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GPF Archive: Friday, January 31, 2003 {{Flashback sequence. Justin, Fooker's brother, narrates this scene.}} / [[Young Fooker is razzing young Justin, while a man in uniform stands behind them both.]] / Justin: Growing up was tough for us. Dad was an army colonel, and he ran a tight ship. I thrived on discipline, but Jason didn't. / [[Young...
GPF Archive: Saturday, February 1, 2003 Nick: Your dad founded the UGA?!? / Justin: Not founded, but he was involved pretty much near the beginning. / [[Justin is narrating]] / [[Amadeus and a man in the shadows, presumably Fooker and Justin's father]] / Justin: The Pentagon wanted a covert ops group so secret not even its members knew everything....
GPF Archive: Sunday, February 2, 2003 [[Two shadowy UGA men haul a passed-out Fooker into the van]] / Man outside van: You sure we got the right guy? This one's a lot scruffier looking... / Man inside van: Hey, he saved us some knock-out gas when he passed out on his own. / [[Amadeus looks at an assembly of recruits, while Fooker, a butt...
GPF Archive: Monday, February 3, 2003 [[Mr. Barker arrives as Amadeus reviews some papers]] / Justin narrating: Only after the test results were compiled did Dad catch the mistake. By then, however, the damage had been done. / [[Mr. Barker storms off, while Amadeus looks cross]] / Justin narrating: Amadeus was so taken with Jason's innate...
GPF Archive: Tuesday, February 4, 2003 Sharon: Why should you hold this against your brother? It's not his fault the UGA kidnapped him instead of you, Justin? / Justin: Maybe so, but I worked my tail off to get that job, and he waltzed in stone drunk and swiped it from me. He always beat me, without even trying. / Justin: Add on the fact...
 
GPF Archive: Wednesday, February 5, 2003 Nick: Have you heard from your dad since this happened? / Justin: Not for a few years, and then only when he paid my last semester's tuition. / Justin: Last I heard, he was overseas, probably in the Persian Gulf. I'd bet he's hoping to be the first one to personally put a bullet in Saddam Hussein's head. / [[Justin...
GPF Archive: Thursday, February 6, 2003 Sharon: I may not have known your brother as long as you have, but the way you describe him sounds nothing like the man I know. / [[Nick and Ki chime in; Sharon rolls her eyes]] / Nick: Actually, the passing the tests while drunk does. / Ki: And the shoving the pencils up his nose. / Sharon: Sigh. Point...
GPF Archive: Friday, February 7, 2003 Nick: Well, it was nice finally getting to meet you, Justin. / Justin: Yeah. You guys didn't turn out as nuts as I thought you'd be. / Ki: Well, you can always drop by and talk if you want. / Justin: Thanks. I'm new in town, so I could use a friendly face or three. / Sharon: Have you given any...
GPF Archive: Saturday, February 8, 2003 [[Justin is sending a message to Fooker]] / Justin typing: Hey, bro. I'm sending this over Dad's old direct terminal, so I hope it still reaches you. Don't worry, I followed protocols. / Justin typing: I ran into some of your old friends today. They seem nice, at least saner than you. They made me...
GPF Archive: Sunday, February 9, 2003 {{Torg and Gwynn are from Sluggy Freelance}} / {{Title: General Protection Freelance}} / [[A taxi sits outside a two story house. The doorbell rings]]<> / [[A young blonde man opens the front door]] Torg: Well, hi! What's that? You're looking for Gwynn? Why,yes, she's here. Just a minute... / [[A...
 
GPF Archive: Monday, February 10, 2003 [[Torg is crouched beside a door with his ear pressed against it. A young dark haired lady, Zoe, stands behind him with her arms akimbo.]] / Zoe: Torg, What in the world are you doing? / Torg: Listening in on Gwynn and her cousin Trudy. / [[Zoe looks perplexed. She holds a finger to her chin in thought.]] / Zoe:...
GPF Archive: Tuesday, February 11, 2003 Gwynn: What are you doing here? Is there something you want? / Trudy: I need to lay low for a while. Somewhere to hide... / Gwynn: Then that was you I saw on the news, involved in that stuff going on in New York last summer! / Trudy: I think I heard a brain cell fire... / Gwynn: That means if...
GPF Archive: Wednesday, February 12, 2003 Gwynn: I can't hide you here, I'm sorry. There's too many people here to ask too many questions. Can't you call on someone else? / Trudy: Hrmph. Half our family would turn me in for the FBI's reward. I can't trust them. YOU, on the other hand, are too much of a "Goody Goody" to be THAT mercenary. / Gwynn:...
GPF Archive: Thursday, February 13, 2003 Trudy: Hmm... Maybe staying here is a bad idea anyway, but I can still use cash... and information. / Gywnn: Sigh... / Gywnn: Well, here's some of the money I set aside to replace my glasses. / Trudy: That'll do. / Gywnn: What information did you want? / Trudy: Where did THEY move to? You know who I'm...
GPF Archive: Friday, February 14, 2003 [[Trudy enters the home of Gwen, Torg, and Zoe]] / Trudy: And don't forget, I was never here and you never saw me. / Gwen: No problem. I can't afford my glasses now... / [[Trudy stands by Torg and Zoe sitting on the couch]] / Trudy: You might want to convince your friends of the same thing. / Torg: [[Trying...
 
GPF Archive: Saturday, February 15, 2003 [[Trudy is sat in the back seat of a taxi]] / Trudy (thinks): It was risky coming here, but Gwynn was my best chance of finding a lead. If I could find THEM, then maybe, just maybe... / Trudy (thinks): The UGA, FBI, CIA and every other acronym are after me, and worst of all is C.R.U.D.E. I have nowhere...
GPF Archive: Sunday, February 16, 2003 [[Trudy gets into a taxi outside McCarran International Airport, Las Vegas, NV.]] / Trudy narrates: I am Trudy Trueheart. My life as I know it has been destroyed. Now I am a fugitive, accused of a crime I did not commit. / [[Trudy, wearing dark sunglasses, glares in thought in the back of the taxi]] / Trudy...
GPF Archive: Sunday, February 16, 2003 [[Trudy gets into a taxi outside McCarran International Airport, Las Vegas, NV.]] / Trudy narrates: I am Trudy Trueheart. My life as I know it has been destroyed. Now I am a fugitive, accused of a crime I did not commit. / [[Trudy, wearing dark sunglasses, glares in thought in the back of the taxi]] / Trudy...
GPF Archive: Monday, February 17, 2003 Trudy's mother: So the prodigal daughter has come home, and just in time to ruin my business trip. / Trudy: Hello to you too, Mom. / Trudy's mother: I was just going to take the private jet to Reno to close a multi-billion dollar deal. Guess I have to stay here and entertain my failure offspring. / Trudy:...
GPF Archive: Tuesday, February 18, 2003 Trudy: Hello, Reeves. / Reeves: Ah, Miss Trudy. I trust I should break out your old whips and chains from storage? / Trudy: Not yet. What's this about ANOTHER guest room? / Mrs. Glowerhausen: You're not the only freeloader mooching off me today. / Trudy: What's that smell? I haven't smelled that in...
GPF Archive: Wednesday, February 19, 2003 Trudy: Wh-what's Daddy doing here? / Mrs. Glowerhausen: After all these years, he finally won the divorce lawsuit. / Mrs. Glowerhausen: Now I have to pay him alimony, and he has to stay here until they finish building his mansion in Beverly Hills. / Trudy: Is he still smoking those joints? / Mrs. Glowerhausen:...
 
GPF Archive: Thursday, February 20, 2003 Mr. Glowerhausen: Oh, how wonderful! You have blossomed nicely into womanhood, my Moonbeam! / Trudy: Dad, stop calling me that. / Mr. Glowerhausen: Your chi tells me you are fertile! If you mate now, you will bear us many wonderful grandchildren! / Trudy: DAD! / Mr. Glowerhausen: But I sense you have...
GPF Archive: Friday, February 21, 2003 Mrs. Glowerhausen: I see you escaped from your father... / Trudy: It wasn't easy. Reeves was too eager to help. / Mrs. Glowerhausen: Yes, Reeves always did take a liking to you. / Trudy: Like when I found that video camera in my shower when I was sixteen...? / Mrs. Glowerhausen: Actually, I put that...
GPF Archive: Saturday, February 22, 2003 Trudy: So you know about New York? / Mrs. Glowerhausen: Enough to know why the FBI came looking for you three weeks ago. / Trudy: Look, I'm not looking for you to bail me out. I just need to lay low for awhile. If they've already looked here, odds are they won't be back. / Mrs. Glowerhausen: So be...
GPF Archive: Sunday, February 23, 2003 [[The younger Glowerhausens meet at an anti-war rally]] / Trudy {{describing}}: For all intents and purposes, I was a mistake. My mother, in her youthful ignorance, married my father after meeting him at an anti-war rally. I came soon after. / [[Mrs. Glowerhausen angrily observes Mr. Glowerhausen lounging...
GPF Archive: Monday, February 24, 2003 Trudy: This place sure is bigger than our old one... / Mrs. Glowerhausen: I moved mainly so your father couldn't find me. Obviously, that didn't work. / Trudy: Should I even guess who gets it in your will? / Mrs. Glowerhausen: Not YOU or HIM. I'm selling it all and having a solid gold casket made. / Trudy:...
 
GPF Archive: Tuesday, February 25, 2003 Trudy: I have a SISTER?! / Mrs. Glowerhausen: Sigh. Yes, you have a little sister. I gave her up for adoption right after she was born. / Mrs. Glowerhausen: She has no idea who her birth parents are, and I want to keep it that way. So don't try to find her. For all purposes, she doesn't exist. / Trudy:...
GPF Archive: Wednesday, February 26, 2003 [[Trudy considers her life as she walks through her mother's mansion.]] / Trudy (thinking): So now I have a sister I never knew. Another wonderful piece to our dysfunctional family puzzle. / Trudy (thinking): Mom told me not to look for her, but I wonder...she COULD be a new ally. At the same time,...
GPF Archive: Thursday, February 27, 2003 [[Trudy storms into her mother's office.]] / Trudy: You cold-hearted, traitorous witch! So I'm no longer convenient, am I? Time to take out the trash! / Trudy's Mom: What in the world are you talking about? / [[Trudy points angrily to the exit.]] / Trudy: The thirty or so FBI agents outside ready to...
GPF Archive: Friday, February 28, 2003 [[Trudy's father is standing near both women, Trudy is enraged.]] / Trudy: --YOU-- TIPPED OFF THE FBI THAT I WAS HERE?! / Trudy's Dad: Yes, Moonbeam. It is time you paid for your crimes. / [[Trudy's mother crosses her arms and narrows her eyes at Trudy's father.]] / Trudy's Mom: Since when have you been...
GPF Archive: Saturday, March 1, 2003 [[Trudy and her mother are running through the house.]] / Trudy: I can't believe Dad is an FBI agent... or that he has such a glass jaw... / Trudy's Mom: I've always WANTED to deck him... / [[Trudy and her mother come up to a bookcase. Trudy's mother reaches for a book.]] / Trudy's Mom: This bookcase...
 

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