7.11 Cure by MR & AM (Part X)

as retold by RepairmanBob

TW: Clark growls “You planned this.”
MR: Lex looks slightly offended. “Excuse me?”
TW: “All of this crap – this is exactly what you wanted. You have been looking for an excuse to get Chloe inside one of you labs for months. Now that you have the chance, you are going to have you cut her to pieces so you can build better toy soldiers.”
KK: Wow, Clark is much smarter than Chloe. Did we replace him with Bizarro when I was filming Supernatural?
AM: “Clark…”
MR: “Chloe came to me, Clark. She asked for my help. If you have a problem with that, take it up with her.”
TW: Clark moves closer to Lex. “If anything happens to Chloe… If anything goes wrong… If your pet doctor so much as drops his scalpel… I will hold you responsible.”
AM: “Clark.”
MR: “I am here to personally oversee the operation, to make sure nothing goes wrong.”
TW: Clark gets face to face with Lex.
KK+ED+JG: And they kiss.
TW: “Do you remember that talk we had a few months ago, Lex?” Clark’s voice becomes even deeper.
AoT “I will always love you, Lex!”
TW: Clark spits at Lex through gritted teeth. “Do you remember will happen if she is hurt?”
AM: “Clark!”
TW: Clark turns to look at Chloe.
AM: Chloe looks pissed. “This is my choice! Either respect that, or get out of here!”
MR: Lex smirks.
TW: Clark backs away, glaring at Lex.
JG: Why do I think this will not end well?
MR: Because you are not Erica.
ED: Was that an insult?
AoT: Not if you did not understand it, dear.

AM: Cut to the operating room. Chloe is lying on the medical table. She attached to several of the machines by tubes and wires all over her body. She looks nervous. Clark and Lois are nest to Chloe. Lex is standing against the wall to the right of Chloe. Dr. Richard and 2-3 other men are making final adjustments to the equipment.
ED: Lois gives Chloe a nervous smile. “I will see you soon, cuz.”
AM: “Count on it.”
TW: Clark looks down at Chloe. They make eye contact and hold it for a few seconds. He nods, and she smiles. Clark and Lois walk to the wall opposite Lex. The both look anxious.
MR: Sex appears and looks down at Chloe. “Please, reconsider. I am begging you. Is this really necessary? Maybe Clark has resources at the Fortress that could help block your powers? Must you take this risk?”
AM: Chloe looks at Sex, then at Dr. Richards. “Are we ready to get started? I wasn't planning to start a new career as a human pin-cushion.”

MR: Lex looks down at Chloe with a blank expression.
AM: Kahloe appears next to Lex. She looks at Chloe. “I wish you had talked to her. She looks so… small. So helpless. She must hate it.”
MR: “She will do what is necessary to be true to herself. As must we all.”
AM: Sex turns to face Lex. “Please be careful, Lex. I know we need her genetic material, but the operation you and Dr. Richards designed… she does not understand how dangerous it truly is.”
MR: Lex turns to Chloe, and his face cracks – we see for the first time he is upset he is. “Chloe will be fine. I will keep her safe.”
AM: The operation begins. Chloe falls asleep.
JG: “Initiating stage one.”
AM: Green-ish red liquids flow out of the tubes in Chloe. It goes into a large machine, comes out red and is pumped back into her.
MR: Clark, Lex and Lois all look nervous.
AM: Chloe’s heart rate and respiration start to speed up. One of the doctors standing near her flies back into a wall.
TW: An unconscious 30-foot throw?
KK: Nice.
AM: A machine starts to spark and make strange noises. Chloe starts to glow, and the tubes carrying her blood disappear, so it looks like the blood is flowing through the air.
ED: “What the hell is going on?”
MR: Lex frowns. “Dr. Richards?”
JG: Dr. Richards continues to work, ignoring the chaos. “We expected some involuntary exhibitions of Ms. Sullivan’s powers at this stage.” A second machine begins to spark. “Everything is under control.”
MR: “It had better be.”

TW: Clark rushes to Chloe’s side. One of the doctors tried to stop him, but Clark throws him a – oh, come on.
MR: What?
TW: Is that really necessary?
MR: Yes.
TW: Can’t you put it some other way?
MR: Fine, let’s ask everyone. One of the doctors tried to stop him, but Clark throws him a ClarkSmash! Look.
ED: Oh, I totally get that.
KK: Yeah, it makes sense in that scene.
AoT: It is excellent shorthand for Clark’s physical and emotional state at that moment.
TW: But it is so…
JG: Crude? Thuggish?
TW: Exactly!
JG: So is Clark.
(Everyone but TW laughs)
TW: Fine, fine. Clark gets to Chloe’s side.
AM: Tight on Chloe. She is glowing brightly, and heat is visible rising from her body. One of the other doctors tries to touch her, and pulls back – his hand is badly burned.
TW: Clark looks at Chloe’s face. Her eyes are moving rapidly under closed lids. He grabs her right hand, and we hear a voice over. “I am right here Chloe. I will keep you safe. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
KK: Right up there with Lex saying “Security is on the way” as far an reassuring comments go.
AM: Chloe smiles, and the glowing fades away. The machines being acting normally, and the tubes carrying her blood reappear.

MR: Lex steps forward. “Dr. Richards, that should be enough. We should move on to stage two.”
JG: “I think we need to extract a little more meta-human material before we inject the nano-machines. We have to be sure her immune system will not simply destroy them.”
AM: Kahloe turns pale. She looks like she is about to start crying.
JG: Playing to your strengths, Allison?
AM: Always. “Lex. Please stop this. Stop it now, before it is too late. This will go badly, I know it.”

AM: Chloe starts to have a seizure. Her pulse and heart rate spike again.
ED: Lois moves towards the table. “Stop it! Stop the damn operation!”
JG: “We are too far along to –“
MR: Lex looks deadly serious. “Do it now, Doctor.”
JG: Dr. Richards moves to a machine and presses several buttons. The blood begins to get pulled from Chloe even faster, and another machine begins to inject a gray liquid into her left arm.
MR: “What the hell are you doing?”
JG: “The machines are not responding! She must have damaged the overrides!”

MR: Lex runs up and grabs Dr. Richards by the front of his lab coat. “Get the emergency back-ups on line! Now!” He pushes the doctor away, and goes from machine to machine, rapidly making adjustments.
AM: Kahloe is in hysterics. “Save her! Please Lex, you have save her!” Major tears here.
TW: Clark looks terrified. “What are you doing? What is happening? You said –“
MR: “Lex does not even look up. “I am trying to save your best friend’s life, so stop distracting me!” Lex moves to another machine, and continues making adjustments.

AM: Chloe’s heart monitor flat-lines, and she stops moving.
ED: Lois pushes Clark out of the way. “Move, damnit!” She starts performing CPR. “Don’t you” -breaths- “die on me” -breaths- “don’t you dare” -breaths- “die on me” -breaths- “I will kick" -breaths- "you ass” –breaths– “powers or not” -breaths-“if you try" -breaths- "to die”-breaths- “on me.”

MR: Lex is still frantically throwing switches and yelling at his minions. He is refusing to look at Chloe. “Damn it!"
AM: Kahloe appears next to him. She looks like hell – she is still crying, her eyes are red, and she is pissed. She curls her lip and snarls at Lex. “You bastard. This is all on your head.” She lowers her voice to a whisper. “You father would be so proud.” She fades away, staring death at Lex.
MR: Lex does not even respond. He continues to frantically work on the machines. He finally looks up, and we see his is panicked, desperate even. Lex returns to his work. “Work, damn you!”

TW: Close-up of Clark. He looks completely devastated – like he cannot understand or process what he is seeing. Like his entire world is ending. Tears are running down his face. He is still holding Chloe's limp right hand.
MR: Pan back to Lois performing CPR, and Lex screaming at the doctors. Over it all, we can hear the heart monitor. Cut to the credits, with the flat-lined monitor sound still blarring.
AM: And that is that. (AM looks a little sad.)
TW: Allison are you alright?
AM: Well, I just wrote my own death scene, the locks on my trailer are being changed next week, and I will probably be on an even worse show than this by the end of the month. So, no, I am not all right, Tom.
MR: (Smiles) I know what would make you feel better.
AM: Beating Bryan with a lead pipe?
JG: Ohh, I like that idea!
AoT: Can we all get some pipes?
MR: Karaoke!
JG: (Face drops) Oh, that could work, too.
AM: Will there be tequila?
MR: Of course.
AM: Then let’s roll.
(Cast stands up)
KK: On the bright side, John, if we get Allison drunk enough she will probably attack Bryan with a lead pipe.
JG: So we all win! Excellent!

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