Christian-Sinne, LLC

Private Investigators

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Alternate Beginnings

These outtakes were clipped after Marce's character, Callista underwent a drastic redesign from hydroshot champion/pop star/agency receptionist to super-scientist/agency partner.

The Stake-Out, Take 1

[Sinne]: "What do you mean, you don't have the footage."

[Callista]: "yeah, sorry, I had a gig to go to."

[Sinne]: "A gig? A GIG?"

[Callista]: "Yeah, I just couldn't pass up a..."

[Bob (via remote)]: "Wwaait a mminute. Wweee assssked youu iff youu weeere puh-laying lasst niiight and youu sssaid nnnooo."

[Callista]: "It wasn't MY gig, silly, it was this hot new band called 'Dreamshots' -- they have this new tech-synth sound that is just SO..."

[Sinne (through gritted teeth)]: "You... blew... our... case... to... go... to... a... CONCERT?!?!?!?!?!"

[Callista (brightly)]: "Yeah, but you should see the footage I got! And the recording is studio quality!"

[Sinne]: "Oh great, just great! No case, no money, no office, no agency and its back to netting fish and carving trinkets for me!"

[Bob (via remote)]: "Perhappsss wee couuld ssell thee reccording aas a boootleg?"

[Callista (indignant): "What do you think I am, some sort of pirate? No way!"

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The Stake-Out, Take 2

[Sinne]: "OK, so we can't conduct the surveillence from 10:00 pm to 2:00 am because...?"

[Callista]: "That's when Doctor Dynamo the WAV Master is hosting his live music show on Radio Haven!"

[Sinne]: "AAAAAARGH! Don't you get it yet? I DON'T WANT TO SLEEP ON THE VOMIT-STAINED FLOOR OF YOUR BROTHER'S BAR ANYMORE! I DON'T WANT TO RUN MY OFFICE OUT OF THAT CRAPPY BACK BOOTH WITH THE BUSTED SPRINGS!!!! I want to SUCCEED at some of our cases so that people will GIVE US MONEY so that I can RENT MY OWN OFFICE and have MY OWN THINGS and live in MY OWN PLACE! I am tired of running the only detective agency in Haven that also sells hand carved wooden figurines!"

[Bob (from pool): "II wouuld suure liike ttoo gett my reemote ouut oof thee shhop. II mmmisss itt tterribbly."

[Sinne]: And that's another thing! I am tired of surviving on the half chewed fish carcasses that Bob brings in! Its disgusting! Uh, no offense Bob."

[Bob]: "Nnone ttakken."

[Callista]: "Chill! You really should listen to some relaxing music. Let me play you my latest composition. I call it 'Stars on the Waves'"

[Bob]: "Hhey... iisn't thaat a neew ssynthessizer?"

[Callista]: "Yeah, its a new Yamashiba with a 28 gig sound processor and wraparound..."

[Sinne]: "Wait just a damp and moldy minute here! Where did you get the money for a new synthesizer?"

[Callista]: "Um... its got a 37 octave capability and both super and sub sonic..."

[Sinne]: "I DON'T CARE WHAT IT DOES! I WANT TO KNOW WHERE YOU GOT IT!"

[Callista (indignantly)]: "Well I don't see that it's any of your business and... oops."

[Bob (from pool)]: "Ooopsss?"

[Callista (sheepishly)]: "Well, I guess in a way it is your business because... uh..."

[Sinne]: "Wait a minute. Let me guess. All those cases you have been screwing up... you didn't really screw them up did you?"

[Callista]: "Well... first the Sirens needed a new mixer, and I thought to myself..."

[Sinne]: "You've been STEALING OUR CASES TO FINANCE YOUR EFFING BAND???"

[Callista]: "Not stealing - just borrowing until our next chart buster!"

[Sinne]: "Your... next... chart... buster."

[Callista]: "Yes."

[Sinne]: "You'll pay us back from your next... chart... buster."

[Callista]: "Yes."

[Sinne]: "How much?"

[Callista]: "Well, the average chart buster makes a gross profit of around..."

[Sinne]: "HOW MUCH DO YOU OWE US? HOW MUCH HAVE YOU STOLEN???"

[Callista]: "Not stolen, borrowed. Just until..."

[Sinne (screaming)]: "HOW MUCH MONEY DO YOU OWE US????"

[Callista]: "Well, the Kowinski case brought in a lot more than expected, and I was able to WAY overcharge on the per diem for that Chang guy, given that you guys weren't working on the case because you didn't know about it, so I figure, roughly you understand, somewhere in the neighborhood of 240,000."

[Sinne]: "Two... HUNDRED... and... and... f-f-forty..."

[Callista]: "...thousand. Yes, about that. Now that's before deducting my salary, which you are 4 months behind in paying, though I haven't wanted to point that out to you seeing as how you are in such bad financial straits. And there's the tab you have been running up at my brother's bar - those fishburgers and kelp fries don't come cheap. And..."

[Sinne]: "STOP! Not another word out of you. Bob?"

[Bob]: "Yesss?"

[Sinne]: "You know what to do?"

[Bob]: "Yess. II sstarrt shhedding in twoo weeeks. Everee ouncce of deead skkin gettss huckked ontoo thee daance flooor."

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The Stake-Out, Take 3

SCENE: Haven General Hospital, Cetacean Trauma Ward. Bob, covered in fleshtape, bandages, and monitors, floats belly up in a large tank.

SINNE: "Bob? Bob? What happened? Doctor, what happened to Bob?"

DOCTOR: "Multiple gunshot, saser, and bite wounds. It looks pretty bad."

CHRISTIAN: "From what I've been able to piece together he was ambushed by three orcas out in the harbor. They roughed him up pretty good."

SILVERBACK: "Out in the harbor? What was he doing out in the harbor?"

SINNE: "Callista, you were working with Bob on a surveillence stake out downtown. What happened."

DOYLE (popping gum): "I dunno."

SINNE: "What do you mean you don't know. Did he say anything through his remote? Where is his remote?"

DOYLE: "I dunno."

CHRISTIAN: "Bob was supposed to be with his pod, 20 klicks off the coast. He knew that the Gorchoffs had hired some orca fin breakers to work him over. Why would he come into the harbor?"

SINNE: "Did he say anything to you about it?"

DOYLE (defensively): "No."

SILVERBACK: "He didn't say anything? You were with him all afternoon."

DOYLE: "Um..."

SINNE: "Wait a minute... you WERE with him all afternoon weren't you?"

DOYLE: "Well yeah! Most of it anyway."

SINNE: "MOST of it? MOST OF IT?"

DOYLE: "Well yeah, but it was BORING. Just sitting around watching this guy's apartment. Then I noticed that there was a bar down the street that had live music, so I thought I would take a look."

SINNE: "So you left Bob on his own? For how long?"

DOYLE: "Not long. Just a couple of hours. The band there was really good."

SINNE: "A COUPLE OF HOURS! YOU KNEW THAT THE GORCHOFFS WERE AFTER BOB! YOU KNEW THAT THEY WERE MONITORING HIS COMMCOR ACCOUNT! YOU KNEW THAT SILVERBACK HAD ONLY CLEARED THE ONE CHANNEL TO HIS REMOTE! AND YOU LEFT HIM ALONE FOR A COUPLE OF HOURS?"

DOYLE: "All right, all right, I get the idea. I'll make up the time on my next pay period. Sheesh!"

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