TC Ep 242 Script

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reamer walking down street in high-end area. looks at L.A. number in phone.

R: (thinks) you bastard, why’d you have to go and become a wanted fugitive when i need intel now more than ever. bastard -

runs into a group of vultures exiting a shop in nice suits.

vulture1: look who it is boss, the mommy’s boy in the flesh.

v2: did any of you think he’d be taller? i imagined him taller for some reason.

v3: what’s a pipsqueak doing walkin’ around with no protection? think you’re untouchable, do ya?

reamer: touch me and see what happens

v2: ooo big man, what’ll happen d’you think? reckon his mommy will come spank us?

v1: i might be in to that

v3: your mom won’t do shit, eagle. we’re here because she invited us - she knows she’ll look dumb if she takes back that invitation.

R: my mother’s less concerned by good-faith agreements than you’d think

v2: shall we find out who’s right? it won’t matter either way - you’ll be in a body bag before her little cronies come to save your ass -

vultureboss: enough, all of you. we don’t have the time for any scraps today. i want a fish burger.

allVultures: yes, Boss.

(start walking away, leering)

v1: see that, mommy’s boy? that’s how a real boss does it. you ain’t as untouchable as ya think.

(reamer watches. breathes out a stress breath and slicks hair back, wiping sweat from neck. standing on street, alone).

early morning, tiraa and lulu at the resistance gun range, teaching lulu to shoot.

T: you’re definitely improving - you said Del Brakindale taught you the basics? 

L: (shy) yeah, he was putting together a mercenary group to help the Wastelanders fight off the Vultures from their towns. …Before he left with them and they all got shot out of the sky.

T: fuck. well…he knew his stuff. all you need is to work on your aim a bit more. but…why did you want to know how to shoot, anyway? 

L: i want to help. I’m tired of just cooking and being overlooked. i want to be more useful to everyone…to Del, if I see him again.

T: you were his House Finch, right? I get you served him, but isn’t this a bit extreme?

L: this isnt about any sense of obligation or anything…this is for me. i want to fight for other Finches and anyone else considered lesser. 

T: well, i for one am glad to be on the same side as you. 

(Both see lars walk into his lab cave with a foraging basket)

L:...he was the one who poisoned Del, you know. Made him crazy for some kind of experiment. rumor has it he convinced reamer to get the Magpies under his thumb and go after Sparrows, too.

T: what?? why would he do any of that? I’m going to ask him.

L: he’s sick. dont trust him, and don’t eat anything he gives you.

T looks at lulu uncertainly before following Lars, entering his lab, looking around. finds him crushing some leaves.

T:...you’re up early.

Lars: i havent slept, so im actually up late.

(sees an old-looking newspaper with a sepia photograph of reamer’s dad, ky’s mom and the rest of the council with their faces covered by lars’ research, headline also covered. tiraa is focussed more on the research)

T: whatre you doing?

lars: just finalising a little project of mine. a failsafe, if you will. fairly successful though, from what i’ve observed.

T: does it have anything to do with you poisoning Del Brakindale? I remember him seeming more…off…during A.C. training as the term went on. that was your doing?

lars: a trial that resulted in a few tweaks needing to be made, but nothing too dramatic. very interesting, really.

T: …and you’ve been in reamer’s ear too, i hear? tell me, was having the magpies kidnap brek’s father your idea or his?

lars: oh, reamer has his ideas, i just…push them along a bit. help him out when he needs it. 

T: and getting the magpies to attack sparrows? I thought the Sparrows were working with the Resistance?

lars: oh those Sparrows are very much fence-sitters. Reamer was looking for something, the Resistance needed the Sparrows to pledge more to our cause, so the plan wrote itself, really. people are generally more willing to fight for a cause when they’re being directly affected, after all. 

T: that’s psychotic.

Lars: that’s psychology, baby. 

T: does reamer know it’s you he was in contact with?

L: oh, I never told him but im sure he has his suspicions. and if i wasnt particularly careful with hiding my identity, but gave him just enough to feel smart if he figured it out and let it play into his ego a bit, then, well

T: that’s psychology.

L: (smiles) indeed. 

(both turn as cyras appears in the doorway)

T: cyras - you’re up -

C: We just got work from Cici, she and Keelee are arriving today. There’s a guide going to meet them now.

T: oh thank Icarus, she’ll be much safer here.

C: there’s more news. they’ve finally made a decision about the Murder rescue mission.

T: and…?

C: (looks serious) it’s on.

reamer waiting on skyscraper, reik appears.

reik: making me fly my ass up here every time you want to talk -

reamer: i have a proposal for you.

reik: (sneers) im flattered, but with those sparrow attacks fail and your little Croaking witch hunt, im a bit -

reamer: oh, you’ll want to hear me out on this one.

reik: …lm listening.