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| - PETER: Olivia. Olivia! TRIAGE NURSE: It's okay. She's just resting. PETER: And where's my little girl? TRIAGE NURSE: No children were brought in. PETER: She was with us. Where are they keeping the kids? ‘Etta! ‘Etta! (Peter bolts awake from his nightmare in a panic. it's early morning in his daughter's apartment and he has spent the night on her couch. the invasion events from decades earlier haunt his dreams. as Walter slumbers on an adjacent couch, Peter decides to quickly check on his fully grown daughter) HENRIETTA BISHOP: Dad? You alright? (as he sneaks a look into her bedroom as she rises) PETER: Yeah, I'm alright. I was just checking up on you. (leaves the bedroom) (Henrietta recovers her necklace with the spent bullet from the bedding then leans back to reflect. Walter stirs from his sleep and checks out the window. 2036 is still as bleak as when he went to sleep the night before) PETER: (to Astrid as she sits in the kitchen playing a holographic board game) What time is it? ASTRID: It's around seven. I made some tea. And I found these in the fridge. They're called Egg Sticks. PETER: My gawd. (holds up what looks like a pasty white 'Slim Jim') What is that -- punishment food? ASTRID: (sardonic) Welcome to 2036. COMPUTER GAME: The word 'naugahyde' not found. ASTRID: Naugahyde was a very popular premium pleather. American patents... WALTER: Peter, you let me oversleep. We should be on our way by now to find Olivia. PETER: (to the man in boxer shorts) Nobody wants to find Olivia more than I do, but you're gonna need some pants, Walter. WALTER: (grumpy) I'm aware I'm not wearing pants, Peter. I'm not an idiot. The last time I spoke to her, she was in that location -- Columbus Circle, 2015. HENRIETTA BISHOP: (joining the group. dressed to go) She was in New York? WALTER: She called me the day she disappeared. I could hardly hear her. The line went dead. PETER: Do you understand that conversation was twenty-one years ago? She could be anywhere now, in this city or not. WALTER: She had a piece of the puzzle... a crucial piece. (activates the holographic blueprint for the anti-Observer device) This is just one part. What I sent her to get will unlock the whole. HENRIETTA BISHOP: Unlock the whole what? WALTER: Plan to defeat the Observers, of course. September and I worked on the plan he provided in a unique way. After we completed each component, the information was scrambled in my mind as a precaution against being read. He told me that when the time came to implement the plan, I had to retrieve something from Grand Central Station, and that then all would be clear. And that's what I sent Olivia to get. She was on her way back when she vanished. She never returned. A few days later, I Ambered us. (gobbles down a mouthful of the breakfast staple) Good gawd. (spits it out) What's that? HENRIETTA BISHOP: It's an Egg Stick. WALTER: What a miserable future. Aspen, help me find my shoes. There's no time to waste. PETER: (privately to his daughter) We have to believe she's still alive. I know you're doubting that right now. HENRIETTA BISHOP: How could you know that? PETER: 'Cause how could she be, after all these years? What are the odds of getting all of us back? If she's still alive, Henrietta, we're gonna find her. Columbus Circle - Amber Clues WALTER: So this is what's left of Columbus Circle. A travesty... a travesty. PETER: What did they do to the park? HENRIETTA BISHOP: They paved it to build machines that pump carbon monoxide into the atmosphere. ASTRID: Why? HENRIETTA BISHOP: There's one on every continent. The air here, it's too oxygen-rich for them. A few more years, and the effects will be irreversible. It'll reduce the average non-Observer lifespan to somewhere around 45. WALTER: Well, somewhere around here she called me. She was running. That much I could ascertain, and then the connection was suddenly cut. ASTRID: Walter. WALTER: Yes, Olivia could be trapped in there. We had already discussed the possibility of using Amber as a last resort should we be at risk of being caught by the Observers. I'd already given her an Ambering device. I would have given one to you too if you hadn't abandoned us. ASTRID: (scolding) Walter. (gently to Peter) He didn't mean it. PETER: Sure he did. WALTER: Oh, no. ASTRID: What are all those holes? Everyone's gone. HENRIETTA BISHOP: Fourth Gen Amber removal -- they were taken recently. PETER: So the Observers have Olivia? HENRIETTA BISHOP: No. Amber Gypsies. WALTER: What on Earth are Amber Gypsies? Act I Gypsy Town - Black Marketing WALTER: Oh, my. HENRIETTA BISHOP: The black market thrives here. WALTER: (to a silent Geisha as she sits and rocks) Hello, there. I fell in love in Japan once. I almost married her. PETER: Come on, Walter. HENRIETTA BISHOP: Okay, go down three halls -- the first area on your right. PETER: You're not coming? HENRIETTA BISHOP: Fringe Division shakes these guys down all the time. Someone will recognize me.\ PETER: Walnuts? HENRIETTA BISHOP: Deal closer. That's almost $3,000. If they tell you any different, they're trying to rip you off. PETER: Excuse me. We're looking for someone who was cut out of Amber not far from here. We're not loyalists... just concerned family members. AMBER GYPSY: Freshest cuts are on the left. WALTER: I still can't believe my eyes -- what you've grown into. Of course, you must understand for me it's only two months ago that I took you to the pier. You loved the horses. HENRIETTA BISHOP: Carousel. WALTER: You remember? HENRIETTA BISHOP: No. I wish I did. It's just what they call them, right -- carousels? They used to anyway. WALTER: To me, you will forever be a little girl. PETER: The woman I'm looking for -- she's a blonde. AMBER GYPSY: So's my sister. Those are the cuts. PETER: This one would be hard to forget. AMBER GYPSY: Yeah. Information's expensive. PETER: She would have had an electronic device in her hand. AMBER GYPSY: Huh. Late twenties, black leather jacket? ASTRID: Yeah. AMBER GYPSY: She was sold. PETER: She was sold? Sold to who? Markham's Apartment - Recovering Olivia TELEVISION: (a 70 year-old western) Your stage is waiting for you, Maverick. You selling tickets? No, but you're buying one. I am? Yes, indeed. You being an understanding soul. And one that don't like violence. Let's get out of here, Maverick. You don't want any trouble. You're right, Doc, not that kind. EDWARD MARKHAM: (responding to his front doorbell) This apartment is Sanctioned. I have invoked Native Rights Statute 23-D. Go away. PETER: Markham? EDWARD MARKHAM: Markham is dead. (racks his shotgun) He died a hero's death. People were sad. He gave his life saving a bus full of small children and -- (after Peter breaks the door open and relieves the mighty warrior of his weapon) you're alive. PETER: Where is she? EDWARD MARKHAM: All of you. PETER: Where is she? EDWARD MARKHAM: Why haven't you aged? How did you not age? PETER: We know you bought her. EDWARD MARKHAM: I love her... from the first time she came into my bookstore. I never meant her any harm. PETER: How'd you get her in here? You had to use a dolly or something. EDWARD MARKHAM: It's not supposed to happen this way. She's supposed to wake up and see me as her savior, when I figure out exactly how to wake her up. ASTRID: A gurney. Peter, here. WALTER: This place is a treasure trove of literature. EDWARD MARKHAM: She's supposed to overlook my height issue and realize that I'm really good for her and that I love her. I have gone into substantial debt over this. Gypsy Town - Ratted out LOYALIST HOTLINE: You have something to report? AMBER GYPSY: I got some information to sell. LOYALIST HOTLINE: Is it Level Four? AMBER GYPSY: Yeah, it's good. Some people I saw on Reward Wire. I want three times the vouchers for my loyalty. LOYALIST HOTLINE: Proceed. Markham's Apartment - Losing Walter PETER: What's taking Walter so long? I want to get her out of here. HENRIETTA BISHOP: I'll go check. WALTER: Isaac Asimov. May I? EDWARD MARKHAM: Who cares? WALTER: I tried my hand at science-fiction writing once. Once. NEO-OBSERVER: Resistance is futile. HENRIETTA BISHOP: I feel like I’ve heard that before. (shoots the intruder) Walter, run. EDWARD MARKHAM: Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me. PETER: ‘Etta. Are you okay? HENRIETTA BISHOP: I'm okay. I'm okay. PETER: Where's Walter? HENRIETTA BISHOP: He should be here. PETER: Go. go, go. ASTRID: (as the leaves the area with Olivia's encasement) What are we gonna do about Walter? LOYALIST ENFORCER: (as Walter flees through the halls of the building) Don't move!
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