Ice Twisters Page #3

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Plus I can't promise continual funding,

with a mess like this.

We'll, what am I gonna tell Joanne?

We're seeing more confirmed casualties.

Don't tell her anything.

You don't work for her, you work for me.

Those things stay up in the air.

There's too much at risk

to take them things down now.

I have to go.

Eric!

Oh, my God!

Is that a tornado?

I'm filming it.

- You're gonna do what?

- I'm gonna shoot it.

Hold on!

Nice little fly by night

operation you got here.

It's a mobile unit, Charlie.

Ever seen one?

- Sir?

- Here.

- Gary...

- Phil!

Yeah.

- Can you check this out?

- I got it.

- Gary...

- Yeah. I know who this is.

Hi.

Hello.

I have work to do.

What's eating him?

He's a little busy right now.

Not everyone's a fan.

- Ash!

- Yeah.

- You okay?

- Yeah. I think so.

- What does that mean?

No, I'm okay.

- Is anything broken?

- No, I said I'm okay.

You?

No, I'm fine.

I think.

Why is it freezing?

I don't know.

What happened

to the other car?

I don't know. It must... must've

got sucked away or something.

I can't get any service.

Great. The truck is stuck.

What are we gonna do now?

I guess we try and walk

to the TV station.

The truck's not gonna get us

anywhere.

- Okay?

- Okay.

- A hell of a day, huh?

- Oh, yeah.

Ah, shoot!

My camera.

What are you doing?

Hey, do you remember the last time

a confirmed twister hit this area?

- About ten minutes ago?

- No, before that.

- No.

- How's "never"?

Do we have workups

on the storms?

Uh... right here, guys.

Have we mapped them yet?

Everything's right there, Jo.

No, she means

if you started to profile it.

Excuse me?

She's looking

for a pattern here.

Okay, could someone please tell the...

fiction writer...

not to tell me

how to do my job?

The first storm hit here

and then there were two more.

The whole area's unstable,

they storms poping up everywhere.

There mandatory evacuation

of five counties, including this one.

It looks like it's growing,

but I can't make out any pattern yet.

Other than the fact

that there is no pattern.

- I thought I just said that.

- Uh... you did, Gary.

What're you guys, twins?

Relax, guys.

We're all trying to figure this out.

Jo, These are completely

unpredictable...

we're only getting signatures

after they're formed,

and too late to do anything about it.

And therein lies a pattern.

Is he writing riddles now?

What is your point, Charlie?

In my latest book,

my little hero...

solved the CO2 emissions problem,

but he didn't solve global warming.

CO2 levels continued to rise.

Pockets of long buried CO2...

melted out of glaciers

and receding ice caps.

You see the consequences

had consequences.

My little hero was so buried

in the human equation,

he missed the bigger picture.

A systemic reaction.

Well, we're still missing the point.

He's saying, we're not looking

in the right place.

It took a long way

to get there.

I'm a fiction writer.

We, uh... tend to do that.

You see the seraphs are simply

the match, the storms are the fire...

we just have to figure out

where the fuel is coming from.

Well, I bet you already have

an idea, don't you Charlie?

There's a very loud sonic boom,

during the storm.

You, uh... heard thunder.

No, no, it wasn't thunder.

It was something else,

these seraphs you say, they make the clouds

and then seed them with silver iodide?

How exactly are they doing this?

These tiny wind turbines

supply power to their propulsion systems...

so there's no limit to how long

they can stay airborne.

Once up, each one has a

memory shared moisture evaporator...

designed to condense liquid nitrogen

over the upper atmosphere.

Upper atmosphere?

I thought these were

in Troposphere.

They are. Right at the ceiling,

just below the Tropopause.

It's useless.

The chips are fried.

We're not getting anything off it.

Question! What were your temp readings

during your control storms?

Normal.

The storms don't affect the temps.

Oh, they don't?

There was a massive change of temperature,

when the storm hit Harrisford.

It was a near freezing water

where I pulled that thing out of.

What are you getting at?

Anyone have a marker?

A pen?

Behind you.

The seraphs are here...

taking any moisture

in the atmosphere...

and processing it

into liquid nitrogen, right,

making this area here

extremely dry at first.

Even if the clouds form here...

this area is nearly

devoid of moisture, right?

Correct me if I'm wrong?

- No, you're right.

- Alright.

There's a sub atomic

reaction happening...

it's drawing moisture

from the upper atmosphere...

the effect of this process,

is creating... vertical weather.

Come on, you know

it doesn't work like that, Charlie.

No, it hasn't like that.

It is now.

The boom I heard

has got to be the pauses...

that separate the layers of this

atmosephere, being shredded apart,

that would account for the severe drop

in temperature...

and would also account

for the fact...

that you can't predict

where these storms are coming from.

Well, that is absolute fiction.

We've been on this project

for 3 years now...

But you can't explain

why this is happening, can you?

Hm?

Any of you?

The reason you can't track

these storms...

because they're not

happening here.

They're starting here

and forcing their way down.

I've heard enough of this.

What?

Something I said?

Damon.

Look, Jo. We have a real problem

on our hands...

I'm not gonna stand around here and listen

to this joker concoct his next book idea.

I know. Let's just get the seraphs down,

collect the data and we'll know for sure.

What? You did get the order, right?

Frank is taking them down.

No. The seraphs aren't coming.

And you're just

telling me this now?

Jo, calm down, okay?

It's not our call.

Frank wants them

to complete their cycle.

If we took them down now he's gonna

put a plug in the whole project.

- Over my dead body.

- Jo.

Jo!

Sir, I have Joanne Dyson

on the line for you.

Sir?

Take a message.

You're telling me

you don't see that?

See what? I have no idea

of what you're talking about.

It's like a circle over there...

it kinda fades

and then darkens.

Oh, yeah, yeah, look at that cloud.

It kinda looks like a circus cloud.

Oh, oh, and that one looks like

a chihuahua riding a tricycle.

I'm serious.

No, I think the accident

permanently damaged your brain.

Are you still cold?

No. Not anymore.

Are you?

No.

Seems to have warmed up

a bit, huh?

And that's

not weird to you?

Oh, I didn't think much about it, I mean.

Before I was cold and now I'm not.

Yeah, it was near freezing earlier.

I mean, normally, one would have to be

in the deserts of Mongolia...

to experience a weather change

that drastic...

and this one happened in what?

Course of an hour or less?

Eric, it's getting cold again.

- We need to find shelter.

- Yes.

- Come on.

- I'm seriously scared.

It's okay, it's okay.

We're gonna be fine.

I just can't believe

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