Title: Bugonia (2025) Credit: Written by Author: Will Tracy Draft date: 12th August 2024 Revision: DRAFT EIGHT - PINK SHOOTING SCRIPT Notes: Based on "Save the Green Planet!" by Jang Joon-hwan === EXT. FIELD. EARLY MORNING An apple blossom flower, dappled with sunlight. TEDDY (V.O.) A flower. Just a flower. A honeybee lands on the flower and we watch the process of pollination. TEDDY (V.O.) Then, a honeybee. Very fragile, very complicated. The bee gathers pollen and deposits it in another flower's stigma. The bee takes flight and travels across the field... TEDDY (V.O.) It's like sex. But cleaner. Nobody gets hurt. Until it reaches a painted wooden BEEHIVE... where TEDDY GATZ (early 30s, in full apiarist's garb) attends to the colony. TEDDY A third of our food is pollinated this way. Do you understand the scope of that? That's how vital the bees are, Don. And they're dying. Another YOUNG MAN in apiarist garb watches. This is Teddy's cousin DON. DON But why? Teddy smiles and nods patiently. He's had to re-explain this a few times now. TEDDY It's like we talked about, cuz. Remember? CCD. It's like a pandemic. A SERIES OF IMAGES: Inside the hive. The worker bees flee, and the queen is left alone with her young. TEDDY (V.O.) The workers desert the queen until she's all alone with her young. And the colony wastes away... BACK ON DON. DON But why do they leave her? EXT. FIELD - MORNING Teddy and Don walk towards the house as they are removing their apiarists helmets. EXT. TEDDY'S HOUSE - PORCH. DAY Teddy and Don place their apiarists' helmets and jumpers on the porch of Teddy's pretty run-down ranch-style house. TEDDY People claim it's pesticides. Or habitat loss. Or some people think world governments and their agro - corporate overlords bio-engineered CCD to manipulate food supplies. Don isn't following this at all. But Teddy smiles knowingly. TEDDY Yeah. Exactly. As if a feckless, dying plutocracy could organize a fucking, GoFundMe let alone a global pricing conspiracy. But Don's still not getting it. INT. TEDDY'S HOUSE - LAUNDRY ROOM. DAY Teddy pulls clean towels from the dryer. We hear his VOICE. TEDDY (V.O.) But I kept thinking on it. I knew there had to be a larger organizing principle at work. Something that goes way beyond the bees... INT. TEDDY'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM. DAY Teddy and Don spread bath towels on the floor of Teddy's sparsely furnished living room. TEDDY (V.O.) ... and so I studied. I observed. I searched in the ground, and in the stars. Until I found it. INT. MICHELLE'S MANSION - BEDROOM. EARLY MORNING CLOSE ON MICHELLE FULLER (late 30s). Michelle's eyes open right before her alarm goes off. TEDDY (V.O.) It was there all along. Caging us. Poisoning us. Choking us out. Michelle gets up. Her bedroom is modern, monied, beautiful, if a little cold. A bit like her. INT. MICHELLE'S MANSION - BATHROOM. EARLY MORNING Michelle finishes brushing her teeth and looks at herself in the mirror for a few seconds. INT. MICHELLE'S MANSION - BEDROOM. EARLY MORNING Michelle catching up with emails on her phone, while wearing an anti-aging red-light therapy mask on her face. TEDDY (V.O.) And we wonder why every civil innovation feeds back to nothing. Why politics have no correlation with the public interest... EXT. MICHELLE'S MANSION - GARDEN. MORNING Michelle, in workout clothes, does 'mindful stretching' on a large yoga mat while meditating. TEDDY (V.O.) Because we are not steering the ship, Don. They are. And now it's up to you and me to stop them. INT. TEDDY'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM. DAY Teddy and Don sit on bath towels on the floor, stretching. TEDDY The training's for a reason, Don. It's going to try and dominate us. But we can't let it. Don looks scared. DON You mean, she would try to hurt us? INT. MICHELLE'S MANSION - GARDEN. MORNING Michelle does Krav Maga with a TRAINER. Michelle is strong, confident, intense. She seems to be working off something. Almost like she's fighting herself. TEDDY (V.O.) Yes, Don. It's highly dangerous. So we have to prepare our brains... INT. TEDDY'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM. DAY Teddy and Don do sit-ups and pushups. TEDDY (V.O.) ... and our bodies. As Don tries to keep up, Teddy encourages him. TEDDY C'mon, bud - you can crush this - you can do it... INT. MICHELLE'S MANSION - GYM. MORNING Michelle runs on a treadmill while wearing a mask connected to a clear plastic hose that measures her VO2 max levels. TEDDY It won't play fair. So we have to be better. And don't forget -- INT. MICHELLE'S MANSION - POOL. MORNING Michelle dives into the pool, starts swimming. EXT. WOODS. MORNING Teddy and Don run in the woods. Don lags behind, breathless. Teddy points up. Don looks up, expecting to see something. TEDDY They track it remotely. And they'll try to track us too. Don looks troubled by this thought. INT. MICHELLE'S MANSION - KITCHEN. EARLY MORNING Michelle opens a drawer full of labelled metal canisters. She pulls out today's canister. Inside is a ludicrous amount of pills: ashwaganda, vitamins, heme iron, rapamycin, God knows what else. She blends a powdered smoothie made of collagen, aminos, and creatine and washes down handfuls of the pills. TEDDY (V.O.) It'll weevil into your brain box every chance it gets. Fortify that shit. DON (V.O.) Okay? I mean, I'll try. INT. TEDDY'S HOUSE - KITCHEN. DAY Teddy's shitty kitchen. Teddy and Don eat a mush of honey, squeezable yogurt, and Cap'n Crunch stirred together. TEDDY Hear that, though? In your voice? How they've fucked your confidence? DON Yeah. I'm sorry, cuz . But Teddy places a reassuring hand on his cousin's shoulder. TEDDY No, don't you ever apologize. Ever. None of this is your fault, Donny. INT. MICHELLE'S MANSION - DRIVEWAY. MORNING Michelle gets into an electric luxury Car waiting in her driveway. TEDDY (V.O.) They want you to think it's you. That it's you who made this world. But it's always been them, cuz . EXT. STRIP MALL - PARKING LOT. DAY Teddy and Don stand near their bicycles. Don eyes the people walking around pushing carts carrying bags of groceries. DON But how can you tell them apart? TEDDY You have to know where to look. But there are signs. DON So what about these people? TEDDY No, no, they're fine. I mean, not 'fine,' but - hollowed. Like the rest of us. Harmless. Hopeless. INT. MICHELLE'S CAR. MORNING Michelle drives to work. TEDDY (V.O.) And that's the way they planned it. To make us the same as the bees. EXT. AFFLUENT SUBURBS. DAY Michelle is driving through an affluent suburban neighborhood. EXT. SUBURBAN STREET. MORNING Michelle's car travels through a depressing suburban sprawl. TEDDY (V.O.) A dead colony. Broken. Atomized in a trillion directions... EXT. HIGHWAY. MORNING. Michelle's car in the background the city skyline. EXT. AUXOLITH BIOMEDICAL HEADQUARTERS. DAY Michelle drives up to the front entrance and hands her keys to Tony, a Corporate Valet. TEDDY (V.O.) ... with no way home again. INT/EXT. AUXOLITH BIOMEDICAL HEADQUARTERS. DAY Michelle enters the lobby, takes the elevator and walks across the mezzanine. INT. PHARMACY. DAY Teddy and Don browse the allergy aisle. Teddy scoops dozens of ANTIHISTAMINE SPRAYS into his basket. TEDDY Grab some of the cream shit too. DON What's the cream do? TEDDY Same. Mitigation. EXT. STRIP MALL. DAY Teddy and Don walk between the Pharmacy and a Toy Store with their goods. INT. AUXOLITH - GLASS CONFERENCE ROOM. MORNING A MAKEUP ARTIST smears a cream foundation on Michelle's face. A VIDEO CREW sets up lights and cameras and sound for taping. TEDDY (V.O.) This is what they've done to us, Donny. This is their plan. And I've proved it. INT. TOY STORE. DAY The costume section of a garish, fluorescent-lit toy store. Teddy grabs two plastic HALLOWEEN MASKS. DON (V.O.) What if someone finds out what we're doing? EXT. STRIP MALL. DAY Teddy and Don walk between the Toy Store and a Hardware Store with their goods. INT. HARDWARE STORE. DAY The boys load lengths of thick CABLE WIRE into a basket along with metal CLASPS, SCREWS, and HINGES. TEDDY (V.O.) They won't. No one on Earth gives a single fuck about us. EXT. STRIP MALL - PARKING LOT. DAY Teddy and Don walk back to their bikes and put all the stuff they bought in their backpacks. They ride off. INT. KITCHEN. DAY Teddy and Don eat frozen taquitos at a table. TEDDY And so until the day comes, we clear the psychic cache, ok? No distractions. No gaming. No vape. No whacking it. No screens. Except for research. You promise, Don? Don nods. But he looks worried. This all sounds very intense. TEDDY I know it's a lot. But I want you with me on this, Don. I need you. DON I don't know, cuz . Teddy steadies Don's shaking hands. They gaze at each other. TEDDY But I know. I know you're actually legit, Don. You're smart and brave and no one else sees it but me. DON You're the smartest guy I know, Teddy. But I don't think I can do it. TEDDY Hey? What's wrong? DON I'm scared, Teddy. TEDDY Hey, come here, Donny. Teddy cradles Don in his arms lovingly. He kisses his head. TEDDY I love you, cuzzy. DON I love you too, Teddy. TEDDY You're my best friend in the world. My only friend. I'm doing this to save you most of all, bud. And I won't let anyone hurt you, okay? EXT. TEDDY'S BACKYARD. NIGHT Teddy and Don sit on top of an old, dilapidated picnic table. They've lit a few cheap tiki torches around the table. Teddy holds up a syringe. Don's eyes widen. TEDDY Medroxyprogesterone acetate. DON Uh-huh? TEDDY It's a progestin-type hormonal med. DON Uh-huh? TEDDY Chemical castration. DON Okay? TEDDY In order to hit maximum focus we have to clear our heads of all psychic compulsions. DON Yeah. But how does it work exactly? TEDDY Hey. Trust me, I've done a shit ton of research on this. The more of that fuck filler we have jamming up our neurons the bigger the advantage it will have over us. DON But I'm not sure about this. TEDDY (cuts him off) It's important, Don. DON Okay. But I thought maybe I'd like to be with someone. One day. Teddy nods. Don's pain saddens him. TEDDY Bud, I know this is a lot of new shit, but believe me. I've figured it out. TEDDY (CONT ' D) The part of your brain that distracts you - the part that makes you sad? It's all connected to the biological imperative, these synapses firing off on procreation and seed spread and monogamy and all these, fucking, pain traps - like, it's all neurons, dude, you've got to harness them. Once you kill the urges, like I have, then you'll be your own master. No one can fuck with you. You'll be free. Don nods. "Free" sounds good. Sounds hopeful. TEDDY So... You ready? Don nods. Teddy pulls down Don's pants and readies the shot. TEDDY Talk to me. It will distract you. DON Okay. TEDDY So, you excited to be free? What does free feel like to you, cuzzy ? DON I guess it feels like when we were little. When everyone was still here, before things got bad. Teddy might jab Don with the shot before he's finished his thought. Don winces. TEDDY I know it's been hard. But we'll get it back again, man. I promise. Don nods. DON I'm sorry. Teddy looks at Don. He starts to tear up. Then he laughs. TEDDY Hey, see how you got me going? DON I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me. TEDDY Nothing. Crying is good. Emotional release is good. It means you're changing inside. It's beautiful. Is it? But Teddy is convinced. And there is something almost magical and serene about his conviction. TEDDY All we've lost, all these years? All of the shit that's been done to us? We're setting that shit right again. And no one can stop us. Teddy gazes at the STARS with a look of crazed and glorious hope. He's no madman. He's a believer. He wants to be a hero. TEDDY Not even ourselves. TITLE: BUGONIA INT. AUXOLITH - GLASS CONFERENCE ROOM. DAY MICHELLE FULLER speaks INTO CAMERA in a glossy PRODUCT SHOT. She is smiling, animated, magnetic. The embodiment of the modern American CEO: A progressive face with a ruthless soul. MICHELLE I believe every company should strive to form a diverse table. If the people on your team are from diverse backgrounds, they will lead you to new and creative solutions to problems rather than just iterating. We need to find the next generation of diverse engineers, diverse biologists, diverse doctors. Because it's not just diverse employees, it's diverse thinking . It's about using our corporate resources to empower people with different skills and, and identities to, to - holy fucking FUCKER ! Every time! What is it?!? We see a small FILM crew is set up around Michelle, as well as CHRIS, a diversity training consultant. They look scared. CHRIS 'Skills and identities to foster--' MICHELLE '--a new generation of Auxolith talent.' Okay, let's reset. (then) It's too many 'diverses' I'm going 'diverse, diverse, diverse' over and over like 'buh-duh, buh-duh, buh-duh,' like a fucking metronome. CHRIS Well. It is diversity training? MICHELLE Yeah but it's too many, Chris. Can we please diversify the language? CHRIS No, sure. MICHELLE (teasing him now) Maybe crack a thesaurus? Find some diverse applicants for the word 'diverse?' CHRIS Ha, yeah. Sure. MICHELLE Your lack of synonyms is triggering me, Chris. We must topple your adjectival patriarchy. Chris laughs nervously as she takes him down about 20 pegs. MICHELLE Okay, good job all. Let's go again. INT. MICHELLE'S OFFICE. DAY Michelle's office is tasteful, spare and expensive. An ancient Ethiopian shotel sword hangs on the wall, as well as a framed sign that reads: "Let's kick impossible's ass." We also see framed photos of Michelle with centrist U.S. political/media figures like Nancy Pelosi and David Geffen. Various magazines on a coffee table like Fortune and Time with Michelle's picture on the cover. Michelle is getting ready to leave for the day while her assistant COREY runs through her schedule. COREY Okay, so that's it then. You just have the investor call with Sara and a VC with Wieden+Kennedy at 9 that you can do remote. MICHELLE Great. Thank you, Corey. Thank you thank you. Now, so, the 5:30 thing? Corey takes an anxious breath. She's been waiting for this. COREY Uh huh MICHELLE (one dense stream) Look. I know you sent the email already. But I need you to let everyone know they are free to leave at 5:30 from now on, starting today, okay, but do it in a way that's - you know? What we talked about. We need to send the message that we have a new culture here now where people should, yes, of course feel free to go home at 5:30 and be with their families. No one's going to be overworked like in the past, no more unpleasant incidents, but of course it's not compulsory, and obviously if people still have work to do they should absolutely stay and continue to work. But it's not strictly enforced - although we do still want to meet quotas, so if we can do it with no pressure, just remembering, you know, we are running a business here, so, let your conscience guide you kind of thing, yeah? Good? Corey nods and smiles. She knows no one will leave at 5:30. COREY I'll definitely let them know. MICHELLE Great. New era! Thank you, Corey. Michelle exits. Corey breathes a sigh of relief. EXT. AUXOLITH HEADQUARTERS - FRONT ENTRANCE. DAY Michelle exits the elevator and a CORPORATE VALET is there with the keys to Michelle's Car. MICHELLE Thanks Tony. And feel free to leave early. I mean, unless you're busy, but feel free if you can. Your call. It very much does not feel like his call. Tony nods. TONY Yes, ma'am. EXT. AUXOLITH HEADQUARTERS - FRONT GATE. DAY Michelle's Car pulls out of the front gate. EXT. AFFLUENT SUBURBS. DAY Michelle is driving. INT. MICHELLE'S CAR. DAY LATER. Michelle drives through upscale suburbs. Gated houses. She pops a pill bottle and downs a few TABLETS. We sense perhaps a slight grip of dependency. "Babylon Sisters" by Steely Dan plays on the stereo. MICHELLE (absentmindedly singing) 'Drink kirschwasser from a shell / San Francisco show and tell...' EXT. MICHELLE'S MANSION - STREET LEVEL. DAY A large, perfect-but-tacky mansion lies beyond a gated drive. Michelle's car pulls up. She hits the remote. The gate opens. As the Car pulls into the drive, TWO CROUCHED FIGURES in concealed clothing emerge from thick greenery near the gate and follow, still crouching, right behind the car. The gate closes behind them. INT. MICHELLE'S CAR. DAY We see Michelle HEAD ON as she pulls into the drive. In the window behind her, we can see the two crouched figures OUT OF FOCUS behind the car, peeling off to the side. EXT. MICHELLE'S MANSION - FRONT DRIVE. DAY Michelle gets out of her car and beeps the lock. As she rounds the car, Teddy and Don emerge from the other side. They are dressed in thick, sale-rack ski jackets and pants. Halloween masks conceal their faces. Teddy and Don jump Michelle, clumsily. She drops her keys. MICHELLE (struggling) NO - fuck -! Michelle throws Teddy off of her with surprising strength and gives Don a Krav Maga elbow strike in the throat that sends him to his knees, choking and gasping for breath. Michelle makes a run for the door but realizes she is without her keys. She runs around the side of the house, through trees and shrubbery as Teddy gains on her. MICHELLE (shouting) HELP! HELP ME! But no one on her isolated property can hear her. She moves toward a window but before she can break through, Teddy catches up and tackles her into a bed of flowers. Teddy sprays Michelle in the face with an antihistamine can. She panics and covers her eyes. Then she hits Teddy and throws him off of her. Michelle begins to run to the backyard. But her legs give out from under her. Confused, she falls to the ground, numb. She looks at her thigh and sees a SYRINGE sticking out. She reels and loses consciousness. Teddy stands over her body. Don catches up. DON What now, Teddy? Teddy catches his breath, staring at Michelle. He smiles. INT. MICHELLE'S CAR. DAY Teddy and Don load an unconscious Michelle into the backseat of the car. Teddy gets in the driver's seat. Don makes a move for the passenger seat, but Teddy waves him off. TEDDY No, no ! Stay back with her. Don does as he's told. TEDDY What are you doing? Spray, spray! Don finds two Benadryl spray bottles in their BACKPACK. He sprays them wildly in the air. Teddy starts the car. 'Babylon Sisters' picks up where it left off: "... as he watches his bridges burn / From the point of no return..." Teddy and Don remove their masks. They put on EMF-protection beanies with copper squares electrical-taped to them. TEDDY Okay, here we go-- Teddy turns off the Dan, takes a breath, and hits the gas. EXT. MICHELLE'S MANSION - STREET LEVEL. DAY Michelle's Car pulls out of the open gate. EXT. RESIDENTIAL STREET. DAY Michelle's Car drives cautiously through quiet, luent suburbs. The tinted windows ensure no one can really see in. INT. MICHELLE'S CAR. DAY. Teddy nervously eyes the rear-view mirror. Anyone following? In the backseat, Don fiddles with the batteries in a pair of electric clippers. TEDDY You have to hurry Don, you have to-- DON I know, I'm sorry. TEDDY It's like GPS. If her hair's still on they can track us remotely... Don turns on the clippers. He touches them lightly across Michelle's head, afraid to hurt her. DON It's not coming off much. TEDDY You gotta really run it through, harder -- DON But what if I cut her? TEDDY YOU WON'T FUCKING CUT HER!!! Don runs the clippers more forcefully across Michelle's scalp and her hair comes off in thick streams. EXT. HIGHWAY. DAY On the highway, heading into the rural hinterlands. INT. MICHELLE'S CAR. DAY. Teddy leans forward and looks up at the sky. He sees GREY, ANGRY CLOUDS. TEDDY Fucking cloud coverage, can't see shit. Don finishes with Michelle's head. She's now completely bald. DON What about eyebrows? TEDDY (shakes head) It's fine. Eyebrows are ornamental. Suddenly a cell phone RINGS. Teddy and Don exchange looks. TEDDY Check her pockets? Don searches and finds a PHONE in Michelle's jacket. He holds it up. The screen shows a call coming in from "COREY." DON Who's Corey? TEDDY It's them . Give it to me. Don hands Teddy the cell phone. Teddy smashes the phone violently against the console. The phone proves resilient. Teddy nearly veers into oncoming traffic. EXT. HIGHWAY. DAY Teddy jerks the wheel straight and the car corrects it's course. INT. MICHELLE'S CAR. DAY TEDDY Fucking, BULLSHIT! Give me the clippers! Don hands Teddy the heavy clippers. Teddy hammers the phone as hard as he can with the clippers. Eventually it shatters, and we see the inner guts exposed. He tosses the clippers and the phone aside. He's sweating and out of breath, his fury subsiding. TEDDY Alright. Good. Don looks scared of his cousin's rage. EXT. HIGHWAY. DAY A cop car nearby flashes its lights in response to Teddy's erratic driving. INT. MICHELLE'S CAR. DAY Teddy looks at the cop car in the mirror. TEDDY Fuck. DON What do we do? The cop car speeds up behind them, looking to pull them over. TEDDY Okay. Here we go. EXT. HIGHWAY. DAY Teddy feigns as if he is pulling over to the shoulder after the next exit. Instead, he quickly guns it, zooming onto the exit right before the divider. The cops car swerves after but slams right into the divider and comes to a stop. INT. MICHELLE'S CAR. DAY Teddy is exhilarated as he floors it through side streets. TEDDY THERE YOU GO, YOU FASCIST FAIL STATE FUCKS! DON Are they okay? EXT. SMALL TOWN. DAY The car wizzes though the street. INT. MICHELLE'S CAR. DAY. Teddy drives fast. Don a little worried. EXT. INTERSECTION. DAY Michelle's Car runs a red light at an empty intersection and turns off onto the road leading up to Teddy's secluded house. EXT. WOODED AREA. TWILIGHT In a thicket near Teddy's property, Teddy and Don conceal Michelle's Car with thick brambles and branches. Michelle lies unconscious in a heap against a tree stump nearby, her wrists and ankles bound with plastic ties. Teddy and Don make a LEAF PILE and set it ablaze. Teddy tosses Michelle's hair and cell phone on the fire. They sit for a moment by the fire as the sun sets. TEDDY Man, I feel good. Don't you? DON I guess so. TEDDY You were amazing, cuz. DON I was? TEDDY Oh yeah. Alpha king shit. DON Thanks, cuz . TEDDY I knew you could do it. And sure enough, you fucking crushed it. Don smiles. DON I got you, Teddy. Always. Teddy puts his arm around Don. They stare into the fire. EXT. TEDDY'S HOUSE. NIGHT Darkness has fallen. INT. BASEMENT. NIGHT A standard suburban basement. We may see family photos, a foosball table, etc. But also, on one side of the room, a large OBJECT with a sheet draped over it. What's under there? Michelle lies unconscious on a pallet on the ground. Metal bracelets have been affixed to her wrists and ankles, which are connected by metal wires to thick bolts on the wall, giving her about a five-foot-radius "freedom" of movement. Teddy and Don survey the captive. TEDDY Incredible. DON What? TEDDY Just, the detail. Best I've seen. Don looks at her. DON How can you tell she's not human? TEDDY The signs are obvious. They did a hell of a job on it, but the tells are there: Narrow feet. Thin cuticles. Slight overbite. Semi- obtruding ear lobes. High hair density. You won't notice unless you know what to look for. All of these "signs" are so subtle as to be imperceptible. DON Okay. I think I see it. TEDDY It's like, if you don't cook steaks a lot, then you won't know when it's cooked medium rare. TEDDY (CONT ' D) But if you cook steaks all the time, you just know . You don't even have to cut into it, you just know . DON Right. That makes sense. TEDDY Okay. Let's treat it. OMITTED INT. BASEMENT. NIGHT Teddy and Don smear a thick white anti-itch cream all over Michelle's face and body. DON What is this for? Is she itchy? TEDDY No, Don. It's not itchy. Its genetic structure is the same as ours. But its nervous system is different. The antihistamine reacts with the neurotransmitters in its nervous system and weakens it. BACK TO DON. DON Oh. TEDDY We're just leveling the playing field. It's not torture. Torture is what they've done to us . Teddy and Don step back and admire their handiwork. Michelle sits unconscious, with thick white cream all over her. She looks like an insane Marcel Marceau. Teddy checks the time on his phone. TEDDY Sedative should wear off soon. DON Okay. TEDDY So... what do you think? High time we dressed to impress, eh big guy? INT. TEDDY'S BEDROOM. EVENING Teddy and Don strip down to their boxers and white tees. They put on ill fitted suits. Bargain brand. This is their idea of "dressed up." Like high school kids at a debate tournament. TEDDY Okay. I'm good. How's yours? We see Don in his clothes. They are noticeably tight. DON Is it too tight? TEDDY (yes) No, man. (then) That was my dad's shit. He left it behind for a reason. I know it. So that one day it could be put to use. Everything's for a reason. Don looks at himself. He flaps his arms a little like a giant bird and shakes his head. DON It's too tight. I look stupid. TEDDY You don't. You look fine. Don, honestly. You look fine. DON No I don't. TEDDY What's that swine gonna do? Call the fashion police and arrest you? (smirks) It is not in control anymore. We are. We decide what's elite. We decide what looks baller. And guess what? You look baller. Don nods. TEDDY Besides, I'll be doing most of the talking anyway, yeah? TEDDY (CONT ' D) In fact, maybe... don't say much? You don't really have to say much. DON Oh. Okay. TEDDY Like, don't talk at all, maybe. DON I won't. TEDDY Just stare it down. Beast mode. No quarter. Don't let it filibuster, don't give it space to speak its 'truth' or its 'trauma' or whatever the fuck. Just stand strong, ok? Don nods. DON Okay. I'll try. TEDDY We won't lose our cool. We'll be calm, rational. We'll be smarter. And we'll win with our ideas. INT. BASEMENT. NIGHT TIGHT CU on MICHELLE as she comes to. Her eyelids flutter. Teddy faces Michelle with a clipboard. Don stands hesitantly somewhere behind Teddy. ON MICHELLE. A flash of woozy confusion across her face. Teddy steps forward with a subtle, professional nod. TEDDY Welcome. No response from Michelle. She just looks around in a daze. Teddy's unsure how to proceed in this half-awake phase. TEDDY Are you - conscious? ... Is she conscious? A scared Don shrugs. MICHELLE Whu - ? TEDDY I can only proceed if you're fully conscious, so? MICHELLE Unh - what? TEDDY (turns to Don) Um. What do you think? Should I-- ? Again Don shrugs. MICHELLE -- where - ? TEDDY Yes, greetings. This is my home. MICHELLE This, we're - hospital - ? TEDDY No, this is not a hospital. Fuck it, I'm just going to start. Teddy launches into the prepared statement on his clipboard. TEDDY 'Welcome to the headquarters of the human resistance. Despite our general suspicion and disavowal of all extant governing bodies -- and despite the fact that you, as an Andromedan, are not subject to the human rights guidelines detailed in the Geneva Conventions -- we nevertheless endeavor to adhere to those guidelines out of respect for the humanist principles to which they aspire.' Michelle is getting her bearings a bit. She looks around. MICHELLE What's happening? TEDDY I'm explaining to you that I would like to keep this all very above board. And, and civilized. So -- A puzzled Michelle rubs her shaved head with shaky hands. MICHELLE Where's my hair? TEDDY Your hair has been destroyed. MICHELLE You shaved off my hair? TEDDY Yes, we have shaved off your hair. MICHELLE Why have you shaved off my hair? TEDDY To prevent you from contacting your ship. MICHELLE My ship. TEDDY Your ship. MICHELLE What ship? TEDDY Your mothership. MICHELLE closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. She can't believe this is happening. But she's getting her bearings back now. And her confident authority too. TEDDY MICHELLE Full disclosure: I've also (calmly) applied a thin layer of Listen to me. Excuse me. antihistamine cream to your skin-- TEDDY MICHELLE --which we'll have to reapply (more insistent) every day for full I said listen to me, please. effectiveness. TEDDY I'm listening. MICHELLE (firm) No, you're going to listen to me. For the first time, we see Teddy's resolve falter a little. Don steps back a bit. MICHELLE Now... are you paying attention? TEDDY Yes. MICHELLE Right. So here's what's going to happen. And I want to be clear that I'm not threatening you. Okay? The following is just my best guess at how the next 48 hours is likely to transpire. Do you understand? Teddy nods, a bit awed by MICHELLE's sudden sense of command. MICHELLE Say you understand. TEDDY I understand. Michelle nods. She doesn't panic. Or hesitate. Or scream. She has encountered plenty of radicals like Teddy in her long and brilliant career. And she knows just how to deal with them. MICHELLE All right... This is where we're at. The police and soon thereafter the FBI will begin a statewide manhunt using all of the methods at their disposal and the combined resources of neighboring jurisdictions. My company is a key job creator and economic engine for the region. I am crucial . Think of it like - it's as if you've abducted the governor. But worse. That's the level of bureaucratic urgency you're contending with here. In all humility, I can say that. I am also a high profile female corporate executive. Does that add a certain - ya know - politicized optics to this? I would say absolutely. I would say that is a tremendous factor for you to consider here. I don't make these rules. I don't enforce anything. And I am not in charge of the situation in this room. You are. But you are not in charge of what's happening out there . And what's happening out there is a rapid cross coordination of law enforcement and digital media and it's all leading quite inevitably to your imprisonment - and very possibly worse, if I can be frank. I'm not privy to what their methods might be under extreme duress. MICHELLE (CONT ' D) Or yours, for that matter. But there's no possible scenario where you benefit from this incident unless you cooperate with me right now and negotiate a deal that is fair and advantageous for us both. CLOSE ON TEDDY who is clearly intimidated by her poise. But then... Teddy take a BEAT. And then a DEEP BREATH. And then he exhales, letting it all out. TEDDY Okay. Wow. (beat) That was... that was really good. ON MICHELLE, who furrows her brow. Teddy smiles in disbelief. He takes another deep breath and laughs. A laugh of relief. TEDDY Hahahaha. Man. My pulse is racing right now. Fucking... wow. ON MICHELLE. She's scared. But she keeps her wits about her. She reads the room and clocks that DON is not laughing. TEDDY I mean, props where it's due, you got a real human response out of me there, that's impressive. Seriously, like, given your cellular composition? Hats off. MICHELLE It's the truth. TEDDY Well, no. It's not the truth. Nothing you say is the truth. Objective human truth has no value in Andromedan cognition. MICHELLE Please-- let's just, unpack the problem here-- TEDDY Ooh, 'unpack.' Heady shit. Sure, let's unpack the old fact bag: You're a high-ranking official in the Andromedan royal court. And you've aided your species in the techno-enslavement and agro- corporate disintegration of the Planet Earth, okay? TEDDY (CONT ' D) And we need you to bring us to your mothership on the night of the lunar eclipse to broker a sit-down with your royal superiors. How's that? Fucking, unpacked enough for ya? Michelle is baffled. But she keeps her cool in a negotiation. MICHELLE Okay. I hear where you're coming from. But I respectfully disagree. TEDDY On which part? MICHELLE Well? Primarily? I am not an alien. TEDDY Well, you are. I've done thermal imaging on your face, and there's Andromedan code all over your Instagram. You're barely even hiding it. Look at you. I'm supposed to believe you're a 45 year old woman? MICHELLE I follow a strict reverse-aging diet and therapy program. It's very expensive, but I am not an alien. TEDDY There's no time for this. You are. MICHELLE I am not. For a brief moment, we see a flash of rage in Teddy's eyes. ON DON, who has the opposite reaction... a look of doubt. Teddy takes a deep breath and calms himself. He smiles. TEDDY All right then. Teddy takes a small TAPE RECORDER from his pocket and holds it out for Michelle to take. TEDDY We're going to give you the night to give your statement. MICHELLE My statement? TEDDY That you will give to your emperor. MICHELLE Uh-huh? TEDDY To grant us passage to your ship and negotiate your species' withdrawal from Earth. Michelle reluctantly takes the tape recorder from Teddy. MICHELLE Look, let's - can we have a dialogue here? Because what you're asking me to do is not clear to me. TEDDY Yeah. I think it is. Teddy leans down next to Michelle. She may flinch slightly. TEDDY And I want you to know this is difficult for me as well. You killed my family. You killed my coworkers and my community. You killed the bees. So, given that, you should respect how super professional I'm being right now by not gutting you. There is loss and pain in his eyes. He means every word . Michelle stares back at him. She says nothing. Just nods. Teddy nods back. He's enjoying the feeling of control. TEDDY Your sustenance and waste disposal will be attended to in the morning. Teddy heads for the stairs. MICHELLE No, please, I'm sorry can we, let's just, keep the conversation going? TEDDY I haven't gathered adequate data on what kind of sleep you require, if any. But try and get some, okay? Teddy turns off the overhead lights and heads upstairs. Don follows after him. But before leaving, Don turns and looks back at Michelle. Only a lamp lights the room. They share a brief glance. MICHELLE Please... But Don leaves. Michelle is alone. And she notices, to one side of the room, the OBJECT with the sheet draped over it. INT. KITCHEN. NIGHT Teddy and Don emerge from the basement. Teddy closes the basement door and locks it behind him. He turns to Don. For a moment they just look at each other. Then Teddy smiles a relieved smile. Don smiles too. Teddy laughs. Holy shit, they're really doing it, aren't they? They're really pulling it off. Teddy pulls Don into a big bear hug. As they continue laughing and hugging each other tight they jump and down on the kitchen floor, the conquering heroes. They collapse to the floor, still hugging. Teddy is elated. EXT. TEDDY'S HOUSE. NIGHT The house windows lit up. Everything is quiet. INT. KITCHEN. NIGHT The cousins celebrate with taquitos and key lime soda. Teddy is blissed out, buzzing from his victory. Don turns and sees a small VIDEO MONITOR on the counter that displays a live cam of Michelle in the basement. She's crying. Teddy notices his cousin watching the monitor. TEDDY Hey. We can't see it as a woman, you know. It's not a person named Michelle Fuller. It's the Fuller Humanoid. That's all it is. It doesn't feel that way. But Don nods. TEDDY Hey. DON Huh? Teddy reaches out and gently touches Don's shoulder. TEDDY Even if it was human - and it's not - it's still evil. Pure corporate evil. I've studied it for years. DON Yeah, but still. TEDDY It's killing the planet, cuzzy. It was the lead executive on the neonicotinoid linked to honeybee death. It only knows cruelty. DON It is an alien, right? TEDDY Yes . And it knows you're watching. It's trying to gain your sympathy. That shitty way you feel right now? That's how it wants you to feel. It's mastered the art of emotional manipulation. Don glances at the helpless Michelle. Then back to Teddy. DON I'm sorry. I promise I won't mess this up. TEDDY We just stick to the plan, okay? We have four days until the lunar eclipse, when the Andromedan ship can return undetected. Yeah? DON Yeah. TEDDY So we need the Fuller Humanoid to help us make contact. So that we can fight for our self worth. For our material existence, Don. DON I wish I could fix everything that's happened to you, Teddy. But Teddy shakes his head. TEDDY This is not about me, Don. Okay? Look at me. This is about everyone . TEDDY (CONT ' D) Trust me. One day soon, you'll see. The world will know you as a hero. Don smiles weakly. TEDDY Come here, booger. Teddy pulls Don in for a hug. Don holds his cousin tight. INT. BEDROOM. NIGHT Don is alone on the mattress in the dark. He looks at beautiful images of swirling celestial bodies on his glowing smartphone. A cosmos so distant and wondrous. So far away from this small and squalid life. His head is on a pillow, right next to an air vent. From the vent, he can hear, very faintly, the distant sound of Michelle WEEPING softly in the basement. Don begins to cry as well. He covers his ears, trying to shut the noise out. INT. KITCHEN. NIGHT Teddy sits at the kitchen table in the dark, his face lit by the glow of the monitor image of Michelle. He turns and looks at a spot somewhere on the dark kitchen floor. And suddenly we are... INT. KITCHEN. MANY YEARS AGO. DAY B+W ... still in Teddy's kitchen, but it's a mess. Junk all over the counter, dishes piled high. A little portable boombox plays the song "Good Morning Starshine" from the musical Hair . Teddy's mom, SANDY, sits on the linoleum floor with a younger TEDDY sitting next to her. She looks strung out, weary and manic. And her body is covered in needles, like a sea urchin. Her voice is soothing and maternal, but it's also clearly the voice of a controlling and unhealthy figure, a mad presence. As she speaks, Teddy gently removes the needles from her one by one. SANDY I don't even, fucking, know what's in it, I just eat the poison they give me, but I know they hide shit in there, to program my cells, and my blood, I see what their plan is, ok? They sell me the sickness, then they sell me the cure - and it's money on both ends from the mind control, uh, industry, ok? Get it? Her body starts to drift and levitate off the ground a bit, like a half-inflated balloon, but he gently stops her. SANDY (then, reconsidering) But I'll do it for you , ya know, if it helps, if it makes me not like me , right, like how I am, ya know, like weak? Your slob cunt mom'll do it for you, baby. (lazy, intoxicated laugh) Just don't let them get you too. Teddy takes it all in. The cheery sound of "Good Morning Starshine" drones on. INT. KITCHEN. PRESENT DAY. NIGHT Tears nearly begin to form in Teddy's eyes. But he scrunches his face and shuts it out. EXT. SPACE The Earth. LOWER THIRD TITLE: 3 DAYS BEFORE THE LUNAR ECLIPSE INT. BASEMENT. EARLY MORNING Teddy and Don reapply anti-itch cream all over Michelle's face and body. EXT. TEDDY'S HOUSE. EARLY MORNING Teddy gets on his bike. He puts earbuds in his ears and heads out. EXT. STREET. EARLY MORNING We see the bleak post-industrial heartland that molded Teddy. Teddy peddles furiously while listening to a fringe podcast. PODCAST HOST (O.S.) -- Fermi's Paradox states that hidden evolutionary barriers cause premature deaths of civilizations before they're ever able to reach the stars. But, okay, if aliens did exist, maybe the reason they have not killed us is because they have some interest in keeping us alive. PODCAST COHOST (O.S.) Right. No, absolutely. EXT. HIGHWAY. EARLY MORNING Teddy steers his bike along the highway shoulder. PODCAST HOST (O.S.) They'd probably treat us like a resource. A material service kinda . PODCAST COHOST (O.S.) Yeah, right. Or like, it could be, you strip away the transactional structure, and... Maybe it just feels good to own us? Behind Teddy, a police cruiser's lights FLASH. A rush of panic from Teddy. Has he been caught? He looks inside the cruiser. Then he stops his bike and waits. A terrible tension gripping him. The cruiser pulls over to the shoulder. The OFFICER (40s) gets out and approaches Teddy. OFFICER Hey. TEDDY Hey. OFFICER Saw you there. You all right? TEDDY (shrugs) Um? Yeah. Fine. How you? OFFICER I'm okay. Off to work, then, or? TEDDY Uh huh? OFFICER Okay. Nice. (awkward beat) Sorry, dude, I know you're like, 'When will this conversation end?' Heh. Anyway. I know we haven't caught up in a while. Since, you know. All the shit, and? Yeah, sorry. I just wanted to check on you. TEDDY Casey, I'm good. What's up? CASEY Nuthin, man. I just, I know I wasn't the best babysitter back in the day, but - I do want you to be okay. (then) You still up there with, Don? TEDDY Yup. Casey nods. But the circumstances of Teddy's life sadden him. And also, clearly some heavy guilt lurking in there. CASEY Cool. Well, um? Anyway, I think about you sometimes-- not in a weird way, just, yeah. I'm grown up now, I'm a different guy. So if you ever need help? TEDDY Yeah, yeah. I'm good. CASEY And maybe I'll stop by sometime? Teddy of course doesn't want that. But he forces a nod. TEDDY Yeah, I mean, I'm so fucking busy. But yeah, maybe sometime later? CASEY Later. Sure. See ya, Teddy. Teddy gives another little nod, and peddles off. Casey watches him go with a look of regret. EXT. PARKING LOT. EARLY MORNING Teddy pulls into the parking lot of his job at a fulfillment center warehouse of... Auxolith Biomedical. INT. AUXOLITH FULFILLMENT CENTER. DAY Teddy enters a huge processing warehouse. It's pretty grim. The WORKERS (various ages, genders, and races) look tired and physically taxed. But as Teddy walks the floor in slow motion he puts smiles on faces. He bumps some fists along the way. He seems to care deeply about his coworkers. And their plight. Teddy approaches an exhausted older woman named TINA (late 60s) who zaps labels with a scan gun as packages race down a track. She's clearly way too old to be working here. TEDDY (playful) Aw shit. What's up, girl? TINA Hiya sweetie. Teddy gives Tina a big hug. She clearly has affection for him. They scan packages side by side. TEDDY How we hanging in? TINA Eh, fricking hand still killing me. We see she has a BANDAGED HAND underneath her plastic glove. TEDDY Christ, Tina. You file that shit with OSHA yet? TINA I looked into it, but I just, I guess... I don't know? I'm sure it's not really a violation? Teddy looks enraged. TEDDY Their machinery cut you , and you get punished for missing quotas? How's that not a violation? ... Fucking demons. Tina looks around and lowers her voice. She needs this job. TINA Well, maybe? I don't know. I just don't want to cause trouble. They both continue scanning. But Teddy can't let it go. TEDDY Don't you worry, one day soon it's gonna change. I promise you that. They're not going to get away with this shit in the end, okay? Tina smiles and pats Teddy. He can be dramatic but he's got a good heart. He's the only one around here looking out. INT. BREAK ROOM. DAY Workers grab coffee and eat lunch. Teddy opens a jar of his HOMEMADE HONEY and thoughtfully sets it on the counter for his coworkers to share. Teddy notices a TV playing on mute in the corner. Sure enough, the NEWS PROGRAM is talking about Michelle. With a picture of her. As well as a photo of her car. Teddy is transfixed. Then he's SLAPPED on the back. He's startled for a moment, then sees it's his coworker CARLOS. TEDDY Oh yo what up, Carlos? Brought in some fresh honey for toast... CARLOS Oh cool. Thank you, bro. Teddy takes one last look at the TV, smiles, and exits. We linger behind him and see on the wall a framed photo of Auxolith Biomedical CEO Michelle Fuller... Teddy's boss. INT. NEWS STUDIO REPORTER On Monday afternoon, following what coworkers describe as a 'routine workday,' Auxolith Biomedical CEO Michelle Fuller got into her car, passed the security gate at Auxolith HQ in Fayette County, Georgia, and drove towards home. That was nearly 48 hours ago. Nobody has heard from her since. Authorities now believe there is a strong chance that one of the country's most prominent female executives has been the victim of an abduction. A furious statewide manhunt is now underway, with State Police urging Fayette County locals to come forward with any information at all that could shed light on Ms. Fuller's whereabouts. Sources close to Fuller say there was nothing unusual about her behavior in the days preceding her disappearance, and describe her emotional demeanor as "upbeat" and "engaged." Given Fuller's wealth and high profile, State Police are not ruling out the possibility that Fuller is being held for ransom, though as of yet there is no evidence to suggest this might be the case. The only clue authorities have to work from now is this photo of the back of Fuller's car that was taken by a speed-trap camera two miles from her house shortly after she went missing. Given the angle and distance, analysts say it is not possible to determine the identity of the driver or any other passengers who might be inside.... EXT. STREET. DAY Teddy bikes home. Earbuds in for a SELF-HELP PODCAST. SELF-HELP PODCAST HOST (V.O.) --funnel your trauma into new synaptic regions. These memories do not define you. Instead they can plug you into opportunities for creativity and transcendence... EXT. TEDDY'S HOUSE - BEEHIVES. DAY CU of HONEYBEES swarming in and out of a hive. Teddy tends lovingly to his colony. His precious friends. EXT. TEDDY'S HOUSE. DAY. GV's of Teddy's House. INT. KITCHEN. DAY Don sits near the live-feed monitor of the basement. He gazes at a FOLD-OUT MAP of outer space pulled out of one of Teddy's magazines. Teddy enters. Don stands, ready to report. TEDDY Hey, cuz. Did she eat? DON No. TEDDY Bedpan? Don shakes his head. TEDDY Uh-huh. DON Maybe she's too scared to go? TEDDY It's a ploy, Donny. It thinks it can pity-trap our asses. But we're not going to let it. Are we? Don shakes his head hesitantly. INT. BASEMENT. DAY Teddy and Don enter, once again in their dressed-up clothes. Teddy motions for Don to stand behind him. DON (quietly) Okay, Teddy. ON MICHELLE, who clocks Teddy's name. Teddy approaches Michelle and takes the tape recorder from her. Then he presses play and we hear: MICHELLE'S VOICE (on tape recorder) "Um... I am an alien from outer space. I live here on Planet Earth but I am not a human being. My mothership is coming to Earth and I would like to bring my new friend onto my spaceship with me. Thanks." The recording ends. That's it. Teddy looks at Michelle. TEDDY Uh-huh. (beat) So. This is a joke then? You're trying to simulate sapient humor, or- ? MICHELLE Look. It's the best I could do. TEDDY This is the best you could do? You didn't even say it in your own language. MICHELLE (shrugs) Sorry. Best I could do. TEDDY No it isn't. MICHELLE Well, then... Tell me what you would like me to say. TEDDY Well, I already did that. I would like you to request an audience with your emperor. To discuss the terms of your species' withdrawal from our planet. MICHELLE And I did that. TEDDY Convincingly. MICHELLE That is going to be difficult. TEDDY Why? MICHELLE Because... at the risk of repeating myself... I am not an alien. Teddy throws the tape recorder and smashes it on the ground. Don winces. Teddy's trying to be diplomatic. But his patience wears thin. Michelle stays calm, takes a deep breath. She's bringing 25 years of smooth corporate training to bear here. MICHELLE Teddy, I thought all night about our situation here. And I think I know what's going on. TEDDY Oh yeah? Please. Enlighten me. MICHELLE Look, I feel qualified here because - so, I'm a chemist by training but I also have a psych degree, and-- TEDDY Wow. A degree? From a university? From a credentialist scam for laundering privilege? Amazing. MICHELLE Well, I do have a degree. And I've also read a lot about this-- TEDDY You can't talk your way out of this again. I'm not a kid anymore. MICHELLE --And I believe you're in a kind of echo chamber. TEDDY Oooh an echo chamber. 'Echo... echo...!' Yeah I read the same 5,000 think pieces about that too. MICHELLE You're consuming content on the internet that is - you know - reinforcing a, a warped, subjective idea of reality, that's-- TEDDY This is your best shot at me? Some 'rabbit holes' bullshit you read in the Times? Fuck off. MICHELLE Please. Can we have a dialogue? TEDDY Don't call it 'dialogue.' This isn't Death of a Salesman, bitch. MICHELLE But can we talk? Or are you just-- TEDDY We don't need to talk because I know what you're going to say. You're going to say that I'm in some kind of internet-induced auto- hypnotic feedback loop, and gatekeepers and norms and all that weak hegemonic horseshit. But that is precisely the limp-dick rhetoric you've been instructed to counter the human insurgency with. That's the fucking, hyper-normalized dialectic by which you have convinced seven and a half billion people that they are not your captives. To keep us believing in false institutional, fucking... (mispronounces it 'shy-bow- leths') Shibboleths. Michelle nods. She's been so evenhanded. So patient. But... MICHELLE You mean shibboleths? TEDDY (hiding his embarrassment) Whatever. MICHELLE Oh, sorry. I guess grammar is a false Andromedan construct as well? Teddy suddenly picks up a chair and throws it across the room. It smashes hard against the wall, denting it. Don flinches and backs up. Michelle is scared now. She knows she went too far. Teddy moves menacingly toward Michelle. She braces. MICHELLE Okay, look - I'm sorry-- you're angry. I understand. I even think you have a right to be angry, but we need to have an honest talk in good faith about-- TEDDY Yes, let's 'talk' it out. Create a safe space. Safe words. Good faith. 'Dialogue.' We need to talk about this, we need to talk about that. What we talk about when we talk about fucking talk talk talking forever until we're fucking dead. MICHELLE I agree. So just - tell me what you really want here? Money? Teddy can't believe her sloppiness. TEDDY Your capital has no value to us. MICHELLE So, what is it then? A power thing? Some... sex thing? TEDDY We have no interest in you sexually. Irrespective of the fact that your reproductive organs may not be compatible with ours, my cousin and I have also been chemically castrated. Michelle stares at these two guys. MICHELLE Jesus Christ. TEDDY But I figured you might try to lure us that way. Hence the precaution. See, Don? Don nods. Michelle clocks Don's name. MICHELLE Don. Teddy. Come on. We have options here, please-- TEDDY No, there are no options. There are no rules. There are no deals. There is no payoff. There's no money. There's no free market. There's no legal system. There's no Congress. There's no America. There's no global democratic order. Okay? So don't talk to me like I'm a dipshit. I am not a dipshit. I'm a guy who knows what the fuck is happening. And you will not defeat me, you sick Andromedan fuck. MICHELLE Teddy, I'm sorry. But you need help. You're - you're mentally ill. Teddy suddenly slaps Michelle in the face, hard . Michelle recoils. So does Don. Teddy just stands there, breathing heavily. Then he tries to compose himself. He hates it when he loses control. Teddy turns and walks to the door. He faces Michelle again. TEDDY Everybody denies it at first. But then they confess. Don and Michelle both contemplate this ominous suggestion. Teddy heads upstairs and Don follows. EXT. DRIVEWAY. DAY Teddy storms down the front porch onto the drive. Furious. He steps up onto the hood of his mom's dilapidated family station wagon, then up onto the roof. In a fit of displaced rage he violently stomps and jumps on the roof of the car. After much noise and fury, he finally collapses to his knees in an exhausted heap. He might even slink down onto the hood. Don approaches Teddy cautiously, and touches his cousin. Teddy accepts his love and comfort and they stay there in silence as Teddy calms down. TEDDY (V.O.) I didn't discover them on my own. I stand on the shoulders of giants. EXT. COSMOS RENDERING A sort of cheap, stuttery CG rendering of THE ANDROMEDA GALAXY: A vast, spiralling celestial mass. TEDDY (V.O.) The PA-99-N2 microlensing event proved there was an exoplanet. And Gideon55's YouTube studies into Andromedan infiltration paved the way for my own research. We swirl through the low-budget CG cosmos until we see an equally amateurish CG SPACESHIP. TEDDY (V.O.) But I was the one who discovered how to identify them, okay? I created that content. INT. SPACESHIP RENDERING We are inside Teddy's vision of what the interior of the Andromedan mothership might look like. It has the look of PRIMITIVE CGI with flat rendering and chunky pixels. TEDDY (V.O.) Of course I've never been on the ship before. But I know enough to render it in on my laptop. The journey there will be instantaneous. But once we're on board, inside their chemical atmosphere, they may be able to hear our thoughts. So keep your mind clear and decisive during the negotiations... We enter the royal chambers where the "negotiations" will take place. We pull in closer on the royal throne. Perhaps the image frame-rate might even start to stutter and BUFFER. TEDDY (V.O.) They will see that we are men of honor and dignity. And that Earth, with its vast resources and human ingenuity, has much we can offer. So much more than this worthless death spiral into chaos and shit... EXT. TEDDY'S HOUSE. NIGHT Teddy and Don sit on the picnic table near the house, looking at the CG render on Teddy's laptop. Then Teddy closes the laptop. TEDDY And if they won't listen to reason? Well, I have a plan for that too. Don gazes at the stars. DON What will our lives be like in space? Teddy looks at Don, a little confused. TEDDY In space? DON Yeah. Aren't we going to live in space ? TEDDY Well - bud, we'll only be gone for a few hours. We're not leaving Earth for good. We're saving it. Don thinks about this. DON So we have to stay here? Teddy looks at Don. What did he think was happening? TEDDY Well - Don? Of course. As this sinks in, Don nods. TEDDY But we're saving it so it will be a good place to live again. So everything will be okay, Don. Don nods again. DON Yeah. I know. Sorry. TEDDY It's okay, man. DON Ever since those shots you gave me, I've felt kind of weird. And crazy. And sad sometimes. Teddy listens. Those are not ideal side effects. But he nods. TEDDY It will pass. Don't worry. They silently gaze at the stars for a beat. TEDDY I tried to do this diplomatically. Responsibly. With standards this time. I figured it would have a more professional bearing. But, no. DON So what do we do? TEDDY We gave it a platform for its lies. That was a mistake. So tomorrow... we begin the next phase. Don is worried. But Teddy stares at the sky, stoic and firm. EXT. SPACE The Earth. LOWER THIRD TITLE: 2 DAYS BEFORE THE LUNAR ECLIPSE INT. BASEMENT. DAY Michelle is alone in the basement. She pulls at her chains with all her might. They've been installed expertly, and yet Michelle's in such extraordinary shape that she's on the verge of snapping a brace loose. The veins in her temples bulge. She groans. Almost there... The LOCK on the door turns. Michelle stops pulling and drops to a sitting position just as Teddy and Don emerge in their dressy clothes. Don carries a SHOTGUN. Michelle stands to greet her captors. After yesterday, she seems eager to be in their good graces: MICHELLE Good morning. DON (quietly, on instinct) Morning. TEDDY You're out of breath. MICHELLE Yes, I'm -- you make me nervous. (off his silence) Um, so... I've done a lot of pondering. And I think we should start over. I want to help you. Teddy just stares at her. MICHELLE And, given that, there's something I should have said to you earlier that I am finally prepared to say to you now. With conviction. (deep breath) I am an alien. Still no reaction from Teddy. MICHELLE I admit it. You've - you've been right all along. I am an alien. Nope. Teddy gives her nothing. MICHELLE I mean, look, you can't blame me for trying to conceal it for as long as I did. Part of my mission here on Earth has been to, you know, blend in and so forth, so? Michelle is not very convincing. And she knows it. MICHELLE Look, I'm very tired. I know this all sounds not as - you know - forceful or, the, verisimilitude is not where you want it to be, but I assure you I mean what I say and I'd like to move forward now. To a solution. (for good measure) I'm an alien. Teddy just stares. Then he walks to Michelle and offers his hand. She hesitates, then takes it. They HOLD HANDS. TEDDY You want to start over? MICHELLE Yes. TEDDY Good. Let's start over. Teddy pulls a KEY from his pocket, and unlocks her BRACELETS. Michelle hides her excitement. Is this really happening? Don keeps a shotgun pointed at Michelle. Teddy moves over to the OBJECT with the sheet covering it. He lifts off the sheet to reveal a CHAIR bolted to the ground. TEDDY Have a seat. Michelle considers bolting. But Don is there with the shotgun. MICHELLE Please -- TEDDY It's okay. Have a seat. Michelle sits. Teddy straps her to the chair with METAL WIRE. MICHELLE What are you doing? TEDDY Starting over. Teddy straps her WRISTS to the arm rests. MICHELLE But-- Why are you strapping me to a chair? TEDDY Because we can't start over until basic facts are established. MICHELLE Like - what? TEDDY I was hoping we could agree on your genus and avoid a painful test, but you've forced my hand. Teddy also straps Michelle's head on the leather headpiece, places electrods on Michelle's TEMPLES. She struggles. MICHELLE No, no - look, I admitted it, ok? TEDDY I'm sorry - I'm a humane person and I don't want to do this-- Teddy places ELECTRODES on her legs. But his heart is heavy. He looks genuinely remorseful for what he's about to do. MICHELLE Please--I'm an alien. I'M AN ALIEN! TEDDY I agree. Teddy plays "Good Morning Starshine" loudly on his mom's little portable boombox. Teddy finds some ELECTRICAL CABLES. He attaches them to the chair, runs them to the other end of the room, and plugs them into a homemade CIRCUIT BOX linked to some batteries. MICHELLE No, no! PLEASE! STOP! ON DON. DON Are you sure it works? TEDDY (quietly to himself) I'm sorry, Mom. I have to. He fiddles with the instruments. DON Maybe we shouldn't do this? She already admitted it. TEDDY She killed our family, cuzzy. DON Yeah, but this feels wrong. Teddy turns on the circuit box. Lights and meters blink. TEDDY Okay, here's the first wave... Teddy hesitates for a moment, then turns a KNOB on the box. We STAY CLOSE on Teddy's face as we hear Michelle's terrible SCREAM. Teddy flinches at the sound. He's not enjoying this. DON Teddy, please don't. TEDDY Trust me, Don. DON You'll kill her! TEDDY Humans die at 100 volts -- DON No, Teddy. TEDDY It can take 200, easy. Second wave. He turns the knob again. Another scream, even louder. DON Please. Please. TEDDY Wait... Let me just try and-- He turns the knob again. Another scream. DON Teddy, stop! As we STAY CLOSE on Teddy, his expression changes. His eyes become wide with disbelief. He looks... amazed. TEDDY What the fuck - ? DON THAT'S ENOUGH! Don dares to lay a hand on Teddy. But Teddy throws him off. Teddy gives the knob one more big jolt. Another scream. TEDDY I don't believe it... DON STOP IT! This time Don pushes Teddy away for real. Teddy nearly falls over. Don yanks the CABLES out of the circuit box. But Teddy barely notices. He's stunned. Michelle's WHIMPERS can barely be heard over the eerily droning sounds of "Good Morning Starshine." TEDDY It doesn't make sense... DON What's wrong with you, man? TEDDY (quietly) No, Don. You don't understand. DON She could've died! TEDDY It was off the charts. The output. It's never reached this threshold before... DON 'Before'? ON MICHELLE in the chair. Rivulets of sweat have run the white cream everywhere. She looks like a melting clown. Her hands are still clenched in FISTS, shaking wildly. Teddy approaches her. But his whole body language towards her is different now. Somehow deferential. Nervous, even. TEDDY I wish to apologize profusely. Michelle looks up at him woozily. TEDDY I did not realize... Your Majesty. A trace of confusion passes across Michelle's mess of a face. Teddy uses a pair of pliers to cut the METAL WIRES attaching Michelle's wrists and ankles to the chair. As he does so: TEDDY I stupidly thought you were admin. I didn't realize, at that voltage? You have the royal genetic code. ON DON, processing this new "information." Is it real? Teddy helps Michelle back to her chains and pallet. He gently affixes the bracelets to her wrists and ankles. TEDDY We'll give you a night to recover. Until then-- (a nod of respect) Rest well. Teddy bows slightly and exits with a traumatized Don. We are alone with Michelle. Her clenched FIST is still shaking. Her strength is gone. She is spent, exhausted. But there is a look in her eye, as though something has changed. She stares straight ahead, transfixed. And then we see what she is staring at: THE LITTLE BOOMBOX. EXT. AUXOLITH HQ. DAY B+W A perfectly styled Michelle, with a full head of lustrous hair, stands with AIDES and a LAWYER to either side. She appears a bit younger. We hear "Good Morning Starshine" playing gently somewhere. MICHELLE The most important thing I want to stress to you right now is that I never want to put this behind us. Never. What happened is a part of all of us now. And it doesn't go away. And it doesn't get swept under the rug. And it doesn't get excused. Not on my watch. This one sticks. Forever. (concealing her annoyance) I'm sorry, could you maybe turn off the music for a sec? We see who she's talking to: A YOUNG MAN with dyed purple hair. It's Teddy . He's looking down, with a hoodie pulled over his head. He can't even make eye contact with Michelle. At his side we see a comatose SANDY in a wheelchair. Tubes run from her arm to a drip stand next to her. He is holding the little portable boombox. He turns it off. MICHELLE We -- or, you know, I -- am putting this right up there on the corporate masthead for everyone to see. And for everyone in our company and our industry to learn from. To say, 'There it is. This happened. We did this. And we will always, always grieve this loss.' As Michelle speaks, Sandy begins to gently FLOAT and drift up into the air like a balloon. Teddy sees what's happening and tries to hold on to her and pull her back down to earth with the drip tubes. MICHELLE That is why I'm meeting all of the victims' families this week. To let them know we are going to do better. And look, maybe we don't even try to market a product like this anymore. Maybe we call it a sunk cost and move on. Or maybe we use this experience to grow and to get this formula right. Because I do think, if done correctly, and safely, a product like this could help people like your mom, and-- As Teddy struggles to stop his mother from floating off into space, he looks at Michelle with pained eyes. Michelle quickly recalibrates: MICHELLE But, I mean, it's a hard decision. No, it's a hard decision. And we'll have to take our time with it. But, anyway. That's a dialogue for a different day. That word: 'Dialogue.' It's like a knife in Teddy's side. He continues to reel in his floating mother with the drip tubes. The lawyer makes a subtle gesture to Michelle. She nods. MICHELLE But right now, we'd like to do what's right and cover the expenses for your mother's treatment. In hopes that her condition might one day... improve. MICHELLE (CONT ' D) We simply won't tolerate the idea of you and your family bearing that financial burden. We're covering all of it. This - this one's on us! Michelle slightly cringes at her tasteless phraseology. MICHELLE And, again, we're just so sorry. Teddy stares at Michelle intensely while holding on to his levitating mother. INT. BASEMENT. PRESENT DAY. DAY Michelle stares at the boombox. Somewhere in her imagination, she hears the faint strains of "Good Morning Starshine." Then she hears Teddy's VOICE from yesterday: TEDDY (V.O.) You can't talk your way out of this again. I'm not a kid anymore. She remembers. She nods. Her mind hums. And when Michelle Fuller's mind hums, great and terrible feats become possible. EXT. SPACE The Earth. LOWER THIRD TITLE: 1 DAY BEFORE THE LUNAR ECLIPSE INT. SUPERMARKET. DAY Teddy prowls the aisles of a shitty supermarket, scanning prices. He finds the most expensive packet of spaghetti. He does the same with a pre-made TOMATO SAUCE. He even finds a coconut BOX CAKE in the freezer aisle. In the wine aisle he looks totally lost. He finds a cheap Yellowtail RED WINE and grabs it. INT. THRIFT STORE. DAY There's a wig section. Teddy's staring at the various wigs. EXT. STREET. DAY Teddy cycling back with all the stuff in his backpack. INT. KITCHEN. DAY Teddy and Don set a table for a "fancy" meal. They've broken out the "best" plates and cutlery, tablecloth, even a candle. Teddy steps back and examines their handiwork. He reaches in and makes a few little adjustments. It must be perfect . TEDDY We still hate the Fuller Humanoid. But now we know it expects a certain level of decorum. So that's what we'll give it. To earn its trust, and get what we want. Don nods. INT. BASEMENT. DAY Teddy unlocks Michelle, then motions for her to follow him. Michelle looks suspicious, but she does as she's told. Don keeps watch with the shotgun as they head upstairs. EXT. BATHROOM. DAY Don keeps watch outside the door with the shotgun. INT. KITCHEN. DAY Teddy nails a dining chair to the floor. INT. BATHROOM. DAY Michelle enjoys a 'luxurious' shower. As she towels off, she sees her CLOTHES have been cleaned and folded for her. And a shirt to replace hers that got ripped. She holds up the shirt. "S.G." in marker on the tag: The same shirt we saw Teddy's mom wearing on the kitchen floor. INT. KITCHEN. DAY The candlelit table. Although it's afternoon, the windows have all been blacked out for a proper dinner atmosphere. Michelle's right ankle is handcuffed to the chair, which is nailed to the floor. Don stands nearby with the shotgun. With Michelle sitting there in Teddy's Mom's clothes, it's like a bizarre family dinner tableaux. Teddy stays in his new affect. He's now in the presence of royalty, and it pays to be in her good graces. He dishes up the main course of spaghetti with red sauce. TEDDY Hope you like it. My one and only dish. MICHELLE It looks - very nice. Thank you. TEDDY You'll have to excuse me, it's-- my best attempt to approximate the royal treatment to which you are accustomed. Michelle looks around at the shitty food, shitty wine, etc. MICHELLE Uh-huh? No, it's - it's great. TEDDY And, I want to apologize. For not approaching you with the proper courtesy. Not realizing, of course, what you were. That you shared blood with the Emperor himself. Michelle is not sure how to react. She simply nods. Best to reap the benefits of this new status Teddy has granted her. MICHELLE That's perfectly all right. TEDDY Truth is, we'll never make progress here unless we can speak, eyeball to eyeball, as the most evolved examples of our respective species. MICHELLE I agree. TEDDY Good. MICHELLE Excellent. TEDDY Well. On that note. Enjoy. They begin to eat in awkward silence. The awful pause in chat seems to linger for an eternity. It becomes so weird that Michelle has to fill the dead air. MICHELLE It's a, um-- lovely home. TEDDY Thank you. Another awkward beat of chewing. MICHELLE Just you here? TEDDY Yes. MICHELLE Mm-hm. Always? TEDDY Sorry? MICHELLE Has it always just been you? TEDDY Um, well? I'd prefer we not delve too deeply into the personal, if you don't mind? MICHELLE Oh. Sure. That's fine. TEDDY Thank you. More chewing. Formal and stilted. Michelle grasps for chat. MICHELLE So. Why don't you-- I'd like to know more about your - movement. TEDDY My what? MICHELLE Your movement? What you're doing. TEDDY Respectfully, we're not a movement. MICHELLE Oh. All right. TEDDY A movement is many people. I did this all on my own. MICHELLE Of course. I see. Teddy remembers Don somewhere behind him and catches himself. TEDDY With my colleague of course. MICHELLE Well, it's very impressive. I'm all for people who can do that, ya know, the activism thing. TEDDY 99.9% of what's called 'activism' is really personal exhibitionism and brand maintenance in disguise. MICHELLE Huh. Okay. TEDDY I used to be the same way. I ran through the whole digestive tract in five years: Alt-Right, Alt-Lite, Leftist, Marxist, all the stupid badges. I went shopping hungry and bought the whole fucking store. Michelle nods. So much for not getting into the personal. TEDDY But I was just looking in the wrong places. Until I discovered you. MICHELLE Well. Again. I'm impressed. TEDDY Thank you. Michelle takes a chance. She turns to Don and smiles. MICHELLE And you as well, Don. Don is unsure if he should reply. TEDDY You'll have to excuse my colleague. He prefers not to converse. They eat silently again. Michelle sees some BEEKEEPER GEAR. MICHELLE I see you're an apiarist. TEDDY Of sorts. MICHELLE I've taken an interest as well. TEDDY Mm. So I've heard. MICHELLE Magnificent creatures. Honeybees. TEDDY Yes, indeed. Very much so. MICHELLE Earth's most admirable creation. Teddy looks up. A brief moment of unexpected connection. TEDDY Well, shit. I've literally said those exact words before. They lock eyes for a moment. Michelle smiles with respect. Teddy almost reciprocates, then turns back to his plate. TEDDY Right, so? What is it you admire about them? MICHELLE Bees? Um, I don't know? (thinks) Complex society... work ethic. They do their duty and they build their world without complaint. Or piety. Or self-obsession. TEDDY Uh-huh. All true. (thinks) Which is why they're so easy to exploit, right? Michelle smiles. Teddy smiles. A gentle jousting. ON DON, watching their conversation grow more tense. MICHELLE I just admire their resolve, that's all. Even in the face of peril. TEDDY Well, we can agree on that. Back in smooth water again. But Teddy can't help himself: TEDDY What sort of peril, by the way? MICHELLE Sorry? TEDDY You said the bees have faced 'peril.' Such as? Go on. It's fine. You can say it. MICHELLE What am I supposed to say? TEDDY Just say it. MICHELLE Why don't you say it. TEDDY Colony Collapse Disorder. Michelle smiles politely. He's one of those loonies too. MICHELLE Sure, Teddy. Like CCD . TEDDY You're a bit of an expert on CCD . MICHELLE Well, I wouldn't say that exactly. TEDDY Well, I would say that. Exactly. Michelle nods. She sees where he's heading with this. TEDDY It's all right. We're just talking. She could let it go. But her CEO spin instincts kick in. MICHELLE I take it you're referring to the neonicotinoids my company makes. TEDDY Hmm. You know what? Let's leave it. But she's already in mid-defense . MICHELLE No, I appreciate your concern. But I think your research is a bit out of date, Teddy. CCD has declined significantly in recent years. The bees are coming back. And there's no consensus that pesticides were ever a real threat to begin with. TEDDY Yes, I am well aware of what you've all been telling us. Michelle smiles patronizingly. MICHELLE I know you want there to be a master plan, Teddy. You want the bees to be dying so it can be my fault and you don't have to think about the real reasons why species die: Immunodeficiencies. Changing habitats. Genetic factors. Or sometimes a species just... winds down. Teddy nods, trying to fortify the levees against his anger. TEDDY 'Winds down.' MICHELLE Sure. Maybe something clicks in their heads. And they just know . Or they intuit. The futility of the entire enterprise. (beat. shrugs.) Who knows, right? TEDDY Right. 'Who knows.' MICHELLE That's right. TEDDY Uh huh. They stare each other down. Like gunfighters at sundown. TEDDY We were having a nice dinner. MICHELLE We were. TEDDY Nice and quiet. Respectful. MICHELLE Yes. TEDDY But now we're not. MICHELLE No. We're not. A nervous Don quietly grips his shotgun. TEDDY And why do you suppose that is? MICHELLE Well? You tell me. TEDDY Because you're lying to me. MICHELLE Your usual conclusion. TEDDY You're murdering the bees. MICHELLE I am not. TEDDY And now you're lying again. MICHELLE Lies, truth, what's the difference? I can't change your mind. TEDDY You're right, you can't. Because I know what you are. MICHELLE And I know you too, Teddy. TEDDY Bullshit you do. MICHELLE I do. And do you know how I know? TEDDY Fuck you. MICHELLE Sandy Gatz. Stunned silence from Teddy and Don. TEDDY What did you say? Michelle nods. MICHELLE Yes. I remember, Teddy. Teddy says nothing. He's silent. Silent for so long, in fact, that Michelle almost starts to doubt her conclusion. MICHELLE That - was your mother, right? TEDDY She is my mother. MICHELLE Right. Of course. I'm sorry. TEDDY And you will never say her name again. MICHELLE Fair enough. But we need to discuss- TEDDY No. We do not. Because this is not about that . MICHELLE With all due respect, how could this not be about that? Teddy takes a deep breath. Fury rising. MICHELLE Teddy. We believed we were helping. TEDDY Don't you dare. MICHELLE An opioid withdrawal medication could have helped your mother and millions like her, and-- TEDDY Stop. MICHELLE --and the clinical trial pay - that was, that was helping her too, it wasn't a king's ransom, but-- TEDDY Stop right now . MICHELLE Obviously we didn't foresee the complications, for Sandy or the others-- TEDDY You do not say her name. MICHELLE We believed we paid your family a proper reparation but now I see it wasn't nearly enough. Not by half. Not by a fraction . TEDDY STOP . Michelle is faltering. She's losing her tough veneer. MICHELLE (becoming emotional) Look... You're right to distrust me. I lost myself somewhere, okay? TEDDY Fuck you. MICHELLE I became the human being I told myself I'd never become. I'm not denying that anymore. But I can still help you, Teddy. I can still help your mother. TEDDY FUCK . YOU . MICHELLE I can help her, Teddy. Truly I can. Don drops his guard somewhat. DON You can? MICHELLE You needed a mother, Teddy. She was never there for you-- TEDDY FUCKING DIE YOU FUCKER! Teddy LUNGES across the table at Michelle. As he tackles Michelle, her chair tips backwards and the nails bust loose. Teddy and Michelle fall to the ground. The handcuffs on Michelle's leg slip free of the chair leg. Teddy gets on top of Michelle and begins to strangle her. TEDDY I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!! Michelle panics for a moment. Don has no idea what to do. DON Teddy, no! Michelle reaches for a fork that fell on the floor and stabs Teddy's shoulder with it. Teddy screams and releases his grip on Michelle's throat. Michelle violently kicks Teddy off of her. He falls back. Michelle scrambles to her feet and assumes a defensive Krav Maga stance. Don raises the shotgun with shaky hands. DON Stop! Don't move! Teddy, even more enraged now, runs right at Michelle. She evades his tackle and stabs the fork into his back. He screams again, turns, grabs her by his Mom's SWEATER COLLAR, and yanks her violently to the kitchen floor. Michelle drops the fork and falls to her knees. Teddy crawls behind Michelle and corrals her into a headlock. He squeezes with all his might. Michelle's LEGS flail wildly as she begins to suffocate. Michelle jabs Teddy's Adam's apple with her fingertips. He chokes and falls backward. Michelle retrieves the fork and straddles Teddy. He grabs her hand to stop her from stabbing him. Michelle pushes down with the fork teeth as Teddy resists. It inches closer to his eye. She is stronger. And winning. Don shakily aims the shotgun at Michelle's head. DON Get off him! But Michelle ignores Don. She stares right into Teddy's face. The fork is barely an inch from Teddy's EYEBALL. MICHELLE You can't beat me. (clenches teeth) Because you are a loser. And I am a winner. (sharp, tight breaths) And that's... fucking... life . Then, suddenly, an ELECTRONIC DOORBELL rings. Everyone stops. TEDDY Shit. MICHELLE What's - ? Don panics and hits Michelle on the head with the shotgun butt. She staggers to the floor, unconscious. Teddy scrambles to his feet. He grabs Don. TEDDY Downstairs. Now. Don? Look at me. Do not leave its side. Do not talk to it. Do not let it make a sound. Understand? UNDERSTAND?!? DON (scared) Yes, Teddy. Don shoulders the shotgun and drags Michelle away. The DOORBELL rings again. Followed by some gentle KNOCKS. Teddy grabs a coat off a chair and throws it on, covering his wounds. He starts to head to the front door, but then he stops. And waits. Maybe whoever it is will just leave? Then he hears the hollow sound of KNOCKING on glass. He turns and looks into the LIVING ROOM. Casey has walked over behind some bushes and is standing at the window. He smiles, waves, and makes a gesture to Teddy: 'Can you get the door?' Teddy smiles, waves back, and gestures: 'Be right there.' Casey walks back to the front door. Teddy frantically takes down the blackout curtains and tries in vain to clean up the mess from dinner. EXT. FRONT DOOR. CONTINUOUS. DAY Casey waits for Teddy. He looks around at the sorry state of the house's exterior with concern. The door opens. Casey smiles sheepishly. CASEY Hi. How annoying is this? TEDDY Nope, what's up? CASEY No, I know. It's like, 'Why did I ever tell this dude he could stop by?' TEDDY It's fine. Casey. What's up? CASEY Sorry. I actually do have a real reason to be here though. TEDDY Uh-huh? CASEY Well, so, we're all working this missing persons thing, right? The slightest twinge of concern from Teddy. TEDDY Okay? CASEY And, I actually had a few questions to run by you, actually -- don't worry! But, um-- sorry, could I actually just come in, maybe? Teddy does a quick calculation in his head. He might have a bigger problem on his hands if he refuses. TEDDY Yeah, no. Sure. Come on in. CASEY Ah, dude. I appreciate it. Teddy opens the door and lets Casey inside the house. INT. BASEMENT. DAY Don aims the shotgun at Michelle from a distance as she wakes. MICHELLE Unh-- Christ-- Michele looks around and sees it's just her and Don. MICHELLE ... Where is he? Don doesn't answer. He won't even look at her. MICHELLE Don? Don turns his head away so he won't meet her eyes. MICHELLE Don . He lightly shakes his head, 'No.' She knows it's just the two of them right now. Which is good. MICHELLE Don, listen to me. Put down the gun and listen. I know you'd never hurt me. Don is still looking away from her. INT. TEDDY'S LIVING ROOM. DAY Casey looks around. CASEY We are not alone. TEDDY Huh? Casey gestures to the UFO paraphernalia littering the walls. CASEY Nothing. Just, 'We are not alone.' TEDDY Oh. Right. Well. We're not. Uh, you want some water, or? CASEY Yeah, sure. Teddy walks to the kitchen. Casey fidgets uncomfortably. CASEY Man, I gotta say it's pretty weird being in here again. Lotta feelings. TEDDY Uh, yeah. Well, same old shit. INT. KITCHEN. CONTINUOUS. DAY Teddy enters the kitchen and sees the MONITOR on the counter is still on, showing Michelle and Don talking downstairs. He very quickly SWITCHES OFF the MONITOR on his way to the sink. CASEY Scared the floor's gonna run away? TEDDY What? Casey points to the nails in the floor where the chair was. TEDDY (thinks) Oh. No. Mom, she, uh-- used to have fits, or whatever, so, we'd nail the chair down. Casey nods sadly. Say no more. Teddy hands him a water glass. CASEY Thank you kindly. Casey takes a sip of water. And then he spots something. CASEY Uh oh. TEDDY What? CASEY My arch nemesis. Casey eyes the FROZEN BOX CAKE thawing on the counter. TEDDY So, um? You had some questions, or? Casey looks like he'd forgotten all about that. CASEY Oh, right. Well um, you're still at Auxolith, right? TEDDY Yeah. CASEY Right. So you probably know all about the Fuller case? TEDDY Yeah. I mean? I heard a little. CASEY On the news? TEDDY I don't get the news from the news. CASEY Oh. Right. Well, I'm just here on a hunch, really. This missing lady's phone pinged a cell tower around here the night of the abduction. TEDDY Oh yeah? Well those things have a pretty wide radius though, right? CASEY Yeah, no, for sure. It's just that her car was also snapped by a speed trap near the intersection down the road from your hill here? Teddy plays it cool. He shrugs. TEDDY Okay? CASEY I know. Long shot, right? But it's a sparsely populated area, so, just thought I'd check in with the local residents. See if you, or Don, seen anything peculiar? TEDDY Um,? No, like-- ? CASEY Well, one thing-- You haven't seen this car, have you? Casey finds a photo of Michelle's Car on his phone. TEDDY No. CASEY Uh-huh? Or this woman? He swipes over to a photo of Michelle. TEDDY I mean... she owns my work? CASEY But you haven't seen her in person? TEDDY Dude, I scan packages. CASEY No, I know. Um. And what about your neighbors? You heard them say anything about any - I don't know - unusual activity? TEDDY I mean? I don't know them, really? CASEY I know. I'm sorry, I'm grasping at straws here, but-- Casey sighs. He puts his phone away. CASEY Look. To be honest? I mainly just wanted to check in with you. I know the last thing you want is your fucked up babysitter from 20 years ago showing up feeling guilty about - whatever went down, but? I sometimes pass by this place and just have this, fucking, sad, awful feeling, like, 'What's going on in there?' Ya know? INT. BASEMENT. CONTINUOUS. DAY Michelle continues to work on Don. MICHELLE Thank you, Don. Don says nothing. He just looks away from her. MICHELLE You could have shot me earlier, upstairs. But you didn't. The way you behaved was... honestly? Heroic. Don is barely hanging on now. MICHELLE And I don't use that word lightly, Don. You've been the only thing stopping him from doing... God knows what to me. He finally cracks a bit. DON I don't talk to you. That's how it is. So just keep quiet. Michelle smiles sympathetically at Don. Now they're talking. MICHELLE You know this is crazy, though. Right? You know this is wrong? I know you know that, Don. DON Shut up. MICHELLE I'm just saying. There's a world, Don. There's a world where we help you and your cousin and your aunt. MICHELLE (CONT ' D) Where reparations are paid, the page is turned, all of that happens for you. Don thinks about this. Then he shakes his head. DON No that's not true. You're going to have Teddy and me arrested. MICHELLE I wouldn't. No. (thinks) But even if you're right and Teddy gets arrested, it's all different for you, Don. If you let me go. DON No. Shut up. I see what you're doing. MICHELLE All he does is pull you deeper into the pit, Don. He never actually offers you a way out for you . Well, I can do that. I want to do that for you, Don. Don slaps Michelle's head very lightly with his hand. DON I said shut up! But Michelle isn't fazed in the slightest by the tiny slap. MICHELLE That's okay, Don. I know you're confused. You're frustrated. No one in the universe could blame you. CLOSE ON DON, looking away from her. INT. KITCHEN. DAY Teddy and Casey share some coconut cake and Yellowtail wine by the window. It's started to rain outside. CASEY He ever show up again? Teddy shakes his head. CASEY Fuckin asshole. Sorry, I know he's your dad and you probably love him. TEDDY I literally wouldn't recognize him. CASEY Right. (gulps some wine, then, it's killing him) Look, Teddy, man, I know it was a long time ago, what I did to you-- TEDDY It's fine -- CASEY No. It wasn't fine. It was wrong. But I swear, it wasn't cause I liked it, it was just a weird power thing, that's it. I was just young, and lost. I promise you, dude, I never ever did that to anyone else-- TEDDY Forget it. Seriously. It's done. Casey nods, troubled. He gulps his wine. Teddy peeks under his jacket. A bloody mess down there. He covers up again. They look out the window at the gloomy heartland hillsides dripping with rain. A misty landscape, bruised and broken. CASEY (tearing up) Thank you. Teddy nods. But he just wants him out of the house now. TEDDY Hey, um, you wanna see my bees? Casey looks at Teddy. Then he smiles sadly. He pats Teddy, who silently winces from being patted on his wound. CASEY Sure, man. INT. BASEMENT. DAY Don continues to look away from Michelle. MICHELLE Someone's up there, right? Who's up there? DON Shut up. MICHELLE Is it the police? DON I said shut up. MICHELLE It is. And they're going to arrest your cousin. But it's not too late for you, Don. DON Please stop. MICHELLE If you let me go now, everything will work out for you. I promise. Finally, Don looks at Michelle. DON No it won't. MICHELLE Don. It will. DON There's nothing else for me here. Teddy is all I have. MICHELLE We'll find something for you. You don't need him. DON I do need him. I love him. MICHELLE But there's so much else out there. DON No. There's not. Not here. MICHELLE Okay. Then, where? Where do you want to go, Don? You can go there. I'll take you there. DON But if you are an alien, you would help me? MICHELLE (cuts him off) Don, not this again, come on. You know I'm not an alien. DON But if you are, you would take me with you? Michelle is confused. MICHELLE What - ? DON If all this is real, and you did have a spaceship, you would take me away from this place? Michelle just stares at this poor sad soul for a beat. Then she smiles warmly and nods. MICHELLE Of course, Don. Yes. Absolutely. I'll take you with me. We'll leave Earth. I promise that's what will happen, okay? (then) If you let me go. Don looks into her eyes for a long moment. He smiles. DON Thanks, but I can't do it without him. MICHELLE You have to. Don suddenly looks exhausted. EXT. TEDDY'S HOUSE. DAY Teddy and Casey walk towards the beehives in apiarist suits. CASEY Thanks again for the tipple. Mum's the word, eh? TEDDY Sure. Sorry I couldn't help you find that lady. (beat) But hey, here's this. He hands Casey a self-published book by some guy named Ron Gideon called "VISIONS OF ANDROMEDA: EXOPLANETARY TRUTH AND THE NASA LIE MACHINE." TEDDY This shit helped me a lot. Casey nods and smiles politely. Poor fucking kid. CASEY Very cool. Thank you, dude. So, um, let's see these bees. They both put on the helmets. Teddy takes the lid off of one of the beehives. INT. BASEMENT. DAY Michelle pleads insistently with a near catatonic Don. MICHELLE Please . We're running out of time. The police will bust in here soon and I can't help you then. Don can barely keep his eyes open now. He nods. DON Okay. I'm ready to leave now. (beat) Tell him I'm sorry, okay? Tell him I love him. Michelle nods. MICHELLE I will. Don smiles, puts the barrel of the shotgun under his chin. There is a blast. Blood and brain matter spray onto Michelle. EXT. TEDDY'S HOUSE - BEEHIVES. DAY Teddy and Casey both hear the unmistakable sound of a SHOTGUN BLAST coming from the house. Casey whips his head around. CASEY What the hell - ? INT. BASEMENT. DAY Michelle is in shock. Some blood is splattered on her face. MICHELLE Jesus fucking Christ! Don's dead body lies on the floor, oozing blood. EXT. TEDDY'S HOUSE - BEEHIVES. DAY Casey turns to face Teddy again, Teddy swiftly take off Casey's helmet and smashes a HEAVY HIVE TRAY filled with bees and nectar on his face. He falls to the ground. CASEY Gah! FUCK! Teddy kicks over one of the bee hives. Hundreds of angry bees fly everywhere, swarming Casey. The bees collect like a second skin to Casey's face and crawl down his throat, choking him. Teddy grabs a shovel leaning against a big tool box. He walks purposefully over to Casey and beats him to death with the shovel as a cloud of bees swirls around them. Teddy then drops the shovel and crawls to the toppled bee hive. He tries his best to set it right again, crying. TEDDY I'm so sorry... I'm so fucking sorry, you guys... INT. BASEMENT. DAY Michelle hears Teddy racing down the stairs and unlocking the basement door. TEDDY (entering the room) Don ! Don, you didn't kill it did you?!? Teddy enters with the shovel and sees Michelle alive. Then he sees Don's corpse, the shotgun by his side. TEDDY Oh, no... Oh Jesus, no... MICHELLE Teddy, listen to me-- Teddy runs to Don's body, trying pathetically to revive him. TEDDY (panicking) What the hell did you do to him? MICHELLE Nothing! He, he did it to himself! Teddy cradles Don in his arms, weeping. TEDDY Oh, God... Don, no no no no -- MICHELLE I swear to you he did this to himself - he, he thought the police were coming and - he just freaked out and, and he panicked, and-- Teddy, with tears in his eyes, slowly looks up at Michelle with a terrifying malicious expression. MICHELLE Please believe me, I - look, I'm chained to the wall, how could I have - ? TEDDY What did you say to him? MICHELLE (hesitates) Nothing, I just-- TEDDY What fucking filth did you fill his sad brain with you demon from hell? MICHELLE He was under extreme pressure, Teddy. He just, he cracked -- TEDDY And you cracked him, didn't you? You poisoned his heart with lies and bullshit until his whole fucking world collapsed, DIDN'T YOU?!? MICHELLE He did all of this for you , you fucking maniac, because you fed him a FUCKING FAIRY TALE! For an awful moment, Teddy considers the grim possibility that what she's saying might be completely true. But he shakes it off, grabs the bat, and walks to Michelle. MICHELLE Teddy, no. No, no, don't kill me! TEDDY I can't kill you yet. But you're going to wish I had. Teddy lifts shovel above his head, but Michelle screams out: MICHELLE Wait, WAIT ! There's a cure for your mom! Teddy hesitates. Then he lifts shovel again. MICHELLE No, no! It's true! There's a cure! You can save her! Teddy hesitates again. TEDDY What are you saying? WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?!? Michelle's brain races. MICHELLE Your mother, there's - inside of her, a big change is taking place. A total rearranging of her genetic code. Your mom was the first, the first... sample! It's a very important, Andromedan experiment. It takes four to five years. If it succeeds, she'll wake up! Teddy takes this in, breathing heavily, the shovel still poised above his head. TEDDY And what if it doesn't succeed? MICHELLE She'll die. But if we chemically terminate the experiment, she'll, she'll wake up. She'll wake up! TEDDY How? How do we do that? Michelle thinks fast. MICHELLE Listen... My car. You have my car? TEDDY Yes. MICHELLE In my car... in the trunk. In the back! There's a bottle, right? It says, it says... it's a yellow jug, okay? And it says, 'mono ethylene glycol.' Antifreeze. (then, quickly) MICHELLE (CONT ' D) But forget the label, it's not antifreeze. It's the cure. I keep it in the antifreeze jug in my car for, for safety. To hide it. Teddy fidgets. It sounds... risky. He grips the shovel. MICHELLE No no no! TEDDY If - if - if this experiment is so important, why would you allow me to cancel it? MICHELLE There are multiple experiments happening all around the world. Your mom is one of dozens. (beat) Just... trust me. You can keep me chained up down here. I'll have no way of escaping. Why would I lie? Teddy considers all of this. And then he nods and suddenly swings shovel down on Michelle's knee, almost breaking it. MICHELLE FAAUUGH! TEDDY That's for Don, you fucking virus. Teddy drops shovel, picks up the shotgun, and runs out. EXT. WOODED AREA. DAY Teddy finds Michelle's Car hidden under the brambles. He digs through the cluttered trunk, and finds the antifreeze jug behind a bag of golf clubs. He stuffs the jug in his backpack and gets on his bike. INT. BASEMENT. DAY Michelle is still chained to the wall with a messed up leg. She is all alone now. Don's body still lies on the floor, just out of her reach. Michelle gets down on the ground and tries to reach as far as the wall restraints will allow her. But Don's FOOT is still an inch or two from her grasp. EXT. STREET. DAY Teddy peddles his bike furiously down the street. INT. BASEMENT. DAY Straining with all of her might, Michelle barely grasps the end of a SHOELACE on Don's shoe between two fingertips. She carefully pulls Don's shoelace down. It unties. Now she has enough length of lace to fully grasp in her hand. She tugs on the lace. Don's bent leg straightens, arcing his foot into Michelle's grasp. Michelle grabs Don's foot and pulls his body towards her. Once she's pulled Don close enough, Michelle rifles through his pocket and finds the KEYS to her restraint bracelets. She unlocks her wrists and ankles. EXT. LONG TERM CARE FACILITY. DAY Teddy pulls his bike into the parking lot of a building with a sign marked "Evergreen Extended Care Community" and rushes inside. INT. LONG TERM CARE FACILITY. DAY Teddy approaches Sandy's room and slips inside. INT. BASEMENT. DAY Michelle, hobbled on one foot, heaves herself against the locked reinforced door that leads upstairs. It's clear she has been heaving for quite some time, painfully. But it's no use. She truly is trapped down here. She collapses to the ground, out of breath, wincing. Michelle's finds a couple of elements lying around and manages to make a DYI splint to support her leg. As she catches her breath, she turns her head and sees the room from an angle she's never seen before. She sees a bookcase against the wall, filled with tomes on political science, ecology, and the paranormal. Behind the bookcase you can just make out the edge of what appears to be a HINGE. There's a DOOR behind there... INT. LONG TERM CARE FACILITY - SANDY'S ROOM. DAY Teddy has shut the door to his Mom's room. He rushes over to her side. He gazes into her comatose, expressionless face. He touches her cheek with his hand. INT. BASEMENT. DAY Michelle has shoved the bookcase out of the way. She pulls on a makeshift handle and a door opens into... INT. TEDDY'S RESEARCH ROOM. DAY Michelle enters a long, narrow room packed with all manner of 'medical research': books, files, instruments, and, samples. Most ominously, Michelle sees on one tall stack of shelves a series of SPECIMENS IN JARS: human hands, eyes, and various organs preserved in histidine tryptophan ketoglutarate. What has he been doing down here? INT. LONG TERM CARE FACILITY - SANDY'S ROOM. DAY He frantically fiddles with her IV drip bag. He unscrews the antifreeze jug cap. INT. TEDDY'S RESEARCH ROOM. DAY At the end of the room is Teddy's workstation. There are some traces of what appear to be dried blood in various spots. On a SHELF above the workstation are a series of black binders numbered 1 through 10. Michelle pulls the binder marked '1' off the shelf. She opens it and sees a photo of a man chained to the wall with a shaved head and cream smeared all over his face. Beyond the photo are pages and pages of NOTES as well as PHOTOS of autopsies and anatomical DRAWINGS. INT. LONG TERM CARE FACILITY - SANDY'S ROOM. DAY The antifreeze feeds into the tube leading to Sandy's arm. Teddy anxiously waits and watches his mother for any sign of revival, any movement at all. TEDDY C'mon. Wake up. INT. BEDROOM. YEARS AGO. DAY B+W Sandy is frantically wrapping young Teddy in silver space blankets. Her fingers are needles. Needles may also dangle from her brittle, unkempt hair. SANDY These'll protect you. YOUNG TEDDY How - ? SANDY They won't see you. YOUNG TEDDY I'm scared... SANDY Hey. Listen to me, baby. You listenin ? YOUNG TEDDY Uh huh? SANDY These people ain't human. INT. LONG TERM CARE FACILITY - SANDY'S ROOM. DAY After a long beat, he sees something: a TWITCH in her finger. Did he imagine it? Teddy watches his mother's finger. Another twitch. Two fingers, three fingers. Then an entire hand. Teddy's face lights up. INT. BEDROOM. YEARS AGO. DAY B+W Teddy is now fully encased in silver space blankets. Sandy jams the nozzle head of a hand pump into the bundled silver package of Teddy. She starts furiously pumping the foot pump. SANDY You think you're talkin to a person, but no - no, no - they're just - antenna heads - breaking us down. See I been watchin them-- you hear me? The silver blankets inflate around Teddy's body in one piece like a giant mylar balloon. SANDY We don't have much time. Look to the sky. Look for the signs. It's a lie. Ok? S'not real - but you have to see. You have to . Promise me? INT. LONG TERM CARE FACILITY - SANDY'S ROOM. DAY Teddy is full of hope. Desperate hope. TEDDY Mom - mom, mom - wake up - it's me! But then the twitches turn into convulsions. Uncontrollable tremors pulsating across Sandy's entire body. Teddy's face turns ashen. He tries in vain to control his mother's convulsions. INT. BEDROOM. YEARS AGO. DAY B+W Sandy begins to pump the foot pump IN REVERSE and all the air begins to suck out of the silver balloon until the material encases poor Teddy's body in air-tight silver shrink-wrap. SANDY Promise me, Teddy! Promise me! The silver material is shrink-wrapped tight over Teddy's face, suffocating his mouth. But he moves his jaw and forms the words as best he can: TEDDY I promise... (suddenly relieved) Oh god. Thank you... thank you... INT. LONG TERM CARE FACILITY - SANDY'S ROOM. DAY We hear the sustained BEEP of Sandy's heart monitor flat- lining. Teddy grabs her face and hands and watches the life leave her body forever. He cries and kisses her hands. Some NOISES from the hallway. Panicking, Teddy grabs his bag, opens the window to her room, and climbs out. EXT. LONG TERM CARE FACILITY. DAY Teddy runs from the facility, tears in his eyes. About a hundred feet out, he turns and looks back at her room. NURSES have rushed to her side, trying pathetically to figure out what could be wrong with her, what could be killing her. Teddy watches with a look of bottomless sadness. As we PULL CLOSE, his sadness slowly morphs into blind rage. INT. TEDDY'S RESEARCH ROOM. DAY Michelle looks around the room. All of Teddy's research. All of his hope and delusion and pain and anger. His endless, violent, pitiful search for an answer to the unanswerable. Michelle takes it all in. And she nods. It seems there's only one way out of here. She knows what must be done. EXT. STREET. DAY Teddy bikes home with furious tears in his eyes. EXT. TEDDY'S HOUSE. DAY Teddy leaps off his bike and runs into the house. INT. KITCHEN. DAY Teddy runs into the kitchen and grabs the shotgun he's left leaning on the table. He runs downstairs, making wild, savage noises. INT. BASEMENT. DAY Teddy enters and sees Michelle standing in the middle of the room. But it is not the same restrained, subdued Michelle he has seen before. No, this Michelle is standing tall and proud, with no chains to contain her. And she is staring at Teddy with a look of supreme, otherworldly authority. He raises his shotgun unsteadily. TEDDY (shaking) You fucking monster... MICHELLE How many were Andromedans ? TEDDY You lied to me... you.. Michelle puffs her chest and roars. MICHELLE HOW MANY WERE ANDROMEDANS ? Teddy turns and sees his hidden research room has been discovered. He lifts his shotgun again. He breathes heavily, realizing the full horror of his actions has been discovered. TEDDY Two... MICHELLE Two. Michelle takes a step forward, with complete confidence that she will not be shot. MICHELLE You miserable fucking idiot. Do you know what you've done? TEDDY You... you killed her... MICHELLE QUIET . Listen to me. And I will tell you why it is that I resemble a human. Teddy is suddenly awed into silence. Michelle summons all of her powers of rhetoric and persuasion for this moment. The pitch of her life. The Greatest Story Ever Sold. And all the basement's her stage. MICHELLE Our 75th emperor first discovered the Earth. This planet was ruled by dinosaurs, magnificent creatures with a complex but stable ecosystem. But we inadvertently spread a fatal virus to the planet. Our emperor was struck with guilt, watching Earth's creatures perish. So he gave new life to this planet. Life resembling us . The early test humans could barely stand. But soon they walked... She walks slowly toward Teddy. He inches back slowly. MICHELLE ...and began to reproduce. A civilization was born in harmony with nature. Atlantis. We were worshipped as gods. But some humans wished to surpass us. MICHELLE (CONT ' D) They began to create their own, stronger lab-grown humans. But the new humans were more aggressive. A conflict began that finally ended in a thermonuclear war. In the war's wake, all of humanity was extinguished, save for a select few, who built an ark that traveled the oceans for a century. Finally, when it was safe to resurface on dry land, the leaders of the ark died, and only a few mutant specimens of degraded semi-humans survived: the apes. She gestures to DON'S BODY on the ground. MICHELLE Evolution resumed, but towards chaos. The newly evolved human beings -- YOUR current ancestors -- fought amongst themselves in an endless cycle of war, genocide and ecological destruction. She steps again toward Teddy and eyes him accusatorially. MICHELLE They brutalized Earth. Ruined her waters. Ravaged her climate. Poisoned themselves with drugs and technology. And even when presented with irrefutable evidence of their own self-destruction, the humans continued unabated. Tears well in Michelle's eyes. MICHELLE Even I myself became more human - more selfish and cruel - the longer I stayed here amongst your kind. But humans can't help the way they are. She points her finger sharply at Teddy. MICHELLE It's in your genes. The genes your ancestors implanted to strengthen themselves. It gets reproduced in your bodies and grows stronger. She holds her hand to heart with sincerity and conviction. MICHELLE We Andromedans are here to eliminate that suicidal gene. MICHELLE (CONT ' D) To save humanity, yes. But also to save Earth from you and your kind. Michelle stands resolute after her bravura performance. A confused Teddy points the shotgun at Michelle. He is in disbelief. It can't be true. TEDDY No. You came here to kill us-- ? MICHELLE Wrong, Teddy. Yes, some of us would have preferred to simply terminate your species. But the emperor believed there was still hope. Hence the experiments. The experiments your mother was a part of. She was chosen because she was weak. Because she was broken. If we could correct her , then perhaps all humans could be corrected as well. Teddy trembles with excitement... and then rage. TEDDY But you killed her. You killed her! MICHELLE You killed her. I figured you'd be apprehended feeding antifreeze to a coma patient. And then I'd be freed, so I could return to my work. But you actually got away with it, you sick ape. Teddy lifts the shotgun again. TEDDY Fuck you! MICHELLE Listen to me: There are other test subjects. Who are showing progress. TEDDY No -- MICHELLE We must show the emperor the truth. Tomorrow. During the lunar eclipse. Teddy is drained. But he sees a ray of hope in her offer. MICHELLE You may hate me. You may want me dead. And I don't blame you. MICHELLE (CONT ' D) But I have the information you need to save Earth. And you know I do. TEDDY (wearily) Fucking... demon... MICHELLE This is our destiny, Teddy Gatz... yours and mine. And the hour is almost upon us. Teddy can no longer resist. He sees she is offering the only chance of completing his mission. He lowers the shotgun. EXT. SPACE The Earth. LOWER THIRD TITLE: THE NIGHT OF THE LUNAR ECLIPSE EXT. AUXOLITH BIOMEDICAL HEADQUARTERS - FRONT GATE. DAY A SECURITY GUARD works the gate booth. Michelle's Car pulls up. The window rolls down a crack and the guard is stunned to see the driver is... Michelle Fuller. She's wearing her dirtied suit, and what appears to be a not very convincing wig affixed to her head. SECURITY GUARD Jesus-- Miss... Fuller? MICHELLE Hi, Ricky. Yes, I'm back. How are you? Could you buzz me through? SECURITY GUARD But - so, wait... you're all right? You're, you're - back? MICHELLE Everything's fine, Ricky. It's all sorted out. I'm back. Could you buzz me through, please? The security guard, in a daze, buzzes her through. MICHELLE Thank you, Ricky. Michelle drives through the gate. Once she passes, the guard reaches for his phone. INT. MICHELLE'S CAR. DAY. Michelle exhales. We see that Teddy is hiding under a blanket in the back seat with the shotgun trained on Michelle. TEDDY Park in your usual spot. Teddy sits up and peeks into the trunk. We see Don's dead body is sitting back there, his torso wrapped in a blanket. TEDDY Don't worry, Don. You're coming with me. I'm taking you with me. Teddy smiles sadly but reassuringly at his cousin's corpse. INT. AUXOLITH HEADQUARTERS - FRONT ENTRANCE. DAY Michelle's Car pulls up. Tony the valet approaches the car, confused. Teddy gets out first. He's wearing a long overcoat and carrying a pair of crutches. He opens the door for Michelle and hands her the crutches. Michelle crutches toward the valet and hands him the keys. MICHELLE Hi, Tony. Here you go. Have a good night. The valet just stares at her, stunned. INT. AUXOLITH HEADQUARTERS. DAY Teddy and Michelle enter the building. INT. AUXOLITH HEADQUARTERS - ELEVATOR. DAY On the ride up, Teddy grips the SHOTGUN hidden in his overcoat. INT. AUXOLITH HEADQUARTERS - EXECUTIVE FLOOR. DAY DING! The elevator door opens. Teddy and Michelle get out. Michelle crutches past stunned COLLEAGUES. One WOMAN screams and covers her mouth. Others just stare in disbelief. Michelle smiles nervously and nods at them. MICHELLE Everything's good, uh, folks. Good -- good to be back. She looks at her watch and smiles. MICHELLE Well, it's 5:35. Don't forget if some of you need to head home, that's uh, you know, fine! Teddy trails behind Michelle, still concealing the shotgun. When Michelle reaches her office door, she turns to Corey. MICHELLE Hi, Corey. COREY Michelle - ? MICHELLE I have important work to do, so uh, no disturbances, okay? Thanks. COREY Okay? Michelle smiles and enters her office with Teddy. INT. MICHELLE'S OFFICE. DAY Michelle crutches in and Teddy shuts the door behind them. He locks the door and pushes a couch in front of it, then pulls the blinds closed. TEDDY Okay. So he meets us here then, or? MICHELLE No. We make remote contact with the emperor here, then they beam us up. TEDDY Beam? MICHELLE Or, you know, transport. TEDDY Okay. MICHELLE Sometimes it takes a few minutes to get the link up and working, but? TEDDY Uh-huh? And... How exactly do we make the link? Michelle thinks and then crutches toward her desk. MICHELLE Look, it's going to sound crazy. She sits at her desk, opens a drawer, and pulls out a calculator. MICHELLE I punch a code in here, and it initiates a link with the ship. Teddy looks at the calculator, then back at Michelle. TEDDY On... a calculator? MICHELLE (shrugs) I know. It had to look banal. Human. Something totally inconspicuous. TEDDY Okay - ? MICHELLE It's a 58-digit code. I have it memorized, but, I haven't had to type it out in a while, so? Michelle begins to carefully type digits into the calculator. Teddy just stares at her, a bit incredulous. TEDDY So - is this - this is really how it works? MICHELLE It's easier if we don't talk. TEDDY Okay. MICHELLE Sorry, it's just a whole trick I do in my head - like a memory thing, for - remembering. TEDDY Okay. She pauses and 'concentrates.' She types a few fragments: '9957075379965' As she slowly types symbols, Teddy fidgets. Michelle glances at the SHOTEL SWORD on the wall. TEDDY Why is it so long? MICHELLE Just a few more, just - shh , while I think... TEDDY Sorry. Finally she's stalled herself enough time to think as she can. She stands. MICHELLE Okay, so. Yeah. We should be almost ready here. I just have to press 'Enter,' mainly. Are you ready? TEDDY Yes. I'm ready. Fuck, wait-- my air tank, I'll need oxygen... MICHELLE There will be oxygen, Teddy. TEDDY Okay - and what about Don? MICHELLE We'll pick up Don. Don't worry. He's coming with. We may - we may even be able to revive him. Teddy nods. That's good news. But he's very nervous. TEDDY Right. So. It's happening. Shit. No, I'm ready. I'm ready. Um? You should know, I've prepared for all eventualities? MICHELLE Uh huh? Prepared how? Teddy opens his coat. An EXPLOSIVE is strapped to his chest. MICHELLE Oh, Teddy, no-- TEDDY I can't take the chance that you'll kill me straight away. I can't. Michelle is very nervous. But she nods understandingly. MICHELLE That was smart of you, Teddy. The Emperor will admire your intelligence. You are a credit to your species. Truly. Teddy, in his nervous state, is almost moved by her tribute. TEDDY Well, um. I'm just trying to help. MICHELLE I know, Teddy. I know you are. (then) Now, that closet there is a teleporter. What's going to happen is you're going to enter that closet and close the door. I'll count to three and press enter. We'll have to go one at a time so that our bodies don't reconstitute together during teleportation. Do you understand? TEDDY Uh huh, I think so? Michelle edges toward the door. MICHELLE Here. I'll go first. TEDDY (waves her away) No, no, no. I don't want you to escape and leave me here. I'll go first. MICHELLE (hesitantly) Okay. Fine. Teddy carefully walks toward the closet, cautiously. Before stepping in, he takes one last look back at Michelle. MICHELLE Ready? TEDDY I'm ready. I'll see you up there. Teddy steps into the closet and closes the door. As soon as the closet door closes, Michelle begins to quietly inch towards her office door. Dials in the last digit on the calculator. MICHELLE Three... two... one... Michelle steps backwards towards the door. MICHELLE (screams) He's got a bo-- INT. AUXOLITH HEADQUARTERS - EXECUTIVE FLOOR. DAY Her staff have evacuated and various POLICE and SWAT OFFICERS have gathered, preparing for the possibility of breaching the door. INT. MICHELLE'S OFFICE. DAY A small but very loud and powerful EXPLOSION. The closet is armored but the door bursts open and we get a glimpse of Teddy being cut in half from the explosion. The metal handle of the door flies away during the explosion and hits Michelle on the head. She drops unconscious to the ground. The cheap wig falls off, revealing her bald head. The CALCULATOR falls and slides across the floor. The officers take who had taken cover from the blast swarm toward Michelle on the ground. Her eyes flutter... BLACK EXT. AUXOLITH HEADQUARTERS - PARKING LOT. TWILIGHT A half-eclipsed MOON hangs in the sky. A crime scene CLEAN-UP CREW works as the SWAT TEAM packs up. Evacuated Auxolith EMPLOYEES mill behind yellow police tape. Michelle is on a stretcher. Her broken foot is in a brace. She's woozy, barely there, but unharmed by the explosion. Some Auxolith employees call out to Michelle, wishing her well. A dazed Michelle raises a thumbs-up and calls out to them: MICHELLE (feebly) Let's kick... impossible's ass! Her pet slogan is met with a few halfhearted cheers. Michelle's stretcher is loaded into the back of an ambulance. An EMT and a DETECTIVE accompany her inside. INT. AMBULANCE. NIGHT The ambulance drives. Michelle fidgets a little and the EMT puts a hand on her. EMT Just try and settle for a bit. Michelle's still in shock, but starting to get her wits back. The detective smiles at her reassuringly. DETECTIVE You're going to be fine. MICHELLE (forlorn) Yes. I know. DETECTIVE I mean, obviously the shock of it all is... but you can get plenty of help for that kind of thing. Michelle nods. She stares off with a haunted look. DETECTIVE Lots of questions of course, and answers, to come, but? We can delve into all of that tomorrow, yeah? Michelle nods again. But there is something troubling her. INT. AMBULANCE. NIGHT The ambulance pulls to a stop at a red light. INT. AMBULANCE. NIGHT Michelle turns to the detective. MICHELLE So - he's dead then? The detective turns to Michelle. He tries to phrase this gently, not knowing exactly where her head is at. DETECTIVE Well-- yes. Yes, he... passed away. Michelle nods and looks away. She looks genuinely mournful. DETECTIVE Must have reacted to his body heat, or friction. Happens a lot with homemade explosives. (sees her sadness) Look. I know this sounds cold, but that's how the world is sometimes, and guys like him are... well, they're ultimately just too crazy to be alive. Is how I see it. Michelle looks at the detective. The detective smiles. DETECTIVE Anyway, we can get into that later, I don't want you feeling like-- A sharp, rattled EXHALE of air from the detective's mouth. The muscles in his face relax and drop as he falls to floor. Michelle stares in shock. The EMT turns and looks at her, puzzled. Suddenly, another sickening EXHALE from the EMT. Like a pig lung being squeezed out on a butcher's block. He falls dead. A loud sound of metal and glass. The ambulance has crashed. Michelle is violently shaken still tied on the stretcher. From the driver's seat, we hear the unmistakable sustained HONK of a body landing on a horn. Michelle frantically pulls herself from the stretcher and bursts out of the ambulance. EXT. ROAD. NIGHT Michelle tears her CAST off and clambers from the ambulance. The light has turned green. Cars HONK at the ambulance to go. Michelle tears through traffic across the highway. She is looking around, searching. She looks up and sees what appears to be LIGHTNING flashing dimly in a cloud. She continues running until she reaches... EXT. AUXOLITH BIOMEDICAL HEADQUARTERS. NIGHT She makes her way back onto Auxolith property with her security badge. We see there are still police and fire vehicles around but she avoids them and finds her way to: INT. AUXOLITH HEADQUARTERS - BACK ENTRANCE. NIGHT Through a back entrance, Michelle makes her way up a quiet staircase. She uses her card to head up to: INT. AUXOLITH HEADQUARTERS - EXECUTIVE FLOOR. NIGHT A number of POLICE and FIRE OFFICERS are dotted around the crime scene area. Michelle quickly and quietly makes her way to her office. A YOUNG DETECTIVE is surprised to see her approaching. YOUNG DETECTIVE MICHELLE Whoa, sorry- you're not, uh-- I just forgot something, sorry, sorry-- She hustles over behind her office couch, bends down, and grabs the CALCULATOR she dropped. The digits she punched in are still on the SCREEN. She starts to head toward the closet with the calculator. YOUNG DETECTIVE MICHELLE Hey, hey, no, can't go in Sorry, just one sec, one sec-- there-- The detective tries to stop her from heading in but Michelle throws his arm off of her. She quickly darts into her office, where FIRE OFFICERS are cleaning up, startled to see her. YOUNG DETECTIVE HEY! HEY! A few other try to corral her but she makes a beeline for the bloodied closet, enters, press a button on the calculator, twists and folds inward into the closet wall and... INT. ROOM. NIGHT ... writhes on the floor of a gelatinous room. Two MEN enter with a translucent sheet and cover her shaking body. Michelle coughs and wretches violently as if readjusting to a new atmosphere. INT. IMPERIAL THRONE ROOM. DAY Some time has passed. Perhaps a day. Michelle has gathered with the ANDROMEDAN ROYAL COURT and various AIDES in a throne room. We might glimpse the vastness of space somewhere behind them. A ROYAL AIDE speaks to Michelle in a strange SUBTITLED dialect, like no human voice you've ever heard. ROYAL AIDE (subtitled) Emperor. We believed contact would be made if help was required. MICHELLE/EMPEROR We could not contact you without hair. ROYAL AIDE (subtitled) Yes, we know. We feel remorse. MICHELLE/EMPEROR (subtitled) We all feel remorse. They are in agreement. MICHELLE/EMPEROR Inform us of the experiments on the human subjects. Her aides look at her with downcast faces. ROYAL AIDE The experiments have nearly all failed. There are only two human subjects remaining. It would take some time to finish this work, and there is no likelihood of success. Because of who they are. Michelle nods and looks away. ROYAL AIDE A decision needs to be made. Michelle gazes out the window at the cosmos. Somewhere out there is Earth. And its seven and a half billion humans. She takes a breath.. MICHELLE/EMPEROR We believe it is over. Her aides acknowledge the truth wordlessly. MICHELLE/EMPEROR We believe they have had time. And in their time they have imperiled the life they share. And so we have decided their time will end. A difficult decision. One by one, the AIDES leave. Michelle, the Fuller Humanoid, the great and wise Andromedan Emperor, is alone. She must pay for the mistakes of ancestors. A CUBE appears before her. The Emperor stares at the cube. The Emperor slowly lifts her hand and opens the box to reveal a SQUARE. The Emperor reaches out her finger, hesitantly, and touches the square. A SERIES OF SHOTS ON EARTH: EXT. STREET. DAY A street full of PEOPLE lie dead on the ground. INT. BRITISH SCHOOL CLASSROOM. DAY A British school classroom full of CHILDREN, all dead. INT. KOREAN SCHOOL CLASSROOM. DAY A Korean school classroom full of CHILDREN, all dead. INT. AIRPORT. DAY A long moving walkway at an airport piling up at the end with DEAD BODIES . EXT. ACROPOLIS OF ATHENS. DAY CONSTRUCTION WORKERS dead at the Acropolis in Athens. INT. CATHEDRAL. DAY A small Russian wedding in a cathedral, EVERYBODY dead. INT. NIGHTCLUB. NIGHT A techno party with a loud bass note repeating itself and slow strobe lights flickering. EVERYBODY is dead. A smoke machine blows some smoke into nothingness INT. SMITHFIELD MEAT MARKET. DAY Smithfield meat market. Dead humans amidst hanging meat. INT. MUSEUM. DAY An entire FAMILY lays dead with melting ice cream in the kids' hands during a day out at a Museum. INT/EXT. BUILDING SITE. DAY BUSINESS MEN in ties and suits lay dead in the middle of opening a new building site. EXT. AMAZON RAINFOREST. DAY An INDIGENOUS MAN dead on the Amazon. EXT. LANDFILL IN INDIA. DAY CHILDREN collecting rubbish from a landfill in India lay dead on a rubbish pile. INT. HOTEL GRANDE BRETAGNE, ATHENS. DAY A RICH MAN dead in the bath of the Royal Suite in the Hotel Grande Bretagne, Athens. INT. AA MEETING ROOM. DAY A circle of ALCOHOLICS dead in their chairs at an AA meeting. INT. TOY FACTORY, CHINA. DAY Chinese FACTORY WORKERS in matching uniforms amongst huge piles of stuffed toys lay dead mid-work. EXT. CEMETERY. DAY A YOUNG WOMAN lays dead with a bouquet of flowers in her hand next to a gravestone. INT. BEDROOM. DAY TWO TEENAGERS who had been having sex, now dead in each other's arms. EXT. FREEWAY. DAY Multiple car crashes on a now completely still freeway. INT. HOSPITAL, SURGERY ROOM. DAY A life saving surgery, with the PATIENT'S chest open - all DOCTORS are dead. INT/EXT. CHURCH. DAY A BRIDE and her FRIENDS who were preparing to walk down the aisle, now dead. INT. AUXOLITH FULFILLMENT CENTER. DAY The FULFILLMENT CENTER where Teddy worked has stopped. His coworker TINA lies on the floor, at peace. INT. TEDDY'S HOUSE. DAY Inside Teddy's house, all is still. A framed PHOTO on the wall shows a young Teddy being bathed by his mother. EXT. MEADOW. DAY All man-made interference with nature has stopped. All human life is gone. There is only quiet. Utter peace. But the countryside is alive . Alive with the SOUNDS of insects, birds, and mammals. The natural world teeming with post-historic life. Earth has been saved. A beautiful FLOWER gently sways in the clean breeze. A HONEYBEE lands on the flower. THE END