FM Pilot Script: Part One

Pilot Script Part One (newest draft as of 5/8/21)

LEE: Jerk.

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INT. LIVING ROOM OF ABANDONED HOUSE- NIGHT

BRACKEN is sitting in an old and dirty cushioned chair in a room, where the only light comes from the computer he is looking at, as well as some street lamps from outside. In the opposite corner, MARKOVETZ is tied to a chair. His feet are taped together and his hands are duct taped behind his back. Blood is running down the side of his face and one of his eyes is swollen shut, along with multiple other bruises and wounds.

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EXT. STREET BY ABANDONED HOUSE - NIGHT

Torres is walking on the sidewalk. She zips up her jacket and puts her hands in her pockets. She looks up at the abandoned house and walks inside...

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INT. ABANDONED HOUSE - CONTINUOUS

...Torres walks to the living room and stops.

TORRES: Why is it so dark in here?

Bracken looks up as Torres takes out a short cylinder.

BRACKEN: I focus better in the dark.

Torres presses a button on the device and it lights up. She sets it on the arm of the chair Bracken is sitting in.

TORRES: Focus on what? You just had to wait for me to get back. It shouldn't take a lot of brain power.

BRACKEN: Decoding messages. What took you so long getting back?

TORRES: I had a V.I.U. agent on my tail. Had to lose him.

BRACKEN: Why didn't you just kill him?

TORRES: The V.I.U. already suspects us for this guy.

Torres motions to Markovetz.

TORRES: If I killed an agent in plain daylight the Councillors would be on my ass about that.

BRACKEN: Calm down. They've let me off countless times, they'll let you off.

TORRES: You've only messed up three times at most. Stop acting like we're on the same rank, we're not.

BRACKEN: I thought you hated it when I mentioned our difference in ranking.

TORRES: Yeah, you. Because you nonchalantly brag about it every. Damn. Time. Pardon me if I don't want to hear it all day.

MARKOVETZ: (coughs) Are you two done?

Bracken closes the computer and looks over at Markovetz. Torres glances at Markovetz and rolls her eyes.

BRACKEN: You want to repeat that?

Markovetz coughs again and looks up.

MARKOVETZ: I asked if you were done. If not, spare me the couple squabble and go outside.

Bracken stands up, shoving the computer into Torres' arms. She sets the computer down on the chair as Bracken walks over to Markovetz. Bracken takes out a gun and loads it, placing it against Markovetz's head.