EXT. WOODS -- FRIDAY MORNING
LYNDON is walking through the woods, searching again for the Box Lady’s missing box. After a minute, he spots a black-and-white CAT sitting on an overturned tree. Lyndon smiles and holds out his hand toward the cat.
LYNDONHi, kitty, kitty...
The cat looks at him. Lyndon advances slowly toward the cat, which jumps down and goes to another tree further off. Lyndon follows it.
LYNDONTsk, tsk, tsk. Kitty. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
The cat darts through the underbrush. Lyndon starts to move on. Suddenly, the cat screeches loudly. Lyndon runs through the underbrush toward the noise. He discovers a large pit filled with dark water and surrounded by mossy rocks. The cat is gone. On the edge of the pit, Lyndon sees a soggy cardboard box.
INT. CARTWRIGHT HOME -- KITCHEN -- MORNING
Close up of the table where ALAN is seated. The HOUSEKEEPER serves him a very fancy breakfast. Pan up to Alan.
HOUSEKEEPERThere you go, Mr. Cartwright.ALANThank you, Annie.HOUSEKEEPERJust the way you like it.
Alan lifts a piece of marmalade-covered toast to his mouth, then stops.
ALANCorn flakes.HOUSEKEEPERExcuse me?ALANSimple, yet delicious. And satisfying. That’s what I want, Annie. Corn flakes.HOUSEKEEPERWell, Mr. Cartwright, I don’t know if--
The doorbell rings, distracting the housekeeper.
ALANI’ll get the door, Annie. You work on rustling up some corn flakes. Remember, simple yet satisfying.
INT. CARTWRIGHT HOME -- FOYER -- MORNING
ALAN opens the front door, revealing JANET outside. She immediately throws her arms around him.
JANETOh, Alan, darling. I was so worried!
She kisses him.
JANETI was sick with worry. I thought you might die.ALANI’m fine. Come in.
INT. CARTWRIGHT HOME -- LIVING ROOM -- MORNING
ALAN and JANET enter. He takes her coat.
JANETYour poor head. It must have been awful for you being in hospital like that. What did they do to you?ALANVery little that I actually remember. I was in my office, and the next thing I knew, it was two days later.JANETThen you don’t remember my visits?ALANI’m afraid not.JANETI was with you every moment I could be. I couldn’t eat or sleep, I worried so. I finally had to spend yesterday in bed, from exhaustion.ALANWell, thank you. Janet, I want to share something with you.JANETYes?ALANSomething happened to me while I was unconscious. I still have vague images of being enclosed in total darkness. Surrounded by concrete walls that were closing in on me, shutting off the light, the air...JANETHow awful.ALANBut somehow, this has put me in touch with something deeper than I have ever known before, a depth within my being where spirit and world become one. And in the light of this new inner awareness, I took a look at my life, and it was not a pretty sight, I assure you.JANETDarling...ALANIt forced me to reevaluate the things that are important. And this insight was brought home to me yesterday. Some drive deep within me led me to my new Shadygrove development, and I was moved. As the trees were being cut down, I swear to you, I could hear them screaming. The entire forest was weeping, and I could hear it.JANETReally, darling, I...ALANIt was then that I knew what I had to do. I have to make a new start. I was given this second chance to make up for the death and destruction I have caused, and to do my humble best to preserve the fragile balance of our earth.YVONNE (O.S.)I don’t believe my ears.
Alan and Janet both look up, shocked by the interruption.
EXT. SHERIFF STATION -- MORNING
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- INTERROGATION ROOM -- MORNING
GALE and SALTARES are seated across from each other. A DEPUTY stands by the door.
SALTARESHow long am I going to be kept in here?GALEYou’ll have to take that up with the sheriff, Professor. I want you to tell me everything you know about Megan Thomas.SALTARESI thought so. I knew Megan from church, of course. She was involved with the youth groups from time to time. I’d have loved to have gotten my hands on her. She was a knockout, eh?GALEDid you ever mention the Medieval Re-creation Society or your cult activities to her? Did you ever discuss Llewellyn the Marauder with her?SALTARESOf course not. Megan was beautiful, but she was incorruptible.GALEWhat makes you say that?SALTARESWe can tell, believe me. We can always tell.GALEDo you think Millicent Collins might have discussed the cult with her?SALTARESI doubt it. They never really got along, those two.GALEI see. That will be all.
Gale stands and signals to the deputy.
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- LOBBY -- MORNING
GALE comes down the hall as SHERIFF emerges from the conference room carrying a stack of Megan’s drawings. The stack is almost too high for him. ABIGAIL is making coffee.
SHERIFFGood morning.GALEMorning, Bob. Do you need a hand?SHERIFFI think I got it, thanks. I’m taking them back to Mrs. Thomas. She asked that we return them as soon as possible.GALEOkay. Abigail...ABIGAILYes, sir?GALEI’m expecting a report from Agent MacNeil today, and it is vitally important that you contact me the moment it arrives.ABIGAILYes, sir. Only, is this a report like in an envelope or is it going to come over the phone, or maybe the fax machine, even though it doesn’t work very well ‘cause the paper always gets jammed between that little--GALEAbigail. It should come via special courier either this afternoon or this evening.ABIGAILYes, sir.
LYNDON enters through the front door, carrying the remains of the box, which has fallen apart from its sogginess.
LYNDONAgent Gale, I found it! I found the box!GALEGood work, Lyndon. Is this the box carried by the Box Lady?SHERIFFLooks like it.GALEOkay. Bob, run your errand and then meet me at the hospital. I want to test a theory.SHERIFFWhatever you say.GALELyndon, good work.
Gale shakes Lyndon’s hand, then Gale and Sheriff exit. Lyndon smiles at Abigail and shrugs. Abigail smiles back.
INT. HIGH SCHOOL HALLWAY -- MORNING
PENNY is opening the door to her new locker, which she shares with NICHOLAS, who walks up. They both change out their books while talking. Penny is angry.
NICHOLASHow’d you do on that test?PENNYI don’t know.NICHOLASWe sure studied long enough.PENNYYeah, right.NICHOLASWe’re still taking Blue Jean to the Lighthouse tonight?PENNYI bet you’re looking forward to it.NICHOLASHey, what’s wrong with you?PENNYYou didn’t have to pay quite so much attention to her all last night. I don’t like being ignored.NICHOLASI wasn’t ignoring you. Look, I’ve got a lot on my mind.PENNYI know. I’m sorry, Nicholas. How is Elliott? Any change?NICHOLASNot really. Now Kimmy’s in the hospital, too.PENNYWhat?NICHOLASYeah. She OD’d on her medicine cabinet.PENNYOh, Nicholas, I’m so sorry.
INT. BOX LADY’S HOSPITAL ROOM -- MORNING
Close up of BOX LADY wired to an EEG machine. She is unconscious. Pull back to reveal GALE, SHERIFF, and TERRENCE next to the bed.
SHERIFFWhat do you think is going to happen?GALEI’m not sure.TERRENCEIt’s impossible to tell with you, Agent Gale.
Gale takes the pieces of cardboard and lays them on the Box Lady’s chest. He gently takes her arms and lays them across the box. She begins to stir slightly.
BOX LADY(mumbles)Tempus...TERRENCEWhat’d she say?SHERIFFTempest?GALENo, “tempus.” Latin for “time.”SHERIFFTempus fugit.TERRENCEWell, I’ll be. Look at this.
They examine the readout on the EEG machine.
TERRENCEBrain activity jumped when she spoke. It’s dropped off again, but is still higher than before. At this rate, I’d say she should regain consciousness by tomorrow at least.GALEI need to know more. Ma’am?
Box Lady is unresponsive.
TERRENCEI’ll let you know when there’s any change.GALETempus. Time. Time...
INT. CARTWRIGHT HOME -- LIVING ROOM -- MORNING
ALAN and JANET are shocked as YVONNE TEMPLE walks into the room.
ALANYvonne, what are you doing here?YVONNEWell, I’m back in town for a week and I thought I’d drop in. I’m sorry if I’m interrupting...ALANNo, not at all. Janet, may I introduce Yvonne Temple. My ex-wife.JANETHow do you do?YVONNEA pleasure. Actually, I’ve come to talk about Duane. I received a letter from him a few days ago saying he was in prison.ALANYes, out eminent Sheriff Armstrong arrested him for drug trafficking. He was apparently involved with a girl murdered recently.YVONNEAnd he’s still in custody?ALANAt the time, it seemed the right thing to do. I thought it might teach him a lesson.YVONNEAnd you were always so good at that.ALANLook, I admit I haven’t been the best father, but I’ve changed. I see now that you were right, the environment is so fragile and so precious, and each of us has a duty to protect it.YVONNEI was an environmentalist long before it was fashionable, Alan. So it’s going to take more than words to make me a believer. And you were always so good with words, too. I’m sure you can relate to that, honey.JANETI don’t know what you mean.YVONNESure.ALANYou know, I had the feeling that there were forces at work here beyond us, and this proves it, you being here now, Yvonne. It’s fate. I want you to help me. Show me the way, and I will be your disciple.
Alan kneels in front of Yvonne. She laughs.
YVONNENow, there’s an interesting challenge.
INT. STEAKHOUSE -- FRIDAY NOON
GALE and DANI are having lunch. Dani runs her finger around the rim of her glass.
DANIAnd how is your current investigation going?GALEI’m afraid I can’t discuss it at this stage.DANII understand. Do you have any more leads on Patrick, where he might be?GALENot yet. We found evidence that he had been at Kimmy’s, though, as you suggested.DANIPoor Kimmy. She was always so... fragile. I’m sure Patrick drove her to it. If he didn’t actually drug her himself.GALEDo you really think that’s likely?DANII don’t know. I think he’s capable of anything.GALEI won’t let anything happen to you.
Dani looks Gale in the eyes.
GALEDani, I can see something in your eyes, some ancient pain that haunts you. I noticed it the first time I saw you. You don’t have to say anything. You don’t have to talk about it. But I know about the kind of blackness that can move in and surround us, like fog rolling in off the ocean. When we think we know what the world is, and what people are, and then everything changes, and we can’t see anything but the darkness.DANIIt was too long ago...GALEBut it’s with you now. And so am I.
Their hands meet on the table.
INT. MALL RECORD STORE -- NOON
ALBERT, on his lunch hour, is looking at Frank Sinatra discs. He runs his fingers over the titles. They remind him of Tuppence, and he struggles to maintain his composure. EMMA enters the store, wearing her white fur coat and sunglasses. Under her coat is a tight-fitting red dress. She saunters down the aisle across from Albert and flips through some of the discs, but is actually watching Albert. She picks up a box with a sexy woman on it and holds it up where he can see it, pretending to look at the label. Albert notices and looks up at her. Emma slides her sunglasses down her nose and smiles. Albert smiles politely, then goes back to looking at the Sinatra discs. Emma collects three discs, each with sexy women on the package.
EMMAExcuse me.ALBERTYes?EMMACan you help me decide what I want?ALBERTI really don’t know anything about that kind of music.
Albert again smiles politely and exits the store. Emma smiles to herself.
INT. MALL FOOD COURT -- NOON
ALBERT picks up his tray with his lunch and leaves the line. However, EMMA appears unexpectedly and he bumps into her, upsetting his tray. His lunch and beverage spill down the front of her dress.
ALBERTOh! Excuse me!
Flustered, Albert grabs some paper napkins and tries to dry her without putting his hands all over her. Emma acts surprised, but as he turns around for more napkins, she giggles to herself.
ALBERTI’m terribly sorry. I didn’t see you there. Ah, you’re soaked. I’ll pay for the cleaning. Your coat. I’m so sorry.EMMANow, now. There’s no need for that. But you must have lunch with me. I insist.ALBERTWell, I... Well, all right.
Emma closes her coat and takes Albert by the arm.
EXT. SHERIFF STATION -- FRIDAY AFTERNOON
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- INTERROGATION ROOM -- AFTERNOON
SHERIFF and DUANE are seated at the table, while GALE stands.
SHERIFFAll right, Duane. We need to know if you know where Patrick might be hiding out. Did he have any favorite places to lie low?DUANEI don’t know, man. Try his cabin.GALEWe did. He’s not there, Duane.DUANEWell, I don’t know where he is. He could be anywhere, man. There’s motels from here to Hell’s half acre and he could be in any one of them.GALEYou were his distributor, Duane. You know how to get ahold of him, and if you want to get out of here, I’d suggest you start cooperating.DUANEHey, back off, man!SHERIFFCome on, Duane, tell us what you know.DUANEI got a number. I call it and he calls me back. It’s for emergencies.SHERIFFAll right, Duane. We’re going to have you call that number tomorrow. We want you to set up a meeting with Patrick. Now, Agent Gale and I are going to give you a wire, so we can monitor your conversation. Then, we’ll move in and capture Patrick. Do you understand?DUANEHey, man, whatever you say. The sooner I get out of here, the better, ‘cause I got some business of my own to take care of, and it’s way past due.
Duane cracks his knuckles. Gale and Sheriff exchange glances.
INT. KENT’S HOME -- AUNT ELSPETH’S ROOM -- AFTERNOON
Close up of Aunt Elspeth inside her vacuum chamber. There are fresh roses stuck between the red and blue lights. Pull back to reveal KENT sitting in a rocking chair looking at the weird, high-tech sarcophagus. JAMES enters.
KENTShe knows.JAMESWhat?KENTJanet. She knows about Aunt Elspeth. I don’t know how.JAMESDon’t worry about it. I know all about Janet.KENT(makes strangling gestures)I feel so... violated! I just want to... I want to...JAMESListen to me. She took advantage of you. And she corrupted you. Now you have to make her pay for it. It’s the only way you’ll find peace.KENTYes...JAMESWhen she’s lying at your feet and pleading for mercy, then your soul will be purified. Do you trust me?KENTYes.JAMESThen we can have revenge on her.KENTHow?JAMESI have a tape. It’s Janet talking to someone on the phone, her co-conspirator. She lays out her whole plan. Marry Cartwright, have you kill him, then kill you.KENTShe’s evil.JAMESIt’s up to you to punish her.KENTI will. I want to... so much.
INT. JAIL -- AFTERNOON
A DEPUTY escorts ALAN to the cell where DUANE is being held.
DUANEDad!ALANDuane, son.DUANEI mean, you’re out of the hospital. Nobody told me.ALANDuane, I’ve been thinking about you sitting here in this prison, cut off from the light of day, from the cool crispness of the winter air, and it’s not right.DUANEWell, thanks a lot.ALANI’ve decided to post bail and have you released.DUANEWhat? Why? I mean, what, is this the sheriff’s idea or something?ALANNo. Why do you say that?DUANEWell, what’s the deal? Why the sudden change of heart?ALANI’ll explain when we’re home. I’m afraid you’ll have to wait till morning, though. It’s the best I can do.DUANEHey, no problem.ALANDuane, your mother is in town.DUANEOh?ALANI think she’s coming to see you later this evening.DUANEOh.ALANLook, she has always done what she thought was best.DUANEYeah. Why are you sticking up for her, all of a sudden? What is it with you, man? I never know where you’re coming from! Jeez!ALANI know this is all difficult for you, Duane. I’m just beginning to see the world in a new light, and I’m trying to get readjusted. Your mother is a good woman, and she cares about you. She’s been greatly wronged all these years, and I’m trying to make amends for that.DUANEOkay, okay. Man!
Duane hits his head against the bars. Alan is startled.
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- LOBBY -- AFTERNOON
As ALAN exits the building, a COURIER enters with a big envelope and goes up to ABIGAIL at her desk.
COURIERAfternoon.ABIGAILHello. May I help you?COURIERSure can. Just need your pretty little signature.
Abigail signs for the envelope and he hands it over.
ABIGAILCould I interest you in a chocolate candy bar to benefit the Festival of Lights next weekend? They’re only a dollar and you get a coupon for a free hot fudge sundae redeemable at all participating Royal Dairy stands and restaurants, like the one up two blocks north, turn left and go to the second driveway not counting the one that doesn’t go anywhere.COURIERSugar, you got yourself a deal.
He gives her a handful of change, which she puts on her desk and counts out by sliding each coin into her hand. Then she gives him a candy bar. He smiles and exits the building. Abigail takes the envelope to Sheriff’s office.
INT. SHERIFF’S OFFICE -- AFTERNOON
SHERIFF is seated at his desk, with GALE sitting in front of it. ABIGAIL knocks and enters.
GALEThis is the transmitter that Duane will wear. We tape this part to...ABIGAILAgent Gale? Excuse me, Sheriff. But, Agent Gale, you wanted to know right away when the report came from Agent MacNeil...GALEYes, Abigail. Thank you.
She hands him the envelope.
GALEWould you leave us, please, Abigail?ABIGAILYes, sir.
GALEThis is it, Bob. Just like Christmas.SHERIFFWhat have you got?
Gale opens the envelope and slides out a folder, which he looks through as Sheriff looks on.
GALEHmm. Damn. Nothing unusual about the sample of mud from the Astronaut’s footprint. Ah, the forensic report on the scene of Megan’s murder. Bingo!SHERIFFWhat is it?GALEBits of skin were found under Megan’s fingernails from a male between 18 and 25 years old, and a rag found in the garbage contained both Megan’s blood and pubic hairs from the same male individual.SHERIFFThe killer.GALEUndoubtedly. Duncan says there’s enough to do a DNA comparison with a suspect.SHERIFFDo you have one?GALENot yet, Bob. Not yet.
INT. LIGHTHOUSE -- FRIDAY EVENING
A local hangout, with a woman on stage singing dreamily in front of a small back-up band. There are many people dancing on the dance floor, and other sitting around the perimeter at tables and at the bar. The atmosphere is dark and moody. Smoke hangs heavy in the air. JAMES and KENT enter and go up to the bar. The BARTENDER is a pretty redhead, whom James smiles at as they sit down. She smiles back. James takes a paper napkin and wipes off the bar in front of him, then wipes off his hands with a fresh napkin.
KENTI don’t know about this. I mean, I don’t really feel like--JAMESIt’ll do you good. You’ve been through a lot in the past couple of days, and you need to relax and unwind. Trust me.
Across the room, NICHOLAS, PENNY, and JEAN enter.
NICHOLASWell, this is it.JEANThis is so exciting. Thank you so much, you guys. I was afraid I wouldn’t get out much during my stay. This is such a relief.NICHOLASNo problem.
The three of them sit down in a booth. A WAITRESS brings them a basket of peanuts. Jean watches the people dancing and is oblivious. Nicholas manages to get her attention.
NICHOLASHey, earth to Blue Jean. Come in.JEANOh, I’m sorry.PENNYSo you’re from Cincinnati?JEANYeah, I grew up right on the river. It’s really nice.PENNYUh-huh.
Jean looks at the dancers again.
NICHOLASI think somebody wants to dance. Come on.JEANOh. Sure, thanks.
Nicholas and Jean get up. Penny squints at them as they go to the dance floor. Nicholas and Jean dance. At the bar, James turns around and watches the people dancing. Then he spots Jean in the crowd. He strains for a better look, and she moves in and out of view as people bustle around her. James gets up.
KENTWhat’s the matter?JAMESI’ll be right back.
James moves into the crowd of dancers, walking toward Jean. She sees him coming and is unsettled by his advancing toward her with a strange sort of look on his face. She stops dancing. Nicholas does too and turns around, seeing James.
NICHOLASOh, man. James! Jean, this is James. He was a friend of Megan’s from church, right? This is Megan’s cousin, Jean Bellew.JEANIt’s nice to meet you, James. My friends call me Blue Jean.JAMESJean.JEANI’m sorry if I startled you. I know I look a lot like Megan.NICHOLASIt’s amazing, isn’t it?JAMESOh, right. Yes, an uncanny resemblance.NICHOLASHey, why don’t you two dance together? I’ll go get Penny.JEANSure. James?
Jean starts dancing again. James joins in awkwardly. Nicholas goes back to the booth, but Penny is gone. Nicholas is frustrated.
INT. MAPLE LODGE -- EVENING
A rustic meeting hall filled with the noises of many people socializing. Men and women dressed up in Wild West costumes mill about. A large poster by the entrance advertises the Annual Festival of Lights to be held on Valentine’s Day. ROSEMARY and OREGON enter and take off their coats. Oregon is dressed in a resplendent cowboy outfit.
ROSEMARYThis is so exciting! I haven’t been out in ages. I’m so glad Kent came home, or I wouldn’t have been able to come.OREGONNow, didn’t I tell yew that boy’d mosey on home when that prairie floor got a mite hard for sleepin’?ROSEMARYI just get so worried about him. Such terrible things happen these days.OREGONWell, I reckon sometimes it just seems that way, little lady.
They go into the main hall. There are several tables set up with crafts for sale. Rosemary stops at one displaying turquoise jewelry.
ROSEMARYOh, I love this stuff!OREGONWell, blow off my barn doors! Dan and Don Barrett! What in tarnation are you two doin’ here?
DAN and DON, behind the table, turn around and are happy to see Oregon.
DANHey, Oregon! What the hell’s up?DONWe rolled into town on Tuesday, man!OREGONBlew into town, more like. Darlin’, I want you to meet the Tumbleweeds of the Turnpike, Dan and Don Barrett. They done pulled my keester outta the fire more times ‘n I can tell.ROSEMARYNice to meet you. This stuff’s just lovely.DANHey, thanks, man. The girls make it, and we sell it to pay expenses, you know? It works out pretty cool.ROSEMARYI guess so. And what do you guys do?DONHey, we inspire the girls, right?DANThey get so inspired, they can’t walk straight!
The three men laugh uproariously. Rosemary rolls her eyes and goes back to examining the jewelry.
EXT. SHERIFF STATION -- EVENING
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- LOBBY -- EVENING
GALE and SHERIFF come out from Sheriff’s office.
GALEI think I’ll turn in early tonight. Looks like it’s going to be a tough weekend.SHERIFFRight, once we--
Sheriff sees YVONNE exiting the building. She turns and looks at him, then hurries out.
Sheriff rushes after her. Gale is surprised.
EXT. SHERIFF STATION -- EVENING
YVONNE is at her car, trying to hurriedly get the door unlocked. SHERIFF runs up to her.
SHERIFFYvonne, what are you doing here?YVONNEBob, I...
She gets the door open.
SHERIFFIt’s good to see you...YVONNEDon’t...SHERIFFLook, let’s talk. Let’s go somewhere. Yvonne...YVONNEI don’t want to hurt you.
She gets in the car and pulls away. Sheriff steps out after it and stands in the middle of the parking lot as she drives off. GALE comes up to him and hands him a cup of coffee, patting him on the shoulder.
INT. MAPLE LODGE -- FRIDAY NIGHT
On a stage at one end of the hall, a microphone is on a stand in front of a heavy red curtain. The EMCEE walks out to the mic. ROSEMARY, OREGON, DAN, and DON are among the audience standing in front of the stage.
EMCEEYour attention, please. Could I have your attention. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the February meeting of the Old West Preservation Society. For those of you who are guests this evening, we hold our meetings on the first weekend of every month, and we’d like to see you next month, too. It’s just a couple days of crafts, square dancing, good food, and great people, as we try to recapture the excitement and innocence of a bygone age. And tonight, we have a very special treat for you, ladies and gentlemen, a guest who has graced our stage before and delighted us with his lore -- the renowned storyteller, Chief George Brownturtle!
The curtain parts, revealing GEORGE BROWNTURTLE, a very old man in traditional Indian garb, sitting down on the floor of the stage. The audience sits down on the floor as well. Rosemary feels awkward, but Oregon helps her get settled. The murmuring of the crowd quickly dies down.
BROWNTURTLEIn the Old Time, all the people lived in harmony with the Earth, and each drop of water that fell from the sky was pure and uncorrupted. This allowed the spirits to dwell in the water, and they made men’s hearts strong and true when they drank of it. This is the way it was until the days when the white man came to the land. There was no harmony for the white man, for he sought to make himself the master of the Earth. But he only became her enemy. The white man was more fiendish than the Great Trickster himself, for his way was to poison what he could not possess. The waters became corrupted and the spirits were driven out. Therefore, men’s hearts became like the leaves of the trees, strong and resilient in the summer, withering in the autumn. Into this corrupted world was born a mighty warrior, and his name was Pontiac. Amidst the chaos created by the white man, Pontiac became a great chief and united many tribes. Pontiac knew the corruption brought by the invaders. He saw the white men killing each other because they spoke different languages, and he saw the rivers of white settlers flowing from the east. He heard the empty promises of each side in the white men’s war. Pontiac knew the white man had to be driven out before the land could heal. Pontiac raised a mighty army of the bravest warriors from the northern lakes to the southern sea and attacked the white man’s armies. For three summers, the warriors’ hearts remained supple, but Pontiac’s heart grew dry and brittle. His eyes were dazzled by the enemy’s shining gifts, and his ears were filled with the enemy’s soothing flattery. Thus, Pontiac betrayed his people and became indolent, until a warrior who served the enemy slew the great chief and brought shame to his people. But the white man had a victory over the people deeper than this, for they had become like him.
The half-moon shines through a stand of maple trees.
A lonely intersection is illuminated only by flashing red traffic lights.
EXT. TWINSBURG INN -- NIGHT
INT. TWINSBURG INN SUITE -- NIGHT
JANET picks up her telephone.
JANETYes, I’d like to make an international call. London, England.
INT. GALE’S ROOM -- NIGHT
GALE is making an audio recording.
GALEHad lunch today with a beautiful woman, Roseanne, Dani Clapsaddle. She’s bright, intelligent, and yet there’s a haunting quality to her eyes, traces of mystery so deep that no agent of the Bureau, no matter how diligent, could uncover. I find that she touches me in ways I could not begin to imagine when I first came to this hidden corner of the world. Still waters run deep, Roseanne, and Twinsburg is no--
The tape shuts off abruptly. Gale is surprised.
He rewinds the tape a ways.
GALE (V.O.)--sketch of Llewellyn the Marauder done by Megan--
He rewinds the tape some more.
GALE (V.O.)--remind me to find out what kind of soap that is in my room at the inn. What an incredible scent--
He rewinds the tape some more.
GALE (V.O.)--silicon ear-pillow earplugs. One must be prepared for any eventuality. It is February 4th and this is me, Martin, signing off.
There is a click.
ASTRONAUT (V.O.)Deep within the Maple Trees the Brown Turtle knows the Passage.GALE (V.O.)Wait!
Gale stops the tape and rewinds it a little bit.
ASTRONAUT (V.O.)Deep within the Maple Trees the Brown Turtle knows the Passage.
Gale stops the tape and squints.
INT. TWINSBURG INN SUITE -- NIGHT
JANET is on the phone.
JANETDarling? Yes. No, we’ve got problems. Things are getting beyond my ability to deal with them. No, I need you here. You’ve got to come to Twinsburg.
Special Agent Martin Gale, 34. FBI agent.
Sheriff Robert Armstrong, 36. Sheriff of Twinsburg.
Jean Bellew, 19. Megan’s lookalike cousin.
Alan Cartwright, 50. Real estate developer, mall owner.
Penny Gardner, 17. High school senior.
Duane Cartwright, 18. High school senior, Alan’s son.
Lyle Terrence, 62. Local doctor.
Rosemary Clapsaddle, 40. Owns pastry shop/catering service.
Nicholas Grey, 17. High school senior.
Kent Clapsaddle, 16. High school sophomore, Rosemary’s son.
Abigail Voigt, 24. Sheriff’s secretary.
Dani Clapsaddle, 29. Rosemary’s sister-in-law.
Janet Flynn, 39. Twinsburg native returned from England.
James Clapsaddle, 18. High school senior, Rosemary’s brother.
Lyndon Pfiffer, 26. Deputy.
Gabriel Saltares, 44. College professor.
Albert Collins, 48. Lawyer.
Emma Corbett, 25. Mysteriously rejuvenated woman.
Box Lady, 53. Local eccentric.
Yvonne Temple, 36. Environmentalist, mother of Duane.
Oregon Blackthorn, 35. Wild West enthusiast.
Dan Barrett, 30. Motorcyclist, twin of Don.
Don Barrett, 30. Motorcyclist, twin of Dan.
George Brownturtle, 103. Native American mystic.
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