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.

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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.

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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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