Sphere Page #10

EDMUNDS:

Seconds ago. Here!

PLAYBACK:
WE SEE the sphere -- idle. Nothing around it. Then it's DOOR

slowly OPENS, revealing BLACKNESS inside. A beat. And then it closes.

BARNES:

Let me see that again.

Edmunds plays it again. This time...

WE MOVE IN ON HARRY, staring at the monitor.

HARRY:

(to himself)

I'd sure like to open it and see.

ON HARRY - those cold, intelligent eyes.

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CLOSE ON PRINTER, TYPING: "...30 knots - ETD - 00:19 min"

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INT. HALLWAY

CLOSE ON - Norman and Barnes.

BARNES:

Don't get hysterical, Norman.

NORMAN:

I'm telling you, Harry's lost it.

He's saying there's a deathwish out

for each of us.

BARNES:

Look, the ships are clearing out.

They're taking us topside in a

matter of minutes. Someone can check

him out there, if it's that imprtant.

NORMAN:

All I'm saying is, someone should

keep an eye on him.

BARNES:

Just worry about yourself.

INT. COMMUNICATIONS ROOM

Barnes on the phone with the surface. Ted talking to him anyway...

TED:

Can I stay, sir? I'm willing to risk

it. I am. After what we just

witnessed.

BARNES:

(into phone)

What? No, I know they're

civilians...

INT. LIVING QUARTERS

ON NORMAN - gathering his things. Stuffing his shotty dufflebag.

Beth, at her bunk, doing the same.

Norman stands up. Looks at the bunk above him: unpacked clothes,

unpacked belongings, a notebook lying there saying: PROPERTY OF DR.

HARRY ADAMS.

ON NORMAN - panicking, looking around for Harry.

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BACK IN - COMMUNICATIONS ROOM

BARNES:

(into phone)

...I said send the subs down, damn

it!

Barnes out the door, Ted at his heels...

TED:

Did you hear me, sir, because --

BARNES:

Ted, shut up. Are you packed? Ready

to go? I want everyone packed. Now!

ON NORMAN - running at them...

NORMAN:

Harry's missing.

BARNES:

What do you mean, he's missing?

NORMAN:

He's missing. He's gone. He left.

BARNES:

He's here somewhere. Find him. The

sub's on it's way.

(they look at him)

Go! C'mon!

Norman runs off. Barnes storms down the hall...

BARNES:

How can he be missing?

TED:

Sir, about leaving --

BARNES:

We're on the bottom of the f***ing

ocean -- he can't just walk outside!

INT. VIDEO FEED ROOM

Edmunds working the monitors, stops. Seeing something on a screen.

Staring in horror...

EDMUNDS:

(to herself)

Oh my gosh...

INT. COMMUNICATIONS ROOM

Barnes, phone to his ear...

BARNES:

Gimme a report, I want --

HARRY (O.S.)

Ladies and Gentlemen...

BARNES:

Who is that? Where's that coming

from?

HARRY (O.S.)

Please watch your closest monitor...

Barnes turns...

ON HIS MONITOR - Harry, in jumpsuit and helmet, stands in front of the

SPHERE.

Barnes quickly puts on his headset mic...

BARNES:

What's he doing there?

INT. VIDEO FEED ROOM

Edmunds, Norman, Beth, Ted staring at the monitor...

TED:

I thought he was with you, Norman.

Through the speakers...

BARNES (O.S.)

Get him out of there. I thought I

told you people --

EDMUNDS:

(into her mic)

Harry? Can you copy?

ON THE MONITOR - Harry, before the SPHERE...

HARRY:

Pay close attention. I think you

will find this of interest.

The sphere DOOR slowly opens.

TED:

What the hell is he doing?

Harry steps up and into the sphere. The door closes slowly behind him.

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PRINTER, TYPING:
"...ETD - 00:15 min"

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INT. COMMUNICATIONS ROOM

Norman with Barnes...

BARNES:

Don't tell me I told you so, Norman,

because I don't want to hear it.

(yelling past him)

Ted, I want everything by the door

-- ready to go!

INT. VIDEO FEED ROOM

ON MONITOR - labled: "SUB DESCENT" -- it's still.

EDMUNDS:

(into mic)

Subs are still at surface, sir.

INT. COMMUNICATIONS ROOM

BARNES:

(into phone)

Send them, damn it! I know, but I'm

not gonna be held responsible --

Norman with him...

NORMAN:

You can't just leave Harry down

here, sir.

BARNES:

I told you people, nobody goes

anywhere unless I say.

NORMAN:

But sir --

BARNES:

No "buts". If he wants to be left,

we'll leave him.

(into phone)

Hello? Yes, the subs -- I want a

report... Hello... Yes, a report.

Gimme...sh*t.

EDMUNDS (O.S.)

I'm getting no sub reading, sir.

BARNES:

They're coming.

CUT TO:

PRINTER, TYPING:
"...ETD - 00:13 min"

CUT TO:

INT. VIDEO FEED ROOM

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