Men in Black Page #21

KAY:

The dead body?

JAY:

Not a clue.

KAY:

All right. Keep her occupied. Try

not to sound too dumb.

ACROSS THE MORGUE, Laurel is still examining Rosenberg, now

bent down next to his head, carefully studying his left ear.

She notices something strange, turns, and calls over her

shoulder to Jay.

LAUREL:

Dr. White.

Jay, in conversation with Kay, does not respond to what is

not his name.

LAUREL:

(louder)

Dr. White.

(still louder)

Dr. White.

He still doesn't answer.

LAUREL:

(shouting)

DR. WHITE!

Kay nudges Jay.

KAY:

You're up, Slugger.

Jay turns and races across the room to rejoin her.

LAUREL:

Look at this.

Jay leans down. There is strange stitching around the base

of Rosenberg's ear.

JAY:

What is that?

He reaches out, touches the ear, then he actually turns it.

With a soft CLICK --

-- it pulls away from the head. Like a latch.

Jay and Laurel look at each other, astonished. Jay pulls

again, and Rosenberg's entire face PUSHES OUT with a

mechanical HUM, then HINGES OPEN, the whole face rotating

out away from the rest of the artificial skull.

A TINY LITTLE GREEN MAN SITS INSIDE ROSENBERG'S HEAD.

Though not quite dead, the Tiny Little Green Man is gravely

wounded. He staggers up out of a small control room inside

Rosenberg's head, with gearshifts and viewing screens all

around the inside of the skull.

LAUREL:

Far -- freaking -- out.

They lean in closer. The Tiny Little Green Man (a BALTIAN)

forces words out of his mouth.

BALTIAN:

Must -- to pre -- prevent --

(searching for the

word)

-- contest? No... to prevent --

JAY:

It's all right -- What are you trying

to say? Struggle?

LAUREL:

War?

The Baltian nods vigorously. That's it.

BALTIAN:

(faltering)

Galaxy on -- or -- or -- Orion's --

(thinks)

What is word? Be...?

JAY:

Bed? Belt? Orion's Belt?

The Baltian nods again, falls, and dies. Jay and Laurel look

at the little dead alien, then at each other.

JAY:

"To prevent war, the galaxy is on

Orion's Belt?" The hell does that

mean?

(turns around)

Hey! Kay! I mean, Dr., uh, whatever,

come here!

Kay begins over. Laurel looks at them.

LAUREL:

"Doctor Whatever"? You're not with

the Department of Public Health, are

you?

Jay shakes his head -- but is now paying more attention to

Kay, as he leads him toward the Little Man.

JAY:

He's dead.

Kay looks at the mess -- the body, the little dead man.

KAY:

Rosenberg. Damn. Good man.

JAY:

You knew him?

KAY:

One of the few I actually liked.

Exiled High Prince.

LAUREL:

I was right -- this is an alien life

form, and you're from some government

agency who wants to keep it under

wraps...

Kay and Jay are not paying attention to Laurel.

JAY:

He said "to prevent war, the galaxy

is on Orion's Belt."

LAUREL:

...This make total sense. How else

do you explain New York? The other

night I'm in a cab, this guy...

FLASH! Without even looking at her, Kay whips out his

neuralyzer and blanks her out.

KAY:

He said there's a galaxy on Orion's

Belt? That makes no sense.

JAY:

That's what he said.

(to the dazed Laurel)

Didn't he? Right after he --

(realizing)

Oh, for Christ's sake, you did the

flashy thing already.

LAUREL:

(as if awakening)

Uh, hi, whoever you guys are, I'm

afraid I'm going to need to see some

ID if you're going to be in the

morgue, okay?

KAY:

Sure thing, sweetheart. Here you go.

FLASH! He neuralyzes her again. Jay slaps his hand.

JAY:

Stop that --

KAY:

(to Laurel, ignoring

Jay)

Typical day, too much caffeine, get

a life.

JAY:

-- that thing probably gives you

brain cancer!

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