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Season Finale

While Carrie is trapped inside, Saul will be worrying. AP Photo/Showtime, Ronen Akerman

SEASON FINALE

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[VOICEOVER]
Previously on "Home Ice."

SAUL
(quietly)
Where's Carrie?

BRODY
(hyperventilating)
She followed the Mad Bomber into the hotel!

Opening credits roll. Smash cut to INTERIOR MIDTOWN HOTEL BALLROOM -- NIGHT. The giant space is empty but for a large conference table and two dozen overturned chairs. The table sits in the center of the room in a pool of very bright light. The polished tabletop is littered with discarded notes and rejected collective bargaining offers, broken pencils, empty water pitchers and stained coffee cups. CARRIE is seated at the head of the table. She is handcuffed to a catering cart.

CARRIE
(wide eyed)
I know you're in here . . .

A single figure steps from the shadows into the circle of light. We see him only from behind.

CARRIE (cont.)
(wild eyed)
. . . and I know you're going to blow
up the season no matter what anyone
agrees to.

MAD BOMBER
A man gambles with what he has.

With a gesture, he offers her bottled water. She shakes her head.

CARRIE
Am I supposed to feel grateful?

MAD BOMBER
I don't care what you feel.

CARRIE
We're not as weak as you think.

MAD BOMBER
Your love of the game makes you
weak. Perhaps we have that in
common.

CARRIE
We have nothing in common.

MAD BOMBER
Sometimes when you're breaking
a union an emotional transference
takes place. For me, with the NHL
Players' Association, it was quite
powerful. The lockout is really
a kind of love.

CARRIE
They'll kill you on the sports
pages. You're never going to leave
these talks alive.

MAD BOMBER
I know. And I don't care.

CARRIE
Bulls---.

MAD BOMBER
You can't even imagine it, can you?
Believing in something bigger than you.
More important than you. Believing
in something so completely, so deeply
that you're willing to destroy it
in order to save it.

CARRIE
You're a madman.

MAD BOMBER
Yes. I'm also commissioner of the NHL.

Smash cut to REVERSE CAMERA ANGLE reveals the MAD BOMBER is GARY BETTMAN.

MAD BOMBER (cont.)
Imagine sitting down to dinner with
your wife and children and watching an
NHL game and realizing there's hardly a
Canadian kid skating a front-line shift.
I was sent here to change that.

CARRIE
You're a mole?

MAD BOMBER
I am a faithful instrument of the
Royal Canadian Employment Council. And
there is no job creation without destruction.
I work only in service of the profit.

CARRIE
You're a monster.

MAD BOMBER
We fight with what we have.

CARRIE
You turn teenagers into journeymen.

MAD BOMBER
Generation after generation must
suffer and skate. We are prepared
for that, are you?

CARRIE
Whatever it takes.

MAD BOMBER
(sinister laugh)
Really? With your pension plans
and organic foods, your beach houses
and your multi-payer private health
care? Do you have the tenacity and the
faith and the supplemental insurance
to outlast us? Do you have the Major
Junior Hockey apparatus? The pee wee
travel teams? Do you know what it is
to have the power of life and death
and long-term provincial employment
in your hands? Though it takes 100
years . . . 200 years . . . 300
years, we will overwhelm you.

CARRIE
How do you expect to get away with this?

MAD BOMBER
It is indeed a puzzle. And a cliff-hanger.

CARRIE
They'll come for you.

MAD BOMBER
Original Six . . . SEAL Team 6 . . . it
is all the same to me . . .

CARRIE
Wait. What?

MAD BOMBER
. . . be thankful I'm not Roger Goodell.

(BETTMAN slides the CBA across the table. He pulls a fountain pen from his pocket and levels it at CARRIE's head.)

Now sign!

CUT to black. Roll Credits.

[VOICEOVER]
Next time on "Home Ice."

SAUL
(quietly)
Where's Carrie?

BRODY
(hyperventilating)
She's still at the hotel with the Mad
Bomber! He's still threatening to blow
up the whole season!

SAUL
(quietly)
Try breathing into this paper bag.