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#110 : A 561984


Allant contre les ordres de Wedeck, Mark et Demetri se rendent à Hong Kong à la recherche d'une femme prétendant connaître les détails sur le destin de Demetri. Lloyd essaie de faire table rase de son implication ainsi que celle de Simon dans le blackout mondial.

Zoey découvre la véritable signification de son flashforward.

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A 561984

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FlashForward 1x10 - A 561984 - Promo

FlashForward 1x10 - A 561984 - Promo


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Scénaristes: David S. Goyer & Scott M. Gimple - Réalisateur: Michael Nankin

Guest Stars: Shohreh Aghdashloo (Nhadra Udaya) ; Michael Massee (D. Gibbons) ; John Prosky (Mr. Dunkirk) ; Anthony Azizi (Samad) ; James Frain (Gordon Myhill) ; Ivan Brogger (Paul Becker) ; Elizabeth Sung (Saayo Noh) ; Marc Menchaca (Wheeler) ; Mel Rodriguez (Oscar Obregon) ; Karl Herlinger (Quarry) ; Michael Ealy (Marshall Vogel) ; Gabrielle Union (Zoey Andata)

Audiences US : 7,07 millions de téléspectateurs
Audiences FR - Tf1 : 1,5 millions de téléspectateurs


Joseph Fiennes → Mark Benford
John Cho → Demetri Noh
Jack Davenport → Lloyd Simcoe
Zachary Knighton → Dr. Bryce Varley
Peyton List → Nicole Kirby
Dominic Monaghan → Simon Campos
Brian F. O'Byrne → Aaron Stark
Courtney B. Vance → Stanford Wedeck
Sonya Walger → Dr. Olivia Benford
Christine Woods → Janis Hawk
Shohreh Aghdashloo → Nhadra Udaya
Michael Massee → D. Gibbons
John Prosky → Mr. Dunkirk
Anthony Azizi → Samad
James Frain → Gordon Myhill
Ivar Brogger → Paul Becker
Elizabeth Sung → Saayo Noh
Marc Menchaca → Wheeler
Mel Rodriguez → Oscar Obregon
Karl Herlinger → Quarry
Michael Ealy → Marshall Vogel
Gabrielle Union → Zoey Andata
Ryan Wynott → Dylan Simcoe
Kent Shocknek → Hansen
Phillip Palmer → Campbell


Simon et Lloyd Simcoe organisent une conférence de presse où ils annoncent annoncer au que leur expérience a peut-être causé le blackout mondial. Si Lloyd Symcoe est persuadé qu’ils en sont la cause, Simon est beaucoup plus prudent. Leur expérience avec un accélérateur de particules, qui a eu lieu en même temps que le blackout, a pu le causer. La conférence de presse dégénère rapidement en raison des réactions furieuses du public.

Le FBI décide d’assurer la protection de Lloyd Symcoe tandis que Simon se propose de collaborer avec le FBI car il n’est pas du tout sûr que ce soit leur expérience qui ait causé le blackout. Lorsque Wedeck lui présente toutes les preuves photographiques, notamment celles qui montrent les tours construites en Somalie en 1991, Simon est très surpris : il n'a eu l’idée de leur conception qu'en 1992.

Plus inquiétant, cette technologie de pointe est si révolutionnaire qu'elle n'existe qu'en théorie : aucun prototype n'a encore été construit. Et personne a part lui n'a pu concevoir un tel appareil et le développer aussi vite et dans le plus grand secret.

Demetri Noh et Mark Benford se rendent à Hong Kong sans l’autorisation de leur supérieur. Après avoir été accueillis par un agent de la CIA les invitant à rentrer chez eux, les deux agents continuent leur route et remontent la piste jusqu’à la mystérieuse femme qui a appelé Demetri Noh au sujet de sa mort qu’ils forcent à parler. Elle leur donne un numéro : A561984.

Il s'agit du numéro de l’arme de service de Benford. Il réagit avec violence et se fait calmer par les agents de la CIA qui le surveillaient. A son retour, Stanford Wedeck exige sa démission. La piste est pourtant excellente : le fameux D. Gibbons se trouve dans le bureau de cette mystérieuse femme.

Lloyd Symcoe était à Haward en 1998, c'est dans cette université qu'il a rencontré sa femme. Olivia Benford a faillit aller elle aussi à Haward cette année là. Si elle n'avait pas suivi Mark à Los Angeles, Llyod et Olivia s'y seraient rencontrés. Lloyd Symcoe pense alors à la théorie des univers parallèles.

Zoey tente de convaincre les parents de Dimitri de venir à leur mariage, elle les a vu dans sa vision. Pourtant ceux ci refusent de venir. Elle réalise alors que quoi qu'elle fasse, les parents de Dimitri n'assisteront jamais au mariage de leur fils. Par contre, ils assisterons à ses funérailles...



The scientists behind something called the National Linear Accelerator Project hold a press conference where Lloyd Simcoe declares that their experiments caused the global blackout. The admission stuns and angers the room. One audience member is so overcome with rage that she grabs a security guard’s gun and starts firing at the stage. Out of harm’s way, Simon tells Lloyd that he should not have admitted responsibility until they were sure. He declares himself officially at war with Lloyd.

"What's a little martyrdom between friends?"

Simon goes to see Wedeck to say he does not believe they caused the blackout. He says he designed the tower in Somalia that the FBI is investigating via their satellite photos. It’s a specialized pulse laser. He believes the photo shows a model because the technology to build an actual structure doesn’t exist yet. Janis informs him that the structure is real and the photo was taken in 1991, a year before Simon initiated his concept. Hmmm.

Janis and Wedeck show Simon the file on D. Gibbons. Their “initial” suspect is highly-efficient in advanced computing equipment and particle physics simulation. Hey, who isn’t?! Simon doesn’t recognize the composite sketch of D. Gibbons, but promises to do whatever he can to help find him.

Wedeck sends Janis to stakeout the hospital for Lloyd. While she’s there, Bryce tells her that if she was four months pregnant in her flash forward, something’s gotta give in early January. Bryce tells her not to give up what she wants. We’re wondering if he’ll follow his own advice, as he still can’t track down Keiko, the woman from his flash. Later, Janis gets the name of a good sperm bank from Bryce. Looks like she’s getting proactive.

"Maybe Simcoe caused the blackout, maybe he didn't. Game's not over."When Lloyd does show, he refuses Janis’s offer of FBI protection. Instead, he wants his son moved to a more secure hospital. An administrator at his current hospital is less than willing to assist the man who just admitted he caused the blackout. But Olivia offers to help. These two can’t seem to get away from each other.

They discover that Olivia almost moved into a building near Lloyd’s place when she was planning on going to Harvard. But when Mark got assigned to L.A., she went with him. Lloyd speaks of a theory that suggests that anything that could have happened in their past actually did happen in some other universe. So maybe Olivia did go to Harvard in some other universe and they actually did meet. It’s all very It’s A Wonderful Life-ish.

Zoey leaves a message for Demetri’s parents pleading with them to come to their wedding. They have to show, right? After all, they were there on the beach in her flash forward. While at a memorial service, Zoey has a disturbing revelation. She fears the scene on the beach from her flash may not have been for her wedding. It may have been for a different kind of ceremony. It may have been for a funeral.

Zoey visits Demetri’s mom to discuss their visions. Mrs. Noh didn’t want to talk about her flash because that would make it real. She wishes that the future would, indeed, be one where Zoey marries her son. Zoey says, “We can do more than wish, Mrs. Noh. We can change the future.”

Against Wedeck’s orders, Mark and Demetri head to Hong Kong to find Dem’s mystery caller. They track down Nhadra Udaya dining in a restaurant amidst her team of armed security guards. Nhadra tells Demetri that the person who killed him is sitting at their table. His name: Mark Benford. To prove she knows what she talking about, she rattles off this sequence: A561984. What’s that, you ask? It’s the serial number for Mark’s gun.

When Nhadra refuses to answer more questions, Mark flips the restaurant table up in the air and pulls a gun on her. He drags her out of the restaurant with a confused Demetri trailing close behind. They make their way into the street where Nhadra’s security team and local police instantly surround them. It’s a standoff. Marshall Vogel, the Hong Kong-based FBI agent who told Mark and Demetri to go home right after they arrived, convinces Mark to release Nhadra. Mark says this isn’t over. Nhadra responds, “It never is.”

Mark realizes Vogel is not FBI. He’s CIA. Vogel tells him that Mosaic is much bigger than he knows. Wedeck calls Mark on his cell. After he hangs up, Mark turns over his gun and badge to Demetri. He’s succeeded in changing the future. Mark Benford is no longer part of the FBI.

Back in her office, Nhadra is looking over her own version of a Mosaic bulletin board. It has many of the same clues featured on Mark’s board. One thing that’s conspicuously absent is the name D. Gibbons. That’s probably because the actual D. Gibbons is sitting behind her playing a computer game of chess. This guy is beyond chilling.

Lloyd and Olivia say their goodbyes at the ambulance bay as Dylan is getting set to be transferred. When Olivia notices that the paramedics aren’t following protocol, she calls for security. The paramedics draw guns and shoot the guard. They toss Lloyd into the ambulance and one gunman strikes Olivia with his pistol. She and Dylan can only watch in horror as the ambulance speeds away with Lloyd inside.

[As the episode commences, A Christmas Carol, in black and white, is airing on a television.]

MARLEY'S GHOST: I'm here to warn you tonight that there is yet a chance and a hope of you escaping from my fate, a chance and a hope of my procuring, Ebenezer, your freedom in the afterlife.

[A woman, is watching the television from an office in a high rise building. She has covered a window with pictures, notes and various other items. It is similar to Mark's board.]

MARLEY'S GHOST: Tonight, you will be haunted by three spirits.

EBENEZER SCROOGE: Oh, is that the chance and hope you mentioned?


MARLEY'S GHOST: Without their visits, you cannot hope to shun the path I’ve tread. Expect the first tomorrow when the bell tolls one. Expect the second on the next night about the same hour. Expect the third on the next night when the last stroke of twelve ceases to vibrate.


[A jet airliner is landing at the airport. Switch Mark and Demetri inside the airport terminal. Mark receives a call on his cell phone. He sees it is Wedeck and flips his phone shut, not taking the call.]

DEMETRI: You really think we can find the woman who called me?

MARK: Linguistics pegged your caller as Iranian, specifically from Tehran, London educated. How many western Persian speaking women with that kind of accent could there be in Hong Kong? We're gonna find her, Dem. We're going all the way. Come on.

[Mark pats Demetri on the arm and starts walking again. Mark's cell phone continues to ring, over and over. A man speaks causing Mark and Demetri to stop and look around. A man approaches them.]

MARSHAL VOGEL: You really should answer your cell. It's your boss calling. Marshal Vogel, FBI LegAt's office, Hong Kong. Did you really think you were gonna just stroll into town without Immigration flagging your arrival?

MARK: Mark Benford, this is...

MARSHAL VOGEL: [interrupts] Agent Demetri Fordis Noh. Badge number 4587. Born February 17, 1977. Potentionally murdered March 15, 2010. Gentlemen, I know all about Agent Noh's mystery woman and I know why you're looking for her. This is a sovereign territory of Communist China. A country that ours believes was responsible for the blackout.

DEMETRI: So you're here to offer your help is what you're saying.

MARSHAL VOGEL: Go home is what I'm saying. If you catch the first flight back, your jobs might actually still be there waiting for you.

MARK: Unless you are ready to arrest us, I think we'll take our chances.

[Mark's phone rings again. He answers. They walk away from Marshal Vogel who also walks away. On the other end of the line is Wedeck.]

MARK: Hi cupcake.

WEDECK: What part of stay the hell out of Hong Kong did you two idiots not understand?]

[The scenes switch from Wedeck's office to Hong Kong. Wedeck is using his speakerphone and is pacing behind his desk.]

MARK: Stan, Al Gough did a half gainer off the building you're currently standing in to prove to us the future can be changed.

WEDECK: [angry] You two are disobeying a direct order.

MARK: By the way, I lied to Demetri. I told him you changed your mind about us coming out here. Merry Christmas.

[Mark ends the conversation by flipping his phone shut. Wedeck picks up his appointment book and throws it, demolishing the flat screen monitor in his office in the process.]

DEMETRI: Why'd you tell him you lied to me?

MARK: 'Cause if things go south, you're definitely gonna need to keep carrying a gun.

[Mark and Demetri start walking. Back in Wedeck's office, Stan is looking at other monitors which are airing a press conference being held in the auditorium of a building which displays NLAP on the wall. He pays close attention.]


NEWS REPORTER: That's right, Terry, we're live here in Palo Alto where sources are claiming a major announcement will be made concerning the causes of the global blackout

GORDON MYHILL: Thank you for attending this press conference. My name is Gordon Myhill. I am the director of the National Linear Accelerator Project. Today we have some important information concerning the events of October 6th that we feel needs to be shared with the global community.

[Myhill is heard in the background as Simon and Lloyd speak to each other.]

SIMON: You know they're gonna crucify us.

LLOYD: What's a little martyrdom between friends?

SIMON: Just make sure you stick to the talking points we discussed with Myhill. The last thing we need is your guilty conscience dragging us down any further.

LLOYD: What the hell does that mean?

SIMON: You feel guilty because your wife died in the blackout. I get it. Now you have to take care of your son. Boo-hoo. I'm not gonna let you drag me down into your spiral of shame just because you're playing Mr. Mom. [adjusts tie] Understood?

[Switch to the hospital. Olivia, Bryce and others are watching a TV. Under Myhill's name is the caption, "Origin of Blackout?' Myhill continues to speak.]

GORDON MYHILL: I'd like to introduce you now to our associate directors of the Plasma Wakefield Program, Dr. Lloyd Simcoe and Dr. Simon Campos.

[Mark and Demetri was the broadcast as they stand on a Hong Kong street looking up at a large screen.]

LLOYD: Uh, good, good morning. My name is Lloyd Simcoe. As Dr. Myhill indicated, our specialty is proton-driven plasma wakefield acceleration. What we're trying to do at this facility is to reproduce the kind of energy levels that existed just after the Big Bang but on a much more controllable scale.

[Lloyd continues speaking as we see various FBI employees watch the broad cast. Wedeck is front and center.]

LLOYD: Uh, we were conducting just such an experiment here on October the sixth at precisely eleven hundred hours, Pacific Daylight time.

[Uproar in the gallery of the NLAP auditorium breaks out. Everyone is yelling at the same time. Chaos commences. Simon rolls his eyes and Lloyd tries to regain control of the situation.]

LLOYD: No, no, please, please [louder] please! Could you just wait for a moment, please?

[The shouting calms for the moment. Simon continues to roll his eyes.]

LLOYD: I, I will take questions in a minute. Please, I, I just need to get to the heart of the matter.

[Aaron watches the broadcast from his house. Mark and Demetri watch from Hong Kong.]

LLOYD: We are here today because we believe the global blackout was precipitated by our experiment. No, please, please.

MAN IN AUDIENCE: How can that be?

LLOYD: I, I will take questions in a minute. Please, one ...

[The audience breaks out in an uproar again. Lloyd has lost control as he stands behind the podium. The entire audience is speaking at once. Scenes switch in background from Simon to Myhill to FBI building to hospital back to Wedeck's office to Mark in Hong Kong. Returning to Lloyd at the podium.]

MAN IN AUDIENCE: Are you taking responsibility for all the death and damage caused by the blackout?

[Camera shutters are clicking quickly. The audience collects itself for a brief moment.]

LLOYD: Uh, we admit that our experiment does seem the most likely cause, yes.

[Simon rushes the podium and pushes Lloyd aside. The scene pans out from the gallery and stops in Hong Kong.]

SIMON: But we contend that there was no way to predict anything like this happening whatsoever. This was utterly unforeseeable. Scientists conduct experiments all the time. We simply cannot stop conducting experiments because we are not 100% sure of the results.

DEMETRI: If this guy caused the blackout, what does this mean for Mosaic? This game over?

MARK: Maybe Simcoe caused the blackout, maybe he didn't. The game's not over.

SIMON: All the work that we've ...

[Myhill takes over the podium.]

GORDON MYHILL: N.L.A.P will be releasing an official statement regarding this event including ... We'll now be concluding ..

[Lloyd comes to the podium again.]

LLOYD: Look, please believe me when I say that our hearts go out to anyone who was hurt or who lost someone that they cared for. My own wife was killed and I would give anything to have her back. We understand people are scared because they think there's going to be another blackout, but there won't be because we were the cause, and we assure you, we assure you that this could not happen again because as of this moment, all plasma wakefield experiments are being put on hold indefinitely.

[Chaos continues in the audience. A woman sitting in an aisle seat stands up, pushes the security man and grabs his handgun from its holster. She aims and shoots at Lloyd hitting the podium instead. She gets four more rounds off before she is subdued by two men. The audience is yelling and screaming.]

WOMAN IN AUDIENCE: You think you can just apologize? [crying] You killed my family.

[People are taking pictures, screaming, yelling resulting in panic in the audience.]

SIMON: Idiot. Hey we talked about having suspicions about our work contributing to a phenomenon.

LLOYD: We needed to be more definitive.

SIMON: There is no we. You made that clear. You lost all objectivity, Lloyd.

LLOYD: Yeah, and you're willfully ignoring the obvious just to save your own skin.

SIMON: Yeah, of course I am. It's called the scientific method. It's about collecting empirical evidence and until we can prove empirically the cause of this, I'm not about to flush my life down the toilet. I do not think we were to blame for this. You do. And if you will not see my line of reasoning, it's all out war between us.

[Simon walks away. Lloyd just stands there.]


[Switch to Wedeck leaning against his desk at the FBI building in Los Angeles. Janis enters and sees the demolished monitor.]

JANIS: Whoa! What happened to your...

WEDECK: [[interrupts][angry]Those scientists! I want them in here yesterday! I want to debrief them.

JANIS: You and seven billion other people.

WEDECK: Both disappeared from NLAP within ten minutes of their announcement. Simon Campos is completely off our radar and Lloyd Simcoe, he had a ticket for a flight to D.C. that left San Francisco within an hour of his little speech. Just found out he wasn't on the plane.

[Janis outs on her glasses and sits at a PC terminal and begins typing.

JANIS: Wait, Simcoe. Now I knew I've heard that name before.

WEDECK: How and why Janis?

JANIS: When I was in the hospital I overheard Olivia Benford talking about Dylan Simcoe.

[A file with information about Dylan Simcoe is shown on the monitor.]

JANIS: He was a patient they were treating and according to this he’s Lloyd Simcoe's son.

WEDECK: Then you are going to Angeles hospital to wait for him to check on his boy.

JANIS: We don't have any basis for an arrest though, right?

WEDECK: Right, this is you, one agent reaching out. That's it. We need to know what he knows.

[Janis gets up and starts walking out of the office.]

JANIS: Okay. Oh, hey, have you spoken to Mark or Demetri?

WEDECK: Yeah. That's what happened to the TV.

[Switch to Zoey dialing a number on her cell phone. She is in the corridor of a large office building. She gets an answering machine. As she leaves a message, she walks down stairs.]

ANSWERING MACHINE: You've reached the Nohs. Leave a message.

ZOEY: Mrs. Noh, look, this is it. Um, this will be the last time I ask you. You're the parents of the man that I love. I want you at our wedding.

[In the background there is a snippet of Zoey's flash-forward, as she walks along the shoreline carrying a white rose with a small white ribbon tied around the stem. Zoey continues to speak.]

ZOEY: In the future that I saw, you were there. And if you say you'll go, it makes it real. I'm supposed to marry Demetri and I hope to God that this is the message I am suppose to send so that you go. I love your son more than anything in this world and [pause] ma'am he loves me. Can you just please help us be together?

[As Zoey shuts her cell phone, she is approached by a man in a business suit.]

MAN: You're early.

ZOEY: Hey, [chuckles] well, you know, I'm trying to make senior partner one day too, so?

MAN: You going to the memorial tonight? I know you didn't know Joyce well.

ZOEY: She was so friendly and so kind to me so, of course, I, I wouldn't miss it.

MAN: [smiles] See you then.

ZOEY: Yes.

[Zoey returns the smile. Switch to Hong Kong at night.]

MARK: Okay.

DEMETRI: This is it. Audio forensics gave us a three mile radius of where the call was placed but there are a bunch of good reasons why we might find Eartha right here.

MARK: Eartha?

DEMETRI: Well she kinda sounds like Eartha Kitt. Don't ya think?

MARK: What?

DEMETRI: You know, the Batman TV show, [chuckles] she played Catwoman.

MARK: You're right. She does sound like Eartha Kitt.

DEMETRI: Yeah. A Persian, well educated Eartha Kitt.

[The two men laugh.]

DEMETRI: Listen, there's only two stands within a block of here that sell Persian newspapers and this may be a stretch but there's a place around the corner that sells Iranian cigarettes. That voice, you know, it's a pretty good bet she smokes. What?

[Mark nods his head toward a sign behind him with Arabic writing.]

DEMETRI: Madd O, Madd O Meh?

MARK: Mm-hmm. Farsi for "The Tide and the Mist." Persian woman, Persian food. Yahtzee.

[Mark and Demetri walk over to the entrance. The entire front of the restaurant has folding bars so as not to allow entry even if the windows are broken. There is a "Closed" sign hanging from one of the bars. Mark and Demetri look at each other.]

MARK: Tomorrow?

DEMETRI: Tomorrow.

[Switch to Angeles hospital. O' Christmas Tree is playing over the PA system. Bryce is sitting at a PC terminal at the nurses' station. He is adding information about his flash-forward. It reads, "Keiko – I tried to find you in Japan. Are you there? How " He pauses. The song continues to play in the background.]

O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree!
You stand in verdant beauty
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree!
You stand in verdant beauty
Your boughs are green in summer's glow
And do not fade in winter's snow
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree!
You stand in verdant beauty

BRYCE: [deletes message] Aw, forget it.

[Bryce looks over at Janis who is sitting on a bench and listening to the music.]

JANIS: What?

BRYCE: Just never been surveilled before.

JANIS: I'm not surveilling you.

BRYCE: Feels like I’m being surveilled.

JANIS: Well I could split if you just slide me Lloyd Simcoe's phone number?

BRYCE: Okay and what do I do after I get fired?

JANIS: Well, a girl's gotta try.

BRYCE: Dr. Benford said that you came in while I was away. How'd it go?

JANIS: She says I'm doing good. Not good enough to have a baby yet.

BRYCE: You want to have a baby?

JANIS: Well I didn't but then the blackout happened and I saw myself getting a sonogram. I was pregnant. I was totally crazy. It was like being in love or something. I dunno, maybe I'll just listen to the universe and throw the towel in on the whole thing.

BRYCE: Listen, in your flash-forward you saw yourself pregnant. Now if you were really listening to the universe, you'd be trying to have that baby. Do you know how far along you were?

JANIS: The sonographer said four months.

[Bryce reaches for a calendar at the nurses' station. He flips through several pages.]

BRYCE: The beginning of January if that's what you saw that's ...

JANIS: When I'm supposed to get pregnant.

BRYCE: [nods] You still want to get pregnant?

JANIS: Yeah.

BRYCE: Then don't give up.

[Switch to the FBI building. Wedeck is watching Hansen and Campbell on TV.]

CAMPBELL: Hitler, Idi Amin, Suharto, Simcoe and Campos killed more people that all of those monsters combined. There's a real good case to be made here that these guys are the worst mass murderers in history. Why aren't they in jail?

[Wedeck's phone rings and he answers it.]

[Hansen and Campbell show continues in the background.]

HANSEN: Okay, first off, Simcoe and Campos haven't broken any laws.

B]CAMPBELL:[/B] Haven't broken any laws?! Well, what about criminal negligence?

WEDECK: Wedeck. [pause] He's [pause] And no one ...

CAMPBELL: ...twenty five million people...

HANSEN: Yeah, but we'll have an investigation.


[Wedeck hangs up the receiver. He is no longer paying attention to the television. He is in deep thought.]

CAMPBELL: There needs to be a trial!

HANSEN: By the way, Simcoe went to Harvard, 1998, Got his PHD in applied physics.

CAMPBELL: Maybe you guys could, oh I don't know, stop training terrorists.

HANSEN: Lloyd Simcoe and Simon Campos ...

[The TV show fades into the background. Wedeck turns to a shadow of a man entering his office.]

WEDECK: So you're here to turn yourself in.

SIMON: I'm not sure what we did could be construed as a crime, even if it were proven we were responsible.

[Wedeck closes all the blinds on his office windows. Simon is seated.]

SIMON: I don't believe we caused the blackout.

WEDECK: Well, you probably shouldn't have stood up in front of a crowd of reporters and said you did.

SIMON: Not my choice.


SIMON: Lloyd Simcoe tends to let his emotions run rampant. I don't.

[Wedeck sits down.]

WEDECK: Any idea who is responsible then?

SIMON: No. But I'm certain if you allowed me access to your Mosaic investigation I could divine the answer for you.

WEDECK: So you want to be deputized.

SIMON: I've served on three panels with the National Science Foundation. I have security clearance ...

WEDECK: [interrupts] You're confusing me with someone who gives a damn. I'm up for giving you a listen, not a new career.

SIMON: [leans forward] How long do you think Washington will continue to fund an investigation into what caused the blackout when somebody has already stepped forward and accepted the blame? [smugly] My guess is, unless you come up with some compelling evidence relatively soon, you'll never find out what or who caused the greatest global catastrophe in human history or if you can prevent it from happening again.

WEDECK: How about this? You come back tomorrow morning. I'll have something to show you. We make some progress, I'll see what I can do about an official role.

SIMON: Because I do like you, [slow and smug] Assistant Director Wedeck, I will accept your disingenuous offer.

[Switch to hospital. A man is singing Jingle Bells is playing in the background. Lloyd is walking down a corridor while people around him look and recoil giving him dirty looks and choice words. He ignores them and continues to walk. He is stopped by Janis]

Dashing through the snow
In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bob tails ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to laugh and sing
A sleighing song tonight
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way.

JANIS: Did you charter a flight?

LLOYD: Excuse me?

JANIS: I'm Agent Janis Hawk with the Mosaic Task Force.

LLOYD: Are you here to arrest me because ...

JANIS: [interrupts] Come in and talk to us.

[Janis hands Lloyd a business card.]

JANIS: We need information, and you need some protection.

LLOYD: Look, I'm sorry. My son's safety is my priority right now and if you’ve connected me to him, then it won't be long before others do as well, so I have to get him out of here immediately.

JANIS: Let us help you, please. This could be an opportunity for both of us.

LLOYD: I've tried to be polite about this, but I'm not interested. Okay? Just leave us alone.

[Lloyd walks away from Janis. Switch to Hong Kong Harbor. Sampan type boat is moving alone the city skyline. Switch to inside a restaurant. Mark and Demetri are speaking with a manager.]

DEMETRI: We're looking for a friend. She works around her, maybe eats at this restaurant. We don't have a picture of her, but we have a recording of her voice. I'm wondering if you might take a listen and let us know if you recognize it.


[Demetri plays the recording from his cell phone.]

MYSTERIOUS WOMAN: [recording] I am sorry. There is no delicate way to say this, but on March 15th, 2010, you are going to be murdered.

RESTAURANT SERVER: I'm sorry. I would remember that voice if I knew who it belonged to. Now, how about some dessert?

DEMETRI: Sure. Thank you.


[Mark looks at Demetri.]

DEMETRI: Yeah I saw it.

MARK: Stand outside. Make sure no one comes in.

[Mark continues to eat his meal. Demetri stands, puts on his jacket and proceeds to go outside. He passes an automated Santa and activates it.]

SANTA: Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas!

[There are various indistinct conversations happening as Demetri stands outside the restaurant. Inside, the server brings Mark dessert.]

RESTAURANT SERVER: Okay, some faloodeh.

MARK: Thank you.


MARK: Stepped outside. Hey, sit down. Join me.

[The server sits at the table.]

MARK: The uh, woman we're looking for, she has information we need. It's a matter of life and death.

RESTAURANT SERVER: I'm so sorry. I can't help you with that.

MARK: You have it backwards. If you can't help, you will be sorry.

[The server and Mark look at each other.]

MARK: You know that woman. Not so long ago, [Mark places his badge on the table] a hotel concierge name Anoush Harandi, an Iranian man, much like yourself, was taken from his home in Bangkok in the middle of the night because my government believed he had some small piece of information. His friends, his family, no one knew what happened to him. He spent two years in secret detention. My, um, government's gotten very good at that sort of thing.

[The server nods nervously. Switch to outside the restaurant.]

MARK: Her name is Nhadra Udaya.

DEMETRI: You got her name?

MARK: She comes here on the weekends, but almost every night she has a late dinner at a Dim Sum place two blocks down. Now we just have to get her to talk, one way or another.

DEMETRI: Hey, why didn't you want me in there?

MARK: Oh no. I'm trying to protect you, Dem. If someone's hands are gonna get dirty, let 'em be mine.

[Switch to a conference room in the FBI building in Los Angeles. A large aerial photograph is shown on a large monitor. Janis and Simon are seated and Wedeck stands and speaks.]

WEDECK: We've given these to our top level analysts. They haven't been able to tell us anything useful about them.

SIMON: Well, it's a good think I'm smarter than they are.

JANIS: These are highly classified images so we've obscured anything that would indicate where they were taken.

SIMON: Somalia. The dipped slopes in the overlying limestone, the orientation of the flora, the shallow water holes ...

WEDECK: Just tell us what you see.

SIMON: Are you taking the piss?

WEDECK: Tell us what you see!

SIMON: Zoom in, please.

[Simon stands and walks over to the monitor. As the photograph is zoomed it we see towers. One tower is zoomed in so details are seen.]

SIMON: Yup. I designed that. That is a specialized pulsed laser for a plasma afterburner. It increases the rate of acceleration for traditional radio frequency machines. The concept should win me a Nobel in a couple of years. I must say, the modeling software you guys use is incredibly impressive. Structure almost looks real.


[Simon returns to his seat.]

JANIS: That is a real structure and that is a real photograph.

SIMON: That's not possible. The technology doesn't exist yet. We're still running numerical simulations.

WEDECK: When did you come up with the idea for the laser?

SIMON: '92, why?

JANIS: Well that photograph was taken in 1991.

[Simon slowly spins his chair to face Janis. He is in deep thought.]

SIMON: That doesn't make sense.

WEDECK: Who else could've come up with this idea?

SIMON: No one.

WEDECK: Your unparalleled genius act is wearing thin.

SIMON: That's not what I mean. Look, you ask any great scientific mind what they want to achieve, and the only honest answer is immortality. If you discover something that changes the world, you live forever.

JANIS: So whoever designed this not only had to be brilliant but didn't even care about being famous. Didn't want it, practically fetiishized their anonymity.

[Janis gets up and starts flipping through folders on the conference table.]

WEDECK: A recluse. A Paranoid.

JANIS: Exactly.

[Janis hands Wedeck a folder. Wedeck opens it and shows it to Simon.]

WEDECK: We believe that this man was somehow connected to the blackout. This is a composite sketch made by our field agents.

[Wedeck points to a sketch in the case file of Gibbons, Deacon.]

WEDECK: We know the very least he was awake during the blackout, and he may have been in contact with another person who was also awake.

JANIS: We don't even know his real name yet, but he's using the alias, D. Gibbons.

[In the background we see the fish tanks of electronic equipment submerged in a liquid. A man is standing in front of a console. He is tossing a string of beads from one hand to another. As he sits in front of a large monitor, he is playing chess. Janis continues to speak as this is shown.]

JANIS: He's highly efficient in advanced computing equipment and particle physics simulation. Apparently he's been hacking into a number of high-tech facilities. He also seems to have a penchant for chess.

[Real time.]

SIMON: Hmm. A techie, chess playing, social misfit physicist. Well, that should narrow it down.

WEDECK: Have you ever seen him before at, uh, conferences or lectures?

SIMON: [shakes head] No, but if he had anything to do with the blackout, I'll do everything I can to help you find him. At the very least, I'd like to give his testicles a squeeze for sharking my plasma afterburner design.

[Switch to the hospital. Lloyd is speaking to a hospital OFFICE WORKER.]

LLOYD: I need to find somewhere, where my son can be safe.

HOSPITAL OFFICE WORKER: Southland University Hospital.

LLOYD: That, that's less secure than this hospital. Maybe I'm not making myself clear.

HOSPITAL OFFICE WORKER: You don't seem very good at that, no.

LLOYD: I beg your pardon?

HOSPITAL OFFICE WORKER: The announcement this morning, you said that you caused the blackout, and then you said that you didn't mean to. It was all kind of a jumble. In my experience, innocent people tend to speak in specifics.

LLOYD: N, no, no, no, no. I, I, I spoke in specifics. I, I related a series of facts and now I'm ...

HOSPITAL OFFICE WORKER: [interrupts] Southland University Hospital. I can transfer your son there. You want me to put it through?

LLOYD: No I want you [pause] I need you to find a secure facility for my son.

[Olivia is at the door. She has heard a little of the conversation.]

OLIVIA: Let's try Travers. It's a private children's hospital in Glendale.

HOSPITAL OFFICE WORKER: I doubt they have any beds.

OLIVIA: They will when I make a call.

[The OFFICE WORKER is angry as he opens the drawer to his desk.]

OLIVIA: You get that started and I'll draw up the transfer note. Be back in an hour.

[Olivia tilts her head to one side, signaling Lloyd to go with her. Lloyd and Olivia walk down the corridor.]

LLOYD: I, uh, don't suppose I can expect anyone to help me much for the foreseeable future.

OLIVIA: You need help, I'll help you.

[Switch to a church where a memorial service for Joyce is in progress. A woman is reading scripture.]

CHURCH WOMAN: "And I, John, saw the Holy City, New Jerusalem, coming down from God out of Heaven, prepared as a bride, adorned for her husband." We're here tonight to say a final good bye to Joyce.

[Zoey looks across the aisle and sees a person holding a single white long stem rose. A snippet from Zoey's flash-forward is shown. She is walking along a beach holding a single white long stem rose with a white ribbon tied in a bow around the stem. She looks back. A snippet of Zoey and Demetri lying together discussing Zoey's flash-forward is shown.]

DEMETRI: You saw me there.

ZOEY: Yeah, uh, no. But' I'm positive you were.

[Return to Zoey's flash-forward where she looks over her shoulder at Demetri's parents. She drops the rose. Real time.]

CHURCH WOMAN: Joyce's death is a tragic loss. We've lost a daughter, a wife, a friend.

[Zoey maintains her composure and looks back at the woman speaking. She begins to cry.]

CHURCH WOMAN: But what we must remember, what we most hold in our hearts even hwen they're as heavy as they are tonight is that Joyce was an individual.

[Zoey gets up and runs out of the church crying. Switch to Hong Kong at night. Mark and Demetri walk along a street as "Jolly Ol' St. Nicholas" plays in the background. Mark and Demetri enter a restaurant. Nhadra is sitting at a table having dinner. She is surrounded by four men. Three men stand up immediately as they see Mark and Demetri.]

Jolly ol' Saint Nicholas,
lean your ear this way!
Don't you tell a single soul
what I'm going to say.
Christmas Eve is coming soon;
now, you dear old man
Whisper what you'll bring to me;
tell me if you can.

MARK: Looks like we found her,

[There is a long pause. Mark and Demetri stay where they are.]

MARK: Okay.

[Nhadra speaks in Cantonese. One man leaves and the other three sit again. Mark and Demetri slowly approach the table. The three Chinese men do not take their eyes off Mark and Demetri.]

NHADRA: You shouldn't have come here.

DEMETRI: You called me, remember?

NHADRA: That was a mistake, clearly. You being here now, you've set things in motion that will end very badly for you.

MARK: Can we just skip over all the histrionic action movie clichés cause I'm way too jet-lagged to deal with any of that right now.

[Mark sits at the table.]

DEMETRI: Tell me who you are.

NHADRA: I can't.

DEMETRI: Why did you call me?

NHADRA: I was trying to warn you.

DEMETRI: You don't even know me. Why do you care if I live or die?

NHADRA: Your death is the first in a long line of dominoes that I'd rather not see fall down.

DEMETRI: So help us stop it from happening.

NHADRA: I can't.

MARK: You can [pause] by telling us.

NHADRA: If I tell you more, the act of telling you may end up bringing about the unfortunate incident we are all trying to avoid.

DEMETRI: I'm willing to take that risk.

NHADRA: I said you would be shot three times, shots at close range.

DEMETRI: Which means I probably know my killer.

NHADRA: In fact you do. He is sitting at this table right now.

[Demetri looks around at the three Chinese men. Nhadra turns to Mark.]

NHADRA: You, Agent Benford, you will kill Agent Noh on March 15th with the very gun I assume you're carrying right now, a Sig Sauer model P226.

DEMETRI: Wait, on the call you said you didn't know who killed me and now you're saying that you do.

NHADRA: I lied 'cause I didn't want to bring about the incident which I told you about.

MARK: How could you possibly know?

NHADRA: A-5-6-1-9-8-4.

MARK: And, um,. what is that?

NHADRA: The serial number of your gun.

[Mark and Demetri look at each other. Mark slowly takes his gun from its holster and looks right above the trigger. A561984 is inscribed on the gun. He slowly returns the gun to its holster. Demetri just lowers his head.]

NHADRA: It will be your gun, Agent Benford, and you will pull the trigger and then again and then again.

DEMETRI: You could have found the serial number a different way. You could have hacked in the Bureau's gun registry.

NHADRA: Agent Noh, how many time have you interrogated a suspect? Look into my eyes. Your partner is going to kill you, intentionally.

MARK: Why would I do that? Hmm? Why?

NHADRA: Presumably, in the next few months a reason will present itself. Now you've got what you come for.

DEMETRI: No, come on. I have more questions.

NHADRA: [firmly] I am done giving you answers. It’s time for you to leave.

[Mark and the three Chinese men look at each other readying themselves if the situation calls for it. The men place their hands on their guns. Mark looks at Nhadra.]

NHADRA: Don't.

[Mark jumps up, back fists one of the Chinese men at the table and upturns it. Demetri is able to stand up and get out of the way of the table. People in the restaurant are yelling. There is chaos. Mark grabs Nhadra and puts his gun to her

MARK: You're coming with us right now.

[Marks starts pulling Nhadra toward the door. Demetri follows.]

MARK: Move! Move!

[Mark drags Nhadra through the kitchen. Cooks step out of the way.]

MARK: Move!

DEMETRI: What are we doing, Mark?

MARK: Move! Cover me!

DEMETRI: Down! What are you doing, Mark?

[Mark drags Nhadra down a flight of stairs to outside the restaurant. Demetri follows.]

DEMETRI: What's the play?

MARK: Trust me. I got it.

[Mark runs down the street, dragging Nhadra with him. Demetri runs behind them. Sirens are blaring, people are moving out of the way, tires are screeching. Two large law enforcement vehicles block Mark and Demetri in. Officers are yelling in Chinese. Mark grabs Nhadra and puts his gun to her head. Many policemen get out of the vehicles and have their guns aimed at Mark and Demetri.]

MARK: Back off now!

[Helicopter is heard from the night sky. Officers in SWAT gear join the circle around the agents. They are surrounded.]

OFFICER: Put the gun down!

[Four Chinese men have their guns aimed at Mark and Demetri. The man that Mark back fisted wipes blood from his nose. A black Jeep like vehicle pulls up. At Marshal Vogel calmly exits the vehicle and walks into the circle of police officers.]

OFFICER: Put the gun down!


MARK: This woman is a material witness to a murder.

NHADRA: There's been no murder.

MARK: But there will be.

NHADRA: Will there, Agent Benford?

MARSHAL VOGEL: Let her go.


MARSHAL VOGEL: Nhadra, have your men lower their guns. Now.

[Nhadra nods. The Chinese men lower their guns. Mark slowly lets Nhadra go and raises his hands in the air. A police officer knocks Mark down with the butt of his rifle. Demetri is on the ground also. He is being handcuffed behind his back.]

OFFICER: Get down! All the way down! Don't move!

[Mark is handcuffed behind his back. Nhadra walks around and looks down at Mark.]

MARK: This isn't over.

NHADRA: It never is.

[Switch to the hospital. Lloyd is standing at the nurses' station. The nurse behind the desk is glaring at him. Wonderful Christmas Time is playing in the background.]

Oh, it's Christmas, let's have a wonderful Christmas time
Spirits are rising, it's a party time, let's have a lovely Christmas time.
Oh, it's Christmas, children playing out in the snow
Christmas trees in the firelight glow, let's have a lovely Christmas time.

OLIVIA: Mr. Simcoe, hey. I have Dylan's transfer papers. Sorry for all the red tape.

LLOYD: I appreciate it, especially after the inconvenience I've caused you and your family.

OLIVIA: You didn't do anything wrong. Are you ready to get Dylan checked out?


OLIVIA: You really think there won't be another blackout?

LLOYD: Not unless we recreate the exact conditions of our experiment, no.

OLIVIA: That was an incredibly brave thing that you did. Coming forward like that, taking responsibility.

LLOYD: I think the line between brave and stupid's a pretty blurry one.

OLIVIA: Oh, I didn't say it wasn't stupid.

LLOYD: [chuckles] All the same, I'd like to think I did it for the right reasons.

OLIVIA: So you went to Harvard in '98?

LLOYD: [smiles] Yeah. It was one of the best times of my life was when I was doing my doctorate. I had this beautiful apartment above a cigar shop.

OLIVIA: Leavitt and Pearce?

LLOYD: Yeah, that's the one.

OLIVIA: I was supposed to go to Harvard in '98, and I was gonna live in the building next door.

LLOYD: So why didn't you?

OLIVIA: Because Mark got his job with the Bureau, and he was gonna be transferred to Los Angeles. So I decided to be with him instead.

LLOYD: My, my wife moved into that building. That's how I met her.

OLIVIA: Wow. So, uh, so if I had gone, we probably would have met.

LLOYD: Have you heard of the many worlds interpretation?


LLOYD: It was coined by a physicist called Hugh Everett in the '50s. Basically, the idea is anything that could have happened in our past actually did happen in some other universe. So all those alternate decisions and choices you made are still playing themselves out in other worlds. If you buy the theory, I suppose in some other universe you did go to Harvard.

[Olivia chuckles.]


LLOYD: And we did meet. Of course, that's not the world we live in.


LLOYD: Thank you again for this.


[Lloyd walks down the corridor while Olivia stands still and thinks. Switch to a terminal in Hong Kong airport.]

MARSHAL VOGEL: You're both very lucky men. I saved your lives, helped you avoid an international incident.

DEMETRI: Why are you keeping us from her?

MARSHAL VOGEL: You don't need to know what Nhadra knows. Let me get you on your flight, okay? It's just a friendly service LegAts provides.

[Mark drops his bag, stops walking and faces Marshal Vogel.]

MARK: You're not LegAts. If you were Bureau, you never would have let us get off the plane. And after what went down in that alley, this whole thing stinks like a company job.

MARSHAL VOGEL: We prefer the term Central Intelligence Agency.

[Mark and Demetri look at each other.]

MARSHAL VOGEL: I hate to break it to you but Mosaic is bigger than you, bigger than the FBI, bigger than any one country's intelligence organization. You're just a, a tiny speck, Mark, a flake of dandruff on the nape of this thing's neck. But if it would make you feel better, to take a swing at me, then go right ahead. [smugly] It's not like you got anything else to lose.

[Mark and Vogel stare at each other as a cell phone begins to ring. The phone is ignored.]

MARSHAL VOGEL: That call, I would take.

[Mark walks away a bit then answers his phone. Wedeck is on the other end.]

WEDECK: You know what I'm staring at? I'm watching the security camera feed of your amazing pooch screw in Hong Kong.

MARK: Stan ...

WEDECK: [interrupts] Shut up! It was sent to me by the damn U.S. Ambassador to China. So I'm calling to congratulate you. You've succeeded in changing the future.

MARK: Yeah, I got it.

[Mark walks back to Demetri and Vogel. He takes his gun out of its holster, removes the magazine then hands the two pieces to Demetri.]

MARK: Here. Wedeck's orders.

[Mark then hands Demetri his badge.]

MARK: [to Vogel] Looks like we finally have something in common. [pause] Neither of us are FBI.

[Switch to inside the office in a high rise building. Two of the walls are made of glass. Nhadra is standing in front of a large collection of pictures and information that has been applied to a part of the window. There is a photograph of Demetri, two masks, a water wheel, a wanted poster of a man, a seven headed beast, 137 sekunden, among other items. The board is similar to the one in Mark's office. A blond haired man is sitting in a chair behind her with a open laptop PC in front of him.]

NHADRA: They have been following you ever since you destroyed that doll factory. Coming here was a mistake. I can't protect you.

[Nhadra turns around and looks at the man. It is the man using the name Deacon Gibbons. He is fiddling with a string of beads.]

DEACON GIBBONS: Then I'll just have to find someone who can.

[Switch to the inside of a house. A doorbell rings. There are pictures of Demetri on a credenza. A woman answers the door. Zoey stands at the doorway.]

ZOEY: Can I come in?

[The woman has a sad look on her face. She opens the door a little more. Switch to them sitting across from each other in the living room.]

ZOEY: Mrs. Noh, I think I understand why you didn't want to talk to me about our wedding.

MRS. NOH: Zoey ...

ZOEY: [interrupts] We need to talk about this, about what I saw.

[Part of Zoey's flash-forward is shown in the background as she speaks. She is on the beach holding a white rose. She turns her head and sees Mr. And Mrs. Noh.

ZOEY: You were there, with Mr. Noh. [real time] I didn't see Demetri and I realized something. No matter how much I begged you, you'd never come to our wedding.

MRS. NOH: Zoey ...

ZOEY: [interrupts] But you wouldn't miss your son's funeral. [pause] Why didn't you tell us?

MRS. NOH: Talking about it with you [pause] with anyone, [pause] that would make it real. Maybe before all this, we would have had difficulties with you marrying our son. But what I saw that day, that moment, ...

[Part of Zoey's flash-forward is shown. She is on the beach looking over her shoulder back at Demetri's parents then drops the white rose on the beach.]

MRS. NOH: ...the love you have for Demetri. [real time] [holding back tears] I want you to know we see things differently now, and we'd be proud for you to be part of our family. We wish that was the future. We wish that more than anything.

ZOEY: [smiles] We can do more than wish, Mrs. Noh. We can change the future.

[Switch to the Hong Kong gate waiting area. People are mulling around. Mark and Demetri are slumped in their chairs awaiting their flight. Demetri is gazing into nothing and Mark is watching television which is airing A Christmas Carol. Happy Christmas by John Lennon is playing in the background.]

So this is Christmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young

EBENEZER SCROOGE: Answer one question. Are these the shadows of things that will be or that may be? Spirit, hear me. I'm not the man I was. Why show me this if I am past all hope? Assure me that I may yet change these shadows that you've shown me by an altered life. I will live in the past, the present and the future and not shut out the lessons that they teach. But tell me that I may sponge away [fades out]

DEMETRI: I'm sorry.

MARK: What are you sorry for?

DEMETRI: It's my murder, my problem. Meanwhile, I'm sitting here with your badge in my pocket.

MARK: I'm not gonna shoot you, Dem. I'm not gonna let this investigation kill you either, no matter what happens.

[Switch to hospital. Bryce is standing at the nurses' station while Nicole approaches him. Lennon's song is still playing in the background.]

And so this is Christmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong,
War is over, if you want it
War is over now

NICOLE: Smile Bryce. Haven't you heard it's the most wonderful time of the year?

[Nicole places a wrapped box in the counter.]

BRYCE: What's this?

NICOLE: Open it and find out.

[center]And so happy Christmas
We hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young. [center]

[Bryce opens the box and takes out a ceramic cat figurine with a amulet hung around its neck, sporting a Japanese rune.]

NICOLE: It's a lucky cat, Manekineko in Japanese. Depending upon which paw is raised, it promises different things for your future.

BRYCE: Well, what does the right paw indicate?

NICOLE: Luck in love.

BRYCE: [chuckles] Thanks, Nicole.

[They hug each other.]

NICOLE: Don't worry. You'll find her. I gotta go.

[Nicole walks away then Bryce notices Janis.]

JANIS: I'm not surveilling you again. I promise. I'm here on a personal matter. I swear.

BRYCE: How can I help you?

JANIS: Do you remember that whole not giving up thing we were talking about earlier?

BRYCE: Mm hmm.

JANIS: If I was to start trying now, what exactly should I be doing?

[Bryce reaches for a script pad and starts writing.]

BRYCE: First of all, this is for a prenatal vitamin ...

JANIS: {interrupts] Um, that's all great. Um, I need something a little more basic, though. I'm actually gonna be doing this alone, and the whole [pause] penis thing is kind of a problem for me [pause] 'cause I don't like them.

BRYCE: Ah, you're, you're gay.

JANIS: I'm super gay.

BRYCE: You're super gay.

JANIS: Yeah.

BRYCE: And you need a sperm bank.

JANIS: Yeah.

BRYCE: I know of a good one, uh, Cubit Fertility Clinic. There's a doctor by the name of Jane Parker. Just tell her I sent you. She's great.

JANIS: Thank you, Dr. Varley. I really appreciate it.

BRYCE: No problem.

[Janis leaves. Bryce picks up the cat, looks at if for a moment then places it back on the counter.]


[Switch to outside the hospital. Lloyd is taking out Dylan out in a wheelchair. A nurse follows them.]

LLOYD: I'm telling you, you're gonna love the ambulance, Dylan.

[Two EMTs walk from the ambulance to the curb with a gurney.]

EMT JOHN: Mr. Simcoe, I'm John and my partner here is Reed. We'll be transporting you and your son.

LLOYD: Thank you.

OLIVIA: All ready to go?

LLOYD: Dr. Benford.

OLIVIA: Just came to see the two of you off, make sure everything went okay.

EMT REED: You ready for your trip, little man?

[Dylan turns his head away from Reed.]

LLOYD: Yeah, he's ready. He's just a little shy.

OLIVIA: Uh, I'm not sure if you've had your training, but Dylan's autistic.

EMT REED: Oh, we've had training.

OLIVIA: Okay, good, sweetie. [to Dylan] Ready to get in the ambulance with these guys and dad? Come on. Let's do it.

[Olivia goes to pick up Dylan. He puts his arms around Olivia.]

OLIVIA: There we go. Yeah, it's gonna be fun. I've got a secret for you. Cool people call 'em "Ambos."

DYLAN: Ambos?

OLIVIA: Ambos, that's right.

[Olivia begins to place Dylan on the gurney.]

DYLAN: Ambos.

OLIVIA: That's right.

[One of the EMTs begins to strap Dylan onto the gurney.]

OLIVIA: You're gonna go for a ride in the Ambo.


[Lloyd tries to calm Dylan.]

LLOYD: It's okay. It's okay.

OLIVIA: It's okay. All right, no restraints. Just on the legs.

EMT REED: It's all right, buddy.

OLIVIA: Bye Dylan. I'll miss you kiddo.

LLOYD: See you in a sec. Thanks, guys.

[The two EMTs start to roll the gurney to the ambulance.]

OLIVIA: So I guess this is the part where we, uh ...

LLOYD: Wish each other a nice life.

OLIVIA: Something like that.

LLOYD: Come here.

[Lloyd hugs Olivia.]

OLIVIA: So the many worlds theory that you talked about earlier, is that something you believe in?

LLOYD: Well, many physicists do these days.

OLIVIA: You didn't answer the question. [chuckles]

LLOYD: And out of respect, um, I'm not going to.

[Lloyd strokes Olivia's hair.]

LLOYD: Thank you again, Olivia [pause] and good bye.

[Dylan unstraps himself and starts to get off the gurney.]

EMT REED: Whoa, hold on. W, w, w, wait.

EMT JOHN: Hold on, buddy, easy kid.

The two EMTs try to restraint him.]

DYLAN: No ambo! No ambo!

EMT REED: Get his legs. Get his legs in.

DYLAN: [struggles] No!

OLIVIA: Hey, hey guys! Let go of his arm. Come on, you said you were trained.

[Lloyd rushes over to Dylan.]

EMT JOHN: We don't have time for this.


EMT JOHN: Come on, lady.. We're on a schedule.

OLIVIA: Excuse me? [yells to security] Bill, can you get down here?

BILL: Yeah.

[Bill walks down a ramp toward Olivia.]

DYLAN: No ambo!

OLIVIA: I, I don't know what's going on here but they ...

[The two EMTs draw handguns and one shoots Bill. There are screams.]

DYLAN: [screaming] No!

LLOYD: No! No, stop!

EMT JOHN: Get in the van!

[EMT John aims his gun at Oliva. Lloyd jumps in front of her with his arms wide open.]

LLOYD: No, No, no! Please, please don't hurt her.

EMT JOHN: Get in the van, Mr. Simcoe.

LLOYD: I'll come with you, please!

EMT JOHN: Get in the van!

[John grabs Lloyd and forces him into the ambulance van. Olivia tries to get to Dylan and calm him. He is screaming uncontrollably.]

OLIVIA: [to Dylan] It's gonna be okay.

[EMT Reed back fists Olivia in the face with his gun then runs to the van. Lloyd is inside and looking out the back window and it is driven away.]

DYLAN: No! Dad! No!

[Olivia is holding Dylan tightly and watches the ambulance drive off.]

DYLAN: Don't take him! Dad! No!

OLIVIA: Shhhhhhh.


[The ambulance van speeds off with tires screeching. Lloyd helplessly looks back at Dylan and Olivia. Hospital personnel go and check Bill. Olivia holds Dylan tightly.]

OLIVIA: Shhhhhh.

[Dylan is screaming as loud as he can. Olivia looks on in horror.]



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Après FlashFoward, c'est au tour de la trilogie WWW (ou Singularité) née sous la plume de Robert J....

Jessica Alba et Gabrielle Union bientôt dans LA's Finest

Jessica Alba et Gabrielle Union bientôt dans LA's Finest
La série LA's Finest, reboot du film Bad Boys, arrivera sur Spectrum Video le 13 mai. Les 13...

Light as a Feather | Peyton List - Renouvellement

Light as a Feather | Peyton List - Renouvellement
La série Light as a Feather créée par R. Lee Fleming Jr a été renouvelée. En effet, Hulu lui accorde...

Magnum PI | En avant pour une 2ème saison !

Magnum PI | En avant pour une 2ème saison !
Ils peuvent afficher un large sourire, la série Magnum PI aura droit à une 2ème saison ! L'annonce a...


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Luna25, 22.02.2020 à 20:13

Nouveau mois dans les forums du quartier Legends of Tomorrow ! Venez départager les personnages de Tobias Menzies.

elyxir, Avant-hier à 20:58

Hello ! Y'a du nouveau sur X-Files : design, sondage, calendrier... Et l'animation "A ton clavier" toujours en cours, venez nous rendre visite !

EBishop, Hier à 11:24

Hello ;-) Un nouveau sondage est disponible sur le quartier Profilage ! A très vite !

Miniheart, Hier à 13:42

Nouvelle photos du mois sur le quartier Heartland.

pretty31, Hier à 19:03

Nouveau duel sur Haven, A travers la faille : Wisteria Lane (Desperate Housewives) vs Stars Hollow (Gilmore Girls)

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