The Guest Page #5
I... I don't...
We're suing you and the school board.
I didn't even know he was gay.
What about after-school detention?
For how long?
A month.
That seems fair.
After-school detention.
We'll put him to work
helping the prom committee
set up for the Halloween dance.
We'll agree to that.
But I do not want to
hear anything further
about this young man being harassed.
We understand each other?
I believe we do, Mr...
Who are you?
I'm a friend of the family.
After-school detention for a month.
- That's it?
- Yeah.
- See you later.
- Oh, David?
Can I talk to you for a second?
I'm going to step out into the hall
with Luke for a moment, if that's okay.
Oh, certainly.
So, she thinks you killed Craig.
And she's trying to make a case to the
police so they'll let her boyfriend go.
- Anna told you all this?
- Yeah.
I don't care.
But that's why
that plastic surgeon in Florida.
She wanted to know what
the connection was there.
Yeah, I mean, why would I
need a plastic surgeon, right?
To change your appearance.
Like, the bones in your face.
And maybe scar up your fingers
so you don't have prints.
I mean, at least that's what I figured.
I know you're not really David Collins,
I looked him up right
after Anna said that.
So, maybe you don't want
people to know who you are.
A doctor who would do that sort
of thing is probably pretty rare.
I mean, there's probably
rules against it.
But that doctor, well,
so he'd do that kind of work.
That's an interesting theory.
I'm not going to tell anyone about it.
She doesn't have anything against you.
You killed Dad's boss, too, right?
I don't care. I'm not
going say anything.
Why not?
Because we're friends.
Right?
Yeah. Of course we are.
Okay.
I just wanted you to know.
Did Anna tell anyone else about this?
I don't know.
Her friend, Kristen, maybe?
Okay.
Thank you.
You know, David, I really...
I don't know what I would have
done if you hadn't been here.
And I don't... I don't
mean just for today,
I mean everything.
I am... I'm really grateful.
Really, Mrs. Peterson. It's no problem.
I'll go get the rest.
Thank you, David.
Excuse me, ma'am. Are you Anna Peterson?
No. No, she's working at the diner.
I'm her mother.
What's she... Did she do something?
No, it's fine, ma'am.
But your daughter,
she put in a call to Fort Kennilworth
a couple of days ago asking
about a man named David Collins.
Yes. Oh, that's right, she did.
You wouldn't happen to have seen
anyone resembling this man, would you?
This is... David.
Ma'am, when was the
last time you saw him.
Well, he just went inside.
No!
Stop the girl! Get back here.
Get him!
Oh, sh*t!
- No, no, no, no.
- David, what...
What is happening, David?
Who are those men?
Mrs. Peterson.
I'm afraid I haven't been
fully honest with you.
What do you mean?
It would take too long to explain.
I wanted to help.
I considered it my mission to
assist you all while I was here.
There were just too many complications.
What are you talking about?
David, why are those men
trying to kill you?
It doesn't matter.
Did you...
Did you even know my son?
I did.
Yes.
We were in the same program.
And he would understand
what I have to do here.
He's here in the...
I'm sorry.
I'm going in.
Give me 15 seconds of cover, then hold.
F***!
F***.
What the...
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
David.
I'm really sorry about this, sir.
I think he's dead.
Military police.
I'm gonna need your vehicle.
What?
- Are the keys in it?
- Yes, but...
Excuse me, are you Anna Peterson?
Yes.
My name is Major Carver.
Military police. I need you
to come with me, please.
Okay. What's going on?
It's about David, Miss Peterson.
He is not who you think he is.
And we need to go now.
Okay.
Is everything all right?
I think so. I'll call you later, okay?
Miss Peterson.
- Hey.
- Hey.
Is Anna working?
She just left.
Oh, yeah?
Where was she going?
I'm not sure exactly.
To pick up Luke?
I think that she's going...
Never mind.
What?
Okay. Copy. We're on our way.
What?
We're going to the rec
center to get your brother.
The police couldn't send a car there.
Okay. You need to tell
me what's going on.
Who are you?
What? You came here for David?
Yes.
The soldier you know as David
was one of the subjects
of a medical experiment.
While we had him under study,
he killed several people and escaped.
Then he burned their
bodies to confuse us.
We thought he'd died
in the fire initially.
By the time we figured out what
he'd done, the trail was cold.
Maybe you shouldn't have tested
your procedures on a psychopath.
By all accounts,
he was an ideal soldier.
I don't know.
I need to call my brother.
Mr. Peterson, is that a cell phone?
Didn't I say, "Phones off"?
Hand it over.
You can have it back after detention.
Luke, I need you to call
me when you get this.
Okay? It's important.
Where are those cop cars going?
Somebody attacked your
It was called in as an explosion.
Is anyone alive?
I don't know.
It's possible that he'd leave
some wounded to keep them busy.
Wait. Where are my parents?
You haven't said anything
about my parents.
They're both dead.
He killed them before we could stop him.
I'm sorry.
No.
David has neurological conditioning,
Miss Peterson,
designed to protect both
him and the experiment.
If he feels like his
identity may be compromised,
he's programmed to
clean up all loose ends.
now even if he wanted to.
It's why we need to get you and
Miss Peterson, we need to go.
Miss Peterson?
Yeah, let's go get my brother.
What the hell is this?
For the fall dance, they do
this Halloween maze thing.
Stay close to me.
God damn it! What in the hell?
Who's in here?
Military police!
I'm here for Luke Peterson.
How do I get through this maze?
Left, right, right, left, left,
right, left, then straight.
Got it?
Yeah.
- Luke!
- Excuse me.
But you're interrupting
detention right now.
Who are you exactly?
What's going on?
We need to go. Your sister...
Oh, sh*t.
Who else is in here?
No one. It's just us two.
Where are the lights controlled from?
There's a DJ booth in the back.
We need to get out of here.
Now. Where's the back exit?
It's this way. Follow me.
Come on.
Just this way.
Slow down.
Run! Go out the other way! Go!
Hello, sir.
You shouldn't have followed me.
I don't know what you expected.
Sh*t.
Anna, I don't know what's going on,
but David wouldn't hurt us.
Luke, I need you to trust me.
- Just come on.
- What?
Sh*t.
Come on.
I need you to hide in here. Okay?
What? No way.
Anna, look, David was probably
just after that army guy.
Let's just...
Let's go talk to him.
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