Killjoys (TV Series)

The Sugar Point Run (2015)

Aaron Ashmore: John Jaqobis

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• John Jaqobis : [Johnny and Dutch are serving a warrant on ship in the Outer Quad. Johnny has just hit the other ship with a harpoon line. To Dutch, over coms]  We have stick. Make camp, Dutch.

  Dutch : Just keep it tight, and keep him busy.

  John Jaqobis : That's what she said.

  Dutch : John!

  John Jaqobis : Sorry.

• John Jaqobis : Dutch, you pushed us too close to the edge on that one. And bribing me, with slezoid's gear? That's not gonna make up for it.

  Dutch : Copy that. No buying of love.

  John Jaqobis : [Johnny continues to sort through the weapons Dutch confiscated. He finds something special in a bag]  Hello...

  [He hits the trigger, and the blowtorch-gun fires up. He grins at Dutch] 

  John Jaqobis : ... Peace torch accepted!

  Dutch : [She smiles back]  Hey, I know you like.

• Dutch : [Dutch has just briefly argued with Johnny about a warrant prisoner they're transporting, ordering Johnny to belt the prisoner in despite his discomfort]  Holler when we're ready to bounce.

  [Dutch walks away] 

  D'avin Jaqobis : Is she your partner, or your boss?

  John Jaqobis : She's my partner... Boss. Partner-boss. Whatever. So?

• John Jaqobis : Welcome to Sugar Point.

  D'avin Jaqobis : What the hell happened here?

  John Jaqobis : Rebellion. The whole city was one big sweetgas operation. Workers squawked for better conditions, the Company answered with guns. Gas wells go up in flames, executives get beheaded... the uszh

  [short for 'usual'] 

  John Jaqobis : . But the Company ended the rebellion by bombing the hell outta the place, and put the wall up. And now it's no one in, or out.

  D'avin Jaqobis : I've seen bad, but not with people still living there.

  John Jaqobis : Not by choice.

  Dutch : Anyone who was left was punished by the Company. Forced to work for crap wages. They strip what's left of anything valuable and ship it out.

  John Jaqobis : Or, you know. Become a warlord and smuggle contraband in.

  Dutch : Like our new friend R'yo.

• D'avin Jaqobis : [On the rooftop]  Plasma chambered inferno missile. 200 click range. Burns like the sun. No one should have one of these. That's what the code is for.

  Dutch : Did you take us up just to disarm it?

  D'avin Jaqobis : No. But while we're up here, we might as well.

  [He starts hitting buttons on the pad next to the missile. Dutch spins around, hand on her sidearm, hearing a noise behind her] 

  R'yo : [Entering the rooftop with armed goons]  Keep it holstered, darling.

  Dutch : Look who's talking. Some junk you got hoisted.

  R'yo : Do you know what happened here, little girl? The Company unleashed a firestorm on us. My parents, my friends. I watched them burn. Then they made the survivors strip our own homes down to dirt. This is payback. An unopened love letter I'm returning to sender. Right in the heart of Oldtown, where it'll hurt the Company most.

  Dutch : Aw, too bad we fried your launch codes.

  R'yo : I'll find another way to get them. Get rid of this trash.

  [a goon approaches Dutch and company menacingly] 

  D'avin Jaqobis : [Quietly, placing a hand on Dutch's arm]  I'll draw their fire, you make a run for it.

  Dutch : Like hell!

  John Jaqobis : [as D'avin steps in front of Dutch, they all hear ship engines, and Lucy appears behind Dutch and company, Johnny at the helm, shining bright lights on the rooftop]  Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your social director. Those of you not wishing to be blasted into a dewy mist, please step away from your firearms.

  [He grins] 

  Dutch : Johnny.

  D'avin Jaqobis : Smart and punctual. Two hours on the dot.

• Pree : [Back at the Royale, Pree serves Johnny and D'avin]  Not that I'm complaining, but why has this delicious thing been allowed off-ship without papers?

  D'avin Jaqobis : [Pulls out a card]  Temporary permit.

  Pree : Damn. How'd you swing that?

  John Jaqobis : Hills owed us after what we just pulled off. I mean... I don't like to use the word 'heroes,' but, um... we're heroes.

  D'avin Jaqobis : We cleaned up a mess that they didn't see coming, we agreed to keep our mouths shut, and bam - one shiny new visitor's permit for me.

  John Jaqobis : One week to find a job, or clear out.

  Pree : Huh. Well, the barback position is filled, but I have sexer rooms for rent upstairs. If you're willing to work with someone's legs around your ears.

  John Jaqobis : Pree, please, let's not lower the Royale's standards.

  Pree : Oh, sweetum, this is Westerley. Low is the standard.

• John Jaqobis : [Dutch joins the brothers at the bar as Pree walks away]  You're just in time. We're helping D'avin decide on a job.

  [He turns to D'avin] 

  John Jaqobis : Hey! I got it, I got it. Algae Farm Night Watchman. Boom!

  D'avin Jaqobis : ...Actually, John, there's something I should tell you. I know you want me to stick around, and get a regular job, but I've been considering... another option.

  Dutch : ...Killjoy.

  John Jaqobis : Killjoy?

  [Both brothers look at Dutch, confused] 

  Dutch : [to D'avin]  I'll sponsor you. If you pass the tests, you have a berth on Lucy.

  D'avin Jaqobis : [Scoffs]  ... Why?

  Dutch : Well... You don't suck at it. And new blood's good sometimes. Keeps things interesting. Plus, for some dumb reason, Johnny seems to like you.

  John Jaqobis : Sort of...

  D'avin Jaqobis : Say I was a badass today.

  Dutch : [Rolling her eyes]  ... I'm saying, you helped us make the warrant. Save the girl. Keep a weapon of mass destruction away from a crazy lady. If you wanna scrub toilets in the badlands, fine. But if you want more of *that*...? Come be a Killjoy.

  D'avin Jaqobis : [Considering]  ... Killjoy.

  Dutch : You've got a week to think about it...

  D'avin Jaqobis : [Instantly]  Yes.

  Dutch : [Smiles]  Well, enjoy your night, boys. I've got some business to get squared.

  [She leaves] 

  D'avin Jaqobis : Well, all right! Jaqobis brothers together as Killjoys!

  [He punches Johnny in the arm, grinning] 

  John Jaqobis : That's... awesome. Right?

  D'avin Jaqobis : Yeah!

  [They both drink, but Johnny looks quite uncertain]