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TRIACS (8)
BORROWED TIME
ENT: PALMDALE MUNITIONS FACILITY-GENERAL WELSH'S OFFICE
AFTER AGREEING THAT SINCE SIEMENS FUNDED THE PROJECT AND HAS THE PRODUCTION FACILITIES TO REPRODUCE THE TRIAC, THAT DALE CLEVER SHOULD BE THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR TAKING OFF THE PROPERTY
GENERAL WELSH
"Now try to keep in mind that your carrying a device that could and can change the course of the world, the underground will do most anything to get that design down!"
CLEVER
"Don't think that I'm already a little nervous about all this, but look...it's still in this spare sock...looks pretty natural to me, you'd have to really be doing some looking around to find this thing...assuming you would even know what you were looking for!"
WELSH
"That's true, but I'm not even sure if was an FBI debriefing or just something that's going to pass at first like a black-ops program?"
CLEVER
"What would be the difference?
WELSH
"One is already paid for, as the other raises flags and is considered suspicious...big difference!"
CLEVER
"Well, let me get going...I'll give you a call when I get over to my office!"
WELSH
"Actually don't, just go make your little copies and we'll hook up later, all this uncertainty is making me nervous as it is!"
CLEVER
"I just hope I get back to the office...me and my spare sock...what a pair we make!"
(2 Hours Later)
CLEVER PULLS INTO HIS DRIVEWAY, SEEING AN ALAMO RENTAL TAG ON A WHITE IMPALA, TWO TALL GERMAN GUYS GET OUT TO GREET HIM, IT'S CLARISE AND BREVET, THE SAME GUYS HE HIRED THROUGH SIEMENS TO GET THE TRIAC TO START WITH
CLEVER SEE'S THEM BOTH JUMPING OUT OF CAR, HE HAS NO WHERE TO GO, NOTHING TO DEFEND HIMSELF WITH, THEY BOTH HAVE PISTOLS, AND HE IMMEDIATELY PUTS HIS HANDS UP
CLEVER
"Hey guys, what's up?"
CLARISE
"You...where is the device, we know you have the Triac?"
CLEVER
"Perhaps I have nothing, but you look and see if there is anything you'd like to take home...speaking of which, why did you decide to stick around...Sheriff Department is going to frown on you guys still being here!"
BREVET
"Of course, we try your serum on that Billings and he die, why...you promise us an easy take down, an easy hit, instead now you are making us look bad, like idiots...you can get us out of the country, but we must have device...you give it now...maybe you live, maybe you don't!
CLEVER
"I'll keep this simple, I didn't screw this up, because I was getting my operatives through a black-op group...don't know what authority they had over you guys even coming over here, but as far as I'm concerned, we all got shafted on this little expedition...don't blame me for this crap...it just happened!"
CLARISE
"Then you have device, what does it look like?
CLEVER REACHES INTO HIS ATTACHE CASE AND PULLS OUT THE ONE LONE WHITE SOCK AND HANDS IT TO BREVET
CLEVER
"I don't wanna get shot, I wish to live, and if you want something to write home about, here is your device, have fun...I'm going inside and take a shower, when I come out, what am I suppose to do if I find it missing...call the police, what?"
CLARISE DIGGING VIENNA-SIZED TRIAC CANISTER OUT OF SOCK, LOOKING AT IT
BREVET
"What does this do again, it just looks like...something you eat?"
CLEVER
"It's a three-stage harmonic hydrogen resonator, it's not a toy...it cause's gunpowder to react, be very careful with it, I'm not even sure if the batteries are still in it, try the switch?"
BREVET
"Are you for real, I see the batteries in the bottom, so what...you just flip the switch?"
CLEVER
"Yea, see if it works!"
BREVET STILL HOLDING GUN IN ONE HAND AND CLARICE ABOUT 3 FEET AWAY HOLDING HIS TO CLEVER'S HEAD, BREVET ACTIVATES TRIAC, CAUSING BOTH GUNS TO BLOW THEIR HANDS OFF AS THE SIGNAL TRANSMITS
BOTH GUYS SCREAMING AS CLEVER REACHES OVER GRABBING TRIAC FROM BREVET, GIVING THEM NO HELP, HE PUSHES THEM INTO THE BACK SEAT OF THE RENTED IMPALA, PUTS THE CAR INTO GEAR, PICKS UP WHAT'S LEFT OF THEIR HANDS AND THROWS THEM INTO THE FRONT SEAT, AND TAKES A NEW YELLOW PAGE DIRECTORY HE SEE'S LAYING IN HIS FRONT YARD AND THROWS IT ON THE ACCELERATOR PEDAL
CLARICE AND BREVET START SCREAMING AS THEIR CAR GOES SCREAMING DOWN THE STREET AND EXPLODES INTO TREE
CLEVER TALKING TO HIMSELF TURNING OFF TRIAC
"Guess the batteries were good, boy...do I need a shower!"
scene close
TRIACS (8)
BORROWED TIME
ENT: PALMDALE MUNITIONS FACILITY-GENERAL WELSH'S OFFICE
AFTER AGREEING THAT SINCE SIEMENS FUNDED THE PROJECT AND HAS THE PRODUCTION FACILITIES TO REPRODUCE THE TRIAC, THAT DALE CLEVER SHOULD BE THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR TAKING OFF THE PROPERTY
GENERAL WELSH
"Now try to keep in mind that your carrying a device that could and can change the course of the world, the underground will do most anything to get that design down!"
CLEVER
"Don't think that I'm already a little nervous about all this, but look...it's still in this spare sock...looks pretty natural to me, you'd have to really be doing some looking around to find this thing...assuming you would even know what you were looking for!"
WELSH
"That's true, but I'm not even sure if was an FBI debriefing or just something that's going to pass at first like a black-ops program?"
CLEVER
"What would be the difference?
WELSH
"One is already paid for, as the other raises flags and is considered suspicious...big difference!"
CLEVER
"Well, let me get going...I'll give you a call when I get over to my office!"
WELSH
"Actually don't, just go make your little copies and we'll hook up later, all this uncertainty is making me nervous as it is!"
CLEVER
"I just hope I get back to the office...me and my spare sock...what a pair we make!"
(2 Hours Later)
CLEVER PULLS INTO HIS DRIVEWAY, SEEING AN ALAMO RENTAL TAG ON A WHITE IMPALA, TWO TALL GERMAN GUYS GET OUT TO GREET HIM, IT'S CLARISE AND BREVET, THE SAME GUYS HE HIRED THROUGH SIEMENS TO GET THE TRIAC TO START WITH
CLEVER SEE'S THEM BOTH JUMPING OUT OF CAR, HE HAS NO WHERE TO GO, NOTHING TO DEFEND HIMSELF WITH, THEY BOTH HAVE PISTOLS, AND HE IMMEDIATELY PUTS HIS HANDS UP
CLEVER
"Hey guys, what's up?"
CLARISE
"You...where is the device, we know you have the Triac?"
CLEVER
"Perhaps I have nothing, but you look and see if there is anything you'd like to take home...speaking of which, why did you decide to stick around...Sheriff Department is going to frown on you guys still being here!"
BREVET
"Of course, we try your serum on that Billings and he die, why...you promise us an easy take down, an easy hit, instead now you are making us look bad, like idiots...you can get us out of the country, but we must have device...you give it now...maybe you live, maybe you don't!
CLEVER
"I'll keep this simple, I didn't screw this up, because I was getting my operatives through a black-op group...don't know what authority they had over you guys even coming over here, but as far as I'm concerned, we all got shafted on this little expedition...don't blame me for this crap...it just happened!"
CLARISE
"Then you have device, what does it look like?
CLEVER REACHES INTO HIS ATTACHE CASE AND PULLS OUT THE ONE LONE WHITE SOCK AND HANDS IT TO BREVET
CLEVER
"I don't wanna get shot, I wish to live, and if you want something to write home about, here is your device, have fun...I'm going inside and take a shower, when I come out, what am I suppose to do if I find it missing...call the police, what?"
CLARISE DIGGING VIENNA-SIZED TRIAC CANISTER OUT OF SOCK, LOOKING AT IT
BREVET
"What does this do again, it just looks like...something you eat?"
CLEVER
"It's a three-stage harmonic hydrogen resonator, it's not a toy...it cause's gunpowder to react, be very careful with it, I'm not even sure if the batteries are still in it, try the switch?"
BREVET
"Are you for real, I see the batteries in the bottom, so what...you just flip the switch?"
CLEVER
"Yea, see if it works!"
BREVET STILL HOLDING GUN IN ONE HAND AND CLARICE ABOUT 3 FEET AWAY HOLDING HIS TO CLEVER'S HEAD, BREVET ACTIVATES TRIAC, CAUSING BOTH GUNS TO BLOW THEIR HANDS OFF AS THE SIGNAL TRANSMITS
BOTH GUYS SCREAMING AS CLEVER REACHES OVER GRABBING TRIAC FROM BREVET, GIVING THEM NO HELP, HE PUSHES THEM INTO THE BACK SEAT OF THE RENTED IMPALA, PUTS THE CAR INTO GEAR, PICKS UP WHAT'S LEFT OF THEIR HANDS AND THROWS THEM INTO THE FRONT SEAT, AND TAKES A NEW YELLOW PAGE DIRECTORY HE SEE'S LAYING IN HIS FRONT YARD AND THROWS IT ON THE ACCELERATOR PEDAL
CLARICE AND BREVET START SCREAMING AS THEIR CAR GOES SCREAMING DOWN THE STREET AND EXPLODES INTO TREE
CLEVER TALKING TO HIMSELF TURNING OFF TRIAC
"Guess the batteries were good, boy...do I need a shower!"
scene close
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