106.14 SYNOPSIS: They reach a large barn upstate that’s surrounded by drones and a guardhouse. They are escorted off the premises, but not before she’s able to snap a few photos.—>
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JARED: We’ve been at this for hours. How many more of these places do we have to check out?
MICHAELA: As many as it takes. How old is this playlist? Is this the same one from the Academy?
JARED: You don’t mess with perfection.
MICHAELA: Oh, perfection? Uh, J, this playlist was ancient five years ago. I would’ve had to go back in time for it not to be cheesy.
JARED: You know the rules. My car, my music.
They see a barn in the distance.
MICHAELA: That’s certainly big enough to hide a bus.
JARED: Or a bunch of animals that can go in a barn.
MICHAELA: Pull over up there.
A drone flies overhead, as they open the doors and step out of the car. Two black vehicles are visible. One is driving across the field. Another is near a guard house.
MICHAELA: They have a guard house and security cams. I highly doubt they’re inviting us in for a tour.
JARED: We got guns and badges. How are they gonna say no?
MICHAELA: We’re 50 miles outside of our jurisdiction. Besides, I don’t want to tip them off.
The vehicle by the guard house accelerates toward them.
MICHAELA: Damn it.
Michaela grabs a sharp object from the trunk.
MICHAELA: Just go with me.
She pokes a hole in one of the front tires.
The black vehicle drives up, and an armed guard gets out.
ARMED GUARD: Folks lost? This area’s off-limits.
MICHAELA: I know. I, uh I told him, but he wanted to go for a drive.
ARMED GUARD: This is a restricted area, sir. Didn’t you see the sign?
JARED: I must’ve just missed it.
MICHAELA: Hey, do you have a jack in there? The only one that we’ve got is one of those, uh, collapsible—
She starts walking to the back of the car.
ARMED GUARD: Miss, please keep your hands where I can see them.
JARED: Babe. Babe, I’d do what the man says.
She removes the spare tire from the trunk and carries it to the front, handing it to Jared.
MICHAELA: Sorry, what? You want to help me with the spare, babe?
MICHAELA: Thanks. Sorry.
MICHAELA: Yeah, he wasn’t the only one.
She sees something.
MICHAELA: Hey, slow down a sec.
Pointing her camera, she watches a woman and a man approaching a red door to the barn.
A man comes out of the red door.
Michaela starts taking pictures.
MICHAELA: I’ll explain later. Just drive.