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INT. COMMAND CENTRAL - LAB - AFTERNOON
CU on Frank's closed eye.
CHAD (V.O.)
He's about to get a serious wake-up
call.
Frank's eye snaps open. He sits up. His hair is messed up. He
has a cut on his left temple, and his shirt has a few rips.
He turns to locate Lon, who lying to his left, unconscious on
the floor. He reaches out his left hand and nudges Lon's
foot.
FRANK
Lon?
Lon gives no response. Frank nudges again.
FRANK (CONT'D)
Lon?
Still no response from Lon. Frank hits Lon's foot hard.
FRANK (CONT'D)
Lon!
Lon sits up, startled.
LON
Coming, Father! I was just...
Lon blinks his eyes and looks around for a beat, getting his
bearings.
LON (CONT'D)
Oh... yes.
FRANK
You okay?
Lon pats himself down. He has a few small cuts on his face
and looks a little roughed up.
LON
Other than the fact that I'm lying
on the floor covered in glass, it
would appear so.
FRANK
Good.
Frank glances at his watch and then to the demon device still
laying on the floor. He rubs his head.
FRANK (CONT'D)
That thing must be some sort of
stun grenade. We've been out for
hours.
Frank stands. He offers a hand to Lon who takes it and pulls
himself up. Frank and Lon look around, surveying the damage.
The camera PANS to show broken glass and damaged equipment.
Frank's gaze lands on Lon, turning into a glaring scowl. Lon
turns to notice Frank's expression.
LON
What?
(beat)
Oh! You can't seriously think this
was my fault!
Frank's eyes narrow.
LON (CONT'D)
You're the one who dropped the
artifact!
FRANK
You were crowding me! And those
arms should have been re-calibrated
months ago!
The two men glare at each other for a few seconds.
LON
Placing blame is getting us
nowhere.
FRANK
(nodding)
You're right. Stay here and salvage
what data you can. I'll check the
rest of the base for damage.
Lon nods. Frank walks to the door and exits. As soon as he
leaves-
LON
(quietly)
Butterfingers.
FRANK (O.S.)
I heard that!
Lon grimaces as we:
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INT. FRANK'S DINER - AFTERNOON
Vi and Mike walk in the door carrying backpacks.
MIKE
I wonder what Frank's got on the
grill. I'm starving!
VI
You're always starving.
Mike takes a big sniff and frowns.
MIKE
(annoyed)
I don't smell any food cooking!
At that moment Frank exits from the kitchen.
FRANK
I'm afraid you'll have to fend for
yourselves.
Vi and Mike turn to Frank. They immediately notice his
disheveled appearance.
MIKE
Dude! What happened to you?
FRANK
Little mishap with that device we
found last night.
VI
Are you okay?
FRANK
Yeah, but the lab's a wreck. Lon's
down there trying to straighten
things out.
VI
Does he need a hand?
FRANK
Nah. He lives for stuff like that.
Besides, it was his fault anyway.
The bell over the door chimes as Tamsin enters. Frank and
Tamsin lock eyes for a second. Frank gives her an apologetic
smile. She approaches the counter.
TAMSIN
(to Frank)
Alright.
FRANK
Hey.
Mike nods for Vi to follow him into the kitchen. She gladly
follows.
TAMSIN
(deadpan)
You look like crap.
A beat passes between them. The corners of Tamsin's mouth
turn up into a grin. Frank grins back.
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INT. FRANK'S DINER - KITCHEN - CONTINUOUS
Mike and Vi are busy eating potato chips. The refrigerator is
moved back, revealing the stairwell to the secret base. From
the stairs, Lon enters. They both nod to him.
LON
I assume you know about the
accident.
The pair nod their affirmatives while they continue to eat.
LON (CONT'D)
Oh! Please don't let me interrupt
you then.
Carry on stuffing your faces with
crisps. I'll just get back to work
then, shall I?
Lon pushes open the kitchen door, exiting out into the diner.
Vi looks at Mike. He gives a nonchalant shrug and stuffs
another handful of chips into his mouth.
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INT. FRANK'S DINER - CONTINUOUS
Lon enters from the kitchen, talking as he walks in.
LON
Frank! We're in trouble! That
device...
Tamsin and Frank are at the far end of the counter talking.
Tamsin turns around to see her brother. A look of pure terror
crosses his face.
LON (CONT'D)
(chilly)
Oh, my dear God.
Lon stops dead in his tracks. He grabs his head as if he is
in agony.
Tamsin rushes toward him. Lon holds up his hand.
LON (CONT'D)
Get away!
Shocked, Tamsin stops.
FRANK
Lon!
Lon shakes his head and blinks his eyes. He lowers his hands,
seemingly okay.
LON
(calmly)
Headache. I'm alright now.
Frank eyes Lon suspiciously for a beat.
TAMSIN
It's been a long day. Why don't you
sit and rest for a bit?
LON
(firmly)
I said...
Lon looks at Tamsin, his eyes are cold and empty.
LON (CONT'D)
...that I'm okay!
Lon LEAPS at Tamsin. His hands wrap around her throat. He
stares at her intently as he tries to CHOKE her. Shocked,
Tamsin grabs at his hands as she gasps for air.
Frank leaps into action. He GRABS Lon's left arm, trying to
pull him off Tamsin. In a quick motion, Lon lets go of
Tamsin's throat with his left hand and, with seemingly super
human strength, THRUSTS his elbow back, connecting with
Frank's nose.
Frank stumbles back, tripping and falling to the floor. Lon
immediately returns his hand to Tamsin's neck. Tamsin is
turning red as she continues to struggle.
The kitchen door opens as Mike and Vi enter, Mike still
carrying the bag of chips.
VI
What's all the ruckus?
Seeing the situation, Vi runs over to Lon. She grabs his arms
and jerks them from Tamsin's neck. Tamsin sucks in a huge
breath.
Lon angrily tries to escape Vi's grip to get back to Tamsin.
LON
Let me go!
Frank picks himself off the floor.
LON (CONT'D)
Let me go!
FRANK
(to Vi)
Take him to the brig!
Vi nods and drags Lon through the kitchen door.
CU on Tamsin, stunned, she rubs at her throat.
CU on Frank with a concerned look on his face.
CU on Mike as he crunches on a mouthful of chips.
Frank moves to comfort Tamsin. He takes her in his arms and
gives her a big hug.
FRANK (CONT'D)
You okay?
Tamsin pushes back a little, looking Frank in the face.
TAMSIN
Of course I'm not okay! My brother
just tried to bloody kill me!
(beat)
It's that infernal device. He was
trying to warn us.
Frank's brow furrows.
FRANK
I don't get it. Why all of the
sudden? I've been with him for
hours... and nothing. Aside from
the usual whining and complaining.
Tamsin starts to cry softly. Frank again hugs her tightly.
FRANK (CONT'D)
Hey. Hey. It's gonna be okay. We'll
find a way to fix this thing. He's
family. We don't give up on family.
Tamsin pulls back, her teary eyes looking up at Frank.
TAMSIN
You mean that?
An embarrassed look comes to Frank's face as he understands
the meaning of Tamsin's words.
FRANK
(sincerely)
Yeah.
(beat)
You were right about me this
morning. I don't want Tyler to
leave. I was just being a...
TAMSIN
(lightly smiling)
Stupid, macho, pig-headed, git?
FRANK
(small chuckle)
Something like that. And you were
right to call me on it.
I'll make things right. Even if I
have to sit on him to make him
listen to me.
Through the window, Tamsin sees Tyler approaching.
TAMSIN
(nodding toward the door)
Talk of the devil.
The BELL over the door rings as Tyler enters.
Tamsin gives Frank a pat on the chest.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
I'll see you downstairs in a bit.
She walks a couple of feet toward the kitchen and turns back
to Frank.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
Good luck.
Frank gives her a slight smile as she turns back and
continues on into the kitchen.
Mike, who is still eating chips, runs to Tyler.
MIKE
Dude! You totally missed it. Mr.
Belvedere just freaked out and
tried to off his sister.
TYLER
(confused)
Huh?
Frank approaches. He unceremoniously nudges Mike out of the
way.
FRANK
(to Tyler)
We really need to talk.
TYLER
(turning away from Frank)
Frank. We've been over this.
Frank winces, touching his hand to his forehead. Mike cocks
his eyebrow at Frank.
FRANK
(to Tyler)
You need to listen to what I have
to say.
Frank winces again grabbing his head with both hands.
TYLER
Fine.
Tyler turns to face Frank. Frank smiles. Suddenly, he rears
back and PUNCHES Tyler.
BLACK OUT.
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
INT. FRANK'S DINER - EARLY EVENING
Tyler rocks back as Frank's fist makes contact with his jaw.
Mike LEAPS at Frank, knocking him off his feet. The two ROLL
to the floor.
Dazed, Tyler steadies himself by grabbing a table.
Frank THROWS Mike off of him and jumps to his feet.
TYLER
(rubbing his jaw)
What the Hell's wrong with you?!
I'm already moving out! You don't
have to get physical.
MIKE
(to Tyler)
Dude! He's gone crazy! Just like
Lon!
Tyler looks to Mike and then back at Frank, an unsure look on
his face.
FRANK
(overly friendly)
Don't listen to him, kiddo. Come
here and give your uncle a big hug.
Mike stands.
MIKE
(to Frank; threatening)
Get away from him!
FRANK
(sarcastically)
Or what? You gonna mousse me to
death?
MIKE
(frowning; defensively)
It's not mousse... it's pomade.
And... no.
Frank smirks as Mike looks frantically around the diner. He
spots a FIRE EXTINGUISHER on the wall a few feet away.
Squinting his eyes, he reaches his hand out to it. The
extinguisher starts to shake. Frank turns toward the sound.
Suddenly, it magically comes off the wall mount. It FLIES
about a foot, only to suddenly fall to the ground.
Frank turns back to Mike, an evil smile on his face. Mike
shrugs his shoulders and gives a sheepish grin. In a flash,
Frank grabs a chair and SMASHES it over Mike. The chair
explodes into pieces as Mike hits the ground unconscious.
Tyler is frozen in place with shock. Frank turns his
attention back to Tyler.
FRANK
Where were we? Oh, yeah. I was just
about to kill you.
Frank runs at Tyler. Tyler runs up the stairs toward the
upstairs apartment. Frank follows, but as he passes the door,
he flips the sign to "closed", pulls out his keys and locks
it.
He crosses over to the counter. Laying his keys down, he
reaches behind the bar and pulls out a large KNIFE. He turns
back to the stairwell and continues up the stairs.
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INT. FRANK'S APARTMENT - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
Holding the knife in front of him, Frank creeps slowly up the
stairs which lead into the apartment's hallway. It's four
doors, two on each side, are shut.
FRANK
(singsong)
Come out, come out, wherever you
are.
Frank slowly approaches the first of the hallway's doors. He
reaches out and grabs the knob and slowly twist.
Knife in front, he throws open the door.
Camera shot of Vi's empty bedroom.
Frank looks into the room for a second then moves on to the
opposite wall to door #2.
Again, he reaches out slowly, grabs the knob, and throws the
door open.
Camera shot of the empty bathroom.
Frank again moves to the opposite side of the hall to door
#3. He throws the door open.
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INT. FRANK'S APARTMENT - SPARE BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
Tyler, holding the FUTON mattress in front of himself as a
shield, charges Frank.
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INT. FRANK'S APARTMENT - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
Frank slashes at Tyler with the knife, cutting the futon.
Stuffing spills out, but it serves as adequate enough
protection to allow Tyler to KNOCK Frank forcibly back into
the wall.
Frank hits the wall hard, knocking framed pictures off the
wall with a loud CRASH. The knife goes flying out of his hand
as he goes down, stunned. Tyler runs back down the stairs.
INT. FRANK'S DINER - CONTINUOUS
TYLER tumbles urgently down the stairs, his face a mask of
desperation.
Glancing quickly over his shoulder for Frank, he runs toward
the front door. He pushes it. Locked! Hearing footsteps on
the stairs, he darts toward the kitchen.
Instead, he doubles back and dives under one of the booths'
tables.
Frank enters from the stairwell, slowly walking across the
diner. He pauses briefly to glance down at the motionless
figure of Mike as he passes.
Tyler holds his breath as Frank stops in front of his table.
CU on Tyler's terrified face. His eyes dart to an object on
the counter.
CU on a set of keys laying on the counter top.
Frank looks around the diner for any sign of Tyler. Something
catches his eye. In the mirrored surface of a metal napkin
dispenser sitting on the counter, he sees movement behind
him.
Frank pivots at the waist and looks down.
Under the table, he sees Tyler's feet as he attempts to pull
them in closer.
A small grin crosses Frank's face. He continues on toward the
kitchen. Once directly out of Tyler's line of site, he pushes
open the kitchen door.
Instead of entering the kitchen, Frank quietly doubles back
behind the booth Tyler is hiding under.
Tyler quickly crawls out from under the table and grabs the
keys from off the counter. He moves quickly to Mike, stooping
beside his fallen friend.
OVER THE SHOULDER shot of Frank as he watches Tyler from
behind.
Tyler grabs Mike by the arm and pulls him into a standing
position.
With his unconscious friend's arm over his shoulder, Tyler
quickly turns to head for the door. He runs smack into Frank
who is now standing right in front of him.
Frank smiles at his nephew.
An expression of fear crosses Tyler's face.
Frank's smile turns into a cruel snarl as he lunges at Tyler.
Tyler dodges to his left and runs past Frank with Mike in
tow. Frank turns and GRABS Mike by the shoulder, spinning the
duo around.
Frank PUNCHES Tyler hard in the face. Tyler grabs his nose,
dropping Mike to the floor in the process.
Frank rears back for another punch, but Tyler is quick to
react and KICKS him in the groin. Frank goes down hard.
Tyler glances from Frank lying on the floor in pain to Mike
lying motionless.
TYLER
(to Mike)
Sorry, bud.
Tyler turns to run from Frank, but Frank grabs him by his
ankle. Tyler falls to the ground. In a flash, Frank is on top
of him.
They roll to the right, slamming into a table. The table's
legs crumple causing it to turn on its side. Silverware,
ketchup bottles, and metal napkin dispensers hit the floor,
raining down on the two as they fight.
Tyler rolls on top of Frank as they struggle.
TYLER (CONT'D)
Frank!
Frank stares up at Tyler, his eyes cold.
Frank rolls on top of Tyler, pinning his nephew to the floor.
TYLER (CONT'D)
Frank! Please!
Frank's only response is to give a chilly laugh.
TYLER (CONT'D)
You don't want to do this!
Mike's eyes flutter open. His brow furrows.
FRANK
But it's so much fun!
Tyler appears to be on the verge of tears as Frank continues
to hold him down.
TYLER
Uncle Frank! Please! Stop!
FRANK
Okay. I'll stop.
(beat)
Right after this.
Frank reaches out and picks up one of the fallen napkin
dispensers. He raises it high. Tyler's eye's widen with fear.
Frank slams the object towards Tyler's head. Suddenly, a foot
KICKS the napkin dispenser out of Frank's hand. Frank quickly
turns to see who is there.
Above the two stands Mike, fire extinguisher in hand. Before
Frank can react, Mike SWINGS the apparatus down at his head,
striking Frank in the temple.
Frank rolls off Tyler, slumping on the floor unconscious.
Mike throws the fire extinguisher down. He looks down at
Frank. Tyler looks up at Mike.
TYLER
(gratefully)
Thanks.
Mike offers Tyler his hand. Tyler grabs it and is pulled into
a standing position.
MIKE
(nodding)
Nobody messes with my best bud.
Mike gives Tyler a wink and an affectionate punch in the arm.
MIKE (CONT'D)
Besides...
(looking down at Frank)
...bitch hit me with a chair.
Tyler also looks down at Frank, nodding, as we:
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INT. COMMAND CENTRAL - MEDICAL BAY - LATER
The medical bay is very similar in appearance to the lab room
where the explosion occurred. It is filled with high-tech
medical equipment and two beds.
Lon, bound by restraints and looking very agitated, lies on
one bed. Frank, still unconscious, lies on the other. Each of
the two have electrodes attached to his head.
Tamsin walks over to Frank with a syringe in hand.
Tyler, Mike, and Vi watch anxiously.
Tamsin turns away from Frank, her syringe now full of blood.
FADE TO:
MONTAGE
ON a CENTRIFUGE as it spins blood.
ON Tamsin as she drops blood onto a slide, puts it on a
MICROSCOPE and studies it.
ON Tyler who is looking on, an anxious look on his face.
ON Mike as he approaches Tyler and gives him a friendly pat
on the shoulder.
ON Vi as she escorts the now conscious Frank into the holding
cell already occupied by Lon.
END MONTAGE
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INT. COMMAND CENTRAL - MEDICAL BAY - LATER
Tamsin studies a set of brain scans on a computer screen in
front of her. Mike, Tyler, and Vi stand behind her.
TAMSIN
No sign of concussion or brain
damage as far as I can tell. I'm no
doctor, after all. But according to
the computer, there doesn't appear
to be anything wrong with them
physically.
(beat)
Other than the rather large bump on
Frank's head.
Mike gives a sheepish grin.
VI
So why did they go postal?
Tamsin hits a button and the image changes to a picture of
the demon device.
TAMSIN
From what I could piece together of
Lon's post-detonation data, the
device programs its victims with
homicidal intentions toward anyone
who shares a similar DNA structure.
Mike, Tyler, and Vi look uneasy.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
That's why Lon attacked me and
Frank went after Tyler.
MIKE
He wasn't exactly "first-time"
gentle with me either.
TAMSIN
I'd suspect that's only because you
got in his way.
TYLER
(to Mike)
Thanks again for that, by the way.
Mike smirks in Tyler's direction.
TAMSIN
It's a brilliant concept. Why
engage in battle with an enemy clan
when you can get them to wipe
themselves out.
Tamsin hits another button. Now appearing on the screen is
live video of Lon and Frank in a holding cell.
In the foreground, Lon paces around like a caged tiger while
in the background, Frank simply leans, hands behind his back,
on the wall next to the cell door. The lower corner of the
screen displays in small letters "Recording".
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
Now that we know what we're dealing
with, we just have to find out how
to reverse it... or things may be a
bit awkward come the next family
reunion.
CU on the monitor displaying Lon and Frank.
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INT. COMMAND CENTRAL - HOLDING CELL - CONTINUOUS
Lon continues to pace back and forth.
LON
(talking to himself;
annoyed)
This is utterly ridiculous. I
shouldn't be in here. How do they
expect to solve this without me?
I'm the smart one! Who are they? A
freakishly strong girl and an
irrational, annoying, air-headed
poof, that's who! And Tamsin,
she... Tamsin....
Lon stops walking. A look of pure hatred comes to his face.
His eye twitches. It passes and he resumes pacing.
LON (CONT'D)
I shouldn't be in here...
His monologue fades as the camera PANS over to Frank still
leaning calmly against the wall, hands behind his back.
The camera PANS behind him. CU on his hands. Hidden from the
surveillance camera's view, he has an access panel open and
is twisting wires around.
A cold grin comes to Frank's face as we:
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INT. COMMAND CENTRAL - MEDICAL BAY - LATER
Tamsin is looking at the books that Lon was studying earlier.
Tyler is looking at the monitor watching Lon and Frank. Vi
sits in a chair looking board.
TAMSIN
Damn!
She slams the book closed causing Vi and Tyler to jump.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
I wish I'd taken that refresher
course in ancient languages as Lon
suggested.
Vi cocks her eyebrow at Tamsin.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
(to Vi)
Tell him I said that and I'll deny
it.
Mike enters rubbing his temples. All eyes turn to him,
hopeful expressions on their faces.
MIKE
Kat and the PTB posse were their
usual helpful selves. So, in other
words...
(shrugging)
...I got nuttin'.
TAMSIN
(slight chuckle)
At this point Lon would ostracize
you for your horrid use of the
English language.
A sad look crosses Tamsin's face. Her lip quivers. She turns
away from the group.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
(irritated)
I can't do this.
In an instant, Vi is standing at her side.
VI
Don't say that! You're doing great!
Tamsin shakes her head and gives a sarcastic chuckle.
TAMSIN
Am I? You bloody well could have
fooled me!
(beat)
The funny thing is that I've always
wanted to do this, ever since I was
a girl. Father's stories of demons
and vampires made it seem so
exciting.
(beat)
But the truth is, as a Watcher, I'm
absolute pants.
Mike and Tyler move closer.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
(almost to herself)
The moldy books, the prophecies...
None of that every really meant
anything to me. It was the action
and intrigue of it all that
attracted me. Lon's the clever one,
even if Father never saw it. He's
the one who should be here.
(dropping her head)
Not me.
Vi approaches Tamsin, reaching for her as if she is about to
hug her. Instead, Vi suddenly GRABS her by the shoulders,
spins her around, and gives her a big SHAKE.
VI
Look, sister! You might be a sucky
Watcher, but you're the best we've
got! So shut down this pity party
and get back to work!
Stunned looks all around. Tamsin slowly starts to smile. Her
smile turns into a grin and then a laugh. Vi also starts to
laugh. They are soon joined by Tyler and Mike.
TAMSIN
(chuckling)
Nice pep talk.
VI
(shrugging)
You pick up a few things being a
Slayer.
MIKE
(to Vi)
I was beginning to think that the
device had affected you too.
TAMSIN
It doesn't work that way. It tunes
into your...
Tamsin pauses. A light bulb goes off in her head.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
The device! Where is it?
Vi and Mike look at each other, confused.
VI
Still in the lab?
TAMSIN
Get it! Carefully!
Vi and Mike once again look at each other as we:
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