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#K1803 - "The Guardian" - <strong>Production</strong> <strong>Draft</strong> 8/9/96 12.9 CONTINUED (2)9QUINN(staring outwindow)-- Pull over!ARTUROI beg your pardon?QUINNStop the car and pull over!!A befuddled Arturo does so, and Quinn is out the door beforethe car has <strong>co</strong>me to a stop.The others watch in silent puzzlement as Quinn slowly movestoward the entrance to the grounds of Whispering Glades,his eyes never wavering from the modest funeral servicetaking place just inside its gates.A small, respectful group of people are gathered before atombstone. At the center of the ceremony are a black cladWIDOW, her back to us, wearing a veil, and her eleven-yearoldSON who also has his back turned.ON QUINNwatching from a respectful distance, his face an unreadablemask. If you look closely, you'll see his heart isthumping at twice its normal speed.The other Sliders sense that something profound ishappening here. They approach Quinn from behind; hedoesn't even hear their soft footsteps.WADEQuinn... what is it?He doesn't answer, can't find any words.REMBRANDTDo you know these people?His answer is barely audible.QUINNYes... I know them.The veiled widow seems to momentarily sense his presence.She glances back over her shoulder, just for an instant...and sets eyes on him... before turning back to face thetombstone.(CONTINUED)Prepared by Earth Prime