatos?
No catches. No tricks.
No strings.
The feud is over, Detective.
He's waiting for you.
(BARKING)
All right, boy, enough!
We're all glad to be back.
It feels weird.
Cool, but weird.
I was just getting used to the clock tower.
Oh, you'll love it here.
They've got an incredible kitchen,
and an even better library.
And so it begins. Gargoyles, Chapter Two.
Or is it Three? I've lost count.
So...
Things have come full circle.
Somehow, they always do.
You know how I feel about you, right?
(SLOWLY) How we both feel.
Yes.
Good.
Welcome home, Goliath.
Welcome home.