The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy Page #5
GUIDE VOICE (CONT'D)
...Perhaps the most remarkable, certainly
the most successful book ever to come out
of the great publishing corporations of
Ursa Minor.
The book opens revealing TWO SCREENS. Images appear. A
star map, layers of data, captions, video, animations...
GUIDE VOICE (CONT'D)
More popular than the CELESTIAL HOME CARE
OMNIBUS, better selling than 53 MORE
THINGS TO DO IN ZERO GRAVITY, and more
controversial than Oolon Colluphid's
trilogy of philosophical blockbusters,
WHERE GOD WENT WRONG, SOME MORE OF GOD'S
GREATEST MISTAKES, and WHO IS THIS GOD
PERSON, ANYWAY?
Now the images rise up from the screen like holographs as
the book "presents itself" like some hi-tech infomercial.
GUIDE VOICE (CONT'D)
In many of the more relaxed civilizations
on the Outer Eastern Rim of the Galaxy,
the Hitchhiker's Guide has already
supplanted the great Encyclopedia
Galactica as the standard repository of
all knowledge and wisdom. For though it
has many omissions, and contains much
which is apocryphal, or at least wildly
inaccurate, it scores over the older, more
pedestrian work in two important respects.
First, it is slightly cheaper. And second,
it has the words "DON'T PANIC" printed in
large friendly letters on its cover.
The book closes. The words "DON'T PANIC" appear just
below the title, blinking like a tacky diner marquee.
PULL BACK FROM THE GUIDE to find Arthur holding it, the
blinking light illuminating his very disoriented face.
2 15.
2 INT. HOLD OF VOGON CONSTRUCTOR SHIP - NIGHT 22
Arthur, in total shock, holds up the guide.
ARTHUR:
So you're not from Guilford, which would
explain the accent -- which I've always
wondered about...and you're not an out of
work actor -- but rather a writer for
this...this...book thing.
Ford nods. Arthur rubs his weary brow.
ARTHUR (CONT'D)
I don't feel well. I need a cup of tea.
Ford hands him a fistful of peanuts.
FORD:
Here. Eat these. If you've never been
through a transmat beam before you've
probably lost some salt and protein.
Arthur eats some peanuts, sits up, squints. Ford feels
his way around the room, looking for something.
ARTHUR:
If I asked where we were would I regret
FORD:
We're safe. For now.
ARTHUR:
Good.
FORD:
We're in a storage hold in one of the
ships of the Vogon constructor fleet ...
ARTHUR:
Obviously some strange usage of the word
safe I wasn't previously aware of.
FORD:
(not getting the sarcasm)
Is it?
ARTHUR:
Tell me you're joking.
FORD:
Okay. I'm joking.
ARTHUR:
And do a reassuring little laugh.
Ford does a reassuring little laugh.
ARTHUR (CONT'D)
Now tell me where we really are.
(CONTINUED)
2 16.
2 CONTINUED:
(2) 22FORD:
In the storage hold of a Vogon constructor
ship.
Ford continues his search. Arthur's breathing quickens.
ARTHUR:
Get me home. Ford.
FORD:
Home? Arthur...your home... is...
ARTHUR:
Oh God - it was demolished! I've got to
reach my lawyer! He must be back from
lunch by now...
He pulls out his cell phone. Desperately punches numbers.
Ford flips on a light switch, revealing a messy chamber
full of alien junk and old mattresses.
FORD:
You don't remember, do you?
(taking his cell phone)
Okay. I've got something to tell you. It
ain't gonna be easy, but you're gonna have
to just deal, okay?
ARTHUR:
Good god. Is this really the interior of a
flying saucer?
FORD:
Yeah. Why?
23 SHOT:
DEEP SPACE. THE VOGON FLEET IN FLIGHT 23ARTHUR (V.O.)
Well, it's a bit squalid isn't it?
FORD (V.O.)
Hey man, you're in denial.
24 INT. VOGON CONSTRUCTOR SHIP BRIDGE 24
Jeltz consults one screen after another. At last he sees
Ford and Arthur. His walrusy eyes narrow.
25 BACK IN THE SLEEPING QUARTERS - MINUTES LATER 25
ARTHUR:
Blown up? BLOWN UP?! Couldn't you have
done something?!!
FORD:
I did. I saved you.
(CONTINUED)
2 17.
5 CONTINUED:
25ARTHUR:
But there's six billion other people.
FORD:
And all those ants.
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