The Talmud tells us: “Whoever destroys a soul, it is considered as if he destroyed an entire world. And whoever saves a life, it is considered as if he saved an entire world.” But what is to be done when the entire world really is in danger? Is it enough to save one life only to damn it when the ultimate tragedy cannot be averted? Too many lives hang in the balance, but perhaps, the greater tragedy would be that people stop saving the one when they try to save the many.
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Angela and Maury
Maury Parkman’s Apartment
1989
Maury’s first thought when Angela Petrelli came to see him was that he was in trouble. The organization that he and the Petrellis, among others, had founded in secret twelve years ago was beginning to crack. Lines were being drawn. Linderman was growing powerful in his business interests. Carlos was absentee half the time. Angela and Arthur seemed to be the impetus of a possible schism of the group. Kaito and Bob seemed to be following her lead with absolute loyalty to the company. Arthur’s head was filling with radical plans that made the others fearful. Idealistic Charles showed signs of disentangling himself from the group.
“Maury, I need some assistance.”
Maury remained frozen, eyes wide, his mouth open like a fish.
“Maury, relax. You’re not in trouble. This is just a personal favor.”
Partially at ease, he replied, “Alright, Angela, what can I do for you?”
“I had an unusual dream.”
“One of your precog dreams?”
“Of course one of my precog dreams. Why would I fly to Philly to discuss a normal dream with you,” she snapped.
Maury visible retreated.
“Maury, my apologies. I dreamt about a small child. I need to see the face again.”
Maury, relieved at the task, began searching Angela’s mind. “What’s so important about this child?”
“It’s my grandchild. Very special.”
“Here,” he made the figure of a child appear before Angela’s eyes, “this one?”
“That’s the one. Could you implant that in my permanent memory?”
“Easily.” After a moment of squinting, he relaxed, “Anything else I can do for you?”
“When’s the last time you saw Carlos?”
Maury smiled. “Too long.”
“Well, let’s take a trip.”
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Angela
Primatech Research Facility
2011
Meredith and a Hispanic man by the name of Victor Abano entered Angela’s office at Primatech Research.
Angela looked and smiled falsely, “Ah, Meredith, Vic, so good to see you. How was your trip?”
“Long,” answered Abano.
“Well, I have one favor to ask. Two hazmat workers were attacked during the investigation into the Costa Verde explosion. It seems it was a special. We need you to investigate.”
Meredith’s mouth dropped open. After a moment to collect her thoughts, she asked, “Are you asking us to go into ground zero of a nuclear fallout zone?”
“We just need you to apprehend a target and bring him back. If you’re worried about radiation poisoning, we’ll have two units of natural regenerator blood waiting for you when you get back.”
Abano commented, “There aren’t a lot of roads into Costa Verde anymore. We’re gonna need a truck.”
Angela dismissed her agents. After the door closed, she walked to the bookshelf, where she pulled out a large piece of canvas. As if she were speaking to it, she said, “It’s time.”Chapter 2: The Face in My Mind
Director's Commentary: So, I got the go-ahead for a three-part webisode series based on the Synthetic Future. I hope you enjoy.
Written and Directed by Christopher VanDrey
Christine Rose ... Angela Petrelli
Jessalyn Gilsig ... Meredith Gordon
Alan Blumenfiedl ... Maury Parkman
Kirk Acevedo ... Victor Abano
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