The Fantastic Four Page #7
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INT. SPACE STATION - CORRIDOR - SAME TIME
Sue races down the hall. Not panicked. With determination.
EXT. SPACE STATION AIR LOCK - DAY
The exterior air lock door slides open. In agonizing,
weightless slow motion Ben reaches to haul himself inside.
The leading edge of the cloud hits: Ben is pelted by a
hissing mass of space dust, splattering his suit with orange
stains. Larger particles, small pellets, pepper him. Ben
hauls himself in the last few feet by pulling on his tether.
INT. SPACE STATION AIR LOCK/COMMAND CENTER - DAY
AUTOMATED VOICE:
Event threshold in ten seconds.
TEN...
Johnny punches controls to close the exterior airlock door...
Reed opens a first aid kit, grabs a thermo-elastic blanket...
INT. SPACE STATION - COMMAND CENTER/OBSERVATION DECK - SAME
Clutching the diamond ring, Victor stands defiantly. Showing
absolutely no concern for the others. Interested only in the
event itself. Lights and equipment FALL, CRASHING around
him.
A control panel EXPLODES in Victor's face. He jumps back,
and into the falling equipment. Collapses under the weight.
INT. SPACE STATION - AIR LOCK - SAME TIME
Sue rounds a corner, sees Reed and Johnny.
SUE:
Johnny! Reed!
AUTOMATED VOICE:
FIVE...FOOOOUUUR...
SLOW MOTION:
Everyone frozen in position as:-- JOHNNY is hit with sparks of flame from a control panel.
-- REED REACHES out for Ben and the airlock door.
-- VAPOR STREAM pours down on Sue from a blown gasket.
-- THE SPACE DUST burns into Ben's skin.
SLOW MOTION:
Just BEFORE the exterior air-lock door closes, aSINGLE PARTICLE zips through the narrowing gap and hits Ben
in the back, ripping through his suit. The exterior door
shuts and seals. The station loses all power. DARKNESS.
As quickly as it came, the cloud passes on and whirls away,
leaving the space station intact. Power quietly flickers on.
Silence. Time resumes. All four pick up exactly where they
left off, unaware of anything that just happened to them.
INT. SPACE STATION COMMAND CENTER - DAY
Victor emerges from the rubble. He stands, checks his body.
A few scrapes, nothing serious. A thin, throbbing CUT on his
head. He touches the wound, but it is not bleeding.
INT. SPACE STATION AIR LOCK - DAY
Reed and Johnny scramble to open the interior air lock door.
Sue joins them, as they pull Ben in. They try to remove his
helmet. We don't see his face, but he's clearly unconscious.
REED:
He's not responsive --
JOHNNY:
Ben! Ben!
INT. VON DOOM COMPOUND HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY
A BLACK SCREEN:
JOHNNY'S VOICE
Ben, wake up! Wake up!
SUBJECTIVE CAMERA, BEN'S POV: The blurry image of Johnny
comes slowly into focus, standing beside a hospital bed.
BEN (O.S.)
Where...where am I?
JOHNNY:
Back on Earth. Victor's medical
facility... We're in quarantine.
BEN (O.S.)
Reed? ... Sue?
JOHNNY:
They're fine. Everybody else...is
fine.
Johnny looks away, as if he can't bear to lay eyes on him.
BEN (O.S.)
What's wrong with me?
JOHNNY:
I swear to you they've done everything
humanly possible. The best plastic
surgeons in the world, Ben. You had
the best --
BEN (O.S.)
Give me a mirror...
Johnny picks up a hand mirror on the bed table before Ben can
reach it, reluctant to give it to him.
JOHNNY:
They said that's not such a good idea,
BEN (O.S.)
Give me the god damn mirror!
Ben grabs it from him. Then slowly raises it to look and see
that...except for some serious stubble, Ben's totally normal.
JOHNNY:
Unfortunately, the doctors just
couldn't do anything to fix your face!
He cackles as he heads for the door. Ben heaves the mirror
at him, breaking it into hundreds of pieces. He turns to the
side-table, and grabs that picture of DEBBIE. It calms him.
EXT. VON DOOM COMPOUND - ESTABLISHING - DAY
A modern facility of glass and stone, nestled in the forest.
In stark contrast to the lush greenery surrounding it.
INT. VON DOOM COMPOUND HOSPITAL CORRIDOR/SUE'S ROOM - DAY
Reed walks down the hall. His hair is GRAYING at the
temples. He passes Johnny, who is smiling, still enjoying
his joke on Ben. Johnny slows, looking at Reed's hair.
JOHNNY:
Nice 'do. Going for the "grandpa"
look?
Reed passes a mirror, slowing, seeing his gray hairs. He
keeps going. He passes a partially open door. He stops when
he catches a glimpse of Sue asleep in bed. He sees a vase of
flowers. He grabs a couple lilies, and enters.
But Reed sees...the room is already FILLED with expensive
flowers. All from VICTOR. Reed is trumped once again.
A DOCTOR writes on Sue's chart. A wall TV plays a press
conference with Victor, outside the FACILITY. He looks worse
for wear. A few hairs out of place, and a small BANDAGE on
his face. We PUSH INTO the press conference --
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