The Mind's Eye Page #3

This will be the first

places he will look.

He's right.

We should leave.

We should never have come here.

There is fluid

pumping through my veins right now

worth millions, maybe billions,

and he is the only one

who knows about it.

Every week they would take a syringe

the size of a nail

and stick it in my back,

until they pulled as much

out of me as they could.

[sighs]

I know somebody

still with the county police,

somebody I can trust.

Maybe I'll give him a call,

to see if we have

something to worry about yet.

Alright.

Every county in the state is

looking for that car,

and two people who

match your description.

I'll move the car out back.

Tomorrow, we'll make some calls,

we'll find you a new set of wheels,

maybe a place to stay for a while.

Give me the keys.

You two look like

you need a shower and some sleep.

I'll dig around

and find a change of clothes.

Your room still has a bed in it.

Dad.

Seriously, thank you so much.

I'm happy to see you again, kid.

[Slovak] It's been six weeks since

you started the extraction process.

We'd like to track

your progress to test

if the extractions have caused

a loss in ability.

How do you feel?

She still had so much power.

I trust her so much.

She could have

killed me so many times.

Why now?

[knocking on door]

Just spoke to a friend of mine

down in the 20th precinct,

couple hundred miles from here.

He said Connors' dad called in.

Was asking if we'd heard anything

about a bluish Cadillac.

I knew it. I knew it.

[cell phone ringing]

Yes.

Rayne just got a call.

They're over at Connors' Dad's house.

Do what you need to do

with the father,

I want those two back here by dawn.

Give the kid a gun and do what I ask.

There a problem, Charlie?

No problems.

[Nurse Potter] Doctor?

Are you ready for your injections?

Yes.

- Was the dose doubled.

-Yes, Doctor.

Bring it in.

I'm going to let you in

on a little secret.

My Dad gave me

a whole bunch of clothes,

so looks like we have some options.

Something here ought to fit you.

My mom was pretty small.

You never told me

you left right after she died.

-It's complicated.

-Stop f***ing saying that.

That's what you always say.

I wanna know.

My psychokinesis...

developed during my puberty,

and it got stronger and stronger.

I was terrified to tell

anybody what I could do.

But, by the time I was 17

I couldn't contain it anymore.

My mom was the person...

I trusted most in the world.

And I know it was an accident.

I tried to show her what I could do.

But I pushed too hard.

And I got into her head.

I blew something in her brain.

She was dead before

she hit the ground.

It was my fault.

I didn't want to...

risk hurting somebody else

I cared about.

So I left.

It was an accident.

[sniffing] It was still my fault.

This...

This is why they're so important.

The key to one of the biggest

scientific breakthroughs

we've ever seen.

I was born normal.

Once I learned

there were others out there,

ones like Zack and Rachel,

I knew there must be a way

to transfer that.

And I was right.

Now I'm even beyond them,

and there's no end in sight.

What are you waiting for?

How powerful is he?

I don't know,

but the things I've seen him do...

He's dangerous.

[Zack]

Do you really think he'll come here?

[Rachel] I do.

[Zack] Do you ever think

he'll stop looking for us?

Not until one of us is dead.

Well, that's not going to happen.

You hear me?

[upbeat music playing]

Enough.

Enough.

[panting]

[screaming]

[knocking on door]

- What are you doing?

-Oh sh*t.

They're here! They're f***ing here!

Dad, there are some guys

from the institute.

Shh. Let me handle it.

Stay in there and stay quiet.

- They're dangerous.

-Let me handle it.

[Mike shouting] Just a second!

Hold on!

Can I help you?

It's 1:
00 in

the goddamned morning.

I apologize for the inconvenience,

I know it's late, or early.

I'm Kurt Davidson,

and this here is

my associate Travis Levine.

We are here from

a rehabilitation center

that the state has put your son into.

Earlier today,

he and a 26-year-old female,

by the name of Rachel Meadows,

escaped our custody

and unfortunately injured

several of our staff members

in the process.

So we were hoping they may be here.

Shouldn't the cops be

handling something like this.

Is your son here?

I ain't seen him in 10 years.

I hope you find him.

Now. I couldn't help but notice,

a blue Cadillac out in the yard there.

That happen to be yours?

Yes, and now if you'll excuse me

I'm gonna go back to sleep.

The thing is, that blue Cadillac

is a perfect match

with the description of the vehicle

your piece of sh*t son

stole when he escaped our center.

Like I said,

I ain't seen my son in ten years--

[screaming]

We aren't leaving until we

get who we came for,

so it may be in your best interest

to make this as easy as possible.

Get him on the couch.

[yelling]

Lay in the tub out of view.

[grunting]

Check the rest of the house,

will you, Travis?

[panting]

Listen to me, Mr. Connors,

your son is a very violent,

sick person.

All of this, what you're doing here

trying to protect him,

he doesn't deserve that.

I was a police officer

for over 30 years.

You're making a big f***ing mistake.

Really?

Yeah.

[grunting]

Please keep the threats coming,

old man.

Give me a reason.

Connors...

You okay, Dad?

I'll live. There's another one

in the house somewhere.

You're a f***ing dead man, Connors.

You might not want to see this.

[grunting]

[screaming]

You f***ing...

Grab that motherf***er!

I want him to see this!

[grunting] On your knees, you f***.

Any last words, old man?

[Mike] [raspy] What's the matter?

Kurt, f***ing shoot him.

[screaming]

No!

Give me that.

Go find me other one.

We need to get the

f*** out of here.

Come here. Come here.

You see what happened

to your Pops there,

I may or may not do that to you.

I have yet to decide.

Travis is going to find your

girlfriend up there

and you are f***ed.

You hear me?

How do you feel about that, Connors?

Any second now.

[grunting]

[gun clicking]

Levine.

[Zack] Get the hell outta here.

[screams]

[screams]

[Rachel screaming]

F***!

F***ing b*tch.

Now, I'll shoot you.

Don't f*** with me.

Turn around.

[screaming]

[shattering]

[screams]

This is your f***ing fault!

You made me do this.

-[Rachel grunting]

-Connors...

[Kurt] I'm coming for you.

Show is over.

We are not done yet.

You don't look like

you're doing too well.

Nice try, though.

You're not going to shoot me.

I'm gonna put you down

for good, b*tch.

F***!

[Kurt] Motherf***er!

You're f***ing dead, Meadows.

You hear me?

[Kurt continues to scream]

[screaming]

[grunts]

Oh f***.

Jesus. You scared the hell out of me.

I saw the nurse shooting you

up in there.

I don't know what the hell

you're doing,

but you're not looking too good.

I feel great.

It's none of your business what I do.

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