Abacus looks at the clear, green-lidded cylinder of water in his lap; within it floats the dead squidfish (springblade removed). The Biobranch assistant looks from the dead fish to the quartet of soldiers.
ABACUS
(to Neredth)
Why do
Abacus glances at Neredth; her pale face is very grave.
INT. RESEARCH SANCTUARY - MOMENTS LATER
Lo-Cheun opens the green door to the wide, foam-covered room; magnetic lights on the ceiling illuminate and glide toward corners of the enclosure; three drift toward the door, shining upon the cabinets and consoles and microscopes and gurneys of the sanctuary en route. Fastened by orange elastifabric to a gurney, is Isabel, the Spanish saboteur; two BULLETS stand beside her, at attention.
Lo-Cheun enters; the waiting guards bow to him, forty degrees; he returns ten.
Neredth and Abacus enter, the latter carrying the cylinder with the fish. (Zria, Jenfer and Rectangle stay outside.) The moment Abacus’ eyes light upon the unconscious prisoner, he becomes very alarmed. The door is shut behind him...and locked, CLACK.
ABACUS
Who’s she?
LO-CHEUN
A New Puritan saboteur.
ABACUS
Saboteur? What possible point
would there be in that? Now? And
why’s she in the research
sanctuary?
40.
Nobody responds to the inquiry. Abacus sickens the moment he understands the silent implication.
ABACUS (CONT'D)
Neredth...?
NEREDTH
We’ve got tests to run-- this is
the most efficient way to do them.
Take the specimen-
ABACUS
You’re a scientist! You can’t do-
NEREDTH
This woman tried to set off a
bleach bomb in one of Elysabeth’s
brains. She is part of the
organization that made the human
race an endangered species. I can
do this. If you can’t, I’ll hire
on another assistant.
Abacus looks at the unconscious woman fastened to the table and then back to Neredth.
NEREDTH (CONT'D)
We’ll be as humane as possible--
she won’t even be conscious for
half of the tests.
Abacus SIGHS heavily and nods.
ABACUS
Okay.
Neredth nods to Lo-Cheun.
LO-CHEUN
Bullets exeunt.
(to Abacus)
Her existence- and the New Puritan
presence aboard Elysabeth- is not
commonly known. We’re covertly
searching for other threats. For
now, this information is
confidential.
Lo-Cheun waits for Abacus to respond; the Bio, still numb, looks up blankly at the three-star Bullet.
LO-CHEUN (CONT'D)
Understood?
41.
ABACUS
Yes.
The two guards walk toward the door; it opens- CLACK- from the outside. Lo-Cheun looks at Neredth and then points to the needle-adorned squidfish.
LO-CHEUN
Feel free to press that thing into
all her most sensitive areas.
The Bullets and Lo-Cheun leave; the door is shut and locked behind them, CLACK.
Titlecard: Three Option-1-Standard Days Later EXT. OPEN PLAIN / OPTION-1 - EARLY AFTERNOON
Three CRUCIFORMS (seven-Bullet units) SPLASH in tandem across the steamy surface of the plain; one is commanded by Lo-Cheun, one is commanded by Zria and one is commanded by Rectangle. Neredth, Abacus and three BIOBRANCH two-stars accompany them.
The first sun hangs high in the sky; the second sun- a giant orange-red orb- has just transcended the mountains. Everyone is bathed in sweat and casts two shadows.
Neredth looks at her thermometer: 89 Degrees Fahrenheit...90
Degrees Fahrenheit.
Abacus is bleary-eyed, PANTING and quite clearly miserable from the hot, wet trek.
ABACUS
This planet is lousy.
He leans over and SPLASHES water on his face.
ABACUS (CONT'D)
(to Neredth)
Is it too late to say squidfish are lethal and threaten all mankind?
A nearby Bullet in Zria’s cruciform looks at and addresses Abacus.
42.
FIRST FRENCHMAN
(light French accent)
Your complaining isn’t making this
better. Merde.
ABACUS
Look how dark my skin is. It
attracts and absorbs heat, unlike
your pasty and refractive dermis.
FIRST FRENCHMAN
Was that an insult? Should I be
offended by-
LO-CHEUN
Unless you’re going to say
something useful, muzzle it.
Bullets and Bio.
Neredth looks at the second sun and then back to her digital thermometer: 92 Degrees Fahrenheit.
NEREDTH
I’m calling this foray.
Zria and Rectangle look at Lo-Cheun.
LO-CHEUN
180.
The cruciforms wheel around to face the opposite direction.
LO-CHEUN (CONT'D)
Forward.
The soggy, sweaty Bullets begin their march back. (The Bios are in-between the second and third units.) ZRIA
(to Lo-Cheun)
Senior.
Lo-Cheun looks at the Indian woman.
ZRIA (CONT'D)
May we swing wide of that area with the holes? I don’t want anyone
breaking an ankle.
LO-CHEUN
(nodding)
Mark it down.
43.
ZRIA
90 right.
The foremost people of the cruciforms lead their groups northeast. Neredth looks at her thermometer: 96 degrees.
Her eyes flicker to the east; the second sun rises like a threat of damnation from the mountains.
JENFER
I see holes up ahead.
LO-CHEUN
Continue. We don’t know how far
this swath is and we don’t have
time to spend finding out. Eyes to the ground and be careful. And
look for that aquatic lizard Jean-
James described.
Jenfer, the white-haired Singaporian fronting the foremost cruciform (Zria’s), leads. The Bullets and Bios follow, warily scanning the ground.