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[***]

[WATER TRICKLING]

[***]

[MUFFLED CHANTING]

[CHANTING VOLUME INCREASES]

[MUFFLED CHANTING]

[***]

Older man. He's homeless.

[MUFFLED CHANTING]

HONOR: Brown hat.

Only here because of her boyfriend. Green jumpsuit.

He's angry, but it's...

...internalized.

The woman with the painted face.

She's committed. You should watch her.

I'm picking up general excitement.

Anticipation.

Consternation.

They know they're being watched.

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

[***]

Green hat. He's aware he's been read.

You linger too long on them they get the tickle.

Keep it shallow and light.

They wouldn't be happy if they knew a Teep's reading them.

[CHANTING]

Too late, we're rumbled.

Over there! Over there!

[PROTESTORS YELLING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

Oh, they love it when you read them.

[YELLING, WHISTLE BLOWING]

[GAS HISSING]

[PROTESTORS CHANTING INDISTINCTLY]

What's that clown got on?

Watch out!

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

Get back! Move!

Get back!

Out of the way!

Move!

[DOGS BARKING]

Move!

[GRUNTING]

See what you did? I lost my hat.

This from your dressing up box?

Come on then.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

MAN [ON INTERCOM]: Proceed to Teep number twelve.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

MAN: Teep number eight.

Proceed to Teep number...

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

Hey, stop!

MAN: If you are making a Teep inquiry,

please line up by the rear wall.

All Teep inquiries will be dealt with.

[CLICKING]

Ross, the Free Union is banning street protests.

They're scared of starting a war at that.

And I scuffed my hat. Look at that brim. Jesus.

Did you hear me, Agent Ross?

Or did you take a blow to the head?

What did they think was gonna happen

we start using Teeps to read people's minds

without their consent? The Anti-Immunity Bill's

going to make your life easier.

Fire bombs? Scuffed hats? I don't think so.

People just need time to get some perspective.

Reading someone on the street can be just like...

patting down their pockets.

People don't like what falls out of their pockets.

What the hell have you got there?

It's coarse.

Like a badger's ears.

GUARD: Whoa! Stop there.

I've been requested.

That would be the guinea pig.

My office.

[SIGHS]

[***]

[INDISTINCT MURMURING]

I've been requested by Senior Agent Okhile.

Sit down. Wait.

OKHILE: The new bill grants us permission to use telepaths

in clearance investigations.

How do you like your new partner?

So we're really doing this, eh?

She caused a riot. It's risky.

Not for you.

"Total access to a civilian's thoughts at any time

as deemed appropriate by the agent in charge."

Come on, that's a bloody gift.

Finding lost kittens and directing you

to the nearest public toilets is one thing.

But turning a Teep into a cop?

Makes me nervous, ma'am.

Not as nervous as it looks perched out there.

She.

She's a she.

Yeah, yeah.

Consider me told.

[***]

MAN: Don't look at me Teep.

I've been expressly forbidden

to read an agent under any...circumstances.

[INAUDIBLE]

Happy?

Let's go to work. Partner.

You're part of an anarchist cell

fighting against the Teeps, Rathbone.

Give me the names of your accomplices.

I'm a free man.

Not from where I'm standing.

From where I'm standing,

it's not a free bloody union.

We're all gonna be slaves to the Teeps.

ROSS: The Teeps work for the Normals.

And it isn't the Teeps chucking bombs.

[SIGHS]

Why were you wearing this?

Don't be shy.

Go and put it on and find out.

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

Oh, no. No bloody way.

Anti-Immunity Bill says, "Yes bloody way," my friend.

[PANTING, GRUNTING]

Hm.

[WHISPERING] John Rathbone.

[GRUNTS]

[VOICES OVERLAPPING] John Rathbone.

[***]

John Rathbone.

John Rathbone.

[GASPING]

[IN STEADY VOICE] John Rathbone.

So much...

anger and pride in you.

You wish your--

You wish--

[SIGHS]

MAN [DISTORTED]: John? John?

You wish your older brother was here

to see you're finally good for something.

[GROWLS, MOANS]

HONOR: You want him to be proud for once.

A small boy angry at the world.

[PANTING]

[GULPS]

[LOUDLY] "Eat up your rice pudding

you skinny little thing!"

"No! Don't tell me what to do!"

Your mother.

You love your mother.

You find her sexually attractive.

[SIGHS]

HONOR: You watch her by the pool and you masturbate.

RATHBONE [SOBS]: Please.

Scared.

Please.

Scared of the world.

[CRYING] Please. Stop.

Scared how your mother makes you feel--

[GROWLS]

[PANTING]

[GASPING]

[EXHALES]

You can't hide it.

HONOR: I can see everything.

[INHALES DEEPLY]

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

In the back.

In the back room.

--the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

The quick brown fox--

The slow black dog bows before the regal fox.

The slow black dog bows--

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

[VOICES REPEATING, OVERLAPPING]

HONOR [LOUDLY]: The slow black dog bows before the regal fox.

[IN UNISON] The slow black dog bows

before the regal fox.

The slow black dog bows before the regal fox.

RATHBONE: The slow black dog bows

before the regal fox.

[***]

In a small room at the back of the den,

the walls are stained with nicotine.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

HONOR: You plot-- You plot together.

Gerry Hapster aka "Gezza."

Michael Smith. Colin Barber.

Damien Gibbs aka "Gibbon."

"Put on the hood!"

[GASPING, PANTING]

Sorry.

I'm sorry, please.

ROSS: You raped him pretty good.

HONOR: He was resisting, so I went in hard.

Was it too much?

It's not nice to watch up close.

I apologize if my being here

is awkward for you, Agent Ross.

I-I was as surprised as anyone

when they asked for me. I--

I would never read a Clearance Agent.

We're colleagues now,

so I'll just have to trust you on that.

That's right, Ebony and Ivory.

Now let's go.

[***]

[INDISTINCT MURMURS]

OFFICER 1: Get down! ROSS: Avon calling!

Hands on your heads, girls.

Come on. Come on.

HONOR: They're hiding something.

ROSS: Search the place.

[OBJECTS RUSTLING]

HONOR: It's in there.

ROSS: Rip it open.

It's another one of these things.

"This hood is sent to you

with the compliments of the Hood Maker.

He hopes you will find it useful." Cuff them.

[HANDCUFFS CLINKING]

Now, why do you hate this? Eh?

MAN: It's not ours, honest. It's the Hood Maker.

ROSS: Speak up. MAN: We don't know.

ROSS: Clearance! Take it off!

Are you armed?

Honor, is he armed? Honor?

Do you have a gun?

Honor, read him!

[GRUNTS]

Oh! Fuck's sake.

[GASPS] MAN: Stay down.

The hood. I couldn't--

I couldn't read him through the hood.

OFFICER: Cuff him! Get on the ground!

[DOGS BARKING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING, SHOUTING]

MARY: You're thinking of me

kissing another girl.

She's tied up in the corner...

naked because you cut up her clothes.

[FRANKLYN MOANS]

MARY: You're inside me from behind.

[FRANKLYN MOANS]

MARY: Forcing my head back so I can see her.

You--

You're pushing into me for hours.

[SIGHS]

MARY [CRYING]: It hurts.

[MARY GASPS]

MARY: I'm in pain.

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

I'm in bad pain.

And she can't kiss it better.

She can't kiss it better.

[MARY CRIES]

Now that is so deep, baby.

[FRANKLYN CHUCKLES]

[PANTING]

FRANKLYN: Take me back to the Union.

MAN: Sir.

[DOGS BARKING]

FRANKLYN: What's this?

MAN: I don't know, sir.

[FRANKLYN GRUNTS]

"Compliments of the Hood Maker."

MARY [PANTING]: Stop.

[GASPING]

St--

Force your head back.

[SOBBING WHILE SLEEPING]

It hurts, and she can't kiss it bet--

Please stop. It hurts.

MARY: Don't hurt me.

TEEPS [ECHOING]: Don't hurt me.

[VOICES REPEATING, OVERLAPPING]

ALL: Please stop. Don't hurt me.

[VOICES CONTINUE OVERLAPPING]

ALL: Don't hurt me. Please stop.

[VOICES CONTINUE OVERLAPPING]

MARY [DISTANTLY]: Please, stop. [GASPS]

[PANTING]

Mary. Mary.

Sh, it's okay. You're all right.

[MARY SOBBING]

[SHUSHING] It's okay.

Honor? No, don't touch me.

[PANTING]

Are you one of them now?

[***]

[CARS HONKING]

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

I grabbed you breakfast.

You shouldn't come here.

Well, it's what partners do.

I pick you up, and give you coffee.

We gripe about our other halves

on the way to work.

You think living in this place

I could have--?

I don't have another half.

Something else we have in common.

I bet you like egg sandwiches.

ROSS: Great.

Oh! Is that you? Hey!

It's just a car, eh?

It's my fault.

They don't like me working for Clearance.

I tell them I don't have a choice.

I'm software.

And software doesn't have a choice, right?

Right. These places...

In my experience, ghettos breed dissent.

If there's gonna be real trouble,

this is where it'll start.

We don't want trouble, Agent Ross.

We just want to live regular lives.

And we can't do that living here.

Can we drop the "agent"? How about Ross?

Hey, your partner, Ross,

who brings you egg sandwiches.

[ENGINE STARTS]

Don't get yolk on the-- Mm!

[MUFFLED LAUGH] Great.

[CHUCKLES]

ROSS: The hood is 86 percent

unbleached waxed linen material.

During its creation, it's immersed in a--

Hang on-- "Ionic liquid metal".

That's some sort of fancy chemical bath

that blocks the electrical signals

that are read by Teeps.

It seems our "Hood Maker" has access

to Science Division level technology.

I want a list of all Union Science Divisions.

I want to know what they make, how they make them, who for.

Don't just look at me. Go and be a detective.

There may be more of these things hitting the streets.

They're powerful, and they work.

OFFICER: Maybe that's a good thing.

Who said that?

You've been out there.

It's piano-wire tight.

We could lose control of this city.

Normals are looking for a way to fight back

against the Anti-Immunity Bill, and this is it.

And that division? That's only gonna get worse.

Sorry, sir.

How can I be of assistance

in this investigation, Agent Ross?

Information.

Unbleached waxed linen material.

Waxed linen.

[ECHOING] Linen, linen, linen.

[DISTORTED VOICES WHISPERING]

[***]

[VOICES OVERLAPPING]

[VOICES SWELLING]

[VOICES STOP]

Okay, here it is.

Waxed linen thread is a cellulose fiber.

Its weft yarns are arranged to make it

light, breathable, and tough.

Its use today is primarily in the clothing industry,

especially in manufacture of quality clothing.

But also traditionally in bookbinding.

There are eight fabric outlets

that I can find in the Inner City Area.

Ah...

I'll write them down for you.

ROSS: I love a partner

that gets things done. Don't you?

I want these outlets visited.

Let's find the Hood Maker before this thing runs amuck.

[GOATS BLEATING]

[PEOPLE TALKING INDISTINCTLY]

[***]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

CHILD 1: Hey, over here. Over here!

CHILD 2: Hey, look!

[DOG BARKING]

We're not making friends.

Nope. But we are influencing people.

[VOICES WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

What did you say to them?

Nothing, they're just--

Kids showing off.

Is it noisy in there?

Yeah. It can be.

You learn to filter.

Harder in the city, though.

I'd like to go away some day.

Where to?

What?

It's funny.

Being around you is different.

"Different"? How so?

[CHILDREN YELLING]

Go home, Teep.

Oi! Manners!

Get back here, and apologize to the lady.

Hey, you? Come here. Come here, you.

[***]

MARY: Help me.

Help me. Help me.

[GASPS]

[DISTORTED]: Help me!

Honor?

MARY: Help me!

ROSS: Out the way!

[***]

MARY: Help me. Where are we?

MARY [WHISPERING]: Help me.

[GASPING]

[VOICE LAUGHING]

ROSS: Clearance! Drop your weapon!

MAN: So I'll think of a playing card--

MARY: Help me.

MAN: --and she has to tell me

what it is. Help me.

Bet I win. ROSS: Let her go.

It's gonna be all right, Mary.

He made me read him, and it hurt.

She tried.

Really hard.

But she couldn't even scratch the surface.

Drop the gun. Now.

MAN: So she hit me.

Ah. She hit me.

I'm not just a Normal.

I'm Free Union.

I'm important, you Teep bitch.

[MAN LAUGHING]

[***]

[IMITATING GUN FIRE]

[LAUGHS MANIACALLY]

I'm Director of Federal Resources.

You can't keep me.

ROSS: Yeah, you're an important man.

Did you know it's illegal for important men

to visit places like this?

Trust me. We can hold you long enough.

Well, these girls,

they don't care about politics.

They dig out your dreams for a few quid.

And here's the best bit:

They can't fake it.

[LAUGHS]

But out there...

we have to protect ourselves.

That's why we've got to have those hoods.

Eh? Heh, heh.

She's sweet. Stop it.

D-- Oh...

Oh, dear.

[LAUGHS]

You know, it's not the hoods

you got to worry about, agent.

It's the Teeps.

There's an underground. They're ready to rise up.

You can't trust any of them.

Especially the ones you like.

She's a Serving Clearance Officer,

and you don't know her.

Clearance investigations are my business too, Agent Ross.

And a lot of requests for Science funding

come across my desk.

One was for linen fabric. A lot of it.

Who requested it?

[***]

[INDISTINCT VOICES OVERLAPPING]

[VOICES STOP]

[GASPING]

[PANTING]

[SIGHS]

[***]

ROSS: Honor, we're leaving.

[FILM PROJECTOR HUMS]

ROSS: So the request for linen fabric

came from a department created to do research

into Teep Prevention.

They were using the Teeps to their max in one lab.

And in another, working out how to stop them.

[***]

Who's that?

ROSS: Dr. Thaddeus Cutter.

Resigned from the division for health reasons 13 years ago.

Rumor was he had a breakdown.

Something on his mind, eh?

Maybe a Teep could've read it. Might've helped.

Have to try it on me sometime.

I-it's okay. I know you're forbidden

to read an agent.

You're different.

You said that before. How am I different?

You asked if it gets noisy in here.

It does.

The city's full of stray thoughts.

Sometimes I feel like I'm a broken aerial,

just picking up all the chatter.

And the grapevine never stops. But...

When I'm with you it's...

quiet.

[FILM BURNING]

[GROANS]

[***]

* London's burning London's burning *

* Fetch the engines Fetch the en-- *

[CAR HONKS]

[CAR HONKING]

FRANKLYN: Come on, Mary. I'm sorry, ah?

Don't walk away from me.

[INDISTINCT VOICE ECHOING]

Come out of the rain.

That's a good girl.

Where shall we go? Huh?

[LAUGHS] Where shall we go?

[LAUGHS]

Ah!

Ugh!

[GRUNTING]

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

* London's burning London's burning *

* Fetch the engines Fetch the engines *

* Fire, fire Fire, fire *

[PEOPLE YELLING INDISTINCTLY]

Nobody leaves. Don't let anyone out.

There's riots. He'll do it.

Some Teeps ambushed Franklyn.

Some kind of mass attack on his mind.

He's talking like my 4-year-old nephew now.

Your wee fair Mary's involved.

MARY: Honor, it's started. Tell them all.

Honor. Did you hear what I said?

Can you use the Grapevine to find her?

I don't know where she is.

[PEOPLE YELLING INDISTINCTLY]

They're arresting everyone in your hostel.

I can't stop them getting to you.

[BANGING ON CAR]

TEEPS [WHISPERS OVERLAPPING]: It's started. We have to be strong.

[BANGING ON CAR, PEOPLE YELLING]

Hear it?

TEEPS [WHISPERS OVERLAPPING]: Rise up. Fight back.

Honor.

TEEPS [WHISPERS OVERLAPPING]: Here's the time for our attack.

Honor.

I have nowhere to go.

[***]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[***]

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

[SOFT JAZZ PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

This city is gonna explode.

HONOR: Normals want this.

They want an excuse to wipe us out.

Maybe your friend Mary thinks that.

But you're with Clearance. With me, right?

Want a drink?

I'm having one.

Don't lump us all together.

Could you trust me on that, at least?

How can I trust a man who puts on jazz

and pours me a triple scotch?

Oh, we agents can't date.

No, too busy...

probing each other for weaknesses.

Dinner becomes interrogation.

[LAUGHS]

Teeps hate dating.

I mean, there's no mystery to it.

We end up finishing each other's sentences.

We've got that in common.

And you'd tell me, right?

If you'd heard of a Teep Underground.

I'd take it in good faith.

It wouldn't have to come from you.

And you'd tell me what Normals

are planning to do with us?

If there was an uprising,

what would happen to the rest of us?

If you don't trust me,

read me.

I don't want to.

I'm giving you permission.

I could read my mother's thoughts in the womb.

I mean, not words. Just feeling.

And I could read people before I could read books.

My parents hated me for it.

Their fear was in my head all the time.

We make people afraid, and we drive them away.

And I don't want to dri--

[GLASS SHATTERS]

ROSS: That's my dad.

And he was an open book.

Heart-on-sleeve guy.

He was comfortable in a room of Teeps

because he wore it all on the outside.

[***]

ROSS: Anyone was welcome to read my dad

because he had nothing to hide.

And I loved him for that.

You look happy.

My happiest, actually.

The sounds of the water...

and the swish of the fly as you present it to the trout.

[SIGHS] So you have to land it just right.

Otherwise, they get the tickle.

They know. They get spooked.

It's Zen, you know?

Clears the mind.

That's how my mind is when I'm with you.

That's easy enough to read, right?

[WATER TRICKLING]

[ELECTRICITY CRACKLES]

[WATER SPLASHES]

[***]

[GASPS]

[PAPERS RUSTLE]

[GRUNTS]

What are you doing?

Looking for a new job for you.

You've slept with a Teep. You're stuffed.

We should elope.

We could go far away.

To your river.

If Cutter left the Science Division

because he wanted to make hoods.

He would have needed a supplier for the linen.

We've got nothing out of those textile outlets.

Yeah, but waxed linen isn't just for clothing.

It's also used in the binding of books.

[ROSS SIGHING] And this place

closed down 13 years ago.

The Union Book Depository.

No, you can't come with me.

It's too dangerous out there for a--

For telepaths.

Right, you'll be safe here.

It's probably a waste of time, anyway.

[***]

MARY: Honor.

Who is the Hood Maker?

TEEP 1: Join us. MARY: Honor.

TEEP 2: Who is the hood maker? MARY: Honor.

Tell us.

MARY: Who is he?

[VOICES OVERLAPPING]

MARY: Who is he? TEEP 3: Join us.

MARY: You can't betray us, Honor.

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

[HORN HONKS]

[CAR ENGINE SHUTS OFF]

[MECHANISM HUMMING]

[ELECTRICITY CRACKLES]

[PAPER RUSTLING]

[GUN CLICKS]

[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

[JAZZ VOLUME INCREASES]

[MUSIC STOPS]

[PAPERS RUSTLING SOFTLY]

[LIGHTS CLICKING ON]

[MECHANISM HUMMING]

I knew that somebody would come, eventually.

Well, I have to congratulate you.

Beast of an operation you've got going on here.

Why'd you have those pictures of me,

Dr. Cutter?

Because I've always had an interest in you,

since I first met you.

Met me?

When?

[CHUCKLES]

In the old world I remember how we fretted

over the computers. The web.

The information on everyone and everything.

We built firewalls and encrypted our lives.

I always thought it was an overreaction.

There was a plug. Pull it out. Off.

Teeps don't have a plug.

Exactly.

The Union wanted a safeguard, which is what I was developing.

They wanted this firewall for themselves,

but it's too important.

Protection should be democratic. So should knowledge.

And what about power?

Because these things are power.

You can't hand that kind of power to anyone.

Why not? We have the sanctity

of our own thoughts before the Teeps.

Our minds are the only free, independent states in existence.

I get it. You see the Teeps as an invading force.

Now you want a war?

No, an evolution.

People can change to counter the Teeps.

Nature's balance.

One day, we'll make our own hoods.

Maybe we already have, Agent Ross.

You're special.

Oh, don't give me those innocent eyes.

You don't have to pretend. I'm not your Teep partner.

We both know what you can do.

You're our new weapon against them.

[GRUNTS] I'm being read.

Jesus, Honor. HONOR: What does he mean?

Why are you a weapon?

Nothing, it-- It doesn't mean anything.

He's stalling. Don't be so modest, Agent Ross.

Tell her about your gift.

That's enough, Cutter.

What does he mean?

CUTTER: I mean that, quite frankly, he's a weapon.

Why?

[FORCEFULLY] Why?

Read him and find out.

[***]

I can't.

[CUTTER LAUGHS]

He can block you.

You can't get through.

[GASPING]

* London's burning London's burning *

* Fetch the engines Fetch the engines *

* Fire, fire Fire, fire *

[INDISTINCT SINGING IN DISTANCE]

VOICE [WHISPERING]: Get the Hood Maker. Get the Hood Maker.

Shit.

She's led them right to us.

ROSS: They're gonna tear you to pieces, doctor.

Is there another way out?

Come on. Don't.

Out there, through my office.

It will take you onto a fire escape.

I'll distract them. It's me they want anyway.

ROSS: No, you can't...

MARY: You can't betray us.

You must be protected. Go.

I was gonna tell you when it was safe. Honor.

[***]

Honor! Honor!

Open it. Honor, open the door.

We can make our own hoods.

Honor, open the door.

Honor.

I had a talent. I didn't understand it.

They made me train. They made me train, to--

[CUTTER SCREAMING]

[INDISTINCT MURMURING]

[***]

Fire, fire.

Fire, fire.

[ECHOING] Fire, fire.

Wait.

I've no other way out, Honor.

You lied to me.

We both lied, didn't we?

You brought the Teeps here. No.

No, I didn't. I couldn't stop that.

We're all allowed to have our secrets.

That's our right. Your right and mine.

I didn't want to hurt you, but--

It wasn't my choice to block you.

You can't trust him, Honor.

Then let me read you.

I'll know the truth if I read you.

[***]

HONOR [WHISPERING]: Ross, let me through.

ROSS: Forgive me.

OKHILE: You're a major talent.

Actually, you're a miracle.

You're the only one we can risk doing this with.

Look at that fucking Teep. Right in the inner sanctum.

So you play partners and keep her close.

Cute for a mutant.

Might run away with the assignment, ma'am.

Do whatever you have to, to win her trust.

Find out what the Teeps are planning on the streets.

Find whatever you can.

I'll have it eating out of the palm of my hand.

Her. It's a her.

ROSS: Honor...

[HONOR GASPS]

I'm sorry, Honor.

[CRYING]

ROSS: I did run away with the assignment.

I fell for you.

[HONOR SIGHS]

We can get out of the city.

We can go to the mountains.

You can read minds, but you can't read my heart.

Please, believe me, Honor.

Please.

I'm an open book now...

just like my dad.

You can trust me, Honor.

Honor.

Honor.

[FORCEFULLY] Honor.

[ELECTRICITY CRACKLES]

Honor, we have to trust each other.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

Or what hope is there?

We can go far away.

[FIRE CRACKLING]

[***]