AXIOM

"PILOT"

by

SAM WINCHESTER

"Hey Kids, what time is it?"

-Buffalo Bob Smith
THE HOWDY DOODY SHOW
BLACK SCREEN.

The sounds of a CLOCK’S ARM TICKING -- it’s MUNDANE, NORMAL

and AVERAGE --

SILENTLY FADING IN -- with an OMNIOUS HUM -- an ELECTRONIC

80’s LIKE ADVENTURE THEME PICKING UP and ENDS WITH --

“A X I O M”

-- BURSTING OUT!

SMASH CUT IN:

INT. MESSY BEDROOM - NIGHT

CUE - “TIME BOMB TOWN” - LINDSEY BUCKINGHAM

PAN ACROSS at this excuse of a ROOM -- seriously, it’s a

MOM’S worst nightmare:

CLOTHES scattered everywhere, a COMPUTER nearby is HOOKED to

a TELEVISION and BOOTLEGGING what seems to be “CLOSE
ENCOUNTERS OF THE THIRD KIND” -- it’s playing on the TV SET.

CONTINUE ON -- until we see the BED --

-- Sheets undone, sleeping on top, in an uncomfortable

position is

SCOTT McCLOUD, 23 --

-- Snoring.

His face JAMMED against his pillow --

-- PAN TOWARD HIS PHONE on top of his night table, which

starts to RING.

After the THIRD, Scott TWITCHES -- rubs his FACE AGAINST THE
PILLOW and turns to the phone, groggily opening his EYES ...

Reaches for the PHONE --

HALF-ASLEEP:

SCOTT
‘MMMM yello --

-- He YAWNS -- LISTENS:
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SCOTT (CONT’D)
-- Paul?

CUT TO:

INT. EARTHBOUND ARCADE - NIGHT (CONTINUOUS)

IT’S LOUD -- IT’S KINETIC -- IT’S CROWDED --

EARTHBOUND ARCADE --

-- RETRO video games with CROWDING FACES - fused with PLASMA,

FLAT TELEVISION sets against BRICK WALLS, with the newer GAME
SYSTEM CONSOLES hooked up to them -- FILL THE PLACE.

PAN DOWN on

PAUL -- turning around, pressing his EAR LOBE in to hear

himself THINK, let along SPEAK --

PAUL
You’re --
(BEAT)
-- SLEEPING?

CUT TO:

INT. SCOTT’S BEDROOM - NIGHT

SCOTT QUICKLY GETS UP -- rubbing his eyes -- we realize he’s

ALREADY dressed in his WORK SHIRT with the “EARTHBOUND” LOGO
stapled on it --

-- HE looks at the DIGITAL CLOCK we SWING to --

RED DIGITS tell us it’s EIGHT-THIRTY exactly --

SCOTT
(TO HIMSELF)
Ah, man --
(PHONE)
-- I’m almost there.

He RUNS OUT OF HIS ROOM --

CUT TO:

EXT. ROAD - NIGHT

COMING DOWN an INTERSECTION --

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-- A DUCATI zips right below us, slipping in between CARS and

a TRUCK --

-- JUMPS of a CORNER and LANDS.

CUT TO:

EXT. ESTABLISHING SHOT - EARTHBOUND ARCADE - NIGHT

CUE - “ROBOT ROCK” - DAFT PUNK

SCALING DOWN the BUILDING with BRIGHT, NEON LETTERS that

shine so the whole damn city can see --

“EARTHBOUND ARCADE”

The entrance is FILLING up MORE and MORE -- we can see from

off the street the DUCATI ducking to the side and PARK ...

Taking off his HELMET is SCOTT --

-- Releasing the DUCATI’S KEYS from the IGNITION, as the

motors silently turn off, Scott steps off, YAWNING -- a
couple of TEENAGE GIRLS, probably just came out from the
latest TWILIGHT FILM screening, smile at him --

-- Giving them a BRIEF smile, he walks ahead of them -- we

start a CONTINUOUS SHOT BEHIND him as he steps inside the:

CUT TO:

INT. EARTHBOUND ARCADE - CONTINUOUS

-- and WE PAN UP to get a WIDE SHOT of this PLACE --

At the BUZZING ACTIVITY and CONSTANT MOTION -- the MUSIC gets

even LOUDER in here.

BACK ON SCOTT -- PAUL joins him from the side:

PAUL
-- Twenty minutes late, but who the
hell is counting right?

SCOTT
-- Exactly!
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PAUL
... I’ll have you know he has been
waiting and complaining this WHOLE
damn time -- using your tardy as an
excuse to rowdy up the gathered
civilians -- also implying the fact
that you’re a ‘yellow belly’ -- his
words not mine -- of course, the
other two times you overslept
didn’t help your case at all -- can
not believe you were going to let
it sleep it off again.

PAUSE --

SCOTT
-- He used ‘yellow belly?’ The hell
is this, Indians and Cowboys?

SCOTT and PAUL continue to STROLL through the MAZE of ARCADE

GAMES -- occasionally bumping into the OVER-EXCITED gamer...

A pretty girl is watching a GAMER play -- Scott turns around,

making sure SHE’S THAT PRETTY -- smiles at her -- CONTINUES.

AND WE PAN BACK FARTHER --

-- to reveal A SET OF ARCADE GAMES -- both the same --

ONE RED.

ONE BLUE.

“TIME CRISIS.”

PUSH IN on a FIGURE dramatically reclining against one of the

ARCADE BOXES --

-- He looks up, a toothpick dangling off his lips.

Leaning closer on PAUL -- almost a WHISPER:

SCOTT (CONT’D)
The usage of ‘yellow-belly’ don’t
seem too far-fetched now.

The dramatic FIGURE is

LENNY, 15

YOUNG, ANNOYING: unfortunately plays M rated GAMES and thinks

that’s the PASSAGE to MANHOOD.
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SCOTT (CONT’D)
You’ve got to be kidding me -- how
old are you, squirt?

ZOOM IN ON LENNY’S EYES -- one of them TWITCHES -- ZOOM BACK

OUT.

LENNY
Don’t call me --
(BEAT)
-- Squirt.

SCOTT
You called me a ‘yellow-belly.’ I
got all right to call you that --
(BEAT)
And seriously, how old are you?

PROUDLY:

LENNY
...Fifteen.

UNDER HIS BREATH --

SCOTT
-- SERIOUSLY. You’re kidding me.

He turns to PAUL -- grabs his arm -- TURN AWAY from LENNY and
the CROWD -- RUSHED WHISPERING:

SCOTT (CONT’D)
What the hell is this?

PAUL
-- What? I didn’t know how old he
was!

SCOTT
Dammit, Paul, he’s FIFTEEN!

PAUL
So--?

SCOTT
I can’t battle a fifteen year old?
I’m going to look retarded!

PAUL
-- Do what you have to do.

CUE - “ARCADE ROBOT” - BOYS NOIZE

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SCOTT TAKES A DEEP BREATH -- turns to see LENNY LOOKING AT

HIM -- that TOOTHPICK constantly moving inside his MOUTH..

LENNY
-- You backing out?

Nodding “NO” -- quite simply:

SCOTT
Nope.

DRAMATIC TENSITY BUILDS UP --

-- Scott BRUSHES past LENNY -- grabbing the RED TIME CRISIS

GAME GUN -- lifting it up to his FACE --

SCOTT (CONT’D)
-- How long you been playing the
Crisis, there, Lenny?

NEVER LOSING A BEAT:

LENNY
-- All my life.

TRYING TO RESIST -- BURSTING OUT:

SCOTT
Okay, that doesn’t make sense --

LENNY LIFTS UP THE BLUE GUN -- takes out a QUARTER. SCOTT

digs in his POCKETS -- also pulls out a QUARTER.

LENNY
-- What are we playing?

SCOTT
Highest shot score -- classic
versus mode.

CUT TO A SPLIT SCREEN --

-- ON ONE SIDE SCOTT

-- ON ONE SIDE LENNY

Each one PLACES IN THE QUARTER IN THEIR SLOT -- and we JOIN

AS ONE SCREEN AGAIN -- the main SCREEN for “TIME CRISIS”
SNAPS into place -- and we GO BACK TO SPLIT SCREEN -- BEHIND
both SCOTT AND LENNY --

-- They RAISE THEIR PLASTIC GUNS --

The CROWD watches around them with FEROCITY --

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AND RIGHT BEFORE SHIT GOES DOWN --

-- SILENCE:

LENNY
-- Hey, McCloud.

Scott, GUN LIFTED, ready to ROCK and ROLL, turns his EYES
away from the SCREEN -- frowning:

SCOTT
-- What.

LENNY
-- You’ve had the highest score for
this game for the past eight years.
(BEAT)
-- Until tonight.

SIMPLE. EFFECTIVE.

-- SCOTT SIMPLY SMILES.

TIME CRISIS GAME

...GAME START!

SNAP INTO SLOW MOTION --

-- THEIR FINGERS START PULLING THOSE PLASTIC TRIGGERS.

PAN BEHIND THEM -- their RESPECTIVE SCREENS glowing with the

poorly -- but CLASSIC -- rendered BODIES sticking their
BODIES UP -- only to be AIMED AT and shot by SCOTT and LENNY.

SCOTT IS IN THE GAME -- his EYES FLASHING BACK AND FORTH --

his ARMS following --

LENNY is biting his LOWER LIP --

SWING and ZOOM to SCOTT’S SCREEN -- the SCORE DIGITS going UP

AND UP -- then to LENNY’S -- it’s doing the same, but at a
MUCH SLOWER SPEED, and the NUMBER is definitely behind SCOTT.

WIDE SHOT - BEHIND THE TWO -

TIME CRISIS GAME (CONT’D)

-- GAME OVER!

SCOTT SPINS THE PLASTIC GUN like he was a COWBOY, that was
his VICTORIOUS REVOLVER in a DEADLY DUEL ... swiftly going
back in the GUN HOLDER --

-- He PRETENDS he can’t hear when --

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TIME CRISIS GAME (CONT’D)

-- PLAYER ONE --
(BEAT)
WINS.

LENNY
-- You have more experience than
me. This wasn’t a fair match --

SCOTT
Tough titties, kid -- that’s what I
was trying to tell you -- I’ve been
the sole keeper of that very score
board right there --

-- He points at the SCREEN -- where YET AGAIN SCOTT’S NAME

reigns at the top of the LEADER BOARD --

SCOTT (CONT’D)
-- For EIGHT years --
(BEAT)
And no punk kid is gonna come here,
chewing on their little toothpick
like he’s John Wayne in ‘Rio Bravo’
and knock me off --

CUE - “OH YEAH” - YELLO

BEAT - SMILES.

He turns to the CROWD -- sticking his ARMS OUT -- the CROWD

is obviously in an even more ECSTATIC MOOD --

WALKING PAST PAUL --

SCOTT (CONT’D)
I’m crashing upstairs --

SMILING, Paul stays in place, leaning against one of the

MACHINES --

PAUL
-- Don’t drool on my pillow!

CUT TO BLACK SCREEN -- the music IMMEDIATELY STOPS -- and

there’s a MOMENT OF ECHOED SILENCE -- right before:

FADE IN - “MIDNIGHT RIDER” - THE ALLMAN BROTHERS BAND

CUT TO:
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EXTREME CLOSE-UP OF TWO EYES --

-- DARK BROWN, PIERCING -- staring STRAIGHT through us.

PULL BACK to reveal the face of

AGENT NEMO --

-- Inside a

INT. DINER - DAY

He sits in a TABLE by himself -- legs crossed, a NAPKIN over

his DRESS SHIRT and SUIT like a child would to not get
himself DIRTY -- clears his throat as he reads over the NEWS
PAPER.

Frowns as he takes a look at the CORNER of the PAPER --

-- the DATE --

-- He nods to himself, clearing his throat:

NEMO
Landing on the second page of the
newspaper --

A waitress walks by him, holding a COFFEE POT, and in the

middle of that SENTENCE --

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- Miss?

With a kind face, the WAITRESS turns to him:

NEMO (CONT’D)
Two questions -- the first being,
what time is it right now...?

Nemo lifts up his WATCH --

-- The waitress turns to a CLOCK ON THE WALL:

WAITRESS
--It’s quarter past seven, doll.

MOUTHING IT TO HIMSELF --

NEMO
Quarter... past... seven...

-- He SETS his CLOCK to THAT TIME.

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NEMO (CONT’D)
Thank you --
(BEAT)
-- And I was wondering if I could
get some coffee. I miss coffee.

WAITRESS
Sure thing, here you are --

She’s about to pour some COFFEE on Nemo’S EMPTY CUP, but

NEMO’S EYES GO WIDE, quickly covering the TOP of his CUP with
his hands.

NEMO
Um, I was wondering if it could be
freshly brewed? If it wasn’t much
of a hassle, please? I have a thing
for recently brewed coffee --

Not minding AT ALL:

WAITRESS
Not a problem, I’ll be back in a
heartbeat with that fresh pot o’
Joe, sunshine --

LEFT IN A CHEERFUL MOOD, Nemo reaches into his SUIT POCKET

and pulls out a strange DEVICE -- shaped like a RECTANGLE,
the sides have TWO NEON LIGHTS shining -- the machine looks
YEARS ahead of OUR TECHNOLOGY --

-- He slides his FINGER on it -- SPEAKING DIRECTLY TO IT:

NEMO
(CLEARING THROAT)
-- Humans are still nice. The year
is (BEEP) --

-- It’s going to be BEEPED until I say otherwise --

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- I landed about three minutes ago
right outside a Landon’s Diner. The
air smelt of oil, gas and a rich
crust my trustworthy and keen sense
of smell made out as --
(BEAT)
-- Cherry pie.

He reaches out for a MENU -- scans it, moving his FINGER down
along the LIST OF FOOD until he ends in a PICTURE of a
DELICIOUS-looking CHERRY PIE -- he puts the MENU back in it’s
place.
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NEMO (CONT’D)
Let it be known, that Landon’s
diner does serve cherry pies --
(BEAT)
Delicious looking ones, too, may I
add. End of line.

The waitress comes back with a STEAMING POT OF COFFEE -- she

pours some inside Nemo’s cup --

WAITRESS
And just where do you visit us
from, hon?

BEAT - PAUSE.

NEMO
Well, I was just in Africa prior
arriving here --

WAITRESS
Oh -- how exotic.

NEMO
Indeed --
(BEAT)
-- beautiful landscapes and some of
the most gorgeous arrays of
giraffes I will ever see -- a shame
it had to be ruined with some of
the most unpleasant
extraterrestrial life forms I have
ever met -- it was quite annoying,
completely ruining my perspective
of what I’m sure is a stunning
landscape --

The waitress just nods -- realizing that this guy is an

ABSOLUTE, FUCKING NUT -- she stops pouring the COFFEE...

NEMO (CONT’D)
(NOT LOSING A BEAT)
Ahh. Thank you --

He lifts up the CUP OF COFFEE UP TO HIS NOSE -- closing his

eyes, he takes a SNIFF, absolutely loving the INHALATION...

Opening his EYES -- staring at the WAITRESS:

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- And now for the tricky part.

He’s about to PLACE the edge of the CUP to his LIPS -- but he
stops:
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NEMO (CONT’D)
-- What year is it?

THE WAITRESS FROWNS -- wondering why she’s in such suspense

on what this man thinks of HOW the COFFEE TASTES --

WAITRESS
(BEAT)
(BLEEP).

NEMO
Oh -- right, so you don’t know what
a Mist Coffee Maker is, correct...?

BEAT -- THIS GUY IS GETTING STRANGER:

WAITRESS
...No?

NEMO
-- Thought so.
(PAUSE)
Hold your breath --
(BEAT)
-- come on, do it.

SHE DOES --

NEMO (CONT’D)
Count to two --

Nemo lifts the CUP up to his LIPS -- the COFFEE pours into
his MOUTH -- the WAITRESS let’s GO OF HER BREATH -- PAUSE --

His eyes SQUINT -- his face is in UTTER EXAMINATION --

NEMO (CONT’D)
...It’s absolutely delicious.

He nods -- to himself --

WAITRESS
Oh, excellent --

PAUSE -- holding her chest --

WAITRESS (CONT’D)
You put me in a fluster there --

ABOUT to WALK OFF --

NEMO
Oh, I’m sorry to be anymore of a
hassle --
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WAITRESS
-- Make nothing of if it --

NEMO
Was wondering if I could order one
of your delicious-looking cherry
pies -- one slice shall do nicely
and out of the oven --

SMILING -- SO PROUD:

WAITRESS
As our homemade pie slices are done
--

NEMO
Thank you so much -- a new fork,
too.

-- NEMO lifts up the FORK already next to his CUP -- with a

smile and nod, she walks off -- CHARMED by his ECCENTRICITY.

ON NEMO -- as he lifts the CUP OF COFFEE and sips again. He

takes OUT the RECTANGULAR DEVICE -- slides his FINGER:

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- Nemo, here.
(PAUSE)
Make note: location? Valley Creek,
California -- Landon’s Diner is a
trustworthy spot for all of my
coffee necessities -- let it be
known that their coffee is
absolutely delicious, to my
startled surprise, dare I say, was
amazing without the usage of a Mist
Coffee Maker. The final test is yet
to come, to ensure the quality of
their cherry pies which I have
taken the liberty of ordering -- I
took note that my waitresses’s name
is a one Terri Gallagher, petite,
dark brown hair and even darker
eyes, although soft on mine --
(PAUSE)
-- The time...?

NEMO LIFTS UP HIS WRIST -- looks at his watch -- PAUSE.

He looks back up.

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NEMO (CONT’D)
... Not yet. I still have a couple
of hours, actually, before the drop
is made and I roll into action --
(PAUSE)
That is all. End of line.

WE PUSH ON NEMO as he TURNS OFF HIS DEVICE and QUICKLY SNEAKS

IT in his SUIT POCKET --

-- TERRI, the waitress, comes walking back with an CHERRY

PIE, steaming with delicious SMOKE --

NEMO (CONT’D)
Ohhhh --

-- His mouth almost waters.

She places it carefully down IN FRONT OF HIM -- hands him a

NEW FORK -- he takes it --

NEMO (CONT’D)
(WHISPERING)
Thank you.

Clearing his throat -- shuffling into his seat -- he takes a

DEEP BREATH and

EXTREME CLOSE-UP on the PIE as NEMO sticks HIS FORK INSIDE --

the PINGS PIERCING right THROUGH the SOFT CRUST -- he LIFTS
it RIGHT BACK UP -- the end of it has a GOOD SEGMENT of PIE
and CHERRY --

-- He takes the fork and sticks it inside his MOUTH --

POINT OF VIEW INSIDE NEMO’S MOUTH as we see the CHERRY PIE

coming in --

BACK OUT -- NEMO closes his EYES -- teeth CRUSHING the PIE.

NEMO (CONT’D)
It’s the best damn cherry pie I’ve
ever had --

RUBBING HIS SHOULDER --

WAITRESS
I’m glad we’re a hit with ya --

NEMO looks up -- chewing for A BEAT -- SWALLOWS, almost

GULPING it DOWN --
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NEMO
-- I’m definitely coming back here.

CUT TO:

EXT. LANDON’S DINER - SIDEWALK - DAY

...NEMO STEPS OUT -- taking a deep breath -- pulling on his

CORDUROY SUIT COLLAR -- his SKINNY, BLACK TIE loosened --

This is the AGENT NEMO LOOK.

-- PUSH ON HIS FACE --

NEMO
-- Let’s get started.

QUICKLY, he walks to the side and we FOLLOW HIM ... he turns

his HEAD to the SIDE, BEHIND HIM, to the SIDE AGAIN -- as if
he wants NO ONE to SPOT HIM --

-- WALKS INSIDE AN ALLEY --

-- Nemo looks down to see a HOMELESS MAN sleeping next to a

TRASH CAN --

HOMELESS
-- You got spare on ya?

Nemo frowns -- pats the outside of his SUIT blazer --

NEMO
-- I don’t think so. Give me a
minute.

He slips out the DEVICE from BEFORE -- lifts it in front of

his face --

TALKING TO THE HOMELESS MAN --

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- I wanted to congratulate you on
the state of your Earth time-line.

Stops WHAT he’s doing and looks at the HOMELESS MAN --

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- I’ve seen worse. Much, much
worse.

The HOMELESS MAN is UTTERLY CONFUSED -- Nemo turns back to

the DEVICE and rapidly HITS some NEON NUMBERS --
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NEMO (CONT’D)
Right. Moving along, now.

PLACING THE DEVICE ON THE FLOOR --

FEMALE VOICE
-- Authorization granted.
(PAUSE)
Welcome back, Nemo --

-- PUSH IN ON THE HOMELESS MAN -- frowning, staring at the

ALIEN DEVICE --

SWING and PUSH ON NEMO -- he smiles:

NEMO
I’ll see you in a minute -- you got
a watch on you?

He looks back to see the CONDITION of the HOMELESS MAN --

NEMO (CONT’D)
Kind of a silly question. But, you
can count can’t you?

The MAN nods --

NEMO (CONT’D)
Be a good lad and count to sixty,
yeah?

NEMO takes a deep breath -- turns to the front -- BEAT.

-- Suddenly, his EYES GO WIDE -- as if he remembers something

and swinging back to the MAN, lifting his finger:

NEMO (CONT’D)
(BEAT)
-- Not yet, though. Until I tell
you to.

-- BACK TO THE FRONT --

As the DEVICE unleashes a GLOW: DEEP BLUE, NEON LIGHT --

-- THE LIGHT STARTS STRETCHING -- until we realize IT’S

SHAPING UP to be a DOOR -- a WIND PICKS UP, coming from
INSIDE --

PUSH ON NEMO -- who smiles -- the WIND flustering his LONG

HAIR --

-- BEAT. Turns to the HOMELESS MAN -- STILL SMILING, excited,

almost like a CHILD:
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NEMO (CONT’D)
...Cannonball.

NEMO STEPS INTO THE BLUE NEON DOOR -- electricity BOLTS

sticking to his SUIT like STATIC --

-- Sticks HIS HEAD OUT --

NEMO (CONT’D)
You can commence the counting now.

-- Puts his head BACK INSIDE -- but HIS HAND still comes out
and GRABS the DEVICE, taking it back INSIDE WITH HIM -- and
SUDDENLY EVERYTHING DIES DOWN.

The homeless man -- still in SHOCK -- lifts his fingers and

starts counting --

CUT TO:

COMPLETELY WHITE --

-- Except for a BLACK SEAT right in the middle. Seriously --

THE INFINITE OF A WHITE ROOM STRETCHES BEFORE US --

We can’t tell where it ENDS or where it BEGINS and VICE-

VERSA.

Suddenly, NEMO steps in, his footsteps echoing -- runs toward

the seat, falls on it and it ROLLS -- he STICKS HIS HANDS UP,
as if in a roller coaster:

NEMO
WHEEEE --

-- With his feet he BRINGS it back to the MIDDLE of the

FRAME.

NEMO (CONT’D)
Alright, beautiful, where did we
leave off?

He RAISES HIS HANDS -- CLAPS --

-- AND SUDDENLY --

MILLIONS OF HOLOGRAPHIC SCREENS POP OUT OF NOWHERE.

-- Each one PLAYING different SCENARIOS, in DIFFERENT

LOCATIONS, and in DIFFERENT TIMES -- oh, yeah.
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Taking out a pair of HORN-RIMMED GLASSES he places them ON

and squints as he stands up -- looking at the HOLOGRAPHIC
SCREENS:

NEMO (CONT’D)
...No, that’s not it --

He walks toward another --

NEMO (CONT’D)
Nope -- not you either.

STRETCHING HIS HAND OUT -- he grabs a FLOATING HOLOGRAPH

SCREEN -- examines it --

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- Close, but not you.

He throws it behind him -- it FLOATS right back up and nudges

between some OTHER SCREEN.

GETTING ANNOYED:

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- Alright, location is EARTH --
year is (BLEEP) and I’m dealing
with some bloody HALYCONS -- can I
get a bit of help here?

MANY OF THE SCREENS DISAPPEAR --

-- only a couple are left.

BUT ONE OF THEM SHINES, almost GLOWS -- and WE GET BEHIND IT,
NEMO IS IN DEEP FOCUS --

-- He sticks HIS HAND OUT -- and the SCREEN comes FLOATING TO

HIM.

NEMO (CONT’D)
There you are --

CIRCLE AROUND NEMO as he looks DOWN AT IT -- he takes out the

DEVICE -- makes it SCAN the HOLOGRAPHIC SCREEN and ABSORB IT.

OUT LOUD:

NEMO (CONT’D)
Darling --
(PAUSE)
-- Time in the AXIOM?

FEMALE VOICE
-- Ten minutes, Nemo.
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NEMO
Right.
(BEAT)
-- Time to step out, then.

HE GETS UP -- clears throat --

CUT TO:

INT. ALLEY - DAY - CONTINUOUS

PUSHING IN ON THE HOMELESS MAN -- he’s still USING HIS

FINGERS as his lips whisper:

HOMELESS
-- Fifty nine...

A WIND PICKS UP --

HOMELESS (CONT’D)
-- Sixty.

-- BEAMS OF ELECTRICITY STRETCH out like SKINNY arms and

stick to the WALLS of the buildings --

THE BLUE, ELECTRIC DOOR OPENS --

-- NEMO steps out, taking a deep breath.

HE POINTS AT THE HOMELESS MAN --

NEMO
TIME!

HOMELESS
Sixty seconds --
(PAUSE)
-- On the dot.

NEMO smiles -- confident. Bit of a lovable smirk.

NEMO
Works like a charm.

HOMELESS
...Who --
(BEAT)
-- Are you?

NEMO reaches into a POCKET INSIDE his SUIT -- pulls out a

HUNDRED DOLLAR BILL.
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-- Walks up to the HOMELESS man, kneels in front of him,

grabs his HAND and SMASHES the BILL in his palm.

NEMO
A friend.

Getting up -- NEMO walks out of the ALLEY and back into the
SIDEWALK -- this SPRINGING ENERGY coming out of HIM, almost
with EVERY STEP he takes.

SLOWLY, we SWING back to the HOMELESS MAN --

-- He looks down at his palm, at the HUNDRED DOLLAR BILL. He

GRINS hard -- like he’s never had in a LONG TIME.

CUT TO:

INT. COMMUNITY COLLEGE CLASSROOM - DAY

CUE - “SO WATCHA WANT” - BEASTIE BOYS

The TEACHER is in the FRONT -- writing in the BOARD -- some

BORING-ASS MATH EQUATIONS --

PAN BACK from STUDENTS either turned to the front -- with

some ZOMBIE EXPRESSIONS -- their eyes almost DROOPING --

Others just have their HEAD down --

-- and we end up on SCOTT, silently snoring -- headphones in

his EAR -- where the song becomes MUFFLED.

Everyone GETS UP -- ready to leave, but SCOTT is left there,

SLEEPING --

-- Finally, he groans, YAWNING, slowly lifting his HEAD to

see HE IS BY HIMSELF in the EMPTY CLASSROOM --

Seriously -- NOT THE FIRST TIME:

SCOTT
Oh, not again --

-- He takes off his headphones and gets up -- awkwardly --

with the TEACHER staring at him, arms crossed.

Balding at the age of THIRTY, a SHARP nose that would put the
VULTURE to shame -- dress shirt sleeves rolled up --

TEACHER
C’mere.
 21.

SIGHING to himself, Scott grabs his BACK-PACK, swings it on

his BACK and walks toward his teacher --

TEACHER (CONT’D)
What did we talk about today. You
tell me one NEW THING we discussed
today in class and you get to walk
out of that door, like a free man--

TUGGING on his BACK-PACK STRAP --

SCOTT
...Um --

He looks at the BOARD -- there are STILL some EVIDENCE of

MATH WORK:

SCOTT (CONT’D)
Uh -- we talked about combination
and -- um,
(BEAT)
-- permutations.

TEACHER
Oh, you’re referring to that --

-- He points to the BOARD --

TEACHER (CONT’D)
-- That’s just something I wrote
for my next class.
(BEAT)
--It isn’t related to the class you
are in any shape, number, letter or
form--
(BEAT)
I know your kind --

Scott frowns -- a little WEIRDED out --

TEACHER (CONT’D)
-- the whole Slacker generation who
can’t survive without their damn I-
Pods, laptops and wireless internet
-- now you’re failing my class. And
I know this class is essential for
your continuing education here --
and I ain’t giving you shit if you
keep on showing the level of
attention you’re demonstrating to
me right now, is that understood,
McCloud?
 22.

The TEACHER is SERIOUSLY almost FACE-TO-FACE with SCOTT --

who is slowly BACKING HIS FACE OUT --

SCOTT
(BEAT)
-- You have very deep eyes.

TEACHER
-- Get the hell outta my face and
classroom, McCloud.

GLADLY --

-- But Scott keeps his mouth shut and walks out of the
CLASSROOM -- but BEFORE HE DOES --

TEACHER (CONT’D)
Oh, and McCloud --

SCOTT TURNS -- sighing:

TEACHER (CONT’D)
-- Don’t forget your homework on
permutations and combinations --

-- the teacher points at the BOARD --

TEACHER (CONT’D)
-- It’s what we learned today.

With the biggest JERK SMILE ever, the teacher sits back down
on his desk -- placing his LEGS on top of the table. SCOTT
gives him a DEADPAN stare -- realized he just got CONNED big
time.

-- walks out, closing the door hard.

CUT TO:

INT. HALLWAY - COMMUNITY COLLEGE - CONTINUOUS

ANNOYED -- Scott walks, shoulders hunched -- and soon a SLIM

girl joins him from the SIDE --

GABBY, 22

-- Holding her books.

GABBY
-- Aww. Look at his face.

Smiling, Scott just nods -- tired:

 23.

SCOTT
I hate that class -- I hate him --
I hate the subject.

SCOTT SMILES --

GABBY
-- I heard you gave a fifteen year
old hell yesterday with a classic
versus battle in Time Crisis last
night --

SCOTT
(BEAT)
Dude, he called me a ‘yellow
belly!’
(BEAT)
--Where were you at?
(BEAT)
I gave an amazing spectacle, if I
do say so myself.

WITTY --

GABBY
-- Working at a real establishment.
You know: One that helps people to
progress in their life --

SCOTT
Pssh--
(BEAT)
As if an arcade isn’t that exactly.
We help people in trouble to
release their mind in ways they can
only dream -- you’ve had a shit day
at work or classroom, right? --
what do you do? I’ll tell you what
you do. You run to the nearest
arcade establishment, in this case,
the most finesse in a thousand-mild
radius, Earthbound, carefully wrap
your hand around a joystick -- and
let it all out. I don’t understand
why people go to these
psychiatrists -- what better way to
release your stress and anger than
to kill a sixteen-bit rendition of
some velociraptor or dance to the
beat of some catchy Japanese song
whose title is, like, beyond me to
pronounce correctly?
 24.

GABBY
You’re too charming for your own
good --

SCOTT
-- Are you coming tonight...? You
know, to make up for your absence
after what was a very important
event for me --
(BEAT)
-- Right when I needed you the
most...

Gabby playfully SLAMS into SCOTT from the side --

GABBY
-- You queen.
(SMILES)
Yeah, I’ll be there --

Scott looks down at her --

SCOTT
-- excellent.

The both walk past us --

CUT - PULLING OUT -

FROM AN ARCADE SCREEN --

-- MARVEL VS. CAPCOM -- with WOLVERINE leaping toward RYU --

KINETIC FIGHTING MOVEMENTS OCCURRING --

INT. EARTHBOUND ARCADE - NIGHT

GABBY is SMASHING THE BUTTONS -- pulling a HAIR STRAND behind

her EAR -- EYES wide OPEN -- completely excited, her forehead
almost SWEATY --

-- SCOTT is next to her -- both of them BATTLING -- laughing,

running out of breath --

CUT - MOMENTS LATER

They BOTH sit in a TABLE, eating PIZZA SLICES -- lifting a

slice to her mouth -- in the small FOOD COURT in the corner
of the ARCADE -- ALREADY IN CONVERSATION:

GABBY
-- My turn.
(SIGHS)
(MORE)
 25.
GABBY (CONT'D)
Top three track ones from any album
released early nineties --

SCOTT kind of put his LIPS TO THE SIDE -- thinking, lifting a

plastic cup -- he’s ABSOLUTELY LOVING this girl --

SCOTT
Toughie. My top three, not in any
particular order:
(BEAT)
-- “My Name is Jonas,” Weezer off
the Blue Album --
(BEAT)
-- “Smells like Teen Spirit,”
Nirvana off Nevermind --

GABBY
Ooh --

SCOTT
And last, but most definitely not
least --
(BEAT)
-- off one of my favorite albums of
all time --
(BEAT)
“Airbag,” Radiohead, off their
legendary record, OK Computer --

GABBY
-- You bastard!
(BEAT)
That would have been my number one,
too --

They laugh -- give each other a warm smile, when SCOTT gulps
the last of his SODA and GABBY her last slice --

GABBY (CONT’D)
So what now -- what are you doing
when you rack up all your credits?

SCOTT
Eh.
(BEAT)
I don’t know -- I just planned on,
uh, just working here, and then --

Scott SIGHS -- shrugs, laughing --

GABBY
-- You got family living here?
 26.

BEAT -- clearing his throat, circling the PLASTIC CUP in his

hand --

SCOTT
No, um -- my mom died recently and,
uh, I never had the pleasure of
meeting my dad -- I mean, it’s no
big deal --
(SAD CHUCKLE)
-- I never really put much mind to
it, I guess -- all I needed was my
mom.

With a mixture of a sad and happy frown, GABBY smiles -- puts

her hand over SCOTT’S --

GABBY
-- I’m sorry, still.

-- Scott grabs GABBY’S HAND and flips it over -- as if he is

a PSYCHIC or something, his finger going across her palm --
JOKINGLY:

SCOTT
What about you -- what does the
future hold for you?

GABBY
Grad school, for sure. I, uh, want
to be a dentist -- but damn, that
sounds so silly when I tell people.

SCOTT
I’d trust you with my teeth --

Gabby laughs --

ON SCOTT, also smiling --

CUT TO:

EXT. PARKING LOT - MALL - NIGHT

PAN UP from a GLOWING MALL SIGN --

“VALLEY CREEK”

-- and WIDE SHOT of the EMPTY PARKING LOT.

SUDDEN CUT -- BEHIND FIVE CARS

EACH ONE OF THEM PARALLEL WITH EACH OTHER -- and wait til I
tell you what kind of cars --
 27.

FUCKING DELOREANS --

-- Their MOTORS roaring SWIFTLY -- suddenly -- ONE BY ONE

they start to BRAKE SUDDENLY -- DRIFTING, their BEAUTIFUL
TIRES and RIMS sliding on the PAVEMENT --

-- ONE DELOREAN slides to the SIDE -- stopping RIGHT in front

of us.

WE PAN DOWN -- the GULL-WING doors open --

-- Out steps out a SLIM MAN, dressed in a STUNNING SUIT. He

steps out with such ARROGANCE.

MORE STEP OUT of the other DELOREANS --

-- and realize they almost ALL look the SAME.

They LOOK TO THE SIDE -- meeting up -- but the ONE we saw

FIRST STEP UP is the LEADER, which is what we NAME HIM --

LEADER
-- Are these the correct --
(BEAT)
-- coordinates?

His voice is so MONOTONE -- their are DELIBERATE PAUSES

between his WORDS.

The other FOUR BEHIND HIM simply nod --

SUDDENLY --

-- A BEAM FROM THE SKY falls on the PARKING LOT -- almost

like a HELICOPTER LIGHT coming down -- a MAGNETIC RING to
it...

ECHOED BOOM --

-- the light dissapears and a SINGLE FIGURE stands there.

Lifts his head -- dressed in a FLAMBOYANT BLUE SUIT and RED

TIE -- this is the SELLER, and with a SMILE he looks up to
see the MEN IN SUITS.

SELLER
-- Good to see ya, fellas. How you
liking the spot? Nice, isn’t it...?
(PAUSE)
Earth --

-- the Seller shrugs --

 28.

SELLER (CONT’D)
-- A little too quaint for me, but
it’s nice for little meet up spots.
BUT--
(BEAT)
Shall we get down to business, yes?
Y’all don’t look like a bunch who
really like to waste much time, I
imagine? SO, what did you fellas
come down here for -- my superior
tells me it was for some of the
bang-bang items, if you get my
drift --

-- He laughs, but the MEN IN SUITS don’t.

SELLER (CONT’D)
...Right.

THEN -- WITH SUCH PRECISE ENTERING --

VOICE
Now, just WHERE in the world can I
find a bathroom around these spots?

THE SELLER and MEN IN SUITS quickly PULL OUT SMALL HANDGUNS
and TURN to the VOICE -- ALL OF THEM completely SURPRISED..

WE SWING and see it’s NONE OTHER than --

NEMO.

AGENT NEMO.

Smiling, lifting his hands up --

NEMO
-- Fancy me finding the bunch of
you’s here.

The SELLER’s LIP quivers -- ANGRY -- not the first time this
NAME has slipped out of his LIPS:

SELLER
(DISGUST)
NEMO.

NEMO
You --
(doing CIRCULAR motions
around HIS FACE)
-- nice make-up, really brings out
the human in you. NOW --
(RUBS HANDS)
(MORE)
 29.
NEMO (CONT'D)
What can I possibly be interrupting
here? Intergalactic trafficking of
weapons? Neuro drugs? Little bit of
some collision course -- it’s
spring fever in the Halycon market,
isn’t?

NEMO points at the SELLER --

NEMO (CONT’D)
(BEAT)
And Earth as your meeting spot,
very classy of you --
(PAUSE)
Christ, how rude of me.
(BEAT)
Didn’t even introduce myself to
yours customers --

Taking his hands out of his pockets, he walks up to the

LEADER of the DELOREAN BUNCH and shakes his hand --

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- Nemo.

Letting go off his hand, Nemo looks at his own -- smells it.

NEMO (CONT’D)
If there was one thing you should
know about me--?
(BEAT)
It’s my nose --

-- he points at it --

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- It’s pretty sensitive.
(PAUSE)
Now, if you excuse me.

HE SNIFFS HIS HAND -- everyone stares at him strangely. PAUSE

-- moment of ANALYZING in his eyes as he looks up -- he HUMS.

NEMO (CONT’D)
MMMM --
(BEAT)
Oh my --

POINTING AT THE MEN --

NEMO (CONT’D)
You’re--

THE SELLER LIFTS UP HIS GUN --

 30.

SELLER
-- Enough is ENOUGH, dammit.
(BEAT)
I’ve never had such a clean shot at
your face -- and trust me, Agent
Nemo -- I’ve found myself in many
day-dreams of having this baby
pointed directly in front of your
smug-ridden face.

-- THE FRONT OF THE GUN starts to METALLICALLY PULL BACK and

REVEAL A MUCH MORE DANGEROUS RAY-GUN -- the nozzle GLOWING
and HUMMING...

NEMO
OOH. Shiny.
(BEAT)
BUT...

NEMO twirls AROUND and GETS BEHIND THE FIVE MEN -- GETTING
EXCITED:

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- These are human buyers, aren’t
they? You are selling alien
technology to them, you sly slime.
But the plot thickens, they aren’t
from this time stream, are they...?
It explains why they aren’t talking
and have that really weird,
eccentric and distinctive smell --

SNAPPING his fingers in front of the MEN -- as if trying to

get a REACTION from them --

NEMO (CONT’D)
Take off their sunglasses and I bet
their beady little eyes are
dilated, like they’ve been staring
at the sun all day --

-- Nemo laughs.

NEMO (CONT’D)
Time-traveling isn’t as easy as it
is in the moving pictures, now is
it fellas? And just where do you
visit us from?
(Turning to the SELLER)
This is a new low for you --
 31.

-- but as he turns back to face the men THEY ALL LIFT UP

THEIR GUNS -- one of the GLOWING NOZZLES is about an INCH
away from NEMO’S NOSE -- his PUPILS slowly SWING DOWN to the
FRONT of the NOZZLE, inch away from his FACE.

NEMO (CONT’D)
(SLOWLY)
-- I’ve seen that gun before --
(STOPS)
Well, technically, after, but it’s
whatever.
(PAUSE)
Thank you for confirming.

WIDE SHOT -- OFF THE PARKING LOT --

EVERY PERSON has a WEAPON POINTED AT NEMO, who smiles -- NOT

the first this has HAPPENED.

PUSH ON NEMO --

NEMO (CONT’D)
I’m a lover, not a fighter?

CUT TO:

INT. OUTSIDE APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT

SCOTT’S DUCATI pulls to the side -- and we realize that there

are TWO RIDERS --

-- turning off the BIKE, he takes off his helmet and swings
around to take GABBY’S OFF, too --

GABBY
Thanks for the ride --

SCOTT
Not a problem --

GABBY
I still think you using Iron Man
was a little bit on the cheating
side --

SCOTT
-- Sore loser.

They laugh --

SILENCE.
 32.

GABBY
I’ll see you tomorrow?

SCOTT
If I can get up --

GABBY
-- Promise me something.

SCOTT
What?

GABBY
Don’t drop out.

Scott STAYS QUIET --

GABBY (CONT’D)
Seriously, Scott. Apart from having
the absolute DELIGHT of hanging
with you -- I really want to see
you do well for yourself -- to see
you move on --
(BEAT)
-- You’re capable of so many, many
things, I know you are --

SCOTT tries to LOOK AWAY, but Gabby places her FIST under his
CHIN and carefully turns it toward HER FACE --

GABBY (CONT’D)
Promise me? You won’t drop out...?

SCOTT
(SIGHING)
Fine --
(BEAT)
-- But there’s a catch.

GABBY
Name it.

SCOTT
Tomorrow night.
(BEAT)
--Me and you in an actual, legit
restaurant and not the corner of
Earthbound and half-baked pizza--

LAUGHING, she kisses Scott in the CHEEK --

GABBY
You got it, tiger --
 33.

She GETS off his BIKE and walks toward the APARTMENT ENTRANCE
and steps inside -- the door closing behind her. She turns to
SCOTT and gives him a wave before going up the STAIRS --

-- Scott waves back -- not until she’s out of his sight that
he drops his hand.

HE ROARS back on the DUCATI’S MOTORS -- slamming ACCELERATION

before he TAKES OFF --

CUT TO:

EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT

TRACK SHOT BEHIND THE DUCATI --

-- Scott swerves in between an EIGHTEEN-WHEELER and a CAR,

carefully SNEAKING in --

-- CONTINUE BEHIND HIM --

-- and then we see he’s passing a sign:

“VALLEY CREEK MALL”

He’s looking STRAIGHT -- but turns his HEAD for a MINUTE:

SEE’S A MAN WITH SIX GUNS BEING POINTED AT HIM.

Through his helmet VISOR:

SCOTT
Holy shit...

HE CAREFULLY presses the BRAKES ... his BACK WHEEL screeches

and DRIFTS on the PAVEMENT, swinging his direction toward the
PARKING LOT.

PUSH ON SCOTT as he takes off HIS HELMET -- his hair under it

a MESS -- jumping off his BIKE, he rolls it BEHIND THE SIGN.

From BEHIND, he carefully sticks his body out to see a man --

-- NEMO --

-- surrounded with GLOWING GUNS.

COMPLETELY HIDING BEHIND the SIGN, Scott takes out his CELL
PHONE -- marks 911.

PAUSE --
 34.

SCOTT (CONT’D)
-- Hello?
(PAUSE)
I got a man being jumped by at
least, um --

Scott quickly LOOKS OUT -- counts -- PAUSE:

SCOTT (CONT’D)
-- Four? No, FIVE! FIVE men! They
all have guns trained on him-- in
the Valley Creek Mall parking lot!

SNEAKILY GLANCING BACK OUT --

-- NEMO looks absolutely calm --

Phone still trained on his ear -- but mostly to HIMSELF:

SCOTT (CONT’D)
I think they’re going to shoot him.

CUT TO:

INT. PARKING LOT - MALL - CONTINUOUS

SWING down on NEMO’S FACE -- PUSH ON IT -- until we’re in an

EXTREME CLOSE-UP OF HIS DARK BROWN EYES.

NEMO
-- There’s always a way out.

His eyes FLICKER TO THE LEFT --

-- PUSH ON THE SELLER, SMILING --

SELLER
The Great Nemo -- defeated by a
‘slimy’ Halycon.
(PAUSE)
Way to go out with a bang, Agent.

NEMO’S EYES GO WIDE --

NEMO
Bang--! That’s it--!

CUT TO:

INT. BEHIND MALL SIGN - CONTINUOUS

ON SCOTT who closes his EYES --

 35.

SCOTT
Okay -- you’re no hero, but still.
A man is in danger --
(GULPS)
-- A man is in danger. If you were
in that situation, you’d hope
someone would have the courage to
save your ass to from getting shot.

OPENING HIS EYES --

-- HE JUMPS ON HIS DUCATI, ACCELERATES -- going DOWN THE

SMALL HILL toward the PARKING LOT -- helmet-less:

-- RUSHING BY US --

CUT TO:

EXT. PARKING LOT - MALL - CONTINUOUS

THE DUCATI SWINGS BY US --

-- THE SELLER TURNS AROUND:

SELLER
-- the hell?

NEMO DOESN’T WASTE A HEART-BEAT -- he pulls out a SMALL CANE

from his SUIT -- we don’t even see when he slides his FINGER
at the SIDE and it extends to a LARGE, WOODEN CANE --

-- NUDGES the FRONT of his WEAPON to one of the MAN IN SUIT

behind him RIGHT IN THE STOMACH -- SNAP INTO SLOW MOTION:

-- whacks another in the LEG, swings and SLAPS his face with
the SIDE -- HARD -- RESUME SLOW MOTION as we see for the
FIRST time NEMO in KINETIC ACTION -- he BRINGS the CANE UP on
another MAN’S CHIN -- sending him into the AIR:

BACK TO REGULAR SPEED --

-- as the DUCATI SWINGS BY HIM.

SCREAMING:

SCOTT
-- GET ON!

PAUSE -- frowning:

NEMO
... I know you?
 36.

BEAT --

SCOTT
JUST GET ON THE BIKE!
(PAUSE)
I called the COPS!

NEMO LEAPS ON -- a BEAM OF RED ENERGY ZIPS RIGHT by their

HEADS -- it lands on a LONG LAMP-POST -- at first there’s
SILENCE --

-- and then a MUFFLED BOOM -- a WAVY IMPLOSION shatters the

LAMP-POST into FUCKING OBLIVION --

SWING to SCOTT whose MOUTH IS WIDE --

NEMO
Question --
(BEAT)
...This might seem ‘bit of a hasty
one, and trust me, I hate making
bad first impressions, but why are
we still not moving?
(PAUSE)
Was under the impression this was
some sort of rescue --

STILL IMPACTED BY HIS FIRST SIGHT OF ALIEN TECHNOLOGY --

-- SCOTT slams the ACCELERATION -- ROARS OFF.

THE SELLER RUNS TOWARD US -- CURSES in some UNKNOWN LANGUAGE

and turns around -- sees ONE OF THE DELOREANS, runs past one
of the MEN in SUIT still in the ground -- the SELLER slides
inside the PASSENGER SIDE --

-- the LEADER of the MEN IN SUIT is already in the driver’s

SEAT --

SELLER
GO...!

He closes the GULL-WING DOOR with a MECHANICAL HISS --

TAKES OFF --

CUT - IN FRONT OF DUCATI

SCOTT is closing his EYES -- the WIND RUSHING -- NEMO turns

AROUND -- hands WRAPPED around SCOTT --

-- the DELOREAN’S BEAMS ARE COMING IN BEHIND --

Turning back to the front -- RELAXED:

 37.

NEMO
Can this go any faster?

SCOTT DOESN’T ANSWER --

-- PULL BACK FROM BEHIND THE DUCATI as it PULLS A SHARP TURN

and AVOIDS a LAMP-POST, which goes RUSHING BY US --

-- CONTINUE TO PULL BACK until we’re at the SIDE of the

DELOREAN -- racing RIGHT ALONG WITH IT --

-- the GULL-WING door OPENS --

THE SELLER, holding on to the INSIDE of the CAR -- sticks his

HAND with the GUN --

-- SHOOTS -- A RED BEAM spitting OUT --

CUT - IN FRONT OF THE DUCATI -

In a SPLIT SECOND -- the DUCATI swerves -- the BEAM CRYING as

it PASSES THEM --

-- it lands on a PARKED CAR in front of the DUCATI -- muffled

BOOM -- WAVY IMPLOSION as the CAR SHATTERS --

-- the DUCATI RUSHES PAST THE CAR, whose IMPACT makes the
MOTORCYCLE dangerously SWERVE AGAIN --

-- NEMO looks at the car --

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- I hate Halycon weaponage.

WITH ONE HAND wrapped around SCOTT -- Nemo pulls out from
inside his SUIT his LEGENDARY DEVICE --

-- places it against the MOTORCYCLE’S SIDE --

-- strange ELECTRIC BOLTS crawl out of the DEVICE and INTO

THE CYCLE’S MOTOR --

NEMO (CONT’D)
(SCOTT)
Unknown motorcycle rider who helped
me?
(BEAT)
I’d hold on a little tighter to
anything.

THE MOTORCYCLE IS GIVEN A MASSIVE BOOST -- Scott SCREAMS --

electric SPARKS flying from the BACK WHEEL -- leaving a TRAIL
OF SMOKE and FIRE --
 38.

-- NEMO LOOKS UP, frowning --

-- a LIGHT BEAM comes SLAMMING DOWN in front of them -- BEAT:

NEMO (CONT’D)
AVOID THOSE, AVOID THOSE!

SCOTT
WHAT ARE THEY--?!

BEHIND THE CYCLE --

-- it SWERVES, the BACK-WHEEL DRIFTING as it MISSES ONE OF

THE BEAMS -- we SLIDE RIGHT THROUGH the BEAM -- CONTINUE --

SCOTT (CONT’D)
What are the BEAMS--?!

ANOTHER ONE --

SCOTT (CONT’D)
DAMMIT!

They BARELY scrape by it --

-- SCOTT TURNS AROUND, sees the BEAM THEY JUST AVOIDED -- but
as he looks BACK UP FRONT --

-- A SECOND DELOREAN SNAPS OUT OF NOWHERE with a BAMF! --

SCOTT SHARP TURNS the BIKE -- and right into a

BEAM.

SLOW MOTION - NEMO SLIDES OFF THE BACK OF THE BIKE - lands on
his FEET -- SCOTT is then FLUNG UP -- going up the BEAM -- as
the DUCATI screeches against the PARKING LOT CONCRETE, sparks
flying everywhere --

NEMO LOOKS UP at the FLASHING BLUE BEAM --

NEMO
Oh, no, no, NO!

-- he turns around to see the SELLER coming in the DELOREAN,

ready to leap OUT --

DECISION -- PUSH ON HIS EYES -- STAY and DEFEAT or RESCUE

SCOTT...?

NEMO (CONT’D)
(BEAT)
CANNONBALL--!

HE WALKS INTO THE BEAM RIGHT BEFORE IT DISSAPEARS --

 39.

-- BOOM -- this time a LITTLE LOUDER than the last ones and
it’s GONE -- literally FLICKERING OFF --

PAN TOWARDS THE SELLER, who walks where the BEAM was --
smiles:

SELLER
Ahh --
(BEAT)
My dear Nemo’s weakness. Always
being the sentimentally weak one --

-- he turns toward the LEADER of the MEN IN SUIT who steps

out of the DRIVER’S SIDE --

SELLER (CONT’D)
-- it’s gonna be the death of him
one day.
(BEAT)
Sorry about that little disturbance
there. NOW --
(BEAT)
-- where were we?

THE SELLER SMILES -- PAN BACK from the NIGHT-TIME and EMPTY
PARKING LOT --

-- coming into frame is the BUSTED LAMP-POST and CRATER of a

CAR.

CUT TO BLACK.

...AN ECHOED SCREAM -- it comes FADING in and OUT -- SHARP

and then MUFFLED -- LOW and then HIGH...

JUMBLED STREAKS - HIGHLY BLEACHED

SCOTT’S FACE -- looking around -- EYES WIDE --

We take his POINT OF VIEW -- as everything is GOING BERSERK

and SHAKY we catch a GLIMPSE of the PARKING LOT BELOW -- a
GOOD THIRTY FEET BELOW -- and soon the WHOLE CITY is SPREAD
out --

FADE TO BLACK --

FADE BACK IN --

CRADLE SHOT as WE PULL BACK FROM SCOTT --

-- he is lying on a GLOWING TABLE -- the surface made out of

GLASS -- he can barely open his EYES --
 40.

SCOTT’S POINT OF VIEW -- a SKINNY, MECHANICAL HAND stretches

ABOVE HIM -- silently and mechanically --

WEAKLY, Scott tries to UTTER SOMETHING --

-- nothing comes out.

He closes his eyes -- and we FADE BACK TO BLACK.

SMASH CUT IN:

SCOTT OPENS HIS EYES --

-- WE ZOOM BACK OUT SO QUICK.

-- he gasps --

His ARMS are STRETCHED OUT -- bonded by MAGNETIC CUFFS to the

WALL. Scott’s EYES slowly TURN TO THEM -- he tries to BUDGE..

...BUT NOTHING -- they have an EXCELLENT grip on his wrists.

VOICE (O.S.)
-- they were teleportation beams.

Quickly, SCOTT twists his head -- we SLOWLY PAN to see NEMO

also BOUND to the wall -- cuffs on his wrists.

NEMO
That’s what the blue beams I was
telling you to avoid were --
(BEAT)
-- teleportation beams.

Nemo smiles --

-- SCOFFING:

SCOTT
Right -- right.
(BEAT)
Of course, I mean what else could
they have been right?

He COUGHS --

NEMO
Excellent --
(BEAT)
(MORE)
 41.
NEMO (CONT'D)
I seriously thought you weren’t
going to believe me -- you wouldn’t
believe the lack of trust people
have when they encounter something
they just can’t possibly understand
-- it gives me a headache, I tell
you.

Nodding, Nemo chuckles -- seriously BELIEVING Scott is okay

with THAT.

PAUSE -- BEAT.

SCOTT
-- where am I?

NEMO
Trust me, teleportation beams is
enough for one day --

SCOTT
No, seriously, man --
(BEAT)
-- where am I?

NEMO
What’s the last thing you remember
before you were beamed up here...?

SCOTT
-- I wasn’t BEAMED up here, stop
saying that, Scotty.

NEMO
Oh, no -- I’m Nemo. I knew you had
me confused for someone else. Only
reason for you to put your life in
such risk --

BEAT --

SCOTT
I didn’t confuse you for anyone --
I saw you were ready to get shot at
by, like, five different guys and
thought I’d intervene -- only to
end up in cuffs attached to a wall.

NEMO
Thank you, then, if that’s the
case. ...You got me out of a sticky
situation -- I hate leaving bad
first impressions.
(MORE)
 42.
NEMO (CONT'D)
Formally introducing myself --
Agent Nemo. I’d shake your hand,
but--

He tugs his WRIST against the CUFFS.

SCOTT
Agent Nemo? FBI? CIA? BPRD? Who you
working for? -- And in a Valley
Creek parking lot mall at midnight?

NEMO
I work for none of those, actually.
(BEAT)
...And yes: mall, parking lot,
midnight. I had to prevent an
intergalactic weapon or drug
trafficking from happening -- one I
actually failed to complete, in my
attempt to rescue you, in your
attempt to rescue me -- but that’s
the Halycons for you -- slimy race
of no-good, slick dealing aliens --

Scott just nods -- his first impression of NEMO the same as

the rest of any SANE HUMAN BEING that has encountered him:

NEMO IS A FUCKING NUT.

SCOTT
...Halycons?

NEMO
Yes -- alien race that exists to
simply sell, buy, sell, buy and
occasionally kill while doing it.
They’ve been one of my worst alien
enemies for quite a while, always
using Earth as a pit-stop for
sells; this time using your time-
line. I’m sure you might take a bit
of offense to that --

SCOTT
-- Are you okay? Like -- you know,
I don’t, um --
(BEAT)
-- I don’t wanna offend, but, uh,
are you okay like in the --
(BEAT)
-- head?
 43.

NEMO
Well, yeah, I’m fine for the time
being. Bastards took my Axiom,
though, and knowing them they
already have more than two hundred
bidders on it --
(BEAT)
-- so, this is the plan. In
exactly --

-- Nemo looks at his watch -- calculates, humming and shaking

his head --

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- Thirty seconds, a Halycon guard
is going to come sliding in through
those doors --
(BEAT)
-- can you move your legs?

Scott looks down at his legs -- moves them --

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- Ah, excellent. He is going to
get near you -- when he is at
foot’s distance, I need you to kick
him toward my direction -- they’re
slow, especially in human make-up.
(BEAT)
Got it? I’ll take care of the rest.

SCOTT
Mr. Nemo --

NEMO
Come on -- no need for this Mister
stuff, trying to make me feel old?
(TO HIMSELF)
No lie in that, though...
(GETTING BACK ON TRACK)
Repeat the plan to me --

SCOTT
-- What?

NEMO
The plan, the plan, the plan! The
one I just told you, repeat it to
me -- come on!

SCOTT
Um -- guard steps in, gets close to
me and I kick him towards you...?
 44.

NEMO
Atta boy -- AND...
(BEAT)
Twenty-eight...

ON SCOTT -- he looks TO THE FRONT -- at the DOORS --

NEMO (O.S.) (CONT’D)

...Twenty-nine.
(SECOND’S BEAT)
It’s bingo time.

THE DOORS SLIDE open with a CREAKY RUST -- in steps a NORMAL

LOOKING HUMAN BEING holding a small, BLACK BOX.

-- the HALYCON GUARD looks at NEMO first -- laughs. Says

something in an ALIEN LANGUAGE --

-- like Scott, we have no IDEA what the hell he’s saying.

Nemo just looks at SCOTT sarcastically, raising his brows.

NEMO RESPONDS back in the same language -- and now the

HALYCON looks PISSED.

To SCOTT:

NEMO (CONT’D)
-- they have no sense of humor, I
swear.

ALMOST SCARED TO ASK:

SCOTT
...What did you tell him?

“EVERYTHING IS FINE” --

NEMO
I just made a joke about his mother
and how they don’t have a planet
anymore and he got all angry at me.

SCOTT
Oh -- really? That’s all you said?
Just made fun of his mother...
(NERVOUSLY LAUGHS)
...Great.

The HALYCON TURNS to SCOTT, pointing a FINGER at him. STARTS

GETTING CLOSER --

-- Scott GULPS, sees NEMO who just NODS softly.

 45.

..The HALYCON ADVANCES CLOSER until he is FACE-TO-FACE with

SCOTT -- and the IMAGE OF HIS FACE FLICKERS -- Scott’s eyes
GO WIDE --

SCOTT (CONT’D)
What the hell just happened --

NEMO
-- huh?

SCOTT
His face!
(BEAT)
It like -- moved, like static!

NEMO
-- That’s not his real face, I just
told you.
(BEAT)
“Human make-up?” Ring a bell?

EYES GLUED ON THE HALYCON --

SCOTT
-- then, um --
(BEAT)
-- what IS his real face?

-- HIS FACE FLICKERS and for a SPLIT SECOND we see the face
of a REPTILIAN CREATURE -- disgusting looking SKIN, YELLOW
EYES and a TONGUE FLICKERS OUT - Scott’s EYES go FUCKING WIDE
--

SCOTT (CONT’D)
-- Wish I didn’t ask! WISH I DIDN’T
ASK!

NEMO
They usually don’t --

SCOTT
-- this is a dream. A vivid, a very
real dream -- I’m going to wake up.
(BEAT)
I’m going to wake up -- and maybe,
if I’m lucky, see Gabby next to me,
this is ALL it is --

NEMO
...Whose Gabby?

SCOTT SNAPS OUT OF IT --

 46.

-- realizes the HALYCON -- which has FLICKERED back to his

HUMAN IMAGE -- is VERY HEAR HIM --

SCOTT LIFTS UP HIS FEET AND KICKS HIM -- sending him DIRECTLY
TOWARD NEMO --

NEMO (CONT’D)
OOOHHH! WELL-DONE!

NEMO LIFTS HIS LEGS -- the HALYCON LANDS under it -- he

BRINGS them BACK DOWN ON THE HEAD --

-- and also on the BLACK BOX, the one the HALYCON HAS BEEN
CARRYING --

-- the MAGNETIC CUFFS SUDDENLY SPRING OPEN --

Nemo and Scott FALL on their FEET -- both of them RUBBING

their wrists.

NEMO (CONT’D)
Good kick. Strong legs. I like that
in a partner --
(BEAT)
Let’s get on with it, while we have
time and our intestines intact.

BEAT --

-- Nemo HEADS out of the DOOR, with SCOTT following CLOSELY

BEHIND.

INT. CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS

THE WALLS ARE MIXED WITH RUSTING METAL, GROANING STEAM and
FLOATING HOLOGRAPHIC IMAGES of MAPS and COORDINATES -- PAN
down on NEMO running -- Scott running BEHIND:

SCOTT
That THING had a lizard face--!

NEMO
It sure did.

THEY REACH AN INTERSECTION IN THE CORRIDORS -- Nemo looks to

one side -- then to the other --

-- licks and lifts a finger.

PAUSE.

NEMO (CONT’D)
Lefty Lucy, it is --
 47.

-- they start RUNNING DOWN THE LEFT CORRIDOR.

SOON -- WIDE WINDOWS APPEAR DOWN THE HALL -- and SCOTT slowly
STOPS RUNNING and like a FLY to a LIGHT goes to the WINDOWS--

-- we PULL OUT OF HIS FACE and realize --

WE’RE IN SPACE.

CUT - ANGLE - OVER SCOTT’S SHOULDER

TO SEE EARTH -- through the window.

PUSH ON SCOTT --

SCOTT
Oh...
(PAUSE)
...My...
(BEAT)
GOD.

-- NEMO grabs his ARM and PULLS HIM -- snapping him out of
his HYPNOTIZED STATE --

NEMO
So much time, little ground to
cover --
(BEAT)
No, wait --
(BEAT)
Reverse that -- little time, so
much ground to cover -- You’re
going to have to forgive me, I’m
verbally dyslexic most of the time.
Habits old die never --
(BEAT)
-- See?

SCOTT
WE’RE IN SPACE--!

NEMO
I TOLD you we were transported to a
Halycon trade ship --
(BEAT)
Oh, you didn’t believe me, did you?
I thought you believed me!

SCOTT
Sorry .
(PAUSE)
(MORE)
 48.
SCOTT (CONT'D)
So, sorry for having a pretty darn
hard time believing you that we
were aboard AN ALIEN ship in SPACE!

It’s like these two have been MARRIED for AGES --

NEMO
Weren’t you convinced with lizard
face ready to plant you a kiss...?

SCOTT’S ABOUT TO RESPOND WHEN --

-- PEW!

A GREEN BEAM FLIES ACROSS THEIR HEAD -- NEMO and SCOTT fall
BEHIND SOME COVER --

-- Nemo looks up to see TWO HALYCON GUARDS, in their HUMAN

HOLOGRAPH -- with TWO LASER RIFLE BLASTERS.

SLOW MOTION -- EXTREME CLOSE-UP ON NEMO’S EYES --

NEMO (V.O.) (CONT’D)

-- Halycons.

--STILL IN SLOW MOTION we MOVE ACROSS the HALYCON GUARD--

NEMO (V.O.) (CONT’D)

(BEAT)
Two of them -- in make up? Yes.
Slower speed.
(BEAT)
Both equipped with weapons.

--After SCANNING the HALYCON we MOVE TO THEIR LASER BLASTER--

SNAP OUT OF SLOW MOTION as we PULL BACK AWAY FROM NEMO’S EYES
-- and he goes back to COVER, getting next to SCOTT --

NEMO (CONT’D)
At the count of THREE we’re going
to TACKLE TWO HALYCONS about TEN
FEET away in distance! You take the
left one, I’ll take the one on the
RIGHT!

SCOTT
WHAT--?!

NEMO
ONE--!

SCOTT
Are you ser --
 49.

NEMO
-- TWO!

SCOTT
NO, WAIT--

NEMO
-- THREE!

SCREAMING -- Nemo STARTS RUSHING -- SCOTT --eyes CLOSED--

starts RUSHING TOO -- screaming like an IDIOT, trying to
SOUND FIERCE --

SHAKY TRACK SHOT BEHIND THE TWO -- GREEN BEAMS RICOCHET of

the WALL --

-- Scott TRIPS, rolls -- a BEAM GOES FLYING PAST HIM and US --

as if the viewer is BEHIND THE TWO, trailing along --

NEMO and SCOTT meet up behind more COVER -- closer to the TWO
HALYCONS -- look at EACH OTHER -- give ANOTHER NOD --

-- CONTINUE RUNNING, SCREAMING --

NEMO LEAPS -- Scott simply slides, like a BASEBALL PLAYER

desperate to meet HOME BASE --

-- both SLAM into the HALYCON GUARDS -- SCOTT and his NEMESIS
roll a BIT -- until SCOTT ELBOWS THE SHIT out of his FACE and
NEMO flips BACK with ONE HAND -- picks up the BLASTER RIFLE --
throws it to SCOTT --

-- catching it:

SCOTT
-- seriously?

NEMO
SHOOT ‘EM!

SCOTT looks at the TRIGGER -- aims it --

PEW! PEW!

GREEN LASER BEAMS spit out -- landing straight on the HALYCON

GUARD, which sends him FLYING BACKWARDS --

-- Nemo laughs.

NEMO (CONT’D)
Love watching a Halycon get blasted
-- gives me a warm feeling inside.
(MORE)
 50.
NEMO (CONT’D)
...And excellent shooting from
yourself, where did you learn to
handle a laser blaster like that?

BEAT.

SCOTT
...Time Crisis.

SHRUGGING it OFF:

NEMO
(PAUSE)
This is the thing, they have my
Axiom --

-- they start walking down the corridor quickly --

SCOTT
-- what’s that?

BEAT --

NEMO
..Questions later -- plan now. Or
vice versa. Plan now -- questions
later -- anyway:
(BEAT)
-- the Axiom is a very important
device for me. In fact, it’s the
very reason why you are here with
me --
(BEAT)
Now, it’s FUNDAMENTAL that we get
it back from those rambunctiously
little ravening and --
(THINKING, FUELING HIS
ANGER)
-- rapacious --

SCOTT
OKAY -- I get the point: you got it
across quite well, trust me.
 51.

NEMO
-- Right, anyway. The Axiom is the
only thing that’s going to let us
get away with our spleens and
kidneys in full-functioning order,
the way, I imagine, you’d like for
them to be -- and trust me, nothing
would please a Halycon more than to
know that they have human organs
for sell. -- It’s hot in the
intergalactic market at the moment.

SCOTT
Reassuring.

NEMO suddenly STOPS -- grabs SCOTT from his COLLAR and PULLS
HIM BACK --

-- a DOOR SLIDES OPEN, HALYCONS stepping out.

They walk in the OPPOSITE DIRECTION, while NEMO and SCOTT

stay PLASTERED against the CORRIDOR WALL.

NEMO peers INSIDE, right when the DOOR STARTS TO SLIDE CLOSE,
only to catch a GLIMPSE of his DEVICE --

-- the AXIOM --

-- floating in between these TWO SMALL METALLIC PILLARS. One

in the BOTTOM, the other in the TOP -- NEMO’S AXIOM floating
in the middle, a MAGNETIC HUM filling the room.

NEMO
She’s in there --

SCOTT
-- who?

Dead-serious:

NEMO
Gabby.

SCOTT
What?

NEMO
(DEAD-PAN)
Seriously? I don’t even know who
she is --
(PAUSE)
And who do you think? The Axiom,
silly. Now, give me the gun.
 52.

He grabs it ... NUDGES IT BETWEEN the sliding DOOR and the

WALL IT CLOSES IN, it starts to GROAN as it’s FORCED to be
kept OPEN --

SCOTT
-- it’s a HER?

NEMO
Ya gosh darn right she is -- and we
better hurry up. Failure is
stinking up my air -- we have to
rescue her, boot her up, get
inside, make the magic happen and
get out of here--
(BEAT)
--and you can slap the back of your
head for those thoughts, sicko.

SCOTT
...What the HELL are you talking
about?

NEMO
Time’s a-wasting, lad!

NEMO slides in between the WALL and DOOR -- Scott FOLLOWS,

his leg getting caught --

-- But he pulls it OUT, GRABBING the BLASTER RIFLE from in

between the DOOR and WALL, Scott turns to NEMO -- the door
continues to SLIDE CLOSED with a muffled BOOM.

PUSH ON THE MAGNETIC PILLARS -- the AXIOM in the middle.

NEMO cruises by us -- going behind it, rubbing his hands

against one another.

SCOTT STARES AT IT --

SCOTT
This the Axiom?

NEMO
In full beauty.

SCOTT
What’s it do?

NEMO LOOKS UP AT SCOTT -- giving him a smile.

NEMO
A lot --
(BEAT)
(MORE)
 53.
NEMO (CONT'D)
Ripping and evading the regular
time fabrication is one of it’s
specialities --

SCOTT
-- I thought it was a battery. But
of course, it’s an, um --
(BEAT)
-- time-machine? So, so far...
(BEAT)
Aliens? Check. Teleportation beams?
Check. Intergalactic trafficking
ship? Check. And a time-machine...?
(BEAT)
Check.
(BEAT)
Why couldn’t you come in my life
when I was ten?

NEMO
-- two things can happen right now.
One, I stick my hand in, pull it
out and a horde of Halycon guards
come bustling in faster than you
can say what I’m saying right now,
and with more of your favorite
laser blasters... OR: number two, I
just grab it and nothing happens.
We jump inside the Axiom and go
home.

The both share a glance -- PAUSE.

SCOTT
...Chances of us getting the prize
behind door number two?

NEMO
-- about as high as us getting the
ones behind door number one?
(BEAT)
-- we have to use the Axiom as a
detonator -- bring down this
Halycon ship while we try to escape
from it.

SCOTT
And how do we carry on doing that?

RAPID QUICK:
 54.

NEMO
Step inside -- pump it up to max
and let radiating energy create
some kind of temporal riff inside
the ship, making itself implode in
a black hole -- those magnetic
pillars holding the Axiom can serve
as an amplifier for the explosion,
or implosion, to spread everywhere
and send this ship sinking down
faster than the bloody Titanic --

SCOTT STAYS SILENT.

SCOTT
I heard “pump” and “energy.”
(BEAT)
Oh, and “black hole.”

NEMO TURNS HIS ATTENTION to the AXIOM -- silently floating in

between the PILLARS -- pulling back his SLEEVES, Nemo TAKES A
DEEP BREATH.

-- PUSH ON SCOTT.

-- PUSH ON NEMO.

NEMO
-- and behind this door...

PLACING HIS HANDS IN, NEMO grabs it -- groaning, he starts to

PULL IT OUT...

...some MAGNETIC force TUGGING the AXIOM back between the

PILLARS -- finally, NEMO has complete hold of it.

SILENCE -- nothing so far.

NEMO (CONT’D)
Ha! It worked!

AN ALARM STARTS WHIRRING.

SCOTT
-- Yep. Spoke too soon there, Agent
Nemo.

NEMO
That’s perfectly fine, we can start
our escape outta here --

NEMO SLIDES HIS FINGER against the AXIOM DEVICE -- but a LOW
ENERGY HUM starts coming out of it -- when a USUALLY RADIANT
GLOW comes out, now NOTHING -- only a WEAK VIBE.
 55.

NEMO (CONT’D)
Those Halycon slime --
(BEAT)
Pretty brilliant move, though. I
have to tip my hat off to them...
Finally thinking out of their
pockets.

SCOTT
What--?

NEMO
The magnetic pillars weren’t only
holding it -- they were draining
the Axiom’s energy, so just in case
we tried to make an escape -- guess
what?

SCOTT
...No juice.

NEMO
How can you be thinking of juice at
an exhausting moment like this?
(BEAT)
No -- the Axiom doesn’t have any
energy.

SCOTT
So what now?

PULL OUT OF SCOTT’S FACE -- CRANE SHOT ABOVE THEM -- through

SOME VENTS, FANS and into the --

INT. CORRIDOR - HALYCON SHIP - CONTINUOUS

-- to PUSH DOWN on HALYCON GUARDS running toward where NEMO

and SCOTT are -- each one equipped with LASER BLASTER
RIFLES... but we PUSH BACK out -- reverse into the VENT, FAN
and BACK to where SCOTT and NEMO are --

-- Nemo is opening the CONSOLE to the magnetic pillars.

ALREADY IN CONVERSATION --

NEMO
Reversing the energy polars. You
know, instead of taking, giving.
(BEAT)
When I give you the thumbs up, you
stick the Axiom back like how it
was.
 56.

SCOTT NODS --

Nemo starts to fool around with the CONTROLS -- hitting some

BUTTONS, they BEEP.

NEMO (CONT’D)
Come on --

-- there’s a SMALL, REASSURING BEEP -- the PILLARS SEEM TO

POWER DOWN -- humming.

SCOTT looks at NEMO who quickly GIVES him the THUMBS UP. He
PLACES THE AXIOM BACK in the MIDDLE -- the PILLARS rapidly
TAKING the AXIOM in again -- but this time, it’s the AXIOM
whose doing the GLOWING --

-- Nemo jumps up to his feet.

NEMO (CONT’D)
Look at her glow.
(BEAT)
Ain’t she precious?

THE GROWLING OF HALYCONS behind the CLOSED DOOR comes in.

NEMO (CONT’D)
She’s not going to have enough time
to warm up --

He looks at SCOTT --

NEMO (CONT’D)
I’ll distract them.

SCOTT
--Are you kidding me? I don’t even
know these things that well and I’m
pretty sure small talk isn’t their
thing, Nemo --

NEMO
-- but it is mine.

Nemo winks. Walking toward the door, tugging on his suit’s

collar.

NEMO (CONT’D)
Besides, you’re forgetting the main
component in this plan to succeed--

SCOTT
What’s that?

PAUSE -- turning around:

 57.

NEMO
Me.
(BEAT)
When the Axiom starts glowing and
things start to get a bit shaky,
it’ll open up -- almost like a
door. Step inside -- and don’t
forget to wipe your feet on the
welcome home mat. That’ll be all,
dear.

Clearing his THROAT, Nemo opens the SLIDING door --

-- STEPS OUT.

The door SLIDES CLOSED again.

Scott turns around to see the AXIOM VIBRATING and RADIATING

EVEN MORE -- he takes a deep breath, nodding to the sides,
STILL NOT BELIEVING this is happening -- that it’s REALITY.

SUDDENLY -- things start to QUAKE. Scott’s almost TUMBLED to

the floor -- SPARKS fly out of the MAGNETIC PILLARS.

CUT TO:

INT. CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS

NEMO’S RECLINING AGAINST THE WALL -- hands in his pockets,

when the HALYCON GUARDS come from around the corner, their
GUNS raised.

-- they stop, train them on NEMO.

NEMO
-- oh, come on, fellas.
(BEAT)
Don’t be shy -- let me see y’all
without make up. No need to be
sensitive about your natural beauty
now is there?

The SIX GUARDS look at each other -- and their HOLOGRAPHIC

HUMAN IMAGE FLICKER OFF --

-- revealing their REPTILIAN SELVES -- scaly skin, yellow

eyes.
 58.

NEMO (CONT’D)
...On second thought -- y’all look
absolutely horrible, back with the
make-up, ladies.

CUT TO:

INT. ROOM - CONTINUOUS

SCOTT COVERS HIS FACE -- an intense RUSH OF AIR coming from

the MAGNETIC PILLARS --

And, just like before, a DOOR starts SHAPING OUT, electrical

SPARKS flying everywhere, making contact with the walls --

Stepping CLOSER TO IT, Scott STOPS -- turns around to see

BEHIND THE CLOSED DOOR.

PAUSE - BEAT.

Turns back to the AXIOM DOOR -- PUSH ON SCOTT’S FACE...

CUT TO:

INT. CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS

NEMO is CONFRONTED BY SIX OF THEM -- all of their BLASTERS

RAISED.

-- he takes a deep breath.

NEMO
I was way out of line with the
insensitive comments, and I do
truly apologize.

-- they raise their GUNS even higher, TRAINING it on NEMO’S

HEAD.

NEMO (CONT’D)
...Right.

THEN --

SCOTT (O.S.)
NEMO--!
(BEAT)
DOWN--!

NEMO TURNS AROUND -- frowning -- to see SCOTT with TWO RIFLE

BLASTERS.
 59.

HE GETS DOWN --

-- SCREAMING, SCOTT starts UNLEASHING THE FURY OF TWO BLASTER

RIFLES ON THE HALYCON GUARDS.

Green BEAMS flying everywhere -- NEMO ARMY CRAWLS toward

Scott --

The HALYCON GUARDS SCREECH as they GET EXECUTED --

-- NEMO gets up, getting next to Scott.

NEMO
...Now, THAT’S what I call a rescue
well-done.

Nemo PATS his back --

-- A MUFFLED BOOM comes from the ROOM. Running into it --

The AXIOM DOOR IS FULLY OPEN -- over the sound of an ANGRY

RUSH OF WIND --

NEMO (CONT’D)
GET IN THERE!

SCOTT
-- what?

NEMO
GET --
(BEAT)
IN --
(BEAT)
-- THERE!

Understanding, SCOTT leaps inside -- NEMO follows suit, but

LEAVES THE AXIOM OUT.

CUT TO:

INT. AXIOM - CONTINUOUS

INSIDE THE INFINITE WHITENESS -- SCOTT LOOKS AROUND -- as if

the DAY CANNOT GET STRANGER --

SCOTT
-- Um...

NEMO
...Save your breath, Axiom’s first
impression is impossible to put in
words, I know.
 60.

NEMO LIFTS HIS TWO HANDS UP --

-- HOLOGRAPHIC CONSOLE COMES SPRINGING UP.

Sitting in his BLACK, ROLLING CHAIR -- Nemo starts PUNCHING

in keys --

SCOTT
Are you doing that whole mumbo-
jumbo plan you said earlier...?

NEMO
The Axiom is fully charged -- this
is going to work out perfectly --
the surplus amount of energy is
going to unleash a massive
explosion inside the ship. There’s
no way in HELL they’ll be able to
salvage anything of this dump --
win-win situation, right?

Standing RIGHT BEHIND HIM, Scott nods -- SURE? NEMO hovers

his hand over the RELEASE-ENERGY KEY.

NEMO (CONT’D)
Scott -- sit down right here.

NEMO gets up -- places SCOTT in his CHAIR.

NEMO (CONT’D)
... I’m going to bring the AXIOM
inside, but before I do, it needs
to unleash the SURPLUS ENERGY.
(BEAT)
Without missing a beat, you need to
count to FIVE the minute I tell you
to -- and then you press the
button.
(MORE PRESSURE)
FIVE SECONDS: PRECISELY.

Scott nods -- gulping -- understanding. NEMO WALKS OFF...

PUSH IN ON SCOTT -- NEMO comes out of nowhere --

NEMO (CONT’D)
If you don’t, we all blow up inside
the ship.
(BEAT)
Just saying.
(BEAT)
Oh, and congratulations -- you’re
the first one to sit in my chair.
 61.

BACK ON SCOTT -- great.

NEMO RUNS TO THE OUTSIDE -- sticks his HEAD OUT -- it’s an

INTENSE RUSH OF EVERYTHING IN THERE.

HALYCONS are TRYING TO GET INSIDE -- but with the FURY of a

TORNADO the PILLARS are throwing out, it’s nearly impossible.

NEMO STICKS HIS HAND OUT --

-- turns inside to SCOTT:

NEMO (CONT’D)
NOW, SCOTT!

SWING ON SCOTT --

SCOTT
Five --
(SECOND’S BEAT)
Four --
(SECOND’S BEAT)
Three --
(SECOND’S BEAT)
Two --
(SECOND’S BEAT)
...ONE.

HE PRESSES THE BUTTON -- WE MOVE OVER TO NEMO, who is LAYING

BELLY DOWN -- his hand the only one OUTSIDE the DOOR FRAME...

--The AXIOM unleashes a CHAIN REACTION of BLUE ENERGY through

OUT THE ROOM -- the MAGNETIC PILLARS EXPLODE -- quickly, Nemo
SWIPES for it -- grabs it.

GOES BACK INSIDE THE AXIOM --

-- the door SNAPS SHUT -- NEMO gets on his BACK, LAUGHING.

SCOTT, too, LAUGHS: NERVOUS, EXCITED, HAPPY --

NEMO
GREAT JOB, KID!

-- Nemo lifts himself up, walking up the CHAIR. He sits down.

NEMO (CONT’D)
Let’s see how our Halycon friends
are doing, yeah?

He stretches an ARM out -- spins his hand -- a HOLOGRAPHIC

SCREEN comes toward him -- EXTENDING BOTH HIS ARMS -- the
SCREEN also becomes WIDER.
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-- an IMAGE of the HALYCON SHIP comes into view -- BUT STATIC

INTERRUPTS IT --

-- and coming in is the IMAGE of the SELLER -- wherever he is

in the SHIP -- it’s BURNING and INTENSE. The image is WEAK --

SELLER
...NEMO.

NEMO
Top of the morning there. Looks
hot.

Nemo cracks a smile.

SELLER
-- you think you’ve won.

NEMO
I’m not the one going up in flames
now am I?

Scott can’t help but to feel a little proud, smiling, arms

CROSSED.

SELLER
-- this isn’t going to be the last
of the Halycons, Nemo --
(BEAT)
-- you will see me again --
(BEAT)
But you’ve failed. This might seem
like a superficial victory -- but I
have succeeded beyond your wildest
dreams, Nemo -- for my purpose in
Earth was done. I made the
transaction fair and square. I made
my sell.

SUDDENLY -- things get a big more DARKER --

SELLER (CONT’D)
-- you never asked what it was I
did sell, did you? What it was that
was so important that humans had to
use time-traveling resources to
meet me and acquire it? Tsk, naive
Nemo. Always in it just for the
kicks. The beginning of the end is
surfacing, Nemo -- do you feel it?

Clearing his throat --

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NEMO
No -- but --

NEMO LOOKS AT HIS WATCH --

NEMO (CONT’D)
I can’t waste anymore time. I’m
outta here, buddy. You may have
been successful in your sell, but
I’ll find those buyers -- and, as
usual, I’ll prevent from anything
evil, bad and plain ol’ nasty like
yourself to ever occur. Deal? See
you in hell, lovely.

AN EXPLOSION FROM WHEREVER THE SELLER IS makes the IMAGE go

BRIGHT --

SELLER
NEMO-!!

-- cutting off the transmission, NEMO turns in his chair to

SCOTT --

SCOTT
That didn’t sound hopeful --

NEMO
Pish-posh, typical Halycon -- even
with their last breath they’ll sell
to you some lie.
(BEAT)
Let’s get out of here.

NEMO let’s out a RELAXING BREATH --

NEMO (CONT’D)
Darling...?

FEMALE VOICE
-- Yes, Nemo?

Scott looks up -- startled to hear the voice.

NEMO
Let’s travel time, yes?
(BEAT)
Buckle up, Scott -- this is going
to be the ride of your life.

-- pointing to ANOTHER CHAIR that literally DIGITALIZED next

to him, Nemo smiles -- Scott TAKES A SEAT -- a small,
modernized SEAT BELT machine strapping across -- SCOTT takes
it and clicks himself in.
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BOOM!

EVERYTHING STARTS TO RUMBLE --

CUT TO:

EXT. OUTSIDE HALYCON SHIP - SPACE

WE’RE PANNING ACROSS THE SHIP -- as from the side: EXPLOSIONS

and FIRE ERUPT FROM THE SIDE --

-- we can see SMALL, HALYCON in their REPTILIAN SHAPE

floating in SPACE --

CUT - INSIDE THE SHIP - CORRIDORS

As the WALLS literally RIP from their PLACE -- a FLOOD OF

FIRE AND DEBRIS coming in like A TIDAL WAVE -- consuming
ANYTHING in it’s WAY.

CUT TO:

INT. AXIOM -

TRAVELING THROUGH TIME --

-- but this time -- it’s strange to explain:

It looks like we’re in SPACE -- but we’re NOT. STARS move at

LIGHT SPEED -- like STREAKS of OMNIPOTENCE -- planets SCREECH
BY US --

-- and in the middle -- like a FLOATING GLOBE is NEMO and

SCOTT --

-- Scott, like a CHILD seeing the SKY FOR THE FIRST TIME, has
his MOUTH OPEN -- his eyes PEELED WIDE.

SCOTT
-- I still don’t understand. This
is... impossible.

YAWNING --

NEMO
There are still many things you
won’t. As such is life.

SCOTT
Who are you again?

Nemo laughs --
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NEMO
You wouldn’t believe me.

SCOTT
Oh, trust me -- I have a feeling I
will.
(BEAT)
What is it that you do? Fight
aliens?

NEMO
Somewhat, I guess. Every story has
a double side -- history, fairy
tales, fantasies -- with the Axiom,
I travel through time, dimensions,
different time levels -- but all in
Earth. I can’t leave the blue
planet. And at times, there are
some pesky aliens that get through
our atmosphere -- guess who comes
sweeping to the rescue? And, oh
yeah, aliens totally exist, my man.

SCOTT
-- incredible.

SCOTT LOOKS UP AT SPACE TRAVELING THROUGH -- with his VERY

OWN EYES.

He laughs again -- eyes watery.

SCOTT (CONT’D)
-- I don’t know how I’m going to go
to classes tomorrow.

NEMO CLEARS HIS THROAT -- a serious look in his face dawning

all of a sudden. Scott turns toward him -- noticing AT ONCE.

SCOTT (CONT’D)
What’s the matter?

NEMO
--Everything has rules and balances
and so on, so forth. Certain lines
that can’t be crossed without heavy
consequences.
(BEAT)
...Right?

SCOTT
-- I guess.
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NEMO
Well -- the Axiom and rules of time-
traveling have them, too. You can’t
just zippity doo-dah out of here --

SCOTT
(RE: THE RULES)
Oh, yeah --
(BEAT)
-- and what are they?

NEMO
There are many -- countless, I like
to think -- but there’s one in
particular -- and I don’t think
you’re going to like it very much.

SCOTT ARCS FORWARD -- frowning, a little curious, but scared

at the SAME TIME:

SCOTT
Nemo...
(PAUSE)
...What is it?

NEMO
(CLEARING THROAT)
The Axiom can’t, really, um, travel
back to a time line it’s been in...

SCOTT
WHAT? What the hell does that even
mean, NEMO?

NEMO
It means --
(BEAT)
-- the Axiom can’t go back to it’s
last time-stream -- in this case...
(BEAT)
Yours.

THIS HITS SCOTT HARD -- he gets up -- PUSH ON HIS FACE. Nemo,

out of FOCUS, tands up BEHIND HIM.

SCOTT LOOKS LIKE HE’S RUNNING OUT OF BREATH --

SCOTT
-- Nemo.
(BEAT)
I need to get back to my time-line.
NOW.
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NEMO
I’m afraid that’s out of my
control, Scott --

SCOTT STAYS SILENT -- he falls on his chair. WE PUSH ON HIS

FACE UNTIL WE’RE AT A CLOSE-UP.

CUT TO BLACK.

FADE IN:

INT. DELOREAN - NIGHT

PUSH IN ON A METAL, GLEAMING CASE --

-- PAN UP to see the LEADER of the MEN IN BLACK. The one who
was BUYING from the HALYCON SELLER.

He places HIS HAND OVER the case - we hear a GENTLE HUMMING:

Mechanical?

Supernatural?

Right now -- we can’t tell -- but it’s a HUM we’ll definitely

here again.

He takes off his GLASSES -- and we see his EYES have NO

PUPILS. They are COMPLETELY WHITE.

He smiles -- signals for the DRIVER to take off --

CUT TO BLACK.

END.
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