ONE FOR THE MONEY (TWO MORE FOR THE SHOW)!
(Continuation of A SHOT HEARD AROUND THE GIRL. We see Madame V walking from the Labs and to the Infirmary)
MADAME V: (Madame V walks into the infirmary. Wilkes is watching some doctors and Nurse Nora tend to Jen. The bullet on Jen's chest is being removed. I.V. tubes are stuck to her hand and an oxygen mask is on her nose and mouth.) (To Wilkes) How is she doing?
WILKES: We are down one soldier, that's all I have to say.
MADAME V: What do you mean by that, Mr. Wilkes?
WILKES: She appears to suffer a bullet wound to the chest.
MADAME V: That's repairable.
WILKES: This one's still young.
MADAME V: Yes, I noticed. And quite smart. Earlier before her accident, I had a meeting with this little one.
WILKES: A meeting?
MADAME V: X6-452 appears to have caused a little accident of her own.
WILKES: What ever do you mean?
MADAME V: While a nurse was not looking, she spilled her meds on the floor. As the nurse slipped, she headed for the door but when she saw me, she ran back.
WILKES: A devil we have here then. Young and already breaking the rules.
MADAME V: That's not what interests me.
WILKES: These soldiers are made to be too independent. They have to be destroyed soon enough.
MADAME V: It's these soldiers' independence that has to be destroyed, not the soldier.
WILKES: You said so yourself, she premeditated this.
MADAME V: We don't know that. She could've thought of this at the spur of the moment. Found a way to outsmart the enemy, the nurse, and took advantage of it.
WILKES: Outsmart the enemy. (Wilkes turns around and looks at Jen) How do we know she doesn't see us as the enemy?
MADAME V: I'll take care of that. With continuous meds of that new Fidantine, these newer soldiers would be as loyal as our guard dogs.
WILKES: Those guard dogs never cease to bite anyone though.
MADAME V: They can be quite unpredictable themselves, I may say.
WILKES: We can't take chances. Manticore almost closed down because of the X-5 escapees. If any one of these new prototypes escapes, the Zhezna Labs are doomed.
MADAME V: Under your supervision, your sentries are then to guard the whole area. Make sure that none of these hooligans escape. If any of the soldiers tend to disobey orders, send them to me.
WILKES: All I have to say is that we create more soldiers of less independence, destroy those defective ones, the anomalies.
MADAME V: And what do we do with her for the meantime?
WILKES: We have the other soldier and that he will replace this little one in no time.
MADAME V: So you believe to put a perfectly good soldier to sleep? Yes, we do have other soldiers but will those other soldiers show such intensity as this one?
WILKES: We'll never know. Besides, this one's on the harvest list.
MADAME V: If every soldier that gets hurt gets on your harvest list, we'd have an empty Lab, Mr. Wilkes.
WILKES: Then fine, play God. Let this one live. If this one causes any trouble, you're taking care of it, not me. (Wilkes starts to leave the Infirmary.)
MADAME V: No problem. (To Nora) How is she doing?
NORA: She's stabilized for now ma'am.
MADAME V: How long before she can tend to her regular activities?
NORA: I am not quite sure yet how long it takes before she wakes up. It may take a few weeks.
MADAME V: A few weeks? So it takes that long huh?
NORA: Yes, ma'am.
MADAME V: Take care of this little one then.
NORA: But ma'am?
MADAME V: Yes?
NORA: Mr. Wilkes ordered her to be destroyed.
MADAME V: You take orders from me from now on, okay?
NORA: Yes ma'am. I'll take the best care of her.
MADAME V: I'll get the scientists to ready for her operation if any operation deems necessary. (Madame V leaves the infirmary. Madame V heads back to the labs and talks to some of the scientists. )
MADAME V: (To SCI 1,2&3) You are to operate on X6-452.
SCI 1,2&3: Yes, ma'am.
SCI 1: What do we need to operate on her ma'am?
MADAME V: Here (Madame V hands them a couple of papers) She's had a brain concussion and a couple of broken ribs.
SCI 2: But Madame, we have never operated on such injuries on X-6's.
MADAME V: Then she's a start. Entice me.
SCI 3: Yes ma'am. We'll get to work right away. (The Scientists leave the lab. Wilkes enters the lab. Madame V is turning a knob off.)
WILKES: I sure hope you know what you're doing.
MADAME: Don't worry I do. (Madame Vivian, Peter Wilkes and a couple of other scientists are looking at Chase who is still in his incubation tubes.) Chase is in the tubes just like Jen was. He is about 3-4 years old his head not shaved yet and is strapped in a leather like suit attached to wires. On his mouth and his nose is a breathing apparatus).
MADAME V: We've waited long enough for this one. He should've been out even before X6-368. Beth?
WILKES: Yeah, Beth. This one should be ready.
MADAME V: He should be. (Madame V turns a knob. Chase wakes up. He looks directly at Wilkes and Madame V.)
WILKES: This had better be one of those "good" soldiers.
MADAME: Trust me, he will.
(Chase's tubes are tilted backwards. The green liquid is being drained from the tubes. The scientists open the top of the tube and start to remove some of the wires and the breathing apparatus. Once the mask was removed, Chase yawns.)
WILKES: I can see it now. This little ones going to be sleeping all the time in my class.
MADAME V: No he wouldn't.
(The scientists remove the leather like suit from Chase. A nurse pats Chase dry, takes him to a baby bed, attaches a couple of wires near his heart and lungs and also puts a blanket on him.)
MADAME V: I'd take particular interest on this one.
WILKES: Why do you say that?
MADAME V: He reminds me much of the XX4's. (Madame V carries Chase and holds him up.)
WILKES: (Scoffs) And why would they?
MADAME V: He had the same look that XX4's gave me when they were born.
WILKES: That look of loyalty? That Summer and Taylor did betray their parents.
MADAME V: mmm hmm… We have so much planned for you, little one. (Madame V puts Chase down and he looks at them)
WILKES: You could go to sleep now, soldier. (Chase pulls his blanket up and closes his eyes.)
(Wilkes leave and Madame V stares at Chase for a while. Madame V heads for her office and writes something on a clipboard. SCENE ENDS)
(Continuation of A SHOT HEARD AROUND THE GIRL. We see Madame V walking from the Labs and to the Infirmary)
MADAME V: (Madame V walks into the infirmary. Wilkes is watching some doctors and Nurse Nora tend to Jen. The bullet on Jen's chest is being removed. I.V. tubes are stuck to her hand and an oxygen mask is on her nose and mouth.) (To Wilkes) How is she doing?
WILKES: We are down one soldier, that's all I have to say.
MADAME V: What do you mean by that, Mr. Wilkes?
WILKES: She appears to suffer a bullet wound to the chest.
MADAME V: That's repairable.
WILKES: This one's still young.
MADAME V: Yes, I noticed. And quite smart. Earlier before her accident, I had a meeting with this little one.
WILKES: A meeting?
MADAME V: X6-452 appears to have caused a little accident of her own.
WILKES: What ever do you mean?
MADAME V: While a nurse was not looking, she spilled her meds on the floor. As the nurse slipped, she headed for the door but when she saw me, she ran back.
WILKES: A devil we have here then. Young and already breaking the rules.
MADAME V: That's not what interests me.
WILKES: These soldiers are made to be too independent. They have to be destroyed soon enough.
MADAME V: It's these soldiers' independence that has to be destroyed, not the soldier.
WILKES: You said so yourself, she premeditated this.
MADAME V: We don't know that. She could've thought of this at the spur of the moment. Found a way to outsmart the enemy, the nurse, and took advantage of it.
WILKES: Outsmart the enemy. (Wilkes turns around and looks at Jen) How do we know she doesn't see us as the enemy?
MADAME V: I'll take care of that. With continuous meds of that new Fidantine, these newer soldiers would be as loyal as our guard dogs.
WILKES: Those guard dogs never cease to bite anyone though.
MADAME V: They can be quite unpredictable themselves, I may say.
WILKES: We can't take chances. Manticore almost closed down because of the X-5 escapees. If any one of these new prototypes escapes, the Zhezna Labs are doomed.
MADAME V: Under your supervision, your sentries are then to guard the whole area. Make sure that none of these hooligans escape. If any of the soldiers tend to disobey orders, send them to me.
WILKES: All I have to say is that we create more soldiers of less independence, destroy those defective ones, the anomalies.
MADAME V: And what do we do with her for the meantime?
WILKES: We have the other soldier and that he will replace this little one in no time.
MADAME V: So you believe to put a perfectly good soldier to sleep? Yes, we do have other soldiers but will those other soldiers show such intensity as this one?
WILKES: We'll never know. Besides, this one's on the harvest list.
MADAME V: If every soldier that gets hurt gets on your harvest list, we'd have an empty Lab, Mr. Wilkes.
WILKES: Then fine, play God. Let this one live. If this one causes any trouble, you're taking care of it, not me. (Wilkes starts to leave the Infirmary.)
MADAME V: No problem. (To Nora) How is she doing?
NORA: She's stabilized for now ma'am.
MADAME V: How long before she can tend to her regular activities?
NORA: I am not quite sure yet how long it takes before she wakes up. It may take a few weeks.
MADAME V: A few weeks? So it takes that long huh?
NORA: Yes, ma'am.
MADAME V: Take care of this little one then.
NORA: But ma'am?
MADAME V: Yes?
NORA: Mr. Wilkes ordered her to be destroyed.
MADAME V: You take orders from me from now on, okay?
NORA: Yes ma'am. I'll take the best care of her.
MADAME V: I'll get the scientists to ready for her operation if any operation deems necessary. (Madame V leaves the infirmary. Madame V heads back to the labs and talks to some of the scientists. )
MADAME V: (To SCI 1,2&3) You are to operate on X6-452.
SCI 1,2&3: Yes, ma'am.
SCI 1: What do we need to operate on her ma'am?
MADAME V: Here (Madame V hands them a couple of papers) She's had a brain concussion and a couple of broken ribs.
SCI 2: But Madame, we have never operated on such injuries on X-6's.
MADAME V: Then she's a start. Entice me.
SCI 3: Yes ma'am. We'll get to work right away. (The Scientists leave the lab. Wilkes enters the lab. Madame V is turning a knob off.)
WILKES: I sure hope you know what you're doing.
MADAME: Don't worry I do. (Madame Vivian, Peter Wilkes and a couple of other scientists are looking at Chase who is still in his incubation tubes.) Chase is in the tubes just like Jen was. He is about 3-4 years old his head not shaved yet and is strapped in a leather like suit attached to wires. On his mouth and his nose is a breathing apparatus).
MADAME V: We've waited long enough for this one. He should've been out even before X6-368. Beth?
WILKES: Yeah, Beth. This one should be ready.
MADAME V: He should be. (Madame V turns a knob. Chase wakes up. He looks directly at Wilkes and Madame V.)
WILKES: This had better be one of those "good" soldiers.
MADAME: Trust me, he will.
(Chase's tubes are tilted backwards. The green liquid is being drained from the tubes. The scientists open the top of the tube and start to remove some of the wires and the breathing apparatus. Once the mask was removed, Chase yawns.)
WILKES: I can see it now. This little ones going to be sleeping all the time in my class.
MADAME V: No he wouldn't.
(The scientists remove the leather like suit from Chase. A nurse pats Chase dry, takes him to a baby bed, attaches a couple of wires near his heart and lungs and also puts a blanket on him.)
MADAME V: I'd take particular interest on this one.
WILKES: Why do you say that?
MADAME V: He reminds me much of the XX4's. (Madame V carries Chase and holds him up.)
WILKES: (Scoffs) And why would they?
MADAME V: He had the same look that XX4's gave me when they were born.
WILKES: That look of loyalty? That Summer and Taylor did betray their parents.
MADAME V: mmm hmm… We have so much planned for you, little one. (Madame V puts Chase down and he looks at them)
WILKES: You could go to sleep now, soldier. (Chase pulls his blanket up and closes his eyes.)
(Wilkes leave and Madame V stares at Chase for a while. Madame V heads for her office and writes something on a clipboard. SCENE ENDS)
