"Claire has a BROTHER?"
Essays? Pah. Incidentally, I'm so counting these towards my Script Frenzy page count.
New York Grocery Store
Lyle stands in the cashier queue with a couple of bottles of milk and some cookies, when Peter comes up behind him.
Peter: Hey Lyle! Do you know where the confectionary aisle is?
Lyle: Er, I think it’s round there.
Peter: Great! I’m babysitting Simon and Monty, and they say they ALWAYS have a big bar of Hersheys before bed, but they didn’t have any in the house so I had to come out and get some.
Lyle: … kids told you they always have chocolate?
Peter: Yeah!
Lyle: … and you left them alone to get it?
Peter: Yeah!
Lyle: … yeah, I think it’s just round that corner.
Peter: Great! Thanks!
He disappears off round the corner, then swiftly returns with four giant Hersheys bars.
Lyle: Do they really need two each?
Peter: No! One’s for me, and one’s for Nathan when he gets home.
Lyle: Ah.
Peter: So how are you finding living with Mohinder and Sylar? And New York? It’s a crazy city - you know, weirdest thing happened to me last night, I was just walking down the street and this PIANO -
Lyle: It’s not bad. But I was just wondering - you speak to my sister Claire a lot, right? Has she mentioned when Mom and Dad are going to come pick me up?
Peter: …… wait a minute, you’re Claire’s brother?
Lyle: Yeah! Who did you think I was?
Peter: I don’t know, I just …… I didn’t even know Claire HAD a brother.
Lyle: What, she hasn’t ever mentioned me at all-?
Peter: No. Not once. At all.
Lyle: … oh.
Peter: I’m sure it’s nothing personal! I guess you just don’t really register to her when she’s off being a Hero and helping save the world and everything.
Lyle: …
Peter: Oh, I’m sorry! I mean HEROINE.
Lyle: …
The Mylewalkar Apartment - the Next Day
Molly and Mohinder are still sat on the rug with the toaster. Mohinder’s hair is starting to look somewhat askew, as he fiddles with various attachments now sticking out of the toaster, while Molly lies on her stomach and watches.
Molly: What’s that for?
Mohinder: That’s the resistor, it stops too much power going through.
Molly: What’s THAT for?
Mohinder: That’s an LED, it’ll light up.
Molly: And what’s THAT for?
Mohinder: … I’m not sure. But I’m sure I’ll think of something.
Lyle comes back in with the grocery bag.
Mohinder: Oh, you didn’t have to do that, Lyle-
Lyle: It’s fine. How’s it going?
Molly: I think Papa Mohinder is losing sight of the original aims of the project.
Mohinder: I’m not! I just think it could be more… more.
Lyle: … is that a barometer?
Mohinder: You might want to know the air pressure!
Lyle: While making toast??
Mohinder: You never know!
Molly: Whatever. Just don’t get carried away. Or I’ll have to start looking like a genius in geography and stuff as well.
Mohinder: Of course not. Now, we could really use a Japanese processor here, I wonder if Hiro would bring one over…
Lyle: Where’s Sylar?
Molly: Murderer rehab.
Lyle: What? There’s no such thing as murderer rehab, Molly.
Meanwhile, at Murderer Rehab
Sylar: Er, hi, everyone. I have a confession to make. Last night, I tried to kill Peter Petrelli again.
There are concerned and commiserating murmurs from the circle.
Sylar: Yeah. There I was, doing so well - but sometimes, it just gets too much, and next thing I know I’m stealing an antique piano to drop on someone’s head.
Group co-ordinator: *nodding understandingly* It happens to the best of us.
Sylar: He regenerated, at least. And the piano was succumbing to dry rot quite badly.
Group co-ordinator: Still, this does denote an underlying problem that has to be addressed -
Sylar: AND he was singing ‘Walking on Sunshine’.
Group co-ordinator: Oh, that’s quite all right then.
Elle: Hey! You weren’t so understanding when I lapsed the other week!
Group co-ordinator: The circumstances were quite different, Miss Bishop. Mr Sylar dropped a piano in a comedic fashion on an annoying regenerateable person. You, however, zapped seven Girl Scouts.
Elle: They shouldn’t be selling those cookies if they don’t know how to haggle properly.
The Mylewalkar Apartment
Mohinder is on the phone to someone when Sylar re-enters. The Herreras have joined them too.
Mohinder: - so you know the part I mean? Fantastic - what time can you get here? No, you don’t have to come now, I haven’t -
Hiro appears out of nowhere in the middle of the apartment.
Mohinder: … tidied up yet… Hi, Hiro.
Hiro: Hello Dr Suresh! Here is your microprocessor.
Mohinder: Brilliant, thank you.
Molly: Is that for the toaster??
Mohinder: … no, this is for… another science project… involving… toasters… HI SYLAR HOW WAS REHAB.
Molly: I knew I should have stuck with making a key chain.
Sylar: It was OK. Elle keeps snarking at me, though.
Mohinder: Do you want me to go and talk to Bob about it?
Sylar: No, I’ll be fine…
Lyle, meanwhile, is talking to Alejandro.
Lyle: … so when Maya ran off with Sylar, that must have been pretty rough, huh?
Alejandro: Considering I was dead, yes, it wasn’t great.
Lyle: I mean, she just took off? Without a thought for you?
Alejandro: Well… no. She was leaving so that I could go home. She thought I hated her. And she asked Molly to find me.
Lyle: Oh. Guess it’s just Claire who doesn’t think about me, then…
Hiro, who has eagerly been watching Mohinder adding yet more attachments to the toaster, hears this and turns.
Hiro: You are Claire’s brother? Claire the Cheerleader, save her, save the world?
Lyle: Yeah, that’s me. I don’t relate to the saving of the world in any way, though.
Hiro : Wow! I did not know she had a brother!
Lyle: Yeah, surprises all round. She’s the special one, I’m just… well, an extra sibling.
Hiro: What? You do not have to have powers to be special! Take my friend Ando!
He disappears briefly and then reappears, holding the shoulder of Ando, who has wet hair and a towel wrapped round his waist. He blinks and yells. Mohinder claps his hands over Molly’s eyes.
Hiro: (cont’d) He have no powers, yet he go to confront Sylar!
Sylar: It’s true. And still hilarious.
Hiro: He very special person! But he have no powers either!
Ando: (in Japanese) Hiro! How many times? You can’t just grab me and teleport me somewhere without asking!
Hiro: (in Japanese) But I needed to make a point to Claire's brother!
Ando: (in Japanese) Claire has a BROTHER?
Hiro: (in Japanese) And at least we are indoors this time. And you have a towel.
Ando: (in Japanese) These people are strangers!
Hiro: (in Japanese) No they’re not! You know Sylar!
Ando: (in Japanese) I can’t believe you did this, you could have least let me grab some pants -
Hiro: (in Japanese) Your physique is nothing to be ashamed of. Your Buns of Steel video is taking good effect.
Mohinder: Uh - there are spare clothes in that room there, if you want.
Ando: Thank you.
Ando runs off, mortified, into Mohinder’s room. Molly, meanwhile, looks thoughtful.
Molly: Hiro - can I have a word?...
New York Grocery Store
Lyle stands in the cashier queue with a couple of bottles of milk and some cookies, when Peter comes up behind him.
Peter: Hey Lyle! Do you know where the confectionary aisle is?
Lyle: Er, I think it’s round there.
Peter: Great! I’m babysitting Simon and Monty, and they say they ALWAYS have a big bar of Hersheys before bed, but they didn’t have any in the house so I had to come out and get some.
Lyle: … kids told you they always have chocolate?
Peter: Yeah!
Lyle: … and you left them alone to get it?
Peter: Yeah!
Lyle: … yeah, I think it’s just round that corner.
Peter: Great! Thanks!
He disappears off round the corner, then swiftly returns with four giant Hersheys bars.
Lyle: Do they really need two each?
Peter: No! One’s for me, and one’s for Nathan when he gets home.
Lyle: Ah.
Peter: So how are you finding living with Mohinder and Sylar? And New York? It’s a crazy city - you know, weirdest thing happened to me last night, I was just walking down the street and this PIANO -
Lyle: It’s not bad. But I was just wondering - you speak to my sister Claire a lot, right? Has she mentioned when Mom and Dad are going to come pick me up?
Peter: …… wait a minute, you’re Claire’s brother?
Lyle: Yeah! Who did you think I was?
Peter: I don’t know, I just …… I didn’t even know Claire HAD a brother.
Lyle: What, she hasn’t ever mentioned me at all-?
Peter: No. Not once. At all.
Lyle: … oh.
Peter: I’m sure it’s nothing personal! I guess you just don’t really register to her when she’s off being a Hero and helping save the world and everything.
Lyle: …
Peter: Oh, I’m sorry! I mean HEROINE.
Lyle: …
The Mylewalkar Apartment - the Next Day
Molly and Mohinder are still sat on the rug with the toaster. Mohinder’s hair is starting to look somewhat askew, as he fiddles with various attachments now sticking out of the toaster, while Molly lies on her stomach and watches.
Molly: What’s that for?
Mohinder: That’s the resistor, it stops too much power going through.
Molly: What’s THAT for?
Mohinder: That’s an LED, it’ll light up.
Molly: And what’s THAT for?
Mohinder: … I’m not sure. But I’m sure I’ll think of something.
Lyle comes back in with the grocery bag.
Mohinder: Oh, you didn’t have to do that, Lyle-
Lyle: It’s fine. How’s it going?
Molly: I think Papa Mohinder is losing sight of the original aims of the project.
Mohinder: I’m not! I just think it could be more… more.
Lyle: … is that a barometer?
Mohinder: You might want to know the air pressure!
Lyle: While making toast??
Mohinder: You never know!
Molly: Whatever. Just don’t get carried away. Or I’ll have to start looking like a genius in geography and stuff as well.
Mohinder: Of course not. Now, we could really use a Japanese processor here, I wonder if Hiro would bring one over…
Lyle: Where’s Sylar?
Molly: Murderer rehab.
Lyle: What? There’s no such thing as murderer rehab, Molly.
Meanwhile, at Murderer Rehab
Sylar: Er, hi, everyone. I have a confession to make. Last night, I tried to kill Peter Petrelli again.
There are concerned and commiserating murmurs from the circle.
Sylar: Yeah. There I was, doing so well - but sometimes, it just gets too much, and next thing I know I’m stealing an antique piano to drop on someone’s head.
Group co-ordinator: *nodding understandingly* It happens to the best of us.
Sylar: He regenerated, at least. And the piano was succumbing to dry rot quite badly.
Group co-ordinator: Still, this does denote an underlying problem that has to be addressed -
Sylar: AND he was singing ‘Walking on Sunshine’.
Group co-ordinator: Oh, that’s quite all right then.
Elle: Hey! You weren’t so understanding when I lapsed the other week!
Group co-ordinator: The circumstances were quite different, Miss Bishop. Mr Sylar dropped a piano in a comedic fashion on an annoying regenerateable person. You, however, zapped seven Girl Scouts.
Elle: They shouldn’t be selling those cookies if they don’t know how to haggle properly.
The Mylewalkar Apartment
Mohinder is on the phone to someone when Sylar re-enters. The Herreras have joined them too.
Mohinder: - so you know the part I mean? Fantastic - what time can you get here? No, you don’t have to come now, I haven’t -
Hiro appears out of nowhere in the middle of the apartment.
Mohinder: … tidied up yet… Hi, Hiro.
Hiro: Hello Dr Suresh! Here is your microprocessor.
Mohinder: Brilliant, thank you.
Molly: Is that for the toaster??
Mohinder: … no, this is for… another science project… involving… toasters… HI SYLAR HOW WAS REHAB.
Molly: I knew I should have stuck with making a key chain.
Sylar: It was OK. Elle keeps snarking at me, though.
Mohinder: Do you want me to go and talk to Bob about it?
Sylar: No, I’ll be fine…
Lyle, meanwhile, is talking to Alejandro.
Lyle: … so when Maya ran off with Sylar, that must have been pretty rough, huh?
Alejandro: Considering I was dead, yes, it wasn’t great.
Lyle: I mean, she just took off? Without a thought for you?
Alejandro: Well… no. She was leaving so that I could go home. She thought I hated her. And she asked Molly to find me.
Lyle: Oh. Guess it’s just Claire who doesn’t think about me, then…
Hiro, who has eagerly been watching Mohinder adding yet more attachments to the toaster, hears this and turns.
Hiro: You are Claire’s brother? Claire the Cheerleader, save her, save the world?
Lyle: Yeah, that’s me. I don’t relate to the saving of the world in any way, though.
Hiro : Wow! I did not know she had a brother!
Lyle: Yeah, surprises all round. She’s the special one, I’m just… well, an extra sibling.
Hiro: What? You do not have to have powers to be special! Take my friend Ando!
He disappears briefly and then reappears, holding the shoulder of Ando, who has wet hair and a towel wrapped round his waist. He blinks and yells. Mohinder claps his hands over Molly’s eyes.
Hiro: (cont’d) He have no powers, yet he go to confront Sylar!
Sylar: It’s true. And still hilarious.
Hiro: He very special person! But he have no powers either!
Ando: (in Japanese) Hiro! How many times? You can’t just grab me and teleport me somewhere without asking!
Hiro: (in Japanese) But I needed to make a point to Claire's brother!
Ando: (in Japanese) Claire has a BROTHER?
Hiro: (in Japanese) And at least we are indoors this time. And you have a towel.
Ando: (in Japanese) These people are strangers!
Hiro: (in Japanese) No they’re not! You know Sylar!
Ando: (in Japanese) I can’t believe you did this, you could have least let me grab some pants -
Hiro: (in Japanese) Your physique is nothing to be ashamed of. Your Buns of Steel video is taking good effect.
Mohinder: Uh - there are spare clothes in that room there, if you want.
Ando: Thank you.
Ando runs off, mortified, into Mohinder’s room. Molly, meanwhile, looks thoughtful.
Molly: Hiro - can I have a word?...