Episode One - YELLOW AMENDS - 10/04/12
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INT. LEMAN STREET - COMMUNICATIONS ROOM - DAY 1/35 The frankly terrified face of Constable Hobbs, his neck rigid in a bright, white brace, sat at the only desk in this white, pristine, silent space. A world away from the rest of the station. On the desk and in front of Hobbs - a shiny, new Telegraph. Entirely untouched. REID Hobbs. You were instructed, were you not? HOBBS Yes, Inspector. REID Well? HOBBS It’s a bit of a handful, sir. REID (a frustration) It’s the future! DRAKE - gentle, stepping in -- DRAKE The lad might come to terms with it sooner, sir, if you weren’t stood so close. REID - acknowledging this. Steps back. To JACKSON who’s greatly entertained by all this -- JACKSON That, Reid, is the human barrier to progress. Reid - not so amused. But catches sight of something. The sleeves of his coat. Dark ruby stains: dry blood. REID I’m home to change. (to Drake) And you’ll be needing rest too. Then - to JACKSON, a new thought -- REID (CONT’D)
Captain Jackson. The tonic you took from her thighs. Have you wondered if it might not be some kind of silver solution?
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