The Mark of KaneBy Alan Stevens, David Tulley
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|(SOUND OF PURSUIT SHIP TRAVELLING AT SPEED
THROUGH SPACE, FADE DOWN. FADE UP AS PURSUIT SHIP LANDS, FADE
DOWN. FADE UP ON FLIGHT DECK INTERIOR) |
MUTOID 1: Ground zero.
Contact achieved Commander.
TRAVIS: Right, you two
stay here. If anyone tries to board Pursuit Four while I'm away,
kill them, and if I am not back in an hour, then come after me....
(OPERATES DOOR CONTROL, THEN, AS IF REMEMBERING THAT YOU HAVE TO
GIVE SPECIFIC ORDERS TO MUTOIDS, TRAVIS ADDS...) And make sure
MUTOID 2: Commander?
MUTOID 2: You instructed
me to tell you when my blood serum level reached a certain point.
MUTOID 2: My blood serum
level has now reached that point. Do I have your permission to
TRAVIS: (CUTTING HER OFF)
No. Wait until I get back.
MUTOID 2: But
(DOOR SLIDES SHUT. FADE UP ON BAR. PEOPLE
TALKING, MIXED WITH LOUD MUSIC)
BARMAN: Yeah, I s'pose we
could get some girls in. Those last strippers we had were a bit
CUSTOMER: My mate had some
BARMAN: Yeah? Any good?
CUSTOMER: Brilliant! I can
get them for you if you want. Real tarts they were.
Get the tarts! Tarts is what we want! (THEN WITH VAGUE SURPRISE)
Travis - what are you doing here?
TRAVIS: Is there somewhere
we can talk?
CUSTOMER: (TO BARMAN)
Right, I'll be getting along then.
BARMAN: (STILL SOUNDING
OFF BALANCE FROM TRAVIS' SUDDEN AND UNEXPECTED APPEARANCE) Ah...
Yeah, okay (AS IF CALLING AFTER THE RETREATING CUSTOMER), But
don't forget what I said! (THEN TO TRAVIS) Now... Ah...(THEN IN LOUD
VOICE) Bethany, hoi Bethan, come here. Take over at the bar for a
minute, will you? I've got some business in the back room. (IN A
NORMAL VOICE) Right, come through Tr... er, friend.
(CUT TO TABLE IN ANOTHER PART OF THE BAR)
KANE: Hey! Royce?
ROYCE: (BLEARILY) What?
What is it?
KANE: You see that guy at
the bar? Come on, the big one with the eye patch?
KANE: Look will you! Look
now! Going through behind the bar.
ROYCE: (WITH DISINTEREST)
Yeah, what about him?
KANE: I think I recognise
him from that Federation bulletin. His name's - er - Tra... Tru...
Trevor! That's it!
ROYCE: (STARTING TO SOBER
UP) Trevor? What century was he born in? No one's called Trevor
anymore. It's a tosser's name.
KANE: (EMPHATICALLY) Well his
name's Trevor and he's worth a... (HUSHED TONES) worth a small
fortune. Now are you going to help me, or what?
ROYCE: It can't be him.
KANE: (RAISING HIS VOICE)
It is him. (THEN CUTS BACK TO GUARDED TONES) It damn well is him
I tell you. So if you... if you.... Are you listening to me? If you want
any money tonight, you'd better give me some backup.
(TRAVIS AND THE BARMAN ENTER THE ROOM. THE
MUSIC AND CHAT FROM THE BAR BECOMES MUFFLED AS THE DOOR IS
CLOSED. THERE IS A CHINK OF GLASSES AND THEN THE SOUND OF TWO
DRINKS BEING POURED FROM A BOTTLE)
BARMAN: Here, have a drink
with me... on the house.
(SOUND OF BOTTLE BEING PUT DOWN)
BARMAN: You're taking a
bit of a risk, aren't you Travis? Coming to a public place like
this? Cynra's part of Federation space now. What were you
court-martialed for? Mass murder, wasn't it? On Zercaster?
TRAVIS: You know about
BARMAN: Know about it? You
top the Federation's wanted list... almost.
BARMAN: Yeah! Your name
comes just after that terrorist - um - Blake.
TRAVIS: Just after Blake,
BARMAN: There's a big
reward out for you as well... In fact, two.
TRAVIS: Two? Who's the
second one from?
BARMAN: Bayban the
Butcher. He's so pissed off that you demoted him he's put a
contract out on you. Before Blake came along he used to be top of
that list, you know?
TRAVIS: Is that so?
ENTHUSIASTICALLY) Yeah. Now he's in third place and - uh - it's -
uh - I'd um - I'd keep my head down if I were you.
BARMAN: (GETTING NERVOUS)
So, um, why are you here, then? Um, just passing through?
Business somewhere else I expect. Just come in for a drink, eh?
TRAVIS: I came to see you,
BARMAN: Me? How can I help
TRAVIS: I want you to tell
me where Kline is.
BARMAN: What do you want him
TRAVIS: He's got some
information that I need.
BARMAN: Kline? You've got
the wrong man. Kline's just an old drunk. He doesn't know
TRAVIS: Oh, yes he does,
and I think you know where I can find him. After all, you do look
after his daughter. How old is she now? Twelve is it?
BARMAN: (WEAK LAUGH)
Kline's got a daughter, who told you that rubbish?
TRAVIS: Docholli did -
Kline's alter ego.
BARMAN: (IN SERIOUS TONE)
Docholli. He told you he was Docholli?
TRAVIS: No. I recognised
him. He's a wanted man.
BARMAN: Look, I've no idea
where he is. He's on the run, and people on the run don't leave
TRAVIS: I think you know
where he is, and I also think he sends you money to look after
the girl and keep her off the... off the staff. I assume the reason
Space Command aren't here yet is because the mother's dead and
she never registered Docholli as the father. Yes?
BARMAN: (SIGHS) That's the
trouble with Docholli. Once he gets a skinful.... Look, honestly, I
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