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The dictator CONTINUES ON WITHOUT BREAKING STRIDE.

DICTATOR:

(chillingly)

Yes. Perfect.

And we:

DISSOLVE TO:

SEQ. 010 - Title Sequence

IN BLACK:

TITLE CARD #1

4.

RADIO (V.O.)

(robotic sounding)

Alert. We are in a state of

emergency...

Sounds of WAR:
EXPLOSIONS, MACHINE GUNS, SCREAMS...

FADE UP INTO:

INT. SCIENTIST’S WORKSHOP - DAY

A tiny, cluttered attic, filled with bits and pieces of found material--burlap, door hinges, an old shoe, old eyeglasses,

rusty scissors, pen nibs, gas masks, etc. We see the tiny little box sitting on the cluttered makeshift worktable.

TITLE CARD #2

RADIO (V.O.)

...the Machines have become

uncontrollable... they are shooting at will... ALERT: stay in your homes.

Grainy footage as we see the scientist looking around desperately--he’s obviously in hiding.

SCIENTIST:

(heartbroken)

My invention... my beauty... beauty was taken...

He is feverishly cobbling together a SMALL BURLAP DOLL.

He labels the burlap doll on its back: “1.” He makes frantic notes in a journal. He brushes his fingers over the little box for good luck, then moves towards a strange contraption on the table.

FLASHES and EXPLOSIONS shake the workshop horribly.

TITLE CARD #3

RADIO (V.O.)

Reports are coming in... they’ve breached the Northern walls of the city...

The radio voice is DROWNED OUT BY EXPLOSIONS.

DISSOLVE TO:

5.

TITLE CARD #4

INT. SCIENTIST’S LAB - ANOTHER DAY

RADIO (V.O.)

An announcement from our

Chancellor!

DICTATOR’S VOICE

(on the radio)

Comrades, I have lost control. TheMachine is now our enemy. We need

to join forces to fight against it.

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