7x13
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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 INT. UTF VAN - MORNING 1
SONIA drives with KIRSTEN alongside as the van speeds through
the LA streets.
SONIA
You're sure about this?
KIRSTEN
Positive. First place she'll go is
right back there as fast as her
stubby little legs can take her.
Sonia glances at her, then turns her attention back to the
road ahead as we CUT TO:
2 INT. W&H - LINDSEY'S OFFICE - MORNING 2
LINDSEY is sitting stoically behind his desk, going over
another round of paperwork when HOLLAND enters the room with
LILAH. Both of which are looking pleased with themselves.
Lindsey glances up, unimpressed.
LINDSEY
What happened, Lilah? The boss
making you come up and apologize?
LILAH
Something like that.
She smiles back to Holland.
LILAH (cont'd)
Can I tell him?
HOLLAND
Be my guest.
Lilah walks over to Lindsey's desk and leans over it.
LILAH
Despite your best efforts to delay
the inevitable, your ten o' clock
is here.
LINDSEY
I don't have a ten o' clock.
HOLLAND
You do now.
Lindsey only glances back between the two.
LILAH
The Regional Heads will be arriving
any minute now.
HOLLAND
We want you downstairs to meet them
when they arrive.
Lindsey drops his pen on the desk and forces a half-smile.
LINDSEY
Fine. I've got nothing to hide.
3 EXT. W&H - MINUTES LATER 3
Hiding around the corner of the building, EVE occasionally
glances out from her spot alongside a partially concealing
tree. Hoping to spot Lindsey.
A beat before Lindsey comes walking out of the building,
buttoning up his snazzy jacket and running a nervous finger
through his hair.
That's her cue. Eve dashes out from behind the tree.
EVE
Lindsey!
Lindsey stops at once, glaring confoundedly at her, but
before he even has the chance to acknowledge her, three elder
men exit a long, jet black limousine.
The REGIONAL HEADS. They all appear distinguished, like
statesmen, and Lindsey has neither the time nor the gall to
make them wait.
He meets them at the door of their car and shakes each of
their hands.
LINDSEY
Right this way, gentlemen.
He escorts them in the building, never even glancing back to
Eve. She almost begins crying as she stares at him walking
away.
EVE
(whimpering)
Lindsey...
Her breathing becomes heavy and her eyes are watery as we
FADE TO:
4 EXT. OVERPASS - LATER 4
A UTF VAN SQUEALS onto the bridge and as soon as it comes to
a halt, Kirsten and Sonia jump from the vehicle and run to
the edge. There they find --
Eve standing timidly on the edge, looking down sadly at the
passing cars.
KIRSTEN
Eve...
She doesn't even look up.
SONIA
Honey, what are you doing?
Still nothing.
SONIA (cont'd)
Look, I know I hit you and after
what we did to you, we're the last
people to talk you off of the
ledge, but we really need for you
to come down from there.
Finally:
EVE
He didn't even acknowledge me.
KIRSTEN
Who? Lindsey?
Sonia and Kirsten exchange looks as Eve stands motionless.
KIRSTEN (cont'd)
No offense, but he is kind of...
Evil.
She turns around violently from the edge.
EVE
No he's not! Everything he does is
for only one of two reasons, to
stop the senior partners or to kill
Angel! He isn't evil!
She turns back around.
EVE (cont'd)
(to herself)
He was never evil.
Sonia shoots Kirsten a menacing glare. Kirsten only shrugs.
SONIA
Regardless of whether or not
Lindsey is evil, his bosses do plan
on killing a lot of innocent
people.
EVE
Then he'll stop them!
SONIA
He may not be able to without your
help.
Eve slowly looks back from the ledge.
SONIA (cont'd)
I know that Lindsey has spent years
studying the partners and he was
probably the expert on them, but
now, whether you like it or not...
You are.
Eve starts crying again.
EVE
I never wanted this. The
knowledge. The pain.
(beat)
Losing Lindsey.
Finally, Kirsten steps forward a few steps and:
KIRSTEN
Look, Eve, I know you don't like us
and what we did to you, but take it
from someone who knows... The love
of my life was also a Wolfram and
Hart CEO.
Eve looks back, surprised by the revelation.
KIRSTEN (cont'd)
He took Angel's place when he left
and the same thing happened that
happens to everyone that works for
those bastards. He was betrayed.
That's already happened to Lindsey
before and it's about to happen
again if you don't help us. If you
care for him, or ever cared for
him, you'll help us to figure out a
way to stop this all from
happening. And then maybe we can
find a way to save Lindsey from
himself.
Eve wipes the tears from her eyes.
EVE
You promise that Angel will help
him?
Kirsten and Sonia exchange doubtful glances for a moment.
They turn away from each other just in time for Eve to miss
it.
SONIA
We'll do everything that we can.
Eve reluctantly takes a step back as the girls help her down
from the ledge. As they do, we --
-- PULL BACK from the scene to a bird's eye view. And from
there, we --
5 INT. W&H - CONFERENCE ROOM - SAME 5
-- PULL BACK from the television screen to find Holland
watching it all unfold before his eyes. He quickly dials a
number on the phone and:
HOLLAND
This is Holland Manners. Have my
team assembled at the following
location...
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
6 INT. UTF VAN - DAY 6
Sonia drives again as Kirsten sits with Eve in the back of
the vehicle, a blanket draped round her shoulders.
EVE
Where are we going?
SONIA
Back to the others. You're safer
there.
EVE
(bitter)
Allegedly.
KIRSTEN
Hey! Less of the back talk, more
of the helping us with what we need
to know.
Eve looks away - she knows she's got no choice, but that
doesn't mean she has to like it.
Kirsten looks to Sonia, but notices her glancing several
times in the rear view mirror.
KIRSTEN (cont'd)
What is it?
SONIA
I think we're being followed.
Kirsten cranes up to look out through the van's tinted rear
windows.
KIRSTEN'S POV:
Just normal traffic - until a BLACK VAN edges out from behind
a slower-moving car,
ON SCENE:
Kirsten glances at Eve, but she isn't listening.
KIRSTEN
What do you want to do?
SONIA
Hang on, I'm gonna try and lose
them.
KIRSTEN
Are you sure that's-
Sonia suddenly YANKS the steering wheel to the right!
7 EXT. HIGHWAY - NEXT 7
The UTF van SCREECHES to the right, cutting across two lanes
of traffic and disappearing down a side street.
The black van tailing them guns its engine, accelerating
round the corner in pursuit.
8 EXT. SIDE STREET - NEXT 8
Sonia's van barrels towards us, jinking around parked cars as
the black van closes in.
The van BOUNCES over the kerb with a shower of SPARKS from
its undertray, veering to the left.
9 INT. UTF VAN - NEXT 9
Sonia fights to stay in control, pulling the wheel hard to
the right as the van begins to skid back towards the
approaching highway.
KIRSTEN
Sonia!
SONIA
Quiet!
Her face twisted in concentration, she manages to steady the
van again and aim it at the next intersection.
SONIA (cont'd)
I'm gonna drift across the highway,
so hold on!
EVE
To what?
Sonia slams her foot down, and we CUT TO:
10 EXT. SIDE STREET - NEXT 10
The highway is seconds away, the UTF van racing towards it
and leaving the black van behind.
SLAM! Another BLACK VAN speeds in and RAMS into Sonia's van
side on, both vans careening off the road.
11 INT. UTF VAN - NEXT 11
The girls are thrown around the van's interior as the UTF van
beaches itself on the kerb.
12 EXT. SIDE STREET - NEXT 12
The two shattered vans come to a rest, the UTF van sporting a
huge dent in its side while the second black van's entire
nose is crumpled.
Hold on the scene for a moment as SMOKE pours from damaged
radiators, until we CUT TO:
13 INT. W&H - CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY 13
Lindsey is sitting in the conference room with Holland, the
Regional Heads, and Lilah. He's leaned back in his chair,
managing a calm and collected facade.
The Regional Heads are going over a series of notes as they
unpack their briefcases. A few moments later and:
REGIONAL HEAD #1
Are we ready to begin?
There are no objections.
REGIONAL HEAD #1 (cont'd)
Good. Just for the record, we
would like it to be said that we
are here to determine any acts of
duplicity, disloyalty, or
insurrection - that is specifically
mentioned in the standard company
contract - on behalf of Lindsey
Heath McDonald, CEO of the Los
Angeles branch of Wolfram and Hart.
(beat)
Now, let us begin.
He nods and concedes the floor to his colleague.
REGIONAL HEAD #2
The allegations against you, Mr.
McDonald, are not few, nor are they
anything but vast in contrivance.
We will hear from both sides of the
argument before we make our
decision and report back to the
partners for their verdict. We
have a-
Holland's cell phone rings. He quickly plucks it from his
pocket and glances at the number. And then back to the
Regional Heads.
HOLLAND
If you'll excuse me.
REGIONAL HEAD #2
Certainly.
Holland leaves the room as he continues:
REGIONAL HEAD #2 (cont'd)
So, to begin the proceedings, your
charges will be announced. They
are as follows...
14 INT. W&H - CORRIDOR - SAME 14
Holland closes the door behind him and answers the phone.
HOLLAND
I hope you have good news for me.
(beat)
Good. No, that won't be necessary.
Just kill them all.
15 INT. W&H - CONFERENCE ROOM - SAME 15
Lindsey is watching Holland through the window, paying little
attention to the Heads. He reads Holland's lips as he says
"KILL THEM ALL. ESPECIALLY EVE."
REGIONAL HEAD #2 (O.S.)
Do you have anything in the lines
of your defense that you would like
add at this time?
Lindsey doesn't answer.
REGIONAL HEAD #1
Mr. McDonald?
He finally glances back.
LINDSEY
No.
The Heads all exchanged bemused glances.
REGIONAL HEAD #2
Very well.
Just then, Holland makes his way back into the room.
HOLLAND
I'm terribly sorry, but I'll have
to excuse myself for a few more
moments.
REGIONAL HEAD #3
As long as you're back at the
conclusion to act as a witness.
HOLLAND
I wouldn't miss it.
The second Head starts back with his words, but it's all
faded in the background by this point. Lindsey doesn't hear
a word of it as he watches Holland disappear down the
hallway.
16 INT. W&H VAN - SAME 16
Sonia, Kirsten, and Eve are sitting in the back of the
vehicle. Each of them are handcuffed and shackled to a bar
on the floor.
Several of the Wolfram and Hart OPERATIONS TEAM are sitting
throughout the van, heavily armed.
Sonia is leaned in closely to Kirsten.
KIRSTEN
So... I was thinking a plan might
be nice.
SONIA
Yeah, well I might pull one out of
my ass if my hands weren't cuffed
together.
Kirsten frowns.
KIRSTEN
We've got to limit your Spike time.
(beat)
You still got your preternatural
strength that kills by the dozen?
SONIA
Single digits, maybe.
KIRSTEN
So if I can get us a key, you can
take care of these guys?
Sonia studies them for a moment.
SONIA
Piece of cake.
Kirsten nods and takes a deep breath. She eyes the
OPERATIONS OFFICER in front of her and starts to situate
herself to kick him against the wall. Before she can,
however --
-- The van SCREECHES to a halt, nearly throwing all three
girls into the floor. They wait for several moments as they
watch the OFFICERS in front throwing up their hands, before
the back door FLIES OPEN to reveal --
-- A team of FBI AGENTS, pistols drawn.
The team leader, AGENT VAUGHN, holsters his handgun.
AGENT VAUGHN
(to girls)
Come with us, please.
The girls swap bemused looks.
17 INT. FBI SUBURBAN - MINUTES LATER 17
The girls are getting their handcuffs off in the suburban
when Sonia finally speaks up.
SONIA
Okay, what the hell just happened?
AGENT VAUGHN
We were contacted and brought in to
secure you ladies from the custody
of Wolfram and Hart and to
rendezvous at a secure location in
a secure sector.
KIRSTEN
And that means --
AGENT VAUGHN
Angel called us.
The girls exchange smiles of relief as we FADE TO:
18 INT. FBI SAFEHOUSE - KITCHEN - LATER 18
Kirsten enters the kitchen to find WESLEY standing alone at
the sink. When he hears someone coming, he quickly hides the
bottle of whiskey behind the microwave.
KIRSTEN
So what's the deal?
Wes tenses up, sure that he's busted.
WESLEY
Pardon?
KIRSTEN
Why are we not pumping Eve for all
she knows right now?
He relaxes a bit.
WESLEY
Oh, well we're waiting for Angel to
get back from the airport. With
things being so desultory as of
late, he thought it best that we
call Kate in.
KIRSTEN
Probably a good idea.
WESLEY
Indeed.
They stand in silence for a moment before:
KIRSTEN
So, you mind if I have a pull off
that whiskey?
Wes stares back at her and finally forces a chuckle.
WESLEY
I didn't do an inordinately great
job of hiding it, did I?
He pulls the bottle out from behind the microwave and Kirsten
takes a swig.
KIRSTEN
The hiding spot was fine. But it's
going to take something stronger
than that aftershave to cover up
the smell.
(beat)
You miss her, don't you?
WESLEY
As strange as it may sound, I
suppose that I do.
She hands the bottle back to him and he takes a drink, then
passes it back.
WESLEY (cont'd)
After all this time, I know better
than anyone that she wasn't Fred,
but --
KIRSTEN
She was all you had left.
WESLEY
Yes.
KIRSTEN
Believe me, I know the feeling.
After James died, I didn't think
I'd find anything to fill the void.
But then we found the kids. And
they became the one thing that I
kept me looking forward to the day.
Wes forces a smile.
WESLEY
They were quite the distraction,
weren't they?
She takes another drink.
KIRSTEN
And now they're gone too. And
Lorne. I know I didn't know him,
but from the little time I spent
with him, I could tell he was a
good guy. One of you.
WESLEY
One of us.
Kirsten manages a smile at that.
WESLEY (cont'd)
Lorne was the genuine article. He
didn't possess superhuman strength
or any fighting skills to speak of,
but when it came time to buckle
down and save the world, we knew
where he would be.
KIRSTEN
How do you do it? I mean, I've
been fighting with you guys for
almost a year now and I haven't
felt like we've won yet.
WESLEY
It gets easier.
KIRSTEN
How?
WESLEY
Eventually you win one. And then
another. And eventually another.
And that helps put into perspective
all the things that you've lost, by
carrying on in their memory.
Because the moment that we lie down
to die, that's when their death
becomes in vain.
Kirsten takes another drink as she hands it back to Wes.
KIRSTEN
You're some kind of poet. You know
that?
He holds the bottle up for a swig, but finishes with:
WESLEY
I have my moments.
He forces a smile before another sip.
19 INT. FBI SAFEHOUSE - LIVING ROOM - LATER 19
Wes, Kirsten, Sonia, Eve, and a handful of AGENTS are sitting
throughout the living room when ANGEL and KATE enter, Angel
pulling his jacket from over his head.
They both shake off a few bags as Kate goes to speak with her
Agents.
ANGEL
So, what'd I miss?
SONIA
Waiting on you, boss.
ANGEL
Good. Then let's get started.
Eve...
Eve rolls her eyes in a depressing manner and stands up from
her seat.
EVE
Trust me, Angel, you don't want to
hear this. You can't take it back
after you've seen what I've seen.
And it's far from pretty.
ANGEL
I've got a strong stomach. Let's
go.
Eve takes a deep breath.
EVE
Fine.
ANGEL
Wait, where's Spike? And Gwen?
Just then, SPIKE hurries through the door, jacket over his
head, as the Agents each go for their guns.
KATE
It's okay. He's one of ours.
GWEN follows Spike in through the door as he puts the jacket
back to normal.
ANGEL
Where the hell were you guys?
SPIKE
Where you told us to be.
(motioning to Eve)
Looking for the Garden of Evil.
Oh, and by the by, it's common
courtesy to phone the others when
you've found said Evil so they can
call off their search.
SONIA
I called you like three times.
Your phone was turned off.
Spike pulls out his phone and looks at it.
SPIKE
Oh.
(beat; coughs)
Carry on.
Spike goes over to sit down beside Sonia, Gwen on his other
side.
Angel looks over to Kate, who is still in conversation with
her Agents.
ANGEL
Kate?
KATE
We've got a last minute operation
that I need to take care of. You
mind if I borrow one of yours?
ANGEL
If you need help --
KATE
This is important and you need to
be here. I just need a little
extra back up for a few minutes to
take care of this.
Sonia quickly stands up.
SONIA
I'll go!
KATE
That works for me. Angel?
Angel nods.
ANGEL
You guys just be safe and make sure
that you're not followed.
KATE
I work for the government now. If
we screw up, we screw up big. A
tail is the least of our worries,
trust me.
ANGEL
Good to know.
Sonia follows Kate and her two Agents to the door.
SONIA
(to Angel)
We'll be careful.
Angel nods and forces a smile before he looks over to Eve.
ANGEL
That's your cue.
EVE
Alright, but when you guys start
crying, don't say that I didn't
warn you.
ANGEL
Just start your damn story.
Eve sighs as we FADE TO:
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