Watch it now
On the blackness of SPACE, beautiful and mysterious, strewn
with a billion stars.
Atop a building, a wrought-iron sign -- a HAMMER-WIELDING
BLACKSMITH -- spins listlessly in the wind as a swirling
breeze kicks up. A hint of what's to come.
1 EXT. PUENTE ANTIGUO, NEW MEXICO - NIGHT 1
A main street extends before us in this one-horse town, set
amid endless flat, arid scrubland. A large SUV slowly moves
down the street and heads out of town.
2 EXT. SUV - NIGHT 2
The SUV sits parked in the desert. Suddenly, the roof panels
of the SUV FOLD OPEN. The underside of the panels house a
variety of hand-built ASTRONOMICAL DEVICES, which now point
at the sky.
JANE FOSTER (late 20's) pops her head through the roof. She
positions a MAGNETOMETER, so its monitor calibrates with the
constellations above. It appears to be cobbled together from
spare parts of other devices.
We hear a loud BANG followed by muffled CURSING from below.
Jane offers a hand down to ERIK SELVIG (60) who emerges as
well, rubbing his head.
Oh-- watch your head.
Thanks. So what's this "anomaly"
of yours supposed to look like?
It's a little different each time.
Once it looked like, I don't know,
melted stars, pooling in a corner
of the sky. But last week it was a
rolling rainbow ribbon--
"Racing "˜round Orion?" I've always
said you should have been a poet.
Jane reigns in her excitement. She tries for dignity.
4th BLUE REVISIONS 03-26-10 1A.
Hey, Darcy. Pass up the bubbly and
my gloves, will you?
Intern DARCY LEWIS (20) hands Jane a bottle of Champagne and
a pair of gloves through the window. Jane passes it to
Selvig to hold while she pulls on the old gloves -- too large
and masculine for her small hands. He starts to unwrap the
foil, and she stops his hand with an excited grin.
Not until you see it!
I recognize those. Think how proud
he'd be to see you now.
Jane's grin fades to a sad smile.
The benefit of the doubt.
The two stare out at the sky expectantly. A long beat while
they scan the skies. Nothing. Jane's worried.
4th BLUE REVISIONS 03-26-10 2.
It's never taken this long before.
Darcy calls up from the front seat.
Can I turn on the radio?
(an edge to her voice)
Sure, if you like rocking out to
KFRM, "All agriculture, all the
Worried, Jane heads back down into the vehicle.
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