The Pretender s02e03 Episode Script

Previous scene on the pretender: I tell you that all the weirdness around here is courtesy of Mr Skin Grafts himself.
- The place has been different ever since¡­ - Since Raines was shot.
- I'm no marksman.
- I didn't even want to take a gun, remember? If I'd shot sterno head he would be snoring through dirt right now instead of filling bed-pans in The Centre's burn unit.
The Centre cut you out of the loop this time.
Good thing they sent a replacement.
-What are you talking about Jarod? - I'm talking about the blonde.
Any progress locating your missing father? Who says he's missing? It's time to come home Jarod.
Take my hand.
I can't reach you Mum.
Try.
You can do it.
Mum! Mum, don't go.
Mum, Mum Don't go.
This is where Jarod spent most of his time while he stayed with us.
In a tepee? Yeah.
But no, this is a sensory deprivation tank.
I'm surprised he'd get near one of these things again.
But Jarod enjoyed floating in the tank.
It gave him a taste of the freedom he so desperately craved.
Most people go in the tank for an hour at a time.
Jarod, Jarod would stay in for days at a time.
And then he'd come out and go around hugging everyone he saw.
I never experienced such a connection to another human being in my entire life.
Maybe if you showered once in a while the experience wouldn't be quite so unique.
Did Jarod leave anything behind? He said to give you this.
Thank you.
I have a gun and I'll use it.
Cool! Let's go find the wonder boy.
Living in a tepee, somebody help me.
Help! Someone please help me.
Help me, please.
Ah I'm coming.
Just hang on.
Jarod.
Wait for the basket.
There's no time.
This rope's not going to hold.
Roger, call the chopper now.
Ah Just hang on.
More line.
Jarod what the hell are you doing? I said wait for the basket.
Sit tight.
I've got you.
It's a great day to be alive.
There are pretends among us.
Genuises with the ability to become anyone they want to be.
In 1963, a corporation known as the Centre isolated a young Pretender named Jarod, and exploited his genius for their research.
Then one day, the pretender ran away THE PRETENDER Season 2 Episode 3 Over The Edge The word from the hospital is your victim is going to be fine.
Well that's great news.
And the word around here is that you're a player.
You should have seen him.
Instant legend, man.
You'd better watch out Bobby.
Looks like there's a new Spiderman in town.
Yeah well we'll see who has the web.
-Spider man? - Yeah! Like in the comics.
Hey, guys.
Look, interstate brochures from Denver.
Looks like he's serious.
Are you thinking of transferring out? Retiring.
Denver is where my grandson is.
Come on you guys.
This is a good thing.
Makes room for the young guys moving up.
Okay.
Pack and stack.
We're due at the tower in thirty.
Oh man.
This is the third drill this week.
Get used to it.
When Bobby makes captain he'll drill us 24/7.
You've got that right.
Jarod, everybody kicks in.
It's SOP.
It's sort of a ritual.
Every time we come back safe from a run we drop in a fiver for Chris.
- He's the guy who fell from the drill tower? - Just come out of coma.
I thought the department insurance plan covered accidents.
It does cover accidents.
But, ah Chris tried to kill himself.
Where have you guys been? We've been to our own little corner of heaven.
Got you something.
Thanks.
You wouldn't believe what's going on around here.
I rarely do.
Any word on my father? No.
Noone knows where he is.
There's Princess Tryhard now.
We don't want to make accusations you can't prove.
Oh, Please.
Sydney you know what do yourself a favour.
Take some steroids.
Ever since she and Mr Lyle showed up this whole place has gotten strange.
Well it's just about to get stranger.
There he is? That's the guy.
Oh God! They're coming this way.
Oh, Miss Parker.
Sydney.
Mr.
Broots.
This is Dr Curtis.
He's consulting for Mr Lyle and me.
Nice to meet you.
I'm sure.
If he needs to speak with you We'd appreciate it if you made yourself available.
Certainly.
Cheers.
Shall we? Dortor.
- Who is he? - That's what I've been trying tell you.
He's some kind of criminal behaviourist.
They brought him here to find who shot Mr Raines.
Oh God this is bad, this is really, really bad.
Relax Broots.
They're looking for a shooter not a whiner.
Yeah well they're going to pin the shooting on someone And the way I figure we're the ones walking around with the biggest targets on our backs.
If you're innocent you have nothing to worry about.
Sydney this is the Centre.
Maybe no one will miss you but I have a little daughter who loves her daddy.
We don't even know if he will want to talk to us.
Fat chance.
I hear Mr Raines is going to force everyone who was at the shooting to interview with this guy.
And I mean everyone.
Peachie.
Move it! Come on Jarod! Your victim's had time to take in a double feature.
Go, go, go, go -Move it! -Two minutes -2'1'', 2'2'', 2'3'', 2'4'', 2'5'', 2'6'' -Move it, here now, hold the way Not good either not for a simple up and over.
Hey, Keep it down over there.
I'm trying to think over here.
Oh God we woke up the monster.
Who's that? He likes to be called Spenser.
All he does is complain about the noise and write poetry.
Don't get him going.
You'll have to buy him something.
- Is this where Chris tried to kill himself? Roger found him right here.
You know I thought Chris and I could tell each other everything.
I knew he was depressed but he never said anything about suicide.
Maybe it wasn't? He left a note on his computer.
You know I saw this happen in Chicago.
This guy, he got really depressed about the job All the pressure.
Nah! It wasn't the job.
Chris loved Rescue.
Well if it wasn't the job maybe it was his family.
His mother left when he was really little.
She just walked out.
After his dad died a couple of years ago Chris started looking for her.
-He didn't find her? -No.
But he felt she was close by.
He ran personal ads in the paper, searched the net, did everything he could think of.
He probably thought he would never find her, That he would always have that feeling of empty I can't imagine what it would be like never knowing your mother.
"USAR Member Attempts Suicide at Training Facility" "Mom, Please call me, Chris (509) 555-0154" "Grace Welman Where are you? Call Chris (509) 555-0154" Chris, Chris, You need to be calm.
Chris, Chris, You need to calm down.
Calm now.
Please.
Calm now, Please! Chris I'm sorry This is a really bad time for visitors.
Chris, No.
Come on, it's okay.
Chris, Chris.
Calm down.
- Please could you come back later? - It's not unusual For a post coma to lose sense of time and location.
He's afraid.
He needs human contact.
He needs to know that he's loved.
Are you a therapist? I know what it's like to be isolated from people.
Jo-Ellen, come here.
Hold him.
Go ahead.
He's still your friend.
Hold him.
Chris, Chris, It's Jo-Ellen.
Sh, Sh, it's alright.
It's okay, it's alright.
Let's go over this again Because I want to get it straight.
He was a spider and a man.
No.
He was a high school student bitten by a radioactive spider.
That must hurt.
Then he developed spider powers.
He could climb up walls, shoot webs And he had spider sense.
Which is? I don't know.
His head would tingle and stuff.
Oh well I wasn't aware that arachnids had heads that tingled.
I don't know from arachnids but Spiderman's did.
This is fascinating.
I'll read them all.
GRACE WELMAN WHERE ARE YOU? CALL CHRIS (509) 555-0154 Mrs Welman.
My name is Jarod.
I'm a friend of Chris.
Hi, You have the wrong person.
My name's Carter.
I know it was before you were married.
- What do you want? - It's not what I want But what Chris wants.
He's been trying to find you.
Mrs.
Welman, your son needs you.
I didn't ask to be needed And I sure as well didn't ask to be found.
Mum.
I love you.
I love you, Mum.
Mum, I love you.
Don't leave me mum.
Mum.
Mum, don't go! Mum.
mum, don't go! Sydney.
Did your mother ever hug you? Jarod.
It's important that you get in the tank.
What was it like to be hugged by your mother? How does it feel? That's not relevant.
Jarod the tank relaxes you.
You can focus on the simulation.
I want to know what it's like to be hugged.
I've forgotten what it feels like.
Jarod, listen to me.
You will never have that experience.
Your mother is .
.
.
It will be best if you just forgot about her.
No.
I'll never forget her.
Never.
Jarod.
Dwelling on your family will only get in the way of your work.
Finding my family is my work, Sydney.
We're only trying to find out who had the capacity to shoot Mr Raines.
And I'm only here to help.
Look I realise this is a difficult position for you.
But it's just a waste of both of our times.
You never married did you? You don't expect me to answer rhetorical questions? No.
Tell me about your relationship with Jarod.
Why don't you tell me.
Alright.
I think he's taken the role of the son you never had.
What are your feelings for him? You're doing so well.
Don't stop now.
I think you love Jarod very much I think you would almost do anything to protect him.
But I'm curious, off the record.
How do you live with yourself Knowing that you abducted a child from his family? I was not involved in Jarod's abduction.
But after it happened you did nothing about it.
You had no problem No twinge of conscience About robbing him of a chance to live a normal life? I didn't have a choice.
Didn't you? I had to do what I was told.
By whom? The same person who tells you what to do.
Exactly.
So we both know that you hold Mr Raines personally Responsible for the destruction of Jarod's life And we also know that killing Raines Would give you a deep sense of satisfaction.
It's only human nature.
I abhor violence.
Well, but that doesn't mean given a strong enough motivation, that you wouldn't stoop to it.
I think we're done, Doctor.
Don't look so sad.
It's a comic book, man.
You know, comic, fun? This Spider man, he's a fascinating superhero.
Yet beneath all these heroics he's lead a very sad life.
He never knew his parents, He feels responsible for his uncle's death people are always trying to kill him.
Curse of the superhero.
It's tragic really.
Peter Parker didn't have a real problem.
Now She-Hawk her life was tragic.
I'm glad you guys are here.
Check your speed scores.
The condemned move faster to the gallows.
Looks like we're going to be in for more drilling.
You've got that right Now Jarod you work with Roger Saturday morning Jo-Ellen you and Bobby hit the tower in the afternoon.
Let me switch with Jarod.
I have plans for Saturday.
Change em.
There's no one faster with the rope than Bobby that's where you need improvement.
And just think, you can sleep in on Saturday and get some extra beauty sleep not that you need it.
No I'm serious Captain.
Let me switch.
I'm serious too.
No.
Now come on we've got more sunshine to spread.
See you later.
What's Chris working with? A bungie cord.
It helps strengthen his muscles.
Very clever.
A rubber band with hooks.
That's the concept.
What are his chances for recovery? Too soon to say.
But I'm an optimist.
He could regain a good portion of his cognitive and motor skills.
Has he been able to communicate anything about his fall? No.
There has been some improvement with his pre- and post- traumatic amnesia but still, no indication that he has any memory of the accident.
There must have been some damage to his frontal lobe.
More than likely he never had time to encode the event into his long time memory.
You don't know about bungie cords But you know about Deerling's theory on shock trauma.
I used to moonlight as a psychological re-constructionist.
And I read his file.
It says here that Chris landed on his back.
That's right.
The haematoma on his twelfth thoracic vertebrae would indicate that he fell on something.
Paramedics didn't note it.
I would have expected his injuries to be more severe a fall from four stories.
It's usually fatal.
Were you a triage surgeon too? Only until I became a rodeo clown.
No.
No.
No Hey.
I wanna hear something that loud I'll stick a gun in my mouth.
Hey I'm sorry.
I just fell off a building.
Hey, wait, Wait up.
I want to talk to you for a second.
Don't you have anything better to do at 3am? -It's 7am.
-Yup.
The noise pollution gets worse every day.
If you're so concerned about the noise why don't you move into a shelter? Hey, hey, A poet needs freedom to create.
This is freedom.
haha -Wow -Yeah The only drawback is the noise.
It's forcing me toward Haiku.
Were you here writing your poetry the day that the man fell from the building? Uh, Yeah.
Yeah.
You see I was flowing a rhyme when all of a sudden I heard somebody screaming "No No No Don't!" kinda like you were doing.
And then and then Boom.
After a little while all hell broke loose.
Sirens, ambulances, cops.
I tell you my creativity was shot for the day.
I've seen the police report.
There's no mention that you ever told the police what you heard.
No.
No see, I didn't tell the cops.
I told one of you rescue guys.
- Who? - I do not know.
I mean, this guy, he, he came up and he said sorry about the noise Gave me twenty bucks and told me to get a hot meal.
and that, my friend, it's poetic.
What did he look like? golden, gear and helmets and everything all you guys look the same.
Hey, hey.
You know what? He had some sort of fancy money chip.
It had sort of like a, ah, a spider web design right in the middle.
Water melon, right? Yeah.
That's what we call them here on earth.
Tonight's dessert.
Why are you banging them? I'm not banging, I'm clumping.
How do you tell when watermelon's ripe? I don't know.
I've never eaten one.
Well Starman, you're definitely in for a treat.
We're all chipping in so you owe me five bucks.
Five bucks huh? Actually I don't have any cash on me.
Come on man.
Hey! Nobody gets out of paying.
What's the matter? Mummy didn't give you any lunch money today? -Something like that.
Can you cover me? -Yeah.
- You will pay me back, right? - Of course I will.
If we can't trust each other who can we trust? Right.
I got word that you ah .
.
.
Come in.
Sit! Cute kids.
I've been looking over your file.
There's a letter in here from a Mrs Mosely.
What, my fourth grade teacher? - How far back does that thing go? - The letter is addressed to your mother.
Apparently Mrs Mosely was concerned for your safety at school.
Why was that? You know how kids are, you know.
They like to pick on the egg head.
Do you remember what it felt like to be picked on? Yes I guess so, when I think about it.
You're next.
So did you ever attempt to defend yourself against those bullies.
The bullies.
No.
actually no, I learned how to outsmart them.
What about today? How do you respond to people who pick on you today.
-No one bullies me -Really I was under the impression that Miss Parker often teased your task.
She likes to tease me.
Friends do that.
Oh so you two are friends? Well, ah no, wait a minute, not, ah, not exactly.
Let's go.
How does Mr Raines treat you? Mr.
Raines.
Always Um has treated me fairly with great respect.
That's very interesting because it says in here that you have been overheard disparaging him on more than one occasion.
That's .
.
.
that's a flat out lie.
Who said that? I would like to know who said that.
That would be ah Mr Raines.
It must eat you up knowing that people have picked on you your whole life, and you've always had to take it, never getting to even the score.
How long will you let people demean and belittle you until you finally say "enough, it ends here" - How much humiliation can you take? - I know what you're trying to do.
You're trying to get inside my head stir it up a bit Well it's not going to work.
You, Let's go.
I want to stay here.
Hey, Hey you.
Leave her alone! What are they going to do with her.
What do you think they're going to do to her? Are they going to hurt her? The way Mr Raines implied that he would do to your daughter.
Do you want to know the truth.
I'll give you the truth.
If anyone was ever to hurt my daughter, even tried to hurt my daughter I'd kill them.
I don't care who.
I'd kill them.
-Sydney -How's the book? I'm not sure how Judge Teale is going to wrap this one up.
How did you know? You always used to sit down at your desk at eight p.
m.
with a good book.
- Does it still relax you?? - You know me too well.
I can hear birds in the background.
It must still be light where you are.
You're getting very good at this.
I can also hear sadness in your voice.
I guess you know me too well.
I've been thinking about my mother lately.
What it's going to be like when we finally meet.
Go on.
How to say, It's just that we've been separated for so long.
Will she .
.
.
never mind.
Everyone wants to believe that their mother's love is absolute.
Sadly that's not always the case.
Did your mother love you? Yes, I believe she did, but know this.
If the mother rejects her offspring rarely does the blame fall upon the child.
It is usually an indication that the woman does not love herself.
Thank you, Sydney.
Hey! I told you to leave me alone.
This will help when the methadone doesn't.
You were at the free clinic getting your daily dose but methadone it doesn't stop the craving for heroin it only replaces it.
That's why you still keep getting the sweats.
Your body is screaming for relief.
Are you a junkie? No but I was a congressional adviser on drug policy for a while.
Scout's honour.
This is arginine root.
It's an organic herb.
It has a great calming affect.
Friends of mine, they harvest it in Oregon.
Trust me it works.
Oh, Damn it.
Is this Chris? Yes when he was eleven years old.
His poppa sent it to me at a halfway house.
It's hard to be carrying around a picture of someone that you're trying to forget.
I'm not trying to forget.
It would just be better if we don't see each other.
Is that why you went to the hospital? I checked the sign in sheet at intensive care.
You didn't think people would recognise your maiden name.
They told me that Chris was in a coma.
They didn't know if he was going to live or not.
I did what any mother would do.
I went to see my son.
I didn't have the strength to open the door.
This is my mother.
I only remember seeing her once.
I don't know much about her But I do know that I would give anything to feel her arms around me.
Listen if you're .
.
.
If you're gonna tell me that Chris needs me and the past doesn't matter, save it.
I've always been a great addict but I'm worthless as a mother.
Grace you're a person with a disease.
A disease that controlled your life.
It kept you from the people that you love but somewhere you found the courage to fight it.
Maybe if you look there again you will find the way to make things right with your son.
Hey, Jo-Ellen.
Where is everybody? Around somewhere.
Really.
It's funny because I only saw your car out there in the parking lot.
Yeah.
Please Bobby, I have work to do.
The Captain assignd that to you? Yes! And he wants it done before he comes in.
I guess that means that when I make Captain you'll do exactly what I say.
Don't.
I don't like games.
you'll never guess what I just found.
Hey Jarod I didn't see your car outside.
I took the bus.
A seedless watermelon.
Now, I wonder how they get them out.
Yeah.
I've got some work I got to do.
I'll talk to you later.
If I'm tired you must be exhausted.
- Why? - Well not only do you have to work train all day like the rest of us but you have to put up with him.
What you mean? Looking over your shoulder.
Constant wondering when he'll show up.
What he'll want.
The rage, the powerlessness.
I know that it would eat at me until I wanted to scream.
At first it seemed liked harmless flirting.
I thought I could handle it.
Handle Bobby.
But he's so aggressive.
He scares me.
Being the only woman you must have felt trapped.
Well I knew that if I complained to the Commander I would get nothing but flak.
Bobby would only deny it and I would become the black sheep of the squad, if I wasn't fired.
Believe me it's hard enough being one of the boys around here.
So I just kept my mouth shut.
And then Chris found out? One night Bo .
.
.
Bobby touched me and I was upset.
Chris comforted me.
He was such a great guy, you know.
As if dealing with his own problems wasn't enough he wanted to take care of me too.
He was really angry with Bobby.
He even wrote up a report but, you know, I couldn't sign it.
Well you should've.
You're not the first woman to feel this way.
Bobby's done this before, in Portland.
He almost lost his job.
His wife nearly left him but he intimidated the victim until she dropped the charges.
I don't know.
He's connected Jarod.
Bobby's about to become Captain.
Even if I take him on, he'll win.
Don't be so sure.
Thank you for coming, Miss Pakrer I realise this interview is unpleasant.
Just know that my intention is to eliminate people as possible suspects not incriminate them.
Considering I'm on record as having threatened to shoot Raines, I'm would think that I'm your number one suspect.
And I suppose we're having this meeting in my father's former office because Raines thinks that it will unnerve me.
I'm not sure that I know what you mean.
My father has disappeared and some Ralph Reed clone has replaced him.
Exactly what part of this is hard to grasp, Doctor? Let's move on.
Now you've known Jarod since you were a little girl.
What is your relationship with him now? My relationship .
.
.
is to find him and bring him back .
.
preferably alive but dead is becoming more acceptable.
So wouldn't it have bothered you if Mr Raines had shot Jarod? Not at all.
Mind if I smoke? You make no effort at all to conceal your hostility towards Mr Raines.
Is that because you felt protected by your father? I don't need Daddy to protect me from Scar man.
Would you care to expand on that? I think he was involved in the death of my mother and knows what happened to my father.
What makes you think that? Woman's intuition.
So it is safe to say that it would give you great satisfaction to see him dead.
It would give me great satisfaction to perform his autopsy, before he was dead.
Miss Parker.
When you came in here I had no opinion one way or the other as to your involvement in the shooting of Mr Raines.
However, you must admit your excessive candour .
.
.
If I'd shot you, you son of a bitch, you'd be dead.
Are we clear? Hey Poet! Do you like watermelon? -Yeah -911 We've got a bridge worker stuck on a scaffold.
When are these morons going to learn? Where is everybody? - Just you and me.
- Let's do it! Looks like a heart attack.
I'm going over.
Not this time Spiderman.
I'm in charge here.
I'm going over.
Okay.
More line.
Nice and easy.
Nice and easy.
More line.
What are you doing? I need more ropes.
Okay.
Are you crazy? Just making sure that you're still high enough.
- For what? - Your fall.
What the hell are you doing? Yep.
That'll work.
See you Bobby.
Jarod, Jarod.
Ah What the hell are you doing? What you did to Chris Welman when he threatened to expose your sexual harassment of Jo-Ellen.
Hey what kind of sick joke is this? Oh this is no joke Bobby.
At least I'm not laughing.
You don't know what you're talking about man.
You had to stop him.
You had your promotion to lose.
No, man.
So you followed Chris Welman up to the training tower and you cut his rappelling rope.
And then you made it look like he tried to commit suicide.
That's a lie man.
The man left a note.
Which you wrote on his computer.
Now if it makes you feel any better I'll write one on yours.
No, please Look alright, alright.
I cut his rope.
I did it.
Right.
Now please, pull me back up out of here man.
No way! Now that was poetic.
Ha ha ha.
Wow! It's about time Dr Curtis.
-Have you reached a conclusion? -Yes And your determination? Any one of them could have done it.
Not very satisfying doctor.
I'm very sorry Mr Raines.
That is the only conclusion I can come to based on my evaluations.
Get out! Perhaps Mr Parker knows who pulled the trigger.
Wherever he is.
I did what you wanted.
I told them it could have been any one of them.
This is who I believe actually shot him.
So, we're even.
For now.
"USAR Staffer Held In Attempted to Murder Of Crew Member" Is there any progress? It seems to vary with his mood.
If we could a way of keeping his spirits up there's a good chance Chris could regain as much as eighty percent of his cognitive and motor skills.
Mum! Mum, I love you mum.
I love you too Jarod.