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TEASER
EXT. CSULA CAMPUS - AFTERNOON
Just in front of the CSULA main building, a large steel and
aluminum STAGE has been set up, with a podium in the middle
and a large banner behind it, reading: "CSULA Clinic Grand
Opening!"
Standing off to the side of the stage is ADRIAN COMBS, whom
viewers might remember from episode 1x01.
A woman is standing at the podium, the CLINIC ADMINISTRATOR,
in mid-speech.
ADMINISTRATOR
...and after surviving both the
death of his son and an attack on
his person, Mr. Combs has made
tremendous strides in his political
career, winning a seat on the City
Council. He is also well known for
his aid offered to his former
employers after their building
collapsed in early 2004. And now he
has donated over one hundred
thousand dollars to the CSULA
campus, to help open our brand new
Student Clinic!
PULL BACK to see a large CROWD clapping and cheering as Combs
walks up to the podium.
COMBS
(into mic)
Thank you, thank you. I just wanted
to say that the future of our
country, of our very world, lies in
the hands of the students of today.
The bright young minds at CSULA,
and other colleges all over the
world, are well on their way to
solving all of the world's
problems, and I'm just glad to be
able to help in my own small way.
The crowd claps again, and we PUSH IN on the back of it to
see CONNOR standing there, dumbfounded.
CONNOR
This is... this is bullsh-
PIKE (O.S.)
Connor!
Connor looks over his shoulder to see PIKE and GABRIELLA
getting walking over to him.
PIKE
Just swung by, figured I'd offer a
ride.
CONNOR
Yeah, right. Where am I supposed to
sit, on the handlebars?
PIKE
Nope. Just bought a new car, bud.
1958 Chevy Impala.
CONNOR
...So you just wanted to come by
and show off.
Pike shrugs.
PIKE
Pretty much. Kind of a fixer-upper,
but it's a smooth ride. You up for
a drive?
CONNOR
Yeah. Beats listening to this
jackass.
GABRIELLA
Why, what's going on anyway?
Connor points over to Combs, who is shaking hands with the
Clinic Administrator.
CONNOR
You remember Adrian Combs?
Political douchebag, had himself
shot?
GABRIELLA
(frowning)
Ugh. I'd prefer not to.
CONNOR
Yeah, well, he just donated over a
hundred grand to campus clinic, and
he's up there talking about how
much he cares about the future and
blah dee blah blah.
GABRIELLA
Oh, yeah. I can totally see where
he's coming from there.
CONNOR
Been a year and I'm still waiting
on that bolt of lightning.
Pike puts his hand on his forehead, scanning the horizon
behind them.
PIKE
Yeah... not seeing any clouds.
Unfortunately.
(beat)
Hey, wait...
PIKE'S P.O.V.
Looking at the top of a five story building across the
street, we can see a figure holding something that looks an
awful lot like the outline of a RIFLE.
BACK TO SCENE, as Pike turns to the stage and yells out:
PIKE
SNIPER! DUCK!
ON COMBS, as he hears and processes the warning, taking only
a few seconds before JUMPING off the stage as a shot rings
out, clipping the podium!
Combs keeps pushing through the crowd, as more shots are
heard, hitting several other people and sending them to the
ground in screams of terror and agony.
In less than a minute, Combs has made his way through the
crowd, to where Connor, Gabriella and Pike are standing.
Another shot is fired, and HITS GABRIELLA IN THE SHOULDER!
CONNOR
Gabriella!
Connor grabs her and quickly moves her behind the wall of the
clinic. He gently lowers her to the ground, looking at the
wound, as Pike crouches next to her.
Gabriella is starting to hyperventilate, mostly from the
pain.
PIKE
Doesn't look too bad. For a bullet
wound, anyway.
Connor looks over at the five story building, seeing the
shadowy person leave.
CONNOR
(icily)
Stay here.
He takes off running towards the building.
Pike looks after him, but a moan from Gabriella forces him to
turn back to her.
PIKE
It's alright, Gab. You'll be fine.
Gabriella moans again, and Pike looks over at the building
the shooter was on one last time, before pulling out his cell
phone.
INT. STUDENT COMMONS BUILDING - STAIRWELL - NEXT
Inside the narrow stairwell in the student commons building,
a petite blonde GIRL, no more than twenty, is running down
the stairs, dressed in black jeans and a black turtleneck.
She's carrying the rifle.
She speeds around the fourth floor and onto the third when
she stops herself from running straight into Connor!
Connor eyeballs the girl, surprised at what he sees, although
it only takes him a second to recover, grabbing the rifle and
RIPPING it from the girl's hand, sending it cascading down
the stairs.
The girl pulls out a handgun from inside her jeans, but
Connor KICKS it aside, then rears back to punch her in the
face...
... but by the time his fist reaches where her face was,
she's already behind him, with her elbow SLAMMING into the
small of Connor's back.
Connor stumbles, but manages to recover and spins around,
trying to catch the girl's face with his fist, but she
catches his arm and KICKS him in the gut, forcing a loud
"omph" out of him. She then pushes her palm into the back of
Connor's head, knocking him face first into a stair, his
forehead splitting open upon impact.
Connor KICKS out with his leg, catching the girl's ankle and
knocking her down on top of him. She pushes herself halfway
up, then PUNCHES him in the face, twice, three times, each
hit forcing the side of his jaw into the stairs.
The girl springs up, quickly retreating down the stairs,
fists ready for Connor to get up again.
Connor stands up, shaking his head, but the girl gives him no
reprise, rushing him and SLAMMING him into the wall, leaving
a massive indent.
Connor tries to spin around to his right again, this time
feinting a right elbow, while bringing his left fist in for
the punch, this time managing to hit her across the face.
The Girl isn't even phased, and she responds by FRONT KICKING
him in the chest, again sending him into the wall, leaving
large CRACKS in the plaster.
She grabs him by his shirt, and with a YELL, yanks him back
and THROWS HIM THROUGH THE WALL, into:
INT. STUDENT COMMONS BUILDING - CAFETERIA - CONTINUOUS
Connor SAILS through the wall, forcing out bits of plaster
and paint, and falls into a cafeteria one floor down, landing
on a table, in trays of greasy, stale-looking university
food.
The slack jawed students who just had their meals interrupted
watch as he tries to move, but only manages a groan.
PAN UP to see the girl looking down at Connor. She waits for
a minute, to make sure he isn't coming after her, then she
abruptly turns and leaves, heading back down the stairs.
ON CONNOR, as he lies there, broken and bloody.
BLACK OUT.
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN.
INT. HOSPITAL - HALLWAY - EVENING
Connor and Pike are sitting on chairs in a bright, bustling
hospital hallway. Nurses and doctors in blues and whites are
moving briskly past them. Connor is bruised all over, and has
a large GAUZE PAD on his forehead.
Connor is sitting with his head resting against the wall,
eyes closed, while Pike has his head in his hands, gripping
his temples tightly.
A DOCTOR walks out of a door next to them, holding a
clipboard.
DOCTOR
Mr. Angel?
Both Connor and Pike perk up at this, waiting.
DOCTOR
Ms. Heron is going to be fine.
The two breathe a sigh of relief. Connor gets up, staring the
doctor in the face.
CONNOR
Totally fine? No permanent damage,
no broken bones?
DOCTOR
(unnerved)
No, ah... she'll just need to stay
overnight, receive a few stitches.
She'll be in a sling for a while
too, just so she heals properly.
CONNOR
Can I go see her now?
DOCTOR
Ah, yes, you can go in now.
Connor roughly pushes the doctor aside, stepping into the
room. Pike shrugs at him, apologetically, and follows.
The doctor turns to leave, but stops, looking at something
offscreen.
DOCTOR
Oh, hello. Can I, ah, help you with
something?
INT. HOSPITAL - GABRIELLA'S ROOM - NEXT
Connor slumps down in a chair opposite Gabriella's bed. Pike
stands next to her head.
Gabriella herself is focusing on the wall, not looking at
either of them.
PIKE
I'm glad to see you're alright,
Gab.
(beat)
Connor is too.
GABRIELLA
I know.
Pike glances at the wall Gabriella's so focused on, then back
to her.
PIKE
So... what's really bugging you
then?
Before Gabriella can answer, the door is thrown open, and two
middle aged men step through.
One is a bit short, skinny, and rather creepy looking, with a
large bald spot on the top of his head. This is WEATHERBY.
The other is a bit taller, and a little bit fat, with a full
head of black hair, and an ugly scowl on his face. This is
SMITH.
WEATHERBY
Hello, Connor.
Pike steps forward, hand in his jacket.
PIKE
(to Connor)
You know these guys, dude?
Connor frowns at the men from his seat, obviously not happy
to see them.
CONNOR
Watchers Council. Special Ops team.
Met them at Giles's wedding.
PIKE
They got names?
SMITH
(patting his chest.)
I'm Mr. Smith.
(motions to Weatherby)
This is Mr. Weatherby.
PIKE
(wry)
Oh, what a pleasure to meet you.
(deadpan)
You can leave now.
Weatherby sneers at him, then turns to Connor.
CONNOR
(muttering)
I just called them Creepy and Fat
Dude.
WEATHERBY
We're here to help you, so watch
your damn mouth, boy.
Pike scowls at him, but doesn't saw anything else.
SMITH
If you're all done posing...
(beat; clears throat)
We saw video of the shooting an
noticed you in it. Your shooter's
name is Olivia Caedo. We've been
tracking her movements for months.
CONNOR
(realizing)
She's a Slayer.
Pike and Connor exchange a knowing look, and Pike opens his
mouth to speak, but Connor cuts him off.
CONNOR
So you're not here to help us,
you're here to get us to help you.
WEATHERBY
You want to bring the girl down,
don't you?
Connor glares at him, but doesn't say anything.
SMITH
(clears throat)
Olivia was the top of her class,
she excelled at all required Slayer
training. She was inducted into
a... touchy area of our operations.
PIKE
What kind of 'touchy areas' are we
talking about here?
SMITH
It's not relevant to-
WEATHERBY
UN-sanctioned black ops missions.
PIKE
Huh?
CONNOR
You used Vampire Slayers in
political missions?
WEATHERBY
You think things get done in this
world by talking?
Pike scowls.
CONNOR
And Giles allows this? I call
shenanigans.
WEATHERBY
(snorts)
Our relationship with the UN is too
important for Giles to damage. Even
he realizes that.
SMITH
(cutting in)
Yes. Well, Olivia was used in
several of these missions, before
going off the grid after a botched
special mission in the Middle East
about six months ago. Since then
she's been keeping herself busy,
assassinating high profile targets
on her own.
CONNOR
Like Combs?
SMITH
Aye. Several of them were even more
noteworthy.
He reaches into his coat, and hands Connor several large
PICTURES.
CONNOR
(flipping through pics)
Richard Wannett, Steven Price,
Dmitri Valishnov-
GABRIELLA
(to Smith)
Valishnov? Member of the Russian
Parliament? I remember seeing that
on the news.
CONNOR
(still flipping)
John Walker, Anthony West, Walter
Collins...
Smith coughs and Connor looks up at Weatherby.
CONNOR
Collins... your friend, right?
SMITH
She killed him when he caught up
with her in Ohio.
Connor takes a second to think this over.
CONNOR
(to Pike)
Stay here with Gabriella.
(beat; to Ops team)
Let's talk outside.
He exits the room, and Smith and Weatherby follow, into:
INT. HOSPITAL - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
Weatherby and Smith step out back into the hallway, making
sure to keep their voices down.
CONNOR
Alright, so if I help you out,
what's in it for me?
SMITH
I beg your pardon?
CONNOR
You need a Q-tip?
WEATHERBY
The chance to get back at the girl
that hurt your girl ain't enough?
SMITH
Never mind the Council already gave
you a generous stipend last-
CONNOR
Yeah, well, special requests get
special rewards.
Smith and Weatherby exchange a glance.
SMITH
Alright. What do you want?
Connor smiles.
INT. KAIA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
KAIA opens the door to her apartment and finds Connor
standing there, impatient.
He blinks, looking down at her now bulging belly.
CONNOR
(thrown)
Whoa, uh... didn't mean to
interrupt snack time...
(beat)
So who's for dinner?
Kaia scowls, not overly pleased to see Connor.
KAIA
Just say what you want to say and
get out.
CONNOR
(matter-of-fact)
Gabriella got shot.
Kaia's eyes bulge.
KAIA
What? Is she okay? When?
CONNOR
She got hit in the shoulder, couple
stitches and she'll be fine. I need
you to help me catch the shooter.
Kaia blinks, then looks down at her belly.
KAIA
Alright.
CONNOR
Let's go.
He walks out into the hallway.
INT. COUNCIL OPS HOTEL - NIGHT
Inside a nice looking hotel room, which has been converted
into what looks a lot like a war room.
Various laptops are open on desks and beds, while a few GUNS
are lying about, on top of maps, photos of people and places,
as well as a very large, ornate TEA POT next to an unplugged
coffee machine.
Weatherby and Smith are there, the former cleaning a pistol,
while the latter is typing away one of the laptops.
The door to their room creaks open, and Connor and Kaia step
through, Connor looking around the room as Weatherby throws
him a scowl.
CONNOR
You guys need tighter security.
Just walked right in here.
WEATHERBY
You'd be dead if we hadn't been
expecting you.
Weatherby studies Kaia a bit, then:
WEATHERBY
What's a pregnant woman doing here?
Kaia's eyes turn BLACK, and she GROWLS, loudly.
CONNOR
She's got talents that make up for
it.
Weatherby gives her a tight, nervous smile.
CONNOR
What's the plan?
SMITH
We'll start at the house of the man
she tried to kill earlier today.
Odds are she'll try again, so if
she hasn't got to him already,
we'll wait for her there.
CONNOR
Good. Now what's the plan?
WEATHERBY
What?
CONNOR
For actually capturing her, Percy.
SMITH
"Stop at all costs"
KAIA
(looking around)
You sure do have a lot of guns...
WEATHERBY
There's some tranquilizers over on
the nightstand.
ON a modestly small box on a nightstand next to one of the
beds, looking paltry compared to the rest of the Ops'
arsenal.
KAIA
Right.
CONNOR
Yeah, about that. There's how many
slayers running around now? Couple
thousand? Why did the Council send
a pair of senile old men to bring
this particular one in?
Weatherby and Smith exchange a glance.
SMITH
After Faith, the Council got a bit
less... tolerant with rogue
slayers. Bad for morale, public
image, etcetera.
CONNOR
So...?
SMITH
(sighs)
We reported her dead, and now we
have to bring her down before it
gets out that she's gone wild.
Smith turns away from them, heading over to the nightstand
where the tranquilizers are. He reaches in and pulls out a
plastic case, about the size of an eyeglass case, tucking it
into his jacket.
Weatherby hauls up a sub machine gun, checks the magazine,
then slings it over his shoulder. He takes two pistols and
stuffs them into waist holsters.
Smith, now holding a large assault rifle, motions for Connor
to follow him out the door.
SMITH
Come on. Van's across the street.
He exits the room, Weatherby, Connor, and Kaia following.
Connor and Kaia exchange a wary glance.
EXT. COMBS'S HOME - FRONT YARD - NIGHT
Outside a lavish two story mansion, complete with four-car
garage, bushes and plants galore, and a ten foot iron bar
fence. Adrian Combs's base of operations.
Several GUARDS are walking about, men in suits carrying
pistols holstered at the waist.
One of them is making his way slowly up and down the right
side of the house, keeping an eye out for trouble.
He reaches the corner of the fence, and turns around, only to
be met with a FLASH OF SILVER. He grasps at the blood oozing
out of his freshly SLIT THROAT before he drops to the ground.
Olivia kneels down and wipes a dagger on the now dead guard's
body.
She looks around, trying to get an angle on her next target:
a guard near the garage, on the left side of the house.
She withdraws a silenced pistol, quietly darts along the
length of the fence, past the already-dead guard at the main
gate, and presses herself against the fence, taking aim and
firing, dropping the man with a barely audible 'pfft pfft'
sound.
She tucks the pistol away and darts across the lawn, grabbing
onto one of the pillars near the front door.
Olivia hauls herself up, using only her hands, reaching the
second stor y window overlooking the front. She slides it
open, and climbs into:
INT. COMBS'S HOME - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
Olivia slinks down the hallway, eyes darting from left to
right, heading towards a double door at the opposite end.
INT. COMBS'S HOME - MASTER BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Olivia slowly opens the doors, pistol drawn, pointing right
ahead at the BED, where a figure can be seen under the
covers.
Olivia advances towards him, not lowering her weapon, then
SHOOTS three times, each hitting the chest.
After a beat, and no signs of movement, she grabs the
blankets, and throws them aside, letting a slight GASP escape
her.
Combs is there, but he's long dead; his skin appears to have
been BURNT OFF.
There's a small LENS in a gaping HOLE cut into his chest as
well, the red LED light on.
Almost instantly, a voice with a heavily Swedish accent
begins to speak over, seemingly coming from everywhere.
VOICE (O.S.)
(filtered)
Ah, Olivia, my dear, there you are!
I apologize for pulling this one
away from you, dear, but to be
frank, I'm tired of all the grief
you are causing me and my own, and-
As Olivia's listening to this, she also hears a CLICK. A look
of realization comes over her face, and she BOLTS, heading
for the window to the left.
VOICE
Ah-ah!
EXT. COMBS'S HOME - BACKYARD - NEXT
Olivia BURSTS through the bedroom window overlooking Combs's
very large backyard, just as the room EXPLODES behind her,
sending out a stream of FIRE!
Olivia lands on her hands and knees, not bothering to cover
her head from falling glass, wood, and plaster.
She stands up, pushing her hair out of her face, and listens:
We can hear the sound of HELICOPTER BLADES approaching!
Olivia looks around, but before she can get anywhere, a
SPOTLIGHT hits her, and she stares up at a HELICOPTER.
Leaning out the side of the chopper are Weatherby, Smith,
Connor and Kaia, the former two holding their guns, while the
latter two look ready to pounce.
Smith pulls his rifle up, taking aim at Olivia.
KAIA
(to Smith)
Tranqs? Hello?
Smith ignores her, instead SHOOTING off a few rounds at
Olivia, barely missing her.
Olivia jumps aside when she hears the bullets, rolls back
onto her feet, and starts running across the yard, heading
for a large glass, GREENHOUSE.
She dives into the building as Smith fires again, peppering
the glass with holes and cracks.
INT. HELICOPTER - COCKPIT - NEXT
Back in the chopper, Connor roughly slaps the PILOT's
shoulder, pointing at the greenhouse.
CONNOR
(shouting)
Hover over it!
EXT. COMBS'S HOME - BACKYARD - NEXT
Looking up, we see the pilot moving the chopper over the
greenhouse.
After a second, Connor JUMPS from the chopper, SMASHING
through the roof of the greenhouse.
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