Second Draft 1/30/2013 HE LEFTOVERS Written by Damon Lindelof & Tom Perrotta Basad on the book by Tom Perrotta TV Calling - For educational purposes only

We are in DARKNESS. And from the silence beneath it, we begin to hear something. A MAN. GRUNTING. Fierce and PRIMITIVE. It sounds like -- 301 SMASH UP ON THE BACK as he moves against THE beneath him -- SWEATY and INTENSE and PASSIONATE. FPEEKS belween Lhe TWO RODIES -- LIPS CHEW ON AR - HER HANDS guiding his hips into her -- His breathing becomes RHYTHMIC -- He's getting CLOSE —- And she EXEADES -- PHE WOMAN Coma... mmmmInside... It's okay... He thrusts harder -- BREATHES LOUDER -- Thrusts -- Grunts -- ThrustGruntThrustGruntThrustGruntThrust THE WOMAN ...Come INSIDE, be TREMBLES, OUT AS HE COMPLETES -- MAN ! SHMASH TO BLACK. WHITE BADE UP. SUPER TITLE: 14TH INT. SUPEEMARKET - DAY WE BRE CLOSE ON A CRYING BARY. He is strapped to the chest of A YOUNG MOTHER, ihirtyish, phene to her ear, pushing her cart through a SUPERMARKET -~ YOUNG MOTHER (INTO PHONE) It’s still leaking ~- What? Yes I shut it off &ll the way... (to the baby) Shhh... Honey... Please... ANOTHER AISLE The Mother reaches up on her tip-toes to grab CEREAL -- The SCREAMING baby is eye to eye with ROWS OF LUCKY CHARMS -- TV Calling - For educational purposes only

YOUKG MOTHER ... It’s a rainbow... see the rainbow? Isn’'t it pretty? The Mother accidentally TIPS some boxes of Cheerios, which come TUMBLING DOWN -~ She instinctively covers the head, protecting him -- YOUNG MOTHER -- Shit! THE_FREE%ER The baby WALLS as his mother grabs handfuls .of pre-packaged LUNCH MEAT, studies one, holds it up to am EMPLOYEE -- YOUNG MOTHER Hey excuse me? ... Is this bturkey? THE_CHECKOUT . REGISTER The Mother grabs an WEEKIY, drops it onto the conveyor. The baby SCREECHING now aa she digs through her purse, STRESSED, explaining to the CASHIER -- MOTHER ... He gats like this when he doesn’t sleep and when he sleep; mommy doesn’t Heh -- Can you take a check? My’ license is in here somewhere... SUPERMARKET PARKING MOMENTS LATER The haby HOWLS as The Weman pushes hex caxt up to a HANTCHBACK, de‘tly unstraps the baby from his BJORN as she apens the side door -- All of this with hexr cell held in the crook of her neck -- The baby WATLING -- YOUNG MOTHER (INTO PHONE) ... Can you get me in at 5:30? Yeah,., but 1f T show up at six, you're gonna make me wait anyway... What? I can’t... (to the baby; losing it) That’s enough. Enough. But the baby doesn’t urderstand nor give a shit. He keeps CRYING. The Mother shakes her head, frowns as she carefully slides the baby into his CAR SEAT, snapping him in -- TV Calling - For educational purposes only

YOUNG MOTHER (INTO PHONE) What? ... No, I was talking to my -- Forget it. Can y--? ShiL. That's my other... Hold on a sec? The Woman closes the car door, checks her Cell, clicks ower, opens the trunk, tosses in her groceries -- YOUNG Hey -~ I'm on the other... What? -- I don’t...? Can’t you just hit the reset thing? Bags in, she SLAMS the trunk, walks over to the Driver's side door, opens it up, hops behind the wheel -- YOUNG MOTHER You flip up the little plastic... flippy thing and there‘s a button, a red -- Yeah. That’s it. Just push it with a pen on something. I’11l be home in ten. Will you make some formula? -- Okay. Love you. She hangs up. Drops her cell into the cup holder on the dash. And that’s when she suddenly REALIZES -- quiet. No... It's SILENT. But the baby. The baby was crying SO LOUD. Why did he...? The Woman's eyes instinctively flick to her REARVIEW MIRROR -- Wait. Hola on. The car seat is BMPTY. The Woman... THE MOTHER... PANICS -- Turns -- CONFUSED -- The chest harness remains CLICKED SHUT, liféless, as it lays on the seatback. No... ND. She THROWS open her door -- JUMPS OUT OF THE CAR —- RUNG to the other side -- «<id someone OPEN the without her hearing it7? Did someone fucking TAKE b--? LITTLE BOY Daddy? The Young Mother SPINS -- TWENTY YARDS away, a LITTLE BOY stands by a shopping cart that aimlessly rolls into the fender of a parked car =- like it was pushed by a GHOST. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

LITTLE BOY what the FUCK TS HAPPENING?!? Then FROM THE MAIN ROAD —- THE SQUEAL OF TIRES as The Mother leoks over just time to see -- A BMW SMASHING TNTO ANOTHER CAR -- FULL GLASS BREAKS -- AIRBAGS DEPLOY -- PEOPLE SCREAM AL -~ LLTTLE: BGY DADDY WHERE CLOSE ON THE MOTHER -- Breath RAPIDLY -~ HER. EYES AS SHE STARTS TO TURN —- LOOKING ALL HER... Not knowing what just hit her... What just hit THEM ALL,... but knowing... Xnowing somehow that it's REAL. It HAPPENED. baby is gone. and what is gone is coming back. And for reasons she does not quite understand, The Mother stops looking around. And instead -- she looks UP. we FOLLOW MER GAZE -- Drifting upwards as we leave hexr standing alone the parking lot -- Gradually turning until we squint at the CGIORIOUS BLUE SKY. HIGHER AND BIGHER until we are consumed by a SHEER WHITE CLOUD -- And up dissolves two simple words: T HE LRFTOVERSE Silence. We FADE TO BLACK. A few beats. And then, a new FADES UP -- THREE YEARS LATER Guitar-hook. Punk. DRUMS THROB. And we SMASH CUT TO: EXT. STREETS OF MAPLETON - DAWN A MAN. Forties, but wearing them extremely well. is handsome, but imperfectly so. The kind of face that’s seen its share of fists emashing into it. His eyes are alternately good-humored or INTENSE and rarely in between. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

This KEVIN GARVEY. will be our hero. Sort cf. Kevin is RUNNING -- THE CLASH blasting through hls earbuds -- and it’e not a casual run -- this guy is ATHLETIC. Maybe the word is COMPETITIVE. He sees a WOMAN IN HER ROBE taking out the garbage. waves her, confident. 8he swiles, a little embacrassed... but waves back. Ladies like Kevin. rounds a CORNER, sees -- A MAN, Up on a SCAFFOLDING ALONGSIDE HIS HOUSE. He appears to be painting a GIANT MURAL OF A WOMAM‘S FALCEH there., Weird. But not to Kevin, who chugs onto -- A QUIET And there, limping toward him, is MANGY EMACTATED DOG. Kevin STOPS. Takes out his earbuds. Sizes up the dog from twenty feet away. And at this distance? He can’t quite tell if its hurt, dangerous, or BOTH. . KEVIN Hey, buddy... you okay? The dog SNARLS.,. #then whines. Revin a few steps forward... umzipping his WATSTPACK -- KEVIN You You eat peanut butter? Be pamoves a PROTEIN BAR. Unwraps it, gently puts it down -- dog sizes him up -~ Straddiing the line between scared and SCARY -- But after a moment, it takes a tentative step towards him. Kevin reassuring -- KEVIN It’s okay. I won't -- BOAM! The dog’s neck EXPLODES! HOLY FUCK -~ Tt drops to the ground -- GURGLING as it BLEEDS OUT -- Kevin -- SURPRISED —-- TURNS TOWARDS THE SOUND OF THE SHOT -- BEHIND HIM -- Down the street -— FORTY YARDS AWAY -- TV Calling - For educational purposes only

A TALL MBN. Denim Jacket.. MOUSTACHE. Baseball Hat pulled low over his eyes. lowers his HUNTING RIFLE, opens the door of the GREEN PICKYP TRUCK idling beside him as Kevin SHOUTS -- KEVIN HEY!1{] But the TALL is already behind the wheel -- THE IGNITION -- DRIVING OFF -- KEVIN WHAT FUCK!Z2!? But the truck is gone. Xevin just stands there. Out of breath. ANGRY. CONFUSED. DISTURBED. Aand then —— He hears a WHIMPER. Kevin turng towards the DOG... walks over to it. The dog blinks. Slow RASPING breaths. fhere is a OF BLOOD. Kevin doesn't DOES. He kneels on the pavement beside the presses his hands down on the WOUND in iils neck, applying PRESSURE -~ But its breath becomes more RAGGED. Slowing. Fimally... Excruciatingly, side no lenger rises at all. And the dog DIES. Kevin removes his hands from the as he does -- he sees A_BONE-SHAPED SILVER TAG hanging from the dog’s_collar, encrusted with dirt and grime. Kevin his fingertip and uncovers tHe WRITING engraved on the -- “pgello,” it says. "My name is Dudley.” ON KEVIN. Affected. after a moment, he gently places hils arms around Dudley and lifts him up as we CUT TQO: INT. BEDROOM - HOUSE - DAY A WOMAN, ‘Her eyes flicker open... and She is WAKING UP. Probably due to THE BUZZSAW SOUND OF SNORING beside her. We are TOO CLOSE on the woman to see the culprit. she is probably forty. There is a lot going on behind her eyes... and a sense that she for some reason, she is willing to UNLEASH it. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

This is LAURIE. Sha sits np -- and we see she’s in a SLEEPING BAG on the tloor. Dressed in an odd nightgown Lhat appears to have been sewn from an old WHITE SHEET. Laurie reaches to her side, fumbles for a pack of CIGARETTES, brings one to her lips. CUT WIDE to find Laurie on the floor in a dim room. ‘There are FIVE OTHER WOMEN in sleeping bags. All of them out cold, utterly eblivious te the UNGODLY SNORING coming & HEAVYSET OLDER WOMAN, lying right next to Laurie. Laurie reaches out and gives the old woman a hard in the back. The old woman groans... .and mercifully Laurie SNAPS a match to life -- puts il to the end of her cigarette and takes a long, deep drag. She BLINKS —— ‘A QUICK JUMPCUT -- THEIEE SECONDS LONG GIRLS. Maybe eleven years old. PRIVATE SCHOOL UNIFORMS; One ¢irl is black. Tle other is white. And they are BRUTALLY FIGRTING. PULLING EACH OTHER'S HAIR. TEARS ROLLING DOWN THEIR FACES, THe white girl SCREAMS Laurie blinks again. What the Ffuck WAS that? A memory? Something ELSE? We do not know. But . there will be MORE. Laurie slowly EXHALES, blows a SMOKE RING ai the c¢eiling. DOWN AT HER THROUGH THE HALO as we CUT TC: THE SHOWER Laurie stands-naked in the SHOWER, shivering in the cold Lathers a bar of soap in ber hands, runs them tHrough her hair. She grits her teeth as we CUT TO: THE BATHROOM Laurie her teeth over a SINK. Staring Lorwards. But when we CIRCLE AROUND and drop over her shoulder, we SEE she’s not looking at herself, but at a RECTANGLE OF FADED PNINT over the sink where the used to be. Huh. THE HALLWAY Laurie exits the bathroom, wet-haired, now dressed in WHITE CLOTHING. She passes FOUR WOMEN in the hall, all patiently waiting their turn in the bathroom. They avoid eye contact. Laurie walks by a POSTER taped on the wall —— CLOSE UP ON_the burning red ember of a CIGARETTE -- BLOCK LETTERS READ -- TV Calling - For educational purposes only

5O THEY REMEMBER KITCHEN Standing by the stove, Laurie ladles grayish slop from a large XETTLE of PORRIDGEY GRUEL as we CUT TO: INT. DINING ROOM - HOUSE what was once a formal dining room now holds LONG TABLES with BENCHES. EIGHTEEN PEQPLE... MEN WOMENM, all in WHITE, sit, eating their porridge., A flew are SMOKING. Bul _no_one fucking TALKS. An OLDER MAN enters the dLn;ng hangs a CLIPBOARD on a nail in the wall, beneath a sign that reads, “OPERATIONS.” As soon as he leaves, everyone gets up and congregates around the clipboard like a group of High School Kids looking to see who got what part in the play -- ON LAURIE, furrowing her brow as she reads the LIST OF NAMES posted. Her eyes FLASH. ‘Disappointment. Then ANGER. INT. PATTYI LEVIN'’S “OFFICE” -~ HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER ‘AN OLDER WOMAN with frizzy gray hair sits behind a desk piled high paperwork. This is PATTI LEVIN. And whatever the hell is happening in this house? She’s_in CHARGE QF IT. her, a TELEVISION IS ON. volume. CLOSED CEPTTONED: A PEALANX OF REPORTERS on the steps of the CAPITAL as_a MAN exits a SEDAN, moves through, overwvhelmed -- REPORTER (CLOSED CAPTIONED) ... We've only just been handed the Commission’s 1400 page report, Chris -- It will take some time for us to wade through it all, but Dr. Denziger is expected to present his findings within the next hour... Patti turns as the door abruptly OPENS and in comes Laurie. INTENSE, she crosses to a large mounted WHITE DRY-ERASE BOARD on the wall, grabs a MARKER -- And she WRITES -- “WHY AM I NOT ON THE LIST?” TV Calling - For educational purposes only

Patti looks at her. Then, unhurriedly, picks up an IPARD gitting in front of her. Uses her FINGER write it, HOLDS IT UM for Laurie to see -- “People will get hurt.” Laurie frowns, turns to the Writes -- dd And to make her point, Laurie UNDERLINES the wond. Fatti cocks her head. PLEASED. Writes on her iPad, holds it up -- “OK. in” Laurie NODS. Damn straight she‘s in. But what FOR? coT TO: INT. CLASSROOM - MAPLETON HIGH - DAY An impossibly GORGEQUS TEEMAGER. Tall. DREAMY. His name is NICK. But he's not who we're here to see as we RACK FOCUS: TO THE GIRL STARING AT HIM from three rows away. Sixteen and still more than weman. A couple years ago, we might have described her as “sweet.” That is no longer true. She is focused on Nick, ignoring the MORNING ANNOUNCEMENTS -- SCHOOL DORK (OVER P.A.) and The French Club's Carnival of Croissants will be cutside the caf after lunch... Bone Appetitel {papers shuifle) ... And finally, the Denziger Cominission Report was released this morning -- Uh... We'll be Iive- streaming the hearings in the auditorium all day and the Guidance Staff will be available for anyone who needs to, y'know, talk it out. A THUMP QF THE MIC as it’s handed over te an actual adult, VICE PRINCIPAL ISAACS. A calm, authoritative voice -- VICE PRINCIPAL ISAACS (OVER P.A.) Thank you, Glen. Let's rise for the Pledge of Allegiance. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

10. The HOMERODM TEACHER sits at the front, absorbed in the SPORTS PAGE. None of the kids get up, nor recite the pledge. VICE PRINCIPAL ISAACS (OVER P.A.) Indivisible, with liberty and justice for all. (a beat; Lhen) And now, for those who want to... Let us pray for mercy and forgiveness.,. and the return of those who have left us. And now, some of the kids DO get up. Or accurately, KNEEL DOWN_beside their desks. About HALF & DOLEN of them. ‘Even the teacher actually puts down paper. And thev PRAY. No uniforms. Wo crucifixes, nuns is PUBLIC SCHOOL. And it would appear thatl after a long separation of Church and State, they are finally BACK TOGETHER. Nick turns, sees lookimg at him. He GRINS, rolling his eyes, MOCKING the penitent. a finger up to his temple, cocks the trigger that is his thumb... blows his brains out. Jill seems surprised by the attention, but plays it off. Flash of MISCHIEF in her eve. She goes to work tying an imaginary piece of ROPE -- slides the IMAGINARY NOOSE over her head... and HARD -- SNARPING HER NECK with intense ‘pantomimed SUDDENNESS, eyes bulging and tongue LOLLING. ON NICK. grin wavers. A little SPOOKED. ON JILL. Sees his She away, EMBARRASSED. CLASS Amen. T0: EXT., SERVICE STAPION -~ DAY A DOWNPOUR. Sparse landscape -- maybe the Southwest? A BEAT-UP VAN is ‘parked in front of one of the pumps of an abandoned GAS STATION. Inside -- A GOOD-LOOKING KID. Early twenties. Mussed hair. He takes a bite of a SNICKERS BAK, washes it down with a Mountain Dew. There is scomething very RELAXED about him... he seems stoned, but isn’t. We like him instantly. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

i1. This is "TOM. BZZZZY. cellphone VIBRATES across the DASH. Tom picks it up, looks at the WORD on hisg TEXT DISPLAY -~ “Incoming.” Now, he looks up through the WINDSHIELD as ANOTHER CAR pulls into the station. 8TOPS thirty yards away. FLASHES (7R BRIGHTS. Tom FLICKS the KNOB, FLASHES BACK. And then -- The passenger door of the other car opens and out hops a MAN. Tom ledns over and opens the door as the guy hogs in, SOAKED. Late fifties. Despite the weather, he wears SUNGLASSES and a baseball hat. His name is WITTEN and he seems very PUT -- WITTEN Jesus. .. How many more cars am I golng to have to get in and out of? TOM B is it, Congressman. Uh... Is it if I youw that? WITTEN I don‘t give a shit what you me, Just driwe, kid. Tom isn’t bothered by this asshole... almost as if he's dealt with this many, many times TOM: You have something for me? Witten shakes his head, unzips his jacket pocket. Pulls out a THICK ONVELOPE. Hands it to Tom, who takes a peek inside —- It's FILLBD WITH HUNDEED DOLLAR BILLS. TOM Cool. Thanks. Would you mind giving me your phone, please? WITTEN Why? TOM Because that’s how it works. Witten, PERTURBED, redches into his inside pocket and extracts his BLACKBERRY. Tom takes it, slides off the casing, expertly pops the SIM CARD OUT -- I promise you’ll get it back once you’ve talked to him. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

"Him?” Who_the fuck is HIM? 'Tom drops the cell into a plastic BAGGIE which he places in the glovebox, takes out a BLACK BANDANA TOM You mincl? (0ff look) It's a blindfold, WITTEN Are you fucking serious? Tom just SMILES. No response necessary. And we CUT TO: INT., VEN - DRIVING - LATER THE WIPERS streak back and forth as Tom and the BLINDFOLDED WITTEN drive down a COUNTRY ROAD. Ilou Reed ENDS... ejects a casselte, FLIPS it over Lo the Hits PLAY. WITTEN Is that a gassette player? Yeah... school. 0ld scheol sounds Like shit. Tow smiles, amused by this guy. on. A few beats. How long have you worked for him? TOM Couple yeaxs. WITTEN You in college? I was. anymore. WITTEN Why naot? -A QUICK AND JARRING JUMPCUT -~ THREE SECONDS LONG are looking at a SNOW-COVERED QUAD -- New England -—- all through a FROSTY WINDOWPANE -- And suddenly ~-- A BODY FALLS PAST IT -- Then ANOTHER, arms FLAILING as they DROP -- Tom blinks. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

13. I didn’t see the point, WITTEN Your folks must be so proud. Tom shakes his head. Knows what's going on here. SIGHS -- TOM Y know, Mr., Witten... just because you're scared, that mean you have to be a dick. WITTEN Maybe I'm a dick because I'm being tréated Llike a Sixty Minutes Reporter going to meet the ‘Goddamn-Tollah. Tom just drives. Calm. Then -~ TOM You're gonna forget you ever -felt this way. . WITTEN Felt... what way? Burdeaed. A BEAT, VYes. 'That’s-exactly right. Witten absorbs it. WITTEN You say that to everyone you drive? TOM Nopa. Sometimes I say “Abandoned.” Witten shakes his head. Likes this kid. Now. Softly -- Wayne... he’s the real deal? WAYNE., Well THAT‘S someone we can’'t wait to _meet. As for smile returns. Absolutely confident -- He's as real as it gets. Huh. All right then. &nd as they drive on, we CUT TO: TV Calling - For educational purposes only

INT. BEDROOM - MORNING CLOSE ON A TV. The graphic: “DENZIGER COMMISSION PRESENTS FINDINGS.” In the HQOT SEAT -- DR. RICHARD DENZIGER -- before a row of SENATORS, reading from a prepared statement —- DENZLGER ... quote Wittgeanstein, “Whereof one cannot speai... thereof one must remain silentc.” (puts down his Thank yvou. WE PULL BACK to find ourselves in KEVIN’S BEDROOM. MESSY . Kevin enters, towel around his waist. Throws a DRY CLEANING bag on the bed as he ignores the TV and picks up the LAPTOP in front of it Kevin pops it -open, EXITING FRAME -- TEXAS SENATOR Thank you, doctor. So we’re clear. ‘We convened a Council of Cierics, representatives of most world religions, who, as you know, were somewhat... confilicted about Octobker 14th and wenre thus unable to reach any kind of consensus. Which in turn, led vus to the for answers. And while we are HOLDING ON THE SENATE HEARING on the television, thHere, on the edge of frame, we see Kevin’'s towel drop onto the floor. We also hear something... else? TEXAS SENATOR This document -- The findings of your commission -- after neaxly months of so-called and God knows how many taxpayer doliars —- As to the instantanecus disappearance of 2% of the World's population... some 140 million souls... Your conclusion as whakt happened to them... Why them... and where they've gone... is... and I'm just paraphrasing here... (looks up) know?" We’re still not clear what Kevin is up to, but his ELEOW occasionally moves into the edge of our frame. And he just turned up the VOLUME on whatever he’s watching on the which based on the dialogue (“Mmnmm Give me that cock!”) could conly be INTERNET PORMN. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

15. Meanwhile, on the TV, Denziger takes a drink of water, responds to the Sepatore, somewhat FRUSTRATED ~-— DENZIGER, Sir... I am a scieatist and I was asked to at data. At facts. I was asked to ldentifly patterns that weren't Immediately obvious and address related events -- like the Chef Anomaly or ihe Brapdeanburg Carousel that were... still are considered “miracles.” But they are simply statistical Wiecups that we can’'t explain. Because, sir, my opinion, miracleg do not exizt. We hear Xevin SIGH. The PORN cuts off abruptly as ‘the LAPTOP CLOSES. We see him reach for the tewel and pick it up. TEXAS SENATOR (CN TV) “Miracles do not exist?” DENZIGER (ON TV) Scientifically speaking? No, 5ir. They don’t. Kevin, bare-assed, cleans himself off with the towel as he crosses back through frame. TEXAS SENATOR (ON TV) Doctor, pardon my tone, but who are yau, after all we’'ve been through -- Who are yau, sir, to tell the American people that? Milliens... Millions of mothers, fathers, sons, daughrers... disappeared. Gone. In an Instant., If that's not a miracle, what in God's name do you call it? Kevin crosses to the bed. Picks up the dry-cleaning -- A UNIFORM. DEZINGER (ON TV) I do not know. I dopn”t. But if you're implying it was a miracle? (then; flash of defiance) I'm fairly certain, sir, that sat this one out. A HUSH FALLS OVER THE SENATE as Kevin RIPS TIE PLASTIC of the dry-cleaning bag, ready for WORK as we CUT TO: TV Calling - For educational purposes only

16. 'EXT. SUBURBAN HQUSE - DAY A CAR pulls up in front of a nice SUBURBAN HOUSE. Parks. The door opens and out steps -- CHIEF OF POLICE KEVIN GARVEY. He wears the uniform well, like he was born to wear it. In many ways, he was. Kevin strides up the front walk, removes his sunglasses. Clears his throat. And GLANCES ACROSE THE FRONT LAWN, where a BIRD FEEDER is flanked by several GARDEN GNOMES. But most oddly -- There is an_enormoug STAG. Twelve-point antlers. And not ceramic., It looks REAL. But il is so umcannily STILL it could only be STUFFED some kind of THEXIDERMY. XEVIN. Huh. He mounts the steps to the PORCH, pushes the doorbell -- DING DONG! He stands there for a moment. Waiting. Glances across the lawn again at that STAG. Just standirg there like a Christmas decoration that has overstayed its welcome. And it kinda seems as if it’s... Looking at him? The DOOR OPENS. Kevin turns to see an ASIAN WOMAN in hex forties, concerned look on her face. Most people don’'t like cops showing up on thelr doorstep. Kevin knows this, KEVIN there. Mrs. Tunney? ASIAN WOMAN KEVIN Chief 'Kevin Garvey. How are you? ‘Mrs., Tunney reluctantly shakes his outstretched hand. KEVIN ) to show up in unifori... I was headed into work and. I -- MRS. TUNNEY -- Garvey? KEVIN Yes, ma’am. MRS. TUNNEY I thought you went crazy. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

A OUICK AND JARRING JUMPCUT _-~ SECOWDS LONG POINT OF VIEW ~— RUNNING THROUGH A SUBURBAN BACKYARD -- THROUGH A SWINGSET in pursuit of A NAKED MAN. WHITE HAIR, WRINKLED ASS, BUT QUICK —- NOW_Hi NG A . Kevin blinks. Then. uncemfortable smile. KEVIN That was actually wmy dad. (then) The former chief. MRS, TUNNEY Oh. Fascinating. More to come. But now? Down to BUSINESS. KEVIN Mrs. Tunney... here bhecause your dog -- Dudley? I... found him this morning and... (lowers his eyes) He’'s dead. sorxy. Kevin reaches into his pocket. Takes out the DOG COLLAR. Extends it, sympathetiically -- KEVIN I have 'bim in my trunk. ON MRS. TUNNEY. She does not take the collar. MR3. TUNNEY 80?2 KEVIN ..« Uh, I just thought you’d want -- MRS5. TUNNEY ~- That dog’s been gone for three vears. Ran away and never came back. He was my husband’s. (then; measured) He's not coming back, either. ON KEVIN. He can do the math. Not sure what to say here -- KEVIN sorry for your loss. MRS. Is that what it is? TV Calling - For educational purposes only

18. Kevin senses the same thing we do -- This woman does not want to be reminded of that day three yesars ago. Not at ALL. Nobody does. And that includes Kevin, who blankets said sentiment in professionally detached COOLNESS -- KEVIN What would you like me to do with the body, Mrs. Tunney? WOMAN I den't care. And with that, she gently closes the door in hisz face. EXT. SUBURBAN HOUSE - - MOMENTS Kevin strides down the front walk, FRUSTRATED. He’s got his cell out, DIALS, waits, THEN —- KEVIN (INTQ PHONE) . ... Denois, me. You anywhere on that pickup truck? -- No, there were no plates. If there were plates I would've -- Dennis, .just say, “Sorry, Chief. I do not, as cf now, know shit,” (sighs; checks watch) I’ve got an hour before the meeting... heading over to animal control to drop off this d-- {reacts; surprised) They said neoon -- What? who ‘it? {shakes' head; ahh..) ——- Of course she did. I’m on my way. .. Stall them. (hangs up; pissed) Shit. Kevin angrily pulls open his car door, about hop in... but STOPS. Because there, across the lawn, by the bird feeder -- The Taxidermied Stag is GONE. Like it was never HOLD ON KEVIN. ...What? The hell? And we SMASH TO: EXT. HIGH SCHOOL ATHLETIC FIELD - DAY A FIELD HOCKEY SCRIMMAGE. The Girls Varsity takes on the JV Squad -- Pleated skirts and KNEE HIGH SOCKS —— And there in the MIDST OF IT ALL —- TV Calling - For educational purposes only

JILL. Surprisingly ATHLETIC as she fights for the ball -- Her opponent a big blonde enforcer, HAILEY. Handling her atick with great dexterity, Jill wins the ball, but -- ... Hailey CRACKS her in the shin with her stick. Cheap SHOT. Totally intentional. Jill SUCKS IN HER BREATH -- SHYXT. That HMURT. She goes to one knee, glaring at Hailey... ... Who GRINS through her mouthguard and, trots off. A FEW MINUTES LATER THE BLUE TEAM makes a shot on goal -~ DEFLECTED by the goalie, who smacks the ball to mid-field where -- Jill and Hailey converge on il at roughlly the samé time -- Bailey HIP-CHECKS Jill -- ROUGH -- ON JILL. Something No warning -- KRRRRRNCCUCHH! She SMASHES her into Hailev'’s face —- BRUTALLY ON TARGET. .Jegus. Girls SHRIEK as Hailey CRUMBLES tc the ground, moaning, hands over her NOSE as BLOOD pours oul between fTingers. She loocks up at Jill, CONFUSED AND ANGRY -- fuhk, But Jill stares at her without apology, as if she were a THOUSAND HAILEY WUD DA FUH®I?!? SMASH CUT TO: INT. COACH'S OFFICE - DAY Jill sits avross the desk from her COACH, a short fireplug of a woman who shakes her head in DISAPROINTMENT -- COACH You broke her nose, Jill. I heard it from the sidelines. Jill says nothing. Coach SIGHS -- You‘re one of our best players, but T can’t tolerate this behavior. Halley is your teammate. What were you thinking? TV Calling - For educational purposes only

20. The Coach waits for a response, bhut doesn’i get one. Jill's eyes are -- She’s angry and embarrassed and guilty -- but HOLDING 1T ALL BACK. The Coach is CONCERNED -- COACH Jill... I'm sure things have been ‘hard since your mother -- JILL I'm fine. COACH Are you? ON JILL. She blinks. No. She probably The Coach tries to remain aa sympathetic as possible... COACH sorry, but if I'm gonna put you back on that field, I meea your word this won’t happen again. {a beat) Do I have your womd, Jill? Jill takes a moment. Then, completely GENUINE -- JTLL Yeah. Olkay. The Coach smiles, assnaged. Good talk. However... long as that cunt staya away from me. The Coach’a smile DROPS. SHOCKED as we are. And we CUT TO: INT. CITY HALL .- DAY KEVIN. DBriskly moving down a hallway, buttoning his TOP BUTTON and very, wvery BNGRY as he -- DENNTS LUCKEY. Young cop. More handsome than he is smart -- DENNIS Hey... uh, I told her you were late because of a family emergency. KEVIN She knows why I'm late. Kevin blows through the DOUBLE DOORS into —- TV Calling - For educational purposes only

21. INT. COUNCIL CHAMBERS - —-— THE MIDST OF A PLANNING MEETING. THIRTY PEOPLE -- CITY MEMBERS, FIRE MARSHALL -- of A PARADE ROUTE projected onto a SCREEN —— The title emblazoned above it reads “HEROES DAY.” &nd all of this is presided over by -- LUCY -.. That's gonna cut the parade in half., 1It‘s a damn side-street... we can close it fox three hours. LUCY WARBURTON. Forty. Damaged. Sexy. Black. Bright. And the MAYOR, She frowns, concerned, as Kevin enters -- TUCY Everything okay, Chief? But she’s NOT concerned. And Kevin she’s not. KEVIN Your office told me noon. LucY Did they? They did. TUCY Well. At least that gave you time to deal with your emergency. ON KEVIN. Hooo boy. Doesn’t fight. For NOW. Moves to chair amongst a group of COPS who nod respectfully as he sits. Onca he does, Kevin just quietly eyes Lucy, like Quint in Jaws, waiting to say what‘s on his mind. LUCY Ckay, provided we sort out the closures -- Parade should end about eleven at the park. Then we'll unveil the statue... which, I'm told, is -- {to Council Member) we have to do that tomorrow? COUNCIT, MEMBER Hector'’'s been working on it for a year. It'll be kinda weird to just leave the sheet on it. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

Lucy (sighs; fine) Okay, we guickly unveil the statue, Girl Scouts read the names, I say a few words, introduce Nora Duxst -- FIRE CHIEF -~ What’s she gonna say? nLucy She lost her entire family, Doug, she’ll say whatever the fuck she wants to, The Fire Chief’s eyes drop. ASHAMED. Lucy claps her And. there we have it. very first Herxoes Day. Any questions? OLDER COP What makes them “Heroes?” WMy brother-in-law disappeared and he was kind've a dipshit. Lucy They'’'re hexoes because no one's gonna come to a parade “We Know The Fuck Happened Day.” (let’s go over it again) The D.S.D. proclaimed a Federal of Remembrance and what they’re calling our departed because thst's how we want to remember them. Everyone loves a So all gonna have a nice walk through towa, we’ll talk about who we lost, have a good cxy and then we'll move on. It's time. We‘re ready. (convincing herself) Everybody‘s ready to feel better. 22. hands A quick survey of the faces in the room seems to indicate that there is some truth to that. Except for -- KEVIN Not everybody. (then) Not The Remnant. The entire temperature cf the room drops the moment he says that WORD. And whatever it means? got their ATTENTION. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

23. KEVIN The whole town in one place at one time... we’'re inviting them to come. And when they do? (to Lucy; pointed) People are gonna get hurt. THE FACES OF THE PEANUT GALLERY. Shit. Gauntlet thrown. LUcY ‘At lasit. The Chief speaks. KEVIN I would’ve said something sooner, but I was too riveted. Tucy narrows her eyes. Okay. Let’s GO -- LUCY The G.R. isn‘t a threat. If they want to stage a non-wiolent ‘protest, their right. KEVIN You were at Homecoming... they walked right onto the field, Locy And then they walked right off. No harm dore. KEVIN trying to... provoke us. Lucy Then don't get provokad. She’s gelbting undér his skin now. And this is clearly a subject about which he is INTENSELY PRSSIONATE -- KEVIN I think you need to open your eyes and take a good lock at what's happening to this town. A year ago, the Guilty Remuant didn’t exist, Now? They’'ve bought up an entire cul-de-sac., More houses means more members. They're recruiting. And for what? Well shit, Lucy, we don’'t know. (ramping up) ‘they come from? Why are they here? We don't even know who they are. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

24. Heads NOD. Most in the room AGREE. But Lucy fires back -- We know who they were. ON KEVIN. We don’t know why yet, but that was PERSONAL. KEVIN They’re coming, Lucy. LuUCY You want me to it off? KEVIN I want you to call it off. A beat. Then -- LuCY No. Kevin blinks. He is MAD, But he must. Xeep., It. IN. But he‘s beat. And he knows it. So he picks up his hat, tucks it under his arm. But there’s one MORE THING -- You're wnong. This town isn't ready to feel better. (intense) It's ready to ‘fucking explode. and with Kevin strides oul -- HOLDING ON HIS FACE AS HE DOES, we can't help but feel he’s ready to explode TOO as we SMASH TO: LIVING ROOM - NIGHT LAURIE. Sitting in a folding chair. Next to her is GLADYS, the heavyset older woman who was SNORING morning. There are TWENTY OTHER PEOPLE in folding chairs arranged in a circle... all spaced in same-sex pairs and dressed ALL, IN WHITE. pretty weird. PATTI LEVIN works her way around the circle, handing a MANILA FOLDER to each pair. Laurie removes the RUBBER BAND around her folder, opens it up as Gladys looks over her shoulder. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

Inside the folder; PAPERS. Tax returns. School Transcripts. Mortgage applications. Paper-Clipped to the top is a PHOTOGRAPH of a SMILING YOUNG WOMAN. TFreckled. RED HAIR. Gladys takes the PAD hanging around her neck, scribbles on it, shows it to Laurie -- Laurie NODS, turns back to the photo. The sweet, smiling face of the REDHEAD. And we CUT T0: EXT. SCHOOL PARKING LOT - DAY A LIT JOINT arcs toward a pair of PQUTY LIPS. They belong to a praternaturally good-looking YEAR-OLD GIRIL. Confidence oozes out of her. This is AIMEE Christ, I didn’t know you were v’'know, ewen capakle of saying “cunt.” REVEAL Jill, still in Her dirty field hockey geax. TILL I say it all the time. AIMEE To who? JILL Adimee LAUGHS, exhaling smoke. Jill takes a tiny hit -- she isn't trying to get high as much as fit in. ATMEE S0... what? kicked you off the team? JILL Nah, I got off with a warning. But if my doesn’'t change, Coach is gonna call my dad. ATMEE Your attitude does kinda suck. TV Calling - For educational purposes only

26. JILL Really? And now we see il. Vulnerability. A _deszire to be LIKED. Especially by this nmore beautiful and more mature girl. AIMEE Nah., But you are all intense and melancholy and shit sometimes. You need to get, like. out of your own head, y'know? (takes a deep hit) That‘s why vou have to come to tonight. Agh, I'm sick of parties. AIMEE But it’s gonna be (exhales) And Nick’s gonna be there, Jill can't suppress a small embarrassed GRIN. SMILES -~ AIMEE yeaf! Jill LAUGHS... as does -- Thay‘re CLOSE. At least in High Schoeol Terms. MEEP MEEP! A CAR as -- A WHITE PRIUS pulls up beside them. The passenger window slides doww, revealing a pair of handsome, IDENTICAL TWINS with matehing BLOND DREADLOCKS, Rastafarian Winkelvosses. 'his. is SCATT and ADAM FROST. Saott smiles from the passenger seat. He's the chatty one —- SCOTT Yo, ladies. Wanna get stoned and play some ping pong? Aimee holds up the Playfully dismissive -- We‘re already stoned. SCOTT Oh. Okay. Then we can skip right to the ping pong. AIMEE And by “ping-pong” you mean...? TV Calling - For educational purposes only

Uh... it’s like tennis. But ‘easier. With a little white ball. AIMEY Thanks. We're gonna pass. SCOTT Right on. (swiles; good natured) As you were. But before they drive off, Adam leans over fnom behind ‘the Throughout this, his eyes have never leit Jill -—- ‘ADAM You going to Dorfman’s party? AIMEE Hell yeah we are. It's gonna be effing epic. Adam seems amused by the designation... And unlike most men, is impervious to Aimee’s charms. He smiles at Jill —- ADAM See you there. Adam’s soulful gaze. lingers on Jill just long enough for us to GET IT. And tHen... he drops the Prius into drive and silently zips off. Aimee turns to Jill, SMIRKS -- AIMEE Ooh, girlt Somecne wants Lo show you his little white balls! Almas cracks herself up. Jill BLUSHES as we CUT TO: EXT. DIKT ROAD/RANGCH GATE . DAY A GUARDHOUSE beside a large GATE. Beyond it, a SNAKING DIRT ROAD leads into acres of A crunch of GRAVEL -- THE BEAT-UP VAN pulls up to the gate. TOM rolls down his window -- We see the still blindfolded WITTEN beside him in the Passenger Seat as A MAN IN A FLANNEL SHIRT and AVIATOR SHADES exits the GUARDHOUSE. Steps up to the car. TOoM Hey, Pete. PETE Tom. Anybody try to follow youz? TV Calling - For educational purposes only

TOM Nope. I tock the long way up. Tom reaches over, pops open the glove. Takes out the envelope and the kaggie with the Blackberry. Hands them bath to Pete, who checks the LARGE WAD OF CASH —- TO0M I didn’t count it, so feel free to take whalever you need. PETE Yacbtb's not gonna pay for itself. Tom GRINS. This is their shtick. Pete glances at Witten -- Satisfied. Takes a WALKIE TALKIE from belt, keys it -- PETE (INTO WALKIE) Two coming in. ) A moment later -- VRRRRRRRRRM The GATE slowly opens as Tom waves, pops the van into gear and driwes on through. ON PETE, watching him go -- And as he puts his walkie back on his belt, we drop down to see the HANDLE OF A GUN sticking out of the back of his waistband as we CUT TO: INT. RANCH - AAY and Witten head down a TONG BALLWAY at the end of which stands a smartly dressed OLDER WOMAN. Ghe smiles -- OLDER WOMAL Congressman. We're so happy to kave you here. How was your trip? i WITTEN «.. Fine. Thanks. OLDER WOMAN So sorry about all the ridiculous security measures... but you can never be too safe. I’'m sure you’re used to it. WITTEN Sure, cof course. Now, like a masseuse greeting a client into the spa, The woman gently puts her hand on the small of back -- TV Calling - For educational purposes only

29. OLDER Wayne's very excited to meet you. Co on in. with that, she OPENS the door. Hard to get a sense of the ROOM, but there are PILES AND PILES AND PILES of bools stacked everywherc., Beyond which, is a DESK. And al that desk, WAY ACROSS THE ROOM -- I8 A MAN. Muscular. Black. 1In a liathrobe... and we're not entirely sure if he’s wearing anything under it. His face is serene, radiating undeniable WAYNE. arc some... actually MANY, who call him "HOLY WAVYNE.” This nickname may sound silly, but it is nonetheless fitting for reasons that will become inereasingly clear. Witten steps in... somewhat tentatively as Wayne rises to meet him, SMILING. ON TOM. A_fleeting moment af EYE CONTACT with Wayne as the ‘Older Woman ygently closes the door and we CUT TO: EXT. RANCH GROUNDS — DAY Tom walks through the (expansive) GROUNDS OF THE RANCH... Could be the Desert. Or Texas? The rain has lifted. ’'The sun SEINES a3 Tom arrives at -- A LARGE SIZED POOL Music plays while SIX BIKINI-CLAD ASIAN GIRLS splash around and lounge in the sun. The girls are just old enough tc make us fael either wildly uncomfortable or like complete parverts... which is pretty much the POINT. Tom nods to a couple of FLANNEL SHIRTED GUARDS (one of whom reads THE ECONOMIST in the LIFEGUARD CHAIR) as he scans the area around the pool, finally finds who hé‘g locking for -- As YOUNG as she is beautiful, she lays on a TOWEL beside the pool, LARGE SUNGLRSSES cover her face. Aan Asian LOLITA. Her name ia CHRISTINE. Unsure if she’s sleeping, Tom gently places a PAPER BAG beside her. Starts to move away -- CHRISTINE ..« That what I think it is? TV Calling - For educational purposes only

30. Tom stops. Smiles, TOM Yup. She sits up, pushing the sunglasses to the top of her head as she excitedly grabs the bayg, reaching in -- Pulls out five or gix GUMMI WORMS., Smiles at Tom, delighted ~- CHRISTINE You are the best. TOM and ye shall receive. She crams the worms into her mouth at once, CHEWING -- mmmmmSo tell me who got sent home. I know you watched it. TOM But why do I watch it? Christine bats her eyelashes, plays up her girlishness -- CHRISTINE Because you me. And as much as Tom wants to play it cool (and perhaps he HAS TO because Guy in the lifeguard chair is looking RIGHT AT HIM) it's cleaxr that he ie indeed SMITTEN with this girl. Kaitlin got booted. CHRISTING No wayl TOM Yeah, Brian took her out on this hot air balleoon and he was telling her now he felt amazing connection... CHRISTINE (chewing her worms) +.. Oh that lying shit. He get her into the fantasy suite? ToM What woman can resist a hot tub and like, four hundred candles? TV Calling - For educational purposes only

31. CHRISTINE I could. Because I'm not a whore. TOM You shouldn’t falk about Kaitlin that way. She said her heart was broken and then she cried for almost twelve seconds. Christine CRACKS UP -- genuine girlish LAUGHTER —- ENORTING -- of gummi worm spraying all over Tom, LAUGEING -- ToM Jesus! Try eating one at a time! CHRISTINE (overcome by giggles) I Tom’s CELL RINGS. Still LAUGHING, he pulls it out of his. pocket and CHECKS THE DISPLAY -~ CLOSE ON HIS FACE. A call he does not want tg take. CHRISTINE, You need to answer that? Tom SNAPS out of it. Pockets the phone. He SMILES -~ No, ma‘am. I do not. And as Christine smiles BACK, we CUT TO: INT. KEVIN’'S CAR ~ STREETS OF MAPLETON - DUSK Kevim sits hehind the wheel, phone pressed to his ear. uniform is unbuttoned. He looks out his window at something. RECORDED ... Hi. This is Tom Garvey. Please leave a message. God bless. EEEEEEP. Kevin hesitates, not sure whether to talk. Then -- KEVIN (INTO PHONE) Hey, Tommy... it's dad. {then) Just wanted to hear your voice. fle hangs up. Drops the phone into the consocle, next to A CAN OF BEER in the cup holder. Kevin picks it up, takes a long gulp, never averting his eyes from whatever he’s looking at. Which just so happens to be -- TV Calling - For educational purposes only

32. B CHURCH Across the street, And it is HOPPING. of people., Well dressed men and women -- FAMILIES -- milling around outside. ON KEVIN. a little... empty? HE BURPS. Drops uhe beer back into the console, turns the IGNITION as we CUT TO: GARVEY HOUSE - DUSK Kevin unlocks the front door, steps inside with a handful of mail. Drops it into an (overflowing) tray om an end-table. IN THE KITCHEN LIGHTNING QUICK CUTS —-- Kevin VIGOROQUSLY MASHES GROUND BEEF with his hands -~ CUTS VEGETABLES A SHARP XNIFE -- PQURS 2 BOTTLE OF KETCHUP onto the BEEF -~ SLIDES A CASSEROLE DISH WITH THE INTQ OVEN -- TURNS A TIMER DING! THE_STAIRWELL Weary, Kevin heads up the stairs... and then he STCPS. There are FAMILY PHOTOS lining the wall up the stairwell. Right now, Kevin is AT ONE. Then, without warning -- Kevin SUAMS HIS INTQ THE FRAME -- GLASS BREAKS. and without further ado, he céntinues up. the stairs, giving us a look at the PHOTO WITHIN. A POSED BAMILY PORTRAIT. KEVIN SMILES, hands on the ‘shoulders of TCM and JILL... A couple yedrs younger than they are now, but if we hadn’t figured it out already, this pretty confirms they‘re his KIDS. But more importantly -- a WOMAN standing next to Kevin... SHATTERWEBR OF GLASS where Kevin's elbow hit (or perhaps, was AIMED) happens to be RIGHT OVER HER FACE, obscuring her identity. HOLD ON. THAT photo. A family frozen in a better time... the ICE cracking around them. And we CUT TO: INT, ROOM ~ GARVEY HOUSE - EVENING Kevin sits at the dinnex table, takes a forkful of MEATLOAF. Pours a can of beer into a TALL GLASS as -- AIMEE (0.5.) Thanks so much for letting me crash your dinner, Mr. Garvey... (MORE) TV Calling - For educational purposes only

33. AIMEE (0.S5.) (CONT'D) It's awesome that you guys do this whole like, “family” thing every nignt. Reveal sitiing next to him at the table. JILL site across from her. Eyes low, picking at her food, distractled, KEVIN You hear that, Jill? Aimee thinks awesome. Jill looks up at Aimee -- “Thanks for that.” KEVIN How was hockey practice? JINLL (a beat; shrugs) Same old, same old. Kevin gives. her a good look. Instinats tell him otherwise -- KEVIN What? What? KEVIN Somethimg you want to tell me? Jil1l just looks at him. Evenly. JILL This is fucking spectacular. ‘Kavin ALMOST reacts angrily... but quickly decides that's exactly what she wants him to do. TIastead, he SMILES -- KEVIN That is the nicest thing anyone’s ever said about my ccoking. Admee charmed by Kevin. Jill is not. 8o, Mr. Gasvey, are you like, keeping the peace and stuff at the whole parade thing tomorrow? KEVIN You're not going are you? TV Calling - For educational purposes only