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thistle salad - 000120 - a nightmare at the ballet [[Jane Brand stands in front of silhouettes- speaks to someone off panel]] / Jane Brand: No, seriously. I don't want to go through all this again. / Whoever: Jane, that's your godsdamned cue. Get out there.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000120.htm
thistle salad - 000121 - a nightmare at the ballet [[Jane Brand starts dancing- the first of the silhouettes is revealed as the spotlight comes up on Mark Darnell.]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000121.htm
thistle salad - 000122 - a nightmare at the ballet [[Dancing, Jane Brand symbolically rejects her boyfriend, Mark Darnell, as the light comes up on the second silhouette.]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000122.htm
thistle salad - 000123 - a nightmare at the ballet [[The second silhouette is Lydia Adler, who (dancing) distracts Mark Darnell - reaffirms their friendship - while the lights come up on the third and final silhouette, Jane Brand's brother Malcolm.]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000123.htm
thistle salad - 000124 - a nightmare at the ballet [[Jane Brand leaps in the foreground while in the background, Lydia Adler and Mark Darnell watch in despair and her brother Malcolm also watches her, but he seems more angry.]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000124.htm
 
thistle salad - 000125 - a nightmare at the ballet [[Jane Brand pirouettes happily by herself, until her brother stops her.]] / [[Malcolm Brand drags his sister across the stage- gracelessly.]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000125.htm
thistle salad - 000126 - a nightmare at the ballet [[Jane Brand dances in duet with her brother Malcolm- they match each other's moves without seeming overly aware of each other's presence. But Jane looks happy for a moment.]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000126.htm
thistle salad - 000127 - a nightmare at the ballet [[the duet over, Jane Brand looks suddenly vulnerable. Her brother Malcolm is distracted- looking behind him to where Lydia Adler and Mark Darnell are hands clasped. Lydia is returning his (Malcolm's) look.]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000127.htm
thistle salad - 000128 - armageddon girl [[Office door reads "AVERA Resource Group; Costomized Staffing Solutions." Through the glass we see D.B. Bartlow and another woman waiting.]] / [[D.B. Bartlow and a blonde woman reading a newspaper sit on a couch. The newspaper says: "Rose Red strikes again. red-heads being targeted. 19 women have died in two months. Two killed yesterday in separate attacks. Police decline to discuss the type of weapon used, saying it could have..."]] / D.B. Bartlow: [[thinking]] Who am I kidding? This is just a waste of time. / [[Close up of Debbie Bartlow, looking sad.]] / D.B. Bartlow: [[thinking]] Like I could even get a normal job. / [[Avera Farnsworth enters with a clipboard.]] / Avera: Ms. Bartlow? This way, please.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000128.htm
thistle salad - 000129 - armageddon girl [[Avera Farnsworth holds a folder and is sitting down at a table.]] / Avera Farnsworth : Okay, Ms. Bartlow. Or is it D.B.? / [[D.B. Bartlow sits on the other side of the table.]] / D.B. Bartlow: um. It's Debbie, actually. / [[Wider shot of Avera's office.]] / Avera Farnsworth: Pleased to meet you, Debbie. I'm Avera. / D.B. Bartlow: Seriously? / Avera Farnsworth: Yes, seriously! It's not a coincidence. When my fahter founded this company, he named it after me. I guess he never thought I'd work here.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000129.htm
 
thistle salad - 000130 - armageddon girl [[Avera sits on one side of the table, looking at the contents of her folder.]] / Avera Farnsworth: It could have been worse, right? He could have named me after the company. / [[Avera Farnsworth sits on one side of the table, looking at the contents of her folder.]] / Avera: Anyway. I see you did very well on our screening tests. Very good. / [[Avera Farnsworth sits on one side of the table, the folder closed beneath her folded hands. Grinning.]] / Avera: Well, Debbie, your resume is a little weak, but I believe you are a strong candidate for our program. / [[D.B. Bartlow looks skeptical.]] / D.B. Bartlow: Meaning what? You might call in a month with a job?
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000130.htm
thistle salad - 000131 - armageddon girl [[Avera sits at a table]] / Avera Farnsworth: Okay. Yes. Finding work can be a slow process. / [[D.B. Bartlow sits at the other side of the table.]] / D.B. Bartlow: I'm sorry. It's just- I need a job. Badly. / [[Avera sits at a table]] / Avera Farnsworth: Job openings don't just appear. We have a system for matching people wtih projects. / [[D.B. Bartlow sits at the other side of the table.]] / D.B. Bartlow: And I have bills to pay. I just need a job, not "the perfect job." / [[Avera sits at a table, thinking.]] / [[Avera Farnsworth sits at a table, thinking.]] / Avera Farnsworth: Ms. Bartlow. You seem to be a very... capable woman. / [[D.B. Bartlow sits at the other side of the table.]] / D.B. Bartlow: um. / [[Avera Farnsworth sits at a table, raises one hand]] / Avera Farnsworth: I, uh, sense that you can take care of yourself. / [[D.B. Bartlow smiles in close-up.]] / D.B. Bartlow: Well, I certainly like to think so. / [[Avera Farnsworth reaches for something to her right.]] / Avera Farnsworth: In that case, I do have something that might suit you.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000131.htm
thistle salad - 000132 - armageddon girl [[blurry panel]] {{Andrea Bright isn't entirely blind}} / Salesgirl: Can I help you? / [[resolved panel, two salesgirls at the mall, the closest is speaking, the other is helping... Susan Hunter]] / Salesgirl: Ma'am? / [[Andrea Bright and her dog Saash stand in front of the perfume counter in a department store.]] / Andrea Bright: Not unless you know why my dog decided to bring me here.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000132.htm
thistle salad - 000133 - armageddon girl [[Susan Hunter and a salesgirl at the mall discuss lipstick colors.]] / Salesgirl: That would be Harbinger Red. One of our most popular shades. For when you really want them to sit up and take notice. / Susan Hunter: Wow! / [[Close-up on Susan Hunter.]] / Susan Hunter: "Sit up and take notice!" / Salesgirl: Man trouble? / Susan Hunter: Is it that obvious? / Salesgirl: Let me guess. He's spending too much time at the office? / [[Susan is looking into a mirror, the salesgirl is wincing.]] / Susan Hunter: Actually.... He's in a coma.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000133.htm
thistle salad - 000134 - armageddon girl [[blurry panel, Andrea Bright's POV]] / Salesgirl: Maybe I could interest you in some foreshadowing? / Andrea Bright: ... I'm sorry? / [[We still see Susan Hunter and the second salesgirl in the back.]] / Salesgirl: Eyeshadow? / [[Andrea looks (in the direction of) the eyeshadow proffering salesgirl]] / Andrea Bright: Actually, I try to avoid drawing attention to my eyes these days. / [[Saash, Andrea Bright's dog, growls.]] / Saash: RRRRR / [[Susan Hunter looks at the bloody remains of the salesgirl that was helping her.]] / Susan Hunter: oh no.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000134.htm
 
thistle salad - 000135 - armageddon girl [[The Red Rose Killer! stands out sketchy on a blurry background.]] / [[Andrea is calm, Saash is still bristly, the remaining salesgirl is crying.]] / Andrea Bright: Interesting.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000135.htm
thistle salad - 000136 - reunion [[Medea looks dazed, watching the cigarette in her hand burn down to her fingertips]] / Medea: Oh. Hey.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000136.htm
thistle salad - 000137 - reunion [[Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter shoulders her machine gun. Behind her is the entire armed group from the camp.]] / Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter: Yeah, hi.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000137.htm
thistle salad - 000138 - reunion [[Ish removes the burning cigarette from her friend's hand]] / Medea: [[stage whisper]] The Lieutenant seems a little upset, Ish.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000138.htm
thistle salad - 000139 - a murder of men (prologue) [[Tess Miller stands in the foreground- in the background, in a cell, is a soldier who's colors match her own- perhaps he comes from the same organization she did. The soldier (Steven Delmar) snarls at her, his face oddly twisted.]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000139.htm
 
thistle salad - 000140 - armageddon girl [[Ellen Cricklewood is standing in front of the counter at Charity Ellsworth's coffee shop. Charity is leaning on the counter, looking tired.]] / Ellen Cricklewood: I finally meet a guy, and, once again, I've managed to screw it up. / Ellen Cricklewood: I think I'm cursed. I haven't had any luck at all with dating since Garrett left, and now there's this whole thing with Robert-- / [[Ellen Cricklewood drinks her coffee.]] / Charity Ellsworth: .. ? .. Wait. Garrett? That guy you dated for like a minute two years ago? That guy you didn't even like? / [[Charity looks to the side as Ellen Cricklewood dumps her coffee on the floor.]] / Ellen Cricklewood: Hey. I liked him. Sure he was boring. And he never shut up about his thesis or his classes, or his professors. / Ellen Cricklewood: But I liked him. And I was so going to dump him -- / Charity Ellsworth: sigh. / [[Ellen Cricklewood surveys the mess.]] / Ellen Cricklewood: um. I'm -- not getting the free refill today, am I? / Charity Ellsworth: nope.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000140.htm
thistle salad - 000141 - armageddon girl [[A grey cat jumps on to the counter at the coffeeshop. Charity Ellsworth and Ellen Cricklewood are talking.]] / Charity Ellsworth: You know the last time I heard this story, you did dump him. / Ellen Cricklewood: Yeah. Probably. / Ellen Cricklewood: Well, uh, I'd already told everyone that I was going to break up with him. So when he stopped returning my calls and stopped hanging around, I figured he wasn't going to contradict me. / Charity Ellsworth: That seems... reasonable. / Ellen Cricklewood: Yeah, until he went and jinxed me. I don't get dumped, Charity. At least, I didn't. Not until Garrett freaking Tzarkov bored me through gods know how many dinners talking about the "mass hallucinations and religious revivals that proceeded the civil war" and then disappeared before I could tell him we were better off being just friends. / Ellen Cricklewood: And now there's Robert, who isn't boring and will never be my friend, because after last night, he's never going to talk to me again!!
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000141.htm
thistle salad - 000142 - armageddon girl [[Charity Ellsworth and Ellen Cricklewood are talking at the coffee shop.]] / Charity Ellsworth: Well, since obviously you won't go back to work without telling me about your latest drama, go ahead. / Ellen Cricklewood: We had a fight. / Ellen Cricklewood: I missed some dinner-party-thing he had with his boss. Mr. Barns had me doing inventory, like always, and maybe my job is dumb, but it's my job! Retail is a perfectly respectable-- / Charity Ellsworth: And? / Ellen Cricklewood: He said... stuff... I can't... And I... I threw a glass of water at him. / Charity Ellsworth: Is that all? Honey, he'll get over it. / Ellen Cricklewood: Yeah. 'Cos nothing cements a relationship like a night in the emergency room. / Ellen Cricklewood: It was a GLASS of water, Charity. / [[Charity is stunned]] / Charity Ellsworth: Oh, Ellen. / Ellen Cricklewood: Hey, isn't that the girl who blew up your shop?
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000142.htm
thistle salad - 000143 - armageddon girl [[Andrea Bright enters Charity Ellsworth's coffee shop. Charity looks at Andrea, while Andrea's dog, Saash, is jumping up on Ellen Cricklewood, who holds her cup over her head.]] / Charity: Andrea- What is it? What's happened?
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000143.htm
thistle salad - 000144 - hell breaks loose (prologue) [[Gwen Zvesti comes out on the landing, a tall woman with shocking black and white hair.]] / Gwen Zvesti: Ry? / [[The panel is ringed in yellow- a great yellow cat's eye]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000144.htm
 
thistle salad - 000145 - hell breaks loose (prologue) [[zoom out on the panel of the previous page- and further out, to reveal the vision was seen in the eye of the occular red lion. A woman leans over the animal to look into his eyes, a blonde woman in the dark gray uniform that marks the upper ranks of DEEP.]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000145.htm
thistle salad - 000146 - hell breaks loose (prologue) [[Col. Alexander is seated on a throne of stone, the emblem of DEEP behind her, next to the flag of the Empire. She is a tall, blonde woman and behind her is the impression of butterfly wings...]] / Col. Alexander: How interesting. Betu's son has returned from his exile. / John Diondel: It's those blasted witches that called him back. We should have intercepted the BellaDonna when we had the chance. / Col. Alexander: Nonsense, John. Ry's return was inevitable. He's no threat to me. / Col. Alexander: He's no use to anybody. Poor thing's barely more than an ordinary man now. / Col. Alexander: We'll just have to keep our eyes on him, won't we, Annie? / [[The chain around the lion's neck are visible now]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000146.htm
thistle salad - 000147 - other people's sins [[John Diondel has a hand out, keeping Victori Carslyle behind him as he looks around a corner to see two soldiers guarding a passage.]] / John Diondel: Looks like we'll be taking the long way around.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000147.htm
thistle salad - 000148 - armageddon girl [[D.B. Bartlow stands in a room full of butterflies, holding the door open with one hand- her other hand, holding a gun, is concealed behind her back. Outside, the world looks both bright and hazy.]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000148.htm
thistle salad - 000149 - prison planet [[Grace Warfield's prison cell. Grace is very upset.]] / Grace Warfield: No. No. It's solitary confinement. One bed, one cell, one prisoner. / Guard: Sorry, Grace. Space is tight. We're doubling people up all over. / [[the Guard leaves, Lisa waves at him.]] / Guard: You girls have fun. / [[Grace glares at Lisa.]] / Lisa Stewart: So. This is Hell's Island.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000149.htm
 

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