Ex Machina Page #7
- Year:
- 2014
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Even more so because her face fills the screen, hiding the
mechanical parts of her form.
Throughout, we never clearly see what AVA is actually
drawing.
END ON -
CALEB. Glazed.
Then ABRUPTLY -
- the TV goes dead.
And the digital alarm clock goes dead.
And the windowless room is plunged into total darkness, and
total silence. As if the house had been previously filled
with a soft hum of power, which we were unaware of until it
was gone.
In this, we hear CALEB breathing.
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Power cut. Back up power
activated.
Soft emergency lighting comes on.
CALEB hesitates a moment.
Then gets out of bed.
Goes to his bedroom door.
Beside the keycard plate, the LED is red.
He swipes it with his card.
AUTOMATED VOICE (CONT'D)
Full facility lock-down until main
generator is restored.
CALEB:
... Are you kidding?
He tries his card again.
30.
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Full facility lock-down until main
generator is restored.
CALEB looks around his windowless room.
Which suddenly has the quality of a prison cell.
Beats pass.
Then -
- as abruptly as the power went off, it comes back again.
The emergency lighting goes off, the TV and digital alarm
clock turn back on.
AUTOMATED VOICE (CONT'D)
Power restored.
CALEB stands in the flickering TV light.
Then he tries his card again.
This time, the LED turns blue, and the door opens. Revealing
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INT. HOUSE/GLASS CORRIDOR - NIGHT
CALEB walks out of his room.
The glass corridor illuminates as CALEB enters.
Ahead, one of the doors off the corridor is ajar.
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INT. HOUSE/POLLOCK ROOM - NIGHT
CALEB enters the room with the open door.
It appears to be empty. Still and silent. Low lit.
Only one area is properly illuminated: a wall, on which a
large JACKSON POLLOCK drip painting hangs.
CALEB walks towards it. Studies the strange strands of
looping colour for a moment.
A TELEPHONE, on a low table.
CALEB walks over to it, with a half glance over his shoulder,
as if sensing he is doing something that - obscurely - he
shouldn't.
Then he picks up the handset.
It's dead.
31.
He hits some buttons.
It stays dead.
There is a slot by the phone.
CALEB puts two and two together. He reaches into his pocket.
Pulls out his KEYCARD. Puts it in the slot...
... and a light on the handset glows red.
NATHAN:
Sorry, dude.
CALEB startles. Turns.
NATHAN is lying on a sofa. A bottle of Peroni rests on his
stomach. On the carpet beside him are a couple of empties.
NATHAN (CONT'D)
You don't have clearance to use the
phone.
NATHAN'S voice is very slightly slurred.
NATHAN (CONT'D)
You understand. Given Ava. And
you being kind of an unknown. I
mean - a great guy, and so on.
Instant pals. But...
CALEB puts the handset back in its cradle.
NATHAN (CONT'D)
Who did you want to call?
CALEB:
I don't know. No one really.
NATHAN:
Ghostbusters.
CALEB:
What?
NATHAN:
Who'd ya want to call?
Ghostbusters. You don't remember
that? It's a good movie. A ghost
gives Dan Ackroyd oral sex.
CALEB:
I was wondering how the phone
worked. That's all.
NATHAN:
Uh huh.
32.
Beat.
NATHAN (CONT'D)
What are you doing awake at this
time, anyway? Did you come to join
the party?
CALEB:
... Something happened in my room.
Some kind of power cut. So I came
to see what's going on.
NATHAN:
Ah. The power cuts. Yeah, we've
been getting them recently. I'm,
uh... working on it.
CALEB:
I couldn't open the door to the
bedroom.
NATHAN:
It's a security measure. Automatic
lockdown. Otherwise anyone could
open the place up just by disabling
the juice.
NATHAN smiles.
NATHAN (CONT'D)
If it happens again, relax. Okay?
CALEB:
Sure.
NATHAN lifts his beer.
NATHAN:
Sweet dreams.
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EXT. MOUNTAINS - NIGHT
Above the mountains, dense star constellations wheel in the
clear sky.
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INT. HOUSE/CALEB'S BEDROOM - MORNING
CALEB is woken by light flooding on to his face.
The door to his room has been opened.
Outside is the bright glass corridor.
CALEB sits up to see a GIRL entering his room.
33.
She looks Japanese. She's stunningly pretty. And she
doesn't say anything.
Just walks in, carrying a tray with a cafetiere, which she
puts on CALEB'S bedside table.
CALEB:
... Hi.
The JAPANESE GIRL doesn't answer.
Just turns, and leaves.
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EXT. GARDEN/GYM AREA - DAY
In the garden, near the hanging punch bag, there is an
outdoor gym area. A collection of free-weights and exercise
equipment.
NATHAN is lying on an inclined board, with his feet hooked
around a bar, doing sit ups.
CALEB approaches, carrying his coffee.
NATHAN continues to exercise as he talks.
NATHAN:
Hey. Sorry to send Kyoko to wake
you, man. I just didn't want too
much of the day to slip by.
CALEB:
No. It was a good thing. Thank
you.
NATHAN:
She's some alarm clock, huh? Gets
you right up in the morning.
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