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<B> | <B><U>SC.17 BURN IN TITLES</B></U> | ||
Slowly, as titles run, the background can be seen to be | |||
lightening from black. Vague forms (toward the end of | |||
titles) can occasionally be seen moving in it, but all in | |||
shades of black and white and grey. The muffled SFX: SOUND | |||
OF VOICES starts to be audible as well. The background | |||
beneath it fills in: becoming very white and bright, and | |||
other color fills itself in as well. Plainly this is a | |||
hospital. The face resolves itself into that of a DOCTOR | |||
(female). | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
:: | :::Ser Arris? If you can hear me, <U>blink.</U> | ||
She shines a hand-light into camera. Picture BLINKS, going | |||
' | black, for a spilt second. Doctor smiles. She has a slightly | ||
Idoctorish' condescending tone. | |||
:::::DOCTOR CONT | |||
::Exellent. I think our patient's | |||
::coming round, Douglas. | |||
DOUGLAS, a nurse, joins her in shot. They both look down AT | |||
CAMERA. | |||
:::::DOCTOR CONT | |||
' | ::You've been in an accident, Ser. Your | ||
::ship crashed while landing here, on | |||
::Crius. Luckily you were in a cryopod | |||
::at the time so your injuries weren't | |||
::extensive... | |||
<B><U>SC.18 NEW ANGLE</U></B> | |||
CLOSE on the awakened patient's face. This is LEV ARRIS, (or | |||
at least that's the name of the manufactured identity he's | |||
been found with): He is the central character of the game. | |||
He blinks at the doctor and nurse who are leaning over him, | |||
taking his pulse, etc. | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
::::(Confused) | |||
::Accident? How...? | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
::We'll deal with that later. Ou: first | |||
::job is to get you back on your feet. | |||
� | |||
::THE DARKENING main game sequence, draft 7 -- page 8 | |||
:::::DOCTOR (CONT) | |||
:::You'll stay with us for rehab. | |||
:::There's plenty of.... | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
::::(Interrupting, rising panic) | |||
:::But I don't remember. <U>Anything.</U> | |||
:::<U>What ship?</U> | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
:::The <U>Canera.</U> Ser Arris - we know | |||
:::that's your name from your cryopod - | |||
:::it may take a while for your memory | |||
:::to return. In the meantime, just relax. | |||
:::Everything's going to be fine. | |||
<B><U>SC.19 ANOTHER ANGLE</U></B> | |||
Favoring Arris. His face works a little as he tries to | |||
remember anything at all. | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
:::That's not surprising. It may | |||
:::take a while. You'll need to | |||
:::stay with us for a while, for some | |||
:::rehab. There's plenty of time. | |||
The Doctor pats Arris's hand and leaves the nurse with him: | |||
the nurse gets busy with some equipment, etc. CAMERA PUSHES | |||
IN ON ARRIS as he pushes up in the bed a little, looks at his | |||
surroundings. There's an uncomfortable, wondering look about | |||
him.... | |||
::::::::::::CUT TO: | |||
<B><U>''SC.20 EXT. CRIUS. DAY - ESTABLISHING (COMPUTER GENERATED''</B></U> | |||
::::''<B><U>: NO VIDEO)''</B></U> | |||
A good look at the planet under daylight. A nice-looking | |||
place. CAMERA PUSHES IN on the big medical center where | |||
Arris is being treated. Various skycraft come and go. | |||
''PUSH IN on part of the medical center, a solarium-cum- '' | |||
''exercise area. This is elevated five or six storeys above '' | |||
''ground level, and there's a railed, open terrace outside it.'' | |||
<B><U>SC.21 INT. SOLARIUM</B></U> | |||
Various PEOPLE working on pieces of rehab equipment. We PAN | |||
past them and CAMERA HOLDS on Arris, working on something | |||
like a treadmill (except it's recessed right into the floor, | |||
with just a small T-bar for him to hold onto as he walks). | |||
The DOCTOR comes up beside him. | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
:::And how's Ser Arris this morning? | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
:::He's okay. I just wish he | |||
:::would tell me who he was. | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
::::(She finds Arris amusing) | |||
:::We'll get our memory back eventually. | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
:::Do you talk to all your patients | |||
:::though they were children, Doctor | |||
:::Frevel? Or is it just me? | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
::::(Taken aback) | |||
:::I'm sorry. We find that....usually | |||
:::people in your condition appreciate | |||
:::a....gentle approach. | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
:::Well I'm not usual people. | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
::::(She looks at him differently) | |||
:::No. No, I don't believe you are. | |||
::::(Smiles, continues in a more | |||
::::natural tone) | |||
:::We wouldn't normally divulge this to | |||
:::patients....but we did a record search | |||
:::on you. It wasn't good. | |||
<B><U>SC.22 ARRIS. THE DOCTOR</U></B> | |||
Arris steps off the treadmill, reaches for a towel, wipes | |||
sweat away. | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
:::Make my day. I'm a mass murderer? | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
:::I wouldn't joke about that. You could | |||
:::be almost <U>anything.</U> Prior to two weeks | |||
:::ago, you don't exist. Either someone's | |||
:::erased your records...or there was an | |||
:::accident in your home planet's data net. | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
:::My home planet? Jeez, where <U>is</U> home? | |||
:::Where's my family? Do I have a family? | |||
<B><U>SC.23 WIDER</U></B> | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
:::Am I married? Do I have children? | |||
:::Who the hell am I Dr. Frevel? | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
::::(compassionate) | |||
:::It'll come Lev. This is all quite normal | |||
:::with trauma sustained in cryo. | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
:::Just how long was I in that icebox for? | |||
<U><B>SC.24 ANOTHER ANGLE</U></B> | |||
As they walk toward one side of the solarium, where there's a | |||
mirrored wall: other patients are using it to help them work | |||
out. | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
:::We're still working on that. | |||
::::(slight humor) | |||
:::But you could afford to stay in one | |||
:::for as long you liked. | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
:::Meaning? | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
:::Meaning one thing <U>did </U>come down with | |||
:::the data check. Your account, only | |||
:::registered about a week ago. You have | |||
:::an exceptionally...attractive credit | |||
:::rating Ser Arris. | |||
<U><B>SC.25 CLOSER - THE TWO OF THEM</U></B> | |||
As they come up in front of the mirror. Arris looks closely | |||
at himself. A good-looking man, now fit again, in his late | |||
twenties...but with eyes haunted by the lack of self- | |||
knowledge. | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
:::Nice. If only I wasn't overdrawn | |||
:::at the memory bank, huh? | |||
:::::::::::::::CUT TO: | |||
<U><B>SC.26 INT. HOSPITAL RECEPTION AREA -- DAY</U></B> | |||
Two neatly-dressed men with satchels come to the main desk. | |||
One is looking around him alertly, as if watching the other | |||
man's back. The receptionist at the desk looks up at them. | |||
:::::RECEPTIONIST | |||
:::Yes? | |||
:::::FIRST ASSASSIN | |||
:::It's new right? | |||
The receptionist doesn't quite understand. She smiles. | |||
First Assassin leans on the desk, looking at her hair, | |||
like a professional. | |||
:::::FIRST ASSASSIN | |||
:::The hair style. I love it. | |||
:::::RECEPTIONIST | |||
::::(Touching hair, thrown off- | |||
::::: balance but flattered) | |||
:::Oh, it's fairly new I suppose... | |||
:::::FIRST ASSASSIN | |||
:::It's perfect. I do a little.... | |||
:::fashion reporting, you know, when | |||
:::I ain't covering more serious stuff.. | |||
:::::RECEPTIONIST | |||
:::Are you guys...journalists? | |||
:::::FIRST ASSASSIN | |||
::::(To second Assassin) | |||
:::Brains as well as beauty. | |||
:::::FIRST ASSASSIN (CONT) | |||
::::(To Receptionist) | |||
:::We're with the New Crius Examiner. | |||
:::Here to interview a Ser Lev Arris. | |||
:::Is he around? | |||
The Receptionist seems a little unsure. First Assassin | |||
gives her a winning smile. | |||
:::::RECEPTIONIST | |||
:::I'll just check. | |||
<B><U>SC.27 CLOSER</U></B> | |||
From her side of the desk. She looks up at them. | |||
:::::RECEPTIONIST | |||
:::Section five A, gentlemen. First | |||
:::slidewalk on your left, follow | |||
:::the beacon. | |||
A little green "tinkerbell" light pops up out of the surface | |||
of her desk, hangs in the air in front of the men, wobbles a | |||
little as if to get their attention, then heads off and OUT | |||
OF SHOT. As they leave | |||
:::::RECEPTIONIST | |||
::::(Coy) | |||
:::See you. | |||
:::::FIRST ASSASSIN | |||
::::(Winking at her) | |||
:::Not unless I see you first. | |||
They follow the light OUT OF SHOT. | |||
<U><B>SC.28 WIDER</U></B> | |||
As they go after the light. The SECOND ASSASSIN continues to | |||
look around himself as they go, intent on making sure where | |||
every other person in the area is. The FIRST ASSASSIN forges | |||
on ahead, speaking softly into a device like a tiny | |||
cellphone, with the other man following. | |||
:::::SECOND ASSASSIN | |||
::::(Unimpressed) | |||
:::Fashion reporting? | |||
:::::FIRST ASSASSIN | |||
:::I thought it was a nice touch. | |||
:::::SECOND ASSASSIN | |||
:::Yeah, well we'll get a nice touch | |||
:::from <U>Rhinehart</u> if your flirting | |||
:::screws things up. | |||
:::::FIRST ASSASSIN | |||
:::It ain't flirting. It was just adding | |||
:::a little color to the performance. | |||
<U><B>SC.29 INT. SOLARIUM - DAY</U></B> | |||
Arris and the Doctor again. | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
:::Cryo-associated memory loss can take | |||
:::months to resolve itself...but when | |||
:::it does some patients are a little.. | |||
:::disappointed. The reality of someone's | |||
:::past often fails to match up to what | |||
:::they imagined it might be. | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
:::Right now I'd settle for disappointment. | |||
<U><B>SC.30 ANOTHER ANGLE</U></B> | |||
Arris starts pulling on his clothes over his workout gear. | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
:::You may have to. In time your memory | |||
:::is likely to recover completely. | |||
:::::ARRIS | |||
:::But how will I know that? How will | |||
:::I ever be sure that there's not one | |||
:::more nasty little memory...just | |||
:::waiting to jump me? | |||
:::::::::::::::: CUT TO: | |||
<U><B>5C.31 INT. WARD RECEPTION AREA - DAY</U></B> | |||
The green light zips up to the reception desk, glows, then | |||
vanishes. The nurse at the desk looks up at the two men who | |||
approach. | |||
:::::NURSE | |||
:::Can I help you? | |||
:::::FIRST ASSASSIN | |||
:::We're looking for Ser Lev Arris. | |||
:::::NURSE | |||
:::He's in physio at the moment. Who | |||
:::shall I say wants him? | |||
:::::FIRST ASSASSIN | |||
:::New Crius Examiner. We're here to | |||
:::interview him about the Canera crash. | |||
:::::NURSE | |||
:::His consultant will have to clear it | |||
:::first-- | |||
<U><B>SC.32 ANOTHER ANGLE</U></B> | |||
As the two men pull out blasters and level them at the nurse. | |||
:::::SECOND ASSASSIN | |||
:::Clear <u>this, Mister Nurse</U>. | |||
The nurse opens his mouth to shout. Before he gets a chance, | |||
they blast him, and he collapses over the desk like a limp | |||
doll. SFX: SUBDUED WEAPONS NOISE, a sound like the buzz of | |||
many angry wasps. | |||
After they blow him away... | |||
:::::FIRST ASSASSIN | |||
::::(Grinning) | |||
:::You know something...I think I | |||
:::could really get to enjoy this | |||
:::journalism thing. | |||
The two men hurry off in the direction of the solarium. | |||
::::::::::CUT TO: | |||
<b><u>SC.33 INT, HOSPITAL RECEPTION AREA - DAY</U></B> | |||
As before: same receptionist. A THIRD and FOURTH ASSASSIN | |||
talk among themselves as they approach. | |||
:::::THIRD ASSASSIN | |||
:::I like hospitals. They're so clean. | |||
:::So...sterile. | |||
:::::FOURTH | |||
:::Getting all hot and bothered, huh? | |||
:::::THIRD | |||
::::(shooting her a withering look) | |||
:::I never get hot. Nor bothered. | |||
They've reached the desk. | |||
:::::RECEPTIONIST | |||
:::Yes, serras? | |||
:::::THIRD ASSASSIN | |||
:::We're here to visit a man. I mean, a | |||
:::friend, who's a man. Ser Lev Arris. | |||
:::::RECEPTIONIST | |||
:::My, he's popular today. | |||
<U><B>SC.34 CLOSER</U></B> | |||
As another little light, blue this time, pops up out of the | |||
desk and heads off slowly. | |||
:::::FOURTH ASSASSIN | |||
:::Popular? | |||
In the midst of the next speech they exchange glances, head | |||
hurriedly after the blue light. | |||
:::::RECEPTIONIST | |||
:::A couple of reporters just went | |||
:::through. Five-A, sers, first slidewalk | |||
:::on your left, follow the -- | |||
:::(realizes she's talking to empty air) | |||
:::Oh. | |||
<U><B>SC.35 WIDER</U></B> | |||
They run down the slidewalk, jostling people. The light | |||
heads after them, trying rather pathetically to keep up. | |||
:::::::: CUT TO: | |||
<U><B>SC.36 INT. SOLARIUM - DAY</U></B> | |||
Favoring the doctor and Arris, as they step away from the | |||
mirror. | |||
:::::DOCTOR | |||
:::Well...take it easy for the time | |||
:::being. If you overstress yourself, | |||
:::you may prolong the problem -- | |||
She looks up in surprise, and then Arris does, at the SFX: | |||
COMMOTION OF VOICES near the main doors to the solarium. | |||
Behind her (and totally unnoticed by her and Arris), a | |||
largish scoutship-type craft is rising above the terrace | |||
level beyond the doors to the outside. | |||
<B><U>SC.37 ANGLE ON THE SOLARIUM WINDOWS - THE SHIP</U></B> | |||
It pauses -- then BLASTS the outer structure of the solarium | |||
with some kind of force weapon, blowing a large hole in it. | |||
Glass scatters inward, people start to run in all directions, | |||
screaming. | |||
<B><U>SC.38 ON THE DOORS</B></U> | |||
As the two men who have just shot the nurse burst in through | |||
the doors. People all around the solarium stare at them. | |||
Both of the men look around hurriedly at all the people -- | |||
then one of them sees the Doctor and Arris, points. The | |||
other follows his gesture, points his gun at them: so does | |||
the first. They FIRE. | |||
<B><U>SC.39 CLOSE - ARRIS AND THE DOCTOR</B></U> | |||
A blast from one of the weapons hits the doctor in the | |||
forehead, damaging her as messily as possible for the optimum | |||
for the game. She falls OUT OF SHOT. Arris stares as | |||
she goes down -- then looks up and dives sideways, also OUT | |||
OF SHOT. A beam from a blaster stitches through the air | |||
where his head just was. | |||
<B><U>SC.40 WIDER</B></U> | |||
Arris rolls and rolls in an attempt to avoid the beams | |||
lancing out at him. Several hit the floor as he rolls, but | |||
don't damage it -- | |||
<B><U>SC.41 ANOTHER ANGLE</B></U> | |||
The First Man takes more careful aim, fires -- | |||
<B><U>SC.42 ON ARRIS</B></U> | |||
A beam hits him as he's scrambling to his feet. He stares in | |||
horror as it hits his chest -- but this is a stun. | |||
Arris crumples to his knees, almost unconscious. The two | |||
attackers run INTO SHOT and grab him under the arms, haul him | |||
away. | |||
<B><U>SC.43 WIDER</B></U> | |||
He struggles feebly with them, but to no avail. They haul | |||
him toward the hole in the windows which leads to the outdoor | |||
terrace: in the air over the terrace, their "getaway" craft | |||
is hovering gently. One of them points a remote control at | |||
it: its door slides open. | |||
<B><U>SC.44 EXT. TERRACE</B></U> | |||
They're out the doors now. They haul him toward the waiting | |||
craft, into it. | |||
<B><U>SC.45 CLOSER ON THE SHIP DOOR</B></U> | |||
Arris is bundled forward and out of sight. Then one of the | |||
men comes out, jumps down to ground level again, looking | |||
around him warily -- | |||
:::::FIRST MAN | |||
:::Uhhh ! | |||
He collapses to his knees, staring at the large burn hole | |||
which has appeared in his chest. | |||
<B><U>SC.46 WIDER</B></U> | |||
He pitches forward. His companion, in the ship, ducks | |||
behind one side of the open door as more shots come sleeting | |||
past: peers out. | |||
<B><U>SC.47 ON THE HOLE INTO THE SOLARIUM</B></U> | |||
Two other assassins -- the second pair whom we saw enter | |||
the hospital -- are shooting at the remaining man of the | |||
first pair. | |||
<B><U>SC.48 BACK TO ANGLE - THE SHIP</B></U> | |||
The man still inside it leans out a bit, fires at the | |||
others. | |||
<B><U>SC.49 ANGLE FROM INSIDE THE SHIP</B></U> | |||
Arris, dumped unconscious in the pilot's seat. In b.g. the | |||
remaining man fires at his attackers: they return fire. | |||
Sparks and SFX: RICOCHETS all over the place. | |||
<B><U>SC.50 THE SINGLE MAN</B></U> | |||
From outside. Still firing -- he leans out too far. | |||
Various shots miss him -- one doesn't: he falls out of the | |||
ship, mortally wounded. | |||
<B><U>SC.51 CLOSER - THE WOUNDED MAN. ON THE IERRACE</B></U> | |||
His small cellphone-looking remote has fallen a little | |||
distance from him. He hauls himself along to it -- reaches | |||
out a shaking hand -- grabs it -- brings it up to lips now | |||
frothing blood. Behind him, we can see the door of the ship | |||
closing in reaction to his command. | |||
:::::FIRST MAN | |||
::Door seal. Lock. Autopilot -- | |||
::activate -- preset course two -- | |||
::go, go, go -- ! | |||
The remote falls from his hand: his eyes glaze over, wide | |||
open. He's dead. SFX: ENGINE SCREAM from behind. | |||
<B><U>SC.52 WIDER</B></U> | |||
The ship lifts up out of its cradle, soars up horizontally | |||
for a few seconds: then its nose tilts up and its rear jets | |||
light. It accelerates powerfully up into the atmosphere, | |||
swiftly diminishing. | |||
<B><U>SC.53 BACK TO ANGLE,- THE DEAD MAN WITH THE REMOTE</B></U> | |||
CAMERA HOLDS ON HIM as we hear SFX of APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS. | |||
Booted feet walk INTO SHOT. One boot nudges the man, turns | |||
him over. | |||
<B><U>SC.54 ASSASSINS THREE AND FOUR</B></U> | |||
Looking down at the corpse, their weapons drawn. | |||
:::::THIRD ASSASSIN | |||
:::A clean, surgical strike, that was | |||
:::our brief, wasn't it? | |||
:::::FOURTH | |||
:::The Old Man's gonna go ballistic. | |||
The 'dead man' groans a little...the last glimmer of life... | |||
Third Assassin methodically puts one more blast into him: | |||
then another, a strange SMILE coming over her face... | |||
Then she looks up... | |||
<B><U>SC.55 WIDE - THE TWO MEN. THE SKY<B><U> | |||
As the escaping ship vanishes from sight in the high | |||
stratosphere. | |||
:::::THIRD ASSASSIN | |||
:::There goes my beautiful career. | |||
They turn and walk OUT OF SHOT. CAMERA HOLDS | |||
:::::::: CUT TO: | |||
''<B><U>SC.56 INT. ARIUS'S SHIP (COMPUTER GENERATED: NO VIDEO) </B></U>'' | |||
''Dark except for the telltales of the ship's computer and '' | |||
''control panel, and the starlight outside the front windows.'' | |||
''FADE IN SFX: SHIP'S COMPUTER as it speaks: a female voice, '' | |||
''growing more urgent.'' | |||
:::::''COMPUTER'' | |||
:::''There is a critical condition in'' | |||
:::''the D-space anomaly. Drop-out '' | |||
:::''is imminent. -- There is a'' | |||
:::''critical condition in the D-space'' | |||
:::''anomaly. Drop-out is imminent. '' | |||
:::''Pilot intervention is required.'' | |||
:::::''ARRIS (VO)'' | |||
:::''-- Where are we?'' | |||
:::::COMPUTER'' | |||
:::''The question is not answerable '' | |||
:::''in terms of physical location,'' | |||
:::''since this vessel is irrelevant. '' | |||
:::''We will emerge from D - space within'' | |||
:::''approach distance of planet Hermes'' | |||
:::''within three point five minutes.'' | |||
:::::''(beat)'' | |||
:::''Diagnostics show a catastrophic '' | |||
:::''failure in the gravitic shell '' | |||
:::''which will render the D-drive '' | |||
:::''inoperable after emergence. Repair'' | |||
:::''will require the services of an '' | |||
:::''authorized 'Arstan' dealer, or other '' | |||
:::''facility equipped to UTRA standard.'' | |||
''<B><U>SC.57 INT. SHIP (COMPUTER GENERATED: NO VIDEO) -</B></U>'' | |||
::::''<B><U>VIEW THROUGH THE FRONT VIEWPORT</B></U>'' | |||
''There are (seemingly) no single stars out there: but there '' | |||
''are many packages of six, each single point of faint light '' | |||
''arranged on the vertices of a hexagon. Now, with a slight '' | |||
''shuddering motion, they begin to converge --'' | |||
''<B><U>SC.58 EXT. SHIP (COMPUTER GENERATED: NO VIDEO) </B></U>'' | |||
''As this convergence of stars starts happening all around it, '' | |||
''the ship itself seems to start to flower out into a series of '' | |||
''ghost images, six of them, radiating symmetrically outward'' | |||
''from the body of the "central" craft. The image is somewhat '' | |||
''like that of a flower opening.'' | |||
''The ghost-images of the ship continue to rotate outward from '' | |||
''the "real" ship at their heart, until they reach the 90- '' | |||
''degree point. At this point another "ship" appears at the '' | |||
''heart of the "flower", a mirror image of the first one, and '' | |||
''this one starts becoming more solid as the original one '' | |||
''fades: while all around, the converging stars get brighter'' | |||
''and brighter -- | |||
''<B><U>SC,59 EXT. SHIP - ANOTHER_ANGLE (COMPUTER GENERATED: NO </B></U>'' | |||
::::''<B><U>VIDEO)</B></U>'' | |||
''As the first image of the ship starts to fade away, while the '' | |||
''other ships constituting the "petals" of the flower close in '' | |||
''around the second, rotating "into" it. The stars converge, '' | |||
''getting brighter and brighter -- and then fuse into a single '' | |||
''blinding glare which whites out the screen --'' | |||
<B><U>SC.60 WIDER (COMPUTER GENERATED: NQ VIDEO) </B></U> | |||
''The "normal" stars reassert themselves, and a very bright '' | |||
''star in far b. g., the sun of the Hermes star-system. In '' | |||
''nearer b.g. is the planet Hermes itself. Six ghost-images of '' | |||
''Arris's ship rotate into a central point with a slam of light '' | |||
''and SEX: THUNDER,- leaving one ship, in normal space, and '' | |||
''everything very quiet after all the ruckus.'' | |||
<B><U>SC.61 INT. SHIP</B></U> | |||
:::::''COMPUTER'' | |||
:::''Gravitational wave compression of '' | |||
:::''nearest mass identifies it as planet '' | |||
:::''Hermes.'' | |||
:::::''(beat)'' | |||
:::''Anomaly envelope has failed. Local '' | |||
:::''field suppressors have failed. These'' | |||
:::''failures constitute a class two emergency. '' | |||
:::''Automatic situation logics will now be '' | |||
:::''implemented. Please secure yourself and '' | |||
:::''prepare for emergency landing sequence.'' | |||
''<B><U>SC. 62 InT. SHIP (COMPUTER GEBERATED: NO VIDEO) </B></U>'' | |||
:::::''COMPUTER'' | |||
:::''Default landing location is Ilij '' | |||
:::''Spaceport. Advising Hermes'' | |||
:::''approach control. Alerting'' | |||
:::''emergency services.'' | |||
<B><U>SC.63 EXT. SPACE (COMPUTER GENERATED: NO VIDEO) </B></U> | |||
''As the ship changes attitude, firing its ion thrusters to '' | |||
''push it down into the planet's gravity well. It drops away '' | |||
''from POV at speed.'' | |||
:::::''HERMES CONTROL (VO)'' | |||
::: ''RD eight one two six, confirming '' | |||
::: ''emergency services on standby, '' | |||
::: ''ingress path three five to Ilij '' | |||
::: ''port is being cleared for you, '' | |||
::: ''expect docking tractor shortly...'' | |||
''<B><U>SC,64 EXT. HERMES UPPER ATMQSPHERE (COMPUTER GENERAZED: </B></U>'' | |||
''<B><U>::::NO VIDEO) </B></U>'' | |||
''Re-entry: the ship's shields glowing as they divert the heat '' | |||
''from the ship itself. It noses down and streaks past POV.'' | |||
::::: ''COMPUTER'' | |||
::: ''Losing attitudes, Hermes control,'' | |||
::: ''approach will be on ions only...'' | |||
::::: ''HERMES APPROACH CONTROL '' | |||
::: ''Understood, RD, emergency personnel '' | |||
::: ''advised, abort landing to cradle, '' | |||
::: ''skirt markers on...'' | |||
<B><U>''SC.65 EXT. HERMES LOWER ATMOSPHERE (COMPUTER GENERATED: </B></U>'' | |||
::::''<B><U>NO VIDEO) </B></U>'' | |||
''The ship is coming in at an angle which is very "flat" '' | |||
''compared to the planet, so that the atmosphere will soak up a '' | |||
''lot of the ship's speed. The shields are still diverting '' | |||
''heat away from it.'' | |||
''<B><U>SC. 66 EXT. HERMES SPACEPORT - HIGH ANGLE (COMPUTER </B></U>'' | |||
''<B><U>::::GENERATED: NQ vIDEco </B></U>'' | |||
''As the ship plummets down toward it --'' | |||
''<B><U>SC.67 CLOSER - THE SPACEPORT'S BLAST SKIRT (COMPUTER</B></U>'' | |||
''<B><U>::::GENERATED: NO VIDEO) </B></U>'' | |||
''The ship skims down toward it. Now the ion drivers come on, '' | |||
''a great flat splash of light and power under the ship's '' | |||
''bottom surface.'' | |||
''<B><U>SC.68 LOW ANGLE - FROM THE BLAST SKIRT (COMPUTER</B></U>'' | |||
''<B><U>::::GENERATED: NO VIDEO)</B></U>'' | |||
''The ship comes crashing in, onto the cushion of energy '' | |||
''produced by its iondrivers. The effect is as of someone '' | |||
''skidding along the ground on a large thick mattress.'' | |||
''<B><U>SC.69 WIDER ( COMPUTER GENERATED : NO SIDED) </U></B>'' | |||
''The emergency services are waiting for it -- vehicles '' | |||
''hovering ready to either side of the ship's approach path: '' | |||
''between them, a big glowing field stretched like a net, to '' | |||
''catch the crashing ship.'' | |||
''<B><U>SC.70 FROM BEHIND THE "NET" ( COMPUTER GENERATED : NO</B></U>'' | |||
''::::<B><U>VIDEO)</B></U> '' | |||
''The crashing ship, already slowed by its iondrivers, plows '' | |||
''into the "net" and comes to a halt. It does the cradle some '' | |||
''damage.'' | |||
''<B><U>SC.71 INT. ARRIS'S SHIP (COMPUTER GENERATED: NO VIDEO) </B></U>'' | |||
:::::''COMPUTER'' | |||
:::''Landing sequence complete.'' | |||
:::''Shutting failed systems'' | |||
:::''down. Damage status report:'' | |||
:::''landing has damaged this ship'' | |||
:::''past 709d repair-salvage make/break '' | |||
:::''ratio. Please evacuate.'' | |||
''<B><U>SC.72 GAME ONLY - (COMPUTER GENERATED: NOT</B></U>'' | |||
''<B><U>::::VIDEO) </B></U>'' | |||
''(Normal gameflow starts here, showing the interior of the '' | |||
''spaceport, including the data booths and accesses. When the '' | |||
''player clicks on them:)'' | |||
</tt></blockquote> | </tt></blockquote> | ||
Revision as of 23:01, 8 October 2023
2_S | |
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Production | Privateer 2: The Darkening |
Type | Main Plot |
Series | Introduction |
Disc | CD1 |
Run Time | 6m41s |
Previous | CREDIT_S |
Next | SINN_S |
2_S is a live action cutscene from Privateer 2: The Darkening. It is part of the introductory series of cutscenes. It follows CREDIT_S and is followed by SINN_S. It shows the assassination attempt on Lev Arris at Crius Hospital.
- Download: 2_S.mp4
Transcript
FREVEL: Ser Arris, if you can hear me, blink. Excellent. I think our patient's coming around, Douglas. You've been in an accident, Ser. Your ship crashed while landing here on Crius. Luckily you were in a cryopod at the time so your injuries weren't extensive.
ARRIS: Accident? How?
FREVEL: We'll deal with that later. Our first job is to get you back on your feet. You need to stay with us for some rehab, it's plenty of time.
ARRIS: Yeah, but I don't remember... anything. What ship? What's happening?
FREVEL: The Canera, Ser Arris. We know that's your name from your cryopod. It may take a while for your memory to return. In the mean time, just relax. Everything's going to be fine.
--
COMPUTER: Exercise...
FREVEL: And how's Ser Arris this morning?
ARRIS: He's okay.
COMPUTER: Gyro session commencing.
ARRIS: I just wish he would tell me who he was.
FREVEL: We'll get your memory back eventually.
ARRIS: Do you talk to all your patients as though they were children, Dr. Frevel, or is it just me?
FREVEL: I'm sorry. We find that usually people in your condition appreciate a gentle approach.
ARRIS: Yeah, well I'm not usual people.
FREVEL: No, I don't believe you are. We wouldn't normally divulge this information to patients but we did a record search on you and it wasn't good.
ARRIS: Make my day. I'm a mass-murderer.
FREVEL: I wouldn't joke about that if I were you. You could be almost anything. Prior to two weeks ago, you don't exist. Either someone's erased your records or else there was an accident in your home planet's data net.
ARRIS: My home planet. Geez, where is home? Where's my family? Do I have a family? Am I married? Do I have children? Who the hell am I, Doctor Frevel?
FREVE: It'll come, Lev. This is all quite normal with trauma sustained in cryo.
COMPUTER: Gyro ending.
ARRIS: Just how long was I in that icebox for?
FREVEL: We're still working on that. But you could afford to stay in one for as long as you liked.
ARRIS: Meaning?
FREVEL: Meaning one thing that did come down from your data check, your account. Only registered about a week ago. You have an exceptionally attractive credit rating, Ser Arris.
Arris: Nice.
COMPUTER: Gyro session commencing, please stand clear.
ARRIS: If only it wasn't overdrawn in the memory bank.
--
NURSE: Can I help you, Sers?
ASSASSIN #1: We're looking for Ser Lev Arris.
NURSE: He's in physio at the moment. Can I ask who wants him?
ASSASSSIN #1: New Crius Examiner. We're here to interview him about the Canera crash.
NURSE: His consultant would have to clear it first.
ASSASSIN #2: Clear this, Mister Nurse.
NURSE: Argh!
ASSASSIN #1: You know something? I think I could really get to enjoy this journalism thing.
--
FREVEL: Cryo-associated memory loss may take months to resolve itself. But when it does some patients are a little disappointed. The reality of someone's past often fails to match up to what they'd imagined it might be.
ARRIS: Right now I'd settle for disappointment.
FREVEL: You may have to. In time your memory is likely to recover completely.
ARRIS: But how do I know that? How will I ever be sure there's not one more nasty little memory just waiting to jump me?
COMPUTER: Gyro session.ending.
--
ASSASSIN #3: I like hospitals. So clean. So sterile.
ASSASSIN #4: Getting all hot and bothered, huh?
ASSASSIN #3: I never get hot. Nor bothered.
RECEPTIONIST: Yes, Serras?
ASSASSIN #3: We're here to visit a man. I mean, a friend who is a man. Ser Lev Arris.
RECEPTIONIST: 5A, Serras. First line walk on your left. Follow the... huh.
--
FREVEL: Try and take it easy for the time being. If you overstress yourself it could only prolong the problem.
AUTOPILOT: Rear door locked. Autopilot activate. Course two, go, go.
Characters
Speaking
- Lev Arris
- Female Space Communications (v.o.)
- Canera Captain
- Raj ("Canera Helmsman")
- Canera Communications Officer
Non-Speaking
Ships
25th Anniversary
On May 20, 2020, Privateer 2: The Darkening director Steve Hilliker released The Darkening 25th Anniversary Restoration which featured footage restored from Betacam tapes. The footage has been edited down into a cinema cut but where available it is of much higher quality than the game's files. 1_S is cut down and appears slightly later as a flashback in the 25th Anniversary Restoration cut.
- Download: ANNIVERSARY_Hilliker_Cut.mp4
Betacam
A pair of Betacam SP tapes recovered from Digital Anvil have provided high quality versions of much of Privateer 2: The Darkening's Main Plot. These cuts are not final and digital effects are missing.
- Download: 1_S-Priv2-betacam-roughcut.mp4
Images
Marketing
Behind the Screens
Press
Storyboards
A collection of Privateer 2 Storyboards has been provided by Joe Garrity of the Origin Museum. They cover the Main Plot cutscenes.
Script
A Diane Duane's The Darkening Script Draft 7 used during the game's shooting has been provided by Erin Roberts.
SC.17 BURN IN TITLES
Slowly, as titles run, the background can be seen to be lightening from black. Vague forms (toward the end of titles) can occasionally be seen moving in it, but all in shades of black and white and grey. The muffled SFX: SOUND OF VOICES starts to be audible as well. The background beneath it fills in: becoming very white and bright, and other color fills itself in as well. Plainly this is a hospital. The face resolves itself into that of a DOCTOR (female).
- DOCTOR
- Ser Arris? If you can hear me, blink.
She shines a hand-light into camera. Picture BLINKS, going black, for a spilt second. Doctor smiles. She has a slightly Idoctorish' condescending tone.
- DOCTOR CONT
- Exellent. I think our patient's
- coming round, Douglas.
DOUGLAS, a nurse, joins her in shot. They both look down AT CAMERA.
- DOCTOR CONT
- You've been in an accident, Ser. Your
- ship crashed while landing here, on
- Crius. Luckily you were in a cryopod
- at the time so your injuries weren't
- extensive...
SC.18 NEW ANGLECLOSE on the awakened patient's face. This is LEV ARRIS, (or at least that's the name of the manufactured identity he's been found with): He is the central character of the game. He blinks at the doctor and nurse who are leaning over him, taking his pulse, etc.
- ARRIS
- (Confused)
- Accident? How...?
- DOCTOR
- We'll deal with that later. Ou: first
- job is to get you back on your feet.
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- THE DARKENING main game sequence, draft 7 -- page 8
- DOCTOR (CONT)
- You'll stay with us for rehab.
- There's plenty of....
- ARRIS
- (Interrupting, rising panic)
- But I don't remember. Anything.
- What ship?
- DOCTOR
- The Canera. Ser Arris - we know
- that's your name from your cryopod -
- it may take a while for your memory
- to return. In the meantime, just relax.
- Everything's going to be fine.
SC.19 ANOTHER ANGLEFavoring Arris. His face works a little as he tries to remember anything at all.
- DOCTOR
- That's not surprising. It may
- take a while. You'll need to
- stay with us for a while, for some
- rehab. There's plenty of time.
The Doctor pats Arris's hand and leaves the nurse with him: the nurse gets busy with some equipment, etc. CAMERA PUSHES IN ON ARRIS as he pushes up in the bed a little, looks at his surroundings. There's an uncomfortable, wondering look about him....
- CUT TO:
SC.20 EXT. CRIUS. DAY - ESTABLISHING (COMPUTER GENERATED
- : NO VIDEO)
A good look at the planet under daylight. A nice-looking place. CAMERA PUSHES IN on the big medical center where Arris is being treated. Various skycraft come and go.
PUSH IN on part of the medical center, a solarium-cum- exercise area. This is elevated five or six storeys above ground level, and there's a railed, open terrace outside it.
SC.21 INT. SOLARIUMVarious PEOPLE working on pieces of rehab equipment. We PAN past them and CAMERA HOLDS on Arris, working on something like a treadmill (except it's recessed right into the floor, with just a small T-bar for him to hold onto as he walks). The DOCTOR comes up beside him.
- DOCTOR
- And how's Ser Arris this morning?
- ARRIS
- He's okay. I just wish he
- would tell me who he was.
- DOCTOR
- (She finds Arris amusing)
- We'll get our memory back eventually.
- ARRIS
- Do you talk to all your patients
- though they were children, Doctor
- Frevel? Or is it just me?
- DOCTOR
- (Taken aback)
- I'm sorry. We find that....usually
- people in your condition appreciate
- a....gentle approach.
- ARRIS
- Well I'm not usual people.
- DOCTOR
- (She looks at him differently)
- No. No, I don't believe you are.
- (Smiles, continues in a more
- natural tone)
- We wouldn't normally divulge this to
- patients....but we did a record search
- on you. It wasn't good.
SC.22 ARRIS. THE DOCTORArris steps off the treadmill, reaches for a towel, wipes sweat away.
- ARRIS
- Make my day. I'm a mass murderer?
- DOCTOR
- I wouldn't joke about that. You could
- be almost anything. Prior to two weeks
- ago, you don't exist. Either someone's
- erased your records...or there was an
- accident in your home planet's data net.
- ARRIS
- My home planet? Jeez, where is home?
- Where's my family? Do I have a family?
SC.23 WIDER
- ARRIS
- Am I married? Do I have children?
- Who the hell am I Dr. Frevel?
- DOCTOR
- (compassionate)
- It'll come Lev. This is all quite normal
- with trauma sustained in cryo.
- ARRIS
- Just how long was I in that icebox for?
SC.24 ANOTHER ANGLEAs they walk toward one side of the solarium, where there's a mirrored wall: other patients are using it to help them work out.
- DOCTOR
- We're still working on that.
- (slight humor)
- But you could afford to stay in one
- for as long you liked.
- ARRIS
- Meaning?
- DOCTOR
- Meaning one thing did come down with
- the data check. Your account, only
- registered about a week ago. You have
- an exceptionally...attractive credit
- rating Ser Arris.
SC.25 CLOSER - THE TWO OF THEMAs they come up in front of the mirror. Arris looks closely at himself. A good-looking man, now fit again, in his late twenties...but with eyes haunted by the lack of self- knowledge.
- ARRIS
- Nice. If only I wasn't overdrawn
- at the memory bank, huh?
- CUT TO:
SC.26 INT. HOSPITAL RECEPTION AREA -- DAYTwo neatly-dressed men with satchels come to the main desk. One is looking around him alertly, as if watching the other man's back. The receptionist at the desk looks up at them.
- RECEPTIONIST
- Yes?
- FIRST ASSASSIN
- It's new right?
The receptionist doesn't quite understand. She smiles. First Assassin leans on the desk, looking at her hair, like a professional.
- FIRST ASSASSIN
- The hair style. I love it.
- RECEPTIONIST
- (Touching hair, thrown off-
- balance but flattered)
- Oh, it's fairly new I suppose...
- FIRST ASSASSIN
- It's perfect. I do a little....
- fashion reporting, you know, when
- I ain't covering more serious stuff..
- RECEPTIONIST
- Are you guys...journalists?
- FIRST ASSASSIN
- (To second Assassin)
- Brains as well as beauty.
- FIRST ASSASSIN (CONT)
- (To Receptionist)
- We're with the New Crius Examiner.
- Here to interview a Ser Lev Arris.
- Is he around?
The Receptionist seems a little unsure. First Assassin gives her a winning smile.
- RECEPTIONIST
- I'll just check.
SC.27 CLOSERFrom her side of the desk. She looks up at them.
- RECEPTIONIST
- Section five A, gentlemen. First
- slidewalk on your left, follow
- the beacon.
A little green "tinkerbell" light pops up out of the surface of her desk, hangs in the air in front of the men, wobbles a little as if to get their attention, then heads off and OUT OF SHOT. As they leave
- RECEPTIONIST
- (Coy)
- See you.
- FIRST ASSASSIN
- (Winking at her)
- Not unless I see you first.
They follow the light OUT OF SHOT.
SC.28 WIDERAs they go after the light. The SECOND ASSASSIN continues to look around himself as they go, intent on making sure where every other person in the area is. The FIRST ASSASSIN forges on ahead, speaking softly into a device like a tiny cellphone, with the other man following.
- SECOND ASSASSIN
- (Unimpressed)
- Fashion reporting?
- FIRST ASSASSIN
- I thought it was a nice touch.
- SECOND ASSASSIN
- Yeah, well we'll get a nice touch
- from Rhinehart if your flirting
- screws things up.
- FIRST ASSASSIN
- It ain't flirting. It was just adding
- a little color to the performance.
SC.29 INT. SOLARIUM - DAYArris and the Doctor again.
- DOCTOR
- Cryo-associated memory loss can take
- months to resolve itself...but when
- it does some patients are a little..
- disappointed. The reality of someone's
- past often fails to match up to what
- they imagined it might be.
- ARRIS
- Right now I'd settle for disappointment.
SC.30 ANOTHER ANGLEArris starts pulling on his clothes over his workout gear.
- DOCTOR
- You may have to. In time your memory
- is likely to recover completely.
- ARRIS
- But how will I know that? How will
- I ever be sure that there's not one
- more nasty little memory...just
- waiting to jump me?
- CUT TO:
5C.31 INT. WARD RECEPTION AREA - DAYThe green light zips up to the reception desk, glows, then vanishes. The nurse at the desk looks up at the two men who approach.
- NURSE
- Can I help you?
- FIRST ASSASSIN
- We're looking for Ser Lev Arris.
- NURSE
- He's in physio at the moment. Who
- shall I say wants him?
- FIRST ASSASSIN
- New Crius Examiner. We're here to
- interview him about the Canera crash.
- NURSE
- His consultant will have to clear it
- first--
SC.32 ANOTHER ANGLEAs the two men pull out blasters and level them at the nurse.
- SECOND ASSASSIN
- Clear this, Mister Nurse.
The nurse opens his mouth to shout. Before he gets a chance, they blast him, and he collapses over the desk like a limp doll. SFX: SUBDUED WEAPONS NOISE, a sound like the buzz of many angry wasps.
After they blow him away...
- FIRST ASSASSIN
- (Grinning)
- You know something...I think I
- could really get to enjoy this
- journalism thing.
The two men hurry off in the direction of the solarium.
- CUT TO:
SC.33 INT, HOSPITAL RECEPTION AREA - DAYAs before: same receptionist. A THIRD and FOURTH ASSASSIN talk among themselves as they approach.
- THIRD ASSASSIN
- I like hospitals. They're so clean.
- So...sterile.
- FOURTH
- Getting all hot and bothered, huh?
- THIRD
- (shooting her a withering look)
- I never get hot. Nor bothered.
They've reached the desk.
- RECEPTIONIST
- Yes, serras?
- THIRD ASSASSIN
- We're here to visit a man. I mean, a
- friend, who's a man. Ser Lev Arris.
- RECEPTIONIST
- My, he's popular today.
SC.34 CLOSERAs another little light, blue this time, pops up out of the desk and heads off slowly.
- FOURTH ASSASSIN
- Popular?
In the midst of the next speech they exchange glances, head hurriedly after the blue light.
- RECEPTIONIST
- A couple of reporters just went
- through. Five-A, sers, first slidewalk
- on your left, follow the --
- (realizes she's talking to empty air)
- Oh.
SC.35 WIDERThey run down the slidewalk, jostling people. The light heads after them, trying rather pathetically to keep up.
- CUT TO:
SC.36 INT. SOLARIUM - DAYFavoring the doctor and Arris, as they step away from the mirror.
- DOCTOR
- Well...take it easy for the time
- being. If you overstress yourself,
- you may prolong the problem --
She looks up in surprise, and then Arris does, at the SFX: COMMOTION OF VOICES near the main doors to the solarium. Behind her (and totally unnoticed by her and Arris), a largish scoutship-type craft is rising above the terrace level beyond the doors to the outside.
SC.37 ANGLE ON THE SOLARIUM WINDOWS - THE SHIPIt pauses -- then BLASTS the outer structure of the solarium with some kind of force weapon, blowing a large hole in it. Glass scatters inward, people start to run in all directions, screaming.
SC.38 ON THE DOORSAs the two men who have just shot the nurse burst in through the doors. People all around the solarium stare at them. Both of the men look around hurriedly at all the people -- then one of them sees the Doctor and Arris, points. The other follows his gesture, points his gun at them: so does the first. They FIRE.
SC.39 CLOSE - ARRIS AND THE DOCTORA blast from one of the weapons hits the doctor in the forehead, damaging her as messily as possible for the optimum for the game. She falls OUT OF SHOT. Arris stares as she goes down -- then looks up and dives sideways, also OUT OF SHOT. A beam from a blaster stitches through the air where his head just was.
SC.40 WIDERArris rolls and rolls in an attempt to avoid the beams lancing out at him. Several hit the floor as he rolls, but don't damage it --
SC.41 ANOTHER ANGLEThe First Man takes more careful aim, fires --
SC.42 ON ARRISA beam hits him as he's scrambling to his feet. He stares in horror as it hits his chest -- but this is a stun. Arris crumples to his knees, almost unconscious. The two attackers run INTO SHOT and grab him under the arms, haul him away.
SC.43 WIDERHe struggles feebly with them, but to no avail. They haul him toward the hole in the windows which leads to the outdoor terrace: in the air over the terrace, their "getaway" craft is hovering gently. One of them points a remote control at it: its door slides open.
SC.44 EXT. TERRACE
They're out the doors now. They haul him toward the waiting craft, into it.
SC.45 CLOSER ON THE SHIP DOORArris is bundled forward and out of sight. Then one of the men comes out, jumps down to ground level again, looking around him warily --
- FIRST MAN
- Uhhh !
He collapses to his knees, staring at the large burn hole which has appeared in his chest.
SC.46 WIDER
He pitches forward. His companion, in the ship, ducks behind one side of the open door as more shots come sleeting past: peers out.
SC.47 ON THE HOLE INTO THE SOLARIUMTwo other assassins -- the second pair whom we saw enter the hospital -- are shooting at the remaining man of the first pair.
SC.48 BACK TO ANGLE - THE SHIPThe man still inside it leans out a bit, fires at the others.
SC.49 ANGLE FROM INSIDE THE SHIPArris, dumped unconscious in the pilot's seat. In b.g. the remaining man fires at his attackers: they return fire. Sparks and SFX: RICOCHETS all over the place.
SC.50 THE SINGLE MANFrom outside. Still firing -- he leans out too far. Various shots miss him -- one doesn't: he falls out of the ship, mortally wounded.
SC.51 CLOSER - THE WOUNDED MAN. ON THE IERRACEHis small cellphone-looking remote has fallen a little distance from him. He hauls himself along to it -- reaches out a shaking hand -- grabs it -- brings it up to lips now frothing blood. Behind him, we can see the door of the ship closing in reaction to his command.
- FIRST MAN
- Door seal. Lock. Autopilot --
- activate -- preset course two --
- go, go, go -- !
The remote falls from his hand: his eyes glaze over, wide open. He's dead. SFX: ENGINE SCREAM from behind.
SC.52 WIDERThe ship lifts up out of its cradle, soars up horizontally for a few seconds: then its nose tilts up and its rear jets light. It accelerates powerfully up into the atmosphere, swiftly diminishing.
SC.53 BACK TO ANGLE,- THE DEAD MAN WITH THE REMOTECAMERA HOLDS ON HIM as we hear SFX of APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS. Booted feet walk INTO SHOT. One boot nudges the man, turns him over.
SC.54 ASSASSINS THREE AND FOURLooking down at the corpse, their weapons drawn.
- THIRD ASSASSIN
- A clean, surgical strike, that was
- our brief, wasn't it?
- FOURTH
- The Old Man's gonna go ballistic.
The 'dead man' groans a little...the last glimmer of life...
Third Assassin methodically puts one more blast into him: then another, a strange SMILE coming over her face...
Then she looks up...
SC.55 WIDE - THE TWO MEN. THE SKYAs the escaping ship vanishes from sight in the high stratosphere.
- THIRD ASSASSIN
- There goes my beautiful career.
They turn and walk OUT OF SHOT. CAMERA HOLDS
- CUT TO:
SC.56 INT. ARIUS'S SHIP (COMPUTER GENERATED: NO VIDEO)Dark except for the telltales of the ship's computer and control panel, and the starlight outside the front windows. FADE IN SFX: SHIP'S COMPUTER as it speaks: a female voice, growing more urgent.
- COMPUTER
- There is a critical condition in
- the D-space anomaly. Drop-out
- is imminent. -- There is a
- critical condition in the D-space
- anomaly. Drop-out is imminent.
- Pilot intervention is required.
- ARRIS (VO)
- -- Where are we?
- COMPUTER
- The question is not answerable
- in terms of physical location,
- since this vessel is irrelevant.
- We will emerge from D - space within
- approach distance of planet Hermes
- within three point five minutes.
- (beat)
- Diagnostics show a catastrophic
- failure in the gravitic shell
- which will render the D-drive
- inoperable after emergence. Repair
- will require the services of an
- authorized 'Arstan' dealer, or other
- facility equipped to UTRA standard.
SC.57 INT. SHIP (COMPUTER GENERATED: NO VIDEO) -
- VIEW THROUGH THE FRONT VIEWPORT
There are (seemingly) no single stars out there: but there are many packages of six, each single point of faint light arranged on the vertices of a hexagon. Now, with a slight shuddering motion, they begin to converge --
SC.58 EXT. SHIP (COMPUTER GENERATED: NO VIDEO)As this convergence of stars starts happening all around it, the ship itself seems to start to flower out into a series of ghost images, six of them, radiating symmetrically outward from the body of the "central" craft. The image is somewhat like that of a flower opening.
The ghost-images of the ship continue to rotate outward from the "real" ship at their heart, until they reach the 90- degree point. At this point another "ship" appears at the heart of the "flower", a mirror image of the first one, and this one starts becoming more solid as the original one fades: while all around, the converging stars get brighter and brighter --
SC,59 EXT. SHIP - ANOTHER_ANGLE (COMPUTER GENERATED: NO
- VIDEO)
As the first image of the ship starts to fade away, while the other ships constituting the "petals" of the flower close in around the second, rotating "into" it. The stars converge, getting brighter and brighter -- and then fuse into a single blinding glare which whites out the screen --
SC.60 WIDER (COMPUTER GENERATED: NQ VIDEO)The "normal" stars reassert themselves, and a very bright star in far b. g., the sun of the Hermes star-system. In nearer b.g. is the planet Hermes itself. Six ghost-images of Arris's ship rotate into a central point with a slam of light and SEX: THUNDER,- leaving one ship, in normal space, and everything very quiet after all the ruckus.
SC.61 INT. SHIP
- COMPUTER
- Gravitational wave compression of
- nearest mass identifies it as planet
- Hermes.
- (beat)
- Anomaly envelope has failed. Local
- field suppressors have failed. These
- failures constitute a class two emergency.
- Automatic situation logics will now be
- implemented. Please secure yourself and
- prepare for emergency landing sequence.
SC. 62 InT. SHIP (COMPUTER GEBERATED: NO VIDEO)
- COMPUTER
- Default landing location is Ilij
- Spaceport. Advising Hermes
- approach control. Alerting
- emergency services.
SC.63 EXT. SPACE (COMPUTER GENERATED: NO VIDEO)As the ship changes attitude, firing its ion thrusters to push it down into the planet's gravity well. It drops away from POV at speed.
- HERMES CONTROL (VO)
- RD eight one two six, confirming
- emergency services on standby,
- ingress path three five to Ilij
- port is being cleared for you,
- expect docking tractor shortly...
SC,64 EXT. HERMES UPPER ATMQSPHERE (COMPUTER GENERAZED: ::::NO VIDEO)Re-entry: the ship's shields glowing as they divert the heat from the ship itself. It noses down and streaks past POV.
- COMPUTER
- Losing attitudes, Hermes control,
- approach will be on ions only...
- HERMES APPROACH CONTROL
- Understood, RD, emergency personnel
- advised, abort landing to cradle,
- skirt markers on...
SC.65 EXT. HERMES LOWER ATMOSPHERE (COMPUTER GENERATED:
- NO VIDEO)
The ship is coming in at an angle which is very "flat" compared to the planet, so that the atmosphere will soak up a lot of the ship's speed. The shields are still diverting heat away from it.
SC. 66 EXT. HERMES SPACEPORT - HIGH ANGLE (COMPUTER ::::GENERATED: NQ vIDEco
As the ship plummets down toward it --
SC.67 CLOSER - THE SPACEPORT'S BLAST SKIRT (COMPUTER ::::GENERATED: NO VIDEO)The ship skims down toward it. Now the ion drivers come on, a great flat splash of light and power under the ship's bottom surface.
SC.68 LOW ANGLE - FROM THE BLAST SKIRT (COMPUTER ::::GENERATED: NO VIDEO)
The ship comes crashing in, onto the cushion of energy produced by its iondrivers. The effect is as of someone skidding along the ground on a large thick mattress.
SC.69 WIDER ( COMPUTER GENERATED : NO SIDED)The emergency services are waiting for it -- vehicles hovering ready to either side of the ship's approach path: between them, a big glowing field stretched like a net, to catch the crashing ship.
SC.70 FROM BEHIND THE "NET" ( COMPUTER GENERATED : NO ::::VIDEO)The crashing ship, already slowed by its iondrivers, plows into the "net" and comes to a halt. It does the cradle some damage.
SC.71 INT. ARRIS'S SHIP (COMPUTER GENERATED: NO VIDEO)
- COMPUTER
- Landing sequence complete.
- Shutting failed systems
- down. Damage status report:
- landing has damaged this ship
- past 709d repair-salvage make/break
- ratio. Please evacuate.
SC.72 GAME ONLY - (COMPUTER GENERATED: NOT ::::VIDEO)(Normal gameflow starts here, showing the interior of the spaceport, including the data booths and accesses. When the player clicks on them:)