The Fantastic Four Page #5

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SUE:

(droll, a little annoyed)

Right. That's exactly what I meant.

She shakes her head -- same old Reed. He looks at her --

what did he say wrong? Ben smiles, patting Reed on the

shoulder.

BEN:

Way to not overthink it.

(to Sue)

So when do we leave?

SUE:

I'll schedule the launch. Call me in

the morning to talk about resources

and crew.

She offers a business card. Reed doesn't take it.

REED:

I, uh, think I remember the number.

SUE:

It's been changed.

Beat. Ben grimaces. Reed takes the card, his eyes down.

REED:

As far as crew, I was hoping Ben could

pilot the mission --

SUE:

Well, he's welcome to ride shotgun,

but we already have a pilot on our

payroll. You remember my brother

Johnny...

Off Ben's curdling smile, we DISSOLVE TO --

EXT. LAKE LAUNCH FACILITY - DAY

A helicopter shot through trees. We soar over timberland,

and find something massive looming on the horizon:

A SPACECRAFT. A sleek take on a space shuttle. Modern tech

combined with industrial design that NASA could never afford.

The craft's nose is pointed straight up, ready for launch.

WORKERS IN JUMPSUITS are scattered around the two-hundred

foot tall scaffolding, performing routine checks.

EXT. GANTRY OVERLOOK - DAY

Ben stares up at the craft. A sneer on his face.

BEN:

Can't do it. I cannot do it.

REED:

External SRBs, orbital system engines.

Its just like the shuttles you flew

in --

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