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TEASER
FADE IN.
INT. MEDICAL LAB - COMPUTER LAB - MORNING
The rays of the morning sun streak through a dew soaked
window of a small basement lab housing roughly a dozen
desktop computers.
PROFESSOR MARRUS, the lone person in the room, sits at one of
them with a pen in her mouth, furiously typing away on the
keyboard.
She emphatically presses one particular button and a laser
printer in the corner of the room whirs to life.
Prof. Marrus crosses the room, her high heels echoing off the
tiled floor, and retrieves her print out.
CONNOR, sporting the beginnings of a beard, peeks his head
into the doorway and gently knocks on the door, startling
Prof. Marrus.
PROF. MARRUS
(holding her chest)
Oh, hello, Connor.
CONNOR
Hey.
(beat)
Sorry I'm late. It's supposed to
rain later, so I took Gabriella to
the shop before I came over.
PROF. MARRUS
It's fine.
She sets her print out down next to her computer and takes a
sip from a cup of coffee.
CONNOR
So, are you sure this is safe?
PROF. MARRUS
Absolutely harmless. Bridget is
just finishing her session.
She walks over to the door he's standing at.
PROF. MARRUS
Shall we?
And she walks out into:
INT. MEDICAL LAB - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
Connor is a few steps behind Prof. Marrus, who is striding
purposefully down the hall.
PROF. MARRUS
I enjoyed your last paper, by the
way. Although I would guess you
have a better perspective on nature
versus nurture than the average
student.
Connor laughs to himself, then nervously scratches the back
of his head.
PROF. MARRUS
How is Gabriella's shop? I've been
meaning to stop by.
CONNOR
It's good. Really good actually.
She hired Kaia's annoying ass
little sister to help out last
week, since Kaia's due in a couple
of weeks.
PROF. MARRUS
Excellent.
(beat)
Nervous?
CONNOR
(unsure)
Well, this is kind of different.
PROF. MARRUS
I assure you sensory deprivation is
completely safe. It's one of the
oldest forms of psychological
study.
ANGLE ON the other end of the hall. A damp BRIDGET REILLY,
with a towel draped around her, exits a door with a white
coated lab assistant and LAURENCE REILLY.
BRIDGET
(excited)
Hey, Connor!
CONNOR
(nods)
Hey, Squirt.
The two groups converge just outside the door Bridget came
out of.
CONNOR
(to Bridget)
Anything I should be worried about?
BRIDGET
(shakes her head)
I didn't feel a thing. I just had a
dream about that car chase we were
in. So when you gonna teach me how
to drive, huh?
Connor holds up his hand, palm down, at his shoulder level.
CONNOR
(smirking)
When you're this tall.
BRIDGET
(frowning)
I'm never gonna be that tall!
CONNOR
(nodding)
Exactly.
Bridget scoffs and Laurence chuckles to himself as he leads
Bridget away, pausing to lightly slap Connor on the shoulder.
LAURENCE
We'll see you later, son.
CONNOR
Yeah.
Laurence, Bridget, and the assistant walk towards an exit
sign at the other end of the hall. Prof. Marrus holds the
door open and Connor enters:
INT. MEDICAL LAB - ISOLATION ROOM - CONTINUOUS
The room is essentially bare, save a large tank, almost
resembling a coffin, with a thick mass of wires extending
from it to the wall across from Connor.
Connor kicks off his shoes and pulls his belt off of his
waist.
PROF. MARRUS
Is it odd, still pretending to be
related?
CONNOR
Not really. I've got birthdays and
Christmases and vacations all in my
head anyway. If it helps Bridget
not go Katie Ka-Boom, I don't mind.
He pulls off his shirt and takes his pants off, revealing a
pair of swim trunks underneath.
CONNOR
So how long am I going to be under?
PROF. MARRUS
It varies. At least six hours.
Bridget was so at peace we let her
go overnight for twelve.
CONNOR
And you can't see what's going on
in my head?
Connor opens the tank up. It's three quarters of the way
filled with water. He steps up a three-step ladder and steps
into it.
PROF. MARRUS
No, Tiffany and I monitor your
vital signs to make sure your body
is at rest. If anything like your
heart rate gets too high, we'll
pull you immediately.
Connor lays back and lets himself float.
PROF. MARRUS
Just relax and let your mind take
care of everything, okay?
Connor nods and Prof. Marrus shuts the lid of the tank.
INSIDE THE TANK
Connor clears his throat and closes his eyes. PUSH IN on his
face as the screen goes WHITE. We ZOOM THROUGH what appears
to be a sparkling tunnel of white light, completely with
appropriate WHOOSH sounds.
INT. TAXI - NEXT
CONNOR'S POV
The white light slowly fades into a blurry shot of the front
of a taxi and the back of the driver's head.
We slowly come into focus as the driver puts the car in park
and turns around. Through the front windshield, we see that
it's night time now.
NORMAL SHOT
Connor blinks and rubs his eyes, as if he just woke up from a
nap.
DRIVER
That'll be $15.25, pal.
Connor fishes out his wallet and pays the driver.
INT. TAVERN - NEXT
Connor enters a crowded, seedy dive of a bar. Everyone turns
to him and raises their glasses in a salute with a chorus of
"Hey!" like he's Norm from 'Cheers' or something.
Laurence, who looks like he's already had a few drinks,
stumbles over and wraps his arm around Connor's shoulders.
LAURENCE
(slurred)
Hey, sonny. Glad you could join us.
Come on, we're right over here.
Laurence leads Connor, with Connor actually supporting his
body weight, to a table towards the center of the bar. Connor
freezes when he sees who is there.
DANIEL HOLTZ, the younger pre-Quor-Toth version, holds up a
pint glass full of beer.
HOLTZ
A toast.
PUSH IN on the pint glass as another joins it in frame, this
one filled with a thick red fluid. PAN OVER to reveal ANGEL,
in full vamp face, cheekily grinning back at Holtz!
ANGEL
Allow me.
(clears throat)
Children wish fathers looked but
with their eyes; fathers that
children with their judgment
looked;...
Angel pauses and looks over to Connor, as does Holtz.
ANGEL
(grinning)
... and either may be wrong.
Holtz and Angel toast, slam, and drink.
PUSH IN on Connor's face as Laurence shakily raises his own
glass.
LAURENCE
(slurred)
Hear hear!
Laurence drains the rest of his glass, not seeing Connor's
utterly confused look in his direction.
BLACK OUT.
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN.
INT. GABRIELLA'S SHOP - SALES FLOOR
PIKE enters the shop, darting his head left and right.
ALICIA SINCAID, standing behind the cash register, perks up
at the new arrival, but that quickly fades when she actually
sees who it is.
PIKE
Your sister not working today?
ALICIA
Nah. She really shouldn't be when
she's-
GABRIELLA (O.S.)
Sick!
GABRIELLA steps out from the back room with a cup of coffee.
GABRIELLA
She's, uh, gonna be out a few days.
Pike visibly deflates with that news.
PIKE
Oh. Damn, I was hoping to catch her
today.
Gabriella and Alicia both blink in surprise.
ALICIA
You were?
PIKE
Yeah, I was. Gab, could I talk to
you in private?
Gabriella points behind her to the back room.
GABRIELLA
Sure. We can talk in the office.
Pike nods and walks around the counter and into the back
room. Gabriella grabs Alicia's arm.
GABRIELLA
(harsh whisper)
He still doesn't know!
Alicia looks down at Gabriella's grip on her arm, then back
up at Gabriella. Gabriella sheepishly lets her go.
ALICIA
Whatever. Kaia should've told him a
long time ago anyway.
GABRIELLA
Agreed, but that's her business.
Not ours.
Gabriella steps into the back room. Alicia rolls her eyes and
opens the cash drawer to count the money.
INT. GABRIELLA'S SHOP - OFFICE - NEXT
The office is barely the size of a walk-in closet. It has a
small safe on the floor and a desk built into the wall with
Gabriella's laptop on it.
Pike pours himself a cup of coffee from the small coffee
machine on the counter and takes a seat in a metal folding
chair.
Gabriella enters a few seconds later and shuts the door
behind her. She sits down in the plush office chair across
Pike.
PIKE
(rushed)
Okay, I want Kaia back and I need
your help.
Once again, Gabriella can only blink.
GABRIELLA
Uh...
Pike leans forward, resting his hands on his elbows.
PIKE
It hadn't really bothered me until
I dropped your watch off here the
other day. That was the first time
I'd seen or talked to her in
months. Since that thing with
Carmen when we kind of had it out.
GABRIELLA
Really? That long?
PIKE
Yep. And ya know it's cool hanging
out with you and talking 'bout
bikes, but... it's not the same.
Gabriella leans back in her seat and crosses her arms.
GABRIELLA
(offended)
Are you saying I was your rebound?
PIKE
No! Not like that, just, I miss her
and I hadn't realized how much.
(beat)
When we almost kissed that one time-
Gabriella tenses up at that recollection.
PIKE
I... I know it was my choice to
break up with her and I've been all
distant since, but I still felt
like I was cheating on her.
And that gets Gabriella to relax a bit, sagging her shoulders
down.
GABRIELLA
Why didn't you say that before?
PIKE
I didn't want to offend you or
stick you in the middle. I know you
two are tight.
He bows his head, struggling to articulate himself properly.
GABRIELLA
Hey, it's okay. I'm relieved, to be
honest. I... you two belong
together.
Pike looks up at her with hope.
PIKE
So... you'll help me?
GABRIELLA
Sure, but I'm not sure how.
PIKE
Just, give me an estimate here.
What are my chances? Has she asked
about me? Mentioned wanting to get
back together? Is she...
(gulps)
... is she seeing someone else?
GABRIELLA
Don't be stupid, okay? Of course
she wants you back. She was hurt
you stopped calling, admittedly.
Pike bows his head again.
GABRIELLA
But no, she hasn't mentioned dating
anyone else.
PIKE
(exhales; looks up)
Okay, so what do I do?
GABRIELLA
("duh")
Uh, maybe call her?
PIKE
Just like that? You think she'll-
GABRIELLA
(exasperated)
I don't know, Pike. I really don't.
And you're not going to if you
don't man up and call her yourself.
Pike sits up in his chair again and squares his shoulder.
PIKE
Okay. Cool. I'll just... call her.
GABRIELLA
Good.
A beat.
PIKE
Could I use your phone? She might
not take it if she knows it's me.
Gabriella sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose as we
WHITE OUT TO:
INT. TAVERN - NEXT
ARC AROUND the room as all the patrons are pounding their
fists on the bar tops and tables while chanting in unison:
PATRONS
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
The camera continues moving as the chanting continues. It
stops on Angel throwing back a pitcher filled with blood.
Some of it runs down the side of his mouth as everyone cheers
him on.
He finishes the pitcher and BELCHES while holding it up to a
round of applause from everyone but Connor.
An attractive female server passes by him. He grabs her, much
to her surprise, and bites into her neck! Connor raises up to
stop this, but Holtz grabs his arm and shakes his head.
The customers start pounding and chanting "chug" again as
Angel sucks the girl bone dry. Finally he drops her and HOWLS
to the ceiling as everyone chants:
PATRONS
Angel! Angel! Angel! Angel!
Angel smiles and takes his seat again while high-five'ing
Holtz and a still very much intoxicated Laurence.
HOLTZ
Well done, Angelus.
LAURENCE
(slurring)
Imma gonna go ooze da head...
And he slumps and falls right out of his chair, earning
laughter from all those around him.
Connor's gaze is fixed on the dead server laid out on the
floor. All the customers just step over her like she's a
spilled beer.
CONNOR
(angrily; to Angel)
You just... killed that girl!
ANGEL
Hi there. Vampire. We do that.
CONNOR
You don't... eat people. Not you.
That's Angelus.
ANGEL
Gus Savant ring a bell?
HOLTZ
Please, Stephen try and relax. How
often do we get to just enjoy being
fathers and son?
Connor leans back and across his arms. There's a full beer in
front of him with no moisture around the glass. A clear
indicator it's at room temperature and thus being nursed.
CONNOR
Never! That's the point!
He points back and forth between the two.
CONNOR
(exasperated)
Plus you two hate each other!
Holtz tenderly places his hand on Connor's shoulder.
HOLTZ
Of those of us here at this
table...
They all pause as Laurence tries to pull himself up to his
seat and falls back down. Angel snickers to himself.
HOLTZ
(clears throat)
... I'm certain you're carrying
enough hate for all. Now go on and
drink your ale.
Connor finally takes a sip of his beer and relaxes a bit.
CONNOR
It's not hate, it's just...
ANGEL
(waving his hand around)
Bitterness? Hormones? Not enough
sex in your life?
CONNOR
Hey!
ANGEL
What? I get it. You're angry. I
admit it, I was a crappy dad. I let-
(nods to Holtz)
-him take you to Quor'Toth, lied to
you, tossed you out on the streets,
basically did everything I could to
make sure you grew up wrong. You
want me to say I'm sorry? Fine, I'm
sorry. Okay? I'm sorry I was a
terrible father.
Angel picks up another pint of blood that wasn't there a
second ago.
ANGEL
(muttering)
Not like I had a good example to
learn from. You read the memoirs.
CONNOR
(beat)
I've made mistakes too. Dunking you
into the ocean wasn't a highlight.
Holtz chuckles to himself as he finishes his glass and picks
up a full one that, again, wasn't on the table a moment ago.
HOLTZ
I'd best keep my mouth shut then,
eh? All I wanted to do was use you
to exact my vengeance on Angelus.
CONNOR
You kept me alive in Quor-Toth.
Taught me how to fight. To track.
HOLTZ
All so you could kill Angelus. You
were a means to an end. Something I
didn't realize until my dying
breath. And for that, I'm sorry.
Laurence uses the table to pull himself up to his knees so
his head is peering over the top.
LAURENCE
Commor... I wuz a good daddy,
right? Even if I wazza not a human?
Connor swaps looks with Holtz and Angel, who both nod to him.
CONNOR
Yeah, dad. You were great.
Laurence holds up a finger.
LAURENCE
I'm number one!
And he's down again, taking a couple of the empty glasses off
the table with him. Angel snickers again and slaps the table.
ANGEL
Alright! Time to finish up the four
B's of male bonding.
CONNOR
Four B's?
ANGEL
(nods)
Yep. We've got banter-
(holds up a glass)
-brew-
(nods to the dead server)
-bitches-
(stands up)
-and brawling!
Angel spins the nearest man around and drops him with a
powerful punch! Two more men jump on Angel's back. Connor and
Holtz each rip one off and join in with the brawling.
Laurence finally gets back to his feet, albeit on shaky legs.
LAURENCE
Heyyy! I need more beer!
POW!
He's knocked down from a punch from a vampire in a leather
biker jacket and we FLASH CUT TO:
INT. PIKE'S APARTMENT - NEXT
Pike's sitting on his bed with his phone in his hands. His
thumb hovers over a button for a beat before he presses it
and puts the phone to his ear.
INTERCUT WITH:
INT. KAIA'S APARTMENT - BEDROOM - SAME TIME
Kaia's phone starts vibrating and sliding off of her
nightstand. KAIA herself moans and turns over in the bed, but
she can't reach the phone.
She rolls the opposite way to her back and butt slides across
the bed. The phone falls off the nightstand, but Kaia catches
it before it hits the ground and answers it without checking
the call screen.
KAIA
(groggy)
Hello?
(beat; no response)
Hellooo?
Pike startles like he was just day dreaming.
PIKE
Uh, hey.
KAIA
(blinks)
Oli?
PIKE
(nervous)
Yeah, it's me. How ya doing? I
stopped by the shop and Gab told me
you weren't feeling too well.
KAIA
Feeling too...?
(gets it)
Oh! It's just something I ate I
think. I'm fine, just didn't feel
like going in and I didn't have the
heart to tell her.
PIKE
(chuckles)
Clever. Listen, umm, I want to talk
to you about something.
Kaia sits up, suddenly on edge.
KAIA
(tentative)
Okay?
PIKE
In person, though. I know the last
night of the full moon is tonight,
so if you'd rather wait a couple of
days...
Kaia runs her hand over her (very) pregnant stomach,
contemplating.
KAIA
No, it's fine. I was supposed to
help Colby practice his control
tonight, but Alicia can cover that.
PIKE
Really?
(stands up)
Great! Well, I've got some errands
to run and I dunno how long that'll
take, but how about I give you a
call back with a time to meet up?
KAIA
That'd be great. Can't wait.
PIKE
Great! Me too.
There's a loooooooonnnnggg pause where neither says anything.
PIKE
Well, yeah, I guess I better get on
those errands.
KAIA
Oh! Right. I... I'll see you later?
PIKE
Yep. Bye.
They hang up.
END INTERCUT
Still in Kaia's apartment. She sets the phone down and
immediately grabs her hair.
KAIA
Breathe, Kaia. You can do this.
Before she can completely wig out, the doorbell RINGS. She
groans and rolls herself off of the bed, slides her feet into
a pair of slippers, and walks out into:
INT. KAIA'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
The doorbell rings again, at a rapid pace.
KAIA
Hold on! I'm coming! I don't move
that fast!
She opens the door to reveal JOSH SINCAID standing on the
other side sporting a huge grin.
JOSH
I know.
KAIA
(sighs)
Josh, what do you want?
JOSH
It's time, Kaia.
He clears his throat and hands an envelope to Kaia.
JOSH
Consider yourself served, Big Sis.
Kaia rips the envelope open.
KAIA
You taking me to court?
(reads the letter)
You can't be serious! Josh, I'm
eight and a half months pregnant!
JOSH
(sarcastic)
Oh, damn my terrible timing! Wish
I'd remembered before I went to the
Elders.
(shrugs)
Ah, well. It's all right there.
Kaia Sincaid, I hereby challenge
you to the rights of Alpha of the
Sincaid Clan. If you do not report
to the pit for our fight, you will
forfeit your position to me.
(beat; grins)
And be hunted down and killed.
Kaia steps back and SLAMS the door in Josh's face.
JOSH (O.S.)
(from behind the door)
See ya in a few hours!
We hear his footsteps and LAUGHTER as he walks away. Kaia
leans against the door and slowly slides down to the floor,
shock all over her face as we WHITE OUT TO:
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