2X02 - THE HOMECOMING
ORIGINAL AIRDATE : Mon, Jun. 18th, 2007 @ 8pm (FAM)
WRITTEN BY TOMMY THOMPSON
DIRECTED BY PATRICK WILLIAMS
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ORIGINALLY TRANSCRIBED BY JANEY FOR KYLEXY.NET
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THE TRAGER HOUSE
[Gathered around Kyle in the foyer, the Tragers are laughing and smiling. They are so overjoyed to see him again, and they start asking questions all at the same time.]
NICOLE [hugs him]
Oh Kyle –
This is great.
– it’s so good to see you again.
How long can you stay?
What are you doing here?
LORI [gives him a hug]
Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?
Did your parents come with you?
STEPHEN [stands next to Kyle]
Oh boy, let’s just give this guy a chance to catch his breath here.
Are you okay?
[Kyle looks around at them smiling at him.]
I’ll never forget that look on their faces. The joy and relief. They seemed so happy to see me. I wanted to tell them the truth about everything that had happened, but I wanted to be at home with them even more. . .
Is that your folks?
[Kyle doesn’t answer]
. . .and that meant playing my part in the charade.
[Stephen opens the front door and Brian Taylor is standing there.]
My name is Brian Taylor. [extends his hand] I’m the attorney for David and Julia Peterson. [Stephen shakes his hand]
An attorney? [looks over at Nicole, who looks at Kyle] Well, come on in.
[Nicole has a worried expression on her face.]
TAYLOR [coming inside]
Is everything all right?
[hesitates] I’m sorry to have to tell you this, but David and Julia were killed in a car accident last week.
[The family looks horrified at this news.]
My God. . .
IN THE WOODS NEAR ZZYZX
Featured Artist/Song: Old Reliable – “Must’ve Been the Devil”
[A hunter is alone at a campsite in the woods. Rummaging around in his tent, he pulls out a long hunting knife. He is stumbling around a little bit like he has been drinking. He has some wild birds cooking on a spit over the campfire and uses the knife to pull off a drumstick. It is almost too hot to eat. He is unaware that someone is watching him from the darkness of the woods, attracted by the light of the fire and the smell of the food.
He is playing around and throws the knife towards a tree at the edge of the campsite. The sharp tip sticks in the trunk of the tree and he chuckles to himself. As he turns away, the lost girl, “XX”, walks into the area and over to the food. She is dirty and wet, and her body is still covered with the pink fluid from her gestation capsule. She begins to pull some of the meat off of the spit when he turns around and sees her.]
HUNTER [yells at her]
What are you doin’?!
[She freezes. He is holding a small bottle of liquor and starts to unscrew the cap as he watches her.]
HUNTER [looks up at sky]
Thank you. It’s not even my birthday.
[Realizing that she is alone and naked, the hunter starts walking towards her. She is just staring at him with no expression on her face. As he draws closer, he gets a clear view of her abdomen.]
. . .the hell? No belly button?
[As he gets even closer to her, she becomes anxious and starts to back away.]
No, no, no, don’t be scared sweetheart. We can be friends.
[He takes a couple of swigs from the bottle while she watches. He realizes that she is looking at the bottle.]
Huh? You want some? Here – warm you up. [hands her the bottle; she takes it.]
Go on. There. Yeah.
[She starts to take a big drink, but doesn’t like the taste of it and spits it all out over his head. He ducks. Choking, she throws the bottle on the ground and breaks it.]
That wasn’t very nice. Now you gotta be nice.
[Looking up at him, she is scared and confused. He puts his hand on her shoulder and starts to caress it. She looks at his hand and back at him again. She doesn’t like it and gives him a shove that sends the man flying through the air and crashing into camping equipment on a table, knocking it over. Lying on the ground, he touches his hand to his head, then looks at it; he is bleeding over the eye. This makes him angry.
While he lies there, she walks towards the spit again to try and get some of the food. The hunter stands up and grabs the knife out of the tree trunk.]
HUNTER [walking towards her with the knife]
You wanna play? Let’s play.
[He begins to swing the knife back and forth in front of her face. She carefully watches his motions, then in a swift move, snatches the knife out of his hand.]
Give me the knife. Give it to me!
[The girl looks at the long, sharp knife, then aims it at him. He is scared of her now. Suddenly, she throws the knife through the air at the tree. It goes completely through the trunk, the tip sticking out on the other side.]
HUNTER [looks over shoulder at tree, then at her]
[angrily] Why you little. . .
[He starts to go for her, but the girl grabs him around the throat with one hand and lifts him up into the air. The man is choking, struggling against her, his feet dangling off of the ground. With her bare hand, she crushes his throat and breaks his neck. When he stops moving, she just stares at him, then drops his body onto the ground. She pokes his still body with one foot and when he doesn’t move, she steps over him and walks back to the campfire. Kneeling down in front of it, she pulls some meat off of the spit, smells it and begins to eat.]
[Opening Theme Music]
[A lit concrete sign shines in the darkness in front of a building complex. The circular logo and “MADACORP” is the only identification on the sign.
Inside one of the offices, a man is sitting in front of a computer typing an e-mail message. An alert appears on his monitor in red: “ALERT. 781228.” He immediately opens up a new window and begins to type in a search parameter for “781228.” A geographical view appears with an area of woods highlighted in red on the screen. Zooming in, the enlarged area on the screen is blinking. He immediately dials a number on his phone and picks up the handset.]
MADA-MAN [speaking into phone]
Get me Hollander.
THE TRAGER HOUSE
[Taylor is sitting in a chair in the living room across from Nicole and Stephen. They are sitting on the couch next to each other, their hands clenched in front of them.]
According to the police report, David lost control of the car and it plunged into a canyon. The, uh, gas tank was punctured and the car caught fire.
[Stephen and Nicole are both distressed by this news.]
But for the grace of God, Noah decided to sleep in that morning; otherwise, we would be having a far more difficult conversation.
And you say this happened a week ago?
Well, I’m just surprised that Kyle – sorry, we’re still not used to his real name.
Oh, I understand.
Why didn’t he contact us sooner?
Well, he missed you terribly. And to be honest, I, uh, well I had to insist that he come here at all. He was rather reluctant to involve you and your family again.
NICOLE [turns up her hands]
He felt that he’d already been enough of a burden.
[Stephen shakes his head and sighs.]
Kyle’s never been a burden.
I’m glad to hear you say that. See, Julia and David named you as his permanent guardians.
His guardians? [Stephen and Nicole look at each other]
It’s not that we don’t want Kyle.
We. . .we went through so much when we lost him the first time. If. . .if he stays here and another relative comes to take him away again, I. . . [Stephen puts his arm around her.]
There are no other relatives, Mr. and Mrs. Trager.
[They both look emotional and uncertain.]
It’s a lot to take in. I understand, you need time to think.
[He reaches into his jacket for a business card.]
Would it be all right if he spent the night here?
I’m. . .I’m sure he’d like that very much. [Stephen smiles]
I’m planning on leaving town tomorrow evening. Really the only question for me is whether I’m buying one plane ticket or two.
[Not answering, Nicole looks both happy and fearful at the same time.]
[In the darkened room with Lori and Josh, Kyle looks at his bathtub covered with a sheet.]
Mom was having a symbolic moment. A way of letting you go.
Well. . .I always knew you’d be back.
KYLE [looks at Josh]
Not like this. But – yeah.
Composer/Song: Michael Suby – “Kyle and Amanda’s Theme”
[Kyle looks at his old bulletin board. One of his drawings is still hanging there. It is the one he drew of Amanda when he saw her for the very first time, playing the piano in her house. He smiles at the memory.]
Kyle, are you okay? I mean – I’m sorry, I know that sounds lame.
KYLE [looking around at her]
No. . .
I don’t know what else to say.
You don’t have to say anything. [looks back at drawing]
So is it weird? Being back here?
KYLE [looking around]
[Lori pulls the sheet off of the bathtub.]
There. That’s better.
Glad to see it?
KYLE [looks down at tub]
[They stand in a circle around the bathtub and look at one another.]
[A woman is standing still for a retinal scan. When her identification is verified, a display shows that she is “Clear for Entry.”]
Welcome, Emily Hollander.
[When the doors open, she steps into an elevator with the Madacorp logo on the floor. The man who summoned her is watching her on the camera inside the elevator. She knows it and glances up to watch him back for a moment. She turns around and the doors close in front of her.
Hollander and the man are sitting at a conference table in his office. He is looking through a folder.]
Miss Hollander, you’ve handled some unusual assignments for us before. [puts down folder]
I like unusual.
This case is no exception. In fact, it’s a highly sensitive matter that requires the utmost discretion.
Well, now I’m intrigued.
MADA-MAN [goes to his desk and gets two other folders. She sneaks a peek at her folder]
Madacorp is like an iceberg. Most of its interests lie beneath the surface. As did Zzyzx – one of our research facilities. I say “did” because Zzyzx was fire-bombed this week.
That’s unclear at the moment, but there’s a. . .much more pressing concern. [sits down again]
Zzyzx experimented with artificial reproduction and produced two primary assets. The first was a male called “XY.” [hands her a folder; she looks through it] He was terminated some time last year for reasons unknown. The second is a female, “XX.” She apparently survived the bombing and escaped.
HOLLANDER [looks amused]
Escaped? I take it the subject has outgrown her petri dish.
MADA-MAN [hands her the second folder; she looks in it]
She’s fully developed Human, yet not human. She’s had no contact with the outside world. Consider her dangerous, unpredictable and disoriented. She’s likely still wandering around the woods near Victor Falls.
And I assume that you don’t want her to go camping.
I want her here. There’s no telling what she might do and we can’t risk any exposure to The Company. Shouldn’t be too much of a challenge for you. I know what you accomplished in Iraq.
I’ll find her for you, sir.
THE TRAGER HOUSE
[Stephen and Nicole are alone with Kyle in his bedroom. Stephen grabs a pillow and a blanket and puts them in the bathtub.]
I wish you’d let us know. We. . .we would’ve flown out there to be with you.
Everything happened so fast.
Well, you’re here with us now.
It’s. . .okay, you know. It’s normal if you. . .feel some anger, a sense of injustice.
You finally reunited with your parents and. . .
Things don’t always turn out like you expect them to.
[Stephen and Nicole look at each other.]
Well, do you need anything else?
STEPHEN [smiles and pats Kyle on the shoulder]
[Stephen and Nicole walk to the bedroom door.]
NICOLE [one last happy look at him]
It’s so good to see you again.
[They leave, Stephen shutting the door behind them. Kyle looks down at his tub.]
I couldn’t help but think back to the last night I’d spent in this room. It was the beginning of my secret life. . .before I left with the Petersons. And now I was home, hiding even more secrets.
[turns around and looks in the mirror at himself] I could only hope that whatever fate had in store for me, it would be kind and forgiving to the people I loved.
Stephen and Nicole’s Room
[Nicole is sitting up in the bed with her laptop. She is reading an article about the car accident captioned “Couple Die in Fiery Crash.”]
STEPHEN [kicking off his slippers]
What a day. I’m exhausted.
It’s just so hard to believe.
STEPHEN [sitting on bed next to her; looks at the laptop]
I know. You kept sensing somethin’ was wrong.
I never dreamed of anything like this.
STEPHEN [looks at her]
You’re not feelin’ guilty, are you? I can tell you’re happy that Kyle’s home; miserable about the reason.
When did you become the psychologist in the family?
I learn by osmosis.
I missed Kyle so much, and I’m thrilled that he’s here, but I don’t wanna lose him again.
You heard the lawyer.
Yeah, there are no relatives that he knows about. And there’s still so much that we don’t know. What about those years when Kyle was missing? We still don’t know what happened to him then.
Yeah, well. I guess we’re always gonna have questions. The only one we can answer right now is do we want him to be a part of our family?
[Later that night, Nicole walks into Kyle’s room to check on him. As in her dream, she looks at him sleeping in his tub. But this time, he is really home. Coming over, she kneels down and pulls his blanket up around his shoulders. Quietly, she turns and leaves.
Kyle opens his eyes in the darkness. He is not asleep.]
Kitchen – The Next Morning
[Stephen, Josh and Lori are bustling around in the kitchen making breakfast. Nicole walks in carrying a pitcher of orange juice.]
NICOLE [to all of them]
Okay, just remember Kyle’s been through a lot, so be extra sensitive.
[Stephen and Lori look at Josh]
Why are you all lookin’ at me?
Because you’re such a model of tact and compassion.
Fine. I won’t speak.
Hmm – can we have that in writing?
Guys, stop. The point is, Kyle needs our support.
NICOLE [pouring juice into glasses]
But don’t press him. Let him deal with this in his own time in his own way.
KYLE [walks into kitchen]
ALL [with cheerful faces]
I haven’t slept so well in days.
Nothin’ beats a cold slab of porcelain.
[they look at him; Nicole glares]
Are you hungry?
I’ll make pancakes.
KYLE [sitting at kitchen counter]
I missed your pancakes.
I think we’re out of syrup.
NICOLE [stares at Josh]
Who finished the syrup?
JOSH [sitting at kitchen table]
I didn’t know we were rationing.
STEPHEN [starts to leave]
I’ll go get some more.
Wait. [Stephen stops] You don’t have to be so nice. Just be yourselves. [they look at each other] You know what I mean. You’re all trying to make me feel better and I appreciate it, but the truth is, just being here is enough.
[Kyle’s cell phone rings; he gets it out of his pocket and looks at the caller ID.]
Excuse me. [walks over to other side of kitchen; Lori sits at table next to Josh]
How did it go?
Are they there right now?
KYLE [looks over his shoulder at Stephen and Nicole]
We need to talk, so meet me later like we agreed.
Okay, I will. Good bye.
NICOLE [to Kyle; Stephen is next to her just looking at the morning paper]
Was that Mr. Taylor?
[Kyle doesn’t answer; they look at each other]
Cool phone. You know, I could use a new one.
Good, go buy one.
STEPHEN [puts the want ads in front of him on the table]
Sure. Just as soon as you get that after-school job to pay for it.
Check the job board at The Rack. I’m meeting Declan there for lunch.
KYLE [gets glass of orange juice; comes over to table]
How is Declan?
An eternal ray of sunshine. He’s in a gunk.
A guy funk. Totally gender-specific. And you should come with. Maybe you can shake him out of it.
If a guy funk is a gunk, then what’s a girl funk?
[Lori throws food at him.]
IN THE WOODS NEAR ZZYZX
[Emily Hollander is walking around and investigating the campsite. The hunter’s body is lying on the ground; his shirt is missing.]
HOLLANDER [dials phone]
It’s Hollander. I found our girl. . .or at least what she left behind.
MADA-MAN [in his office]
Where are you?
In the woods east of the Zzyzx complex.
How long ago since she was there?
By the looks of things, it couldn’t have been more than four or five hours.
Is there anything I should be concerned about?
HOLLANDER [kneels over body; with her fingers she wipes a strange substance off his back]
Hmm. Not unless you count the dead guy covered in pink goo.
Clean it off so nothing can be traced back to The Company.
[Looking up, she see the hunting knife impaled through the tree trunk.]
What the – ?
[She stares with disgust at her fingers and wipes the pink goo off on the man’s pants.]
What is it?
[walks around the tree looking at the knife stuck through it]
She must be exceptionally strong. You forgot to mention that.
As I told you, I have no idea what she’s capable of. Find her before she kills again. Is that clear?
HOLLANDER [walks back to dead body and stands over it]
THE TRAGER HOUSE
[Walking through the kitchen, Kyle grabs some SPKs out of the bag on the counter. He keeps walking but stops and turns around to look at a half-empty glass of water that someone left behind. Going over to it, he stares at the glass, remembering the first afternoon he met Adam Baylin.]
What’s the trick?
Once you teach your mind to alter the positive and negative polarity of the cells in your body –
– the glass will move.
Not the glass. The water inside it.]
[Josh walks into the kitchen behind Kyle and watches him concentrating on the glass of water.]
What are you doing?
KYLE [his reverie broken, looks over shoulder at him]
Oh, hey Josh.
Why were you zonin’ out like that?
You were staring at that glass.
I was thirsty.
Right. Come on, did you learn some new tricks while you were away?
I don’t do tricks.
Kyle. . .you forget. I kept records. . .okay? And I’d be more than happy to bust out that file if you got something new you wanna show me.
KYLE [looks at the glass]
Okay, I do have something. But we have to concentrate really hard if we want it to work.
KYLE [turns to the glass]
Face the glass. Close your eyes.
Close my eyes?
Do you want it to work?
[Josh folds his arms in front of him and closes his eyes. Kyle picks up the glass and quickly drinks all of the water. He puts the glass down again.]
[with mouth full of water] Open ‘em.
[over Josh’s shoulder] I made the water disappear.
[Kyle leaves the kitchen and Josh stares uncertainly at the empty glass on the counter.]
ON THE STREET
Featured Artist/Song: Griffin House – “Ordinary Day”
[Kyle is running down the sidewalk on the way to his appointment to meet Foss. Declan is driving by and sees him.]
DECLAN [honks his horn]
KYLE [stops; waits as Declan pulls over to curb]
Hey, welcome back. [gets out of his car]
It’s good to see you.
[They briefly hug each other]
You don’t look any different.
You don’t look like you’re in a gunk.
A gunk? Ah. . .Lori thinks I’m depressed.
No. . .[sighs] But you had me freaked out and worried.
There’s no reason to be.
Right – because being the keeper of your secret code and good bye message shouldn’t have given me any anxiety.
You should forget about that box.
Forget it? It’s been torturing me for months.
Everything’s fine now.
No, everything’s not fine. Come on Kyle, you can’t come back out of nowhere and not tell me what happened.
Sorry, I have to be somewhere right now.
I just gotta go. [turns and walks away]
DECLAN [standing on sidewalk, raises arms in the air]
Not cool, Kyle. After everything?
Just not cool!
[Kyle doesn’t look back. He starts to run away down the sidewalk leaving Declan standing alone.]
[The girl, “XX”, is wandering through the crowded park. She is dirty and dressed only in the hunter’s large flannel shirt. People are staring and talking about her because she looks strange and wild. A mother grabs her two children off of a swing set and drags them away. An old man is sitting by himself on a park bench reading a newspaper. As he watches her, XX comes over to the bench and tries to sit down like the man. She has never done it before and plops down awkwardly. He looks kindly at her. She has never seen anyone old before and reaches out to touch the wrinkles on his face. She smiles at her and chuckles. This pleases her, and as she reaches up to touch her own face, copying his expression, she smiles for the very first time.
A baseball rolls on the ground at her feet and she glances down at it.]
GIRL [in the background]
Get the ball!
[XX stands and picks up the baseball and tastes it. She sits back down on the bench with the ball, looking at it and smelling it while the old man watches her. A little boy approaches her.]
BOY [holds out his hand]
Can I have my ball back?
[Copying the little boy, she holds her hand out to him and spreads her fingers, looking at him with wide eyes. He is frightened and runs away. Suddenly, she hears a heartbeat and looks up towards the road where Kyle is running past. Sensing something, he slows down, turns around and looks around the park for a moment. Not seeing anything, he keeps on running down the street as she watches him. When he is out of sight, she gets up from the bench, drops the baseball on the ground and walks off.]
Featured Artist/Song: Cary Brothers – “Something”
[Nicole and Brian Taylor are sitting inside at a table together having coffee and talking.]
I appreciate you seeing me.
It’s . .it’s my pleasure. I understand you’ve got a very weighty decision to make.
No, we love Kyle. I mean, that’s not the issue. It’s just that. . .he left here with so many questions unanswered.
Well, I’ll do my best to answer them for you.
That five-year period when Kyle was lost and the Petersons were looking for him, he couldn’t remember any of it.
Well, he did through therapy in Connecticut.
He was abducted by a man named Adam Baylin.
Adam Baylin – that was the name of the grad student who looked like Kyle.
Apparently, Noah bore a striking resemblance to Baylin’s dead son. He kidnapped him. Clearly deluded, he raised him as his own for the next five years. Now the good news, if there can be any in these circumstances, is that he treated him very well. Noah said that they spent most of their time together with him teaching him.
Teaching him? Teaching him what?
Mathematics, physics. Baylin was a scholar. And, as you know, Noah’s very talented in those areas.
Well, how did Kyle end up wandering in the woods that day?
Well, Baylin was a very tortured soul. He took his own life [Nicole closes her eyes and shakes her head], leaving Noah alone, distraught. Eventually he just wandered off. I believe that’s where you came in.
[Nicole looks distressed]
Look, Mrs. Trager, Noah has come to terms with this. He wants to put the past to rest and move forward. My hope is that he can do that with the love and support of your family. [she nods at him]
ON THE HUNT
[Hollander is sitting behind the wheel of her car looking through documents. An APB comes over her radio that immediately gets her attention.]
Female caucasian, hair black, wearing blood-stained shirt only. Behavior erratic, considered dangerous. Sighted on McGowan, north of Juniper Park.
[Tossing the documents on the seat, she speeds off in her car.]
[Kyle enters an old warehouse in an out-of-the-way section of town. Sirens are blaring in the distance and a train whistle is blowing. Tables are piled with unpacked boxes. Foss’s van is parked inside of the large room. Kyle walks over to a table with a computer monitor and starts to finger the blueprints stacked on top.]
FOSS [standing behind him in the darkness]
You made it.
What’s all this?
FOSS [approaches, carrying a CPU and keyboard]
Baylin’s belongings. All his journals and his books; his research. You’ll understand it better than I can. [puts equipment on the table and starts untangling the cords.]
How’d it go with the Tragers?
It’s hard. . .not telling them the truth.
I’m going to tell Declan.
FOSS [looks up and shakes his head]
No, you’re not.
I need to. He already knows a lot of the story.
Before I left, he was helping me. [Foss looks horrified] There was no one else who understood.
What and now. . .[chuckles] and now you’re back and he’s askin’ questions?
I can explain it to him.
FOSS [raises his voice]
No, you can’t! For the same reason you can’t explain it to the Tragers.
He already knows more than they do.
FOSS [points finger at him and comes around to other side of the table]
Well, that’s your mistake! [Kyle winces in pain]
What were you thinking? [the glass skylight in the ceiling vibrates]
He’s my friend. I can trust him.
You’re the one who said you wanted to come back! [Kyle winces again and the overhead glass shudders] You said you understood the way things were going to work!
And there are consequences for my decision, I know that!
Well, you obviously don’t! Because the only logical move is to shut him out!
[The ceiling shudders again and jagged cracks appear in the overhead glass.]
I need someone I can talk to!
Then you know what? Go ahead. Tell him . . .tell him everything. Tell him all. Tell him about the experiments. . .and the murders and the lies that you’ve been perpetrating. [Kyle is in distress and more cracks appear in the glass over their heads.] And we’ll wait and we’ll see how long it takes before somebody catches wind of who you are and what you can do and drags you out of there!! Is that what you want?!
[Kyle clutches his head in pain as the skylight overhead explodes in a shower of glass that crashes down upon them. They both look up for a moment, then duck and cover their heads. In a few seconds, it is all over. Shocked, they look all around them at the shattered glass.]
FOSS [points at the ceiling]
[gasping] That. . .that’s. . .what we’re here to explore. And that’s why you can’t explain, because of that. That is unexplainable.
[Kyle looks over at a large shard of glass that is sticking out the top of one of the cardboard boxes.]
[Hollander is talking in the park with the old man who saw the missing girl. He points in the direction she was walking when he last saw her.]
[The girl “XX” wanders into a deserted area of a dockyard near some large metal shipping containers. She is looking at a forklift when she sees her reflection in the cracked side-view mirror. She gasps softly. Not understanding who she sees, she waves her hand in front of the mirror and touches her hair. Confused, she hits her hand against the glass over and over until it breaks and she cuts her fingers. Shaking her hand and wiping it on the shirt, she wanders off again towards one of the shipping containers.]
Featured Artist/Song: Kaiser Chiefs - "Ruby"
[Lori and Josh are seated at the counter. She is drinking a smoothie and he is flipping through his little notebook.]
LORI [to counterman]
This smoothie has chunks.
JOSH [looking through his notebook]
Chunks are good. They add texture.
Hey, is that your – ?
My Kyle File?
Still on the alien trip?
Not unless he does something notebook-worthy again. Which, thus far, nada.
His parents just died. I don’t think his mission is to amaze you.
He could throw me a bone. Start speakin’ in tongues, run a two-minute mile, predict a tsunami or. . .something.
[Kyle walks up behind them, listening to what Josh is saying]
He’s only been back a day. Give him time.
I just hope Kyle is still. . .Kyle.
How’s the job search going?
I still haven’t found my ideal work situation.
[Two giggling girls walk past them.]
Sitting around eye-groping unattainable cheerleaders.
[Josh turns his head to watch them]
Which he does here?
JOSH [starts thinking]
[laughs] Kyle, you’re a genius.
Oh please. I don’t even think you could work a blender.
JOSH [scoffs at her]
[to counterman] Yo, you hiring?
Featured Artist/Song: French Kicks – “So Far We Are”
[Looking up, Kyle sees Amanda coming through the door. She hangs up her coat and goes over to a rack of magazines and picks one up. Kyle smiles at Lori and starts walking over to Amanda. Lori and Josh look after him, smiling.]
KYLE [to Amanda]
AMANDA [turning around, surprised]
Kyle. . .
AMANDA [throws her arms around his neck]
Oh my God. Kyle, what are you doing here?!
Um, I’m meeting Josh and Lori.
No, I don’t mean here. I mean here, as in “in town.”
I got in last night.
I can’t believe it. How long are you staying?
Still trying to figure that out.
Well, make it as long as possible. We’ve got so much to catch up on.
Well, let’s catch up now.
I can’t, I’m waiting for Charlie.
Yeah, you know. Tall, dark, perpetually late boyfriend.
You’re still together?
Yeah, why wouldn’t we be?
[Kyle just shrugs and smiles at her]
Anyhow, can we catch up later?
How about tonight?
We’re goin’ to a concert. Believe me, I’d love to bail, but Charlie waited in line for like two days to get the tickets. But promise me you’ll find time.
Then I know it’ll happen.
[They smile at each other for a moment, then she hugs him again.]
[over his shoulder] I’m so glad you’re here.
[Following her leads, Hollander is walking through the shipping area in the dockyard, and she notices the blood on the shattered mirror of the forklift. She turns when she hears loud banging. Walking towards the sound, the banging changes to a rapid thumping noise coming from the inside of one of the metal shipping containers.]
HOLLANDER [standing outside of container, ear against the side]
Hello? [the thumping stops for a moment]
I’m not here to hurt you. Do you understand?
I’m here to take you home. [thumping resumes]
Okay. I’m coming in now. Don’t do anything crazy. [to herself] Anything crazier than this.
[Hollanders slides the door open slowly and steps inside holding a flashlight out in front of her. The girl inside looks up at her. She is drawing pictures on the outside of the cartons stacked inside the container.]
It’s okay. Easy now. You’re okay.
[getting closer and shining light in the girl’s face] God, you’re just a kid.
Hi. My name’s Emily. That’s it. Don’t be afraid.
[kneels down in front of her] I’m here to help you. I’m your friend.
[The girl reaches out to touch the flashlight.] You like the light? Yeah.
[While the girl is distracted by the light, Hollander shoots her with a tranquilizer gun. The girl whimpers and looks down at the dart stuck in her body. She struggles for a moment before falling unconscious.]
You’re just gonna go to sleep for awhile.
[Standing up, she checks the girl’s pulse, then shines her flashlight around the inside of the container, looking at the drawings the girl has created. There are several of the hunter and one of the old man from the park. She makes a call on her cell phone.]
It’s Hollander. I’ve got her.
Where are you?
We’re in a dockyard about six miles west of the interstate on Route 16 in a shipping container near the back fence.
Well, bring her in.
HOLLANDER [looking at more of drawings]
Yeah, well, there’s somethin’ that you’re gonna want to see for yourself.
THE TRAGER HOUSE
[The family is seated around the kitchen table. Nicole and Stephen are explaining to the kids about Kyle and his situation.]
I know. It’s tough to hear.
[Josh only stares down at the table.]
His amnesia helped protect him ‘till he was ready to deal with the experience.
Fortunately, Kyle seems to have made peace with it.
NICOLE [looking over at Josh]
Josh? You okay?
Yeah, but a kidnapping. It’s just. . .so. . .ordinary. [Stephen looks at him incredulously; Lori rolls her eyes]
Well, yeah, it’s great that Kyle’s okay, but this completely blows my alien abduction theory out of the water.
There is something seriously wrong with you.
Look, we just wanted you both to know everything before we make our final decision.
When Kyle first came here, everything about him was a mystery. And. . .now it’s all clear. And what we’re left with is a boy – a remarkable boy, who has no one else in the world but us.
And once we sign those custody papers, he’ll be one of us. Here to stay.
Well, of course you should sign.
Kyle’s still the man. Even if he is ordinary.
[Back home after his secret meeting with Foss, Kyle hangs his jacket on the coat stand and walks into his bedroom. Declan is at the house, and he follows Kyle into the room and shuts the door behind him.]
KYLE [turning around]
What are you doing here?
Listen man. I get that whatever you have to say is gonna be a little off the charts of normal.
[Kyle looks over at the open window and back at Declan] But I can take it.
KYLE [shutting the window]
I really can’t talk about that.
KYLE [comes back to Declan]
Because I don’t wanna lie to you.
Well, then tell me the truth.
It’s not possible.
I don’t understand any of this. That guy, Tom Foss, hid cameras in this house. Someone came after you with a gun, Kyle!
It’s all been taken care of.
But. . .what are you. . .what are you talkin’ about? By who?!
Do you have any idea what I’ve had to deal with keepin’ your secret? [Kyle winces in pain at another confrontation] I’ve been lying to Lori for months, I can’t focus, my grades are screwed, my dad is all over me. [Kyle grimaces again and looks over at the window when a small crack appears in the pane.] The only thing that’s kept me remotely sane is knowing that one day you would tell me what the hell you got me into and it would all be worth it.
Look me in the eye and tell me all of it was for nothing.
KYLE [looks him in the eye]
It wasn’t for nothing. And I can’t say anymore.
[Declan is mad and disappointed. He turns around and leaves. Kyle walks over to the window and looks at the crack in the glass that Declan didn’t notice.]
[Ballantine enters the container shining a flashlight. Hollander is holding more drawings in her hand that the girl has made on packing paper.]
Our girl’s been busy. They offer art classes at Zzyzx?
[shining flashlight around at drawings on the cartons]
Must be all the people that she came into contact with in the last 48 hours.
[Ballantine looks at the drawings and barely acknowledges the unconscious girl. Looking up at the inside wall of the container, something attracts his attention and he shines his flashlight on it.]
HOLLANDER [looks up at the large drawing of Kyle on the side of the wall]
Who is he?
The other asset.
XY? Thought you said he was terminated.
That’s what I was led to believe. But if she saw him out there. . . Your next assignment, Ms. Hollander. . .has just begun.
[He leaves. Hollander stares at the image of Kyle on the wall. It is a drawing of him from the park where the girl saw him running.]
THE TRAGER HOUSE
[Stephen and Nicole are in the kitchen preparing dinner and chatting. Kyle comes to the doorway and watches them, not saying anything.]
I’m starving. Looks good.
NICOLE [closes oven door; turns around and sees Kyle standing there.]
I didn’t hear ya come in.
Everything all right?
I know my coming back h