Higher Avenues Of Learning

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

HIGHER AVENUES OF LEARNING

College is not so much a certification toward one's major, as it is an

acknowledgement of complicity!

It teaches you the process of researching your subject matter and prepares you

to properly execute your ideas, formulate your thoughts and focus your proclivity.

You function best with total awareness of the process that's been adopted and

accepted by the professionals in each discipline of that branch of education!

If anything, it opens you up, gives you confidence to compete with other's in your chosen field 

and the familiarity of subjects so connected...

Triacs (23) Google Me A Triac

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (23)

GOOGLE ME A TRIAC

INT: JERRY BROWN'S APARTMENT

HE TAPS OUT AD ON CRAIG'S LIST FOR A DEVICE KNOWN AS A TRIAC FOR SALE UNDER MISCELLANEOUS WEAPONRY-MAKE OFFER

(Scene Switch)

PRIVATE JERRY BARNS GETS A BED AT THE UNION MISSION

GUARD GOING THROUGH HIS POSSESSION'S FINDS TRIAC


GUARD

"Ah, you are not allowed to have stereo equipment in the bunk room!"


PRIVATE BARNS (LOOKING SHOOK UP)

"Oh, right...sorry about that, forgot that was even in there...I'll put that in my private storage!"


GUARD

"What brand is this, never seen one like this before...especially with a Department of Defence sticker on the bottom...hey wait, what is this anyway...thought this was a powered speaker?"


BARNS

"It's a...communication gear, I'm a Ham radio operator, shortwave stuff, we use that for modulating the frequencies..."

GUARD LOOKS AT IT CLOSELY AND FLICKS ON BUTTON, CAUSING HIS FIELD WEAPON TO EXPLODE, BLOWING OFF THE SIDE OF HIS BODY, KILLING HIM INSTANTLY, PEOPLE INSIDE THE MISSION RUNNING FROM THE TV ROOM AND DINING HALL OUT INTO THE STREET

BARNS LOOKING AROUND, PICKS UP TRIAC AND PUTS IT IN HIS BACKPACK AND RUNS OUT ON BACK STREET AND AWAY FROM AREA

HE CALLS HIS BUDDY JERRY WHO JUST POSTED HIS AD ON CRAIG'S LIST


BARNS

"Hey Jerry...got to come over man...this device is getting to be more trouble than it's worth...you going to be home?"


JERRY

"What did you do now, kill somebody else...another person down, you gotta get rid of that thing before it takes you with it...ah yea, I posted an ad for that thing, but it could be hit or miss...whoever answers it is not going to know what it does or worth...should have thought this out first!"


BARNS

"I'm past all that, I'm in so much crap now, I can't believe this...I mean, look...I downed a jet, couple of guards, some jerk trying to shake a guy down, I'm at the point where I know it works...know what it can do...just want to get rid of the thing!"


JERRY

"Just throw it away man, take the batteries out and just throw it way...it's like a gun with no bullets...nobody's going to know?"


BARNS

"That's the difference between your situation and mine...they can verify my participation in all this...they're looking for me, they're looking for the Triac...I'm as good as dead if they luck out on finding me...this latest crap at the mission means that they'll be over here looking around, so I've got to split, like yesterday!" 


JERRY

"Okay, you can't come over here, but I can probably let you go hang out at Brenda's over in North Hollywood, just go jump on the subway...the Red Train at Pershing Square and ride it up to the end, come out of the tunnel and go north for three blocks, she's in the tan house two house on the left...just hold there till I get my butt over there..."


BARNS

"Who's this. like a girlfriend...relative...what?"


JERRY

"No, she just a Pro Hoe...doing her thing that Pro Hoe's do for an hour...like a session, she a friend on the clock, you know...a Pro Hoe?"


BARNS

"Well, I don't have any money for a session...are you going to call her or what?"


JERRY

"I'll cover her session, but I need you to shut the hell up...don't spill no beans to why your over there...make something up, like you just robbed a restaurant or a bar...something like that...need to lay low...just don't talk about your toy there, get me?"


BARNS

"Okay, I got to get moving man, cops are like all over the place!"


JERRY

"I'll see you there this afternoon...be cool, bye!"

(Scene Switch)

INT: JENNIFER CONNER'S SUITE-RIO DE JANEIRO, BRAZIL

SHE SPOTS TAG FOR TRIAC ON HER GOOGLE SEARCH


JENNIFER (TALKING TO HERSELF)

"Well, look at this crap, Mama comes home...knew you couldn't hide yourself long...time to leave anyway, all this beach air's making me lazy-assed!"

(8 Hours Later)

CAMERA ANGELS DOWN SEEING A GIRL WEARING A SUNDRESS AND A PAIR OF SANDALS GOING THROUGH CUSTOMS AT LOS ANGELES INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT

IT'S JENNIFER CONNERS NOW IDENTIFYING HERSELF WITH ANOTHER FORGED PASSPORT, IDENTIFYING HERSELF AS MARCIA QUINN


AIRPORT SECURITY GUARD

"Welcome to the United States Miss Quinn, please enjoy your visit!"


JENNIFER (AS MARCIA QUINN)

"I so intend to, thank you sir...would you mind fetching me a taxi, I have some shopping to do!"


GUARD

"Of course, right away Mam!"

(Scene Switch)

BRENDA'S HOE HOUSE-NORTH HOLLYWOOD

PRIVATE JERRY BARNS FINALLY SHOWS UP, KNOCKING ON DOOR


BRENDA ANSWERS

"Can I help you?"


BARNS

"Yea, Brenda...is that you...ah Jerry sent me over...is that cool?"


BRENDA

"What's you into Honey, I'm pretty open-minded here?"


BARNS

"Shelter, a place to lay low for a while..."


BRENDA

"Ah-huh, been a bad boy huh...got to punish my bad boys...is that what you like?"


BARNS

"No, just got myself into a little jam...I don't need any session stuff, just need a place to hang, maybe use your your computer if you don't mind?"


BRENDA

"Your time is my time, you've been fronted by Jerry so if you just want to talk about your kinks, weaknesses, I can be your soul searcher...spend your time however you want...I'm a good listener!"


BARNS

"No Mam, just need to lay low till we move a device I've been carrying...kind of got myself in a little trouble and he said you were a safe bet, somewhere to hang for a while?"


BRENDA

"So...no fun...nothing kinky, weird...you just want to hang out...that's it?"


BARNS

"That's just about it, are we okay with that?"


BRENDA

"This device...what's it do?"


BARNS

"It kills people who have weapons, causes the bullets to explode...not a toy!"


BRENDA

"I have a couple of guns here...I would really prefer if you didn't have that thing around me!"


BARNS

"Well, I guess I could set it outside, but unless you activate it, it's harmless...I wanted to check the computer and see if I got any bites..."


BRENDA

"Sure, shoot the moon...it's right over there!"

(Scene Switch)

FBI CENTRAL OFFICE-L.A. COUNTY

AGENT ELLISON LOOKING AT GOOGLE PROMPT MESSAGE ABOUT A TRIAC FOR SALE IN NORTH HOLLYWOOD ON CRAIG'S LIST


ELLISON (TO LIEUTENANT ED CRUM)

"Well, look what the cat dragged in...looks like someone is getting cold feet here...got a Triac for sale on the internet..."


CRUM

"That's too weird...anyone that would be that stupid..."


ELLISON

"Yea, stupid people exist...especially someone who has gotten himself into a little bit too much hot water...just wants to dress and ditch the hell out of here!"


CRUM

"What you wanna do?"


ELLISON

"For starters...answer the ad, meet up and cuff 'em...something like that!"

ELLISON RESPONDING TO AD "AM INTERSETED IN YOUR DEVICE, PLEASE CONTACT ME AT 555-854-8824-DANNY BOY"


CRUM

"Just like that?"


ELLISON

"Just like that!"




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Triacs (22) The One That Got Away

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (22)

THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY

EXT: POMONA METROLINK PARK AND BUS STATION-POMONA, CA-4 P.M.

PRIVATE BARNS IS SITTING ON A BENCH IN SMALL PARK UNDER A TREE
EATING A SANDWICH, PONDERING HIS NEXT MOVE

HE HAS THE BASE JEEP PARKED DOWN THE STREET IN FRONT OF A SUBWAY SANDWICH SHOP, AN OFFICER SEE'S THAT THE METER HAS EXPIRED IN FRONT OF WHERE IT IS PARKED

AS HE GETS OUT, HE NOTICES IT SAYS TWENTY-NINE PALMS BASE PATROL-OFFICIAL USE ONLY

CURIOUS AS TO WHY A BASE TRUCK WAS WAY OUT IN POMONA, HE CALLS IN THE DESCRIPTION AND TAG


OFFICER BRAGG

"Ten Fifty-One to dispatch, ten-four?"


DISPATCH

"Go head Ten Fifty-One...your call?"


BRAGG

"Yea, I'm on Forty Two-Ten Main...in front of the Subway, need an I.D. on the status of a early two-thousand two military base Jeep out of Twenty-Nine Palms, Government tags G57723, ten-four?"


DISPATCH

"Hold on, I'll have to go to their dispatch to get a status code, ten-four?"

(10 minutes Later)


DISPATCH

"Okay, Ten Fifty-One...sorry for the delay, but the Jeep is listed as stolen, and the culprit appears to be a Private Jerry Barns with an APB warrant which was just issued two hours ago...approach with caution is all it's recommending here, ten-four?"


BRAGG

"Yea, ten-four...I always approach with caution...even if it's just a bag lady, okay ah...guess I'll just hang a second and see if anyone comes walking up...I'm going to park over on Third and Main and just chill for a second...Ten Fifty-One, ten-six!"


DISPATCH

"Ten-four, Ten Fifty-One dispatch clear, four thirty-six p.m."

PRIVATE BARNS STARTS WALKING BACK UP STREET, NOTICING POMONA POLICE CAR PARKING, OFFICER LOOKING AROUND SUSPICIOUSLY

BARNS SCRATCHES HEAD AND DOUBLES BACK TO METROLINK STATION

SINCE HE HAS HIS BACKPACK WITH HIM CONTAINING THE TRIAC, HE THINKS ABOUT BUYING A TICKET FOR THE TRAIN, BUT DOESN'T WANT TO CHANCE BEING IDENTIFIED,  INSTEAD GETS ON THE FOOTHILLS BUS WHICH HAS AN EXPRESS ROUTE DIRECT TO DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES

BUS LEAVES WITH BARNS ON BOARD, AS THEY PASS THE OFFICER AND THE PARKED JEEP AND GET ON INTERSTATE-TEN

(Two Hours Later)

ARRIVING ON FIFTH STREET, DOWNTOWN L.A., HE GETS OFF BUS AND WALKS TWO BLOCKS TO THE MASSIVE COMPUTER ROOM OF MAIN LIBRARY

HE LOGS IN TO HIS EMAIL, THEN SENDS HIS MILITARY FRIEND A MESSAGE 


POST "TOM, IN A LOT OF TROUBLE, EVERYONE IS LOOKING FOR ME, I NEED YOU TO HOOK ME UP WITH SOMEONE WHO CAN FENCE A MILITARY WEAPON, I BELIEVE IT'S WHAT THEY CALL A TRIAC. IN L.A. NOW, GOING DOWN TO MISSION, LEAVE MESSAGE IF YOU KNOW A LEAD, THANKS, JERRY"   

(Scene Switch)

FBI CENTRAL OFFICE-L.A. COUNTY GETS ALERT NOTICE FROM N.S.A's "THE SWITCH" LOCATED NORTH OF LAS VEGAS

SENDS BACK LOCATION, TIME, AND A SURVEILLANCE HEAD SHOT OF BARNS WHILE HE WAS ON THE LIBRARY COMPUTER

AGENT ELLISON IS ALERTED FROM A TAG PLACED THROUGH GENERAL FRANK HALL'S COMMUNIQUE BACK AT TWENTY-NINE PALMS


AGENT ELLISON

"Yes, this is Agent Ellison, FBI-L.A. Central, need to talk with General Hall?"


LIEUTENANT ED CRUM

"Ellison it's Crum...look I can't get him right now, we had a F-16 go down a couple of hours ago and the General is trying to doing some play down about the incident with the media...a little collateral damage if you will!"


ELLISON

"What happened, did the pilot eject okay...I mean this is training...happens all the time, right?"


CRUM

"No sir, it was an attack mission...that All Points was for a Private Jerry Barns...I'm not suppose to say too much, but somehow he took possession of one of the replicated Triacs and left the base with it after killing some guards, stole a Jeep, and on the way down the highway, we called up an F-16 to destroy the Private and the Triac.


ELLISON

"Let me guess...the Private and the Triac destroyed the F-16?"


CRUM

"Something like that sir!"


ELLISON

"I sure wish you guys would have told me that you were making duplication's...cause last time I checked there was only two...how many did you make?"


CRUM

"The General's gonna have my ass for telling you, but it was six...well make that five...the Private stole the other one, and he's in L.A. somewhere walking around with it...question is, is there anything you can do?"


ELLISON

"What kind of crazy assed question is that...if he energizes that thing he could terrorize the whole city with it...all we can do is wait till an event comes down the pike!"


CRUM

"Well we do have information that he wants to fence the device, but that's all I have to go on...except this Tom guy he emailed...wait I got a TomG58 at Hotmail.com...that help?"


ELLISON

"Hotmail...is that still around, really...okay just stand by, I'll get back to you, bye?"

(Scene Switch)

PRIVATE BARNS MAKING HIS WAY DOWN FIFTH STREET TOWARD THE MISSIONS ON SKID ROW

HE SEE'S A THIEF TRYING TO SHAKE DOWN A BUSINESS MAN FOR HIS WATCH AND WALLET, HOLDING GUN TO MAN'S HEAD, MAN SHAKING, PLEADING FOR HIS LIFE, BARN'S REACHES INTO BAG AND PULLS OUT TRIAC AND WALKS UP TO THIEF


BARNS

"Hey, punk...why don't you mess with someone your own size?"

THIEF TURNS AROUND LOOKING AT BARNS


THIEF

"Who in the hell are you?"


BARNS (SMILING)

"The Punk Zapper Man...L.A. version!"


THIEF

"Hey, Punk Zapper Man...how about you catch one of my bullets with your teeth..."

HE POINTS GUN AT BARNS AND COCKS BACK HAMMER

BARNS ACTIVATES TRIAC WHEREAS BULLETS IN PISTOL EXPLODE BLOWING THIEFS ARM OFF HIS BODY, SCREAMING IN AGONY, AS HE FALLS TO GROUND BLEEDING


BARNS

"Nah, on second thought...keep the bullets!"

AS BUSINESS MAN COLLECTS HIS THINGS AND STARTS RUNNING DOWN STREET
HE STOPS AND TURNS TOWARD MARKS


BUSINESS MAN

"Ah thank you...what did you say your name was?"


BARNS

"Punk Zapper Man-L.A.'s cure for street cancer...do what I can!"


BUSINESS MAN

"Is there a dude like you in Chicago, cause man we could sure use someone like you?"


BARNS

"I'll be world-wide before it's all said and done, now...I must be off!"

PEOPLE STANDING AROUND START CLAPPING AS BARNS DISAPPEARS DOWN THE STREET TOWARD MISSIONS

AMBULANCE AND SHERIFF PULLS UP

PARAMEDIC GOES TO HELP INJURED BANDIT, GOES TO CHECK FOR PULSE, SHAKES HIS HEAD, AND PUTS BLANKET OVER BODY


OFFICER

"What happened here...did anybody see anything?"


PARAMEDIC

"We're going to need the Coroner, something blew this guy's arm off...what can you do...he bled out in under a minute."


OFFICER

"I'll ask you people one more time, did anybody see what happened?"



LITTLE HOMELESS KID WALKS UP

"Mister Policeman...it was the Punk Zapper Man...he cures cancer...he's in L.A. now..."


OFFICER

"What else did he say?"


HOMELESS KID

"He'll be in Chicago soon!"




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Triacs (21) It Go Boom

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (21)

IT GO BOOM



EXT: LOS ALAMO'S PRIVATE BARRACKS-6 P.M.

SEVERAL SOLDIERS HAVE HEARD THE EXPLOSIONS COMING FROM PRIVATE JERRY BARNS APARTMENT, FIRE TRUCKS AND AN AMBULANCE ARE CALLED IN

SMOKE STARTS TO APPEAR FROM ROOF OF APARTMENT

PRIVATE BARNS WRAPPING TOWEL AROUND HIS BLOODIED ARM
HIDES TRIAC BEHIND REFRIGERATOR

EMERGENCY CREWS ARRIVE AND START KNOCKING ON DOOR


PRIVATE BARNS ANSWERS

"Hey guys, what's up?"


FIRE CHIEF

"Why don't you tell me, sir?"


BARNS

"Ah, I think I had a gas leak and it exploded...I'm not really sure..."


PARAMEDIC

"Let me see your arm soldier!"

HE INSPECTS THE ARMS, STARTS TO PUT SOME SUAVE ON THE CUTS, WITH AN ACE BANDAGE WRAP


FIRE CHIEF

"This is indicative of powder burns, what were you doing soldier...frying a goat, cooking meth, making bullets, what?"


BARNS

"Like I say sir, I think it was a gas leak..."


FIRE CHIEF

"Be kind of hard to have a gas leak, since this apartment is all electric...you want to explain what's going on, cause the explosions are scattered all over the structure?"


BARNS

"Scattered sir?"


FIRE CHIEF

"Yea...scattered, as in several distinct places...how did this happen?"


BARNS

Look, you got me, I just got back from my assignment sir...I really don't know what to tell you...maybe it was static electricity?"


FIRE CHIEF LOOKING SKEPTICAL

"Yea right...you know this was no static electricity?"

(Scene Switch)

INT: LOS ALAMO'S RESEARCH CENTER ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BASE, GENERAL HALL, LIEUTENANT ED CRUM, AND THE GUARDS, OBLIVIOUS OF THE EXPLOSION AT PRIVATE BARN'S APARTMENT, GO OVER SURVEILLANCE TAPE OF HALLWAY LEADING UP TO DOCTOR MOREY'S OFFICE WHERE THE TRIACS ARE BEING STORED


GUARD

"General Sir, I recognize this soldier coming up the hall with some files..."


GENERAL HALL

"No kidding, that's Private Barns...my assistant...carrying around some paperwork...he must have been looking for me?"


LIEUTENANT ED CRUM

"Looks like that wasn't all he was doing...went in the room with the Triacs, and took off pretty quick...really quick!"


GENERAL HALL

"Where does Barns live?"


LIEUTENANT CRUM

"We have him assigned to apartment fifty-two sir!"


GENERAL HALL

"Well, guys...don't just sit here, let's go!"

TEN MINUTES LATER AFTER CROSSING BASE IN GUARDS JEEP, THEY ARRIVE AT PRIVATE BARNS QUARTERS, SEE THAT IT HAS SOME WANING SMOKE COMING FROM ROOF


THEY APPROACH, ONLY TO BE MET BY FIRE CHIEF

"General...don't know what's gotten into that boy...can't figure out what he's been doing, but he has several areas of this apartment which have had some major explosions, and he can't answer for it...I suggest you go talk to him!"


GENERAL HALL

"Oh yea, I'll talk to him all right...throw his butt out on his tush and feed him to the Coyotes!"

AS HALL STARTS TO OPEN THE DOOR, HE SEE'S PRIVATE BARNS JUST STANDING THERE HOLDING TRIAC


BARNS

"Hold it right there General, and who ever else is out there, just hold what you got and don't do anything stupid..."


GENERAL HALL

"Look boy, don't be playing around with that thing...someone could get hurt!"


BARNS

"Really now, what is this thing anyway?"


GENERAL HALL

"What's the point son, you already knows what it does...you took it and have possession of it, and your ass is in a whole lot of hot water right now, so let's do the right thing and just hand it over, you understand me?"


BARNS

"Keep away from me, I'll push this button, we can all go boom...hey, guard...why don't you hand over those weapons you have on and I can make my way out of here...I don't know what's going on here, but I have a feeling, that this little guy must be worth a mint to somebody?"

GUARD RELUCTANTLY LAYS HIS GUN DOWN

JUST AS HE DOES, TWO MORE GUARDS SHOW UP IN ANOTHER JEEP


PRIVATE BARNS GRABS WEAPON OFF GROUND AND STARTS SCREAMING 

"Everybody...you all better listen to me...I'm leaving out of here, and if you don't want to get zapped by this...this...what ever the hell this thing is, just freeze!

GUARDS BEHIND JEEP, WHO IS UNAWARE OF WHAT THE TRIAC DOES, TRIES TO TAKE A SHOTS AT PRIVATE BARNS

BARNS DUCKS, DROPPING WEAPON WHILE ENERGIZING THE TRIAC

BOTH GUARDS ARE IMPLODED BY THEIR OWN WEAPONS, KILLING THE INSTANTLY

PRIVATE BARNS SEE'S THE CARNAGE, JUMPS IN THEIR JEEP, AND TAKES OFF FOR THE FRONT GATE


BARNS YELLING AT EVERYONE

"You better tell them I'm coming out, cause I have things to do, places to go, and people to meet, you hear me?"


GENERAL HALL

"Boy has completely lost his mind...he won't get far!"


LIEUTENANT ED CRUM CALLING ON PHONE

"I know what to do...hey Sargent...got a run away here...scramble me an F-16, and take care of the little awol a-hole...heading east bound in one of our jeeps, wearing jean and bandages...just take care of it won't you?"


SARGENT ON PHONE

"Right away sir!"


GENERAL HALL SMILING

"Well we'll be less a device, but at least he won't be spewing the news to what it is!

(10 Minutes Later)

JET SWOOPS BY, HEADING OUT TOWARD DESERT

PILOT QUICKLY CATCHES UP TO JEEP AND DECIDES TO GIVE HIM A WARNING MISSILE, HE SHOOTS, AND THE MISSILE BLOWS UP TO THE SIDE OF THE JEEP BARNS IS DRIVING

PILOT NOT KNOWING ABOUT TRIAC EITHER, STARTS TO PASS OVER BARNS TO LOOP AROUND, WHEN BARNS ACTIVATES THE TRIAC 

ALL THE JETS ARMAMENTS GO OFF, BLOWING THE JET INTO A MILLION PIECES


PRIVATE BARNS STARTS LAUGHING INSIDIOUSLY

"You bastards, nobody's gonna stop me now...nobody, ha, ha ha!"




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Triacs (20) Learning Curve

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (20)

LEARNING CURVE

EXT: TWENTY ONE PALMS ARMORY RANGE-8 A.M.

LIEUTENANT CRUM AND DOCTOR PETE MOREY ARE STAGING A TEST WITH THE TRIAC MOUNTED ON A ARMOURED REMOTE CONTROL TOY JEEP ON AN ACTIVE MINE FIELD

LIEUTENANT ED CRUM TALKING TO DOCTOR MOREY

"We have some rows of munitions here, but I would like to calculate the time it takes to get the Triac within range of the IUD's and the actual implosion...I'm a little concerned about the device being able to penetrate armoured explosives?"

DOCTOR MOREY

"Yea, I was a little concerned about that myself, this couldn't output more than half a watt tops...I don't think it will make much difference for the low and the mid band, but that microwave band could be too directional...it might need a booster and some type of external on the antenna..."

AS CRUM MANEUVERS THE JEEP THROUGH THE MAKE SHIFT HAZARDS, A RIFLE CAN BE HEARD GOING OFF IN A DISTANT HUMVEE

LIEUTENANT CRUM

"What in the hell was that (getting on radio), clear out all weapons, we are conducting a hot test, there is to be absoulutly no one with live ammo in this area, does everyone understand?"

CORPORAL SAM DEAN ON RADIO

"Sorry sir, thought we had everything locked down, guess one got away from us, affirmative?"

CRUM

"What's the damage on that truck, is everyone okay over there?"

DEAN

"Looks like a bird is down, a crow sir...good size hole in window...looks good otherwise!"

CRUM

"Was that a single shot...so it actually left the chamber of the gun?"

DEAN

"Apparently so sir, I didn't know it would do that?"

(scene switch)

GENERAL HALL AND SEVERAL GUARDS ARE IN THE LAB BACK AT LOS ALAMOS LOOKING AT THE COMPLETED DEVICES

GENERAL HALL

"Look at these things, simply amazing what we have here!"

GRABBING ONE OF THE DEVICES AND PUTTING IT INTO HIS ATTACHE CASE

GUARD COMMENTS

"Are you sure about disturbing these...we have strict orders that these units cannot leave the lab for any reason, sir!"

GENERAL HALL

"And who do you think gave that order soldier?"

GUARD

"I was assuming it was Lieutenant Crum sir!"

GENERAL HALL

"No, it was me...I was the one who gave the order...now I'm the one lifting it...well lifting one anyway...taking it to Edwards today and doing some test...is that okay with you soldier?"

GUARD

"But sir, this technically is not your jurisdiction, this is Doctor Morey's lab and contents there within, I can't let you take that...I'm not even exactly sure what these devices do...but they look like powered speakers...I guess they admit a signal or something?"

HALL

"You want to see what one of these things can do, come with me...come on!

WALKING OUT IN THE BACK OF THE LAB, GENERAL HALL LOOKS AROUND MAKING SURE THAT NO ONE ELSE IS AROUND

TELLS THE GUARD TO REMOVE HIS GLOCK AND LAY IT ON THE GROUND

THEN THEY WALK OVER TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BUILDING

GUARD

"I still don't understand sir?"

HALL

Oh, you will...you will!

HE TURNS THE POWER ON, ONE SECOND LATER AFTER IT STABILIZES THE GUARDS SERVICE WEAPON BLOWS UP LIKE A BOMB

GUARD DROPS TO THE GROUND

"Gees sir, what the hell happened to my weapon?

HALL

"It go boom, that's what happened soldier...the resonating of gun powder!"

GUARD

"But, what about my gun sir?"

HALL

"It's not with us anymore...I'll make sure you get another issue, don't worry!"

GUARD

"Thank you sir...but that was my personal weapon...it was one of a kind..."

HALL

"Yea, well it's not that special now!"

GOING OVER TO WHERE IT EXPLODED, BENT UP SMOLDERING CHUNK OF METAL, WITH BIG HOLE IN GROUND

GUARD

"Well, see what you can do...that thing cost me eighteen hundred...(looking at hole), but I'll tell you what, that's some little gadget right there, hate to get around this when I'm wearing a gun?"

HALL

"Precisely, it's the next breakthrough in field devices...it will change the course of history!"

GUARD

"Certainly changed the course of my gun...look at this thing?"

(Scene Switch)

INT: TWENTY ONE PALMS ARMAMENT SHELTER

DOCTOR MOREY IS GUIDING DEVICE STRAPPED TO THE REMOTE CONTROL JEEP CLOSER TO THE IUD WHICH STILL HASN'T BLOWN UP ON THE TEST ROAD

DOCTOR MOREY

"I hate to get it any closer, because we might actually damage the device itself...that's almost five  pounds of C-4 there!"

LIEUTENANT ED CRUM

"Well, according to the spectrum analyser, that microwave is weak...your assumptions were right...maybe it's too directional at that frequency?"

MOREY

"That's right, wait...let me do a loop with the Jeep and see what happens..."

HE TURNS THE WHEEL ON THE REMOTE CONTROL AND MAKES THE JEEP DO A CIRCLE

RIGHT AS IT GETS HALF WAY THROUGH THE CIRCLE, ONE BOMB GOES OFF, THEN ANOTHER ON THE OTHER SIDE, AND THE THIRD ONE AS HE GETS THREE-QUARTERS WAY THOUGH THE LOOP

CRUM

"Just a little bit directional...huh?"

MOREY

"Yea...just a bit...oh well back to the lab for a little refab...a little this and that...we can make it better!"

CRUM

"All in all, not too bad for the first trip out..."

MOREY

"Certainly got my vote!"

(Scene Switch)

INT: LOS ALAMOS LAB, A PRIVATE JERRY BARNS WHO WAS BRINGING OVER SOME PAPERWORK FOR THE GENERAL TO PICK UP LOOKS DOWN AT THE PECULIAR DEVICES AS HE STUMBLES INTO THE UNLOCKED OFF ICE LOOKING FOR THE GENERAL

PRIVATE BARNS TAKING TO HIMSELF

"Whoa, little powered speakers...look how cool!

LOOKING AROUND, HE SLIPS ONE IN HIS BACK PACK AND GOES BACK DOWN HALL AND LEAVES OUT FRONT DOOR, JUST AS GENERAL HALL AND THE GUARD ENTER BACK IN THE BACK OF THE HALL FROM THE OTHER END

HALL

"So, don't worry...I'll get the payment for your damages...that's one thing I can assure you of...if it's has anything to do with funding, I'm the man, soldier!"

GUARD LOOKING DOWN AT TABLE WITH THE REMAINING TRIACS

GUARD

"Sir, didn't we have six of these...I only see four, and the one in your hand makes five!"

HALL

"No kidding, someone has been in here...check the surveillance, see who's been around...damn...this can't be happening!"

GUARD

"Whoever took it will be in for a naughty surprise...if he doesn't know what it does?"

HALL

"That's not the half of it...we lost twenty-two soldiers at Palmdale when a girl left the building with the Triac activated..."

GUARD

"I heard something about this, but they said that the men were deployed...shipped somewhere else...they said they're never was an incident?"

HALL

"Soldier, it was covered up...there was an incident and the soldier's were deployed all right?"

GUARD

"Deployed where?"

HALL

"Straight to hell...that's where, straight to hell!"

(Scene Switch)

(2 HOURS LATER)

INT: PRIVATE BARNS APARTMENT LOCATED ON OTHER SIDE OF BASE

BARNS HAS HIS SMARTPHONE OUT, TRYING TO FIND OUT WHERE THE SPEAKER INPUT WIRES ARE, CAN'T FIND ANYTHING

BARNS TALKING TO HIMSELF

"This must be one of those Bluetooth designs, let me power this booger up and see what we got here!"

AS HE POWERS IT UP, A LONG PACK OF FIRECRACKERS GOES OFF IN HIS DESK, BLOWING THE BOTTOM OUT, A CLIP OF AMMO FOR AN M-16 BLOWS THE CLOSET DOOR OFF IT'S HINGES, AND TWO M-80'S LEFT IN A COFFEE CUP ON A SHELF BOTH BLOW UP, SENDING A ROW OF BOOKS TO THE GROUND

AS THE SMOKE CLEARS, PRIVATE BARNS NOTICES THAT HE HAS SOME MINOR SKIN CUTS FROM FLYING SHRAPNEL AND WOOD SPLINTERS

BARNS TALKING TO HIMSELF

"Whoa...what in the hell was that?"

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Triacs (19) After Effects

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (19)

AFTER EFFECTS

WESTIN RESORT HOTEL-SAINT JOHN'S ISLAND-BEN BROACH'S SUITE-5 P.M.

LOCAL OFFICIALS AND HOTEL MANAGEMENT COMB OVER BREAK-IN AND START QUESTIONING THE BROCHES ON WHAT'S MISSING 

OFFICER

"So, you say everything gone through but yet nothing is missing?"

BEN BROACH

"Not that I can figure...we didn't have anything out, but I guess whoever was breaking in didn't know that...there wasn't any cash or anything...just clothes and a camera...who knows what they were looking for?"

OFFICER

"You know, right before after the break in...a man who meets the description of who we see going in your room on video, blow himself up somehow, he dead!"

CLAIRE BROACH

"That is the weirdest thing...so he must have had a gun on him, you think?"

RESORT MANAGER

"We're not sure what to think...we found this on him though...

SHOWING THE BROACHES THE TRIAC DEVICE

OFFICER

"Does this look like anything you might be missing...we don't know what it is, but your initials are B.B. like Ben Broach, coincidence or not?"

BEN

"Oh yea, wow what would he want with that, thank you for finding it!"

RESORT MANAGER

"So, this is yours...what is it, all I see is a switch here...looks like a mini speaker for a stereo or something?"

BEN

"Yea, that's what it is...it's a Bluetooth speaker...no wires..."

MANAGER LOOKS AS THOUGH HE'S GOING TO FLIP THE SWITCH

BEN SEEING OFFICER WITH GUN, TRIES TO GRAB TRIAC OUT OF HIS HAND

OFFICER

"Wait, you must declare this your property, you sign here...I must ask you to look at victim and make sure you don't recognize him..."

BEN

"Yea, that's fine, ah...can I see that...I want to make sure this is it...the one that belongs to me?"

MANAGER HANDS HIM DEVICE, WHERE UPON BEN QUICKLY UNSCREWS BOTTOM AND TAKES OUT BATTERIES, TO AVOID ANY EXPLOSION

OFFICER

"We go see body now, why were you taking the batteries out?"

BEN

"Oh, batteries are expensive out here...got to save the charge...you want me to look at the body...let's do that!"

(scene switch)

EXT: WESTIN RESORT PARKING LOT

POLICE, MEDICS, AND THE LOCAL MEDIA ALL CROWDED AROUND REMAINS OF BLOWN UP BODY, BODY PARTS SPREAD ALL OVER THE AREA

 PHOTOGRAPHER TAKING PICTURES AS CORONER'S ATTENDANT SCOOPS UP PIECES OF BODY WITH SHOVEL

CLAIRE GAGGING UPON VISION OF CARNAGE

CLAIRE

"Oh my God...this is horrible...this is..."

BEN

"This is really sad, what happened officer?"

OFFICER

"Somehow, it looks like he was carrying a gun, and some how it exploded while it was in his waistband...his guts...you see...over there and there and there...."

BEN

"And all he had was my mini speaker, maybe he was a fan of good music, tired of that crappy smartphone sound...maybe he was trying to hijack a car and it jammed...who knows?"

OFFICER

"Yes, most suspicious...so you not know this person?"

BEN

"No for heaven's sake, never seen him before...did you I.D. him?"

RESORT MANAGER

"He's was a guest here...never been here before, but paid cash...ah Wong Tah Li...from Korea...North Korea I believe!"

BEN SWALLOWING HARD

"Really, all the way from North Korea...how interesting...wonder what he was doing way out here?"

OFFICER

"That's what I would like to know...coming in to break into other's room, it doesn't add up, something you not tell me...I find out truth?"

BEN

"Just a weird hobby for some...I mean I'm thinking like you...there's got to be a reason here?"

OFFICER

"I will find out...you stay here, in room...I suspect connection...what you do for living...I find out if you not tell truth...funny feeling about woman, too?"

CLAIRE

"For heaven's sake officer, I'm his wife...we are just as confused about this as you are...please don't make assumptions!"

OFFICER

"I assume everything, then take away what doesn't fit puzzle...like Dick Tracey...mastermind of police!"

CLAIRE

"Dick Tracey...really?"

OFFICER

"Best of crimefighting, we learn in detective school back in Jamaica...my home!"

BEN NUDGING CLAIRE

"Well, Dick Tracey trained most of the FBI back in the states, he is our hero!"

CLAIRE

"I almost married Dick...I wasn't good enough for him...so I settled for this guy!"

OFFICER

"So, you know Dick personally...wow...that impress me...we like family now!"

CLAIRE WALKING OVER, GIVING OFFICER A HUG

"Look, I can't explain why things happen...but they do, maybe it was a higher power that brought us together...it was fate!"

OFFICER

"I hope you forgive me for accusing you for things that happen to bad guy...you are Godly couple, I sorry I insist on...please forgive my bad?"

BEN WALKING OVER> GRABBING DEVICE OUT OF OFFICER'S HAND

"No problem...what was your name sir?"

OFFICER (CERVEZ YOUNG)

"My name Officer Young...Cervez Young of Island of Saint John...we meet...you two very nice people...I lift my quarantine...we take body...you have speaker back...we pray to Lord...need peace and recovery...you agree my thoughts?"

CLAIRE

"Exactly what I was thinking, you are the best Cervez...I am feeling so stressed right now, I need to go take a shower...ah Ben honey, care to join me?"

BEN

"Yes, a good cleansing sounds like the trick...closer to God!

OFFICER

"We could all three heal in spa, maybe pool...beach?"

BEN

"Cervez...we are married and our religious principal's are close and personal...hope you understand?"

OFFICER

"Of course, of course...we have body in the bags...many bags...strange to say that...I watch, you two...be careful, doors locked...enjoy your speaker...I go now, bye, bye!"

BEN AND CLAIRE QUICKLY WALKING BACK TO ROOM, ARM IN ARM WITH TRIAC AND BATTERIES IN HAND

BEN

"God, that was close..."

CLAIRE

"I think I actually peed in my panties..."

BEN

"First time for everything..."

(scene switch)

INT: SHERATON RIO RESORT-RIO DE JANEIRO-HALLWAY

MAN WITH CART COMING UP TO JENNIFER CONNOR'S ROOM

KNOCKING ON HER DOOR

MAN WITH CART

"Room service!"

JENNIFER SMOKING CIGAR WHILE BATHING IN TUB

"What the hell?"

MAN WITH CART (SPEAKING LOUDER)

"Compliments of the house...champagne and blintzes for you Mam!"

JENNIFER (YELLING)

"Hold on...one moment, I'm coming...don't move!"

QUICKLY WRAPPING TOWEL AROUND HER BODY, SHE APPROACH'S DOOR, GRABS DOOR KNOB, LOOKING THROUGH PEEPHOLE, RECOGNIZING PHO TONG LEE

OLD ACCOMPLICE OF NORTH KOREAN SYNDICATE DRESSED IN WHITE APRON

HIS EYEBALL TRYING TO LOOK IN PEEPHOLE FROM OUTSIDE IN

JENNIFER TURNS AND STARTS RUNNING, TRIPPING ON LONG TOWEL, FALLING NAKED TO FLOOR

PHO TONG LEE KICKING IN DOOR, SEEING A NAKED JENNIFER FACE DOWN WITH HER BUTT FACING HIM

LEE

"I see you take precaution and dress nice for Pho...so much appreciate you get ready like that!"

JENNIFER

"What do you want, leave me alone...I have nothing for you?"

LEE

"Apparently, you have everything and more...your gift is your body...I take that now, then we ask the tough questions after we enjoy ourselves, yes?"

JENNIFER WRAPPING TOWEL AROUND HER AND STANDING UP

"Your getting nothing, I have nothing for you, get out of here!"

LEE PULLING WEAPON FROM UNDER SHELF ON CART

"But, you lie so sweet...we are all tired of your nonsense, your sweet little piece of innocence...you know, you must admit that you are a useless woman...a waste of beauty, a trader, a fake, but I play with you anyway, Pho show you what real man like inside...then you confess the truth or I kill you...sound like fun, we have good time now?"

LAYING ON TOP OF HER WITH GUN IN HAND, JENNIFER STROKES HIS THIGH AND CROTCH

LEE

"Oh yea, Pho like sweet submissive lady...you move in good places...feel my manhood desiring you...we come together, oh yea, you do what Pho like, we like this very much...you not struggle with me...that very good...very good!"

JENNIFER

"What's the point, your all man...your all the man I'll ever need...for the rest of my life!

JENNIFER QUICKLY GRABBING HIM HARD BY THE CROTCH, HOLDING HIM IN PLACE, SHE GIVES PHO A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE HEAD, DROPPING HIS GUN AS HE GOES UNCONSCIOUS, SHE PROCEEDS TO REMOVE OPENED CHAMPAGNE BOTTLE, TAKING A COUPLE OF SWIGS OUT OF IT, THEN HANGING HIS BODY OVER THE MARTINI  CART, TYING HIS HANDS TO EACH POST, ROLLING HIM DOWN THE HALL, TO THE PRIVATE ROOM WITH THE POWERED LAP POOL

TURNS ON WATER CURRENT PUMP AND TIPPING CART WITH PHO TIED TO IT FACE DOWN IN WATER, DROWNING HIM INSTANTLY

JENNIFER TALKING TO HERSELF

"Oh well...guess it's time to go...man trouble, again...face it Girl, i've just got to stop spending time with all these deadbeats...I don't know what's wrong with me...they're just not worth the trouble...oh well...I'll get it right one day!"

BUBBLES COMING UP FROM LAP POOL

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Triacs (18) Replicating Resonance

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (18)

REPLICATING RESONANCE

INT: LOS ALAMOS RESEARCH LAB-PRODUCTION DIVISION-TUESDAY-9.M.

HAVING JUST RECEIVED THE TRIAC IN THE LAB, LIEUTENANT ED CRUM AND DOCTOR PETE MOREY BEGIN STUDYING THE DEVICE, TAKING IT APART, LOOKING AT THE SCHEMATIC, IDENTIFYING IT'S MAKE-UP


LIEUTENANT ED CRUM

"You know, this is a relatively straight-through design...just looking at it, I can't say what the big fuss was all about?"


DOCTOR PETE MOREY

"The bullet's not that complicated either, but look how deadly it is...the brilliance of finding the resonance for a plentiful property such as hydrogen in a gaseous state, and yet to be able to define secondary actions upon the sulfur, charcoal, and the potassium nitrate...that must be a hell of a algorithm there?"


CRUM

"Yea, that was Doctor Broach and his wife that figured all that out...it's like the house of geniuses those two..."


DOCTOR MOREY

"Well, let's see...the Geranium crystal and winding the coils seems to be the time killer here...although they're was a request about further miniaturization, let's just replicate at this size for now...still can't believe how small it is!"


CRUM

"Okay, good...I had ordered the same size in a modified plastic cylinder and some Teflon seals...the other components are already in the stockpile...let's get started shall we!"

SHOWING SCENES OF THE DIFFERENT STAGES OF ASSEMBLY, THEY FINALLY MANAGE TO MAKE FOUR DEVICES


CRUM

"Well, I can believe that it's already two o'clock!"


DOCTOR MOREY

"Time flies when your trying to destroy the planet...it's an old motto the boys would use in back-engineering...question is, will these bad boys work!"

GOING TO THEIR LIST OF SUGGESTED MODIFICATIONS, THEY QUICKLY MODIFY  A REMOTE-CONTROL TONKA TRUCK WITH THE TRIAC BURIED INSIDE THE CAB NEXT TO THE PLASTIC FIREMAN SUPPOSEDLY DRIVING IT


CRUM

"So, the whole idea here is to guide this thing to any hot spots of confrontation, turn the remote switch on, and anything with an explosive attached to it will blow up?


DOCTOR MOREY

"That's the general idea...don't forget, this is perfect for road side bombs and mine fields, too!"


CRUM

"Weird thing about it, they're apparently only that one unit out in the open...that one unit has killed over thirty people that we know about..."


DOCTOR MOREY

"Yea, I can see why people were talking about this changing the course of history...basically making guns obsolete..."

(scene switch)


INT: FBI CENTRAL-L.A. COUNTY-AGENT ELLISON'S OFFICE-2 P.M.

ELLISON AND HORN ARE BUSY TRYING TO PIECE TOGETHER THE STRANGE RELATIONSHIP OF THE NOW DECEASED GENERAL WELSH AND JENNIFER CONNORS, THEY DO NOT KNOW THAT WELSH IS ACTUALLY DEAD


AGENT ELLISON

"Well, I'll tell you whats' so weird about this, is how is a tenured General who has been directing special ops programs for all those years, just suddenly say he wants to spend more time with his family...we find the man has family, but they're all in their thirties, and he divorced his wife ten years ago, what family is he going to spend time with?"


AGENT HORN

"Well, the thing that got me is that when we went to interview him, the neighbors said they haven't seen him in weeks, and that they have been picking up his papers and retrieving his mail till I guess he's supposedly gets back...the whole scenario doesn't make any sense!"


ELLISON

"Yea...it does stink a little when you think about it...but who then...who had the authority over Welsh, and had something to gain from his demise...assuming that something "did" happen?"


HORN

"The only one that comes to thought would be General Frank Hall...our mastermind ring leader...I mean, no one else had their fingers in planning, procurement, and most importantly...final distribution of anything and everything that goes through that spider web of divisions..."


ELLISON

"Well, it's probably just a pipe dream if you think we would ever be able to get on the inside for a look-see...or one would think, cause ops has their own code of conduct, they don't hold elections, have more power than the President, and technically can never be fired!"


HORN

"Yea, I know...just reassigned, renamed, resignate, or get rubbed out and disappear forever...am I close?"


ELLISON

"Yea, you kind of nailed it there...so basically, it's out of our jurisdiction...at least for the moment...let's go get some dinner I'm starving!


HORN

We must be bonding or something...?"


ELLISON

"Why you say that?"


HORN

"Because our stomach's are starting to sync up, they're sensing what the other one is thinking!"


ELLISON

"Well, don't start letting it go to your head...don't start ordering for me just because your stomach starts sending you coded rumbling signals...do me a favor and check first!"


HORN

"But, I like hot sauce on my food!"


ELLISON

"What?"


HORN

"Psyched you out...that message came from your stomach, see...it's becoming telepathic...very spooky!"


ELLISON

"You know something, your sudden surge of weirdest is making me crave something I haven't done in a long time..."


HORN

"What's that?"


ELLISON
"Eat alone!"

(scene switch)


INT: WESTIN RESORT HOTEL-SAINT JOHN'S ISLAND-BEN BROACH'S SUITE

BEN AND CLAIRE HAVE JUST RETURNED TO THEIR SUITE FROM DINNER AND SEE THAT IT HAS BENN COMPLETELY RAM SACKED

BED TURNED UPSIDE DOWN DOWN, DRAWS OPEN, LUGGAGE TORN APART, WALL SAFE OPEN

BEN

"Oh my God, this is not happening...not much doubt what they were looking for!"


CLAIRE

"Yea, I can't believe we went through all that trouble to hide who we were, and they still found us!"


BEN

"Not so much us...but it!

CLAIRE WALKS OVER TO WHERE SHE HAD THE SOCK HIDDEN WITH THE TRIAC IN IT, IT WAS NOT THERE


CLAIRE

"Well, isn't that a scary thought, do we call the authorities and say hey, be on the the look out for a white sock...


BEN

"That contains a device the size of a can of Vienna sausages, which is the latest warfare device on the market...wonder how long it will take before they try activating it?"

OFF IN THE DISTANCE YOU HERE THE DISTINCT CRACKLE OF A CLIP OF BULLETS GO OFF ON SOME POOR OFFICERS GUN BELT


CLAIRE

"Anymore questions..."



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