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DSA
|
Sydney |
Jarod, you’ve done this a dozen times before. Choose a photo and become the person. Jarod’s been uncommunicative before, but never during such a routine exercise. And never with such disturbing results. |
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Paducah - Kentucky
|
Miss Parker |
Your merchandise is… fascinating. |
Jim |
That’s the word Jarod used. He was blown away by all the stuff we make He even tried his hand at some mirrors, the warped face, the torso crusher. The shattered image was his specialty. |
Broots |
Oh, this is weird. |
Miss Parker |
That is twisted. |
Jim |
You think that’s twisted, come see this, Jarod’s own house of mirrors. Jarod would stay in here for hours just staring at himself and working. |
Broots |
Wow. Huh. Check this out. |
Jim |
Jarod made that. He said it gave him another look into his soul. |
Sydney |
In child development, mirror stage is where the ego is born. The child realises he’s distinct from his mother. Identity begins. |
Miss Parker |
What’s it mean? |
Sydney |
Jarod’s attempting to reconstruct a shattered personality…. shattered life. |
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El Paso - Texas
|
Jarod |
Everything okay in here? |
Carla |
Fine. |
Jarod |
Hi Nicky. Get down! Take cover and stay down! |
Carla |
Nicky get down! Get down! Get down! Get down! Baby. |
Jarod |
It’s okay, it’s okay. Nicky, it’s okay. It’s okay. |
Carla |
Hey baby, mommy’s okay. |
|
The next day |
Bingham |
Dr Leary. |
Jarod |
Actually, it’s Agent Leary. |
Bingham |
Special Agent Roger Bingham. This is Andrew Stess. |
Jarod |
Nice to meet you, Agent Stess. |
Stess |
I heard you weren’t here 30 seconds before the bullets started flyin’ and that you’re the one that jumped on the kid. |
Jarod |
Lucky timing I guess. |
Bingham |
I guess you’re gonna want a medal. |
Jarod |
Actually, I was just doing my job. |
Stess |
Meaning we weren’t? |
Bingham |
Listen ahh… Freud, it’s bad enough Davis thinks someone in the department is leaking safe house location. We don’t need him riding us because some outsider did our job. |
Stess |
If you wanna be a hero, go do it on somebody else’s watch. |
Davis |
Jarod, what are you still doin’ here? |
Jarod |
Commander Davis. I was trying to decide which welcome was worse the ambush last night or Bingham and Stess. |
Davis |
Look, we’re all under a lot of pressure. Unless that rug rat testifies to what he saw the biggest drug dealer in the Southwest walks away. What’s all this? |
Jarod |
Nicky was traumatised by what he witnessed. This could help open him up and bring him out of his silence. |
Davis |
That kid watched Emiliano Vasquez execute one of the best DEA agents in Texas. Then a Vasquez hit team tried to kill him and you think this damn slinky’s gonna help him talk. |
Jarod |
Well, it’s not that simplistic. You see, studies have shown that if you take a child who’s been… |
Davis |
Listen, nothing personal Doc, but between you, me and that shot-out window I don’t give a damn about your studies. You got two days to make the kid talk. After that we do it my way. |
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The Centre - Simulation Room
|
Raines |
Angelo has been moved. Do you know anything about that Miss Parker? |
Miss Parker |
Are you talking to me? |
Raines |
Exactly one hour after he was moved I was notified I’m under Tower review. As we speak, three sets of Cleaners are scouring my personal files, my office, everything. |
Miss Parker |
I’m crying on the inside. |
Raines |
Review sessions don’t happen without a directive. If I find out you’re behind this… |
Miss Parker |
You’ll what? Throw me in front of another T-board? What secrets are you protecting Dr Raines? The same ones my mother found? The ones that got her killed? Maybe they’ll get Angelo to talk, or is it Timmy? |
|
In a motel
|
Carla |
Nicky, I think we’ll be safer here. |
Jarod |
Thanks, hi Carla. |
Carla |
Hi. |
Jarod |
Hiya Nicky. (he gives him a box full of his own toys) Oh, those are great toys. This, my friend, is my own personal stash of toys. You sir, can play with whatever you want. I got your Mr Potato Head, Magic 8 Ball. This is my personal favourite. |
Carla |
You know, I’ve never seen a shrink wear a gun before. |
Jarod |
By definition, I’m a psychological reconstructionist. I use memory and emotion to unlock the truth in somebody who’s suffering from post-traumatic stress. |
Carla |
Can you give me back my son? |
Jarod |
That’s the idea. Carla, in order for me to reveal his memories, I have to reconstruct the events of what happened that day. |
Carla |
Yea, I work as a nurse and I had a few hours before my shift started so I decided to take Nicky and Charlie down to the Laundromat. |
Jarod |
Charlie? |
Carla |
He’s Nicky’s cat. I put Nicky in a chair, gave him some chocolate milk. I turned to load the machine, and I started talking to another woman. I lost track of time, and later I heard this popping sound that was coming from behind the building.. I turned around, Nicky was gone. |
Jarod |
What happened next? |
Carla |
I panicked and I ran outside behind the Laundromat. And… I saw a man lying there in the alley. |
Jarod |
Where was Nicky? |
Carla |
He was gone. I looked everywhere for him while the other woman, she called the police. I’d warned Nicky never to go out by himself. But his cat, Charlie, he …. must’ve gotten out. |
Jarod |
Then he went to find him. |
Carla |
I was talking to one of the cops, that’s when we found him. |
Officer |
There’s the kid! |
Carla |
Nicky? Oh, little guy. He’d been trapped under the body the whole time. And he hasn’t said a word since then. Can you imagine that kind of fear? |
Jarod |
It must have been terrible. |
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On a parking - The Centre
|
Raines (under attack)
|
Willie. |
Dannie |
Einnad, no! |
Miss Parker |
Hey! |
|
In the motel
|
Carla |
Okay Nicky, wash time. Let me clean behind your ears. Come here, reach over. |
Stess |
I don’t hear this kid tellin’ us that Emiliano Vasquez shot Agent Cruz. |
Jarod |
Takes time. |
Bingham |
Sometimes it takes a good swat in the ass. |
Stess |
Odds are better that Bingham’s gonna match six in the next lottery than this kid locks Vasquez as the shooter. |
Bingham |
Don’t jinx me. The lottery’s up to 30 million. |
Jarod |
You know the rumour in Washington is you boys thought that Cruz was dirty, that he wasn’t tryin’ to bust Vasquez, he was selling to him. And that he was using the seizure warehouse as his own personal drugstore. |
Stess |
Rumours are just rumours. That little boy in there is the only one that knows the truth, and hopefully, before Vasquez finds and silences him for good, you’ll stop playing with your little toys in here and get him to talk. |
Jarod |
And what would suggest I do? An interrogation? |
Stess |
Something scared the kid silent. I’m damn sure we could scare him into talking. |
Carla |
We’re all done here in the bath. |
|
|
Carla |
Hey, Nicky, I’ve got a treat for you. Chocolate milk. |
Jarod |
(amazed) Now, I’ve heard about this powder. It somehow dramatically alters the composition of the milk right? |
Carla |
You’ve never had chocolate milk? |
Jarod |
It wasn’t allowed where I grew up. |
Carla |
Wow, can you believe that Nicky? |
Jarod |
Hmmn. Nicky, can I try? |
|
Fire shots are heard. Jarod saves the boy. |
Carla |
Jarod, I’ve been shot. I’ve been shot. |
|
|
Paramedic |
Ma’am, we’re gonna roll you out now. |
Jarod |
Don’t you worry Carla, I’ll take care of Nicky. |
Davis |
I want the leak sealed. If that means every agent takes a polygraph, then do it. I don’t trust anybody around here. |
Jarod |
Nicky, your mom’s going to be fine, just as soon as the doctor takes a look at her. In the meantime, would you like to go with me to check out your new place? (he talks about his female playmobil nurse that is locked in a plastic box) Do you think maybe she needs a safe place? (Nicky is still silent) You can trust me Nicky. Would you mind if I put something in here too? (he shows him a photo) This is my mom, I always keep her close. Will you take care of her for me? There. Nicky, after a while, it wont be so bad. And you’ll feel strong enough to put the hurt in a safe place. |
|
At the Mansion
|
Jarod |
This house sits on a maze of tunnels. This is just one way in or out. |
Davis |
Why would anybody build something like this? |
Jarod |
Paranoia. People with everything are always afraid somebody’s gonna take it away. |
Davis |
They’re usually right. |
|
|
Davis |
Listen up people. Now this house has been built on a series of tunnels. Each tunnel connects the four sections of the estate with entrances and exits both within the house and on the grounds, like these drainage vents here in the driveway. I want every access point secured. Let’s get to work. |
Agent |
Right. |
Agent 2 |
Okay. I’ll take the point opposite. |
Agent |
Yeah. |
|
The Centre
|
Raines |
Get me a real doctor. |
Miss Parker |
Who attacked you? |
Raines |
I don’t know. |
Miss Parker |
I’m trying to help you here. |
Raines |
Willie, let’s go. |
Willie |
No problem Mr Raines |
Miss Parker |
He’s hiding something. |
Sydney |
He’s still delirious from the anaesthesia. He kept repeating the same thing over and over. Name Enaid mean anything to either of you? |
Miss Parker |
Enaid? Disgruntled ex-employee? |
Sydney |
Possible, but those injuries aren’t random. The attacker slashed this into Raines’ arm. |
Broots |
155. That’s the room in SL 27 where Raines used to run his experiments. |
Sydney |
Judging from the violence, Enaid may have been one of those experiments. |
Miss Parker |
You think my mother was trying to save Enaid too? |
Sydney |
We know she died trying to stop Raines. Possible. |
Broots |
What the hell was he trying to make out of him? |
|
At the mansion
|
Jarod |
Blake, Jackson, where the hell are you? Nicky? Nicky where are you? |
|
He finds them, trying to force Nicky to speak. |
Stess |
Hey kid, I know you were scared but I’m not buyin’ your little silent act. You look at me when I talk to you. Tell me what you saw. |
Jarod |
Stess! |
Stess |
Not now. |
Jarod |
I need to show you something. (to Nicky) Hey, why don’t you go to your room? I’ll be there in a sec. (to Stess, after he punched him) You so much as look at that little boy the wrong way again and his mother won't be the only one in the hospital. |
Stess |
Your way inst working. |
Jarod |
This isn’t just another assignment to you is it? Vasquez is personal. The way I see it, you are not a bully by nature and I don’t think that it’s that innocent little boy’s silence that’s eating you alive. |
Stess |
You’re the shrink. |
Bingham |
Hey! What the hell’s goin’ on here? |
Jarod |
Just a free therapy session. |
|
The Centre
|
Broots |
No reference to Enaid in the mainframe but I found out it’s a Welsh name. It means life or spirit. |
Miss Parker |
That’s useful. I need to know who Enaid is and why he attacked Raines. |
Sydney |
You sure you wanna lock swords with Raines? This tactic backfired against your mother. |
Miss Parker |
I’m not my mother. (turning towards Broots) Broots. |
Broots |
Please don’t ask me to search Raines’ office again. My colon can’t take it. |
Miss Parker |
Relax your backside. I have a better idea. |
|
At the mansion
|
Jarod (playing with Nicky)
|
Hi. What you doin’? Boy, she doesn’t look too good. Maybe I could fix her. Want me to try? There, now she’s all better. |
Carla (entereing the room)
|
Can I play? Come here, ohhh I missed you so much. |
Nicky (jumping into his mother's arms)
|
I missed you too. |
Carla |
You spoke. (to Jarod) He spoke. |
Jarod (smiling)
|
I heard. |
Carla (hugging her son)
|
Oh baby. Oh. |
|
|
Jarod |
Boy you surprised me Agent Stess. |
Stess |
How’s that? |
Jarod |
Well, I never would’ve guessed you to be a decorated officer. |
Stess |
What the hell are you doing with my file? |
Jarod |
Let’s see. Decorated in ’93. But every year since then you’ve been on disciplinary review. Excessive force, questionable investigative techniques. In clinical terms Agent Stess, you’re losin’ it. |
Stess |
I’ve had just about enough of you. |
Jarod |
Your brother worshipped you didn’t he? But unfortunately his addiction got the best of him. And maybe he was just tryin’ to live up to you. Or maybe he just OD’d on purpose for the attention. |
Stess |
I could kill you. |
Jarod |
Save your anger for Vasquez. It was his operation that sold your little brother the heroin that killed him. Look, I know you miss your little brother. You are so hurt and so angry that you can’t see straight. I need your help. Help me bring down Cruz’s killer. Help me save that little boy’s life. |
|
In front of a warehouse
|
Miss Parker (after hearing Broots laugh)
|
What’s Marmaduke up to this week? |
Broots |
Ahhh, oh I haven’t got to Marmaduke yet. |
Miss Parker |
That was a quick butt. |
Sydney |
Since when does Willie smoke? |
|
They run inside to stop fire. |
Broots |
I got it, I got it! Phew, there’s gasoline everywhere. He was tryin’ to torch this place. |
Miss Parker |
The question is why. |
Sydney |
He was trying to cover Raines’ tracks. |
Broots |
What tracks? |
Miss Parker |
It’s written all over the walls. Einnad |
Broots |
Look at this! It belonged to a Daniel Hilton Minor, Davidson Psychiatric Hospital. |
Miss Parker |
That’s a surprise, another fun house. Where are the mirrors Syd? |
Sydney |
Miss Parker, a lot of these prescribed to DH Minor by a Dr Williams. Some of these go back 20 years. |
Miss Parker |
Williams, as in William Raines. |
Broots |
Huh. |
Miss Parker |
What about this wallpaper though? |
Sydney |
Obsessive. Methodical. |
Miss Parker |
And wrong. Strange way to spell Enaid, wouldn’t you say? |
Sydney |
But is that what he’s writing? The answer is in the mirror. |
Broots |
D-A-N-N-I-E. Dannie. Who’s Dannie? |
|
At the mansion
|
Jarod |
Hey. |
Stess |
Yeah? |
Jarod |
Check this out. |
Stess |
Check the Mexican bank account that Cruz was trying to check out? |
Jarod |
Look at the last transaction. |
Stess |
500 thousand on April 9th. |
Jarod |
The day after Cruz was murdered. How much heroin did you say was missing from the seizure warehouse? |
Stess |
Half a mill. |
Jarod |
Mnn. There’s no name on the account, just a reference number. Hey, how did you get out of your r…. (he sees Nicky entering the room) You couldn’t sleep huh? Is everything safe in there? (he notices the look on his face when he sees the photo) Nicky, do you remember this man? Is this the man from the alley? |
Carla (entering the room)
|
Nicky? |
Jarod |
It’s okay, why don’t you go back to bed? (Nicky gets out, Jarod talks to Stess) If Vasquez is the murderer, how come his photograph didn’t traumatise Nicky? |
Stess |
Well, maybe all your Slinky stuff is workin’. |
Jarod |
Maybe we’re just not seeing the whole picture. |
|
|
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DSA |
Sydney |
Jarod has been silent for 36 hours, however he’s showing signs of lucidity. Attempting to sketch an image over and over, this woman without a face. I’ve decided to intervene. Can you tell me who she is? |
Young Jarod |
I can’t see her. |
Sydney |
Who Jarod? |
Young Jarod |
I cant remember. I cant remember anymore. |
Sydney |
Is it your mother? |
Young Jarod |
Can’t remember, she’s gone. She’s gone Sydney. |
|
End of DSA |
Jarod |
She’s gone. |
|
The Centre
|
Broots |
Out boy Einnad is actually Daniel Hilton Minor, part of a Centre study group in the late ’60s. This file ends in 1982. |
Miss Parker |
Right after the fire in SL 27. |
Broots |
That’s right. |
Miss Parker |
Once Raines lost Room 155, he had no place to work. |
Sydney |
So he took it elsewhere. |
Miss Parker |
Preliminary diagnosis, mild depression. What a crock. |
Sydney |
Well, mild depression can always be amplified. |
Broots |
Brain-wave manipulation. |
Sydney |
Whatever Dannie’s initial treatment, the outcome warranted drugs, prescribed in increasing dosages. |
Miss Parker |
That’s Dr Raines. You got a headache, lobotomise. |
Sydney |
And a perfectly treatable illness becomes a dissociative identity disorder, multiple personalities. two of them we know as Dannie and Einnad. Looking in the mirror can be comforting to someone suffering from DID. The mirror reflects the image of a unified self. |
Miss Parker |
My mother couldn’t save him. |
Sydney |
She tried Miss Parker, she tried. |
Miss Parker |
But Raines got in the way. |
|
At the mansion
|
Jarod (playing with Nicky)
|
Look what I found. (he gives him the playmobil he found at the laundromat earlier) Do you know what this is? That’s a very very nice hat. And who are you? |
Nicky |
Mommy. |
Jarod |
Well, hello Mommy. It’s okay, I’m here to help you and Nicky. you have a cat don’t you? |
Nicky |
Charlie. |
Jarod |
Charlie. Well I bet Charlie loves to play in the alley. Is that what happened the day at the Laundromat? |
Nicky |
I found him. |
Jarod |
Okay, you found him. And then a man came up right? (Nickys says no with the head) Two men? |
Nicky |
I was in the boxes. No one could see me. |
Jarod |
But you could see them. These men, did they look like they came from Mexico? One of the men? And the other man? Jackpot. Um, Mr Jackpot was with the other man? They both had suitcases. And they switched them. |
Nicky |
And that’s when it happened. Another man came. |
Jarod |
Agent Cruz. What happened next Nicky? |
Nicky |
They got really mad and Mr Jackpot pulled out a gun. He shot the other man. Then he fell on me and I was scared and I couldn’t move. |
Stess |
Jarod, it’s Bingham. |
Jarod |
Then the policeman came and your mommy came and you were okay. |
Carla |
Don’t you remember honey? Agent Bingham came with the others and while Mommy was talking to the police, he was talking to you. |
Nicky |
He took me away. |
|
Flashback |
Bingham |
Kid, you tell anyone, this is your mommy. (he decapiates the female playmboli nurse) |
|
End of flashback |
Bingham (entering in the room)
|
Any progress? |
Jarod |
Nothing. Transfer’s gonna happen tomorrow night at 8:30. |
Stess |
Why? |
Bingham |
Dr Shrink’s time is up. They wanna take the kid over to divisional headquarters. |
|
Einnad's warehouse
|
Miss Parker |
What have you got? |
Sydney |
Dissociative identity disorder where both personalities are compelled to carve out a living space even if it’s within the same home. So far we’ve found only Einnnad’s space. |
Miss Parker |
We didn’t find Dannie’s. |
|
An alley
|
Stess (in a car)
|
Anyone ever tell you you’re an odd duck? |
Jarod (in the car)
|
Duck? Mnnn-mmm. Odd occasionally. |
Bingham (heard thanks to technology)
|
Howdy. |
Vasquez |
We’re running out of time. |
Bingham |
We nail this kid, and five keys will be waitin’ in the alley south of Querube Avenue. |
Stess |
Brown heroin from the lockup. |
Bingham |
They’re gonna transport this kid tomorrow night in a government van. Here’s the address. I want you to make sure that transport never leaves the driveway. |
Vasquez |
No problem. That’d better be primo junk, or I swear, you’ll end up like Cruz. |
Bingham |
No problemo. |
|
Einnad's warehouse
|
Broots |
I checked all the doors. Uh, nothing. |
Miss Parker |
It’s not the doors, it’s walls. |
Dannie |
Make him stop. kill….kill me please. Please. Kill me and he’ll stop. |
Miss Parker |
I’m not here to hurt you Dannie. |
|
At the mansion
|
Jarod |
It’s time to move. |
Bingham |
Good luck. |
Jarod |
Thanks. |
|
|
Stess |
I don’t know about you but it’s gonna be a cold day in June before I wanna see that kid again. I’ll call it in. |
Bingham |
I’ll take a drive around the perimeter. |
|
|
Stess (welcoming Jarod, Nicky and his mom in secret at the mansion after their car "exploded")
|
You okay? |
Jarod |
Thank goodness for paranoia. |
Carla |
What do we do now? |
Jarod |
We get the bad guy. |
|
In an alley
|
Bingham |
Jarod? |
Jarod |
Don’t look so shocked. I couldn’t resist surviving that explosion. I had to see what a little boy’s life was worth to you. What is it? Five keys? Ten? Now, these guys, they think Nicky’s dead. And Vasquez is gonna want his heroin pronto. |
Bingham |
I’m gonna have to kill you. |
Jarod |
Like you killed Cruz? Well, before you pull that trigger, I strongly suggest you check out your primo junk. Mnnnn chocolate. Somehow I don’t think these guys are the chocolate milk type. What’s the matter Rog? Cat got your tongue? Imagine how Nicky felt. he witnesses a brutal murder, has a dead body fall on top of him. Do you have any idea what that kind of fear can do to a child? And then when it’s all over, you threaten to kill his mother if he talks. Well, he’s talking now. He’s telling Davis all about how you deal drugs, how you killed Cruz. |
Bingham |
You got nothing on me. |
Jarod |
Come on Rog, admit it. I can stop these guys. I’ve got the real stuff right here. |
Bingham |
Okay, I killed Cruz, give me the keys. |
Jarod |
Whatever you say Rog. Got milk. |
|
Simulation Room - The Centre
|
Miss Parker |
You’ve healed nicely. |
Raines |
Where did you get that? |
Miss Parker |
Handball. |
Raines |
Tower review has been given new evidence. Something about my extracurricular activities. |
Miss Parker |
You should hire better people. Smoke? |
Willie |
N… no. |
Miss Parker |
Oh. |
Raines |
You remind me of someone I used to know, someone who looked exactly like you. |
Miss Parker |
I’m not my mother. Don’t make the mistake of forgetting that. |
Raines |
We should all be careful about the mistakes we make. Shouldn’t we? |
Sydney |
I just spoke with the hospital. Dannie has been transferred, he’s now my patient. |
Broots |
Why would Raines wanna create something like him? |
Miss Parker |
Maybe he was trying to make his own little assassin, but it backfired. |
Sydney |
Only God knows. |
Miss Parker |
God and the Centre. When Dannie attacked me, my instinct was to kill him. But when I looked at him, he was begging me to shoot him. I saw someone who might’ve had a chance if the Centre hadn’t gotten its claws into him. |
Sydney |
You saw yourself. |
|
In a park
|
Stess |
Looks like Vasquez and Bingham will be going away for a long time. You think you know a guy, and then you find out you don’t really know him at all. |
Jarod |
Tell me about it. Hey! Thank you for keeping her safe. I have something for you too. |
Nicky |
Charlie, you came home! |
Jarod |
So did you Nicky. So did you. |
|
A telephone cabin / Sydney's office - The Centre
|
Sydney |
This is Sydney. |
Jarod |
Do you think it’s possible to forget all the terrible things that happened to us when we’re young? |
Sydney |
Forget? Hell no. But I believe we can use them to make ourselves stronger. |
Jarod |
I try to be strong, but sometimes all I see is darkness, fragments of who I am. Will I ever feel whole? |
Sydney |
I don’t know Jarod. I hope so. |
Jarod |
Me too. |