Independence Day Page #17
General Grey moves to the President who slowly recovers.
GENERAL GREY:
Mr. President, are you okay?
Woozily the President sits up, a strange look in his eye.
PRESIDENT:
He wanted me to understand. He
communicated with me.
(turning to Grey)
They're like locusts. They travel
from planet to planet, their whole
civilization. After they've
consumed every natural resource
they move on. And we're next.
The President stands with a new resolve. He stares at the
dead alien on the floor.
PRESIDENT:
(cold)
Prepare a nuclear strike.
INT. STORAGE LAB - MINUTES LATER
The research staff are working near the recovered alien
attacker. Constance comes rushing in. She looks around for
David. Through the glass of one of the offices she sees him.
INT. OFFICES - CONTINUOUS
Holding a bottle of Jack Daniels, David fishes through a small
refrigerator as Constance enters.
DAVID:
Just my luck, no ice.
CONSTANCE:
I take it you've heard.
DAVID:
A toast to the end of the world.
David toasts her with the bottle, takes a swig.
CONSTANCE:
He didn't come to this decision
lightly.
David nods, he doesn't want to argue. He smiles cynically.
DAVID:
CONSTANCE:
He's a good man.
DAVID:
Better be. You left me for him.
CONSTANCE:
I wanted a career. Didn't you
ever want to be part of something
special?
DAVID:
I was part of something special.
Constance realizes he means their marriage. She's hurt him
and can see it. She turns and leaves.
CUT TO:
A black shadow is vaguely seen in the dark night. As we pass
some moonlit clouds we recognize the shadow is, in fact, a B-2
STEALTH BOMBER.
As we WIDEN, we see that the bomber is part of a squadron of
eight. These mighty winged giants fly together in attack
formation.
INT. COMMAND CENTER - ARE 51 - SAME
A tracking screen comes to life, eight blips flashing.
TECHNICIAN #1
We've got the AWAC on line.
Signals coming in low.
The President's group takes their position behind the
technicians.
The eight B-2 Stealth Bombers break formation, each heading
off to their different target destinations.
On a large map, we see the eight target destinations and the
planes heading for them.
PRESIDENT:
Who will we reach first?
COMMANDER:
Houston, Texas. Intercept ETA,
six minutes and counting down.
PRESIDENT:
Oh my God, Houston.
GENERAL GREY:
deserted. Civilian casualties
should be at a minimum, sir.
One map screen, ENLARGES, tracking the bomber on route to
Houston.
EXT. LIQUOR STORE - OUTSIDE HOUSTON - NIGHT
Looters take all they can carry through the broken glass store
front. A large heavily armored TANK rolls up front.
Nervous military technicians work equipment as their TANK
COMMANDER pulls down a periscope.
TANK COMMANDER POV - SPACE SHIP OVER HOUSTON
Through the periscopes cross-hairs we SEE downtown Houston,
the City Destroyer space ships settling in above it.
EXT. B-2 STEALTH BOMBER - SAME
Silhouetted against the shimmering waters on the bay, they
Stealth Bomber can be seen as it approaches Houston.
INT. B-2 STEALTH BOMBER - COCKPIT - SAME
The flight crew works their computers (similar readouts are
seen at command center). The Multi-Function Display (MFD)
flashing before each crew member.
PILOT:
We have laser targeting locked.
TECHNICIAN #1
Target is locked, sir. Do you
wish to deploy?
Everyone turns to the President who does not answer.
GENERAL GREY:
Mr. President, do you wish to
deploy.
Still there is no answer.
NIMZIKI:
Mr. President?
PRESIDENT:
(softly)
Deploy.
EXT. B-2 STEALTH BOMBER - WEAPONS BAY - SAME
The bay doors open and a large Tactical Nuclear Cruise Missile
drops down, flies parallel with the bomber as it adjusts its
radar and laser tracking. Suddenly it SHOOTS OFF.
INT. B-2 STEALTH BOMBER - SAME
We see the horizon twisting away as we bank off from target.
PILOT:
She's away.
On the big map we see one FLASHING target line tracking the
missile as it approaches Houston.
PRESIDENT:
(to himself)
INT. ARMORED TANK - OUTSIDE HOUSTON - NIGHT
The Tank Commander readjusts the periscope.
TANK COMMANDER POV - SPACE SHIP & B-2 STEALTH BOMBER
We follow the Cruise Missile as it guides itself on a direct
collision course with the space craft.
The targeting map shows how close the missile is, nearly on
top of the target. Everyone in the room holds their breath.
The nuke speeds closer. It HITS the protective shield and
WIDE ANGLE - HOUSTON
With the B-2 Stealth Bomber in the foreground, the city behind
it vanishes in a FLASH OF LIGHT, blinding us.
We can see the extent of the explosion on the targeting map,
tracking it -- an expanding ring around Houston.
NIMZIKI:
(excited)
It's a hit!
The others are still waiting. The monitor shows the night
vision picture of the growing MUSHROOM CLOUD rising above the
city.
The MUSHROOM CLOUD engulfs the horizon.
Rocked by the massive explosion, the shock wave ROCKS the
armored tank but doesn't destroy it.
The men inside are KNOCKED around, hard from the explosion.
NIMZIKI:
We got the bastards!
General Grey shoots Nimziki a look. The President holds up a
hand, silencing the room.
PRESIDENT:
Can they see it? Did it destroy
the target?
TANK COMMANDER'S POV THROUGH PERISCOPE - SAME
As the cloud begins to dissipate we see THE SPACE CRAFT IS
STILL THERE, completely unharmed.
TANK COMMANDER:
Negative. Target remains.
On the monitors as well, we can see the target remain. The
air is let out of the room, everyone deflated.
PRESIDENT:
Call them back.
NIMZIKI:
The other bombers might have more
luck. We shouldn't just give
up...
PRESIDENT:
I said call them back.
As the technicians call the bombers away, the President sinks
into a depression. His last hope of survival gone.
CUT TO:
EXT. EL TORO MARINE CORPS AIR STATION - NIGHT
Jasmine keeps Margaret company as the rest sleep around the
last flames of their campfire. From the worried expression on
Jasmine's face we can tell that Margaret has gotten worse, her
wounds bleeding badly.
A WIND kicks up, the sound of an ENGINE approaching. Jasmine
squints her eyes looking up into the wind when a BRIGHT LIGHT
engulfs her.
JASMINE'S POV - LIGHTS - NIGHT
Bright lights in the sky growing nearer. Slowly the others
begin to wake up, frightened as the lights INTENSIFY.
The others slowly begin to retreat but Jasmine stands, staring
defiantly. A smile creeps across her face as she sees that
TRANSPORT HELICOPTER
The Transport Helicopter touches down and Steve leaps out,
racing towards Jasmine. Overwhelmed, Jasmine jumps into his
arms.
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