Lost in Space Page #3

INT.-WILL'S ROOM-SUNSET

Penny enters a strewn, boy' a world. Will is trying to select items to

place in a single packing canister marked: PERSONAL CARGO.

WILL:

Will there be boys on Alpha Centuri?

What will I wear?

PENNY:

When we wake up in ten years the video

journals of Penny Robinson, Space

Captive, will be devoured by millions.

I will be world famous. You on the

other hand, will have been totally

forgotten.

Penny shows the camera her arm, covered by strings of ribbons.

PENNY:

The Space Captive has decided to wear

ribbons of support for fellow

sufferers as she is dragged into deep

space, green for the ecological

issues, white for human rights

WILL:

You'd probably gag if I described the

secondary infections loss of

circulation can cause.

Penny seems about to speak, instead just smiles, goes to his bed and

pulls off the sheets, begins knotting them together.

WILL:

What are you grinning at?

PENNY:

I just found an upside to this

mission. The thought of jettisoning

your body into deep space.

Penny knots the sheets into a rope, ties it to the bed-post. Will lifts

several palm-sized gold-plated stars. Each reads: 1st prize.

WILL:

Dad says Don't bring them. Like

anything I do matters to him.

PENNY:

He never showed, huh?

WILL:

Maybe if I had actually broken the

time barrier he would have paid

attention.

PENNY:

Don't let him get to you, kiddo. He

just gets busy with work is all.

Penny tosses the rope out the window, prepares to climb.

WILL:

So, that's a no to family dinner?

PENNY:

Let's see, do I spend my last night on

Earth watching Mom and Dad pretend not

to be fighting again or get in ten

years of making-out at the mall ...

you do the math.

WILL:

Mom's gonna go thermal.

PENNY:

What's she gonna do. Ground me?

CHAPTER 4:
Major West

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INT.-SPACE COMMAND-CORRIDOR

John and the General walk the metal passageway.

JOHN:

We're lucky they didn't press on

Daniels, condition.

GENERAL:

I figured a chance to look at the ship

would keep the dogs at bay.

JOHN:

Ben, I'm worried about jamming in a

replacement pilot at the last second.

My family' a on this mission. I need

someone who's more than just spit and

polish.

GENERAL:

I've got your man. He just doesn't

know it yet.

The General palms an access panel. A door hisses open to reveal...

INT.-SPACE COMMAND- CONFERENCE ROOM-CONTINUOUS

A figure stands staring silently out the window. Don West. He offers a

salute. By his eyes, West is clearly agitated.

GENERAL:

At ease, Major.

WEST:

Sir, why was I pulled off active duty?

I salvaged my craft and Jeb's. I'll

fight a court martial, General.

GENERAL:

Do you know Professor Robinson?

WEST:

By reputation only.

(to John)

Your father's battle strategies were

required reading at the Academy.

GENERAL:

How much do you know about the Jupiter

Mission, Major?

WEST:

The Jupiter is fully automated. The

pilot flies the ship out of the solar

system and lands on Alpha Prime. It's

a baby sitting job, sir.

GENERAL:

Major, you are aware Earth's resources

are severely limited.

WEST:

Every schoolchild knows our recycling

technologies will save the

environment. Sending a family across

the galaxy is a publicity stunt to

sell soda to people of all ages.

GENERAL:

What I am about to tell you is

classified. Every schoolchild

has been lied to. The recycling

technologies have failed. In

less than two decades Earth will be

unable to support human life.

GENERAL:

We spun the ad campaign to give the

mission a friendly face, keep people

from panicking in the streets. We

partnered with Coke because the 900

billion this mission cost would have

bankrupted the government. The

SinoJordanian Alliance knows the truth

as well as we do. They hope to reach

Alpha Prime first - And if they do,

I guarantee you, they will not share

the Dimondium with Western Demons like

us. our crops will wither. We will be

left to die.

WEST:

...Captain Daniels doesn't have the

flu, does he sir?

GENERAL:

Daniels was murdered in his apartment

last night. The flu story is a cover

we fed the press.

WEST:

Dan was a good pilot. A good man.

GENERAL:

Your rescue stunt over Mars was

foolhardy. Explain yourself, Major.

WEST:

I had a friend in trouble.

GENERAL:

You endangered a one billion dollar

spacecraft, disobeyed a direct order

because of a friend?

WEST:

Yes sir. And I'd do it again. Sir.

JOHN:

He'll do.

(stepping forward)

GENERAL:

Congratulations Major, you're the new

pilot of the Jupiter mission.

CHAPTER 5:
Dr. Smith

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EXT.-DESERT-DAY

Sun beats hard on a MAN who stands on a windswept sand dune, talking to

a smartly dressed BUSINESSMAN.

MAN:

Perhaps a brief jaunt down memory

lane is required. I was contracted

to provide Daniels, apartment code.

My work is done.

BUSINESSMAN:

They found a replacement pilot, the

mission is going ahead on schedule.

MAN:

How tragic. For you.

BUSINESSMAN:

We require more direct intervention.

MAN:

I see. Well, that will cost you. And,

I'm afraid my price has just become

... astronomical.

(OVER) a KNOCK. The man reaches forward and presses a button. The

businessman, the desert disappear, only holographs.

Room lights.

Lights come up to reveal...

INT.-MISSION CONTROL-MEDICAL LABS

The man turns, revealing a face as clever an his eyes are evil. This is

DR. ZACHARY SMITH. He walks to the door, palms a panel, and the portal

hiss open. A TECHNICIAN ENTERS.

TECHNICIAN:

Control hasn't received the results

of your final pre-flight exams,

Doctor Smith.

The Doctor moves to a circular overhead light board around which are

displayed the faces of the crew of the Jupiter craft. Removes the

micro-files, hands them to the technician.

SMITH:

The Robinsons are checked out at one

hundred percent. They are in perfect

condition and ready to fly.

He smiles, so sweet you can barely see the malevolence behind it.

SMITH:

Wish them good luck for me.

CHAPTER 6:
Welcome Aboard!

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INT.-SPACE COMMAND-WALKING

Three small figures walk through a gantry towards the ship.

GENERAL (OVER)

The mission protocols are simple.

Professor Robinson is in command

unless you encounter a military

emergency. In that case, Major West,

you will assume command.

The figures have come to the saucer entry-port.

JOHN (OVER)

Welcome aboard, Major.

INT.-JUPITER BRIDGE - CONTINUOUS

Don, John, and the General ENTER. Don's eyes widen.

West looks like somebody sprung for the full extras package on this

baby.

REVERSE ANGLE:

Hi-tech heaven. Two pilots, chairs face a giant windscreen. Don walks

to the consoles that stretch toward the back walls.

JOHN:

Some of this technology might be new

to you. I'll be happy to explain.

WEST:

(off the com)

Cold fusion drive

(off the size consoles)

Rambler-Krey Life Sciences stations.

Don strides to a pedestal in the center of the bridge. Flicks a switch

and a holographic Jupiter craft appears on the launch pad.

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