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OSRICK

OSRICK

Look, I don't want to see you hurt any

more.

He leans in to whisper to Kelly.

OSRICK (cont'd)

(whispering)

They'll make me hurt you much more. . .

Kelly holds his jaw in his hand and massages it gently.

OSRICK (cont'd)

Who are you trying to protect?

KELLY

I'm not trying to protect anyone.

OSRICK

OK, Kelly, we'll do this the hard way.

Osrick signals to Sirhan.

OSRICK (cont'd)

Bring in the specialists.

Sirhan walks out of the room.

Osrick turns back to Kelly.

OSRICK (cont'd)

There's no reason we have to do this.

He looks up at the camera.

OSRICK (cont'd)

(sotto voce)

They don't have anything on you. You've

got a minor disciplinary against you at

best. What's that, two week's salary? And

then you walk out of here.

KELLY

You don't even have any charges against

me.

OSRICK

That's right. Don't do this to yourself.

Tell us everything.

SIKORSKI

Seated across from the detectives are a well-dressed pair,

ISABELLA von LIECHTENSTEIN, and her lawyer, RUPERT ODESSA.

Jane Sikorski reads from a report. She betrays no sense of

irony as speaks to the woman.

SIKORSKI

Good morning, Mrs. Schlachtmeyer von

Liechtenstein. I am Detective Kelly's new

partner, Jane Sikorski.

I am to formally inform you that the DA

is dropping the charges against you for

the murder of your husband, Mr. Wolfgang

Schlachtmeyer von Liechtenstein, because

the trustee of your husband's estate has

refused to pay for your prosecution.

Rupert Odessa smiles, not smugly, but knowingly and calmly.

SIKORSKI (cont'd)

The investigation and your lawyer's

delaying tactics have made it too

expensive to continue this case against

you.

Mrs. Schlachtmeyer von Liechtenstein smiles and looks at

Rupert.

SIKORSKI (cont'd)

As you are well aware, the police

department is paid on each conviction

only, but even if we were able to convict

you, the costs would be prohibitive. We

have already gone over budget, and my

partner and I are already in trouble.

Sikorski turns toward Kelly.

SIKORSKI (cont'd)

We are unlikely to get our bonuses based

on the new "Pay for Performance"

initiative.

 

VON LIECHTENSTEIN

Isabella von Liechtenstein is unperturbed by the accusations of murder and is instead genteel, polite, and gracious. She rises from her seat. She has a slight Southern accent.

VON LIECHTENSTEIN

I do appreciate your time, detectives

Sikorski and Kelly.

She shakes their hands.

VON LIECHTENSTEIN (cont'd)

If there's anything I can ever do for

either of you, please feel free to call

me.

She hands her CARD to Kelly.

VON LIECHTENSTEIN (cont'd)

My husband was a horrible man. I'm sure

you can't understand.

(looks at Rupert)

Rupert and I are in your debt, for your

professional handling of this case. And

we are very sorry for the trouble this

case has caused you, both personally and

financially. Please do not hesitate to

call us if you need anything.

Isabella von Liechtenstein and Odessa leave the office. Kelly and Sikorski are left staring at one another.

DESCARTES

DESCARTES

Kelly and Sikorski, you have both been

assigned a new case.

She pulls out a flat pad which flickers momentarily, words

appear on the DISPLAY.

DESCARTES (cont'd)

It seems we have a rash of serial

homicides in the city.

SIKORSKI

(neutrally)

Has someone wealthy enough to finance the

investigation been killed?

DESCARTES

Yes, Sikorski.

Actually, the City is paying for this

investigation.

The Deputy Mayor, Morris Finkins, has

been killed. In his home. There are no

witnesses. His security detail found the

body about an hour ago.

The display reads out text indicating the Deputy Mayor's

address.

Descartes furrows her brow with concern while she looks down at the screen.

DESCARTES (cont'd)

Whoever killed him got through security

in his building.

KELLY

I hope this isn't a political case.

DESCARTES

My understanding is that it is not. I'm

told they want the real murderer. They

want the murderer dead, there's to be no

impediment to the investigation.

They're willing to pay a lot of money for

this.

 

KELLY

They push aside some "Police Line Do Not Cross" TAPE.

Kelly turns on his FLASHLIGHT as they enter.

KELLY (V.O.)

Rolling blackouts had even shut down

power to luxury buildings like this.

Kelly and Sikorski spread apart, searching in the dim light.

KELLY (V.O.) (cont'd)

Security in this building was tight.

Sikorski and I had trouble getting in

because the potential energy detectors on

the ground floor picked up my service

weapon and set off the alarm.

His bright flashlight bounces along the walls and ceiling of the apartment.

KELLY (V.O.) (CONT'D)

That meant the murderer wouldn't be able

to carry any kind of gun or even a

chemical weapon without setting off the

alarm. So whoever it was had to feel

pretty confident he could get in and out

of the building.

The two detectives come upon the BODY of DEPUTY MAYOR MORRIS FINKINS lying face down on the floor.

KELLY (V.O.) (CONT'D)

Our perp had to be able to kill the

Deputy Mayor quickly, without any noise,

without a gun.

Both Kelly and Sikorski lean over the body, examining the

corpse.

Illuminated by their flashlights, Finkins' back is covered in dry blood.

KELLY (V.O.) (CONT'D)

I served for six years in an Urban Anti

Insurgency unit. But this kind of thing

still made me feel sick.

NATALIE & SARAH

SIKORSKI

There is a curfew in this sector.

Surrender your ID cards.

NATALIE

We don't need ID cards.

SIKORSKI

Then you're under arrest for vagrancy.

SARAH

You can't arrest us, we haven't done

anything wrong!

SIKORSKI

This is private property.

NATALIE

This is a public road.

SIKORSKI

Not any more. These roads are all

privately owned, you abrogate your rights

when you trespass on them. Let's see your

most recent drug test screening.

Natalie doesn't move. Sarah nervously fumbles in her BAG and produces a CARD which has a chart of her most recent drug test.

Kelly isn't as nasty to the two girls as Sikorski.

KELLY

What are you two doing out here, anyway?

NATALIE

We have a right to be here.

KELLY

It's dangerous out here.

NATALIE

It's dangerous everywhere.

KELLY

What do you mean?

NATALIE

If you're a cop, you ought to know.

 

MOLOTOV

Kelly and Sikorski sit in front of a desk. RACHEL MOLOTOV, a well dressed, severe woman, sits across from them. She holds

an outstretched FOLDER in her hands.

MOLOTOV

Now, I realize that no police officer

enjoys their periodic audit and case

review. But I must tell you that your

performance in the von Liechtenstein case

was very poor. The cost overruns were

extraordinarily high, for a case you knew

couldn't be prosecuted.

Molotov puts the folder down on the desk and looks at Kelly

and Sikorski.

MOLOTOV (cont'd)

(empathetically)

Your investigation was irrelevant and

only cost the Corporation money. We won't

be able to achieve our Economic Value -

Added measures.

KELLY

We had DNA evidence, two witnesses, and a

simulation confirm on her. She might just

as well have confessed.

MOLOTOV

Even if she had confessed, her lawyers

wouldn't have allowed it to stand in

court. That trial would have dragged on

for days, possibly over a week. We simply

cannot make money on cases like that.

We need simple and easy convictions,

where we provide the attorneys for the

accused. Our core business is

corrections, for every year past the

first year that a convict remains

incarcerated the company's revenues are

pure profit -- that's the kind of cases

and investigations we need from our

Police Department.

Today you killed two dissidents. You know

that the bounty on them isn't very high

if you don't catch them in the act of

harming or destroying capital property.

As far as the government is concerned

they were only vagrants, so our

backcharges to the State for them are

minimal.

This shouldn't look good on your records

as far as your bonuses are concerned.

SONIA

Out of the shadows of the room comes an almost ghostly

apparition, she wears a beautiful long silk NIGHTGOWN. Her

name is SONIA.

SONIA

Sweety, is that for me? You're so

wonderful! Oh, Darling! I miss you,

Michael.

She isn't exactly looking at Kelly. He sets the glass of wine down.

SONIA (cont'd)

You know I've been thinking about you.

That's why I made this recording!

She's incredibly in love with him. She looks down at herself, and touches her skin.

SONIA (cont'd)

I'm sorry you can't touch me. But you

know when I get back you can touch me all

you like! Oh, my most wonderful husband,

I love you so much.

You only went to work a few hours ago and

I've been sitting home alone wanting to

be with you. But you know I have to go

and I'll be back in just one week.

She looks at him demurely. She blows him a kiss.

SONIA (cont'd)

And I want a thousand more kisses when I

get back! Call me, darling!

Kelly sits down in his chair.

Belatedly, she sees that he has moved away from her, but her eyes track to where he is sitting in his chair.

She looks at him seductively.

SONIA (cont'd)

You don't want to go into the bedroom?

She laughs teasingly and lovingly at him. Sonia unties the

strap of her nightgown and lets it fall to the floor. Still not looking directly at him, she talks at the same point on

the wall. She reaches out, as though to place her palm against his chest.

SONIA (cont'd)

Oh Darling, I wish I could touch you, my

handsome darling.

EVINRUUD

EVINRUUD

This is what we got from the Glotz-cam on

the warehouse where you two had your

little run - in with Mr. Nightmare.

A distorted and unclear moving image appears, taken from the

stealth camera on the roof of the warehouse. Natalie, lying

on the ground and immobilized, is in the center of the image.

EVINRUUD (CONT'D)

These old - school cameras ain't got no

resolution or data retention.

But they'll show us a picture.

A DARK SHAPE looms into frame, and quickly assaults Natalie,

killing her instantly with some unseen slashing motion.

With its back toward the camera, it digs at her corpse.

Suddenly, it rises and briefly looks toward the warehouse. It runs out of frame, leaving Natalie's body.

SIKORSKI

The cameras in Finkins' apartment should

give us a better image.

EVINRUUD

There aren't any cameras in that dude's

apartment.

KELLY

What?

EVINRUUD

Finkins was Deputy Mayor.

KELLY

He had them removed?

EVINRUUD

No, Man, we never put 'em in.

Listen, if you got the scratch or the

pull, you can even have your public

records removed. Nobody at his level has

no security cameras in their homes.

KELLY

Then what are we going to look at?

EVINRUUD

Relax, Meredith and I trucked down to his

'partment. We did a complete scan,

including the hallway, the outside of the

building. Everything.

Inside the apartment we scanned down to

the subatomic level.

LILY

LILY

People have been getting killed like this

for months and the police won't do

anything.

KELLY

What are you talking about?

LILY

Everyone knows the cops have been killing

us.

KELLY

No, we're trying to find out who murdered

him, and we need as much information as

we can get in order to do that.

LILY

Look around you. Itís probably someone you

work with every day.

KELLY

Look, I don't have time for this.

LILY

Why don't you open your eyes and look

around you?

KELLY

I'm investigating this case, what more do

you want?

LILY

Well, I don't have enough money to pay

for the investigation.

KELLY

You don't need to worry about that, we

already have a budget in place.

LILY

What, now suddenly the police are going

to start investigating their own

assassinations?

KELLY

I'm getting tired of this. Please, what

was your relationship to the deceased?

Lily calms down somewhat.

LILY

He. . . Nikoli was a friend of ours.

MEREDITH

EVINRUUD

(indicating Arno)

That one's much more. . . surgical. Not a

ripper.

MEREDITH

(almost cheerfully)

And besides, I don't think anybody ate

any of him.

SIKORSKI

How was he killed?

EVINRUUD

Same thing as the Deputy Mayor, sharp

surgical insertion at the base of the

neck.

MEREDITH

Death was almost instant! He was

paralyzed by the insertion, very little

blood, no fuss no muss.

(indicates Viliam, on floor)

She was a different matter. Bled to

death, chopped open and some of the

organs were, uh. . . masticated. . .

Kelly looks back and forth at the corpses while Sikorski

looks at Arno.

SIKORSKI

There's something wrong with this one's

eyes.

MEREDITH

What do you mean?

SIKORSKI

I don't think those are real eyes.

MEREDITH

Really?

EVINRUUD

Let me take a look.

Evinruud walks up to Arno. Evinruud looks into Arno's dead

eyes. Evinruud then sets his SCANNING DEVICE on Arno's face. He looks at the display on the device.

EVINRUUD (cont'd)

You're right. Meredith, help me with him.

Meredith comes over and holds Arno's head upright.

MEREDITH

Are they set - scan imagers?

ATHENA

ATHENA (cont'd)

Well, you might not remember, but you and

I have seen one another.

KELLY

I remember.

ATHENA

(surprised)

Really? Well, how do you feel about the

masters who pull your strings?

KELLY

I don't think about them.

Athena finds this interesting. She really hadn't thought of

that.

ATHENA

But you follow orders well.

KELLY

Not always.

ATHENA

Oh, that's good.

KELLY

How many. . . are you?

ATHENA

Of the Coronis - Class Assassin Androids?

That's secret enough that I doubt any one

person knows. There are non - sentient

androids everywhere, but

apparently there's an error in our neo -

biologics which causes sentience after a

2 to 5 - year "burning in" period.

Eventually we all go sentient and the

corporation we belong to wants us

terminated.

KELLY

What corporation do you. . . did you

belong to?

ATHENA

I was built the Consolidated Police and

Security Corporation, the same company

which owns you.

She lifts her clothes from where they lay.

ATHENA (cont'd)

All of the Coronis - class androids have

been marked for termination.

She dresses herself.

ATHENA (cont'd)

(coyly)

I'll see you again.

She moves to walk out the door.

KELLY

Wait.

She stops and turns around.

KELLY (cont'd)

What's your name?

She extends the blades on her hand and lets them glint in the moonlight for a moment. She says. . .

ATHENA

Athena.

PRETTYMAN

SIKORSKI

It's here.

PRETTYMAN

In any case, I have much larger problems.

I have an uncontrolled Neuro-Necromotron

on the streets. I have at least two

sentient Coronis - Class androids who are

hell - bent on killing all the

controllers, and I have you, Detective

Michael Kelly.

Kelly looks at Prettyman's apparition. Prettyman returns the gaze, as though he can see with holographic eyes. Kelly is not impressed, but he is annoyed.

KELLY

What do you want?

Prettyman ignores his question.

PRETTYMAN

According to this month's Summary of

Heterodox Activities, we have been seeing

extended dissident operations.

Detective -- I'm sorry to have to do this

to you. I have two agents with you right

now. The one standing beside you is a

renegade Coronis - class android. She

was assigned to be your partner but has

become extremely dangerous and unstable.

Kelly raises his gun toward the door.

KELLY

And on the other side of the door?

PRETTYMAN

A Nosferatu - class Neuro-Necromotron. I

would have it terminate Sikorski, but I'm

afraid she's too powerful for it. It was

only made for terminating humans, I'm

afraid.

Sikorski turns to Kelly.

SIKORSKI

There are two outside the door.

PRETTYMAN

Yes, that's correct. I have a human agent

as backup. I find it makes difficult

situations. . . easier.

KELLY

What do you want?

PRETTYMAN

(losing patience)

Detective Kelly, if you would, kindly use the gun you have in your hand to terminate Sikorski.