FADE IN:

INT. DREAM SEQUENCE, LIBRARY CHECKOUT DESK -- DAY

A buxom CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD(18), in a blue dress, stands in
front a library checkout desk facing a prim LIBRARIAN(30)
with her hair in a bun. There is no one else present. The
librarian wears a prominent name-tag that says "Librarian".

LIBRARIAN
That book doesn’t exist anymore.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
That’s impossible!

LIBRARIAN
(calmly, as her face chars and
melts)
There’s nothing I can do.

The librarian bursts into flames. Constance looks down at

her hands. The skin on Constance’s hands chars and falls
off and she screams.
A nuclear fireball consumes New York City.

INT. CONSTANCE’S BEDROOM -- NIGHT

Constance wakes, screaming. She checks her hands to see that
they are OK. She gets up and puts on a robe.

INT. HOTEL GIFT SHOP -- DAY

Yawning, Constance examines a watch held by the female
CLERK(25). She wears typical college student attire and
carries a backpack of books. Dressed like a Secret Service
agent, THOMAS FIELDS(45) looks on.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
It’s my birthday present to myself.

CLERK
(with a French accent)
Happy birthday, Miss Fairchild.
Constance puts on the watch.

CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
I’m going to be late for class!
Constance runs from the shop, followed by Thomas Fields.
 2.

THOMAS FIELDS
(into his lapel microphone)
Eagle’s moving. Location Bravo.
EXT. WASHINGTON SQUARE PARK -- DAY

George and Constance stroll through the park as Thomas

Fields watches from a distance. Demonstrators chanting
Dun-ford, Dun-ford march in a circle carrying signs: "Long
live Apostle Dunford!" "Put Rapture Runways on Campus!"

CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
There’s something in the air. I
just sense it.
GEORGE PETERSON
(smiling)
I smell it too. It’s called a
garbage strike.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
No! It’s the dream I had! Dreams
always mean something. Mine do,
anyway. Like echoes of the
future...
GEORGE PETERSON
You sound like this friend of my
family ... this shaman. Uh ... uh
(beat)
Would you like to go out with me?
To dinner or a movie?
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
Oh! OK. When do you...?
Constance’s cell-phone beeps, interrupting her. She listens
and shuts it off.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
I’m sorry George. I’ve got to go.
My family business wants me for
something.
GEORGE PETERSON
Your family has a business?

CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
I’m the only one in my family. My
... my parents ... a few years ago
they died. Now the business
supports me and pays for school.
 3.

GEORGE PETERSON
I’m sorry. About your parents.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
So am I.

Constance checks her watch.

CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD (cont’d)
I really do have to go. Talk to you
later.

INT. HORIZON INTERNATIONAL CORPORATION RECEPTION AREA-- DAY

Constance steps out of an elevator and a hundred voices
shout "surprise". Many office workers and executives are
present. Constance looks terrified and about to flee.
Olive-skinned ANGELA PAPPAS(26) takes Constance’s hand, and
the Jamaican MATILDA APPLEBY(35) wheels out a huge
sheet-cake.

ANGELA PAPPAS
(taking Constance’s backpack)
I’ll put your books in your office.
Angela disappears into the crowd. Constance blows out the
candles. The crowd grows silent. Wearing a yarmulke and
glasses, ABE COHEN(68) speaks into a wireless mike.
ABE COHEN
To the new people who have spotted
this young lady around the office,
I give you the now 18-year old
Constance Fairchild.
Applause. Constance grins and briefly covers her face.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
(waving shyly)
Hi!
ABE COHEN
This is not as dramatic as the
first time I met her. I was the
director of Revenue Accounting.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
That story again!
 4.

ABE COHEN
She fainted from hunger in front of
my office, so I gave her my lunch.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
A Jewish father!
ABE COHEN
She said she’d change the company
someday. I said I’d come out of
retirement; I’d fly up from Florida
to see for myself. Because I was so
generous with my lunch, she asked
me to stay on as CEO.
Laughter.

ABE COHEN (cont’d)

And, because I hate flying, I
agreed -- saving myself two trips.
Laughter.

ABE COHEN (cont’d)

And so -- at an age when most girls
have nothing more serious on their
minds than school and dating --
Constance lost her parents. And
found herself owning and running
the most powerful corporate entity
on Earth.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
I don’t run anything! I just sign
papers with my magic fingers!
ABE COHEN
Well, I’ve bored people long
enough. It’s your turn Constance.

A teary Constance shakes her head then reluctantly takes the

mike.
A loud explosion followed by a woman’s screaming interrupts
her. Former KGB-officer, NICK OBOLENSKY(60), pushes through
the crowd, murmuring something into a lapel-mike.

NICK OBOLENSKY
Everyone stay where you are!
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
What happened?
 5.

NICK OBOLENSKY(O.S.)
Call an ambulance!

INT. HORIZON INTERNATIONAL CORPORATION RECEPTION AREA --DAY

The crowd parts as two burly men in elegant suits carry
Angela Pappas on a stretcher. Her face is a mass of red with
no discernible features. They pass Constance.

CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
(crying and upset)
Oooh, my God Angela, oh Angela...
ANGELA PAPPAS
(gurgling hideously)
Constance...
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
Don’t try to talk. An ambulance is
coming.

ANGELA PAPPAS
Take care of Tim... Promise!
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
I promise! I promise!

Angela passes out.

CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD (cont’d)
Who’s Tim?

SECRETARY
He’s Angela’s son. In the Day Care
Center downstairs.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
Call her husband! Maybe I should
because I’m her boss.
SECRETARY
Her personnel file doesn’t list
anyone but Tim.

Paramedics arrive.
PARAMEDIC
Any other victims?

NICK OBOLENSKY
Another one’s in a back office.
Missing her head and left arm.
 6.

CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
(to Matilda Appleby)
Let’s pick up Tim.
MATILDA APPLEBY
Will they let you take one of the
children?
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
I’ll bring our Human Resources
director.

INT. DAY CARE CENTER -- DAY

Constance, Matilda Appleby, and ROGER HANSON(50) enter the
day care center. TIM(4) stares at Constance. JANE KENDLE(45)
is surprised to see Mr. Hansen who whispers in her ear. What
he tells her shocks her.
JANE KENDLE
...of course! Tim, please come
here.

Tim walks over to Constance, who puts her arm around him.

INT. ANGELA’S LOBBY-- NIGHT

Constance, Tim, Matilda Appleby and several bodyguards,

including Thomas Fields, enter a shabby apartment building’s
lobby. Constance extracts a wad of bills and junk mail from
Angela’s mailbox.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
We’ll just pick up some of Tim’s
things and go to my place. You
don’t have to hang around, Tilda.
MATILDA APPLEBY
I’ll get a room ready for Tim at
home.
Matilda Appleby leaves.

INT. ANGELA’S APARTMENT--NIGHT

Constance, Tim, Thomas Fields, and a bodyguard enter the
clean but threadbare living room. A cat runs away.
 7.

THOMAS FIELDS
(into his lapel mike)
Clear!
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
Why don’t you get some of your
toys, Tim? And some clothes, so we
can go to my place.
TIM
No! No! This is my house. How can
mommie find me if we go?
Tim runs into his bedroom and slams the door, crying.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
(sobbing)
Maybe we should stay ... the night.
Is that OK?
THOMAS FIELDS
No problem. We’ll do a stake-out.
I’ll get us something to eat.

A bodyguard plops a submachine gun on the kitchen table and

sits.

INT. TIM’S BEDROOM -- NIGHT

Constance reads to Tim.

CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD (V.O)
After we ate, and I changed Tim
into his pajamas, he insisted I
read him a book. An odd book
entitled "Horton hears a who" by a
doctor named Seuss.

INT. ANGELA’S BEDROOM -- NIGHT

Fully clothed, Constance lies on Angela’s bed.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
Well, the cat’s fed. Poor thing.
(V.O.)
Why do I feel I’ve met Tim before?
A past life connection?
 8.

INT. MANSION --- NIGHT (FLASHBACK)

CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD (V.O)
The only one I remember ended
nineteen years ago. When my name
was Richard Steele.

A shadowy figure points a gun at the viewer and shoots. The

viewer slumps to the floor.

INT. ANGELA’S BEDROOM -- NIGHT (END OF FLASHBACK)

Constance shakes her head, lies down and goes to sleep.

INT. ANGELA’S APARTMENT--DAY

Tim eats cold breakfast cereal and Constance stands beside

the refrigerator, on the telephone. Her eyes are tightly
shut.
DR. JOSHI
(filtered)
If she had survived, she would’ve
been blind, brain-damaged, and
horribly disfigured.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
Well, thanks for everything ...
you’ve ...
A sobbing Constance hangs up.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD (cont’d)
Tim, there’s something I have to
tell you...
TIM
Mommie’s in Heaven like Daddy?

CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
Yes, Tim. She’s in heaven.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD(V.O)
(grimly hugging Tim)
I’ll find the people who did this
and punish them, make them feel the
pain they’ve caused. Every last bit
of it!
 9.

INT. CONTANCE’S LIVING ROOM -- DAY

This is a tasteful but extremely elegant and spacious room.
Constance’s apartment is the penthouse on an elegant New
York City hotel (like the Pierre or Plaza). Matilda Appleby
hugs Tim.

CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
This is your new home, Tim.
TIM
And Hamlet’s too?
Constance releases the cat from the carrier.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
And Hamlet’s too. Would you tell
the interior decorator to make the
bedroom next to mine look exactly
like Tim’s did?
MATILDA APPLEBY
Of course, Miss Connie. Mr.
Obolensky called and wants to meet
you. He’s waiting downstairs.

INT. ELM ROOM -- DAY

This is an elegant, renaissance-themed restaurant. It is

empty, except for Nick Obolensky and Constance at one of the
tables. Papers and file-folders cover the table. After
spreading the papers on the table, Obolensky manipulates
Chinese steel balls (baoding balls).

NICK OBOLENSKY
How well did you know Ms. Pappas?
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
Not much. Someone in the company
said I had to have a secretary, so
they assigned her to me. I almost
asked her to type a term-paper...
NICK OBOLENSKY
(interrupting)
Angela Pappas was an alias.
CONSTANCE FAIRCHILD
What?