Lost in Space Page #11

The airlock has opened enough for our heroes to duck inside.

JOHN:

Will, get the Robot in here.

The Robot stands in the open portal, covered by spiders, their fangs

shredding his hull, his electrical charge beginning to SHORT.

INT.-JUPITER TWO

Will is throwing off the monsters, Extending the Robot's antenna spikes

and scanner dishes to skewer spiders that are squeezing by.

WILL:

I can't move him without letting the

spiders into the ship.

INT.-PROBE SHIP-DOCKING BAY

JOHN:

Leave him behind.

INT.-JUPITER TWO

WILL:

I'm sorry, Robot.

INT.-JUPITER TWO-DOCKING BAY

A spider pushes past the Robot, head slipping around his metallic body,

bent on reaching the airlock and the crew within.

INT.-JUPITER TWO-AIRLOCK

JOHN:

Seal it. Now!

Don hits a switch just as a spider breaks free, rushing towards the

dropping airlock door. Smith recoils from the swiping talon.

SMITH'S BACK-CLOSE. A tiny rand and beneath, a razor thin incision.

THE DOOR drops, the spider's arm, still twitching, severed inside the

airlock.

INT.-JUPITER TWO

The inner airlock door Opens. The crew tumble in.

JOHN:

Get us out of here.

Don is already powering up the ship's engines as Smith tries separating

himself from the tiny lizard monkey.

SMITH:

Get this cloying gargoyle off of me.

He throws the beast hard across the bridge. The creature hits the wall,

SCREECHING, begins racing across consoles.

John has strapped in beside Don.

JOHN:

Get me an external view.

A MONITOR shows the hull of the Jupiter Two. More spiders are leaping

onto the ship, attaching themselves to the hull.

JOHN:

Prepare to disengage.

THE LIZARD MONKEY skitters up the back of Penny's chair, over her head,

getting tangled in her hair before jumping into her lap.

PENNY:

Get it off me. Get it off.

Penny in frantically wiping the hair from her face. The tiny creature

on her lap begins a perfect imitation of Penny.

Don releases the docking ring, glances at the Monitor. The hull of the

ship is now entirely covered with spiders.

WEST:

Initiating separation.

LIZARD MONKEY'S EYES widen in terror as the ship SHAKES, burying its

head in Penny's chest. A beat. Then Penny hugs the tiny beast.

PENNY:

It's okay. Everything's going to be

alright.

But she sounds anything but sure.

WEST:

We're clear. Everybody hang on.

INT.-JUPITER TWO

The Jupiter Two's engines BLOW, peeling into the endless night.

INT.-JUPITER TWO

(OVER) ALARMS sound.

JUDY:

I think those things were using the

probe ship as a way to trap food.

WEST:

That I s probably what happened to

the monkey's parents. We were going

to be desert.

MAUREEN:

But what happened to the crew?

JOHN:

Nothing good.

WEST:

We're not out of the woods yet.

ON SCREEN. The hull of the Jupiter Two is covered with the giant

spiders, their teeth cutting through the outer hull.

WEST:

Let's see how these monsters like a

hundred thousand volts.

EXT.-JUPITER TWO

The hull glows with electricity. The spiders fly off into space, their

limbs and heads retracting.

WEST:

And the crowd goes wild.

SMITH:

Recall your nightmares from

childhood, Major. Monsters are rarely

so easily dissuaded.

(OVER) a THUNK. Then another. A third.

ON SCREEN-The spiders shoot webs from their bellies, attaching to the

Jupiter, land on the hull again, re-extending their limbs, starting to

burrow once more.

WEST:

Persistent bastards.

JOHN:

Can you hit them again?

WEST:

Every time I electrify the hull, I'm

draining our systems. Once or twice

more and we're going to be dead in

space.

SMITH:

A fate I fear may be inevitable one

way or another.

Maureen emerges from the airlock holding the spider's severed limb in

metal tongs. Carries it to her life sciences analyzer.

JOHN:

That's the same expression you had

when my mother came to stay with us.

MAUREEN'S MONITOR-CLOSE. A graphic of the severed spider leg. A small

line begins to extrapolate to the rest of the figure. Musculature and

flesh are drawn in on the screen.

MAUREEN:

DNA extrapolation - coming up.

Silicone based. Admantium shell and

lack of respiratory system suggest an

ability to live in deep space. Tiny

front brain implies communal

relationships. More like bees.

VIEWS CREEN -CLOSE. More and more spider are spiraling from the probe

ship, all heading toward the Jupiter Two.

WEST:

There are thousands of those things

Maureen is working the COMPUTER.

MAUREEN:

They may be attracted to heat and

light.

Don begins typing.

WEST:

With the right command codes, I can

light up the probe ship from here.

MONITOR-CLOSE. More spiders are hitting the bull.

WEST:

Damn. No response.

JOHN:

Command codes are sequenced. Try the next series.

WEST:

But they won't work until the next

fleet of ships are built. That's at

least two years away.

JOHN:

Just do it.

Don begins entering command codes.

The mighty probe ship begins to power up, engines glowing red as they

begin their initial BURN.

WEST:

How did you know?

JOHN:

Think about it, Don. The ships's

advanced technology. Your friend

looking old. What if that ship is

from our future?

COMPUTER:

Warning. Outer hull has been

compromised.

SCREEN-CLOSE. Spiders are eating through the outer hull.

MAUREEN:

It's not working.

JOHN:

Can you get the fusion drive on line?

EXT.-SPACE

THE PROBE SHIP'S fusion drives FIRE. A few of the spiders divert back

toward the probe ship. But most still head for the Jupiter.

INT.-JUPITER TWO

WEST:

Let's turn up the heat.

Don engages the THRUSTERS, grabs the throttle.

EXT.-SPACE

The Jupiter Two banks toward the probe ship, heading directly for the

wake of the fusion drives.

INT.-JUPITER TWO

COMPUTER (OVER)

Warning. Inner hull breach in twenty

seconds.

JOHN:

Give them a little encouragement.

WEST:

Electrifying outer hull ... now.

EXT.-JUPITER TWO

The outer bull flashes with electricity, the spiders jumping off. Don

pilots the craft directly through the wake of the fusion drive.

The spiders jump off, begin attaching themselves to the nacelles of the

giant probe ship.

INT.-JUPITER TWO

ON SCREEN the giant spiral of spiders in now heading back towards the

giant probe ship.

JOHN:

Get us out of here. Fast.

Don looks at John a beat, then he begins working the controls.

JOHN:

What are you doing?

WEST:

Never leave an enemy stronghold

intact. One of your father's first

rules of engagement.

Don hits a button. On the remote control console a readout begins to

flash. The message is simple: FUSION DRIVE-OVERLOAD.

JOHN:

Don, stop. That's a direct order. We

might need to salvage-

WEST:

This is a military emergency. That

means I'm in command.

JOHN:

Don, no. I'm ordering you-

WEST:

I hate spiders.

Don hits a button. The panel light flashes: OVERLOAD.

WEST:

Hang on, it I a gonna be a bumpy

ride.

Don angles the ship away, punching the thrusters as the probe ship's

engines begins to glow.

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