EXT. BRUCE STERLING'S OFFICE - LATER Bruce pokes at the PC on his desk. Sergeant enters the room. He takes the chair in front of Bruce's desk. Bruce turns away from his PC and lights up a cigar. BRUCE STERLING We have our target. SERGEANT We're not ready yet. BRUCE STERLING We've got three months. SERGEANT That's going to be tight. BRUCE STERLING I'm not worried Sergeant. I trust your skills. Bruce closes the laptop and pushes it to the Sergeant. BRUCE STERLING This contains all the available data on our target. There's an anonymous website on the web that' updated daily with his movements. SERGEANT He must be pretty important to warrant our H-bomb. BRUCE STERLING You are familiar with the movement in Quebec towards sovereignty? SERGEANT Yes. BRUCE STERLING Are you also familiar with the gold deposits that were discovered in Quebec province two years ago? SERGEANT I heard a little bit about it. They're up in the northern part of the province. BRUCE STERLING That's correct and they're vast. Vast and rich. SERGEANT So? BRUCE STERLING So they were discovered on Quebec owned land by Quebec officials. Prime Minister Raymond Beausoliel now has the resources to bring Quebec to sovereignty. SERGEANT So? BRUCE STERLING So Sergeant if he continues to gain the support of the Quebec nationals as he has been doing for the past five years he will succeed in his bid to separate from Canada. The United States Government isn't happy with that fact, but we are willing to live with it. SERGEANT So then what's the problem. BRUCE STERLING Mr. Beausoliel has been mining those gold deposits at break neck speed. Shortly after Quebec gains independence he intends to dump all of that gold on to the market to finance his new country. Do you have any idea what that will do to the economy of our nation? SERGEANT How much gold are we talking about? BRUCE STERLING Current estimates put it about seventy five percent of current US. stocks. SERGEANT Whoa! That's a lot of gold. BRUCE STERLING Our government has repeatedly tried to reason with Mr. Beausoliel on these matters, but he is stubborn. SERGEANT So he's the target. BRUCE STERLING If we allow him to dump all of this gold on the market we are talking about a major economic incident. Our computer models suggest a stock crash followed by hyper inflation massive unemployment and a world wide depression that will last ten years. I don't know about you Sergeant, but I don't want to go through the early nineties again. SERGEANT Canada is an ally. BRUCE STERLING Canada agrees with the problem. Unofficially of course. SERGEANT Everyone wants the job done, but no one wants to do it. BRUCE STERLING Everyone wants the job done, but no one wants to get caught. That's why our H-bomb is perfect. He has no past, no ties, no records, nothing. He's a ghost. Bruce sits back and stares at the Sergeant deep in thought. BRUCE STERLING This mission is being redesignated as operation "Beautiful Son". You have your target Sergeant. Train your weapon on him and do not miss. The Sergeant stands. SERGEANT Yes, sir. The Sergeant leaves. Bruce watches him go through a cloud of cigar smoke. INT. THE VAST DARK ROOM Henry is laid out on a hospital bed in the middle of the room. An IV drips into his arm. He is now dressed in a hospital gown although he still wears his reflector shades. A man dressed in a long black cloak stands next to Henry's hospital bed. The hood of the cloak is thrown over the man's face so we can not see who is there. The man carries a weed whacker over one shoulder. The tall dark man draws back the hood. A good looking, graying, older man is revealed. This new gentleman speaks with an English accent. GENTLEMAN You know I just can't figure out how you did it. Henry looks confused. BIGGS Who are you? GENTLEMAN Oh! Pardon me I am being rude. I'm death. BIGGS Excuse me? DEATH You know mate. Death. Morte. The Grim Reaper. BIGGS You have an English accent. DEATH That's because I'm a civilized force of nature. Mind if I smoke? Henry Shrugs. The Grim Reaper places his weed wacker on the bed. Henry points at it. BIGGS What's that? DEATH Oh that? I traded in me sickle. This here is the Eager Beaver 2000. I've got insane deadlines to keep these days. A sickle just weren't cutting it anymore, so to speak. Death takes a thoughtful an enjoyable drag off of his cigar. DEATH Ahhhhhhh. Tobacco. Death's best friend... Now they want me to start processing canines! Some bloody bureaucrat decided all dogs should go to heaven. BIGGS Dogs go to heaven? DEATH That's what I said. So old St. Peter gets his hand bit while petting a Rotweiller and now there's hell to pay. And of course whose supposed to do all of the work? BIGGS You. DEATH Bloody right. BIGGS Am I dead? Death takes another thoughtful drag off of his cigar. DEATH No your aren't and that's what I find somewhat confusing. As near as I can tell you were scheduled to go a full year ago. It took me this long to track you down. BIGGS Are you going to take me now? DEATH Nah. That wouldn't be very sportin' would it. Besides I gots to figure out how you got by me. BIGGS How did I die? DEATH You mean almost died. Hmmmmm. Death places a finger on a his chin and turns to thought. A chicken pecks at the end of Henry's bed. DEATH I don't quite remember. That was a couple hundred million souls ago. It had something to do with chickens though. Maybe it was salmanilla. Another friend of mine. Death guffaws out loud and slaps Henry's arm. Henry smiles sheepishly. DEATH I like you Henry. Most humans run off like scared rabbits when the see me coming, but you aren't opposed to a little civil and intellectual conversation. BIGGS No, sir. Death leans forward and whispers conspiratorially into Henry's ear. DEATH Then let me give you a little advice mate. Trust your instincts. Trust your intuition. BIGGS Excuse me? DEATH It's a very powerful trait you humans have. Go with it, because it is my observation that things may not be what they seem... Death is gone and Henry is left looking puzzled. INT. A KITCHEN - MORNING Henry is in his civilian aspect fixing an egg sandwich. He picks up a newspaper and the sandwich and heads towards the family room. He passes the door to the dining room. A noose swings to and fro from the ceiling of the dining room. Henry stops. Looks up. He takes a few steps back. The noose is gone. Henry turns back to the family room. Death stands there smiling with the weed whacker on his arm. Henry screams. SHEILA Henry! What's wrong. Henry turns back to the dining room. Sheila is standing where the noose was swinging. BIGGS I saw death! Henry turns back to the family room. Death is gone. Sheila strides over to Henry and grabs him. She hugs him close. Henry is dumbfounded and confused. SHEILA You're starting to scare me Henry. Henry hesitantly returns Sheila's hug. BIGGS I don't know what's wrong with me Sheila. I keep having these bizarre dreams. Sometimes I'm not sure what's real. Sheila reaches up and pulls Henry's lips to hers. SHEILA I'm real Henry. Fade out on the kiss. INT. THE VAST ROOM Henry stands at attention. The Sergeant stands a foot in front of him at parade rest. SERGEANT Command is please with your progress to date soldier. It's time to begin phase two training. Are you ready? BIGGS Yes, sir. The Sergeant turns and backs up a few steps. A stoutly build dark soldier stands at attention a few paces off of Biggs. The man is dressed in a black tank top, jungle fatigues, black combat boots and reflector shades. Sergeant turns and faces the two men. SERGEANT This is Corporal Moon. Sheila appears at the Sergeant's side. SERGEANT You already know Corp. Hazzard. Due to the nature of Shadow Ops there are many instances where we are unable to carry weapons. If our mission involves the elimination of a hard target then we need other tools to complete the mission objectives. BIGGS Yes, Sergeant. SERGEANT The training you are about to receive has been distilled from the entire encyclopedia of martial arts. These techniques were designed with only one objective in mind and that is? BIGGS The elimination of the hard target and the completion of mission. SERGEANT The quick and most efficient elimination of the hard target. You will be trained on how to resolve multiple complications all without a weapon. Corp. Hazzard? Corp. Hazzard and the other soldier face off. SERGEANT Corp. Hazzard will demonstrate that these techniques are founded on skill not size. Corporal? Moon furiously attacks. Sheila stops him with a front kick. Moon doubles over. She slams both ears with cupped hands. Moon grabs his ears in pain and falls to his knees. Corp. Hazzard casually walks to his side and drop kicks him in the ribs. Corp. Hazzard smiles and walks back to the Sergeant's side. SERGEANT Skill, speed, and the proper application of pain. Moon! Recover. The looks of pain drain from Moon's face and he returns to his former position. SERGEANT Let's see what you can do Soldier. Moon! Fighting stance! Moon adopts a fighting stance. SERGEANT Soldier! Face your opponent! Henry spins to face Moon. He remains at attention. Sergeant nods at Moon. Moon launches a ferocious side kick into Henry's midsection. Henry flies off screen. Sergeant shakes his head in disgust. Sergeant walks over to Henry who is lying on his back at attention. He does not seem to be in any pain. Sergeant looks down on Henry. SERGEANT Does the concept of blocking have any meaning for you, Soldier? BIGGS No, Sergeant. The Sergeant shakes his head in disgust again. SERGEANT Get up. Biggs does as he is told. SERGEANT Stand over there! Biggs moves to a vantage point where he can watch the Sergeant. SERGEANT Moon! Fighting stance! Moon does as he is bid. SERGEANT Now this is a block. Same attack. Go! Moon launches the sidekick. Sergeant deftly blocks the kick, steps behind it and sweeps Moon's base leg. Moon goes down to his stomach. Sergeant pounces onto Moon's back. He grabs a handful of Moon's hair and his chin. Sergeant yanks. There is a CRACK as Moon's neck is snapped. Biggs looks horrified. Sergeant stands. SERGEANT A block and a counter! BIGGS You killed him, Sergeant. SERGEANT I did not give Corp. Moon permission to die, Soldier! Moon! Recover! Moon props himself up to all fours. He slowly rotates his head back to normal position. He stands back to attention and faces Sergeant. SERGEANT Again! Different attack! Moon attacks Sergeant with a jab and a reverse punch. Sergeant is a flurry of destruction. Moon lies prone on the floor. SERGEANT A block and multiple counters! Again! Different attack. Moon recovers to fighting stance. He launches himself at Sergeant to grab the man's throat. Sergeant lets him grab, yanks down an elbow, reaches around to Moon's chin and yanks. There's another CRACK. Moon collapses. SERGEANT No block and a fatal counter. Again! Different attack. Moon fires off a flurry of punches. Sergeant deftly blocks them all and sneaks a blow to Moon's throat. Moon grabs his throat in shock. Sergeant snaps out a front kick to Moon's groin. Moon doubles over. Sergeant throws an elbow to the back Moon's head. He goes down. SERGEANT Many blocks and a fatal counter. Sergeant leaves Moon on the ground and stands off to one side. SERGEANT Moon! Recover. Now you try it soldier. Henry faces off with Moon. SERGEANT Hit him with the same attack you gave him before. Moon nods. He attacks Biggs. Biggs does the exact same defense that the Sergeant did. Sergeant smiles SERGEANT Very good soldier. Very good... INT. COMPUTER LAB - AFTERNOON Dr. Peoples monitors various PCs throughout the room. He occasionally pecks notes into a laptop he is carrying. His watch BEEPS at him. He looks at his wrist. His expression changes to one of shock. DR. PEOPLES Oh damn! I'm late. EXT. A HIGH SCHOOL - SAME A lone student waits at the driveway that leads up to the high school. Dr. Peoples stops his car in front of the tall young man. Victor Peoples is obviously perturbed. He gets into Dr. Peoples car with serious attitude. DR. PEOPLES Hi, Son. Sorry I'm late. Victor You're always late dad. Dr. Peoples pulls out of the driveway. EXT. TRAVELING - CAR - SAME There is obvious tension in the vehicle. DR. PEOPLES So how did school go today? Victor O.K. DR. PEOPLES How's your biology class coming? Victor O.K. DR. PEOPLES How's gym coming? Is Clarence Richter still giving you a hard time? Victor No. An uneasy silence returns for a few moments. Dr. Peoples is trying to communicate with his teenage son, but is unsure. DR. PEOPLES Your biology teacher, Mr. Andrews, wants me to meet with him sometime soon. Victor Mr. Andrews is a pain in the butt. DR. PEOPLES Victor! He just wants to see that you get a good education. Victor He's a pain in the butt. Dr. Peoples frowns. Silence... DR. PEOPLES I've got good news. DR. PEOPLES My boss gave me a huge bonus. I put it all in savings bonds. It's almost enough to pay for your entire education. Isn't that great? Victor What if I don't want to go to college. Dr. Peoples registers shock for a moment and then frowns. He looks at his son. DR. PEOPLES You're going to college. Victor shrugs and turns away from his father. The two drive on in silence. INT. THE VAST ROOM - LATER We watch from a bit of a distance as the Sergeant demonstrates some more techniques to Henry. Henry follows suit and executes the techniques against Moon. The Sergeant motions them to stop. Henry snaps to attention. The Sergeant, Moon, and Corp. Hazzard disappear into the gloom. There are a pair of teenage legs evident in the shadows, but none of the soldiers sees them. After Sergeant and company are gone Tara steps out of the shadows. BIGGS Tara! Henry is obviously happy to see the young girl. TARA Hi. BIGGS I'm glad you came back to visit. TARA I saw you guys doing karate. BIGGS That was phase two training. It is necessary for completion of mission objectives. Tara smiles. TARA Oh... It looked pretty cool. That big guy looks pretty good. BIGGS That's my Sergeant. TARA Maybe you guys can train me. That will keep the boys from getting fresh. Billy Ricks especially. BIGGS Has he assaulted you? TARA Just with a water pistol. He and his friends think it's funny to hunt the girls after school and surprise them with a face full of water. BIGGS You could front kick them to the groin. TARA I think I'd just like to learn to take their water pistols away and turn them on them. BIGGS I can ask the Sergeant if you like. TARA No. You better not. I'm not supposed to be here. BIGGS You're not? TARA I came in the back door remember? Henry looks confused and then shrugs. BIGGS I like your company. Although the Sergeant and my unit members are very proficient at training they don't have much of a sense of... ah... Henry searches for the words. Tara smiles. TARA Fun? BIGGS Yes. That's it. TARA What do you do for fun, Henry? All I ever see you doing is training for mission objectives whatever they are. BIGGS Why I... stand at attention mostly. TARA That doesn't sound like much fun to me. BIGGS It's not really. What do you do for fun? TARA I play soccer and- BIGGS What are the mission objectives of soccer? TARA To get the ball in the net. BIGGS Does this require the elimination of hard targets? TARA No it requires passing. BIGGS Passing? I have not been demonstrated this technique yet. Perhaps you can show it to me. TARA O.K. Tara walks back a few feet from Henry. She turns with a soccer ball in her hands. She places the ball on the ground and kicks it to Henry. It sails by Henry. TARA Henry. You're supposed to stop it with your foot. BIGGS Affirmative. Tara smiles. She has another soccer ball at her feet. She kicks it to Henry. Henry stomps the top of the ball. He follows this up with a bottom fist and an elbow strike. TARA Henry! Henry turns to Tara. TARA You're supposed to stop it not kill it. BIGGS Oh. Henry stands. Tara returns to stand in front of him. TARA You don't get out much do you? BIGGS Not at this point in my training. I liked passing. What else do you do for fun? TARA Oh, hang out, listen to music, you know. BIGGS Music!? Like the blues? TARA More like alternative. You know, Smashing Pumpkins, Bush, Beck. I don't know much about the blues. BIGGS I like the blues. TARA I'm not even sure I know what they sound like. BIGGS They sound like this. A microphone appears before Henry. Lights come up behind him. A four piece bands stands ready under the lights. There is a drummer, a guitarist, a bassist and a lady saxophone player. None of these people wear reflector shades. Tara smiles as the band starts up "Born Under a Bad Sign". Henry sings the lead vocals to the songs conclusion. When the song is done Tara applauds. The band members freeze. TARA That was great! You're really good. BIGGS Thank you. Tara walks over to stand in front of the band. All of the band members are frozen like automatons. TARA Are these your friends. Henry turns to look over the band behind him. He joins Tara's side. BIGGS I'm not sure. TARA What are their names? Henry looks disturbed. BIGGS I have no names. (violent, disturbed) I have no names! Tara grabs Henry's arm to quiet him. A disturbed Henry looks down at her. TARA It's all right Henry. I'm a space shot too. I forget stuff. Yesterday I forgot to go to a math test. Henry's pain drains from his face. Eventually it is replaced with a smile. BIGGS Forgot? Tara smiles. TARA Well, actually I forgot to study. BIGGS And the math test follows. TARA Yeah, well kind of. As if from off in the distance Tara's name is called. VOICE (V.O.) Tara! TARA Whoops. I gotta go. See you later. BIGGS You will come back? TARA Of course. How else are you going to learn how to pass? Tara leaves with a smile. INT. HARRY'S OFFICE AT WORK - AFTERNOON Henry absent mindedly pecks at the computer in front of him. His boss enters the room. JACK How's it going there Henry! Henry turns to his boss and smiles. BIGGS O.K. Although I think you really ought to be paying the computer he's the one that does all of the work. Jack laughs and slaps Henry on the back JACK Welcome to the twenty first century. Here. Jack hands Henry a small gift wrapped package. JACK I got you a little something as a sign of my appreciation. It's no big deal. I just wanted you to know I thought you were doing a good job. BIGGS Thanks Jack. VOICE(V.O.) Hey Jack! Phone! JACK Whoops! Gotta go. Talk to you later. Jack rushes out of the room. Henry unwraps a pair of reflector sunglasses. They are the exact same ones he wears in the dark room. INT. COMPUTER LAB - SAME The Sergeant is eating a cookie and reading off of the laptop Bruce gave him. There is the sound of an electronic door lock. Dr. Peoples enters the room. He puts the badge to a card reader in one pocket. SERGEANT Hey Doc. The Doctor is obviously distracted. He marches over to a computer that displays statistics on something. DR. PEOPLES Sergeant. SERGEANT What's wrong? You always ask me how training went. DR. PEOPLES I have a teen age son. SERGEANT Oh... Say no more. DR. PEOPLES How did training go? SERGEANT Fine. Mr. Sterling told you we have a target date now? DR. PEOPLES We'll be ready. SERGEANT Good. I'll be right back. I've got to hit the head. Dr. Peoples does not reply as he stares at the stats on the screen before him. The Sergeant exits. Dr. Peoples expression changes to one of concern. DR. PEOPLES What the hell? Dr. Peoples makes his way over to another PC on the other side of where the Sergeant was sitting. He glances at the open notebook PC as he walks by. He stops. He stares. INSERT - THE SCREEN OF THE PC, a picture of Raymond Beausoliel. Dr. Peoples moves closer to the PC and begins to read the screen. He looks around and finds a diskette. He pops it in the PC and does a copy. INT. KITCHEN - SAME Sheila leans against the counter of the kitchen. She peruses a magazine and munches on a bagel. Henry quietly rounds a corner. Sheila does not notice him. Henry studies her for a few seconds. BIGGS Corporal Hazzard? Sheila slowly looks up from her magazine. SHEILA Henry. I haven't been in the army for ten years and my maiden name was Kraus You're starting to piss me off with this name thing. Henry is taken aback. Sheila is obviously pissed. BIGGS I'm sorry I had this dream... SHEILA Was I Corporal Hazzard? BIGGS Yes. Sheila's anger turns to a smile. She saunters up to Henry with a swish. SHEILA All right then you're forgiven. Sheila surrounds Henry's neck with her arms and pulls him in for a kiss. BIGGS You were in the army? SHEILA How many stories have I told you about Fort Bragg? BIGGS I don't know. SHIELA Henry I swear you are such a space shot. Sheila pecks him on the cheek and returns to her bagel and magazine. Henry watches her and is obviously still confused.
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