1 The Alien Diaries by Glenn J. Devlin Copyright (c) This screenplay may not be used or reproduced without the express written permission of the author. Glenn J. Devlin
2 FADE IN: EXT. BACKYARD - DAY SUPER: Wheaton, Illinois ASHER BRADFORD, 30s, dapper with a slicked back haircut and a kind face. An aging leather necklace of seashells hangs from his neck. Asher admires a 9 meter parabolic dish. Another man approaches. GROTE REBER, bookish, 26. Asher smiles. GROTE How did you- ASHER Your work is impressive. GROTE Thank you. ASHER What frequency are you working at? GROTE Well megahertz isn t working and I m at 900 megahertz. ASHER Try 160 megahertz. (beat) Tell me, Mr. Reber. Does it send? GROTE No. Just receive. Besides, what would I send? A faint disappointed look crosses Asher s face. He hands a business card to Grote. ASHER I look forward to hearing of your progress, Mr. Reber. (beat) Good day. Asher leaves a baffled Grote standing in his yard.
3 2. EXT. ARECIBO OBSERVATORY - DAY The 1,000 feet radio telescope is nestled in the green rolling hills. SUPER: JANUARY, 1967 A lone ponytailed figure with a backpack approaches the laboratories adjacent the massive dish. INT. ARECIBO OBSERVATORY - LABORATORY - DAY SCIENTISTS converse quietly at their terminals. Asher, closer to 50 now, with a ponytail and several days of stubble. The ever present necklace of seashells graces his neck. From his backpack, Asher extracts a small box with analog wires. The box has one button and a LED. He slides the device next to the terminal out of sight and plugs it into the computer. Next, he pulls on a set of headphones and plugs it into an analog port on the box. He presses a button on the box and waits. A faint pulsing noise. A green light appears. He presses a button under the green light and waits. A series of repetitive pulsing sounds emit from Asher s headset. A faint hum and the lights in the room dim. Other terminals go dark. Loud exclamations from various scientists. After several seconds, the pulsing stop. Looking around one more time, Asher unplugs the box and removes his headphones. He places both devices in his backpack. He walks away from the terminal as the buzz of annoyance grows from the puzzled scientists. INT. ARECIBO OBSERVATORY - DAY SUPER: JANUARY Asher, in his 60s, with his hair neatly cut and growing sideburns, reads a series of printouts from a chattering dotmatrix printer.
4 3. Disappointment grows on his face as he scans the papers. He stuffs the printouts into a trash bin and leaves the laboratory. EXT. ARECIBO OBSERVATORY - DAY Asher, sans sideburns and more distinguished, sits at a table on the observation deck that overlooks the massive radio telescope. SUPER: JANUARY On the table is a laptop. The laptop beeps. A readout spills across the screen. A series of numbers. A countdown starts. An electrified look crosses Asher s face. Asher smiles. He absently fingers the necklace of seashell hanging from it. ASHER Five more years. EXT. BOOKSTORE - NIGHT A small, cozy bookstore. The sign reads: Treasure Island Books. SUPER: PRESENT DAY On the window, a poster: Going out of business sale. A black limousine glides up to the curb. INT. LIMOUSINE - NIGHT Asher, now in his mid 70s, silver haired and distinguished. In his gnarled hands, an ipad. Asher moves his finger across the surface of the tablet and pulls up a program. A readout appears: Connected to Arecibo Observatory. ETA: 28 days. 672 hours. 30 minutes. 15 seconds. The numbers count backwards. Asher closes the program.
5 4. CURTIS, 50 s, black, looks up from his place behind the wheel. CURTIS Mr. Bradford? Asher places the ipad on the seat and picks up a brown package. ASHER It s time. CURTIS Do you think he s the one? ASHER I think he s a good man. We only have about 28 days or so. CURTIS What about the girl? ASHER She will be on her way tomorrow. CURTIS She s getting married, you know. ASHER No, she s not. EXT. LIMOUSINE - NIGHT Curtis opens the door and Asher emerges. Together, they enter the store. INT. BOOKSTORE - NIGHT Thousands of used paperback and hardcovers line the shelves. BRAYTON, a jeans and t-shirt guy, looking older than his 40 years. Lines of sadness fail to mask his handsome features. Colin climbs down from a ladder with a stack of books. He jams them into a cardboard box on the counter. The bell over the front door jangles. Asher enters followed by Curtis.
6 5. ASHER Good evening. Colin glances up from his work. I m sorry but we re closing. ASHER Pardon my intrusion, Mr. Brayton. I won t trouble you for more than a few minutes of your time. I m Asher Bradford. This is my chauffeur, Curtis. I m sorry. Do we know each other? Asher extends a friendly hand. ASHER Not really. Why don t you call me Asher, Mr. Brayton? Handshakes among the three men. Just Colin. Asher nods to Curtis. Curtis wanders off. CURTIS Got any Stephen King books? Third aisle. Help yourself to whatever you find. ASHER I wonder if I could trouble you with this? Asher hands Colin the package. Colin glances at the package uncertainly. He opens the top and peers inside. It s an old book. He opens the drawer underneath the register and pulls on a pair of cotton gloves. Tenderly, he extracts the book from the package. The book s title, A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens.
7 6. Good condition. No blemishes. Baffled, he flips open the page and runs a gloved finger over the publishing date It s not even foxed. A smile crosses Asher s face. Sorry. There s no rust-colored spots on the pages from mold. This is worth almost twenty five hundred dollars. Colin places the book back inside the package and slides it over to Asher who pushes it back with a smile. Asher smiles. Colin hesitates. ASHER I deal with real estate from all over the world. You name it, I own property there. You ve heard of the Dibble Estate? It s one of the oldest homes in Virginia. Some wealthy investor just- You? I - I still don t quite see- ASHER I want to donate the property back to the historical society. Of course, the entire property must be appraised for insurance purposes and this is where you come in. I m not sure where I fit in. ASHER The Dibble Estate has thousands of books that need to be evaluated, categorized, and appraised. (beat) You will be well compensated for your services.
8 7. Can...can I think about it for a night at least? Asher smiles. He pulls out a business card and places it on the counter. ASHER Of course. Curtis wanders up to the counter with some Stephen King paperbacks. How much? CURTIS Ah, keep em. Curtis nods in appreciation and drops a twenty on the counter. I insist. CURTIS Curtis opens the door for Asher who pauses. ASHER I m very sorry for your loss. Asher leaves. Colin turns his attention back to the counter and pauses. Bewilderment crosses his face. How did you know- Through the glass, Colin watches the black limousine pull away from the curb. EXT. BOOKSTORE - NIGHT A dreary rain falls. The store lights turn off. With the brown package tucked under his arm, Colin locks the door. He gets into a battered pick up truck and drives away into the night.
9 8. EXT. S HOUSE - NIGHT Colin notices a piece of paper on the door. Notice of Foreclosure and Auction. With a frustrated grunt, he rips down the paper. Colin whirls. BANKER (O.S.) Forgive me, Mr. Brayton. I should have taken that down in the first place. A shadowy figure stands up from the porch swing. The BANKER, 60s, wearing a trench coat steps into the glow of the faint porch light. I ve been trying to call you guys to set up something. BANKER That will not be necessary, Mr. Brayton. The elderly gentleman reaches into his coat pocket and extracts an envelope. BANKER Congratulations. Puzzled, Colin takes the envelope and opens it. He scans the letter. A look of amazement crosses his face. Is this some kind of joke? BANKER I assure you it isn t. The house is yours free and clear. If you read the second page, you will see that the lease to the bookstore is paid off. The banker unfurls his umbrella. He offers his hand to a dazed Colin who shakes it slowly. BANKER You have a good night now, Mr. Brayton. The banker steps off the porch and into the rain.
10 9. INT. S HOUSE - NIGHT Unkempt. Clothes scattered. Furniture at odd angles. Pictures of Colin, a woman, and a young boy - all askew. Assorted toys strewn about. Colin steps on a plastic green army man. He bends down and picks it up. Turns it over several times in his hand and places it in his pocket. A pause and from his pocket he pulls out Asher s card. INT. HOTEL - FRONT DESK - DAY Curtis reads a Stephen King paperback. He glances up when Colin enters the foyer. He gets up and approaches Colin at the front desk with a manila folder. CURTIS Mr. Bradford left for Abu Dhabi this morning. Colin shuffles the folder in his hand. A magnetic card slides out. Thanks. CURTIS Thanks for the books. EXT. GRAVEYARD - DAY Colin on his knees. A bottle of water nearby. He digs two small holes with a trowel and plants fresh flowers. The gravestones read: BRIDGET BRAYTON SEAN BRAYTON Colin wipes the dirt off his hands. Sprinkles water over the flowers. EXT. ROADS - DAY Colin s battered, worn truck drives through miles of winding empty country road. The truck whips past a sign in a flurry of dead leaves. Welcome to Virginia.
11 10. EXT. DIBBLE PLANTATION - DAY Colin pulls the truck up to the massive wrought-iron gates. He stops next to the security slot. Ahead, past the gates, a tree-shrouded driveway leads up to a massive mansion. Colin opens a manila envelope and pulls out the magnetic card. A quick swipe and the gates rattle open. The truck slides past the gates towards the stately manor. The gates close behind Colin. EXT. DIBBLE HOUSE - DAY The truck grinds to a halt in front of the large colonial twostory mansion. INT. FOYER - DAY Colin closes the oak doors. An echoing boom reverberates through the spacious foyer. A graceful staircase twirls up to the dimly lit second floor. Taking in the sights, Colin dumps his bags. Hello? Colin s voice echoes through the foyer. INT. KITCHEN - DAY Sunlight that filters through the windows of a replica of an 18th-century kitchen. A long wooden table with benches in the middle of the room. Pots and pans hang from hooks. A giant fireplace in one wall. On the table are several oil lamps and matches. Colin wanders over to the pantry. Pickled and preserved foods. Bread. He tears a small chunk of bread and chews cautiously. It s good. Colin rips another piece of bread and leaves the loaf on the table. He exits the kitchen.
12 11. INT. LIBRARY - DAY Colin pushes open the double doors. He s awestruck. The barely illuminated walls are adorned with paintings and violins. Colin searches for a light switch. There is none. He spots an oil lamp and a box of matches on an elegant table. He strikes a match and lights a lamp. The room brightens. Mahogany shelves line the wall from floor to ceiling. Behind the ultra-violet tinted glass doors are rows of neatly shelved, crisp leather bound books. Colin pulls on his white cotton gloves and opens the glass cabinet. He scans the titles. He reaches behind the book and gently pushes it outwards. With his other hand, he grasps the book by the middle spine and pulls the book out. Amazement registers on his face. Pilgrim s Progress. Crisp clean pages. No sign of wear and tear. Binding is intact. First printing. Unbelievable. He shelves the book and selects another one. Jules Verne - Around the World in 80 Days. Near perfect. INT. LIBRARY - LATER Neatly stacked piles of books next to Colin s open laptop. Another book. Colin opens it. It s a diary. He turns the pages. Stops. Squints at the writing. (V.O.) June 18, Clinton has moved his Army into Virginia. The servants say that the British are disorganized and the end is near. Not taking his eyes off the pages, Colin walks over to the window and settles on the window seat.
13 12. EXT. PLANATION - DAY (1781) A large two story Georgian mansion in the middle of the lush Virginian countryside. In the distance, slaves work the tobacco fields. INT. BARN - DAY Pretty DIBBLE, 15, gazes over a row of six howitzer cannons. DIBBLE, 30s, confers with TOM BUTTON, African-American, graying, 50s, I can t risk your men in bringing the guns to Yorktown. It s better I ride out and get some armed men to move them. TOM All right, sir. Come, Kate. Let me say good-bye to mama and the boys. Yes, Papa. Paul and Kate leave. Tom covers the guns with burlap sacks. EXT. DIBBLE HOUSE - PORCH - DAY (1781) The Dibbles on the porch. Paul with his musket on his back. DIBBLE, 30s, straightens his jacket with a look of concern on her face. Kate tucks a bouquet of flowers into Paul s pocket. Papa gives her a hug. ROBERT, 10, has a violin tucked under his arm. ANTHONY, 12, pockets his carving knife. Paul hugs both boys. Anthony gives his father a small carved wooden soldier. It s beautiful.
14 13. Paul admires the soldier. He tucks it into his pocket and turns to Robert. You ll play something to send me off? As Robert plays a melancholy tune, Mary and Paul hug and kiss. Mary touches the bracelet on Paul s wrist. Paul smiles knowingly and caresses Mary s hand. Come back soon. Another hug. They break and Paul ruffles Robert s hair. How about something a little more merry this time? Robert switches to a cheery tune. Tom Button waits nearby with Paul s horse. You ll watch my family, Tom Button? TOM That I will, sir. Paul mounts his horse. Paul and Tom shake hands firmly. TOM God bless you, sir. And you as well, my friend. The family watches Papa ride down the tree shaded drive that leads to the main dirt road. INT. LIBRARY - DAY (PRESENT DAY) Colin lowers himself in an easy chair, reading. (V.O.) August 15, It has been ages since I ve written anything in this book. No word from Papa. General Cornwallis is fortifying Yorktown. (MORE)
15 14. (V.O.) (cont'd) We ve got word that the French and American troops are marching towards Yorktown. Another page. Colin frowns. (V.O.) August 16, Something peculiar happened tonight. EXT. DIBBLE HOUSE - PORCH - NIGHT (1781) A gorgeous starry night. Kate sits on the swing. She bites off a thread from a small sweater and fits it over a beautiful porcelain doll. Mary reads under the glow of the oil lamp. Robert plays the violin. Anthony carves a wooden animal with skillful hands. Mary drops her knitting. She gives a startled cry. (in Paul s voice) What do you want? Kate shrinks back from the unexpected change in Mary s voice. Mama? A spurt of blood gushes from Mary s nose. Her head jerks violently back and forth as an invisible force rains blows on her face. Horrified, the boys leap to their feet. Mama! Mama! Another unseen punch and Mary is knocked to the porch floor. Red welts appear on her face. Kate screams. (in Paul s voice) I don t know what you re talking about!
16 15. Mother! Mary sags. (normal voice) Help me. The boys pull their mother from the floor and gently lower her onto the rocking chair. With a sigh, she leans back. Before Kate can apply a handkerchief to Mary s bloodied nose, the welts and the blood slowly fade. Startled, Kate shrinks back. Mary smiles. Mama, what is happening? Papa will be home soon. Mary absently fiddles with a bracelet on her wrist. She doesn t take her eyes off the darkness. A distant rumble. It s almost time for bed everyone. The boards on the porch tremble. The wind moans eerily. Uneasy glances among the family. A great white light pushes back the darkness. INT. DIBBLE HOUSE - LIBRARY - DAY (PRESENT DAY) Colin flips over the page. It s the last one. A look of chagrin crosses his face. He glances at the shelves. One by one, he pulls out the books. No other diary is found. EXT. ROADS - DAY A Cadillac SUV races down the desolate country roads.
17 16. INT. CADILLAC (MOVING) - DAY Behind the wheel, MADELINE () PRENTICE, 40s, attractive features. Dressed to the nines in stylish business attire. A cell phone rings. Maddy answers. I m - I m driving. What s wrong? EXT. SCENIC OUTLOOK - DAY On the phone, Maddy leans on the SUV. She doesn t take her tearful eyes off the distant mountains. What about the wedding? What about everything we ve worked for? (beat) How far along is she? The tears fall easily. Maddy takes two steps to the edge of the scenic outlook and flings the phone into the chasm. EXT. DIBBLE PLANTATION - DAY Maddy skids the Cadillac SUV to a stop at the gate next to the control panel. The window slides down. She swipes her card through the scanner. The gates creak open. As soon as the gates open wide enough, Maddy sends the Cadillac barreling through. EXT. DIBBLE HOUSE - DAY Maddy s car stops next to Colin s beat up truck. Maddy steps from the car. Poised, her heels click with authority as she walks up the porch steps. INT. DIBBLE HOUSE - FOYER - DAY The door bangs shut. Maddy stops at the mirror. Her eyes are puffy. She pulls her hair back into a neat bun.
18 17. An engagement ring shimmers on her finger. With a frustrated grunt, she pulls it off. Colin hurries from the library. He stops at the sight of Maddy who spins away from the mirror. She stuffs the ring in her pocket. A frozen moment as Maddy and Colin stare at one another. Are you all right? Maddy prods Colin s belongings scattered on the floor with her Jimmy Choo. I see you ve made yourself very comfortable, Mr. Brayton. Colin, please. Colin extends his hand. While I m here, it s going to be Mr. Brayton. And Ms. Prentice to you. Maddy blows past Colin s outstretched hand to the kitchen. Colin follows. (sotto) Ms. Prentice? INT. DIBBLE HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY Maddy stops at the partly torn bread left on the counter. Let me be clear on one thing, Mr. Brayton. I do not clean up after guests. I gather that you re not the french maid.
19 18. Mr. Bradford hired me to preserve and restore the Dibble estate back to its original Colonial charm. We are doing extensive renovations on the property both the house and the surrounding lands. Ho-kay... I ll show you your room, Mr. Brayton. Maddy whisks out of the room. Bewildered, Colin follows. INT. DIBBLE HOUSE - FOYER - DAY Maddy stops outside a door and unlocks it. She pushes it open. An office. INT. DIBBLE HOUSE - OFFICE - DAY A laptop sits on a desk. Maddy lights an oil lamp. The soft yellow glow fills the room. Should you have any questions, I can be found here. Where are the lights? When Mr. Bradford set out to restore this house, he made it very clear - there were to be no visible electric lights. No TV? No TV. With a bemused look, Colin follows a pert Maddy across the foyer.
20 19. INT. FOYER - DAY Colin follows Maddy out of the office. How can I charge my laptop battery? There are several hidden outlets. I can show you where they are. We also have wi-fi as well. INT. DIBBLE HOUSE - STAIRCASE - DAY Maddy makes her way briskly up the circular staircase. You will prepare your own meals, do your own laundry and help keep the place immaculate. INT. DIBBLE HOUSE - SECOND FLOOR HALLWAY - DAY Colin follows Maddy. Are you familiar with the history of the Dibble family, Mr. Brayton? A bit. Paul Dibble built the house in 1772 for his wife and three children. Correct. Paul Dibble was tragically killed in a fire in The house was rebuilt by Mary Dibble. Maddy stops outside a bedroom. Colin wanders into: This was Kate Dibble s room. Much of it has been recreated by our experts.
21 20. INT. S BEDROOM - DAY A four poster bed. A dresser. A row of tiny sea shells rest on top. Various porcelain dolls sit on the shelves around the room. One doll has a crack on its white porcelain surface. As Colin reaches for the antique doll- I d rather you not touch anything, Mr. Brayton. Colin lowers his hand. Sorry. Colin notices the portrait of Kate Dibble. The painting of Kate shows her in a formal pose with her hair tied up but dropping down behind her head in a series of curls. That s Kate Dibble when she was 15 years old. Maddy leaves. Colin s gaze briefly lingers on the portrait before he finally tears his eyes away. EXT. DIBBLE HOUSE - SECOND FLOOR HALLWAY - DAY Maddy stops outside another door. This is your room. Maddy pushes the door open. INT. S ROOM - DAY Lovely, elaborate wood carvings of various animals and toy soldiers line the shelves. Colin reaches into his pocket and pulls out a tiny plastic soldier and puts it next to the carved wooden solider. The moment is not lost on Maddy as she lights an oil lamp. She looks as if she wants to object but then stops. In one corner of the room sits an old violin.
22 21. Robert and Anthony s room? Maddy nods. Colin lowers himself on to the bed. The outhouse is outside. You can take a bath in the kitchen. There s a large basin you can use. Maddy stops at the door. Her features soften. Mr. Bradford mentioned that there are more books in the attic. You can check those out if you want to. Thanks. INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - DAY Colin opens a narrow door. Wooden steps lead up to the attic. INT. ATTIC - DAY Assorted odds and ends. Boxes and trunks. Maddy shivers as she climbs the steps. She pulls her shawl tightly around her. Come up here often? Colin threads through several stacked crates. I ve only been up here once or twice. Colin opens another crate. He pulls out several books wrapped in cloth. A clap of thunder. EXT. DIBBLE PLANTATION - DAY Tentacles of lightning flicker from the gray, foreboding clouds. Thunder rumbles. The wind picks up and the trees sway.
23 22. INT. ATTIC - DAY As darkness creeps into the room, a steady glow emanates from a dusty chest sitting on a crate. Maddy frowns. Mr. Brayton? Colin doesn t look up from a book. Yeah? Maddy doesn t answer. Colin glances up and follows Maddy s transfixed gaze to a chest. A soft yellowish glow pulses from the chest. The light pours out of the keyhole and through the cracks. Colin s eyes widen. He approaches the chest. Colin tugs at the lock. He picks up an old crowbar. Absolutely not, Mr. Brayton! Colin gives Maddy a hopeful look. Maddy touches her hair. Looks evasive. No. Colin waggles up the crowbar. Fine. With a sigh, Maddy pulls the pin from her hair. Her hair tumbles down to her shoulders. She transforms from a Sunday morning woman to a Saturday night lady. Colin notices. He freezes as he takes the pin from Maddy. Sensing his gaze, Maddy piles up her hair and holds it in place. Colin blinks. Carry on, Mr. Brayton. Right.
24 23. Colin picks the lock. He hands the pin back to Maddy who ties up her hair. Colin opens the trunk. The glow fills the room with a a warm soft light. He reaches into the box and pulls out an old shackle that emits a steady yellowish glow. What is it? Colin turns the shackle over in his hands. I...I don t know. There are inscriptions on the band. He hands over the shackle to Maddy and extracts an envelope from the trunk. A clap of thunder shatters the silence. Startled, Maddy drops the shackle. A shaft of sunlight punches through the attic window as Colin and Maddy stare at one another in wonderment. Uneasy, Maddy takes the envelope from Colin s outstretched hand. He picks up the fallen shackle. With gentle fingers, Maddy opens the envelope and pulls out a piece of paper faded with age. Maddy reads. Maddy frowns. What does it say? It s a letter asking the orphanage to take care of Kate, Anthony and Robert. So they re adopted? It looks like it. Maddy glances up from the letter. She notices Colin thumbing through a book. What did you find? Colin doesn t look up from the book.
25 24. A diary. (V.O.) August 17, I m rather fortunate to find the second diary that Mama had given to me last Christmas. Knowing Robert and Anthony would try to read it, I had to hide it well. I may have underestimated myself this time. EXT. DIBBLE HOUSE - PORCH - NIGHT (1781) Kate glances up in astonishment as a roar engulfs the air. The porch floorboards rattle in unison. Pure white light floods the plantation, lighting up the area for several seconds. A fiery object arches over the distant trees and disappears. An orange bright flash silhouettes the branches of the forest followed by a muffled rumble. A mushroom of fire curls into the air to form a defiant fist. A blast of wind whips around. The windows implode into silvery shards of glass. Robert and Anthony bound down the steps. No! The boys stop. Flickering torches prick the darkness. Torches in hand, Tom Button and several African-Americans hurry across the fields. TOM Mrs. Dibble, are you all right? Mary stares at the faint orange glow in the woods. Yes, we re fine, Tom. Mary looks anxiously at each of the children. Tom stares at the faint pulsing glow in the woods. TOM Boys. With me.
26 25. Mary rushes down the porch steps. She stops in front of Tom and the slaves. No! Go back to your cabins and remain with your families. But- TOM Do what you are told, Tom. TOM Very well, Mrs. Dibble. Tom? TOM Yes, Mrs. Dibble? Do not let anyone set one foot in the woods. Not tomorrow. Not the next day. TOM Yes, ma am. Tom? Ma am? TOM We will be needing new window panes. TOM I will go to the village at daybreak, Mrs. Dibble. Good night, Tom. Tom touches his hat. The servants drift back through the darkness. Mary watches them go until their torches are like fireflies in the distance. Mary turns to face the children.
27 26. The very same goes for you. Specially, you two. Mary glares at the boys. Upstairs. Bed now. INT. S BEDROOM - NIGHT (1781) Mary reads a book by the oil lamp. Kate stares out the window at the faint orange light in the distant woods. The boys sleep on the floor with blankets and pillows. Mama? Mary lowers her book. What is it? I can t sleep. Mary pulls Kate close and strokes her hair. What troubles you, mama? The falling star. Kate touches Mary s bracelet that dangles on her wrist. Mama? Yes? You and Papa have the same bracelet. We exchanged them when we were courting.
28 27. Can I try it on? Mary covers the bracelet with the sleeve of her blouse and pulls Kate close. I think you should try and go to sleep. Kate watches her mother s worried features in the faint light from the woods. I can t sleep. Kate gets out of bed and settles before a wooden desk. She lights a candle and pulls a diary out from a compartment. Mama? Yes? Did you ever meet our parents when you adopted us? Mary shakes her head sadly. How come you and Papa don t have children. Mary frowns. Kate flushes. I m sorry, Mama. Mary manages a smile. The doctor says I m not fertile. Oh. Dipping the quill in an ink pot, Mary writes. With a thoughtful look on her face, Mary watches Kate write with slow purposeful strokes in the glow of the candlelight.
29 28. INT. LIBRARY - DAY (PRESENT DAY) Colin lowers the diary onto the table next to the trunk from the attic. My God. Maddy looks unimpressed. That young lady had quite an imagination. In 1781? I don t think so. Maddy pulls a book from the shelf and drops it in front of Colin. Frankenstein - by Mary Shelly Colin winces as the book slaps the table. Mary Shelly wrote this when she was 19 years old. We re talking about something that crashed on this plantation 200 years ago. Colin picks up the book and puts it back on the shelf. I wish you wouldn t do that. Do what? Pull books from shelves by the top of their spines. You re supposed to reach over the top of the book- Maddy stares at Colin with a look of amazement. Never mind. A faint ringing noise. Colin glances at Maddy with a puzzled look. She spins out of the room.
30 29. INT. S OFFICE - DAY Maddy and Colin sit before a laptop. Asher smiles and waves through the video chat which originates from the first class cabin of an airplane. We found this. Maddy opens the chest and extracts the glowing shackle. She displays it in front of the webcam. Asher frowns. He leans forward to the camera. ASHER Where did you find that? In the attic. Asher s face changes to a look of fear. ASHER This is all wrong. They re early. Who is early? ASHER Listen to me. Leave the house right now. Do not take the shackle with you. Do you understand me? I don t- Now! ASHER Well it s late- ASHER Now, Madeline! Now! Get out of the house! Leave that thing behind before they- The video chat pops out and the screen goes dark. The internet access icon shows a red bar with a slash through it. Maddy looks uneasy. They? Who is they?
31 30. We better do what he says. INT. JET - FIRST CLASS The video conference screen on Asher s laptop goes dark. Asher s face turns pale. His fingers tremble as he shuts down the video conference software and flips to another program. The screen displays a count down. Thirty days left to go. No. ASHER He the phone from the seat and dials a few numbers. His voice trembles as he speaks. He never takes his eyes off the countdown on the screen. ASHER Curtis? I need to change my travel itinerary. EXT. DIBBLE HOUSE - DRIVEWAY - DAY Maddy emerges from the house with Colin close behind, carrying a suitcase. You are making a big mistake, Mr. Brayton. Mr. Bradford isn t going to like this. I ll take my chances. Colin tosses Maddy s bag into the back of the SUV and closes the door. You know where to find me if you change your mind. Yeah. Colin watches Maddy drive away. He turns to the house... Maddy s car races towards him.. Shock on Colin s face as he dives away from impact.
32 31. Maddy s SUV plows Colin s parked truck with a sickening crunch. Maddy s head plunges into the blossoming airbag. Colin rips open the door of Maddy s SUV and frees Maddy from her seatbelt. Grimacing, he lifts Maddy out and carries her over to an oak tree. OAK TREE - DAY Colin settles a semiconscious Maddy against the tree. Are you alright? Maddy caresses her knee. I-I...how did your truck get in front of me? It didn t. You turned around. I - I didn t turn around. Colin stares at the wrecked vehicles. He fumbles for his cell phone. No bars. Got a phone? I threw it away. Colin looks perplexed. It s a long story. We better get you inside. He reaches to help Maddy but she brushes him aside and staggers to her feet. She limps several feet then hesitates. Come on. Colin places Maddy s arm around his neck and leads her to the house.
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