Chapter 1: ALL IN...MOSTLY
MADELINE BURKE AND TASHA ZAPATA, UNKNOWN LOCATION-SOMEWHERE IN EUROPE
[Zapata's and Madeline's attention is drawn the 80" TV screen attached to the wall, on which FBI Director
Matthew Weitz introduces the NYC office's newest Assistant Director, Edgar Reade...]
When Reade steps to the podium, the seasoned Agent, who has been undercover more times than she can count in
her law enforcement career, makes a critical slip: she can’t help the tiny smile of pride and affection from curving her
pretty red lips.
Madeline doesn’t fail to catch the mistake, the fucking witch. Eyeing Zapata carefully, she asks, “What’s the exact
status of your relationship with the New Assistant Director?”
“None. We’re colleagues.” By the look on Madeline’s face, she’s not buying it.
“Come, Natasha…I’m a…MATURE Woman, who has seen that same look too many times to recall. If it came to it,
could you kill your... “colleague”?, the old Bitch inquires, smirking.
“Give the order,” the Latina replies, forcing herself to keep her expression cold and unforgiving.
READE AND PATTERSON, HIS OFFICE, NYC
"You look terrible, Reade...sorry", the blonde tech genius says, with genuine concern.
"I haven't slept; I'm barely eating. I keep seeing her face, hearing her explanations, excuses...whatever they were.
Wondering if she ever really loved me...or was she just playing me...if I knew that, I could relax and focus."
Patterson's words are gentle, but firm when she responds. "Doubt her motives, and her methods, but I'm closer to
her than anyone alive, except you...one thing you never have to doubt, Reade: she loved you; she loves you STILL. This
I KNOW, okay?"
READE, AT HIS APARTMENT
He activates voicemail, wanting to hear the message she'd left him earlier....just once more, before retiring for the night.
The voice is husky, with a slightly-more pronounced Spanish accent he recognizes from when she being especially earnest:
"It's Me, Reade... hard to get a chance to respond to your calls with eyes on me nearly every second...I'm fine, I don't want you
to worry...I know how you get-SLEEP...and EAT...te amo...sinceramente (I sincerely love you. Bye.")
"Just stay alive", Reade murmurs.
Chapter 2: アートプロジェクト (THE ART PROJECT)
Portions of S 4, Episode 2
READE AND WELLER, IN THE FBI LOCKER ROOM, JUST BEFORE END OF DAY
"Anything from Tasha?", Kurt asks quietly, sitting down beside Edgar.
"Voicemail. Says not to worry about her-and to sleep and eat."
"Good advice, Brother. No good comes of you making yourself ill."
"But YOU KNOW what I'm going through-after Jane left, and no one had any idea where
she is, if she's still alive."
"I do...it was hell, I won't sugar coat it. I know that chica a long time, Ed, recruited her from
NYPD...one thing that you can trust, Man-something's OFF as FUCK about this 'I'm quitting
the CIA to join Madeline' shit. I don't buy it. She's working something else, and she will do
everything in her power to make it back to us...to YOU...she' loves you Boyo-she's IN LOVE
WITH YOU-just as she said."
"You sound so sure...I almost believe it."
WELLER AND JANE'S APARTMENT, LATER THAT EVENING
Noticing his wife staring off into the distance, obviously pre-occupied, Kurt tries to connect...
again..."What's cookin', Beautiful? You can't think about me all day, everyday...well YOU COULD,
but..." he ends with a laugh.
Forcing a friendly grin to her beautiful lips, Jane/Remi relies, "I certainly could, and many times DO,
but just now I was thinking about how things have come round for us. After everything, here we are,
back together. Now-you are to take it easy, Mister...no over-doing it. I want you fit and ready
for when the Medic declares you 100% ready for bedroom duty." (I hate your fucking guts!, she longs
THE NYC LAB
Rich: Am I crazy-well, I am kinda cuckoo-but doesn't this mural (he indicates the world mural on the wall)
remind you of this (he displays one of Jane's tattoos onto the big screen).It’s part of the ones taken from the Tokyo
cache, which is why they’re only noticing now. The Team studies it, and conclude that it is part of one taken from
the Tokyo cache, though the different shadings of it is noticed by sharp-eyed Patterson. 'We should get an art expect
to take a look at this", she suggests.
Rich: "BOSTON", in a half-cough, half-statement.
Jane/Remi: Do we REALLY wanna do that?"
Patterson: He does know an insane amount about art forgeries.
Jane/Remi: I'll go and grab him up.
TASHA ZAPATA AND MADELINE BURKE, SWITZERLAND
WTF!! After shooting Hank Crawford's wife in cold blood, the crazy old power hungry CUNT
orders Zapata to clear the crime scene before ensuring that there are no witnesses in the home. On the top
floor, hiding in a closet, Tasha finds the Daughter of Crawford's wife... The Agent faces a moment of truth,
head-on: has she gone so far, so DEEP into this assignment, that she'll truly do whatever it takes? Certainly the
CIA would have no problem with her murdering the Child in order to preserve her cover...She backs out,
indicating that the Little One should keep silent: not make any noise. We need to find another way,
she thinks to herself, holstering her pistol and quickly exiting the residence. Keaton HAS to bring me OUT.