To serve and protect
(Episode
opens on Max and Isabel at home flipping through television channels)
ISABEL: There’s nothing
on.
MAX: We must have 50
channels.
ISABEL: Crap. . .Crap. .
.
MAX: Uh Huh.
ISABEL: Boring.
MAX: Uh Huh.
ISABEL: I’m going to
take a stroll; see what people are dreaming.
MAX: Haven’t you been
over doing that lately?
ISABEL: Take it easy.
It’s harmless.
MAX: It’s just not a
very nice thing to do.
(Isabel
leaves, Max yells after her.)
MAX: Stay away from
Liz, please.
(He
continues flipping through channels)
MAX: Crap. . .Crap. .
.Crap. . .
(Isabel
is on her bed looking through her yearbook and stops at Liz’s picture. We enter
Liz’s dream at the Crashdown. A young man enters.)
BRAD: Hello, Liz.
LIZ: Hello, Brad.
(Brad
lifts her up, and sets her on the counter. Liz lies down.)
LIZ: Would you like
fries with that.
(Brad
and Liz start kissing. Max shows up behind the counter)
LIZ: I’m with Brad
now.
MAX: Brad doesn’t
even exist. Besides, you want someone who can do this.
(Max
gestures toward the ceiling and rose petals start to fall. Liz and Max kiss.)
LIZ: Oh my!
ISABEL: Even her
romantic dreams are boring.
(Back to
Isabel’s room. She looks through the yearbook again and stops on Kyle.)
ISABEL: Kyle’s got to be
more interesting than that.
(We
enter Kyle’s dream. He’s on a mountaintop in a Lotus position with BUDDHA.)
BUDDHA: Remember young
blossom, my most important words.
KYLE: Yes, master.
BUDDHA: To thine own
self be true.
ISABEL: It’s Shakespeare.
BUDDHA: With every
inhale find the center of yourself. With every exhale release the ties that
bind your energy. Inhale. . .Exhale. . .Inhale. . . (BUDDHA is interrupted by a
cell phone beeping.)
BUDDHA: Excuse me.
BUDDHA here. Yeah. When? Prepare the ship. Standby to beam us aboard.
KYLE: Master?
BUDDHA: Our enemies have
arrived, Kyle. We must leave Earth and face the dark legion. KYLE: No,
no, no, no. I’m here for inner peace, not that science fiction crap.
BUDDHA: Max Evans
changed you when he saved your life. You know that. You’re an alien now Kyle.
Dude, like, accept you destiny.
KYLE: No, I’m not!
(Kyle
looks down at his hand and it has become green and slimy.)
KYLE: Ahhhhh!
(Switch
back to Isabel’s room, where she enters another dream in a forest with flashes
of light.)
ISABEL: Where am I?
Kyle, who’s dream is this?
(We see
a man dragging a screaming girl in a black plastic bag. Isabel wakes up in a
panic.)
(Opening
credits)
(Open on
Sheriff Valenti’s office, the next morning.)
VOICE
OFF CAMERA: Excuse me. I’m looking for a broken-down, old, war-horse somehow
managed to make Sheriff of Roswell, New Mexico.
VALENTI: Hansen, send
that sanctimonious paper-pusher in here before I have him arrested for
vagrancy.
(Man
enters)
DAN: Damn son, you
are getting old.
VALENTI: Real police work
will do that to you, Dan. You should try it some time.
DAN: Now, that hurts.
Long time, Jimbo.
VALENTI: Too long. So, I
take it this isn’t a social call.
DAN: The state police
board wants to review the Hubble shooting.
VALENTI: Hubble? Well,
it’s an open and shut case. Crazy old man with a gun in the desert. It was over
a year ago. Why investigate that?
DAN: Wheels of
justice grind slowly.
VALENTI: Do I need a
lawyer?
DAN: Whoa, easy, no
need to get all riled up now.
VALENTI: That was a clean
shoot, Dan.
DAN: If you say so.
(Change
to Crashdown. Tess is having breakfast with Kyle. She pours Tabasco sauce on
her waffles with whip cream and strawberries, and in her orange juice.)
KYLE: That’s a very
alien thing, isn’t it? The very sweet, very spicy?
TESS: Uh huh.
KYLE: Can I try a
bite?
TESS: You won’t like
it.
KYLE: Oh, I hope not.
(Kyle
takes a taste)
KYLE: Oh my God.
TESS: I told you.
KYLE: No,no,no. It’s
not completely horrible. It’s almost tasty.
TESS: Oh well, here.
Have some more.
KYLE: No, no, I can’t.
This is so wrong. I’m not ready for this.
TESS: Not ready for
what?
KYLE: For the change.
Not ready to be, like, a half-human, half-alien freakazoid.
TESS: Uh, we prefer
the term ‘hybrids’.
KYLE: I’m serious.
Look, I never bargained for this. One minute I’m a normal guy with my whole
life ahead of me the next thing I know, Max Evans transmogrifies me into
something not-of-this-Earth.
TESS: Whoa, whoa,
trans-what?
KYLE: Look, I never
asked for this.
TESS: Well, I suppose
he could have let you die. Is that what you want?
KYLE: If I had died, I
would have transcended the mortal plane and been reincarnated into the next
stage of my life. TESS: Reincarnated as what, exactly?
KYLE: Like, just
another person or animal, maybe.
TESS: An animal? Like,
you could have ended up a gopher or something!
KYLE: Look, we’re
getting off the point. I really need some help.
TESS: What do you want
from me? I don’t know what’s going to happen to you. You know, maybe nothing
will happen. Or maybe you could develop superpowers and start flying all over
Roswell in a big cape. I don’t know!
(Kyle
reaches for Tess’ waffles.)
KYLE: Could I have
another-
TESS: No!
(Isabel
and Max are talking to Sheriff Valenti in his office.)
VALENTI: Alright, let me
get this straight. You can go into people’s dreams?
ISABEL: Yes. But usually
I choose whose dreams I go into. This one just came to me.
VALENTI: Well, how do you
know this was real, not just somebody’s nightmare you stumbled into?
ISABEL: I don’t know,
but it felt real. She needs help.
MAX: Sheriff, when
Tess was being tortured Isabel got flashes from her, and that’s how she knew
Tess was in danger. That’s how we saved her life. We should check into this.
VALENTI: It’s a little
hard to look for a missing girl without a name or a face.
(Dan
knocks and enters)
DAN: Hey, Senor Chows
for lunch?
VALENTI: Yeah, that’d be
fine.
(Dan
looks with interest at Max and Isabel.)
DAN: Hi.
MAX: Hi.
VALENTI: I’ll see you at
1:00, Dan.
(Dan
exits)
MAX: Who was that?
VALENTI: From the State
Police Board. He’s reviewing the Hubble case.
MAX: Hubble?
VALENTI: It’s no big
deal. Dan’s an old friend. I’ll tell you what. I’ll look into it, Okay?
ISABEL: Thank you.
(Dan and
Valenti are having lunch at Senor Chows.)
VALENTI: When I ordered
him to put his weapon down, he uh. . . he refused, brought the gun up. I felt
my life was in imminent danger, so I fired.
DAN: Hmm, just like
it says in your report. (Dan signals a waiter) Uh, could we have more of these
sweet and sour tortillas? They’re good, different, but good. So, uh, who were
those kids in your office this morning?
VALENTI: Nobody. Stolen
bike.
DAN: Hmm, What were
their names again?
VALENTI: Max and Isabel
Evans.
DAN: Max Evans. .
.hmm, I got a statement here says that Hubble was last seen in a car with Max
Evans, before the shooting.
VALENTI: Whose statement?
DAN: Was Max Evans
there that night?
VALENTI: No.
DAN: Okay Jim, that’s
all I need to hear.
(Move to
the Crashdown. Liz is serving food to some customers)
LIZ: Okay, Umm, we
have a Saturn Rings and a Galaxy Sub, hold the Max. (Liz looks at Maria as she
realizes her mistake) Okay, so I’ll be right back with the Cokes.
(Maria
pulls Liz aside.)
MARIA: Okay, what just
happened?
LIZ: I need help. I’m
sick, Okay. I am an obsessed person.
MARIA: Okay, is this a
general freakout or should I be concerned?
LIZ: No, I have Max
on my brain 24 hours a day. Okay, I dream about him, I think about him, and now
I’m saying his friggin’ name without even realizing it. What am I going to do?
MARIA: You’re in love
that’s all.
LIZ: I know, but it’s
not getting me anywhere.
MARIA: Okay relax,
relax, Liz. It’s not that bad. I promise.
LIZ: Not that bad?
Really? Why don’t you look at this? (Liz pulls out two pictures of Max from her
apron pockets.) See! Obsession, obsession, obsession, obsession!
MARIA: Okay, okay,
you’re a Max-aholic. I’m here for you. What can I do?
LIZ: Get me a life.
(a new
guy enters the Crashdown.)
MARIA: Oh, you gotta be
kidding me. When did you get out?
SEAN: This morning.
MARIA: You didn’t break
out did you?
SEAN: I got a release,
good behavior.
MARIA: That’s a first.
You don’t think that you’re going to stay with us do you?
SEAN: Oh, uh, Aunt Amy
already gave it the thumbs up.
MARIA: She is such a
soft touch, isn’t she?
SEAN: Hi, Liz.
LIZ: Hey, Sean.
SEAN: All grown up.
Like it. I’ll see you at home.
MARIA: It’s not your
home.
(Evans
House. Grant Sorenson is flipping through TV channels as Max walks in with a
look of distrust.)
MAX: Grant.
GRANT: Hey, Max.
MAX: You’re uh. . .
GRANT: Waiting for
Isabel.
MAX: Oh, right. I’ll
go check on her.
(Max
enters Isabel’s room. Isabel is hurriedly going through her closest of clothes
picking out something to wear.)
MAX: You know,
Grant’s downstairs.
ISABEL: I know.
MAX: Do you really
like that guy?
ISABEL: Don’t start with
me, Max.
MAX: What’s wrong?
ISABEL: I just. . .I’ve
been thinking about that girl all day. You know? It was different. It was like
she was dreamwalking me.
MAX: You mean, like,
she’s an alien?
ISABEL: No, no, I don’t
think so.
MAX: Well, maybe you
should cancel your date.
ISABEL: You know how
many times I have cancelled in the last month? I have no more excuses.
MAX: Well, tell him
the truth. You’ve been battling evil aliens for control of the planet and it’s
hard to fit him in.
ISABEL: Funny. No, no, I
want a normal date with a normal guy tonight. I’m going, so just. . .just tell
him I’ll be ready in five minutes. Okay? Five minutes.
MAX: Five minutes.
ISABEL: Yeah, five
minutes. Okay? Thank you.
(Valenti
living room. Kyle is sitting in front of the TV, which is off. He tries out his
alien powers by raising his hand toward the screen. Tess walks up behind him
and sees what he is doing, so she picks up the remote control and turns the TV
on.)
KYLE: Oh God, jeez.
(Tess
laughs quietly to herself and Kyle tries again.)
KYLE: Channel 15.
(Tess
changes the channel with the remote.)
KYLE: Channel 23
(Tess
changes the channel)
KYLE: Unscrambled
porn.
(Tess
changes again, and Kyle jumps up in triumph.)
KYLE: I have become -
(he turns and sees Tess behind him.) an idiot.
TESS: Oh, but a cute
one. Hey (Tess tosses the remote to Kyle)
(Switch
to the movies with Isabel and Grant. Isabel rolls her head from side to side.)
GRANT: You sore?
ISABEL: Yeah.
(Grant
massages her neck.)
ISABEL: Thank you.
(Isabel
lays her head on Grant’s shoulder and closes her eyes. Suddenly she gets
another flash of a young blond girl being kidnapped as she goes to her car. We
see drugs and a syringe. Next we see her being dragged in a black bag, by a
man. Isabel sits up with a yell.)
GRANT: You okay?
ISABEL: Yeah, I’m fine.
I’m fine. I’m sorry.
(Isabel
and Max are in Valenti’s livingroom later that night.)
ISABEL: I need to find
her. She’s in trouble. She’s going to die.
VALENTI: I thought you
weren’t sure.
ISABEL: It’s real
Sheriff. I know it’s happening.
MAX: You have to find
her.
VALENTI: Find who? What
missing girl? No one’s been reported. I don’t know what she looks like. I don’t
have any leads. . .
ISABEL: I saw her car.
It’s silver.
VALENTI: Did you see the
plates?
ISABEL: No, but it’s a
Honda, or a Toyota, or something. I’m not good with cars.
VALENTI: Okay, I guess I
could start looking through the abandoned vehicle reports. See if it’s turned
up. Okay?
ISABEL: Thank you. I’m
sorry for barging in like this.
VALENTI: Hey, hey. It’s
Okay, alright?
ISABEL: Thank you.
(As
Isabel leaves Max talks to the sheriff.)
MAX: I know how all
this must look.
VALENTI: I believe her. I
do. I just don’t know how realistic it is to think that I’m going to be able to
find this girl with this evidence.
MAX: I know. Thanks.
(As Max
leaves the sheriff makes a phone call.)
VALENTI: Hansen, I’m
coming in.
(Valenti
enters the Crashdown on his way in to the station and sits at the counter by a
woman.)
VALENTI: Large coffee and
a warp wrap to go please.
JUDITH
FOSTER:
Working late Jim?
VALENTI: Yep
JUDITH
FOSTER:
Great match your boy had the other night.
VALENTI: Yeah, two take
downs. Not bad, huh?
JUDITH
FOSTER:
Just like his father. Remember that match against the Rangers?
VALENTI: My God, how do
you remember these things?
JUDITH
FOSTER:
I had a crush on you, or didn’t you notice?
VALENTI: I noticed your
boyfriend.
JUDITH
FOSTER:
I like to call him my husband now.
VALENTI: How’s your girl?
JUDITH
FOSTER:
Melissa? Fine, just fine. . . I think.
VALENTI: Something wrong?
JUDITH
FOSTER:
No, it’s nothing I’m sure. She went to visit some friends in Santa Fe yesterday
and she hasn’t called home yet. I know I shouldn’t be concerned, but she always
calls. Oh, I’m being silly.
VALENTI: Melissa drives a
silver car doesn’t she?
JUDITH
FOSTER:
Yeah, Toyota. Why?
(Sheriff’s
station later that night. A deputy is interviewing the woman as Sheriff Valenti
enters giving orders.)
VALENTI: You contacted
all the Foster girl’s friends yet? I need to know if she turns up.
DEPUTY: OKAY
(Valenti
turns to another officer.)
VALENTI: Get highway
patrol on the horn. I want every inch of 285 covered.
(Valenti
hands papers to another officer)
VALENTI: Plate numbers.
Run them.
(Switch
to Mrs. Foster being interviewed)
MRS.
FOSTER:
She had an overnight bag and a cosmetics case.
DEPUTY: Does she have a
cell phone?
MRS.
FOSTER:
No. I took it away from her. She was spending too much money.
(Dan
enters)
DAN: Hey, how’s it
going?
VALENTI: Busy. Judith,
you have that picture?
MRS.
FOSTER:
Yeah, it’s right here.
(Valenti
turns back to Dan.)
VALENTI: What’s up?
DAN: Heard about the
missing girl. You’re really circling up the wagons here.
VALENTI: Just doing my
job. Excuse me.
(Valenti
opens his office door.)
DAN: Who you got in
there?
(Valenti
turns back and looks at Dan but doesn’t answer, then continues into his office
and closes the door. Max and Isabel are waiting. He hands Isabel a picture of
Melissa Foster.)
VALENTI: Is this her?
ISABEL: The hair’s the
right color. I think so.
VALENTI: Are you sure?
ISABEL: I never saw her
clearly, but it’s her. It has to be.
VALENTI: I hope you’re
wrong. I’ve known the Fosters for years.
MAX: Well, I don’t
recognize her.
VALENTI: She goes to
Goddard High.
ISABEL: The terror. I
felt it so clearly in the last dream. We have to get her back. I need to.
VALENTI: You and me both.
(Change
to the next day in the Crashdown where Maria is serving Sean.)
MARIA: In case I
haven’t told you this. You dine n’ dash here, you die.
(Sean
reaches into his pocket and lays money on the table.)
MARIA: Is there a tip
in there?
SEAN: Just give me the
burger.
MARIA: How about a
little talk, hmmm? Alright, in our house there are rules, and as strange,
unimaginable, and bizarre as it may seem - we live our lives by these very
simple rules.
SEAN: Okay.
MARIA: Rule one, toilet
seat is left down. Rule two, underwear are not left on the floor, no. Rule
three, milk is poured into a glass, not directly consumed by the carton. Rule
four -
SEAN: There a lot of
these rules?
MARIA: Don’t worry,
I’ll write them down for you, assuming of course, that you can read.
SEAN: Of course.
MARIA: Now, pay
attention please. Rule four is very important. Leave Liz alone.
SEAN: Why, is she part
of that house too or something?
MARIA: I am not
kidding, Sean. She is way off limits to you. Okay? Way, way, off limits.
SEAN: Way.
MARIA: Look, I saw the
way you looked at her, alright? ‘All grown up. I like it’ No, it’s not going to
happen, Sean.
SEAN: Okay.
MARIA: She’s in a very
delicate and fragile place in her life right now.
(We hear
Liz yelling off camera)
LIZ: Dammit Eddie,
where’s my order?
(Sean
looks questioningly at Maria)
MARIA: I’m serious.
SEAN: I hear you,
alright? Leave her alone. I get it. What do you want from me?
MARIA: I’ll give you
the list by the end of the day.
(Switch
to Isabel in her room. She lies on her bed and tries to dreamwalk. After some
restless tossing she sees the blond girl again being dragged in the forest.
This time we see the face of the man and it is Grant Sorenson. Isabel wakes up
very upset and Max is shaking her.)
ISABEL: No! Oh, no! It
can’t be!
MAX: You started
crying Isabel. What happened?
ISABEL: No, Oh God! It’s
Grant! It’s Grant. I saw him. I saw him. Oh God! Oh God. No.
(Change
to Valenti’s Office, where Isabel and Max are talking to the Sheriff.)
VALENTI: Sorenson?
ISABEL: I’m positive.
VALENTI: Alright, I’ll
take care of it.
MAX: You want us to
help?
VALENTI: Not this time.
(Switch
to a daytime shot of a golf course. Valenti is calling to a judge who is
playing golf.)
VALENTI: Your honor! Your
honor!
JUDGE: Hello, Sheriff.
VALENTI: The woman who
came forward is positive she saw Grant Sorenson with Melissa Foster.
JUDGE: You have a
history with this Sorenson character don’t you? Uh, he filed a complaint?
VALENTI: That was a
misunderstanding, sir.
JUDGE: Yeah, you
searched his room without a warrant, shoving a gun in his face.
VALENTI: Your honor! Your
honor! A girl could be dying here!
JUDGE: You hurry and
get me probable cause, then you’ll get your warrant; otherwise, you’re ruining
my handicap.
(Change
to Grant Sorenson’s campsite as The Sheriff and Hansen drive up.)
VALENTI: Check the car.
We’re looking for a large vinyl bag; seven foot by three.
GRANT: What the hell’s
going on here?
VALENTI: We need to do a
little looking around Mr. Sorenson.
GRANT: For what? My
igneous rock collection?
VALENTI: Do you know
Melissa Foster?
GRANT: I heard she was.
. . What is this? Every time someone disappears I become your number one
suspect?
VALENTI: What were you doing
last Friday night?
GRANT: I drove to
Carlsbad. That’s the opposite direction from Santa Fe.
VALENTI: How did you know
Miss Foster went to Santa Fe?
GRANT: It’s common
knowledge. The whole town is talking. Sherrif, you got a warrant?
VALENTI: What were you
doing in Carlsbad?
GRANT: I went to pick
up some equipment.
VALENTI: We heard you
were out here in the middle of the night.
GRANT: That’s not a
crime.
VALENTI: Depends upon
what you were doing.
(Valenti
comes to Grant’s tent and opens the flap. He sees a large black vinyl bag like
the one in Isabel’s visions, and pulls it out.)
GRANT: Don’t touch
that.
VALENTI: What are you
doing with this bag?
GRANT: Transporting
equipment.
VALENTI: I need to see
what’s inside it. Open it up.
GRANT: I can’t do that.
VALENTI: Well if you
won’t then I will. Step aside.
GRANT: Sheriff, this is
ridiculous.
VALENTI: Back off!
(Grant
moves aside and the sheriff unzips the bag to find equipment.)
VALENTI: What is this?
GRANT: It’s equipment,
photosensitive equipment. They use it in caverns like in Carlsbad. That’s why I
work at nights. It’s the only time to get proper readings. You don’t have a
warrant do you?
(Switch
to Valenti’s office where Dan is waiting for him.)
VALENTI: Dan.
DAN: Okay, cards on
the table, Jimbo. What’s going on here?
VALENTI: I’m in the
middle of an investigation.
DAN: Where you been
the last four hours?
VALENTI: Following a
lead. Checking out a suspect. Anymore questions?
DAN: Yeah, you get a
warrant for Sorenson this time?
VALENTI: You always know
more than you let on, don’t you Dan. I should have remembered that the day you
walked through my door.
DAN: It’s part of my
job, Jimbo, and what I know right now is you disappear for days on end and you
spend a lot of time lately with teenage kids. That’s awful strange behavior.
VALENTI: This isn’t about
the Hubble case is it? What the hell is going on here?
DAN: The State Board
has had you in their watch file for a long time now, what with your reputation
for chasing UFO’s and what not. But right now it’s your own men that are
talking, and they want to know what’s happened to their sheriff.
VALENTI: I don’t owe them
an explanation.
DAN: You owe me!
(Valenti
and Dan start yelling at the same time.)
DAN: You’re crossing
a lot of lines and I want to know why! VALENTI: I haven’t been able to
carry on an investigation. A girl’s life is on the line.
(The two
men are interrupted by a knock on the door.)
VALENTI: What!
HANSEN: Uh, Sheriff. I’m
sorry but, uh. .
(Hansen
shows a young blond girl into Valenti’s office.)
DAN: Can we help you?
GIRL: Yeah, hi. I’m
Melissa Foster. I heard you were looking for me.
(Switch
to an alley outside the Sheriff’s station where Valenti is talking to Max and
Isabel.)
VALENTI: Girl said her
car gave out halfway to Santa Fe. Next day she had it towed. No kidnapper, no
needles, no bags and no desert.
(Isabel
hangs her head.)
VALENTI: Isabel, it’s
alright. Melissa’s safe. Her family’s happy. Nobody got hurt.
MAX: What about you?
VALENTI: I’ll have some
awkward questions to answer but I’m sure it will blow over.
ISABEL: Sheriff, I am so
sorry. I don’t know how I could have been so wrong. I . . .
VALENTI: Hey, you didn’t
do anything wrong. You have gifts the rest of us don’t, and I trust those gifts.
And if anything like this ever happens again, I want you to come to me. I’ll be
fine.
(Back in
Valenti’s office where Dan and the Judge are questioning him.)
JUDGE: What the hell is
wrong with you? You conduct an illegal search after I say no!
DAN: You know,
Sorenson has filed a 15 million-dollar civil suit against the city.
VALENTI: For what?
Because I ruined his stupid experiment? He’s gonna be laughed out of court.
JUDGE: I’m half tempted
to have you thrown into your own jail on a contempt citation.
VALENTI: I’m sorry. Okay,
I was wrong. I had a hunch. I had to follow it.
JUDGE: A hunch! You
told me you had a witness!
DAN: You told Judith
Foster you had two witnesses! You terrified that family! I spent all day trying
to calm them down.
VALENTI: There are two
witnesses, but I promised them anonymity. I can’t break that promise.
DAN: We talking about
those kids again.
VALENTI: No
JUDGE: What kids?
DAN: Max and Isabel
Evans.
VALENTI: This has nothing
to do with them.
JUDGE: Then who? I want
names and I want them now.
VALENTI: I’m sorry.
JUDGE: Best find
yourself a lawyer.
(Later
that night in Isabel’s room, where Max is talking to Isabel.)
MAX: Isabel, I don’t
understand this. You’ve never been wrong about this in the past and we’ve
always gone with your judgement.
ISABEL: I don’t
understand it either, Max. This wasn’t something that I planned.
MAX: How could this
happen.
ISABEL: I don’t know.
MAX: Valenti might be
losing his job because of us. Have you thought about that?
ISABEL: Of course I
have, but what was I suppose to do? Just let her die?
MAX: There is no
missing girl, Alright! Your dreams were wrong. You were wrong.
ISABEL: Don’t’ you think
I know that? Maybe part of me just needed her to be missing.
MAX: What do you
mean?
ISABEL: After everything
we’ve been through, after all the pain that we’ve caused, I just wanted what we
are, what I am, to do something good for a change.
MAX: Isabel, you are
my sister. You yell at me, you second-guess me, and you piss me off. You also saved
my life, and I don’t care what we’ve been through; I still believe in you. I
always will. Go get some sleep. You look. . . really bad.
ISABEL: Thanks!
(Change
to Crashdown same night. Liz, Maria, and Michael are working and Kyle is
sitting at the counter. Sean enters.)
KYLE: Tess is openly
mocking me now. This morning I woke up with little antennae coming out of my
head.
LIZ: I don’t know
what to say. We need professional help.
SEAN: Yo, M.
MARIA: M? No, see um. .
. in the real world we use names. My name is Maria.
KYLE: Who’s that?
MICHAEL: Maria’s loser
cousin Sean.
SEAN: Can I get some
fries, tough guy?
MICHAEL: No
MARIA: Sorry, we’re
closed. So sorry.
KYLE: Anyway, the
point is, I’m just saying It’s gonna be OK. I mean we’re both obsessed people
but we’ll get through it. At least we have each other.
LIZ: You know, uh, I
think the fryer is still warm. I could whip you up some fries.
SEAN: Nah, forget it.
I’ll scrounge something up at home.
(Sean
exits.)
MARIA: It’s not your
home. Stop calling it that. You’re just passing through. You’re not actually
thinking. . .
LIZ: No, of course
not.
MARIA: All I try and do
is help. Does anybody listen?
LIZ: I’m sorry, what
were you saying?
KYLE: Nothing. I was
just talking to myself. Hey, you got any cousins for me?
(Change
to Isabel in bed, same night. She has another vision. She sees more details of
where the girl is.)
ISABEL: Where am I?
KIDNAPPED
GIRL: No, please don’t!
ISABEL: Max, Max! No,
Max. . . Max!
(Attacker
takes out a syringe. Isabel screams and begins reacting like the kidnapped
girl.)
ISABEL: Help me!
(Max
enters, sits on Isabels bed and tries to wake her.)
MAX: I’m here.
Isabel, Isabel wake up.
ISABEL: No, please!
Don’t do this. You don’t have to do this. No!
(Isabel
wakes up)
MAX: Isabel, are you
alright?
ISABEL: Oh my God.
(Move to
Valenti’s office the same night. Dan enters.)
DAN: Judith Foster is
filing a grievance with the State police board. She wants a formal
investigation into you actions.
VALENTI: I wonder who put
that idea in her head?
DAN: Lot a questions
here, Jimbo. Time for you to start thinkin’ of some answers.
VALENTI: Talk to my
lawyer.
(Phone
rings)
VALENTI: Sheriff Valenti.
MAX: It’s not over.
VALENTI: You wanna
explain that to me.
MAX: It’s not Melissa
Foster. It’s some other girl. She’s in Fraizer Woods in the clearing outside
the abandoned pump house. We have to go right now.
(Valenti
pauses and looks up at Dan.)
MAX: Sheriff?
VALENTI: Where are you
now Deputy?
MAX: We’re at our
house. We’ll meet you on Clark’s street, near the Crashdown.
VALENTI: Stay where you
are. I’ll take care of it.
MAX: No, we’re going
with you. Can you meet us?
VALENTI: Yeah, I’ll meet
you there deputy.
(The
Sheriff hangs up.)
DAN: Do deputies
always call you on your private line?
VALENTI: I’ll talk to you
in the morning.
DAN: You know your
Daddy went down just like this. Got some fool notion into his head, ignored the
law and his friends, and ended up handing over his badge.
VALENTI: Is that a
threat?
DAN: If that phone
call was from those kids, consider it a warning.
(Move to
Frazier Woods. Max, Isabel, and Valenti are searching with flashlights.)
ISABEL: This is it.
MAX: Ok, we’re here.
Now what?
ISABEL: I don’t know. I
don’t know. She’s here. She’s here somewhere.
VALENTI: You kidnap a
girl. You bring her out here and then you. . . MAX: What is it?
VALENTI: It’s a molehill.
MAX: So?
VALENTI: It’s an awfully
straight line for a molehill.
(Valenti
reaches down and finds a tube. He pulls it up and follows along it until he
comes to a strange apparatus.)
VALENTI: Oxygen tanks
ISABEL: Oh my God.
VALENTI: Come on.
(Valenti
follows the tube back the other direction until it finally disappears deep into
the ground.)
ISABEL: Oh God, she’s
under here.
(They
dig frantically with their hands. We see someone watching them through the
cross hairs of a gun scope.)
MAX: Watch the head.
ISABEL: Oh my God.
(They
unearth a clear plastic box around the buried girl’s head.)
ISABEL: What did they do
to her?
MAX: I don’t know.
VALENTI: She’s going into
shock.
ISABEL: We’ve got you.
What did they do?
MAX: Isabel, can you
get this thing off?
ISABEL: Yes.
VALENTI: Hurry, Hurry.
Get it off.
(The
rifleman shoots and hits the ground near them. Max jumps up and puts up his
protective shield. Valenti pulls out his gun and aims toward where the shots
came from. The masked man fires again, but the bullet bounces off the shield.)
MAX: Isabel, hurry!
(Isabel
tries to lift the box off the girl’s head while another bullet bounces off
Max’s shield.)
VALENTI: Max, I see the
shooter.
MAX: I can’t keep
this up.
ISABEL: I almost have
it.
(Another
shot bounces off.)
ISABEL: I’ve got it.
MAX: You see him?
VALENTI: Yeah. . . Ready?
Go!
(Max
withdraws the shield. Valenti fires several shots and hits the shooter. The
shooter is only wounded and runs away. A flashlight appears behind Valenti,
Max, and Isabel.)
DAN: Freeze!
VALENTI: Dan, It’s me!
DAN: What the hell’s
going on here? Who are you shootin’ at?
VALENTI: Kidnapper.
DAN: What kidnapper?
VALENTI: We found our
missing girl.
(Max and
Isabel look at each other nervously while Dan walks over and sees the girl. Dan
removes his coat to cover her. The girl is crying.)
(Later.
More police have arrived and an ambulance. The kidnapped girl, Laurie, is on a
stretcher.)
LAURIE: (very emotional)
I never saw his face. I was coming down to visit my grandparents in Roswell
when he . . . came up behind me on the street. . .
VALENTI: Laurie, I’m
going to have someone watch over you round the clock until your parents arrive.
You’re safe now. I promise.
LAURIE: How did you know
to find me out here?
VALENTI: Someone heard
you cry out for help.
(Paramedics
take Laurie away. Isabel follows her and Dan approaches the Sheriff.)
DAN: How’d you find
her?
VALENTI: Good police
work.
DAN: Aw, come on. You
can do better than that. What were those kids doin’ out here?
VALENTI: Nothing. They
were just along for the ride.
DAN: Along for the
ride? You tellin’ me that you took two minors with you on a ride along? That
alone is enough to get you suspended.
VALENTI: I’ll take the
suspension. You leave the kids out of this.
(Hansen
approaches with a small plastic bag.)
HANSEN: Sheriff, look at
this.
VALENTI: Our shooter’s
bullets.
HANSEN: Yes, but there’s
no laceration or impact. They’re in perfect shape.
DAN: That’s
impossible, physically impossible. Thanks. Deputy, I’ll take care of these.
VALENTI: I’m as baffled
as you are.
DAN: Nah, nah, you’re
not. You’re a good cop, Jimbo, but you don’t lie very well, and whatever you’re
coverin’ up I’m going to find it out. You can count on it.
(We move
over to Laurie and Isabel.)
LAURIE: Who are you?
ISABEL: Isabel.
LAURIE: You saved my
life. Thank you.
(Isabel
takes her hand then has a flash of blue cell like things. Laurie is loaded into
the ambulance.)
MAX: Ready to go
home? Isabel?
ISABEL: There’s
something about her, Max.
MAX: What do you
mean?
ISABEL: It’s like I know
her.
(Episode ends with them looking after
the ambulance as it pulls away.)