Transcript by Jill
Written by: Robin Burger
Directed by: Jefferson Kibbee
FADE IN: A mansion being burgled...by Shane. She pockets a diamond bracelet and makes her get away by jumping over a high wall to the ground.
GUARD: (holding a gun on her) Stop right there!
Shane uses her training and takes him out.
SHANE: Never was good at following directions. Little late.
She tosses the knapsack to the man who came up to her.
MAN: May I?
SHANE: Since when do you ask permission?
MAN: (looking in knapsack) You haven't lost your touch.
SHANE: Neither have you.
They kiss.
END OF TEASER
FADE IN: Beach house. D.D. and Cassie are struggling to move a large potted plant on the deck.
D.D.: Ready? One, two, three...left. No, right. No, left. No! No! Right! Okay, stop.
CASSIE: Are we moving a plant or auditioning for FAME? Oh,my... what is that smell?!?
D.D.: (inhaling) Dry seaweed, oil vapors, gull droppings.
CASSIE: It's this plant. Where'd it come from?
D.D.: Remember that Russian arms dealer we busted last week?
CASSIE: Oh my God, the one I had to French kiss that smelled like wet dog?!? This is going back now!
D.D.: I told Cross we didn't want it but he said recycling government seizures is cost effective.
CASSIE: Where's Shane, be nice if we had a hand with this.
D.D.: I don't know, when I got up this morning her bed was still made.
CASSIE: New boyfriend?
D.D.: She would have told us...unless he has an extra toe or something.
CASSIE: One night stand?
D.D.: With a morning replay.
CASSIE: (as phone rings) Or maybe that's her. (answers it) Shane?
CROSS: (at ComCent) Sorry to disappoint you.
CASSIE: Don't tell me, we're already on the clock.
CROSS: I am. I can't seem to find the expense report you filed yesterday.
CASSIE: Well that's weird, I know I turned it in. (Makes a face, clearly having forgotten)
CROSS: Apparently it's missing.
CASSIE: You know, speaking of missing, I can't seem to get Shane on the phone.
CROSS: That is serious. Maybe we should move to DEF-CON 4.
CASSIE: It's nice to know you're so concerned about your agents.
CROSS: (amused) Did it ever occur to you that perhaps your friend actually has a life?
CASSIE: I thought spies weren't supposed to have lives.
CROSS: Someone get out of the literal side of bed this morning?
CASSIE: I gotta go.
SHANE: (appearing) Hey, hey. Look at the new plant.
D.D.: Where have you been?!?
CASSIE: (hanging up on Cross) And what was his name?
SHANE: Yeah, I wish! A friend of mine had an emergency operation, I just spent the night at County General.
CASSIE: Let me get this straight, you who can't stand the sight of blood voluntarily spent the night at the hospital?
SHANE: Hey, a friend in need...
CASSIE: Which friend?
SHANE: Somebody I met at the gym, you wouldn't know her. Ooh...what's that funny smell?
CASSIE: Eau de Arms Dealer.
D.D.: Don't ask.
SHANE: (heading for the door) Don't worry.
CASSIE: Okay it doesn't take a con-woman to know that was the worst lie ever.
D.D.: Sick friend in the hospital? Please, I used that line on my parents in junior high.
CASSIE: Did it work?
D.D.: (smiling) Would this face lie?
CASSIE: Since when did we start keeping secrets from each other?
D.D.: (looking out at the beach) Looks like our regulars are out in force this morning.
D.D. grabs the binoculars to check them out.
CASSIE: Tiny Speedo guy.
D.D.: And bald hairy guy.
CASSIE: Chunky butch guy.
D.D.: Check. No, wait, wait...make that chunky butch girl. (gasps) Ooh, there's skinny naked guy. Oh. The water must be cold today.
Cassie hears a noise from inside and enters the house.
CASSIE: Going out again?
SHANE: Uh, yeah. I gotta get back to the hospital.
CASSIE: What about your spinning class.
SHANE: I'm spun out.
CASSIE: And if Cross wants to know where you are?
SHANE: Uh, I'll check in. (heads out the door)
CASSIE: Tell your friend I hope she (door closes on her words)
D.D.: (coming inside) That's it, I'm calling the cops!
CASSIE: What for?
D.D.: (dialing) Speedo guys taking pictures of us with a lens that's longer than what he's got inside those trunks!
CASSIE: Oh great. Then you're gonna say, hello, Mr. Policeman I work for a secret government organization can you please come out to my house and question me.
D.D.: (puts phone down) Okay, bad idea. But unless you want to be featured on PeepingTom.com we gotta do something!
The doorbell rings
CASSIE: I hope that's the cable guy.
D.D.: Before noon? That's a first.
CASSIE: (looking out the peephole) Oh my God!
D.D.: (huuries over) What?
Cassie opens the door to see an attractive man standing there.
MAN: Arcadia Cable. You called for service?
D.D.: Oh my God.
MAN: Excuse me?
CASSIE: (covering) Oh my God the cable's out and you're here to fix it.
D.D.: Yay!
CASSIE: Can we see some identification? (looks at his badge) Gordon?
GORDON: Yeah, sure. (hands it over)
D.D.: Why do guys take such great I.D. photos?
CASSIE:(practically drooling) T.V.'s right over there.
GORDON: (takes his I.D. back and slips between the women) Thank you. Great view.
D.D.: (quietly) Don't say it.
CASSIE: (quietly) I can think it.
FADE TO: College campus
SHANE: A visiting college preofessor, I gotta say, that's a great cover.
MAN: Well, given the many works of art I've stolen I think I earned it.
SHANE: So how did you get the university to hire you?
MAN: I wasn't hired, I was invited. You see, it's International Culture week, no one looks at credentials too carefully.
SHANE: Looks like that guy's got credentials.
They watch an older man exit a flagged Mercedes and be greeted by a few other men.
MAN: Yuri Sarkhov. Party chairman of one of those little Russian republics. He's speaking this afternoon, if you want to sit in I've got a free lap.
SHANE: (pulls out an envelope and hands it to him) You know, I'd rather we roll around in this.
MAN: You fenced the stuff already?
SHANE: You hang onto something...or someone...too long you're bound to get in trouble.
MAN: Listen Shane, I never told you how bad I felt when you took the fall for our last job.
SHANE: A card or a letter would have been nice. A file in a cake maybe.
MAN: How can I make it up to you?
SHANE: Cutting me in on that museum heist would be a start.
MAN: (chuckles and starts walking) You seem to be doing just fine without me.
SHANE: Fine?!? I'm twenty-five, I still got roommates. Fencing jewelry is kid's stuff.
MAN: It's a lot less risky than breaking into museums.
SHANE: I like risky. It's ordinary I got a problem with.
MAN: Baby, there is nothing ordinary about you.
He kisses her.
FADE TO: Beach house
CASSIE: Just what I thought, County General doesn't allow overnight visitors.
D.D.: And she's never missed a spinning class, she's lying to us.
CASSIE: And that worries me.
GORDON: I think the problem is in the line coming into the house. I'm gonna need to take a look at the box outside.
CASSIE: It's just behind the gate. Where's the key?
D.D.: I think Shane took it to make copies.
CASSIE: And I'm guessing she's been too busy to get around to it.
D.D.: Maybe it's in the dresser in her bedroom.
CASSIE: (to Gordon as they head upstairs) Don't go anywhere.
GORDON: Yeah.
D.D.: Seeing him in boxers?
CASSIE: Seeing him naked.
In Shane's room
D.D.: (pulls out a red lace bustier) Yep, new boyfriend.
CASSIE: Nope, old boyfriend.
D.D.: (putting it back) Oh yeah, he was a little Frederick's. Found key.
CASSIE: (gasps) Found a $50,000 bracelet.
D.D.: (shocked) Is that real?
CASSIE: Put it this way, if they're handing these out at the hospital you can check me in.
The women are stunned.
END OF ACT ONE FADE OUT
FADE IN: Beach house
CASSIE: You can just leave the key under the mat when you're finished.
GORDON: Sure, no problem.
D.D.: (as they leave the house) Just because Shane has a diamond bracelet doesn't mean she stole it. Even though she used to be a thief. Who used to steal bracelets.
CASSIE: (using her cell) Still no answer!
D.D.: I can't believe she's fallen off the wagon. Is that the right expression for returning to a life of crime?
CASSIE: (dialing again) Close enough.
FADE TO: Comcent
CASSIE:(entering Cross' office) Here's that expense reprt you asked for.
CROSS: (picking it up) I thought you already turned it in.
CASSIE: It's a copy in case you can't find the original.
CROSS: How considerate.
D.D.: (outside the office) Duncan!
Cassie glances out Cross' window.
CROSS: (glancing up from the report) Is there something else?
CASSIE: Um...about our expenses...we need a housing allowance.
CROSS: You already have a house.
CASSIE: We also have a plant from a guy named Boris.
CROSS: Ah, yes, the Russian arms dealer. He was quite fond of you...before you dislocated his shoulder.
CASSIE: (taking a peek at D.D. and Duncan) Look, we're elite crime fighters who have successfully completed 100% of our missions, not 99, 100. Which means we should get what we want.
CROSS: (amused) You are elite crime fighters yes, and you've been overbudget in 100 percent of your missions, which means you get what I give you.
Cassie glances at D.D. and Duncan
D.D.: I can't find Shane, which wouldn't be a problem except she has the paperwork from our last case, I was supposed to file a report yesterday.
DUNCAN: I thought Cassie--
D.D.: That's a different report! So can you help me find her?
DUNCAN: Uh, yeah. Shane's field testing this for me, it's an M.P.S.D.--
D.D.: Multi-Purpose Surveillance Device.
DUNCAN: Wow!
D.D.: I'm good with acronyms.
DUNCAN: It's equipped with an audio transmitter and a homing beacon.
D.D.: Hmm... fighting crime and gum disease...cool.
DUNCAN: (Takes the dental floss holder to a computer, misses D.D.'s glance to Cross' office) All I have to do is isolate a signal from the beacon and extropolate a location. Uh...(typing)
CROSS: It's called a budget. It's a simple concept really, it's used to make people accountable.
CASSIE: (shivers) Accountable is such a nasty word.
CROSS: It'll grow on you.
CASSIE: Like fungus on my hydrangeas?
Cross checks his watch then rises and grabs her report with the others and heads out.
CASSIE: (following) What about our clothing allowance?
CROSS: Cut.
CASSIE: Car allowance?
CROSS: Out of gas.
CASSIE: We don't even get reimbursed for mileage?
CROSS: Not unless you're on a mission. (He boards the elevator) And that doesn't include going to the spa.
CASSIE: Do we have any perks left?!?
CROSS: (smiling) You get to work for me.
CASSIE: (when the doors close) Excuse me while I celebrate.
DUNCAN: And (checking map) there she is, Pacific University, between the quad and Butler Hall.
D.D.: (kissing his cheek) Duncan, you're the best.
Duncan is awestruck by the kiss.
FADE TO: Pacific University
D.D.: You think she's takling an extension course?
CASSIE: Yeah, how to steal and send your colleague's to jail.
D.D.: In Harvard we called that introduction to Wall Street. I still don't think it's fair we all get hammered if one of us slips up. There has to be a loophole.
CASSIE: Cross took away all loopholes along with our clothing allowance, car allowance and everything else.
D.D.: It barely pays to be a spy anymore.
They hear the fire alarm.
CASSIE: Fire alarm.
D.D.: Standard Shane diversion.
CASSIE: (spots Shane across the campus) And there she is.
D.D.: What's in the Facilities Building worth stealing?
CASSIE: Let's ask her. Shane!
The pair jog after her but Shane drives off.
D.D.: Shane! Wait up!
CASSIE: Let's go back to the car.
FADE TO: Comcent
CROSS: (enters the lab) Duncan.
Duncan is counting in his head and doesn't register him.
CROSS: (louder) Duncan!
DUNCAN: (startled) Yes? Sir! I'm sorry. I have a tendency to get lost in my own little world when I work on fractile equations. More specifically--
CROSS: Duncan!
Duncan looks up to see Cross making a slashing motion across his throat.
DUNCAN: Yes sir?
CROSS: Did D.D. happen to mention where she and Cassie went this afternoon?
DUNCAN: Uh...no. (Cross looks at him) But I think I know where they went.
CROSS: And where might that be?
DUNCAN: Well, they were looking for Shane ,she had something, paperwork, I think. Maybe it was an old mission, it may have been a report--
CROSS: I don't care what it is, where did they go?
DUNCAN: They couldn't find her, Shane I mean, so I triangulated her position using my new dental floss surveillance device.
CROSS: Dental floss?
DUNCAN: Yeah. It's actually a Multi-Purpose Surveillance Device, I modeled it after a...uh... (Cross gives him another look) but it's really more of a prototype...uh...it's actually surprisingly accurate, within three-hundredths of a...mile.
CROSS: Duncan, I think you and I need to have a little chat about the She Spies.
DUNCAN: Yeah, I'd like that. So, whenever you've got a moment in your schedule I--
CROSS: Now.
DUNCAN: Oh. Am I in trouble?
Cross takes a deep breath of patience and looks at him.
FADE TO: Cassie and D.D. following Shane.
D.D.: Don't let her get too far ahead.
CASSIE: I'm pretty sure you can't backseat drive from the frontseat.
D.D.: (closes her eyes) Sorry. (begins deep breaths)
CASSIE: What are you doing?
D.D.: Centering my chi.
CASSIE: Your what?
D.D.: (opens eyes) My chi. My lifeforce energy. (Cassie nods but looks like she has no clue) Look, I know you think I'm crazy but according to that book I read on Fung Schwaing the placement of those plants has a huge impact on our personal energy.
CASSIE: Alright, if your Fung Schwai theory's right why is it that as soon as we moved those plants we found out Shane stole a $50,000 bracelet and Cross took away all of our perks?
D.D.: (troubled) Maybe we moved them in the wrong direction?
Cassie sighed without comment as they followed Shane into an apartment complex lot.
SHANE: (Inside apartment) Yoohoo. Special delivery.
She lays out the museum floor plans she stole.
MAN: Sweet.
SHANE: I'll show you sweet. (She kisses the man from the previous heist)
MAN: Johnny my man, take the rest of the day off.
JOHNNY: Okay.
D.D.: (outside) Duncan says if you aim this at the building it'll read body heat.
CASSIE: (aiming) Why does it look like a hairdryer?
D.D.: I don't know, guess he was big into personal hygiene this week.
CASSIE: Okay...
They see two green images pulling at something.
D.D.: Hey, that's Uncle Blue Bear!
CASSIE: How do you know that?
D.D.: I have one. They vibrate.
CASSIE: You seem a little too pleased about that.
D.D.: I meant that in a good way. (Cassie snickers) Moving onto 102.
An image of a person on a stairmaster appears.
CASSIE: Definitely not Shane.
D.D.: Unless she gained 200 pounds on the way over here.
CASSIE: Okay 103...
A couple making out.
D.D. and CASSIE: (in unison) Shane?
D.D.: I didn't know she was double-jointed.
CASSIE: My God this is better than cable.
D.D.: Maybe we shouldn't get it fixed.
CASSIE: Do you have a list of tenants from the directory?
D.D.: (typing on the laptop) Apartment 103...Joseph Ellis...Joseph Ellis is an alias for Evan Harris.
CASSIE: The Evan Harris as in Shane's ex-partner in crime?!?
D.D.: 21 million dollars in stolen goods, arrested 7 times, never found guilty.
CASSIE: I don't believe it! She took the fall for him now she's back with him?!?
D.D.: Must be a hard habit to break.
CASSIE: Guess that explains the stolen bracelet.
D.D.: (closes laptop) We gotta stop this, I look really bad in orange prison jumpsuits.
They put the surveillance items away and head for the building where they are intercepted by several men.
LEAD MAN: Federal agents, you want to tell us what you're doing here?
CASSIE: I don't know, do we?
D.D.: We don't.
CASSIE: Then no.
They use their training to subdue the agents and head for the door.
D.D.: If those really were Feds is this gonna go on my record?
CASSIE: Not if they don't catch us.
LEAD MAN: Stop! Consider yourselves caught.
END OF ACT TWO
FADE OUT
FADE IN: Comcent
CASSIE: So let me get this straight,you assigned Shane to work under cover with Evan Harris?!?
CROSS: (leading them to the stairs) Correct. And if I hadn't sent agents to stop you you would have blown her cover.
D.D.: (following him down the stairs) If you'd have clued us in from the beginning there wouldn't have been a problem.
CASSIE: I mean, did you really think we weren't going to find out?!?
D.D.: We're spies, remember?
CROSS: (reaching the main floor) Ladies...Shane didn't want you to know.
He leads them to the screen where a photo is displayed.
CROSS: Evan Harris is in the country to steal the Chalice of Jerusalem, it's on loan to Pacific University.
D.D.: It's beautiful.
CROSS: Supposedly it was used in The Last Supper. The Vatican Museum originally had three chalices.
CASSIE: Two were stolen six months ago.
D.D.: How does she know that?
CASSIE: Cable's out, I'm forced to read the paper.
Cross leads them to his office.
D.D.: If you know Harris is after the chalice, why are you allowing him to steal it?
CROSS: Because we want the person who hired him, we suspect he has the other two and since Harris usually works with a team...
CASSIE: ...and since Shane was formerly his partner in crime...
D.D.: ...you think she'll be able to ferret out the other buyer...
CASSIE: ...and retrieve the two missing chalices...
D.D.: ...and put Evan away for good.
CROSS: Do you always complete each other's sentences?
CASSIE: Great blondes think alike.
Shane enters the office.
SHANE: Am I uh, interrupting something?
Cross clears his throat as the trio exchange a look.
CASSIE: We know about Evan...and the mission.
SHANE: (to Cross, displeased) So you told them.
D.D.: Actually, we followed you.
CASSIE: The he followed us.
D.D.: Then he told us. By the way, how did you know where we were?
CASSIE: He's never gonna tell you. Had to be Duncan.
D.D.: Duncan wouldn't tell.
CASSIE: (glances at Cross) He would if somebody threatened him.
D.D.: You threatened Duncan? That's just--(Cross gives her a look) mean!
CROSS: Let me remind you that you were the one who manipulated a vulnerable civil servant and put his job in jeopardy.
D.D.: You're not gonna fire him are you?
SHANE: Whoa! Back up! You followed me?!?
D.D.: We were worried about you.
CASSIE: Evan Harris is bad news!
D.D.: Bad boys are always hardest to get over.
CASSIE: You should have never taken this assignment.
SHANE: (to Cross) This is exactly why I didn't want you to tell them!
CROSS: What I know about last night is that you've become involved with Harris on an intimate level, something you were told specifically not to do.
SHANE: (defensively) Yeah, and if I were a guy, you wouldn't be ragging on me!
CROSS: Your emotions are in play, and when emotions are in play spies get hurt, I'm turning this over to Interpol. They won't be able to recover the chalices but at least they'll get Harris.
SHANE: Listen, you hired me to be a spy, you have to let me prove I can do it!
CROSS: I don't have to do anything.
CASSIE: All she needs is some good back-up.
CROSS: What kind?
CASSIE: Maybe we need to convince Evan Harris to let her partners in on the job.
SHANE: Whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you smokin'? The job's tonight, he's not gonna go for it, besides, he's already got Johnny Reed lined up.
D.D.: So we'll unline him. Give us a shot at this.
CROSS: (eyes them) Alright. You do it. You do it with them...or you don't do it at all.
CASSIE: So?
SHANE: So...it sounds like I don't have a choice.
FADE TO: Beach house
D.D.: Look, I know you're mad at us but wouldn't you have done the same thing if you were in our place?
SHANE: Not in a million years.
CASSIE: Really? Not even if you'd found this? (She hold up the bracelet)
SHANE: (angry) First you follow me then you ransack my room?!?
D.D.: We were looking for the key to the sidegate. By the way, you have some really cool underwear, but I digress--
SHANE: Where do you get off?!?
CASSIE: We all get off at San Quentin if you screw up! And by the looks of it, you screwed up big time!
D.D.: I think you owe us an explanation.
SHANE: (grabs bracelet) It's from a heist Cross set up. To prove to Evan that I still had the touch, it's the way I earned my way onto his next score!
CASSIE: What happens when Cross realizes it's missing?
SHANE: I replaced it with a fake. I was gonna switch it back!
CASSIE: Really? When?
SHANE: I just wanted to hold onto it for a while. (Cassie and D.D. drop their eyes) I'm gonna return it! (she see's the doubt in their faces) Look, if this scams gonna work we gotta get ready.
She heads for the stairs.
D.D.: Be sure you close the drapes when you change.
SHANE: Butch girl?
D.D.: Speedo guy, and he's got a camera.
Two knocks on the door and it opens
GORDON: Anybody home?
D.D.: Hey Gordon.
GORDON: Hi, hey, what's up? Yeah, I have to order a part, can I borrow that key again?
CASSIE: Uh, yeah, sure, it'as under the mat. How long is this gonna take?
GORDON: Well, ten minutes max, then I'm out of your way. See ya. (He smiles at them and closes the door)
D.D.: I'm gonna miss him.
CASSIE: We'll always have our fantasies.
They close their eyes.
CASSIE: (a moment later) Okay, back to work.
FADE TO: Evan's apartment
EVAN: (to Johnny) If we put a van here, it should take us about thirty seconds to get across the loading dock to the back entrance-- (They hear tires screech and car doors slam and look out the window) Feds! (They gather up everything and make a run for it, Johnny goes out the front and is easily caught while Evan escapes out the back)
MAN: Federal agents! Stop!
Evan runs the other way and into the street as Shane screechs to a stop alongside him.
SHANE: Get in!
Evan hops in and they peel away with the Feds on their tail. Cross watches and exits a truck.
CROSS: (into walkie-talkie) You chase for a half mile then drop off.
END OF ACT THREE
FADE OUT
FADE IN: Shane's car.
EVAN: I always said you had great timing baby.
SHANE: So what, Johhnny's gonna roll?
EVAN: Nah, he won't. He's loking at a third strike. The gig is definitely off though. The Feds probably faxed my face to every patrol car from Beverly Hills to the Barrio.
SHANE: No. No. No. No. This score is way to big to drop! What if I can line up a couple of replacements?
EVAN: It's too late.
SHANE: (dialing cell phone) Maybe not. Know those two friends I live with....
FADE TO : Beach house
CASSIE: (turning off cell) Evan took the bait. They'll be here in five minutes.
The doorbell rings.
D.D.: I think your watch is a little slow.
They walk to the door and Cassie check the peephole then opens it.
WOMAN: Hi, you called for cable service?
CASSIE: Oh, they already sent someone.
WOMAN: Hmm...must be a duplicate order. Happens when you call more than once. Have a nice day.
The woman leaves.
D.D.: Did you call more than once?
CASSIE: I spent twenty minutes on hold listening to the Carpenters, I wouldn't do that twice. (Cassie uses her cell) Duncan, hi, I'm in a bit of a hurry but can you run a check on a Gordon Braddock, he works for Arcadia Cable.
FADE TO: Comcent
DUNCAN: (looking out the window wearily) Cassie, you know I really want to help you and the She Spies but according to Mr. Cross I need authorization before I can--
CASSIE: There isn't time! Duncan, this is just a simple background check.
DUNCAN: It's for a mission?
CASSIE: Yes.
DUNCAN: A real mission?
CASSIE: Yes!
DUNCAN: You're sure I won't get into trouble?
FADE TO: Beach house
CASSIE: No, you won't get into trouble this time, I promise. Call me back.
FADE TO: Comcent.
Duncan starts the background check with a sigh.
FADE TO: Beach house
SHANE: Hey guys, this is Evan Harris.
The women walk over and check him out.
EVAN: The three of you met in prison?
D.D.: Yeah, great place to network.
SHANE: I told him about our party planner cover-up.
EVAN: Case the joint by day and break in at night. Cute.
D.D.: Cute enough to pay the mortgage on a beach house.
SHANE: D.D. makes Johnny Reed look like an amateur...and Cassie's the best con in L.A., so let's cut the chatter and get down to business.
CASSIE: Fine by me.
EVAN: If I decide to cut you in...you'll get twenty percent, the both of you.
CASSIE: If we decide we want in...we get fifty.
EVAN: I don't think so.
CASSIE: Look,the Feds are already on to you, we should get eighty percent hazard pay!
EVAN: Forty, that's as high as I go.
CASSIE: (scoffs) Come--
D.D. and SHANE: Done!
They look at the museum plans.
EVAN: The chalice is here, inside the inner gallery. Now there's a pressure sensative switch--
CASSIE: Slow down there Pink Panther. How're you planning to fence a chalice?
EVAN: Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Did she just call me Pink Panther?
CASSIE: You didn't answer the question.
EVAN: I already have a client.
D.D.: Who?
EVAN: (to Shane) Your friends ask a lot of questions.
D.D.: We just want to make sure your client is good for the green.
EVAN: Oh, he's good...and you're not getting a name.
D.D.: Why not?
EVAN: Because I don't trust you.
CASSIE: Oh come on, we're thieves, not dishonest.
EVAN: And I'm a business man, not a sucker. Now do I continue? (He motions to the map)
FADE TO: The gallery
EVAN:(V.O.) The chalice is in a display case with an alarm. The inner gallery is locked until the exhibit is unveiled at eight.
Man sets alarm, locks door to exhibit.
EVAN: (V.O.) The key to disengaging the security system is a voice recognition code.
Man walks to another lock.
EVAN: (V.O.) Which must be given by the museum Curator.
Curator joins first man as second access door closes.
EVAN: (V.O.) There are three different codes which are rotated daily.
Curator inputs keys into another lock and pushes the button.
EVAN: (V.O.) The code is the curator's name, followed by a series of numbers and words.
SHANE: (V.O.)--(She appears on screen in real time) Once the security is disengaged, I'll access the gallery through the ventilation system.
Shane takes the vent cover off.
SHANE: (V.O.) D.D. will take Johnny Reed's place in the van with Evan, she'll hack into the security system to find out which code has been activated.
D.D. at computer in van in real time.
SHANE: (V.O.) Once she has the code she'll transmit it to Cassie who will take Evan's place at the reception
Gallery reception and Cassie in real time.
SHANE: (V.O.) Cassie will get the required words and numbers by engaging the curator in conversation. Her transmitter will relay the curators voice to D.D.
D.D.: (V.O.) Then I put the words together and we play them to disarm the system.
SHANE: (V.O.) And we're in.
CASSIE:(real time) Any luck with the code yet?
D.D.: (O.C. in her transmitter) One more firewall. Here we go.
D.D.: (in van with Evan) The code for tonight is red, nine, midnight, oh and don't forget his name.
CASSIE: Piece of cake.
D.D.: Did you activate your external mike?
CASSIE: (touches necklace) Doing it now.
D.D.: I've got some bad news. The code changes in six minutes, you've got five to get me the information.
CASSIE: Excuse me?!?
D.D.: You took a long time getting inside.
CASSIE: Security was a little tighter than I thought thanks to someone I know.
D.D. gives Evan a look as Cassie clears her throat, she walks over to the curator and taps him on the shoulder.
CASSIE: (Using English accent) Megan Woodbury with the BBC.
They shake hands.
CURATOR: Oh, Michael Osborne, a pleasure to meet you.
D.D.: Okay, got the name.
CASSIE: My network is interested in doing a piece on your museum, featuring you of course.
OSBORNE: What an honor, I'm flattered.
D.D.: Get the mike a little closer, I'm having trouble hearing him.
CASSIE: (moves closer and takes out her notebook) When you take a flight to London would you prefer noon coach or first class on the red eye?
OSBORNE: Noon coach, in time for tea.
D.D.: (disbelieving) I can't believe he passed on first class! I still need red.
CASSIE: We also need to know your favorite color, for the roses in your dressing room.
OSBORNE: How about mauve?
D.D.: Is this guy for real?!?
CASSIE: We have a red that's almost mauve.
OSBORNE: Red will be fine.
D.D.: Got red, looking for nine and midnight.
CASSIE: We'll be shooting live in London at 5 p.m. so tell your friends to watch... what time would that make that here?
OSBORNE: Eight a.m.
D.D.: (dying in frustration) Nine! Nine! Nine!
CASSIE: Oh, have you considered Daylight Savings Time? That would make it...oh... I'm so bad with numbers. What time would that make it?
OSBORNE: Nine I believe.
CASSIE: NIne of course, silly me.
D.D.: Got nine, you've got one minute to get him to say 'midnight'.
CASSIE: We're thinking of having that wonderful actor Dustin hoffman narrate the program.
OSBORNE: Oh, I adore Dustin Hoffman.
CASSIE: I particularly enjoy his earlier films.
OSBORNE: I loved Tootsie.
CASSIE: No, no, not Tootsie, the one with John Voight. It was groundbreaking for its time.
OSBORNE: John Voight...I don't think I know that one--
CASSIE: Well of course you do, something Cowboy.
OSBORNE: Urban Cowboy!
CASSIE: No!
OSBORNE: Rhinestone Cowboy.
CASSIE: No!
OSBORNE: American Cowboy.
D.D.: Midnight! Midnight! Midnight!
CASSIE: Something about night.
OSBORNE: Sleeping Cowboy?
CASSIE: (frustrated) NO! Sorry, I get so frustrated when it's on the tip of my tongue.
D.D.: Ten seconds!
CASSIE: I think it began with an m...
They make the m sound together.
OSBORNE: Malibu Cowboy!
CASSIE: NO!
OSBORNE: MIDNIGHT COWBOY!
CASSIE: Yes! Yes! Yes!
OSBORNE: Instead of Dustin Hoffman, do you think you could get DeNiro?
CASSIE: I'll see what I can do.
Cassie walk away, relieved her part is finally done
EVAN: (in van) You got sixty seconds before that code changes.
D.D. takes off, slipping into the gallery and the secure doors and plays the code tape cancelling the alarm.
D.D.: Shane, you're good to go.
Shane slips into the room, uses a glass cutter and steals the chalice with no one the wiser then joins D.D. and Evan in the van.
EVAN: (chuckles and looks at the chalice) Beautiful. Beautiful.
CASSIE: (still inside the gallery) Hello? Duncan? Gordon Braddock died last month?!? That's impossible!
VOICE: (from behind her) Nothin is impossible.
Cassie turns to see the cable guy holding a gun on her, he takes her cell phone.
FAUX BRADDOCK: Don't you believe in the afterlife?
END OF ACT FOURFADE OUT
FADE IN: NON-DESCRIPT BUILDING
Faux Braddock 'escorts' Cassie inside, Evan, Shane and D.D. are already there.
CASSIE: Take it easy okay, these shoes are killing me!
D.D.: Gordon?
SHANE: Who's Gordon?
D.D.: Our cable repair guy.
SHANE: He's carrying a gun. How dangerous is Malibu?
Another man enters.
MAN: Gordon is my employee.
SHANE: Yuri Sarkhov is the client?
EVAN: What the hell is going on?!?
YURI: You assured me she could be trusted. Fprtunately for both of us I decided to run my own security check.
GORDON: The box to their DSL line was welded shut. When I finally hacked in I hit a dozen firewalls. All standard government issue.
CASSIE: So? We work for the post office.
GORDON: And I work for the cable company.
EVAN: (turns to Shane) You're a Fed?!?
SHANE: Evan--
EVAN: You set me up! It was all a lie!
SHANE: Not all of it.
YURI: The money has been wired to your off-shore account Mr. Harris. (He takes the chalice) But if you expect us to continue working together might I suggest that you screen your partners more carefully.
Shane catches Evan's eye and glances down at a set of bats off to his left and he serruptitiously looks at them.
YURI: Dispose of them.
Evan knocks the gun out of Gordon's hand and the fight is on.
SHANE: (after the women prevail) Evan. Damn! (he's escaped)
D.D.: (picks up the chalice, looks down at Gordon) Seeing him in handcuffs.
CASSIE: That'd be interesting.
D.D. looks at her.
CASSIE: Oh...oh, you mean...
FADE TO: Comcent
CROSS: (in his office) Ladies. Thought you'd be home repotting your plants.
SHANE: Here...um...thought you might want this. (She hands him the bracelet) From the heist you set up.
Cross looks at it.
CASSIE: She switched it for a fake...just to see if you'd notice.
D.D.: Yeah, CZ's are almost identical to diamonds so don't feel bad if you didn't catch it.
Cross nods.
SHANE: Thanks guys, but it's not true. They're just trying to cover for me.
Cross opens his desk drawer and places the fake bracelet next to the real one.
SHANE: (startled) You knew? Why didn't you say anything?
CROSS: I just wanted to give you the chance to prove that you could be trusted.
CASSIE: You know for a suit...you're not so bad.
CROSS: Thank you, I think.
DUNCAN: (entering) Uh...sir...I defragged all the mainframes, installed all new firewalls and swept out the employees' lounge. Can I um...go now?
Cross nods.
DUNCAN: Right...uh...going
Duncan departs.
CASSIE: Hmm...maybe I spoke too soon.
END OF ACT FIVE
FADE OUT
FADE IN: Shane walking along the beach thinking about Evan. She returns to the house.
D.D. and Cassie join her on the patio.
D.D.: Coffee?
SHANE: No thanks.
D.D.: I can make tea.
SHANE: I don't drink tea.
D.D.: Hot chocolate with mini marshmallows?
Shane smiles then it drops again.
CASSIE: You think you can forgive us sometime before the next millenium?
SHANE: Sure.
CASSIE: That didn't sound too convincing.
SHANE: Look, I know you guys were just trying to watch out for me. I guess I'm just not used to having anyone care so much. My mom didn't. My dad didn't.
D.D.: We do.
CASSIE: A lot.
SHANE: I'm really lucky to have friends like you. And if you wanna know the truth... you guys were right. Evan Harris got to me again.
CASSIE: So you're human, welcome to the club.
D.D.: If it makes you feel any better, the museum heist was kind of a rush for me too..in a 'I'm not supposed to be doing this but I like it anyway' kind of way.
CASSIE: Well since we're being completely honest, if a guy like Evan came back into my life... I'm not so sure I could say no either.
SHANE: I guess it's just as well he didn't say good-bye.
D.D.: Maybe.
CASSIE: OKay...let's see who's up.
D.D.: Speedo guy's out there I'm gonna go chop off his telephoto!
CASSIE: (grabs binoculars) Don't see him.
SHANE: Here, let me try.
Shane looks through them and sees Evan who blows her a kiss then fades for it was only her imagination.
D.D.: Do you see him?
SHANE: No. No. No one's out there.
END OF ACT SIX
FADE OUT
THE END