INVISIBLE MAN
"DOPPELGANGER"
by
Brenda K. Allen
2631 West Harter
Visalia, CA 93277
(559) 636-8183
(559) 739-1204
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TEASER
FADE IN:
INTERCUT DARIEN'S APARTMENT/WOMAN'S HOUSE
INT. DARIEN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
DARIEN bounces around his apartment.
INT. WOMAN'S HOUSE -NIGHT
A WOMAN is getting dressed for an evening out, but her face
is never revealed.
DARIEN
Wanders to the fridge and stares in without removing anything.
A WOMAN
Reaches into a closet and pulls out a large box. She
carries the box to a bed and opens it. Inside is a leather
bustier.
DARIEN
Sits on the couch attempting to read.
A WOMAN
Zips up a leather mini skirt
DARIEN
Flops on the bed and stares at the ceiling.
A WOMAN
Dons a pair of pantyhose.
DARIEN
Flips through channels on the television.
A WOMAN
2.
Zips up a pair of thigh-high boots.
DARIEN
Plays basketball with a deck of cards and a trashcan.
A WOMAN
Applies lipstick.
DARIEN
Picks up the phone and dials a number from memory.
DARIEN
Crap...... Hey Hobbes, it's Darien.
Just wondered if you were up for a
beer. I'll be at Dave's if you get
the message and are interested.
Darien hangs up, grabs his jacket off the back of the bar
stool and heads toward the door.
CUT TO:
INT. KARAOKE BAR - NIGHT
Just your average corner bar on karaoke night. Medium crowd.
Loud. Boisterous. Long bar on one side of the room, small
stage with karaoke set-up on the other. A small dance area
in front of the stage.
Darien has both hands on the bar, trying to catch the
attention of the bartender.
Off-camera, a woman's voice can be heard singing karaoke.
The song is sexually suggestive, along the lines of "I Touch
Myself" by The DeVinyls.
The bartender walks over and leans in to take Darien's order.
DARIEN
Hey. Sam Adams.
Darien turns to survey the room.
Bartender gets a bottle of beer, opens it and sets it on the
counter. Taps Darien on the shoulder.
Darien turns around, leans in for the bartender to tell him
the price. Darien hands him a couple of bills.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
Thanks. Keep the change.
3.
The bartender takes the money and moves off towards the
register.
Darien takes a drink, then turns around and sits on a stool,
back to the bar, scanning the room.
The woman stands on a small stage, singing.
She sports short, spiky hair, and wears a leather bustier,
mini skirt, and thigh-high boots. She moves suggestively as
she sings. She ends the song, turning to lay the microphone
on a small table.
As she stands, we see her face clearly. The KEEPER stares
at Darien for a few moments, then approaches him.
DARIEN (V.O.)
Lately, I've undergone a number of
experiences that I would label as
"impossible." But as Sherlock
Holmes was fond of saying, "...
when you have excluded the
impossible, whatever remains,
however improbable, must be the
truth."
Keeper stops before Darien and runs her hand suggestively up
Darien's leg.
Darien squirms.
Keeper slides into the space between Darien's legs, and
begins casually stroking his chest.
KEEPER
Well, what's my favorite boy doing
out so late on a school night?
DARIEN
Uh, Cl...
Keeper stops him by laying a solitary finger on Darien's lips.
DARIEN
(indicating her attire)
You want to tell me what's going on
here?
Keeper leans in to whisper in Darien's ear, all the while
she continues to stroke his leg and run her fingers through
the hair at the nape of his neck.
4.
KEEPER
(sexy voice)
Shhh...no names Darien, dear.
You're not the only one who receives
field assignments. I'm undercover
darling. Work with me here.
Keeper gives Darien's ear a sharp nip and pulls her face
back, remains close, but keeps her hand on his thigh.
Keeper casually checks Darien's snake monitor, and continues
the physical flirtation.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
(still whispering)
I want you to drop by tomorrow
morning.
DARIEN
It's too early for a shot.
KEEPER
I know. I've been working on a new
formula. I need to test it while
your quicksilver levels are still
low.
Keeper leans in again to whisper.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
Now I'm going to kiss you to keep
my cover and then you will leave.
Keeper leans in to give Darien a very long, very deep kiss,
then abruptly pulls away.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
Fine then! Go back to your mousy
little wife. See if I care. I can
have any man in this room that I
want. Get out of my sight!
Keeper turns towards a MAN seated a few stools away,
approaches him and begins flirting.
Darien sits there stunned.
DARIEN (V.O.) (CONT'D)
What I had just witnessed was
impossible. But there it was: I
knew it was Claire, but certainly
not any side of Claire I had ever
seen.
CUT TO BLACK:
5.
ACT ONE
INT. DARIEN'S APARTMENT - DAY
Darien zips up his pants, then sits down on the bed, lacing
up a shoe. T
There is a KNOCK on the door.
Darien gets up, shoe in hand, walks to the door. Looks in
the peephole, opens the door.
HOBBES enters holding two cups of coffee in take out cups.
HOBBES
Morning Fawkes. You ready?
Hobbes hands Darien one of the cups of coffee.
DARIEN
Thanks.....almost. Give me a sec.
Darien takes a sip then sets the coffee on the counter. Sits
on the bed, and begins putting on the other shoe.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
Hey Hobbes? Have you ever known
Claire to be given a field
assignment?
Hobbes leans against the bar, sipping his coffee.
HOBBES
Well...no. But then, we don't know
everything that goes on....
DARIEN
(muttering)
Ain't that the truth.
Hobbes gives Darien a look.
HOBBES
I was going to say...we don't have
any female agents, so, where a
female is needed, she'd be the
logical choice. I mean, she is
intelligent. Completely capable of
handling herself...
Darien grins as he finishes up with his shoes.
6.
HOBBES (CONT'D)
Why?
Darien stands, walks to the counter, grabs the cup of
coffee, studies the cup a bit, takes a couple of sips.
DARIEN
Well, I ran into her last night at
Dave's. She claimed she was on
assignment for The Official. She
was all sexy and hitting on me. It
was just weird.
HOBBES
(defensive)
She was not hitting on you. She
was probably just sticking to her
cover...which I'm certain you
probably blew.
DARIEN
I don't know Hobbes. She didn't
seem to be acting... and...
well...she... that so was just not
Claire.
Darien grabs his jacket off the chair next to Hobbes and
puts it on.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
I need to hit the Keep. Claire
wants to try a new counteragent
today.
HOBBES
Okay. We'll stop there, and when
you're done we'll get to work.
DARIEN
I think I'll check with Eberts and
see if he knows anything about
Claire and field assignments.
HOBBES
That pencil neck won't know anything.
Let me check with some of my old
buddies. They might know if she is
cleared for covert ops.
DARIEN
Well, if you don't find out anything
useful, I'm still going to check
with Eberts. Something was just
not right about last night.
7.
Darien and Hobbes exit the apartment.
CUT TO:
INT. AGENCY VAN - DAY
Darien is driving. Hobbes is talking on a cell phone in the
middle of a conversation.
HOBBES
Uh huh...really? I didn't know
that. Nope. Doesn't really
surprise me... Yeah. Me too.
Thanks again Mike.
Hobbes closes the phone, then taps it against his chin a few
times.
Darien glances over at Hobbes.
DARIEN
So ....?
HOBBES
Well, apparently Claire worked for
about four different agencies
between the DOD and us.
DARIEN
Wow. Really?
HOBBES
Mike didn't know the agencies, but
did say that she was cleared for
field work at each one, and that
she was frequently sent on
assignments. but not till after she
finished with the DOD gig. But he
couldn't give me any details on her
field work.
Darien takes his attention from the road and looks at Hobbes.
DARIEN
Well, that sure helped a lot.
Hobbes, I'm tellin' you .... That
was not Claire last night. It was
her evil twin.
8.
HOBBES
What? You don't think she would be
able to act? I know it would be
hard for her to act like she was
actually interested in you Fawkes,
but come on, give her some credit.
DARIEN
Hobbes, you weren't there. That
vibe was real man. If I had given
her the go ahead, she would have
come home with me.
Hobbes gives Darien a dirty look.
HOBBES
Fawkes, we don't even know her last
name. How can we have any idea
what she'd be like undercover?
Darien considers the point.
CUT TO:
INT. AGENCY HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
Darien and Hobbes walk down the corridor, stopping in front
of the Keep's doors.
HOBBES
You go deal with the Keeper...I'll
be in my office when you're done.
Darien passes through the Keep doors.
As Hobbes turns to start down the hallway, Eberts turns the
corner.
EBERTS
Robert.
HOBBES
Eberts.
They pass each other. A few seconds later, Hobbes turns.
HOBBES (CONT'D)
Hey Eberts?
Eberts stops and calmly turns to face Hobbes.
EBERTS
Yes Robert?
9.
HOBBES
Fawkes had a question for you about
the Keeper and field work.
Eberts cocks his head slightly.
EBERTS
And why would you be asking about
this rather than Agent Fawkes?
Hobbes simply stares at Eberts for a few moments, then turns
to walk away.
HOBBES
Never mind
(sotto voice)
Freakin' teacher's pet....
INT. KEEP - DAY
Darien sits in the exam chair, usual position and offers his
arm.
Keeper checks his tattoo and places the tourniquet.
DARIEN
So what was the deal last night?
Keeper walks to the fridge. Removes a vial filled with a
clear, red liquid and begins filling a syringe.
KEEPER
I told you Darien, I was working an
assignment for The Official.
DARIEN
Uh huh...so what was with all the
"come ons"?
Keeper returns to Darien's side.
KEEPER
'Come ons'? I was working undercover.
Your presence was unexpected and I
had to explain it somehow.
As Keeper begins to prep for the injection, Darien yanks his
arm away.
DARIEN
Wait a minute. What the hell is
that stuff?
10.
Keeper pulls back and looks at Darien.
KEEPER
Really Darien. I told you I had a
new formula I wanted to try. Relax.
I'm not going to poison you.
Darien sits up straight. Keeper checks the syringe.
DARIEN
(indicating the needle)
That's the new counteragent?
Keeper nods.
DARIEN
Why's it red, and why do I need a
new counteragent?
KEEPER
It's red to easily distinguish it
from the other formula. As to
needing a new counteragent, you
don't.... yet.
Keeper steps back up to Darien's side.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
Darien, if this works, I can
alternate between counteragents and
you won't have to worry about
building up a tolerance so quickly.
Keeper waits patiently for Darien to make up his mind.
DARIEN
So last night was just you on
assignment?
Darien eyes the needle hungrily.
KEEPER
Yes, Darien.
Darien hesitantly offers his arm.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
Don't worry Darien. You won't feel
a thing.
Keeper gives Darien the injection. He exhibits a moment of
surprise, then his eyes glaze over and close.
11.
KEEPER
Ah...there we go. Hello Darien.
How are you feeling?
DARIEN
(Sluggish)
I'm fine. I feel very good.
KEEPER
Excellent Darien. Now, I have some
very important questions to ask you.
You will answer me truthfully,
won't you?
DARIEN
Sure Claire.
KEEPER
Darien. Do you trust me?
Darien remains reclined, but opens his eyes and smiles up at
Claire.
DARIEN
Of course I do Claire....
(looking away)
Well, actually...no I don't. Not
really...I mean...I don't know who
you are actually working for...me
or The Official...I mean, are you
really trying to help me...or...
Keeper interrupts.
KEEPER
That's understandable Darien. But
not important right now. I need
you to answer some questions for me?
Darien looks back at Keeper.
DARIEN
Sure...why not. Wow! This stuff
you gave me feels great.
Keeper begins running her fingers lightly up and down
Darien's arm.
KEEPER
Yes, I know Darien. It's supposed
to. I designed it that way. So,
tell me Darien, what have you been
thinking about our little encounter
last night.
12.
Darien absently tracks the Keeper's touch.
DARIEN
Well. That wasn't you. Hobbes
called some friends for information
on you. You know, I'm surprised
anyone even talks to Hobbes...I
mean...
KEEPER
That's all well and good, Darien.
But what did you learn. What did
Hobbes's friend tell him.
DARIEN
We couldn't get much information.
Just that you worked for other
agencies. So I'm going to ask
Eberts about your history.
KEEPER
Why Darien? Why do you think you
need to ask Eberts about me?
Darien looks back up at Keeper.
DARIEN
Well Claire. I have to tell ya,
that just wasn't you last night. I
mean, even if you were
undercover....that was more than
acting....
KEEPER
Darien, who did you tell about last
night?
DARIEN
Only Hobbes....but you know ...that
guy has it bad for you....so he
just accepts that you were on
assignment.
Darien gives Keeper a mischievous grin.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
He's so cute when he talks about
you...goes all soft and mushy...
KEEPER
You didn't talk to anyone else
about it?
DARIEN
Nope.
13.
KEEPER
And you and Hobbes only discussed
what happened last night?
DARIEN
Yep.....well, Hobbes did call some
old contact at the Department of
Defense about whether you had done
field assignments....but we didn't
learn much.
Keeper begins wandering around the room, opening secret
compartments, pulling files and putting them in a briefcase.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
Darien, you really have nothing to
fear from me. You know that I am
simply doing my job...right?
Darien tracks Keeper as she moves, nods and smiles.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
Darien, if I am just doing my job,
then there really is no reason to
speak to Eberts about last night is
there? I mean, you wouldn't want
me to get into trouble with The
Official now? Would you?
DARIEN
No, but why would you get into
trouble?
KEEPER
Well Darien, I was undercover, and
you almost blew that assignment. I
don't think that The Official would
be happy with me about that. Do you?
DARIEN
Nope.
KEEPER
Okay. Then there really is no need
to talk to Eberts right? You do
know that Eberts would tell The
Official about your questions?
Darien appears confused.
DARIEN
Yeah.......Hey Claire? Why are you
putting all those files in your
briefcase?
14.
KEEPER
Well, I have some work to do on
them. Don't you worry about it.
Keeper walks back over to Darien and begins gently touching
his hands, his arms, his legs, temples, and shoulders, much
like a hypnotist settling a subject further under.
As Keeper speaks, Darien's eyes close and he relaxes further.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
Darien. Can you hear me?
DARIEN
Um hmm...
KEEPER
Good. You are going to fall asleep
in just a moment. When you wake
up, you won't remember our encounter.
You will think that you dozed off
in the chair, and that you must
have gotten the appointment time
wrong. You won't be concerned
about last night, because after
all, I was simply doing my job. Do
you understand Darien?
DARIEN
Um hmm. Yes.
KEEPER
And you won't talk to Eberts about
any of this. And if Hobbes asks
you about it, you will tell him
that you decided he was right. Do
you understand Darien?
DARIEN
Yep. Won't talk to Eberts.
Darien frowns petulantly.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
Do I have to tell Hobbes he was
right? I hate it when Hobbes is
right.
KEEPER
Yes Darien. You must tell Hobbes
that he was right.
DARIEN
Oh all right.
15.
KEEPER
Go to sleep now Darien.
Darien curls up on the chair, pillows his head in his hands
and falls asleep.
Keeper gently brushes back Darien's hair.
KEEPER
I really hate to do this to you....
Keeper walks to her desk and picks up the phone. She dials
a number, pauses for a moment, than begins entering a stream
of numbers.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
I need to arrange for a meet. I
have significant information to
relate.... Yes.... I will have
documentation.... The number is
555-6275. I will await contact at
that time.
Keeper hangs up the phone, grabs the briefcase and heads
towards the door. She pauses for one more look at the
sleeping Darien, before leaving the room.
INT. AGENCY HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
The doors close behind Keeper, showing the sleeping Darien,
as Keeper encounters Hobbes in the hallway.
HOBBES
Hey there Keep! I'm here to pick
up Fawkes.
KEEPER
Well, we just finished up, but he
is sleeping at the moment. I would
really prefer that you not disturb
him Robert.
Hobbes looks at the closed doors.
HOBBES
Well...if you think so..
KEEPER
The new counteragent hit him harder
than I expected. He is sleeping
now, and I would rather he not be
disturbed.
16.
Keeper grabs Hobbes arm and tries to direct him down the
hallway. Hobbes looks over his shoulder at the door.
HOBBES
Well...if you think it best...
Keeper keeps Hobbes firmly in tow.
KEEPER
I do think it is best. He needs
his rest Robert.... Why don't we
have lunch? I'm not doing anything,
and I certainly am hungry.
Hobbes gives a quick look at the closed doors then grins up
at the Keeper.
HOBBES
Sure. I'll catch up to Fawkes later.
CUT TO:
INT. KEEP - DAY
Darien awakes. He sits up and shakes his head, confused.
He looks at his watch.
DARIEN
Hum....must have got the time wrong.
Darien stretches a bit.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
Surprised I fell asleep.
Darien hops off the chair and exits through the door.
INT. AGENCY HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
The door closes behind Darien as he encounters Eberts in the
hallway.
EBERTS
Agent Fawkes.
DARIEN
Sup Eberts..
As they begin to pass each other..
17.
EBERTS
Robert indicated that you had some
question regarding Claire ....
DARIEN
Nah...I worked it out. Don't worry
about it ...no biggie.
EBERTS
As you wish...
They both proceed in different directions.
CUT TO:
INT. DARIEN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Darien reclines on the couch, reading Cliff Notes. There is
a knock at the door.
Darien walks to the door and peers though the peep hole. He
quickly folds the Cliff Notes and stuffs it in his back hip
pocket. Darien opens the door.
DARIEN
Hey Hobbes....
HOBBES
Fawkes...
Hobbes enters.
DARIEN
What brings you by so late?
Hobbes wanders over to the couch, sits, picks up the remote,
turns the t.v. on and begins channel surfing.
Darien closes the door and follows him to the couch, but
remains standing.
HOBBES
Just wondered if you had any
further thoughts on Claire...
Don't you get ESPN on this thing?
Darien is puzzled for a moment.
DARIEN
No....and no... Not really.
You're probably right. The more I
thought about it, the more I
realized I was just being paranoid.
18.
Hobbes mutes the t.v. and turns to Darien with some surprise.
HOBBES
You think I was right...? And you
think you were being paranoid?
DARIEN
(nodding)
Yep.
HOBBES
And you don't get ESPN?
DARIEN
Nope.
HOBBES
Oh well...
Hobbes turns the volume back up and continues searching.
Darien plops down on the couch next to Hobbes.
CUT TO BLACK:
19.
ACT TWO
INT. OFFICIAL'S OFFICE - DAY
Darien and Hobbes are entering the Official's office.
DARIEN
So what's up. Why call us in so
early? What's the emergency?
Darien and Hobbes take their seats. The Official is seated
at his desk, with Eberts in his usual position and stance.
The Official waves for Eberts to begin.
EBERTS
The Keeper missed an appointment
with The Official last night. She
is not at home nor in the lab.
There is no indication that she
went home last night. She did not
show up for work this morning, and
she is not answering her cell phone.
THE OFFICIAL
I am afraid that we must assume
that she has been kidnapped.
Darien looks around the room.
DARIEN
Aren't we kind of jumping the gun
here a bit. I mean, she hasn't
even been gone 24 hours yet.
THE OFFICIAL
(to Darien)
Claire does not miss appointments.
She was due to meet with me at four
last evening. She did not call to
cancel.
DARIEN
Still...
THE OFFICIAL
Outside of myself, The Keeper knows
more about you and the quicksilver
project than any other person.
Would you prefer that I wait until
whomever has her learned all about
you and the gland before we attempt
to find her?
20.
DARIEN
Crap.
Darien, nervous, looks to Hobbes.
Hobbes sits up straight and takes charge.
HOBBES
Well...let's see. I had lunch with
her yesterday until about one
thirty. Anyone see her after that?
Any other appointments she missed?
DARIEN
Well, she canceled our regular
check-up day before yesterday.
Said something about having to get
her allergy shots.
HOBBES
Why would she schedule a doctor's
appointment the same time as your
check-up?
DARIEN
You know...I thought that was odd
too. She said she gets the shots
every six months, and that the
appointment was made before she
started working for this agency.
Darien shrugs.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
Claire said it was easier to change
my check-up then her appointment.
HOBBES
Well, that was before she
disappeared. Any other
appointments....
DARIEN
Come to think of it, she missed our
appointment yesterday morning. She
never showed up.
HOBBES
Uh....Fawkes...she was there. I
saw her leaving the lab around noon.
I came looking for you and she said
you were sleeping....to leave you
alone.
21.
Darien gives Hobbes an odd look.
Hobbes shrugs.
HOBBES (CONT'D)
That's when we went to lunch. I
could see you sleeping through the
doors to the Keep.
DARIEN
Hobbes...what are you talking about?
I got there around eleven. Fell
asleep. Woke about four and she
never came in. I went home and
then you dropped by....
Darien looks at everyone in the room, confused.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
Hobbes...Claire never showed up.
HOBBES
What the...Fawkes, she was there.
Eberts walks from behind the desk, approaching Darien.
EBERTS
Darien, may I see your arm please.
Darien looks from Eberts to Hobbes to Eberts.
DARIEN
Why?
Hobbes suddenly realizes the importance of Eberts' question.
HOBBES
Track marks....he's looking to see
if you got a shot recently Fawkes.
Eberts nods. Darien offers his arm.
EBERTS
As I suspected. You received an
injection of some sort within the
last 24 hours. And given that your
monitor does not indicate a recent
shot of counteragent, you must have
received something else.
Darien looks back and forth between Eberts and Hobbes,
confused.
22.
HOBBES
You were drugged my friend. The
Keep was there, and she gave you a
shot of something that knocked you
out.....and confused your memory...
Hobbes peers closely at Darien.
HOBBES (CONT'D)
What do you remember about running
into Claire the other night at
Dave's?
DARIEN
Not much. You were right. There
was no reason for me to be
suspicious.
HOBBES
(surprised)
You never agree with me Fawkes.
You're like a dog with a bone when
you think you're right and I am
wrong. Something isn't right
here...
(to Eberts and The Official)
She probably used something to make
him relax and accept her suggestions.
EBERTS
We could draw blood and have it run
through a lab...
THE OFFICIAL
No. That would reveal the
quicksilver levels. And I don't
really care what it was. We need
to determine if Darien's memory was
tampered with....and whether we can
restore that memory.
EBERTS
Perhaps a hypnotist...
THE OFFICIAL
(curt and gesturing
back behind the desk)
Eberts.
Eberts begins to walk to his assigned position.
THE OFFICIAL
(to Eberts)
And where would we get a hypnotist
on such short notice.
23.
EBERTS AND HOBBES
(simultaneous)
I could do it.
Hobbes and Eberts glare at each other.
The Official glances at the both of them.
THE OFFICIAL
Hobbes....go ahead.
Eberts assumes his position, clearly hurt.
Hobbes gives Eberts a quick sneer, then stands and walks
behind Darien.
HOBBES
Okay partner. Just give me a
little trust here. It won't hurt.
Hobbes begins to hypnotize Darien with his voice.
Darien starts to go under...then suddenly jerks alert.
DARIEN
You aren't going to ask about
anything other than Claire...right?
HOBBES
Trust me buddy.
Darien looks at Hobbes above him. Relaxes. Then goes under.
HOBBES (CONT'D)
Fawkes...can you hear me?
DARIEN
Um hum...
HOBBES
Can you tell me what you remember
about meeting with Claire yesterday
and the other night at Dave's?
DARIEN
Uh huh...She said she was
undercover...
THE OFFICIAL
Wait a minute.....what do you mean
'undercover'?
Hobbes nods at The Official.
24.
HOBBES
She told Fawkes here the other
night that she was working on an
assignment for you....
THE OFFICIAL
The Keeper is far too valuable to
be risked in a field assignment.
She was not acting under my orders.
Hobbes focuses back on Darien.
HOBBES
What else do you remember
partner..what do you remember about
that night at Dave's?
DARIEN
(slowly remembering)
She told me that night to meet her
the next day. She wanted to try a
new counteragent.....I ....I
remember her giving me a shot of
something red....and ...and she
asked me questions about who I'd
told about the night before....
(glazed look at Hobbes)
I told her about you calling your
friends, and that we didn't get
much information.
(looks at Eberts)
And that I was going to ask you
about it....but she told me that
would be a bad idea.
HOBBES
I can't believe that she'd lie to us!
Hobbes looks to The Official for confirmation.
THE OFFICIAL
If she is acting as a double agent,
it wouldn't make sense that she
would blow her cover before she had
figured out how to remove the gland.
EBERTS
Uh....Sir...I may have..
THE OFFICIAL
Not now Eberts! Claire's service
record is impeccable. There must be
another explanation. What else
does Darien remember?
25.
HOBBES
Darien, what do you remember about
your meeting with the Keeper in the
lab?
DARIEN
Hrm...what meeting....
HOBBES
You met with her in the lab
yesterday morning. She was going
to give you an injection of a new
counteragent. Do you remember that?
DARIEN
Um...yeah...I guess...
HOBBES
What do you remember Darien?
DARIEN
Um...I told you everything that we
talked about....
THE OFFICIAL
That's enough. Bring him out.
Hobbes nods.
HOBBES
Darien, when I snap my fingers, you
will remember everything about this
session, and you will remember
everything about your time with
Claire...with The Keeper.
Hobbes snaps his fingers and Darien awakens. Darien looks
around the room.
HOBBES
(to The Official)
Sir. I think we are dealing with a
double agent here.
DARIEN
Ah...Crap....I can't believe that
she is a double agent...I just
can't believe she fooled all of us
that long...
THE OFFICIAL
You're right Hobbes. The Keeper
may be a rogue agent.
26.
EBERTS
(insistent)
Sir. I may have an idea of what is
going on....
THE OFFICIAL
Eberts...we are trying to figure
out what is going on here...
EBERTS
But sir. I may have the answer...
The Official turns his chair to look at Eberts. Hobbes and
Darien do the same.
Eberts is uncomfortable with the attention.
THE OFFICIAL
And that answer would be...
EBERTS
Uh, yes sir. I am aware of a
project, code named 'Doppelganger',
utilized by various agencies to
ensure the constant flow of new data.
Eberts looks for permission to continue. Comprehension
dawns on The Official's face, but he nods impatiently for
Eberts to continue.
EBERTS (CONT'D)
As part of an initial security
screen, various agencies used to
put all new recruits through
hypnosis under the premise that
they were looking for moles or
hidden agendas. During this
process, a second personality,
dedicated to said agency, was
implanted. The subject was also
led to believe that they possessed
a condition requiring medical
attention at set intervals. The
personality was designed to surface
following chemical induction to the
system. When the subject left to
work for other agencies, they were
conditioned to report for their
medical treatments, the personality
would surface, evaluate all data
known to date, make contact and if
warranted, would be brought in for
debriefing.
Eberts continues to glance at each person in the room.
27.
EBERTS (CONT'D)
A second procedure is performed
following debriefing and the
subject awakens the next day with
the original personality restored.
Darien and Hobbes are incredulous. The Official is pissed.
HOBBES
Eberts, that's bad science fiction.
THE OFFICIAL
Damn. I thought all agencies
agreed to stop initiating that
procedure. It's bad for internal
trust.
DARIEN
I can't believe you guys actually
do this kind of stuff to people?
THE OFFICIAL
I think Eberts may be right.
Eberts gives Hobbes a smug smile.
DARIEN
Crap. Claire knows everything about
me...
THE OFFICIAL
Not quite everything.
EBERTS
She will only be relating verbal
knowledge....that which Claire
knows from memory....
DARIEN
Double crap. Claire took files
from all over the Keep and packed
them into her briefcase....
THE OFFICIAL
That means we need to find Claire
before she is brought in for
debriefing. You two start tracking
her movements and see if we can't
figure out where she went.... What
are you waiting for...Go!
Darien and Hobbes exit the Office.
28.
THE OFFICIAL (CONT'D)
Eberts, I need to know how to
reverse this procedure.
Eberts begins heading towards the computer.
EBERTS
Yes sir. I'll have our people in
the lab begin working on the
situation immediately sir.
THE OFFICIAL
Eberts.
Pausing and turning.
EBERTS
Sir?
THE OFFICIAL
Exactly how did you know about this
procedure. It's highly classified,
and known to only a very limited
group of people.
EBERTS
(very sheepish)
Uh, well sir...ummmm....I uh...I
learned it in the private chat room
set up for black budget agency
employees sir.
THE OFFICIAL
You learned it where?
EBERTS
A chat room sir. It's a very
secure site sir. I learn a great
deal of information of benefit to
our operations in that room.
THE OFFICIAL
People know who you are and where
you work? Do you have any idea of
the potential security breaches...
EBERTS
Oh no sir. We all use
handles...fake names...and we never
reveal our employers.
THE OFFICIAL
We will talk about this later Eberts.
29.
The Official waves Eberts out of the office. Just before
Eberts reaches the door...
THE OFFICIAL (CONT'D)
One more thing, Eberts.... If you
don't use your real name, what name
do you use?
EBERTS
(positively embarrassed)
Sexy Cool Agent
Eberts quickly exits.
CUT TO BLACK:
30.
ACT THREE
INT. KEEP - DAY
Hobbes pulls various files out of the rack on Keeper's desk,
scanning them for information.
Darien sits before the computer, pecking at the keys.
DARIEN
The only thing I can access is her
personal calendar.
Hobbes pauses in his search. He moves behind Darien and
reads the screen over his shoulder.
The computer screen shows a standard calendar program.
HOBBES
Any info on that doctor's
appointment the other day.
DARIEN
Let's see...
Darien types a few keys, moving the screen to a few days
prior.
HOBBES
How'd you know how to do that?
DARIEN
I worked as a personal assistant
for a while. Most these programs
are the same.
HOBBES
A personal assistant?
DARIEN
I was gathering information Hobbes.
HOBBES
Casing the joint so to speak?
DARIEN
Something like that...
A few more key strokes reveal a single day's worth of
appointments on the screen.
31.
HOBBES
Convenient. Doctor's name and
telephone number.
DARIEN
Think he can reverse the process?
HOBBES
That's what we're going to go find
out my friend.
CUT TO:
INT. DOCTOR'S OFFICE - DAY
A DOCTOR, the picture of calm efficiency, sits behind an
expensive desk, talking on the phone. Only one side of the
conversation is heard.
DOCTOR
Sir. I have an Agent Hobbes and an
Agent Fawkes in my waiting room
seeking information on one of my
patients.... Yes sir.... I was not
aware of that.... I will deal with
them.... No sir. You can count on
me sir.
The doctor hangs up the phone, takes a moment to compose
himself, then presses the intercom.
DOCTOR (CONT'D)
You may send them in now Mary.
Hobbes and Darien enter the office and approach the desk.
HOBBES
Agent Hobbes. This is Agent Fawkes.
DOCTOR
Gentlemen. A pleasure. What can I
do for you today?
Darien and Hobbes attempt to casually flash their
identification before taking their seats.
The doctor holds out his hand for the identification.
DOCTOR (CONT'D)
If I may see those please.
He examines each one in turn, glancing up with feigned
confusion.
32.
The doctor returns the IDs.
Darien sheepishly pockets his and takes a seat.
Hobbes remains standing.
HOBBES
We would like to ask you some
questions.
DOCTOR
I'm not really certain how I can
help you gentlemen. My patients
are all human.
HOBBES
Well, we need some information on
one of your patients.
DOCTOR
Do you have a subpoena?
HOBBES
Cut the crap doc....
DOCTOR
It really doesn't matter if you are
with the a... Department of Fish
and Game was it? Without a subpoena,
I will not be releasing any patient
files.
HOBBES
Come on doc. You know and I know
that you know why we're here.
Hobbes flashes his jacket, revealing the holstered firearm
underneath.
HOBBES (CONT'D)
Not only will you be revealing the
files, but you're coming with us
and devising a way to reverse the
procedure.
The Doctor looks at the gun, then looks at Darien.
Darien, comfortably reclined, gives a wicked grin.
The Doctor sighs, stands and comes from behind the desk,
heading towards the door.
Darien and Hobbes fall in line after him.
33.
DARIEN
You really have a knack for this,
you know?
HOBBES
Yeah. Takes years of practice to
develop a soft approach like that.
DARIEN
That's your 'soft' approach?
They exit behind the doctor.
INT. KEEPER'S HOUSE - DAY
Darien sits on the couch, shuffling through a stack of bills.
Other documents are spread across the coffee table in a
cluttered mess.
Frustrated, Darien throws a pile of bills onto the coffee
table and stares at the mess.
DARIEN
Hey Hobbes. You don't really think
Claire is a rogue do you? I mean,
as weird as it sounds, Eberts
explanation is possible... right?
Darien looks behind him, searching for Hobbes.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
Hobbes?
Darien gives the downstairs a quick look. Finding nothing,
he heads up the stairs,
UPSTAIRS
Darien pauses outside the door to Keeper's bedroom.
HOBBES
Very methodically examines every piece of clothing in the
lingerie drawer of Keeper's dresser.
DARIEN
Leans against the door frame, a rather smug look on his face.
DARIEN
Uh...Hobbes?
HOBBES
34.
Looks up, startled, and shoves the stockings back in the
drawer and slams it shut.
Hobbes turns towards Darien, all innocence.
HOBBES
Just looking for clues.
DARIEN
Uh...Hobbes. I already told you
that I'd checked upstairs....
HOBBES
Well..um...you're still new to this.
I figured you might have missed
something. So..did you find
anything downstairs....
DARIEN
Not a thing. You think Eberts is
right? Or is Claire working for
someone else?
HOBBES
As much as it pains me to admit
that Eberts might be right, I
certainly hope he is this time...I'd
hate to have to take The Keeper out.
Darien is surprised.
DARIEN
But you would, wouldn't you?
Hobbes brushes past Darien in the doorway, heading downstairs.
HOBBES
In a second. Come on Fawkes. We
have work to do.
Darien follows.
EXT. SECLUDED PARK BENCH - SAME DAY
Keeper sits with her brief case in her lap, her cell phone
lying on the brief case.
INSERT - KEEPER'S WRIST WATCH
The time is 11:00 am.
BACK TO SCENE
Keeper picks up the cell phone and turns it on. A few
moments later, it rings.
35.
KEEPER
Yes.... twelve thirty at the
furniture factory.... I'll be there.
Keeper turns off the phone and lays it back on top of the
brief case.
CUT TO:
INT. OFFICIAL'S OFFICE - DAY
Eberts sits before a laptop on the conference table. He
wears headphones jacked into the computer. The screen shows
a detailed map of San Diego. The Official nervously paces
the room.
Eberts removes the headphones.
EBERTS
Got it sir. She received the call.
I am triangulating her current
location. The pick-up is scheduled
for twelve-thirty at a furniture
factory.
The Official comes to look over Eberts' shoulder. Eberts
begins dialing a phone.
THE OFFICIAL
Let Hobbes and Fawkes know her
current location.
INTERCUT - THE OFFICIAL'S OFFICE/KEEPER'S HOUSE
Hobbes answers his ringing phone.
HOBBES
Hobbes.
EBERTS
Robert, I have found her current
location. She is at Balboa Park.
Eberts taps a few keys.
EBERTS (CONT'D)
As of a few moments ago, she was
very near the south parking lot.
HOBBES
Got it. We're on our way.
36.
EBERTS
The doctor has provided us with a
serum to reverse the process on the
Keeper. Stop by on your way over.
I will have it ready for you.
HOBBES
Copy that.
INT. KEEPER'S HOUSE - CONTINUOUS
Hobbes closes the phone.
DARIEN
They found her?
HOBBES
She's at the south parking lot of
Balboa. We have to swing by the
Agency and pick up Claire's
counteragent. Let's go.
Darien gives Hobbes a confused look.
DARIEN
Claire's counteragent?
Hobbes simply walks towards the door.
INT. OFFICIAL'S OFFICE - SAME
THE OFFICIAL
Figure out if any of the agencies
own furniture factories in town.
Eberts is working the keys on the keyboard.
EBERTS
Already working on it sir.
CUT TO:
EXT. - BALBOA PARKING LOT - DAY
The agency van pulls into the parking lot. Darien exits the
driver's side, Hobbes walks around the front from the
passenger side. They meet and scan the area.
37.
They spot a woman with long blonde hair sitting on a park
bench facing away from the parking lot.
Hobbes nods at Darien as Darien turns invisible. Hobbes
draws his gun and pulls the action back.
QUICKSILVER POV
DARIEN
Hobbes? You really think that's
going to be necessary?
HOBBES
Fawkes, don't forget. This is not
Claire that we are dealing with,
but a hostile agent. I'll take the
right. You go around the left.
Darien nods.
HOBBES (CONT'D)
Uh, Fawkes. If you just nodded,
that's not going to help me. You
have to say something there buddy.
DARIEN
Oops. I've got the right. Check.
They approach the bench.
HOBBES
Fans to the right to come around in a wide angle. Hobbes
comes around the bench and brings his gun up. A YOUNG MAN
with long blond hair gives a startled yelp.
DARIEN
Looks around, and sees a blonde woman running across the
parking lot.
DARIEN
Hobbes! There she is.
The young man stares around wildly.
HOBBES
Whips his head around, searching behind him.
HOBBES
Where! Dammit Fawkes. Tell me
where!
DARIEN
38.
Takes off running after the woman.
DARIEN
In the parking lot. She's heading
towards a car.
KEEPER
Gets in the car and starts it up, pulling towards Darien.
DARIEN
Jumps out of the way, becomes visible, and turns and watches
the car pull out of the lot.
HOBBES
Runs up to Darien
HOBBES
Was it her?
DARIEN
Yeah...it was her.
Hobbes' cell phone RINGS. He pulls it out and answers it.
HOBBES
Hobbes. Nope. We just missed her.
INSERT - HOBBES' WRIST WATCH
The time is shortly after noon.
BACK TO SCENE
HOBBES
Got it. We're on our way.
Hobbes closes the phone and pockets it.
HOBBES (CONT'D)
She's being picked up in less than
half an hour at the old furniture
factory on Kearny.
They both head back towards the van at a jog.
CUT TO BLACK:
39.
ACT FOUR
EXT. WAREHOUSE - DAY
Darien and Hobbes stand in a secluded corner, across the
parking lot, checking out the front of the building.
Darien removes an automatic syringe (Epi-pen) from his
pocket and stares down at it. It is a capped cylinder,
about six inches in length with a spring-loaded needle.
DARIEN
Hey Hobbes? You think these things
will actually bring her back?
Hobbes continues his surveillance.
HOBBES
(distracted)
If that's what Eberts said they
will do, then I'm sure that's what
they will do.
Darien glances at Hobbes back.
DARIEN
I thought you didn't like Eberts.
Hobbes looks over his shoulder at Darien and shrugs.
HOBBES
I don't. Doesn't mean I don't
trust him to do his job. The
Official would kill that little
suck-up if his screw-up let your
big secret get out.
Darien puts the syringe back in his hip pocket. He steps up
behind Hobbes and looks over his shoulder.
A car pulls up and the Keeper exits.
KEEPER
Looks around cautiously. Her back is to Hobbes and Darien.
Darien begins walking towards her as Hobbes makes a grab,
too late, for his arm.
HOBBES
Dammit Fawkes. Get back here.
Darien waves a hand behind his back at Hobbes.
40.
DARIEN
Hey! Claire!
Keeper whirls around to face him, her hands behind her back.
Darien approaches to about five feet from her. He appears
calm.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
Or should I even call you "Claire"?
KEEPER
Looks around and spots Hobbes. She focuses on Darien.
KEEPER
What are you doing here?
DARIEN
Trying to talk you out of doing
what you are planning to do.
HOBBES
Walks up behind Darien and to the side. Keeper brings a gun
around from behind her back and points it at Hobbes. She
holds her briefcase in her other hand.
KEEPER
You quicksilver, he dies.
Darien looks at the gun. He then looks at Keeper than at
Hobbes, then back to the Keeper. He shakes his head.
DARIEN
So Claire isn't in there anywhere?
KEEPER
Oh, she's in here. She just can't
get out. You can have her back
tomorrow....if you still want her.
Keeper eyes Darien up and down.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
You know, it's really a shame that
I'm only here for 24 hours. There
is soooo much I would have liked to
have done with you....
A second vehicle pulls up. Two large men, obviously agents,
exit with guns drawn.
HOBBES
(to Darien)
You know what you have to do....
41.
Keeper swings the gun around to Darien as he turns invisible.
QUICKSILVER POV
As Darien grabs for the Keeper's gun, she fires and the shot
goes wild. Darien disarms her. She runs into the building.
In the moment that the two agents are stunned to see Darien
disappear, Hobbes rushes them both. Darien watches the
Keeper run off, then turns to help Hobbes.
HOBBES
I have these two monkeys. Go get
the Keeper.
Darien cold-cocks one of the agents, who falls to the
pavement, unconscious. Darien runs into the building.
HOBBES
Knocks the other one out and runs around the side of the
building towards the back.
INT. WAREHOUSE -CONTINUOUS
Darien scans the room and spots Keeper running towards the
back doors. He takes off after her.
Hobbes comes in through the back door, gun drawn. Keeper
freezes in her tracks. Hobbes reaches out and grabs her arm.
HOBBES
Game's over. You're coming with us
and I'm getting my Keeper back.
KEEPER
Swings around with the briefcase, whapping Hobbes' gun arm.
HOBBES
staggers as the gun goes flying.
KEEPER
Whirls and faces
DARIEN
In the process of becoming visible.
KEEPER
Ah, Darien. So much I would like
to tell you... and so little time
left to me.
42.
DARIEN
What could you possibly have to
tell me?
KEEPER
So very much Darien. You're right
not to trust Claire. They really
don't want the gland out of your
head, and she has no intention of
fixing it.
Hobbes recovers and grabs his gun.
HOBBES
Don't listen to her kid. She knows
she's lost.
Darien looks from Keeper to Hobbes.
DARIEN
I don't believe you.
KEEPER
But Darien, I know that you do. You
don't trust Claire.
Darien begins walking towards her.
Keeper drops the briefcase and tries to run past Darien.
Darien lunges and grabs her.
Darien and the Keeper go down. They struggle.
DARIEN
Hobbes. Get over here. You have
to hold her.
DARIEN
Continues to struggle with Keeper, who is now face down.
HOBBES
Fumbles trying to get a hold of her. He pins her down by
sitting on her.
HOBBES
I got her.... The shot Fawkes!
Give her the shot!
KEEPER
Continues to struggle.
43.
The auto injector becomes visible suspended above her neck,
as it breaks the skin,
KEEPER
Looks up at Darien, then her eyes close.
CUT TO:
INT. AGENCY HALLWAY -DAY
Darien and Hobbes come around different corners, and meet up.
They walk down the hallway, heading to The Official's office.
DARIEN
Hey Hobbes. How's Claire?
HOBBES
She seems to be doing fine. She
assured me they were able to
reverse the procedure. She should
be okay now.
DARIEN
Any idea why The Official want's to
see us?
Hobbes shrugs.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
I'm hoping they figured out which
agency did this to Claire. I can't
wait to take that little group down.
Hobbes stops and gives Darien an odd look.
HOBBES
Pretty gung-ho for you.
He reaches out and grabs Darien's wrist, quickly checking
the tattoo. He lets go and looks up at Darien.
HOBBES (CONT'D)
Well, that explains the attitude.
You're cutting it awfully close
there my friend.
Darien shrugs.
DARIEN
I'm dropping by the Keep after our
meeting with The Official.
44.
Hobbes considers Darien for a few moments.
HOBBES
You know that wasn't Claire talking
that day?
DARIEN
Yeah. I know.
HOBBES
But you still believe her?
DARIEN
Let's just say that I continue to
have my doubts.
HOBBES
Little paranoia never hurt no one.
Both turn and take the last couple of steps to the door.
Darien opens the door and ushers Hobbes in.
INT. OFFICIAL'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
Darien closes the door and then follows Hobbes across the
room. They both take their seats.
The Official is seated behind the desk. His hands, folded,
rest lightly on the desktop. He nods at both.
THE OFFICIAL
Gentlemen. First, nice work on
retrieving The Keeper.
Darien leans forward in his seat.
DARIEN
So, when do we get to go after the
people that did this to Claire?
The Official exhibits surprise at Darien's enthusiasm, and
continues with some distaste.
THE OFFICIAL
Unfortunately, that will not be
possible. While we were able to
reverse the effect on the Keeper,
the agency responsible is currently
out of our league.
Darien and Hobbes look at each other, confused.
45.
HOBBES
Uh, sir? What do you mean, 'out of
our league?' Fawkes here and I can
handle anything they might throw at
us.
THE OFFICIAL
I don't doubt that you, Agent
Fawkes and the 'gland' would be
capable of handling that agency.
However, that's not what I meant.
They currently have a larger budget
and more leverage than I do.
The Official looks over at the telephone.
THE OFFICIAL (CONT'D)
Orders have come down from on high
that I am to let this matter drop.
The Official looks back and forth between Hobbes and Darien,
his hands gripping the edge of the desk.
THE OFFICIAL (CONT'D)
That does not mean, however, that I
am inclined to let bygones be
bygones, so to speak. I will
continue to keep tabs on this
agency, and somewhere down the
road, I will have the opportunity
to teach them that nobody messes
with my agents with impunity.
DARIEN
You're not even going to give us
any information are you?
Hobbes nods agreement.
THE OFFICIAL
Considering the fact that your
desire for retribution appears to
equal mine, no Darien. At this
time, I don't think it would be
pertinent to give you any more
details.
The Official relaxes, and opens a file on his desk. He
begins reading, then looks up at the two waiting agents.
THE OFFICIAL (CONT'D)
That will be all for now gentlemen.
46.
Darien and Hobbes stand and head towards the door.
CUT TO BLACK:
47.
TAG
INT. KEEP - DAY
Keeper sits at her desk, head in her hands. Darien enters
the Keep. Hearing the noise, Keeper sits up and begins
shuffling papers, trying to look busy.
DARIEN
Hey Claire.
KEEPER
(forced)
Darien! It's good to see you. What
brings you by so early in the day.
Darien sits on the edge of the desk, facing Keeper, hands in
his lap.
DARIEN
Well, I kind of need a shot.
Keeper reaches for his wrist, pulling back the watch to note
that the tattoo is almost all red.
KEEPER
Darien! You know you shouldn't wait
this long. You should have come by
yesterday or the day before!
Darien shrugs.
DARIEN
I figured you needed a little time
to come to terms with everything
that happened. I've been careful.
Keeper begins mechanically preparing the shot. Darien takes
the position and the shot is administered in total silence.
Keeper begins putting everything away, avoiding looking at
Darien.
KEEPER
(very stiff)
Darien. I feel that I owe you an
apology. I realize I had no
control over my actions, but my
behavior at the bar that night was
unacceptable.
(MORE)
48.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
And I shudder to think what may
have happened to you or this
project if you and Robert had not
arrived in time to prevent the
debriefing.
Darien hops off the exam table and walks up behind her.
DARIEN
Claire? You don't need to apologize.
Keeper turns to look at Darien. He reaches out and takes
her hand.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
How much do you remember Claire?
Keeper pulls away.
KEEPER
Oh my god Darien.....I remember
everything. Can you ever forgive
my behavior that night?
DARIEN
Hey....Claire...there's nothing to
forgive. That wasn't you that
night. And it's not your fault....
KEEPER
Oh, Darien...you have no idea...
DARIEN
I have a very good idea.... uh....Do
you remember me telling you about
Hobbes?
Keeper smiles at Darien.
KEEPER
Yes, I do. That is so very sweet.
I really don't know what I am going
to do about that.
DARIEN
Uh...could you ... maybe... um...do
nothing? Hobbes will kill me if he
finds out I told you that.
Keeper grabs Darien's hand, smiles and squeezes.
49.
KEEPER
Don't worry Darien. I'll keep that
between the two of us. What I
can't believe is my behavior...I
simply have no excuse.
Darien ducks his head to catch Keeper's eyes.
DARIEN
Claire. That wasn't you. You
don't have to apologize for it.
KEEPER
But Darien, I almost gave everything
away.
She looks up at him.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
They would have known everything
about you. You never would have
been safe again....
Darien pulls the Keeper in tight for a hug.
DARIEN
Hush Claire....I knew that wasn't
you.
Darien pulls his face back, releasing the Keeper, but
keeping an arm draped across her shoulder.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
But I do think that you need to
talk about it. And, well, I am in
kind of a unique position to
understand what you went through.
Keeper pulls away and glares at Darien.
KEEPER
How can you even equate your
situation with what I went through?
Darien is surprised at the vehemence.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
I underwent a vile procedure
performed on me by people I trusted.
I was made to do their dirty work
for them, and had no control over
what I could and couldn't do. How
can you claim you know what I
feel...
(MORE)
50.
KEEPER (CONT'D)
you knew exactly what you were
getting into....you volunteered to
avoid a prison term!
Darien sits on the edge of Keeper's desk, crossing his arms,
frowning.
DARIEN
Oh yeah. That's right. I
volunteered for a six week trial
involving a "little surgery".
Instead, I ended up with my brother
implanting a gland in my brain that
turned out to be a factory reject....
no way to remove it... blackmailed
into working for people I don't
trust so that I don't go insane and
kill someone.... Sure Claire, no
similarities at all... and I knew
exactly what I was getting myself
into.
Darien slowly stands, runs his fingers through his hair,
frustrated. He beings to cross the room, stops and turns
back to Keeper.
DARIEN (CONT'D)
I would say that we shared very
similar experiences Claire. And I
for one am kind of glad you had
this little episode.
KEEPER
Darien! How can you be the least
bit glad about what happened to me?
Darien turns his back on her and continues towards the door.
It opens, and Darien walks partially through. He turns and
looks back at Keeper.
DARIEN
Because......well Claire ....I
guess that now you know how I
feel....don't you.
Darien pauses for a moment, then turns and walks down the
hallway. The doors close. Keeper just stands there.
FADE OUT.
