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TEASER
FADE IN:
INT. YACHT - BELOW DECK - DAY
VI stands before us, inside the cabin of an all-too familiar
yacht. She stares into the camera, not moving, as the cabin
rocks gently from side to side.
She looks down at her hand - she's holding a half-eaten
apple. She looks back up:
And there's KIERAN, munching on another apple. Vi looks back
to her hand - the apple is gone.
She hears muffled SHOUTS coming from outside, and turns to
the porthole window.
The suddenly huge, circular window shows NATHAN and KOU
fighting on the deck outside.
Vi heads for the glass - her movements slow and dreamy - but
when she reaches it and tries to SHOUT...
Silence. She tries again - still nothing.
And a HAND clamps down on her shoulder.
EXT. YACHT - MAIN DECK - NEXT
Vi is suddenly out on the deck, watching as Nathan holds Kou
head-first in the water.
Nathan holds Kou's ankle, preventing him from turning or
breaking the surface. AIR BUBBLES rise and pop.
Vi stands beside Nathan, watching Kou slowly drown, emotion
strangely lacking.
The water around Kou is suddenly covered with PAPERWORK -
scraps of paper idly floating on the water.
Stepping past Nathan, who grimly holds onto Kou even as Kou
himself still struggles, Vi reaches the rear of the boat.
Scooping some of the papers from the water, she holds them up
for a better look:
It's an official COMPANY REPORT. Kou's name is at the top -
but the rest of the paper is BLANK.
Vi sorts through the other sodden sheets - every one exactly
the same.
INT. THE COMPANY - SIDNEY'S OFFICE - DAY
And now we're suddenly inside SIDNEY's office, the man
himself behind his desk - BENSON stands to one side of him.
Vi looks at her hands - she's still clutching several sheets
of the blank reports.
She opens her mouth to speak - but the papers are SNATCHED
away from her as JENNA marches past, joining the others.
She's followed by ANDREW.
She looks from face to face - none of them welcoming or
friendly. Vi squirms.
Finally, Sidney rises - the others abruptly nowhere in sight.
His head is bowed.
He looks up into her eyes, sucking in a deep breath and
opening his mouth:
And makes the sound of a fantastically loud ALARM CLOCK!
Vi cocks her head to one side, confused.
INT. MORGAN RESIDENCE - VI'S ROOM - MORNING
Vi. In bed. Waking blearily from her dream. She looks towards
the offending alarm clock - 7:30am.
She reaches across to silence the alarm, rolling onto her
back and staring at the ceiling before letting out a heavy
SIGH.
VI (PRE-LAP)
You don't need to be a
psychoanalyst to figure any of that
out.
INT. THE COMPANY - CORRIDOR - DAY
Vi walks alongside Andrew and Jenna.
VI
I mean... I know I haven't exactly
been sleeping all that well
since... you know...
JENNA
Since Kou died?
ANDREW
("as if!")
Since Vi and her boy broke up.
JENNA
Oh.
(beat; realises)
Oh! I'm sorry, I --
VI
(not listening)
What gets me is that Myron and I
know somebody tampered with Kou's
assignment report, but I still
can't get anyone to listen to me
about it.
ANDREW
That's because you need to approach
it the right way.
VI
And that would be?
ANDREW
I dunno.
Vi HUFFS, frustrated. Jenna nudges Andrew aside to take his
place at Vi's side.
JENNA
Vi, you have to look at this from
the Company's perspective.
VI
(darkly)
Sometimes, I think that's the only
perspective.
JENNA
People can't access assignment
reports across branches. It's only
general things like personnel
files, basic administration stuff.
Vi frowns, thoughtful.
ANDREW
And anyway, it's your word against
the Breakers on this one, and your
recent...
VI
(narrows eyes)
"My recent" what?
ANDREW
(awkward)
You know, your... er... Jenna?
JENNA
What Andrew is trying to say, in
his usual delicate way, is that
your recent performance record
works against you a little.
VI
But I --
JENNA
(over her)
Extenuating circumstances or not,
I'm afraid it's facts on paper that
matters. Especially with a new boss
trying to play by the rules.
Vi pouts, her gaze falling ahead. Andrew nudges her.
ANDREW
What?
VI
What?
ANDREW
I know that look. What're you
planning?
VI
(indignant)
I'm not planning anything.
(beat)
I'm just thinking.
She glances at the other two from the corner of her eye.
VI (cont'd)
(careful)
If nobody outside of this branch
can access those reports, then...
Jenna stops suddenly. The other two backtrack to join her.
JENNA
Vi, you can't possibly be
suggesting --
VI
What other explanation is there?
(beat)
Somebody here altered Kou's report.
One of the Fixers.
Jenna hesitates, then resumes walking. Vi and Andrew follow.
JENNA
I don't know.
ANDREW
We should at least check out her
theory.
(off Jenna's look)
We owe it to Kou to at least try.
VI
And anyway, let's assume that the
Breakers are also involved in this -
I mean, they're responsible for
what happened to Kou, right? How
are we going to prove that?
ANDREW
You already have an idea, don't
you?
Vi grins, sweet.
VI
Maybe.
ANDREW
Because you'd better not be evil
planning what I think you're evil
planning...
JENNA
She's right, though.
(beat)
We're going to have to pay the
Breakers a visit.
The three move off screen.
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
INT. THE COMPANY - BREAK ROOM - DAY
Andrew is cooking up some coffee while Jenna leans glumly
against the counter.
ANDREW
Stop it.
JENNA
(distracted)
Stop what?
ANDREW
Looking into the distance like
you've just seen your cat get run
over, and you're being inexorably
dragged towards it.
He glances up - she's giving him an (understandably) odd
look.
ANDREW (cont'd)
Well, you were!
JENNA
Actually, I'm more surprised by you
using the word "inexorably".
He passes her one mug of coffee.
ANDREW
Read it in one of your magazines.
Which, by the way, you need to stop
leaving round my place, because I'm
starting to get worryingly
interested in the dietary habits of
Posh and Becks.
She sips the coffee - grimaces - and puts it down as Andrew
swigs his own, oblivious.
JENNA
This is a bad idea.
ANDREW
All our ideas are bad. We just have
so many that occasionally, some of
them work.
JENNA
Andrew...
He's already heading for the door.
ANDREW
I'll go round up a Dirty Dozen.
(thinks)
Half Dozen. See ya.
And he's gone. Jenna sighs again, then without thinking takes
another sip of her coffee.
Blech. She starts to spoon in a whole lot of sugar...
INT. THE COMPANY - SIDNEY'S OFFICE - LATER
Jenna is handing Sidney a series of folders.
JENNA
And these are the time sheets for
the Control Centre staff.
SIDNEY
Right, right...
He flicks through, scribbling his signature in the
appropriate places.
He doesn't notice Jenna fidgeting awkwardly, waiting for him
to finish. His job done, he hands the papers back.
SIDNEY (cont'd)
Anything else?
JENNA
(beat)
Actually, yes, there is. A meeting
with Marcus Pierson, Director of
the Garreton Breakers.
SIDNEY
(blinks)
Do I have one scheduled?
JENNA
No, sir. That's my point - you
should arrange one.
SIDNEY
And why's that? Has something
happened that I need to speak to
him about?
(suspicious)
If this is about Violet --
JENNA
(quickly)
It's a protocol thing. Well, more
diplomatic, really.
Benson used to go over there at
least once a year, just to catch
up, keep each other in the loop.
SIDNEY
Ah, right. I get you. Just an
informal, "how's business?".
JENNA
Exactly. Shall I pencil you
something in for, say... today?
SIDNEY
(raises eyebrow)
Bit short notice, isn't it?
JENNA
I know, but what with everything
that's gone on recently Benson
never got the chance to meet his
last annual appointment, so...
Sidney doesn't look convinced, his attention already
wandering.
JENNA (cont'd)
It'd go down very well with Head
Office, too.
Sidney perks up, suddenly interested again.
JENNA (cont'd)
You know, show both them and your
employees that you're stepping up
to the role of Director.
SIDNEY
(nods)
Yeah... yeah, alright then. Do it.
Make me something for this
afternoon.
JENNA
Of course.
Jenna turns to leave. She's at the door when:
SIDNEY
Oh, and Jenna?
She turns. Sidney smiles, genuine.
SIDNEY (cont'd)
Thanks. It's good to know I've got
somebody on my side.
Jenna manages to force a smile in response - just.
VI (PRE-LAP)
So? Are you in?
INT. THE COMPANY - RECORDS DEPARTMENT - NEXT
Vi and Andrew stand before Myron, who tries to ignore them as
he types away on his PC.
VI
Myron?
MYRON
I heard you the first time. I'm
just deliberating.
ANDREW
Can you deliberate a bit quicker,
mate? We've got more cannon fodder
on the way, and I want this square
by the time they get here.
Andrew SLURPS the dregs of his coffee, missing the dark look
Vi shoots his way.
Myron finishes typing, turning in his chair to face them
both. He holds their gaze for a long beat.
MYRON
Alright.
VI
(beams)
Great.
MYRON
I mean, you won't have anybody else
who can navigate their own records
department, will you?
VI
You're the only man for the job,
Myron. Thanks.
VOICE (O.S.)
Which just fills me with
confidence.
Vi stiffens - as GABRIELLE enters.
VI
What's...
(turns to Andrew)
You didn't.
Andrew marches up to Gabrielle, extending his hand for a
shake. To everyone's surprise, she does so.
GABRIELLE
Friar.
ANDREW
Gabby.
(winces)
Dautry. Ma'am. Er...
GABRIELLE
"Gabrielle" will be just fine.
(nods; to Vi)
Morgan.
VI
Uh... you're coming with us?
GABRIELLE
Either that, or I'm actually here
to report you all and have you
hauled away in chains.
She looks round. Rolls her eyes at Vi and Myron's terrified
expressions.
GABRIELLE (cont'd)
Yes, I'm here to help. Kou... he
was a good man. If the Breakers had
anything to do with his death, then
I want proof just as badly as you
do.
VI
(hesitant)
Alright... is that everyone?
ANDREW
(checks watch)
We're just waiting for --
ANOTHER VOICE (O.S.)
Room for one more?
Vi perks up, turning as DAVID steps into frame.
DAVID
Sorry I'm late. It's like a maze
down here!
Vi offers a warm smile.
VI
Hey.
DAVID
(grins back)
Hey.
GABRIELLE
Bringing David in was my idea. He's
so new, nobody at the Breakers will
recognise him. He'll be a good
diversion if we need one.
ANDREW
Which we probably will.
(off looks)
Not being a pessimist, more...
actually, I can't think of another
way to say it.
Jenna enters and joins the group. She still looks rather
downcast.
ANDREW (cont'd)
Oh. Did it not go well with Sidney?
JENNA
Hmm? Oh, no, it went just fine. He
agreed to the meeting, so I've
booked it for an hour's time.
VI
So... why the long face?
JENNA
Unlike some people, I'm not all
that comfortable lying to my boss.
Especially not another one.
Vi raises an eyebrow. Andrew quickly steps to her side.
ANDREW
What she means is, she's just too
honest for her own good sometimes.
GABRIELLE
Can we perhaps hear some kind of
plan, now? Or is this the wrong
meeting for that?
Jenna steps up to Myron's desk and lays down her appointment
book.
JENNA
Sidney'll head for the elevator in
just under an hour, and it will be
tuned to take him straight to the
Breakers office. All you have to do
is follow him through before the
frequency resets.
DAVID
The elevator has a frequency?
ANDREW
Explains the muzak, doesn't it?
VI
Wait, "you"? As in, you're not
coming with us?
ANDREW
Someone needs to stay here to cover
for us in case we're missed. And
Jenna has the most honest face.
JENNA
Besides, I'm the assignment
coordinator. I actually have work
to do.
GABRIELLE
How are we supposed to follow
Sidney, exactly? Hide at the back
with our hands over her eyes so he
can't see us?
JENNA
When the lift returns to the
Company, there's a seven-second
delay before it resets its
destination. You just need to jump
in the moment it comes back.
Andrew CLAPS his hands loudly, startling the others.
ANDREW
Brilliant. Attagirl. Right! See you
all up in reception in forty-five
minutes, then.
Gabrielle strides from the room, not wasting a moment. Vi
nods and exits, David following her. Myron hands Jenna her
appointment book and swivels back to his computer screen.
Andrew and Jenna head away from Myron's desk. Andrew glances
round to make sure they're alone before sliding an arm round
her waist.
ANDREW (cont'd)
We'll be fine.
JENNA
(not convinced)
Yeah...
He stops, turning her to face him.
ANDREW
(firm)
We'll be fine.
And do you know how I know we'll be
fine? Because this was your plan,
and you're about the only one here
who knows what the bloody hell
they're doing. Ergo... fine.
She starts to protest - so he KISSES her.
JENNA
(blinks; starts to grin)
That's cheating.
ANDREW
So tell the teacher.
And he KISSES her again, Jenna's doubts melting away for a
moment as she returns it.
INT. THE COMPANY - RECEPTION - LATER
Vi and Andrew loiter by the water cooler, trying (and
failing) to look inconspicuous.
VI
(hushed voice)
So, I was thinking, when we get
inside, David and I should head for
the --
ANDREW
Yeah, about that...
(sighs)
I don't think you should go.
VI
What?
She stops, checking round that nobody heard that.
VI (cont'd)
Why not?
ANDREW
It'll be dangerous, for one, you're
not exactly in the best emotional
state of mind right now --
(off her dark look)
I'm sorry, but you're not - and we
also know that a former serial
killer could be over there waiting
for you, so --
VI
He had his chance to kill me. He
didn't take it. So I think I'm
safe. Ish.
(off look)
Andrew. Seriously.
You don't have to worry about my
"emotional state of mind". I can
compartmentalize the me and Erin...
thing. This is important. And
besides, if... if I hadn't messed
up the Signs with a Breaker's
assignment, then maybe...
She lets it hang. Andrew doesn't have an answer.
INT. THE COMPANY - DINING HALL - NEXT
Sidney sits with Benson, halfway through a pasta salad.
SIDNEY
So what is the best way to greet
this Marcus fella?
BENSON
He appreciates punctuality. And be
direct. Look him in the eye when
you shake his hand.
(slight smile)
And don't be alarmed if you feel
your knuckles starting to rotate
during the handshake.
Sidney raises an eyebrow. Benson keeps chuckling, taking
another mouthful of his lunch.
SIDNEY
Got it. Thanks, Benny.
He rises. Benson looks up, surprised.
BENSON
That's it? You don't want to know
anything else about how to deal
with him?
SIDNEY
I think I can muddle the rest out
myself.
BENSON
He can be very... particular.
SIDNEY
(smiles)
Not a problem. Thanks again.
And he's gone, Benson watching him go.
INT. THE COMPANY - RECEPTION - NEXT
Jenna, Myron, David and Gabrielle emerge from the corridor,
joining Andrew and Vi at the watercooler.
Andrew does a quick head count - grins to himself, seeming
pleased about something.
JENNA
Sidney's on his way.
She nods towards a door marked "Employees Only".
JENNA (cont'd)
In there, quick.
The six of them hustle inside - and not a moment too soon, as
Sidney rounds a corner just as the door closes.
He heads straight for the elevator, HUMMING to himself. He
looks to the desk - no Glenda. He frowns, puzzled.
ANDREW (O.S.)
(muffled; through door)
Why do we have a door marked
"Employees Only"?
JENNA (O.S.)
(muffled; through door)
Ssh!
ANDREW (O.S.)
Seriously, who else is going to be
up here?
The elevator PINGS as the doors open, and Sidney steps
inside. As the doors close...
... the door hiding the team opens, Jenna peeking out. Once
the elevator is on its way, she quickly steps out.
JENNA
Come on!
She hurries over to the lift, glancing towards the empty
reception desk as Andrew joins her.
JENNA (cont'd)
Where's Glenda? She was the one
part of this side of the plan I was
the most worried about.
ANDREW
Persuaded her to take an extended
lunch break.
JENNA
Do I want to know how?
ANDREW
(smirks)
Not if you still want me to come
over later.
Jenna quickly THUMPS his arm, shooting a wary look at the
others as they approach.
VI
All set?
GABRIELLE
Given that this has gone so well
this far.
Jenna looks up, watching the numbers on the elevator panel -
although it's displaying strange SYMBOLS instead.
The display goes blank, and Jenna holds her finger over the
"Call" button.
JENNA
Here we go.
The elevator PINGS, and she quickly jabs the button, starting
to count back from seven.
The team pile inside, Jenna staying put but still counting
down, and as the doors slide shut she meets Andrew's eyes for
one last time:
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