Just a minute, darling. My brother's a
worry wart. I better have a word ...
Peter takes Valentine over to one side. Emma checks gauges and dials. Behind her a
conversation. Peter returns.
He takes a ring from his finger --
12 CLOSEUP - DIAMOND GEM
on a gold ring.
13 BACK TO SCENE
He slips it onto her finger.
Something to remember me by.
Peter smiles. The remark strikes Emma as curious. But no time to query. She smiles
back. He gives her a kiss --
(checks his watch)
See you in an hour ...
One sunny day ...
The countdown ECHOES around them as they separate.
14 IN DISTANCE
Valentine watches her.
15 INT. LAB CHAMBER
Inside a bed of ice, Emma is lowered by hydraulic machine into a steel radioactive
thermal chamber, glowing eerily blue
The effect is very cold. Frozen. Numb. Like a sci-fi Sleeping Beauty, beauty
entombed and sealed in a glass coffin. Plunged down into a vault. Opposite her --
In another glass coffin, Peter Peel, is lowered down.
16 FROM EMMA'S POV
The sound of their HEARTBEATS. Their BREATHING. BLEEP and PULSE OF
ELECTRONICS. Thru glass and leather. Like cerebral sex. Technological, erotic.
Peter winks at her -- Emma locks longingly at him, as --
17 UP IN CONTROL ROOM
Valentine watches behind glass. Like a kid excluded from a bedroom. He attends to
dials. And to his female assistant --
Readings still normal ...
The assistant smiles oddly. FOCUS ON --
An insignia tattooed on her neck: "X404." A replicant.
They monitor screens. A DULL HUM.
18 EXT. SALTFLATS - DAY
A weather antenna emerges from the ground: an enigmatic phallic silver blob, like a
Koons sculpture. The sun glints off it ...