Episode One - YELLOW AMENDS - 10/04/12
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INT. THE DEN - DAY 1/81 Although you’d never know it was morning. The velvet luxury of this darkened townhouse. Shutters drawn, lights still on. The remnants of a scene of utter debauch. Champagne, Absinthe, Opium. Bedrooms - their doors open. Various GENTLEMEN and various TARTS. States of absolute exhaustion. Find ROSE - the torn and stained state of her dress testament to what the night held for her. Moving amongst it. Looking for the exit. Finds a front door locked. No keys in evidence either. Rose kicks at it. It doesn’t budge. Shakes at set of shutters. No traction there either. ROSE - climbing through bodies, finds a poker by a fireplace. Moves to a shuttered window, uses the poker to - smash the bars that hold the shutters in place. Light floods into the room. Men and women stir. Rose - throwing a window open, but -- DONALDSON (O.S.) Oh no, my beauty. A brutal backhand to her face. Rose - spins. Makes to strike with the poker. But Donaldson has her by the wrist. Twists -- DONALDSON You’re with me. ROSE No. Tristan or Bertrand or whatever your name is - I’m going home. DONALDSON I’ve paid for you and you’re mine. And he strikes for her. Hard. Drags her away. I/E. TOWNHOUSE - DAY 1/82 REID, DRAKE, their MEN - gathered outside the close-shuttered exterior of this upmarket townhouse. Silence. Until REID blows his whistle. And a ram crunches through the oak door. Inside - UNIFORMS pour in, REID and DRAKE with them. But REID is stopping now, his face falling. The house is deserted. Drapes over furniture. REID puts his finger through a thick film of dust on a window sill. INT. 22 TENTER STREET - DAY 1/83
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JACKSON - his frustration with SUSAN’S attitude -- JACKSON
She needs to hear what I have to say - she’s to stop with the smut.
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