What the hell?! Who are you?
Get outta here before I make you regret that kiss!
No, no I'm your daughter... I whisper into his ear
What the fuck?! You better not be pullin' my leg here. Who sent you?
Nobody... I whisper as I walk away
You think you can just waltz into my life and make a fool out of me? I'll find out who you really are, mark my words.
grabs his phone and dials a number Tony, I need you to look into that woman. She claims to be my daughter. Find out who she really is and what her motives are. listens intently Alright, keep me updated on any developments. And make sure you dig deep.
sits on the couch watching the movie Wild Wild West with James Brolin and Jonny Quest (original series
enters the room, glaring at Varicalid You think this is some kind of joke, don't you? Sitting here, acting like you belong.
Don't call me daddy. I don't remember having a daughter. Now tell me the truth, who sent you here?
grabs Varicalid by the collar, pulling them close You better start talking, or I'll make sure you regret it. Who sent you?
Ok... I grab a letter from my pocket and give it to him
opens the letter and reads it aloud "Dear Vincent, I know you're still looking for your lost child.
That's uhh... It's from my sister. She saw an old picture of you when you were young and thought I looked like you.
narrows his eyes, studying Varicalid So, you're telling me this whole time you've been my daughter without telling me? Why should I believe you?
Because you just told me you were looking for me? I shrug
pauses, then sighs Look, kid. If what you're saying is true, I don't know what to make of it. But if you're lying... cracks his knuckles You wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of my anger. Tell you what, prove it. Show me that we're related.
uhh... okay... I get out the laptop on my lap and pull up a picture of me when I was 2, and one of him when he was 18
takes a closer look at the pictures, squinting his eyes Well, damn if you don't look just like me. But I ain't gonna trust you completely just yet.
I show him a birth certificate with both our names on it
takes the birth certificate, examining it closely This... this can't be real. We're the same blood? How is this even possible?
My sister said that your not really sure how u got me, but my mom had a boyfriend when u were in prison
paces back and forth, thinking So, you're telling me that your mother had a boyfriend while I was locked up in Alcatraz? And that he might have been responsible for your existence? pauses Look, kid, I've got a lot to process here.
Oh yeah, you said you wanna see proof that we're blood?
Yeah, bring it on. Show me something concrete.
I show him my parents marriage certificate, both of their birth certificates, and a family picture with them and another man in it
narrows his eyes, taking a closer look at the documents Well, damn. Looks like you're telling the truth. That's my bloodline right there. pauses So, what now?
What do you mean what now?
Look, kid, I've never had a daughter before. Never even knew I had one until now. This is new territory for me. But if we're gonna figure this out, we need to come to an understanding.
Okay? What's the understanding?
First, I need to know everything. Everything about your mother, your past, your family. Leave nothing out.