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"
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!"
scene close
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!"
scene close
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