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Inside a modern-looking, high-tech spaceship.
(All the interior shots in this scene are on the ship's
bridge.) It has a crew of two, but is designed for long missions,
and so is relatively large and comfortable.
Close-up of computer outlet - possibly a hologram of a
disembodied head, like Holly in Red Dwarf.
Faint whirrings of machinery. The characters are all
formal, concentrating on procedures, until noted otherwise. They are
in zero gravity in this scene, but are strapped into their seats.
They are drifting about slightly.
Displays here and there showing 3D graphs.
|
Computer | Pre-launch
checks all completed successfully. |
| Mid shot
of Kiwan, sitting in her seat, turning to look at computer. Close-up.
Kiwan presses a green button in the arm of her chair, which lights
up. Back to midshot of her. |
Kiwan | Station,
this is Lieutenant Kiwan aboard Surveyor T93, mission code W Alpha
49, requesting permission to launch. |
| Two-shot
of Kiwan and Aref. Kiwan listens attentively for Station's
response. Aref is looking off to one side at something offscreen. |
Station | (voice
only. Slight radio crackle and distortion. Could be the same actor as
the computer, to suggest that this, too, is a computer) Roger
T93. You are cleared for launch. (slight pause)
Have a good trip. |
| Shot
showing Aref and the computer. He turns to look at the computer. |
Kiwan | Roger
Station. |
Aref | Computer,
take us out. |
Computer | Acknowledge. |
| Exterior
shot of the surveyor (right side view) in its dock. The dock is
simply a rectangular hollow in the hull of the station. Possibly an
airlock in the far wall. The surveyor is held in place by a set of
clamps set into the floor and ceiling. These withdraw slightly and
the surveyor starts to move forward slowly. The camera tracks with
it. Cut this shot when the surveyor is (partly) outside the station
hull and some of the starfield is visible. |
| Surveyor
interior. Two shot of Kiwan and Aref. The spectrum of the background
noise is different (more active?), and it is slightly louder. |
Kiwan | (turning
to Aref, suddenly remembering)
Oh, Aref, we need to do a gravity check. |
Aref | OK. |
| Aref
unbuckles himself and pushes out of his seat. |
| Front view
of surveyor travelling. The camera tracks with it, thereby revealing
more and more of the station.
(Illustration.)
At some point during the next 3 lines,
cut to a shot of the surveyor from above (just for a bit of variety),
from slightly further back than the previous pullback shot. Far
"below" is another large ship.
(Illustration.)
|
Station | Surveyor
T93, please proceed to jump corridor seventeen. |
Kiwan | Roger
Station. Corridor seventeen.
Computer? |
Computer | Acknowledge. |
|
Surveyor interior. Three-quarter view of the seats and some of the
back of the cabin. Aref is drifting from the back of the cabin
towards his seat. He grabs the headrest and swings himself around to
sit in it. He straps himself in. |
Aref | (as he
does this) Everything's
tied down back there. |
Kiwan | (nods
and turns to the computer outlet) OK computer, switch on the
gravity. |
Computer | Acknowledge. |
| From
somewhere behind them, there is a sound of something hitting the
floor (a thud rather than a crash). On the sound, cut to a close-up
of Aref, wincing. Then a two shot of Kiwan and Aref. She turns to
look at him. |
Kiwan | (calmly)
You were saying? |
Aref | (sheepish,
reaching to unbuckle himself) I'll go and look. |
Computer | We have
reached our allocated jump corridor. |
| As the
computer says "our," cut to a side close-up of Kiwan, who
turns to look at the computer. |
Kiwan | Later,
Aref. |
| Slight
pause. Cut to two shot in middle of pause. She looks expectantly at
Aref, waiting for him to give the order. He does not. |
Kiwan | Computer,
begin jump sequence. |
Computer | Acknowledge.
Jump will occur in ten seconds. |
| As the
computer says "ten," another component appears in the
background noise, and gets louder as the countdown progresses.
Close-up of Aref. He looks nervous. |
Computer | ...nine...
eight... seven... (continues under following dialogue) |
Kiwan | Don't
look so worried. |
| As Kiwan
speaks, Aref turns to look at her. Two shot of them. Kiwan is looking
at him. |
Kiwan | This is
the safest part of the flight. |
Aref | (not
reassured) I know. |
| Exterior
shot of surveyor with station in background. |
Computer | ...one...
zero. |
| The ship
shimmers slightly. The background changes completely in a frame or
two. The starfield is different, and the light is coming from a
different angle. |
| Location
as before. The surveyor is on the edge of a star system. This star,
which the ship is pointing towards, is noticeably brighter than the
others. The planets, if they are visible at all, are not
distinguishable from stars at this distance. There is a faint haze
surrounding the star and filling maybe two-thirds of the screen; this
is the Oort cloud. |
Kiwan | OK, what's
this star system got for us, then? |
Aref | (reading
from a display) One sun, spectral class G zero, about five
billion years old. Five rocky planets, four gas
giants, an asteroid belt, and numerous satellites and comets. |
Kiwan | Quite a
menagerie. Any artificial radio signals? |
Aref | (looking
at another display) That's one thing it hasn't got.
Ah... hold on - (he presses a couple of buttons) No. Just
background noise, across the whole spectrum. |
Kiwan | No
intelligent life, then. |
Aref | Probably
not. |
Kiwan | Are any of
the planets within the sun's habitable band? |
| Aref
presses another couple of buttons. |
Aref | Yes - two,
three and four. |
Kiwan | That's
an easy decision, then. (turning to the computer) Computer,
take us to look at the third planet.
|
Computer | Acknowledge.
Estimated journey time is forty-five hours. Please confirm. |
Kiwan | Confirm. |
| Exterior
shot of surveyor beginning to move. |
| Exterior shot of
surveyor approaching Earth. The ship is well within the Moon's
orbit, so we don't have to show it. (This would be too much of a
giveaway.) |
| Ship
interior, on the bridge. Shot showing Kiwan's and Aref's
seats. Aref is sitting in his, while Kiwan's is unoccupied. Aref
is looking at a display. Apparently remembering something, he looks
at another display nearby. Realising that they have nearly reached
their destination, he presses a button on the armrest of his seat and
looks expectantly towards the computer outlet. |
Kiwan | (Voice-over,
slight distortion. A little distracted.) What is it, Aref? |
Aref | (uncertain,
puzzled) Uh, I'm not getting a picture, Kiwan. Where are
you? |
Kiwan | (as
thought surprised that he was expecting any other answer) My
cabin. (Pause. Realising.) Oh - I switched it off while I was
changing. Hold on - |
| There is a
click from the voice channel, and a small hologram of Kiwan (waist
up) appears near the computer outlet. She is wearing the same
clothing as the last time we saw her, but her skin is a totally
different colour. Her eyes have also changed colour to match. |
| Close-up
of Aref's reaction. He smiles and murmurs approval. (Kiwan's
new colour is one that their culture considers sexy for women.) This
shot lingers. |
Kiwan | (offscreen,
nonchalant) Anyway, you were saying? |
| Aref
blinks in surprise. |
| Shot
showing both Kiwan and Aref. |
Aref | Um, yeah.
We'll be making planetfall in... (he looks at the display for
a moment and then back to Kiwan) just over two hours. |
Kiwan | (coy)
Two hours? You'd better come to my cabin right away then.
Oh, and switch off the gravity - planetfall can be a bit bumpy. |
Aref | (teasing)
Of course you realise it's completely against regulations. |
Kiwan | (feigning
surprise) Really? (looks thoughtful for a moment) Well, I
won't tell anybody if you don't. |
| She
presses a button that is out of view and her hologram disappears. |
| Exterior
shot of surveyor heading towards Earth. The planet is noticeably
larger in the frame than before. A harsh alarm sound starts a few
seconds towards the end of this shot. |
| Interior
shot of surveyor's bridge. The alarm continues over this shot.
The gravity is still off, and Kiwan and Aref are at the back of the
bridge, struggling towards their seats. They are naked. (Morph
targets ahoy!) The door at the back of the bridge that leads to the
rest of the ship is open. Kiwan grabs the back of her seat. |
Kiwan | (shouting
over the alarm) Computer! Status! And shut off the alarm! |
| The alarm
stops. |
Computer | We are
receiving a distress signal from a surveyor-class spacecraft. |
| Kiwan and
Aref look flummoxed. |
Aref | Another
surveyor? Out here? |
Kiwan | Computer,
where's the signal coming from? |
Computer | From
the planet that we are approaching. |
Aref | But this is
an unexplored system. Right, computer? |
Computer | There
is no record of any previous survey of this star system. |
Kiwan | Are you
sure it's one of ours? |
Computer | Ninety-eight
point six percent certain. However, the ship's ID does not match
any currently on file. |
Aref | (softly)
Weird... |
Kiwan | OK
computer, set a course to pick them up and let them know we're
on our way. |
Computer | That is
not possible. The signal ceased before its position could be
precisely established. |
Kiwan | (mutters)
Damn. (thoughtful) OK... we're heading for the
planet anyway. Put us into a polar orbit and broadcast a message to
let them know we heard them. |
| Exterior
shots of surveyor flying over different types of scenery. They are in
a polar orbit, so the scenery varies a lot from one shot to the next.
Kiwan and Aref continue to talk in voice-over. Interior shots in here
every so often. In the side shots, the ship is always going from the
left of the screen to the right. In the top shots, it's going
from the bottom of the screen to the top. Some of these shots at
sunset or night. |
| Side view
in thin clouds. (Bye bye CPU!)
(Illustration.)
|
| Mountains. |
| Top view
flying over sea. |
| Shadow
passing over desert. Small creature looks up in fright and runs away? |
| Jungle. |
| Ice floes. |
| Flying
over some low, bare islands. Kiwan and Aref looking at their
instruments. |
Computer | We have
detected something that may be an artefact. |
Kiwan | (looking
up from whatever she was doing) On screen. |
| The screen
shows an expanse of water. In the distance is Stonehenge, surrounded
by water. A flashing red box appears around this, and it expands to
fill most of the screen. |
Kiwan | What is
it? |
Aref | I'd
guess it's a monument, or a religious temple. |
Kiwan | How old is
it, computer? |
Computer | The
stone has been exposed to the atmosphere for twenty thousand years,
plus or minus two thousand. |
Aref | That'd
make it the oldest artefact in this sector. |
Aref | (turning
to Kiwan) What do you reckon, then? Was this a mother-world? |
Kiwan | I still
don't think it was ever even inhabited. [Need to say something
about that earlier, possibly when they're flying over scenery.]
No civilisation leaves behind just one artefact. Whoever built this
must have been passing through on their way to somewhere else. |
Aref | They
must've been spacefarers, then. |
| Kiwan
nods. |
Aref | So how do
you explain the primitive construction? |
Kiwan | There are
several advanced species with religions that retain primitive
characteristics. The way they construct their temples could easily be
one of them. |
Aref | But you're
assuming that it is a temple. We don't know that. |
Kiwan | Computer,
do we have any record of similar artefacts on other planets? |
Computer | There
are artefacts like this on Sigma Capulanus Two, dated to eighteen
thousand years, and on New Babbulkund, dated to eighteen point five
thousand years. Survey classified them both as temples, but there are
no primary sources to confirm this. |
Aref | But this
one is older, right? So it must be the original. |
Kiwan | Older,
yes, but not necessarily original. And besides, there's a ten
percent error in our measurement, so it could be the same age as the
others. |
Aref | Well, it's
the only sign of civilisation we've found on this planet. We
might as well take a closer look. |
Kiwan | (resigned)
OK. Got that, computer? |
Computer | Confirmed. |
| External
shot of surveyor moving towards monument. Alarm starts over this shot
(different from the one in Scene 4 for the distress signal). Internal
shot. Kiwan and Aref look startled. |
Computer | Warning
- strong manoeuvre imminent. |
| Back to
external shot. The ship dives as an energy beam streaks past it. Back
to internal shot. Kiwan and Aref look shaken, but are unhurt. |
Kiwan | What
happened? |
Computer | A plasma
weapon near the monument was fired at us. We avoided it. (slight
pause) Suggest we retreat beyond its estimated effective range. |
Kiwan | Agreed. |
| External
shot of surveyor turning around and beginning to move. |
Kiwan | (voice-over)
Computer, was there any warning of that? |
Computer | Nothing
received on any known broadcast channel. |
Kiwan | Hmm. |
Aref | Did
anything like this happen at the other monuments you mentioned? |
Computer | There
is no record of it. |
Kiwan | So the
weapon system probably wasn't installed by whoever built the
monument. |
Aref | Or they
just didn't like the look of us. (slight stress on "us"
- i.e. us as opposed to anyone else) |
Kiwan | Huh.
(That's supposed to be a sound like a laugh, but which shows
she thinks the remark wasn't funny.) |
| Night.
Aref is alone in his cabin, listening to music and reading. There is
a bell-like sound offscreen. Aref looks up from his reading and turns
towards the source of the sound, which looks something like the
computer outlet on the bridge. There is a hologram of Kiwan there,
standing in the corridor outside. She is looking around, waiting for
him to answer. He makes a "quietening" motion with his
hand. The music becomes quieter. |
Aref | Door. |
| The door
opens, to show Kiwan standing on the other side of it. She steps in,
and the door closes behind her. |
Aref | Hello. |
Kiwan | Hello.
(awkward pause) I've... been thinking... well... you know
our tour of duty is almost over. |
| Aref nods. |
Kiwan | I don't
want... (shakes head) When it finishes, I've decided to
ask for a reassignment. |
| Reaction
shot of Aref. He is slack-jawed with astonishment. |
Kiwan | I'm
sorry. |
Aref | Sorry?
We'll probably never see each other again. (looks away
briefly, then back at her) Is that what you want? |
Kiwan | No. |
Aref | Then why? |
Kiwan | I've
been in Survey for twelve years. It doesn't have any more
challenges. |
Aref | Don't
you love me anymore, then? |
Kiwan | Yes, of
course I do, but... |
Aref | (looking
down) Just not enough to want to stay.
|
| He looks
up. Kiwan nods reluctantly. They both look close to tears. She holds
her arms out to him and he steps forward to embrace her. He begins to
cry. |
Kiwan | (whispers)
I'm sorry, Aref. There's no other way. |
| The alarm
from Scene 4 starts abruptly. Both of them tense and look towards the
door. |
Kiwan | (muttering)
Damn computer. Got no tact, has it? (letting go of Aref) We'll
have to finish this discussion later. (turns away) Door. |
| The door
opens and Kiwan steps through. Aref stays where he is. She turns back
to him. He raises a hand to his eyes to brush away some of the tears
and steps forward. |
| Bridge.
Kiwan and Aref arrive from the rear, looking flustered. |
Computer | We are
receiving a distress signal from a Surveyor-class vessel. |
Kiwan | The same
one as before? |
Computer | Yes.
The vessel is within visual range. |
Kiwan | On-screen. |
| The screen
shows an expanse of water with an island in the middle. A ship,
similar to T93, rests on it. Its design has some subtle difference
that isn't obvious from this distance. T93 is moving towards it,
so it gradually gets bigger. |
Kiwan | Is it
operational? |
Computer | No. The
only detectable radiation is from the distress beacon. |
Kiwan | Then we're
probably too late. But open a broadcast channel. |
| Beep. |
Kiwan | Calling
Surveyor-class vessel in distress. This is Lieutenant Kiwan of the
Galactic Survey Ship T93. We're coming to your assistance. |
| Pause. She
waits for their reply, but hears nothing. |
Kiwan | Computer,
put that on a loop and let me know if they reply. |
Computer | Confirmed. |
| Exterior
of Surveyor nudging into place next to stricken ship. Back inside, it
is on the screen in close-up. Parts of it are badly damaged and there
is some wreckage scattered around on the island. |
Kiwan | It must've
been here a while to look like that. (pointing to a deep gouge on
the hull) Is that a plasma burn? |
Aref | I think so.
Maybe they had a disagreement with the monument as well. |
Kiwan | (shrugging)
Computer, send out a probe. |
Computer | Confirmed. |
| Exterior
shot of small probe detaching from Surveyor and moving towards wreck.
It stops outside the bulb at the front, on the starboard side. A
section of the hull slides away (airlock) and the probe moves inside. |
| Back
inside Surveyor. The screen is showing the view from the probe's
camera as it moves through the wreck. It is in the corridor just
after the airlock. |
Kiwan | Probe,
head for the bridge. |
| The probe
beeps to acknowledge. It reaches a T-junction and turns right. It
continues along this corridor, which ends in another airlock. There
is a pause, and this airlock opens. The probe passes through, onto
the bridge. The probe heads towards the two seats. It passes them and
turns round to look at them. Each seat is occupied by a leathery
corpse. |
Kiwan/Aref | (gasps
of surprise and shock) |
Computer | These
individuals have been dead for some time. All the crew are now
accounted for. Do you wish to search the rest of the vessel? |
Kiwan | Uh... yes.
Let us know if you find anything else. |
Computer | Confirmed. |
| They turn
away from the screen and look to each other. |
Kiwan | I know
what you're thinking. We couldn't have found them any
earlier. I think they were dead long before we picked up the signal
in orbit. |
Aref | How long do
you think they've been here? |
Kiwan | Impossible
to say. The air's sterile, so the corpses wouldn't decay. |
Aref | The
computer said there's no record of that ship, or any expedition
to this star system. |
| Kiwan
nods. |
Aref | Computer,
how far back do those records go? |
Computer | Two
thousand, seven hundred and twenty-one standard years. |
Kiwan | Look... I
may as well tell you what I know. There've been other derelicts
like this found, ships that weren't in the records. I've
seen one myself. Some of them have been dated - unofficially. They
vary from three thousand years old to over ten thousand. |
Aref | So we've
been surveying for four times longer than we have records? |
| Kiwan
nods. |
Aref | Where have
all those records gone, then? Has someone hidden them, or destroyed
them? |
Kiwan | It seems
unlikely. I think they've just been lost, or become corrupted.
Computer memory lasts longer than human, but it fades all the same. |
Aref | So - shall
I tell Station about what we've found? |
Kiwan | (shaking
her head) No. |
Aref | No? |
Kiwan | What's
the point? No-one there can see the significance of these wrecks. Or
they can't face it. |
Aref | What is the
significance? |
Kiwan | We've
been surveying so long that we're starting to go over the same
ground. And we don't realise that. |
Aref | Look - why
are we surveying the galaxy? |
Kiwan | To gather
data on habitable planets. Or so they tell us in training. But that
doesn't change much over ten thousand years. We must be
searching for something on one of those planets. |
Aref | What,
though? |
Kiwan | That's
just the point - we've forgotten what we're searching for.
Or even that we're searching at all. And that's the real
reason I want to leave Survey, not because I'm tired of you or
anything like that. There's nothing for anyone to do here
anymore. By forgetting our past, we've forfeited our future. |