Episode One - YELLOW AMENDS - 10/04/12
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DRAKE Under our noses, sir.
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EXT. THE DEN - SECRET GARDEN - DAY 1/90 ROSE - her eyes adjusting to the bright light. Of DONALDSON above her, his knees pinning her to the terrace. In his hand - a vial of some kind, the liquid inside -- DONALDSON (CONT’D) This will calm you. And he forces her jaw apart. Pours it into her. EXT. STREETS - DAY 1/91 REID, DRAKE and JACKSON - running through the carnival mayhem of Whitechapel. The wonder of the whole neighbourhood passing by until -- They turn into this quiet, deserted street. All the houses about them derelict, run-down. Including the one at the end of the street outside which - two GREATCOATS stand sentry. REID Slow now. The three - slow purposeful strides toward the house. But - as they draw near - the GREATCOATS are taking no chances. Bring up a heavy SHOTGUN each. Aim and... JACKSON - the swiftest of moves. Two COLT .45s produced and unleashed. Two GREATCOATS spinning DEAD into the gutter. REID and DRAKE - twin looks of amazement to JACKSON, who just shrugs, moves on. EXT. THE DEN - SECRET GARDEN - DAY 1/92 CREIGHTON and his BOX - set up outside now. He has his dry- plate camera too. Takes a photograph as - DONALDSON and ROSE emerge from within dressed in that Egyptian finery. Take their place against this backdrop of ancient Egypt. ROSE - all fight gone from her; entirely stoned. Her desperate eyes swim to Creighton. Plead to him. But, Creighton - his fear, his shame - cannot meet them. Attends to his business. INT. THE DEN - DAY 1/93 DRAKE, REID, JACKSON - cautious now in the shuttered gloom of the place. Opening a door. Inside, their eyes adjusting, picking out the tangle of limbs and naked bodies.
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