| Game Show Host | All right, could it behind door number one, two, or three? And you have first choice right now, Kathy. What door do you want? | |
| Kathy | Three. Door number three. | |
| Host | And, Debbie? Debbie, just for the fun of it- just for the fun of it, which one would you have chosen if you went for it? | |
| Debbie | Two | |
| Host | Number two. What was behind number two? Just two- $2,000 in cash because the super deal was behind… number one! And number three had the $1,000. | |
| [Knocking] | ||
| Woman | Ready to take the plunge? | |
| Jarod | Ready. It’s my “big deal of the day.” | |
| Man | Jarod must’ve screwed up bad if they sent three of ya out here to close him down. You sure that you’re his Amway field representatives? | |
| Miss Parker | Do you really think that we could fool someone as smart as youself? | |
| Man | Well, uh, I-I guess it’s that Amway thing. Uh, I just never thought of Jarod as a glycerin and honey soap kind of guy. That is what you people sell, isn’t it? Soap? | |
| Broots | Yeah, uh, everything from, uh, baby shampoo to, uh, industrial-strength pool cleaner. | |
| Miss Parker | That’d be good for you. | |
| Broots | Oh, look. The Match Game, the home version. | |
| Man | Uh, Jarod, he’s a – he’s a regular lightning round lunatic. When he’s not surfin’ the waves, he’s surfin’ the Game Show Channel. | |
| Sydney | Parker? | |
| Miss Parker | Pushing the Limits. Taking Risks. Confessions of an Adrenaline Junkie. What are we talkin’ about here, Syd? Jarod Knievel jumping Buicks at Caesars? | |
| Man | It’s daredevil stuff, you know? He’s always doing dangerous things like night surfing and street luge. He even strapped that bulletproof vest on once and he had me shoot him blindfolded! | |
| Sydney | All manifestations of an obsession with risk-taking. | |
| Man | What kind of training do you put your salespeople through, actually? | |
| Miss Parker | We’ll send you a brochure. Dr. Quackenbush, once again, your diagnosis has come too late to find Jarod. | |
| Man | Well, not that late. He left less than an hour ago. | |
| Miss Parker | Was that with or without his blindfold? | |
| Man | You don’t need a blindfold to jump off a bridge. | |
| Woman | You sure you want to stay with this old cord, Jarod? You’ve done 295 on this one. | |
| Jarod | Well, I only really need it to last 296. [Yelling] | |
| Jarod | Mr. Goltz’s M.R.I. reveals a closed fracture of the right parietal bone with a subdural hematoma. | |
| Man | We’ve inserted a C.S.F. shunt so we should know more once his edema’s resolved. | |
| Jarod | I noticed on his admission chart the presence of glass fragments in his hair. | |
| Man | It’s a mystery. I assumed they came from his glasses. But his mother says Tony doesn’t wear them. | |
| Jarod | Could it have been a sports goggle of some kind? | |
| Man | No. Industrial- grade glass. I, uh, did a lab analysis myself. | |
| Jarod | You did it, not the police? | |
| Man | They’re treating the entire Goltz case as a bungee stunt gone bad. Open and shut. No more, no less. | |
| Tony’s mom | Tony? Honey, come on back home. Your sister and I miss you so. | |
| Jarod | I always keep my family close too. | |
| Tony’s mom | Sorry. You must be Dr. Nichols. | |
| Jarod | Call me Jarod. | |
| Tony’s mom | Oh, please, sit down. When Tony wakes up, I just want him to remember. Actually, I didn’t think I’d ever see these photos again. I thought Tony’s wallet had been lost in the accident but somebody found it at the nurse’s station this morning. It was left in that envelope wrapped in wax paper. Well, at least the pictures were still there. His sister Carrie took those at his last birthday. A week later, he was off looking for his dad. | |
| Jarod | He was searching for his father? | |
| Tony’s mom | His father rode off on a dirt bike in ’91 and never looked back. | |
| Jarod | Searching for your family. It’s instinct. | |
| Tony’s mom | Now his- his sister Carrie’s doing it. Not long after we came out here to look after Tony, she just took off. I’m just hoping that someday, we’ll be smiling like in those pictures again. | |
| Jarod | The best therapy for him is to hear the voice of his family and his friends. | |
| Tony’s mom | I guess that’s just me now. His friends used to come by and visit, but they stopped. | |
| Jarod | Where are they? | |
| Tony’s mom | I don’t know. He and his daredevil friend Zed used to ride motorcycles out a place called Willow Ridge. I guess Zed’s riding alone now. | |
| [Rock Music, Indistinct] | ||
| [Honking] | ||
| [Tires Screeching] | ||
| Jarod | You okay? | |
| Shay | Hey, no problem. I always wanted to be a hood ornament. | |
| Jarod | I’ll take that as a “yes.” | |
| Shay | You know, the way you flew up my tailpipe, I thought you were a cop. | |
| Jarod | Not today. Are you sure you’re all right? | |
| Shay | No, it’s okay. The chick can handle it. | |
| Jarod | Chicks? They call me Jarod. | |
| Shay | Friends call me Shay. | |
| Jarod | Hmm. Friends like Zed? | |
| Shay | You know Zed? | |
| Jarod | I understand that he and his friends race this road. | |
| Shay | Huh. Well, maybe I was right about you. Maybe you are a cop. | |
| Jarod | Just somebody tryin’ to fight the boredom. Oh, by the way, nice racing. | |
| [Engine Sputtering] | ||
| Jarod | It’s not exactly a police escort, but I have an extra seat. | |
| Miss Parker | Ask me, Speed Racer’s kissed the asphalt one too many times without a helmet. | |
| Sydney | Could be a psychotic cry for help. | |
| Lyle | Hi, Sis. So I heard Jarod never came back to his lair. Any luck deciphering his new occupation? | |
| Miss Parker | Don’t quote me, but I think he morphed into the human cannonball. | |
| Sydney | Jarod seems to be exhibiting all the signs of an obsession with extreme thrill-seeking. | |
| Lyle | Hmm. Maybe he’s rejuvenating. Some jump off cliffs, others seek religion. I, for one, replenish my soul by going back to nature. | |
| Miss Parker | Oh. | |
| Lyle | What, surprised to find I like to camp? | |
| Miss Parker | No. Surprised to find you have a soul. | |
| Lyle | On that loving note, I’m off to the wilds for three days. My office will know how to reach me. | |
| Miss Parker | I can die now. I’ve seen it all. | |
| Broots | [Chuckles] You wanna bet? They were just delivered. | |
| Miss Parker | Scratch “human cannonball.” He’s freakin’ Chuck Barris. | |
| Broots | Well, actually, Monty Hall. | |
| Miss Parker | And what exactly is the deal with Jarod’s Big Deal, Broots? | |
| Broots | We open door number one with this key. | |
| Sydney | What about the other two? | |
| Broots | Time-locked. They’ll open at predetermined intervals. | |
| Miss Parker | Give me that. Okay, quizmaster, what is behind door number one? | |
| Broots | Looks like a giant fortune cookie. | |
| Miss Parker | It is a giant fortune cookie. | |
| Broots | So what’s our future hold? | |
| Miss Parker | It’s not about our future. It’s about the past. It’s a dinner bill from a few weeks ago. | |
| Sydney | “The Hidden Truth.” And the waitress was called May Lin. | |
| Broots | “The Hidden Truth.” Yeah. That’s the Chinese restaurant I pass by on my way here. I’ve never been there. | |
| Miss Parker | Me either. You, Syd? | |
| Sydney | I don’t eat rice. | |
| Broots | So what do you think it means, Miss Parker? | |
| Miss Parker | That we need reservations. | |
| Zed | You lose. | |
| Shay | Yo, Zeddie, Jojo, Mackey. | |
| Zed | What up, Shay? Where you been, chillin’ on a beach with a coldie? | |
| Shay | Just riding. | |
| Zed | Yeah? | |
| Shay | You gonna do that luge in a wet suit? | |
| Zed | I’ve been surfin’ today, darlin’. Jojo? But I hear that whaling stretch of road in the Glen’s gettin’ shut down next week. | |
| Shay | So they’re dropping the hill? | |
| Zed | Not soon enough. Name’s Zed. | |
| Jarod | Jarod. | |
| Zed | He’s not some Jehovah’s Witness knockin’ on my door, is he? | |
| Jarod | Well, I’ve witnessed a lot, but never Jehovah. | |
| Zed | That’s good, ’cause I’m broke. And I haven’t seen God. And least not since I had that awesome meltdown lugin’ a canyon last week, hey, guys? | |
| [Man] Right on! | ||
| Zed | You like to ride, “J”? | |
| Jarod | Anything and everything. | |
| Zed | What do you for a living? | |
| Jarod | Well, I seem to have trouble holding down a steady job. I get bored pretty easily. | |
| Zed | Ah, boredom. The endless bowel. | |
| Jarod | What about yourself? | |
| Zed | A job here, a job there, you know. Whatever keeps Cheerios on the table. | |
| Jarod | Amen to that. | |
| Shay | He can ride, Zed. I know since Tony’s been out you’ve been looking for another player. | |
| Zed | Is that right? You up for an endorphin fix? | |
| Jarod | If it takes more nad than than luging down a canyon, sure. Why not? | |
| Zed | Well, if you got ’em, bring ’em along. Then you tell me. Come on, mates. 200 yards, head on. Keep your wheels on the double yellow. In the old days, they used to call this chicken. I think of it more of a chance to, uh, get a grin from the gods. | |
| Jarod | Let’s make them smile. | |
| Zed | Let’s do it. | |
| Shay | I’m damn good, Jarod, but Zed’s great. Don’t blink. He’s cageable. | |
| Onlookers | Oh! Ooh! | |
| Zed | Nice one, “J” man. Not even my mate Tony took me that far. There’s a spot in my tribe if you want it. | |
| Jarod | Mmm. Got nothin’ better to do. | |
| Shay | You know, I’ve never seen Zed take to anybody so fast, Jarod. Easy come, easy go, I guess. | |
| Jarod | Are you talking about Tony? | |
| Shay | Yeah. | |
| Jarod | Who is this guy? | |
| Shay | Tony used to hang with the group before I got here. Then he got messed up in a bungee accident a little over a month ago. | |
| Jarod | Did his cord break? | |
| Shay | Frayed or something while takin’ a plunge off the Parker’s Mill Road. The doctors don’t give him much of a chance. But, hey, like Zed always says, first one to 40 alive loses. | |
| Zed | “J” man! I’m really glad you made it tonight. I don’t know if Shay told you, but Friday nights we don’t exactly square dance around the radio. We like to try new things, push the envelope. | |
| Jarod | Then let’s make the gods grin. | |
| Zed | No, no, no. Let’s make ’em laugh out loud. | |
| [Man] Whoo! | ||
| Zed | Free the brain, free the body. Free the body, free the soul. And you thought we were goin’ hang glidin’ tonight, “J.” Fire walkers in Mauritius learn how to channel their fears, harness them to create a power that could not be denied. It’s a power free for the taking. | |
| Jarod | Nothing is free. | |
| Zed | I’m startin’ to think you’re a slave to the same demons I am, “J.” | |
| Jarod | Without demons, there can be no angels. F.Y.I. Basaltic rock. It’s a much better conductor of heat. If you’re going to free your soul, I say free it. | |
| The Centre | ||
| Broots | I guess our Chinese dinner was officially a zonk last night. | |
| Miss Parker | Any results yet on that dinner bill from the fortune cookie? | |
| Broots | Well, my pal Bodie down in Physical did a rush job for me. | |
| Miss Parker | The geek with cloudy cataracts? | |
| Broots | Yeah. Have you seen them lately? It’s milkier than a Guernsey. Says the kids love it on Halloween. Some zombie thing he does. | |
| Miss Parker | The results, Broots. | |
| Broots | Uh- The- The only prints on the bill belong to the waitress. May, last name, Lin. | |
| Miss Parker | The one who quit over a month ago with no forwarding address? | |
| Broots | Like I said, zonk. | |
| Sydney | Oh, Miss Parker? Jarod’s door number two just opened. Come see what I found inside. | |
| [Jarod on TV] Thank you, thank you, thank you! It’s time for another exciting game of You Don’t Have a Clue. I’m your host, Jarod Winkerdale and it’s time to see if you have a clue. | ||
| Miss Parker | This is no stress disorder, Syd. It’s Chernobyl of the brain. [Chuckles] | |
| [Jarod on TV] Today’s lucky contestant is Miss Parker! She’ll have overnight to figure out her clue. And if she does, she’ll win a trip to the beautiful Cabins O’ Love hideaway nestled into the rolling hills of Thompson, West Virginia. | ||
| Sydney (to Miss Parker) | Don’t look at me. I watch soaps. | |
| [Jarod on TV] Okay, Miss Parker, here’s your clue. The hidden truth may be missing but you won’t find it until you claim your prize. [Bell Dings] | ||
| Broots | “The hidden truth.” | |
| Miss Parker | The name of the restaurant. | |
| Broots | “May. May missing.” | |
| Miss Parker | The waitress May Lin is missing. | |
| Broots | “You won’t find it until you claim your prize.” | |
| Sydney | A trip to the beautiful Cabins O’ Love. | |
| Miss Parker | Beautiful indeed. | |
| Tony’s Mother’s Voice | Tony’s wallet had been lost in the accident but somebody found it at the nurse’s station this morning. It was left in that envelope wrapped in wax paper. | |
| Hot Dog Stand Man | Four bucks. | |
| Jarod | These are delicious. | |
| Man | Oughta be. Harry’s got the dirtiest dirty water dogs in town. Four duckies. | |
| Jarod | My wallet. Have you seen my wallet? | |
| Man | How would I know where it is? | |
| Jarod | Well, since you have such a knack for finding wallets, I thought maybe you knew where mine was. | |
| Man | Look, when I saw on the news that the guy was in a coma from that bungee accident, I felt guilty. | |
| Jarod | Oh, and honorable thief. | |
| Man | I didn’t rob him. I found it. About a month ago in the bushes when I was sweepin’ up glass. | |
| Jarod | Industrial-grade glass. | |
| Man | It was on the sidewalk below that high-rise there. The morning after the robbery, a rare coin dealer on the 30th floor. A bunch of ’em zip-lined from that building through the windows to that one. You’d have to be crazy to try a stunt like that. | |
| Jarod | Or searching for your soul. | |
| [Door Closes] | ||
| Shay | Jarod, what are you doing? | |
| Jarod | I was looking for a wrench. My- my bike’s losing compression. And you? | |
| Shay | Oh, uh, I thought you were Zed. | |
| Jarod | Did you take this picture? | |
| Shay | No. Before I got here. | |
| Jarod | Is that Tony? | |
| Shay | Yeah. I- I guess. Zed used to talk about him all the time right after the accident. More than he does now. | |
| Jarod | Tony and Zed, they were really good friends? | |
| Shay | Tony was in Zed’s inner group. See, with Zed it’s all about the ultimate thrill, pushing the envelope, challenging the people around him to find their true selves. When he thinks you’re ready, he invites you on the ultimate thrill. | |
| Jarod | Ultimate thrill, or ultimate test? | |
| Shay | Both, I guess. | |
| Jarod | Have you been invited? | |
| Shay | I guess he doesn’t think I’m ready yet. | |
| Jarod | And Tony? Was that the ultimate thrill, or the ultimate test? | |
| Shay | I don’t know. If you’re not in, you’re not in. | |
| Zed | Well, I didn’t mean to interrupt. | |
| Shay | [Forced Chuckle] I’ll see you later. | |
| Jarod | So when does all this fun begin? | |
| Zed | Meaning? | |
| Jarod | Meaning I’m not hanging around here for my health. The only people around here who are having any fun are you and your merry little men. | |
| Zed | Well, those merry little men are special people, Jarod. People who have proven themselves, you know? Pushed the limits of both mind and body. | |
| Jarod | And the law? Your toys, they weren’t exactly dropped off by Santa Claus, were they? | |
| Zed | Like I said, “J,” whatever it takes to put Cheerios on the table. Do you think you have what it takes, Jarod? | |
| Jarod | I don’t know. Why don’t you be the judge? | |
| Zed | It’s simple, “J.” I dump you in the water, then I throw in a key. Object: Free yourself before you die. | |
| Shay | Zed, this is too far. | |
| Zed | A closed mind is a crippled mind, Shay. Make fear work for you. Conquer it. Jarod knows. You have to taste death to live life. Right? Oh, I almost forgot. Can you conquer the fear, “J”? | |
| Jarod | You’d be surprised what I can do. | |
| Jojo | One minute. | |
| Shay | Give him the key. | |
| Zed | He’s just gettin’ started, my love. | |
| Shay | What are you doing? | |
| Zed | Like the ads say, helping him be all that he can be. How about you, Shay? How far will you push it to be your best? | |
| Jojo | Ninety seconds. Two minutes. | |
| Zed | No. He don’t want help. | |
| Jojo | 2:15. | |
| Jarod | [Coughs] | |
| Zed | Mind conquers body. Welcome to the other side, “J.” Welcome to the merry men. | |
| Cabin O’ Love employee | May Lin stayed in this cabin here. | |
| Miss Parker | Perfect. | |
| Employee | I tired to engage May in some occasional chitchat but the little waitress was a bit stand-offish. | |
| Miss Parker | I can’t imagine what would make her uncomfortable around here. | |
| Employee | Me niether. But I guess them people just like to stick to themselves. | |
| Miss Parker | What kind of racist comment is that? | |
| Employee | Oh, no. I’m not unsophisticated. I was talking about her gender. Single woman and such. You’re unattached, aren’t you? | |
| Miss Parker | As unattached as your limbs are gonna be if you keep eyeballing me like that, Mr. Datsun. | |
| Employee | Well, anyhoo, May Lin up and vamboosed in the middle of the night, skippin’ on her bill. Left her stuff behind too- three dresses, four tops, shoes, socks, cosmetics and six pair of… little black panties. Well, I had to inventory it. | |
| Miss Parker | I bet you did. | |
| Employee | Kinda creepy. Pretty girl like that just vanishin’ and all. | |
| Miss Parker | Yeah. Creepy. | |
| Jarod | A good wrench is hard to come by, isn’t it… Carrie? | |
| Shay/Carrie | [Chuckles] How’d you know? | |
| Jarod | The pain in your eyes when you saw your picture in this picture. Tony is your brother. Your mother is very worried about you. | |
| Shay | I’m gonna find out what happened to Tony. Now, I know Zed is responsible. I just can’t prove it yet. | |
| Jarod | Zed is not someone that you mess with. Now, he talks a mean game about life and about death but when push comes to shove, you’ll be the one doing the dying. I’m here to help you. You’re gonna have to trust me. | |
| Shay | Tony told me that he met this- He met this guy named Zed, who promised to help him find our father. He said he used to ride with Dad back in ’96. Tony trusted him. He believed him. | |
| Jarod | What happened? | |
| Shay | A month ago, the night of Tony’s accident, he called me. I told him that our mother got a call from our grandmother and they hadn’t spoken in years. She said my father died in ’92. That’s way before Zed claims he knew him. | |
| Jarod | So Zed was stringing your brother along. | |
| Shay/Carrie | Tony got really angry, and he said he was gonna confront Zed. But I guess he never got the chance. | |
| Jarod | Maybe he did. Carrie, you are in way over your head. I want you to go home and be with your family. I’ll find out what really happened to your brother. | |
| Shay | No! No way. All right. You mess with my family, you mess with me. | |
| Jarod | Carrie, listen to me. | |
| Carrie/Shay | I don’t even know who you are. I have no idea how you got involved in this, Jarod, but… I like you. So don’t cross me. Please? | |
| The Centre | ||
| Broots | Find anything at the Cabins O’ Love? | |
| Miss Parker | Yeah. How to ruin a pair of Gucci’s with red clay. Yeah, that’s funny. The entire trip was regular laugh riot thanks to Jarod’s whacked-out rendition of Alex Trebek. | |
| Broots | It’s Monty Hall. | |
| [Buzzer Sounds] | ||
| Broots | No time like the present to find out just how whacked-out. | |
| Sydney | What is it? | |
| Miss Parker | Something for you to clean up your theories with. | |
| Broots | There’s a note. “Be careful what you dig for.” There’s an address on here. | |
| Miss Parker | It’s Lyle’s address. | |
| Sydney | Huh. | |
| Miss Parker | Hmm. | |
| Zed | Sorry, Love. It’s up to you. What do you say? “J.” Same invite stands for you as it does for Shay. | |
| Jarod | Invite? | |
| Zed | Yeah. Got a juicy little excursion to the other side planned for tonight. That is, if you’re up to it. | |
| Shay | Anything Jarod can handle, I can too. | |
| Zed | Even death? As the ancients said when the gods created man, they saw death and saved life for themselves. I say, since we can’t live forever, let’s at least live. Time to do battle with the gods. Pass tonight’s test and there’ll be no limit. | |
| [Door Opens, Closes] | ||
| Jarod | You don’t have to do this, Carrie. | |
| Carrie/Shay | The name is Shay. Don’t forget it. | |
| Zed | Good news, Shay. The owners of the house aren’t home, makin’ your job easier. There’s a set of blueprints in the desk in the office. Bring them to me, win valuable prizes. | |
| Shay | You want me to rob the house? | |
| Zed | This is not about stealin’, love. This is about pushin’ the envelope. | |
| Jarod | She’s not ready. | |
| Shay | I can do it! | |
| Zed | Hey, I know you can do it. But can you feel it? Can you feel the danger? That’s your passage to the other side. | |
| [Dialing, Line Ringing] | ||
| Zed | Yeah. Pac Tech Security? I’d like to report a burglary. 1600 Seaward. | |
| Jarod | You’re setting her up? | |
| Zed | I’m just adding a dash of Tabasco to the soup. | |
| Jarod | You’re sending her into a danger she’s not ready for. | |
| Zed | There’s only one way to find out, you know? | |
| Jarod | Uh, hello. Sorry. I just made a real big mistake. It was just my daughter coming home late without a key. | |
| Zed | You’re messin’ with my game. | |
| Jarod | Just tryin’ to have a little fun. Raise the bar a little bit. Nothing like a few 911 calls to spice up the soup. | |
| Zed | Go. | |
| [Dogs Barking] | ||
| Zed | Circle. | |
| Jarod | Carrie? Carrie? | |
| [Grunting] | ||
| Jarod | It’s me! It’s me! It’s me. | |
| Carrie/Shay | Jarod! I did it. I got the blueprints. | |
| Jarod | You’re bleeding. | |
| Shay | I cut myself breaking in, and – | |
| Police | Freeze! Police! | |
| Jarod | Damn it! | |
| Officer (to other officer) | Go that way! | |
| Cop | Stop! | |
| Zed | Go, go, go! Move it! | |
| Zed | “J” man. The Cheerios are in the cupboard. | |
| Jarod | Damn thing started bleeding again. I was looking for something to stop it up. | |
| Zed | Yeah, well, there’s no thrill in bleedin’ to death, is there? You know, whether it’s a suicide lunge, bungee dive, it’s all about trust in yourself and the ones around you. | |
| Jarod | Trust is key. | |
| Zed | Exactly. First aid kit’s in the bathroom down the hall. | |
| Jarod | Thank you. | |
| [Monitor Beeping] | ||
| Jarod | It’s me. Shh. It’s Jarod. We’re getting out of here. | |
| Shay | Jarod, Zed’s been asking for you all night. It’s almost time. | |
| Jarod | For what, his final challenge? You’re coming with me. | |
| Shay | Forget it! If this son of a bitch is responsible for my brother’s coma, I have to prove it. | |
| Jarod | That’s going to be very difficult for you to do from prison. I found out that the Acme Warehouse is a front for money laundering. He’s gonna use you to steal cash just like he used your brother to rob that coin dealer the night of your brother’s so-called accident. Now, we are leaving. | |
| Zed | I don’t think so, “J.” You know, Shay, your brother Tony was the calmest dude I ever saw at 30 stories. You, on the other hand, look a little pale. But that’s all right, ’cause I only need you as a sacrificial lamb right now. Isn’t that right, Doc? Jojo followed you to the hospital. I don’t know who you are, but this different identity scene must be a rush, huh? Let’s go. | |
| Jarod | Now I know what Tony must have felt when you pushed him off that bridge wearing that faulty bungee cord. | |
| Zed | This side won’t be the same without you, “J.” | |
| Zed’s pal | Weights are in, Zeddie. | |
| Zed | Give my best to the beast of the gods. | |
| Shay | He’ll die! | |
| Zed | Bring her with. | |
| Shay | You- | |
| Jarod | [Gasping] | |
| Lyle’s Place | ||
| Broots | I sure hope Lyle is still on his campout. | |
| Sydney | It’s stuffy in here. | |
| Miss Parker | Being here gives me the creeps. | |
| Broots | Wow. His decor is like Kung Fu meets The Jetsons. | |
| Miss Parker | From Chinese restaurants to love lodges to this GQ spread for anal retention… Jarod’s had us running around in his game show hell. Why? | |
| Sydney | To find a grand prize of some kind here in Lyle’s apartment. Something incongruous with the surroundings. Something out of place. | |
| Broots | A speck of dust would be out of place in this joint. | |
| Sydney | I found his Centre expense report. You can learn a lot about a man based on the way he spends his money. | |
| Miss Parker | Like the fact that my thumbless sibling rips off the Centre for everything from silk stockings to herbal laxatives. Likes to dine out too. Look at that. There must be over a dozen charges for The Hidden Truth. | |
| Broots | That’s where May Lin worked. | |
| Sydney | And he has charges from the Cabins O’ Love Lodge. | |
| Miss Parker | Checked out the same day May Lin vanished. | |
| Broots | Miss Parker? There’s two shovels here. They both have red clay on them. Not unlike the clay you found on your shoes. Uh-oh. | |
| Miss Parker | What? | |
| Broots | There’s a door. Ow. I got a bad feeling about this. | |
| Miss Parker | Smile, Broots. We just won the big deal of the day. | |
| Broots | It’s a shed, just like the one Jarod sent us. This doesn’t make sense. | |
| Sydney | It makes perfect sense. Mr. Lyle is locking himself away. | |
| Broots | Oh. That makes sense? | |
| Sydney | As a child, Mr. Lyle’s foster father kept him locked away in a woodshed weeks at a time. We all try to preserve our childhood with one ritual or another. In Lyle’s case, this woodshed may be the only place in the whole world where he feels safe. | |
| Broots | What does that have to do with May Lin? | |
| Miss Parker | Everything. | |
| Broots | You mean he- | |
| Sydney | I believe the word is torture. | |
| Miss Parker | I believe the word is murder. And the Jeopardy answer is he sleeps in a shed just like the one he was tortured in when he was little. He stalks and kidnaps Asian women who he then brings to a hidden torture chamber | |
| Broots | Who is Mr. Lyle? | |
| Miss Parker | Or what? | |
| Zed | We’re almost into the cash room, boys. | |
| [Beeping] | ||
| Zed | Got it. We’re in. | |
| [Buzzer Sounds] | ||
| Zed | It’s payday. Go get the cash. Go! | |
| Shay | [Gasps] | |
| Zed | Smile, Shay. This is supposed to be the fun part. | |
| Zed’s pal | Come on. Let’s go. Best thrill yet. | |
| Jojo | Yo, Zeddie! It’s locked. Come on, Zeddie! | |
| [Men Shouting, Indistinct] [Alarm Sounding] | ||
| Zed | What is goin’ on here? Aah! | |
| Jarod | You know, it’s amazing what you can with a pair of wire cutters and a garage door opener. | |
| Zed | Take these cuffs off now! | |
| Jarod | That wouldn’t be any fun. Where’s the thrill in that? Speaking of which, I got a surprised for you. Just… don’t go away. | |
| Zed | [Yells] | |
| Jarod (to Carrie) | Here. Go to your mom. She’s worried about you. Now, go. | |
| Zed | What the hell are you doing? | |
| Jarod | I’m giving you something that you didn’t give Tony- a chance. Slim, but a chance. | |
| Zed | What’s going on, “J”? | |
| Jarod | The ultimate thrill. The ultimate test. Or should I say, the ultimate splat? Wow. This cord is so old. I don’t- I don’t know if it’s gonna make it through another jump. Oh, well, like you say- [imitating Zed] “It’s time to do battle with the beast of the gods.” | |
| Zed | Pull me up, “J,” now! | |
| Jarod | Oh, can you feel it? Can you feel the fear? That’s your ticket to the ultimate thrill. | |
| Zed | Yeah! Get me down from here! | |
| Jarod | Did you Tony Goltz that chance? He trusted you. He trusted you to find the father that he’d been searching for. He found out you lied to him, that you were just using him, turning him into a thief. | |
| Zed | Tony was gutsy… but stupid. | |
| Jarod | He was going to turn you into the police so you tied him to a faulty bungee cord and you tossed him to his death. Only he didn’t die, did he? Now he’s lying in a hospital bed trapped inside his own body and he may never again experience another thrill. But then again, neither will you. | |
| Zed | No. No. No. No. No! | |
| Jarod | Ready, set- | |
| Zed | Okay! Okay! I did it! I knew Tony was gonna go to the police. Now get me down from here! | |
| Jarod | You’d better relax, Zed. Come on. You feel it? | |
| Zed | Yeah, well- | |
| Jarod | You feel the danger? That’s your passage to the other side, remember? | |
| Zed | No! | |
| Jarod | Enjoy your journey. | |
| Zed | No! | |
| Jarod | Oh, like you said… You’ve got to taste death to experience life. | |
| [Yelling] | ||
| Jarod | I guess this old cord had one more jump in it after all. | |
| Zed | Get me out of here! | |
| The Centre | ||
| Lyle | It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood. What? Jarod attend a Monty Hall garage sale? | |
| Broots | Mr. Lyle, you seem so, um- | |
| Lyle | Relaxed? Yeah, I just came in from the mountains. I heard you had a lead on Jarod. | |
| Miss Parker | No, all of this… was a dead end. | |
| Lyle | Didn’t even shed any light on his personality, Syd? | |
| Sydney | No. Not on his. | |
| Lyle | Oh, well. Um, nothing personal, but you three look terrible. You should take a break, rejuvenate, get into the great outdoors, relieves some of that stress. God knows it makes me feel so alive. [Whistling] | |
| [Cell Phone Ringing] | ||
| Broots | I’m gonna throw up. | |
| Miss Parker (into mobile) | What? | |
| Jarod | One of us has to stop him, Miss Parker. I was too late for May Lin. | |
| Miss Parker | I’ll keep my eyes open. Count on it. Jarod, we took a hell of a risk breaking into Lyle’s apartment. | |
| Jarod | Sometimes, the risks we take are worth it. Well, I’ll see you next time on “The Feud.” |
