Interstellar Page #4

EXT. ROADSIDE -- DAY

Cooper examines the flattened tire. Looks at his older son.

COOPER:

Get the spare, Tom.

TOM:

That is the spare.

COOPER:

All right. We'll use the patch kit.

He moves to the back of the truck. Murph suddenly looks

very glum.

MURPH:

I... I think the patch kit might not

be there...

(off his look)

Because I was using it for my bike.

Cooper looks down at the dirt. Sighs.

COOPER:

Murph's law.

MURPH:

(CONFUSED)

What's that?

Tom snorts with laughter. Turns to his dad.

TOM:

The kid doesn't even know what he

was named after...

Cooper shoots Tom a look -- enough.

TOM (CONT'D)

Murph's law means what can go wrong

will go wrong.

Murph, looking hurt, walks off. Cooper turns to his son.

COOPER:

Find something to patch it with.

TOM:

How am I supposed to do that?

11.

COOPER:

Figure it out. I'm not always going

to be here to help you.

Cooper leaves Tom to catch up with his younger son, who is

looking out over the river.

MURPH:

Is that really why I'm named Murph,

dad?

COOPER:

Listen to me. Murph's law doesn't

mean that. It means what can happen

will happen. All kinds of things.

Good or bad. And that's the way you

want it to be.

MURPH:

Why?

COOPER:

Because if nothing ever happened to

you then you wouldn't learn anything.

Murph is staring off into the distance. He's heard something.

COOPER (CONT'D)

Murph?

Then Cooper hears it, too. A LOW RUMBLING SOUND. Cooper

looks out over the river. Then he turns back and tackles

his son to the ground.

Suddenly, a MASSIVE AIRPLANE SOARS overhead, so close they

can almost touch it. It bounces the truck on its suspension,

then soars off over the fields behind them.

Cooper grabs Murph and races back to the truck. He pulls a

laptop and an antenna made out of a Pringles can out of the

back of the truck. He hands the laptop and antenna to Murph.

COOPER (CONT'D)

Get in.

Tom is still standing by the side of the road, wrestling

with the jack.

TOM:

What about the tire?

INT. TRUCK -- MOMENTS LATER

The truck is SMASHING through the cornfields as fast as Cooper

can push it on three good tires.

12.

Murph is hurriedly firing up the laptop and connecting it to

the directional antenna.

Cooper is straining to see through the cornstalks, scanning

the horizon.

TOM:

OVER THERE-

To the right, the dark shape of the Russian drone appears,

flying low over the fields. Cooper jerks the wheel--

EXT. RIVER -- DAY

The truck BURSTS out of the corn and SPLASHES across the

river and into an old, abandoned suburban housing development

in the valley below, planted over with corn.

Half a mile in front of them, the Russian drone is still

hugging the ground. It has impossibly long, skinny wings,

like an old U-2 surveillance plane, but no cockpit. The

tops of its wings are covered in black solar cells.

INT. TRUCK -- DAY

Murph is fiddling with the computer. His older brother takes

the computer from him and fires up emulation software.

COOPER:

It's a Chinese military drone. Solar

cells could power an entire farm.

(TO TOM)

Take the wheel.

Cooper hands Murph the Pringles can antenna.

COOPER (CONT'D)

Keep it pointed right at it, OK?

Murph nods. Tom takes the wheel as his dad works the laptop,

trying to communicate with the huge Russian drone. The screen

fills with Cyrillic characters.

COOPER (CONT'D)

Faster, Tom. I'm losing it.

Tom WEAVES the truck at speed through the old, curved streets

of the development, past oversized suburban mansions planted

over with corn.

They round a corner and come face-to-face with a robot

harvester. Tom jerks the wheel to avoid it.

BANG -- the truck loses a wing mirror against the flank of

the combine.

13.

EXT. SUBURBAN DEVELOPMENT -- DAY

Tom guides the truck from street to street, trying to chart

a straight path across the fields. The truck BOUNCES as it

SMASHES through an old picket fence.

Ahead, the drone is soaring, banking, pulling away.

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