Episode Seven

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THE SHOW OPENS. KELLY AND ED SIT IN HIS APARTMENT, PLAYING CARDS. KELLY PICKS UP A CARD, SMILES AND SETS ANOTHER CARD ON THE PILE.

Kelly: Gin.
Ed: Man, you learn fast.
Kelly: Can we go for a walk?
Ed: You sure you’re up to it? You were going through something pretty nasty...
Kelly: (giving him a little grin) It was probably just that pineapple pizza I ate.
Ed: (smiling) Yep, probably. Why don’t you grab your coat?
Kelly: Sure!

THEY STAND AND GET THEIR COATS.

Kelly: Maybe we could go to Laguna, just watch the ocean?
Ed: Okay.

THEY START TO LEAVE AND KELLY DOUBLES OVER IN PAIN, GROANING. ED IS AT HER SIDE INSTANTLY.

Kelly: (moaning) Oh, please....please!
Ed: It’s ok, it’s ok.

ED FRANTICALLY SEARCHES THROUGH A DRAWER (WHICH, STRANGELY ENOUGH, CONTAINS A BOTTLE OF RED NAIL POLISH) AND GRABS HIS MEDICAL BAG. HE GETS A SYRINGE OUT OF IT. KELLY IS ON THE FLOOR, TOSSING HER HEAD BACK AND FORTH IN PAIN, SOBBING.

Kelly: Ed, help.

HE INJECTS HER WITH SOMETHING.

Ed: Hang in there. Hang in there, this’ll just take a second to work.
Kelly: It hurts so bad. Please, God.

ED LIFTS KELLY INTO HIS ARMS AND ROCKS HER.

Ed: (softly) It’s ok.

NEXT SCENE
AT THE BIO LAB. LISA IS IN ATTWOOD’S OFFICE, GUARDED BY SERIOUS LOOKING MEN IN DARK SUITS. TOM AND SLOAN STAND IN THE LAB AREA, LOOKING IN AT LISA THROUGH THE GLASS IN THE DOOR.

Sloan: We’ve been interrogating her for hours. Do you think she’s going to talk?
Tom: Never.

(TOM IS WEARING A GREY T-SHIRT UNDERNEATH A BLACK RIBBED LONG SLEEVE HENLEY TYPE SHIRT. HE’S WEARING BLACK PANTS AS WELL. NOT TOO BAD, BUT NOT BROWN PANTS CALIBER.)

Sloan: Just like you.
Tom: There are drugs we can use. And some other options.

HE LOOKS AT SLOAN.

Sloan: I won’t do that.
Tom: They’d do it to you.
Sloan: That’s the difference between us.
Tom: Lewis has trained hundreds like her and if we let him, he’ll train hundreds more. We have to find him.
Sloan: We’ll have to come up with a different way to do it.

SLOAN STEPS FORWARD AND LISA TURNS AND LOOKS OUT THE DOOR AT HER. SLOAN TURNS FROM THE BLONDE WOMAN’S VENOMOUS GLARE.

Sloan: Ok, I know Lewis directed all these agents. Who does Lewis take his orders from?
Tom: No one.
Sloan: There must be some hierarchy. Some chain of command. I can’t believe everyone’s just out there freelancing.
Tom: No, there’s clearly a master plan. I just don’t know what it is.

SLOAN LOOKS BACK AT LISA.

Sloan: Well, let’s keep trying, and then we’ll take it from there.

NEXT SCENE
A BUSY STREET. LIMO LADY AND ATTWOOD WALK BRISKLY DOWN A SIDEWALK.

Limo Lady: Right, the girl from the cave. What have you found out about her condition?
Attwood: Ed Tate is taking good care of her. He’s conducting a series of tests.
Limo Lady: The assassin?
Attwood: We’re interrogating her right now.

LIMO LADY STOPS AND TURNS TO ATTWOOD.

Limo Lady: I want her turned over to me, Walter. She’s out of your league
Attwood: Why not see what we can do first?

LIMO LADY LOOKS AT HIM A MINUTE THEN STALKS AWAY AND GETS INTO HER CAR.

NEXT SCENE
AT ED’S APARTMENT. KELLY SITS ON THE SOFA AS ED APPROACHES HER.

Ed: Well, I’ve done as much of a workup as I could do here.
Kelly: And?

ED SITS ON THE SOFA NEXT TO HER.

Ed: I can’t really find anything wrong with you.
Kelly: So you think I’m a head case?
Ed: No, no. I just need to take you to the lab so I can run more extensive tests.
Kelly: Yeah, whatever.
Ed: I did uh, find kind of a strange rash on the back of your neck. Do you have any idea where that came from?

KELLY ABSENTLY TOUCHES THE BACK OF HER NECK.

Kelly: I don’t know.
Ed: Could you have gotten it in the cave?
Kelly: I don’t wanna talk about that!.....Sorry.
Ed: No, hey--
Kelly: It’s just that, I remember Lynch dragging Darcy and me inside the cave, and then the next thing I remember I’m laying in the dirt, my hands are bound and he’s taping my mouth.
Ed: Does Darcy remember anything?
Kelly: Darcy stopped talking to me. About anything. She wouldn’t answer the phone and when I went by her house, her dad sent me away.
Ed: Why?
Kelly: I don’t know. Darcy and I’ve been best friends since the eighth grade.
Ed: Well, why would she behave that way?
Kelly: (shaking her head) I have no idea.

NEXT SCENE
AT THE BIO LAB. IN ATTWOOD’S OFFICE. LISA IS STILL SEATED WITH THE TWO MEN STANDING NEAR, GUARDING HER. TOM AND SLOAN ARE ALSO IN THE OFFICE.

Sloan: Look Lisa, you can help yourself here, if you answer some of these questions.
Lisa: (to Tom) Didn’t you tell her what it would take to break me?
Tom: You'd be smarter to give in. Lewis isn’t gonna help you. He left you to take the fall.
Lisa: This isn’t about Lewis. It’s about the fact that I’m willing to kill and die for a cause.

SHE TURNS TO SLOAN.

Lisa: That’s why you’re doomed, you know. You’re too weak to sacrifice for a larger purpose.
Sloan: I’m not.
Lisa: (derisively to Tom) What kind of a life can you have with her? She’s gonna use you against us and then slit your throat.

(NOT TOO MUCH LOGIC THERE...HE’S TOO HOT TO KILL...) TOM LOOKS AT LISA, THEN OVER AT SLOAN. HE STRAIGHTENS FROM THE TABLE HE’D BEEN LEANING AGAINST.

Tom: Come on, Sloan.

TOM WALKS OVER TO THE DOOR AND SLOAN GETS UP AND FOLLOWS HIM.

Lisa: Hey, Tom.

TOM AND SLOAN BOTH TURN BACK AND LOOK AT THE BLONDE WOMAN.

Lisa: (inappropriately) Is it good with her?

TOM AND SLOAN TURN AND LEAVE AS LISA GIVES A SMUG SMILE. THEY WALK THROUGH THE LAB AREA AND OVER TO ATTWOOD.

Attwood: Did you get anything out of her?
Sloan: No.
Attwood: I think it’s time we tried other methods.

LIMO LADY STRIDES INTO THE ROOM.

Limo Lady: It’s time to turn things over to professionals.

ATTWOOD WALKS OVER TO HER AND GRABS HER BY THE ELBOW.

Attwood: What are you doing here?
Limo Lady: Looking for answers, Walter. Where is she? Walter?
Attwood: In my office.

SLOAN WALKS OVER TO THEM.

Sloan: (to Attwood) Who is this woman?
Attwood: My contact.
Limo Lady: His boss.
Sloan: Is that true?
Attwood: Yes, you didn’t think I was operating on my own did you? Sloan, her support’s been invaluable.
Limo Lady: Without it you’d be out of business. Or dead. Now. Did you get anything out of the woman?
Tom: Nothing will make her talk.
Limo Lady: Oh, well, you would know, wouldn’t you, Mr. Daniels?

TOM GIVES LIMO LADY A QUESTIONING LOOK.

Limo Lady: Oh yes, I know all about you. I’m taking custody of the prisoner.

THE LIMO LADY MAKES A MOTION AND SOME BEEFY GUYS COME WALKING INTO THE LAB.

Attwood: I think that’s premature.
Sloan: You can’t do that!
Limo Lady: Really?

SHE TURNS TO THE BEEFY MEN.

Limo Lady: She’s in there.

TOM, SLOAN AND ATTWOOD STAND LOOKING AT EACH OTHER IN SHOCKED SILENCE.

Tom: Let’s follow ‘em.
Attwood: Let them go. My contact will inform me if she learns anything.

TOM AND SLOAN PAUSE IN THE DOORWAY AND LOOK BACK AT ATTWOOD.

Sloan: (rolling her eyes) Right.

THEY LEAVE AND ATTWOOD SHAKES HIS HEAD.

NEXT SCENE
NIGHTTIME. TWO CARS DRIVE DOWN A WET CITY STREET. (EL NINO AGAIN!) INSIDE THE FIRST CAR WE SEE LISA, GUARDED BY THE TWO BEEFY MEN. IN THE SECOND CAR IS LIMO LADY. FOLLOWING AT A DISCREET DISTANCE IS SLOAN, DRIVING TOM IN HER CAR. (HE LOOKS DAMN GOOD. THEY’RE WEARING THEIR SEATBELTS LIKE GOOD DO-BEES.) IN THE FIRST CAR LISA TURNS TO THE BEEFY GUY ON HER RIGHT.

Lisa: (seductively) You wanna have some fun?

HE GLARES AT HER AS SHE RAISES HER HANDS.

Lisa: You won’t even need to take the cuffs off.
Beefy: Nice try.

LISA TAKES HIS HAND IN HERS.

Lisa: Please let me, huh?
Beefy: I said--

HE SCREAMS AS LISA BREAKS HIS FINGERS. THE DRIVER/GUARD TURNS TO LOOK AT BEEFY’S SCREAM. LISA GRABS THE GUN FROM THE MOANING GUARD AND SHOOTS HIM, THEN THE DRIVER. SHE GETS OUT OF THE CAR AND RUNS OFF. LIMO LADY’S CAR SCREECHES TO A HALT BEHIND THE FIRST AND LIMO LADY GETS OUT. SLOAN PULLS UP BEHIND AND WE SEE TOM GET OUT OF HER CAR.

Tom: (to Sloan, who has gotten out as well) Stay here.
Sloan: No, I’m not gonna--
Tom: (forcefully) This time, stay put!

SLOAN KIND OF HARUMPHS AND TOM RUNS UP TO THE FIRST CAR. LIMO LADY IS PEERING IN THE WINDOW. SHE LOOKS IN THE DIRECTION LISA TOOK OFF TO AS WE SEE SLOAN GET INTO HER CAR. TOM REACHES THE FIRST CAR.

Tom: Where is she?
Limo Lady: She’s gone.

CUT BACK TO SLOAN, WATCHING THE SCENE AHEAD FROM HER FRONT SEAT. SHE HEARS A NOISE BEHIND HER AND TURNS TO SEE LEWIS GETTING INTO HER BACKSEAT. SHE SITS BACK AGAINST THE DOOR IN SHOCK AS HE PRODUCES A GUN AND CALMLY RESTS IT AGAINST THE FRONT PASSENGER SEAT.

Lewis: Drive, Dr. Parker.

TOM AND THE LIMO LADY ARE LOOKING UP THE ROAD AS SLOAN’S CAR SPEEDS PAST THEM. THEY TURN TO LOOK. TOM STRIDES AFTER IT.

Tom: Sloan! S L O A N!!!

THE CAR SPEEDS AROUND A CORNER AND IS GONE.

NEXT SCENE
AT THE BIO LAB. IN ATTWOOD’S OFFICE. ATTWOOD LEANS OVER A DESK AS TOM STALKS BACK AND FORTH ACROSS THE ROOM.

Attwood: You mustn’t blame yourself.
Tom: I was the one who left her alone in the car.
Attwood: There’s no way even you could’ve known what would happen.
Tom: Yeah there is. I KNOW Lewis. I should’ve realized he’d try something.

LIMO LADY ENTERS THE ROOM.

Limo Lady: You can relax. The escape was planned.

ATTWOOD STRAIGHTENS UP AS LIMO LADY SITS IN ONE OF THE DESK CHAIRS. TOM WALKS OVER AND LOOKS AT LIMO LADY.

Tom: You let her escape?
Limo Lady: She’s of little value to us. Lewis is the one we want.

Tom: What do you know about Lewis?
Limo Lady: Well, Walter’s reports haven't totally been without value.
Attwood: Two of our men died! Was that part of your plan?
Limo Lady: Her escape had to be realistic. Convincing. So she wouldn't suspect we were following her to Lewis.
Tom: You just don’t know what you’re up against.

AFTER SOME TENSE STARING, A CELL PHONE RINGS. LIMO LADY REACHES FOR IT.

Limo Lady: Excuse me. That should be my man now.

SHE ANSWERS THE PHONE.

Limo Lady: Hello?....Hello?.....Hello...

CUT TO A SHOT OF A CELL PHONE FLIPPED OPEN, LYING ON A SIDEWALK. THE CAMERA PANS AND WE SEE A MAN IN A DARK SUIT SPRAWLED IN THE GRASS NEXT TO THE SIDEWALK. HE LOOKS PRETTY DEAD. THE CAMERA PANS UP AND WE SEE LISA STANDING OVER HIM. BEHIND HER IS A WHITE HOUSE, ILLUMINATED BY PORCH LIGHTS.

CUT BACK TO ATTWOOD’S OFFICE. LIMO LADY DROPS THE CELL PHONE FROM HER EAR AND SWITCHES IT OFF. SHE LOOKS UP AT ATTWOOD.

CUT BACK TO THE HOUSE. LEWIS EMERGES FROM THE FRONT DOOR AND STEPS ONTO THE PORCH.

NEXT SCENE
DAYTIME AT RAY’S HOUSE. RAY AND ATTWOOD STAND OUTSIDE.

Attwood: I said we’d have a job for you.
Ray: Well, if they’ve got Sloan, whatever you need.
Attwood: A lead on this man Lewis. I’m sure he has her.
Ray: Well, how’d he get her?
Attwood: My government contact intentionally let Lisa escape. In the confusion Lewis grabbed Sloan.

THE CAMERA PANS DOWN TO TOM, SITTING ON RAY’S FRONT STEPS LISTENING TO THEIR CONVERSATION. (HE LOOKS SO FINE. BLACK MID-LENGTH COAT, BLACK PANTS, BLACK SHIRT AND THE GREY T-SHIRT.)

Ray: What happened to the men who were tailing Lisa?
Attwood: We don’t know.
Ray: Well I can check my contacts on the street.
Attwood: I want to see if I can find out what happened to those men.

ATTWOOD TURNS TO WALK AWAY. TOM QUICKLY STANDS AND MAKES A SWEEPING MOTION WITH HIS HAND.

Tom: I’m going with you.

ATTWOOD TURNS BACK TO LOOK AT TOM. RAY LOOKS AT ATTWOOD, WHO GIVES HIM A SMALL SHRUG.

Ray: (looking back at Tom) Alright.

NEXT SCENE
BACK AT LEWIS’S HOUSE. LISA AND LEWIS STAND IN THE LIVING ROOM.

Lewis: What did you tell them while they held you, Lisa?
Lisa: (indignantly) Nothing, of course.
Lewis: I know how persuasive Tom can be. I did teach him, after all.














Lisa: Well he’s useless now. He’s not the person you knew.
Lewis: What makes you say that?
Lisa: He just played at interrogating me.
Lewis: Tom did? I can’t believe that. He’s one of the best I ever trained. Ferocious interrogator. Remarkable intuition.

LEWIS TURNS AND LOOKS AT LISA.

Lewis: Let’s see to our guest, shall we?

HE WALKS OVER TO A DOOR AND OPENS IT. WE SEE SLOAN INSIDE THE ROOM, SITTING ON THE FLOOR, HANDS TIED BEHIND HER BACK, ANKLES BOUND. A STRIP OF DUCT TAPE COVERS HER MOUTH. LISA MARCHES OVER AND RIPS THE DUCT TAPE OFF.

Lewis: (smiling) Now, what would you like?
Sloan: To know why you’re holding me. Why you haven’t killed me.
Lewis: Is that a complaint?

LEWIS STEPS FORWARD AND BENDS DOWN BESIDE SLOAN. (CHECK OUT THE WALLPAPER IN THE ROOM.....IT’S THE SAME PRINT AS THE STUFF IN MY KITCHEN....SPOOKY, AIN’T IT?)

Lewis: Would you like to die now?

HE BRUSHES A STRAND OF HAIR FROM HER FACE. SLOAN CONTINUES TO STARE STRAIGHT AHEAD, EYES BRIGHT WITH UNSHED TEARS.

Lewis: Answer me. Would you?
Sloan: (on a whisper) No.
Lewis: No, of course not. You probably think Tom is going to burst heroically through that door and rescue you.

LEWIS LEANS CLOSER TO HER, GENTLY BRUSHING HIS FOREHEAD ACROSS HERS. HE CONTINUES THIS ACTION AS HE ASKS HER QUESTIONS.

Lewis: Are you in love with him? You ARE, aren’t you? Come on Sloan, you can be honest with me...I know how special Tom is...What do you love most?...His intelligence?...His courage?...Have you become intimate?...Nahhh...You’re probably smart enough to know how hopeless any relationship between the two of you would be.

SLOAN IS GASPING IN FEAR NOW, AND LEWIS COVERS HER LIPS WITH TWO OF HIS FINGERS. HE CARESSES HER LIPS, THEN FINALLY MOVES HIS HAND TO COVER HER MOUTH. LEWIS TURNS TO LOOK UP AT THE SMUGLY SMILING LISA.

Lewis: I think I like her better with her mouth shut.

LISA STEPS FORWARD AND SLAPS THE DUCT TAPE BACK OVER SLOAN’S MOUTH.

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