A Penitentiary |
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Guard | You got my radio or what? |
Guard 2 | You know the drill. |
Guard | Better tighten them shackles. |
Guard 2 | Houdini couldn’t get out of these. |
Guard | Tighten ’em. |
Guard 2 | Why? This convict’s not playing with a full deck? |
Guard | Deck and a half, brother. All wild cards. Bit a guard’s nose off once. Said he didn’t like the way the guard used it to look down on him. |
Guard 2 | A little reeducation will change his diet. Signed, sealed and soon to be delivered. Hey, hey. |
Guard | Like I said. Wild cards. |
Guard 2 | That’s a taste of your future. Come on. |
Orthodontist Clinic |
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Jarod | Now, remember, always irrigate your gums. |
Peter | I aqua-flush every night. |
Jarod | Good. What about your brother? |
Peter | He doesn’t even floss. Ike, can I have my sucker, please? Thank you. We try with him, Dr Jarod, but I guess Ike will always be a Goofus. |
Jarod | A Goofus? |
Peter | And Gallant. It’s all in here. |
Jarod | “Goofus leaves his room a mess. Gallant makes his bed every day.” A morality lesson in a children’s comic book. Fascinating. I’ll have to read these. |
News Reporter on TV | The convicts took control of the transport van. Moments ago, I spoke with the prison guards lucky to have survived. |
Guard 2 on TV | All of a sudden, he was in the cab. Thought he was gonna kill us right there. |
Peter | Cool. |
Guard 2 on TV | He kept smiling at us like he was having funmessing with our minds. He locked us in the back ofthe van, drove into the pond. Only an inch of air to breathe. I thought I was gonna die. |
Reporter | The F.B.I. Task Force, led by Special Agent Korkos is on the trail of this criminal, known only as John Doe. The escapee is 6’1″, 175 pounds and has a distinctive burn mark on his right hand. We’ll have more on this breaking story as information becomes available. |
Ike | Cool |
Peter | He’s incorrigible, Dr Jarod. Dr Jarod? |
Jarod's Lair |
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DSA: 8/17/68 | |
Young Jarod | You have to talk. |
Young Kyle | No. |
Young Jarod | Why? The anticipation of pain is clearly more effective than the pain itself. He’s almost at the brink. |
Raines | Don’t argue with me, just do it. |
Young Jarod | But… |
Raines | Just do it. |
Young Kyle | Ow! You burnt my hand! |
Young Jarod | It was real, Sydney. |
Sydney | You bastard! |
Raines | Sweepers. |
Sydney | Get to the infirmary now. |
Young Jarod | Kyle, I’m sorry! I would never hurt you. Kyle, I would never hurt you. I would never hurt you. Kyle. |
End of flashback |
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Jarod | I’d never hurt you. |
The Penitentiary |
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Jarod | In all the time that he’s been here, did you interact with him? |
Guard | Oh, yeah, we interacted, but it wasn’t always him.He always thought he was somebody different every time you see him. Could talk with a doctor, astronaut, anything. Yeah, so what do you criminal psychologists call that anyway? Yeah, so what do you criminal psychologists call that anyway? Multiple personalities? |
Jarod | Something like that. |
Guard | Weird too, man. I mean, this guy spends 10 years in stir and nobody could figure out who he was, where he come from. |
Jarod | Is that why you called him “John Doe”? |
Guard | Yeah. I actually believe this guydidn’t know who he was either. He used to tell me there was voices speakingto him in his head all the time. In this guy’s case, them voices were really there.And when those voices told him he wassomebody different, he made you believe it too. |
Jarod | Really? |
Guard | I remember one time I played along with him.He told me he was an I.R.S. investigator. So I let him do my taxes. The guy got me a $4,000 refund. Hey. I always wondered where he kept that thing. He used to sit there, scribbling in that thing like a madman every time his doctor left. What’s it say? |
Jarod | That he’s dangerous. What was his doctor’s name? |
Guard | I called him “Dr. Wheezy.” Not polite I know,but hey, the guy, he breathed funny. I guess anybody would, dragging aroundhis own oxygen tank though, huh? |
The Centre - Sydney's simulation room |
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Sydney | We’re giving Angelo every red notebook Jarod ever made. |
Miss Parker | Now tell me again: Exactly what’s Buzz Boy going to do with them? |
Broots | The theory is that since Angelo can absorb all the personality data given to him maybe, just maybe, he might be able to determine where Jarod is emotionally and physically. |
Miss Parker | Well, then, let’s see what the potato head can do. |
Broots | Okay. |
Raines | Put it down, Angelo. Put him back in his space. |
Miss Parker | I have authorisation to use him. |
Raines | No one below me can authorise his use. |
Miss Parker | My father isn’t below you. This better work. |
Broots | Well, I know if it doesn’t, my butt’s on the line. |
Miss Parker | Mmm, wrong piece of anatomy. |
Harriet Tashman’s House |
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Harriet (phone) | Hello. This is Harriet. |
Korkos | Somebody open a window. It stinks in here. Do we have point of origin on that phone call yet? |
Agent | A friend called to warn Harriet Tashman about the escaped John Doe. They traced the call at local headquarters when I got there. |
Jarod | Special Agent Jarod Ness. I was sent by Washington. |
Korkos | Ness? |
Jarod | No relation. |
Korkos | Well, welcome aboard. We need all the help we can get on this one. The escapee is a John Doe. In the 10 years since his arrest, we couldn’t find anything about him. No priors. No fingerprint matches, D.N.A., nothing. Like he fell from the sky. He was convicted of a string of violent felonies on a cross-country binge that ended in the kidnapping of one Harriet Tashman whose spilled soup you happen to be standing in. All of those victims shared one common denominator. They were all terrified. This sick puppy relishes psychological torture. Doe stalked Miss Tashman for two days before he grabbed her at gunpoint and forced her to drive him away. Miss Tashman had the presence of mind to crash the car into an embankment injuring herself and John Doe, but thereby escaping whatever fate he had in store for her. That was 10 years ago. |
Jarod | And you think he’s after her again? |
Korkos | It’s speculation on my part, but all of those actions prior to her kidnap were random. He came here for her, and, clearly, he was taking her somewhere. Are we sure he was after her? He was before, and by the look of how quickly she left he must be again. |
Jenkins | Aren’t you guys done yet? |
Korkos | Who are you? |
Jenkins | Jenkins. I’m the manager of this place. |
Korkos | Ness, take Mr. Jenkins’s statement. |
Jenkins | Oh, come on. I gave a statement to the first guy. |
Jarod | The first guy? |
Jenkins | The F.B.I. agent who was here this morning. |
In a taxi |
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Cab Driver | Yeah, yeah. Where to? |
Kyle | Ahh…Perfect day like this, I’ll tell you when to stop. |
Cab Driver | Hey, hey, hey, hey. No smoking. |
Kyle | You mean me? |
Cab Driver | No. I mean the invisible guy next to you. Yeah, you. Put it out. |
Kyle | But I just lit it. |
Cab Driver | Put it out. |
Kyle | Whatever you say. |
The Centre - Sydney's simulation room |
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Sydney | Calm down, Miss Parker. You’ve got to have patience. |
Miss Parker | Patience? Don’t talk to me about patience. What I need is a cattle prod. Maybe that’ll jump-start the little lab rat. He hasn’t blinked, smiled, moved, nothing. |
Sydney | Angelo is absorbing his way through the notebooks chronologically. Right now, he’s in the mid-’70s. I believe I saw him squint around 1969. |
Broots | After looking at the notebook on Marilyn Monroe, I think he giggled. |
Miss Parker | I should never have put myself on the line for you two. This is a waste of time, Syd. |
Angelo leaps through the glass wall to attack Miss Parker | |
Broots | Angelo, no. |
Sydney | Sam, help! |
Broots | Let go of her, Angelo. Angelo, let go. Sweepers, help.! Angelo, let go! |
Sydney | Miss Parker, you okay? |
Broots | You okay? |
Miss Parker | What the hell was that? |
Sydney | A violent reaction to whatever was in the red notebook. |
Broots | It’s not red. The notebook he was absorbing, it’s blue. |
FBI Headquarters, Albany, New York |
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Reporter on Video | Residents were stunned by the attack on Harriet Tashman, a former nun. Tashman’s injuries were minor and sources report that she does not want to press charges. At the moment, a spokesperson for the police is telling us that they are considering this case closed. |
Jarod | Oh, my God. Mom. |
The Centre, Mr Parker’s Office |
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Miss Parker | He scared me. |
Mr Parker | I’m glad he didn’t hurt you. Angelo has always been a mystery. |
Miss Parker | Something on your mind? |
Mr Parker | Mr. Raines was upset that I gave you access to Angelo. |
Miss Parker | Boohoo for Dracula. |
Mr Parker | Angelo is his project. Apparently, Raines has been worried about him becoming violent. |
Miss Parker | The guy is a marshmallow. |
Mr Parker | Still, he attacked you. That justifies Raines’s fear and concern for you. |
Miss Parker | Concern? Daddy, you may not want to hear this,but I think he’s working behind your back. |
Mr Parker | He would not defy me. |
Miss Parker | I’m sorry. Daddy, I know that that tone is inappropriate. |
Mr Parker | No, no, no. You may be right. I’ve never doubted Raines’ dedication, but he’s been different. Ever since Jarod’s… been out, I… I’ve wondered if there was something. |
Miss Parker | Trust me, Daddy. There is. |
Mr Parker | Do you have anything tangible? |
Miss Parker | No. |
Mr Parker | If you should find something real, something I could trust… |
Miss Parker | I’ll bring it to your attention immediately. |
Harriet Tashman Farm |
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Caretaker | My grandpa was the caretaker here before me. Miss Harriet, she’s the woman who owns this place gave me the job after Grandpa died. She sends me money in the mail to keep it looking pretty for her. Funny, huh? |
Jarod | Funny? |
Caretaker | Â Well, that she wants it kept looking so pretty. She ain’t been herein 10 years or more. |
Jarod | Do you know where she is? How to reach her? |
Caretaker | No. I haven’t talked with her or anything .Sometimes… Sometimes I wonder if it’s really her that sends the money. |
Jarod | Have you ever seen this woman before? |
Caretaker | I have to go. |
Jarod | Joe Bill, please. This is my mother. I don’t know where she is. |
Caretaker | Never knew my mama. All there ever waswas me and Grandpa. He says we’re not supposed to talk about them. That they don’t live here. |
Jarod | They lived here? |
Caretaker | Over the barn. Almost never came out.Always alone. She had red hair and he made planes out of wood. Always planes. When I was little, Miss Harriet,she taught me how to read good… gooder. These people always seemed like that book about the little girlwho lived in the attic. Her name was Anne. |
Jarod | Anne Frank? The family that was hiding from the Nazis. |
Caretaker | Hiding. Hiding. They left right after Miss Harriet got took. Maybe it’s them that sends the money, huh? |
Jarod | Joe Bill, do you know where they went? |
Caretaker | Just went. They left some stuff. |
Jarod | Yes. |
Agent Meadow on phone | This is Agent Meadow. We got a lead on Doe. Korkos wants everyonehere now. Ness. Ness? |
Jarod | I’m on my way. I’ll be back. |
FBI Headquarters, Albany, New York |
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Korkos | Cabbie’s in County General psych ward. No injuries, but massive shock. Doc says he was literally scared nearly to death. |
Jarod | What happened? |
Korkos | He was tied into his seat. Mouth taped shut. Eyes taped open. |
Jarod | Like he wanted him to watch something. |
Korkos | His fate. Doe parked his cab on topof some railroad tracks facing a tunnel. |
Jarod | Did the cabbie give us any leads? |
Korkos | It’s hard to talk after some psycho’s put his cigarette out on your tongue. But he did say something about Doerepeating, “I decide who lives or dies.” All the more reason for us to find him before he finds Harriet Tashman if he hasn’t already. |
The Centre - Sydney's Office |
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Sydney | This blue notebook belonged to another subject. His name’s Kyle, and he was part of the Pretender program here years ago under the direction of then Dr. Raines. |
Miss Parker | I guess it only makes sense that you’d have more than one freak in your farm system. What makes Kyle so special? |
Sydney | The fact that he was officially released from the Centre before the date on the blue notebook. |
Broots | Are you saying that Raines kept Kyle for his own project? Where? |
Miss Parker | SL 27. |
The Centre - SL 27 |
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Broots | I rerouted the security system so if anyone has this place monitored, it should be all right for about 30 minutes or so. |
Miss Parker | Look, since we don’t have much time why don’t you keep your mouth shut and your eyes open. |
Broots | Fine with me. I don’t wanna be down here in the first place. |
Sydney | Over here. |
Miss Parker | My God. Somebody was forced to live here. |
Sydney | And from the look of these striations he spent a great deal of time trying to claw his way out of here. |
Broots | Sydney. Miss Parker. |
Sydney | Broots, where are you? |
Broots | Down here. Down the hall. |
Miss Parker | What is it? |
Broots | It’s a Brainchild. One of the first generation of super computers. |
Miss Parker | Raines’s Brainchild. This is what he used to record his work down here. |
Sydney | I had a computer like this in my early years with Jarod. And this was what we stored his SIM’s on before transferring them to DSA. Pretty useless now. |
Broots | Unless… those analogs were backed up. |
Miss Parker | In there? How? |
Broots | Some of these systems had primitive hard-drive memories. Computer club in college. |
Miss Parker | Do whatever it is you have to do. If it’s in there, I want it out. Call me when you have it. |
Broots | Whoa, whoa. Whoa. You want me to stay down here? Alone? |
Miss Parker | You still have 20 minutes. |
Jarod’s Lair |
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DSA 6/7/68 | |
Raines | Come on, Sydney. |
Young Jarod | Hi, Kyle. It’s me, Jarod. Remember? |
Young Kyle | We’re not supposed to talk. |
Young Jarod | Where are you from? |
Young Kyle | I don’t know. |
Jarod | Me neither. I only remember here. Do you know who you are? Do you know who you are? |
End of DSA | |
The Centre - Broot's office |
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Miss Parker | What did you find? |
Broots | Ten million bits of information. A lot of it’s about Kyle. My machines are sorting it out now but I did manage to transfer one SIM onto a DSA format. |
Miss Parker | What’s on it? |
DSA Kyle 9/12/68 | |
Young Kyle | It’s hot. I’m tired. I’ve been in Memphis for three days. Can’t sleep. There’s too many peopleoutside this motel. I’m getting ready. I’m gonna make history. I’m gonna close a bleeding wound. |
Raines | You don’t think Dr. King is a good man. |
Young Kyle | No. He’s dividing our country. We had laws, and we had order. King doesn’t obey, and now Americans, they’re afraid. |
Raines | Maybe it’s you who’s afraid. |
Young Kyle | No. He’s the menace. Kennedy gave in to him, and Hoover can’t stop him. It ends now. He has to die. |
Raines | Now, who are you to make that judgment? |
Young Kyle | I decide who lives or dies. I decide who lives or dies. |
End of DSA |
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Sydney | My God! He did it. |
Miss Parker | Did what? |
Sydney | Raines. He always wanted to do this experiment with one of the Pretenders. He thought that if he could feed him enough negative reinforcement he could strip them of their morality. And he could, uh, create a sociopath. |
Voice on the DSA |
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Young Kyle | I decide who lives or dies. I decide who lives or dies. |
DSA 8/10/68 | |
Sydney | Your ship was spying in our waters. We demand you sign the admission of aggression. |
Young Jarod | We’d rather die. |
Raines | What about you, Lieutenant? |
Young Kyle | Well…maybe Jarod’s right. |
Raines | Damn it! That’s it. |
Sydney | What are you doing? |
Raines | I never should’ve allowed it. We’re aborting. |
Sydney | Dr. Raines. Dr. Raines. |
Young Jarod | A Flying Cross. Did they give this to you? |
Young Kyle | No. I’ve just always had it. |
Young Jarod | Dr. Raines let you keep it? |
Young Kyle | Dr. Raines is my friend. |
Young Jarod | It’s origami. I’ll teach you how to make it sometime. Where do they keep you? |
Young Kyle | They take me down an elevator. I’m not sure where,but there’s sounds in the ceiling. |
Young Jarod | From the air vents. I hear those sounds too. We must be close to each other. The speaker they use to talk to us, is there a wire leading from it? |
Young Kyle | Yeah. Why? |
Young Jarod | I think I know how we can talk… without them hearing us. |
End of DSA | |
In an elevator at the Centre |
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Sydney | What did you do with Kyle? |
Raines | Don’t commit political suicide over ancient history. |
Sydney | You ignored a Tower directive when you kept Kyle here after his release date. |
Raines | If I were you, I’d stop dwelling on the past. Jarod is your only lifeline in this place and the longer he’s out there, the weaker your influence on him becomes. |
Sydney | On my grave, Raines, if Kyle is alive, I’ll find him. |
FBI Headquarters, Albany, New York |
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Korkos | That son of a bitch could be anywhere. All right. Here’s a profile our “psychological geniuses” have put out on John Doe. In a nutshell, it says he’s a time bomb waiting to detonate. Welcome to the party. From here on out I’m ordering a PAC on up to a 2-1-11. |
Jarod | A shoot to kill order? Sir, I admit John Doe is unpredictable,but he’s never killed anybody. |
Korkos | Spoken like a true Clinton-era recruit. We’re talking about a head case who put a cigarette out on a man’s tongue. That sound like somebody you wanna try and reason with? |
The Centre - Sydney's office |
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Broots |
About another half hour I’ll have the next SL 27 sim ready to… Sydney? Miss Parker? |
TV | Hey, kids, it’s time for Uncle Buddy’s cartoon extravaganza. |
Broots | God I love this show. |
TV | Fasten your funny bones and we’ll be right back. Now a news update from the Channel 3 news centre and our anchorperson Wendy Barrett. |
Barrett on TV | While the F.B.I. continues its dogged investigation of the recent prison escapee, agency authorities admit that in their attempt to locate and apprehend.they are rapidly running out of leads known only as John Doe… |
Broots | Angelo! What are you doing out here? |
Barrett on TV | Agent Korkos is appealing to the public for any information that may lead to Doe’s arrest and a reward is being offered. As you may recall, Doe is |
Broots | Wait a minute. Wait, wait. I didn’t know… I didn’t mean anything. Wait a minute. No, no. Wait. Wait. I didn’t… I didn’t mean… SL 27? SL 27? |
Miss Parker | And Jell-O Brains told you this? |
Broots | Not with words but there’s no doubt what he was saying. John Doe is Kyle. |
Tashman Farm |
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Caretaker | They lived up there. Not so clean. I haven’t never been up here. Not allowed. |
Jarod | So everything’s just the way it was when they left? |
Caretaker | Think so. Man made one for me one Christmas. I liked it. |
Jarod | There was a baby here. |
Caretaker | Used to hear it cry. Never saw it. Wasn’t allowed up here. |
Jarod | What is it? |
Caretaker | My compost pile. Eyes watching me from up here. Little eyes. Staring. Scared me. Never saw the baby, but the baby saw me. |
Jarod | “And under the hand of God. Ye little children shall never be lost.” |
The Centre - Sydney's Office |
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Broots | You’re not gonna believe what’s on this disc Sydney. |
Sydney | Show me, show me. |
Broots | I’m glad you’re alone. |
Miss Parker | Why? |
Broots | Miss Parker. |
Miss Parker | Well, I’m not Scooby Doo. What’s the problem Broots? |
Broots | Miss Parker. I know you don’t respect me but I just don’t think you should watch this disc. |
Miss Parker | Play the damn disc. |
DSA Kyle 2/13/70 | |
Raines | Hate dictates reality. The sooner you embrace it and focus it upon your enemy the sooner total control will be realized. |
Young Kyle | It’s more than just a word. Hate is a feeling. I have it in here. |
Raines | Very good, Kyle. Feel it grow. Let it grow. Tomorrow I’ll take you to the Jersey Shore, to the Dragon House. You like the Dragon House, don’t you? |
Young Kyle | I feel safe there. |
Raines | And you always will. |
End of DSA | |
Miss Parker | He was teaching him to hate my mother. To shoot my mother. |
Broots | I’m sorry, Miss Parker. |
Sydney | This explains Angelo’s sudden attack on you.He was just simulating Kyle’s intense feelings of hatred for your mother. |
Miss Parker | I have to tell my father about this. |
Sydney | If he doesn’t already know. This is the Centre. |
Miss Parker | We’re talking about my mother’s death. |
Sydney | All I am saying is we must be cautious. All three of us. Everything we have learned can be traced back to SL 27. If anyone figures that out, well. Only your heart, Parker, can measure the degree to which you should trust your father. Just be careful. |
Broots | I’m sorry you had to see this. |
Miss Parker | Broots, I do respect you. |
St Catherine of the Hills Convent |
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Nun | I’m very pleased with that. |
Child | Oh, thank you. |
Monk | Hi. |
Harriet | Help! Help! |
Jarod | Harriet! “I decide who lives or dies.” |
The Centre, Mr Parker's Office |
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Miss Parker | It’s a rough report. You said that if I learned anything, I should bring it to you? |
Mr Parker | Mmm. |
Miss Parker | I’m figuring Kyle was kept here at least 10 years after the scheduled release. |
Mr Parker | Where did these experiments take place? |
Miss Parker | I’m not sure. |
Mr Parker | Exactly how did you uh learn about Raines? |
Miss Parker | I’m S.I.S., Daddy. You taught me well. |
Mr Parker | You have proof to back this up? |
Miss Parker | I’d hoped that it would be enough I were your daughter. |
Mr Parker | Of course. But I have people to answer to. I need tangibles. |
Miss Parker | I have a source. Can we just leave it at that? |
Mr Parker | I should’ve known. Another garden path obscured by Jarod’s weeds. |
Miss Parker | Jarod had absolutely nothing to do with me learning about this. |
Mr Parker | This report says that, um, Raines taught Kyle things. What-What things? |
Miss Parker | To hate. To kill. |
Mr Parker | Kill? Who? |
Miss Parker | I’m not sure… yet. Did you know what Raines was doing? |
Mr Parker | Would I have allowed him to continue if I did? There was a time when I knew everything that went on here. Maybe my time has passed. |
Miss Parker | I’m sorry, Daddy. Let me run with this. Please. And I will bring you back the best tangible evidence that there is. |
Mr Parker | What? |
Miss Parker | Kyle. |
Jarod’s Flashback |
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Young Jarod | Can you hear me? Where are you? |
Young Kyle | Three doors down from the corridor. Where are you? |
Young Jarod | Four. I’m right next to you. Did you hear that? |
Young Kyle | Yes. Maybe they know. Do you think they know we’re talking? |
Young Jarod | Someone does. |
Jarod’s Lair/The Centre |
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Sydney on the phone | This is Sydney. |
Jarod | Tell me about the Dragon House. Was it some kind of ad hoc torture chamber? A Centre asylum? A safe house? |
Sydney | This is about Kyle, isn’t it? |
Jarod | Kyle is out there. Was he sent to kill my parents? |
Sydney | My God, Jarod! I don’t know. I swear it. I’ll find answers. |
Jarod | Quickly, Sydney. Please. |
Broots | Sydney |
Sydney | Broots, I need you to do something for me. |
Broots | Sure, what? |
Sydney | Â Hack into Mr. Raines’s computer. |
Jarod’s Lair |
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Jarod | Hey, Peter. This is Dr. Jarod. How are your gums? |
Peter | They’re pink. |
Jarod | Listen, I was wondering… |
Peter | I’d be happy to do you a favour. |
Jarod | New England Air? I’d like to book a round-trip shuttle to Boston, please. |
FBI Headquarters, Albany, New York |
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Korkos | All right. Gather around, people. We finally got something. A phone tip. Witness saw John Doe try to pry open an A.T.M. machine in Boston. |
Jarod | A tip from whom? |
Korkos | Some kid named Goofinski. We got the surveillance right here. |
Jarod | How do you know it’s him? |
Korkos | Look. Look at that scar, Ness. That’s him. All right. Foster, Caine, Charles. We’re going to Boston. I’m checking this out personally. |
Jarod | What about me? I want in. |
Korkos | Last thing I need is an agent with a cold trigger finger when I tell this crackpot to put his cigarette out. |
Jarod | Oh, come on. |
Korkos | End of discussion. You’re an 18-11 on this one, Ness. |
Jarod | Oh, great. Desk duty. |
FBI Headquarters/The Centre |
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Sydney | The Dragon House is located in a place called Delphi Shores, New Jersey. |
Jarod | Thank you, Sydney. |
Sydney | Chances are Raines will be zeroing in on the Dragon House too. As you know, I have no choice but to give Miss Parker the same information. Go there and you won’t be alone. |
Jarod | Loneliness is something I left at the Centre. |
Sydney | One last thing, Jarod. If you find Kyle you have to know he’s not the person you once knew. |
Jarod | Neither am I. |
The Dragon House, Delphi Shores, New Jersey |
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Harriet | No ! |
Kyle | Tell me where they are. |
Harriet | I can’t. |
Kyle | I heard once that the anticipation of pain is far more effective than pain itself. Now we’re gonna find out. |
Jarod | My name is Jarod. I’m here to help you. |
Kyle | You’re late. She’s with me. |
Raines | I love a class reunion. |
Jarod | Mr. Raines. |
Raines | I knew I never should’ve let you two get together. Boys, let’s go. |
Jarod | I’m not going anywhere with you. |
Kyle | Neither am I. |
Raines | Get ’em! |
Jarod | Kyle, you know me. I’m Jarod. |
Kyle | They said Jarod was dead. Now I decide who lives or dies. |
Jarod | Not this time. |
Miss Parker | I hit the Lotto! |
Harriet | Jarod, no! |
Miss Parker | Jarod! |
Sydney | Which one? Which one? |
Miss Parker | Get Kyle! |
Jarod | Get in. You could’ve gotten us both killed. Why did you stop me from shooting him? |
Harriet | I stopped you because Kyle is your brother. |