TC Ep 283 Script

Reamer at a bar with a whiskey. a couple of girls approach him.

Girl1: Drinking alone, Commissioner? That almost seems like a crime, doesn’t it?

G2: we’d happily keep you company.

G1: You must be so lonely, after that ungrateful girl left you at the alter like that.

G2: I’m sure there’s some way we could help…cheer you up. 

[reamer takes a sip]

R: room 718. One hour. Be waiting for me. 

girls walking off giggling: yes, commissioner

[reamer looks down at his drink. throws it back.]

R: [to barman] a glass of champagne, please.

bm: coming up.

[is given the drink. stares down at it] 

[reamer dressing, gun holster under his arm. looks down on the city from the hotel window wall. someone knocks at the hotel room door, reamer answers it, the girls in the bed in the background.]

bellhop: your dry-cleaning, sir.

r: thank you.

[hand over bag. reamer takes it in, puts jacket on, notices a crinkling sound in the inner breast pocket. takes an envelope out, opens it. it’s the newspaper clipping of the avarie front page, showing the gang+his dad + ky mom. reamer is shook.]

r: [looking at ky] it seems at though you have everything I’ve ever wanted in the end, doesn’t it, brother?

[reamer pounding on his mother’s office]

r: mother! open this door! you cant lock yourself away - you cant shirk all your responsibility. People are asking for you - I have questions, too. You owe us answers. you owe me answers. open the door. Please. 

[no answer. he punches a hole in the wall and walks away on the phone, showing the floor and that perig’s letter she left isn’t there anymore]

R: [on phone] meet me in 10. the usual place.

walks down street, about to enter alley but sees reik isn’t alone so stops behind wall. reik has twik against a wall.

Reik: the Flamingo owes me for the tip-off. I want her little black book with all the dirt on her old clients -

twik: she doesn’t owe you shit - 

reik: [slams them harder] i want the book. dont make me wait. [lets go, twik goes to fly away] rally tonight. a hoard of corvids will be flying in from hiding for the little government showdown, so we’ll be planning their arrival. don’t miss it. 

[twik flies off. reamer stays in hiding, leaving reik waiting].

[reamer sitting in his car outside the prison, drinking. he drains the last bottle and gets up.]

[reamer enters cyras’s cell, stumbling a bit. ky gdad watching before closing the door. cyras looks awful, curled in a corner, back turned, wing clearly broken. nails have torn at the tattoo on his neck. even drunk, reamer is shocked at his appearance]

C: we are both at the end of our tether, it seems.

R: you're a mess

C: i have not been as cooperative as they would have liked

R: i told them not to torture you

C: how considerate.

R: you could have just given them what they wanted

C: don't insult me by pretending that's an option. go on then, ask your two questions.

r: how did you - get the other Crows to respect you?

C: respect? respect and fear aren’t so different. it just depends on what sort of leader you want to be. to be feared is to never be loved in the way you want. to love, is also to fear. 

R: why don’t you just let your people go?

C: [clutching neck] i love them too much. {and so, of course, he feared them, too}

C: [turns to look at him] above all, you have to play by their rules.

[reamer looks at his tattoo. remembers his mother’s brooch. cyras can see what he’s thinking]

C: [looks at ceiling] …this is probably the last time you’ll be able to ask me anything. I’ll allow one more question, for the occasion.

R:...do you regret it? Any of it?

C: …I’ve always known I’ll sacrifice everything for my people. My innocence, my life. I’ve made my peace with it. [thinks of tiraa and keelee] but damned if i don’t have regrets. Will you attempt to alleviate yours? Or will you dig yourself in further, I wonder. Goodbye, Reamer. I've enjoyed these little talks of ours. I hope my death gets you everything you've wanted.

[reamer standing in the empty hotel room, looking down on the city. takes his phone from his pocket.]

R: Activate the shields

[the city defence towers glow and the light joins, like it did at the prison, around the city. reamer watches behind the glass, the reflection showing it happening] 

my sonsssss