Webisode 3 transcript

Dec 22, 2008 02:35

INT. RAPTOR
Shark, Esrin (Raptor pilot and ECO), Brooks (a deck hand), Gaeta, an Eight Cylon dressed as a pilot, an Eight Cylon dressed in fashionable casual wear.

Shark: We’re at 68 percent of ship normal O2.
Esrin: Sixty-eight? At that level, you’re talking memory loss, irrational behavior, depression, dizziness.
Shark: Better dizzy than dead

Brooks: Well, ain't you so frakkin' lucky you got a mechanic on board? I’ll have a look at these scrubbers. (Goes digging into a toolbox, uses a couple of different tools to try and work on the ship’s wiring, including a pair of pliers.) All right, let's see what we've got.

Gaeta: (approaching the casually dressed Eight model who spoke to him in the previous webisode.) You’re her.

(Eight gives him a small, tight smile, but says nothing.)

INT. TENT, NEW CAPRICA
Gaeta, Unidentifed Eight Model

We flash back to a scene on New Caprica in what is presumably Gaeta’s tent. It is 15 months ago, during the Occupation. Gaeta and what seems to be the same Eight are standing in the tent and Gaeta is examining a piece of paper. He hands it reluctantly to her and she walks out, with him looking pensive and worried.

INT. RAPTOR

Same cast as previous Raptor scene

Brooks: (making frustrated noises) Godsdamnit! Come on. There’s a loose connection here, I just can’t get its side.

Pilot Eight: Let me do it.

Brooks: Nah

Pilot Eight: Let me do it.

Brooks: Right. Be my guest. (Hands over the pliers he’s been using to Pilot Eight)

Esrin: You shouldn’t even be in there. You’re gonna make it worse.

Brooks: (to Pilot Eight) Right. You see it?

Pilot Eight: Yeah (fiddles inside the wiring where Brooks has been working using the pliers he’d handed her) Got it!

(Sparks fly everywhere, causing everyone to flinch back and avert their eyes. Pilot Eight gets jolted back from the wiring and collapses onto the floor. When the sparks stop, everyone looks to see Pilot Eight lying on the ground, not moving, pliers still in her hand.)

Gaeta (feeling Pilot Eight’s neck for a pulse): No pulse. She’s dead.

Brooks: My Gods! I was just doing that! I was doing that same thing!

Casual Eight: Look at her pliers.

Gaeta (bends down and grabs the pliers out of Pilot Eight’s hand, examines it.) The insulated grip has been stripped off. (Looks at the others on the Raptor) Who did this?

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