Login Required

This content is restricted to University of Auckland staff and students. Log in with your username to view.

Log in

More about logging in

Anti-witch sentiment boils over as the Unit defends the first Witch Testing Centre at its grand opening. Anacostia and Scylla go undercover to follow the Camarilla.

Set in an alternate, present-day America, three young witches balance life, love and duty as they train together at the Fort Salem military academy.

Primary Title
  • Motherland: Fort Salem
Episode Title
  • Not Our Daughters
Date Broadcast
  • Thursday 3 March 2022
Start Time
  • 00 : 35
Finish Time
  • 01 : 20
Duration
  • 45:00
Series
  • 2
Episode
  • 4
Channel
  • TVNZ 2
Broadcaster
  • Television New Zealand
Programme Description
  • Set in an alternate, present-day America, three young witches balance life, love and duty as they train together at the Fort Salem military academy.
Episode Description
  • Anti-witch sentiment boils over as the Unit defends the first Witch Testing Centre at its grand opening. Anacostia and Scylla go undercover to follow the Camarilla.
Classification
  • M
Owning Collection
  • Chapman Archive
Broadcast Platform
  • Television
Languages
  • English
Captioning Languages
  • English
Captions
Live Broadcast
  • No
Rights Statement
  • Made for the University of Auckland's educational use as permitted by the Screenrights Licensing Agreement.
Subjects
  • Television programs--United States
  • Television programs--Canada
Genres
  • Drama
  • Fantasy
  • Science fiction
  • Thriller
- Charvel! - Welcome to War College, Sekhmet. I'm your coven leader. Call me M. - And you want me to handfast with Gregorio Shellbark? Pass. - There are things about the army and Alder that just don't sit right. - Bonnie and Shane, they seem pretty well connected. - Bonnie said Orsatti pays them to attend the vigils too, stir things up. If anyone's a link to the Camarilla higher-ups, it's this guy. - Your tribe just laid down and died instead of fighting the Camarilla. - My tribe was ambushed and murdered, Abigail. - (VOCALISES) - But what you can do, I've never seen anything like it. - SOBS: They're killing themselves. You stole my work! - It had to be done. You know that. - They already surrendered! Your heart is black, Sarah. - ABIGAIL: If Jem made a working that could stop a battle, then maybe it's time for another Bellweather to build a working. (COUGHS) (PATRIOTIC MUSIC PLAYS) - # Oh, beautiful # for spacious skies... - Your true greatness awaits. Hundreds of young women from all over the country are joining every day. Destiny calls upon each of us to protect this great nation in her own way. - # America. - Join today. Find your true self. Find your true power. - # With sisterhood... - Our voices are stronger together. Will you answer the call? And you won't be alone when you answer. We will meet our great nation's enemies with storm and fury. - # God shed Her grace on thee. - Join today. Find your true voice. - I found my voice. - I found my voice. - Find yours. (MYSTERIOUS MUSIC) Captions by Able. Captions were made with support from NZ On Air. www.able.co.nz Copyright Able 2021 (MUSIC CONTINUES) - Grafton has it in for me. - I think your tongue has it in for you. Try again. - (HESITANTLY SPEAKS MOTHERTONGUE) - Don't rush through it. (SPEAKS MOTHERTONGUE) ...library. - So Mothertongue for 'library' is 'library'? - No. There isn't a word for 'library' in Mothertongue. - So where did everybody keep their books back then? Hm? - On shelves, one assumes. - You should be careful about assumptions. Some people might get offended by them. - And maybe some people just need to get over themselves. - You know what? I'm... late (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) for Strategic Tactical anyway, so I should... (THUNDER RUMBLES) - Does anyone else know this was you? - The weather? It's best that they don't. - Why don't you just unbreak it? - In case you haven't noticed by the sexy gravel in my voice, my throat's blown out. Fixers say I'm on the mend, though. I was on my way to the mess to get some tea with honey if you want to come along. - Actually, I need to go pack my bag. - Why? Where are you going? - India. Khalida and the Hague think they may have found a new home for our people. - That's great. But you just got here, didn't you? - This has been made clear to me. I'm responsible for the rest of the Tarim having died. - Look, if that's how you took what I said, I didn't mean` - But you still said it. And you might not be entirely wrong. So helping the survivors get settled is the least I can do. Goodbye, Abigail. (SOLEMN MUSIC) (THUNDER RUMBLES) - # I'm a leader. I'm a soldier. # I'm an animal with supernatural powers. - Ah. - Keep making those noises, I'm gonna have to start asking questions. Are you still not talking to me? - I would only not be talking to you if I were upset about you abandoning me at the reception, which I'm not. - But sounds like you would have had your episode even if I had been there, right? - And you wouldn't have had yours if you'd just come along with me. - # Come on. Rocksteady. # - I would've just pushed myself too hard after you'd bunked down. Haven't you heard? I'm stubborn and opinionated and... (CLEARS THROAT) (COUGHS) Your turn. - So... when's Adil coming back? - Adil left? Because your voice isn't sexy anymore? - What about this isn't sexy? He and Khalida are looking into where to settle. - Is it not here? What else did I miss? - Tally's gone full obsesso on the Liberian Conflict. - So, uh, more Alder homework, huh? - All those books, all of them say that Alder wasn't there at the Martyrdom. But I know she was. I saw her there. - What in the name of the Goddess were you thinking? - My goal was to have Scylla lead Anacostia back to her cell. Once we learned they were looking into the Camarilla too, it seemed... foolish not to piggyback on their operation. - Scylla Ramshorn should be wasting away in Saint Dominique right now. My orders on that were abundantly clear. - If we followed your orders, we wouldn't know about the Camarilla using hearing tests to identify witches. - At least now, with the testing centres, we stand a chance of finding our sisters first. - We need to swap out the test in hundreds, maybe thousands of schools. We need you to authorise the` - Petra. Give us the room. (TENSE MUSIC) So you work for Petra now? - You set the bar for breaking protocol pretty high. Before the Tarim mission, you did what you had to do to make sure President Wade saw things your way and thought them your way and said them... your way. - I didn't give you permission to speak freely. - I didn't ask. - Do you judge me for what I've done? - I think I'll leave the judgements to history... ma'am. - You put a fetch on that Camarilla courier, yes? - General Bellweather was planning on bringing him in for interrogation. I'm going to lead the operation to swap out the hearing tests. We just need your OK so that we can` - Oh. Now you need my OK? You stay on the courier. Petra can handle the schools. If the Camarilla's power structure is the same as it always has been, he'll report to one of their Exarchs. We need their leadership identified and eliminated. - All due respect, but this is Petra's operation. - And it's my army. (MUSIC CONTINUES) - The answer is no. - Our cell disagrees. She won't be happy about that. - Then the feeling is mutual. Goodbye. - Trouble with that other cell? - They're being short-sighted. I can't stop anyone from going on whatever suicide mission they're planning, but I won't be a party to it. This isn't the military. - And yet, here I am with an update on my mission with Anacostia. Orsatti's on the move with those hearing test results. - Hopefully toward a higher-up in the Camarilla. Good. Stay on him. You can keep the photo, by the way. I miss her too. - I found my voice. - After today's pilot launch, the military, in conjunction with the civilian government, will open more testing centres across the country. As you can see, our tools are non-invasive, and the accommodations far from medieval. The military understands how frightening and exciting this time can be in a young woman's life. Prospective recruits will be given the utmost privacy and consideration during the verification process. - Don't you mean to say 'prospective witches', General? - CROWD CHANTS: Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! - (CLEARS THROAT) Witch or civilian, we're all American. And I have no doubt that this will bring us closer together than we've ever been. - We got it. Thank you. (CHANTING CONTINUES) (HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRR) (CHANTING CONTINUES) - Not our daughters! Not our daughters! (TENSE MUSIC) (DRAMATIC MUSIC) (HIGH-PITCHED BUZZING, TICKING) (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - Viable candidates are starting to thin, Abigail. I hear Gregorio Shellbark is in high demand. - That's because he's a safety school with a penis. - (CHOKES) - Isn't finding and fighting the Camarilla a little more important than handfasting right now? - There's more than one way to fight the enemy. And our family has to fight back any way that we can. After Charvel. Raelle, excellent work at the weapons test, by the way. The brass were very impressed. - It's all a blur, but thank you. - Savour it. History is being made, after all. - Oh, speaking of history, I'd love to pick your brain about Liberia. You served there, right? - The forever front? - You just invited us to keep your mom from bugging you about Gregorio, didn't you? - Can you blame me? - I'm really starting to dig into the Martyrdom of the Rebels. - Oh, before my time, I'm afraid. All I know is from the same books you've read. Esterbrook and her witches refused conscription when the US came knocking. So they martyred themselves to make a statement to the rest of the world. - So why isn't General Alder a bigger part of that story? - Why would she be? She wasn't there when the martyrdom occurred. - Oh, I heard she was. Fighting alongside a soldier named Batan. It would have been one or two classes before yours. - Where are you getting your information? - She's been reading so many books, it's hard to say. - Hmm. Though, Intelligence does often have a hard time keeping track of the General's comings and goings. You may want to find a source closer to the story. - Thank you, ma'am. - Mm-hm. (TENSE MUSIC) - (CHUCKLES) (CHUCKLES) You know, I gotta give it to the Imperatrix for at least throwing in a couple of shortish brunettes to try and trip me up. You alright, Bells? - I'm great. I just keep failing at absolutely everything. The Witchbomb. Adil. - About the Witchbomb, I mean, there's no... failing or winning with dumb luck. As for you and Adil, I mean... Did Tally fail with Gerit? Did I fail with Scylla? - You definitely didn't win. - (SCOFFS) K. Well, what I'm trying to say is Tally's stronger for having gone through what she did with Gerit. And I'm stronger for having experienced Scylla. You'll come out stronger from Adil too. Besides, I'm not convinced you two are done. - (CLEARS THROAT) Orders coming down from the General. If it helps, I really think Adil's gonna miss you too. - Shouldn't you be worrying about your own blossoming relationships? My mother tells me you have plenty of available options. - You seem surprised by this information. - Cadets! Orders just came down from General Alder herself. Things are getting tough at the testing centre opening. Alder wants us there with bells on to make the new witches feel at ease. - What if we have other things that are more important than parade duty? - You heard me say 'orders', right? We're moving out in 15. Dismissed. Except for you two teacher's pets. Collar, you'll be on Alder's personal security detail once we get there. - Guess, it's the price of fame, huh? - And me? - You won't be taking the bus. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - Gonna stare at that all day? - You've been on base. How is she? - Keep your mind on the mission. Looks like Orsatti's on the move. (TENSE MUSIC) - CROWD CHANTS: Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! - This is ugly. - This is America. (CHANTING CONTINUES) Mind on the mission. - Justine! - Bonnie. What are you guys doing here? - Just some more pro-movement work. Rile the crowd up. Keep things interesting. - Oh, you guys should put these on. We heard that the army is trying to identify protestors so they can target them. - Thank you. - Not our daughters! Not our daughters! - CROWD CHANTS: Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! (SIREN CHIRPS) - Tally, I wanna say thank you for taking Penelope under your wing. I honestly wouldn't have the first idea what to do with her. - Do with me? I'm not some broken toy. I'm your daughter. - I never said you were broken. - Oh. But I'm different now, right? - Than me and a lot of other people? Yes. But America thrives on diversity. - Don't talking-point me. - I think your father was trying to say` - Look, I'm the exact same person I was before what happened at the church. Only now, with the help of Tally and everyone else at Fort Salem, I know more about who I'm really supposed to be. - Who you're supposed to be is my daughter. - I am. And I'm also a witch. If you can't accept that, then you're no better than the protestors waiting for us at the centre. (SOLEMN MUSIC) - It's a scary adjustment. For anyone. Even if they know they're a witch before conscription. Same goes for soldiers' parents. - Well, here's hoping that your performance today makes everyone feel... a little, uh, less intimidated. On both sides. - You've got this. - CROWD CHANTS: Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! - SCYLLA: A lot of movement people here. - ANACOSTIA: Agent provocateurs mixed in with regular witch-fearing citizens. Orsatti's been busy. He's not chanting, but he's not leaving either. It's almost like he's waiting for something. (CROWD BOOS) (CROWD SHOUTS) - We need to go. - No. No, no, no, no. We're more in than we are out now. Orsatti isn't moving. We keep a low profile. We ride this out. (TENSE MUSIC) - (VOCALISES) (DRAMATIC MUSIC) (CONTINUES) (APPLAUSE) (CROWD SHOUTS) - The songs we sing are songs of freedom, songs of protection, of justice and sisterhood and patriotism and pride. And no matter what may come of today's verifications, I ask that each of you honour your country by letting these young women discover who they truly are with warmth and support. (CROWD BOOS) - SHANE: Traitor! Our first prospective recruit. Please show her respect. This can't be easy. - Time to find your voices, ladies. Not our daughters! - CROWD CHANTS: Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! - Have you ever seen anything like this? - Too many times, Cadet. No matter how remarkable our service, there will always be those who hate us. (CROWD CHEERS) (DRAMATIC MUSIC) - CROWD CHANTS OUTSIDE: Not our daughters! Not our daughters! - OK, Shireen. That's it. - You don't have to take blood or anything to confirm it? - We have everything we need. And we have a place waiting for you at Fort Salem. - Y-You're absolutely, absolutely sure there's no such thing as a false positive? - (CHUCKLES SOFTLY) (SOFT MUSIC) Welcome, daughter. - I've always felt like I was... different. Now it all makes sense. Thank you. So much. Billy's gonna lose his mind. - This way, dear. - Have them bring the next batch. (CROWD CHANTS, SHOUTS) - Not our daughters! Not our daughters! - ANACOSTIA: What is he waiting for? - SCYLLA: Feels like something's about to go down. - Keep an eye on Orsatti. Let me know if he moves. - Yeah. - ALDER ON VIDEO: Join today. Find your true self. - Basic's gonna eat her alive. - (SCOFFS) What, just cos she's upset about leaving her boyfriend behind? - People leave. People die. That's life. - Abs, you don't have to be OK about Adil. - I'm not. I blamed him for the death of the Tarim. That's why he didn't stay. - Shit. He couldn't control that. Why would you do that? - I don't know. (SOLEMN MUSIC) (GARBLED SPEECH) - ANACOSTIA: I know I'm the last person you wanna hear from right now, but I need you to listen. The Camarilla have at least one operative on site and have put something in motion with the movement and law enforcement. - Understood. I thank you. - Thank you so much for coming out today. You've done your nation proud, regardless. Is everything OK? - Keep the negatives inside with the others for a bit. And get me General Bellweather. - Using agent provocateurs is very modern for the Camarilla. - Their tactics are evolving. So too must ours. - If we sound the alarm, then the public not only knows that the Camarilla are back... - But that they've also got us on our heels. - CROWD CHANTS OUTSIDE: Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! - For today, we lie. - What did you have in mind? - We'll say it's the Spree. (TENSE MUSIC) - What are you doing? You heard the General. The Spree are on site. I need to leave now, and you're coming with me. - I'm the face of this entire thing. What kind of example do I set for everyone involved if I run? - Running and falling back are not the same thing. - No. But it looks the same to the people you leave behind. - Penny, it's... Once you're trained and deployed, there is nothing that I can do to keep you safe. So pl... Please... just let me protect you today while I still can, OK? Please. OK. Thanks. - Not our daughters! Not our daughters! (GARBLED SPEECH) - Please repeat. (GARBLED SPEECH) - Well? What are our orders? - No clue. Farspeech just glitched out. (HIGH-PITCHED, SCREECHING TONE) - Abigail, it's me, Charvel. - That doesn't sound like Alder. - That's because it isn't. - Abigail, where are you? - No, no, no. - Bells, who is it? - Abigail... I need you. - Charvel? - No. It can't possibly be her. - Where is that coming from? - Whatever glitched the Farspeech... is screwing with my sight. - Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! - Abigail... Help me! - Charvel! - DISTORTED: 'Abigail.' - Charvel! - 'Abigail. I need you.' - Char? - 'I've been waiting for so long.' - For what? - 'To finish what we started at the wedding.' (DRAMATIC MUSIC) (TYRES SCREECH) (HIGH-PITCHED, STATIC-Y TONE) - (SHOUTS) - CROWD CHANTS: Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! (HIGH-PITCHED BUZZING, TICKING) - What is that? - Don't touch it. - M: It looks like a bomb. - GREGORIO: It's definitely not us. - Camarilla. - Sekhmet! Start moving everyone back now! - Clear the area! - Move out! - I'm gonna need you all to please move away from the building. - Step back! - This is for your own safety, so please... - Our daughters will never be safe! - TALLY: Take a step back! - You'll take them from our homes! You'll send them away to die! - Please, step back! - Some of your daughters may be called. But they will be in great company. And they will do things that they never thought were possible. Someone once told me that I had to let the army make me strong. And she was right! The army saw something in me that I didn't even know was there. Your daughters will be safe with us. - Please move back. We're here to help you! - Not our daughters. Not our daughters! - CROWD CHANTS: Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! Not our daughters! (CROWD CHANTS, SHOUTS) - Please step back! Please step back! (HIGH-PITCHED TRILLING) - GREGORIO: Move, people! Move! Come on! Come on! Let's go! (CROWD CONTINUES CHANTING) - SCREAMS: Raelle! (HIGH-PITCHED TONE, WHOOSH) (TENSE MUSIC) (SOLEMN MUSIC) - Who did that? (SIREN WAILS) - Tally! Where's Abigail? (HELICOPTER WHIRRS OVERHEAD, SIREN WAILS) (DRAMATIC MUSIC) (STATIC CRACKLES) (STATIC CRACKLES) (STATIC CRACKLES) - (BEGINS TO VOCALISE, STOPS) (GRUNTS) (SCREAMS) - CHARVEL, DISTORTED: My voice was easy enough to slice out. I can't wait to see what he can do with yours. - (WHIMPERS) - Sing for us, won't you? - No. No! (SCREAMS) (BOTH HISS) (DRAMATIC MUSIC) - I'm gonna enjoy this! (GRUNTS) - Hey. Are you OK? It's OK. (BOTH GRUNT) It's done. (KNIFE SLICES) - (SOBS) - You're gonna be OK. It's done. It's done. (PEOPLE SHOUT, SIREN WAILS) - ANACOSTIA: Time to go. - SCYLLA: Yeah. - (GRUNTS) (HARD SMACK) - (GASPS) (MYSTERIOUS MUSIC) (MUSIC SWELLS) - Though the attack was first thought to originate from the war college cadets on site, it has since been attributed to the Spree. - Izadora's already working to crack those Camarilla mines we recovered. - Have her forward her findings to the Hague as soon as possible. Petra? - They attacked Abigail again, Sarah. - I know you want blood. So do I. But fighting angry won't do us any good. Make sure Sekhmet knows that too. And that the truth about the attack is need-to-know. (TENSE MUSIC) - Do you think it was really Scylla? - I do. Tally, I'd know those eyes anywhere. It doesn't matter right now. - ABIGAIL, WEAKLY: What doesn't matter now? - Hey, careful. You've been sedated. - Should've used stronger medicine. - You OK? - Not really. The Camarilla came for me, just like they came for Charvel. And I couldn't do a damn thing about it. - You were outnumbered. - I walked right into their trap. Because of Charvel. Because I failed at saving her too. (SOFT, SOMBRE MUSIC) - Abigail. Look at me. Don't put that on yourself. - It doesn't matter. Uh, are we at war with the Camarilla now or what? (TENSE MUSIC) - Alder's been telling everyone it was the Spree. To keep panic from spreading in the witch community. - She said we didn't have to worry about the Camarilla. She told me to let it go. One lie after another, huh? (MUSIC CONTINUES) - They're hunting her. Tally, all Alder does is lie. - You said it in the Tarim. Alder does what Alder does. And it's always someone else's life she's playing with. - Where are you going? Tally! (DRAMATIC MUSIC) (THUNDER RUMBLES) (MUSIC CONTINUES) (WITCHES HISS) - No more lies. Who is Nicte Batan? (MUSIC BUILDS) Captions by Able. Captions were made with support from NZ On Air.
Subjects
  • Television programs--United States
  • Television programs--Canada