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EXT. CLIFFSIDE, NEW JERSEY - LATER
The New York skyline behind him across the Hudson, David jumps
off his bike, and races towards a row of tract houses.
EXT. MOISHE'S TRACT HOUSE - SECONDS LATER
David BANGS on the door. It flies open. Moishe is holding a
hunting rifle, pointing it at David.
DAVID:
Pops!
MOISHE:
The television said they've
started with the looting already
Vultures.
DAVID:
You still got the Olds?
MOISHE:
You want to borrow the car? You
don't have a license.
DAVID:
That's okay. You're driving.
CUT TO:
INT. JASMINE'S HOUSE - DAY
Steve, wearing his Marine flight officer uniform, shoves the
last of his things into his duffel bag. We notice there are
small figurines of dolphins everywhere. Jasmine hovers
nervously behind him.
JASMINE:
You can't go. Call them back.
STEVE:
Baby, you know how it is. I have
to report to El Toro right away.
JASMINE:
You said you were on leave for the
Fourth.
STEVE:
They cancelled it. Why are you
acting like this?
Jasmine grabs the blinds and yanks them away. We SEE the
alien craft through the window.
JASMINE:
Why? That's why. That thing
scares the piss out of me.
EXT. DEBROW HOUSE - CONTINUOUS
Dylan sits behind the wheel pretending to drive. Steve grabs
him, pulling him out. He reaches into his duffel, grabs a small
brown paper bag.
STEVE:
Here. I got these for you. Be
careful with them.
Dylan opens the bag; fireworks. Jasmine walks over.
DYLAN:
Cool.
Steve tosses his gear into the back, opens his door.
JASMINE:
Wait. I have to tell you
something.
STEVE:
What?
JASMINE:
(loses her nerve)
Be careful.
STEVE:
Look, after your shift tonight,
why don't you grab Dylan and come
stay with me on base.
JASMINE:
Really? You don't mind?
STEVE:
(smiling)
Naw. I'll just tell my other
girlfriends they can't come over
tonight.
Pissed, she hits him. He loves it.
JASMINE:
You know, you're not as charming
as you think you are.
STEVE:
Yes, I am.
JASMINE:
Dick-weed!
STEVE:
Butt-munch.
They kiss. Steve hops into his car and peels out. Jasmine
takes the bag from Dylan.
JASMINE:
I'll take these.
DYLAN:
Mommmmmm...
CUT TO:
EXT. JERSEY - HIGHWAY - LATER THAT DAY
A perfectly preserved '68 Olds drives cautiously down the
highway. Around him we see other cars packed to the gills as
they make their escape from New York.
INT. OLDS - SAME
Not the most confident driver, Moishe holds the steering wheel
close to his chest.
MOISHE:
It's the White House, for crying
out loud. You can't just drive up
and ring the bell.
DAVID:
Can't this thing go any faster?
MOISHE:
You think they don't know what you
know? Believe me, they know. She
works for the President. They
know everything.
DAVID:
They don't know this.
MOISHE:
And you're going to educate them?
Tell me something, you're so smart
how come you spent eight years at
M.I.T. to become a cable
repairman?
DAVID:
Dad...
MOISHE:
All I'm saying is they've got
people who handle these things,
David. They want HBO, they'll
call you.
CUT TO:
INT. HOTEL LOUNGE, LOS ANGELES - LATE AFTERNOON
Mrs. Whitmore is at a house phone. Behind her we see several
news crews waiting for interviews.
PRESIDENT WHITMORE
(filtered through phone)
I want you out of there.
MARGARET:
people calm. It's the right thing
to do. I'm not going to let them
criticize you for it.
INT. WHITMORE BEDROOM - WHITE HOUSE - SAME
The President sits on his bed, his daughter lays next to him,
watching T.V. The signal distortion is getting worse.
PRESIDENT WHITMORE
Okay, fine but the second your
interviews are done, I have a
helicopter ready to take you to
Nellis Air Force...
MARGARET:
(filtered)
How's the munchkin?
PRESIDENT WHITMORE
She's glued to the T.V., just like
the rest of the world. I love you
too. Here she is...
He hands Patty the phone as General Grey and Nimziki appear in
the doorway. The President walks over to them.
GENERAL GREY:
More ships keep arriving, fifteen
in total so far.
NIMZIKI:
This is crazy. We're loosing our
first strike capabilities!
GENERAL GREY:
We're trying to communicate with
them on all frequencies but we're
getting nowhere. Atlantic Command
is working on a type of visual
communication.
PRESIDENT WHITMORE
What the hell are they up to?
CUT TO:
A long crowded highway of people trying to escape from Los
Angeles can be seen in the distance. The huge space craft
hovering behind them.
Miguel is on the roof of the trailer, adjusting the T.V.
antenna trying to get a picture. Suddenly the image clears
and we SEE a group of people in a crowded hallway.
REPORTER:
(filtered)
arrested today attempting to land
On the T.V. we SEE Russell being escorted to a police car.
Mortified, Miguel can't believe what he's seeing.
RUSSELL:
They've got to do something.
I was abducted by space aliens ten
years ago. They did all kinds of
experiments on me. They've been
studying us for years, learning
our weakness. We've go to do
something before they kill us all!
TROY (O.S.)
Just as Troy starts to climb up, Miguel changes the channel to
Mrs. Whitmore. Troy sits down next to Miguel.
MRS. WHITMORE
(filtered)
...we need to remain calm. As
more people decide to leave the
cities, safety is key...
MIGUEL:
Troy, you remember Uncle Hector,
from Tucson?
TROY:
He's got that SEGA Saturn CD, 64
bit, right?
MIGUEL:
Yeah. What would you think if we
went there to live for a while?
TROY:
That'd be cool!
Miguel thinks for a second, makes a decision.
MIGUEL:
Pack up, we're going.
Miguel jumps down from the roof. Troy climbs down the ladder.
TROY:
(yelling after him)
What about Dad?
Kissing. It's getting hot. Alicia laughs, pushes him away.
OLDER BOY:
This could be our last night on
Earth. You don't want to die a
virgin, do you?
ALICIA:
What makes you think I'm a virgin?
The Older Boy is taken off guard. Before he can answer the
tarp they were hiding under is ripped away. Miguel stands
there.
MIGUEL:
Come on, we're going.
ALICIA:
I'm not going anywhere...
Miguel grabs her by the wrist and pulls her away.
EXT. FREEWAY - OUTSIDE WASHINGTON - NIGHT
We see the long highway leading to Washington, the space ship
hovering above it. One side of the freeway is packed solid,
the other completely empty, save for one car...
INT. MOISHE'S OLDS - NIGHT
Moishe looks to the other side of the freeway, jam packed. On
his side, they are the only car for miles.
MOISHE:
The whole world is trying to get
out of Washington and we're the
only schmucks trying to get in.
As Moishe drives, David distracts him as he unpacks his
backpack unloading his laptop. He grabs a CD.
MOISHE (cont'd)
What the hell is that?
DAVID:
This, pops, is every phone book in
America.
MOISHE:
You think an important person like
Constance is going to be listed?
DAVID:
phone listed, for emergencies.
Sometimes it's just her first
initial, sometime her nickname...
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