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Flahsbakc from Jarod's childhood
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Sydney |
Very good work Jarod. You’re making progress. |
Young Jarod |
Sydney? Who’s that? Who’s that boy? |
Sydney |
Another test subject. He’s working with another doctor. |
Young Jarod |
What’s his name? Can I talk to him? |
Sydney |
No. |
Young Jarod |
But I don’t have any friends. |
Sydney |
You wont be seeing him again. |
Young Jarod |
Sydney, where are they taking him? |
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On a plane
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Garrison |
Yeah, this is Garrison, Flight 1701. Tell the Oklahoma office we have their witness, sealed and ready to deliver. |
Lane |
Remind them we’ve got better things to do than escort their chameleon. |
Garrison |
Goth that? Yeah. 1701 out. |
Lane |
Still no update on Eugene’s locale. |
Garrison |
That’s all right. We’ll find him just as soon as we finish playing escort to the Man of a Thousand Faces. |
Lane |
Come on!! Let’s go in there. Hey Lon Chaney, hurry it up in there. |
Lon Chaney |
Ho! Marshal Cody. How do I look? |
Jarod |
Well, it’s a face only a mother could love. |
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The Centre - Broot's office
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Broots |
Oh God! |
Miss Parker |
Unpucker your sphincter Broots, it’s just me. |
Broots |
Miss Parker, I didn’t… hear you come in. |
Miss Parker |
And how’s your little John Tesh fan? |
Broots |
Fine. She’s she’s fine. I’ll uh… I’ll tell her you said hello. Um, is there something on your mind? |
Miss Parker |
I need a personal favour. |
Broots |
From me? |
Miss Parker |
Is it possible to run a global internet search without anyone from the Centre knowing? |
Broots |
Oh, I guess, yes. But if they, if they uh, catch you, they’d crucify you. Why? You want me to see if someone’s been doing it? |
Miss Parker |
I want you to do it for me. |
Broots |
No, no, I couldn’t do that. |
Miss Parker |
Please. |
Broots |
Okay. |
Miss Parker |
These are missing children for the late ’60s. Names, birthdays, physical attributes, some photos. Nobody can see this. Do not scan these pictures and don’t transmit them over the Internet. |
Broots |
But… |
Miss Parker |
If you find anything, find me. |
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Flight 1701
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Lon Chaney |
Well, if it isn’t the Keystone Kops. |
Lane |
We spend our lives keepin’ mob snitches alive, and all we get is grief. There’s a bunch of guys with flat noses that would like to get their hands on you. |
Lon Chaney |
With Marshal Cody here… never happen. Unlike you and Garrison, he’s never lost a witness. |
Lane |
Oh yeah? Well, all I know is the quicker we dump your butt, the sooner we can get back on our case. |
Garrison |
Cool it, Lane. Marshal Cody’s just tryin’ to do his job. Let’s go in the back and get you somethin’ to drink. You’re a fun guy. |
Jarod |
Did I miss something? |
Lon Chaney |
All the marshals in DC were laughin’ about it. Heard about it during my holdover. One of their witnesses, a guy named Diggs, he bolts on their watch. |
Jarod |
Well, in this business, that sort of thing happens. |
Lon Chaney |
That’s only half the story. A couple weeks before that, this Diggs’ partner, he cuts up Garrison with a homemade knife and he takes a dive from 30,000 feet during the plane transfer. |
Jarod |
Must have been pretty embarrassing for the Marshals Service. |
Lon Chaney |
Now you’re catching on, I thought you must have heard about it. |
Jarod |
I’ve been busy. |
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The Centre -Sydney’s Office
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Sydney (on phone)
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Dr Shafton? Sydney, I need to see you. |
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US Marshal’s Service Oklahoma City - Oklahoma
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Jarod |
Lane. Look, I know it must feel like a slap in the face, the service transferring me into the middle of your case like that. |
Lane |
Nothing personal, but we were doin’ just fine without you. Look, this Diggs thing just has me on edge. That’s all. |
Jarod |
I’m here to help. Mind if I take a look? |
Lane |
In three days, Eugene Diggs is supposed to testify against the Arellano cartel. If we don’t get him back, the government’s case goes south and these drug runners walk. |
Garrison |
We’ll get ‘im back. We’re not gonna break for chow till we do. |
Jarod |
S-P-A-M, what;s it stand for? |
Garrison |
America. If we hadn’t shipped that stuff to England during World War II, the Beatles would’ve sung in German. |
Jarod |
I imagine the sound of an insect vocalising in any language would be fantastic. Do you mind? Mnnn, it’s delicious. |
Lane |
Are we gonna go talk to Eugene’s wife or not? |
Garrison |
Beats himself up over everything. That’s one bad habit I can’t get that kid to shake. Come on. |
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Garrison |
Diggs and his best friend, Jimmy Rayford, owned a little air cargo company in Arkansas. Business was in trouble, so Jimmy makes a deal with the Colombians to fly some special cargo. Now Eugene, who trusts Jimmy with his life thinks they’re haulin’ coffee beans. Of course, Jimmy’s runnin’ cocaine. DEA nails ’em so we got them to testify against the cartel for reduced sentences. Case closed. |
Jarod |
Till Jimmy Rayford tries to attack you with a homemade knife during an air transfer… tries to escape by parachute out of one of our planes and leaves Eugene Diggs to take the fall. |
Garrison |
Bad news travels fast, huh? |
Jarod |
Well, I guess the boys in Washington aren’t too happy with you guys. |
Garrison |
They’re not the only ones. |
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Helen's house
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Helen |
How the hell could I talk to Eugene? You got your people camped out in my front yard. You got my phone lines tapped. My friends won’t even come near this place anymore. |
Garrison |
The truth is we might be the only friends that you have left. Now, your ‘e not doin’ Eugene any favours by lyin’ to us. |
Helen |
Eugene is scared. Jimmy said these cartel guys were tough, that they’d just as soon as kill you as look at you. |
Garrison |
Then let us help you. |
Helen |
Like you helped Jimmy Rayford? |
Jarod |
Mrs Diggs, we can protect you… both of you, from the cartel. |
Helen |
I told you already, I don’t know anything He’s out there alone, scared, without a friend. Who can he trust now? |
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Jarod’s Lair
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DSA 31st January, 1968 |
Sydney |
Jarod, you need to finish the simulation. |
Young Jarod |
I wanna see the other boy. |
Sydney |
You know I can’t allow you to have contact with anyone. |
Young Jarod |
Fine. Then I can’t finish the simulation. |
Sydney |
Why not? |
Young Jarod |
How am I supposed to pretend to do this if I’ve never had a friend? |
Sydney |
You can simulate a lot of things you’ve never done before. |
Young Jarod |
I want to see the other boy Sydney. I want to know what it’s like to have a friend. |
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End of DSA |
Jarod |
Yes? |
Garrison (on phone) |
Yeah, it’s Garrison. Diggs lawyer just came in. Eugene wants to talk. |
Jarod |
I’m on my way. |
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Conference Room - Marshal’s Service
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Garrison |
I hope for your sake, your client’s callin’ to give up. |
Michaels |
I put you in contact with him. What, now I have to talk him off the ledge too? Sorry, I forgot about your war wound. |
Jarod |
Deputy Marshal Jarod Cody. |
Michaels |
Cody. Guess that makes me Annie Oakley. |
Lane |
Here we go. |
Garrison |
Eugene? |
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Eugene in a phone booth |
Eugene |
How’s Helen? How’s my wife? Have you seen her? |
Garrison |
Son, your wife would be a whole lot better off if you’d just stop this nonsense and bring yourself in. |
Eugene |
I can’t do that. Colombians will find us. That’s what Jimmy said, that’s why I ran. I ain’ t sticking my neck out with nobody standin’ behind me. |
Garrison |
You forget Jimmy. The cartel didn’t kill him, and you know it. Now, Jimmy abandoned you. |
Eugene |
No, he got scared. Jimmy was my best friend, man. |
Garrison |
He sold you out, Eugene. He never told you about the drugs and he tried to run and leave you to take the rap. |
Eugene |
No. He made a mistake. He was just trying to save our business. Look, I’m not gonna listen to this anymore. |
Jarod |
You loved Jimmy, didn’t you? He was like a brother to you. |
Eugene |
Who’s this? |
Jarod |
My name is Jarod. It’s lonely out there. |
Eugene |
What the hell do you know about it? |
Jarod |
You’ve been running, and you’re scared. You feel like you can’t trust anybody. Nobody’s telling you the truth. |
Eugene |
I didn’t want any of this. |
Jarod |
I know you didn’t. But you can’t run forever. |
Eugene |
But it’s safer for me and for Helen. Hey. You tell her I love her, Jarod. |
Jarod |
Eugene. Eugene. |
Lane |
Public phone. Collinsville, Texas. |
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Collinsville - Texas
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Jarod |
Eugene. You don’t need to run anymore. |
Eugene |
Jarod? |
Jarod |
Yes. It’s going to be okay. |
Garrison |
He’s got a gun. |
Jarod |
I promise. |
Garrison |
Federal Marshal! Freeze! We’re moving to you Jarod. |
Jarod |
He’s unarmed. Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot! He’s unarmed! Don’t shoot! |
Garrison |
Get after him! |
Man |
Hey! That’s my bike! |
Garrison |
I got one dead drug runner, a trial set to start in 72 hours and now this! There goes your perfect record. |
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The Centre - Broot's office
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Broots |
I’ve been combing state and federal databases. Every time I get close to someone with remotely comparable parameters, I hit a brick wall. |
Miss Parker |
You can pick up women on the computer, but you can’t do this? |
Broots |
No, not if I can’t send pictures over the Internet. I’m sorry. |
Miss Parker |
Okay. You age one of the photographs and send it out. |
Broots |
I wanna know what this is about. |
Miss Parker |
Excuse me? |
Broots |
It’s just that I’m risking my neck here and I… I have a right to know why. |
Miss Parker |
It’s about my mother. These children may have had something to do with her death. |
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Eugene Diggs Place
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Helen |
So who’d he look? |
Jarod |
Like someone who misses his wife a lot. You know, the only thing he’s worried about… is you. You two look very happy. |
Helen |
It’s our honeymoon. Be a year next month. You always hear about those people that marry their first true love. Well, that was me and Eugene. I never even kissed another boy. After the ceremony, we went down to a little motel in Corpus Christi. |
Jarod |
Looks very nice. |
Helen |
Oh, it was a rathole. But it was all we could afford, so it’s… it’s special to us. Eugene doesn’t trust you people anymore. |
Jarod |
Because of Jimmy Rayford? |
Helen |
They went to grade school together. Some older boys were beatin’ up on Eugene and Jimmy came in and stood up for him. Got his butt whipped, but, uh, he saved Eugene from a lot worse. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard that story. |
Jarod |
Well, they were best friends. Few things are stronger than that. |
Helen |
Yeah, the one person that Eugene thought that he could always trust and believe in turned him into a drug runner and sold him out. But to Eugene, Jimmy was everything |
Jarod |
You ever think that maybe Eugene was right about Jimmy? |
Helen |
Jimmy Rayford jumped off that plane because he’s a coward. He tried to hang everything on Eugene. That’s what kind of best friend he was. |
Jarod |
Mrs Diggs…two federal marshals… they opened fire on your husband today. They missed. Next time, he might not be so lucky. Help me, so I can help Eugene. |
Helen |
There’s a pay phone. He calls me. |
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Dr Shafton’s Office
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Sydney |
I have never been so afraid, Dr Shafton. |
Dr Shafton |
Is this about Mr Raines? |
Sydney |
Everywhere he goes, everything he touches… dishonesty, malice. |
Dr Shafton |
Well, why haven’t you confronted him? |
Sydney |
Raines is a dangerous man. He may be involved with the murder of Miss Parker’s mother. And that accident that put my brother in the coma? It may not have been an accident at all. |
Dr Shafton |
Now– Your ‘e making excuses Sydney. |
Sydney |
I fantasise about killing… killing him. |
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US Marshal’s Service Oklahoma City - Oklahoma
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Garrison |
Now we’ve got less than 48 hours before the grand jury convenes. I want Diggs back where he belongs, ready to testify. |
Lane |
I have to find him. |
Jarod |
Why? So you can put a bullet through his head? |
Lane |
He’s a fugitive. |
Jarod |
He’s a kid. |
Lane |
He reached for a gun. |
Jarod |
That’s a lie and you know it. Why is this case so personal to you? I checked the file. There’s no connection between you and Diggs. What happened the night that Jimmy Rayford died? |
Lane |
It was my fault. That’s what happened. I went up into the cockpit to call in a report. Next thing I know, cabin pressure’s gone and Garrison’s layin’ there, all cut up. |
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Flashback |
Garrison |
Lane! Help me! |
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Enf of flashback |
Lane |
Bob Garrison gave me my break into the marshals, and I let him down. He’s not just my boss. He’s my friend. |
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Jarod’s lair
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Flashback |
Sweeper |
We found him Sydney. We found him on the sublevel elevator goin’ down. |
Sydney |
You can’t escape from there. |
Young Jarod |
I wasn’t trying to escape. I was trying to find my friend. |
Sydney |
Jarod. |
Young Jarod |
I just know if I saw him once, I know he’d be my friend. |
Sydney |
I don’t have the authority. |
Young Jarod |
I’m just tired of being alone… tired of not having anybody to talk to. If I had a friend, I’d do anything for him. |
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End of flashback |
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Jimmy Rayford Confession Tape |
Garrison |
Come on Jimmy, we’ve been talking here for 15 hours. |
Jimmy Rayford |
You gotta promise me Eugene’s gonna be okay. He didn’t know anything. I got him into this. I gotta do right by him, you know? I’ll take the prison time. You just gotta protect Eugene from the Colombians. He’s my friend. |
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Flashback |
Young Jarod |
If I had a friend, I’d do anything for him. |
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US Marshal’s Service Oklahoma City - Oklahoma
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Michaels |
So, Agent Cody, is this your idea of a bribe? |
Jarod |
Now, why would I want to bribe you? |
Michaels |
Because you think I’ve been talking to Eugene. |
Jarod |
I do want to talk to you about the case. |
Michaels |
Talk. |
Jarod |
I got a copy of Jimmy Rayford’s confession. |
Michaels |
How the hell did you get that? |
Jarod |
I pretended to by a federal prosecutor assigned to the case. I’m kidding. Garrison had it. |
Michaels |
So? |
Jarod |
So, Jimmy Rayford asked for a tougher sentence from the US attorney with the condition that Eugene got a Witness Protection Program. Eugene got it, correct? |
Michaels |
Yeah. |
Jarod |
So why would Jimmy Rayford attack a US Marshal and jump out of an airplane if he had what he wanted? |
Michaels |
Have you ever spent any time in a federal prison? |
Jarod |
Some. |
Michaels |
So then you know it’s… its no Club Med. |
Jarod |
So you’re saying that Jimmy Rayford ran because he wanted to avoid jail time? That doesn’t make sense. |
Michaels |
Well, tell that to Garrison. He’s the one who took 75 stitches in the back. |
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Jarod’s lair
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Garrison on tape |
Agent Lane had gone to the forward cabin to radio ahead. The prisoner asked to use the restroom. Once we were in the rear of the plane, he bent to tie his shoe and retrieved a homemade knife from his sock. He reached up from a bent position and lunged at me. Lunged at me. And lunged at me. I made a defensive move, but he caught me in the back with a downward movement. Caught me in the back with a downward movement. Caught me in the back with a downward movement. You can see the point of impact from the cut in my shirt. I went down immediately, and that’s when the prisoner escaped. Reached up from a bent position and lunged at me. I made a defensive move, but he caught me in the back with a downward movement. You can see the point of impact from the cut in my shirt. I went down immediately, and that’s when the prisoner escaped. This is a terrible tragedy for the entire Marshal’s Service. |
Jarod |
Well, Garrison, looks like you stabbed yourself in the back this time. |
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The Centre - Broot's office
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Miss Parker |
Are you sure nobody’s been monitoring your terminal? |
Broots |
As sure as anything gets around here. Uh, I disconnected the link from the Centre mainframe. This baby, uh, should be flying solo. |
Miss Parker |
Are those the same clothes you were wearing yesterday? |
Broots |
Oh, yeah. I’ve been running faces against the DMV files across the country for like, the last 16 hours, and… I came up with Dara Landers, 32, lives in suburban Milwaukee. |
Miss Parker |
Address. |
Broots |
Oh. I, uh, hope this helps you find the truth you’re looking for. |
Miss Parker |
Thank you. And take a bath, would you, Broots? |
Broots |
Mmmm. |
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A phone cabin
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Jarod |
Try to keep him calm. |
Diggs |
Helen. |
Helen |
Eugene. I want you to come home baby. I miss you so much. This doesn’t make much sense anymore. |
Diggs |
Listen, I know. But I can’t trust these people anymore. They tried to kill me Helen. If they even knew where I was… if they even knew… we’d never see each other again. |
Helen |
Eugene, they might already know. |
Diggs |
Why? What are you talkin’ about? You didn’t tell them about me callin’ you? |
Helen |
I’m sorry honey. |
Diggs |
You told ’em I called you? Why? |
Helen |
‘Cause I’m afraid. That’s… |
Diggs |
You sold me out girl, I cannot believe you did that to me Helen. You just sold me out. |
Helen |
But we can trust Jarod. I shouldn’t have done this. He’s scared and I don’t know where he’s gonna go. |
Jarod |
He’s gonna go where he feels safe, like maybe a honeymoon hotel. |
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Dr Shafton’s Office
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Dr Shafton |
Sydney. Would you tell me more about these violent fantasies you’ve been having? |
Sydney |
I think about what Raines did. Take Angelo. Angelo was my project… very special. That is until Raines twisted him into something else. When I think of all the innocent minds he has destroyed. |
Dr Shafton |
Can’t you solicit help from someone from the Centre, the Director? |
Sydney |
I cannot trust her. I cannot trust anyone of authority at the Centre. |
Dr Shafton |
What about Miss Parker? |
Sydney |
She digs into matters she shouldn’t. I’ve warned her several times, but she won’t listen to me. |
Dr Shafton |
How does that make you feel? |
Sydney |
Angry! Helpless! |
Dr Shafton |
What else? What else Sydney? |
Sydney |
I can’t take much more. |
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Eugene's lair
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Jarod |
It’s me, it’s Jarod. |
Diggs |
You almost got me killed, Jarod. |
Jarod |
I had nothing to do with that, I promise you. |
Diggs |
Yeah, well, your last promise nearly got my head blown off, man. |
Jarod |
Look, I understand why you feel that way. But you have to trust me. |
Diggs |
You people can’t protect me, so I don’t need you anymore. I don’t need anybody anymore. |
Jarod |
Well, there’s somebody that really needs you. |
Diggs |
You shouldn’t have told him. You should have trusted me, the way I trusted you, the way I trusted Jimmy. |
Helen |
I’m sorry, I was afraid honey. |
Diggs |
So you bring him here? |
Helen |
No, no. He’s not like the others. You can believe him. I swear, I swear. Oh. |
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US Marshal’s Service Oklahoma City - Oklahoma
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Jarod |
Welcome home. |
Garrison |
What the hell are you doin’, Jarod? You move without me? You put a civilian into a volatile situation? |
Jarod |
You issued a challenge, sir. I took it. |
Michaels |
What’s important is Eugene is here, and he’s still your witness. Now, tomorrow morning, we get on that plane, and we take down the cartel. |
Garrison |
Yeah? Well, he moves first thing in the mornin’. You got that? |
Michaels |
Bring in the wife, smart move. |
Jarod |
When you’re on the run, people you love, people you miss, they’re the most important things to you. |
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On a street
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Colombian |
What the hell are we paying you for? You don’t exactly come cheap, Marshal. Both of these witnesses should have been taken care of by now. My client is pleased about Jimmy Rayford but Diggs was never supposed to be brought in alive. |
Garrison |
Well, there were some unforeseen complications there. |
Colombian |
It doesn’t matter. That plane will land but it will be in a million pieces when it does. |
Garrison |
That’s what this remote control is for, right? |
Colombian |
It will disable the electrical system. |
Garrison |
Whatever you say. |
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Lander’s House
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Miss Parker |
Hello, I’m looking for Dara Landers. |
Mrs Landers |
I thought one day you might come. |
Miss Parker |
Might come? |
Mrs Landers |
You’re Dara’s sister, aren’t you? |
Miss Parker |
Her sister? |
Mrs Landers |
You look just like the woman who gave Dara up for adoption. Her name was Catherine. |
Miss Parker |
Parker. |
Mrs Landers |
I’m not sure. The lawyer was the only one who knew her last name. |
Miss Parker |
May I speak with Dara? |
Mrs Landers |
I assumed you knew. Dara passed away two months ago. Dara was a gifted child. She graduated college at 17. She loved the theatre, playing the different roles. Even when she was a little girl, she would make up an entire world and then lose herself in it. |
Miss Parker |
She seemed to have a very happy life. |
Mrs Landers |
We wanted to give her the best that any child could possibly have. |
Miss Parker |
The lawyer who arranged the adoption, do you know his name? |
Mrs Landers |
Steinman. Mnn, no. Uh, ‘berg’. Steinberg. Michael Stienberg. Yes. |
Miss Parker |
Do you know where I might find him? |
Mrs Landers |
I’m sorry. He move away without a word. Um, I think it was back in ’82. |
Miss Parker |
And you had no further contact with my mother? |
Mrs Landers |
No. No, but I remember that Mr Stienberg said she had a dream of moving to Europe, of giving her little daughter a better life. That must have been you. |
Miss Parker |
If I may ask… how did Dara… |
Mrs Landers |
Surgery. Removing her appendix. One minute she was just fine, and the next minute… |
Miss Parker |
What’s this? |
Mrs Landers |
Oh, uh, Dara had it when, when your mother brought her to us. You can have it if you like. We wanted all of Dara’s friends to have a memento. |
Miss Parker |
Thank you. |
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Jarod’s Lair
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Jarod |
Jarod here. |
Helen |
It’s Helen. I-I’m worried about Eugene. |
Jarod |
Helen, don’t worry. There is no way that Eugene is getting on that plane. |
Helen |
No, but, Garrison and Lane just took him. They’re flying him tonight. |
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On a plane
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Pilot |
Looks like someone’s entered the cargo area. |
Lane |
Boss, somethin’s up. The pilot just buzzed me. He got a warning light. Someone may have accessed the plane. |
Garrison |
Where? Heads up Lane. |
Lane |
There’s nobody down there, but there’s a panel open. |
Garrison |
Where’s the access hatch? |
Lane |
It’s in the back. |
Garrison |
Alright, you stay here. |
Lane |
No, I’m comin’ with you. You remember what happened last time. |
Garrison |
You didn’t know when to let go kid. |
Diggs |
What’s goin’ on? |
Garrison |
Everything’s fine. Stay in your seats. Thank you. Give me your piece. Give me your piece, boy! That-a-boy. |
Jarod |
Is this what happened to Jimmy Rayford? You just dump him at 30,000 feet because he was gonna tell the truth? |
Garrison |
The truth don’t pay as well as it used it to. Now, I push this button, two minutes later, this plane becomes a fireball spread all over the Oklahoma countryside. |
Michaels |
Wait here. |
Garrison |
Good move partner. |
Jarod |
Why? |
Michaels |
Economics. There’s no money defending the Jimmy Rayford’s of the world. |
Garrison |
Grab the parachute. Take the remote, here. |
Michaels |
No, here. |
Garrison |
Bitch. Bitch. |
Michaels |
See, Jarod? Friends will burn you every time. |
Jarod |
No!! |
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Co-Pilot |
Electrical systems out! Go to reserve! |
Pilot |
Mayday! Mayday!. This is US Marshal flight 1701. We’ve lost flight control. I repeat. We’ve lost flight control. |
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Jarod |
Cover her. |
Lane |
Jarod. |
Jarod |
Garrison and Michaels are working together. I’ll explain later. |
Lane |
What are you gonna do? |
Jarod |
Tell the pilot to get ready to pull up hard. |
Pilot |
We’ve got one minute, tops! We’ve got 30 seconds. |
Lane |
You got 30 seconds Jarod. |
Pilot |
Fifteen seconds! |
Lane |
We got 15 seconds! |
Pilot |
Yes. |
Co-Pilot |
Alright. |
Jarod |
Well. I always knew that would come in handy. |
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Jarod |
Well, looks like we finally got the shackles on the right person. |
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The Centre - Broot's office
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Broots on phone |
Miss Parker. I’m packing in the search, I’m out of it. |
Miss Parker |
Why? |
Broots |
I got results on some of the other names from your mother’s files. Most of them are dead. |
Miss Parker |
Don’t you fall apart on me now, Broots. |
Broots |
No. You don’t understand. They died of sudden, unexplained illnesses, all within the last six months. |
Miss Parker |
Oh, my God. |
Broots |
Yes. This is bad. This is…. very… I gotta go. |
Raines |
You look upset, Mr Broots. Is everything alright? |
Broots |
Tracking Jarod is a full time job, sir. |
Raines |
And you’ve been putting in long hours. I’m distressed to discover that you took your computer off the network. It makes me wonder if your loyalties are to this mission or some personal endevour. |
Broots |
I, I don’t have any personal endevours. |
Raines |
Perhaps I should reacquaint you with the consequences of lying to the Centre. |
Sydney |
Broots’ actions are under my authority. |
Raines |
Then I should hold you responsible for the lack of results. |
Sydney |
You can do whatever you like, but we won’t get any results until you get out of my way. |
Raines |
I have business to attend to. We’ll discuss this further at another time. |
Sydney |
You know where to find me. |
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The Centre - Sydney's office
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DSA, Feb 6, ’68 |
Sydney |
Jarod has expressed his inability to complete the simulation without another pretender. As a result, I’ve convinced a colleague to establish new parameters for the Pretender program. Jarod, there’s someone I want you to meet. Jarod, this is Kyle. Kyle, Jarod. |
Young Jarod |
Hi. |
Young Kyle |
Hi. |
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End of DSA |
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A parking
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Jarod |
Where did they take you, Kyle? |
Lane |
He buried ’em Jarod. You should have been there. |
Jarod |
Alright. |
Lane |
Good luck to you. Thank you. |
Jarod |
So you two are finally gonna start your new life together. |
Helen |
Thank you, Jarod. |
Diggs |
So, who are we gonna be? |
Jarod |
Don’t worry. Nobody’s ever gonna find you. I have experience with this sort of thing. |
Diggs |
You’re the Marshal. |
Jarod |
Well, not really. Actually, today, I think I’ll be a chef. |
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Carnival
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Woman |
Hey, cowboy. What’s your secret ingredient? |
Jarod |
Well, now, if I told you that, it wouldn’t be no secret. Here you go, little lady. Enjoy. |