Season 4, Episode 8: “Requiem”
Directed by Ole Christian Madsen
Written by Jonathan Tropper
* For a review of the penultimate episode, “Truths Other Than The Ones You Tell Yourself” – click here
Farewell, Banshee – we hardly knew ye! This show matured as it went. Despite how others saw the serial killer storyline this season, I dig it. Capped off a wild series of events from day one. Now, we’ve arrived at the series finale.
All roads end here.
Kai Proctor (Ulrich Thomsen) and Clay Burton (Matthew Rauch) find the outside of the mayor’s house crowded with Nazis. Of course Calvin Bunker (Chris Coy) steps out front threatening some serious violence. A back and forth ensues until Senator Mitchum (Dan Butler) arrives to stop the entire thing. He is in line with Kai: “You have been misled by this imbecile,” Mitchum tells the crowd concerning Calvin. The Brotherhood has national concerns. Banshee isn’t the centre of the universe. And Cal literally gets bitch slapped. There’s no telling what carnage may come in this final episode after these intense actions.
Hood (Antony Starr) arrives to say goodbye to Deva (Ryann Shane), as she heads off to college. She’s worried about not fitting in, that her messed up life has done a number on her. But her father assures she’ll work through it. She is a tough cookie.
Over in jail, Agent Veronica Dawson (Eliza Dushku) and Sheriff Brock Lotus (Matt Servitto) are trying to get to the bottom of everything involving Declan and his serial killing. They’ve got Lilith in the box. More lunar cycle madness like one would expect from a total psychotic. Then Dawson brings up Rebecca’s murder. Another exception aside from one other woman mentioned.
With a new man running things for the Aryan Brotherhood, Kai has things under control with his drug shipments. At the same time, you know who Carrie motherfuckin‘ Hopewell (Ivana Milicevic) is watching on. Meanwhile, Kurt Bunker (Tom Pelphrey) and Lotus are investigating the Nazi clubhouse massacre a la Burton. Carrie keeps Kurt up to date, and Brock interrupts their call. So now the plot thickens.
Dawson receives a visit from Hood. She then tells him Rebecca didn’t die at the hands of Declan Bode. Somebody made it look like Bode in order to make it look like the serial killer.
Immediately, Hood thinks Proctor. Who wouldn’t? Did Rebecca do one last thing to drive him over the edge? Perhaps he flew into a weird uncle erotic rage and killed her, then tried to cover it all. But why would Proctor go to such lengths? He could make her disappear off the face of the planet, that’s his deal. I don’t buy it for a second. He loved her. A bit too much.
Out on an airstrip, Proctor meets his latest business associate, Emilio Loera (Nestor Serrano). The big deal is going down. Except Carrie and Job (Hoon Lee) bust up the party. SO BAD ASS how Carrie throws off a smile when the back of the truck comes open. Milicevic is one of the most kick ass actresses on television. Ever. And the writing helps her really break out. Loera appears to let them go, no harm and no foul.
Yeah, right. But Carrie’s prepared – an RPG comes flying through to blow up the truck. Who’s holding it? Brock Lotus, undercover wild man. They all make a clean getaway, hilariously I might add. Brock: “That’s right. Someone just blew up your fuckin‘ drugs.”
When the smoke clears on the other end, Clay lays waste to the others around him. He and Proctor brush themselves off and head out. Yikes.
With Dawson, once again Hood proves his thief skills. They get themselves into a tool shed where eventually he uncovers a few secrets. A cellar leads them further down where they find traces of blood, some weapons, strange dolls. A whole mess of weird, unsettling things. Then Hood finds Rebecca’s necklace, too. But doesn’t tell Dawson.
Kai is thinking of what happens next. Out of nowhere, Hood rams into Proctor and Burton sending them over a cliff, into a ravine. A nasty little accident. Busted up, Kai confronts Hood who has questions needing answers. Kai swears he didn’t kill her.
All of a sudden, Clay is gone. He did the deed. I’d honestly not expected Burton, yet it’s so perfect that it’s him. Now he’s on the end of both Hood and Proctor’s anger. Although Hood’s the only one fit to fight. And fight they shall. This might be the ultimate Banshee showdown. Two of the baddest ass fighters of the series. While they’re duelling, Kai hallucinates Rebecca walking through the ravine.
Hood is being choked out and he flashes back to all those fights, all the deaths, the people left in his wake and near him. Such a gorgeous tragic moment, like a Greek tragedy almost seeing Hood give himself over to death instead of continuing to fight. Then a flash of Deva brings him back. He takes the savagery to Clay, manhandling him to the ground and beating him senseless. Headbutt after headbutt until Burton is bloody pulp. He drags what’s left and leaves it right on Kai’s lap. Literally. A flash to what Clay did to Rebecca is chilling, as these are the most words we get out of him in the entire series strung together, and they are frightening. All the same, Kai sort of sees that he’s created the monster, he saved him and turned the man into a machine of death. Yet still, some satisfaction comes in snapping Clay’s kneck.
Clay (to Kai): “Everything I did, I did for you.”
Back to Kurt and Maggie (Casey LaBow). They embrace as she gets ready to head out. Then Calvin appears from the distance. A brother showdown. Heat radiates off their burning stares. Betrayal is hot and steaming between the two. And instead of shooting his brother, Kurt engages in fucking Spartan warfare with him after Cal pulls brass knuckles. Another amazing fight. All around, this show has the best fight choreography of any series, and beats many films, too. The actors are also so versatile. They put in top notch performances, then they further get physically involved to do a host of fighting and some stuns. Really remarkable for a television series, as far as I’m concerned.
But here, the showdown ends with Kurt pulling the trigger, as Calvin walks towards him uttering threats. Even in the moment, Kurt weeps, holding his dead brother in his arms.
A beautiful montage here. Moving music to accompany the heartbreaking people we watch, from Kai to Hood to Kurt and Maggie, a dead Clay laying in the ravine alone. Hood’s still gearing up to say goodbye. To Banshee. To everyone and everything. There are things that could keep him sticking around, or keep him from floating at least. He just doesn’t feel it’s worth it. Time to get away. Especially now with his own daughter moving on. Before Dawson leaves him in the motel, she drops a file on his bed – his file, an arrest report. The real Hood, whomever that might be, is in those pages. She knows him. And she still wants him, despite that.
At the station, Lotus and Bunker go over what exactly happened between the two brothers. Things have changed for Brock and he makes it clear: “What I do know is that to do this job sometimes you gotta take off these badges and get bloody.” They’re letting things stay hush hush on the shooting. Fuck White Supremacy.
A nice Old West staredown between Hood and Lotus happens and it’s the perfect send off from these two, as a pair that grew to understand one another, somehow. Then it’s over to Carrie’s place, as Hood does the rounds. All that history between them, so heavy and emotional. Their theme that plays throughout the series is a KILLER, tugs my heartstrings immediately when I hear it. This scene gave me chills.
Hood: “You know the whole ti– all those years in my cell, you were always there with me.”
Carrie: “I‘m still there with you. And I‘ll always be here.”
Hood: “No one else. Nobody ever really knew me.”
Carrie: “Please don’t forget about me”
Meeting Sugar (Frankie Faison) and Job at the bar, Hood gets a drink in him. Certainly Job is ready to get going, so he heads out. Not before dropping some serious cash on Sugar; his “tab” as he puts it. Things are ending nice and sweet for the old crew.
Not for Kai, though. Big black vehicles are rolling into town. The cartel likely is not happy with the Mayor of Banshee. And up the driveway to his place they go. The last stand of Kai Proctor, one television’s best villains in years, a complex and driven and wild man. He heads out to meet a string of men, machine gun in hand. The guns start to blast, and that’s it.
At Sugar’s, he and Hood drink, laughing it up one last time. They remember that first day or two, reminiscing, and loving having gotten away with all the shit they concocted. With all the craziness behind him, Hood walks out of the bar and onto something else. Somewhere else. Another life. He speeds off on that motorcycle he rode in on originally, down the highway and out of Banshee. Forever.
Forever? Yes. Hood is free of the past. He’s walked out of Banshee, out of Lucas Hood, and now he’s free, just like that fateful day when he left jail four seasons ago.
Sugar: “The past has kept you locked up long enough. Today there‘s really only one question left to ask yourself: what are you going to do now?”
An amazing series. I keep going back and rewatching many episodes, seasons. Head back to look through my recaps/reviews. What were your favourite episodes? This finale was incredible and fit very well. Love that we never found out Hood’s real name, or did we? Try zooming in on that file Dawson left him. Maybe there’s nothing (hint: there’s nothing you can see clearly I don’t think). And that’s better off. Because it wouldn’t have made anything better. He’s proper mysterious. Leave it at that.
After the credits, Sugar packs things in, too. He heads out the door and onto something fresh. A nice if not odd little ending. Will these characters meet again? Who knows these days with all the revivals, we could see another mini-series down the road. Or maybe not. Either way, we’re left with four incredible seasons that got better with each passing episode. Drink it in. They don’t make ’em like this every time around.