file 2 - transcript of conversation
cammic_1 - inter_cell
victoria hanover; aubrey beech
AUBREY: (more lucid than I would have thought) Where's your boyfriend?
VICTORIA: He went out for more donuts.
AUBREY: (weak smile) You guys gonna kill me?
VICTORIA: Don't know. I don't make that call.
AUBREY: What about Elijah in there? He make that call?
VICTORIA: Nope, we're just the hired help.
AUBREY: This have to do with London? That guy I dropped, he had friends or something? Man, that was like 4 or 5 years ago. You guys take your own sweet time...
VICTORIA: I wouldn't know about that.
AUBREY: Don't know much about much, do ya?
VICTORIA: Guess not. What about that guy in London?
AUBREY: What about him? He changed the deal at the last minute. He was going to ice me and take the money. I did him first. Happens all the time.
VICTORIA: Happens all the time when it's drugs in the briefcase. Not so common when it's a stupid looking piece of glass. Why didn't you just shoot him, then? Why the theatrics?
AUBREY: See, you DO know about it.
VICTORIA: I've heard something about it. But I still don't believe it.
AUBREY: Yeah, guess you're right.
VICTORIA: I don't believe it because no one can throw that much light around, and control it, and swarm it around some guy's head.
AUBREY: Don't get out much do you. I could do that before I got the glass from that guy.
VICTORIA: The guy you killed?
AUBREY: Yeah, the guy who was gonna kill me.
VICTORIA: So what was the glass for? I thought you guys didn't use props.
AUBREY: Props? Good one. (pause; looks at Vic, appears to be deciding whether to go on) Don't know. Can't explain it. Just works. It's like a football player who doesn't play well if he's not wearing his lucky shirt. Absolutely no basis in reality, but that doesn't mean it's not true. (looks down, strains weakly at the cable ties) Do I NEED my hands to focus? Probably not. But can I do it without them? (stares hard at Vic, long stare) I guess not. With the glass I could do some very interesting stuff. Found out some things might be possible that I always heard weren't.
VICTORIA: Like what?
AUBREY: Like...why the hell would I tell you?
VICTORIA: I don't know. Because you think I might believe you. Because you don't have much to loose at this point. Because you know that sooner or later you're going to talk about it anyway.
AUBREY: Yeah. Well. Like maybe with the right focus you could open a door, a really big rift. Then close it up behind someone. Poof. They're gone. Can't think straight. What's in that stuff you're giving me?
VICTORIA: Don't know exactly; something to amp your brain up so you can't concentrate, and something to slow your motor functions down. Makes it hard to focus on thoughts.
AUBREY: Well. That'd do it. Good idea.
VICTORIA: So that's it. You expect me to believe that there is nothing to this but your mind...
AUBREY: ...Not mind. Will.
VICTORIA: OK, your WILL to make it happen and the IDEA that you need your hands to help you focu...
AUBREY: (cuts her off again) First off, no one gives a damn what YOU believe. (laughs for no reason) But if you don't BELIEVE, you can't do it. The big three. Gotta KNOW about it, gotta BELIEVE it, then you gotta DO it. That's what Marcus said anyway. Guess I believed him. (laughs again).
VICTORIA: Who's Marcus?
AUBREY: Guy that turned me on to all this. Don't bother asking, he's dead.
VICTORIA: You kill him too?
AUBREY: No, he got too ambitious. Flamed out. Tried to do too much.
VICTORIA: Pissed someone off?
AUBREY: Nah, just pissed off the BALANCE. (pause) It's all about balance, right? Even the hacks get that part straight. You against the magic. Bitch is you have no idea how much weight is on the other side of the scale. One day you try to do something, maybe just a stupid little trick and POOF, it takes you.
VICTORIA: Takes you where?
AUBREY: Just a figure of speech. No, you just croak.
AUBREY: Million dollar question, isn't it? You answer that one and all these guys...(looks up at her)
...all US guys running around offin' each other over knowledge and little shards of glass and Gryphons' teeth...well we just come talk to you instead. And you tell us how to cheat. The. Balance. And we all live happily ever after.
VICTORIA: So you do too much and you die?
AUBREY: That's what the man said. Then he did too much. Then he died. Just like any other drug.
VICTORIA: But you don't know how much is too much.
AUBREY: Quick study, aren't you.
VICTORIA: (leans in) Why blue?
AUBREY: Beats me.
VICTORIA: Why not purple? Or green?
AUBREY: No reason. Met a guy who could do green once. Big guy, old. I can't do it, though. Only blue.
VICTORIA: Like a shaman and his totem? The color picks you?
AUBREY: Don't know. Really. It's just the only thing I can see clearly enough to make it happen.
VICTORIA: Who was the guy who could do green.
AUBREY: Some homeless guy. Marcus knew him. In Toledo. We took a trip up there once so Marcus could talk to him about something. We found him, but he was incoherent. While Marcus was trying to get some sense out of him he starts drawing little pictures in green light right in the middle of this alley downtown. Priceless. Marcus finally just gave him 20 bucks and we left.
VICTORIA: How long ago was that.
AUBREY: I don't know; six, seven years ago.
VICTORIA: (thinks for a moment then scoots in closer still) Why you, Aubrey?
AUBREY: Wrong place, wrong time, I guess. Met a guy in a bar one night. Marcus. Showed me the ropes.
VICTORIA: Why you and not me? Why can't everyone do this?
AUBREY: Like I said you got to know about it. Got to be able to visualize all that BLUE LIGHT just on the other side of...right there. But almost no one knows about that. Can't give it a shape in their head. (nods to the door) Out there it's just tarot cards and tea leaves and all that crap. Nothing to that stuff.
VICTORIA: Well I know about it, and I believe because I've seen it.
AUBREY: But you can't do it?
VICTORIA: (hesitation) No.
AUBREY: Guess you're just weak.(grins)
(Here, Vic leans in really fast and slaps him hard across the face. Almost knocks him over. He seems to shake it off pretty fast, though.)
AUBREY: I know guys who have been in this for 40, 50 years. Heavy guys. Know a lot about a lot. And all they can do is call up little sparks that flash and die. (pause) It all comes down to will. How much can you MAKE happen with nothing but your DESIRE to make it happen. (pause) But I guess you can trick yourself. That's what the "props" are. The robes or the cards. The initiations, whatever - just different kinds of crutches. Things to help you get your mind around it. None of them DO jack, but you got to make yourself forget that part. Make yourself BELIEVE that the prop matters. (looks straight at her) It's a weird game, isn't it?
VICTORIA: Yeah. But you don't really believe that do you? About the props?
AUBREY: Oh yes. I do. Completely. That's why I've been trying so hard to make myself believe in some other focus.
VICTORIA: Oh yeah, like what?
AUBREY: (looks around the room) I don't know. Anything really. That light. (he looks over at one of the shop lights, then turns his gaze back directly to Vic) You.
[This part blows out fast because of what happens, but I was able to get enough back to actually see a tiny pixel of blue light start to grow in the space between them. Vic obviously saw it and realized that something was up, because she reacts immediately; pushing back from her chair and drawing her SIG at the same time. Barely a third of a second before she got the first shot off, but even then the light or whatever it was had blown out all video and audio in the facility. So, no video of what happened, and she couldn't see anything but blue at that point. But as you know James was in there less than 2 seconds later and Aubrey, along with the light, was gone. The only physical evidence was one shell casing on the floor and a bullet hole in the back of the chair. Since there was no blood or any other tissue on the chair, I agree that he was gone just before she got the shot off.
I'm gonna grab a couple hours sleep now. Call if you need something.]