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This is fun although it is more time consuming than I originally thought. It took what an hour and a half? Two hours for me (I think more) to get this right? It's a good thing that I can't do this at the heathenous wench's house. (That's my sister) She'd be complaining about me wearing out her VCR as well as telling me I'm sick for doing this. If this is sick I don't want to be well.
I thought I'd put spaces between the lines of dialogue for easier reading.
Abbreviations thus far:
Caveman 1: CM1
Caveman 2: CM2
Boy 1: B1
Stevie (AKA Boy 2): ST
Boy 3: B3
Boy 4: B4
Fight The Future: A Rescue Less Ordinary
The last scene ended as the boys ran away from ST and the oiliens. This scene begins with the same area but covered with fire trucks. Apparently one of the boys thought to tell his parents about the boy in the hole. <No handy cell phone for ST> A crowd has started to gather. <Okay, it's the other boys and a woman but it's a start.>
Head Fireman: Get me a fourteen footer! <How deep is this hole? I still think that ST should have been more seriously hurt than just getting the wind knocked out of him. If the hole is THAT deep one would think that the fall would have hurt him before the oiliens got to him. Sorry for harping on that but it really bothers me.>
The bottom of the ladder hits the floor of the cave. Dusts flies up. Apparently oiliens don't climb ladders.
Head Fireman: This is Captain Miles Cooles (CMC). <He looks suspiciously like Sheriff Arens from "Our Town."> We've got a rescue situation in progress. I'll be at the old town road IC. <That's what it sounded like. God I REALLY could use closed captioning right about now. Grrr!> Rope's in the hole! Let's go! Two down!
Two firemen enter the cave, sinkhole, whatever. They approach ST. He's just far enough to not be easily seen from the hole. In fact, none of the light from the hole seem to be shed on ST or the firemen. <Now how did he get over there? When his friends deserted him he was standing in plain sight. I didn't get the impression that the oiliens were big on letting their victims travel.> The two firemen lean over ST.
CMC: [into a walkie talkie] <I always wanted a walkie talkie> What you got T.C.? Talk to me. <The book says J.C. I heard T.C. that's what I'm going with.> [static on the radio] Do you see the boy? Talk to me. [More static on the walkie talkie] Come back to me. Do you see the kid? [Even more static. He looks down into the hole.] Danny check T.C's radio. [He's pissed.] T.C.? [He smacks the radio] <A generally accepted method of fixing electronic equipment.> Glen, Sal, in the hole! <Oddly enough he doesn't try yelling down the hole. He's sending a second team what would it hurt to try?>
I assume that Glen and Sal went into the hole although it kinda looks as though the two men in question were standing next to CMC when the helicopter arrived. The helicopter lands near the site and men in biohazard suits (MIB) climb out with a gurney whose purpose is to quarantine whomever is in it from the rest of us. <Obviously these men know more than CMC. And they don't look like they plan to share. Put an "N" for needs improvement on their report cards under "shares with others."> Behind the suited men a dude with a tie (DWT) exits the helicopter. No sooner has his wing-tipped feet hit the ground, DWT starts barking orders.
DWT: Get those people out of here! <By this time quite a crowd of onlookers have gathered. Oddly enough no one was around to keep an eye on these boys as they went digging randomly around the neighborhood but they can drag themselves from whatever it was they were doing to watch the rescue? Am I the only one who sees something patently wrong with this?>
CMC: [To deputy type guy (DTG)] Move'em back!
DTG: Move back! Move back folks!
CMC: I sent four men down for the boy. The point is his eyes have turned black. Now we've lost communication with my men.
As CMC and DWT approach the hole the men in the biohazard suits exit the hole with ST in the gurney. DWT watches the men in the biohazard suits make off with the boy. He is completely ignoring Sheriff Arens, I mean CMC.
CMC: What about my men?
DWT continues to ignore CMC. He watches as the MIB's enter the helicopter.
CMC: What about my men? <I'm sure DWT is thinking "what about them?">
DWT looks at CMC for a second but never answers his question. <He looks rather worried. Somehow I doubt he's worried about ST or the four firemen in the hole.> The helicopter takes off. As it flies away no less than 4 tanker trucks come onto the scene. <they look like the kind that carries gasoline. Except these are unmarked.>
CMC: What the hell is this? <My sentiments exactly. Tanker trucks aren't exactly your standard equipment when you have a rescue situation in progress.>
DWT finds a secluded spot behind one of the tankers and pulls out his trusty cell phone. <snicker>
DWT: It's Bronschweig. Sir, the impossible scenario that we never planned for? Well we better come up with a plan.
Okay, just how did they know? Do they routinely monitor emergency calls? That must keep them pretty busy. Where do they find the time to obfuscate, Inveigle and deceive? Just how many people do they employ anyway? With that many employees how would they keep anything secret? You know how people are. Honey you wouldn't believe what happened at work. I was just routinely monitoring communications as I usually do when I overhear this call from Canada about an alien body. Boy you should have seen my boss in action. You wouldn't believe what he would do just to screw around with this one FBI agent's mind. Not exactly the way to effectively deceive, inveigle and obfuscate.
I'm about to make a broad generalization here. Now maybe I watch too much TV. (With the occasional non XF show thrown in) but it seems to me that people who become police do so because they are generally bossy in nature. Now DWT shows up in a helicopter, shows NO IDENTIFICATION WHATSOEVER and CMC just defers to him? Why? Is that the way to get your way? Wear a suit? I guess I'll have to get a suit so people will just start following my orders without question. (You! Get NL over at my house pronto. Make sure the house is clean, and well stocked with goodies. I don't plan to leave for a week.)
You would think that these men would have a contingency plan. I guess they are too arrogant to consider that things might go wrong. (Like Krycek selling their secrets. Scully not being in her apartment. Mulder killing their spy. Etc. Etc.) I guess it's true what they say about the best laid plans of mice and men.
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