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THE COMMONWEALTH PROTECTION BUREAU

by

Cole J. Davis


























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Cole J. Davis

colejacobdavis@gmail.com






SCENE 1 . NIGHT
-

INT. THE
BLACK CABANA
-



HISTORIC GAS TOWN
-

VANCOUVER CANADA
-




1986




(
THE RUBY BEES, A FEMALE
JAZZ QUARTET


PERFORM ON STAGE
-

A GROUP
OF WOMEN




SAT AT A TABLE LAUGH
-

CLINK
UTENSILS ON



PLATES
-

GENERAL PUB SOUNDS
-

A MAN ENTERS




FROM THE STREET
-

LIGHT
RAIN
-

A DOOR OPENS


AND SHUTS
-

RCN CAPTAIN
COLE JACOB





BILLINGTON IS SAT AT THE
BAR
-

CHAIRS ARE


PUSHED BACK FROM TABLES
-

PATRONS HEAD



UP TO THE BAR TO ORDER
DRINKS
-

REBECCA




JONES ENTERS FROM THE
STREET
-

LIGHT RAIN
-



THE DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS
-

REBECCA TAKES




A SEAT NEXT TO COLE AT THE
BAR.)


REBECCA JONES: (WELSH ACCENT) (CLOSE) “We need to be on the move Captain. There’s
been reports of a bizarre sexual encounter with something, not quite hu
man.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: Come on Rebecca. It’s my night off. Besides; this

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sounds like some sort of drug fuelled hallucination. I'll grant you, it could be a
case of non
-
con, be that as it may; give it to the local municipal cops to handle."


REBECCA JONES: "Cole, you are full of surprises."


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: "How's that?"


REBECCA JONES: "I thought the phrase 'bizarre sexual encounter' at least would peak
your interest."


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: "Ah, so this is a pity th
e freak moment, eh? I do have
more than a one track mind, you know Rebecca. When are you people going to grow up?
My Goodness woman, it's nineteen eighty six. I’m getting bloody sick and tired of
this. You know, sometimes I really do miss my own time, wher
e I could be myself without
having snide jokes thrown my way on a daily basis. I may have been hated due to my
half Garconer heritage; at least I didn't have to fear being knocked down for whom
I liked to take to my bed. I had the respect of the galactic c
ommunity for being paired
up with Horatio Domini. Everyone loved Horatio, he was one of a kind, a true star.
But not now. Now, I've got to live through it all. I've got to face the scorn and the
derision on a daily basis. That's not even including you folk
s at the Commonwealth
Protection Bureau, and your 'kick the freak' party games. Sometimes I really wish that
things were different. Come on then. If we're going do this, then let's do it now."



(
COLE

GETS TO HIS FEET
-

HELPING REBECCA


DOWN AS WELL.)


REBECCA JONES: "And the rest was silence."


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: "Come on then, where's this sexually rambunctious alien
of yours Rebecca
?"


REBECCA JONES: "It's not my alien, Cole."


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (SNORTS) "Of course not. What was I thinking? It's not
your alien, it's the property of the CPB. After all, we can't just leave things be,
can we? Isn't that right, Rebecca?"


RE
BECCA JONES: "Don't take your dark mood out on me, Captain. I was not hired to deal
with your rotten attitude. All I've ever done was try to be your friend. You've done
nothing but give me the cold shoulder from day one. I don't know what I've done to
earn

your wrath. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you don’t like the Welsh.
But knowing your history, how it was the people of northern Wales whom fought the good

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fight to save the lives of your people, I know that can’t be it. I'm a good person;
I don't d
eserve this, Cole. You need to get your act together, stop pissing on where
you work. I'm sorry you're lonely. I feel bad that you're home sick. And I know that
you miss Cecil. But that's life Cole, people die. You have to stop pushing everyone
away. Shutt
ing out anyone whom could be your friend, perhaps make your life a little
more worth living, and help you to forget, even for just a tiny bit how alone you truly
feel."


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (CLOSE) "So that's what you're after, eh Rebecca? Sorry
,
its not going happen. I'm not interested. Not this time. Not as long as you work for
the CPB. I'm not going there again. I've been burned too many times by dipping into
the company pool. It's just not worth it. As for why? You know why, you know my histo
ry,
you know I've had just about enough for any human being to crack. I'm not putting myself
through that ever again. It's just too much. First I lose my gorgeous, sweet Emily
to the flu of all things. Then Cecil gets transferred to Ottawa, and finally pas
ses
into the great beyond. Cecil understood me in ways nobody else ever could; he knew
what it was like to be considered a freak. Now he’s gone, forever. You want to go
around thinking that I'm a bastard for not caring? I can't afford to care. Life
continu
es on, passing me by, while I stay the same, never changing for decades, so
I'm just left in the dust, while everyone around me becomes just that
-

dust.”



REBECCA JONES: (CLOSE) "Oh Cole, I don‘t think you‘re a bastard. I know you aren‘t.
You wouldn’t be
in so much pain if you were. It's hard, isn't it; being so far from
home?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Where I come from, I‘d be considered a mere child,
when the average full blood Garconer lives for five centuries or more. Of course, half
my parents
’ generation were killed by Human raiders, so it was probably shortened
to three centuries, come to think of it.”


REBECCA JONES: “I wish I knew how to help you Cole. I wish that you’d finally realize
that people do care about you, that they want to make
your life better."




CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: "Don't. Just don't. I don't want to talk about it
Rebecca. This was supposed to be my night off. I didn't figure that I'd spend it chasing
down an alien on the prowl."


REBECCA JONES: "Alright, alright.
If you don't want to talk about it, we don't have
to talk about it."


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: "Much obliged."


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REBECCA JONES: "I just want you to know Cole, that if you ever need to talk to someone,
I'll be there. And really Captain, as much as your

huge ego would like to protest
anything less, I'm really not interested. You're too high maintenance for my tastes."



(
COLE GRABS A HANDFUL OF
PEANUTS FROM A



JAR ATOP THE BAR
-

STUFFING
A FEW IN HIS


MOUTH.)




"Oh Cole! Were you born in a barn? Seriously, the lack of manners that I've seen you
disp
lay is simply atrocious."


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: "You'd never know, would you?"


REBECCA JONES: "You can't be serious. What was I saying a moment ago about you being
too high maintenance? Strike that, what was I ever thinking?"


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB

BILLINGTON: "Oh Rebecca, don't take it so hard. You know me, you
need to take everything that I have to say with a grain of salt."


REBECCA JONES: “
You know Cole, people do talk.



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON:

Eh?





(
COLE SHOVES ANOTHER
HANDFUL OF PEANUTS


INTO HIS MOUTH.)


REBECCA JONES:

I heard a rumour from a little bird that beneath that rough exterior

of this vicious Queen act that you

ve been pulling off for the last little while,
is actually a very nice Human Being.



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON:

That
’s half Human, thank you very much. And that
guy’s gone. Wasting energy pretending to be kind just

isn’t worth it any more.”


REBECCA JONES: “
I don
’t believe that for a second. I’ll be waiting for that decent
man to come back. I know he will, Cole. Everyone changes, nothing remains the same.
Otherwise, what would be the point?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILL
INGTON: “
You do that Rebecca, but y
ou’ll be waiting an awful
long time.”


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REBECCA JONES: “That’s alright. I’m willing to wait, I’m a patient woman, because’
I know that he’s in there somewhere, hiding from the world; just waiting to reappear
when he feels
ready to rejoin the Human race. His part in it, anyways.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “
How sweet. I think someone
’s got herself a crush.”



(
COLE PULLS HIS RCN
OVERCOAT CLOSER TO




HIS BODY.)



"Let's go."



(
COLE GUIDES REBECCA TO THE
ENTRANCE
-




PASSING THE TABLE OF WOMEN
-

ONE GI
GGLES


AT COLE.)




REBECCA JONES: "Cole, give it a rest, why don't you? This is the reason why the two
of us would never work

out. You have the attention span of a gnat. How any of your
exes ever managed to put up with you, I'll never know."


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: "Oh now, we were having such a lovely time of it. You're
just jealous, you want me Rebecca. Go on, tell the

truth. I won‘t judge."


REBECCA JONES: (SNORTS) "Believe what you want, Captain. Meanwhile, out there in the
real world, there's an alien on the loose."


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: "Rebecca, Rebecca, Rebecca. What would I ever do without
you, eh?"


REBECCA JONES: "Lose your head, most likely."


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: "Don't even joke about that."


REBECCA JONES: "Alright already, I get the point."



(
COLE AND REBECCA EXIT THE
BLACK CABAN
A
-



THE DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES
-

LIGHT RAIN.)



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FADE.






SCENE 2 . NIGHT
-

EXT. THE
BLACK CABANA
-



HISTORIC GAS TOWN
-

VANCOUVER CANADA
-




1986




(
WE HEAR THE CLICK OF
REBECCA’S HEELED


BOOTS ON THE PAVEMENT
-

LIGHT RAIN
-

LIGHT





TRAFFIC
-

REBECCA AND COLE
WALK TOWARDS


THE CPB ’S COMPANY JEEP
PARKED AT THE




CURB.)



REBECCA JONES: “Come now, Captain.

Cheer the hell up. It can’t be that bad, surely?”



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Problem with the breaks, I see.”



(
COLE HEADS AROUND TO
UNLOCK THE DOOR OF


THE JEEP.)




REBECCA JONES: “Shut it, Captain.”



(
WE HEAR COLE SETTLE INTO
THE DRIVER’S



SEAT
-

COLE REACHES OVER TO
UNLOCK THE




PASSENGER SIDE DOOR FOR
REBECCA
-



REBECCA OPENS
THE DOOR.)




CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (GROWLING.) “Get in; let’s get this over with so that
I can go home early.”



(
WE H
EAR REBECCA SETTLE
INTO THE


PASSENGER SEAT
-

SHUTTING
THE DOOR.)


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FADE.




SCENE 3 . NI
GHT
-

INT. JEEP
\

EXT. HISTORIC GAS



TOWN
-

VANCOUVER CANADA
-

1986








WE HEAR THE CLICK OF A SEAT
BELT
-

THE PULL


OF A SHOULDER STRAP
-

A
SECOND CLICK OF A


SEAT BELT.)



REBECCA JONES: “Tetchy, aren’t you?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “This has not been one of my better weeks.”


REBECCA JONES: “So I’ve noticed. Perhaps you could do us all a favour and not make
it so bloody obvious?” (PAUSE.) “Geeze,
somebody’s touchy tonight.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Enough Rebecca; I’ve had it up to here with you and
the rest of the whole bloody CPB’s snide comments.”


REBECCA JONES: “Okay!”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Oh look, here’s an Abominable Snow
man eating the
dockworkers of good ol Vancouver. However will we stop him; I know, let’s send in
the pet freak to deal with it.”


REBECCA JONES: “Now Cole be fair, you know that was an accident. Nobody thought that
the thing would actually attempt to swall
ow you whole. Just be glad that it didn‘t
like the smell of Garconer.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Oh didn’t they? Don‘t think that I didn‘t catch
that dig at my heritage, missy.”


REBECCA JONES: “Captain, you are incorrigible.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BI
LLINGTON: “That’s why you love me so much.”


REBECCA JONES: “You wish!”



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(
COLE TURNS THE KEY IN THE
IGNITION
-

PUTS


THE JEEP INTO GEAR
-

COLE
PULLS THE JEEP




OUT INTO THE LINE OF
TRAFFIC
-

TURNING THE


CORNER
-

COLE HEADS WEST.)



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “So tell me Be
cca, what’s this horny alien supposed
to look like; think he’s shaggable?”


REBECCA JONES: “Captain Billington, is that all that you ever think about?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Oh Rebecca, you know me. I could live for another
century and change; a

man’s got to have something to keep him occupied. Otherwise,
the vagaries of life would drive me insane.”


REBECCA JONES: “And here I thought you were already insane.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Rebecca, how you wound me. But seriously, little Miss
Operative, what are we looking for; think there’ll be trouble?”


REBECCA JONES: “The report just says, ‘Human looking, six foot two, early twenties,
and I quote; ‘hot, smoking hot’.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (WHISTLES THROUGH HIS TEETH.) “Sounds lik
e my kind
of guy.”


REBECCA JONES: “I thought you’d be interested.”



(
THE JEEP IS STOPPED IN
TRAFFIC ALONG


BURRARD STREET.)



CAPTAIN COLE JACO
B BILLINGTON: “Darn Expo Eighty Six has the traffic all backed up.
The royals being in town appears to be a big draw. We’ll never get through at this
rate.”


REBECCA JONES: “Oh, yea of little faith.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “I’ll have you know, my
belief system does not need
faith, just a willingness to learn about the universe around oneself.”



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REBECCA JONES: “That would be what then?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Scientific Garconer; and right now, I’ve got me an
alien to catch, possibly shag,

if the night goes my way.”


REBECCA JONES: “You know Cole, there’s help for that.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “What’s that then, my traffic stopping good looks?
I’d rather not have the cure, if it’s all the same.” (PAUSE.) “Just admit it
Rebecca, you

like me. You really like me.”


REBECCA JONES: “In your dreams, Captain.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “They will be good ones, I can guarantee you that.”


REBECCA JONES: “In amongst all your nightmares, Captain?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “You li
ve as long as I do Rebecca, there’s no limit
to the horrors that you can dream about.” (PAUSE.) “Now let’s go find us an alien.”


REBECCA JONES: “I swear Cole, you really are an infuriating man.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Rebecca my dear, you wound
me, you truly do.”


REBECCA JONES: “Give it up, Billington.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Any time Becca, any time. Your place, or mine?”


REBECCA JONES: “Oh dear God, I wouldn’t want the neighbours to see you. They wouldn’t
know what to make of you.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Oh jeeze, perhaps they’d learn a thing or two.”


REBECCA JONES: “What’s that then, how to be annoying and drive your co
-
workers around
the bend, huh Cole?” (PAUSE.) “Oh and now he’s pouting, Cole sometimes you drive
me nuts
.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Oh yeah Rebecca, your lust for me shall soon send
you to a locked ward.”


REBECCA JONES: “Is that a prophecy, Captain?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Don’t worry Rebecca, if working for the CPB doesn’t

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manage to send
you to the loonie bin, I certainly won’t.”


REBECCA JONES: “As if!”







(
COLE TURNS THE JEEP ONTO
DAVIE STREET
-


WE HEAR A CLICK AS REBECCA
OPE
NS THE




GLOVE COMPARTMENT
-

REBECCA RETRIEVES A


SILVER OBJECT FROM THE
COMPARTMENT
-

THE



ALIEN DETECTING GADGET
-

THE ADG
-

REBECCA




PRESSES A SWITCH
-

THE ADG
BEGINS TO BEEP


STEADILY.)


REBECCA JONES: “There
should be something somewhere close nearby, up ahead.”



(
A PAIR OF YOUNG MEN DASH
INTO THE ROAD.)



“Look out!”



(
COLE SLAMS DOWN ON T
HE
BREAKS
-

COLE



ROLLS DOWN THE WINDOW
-

SOUND OF LIGHT



TRAFFIC
-

SOUND OF LIGHT
RAIN.)




CAPTAIN
COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Pay attention!” (LOW.) “Like I don’t have enough
on my conscience already. Bloody kids.”


REBECCA JONES: “You have a conscience, Captain? You could have fooled me.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Don’t, just don’t Rebecca.”



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REBECCA JONES: “Someone’s in a mood.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “You bet I am, so don’t test me; I’m just about to
blow.”


REBECCA JONES: “Sounds painful.”



(
WE HEAR THE ADG BEEP
REPETITIVELY.)



“Should be just up ahead.”



(
RAMELIN
-

A GROTTO INCUBI
-

IS SAT IN THE


DOORWAY OF A BUILDING
-

IN
THE JEEP
-





REBECCA GRABS COLE‘S
ARM.)


“Stop here.”



(
COLE SLOWS THE JEEP TO A
CRAWL.)



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (LOW) “He is pretty hot.”








(
COLE PULLS THE JEEP TO A
COMPLETE STOP
-



WE HEAR THE ENGINE SWITCH
OFF
-

COLE AND



REBECCA REMOVE THEIR SEAT
BELTS
-

WE HEAR


FIRST THE DRIVERS‘ SIDE
DOOR OPEN
-

THEN THE




PASSENGER SIDE DOOR OPEN.)




FADE.




SCENE 4 . NIGHT
-

EXT. DAVIE
STREET
-




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VANCOUVER CANADA
-

1986




(
COLE STEPS OUT OF THE JEEP
-

LIGHT RAIN
-



LIGHT TRAFFIC
-

R
EBECCA
STEPS OUT OF THE



JEEP
-

WE HEAR THE CRUNCH OF
GRAVEL


BENEATH COLE‘S BOOTS
-

THE
SOUND OF




REBECCA‘S HEELS ON THE
PAVEMENT
-




CROSSING TO STAND BY
COLE’S SIDE ON THE



PASSENGER SIDE
-

FACIN
G
RAMELIN
-
THE ADG


BEEPS STEADILY
-

WE HEAR A
CLICK AS



REBECCA SWITCHES THE ADG
OFF
-

SILENCE.)



REBECCA JONES: “What d
o you think, Captain; is this our guy?”



(COLE BENDS DOWN TO SPEAK
TO RAMELIN.)



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (LOW.) “You’re a long way from home, aren’t you?
Incuba Five; am I right?”



(COLE OFFERS A HAND
-

HELPS
RAMELIN TO HIS


FEET.)



“Captain Cole Jacob Billington at your service. Incuba Five is a gorgeous
planet.
I spent close to four decades enjoying your people’s hospitality. You’re like a
little piece of home for me. Now what’s your name?”


RAMELIN: “It’s Ramelin, sir. You’re a guest on this planet, as well?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (ANGUISHED.)
“I’m not from around here, no.”


RAMELIN: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cause you pain.”



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CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “None of that now, that’s all on me. You didn’t do
anything wrong, you hear?”



(
WE HEAR GRAVEL CRUNCH
-

REBECCA TAKES A


STEP BACK.)



REBECCA JONES: (LOW.) “Billington, its your move.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILL
INGTON: “This is Miss Rebecca Jones, of the Commonwealth
Protection Bureau.”


RAMELIN: “Pleased to meet you, Miss Rebecca. I’ve got to be honest, I’ve had a bit
of time to do an overview of the cultural make up of your world, I’ve got to say;
the way your
males treat your females is reprehensible. The power brokers of my world
would never stand for it.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “On Incuba Five, it’s the women whom keep the planet
running.”


REBECCA JONES: “Isn’t it always?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLIN
GTON: “I’m serious, society’s elite positions are all
taken up by Incubi females. The men realized around two millennia ago that life was
much more enjoyable if they delegated the big issues to the women. Isn’t that right,
Ramelin?”


RAMELIN: “This world i
s so violent. The historical records are filled with fighting,
death and destruction. The people are so unequal, it seems so much worse than how life
was back in my own planet’s historical past, pre revolution era, two millennia ago.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB
BILLINGTON: “It’s true, Humans are a rather violent species. I’m
not quite sure why. They adore conformity, which is odd for a species at the top of
the food chain. I mean sure, there’s creatures like tigers and great white sharks
that will eat people give
n the chance, but Humans developed guns to deal with them.
There’s viruses, but conformity isn’t a protective measure against them. And yet,
it’s the non
-
conformists whom move society forwards. The mediocre lemmings revile
anyone whom sticks out like a sor
e thumb. It’s all rather confusing, if you ask me.”



(
REBECCA OPENS THE BACK
DOOR OF THE JEEP
-



COLE GUIDES RAMELIN
TOWARDS THE VEHICLE
-




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WE HEAR THE CRUNCH OF
GRAVEL BENEATH


COLE‘S BOOTS
-

WE HEAR
RAMELIN SETTLING



HIMSEL
F INTO THE BACK SEAT
-

THE SOUND OF



THE BACK DOOR SHUTTING
-

THE OPENING OF


THE DRIVER’S SIDE DOOR
-

COLE SETTLING


HIMSELF INTO THE DRIVER’S
SEAT
-

THE SOUND


OF THE DOOR SHUTTING
-

WE
HEAR THE SOUND




OF REBECCA’S HEELS
-

CROSSING TO THE




PASSENGER SIDE
-

OPENING
THE DOOR
-



REBE
CCA SETTLES INTO THE
PASSENGER SEAT
-




SHUTTING THE DOOR.)


“We’ll get you back to the base, have Doctor O’Bannion check you over. Nothing
invasive, we just need to make sure that you’re al
right.; company policy. Don’t
worry, I won’t let them hurt you Ramelin.”



FADE.




SCENE 5 . NIGHT
-

INT.
COMMONWEALTH




PROTECTION BUREAU PRIVATE
LOUNGE
-

UBC



CAMPUS
-

CHEMISTRY
BUILDING
-

VANCOUVER
-


1986.





(
WE HEAR SOUNDS OF COLLEGE
STUDENTS



PASSING THROUGH THE
CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE


LOUNGE
-

INSIDE THE LOUN
GE
-

ELIZABETH MAY


TURNS A PAGE IN THE MYSTERY

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NOVEL SHE



READS
-

WE HEAR THE SOUND OF
THE COUCH



SQUEAKING AS SHE MOVES
POSITION
-

AT THE


DOOR
-

COLE NOISILY ENTERS
THE ROOM
-


FOLLOWED
BY REBECCA
-

WE
HEAR THE CLICK


OF HER HEELS ON THE MARBLE
FLOOR
-



REBECCA PULLS RAMELIN INTO
THE ROOM.)





CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (CLOSE.) “Here we are, this is the CPB; these nice
people are going to help you.”



(ELIZABETH GETS TO HER FEET
-

WE HEAR THE



CLICK OF HER HEELS ON THE
MARBLE FLOOR
-



SHE WALKS UP TO THE THREE OF
THEM.)



ELIZABETH MAY: (ENGLISH ACCENT.) “Billington, are

you absolutely certain that this
boy is our alien, and not just some bloke whom you’ve decided to take a shine to?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “What do I look like, an amateur? This is Ramelin,
he’s Grotto Incubi, from Incuba Five.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’
BANNION (OFF) “Could have fooled me.”



(DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION
ENTERS FROM THE


MAIN ROOM.)




CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Thank you for that vote of non confidence there,
Bailey. I don’t particularly care what you think about my abilities, doctor.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Boys, play nice now, we’ve got ourselves a guest.”


CAPT
AIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Right, Bailey, Ramelin needs to be checked over.”



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DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “Come on then.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (CLOSE) “You’ll be fine, Bailey’s bark is worse than
his bite.”



(COLE AND RAMELIN CROSS THE
ROOM
-

THE


THREE MEN EXIT THE LOUNGE
-

DESCENDING A


SINGLE

STEP INTO THE MAIN
ROOM.)



REBECCA JONES: “That one seems to be following Billington around like a little lost
puppy.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Let the games begin.


REBECCA JONES: “I dread to think,” (PAUSE.) “Oh those poor boys!”


ELIZABETH MAY: “I have my
ways.”


REBECCA JONES: “I bet you do; did they teach you that in the Shropshire Patrol Company,
Liz?”


ELIZABETH MAY: “I learned plenty in the good ol SSPC; sadly enough, how to finagle
a date with a cute alien wasn’t in the training manual.”


REBECCA JONE
S: “Wouldn’t that go under the heading of ‘seducing the enemy’?”


ELIZABETH MAY: (SNORTS.) “Perhaps that’s our solution to ferreting out the
whereabouts of that enclave of vampiric aliens which we’ve been trying to track down
since the nineteen fifties; by

utilizing our feminine wiles.”


REBECCA JONES: “I think Billington has that one in the bag.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “I think Billington has been leading us on a merry old wild goose chase
for the last three decades, when it comes to that group.”


REBECCA JONES:
“He’s not a dumb man, that one.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Far from it; the captain’s brilliant in certain aspects.”


REBECCA JONES: “They say that all geniuses have a touch of madness to them.”


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ELIZABETH MAY: “Oh no; don’t tell me that you’ve fallen for Billingto
n?”


REBECCA JONES: “He is pretty amazing.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Yeah, pretty amazingly arrogant.”


REBECCA JONES: “Liz, you know that’s merely an act. The man is still grieving. He
must have really loved Cecil Smith. He just needs a friend. He‘s gotten stuck
in a
depressive spiral. The rotten economy and the killer disease running roughshod over
his community struck at the worse possible time for a man in mourning.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “It’s been seven years, and Cecil was nearly eighty when he passed
away.”




RE
BECCA JONES: “That just goes to show that the man hangs in for the long haul. How
long did he stay with Horatio, forty years? He was with Carmina for thirty five; he
only left her at that point because she became jealous of his youth.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Or
so he claims; but that was then Rebecca, he’s changed. It’s like
he’s taken everything good about himself and he’s tossed it into the Pacific Ocean.
He’s not a nice man right now. If you go after him the way that he is now, he’ll
just use you. He’ll take a
nything you’re willing to give, and then he’ll grow bored
of you. He’ll break your heart Rebecca. Don’t put yourself through that. You’ll
only end up burned in the end.”


REBECCA JONES: “You sound like you know this from personal experience, Liz. Have you
and Billington ever?” (PAUSE.) “Right, sorry; forget I ever asked.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Yes, the two of us had an extremely short thing going on, once, It
didn’t last.”


REBECCA JONES: (SIGHS.) “The man is a mess.”


ELIZABETH MAY: (CHUCKLES.) “He really is.”



(COLE ENTERS THE LOUNGE
-

ASCENDING FROM


THE MAIN ROOM.)



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “We’re done; everything checked out with flying

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c
olours. No need for a quaranteen.”



(BAILEY AND RAMELIN ENTER
THE LOUNGE.)



REBECCA JONES: “Was that ever in question?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “One never knows.”





(COLE CROSSES THE ROOM TO
THE COFFEE


MAKER
-

WE HEAR SOUNDS OF
THE MACHINE



RUNNING
-

COLE POURS FRENCH
ROAST INTO A



MUG.)



“Where’s Director Galloway at?”


ELIZABETH MAY: “George Galloway is in town, doing damage control with the witness.”




(COLE TAKES A SIP OF HIS
COFFEE
-

WE HEAR


THE SOUND OF COLE SPITTING
THE COFFEE INTO


THE
SINK IN DISGUST.)



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “This stuff is horrible!”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “Serves you right Cole, you were supposed to restock the
coffee yesterday morning.”



(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF COLE
POURING HIS


COFFEE DOWN THE DRAIN OF
THE SINK.)




FADE.





(WE FADE BACK INTO THE
LOUNGE
-

COLE IS SAT


ON THE COUCH WITH RAMELIN
-

MUTED



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CONVERSATION
-

BAILEY IS
SAT IN A CHAIR



NEARBY
-

DRINKING TEA
-
BAILEY GETS TO HIS



FEET.)




CAPTAI
N COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Why don’t you head home Doctor O’Bannion? Ramelin
and I have some more to discuss, don’t we Ramelin?”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “Night you two.”





(BAILEY WALKS ACROSS THE
LOUNGE
-

BAILEY


EXITS THE LOUNGE
-

HEADING
INTO THE CAMPUS


CORRIDOR.)


CAPTAIN COLE JAC
OB BILLINGTON: “Now, where were we?”



FADE.




SCENE 6 . DAY
-

INT. CPB MED
LAB
-

UBC CAMPUS




-

CHEMISTRY BUILDING
-

VANCOUVER
-

1986.




(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF
DOCTOR BAILEY


OBANNION MOVING ABOUT AS HE
FIDDLES WITH


AN ELECTRON MICROSCOPE AT
THE RESEARCH


COUNTER
-

WE HEAR ELIZABETH
MAY ENTER THE



LAB
-

BAILEY MOVES AWAY FROM
THE COUNTER.)



DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “Morning, Liz.”



(WE HEAR COLE ENTER THE
LAB WITH RAMELIN
.)


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Morning, folks.”


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(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF
LIZ’S BOOTS ON THE


HARD MARBLE FLOOR AS SHE
SPINS AROUND.)




ELIZABETH MAY: “Speak of the Devil. Ramelin, you seem to be settling in well. I hope
Cole’s been behaving himself. Not been taking advantage, has he?”




(WE HEAR COLE RUSH
FORWARD
-

GETTING IN


LIZ’S FACE.)



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (CLOSE) “You shut your mo
uth! Come on.”



(SPINNING ON THE HEELS OF
HIS BOOTS
-

COLE


STOMPS OUT OF THE LAB
-
GRABBING RAMELIN
-




THE PAIR EXIT THE ROOM.)



DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “Aren’t you a charmer.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Bailey, go check your microscope.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “You really have it in for Cole, don’t you Liz?”


ELIZABETH MAY: “I find him
annoying; his constant shifts in mood are rather off
putting.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “He broke your heart, I understand.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “We are not having this conversation.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “Yes ma’am.”




(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF
LIZ’S BOOTS ON THE


MARBLE FLOOR AS SHE
EXIT’S THE LAB
-


WE HEAR GEORGE GALLOWAY
ENTER THE LAB.)



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GEORGE GALLOWAY: (NORTHERN ENGLISH ACCENT) “What’s all the hubbub about; is
Billington on one of his tears again? Who started it this time?”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “We have a guest.”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “So I gathered.”




(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF LIZ
RE
-
ENTERING THE


LAB.)


ELIZABETH MAY: “Get anything concrete from our witness, Director?”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “Our witness is a rising star in the Real

Estate business; I believe
he’s trying to pretend that it was all a very strange dream.”


Elizabeth May “If only that were true.”


George GALLOWAY : “Is that what I think it is Doctor O’Bannion? DNA from the rampaging
beast that attempted to eat Billingto
n earlier in the week?”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “That’s right. There appears to be an issue with his
quantum stability. Almost as though he were a fourth dimensional being.”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “That’s something that I believe Cole may have some insight i
nto.”


Doctor BAILEY O’BANNION: “I hate to break it to you George; but I don’t think that
Billington’s from the fourth dimension.”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “Of course not. But he has an instinct for deciphering matters of
the middle plane. When we have time later

today, the three of us; you, I and Cole need
to sit down and discuss quite a serious matter. I’ve gotten word from down south that
the so called ’Abominable Snow Man was nothing of the sort. It’s quite complicated,
and I could really do with Billington’s
insight, his off world religion can tell us
a lot about exactly what this creature truly is.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “Or was.”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “Going by my contacts down south, there may be more where he came
from.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “How lovely for us.




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George GALLOWAY: “Liz, I have a job for you and Rebecca, when she gets in.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Oh?”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “It involves the two of you braving the teeming masses of fair goers
at the exposition. We’ll talk later when Rebecca comes in.”


ELIZABE
TH MAY: “Alright.”



FADE.




SCENE 7 . DAY
-

INT. CPB
LOUNGE
-

UBC CAMPUS



-

CHEMISTRY

BUILDING
-

VANCOUVER
-

1986.




(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF COLE
ROUGHLY


PULLING THE COFFEE MACHINE
ABOUT AS HE



POURS HIMSELF A DRINK. AT
THE COUNTER.)



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “This Espresso Maker is rubbish!”



(WE HEAR BAILEY ENTER FROM
THE ROOM



BELOW.)



DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “It won’t last us much longer if you rip it apart, Cole.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “I’m going to go get a coffee from McDonalds.”




(WE HEAR COLE WALK ACROSS
THE ROOM
-



PULLING ON HIS NAVAL
JACKET.)


“Have a nice day.”



(WE HEAR COLE EXIT THE
ROOM
-

BAILE
Y


CROSSES THE ROOM TO THE

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COUCH WHERE


RAMELIN IS SAT.)


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: "You and Billington, eh? I bet that was an interesting
exper
ience. Would you like some coffee? It's not as bad as Cole makes it out to be.”



FADE.




SCENE 8 . DAY
-

INT.
MCDONALDS
-

UBC CAMPUS



-

VANCOUVER
-

1986.




(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF QUIET
CONVERSATION
-



STUDENTS AND FACULTY STUDY
AS THEY ENJOY


A MEAL
-

SAT AT A TABLE
SIPPING A COFFEE
-

WE


HEAR COLE FLIP THROUGH THE
DAY’S




VANCOUVER PROVINCE’
-

WE HEAR REBECCA



WALK UP TO THE TABLE.)



REBECCA JONES: “There you are.”




(WE HEAR REBECCA TAKE A
SEAT AT COLE’S


TABLE
-

SHE PLACES A CUP OF
COFFEE ON THE


TABLE.)



CAPTAIN COLE JA
COB BILLINGTON: “What’s up?”


REBECCA JONES: “This is some excellent coffee; wouldn’t you say Cole?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “You’re not getting anything out of me on the topic
of last night, so don’t even try, Missy.”


REBECCA JONES: “Look, they’v
e got a new Killer Whale at the Aquarium.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Orca.”



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REBECCA JONES: “Whatever.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Why are you here Rebecca?”


REBECCA JONES: “My parents got drunk one night in the mid forties.”


CAPTAIN COLE
JACOB BILLINGTON: “Thanks, I really needed that image in my head.”


REBECCA JONES: “They weren’t your parents, Cole.” (PAUSE) “Cole, Earth to Cole,
you in there buddy?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Don’t do that.”


REBECCA JONES: “Sorry about that. Col
e do you ever think about taking a trip down
south, you know, to see your family?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “It’s just so complicated. I’ve got descendents who
look older than I do Rebecca. It’s just weird, you know? If I were back in my own
time, t
his would all be par for the course, but it’s the twentieth century, and no
Human lives for three centuries. Speaking of my own time, I wish that we could figure
out a way to cauterize the wound.”


REBECCA JONES: “The Time Storm.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLI
NGTON: “It’s not natural, I can tell you that. It’s been
more than a century since I came through; and to this very day Rebecca, I can still
remember the sense of utter wrongness that I felt as I landed on that beach in Blaine,
just over the border. There
was this awful smell of death and this moment of absolute
silence, of complete nothingness. My worst nightmares, even with everything else which
I’ve done and experienced, are of that silence. I believe that, that is what Hell
is like, complete isolation f
or ever and ever. And it’s like over time, the wound
begins to heal and it develops a scab; but every time that it does, something comes
along to rip that scab right off, bleeding temporal energy down through the time line.”


REBECCA JONES: “That’s disgust
ing!”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “I think it’s getting worse.”


REBECCA JONES: “What’s getting worse?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “The gravity wells, the time storms, all of it. The
wound is widening, like something is forcing it open. I think th
at the further upstream
we travel along the timeline, and the closer we get to the event which caused the

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temporal explosion, the worse the effects will get.”


REBECCA JONES: “So what do we do, how do we cauterize the wound?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB
BILLINGTON: “From here, I have no idea. We’re nowhere close to
understanding how these storms function. The Time Line Investigation Unit in
Bloomsbury has been investigating quantum futures for the past few decades by utilizing
what we’ve been picking up f
rom poor Jonathan Aethers’ brain waves, but they can’t
physically travel through time. Back in my own time, there were all sorts of conspiracy
theories about the Welsh government experimenting with temporal energy; there were
stories about homeless people
being paid to be experimented upon, driving them all
crazy. It’s the perfect set up Rebecca, the high rate of mentally ill individuals
amongst the homeless is quite well known. If these experiments were to drive them crazy,
who’s going to believe them, rea
lly? I certainly didn’t, back before I fell through
time. I was in Cardiff, getting treatment for my Post Traumatic Stress Disorder in
the fifty eighties; there were this group of patients that attended the Cardiff Trauma
Centre; a gorgeous high rise over
looking Cardiff Bay.”



(CAPTAIN COLE JACOB
BILLINGTON/CONT’D OVER)



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON (CONT‘D): “I’m sat in the waiting room, waiting to
see Doctor Beverly Fisher, top of her profession at

treating trauma disorders; and
this guy goes on and on about sensing twentieth century chronon particles in my temporal
matrix. Considering what’s happened to me since, I’ve really got to wonder about
it all, if any of the conspiracy theories were true.”


REBECCA JONES: “Do you think that’s where the temporal explosion originated, three
millennia in the future?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Could be.”


REBECCA JONES: “So the closer in time that we get to the explosion, the worse things
are going to get
.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Like gravity near a black hole, getting stronger and
stronger the closer you get to it.”


REBECCA JONES: “I think the gravity wells are more like white holes than black holes.
We’ve picked up traces of anti matter and ga
mma radiation around them as well.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “You can get antimatter occurring during lightning
strikes, so that’s nothing special.”


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(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF
REBECCA’S BOOTS ON


THE HARD FLOOR AS SHE
STANDS.)



REBECCA JONES: “I should get back to work; busy, busy, busy; don’tcha know?”



(WE HEAR THE SOU
ND OF
COLE’S BOOTS ON


THE HARD FLOOR AS HE
STANDS
-

STEPPING



AWAY FROM THE TABLE.)




CAPTAIN COLE JACOB
BILLINGTON: “Good idea, after you milady.”


REBECCA JONES: “There you go being such a heart breaker, Cole.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “All in a day’s work, kid. Breaking hearts, annoying
Bailey and occasionally saving the good folks of Vancouver from

things that go bump
in the night. Shall we go?”


REBECCA JONES: “We should go.”



FADE.



SCENE 9 . DAY
-

INT. CPB
DIRECTOR’S OFFICE
-




UBC CAMPUS
-

CHEMISTRY
BUILDING
-



VANCOUVER
-

1986.




(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF A PEN
AGAINST A



SHEET OF PAPER
-

GEORGE
GALLOWAY SIGNS



HIS SIGNATURE
-

HE’S SAT
BEHIND HIS DESK
-

WE


HEAR THE SOUND OF COLE’S
BOOTS ON THE


HARD FLOOR AS HE ENTERS THE
ROOM.)



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GEORGE GALLOWAY: “I hope you’re feeling more yourself, Billington; there’s no room
for Prima Donnas in this business. If
that’s what you’re after, I hear the Drama
Department is hiring new faculty members for the Fall Semester.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “What’s up?”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “We’re getting our guest here a semblance of having an actual
existence on this plane
t before last night.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “That’s always a good thing.”



(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF
REBECCA’S BOOTS ON


THE HARD FLOOR AS SHE
ENTERS THE ROOM
-




WALKING PAST COLE.)


REBECCA JONES: “I would think that at this point, the Canadian government would have
managed to set up a special housing branch; call it
the Interplanetary Housing
Division.”



(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF LIZ
TAPPING A FINGER


AGAINST THE DESK.)



ELIZABETH MAY: “We’re it.”




(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF
COLE’S BOOTS ON


THE HARD FLOOR AS HE STEPS
UP TO THE DESK
-




WE HEAR PAPER
RUSTLING.)



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Let’s see who you’re supposed to be, eh Ramelin?
Hmm, looking good; great credit rating.”



(WE HEAR THE SCUFFLE OF
BAILEY’S SHOES
-




PAPER RUSTLES.)


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “Give me that.”



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CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “You are one rude little man.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION “Here, and I am not little.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “From where I’m

standing, uh yeah you are.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “Billington, everyone’s tiny in comparison to you.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (GASPS) “Bailey, are you calling me fat?”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “You’re headed that way. As a medical professiona
l, Cole
I’d advise you to lay off the deserts.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (Gasps) “Why I never!” (PAUSE) “I just can’t get
no respect, can I?”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: (CHUCKLES) “Nope; Billington you’re the Saturday Afternoon Revue
in a one horse town.”


C
APTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “You see what I’ve got to put up with here Ramelin?
Day in, day out; it never stops.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “Cry me a river, Cole.”



(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF
COLE’S BOOT
S ON


THE HARD FLOOR AS HE STOPS
IN THE


ENTRANCE TO THE ROOM.)



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “I’ll be outside, checking the gravity gages
for weak
spots in the planetary temporal overlay. Ta, ta my little chitlins.”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “Hold up Cole; we need to talk about the creature that tried to eat
you earlier in the week.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “That thing was nasty. What is the
re to talk about?
Please don’t tell me that it had some horrible disease that will slowly kill me.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “I’m sure that you’ll be fine Cole.”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “No, I could do with your insight into Scientific Garconer,
pertaining to
the patron saints, universal archetypes and the Fallen God Bombers.”


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CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Where are you going with this, George?”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: The creature seems to have some sort of connection to the Montauk
military base down in New York
. According to our friends down south, they’re
theorizing that the creature was a physical manifestation of mankind’s collective
id.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Seriously?”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “I got to thinking; your belief system maintains that finis
hed
universes take the form of immortal God like beings whom walk among us, as well as
the existence of fallen versions of similar types of creatures.”





CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Sure, the Black Brigade under the auspices of
Commander Abbaddon. He

uses the aliases Commander Hatonn and Commander Ashtar. The
brigade uses the false titles of the Ashtar Command, the Andromeda Council and the
Galactic Fleet of Light. I had this friend in my home era whom was ensnared in their
mind games. She was convinc
ed that my husband Horatio was her Twin Flame.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Her what now?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Her Twin Flame; the concept of a duel incarnation.
One soul incarnating into two separate bodies in the same general temporal vicinity.
If you
ask me, I prefer to believe that I was Horatio’s Twin Flame; not that I believe
there’s anything to it. But my old pal Rebecca Swartz, she was obsessed. Brought on,
I believe by an animae in the form of Horatio, devised by the Black Brigade.”


GEORGE GALL
OWAY: “That’s where I’m going with this Montauk Creature.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Go on.”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “Let’s hypothesize that what we’re looking at here is the failed
result of an attempt to create a Fallen God Bomber out of the shadow of a
n Universal
Archetype; utilizing the form of the Black Brigades’ Animae creation tools. By
connecting with the Montauk temporal experiment, thought took physical form.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “It sounds like complete rubbish to me, George.”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “It was just a thought.”


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CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Good luck with that. Meanwhile, I’m off to do some
real science, work for which I have an actual grant. See ya!”



(WE HEAR TH
E SOUND OF
COLE’S BOOTS ON


THE HARD FLOOR AS HE TAKES
A FEW STEPS


DOWN THE CORRIDOR.)


REBECCA JONES: “Nice seeing you Cole.”




(COLE STOPS IN HIS TRACKS
-

STEPPING BACK


INTO THE ROOM.)


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “You sound like you’ll never see me again. You know
how superstitiou
s I am, Rebecca.”


REBECCA JONES: “Oops, I’m sure that you’ll be fine Cole. Go, work on your project.”



(WE HEAR COLE EXIT THE ROOM
-

BAILEY


FO
LLOWS COLE OUT.)


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “I’ll come with you.”



(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF
COLE’S BOOTS AND


BAILEY’S SHOES LEADING
AWAY.)


(OFF) “
We wouldn’t want you falling into a gravity well now, would we Cole?”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: (OFF) “On the bright side, I may just find myself a
way home.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: (OFF) “Don’t talk like that Cole. You may irritate the
heck out of me, but I’m sure that there’d be plenty of people who’d miss you. Your
family, for instance; more than that, you are needed here and now.”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “Now t
hat those two are out of our hair; we need to discuss the mission
which I’m assigning to you two lovely ladies for the afternoon.”


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ELIZABETH MAY: “If it gets me far away from Billington for the next few hours, I’m
raring to go.”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “Your is
sues with Cole notwithstanding Liz; we’re getting
complaints from employees with the United Kingdom pavilion down at the fair. It seems
that the Museum of Cardiff display of Welsh Art Masters has brought our fair city a
bit more than what was reportedly in

their inventory.”


REBECCA JONES: “”Let me guess, some sort of Jenny Green
-
teeth?”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “No, something much odder. I’d ask Cole to join you on your
assignment, but I fear bad memories may be brought up for him in this case.”


ELIZABETH MAY:
“Its future tech?”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “We‘ve got some sort of future visual medium from thousands of years
down the line.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “We know this how?”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “Ten days ago, around eight O’clock in the evening; paintings began
appearing at

the back of the gallery. New paintings, signed by artists with no record
of ever existing. On top of that, the paintings are stamped with copyright dates far
in the future. The earliest was dated ten thousand three hundred and seven; the latest,
twenty th
ree thousand, four hundred and ten.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “These paintings just began appearing ten days ago?”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “They’re keeping them away from the public’s view as much as they
can. One young woman from the Cardiff School of The Arts, here on
a temporary visa
to work at the fair claims to have seen a quantum aperture open a few feet in the air,
out of which appeared the latest painting.”


REBECCA JONES: “What was the painting of?”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “Some sort of space station. The young woman f
axed us a copy of
authentication attached to the piece of art. Entitled ’On The Run’, the artist
statement describes what sounds like our dear Cole’s youthful life before he fell
through time; gracing us with his appearance.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “What do you
base this on?”



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GEORGE GALLOWAY: “These paintings are more like interactive movies. You can step into
them and interact with the characters. But they look like paintings from outside their
frames. The staff have tested them of course. They catalogue histor
y that hasn’t
happened yet. Stories that haven’t been thought of yet. Not to mention, we need to
know why this is happening in this particular pavilion. Is it something they brought
over from Cardiff, or is something under the building? And Cole, he’s in a

bad enough
state as it is, let’s not bring up the Ghost Wars around him unless we have to.”


REBECCA JONES: “You’re a good man, sir.”


GEORGE GALLOWAY: “I try my best.”



(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF PAPER
RUSTLING.)


“Here Liz, take the photocopies with you. Off you go ladies.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Of course.”


REBECCA JONES: “We’ll make you proud sir.”



FADE.




SCENE 10 . DAY
-

INT. CPB
LOUNGE
-

UBC CAMPUS


-

CHEMISTRY BUILDING
-

VANCOUVER
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1986


DOCTOR BAILEY O‘BANNION: “Ramelin has sure glommed onto you Cole.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON:

“Ramelins’ a real sweetie Bailey, but Incubi need
a regular supply of sexual energy to survive, so I’m not sure how seriously I can
take his attentions towards me.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “That’s too bad; he seems to have done you a world of good
Cole.



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Bailey, what are you playing at?”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “I’ve decided to turn over a new leaf. Say goodbye to Doctor
Grumpinstine, Mister Maestro of Snark has left the building. Say hello to Sir Bailey
the Gallant.”



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CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “You can save Sir Bailey the Gallant for Rebecca and
Liz, I think I’d prefer to deal with Mister Maestro of Snark if it’s all the same
to you.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “Dealing with you Cole is like pulling teeth, pulling
teeth
from a rabid pit bull.”



(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF
COLE’S BOOTS HIT THE


HARD FLOOR AS HE STRIDES
ACROSS THE ROOM



-

WE HEAR THE SOUND OF
REBECCA’S BOOTS


ASCENDING THE STEP INTO THE
LOUNGE
-



REBECCA CROSSES THE ROOM
-

WE HEAR LIZ



ENTER THE ROOM.)


ELIZABETH MAY: “Gentlemen, play nice with one another.”


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “What are you up to today?”


REBECCA JONES: “We’ve got ourselves a real mystery at the World’s Fai
r, eyes only.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Perhaps if you behave yourself Cole, George will allow you in the
loop.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Have fun.”



(COLE EXIT’S THE ROOM
-

WE HEAR THE SOUND



OF BAILEY’S SHOES ON THE
HARD FLOOR AS HE


STRIDES ACROSS THE ROOM
-

BAILEY EXIT’S THE


ROOM.)



FADE.



SCENE 11 . DAY
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EXT.
CHEMISTRY BUILDING
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UBC CAMPUS
-

VANCOUVER
-

1986




(WE HEAR THE SOUND OF A
HEAVY DOOR


OPENING
-

COLE STEPS ONTO
THE PAVEMENT
-


COLE DESCENDS

THREE CEMENT
STEPS
-

BAILEY


STEPS OUTSIDE BEHIND COLE
-

WE HEAR THE


HEAVY DOOR CLOSE BEHIND HIM
-

WE HEAR


BIRDS CHIRP
-

COLE‘S BOOTS
SQUISH AGAINST


THE WET GRASS.)



CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLING
TON: “I hope you don’t get sucked up by one of our pet
gravity wells, Bailey the all annoying.”








(WE HEAR THE RUSTLE OF
COLE’S TROUSERS AS



HE KNEELS IN THE GRASS
-

WE
HEAR METALLIC


CLICKS
-

THERE’S A SQUISHY
SOUND OF A


METALLIC FLAT CYLINDRICAL
OBJECT BEING



PULLED FROM MUD
-

COLE
REMOVES THE COVER


FROM A PARTIALLY BURIED
GRAVITY GAGE
-

A


SERIES OF BEEPS SOUND
-

A
PEN SCRATCHES


AGAINST A NOTEPAD
-

COLE
JOTS DOWN THE


RESULTS.)




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“Everything’s normal here.”




(THE COVER SNAPS INTO PLACE
-

WE HEAR THE


THE SQUISH OF THE METALLIC
OBJECT SINKING


INTO THE MUD
-

COLE ST
ANDS
-

BRUSHES OFF


HIS TROUSERS.)


DOCTOR BAILEY O’BANNION: “If you don’t mind Cole, I have better things to do than
pester you; I’ll be going now.”


CAPTAIN COLE JACOB BILLINGTON: “Off you go then.”



FADE.



SCENE 12 . DAY
-

EXT. EXPO
86 FAIRGROUNDS
-


VANCOUVER
-

1986





(
WE HEAR THE SOUND OF A
LARGE CROWD
-


CHILDREN LAUGH
-

WATER
WHOOSHES ONTO



THE PAVEMENT WITH A SPLAT
-

LIZ AND


REBECCA WALK PAST THE WATER
PARK
-

A


SAUSAGE SIZZLES ON A GRILL
-

WE HEAR A



ROBOTIC CLATTER
-

LIZ AND
REBECCA WANDER


PAST EXPO ERNIE.)



ELIZABETH MAY: “There he goes, the iconic Expo Ernie.”


REBECCA JONES: “Do you ever
miss England Liz?”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Occasionally. I think that I shall return to London when I’m an old
lady.”


REBECCA JONES: “The housing costs will be atrocious by then.”


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ELIZABETH MAY: “There’s always Cardiff.”


REBECCA JONES: “Cardiff’s dead.”




ELI
ZABETH MAY: “As much as I hate to give Cole any credit, he did mention that Cardiff
is set to become the destination du jour in about two decades time. He’s the man from
the future, why doubt him on that?”


REBECCA JONES: “Why indeed. Only, Cardiff’s alway
s been dead. That’s why I left.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “Best not to talk like that inside the United Kingdom Pavilion. Let’s
superimpose ourselves amongst the tourists. They’ll think we’re merely pavilion
volunteers.”


REBECCA JONES: “We’ll be all agog at our vi
sit to the colony.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “We’ll be here on a Worker’s VISA, not a holiday. Best not act like
you just came through customs.”


REBECCA JONES: “Right. Look, the United Kingdom Pavilion is just over there, to the
north.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “The colour

is hideous! What were they thinking?”


REBECCA JONES: “It’s like the cover of a Sex Pistols album.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “It’s Thatcherism and Reaganism run riot.”


REBECCA JONES: “Look at that Spitfire parked out front.”


ELIZABETH MAY: “It’s so tiny. Crash
that and there’d be no chance of survival.”


REBECCA JONES: “Let’s go.”



FADE.



SCENE 13 . DAY
-

INT.
UNITED KINGDOM PAVILION



-

EXPO 86 FAIRGROUNDS
-

VANCOUVER
-

1986


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