THE SAME SCENE; THE SAME SHOTS. Suddenly time RUSHES FORWARD. Als voice squeaks, the action accellerates.
LEADER (VO)
Run past this stuff.
THE VISUALS SPEED EVEN FASTER. SOMEBODY is running the tapes of
the EXPERIMENT right before the attack...FAST FORWARD.
INTRUDER
You wont believe this.
INT. LAB - The INTRUDERS SLOW the tape and watch with interest.
CU.- THE BEAKER on the pedestal surrounded by
Little Big Man Script
I am, beyond a doubt,
the last of the old-timers.
My name is Jack Crabb,...
...and I am the sole white survivor
of the Battle of Little Bighorn,...
...popularly known
as Custers Last Stand.
Well, Mr Crabb,...
...Im more interested in the primitive
lifestyle of the Plains Indian...
...than I am in...
...tall tales about Custer.
Tall tales?
Are you calling me a liar?
No, no. I
The Game
by
John Brancato & Michael Ferris
and
Larry Gross
and
Andrew Kevin Walker
2/8/96
HOME MOVIES from the 60s, SILENT and grainy:
EXT. MANSION -- DAY -- HOME MOVIES
A stately mansion. A perfect lawn. A BUTLER carries a
birthday cake with sparking sparklers...
Past wealthy MEN in crewcuts and thin ties, WOMEN in cat-eye
sunglasses. Everyone sings (silent) "Happy Birthday"...
CHILDREN follow t
A top-secret, experimental, offensive/defensive military installation hidden away in the countryside outside Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
CLOSE on a beautiful, intricate, state of the art computer panel as it is lifted out of a large console. A huge, dimly lit display board, sporting a galaxy of small running lights, looms above.
The panels removal creates a large, vulnerable opening, inside of wh
Silent and endless. The stars shine like the love of God... cold and remote. Against them drifts a tiny chip of technology.
CLOSER SHOT
It is the NARCISSUS, lifeboat of the ill-fated star-freighter Nostromo. Without interior or running lights it seems devoid of life. The PING of a RANGING RADAR grows louder, closer. A shadow engulfs the Narcissus. Searchlights flash on, playing over the tiny ship