Script
Theme
science fiction
Title
The Strum Chord

Scene one. Nervous/ excited scientest rushes through trash outside the outskirts of a Government facility. Seemingly paranoid woman waits in the back seat of car idleing with the driver side door opened.
" I know its here, theres still time...no wait, was it black or green?". "Shit !....I cant remember if they come on Tuesdays or..........No!....ha!........it wasnt a full moon, it was a qaurter, we still have a couple weeks to stop them." ( Woman in back seat sees headlights in the distance coming in there direction, she looks back at the frenzied man, she gains confidence and relief that he's too consumed with his madness to notice a government vehicle approaching them.) The man looks at his watch and sighs. " I wont make it Carl, I'm sorry" He mumbles to himself. Turning back in the direction of the car he notices the the aproaching truck almost apon them. " I'm sorry you had to see this, I know you dont believe me, and you shouldnt, forgive me" " Please look away right now, you'll be safe with them. ( The woman sees the man holding the grenade he used to hijack her car with.) " No!..they arent going to hurt you, turn yourself in , you just need help." "Please....I wont press charges." It'll be ok, you'll see.
( In the approaching truck two men in uniform are perplexed by the site of a man in a lab coat seemingly shouting to an empty car parked on the side of the road with trash strewn about the dumpster.) " Holy shit Dan, call HQ, we gotta another fucking nutcase" the man driving says to his partner as they get within 25 yards of the man. " Slow down.....wait, isn't that one of our guys?" " I dont like this Dale, that guy looks like he's doing the thorazine shuffle." Dale starts to force a laugh to hide his concern as he pulls withen twenty feet of the man who is now in a fetal position facing the dumpster. " Sir.! this is a private road, we'd like to help you get back on the main road." Dale was in no mood to tell him about fines or detainment, the whole deal felt erie. "Dan, this guy isnt reponding, shine your light in the vehicle. Dan pointed the flashlight in the direction of the car. " It looks clear, this guys solo" Sir please stand up and face us with your hands in sight" Dale said after he got the conformation from Dan on the car. " Thats it, were gonna have to take him in, make the call". Before Dale could open the door an explosion ripped through the air and shattered the driver side window of his truck.
(Scene cuts to inside the facility were two scientists are arguing with a site security officer)
"I cant let you access the main grid untill we get clearence from headquarters on this issue James"," Im sorry but its just protocol, the blast showed up on URSA's grid, and their shutting the project down untill we get the go ahead." An unusually tall man looks down to the floor below him, heated he looks back up quickly and tells the man. " Call URSA, and tell them that if we dont make this run tonight, we might as well call the whole fucking thing off, do you understand.?" ( A woman standing next to the heated man, puts her hand on his shoulder. ' James we can try again next month." " Jesse, that leaves us with 4 runs, we' d be lucky to get positive feedback on a hundred." " We need every chance we got, they know whats at stake." "Were showing perfect integrity on all feeds, theres no signs of external risk to any of the transformers." " James, we can still do an internal run on the sixth chord, you know, maybe this is a blessing, we're running out of HS8 as it is anyway. ( James looks away and clasps the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger, after a moment of thinking he turns back to face the officer who looks confused as hell.)
Cut seen to a young man getting bitchslapped for trying to right another fucking end of the world novel..................................................................................the end:)

sorry ..just bored, hope it gives you some inspiration though.