| {Cut back to Gene's cell. A caption reads "Day
8" Loud and Charity are again talking to Gene through the intercom} Loud: Well I hope you're having fun Gene. We figured out what's going on and by the end of the day you're gonna have a new roommate in that cell. Gene: You really have a boring job because that's all you've been talking about since you got here. Charity: But that's not the point is it, the point is that every agent we have is surrounding the science building to meet Shelton and they're gonna get him. What do you say to that? Gene: I don't know if I should be sad or happy that you aren't there. Give that statement 5 minutes to make sense. {Cut to the Washington science building as FBI men have surrounded the place. Inside there are also a few armed men guarding a room full of scientists} Scientist: Are you absolutely sure all this is necessary? Scientist 2: You're new here, right? The guy that's gonna come here is a loon, and worse he thinks that we're loons for making him a loon. Scientist: To anyone who wasn't a scientist, that wold make no sense. Scientist 2: Come with me, I want to show you what exactly he's capable of. {The two scientists walk into another room filled with the devices seen in Shelton's lab before} Scientist 2: All these things are fakes, we found out, but he did build real versions of this stuff. Scientist: Hey, what's this piece of paper stuck to the gun over here?{He picks up a strange looking gun with said paper attached} Scientist 2: That wasn't there before.{Takes the paper}This is a note.{Reads it}Dear former comrades, in 90 seconds you shall find out that these fake devices served another purpose other than wasting your time. Call this a present for your giving me all the time I needed to create my plans by taking away my job and not listening to me. Thanks for being the kings of hypocrisy, William Shelton. P.S, this upcoming sneak preview will self destruct in 3 seconds. {Just then two of the devices in the room explode. The scientists are knocked down by the blow, then as they get up a tick tock sound is heard from every remaining device in the room} Scientist: Oh no, we gotta get out of here!{Cut back to the cell} Gene: Do you like surprises? Loud: Depends on how good they are. Gene: I'd reply to that but you need time to prepare yourself.{Just then a boom sound is heard outside} Charity: What was that?! Gene: Payback, pure and simple. Loud:{Quietly}He blew up the building. Gene: Tell me something I don't know. Charity: Did, did you know he was going to do that?! Gene: Yes. He told me before last week's battle that he knew that they'd come after him, so he figured he could transport his machines to wherever he was going, put in fake replicants for them to take to the science building, and then create, well, what you just heard by putting explosives in them. I don't think he was even at that building at all at any time today. Loud: You deliberately kept this from us until now?! You just played as big a part in the deaths of those people as Shelton! We can have you destroyed right now for this! Gene: Yes, I knew, but what makes you think I don't know more than that? I still have lots of information in my hard drive/brain that will be useful to catch him. And that is what you want to do, catch him, especially now, right? It's no shame to admit you want him to really pay for this, you and hundreds of people in this building and on the outside. Loud: You're right. But right now I should go and help the other agents recover from this attack!{Gets up} Gene: Are you a doctor? Are you a doctor?! If not, there's no reason to go there, they're the only kinds of people that can do anything good there. Of course, I knew someone that wanted to be a doctor and if certain people hadn't gotten in the way he would have been one and therefore be able to do something there, but no, he had to fail and then you had to kill him. Charity: Well at least you got that out of the way at last. Gene: And besides, today is one of our meeting days and I have questions about your past to ask. Sit back down.{Loud does}Now, let's talk about your teen years, that must have been a bit smoother since it was years after the battles. Loud: Yeah, things had finally calmed down, but we were still very much remembered. Now we could finally focus on what to do with the rest of our lives. Gene: Why didn't you go back on television and prove that you were funny after all? Charity: That would be basically inviting the press and public to stay in our house for an extended vacation. We wanted to stay out of the very public eye. Gene: Then what did you do? Loud: We went to school. Even though we knew everything about history, we figured there might be stuff there that could point us to actual careers later. Gene: Did you go together or separately, and were any other cast members with you? Charity: No, we decided it would be easier if we went separately, and there were no other cast members with either of us. Gene: So once again, our old friend irony arrives to play. You killed me to stay together, and now to move on from those moments, you had to stay apart. But then again I suppose you were able to develop new reputations of yourselves while in there, I mean every student can't help but fall under one stereotype or another. Loud: I'll let you know we did just fine, things were normal for us. Gene: Normal, you? Ha! You're a liar Loud, if things weren't normal for you in the past few years of your life why would things turn normal now? I thought we promised to be honest here. Loud: Still that's not the point. Gene: The last time I checked you're not the one who can decide what the point is, I am. I'm the prisoner, what I say you do because then you get what you want! Especially when I know what Shelton's gonna do to celebrate today's victory. Charity: A gusty thing to say when we know your lying abilities. Gene: True, but this does not fall under that category. This could be your best chance to get him, unless you decide to start a career in secret keeping. What happened in those school years? Loud: All right, you win. I'll tell you. When I was in school, even there the opinions on me were spilt, they hated me or they liked me. But it was kind of different this time. The people that liked me gave me some peace, it looked like they really did feel for me. Gene: I only need one guess to tell me that they didn't. Loud: It turned out they kept on telling any possible tormenters that I would do stuff to them if they messed with them, because if I could beat a mad scientist and a robot who used to be a mad scientist, I could beat anyone. Gene: That's unfair, technically you weren't the one that beat me, Charity was. Loud:{Ignoring Gene}Anyway, that would have been better if I hadn't found out on the last day. Gene: What do you mean? Loud: First I found out they were saying that stuff about me, I still thought they liked me. At first they told me I should defend them against any punks out there, it would shut my critics up and I could help people. Gene: And did you listen to them, Loud? Loud: Yes. In a way it kind of unleashed any anger I was still feeling over everything. The fame and memories and pressure were building up inside me, they set the spark to unleash it. I yelled at the people who tried to tease and torment my friends and a few times...it got physical. Gene: But you still were helping people, therefore your actions must have scored high on the social chart. Loud: Not really. Even though everything I did didn't distract me from schoolwork, people started to fear me. I wasn't a nerd or a bully, I was kind of a mix of both. But let me tell you now most of the time I yelled at people and sometimes threatened them, I rarely hit people, but my reputation before all that was enough to make that the general opinion. Gene: And then before you left school you found out you were defending people that just wanted your protection. You let out a lot of anger to protect nothing but weaseling rats. Loud:{Saddened}Yes, I did. Gene: But you were blind to it and you thought it would erase any bad memories, and all it did was create new ones. And I bet you still have anger in you. Loud: Yes. Charity:{Shocked}Loud, you never told me any of this stuff. Why? Loud: Because I thought I should handle it myself, I didn't want you to be concerned about me, you had your own stuff to do. I'm sorry. Charity: I just hope you're happy, Gene. That was very unnecessary. Gene: Since when did the truth become unnecessary? I knew he had some things to hide, now I helped him bring it out, it's all for the best. Charity: Well now you'd better tell us some truth of your own, where's Shelton? Gene: I guess you should be rewarded. His favorite place to hang out is the Motel 8 Hotel, not the Motel 5 or 7, but the Motel 8. Today is Wednesday, every Thursday he likes to come by and relax to have lunch at it's dining room at exactly 1:00. Loud: So he'll be there tomorrow? Gene: Yes, and this time I strongly advise you to keep this a secret, any attention will keep him from going there. At about 1:00 you should take an FBI task force and raid the dining room of the Motel 8, and make sure no one gets out, anyone of the people in there could be Shelton, he is a master of disguise and he'd be dumb to come in there as himself after today. And I strongly doubt he'll come in through the front door, just in case, so your only option is to go into the dining room at 1 PM. Check out every person in there thoroughly Charity: But that could mean terrorizing innocent people. Gene: At least it's not killing them like someone we know just did! After today's destruction and truth telling I think Loud deserves credit for ending this whole mess, this time you lead the agents into that hotel and capture him. And we both know you can't tell anyone where you got this info from, so you can take all the fame. Loud: All right, I'll do it. But you are right in saying that this has to be secret. I'd better go and work out the details with Drawford.{He leaves} Charity: Gene, you'd better be telling the truth. Gene: Trust me, Loud will be in quite a battle tomorrow.{To himself}One way or another. {Later that night, a view of the aftermath of the attack on the science building is seen on a TV behind the window of a store. Three people are watching this} Man: Well, I at least hope they're taking this guy seriously now, I mean, if he can do stuff like this, he can do anything, and he will.{We now see that the man is Shelton wearing a fake beard, heavier eyebrows, and he now looks bald. And now we see that the two people next to him are Cho-Cho and Lucky Bob, who looks exactly like he did before down to a T} Cho-Cho: To think that we've actually seen much worse people like that guy, right Lucky Bob? Lucky Bob: Yes, oh owner of that scary sentence. Shelton: Uh huh. Now, what do you say we get back down to business? As I've said, your failing careers as salespeople are not like that because you're annoying and people are tired of you knocking on their doors every few seconds, it's because you never have anything good to sell. Voice:{Coming from a cell phone Shelton is holding} Hey, I'll have you know our products are very useful, I mean, what kind of person wouldn't want to own all of Ton Green's hilarious movies and who could refuse to own the former Big Fat Baby's snot collection, the show he was on is history, so he's history, and that snot.. Shelton: Stop, I want to eat dinner later, Mr Chatterson! Now, as thrilling as those items are, I happen to have stuff that is far more profitable. But I need a few days to find it all, so I'll need all three of you to come to 1313 Maple Lane Drive on February 12'th to see it. Lucky Bob: But I gotta go to that place where the guys with the labcoats work to get my brain fixed. They're real nice, they even let me play with that smart little mouse Balgaron. Shelton: Well then you should be in a more happier mood when that happens, and that will happen by getting this stuff. Cho-Cho: Okay mister, um, what was your name? Shelton: I'm not as important as the stuff I'm willing to give up, so the name doesn't matter. You two run off now while I finish talking to your boss. Cho-Cho: Come on Lucky Bob, the guy who lives at the house across the street hasn't seen us in a while, so he may want to buy our crackers now. Lucky Bob:{Pulls out some kind of food}Here's crackers! Cho-Cho: Um, that's just your Cracker Jack collection. Lucky Bob: Ooh, and they still look tasty too.{He two walk away} Shelton:{Talking on his phone}Now I need you to be there too Mr Chatterson, you are the boss around here. Chit: Darn right, I mean I'm the most experience of any of those salesmen bosses out there, I was one of them and still am, and unlike them, I was on TV! Shelton: That's right, and because of that you can tell me how to contact the Warner Bros studio boss Bill Straitman, you know, your former co-star and the guy who got sick of being just a TV interviewer so he decided to run the TV interview shows and all the other shows too? Chit: Lucky stiff, I mean he wasn't even in those spin off like adventures the rest of my co-stars were in. Though that was probably good for him, I mean, I'm still counting my blessings that I wasn't in Washington 15 years ago. Oh, and his phone number is 632-9845. Now, let's get back to my blessings. Shelton: I think I'm done listening to peoples memories for today, so let's end our conversation. 1313 Maple Lane Drive, the 12'th of February, be there.{He hangs up and then looks at the TV again} Reporter: It is definitely confirmed that the attack on the Washington science building was the work of Dr William Shelton, a former employee of the organization and now noted mad prophet who believes robots should rule the world. It is not know if he is armed now, but he is extremely dangerous.{Photo of Shelton is shown} Shelton: Well, at least they caught my good side, I look very sexy. {Fade to the next day. We are now looking at a hotel, the Motel 8 hotel. Inside it's dining room, a female voice is talking while people are eating, many are listening to her though. The voice has a familiar Southern accent} Voice: At least half of all the famous violent battles in this country have taken place for one simple reason, prejudice. And where does prejudice come from? The very thing I've spoken out against for so many years, stereotypes. People will say that I am one of them, and they might be right, but that puts me in a far better place to talk about all this. Especially since I became so close with one of those stereotypes during the events that made me very famous 15 years ago, so I may not know a lot, but I know a lot about this, that's for dang sure! {Suddenly armed FBI agents burst into the scene} Agent: Freeze everyone! Wherever William Shelton is, don't bother to run, this time you are under arrest!{Everyone screams and is in a panic} Agent 2: Don't let anybody out, Shelton could get away! {Agents surround the exits while the owner of the speaking voice from a second ago, none other than Miss Information, who has a little less hair than before and is a little less thinner too, comes towards them} Miss Info: What's going on, I was in the middle of an important speech! Agent: We have reason to believe that mad man and terrorist William Shelton is here. We'll have to check all the guests here to see if Shelton is one of them is disguise. Check everyone, boys! Miss Info: That's crazy, where did you believe that that was true?! Agent: Sorry ma'am, that information is classified. Miss Info: Is someone other than you in charge of this thing, and can I talk to whoever that is?! Agent: Loud, someone wants to talk to you!{Loud comes over and is shocked to see Miss Info} Loud: Oh no. {A little later on, all the guests are leaving and are visibly outraged. Loud and Miss Info stay inside} Miss Info: What were you thinking, I wouldn't ask that if one of those people was Shelton, but it wasn't! You humiliated everyone and ruined my speech for nothing! Where did you get the idea to do this again?! Loud: I, I, I can't say, it's top secret. Miss Info: I know we've gone on different paths in our lives and our friendship has become a former friendship but were we through so little that I couldn't be warned about this before it happened?! Loud: We had to keep this a secret or he wouldn't have shown up if he had! Miss Info: Tell that to the people out there who have extra reason to believe in police brutality, one of the many evils I've spoken out on. So that means you're a former member of the stereotypes I speak for, and the current member of the system I'm speaking against. Loud: I've said it before and I will again, you're taking this whole new career of yours too seriously and too far. Miss Info: You're the reason I'm like this in the first place, with all our bonding all those years ago that gave me cause to stand up for the unfortunate prejudiced against people. But then again without all my speaking out for you back then you might never have gotten Charity's love, so that makes us even. Loud: I'm angry, and I'd rather not waste all my anger on you right now, though that remark made it tempting. Good bye! {He walks out of the hotel with the rest of the FBI agents. Miss Info sighs and walks away a second later. Just then, someone walks into the dining room and sits at a table, it is Shelton in digs again} Shelton: Ah, I made it at exactly 1:30, my usual time.{A waiter comes to his table}Looks like quite a struggle broke out here. Waiter: It was horrible, all those FBI men came in without warning and searched everyone because they thought one of our guests was that man that blew up a building! Shelton: Well, let me help you get your mind off that by ordering a steak and ham.{As the waiter walks away Shelton gets out his cell phone and talks into it}Put me through to Mr Straitman please. And while you're at it, tell me how I can contact Mr Sammy Melman. Yes I know he defected to D*sney but your voice actors do that all the time and you never complain about that. Well, okay, I'll just tell Mr Straitman that when I talk to him, you can now put me through so I can do that. {The next day, Loud and Charity are storming through the hall to Gene's cell, Loud especially. They walk inside the room} Loud:{Walking towards the cell} You set me up!! Oh right, you can't hear me without me speaking in the intercom.{Talks into the intercom}But in case my voice is still loud enough to make that possible, you'll be hearing this a second time, and you deserve it because you set me up!! Gene: Someone got out of bed grouchy today. Loud: I know you read the newspapers every day and it said the day before yesterday that Miss Info was gonna speak in the Motel 8, so you told me that stuff to ruin her talk and start a fight, don't deny it!! Gene: I choose to wave that option. I know for a fact he comes there every Thursday, maybe he came after you left. Loud: I'm not buying it, I know you, this was the perfect plan for you! Gene: Was Miss Info really angry at you? I am, because I shouldn't have had to find out from the newspapers that she was a big public speaker, you agreed to tell me these things. Charity: Does he really have to ask why he has to be honest and you don't? Gene: Not anymore thanks to you. But my first question has to be answered first, why wasn't I given info about Miss Info? Loud: I, I didn't think it was necessary because...well, because we're not friends anymore, so she no longer is a concern to you. Gene: I'll put a end to that statement's truthfulness by asking how that happened. Loud: I don't know why I'm telling you this. All right, well after all the battles we had our different paths to follow, she went back to being a tour guide and I tried to live my life with Charity. We weren't able to spend as much time as we wanted to. Charity: Then finally Miss Info quit the tour guide business because they were still mocking her for her, as you would say, dumbness, though she didn't nearly have it as bad as us. Loud: She finally decided that she was being mocked because they thought of her as a stereotype of a Southern woman. That made her upset especially since I was a stereotype of a loud little boy and we got so close doing those situations, she bounded with one of the things she thought she was. Charity: Finally years after it all, and at just about the time we finished school, she stopped searching for a new career because she found one, speaking out against stereotyping. She thought that many of our country's problems were born from that very thing. Gene: She was sort of like a more polite version of Dr Shelton, in other words. Loud: That was the next problem. The first was I wanted to help her do this stuff, but she said I'd been exposed too much to stuff like that. I was still a bit bitter after all that school stuff, so I accused her of thinking I wasn't able to handle it. From then on, every time I asked to help, our conversations became not as pleasant as we both hoped. Charity: Finally he gave up. A while later, we saw her speak out against all that stuff and Loud thought she was speaking a bit too harshly. Loud: I called her one night. I told exactly what Charity just told you, and she got upset, saying that how could I say that when at least most of what she said was true. I then said she would be in danger of becoming a national joke like so many Al Sharpton like people if she continued to be so extreme. Things then got a little heated, we said things we shouldn't have, and we hadn't spoken since until yesterday. Charity: It's not entirely their fault, they just went on different paths in their lives, that's all. Gene: So what you're saying Loud, is that your anger ruined things again? She was only trying to do good and help people and even help you still, and you had to be upset about it, your bitterness from the school issues carried over to this one. Not to mention all your hostility towards me since we got reunited, you were never that mad before. I think you've changed quite a bit since we last met. Loud: No. No, you're not gonna get me with that stuff again! Don't make me feel all guilty and vulnerable, that's what you want! Well no more, I'm gonna have these meetings canceled and suggest you be dismantled now, for good! Voice: No you're not, and I say that because I have the right job to make that happen.{The owner of the voice, Drawford, enters the scene. A bit later, they are talking in the hall} Loud: Sir, he made fools out of us twice and he's bringing up my past to get me, why can't we get rid of him? Drawford: Because he might still be able to help. I say this because I called the Motel 8, and people were so panicked no one came back to eat there after the raid, except one person, at exactly 1:30 PM, the second you all left. Loud: What does that have to do with anything? Drawford: I looked at the tapes from the motel that came from the cameras that watch over every room there, including the dining room. Therefore I was able to see what the man looked like. He was in disguise, but it's obvious that it was Shelton. So Gene was telling the truth, he just got the time wrong. Loud: Do you actually think he didn't get it wrong on purpose? Drawford: Well we deactivated him before imprisoning him, maybe he lost a bit of memory. Loud: Why are you defending him when we know for a fact he already helped destroy that building?! Drawford: That building is the reason why! William Shelton killed some of the best and brightest men and women we had and I don't want him to take anymore! And if Burrows can help that happen, this investigation will continue until then, with or without you! But I strongly suggest you keep going. Loud: I don't know, he's doing such a good job grilling me. Drawford: Then beat him at his own game. He agreed he'd tell you a bit about himself during this whole thing, there's certainly lots of things you can use to get him with there. Loud: Okay, I'll try, although that's not good enough at a time like this. {Loud walks back into the room to see Charity talking to Gene} Charity: So after graduating college, how long did it take to find the job in Long Beach? Gene: Almost a year. My problem was I set myself up too high. I was looking for job at the very top science organizations, but they wouldn't take me. In their eyes I was one of the lower ranked geniuses. I had no choice but to go to one of the mediocre systems, the one in Long Beach. Charity: And you started working there how many years before your plans began? Gene: 10. Oh, you should have seen me back then which you could if you were born back then. I was so nervous and alone, no one was there that I knew, and I thought they'd be snobs too. But, there was this one guy who wasn't. {Fade to 10 years ago as a younger Gene is entering the Long Beach science building. He looks a bit nervous until he hears a voice} Voice: New here, huh?{A younger Harry walks towards Gene} Gene: Yeah, I just got accepted in here. I've been trying to get into scientific jobs for sometime now, but now that I succeeded I have this feeling it'll all be anticlimactic. Harry: I'm actually surprised we got you, our people here told me you came highly recommended by the schools you were in. Gene: Tell that to half the country. Harry: By the way, to change the subject and make this a light first conversation, I've been asked to show you around this operation we have here and help you fit in. And so you don't feel nervous about doing this with a total stranger, let me show you I can be trusted by offering you the rest of my sandwich. Gene:{Laughing while taking Harry's sandwich}Do all you people here make simple offers in such lengthy ways? Harry: It's just a talent I have, I guess. Harry Norman. Gene: I thought you were showing me around, you didn't tell me you'd be calling someone else to help.{Laughs}Just kidding, I know what you meant. Gene Burrows is my name, I'm glad you didn't add that part on or I wouldn't have a joke to use. Gene:{V.O}So Harry helped me settle in and things were fine for the next 10 years until he had to introduce me to you people. Charity: How were you like during those 10 years? Gene: Aside from Harry, there weren't many people there I spent time with. I was kind of a driven man back then, much like today. I spent a lot of time by myself thinking and pondering how to better things around there. So much so that social outings didn't exactly become my cup of tea. Charity: So you were close to being a recluse? Gene: Of course not, I just spent more of my time than the others on science, that's all. It did admittedly make me tense when unnecessary bothers got to me, like your show. Loud: Let me jump in here for a moment. You worked mostly by yourself for 10 whole years and developed a hate of bothersome things, right? Gene: Yes, weren't you listening? Loud: I'm listening all right. I think I've figured out what your problem is. The snobby people you met before you got your job hurt you, so you decided not to take chances that the people in Long Beach were like that, therefore you backed away from most of them. Gene: Now that is just a pathetic attempt for payback. Loud: But entirely logical because it set up your intolerance for people, people different than yourself, and there are lots of those. It first introduced you to the concept of being easily annoyed by people, which may explain why you hated us so much. You were so committed to doing your job that you distanced yourself from most people, you set yourself up for your downfall. Gene: Now you're getting hurtful. Loud: I need to start evening the score somehow! We may have helped turn you into what you are but you started it all by being a bit too committed to your job, that's very unhealthy. That pretty much puts an end to your 1 1/2 decade long theories that we alone made people crazy and almost destroyed a city, doesn't it. Gene: Okay, there's only so much retribution a cyborg can take for one day, stop it! Loud: If I had more material to use that I hadn't already, I can assure you I wouldn't. But you can help me forget to try again by answering some questions. Shelton marked three dates down on his calendar, what he is gonna do on those dates? Don't tell me you don't know because enough times been wasted already. Gene: Okay. Shelton is gonna start something big on the 11'th and the 12'th involving people, normal citizens. And it'll all come to an end on the 17'th with a grand, probably deadly experiment. Loud: With normal citizens, who?! Gene: I don't know, he's probably picking them at random as we speak. You might have to look through every missing person file you have to see who he might have, of course, they might only be declared missing after those dates, so you've got a lot of work cut out for you. Loud: True, but we can end that by who telling me who they are, you lied to us twice, but the third time will be the charm for us now. Who are they?! Gene: I said I don't know, besides isn't our half hour time up by now? Loud: I can extend it as long as I want until I get what I need! Charity: Loud, calm down, who knows if you're getting worked up for nothing? Gene: As if that's a first. Charity:{Interrupting Loud before he answers back}Don't say anything, it's just what he wants. Loud: But I can tell you this isn't over nothing, we now know half of what Shelton's up to, and who knows, I might be worked up for something, you know his lying abilities! Charity: We can try this again next time, let's go this time. Loud: Fine, but let me tell you I at least got something on you this time Gene, not the other way around, remember that!{They leave} Gene:{Quietly}Oh, did you? Heh heh, did you really? {Fade to Harry Norman's house as he is watching a news report about the failed Motel 8 raid} Reporter: The FBI is continuing to take slack for yesterday's humiliating raid on the Motel 8 when they got the mistaken idea that notorious criminal William Shelton was inside. FBI Director Scott Drawford refused to comment, saying that it's the last thing they should worry about since that was the past, and the future could be in danger. {Harry turns off the TV and starts dialing on a phone} Harry: Hello, airport? When's the next available flight to Washington D.C?{Pause}Two days from now?! Yes, I know experts everywhere are flying in there because of all the trouble in that city, but they shouldn't hurt the people they're trying to save in the process!{Pause again}Fine, I'll stop wasting my breath complaining like you asked since I really need to get there myself. One plane ticket to Washington, please. {Cut to nighttime in Washington. A caption reads "Day...well actually now it's night 11" Charity is sitting on a bench starting at the monument of the H! cast we saw in the beginning. Drawford then walks up to her} Drawford: May I sit here? Charity: If I said no, I wouldn't have reason to worry because I don't work for you, but since I'm nice, go right ahead.{Drawford sits down} Drawford: It's quite frustrating that so much work can be forgotten so soon, isn't it? Charity: Huh? Drawford: Sorry, I'll clear that up. What I mean is that I've worked hard at bringing the FBI up to it's best for years, but now we've entered one of those problems where that is all tossed aside. No one will remember anything else I've done anymore when this is over, they'll remember this. So the question is, how do I want to be looked back on when I die? Will I be remembered as the man who helped save millions, or a man who let humanity's rein end in a sea of robotic torture? But worse yet, I'm starting to wonder if I'll be thought of as someone who helped save the world...but sacrificed the well being of the people who did all the work in the process. Charity: You could have just said you're worried about us instead of giving that big, breath depriving speech, you know. Drawford: Well this whole thing is one big series of confessions, I just thought I'd join in. Charity: It's my turn now, I guess. I'm real worried about Loud, he's trying so hard and Gene's still getting to him. He has so much mixed feelings inside him that now we all know can explode at the worst times. Before Gene tells you otherwise, let me say that he hasn't changed that much, he's still the nicest and most charming person I've ever known, but I'm scared that Gene will make him forget that. Drawford: He won't have the chance for at least 3 more days. I just got word that Gene only wants to talk to you tomorrow, and then he wants only to talk to Loud two days after that. Charity: Oh. Well, I, I guess I should have seen that coming, he's barely talked to me during all this.{She hangs her head down} Drawford: Don't tell me, you have some things to hide too, right? Charity: Some stuff that might be worse than what Loud's said to boot too. Drawford: Then don't tell Gene anything. Charity: I may have to, and I might just have to hurt Loud in order to help him. Drawford: Would you like to tell me about it first? Charity: Well, I'll at least tell you the easiest stuff. First of all, I've, I've never really destroyed that whole depression character trait of mine. Drawford: What, I thought any possible reasons for that would have vanished! Charity: It's kind of a spilt personality that I have. I can be so positive, helpful, and brave in public, by now I've done a very good job of hiding any sadness, but it's still there. You're right, there's no reason for me to be like that, but I guess it's one of those conditions that doesn't need a reason to stick around. Drawford: And Loud doesn't know? Charity: He has too much to worry about. And plus, perhaps all that was helped by my own school problems. Drawford: You too? You went through the same stuff Loud did? Charity: I wish. Actually, the opinion about me wasn't as spilt as it was with him, the reasons for it were spilt. Some thought so because of the same reason those creeps had about Loud, protection. I mean, I did technically save the city and destroyed Gene and the robot spider. The other people, well, this is embarrassing to say but, the rest of them liked me because, well, of how I'd grown as a woman. {In flashback mode, we see Charity walking down the halls in a school with a few male students admiring her tall and thin teenaged figure as she walks by} Drawford: They ogled you? Was it so much so that people could mistake them for being related to those Warner kids? Charity: Thank goodness that wasn't the case, but they were very attracted to me. There's another very good reason why Loud shouldn't know because who knows what kind of spark that would set. But, there was at least one person who was gentlemanly about it. {Still in flashback mode, we see Charity being confronted by two male students} Student: You know, if loudness is what you like in men, you should see me at the football games. Wanna see me prove it? Charity: I'd rather not, actually, and maybe you should stop before you make this rejection personal. Student 2: But personal is what we'd like this to get into. Come on, isn't being with a guy for 8 years boring, I think you need a new spark. Voice:{Sounding upper crust and sophisticated}Oh, will you stop this mindless and tasteless attempts at, as you would say, "scoring"?{A clean cut, well dressed student comes into the scene} Student: Hey, what does this have to do with you, Jeremy? Jeremy: Nothing, but seeing the young lady who saved a whole city being treated this way is something I can not stand ideally by by. Go on, shoo! Student 2: Fine, we'll just call her when the competition is out of town.{They leave} Jeremy: Oh come on, have you no feelings above the waist? Wait, that was probably the dumbest question I ever asked, so scratch that one!{To Charity}Forgive me for their behavior. Charity: Why do I have to forgive someone for getting me out of an uncomfortable situation like that? Jeremy: Well, actually I don't know, that is a good question, but it's what every other gentleman says at moments like that, it's their fault for not having more options. Charity:{Laughing}Never mind, but thanks for your help. Jeremy; You're welcome. Say, um, could I walk you back to your dorm room in case any other libido controlled people show up? Charity: That would be nice, but why would you do that for someone you just met? Jeremy: That's kind of a wrong statement, because there's basically no one who doesn't know you either though personal meeting or from the news. I know that you are an admirable woman who is an inspiration to many people and not because of physical traits unlike in here. I know that you are strong and smart and you see goodness where not too many people would, example being your unique boyfriend. Charity: And this is leading up to you saying what? Jeremy: I've seen other instances of those lust filled "men" hitting on you, and I don't like it. I'd like to take on the unofficial position of defending you against those people. Charity: Sort of like a bodyguard? Jeremy: Boy I'm glad no one from that previous scene was around to hear that. Charity:{Laughs again}You're right, you're absolutely right. Um, would I have to pay you? Jeremy: If you want to, but I don't matter. I just want the chance to get to know the person I've read so much about, and you don't have to worry about me hitting on you because I have a mind and know that you're taken, unlike, well, you know by now so I shouldn't beat a dead horse further into the ground.{The two laugh again} Charity:{V.O}So from then on, the guy became sort of my guide, defender, and companion in the school. I didn't say anything to Loud about him, not because he'd get jealous, mind you, but because then he'd know about why he was there. But after a good few months, he told me he had to transfer out of the school since he had been offered to go to a better one. So that night we held a little farewell get together. {Cut to the outside of the school as Charity and Jeremy are sitting on the grass} Jeremy: I hope you don't think of this as blunt, but I got a little something for you to remember me by.{He takes out a little box. Charity takes it, opens it, and pulls out a necklace} Charity: Wow, it's, it's beautiful. Jeremy: Unfortunately I have no suggestions on how to explain that to Loud, but you're smart, you'll think of something. Charity: It's at last in the top 5 of the most beautiful things I've ever had given to me. Thank you.{Jeremy leans a little closer towards Charity} Charity:{V.O}I guess that was about the last straw for me. I then saw him coming closer, and...then I forgot all common sense and all I could think of was his help and now his gift. And since he wouldn't see me after tomorrow I just decided to let myself go. {Charity then without warning comes over and gives Jeremy her most softest, sweetest, and most passionate kiss right on the lips. His eyes are wide open in shock for a second, until he closes them and cups Charity's face in his hands and kisses her back. The two kiss each other for about 5 more seconds until they break apart and we see Charity now being the shocked one} Charity:{V.O}I think it was right after that that said common sense finally came back. But the only thing worse than dealing with that was dealing with what happened next.{She turns and sees Jeremy lying down in pain} Charity: What's wrong? Jeremy: Call...the...hospital....right now! That short moment has just been shot down along with me. Charity:{V.O}Call this a physical impossibility if you must, but the doctor I talked to after I got him to medical care told me that our romantic moment gave him a...heart attack. Officially though, he said his heart was beating too fast, but I knew why that was. {Cut to a hospital hallway as Charity is talking to a doctor} Charity: Unbelievable. But that's what it's gonna have to be. Doctor: Huh, that's pretty confusing, what does that mean? Charity: It means you can't tell anyone why he had this heart attack. The media will have a field day and my boyfriend will be upset. Besides, after you keep him here overnight he'll be gone from here and he doesn't need all the attention either! Doctor: What kind of reason do I give then? Charity: Any one but the right one. Please, I'm begging you, although I like the truth, don't tell it. Doctor: Well, okay, since you are who you are I'll keep this hush hush. {Fade to a hospital room where Jeremy is lying in a bed. Charity is now with him} Charity: I think this would be something more for you to remember me by than for me to remember you, and tonight, by.{Gives Jeremy the necklace}Now, you know none of this can be talked about, right? Jeremy: Yes, I know. What I can't figure out is who's giving who the farewell gift of silence?{They laugh} Charity: I don't know, but what I do know is that I have to say goodbye. Although I might be endangering your health again, just let me give you one more memory.{She gives him a light, feathery, second long kiss on the lips}Goodbye.{She walks away as Jeremy waves goodbye} Charity:{V.O}And as planned, we haven't seen each other since that day 6 years ago. {We now see that Drawford isn't the one listening to her, it's Gene in his cell, this is now taking place a day later as obviously she has told Gene the tale} Gene: One word. Wow. And now I need no more words to respond to that. Charity: You do realize that the only reason I told you this is so I can get information on Shelton's plans out of you. Gene: Is that good or bad that you only told me because of a crisis? Charity: Don't do that, please. Now I think I should be rewarded for that bravery in telling you that stuff when I wouldn't even let Loud know. Tell me about Shelton's plans. Gene: The citizens he is going to use do not all live in Washington. They will all come to the city on February 12'th, one will come on February 11'th, that's why that date was circled on the calendar. Charity: How many will there be? Gene: That I don't know. But I do know I fulfilled my commitment to you, now it's your turn. We're still on the whole quid pro quo system here, now you have to talk again. Charity: If we're on truly equal boundaries here, shouldn't you talk just as long as I did? Gene: I don't have as much material to work with, do you? There's only one way to find out, answer me this question. Why decide to become a motivational speaker when your depression wasn't completely gone? Charity: To make sure people didn't have the wrong idea that they needed people like you to get better. It's the perfect job for someone that likes to help people like me, and perhaps a good way to help myself too. Gene: Let's get out of the professional business for a while and get into the personal. When were you and Loud married? Charity: 4 years ago. Gene: And I doubt you were nervous at all, were you? I mean, you were with the guy for about a decade before the big day, even the most commitment phobic people couldn't be scared after that. Wait, I forgot you're not like normal people. Charity: Very funny. I'll have you know the wedding was beautiful. Gene: Didn't any nervousness enter your brain? Charity: None, and if there was, it wasn't because of the actual wedding, it was because.....um... Gene: Because of what? Charity: Um....nothing. Gene: Do you think I'm stupid? Do you actually think with my advanced thinking and the time we've spent together that I wouldn't know that last statement was a lie?! Charity:{Getting organized again}I think it's quid pro quo time again Gene, whatever else you're hiding about the plans, tell me now. Gene: You first, if you want me to be honest, you have to lead by example. Charity: You reached your limit on how to ruin people a long time ago Gene, I'm not giving you the chance to prove me wrong. Gene: Then Drawford will have some company when they name who's responsible for the human apocalypse. Charity: Don't you tempt me, Burrows. Gene: I'd ask you that same request, but we're way past that point now. If you tell me what you're hiding, the benefits will be greater than the consequences though. Charity: I don't think that's possible. Gene: After Loud becomes a hero again by stopping Shelton and any doubts about him are washed away, do you think he'll have time to be angry about anything you tell him? You can make that possible now by giving me a reason to tell you some more stuff to lead to that day. What final indignity are you hiding beneath that seemingly well put together mask of calmness? Charity:{After a long moment}What I do now, I do for him, not for you, remember that. Gene: That depends on how memorable the story is. Charity: It was the night before the wedding. All the guests and visitors wanted to throw me a female bachelor party, but I refused. I wanted to be alone with my thoughts, so if you thought this was about party hijinks, you're half wrong. Gene: Only half, why? }Fade to the inside of a bar. Charity is sitting by herself} Charity:{V.O}I decided to try to relax inside a bar. Hence mistake no.1 Then came mistake no.2.{A stranger walks up to Charity} Stranger: Are you down in the dumps or something, miss? Charity: If anyone knew the answer to that, it'd be me, and even I'm not sure. Before we go on, you can stop pretending you don't know who I am. Stranger: That'll be hard because I don't. Charity: Oh, then I guess this'll be easier for both of us then. You see, I'm getting married tomorrow. Stranger: Nervous, huh? Charity: I wish it were that simple. I mean, I've known and loved the guy for 11 years, this should be the easiest thing in the world to do, but it isn't. But let me tell you I have absolutely no doubts that I want too marry him, don't you dare think that. Stranger: If you don't, then there's no reason to be unhappy. Charity: I know, I know, but somehow I don't feel as happy as I should. It is cliched that such a big step as marriage makes you nervous, but that's the only explanation I can find for this situation. I just don't feel as happy as I should, and that bothers me because I should be the happiest woman alive right now. Stranger: Is it because of pressure from the whole preparation process and the press, because if you are famous, I'm guessing this is going to be heavily covered, the press loves celebrity weddings. Charity: Well, all I know is that it didn't help, that's all I can say on that. Stranger: You know, maybe the problem is you need to have more fun with this whole thing. Perhaps I can help. Charity: How could you do that? Stranger: There's lots of games around here. They always say the more things change, the more things stay the same, and the darts and pinball games around here prove that to a T. Charity: That's nice of you, but I kind of came in here to relax and sort out my thoughts. Stranger: And that sure has worked great so far, I see. Come on, let's cut a rug, as they say. What makes you think your soon to be husband isn't having all the fun he can right now at the bachelor party? If you don't do it for me, you should at least do it for him so the blues that can ruin a wedding will be thrown away like a cheap baseball. Charity:{V.O}And I took his slightly below average metaphor to heart. We played darts and pinball the hole night, I have to admit it was a lot of fun. That guy was different from the usual fun loving guys I know, at least he wasn't rowdy and rude like most men. At least the part I remember was fun to look back on. Gene:{V.O}Part you remember? I sense that now we're at the point where the fun truly begun that night. Charity: For him that is. When we started playing, he offered me a bit of alcohol. I've never been a drinker before and I haven't been since, but I wanted to be very happy at the end of the night so I decided that I'd try anything. Gene: Was that mistake no.3? Charity: Yes. Gene: Did he have anything to drink as well? Charity: No, he let me have all the alcohol he ordered, he didn't take a sip. Gene: I personally don't know first hand the effects of alcohol, but I know what kind of crazy things it can make someone do. And combined with having a good fun time with a new guy, well that's ground zero for trouble. So what was your ground zero, Charity Bazaar, tell me, what was your comeuppance for your little sin? Charity: The feeling I had the next morning when I woke up. It wasn't in my house, it was... Gene: I should ask you to say it, but I know what you're going to say, so I won't ask. At least that's what I normally do. Tell me where you were for the record, for all the FBI guys taping our conversation, for Drawford, and for the man you betrayed. Charity: I...I woke up in that guy's bedroom!{Begins to cry}But the thing is I don't know if we did anything, I was fully clothed and I don't remember anything we did outside of the bar, but I still wound up in that bed! Gene: Still the evidence to support that something happened is overwhelming, you'd have been convicted by a jury in 5 minutes if you were in court. Charity: Do you have any idea what's it's like to feel like a traitor the night before your finest hour with the one you betrayed?! Especially since it isn't the first time it's happened to you?! I do! But I overcame myself with a lot of effort before the ceremony and everything went fine. I never saw that man again, and he's lucky I didn't. But that feeling, that knowledge of what I might have done, oh, it's just so disturbing.{Cries again} Gene: I'm proud of you, Charity. You've done the right thing by telling me, and now I can reward you. Charity: Oh, you'd better, I deserve something for this. Gene: The plans Shelton has involve making his prisoners something different than they were before, among other things making them very violent. You need the best agents you have to face them. Charity: That's it? I suffered so I could know something I already know?! Of course Shelton's gonna do stuff to those people, now you think _I'm_ dumb?! Gene: No, just a adulterer, that's all. Charity:{Screams}You think you've won, haven't you? You think you got us good now, huh?! I think you'll be unpleasantly surprised, that's all I have to say!{She begins to walk away} Gene: Oh, and could you tell Drawford that the tape of this conversation is not to be destroyed or else any further info I have will be lost until the days of doom for all? Thanks. Charity:{Sadly}That kind of robs that last statement of any impact, I must admit. {Charity runs out of the room and down the hallway right past a conflicted looking Drawford. Cut to the next day at the Watergate Hotel. Inside, Harry is walking towards the front desk} Harry: Hello, miss? I'd like to rent a room here for a few days. Woman: That'll be a lot easier for you to do with a few Abe Lincolns, George Washingtons, and Ben Franklins. Harry: You could have just said money, but I suppose that'd be less creative. Hold on, I have my wallet in one of these pockets.{Gets out a wallet and then promptly drops it}Oops, hold on a minute. {Harry walks a step over to get the wallet, and winds up running into someone in the process who then falls down} Harry: Oh, oh I'm terribly sorry, let me help you up.{He takes the man's hand and gets him back up: and it's then we see that the man is Shelton in his usual disguise} Shelton: Thanks for at least getting me back up, Mr Norman. Harry: Oh, you know who I am? Shelton: Duh, of course I do, I even came to this hotel because I heard you were here! You know, you don't get enough credit for what you did all those years back, really, if it wasn't for you those guys would be dead long before that spider attacked here. I came here cause I want to learn from you and be like you and... Harry:{Interrupts and speaks in a quiet tone}You're William Shelton, aren't you? Shelton: Um, I don't know if that's a very nice way to talk to one of your fans. Harry: Come on, you're on the news every day, your picture is shown ad nauseum on TV and the newspapers, you think with it being shown so many times I couldn't see through that makeup? But that bald look is a nice touch though. Shelton:{Quietly}Can we talk alone for a moment? {Cut to a stairwell in the hotel where Harry and Shelton are talking} Shelton: As a fellow scientist, try to understand me. It's your job to try to better the world, so we share the same goal. Harry: Sorry, my goals don't involve blowing up the buildings of my fellow colleagues. Shelton: Um, at the time they were ex-colleagues, thank you. Harry: Look, your plans are doomed to failure anyway because robot creation is in it's infancy anyway. It was only 2 years ago that they decided to start building them, which is when you started your ranting. There are very few robots living in civilization now, none in this town, they're taking things very slowly. Even if you succeed it will take a very long time to create enough robots to rule us all. Shelton: But that's only a test to the never give up imagination of myself! I know I can do it, I'm the only one with enough guts to show them all. Come on, with your help I can really do some good work, we can save this pathetic excuse for a country, I know we can! Harry: Before I giver you my answer, I must let you know the only reason I came here was to help Loud Kiddington bring you down. And I am the kind of man who doesn't change his itinerary that quickly. Shelton: Well, perhaps it was a mistake to include someone as smart as me in this after all, that's why Mr Smartypants didn't get a call, and I let Father Time and World's Oldest Woman stay in that cartoon motion picture rest home because I don't need people already rusty for my plans. I have all the people I need set up anyway, so thanks for nothing. Harry: You will need to thank me for something later though. You can thanks me for evicting you from wherever you live and giving you a new, more fitting location for someone like you. And if I don't do it, someone will later because you won't get away with anything you do. Shelton:{Pause}Then what's this? {Shelton punches Harry and then tackles him to the ground. He then grabs him onto his feet and carries him to a nearby chair. He makes him sit down on it and then he holds down his wrists. Shelton then pushes the chair in front of the stairs with Harry still in it and throws them both down the stairs. We don't see the actual fall, but it sounds very bad. After the noises of that fall stop, Shelton walks away. As he does, we hear a cell phone ringing for a few seconds. Cut to Loud and Charity's house as Charity is on the phone} Charity: Harry? Harry, are you there, I need help! Anybody there? Sigh, I must be really desperate if I'm saying this while the phone's still ringing.{Hangs up} {The next day inside the FBI building, Loud is reading the newspaper} Loud:{Reading}Dr Norman has slightly regained consciousness enough to mutter the words William Shelton, indicating that Shelton has added one more charge to his incredible list of felonies by throwing Dr Norman down a flight of stairs in the Watergate Hotel. You'd think by now people would get tired of doing dirty deeds in that place, but I guess some things had to stay the same.{Stops reading}Even I could have written something better than that, but I'll worry about that after having a little talk with a certain someone. {Loud walks off past Drawford, who then walks back into his office. Charity is already inside there} Drawford: Are you sure you should be here, if he saw you before he went there he'd be suspicious from the start, since Gene asked for him to come alone today. Charity: I still need some time to figure out what to say to him if and when he finds out, and you know Gene will bring it up today so that makes it when. Try to buy me as much time as possible. Drawford: You could have just told him straight out before today. Charity: How do you tell someone they've cheated on you twice and kept them both secrets, especially after 15 years of being with said someone? Drawford: You know, the President called me today to ask me on the progress of our investigation. I told her everything, then when I said I was worried about you two, she said what's more bad, two people suffering, or 7 billion? I know what I'm doing is a good thing, that helped me figure that out, but the question is, will it be enough to make me get rid of the fact that I may be doing an evil thing by letting this go on? Will helping to save the world balance out the fact that I may have made a big mistake? I'm asking now before Gene reveals what we know and you have reason to agree that it was a bad thing to do. Charity: At least I don't have the market cornered in making mistakes. Drawford: Well I'm not gonna add another one to that market. I have to go over and listen to the conversation in the cell. I don't know if I can destroy that tape or what he'll do if I succeed, but I will try if I have to. {Cut to the cell as Loud is talking with Gene} Gene: So after everything I've got out of you, after every feeling of yours is exposed, I have to ask, why the FBI? Why risk going back into the public eye with this line of work? Loud: I guess it was with all the battles I've been in, I could use that to really make a difference. I could help people similar to me and make sure what happened to me couldn't ever happen to other people. Gene: And I'm so sure that finally eliminating people's negative thoughts about you had nothing to do with it. Loud: You're right, although you were so obviously sarcastic, you're right. Now that I've given you little material to work with, you can concentrate when I talk to you about what happened to Harry. Gene: I'll have to do a good job because I don't know what happened to him. Loud: Falling back on your reading I see? You certainly did it a lot better in the past when you set me up on the Miss Info raid, you're falling behind or you're playing dumb, and you're bad at it. Gene: I have an excuse for that, I'm just too good at playing smart to do anything else. Loud: We know, but we also know Shelton nearly killed Harry by throwing him down the stairs of the Watergate Hotel! Gene: Boy, and I thought their security was bad enough 45 years ago. Loud: I think something else, Harry got a little too close and Shelton took care of that. What kind of information do you think was so important that it had to be done? Gene: Probably nothing I haven't told you, I've told you almost everything now, what's left? Loud: That's what I'm here for. Charity told me about the kind of people he's gonna use for his experiments.{Cut to another room as Drawford is listening to the conversation} Drawford: If there's a worse thing he could have said, well, actually there isn't.{Cut back to the cell} Gene: She told you? She tells you a lot, doesn't she? Loud: Yes, and don't think about any more character smearing tricks on her, cause you'll get nowhere. She told me that, and she tells me the truth lots of other times too. She's as close to a modern day Terry Tobbins as you can get. Drawford:{V.O}I was wrong, there was a worse thing to say!{Pause}Oh no, I said that in the microphone, um, please ignore that half baked joke. Gene: I think not. You just spoiled things before I had a chance to. I believe you have tapes of our conversations, get them out for me. Drawford: No, we've all followed your orders for 2 weeks, and let me remind you that I'm the FBI Director, not you! If you're not the President, then you can't give me orders, so that eliminates another option for you! Gene: You forget what I can do to help save the world. If you want to remember, play the tape of the talk I had with Charity two days ago. Drawford: Never! Gene: You do know my metal mouth will seal shut otherwise, and you know what will happen then! Drawford: I think we have everything we need to capture him now, we don't need you anymore! Gene: If you're going to lie, be a little more convincing! Loud: Can I jump in here and ask what the heck you're talking about?! Gene: I think Loud does have the right to know, honesty is a very important thing and he's gotten nothing back for his truthfulness from his wife but lies! Drawford: Takes one to know one, even though she's nothing like you and won't ever be! Loud: That's right, though I can't help but be curious as to what happened to make you say that stuff. Gene: You hear that, he wants the truth, so be a good boss and give it to him. Drawford! Drawford: I don't have to if he's not around to hear it! As of this moment I'm calling off the investigation, taking Loud away from you, but first of all I'm destroying that tape! What kind of hurtful, cruelly witty remark do you have for that move, Burrows?! {Suddenly, the door to the cell is blown open, Loud narrowly dodges it as it flies towards him. Gene then pushes a stunned Loud away and runs out of the cell. He runs down the hall and stops at a door to the left. He then grabs it and throws it away to reveal the room that Drawford is in. He then grabs Drawford before he can run with his left hand, and turns his right hand into a sword and points it at him. Loud then runs in and points a gun at Gene} Loud: Put down my boss! Gene: I think there's something more we have to discuss, primarily the fact that I was able to escape in the first place. Your steel walls were nothing, I could have escaped at any time and I didn't, because I want to be here. I could escape right now and go over to Shelton's. With my input and knowledge, I could help him kill all of humanity in a week. I'm such a bigger threat on the outside it's barely funny. And I know you don't want me to prove it. But I am willing to go back inside right now, fix the door myself, and lock it. I will spare you a worse fate than you are already in for, but only if Drawford decides to be smart. You want to save the world? Then play the tape. Play the tape now, Drawford, and spare us all, and you as well. Then I go back inside and no one is killed, no one is quite a difference from everyone. {After a long pause, Drawford speaks} Drawford: If I'm gonna do that, first you have to put me down. {Gene does, but then a nanosecond after Drawford starts to yell to Loud "Run!" Gene covers his mouth with one hand, and with the other reaches over and grabs the door, then he forces it back on it's hinges and locks it} Gene: No options now except one, Scotty. Now, for the last time, beam up that tape. {Pan to a digital clock that says 2:30, then fade to when it says 2:40. The tape of Gene and Charity's last conversation is now finished. Loud is predictably stunned} Gene: No need to escort me back to my cell, I will keep my word and lock myself back in.{Opens the door and sees Charity standing in front of it}Unlike some people I know in the keeping of word department. {Gene walks away to go back into his cell. Charity then walks in and sees Loud. He looks at her in a shocked and conflicted way} Drawford: I'm sorry Charity, I tried so hard to stop this. Charity: It's okay, you weren't the one that did the things I did. Loud: I certainly agree. {Fade to nighttime as Loud and Charity are sitting down on the couch and not saying anything} Charity: You know what's worse than an argument? The waiting and the subsequent worrying from it. You haven't said one word since this afternoon to me, say something so we can get this over with. Loud: Why didn't you tell me? Charity: What do you mean? Loud: The actual confrontations you were in don't make me as mad as the fact that you didn't tell me about them in the first place. Charity: How can you tell someone you've known and loved for 15 years stuff like that? Loud: A good point, but I have a better one. Those two things you were in were nothing that would make me hate you, mad definitely, but I'd have gotten over it. I mean, that whole Jeremy problem was just a result of your emotions and the setting getting the best of you, I know how emotional you can get in times like that. And that thing with the stranger at the bar...well, that's a little less hard to forget because of what you might have done, but even you don't remember what happened, so maybe it was nothing. Unless you're lying there too. Charity: You actually think that? Loud: That's the whole problem, if you lied about those things, how will I ever know if you're telling the truth again?! That's the real reason I'm upset, not about the stuff, but that you had to cover it up! Charity: Oh, this from the guy who hid all those problems in his own school? Loud: That was different, that was less of a problem than your stuff! Charity: No, I highly doubt it, because I got over those things better than you! You still have a lot of mixed emotions about everything and it's made you angry even to this day. Loud: But I was doing a good job hiding that until Gene came back! Charity: Tell that to those school people and to Miss Info! Loud: That's uncharacteristically cheap of you to say! Charity: Stop! This can't go on any further! You are right, that was cheap, but that's also falling right into Gene's plans! We've been wondering all this time what he's been up to, and this is it! Don't you see, this is what he wants! He wanted us to be like this and argue and yell, that's why he wanted to know about us, so he could destroy us! It's what he does! It's all he does!! Loud:{In his old loud tone}BUT THIS TIME HE'S BRINGING OUT THE TRUTH!!{Charity is blown back a bit by that yell} Charity:{Catching her breath}You haven't yelled like that in years. Loud: I'm, I'm sorry. Oh my lord, you are right, this is what he wants! And added to all this is the fact that Shelton's gonna start his plans soon and he already took it out on Harry, we're running out of time here! Charity: We can't possibly make it with these two things coming at us! We have to get out of this case! Loud: No! I'm not gonna make him think he's a quitter, and I don't want to make myself think I'm a quitter either! We went through a lot to get here, we can't turn back now. Charity: But we're obviously still upset with each other. Loud: Then we can't spend time together right now. If we do, those feelings will tear out of our mouths like an alien tears through a stomach in a Grade Z sci-fi picture. We have to stay away from each other for a while, none of us should move out, but we shouldn't talk as often, it's the only way. Charity: The cure sounds like it has the potential to be half as worse than the disease. Loud: I didn't hear you complaining during those school years, so don't start now!{Pause}Now you see why my plan has to be carried out. Charity: Well, I guess I'd better start writing some motivational speeches for future visits. Loud: And I have a friend to check up on. {Cut to inside a hospital room. Harry is inside with a cast on his right leg and on his left arm, there are also bandages on his head. He is talking on his cell phone with Loud} Harry: That tin canned piece of waste. Why can't you crush him now so the tension can be aided in going away? Loud: He still knows some stuff, and if we don't cooperate, he'll escape and join Shelton, and you know everyone's health might suffer for that move. Harry: You have a point, with Gene's talents and Shelton's mix of smarts and brutality, they'd be unstoppable. So now what are you going to do? Loud: Drawford told me Gene wants to have one final meeting with us together this time on Thursday. Harry: But that will compromise the plan to stay away from her so you don't argue. Loud: Like I said, we have no choice. Shelton's going to start his plans tomorrow by capturing someone, and then more will follow the next day, we need every clue we can get no matter what source it comes from. And since he has something planned on Thursday, I doubt he's gonna go back to the Motel 8 so we can't get him there, especially after the last time. But I'm going to finish the job I was assigned to do. Harry: Well, looks like all three of us have recovering to do. Tell you what, you start bouncing back and so will I, agreed? Loud: I'll try, God I'll try. Harry: Then I shouldn't waste time you could be spending doing that, good bye.{He hangs up, but then a second later dials the phone again}Jerry, you there? Do you know about the door in my office that says "Top Secret" and is locked? Well, I guess this will be more of a learning experience for you then. Go inside there and get every single piece of equipment there. Then send it over to Washington D.C where I will will pick it up. By the time it gets there I will already have rented an apartment after getting out of the hospital, so send it to the address 234 Hollow Drive. With all that, I'm going to beat those villains at their own game if I have to. Trust me, it will make more sense when you see it. {Cut to the next night, which we know is the next night because a caption reads "Night 15" We go inside Shelton's lab, where he is again in his disguise. Someone then knocks on the front door and Shelton opens it to reveal Miss Info} Miss Info: Hello, am I at the right place, 1313 Maple Lane Drive? Shelton: The right place and the right time, my idol. Come in.{She does} Miss Info: Your idol, well I'm honored to hear that, of course that'll change if I find you you're a mean son of a gun. Shelton: Put those fears aside and sit down, I called you here because I'm such a big fan of the work you do. You're always defending the little guy and you always have been, that's the kind of person I want to know more about. Miss Info: Well, I'm nothing special, I just tell the truth that some people are too ignorant to know. Like some people I could name. Shelton: Are you talking about Loud Kiddington, as a fan I know mostly everything about you including your little breakup. Miss Info:: It wasn't that as much as it was a series of disagreements. In fact, the whole thing started because I didn't want him to be the center of my arguments and put him back in the public eye, I wanted to protect him. Then when I started he said I was going too far. If people didn't go too far, what kind of a world would we like in today, I'm asking you, what? Shelton: Well this is a planet that definitely needs improvement, I've always known that. Miss Info: But then again, I'm not sure if I really hate the guy, I just think we've grown apart. I still kind of miss him, I wouldn't be where I am if it weren't for him. But he can be so angry sometimes. Shelton: Yes, but I think deep down, he still really cares about you, he wouldn't be where he is if it weren't for you, people so easily forget you were the first female that Gene Burrows wanted to kill, not that Bazaar person. It's just that the media can't resist hyping romantic power couples and not friendship couples that you aren't recognized more. Miss Info: You think so? Um, what kind of point did you just make again, you lost me a bit at the end by changing the subject. Shelton: I'm saying I think Loud has forgotten everything you've done for him and I want to help him remember it. But there's one problem.{He opens his lab coat up a bit to reveal a needle}The question of if you'll see the results is yet to be answered. Miss Info: What the, who are you?{Begins to realize who it is}Dr William Shelton? Shelton: B-i-n-g-o. And bingo, that's my name-o.{Shelton grabs Miss Info's wrist} {The next day, Loud and Charity are talking to Gene, who as he said, has relocked and fixed the door to the cell. This time however, there are guards surrounding the cell in case Gene escapes} Gene: So when Harry made that mistake of letting Shriners use his office, he had to watch your show in mine. I told him it was a waste of time, but that often childish recovering former friend of mine couldn't listen. Loud:{Obviously under tension}I thought you had enough reminders of your mean personality before it happened, I guess you don't if you want to say stuff that'll give me an excuse to start again! Gene: Someone's angry again? I guess the tension at home has carried over to the work place. Charity:{Under tension as well}Don't you dare bring that up, we're trying to beat you on that issue, so stop wasting your breath! Gene: The key words in your speech was "trying to beat me" Loud: Let's go back on topic, are you finally done telling us about yourself? I noticed you didn't do that much of it. Gene: But the message is still clear. I may have been uncooperative with other people, but I was nowhere near evil. Still, in one short time period I was driven that way, and I'm not the first one to do it. Evil comes in many shapes and sizes, I am the variety kind for example. But evil and nastiness can also come inside a man or woman for the most trivial reasons, like it did to me. I'm not one of a kind, I'm just a example of how evil and brutality can enter into anyone. Charity: That's a good lesson, and we have another example for you, Dr Shelton. We would also like to make him an example of how evil doesn't pay, help us by giving us some more pieces of the puzzle. Gene: Shelton is not going to kill millions in one day. All you are trying to stop is the first step of his plans. After his experiment is deemed a success on February 17'th, he shall move on to make more public demonstrations. Then they'll all realize at once how useless it is to resist his demands, but also how he can use that force for protection, to save them from themselves. Eventually, they'll get the message and surrender to his ideas quietly. Loud: How are we going to find out who he's using, he's already got one person! Gene: Missing persons reports will start coming in over the next few days, look at them and you'll have an answer. Charity:{In a hurry}Well, then I guess that's it then, this is all we need to know so now we can go. Heh, that rhymes. Gene: And it reeks of someone fighting a useless fight to escape trouble. You're staying right here or these guards will suddenly remember why they were sent here. Loud: What is there left to talk about, you already brung out everything we were hiding! Gene: I have a few more questions. No.1, do you think that stranger was more creative in loving Charity than you, he did have the handicap of making her drunk enough to go along with anything. Loud: SHUT UP, BURROWS!! Gene: Don't tell me to shut up in explaining something I didn't do, but rather your unfaithful girlfriend did! You can defend her all you want, but it is true that she broke one of the Ten Commandments. Loud: You don't know that, even she doesn't! Gene: But it is very possible that she did. And just think of why exactly she didn't say anything, you are a very angry man, who knows what you could have done as a response. Charity: You take that back! Gene: Again, the fact of the truth prohibits me from doing that! You know as well as I do how much he's changed, he may have been oh so polite for 15 years, but put him under pressure about the past and he's a time bomb! Are you afraid of that, Mrs Bazaar? Charity: Don't you think you've done enough?! Gene: I didn't hear any questions being answered while your mouth was moving. He's changed for the worse inside, you know it, I know it, and he knows it, ask Miss Info, she'll agree with me, and if she would agree with someone like me on that, you know it's true! But you don't need to because you know what she'll say. Charity:{Pause}Loud, I hate to say it, but he's right. Loud: What?! Charity: You have changed inside. True, you've really only shown evidence of it twice, but I still know what I just said was right. Although you're not hiding from the past like in the plots of many stupid action films, you're hiding from what people say and the effects of what happened. And that isn't good for you, especially not now. Loud: It may be true, but you can't bring it up now. Charity: I think I have to, I want to help you. Loud: But if you do it now, you'll fall right into Gene's plans, you said yourself this is what he wants! Charity: And you yelled it yourself that it was all the truth! Loud: Truth, huh? Well, I guess I should keep that theme alive by telling it now, yes, he is right, the thought of you with someone else sickens me and makes me mad, and the fact that it happened twice doesn't help! I tried to hide that too, but I can't because it won't go away in my mind! Charity: That's funny, the thought that you have the potential to even turn your back on your best friend in the world other than me has the same effect! Loud: THAT'S ANOTHER CHEAP SHOT! Charity: Well this time it's so valid I don't care! Gene: All this arguing is wearing me out, I think I'd like to be alone now, so with that the meeting is over. Loud: The effects are just beginning, I assure you that! Come on, let's get out of here and get everything out in the open some more right now! Charity: I think we at least agree on that.{They run out. As they do Drawford comes inside} Drawford:{Talking to Gene through the intercom}Looks like you got what you wanted Burrows, happy now?! Gene: If I didn't do it now, it would have been done later, and it would have been worse if they were together for many more years afterward when it happened, so I'm saving them more hurt. Drawford: You son of a b***h. Gene: Well my mother wasn't exactly perfect, but then again, those two are living proof that no one is. Say, don't you have someone else to worry about right now? Drawford: When we catch him, you're going back to the underworld, remember that! Gene: Just do your job and make sure that no one else will join me when I do. {Later that day, several cars are seeing parking in front of Shelton's lab. Coming out of them all at once are all the H! characters Shelton contacted, including Froggo and Aka Pella, and the previously unseen Bill Straitman and Sammy Melman . It doesn't take long for all of them to see each other} Pepper: Hey, look at that! My former co-stars want to see this new actor too, he must be really cool! Bill: Actor? No no, this is where a big new investor wants to meet me so we can make our 5'th merger is as many years. Sammy: Talk about being wrong, rival, there's a guy in there with a wonderful idea for "Dumbo 3" that I'm not letting pass by. Froggo: Is that guy showing up before or after another guy gives me a big voice acting part in the next big animated series? Aka: Excuse me, there seems to be some confusion on who's in there, I'll end it now by saying it's the guy who's gonna help me become Oprah's successor, and that's the truth girlfriends. Chit: Unless he has big new products like the guy I'm going in there to talk to, I'm not interested. Cho-Cho: Hold it! It's obvious all that stuff you guys are saying were tricks to lure us all in here. Lucky Bob: I wish we could have had my operation before this so I could say stuff like that. Toast: So there's no big new band in there? That's so not gnarly it's not even funny! Bill: Well, whoever did this had some reason, good or bad, I guess we have to find out. But before we do, let me point out that this is the first time in years we've all been together, so we can concentrate on that now just in case we don't get another chance to. Froggo: Boy, who would have thought any of us would end up the way we were? Sammy: If there was anyone who fell in that category, I'd have liked to meet him so I'd have been prepared for the WB bigwigs forcing me out. Pepper: Well it's not like we never see each other, I know I come by to where Toast works plenty of times to get all the boy bands to be my clients. Toast: Speaking of clients, now that we know there's no band in there I could use some help to get me through this. Aka: Hold it, isn't it a bad sign to talk about the good times before you face the unknown? Maybe we shouldn't press our luck and instead just go in there now. Lucky Bob: Maybe we shouldn't go in at all. Cho-Cho: But if this guy went to this much trouble to bring us here, he'll go to more trouble, perhaps more violent trouble to bring us back if we don't go in. We might as well get it over with now. Lucky Bob: Yep, once again I prove how much I really need that operation. {They all go inside the laboratory and look around for a while. Suddenly a voice speaks} Voice: Greetings former TV stars! Aka: Um, let me remind you if things go well for me the talk show that airs every weekday at 4 PM on ABC/Microsoft TV will make you say former and current TV stars, honey. Voice: It would be perfect casting, I'll give you that. And I am well aware of all the other dreams the rest of you have. I have brought you here to make them come true, so I wasn't entirely lying in my reasons for bringing you here. Chit: How is that possible unless you're a special effects guy? Voice: I just happen to be a scientist as this lab should have told you, it's my job to make people lives easier through technology, even if some people don't agree. Go through the door to your left and enter that room and consider that step number 1. {The former cast sees the door to the left and enters the room behind it. Inside are 9 tubes} Voice: Good, now step 2 is upon us. Once you enter those tubes, I shall activate them, and they shall give you everything you want. Pepper shall have even better ability to attract clients, Toast will have talent to start his rock career, Cho-Cho will have better salesmanship talent, Lucky Bob will be smart, Chit shall have, well, the same thing Cho-Cho is getting, I couldn't think of anything else good. Anyway, Froggo and Aka's charisma will be increased so they'll be loved because of their voice acting and TV jobs respectively. And Bill and Sammy shall have the talent to come up with ideas for films themselves so they don't have to travel all over to find writers, and in Bill's case, come up with ideas so great he doesn't need another merger to make the company richer. Chit: A little lengthy of an explanation, but the content was so great I barely care! Pepper: This is really on the level?{Laughs her old maniacal laugh}I love this idea, I'm in, and I'm going in right now! In the tubes that is! Voice: I kind of figure that. Everyone else follow her lead and get in so we can begin.{Everyone does just that} Toast: Um, is this gonna hurt? Voice: It depends of what your definition of hurt is, to play around with a quote from the former President and husband of the current one. Let's start now and see if this fits in! {Suddenly clouds of gas enter into every tube} Froggo: Oh, gas is going to hurt us? It may hurt one facial body part, but we'll get over that, we have the practice. Though I am feeling kind of woozy. Bill: I'm not as you would say, peachy keen myself. I'm starting to feel sick. Lucky Bo: What's that feeling of pain that just got into my tummy? Cho-Cho: I think it is pain! Lucky Bob: Oh, that explains it, and it explains why I feel like screaming now. {Soon everyone begins to scream in pain and suddenly sounds of electricity are now heard. Before we see what this gas is really doing we cut to another room where the owner of the voice, Shelton of course, watches the action on a TV. He then gets out his diary and begins writing} Shelton: Dear Diary, today the second chapter of the great experiment went off perfectly. Only 5 days left until the final chapter makes it's glorious appearance. But as I write this I have to wonder if I've let my brute strength and anger get in the way of my intelligence too often these last weeks. Perhaps I haven't used the mind which I should be known for as often as I should. But that will change beginning tomorrow. Tomorrow night and every night after that, mind shall shine over matter. {Fade to the next night as we see someone walking through some woods. The person walking through is soon found out to be Loud, and he is talking on a cell phone} Loud: So no leads yet on any possible missing people he might have used? Yes I know you already told me that, I just had to make sure. Where am I? Oh outside, I can't possibly go back to my house now. Yes, it was a big fight, sir, and I don't want to be reminded of that right now. I'm falling apart right now and I don't want to think about it, although it is the reason why I'm even at these woods. Okay, well, call me if something comes up. Oh, and you can stop apologizing for everything too. Bye, Mr Drawford. {He puts away the cell phone and sits down on a rock nearby. He looks like he's almost ready to cry, until he looks up and sees an image behind a tree far away in front of him, though actually all he can see is some very long blond hair, very familiar blond hair} Loud: Charity? Are you over there? Charity:{V.O for the rest of this conversation}Yes, I'm here, and before you ask why I'm here I have your answer. We can't have these arguments we've been having anymore. Loud: That's the first time in 2 days we've agreed on something. Charity: Come with me and let's get out of this city. We can go to counselling and destroy what Gene has given us, the past. Loud: But, but I can't right now, not until the case is solved. Charity: This is more important than the case, besides we've done all we can. They have enough information to catch Shelton themselves, they don't need us. Loud: I can't back away now, I saw this through, and I have to finish it. Charity: Is it because you feel like you still have to prove yourself to people? Loud: No, it's because I've gone through too much to give up! Charity: I think it's only because you still feel bad about what Gene and other people will say if you give up. Haven't you learned that it doesn't matter anymore? You won't if you stay, that's why we have to go now! Loud: I'm an FBI agent, this is my job and I can't abandon it when people still need me! Charity: Please, don't fall under the old job is more important than wife cliche! Loud: Look, I agree we need help, but the thing is we can't now, so if I have to fall under that description, I assure you it will only be for a few days! Charity: So I guess your opinion on the matter differs greatly from mine then! Loud: Again, we agree, but hear me out, if I concentrate on this, I'll be so busy I won't have time to argue with you, that will help! Charity: Help, or destroy what's left of us? Loud: Don't be so dramatic. Charity: I have a good excuse to be, all I'm doing is trying to help and you're pushing me away! Loud: Oh yeah?! Well, it might just be for our own good, did you stop to think about that?! Charity: I'm going to use a perfect bit of irony to answer that, I'm leaving like you wanted!{Sounds of someone running are heard} Loud: Fine, go! GO!{Loud now looks angry for a few seconds, then he begins to look sad and regretful}What have I done? {He gets up and runs, but then immediately trips and falls. He then tries to get up, but then she that a shoe has stepped on his right hand. He looks up to see the owner of that shoe: William Shelton. He looks shocked for a second before Shelton steps off of his hand and helps him back on his feet by picking him up with his now gloved hands. They then stare at each other for a while} Loud: William Shelton. We meet at last. Shelton: Good, you know me, because I certainly know you. I've heard so much about you. Loud: Considering who the source probably was, you shouldn't take much into it. Shelton: So to change the subject, I see I'm not the only one who enjoys a nice quiet stroll in the woods at night, but I don't recall nice quiet nights including people shouting at each other, especially a husband and his wife. Loud: Gene's already got the market cornered in using stuff like that to hurt me, don't you start muscling into that business! Do you have any idea what I went through to get you? You brought back the worst thing that ever walked the planet, who then proved yet again that that statement was correct by helping to perhaps cost me my wife. Would that have happened if you hadn't let your curiosity about why metal parts were in a dump get the best of you?! I think the answer is obvious! Shelton: So I guess the hype on our eventual meeting was pretty high, eh? Well, there are some people that can make others feel like they're gonna see something big, and then what does happen is terrible and without any entertainment value. I do not wish to be one of those people, so that should tell you what you're in for tonight. Loud: You're not someone acting like they're promoting a stupid movie, Shelton, you're under arrest instead!{Gets out a gun}You have the right to remain silent. You have the.. Shelton: Look I know my rights, but I know something else too. A loophole in those rights, because it said nothing against this. {Shelton grabs Loud's left arm which is holding the gun. Loud tries to pull the trigger, but Shelton is squeezing his wrist so hard he can't. Finally he is able to take the gun away from Loud. However, rather than firing it, he bashes Loud on the head with it and he falls down unconscious. Shelton then walks away. Fade to black for a second, until a gunshot is heard. We then see Loud waking up from the sound. He gets up groggily from the pain from earlier and then looks around} Loud: Dr Shelton?! I know you're still out here, I'm too big a risk to let go! Shelton:{V.O}So you are smart after all. Then maybe you'll have the smarts to go away and let the older and more smarter people change the world. You'll think of it as the worst mistake of your life if you don't. Loud: I'll take that chance! Shelton:{V.O}Good, then in that case you have no excuse for what's about to happen next. Look, I mean, hear who I have with me. Voice:{Feminine and familiar}Loud? Loud:{Quickly guessing who it is}Charity?! Shelton:{Still V.O}Yes, I was just strolling along and I happened to run into her, quite literally and painfully I might add. Loud: WHERE ARE YOU?! Shelton: Up the hill behind you.{Loud turns to see a hill and two shadowed figures on top of it, who shall be heard and not seen for the rest of the scene}And I advise you to spare yourself the exercise of climbing this thing or she won't have a chance to again. Loud: You'll be making the worst mistake of your likely to be short life if you do anything to her! Shelton: Why? I thought you two were in a rough time in your lovey dovey relationship, I could help you by making sure she can't get in the way of your job again. Loud: I don't care! You do something to her, you kill yourself, Shelton! Shelton: I swear, everytime I try to help someone they try to stop me, was I born unlucky or something? Well, I'm talking to someone who was, so could you judge if I too am unlucky or not? Loud: I'm not changing the subject for you, let her go! Shelton: You're sure you want me to do that? Because if I do, it'll be the end of your life as you know it. Better that some things stay unresolved, I always say. Loud: That philosophy is lost on me, as well as the value of your life if you don't do as I say! GIVE ME BACK MY WIFE!! {Three gunshots are then heard, and then a second later, something is tumbling down the hill. After it stops falling, Loud runs over to it. He stops dead in his tracks when he sees what it is} Shelton: You wanted her back, you got her. At least don't say I'm not a man of my word, you're the one who didn't say how you wanted her. {The remaining figure on the hill runs away, but Loud is too focused what we now know rolled down that hill, Charity, to notice. All we ourselves see is her face, eyes closed and not moving. Loud feels her neck for a moment, and then falls down on her body in emotional pain. Just then police sirens are heard and a few police cars are seen driving into the area. As they park, a man with a hunter's jacket and brown pants runs into the scene pointing at Loud} Man:{With a slight Southern accent}There he is, officers! There's the murderer!{Policemen run out of the cars and go over to Loud and Charity. Loud reluctantly steps out of the way so they can check on her} Officer: Yep, she's dead all right, just like the hunter said.{Loud, as you would expect, cries at hearing this} Hunter: Don't let that mournful husband act fool you, he did it and is trying to trick you! I saw the whole thing and I tape recorded it! Officer: Good, now you can explain more clearly what you were doing out here which you didn't do when you called us 5 minutes ago.. Hunter: I was walking through these here woods trying to find any animal life for me to hunt tomorrow. I decided to record my thoughts by speaking them in a tape recorder like those animal experts that live in parts like this. I then overheard this conversation. {The hunter pulls out a tape recorder and presses Play. We then hear the entire conversation Loud and Charity had before Shelton came by, but with one big change. After Loud yells, "Oh yeah?!" the three gunshots from a minute ago are heard} Hunter: See, there's the proof you need, unless you got some more so the proof I have isn't lonely. Officer: Well, I've been around the FBI building and those two have had a bit of problems these last few days, I heard them argue quite vividly yesterday and today. Officer 2: And I also heard that Loud had quite a bit of anger problems in the past, so that might explain the end of that little recording. Loud:{Finally paying attention to what they're saying instead of grieving}Are...are you saying that I killed my wife? Hunter: What do you think I've been saying since I got here, murderer? I heard it, saw it, and I even have your gun!{Takes out Loud's gun}I even put gloves on so I wouldn't get my fingerprints on it and be confused with yours. Where's those new DNA scanners you guys have been working on? Officer:{Holding a rod like device}Right here sir.{Takes Loud's gun with one hand and with the other pushes a button on the rod and looks through it}Yep, Loud's DNA is on here all right. Officer 2:{Taking the gun}And it's clear this has been recently fired.{Opens the revolver}There are three bullets in this thing and there are three bullets in Mrs Bazaar. Someone get the tweezers so we can get one of those bullets out! {The first officer gets some tweezers out and uses them to pull one of the bullets out of Charity, though we don't actually see it happen. But what we do see in a second is those tweezers holding a bloodied bullet} Officer: Hand me one of those bullets in the gun.{He is given one of those bullets, which matches the one he has inside the tweezers}These match perfectly. Hunter: See, see? You have a witness to the crime, you have the murder weapon with his DNA on it, you have the conflict before all this to go on, not to mention the matching bullets and the bullets not in the gun are clearly in her! Not only does this ensure you don't need me until the trial because I've done my work, it means you don't need to do an autopsy or anything to her body because we know the cause of death. And I wouldn't want anything else done to mangle her, I'm one of her biggest fans and I just want her preserved the way she is so he can't take away any more of her. Officer: You're right, you're absolutely right. {Loud takes another look at the hunter and sees the gloves on his hand: then flashes back and remembers the gloves on Shelton's hands earlier, they both match. He then remembers Shelton taking his gun, and then remembers him being in shadows during the last scene. Finally, back in the present, he notices that on the left of the hunter's shirt, there is a little red stain. Loud has obviously figured out something, and it is making him very angry as we can see} Loud: SHELTON!! YOU MURDERER!{He charges at the hunter and tackles him, but the officers pull him away before he does anything}YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, THAT'S DR SHELTON, HE'S IN DISGUISE AND HE'S FRAMING ME!!! Hunter: Typical thing for a murderer to say. And by the way, there are, if'll you count them, one, two arms on my body, so you can't use that whole 50 year old one arm excuse. Officer:{Handcuffing Loud}Loud Kiddington, you're under arrest for murder. You have the right to remain silent which I don't doubt you'll wave. Loud: YOU'RE DARN RIGHT!! LET ME GO, I DIDN'T KILL MY WIFE!! Officer 2: We don't care because we have enough evidence to prove that wrong. Heh, I think I spoofed that old line pretty well. Loud: NO! I DIDN'T DO IT, IT'S NOT MY FAULT! IT'S NOT MY FAULT!!{He is put into one of the police cars}NO!!! Hunter:{In a low voice}Yes. He can't say I didn't warn him, he really can't. {The hunter, obviously a.k.a William Shelton, walks away from the scene as the remaining officers continue to work on the crime scene. After an overhead view of this, we fade to the next afternoon. A caption reads "Day 18" We see a newspaper on a desk with the headline, "Hero of Washington kills fellow hero" It is on Drawford's desk as we find out later because he picks it up off the desk. He is talking on a cell phone} Drawford:{Reading the paper}Gene Burrows wanted to kill Loud Kiddington for months. In the last few moments of his life he tried to kill Charity Bazaar. Last night the man who Burrows wanted to kill did the dirty work that he dedicated his last few minutes to. Now isn't that a bit too biased? Voice: You're talking to the chief of police, not Bernstein Jr, talk to him about that but first either find something to talk to me about or there's no reason for us to continue talking. Drawford: All right. Where is he? Chief: Inside a prison cell. He's been crying and pleading with us ever since he got there, saying he didn't kill her and that William Shelton did it. Drawford: If he's that sad about this, why else beside the evidence would you think he did it? Chief: I don't doubt he regrets doing it, but we all know he had anger issues, he could have done it without thinking. Come on, Mr Drawford, all the evidence fits! Drawford: I know, I know. Chief: But you still don't think he did it? Drawford: All I know is the possibility that I may have gone through one of the worst moral crises of my life for someone who became a killer last night sickens me to the core. I don't know what to think. Chief: Well, you might be one of the few, you should see the crowd outside here, yelling their anger over this and some are saying "I told you that Loud was a bad one" Drawford: Yes, well, thank you for your time, chief, I'd better get back to work here.{Hangs up and pauses for a minute}Actually, I might do better if I had some time alone outside, it should be good for me the second after I get through the thousands of media people. {Later outside the FBI building, Drawford is walking out to see thousands of reporters coming towards him asking questions} Reporters:{All talking at once} Mr Drawford! Do you think Loud did it? How does it feel to have your prized rookie accused of being a murderer? Drawford: Quiet, quiet! All I'm going to say to you is if you want a clear cut opinion of all this, go over to that mob outside the police station and they'll certainly have more news worthy slop and propaganda to tell you than I do! Now if you'll excuse me, I feel like taking a nice walk. {Cut to an apartment building. Inside one of it's rooms Harry is walking with the aid of a cane while talking on a phone} Harry: I'm going to tell you something not only because I want to make you feel a little better, but because I think it's the truth. I don't think for a second you killed her. Loud:{V.O through the phone}I knew I made a good choice to use my one phone call on you. You don't know how sad I am that she's gone, and they still think I'm a murderer! You saw Shelton attack you, you know he's evil enough to kill her and frame me! Harry: They have built up quite a case against you...but they forget that Shelton has just the right amount of smarts to make it so. Unfortunately he has too much of it which explains how he didn't leave any proof behind. Don't worry, I'm going to get to the bottom of this, I'm about to have eyes and ears all over this whole thing without having to leave this apartment. Loud: I'm so happy there's one sane person still left out there. Sigh, I'm so happy, using that line certainly doesn't help me much, you know what it's so easily reminds me of...{Sobbing sounds are heard} Harry: There there, morn all you want, I'll just hang up so you don't feel guilty about me hearing it.{Hangs up}So William Shelton, you now have two big mistakes on your resume. And since I don't want to wait for you to make strike 3, I'm going to now finish the ultimate irony on you. {He goes into a closet. Inside is something in shadows which he walks over to. He then gets out a mask of a normal human face and puts it over this thing} Harry: There, now you're ready looks wise to blend in and investigate things via my remote control of you. Irony can be so cruel and so delicious, can't it? Hmm, perhaps that would have been better used if I saved it for Shelton first, well too late now. |
