N.C.E.
ESTABLISHING SHOT. EARTH FROM SPACE.
North America turns under view. The Earth appears as from orbit, only overlaying the geographic borders are political borders in stark dotted lines, as if they were part of the geography.
EXT. A DESERT VISTA
A tumble weed rolls by followed by two smaller tumbleweeds. A fourth surpasses them.
INT. A DARK BUNKER
The General paces behind a row of analysts in a dark war room the size of an NBA arena, but stylized like the bridge of The Enterprise. You know, from Star Wars.
EXT. A DESERT VISTA
ECU. A SIGN
A military looking sign on a chain-link fence topped with razor wire topped with barbed wire proclaims “NSA – FORT ENTERPRISE”.
INT. A DARK BUNKER.
Analysts at each station operate banks of keyboards. The keyboards are different colors and have differently colored CAPS LOCK LED lights. Each color indicates the language of the workstation each is attached too. The CAPS LOCK LED lights are lit on every keyboard. Arrays of monitors tower over each analyst but The General is tall enough to be seen above them as he paces.
ECU. THE GENERAL
The General: Did you phish them yet?
ECU. ANALYST HANDS, TYPING.
ECU, THE ANALYST NAME BADGE.
The name badge is blank.
Analyst 1: Sir, we’re trying.
ECU. THE GENERAL
The General: I gave you a direct order. Phish them again!
Analyst 2: I am sir. They haven’t clicked anything yet. We need more time!
The General grimaces.
The General: There is no time.
WIDE. THE DARK BUNKER
A third analyst approaches from the far side of the war room. His heels click on the gleaming floor in the silence. Analyst 3 reaches The General.
Analyst 3: Sir, intelligence just in.
The General: What is it lieutenant?
ECU. ANALYST 3.
Analyst 3: Sir, they’ve been warned.
ECU. THE GENERAL.
The General: Warned?
ECU. ANALYST 3.
Analyst 3: Sir, we’ve cracked their signal. The translators say it says “Be Careful about what you click on. And don’t open any attachments.”
ECU. THE GENERAL.
The General: Damn!
ECU. THE GENERAL’S FIST
The General’s fist clenches.
ECU. THE GENERAL
The General: Damn it all to hell!
EXT. A DESERT VISTA.
Sand wisps into the distance.
THE END
October 17th, 2013 7:22am