"Pilot": 09-27-08

INT. RAYNES KITCHEN – NIGHT

Scott enters. Thad is in the main kitchen, leaning against one of the counters, drinking slowly out of a beer bottle. He is wearing a fresh shirt.

Scott approaches Thad, but slows, keeping some distance between them.

SCOTT
I wondered what was taking you so long . . .

Thad only shrugs and takes another pull from the bottle.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
We could use your help, you know.

Thad stares at Scott.

THAD
What's the point, bro?

SCOTT
(frowns)
What do you mean? They need our help.

THAD
(sharply)
They don't need our help. They don't need us.

Thad sags against the counter, looking slightly defeated.

THAD (CONT'D)
I mean, what's the point? (beat) You saw Elizabeth's screen. They have all the specs. They know all about how it's supposed to work--does work, will work--whatever.

Scott looks thoughtful.

SCOTT
(quietly)
They do need us.

THAD
Bullshit.

Thad takes a deep swallow from the beer bottle. It is nearly empty at this point.

SCOTT
They do. (beat) They know how it works, bro. But none of them have ever actually built one. Elizabeth says that she's helped repair them once in a while, but it's really not her specialty.

Thad seems to relax and brighten slightly, but tries to hide it.

THAD
(shrugs)
It's just parts.

SCOTT
(nods)
Parts. And knowing how to put them together.

THAD
(forlornly)
They can do that.

Scott sighs and looks away from Thad. After a moment, he looks back at Thad, trying to meet his eyes.

SCOTT
Bro, do you want to be part of this or not? (beat) History says we were.

THAD
Their history.

SCOTT
(shrugs)
So? Looks to me like it's our history too.

Thad looks warily at Scott. His face takes on an expression of a kind of longing.

THAD
I always thought we'd be the ones to do this . . .

SCOTT
(gently)
And we will. (smiles slightly) At least, that's how history will remember it.

THAD
It'd better.

Scott smiles and offers his hand out to Thad. Thad looks toward his eyes and hands

Scott the near-empty beer bottle. Scott looks down at it and, with a smile, drains the rest of it.

Thad manages a weak smile. Scott tilts his head toward the workshop.

SCOTT
Let's go, bro.

THAD
Yeah.

Scott and Thad exit the kitchen together.

DISSOLVE TO:

"Pilot": 09-26-08

INT. RAYNES WORKSHOP

Scott is seated on the floor with Devereux. Scott is removing components from a larger assembly. Beyond them Elizabeth, Janusae, and Hope are busy working on other things.

SCOTT
(nods toward Hope)
How'd she do that to Thad?

DEVEREUX
(gives a faint smile)
She can detect and manipulate bioelectric fields--the "life force", if you want to call it that.

SCOTT
(nods)
Can all of her people do that?

DEVEREUX
(shakes head slowly, smiling)
No. Hope is somewhat unique in that respect. (beat) It's somewhat complicated.

SCOTT
You say that a lot.

Devereux regards Scott with an expression that is partly a smile and partly a frown.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
(laughs softly)
It must be killing you, not being able to tell us everything you want to.

DEVEREUX
(nods, smiling slightly)
It would make things a lot easier. (frowns) I've already told you more than I should have.

SCOTT
(smiles reassuringly)
It's okay. I'm pretty sure I can be trusted.

Devereux nods and then looks toward the doorway.

DEVEREUX
What about him?

Scott turns his head to follow Devereux's gaze. He looks thoughtful for a moment.

SCOTT
I think so. (beat) Speaking of which, I should see what's taking him so long.

Scott places the assembly on the mat next to him and stands up.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
(quietly)
Be right back.

Scott heads for the door.

CUT TO:

"Pilot": 09-24-08

INT. RAYNES WORKSHOP

Scott enters first. The overhead lights flicker on and the others enter. Janusae's eyes open wide at the sight of the workshop. Thad stands behind the group, looking stern.

They walk toward the prototype drive, with Janusae frequently lagging a bit while she takes it all in. Thad starts giving her annoyed looks, to which Janusae is oblivious.

They group stops before the prototype drive. Janusae looks at it with awe. The others look at it for only a moment. It looks pretty much the same as the last time it was seen.

SCOTT
Where do we start?

DEVEREUX
(to Elizabeth)
Do you have your scans from before?

ELIZABETH
Yes, Captain.

There is a brief, but awkward, pause as she addresses Devereux by her rank. Devereux glances at Elizabeth, gives her a quick smile, and then lets it pass.

DEVEREUX
What did you find out?

Elizabeth looks uncomfortably over at Scott and then at Thad before she turns back to Devereux and continues.

ELIZABETH
They've burned out some of the components. It looks like the pulse regulators and variance buffers.

Scott frowns, looking slightly puzzled.

DEVEREUX
That doesn't sound right?

SCOTT
Well, it might. It's not that we actually had names for those things yet.

DEVEREUX
(smiles)
Now you do.

Scott smiles in return. Thad continues to scowl from behind them.

SCOTT
Guess so.

ELIZABETH
(to Scott)
You've been getting unexplained spikes that burn out the components?

SCOTT
(nods)
Yeah. It starts up fine and seems to run within specs and then, suddenly, there's these weird spikes and, before we can shut things down, the components get fried.

ELIZABETH
(nods)
That's because you haven't been monitoring the field fluctuations around it.

Scott looks at Elizabeth blankly for a moment and then turns and looks at Thad. Thad shrugs, still looking on with sharp distrust.

SCOTT
I'm not sure we have the equipment for that. I'm not even sure we'd know what to look for if we did.

Elizabeth smiles in spite of her nervousness. She glances over at Devereux.

ELIZABETH
We know.

Scott looks surprised at her statement. Thad's scowl deepens.

SCOTT
(thoughtfully)
It was an accident.

ELIZABETH
(nods)
Or will be. (frowns slightly) Or was.

Scott pauses for a moment and then laughs quietly.

SCOTT
I have a feeling we really don't want to go there. It's confusing enough as it is.

Scott looks over at Devereux. She smiles slightly at him.

ELIZABETH
We can get started by removing the damaged components.

Elizabeth starts to reach inside the chassis.

THAD
No you don't.

Everyone else reacts in surprise at Thad's sharp outburst.

THAD (CONT'D)
Hands off. I'll do it.

Scott frowns, watching as Thad approaches the prototype drive. Devereux looks on with some concern.

Thad all but shoves Elizabeth aside and reaches into the chassis. He begins tugging at something inside, his jaw tightening as it resists. He turns his head to look inside, adjusts his grip, and starts to pull again.

The component comes free suddenly. Thad stumbles backward, but manages to keep his feet.

THAD (CONT'D)
(quietly)
Damn it.

A thick gash runs the length of Thad's forearm. It bleeds copiously. Before anyone can react, Hope moves forward and grips Thad's arm firmly.

A faint green glow appears around that part of his arm. The blood coagulates quickly, leaving only a long, red line that slowly begins to fade.

Thad stares at his arm and then suddenly yanks it out of Hope's grasp. He stares at her in wide-eyed surprise.

THAD (CONT'D)
What the hell?

Thad continues to stare at Hope.

Scott looks at Hope, at Thad's arm, and then at Devereux. Devereux looked uncomfortable. After a moment of consideration, she nods to Hope.

Hope removes her sunglasses. She then leans her head down slightly and removes the scarf around her hair.

Scott and Thad react with stunned looks. Scott looks over at Devereux with questioning surprise. She does not smile.

THAD (CONT'D)
She's a freakin' alien!

Devereux continues to meet Scott's gaze.

HOPE
Yes.

Thad glares at Hope and then at Devereux.

THAD
What the hell did she do to me?

DEVEREUX
(calmly)
It looks like she fixed your arm.

Thad looks down at the faded scar on his forearm. He scowls, and looks back at Hope, and then away.

Scott is now looking at Hope with obvious wonder. Devereux notices and smiles with genuine humor.

DEVEREUX (CONT'D)
She's an Aerian. (beat) Well, that's what we call them.

THAD
(angrily)
I'll bet her name isn't really Hope either.

Devereux eyes Thad carefully.

DEVEREUX
The rough translation of her real name is "Hope's Fury". Her Aerian name is difficult for us to pronounce.

THAD
(snidely)
I'll bet.

Scott looks at Hope and then at Devereux. He smiles, completely captivated. Thad notices and scowls.

Hope regards Scott placidly. If she is aware of Thad's angry gaze, she makes no sign of it.

Thad's eyes narrow and she looks at Devereux, Janusae, and Elizabeth in turn.

THAD (CONT'D)
How do we know you're not all aliens?

DEVEREUX
(laughs gently)
Trust me, we're all too human.

Devereux looks over at Scott to see how he is handling all of this. Devereux gives him a small, but warm smile. After a moment, Scott returns it with one of his own.

Thad glares at Scott and Devereux. He gingerly touches the mostly-healed injury on his arm and then faces Hope.

THAD
Don't ever. Do that. Again.

HOPE
(calmly)
As you wish.

There is a long silent pause.

DEVEREUX
(half-questionly)
Shall we continue?

Thad stares at Devereux and then the others for a moment.

THAD
I need a clean shirt first.

Abruptly, Thad rises and leaves the workshop. Scott watches him leaving, frowning.

SCOTT
That could have gone better.

DEVEREUX
(looks toward door)
It's my fault. (to Scott) I wasn't quite sure how to bring up the subject.
Scott glances toward Hope.

SCOTT
(laughs quietly)
Understandable.

DEVEREUX
I just hope Thad does.

SCOTT
(frowns)
Me too. (beat) I don't know what's got him so rev'ed up.

DEVEREUX
(smiles gently)
It's a lot for him to take in all at once.

Scott nods slowly. His expression still carries a slight frown.

SCOTT
(quietly)
Yeah. (beat) Let's get back to work.

DISSOLVE TO:

"Pilot": 09-22-08

INT. RAYNES KITCHEN – AFTERNOON

Scott is in the kitchen. Pots, pans, containers, and assorted ingredients are scattered neatly around the counters. It looks like he cooking enough for a small army.

Thad enters, stops.

THAD
Ummm, bro? A little overkill for an afternoon snack, isn't it?

Scott gives Thad a puzzled look and then realizes what Thad said. He gives Thad a quick half-smile.

SCOTT
I figured I'd make dinner for everyone since I'm not much help at the moment.

Thad gives Scott a knowing smile.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
What?

THAD
You know chicks dig men who can cook.

Scott looks back at Thad with feigned innocence.

SCOTT
We'll still need to eat, right?

THAD
(shrugs)
Maybe they don't eat in the future--just pop little pills every once in a while when they're hungry.

Scott stops, looking slightly crestfallen.

SCOTT
Oh.

Thad chuckles quietly, shaking his head. He looks ready to speak when the doorbell sounds.

Scott looks around at the mess around. He appears mildly panic-stricken and then finally just sighs and shrugs, wiping his hands on a nearby towel.

THAD
(grins)
I guess they're here.

Scott gives Thad a sharp glance before heading toward the door.

Scott opens the door to reveal Devereux, Janusae, Elizabeth, and Hope. Hope is mostly hidden between the others. Janusae peers eagerly past Devereux, hoping for a view of the interior.

Scott manages a mildly embarrassed smile.

SCOTT
Hi, Christine.

DEVEREUX
(smiles)
Hello, Scott.

Scott stands there nervously for a moment. He notices that Janusae is staring at him again and also trying to peer past him. Scott steps aside, opening the door the rest of the way.

Devereux offers Scott the two trays.

DEVEREUX
Providence asked me to deliver these to you.

Scott takes the trays from Devereux.

SCOTT
(frowns)
She knew you were coming here?

DEVEREUX
(nods)
Before we did, it seems.

From across the room, Thad watches the exchange carefully.

SCOTT
Just a minute. Let me put these away.

Scott goes to the kitchen and places the two trays in the refrigerator. There is an awkward silence while everyone waits for him to return.

Thad studies the four women warily. Devereux faces him without expression. Janusae looks intensely interested. Elizabeth does not meet his gaze. Hope's expression is undecipherable behind her sunglasses.

Scott re-enters from the kitchen area, stopping before Devereux. She smiles slightly at him. She addresses both Scott and Thad.

DEVEREUX
You know Elizabeth.

There are awkward looks all around. Scott manages to give her a vaguely encouraging smile.

DEVEREUX (CONT'D)
(nods toward Janusae)
Roberta Janusae, records officer and historian. (gives a weak smile) Somewhat fortunately for us.

Janusae beams, looking at Thad, and then around the room. She takes it all in with an obvious air of wonder.

DEVEREUX (CONT'D)
(nods toward Hope)
And this is . . . Hope, my Life Sciences and Medical officer.

Hope looks at Scott and then toward Thad without speaking.

There is a somewhat long and awkward pause.

SCOTT
Well, shall we get started then?

Scott turns toward Devereux, who seems somewhat relieved.

THAD
(sharply)
Sure. Why not?

Thad rises from the couch, but waits for Scott to lead the others toward the workshop. He gives Scott a narrow stare as Scott pauses. Scott notices it, but tries not to give Thad a reaction.

DISSOLVE TO:

"Pilot": 09-18-08

INT. DEVEREUX'S APARTMENT - AFTERNOON

Devereux, Elizabeth, Hope, and Janusae are in the apartment as Devereux lowers her communications unit.

ELIZABETH
Are you sure that's wise, Captain?

Devereux turns to look at Elizabeth.

DEVEREUX
I don't see that we have much choice. (looks toward Hope) If we're going to do this, we're going to need Hope's help as well.

Devereux catches Elizabeth's dubious expression.

DEVEREUX (CONT'D)
I know she's not an engineer, but she's one of four people on this planet right now who have any idea of how to deal with the technology we're working with.

Devereux gives Elizabeth a quick, but understanding smile.

DEVEREUX (CONT'D)
And it's not like I can keep her locked away up here all the time.

Elizabeth seems to relax a bit.

Janusae seems to be able to barely contain her excitement.

DEVEREUX (CONT'D)
Is there a problem, Roberta?

JANUSAE
(slightly breathless)
No, Captain. It's just amazing. To be able to see the actual drive and where it was invented. It's . . . it's . . .

DEVEREUX
(chuckles)
Amazing. (smiles) I understand. Maybe we should have you stay here instead.

Janusae looks crestfallen.

DEVEREUX (CONT'D)
(smiles)
I'm kidding, Roberta.

Janusae relaxes and smiles in return, most of her earlier exuberance returning. The mood of everyone lightens a bit.

DEVEREUX (CONT'D)
We should get going. I told Scott we'd be there shortly.

Elizabeth, Hope, and Janusae begin gathering items they need to bring with them. Without saying anything, Elizabeth places a scarf and sunglasses on the table in front of Hope.

Hope looks down at the items and then at Elizabeth. Elizabeth looks uncomfortable. Hope looks toward Devereux.

It is a moment before Devereux notices the silent interchange.

DEVEREUX (CONT'D)
Just until we get there, Hope. I'd prefer we draw as little attention as possible.

HOPE
Yes, Captain.

Hope picks up the items and starts put them on.

DEVEREUX
Everyone ready?

There are murmurs of assent from Elizabeth and Janusae.

Devereux opens the door and stops. Providence is standing there, bearing two large covered trays.

PROVIDENCE
Good afternoon, my dear.

DEVEREUX
(surprised)
Good afternoon . . .

Providence smiles warmly at her, pushing the trays slightly toward her.

PROVIDENCE
I was wondering if you would be a dear and give these to the boys when you go?

Devereux studies Providence with barely hidden surprise. She nods dumbly before replying.

DEVEREUX
Certainly.

Devereux reaches out and takes the two trays from Providence.

PROVIDENCE
The bottom one contains that casserole that Thad likes so much. The one on the top contains some fresh brownies.

DEVEREUX
(nods)
I'll let them know.

PROVIDENCE
Thank you, dear. It'd be such a help. Do have a good visit with the boys. I won't wait dinner for you.

Providence turns and leaves. Devereux stares after her for a moment before she leans against the door to close it, her hands still full with the trays.

JANUSAE
Captain? How did she where we were going?

Devereux turns and looks at the door again. After a moment, she turns back and faces the others.

DEVEREUX
(uncertainly)
Where else would we be going?

Janusae and Elizabeth look troubled. Hope's expression, as usual, betrays nothing.

Devereux places the trays on the table, studying the door once again.

FADE TO:

"Pilot": 09-16-08

INT. SCOTT'S OFFICE – AFTERNOON

Scott is seated at his desk. Thad is seated in the chair across from him. Their body language reveals that their discussion has been quite animated.

THAD
And exactly how do you expect them to perform this miracle? Are they planning to rob a bank or something?

Scott stares at Thad with an expression of clear annoyance.

SCOTT
I doubt it. They probably don't even use money in their century.

THAD
You didn't ask?

SCOTT
I did.

THAD
(relieved)
Okay. (beat) And so how are they going to manage it?

SCOTT
(beat) I don't know.

Thad gives Scott an expression of angry frustration.

THAD
I thought you said you asked?

SCOTT
(coolly)
I did.

THAD
Then why don't you know?

SCOTT
She didn't tell me.

THAD
(frustrated sigh)
And you're going to let her do it anyway?

Scott stares evenly back at Thad.

SCOTT
Yes.

Thad stares back at Scott and then begins to shake his head slowly, his jaw clenched.

THAD
I never thought I'd see it . . .

SCOTT
(cautiously)
See what?

THAD
The day when you started thinking with your balls instead of your brains.

Scott's jaw tightens. His eyes stare hard at Thad.

THAD (CONT'D)
I hope she's good between the sheets, but she sure has messed with your head, bro.

Scott continues to look at Thad, but some of the tension fades from his expression.

SCOTT
(quietly)
We haven't.

THAD
(eyes widen)
You haven't even gotten into her . . .

SCOTT
(tightly)
Stop. Right there.

There is a lengthy, awkward and tense silence between the two. Scott stares fiercely at Thad, as if daring him to continue.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
(tightly)
You're the last person to talk about thinking with your balls.

Thad looks angry and then slightly wounded as Scott's remark sinks in.

THAD
You don't believe their bullshit story, do you?

Scott just stares back Thad.

THAD (CONT'D)
You do. (sighs) They've got to be military or something, bro. There's no way their lame story could be true.

SCOTT
(calmly)
Don't you think the "military or something" would have a more believable story?

THAD
Not if they wanted to get to you.

SCOTT
(thoughtfully)
They'd have to get to both of us.

The tension eases as each of the brothers considers the situation silently.

THAD
(quietly)
I guess they did.

SCOTT
Yeah. (beat) Still think they're some kind of operatives?

THAD
Could be. (gives a quick smile) Their story is still kind of lame, though.

Scott nods thoughtfully.

SCOTT
(sighs)
What now?

THAD
(troubled)
I don't know. (beat) We could ask them to prove their story?

SCOTT
I've seen the equipment that Elizabeth and Christine use. It looks pretty advanced to me.

THAD
(shrugs)
Doesn't mean they're from the future--some future. There's probably a lot of advanced stuff out there we've never seen.

Scott nods slowly, frowning. There is a long pause.

SCOTT
I believe her, bro.

Thad studies Scott for a moment.

THAD
I don't know . . . (beat) Be a lot easier if they could tell us what will happen. You know, prove they have records of the past?

SCOTT
Except they might not have it right. This isn't their past, remember?

THAD
Yeah. Convenient. (beat) I don't know, bro . . . something still doesn't smell right about all this.

SCOTT
(nods)
Yeah. I know what you mean. But still . . .

There is a sound as Scott's phone rings. He looks at the display with a puzzled expression before answering it.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
Hello? (smiles) Oh, hi, Christine. (looks over at Thad) Yeah, I guess that'd be okay. (smiles) Sure. See you in a bit.

Scott lowers the phone, toying with it absently.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
She's coming over. She wanted us to meet everyone. (beat) She said the four of them would be here in a little while.

THAD
(frowns)
Four? I thought you said there were only three of them.

SCOTT
(shrugs thoughtfully)
I only met three. There must be someone else who stayed in their room.

THAD
(grins)
Probably some kind of grotesque alien creature.

Scott gives Thad an annoyed look.

FADE TO:

"Pilot": 09-07-08

INT. RAYNES LAB – NIGHT

Devereux, Scott, and Elizabeth are gathered around the drive prototype. Elizabeth is crouching near an open panel, scanning the interior.

ELIZABETH
It pretty much matches the specs in the historical database. There's a few differences, but I'd guess they were changes that were made near the end.

Elizabeth stands up and begins to present her report more formally.

ELIZABETH (CONT'D)
It looks like we can make the modifications to the power and control interfaces to connect it to our systems. (frowns) One thing, though, Captain . . .

DEVEREUX
Yes?

ELIZABETH
(nods toward drive)
It's not designed to handle the kind of power we're going to be putting through it. (beat) We can compensate some at our end, but we'll only get one jump out of it--maybe two at most.

DEVEREUX
Then we'd better get it right the first time.

ELIZABETH
(solemnly)
Yes, Captain.

Scott stands watching the exchange. A deep frown forms on his expression.

DEVEREUX
Something wrong, Scott?

SCOTT
(tentatively)
Just thinking . . .

Devereux and Elizabeth wait for Scott to continue.

SCOTT
If you take this one with you, it'll take time for Thad and I to build a new one. Won't that possibly mess up the timeline as well?

DEVEREUX
Possibly, although there doesn't seem to be any indication that anyone else was working on a design quite like yours at this time. (smiles) A lot of what you and your brother discovered was a fortunate accident from the research you thought you were doing.

SCOTT
But it could happen? Or someone else's design gets used?

DEVEREUX
I suppose so.

ELIZABETH
Captain?

DEVEREUX
Yes, Lieutenant?

ELIZABETH
Why can't we build two at the same time?

Devereux and Scott look at Elizabeth in confusion.

ELIZABETH (CONT'D)
The original--to use as a blueprint--and the second one that we modify for what we need. (shrugs) The parts for the original design are what we can get here in this time. It's only the custom parts that are tricky--and we only need one set of those?

DEVEREUX
You're certain?

ELIZABETH
Pretty certain. (beat) I haven't run a complete list of what we need yet, though.
Devereux looks at Scott. Scott seems to be studying the prototype intently.

DEVEREUX
Scott?

SCOTT
(nods slowly)
Makes sense to me. (frowns) But twice as many parts could cost us twice as much. We're already, uh, low on funding.

DEVEREUX
(smiles)
Let us worry about that part.

Scott looks at Devereux skeptically.

DISSOLVE TO:

"Pilot": 09-06-08

INT. RAYNES COMMON ROOM – NIGHT

Devereux, Scott, and Elizabeth are in the main room. Elizabeth is still in the chair. Scott is seated on the couch. Devereux is standing between the two of them.

Devereux frowns and looks at the door.

SCOTT
It's okay. I don't think he'll tell anyone.

DEVEREUX
(chuckles quietly)
Who would believe him?

SCOTT
(seriously)
I don't know.

There is a long moment of silence before anyone speaks.

SCOTT
So now what? (glances at Elizabeth) Did she find out what she needed?

DEVEREUX
(to Elizabeth)
Did you manage to finish?

ELIZABETH
(nods slowly)
Mostly. Enough to start with anyway.

Scott looks at Elizabeth and frowns.

SCOTT
I apologize. That was incredibly rude.

Elizabeth gives him a puzzled expression.

SCOTT
(with a faint smile)
I don't think we've been formally introduced . . . but then I guess we don't need to be.

Elizabeth gives Scott a quick, fading smile.

Devereux straightens.

DEVEREUX
I think we've done enough for today. We can continue this tomorrow.

SCOTT
(quickly)
Why? (beat) I don't think I could sleep right now anyway.

Devereux studies Scott for a moment.

DEVEREUX
Are you sure?

SCOTT
(nods)
Yeah. (smiles) And there's always coffee.

Devereux laughs, waiting while Scott rises from the couch.

DISSOLVE TO:

"Pilot": 09-05-08

INT. BRIDGE

Rusty enters. He wanders slowly across the deck, but heading in the general direction of the Tactical station. He pauses near it, but he gazes at the scene on one of the main viewscreens.

HAWKES (O.S.)
Is there something you need, Chief?

Rusty turns slowly to face Hawkes.

RUSTY
Have you heard anything from the Captain? (beat) As I told you before, there's not much else we can do until she returns with the drive.

Hawkes regards Rusty for a moment before answering.

HAWKES
She is dealing with Scott and Thad Raynes.

RUSTY
(shrugs)
That's not news.

Hawkes hesitates a moment before responding.

HAWKES
(voice lowers slightly)
There has been an incident involving Lieutenant Banks.

RUSTY
(alarmed)
What? Lizze? Is she okay?

HAWKES
(calmly)
It was not a combat situation.

Rusty relaxes somewhat.

RUSTY
What happened?

Again, Hawkes hesitates before answering.

HAWKES
She was discovered while evaluating the status of the prototype drive.

RUSTY
(loudly)
And that wasn't worth mentioning?

Hawkes deliberately looks around the bridge to see who might have noticed Rusty's outburst.

HAWKES
(low voice)
The Captain requested that I not provide a report on the situation for the time being. (studies Rusty thoughtfully) I'm likely in violation of her orders by informing you.

Rusty scowls at Hawkes irritably. He turns and looks at the viewscreen again.

RUSTY
Let me go down there. There must be some way I can help.

HAWKES
(patiently)
That's not possible, Chief. The Captain has the shuttle.

Rusty stares in silence for several moments.

RUSTY
(sighs)
What's she going to do?

HAWKES
She intends to tell them everything.

RUSTY
(surprised)
Everything?

HAWKES
(nods)
That was her intention.

Rusty stares at the viewscreen thoughtfully.

RUSTY
Well, isn't that . . . interesting.

DISSOLVE TO:

"Pilot": 09-04-08

INT. RAYNES COMMON AREA – NIGHT

Thad, Scott, Devereux, and Elizabeth are situated around the main room. Scott is sitting on the couch. Thad stands to one side, his armed crossed over his chest. Elizabeth sits alone in one of the chairs. Devereux stands, having completed her explanation.

THAD
So, let me get this straight. The girl I've been ready to commit monogamy for is actually a space cadet from some kind of alternate future?

Thad glares at Elizabeth. Elizabeth tries to hold his gaze, but turns away.

THAD (CONT'D)
(hotly)
You'll forgive me for being more than just a little pissed off, okay?

Scott looks like he is ready to say something, but thinks better of it. Scott looks over toward Devereux. Her expression is somewhat apologetic and troubled.

THAD (CONT'D)
(catches the glance, almost snarls)
This must be a dream come true for you, Scott.

SCOTT
Thad . . . I didn't know either. (looks at Devereux again)

THAD
(angrily)
Oh yeah? Well, you must be loving it. All your best sci-fi wet dreams come true . . .

SCOTT
(with barely restrained anger)
Thad. Stop it.

THAD
Or what? You'll have your new futuristic girlfriend here blast me with her laser gun?

Medium shot showing Devereux. She is growing visibly uncomfortable with the course of the conversation.

DEVEREUX
Thad . . . none of this quite happened the way it was supposed to.

THAD
(glares at Devereux and then at Elizabeth)
Oh? The whole seduction thing is just the way it is in the future?

ELIZABETH
Thad, it wasn't like that at all. (glances at Devereux)

DEVEREUX
(looks at Elizabeth)
I wasn't aware of the entire situation . . . until now.

THAD
(rude snort)
Some captain you are.

DEVEREUX
(looks at Thad, calmly)
I deserve that. (looks over at Elizabeth) And we both probably deserve your anger. But we need to get past this. Soon.

Thad rises and takes a few steps closer to Elizabeth.

THAD
(coldly)
I can't believe I was ready to sleep with you.

Thad turns and exits, loudly.

Reaction shot of Elizabeth. She is close to tears.

Wider shot of Devereux, Scott, and Elizabeth.

Devereux looks sympathetically at Elizabeth, but does not go to her.

SCOTT
(sighs)
I'll talk to him. (looks at the door) Later.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT

Thad storms down the hallway. Passing through the apartment, he grabs his keys and heads out the front door.

He is about halfway down the walkway when he sees someone coming up the path: Kendra. She stops, seeing that he is clearly upset.

KENDRA
Thad? What's wrong?

THAD
(sharply)
Nothing. (beat) Want to go to the club?

KENDRA
(tentatively)
Sure. (tentative smile) I actually came by to see if you might be going . . .

THAD
Good.

KENDRA
(cautiously)
Thad?

THAD
Yeah?

KENDRA
(holds out her hand)
I think I'd better drive.

THAD
(clenches fist over keys)
I haven't been drinking. Yet.

Kendra stares him down. Thad reluctantly hands over the keys.

THAD (CONT'D)
Fine. But you buy the first round.

KENDRA
(smiles)
Fair enough.

DISSOLVE TO:

"Pilot": 09-03-08

INT. RAYNES WORKSHOP - NIGHT

Wide shot with Scott and Thad on the left, Elizabeth on the right, toward the center of the shot.

Devereux enters the shot.

SCOTT
(quietly, looks at Elizabeth)
Lieutenant?

THAD
(angry disbelief)
You're fragging military?

ELIZABETH
(awkwardly)
Not exactly.

THAD
(almost snarling)
That seems to be your answer for everything. (beat) Lieutenant of what then?

DEVEREUX
(calmly)
Perhaps I'd better explain.

Medium reaction shot of Scott following the conversation.

THAD
(snidely)
If you can. (glares at Elizabeth) I suppose your name isn't even really Elizabeth either.

DEVEREUX
(smiles)
No, her name is Elizabeth. Lieutenant Elizabeth Banks. And mine really is Christine . . . (looks toward Scott) Captain Christine Devereux.

Reaction shot of Scott. He looks as if he has been struck.

THAD
(irritably)
Okay, got it. Name, rank, and serial number. You still haven't explained of what.

DEVEREUX
(smiles, but watches Scott with concern)
That will take some explaining . . .

THAD
(sarcastically)
We've got time.

DEVEREUX
(smiles again with a faint chuckle)
Funny you would put it that way . . .

THAD
(coldly)
I'm finding nothing funny about any of this at the moment.

DEVEREUX
(nods)
Understandable. (more seriously) The truth is: we need your help.

THAD
Is that why you were trying to sabotage that?

Thad looks at Elizabeth and then gestures toward the prototype drive.

DEVEREUX
(shakes head)
Trust me. The last thing we want is to see your engine damaged.

THAD
Oh? Better to bring it in intact. (narrows eyes) Is the same true of us?

DEVEREUX
(calmly)
We have no intention of harming you or the prototype. You'll have to trust me on that.

THAD
Forgive me if I'm not quite ready to do that. (looks at Elizabeth) From what I can see, you haven't exactly been completely open and honest so far.

DEVEREUX
I think you'll understand why once I explain.

THAD
Well I hope you can. The "Lieutenant" there claims she can't.

Devereux looks over at Elizabeth with an understanding smile.

DEVEREUX
She was following orders. (to Scott) I'm sure you can understand that.

Scott looks mildly stricken. He stares at Devereux for a long moment before looking at Thad.

SCOTT
(coldly)
We'd better hear her out.

Thad stares back at Scott. He is furious, barely keeping it in check.

Scott stares back at Thad, waiting to see if Thad is going to say anything. After a moment, Scott turns back to Devereux.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
We're listening.

Devereux studies Scott for a moment. She glances at Thad briefly, and then turns her attention back to Scott.

DEVEREUX
Well, it might require more understanding than you might think . . .

FADE TO:

"Pilot": 08-13-08

INT. RAYNES WORKSHOP - NIGHT

Establishing shot of dark workshop area.

The camera closes in on a shadowed figure walking slowly around the prototype drive, occasionally reaching toward it, but not quite touching it. The figure holds something in one of its hands. It is not clear what the purpose of the device is in the dark.

Lights flare on.

Closeup shot of figure, but its face is turned away so we cannot recognize it.

SCOTT (V.O.)
(sharply)
Freeze! Hold. It. Right. There.

The figure holds absolutely still. We hear Scott's footsteps approaching.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
(into cell phone)
Bro . . . we have a problem. Get back here right away.

Scott stares at the intruder, as he lowers the cell phone from his ear. He is unarmed, but stands firm, as if his presence is enough to keep the invader in place until Thad arrives.

CUT TO:

INT. DEVEREUX'S APARTMENT – NIGHT

Medium shot of Devereux listening to Scott's voice over the communications channel.

DEVEREUX
(softly)
Damn it.

She glances at Hope and Janusae and then turns her attention back to the display. The scene is jumbled, giving no clear image of what is happening.

DEVEREUX (CONT'D)
It's Scott . . .

CUT TO:

INT. RAYNES WORKSHOP - NIGHT

Wide shot from behind Elizabeth as Thad enters. He slows to stand behind Scott. He is angry and flushed from rushing there.

THAD
(somewhat breathlessly)
Scott . . . what . . . (trails off) Elizabeth?

Wide shot of Elizabeth from Scott and Thad's POV. She stands awkwardly, uncertain of how to react.

ELIZABETH
(swallows)
Thad.

Medium shot of Scott and Thad, but close enough to see Scott's reaction. His initial anger begins to slide toward confusion. We also see realization sinking into Thad.

THAD
(sad resignation)
You're a spy. A goddamned spy.

ELIZABETH
(awkwardly, but also trying not to smile)
Not exactly . . .

THAD
(angrily)
Then what exactly? (gestures toward prototype drive) And what you were doing to it?

Medium shot of Elizabeth. She is torn over what to say, what to reveal, and what to try to still keep secret.

ELIZABETH
(pleading, but sincere)
Nothing. I swear. I was just . . . studying it.

THAD
(very dubious)
Sure you were.

ELIZABETH
I wouldn't let anything happen to it! I couldn't!

THAD
Why not? Because then you wouldn't get paid? (eyes narrow angrily) Did you get paid for . . .

ELIZABETH
NO!

Elizabeth takes a breath, seeming to gather herself.

ELIZABETH (CONT'D)
(quietly)
I never meant to fall into love with you . . .

SCOTT
(bemused and sardonic)
Sounds like a bad spy movie.

Thad casts a sharp glance at Scott, who misses it entirely because his attention is still focused on Elizabeth.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
(calm, but direct)
You didn't answer the question.

ELIZABETH
(stares back)
I can't.

Behind Scott, Thad fidgets. He is ready to take his anger and frustration out on something, but keeps his distance from Elizabeth.

SCOTT
(tightly)
Why not?

ELIZABETH
Because I can't. (sighs) I know how lame that sounds, but I can't.

Scott stares at her, clearly not satisfied with her answer.

THAD
Can't? Or won't?

Elizabeth stares at Thad, looking defeated. She acts as though she wants to say something, but cannot or will not form the words.

DEVEREUX (V.O.)
Stand down, Lieutenant.

Medium reaction shot of Elizabeth showing her relief.

Medium reaction shot of Scott and Thad.

FADE TO:

"Pilot": 08-12-08

EXT. RAYNES HOUSE - NIGHT

Elizabeth is dressed in a dark and somewhat tight-fitting outfit. She crouches in the shadows nearby a partially concealed door.

She speaks into a communications device fastened like a watch around her wrist.

ELIZABETH
(whispers)
I've found it.

DEVEREUX'S COMM VOICE
There's probably an alarm system.

ELIZABETH
(nods)
Checking for it now. (beat) Yep. Overriding it now.

DEVEREUX'S COMM VOICE
Be careful. You don't want to completely disable it. That might set off an alert of its own.

ELIZABETH
(smiles knowingly)
Yes, Captain. (beat) Done.

Elizabeth tries the door. The handle turns slightly, but the door refuses to open. She frowns, studying the handle and then forms a tight smile.

ELIZABETH (CONT'D)
(murmurs)
Idiot.

Elizabeth removes something from one of the pouches on the belt around her waist. She works with it around the door handle for a moment and then tries the handle again. It turns and the door opens, squeaking loudly in the darkness.

Elizabeth remains still, holding the door open. She listens for sounds that she has been detected. After a moment, she relaxes and eases the door open just wide enough for her to slip inside.

The thin sliver of light from outside narrows and disappears as she slowly closes the door. There is total darkness for a moment. A faint light starts to glow from the center of her belt. It is very faint, but provides just enough light for her to see her immediate surroundings.

ELIZABETH (CONT'D)
(murmurs)
Looks like they're closed up for the night.

CUT TO:

INT. RAYNES LAB - NIGHT

Elizabeth walks slowly through the dark interior, her belt light providing only minimal illumination. What is visible is in moderate disarray, but not a complete mess.

ELIZABETH
I hope I'll know it when I see it . . .

Her light sweeps around, finding several large pieces of disassembled machinery. Elizabeth holds out a small scanning device. It hums quietly as it scans the area. After a moment, she moves purposefully further into the lab toward the prototype.

ELIZABETH (CONT'D)
I think I've found it.

Elizabeth presses a control on the scanner and pauses a moment.

CUT TO:

INT. DEVEREUX'S APARTMENT – NIGHT

Devereux, Hope, and Janusae are gathered around the table. They are staring at the images being displayed on Devereux's pad. It currently shows Elizabeth's view of the prototype.

Devereux looks toward Hope and Janusae. Hope nods slowly. Janusae grins; she is obviously excited about their find.

DEVEREUX
(quietly)
That looks like it.

ELIZABETH'S COMM VOICE
Finally.

Devereux responds with a quiet chuckle.

CUT TO:

INT. RAYNES LAB - NIGHT

Elizabeth walks slowly around the perimeter of the prototype, the scanner extended out toward the prototype.

ELIZABETH
Yeah, this is it. (beat) Looks like they overloaded the pulse regulators . . . and variance buffers . . .

DEVEREUX'S COMM VOICE
Is it repairable?

There is a long pause while Elizabeth scans the prototype.

ELIZABETH
It should be.

Elizabeth glances around at the scattered parts.

ELIZABETH (CONT'D)
They might need some help, though. (beat) I don't know if they can make what they really need.

CUT TO:

INT. DEVEREUX'S APARTMENT – NIGHT

Devereux looks over at Hope. Hope stares back, but says nothing and her expression offers no advice.

DEVEREUX
Understood. (beat) Continue your scans.

ELIZABETH'S COMM VOICE
Yes, Captain.

Devereux leans back in her chair with a frown. Hope and Janusae both watch her. Devereux tries not to notice and turns her attention back to her pad's display.

CUT TO:

INT. SCOTT'S BEDROOM – NIGHT

The room is dimly lit. Scott lies in bed. He seems restless. After a moment, he rises and heads out of the bedroom.

CUT TO:

INT. RAYNES WORKSHOP – NIGHT

Elizabeth continues to scan the prototype. At this point, she is behind it, partially hidden from view. She studies some of the components located near the device.

CUT TO:

INT. HALLWAY OUTSIDE RAYNES LAB – NIGHT

Scott moves slowly. He is evidently lost in thought. He stops in front of the door, pauses a moment, and then keys in his access code. There is a soft noise as the lock disengages. He pushes open the door. Scott starts to enter, his hand reaching inside, feeling for the light switch.

CUT TO:

"Pilot": 08-08-08

EXT. STREET OUTSIDE RAYNES HOME – NIGHT

A cab is parked at the curb outside the house.

CUT TO:

INT. CAB - NIGHT

Thad and Elizabeth are in the back seat, sitting close together. They are talking. They smile and laugh quietly. Suddenly, it grows quiet and Thad's expression gets serious.

THAD
Elizabeth.

Elizabeth looks at Thad. Her expression shows some concern.

ELIZABETH
Yes?

THAD
I . . . (frowns)

Thad quickly leans forward and kisses Elizabeth. It begins as something nice and gentle. Very quickly, they are kissing each other thoroughly.

After several moments, they separate, somewhat breathless.

THAD (CONT'D)

(grins)
I guess that answers my question.

ELIZABETH
(smiles)
Ask it anyway.

THAD
No. I don't want to spoil it now.

Elizabeth laughs. A moment passes.

ELIZABETH
I really should get home.

Thad looks at her, almost staring.

THAD
Yeah, I guess so.

Thad leans over and kisses her again. It is not quite a chaste kiss, but certainly less energetic than the previous one. As he moves away, Elizabeth smiles at him.

Thad climbs out of the cab. He holds the door open for a long moment, staring inside at Elizabeth. She smiles back at him and waves slightly. Thad smiles back and closes the door. Thad turns and heads up the walkway to the front door.

CUT TO:

INT. RAYNES COMMON ROOM – NIGHT

Medium shot of the room.

Scott is seated in one of the chairs, reading by the light of a single lamp.

We hear the door open.

Thad enters and closes the door.

THAD
(amused)
You're awake!

SCOTT
(mildly)
You're late.

THAD
Didn't want the evening to end.

SCOTT
(laughs quietly)
Well, since you usually only get one shot, I can see why.

THAD
Actually, I was with Elizabeth.

SCOTT
(mild surprise)
Again? That's like . . . three times.

THAD
Four.

SCOTT
(quietly)
Wow . . .

THAD
Yeah, I'm a little surprised myself.

SCOTT
And her father hasn't called once.

THAD
(smiles distractedly)
Yeah. (beat) I don't know, bro. There's something different about her.

SCOTT
I guess so. When do I get to meet her?

THAD
(grins)
Someday.

SCOTT
Uh huh.

THAD
(more seriously)
Seriously, bro. This is . . . different. We haven't even . . .

SCOTT
(raises his hand)
Don't. I don't want to know.

THAD
But we haven't.

SCOTT
(more than mildly surprised)
You haven't?

THAD
(shakes head)
Doesn't mean I haven't thought about it. But, well, it doesn't seem like it's time yet.

Scott is struck speechless.

The brothers sit in silence for a moment. Thad yawns. After a moment, Scott closes his book.

SCOTT
Exactly. Way too late.

THAD
(mock innocence)
Too late for what?

Scott rolls his eyes and stands up. He turns off the light, leaving Thad in the dark. We hear Thad laugh as his shadow moves into the hallway.

FADE TO:

"Pilot": 08-07-08

INT. DEVEREUX'S APARTMENT – DAY

Devereux, Hope, Elizabeth, and Janusae are meeting in Devereux's apartment. Janusae and Elizabeth are seated. Hope stands alone at one side of the room. Devereux stands, pacing slightly as she speaks.

DEVEREUX
Well, we confirmed that Scott and his brother are working on something. I think we're on the right track.

JANUSAE
(eagerly)
That's good. (more seriously) Isn't it?

DEVEREUX
(nods)
Yes, Roberta, it is.

Devereux looks around at the others.

DEVEREUX (CONT'D)
We need to get a look at it, find out how far they've gotten.

ELIZABETH
I'll go, Captain.

Devereux looks at Elizabeth for a moment.

ELIZABETH (CONT'D)
I'm sure I can convince Thad to take me home. (smiles)

Devereux frowns uncertainly.

ELIZABETH (CONT'D)
I'm the best choice, Captain. (glances around) I can scan the equipment and tell you on the spot what shape they're in.

DEVEREUX
Are you sure?

ELIZABETH
I'll be fine, Captain. Really.

Devereux exchanges a glance with Hope, but she gives no reaction.

DEVEREUX
Okay then.

ELIZABETH
How soon do you want to do this?

DEVEREUX
(thoughtfully)
Sooner would be better.

ELIZABETH
Tonight?

DEVEREUX
Are you sure Thad will be there tonight?

ELIZABETH
He said he would be.

Devereux studies Elizabeth again. After a moment, she nods.

DEVEREUX
Okay. (beat) We'll try for tonight and see how things go. (to Elizabeth) Don't try to rush things, though. I'd rather wait another few days then start raising their suspicions.

ELIZABETH
(seriously)
Understood, Captain.

Devereux looks around at the others. There is a long silence.

ELIZABETH (CONT'D)
(awkwardly)
I guess I'd better start getting ready. (to Janusae) Want to help me pick out what to wear?

Janusae's eyes widen in delight. She smiles, rising from the table quickly.

Elizabeth and Janusae leave the apartment.

Devereux turns and looks at Hope.

DEVEREUX
You haven't said much about all this.

Hope looks back at Devereux.

HOPE
Do you require my assessment?

DEVEREUX
(nods)
If you have any insights that might be useful.

HOPE
Only caution.

DEVEREUX
(chuckles)
Always good advice. (looks at door) Something about Elizabeth?

HOPE
She is young, inexperienced.

Devereux looks at Hope.

DEVEREUX
She's a good officer.

HOPE
Yes. But young and inexperienced.

Devereux looks back at the door and frowns.

DEVEREUX
You're worried that she can't handle this assignment?

HOPE
We are at considerable risk.

DEVEREUX
She is the best person for the job.

HOPE
Yes.

DEVEREUX
Then what is it that bothers you about this?

HOPE
Thad Raynes is not what we anticipated.

DEVEREUX
(nods)
True.

HOPE
Nor is his brother.

DEVEREUX
(quietly)
No. He's not.

FADE TO:

"Pilot": 08-06-08

INT. RAYNES COMMON ROOM – DAY

Thad is sitting on the couch, pretty much where Scott left him. More papers surround him now, along with a small collection of paper plates and empty food wrappers.

Scott enters, balancing the trays of food. Thad looks up and grins.

THAD
See? I told you Lady P loves me.

SCOTT
Only for one of these is for you. (taps one) This one, I think. You can keep your mushrooms to yourself.

Thad gets up from the couch and takes only the single tray. He peeks under the cover and smiles.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
(sly smile)
Good. I'll keep the cookies and brownies to myself.

Thad makes a grab for one of the trays that Scott is carrying. Scott dodges Thad's reach, smiling.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
(grins)
I'm sure you and your mushrooms will be very happy together.

Scott exits into the kitchen.

CUT TO:

INT. RAYNES KITCHEN – DAY

Scott enters carrying the trays. He places one on the counter. He opens the refrigerator and places the other tray inside. After closing the refrigerator, Scott opens the tray on the counter and removes a cookie. He begins munching on it as Thad enters.

Thad reaches in and grabs a cookie, seating himself on the countertop. He chews for a moment, closing his eyes as he savors it.

THAD
Good cookies.

Thad looks over at Scott.

THAD (CONT'D)
You're in a good mood. And I don't think it's just Lady P's cooking. (grins) Got to see your girlfriend again, didn't you?

SCOTT
(glares mildly)
She's not my . . .

THAD
Yet.

Scott sighs noticeably. Thad munches on his cookie, smiling, and then reaches for another one.

THAD (CONT'D)
So, how was tea and crumpets with the ladies?

SCOTT
(frowns)
Kind of strange.

THAD
Oh?

SCOTT
(nods)
Yeah. (looks at Thad) They know about what we're trying to build.

THAD
(shrugs)
It's not like it's a big government secret or anything.

SCOTT
Still. Seemed kind of strange.

THAD
(grins)
Maybe she was just trying to make conversation. Maybe she recognized you for the tech geek you are.

Scott narrows his eyes as he looks at Thad. Thad responds by shrugging playfully.

THAD (CONT'D)
Hey, bro. It's not necessarily a bad thing. Some chicks dig nerds.

SCOTT
Thad?

THAD
Yeah?

SCOTT
Stop.

Thad grins and then laughs. After a moment, he grows a bit more serious.

THAD
Honestly, I haven't seen you this worked up about a girl in a long time.

SCOTT
I'm not "worked up".

THAD
(smirks)
If you say so.

Thad grabs another cookie and jumps down from the countertop.

THAD (CONT'D)
I'd better get ready. (smiles) I want to look good at the club tonight.

SCOTT
(rolls eyes)
You always look good.

THAD
(grins)
I know. Still, you think it just happens?

SCOTT
Yeah.

THAD
True, but I need to maintain the illusion that it's hard.

Thad exits, still smiling broadly.

Scott stares at the doorway, chewing thoughtfully.

FADE TO:

"Pilot": 08-01-08

INT. PROVIDENCE'S KITCHEN – DAY

Scott, Devereux, Janusae,and Providence are seated at the table.

Scott seems startled by Devereux's statement. Janusae seems equally surprised.

SCOTT
I'm not sure how, but I'll help if I can.

Devereux gives Scott a small smile.

DEVEREUX
You might be surprised. (beat) I'm not quite sure how to explain it . . .

SCOTT
(concerned)
Are you in trouble with the law?

DEVEREUX
(quietly, with a wry smile)
Only possibly with the laws of quantum physics . . .

Scott looks at her with a combination of surprise and interest.

DEVEREUX (CONT'D)
My . . . friends and I are actually here on a research assignment.

SCOTT
(nods)
Okay.

DEVEREUX
We're looking into work being down on alternative energy sources.

SCOTT
(laughs softly)
You picked kind of off-the-beaten-path place to start looking.

DEVEREUX
(smiles)
Universities are usually good sources of technologies on the cutting edge.

SCOTT
(nods)
True. But why not try Stanford or Berkeley or some place like that?

DEVEREUX
(shrugs, smiling)
We had to start somewhere.

Scott studies Devereux a moment and then glances at Janusae. He looks back at Devereux.

SCOTT
I suppose so.

Devereux waits a moment, recognizing that Scott's suspicions have been aroused.

DEVEREUX
We have reports that you and your brother are working on something might be of interest to us.

Scott tries unsuccessfully to hide his surprise and displeasure.

SCOTT
I knew Thad talked in his sleep . . . (sighs) I wonder which one of his . . . (looks at Devereux) friends spilled it.

DEVEREUX
(smiles softly)
Maybe none of them.

SCOTT
(dubiously)
Uh huh. (beat) Why are you interested in it anyway? What organization do you work for?

DEVEREUX
I'd tell you, but you won't find any references to it anywhere.

SCOTT
That top-secret?

DEVEREUX
Not exactly. We just like to avoid . . . publicity.

SCOTT
You'll forgive me if I tell you that those answers don't exactly inspire confidence.

Devereux gives a small laugh.

DEVEREUX
Understandable.

Scott studies Devereux again.

SCOTT
What can you tell me? I'm trying to imagine a reason why someone from a quasi-secret organization would be interested in my brother and I. None of them are coming out as particularly pleasant.

Devereux stares back at Scott. There is a slight frown on her face as she considers what to tell him.

DEVEREUX
(calmly)
I've already told you: we're looking for a new power source.

SCOTT
(nods)
I got that. But what you haven't told me yet is "why".

DEVEREUX
That part is kind of complicated.

SCOTT
Try me. I might surprise you.

Devereux laughs.

DEVEREUX
I've told you all I can for now.

Scott regards her for a moment. Her laugh has eased some of the tension between them.

SCOTT
If this was a spy movie, it would turn out that you're a beautiful woman working for the other side.

Devereux smiles. It takes Scott a moment to realize what he has said. He looks away.

DEVEREUX
(seriously)
I'm not. I need you to trust me.

SCOTT
I'd like to, Christine. Really, I would.

Scott frowns, looking at Devereux again.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
(awkwardly)
To be honest, what my brother and I are working on isn't exactly ready for primetime.

DEVEREUX
(gently)
I'd still like to see it.

Devereux glances at Janusae and then back to Scott.

DEVEREUX (cont'd)
Maybe we can help.

SCOTT
(cautiously)
I'll think about it.

DEVEREUX
(smiles amiably)
Fair enough.

There is a pause while Scott and Devereux each consider their next moves.

SCOTT
I should be going. (smiles) It's not good to leave my brother unsupervised for too long.

DEVEREUX
(nods, laughing quietly)
Nice to see you again, Scott.

Scott looks at Devereux as if uncertain what to say.

SCOTT
The same. (quick smile) I'm sure I'll see you again.

DEVEREUX
(smiles)
I hope so.

Scott rises from the chair. Providence bustles in bearing two covered trays.

PROVIDENCE
Scott, dear, don't forget these.

SCOTT
(smiles)
I wouldn't have, Lady P. Thank you very much, though.

PROVIDENCE
My pleasure, dear boy. My pleasure. Give my best to your brother.

SCOTT
I'll do that.

Scott looks back one more time at Devereux. She gives him a gentle, warm smile. Janusae is almost staring at him. Scott smiles back at her quickly and exits.

PROVIDENCE
Such a nice boy, don't you think?

Devereux stares at the doorway where Scott left.

DEVEREUX
(softly)
Yes.

FADE TO:

"Pilot": 07-31-08

INT. CORRIDOR

Rusty comes around the curve of the corridor. He notes casually the presence of a security officer passing nearby. A slight quirk of a smile crosses his lips. He enters the hatchway into the infirmary.

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INT. INFIRMARY

Rusty enters, pausing just inside the hatchway. He peers inside and sees that the room is apparently empty. He shrugs with a faint, smug smile and turns to leave.

RAMSEY (V.O.)
Chief?

Ramsey enters the shot.

Rusty looks slightly resigned.

RUSTY
Yeah, I'm here.

RAMSEY
Lieutenant Hawkes told me to expect you.

RUSTY
Did he say why?

RAMSEY
(shakes head)
Not exactly--just that you were coming. (eyes him) Is there something wrong?

Rusty shrugs and manages a smile.

RUSTY
Not really. (grins) You know the old man, worries like a mother hen. (beat) I'm fine. Really. Just a little too much Centaurian whiskey.

Ramsey studies him for a moment.

RAMSEY
No, you're not.

Rusty appears slightly started by the statement.

Ramsey peers at him a little longer.

RAMSEY (CONT'D)
Your color is off. (beat) Your posture . . . muscle tone . . .

RUSTY
I'm fine. Really. (smiles) Maybe a day off? To rest?

RAMSEY
(grim smile)
Sure.

Rusty looks relieved.

RAMSEY (CONT'D)
After I've examined you.

Rusty remains stubbornly still.

RAMSEY (CONT'D)
(coolly)
I'll call the old man . . .

Rusty's posture sags slightly.

RUSTY
(mumbles)
Fine.

RAMSEY
(brightens)
It'll take a few minutes, Chief. Then you can be back to shouting at your techs for dropping their tools.

Rusty grunts in response. He waits while Ramsey activates the diagnostic bed.

RAMSEY (CONT'D)
Go ahead, Chief. Get on. (smiles) I even warmed it up for you.

RUSTY
Small comfort.

Rusty climbs onto the diagnostic bed. As he does, he tries to hide how unsteady he is. Ramsey watches him for a moment and then turns her back to adjust some of the equipment nearby. Rusty leans back onto the bed with a sigh.

RUSTY
(with false joviality)
All yours, doc.

RAMSEY
(smiles)
It won't hurt a bit.

RUSTY
Promise?

RAMSEY
(smiles playfully)
Unless you don't stay still. Then I might whack you.

RUSTY
Hmmm . . .

Ramsey activates the bed and it begins scanning Rusty. Ramsey watches the various displays as the scan progresses, her frown deepening as time passes.

The scan finishes. Rusty remains still while Ramsey studies the scans. She says nothing, trying to make sense out of what she is seeing.

RAMSEY
I'm not sure what to make of most of this. I'm sure Hope could . . .

Rusty rises from the bed and walks over to stand behind Ramsey. She does not notice his approach.

RUSTY
But she's not here . . .

RAMSEY
(startled)
No. She's not.

Ramsey studies the results thoughtfully for several moments.

RAMSEY (CONT'D)
(quietly)
You're a mess, Chief . . .

RUSTY
(shrugs)
So give me something to fix it and let me get back to work.

RAMSEY
(scowls)
It looks like you've already been trying to on your own. (frowns) There are major biochemical imbalances throughout your body. I don't know if I can "fix it". (sighs) I'm just a medic, Chief. I'm really not equipped to deal with this kind of thing.

RUSTY
(grins)
Well, I'm not going to die, am I?

RAMSEY

Not right away. (small smile) Unless you keep drinking that Centaurian whiskey. (frowns) I can treat some of the symptoms, but we'll have to wait until Hope gets back for any kind of real treatment.

RUSTY
Oh. Joy.

Rusty and Ramsey stand in silence for several moments while Ramsey tries to decide what to do.

RUSTY (CONT'D)
Can I return to duty?

RAMSEY
(reluctantly)
I don't know, Chief. (sighs) I could confine you to the infirmary, but there's not much I can do to help you.

RUSTY
(grins)
Then you might as well release me.

Ramsey stares at him for a long moment.

RAMSEY
Wait here.

Ramsey goes to one of the cabinets and withdraws a vial. She attaches it to a hypo and then returns to where Rusty is waiting. She injects him with it.

RAMSEY (CONT'D)
That should help . . . somewhat.

RUSTY
(smiles)
Thanks, Jenn.

Ramsey gives him a weak smile.

RAMSEY
Chief?

RUSTY
Yeah?

RAMSEY
I'd stay away from alcohol for a few days.

RUSTY
(frowns)
Why?

RAMSEY
You won't like the side effects.

RUSTY
Oh.

RAMSEY
(sighs)
You're done for now. (beat) But I want to see you again at the end of your shift.

RUSTY
(grins)
Sure thing.

Rusty exits through the hatchway. Ramsey watches him leave, staring after him for a moment. She then looks down at the vial in her hand and frowns.

"Pilot": 07-29-08

EXT. PROVIDENCE'S HOUSE – DAY

Establishing shot of the house.

Scott appears, walking up to the door. He carries a small bouquet of ornamental flowers. He reaches up and pulls the knocker on the door, rapping it gently. After a moment, Providence opens the door. She smiles welcomingly.

PROVIDENCE
Good afternoon, Scott. (notices flowers) Oh, what a thoughtful gesture!

Scott hands over the bouquet, looking slightly embarrassed.

SCOTT
(awkwardly)
It was nothing. I just thought you might like them. (shy smile) I didn't want to show up empty-handed.

PROVIDENCE
Oh, my dear boy. Your company is more than enough of a gift for me. (smiles at the flowers) Not that I don't appreciate the gesture. Truly I do.

Scott smiles again, seeming more relaxed.

PROVIDENCE (CONT'D)
Come in, come in. (closes the door) Let me put these in water. (over her shoulder) I'm afraid tea is not quite ready.

Scott follows Providence into the kitchen. We cannot see past them through the doorway.

Providence enters the kitchen and heads toward the sink. We see Devereux, Elizabeth, and Janusae seated at the table. Scott stops, his eyes fixed on Devereux. She stares back.

PROVIDENCE (CONT'D)

I believe you have met these young ladies before.

SCOTT
(nods slowly)
Yeah.

Devereux breaks eye contact, but does not look at any of the others.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
(louder)
Can I help you with anything, Lady P?

PROVIDENCE
Nonsense, my boy. (gestures vaguely) Have a seat and enjoy the company of these nice young women.

Scott swallows nervously, approaches the table, and sits down. He manages a weak smile.

Janusae smiles widely at him in return. Elizabeth looks at him, but her expression remains neutral. Devereux smiles back and tries not to lock eyes with him again.

DEVEREUX
It's nice to see you again, Scott. (glances at Providence) Although somewhat unexpected.

SCOTT
(mildly alarmed)
Oh? Am I interrupting something?

Scott starts to rise from his chair.

PROVIDENCE
Nonsense, young man. We were about to have afternoon tea, nothing more. (smiles) You know you are always welcome.

Scott relaxes a bit in his chair. He notices that Janusae is still smiling, although not looking directly at him. Scott gives her a quick smile, somewhat uncomfortably. He darts past making eye contact with Devereux, looking instead toward Providence.

PROVIDENCE (CONT'D)
Christine and her companions have been looking forward to seeing you again.

Scott glances quickly in Janusae's direction.

SCOTT
(quietly)
Yeah, I can see that . . .

Providence returns, carrying a tray with a teapot and several small plates of pastries and other confections.

PROVIDENCE
Come now. No need to be shy. There's plenty for everyone. (beat) Scott, would you be a dear and pour tea for everyone.

Scott blushes slightly at being addressed as "a dear", but manages a smile as he reaches for the teapot. Everyone else begins to fill their plates.

JANUSAE
And you do this every day?

PROVIDENCE
(smiles)
Why yes. It's a lovely tradition, don't you think?

Janusae only nods, her mouth now full with one of the pastries.

Scott sits back down. After a moment, he picks up his plate and eyes the variety of treats.

PROVIDENCE (CONT'D)
Christine, dear, why don't you pass Scott that plate of ginger biscuits? I know they're among his favorites.

Providence smiles at Scott. Scott smiles appreciatively, but also with a sense of awkwardness. He takes the plate offered by Devereux, handling it carefully as if it was far more fragile than it really is.

PROVIDENCE
They've come from very far away. (to Christine) Haven't you, dear?

Providence places the teapot in the center of the table. She starts arranging the plates at various places around the table.

DEVEREUX
(cautiously)
I suppose so.

SCOTT
I thought I heard a bit of an accent there. I thought it was French at first, but it's actually more from Quebec. Isn't it?

Devereux tries not to react.

CHRISTINE
Yes. I was raised there. Most people don't notice the difference.

SCOTT
(smiles self-consciously)
I wasn't sure, actually.

PROVIDENCE
Have you ever traveled there, Scott?

Scott reacts with mild surprise.

SCOTT
What? No. Never really had a reason to.

Scott is staring at Devereux now as he speaks.

SCOTT (CONT'D)
Will you be going home soon?

Christine watches Scott, maintaining eye contact this time.

DEVEREUX
As soon as we can manage it.

SCOTT
(disappointed)
Oh. (beat) Is there anything I can do to help?

Providence smiles at Scott, but says nothing. There is something in your eyes beyond the smile.

Devereux manages to mask her reaction and then turns to exchange a glance with Elizabeth. After a moment, she turns back to face Scott. There is a slight smile on her face as she answers.

DEVEREUX
Actually, there probably is.

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"Pilot": 07-25-08

INT. RAYNES COMMON ROOM – DAY

Thad is seated at the couch, leaning forward to type something on a notebook computer sitting on the coffee table. There are a few papers and books around him, but there is a surprising lack of the usual disarray.

Scott enters. He is dressed in casual pants and a nice buttoned shirt. It is not a suit, but something a step above jeans and a polo shirt. Thad glances up and then looks harder at Scott.

THAD
Going somewhere?

SCOTT
Yeah.

THAD
Kind of, well, dressed up, aren't you?

SCOTT
(shrugs)
Just a few errands. Lady P called and said she'd been cooking again. She had some things for us.

THAD
(grins)
Cookies?

SCOTT
She didn't say. (grimaces slightly) As long as it's not more of that mushroom casserole.

THAD
What? I loved that! (beat) Sure, it looked a little weird at first, but once you got past that it was delicious!

Scott shudders.

SCOTT
I'm hoping for the cookies. Or brownies.

THAD
(smiles)
Also acceptable. (suddenly grins) That explains the clothes . . .

SCOTT
(blushes mildly)
What clothes?

THAD
Your clothes. Since when do you dress up to go to Lady P's?

SCOTT
I'm not dressed up.

Thad gives him a knowing look.

THAD
Okay, so you're missing the tie and shiny shoes. Still, you're dressed up. (grins) Want me to come along?

Scott shrugs, but his expression shows that his offer is not really sincere.

SCOTT
Up to you. (smirks) I know how much you enjoy tea time.

Thad mimics holding up a teacup with his pinkie finger extended. He mimes taking a careful sip from an imaginary tea cup before breaking into laughter.

THAD
You can have my cucumber sandwiches.

SCOTT
She might have scones.

THAD
(brightens)
Ooooo . . . bring me some of those.

Scott shakes his head, laughing softly.

SCOTT
I'll see you later.

THAD
Sure thing. (smiles) Give my regards to your new girlfriend.

SCOTT
(mild glare)
She's not . . . (trails off)

Thad looks at Scott for a moment and then laughs again.

THAD
(grins)
She could be. (beat) Maybe you should invite her to the club? You know: you, me, her, and Elizabeth.

SCOTT
I don't think she's the type.

THAD
(grins)
How will you know unless you ask her?

SCOTT
(reluctantly)
We'll see.

Thad laughs.

THAD
Uh huh. (smiles) Well, have fun.

SCOTT
(coolly)
Yeah.

Scott pauses, looking at Thad. His expression does not display any anger. He shakes his head slowly for a moment and then exits.

Thad laughs quietly to himself, shaking his head as well. After a moment, he is once again focused on what he was doing.

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