Fantastic Voyage Page #3

Grant takes out a card with only an embossed number. The Officer

places it into an IDENTIFIER. We see its screen is blank. After a

moment, Grant's picture flashes on in color, in full view and profile.

The Officer looks up at Grant, sees it is an exact likeness. He then

extracts the card. The screen goes blank. He hands Grant the I.D.

card. The scooter takes off, speeding down a long neon-lit corridor,

marked off for scooter traffic: four lanes, two in each direction.

Numerous doors leading to offices open on both sides of the walkways.

Traffic is heavy. Grant is the only one in mufti. The scooter

approaches doors over which lights flash:

!

As the scooter nears the Sentry Box, the M.P. on duty hits a switch.

The steel doors slide open. The scooter goes through into:

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51INT. MEDICAL FOYER

GENERAL ALAN CARTER is coming out of a door in a hurry. The scooter

bearing Grant pulls up beside him. Grant gets out. They shake hands.

CARTER:

Hello, Grant. Good to see you again.

GRANT:

The Pentagon, wasn't it, General?

Only you weren't in that uniform...

52INT. OBSERVATION ROOM

They move to window overlooking the OPERATING ROOM, see the

unconscious Benes being wheeled in for Surgery. His head is uncovered.

The full shock of hair stands out against the white pillow. His body

is draped in the usual manner. A battery of SPECIALISTS and MEDICAL

ATTENDANTS, MALE and FEMALE, are moving about under the glare of beams

focused on the Operating Table.

GRANT:

(startled)

Benes... What the devil happened?

CARTER:

The Other Side got to him.

GRANT:

How bad off is he?

CARTER:

Brain injury.

GRANT:

Before or after what he wanted to

tell you?

CARTER:

Before he could breathe a word. He's

the only scientist who knows the

answer to what we're after. That's

why we have to operate --

He turns away from the window, moves toward another door, with Grant

following.

CARTER:

-- and why we need you.

GRANT:

?

Bewildered, he follows Carter through door into:

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56INT. MONITORING ROOM

Carter moves to a panel of many switches and TV screens.

GRANT:

I can't even put a Band-Aid on my

finger.

CARTER:

Here's the Surgeon.

He flicks a switch. On the TV screen appears the INTERIOR OF DUVAL'S

OFFICE. We see DUVAL, a brain surgeon in the middle forties. He has

the manner of one totally dedicated to his work. At the moment, he is

testing a ruby laser, narrowing the beam down to pencil-like thinness.

Assisting him is CORA PETERSON. In the middle twenties, her

attractiveness is matched by her efficiency, which is considerable.

They work together smoothly, the result of long association. It is

evident neither know they are being observed during:

CARTER:

Duval. Dr. Peter Duval. Top brain

man in the country. Ever hear of

him?

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