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thistle salad - 000180 - anna bloom wakes up [[words superimposed over a sleeping Eliza Rowlock]] / -not even pretty- / -sleep through anything- / -don't know what he sees in- / -???- / -?? happy til he- / -???- / -does ??? hair?- / -??? to- / -???- / -?? can start over- / girl in dream: IT'S YOUR TURN, DUMMY! / Eliza Jane Rowlock: But I don't even know what we're playing! / girl in dream: How typical.
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thistle salad - 000181 - anna bloom wakes up [[Eliza finds herself with a hand of cards]] / Eliza Jane Rowlock: But- What am I supposed to do? / girl in dream: You're supposed to lose. / second girl: The new girl always loses. / third girl: Always.
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thistle salad - 000182 - anna bloom wakes up [[Eliza finds herself in the middle of a game of cards]] / Eliza Jane Rowlock: This is ridiculous. What about- what about luck? Like, beginner's luck? / second girl: Luck runs out. Even yours. / third girl: Besides, the new girl always gets the worst hand. / Eliza Jane Rowlock: Then- how do I win? / second girl: You don't. / second girl: You have to lose so that there can be another new girl. / Eliza Jane Rowlock: And then? / second girl: Then you're one of us and we stop stacking the deck against you.
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thistle salad - 000183 - anna bloom wakes up [[Eliza finds herself playing a game of cards]] / Eliza Jane Rowlock: Okay. And why don't you like me? / some girl: Why should we? / third girl: You still have a choice. / another girl: We didn't invent this game, Anna. / second girl: And we were all the new girl once. / Eliza Jane Rowlock: but I'm not-- / [[waking up, glowing slightly]] / Eliza Jane Rowlock: Anna!!
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thistle salad - 000184 - armageddon girl [[Juni Ellis sits on an office couch, looking uncomfortable. Behind her is a frosted window, through which we can see four shadows.]] / Shadow 1: She doesn't even look the part! Publicity's going to love this. / Shadow 2: Bottom line, she's had the training and she's all we've got. / Shadow 3: Sir, if I may, we need a presence on the street. Especially with the Rose Red Killer at large. The people depend on us. / Shadow 4?: And how exactly is backing last year's runner up serving the public trust? We have our reputation to consider. / Shadow 3?: Then what of our reputation now? With no one on the job, public opinion is starting to turn against us.
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thistle salad - 000185 - armageddon girl [[The same scene as before, but Juni Ellis looks more concerned.]] / Shadow ?: Wait. Isn't this the girl that was put in the hospital during practical evaluations? She's unreliable. / Shadow ?(Jerry): Unreliable? Sir, she was mauled by the Skinned Man. No one anticipated-- / Shadow ?: Yes, but Jerry, you keep insisting that she's had the training, but in a bonafide survival situation she choked. / Shadow ?(Jerry): Okay, maybe she's a little inexperienced. But she has consistently tested better than any girl we've seen since Pamela died. / Shadow ?: "Can't save her own ass, but damn she looked good on paper!" The press is going to love this.
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thistle salad - 000186 - armageddon girl [[The same scene, but Juni Ellis is now huddled up on the couch with her face almost buried in her knees.]] / Shadow ? (Jerry): Fine. But the way I see it, we don't have a lot of choice here. We've lost two agents in as many months. But if you're too wra- / Shadow ?: Wait, Jerry, maybe there is something to this. We skip the publicity, just put in a couple of appearances, maintain the image. If she works out, she can be the new girl. Meanwhile, we'll keep an eye on her and see if whoever snatched the last two will come back for thirds. / Shadow ? (Jerry): Thank you, sir. We won't let you down. / Shadow ?: Wardrobe's going to have a fit. Too bad she isn't pretty.
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thistle salad - 000187 - a murder of men (prologue) [[Danny Relston's office- Danny is cutting up the picture of Anna Bloom he was previously waving in Tess Miller's face. He has green tinted fingernails. On the desk in front of him is a file.]]
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thistle salad - 000188 - a murder of men (prologue) [[Danny Relston's office. Having removed her husband from the picture, Danny is placing the photograph into a file of similar pictures of Anna Bloom. Also in the file is a poster offering a reward for information concerning the dissappearence of Anna and her sister, Eliza Rowlock and a newspaper clipping that reads " High School Senior Killed in Freak Tragic Accident - Honor Roll Student Crushed to Death in---"]]
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thistle salad - 000189 - armageddon girl [[Charity Ellsworth sits at her desk in the coffee shop looking through the papers Robert Baron has given her to read and sign. Her cat is rolling on the desk.]] / Charity Ellsworth: Blah, blah, the undersigned... / Charity Ellsworth: I'm sure they'd give me alot of money just to go away. But that's not poetic. / [[The cat falls off the desk.]] / Charity Ellsworth: Aaa! Caveh! / [[Charity peers over the edge of the desk, and Jetta Zarfos walks into frame. She's wearing a shiny pendant.]] / Charity Ellsworth {{to the cat}}: Are you okay, sweetheart?
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thistle salad - 000190 - armageddon girl [[Avera is eating lunch at her desk.]] / Avera Farnsworth: um... Can I help you? / [[Millicent and Verity are in her office-]] / Millicent: 'don't know. Can you?
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thistle salad - 000191 - armageddon girl [[Charity Ellsworth greets Jetta who has just walked into the coffee shop.]] / Charity Ellsworth: Hey! Jetta! It's been awhile. What's up? / Jetta Zarfos: Uh, nothing. Nothing's up. / [[Jetta looks worried, and fingers the pendant of her necklace.]] / Charity Ellsworth: Are you okay? You look a little-- / Jetta Zarfos: Like I've been sublimating other people? / [[Jetta looks more worried, and clutches the pendant of her necklace.]] / Charity Ellsworth: --shaken. Um. You... haven't been-? / Jetta Zarfos: Sublimating people? Don't be ridiculous. Of course not. / [[Charity glares, and the grey cat paws at her leg.]] / Charity Ellsworth: Well. Good. Glad to hear it. Perhaps you'd like to buy some coffee, then.
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thistle salad - 000192 - armageddon girl [[Millicent and Verity have invaded Avera's office.]] / Avera Farnsworth: So, girls, what brings you here? Are you looking for temporary help? / [[Millicent and Verity exchange a glance]] / Millicent: We thought-- we thought we should warn you... They don't really know who they're looking for. And this happened twice before. We think. Only... / Verity: Only not like this and now there's nothing we can do to help!
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thistle salad - 000193 - armageddon girl [[Millicent and Verity have invaded Avera's office. Avera doesn't know what to make of the little girls.]] / Millicent: I told you this wouldn't work. / Verity: She doesn't know. She doesn't remember us. / Avera Farnsworth: Look, girls, whoever you are, I have to get back to work here. / Verity: It's their hearts! They're not like yours! / Millicent: But they can still be taken. And everything can be broken.
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thistle salad - 000194 - armageddon girl [[Charity Ellsworth and Jetta Zarfos are talking in the coffee shop.]] / Charity Ellsworth: Jetta, what the hell happened to you? / Jetta Zarfos: Wish I knew! / [[Charity picks up her grey cat.]] / Jetta Zarfos: Okay. This is going to sound random but do you remember my study group? We met here a few times. / Charity Ellsworth: Yes, in the halcyon days before the place blew up. / Jetta: ... blew up? / Charity Ellsworth: Yeah. Uh, it was.... um... struck by lightning. Where have you been? / Jetta Zarfos: Stuck in an alternative timeline, apparently.
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thistle salad - 000195 - armageddon girl [[Charity Ellsworth, Jetta Zarfos, and the cat continue to talk (well, not the cat, so much) in Charity's coffee shop.]] / Charity Ellsworth: What's so important about a study group? / Jetta Zarfos: Forget it. I'm just going crazy. / Charity Ellsworth: No. Hey! Wait. Um. There was you, of course, Edmond (er, Edward?), Sean (who transferred from State), Wendy and that one girl who always wore her skirts unseasonably short whose name was... Myra. Moira? / Jetta Zarfos: And Lydda. / [[As Charity Ellsworth and Jetta Zarfos talk, the pendant of Jetta's necklace begins to glow again.]] / Charity Ellsworth: No. Five people. Smoky black tea, coffee two sugars, double mocha latte, one just water and iced tea with extra lemon. I don't remember any Lydda. / Jetta Zarfos: No one does but me.
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thistle salad - 000196 - reunion [[Medea is being looked after by her friend Ish and one of the medical guys.]] / [[Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter looks on, her focus seemingly on the key that Medea wears around her neck with her dog tags.]] / [[As she looks, the key transforms into... into a portal to another world that Izzy, as a young teenager, was spirited away into - or, actually, kidnapped by... some guy.]]
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thistle salad - 000197 - reunion Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter: mmm? / Medical officer: I said, doesn't the commanding officer have any orders? / Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter: You know, if this was an organization that relied on discipline and the adherence to a strict heirarchy to maintain order, I'd bust you for insubordination. / Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter: Of course, in that perfect world, I wouldn't be stuck babysitting a load of dysfunctional renegades who probably wouldn't recognize rain, much less know when to come in out of it. / Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter: Ok, people- secure the perimeter. Only this time, why don't we pretend we know what we're doing? / Medical officer: sigh
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thistle salad - 000198 - reunion [[Medical people (and Ish) surround a docile Medea]] / Medical Officer: How's she doing? / Medical staff guy: Blood pressure's good; she's breathing at a normal rate. Pulse is a bit slow, but she'll be fine if she gets some rest. / [[In the background, Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter is staring at something, open-mouthed.]] / Medical Officer: Lucky us. Looks like we missed out on the theatrics this time. / Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter: Uh, doc? I wouln't put away your tranqs just yet.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000198.htm
thistle salad - 000199 - reunion Medical Officer: What? Medea clearly doesn't need any-- / Lt. Izzy Ursula Cutter: Not for her, dummy. For that. / [[Points to a snarling Kim Banner, tied up in a tree with Vernie's jumprope.]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000199.htm
 
thistle salad - 000200 - a nightmare at the ballet [[In the far, far background (onstage) Lydia Adler dances with Malcolm Brand. In the foreground, which is apparently in the wings, Jane Brand talks to another dancer.]] / Dancer: pst! Jane- How far are we? / Jane Brand: Well, I dumped Mark and my brother tried to reason with me- but now he's met Lydia, so... two-thirds of the way through Act I. / Dancer: That far? I'd better go get to my spot. / Jane Brand: [[As Mark throws an arm around her]] Hey! / Mark Darnell: Hi, babe. How come we never take advantage of the time we're not on stage? / Jane Brand: Mark, there's something I need to tell you. / Mark Darnell: Ok, but can't it wait? This is Lyd's big scene.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000200.htm
thistle salad - 000201 - a nightmare at the ballet [[Lydia Adler dances her pas de duex with Malcolm Brand.]]
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000201.htm
thistle salad - 000202 - the green door [[A crowd of people wait behind barracades as a newswoman delivers a broadcast from in front of a rocket in the middle of a park - on the side of the rocket is a stenciled handprint with a red spiral]] / Nic Morose [[Newswoman]]: --now awaiting the arrival of the authorities. This is Nic Morose for the City, reporting live from the Park of the Honored and Triumphant Dead.
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thistle salad - 000203 - the green door Nic Morose: [[speaking to someone off screen]]: Hang on a sec. Who the heck are the proper authorities for situations like this? / [[Scene shifts to the crowd behind her, where Jealousy Hayes is talking into her cell phone.]] / Jealousy Hayes: --not there? Either of them? Where the hell else would they be? / Jealousy Hayes: It's a rhetorical question, Cindy! Look, just grab whoever's there and send them down here.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000203.htm
thistle salad - 000204 - the green door The Widow: About time the press showed up. All set? / [[A blonde woman dressed in blue is the Widow's contact on site- a robot, Valoria - this conversation is being beamed into her head, or something.]] / Valoria: yes. / The Widow: Good. Reset external sensors on my mark. Ten. Nine. Eight--
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thistle salad - 000205 - the green door [[Jealousy Hayes is screaming into her cell phone]] / Jealousy Hayes: Yes. Do it. I don't care what assignm-- This IS an emergency! / Jealousy Hayes: Why don't you tell her that the Widow has put a rocket in the frickin' peace garden okay?!! / Jealousy Hayes: No, you can NOT put me on hold! Cindy! CINDY!!
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000205.htm
thistle salad - 000206 - the green door Valoria: [[Internally]] Internal override complete. System to reset. Three. Two. / [[The rocket about to explode...]] / Valoria: One.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000206.htm
thistle salad - 000207 - armageddon girl [[Jetta Zarfos sits at the counter of the coffee shop, fiddling with her coffee cup.]] / Jetta Zarfos: Ever have one of those days? / [[Jetta Zarfos talks to Charity Ellsworth on the other side of the counter.]] / Jetta Zarfos: Like suddenly the universe decides the life you thought you had isn't really your life and you're the only person who remembers the girl next door even existed and there are these rainbows everywhere and it's all like... / [[Jetta Zarfos and Charity Ellsworth talk as Charity's lawyer Robert Baron walks by.]] / Jetta Zarfos: Like your life isn't even about you anymore. / Charity Ellsworth: Ah. Yes. Those days.
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000207.htm
thistle salad - 000208 - armageddon girl [[Robert Baron and Charity Ellsworth face each other. Robert Baron is looking perhaps worried from meeting with Andrea Bright. Charity holds her pile of papers.]] / Charity Ellsworth: Didn't go too well, huh? / Robert Baron: Charity, your father showed uncharacteristic foresight in limiting his influence on you. Sending you away to school was perhaps the best thing he did for you. / Charity Ellsworth: Mr. Baron, we both know that the best thing Rick Ellsworth ever did for me was making you my legal guardian. / [[Robert Baron embraces Charity Ellsworth with much affection.]] / Charity Ellsworth: ? / Robert Baron: (little heart)
http://thistlesalad.com/thistle000208.htm
thistle salad - 000209 - prison planet Lisa Stewart: Hey, Grace? I've been wondering... Why do we have different uniforms? / Grace Warfield: Because-- I am an avowed enemy of the people and you are just a common criminal. / [[Grace Warfield is going into a headstand.]] / Lisa Stewart: ... are you an avowed enemy of the people? / Grace Warfield: After twelve years in this hole? You have to ask?
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