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Surviver

The Reunion Show



 Surviver: The Reunion Show.              (C) dino, 2001

Early afternoon sunlight sparkles on the water of the lagoon. The sea
is calm, and the waves gently lap at the shore. The scene shifts, as
the camera turns, to pan across a white sand beach. A trail can be seen
leading from the edge of the sand, up, through the dense jungle. The
camera moves towards this trail.

Leaves and branches brush past the lens as the camera's view follows
the narrow trail. The trail opens onto a clearing, with a cozy looking
little house perched on a small rise of land. The view shifts down low,
and the camera follows the ground towards the house.

The wall of the house is bamboo laced together with rope. The scene
shifts to an open window, as the camera is raised. The curtains are
drawn against the bright afternoon sunlight, but, through a gap at the
bottom, the lens gets a look inside the house.

The image flares as the camera adjusts to the change in light level.
We see the back of an overstuffed and well worn sofa chair. A low table
sits before it, and, on the top, a man's bare feet and legs rest.
Sitting in the chair, we can see the outline of a man's shoulder and
head. An arm reaches out, to a side table, to lift a glass of amber
liquid. The glass tips, the man takes a drink, then replaces the glass
on the tabletop.

A television set sits, raised on two milk crates, at the end of the
coffee table. The camera lens slowly zooms in, past the curtains, past
the chair and the man seated in it, past the low table, to the TV
screen. The image on the TV screen fills the frame. The picture is of a
busy airport terminal with hundreds of people milling around. Central
to the scene, stand six people, talking with each other.

The glass of amber liquid passes before the screen, as the man in the
chair takes another sip. The glass is replaced. The scene on the TV
screen fades to the logo for the Surviver show, and holds. The voice of
a woman announcer comes on.

"Stay with us, for a special, live reunion show, where our couples will
come together for the first time since -

[The image flips, from the screen of the one TV set, to show another TV
screen, in another part of the world.]

- leaving the island, over three months ago. Coming up next, on Home
Showcase."

The stage manager turns away from his monitor, and shouts, "Ninety
seconds to air!"

On the sound stage of Studio A, in the Home Showcase Broadcasting
Center, Burbank California, technicians bustle around the set making
last minute changes. In the wings, stage right, Brian Gumball is
tucking his mic wire under his khaki coloured shirt. The sounds of the
studio audience talking, and musical instruments being tuned, echo
inside the cavernous building.

On the stage, to the left, are two tiers of benches made up to look
like big logs. At stage right, sits a brown leather swivel office type
chair with a low table behind it. Flickering torches burning propane
gas compete weakly, with the overhead, high power stage lights, casting
the scene in a yellow - blue - red, light. 

To the rear of the set, simulated palm trees on either side lean
precariously inward, framing the big, unnatural blue chroma key screen.
Looking at the set in one of the studio monitors, we can see that the
background shows the Surviver Logo floating above a gentle sea. The 
evening clouds behind it are tinted in glorious hues of red and orange.

At a word, the last of the techs move off the stage. Someone yells,
"Quiet On the Set! Fifteen Seconds!" The stage manager steps forward in
front of the center camera. His hand is raised. Everyone quietens down.

The stage manager listens to his earpiece, then holds out five fingers.
"In Five. . . Four. . . Three. . .  . . . "

The last finger joins the others in a fist, and the man draws back. The
haunting call of a synthesized conch shell being blown, fills the set
with sound. Jungle drums begin pounding out a rhythm. The drums swell,
string instruments come in - predominantly violins - and the Surviver
theme music floods across the stage.

Voiceover: "Twenty people, ten dominant - submissive couples, stranded
on a tiny south seas island. Every three days the couples have had to
compete against each other in two challenge competitions, for rewards,
and for points. In the end, the couple with the highest number of
points will be declared the winner, and will walk away with One Million
Dollars."

"And now, Ladies and Gentlemen. Our host for this evening, Mister Brian
Gumball!"

[Cue applause light.]

Brian strides confidently onto the stage, waving towards the audience.
He crosses to his chair and stands, smiling. The audience quietens
down.

Brian: "Greetings! Let's now bring out our lucky couples who were
chosen to participate in the Surviver contest. We'll start, with the
group who were unable to continue on past the first twenty days. Let's
give a warm hand for: Mark and Nadine: Max and Sierra: Colleen and
John: And Eddie and Rusty!"

The first group files out to take seats on the upper bench that's made
to look like a log, to a round of applause from the studio audience.
There are a few murmurs heard over the absence of Edgar and Judith.

Looking at a monitor, on the screen behind the stage, the couples are
shown as they were on the island. Since many of them chose to abandon
clothing early on in the game, many of them are seen naked. Seeing the
contestants as they step on the stage, in this more formal setting,
with their hair combed and them nicely dressed, they all look quite
different. And, of course, the subs are unchained. Except for John,
that is. Colleen has him on a collar and a leash.

Brian: "And now. Our five finalist couples. Let's hear it for, Brandi
and Marsha: Jane: Peter and Sue: Lisa and Myka: And last, but certainly
not least. Our grand prize champions; Samual, and Patricia!"

Once again there's murmurs from the audience when Jane steps out,
alone, to take her seat. Peter and Sue cross in front of her, and Sue
sits beside her. The crowd goes wild when Lisa and Myka are introduced.
And Sam and Trish get a three minute standing ovation from the
appreciative studio audience. Sam waves from time to time as the crowd
cheers the wining couple. Trish begins to look embarrassed.

Finally, the applause light goes off and the audience quiets down.
Brian takes his seat.

Brian: "Alright! Now before we start, most of you may have noticed that
a few of our survivers aren't here tonight. The couple of Edgar and
Judith were forced to leave the country on rather short notice, four
weeks ago. I'm told that Edgar's father has taken ill, and they've
flown to Edgar's native Portugal to be at his side. We had hoped to
bring you their thoughts via satellite link up, however, for some
reason we've been as yet unable to locate them.

"As well, Jane's dominant, Major Edwin Kilpatrick, is also out of the
country at this time."

Jane, smiling slightly, glances at Sue. Marsha, sitting on Jane's
right, takes hold of her hand. Of all of the contestants, Jane is one
that looks very different than she did on the island. For one thing,
her hair has grown out a bit. She's wearing a light, red cotton shirt,
with a short, tight, tan suede vest over it, and a long, loose, dark
blue skirt. Her eyes seemingly sparkle, and she looks much happier now,
too.

Brian: "Now, first off, I'd like to congratulate our winners, the
couple of Sam and Trish!"

[Applause.]

Brian: "And both our second place winning couples, Peter and Sue, and
Lisa and Myka!"

[More applause.]

Brian: "Tell us, Sam, what is it like coming home and knowing you'll
soon be getting such a large amount of cash? Have your lives changed
much during this time?"

Sam: "Well, Brian, as you know, Trish and I have been out of work for
several months now. Knowing that our money problems would soon be over
has let us just relax up at our cabin and sit, watching the Surviver
shows."

Brian: "I think that during one episode, you mentioned that you'd both
like to open an antiques store in your home town." [Run clip on screen
- Sam, sitting at camp table and discussing spending the prize money.]
Is that dream still a consideration for you both?"

Trish: "Very much so, Brian. Both Sam and I love old furniture and
things, and with the prize money, we'll be able to acquire some really
nice pieces for the store."

Brian: "And Peter. You mentioned that you'd like to build yourself a
house on a hill top." [Run clip on screen - Peter.] "Has the second
place prize money moved you any closer towards that dream?"

Peter: "Well, Brian, Sue and I have been looking around for the right
piece of property. The money will certainly help us realise our dream
house much sooner than we'd planned."

Lisa: "It's helped us out a lot too, Brian. I have been able to enroll
in some night courses towards earning my degree in business
administration. Myka and I are hoping to open our own store one day
soon."

Brian: "And what type of store would that be?"

Lisa: "A sex toy store, Brian."

[Laughter, applause.]

Brian: "Well that's great, Lisa. Now, what about the food on the
island. Some days you had some wonderful feasts, yet other days it
seemed that food was in short supply." [Show clips, mealtime.] "Max. I
think you were the most vocal about the lack of decent food in those
first few days. Care to comment?"

Max: "Well in the beginning, the food supplies we had didn't seem like
very much. I think in the first few days we all were a bit edgy, not
knowing quite what to expect."

Mark: "It wasn't until well into the game that we managed to organise a
steady supply of food. It was after we'd stolen the boat and we could
go out to where the big fish were, that the meals became more regular."

[Show clip of the three doms, speeding away from the production camp in
the boat.]

Brian: "Eddie. Whatever made you three think you could just ride away
with one of the production boats?"

Eddie: "Well Brian, it seemed like a good idea at the time."

[Laughter.]

Colleen: "I think we all paid for that boat in the challenge that
followed. I still feel like barfing every time I think about eating
those grubs and worms."

[More laughter. Show clip on screen - plate of grubs.]

Brian: "I don't suppose that the submissives enjoyed having ice cubes
stuck up them in the first part of that challenge."

Sue, and Rusty, and a few other subs squirm on their seats and look
uncomfortable.

John: "I think that that day was one of the worst, for all of us."

Brian: "I know that you all didn't look too happy around the campfire
that evening. Which brings me to another topic. Colleen. It was you
that began the telling of campfire tales, a tradition which managed to
live on, even after you'd gone. Many of you revealed some very personal
details about yourselves. Any comments?"

Colleen: "I think that, in the beginning, we were all still trying to
figure each other out. We were a pretty diverse group, yet still, we
did all have one thing in common. The love of hot sex." [Laughter.] "I
think the stories went a long way in bringing us all closer together."

Eddie: "I know that hearing about what some of the other couples liked
to do, it made it easier for Rusty and I to feel more accepted by the
group. Hearing some of those stories made us all feel sort of like one
big family."

Brian: "They were certainly very entertaining for those of us at home.

"Now, two of those stories dealt with what some people look on as the
darker side of dominant and submissive relationships, namely, the
giving and receiving of pain. We've seen most of the couples engage in
some form of sado masochistic activities, from a light smack, or a
playful pinch, to, on one instance, one of the submissives getting a
rather severe whipping from her dominant.

"On the second show, one of the submissives mentioned to Kent Brockman
that they felt they would like their dominant to take a firmer hand
with them. Nadine, would you like to add anything tonight?"

In the back row, Nadine looks up, and Mark looks at her.

Nadine: "Well, I'd often see some of the other subs walking around with
a somewhat red bum. I know that Sue sometimes liked a spanking, and
Trish also told me that she sometimes enjoys one too. As we all found
out, Max and Sierra were really into the rough stuff.

"Before we came to the island, Mark had only tried it once with me, but
I did think that I'd like to explore that side of our relationship a
little more. And since our return, we have been getting a bit more into
light spankings, and such."

Brian: "You also spoke with Jane after her dominant had caned her.
Jane, you don't like the rough stuff much, do you."

Jane: "No, Brian. The Major used pain as a punishment for me. It was
never something that I'd willingly do, like with the others. I never
thought that it was something anyone would want to do, though, while I
was on the island, I learned that there's many who do.

"I found out that, if it's done the right way, with kindness and
tenderness, within a loving relationship, a little pain can become a
rather pleasurable experience."

Brian: "Myka, you also expressed a desire that Lisa would explore
physical discipline a little more with you. Did you think that you'd be
happier if Lisa was simply strict with you, like the Major was with
Jane?"

Myka looks to Lisa, then looks down at the floor. She's clearly
embarrassed by the question.

Myka: "I saw the Major as a very strong dominant. I watched the way he
was, not just with Jane, but with everyone on the island. He wasn't one
to put up with any nonsense."

Myka looks at her domme again. She takes hold of Lisa's hand.

Myka: "I did wonder in the beginning if someone like the Major would be
the one for me. But then, as time went on, I started to see him for the
type of man he really was. Cruel and mean. I really began to feel for
Jane, because it seemed no matter what she did, it was never good
enough for him."

Brian: "It's good that you did manage to see through to the way he
really is, Myka. Now, after the break, Jane has a story to tell us
that's so shocking, some of you will find it difficult to believe.

"We'll be right back."

[Cue lights. Cue announcer.]

Voiceover: "Don't go away. There's lots more to come."

[Go commercial.]

"We're clear!"

Brian stands and moves to the side to talk with two men. On stage,
Brandi reaches past Marsha to Jane, and places her hand on her arm.
Jane turns to her, and the two girls start to talk. Sue leans into the
conversation. In the top row, Max gives Sierra a shot to the arm.
Sierra whacks him back. The two start a ruckus, until sharp words from
Nadine put an end to it. Nadine turns to Mark, who's trying not to
laugh.

"Places please! Everyone, places!"

Brian ends his conversation and returns to his seat. The lights dim.

"In five. . . four. . . three. . .  . . . "

[Return.]

The theme music plays. The lights go up. Applause light goes off.

Brian: "Welcome back. Just before we went to air this evening, I was
approached by Jane, who began to tell me a part of what her life with
the Major was like. I asked her if she'd be willing to share her story
with all of you here, tonight. So, Jane. Tell us what you told me
earlier on."

Jane glances at Sue, then at Trish. She looks up, and into the camera
lens. In a slow, sometimes halting voice, Jane begins to speak.

Jane: "Well first, I'd like to thank all those who were on the island
with me those last few days, and who have helped me to escape from the
Major. To Brandi and Marsha who got me away from him at the airport
while Myka distracted him, and to Sam and Trish, who let me stay at
their cabin in the mountains while I. . . recovered my sanity. And to
Peter and Sue, who got everyone together to help make it happen, I
thank you all.

"It makes what I have to say now, all the more harder.

"First off, Jane was just the name that Edwin put down for me on the
contest application. My real name, is Melissa Maley."

Sue and Peter sit up and look towards Jane. Sam gives Trish a glance,
and she gives her head a tiny nod. Some of the other contestants are
also looking at Jane.

Brian: "Go on, Melissa."

Melissa: "I was with Edwin for the past two and a half years. I was
kidnapped by him, and held captive, against my will, for all that time.
He beat me and he tortured me until all that I knew was the pain, and
his face. He tried to break me down with his daily torture sessions,
and he'd almost succeeded. When we first came to the island, He, was
all that I knew."

There's shocked murmurs from the studio audience. The sixteen survivers
on stage who knew Jane, and who may have at one time guessed at her
predicament, sit in stunned silence.

Brian: "Tell us, Melissa, what happened when you went to the police,
two weeks ago."

Melissa: "From the time that we returned from the island, Sam and Trish
let me stay at their cabin. It had been assumed that I'd report Edwin's
abuse of me to the proper authorities before tonight, before the last
show aired and he found out who'd helped me to escape.

"It was after watching myself on the Surviver shows, and seeing just
how beaten down I'd been under him, that I decided to tell my story to
the police. But no one except myself knew that Edwin had been holding
me as his sex slave, his prisoner, for all that time.

"Sam drove me into town and to the police station. He waited for me
while I talked to the officers there. At first, I was scared to tell
them the whole story. Edwin had told me, time and time again, that if I
ever told anyone about him that he'd kill me. And so a good part of me
still feared him, and also, feared what he might do to my friends who
had helped me to leave him.

"But in the end, I told the officers everything. They convinced me that
the only way I'd ever really be free of him was to have the whole story
come out. And so they set up another interview for me, with someone
from the local woman's shelter, and also, with two men from the FBI."

Brian: "We have one of the agents that Melissa spoke to here, tonight.
Agent Jameson would like to say a few words now."

Brian gestures stage right, and a spotlight highlights the two men
standing near the edge of the stage. Agent Jameson moves towards a
floor mic that's standing nearby.

Agent: "Once we determined Miss Maley's real name, we were able to
match her with a missing person report from over two years ago. While
we looked for Edwin Kilpatrick, we arranged a secret meeting with
Melissa, and her family, who hadn't heard a word from her since her
disappearance.

"Agents from the Dallas Bureau went to the Major's last known address,
but he was not in residence at the time. What we did find, was evidence
that he'd left in a hurry. No one seemed to know where he'd gone, but
we were able to trace his movements as he crossed into Mexico, then
flew by private plane to the Philippines. From there, he travelled by
boat to his final destination."

Looking at a studio monitor, superimposed on the blue screen behind the
stage, we see a jungle trail which opens onto a small clearing. A small
house is perched on a rise of land. The scene shifts as the camera
looks below the curtains of an open window.

[Switch to remote feed.] A man, sitting in an overstuffed chair, leans
forward. We see his arm and shoulder, and the side of his face. He's
staring hard at a TV set that's on top of two milk crates. On the
screen of his TV, is seen low coffee table, and a TV set that is
sitting on top of two milk crates. On that screen, can be seen a low
coffee table, and a TV sitting on two milk crates.

The man in the chair quickly stands, blocking part of the TV screen. It
takes a few seconds for the signal to travel all the way here, then
back again. Then, on the screen of Edwin's TV set, his shadow falls
across the image there.

At the sharp sound of splintering wood, the Major wheels around. The
view shifts, and we see the backs of five men, three, with the letters
FBI emblazoned in bright yellow across the backs of their bulky
jackets. The men move into the house, followed by the camera.

Sound: "Freeze! Police!"

A woman's muffled scream can be heard. Three of the officers take the
former military commander, Major Edwin Kilpatrick, into custody without
a struggle. The camera quickly pans left, to see the other two men
burst into a room off to one side. The woman's screams are louder now.

Through the doorway and we see an Asian looking woman, naked, hanging
in the center of the room with her wrists tightly lashed to an overhead
bamboo pole, which runs across the ceiling. She kicks out with her
legs; her feet are several inches off the floor. Her black hair is
long, tangled and matted, and clings to her sweat covered body. She's
covered with marks. Marks, made by a whip, or by a cane.

One of the agents opens a blanket and moves to cover the girl. She has
screamed herself out now, and hangs limply from her painfully
outstretched arms. While the agent tries to gently support the girl,
the other man stands on a chair to cut the bindings around her wrists.
The scene fades to black.

[Switch back to studio.] Myka sits with her face buried in Lisa's
chest. She sobs softly, while her domme attempts to comfort her. The
studio audience is silent, as are the other shocked survivers who sit,
some weeping, or staring at the floor, numbed by what they've just
seen and heard. And Melissa sits tall, a look of worry on her face for
the girl the Major had, but, also, a hint of a grin pulling at the
corners of her mouth.

Brian: "We'll be right back."

The stage lights dim. The surviver theme music plays, softly. Fade to
black: Go commercial.

"We're clear!"

Sam: To Trish. "Did you know about Melissa and her kidnapping?"

Peter and Sue lean into this conversation. Myka raises her tear
streaked face to also hear.

Trish: "It was the week before she went to the police. She made me
swear that I'd keep it between us. But I did try to convince her to
tell the whole story to them, about her being held against her will."

Melissa: "Trish helped me to realise that I'd never really be free of
him unless he was caught and put into prison."

Agent Jameson has crossed the stage to stand near Melissa.

Sue: "So that's why you stayed with him, dispite his cruelty to you."

Melissa: "I felt that I had no other choice. The one time I did try to
get away from him, he made sure that I never forgot it."

Agent Jameson: "It's a natural reaction with people who've been held
and tortured repeatedly. The person becomes so afraid to say or do
anything that might bring about further, harsher treatment by their
captors, that they begin to exhibit almost a sense of loyalty to them.
It takes great strength to go against their torturers and to make the
effort to try and escape."

"Places, please! Fifteen seconds!"

Agent: "Mr Kilpatrick won't be capturing any more women now. He's going
to jail for a long time."

Agent Jameson crosses back to stage right to stand with his partner.
The two agents talk. Brian smooths back his hair and straightens his
shirt.

"In five. . . four. . . three. . .  . . . "

The lights go up on a quiet set. Camera on Brian Gumball.

Brian: "Welcome back. What we saw, just before the break, was the live
capture of Edwin Kilpatrick by Agents of the FBI, aided by local
authorities. The Bureau permitted us to send along a camera crew to
record, what we hoped, would be the capture of Major Kilpatrick.

"Two days ago, the agents in charge of the investigation had traced
Edwin's movements to a small south seas island, not far from the group
of islands where the Surviver shows were shot. He'd rented a small
cabin there, and, as we also saw, he wasted little time in acquiring
another girl to take Melissa's place as his sex slave.

"Agent Jameson. Did the men who had Edwin under surveillance ever
suspect that he had a woman in the house with him?"

Agent: "Not that we knew of. Mr Kilpatrick often would have the TV on
and be watching pornographic videos, either on tape, or off his
satellite hookup. The surveillance team did report hearing a woman's
screams last night, but upon investigation, they found that the TV was
on and showing one of those types of shows."

Second Agent: He leans into the mic. "The arresting officers report
that the girl in the house is now safe, and is being taken to a local
medical center. She's going to be alright."

Brian: "Well that is good news. I think that these agents, and all of
the men and women who work in law enforcement, deserve a hand for their
dedication, and for the fine work they do."

Applause. A few cheers.

Brian: "And now, Melissa. Now that Mr Kilpatrick won't be bothering you
anymore, what are your plans? Will you be going home to your mother and
father?"

Melissa: "I don't think so, Brian. At least, not right away. I still
have a lot of pain, and some deep seated emotions that I have to work
through. Sam and Trish have really been wonderful to me over these last
few months, and, if they are willing, I'd like to stay on with them for
a little while longer. If that's Ok."

Sam: "Well sure, Jane - uh, I mean, Melissa. You're more than welcome
to stay with us for as long as you'd like."

Trish: "I've really enjoyed the talks we've had, Melissa. I'd love to
have you stay longer."

Melissa: "Thank you, Sam, Trish. Thank you everyone. Being on that
island with all you wonderful people has helped me to see what life
should really be like."

[Cue applause light.] Brian stands.

Brian: "All right. Now, before we leave here tonight, I have some
business to attend to."

Brian pulls some papers from his pocket. He holds two up to the camera.
[Closeup shot of the two second place prize cheques.]

Brian: "Could Lisa and Myka, and Peter and Sue, please step over here?"

The studio audience begins to applaud. The two couples rise up off the
log benches, then cross the stage to where Brian is standing and
holding the two cheques. Peter lets Lisa go first, and she and Myka,
one on each side, give Brian a smooch on the cheeks. Brian's hand
casually slides down from Myka's bare waist, down the back of her soft,
silky skirt, and he gives her bum a subtle pat. The girls and he are
all smiles as Lisa takes her prize money.

Brian hands Peter his cheque, and the men shake hands. Sue stands up on
tiptoes to kiss Brian's cheek. The four second place contestants stand
beside Brian while photos are taken. Then, they stand to one side
amidst another round of heartfelt applause.

Brian: "And now, the couple who did the best in the challenges, the
couple that made it through to the end with the highest number of
points. The winners, of the Surviver, One Million Dollar prize: Sam and
Trish!"

The crowd breaks into thunderous applause. Sam and Trish stand up and
wave. They move towards Brian. A closeup shot of the cheque for a
million dollars is flashed up on the screen.

Sam puts his arms around Brian. Trish joins in on the hug. Sam takes
Trish's head in his hands and they kiss, a long and happy kiss. Then,
Sam breaks just long enough to receive the cheque in his hands. He
looks, then shows it to Trish. Trish gives Brian a big kiss and Sam
shakes his hand in thanks.

Photos are taken by news hounds and others. Sam and Trish hold each
other tightly and weather the storm, as people yell out and cheer, and
wish them well. The other couples then gather around them, and, as the
Surviver theme music plays, the group comes together for a big hug.

[Roll credits.]

[End.]

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