REHASHED PILOT
FADE IN: EXT. EVENING A GREY VAN IS MOVING SLOWLY ALONG THE STREETS. WE ZOOM TOWARD THE VAN AND TO... CUT TO: INT. THE VAN IS FILLED WITH HEAVY-DUTY PLASTIC BAGS. SOME ARE EMPTY. MANY MORE CONTAIN VARIOUS BODY PARTS. TWO MEN ARE IN THE VAN. ONE WITH SHORT SCRUNCHED HAIR IS DRIVING. THE OTHER, SPORTING A YELLOW AND BLACK MOHAWK, IS BAGGING A FEW BODY BITS AND HUMMING QUIETLY TO HIMSELF. BREUGHAL (IS ON THE PHONE) Hold on. Won't be a moment. MAHLER (LOOKS UP AT BREUGHAL) BREUGHAL (GLARES AT MAHLER) I'm conducting business of an important nature. (returns to phone call) So sorry about that, sir. Now, what can I do for you? INT. ZIK ZAK. SAKAMOTO'S OFFICE. IT IS VERY SIMPLE AND INCLUDES A DESK, CHAIR, AND VU-PHONE. MR. SAKAMOTO I represent a group of important people who are interested in hiring you to swat a rather pesky gadfly. I trust this will not be a problem for someone of your talents? CUT TO: INT. BREUGHAL'S VAN. BREUGHAL Oh, no sir. Not difficult at all. I assume you are familiar with our regular fees? CUT TO: INT. SAKAMOTO'S OFFICE MR. SAKAMOTO I am authorized to double it. CUT TO: INT. BREUGHAL'S VAN BREUGHAL We are grateful for your business, sir. Now, which gadfly would you like us to swat? DISSOLVE TO: INT. NETWORK 23. CONTROL ROOM. MURRAY Cheviot's not happy about this, Edison. EDISON When is Cheviot happy about anything? You know this is a good report. The viewers will love it. That's what's important. MURRAY Cheviot's concerned that a report like this will turn some viewers away. EDISON Our ratings go up and down every day. Why should it bother him now? THEORA I think what Murray is referring to are certain viewers in New Tokyo EDISON You mean Zik Zak. MURRAY That is exactly what I mean. EDISON (picks up vidicam) You know my opinion of corporate threats. (exits the CONTROL ROOM) CUT TO: EXT. WE FOLLOW EDISON ALONG THE STREETS. HIS DESTINATION IS NEARBY SO HE IS WALKING INSTEAD OF RIDING IN THE NETWORK HELICOPTER. DISSOLVE TO: INT. CONTROL ROOM. AT THEORA'S CONTROL DESK THEORA Edison! There's a grey van. I think it's following you. EDISON (on Theora's screen) Oh, great. THEORA I'll see if I can find out who owns it. It might just be a fan. EDISON (On screen) Well, let me know soon. I'll need to find a pen just in case they want an autograph. THEORA (Types in the van's description. Frowns.) Edison. That van is trouble. You'd better find a place to duck into until help arrives. CUT TO: EDISON I can handle a thug or two. The van door suddenly opens. MAHLER leaps out with a long thick chain which he is swinging wildly. Breughal hops out of the driver's seat with a truncheon. BREUGHAL A lovely evening for a stroll, isn't it, Mr. Carter? EDISON And whom do I have the pleasure of addressing? CUT TO: THEORA Careful, Edison. CUT TO: EDISON Don't worry, Control... MAHLER's chain wraps around the camera. MAHLER tries to yank the camera out of EDISON's hand while BREUGHAL approaches EDISON from behind. BREUGHAL (Hits Edison over the head with the truncheon) Sleep well, Mr. Carter EDISON (Focuses on the sign at the entrance of the garage he is only a few meters away from. It read MAX HEADROOM 2.3m) FADE TO BLACK. um... okay...
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