Episode Six
Infiltration
Part Two
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AT THE BIO LAB. IN ATTWOOD’S OFFICE. ROGER YOUNG IS SEATED. ATTWOOD AND TOM STAND AROUND HIM. SLOAN ENTERS THE ROOM LOOKING AT A PRINTOUT.
Sloan: Well, Mr. Young, your DNA test is normal.
ROGER MAKES A DERISIVE SOUND.
Sloan: Do you mind telling us what this has been about?
Roger: I’m a reporter at the Tribune.
HE LOOKS AT ATTWOOD.
Roger: I was at your press conference. It blew me away. Ever since, I’ve been looking into this new species.
Attwood: What exactly have you been looking into?
Roger: I was researching an article on missing persons. There’s been a three-hundred percent increase in reported cases in the last six months. I had this idea, that it might be connected to what you discovered.
Attwood: Such as?
Roger: The serial killer Lynch. I discovered that more than one person reported missing in this county has crossed his path. I put one and one together.
Sloan: And asked a few too many questions.
Tom: And had to be eliminated.
Sloan: Mr. Young, the woman who tried to kill you, at the motel. Had you ever seen her before?
Roger: The night the bar exploded. I...picked her up.
Tom: She picked you up.
Roger: Right! She left me inside. I guess I’m lucky.
Attwood: This time. It seems clear there will be a next.
Tom: (to Roger) And then you fled the scene.
Roger: Well what the hell else was I supposed to do? Once I saw her drive away I knew that something must be up. I’ve been laying low, I mean, who’s gonna try and kill me next? My boss? My best friend?
Attwood: That is the problem that plagues us all, Mr. Young.
Tom: At the bar, did you see anyone else with the girl?
Roger: She got into a car. I think a man was driving, but...
TOM NODS SLIGHTLY AS HE DISSECTS THE INFORMATION HE’S HEARING.
Roger: ...it happened so fast.
Tom: It was a man.
ATTWOOD LOOKS UP AT TOM.
Sloan: You’re sure?
TOM GIVES SLOAN A POINTED LOOK. ROGER YOUNG LOOKS UP AT TOM IN CONFUSION AND WORRY.
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AT ED’S APARTMENT. ED IS SLEEPING AS THE PHONE RINGS. HE FLICKS ON A LIGHT, GRABBING A PILLOW AND PUTTING IT OVER HIS HEAD, TRYING TO BLOCK THE SOUND, THEN GETS UP AND ANSWERS THE PHONE. (BOXERS ONLY AGAIN, LADIES! LOOK AT THOSE GAMS!)
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A CROWDED NIGHTTIME STREET. SIRENS BLARE. COPS KEEP A MILLING CROWD BACK ON THE SIDEWALK. ED WALKS PAST A FIRE ENGINE AND SPEAKS TO A POLICEMAN.
Ed: I’m Dr. Tate. How do I get up to the roof?
ANOTHER COP APPROACHES ED.
Second Cop: Follow me, please.
AS ED DOES, THE CAMERA PANS UP A TALL BUILDING. A SPOTLIGHT SHINES ON A FIGURE PERCHED ON THE EDGE OF THE ROOF.
CUT TO ED WALKING ACROSS THE ROOF. HE STOPS BEHIND A MAN. THE MAN TURNS.
Man: Are you Ed Tate?
Ed: Yeah. What’s going on?
Man: She’s over there?
Ed: Who is she?
Man: She says her name is Kelly. She told me that you were the only one that she would talk to.
Ed: That’s it?
Man: Look, I don’t know whether she’s strung out or not, but she’s not making a lot of sense. She keeps talking about some....cave.
Ed: Oh, my God.
ED APPROACHES THE GIRL ON THE BUILDING’S EDGE AND WE REALIZE IT IS THE SECOND GIRL FROM THE CAVE IN EPISODE THREE. SHE’S STARING AT THE GROUND BELOW.
Ed: Kelly!
Kelly: Ed!
Ed: What are you doing?
Kelly: (in tears) I don’t know.
ED EXTENDS HIS HAND TO HER.
Ed: Come on.
AFTER A MOMENT’S HESITATION, KELLY RUSHES INTO ED’S EMBRACE, AND SOBS.
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AT SLOAN’S APARTMENT. SHE’S IN THE KITCHEN, CHOPPING VEGGIES FOR DINNER.
Sloan: What is it, Tom? You haven’t said a word in ten minutes.
CUT TO TOM, SITTING IN ONE OF SLOAN’S COMFY OVERSIZED CHAIRS, WHITE DRESS SHIRT OPEN AT THE NECK, CUFFS UNBUTTONED, ILLUMINATED BY A READING LAMP. HIS ELBOWS REST ON HIS THIGHS AS HE LEANS FORWARD.
Tom: Sorry.
Slaon: (insistently) The man Roger saw at the bombing. What do you know about him? What aren’t you telling me?
Tom: If I’m right, the man is her mentor. His name is Lewis. He’s the one who trained her and many more like her.
Sloan: Like you?
TOM LOOKS AWAY FROM SLOAN UNCOMFORTABLY AND SIGHS.
Tom: He’s a dangerous man, Sloan. He and the people he’s trained are responsible for crimes you couldn't imagine. He’s the best as what he does. If we could find her, she could lead us to him.
Sloan: How?
Tom: (sighing) The reporter.
Sloan: Wait a minute--
Tom: He’s the one she wants.
TOM STANDS AND WALKS OVER TO SLOAN.
Tom: If it’s her assignment to kill him, she won’t stop until she succeeds. I know her kind. I was her kind.
Sloan: You’re suggesting that we just throw him out here as bait?
Tom: We don’t have a choice.
Sloan: Yes. We do. That is not the way my kind operates.
Tom: But from my perspective it is sometimes necessary to risk one in order to save many. You gotta trust me on this one, Sloan.
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AT THE POLICE STATION. KELLY SITS CURLED IN A BALL ON A BENCH IN A HALLWAY. RAY AND ED STAND IN AN OFFICE LOOKING OUT AT HER.
Ray: No offense, Dr. Tate, but this girl should be spending the night in the hospital, for psych evaluation.
Ed: What she should be doing is spending the night talking to a friend. I guess I’m the closest she’s got.
Ray: What about her parents?
Ed: No, she just came from there. Look, she’s over eighteen. You’re not really gonna commit her for observation, are you?
Ray: (sighing) I hope you know what you're doing.
ED ACCEPTS A RELEASE PAPER FROM RAY.
Ed: So do I.
ED LEAVES THE OFFICE AND WALKS OVER TO KELLY IN THE HALLWAY.
Ed: Hey, let’s get out of here.
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ED AND KELLY ARE AT A LATE NIGHT DINER. KELLY SITS, HEAD BOWED, STILL CLEARLY DISTURBED.
Kelly: So sorry about what happened tonight. ‘Bout the way you found me.
Ed: Naaaw. It’s good that you had them call me.
Kelly: You have no idea what it’s been like, not being able to talk to anybody about this.
Ed: Actually, I do.
Kelly: After the cave, nothing’s been the same. I can’t stand it. I don’t know how much longer I can live like this.
Ed: Kelly.
KELLY LOOKS UP.
Ed: There’s something you need to know about what happened. About Lynch. He wasn’t...he wasn’t like you and me.
Kelly: What are you talking about?
Ed: He looked it, but he was different. He was a member of a new species.
Kelly: Not human?
Ed: Yeah.
Kelly: I don’t understand. What did he want with us?
Ed: I don’t know.
HE SIGHS IN FRUSTRATION.
Ed: This can’t make much sense. It barely makes sense to me, but...does it help?
KELLY SHAKES HER HEADS SLIGHTLY AND SMILES.
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AT THE BIO LAB. IN ATTWOOD’S OFFICE. ATTWOOD SITS AT HIS DESK, SLOAN STANDS IN A CORNER AND ROGER YOUNG STANDS NEAR THE INTERIOR WINDOW.
Roger: (indignently) Why would I even leave this building?
TOM STEPS FORWARD WEARING A BLACK MOCK TURTLENECK AND A BLACK WINDBREAKER-TYPE COAT. HE’S LOOKIN’ GOOD.
Tom: Because more people will die if you don’t. It’s the only chance we have of drawing her out into the open.
Attwood: We’ll do our best to guarantee your safety.
SLOAN STEPS FORWARD AND GIVES ROGER A COMPASSIONATE LOOK.
Sloan: The decision is yours.
ROGER SIGHS AND TOSSES HIS HEAD.
Roger: I don’t know. I--
Tom: (pointedly interrupting him) Fifteen people died.
Roger: I wasn’t responsible. I can’t change what happened. I can't stop evolution!
Tom: We’ve all risked our lives. You understand that? To stop this. To stop them. We have no other choice.
(OO, HE’S SOOOO ANGRY!)
ROGER SIGHS IN RESIGNATION.
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A CAR DRIVES UP A WET STREET (EL NINO STRIKES AGAIN), TOWARDS TWO MEN. A FILM CREW RACES ACROSS THE STREET AS THE CAR PARKS. ONE OF THE MEN OPENS THE CAR DOOR AND ATTWOOD GETS OUT. ROGER GETS OUT OF THE PASSENGER SIDE AND THEY WALK DOWN THE STREET.
Attwood: How do you feel?
Roger: I’d feel a whole lot better if the person we’re hoping will show up wasn't interested in killing me.
CUT TO TOM AND SLOAN, STANDING IN A DOORWAY. TOM IS FIXING AN EARPIEICE. (HE LOOKS DAMN SEXY. STILL HAS THE MOCK T-NECK AND BLACK COAT ON, BUT NOW HE ALSO WEARS HIS TASTY MID-LENGTH GREY OVERCOAT.)
Tom: (to Sloan) If she shows up, I’ll know.
HE PLACES HIS HAND ON SLOAN’S ELBOW.
Tom: I’ll sense her.
TOM STEPS AWAY FROM SLOAN.
CUT TO ROGER, STANDING IN FRONT OF THE BOARDED-UP BAR, REPORTERS SURROUNDING HIM.
Roger: Ladies and gentlemen. As you know, several weeks ago there was an announcement that a new species of man had been discovered.
TOM IS SCANNING THE CROWD, LOOKING FOR LISA. THE SIDEWALKS BUSTLE. A WOMAN WITH LONG DARK HAIR APPROACHES UNDER A LARGE UMBRELLA.
Roger: I heard it, as you did, for the first time at the press conference.
THE WOMAN WITH THE UMBRELLA PASSES TOM.
Roger: And I was amazed. I was researching an article on missing persons for the Tribune, and I, like you...
CUT TO TOM, WHO SENSES SOMETHING. HE PUTS HIS HAND TO HIS TEMPLE, ALMOST AS IF IN PAIN. HE FLASHES ON AN IMAGE OF THE REPORTERS CROWDED AROUND ROGER.
Roger: ....disbelieved the notion. However...
SLOAN IS WATCHING TOM AND SEES HIS DISTRESS. SHE SPEAKS INTO A PORTABLE RADIO.
Sloan: What is it?
Tom: (speaking into a nifty little gadget on his wrist) I don’t know.
Roger: I can now offer evidence, that the crime that occurred here, was the work of that new species.
TOM FLASHES AGAIN, BUT THE IMAGES ARE DISTORTED.
Sloan: (her voice fuzzy to Tom) Is she here?
Tom: I can’t tell. There’s nothing clear.
DISTORTED IMAGES CONTINUE TO FLASH AT TOM. THE REPORTERS ARE IN AN UPROAR AT ROGER YOUNG’S STATEMENTS. THE LADY WITH THE UMBRELLA RAISES HER MICROPHONE TO ROGER. WE CAN SEE IT IS NOT A NORMAL MICROPHONE. IMAGES CONTINUE TO POUND TOM AS REPORTERS BADGER ROGER WITH QUESTIONS.
Tom: Something’s happening.
TOM FLASHES ON AN IMAGE OF THE UMBRELLA WOMAN’S MICROPHONE. HE GRABS HIS GUN OUT OF HIS WAISTBAND.
Tom: Get down!
THE UMBRELLA WOMAN FIRES HER MICROPHONE. IT IS A GUN IN DISGUISE. THE REPORTERS ALL DROP TO THE GROUND. SLOAN GASPS AS ROGER IS SHOT. TOM RUSHES OVER AS SLOAN JOINS HIM AND ATTWOOD BESIDE ROGER.
Attwood: (to Sloan) He’s dead.
THE UMBRELLA WOMAN COLLECTS HER THINGS AND STROLLS AWAY UNNOTICED. TOM LOOKS AROUND FOR HER, THEN UP AT SLOAN, WHO HAS HER HEAD IN HER HANDS IN SHOCK. THE UMBRELLA WOMAN GETS INTO A CAR AND GIVES A NOD TO THE GREY-HAIRED MAN IN THE DRIVER SEAT. THEY DRIVE OFF.
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AT THE BIO LAB. TOM SITS, DEJECTED. SLOAN STANDS ABOVE HIM AND ED IS AT HIS LEFT, LOOKING DOWN AT TOM.
Ed: So what’s the deal? I thought you could spot one of your own.
Tom: I can.
Ed: Obviously not very well.
TOM LOOKS UP AT ED WITH A RATHER MENACING LOOK.
Tom: You think I didn’t want to see her? That I wanted that guy shot?
Ed: I don’t know what to think anymore.
TOM TURNS TO LOOK AT SLOAN, WHO IS LOOKING PENSIVE. HE EXHALES.
Tom: I just uh...I could sense something, but nothing was clear.
Sloan: I don’t understand. At the motel, you could sense Roger before he unlocked the door. You could always sense Lynch coming. What happened out there?
Tom: I don’t know.
Ed: Or you’re not saying.
TOM STANDS AND ADVANCES ON ED.
Sloan: Hey, wait a second! Ok. Could-could she be doing something to mask herself, to prevent you from noticing?
Tom: (voice soft and low with anger) Yeah, maybe.
Sloan: Biofeedback, maybe. Olympic athletes, they use it all the time to lower their heart and respiratory rates.
Tom: Lewis could’ve taught her anything. Whatever it would take to complete her mission.
Sloan: This is worse that we thought. I mean, if they can fly under Tom’s radar, no one stands a chance.
A KNOCK SOUNDS ON THE DOOR, AND RAY ENTERS THE OFFICE.
Sloan: Ray. Have you found her?
Ray: Well, we found someone. Suicide victim. Found her body about a block away from the killing . There were notes with it. A gun the same caliber used to kill Young. Even a diary explaining how she’d been stalking him for months.
Tom: It’s not her. It’s a cover to discredit the lab. This way even the press won’t even listen.
Ray: Or the police department. As far as they’re concerned, it’s an open and shut case. Nice and neat.
Sloan: And she’s still out there.
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