Script Excerpt from episode #1 'the rain'

INT. Blaines’ private library – Magaera’s memory - night

Spooked and freshly awakened, MICHAEL BLAINE, wearing his plaid pajamas, is seeking his sister, Caelin, when he finds his sister-in-law, Magaera, in their library.

As Michael approaches the library’s threshold, Magaera looks up.

MICHAEL
Hi -– Have you seen Caelin? She’s not
in her room.

MAGAERA
Sorry -– I haven’t.

MICHAEL
Alright, thanks.
(leaving)

MAGAERA
Michael –- Wait. You don’t look
yourself. Could I help with something?

SMASH CUT TO:

INT. Blaine mansion – Michael’s flashback - morning

YOUNG MICHAEL, 11, is running merrily down the stairs in his plaid pajamas when he sees his father, Laurence, strangling his mother, LISA TORRINI-BLAINE, at the bottom of the staircase.

Young Michael’s stopped cold mid-staircase.

YOUNG MICHAEL
What are you doing to Mommy?

ANGLE: YOUNG MICHAEL

Laurence looks up. His glare sears through Young Michael.

Laurence’s eyes are filled with something unspeakable that begins to give way to hints of remorse, maybe even sorrow as he removes his hands from the woman’s neck.

Releasing Michael from his gaze, Laurence walks out the door. Michael runs down the stairs to his mother but doesn’t know what to do.

He picks up the phone and begins to dial 911 but hesitates after pressing the first two digits:

YOUNG MICHAEL
They didn’t bring grandma back.
(looks at the receiver in his hand)
C AAAAAA E L IIII N!

YOUNG CAELIN, in her Sleeping Beauty nightgown from Disney World, rushes out from her room to Young Michael downstairs.
Before Young Caelin can reach the bottom of the staircase --

-- Lisa regains consciousness and grabs Young Michael’s arm, weakly but suddenly:

CLOSE ON: LISA

LISA
No.

YOUNG MICHAEL
Mommy... What should I do?

LISA
Hang up.

RESUME MAGAERA’S MEMORY:

MAGAERA
Michael?

MICHAEL
(looking into the distance) Yeah?

MAGAERA
What’s wrong, Michael?

MICHAEL
Nothing. I was just... looking
for Caelin.

MAGAERA
Yeah, you said. She’s not here.

MICHAEL
Okay, thanks.
(leaving)

MAGAERA
(bounds into Michael’s way)
Hold it –-
(places a hand on his chest)
-- Michael, you’re not going anywhere --
(jolt of chemistry, releases grip)
-- until --
(beat)
-- you tell me what’s wrong.

MICHAEL
(grasps her hand in both of his)
It’s no big deal.

Magaera gives him a disbelieving look. Unrelenting.

MICHAEL
Well...

MAGAERA
... Yes?..

MICHAEL
You know I sleepwalk sometimes, right?

MAGAERA
I’ve heard something about that.

MICHAEL
Well... I just saw Her again.

MAGAERA
(forehead wrinkles) Who?

MICHAEL
(releases her hand)
I guess you didn’t hear the punch line.
(resigns himself)
You know of people, maybe yourself, who
begin seeing dots and lines that aren’t
there when sleep deprived?

MAGAERA
I’ve had that experience... I was in
less than top form – driving a long way.

MICHAEL
... Sometimes I not only sleepwalk
but I see... The Woman.

Michael looks at Magaera to see if she thinks he’s insane. Since she does not appear to, he continues:

MICHAEL
-- I know she probably doesn’t exist
but I think I’m awake when I see her -- She’s
all that makes me... I don’t know.

MAGAERA
It must have been an unpleasant --
(teasing)
-- or a pleasant dream.

MICHAEL
(laughs)
No, nothing like that!
(eye contact, thoughtful)
She looks a lot like Mom actually but...
... dead... Maybe.

For an instant, Magaera ‘rests’ her fingers on Michael’s arm
reassuringly: They don’t really rest; Her fingers trail their
way to their stopping place. At that moment, there’s another
surge of involuntary electricity: Magaera ends the contact almost
immediately. Almost.

MAGAERA
Like a doppelganger?

MICHAEL
No.

MAGAERA
A portent? An ancestor?

MICHAEL
No. But I like your imagination.
(smiles, turns serious)
I don’t think she’s supernatural.

MAGAERA
You wouldn’t.

MICHAEL
True, but she's strangely familiar.
Somehow she looks like Kessandra.

MAGAERA
(chuckling)
Like your favorite scientist and like
your mom – This is sounding Freudian,
Michael.

MICHAEL
I know. But She’s not like that.
She’s... bionic maybe.

MAGAERA
You don’t believe in the spirit world but
you believe in the Bionic Woman?

MICHAEL
(beat, voice low)
I don’t know what to believe.

MAGAERA
(beat)
I do. You.