 
RISE OF THE KEK SCREENPLAY

by

John Joseph Burhop

SMASHWORDS EDITION

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Rise of The Kek

Copyright 2010 by John Joseph Burhop

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FADE IN:

INT. SCOUTSHIP - EARTH ORBIT

A small-framed humanoid sits in the spacecraft's tiny cockpit. He has four equidistant arms and four equidistant legs. An opposable thumb centers each of his nine-fingered hands. He is a CIDEBAN named PIREN.

A screen on the console displays STOCK FOOTAGE of human scientists splitting the first atom. A chronometer below it reads "1932"

A red light begins flashing, BEEPING. Piren activates a voice recorder.

PIREN

Cideban Scoutship Sol Three reporting.

Auto Return has activated. Earth year

1932. The humans have split their first

atom. First contact may be possible

sooner than we thought.

EXT. EARTH ORBIT

The scoutship rotates away from Earth, then darts off at incredible speed.

INT. SCOUTSHIP

The screen's image freezes in frame as the chronometer rapidly advances to "1975"

EXT. OUTER SPACE

PAN DOWN - CONTINUOUS

A speckled yellow moon rises into view. Communication and observation equipment protrude from its upper half.

Sport climbers are visible on its lower edge. Their clothing ranges from spacesuits to coveralls as we descend.

EXT. PLANET CIDEBA - DAY

We arrive at the moon's base, grounded on an ocean covered planet.

A storm cloud flickers in the distance.

ZOOM IN on storm cloud.

Four columns of fire BURST through its underside: Braking thrusters.

They illuminate a large spacecraft descending. Eight massive ribs surround its huge octagonal shell from bottom to top.

Lowering.

GROWING LOUDER.

Slowing.

The braking thrusters incinerate the landscape below.

The spacecraft touches down. It is a KEK SHIP.

Large spider-like aliens come swarming out of the ship in waves. They are eight feet in length with large, serrated mandibles and razor sharp claws. They are KEK.

ZOOM IN on a single Kek. It dips down with a slow, steady hunch.

It HISSES loudly before tackling and killing a fleeing Cideban.

The Kek flings the Cideban off to the side.

Two other Kek scurry over.

They perform a creepy dance above the body before devouring it violently.

The Kek ship begins MOANING, CREAKING.

Its ribs tear away from the top. They extend upward and outward in eight opposite directions. They arc over and come down hard into the scorched terrain.

The ribs become legs that hoist the central shell into the air.

The ship has transformed into a mobile mechanoid.

It lumbers clumsily toward a well protected facility.

A lame leg drags across the ground, carving a long scar through the facility's perimeter forest. The mechanoid advances unimpeded, snapping trees like twigs.

EXT. ABOVE PLANET CIDEBA

Piren's scoutship barrels into the system. It rapidly decelerates.

A barely visible beam pulls it down toward the planet's surface.

INT. HANGAR FIVE - PLANET CIDEBA - DAY

The beam is emanating from a small spacecraft docking port.

The scoutship is guided smoothly into it.

Piren looks around confusedly. He activates an intercom.

PIREN

Hello?

A SLIGHT TREMOR vibrates the docking port's support. Piren is startled by it. He grows visibly impatient.

A uniformed Cideban comes running into the hangar, waving all four arms above his head. He is GEDDEN.

GEDDEN

I'm coming, I'm coming.

Gedden rams a power cable into the side of the scoutship. He releases a pressure seal, then pushes up the canopy.

GEDDEN (CONT'D)

Welcome home, Commander Piren. I'm

Administrator Gedden.

PIREN

Protocol requires the presence of at

least two docking engineers for all

arriving scoutships.

(unbuckling from the seat)

What if the docking program-

GEDDEN

I'm sorry, sir. You were supposed to dock

in Hangar Six. Uh, we've got a slight

emergency on our hands.

PIREN

What kind of emergency?

Gedden waves Piren over to a computer terminal near the hangar's entrance.

Piren climbs out of the cockpit while Gedden codes in.

A contour map of the planet's surface displays. More than a hundred red pixels flash over its full range. INTRUDER ALERT displays prominently across the screen.

GEDDEN

The Kek captured one of our scoutships

and were able to reverse engineer its

NEUTRINO DRIVE.

PIREN

(referring to the red pixels)

Those are all Kek ships?

GEDDEN

I'm afraid so. We received an emergency

transmission from the pilot just before

he was captured. It revealed that the Kek

have been spinning out spacecraft at an

alarming rate.

PIREN

How did they breach the orbital defense

net?

GEDDEN

They caught us completely off guard.

Their ships' energy signatures matched

those of early model scoutships. We have

older ships coming in all the time.

A MORE POWERFUL TREMOR rattles the hangar.

PIREN

Is that the Kek?

GEDDEN

Must be.

Piren scowls at Gedden.

Gedden Pulls Piren out the door.

EXT. LAUNCH FACILITY - PLANET CIDEBA - DAY

The Kek mechanoid approaches from just outside the facility's perimeter.

Piren is struggling to match Gedden's stride as they run toward a nearby hangar.

PIREN

Where are we going?

GEDDEN

There's a Neutrino Drive in Hangar Six

that needs to be evacuated.

INT. HANGAR SIX - PLANET CIDEBA - DAY

They scramble into the hangar.

Gedden enters a code on a wall safe. He pops it open.

He retrieves a rectangular block of metal approximately one foot long. A small circular hole runs through its length. It is a Neutrino Drive Engine.

Gedden thrusts the engine into a carry bag.

Piren snatches the bag from him.

They scoot out the door.

EXT. LAUNCH FACILITY - DAY

They race back toward Hangar Five.

The mechanoid is now inside the facility's perimeter.

Its lame leg drags across the ground, launching huge chunks of rock and soil into the air with distant, slow motion arcs.

Fodder rains on several nearby hangars.

Another leg IMPACTS the ground.

Piren nearly falls.

INT. HANGAR FIVE - DAY

Gedden and Piren enter the hangar.

Piren climbs into his scoutship. He nestles the carry bag behind the pilot's seat.

PIREN

(buckling in)

What are you going to do?

GEDDEN

Don't worry about me. Just resume your

mission to Earth. That satisfies the

evacuation order. Warning beacons were

sent to all Class Three worlds. That

means Earth has already been warned.

Gedden yanks out the power cable. Pulls down the canopy. Seals it. Waves Piren out.

A Kek emerges from a dark corner of the hangar and engulfs Gedden.

Another Kek quickly cocoons itself to the scoutship without Piren's knowledge.

EXT. ABOVE LAUNCH FACILITY - DAY

Piren's ship ascends.

Three Kek mechanoids are visible in the surrounding terrain.

EXT. CIDEBA ORBIT

Laser pulses BURST from the defense satellites.

Piren's ship rises between them, then accelerates out into space.

INT. SCOUTSHIP

Images of Earth's technological advancements flood onto the screen as the EARTH chronometer rapidly advances to 2018.

The scoutship arrives in Earth orbit.

Piren taps into a satellite signal. He conducts a query.

An image of a book appears. It reads: "THE E.T. SIGNAL OF 2018 BY ALEC STRICKLAND."

The COMPUTER begins reading it aloud:

COMPUTER

Little is known about the transmission

received from 58 Eridani...

EXT. ALEC'S HOUSE - DAY

CAPTION: Southern Wisconsin, April 14, 2018

Springtime.

The house is small, rustic. It sits on a long, dirt road. Vast fields of young corn surround it.

An AIRCAR hovers clumsily into the end of its long, gravel driveway. Its four

turbofans WHINE unnervingly.

Rocks pelt the front of the house.

INT. LIVING ROOM - ALEC'S HOUSE - DAY

ALEC STRICKLAND, 21, handsome, healthy, spots the aircar through the living room window.

ALEC

STEVE's here.

Alec spies Steve, 20, stocky, beer belly, through a slit in blinds.

KRISTIN, 19, athletic, brunette, enters the living room.

She places a snack tray and an ashtray on the glass top coffee table.

Alec flings the front door open just as Steve is preparing to knock.

ALEC (CONT'D)

Can I help you?

STEVE

There are rumors of a wild party at this

locale, sir. I'll need to inspect the

premises for beautiful women.

Steve pushes politely past Alec into the house.

He pulls a bottle of JACK DANIELS from a paper sack in his hand, and then drops down on the couch. He takes a long drink from the bottle.

ALEC

I still can't believe you bought that

thing. Didn't anyone you that aircars

were banned from public roads in 2016?

STEVE

Let's see. They're loud, dangerous, and

illegal. Sounds perfect to me.

KRISTIN

I've got to hand it to you Steve, at

least you're consistent.

Steve lights a cigarette.

He slumps forward and begins sampling from the snack tray.

Alec moves into the kitchen.

ALEC

Hey Steve. Think fast.

Alec tosses a bottle of beer to Steve. It sails over the coffee table.

Kristin watches in horror.

Steve catches it smoothly before guzzling half of it down in one long gulp. He then belches loudly.

ALEC (CONT'D)

Another?

Kristin shoots Alec a glance.

Steve finishes the beer, then nods to Alec.

STEVE

Hit me.

Alec retrieves two more beers and a pours a glass of wine for Kristin.

He rejoins them in the living room.

STEVE (CONT'D)

So, ten million copies, huh? I still

can't believe it.

ALEC

Either can I. There's nothing like

turning an old research paper into a best

selling book in three days. Thank god for

eBooks. It definitely pays to be first.

KRISTIN

The alien signal totally dominated the

news. Talk about free publicity.

ALEC

Most of my book is about the history and

evolution of radio astronomy. Very little

of it actually covers the signal itself.

The government hasn't told us anything

about its content.

KRISTIN

Yeah. Tell the world that we've received

an intelligent, extraterrestrial signal

and then try to bury it.

ALEC

They claim to still be

(quoting with four fingers)

deciphering it.

STEVE

Our government at work. Hiding the truth

as usual.

ALEC

It's pretty weird that the signal was

transmitted on a secure government

frequency. I mean, how would they know?

STEVE

How would who know? Where did it come

from?

ALEC

58 Eridani. It's a star about forty three

light years away.

STEVE

(raising his beer)

To The E.T. Signal of 2018 by Alec

Strickland.

They clink clumsily. Race to the bottoms of their drinks.

Kristin wins. She rises victoriously. Moves into the kitchen.

KRISTIN

(with an exaggerated slur)

Another round, boys?

STEVE

Sure.

Kristin reenters the living room. Hands them each a beer, then drops into a recliner.

Steve grabs his beer and stands up.

STEVE (CONT'D)

Come on. I want to show you two the

aircar.

KRISTIN

You guys go ahead. I'm pretty comfy at

the moment.

Alec and Steve head outside.

EXT. DRIVEWAY - ALEC'S HOUSE - DAY

A 1975 CADILLAC pulls in behind the sloppily parked aircar lying at the top of the driveway.

The Cadillac's driver side window lowers. The driver is a scrawny, red headed, pale, freckled faced girl. She is TARA.

TARA

(to Steve)

You bought an aircar?

STEVE

Look whose talking, Miss gas guzzler.

TARA

Where's your little brother?

STEVE

JEREMY will be by later.

ALEC

I didn't expect to see you here tonight?

TARA

Kristin invited me.

ALEC

You're driving a Cadillac? I thought you

were an environmentalist?

TARA

I think I've earned a little leeway.

They all enter the house.

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

The party is in full swing. Fifteen guests are present.

Jeremy, 18, small build, is conversing with Tara.

Alec scowls as he eyes Tara from across the room.

Steve is standing next to Alec.

TARA

The International Reforestation Coalition

has done more to improve the planet than

all the governments combined.

JEREMY

How do you figure?

TARA

In the last five years, we've planted

nearly a billion trees. Those trees

convert several million tons of carbon

dioxide into oxygen every year.

Tara notices Alec's displeasure. She smiles insincerely.

ALEC

I can't believe your brother is

interested in Tara. All she ever talks

about is the INRC.

STEVE

She's easy and he's eighteen. It ain't

rocket science, Alec.

JEREMY

How much carbon dioxide is released into

the atmosphere by a single tree?

TARA

Trees filter carbon dioxide out of the

atmosphere, not into it. Other plants

help, but trees do the most.

JEREMY

I thought that plankton and oceanic

absorption filtered out most of the

carbon dioxide.

TARA

Well, the ocean does act as a sink for

carbon dioxide...

JEREMY

I'm just messing with you, Tara.

Tara's eyes shift. Something triggers in her brain. She looks at Jeremy with a sudden flare of contempt.

TARA

You're mocking me!

JEREMY

Come on Tara, I was just having a little

fun. Without you guys, there would be a

billion less trees in the world.

TARA

Don't patronize me. Do you realize that

carbon dioxide now constitutes nearly two

percent of our present atmosphere? It's

supposed to be less than one.

JEREMY

Listen Tara, the INRC's great, we all

know that, but everyone in the world is

sick of hearing about them. I realize

you're a first year member and all, but

give it a rest, already.

Tara looks over at Alec who is still scowling at her.

TARA

You're right, Jeremy. Thank you for being

so honest.

Tara leans in and kisses Jeremy.

Jeremy glances over at Alec.

Alec glances back, obviously impressed.

FADE OUT.

FADE IN to darkened living room. The party's over.

Alec is standing in his open bathrobe.

Kristin is cleaning up.

She notices a cigarette burn on the leaf of a potted spider plant. She grimaces at the burn before tearing the leaf from the plant.

She shuffles over to Alec. Kisses him softly on the lips. Runs her finger down his chest.

She slips the leaf inside the front of his briefs, then stumbles into the bedroom.

ALEC

I'll be there in a minute. I need to

check my email real quick.

KRISTIN

Okay. But if I'm asleep when you get in

bed, tough luck.

ALEC

Understood.

EXT. BACK PORCH - ALEC'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Alec sits down at the computer.

A distant light catches the corner of his eye. It is far out in the cornfield.

The light descends into the field and disappears from sight.

Alec pulls on a pair of shoes and heads toward it.

EXT. CORNFIELD - NIGHT

Alec arrives at Piren's scoutship.

Something RUSTLES nearby.

A open cocoon is visible on the ship's hull.

A small doorway suddenly opens.

Alec peers inside before stepping through.

INT. SCOUTSHIP - NIGHT

The outer door suddenly closes behind Alec.

An interior door whisks open.

Piren is sitting behind a small table. He waves Alec in.

Alec enters bravely.

A virtual screen hovers behind Piren. An image of Alec's book is displayed on it.

ALEC

Hello.

Piren forces a smile.

He directs his eyes toward Alec's end of the table.

Alec looks down.

A Neutrino Drive engine is sitting there. A small data crystal accompanies it.

ALEC (CONT'D)

What is it?

Piren points to the screen behind him. He struggles to speak.

PIREN

Is that you?

ALEC

Yes.

PIREN

I am Piren. That is a gift for your

future.

ALEC

I don't understand.

PIREN

I will show you.

The screen fades to darkness.

The inner door closes behind Alec.

The ship lurches.

Alec crouches to maintain his balance.

The screen now displays a receding Earth.

The Earth disappears into a sea of stars.

The sun moves blazingly into view, then recedes.

It quickly takes its place as a dim background star.

Familiar constellations creep inward.

Orion contorts itself in a slight, awkward rotation.

All at once, the stars grind to a halt.

The stars then begin a reverse migration.

Orion slips back into precise definition.

The distant sun grows brighter, then moves off to the side.

Earth approaches until it fills the screen.

Alec tightens. Holds his breath.

Another lurch. The air comes bellowing out of his lungs.

Both the inner and outer doors open.

Piren points to the Neutrino Drive.

He motions for Alec to leave the ship.

Alec picks up the drive, pockets the crystal, and then steps from the ship.

EXT. CORNFIELD - NIGHT

The corn is fully matured.

A blast of air hits Alec from above.

He looks up just in time to see the scoutship disappear into the sky.

He begins jogging toward the house.

EXT. BACKYARD - ALEC'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Alec enters the yard.

He looks around suspiciously, and then steps carefully onto the back porch.

He spots Kristin through a window. She is peeking through the curtains at him. She looks older, sadder.

She slowly opens the back door.

KRISTIN

Alec?

ALEC

I thought you were in bed?

She looks carefully at his face, his bathrobe.

KRISTIN

You're alive.

ALEC

Of course I'm alive. Are you all right?

KRISTIN

That's what you were wearing the night

you disappeared.

ALEC

I've been gone a half hour.

KRISTIN

You're scaring me, Alec.

Alec looks around the yard more closely.

He studies the house, then her face.

ALEC

What happened to you? Why is everything

so different?

KRISTIN

Why are you acting like nothing's wrong?

Where have you been all this time?

ALEC

I was out in the field.

KRISTIN

You disappear for three and a half years,

then show up in the middle of the night

to tell me you've been out in the field?

ALEC

Three and a half years? What's the date?

KRISTIN

It's September 12.

ALEC

September 12? What year is it?

KRISTIN

Come on Alec, It's 2021.

ALEC

What happened on April 14, 2018?

KRISTIN

That was the night you disappeared. This

isn't funny. Everyone thinks you're dead.

ALEC

Why would anyone think that?

KRISTIN

Be honest with me. Is there someone else?

ALEC

Someone else? No! In fact, you won't

believe what just happened to me.

KRISTIN

Don't change the subject. How could you

leave me without even saying goodbye? I

thought we were happy.

ALEC

Kristin, love of my life, I'm right here.

You know I would never leave you. You had

a bad dream or something. I'm freezing.

Can I come inside please?

KRISTIN

(after a pause)

Yes, of course.

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

They enter the living room and sit down on the couch.

ALEC

Check this out.

He offers her the Neutrino Drive.

She receives it cautiously. She looks it over, unimpressed, then sets it on the coffee table.

KRISTIN

What's this?

ALEC

I have no idea.

Kristin lowers her head, and then stands up.

KRISTIN

Please Alec, don't do this to me.

ALEC

Just hear me out.

Kristin sits back down.

ALEC (CONT'D)

After the party, I saw something out in

the field so I went to go check it out.

The next thing you know, I'm standing

face to face with an alien aboard his

spaceship.

KRISTIN

Alien, as in extraterrestrial?

ALEC

Yes. He took me into space for what

seemed like less than five minutes. After

that, he gave me this box and said it was

a gift for the future. I came back to the

house and that's when I saw you looking

at me through the window.

KRISTIN

I must admit, that's quite a story, even

for you. You honestly believe that you've

only been gone a half hour?

ALEC

I'm telling you this just happened. I

must have experienced time dilation. It's

the only explanation. Look at me. Do I

look three and a half years older to you?

KRISTIN

No, actually. In fact it was the first

thing I noticed when I saw you.

ALEC

I'm just as baffled as you, baby.

Whatever this thing is, it must be pretty

important.

Kristin picks up the Neutrino Drive. Examines it more closely.

She looks at Alec through the hole in its center.

KRISTIN

It's nothing but a block of metal with a

hole in it.

ALEC

He also gave me a data crystal. It'll

probably explain what it is.

Kristin starts to cry.

ALEC (CONT'D)

The last few years must have been hell

for you. I'm so sorry you had to go

through that.

KRISTIN

I had to file a missing persons report.

And then OLD MAN HUTCHINS' cattle started

disappearing. No one knew what to think.

They searched for your body for weeks.

ALEC

I've got to put this away.

Alec grabs the Neutrino Drive and moves into the bedroom.

INT. BEDROOM - ALEC'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Alec puts the Neutrino Drive in the closet.

Kristin is standing in the doorway.

ALEC

I can understand why you thought I left

you when they didn't find my body.

Kristin moves off. Then quickly returns.

She reaches inside Alec's robe, and then draws the elastic band of his briefs outward.

KRISTIN

It looks like I'm the one who found your

body.

ALEC

That's really creepy, Kristin.

She gently tucks the spider plant leaf into his briefs while flashing him a forgiving look.

Her eyes grow wide as she pulls two leaves out.

She immediately notices the cigarette burn on the second leaf.

KRISTIN

What's this?

ALEC

It's from the night of the party.

Remember?

KRISTIN

I can't even think right now. Please

Alec, don't ever leave me again.

ALEC

I never left you baby.

They kiss passionately and then drop onto the bed.

INT. GARAGE - ALEC'S HOUSE - DAY

Alec and Jeremy are studying a series of images on a computer.

The images are laid out like the panels in a comic book.

They show the Neutrino Drive being attached to a small vessel.

Several equations accompany the images.

JEREMY

Propulsion seems to be its only function.

It's an engine.

ALEC

That's what I thought. What are those

dots in the corner?

JEREMY

I'm pretty sure that's the constellation

Eridanus, and the highlighted star is 58

Eridani. It looks like this thing is pre-

programmed to go there once it's

activated.

ALEC

Seriously?

JEREMY

The instructions are pretty

straightforward. Attach this thing to an

airtight vessel, line it up on the

highlighted star, activate it, and bam,

you're off.

ALEC

Off to another star. Sure, no problem. I

was thinking about taking an interstellar

road trip anyway.

JEREMY

If I understand this correctly, you'll

accelerate to over ninety nine percent

the speed of light almost instantly.

ALEC

Wouldn't that kind of acceleration crush

me instantly?

JEREMY

The engine emits some kind of energy

field that cancels out the g-forces.

ALEC

What would I use for a ship?

JEREMY

I think a one man submersible would work.

You know, a SOLO SUBMARINE.

ALEC

Are you sure you understand all this

correctly?

JEREMY

Pretty sure, yeah.

ALEC

I wonder how much a solo submarine costs?

Alec opens a web browser, and then searches for solo submarine.

MONTAGE:

Alec and Jeremy compare various subs on the computer.

A sleek, ten foot long sub is delivered into Alec's garage.

Alec stocks it with food, water, and a change of clothes.

Jeremy and Kristin paint galaxies and planets on its hull.

Steve attaches a bracket to the side of the sub.

Alec secures the Neutrino Drive onto the bracket.

Jeremy covertly switches the alien data crystal with a crystal from his pocket.

INT. GARAGE - NIGHT

Alec, Kristin, Steve, and Jeremy are present.

STEVE

Do you really think this thing will fly?

ALEC

I think the engine will fly. Whether it

tears out of the bracket and sends my sub

hurtling into field is another matter.

STEVE

I doubled the torque requirement. It'll

hold.

JEREMY

Let's get this thing into the yard. We've

got clear skies and 58 Eridani is above

the horizon.

EXT. BACKYARD - NIGHT

Alec, Steve, and Jeremy drag the sub into the yard.

They rest it upright on a wooden ramp.

Kristin looks at it with amusement.

Alec retrieves the data crystal from the garage.

He tosses the crystal into the sub, and then lines up the Neutrino Drive's hole on 58 Eridani.

Steve pops off a small plate from a corner of the Drive with a squeeze of his thumb and index finger. A pull tab is revealed beneath it.

ALEC

Don't pull the activation tab until I

knock on the side three times.

STEVE

Don't worry, Alec. I'm just as nervous

about pulling the freakin' thing.

ALEC

Are you sure you don't want to come

along, Kristin?

KRISTIN

No thanks.

Alec kisses her passionately, then climbs into the sub.

He seals the hatch.

Kristin is giggling.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

Steve yanks out the tab.

The sub shoots into the sky.

Kristin is horrified.

INT. AIRCAR - DAWN

Steve struggles with the joystick.

Jeremy is in the passenger seat.

They're flying just a few feet above a cornfield.

The speedometer reads 80 mph.

Jeremy covertly produces a pill from his pocket and swallows it.

JEREMY

Kristin was pretty freaked out when the

sub disappeared. We talked until four in

the morning before she finally fell

asleep. I hope she's okay.

Steve is oblivious to Jeremy's concern for Kristin.

He retrieves a notebook from between the seats.

STEVE

Alec gave me permission to publish the

journal he kept since the encounter. I

can probably make some money with it.

Steve begins pulling the vehicle into long sweeps, clipping corn and accelerating to 100 mph.

A trail of mangled stalks sweep beneath them.

INT. LIVING ROOM - STEVE AND JEREMY'S HOUSE - DAY

Steve and Jeremy are sitting on a couch.

STEVE

(to a large wall screen)

Screen activate. Television on.

The screen activates.

Local news fills the space behind four other channels stacked square on top of one another in the right vertical quarter of the screen.

JUDITH BLAKELY is reporting beside a large, intricate web in a wooded area.

DR. LAURA SORENSON stands beside her.

Old man Hutchins is in the background.

JUDITH

...Thank you, Jim. As you can see, we're

standing beside this very large web that

was discovered by Mr. Clive Hutchins who

owns a nearby farm. Several cattle have

disappeared without a trace from Mr.

Hutchins property over the past few

years. Welcome.

OLD MAN HUTCHINS

Thank you.

JUDITH

This morning, Mr. Hutchins decided to

take a look in this small patch of woods

for any evidence of his missing cattle.

She begins rounding the web.

JUDITH (CONT'D)

That's when he discovered this large web.

What can you tell us about it, Doctor

Sorenson?

DR. SORENSON

To be honest, Judy, I've never seen

anything like it. The detail is

magnificent. I don't know of any arachnid

or insect species that produces such a

large dwelling.

(bending down)

Just look at how wide this opening is.

JUDITH

Could this explain the missing-

A Kek flares out from the opening.

It engulfs Dr. Sorenson. Pulls her inside.

Panic quickly follows.

The camera hits the ground. Scrambling feet fill the screen.

CAMERAMAN (O.C.)

Jesus Christ! Did you see that?

JUDITH (O.C.)

Someone help her!

STEVE

Holy crap!

JEREMY

What the hell was that?

STEVE

It looked like some kind of giant spider.

Those woods are like five miles from

here. I want this house sealed tight.

JEREMY

No argument here.

Steve and Jeremy secure the house.

Jeremy reels a little from the pill he took earlier.

JEREMY (CONT'D)

I need to check my email.

INT. JEREMY'S BEDROOM - DAY

Jeremy closes the door behind him.

He inserts the alien data crystal into his computer.

He opens a program named "ANOMALY SCAN." Scans the crystal.

The results indicate "1,950 DATA FRAGMENTS FOUND"

Jeremy copies all the fragments into a single file.

The data appears to be engineering schematics.

Steve knocks before poking his head in.

STEVE

You busy?

JEREMY

Just checking some email.

Jeremy quickly minimizes the display.

Steve sits on the bed.

STEVE

How would you like to take a trip to the

Kennedy Space Center?

JEREMY

I don't know. There's a lot of stuff I

need to get done.

STEVE

Dude, you need a vacation.

JEREMY

No I don't.

STEVE

When you're not following me around like

a lost puppy, you're locked away in here

on your computer. I'll make all the

arrangements and pay for everything.

Steve picks up a model spacecraft from Jeremy's night stand. He pretends to study it.

JEREMY

I'll admit, I always wanted to check out

Kennedy. I'll let you know by tomorrow.

Steve smiles and leaves the room.

INT. MILWAUKEE RAILCAR STATION - DAY

Dozens of monorails crisscross the station.

Long trains of RAILCARS are arriving, departing, and waiting.

Jeremy climbs into a railcar bound for Florida.

INT. RAILCAR - DAY

Jeremy takes a window seat.

PENNY, early thirties, professionally dressed, takes the seat beside him.

The train departs.

PENNY

Are you going to Florida for a visit or

is it home?

JEREMY

Visiting the Kennedy Space Center.

PENNY

Did you plan on touring MICROCORE, too?

JEREMY

Microcore offers tours?

PENNY

I've seen lots of tours come through. My

name is Penny. I work in the ASTEROID

CRUSHER shop at Microcore.

She dangles her hand in front of him.

Jeremy shakes it.

JEREMY

I'm Jeremy. I don't mean to be rude, but

I was hoping to catch a nap before we

cross into Florida.

PENNY

I understand. You get some sleep. I'll

wake you when we get close.

JEREMY

Thanks, Penny.

Jeremy retrieves a small pillbox from his pocket.

He nearly drops it into the tiny trash receptacle beside his seat but then reconsiders.

He shakes out the last three pills, and then drops the pillbox into the trash.

He takes the pills, then curls up in the seat and closes his eyes.

A small TV at the front of the railcar shows A SATELLITE TV NEWSCASTER reporting beside the excavated web in Wisconsin.

SATELLITE TV NEWSCASTER

The skeletons of at least three cattle

were found alongside the remains of Dr.

Laura Sorenson who was abducted by an

unknown animal earlier this week.

Forensic experts have identified several

distinct bite patterns on the bones,

indicating that more than one...

FADE TO BLACK.

INT. LIVING ROOM - SKYLAR'S HOUSE - DAY

Pitch black.

SKYLAR (O.C.)

Jeremy, you awake?

JEREMY'S POV: SKYLAR's mottled figure emerges from blackness.

It grows more defined through a sliver of vision.

Skylar is 26, muscular, with bright blond hair.

Penny is beside him.

JEREMY

Skylar, right?

SKYLAR

Yeah. You got totally wasted at my party

the other night. You've been sleeping on

my couch for the last two days.

JEREMY

Two days? I remember falling in a pool.

SKYLAR

You fell in the pool several times, and

then broke one of my lamps. Actually, I

was pretty impressed by the way you stood

up to me.

JEREMY

I feel like I got hit by a truck. Is my

present condition the result of you

beating the crap out of me?

SKYLAR

I didn't touch you. You beat yourself up

without anyone's help.

Skylar moves off, then returns with a large glass of water.

Jeremy accepts it. Guzzles it down.

JEREMY

Thanks.

SKYLAR

I'm on my way out. No offense, but I

expect you to be gone when I get back.

Penny can show you where the railcar

station is.

JEREMY

Thanks for letting me crash here. Sorry

for the inconvenience.

Skylar pulls his baseball cap down over his eyes, then exits with no response.

PENNY

Remember me?

JEREMY

Of course. Penny from Microcore.

PENNY

You were acting kind of weird after I

woke you on the train so I got off at

your stop to keep an eye on you; to keep

you out of trouble.

JEREMY

Didn't do a very good job, did you? Where

are we?

PENNY

Fort Lauderdale. You said your hotel was

here.

JEREMY

My hotel is on Satellite Beach.

PENNY

That makes a little more sense. I

remember that you came down to visit the

Kennedy Space Center. Anyway, you managed

to find a Skylar's party somehow.

JEREMY

All I remember is falling in the pool. Do

you mind if I grab a quick shower?

PENNY

That would probably be a good idea.

Jeremy enters the bathroom. The sound of the shower can be heard.

Penny turns on the news. A FLORIDA NEWSCASTER is reporting on the search for the creature that captured Dr. Sorenson.

Jeremy returns with wet hair.

PENNY (CONT'D)

Do you want to go get a drink somewhere?

JEREMY

Hair of the dog?

PENNY

Exactly.

JEREMY

You're quite the partier for someone who

works at Microcore.

PENNY

Actually, I'm pretty dull and boring most

of the time. This is just a rare

opportunity for me to let my hair down.

JEREMY

In that case, I'd love to go out for a

drink. Apparently I haven't had one in

two days.

INT. NEIGHBORHOOD BAR - DAY

Penny and Jeremy enter. Penny spots Skylar on her first sweep of the room.

Skylar waves them over to his table. He is sitting with a friend, 23, overweight and slovenly dressed. He is KOONTZ.

SKYLAR

I didn't expect to see you two here.

JEREMY

Likewise. We made sure to lock your

apartment, by the way.

Skylar orders a round of beers.

KOONTZ

Hey Skylar, remember the guy that kept

falling in the pool at your party?

SKYLAR

No, I don't remember that.

Jeremy quickly finishes off his beer.

JEREMY

Actually, I really need to get going. I

haven't even checked into my hotel yet.

SKYLAR

Maybe our next encounter will be a little

less uncomfortable.

JEREMY

I'll admit, you didn't exactly catch me

on my best day. Thanks again, everyone. I

can find the rail station myself.

Jeremy slips out.

INT. KENNEDY SPACE CENTER - DAY

Jeremy is wandering around, bored.

He stumbles upon an aging Apollo flight simulator.

INT. APOLLO FLIGHT SIMULATOR - DAY

The simulator's display offers a mystery prize for each month's high score. It prompts the user to enter their social security number.

Jeremy enters his number.

He quickly gets a feel for the controls.

He circles the moon numerous times, then learns to rendezvous and dock with the lunar lander before finally touching down on the moon's surface.

His final score displays as the second highest.

EXT. BEACH - MORNING

Huge ships pass far offshore.

Diamond shaped aircraft ferry back and forth across the Atlantic.

Jeremy is sitting in the sand reading.

Tara comes up behind him.

TARA

What are you reading?

JEREMY

(arching backward)

Excuse me?

TARA

I was wondering what you were reading.

JEREMY

It's a book on carbon dioxide filtration.

TARA

You mean like in trees?

The response catches Jeremy by surprise.

He twists around so that her head blocks the sun from his eyes.

JEREMY

Spacecraft, actually. But yes, like in

trees.

By now, he has the optimum angle. Her head is bathed in an aura of bright sunlight.

He studies her face.

JEREMY (CONT'D)

Do I know you?

TARA

It's Tara. We met at Alec's party.

JEREMY

Alec Strickland's party? The last party

at Alec's house was almost four years

ago.

TARA

That was it.

JEREMY

What a coincidence. How have you been?

TARA

Pretty good. It's weird that Alec

disappeared that night, and now Kristin

is gone. Even her phone is disconnected.

JEREMY

She'll turn up.

TARA

I hope so. I heard rumors that Alec came

back a few weeks ago. Maybe they ran off

together.

JEREMY

It's possible.

TARA

Actually, it's not such a coincidence

that I'm here. Your brother paid for my

trip down. We've kept in touch over the

past few years.

JEREMY

My brother paid for your trip to Florida?

TARA

Yeah. He told me that you moved here. I

hope you don't mind that he told me how

to find you.

JEREMY

Not at all. It's good to see you. Have a

seat.

She plops down in the sand next to him.

TARA

Steve told me that he got some article

published in a national magazine.

JEREMY

Good for him.

TARA

When I couldn't get hold of Kristin, I

gave him a call. He mentioned that you

were in Florida and thought you might

like to see a familiar face. One thing

led to another and here I am.

JEREMY

How long are you in town?

TARA

I'm flying out tomorrow.

JEREMY

My apartment's right across the street.

Do you want to come up for some lunch?

TARA

Sounds great.

INT. JEREMY'S APARTMENT - DAY

Empty plates sit on the kitchen table.

Jeremy and Tara are having sex on the living room floor.

In B.G., news on TV.

FLORIDA NEWSCASTER

A group of local hunters have killed the

so-called Super Spider in Southern

Wisconsin. We take you live to the scene.

The TV displays five hunters posing above a dead Kek.

A military helicopter is fast approaching from behind them.

A vehicle can be heard slamming on its brakes.

A hand covers the lens.

The video feed ends abruptly.

FLORIDA NEWSCASTER (CONT'D)

Apparently, we've lost the transmission.

Pretty scary stuff. More large webs, such

as the one the creature inhabited, have

been reported as far south as Illinois.

Neither Jeremy nor Tara notice the report.

After sex, they get dressed as if nothing happened.

TARA

I was thinking about applying for the

Ozone Repair Project. I have a lot of

experience in environmental assessment

and I think it would be fun.

JEREMY

You should go for it.

TARA

Interviews are tomorrow afternoon but my

flight leaves in the morning.

JEREMY

You can stay here for a few days.

TARA

That's very generous, Jeremy. But even if

I apply tomorrow, it could be weeks

before they get back to me.

JEREMY

I'm willing to take that chance. Tell you

what, go there and apply tomorrow

afternoon. We'll give it a week, see what

happens.

TARA

I really do hate my job at the health

food store.

JEREMY

There you go. You're due for a change.

She kisses him. It leads to more sex.

INT. JEREMY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Jeremy is watching TV.

Tara enters with a bag of groceries.

TARA

Thanks again for letting me move in.

JEREMY

You're paying half the bills. Works for

me. How's the job going?

TARA

I love it. We're using controlled

explosions to generate ozone over

Antarctica and I get to monitor it. How

are things at the library?

JEREMY

Smooth. I enjoy the exactness of the

Dewey Decimal System. I actually spend

most of my time studying spacecraft

environmental systems.

TARA

Sounds like a perfect fit.

Tara finishes putting away the groceries, then moves into her bedroom and closes the door.

CUT TO:

Jeremy is sitting at a computer in the living room.

The clock reads 4:57 a.m.

A FIERCE THUNDERSTORM can be heard approaching.

A list of fifteen space agencies appears on the screen.

He clicks on NASA.

A lengthy registration form appears.

He fills out three quarters of the form before growing visibly frustrated.

He returns to the list. Then clicks on Microcore.

He selects "Propulsive Research and Design" from a list on the Microcore website.

He opens the file containing the engineering schematics from his previous scan of the crystal.

He Copies one of the equations into a search field on the Microcore website.

The search results indicate an error. He tries again with the same result before closing the website.

INSIDE JEREMY'S APARTMENT - DUSK

Tara is cleaning up after dinner.

Several RAPID KNOCKS on the front door.

Jeremy opens it.

A formally dressed WOMAN stands in the hallway.

TWO MEN are on either side of her.

She holds up a government ID. It boldly displays the words "NATIONAL SECURITY AGENCY."

WOMAN

Jeremy Ash?

JEREMY

Yes.

Tara is standing stiffly in the kitchen archway, holding a half finished plate of lasagna.

WOMAN

The federal government of the United

States of America hereby requests your

presence at a briefing to be held in

Conference Room G, South Wing, at the

U.S. Pentagon, Washington, D.C., on

Sunday, 28 August, 2022. Round trip

airfare will be provided. Hotel

accommodations will not be necessary

since you will be returning that evening.

She hands Jeremy two airline tickets and a business card with a raised NSA seal, then walks away.

The two men follow.

Jeremy moves out to the balcony.

EXT. BALCONY - JEREMY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

HIGH ANGLE on limousine parked below.

The three NSA agents climb into the car.

When the car pulls out of the space, a large handicapped symbol is revealed on the pavement.

The car moves slowly onto the street and through a red light.

Tara comes out on the balcony.

Jeremy looks at the card in his hand.

JEREMY

The federal government of the United

States of America hereby requests,

etcetera, etcetera, on Sunday, 28 August,

2022.

(looking at one of the tickets)

My flight leaves at six in the morning.

They know about the crystal.

TARA

Who is Crystal?

Jeremy goes back into the house.

Tara follows.

TARA (CONT'D)

Who is Crystal?

INT. U.S. PENTAGON - DAY

A U.S. MARINE escorts Jeremy to a door marked Conference Room G.

He knocks, then cracks it open.

Jeremy enters cautiously.

INT. CONFERENCE ROOM G - U.S PENTAGON - DAY

Photos of space and spacecraft hang on the walls.

A long oak table, littered with laptops and file folders, centers the room.

Nine people are seated around it. The NSA woman is among them.

A Four-Star General is seated at the far end. A ridiculous number of ribbons and medals adorn his uniform. He is GENERAL HAYES.

HAYES

Jeremy Jonathan Ash?

JEREMY

Yes.

HAYES

I'm General Hayes. Please, have a seat.

Jeremy takes the unoccupied chair at the near end of the table.

The lights dim.

An image of the moon appears on the back wall.

The NSA woman approaches the image.

The others at the table carefully assess Jeremy.

WOMAN

Let's get right down to business. The

large crater in the foreground is

Aristarchus.

The crater magnifies in short bursts until a small section of it is boxed off and digitally enhanced to fill the screen.

Machinery is clearly visible.

WOMAN (CONT'D)

What do you see, Mr. Ash?

JEREMY

Looks like a NASA mining operation.

WOMAN

Not NASA. Microcore. They refer to it as

SITE M-X. Although they tell us that it's

a mining operation, we believe the site

is much more than that. It appears

they're building a permanent base of

operations.

JEREMY

My name is Jeremy Ash but I think you've

got me mixed up with someone else.

Hayes flips open a file.

The woman returns to her seat.

HAYES

Are you the Jeremy Ash who logged nearly

eight hours in an Apollo simulator

located at the Kennedy Space Center?

JEREMY

Yeah. So what?

HAYES

The Jeremy Ash who was present when one

Alec Strickland disappeared without a

trace, then returned more than three

years later in possession of a device

capable of interstellar travel?

JEREMY

Alec is my brother's best friend. I don't

keep track of where he goes or what he

does.

HAYES

Speaking of your brother, I have an

article here that he published just last

week. It places you at the scene when Mr.

Strickland utilized the device to launch

himself toward the star 58 Eridani.

That's where the signal of 2018

originated.

JEREMY

It was a joke.

HAYES

Satellites tracked an object heading for

Eridani, at or near light speed, on the

exact date specified in your brother's

article.

JEREMY

What does any of this have to do with me?

HAYES

(reading from another file)

The Jeremy Ash who submitted a query to

Microcore's Propulsive Research and

Design Division, which contained an

equation that alludes to neutrino

convergence vectored along a stable

plane?

JEREMY

I had a theory. Big deal. Why would you

be spying on me and my computer anyway?

What's this all about?

HAYES

We're all very concerned, Mr. Ash. The

ability to capture a neutrino is beyond

any known science, let alone the ability

to redirect its path. We believe that you

are in possession of technical data that

could threaten the national security of

this country.

JEREMY

That's ridiculous.

HAYES

What do you know of the so-called Super

Spider?

JEREMY

Nothing. Am I under arrest or something?

Because if not, I'd like to go home now.

Hayes looks at the woman, who in turn, looks around at the others in the room.

Nods of approval all around.

WOMAN

No, you're not under arrest, Mr. Ash.

Quite the contrary, actually. How would

you like to join the Apollo Eighteen crew

for a lunar fly-by?

JEREMY

Excuse me?

WOMAN

We need to get a firsthand look at

Microcore's Aristarchus operation and we

want a civilian on the flight- an average

American, if you will. Based on your

simulator performance, you're the perfect

candidate for the mission.

JEREMY

Apollo Eighteen...to the moon. You've got

to be kidding me. Apollo Seventeen was

like fifty years ago.

WOMAN

I'm quite serious.

JEREMY

I'm confused. Weren't you just accusing

me of something?

WOMAN

We were just trying to find where your

loyalties lie. Your duties aboard the

spacecraft will be limited. Basically,

just sit back and enjoy the ride. You

will be required to complete a six week

training course.

JEREMY

I can't believe what I'm hearing.

HAYES

Believe it, Mr. Ash. This is a one time

offer. We need to know right now if

you'll accept your country's call to

service.

JEREMY

Since you put it that way, how can I

refuse?

HAYES

Then it's settled.

Everyone in the room begins gathering files and shutting down their laptops.

HAYES (CONT'D)

We'll be in touch. Good day, Mr. Ash.

Everyone but Jeremy leaves the room.

The Marine enters. He escorts Jeremy out.

INT. JEREMY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Jeremy and Tara are sitting on the living room couch.

TARA

I can't believe the government offered

you a trip to the moon because of a few

hours in an old simulator. There's

something you're not telling me.

JEREMY

I told you they want a civilian on the

flight. This is the opportunity of a

lifetime.

TARA

What you've told me is that these people

are spying on your computer. They

obviously can't be trusted.

JEREMY

It's the U.S. Government. Of course they

can't be trusted. But how could I refuse

the offer?

Jeremy moves into the kitchen.

He returns with a bottle of champagne and two wine glasses.

JEREMY (CONT'D)

Will you join me in a toast?

TARA

It's nearly midnight.

JEREMY

Just one glass.

TARA

Are you really proposing that we have one

glass of champagne and save the rest for

another time?

JEREMY

(filling the glasses)

We'll see what happens.

(raising his glass)

To the moon.

They tap their glasses together and promptly empty them.

Tara fills another round.

JEREMY (CONT'D)

Think about it. I'll be a national hero.

TARA

Why is the government so interested in

you all of a sudden? What's the big deal

about Microcore mining the moon, anyway?

They've been mining asteroids for years.

What's the difference?

JEREMY

Maybe there really is something else

going on.

TARA

Anything's possible.

Tara finishes her drink and then passes out in Jeremy's lap.

He carries her into her bedroom.

LATER

The living room is dark, empty.

The wall screen is BEEPING.

Jeremy comes out of his bedroom.

JEREMY

I'm coming. Screen activate. Answer call.

CECIL MILLIKAN, early forties, appears on the screen.

His face exudes power and confidence.

He's wearing a Microcore logo baseball cap.

A fat cigar pokes out of his shirt pocket.

JEREMY (CONT'D)

Can I help you?

CECIL

Mr. Jeremy Ash?

JEREMY

Yes.

CECIL

Please accept my apologies for the timing

of this call, but I was just informed of

your trip to Washington.

JEREMY

Whoever you are, please just tell me what

you want so I can go back to bed. I do

work for a living.

CECIL

You can quit your job, Mr. Ash. My name

is Cecil Millikan, President of

Microcore.

Jeremy's eyes light up as he recognizes the richest man in the world.

JEREMY

How can I help you, sir?

CECIL

I want you to come work for me and I

won't take no for an answer. I have a lot

more to offer you than the government.

JEREMY

What do you know about my trip to

Washington?

CECIL

I know many things. I'll upload the

details of my offer for you to view at

your convenience. Please contact me

directly after you've examined my

proposal. Good night, Mr. Ash.

Cecil nods before disconnecting.

Jeremy removes a printout from below the screen.

He sits down on the couch and starts to read it.

INT. JEREMY'S APARTMENT - DAWN

Jeremy is sitting on the living room couch, staring at the printout.

Tara comes up behind him.

TARA

Have you been up all night?

She grips the back of the couch. Leans down. Starts to read aloud from the printout.

TARA (CONT'D)

From the desk of C. Edward Millikan,

President, Microcore Space Systems

Management Corp. Subject: ARCUS LUNAR

LANDING SHELL. Having a little fantasy

are we?

JEREMY

Keep reading.

She sighs loudly before joining Jeremy on the couch.

She takes the printout, reads it completely, then hands it back to Jeremy.

She gets up and grabs her purse.

TARA

This is getting weird. I don't know what

you're involved in, I'm just glad it's

not the police or the FBI who are showing

such an interest in you.

JEREMY

Believe me, it's scarier than that.

Jeremy turns on the news.

FLORIDA NEWSCASTER

The search continues for fifteen year old

Billy Faylan who went missing yesterday

during a family camping trip in Northern

Illinois. Mr. and Mrs. Faylan, along with

their ten year old daughter, claim to

have encountered a Super Spider that

stalked them before attacking, and then

dragging off the boy. Illinois State

Police are not convinced...

TARA

I'm off to work. Have a good day at the

library. I'll see you around six.

Tara exits. Jeremy moves into the bedroom.

The sound of a shower can be heard.

INT. MELBOURNE RAILCAR STATION - DAY

The station buzzes with activity.

Jeremy boards a single occupant railcar: a SINGLECAR.

INT. SINGLECAR - DAY

He programs a northbound route to the library.

The singlecar debarks the station.

The small display screen indicates that it has merged onto a southbound track.

Jeremy tries, unsuccessfully, to override the computer.

He cannot make contact with the rail station.

The car speeds down the coast.

INT. MICROCORE NORTH ENTRANCE - DAY

The car enters, then stops at a checkpoint.

A FEMALE SECURITY GUARD enters its serial number into a palm unit.

The car then continues into the high security complex.

INT. MICROCORE MAIN HANGAR - DAY

The car glides into the hangar. Slowly rides its periphery.

Dozens of technicians are present. They fill the tiers that wrap up and around a Blaster Nine Rocket.

The rocket's nose cone is opened up. A circle of seats are visible within.

The car exits the building.

EXT. MICROCORE MAIN TARMAC - DAY

The car rides high above a sea of cement.

Ground vehicles move freely beneath the track.

The car heads toward a Blaster Nine Rocket readied on the launchpad.

It arcs in a wide loop around the rocket.

The car descends toward a small stretch of beach.

It merges onto another track and stops. Engages in reverse.

It moves backward along a quarter mile long stretch of track leading out into the ocean.

It reaches the end.

INT. SINGLECAR - DAY

The rocket is directly ahead.

Showers of sparks cross beneath its engines.

The engines ignite.

Thick steam mushrooms out from two sides.

The docking tower disengages and falls away.

The track shakes violently.

Jeremy grips the dashboard nervously.

The rocket clears the launchpad.

Jeremy arches backward, watching it until it disappears into a high cloud.

The steam cloud washes over the car.

THUNDER echoes off into the distance.

EXT. MICROCORE MAIN TARMAC - DAY

The car moves forward, past the soaking wet launchpad and into the base of a high observation tower.

The tower is topped by an ovoid shell surrounded by tinted windows.

INT. BASE OF CECIL'S OFFICE TOWER - DAY

The car enters, then stops.

A MALE SECURITY OFFICER approaches. Pops open the car's door.

MALE SECURITY OFFICER

Ambassador Ash, I presume?

JEREMY

Ambassador? If you say so.

SECURITY OFFICER

Mr. Millikan is waiting for you in his

office. Please follow me.

They enter an elevator.

INT. CECIL'S OFFICE - DAY

The office is oval shaped with a high arched ceiling.

A large glass top table centers the room. The glass is supported by a very realistic slice of planet Earth.

An elevator door opens.

Jeremy steps out into the office.

The elevator door closes with the security guard still inside.

Cecil Millikan is sitting in a leather chair behind a Mahogany desk.

He looks up at Jeremy and lights a cigar.

CECIL

My employees wait months to view a launch

from the track. I hope you enjoyed it.

JEREMY

Are you kidding? That was probably the

coolest thing I've ever seen.

CECIL

I'm glad to hear that. Please sit. I hope

my tactics are not too overbearing.

JEREMY

(sitting down)

Your tactics both refresh and inspire me,

sir.

A woman enters from an adjacent room. She is in her late forties. Streaks of gray highlight her hair. She is GWEN.

She sits down beside Cecil and squeezes his hand.

GWEN

Hi. I'm Cecil's wife, Gwen.

JEREMY

It's nice to meet you. I'm Jeremy, but

you probably already know that.

GWEN

Indeed I do.

JEREMY

I don't mean to sound ungrateful, sir,

but I'm supposed to be at work right now.

I would have gladly accepted your

invitation had you extended one.

CECIL

I wanted it to be surprise. I've already

informed the library that you won't be

coming in today.

JEREMY

Really.

CECIL

They didn't seem to mind because I made a

$10,000 donation on the very same call.

Have you had a chance to look over my

proposal?

JEREMY

I have. Are you aware that I've already

accepted the government's proposal?

CECIL

Have you signed anything?

JEREMY

Now that you mention it, no. And I must

admit, you've certainly succeeded in

demonstrating your superior style over

those stiffs at the Pentagon.

CECIL

I like you, Jeremy.

JEREMY

Thank you, Mr. Millikan.

CECIL

Please, call me Cecil.

JEREMY

Okay Cecil.

CECIL

There will be A HALF DOZEN PROMINENT

SCIENTISTS aboard THE ARCUS in addition

to FOUR OF MY BEST SPACERS. Did you get a

look at the LANDING SHELL when you rode

through the main hangar?

JEREMY

That was The Arcus landing shell? I never

even made the connection.

CECIL

I need you on that ship, Jeremy. I want

to show up NASA with my own average

American.

JEREMY

You obviously know the details of my

meeting at the Pentagon. I take it you

also received the equation I sent.

CECIL

I did indeed. Can you tell me where it

came from?

JEREMY

Very far away.

CECIL

(looking at Gwen)

Didn't I tell you?

Jeremy fidgets uncomfortably.

GWEN

We read your brother's article. It's a

very creative, almost prophetic

accounting of the events surrounding your

friend's encounter. It's already gone

viral on the internet.

JEREMY

I didn't know that. How is it that an

article published by a no name machinist

from Wisconsin has stirred the attention

of both you and the Pentagon? Not to

mention the internet community.

CECIL

Actually, it was pretty hard to miss when

that no name guy from Wisconsin had the

same last name and address as the man who

can apparently train neutrinos.

JEREMY

It was just a simple equation. I can't

believe everyone's making such a big deal

about it.

CECIL

Just a simple equation? This formula of

yours assumes a number of subatomic

constants that have yet to be determined.

JEREMY

Lucky guess.

CECIL

A lucky guess from very far away?

JEREMY

I was just kidding about the very far

away part.

CECIL

Too late.

Cecil smiles broadly as if he knows everything.

CECIL (CONT'D)

Tell him about the LEM, honey.

GWEN

(smiling proudly)

We made a cardboard mock-up of an old

Apollo Lunar Module. We plan to unfold it

at the landing site for the Apollogize

crew to photograph as they pass overhead.

She covers her mouth. Laughter slips through.

CECIL

We've timed the mission to coincide with

the Apollo Eighteen fly-by. We should be

able to see it as it passes overhead.

GWEN

They're going to be Apollo-gizing to the

Senate Appropriations Committee when it

appears that we've stolen one of their

Lunar Modules.

Gwen laughs loudly.

Jeremy starts laughing too.

Cecil stands up. Pops a silly, left handed salute.

CECIL

It looks as if they're planning to

reverse engineer the Lunar Module

technology, sir.

Gwen bursts into hysterics, nearly choking as she fights for air.

Cecil gets her a bottle of water.

She drinks, collects herself. Then enters an adjacent room.

O.S. - Sound of opening and closing drawers.

CECIL (CONT'D)

What do you say, Jeremy? It's going to be

a lot of fun. Are you in?

JEREMY

What about the Pentagon? I already told

some Four-Star General that I would go on

the NASA flight.

CECIL

You haven't signed anything and I've got

some of the best lawyers money can buy.

Gwen returns.

She hands Jeremy a stack of twenty dollar bills. A paper band around the bills reads "$1,000."

GWEN

This is for dragging you away from your

job today. It's all I could find. We have

little need for cash these days. I hope

it's enough.

JEREMY

This really isn't necessary.

CECIL

Just take it. Consider it hazard pay for

being out on the track during the launch.

JEREMY

Since you're admitting that the track was

hazardous, I accept. Thank you.

CECIL

How about we go get some barbeque down in

one of the hangars?

JEREMY

Sounds great.

GWEN

I've got some things to take care of.

Gwen moves back into the adjacent room.

INT. TWO OCCUPANT DOUBLECAR - DAY

Cecil is driving the DOUBLECAR.

They travel across an area littered with hangars.

CECIL

Are you in possession of any more data

besides the one equation?

JEREMY

I've got about eighty pages of what

appears to be engineering schematics.

Everything's on a data crystal.

CECIL

Schematics? Is this information for sale?

JEREMY

You know the old saying, everything's for

sale at the right price.

CECIL

How much is a trip to the moon worth?

JEREMY

Quite a bit, actually.

CECIL

Did I tell you that I'll be commanding

The Arcus mission? It'll be my first trip

into space.

JEREMY

I didn't know that. Now that I do, I

definitely want in.

CECIL

I prefer that my spacers remain at the

complex during training to minimize the

possibility of injury or illness. I don't

like the idea of replacing members of my

crew at the last minute.

JEREMY

I can live with that.

CECIL

Pack some clothes and be here tomorrow

morning at seven. Don't worry about the

government. I'll send out a press release

announcing your appointment to The Arcus

crew. That should dissuade them from

pressing the issue.

The doublecar stops at the mouth of a large hangar.

INT. BARBEQUE HANGAR - DAY

A zigzag of picnic tables surround a dozen active grills.

Over a hundred employees are eating.

Jeremy feasts.

Cecil drinks bottled water.

Several employees wander by to casually greet Cecil.

They eye Jeremy curiously.

Jeremy's cell phone rings. He answers.

JEREMY

Oh, hi General Hayes.

Cecil signals Jeremy to hand him the phone.

Jeremy complies.

CECIL

General Hayes, I've heard so much about

you. I wanted to thank you and your

friends for the NASA space shuttles. The

redesign went swimmingly...What's that?

Cecil holds the phone out so Jeremy can hear the General.

CECIL (CONT'D)

...It's Cecil Millikan, of course...That

should be obvious. You know the old

saying, everything's for sale at the

right price.

Cecil winks at Jeremy.

CECIL (CONT'D)

I'm actually able to squeeze an Asteroid

Crusher into the tip of the main liquid

fuel tank which now reaches orbit.

A few nearby employees listen covertly to Cecil's conversation.

CECIL (CONT'D)

I'm afraid he's unavailable at the moment

but I'll tell him you called. By the way,

Mr. Ash works for me now so you may want

to take him off your speed dial...What's

that, General? I'm sorry, you're breaking

up.

Cecil disconnects. He hands the phone back to Jeremy.

INT. ARCUS SPACECRAFT - DAY

The fully suited crew sits in a circle.

A hexagonal console centers them.

Windows surround the cabin.

Cecil sits directly across from Jeremy.

They stare excitedly through their faceplates at each other.

EXT. ARCUS LAUNCHPAD - DAY

A powerful hurricane brews offshore.

A Blaster Nine Rocket carries The Arcus aloft.

It ascends above the clouds.

CONTINUOUS HIGH ANGLE on ascending rocket.

Its stages separate until only The Arcus spacecraft remains.

The entire hurricane shrinks into view below The Arcus.

The hurricane moves off as the west coast of Africa slips into view.

The Earth's terminator divides Africa in half.

The terminator moves past as the planet goes dark.

REAR ANGLE on Arcus.

The darkened edge of Earth is barely discernible from the star speckled black of space directly ahead.

Reflected sunlight glints off The Arcus.

The sun bursts into view.

Central America rolls beneath The Arcus.

The hurricane, now a small white spiral, moves past.

THRUSTERS FIRE.

The edge of Earth drops out of view as the moon moves into view.

The Arcus heads toward the moon.

EXT. ARCUS SPACECRAFT - LUNAR ORBIT

The Arcus landing shell disengages from the orbiter.

It descends.

Retro-rockets fire.

It sets down near the inner edge of Aristarchus Crater.

INT. ARCUS LANDING SHELL - LUNAR SURFACE - DAY

THE PILOT releases his safety harness.

He backflips out of his seat.

The rest of the crew prepares for debarkation.

EXT. LUNAR SURFACE - DAY

A horseshoe-shaped six-wheeled vehicle approaches The Arcus landing shell. Long benches cross through its middle.

Its DRIVER leans exhaustively on the roll bar, seemingly weary from the vehicle's lack of speed.

He parks beside the landing shell.

The Arcus crew cycles through the airlock.

They secure equipment and storage bins to the vehicle, then climb onto its benches.

They travel over a long gradual rise and down toward Site M-X a quarter mile away.

EXT. MICROCORE SITE M-X - DAY

A variety of supply pods and soil processing modules litter the site.

A huge boring machine sits near a large tunnel entrance which is sealed by an airlock.

Two of The Arcus crewmembers retrieve a storage bin from the vehicle.

They drag it out to an open area. Unfold its contents.

It is a full size facsimile of a NASA Lunar Module.

DRIVER

Look directly overhead, everyone.

They struggle in their bulky suits to look up.

The driver points out a bright object moving slowly across the sky.

DRIVER (CONT'D)

That's the NASA fly-by. Smile for the

cameras.

CLOSE UP on Jeremy. He flashes the speck of light a victorious grin.

A small object falls towards them.

It lands just beyond the site, burying itself into the dust.

THREE SPACERS emerge from the tunnel's airlock.

They climb into a vehicle and head toward the unidentified object.

They return with a damaged electronic device. It bears a NASA logo.

They promptly destroy it.

The Arcus crew begins cycling through the tunnel's airlock.

INT. MAIN INTERSECTION - LUNAR TUNNEL COMPLEX \- DAY

The airlock opens into the main intersection.

Three tunnels snake away from the intersection.

The entire Arcus crew is present.

A thick carpet of algae covers the walls.

Life Support equipment is operating.

Bundles of cable run along the walls and ceiling.

Power and light in abundance.

Cecil leads Jeremy into one of the tunnels.

They pass several small accessways.

Jeremy follows Cecil through one of them. It zigzags twice before opening into a room the size of an efficiency apartment.

The room contains a bed and several storage bins.

Jeremy retrieves an XXL tee shirt from one of the bins and holds it up toward Cecil.

Cecil shrugs, then zigzags back through the accessway.

Jeremy begins rummaging through the other bins.

INT. MAIN INTERSECTION - LUNAR TUNNEL COMPLEX \- NIGHT

Six video cameras, SIX CAMERA OPERATORS, and several production lights are set up.

The entire Arcus crew is sitting in a semicircle facing the cameras. They are all still in their spacesuits.

One of the camera operators points at Cecil.

Red lights illuminate atop each camera.

CECIL

Greetings to all the people of Earth.

Greetings from the moon. As many of you

know, my name is Cecil Millikan,

President and CEO of Microcore Space

Systems. For centuries, humans have

dreamed of one day colonizing the moon.

Today, that dream has come true.

Cecil releases the seal on his helmet. Air HISSES out.

He removes the helmet and takes a long deep breath.

He nods to the rest of The Arcus crew who follow suit.

CECIL (CONT'D)

Four years ago, Microcore established

Site M-X at Aristarchus Crater to mine

valuable resources from the lunar

regolith.

Cecil lights a cigar.

Many of the spacers are visibly appalled, but no one speaks up.

CECIL (CONT'D)

In the process, we've managed to excavate

over thirty thousand square meters of

habitable living space within the

crater's rim. Today, I officially rename

this site UNDERWORLD.

Cecil produces a case of champagne and a crate of champagne glasses.

He fills all the glasses and distributes them to The Arcus crewmembers and the resident spacers.

They toast.

Three camera operators begin interviewing the scientist crewmembers.

A fourth camera operator follows a resident spacer into one of the tunnels for a tour of the facility.

FADE OUT.

FADE IN to main intersection in disarray.

Several folding tables are littered with empty champagne bottles and half-eaten trays of appetizers.

Spacesuits and helmets are scattered along the walls.

Two of the Arcus scientists are passed out in their chairs.

Cecil enters from one of the tunnels. He claps his hands.

CECIL (CONT'D)

Time to suit up, gentlemen. Our ride

leaves in two hours.

The two scientists begin shuffling around, looking for their spacesuits.

Another scientist enters and quickly locates his suit and helmet.

INT. ARCUS LANDING SHELL - DAY

The crew are all aboard, fully suited, and strapped in.

The pilot flips switches, then presses a button.

A jolt.

The lunar surface drops out of view through the windows.

EXT. ARCUS LANDING SHELL - LUNAR ORBIT

The landing shell approaches and docks with the orbiter.

EXT. ARCUS SPACECRAFT - EARTH ORBIT

The landing shell disengages from the orbiter. Then plunges into the atmosphere.

LOW ANGLE on descending landing shell.

Its red hot surface cools to white.

Wings sprout from either side.

It banks.

REAR ANGLE on landing shell as it heads toward Microcore off in the distance.

EXT. AGRESSION THERAPY CAMP ENTRANCE - DAY

A high wall composed of crushed cars surround the camp. The main entrance is a grandiose padded archway leading to huge wooden doors.

A sign above the doors reads:

AGGRESSION THERAPY CAMP MICROCORE.

IF YOU LEFT YOUR PROBLEMS AT HOME, GO BACK AND GET THEM!

Jeremy and Tara are there waiting.

TARA

Remind me why we came here.

JEREMY

Because Cecil invited us. I know that his

people have been taking good care of you

since I've been gone.

TARA

I know, but an Aggression Therapy Camp? I

don't have any aggressions to take out.

JEREMY

Give it a chance. It might be fun.

Besides, Cecil said this is a great way

for he and I to re-acclimate our bodies

after nearly a week of weightlessness.

TARA

I'll try to keep an open mind.

JEREMY

By the way, why did you quit your job at

the Ozone Repair Project?

TARA

I got bored with it. Besides, I got

another job offer.

Cecil arrives. They all enter the camp.

INT. AGGRESSION THERAPY CAMP - DAY

The camp is filled with climbing cages, battered buildings, huge slingshots, and heavy duty catapults.

Large steel frames with hundreds of glass windows, many of them broken, sit on small islands within several large ponds.

Ropes hang from trees.

Balls, bricks, and boulders are scattered all over the place.

They come upon a climbing cage.

It extends a hundred yards skyward.

Its broad base angles outward.

Huge metal supports snake up through its interior.

CECIL

My employees love this place. Do you like

to climb, Tara?

TARA

Not really.

CECIL

Come on, it'll be good for you.

TARA

(surrendering with raised arms)

Lead the way.

CECIL

I like to call these Rage Cages.

He points to a short steel beam.

It rests upright in a secure slot marked with black and yellow caution stripes.

A cement block, gouged and cracked from repeated impacts, supports the beam.

Two ropes are attached to either side of the beam, with loops at their ends.

The loops are hooked around upward bent nubs of malleable metal.

Multitudes of these nubs are present all the way to the top of the cage.

Jeremy eyes Cecil to verify that he's serious.

CECIL (CONT'D)

The idea is to haul the beam up to the

top, and then release it.

Cecil wraps a loop around his shoulder.

Jeremy reluctantly does the same.

They begin to climb, sharing the brunt of the beam's weight.

JEREMY

Why don't you go on ahead of us, Tara?

Tara begins climbing up through the center of the cage.

Jeremy looks over at Cecil.

JEREMY (CONT'D)

Plan on launching any more civilians in

the near future?

CECIL

Was the moon not enough for you?

JEREMY

I must admit, the thought of going back

up has a certain appeal.

CECIL

The Arcus was a special case. The whole

idea of that flight was to send

civilians. I need trained professionals

from here on out.

JEREMY

What if I was to become a trained

professional? I've already passed

spacesuit training and have a week's

experience offworld.

CECIL

Are we negotiating? Because I was

thinking more along the lines of a cash

transaction for the crystal.

JEREMY

I've decided that I can't part with the

crystal, but I'll give you all eighty

pages of data for the right price.

CECIL

What's the right price?

JEREMY

I don't know...

CECIL

I'll give you ten million for the

information. You keep the crystal.

JEREMY

Make it twenty.

CECIL

Done.

Tara is waiting for them at the first tier, eighty feet up.

Jeremy bends one of the nubs upward. He hooks his rope around it.

Cecil does the same.

JEREMY

Are you sure this is good for us? Because

I think it's killing me.

TARA

Why are you guys dragging that thing up

behind you?

Tara stretches. Breathes deeply.

TARA (CONT'D)

This is actually a lot of fun, Mr.

Millikan. Thanks for inviting me.

CECIL

Please, call me Cecil. And you're

welcome, Tara. I'm glad you're enjoying

yourself.

TARA

So Cecil, what is it that you find so

irresistible about Jeremy?

CECIL

What do you mean?

TARA

Well, for starters, you just took him to

the moon. That's not exactly an everyday

gesture for someone you just met.

CECIL

When I heard that the National Security

Agency had contacted Jeremy, I assumed

that they had good reason for it. I

looked into the matter and found that he

had some pretty impressive time logged on

a NASA spacecraft simulator.

(lights a cigar)

It just so happened that I had a last

minute cancellation for the Arcus flight

and Jeremy was the right size and weight

to fill the spot. It's very important to

properly balance a payload bound for

orbit, you know.

TARA

He's got you plugging that story, too?

A beam comes barreling down toward them.

It passes visibly through a nearby slot.

The projectile hits the block below.

An ECHO crackles off into the distance.

Satisfied SCREAMS and YELLS follow.

CECIL

Do you think we can get our beam to the

top before it gets dark?

JEREMY

I don't know. Do you?

CECIL

There's only one way to find out.

Cecil secures the cigar in his mouth.

They both grab their ropes. Continue climbing.

Tara quickly ascends ahead of them.

TARA

I'll meet you at the top.

JEREMY

If we get to the top.

(to Cecil)

How about if I swing by tomorrow

afternoon with the crystal? I'll upload

the data to your computer.

CECIL

That'll be fine.

JEREMY

Can we make it twenty five million?

Cecil looks hard at Jeremy.

They take turns bearing the brunt of the beam.

Tara greets them at the top.

In B.G. Three cows are grazing in a field just outside the camp's perimeter wall. A grove of trees borders the field.

Fifteen Kek emerge from the grove and take down all three cows.

They quickly dismember the animals and then carry their body parts back into the grove.

No one seems to notice.

Cecil motions for Jeremy to unhook his rope from the beam. He is poised and ready to do the same.

They count down from three. Unhook both ropes. Let loose the projectile.

Jeremy's eyes wander over to Cecil's.

JEREMY (CONT'D)

Well?

Tara catches the comment.

CECIL

Agreed.

The beam hits bottom with a CRASH.

THUNDER echoes outward.

CHEERS carry throughout the cage. But this time, they all come from below.

INT. CECIL'S OFFICE - DAY

Cecil is sitting at his desk.

Jeremy enters. He produces the data crystal from his pocket.

JEREMY

Well, here it is. I have only one

condition. You can't ask where I got it.

CECIL

I already know where you got it. Is there

anything else on it other than the eighty

pages of schematics?

JEREMY

There is a file that wasn't hidden. I'll

include it if you want.

CECIL

You're kidding, right? Tell me about the schematics.

JEREMY

I ran an anomaly scan and found about two

thousand data fragments scattered

throughout the crystal. I copied all the

fragments into one file and it ended up

being about eighty pages long.

CECIL

Fascinating.

JEREMY

But I have no way of knowing what order

they should be in.

CECIL

Are you're sure there aren't any more

data fragments that you might've missed?

I've got some of the best scanning

equipment in the world right here. It

never hurts to double check.

JEREMY

I can't let you study it. If there was

something else there, you would have full

access to it. It's not that I don't trust

you, it's just that I need to hold on to

at least one bargaining chip.

Jeremy plugs the crystal into the drive on Cecil's computer.

He quickly locates an anomaly scanning program. Isolates the data fragments. Copies them into a file on Cecil's hard drive.

CECIL

If I didn't know better, I'd think that

you had used my computer before.

JEREMY

A computer's a computer.

Jeremy locates and copies the non-hidden file onto Cecil's computer. He then opens the non-hidden file.

CECIL

Are these the instructions Alec used to

attach the alien engine to his solo

submarine?

JEREMY

How do you know that?

CECIL

Your brother's article. Or should I say

THE BOOK OF ALEC.

JEREMY

Right. I've heard that some religious

wackos have actually turned the article

into a chapter and verse religious text.

CECIL

Refresh me. How was the engine activated?

JEREMY

There was a tab that Steve pulled out.

CECIL

What then?

JEREMY

The sub just shot into the sky.

CECIL

When Alec returned home after his first

encounter, how much time had passed?

JEREMY

Three and a half years. But he said the

actual trip only felt like a few minutes.

CECIL

Time dilation?

JEREMY

That was our guess.

Jeremy opens the schematics file.

Cecil views the first few pages in awe.

He activates the intercom on his desk.

CECIL

DORIS, will you please transfer thirty

million dollars into the account I've set

up for Mr. Ash?

DORIS (V.O.)

Right away, sir.

Jeremy's eyes light up.

Cecil accesses the account on his computer. Waits for the transfer to clear. Then shows it to Jeremy.

CECIL

You never know. Even an anomaly scan can

miss things. I'll put my best man on it.

What do you say?

JEREMY

(handing him the crystal)

Okay, but we share the findings together.

CECIL

Of course.

CECIL (CONT'D)

(into the intercom)

Doris, please contact PROFESSOR KLEIN.

Tell him to drop whatever he's doing and

come to my office as soon as possible.

DORIS (V.O.)

Right away, sir.

Klein arrives. His thick glasses magnify his eyes.

Cecil hands him the crystal.

The professor looks at it, insulted.

KLEIN

What am I supposed to do with this?

CECIL

I want you to stop whatever you're

working on and run a complete analysis on

it at a secure terminal.

KLEIN

Is there something in particular that I

should be looking for?

CECIL

There are about two thousand data

fragments that have already been

identified with an anomaly scan. See if

you can make some sense of them.

Klein sighs loudly.

Cecil notices, but doesn't seem to care.

CECIL (CONT'D)

But what I'm really looking for at the

moment is anything that an anomaly scan

might've missed. There's a ten thousand

dollar bonus in it if you find something

new before noon today.

KLEIN

No problem.

CECIL

The sooner the better.

Klein nods. Exits.

A clock on the wall reads 9:05.

DISSOLVE TO:

The clock reads 11:15.

Cecil and Jeremy are running around the office lofting model spacecraft above their heads.

Klein enters.

Cecil and Jeremy quickly regain their composure and put down the models as if nothing was happening.

KLEIN

I'm still working on the data fragments

but you're going to love this.

Klein routes an image to the wall screen from his handheld computer.

KLEIN (CONT'D)

This is an atomic micrograph that I took

of the crystal.

A portion of the image is magnified in the lower corner of the screen. Tiny deviations are visible along the otherwise perfectly crystalline structure.

KLEIN (CONT'D)

Look closely at the magnified portion. Do

you see anything unusual?

Cecil and Jeremy examine the image.

JEREMY

I see some minor deviations. It almost

looks like a deliberate alteration.

CECIL

Those are just imperfections in the

crystalline structure.

KLEIN

Actually, the boy is correct.

Jeremy raises his arms in victory.

Cecil sticks his tongue out at him.

CECIL

What are you saying, Professor?

KLEIN

The deviations are far too precise to be

naturally occurring. The ones I've seen

so far are in groups of eight. I'm

guessing that it's binary code.

CECIL

Binary code? Are you saying that there's

information stored there?

KLEIN

There may be vast amounts of information

stored there. My initial estimate puts

the number of groupings at somewhere

between five and six trillion.

CECIL

How could that much information be hidden

from an anomaly scan?

KLEIN

Because an anomaly scan doesn't analyze

the crystal's physical structure.

CECIL

Of course.

KLEIN

It seems as if the crystal was actually

designed around the information it

contains. It's a pretty ingenious way to

hide information. I can't even begin to

imagine who could conceal data in such a

sophisticated way, or why they would want

to.

CECIL

Can you translate it?

KLEIN

If it's binary, it shouldn't be a

problem. It'll take the computer some

time to scan and document each deviation.

CECIL

Whatever it takes.

KLEIN

The technology to achieve this level of

information storage is far beyond

anything that I'm aware of. In fact, the

crystal itself is composed of an alloy

that I've never seen before. Where did it

come from?

CECIL

A competitor. Consider the translation of

this information your first priority.

When the scan is complete, I want

detailed copies of the results for both

Mr. Ash and myself.

Klein eyes Jeremy with disdain. Then forces a smile.

KLEIN

Understood.

CECIL

Good work, Professor. There's another ten

thousand dollar bonus in it if you

complete the scan by the end of the day.

Put as many men as you need on it.

KLEIN

I'll get started right away.

Klein exits.

CECIL

Looks like you got more than you

bargained for.

JEREMY

And you as well. This could be the

beginning of a stellar partnership.

CECIL

You want it all don't you, kid? It looks

to me like you're the one holding all the

cards.

JEREMY

How do you figure? One of your men has

possession of my crystal.

CECIL

Your crystal is secure. All that's left

is for you to trust me.

JEREMY

I trust you.

The clock reads 11:45.

DISSOLVE TO:

The clock reads 4:45.

Cecil and Professor Klein are waiting.

KLEIN

Is it really necessary to wait for-

The elevator door opens. Jeremy steps out.

JEREMY

What's up?

CECIL

The professor has finished his analysis.

He forgot to print you a copy of the

report. Sit over here, you can look at

mine.

Jeremy sits down next to Cecil.

Cecil looks at Klein with disappointment.

Klein eyes Jeremy with contempt.

KLEIN

Now that we're all here. I've completed

my analysis of the mystery crystal.

Klein activates the wall screen. Letters scroll down it. They are all grouped as A-T, T-A, C-G and G-C.

CECIL

Is that what I think it is?

JEREMY

Adenine, Thymine, Guanine and Cytosine.

DNA. The crystal contains genetic

information?

KLEIN

It appears to be the genetic code for an

organism.

CECIL

What kind of organism?

KLEIN

A section of data was encoded as a

grayscale image.

CECIL

Put it on screen.

The professor displays an image of an unfamiliar organism. It is football shaped. Wings of cilia extend from both sides. Its head looks like a tiny satellite dish. Its posterior contains a small orifice.

Several equations appear beside the image.

KLEIN

According to the data provided, this

microbe utilizes high energy radiation to

break down complex carbon and hydrogen

compounds. Molecular oxygen and water are

among the by-products created.

CECIL

Sounds a little like photosynthesis.

KLEIN

It's much more complicated than that.

According to these equations, the

organism a very robust extremophile, able

to survive temperatures of about three

hundred degrees Celsius, and withstand

pressures fifty times that of Earth's

atmosphere.

CECIL

Do those temperature and pressure

thresholds exist anywhere on Earth? Maybe

the bottom of the ocean, near a volcanic

vent?

KLEIN

It also needs high energy radiation.

JEREMY

How about Venus?

CECIL

I actually thought of that. But both the

temperature and atmospheric pressure on

Venus are nearly twice those limits. They

couldn't survive there either.

JEREMY

How about the upper atmosphere of Venus?

CECIL

That's a possibility. Whatever the case,

this is a job for a genetics lab, not a

space agency.

JEREMY

You should create a new department, one

dedicated solely to the creation of this

organism.

CECIL

Do you have any idea what an undertaking

of that magnitude would cost?

JEREMY

No. But I'll bet the returns would be

greater. Think about it. This lifeform is

completely unknown to science. I'll bet

there's a zone in the Venusian atmosphere

where these things would thrive. It could
be a real kick-start for the terraforming

of Venus.

Klein is astounded by the conversation.

CECIL

What makes you think this organism would

have any measurable effect on the

Venusian atmosphere?

JEREMY

It might not. But unlike Mars, Venus

already has a substantial atmosphere, one

rich in complex carbon and hydrogen

compounds. This little guy might be just

the ticket to turn that to your

advantage.

CECIL

I'm not about to introduce an unknown

biological agent into a planetary

environment. This organism could create

some kind of cascade effect that we would

be powerless to stop.

The professor's awe increases with each statement.

JEREMY

Powerless? You, Cecil?

KLEIN

May I remind you that the ability to

create a lifeform solely from its genetic

code hasn't even been developed yet. The

technology would have to be developed as

meticulously as the organism itself.

JEREMY

It's just a matter of time before someone

develops the technology. Why not you?

CECIL

That's a good point.

KLEIN

I suppose the process of dissoluting and

reorganizing the genetic fragments

necessary to carry out this task would

fall upon me and my team.

JEREMY

(ignoring the comment)

Think about the patent rights. The

medical applications alone could change

the face of modern medicine.

CECIL

I'll bet Tara would be a valuable member

of the team.

JEREMY

The last thing I need is Tara hanging

around. She's very inquisitive.

Klein raises an eyebrow.

CECIL

I understand. Besides, I've already

offered her another position.

JEREMY

You have?

CECIL

She didn't tell you?

JEREMY

Refresh me.

CECIL

I offered her a position as a creative

consultant.

JEREMY

You, of all people, should understand how

awkward it would be if she were to start

working here. She still thinks I'm here

because of the Apollo simulator.

Klein leans back. Folds his arms.

CECIL

Don't worry. This place is so big that

you probably wouldn't even see each other

during the course of the day. Unless you

wanted to, of course.

KLEIN

Gentlemen, I hate to break up this cozy

conversation, but-

CECIL

Of course, professor. Assemble a team,

from whatever departments you deem

necessary, to design a laboratory for the

creation of this organism. I expect a

rough draft and a ballpark cost analysis

by the end of the week. Then I'll

determine the next course of action.

Cecil deactivates the wall screen.

He begins fiddling with the buttons on his chair's armrest.

KLEIN

If there's nothing else, sir...

CECIL

Do you have anything to add, Jeremy?

JEREMY

Nope.

Klein is visibly perturbed that Jeremy was offered the last word. He nods and exits.

Cecil removes a small interface from the armrest.

CECIL

It's been a really long day. Do you want

to get out of here?

JEREMY

I thought you'd never ask.

Jeremy follows Cecil into the elevator.

Two railcars wait for them at the bottom.

Jeremy climbs into the singlecar.

Cecil climbs into a customized doublecar.

They debark in opposite directions.

INT. VENUS PROJECT LABORATORY - DAY

An array of high tech equipment is scattered among dozens of workstations.

A large, three dimensional model of the microbe hangs from the ceiling.

TEN SCIENTISTS, including Klein, Jeremy, and Tara are operating centrifuges, peering into microscopes, and working on computers.

Klein removes a vial from a centrifuge. Draws the vial's contents into a syringe.

MONTAGE - MICROSCOPIC VIEW:

A syringe needle pierces an empty cell. Unloads its contents.

A second injection into the cell causes strands of DNA to begin zipping together.

More injections into the cell.

More DNA combines.

The cell begins dividing.

A microbe forms.

Nutrients are injected into the microbe's environment.

The microbe feeds, then secretes complex soccer ball-shaped molecules along with a variety of simpler molecules.

The microbe divides, essentially cloning itself.

The clones feed, secrete, and divide until a colony forms.

INT. VENUS PROJECT LABORATORY - NIGHT

A monitor indicates that the soccer ball-shaped molecules are pure carbon.

The symbols for water, molecular oxygen, and other simple molecules surround the carbon.

PULL BACK from monitor. The lab is filled with pressurized tanks displaying the microbe's image.

EXT. UPPER ATMOSPHERE OF VENUS

The pressurized tanks are released by a probe plunging through the atmosphere.

The tanks spray out their contents which is swept away by fast moving clouds.

EXT. BEACHFRONT MANSION - DAY

MONTAGE:

Wedding decorations fill the backyard.

A small group, including Cecil and Gwen, are seated.

Jeremy and Tara are at the altar.

Jeremy slides a large diamond ring onto Tara's finger.

They kiss.

Cecil unveils a fancy mailbox out front.

The lettering on it reads "Jeremy and Tara Ash."

Cecil tosses Jeremy a set of keys.

He shakes Jeremy's hand with congratulations.

INT. STUDY - BEACHFRONT MANSION - DAY

Jeremy shows Tara the alien data crystal.

He plugs it into the computer and displays its contents.

Tara smiles and shakes her head in disbelief.

INT. MASTER BEDROOM - BEACHFRONT MANSION - NIGHT

Jeremy and Tara are lying in bed.

TARA

I've been accepted for a six month tour

on The Sahara Project. They want me on

site in Africa.

JEREMY

Congratulations.

TARA

If you don't want me to go-

JEREMY

I want what you want, Tara. Besides, I

was thinking about visiting Steve in

Southern Illinois.

TARA

Just so you're okay with it.

JEREMY

If you're happy, then so am I.

They kiss, then go to sleep.

INT. MIAMI AIRPORT - NIGHT

Jeremy kisses Tara goodbye before she boards a flight to Chad, Africa.

Jeremy then boards a flight to St. Louis, Missouri.

INT. ST. LOUIS AIRPORT - NIGHT

Jeremy steps off an escalator and heads toward the baggage claim area.

Steve is already heading toward him when they spot each other.

STEVE

If it isn't my long lost little brother.

Jeremy maneuvers around a very fat man wearing a computer headset. Its tiny screen appears dangerously close to his eye. He is oblivious to the many people inconvenienced by his slow, swaying gait.

JEREMY

Who you calling little?

Jeremy reaches out to shake Steve's hand.

Steve grabs it and pulls him into a hug.

STEVE

One sec.

Steve slips into an airport bar.

Downs a shot of whiskey.

He comes circling back out as if their pace to baggage claim had been uninterrupted.

They retrieve Jeremy's bag. Steve picks up the pace.

STEVE (CONT'D)

There's a bunch of construction going on

in the main terminal. People were

actually waiting in line for available

railcars when I came in.

JEREMY

You took a railcar here? I figured you'd

pick me up in some cool new car.

STEVE

Traffic is a nightmare. I can't take it

anymore. Railcars are great. I'm not as

dumb as everyone thinks I am. It just

takes me a little longer to catch up.

INT. DOUBLECAR - NIGHT

The doublecar speeds toward a bridge spanning The Mississippi River.

STEVE

Have you really been working for

Microcore all this time?

JEREMY

Yep. I have a mansion on the beach and

thirty million dollars in the bank. Also,

Tara and I are married.

STEVE

You married Tara? Congratulations! I

guess sending her down to Florida wasn't

such a bad idea after all.

(his smile turns to a frown)

And you didn't invite me to the wedding?

JEREMY

It was a last minute thing and we didn't

want to make a big deal out of it. Did

you hear what I said before I mentioned

being married to Tara?

STEVE

You mean about the beach house and the

millions of dollars? Yeah, right.

JEREMY

It's true. Cecil and I are buds.

STEVE

Who the hell is Cecil?

JEREMY

Cecil Millikan, the President of

Microcore. Dude, we aired live from the

moon to thirty two countries. Did you not

see that?

STEVE

I remember there was some surprise

broadcast by Microcore, but all the hype

turned me off so I didn't watch it.

JEREMY

I could probably get you a job there if

you're interested. The Asteroid Crusher

shop would be right up your alley. I

might even be able to get you into spacer

training.

STEVE

I'd jump on a plane tomorrow if I could

get into spacer training. I hate my job

at that crappy machine shop. You want to

convince me that you're a millionaire and

Cecil Millikan's bud? Take me to your

leader.

EXT. BRIDGE LEADING TO SOUTHERN ILLINOIS - NIGHT

The doublecar reaches the bridge.

The St. Louis Arch is visible just to the north.

A sign that reads "WELCOME TO ILLINOIS" can be seen ahead.

PAN DOWN. The glow of a bonfire emanates from the shoreline beneath the St. Louis side of the bridge.

EXT. BENEATH BRIDGE - NIGHT

Three homeless men are sitting around a bonfire, sharing a bottle of cheap wine.

The firelight reflects off the steel framework of the bridge's underside.

Movement can be seen within the framework.

Three Kek burst from the shadows.

The Kek quickly subdue the men before slashing their throats.

They slice up the men as other Kek scramble in and out, one by one, to retrieve various portions of the mens' bodies.

PAN OVER to an old, abandoned building in St. Louis.

Military trucks are surrounding the building.

Dozens of heavily armed, camouflaged soldiers take up positions outside.

All at once, the soldiers storm in.

Yelling and gunfire and squealing Kek can be heard from inside.

The soldiers bring out Kek corpses and pile them into the trucks.

A Kek escapes from the building. It is quickly gunned down and its body retrieved.

INT. ASTEROID CRUSHER MACHINE SHOP - DAY

Steve and Jeremy wait while Penny reviews Steve's job application.

PENNY

Everything looks in order. In short, we

machine out all the mechanical components

of the Asteroid Crushers. We produce

everything from the grinding gears to the

nuts and bolts in here.

STEVE

I have over three years experience as a

machinist, as you can see.

PENNY

You're hired. Be here Monday at seven.

I'd give you a tour but I'm in a hurry.

Jeremy can show you around. Lord knows

that he spends enough time here.

JEREMY

What's that supposed to mean?

PENNY

I first met Jeremy on a railcar. He was

pretty jumpy back then but he seems to

have calmed down over the years. He's

certainly won the heart of our

illustrious leader.

(whispering to Steve)

They're very close.

She retracts her lower lip and widens an eye, implying a secret relationship between them.

JEREMY

I'm a married man. And so is Cecil.

PENNY

You see. Jumpy little bugger, isn't he?

STEVE

I should know, I grew up with him.

PENNY

I'm sorry guys, but I've got to go.

Penny exits.

JEREMY

Come on Steve, I'll show you the assembly

shop.

INT. ASTEROID CRUSHER ASSEMBLY SHOP - DAY

The shop is buzzing with activity.

Jeremy and Steve enter.

A fully assembled Asteroid Crusher sits in the far corner.

Steve spots it immediately. He glares at it with awe as they approach.

Its three forward gears face them.

A small cockpit is attached to its top.

Pressure tanks on either side are marked "H20."

Oxygen tubes behind them.

The entire rig stands ten feet high.

STEVE

This is the coolest thing I've ever seen.

JEREMY

Now imagine a modified space shuttle

liquid fuel tank attached to its aft.

That's where the ore is separated and

stored.

STEVE

You're right bro, this really is right up

my alley.

EXT. ABOVE AFRICA - DAY

MONTAGE:

The entire continent is visible.

ZOOM IN to West Coast of The Sahara Desert.

Floodgates are opened in huge desalination plants.

Ocean water pours into a large aqueduct toward the desert's interior.

CAMERA FOLLOWS the aqueduct deep into the desert, ahead of the flow.

Thousands of workers are producing cement slabs, extending the aqueduct.

Continue into open desert.

Tanks marked "TREATED SEWAGE" litter the region.

A huge lake of sewage appears.

Water begins trickling into the region.

ACCELERATED TIME LAPSE:

Thousands of workers plant crops in the sewage muck.

Crops grow, fields are harvested.

Livestock is imported.

Buildings are built.

Roads are laid.

Communities emerge.

PULL BACK into HIGH ANGLE.

The Central Sahara is green and habitable.

INT. CECIL'S OFFICE - DAY

Jeremy, Tara, and Steve are waiting. Cecil steps from the elevator and takes his chair.

CECIL

I apologize for making you wait. It's

good to see you, Tara. How was Africa?

TARA

Hot.

CECIL

I can imagine. So, what's up?

STEVE

I thought you called us here.

CECIL

Jeremy told me that he and Tara had an

announcement to make.

STEVE

I was hoping that you called me here to

tell me that I'd been accepted into the

spacer program.

Cecil lights a cigar.

CECIL

You've been here six months and Penny

says you're a hard worker. That's good

enough for me. How about we start your

training next week?

STEVE

That would be awesome. Thank you, Mr.

Millikan.

CECIL

So, what is it that you two wanted to

tell me?

JEREMY

We booked passage on THE HIMALIA.

CECIL

The Himalia? That's three whole years. I

thought that contraption was booked solid

before the first component was launched.

JEREMY

There was a cancellation.

CECIL

Below the Belt Tours. They would love to

beat me out to Jupiter, but they're not

going to. And now, two of my own people

will be onboard when they arrive in

defeat.

STEVE

What's The Himalia?

CECIL

There's a Chinese space agency called

Beyond The Belt Tours; The BBT. They just

completed their first luxury touring

spacecraft; The Himalia. Five hundred

people will get to risk their lives as

they venture out to Jupiter. Eighteen

months out and eighteen months back.

STEVE

You obviously don't like them very much.

CECIL

Let's just say they've been less than

responsive to my various offers of a

limited partnership. As I said, I've

decided to beat them out to Jupiter. I've

got a man scheduled to arrive just days

before The Himalia gets there.

JEREMY

To be honest, I thought you might like to

have me out of your hair for awhile. My

spacer training is complete. All I do

here is watch other people work.

CECIL

You're my lunch partner.

JEREMY

Steve can be your new lunch partner.

STEVE

Is that why you brought me here? To fill

in for you while you take a three year

vacation out to Jupiter?

CECIL

I'm sure Jeremy brought you here because

he knew you were a good machinist. You've

become a valuable asset in the Crusher

shop. I'm sure you'll be just as valuable

as one of my spacers. Actually, I'd like

to get to know the brother of my crystal

star.

STEVE

Crystal star?

Steve looks at Tara.

She shrugs, clearly confused and a little creeped out.

JEREMY

Think about it. I'll have three years to

study the ship. You've got to admit that

when it comes to spacecraft design, I've

got an eye for detail. Maybe I could

bring back some useful information.

STEVE

I've been wondering, Jeremy. You came

into all this money and opportunity just

after Alec disappeared. I'm not buying

the Apollo simulator story. There's

something else going on.

TARA

I never believed that story, either. Why

don't you tell us all the truth, Jeremy.

JEREMY

I've already told you the truth, Tara. I

switched out the data crystal the night

we launched Alec's sub. Where did you

think all the Venus Project data came

from?

STEVE

Come again?

JEREMY

I have Alec's crystal.

STEVE

You stole the crystal that was given to

Alec with the alien engine?

TARA

Wait a minute. You're telling me that

story about the crystal is true?

(to Cecil)

Did you know about this?

CECIL

I didn't have all the details.

STEVE

(to Tara)

Are you implying that you didn't know

anything about this?

TARA

Get off my back, Steve. Jeremy told me

about it but I didn't believe him.

STEVE

Jesus, Jeremy. I can't believe you would

betray Alec like that. And then when I

send Tara down for a visit, you end up

marrying her.

JEREMY

Is there some reason I shouldn't have

married her?

STEVE

She was with me before she came to

Florida. I was just giving her a

vacation.

TARA

I was never with you, Steve.

JEREMY

Have you two slept together?

TARA

We hooked up a few times, but that was

long before I came to Florida.

STEVE

Is that what we're all doing here? We're

here because you stole Alec's crystal,

and then sold it to the highest bidder?

No offense, Cecil.

CECIL

None taken.

JEREMY

I was just trying to safeguard it. I

emailed one of the equations to

Microcore, hoping they could shed some

light on it. One thing led to another.

CECIL

Your brother may have provided the means

to develop a previously unknown form of

spacecraft propulsion.

STEVE

Well I hope it was worth it.

Steve enters the elevator.

Tara slips in just before the door closes.

Jeremy and Cecil stare at each other with great concern.

INT. BBT SHUTTLE - EARTH ORBIT

All SIXTY PASSENGERS wear lightweight, plastic helmets.

Jeremy and Tara sit near the back.

Several small VOMIT VACUUMS are attached to the hull.

The Himalia is visible through a window. Ten passenger rings, each housing two dozen habitation modules, wrap around the Himalia's central drum. Observation bulbs protrude from both the bow and stern of the craft.

The shuttle's airlock engages The Himalia.

INT. HIMALIA - EARTH ORBIT

Jeremy is gazing out a window, holding on to an Observation Cage in The Himalia's Receiving Bay. Star clusters and faint nebulae are visible.

Earth's edge is visible just below the window.

A shuttle can be seen edging away from the ship.

With a jolt, the Earth dips away.

Jeremy suddenly notices Tara in the cage next to him.

JEREMY

How long have you been there?

TARA

The whole time.

They watch the stars roll by.

The Earth breaches the window's upper edge. Migrates downward. Completely covers the row of windows. Eventually drops down out of sight.

JEREMY

It's good to be back in orbit. Did you

ever think you'd be leaving Earth?

TARA

Not in a million years.

JEREMY

I never figured you for a spacer.

TARA

I'm not a spacer!

JEREMY

You know what I mean.

TARA

No I don't. You just called me a spacer.

JEREMY

It's just that I picture you out in the

rain or collecting shells on the beach.

Climbing into an interplanetary

spacecraft for three years to brave the

vacuum of space just doesn't seem like

your style. I was nearly certain that you

would back out at the last minute.

TARA

And throw away ten million dollars? Not

me.

A GREETING OFFICER floats by. He grabs hold of a fixed steel ladder. Pulls himself up through an opening.

GREETING OFFICER

Everyone up deck.

Jeremy pushes off toward the opening.

Tara comes floating up behind him. She gracefully collides with a middle aged man. He is sent into a slow, helpless spin.

After the final passenger slips through the opening, the greeting officer drops the hatch into place.

INT. NAVIGATION STATION - HIMALIA

Jupiter is visible through the window.

Jeremy enters.

A NAVIGATION OFFICER approaches him.

Two other crewmembers are present.

JEREMY

I'm Jeremy Ash. I was asked to report

here.

NAVIGATION OFFICER

The pilot of Microcore's Jovian Racer has

asked to speak with you.

JEREMY

You're in contact with CARLOS? Is he

okay?

NAVIGATION OFFICER

For now. But he apparently missed the

gravity assist that would've returned him

to Earth. There's no way that we, or

anyone else can retrieve him. Would you

like to speak to him?

JEREMY

Please.

The Navigation Officer opens a video channel to Carlos.

JEREMY (CONT'D)

Hey, buddy. How's it going?

CARLOS

Actually, a small rock or something hit

the ship just a few minutes ago.

JEREMY

Did it do any damage?

Carlos laughs, then looks frantically around the cabin. His

face comes forward to fill the screen.

CARLOS

I don't hear any hissing so I guess I'm

still sealed.

JEREMY

You seem to be handling the situation

well.

CARLOS

The external sensors started acting up a

few weeks ago, but Microcore Earth

Command assured me that the problem had

been corrected. I activated the

maneuvering thrusters on time, on target,

and at full capacity, but they never

fired. They're still not sure what went

wrong.

JEREMY

Do you think the calculations were wrong?

CARLOS

I don't know, and at this point, I don't

really care. What's done is done. Life is

too short to play the blame game. Well,

my life is anyway. I knew the risks going

in. I was the first man to reach Jupiter.

I'll live forever.

JEREMY

That's a great attitude to have.

CARLOS

Ironically, by the time my life support

fails, I'll have doubled the distance

record for a manned spaceflight.

JEREMY

I wish there was something I could do.

CARLOS

Actually, there is. Now that we've

verified I won't be returning to Earth,

will you tell me what you did to so

impress Mr. Millikan.

JEREMY

What do you mean?

CARLOS

Everyone at the complex wants to know why

he keeps you so close. Your secret's safe

with me.

JEREMY

I suppose it is.

(to the Navigation Officer)

Sir, is there a way for me to speak

privately to Captain Ruiz without being

monitored or recorded?

The Navigation Officer looks around the room.

He receives several nods from the crew.

He flips a series of switches.

NAVIGATION OFFICER

You may have ten minutes alone with your

friend. Come on gentlemen, let's give

these men some privacy.

The crew exits.

JEREMY

I'm a little nervous about telling you

this story. What if someone is monitoring

this frequency?

CARLOS

This is a short range channel. No one

cares about our private conversation.

Come on, I'm dying to hear how you won

over the richest man in the world.

JEREMY

Are you ready for the story of your life?

CARLOS

That good, huh?

JEREMY

Oh yeah. Remember the E.T. signal of

2018?

CARLOS

Of course.

JEREMY

It wasn't just the signal that reached

Earth.

INT. JEREMY AND TARA'S HABITATION MODULE - HIMALIA

Jupiter's moon, Europa, is visible through the window.

PILOT (V.O.)

The small body to starboard is Europa.

Although it's the smallest of Jupiter's

Galilean satellites, it's also the

brightest. It's also our best hope of

finding life elsewhere in the solar

system.

The habitation module's wall screen activates.

An animated video of a probe landing on Europa appears.

PILOT (V.O.) (CONT'D)

I'm sure that most of you are aware of

the NASA probe we will be retrieving

today.

The probe drops a canister beneath it.

PILOT (V.O.) (CONT'D)

The Wet Area Sample Procurement, or WASP

Probe, was launched by NASA in 2026, and

successfully landed on Europa two years

later.

The canister melts through the surface ice.

PILOT (V.O.) (CONT'D)

After disengaging from its base and

melting down through sixty miles of ice

and slush, the WASP Probe entered the

Europan sea where it retrieved a sample

of the underground ocean.

The canister collects a sample of the Europan ocean.

PILOT (V.O.) (CONT'D)

The probe then burrowed its way back the

surface where it was launched out of the

moon's gravity well.

The probe rises above Europa.

PILOT (V.O.) (CONT'D)

We will be retrieving it within the hour.

EXT. HIMALIA

The Himalia approaches the probe. Retrieves it.

The Himalia then passes near the moons Io and Ganymede before leaving the system.

INT. MAIN LABORATORY - HIMALIA

FOUR NASA SCIENTISTS are present. NASA patches adorn their lab coats.

The WASP sample is delivered under guard. A data crystal accompanies it.

SCIENTIST #1

This is it, gentlemen.

Scientist #1 removes the housing. Slides out a clear canister.

It is teeming with tiny lifeforms. The scientists gasp.

SCIENTIST #2

Extraterrestrial life in our own solar

system. Incredible. First the signal of

2018 and now this. The universe must be

filled with life.

Scientist #1 places the canister on a scanner.

The scanner detects several thousand organisms.

The readout displays that half of them are dead.

The scientists separate out the dead specimens and quickly freeze them.

They transfer the live ones to a specially designed holding tank.

They run the probe's video from the crystal.

The Europan ocean is very shallow and surprisingly clear.

Several large asteroids rest on the bottom.

Volcanic vents are visible.

A school of large creatures swim by.

Scientist #1 rewinds the video and slows it down.

They watch in awe at the replay.

Scientist #3 retrieves a live specimen from the holding tank.

He runs a preliminary analysis.

SCIENTIST #3

The organism's genetic coding appears

similar to DNA but I detect only three

different nucleotides.

SCIENTIST #4

(re-examining the data)

It appears that each nucleotide is

capable of pairing with either of the

other two. A trinary code?

SCIENTIST #3

How could a triad of potential base

pairings create such complex lifeforms?

The lack of discipline that a trinary

code offers should've thrown these

organisms into chaos a long time ago.

SCIENTIST #1

Should we offer a dead one to the girl?

SCIENTIST #2

The Ash girl? Are you crazy? You were

sitting right there when we listened to

the recording of her husband and that

Ruiz fellow. It confirms General Hayes'

suspicions and our mission objectives.

Jeremy Ash and his wife helped Microcore

to genetically engineer an organism from

scratch.

Scientist #2 switches on a monitor.

SCIENTIST #4

Scientists all over the world are

genetically engineering organisms.

SCIENTIST #3

Not from scratch. This guy admitted that

the entire genome was contained on an

alien data crystal. That's probably where

the neutrino equation came from, too.

SCIENTIST #4

You believe that? It was a fish story.

The kid's a screw up.

SCIENTIST #2

It doesn't matter where he got the

crystal. Our job is to locate it. I

realize these little buggers from Europa

take precedence, and I'm just as

surprised and excited about them as you

all are, but let's not forget why we're

really here. It would be foolish to give

them access to this organism.

Scientist #2 begins typing on a keyboard.

SCIENTIST #3

We've already bugged their room. God

forbid that gets discovered. But now

we've got this gem of a confession to the

pilot of a Microcore ship.

A darkened image appears on a monitor.

SCIENTIST #2

We've already transmitted the recording

to General Hayes. There's only so much

more we can do.

SCIENTIST #4

We all know what's at stake here. If we

offer her the specimen, her examination

of it will almost certainly lead to a

discussion concerning the organism they

created at Microcore.

Scientist #2 grimaces at the blurred image on the monitor.

SCIENTIST #1

The wife is a dead ringer for this. We

can easily play on her ego, telling her

that we respect the work she's done with

those...tree huggers.

SCIENTIST #4

The INRC. She also worked on the Ozone

Repair Project and The Sahara Project.

SCIENTIST #1

Just give her the specimen. Play on her

ego. Do whatever it takes to alleviate

any suspicions they might have. Now, if

you'll all excuse me, I've got a real

alien organism to study.

Scientist #1 retrieves a live specimen.

Scientist #4 retrieves a dead specimen and then exits.

Scientist #2 sits down at the monitor.

He manages to clear up the image: a view from the corner of a shower stall.

He taps the keyboard's space bar.

The image switches to a bedroom.

Then to Jeremy and Tara in their kitchenette.

A knock on the door can be heard in Jeremy and Tara's habitation module.

Jeremy moves out of view.

He returns with a small vial.

TARA

Who was that?

JEREMY

You're not going to believe this. There

were lifeforms in the WASP canister.

Apparently, your credentials have earned

you a specimen to study.

TARA

No way!

INT. JEREMY AND TARA'S HABITATION MODULE

Jeremy sets up a video camera. Starts recording.

Tara carefully extracts the dead specimen from the vial.

She pins it to a transparent baseboard.

She then positions the baseboard beneath a projection microscope.

An image displays on the wall screen.

JEREMY

You should scan it first.

TARA

Relax, Jeremy. I intend to.

Tara performs the scan.

A detailed image displays. Pairs of fins both front and back. Saw-toothed antennae protrude from its head. A small proboscis extends out between them. A hard plate bisects the center of its body.

JEREMY

I think we should call it a flipperwilly.

It's got flippers and it gives me the

willies.

TARA

You're a freak, Jeremy.

She pulls back one half of the plate, revealing a bright red sac.

It tears slightly as she completes the maneuver.

JEREMY

Careful.

TARA

Will you please keep quiet. This thing is

like a millimeter long.

JEREMY

Sorry, I'm just a little freaked out.

Suspicious, actually.

TARA

Suspicious of what?

JEREMY

Why would these NASA guys give you one of

these organisms to study? They have to

know we're associated with Microcore and

the government hates Microcore. There's

more here than meets the eye.

TARA

This is about my experience as a

researcher. Our association with

Microcore is irrelevant.

JEREMY

No offense Tara, but I don't think this

is about your experience as a researcher.

They're up to something.

TARA

Maybe they know about the Venus organism.

JEREMY

As far as NASA or the government knows,

The Venus Project was just a bunch of

probes. If they ever found out that

Microcore released trillions of microbes

that were created from information

contained on an alien data crystal,

they'd tear Microcore apart looking for

it, and then lock Cecil and I deep

underground.

INT. MAIN LABORATORY - HIMALIA

Scientist #2 is still observing Jeremy and Tara on the monitor.

SCIENTIST #2

The Venus Project was just a cover to

seed the planet with the microbe's they

created. Open a secure channel to General

Hayes. We may finally have the evidence

he needs to obtain a search warrant for

Microcore.

SCIENTIST #3

I'm on it.

SCIENTIST #2

Someone find me a copy of the article

this kid's brother published about the

signal of 2018. Not that Book of Alec

nonsense, I want the original article.

SCIENTIST #4

I'll take care of that.

EXT. UPPER ATMOSPHERE OF VENUS

MONTAGE:

PULL BACK - CONTINUOUS

CLOSE UP on Venus microbe consuming atmospheric gases.

The microbe expels Carbon Sixty molecules, then divides.

The Carbon Sixty molecules fuse together under the pressure of the atmosphere.

The fused carbon condenses into larger clumps.

The clumps fuse into broad sheets of pure carbon.

The sheets collide and fuse together into darkened patches that blotch the bright clouds of Venus.

The blotches grow more prominent and more abundant.

INT. JEREMY AND TARA'S HABITATION MODULE

Earth's moon is visible outside the window.

Tara is pacing around the module like a rat in a cage.

Jeremy is slouched in a chair, staring blankly at the news.

A NATIONAL NEWSCASTER is reporting.

NATIONAL NEWSCASTER

Astronomers are still puzzled by the

decrease in Venus' albedo. Reflected

sunlight from the planet has dropped

another four percent over the past year.

INT. STUDY - BEACHFRONT MANSION - DAY

Jeremy is talking to Cecil on the wall screen.

CECIL

How was your trip?

JEREMY

Long and grueling.

CECIL

I'm glad you're back safe and sound. You

two needed a long vacation.

JEREMY

Yeah, and I already need another one.

That trip sucked the life out of me. It

did just the opposite to Tara. It's like

she's on speed or something.

CECIL

Come to my office tomorrow morning. I may

have just the thing to re-energize you.

JEREMY

Let's make it early afternoon. I have a

feeling I'll be sleeping in tomorrow.

CECIL

Fair enough. See you then.

Jeremy deactivates the screen.

INT. CECIL'S OFFICE - DAY

Jeremy arrives. He falls wearily into a chair. Cecil lights a cigar.

CECIL

How would you like to add Mars to your

resume?

JEREMY

No thanks. The last thing I need right

now is to be cooped up in another

spacecraft for two more years.

CECIL

You'll only spend six months in the ship.

Three quarters of the mission will take

place on the planet's surface. Open skies

and vast horizons.

JEREMY

Encased in a spacesuit? No thanks.

CECIL

I really need you on this one, Jeremy. My

life support engineer was killed in a

railcar collision.

JEREMY

I'm sorry to hear that. Surely there's a

backup to take his place.

CECIL

Broken arm.

JEREMY

I know for a fact that you've got dozens

of experienced spacers far more qualified

than me.

CECIL

I know you studied The Hellas specs in

great detail, especially the life support

systems.

JEREMY

I can't leave Tara for two whole years.

CECIL

I'll make sure she's well taken care of.

You'll be back before you know it.

JEREMY

Sorry, Cecil, I'm just not ready for

another extended space flight. Just get

one of your regular spacers to go. Why

are you trying to recruit me, anyway?

CECIL

I can't tell you why. All I can tell you

is that I need you on that ship. Consider

it a personal favor. You're just going to

have to trust me on this.

Cecil produces a stack of manuals. Hands them to Jeremy.

CECIL (CONT'D)

Everything you'll need to know is in

these. Training begins next week.

JEREMY

This doesn't make any sense.

CECIL

I'll have BART start you off easy.

Jeremy looks wearily at Cecil, then at the manuals.

JEREMY

Okay, Cecil. This sounds really important

to you so I'll look this stuff over. But

no promises.

CECIL

Fair enough. You won't regret it.

JEREMY

I already regret it.

INT. HELLAS TRAINING BAY - DAY

Bart enters with Jeremy.

Bart is a large, powerful man in his early fifties.

They approach WILMA YING, late fifties, tall and muscular. She's wearing a tank top and boxing gloves. A large punching bag swings beside her.

BART

Commander Ying, may I introduce Jeremy

Ash.

Ying grips her right glove's lace with her teeth. Yanks her head back. It unties.

She flings off the glove. Extends her sweaty hand.

Jeremy embraces it. Her strong grip catches him off guard.

YING

So, you're the one we've all been hearing

about. What do you know about spacecraft

life support systems?

JEREMY

Quite a bit, actually. I studied The

Hellas specs in detail three years ago.

YING

A lot can change in three years.

She puts the glove back on. Continues punching the bag.

Bart leads Jeremy across the bay.

They approach TAD ROSEGARDEN, late forties, average build.

He's staring at equations on a computer screen.

BART

This is Colonel Tad Rosegarden. He'll be

Commander Ying's Second Officer.

ROSEGARDEN

(without looking up)

Never much cared for explosive bolts.

BART

Excuse me, sir?

ROSEGARDEN

If the detonations aren't perfectly

synchronized...

(finally looks up)

I'm sorry, Bart. You were introducing me

to this young man?

BART

This is Jeremy Ash. He'll be Acting Life

Support Specialist on the mission.

ROSEGARDEN

Ah, our last minute replacement. Pleased

to meet you, Mr. Ash.

JEREMY

And you, sir.

Rosegarden's gaze drifts back to the equations on the screen.

Bart leads Jeremy toward BIX.

Bix, early thirties, short and stocky, is examining a facsimile of the landing shell.

He spots them approaching.

BIX

Jeremy, is it true that you're our new

Life Support Specialist?

JEREMY

It's true.

BIX

I'm the Shell Pilot for this mission. I

heard you were able to contact Carlos out

near Jupiter.

JEREMY

Yeah. He was actually in pretty good

spirits after the gravity assist failed.

BIX

It's a risky business we're in. Maybe we

can grab a beer after work.

JEREMY

Sounds great. I'll stop by later.

Bix nods and returns to work.

Bart leads Jeremy to another corner of the bay.

SETH PETIMULE and GERT HAWKINS are working together, unfolding an inflatable igloo. They are both in their late twenties.

Bart and Jeremy stop at a white line and wait patiently for them to finish.

Seth spots them. He approaches.

Gert follows.

BART

Jeremy Ash, This is Seth Petimule and

Gert Hawkins. Seth and Gert will be the

Primary Surface Specialists.

GERT

Nice to meet you, Jeremy.

SETH

Welcome to the team.

JEREMY

We use air straight from the atmospheric

processors to inflate the igloos, right?

GERT

Actually, we inflate them with Mars

atmosphere. The carbon dioxide reacts

with the igloos' inner membrane and it

hardens within twenty four hours.

JEREMY

Oh yeah, the carbon seal. I remember now.

GERT

Once we've confirmed that they're

airtight, we replace the igloos'

atmosphere with breathable air from the

processor. Voila, our own little studio

apartments on Mars.

JEREMY

I've studied the design. Pretty cool.

GERT

I hate to be rude, but we've still got

two more of these to unfold.

JEREMY

No problem. I'll see you guys later.

Seth and Gert return to their task.

BART

That's it for the crew. Cecil wanted me

to start you off slowly so if you want to

call it a day, feel free.

JEREMY

Thanks, Bart. I think I'll go back and

visit Bix. See you tomorrow.

BART

See you then.

Bart moves off. Jeremy heads toward Bix.

INT. HELLAS SPACECRAFT - EARTH ORBIT

The crew floats around the ship's cramped bridge, checking the ship's systems.

ROSEGARDEN

Activating habitat wheel.

Rosegarden flips several switches in succession.

EXT. HELLAS SPACECRAFT - EARTH ORBIT

The Hellas is composed of a single habitat ring encircling a variety of supply pods and pressurized tanks.

A small command module is tucked beneath the forward navigation bulb.

The ship passes above the Baja Peninsula.

The habitat wheel begins to rotate slowly.

INSIDE HELLAS

YING

All systems five by five.

ROSEGARDEN

Artificial gravity at twenty percent

Earth normal.

BIX

Debarking Earth orbit in T minus one

minute.

OUTSIDE HELLAS

The Hellas passes above Africa.

INSIDE

ROSEGARDEN

Artificial gravity at thirty eight

percent Earth normal. Standard Mars

surface gravity achieved.

YING

This is it, people. Firing thrusters in

five, four, three...

OUTSIDE

The Hellas' thrusters fire.

It slowly leaves Earth orbit.

The habitat wheel becomes sluggish, jerky. Three quarter smooth rotation, one quarter strained rotation. The cycle repeats with regularity.

INSIDE

The strained rotation ECHOES throughout the ship.

Auditory agony. Earplugs are distributed.

ROSEGARDEN

I think we should shut it down,

Commander.

YING

I agree, Colonel. Disengaging rotary

couplings.

Ying flips switches. Pulls a lever. Nothing happens.

She repeats the procedure. Nothing.

YING (CONT'D)

System not responding. Contact Microcore

Earth Command.

ROSEGARDEN

(into transmitter)

MPV Hellas to Microcore Earth Command.

Please Respond.

MICROCORE EARTH COMMAND (V.O.)

Microcore Earth Command to MPV Hellas.

We've been monitoring the situation.

ROSEGARDEN

Rotary couplings will not disengage.

Please advise.

MICROCORE EARTH COMMAND (V.O.)

I'm sorry, Colonel, we don't have remote

access to that system. Do you believe the

crew is in imminent danger?

ROSEGARDEN

To be honest, I'm not sure.

MICROCORE EARTH COMMAND (V.O.)

Roger that. We'll work on establishing a

link with the rotary system from here. In

the meantime, try to make the best of the

situation. MEC out.

YING

You heard it people, we're just going to

have to deal with the noise and the

variable gravity until we can get this

resolved.

INT. NAVIGATION BULB - HELLAS SPACECRAFT

Mars is visible through a large window.

Jeremy and Bix are there alone.

Their conversation is timed between the cycles of strained rotation.

JEREMY

What's going on, Bix? I can hardly get

the time of day from anyone around here.

BIX

You're going to find out soon enough, so

I may as well tell you. NASA satellites

detected an object moving straight away

from Earth at near light speed. They were

able to track it back to its point of

origin.

JEREMY

Where did it come from?

BIX

Microcore. The object is moving toward

the constellation Eridanus. That's where

the E.T. signal came from back in 2018.

The government believes that Cecil is in

contact with those aliens.

JEREMY

That's ridiculous.

BIX

Is it? There were at least five similar

incidents detected between 2018 and 2021.

They may have been exchanging information

or technology during that time.

JEREMY

Why are you telling me this?

BIX

Colonel Rosegarden and Commander Ying

think that you're involved somehow.

They've learned that your brother has

been assigned to the Orbital Receiving

Platform and that your wife is at CRATER

COVE on the moon. They find it suspicious

that she would be at the NASA site

instead of Underworld.

Bix leans in close to Jeremy.

BIX (CONT'D)

Tell me about The Venus Project. You were

one of a handful of people in that

department. Why was it so super secret?

JEREMY

What does the Venus Project have to do

with any of this?

BIX

There's a rumor that Cecil is

terraforming Venus for the aliens.

JEREMY

That's the most ludicrous thing I've ever

heard. Do you actually believe that?

BIX

I don't know what to believe. They think

your brother's article is just a cover.

You must admit, The Book of Alec very

conveniently explains away the incidents

observed between 2018 to 2021. And now

you're all chummy with Cecil. I must

admit, it looks like you're involved up

to your neck.

JEREMY

Cecil's innocent.

Jeremy exits.

EXT. MICROCORE - DAY

Military helicopters and ground vehicles swarm just outside the complex.

Search warrants are presented at each entrance.

The vehicles enter en masse.

INT. CECIL'S OFFICE - DAY

General Hayes tosses a search warrant on Cecil's desk.

COLONEL BRODEN stands behind him.

HAYES

We have evidence that you are in

possession of foreign technology that

endangers the national security of this

country. Under the Anti-Terrorism Act of

2015, we are authorized to-

CECIL

I'm aware of the law, General.

HAYES

That probe you launched last month was

quite impressive. Tell me, Mr. Millikan,

how is it that you suddenly discovered a

means of propulsion that accelerates a

spacecraft to near light speed?

CECIL

Spacecraft are my business, General.

HAYES

Where is Jeremy Ash? His wife? His

brother?

CECIL

Let's see. Jeremy is on Mars, his wife is

on the moon, and his brother is on my

Receiving Platform in orbit.

HAYES

How convenient. The Ash household is

being searched as we speak.

CECIL

This matters to me because...?

HAYES

You test my patience, sir. We're going to

find this data crystal one way or

another, and then try you for treason.

CECIL

Treason? You're way out of line, General.

HAYES

We'll see about that. Search the office.

BRODEN

Yes sir.

The General exits. Broden begins searching Cecil's desk.

INT. HELLAS LANDING SHELL - MARS ORBIT

The crew enters the landing shell.

Bix seals the hatch.

The sound of the straining habitat wheel is subdued.

BIX

Disengaging landing shell.

Bix pulls down a lever.

EXT. HELLAS SPACECRAFT - MARS ORBIT

EXPLOSIVE BOLTS FIRE.

The landing shell disengages from the main spacecraft.

INSIDE LANDING SHELL

Rosegarden is visibly relieved. Pure silence ensues. The strained rotation of the habitat wheel is visible through a portal. No one dares speak. They bask in the silence as the landing shell inches away from the main spacecraft.

INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - WASHINGTON D.C. - DAY

PRESIDENT SILVERSPOON is on a videophone.

He is speaking to BI ZHEN HAN, the Chairman of the People's Republic of China.

BI ZHEN HAN

I thought we had an agreement.

PRESIDENT SILVERSPOON

I'm telling you, we didn't find the data

crystal.

BI ZHEN HAN

Do not lie to me, Mr. President. We know

that you conducted a military operation

at Microcore headquarters. You must have

found this data crystal, or at least

determined the technology that was used

to launch this most unusual spacecraft.

PRESIDENT SILVERSPOON

We found no such crystal. Nor did we find

any data concerning the spacecraft.

BI ZHEN HAN

We consider the technology behind this

spacecraft to be a potential weapon

against the people of China. It would be

impossible to defend against something

traveling at that speed. Did you at least

talk to the boy?

PRESIDENT SILVERSPOON

The boy, his wife, and his brother were

all offworld when we conducted the

search. We weren't able to question any

of them.

BI ZHEN HAN

That is unfortunate. You do realize that

it was the cooperation of our people

aboard The Himalia who made this

information accessible to your

government, yes?

PRESIDENT SILVERSPOON

I realize that.

BI ZHEN HAN

We detected the signal of 2018 too, Mr.

President. We are aware that your so-

called Super Spiders match the image from

the alien transmission. Have you been

able to eliminate that threat?

PRESIDENT SILVERSPOON

We're dealing with the situation.

BI ZHEN HAN

From the reports I've read, only one has

actually been killed.

PRESIDENT SILVERSPOON

There may have only been one.

BI ZHEN HAN

Their webs continue to be discovered. Why

do you continue to anger me with your

lies, Mr. President?

PRESIDENT SILVERSPOON

As I told you-

BI ZHEN HAN

No more excuses. We know you possess this

alien technology. Your country has been

infiltrated by hostile beings from

another world.

He picks up a red phone.

BI ZHEN HAN (CONT'D)

I see no other choice. The threat posed

by the United States must be eliminated

once and for all. Your reign of power

ends today. Explain this to your people.

He speaks into the phone.

BI ZHEN HAN (CONT'D)

Launch all weapons targeted for the

United States.

PRESIDENT SILVERSPOON

Are you insane? We'll have no choice but

to launch a counter-strike.

BI ZHEN HAN

We can shoot down your missiles. Can you

shoot down ours?

The President severs the link.

He picks up a red phone to NORAD.

PRESIDENT SILVERSPOON

What's the situation down there?

NORAD (V.O.)

We've got multiple launch detections from

inside China, Mr. President. Just a

moment...North Korea is also launching

missiles. China actual approaching

ninety. North Korea actual at seventeen,

eighteen... The Red List confirms that

nukes are among them. Do you authorize a

counter-strike, Mr. President?

PRESIDENT SILVERSPOON

It looks like we have no choice. Launch

everything that's pointed at China and

North Korea.

NORAD

Yes, Mr. President. Transmitting Priority

Alpha Code to all stations. Authorize

full scale China, full scale North Korea,

and Defense Batteries active.

EXT. AMERICAN SOUTHWEST - DAY

Missile silo doors open. ICBM's thunder skyward.

EXT. WESTERN ALASKA - DAY

Eight ICBM's approach from the north.

A satellite-based laser destroys one of them.

Interceptor missiles from a distant ship destroy two more.

Land-based interceptor missiles launch by the hundreds.

Another ICBM is destroyed.

Four ICBM's slip through.

One of them races south.

The other three race in a southeast direction.

EXT. LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA - DAY

A group of friends are drinking from a bottle atop the famous HOLLYWOOD sign.

A brilliant flash of light fades to a mushroom cloud rising from downtown L.A.

Moments later, a shock wave obliterates the Hollywood sign.

EXT. STATUE OF LIBERTY - NEW YORK - DAY

A Chinese family is snapping pictures from the statue's crown.

A brilliant flash of light blinds them before the statue is obliterated.

EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE - WASHINGTON, D.C. - DAY

The President of the United States comes running out onto the south lawn, looking skyward in horror.

A brilliant flash of light blinds him before The White House is obliterated.

EXT. CAPE CANAVERAL - DAY

A readied space plane sits upright on the launchpad.

A brilliant flash of light envelopes the area.

EXT. MICROCORE - DAY

Conventional missiles rain down.

A mushroom cloud can be seen rising far to the north.

EXT. LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA - DAY

The city is completely destroyed. Days-old fires smolder amid the ruins.

Hundreds of Kek are picking through the rubble, retrieving, cocooning, and then stacking human corpses into piles.

EXT. MARS - DAY

The crew is assembled outside the landing shell.

YING

I just got off the link with Microcore

Earth Command.

ROSEGARDEN

It's about time. Did they forget we were

out here?

YING

I've got good news and terrible news. The

good news is that the habitat wheel has

been repaired.

ROSEGARDEN

And the terrible news?

YING

The United States has been attacked.

GERT

Oh my god.

YING

China and North Korea launched a nuclear

strike against the United States eighteen

months ago. That's why we lost contact as

soon as we arrived.

SETH

How bad?

YING

American casualties are estimated at

fifty million.

BIX

Were we able to retaliate?

YING

The U.S. counterstrike killed an

estimated two hundred million Chinese and

North Koreans.

ROSEGARDEN

You're telling us that while we've been

toiling away on Mars, a nuclear war broke

out on Earth that's killed a quarter

billion people? Are you serious?

YING

I'm afraid I am, Colonel. Most of the

nukes were intercepted but we lost New

York, L.A., D.C., and Cape Canaveral.

ROSEGARDEN

Any other breaking news, Commander?

YING

Unfortunately, yes. Apparently, the

Chinese are firing on all ships

descending into North American airspace.

Also, they've been jamming all signals to

and from the moon and Mars. That's why we

haven't been able to pick up so much as a

radio station out here. If the situation

hasn't been diffused by the time we get

home, we may have to wait it out on THE

PURGATORY.

SETH

Well, if you're going to be stuck in

Earth orbit, that's the place to be. At

least they've got a bar and a pool.

BIX

The Purgatory is a retirement community.

Why wouldn't they send us to Underworld?

YING

Underworld is currently under quarantine.

I don't know any more than that. We'll

just have to see what happens when we

arrive back in Earth space.

The crew begins packing up equipment, preparing for the journey back to Earth.

EXT. MSS PURGATORY - EARTH ORBIT

The Microcore Space Station Purgatory is a haphazard assemblage of modules and solar panels of various shapes and sizes. Numerous antennae and receiving dishes protrude from the station's outer fringes.

The Hellas docks with the station.

INT. COMMAND CENTER - MSS PURGATORY

A red light turns to green beside an airlock.

The airlock hatch opens.

The entire Hellas crew is inside. They enter the command center.

CAPTAIN PAUL AVERY introduces himself to Commander Ying. He grimaces at Jeremy's name tag.

AVERY

Mr. Jeremy Ash himself. Cecil's new

mystery man, returning from Mars just as

one of these so-called Super Spiders

crawls through my goddamned window. What

an amazing coincidence. I should have

known your presence would bring nothing

but sorrow to my station.

JEREMY

Pretty harsh words for someone you've

never met, sir.

AVERY

Oh I know you. I know that you were part

of the super secret Venus Project. I

understand it was a terraforming

operation. I've even read your brother's

sacred Book of Alec.

JEREMY

My brother didn't write that book.

AVERY

Right. Why don't we start with the

creature that just came into my cargo

hold.

YING

Are you saying there's a Super Spider

aboard this station? What exactly is the

situation, Captain?

AVERY

I've got exactly one monster loose on my

station, Commander. It entered, then

exited The MSS Purgatory cargo hold at

04:15 hours, 3 October, 2033. We were

unable to seal the cargo hold before said

intruder could be contained.

Avery plays a security video showing the Kek cutting open a portal with its claws and entering the cargo hold.

AVERY (CONT'D)

There was no loss of pressure. It had

woven a protective shell around itself

while outside the station- an airlock of

sorts. It came through just as The Hellas

docked.

JEREMY

How could I possibly have anything to do

with this?

AVERY

Why else would it be here?

JEREMY

Maybe there's something onboard that it

wants or needs.

AVERY

Can you imagine how difficult it must

have been for this creature to steal a

ride into orbit without being detected?

We're 22,000 miles in space for Christ's

sake. And if it didn't come from Earth,

and these creatures are arriving in Earth

orbit from some other place, god help us

all.

The Kek bursts through an air duct.

Avery slaps a large red button on the wall.

Jeremy slips out of the command center just before all the hatches seal shut.

INT. CORRIDOR A - MSS PURGATORY

Jeremy is alone outside the command center.

Screams can be heard through the hatch.

A station-wide alarm sounds.

An automated voice instructs The Purgatory's residents to proceed to THE RUNNER BAY.

Jeremy finds his way to the bay.

INT. RUNNER BAY - MSS PURGATORY

A neglected emergency escape craft occupies the small bay. On its hull is printed RUNNER SERIES A-2.

Residents are trickling into the bay.

Jeremy helps an elderly couple board the craft.

EXT. MSS PURGATORY

A missile approaches from Earth. It clips The Hellas.

The Hellas heaves sideways, tearing itself away from The Purgatory.

Several bodies, including the Kek, tumble out of the exposed command center into space.

The Kek is flailing.

INT. RUNNER BAY - MSS PURGATORY

The Purgatory heaves from the missile striking The Hellas.

A red light flashes in the bay.

The Runner's hatch automatically slams shut.

A large space door opens in front of The Runner.

Residents approaching The Runner are thrown out into space.

INT. RUNNER

Jeremy climbs into the pilot's seat. He examines the cockpit controls.

He manages to release the Runner's docking clamps, start its engines, and ease the craft out of the bay.

He programs a course to the moon.

A side view mirror displays a missile striking and destroying The Purgatory behind them.

No one in the cabin is aware of The Purgatory's destruction.

Most of them are just grumbling about the inconvenience.

FADE OUT.

FADE IN to the Runner's cabin.

The aisle is overflowing with two days worth of emptied emergency ration packets.

Nerves are frayed. Tensions are high.

Jeremy's voice comes over the intercom.

JEREMY (V.O.)

Attention passengers. I know it's been a

long trip but we are currently in lunar

orbit and will be arriving at Crater Cove

within the hour.

EXT. NASA CRATER COVE LUNAR COMPLEX - DAY

Habitat modules wrap around a pair of double domed arboretums.

A runway extends between them.

The Runner lands on the runway.

INT. RECEIVING CENTER - CRATER COVE - DAY

Jeremy enters. A UNIFORMED MAN hands him a plastic card.

JEREMY

What's this?

UNIFORMED MAN

Five hundred credits, sir. The staff at

Crater Cove regrets the loss of The

Purgatory and those who went down with

her. We hope this small token will make

your transition less stressful.

JEREMY

Thank you.

The man continues handing out cards to the Runner's arriving passengers.

Jeremy wanders into one of the corridors.

A sleazy holographic woman leads Jeremy into The Sierra Twilight Club, feeling him up all the way.

INT. SIERRA TWILIGHT CLUB - CRATER COVE - DAY

Jeremy sits at the bar. He spots Tara. She's sitting atop an empty beer keg, slouched over a small steel table. She is very drunk.

An OLD MAN approaches her from behind.

He smiles with rotting teeth behind her back.

He places a plastic card on the table in front of her.

He begins kissing her neck.

He places a hand on her breast.

Jeremy walks up and shoves him aside.

The old man punches Jeremy in the face.

Jeremy falls to the ground.

The old man stands there with clenched fists.

OLD MAN

She's mine, boy. I suggest you find

yourself another.

Jeremy scrambles to his feet.

He grabs Tara and pulls her toward the exit.

He is forced to peel her fingers from the door frame on the way out.

The bar fills with laughter.

INT. ARBORETUM - CRATER COVE - DAY

Jeremy pulls Tara into the arboretum.

She starts kicking and screaming.

TARA

Let go of me!

JEREMY

What's the matter with you? I'm trying to

help you.

TARA

I don't want your help. That man was

about to give me a thousand credits.

JEREMY

For what? Sex?

TARA

What's it to you?

JEREMY

Jesus, Tara, is this what I think it is?

I can't believe you would do that.

TARA

Jeremy?

JEREMY

You mean you didn't even recognize me?

TARA

I haven't seen you in two years. You ran

off to Mars so I came to the moon. Then

the Chinese attacked and I got stuck up

here. I ran out of money so...

JEREMY

So you became a prostitute? You're still

my wife.

She tries to slap him.

He grabs her wrist.

She knees him in the groin.

He falls back against the vine covered wall.

His pain is transformed into rage. He throws her hard against the wall.

She falls to the ground. Screams hysterically.

JEREMY (CONT'D)

Tara, I didn't mean-

Her screams grow louder.

Jeremy panics.

He runs across the arboretum and slips into a long glass hallway.

He arrives at a luxurious intersection. Long couches circumvent its perimeter.

An OLD WOMAN is sleeping on one of the couches.

Jeremy sees Tara coming up the hallway.

He hides behind a large potted plant.

Tara moves through the intersection and down another hallway.

TARA (O.S.)

(pounding on a door)

Come out of there you bastard! You want

to know what I've been doing at night?

Jeremy moves to look down the hallway.

Tara runs right into him.

They both hit the floor.

Tara gets up and stumbles back toward the arboretum.

Jeremy gets up.

A bloody knife is on the floor.

He picks it up.

The woman on the couch opens her eyes. She gapes at Jeremy in horror.

OLD WOMAN

Please don't hurt me.

Jeremy drops the knife. Looks down the hallway.

A body is lying face down at the far end. Blood soaks the carpeting beneath it.

The old woman carefully peers down the hallway.

Jeremy runs toward the arboretum.

OLD WOMAN (CONT'D)

Murderer!

INT. SIERRA TWILIGHT CLUB - NIGHT

Jeremy sits in a dark corner.

Four empty shot glasses and a half pitcher of beer sit on his table.

Behind him, a black light subtly illuminates a tacky painting of two spiral galaxies colliding.

A huge BALD MAN approaches.

His thick leather jacket CREAKS as he leans forward.

He rests his knuckles on the table. Brings his face down to Jeremy's.

BALD MAN

You're the troublemaker that everyone's

been talking about.

Jeremy presses back in his seat. Avoids eye contact.

JEREMY

What do you mean?

BALD MAN

You stole Al's whore. And now you have

the nerve to come back here.

JEREMY

That whore is my wife.

BALD MAN

Your wife? Tara?

The bald man straightens. Begins laughing.

He turns and walks away.

His laughter grows louder, catching the attention of several people.

A SECURITY OFFICER approaches the table.

SECURITY OFFICER

Please come with me, sir.

JEREMY

What did I do?

SECURITY OFFICER

Just come with me, sir.

He takes Jeremy to a small medical transport ship.

INT. MEDICAL TRANSPORT SHIP

The security officer is piloting the ship.

Jeremy sits beside him.

A coffin sized crate is nestled behind them.

They are approaching Earth.

The security officer places a call on the ship's videophone.

Cecil answers.

The officer reaches over and activates the screen in front of Jeremy.

Jeremy grins, relieved.

JEREMY

Cecil, old friend. It's great to see your

face. I can't believe you got me out of

there.

CECIL

I apologize for the accommodations. The

Chinese are still firing on American

ships. Medical transports are the only

exception to the blockade.

JEREMY

It's been over three months since the One

Day War. I assumed hostilities were over.

CECIL

No one knows what's going on inside

China's borders. Even space based

observations have provided little detail.

We'll talk more when you get here.

EXT. EARTH ORBIT

The medical transport ship arrives in Earth orbit.

A monstrous hurricane looms above Florida.

The ship plunges into the hurricane's eye.

EXT. FLORIDA EVERGLADES - DAY

The ship arrives above the everglades.

The weather is eerily calm, surrounded by wicked storm clouds and distant lightning.

A large impact crater passes beneath the vehicle.

Microcore approaches. The complex is heavily damaged.

The vehicle lands on a patchwork runway.

It enters a STORM HANGAR just as the wind picks up and rain begins to fall.

Within moments, the hurricane is audibly battering the hangar.

INT. STORM HANGAR - DAY

Jeremy is led to a singlecar by A MAN WITH A RADIO.

Jeremy boards the singlecar.

It moves through a small opening and out into the storm.

EXT. MICROCORE MAIN TARMAC - DAY

The wind pushes forcibly on the singlecar as it glides toward the base of Cecil's office tower.

Dangerous debris flies past.

The singlecar enters the base of the tower.

INT. CECIL'S OFFICE - DAY

The elevator door opens. Jeremy steps into the office and takes a seat.

JEREMY

You have no idea how good it is to be

back on Earth.

CECIL

I'm glad you think so, considering there

are four radioactive hot zones around the

country. A lot of people would rather be

offworld.

JEREMY

Where is Steve these days?

Cecil lights a cigar. Offers one to Jeremy. Jeremy politely

refuses.

CECIL

I'm not sure how to tell you this so I'll

just come right out and say it. Tara

killed Steve at Crater Cove. His body was

aboard the medical ship that brought you

back. There was a witness who identified

you at the scene. That's why I had to get

you out of there. That would've been the

perfect excuse for the government to

detain you.

JEREMY

That was Steve on the hallway floor?

CECIL

I'm so sorry, Jeremy. He left the

Receiving Platform to move in with Tara

last year. I'm afraid the news gets

worse. Tara committed suicide shortly

afterward.

Jeremy paces the office. Fights tears.

He finally collects himself and sits back down.

CECIL (CONT'D)

I won't even pretend to understand your

pain. I lost Gwen in the attack, along

with many good friends.

JEREMY

A quarter billion people were killed in a

single day. They were victims of The One

Day War like millions of other people.

CECIL

I suppose they were.

JEREMY

How are you holding up?

CECIL

You know me, always another asteroid to

crush. I don't mean to be insensitive,

but you do still have the crystal, right?

JEREMY

It never leaves my person.

Jeremy rubs the crystal through his pocket.

CECIL

I'm glad to hear that. Are you aware that

the NASA scientists aboard The Himalia

recorded your conversation with Carlos,

and that they bugged your room?

JEREMY

No. How could you know that?

CECIL

I have spies, too. Actually, that's why I

insisted on getting you, Tara, and Steve

offworld. I knew that a search warrant

was inevitable.

JEREMY

What would a search warrant for Microcore

have to do with Tara or Steve?

CECIL

The government's got their eye on you,

and they'll go through Tara, Steve, or

anyone else to learn the nature of your

association with me. I had to make all

three of you inaccessible.

JEREMY

That explains your insistence on sending

me to Mars.

CECIL

I also had to destroy all the Venus

Project data and the schematics for the

neutrino engine prototype.

JEREMY

So you did launch a neutrino engine.

CECIL

Yes. Professor Klein finally deciphered

the eighty pages of schematics. It was a

blueprint for building the engine. Since

I knew the government was trying to

obtain a search warrant for Microcore, I

thought I'd better test the prototype

while I still had the chance.

JEREMY

Everyone was pretty freaked out when it

started heading for Eridanus. They

thought you were working with the aliens.

CECIL

It seemed as good a destination as any. I

guess I didn't think it through. But

since you still have the crystal, we can

reassemble the data.

JEREMY

Oh my god! Captain Avery was right. That

Super Spider aboard The Purgatory was

after the crystal. I think they're more

intelligent than most people think.

CECIL

Actually, they're alien creatures called

Kek.

JEREMY

How do you know that?

CECIL

The signal of 2018 was actually a

warning. The transmission contained an

image of a Kek.

JEREMY

Actually, I'm not surprised they're

aliens, considering the whole Alec thing.

CECIL

I was pretty sure that you knew.

JEREMY

Did the signal offer any clues on how to

kill them? The one aboard The Purgatory

survived exposure to space outside the

station.

CECIL

I can't speak to that but I do know they

can't swim, and will drown if submerged

for more than a few minutes. In fact,

they're so terrified of water that they

won't even board boats.

JEREMY

That's certainly good to know but we need

a way to exterminate all of them at once.

CECIL

I've got a team at Underworld working on

a virus to infect them, but every

simulation so far has indicated that

humans will die right alongside the Kek.

I figured the moon was the safest place

to keep any pathogens contained.

JEREMY

I figured you had a good reason to

quarantine Underworld. Is the government

still hassling you?

CECIL

The federal government is in shambles.

They don't have the resources to hassle

me these days.

JEREMY

With the feds out of the way, we can

further develop the neutrino engine

technology.

CECIL

I suppose we can. You still manage to

surprise me, Jeremy.

JEREMY

I've got to keep you interested in me

somehow.

MONTAGE:

Cecil and Jeremy study the neutrino engine schematics.

They assemble neutrino driven interstellar probes.

They launch the probes to nearby stars.

A computerized star chart indicates the targeted stars.

HOUSE IN LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA - DAY:

The letters "HOLLYW" rise from the foothills beyond.

A group of men herd a Kek into a backyard swimming pool with shovels and hoes.

The Kek thrashes helplessly as the men keep it from escaping. It drowns.

The men retrieve it. Cut it into sides and steaks.

A community barbeque feeds injured and displaced locals.

WASHINGTON, D.C. - DAY:

The Capitol building is being rebuilt.

The original Washington Monument is being raised into place.

Men in radiation suits spray the area with a white powder.

Potential politicians rant behind tables piled with flyers.

FADE OUT.

FADE IN to fully rebuilt Washington, D.C.

MANHATTAN ISLAND, NEW YORK - DAY:

The Island is modernized and partially submerged.

It is isolated from the mainland by water on all sides.

No bridges remain.

Hordes of Kek patrol the mainland.

MICROCORE - DAY:

The complex is fully modernized.

A hurricane rages.

Levees keep the rising coastline at bay.

INSIDE CECIL'S OFFICE - DAY:

CAPTION: EARTH YEAR 2065

Jeremy, now 65 years old, is sleeping before a bank of monitors.

One of the monitors shows Cecil, now 85 years old, boarding a small spacecraft.

The spacecraft is pulled into the sky by unseen forces

EXT. CIDEBA ORBIT

CAPTION: EARTH YEAR 2065 remains.

Alec's solo submarine enters the system.

It zips past several Kek ships lingering about.

INT. SCOUTSHIP - CIDEBA ORBIT

A cockpit display indicates that the scoutship is cloaked.

A green light begins flashing.

The main monitor switches to an image of Alec's sub approaching the planet.

Piren trades glances between the monitor and a nearby Kek ship visible through a portal.

EXT. CIDEBA ORBIT

Alec's sub circles Cideba and heads back out into space.

Two Kek ships follow the sub.

EXT. SOLO SUBMARINE

The sub heads straight for a distant yellow star.

The star rapidly grows larger and brighter.

Saturn becomes visible off in the distance.

A hazy moon approaches. It is TITAN.

A huge platform hovers just above it.

Dozens of large holding tanks are attached to various sections of the platform.

Several long hoses protrude from the platform's underside and extend down into Titan's hazy atmosphere.

Two sizeable spacecraft are docked on opposite sides of the platform.

The sub speeds past.

Jupiter moves into view.

Europa slips beneath the sub.

A massive octagonal structure sits on Europa's ice covered surface.

The Himalia is in orbit directly above the structure.

Jupiter's Great Red Spot rounds the horizon as the sub scoots past the planet.

Random asteroids pass on all sides.

Several modernized Asteroid Crushers swarm a mountain-sized rock that spins end-over-end as it hurls past.

The sub passes just a few miles above Mars' surface.

Large processors billow thick smoke into Mars' atmosphere.

A number of small settlements snake away from a variety of pilfered spacecraft.

Greenery borders the fringes of the south polar cap.

Earth approaches.

The moon passes beneath the sub.

A sprawling lunar spaceport is receiving a battered cargo vessel.

A large dome can be seen off in the distance. A gaping hole is broken through it.

The scoutship leaves the lunar realm as Earth grows larger.

A broad platform drifts by.

Its surface is littered with small spacecraft and cargo containers.

A large furnace at its center burns brightly.

Scorch patterns outline visible damage along its length.

The sub enters Earth's atmosphere above China.

Sections of The Great Wall are heavily damaged.

A barrage of tracer rounds fire upon the ship to no avail.

The Korean peninsula approaches. Its northern half bears many impact craters.

The sub passes above a large flotilla of barges and small boats on The Pacific Ocean.

The California coastline passes beneath.

Huge levees brace the coast against large, pounding waves.

The American desert passes.

Vast wind and solar farms spread across the landscape.

A herd of Kek THUNDER across the plains.

The sub plunges toward a field of corn.

INT. BRIEFING ROOM - FORT MCCOY, SPARTA, WISCONSIN - DAY

Alec is sitting at a table.

A U.S. Army CORPORAL guards the door.

The door opens.

Jeremy, now 108 years old, is escorted into the room by a LIEUTENANT COLONEL.

Jeremy nearly weeps as he gapes at Alec.

Alec stands up, confused and concerned.

JEREMY

Thank you, Colonel. May I speak to Mr.

Strickland in private?

LIEUTENANT COLONEL

Of course.

The Lieutenant Colonel and the Corporal exit.

JEREMY

I can't believe it's actually you. You

haven't aged a day.

ALEC

Do I know you, sir?

JEREMY

It's me, Alec. It's Jeremy Ash.

Alec looks closely at Jeremy's face.

ALEC

Dude, I just saw you like two days ago.

That's why they've kept me isolated in

here for the last two days, isn't it?

It's eighty six years later, isn't it?

Time dilation. Just like we predicted.

JEREMY

It would seem so.

ALEC

If you're still alive, then...

JEREMY

No, Alec. I'm sorry. I've already done

the research.

ALEC

So it's true. Everyone's really dead.

Kristin, Steve, all my family, all my

friends...

JEREMY

To be honest, I never found out what

happened to Kristin but eighty six years

is a long time.

Alec's eyes lose focus. He reflects in silence for several

minutes before regaining his composure.

ALEC

How old are you?

JEREMY

A hundred and eight.

ALEC

What have you been doing all these years?

JEREMY

Actually, that's something we need to

discuss.

ALEC

Okay...

JEREMY

I stole the crystal from you. The one in

your sub was a blank.

ALEC

Come again?

JEREMY

I discovered hidden information on the

alien data crystal so I switched it with

a blank. I was concerned that the

information might be lost if something

happened to your sub.

ALEC

Wow, that was pretty uncool, dude.

JEREMY

But it totally paid off.

ALEC

If you say so. Does this payoff have

anything to do with the reason you're on

this military base?

JEREMY

Not really.

ALEC

It can't be a coincidence that you're

here right after they picked me up.

JEREMY

It's no coincidence. I tracked your sub

as it approached. It seems that three

ships followed you back here but we don't

have any information on them yet.

ALEC

That's pretty scary. So what was this

hidden information you found?

JEREMY

Schematics for your neutrino engine for

starters. Also, the complete genome for a

microbe that we bred and used to

terraform Venus.

ALEC

Venus has been terraformed?

JEREMY

Sort of. The microbes excreted carbon as

a waste product and it built up in the

atmosphere to form a sort of shell around

the planet. Actually, it's more like a

band than a shell.

ALEC

Like a planetary ring?

JEREMY

Kind of like a ring, but it's really wide

and really dark, and it orbits less than

a hundred miles above the surface.

ALEC

What about the atmosphere?

JEREMY

Probes have confirmed a nitrogen-oxygen

atmosphere, but the band blocks out a lot

of sunlight. Venus is actually colder

than Mars these days.

ALEC

Who funded this massive undertaking?

JEREMY

Cecil Millikan.

ALEC

Cecil Edward Millikan? The President of

Microcore?

JEREMY

One in the same. But he's been gone for

many years. Microcore actually belongs to

me now.

ALEC

Yeah, right. Microcore is worth billions.

JEREMY

Trillions, actually.

ALEC

So you're a trillionaire because of my

crystal?

JEREMY

Actually, you're the trillionaire now.

I'm giving it all to you.

ALEC

You're not kidding, are you?

JEREMY

It was the crystal that got me in so it's

only fair that you inherit the wealth.

ALEC

I'm speechless.

JEREMY

Besides, you're the new messiah to about

a billion people worldwide.

ALEC

Say what?

JEREMY

There's this little thing called The Book

of Alec. You'll see it soon enough so I

won't bore you with the details.

ALEC

I can't wait.

JEREMY

I hope you won't hold a grudge against me

for stealing the crystal.

ALEC

I wasn't even a part of the last eighty

six years so it didn't matter to me one

way or another. Besides, if you really

have Microcore to give me, I'm glad you

did it.

JEREMY

Steve thought the world of you, Alec.

When I betrayed you, I betrayed him. I'm

just glad that I have some way to repay

you.

ALEC

I don't mean to sound ungrateful but I

don't know anything about running a space

agency.

JEREMY

You'll have plenty of people to manage

the details. In the meantime, I'll get

you up to speed.

The Corporal enters.

CORPORAL

Mr. Strickland, your presence is

requested at Sparta Memorial Hospital.

There's a helicopter waiting to take you

there.

ALEC

Haven't you guys already run every

possible test on me?

CORPORAL

I wouldn't know, sir. I was told that it

was a matter of life and death and time

is of the essence. Mr. Ash has been

cleared to accompany you. Please,

gentlemen, follow me.

INT. INTENSIVE CARE UNIT - SPARTA MEMORIAL HOSPITAL - DAY

Alec and Jeremy are directed to a bed obscured by a curtain.

A DOCTOR approaches.

DOCTOR

We did all we could.

He looks at Alec with sympathy. Then pulls the curtain.

DOCTOR (CONT'D)

I'm sorry.

Kristin occupies the bed. She is as young as the day Alec left. She lies there catatonic. Her flesh is severely damaged.

ALEC

Kristin? Is it really you?

She is completely unresponsive.

Alec looks up at the doctor.

ALEC (CONT'D)

How is this possible? What's wrong with

her?

DOCTOR

She was frozen. One of the local cryo

labs brought her in this morning.

Apparently, they were instructed to

revive her once you'd been located.

ALEC

Why does her skin look like that?

DOCTOR

Cryogenics was a pretty crude science in

the early twenty first century. We did

everything we could to minimize the

damage. I'm afraid she doesn't have much

time.

Alec embraces her.

ALEC

Tell me that you remember me, baby.

Her arms begin to twitter. They wobble upward until her hands are pressed against Alec's back.

He pulls his head away from the nape of her neck. Looks into her eyes.

Her pupils dart around before coming to rest on his face.

Her lips finally open with an accompanying deep breath.

KRISTIN

(barely audible)

Alec?

Her eyes flutter. She wheezes and jerks violently. Within moments she is dead.

Alec begins sobbing.

EXT. MICROCORE MAIN TARMAC - DAY

The tarmac is buzzing with activity.

Numerous TRANSATMOSPHERIC SHUTTLES are receiving passengers and cargo.

Jeremy is holding a travel bag.

Alec is beside him.

JEREMY

Microcore is yours now. Take good care of

her. The world is depending on you to

take out those ships should they prove to

be hostiles.

ALEC

We've got a dozen Neutrino Drives ready

to blow them out of the sky if necessary.

JEREMY

There are millions of Kek already on

Earth but they're just vicious animals.

If these ships are filled with

intelligent spacefaring Kek, who knows

what they could teach these animals.

ALEC

We've been over this a hundred times,

Jeremy. We've got it covered.

JEREMY

We may have our own Kek ships to worry

about once we reach your four-armed

friend's homeworld. We may have to turn

around and head back to Earth as soon as

we get there.

ALEC

Who knows, maybe you'll return in eighty

six years and I'll be as old as you.

JEREMY

That would be a great day, my friend.

ALEC

I got a glimpse of Piren's planet. Pretty

cool. Lots of water. There's even a small

moon sitting on the surface.

JEREMY

That does sound cool.

ALEC

I must admit, if you hadn't stolen the

crystal from me, none of this would've

been possible. It seems that the whole

point of my encounter back in 2018 was to

deliver the neutrino engine technology to

this point in time. But since the

government now has possession of my

engine...well, you know what I mean.

JEREMY

I do indeed. My sin is your gain. Don't

let that Book of Alec nonsense go to your

head, you're already one of the most

powerful men in the world.

ALEC

I'll do my best. I think I'm gonna like

this job.

INT. CUSTOMIZED SHUTTLE - EARTH ORBIT

Alec is looking through a window.

A large multi-module ship floats nearby. External lights begin powering on all across it.

Moments later, it accelerates at impossible speed toward the constellation Eridanus.

Alec speaks to an unseen occupant in the shuttle.

ALEC

I can't believe you found me after all

these years. I appreciate all you went

through to get here. Microcore is mine

now. I can't imagine a greater gift to

come home to. Now, let's go take out

those Kek ships.

Alec looks across the cabin. Pops a thumbs-up.

Piren looks back. He mimic's Alec's gesture, raising all four thumbs in the air.

EXT. SPACE

The Earth-moon system can be seen in the distance.

A Kek ship flies past and heads for Earth. Another one right behind it.

INT. CECIL'S OFFICE - DAY

Cecil's office is now ALEC'S OFFICE.

Alec is viewing a bank of monitors. One of them displays two objects moving past Earth's moon.

A red X in the corner of the screen suddenly changes to a green circle.

Alec taps a tiny device hooked onto his ear.

ALEC

They're within targeting range. Launch

the first salvo as soon as you get a

lock.

EXT. MICROCORE MAIN TARMAC - DAY

A mobile launch platform launches six neutrino driven projectiles.

INT. ALEC'S OFFICE - DAY

The monitor displays that all six projectiles missed both targets.

Alec taps the earpiece.

ALEC

Launch the second salvo.

MAIN TARMAC

The mobile platform launches six more projectiles.

EXT. ABOVE EARTH

Both Kek ships are nearing Earth's upper atmosphere.

One of the ships is struck and destroyed by a projectile.

The other ship plunges into the atmosphere.

EXT. WASHINGTON, D.C. - DAY

The Kek ship descends above The Capitol Building.

Its braking thrusters incinerate a quarter mile wide swath of the city.

Once on the ground, hundreds of Kek begin spilling from the ship. They race outward in every direction.

The ship's ribs tear away from the top and begin rounding over.

INSIDE ALEC'S OFFICE

The bank of monitors begins displaying the faces of Heads of State. First Canada, then Mexico, then England, France, etc.

They are pleading for the destruction of the Kek ship in Washington.

Alec taps the earpiece.

ALEC

Lock DEFENSE SATELLITE ONE onto the ship.

EXT. EARTH ORBIT

Defense Satellite One rotates toward Earth.

ALEC'S OFFICE

The wall screen activates.

PRESIDENT CAINE appears. He is sitting in The Oval Office.

PRESIDENT CAINE

I know what you're thinking, Mr.

Strickland, but you need to turn that

satellite around right now.

ALEC

I can't do that, sir. The future of our

planet may be at stake.

PRESIDENT CAINE

Son, you are about to kill a million good

people. You stand down right now. That's

a direct order from The President of the

United States.

Alec switches the image to a close-up satellite view of Kek still spreading outward from their ship.

The ship is just beginning to hoist itself up on its newfound legs.

Alec taps the earpiece.

ALEC

Take out the ship.

EXT. EARTH ORBIT

Defense Satellite One unleashes a neutrino driven projectile toward Earth.

EXT. WASHINGTON, D.C. - DAY

The projectile strikes the Kek ship.

Its obliteration sweeps up all the Kek and an additional mile beyond their reach. Total devastation.

Silence falls in short order.

The Washington Monument comes down from the sky like a huge spear piercing the Earth.

An American flag flutters to the ground.

ALEC'S OFFICE

The Heads of State begin offering thanks and congratulations as they disappear, one by one, off the monitors.

The wall screen displays only static.

Piren emerges from a shadowed corner of the room.

PIREN

You did what you had to do. The Kek on

your planet are very resourceful, but

they know nothing of technology. They

were all born in the wild. If their

spacefaring friends were to spread across

your planet, there would be no stopping

them.

ALEC

I just destroyed the capital city of my

country. That's high treason.

PIREN

Your actions may have saved your world.

ALEC

Tell that to the families of the people I

just killed. Not to mention the police,

the military, and what's left of the

government. But you're right, it had to

be done.

MONTAGE:

SEVERAL VIDEO BROADCASTS IN SUCCESSION:

A POLITICIAN is speaking at a podium. The Texas State Seal displays on a wall behind him.

POLITICIAN

This man just destroyed Washington, D.C.

and killed untold thousands of people.

He should be shot on sight. Who is this

Alec Strickland, anyway?

He waves a blurry photo of Alec above his head.

POLITICIAN (CONT'D)

He comes out of nowhere, no verifiable

birth certificate, no past that can be

accounted for. We don't even know if he's

a legal citizen of the United States.

A BRIGADIER GENERAL is speaking at a press briefing.

BRIGADIER GENERAL

We've all seen the video. Hostile alien

beings had infiltrated the nation's

capital. Mr. Strickland made the hard

choice and did what had to be done. I

would have done the same to protect this

country and this planet. As it stands

now, Microcore may be our best defense

against another incursion by these alien

aggressors. We see no reason to remove

Mr. Strickland from his duties there.

A SWEET OLD WOMAN is being interviewed on the street.

SWEET OLD WOMAN

Microcore killed those horrible creatures

and kept my family safe. Who cares about

those fat cats in Washington, anyway?

The BRITISH PRIME MINISTER is speaking at a news conference.

BRITISH PRIME MINISTER

This was probably the most unselfish act

in American history.

The INDIAN PRIME MINISTER is making a public statement.

INDIAN PRIME MINISTER

Today, the United States has reaffirmed

itself as a protector of all the people

of Earth, not just its own citizens. The

path to world peace must begin today.

An ELDERLY HIPPIE is speaking via an amateur home video.

ELDERLY HIPPIE

A lot of people thought The Book of Alec

was pure fiction. But he's returned, and

has delivered salvation just as

prophesied.

He raises his hands in the air in glory.

INT. CHINESE ASSEMBLY PLANT - DAY

Kek are moving freely between its many rooms and offices, scurrying along the walls and ceiling.

The numerous Chinese officials hurrying about flinch with fear as each Kek scrambles past.

A huge bay centers the assembly plant.

Mammoth virtual screens hover before its high walls.

The screens show several different highly detailed outlines of the Kek ship just before it was destroyed in Washington, D.C. The outlines range from the ship's exterior, to its hydraulic and mechanical components, to other more complex internal components.

Numerous Kek are rushing about, tapping out complex codes on one another before spinning out the individual components of a partially completed Kek ship occupying the center of the bay.

FADE OUT.

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