The Avengers Page #2

A temperature gauge rises.

The ice is infused with pulsating colors: purple -- blue -- green -- red. Starts to heat

up as if --

It soaks up temperature: from cold to hot in instants.

20 CLOSEUP - WHITE GLOVED HAND ON DIAL

"CUMULUS COLLECTOR." The graphs accelerate, but over the dull HUM -- a

MURMUR, a BREATH. As Emma's HEARTBEAT rises

The gloved hand turns up the dial, past a red danger mark.

Suddenly a BLIP. Something wrong.

21 DOWN IN HIS VAULT

Peter Peel's "coffin" starts to overheat. Peter reacts --

PETER:

(intercom cutting out)

Losing control -- malfunction

in thermal chamber -- for Christ's

-- Emm --!

22 IN CONTROL ROOM

Needles push off the dials, as --

The ice swells:
strange mix of colors, absorbing heat and energy in clusters of molten

metal ... steam and sparks ignite ... Valentine's eyes widen in alarm ...

COUNTDOWN (V.O.)

Five -- four -- three -- two --

one ... Three -- two -- one ...

(repeating)

Three -- two -- one ...

23 INSIDE COFFIN

Peter's glass cracks

The emergency light goes on -- the ALARM sounds -- lab assistants running ...

24 IN HER COFFIN

Emma realizes; looks to Peter --

25 EXT. SALTFLATS - DAY

The "Koons" antenna is drawing a strange purple cloud towards it, from otherwise blue

sky ... siphoning the purple atmosphere down itself into

26 INT. CONTROL ROOM - CONTINUOUS ACTION

Thru the air ducts the purple cloud starts to billow ... Panic stations! Valentine looks

aghast at the graphs: all systems f***ed, over the intercom --

VALENTINE:

Emma, Peter, get out! It's going to explode!

FROM Valentine's anguished face TO Emma's face, as

VALENTINE:

Emma ...

27 FROM HER VAULT

Emma undoes the straps, clambers out of her pod

28 ANGLE (IN DREAMLIKE SLOW MOTION)

Emma clambers onto her husband's pod -- in a sequence eternally replayed for her as a

nightmare --

29 BACK TO SCENE

VALENTINE:

Get out! Leave him -- ! Emma!

30 RAPID INTERCUTS

The purple smoke enveloping Peter'spod, soft caresses -- Peter struggling within,

looking at Emma --

EMMA:

Peter!

Her leatherclad limbs straddled over his glass coffin. Her HEARTBEAT sounds ... She

grabs, claws on glass --

Her fist draws back, blam! blam! blam! three deadly blows, Emma SMASHES the pod

cover, it --

Cracks -- splinters -- not breaking -- obscuring his face inside like a spider's web, as

behind her

VALENTINE:

Don't wait for him -- he's not --

Breathless, blood smeared on glass, Emma's gashed fist bleeds thru torn leather glove --

twisted mass of flesh and glass -- GROWLING sound growing as:

31 ABOVE GROUND

The voluminous purple cloud being sucked by the antenna...!

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