EXT. SAN FRANCISCO - DAY 1
The City. Hometown to Maupin, Jerry Garcia and the Zodiac
Killer. Fading light paints the usual landmarks: Golden
Gate, Coit Tower, the TransAmerica Building.
CONSTRUCTION CRANES dot the skyline. Even in tough times,
progress continues. People work. People love. People die.
A HALF-COMPLETED SKYSCRAPER comes into view. We move onto its
2 EXT. TOP FLOOR - INCOMPLETE SKYSCRAPER - DAY 2
The city sprawls behind the open space filled with rebar.
WORKERS pack tools. One grabs a beer from his cooler.
Everyone heads to the CONSTRUCTION ELEVATOR.
No, chicks are awful there.
Lookit you. If the choice is
between women and cheap beer. Take
Older workers chuckle. One of them, WALKER, hangs back.
WORKER #1 (CONT’D)
Transformer 2’s sucking juice. I’m
gonna shut it down and take a look.
WORKER #2 tosses Walker a beer. The steel cage closes. The
elevator heads down. Cracking the brew, Walker looks out over
the city until the whirring of the elevator stops.
Walker SHUTS DOWN the main POWER SWITCH. Popping iPod
headphones in his ears, Walker heads off, sipping his beer.
MUSIC sounds out, loud and strong.
TWO TRANSFORMER boxes sit dormant in a rats’ nest of cords
and wires. Setting his beer on the top, Walker gets to work
checking each connection.
It’s tedious going. Thank God for the iPod.
At the other end of the job site, a PORTA POTTIE opens.
FITCH, a younger worker, heads out. The site’s barren.
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At the TRANSFORMER, Walker’s found the problem. Quick, he’s
into the guts of a transformer lead. The music cranks.
Fitch gets to the elevator, pushes the call button. Nothing.
He tries again. Checking around, he sees the MAIN POWER
switch thrown to “OFF.”
Hey!!! Anyone up here?
Oblivious, music cranking, Walker repairs the lead. His
pliers twist exposed cables. The voltage meter reads “0.”
Light fading, Fitch throws the POWER SWITCH to “ON.”
The needle JUMPS past 30,000, frying the meter.
WALKER takes 30,000 volts through his body. His hair melts,
the hand gripping the pliers chars. His body goes rigid. The
beer topples from the transformer, boiling at his feet.
Across the job site, lights flicker. The elevator goes dead.
Fitch sees sparks, hears horrible sounds in the distance.
Leaving the switch “ON,” he runs off in the direction of the
Transformer. Walker twitches in a pool of beer. His breath
catches in rasps, then STOPS.
Oh God, Walker. Oh God...
Pulling his phone, he dials “911.”
3 INT. EMERGENCY RESPONSE CENTER - DAY 3
Banks of OPERATORS man phones and screens. The WORDS:
“FITCH, THOMAS A. CELLULAR 415-555-6655” hit a touch screen.
911. What is your emergency?
Freaking out, Fitch just avoids stepping in the beer.
It’s Walker... He’s been
electrocuted. He’s not breathing.
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What is your location?
1012 Montgomery. It’s a
construction site. Top Floor...
Back at Emergency Response, the operator’s already routing
the call. Her touchscreen reads: “SFFD, PARA.”
4 EXT./INT. SFFD PARAMEDIC VAN - MARKET STREET - DAY 4
At the wheel, TYLER (30s) - slight build, nutty eyes - hits
the lights and nails it. Next to him, CAMERON BOONE (30s) -