Mash/Pretender Chronicles crossover


ESTABLISHING SHOT: MASH 4077th campsite. Another angle: Helicopters
are coming in. From the ground, we see medical vehicles arriving with
the wounded.


CUT TO:


We see one tent up close in particular...


INT - OPERATING ROOM - DAY


Hawkeye, Bj, Frank and Hotlips are operating on patients along
with a few assistants helping them..


Hawkeye: Dammit, looks like we're going to
need a pint or two to compenstate. Clamp.


Assistant: Clamp.


Assistant hands over a clamp. Hawkeye has a moment of delay.


Assistant: Yes, Doctor?


Hawkeye: Yes? To what? My after hours proposition
Or am I just that obviously tired?


Frank: oh, Would you just wake up Pierce!


Hotlips laughs, much to Franks surprise.


Hotlips: Good one Frank.


Frank: Why thanks lovey dove.


bj: look out hawk..youve got competition.


hotlips: Finally, some REAL humor around here for a change.


Bj: (to hawkeye) I don't think she meant yours.


Hawkeye: Insult gladly accepted Margaret. The day something
finally happens here with Frank will be the day we can
all finally get some sleep.


BJ: I know I'll be laughing in mine...


Frank: Ha, Ha.


BJ: ..Or crying.


Another assistant walks in.


Hawkeye: Nurse, give me two pints AB negative.


Frank: AB negative?!


Hawkeye: Don't wake me Frank!


Frank: You know that's in short supply.


Hawkeye: And so are the people waiting in line to use it. Stat!


Assistant: Yes, doctor.


Frank: You know, if we're going to use supply like this we are going to have
to start making sacrifices.


BJ: As if we haven't already?


Hotlips (to Frank): What did you have in mind?


Frank: I don't know. Maybe donating more blood?


BJ: Sheer genious Frank.


Hawkeye: Great. We'll start with our turnip rations. All in favor?


A few raise their hands and quickly put them back down to Margarets and Franks look.


Frank: This is not a laughing matter!


Hawkeye: It might not be Frank. But you on the other hand are very laughable.


Frank: I am?


Hotlips: That wasn't a compliment.


Frank looks dumbfounded.


Frank: Oh.


Hotlips: Enough. We'll look into finding some volunteers later. Ok? Frank?


Frank: Yes. That's right. We'll look into it later.


BJ: Anybody we know?


Hawkeye: Frank?


Frank: What?


They all look at him.


Hawkeye: I know your AB negative. But I haven't been seeing you stand in line
lately.


Frank: Well, Uhm. I've been busy.


Hawkeye: Yea?


Frank: ...I'm a senior officer. I'm needed..


Hawkeye: (To BJ) Yes, I agree, its good to be needed. (to BJ) Dont you think?


Bj: Oh yes. It's very good to be needed.


Frank: I've got to stay up long hours..


Hawkeyes: long hours, yes...


Bj: I know long hours.


Frank: And to oversee everything.


Hawkeye: Everything.


Frank: And the stress.


Hawkeye: We know about the stress. By the way, do we know about stress?


BJ: Im afraid we do.


Hotlips: All right stop it you two. (to Frank) Don't reply Frank. They are just egging you on.


Hawkeye: I think he's egging himself just fine. (to BJ) Dont you?


BJ: lots of egg, yes.


CUT TO:


INT - INFIRMARY - DAY


We see some Nurses tending to patients. Colonel potter enters, looking at his clipboard.
A couple of medics enter carrying a wounded soldier on a stretcher.


Potter: You can set him down over there boys.


Radar enters.


Potter: What is it Radar?


Radar: Sir, it looks like there is going to be more arriving...sir.


Potter: Am I hearing you right? We are already running out of room for the ones coming in now!


Radar: Yes sir...your hearing me right.


Potter: Over the wire?


Radar: No, sir.


Potter: In that case I can only hope that you're hearing things, son.


Bullhorn: Incoming wounded! Repeat! Incoming wounded!


CUT TO:


Choppers, along with medic vehicles are arriving in the distance.


BACK TO SHOT:


A medic who had helped bring in the wounded soldier approaches Colonel Potter.


He salutes Mr. Potter.


Potter: At ease, Son.


Demarco: Colonel, considering the circumstances I'd be willing to stay
and help out.


Potter: Why, all help is most certainly appreciated Son.


Demarco: Demarco, sir. Fred Demarco.


They shake hands.


Potter: What are your qualifications?


Demarco: Two years in the field as a medic, sir.


Potter: Fine. Radar, get this man settled in.


Radar: Yes sir.


Radar and Demarco exit.


CUT TO:


INT - OPERATING ROOM - DAY


Hawkeye, Bj, Frank and Hotlips are operating on patients along
with a few assistants. Frank is starting to look pale.
Margaret notices and wipes his forehead with a small towel.


Hotlips: Frank is everything alright?


Frank nods.


Hotlips: You're looking a little pale.


Frank: I am?


Frank looses his balance.


Hawkeye: Would somebody hold onto him before be falls over on
his patient!


Frank: Oh, I'll be fine.


A couple of assistants grab him as he faints. They then drag him off.


Hawkeye: Great! Thats all we need around here is another patient.
Meanwhile who is going to cover for him?


BJ: I believe in this case we have too many Indians and not enough Chiefs.


Hotlips: I'll be the one to worry about that!


Hawkeye: Fine Margaret. You be the department worrier. Meanwhile we're left
with assistants helping assistants. And assistants helping to assist others
assistants assistants!


BJ: Could it get any more helpful?


Hotlips: (to Assistant 2) Cover me.


Assistant 2: Yes, doctor.


Margaret moves over to Franks patient and begins working.


Radar and Demarco walk in suited up.


Hawkeye: (to Radar) You're here to tell us this nightmare will finally have an
ending, right?


Radar: No, sir. But I've got somebody here that can help.


Hawkeye: Fine. At this point we'll take anybody who's willing.


Hotlips: Pierce!


Hawkeye: (to Demarco) Can you stand the site of blood or should I say can you stand period?


Demarco: Yes sir. 2 years as as a medic so far.


Hawkeye: So far? Optimism, I like that.


Hotlips: What are your specific qualifications?


Hawkeye: Oh, come on Margaret!


Hotlips: I believe this is my decision to make!


Hawkeye: (to Margaret) Let's cut to the chase. (to Demarco) You haven't been decorated
by the north yet for your efforts by any chance?


Hotlips: Pierce!


Hawkeye: Sorry. Just checking.


Demarco: No. Not yet sir. Though I have been known to assist in OR with your typical battlefield wounds.


Hotlips: Such as?


Demarco: Gun shot wounds.


Hotlips: Good enough. Take over this patient.


Demarco goes to the patient and begins.


Hotlips: (cont) the first one lodged near the lungs was removed. There's one more still deeply lodged
in the abdomen though. Can you handle it?


Demarco: Most certainly, Major.


Hawkeye: A round of applause.


Everybody claps


Hawkeye: (cont, to Demarco) Congratulations. You've gotten farther with the Major in here than the rest
of us have gotten with her on the outside.


Hotlips: Pierce!....Speak for yourself.


Hawkeye: Touche.


BJ: Looks like the competitions back on Hawk! Look out.


Hotlips winks then smiles.


FADE OUT


END OF TEASER

HOGANS HEROES - 'The Young Komendant' - A tP/Centre chronicle FF prequel story

TV script format by SimTec



Synopsis



Hogan and his men are caught trying to slip information to the allies.

Gestapo comes to Stalag 13 to investigate.



Expanded synopsis



A young prisoner named 'Sydney' is forced to work for Gestapo to help code break for

the Nazis. When Hogan and his men are caught trying to slip information to the allies,

they bring in Gestapo and this young 'Sydney' to investigate.



Hogans Heroes – The Young Komendant.’



FADE IN:



Stalag 13 prison camp - day



It is a quiet and sunny day. The men all hang around outside of their barracks. Hogan stands near

one of the fences looking up into the sky. The others start taking notice. A few of them approach him.



Newkirk: what’s the matter colonel?



Hogan: It should have been here by now.



Lebeau: What should have been?



Schultz approaches.



Hogan: A plane.



On seeing Schultz, the others try to laugh it off.



Newkirk: An allied warplane making it this far in...here? At this camp? Impossible!



The other men laugh. So does Schultz.



Schultz: Impossible! My word for it e-x-a-c-t-l-y!



Schultz suddenly looses confidence.



Schultz (To Hogan): It is impossible, isn't it Colonel?



Hogan nods. The audience laughs.



Schultz: Good, cause if it was then I would want to know nothing. n-o-t-h-i-n-g!



Audience laughs.



Colonel Klink calls out to Schultz from his office window..



Klink: Schultz!





Schultz: Coming Colonel!



Schultz goes off screen.



Newkirk: Colonel, so what's really going on?



Hogan: Sorry I couldn't tell you guys about this before hand. We've been having trouble

lately with the reliability in deciphering messages coming in from our allies.



Kinchloe: He's right. It's possible our messages are being intercepted and purposely

altered to throw us off.



Lebeau: What does this mean Colonel? Have we been found out?



Hogan: I'm not sure, but in the mean time we've been laying low and staying out of radio

contact just to play it safe for now.



Meanwhile in Klink's office building....



Schultz hurriedly walks up the hallway to Klink’s office. He gets to the door and attempts

to enter, but the door is stuck.



Klink (V.O.): Schultz!



From inside Klink’s office...



Schultz (V.O.): I'm coming Colonel!



Klink smirks. The audience laughs.



Schultz can't open the door, it's stuck shut. Klink gets up and goes to the door.



From the other side, Schultz gets ready to plow the door. Just as he does, Klink opens it.



Schultz winds up lying on top of Klink on the receptionists desk. Another officer then enters seeing

them on top of one another..



The audience laughs. The officer quickly leaves a letter on a table at the door and then exits quickly while

looking back at them.



Audience laughs.



Klink: Would you get off me Schultz! what are you waiting for!!?



Schultz get up quickly.



Schultz: Yes, Colonel. Uh, sorry Colonel!!



Klink: I thought I told you to get someone to fix that already!?



Schultz: You did.



Klink: So what is taking so long?



Schultz: The prisoner I assigned it to is not available at this time, herr komendant.





Klink: Not available? Need I remind you Schultz...this is a prison camp!

They are to do what they are told, no questions asked or else!



Schultz: Sorry Colonel.



Audience laughs.



Klink goes to get the letter the officer brought in.



Klink: So why wasn't he available?



Schultz: He said it would have to wait until after his vacation Colonel.



Audience laughs.



Klink opens the letter.



Klink: Vacation? Where?



Schultz: Paris. But don't worry sir, Hogan assures me he will be back in time

for roll call.



Audience laughs.



Klink: Good. As long as I keep my perfect record for no escapes.



Audience laughs.



Klink becomes concerned.



Schultz: What is it Colonel?



Klink: We are being paid a visit by General Burkhalter from Berlin.



Schultz smiles and get excited.



Schultz: General Burkhalter! Der Furor's right hand man herr komendant?



Klink looks at him worried. Schultz sudenly looses his enthuisiasm.



Schultz: Oh no!



Audience laughs.



Klink: According to this he will be here for inspection. Apparently some of the prisoners are suspected

Of slipping coded messages to the enemy!



Schultz: Oh No herr komendant!!



Klink crushes the letter in his hand.



Klink: Darn you, Hogan!!



The camera CLOSES in on the concerned look on his face.



The audience laughs.



END OF TEASER



HOGANS HEROES.



ACT 1



EXT - ROAD - DAY


A car makes its way up a road. Inside we see General Burkhalter with a young Sydney...



Burkhalter: If you don't mind my asking young man, what are you reading?



Sydney shows him the front cover..



Sydney: Advanced Cryptanalysis for decoding enemy code herr General.



Burkhalter: Very good choice...



We see a comic page wedged in between the book just before Sydney closes it.



Audience laughs.



Burkhalter grabs a book and hands it to Sydney.



Burkhalter: Here, read this one and get to know it by heart my boy.



Sydney: What's this one about?



Burkhalter: This one's about being strong..a leader..courageous!



Suddenly the car backfires. Burkhalter ducks. The car pulls over. Burkhalter, looks up at Sydney from a bent over position...



Sydney: The coast is clear herr General! The radiator hose went out.



Burkhalter sits back up.



Burkhalter: Oh...



Audience laughs.



Sydney hands Burkhalter his hat. Audience laughs.



Burkhalter takes the hat and smacks the driver on the shoulder with it..



Burkhalter (To Driver): What are you trying to do give me a heart attack!



Driver: Sorry herr General! It was unforceeable! I will fix it emmediately!



Burkhalter: If it isn't I FORCEE 'the front' in your future!



The driver quickly gets out of the car. He opens the hood. Steam comes pouring out.

Burkhalter looks around from inside the car with his head low.



Sydney: Herr General, I will take a look and see if I can help?



Burkhalter: Good man. I will lay low here incase we are attacked.



Burkhalter flashes his gun. Sydney nods and exits car.



The driver looks at the engine in confusion. Sydney comes over and looks under the hood.



Driver: I don't know what's wrong. Herr General will have me shot for this!



Sydney points to something in the engine...



Sydney: You see..there? It caused the hose to blow out. You must have a faulty temperature control thermostat.



Driver: How am I going to fix it?



Sydney: You can't. At least not the thermostat. Remove it and then plug the tear in the hose.
hopefully, if we haven't lost too much coolant we should at least be able to make it to the camp.



Driver: Ok..what about herr general?



Sydney: Don't worry I will explain. You've got time.



Driver: Thank you, young man.



Sydney walks to the back of the car...



Burkhalter: Well?



Sydney: He's working on it now. It shouldn't be more than five minutes.



Burkhalter nods.



Sydney: Herr General..can I..



Sydney points to the woods.



Sydney:..you know.



Burkhalter: Ok, but be quick. And don't wander off too far!



Sydney nods. He heads off into a wooded area walking along a trail. He looks around and takes in the sights,
humming to a song in his head.



Suddenly he hears some leaves shuffle. He goes behind a tree. A man comes out onto the trail and starts running
up it in Sydney's direction...as the man gets closer we see that it's Carter.



They make eye contact with each other..Carter stops. The boy has a red band on his coat. Carter gets on his knee's
and puts his hands behind his neck.



Audience laughs.



Sydney: If you want to escape..



Sydney points back in the direction Carter came from.



Sydney: ..You'll have to go back the opposite way. You are heading toward the camp.



Carter: Stalag 13?



Sydney nods.



Carter: Good. sometimes I'm never sure with this dang thing.



Carter shows him a compass. Audience laughs.



Sydney: If they catch you, you'll be shot.



Carter: Not if I get there before roll call.



Audience laughs.



Sydney: You've done this before?



Carter nods, smiling.



Carter: Oh, yes. Many times.



Carter looks at his watch.



Carter: If you don't mind..



Sydney: Sydney.



Carter: Sydney. I'm Carter, pleased to meet you. I'm running on a tight schedule and I don't want to be the
first to ruin the Komendant's perfect record for no escapes.



Sydney nods. Audience laughs.



Carter: Thanks!



Carter runs off screen. Sydney smiles. Audience laughs again.



EXT - STALAG 13 - DAY


A guard in the watch tower sees an approaching vehicle through his binoculars. He calls it in.

Klink comes out of his office and attempts to blow on his whistle. It fizzles. He looks over at Schultz.

Schultz fires a couple of shots. The prisoners quickly assemble at attention, along with the guards.

A bird suddenly falls to the ground in front of them. The prisoners laugh along with the audience.


Klink: Good shot...


Schultz nods.


Klink: ..it could only happen to you..Schultz.


Schultz attempt a response but comes up dry after that remark.


The prisoner and audience laughs.


Klink: Attention all prisoners! It appears we are getting a surprise visit from Gestapo. So lets all be on our
best behavior for herr General Burkhalter. If all goes well we will extend your pool hall hours for the next
week...

The prisoners cheer.

Klink: ..along with extra servings of hash at supper time..

The prisoners cheer. Hogan looks at Lebeau.

Lebeau: (To Hogan) Well, I'm not going to peel 'em!

Hogan looks at Carter.

Carter: Don't look at me! I'm already cooking up something more explosive of my own!

Audience laughs. Lebeau smack Carter on the arm..

Carter: Hey!

Lebeau: Explosive!? My cooking? Watch what you are talking about!


The car makes its way through the gates. As it comes to a stop, it suddenly backfires.
Everybody drops to the ground except Hogan and his men.



AUDIENCE LAUGHS.



Klink: INCOMING! Hogan! Take cover!


Hogan signals his men. They lay on the ground, hesitantly.


AUDIENCE LAUGHS.


The car BACKFIRES again before finally shutting off.


Klink: Oh. False alarm. As you were gentlemen!


Everybody gets back up except Hogan and his men.


Klink: Hogan!


Hogan: Is the coast clear Colonel?


Klink: Yes, Hogan...the coast is clear.


AUDIENCE LAUGHS.


A pair of boots appear beside Hogan.


Burkhalter: As usual Klink, I commend you on maintaining your strict authoritarian discipline on the enemy.


Klink: Why, thank you herr General. I always pride myself on..


Burkhalter interrupts him.


Burkhalter: ..don't push it Klink, pride always go before the fall.


AUDIENCE LAUGHS.


Klink: Uh, yes herr General.


Burkhalter: (To Hogan) So, what do you think Colonel?


Hogan looks at his boots.


Hogan: Could use a little more detail work, sir.


AUDIENCE LAUGHS.


Burkhalter nods.


Hogan snaps his fingers. His men get up. Kinch quickly comes over with a shoe shine box and begins to
work on one of Burkhalters boots.


Burkhalter waves his hand. One of the guards opens the back door of the car.


Burkhalter: Klink, as per the message we sent earlier about the reason for my visit..


Klink: The message? Oh, about that I regret to inform you, herr General, that the courier never made the trip.


Burkhalter: Oh?


Hogan and his men take a keen interest in what is being discussed.


Klink: He was shot and killed, herr General.


Hogans men react positively on hearing that. Burkhalter looks at them. Hogans men suddenly become sympathetic.


AUDIENCE LAUGHS.


Burkhalter looks at Klink questionably. Klink says something in his ear, pointing to Hogans men. Burkhalter nods.


AUDIENCE LAUGHS.


Burkhalter: Oh, yes. Well that's too bad. so, I'm just going to have to tell you here and now then..


Klink: And what is that herr General?


Burkhalter: I have had family visiting recently but I'm going to have to leave for awhile and I'll need you to watch
my nephew while I'm out of town.


Klink: Nephew, her General? I didn't...


Burkhalter: Yes, NEPHEW.


Klink looks at him puzzled. Sydney walk up to them.


Burkhalter: KLINK!


Klink: Oh, yes..that nephew.


Hogan: (To Burkhalter) Dont worry sir, your secret is safe with us.

AUDIENCE LAUGHS.

Hogan: Splitting image of you too.


Hogan winks. AUDIENCE LAUGHS.

END OF TEASER

Original Bazooka Gum Petender Chronicles
A Pretender Prequel Episode
"Identity Crises."


Synopsis


Miss Parker, while attending the academy, takes on
her first assignment for SIS.


Expanded Synopsis


The Centre has recently determined the identities of those
suspected in a recent theft involving one of their clients
intellectual properties. Miss Parker is given the task to
get back the stolen property.


IDENTITY CRISIS


TEASER/SPEC SCRIPT


FADE IN:


SERIES OF QUICKCUTS from the episode play in conjuctions with the narration...


WE HEAR a much older Miss Parker in the present day...


Miss Parker (VO): 25 years ago when I was much younger,
I took on my first assignment as an operative for a branch
of the Centre known as SIS.


I was told that what we were doing was to protect the Centre
as well as our clients intellectual property rights from those
who didn't respect that right.


It wasn't until years later I discovered that quite the opposite
was true. When I confronted my father about that, he told me he
already knew as well but asked me to keep quiet for my own safety.


That's when I finally realized, especially with all the secrets.
The Triumvirate was behind it all. They were the ones responsible.
For everything, including my mother's dissapearance...


CUT TO:


EXT - MANSION - NIGHT


ESTABLISHING SHOT. FLASHBACK to circa late 80's.


CUT TO:


INT - MANSION - NIGHT


A formal gathering of elite socialites..in this case, the sons and daughters
(all college aged) along with those who expect them to follow, properly,
in their footsteps...


We see Miss Parker from a distance standing by herself, looking around.
A gentlemen joins her.


In CU/OUT OF FOCUS We overhear a conversation in progress while continuing to watch her...


Father: ...good job, I hear you might even have the chance to make cum de laud
next year?


Daughter: ...oh dad. Not here.


Father: Oh Dad, what? Can't a Father be proud?


Father (cont/to wife): What do you think honey?


Wife: I think it's great. Honey, you should be proud!


Daughter: OH, not you too mother!


WE go CLOSE on the conversation between Miss Parker and an older gentleman.


Miss Parker finishes her drink. The gentleman signals a passing waiter.


The WAITER TAKES her empty glass and holds a tray of drinks to her.


Miss Parker: No, thanks. Two's my limit.


Gentleman: Come now..why so formal?


Miss Parker: Exams tomorrow you know. Besides, I've got to watch my girlish figure.


Miss Parker's looking around for something...


Gentleman (flashing his eyebrows): Youre not the only one watching!


Looking across the room, she begins to walk away...


Miss Parker (under breath): Dream on.


She heads down a hallway. Someone passes by. She STANDS there for a second at the restroom,
looking around. There is nobody else around. Instead of entering she begins to quickly
walk further down the hall.


She gets to a door. It's LOCKED. She removes something from her pocket and works the
lock until the door OPENS.


(CUT TO:


ESTABLISHING SHOT. Centre Security Operations/SIS - DAY)


CUT TO:


INT - DEBRIEFING ROOM - DAY


FLASHBACK. It's a time prior to the previous scene. Miss Parker is at a meeting with other
SIS operatives. They are shown a series of pictures involving a case.


Miss Parker (older, present day/VO): My first case involved a supposed intellectual
property theft that belonged to both the Centre as well as one of our clients. My task was to
first prove that they, in fact, had the stolen property...


BACK TO SHOT:


Miss Parker walks into the darkened room. She removes a crude device, extends its antenna and
walks the room with it. She makes her way to a desk. All seems to be clear. She turns on a light
at the desk and opens a file drawer, searching through it.


CUT TO:


Back at the party someone enters the room. It is Miss Parkers boyfriend, Frank. Who happens to be
the son of the man Miss Parker had been sent to investigate. Though it was required that she was to
get close to him in order to conduct her investigation into the theft, they had since become close
regardless..


Frank approaches a friend of his asking if she was there and where she had gone. He is pointed
toward the hallway in the direction of the bathrooms. Frank begins to head that way..


BACK TO SHOT:


INTERCUT:


Miss Parker finds the file and lays out the pages while taking pictures with a micro camera.


Frank enters the hallway.


Miss Parker hears footsteps. She then turns out the lights, hesitating for a moment to listen.
A pen suddenly falls to the hardwood floor.


Frank hears this and takes a few steps toward the office.


Miss Parker goes to the window and opens it. This causes the office door to become
slightly ajar.


Frank begins to approach, cautiously. He then opens the door, looking into in the room.
The window is open. He pulls a small walkie talkie from his vest, extending its anttena..


Frank: Security, I think we've got a breach..sweep the perimeter southside..quietly. I dont
want to disturb my guests.


Frank exits the office and walks fast pace back down the hallway.


Miss Parker cautiously scans the hallway before exiting the office to enter the restroom
across the hall.


Frank returns with a few men in suits and points them to the office.


Frank: Check it out.


Miss Parker exits the restroom.


Miss Parker: Is everything all right?


Frank: Its fine sweetheart. Nothing we need to worry about.


They both head back toward the party.


Miss Parker (Older, present day/VO): Ironically, it had turned out later that Frank was an
undercover posing as the son of the man I thought I had been investigating for fraud.


CUT TO:


Miss Parker, present day, is sitting in an interrogation room with an agent.


Miss Parker (Shedding a tear): Interesting twist, don't you think?


FADE OUT


END OF TEASER

INT - THE CENTRE/SIMULATION ROOM



The scene is in black and white. Jarod, 12 years old, is sitting
at a table. Behind another plate glass wall stands Mr. Raines
& Sydney.



INT - THE CENTRE/OBSERVATION ROOM



Mr. Raines: How soon do you think he'll have an answer?


Sydney: Based on what we are asking of Jarod, I would expect
no answer.


Mr. Raines: I thought you said he was your brightest pupil?


Sydney: By far. But what we are asking of him Raines, we dont
even have an answer for!


Mr. Raines: We'll give him to the end of the week.



Through the glass they hear Jarod call out.



Young Jarod(VO): I'm finished!



Raines and Sydney look at each other. Sydney exits the observation room.



INT - THE CENTRE/SIMULATION ROOM



Sydney enters and looks at the paper Jarod has with him at the table.
The paper is blank.



Sydney: Jarod, your page is blank. I take it you don't have an answer?


Jarod: I've got an answer, Sydney.


Sydney: Are you sure my dear boy?



Jarod nods, smiling.



Jarod: The question is what came first, the chicken or the egg.


Sydney: You don't see anything wrong with the question?



Jarod nods no. Sydney becomes intrigued. He paces.



Sydney: Ok, Jarod. What is the answer?


Jarod: Neither.


Sydney: So, you DO see something wrong with the question?



Jarod nods no.



Jarod: There is an answer.



Sydney comes closer, looking at Jared intently.



Sydney: Go on?


Jarod: We know that there are Chickens and that they lay eggs.



Sydney: Yes, but it still doesn't answer the question though.


Jarod: There are no fossil records that support one over the other.
No evolutionary proof.


Sydney: So what conclusion can you offer based on that Jarod?


Jarod: They must have both come first.


Sydney: Why would you say that? Isn't it more logical to conclude that
one or the other came first?


Jarod: There is no evidence to support it.


Sydney: So, based on that, what is your final answer then?



Jarod: That the Chicken must have been purposefully created to be a chicken
intended to lay eggs!



Sydney thinks on that for a moment, then smiles.



FADE TO BLACK

INT-APARTMENT-DAY



The doorbell rings.



CUT TO:



INT-KITCHEN-DAY



Janet is working in the kitchen preparing lunch. She then
goes toward the living room.



BACK TO SHOT:



The doorbell rings again.



Janet enters, heading toward the door.



Crissy (V/O): Janet, can you get that!?


Janet: Do I have to?


Crissy: (VO) YES!


Janet: Ok. If you say so!



AUDIENCE LAUGHS



She answers the door. It's a man holding roses.



Janet: How much?


Jarod: Oh, these aren't for sale.


Janet: They're not?


Jarod: No. They're for Crissy.


Janet: Oh! Please..come on in!


Jarod: Thank you! And your name is?


Janet: Roses!


Jarod: Roses?


Janet: I mean...Janet! I'm Janet..pleased to meet you!
Here..let me take those!



She takes the roses from Jarod.



Jarod: Thank you.



Janet: Crissy you've got company!



Janet then takes the Roses into the kitchen. Crissy
then comes out.



Crissy: Did she forget her name again?


Jarod: It happens often?


Crissy: Only when I have a date.



AUDIENCE LAUGHS



Crissy takes Jarods jacket and places it on the coat rack.
After a beat, Janet comes back into the room and sets a vase
of roses on the table.



Janet: Crissy, take a look at what he brought you!



Crissy goes to the table and examines the vase of roses with Janet.



Crissy: Oh, they are just beautiful Honey!


Janet: (under breath to Crissy) HONEY? Now look at who's forgetting names!



AUDIENCE LAUGHS



Janet (cont): Why dont you take a seat.


Jarod: Thank you.


Janet: So Jarod, what do you do for a living?


Jarod: Well, right now I'm a doctor working in a hospital.


Janet: General hospital?


AUDIENCE LAUGHS


Jarod: No. I'm a doctor in a REAL hospital...at least for the time being.


Janet: Oh, I just love a man of mystery! So what are you guys going to be doing later?


Jarod: I though we'd go to this restaurant where they make the best macaroni!


Crissy: You love macaroni?


Jarod: Yes sweetheart. Something the matter?


Crissy: I had already made plans for us tonight.


Jarod: You did? Why that is so romantic of you honey!


Janet turns facing the audience and twists her lips over the word honey.


AUDIENCE LAUGHS


Crissy: It is?


Jarod: Yes. What did you have in mind?


Crissy: You see, I have this friend of mine,and he has this place
..his own place actually, where they make their own stuff...


Jarod: Come on, you can spit it out...


Crissy: Spit it out? What do you mean? You see anything?



Crissy opens her mouth wide pointing into it. Janet beams over Crissys blonde moment.



Jarod: No. You were saying?


Crissy:...Yes!..Jacks Bistro! Yes, that's it! You get it?


Jarod: OUI! Allons-nous aller maintenant?


Crissy: What was that? Pig latin?


Crissy does her famous snort through her nose while giggling.



AUDIENCE LAUGHS



Jarod: No. That was French for are we ready to go now?



Jarod holds out his arm. Crissy takes it and they walk out the door.
Janet sits on the couch depressed.



Janet: Have a good time. Don't mind me. I'll just be right here!



AUDIENCE CLAPS



END OF TEASER

Meanwhile at 'The Centre' in Blue Cove, Delaware...


Mr. Parkers Office...


Miss Parker comes into the office and sets down a newspaper

on her fathers desk.



Mr. Parker: Hmm, what's this about?


Miss Parker: Jarod. Front page.


Mr. Parker: The Herald?


Miss Parker: Boston Massachusettes, Yes. He's impersonating a
lawyer in a high profile case there.


Mr. Parker: It's not like him to be out in the open. What do
you think could be the reason?


Miss Parker: Well, what ever the reason, this gives us a chance
to get him back.


Sydney: Can I see that?



Mr. Parker slides over the newspaper. Sydney takes it and looks

it over.



Sydney: Jarods specific reasoning for being there is obviously
more important than his risk of capture.



Miss Parker looks intently at her father.



Mr. Parker: Go to Boston now, but don't do anything more until
I say to.


Miss Parker: But, Daddy, if we wait..


Sydney: Parker, he's right. We've been in this situation before.
Jarod would expect us to try and take him now.



Mr. Parker: Take what you need and go now Angel. We'll check
things out beforehand.



CUT TO:



ESTABLISHING SHOT: Boston, MA - COURTHOUSE - DAY



Alan and Denny come into the courtroom. They stand at the door

realizing they are late.


Everybody turns to look. Shirley becomes embarrassed. Denny tries


to quickly stuff down the rest of his hot dog, but it gets stuck


in his throat when he see's an all female audience on the plain-


tiff's side of the room.




Alan: Sorry for the delay your honor. Denny are you ok?



Denny sighs.



Alan: Yes. I know. Captive audience.



Denny is pointing to himself, turning red.



Alan: Huh? Oh my God! You can't breath!?



Alan grabs Denny by the tie, yanking him downward while he pounds

his fist on his back.



The courtroom stirs. Somebody comes running up to Denny.



Jarod: Here let me! The Heimlick maneuver!



Alan stands aside while Jarod comes up behind Denny and pushes in

on his stomach with his arms. Denny gasps. Suddenly Denny upchucks

a chunk of food into a spectators lap.



The spectators all react. The Judge smacks his gavel.



Judge: Order! Order in this court!


Alan: Denny, are you alright?


Denny: I think so. (To Jarod): Thank you.


Jarod: Your welcome.


Denny: (To spectator): I'm so sorry...



Denny takes out a handkerchief and tries to help but the spectator

gets up and leaves..



Judge: Mr. Crain!!


Denny: Uh, yes your honor?


Judge: I already told you I will not tolerate any more of your theatrics
or grandstanding in my courtroom, and that's besides being late!!


Alan: I assure you, your honor, his chocking to death was very real along
with my assault on his person in an attempt to try and remedy it.


Judge: Admitting to an assault on Mr. Crain? Well, that's one charge I
won't hold against you as far as I'm concerned!



There is laughter in the courtroom. The Judge smacks his gavel.



Judge: Unlike you two I'm not here for theatrics. Now unless you are part
of the defendant's council I expect you to leave this court room
immediately!



INSERT SHOT: An area of seating where the heimlick manuever was conducted.



Judge: (cont) Bailiff, would you please get someone from maintenance
in here to clean up that mess?!



A deputy at the door nods and exits. Denny looks at Shirley.



Judge: Well, Mrs. Schmidt?


Shirley: Due to a last minute change your Honor, we will require Denny,
I mean, Mr. Crain as well as Alan Shore to assist us with this
case.


Judge: I'm sure you will regret that more than me Mrs. Schmidt, but
proceed however you must.



The spectators laugh. The Judge smacks his gavel. Alan and Denny are
engaged in personal conversation in their seats.



Judge: Are we interrupting something important going on over there Mr.
Shore? If you don't mind, the Plaintiff would like to present
their case!


Alan: Again, we are terribly sorry your honor. Please.


Judge: Proceed.


Jarod: Thank you. Your honor on behalf of my clients..some of which you see
present in this room today, represent a growing number of people
concerned about the tactics as well as ethics involved with Center
Ridge publications.


Jarod:(cont) Over the past few years alone, Centre Ridge has been publishing
into mass media a large number of books on controversial subjects that
apparently is not only trending attention in the global spotlight but
also attracting the attention and concerns of certain select groups
and movements, such as my clients your Honor.


Judge: And what group or movement would they represent, for the record,
Mr. Simon?


Jarod: For purposes of their cause, your Honor, they actually represent them-
selves as their own group whose concerns have to do specifically with
Center Ridge.


Judge: Duly noted. Mrs. Schmidt?


Shirley: Your Honor, as well meaning and noble as their cause may be, when it
comes to causes in general, my client going to trial on this issue
would also place all of our first amendment rights on trial as well.
I dare even to think the possibility of continuing further on that
notion.



Shirley sits back down.



Judge: Would anybody else on your council care to add to that?



Denny attempts to stand but Alan holds him down while Shirley covers his mouth.



Alan/Shirley: No your honor.



Judge: Mr. Simon, taking into account whats been indicated, why do you
think your case should proceed?


Jarod: You honor, it is my understanding that first admendment rights, if they
are to be continuously upheld as being a right, should also not impinge
upon the rights of others at the same time.


Judge: Such as?


Jarod: Well, specifically in this case, my clients as a group, have a certain right
to entitlement and expectation that they feel is lessened due to the
defendant...


Judge: Lessend in what way?


Jarod: With regard, simply, toward..their dignity, your honor.


Denny: This guys good!


Alan: Shhh!


Shirley: (To Denny): Quiet Denny. Who's side are you on anyway?


Judge: Mrs. Schmidt?


Shirley: Your Honor, assuming there is actually a case here, and one with precedence
at that, these issues have all already been looked at as well as have been
'ruled' upon. I need not site any of them in reference, especially since there
are many...


Shirley: (cont)and might I add that if you look at the impact on our judicial system
with similar cases, and dare I acknowedge the countless already recognizable
groups that have already addressed the subject, short of the whims of
an unrecognizable few..your honor.


Denny: (To Alan): She's good!


Jarod: Your Honor, the cases she has made reference to have been around for quite
some time now while the nature of media, in mass, has changed with the times,
and with these changes you can expect that, in order to ensure that certain
inalienable rights have been kept up and preserved accordinlgy, with those times,
I cant think of a better time than now, with this cause, to question as well
as put to put to the test first admendment rights, so that we can ensure that
those rights not only are relevant with the times, but are preserved accordingly
without setting back the rights of others, regardless of scale or scope.


Denny: (To Alan): He's even good-er.


Alan: (To Denny): Good-er's not a word Denny, but I side with your opinion just the same.


Judge: Since you put it that way and clearly you have addressed this court with an apparent
common concern that raises an issue that puts the ideal of our first amendment right
to the test, I will allow your case to proceed Mr. Simon.



The Judge smackS down his gavel.



Judge: This court is ajourned.


Jarod: Thank you your Honor.



Some of the female spectators come over to Jarod to give him hugs and kisses.



Female spectators: Thank you Jarod!



Denny watches as Jarod exits with them. As they walk by Denny, they look away.



Denny: Denny Crain.....Denny Crain. Denny Crain?



END OF TEASER

SIM/CHICAGO FIRE Crossover Episode �Money to Burn.�

Synopsis

The SIM team joins forces with the Chicago FIRE DEPT to expose
a group of paid serial Arsonists.


FADE IN: ON BLACK


We hear SOUNDS of CRACKLING DEBRIS, SIRENS, SHOUTING, HELICOPTERS and TV NEWS
REPORTERS


FADE UP:


EXT � CITY/NIGHT


We come to a focus on a BURNING APARTMENT BUILDING. It�s lower floors are totally
ENGULFED IN FLAMES.


FALLING DEBRIS. It narrowly misses a group of FIREFIGHTERS from down below.
The CROWD REACTS to this.


An overhead TV HELICOPTER tightens its POINT OF VIEW of the situation.


POLICE are doing their best to DISTANCE a CROWD OF WATCHERS.


CUT TO:


INT- BURNING APARTMENT BUILDING � NIGHT


A FIREMAN makes his way through the WINDOW into an apartment, Followed by another.


A SOUND of SMASHING GLASS.


CUT TO:


INT � BURNING APARTMENT BUILDING/HALLWAY - NIGHT


Several pairs of quick hands relay a fire hose.


A pair of FIREMAN are on fast APPROACH from down the hall.


They come next to a stairwell door. One carefully places his hand on door,
looking down for smoke.


He then OPENS it. Inside we see a staircase. He gives a thumbs up. The fireman
next to him acknowledges then signals to another pair of firemen coming from down
the hall with the hose.


CUT TO:


A few firemen are seen trying to keep order among a group of TENANTS. Some are being
questioned by POLICE.


CUT TO:


FIREMAN X1: IS EVERYBODY HERE!?


The group search themselves, their too panicked to know. Another nearby Fireman looks
over his clipboard and calls out�.


FIREMAN X2: RAMONA SANCHEZ! RAMONA SANCHEZ!


A few tenants react, realizing something. Ramona? Oh my God, she�s missing! FIREMAN RUNS
over to the Boden�


FIREMAN X2: ..SIR, SIR WE�RE MISSING SOMEBODY!!


Chief Boden: WHO?


FIREMAN X1: RAMONA SANCHEZ SIR, APARTMENT 412!


Chief Boden: Does anybody else live with her?


FIREMAN X1: No Sir.


Boden radios in�.


Boden (on radio): Casey!


CUT TO:


INT-BURNING APARTMENT BUILDING/HALLWAY


The group of Fire Fighters are now making their way through a smoky hallway.


Boden (VO): Casey, do you copy over?


Casey: Loud and clear Captain, what�s up?


INTERCUT:


Boden: We�ve got one missing. How does it look?


Casey: Good enough. What�s the number?


Boden: 412. The name is Ramona Sanchez. Check the apartment then goto
the next floor.


Casey: Will do.


BACK TO SHOT:


Boden (INTO RADIO): Zvonecek, take it up.


A FIRE TRUCK near the building retract its ladder away from building, extending
it upward.


Boden (TO FIREMAN X2): Get confirmation on the tenants whereabouts.


FIRE MAN X2: Yes Sir.


FIREMAN X2 breaks out a cell phone.


CUT TO:


INT-BURNING APARTMENT BUILDING/HALLWAY


The group of FIREFIGHTERS are checking doors. One of them fans away smoke to see the
Door number.


Fireman x3: CASEY OVER HERE!


Fireman x3 tries the door.


Fireman x3 (Con�t..): IT�S LOCKED!


Casey comes to the door and tries to nudge it.


Casey: Give me the ram.


CUT TO:


INT-DEPARTMENT STORE/LADIES LOUNGE


Ramona�s POV, through mirror, putting on lipstick. She is a very attractive thirty
year old Caucasian.


A Mexican female with a butch haircut enters room.


BLANCA: Hey hoochie.


Blanca goes to her locker.


RAMONA: Hola Blanca, que pasa?


BLANCA: Mucho trabajo para poco dinero. Another year in this Rat trap and not one raise
or promotion.


RAMONA: Again? What was his excuse this time?


Blanca puts on her smock, then joins Ramona at the mirror.


BLANCA: You know, the usual; �We like your work Blanca BUT..�,
Or; �We�d give you the position BUT..�, BUT BUT BUT..


RAMONA: But, you don�t put out.


BLANCA: Damned right I don�t..wouldn�t sell my soul to the Devil for a trick.


RAMONA: Elaine got the job?


BLANCA: Yea.


RAMONA: Sorry.


BLANCA: Don�t be. Everybody knows I was more qualified for the position.


Blanca looks at herself in the mirror.


BLANCA (Con�t..): Yea, just give me five seconds alone with them two, I�ll show her how
to sharpen a pencil.


Blanca smiles, revealing her braces.


BACK TO SHOT:


FIREFIGHTERS BREAK through door with battering ram, ENTERING apartment. A vent,
Pouring smoke into the room, is SHUT. Casey, squatting, spots something on the
floor off camera.


CUT TO:


INT-DEPARTMENT STORE-NIGHT


A woman is nervously fast pacing through the store looking around for somebody.
She sees Blanca.


LADY: BLANCA! HAVE YOU SEE RAMONA?


BLANCA: Yea, she�s in the back.


LADY: Oh, thank God!


Lady RUNS off.


BLANCA: What�s wrong?


CUT TO:


INT-DEPARTMENT STORE-NIGHT


Ramona, walking out from the back of store passes by the Electronics department,
an intense fiery glow from television screens radiate from behind.


CUT TO:


INT � BURNING APARTMENT BUILDING/STAIRWELL � NIGHT


A few FIREMEN are teamed up, hose in hand, holding off what we can only see as smoke from
the lower floor.


CUT TO:


INT- APARTMENT 412/LIVING ROOM


Fireman x3 ENTERS from another room, looking around. He CALLS OUT.


Fireman x3: All clear down below. Repeat all clear down below. Do you copy?


Boden (V/O): Roger I copy that.


INT � APARTMENT 412/UPSTAIRS BEDROOM


Casey looks under a bed.


Casey: Duncan, how does it look?


CUT TO:


INT � BURNING BUILDING/STAIRWELL � NIGHT


FIREMEN are slowly retreating back. DUNCAN is working the hose.


DUNCAN: It�s ganging up on us! I can�t hold her off much longer!


Casey(V/O): Keep it clear, I�M CHECKING THE LAST ROOM NOW!


DUNCAN: Aye.


INT � APARTMENT 412/UPSTAIRS BEDROOM BATHROOM� NIGHT


Casey looks around in the bathroom. Looking down, he picks up a small sized shirt,
from the floor. It starts to make sense.

A quick flashback REVEALS Casey looking at a trail of broken glass with milk
on the kitchen floor. He runs to exit bedroom.


Casey: (Fireman x3)! THE KITCHEN�THERE�S A�!


Gas pocket explosion SHAKES ROOM.


Casey looses balance and CRASHES THROUGH wooden staircase railing.


QUICKCUT:


OUTSIDE: Glass showers down from next floor.


STAIRWELL: Duncan nearly falls over stairwell railing. Borrelli grabs him.


BACK TO SHOT:


Boden: Casey! Casey!!


Fireman x3 comes to Caseys aid.


CUT TO:


INT- APARTMENT 412/LIVING ROOM


Fireman x3 RUNS to Casey who is laying on floor at bottom of staircase.


Fireman x3: Chief, Matt's down.


FIREMAN X1(V.O.):Tenants location confirmed!


Boden(V/O): BAIL OUT, REPEAT..BAIL OUT!


Casey regains consciousness. He shows Fireman x3 what he is clutching. Pointing to Kitchen,
he attempts to get up. Fireman x3 assists him. Caseys bleeding.


Fireman x3:�shit, your bleeding!


Casey stumbles and falls to the floor unconscious. Borrelli enters,
pulling Casey out the door. Fireman x3 heads to Kitchen.


CUT TO:


Boden: CLEAR THE PERIMETER! MOVE THE HELICOPTER INTO POSITION!!!


Fire truck retracts its ladder


EXT � ESTABLISHING SHOT/LOOKING DOWN AT CITY/SCENE OF FIRE � NIGHT


A helicopter stealths by semitransparent to the night sky.


INT � HELICOPTER � NIGHT


It�s a clear night over the city below. In the distance we can see a burning building.

A crew prepares for rendezvous.


BACK TO SHOT:


Boden(v/o): Evacuate to THE ROOF!!


Borrelli carries Casey up the stairwell. Duncan directs firemen, maintaining his grip on hose.


Duncan: Go to the roof and signal them in..GO! GO!


The men head up the stairwell. Duncan drops the hose and follows behind.


CUT TO:


Fireman x3 opens a door looking into pantry. Nothing. He again looks around.


Another explosion rocks the building. He quickly exits.


Helicopter, hovering overhead, jars up in response.


The roof door bursts open. Borrelli and Casey come out.


Borrelli signals pilot. Pilot sees them and lands.


They make it to the copter, getting in.


Duncan and Fireman x3 head toward copter. Casey regains consciousness looking around,
mumbling at first.


Casey(to Fireman x3): Where�s the kid!?


Fireman x3: Nobodies in..[there!]


Casey grabs him


Fireman x3(Cont):�I already checked..[it, there was no more time!]


Casey sits upright and exits helicopter. He heads toward roof exit door.


Duncan: Matt!...SHIGHT!


Duncan (To Fireman x3) Streechin� his neck out a little too far this time aint�cha?


CUT TO:


EXT � CITY/SCENE OF FIRE � NIGHT


Boden watches for helicopter. So far nothing.


Boden: What the hell is taking so long?


Boden reaches for the radio. Someone from an unmarked car gets out and shouts out�


Captain Gullon: Wally, I just got off the phone with Sanchez..there's a Boy in the apartment!


CUT TO:


INT � STAIRWELL


Casey makes his way back down the smoky stairwell.


CUT TO:


Duncan RUNS toward the roof door. Borrelli follows him. Fireman x3 remains in helicopter,
Uncertain.


Duncan: Boden! CAN YA HEAR ME, WE�RE IN DEEP SHIGHT!! Matt's GOIN BACK IN!


Boden(V/O): Cover him Duncan, THE BOY'S IN THERE!


CUT TO:


INT � STAIRWELL/BOTTOM


As Casey nears the bottom of stairwell, the Flames and Smoke become overwhelming. He Stops,
Removing a metallic blanket from one of his pockets. He covers himself with it and then
CHARGES through the flames.


CUT TO:


INT � STAIRWELL/TOP


Duncan and Borrelli fight their way down.


CUT TO:


INT - ROOF DOOR EXIT


Fireman x3 looks in at us. He takes a few steps in. A thick cloud of smoke rushes past us at him.
He stops, coughing. He then exits back to the roof.


CUT TO:


EXT � ROOF � NIGHT


Fireman x3 bends over to keep from fainting.


CUT TO:


EXT � CITY/SCENE OF FIRE


A car screeches to a halt, unable to get past the crowd. Blanca and Ramona get out and cut
through the crowd by foot.


CUT TO:


INT � STAIRWELL


A wall of fire and smoke STOPS Duncan and Borrelli from continuing down. They nearly fall
back from overwhelm.


Duncan: NO!


Borrelli PULLS Duncan back. The FLAMES LASH OUT just missing them.


CUT TO:


INT � APARTMENT 412


Casey enters apartment running through the living room toward kitchen.


CUT TO:


EXT � ROOF


Duncan and Borrelli EXIT roof door half on their knees.


Duncan (Out of breath, coughing, on radio): WE CANT GET THROUGH! HE�S TRAPPED!
WE NEED ANOTHER WAY IN!!!


EXPLOSION! Another gas pocket explosion. The building shakes under them.


SERIES OF QUICKSHOTS:


KITCHEN: Casey DIVES onto the kitchen floor, narrowly missing a stream of flying
debris from living room.


OUTSIDE: Debris and Pieces of glass fall to the ground.


GROUND LEVEL: Boden and Gullon duck behind a squad car.


ROOF: Helicopter JARS up from building.


BACK TO SHOT:


Borrelli GRABS Duncan by the arm.


Borrelli: Come on, it�s gonna blow!


Duncan (into radio) Matt, can you hear me?..Matt!..DAMMIT!


Borrelli: Matts gone, come on!


They RUN toward the helicopter.


CUT TO:


INT � KITCHEN � APT 412


Casey lies motionless on the floor with DEBRIS piled up on him.


CUT TO:


EXT � SCENE OF FIRE � NIGHT


A fireman RUNS toward crowd.


Fireman: GET BACK!! GET BACK!!


INT � HELICOPTER


Pilot gives the throttle a good yank.


EXPLOSION! A flash of fire can be seen from outside the copter.


The helicopter narrowly escapes.


CUT TO:


EXT � CITY/SCENE OF FIRE � NIGHT


From a distance the helicopter can be seen bolting away.


DEBRIS is FLYING around all over the place.


A fireman comes running out at us�


Fireman: GET AWAY! IT�S GONNA BLOW! GET AWAY!


Boden (into radio): Clear out! I repeat clear out. Get everybody as
far away from thisn building as possible!!


The crowd runs in panic joined by journalists, cameramen, etc.


Ramona and Blanca run toward building where they are intercepted by a few firemen.


Fireman: You going the wrong way!


Ramona: MY BABY IS IN THERE!


Fireman stops Ramona from getting too close.


Fireman: It�s too late!


Tears run down her face.


Ramona: NO!


Fireman: Come on!


He takes her away.


CUT TO:


INT � KITCHEN


A broken gas line sticking out from wall. We suddenly HEAR a high pressured
whooshing sound�.


CUT TO:


EXT � SCENE OF FIRE � NIGHT


..after a second of silence�EXPLOSION!


Almost as if in slow motion, fireman looks over his shoulder, pushing Ramona
to the ground behind A squad car. He then goes flying, his arms wailing in mid air.


Another section of floor comes crumbling down.


More fire engines and ambulances can be seen coming from a distance.


INT � KITCHEN � APT 412


After a moment of silence, we begin to hear muffled sounds. Casey slowly
Rises from the darkness. He is only revealed by the occasional flicker
of Fire burning from another room.

He gets up on his feet, looking into the living room. It nearly blinds him.
It�s obviously too late for escape. But is the Boy really here? Was Casey right?
He at least has to know...

He goes over to a lower cabinet and opens it. Nothing. Casey opens another one.
Again, nothing.

He goes to the next one. It�s blocked by debris. He begins clearing it away.

Inside, we see the boy. He�s passed out. Casey reaches in, taking him in his arms.

He stands up, looking around for a way out. It looks hopeless.

He sets the boy down and runs along the kitchen wall, pushing away items that are
blocking his view of it.

He uncovers a door, It�s slightly ajar. He look in. DEAD END. It�s only a dry food
storage pantry.

He looks around in desperation. EXPLOSION! Part of the ceiling wall collapses.
Casey runs to the boy Shielding him.

The flames surge on them, lashing out. He holds the boy closely, rolling over with his
Back to the flames. He tightens his eyes preparing for the worst.

Something catches his eye, he does a double take. A garbage chute.

He quickly gets to his feet, taking the boy. The Flames follow. He tries to open the chute,
but it�s stuck. Something else momentarily catches his attention...

A broken gas line. It suddenly begins to make a whooshing sound. He looks over his shoulder,
The flames are coming. He manages to get the chute open, dropping in the boy. He then jumps in.


EXPLOSION!


SERIES OF QUICKCUTS:


INSIDE OF CHUTE: The flames and force of explosion try to follow them down.


OUTSIDE: The next floor up explodes, showering down debris.


The car windows blow out from above Ramona�s head. Gullon rolls over in pain.


T.V. news crews stand in the distance filming.


BACK TO SHOT:


Boden (To Gullon): Are you all right?


Gullons shoulder is bleeding.


Gullon: I�ll live.


Ramona leans up against car. The glow from the fire lights up her face. She drops to her knees
Sobbing. Blanca goes to her side to comfort her. Medics arrive to treat Gullon.


Borrelli, Duncan and Fireman x3 walk up. They watch in disbelief. They are clearly shaken by the
loss of Casey.


Duncan�s eyes welt up with tears. He tries to say something, but can�t. He just stares.


T.V crews continue to film. There is a moment of silence between them.


One of them looks into their camera.


Cameraman: What in the���We�ve got something!!!


The others react, looking over.


Something catches Duncan�s attention in the fire. He looks as if he had just seen a ghost.


SLOW MOTION: Something emerges through the smoke. It makes it�s way toward us.
It�s Casey alive and well, with the boy in his arms.


The crowd roars with cheers.


SLOW DISSOLVE


END OF TEASER

EXT-ISLAND-DAY



A Seaplane floats its way toward a pier. The islanders
prepare to greet its passengers.



Tattoo: Boss, can you tell me something?


Mr. Roark: Of course tattoo.


Tattoo: I checked the guest list and noticed you only have one
fantasy to fulfill this week?


Mr. Roark: Yes, that is correct.


Tattoo: Business kind of slow?


Mr. Roark: No, it's business as usual, however, this particular
fantasy will require all our care, concern and
attention my dear friend.


Tattoo: what is their fantasy boss?


Mr. Roark: Do you remember that standoff that occureed twenty
or so year ago between government military forces
and an organization called 'The Centre?'



Tattoo stares blankly.



Mr. Roark: (cont..) The one that was televised and made world news?


Tattoo: Oh, yes boss! Now I remember. It was terrible. A real
tragedy!


Mr. Roark: Yes, indeed, it was.



A man and woman step off the plane and are greeted by the islanders.
They are each then given wreathes and a drink.



Mr. Roark: (cont...) Meet Miss Parker. Her father, Mr Parker, ran the
Centre. During the confrontation, Mr Parker was
killed along with a man who helped in planing
its takedown. Someone they called, 'The Pretender.'


Tattoo: The pretender?


Mr. Roark: Yes Tattoo. A very gifted and talented individual. Jarod was
his name, I believe. He was known to be a human Cameleon with
the convincing ability to assume one's identity as well as their
skills.


Tattoo: Anyone's?


Mr. Roark: Yes, Tattoo.


Tattoo: Let me guess, her fantasy is to rescue her father and stop what
happened, this Cameleon?


Mr. Roark: You would think it would be that simple? No, there are some
things far worse than a tempting of fate itself my friend!


Tattoo: And what is that boss?



Mr. Roark: From what I learned and know even now, I believe she feels
a very heavy sense of...guilt.



Tattoo: She feels responsible for what happened and the way things turned
out?


Mr. Roark: Ones own personal intentions, regardless of outcome, ultimately
determine how things turn out in ones heart, Tattoo.



Mr. Roark and Tattoo raise their glasses to the couple.



Mr. Roarke: My dear guests, I am Mr. Roarke your host. Welcome to Fantasy
Island!



Mr. Roarke looks intently at the guests.



Mr. Roark: (cont..) Indeed.



END OF TEASER

SIM/RETURN OF THE PRETENDER
EPISODE 1ABP02
(PILOT part 2)


Jarod, a genius capable of assuming anyone's identity, heads a government think tank
called S.I.M. Having been an abductee by a corrupt branch of an organization known as
"The Centre" years earlier, he now spends his time assisting others who have been
victims or are on the run from such organizations. In part two of this episode, Jarod
finds that this corrupt branch has returned.


Working undercover as a Psycologist, Jarod councils a young foster teen who had once
been an abductee. Afterwards he reviews a DSA of this young boy when he was still captive.
An adult attendant in lab coat can be seen on camera with the youth. Shortly thereafter,
Jarod joins Sydney who is doing some social work for parents and their children.

In the meantime, an incident occurs overseas in South Africa that is reported by the
NSA to agent Parker of the FBI. She finds that it involves this rogue branch of that was
thought to be long gone. She has a series of flashbacks from that time period and from there
reports it to the DHS.

INT - BUNDY HOUSE/LIVING ROOM - NIGHT


Peg and the kids are eating popcorn while watching TV.


We hear some dialog coming from the movie...




Female Voice (VO): Oh, my darling, do you think we will be okay here for the moment?


Male voice (VO): Yes my love, yes we will. I'll be here with you and keep you close.


Female Voice (VO): Oh, please hold me!




Peg and the kids cringe at the sappiness of it all and become bored.


From the TV, we then suddenly hear a banging sound like a door being kicked in.


Peg and the kids then become excited as they continue to watch.


A female voice from the TV SCREAMS. We then hear the sound of a chain saw


attempting to start repeatedly without success before finally starting.




Peg: Well, it's about time!




AUDIENCE LAUGHS.




The kids put their hands partially over their eyes while watching what happens next.


After a beat, Peg gets up and turns off the TV.




Bud: Hey, it wasn't over yet!


Peg: I'm sure you can guess the rest, besides, let this be a lesson to you two.


Bud: And what lesson is that?


Peg: Always make sure to keep your tools well oiled. You never know when you are going to need them!




AUDIENCE LAUGHS.




Al enters through the front door looking tired.


The Audience cheers.




Peg: OH, hi Al!


Bud: Hey Pop.


Kelly: Hi daddy!




Al passes them by only offering a grunt.




The Audience laughs.




Bud: Mom, you going to turn that back on?



Peg: What for...it's prime time now.




The Audience laughs.




Peg and the kids watch Al. He goes to the Kitchen to get a beer.


He then attempts to open it, but injures his hand.




The Audience laughs.




Al notices everybody looking and tries to smile it off.



The Audience laughs.




He then goes to the crock pot for a sniff, nearly falling


back from overwhelm.




The Audience laughs.




Al: Peg, you could have at least put some seasoning in it to cover up the smell!




The Audience laughs.




Al kicks off his shoes, noticing his slippers are missing.




Al: Where are my slippers?



Peg: I ran out of seasoning, hope you don't mind!




Peg and the kids laugh.




Bud: Good one Mom.



Al: Ha, ha.




Al then pulls a bag of pretzels from a cupboard and sets himself


a place at the dining room table.




The doorbell rings.




Peg: I wonder who that could be this late?




Peg goes to the door.




Bud: Oh, that must be my..date.




Bud gets up, straightening out his sleeves.




Kelly chuckles.




Kelly: Ladies night at the nursing home again, stud?



Bud: Hey, I hope you'll know that, unlike you, I was a PAID host.





Bud puts up a big smile. Kelly sticks out her tongue.




Audience laughs.




Peg: Alright, stop it you two!




Peg, after looking through the curtain, opens the door. We see the GO-GO dancer



from the Polk High School reunion standing at the door.



She is wearing an academy style uniform.




Peg: OH, Al! There's a girl scout here. Have a few bucks?




Al comes over to take a look.




Andrea: Oh, I'm not here to sell cookies Ma'am. I'm here to see Bud?



Peg: Bud? Are you sure? This Bud?



Bud: Mom, stop. Please! Can't you just be happy for me?



Al: (To Andrea) Is that true?



Andrea nods yes. Al high fives Bud.



Al: That's the spirit Bud! I knew you had the ole Bundy gene's in you Son!
But just remember from this moment on, while it lasts, she may be young
and beautiful now, but if you hang on too long and make a couple
of mistakes along the way, you are going to get what I'm getting now
and it isn't going to be pretty.



Al looks at Peg. Peg just stands there, arms crossed, with a smirk.



Al (cont:) ...Got it, Son?


Bud: Yea, sure Dad. Got it.


Bud (cont to Andrea:) ...Ready?



Andrea nods.



Andrea: Oh, there's just one more thing.


Bud: What's that?



Andrea looks over as her Dad enters. (A Captain Lou Albano look-a-like)



Andrea: This is my Dad, he insists on coming along. I hope you won't mind?




Bud remains speechless.




Andrea: (cont:) ...He doubles as my bodyguard as well and will keep us safe. Won't you Dad?


CapnLou: You know I will Sweetheart! And if you decide to get hitched, I just got my preachers license
as well!


CapnLou (to Al:) My daughter always get's what she wants! And when she wants something, I get it for her!
Right Angel?



Andrea nods.




CapnLou (to Al:) No problems here, right?! Come with us Al, we've got a lot to talk about! Especially about the future!



Al and Bud look concerned. However, Peg and Kelly smiles as CapnLou drags Al out the door.



Al: PEG!!!


Peg: Have a good time Al!



Peg closes the door.



Audience laughs.



Peg: Well, Kelly, it Looks like it's going to be ladies night tonight!



They high five. Peg goes to turn on the TV.



Kelly: I'll get the Hagen Daz!



Kelly goes to the refrigerator.



END OF TEASER

THE PRETENDER: A Reason To Celebrate.

by SimTec



FADE IN:



EXT - BIOTEC RESEARCH CORP - DAY


As a car pulls into the facility and passes by, We catch a glimpse of
Miss Parker, Sydney and Broots inside.



INT - RESEARCH LAB - DAY



Miss Parker is showing Dr. Jones a picture of Jarod.



Dr. Jones: Yes, Jarod Lily. He worked with us for about
seven months before he dissapeared.



Sydney: Do you mind if we take a look at his desk?



Dr. Jones: Not at all.




Dr. Jones leads them across the lab toward Jarods work space.




Ms. Parker: What was he working on?



Dr. Jones: He was researching the field of endocrinology.




Miss Parker looks at Sydney.




Sydney: Its a study on the bodys ability to communicate on a
cellular and glandular level with chemical messages.



Dr. Jones: Right.




They make it to Jarods desk. We see it is littered with tinker toy
shapes that look like giant molecules. Broots grabs one of them.




Broots: Cool.




Broots tries to re-arrange its apparent movable structure.




Miss Parker: BROOTS.



Broots puts back the tinker toy molecule. Miss Parker puts up a smile
to Dr. Jones.



Dr. Jones: Where did you guys say you were from?



Sydney: We are just good friends of Jarods and were wondering about
his whereabouts as well.




Broots looks at Jarods computer screen and flashes Dr. Jones a
look for approval to search, pointing to the keyboard. Dr. Jones gives
Sydney a concerned look.




Sydney: He is our best technical assistant. If there is anything in here that
can help us find Jarod, he will be able to get it.



Dr. Jones: Ill have my assistant help him out. Youll be able to take a look
at some of his notes and miscellaneous files but you wont be able
to look at the breakthrough research he�s produced.




Sydney looks in amazement at Dr. Jones.




Sydney: Did you say breakthrough, Doctor?



Dr. Jones: Its amazing, I know. In the short time hes been here he has produced
what looks to be a potential medicine capable of treating a wide range
of diseases from hormonal imbalance to advanced diabetes. And the
possibilities dont end there. Ill be back with my assistant.




Dr. Jones leaves. Broots quickly types on the keyboard, bringing up a screen showing
Jarods files. One is labled confidential.




Ms Parker: Whatever Brainiac has been up to and what hell be doing next has to be
in that file.




Dr. Jones returns with his assistant.





Sydney: Doctor, in your opinion, what branch of medicine would stand to benefit most
from this research?



Dr Jones: Obviously it would have to be Pediatrics. Should be no surprise, of course,
at least to any of us around here. Jarod was always big on kids.




Dr. Jones opens a desk drawer, revealing a bunch of PEZ dispensers and candy.




INT - SMALL CORNER STORE - DAY




A woman and her small Son, Charlie, enter. Charlie takes off toward the magazine racks.




Woman: Im just going to get a couple of things for dinner. We wont be here long.
Ok, Charlie?



Charlie: Ok, Mommy.




Charlie looks at a revolving rack of comic books, spinning it around. He settles on one,
removing it.




Charlie: Oh boy!




We see the front page. There is a drawing that looks like Jarod wearing a priests
collar. Charlie sees Jarod nearby and hands him the comic book.




Charlie: Look, Mister!




Jarod squats down while taking a closer look.




Jarod: I can see that.




The boy grabs another comic book for himself.




Charlie: See, its the latest episode in the new series! My Mom Taught me to tell how by
looking here..




The boy points to the volume number on the comic book.




Charlie: (Cont..) But I can tell by looking at the pictures.



Jarod: Looking at the pictures?




The boy whispers in his ear.




Charlie: I can tell this is the new one. See. I don�t have this one yet.




Jarod smiles, whispering back.




Man: Oh, I see.




The boys mother approaches.




Woman: Its time to go.




Charlie shows his Mother the comic book.




Charlie: Can I get this?



Woman: Maybe next time.




Charlie, disappointed , puts back the magazine.




Woman (Cont.) I dont have enough money right now.




Jarod takes money from his pocket and hands it to her along with the magazine.




Jarod: Merry Christmas!



She notices he is wearing the collar.




Woman: Why, thank you Father! God Bless you! What do you say to the nice man Charlie?




The boy, looking up from the comic book, notices something familiar about Jarod.




Charlie: Thank you!




Charlie waves then turns to leave with his mother. Jarod waves back, smiling.
He then removes something from his pocket.



INSERT SHOT: A picture of Charlie and his Father.




END OF TEASER

Sledge Hammer-SIM crossover promo teaser


Plot: The SIM team joins up with Sledge and Doreau in order to stop a human trafficking ring.


FADE IN:


ESTABLISHING SHOT: An aerial view of a moderately busy RURAL SHOPPING DISTRICT in the early afternoon.


ANOTHER ANGLE: (CU) A mostly empty parking lot at a strip mall.


An officer is questioning someone at his patrol car.


Officer 1: Is there anything you want to tell me about what's going on?


Perp: What's there to tell? I get pulled over and you expect some kind of confession? Why don't you tell me? Cause if it's an infraction, let me just sign and i'll be on my way!


Ofc2: It's no use. We'll have to wait for backup.


A car pulls up. 2 detectives step out.


Sledge: Allright, let me borrow that scumbag! This will only take a minute!


Sledge grabs perp from back seat by his collar.


Sledge: I want a word with you mister!


Doreau: Sledge!


Ofc1 grabs perp by the other side of his collar.


Ofc1: Now hold on! He's in our custody.


Sledge yanks the perp his way.


Sledge: Now he's mine!


Ofc1 pulls the perp to him.


Ofc1: Oh, no he's not!


Sledge pulls the perp back to him.


Sledge: OH yes he his!


Sledge pulls a coin out of his pocket.


Sledge: Lets flip for him. Ill let you call it.


Doreau: Sledge, don't! Just stop!


Sledge: You know how I feel about scumbags like him Doreau!


Doreau: Despite how you feel Sledge, he's still only a suspect. Let's find out what's going on first, ok?


Sledge: Oh, OK. Here


Sledge let's go of perp.


Doreau: We heard what was happening over the radio and thought we could be of assistance.


Doreau flashes her badge.


Ofc1: We've got a trailer over there that was called in by a bystander. But he's not talking. Uh, hold on a second while I put him back in.


Ofc1 puts perp back in car and closes door.


Ofc1:(cont) I've got.a few coming to search the trailer, but I was hoping the suspect would tell me what's inside and so far he's not talking.


Sledge walks to trailer.


Doreau: Sledge, I think we should wait like the officer said.


Sledge gets to the trailer and peeks through a hole in it.


From the inside we see Sledges eye peeking in. A few kids see this and giggle.


Sledge hears that and takes another peek.


A finger reaches out and makes contact with his eye.


Sledge steps back holding his eye. He draws his gun, holding it to the sky.


Doreau: Sledge!


Sledge: There's no time for backup Doreau!


Doreau: What is it?


Sledge takes a few steps away from the trailer.


Sledge: There are kids in there!


Doreau: Kids? Well put that away so they don't get hurt!


Sledge: They have been taken hostage Doreau.


Doreau: How do you know?


Sledge: I was just poked in the eye. Looks like there is another scumbag hiding in there with them.


Sledge: (cont, to ofc1) looks like you would have had to call a negotiator, but that's okay.


Ofc1: And why is that?


Sledge: Because I'm here.


Doreau: Sledge! You don't have official training.


Sledge: That's okay. That scumbag doesn't know it!


Sledge walks back to trailer.


Doreau: That's not what I meant! Psst! Come back here!


Sledge: I got this Doreau! You know me!


Doreau: That's what I'm afraid of!


Sledge: Allright scumbag! You want to make a deal! Oh, wait. I guess I'm being a little too aggressive. Hmm hmm, what I mean is, how can I serve you today!? Oh great, I think I've got a bad taste in my mouth. Allright, we're willing to negotiate bad guy! And no complaints because that's as good as its going to get with me! Now tell me, what is your list of demands!?


Sledge gets no response. He taps on the trailer with his gun.


There is a few taps back. Sledge taps afew more times.


Sledge: Are you okay in there? Can you speak?


There are a couple more taps.


Sledge: oh great.


Doreau: what is it Sledge?


Sledge: we've got a perp who can't speak!


There is another tap.


Sledge: OK then. You'll have to get one of your hostages to speak for you then, OK?


There is another tap


Sledge: That's a good sign.


Dorrau: have you established contact with the suspect?


Sledge: Yes I have Doreau. And he's going to use one of the kids to speak for him!


Doreau: Good. Keep him talking.


Sledge: Right. First, mister bad guy, or girl, I need a show of good faith. How about releasing one of the hostages?


Kid (VO) Okay.


Sledge: Okay? That was easy. I think I can get used to doing this kind of work!


Doreau: What's going on over there?


Sledge: Our bad guy is releasing one of the hostages, get ready!


Doreau: OK Sledge. Good job. We're ready.


Sledge: OK kid


Kid (VO) No peeking!


Sledge: Ok.. I won't.


Kid (VO) You promise?


Sledge: Yea, kid, whatever, I..I promise.


Kid (VO) You really promise?


Sledge: Yes I really promise.


Kid(VO) With cheese on top?


Sledge: Hey, kid tell him not to push it in there. I'm not feeling that generous!


Doreau: Sledge, just do what he says! It's only cheese!


Sledge: OK. OK With cheese. Extra cheese. How about that?


We hear some giggling from the trailer.


Kid(VO) What kind?


Sledge: How about the 38 caliber kind. Let's get a move on in there!


Kid (VO) OK. Ready or not here we come!


The trailer opens and two kids come out the trailer door before slamming back shut.


Sledge: A two for one special. This must be my lucky day or our perp is really just bad at math.


Doreau: Good job Sledge! Keep them coming.


Sledge: Any more you want to release?


Kid (VO) Don't push it mister!


Sledge: Just asking. So what comes next on your list? And keep in mind we're on a tight budget. I can get you some discounted tickets on greyhound.


Kid(VO) How about a plane?


Sledge: By plane? I think that can be arranged.


Doreau shakes her head no.


Sledge: On second thought, looks like you'll have to go coach.


Kid (VO) Why?


Sledge looks at Doreau for an answer. She shakes her head.


Sledge: Now don't get all sobby on me. None of us travel much, so we can't spare the points. You give up?


Kid (VO) OK.


Sledge: OK? You sure?


Kid (VO) Yea.


Sledge: This is turning out better than I thought. Are you sure your sure?


Kid (VO) I'm sure


Sledge: You really mean it? With cheese on top?


Kid (VO) With cheese on top.


Sledge: How about with a cherry too?


Sledge bangs on the trailer with his gun.


Sledge: Somethings not right here Doreau!


Doreau: What do you mean.


Sledge: This is too easy!


Kid (VO) No. We really mean it with cherries on top!


Sledge: We're out of time!


We hear the kids sobbing. Sledge tries the trailer door but it is locked.


Sledge: Stand back!


Bang! He shoots the door. It swings open. A few kids run out as Sledge jumps in. The trailer door closes back up. We hear shuffling as the trailer rocks back and forth.


A swat team shows up.


Swat1 approaches


Doreau: Stand down! Weve got an officer in there struggling with the suspect.


They stand and watch.


The trailer eventually comes to a standstill. Doreau approaches.


Doreau: Sledge? Is everything okay?


Swat goes to the trailer door and then goes in.


They carry Sledge out. He looks pretty banged up


Doreau: Sledge! Are you okay?


She slaps him on the cheek. Sledge wakes up.


Sledge:Oh Doreau.Its you. Looks like I made it out alive. How are the kids? Did they catch the perp?


Swat1: We searched the trailer, he was the only one in there.


Doreau: What did he look like?


Sledge: Oh he was about this high with blond hair with a 38 in a suit and tie.


Doreau and swat look at each other.


Sledge passes out. A couple of medics wheel him to an ambulance.


FADE OUT


END OF TEASER