Interstellar Page #3

NSA AGENT:

I've read your book, Doctor. You

said that wormholes are impossible.

ANSEN:

There is nothing quite as satisfying

as being proved utterly wrong.

(SMILES)

I said that a wormhole couldn't exist

naturally. Not for more than a few

billionths of a second. It would

have to be... stabilized.

NSA AGENT:

Stabilized by what?

Ansen pauses, unsure. His assistant steps in to his defense.

ASSISTANT:

We don't have any way to answer that

question.

NSA AGENT:

(IGNORES HIM)

You're not under peer review here,

Doctor. I don't care about your

reputation. I need to know how that

thing got there. Now.

Ansen finally speaks up.

ANSEN:

If you're worried about an invasion,

I would start drafting the articles

of surrender.

(SMILES)

Whoever they are, if they can build

a wormhole, they could erase us in

the blink of an eye. Luckily, that

also means we have nothing they could

be interested in.

NSA AGENT:

Then why is it there?

5.

ANSEN:

I don't know. Maybe it's an

invitation. A chance to commune

with an advanced species.

The assistant, embarrassed, looks down. The agent notices.

NSA AGENT:

You don't agree?

ASSISTANT:

(DELICATE)

No. I don't think we can assume an

alien intelligence built the wormhole.

(CHANGES TACK)

But the opportunity it represents is

incredible. We could explore parts

of the universe we never dreamt of

reaching in our lifetimes.

The agent exchanges a look with one of his colleagues, who

steps out of the room.

ANSEN:

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