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TEASER
FADE IN:
EXT. GARRETON ACADEMY - DAY
Classes are in session. A late STUDENT sprints inside.
MR. PARKER (PRE-LAP)
This is it, guys. End of the road.
INT. GARRETON ACADEMY - AUDITORIUM - DAY
The entire SENIOR CLASS is seated. They all listen intently
to MR. PARKER, the English teacher.
MR. PARKER
Well, almost.
Find VI and SHANE amongst the students, eyes on Mr. Parker.
MR. PARKER (CONT'D)
Your trial exams are in a couple of
days and then a few months from
now, the real thing. Every
torturous minute spent studying
will finally be worth it because
you'll sit at that desk, pick up
that number two pencil and
realise... It's not that scary.
He smiles - confident, knowing.
MR. PARKER (CONT'D)
And believe me, if you can get
through these next few weeks,
nothing is going to surprise you.
A loud BANG startles the group. They look to the heavy doors -
now open. ANDREW stands there, eyes wide. A looooooong beat.
ANDREW
Border control.
MR. PARKER
Pardon?
Andrew re-adjusts his shoulders. He strides into the room,
full of fake bravado. Vi sinks low in her seat, embarrassed.
VI
Oh, boy...
ANDREW
We have reason to believe that some
of your students are in this
country illegally. I need to see
Violet Morgan and Shane Evans.
Mr. Parker folds his arms.
MR. PARKER
Illegally? And where exactly are
they from?
Andrew smiles nervously. Vi slowly covers her face with her
hand - unable to watch the car crash.
INT. GARRETON ACADEMY - HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER
Andrew, Vi and Shane round the corner and keep walking.
VI
Genovia? Really? Isn't that the
country from The Princess Diaries?
ANDREW
That movie is severely underrated.
Anne Hathaway is the Audrey Hepburn
of this generation.
SHANE
I thought that was Emma Stone?
ANDREW
Please. She's Lucille Ball.
Vi rolls her eyes. She grabs Andrew's arm and stops him.
VI
Well, Lucy, you got some 'splainin'
to do.
Andrew sighs, suddenly grim.
ANDREW
Come on.
EXT. GARRETON ACADEMY - DAY
The trio push outside. DAVID and BONNIE, waiting against the
stone steps of the entrance, turn to them expectantly.
SHANE
Bonnie? What are you doing here?
He jogs down the steps to her side. He looks between David
and Andrew with concern.
SHANE (CONT'D)
What is she doing here?
DAVID
It's a nice day. Thought we'd take
a stroll, maybe catch a show.
SHANE
Dude, come on. You know it's not
safe for her out here.
From the top of the stairs, still at Vi's side:
ANDREW
It's not safe for her in the
Company either. Not anymore.
VI
Okay, Andrew. What is going on?
He looks back at her, almost afraid to tell her.
INT. THE COMPANY - BENSON'S OFFICE - DAY
BENSON reads a file, his face expressionless. He closes it
and places it on the table. ABIGAIL casually picks it up.
BENSON
Would you care to tell me what it
is that I just read?
ABIGAIL
It's a report. I received it while
I was looking into a possible lead
in the disappearance of the Power.
BENSON
Oh? And where was that?
ABIGAIL
Barcelona.
BENSON
Ah, lovely. Tea?
He moves to the side table and pours two cups from the
steaming tea pot. Abigail's sharp eyes bore into his back.
ABIGAIL
You know who that report is from.
BENSON
I did see the signature, yes.
ABIGAIL
I was surprised. Why would
Gabrielle Dautry, your Head of
Security, be sending me a report.
As Benson returns with the tea, she flips through the file.
ABIGAIL (CONT'D)
Employees on assignments... That
wasn't a shock. I remember you
mentioned you had agents working on
the unfinished assignments from the
back-up hard drives.
(re: another page)
But here, Dautry says those hard
drives were cleared months ago. Now
that did catch my attention.
(closes the file)
Not a single branch is receiving
assignments. So I'm wondering...
What makes Garreton so special?
BENSON
I don't know.
She sighs and stands, slipping the file under her arm.
ABIGAIL
I assure you, I will get to the
bottom of this. And I can do that
with or without you in that chair.
(then; smiles)
Thanks for the tea.
She exits. Benson pushes his cup back and finally lets out
the terrified breath he had been keeping in.
CUT TO BLACK:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
INT. THE COMPANY - CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY
Light filters in from gaps in the drawn blinds. JENNA stands
in the dimness, biting her nails. The door opens. She jumps.
BENSON
It's me, it's just me.
JENNA
(rushes to him)
What's going on? What did she say?
Benson peers into the reception area. There's an unusual
security presence. GUARDS patrolling, checking ID badges,
keeping an eye on things. Benson shuts the door firmly.
BENSON
Just the things I didn't want to
hear. She's investigating the
branch. And Gabrielle turned on us.
JENNA
Dautry? But she doesn't know
anything.
BENSON
That doesn't mean she's not
observant.
He collapses into a chair. Jenna puts a hand on his shoulder.
JENNA
Alistair, this isn't your fault.
BENSON
Yes, it is. Even partly.
(off her confused look)
The Company isn't able to function
without the Power and we've had it
just sitting here for months. I was
convinced I could solve this
without involving Head Office.
JENNA
That hasn't changed.
BENSON
Jenna, I hardly think we're in a
position to --
She pulls out a chair and sits, facing him.
JENNA
Do you trust them?
(no response; harder)
Alistair, do you trust them?
BENSON
No. No, I don't.
(then; urgent)
We need to find Bonnie and move her
to a safe house.
JENNA
I took care of it. I saw the
security, figured it was time.
Benson is stunned. Jenna just smiles.
JENNA (CONT'D)
Dautry's not the only observant
one.
INT. SAM'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - DAY
The books and boxes stacked around Sam's apartment may have
an order to them but you couldn't tell that by looking.
The walls are papered with notes and printouts. PETER is
slowly clearing these off when someone KNOCKS on the door.
He hurries to the door, a big grin on his face, to greet Vi,
Shane, Andrew, Bonnie and David as they troop in.
PETER
Welcome, hi everyone, hello!
He leans down to Bonnie. He speaks loud and slow, like
conversing with a child that's hard of hearing.
PETER (CONT'D)
And you must be Bonnie! It's so
wonderful to meet you! Make
yourself at home!
BONNIE
(equally as loud)
Thank you! It's wonderful to meet
you also!
Shane takes her arm and pulls her away.
SHANE
Bonnie, you don't have to yell.
BONNIE
(still loud)
But I enjoy yelling!
They move off, David and Andrew follow. Just Vi and Peter
left now. An awkward silence stretches between them. Finally:
VI
Thanks for doing this.
PETER
Anything I can do to help.
VI
Who's place is this?
(joking grin)
Mum didn't kick you out too, did
she?
The joke falls flat.
PETER
It's, ah, it's Sam's. From the
paper. He decided to leave town for
awhile so he won't be needing it.
VI
Oh. Okay.
She taps her fingers on a stack of books. Peter seems to jolt
to life. He busies himself with tidying. Keeps moving.
PETER
How have you been?
VI
Good. Trial exams coming up.
PETER
Oh, are you excited?
(before she can react)
Okay, so maybe "excited" isn't
quite the right word.
Vi smiles, shoves aside a stack of newspapers and sits on the
couch. Their conversation flows with ease, back to normality.
VI
Actually, I sort of am. Not so much
about the tests. Since I've decided
to go to university, it's like this
whole new world has opened up.
PETER
(stops cleaning; stunned)
You... you decided to what?
VI
Looks like I won't just be Company
girl next year after all.
Peter drops what he's doing and goes in for a hug.
PETER
That's fantastic, Vi! I'm so --
He pulls back, suddenly second guessing himself on that hug.
PETER (CONT'D)
(calmer)
I'm proud of you.
VI
Thanks.
(beat)
There's just one problem. I haven't
exactly been super studious these
past few years. I took physics
because I knew I could count on Cam
to tutor me. But now... Well, it's
not like I can ask for his help.
Peter frowns and sits beside her.
PETER
You can always ask your family for
help. That's what we're here for.
They share small, hesitant smiles.
INT. SAM'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - DAY
Bonnie jumps happily on the unmade double bed while Shane
sits on the edge, getting knocked around.
David and Andrew hang in the doorway. With his eyes on
Bonnie, David looks concerned. He speaks quietly.
DAVID
Are we doing the right thing?
ANDREW
What do you mean?
DAVID
We're not any closer to figuring
out how to get things back to
normal. Even Bonnie doesn't know
and she's supposed to know
everything.
ANDREW
So you're saying we should just let
Head Office have her?
DAVID
I'm not saying that but maybe...
Okay, maybe I am saying that.
Andrew looks like he doesn't quite believe what he's hearing.
DAVID (CONT'D)
How would that be so awful? We're
all on the same team.
ANDREW
Mate, here's the thing you need to
know about Head Office. They're not
on anybody's team but their own.
He heads back into the living room. David stares at Bonnie
for a moment longer.
INT. THE COMPANY - WOMEN'S BATHROOM - DAY
Jenna is alone at a basin, her purse propped on the edge. She
takes the black velvet ring box from her purse and cracks it
open. The diamond engagement ring sparkles back at her.
She glances around, makes sure she's alone, and pries the
ring from the box. She's about to slip it onto her finger --
-- When someone enters. Jenna jumps and drops the ring. It
disappears into the drain, CLINKING in the darkness.
JENNA
No!
She knocks her purse onto the floor as she gropes inside the
basin.
Abigail steps up beside her, her purse in the crook of her
elbow and a make-up compact in her hand.
ABIGAIL
Need some help?
JENNA
I've got it.
But the ring is long gone. Abigail puts down her bag and
compact and removes her necklace. It's a pretty curved
pendant on a thin gold chain.
ABIGAIL
When I was at uni, I lived in a
dorm with twenty-four other girls.
This is not a new occurrence for
me.
She drops her necklace down the drain, hanging on to one end
like a fishing line. She fishes around for a few moments.
ABIGAIL (CONT'D)
It's Jenna, right? You used to be
the Assignment Coordinator?
JENNA
(nods; then)
I just... I needed a change.
ABIGAIL
Oh, you don't need to explain. I
know what it's like. I used to be
an Assignment Coordinator too.
JENNA
Really?
Abigail nods, smiling. Something catches in the drain.
ABIGAIL
I think I've --
(the necklace slackens)
Ah. Spoke too soon.
She continues to gently work the problem.
ABIGAIL (CONT'D)
Let me know if I'm off base but,
for someone who's no longer in a
senior position, you still seem
rather... involved around here.
JENNA
I guess you could say that.
ABIGAIL
Benson's right hand woman, so to
speak.
She sneaks a glance at Jenna, who says nothing.
ABIGAIL (CONT'D)
Of course, I'm not implying that
there's anything nefarious going
on. I'm sure you're just good
friends. But if you did happen to
notice anything suspicious...
The necklace gives a tug. Abigail pulls it up. The ring is
hooked onto the end of the pendant.
Jenna smiles tightly, still suspicious of her.
JENNA
My heroine.
ABIGAIL
(handing over the ring)
Definitely don't want to lose that.
She gathers her things and heads for the door. She looks back
and smiles warmly.
ABIGAIL (CONT'D)
Congratulations, by the way. You'll
make a beautiful bride.
She exits, the door swinging closed behind her.
Jenna turns to the mirror and looks at the reflection -
especially that of the glittering ring held in her fingers.
INT. GARRETON ACADEMY - HALLWAY - DAY
Vi presses her notebook against a row of lockers. She quickly
writes: "Cam. Need help with physics. Be my tutor? - Vi".
She tears it off and slips it into the locker. She's about to
leave when something MOVES inside. Something... alive.
Vi curiously peers through the slats in the locker. There's
only darkness and then -- A pair of eyes, blinking at her.
VI
(leaps back)
Gah!
CAM
(muffled)
Vi?
VI
Cam?!
And sure enough, the eyes do belong to CAM. Vi moves closer.
VI (CONT'D)
Cam, what the hell are you doing in
there?
CAM
Sensory deprivation. I'm getting in
touch with the inner me.
VI
Really?
CAM
No! Can you let me out?
Vi grabs the combination padlock.
VI
What's your combination?
CAM
The year Newton discovered gravity.
There's a beat. Vi winces. She should know this...
CAM (CONT'D)
(unimpressed)
1666, Vi.
VI
Okay, okay. Jeez.
She spins the lock. There's a CLICK and the padlock pops
open. Cam tumbles out.
CAM
Thanks.
VI
Who did this? And don't say you did
it to yourself, I'm not that dumb.
Cam doesn't want to say. He looks afraid.
VI (CONT'D)
You can tell me. I'm your sister.
Something changes inside him. Cam's face darkens. He sneers
at her as he starts down the hall.
CAM
I thought the idea of family was a
foreign subject to you these days.
VI
(scampering after him)
Okay, first of all? Ouch. And
secondly, mum threw me out,
remember? It wasn't my choice.
CAM
You could have at least called.
VI
You're right. I'm sorry. And no
matter how it might seem, I really
do care about you, Cam.
She puts a hand on his arm, bringing him to a stop. The look
on her face is sincere. Cam sighs.
CAM
So, you need a physics tutor, huh?
Vi's confused for a brief second. Cam holds up her note.
VI
Yeah. As you could probably tell by
that whole 1966 thing.
CAM
1666.
Cam's lightning fast correction gives her an idea. She shrugs
and starts to walk away.
VI
But it's cool. If you don't want
to, I can find somebody else.
CAM
No! Wait! I could... I mean, I
don't mind. It could be fun.
Still facing away from him, Vi stops and smiles. She hides
it, turns to him and sighs like she's doing him a favour.
VI
Okay. Fine. You can tutor me, but
on one condition. You let me deal
with whoever's shoving you into
lockers.
CAM
Deal.
They shake hands.
INT. MORGAN RESIDENCE - VI'S ROOM - DAY
Despite the half empty closet and the bed stripped of sheets,
the room looks untouched. Like Vi still lives here.
CAROLINE leans against the door frame. She stares into the
room, a haunted look in her eyes.
She shakes off the feeling and turns to go --
THUD!
The sound brings her back. She looks to the window. Closed,
curtains drawn. Another THUD from the roof, then some
SCRABBLING. Someone climbing up.
CAROLINE
(breathless; hopeful)
Vi...
She rushes to the window and whips open the curtains.
A flushed looking Shane pops into view, clinging desperately
to the window frame. His YELP is muffled by the glass.
CAROLINE (CONT'D)
Shane?!
SHANE
(muffled)
Uh... Hi, Mrs. Morgan
(slips a little)
A little help?
Caroline pulls open the window and steps back as Shane hauls
himself in. He collapses onto the window seat, wheezing.
SHANE (CONT'D)
I forgot how tough that climb was.
CAROLINE
So you've climbed through my
daughter's bedroom window before?
A beat.
SHANE
No?
Caroline raises an eyebrow. Shane stands, ready to talk.
SHANE (CONT'D)
To be completely honest, I'm here
to see Penny.
I knew Vi wouldn't like me stopping
by so I decided to be covert. Hence
the window.
CAROLINE
Vi isn't here.
SHANE
I know.
CAROLINE
So how would she know how you got
in?
Shane takes a second as he thinks it through. Caroline turns
to leave.
CAROLINE (CONT'D)
Next time, use the door.
INT. MORGAN RESIDENCE - PENNY'S ROOM - LATER
PENNY lounges on her bed, painting her toenails. Shane stands
before her nervously.
PENNY
You want me to do what?
SHANE
You want to be a life coach, right?
Well, here's your chance.
PENNY
And what makes you think your
cousin even needs a life coach? His
store did get all burnt down. Maybe
he's just taking some time to deal.
SHANE
You don't get it.
Penny looks up sharply. Shane gulps.
SHANE (CONT'D)
It -- It's just that Wicker Records
is Jimmy's life. If he hasn't re
opened by now, something's wrong.
PENNY
There's no one else? Girlfriend?
SHANE
Joined the Peace Corp. And she's
dating a girl now.
PENNY
Why can't you do it?
SHANE
Trust me, I'm the last person he
wants to see. He won't accept help
if he knows it's coming from me.
Penny looks reluctant. Shane gets on his knees, clasps this
hands together and crawls towards her.
SHANE (CONT'D)
Please, Penny. I'm begging you.
PENNY
(eyes wide; weirded out)
I noticed.
(sighs)
For God's sake, get up.
SHANE
You'll do it?
PENNY
Sure. Whatever.
SHANE
Thank you! You're the best!
Penny quirks a smile, pleased.
INT. GARRETON ACADEMY - COURTYARD - DAY
School has ended for the day. A few STUDENTS move through,
some with backpacks, some dressed for sport practice.
Vi and Cam are at a lunch table. He reads a text book while
she picks at the paint chipping off the wood grain.
CAM
Braggs used x-ray diffraction to
investigate which of the following:
A) Superconductivity, B) Crystal
structure...
He notices that Vi is not paying attention.
CAM (CONT'D)
... C) Bagel size or D) You're not
listening to me.
VI
(not listening)
C. Definitely C.
She glances at him. He's not impressed.
VI (CONT'D)
B?
CAM
Vi! I thought you wanted to take
this seriously!
VI
I do! I am! Don't get your nerd
pants in a twist!
(heavy sigh; exhausted)
Can we take a break?
Irritated, Cam snaps the book closed and grabs a note pad.
CAM
Fine. It'll give me a chance to
start on the flashcards.
Vi can't suppress the roll of her eyes. She slaps her hand on
the note pad, forcing him to meet her eyes.
VI
Later. Right now, you tell me how
long this bullying thing has been
going on.
CAM
Since birth.
VI
I'm not talking about your garden
variety Neanderthals.
Cam hesitates. Vi raises her eyebrows. She's waiting.
CAM
A few weeks.
VI
Have you talked to mum and dad?
CAM
(bitter; pointed)
They've been a little preoccupied.
VI
Hey, don't blame this on me. I'm
trying to help you, remember?
CAM
Yeah... I guess.
VI
So just tell me this bully's name
and I can fix this.
Across the courtyard, the doors to one of the locker rooms
burst open. GIRLS wearing sports uniforms and carrying wooden
hockey sticks stream out, followed by a female COACH.
VI (CONT'D)
Cam? What's his name?
Cam looks sick. He stares at the group of girls as they pass.
CAM
Judy.
Confused, Vi turns. And there she is, in the middle of the
crowd, not noticing Cam at all. Petite, blonde, evil. JUDY.
CAM (CONT'D)
That's her. Judy Carlyle.
Off Vi's shock --
CUT TO BLACK:
END OF ACT ONE
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