NEURAL ASHES, PAGE 1-3
PAGE 1-3 (UK VERSION)
I've seen
things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off shoulder of Orion.
I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those
moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.
Roy Batty, Blade Runner
EXT. STUFFY STREET IN A SEEDY NEIGHBORHOOD
–– DAY
The year
is 2035. A seedy neighborhood somewhere in South London (or Birmingham,
Manchester, Liverpool, Glasgow, ...)
HELLEN
WHITLOCK, a handsome but tired looking woman in her forties, walks the street
carrying a large rucksack. She looks around nervously before opening the front
door of an apartment block. She enters.
INT. HALL OF THE APARTMENT BLOCK
–– DAY
She opens the letterbox in the hall and takes out an
envelope with nothing written on it. Inside is a small note. She reads it,
crumples it up and puts it in her coat pocket together with the envelope.
Then she opens the door of her apartment on the ground
floor, and goes inside.
INT. HALLWAY IN HELLEN’S APARTMENT –– DAY
She hangs up her coat. In the hallway is a folded
wheelchair.
HELLEN (calling)
Liz,
you’re there?
A light pops on above the room at the end of the hallway.
Hellen goes to the room and opens the door.
INT. LIZ’S ROOM –– DAY
Hellen walks in. Her daughter LIZ (14) is sitting on her
bed (a futuristic dentist chair), strapped in with a couple of elastic bands. On
her hands white gloves covered with wires and electrodes. Next to her is a
screen with a movable arm. Apparently by itself the arm moves to the side.
LIZ (Voice Over)
Hi mum,
how was your day?
Liz’s Voice Over sounds like a natural voice of a young
teenage girl, but Liz does not move her mouth. Only her eyes move.
HELLEN
Good. Very
good, actually. Just did some shopping, the usual. And, brought
the new training set that I promised you.
LIZ (Voice Over)
Thanks,
great! Where did you find it?
HELLEN
You
don’t wanna know, believe me. So did you do your exercises?
Meanwhile, Hellen checks Liz’s arms, legs and a
smartwatch on Liz’s wrist, attached to one of the gloves. She checks under the
chair, and takes away a black bag (presumably with Liz's feces and
urine). She throws the bag in a sort of diaper bin just around the corner of
Liz’s room, and returns with an empty black bag that she attaches to a tube somewhere
under the chair.
LIZ (Voice Over)
If I concentrate, I can feel my fingertips. Isn’t that great?
Hellen checks the smartwatch, scrolls a bit.
HELLEN
Indeed,
I see there’s some action there. Let’s try this new set.
LIZ (Voice Over)
Yes,
yes, please!
Hellen puts a sort of electrode cap on Liz’s head, who
closes her eyes in anticipation. Then she holds her phone against the cap for a
few seconds. Liz blinks her eyes a couple of times.
LIZ (Voice Over)
I feel
it. Getting stronger. Wow!
Hellen lets out a deep sigh and closes her eyes. She
massages her forehead, as if she tries to massage away a migraine.
The doorbell rings.
INT. HALLWAY IN HELLEN’S APARTMENT –– DAY
She walks back into the hallway and looks on a small
screen that shows the outside of the apartment block’s entrance. She sees the
face of her former colleague and friend GAIL DOHERTY (45), looking into the
camera.
GAIL
Hellen,
please let me in. I’ve got some news I wanna share.
HELLEN
Hi Gail.
Hellen pushes a button next to the screen, and we hear a
door outside open up. The screen turns black. Hellen stares at it for a few seconds,
pensative. Then she goes to the door of the apartment. She looks through the spyhole.
Again she sees Gail’s face, smiling. Hellen opens the door.
Suddenly Gail’s face is gone. GEOFFREY
JONES (35), a tall man with one glass eye and a grim smile, lowers the phone
that he held up to the spyhole. Next to him stand two other shady characters,
HILL and MURPHY. Behind them FRED JENKINS (50), with an ugly scar on his chin.
JONES
Hellen.
Remember me? We tried to contact you but couldn’t reach you. Why didn’t you reply
to the letters we’ve sent?
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