Island of the Haunted

Island of the Haunted

Island of the Haunted

I’m sorry… this isn’t the different ending you were looking for. But it’s just the way the damn story goes, Jarod.

Miss Parker

Island of the Haunted

I’m sorry… this isn’t the different ending you were looking for. But it’s just the way the damn story goes, Jarod.

Miss Parker

Original air date: December 10, 2001

Written by: Steven Long Mitchell & Craig W. Van Sickle

Directed by: Frederick King Keller

Jarod takes a keen interest in an ancient symbol that may unlock secrets about his family. But Miss Parker is hot on Jarod’s trail and about to make discoveries of her own. Their investigation leads to a remote island off the Scottish coast, where a set of sacred scrolls, vital to the Centre, have been hidden — and protected — for centuries.

 

Behind the scenes insights and the Creator’s Take

Official Synopsis

Jarod takes a keen interest in an ancient symbol that may unlock secrets about his family. But Miss Parker is hot on Jarod’s trail and about to make discoveries of her own. THeir investigation leads to a remote island off the Scottish coast, where a set of sacred scrolls, vital to the Centre, have been hidden — and protected — for centuries.

 

Island of the Haunted

Island of the Haunted Transcript

 

     
    THE CENTRE

BLUE COVE, DELAWARE

     
    [Door Opens]
    [Door Closes]
     
    [Gun fire]
    [Explosion]
     
Adama   Behold the scrolls.
They’re not here.
     
     
     
Miss Parker   Talk to me, Daddy. [Sighs] This is not the way it’s supposed to be.
Doctor   Catatonia is a schizophrenic disorder marked by stupor and mutism no doubt brought on by the trauma of the gunshot head wound he suffered.
Miss Parker   Can’t you wake him up?
Doctor   Oh, he’s awake. He’s just…trapped in there.
Miss Parker   I’d like to be alone with my father. If, in fact, you are my real father. Daddy? Are you in there, Daddy? Look at this. It was sent to me anonymously. Do you have any idea why my mother and Jarod’s mother are together? I didn’t even know they knew each other. Is this what you had so much to tell me about?
     
    [Curtain Slides Open]
     
Lyle   Hey, Sis. We gotta get out of here.
Miss Parker   Why?
Lyle   They say so.
Miss Parker   What are Adama and his Triumvirate goons doing here?
Lyle   Well now that Dad’s awake and, uh, conscious, they are taking over his protection. They want him isolated.
Miss Parker   Why? They afraid of what he might say or who he might drool on?
Lyle   I don’t know. But I have a feeling it has something to do with a vault on SL15 they blew to pieces last night.
Miss Parker   Looking for what?
Lyle   Hell if I know.
Miss Parker   What do you bet Raines has something to do with this?
Lyle   Doubt it. He hasn’t even resurfaced from his latest disappearing act. Truth is, don’t know, don’t care. When these crazy Zulus get this pissed off, all I do is follow orders. And now that Dad’s brains are as scrambled as yesterday’s eggs, they’re gonna need someone else to put in charge around here. Consider me an applicant.
     
    [Curtain Slides Open]
     
Adama   If it isn’t another Parker. Surprised to see you here.
Miss Parker   Really? Considering my family has been running this place since-
Adama   The Triumvirate runs the Centre. You leave us now.
Miss Parker   [Sighs]
    You harm one hair on my father’s head, Adama, and so help me-
Adama   I never liked you either.
Broots   Miss Parker.
Miss Parker   Now now, Broots.
Broots   No, no. [Clears Throat] It has to be now.
    I- I found Jarod.
     
    Dennison Museum
Boston, Massachusetts
     
    [Phone Rings]
     
Jarod   It’s an ancient symbol of some sort. Yes. Eight skeletal figures on the circumference of the symbol. You’ve seen it. Do you have an address? I have been searching for this for weeks. I’d be happy to hold. Hmm!
     
    [Tires Screech]
     
Jarod   Oh, no. No, no. Come on. Come on, come on, come on.
Miss Parker   Jarod Dodson
Reception   Second floor.
Miss Parker   Let’s move.
Jarod   Yes, I have a pen. It’s on the wall outside the Alley Sports Bar. Thank you very much.
Miss Parker   Find him.
     
    [Phone Ringing]
     
Miss Parker   What?
Jarod   You’ve been chasing me for five years. Why don’t you just leave me alone?
Miss Parker   You know that’s not the way it is. My job is to catch and return you to the Centre. You run, I chase, just like always. Besides, I need answers.
Jarod   About?
Miss Parker   About who my real father is. About who I really am.
Jarod   Welcome to the club!
Miss Parker   That photograph that both of us were emailed of our mothers-What does it mean?
Jarod   You work for the Centre. I thought you people know everything.
Miss Parker   I know they still want you back.
Jarod   Why, because I’m a Pretender? Because I can become anyone I want to be? I’m not buying that one anymore. It’s something else.
Miss Parker   Just tell me what you know about that photograph.
Jarod   I’m not sure what it means, but something tells me it holds the key to this whole puzzle. And the first one to find the answers wins. [Hangs Up]
Miss Parker   [Groans]
     
    [Vehicle Horn Honking, Engine Starts]
     
Miss Parker   Jarod.
     
Broots   The museum people say that Dr. Jarod was the funniest archeo-symbologist that ever worked for them.
Miss Parker   Yes, he’s a regular laugh riot. What exactly is an archeo-symbologist?
Broots   You know. It’s the study of the origin of unexplainable symbols passed down through the ages. It’s a quite exciting field.
Miss Parker   I can just imagine the crop circle deciphering parties at your house.
Sydney   Is there any other symbol in particular that intrigued Jarod?
Broots   No. The people at the museum said this was the only thing he looked at. That whole box is full of different photo enhancements of it. It’s creepy too. Eight skulls in a circle, guarding some kind of giant chest in the middle. They said Jarod was obsessed with finding out where it came from.
Sydney   Whatever the symbol means…Jarod’s obsession tells me it’s personal.
Miss Parker   And the first one to the answers wins.
     
Bar Owner   Uh, most people don’t even notice that spooky thing.
Jarod   It’s why I’m here. I’ve been doing some research on symbology which led me to this building.
Bar Owner   Huh. Well, you’re just in time for our going-out-of-businsess sale. [Sighs] I swear this joint’s got a mojo on it.
Jarod   Mojo?
Bar Owner   Yeah, one of those locations where no matter what business you run out of it, the place goes belly up. I mean, this is a sports bar, right? It’s at a college campus, and I can’t give bear away.
Jarod   I’m looking for someone who may have been here years ago, someone who might have been interested in this symbol on the wall.
Bar Owner   Oh, yeah, the Crazy Eights, huh?
Jarod   Crazy Eights?
Bar Owner   Well, that’s what I call it anyway. They got your eight freaky dead guys in a circle there around that other weird thing. Crazy Eights. They say it all started with the, uh, Vespasians.
Jarod   Vespasians?
Bar Owner   A secret society that was founded about a hundred years ago right in this very building
Jarod   Secret society?
Bar Owner   Yeah, you know, like guys that ride around on minibikes with fezzes on? Anyway, rumor has it that some immigrant guy set up shop here and amassed a fortune holding these evil-worship-type meetings down in the basement.
Jarod   It sounds a little far fetched, don’t you think?
Bar Owner   Yeah, that’s what I thought at first too till we started doing renovations in the basement, and we found all this stuff.
    Right back here. We were gonna add a second sewer line down here till the plumber uncovered this. He, uh- He wouldn’t finish the job. I, uh- I can’t say as I blame him.
The hell? Damn it, it’s missing.
Jarod   What’s missing?
Bar Owner   Well, there was a blue box with a heart carved on it. It had a porcelain doll inside it. The lady must have taken it.
Jarod   Lady?
Bar Owner   Yeah, a lady came down here a couple of days ago.
Jarod   Let me guess. She was brunette, tall, great legs.
Bar Owner   No. No such luck. No, an older lady askin’ questions about the symbols and the Vespasians. Well, hold it, That’s- That’s her. You must know her. That’s her in the picture right there.
Jarod   Are you sure?
Bar Owner   Yeah. I mean, she was older, sure. But I’m positive. She was standin’ right where you are, not three days ago. Uh, she mean somethin’ to you?
Jarod   Yes. She’s my mother. Did she say where she was going?
Bar Owner   Yeah. She said she was goin’ back to, uh, where the guy who built this place came from. Right there- an island off Scotland- a place called Carthis…where all this spooky stuff must have come from.
     
    [Door Opens]
     
Broots   What are you doing, Miss Parker?
Miss Parker   Searching for answers. I have to know if Daddy is my real father. Here’s my genetic material. You get a sample of my father’s and run a comparative.
Broots   Your father’s being guarded by those psycho Zulus. I don’t think they’re going to take too kindly to us plunging a needle in your old man’s arm.
Sydney   There’s another way, Broots- the Centre’s bodily fluid storage facility.
Broots   Bodily fluid storage facility? What the hell is that for?
Sydney   Blood storage for anyone important who may need a transfusion.
Broots   Well, they didn’t take mine.
Miss Parker   Get a sample of my father’s.
Sydney   Parker, have you considered the psychological implications?
Miss Parker   Sydney, please, just do it.
     
    [Beeping]
     
Broots   Miss Parker, I don’t know what you’re looking for, but I’d be happy to help you.
Miss Parker   Thank you, Broots. But this is one mystery that I have to solve by myself. [Closes Door]
    And there’s only person qualified to help. [Miss Parker, Voice over] Angelo, I need you to use your gift as an empath and tell me what my mother and Jarod’s mother were doing together.
Angelo   Miss Parker’s mother- sad. Jarod’s mother- frightened.
Miss Parker   What about what’s on the wall in the ivy?
Angelo   Vespasians. Vespasians. Vespasian- Vespasian-Vespasians! Vespasian-
    [Objects Crashing]
Miss Parker   Angelo!
    [Screaming]
Miss Parker   Angelo, please! Calm down. Calm down. It’s okay. Calm. Angelo, I need your help. What are Vespasians?
Angelo   Evil. Evil pe- Evil people! Evil people. Evil people. Evil people! Evil people!
Miss Parker   Where can I find the evil people?
Angelo   Evil people. Place. Evil people, evil place. Evil people, evil place. Evil people, evil place!
Miss Parker   Angelo. Where can I find the evil people?
Angelo   On the island. The Island of the Haunted.
     
Captain   Are you sure want to go there? They say that the souls of the damned walk on that isle.
Jarod   I’ve been searching for years for answers that might be on that island.
Captain   What is it you say you did again?
Jarod   I’m an archaeologist.
Captain   Well, Mr. Archaeologist, if the answers you’re diggin’ for are on that island, you’d be better off not knowin’ them. Something that offended God himself happend on that land. Only evil leaves that place. I ferry people back and forth from it, period. Hell, if I was to capsize right now, even with this great bloody storm comin’, I’d rather take my chances in the sea than set one foot on that land.
     
Resident of Carthis   Please, Brother Rinaldus, we’re scared. They don’t call it the devil’s storm for nothin’. I speak for everybody when I say that we’d all feel safer if we left.
Brother Clote   ‘Tis a huge storm, Brother Rinaldus.
Brother Rinaldus   Agreed. But I strongly believe its course’ll take it 50 Kilometers to the east of us.
Brother Clote   As a matter of precaution, we could arrange for a couple of shallow boats to evacuate come morning, if the storm changes course.
Brother Menenicus   I fear it will change course. It’s time for a cleansin’ storm to come. We bear responsibility for the souls on this isle.
Resident of Carthis   Yes. Please, Brother, please.
Brother Rinaldus   Aye, very well- though I think the two of you are being overly fretful as usual. I’ll arrange to have the shallow boats prepared for dawn.
Resident of Carthis   Thank you, Brother.
Jarod   Excuse me. To whom does one speak about accommodations?
Brother Rinaldus   That would be me. I am Brother Rinaldus. This is Brother Menenicus and Brother Clote. I can’t say as I was informed to expect a stranger.
Jarod   My name is Jarod. I’m looking for refuge. I was told that no traveler seeking sanctuary on these shores would be turned away.
Brother Rinaldus   Of course. Brothers, please.
Jarod   Thank you.
Brother Clote   Watch your step. Much of the monastery’s over 700 years old, all built by the brothers before us- most of whom were better brandy makers than masons.
Jarod   So the rumor that the monastery was built by an offshoot of the Knights Templar is true?
Brother Clote   True or not, questions like that should best be addressed to Brother Rinaldus. Though I doubt anyone can picture me as belonging to some secret society of warrior monks unless, of course, the weapon of choice were skin and bone. By modern standards, the amenities are primitive with no electric, no phones and very little running water.
Jarod   This will be just fine. As a matter of fact, it sort of reminds me of the place I grew up in.
Brother Clote   Think of the ilse as a good place to get away from the modern world.
Jarod   And what about other visitors?
Brother Clote   Visitors?
Jarod   Let’s say someone was looking for me.
Brother Clote   If someone were looking for you, or you were lookin’ from them, you’d be in the wrong place. For centuries the Vespasian Brothers have made this a place of refuge. Privacy of our guests has always been the rule.
Jarod   But, uh- Thank you.
     
    [Thunderclap]
    [Jarod’s mother] Jarod, Jarod. [Continues, Indistinct] Help me! [Echoing, Screaming] [Child] No, Mommy, no!
    [Bell Tolling]
    [Bell Continues]
    [Chattering]
Jarod   What’s going on?
Resident of Carthis   Evacuation!
Brother Clote   The storm changed course in the night and doubled in size.
Brother Menenicus   It’s a devil’s storm, sure enough, the type that comes once a century. And it’s heading right for this isle.
Brother Clote   The bells announce the evacuation. Half the ilse’s already gone.
Jarod   They’re already gone?
Brother Clote   The next set of bells announce the last boat. Be on it.
Jarod   But wait. I- I can’t leave!
Brother Clote   Brother Rinaldus’s orders! Listen for the bells! Save your life!
Jarod   Excuse me. Have you ever seen this woman on the island?
Resident   No, no.
Jarod   Excuse me. Have you ever seen her?
Resident   Mm-mmm.
Jarod   Excuse me, sir.
Resident   No.
Man   I’ll get her. I’ll get her! You hurry up!
     
Jarod   Mom! Mom!
     
    [Helicopter Whirring]
     
Jarod   No, Mom-
     
Miss Parker   Excuse me! Excuse me. Where’s everyone going?
Brother Menenicus   Off the ilse! There’s a bad storm coming! If you’re smart, you’ll leave too!
Miss Parker   Weather updates I don’t need, answers I do. Does this ring a bell?
Brother Menenicus   That’s the archway to the Chapel of Souls. It’s up the path to where it dead-ends.
Miss Parker   How about this man? Have you seen him?
Brother Menenicus   Vespasians speak of no visitors here. God be with you!
     
    [Animal Squeals]
     
    Bodily Fluid Storage
Sublevel 15
     
Broots   Where does Adama get these Triumvirate freaks anyway? They make the Centre sweepers look like anorexic Powerpuff Girls.
Sydney   You’re certain about their shift schedule, Broots?
Broots   According to Miss Parker, they swap out every 6 hours. Speaking of Miss Parker, where has she been all day anyway? She could at least have the decency to risk her butt along with ours. It’s now or never, Syd.
     
    [Rapid Beeping]
     
Broots   Oh, gosh. [Sputters] It’s placenta and cord blood samples from Brigitte and Mr. Parker’s baby boy. Not to sound cynical or anything, but has anybody seen that little kid lately? Oh, geez.
Sydney   What is it?
Broots   I am so underpaid. Miss Parker owes me so big.
Sydney   Is that Mr. Parker’s blood?
Broots   I wish it were Mr. Parker’s blood. The only sample of Mr. Parker’s in here is semen. Let’s get the hell out of here.
     
    Carthis
     
Man   Right over there, ma’am. Over there.
Brother Clote   Can I be of help, stranger?
Miss Parker   I’m just… leaving, like everyone else.
     
    [Horse Whinnies]
     
    Ocee’s Herbal Remedies
     
Ocee   It’s sad to be alone.
Jarod   I’m terribly sorry to intrude.
Ocee   You’re not an intruder. You’re the seeker.
Jarod   Shouldn’t you be preparing to evacuate from the storm? Aren’t you afraid of what’s coming?
Ocee   Ocee’s journey almost done. Yours, just beginning. Yours, full of pain.
Jarod   Pain?
Ocee   You’ve a broken heart. You have not found the loved one you seek- the woman with the scarlet hair.
     
    [Girl Giggles]
Miss Parker   Hello.
Little Girl (Angel)   It’s in the chapel.
Miss Parker   What’s in the chapel? Wait!
     
    Ocee’s Herbal Remedies
     
Jarod   Tell me what you know about the woman with the scarlet hair. I-I saw her earlier, but I lost her.
Ocee   The one you seek… seeks you as well.
Jarod   Ocee, help me. Please. Ocee, what’s the matter?
Ocee   Danger. She’s in danger- now.
Jarod   Where?
    [Cup Shatters]
Ocee   Chapel of Souls!
Jarod   The Chapel of Souls!
     
    The Chapel of Souls
     
    [Woman Screams]
    [Gunshot]
     
Miss Parker   [Gasps]
Jarod’s mother   My God. You look just like her!
Miss Parker   Wait!
     
Miss Parker   Next time you slam me like that, you’d better make it count.
Jarod   Miss Parker.
Miss Parker   Drop the surprised crap, Jarod. “First one to the answers wins.” That is what you said, isn’t it?
Jarod   My mother is on this island. I have reason to believe she’s in danger. Now is not the time to play Centre bounty hunter!
Miss Parker   Then that was your mother.
Jarod   You saw her?
Miss Parker   Yeah, just now. She was…panicked, and her arm was bleeding.
Jarod   She was hurt.
     
    [Bell Tolling]
     
Jarod   Look, that’s the last shuttle boat off this island. Answers we both have been searching for could be leaving right now. Please.
     
Jarod   Wait! Stop the boat! Mom! Mom!
Jarod’s mother   [Coughing]
Jarod   [Groans] No-o-o!
Jarod’s mother   Forgive me, Lord. Forgive me. [Sobbing]
Jarod   [Panting] She was right here. My mother was right here in front of me. Once again, it’s the Centre that stops us from being together.
Miss Parker   Where do you think you’re going?
Jarod   In case you hadn’t noticed, that’s the last boat off the island. We’re alone now, so you can shoot me if you want to. But I’m going to find out what my mother was doing here and why someone tried to kill her to stop her from doing it.
    [Thunderclap]
    [Wind Whistling]
     
    The Centre
     
Raines   Lyle. You took my thumb.
Lyle   You weren’t using it at the time.
Raines   A digit is the least I could give you for the favor I’m about to ask.
     
Sydney   The preliminary results will be in in less than 24 hours. I tried to contact Miss Parker, but-
Broots   I couldn’t find her either. I don’t get it. Her father’s genetic test results are so important to her. Now that they’re in motion, she up and disappears. That’s really weird.
Sydney   Yes, it’s not like her to stay out of contact for so long.
Broots   No, no. Not that. That. Mr. Raines is back. Something really strange is going on around here. Come on.
     
    Isle
    [Thunderclap]
Miss Parker   I found your mother in here after I heard the gunshot. She was by the confessional.
Jarod   It’s my mother’s blood. A muddy boot print with a crack in the heel. It’s must’ve belonged to the man who shot her.
Miss Parker   And knocked me out.
Jarod   It leads this way.
Miss Parker   Jarod, look. Your mother was carrying that.
Jarod   There’s blood on it.
    [Zipper Unzips]
Miss Parker   It’s empty, except for the impression of a small body.
Jarod   My mother found a doll in the building that she and your mother were photographed in front of. This must have been the box it came in.
Miss Parker   “P-47.” What does that mean to you?
Jarod   Nothing- yet.
    [Twig Cracks]
Jarod   So much for being alone on the island. [Grunts] Ocee? Why didn’t you leave with the others?
Ocee   Ocee born here. Ocee dying here. Did she get off the island all right?
Jarod   Did who get off the island?
Ocee   The woman with scarlet hair- your mother, of course.
Jarod   How did you know she was my mother?
Ocee   You’re Jarod aren’t you?
     
    Ocee’s Herbal Remedies
     
Ocee   Your mother came to me for herbs, complaining of headaches. But it was easy, even for a blind woman, to see that it was heart that was aching. And that she feared for her life.
Jarod   Ocee, what was my mother searching for?
Ocee   To find out who you are.
Jarod   What do you mean, who I am?
Ocee   All I know is what she spoke. She and another woman had been trying to discover the truth for a long time.
That must have been your mother.
Miss Parker   You sure you’re blind?
Ocee   Sight may come from one’s eyes but the vision comes from one’s heart.
Miss Parker   Jarod, if your mother was searching for something in the chapel maybe the little girl could tell us what it was.
Jarod   Little girl?
Miss Parker   I was led to the chapel by a little girl with long, light brown hair.
Ocee   Little girl on this island? Are you sure?
Miss Parker   Lady, I’m the one who knows what I saw.
Jarod   Little girl or not- Ocee, tell me: What was my mother searching for?
Ocee   She was searching for the scrolls, of course.
    [Thunder Rumbling]
     
    The Centre
     
Lyle   Any change?
Adama   You have a purpose for being here?
Lyle   Yes. You have a call coming in from Africa. It’s been requested you take it on a secure line. There’s one at the end of the hall.
Put it through. Be just a second.
Raines (To Mr. Parker)   It saddens me to see you this way. I know you’re in great turmoil. That’s why I’m here. I came out of love.
Lyle (To Adama)   I’m sure the call will be coming through any second.
Raines (To Mr. Parker)   You and I have always been closer than anyone here has ever known, ever suspected. I know you could never truly acknowledge our relationship especially to Catherine. But because of our bond, I had to come. Tell me the truth. Are you faking this? Please tell me. I can help. I want to help you. I want to show you something. It’s the truth, isn’t it? Damn it all, tell me the truth! We don’t have much time!
    [Handset Settles In Cradle]
Lyle   What are you doing?
Adama   If it’s urgent, I’m sure they will call back.
Lyle   Adama! Adama, wait! Adama? Adama, wait.
Adama   Don’t leave him alone.
     
    The Isle
     
Miss Parker   What is this place?
Ocee   It’s the crypt room. It was built on the souls of the original monk warriors who brought the scrolls to the island and founded the order- literally on their souls. The legend on Carthis is that when Brother Vespus and his disciples returned from the crusades they brought with them mystic scrolls of biblical proportions.
Miss Parker   You mean, like the Holy Grail or something like that?
Ocee   Something exactly like that. The monks had given their solemn word to Pope Innocent that they would bury the scrolls in the sea. But instead, they brought them here and hid them. Through the centuries, seekers of destiny have come to the isle seeking the scrolls and their mystic power. Many searches have ventured into the woods, never to return at all. It is said that the fate of the one who dares defile the scrolls will be filled with eternal damnation.
Jarod   And yet, my mother was trying to find them.
Ocee   The scrolls and eveything about the man whose footsteps you now both walk in.
Miss Parker   I don’t understand.
Ocee   Many believe that a hundred years ago, the crypt keeper of this facility found the Vespasian scrolls. It is said that he planned to leave Carthis with them and therefore was made to pay a devastating price for this bargain with the devil. That night, by his hand, his entire family burned to death in their cottage.
Miss Parker   My God.
Ocee   He left the isle the next morn.
Jarod   And what about the scrolls?
Ocee   No one knows for sure where they are or for that matter, what. Some say that they are gospels written in the hand of God. Others, scribblings from the paw of Satan. Whatever they are, they contain a power no man should encounter.
Jarod   My mother was also searching for something called P-47.
Ocee   The island is parceled out in numbered plots, all of which are registered at the monastery archives. Come, I’ll show you.
The answers you search for are in that building. Come on.
    [Girl Giggling]
Little Girl (Angel)   It’s in the chapel.
Miss Parker   I’ll meet you inside!
Jarod   The storm is getting worse. Don’t stay out here too long.
     
    The Centre
     
Broots   Miss Parker’s pulled a vanishing act and you’ll never guess who she talked to last. See? Look what he’s drawing, Syd- the same symbol that Jarod was investigating. And those words.
Sydney   “Terribilis est locus iste.”
Broots   That doesn’t sound good. What’s it mean?
Sydney   Terrible things happen here.
Broots   [Whispers] Great.
     
    The Chapel of Souls
     
Miss Parker   Where are you?
Girl Echoing   In the chapel.
Miss Parker   What’s in the chapel? Wait!
[Gasps, Sighs]
Jarod   It’s me.
Miss Parker   Where is she?
Jarod   Ocee’s back at the cottage.
Miss Parker   No, not Ocee. The little girl.
Jarod   Little girl?
Miss Parker   [Whispers] Yeah.
Jarod   There’s nobody here but us.
Miss Parker   She was here, and she led me to that.
Jarod   Must be the doll from the box.
Miss Parker   Maybe your mother dropped it when she was shot.
Jarod   Or she hid it here. She must have been here searching for something- like she was at P-47.
Miss Parker   Did you find out where it is?
Jarod   And what. It’s the cottage where the crypt keeper murdered his family. Let’s get out of here.
Miss Parker   There it is- P-47.
Jarod   Or what’s left of it.
Miss Parker   I’ve never seen it rain and snow at the same time.
Jarod   Well, it is the devil’s storm.
    [Children Screaming]
    [Girl] No! No, Daddy, no!
    [Explosion] [Child Crying]
Miss Parker   How could a man destroy his family just for his pursuit of greed and power?
Jarod   Why don’t you ask your father that?
    [Thunderclap]
Miss Parker   What is it?
Jarod   It’s a muddy boot print, just like we saw in the chapel- and it’s fresh.
Hey!
Little Girl   There’s nothing for you over there. It’s over here. Follow me.
Miss Parker   Wait, wait!
Jarod   [Groans] [Grunts]
Miss Parker   Wait for me!
    [Thunderclap]
Miss Parker   [Gasps]
Jarod   Miss Parker! Are you alright? What’s wrong?
Miss Parker   She led me here so I’d know where I come from!
Jarod   What do you mean?
Miss Parker   The crypt keeper’s family! They’re who I am! [Sobs]
Girl   [No, Daddy, no!] [Crying]
     
    Ocee’s Herbal Remedies
     
Ocee   Brother Menenicus was right. This is the devil’s storm. You were lucky to make it back alive.
Jarod   It’s not just the storm. We’re not alone here.
Ocee   You’re shivering. Give me those wet clothes to dry.
    [Thunderclap]
Ocee   Then my feeling was justified.
Jarod   Feeling?
Ocee   My feeling that the only goodness left on the island is the connection between you and Miss Parker. (Offers him a cup of tea)
Jarod   No, thank you.
Ocee   It’s not for you. Go to her.
     
Jarod   It’s not exactly the monks’ brandy, but Ocee says it’s good for emotional upheaval.
Miss Parker   Can she back a truckload of it up to my house?
Jarod   Let the storm rage outside, Miss Parker…not inside you.
Miss Parker   Easy for you to say, Jarod. A graveyard full of Parker’s burned to death by their father…my great-grandfather the same year that great-grandfather arrived, alone, and founded the Centre. Generation after generation, that evil has been passed down to me.
Jarod   You know who you are.
Miss Parker   I’m a Parker. And with every new relevation in my life, my family portrait becomes a more hideous picture. Do you remember when we were kids that night that I snuck you into my father’s office?
Jarod   You said if I was really a genius, I would be able to figure out where your father hid the present he bought you on his business trip. And later, you found it exactly where I said it woud be.
Miss Parker   Yeah. Only it wasn’t. I just told you that it was because I was so disappointed. My father lied about buying it. The pathetic part is that I’ve been searching for that gift from Daddy ever since.
Jarod   Your father, the Centre- manipulation is what they do. The only present they ever left us with was…emptiness.
Miss Parker   All those Parker graves out there go way beyond empty. Which brings me back to wondering-
Jarod   Who it is you really are?
Miss Parker   I don’t know now if I really ever wanna know.
Jarod   Yes. Yes, you do.
The Centre wants us to believe that finding the truth is a mistake, that looking for answers about who we really are is futile, and finding any kind of …connection outside their control is wrong. I know you don’t want to hear this, but you can feel it. You’ve been a Centre prisoner all these years, just like me. And with every discovery, you find you- you’re every bit the outcast. Just like me.
Miss Parker   Why is it that the one person that I’ve been trained to distrust, to hate, to capture…is always with me during the most difficult moments of my life?
Jarod   Maybe…it’s supposed to be that way.
Ocee   I don’t want to interrupt. Would anyone care for more tea?
Miss Parker   [Clears Throat] Ocee, please let me help you.
Ocee   Thank you.
Miss Parker   It’s her!
Jarod   Who?
Miss Parker   It’s the little girl that led me to the chapel.
Ocee   Cannot be that little girl.
Miss Parker   It is her. And she’s holding the doll.
Ocee   Impossible. This little girl is the crypt keeper’s daughter. She’s been dead a hundred years.
     
    The Centre
     
Broots   Syd, I’m worried about Miss Parker.
Sydney   Me too. I’m afraid there are no answers to her whereabouts here.
Broots   Her house either. I invited myself in through the bathroom window. But get this. I wasn’t the only one who’d broken into her house looking for her. Somebody besides us is damned interested in finding her too. I wonder where she is.
    [Tapping]
Sydney   Angelo.
Angelo   [Mouthing Words]
Broots   What’s he trying to tell us?
Angelo   “Terribilis est locus iste.”
Sydney   Terrible things happen here.
Broots   Terrible things happen where? “19-240-86.” What’s it mean, Angelo?
Angelo   All about the Parkers. Truth about the Parkers. Terrible things.
     
    Ocee’s
     
Ocee   This sketch, the self-portrait of the little Parker girl. She gave it to the priest from the chapel…Father Theo, on the day she died.
Miss Parker   What a tragedy.
Ocee   Oh, yes. Theirs and his.
Jarod   His?
Ocee   The night the crypt keeper’s family burned to death, Father Theo also died. A mysterious accident. He supposedly fell from the chapel balcony. My father was a good friend of Father Theo’s. He got all his personal items including this sketch of Angel which he was clutching in his hands when he died.
Miss Parker   Did you just call her Angel?
Ocee   That’s what her father called her. Does that mean something to you?
Miss Parker   Everything means something.
Jarod   If Father Theo was clutching this when he died, that means something too. We need to find out everything we can about Father Theo.
Ocee   All his belongings are in the archive chamber.
Miss Parker   Evil scrolls, ghosts, a little family arson. All a perfect Parker fit. Call me crazy, but I’m ready to believe in curses.
Jarod   Well, cursed or not, the scrolls have enough so-called value that our mothers are willing to risk their lives to find them. Here’s Father Theo’s chest just where Ocee said it would be.
Meet Father Theo.
Miss Parker   Humble belongings of a humble man. And a dead end.
Jarod   Maybe. And maybe not.
Miss Parker   What?
Jarod   You see how the binding is loose in the photo here? But it’s been re-stitched here.
It’s a letter that Father Theo wrote to his Bishop in Glasgow. And it’s dated the day Father Theo died.
Miss Parker   “Bless me, Your Holiness, for I break the sanctity of the confessional as I commit these words to paper. This eve, the daughter of the local crypt keeper”-
Father Theo Voice Over   Spoke words of such terror that the quill quivers in my hand as I write. Her father, she claims, discovered and stole the long sought-after scrolls of Vespa. The demons have now turned this once loving man into a tormented soul. In trying to save him from eternal damnation she took and re-hid the scrolls, along with three other items- a leather pouch, a porcelain doll and an eerily accurate self-portrait. She said they were to remember her by as if she had realized her time upon this earth was nearing its end. Her words regarding the scrolls terrified me, Your Holiness.
Miss Parker   “While she told me the location of the scrolls, she holds the key to finding them still.” It’s unfinished.
Jarod   He must have been interrupted while he wrote this. And hid it in this Bible so it wouldn’t fall into the wrong hands.
Miss Parker   My great-grandfather must have discovered that his little girl had confessed to Father Theo and killed him trying to find the scrolls. [Sighs] She tried to save her father from his own demons knowing it would cost her her life.
Jarod   Father Theo writes…”She holds the key to finding the scrolls still.”
“She holds the key.”
Not her.
Your great-grandfather must have brought this America and my mother brought it back with her for her search. “She holds the key.”
    [Porcelain Doll Breaks]
Miss Parker   Father Theo hid the scrolls and put the key to finding them inside her doll.
Jarod   And I know what it opens.
     
    The Centre
     
Broots   I figured out what the numbers meant- the ones that Angelo wrote. Nineteen- SL-19. 240- Room 240. Eighty-six- Lock box number 86. So I broke in, and I found this.
Sydney   Medical records.
Broots   And a death certificate and adoption papers and a birth certificate. All issued within three days of each other, all in the Parker family name.
Sydney   It seems Mr. Parker had a brother.
Broots   His name was Abel Parker. Almost died at birth. Then spent three sickly days in an incubator. A rush adoption was arranged, and the baby was sent off. And this- I can’t even believe this. Mr. Parker’s father bought and paid for a bogus death certificate. All in the name of Abel Parker. Like the baby didn’t even exist. Like- like the weak limb of the Parker family tree was just cut off.
Sydney   It’s unbelievable, Broots.
Broots   No, no. You haven’t seen nothin’ yet. Look at the name of the family that adopted the baby.
Sydney   “Raines.”
Broots   Am I crazy or does this mean that Mr. Raines is really-
Sydney   Mr. Parker’s brother.
     
    Isle
    [Wind Gusting]
    [Door Opens]
    [Thunderclap]
     
Miss Parker   So what does the key fit?
Jarod   Under the alter of every Catholic Church there’s a secret chamber that hides the relics of that church’s patron saint.
Here goes nothing.
Miss Parker   Angel’s leather pouch.
Brother Menenicus   I’ll take that.
Jarod   Brother Menenicus.
Brother Menenicus   Give me the pouch.
    [Struggle Ensues, Gunshot]
    [Thunderclap]
    [Clattering]
     
Jarod   Tell me something, Brother. Why didn’t you leave the isle? Too busy tryin’ to kill my mother? Too busy tryin’ to keep us from the truth?
Brother Menenicus   In 700 years there has always been a Vespasian brother on this isle protecting the scrolls. I wasn’t going to be the one to leave them unguarded. As for your mother, I know not of what you speak.
Jarod   Don’t you lie to me!
Brother Menenicus   This isn’t about lies. And since you won’t give me the pouch, you can return to hell with it!
Miss Parker   He’s locked us in, Jarod!
These barrels are gonna blow. There’s no way out.
Jarod   There’s one. Come on.
    [Window Shatters]
    [Explosion]
Jarod   [Grunts] Are you all right?
Miss Parker   I’ve been better.
    [Gunshot]
Miss Parker   Ocee.
Jarod   Come on.
Ocee! Ocee, did Menenicus do this?
Ocee   No. Destiny. Just curse of scrolls.
     
    Ocee’s Herbal Remedies
     
    [Thunderclap]
Jarod   Are you all right?
Miss Parker   Confused. Do you believe what Ocee said about the scrolls being cursed?
Jarod   It doesn’t matter what I believe. Too many people are dying trying to find them.
A demon, a serpent and a cherub. And they’re all looking at something.
Miss Parker   And it’s in Angel’s hand. It’s her sketch.
Jarod   No, it’s not just a sketch. It’s a map. Directions left by the crypt keeper’s daughter to tell us where she re-hid the scrolls.
Miss Parker   But what is she telling us?
Jarod   That they know where it is. That they can see it.
Miss Parker   But where are they?
Jarod   I know where one of them is.

Meet the demon Asmodaeus.

Miss Parker   Ugly son of a bitch. Reminds me of Raines.
All he’s staring at is a blank wall.
Jarod   Perhaps.
Miss Parker   “I tego.” What’s it mean?
Jarod   By itself, probably nothing. But my guess is that the cherub and the serpent are both looking at words- clues that might lead us to the scrolls.
Miss Parker   Jarod.
Brother Menenicus.
Jarod   Something tells me he’s not the one who killed Ocee.
Miss Parker   Someone doesn’t want us to find the scrolls. You take the serpent. I’ll take the cherub. And watch your back. We’re definitely not alone.
     
    [Girl Giggles]
Miss Parker   Hello.
Little Girl (Angel)   I carved it myself.
Miss Parker   It’s beautiful.
Little Girl   I hope you find what you’re looking for.
Miss Parker   Thank you, Angel.
Little Girl   [Crying] Papa’s the only one who calls me Angel. My friends call me Miss Parker.
     
Jarod   [Gasps]
Miss Parker   I found what the Angel was looking at. The word “arcana.”
Jarod   The serpent is looking at “Dei.” “I tego arcana Dei.”
Miss Parker   But there’s no box that the figures are looking at with those words on it.
Jarod   Yes. There’s one.
     
    The Centre
     
Broots   I got a bad feeling about this.
Sydney   About what?
Broots   I was passing by the infirmary. That’s when I saw it.
Sydney   You saw what?
Broots   Nothing. No one. Nada!
Sydney   Broots, what are you talking about?
Broots   Look around. Adama, the Triumvirate muscle, Mr. Lyle, Mr. Parker- they’re all gone. They vanished just like Miss Parker.
Sydney   Call her cell phone every five minutes if you have to. I don’t know what any of this means but we’ve gotta find her.
    [Cell Phone Beeping]
     
    Isle
     
Miss Parker   “I tego arcana Dei.” What’s it mean?
Jarod   Begone, for I conceal the secrets of God.
Miss Parker   Let’s see what secrets God has for us.
That must be Brother Vespus.
Jarod   And these… must be the scrolls.
Brother Rinaldus   Aye. Our scrolls. We knew you could find what we never able to.
Miss Parker   You must be the one that killed Ocee and Brother Menenicus.
Jarod   And you’re the one who tried to kill my mother.
Brother Rinaldus   Acts that are done for God’s good works shall always remain acts of piety. And now, give me those scrolls.
    [Gunshot]
Brother Rinaldus   [Groans]
Miss Parker   Daddy?
Mr. Parker   Sure as hell not Santa Claus. Brother Rinaldus has been my faithful servant for years. But God does not fogive acts of agrresion against one’s mother. Neither do I, right, Angel?
Raines   Now I can radio Adama we have the scrolls…and Jarod.
Mr. Parker   Long live the Centre.
     
    The Centre
     
Sydney   I’ve seen some bizarre things in my time, but nothing to compare with this.
Broots   What is it, Syd?
Sydney   Mr. Parker’s genetic test results.
Broots   So is Mr. Parker really her father?
Oh, my God. Syd, I don’t believe this.
     
    Glasgow Int’l Airport
Glasgow, Scotland
     
Adama   Finally.
Mr. Parker   Adama, you know a Parker never breaks his promise, especially when it concerns the scrolls.
Adama   I look forward to communicating my pleasure to my superiors in Africa, once in flight.
     
     
Jarod   I can’t help but to imagine our mothers holding that box instead of them. And I can’t but to imagine a different ending to all of this.
Miss Parker   What am I supposed to do, Jarod?
Jarod   Only you can answer that. I’d just hate to see anyone miss a turning point when one is staring them right in the face.
Miss Parker   And I suppose you’re gonna open my eyes?
Jarod   No, you don’t need me to do that. Only you can decide for yourself whether or not to take a hard look at your life…the way your mother once did.
Miss Parker   Leave my mother out of this, okay? I am not her.
Jarod   Then who are you?
Your father? Is the Parker legacy what you want to pass on to your children? Look, we’ve been through a lot together, you and me. From when we were kids at the Centre… to the last couple of days. I know that rarely our allegiances are the same but I’ve always felt- I’ve always known…that there was something more to our lives than I run and you chase.
Miss Parker   Maybe we do what we have to just to get by in this life, Jarod.
Jarod   Maybe we both deserve something more.
Miss Parker   Just- Just forget what happened on that island. Forget that moment of weakness. Turning points only come when you’ve got something to turn to.
I’m sorry… this isn’t the different ending you were looking for. But it’s just the way the damn story goes, Jarod.
Jarod   That’s the wonderful thing about life, Miss Parker. If you change the story, the ending is up to you.
Miss Parker   Let’s go, Daddy.
Mr. Parker   Hold it.
You’re not going on this flight.
Miss Parker   What?
Mr. Parker   Now don’t get all bent out of shape. I’ll explain everything to you back in Blue Cove.
Miss Parker   But, Daddy, the last time that I saw you, you were in a catatonic stupor. And-
Mr. Parker   That was just something I cooked up with Raines and Lyle to keep the Africans sniffing up the wrong flagpole while you and Jarod found the prize.
Miss Parker   Daddy, is it true? The Parker that found the scrolls- is that my great-grandfather? And what about the scrolls? Is it true that they hold some kind of power?
Mr. Parker   Now now. We’ll sort everything out back at the Centre. That’s final. Just take a couple of days at the London house. It’ll do you good.
    [Cell Phone Ringing]
Miss Parker   Hello.
Sydney   Parker, thank God.
Broots   It’s us, Miss Parker. We’ve been so worried about- Did you just say hello?
Miss Parker   What, Broots?
Broots   We’ve been tryin’ to get in touch with you for days. Where have you been?
Miss Parker   Somewhere between hell and a turning point.
Broots   No, this is hell, trust me. And it’s getting hotter by the second.
Miss Parker   Did you find my father’s blood sample?
Broots   Blood? No. The only sample we got was semen. [Clears Throat]
Miss Parker   And is my father my father?
Sydney   The genetic lab did detect pattern similarity, so technically you and your father could be a match.
Miss Parker   “Technically” was hardly the rousing endorsement I was hoping for.
Broots   Well, see, the- the thing is, is that, uh- your father’s…soda…seems to be flat.
Miss Parker   Sydney, what is he talking about?
Sydney   The sample of Mr. Parker’s sperm count was so low, he’s virtually sterile. So the probability of him siring an offspring- That probability is small.
Miss Parker   How small?
Sydney   The odds against his ability to ever be a father were put at, uh, one in 10.
Miss Parker   Well, how could he be a genetic match and not be my father?
Broots   Well, uh, the- the only biological explanation is- is that your father could actually, uh, be your uncle.
Miss Parker   I don’t have an uncle.
Sydney   Parker, there were further revelations.
Broots   We found records, uh, things that tell us that your father actually, uh did have a brother who was given up for adoption three days after he was born.
Sydney   And the adopting family was named Raines.
Miss Parker   Are you telling me that Mr. Raines could actually be my father?
Oh, I think I’m gonna vomit.
     
    Jet Cargo Hold
     
Mr. Parker   Adama has authenticated the scrolls with the Triumvirate. He’s the happiest Zulu this side of Rompala. No surprise there.
Miss Parker   Yeah. I’ve had my fill of surprises too. Like the one I just got about who my real father is.
I’m still waiting for my answer.
Mr. Parker   Not now, Angel.
Miss Parker   Don’t “Angel” me. I wanna know which one of you two is my real father. Now!
Lyle   Wait, now. I don’t know what this paternity suit-thing is about but I do know that this is not time or the place for it. Now, when we get back to Blue Cove- if we get back- we can talk about family matters then.
Miss Parker   What do you mean, “if”?
Mr. Parker   Adama thinks you’re bad luck. And we certainly don’t want him to be suspicious.
Miss Parker   Suspicious of what?
Jarod   You, Miss Parker. Your being on board fouls up their plans to double-cross Adama and the Triumvirate. You see, now that the scrolls have been authenticated, Mr. Lyle and your father- or, uh, should I say “fathers”- are going to parachute out of here with their prized possessions- the scrolls…and me. Unfortunately, I only see four parachutes. And you, Miss Parker, make…five.
Miss Parker   What’s the advantage of betraying the Triumvirate?
Jarod   The supposed power of the so-called prophecies have been leverage the Centre’s been using for years to keep the Triumvirate at bay. You people don’t really believe those things are real, now do you?
Mr. Parker   The only thing that really matters is that the Zulus believe.
Jarod   So if the scrolls become in the possession of the Triumvirate in Africa, the Centre’s power base is history. And I’m guessing your mother discovered this years ago.
Miss Parker   And if she found the scrolls, then-
Jarod   She would have had all the leverage of the Centre.
Miss Parker   Or the leverage to end it.
Are we getting warm?
Adama   Parker! Why is she on board?
Mr. Parker   Uh, she just wanted to surprise her father, that’s all.
Adama   Take these three forward.
Lock up the scrolls.
     
Jarod (To Mr. Parker)   Let me ask you a question. Did you ever love her?
Because what little affection you’ve given her over the years, she craves.
Mr. Parker   I love my daughter more than anything on this planet.
Jarod   More than those scrolls? I find it pretty pathetic that you fashioned your entire life around them, and you’ve never even seen them.
Mr. Parker   I learned their secrets from my grandfather. There was nothing pathetic about his legacy, young man.
Jarod   Oh, yes. Burning his family to death. That’s a hell of a legacy to pass on to your, uh- Oh, what should we call her now? Uh, daughter? Come on. Hundreds of people over thousands of years have sacrificed their lives to get a glimpse of those scrolls. And now you hold them in your hands. Aren’t you a little curious? All that…power?
     
Adama   Make sure they’re clean.
Miss Parker   Not today, cowboy.
Lyle   Mind if I get a blanket? They keep these damn jets cold as morgues.
One of Adama’s men   Get your damn blanket and sit down.
    [Gunshots]
Miss Parker   So Jarod was right.
Raines   Tell Mr. Parker we’re on and to get ready.
Miss Parker   Ready for what?
Lyle   Just do it.
Raines (To Pilot)   Adjust airspeed to 200 knots then descend to 13,000.
Lyle   And put it on autopilot. Now!
     
    Cargo Hold
     
Jarod   Going someplace?
Mr. Parker   Just taking a journey someone should have taken a long time ago. Alone.
Miss Parker   What the hell are you doing?
Mr. Parker   I’ve read the scrolls, Angel and I’m returning ’em to the sea. It’s the only way to stop the Parker madness- the madness that started the Centre.
Miss Parker   What?
Mr. Parker   The scrolls are real and so is the pain they inflicted, especially on your mother. I know that now. I know that. It’s time to fulfill her wish and send this evil back where it belongs. It’s controlled our family for too long. Hang on to something, Angel. You can’t come with me this time.
     
    Cockpit
Pilot   We are at 14,000 feet and descending. Autopilot has been set to the coordinates you requested.
Raines   Then your services will no longer be needed.
    [Gunshots]
     
    Cargo Hold
Miss Parker   Daddy, are you just gonna leave me here to die?
Mr. Parker   No, no, you’ll be all right. That’s not how they say it ends.
Miss Parker   Wait! Daddy, I have to know. Are you my real father?
Mr. Parker   I love you as my daughter. That’s all that counts.
Don’t be sad. The new Parker legacy begins with you. God be with you, Angel.
Miss Parker   Wait!
     
    Cockpit
     
Lyle   What the hell’s goin’ on?
    [Alarms Wailing]
Raines   We’ve lost electronics. The glide path will disintegrate. Get to the cargo hold.
     
    Cargo Hold
     
Raines   What happened?
Miss Parker   Daddy jumped with the scrolls, and there’s no parachutes!
Raines   Flight crew’s dead, and the controls are damaged! What the hell do we do now?
Jarod   Well, I would suggest that you un-cuff the one person who can fly this thing and save your life!
Miss Parker   Do it!
Jarod   I have to get to the cockpit! Miss Parker, come with me!
     
    [Alarm Continues]
Jarod   Auto-control is down. We’re gonna have to fly the rest of way manually. Electronics are gone, which means no gauges and no landing gear. These are the latest coordinates the flight computer printed out. Use those numbers to find a matching landing area.
Miss Parker   Got one. Magua Airport, Morocco. Can you make that?
Jarod   I better. Here’s the tool kit. Get to the rear of the plane. I’m gonna shout out instructions. Unless we fix these blown-out electronics, we’re going down.
Lyle, of the three panels, the middle one is burned out. We need to circumvent it and reestablish the circuit by connecting the wiring of the other two.
Miss Parker   Yellow to yellow, green to green, blue to blue!
Raines   You’ll blow up the whole system if even one wire is crossed!
Jarod   We’re going down fast!
Raines   Come on! Come on!
Lyle   Okay! Okay! Just one connection to go!
Damn!
Raines   What?
Jarod   We’ve got about 30 seconds before it’s too late!
Miss Parker   Jarod, he’s got three wires left! Only one of them is blue! What should he do?
Jarod   Lyle, you have to choose carefully!
Miss Parker   In other words, guess!
Jarod   And pray that he’s right.
Raines   Lyle, pick one, damn it! Pick one!
    [Consoles Beeping]
Miss Parker   Yes!
Jarod   Not so fast.
    [Beeping]
Miss Parker   What?
Jarod   The good news is we’re going to be landing in about 10 seconds. The bad news is the landing gear is not deploying properly. So hold on! We’re going to crash!
    [Beeping]
Raines   Jarod!
Damn it!
Lyle   Come on! This thing’s gonna blow!
    [Explosion]
     
     
    The Centre
     
Sydney   This must have been an emotionally trying time for you.
Broots   Are you all right, Miss Parker?
Miss Parker   I don’t know, Broots. But thanks.
I just want everything to get- You know, I almost said I want everything to get back to normal.
Broots   [Chuckles]
Miss Parker   No such thing around here.
Broots   Well, no. Particularly now that Raines is in charge.
Miss Parker   Raines?
Broots   What, hadn’t you heard?
Raines   You look surprised to see me.
Miss Parker   Well, after the way the Africans were behaving on the tarmac in Morocco, I figured a beheading was in order.
Raines   After they understood that Jarod broke free on the jet and, sadly, killed Adama and his guards, then parachuted away with the scrolls, they were forgiving, and especially proud of the way Mr. Parker gave his life trying to save what was theirs.
Miss Parker   Quite a bedtime story.
Lyle   It kept us alive.
All of us.
Raines   They need me, now more than ever. As well as my children. Jarod has to be returned.
Miss Parker   So, it is back to normal.
Raines   With a twist. Whichever of you two brings Jarod back will also have a long-term future here and a future in the Parker legacy.
Miss Parker   And whoever fails?
Raines   Be careful when you joke about beheadings. Your brother has shown me a sign of loyalty. I’ll be awaiting a sign from you.
Miss Parker   I’ll have to get back to you on that.
    [Door Closes]
     
     
    [Phone Rings]
     
Miss Parker   What?
Jarod   So what do you think they said?
Miss Parker   The scrolls?
Jarod   I was hoping you had some answers. Insights into the so-called prophecies.
Miss Parker   Those answers are somewhere in the ocean along with my f-
Do you think that…there’s any chance that he bailed for the right reasons, Jarod? Or- Or was his Geronimo just another one of his lies?
Jarod   I don’t know. Maybe it’s time you gave yourself that gift he never gave you- the truth.
Miss Parker   I hope you find your mother.
Jarod   And what about… us?
Miss Parker   You run. I chase. That choice was made for us a long time ago.
Jarod   Maybe that is the Parker curse.
Miss Parker   Yeah. Hell of a life we have here, Jarod.
Jarod   Only this time, the first one to find the answers…lives.
Miss Parker   Jarod, the prophecies, if they were real, maybe…we could have found out what our future would hold.
Jarod   If they’re real.
    [Phone Beeps]
     
     
Mr. Parker’s Voice   The Centre shall rise. The Chosen will be found, a boy named… Jarod.

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