Terry Bisson - Incident At Oak Ridge

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TERRY BISSON
INCIDENT AT OAK RIDGE
As Hollywood budgets multiply past NASA's, the notion Terry Bisson posited in
Voyage to the Red Planet--that the first people to make the journey from Earth
to Mars will be Hollywood actors--seems more plausible all the time. But this
new story doesn't actually concern itself with thespians, except in the sense
that all the world's a stage. The players in this story certainly have their
exits and entrances, and as Shakespeare said, one man in his time plays many
parts. But what of two men out o[ their time] What parts do they play in the
past.., or in the future?
PART ONE
EXT -- A MOUNTAIN TRAIL IN AN APPALACHIAN HOLLOW. EVENING.
TWO YOUNG MEN ARE HIKING. FRED is dark, tall, about thirty. KIM is Asian,
stockier; same age. Both have short hair. They are junior college profs -- Fred
in physics, Kim in English.
It is fall, and still warm. They carry light day packs. Both wear Polartec
sweats, light Gore-tex jackets, Nike boots -- modem gear.
It is getting dark. They are in a hurry. Kim is peeling off his jacket. Fred is
punching numbers into a cellular phone.
FRED
Ann's gonna kill me. I promised her we would be back in Knoxville by five. Wish
I could get this phone to work!
KIM
How did it get so warm? Wish I had a cigarette.
FRED
I know we're not out of range. I checked my messages right after we had lunch.
(looks up) A cigarette? Kim!!!
KIM
What would you say if I told you there was a pack of Marlboros in the glove
compartment of my Cherokee?
FRED
What would you say if I told you I found them this morning while you were paying
for the gas and threw them out?
EXT. THE MOUNTAINS. A LOW TANGLE OF GORGES, A FEATURELESS MAZE.
Voices continue as before.
KIM (o.s.)
I would say you were a cold-hearted bastard.
FRED (o.s.)
And I would say friends don't let friends smoke. You quit, remember?
KIM (o.s.)
Yeah, yeah. Damn! Every one of these hollows looks exactly the same. Are we
still on the right trail?
FRED (o.s.)
Got me. What happened to the blazes?
EXT. ON THE TRAIL, AS BEFORE.
Kim is studying his Casio wristwatch; Fred, his cellular phone.
KIM
Maybe the storm washed them away. Like the display on my watch. I'm getting a
blank!
FRED
Maybe that lightning zapped our eproms. I'm not even getting a dial tone.
The SOUND of an ENGINE, more like a truck in low gear than a car.
A FLASH of headlights up the hillside, through the trees.
KIM
Fred, look! A car!
CUT TO:
EXT. A STEEP DIRT ROAD.
Two soldiers in World War II uniforms, in an open Jeep. The SERGEANT holds an
M-1 carbine between his knees; he has a Southern hillbilly accent. The CORPORAL
(from Brooklyn) is driving.
SERGEANT
I thought you said you knew this road, Corporal.
CORPORAL
I do, Sarge. We're still inside Perimeter Two. I must have missed the first turn
in that storm.
SERGEANT
That was the most hellacious lightning I've ever saw. Hey! Stop.
The sergeant stands up in the front seat of the Jeep, M-1 carbine at the ready.
WIDER VIEW:
Kim and Fred run out of the woods onto the road, waving.
SERGEANT
Halt or I'll shoot!
KIM
Relax, man. Are you guys --?
SERGEANT
Halt! You are in a restricted area. Turn around and put your hands on the back
of your head.
FRED
(offended)
You fellows are way out of line here! This is a public recreational --
The sergeant FIRES the carbine over their heads.
Everybody and everything stops. All that can be heard is the idling of the Jeep.
SERGEANT
Shut up! Turn around. NOW! Down on your knees!
Fred and Kim get down on their knees.
SERGEANT
Hands on the back of your head!
Fred and Kim put their hands on the backs of their heads.
KIM
(whisper)
What is this, fucking Deliverance?
FRED
This is no joke. These guys are nuts. Some kind of militia creeps.
SERGEANT
Shut up! Corporal, get their weapons. The Jap first.
The corporal pulls on the emergency brake with a LOUD RATCHETING SOUND. Gets out
of the Jeep.
KIM
Jap? I'm not Japanese.
FRED
And we're not hunters, we're hikers. We're not carrying any weapons! We're from
Knoxville. We both teach at Cumberland Community College.
SERGEANT
Shut up, both of you!
The corporal frisks them both. Finds Fred's cell phone.
CORPORAL
Sarge, look at this! Some kind of radio.
FRED
It's a cellular phone.
SERGEANT
You ain't selling me nothing. Now shut up!
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