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Episode 04 "Stirring Lament" script.

[Narrator]

Memories...what are memories, but a perceived glimpse at a precise moment by the mind of the beholder? Yet a memory can be skewed [Pause] based upon the experiences of the conscience, so that said past memories are changed by the current state of the person's mind. This is where we begin our story...with memories...the memories of Saris...our beloved Enforcer.

 

[Saris]

(Recite the dialogue that is current tense slower, as if pondering the thought, Memory dialogue Italicized)

It was…a Tuesday...I think. The day we all got appointed. I had been...shadowing Nievus for 5 years. James and Tharin were being groomed to take over for Deko and Saft as the two commissioners. I received a call from councilman Grady….(phone sound)

 

[Saris]

Hello?

 

[Jarrett]

Ah, Saris.

 

[Saris]

(Hesitant, almost like “what is this all about?”)

Councilman?

 

[Jarrett]

I'd like you to stop by when you get a chance.

 

[Saris]

Of course...I can be there in a few minutes.

 

---(Back to monologue, explaining the memory)

I made my way to the council building, and took the elevator up (Ding), Aleen was new at the time, but...like everyone else in the city...she new exactly who I was….

(Scene begins to fade into memory)

Anyway, I walked up to her desk and asked her if the councilman was in.

 

(Memory begins)

[Saris]

Hello...you’re new.

 

[Aleen]

(Nervous, she is new)

Hi! -I...I mean welcome...to councilman... (Breath) of course you know where you are. I'm sorry, let me start over...yes I'm new...I'm Aleen.

 

[Saris]

Nice to meet you...Aleen.

(A bit of an awkward pause)

Is the councilman in?

 

[Aleen]

Yes, I'm sorry...he's...in his office. You can go on back.

 

[Saris]

Ok thank you

(trying to remember her name) uuhmmm...Aleen?

 

[Aleen]

Yes, Aleen

 

[Saris]

Thank you, and in the future, it's not necessary to apologize so much. I get it, your new, your nervous,

(Starts to walk away)

but confidence is a prized virtue in a city of fools.

 

[Aleen]

(Saying as Saris walks away)

I’m…….You’re welcome?

(Under her breath)

Great way to start a new job Aleen.

(breath, mocking herself)

Hi..I..I mean welcome.

 

[Narrator]

(Saris opened the door to a very large office. The west wall was filled with windows, from which one could contemplate the enormous size of this grand city. The northern and opposite walls were filled with book cases. These housed thick books filled with every law ever written by the council. In the middle of the northern wall was a bar. This is where councilman Grady stood as Saris entered, pouring himself and Tharin a drink. Tharin sat in a chair, patiently waiting for his for his father to finish.)

 

[Tharin]

Saris, my brother in force, how are you?

 

[Saris]

Tharin, what are you doing here?

 

[Jarrett]

It's the reason I asked you to come by. We're celebrating Tharins new position as the commissioner of the northern policing force.

 

[Saris]

I heard you'd beat out James...congratulations.

 

[Tharin]

Thank you, I'm extremely excited. It’s quite a prestigious position really. Fame will proceed me, and one day...maybe...as much as it proceeds you.

 

[Saris]

(Retorting sarcastically)

Okay, Tharin. Prestige should never be the main motive however. Duty should never be a means for fame.

 

[Tharin]

(Slowly, Tharin becomes more intense as the sentence continues. Almost jovially accusatory)

 

Yes but fame is a perk that draws quite a bit of welcomed attention. It places you in a light that is extremely favourable to this fine people. I would also argue, that fame is not the thing to be reproached. Rather, it's the figures that hide in the shadows that can be dangerous to our brilliant city.

 

[Saris]

There'd be no shadows to lurk in, if the light hadn't created them.  

 

[Tharin]

I suppose your right, but it's not really my job to worry about who created the shadows Saris. My job is to make myself noticeable to the people.

 

[Saris]

Well, I suppose. But-

 

[Tharin]

(Cutting off Saris, stating this as if he is giving him a friendly pat on the shoulder)

Nor is it your job to worry about who created them. It is now however, your job to watch them...my friend.

 

[Saris]

Hmmm, to be needed...as a means to control shadows that didn't exist til the light created them...how convenient.

 

[Jarrett]

(clearing his throat as a means to interrupt the awkward situation)

(Clear throat)

So...Saris, how's it feel to be the sworn protector of not only the council, but the people as well?

 

[Saris]

It feels like...this is what I was raised for. I feel complete, whole...fulfilled I guess.

 

[Tharin]

Convincing.

 

[Jarrett]

(Intentionally ignoring/Ignoring Tharin)

Yes well...the city has gained a great champion for sure.

 

[Tharin]

You wouldn't have been champion, nor I...a commissioner had it not been for the council. They are after all, the ones who gave us this opportunity. If they're laws didn't exist we'd still be with our birth parents, probably working as scrappers or something worse (laughs lightly).

 

[Saris]

I suppose you think that would have been a terrible thing?

 

[Tharin]

Well….yes. (Astonished) Don't you?

 

[Saris]

(Breath)

 

(Back to monologue)

[Saris]

That's always been Tharins problem, always so eager to be in the spotlight…so incredibly thankful for his opportunity at fame, as if it was his duty to be noticed. His birthright. I suppose we were all raised to think that way though.

 

(Phone beep, 2 people on the phone)

[Jones]

Pike

 

[Pike]

Ah, Mr Jones...yes sir I...I assume your calling for an update?

 

[Jones]

Indeed I am. What do you have for me?

 

(Back to monologue)

Far be it for me to think any other way. Afterall I was the adopted son of the house of Sorrel, and the next in line to assume the most prestigious….and feared position in the city. One, that at first, I wasn't sure I could handle. I was out with Nievus the first night I assumed the responsibilities of Enforcer. It was around midnight. We'd just cornered a man who'd been planning to assassinate councilman Graven.

 

(Fade into memory)

[Nievus]

Nowhere to go now Cylus. Turn around and face your judgement.

 

[Cylus]

By judgement, I take it you mean...execution. Tell me...why should I turn around?

 

[Nievus]

Because you are a man... that has made a decision... that has sealed your fate. Now turn around a face that fate...like a man.

 

(Cylus turns around)

 

[Nievus]

There, that's better.

(Talking to the young Saris)

This way, we get to watch as the lights go out behind the eyes. It's a strange thing death...one minute, there's someone upstairs trying to connect the pieces that keeps the body animated...and the next, boom...no one home. You'll see what I mean. Choose your weapon.

 

[Saris]

You...want me to do it? I don't think I have the authority yet…

 

[Nievus]

I've just given you the authority. If your going to take my place...I need to know you have the countenance. Besides, Sorrel is always going on about the superior emotional stability of the soon great Saris...I'd like to see it for myself.

 

[Narrator]

(Saris stands there for a moment, looking at the man who's about to die, both men, eyelocked and nervous. It doesn't take long for Nievus to lose his patience)

 

[Nevius]

Are you going to use a weapon or just stare him to death?

 

[Saris]

(Deep breath)

 

[Narrator]

(Saris takes a deep breath. A weapon forms from in his hand, a 9 millimeter. He raises it...a gunshot.)

 

(Back to monologue)

[Saris]

Nevius was right. It was very strange...the man's eyes I mean. You could see the life...just...slip away. (loud breath through nose, short clearing of throat)

We'd gone through all the training, all of us, but nothing could really prepare someone for that. Not even the sensory downloads, where they basically download your brain into a simulation. I'd done those multiple times. I passed with flying colors every time. Even though, those seemed real...this actually was…

 

(Back to Jones and Pike)

[Pike]

Well...sir...Mr Jones. It appears the gloves are a nano technology.

 

[Jones]

Something we already knew.

 

[Pike]

Yes of...of course but...this is a little different than we were...expecting.

 

[Jones]

How so?

 

(Monologue)

[Saris]

2 years after I took over for Nievus, I began searching for my birth parents. I don't remember why I started searching, or what it was I expected to find really. I'd been searching for a while and every avenue turned up dry. Finally I decided to go talk to the one person in the city, who's job included knowing every secret possible.

 

[Saris]

Gypsy? What's that?

 

[Gypsy]

That? Oh that's nothing.

 

[Saris]

Well it looks like something to me. It looks like a dead body soaking the street with blood.

 

[Gypsy]

Oh that...sorry (laughing) I thought you talking about Bruce.

---(Whispers as to not hurt Bruce's feelings)

He is not a looker for sure. I love him to death, but his looks could frighten a person. I'm not really sure how he ended up so ugly. He makes for a great henchman though.

 

[Saris]

Ya...I wasn't talking about bruce.

 

[Gypsy]

Ok then you caught me, that is a “dead body.” He...is or was, the leader of the skeevers. Can you believe he was actually trying kill me? He wanted my position sooo bad. He was such a nice fella it's too bad really, I liked him. Anyways Saris, it's not your street it's mine…hello

(Puts her hands up gesturing to the area around them)

Graven Rogue district.

 

[Saris]

It may be true Gypsy, that the council has given you some liberties, but I never remember murder being on the list.

 

[Gypsy]

Murder?(sarcastic disbelief)...Saris, I wouldn't murder anyone. The truth is, he pulled a gun and gave Bruce no choice. He had to defend me it's his job. I was being serious when I said I liked the poor guy. Besides, someone has to handle things the council wants nothing to do with.

 

[Saris]

Interesting, so your saying the council would appreciate your vigilantly justice?

 

[Gypsy]

Saris, so naive. Look around you. There are things in this city the council would rather not deal with. These kinds of things. I'm merely doing my part to keep the city safe. Don't think of it as murder, think of it as a necessary execution. Much like, oh I don't know...something you would do.

 

[Saris]

Yes, but the difference being, I have the authority.

 

[Gypsy]

And who gives you that authority? The council? A bunch of crusty old men who have nothing better to do, but sit and worry about conspiracies of their own making? Come on.

 

[Saris]

Still, it's different.

 

[Gypsy]

Your right, I'm not a cantankerous old man.

---(Line said as if the character is sarcastically holding her hands clasped together just beneath her jaw a batting her eyes as she says the next line.)

I'm a sweet innocent young woman trying to find her way in the harsh reality she's been dealt.

 

[Saris]

---(basically ignoring Gypsy's last statement)

I suppose the next leader of the skeevers is a little more...sensitive to your mission?

 

[Gypsy]

Well I hope so. I mean, I'm the one who just gave him the job.

 

[Saris]

Of course you are.

 

[Gypsy]

While I'm thoroughly enjoying this exchange Saris, there must be some reason your here. Other than to see little ol’ me that is.

 

[Saris]

I'm looking for records.

 

[Gypsy]

Records.

 

[Saris]

Very specific ones. I'm not even sure they exist, but I figured if they did you'd be the one who could tell me where.

 

[Gypsy]

They aren't recorders on the council are they? Saris, are you going rogue?

(Imagine a her sarcastically fanning herself as she says the next line.)

And here I didn't think you had a fancy for me you old cuss you.

 

[Saris]

No, I don't and that's definitely not why I am here. I'm...looking for my...birth parents.

 

[Gypsy]

Why?

 

[Saris]

Just curious I guess.

 

[Gypsy]

Look Saris, I'm an orphan too, and as much as I'd love to know my parents, I don't think it'd make any difference knowing.

 

[Saris]

Yes, but aren't you curious?

 

[Gypsy]

There was a time I guess, but now I have all of this. There's no reason to look backwards. No reason to look at what ifs and what could have beens. Besides, your parents gave you up to the council willingly. They might be pretty terrible people. Do you really want to know that?

 

[Saris]

Willingly? Or did they give me up because of a law? Besides, I know nothing changes when I find them. I just want to know. You have to understand that.

 

[Gypsy]

Ok Saris, I'll have a few people...look into it.

 

[Saris]

Thank you.

 

[Gypsy]

Don't mention it. Maybe you can take me to dinner sometime...as a...thank you.

 

[Saris]

(Laughs in disbelief)

Ya right, the Enforcer and the leader of the Graven Rogues, what a couple.

 

[Gypsy]

Well, nobody'd mess with us, that's for sure.

 

[Saris]

That is for sure.

 

(Monologue)

I guess it just never seemed fair to me, being ripped away from my parents like that, but that's the way it was, the way it is.

 

[Pike]

The nano tech in the gloves aren't the only nanobots.

 

[Jones]

How do mean?

 

[Pike]

Well sir...there are nanobots in a very specific place in Saris's body. It's from this place, that he controls the bots in the gloves and his jacket he uses to build armor.

 

[Jones]

You're starting to peak my interest Pike. Please continue.

 

(Monologue)

[Saris]

This, coupled with the fact that Sorrel had began to place a greater value on Dayton...well let's just say it didn't help matters any. The first time I noticed Sorrel's disposition, I was in his office. I was there to get a report on my next job. He had just poured, or rather his service bot had just poured a drink.

---(Pause thinking about the laziness and pride of Sorrel)

He always felt it beneath him to have to serve himself, one of the many things that makes August Sorrel, August Sorrel.

 

[Sorrel]

Hows my champion today?

 

[Saris]

Can't complain I suppose, I'm just ready to take on the next assignment.

 

[Sorrel]

Yes, I hear you had quite a time with the last one.

 

[Saris]

He was a bit...larger than the report had stated. I have a feeling the final report will reveal he was on enhancements.

 

[Sorrel]

I hear he nearly had you.

 

[Saris]

He tried but...success is measured by the outcome...is it not?

 

[Sorrel]

Indeed it is. (Pause) Here is your next assignment. His name is Stot. He's a nasty character that needs dealing with. Everything you need is in the report. Are you up to...the job? Or do you need a break?

 

[Saris]

I was a bit sore when I woke up but I'm fine now.

 

[Sorrel]

Ah, good. I would like to start sending Dayton with you soon. He's progressing nicely and all indications point to him making a fine Enforcer.

 

[Saris]

Ya, I heard he was doing well.

 

[Sorrel]

That's grossly understated, he is turning out to be a champion like none before him. (Pause)

His…evaluations are beginning to show, that he may very well be the most ruthless and effective Enforcer to date.

 

[Saris]

---(Saris finds this funny. He knows Dayton and doesn't think he will ever become as good as him let alone the best ever.)

Ya right, that kid?...I can see him making Enforcer, but...to go as far as saying he'll be the most ruthless and effective?...I do not agree.

 

[Sorrel]

---(Not angry at the comment, but a bit perturbed, Sorrel answers in a calm collected way)

His tests are indicating he may show more promise than even you Saris...and here I thought you were the champion of champions.

Perhaps he at least, he won't be surprised by a big man and nearly defeated as you were yesterday.

 

[Saris]

Hmmm...

 

[Pike]

Ok so...the others are tied to his neurons. While I still haven't figured out how to reverse engineer everything for our use...this fact presents us with a unique opportunity.

 

[Jones]

What opportunity is that?

 

[Pike]

Well, the neuron bots have been separated long enough that they've probably shut down. If this is the case, than Saris might be more susceptible to emotional manipulation...what I'm trying to say sir...is that now, might be the time to try and...get him on our side.

 

(Monologue)

[Saris]

It was one of those situations where I just had to chomp the apex and keep my mouth shut...and it's not like it was the only time. He continually expresses his favour for Dayton over me. He does it over and over again, to the point that now...I just want to kill them both. (Long pause and deep breath through nose) Not sure why I'm telling you all this. I just had to get it off my chest I guess.

 

[Jones]

---(now speaking to Saris)

Hmmm, perhaps you told me...because your ready to act...because you're tired of this broken system. Perhaps you want it all to end and you want a sort of…revenge for the disregard and lack of respect from Sorrel. If this is the case, then I guess...there's only one question that remains…..are you...Saris...going to join us?

 

(End)

March 31, 2019

03 “Always Chaotic”

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[Narrator]

It's a fine day in the city within the walls. The sun is lighting one corner of the seemingly eternal clouds, giving it an orangish gray hue. The fog is just setting in and the city is a buzz. People are leaving their apartment doors, entering the Tanex taxi cabs and the streets below are busy with delivery vehicles of all kinds. It seems Sorrels message has relaxed this fine people, as they now go about life unaware of the looming danger…

 

(Car door sound)

(Tharin enters the car)

 

[Salistine]

Good morning sir.

 

[Tharin]

Good morning Salistine, how are you?

 

[Salistine]

All systems fully functional and running at optimal levels sir

 

[Tharin]

Good to hear, any messages?

 

[Salistine]

Just one from your insurance agent, would you like me to play that now?

 

[Tharin]

No, council no, that is not a good way to start a day Salistine, honestly. (Breath) what's on the agenda for today?

 

[Salistine]

1st is...Freeland district, 2nd…

 

[Tharin]

Right…Freeland district, I nearly forgot...take me there.

 

[Salistine]

Freeland district it is sir. ETA is 12 minutes and….

 

(Static from Salistine. Tharin starts hitting the dash. A bong sounds and a creepy version of the city anthem begins)

 

[Jones]

Some of you may know me...some may not, so allow me to introduce myself. I'm Jones...the el Capitan of the people's representation. Let me first apologize for interrupting your day, I know your all probably very busy with trying to ignore the lions in our city. The ones who pray on the people...treat them as...disposable, worthless trash, inconvenient realities of their upper class existence. I'm speaking of course, about the council. You see yesterday Sorrel made a speech, a speech about quelling some of the concern for the “missing” Saris. He said, [sarcastically imitating Sorrel] “Saris has not disappeared, but rather he's ill and unable to perform his duties.”[clearing throat] This my fellow citizens, my fellow patrons of this future great city...was a lie. How do I know? Have a look to my left. In this chair beside me...is a beaten, sad, pitiful Saris. I wanted you to see this so you'd know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that the council is full of liars, and Sorrel is the King of the aforementioned agent noun. They continue to lie to you, and cheat you...from the life you all could have here in this city. It's time ladies and gentlemen...time to correct the mistake of our ancestors and rid this city of the council once and for all. Now you might be asking yourself, what would take the councils place? That's a good question, and the Theosin propose a true representative system. We, already have this system written out...and when the time comes that you all have had enough, just as we have, we can move to rid the city of the council and begin to debate this document. I ask you to seriously take this into consideration...for our sake...the sake of the people...the sake of our children. Any who wish to join our cause, will be welcomed as brothers, as sisters, as family. A Theosin brotherhood, a Theosin future, a future for the people.

 

[Salistine]

….and 42 seconds sir. Wait...what just happened?

 

[Tharin]

Salistine, are you alright?

 

[Salistine]

Yes sir I'm fine...incoming call from the councilman…

 

[Tharin]

Yes Answer it.

 

(Phone sound)

(Answering sound)

[Tharin]

Father...What in the name of the council was that?

 

(Jarrett is very concerned. He needs Tharin to act swiftly in the mission he's about to give him)

 

[Jarrett]

Jones has hacked the emergency channel. We've shut him down for now, but I need you to find someone. His name is Knox, you must find Knox.

 

[Tharin]

Who is Knox?

 

[Jarrett]

Let's just say...he's a genius coder. Jones's team has become more advanced than we originally anticipated and Knox is the only one who can stop them.

 

[Tharin]

And this Knox, can create a code to stop that...from ever happening again?

 

[Jarrett]

I haven't the time to explain Tharin, this is very urgent, you must find him.

 

[Tharin]

Ok well...any ideas where I might find said, Knox?

 

[Jarrett]

Talk to Ajin…he and Knox have history. If anyone knows where he is...its Ajin.

 

[Tharin]

(Sarcastic)

Perfect...how I love talking to that cynical man. Let's just hope he knows more about Knox than he does about engineering.

 

[Jarrett]

He'll know where he is, I'm sure of it. When you find him...give him whatever he wants. We need his help. If he says no the people...well...let's just hope he says yes.

 

[Tharin]

I'll promise him the city if I have to. I'm headed to Ajins shop now.

 

[Jarrett]

Let me know when you've found him.

 

[Tharin]

I will father..goodbye.

 

[Jarrett]

Goodbye Tharin...and good luck.

 

(Music starts)

 

[Narrator]

Tharin enters Ross's shop. As always people are grinding away, hammering and soldering wires. The shop always smells of burnt metal and cleaning solvent. A smell that someone of  Tharin's status always has a hard time getting passed. Ross, as usual is seated on his chair in front of his desk, still apparently trying to make his device less...substandard.

 

[Tharin]

Ross

 

[Ross]

No commissioner, I haven't made any progress yet.

 

[Tharin]

I'm not here about the device. I'm looking for someone...someone I was told you're...acquainted with? His name is….

 

(Interrupting Tharin)

[Ross]

Let me guess...Knox.

 

[Tharin]

Well that was a pretty good guess.

 

[Ross]

Yes well...I heard the transmission this morning. I assumed you'd be by looking for someone to shut down Jones.

 

[Tharin]

I'm just...impressed you knew who I was looking for really, that was just crazy. Are you reading my mind?

 

[Ross]

No I'm not reading your mind.

 

[Thatin]

Because if you have something that reads minds I could really put that work.

 

[Ross]

No commissioner Grady, I don't have a device…

 

(Interrupted by Tharin)

 

[Tharin]

Well let's just see if you can do it a second time shall we. What I'm going to ask next?

 

[Ross]

(Breath)

You want to know where he is.

 

[Tharin]

(Laughing)

Honestly Mr Ajin, that's just amazing….If I had a cookie I'd give it to you. Unfortunately I had no idea we'd be playing this game…

 

[Ross]

Do you want to know where he is or not?

 

[Tharin]

That is why I'm here Mr Ajin.

 

[Ross]

He's in the Graven Rouge district.

 

[Tharin]

Psss, of course he is. I mean why wouldn't he be, right? It's only the worst spot in the city...full of thieves, chem A addicted trash, vagabonds and fully approved criminals.

 

[Ross]

Yes well, he's kind of a recluse. That's why he chose to hide there...people leave him alone...until now that is.

 

[Tharin]

Hopefully there are more details you can provide me with. I mean I really can't  just go in and there start asking around. People aren't going to like fact….that I'm even there, let alone answer any of my questions.

 

[Ross]

He lives in Drydent Hall, apartment number 501.

 

[Tharin]

Perfect...that wasn't so hard now was it? Thank you for your time Mr Ajin...oh…and one last thing.

 

[Ross]

(Perturbed exhaling as he talks)

Yes what is it?

 

[Tharin]

The device…call me as soon as you have something.

 

[Ross]

Of course commissioner Grady…as soon as I have something you'll be the first to know.

 

[Tharin]

Great, thank you.

 

[Ross]

(Perturbed)

Your welcome, (under breath) marionette swine.

 

[Narrator]

Tharin heads to Drydent Hall in one of the most dangerous districts in the city, the Graven district. This place is run by the Graven Rouges...fully approved by the council they are the underground crime syndicate and they don't like authorities sniffing around on their territory. Salistine touches down on the wet concrete on a poorly lit street. Tharin exits the vehicle and heads into a building that looks vacated long ago. He finds room 501….

 

(Knock, Knock, Knock)

(Chained door opens)

 

[Tharin]
Woah, hello..

[Knox]
Hello….who are you?

[Tharin]
Commissioner Grady...are you Knox?

[Knox]
Who's asking?

[Tharin]
I thought we'd already established that but ok...I'm…

[Knox]
Yes, yes of course you are, your commissioner Grady, heir to the Grady house, commissioner of...of the northern policing force.

[Tharin]
That's right...may I come in?

[Knox]
Why?

[Tharin]
The council would like to offer you a job. I'm here to negotiate said job.

[Knox]
Have you seen bisket?

[Tharin]
What? Who's bisket?

[Knox]
My dog...hes usually very still...he almost always stays put, I can't find him anywhere. Have you seen him?

[Tharin]
No I haven't I...I can't say that I've seen any dogs...so...can I come in so we can talk?

[Knox]
Yes of course you can, where are my manners.

(Door opens)

[Knox]
Mind the wires now...don't trip, I'd hate for you unplug anything...I'm in the middle of very important research.

[Tharin]
I'll be careful.

[Knox]
Please, do have a seat.

[Tharin]
Sure, so about the job…

[Knox]
Yes please...what does the council need from its humble servant.

[Tharin]
Jones, the leader of the….

[Knox]
Yes, yes the leader of the Theosin. I heard his transmission this morning.

[Tharin]
Well we need you to shut him down...keep him...off the grid. Can you do that?

[Knox]
Hmmm…this is easy, an easy task...I'll just need a few things of course.

[Tharin]
Name them.

[Knox]
First find my dog bisket.

[Tharin]
Ok… [angered] this is absurd. I don’t have time -

[Knox]
[Quickly cutting off Tharin]
If you want the help you’ll oblige...please [Pauses]
Now second, I need a lab to continue my research and funding for...whatever I need and...a more suitable living condition.

[Tharin]
[Perturbed and becoming impatient]
I suppose that can be handled.

[Knox]
Great, let me shut down this program and I'll get started on yours. It’ll only take...an hour maybe.

[Tharin]
Perfect...what's...that over there? Is that a stuffed animal?

(Overjoyed)
[Knox]
Oh, you've found him you….you've found him. Thank you…thank you commissioner Grady. I'll do whatever you need...I...I can't believe you found bisket…
(Talking to the dog like its real)
Who's my good little boy, who's my good little bisket. Don't ever disappear like that again. You scared daddy half to death.

 

(Scene fades)

 

[Narrator]

As Tharin contemplates the move of hiring a strange...somewhat crazy old man, Ross sits at his desk working on his device. Hours upon hours he's poured over this thing and now he finally has something. He calls Tharin to gives him the news and Tharin rushes over to hear what Ross has for him…

 

[Tharin]

Ok Ross...why am I hear?

 

[Ross]

Well, let me just say...this is a very sophisticated thing they've done, extremely advanced and unbelievable impressive. However, I have deciphered the bulk of it. We now have 7 Saris's verses 50.

 

[Tharin]

You brought me...all the way down here...to tell me...you still don't know where Saris is?

 

[Ross]

No...well yes, but this is a huge improvement from where we were this morning.

 

[Tharin]

[Aggressively aggravated - pointed]

Explain how, still not knowing where Saris is...is a huge improvement.

 

[Ross]

Ok well, if someone could monitor these 7 signals they may very well turn up a pattern. That pattern might lead either to Saris, or...other Theosin members that can be interrogate.

 

[Tharin]

Ross [pauses to contemplate excitement]…that's actually a pretty good idea...ok, you've redeemed yourself. You are now in charge of watching for a pattern.

 

[Ross]

Commissioner Grady, I hardly have time-

 

[Tharin]

Perhaps a stay in the cage would provide you enough time.

 

[Ross]

Fine...I'll keep an eye on it…

 

[Narrator]

Ross and Tharin are interrupted by Ross's workshop coms, static, bong…

 

[Tharin]

Oh not this again

 

[Ross]

Shhhhh

 

[Sorrel]

(Placing his hand over the mic)

Turn the anthem off

....I'm here...on the emergency channel to apologize to my fellow citizens, of this once peaceful city. Apologize for the treACHERY AND LACK OF RESPECT FOR YOU All. (Clears throat) This (highlight the next word and slow down the word at ings) mornings interruption...will not go unpunished, for that you have my word and the word of the full council. Know, that this "Jones", who ironically calls your trusted council LIARS... is himself...the (mocking Jones) "aforementioned agent noun"....(taking your time now to choose your words) Allow me to put this accusation, now...to rest. As you can see for those of you who have a visual...Saris is right here, in this hospital bed, fighting for his life. (Pause) Know also, that only a coward and a deviant deceiver of men, would use a sick, near death near death agent of our fair land, to further an agenda that a people of such calibre would never fall for without a stunt such as this. I am truly sorry for the (loathing feeling as he says the word) negligence...for a team that controls the airways. They will be dealt with and this morning mishap will never happen again. Rest assured that our top doctors...will have our beloved Saris back on his feet soon. Until then, Dayton will be searching the city for the perpetrator Jones. When found...he will be executed live for the whole city to witness, so that justice is served to the innocent who fell prey to this predator that perverts the truth. I only ask, that if you see Jones, you call the commissioners offices immediately. Jones is an infection beyond mending, and we will burn all that it spreads to. I beg your forgiveness my great people and leave you tonight, with they only hope we have as a United force against division...that is our blessing. May the blessings of the council be with you always, goodnight.

 

(Foot steps, Tharin is leaving in a hurry)

 

[Ross]

commissioner…

 

[Tharin]

Stay on it Ross, find a pattern.

 

(Tharin pushes his coms button halfway through his statement to Ross. Door shuts, Tharin is outside)

 

[Tharin]

Father. What is going on? Did you know about that transmission?

 

[Jarrett]

No. Sorrel is...working without the approval of the council. Things are getting dangerous. If he is allowed to continue in this...I don't know what will happen. This chaos needs to end. The council is afraid hes growing to bold. They're afraid he might not relinquish this new power grab. I need some good news Tharin.

 

[Tharin]

Knox should be finished with the code by now. Did you get my message?

 

[Jarrett]

Yes. Everything is set for him. We've met his demands and he will soon be employed by the council. What of the device.

 

[Tharin]

There's been an improvement, but we haven't found Saris yet.

 

[Jarrett]

There's rumors that Jones's speech has already caused damage in the people's confidence...for the council. There's talk of an uprising.

 

[Tharin]

Yes well...if it comes to that, my team and James Corins team will be ready.

 

[Jarrett]

Let's just hope that Sorrels last speech has done the trick. We may be angry with him...but it was the only option I think.

 

[Narrator]

As Tharin and Jarrett discuss the future of chaotic events, Jones pops in to check on Saris...and give him a bit of news. Saris sits in a metal chair in the middle of a warehouse. The windows shed a bit of light as Jones approaches.

 

[Jones]

Saris how wonderful to see you again.

 

[Saris]

Back so soon Jones? What's the problem this time? Tharin getting closer to finding me...closer to relieving you of your worthless life?

 

[Jones]

Nope, neither of those. I have something I want you to see.

 

[Narrator]

Jones reaches into his pocket and pulls out a neon purple ball. It's the size of a quarter and has a slight glow. He tosses it in the air and it stops 4 ft from Saris, level with his head. It begins to project a screen. What's playing? Just Sorrels latest message….

 

[Jones]

You see Saris...this is what I was talking about. Sorrel cares nothing for you.

 

[Saris]

It's a doctored video.

 

[Jones]

Is it? My techs tell me…that this is a real person...you see now….they've replaced you. Sorrel….has...replaced you.

 

[End]

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When a child is born into this fine city, a communication device is placed just beneath the left ear. The device can, connect to a car or house depending on the owner's setting, so communication appears more...normal, and this is how our story begins. Aleen wakes startled, by an incoming call broadcast by her house com, she quickly press's the coms button on her night stand and says...

*ANSWERING NOISE*

[Aleen]
(Waking up to the phone ringing)
Mmmm....hello

[Jones]
Ah Miss Harris. Sorry to call you. However,  I'm a very busy man...and quite impatient. I'm calling for an update...how'd the date go.

[Aleen]
(Aleen is totally disgusted)
(Breath)
That's really none of your business Jones...and wasn't I suppose to call you?

[Jones]
Yes, but as I said before I'm very busy...not to mention, impatient. As far as my business...yes, it kind of is. Now about my update...would it make you feel better if I asked please?

[Aleen]
(Breaths again)
Tharin didn't really want to talk about it. All he told me was, Sorrel placed Dayton in Saris's place and the council isn't happy...at all. That's all he told me.

[Jones]

(False positivity with Aleen, feels this interaction was on the verge of ‘wasting time’)
Well...its not much...and information we already knew...but I'll give you credit for the attempt at least. Thank you Miss Harris, we'll be in touch.

(Phone hangs up)
[Aleen]
Jerk

(Song and intro)

[Narrator]

(Keeping its normative pace, the city is hard at work, ignoring the dangers that loom with each political checkmate. In the heart of the city, a light morning fog sets in around a workshop. The sun, always in it's own power struggle with the thick clouds, lends a slight glow, that gleams lightly off Ross’s spotless high-tech workshop. Tharin enter the shop, eager to see his commissioned device. Ross reveals his genius machine, Tharin looks over it for a second and says...)

[Tharin]
So I just push this button...and what? It shows me the location of Saris?

[Ross]
The location of his tracking device at least. Last night I tested it on my own pps unit and it works fine. I just put in Saris's. Once it's done...you just push the button...and it should, yes, show you his location.

[Tharin]
Perfect, what are we waiting for?

[Ross]
It has to go through the calculations.

[Tharin]
Hmmm...how long does that take?

(Ding)
[Ross]
It's done...go ahead.

[Tharin]
Well that went quicker than I was expecting. Here goes nothing.

(Machine makes noise)

[Tharin]
Is this some kind of joke Mr Ajin?

[Ross]
What do you mean?

[Tharin]
Have a look for yourself, see if you can figure out what I mean.

[Ross]
How is that....what's it doing?

[Tharin]
Well if you can't figure it out, how am I supposed to know?

[Ross]
They must have encrypted the signal somehow.

[Tharin]
Or it doesn't work.

[Ross]
I assure you, commissioner Grady it works.

[Tharin]
Ok then, if that's not it, there appears to be, by my count, around 50 Saris's all over the city.

[Ross]
Yes I see that. They've encrypted his passcode somehow, see how they're all moving around. They've tied his code to others throughout the city. It's going to take a while to figure out.

[Tharin]
Right....let's hope you can figure it out Mr Ajin. If not, someone must be held responsible...is that clear?

[Ross]
As a bell.

[Tharin]
Good...well don't let me stop you...get to work.

[Narrator]
(Tharin, in a moment of frustration abandons the desk that holds the device. Ross sits in the background behind him, leaning against the duos new machine, he stares at it for a moment, hopelessly as if the answer will reveal itself. Tharin paces back and forth, pressing the coms button just below his left ear saying...)

[Tharin]

Call father...

It doesn't work...

[Ross]
(Loudly speaking to Tharin as he walks away)
It works fine...
(Under breath)
I just have to figure out the code

[Tharin]
Hes working on it now. I'll talk to you in a bit.

 

[Narrator]

(Ross Ajin continues his work, continuing to question how ‘he,’ of all people, could be outwitted by the Theosin. Tharin steps away from the workshop for a break from the discord within in his very political life. He makes his way towards Aleen’s, glancing at her coat from the night before that now looks at home, on his passenger seat. He smiles for a moment, and begins to wonder if Aleen enjoyed the night as much as he did.)

 

(Knock, knock, knock)

[Aleen]

(Surprised and concerned, but there is a moment of flickering happiness.)

Tharin, what are you doing here?

 

[Tharin]

I just wanted to return your coat...and apologize.

 

[Aleen]

Apologize for what?

 

[Tharin]

For not trusting you with the investigation. I have a very hard time trusting anyone, the city is full of people trying...to do...bad things, anyway. I'm sorry to insult your character in that way.

 

[Aleen]

No need to apologize, and I know what you mean about...bad people.

 

(Awkward silence)

(Both talk at the same time)

 

[Aleen]

Thanks for taking….

 

[Tharin]

Well, I just wanted to…

 

[Aleen]

I'm sorry (laughing)

 

[Tharin]

No, I'm sorry go ahead.

 

[Aleen]

I was just going to say, thank you for taking me to Madison Fare last night.  I know you had to, with the bet and all, but...I really had a good time thank you.

 

[Tharin]

I also had a good time. You're quite an entertainer and I needed a break so, thank you, for...forcing me to take you.

 

[Aleen]

We should do it again sometime.

 

[Tharin]

(Momentary pause, considering his next words)

I think we should.

 

[Aleen]

Really?

 

[Tharin]

Yes, really...maybe something a little less expensive next time though.

 

[Aleen]

(Laughing)

Right, I hope it didn't set you back to far.

 

[Tharin]

No it's fine. Anyways…(breath) I'd better go. We'll talk later though?

 

[Aleen]

Ya

 

[Tharin]

Ok, goodbye Aleen.

 

[Aleen]

Goodbye Tharin.

 

[Narrator]
(Aleen closes the door behind Tharin, watching him for a moment through the looking glass. She smiles. Leaning against the door, she clutches the moment.)

 

[Aleen]

He trusts me…

 

[Narrator]

(Her hands dropping to her sides, her eyes widen, as concern blankets her face…

[Aleen]

Oh crap...he trusts me.

 

[Narrator]

 

(Aleen contemplates the dilemma before her; foster a newfound trust, or betray it.

 

*pause*

Before us sits a warehouse at the edge the city border: windows boarded, corrugated sheets cracked, and fallen from the rooftop, rafters aged, bent and breaking. A swathe of dust would be collected on them if it were not for the mice running to and fro from their homes, rested neatly in unperturbed corners of this uninhabited warehouse.

 

Saris sits alone. Wrists and ankles burned by the ropes that bind him. His sight darkened by the blindfold. Alone with his thoughts, confined within the silence of this abandoned building. They practically echoed in his mind.

 

But what's this? Another sound? A foot step. Multiple in fact. They echo off the concrete, shaking the rust from the rafters above…)

 

[Jones]

Moose

 

[Moose]

Yes sir?

 

[Jones]

It would appear our adversaries have found a way to track Saris.

 

[Saris]

(Laughing in his evil “you're so dead” laugh)

 

[Jones]

(Pausing for a moment to recognize Saris's laugh)

So here's the plan. Saris is to be moved every 8 hours. Here's the next location, you now have 7 hours and 22 minutes and….23 seconds 22, 21. Anyways, keep him moving.

 

[Saris]

(Laughing again at the plan)

If they've already found a way to track me, your dead where you stand.

 

[Moose]

What's the likelihood they'll find us?

 

[Jones]

I'm told by our techs, that we have a 99.7% success rate if we move every 8 hours. That goes down by 20% every half hour afterwards. So I suggest you keep him on the move.

(Jones now speaking to Saris in a calm manner)

Oh and don't worry Saris, Sorrel has all but abandoned you. Hes placed Dayton in charge. The one looking for you is Tharin. So as you see Sorrel has written you off...the offer still stands if you want to, oh I don't know, help?

 

[Saris]

(A mixture of disbelief, and potentially fostered anger)

Sorrel wouldn't abandon me. Not after all that I've done for him, and Dayton won't last a week.

 

[Jones]

Yes well...offer still stands, let me know when you wake up and realize Sorrel cares only for himself...and Dayton.

(Jones starts to walk away but stops for one last comment)

Oh and...one last thing...don't test my patients by pretending to care for the council. I know your disdain, and soon Sorrel will show his lack of interest in you. When that happens I'll be here to give you a...shot at revenge. Goodbye for now Saris.

 

(Jones leaves the room)

 

[Saris]

Was he telling the truth Moose? Has Sorrel made Dayton Enforcer?

 

[Moose]

Ya. It's not official yet, but as of right now...Dayton is filling the spot.

 

[Narrator]

(Under Saris’ breath is a growl. His breath feels heavy. His chest knotted, heat rising up the back of his neck. He pulls at his bindings to distract himself. Light trickles of blood scatter on the concrete floor. A new sound, alone once again with Saris’ thoughts.)

 

*pause*

 

Tharin, frustrated sits in his car. Unsure if he is more angry by the lack of results from Ross's device, the case to find Saris, or the indent left by the wheel in the palm of his hand. Moments pass, feeling like hours. Even committing to conversation with his car, Salistine.

 

[Tharin]

I am beyond frustrated Salistine. There are so many variables.

 

[Salestine]

Variables you have invariably been trained in, sir.

 

[Tharin]

Yes this is true Salistine.

 

[Salistine]

I just want to say sir...I have done nothing but help when I can, that said sir, I was wondering if you could stop hitting my control wheel?

 

[Tharin]

Yes of course Salistine, I'm sorry. It's just...what do I do with Ross. I know he's not sabotaging the machine, but the lack of results is quite disappointing. I mean, it's not like I can just kill him, we need him.

 

[Salistine]

Sorry to interrupt sir, but an incoming call from councilman Grady's office, do you accept?

 

[Tharin]

Yes of course Salistine, patch it through.

 

[Salistine]

Patching through now sir.

 

[Jarrett]

Tharin, are you sitting down?

 

[Tharin]

Yes, I'm in the car why?

 

[Jarrett]

Sorrel is about to give an address to the entire city.

 

[Tharin]

An address about what?

 

[Jarrett]

He thinks it's a good idea to quell some of the concern over Saris's disappearance.

 

[Tharin]

He's actually going to tell people Saris is missing?

 

[Jarrett]

No...hes going to tell people Saris is Ill and unable to perform his duties as Enforcer.

 

[Tharin]

Well that's better than telling them he's missing.

 

[Jarrett]

I don't agree that lying to the people is a good idea. He's going to dig a hole for the council.

 

[Tharin]

Hmmm, is there anyway to delay him for a few days?

 

[Jarrett]

No, he's going to go live in a few minutes. I have to go. The council has been requested to stand behind him in the address.

 

[Tharin]

Of course, that way you can't deny knowing…

 

[Jarrett]

Exactly...I'm truly concerned Tharin. Find Saris, and do it soon...or we'll have more than just his disappearance to worry about.

 

[Tharin]

I'll do my best father.

 

[Jarrett]

Of course you will, goodbye son.

 

[Tharin]

Goodbye father.

Salistine?

 

[Salistine]

Yes sir?

 

(Salistine is interrupted by an official address. It starts with a bong then the city anthem begins)

 

[Sorrel]

Greeting, salutations, hello and blessings be with you all. My brothers and sisters, I apologize for the interruption of your evening, but I have a grave concern. I've been notified that there are rumors flying about this fine city, about the disappearance of our beloved Saris. Know that he, our sworn protector, our refuge from chaos, our friend and our brother has not disappeared. He is right now...unable to tend to his sworn duties do to an illness, an illness that has him more than just under the weather. I feared, having to inform you of this, because I wanted to save you from the stress you might incur having heard said news. However, I also feared the rumors might cause more damage, so in the Hopes that I, councilman Sorrel, could save you the more stressful thing, I have decided to release this news to you here. My fellow citizens, the council and I care a great deal for you, so know that we always take the actions necessary to keep you all safe. This being said, we have placed Dayton in Saris's stead, til he is either able to return to his regular duties or is forced to retire his title to Dayton. I apologize for the delayed announcement, but as I said before we were hoping to save you the stress. Know that the doctors are working around the clock taking care of our Saris. I ask that you keep the hope that he will be returned to us soon...healthy and ready to resume his responsibilities. I will leave you tonight with our blessing, and pride. For we are proud of the great people of this majestic city, for the way they handle such situations. That is with confidence and courage. Until next time my brothers and Sisters...may the blessing of the council be with you always...goodnight.

 

[Narrator]

Sorrel’s voice echoes in every corner of the city. Across all mediums, his lies spread to an all too trusting populace. Well, trust from some of “his” population. There was one set of ears in particular whose call was interrupted by the message. The man who has Saris himself. The man who without a doubt knows of Sorrel’s lies.

 

[Jones]

Well played Sorrel, but you aren’t the only one with a hand in this game. You want to play?.....Let's play.

February 1, 2019

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