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                                      TEASER

                                                             FADE IN:

               INT. THE COMPANY - RECEPTION - DAY 

               VI MORGAN sits on a couch by the wall. Her foot propped up
               on one knee, she fills in the scuff marks on her school
               shoes with a black marker. 

                                   VI
                         I don't like him.

               A WIDER ANGLE reveals ANDREW FRIAR sitting beside her.

                                   ANDREW
                         Me either. It's like he thinks
                         he's the boss of us or something.

                                   VI
                         Andrew, he is the boss of us.

                                   ANDREW
                         On paper, maybe.

               Vi puts the marker in her pocket. Then, she grabs Andrew's
               wrist and pulls it toward her.

                                   VI 
                         Where's your watch?

                                   ANDREW
                         I don't have a watch.

               She releases his wrist.

                                   VI
                         Since when?

               Andrew shrugs and Vi grumpily crosses her arms.

                                   VI (CONT'D)
                         I just want to know what time it
                         is.

               Andrew leans forward and reaches off screen. He pulls back
               an arm - angling it so Vi can get a good view of the watch
               strapped around the wrist.

                                   VI (CONT'D)
                         Thank you.

               An even WIDER ANGLE reveals that the arm belongs to a GUY
               sitting cross-legged on the floor. 

               He's not the only one in an uncomfortable position. The
               reception office is packed with EMPLOYEES, squashed
               together like sardines.

                                   ANDREW
                         How long?

                                   VI
                         It's supposed to start now.
                             (beat)
                         Do you know what this meeting is
                         about? 

               Andrew shakes his head.

                                   ANDREW
                         Nope. Bet it's Sidney's idea,
                         though. 

               Vi sighs.

                                   VI
                         I really don't like him.

               Off this, cut to:

               INT. THE COMPANY - CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY 

               SIDNEY DOBBS, smiling cheerfully, holds up a plate of
               delicately decorated cupcakes.

                                   SIDNEY
                         Cupcake, anyone?

               He looks around at the group of people standing in front of
               him (everyone from the reception office - Vi and Andrew
               included). No one responds.

                                   SIDNEY (CONT'D)
                         Come on... Cinnamon frosting,
                         marshmallow flowers... 

               Behind him, ALISTAIR BENSON hides an embarrassed cringe.

                                   SIDNEY (CONT'D)
                         Alright, then.

               He shoves the plate at Benson.

                                   SIDNEY (CONT'D)
                         Get rid of those, will you?

               Benson isn't quite sure what to do with them and continues
               to stands, holding the plate of cupcakes like an idiot.

                                   SIDNEY (CONT'D)
                         Welcome to the Mentors-In-Reverse
                         program. An initiative created by
                         me - Sidney Dobbs.

               He waits for applause. None comes.

                                   SIDNEY (CONT'D)
                         Your new boss.

               A few half-hearted CLAPS. Sidney, satisfied, continues:

                                   SIDNEY (CONT'D)
                         Every employee hired in the past
                         month was given an aptitude test
                         to see whether they would, one
                         day, make a good mentor for other
                         newly established runners. But -
                         before we can send them off to
                         teach, they must be taught!

               Vi and Andrew share a bored look.

                                   SIDNEY (CONT'D)
                         Now, all you field agents will
                         have a future mentor tagging
                         along for your current
                         assignment. Show them the ropes,
                         not just of the Company, but of
                         how to work as a productive,
                         functioning part of that Company.

               Andrew raises his hand. Sidney, excited for a question,
               points to him.

                                   SIDNEY (CONT'D)
                         Yes?

                                   ANDREW
                         Do we get paid overtime?

                                   SIDNEY
                             (beat)
                         No.

               Andrew barely suppresses an eye roll. Sidney picks up a
               clipboard.

                                   SIDNEY (CONT'D)
                         Now, the temporary mentor and
                         future mentor teams.
                             (reads)
                         Fred Tucker and Lucy Chan... 

               Sidney continues to read names off a list while Vi quietly
               leans into Andrew.

                                   VI
                         I can't believe I skipped school
                         for this. Don't get me wrong, I'm
                         grateful for everything you've
                         done for me, Andrew, but I really
                         don't have the time to baby-sit
                         some newbie.

                                   SIDNEY
                         Violet Morgan...

               Vi pulls her attention back to Sidney.

                                   SIDNEY (CONT'D)
                         ... With David Helsley.

                                   VI
                             (to Andrew)
                         Who the hell is that?

               Someone taps her on the shoulder. She turns around. 

               DAVID HELSLEY (19) towers over her. He flashes her a
               stunning, model-like smile and holds out a hand.

                                   DAVID
                         You must be Vi.
                             (beat)
                         I'm the newbie. 

               For a moment, Vi doesn't move. Andrew nudges her in the
               ribs. 

               She takes David's hand - an embarrassed smile on her face.

                                                        CUT TO BLACK:



                                   END OF TEASER
                                     ACT ONE

                                                             FADE IN:

               INT. THE COMPANY – ELEVATOR – DAY

               Vi and David stand side by side. Upbeat ELEVATOR MUSIC
               blares from the speakers – loud in the awkward silence.

                                   VI
                         Sorry about that.

                                   DAVID
                         About what?

                                   VI
                         The "newbie" thing.

                                   DAVID
                             (beat)
                         Oh. Okay.

                                   VI
                         It's just that things have been
                         kind of crazy around the Company
                         lately.

               David nods, understanding.

                                   DAVID
                         You don't need to explain. It's
                         fine.
                             (beat)
                         I mean, technically I am a
                         newbie.

               He looks her up and down.

                                   DAVID (CONT'D)
                         How old are you, anyway?

               Taking offense, Vi narrows her eyes at him.

                                   VI
                         What does that matter? I can
                         still do my job.

               The elevator glides to a stop. The door opens. Vi and David
               walk out into:

               EXT. SHOPPING PLAZA – CAR PARK – DAY

               Vi weaves through SHOPPERS making their way inside the
               building. David hurries to keep up with her.

                                   DAVID
                             (backtracking)
                         No, of course.
                         I was just wondering about the
                         school uniform.

               Vi stops and looks down at her tartan skirt and white shirt
               combo.

                                   VI
                         Oh.

               Her eyes flick apologetically to David. She keeps walking.

                                   VI (CONT'D)
                         I'm seventeen.
                             (beat)
                         How old are you?

                                   DAVID
                         Nineteen.

                                   VI
                         Graduated last year?

                                   DAVID
                         I dropped out, actually. In year
                         ten.
                             (without warning)
                         So, this assignment?

               Vi's taken off guard by the quick change of subject. She
               hesitates for a beat and then digs around in her skirt
               pocket.

               EXT. SUBURBAN STREET – DAY

               As they exit the car park, veering onto the footpath, Vi
               holds up the slip of paper.

                                   VI
                         I got it yesterday. Someone named
                         Wendy Gardener. I think she must
                         be a kid or something because the
                         only listing in the phone book
                         was for a T. Gardener.

                                   DAVID
                             (amused)
                         A tea gardener?

                                   VI
                         What?

                                   DAVID
                         Never mind.

               He clears his throat.

                                   DAVID (CONT'D)
                         The phone book. Nice trick.

                                   VI
                         I have a good mentor.

                                   DAVID
                         Have a good mentor? I figured
                         you'd be out on your own. Since,
                         you know, you seem to have a
                         pretty good handle on things.

               Vi shrugs.

                                   VI
                         He's giving me driving lessons.

                                   DAVID
                         Huh?

               Vi smiles.

                                   VI
                         Never mind.

               They move off screen.

               EXT. WENDY'S HOUSE – DAY

               Vi and David step up to the front door of a well-kept, two
               storey house. Vi reaches for the doorbell.

                                   DAVID
                         Wait!

               She looks at him curiously.

                                   DAVID (CONT'D)
                         I just... I don't know if I can do
                         this.

                                   VI
                         Didn't picture you as being prone
                         to performance anxiety.
                             (beat; innocent)
                         Did that sound dirty?

               David gapes at her, stunned. She presses the doorbell. They
               hear it ECHO throughout the house.

               David pulls himself together as the front door opens. TINA
               GARDENER (38), a pretty but tired woman, stands inside.

                                   TINA
                         Yes?

                                   VI
                         Hi. We're --

                                   TINA
                         Do you know Wendy?

                                   VI
                         Um... Y-yeah. We're friends. Of
                         Wendy.

                                   TINA
                         She's, uh... She's not here right
                         now.

               She starts to close the door. Vi steps forward.

                                   VI
                         That's okay. This visit is kind
                         of unexpected. You see, we, um,
                         we haven't really seen Wendy in
                         awhile. I guess we've sort of...
                         drifted apart.

               Tina looks between them sadly. She holds the door open
               wider.

                                   TINA
                         You'd better come in.

               She turns, disappearing into the house. 

               Vi and David share a look between them. Intrigued, they
               follow.

               INT. WENDY'S HOUSE – LIVING ROOM – LATER

               Tina, sitting in an armchair, pulls a crumpled tissue out
               of her pocket and dabs at her nose.

               Vi and David sit on the couch diagonal to her.

                                   TINA
                         It's been about a week. I've
                         tried to talk to her. But she
                         just won't listen.

               Vi takes a quick glance around the room. Her eyes land on
               the end table by the couch.

               There's a photograph of Tina and a smiling sixteen year old
               girl – Wendy.

                                   TINA (CONT'D)
                         Maybe... if some of her old
                         friends try... She might come
                         home.

                                   VI
                         Mrs. Gardener --

                                   TINA
                         Call me Tina. And it's Ms,
                         actually. Wendy's father...
                         Well... He's not exactly part of
                         the family.

                                   VI
                         Oh. Right. Wendy mentioned that
                         but I guess I... forgot.

                                   DAVID
                         Is that why she ran away?

                                   TINA
                             (surprised)
                         Oh, God no. It's just been Wendy
                         and I for years. She's, well, I
                         guess you could say she's used to
                         it. 
                             (beat)
                         It's... I suppose you parted ways
                         before she met Ricky?

               There's a beat.

                                   VI
                         Oh, yeah. Never heard of him.

                                   DAVID
                         She mentioned him once or twice.

               Vi widens her eyes at David, irritated. He looks
               apologetic.

                                   VI
                         What David means is that Wendy
                         never told us about Ricky
                         herself. We heard his name from
                         other people. You know. Around.

                                   TINA
                         Right. Well, she met him a few
                         months ago and they really hit it
                         off. I don't particularly
                         approve.

               David smiles.

                                   DAVID
                         Isn't that the way it's supposed
                         to be?

               Tina forces a smile back. Then:

                                   TINA
                         We never fought. Not like we did
                         the day she left.

               Tina starts to tear up. Vi leans forward and takes a tissue
               from the box on the coffee table. She hands it to her.

                                   VI
                         Maybe... Maybe they're really in
                         love?

               Tina scoffs.

                                   TINA
                         He's her first boyfriend. Of
                         course they're not in love.

               Vi twitches at that, frowning. Tina shakes her head.

                                   TINA (CONT'D)
                         Anyway, that's not even the
                         point. I love Wendy. I want
                         what's best for her. But I've
                         also known boys like Ricky,
                         and...

               She takes in a shaky breath and breaks down, crying.

                                   TINA (CONT'D)
                             (through tears)
                         I just want my daughter to come
                         home.

               David looks away, uncomfortable. Vi keeps her eyes on Tina,
               a frown still on her lips.

               EXT. WENDY'S HOUSE / STREET – DAY

               Vi and David make their way towards the street – Vi, a few
               paces ahead of him.

                                   VI
                             (outraged)
                         Did you hear that?! "He's her
                         first boyfriend! Of course
                         they're not in love!". What the
                         hell would she know about it,
                         anyway?

               Reaching the side of the road, Vi whirls around to face
               David – her hands on her hips.

               David's momentarily frozen by her glare.

                                   DAVID
                         Uh... She seemed really upset?

               Vi throws her hands up in disgust. Turning on her heel, she
               stalks away.

               INT. HAPPY VAMPIRE – DAY

               A man dressed as a VAMPIRE (slicked back hair, cape and
               plastic fangs) stands just inside the entrance. He holds a
               few dozen bat shaped helium balloons.

               Vi and David enter. The Vampire immediately pounces on Vi,
               shoving a balloon at her.

                                   VAMPIRE
                             (Transylvanian accent)
                         Velcome to ze 'Appy Vampire! 'Ave
                         a fang-tastic meal! Mwha-ha-ha-ha
                         ha!

               David grins. Vi doesn't even crack a smile.

                                   VI
                             (to Vampire; deadpan)
                         Don't make me stake you.

               The Vampire's eyes go wide. He quickly steps out of her
               way.

               As Vi and David walk forward, we hear the Vampire greet his
               next victim.

                                   VAMPIRE (O.S.)
                         Velcome to ze 'Appy Vampire! 'Ave
                         a fang-tastic meal!

               A CHILD begins to CRY.

               Vi and David join the back of the line. It moves fairly
               quickly and they take a few steps forward every so often.

                                   DAVID
                         This place is great.

               Vi grumpily crosses her arms.

                                   DAVID (CONT'D)
                             (hesitant)
                         Vi?

                                   VI
                         I have low blood sugar. That's
                         all.

                                   DAVID
                         That's... fine. But I was going
                         to ask about the assignment?

               Vi sighs.

                                   VI
                         What about it?

                                   DAVID
                             (as if it's obvious)
                         What do we do about it? What do
                         we do about Wendy?

               Vi shrugs. David, fed up, angles himself away from her. Vi
               picks up on this.

                                   VI
                         Look, I'm sorry, okay? The
                         Company's just really screwing me
                         up at the moment.

                                   DAVID
                         Yeah, you said before.

                                   VI
                             (annoyed)
                         Well, you're not exactly taking
                         it in then.
                             (beat)
                         You have no idea what my life is
                         like.

               The customer in front of them steps aside, clearing the way
               to the counter.

               PETER MORGAN, wearing a Happy Vampire uniform, looks up
               from the cash register.

                                   PETER
                         Welcome to the Happy Vampire. Can
                         I take your order?

               Vi doesn't react – the situation too bizarre to comprehend.

               INT. THE COMPANY - CONTROL ROOM - DAY 

               JENNA COOKE moves up the stairs to the balcony. 

               She turns a watchful eye to the bustling work area below as
               she enters her office...

               INT. THE COMPANY - JENNA'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS

               ... And almost runs straight into Andrew.

                                   JENNA
                         Oh! Sorry, Andrew.

                                   ANDREW
                         No worries.

               But he doesn't get out of her way. He even gives her a
               huge, fake smile.

                                   ANDREW (CONT'D)
                         Nice day, isn't it?

                                   JENNA
                             (not buying it)
                         Alright, what's going on?

               She waits expectantly. In the silence, a TAPPING noise
               becomes audible.

               Andrew sighs, giving up, and steps out of her way. He
               reveals PIERCE (22) who sits behind Jenna's desk, typing
               away on her computer.

               Pierce looks sort of familiar - scruffy brown hair, blue
               eyes, a so-very-pleased-with-himself smirk on his lips. 

               Jenna turns to Andrew. He sits down across from Pierce,
               propping his legs up on the desk.

                                   JENNA (CONT'D)
                         Can I ask what you're doing?

                                   ANDREW
                         I'm in that Mentors-In-Reverse
                         program, remember? Pierce is
                         my... well, my new Vi.

                                   JENNA
                         I got that part. But what are you
                         doing in here, specifically?

                                   ANDREW
                         Researching my assignment. It's a
                         scientist. Or a doctor. Or a
                         scientist who invented doctors.
                         Not really sure. 

                                   JENNA
                         Hence the research. 

                                   ANDREW
                         How's it going over there,
                         Pierce?

                                   PIERCE
                         Hmm? Oh, yeah. Great.
                             (beat)
                         I'm winning.

               Confused, Andrew leans forward and grabs the monitor. He
               yanks it around to see the screen. Pierce is playing
               internet poker.

                                   ANDREW
                         Pierce!

                                   PIERCE
                         What? 
                             (beat)
                         Hey, when's lunch, by the way?

               Andrew rolls his eyes. 

                                   ANDREW
                         There's a vending machine down
                         the hall. 

                                   PIERCE
                         Thank God. 

               Pierce hoists himself out of the chair. On his way out the
               door, he pauses:

                                   PIERCE (CONT'D)
                         Got change for a five?

                                   ANDREW
                         No. 

               Pierce exits. Andrew lets out a sigh of relief. 

                                   ANDREW (CONT'D)
                         Kill me. 

               Jenna smiles as she goes to the desk. She sits down and
               starts to re-arrange the mess made by Pierce.

                                   ANDREW (CONT'D)
                         No, this isn't funny. He's lazy,
                         he's annoying, he's about as
                         intelligent as a lobotomized
                         salamander. What kind of crazy
                         test decided that Pierce was
                         mentor material?

                                   JENNA
                         He doesn't remind you of anyone?

               Andrew thinks for a long moment. Then:

                                   ANDREW
                         No. What are you talking about?

               Jenna just shrugs, hiding a smile.

               EXT. HAPPY VAMPIRE – DAY

               Vi and David emerge into the sunlight, both carrying trays
               of food. They sit at one of the tables out front.

               David warily studies Vi as she tucks into her fries. She
               doesn't look at him. Doesn't speak.

               Then, she bursts out laughing! Wild, hysterical laughter
               like she's just heard the funniest joke on earth.

               David jolts back in his seat, startled.

                                   DAVID
                         Are you okay?

               Vi puts her head down on the table.

                                   VI
                         I just... I don't... He's...

                                   DAVID
                         Vi?

               Finally, she calms down. She looks up at him, wiping a tear
               from her eye.

                                   VI
                         I'm not crazy, I swear.

               David doesn't look so sure.

                                   VI (CONT'D)
                         The guy that served us is my dad.
                         I was just... surprised.

                                   DAVID
                         You didn't know he was working
                         here?

               Vi shakes her head, no.

                                   VI
                         Him having any kind of job is
                         kind of new to me.
                             (explaining)
                         He's a writer. Or, I guess he was
                         one.

                                   DAVID
                         What happened?

               Vi takes a moment. She studies David, considering
               something. Then, she leans forward, lowering her voice.

                                   VI
                         How much have they told you about
                         the Company?

               David looks intrigued.

               INT. CAR – DAY

               The car slows to a stop. 

               ERIN FOWLER, dressed in his school uniform, sits in the
               driver's seat. He looks up, out of the windshield, at a red
               stop light.

               He sighs, bored, and looks around. He catches sight of
               something out the passenger side window.

               He sees the Happy Vampire across the street. More
               specifically, Vi and David – leaning in close, talking
               animatedly.

               Erin's shocked. A bit confused. He doesn't have any more
               time to react when a CAR HORN sounds from behind him.

               He snaps back. The light has turned green. With one last
               glance at Vi and David, he drives off.

               EXT. CITY - DAY/NIGHT

               The passing of time. The sun travels through the sky,
               dipping down over the horizon. Night is here.
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