This is an excerpt of a completed screenplay.

"MARS" - screenplay by Derek Paterson.

FADE IN:

EXT. PLANET MARS -

The Red Planet, hanging in star-speckled space.

SUPER:  Mars, 2047.

SUPER:  10 years after the first mining colony was 
established.


EXT. SURFACE OF MARS - DAY

Sweeping hills, thrusting mountains, all tinged with a 
distinctive pink/brown color scheme.

SUPER:  Terra Sirenum Region, Southern Hemisphere.

                     KRAVITZ (V.O.)
         Chicago Base, this is Digger Six.  
         I am inbound from your northeast, 
         ten minutes, over.

A six-wheeled transport vehicle moves across the landscape.  
Call sign "Digger Six."

                     RADIO OPERATOR (V.O.)
         Six, Chicago Base, acknowledged.  
         Storm's  behind you, 
         don't stop to sightsee, over.

Dust clouds blow up ominously behind Digger Six, filling 
the Martian sky. 

                     KRAVITZ (V.O.)
         Wouldn't dream of it, Chicago Base.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

KRAVITZ sits at the wheel, wearing an orange worksuit and 
cap.  The cap bears the Lunacorp company badge, a gold "L" 
beside the Moon.  He's essentially a trucker

                     KRAVITZ
         I got no intention of being trapped 
         out here in a storm, no sir.

The front section of the transport contains enough space 
to fit four hulking robots, each almost twice as tall as a 
man.  Square heads, downturned mouths.  Their eyes are 
dull because they're inactive at the moment.


EXT. CHICAGO BASE - DAY

Three huge domes rear up out of the Martian landscape, 
port windows dotting their curved skins.

Digger Six heads for the nearest dome, whose hangar door 
is shut.

                     KRAVITZ (V.O.)
         This is Six, coming in.  Request 
         hangar door blue one is opened.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Kravitz looks ahead.  The hanger door stays shut.

                     KRAVITZ
         I say again, request door blue one 
         is opened.


INT. CONTROL ROOM, CHICAGO BASE - DAY

MINA stands at a control board, wearing Lunacorp orange, 
plus an earphone and mike.  On her screen is Digger Six as 
seen from the dome.

                     MINA
         Digger Six this is top control.
              (pause)
         Kravitz, it's Mina.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     KRAVITZ
         Mina!  Nice to hear a friendly 
         voice instead of a call sign.


INT. CONTROL ROOM, CHICAGO BASE - DAY

                     MINA
         You might not feel that way after 
         you hear what I'm going to say.  
         We need you to turn around and 
         head back out.  One of our survey 
         teams has failed to report in.


EXT. CHICAGO BASE - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Digger Six waits near the closed hangar door.

                     KRAVITZ (V.O.)
         What?!  Are you freakin' nuts?  
         There's a storm blowing up and you 
         want me to--

                     MINA (V.O.)
         We have no other vehicles  to go, Kravitz.  You know 
         we've been  breakdowns.


INT. CONTROL ROOM, CHICAGO BASE - DAY

                     MINA
         I can't order you to do this.  But 
         four men are still out there and 
         we can't raise them on wideband or 
         personal.  I know they probably 
         don't like you, no one does, but 
         if it was you stuck out there, and 
         them here, I'd bet six months' 
         leave they'd come and get you.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     KRAVITZ
         Ah,  Jesus.  Guilt trip.  That's 
         just not fair.  All right, all 
         right!  Send me their last known!

He glances over his shoulder at the four robots. 

                     KRAVITZ
         You want me to dump the metal?


INT. CONTROL ROOM, CHICAGO BASE - DAY

                     MINA
         Keep them aboard, you never know.  
         Stand by to pick up a passenger.  
         I'm opening door blue one now.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     KRAVITZ
         Okay I got the dope.

He studies a screen that displays info:

GRIDREF G75 AR4
Bearing West 273
Range 32.6
Survey Team Echo
Nash, Hugo M.
Harrison, Clint A.
Bendigo, Aron
Van Horne, V.

                     KRAVITZ
         Repeat your last, I'm missing some 
         words, did you say a passenger?!


EXT. DOME HANGAR DOOR - DAY

The door opens to reveal a figure wearing an orange pressure 
suit with an opaque helmet -- can't see their face.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     KRAVITZ
         They must be as crazy as you!  I'm 
         heading into a dust storm.  Do you 
         have any idea how dangerous that 
         is?  If this jalopy breaks down, I 
         might have to ride out the storm 
         for weeks... months, even.


INT. CONTROL ROOM, CHICAGO BASE - DAY

KLEIN, an officer, steps up beside Mina.

                     KLEIN
         Tell him that if he refuses to 
         carry out your instructions, I'll 
         have him arrested and shipped back 
         to Earth so fast his boots won't 
         touch the ground.


EXT. CHICAGO BASE - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Digger Six turns around in a slow half-circle, so it appears 
to be heading away from the dome.

                     KLEIN (V.O.)
         Damn it he's turning around.  I 
         want that vehicle stopped.


INT. CONTROL ROOM, CHICAGO BASE - DAY

                     MINA
         No... he's reversing.


EXT. CHICAGO BASE - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Digger Six stops and reverses so its rear is heading towards 
the hangar door, and the waiting passenger.

Digger Six's rear airlock doors slide open.  They're tall 
enough and wide enough to admit the big robots.

A ramp slides down from Digger Six's rear compartment, to 
allow the passenger to board.  The passenger steps forward 
and climbs up the ramp.

The ramp is withdrawn back into Digger Six, and the rear 
airlock doors close.

Digger Six moves away from the Chicago Base dome. 

                     KRAVITZ (V.O.)
         Okay, I got your passenger aboard, 
         and we're outbound.


INT. CONTROL ROOM, CHICAGO BASE - DAY

Digger Six on Mina's screen, moving away from the dome.

                     KRAVITZ (V.O.)
         I hope he brought some biscuits.  
         This could be a long haul.

                     MINA
         Acknowledged, Kravitz.  Good luck.

                     KLEIN
         Very well, I'll inform Earth that 
         Doctor Halliday is en route.  Wipe 
         the transmission logs.  And not 
         one word of this to anyone, you 
         understand?

Klein moves away.  Mina spears him with a cold look.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Kravitz looks back over his shoulder.  His passenger has 
entered the cockpit through the airlock hatch.  Still 
wearing that opaque helmet that shields the face.

                     KRAVITZ
         Welcome aboard the Dustbowl Express.  
         I'm Kravitz.  You got a name?

No answer.  Kravitz glances at the inactive robots, which 
tower over his passenger.

                     KRAVITZ
         Oh, don't mind the metal.  They're 
         locked down for transporting.  Not 
         that they're chatty when they're 
         active.  Some folks find 'em creepy.  
         They say it's the stillness.

The passenger moves forward, level with Kravitz's chair.

Gloved hands reach up and give the helmet a twist, breaking 
its seal, there's a SSSSHHH sound.

The passenger is revealed as RACHEL HALLIDAY, a woman who 
possesses an icy intelligence and no patience for fools.

                     HALLIDAY
         Not a problem for me, Mr. Kravitz.  
         I'm not an automatonophobic.  
         Actually, I wrote their Asimov 
         routines so I'm pretty certain 
         they're not going to murder me in 
         my sleep.

She offers a gloved hand towards Kravitz, they shake hands.

                     HALLIDAY
         I'm Doctor Rachel Halliday.  It 
         looks as if we're going to be 
         sharing cabin space for a while, 
         like it or not.  I don't smoke, 
         don't break wind in the company of 
         others, and would appreciate your 
         showing me the same consideration.  
         That's not going to be a problem 
         for you, I hope?  Mr. Kravitz?

Kravitz stares at her, too surprised to respond.


EXT. DIGGER SIX - MARS SURFACE - DAY

Digger Six advances across the bleak landscape leaving the 
domes of Chicago Base far behind, the domes become lost in 
the swirling dust.

The landscape changes, becoming more rugged, and broken by 
deep ravines.  A dangerous place to drive in.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Kravitz steers while Halliday stares in wonder at the 
landscape outside the big viewport windows.  She sits in a 
jump chair, smaller and more Spartan than Kravitz's padded 
driver's chair.

                     HALLIDAY
         This terrain... it really is quite 
         extraordinary.  Not what I expected 
         at all.

                     KRAVITZ
         Yeah you got your basic canyons, 
         and your sinkholes, and your canals 
         of course, though they ain't really 
         canals.  Sorry about the jump chair, 
         it's all I got in the way of 
         furniture.

                     HALLIDAY
         Oh not at all, I'm just glad to 
         have a chair.  The transport I 
         came in on was standing room only.

                     KRAVITZ
         The only boat that parked over 
         Mars lately was the Agamemnon.  
         She's no transport...

                     HALLIDAY
         The Agamemnon, yes that's it.  
         They couldn't spare me a cabin but 
         at least they let me shower alone.  
         Not that I would have minded sharing 
         a bar of soap with some of those 
         big space marines.

She peers out a side window.


EXT. DIGGER SIX - RAVINE - DAY

Digger Six is running alongside the edge of a deep ravine.  
One mistake and they're in trouble.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Halliday reacts to the perceived danger, holy moley. 

                     HALLIDAY
         Just how deep are some of these 
         canyons?

                     KRAVITZ
         Deep enough to die in... and plenty 
         have.  Storm kicks up and you can't 
         see where you're going, it's all 
         too easy to take a wrong turn.  I 
         hope Nash has the sense to stay 
         put and wait.

                     HALLIDAY
         You know this Nash well?

                     KRAVITZ
         Yeah me and Nash go back a ways, 
         we're had our differences but he's 
         a damn good mule driver.

Halliday gives Kravitz a cold, measuring stare.  He doesn't 
even notice.

                     HALLIDAY
         And what about you, Mr. Kravitz?  
         Are you a good... mule driver?

Kravitz takes off his hat, as if introducing himself.

                     KRAVITZ
         Best in the business, if I may say 
         so myself!  Pardon my modesty.  If 
         I was you I'd be counting my lucky 
         stars, because if anyone can get 
         you out there and back again alive, 
         it's me, Jebediah Stuart Kravitz.  
         You can call me Jeb if you like.

                     HALLIDAY
         I'm sure you--

She stands abruptly and stares out the windows.

                     HALLIDAY
         Good God!


EXT. DIGGER SIX - CANYONS - DAY

Ahead of Digger Six, massive rock formations rise up, 
forming an uneven maze of canyons.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     HALLIDAY
         You'll have to excuse me, Mr. 
         Kravitz.  I've seen the terrain 
         maps, but I didn't...

A beeping alarm comes from Kravitz's control board.

                     HALLIDAY
         I'm sorry, I must sound like some 
         drama queen!  I'm not usually--

                     KRAVITZ
         Lady, you could do with shutting 
         up right now.

                     HALLIDAY
         How dare you, who do you think--

                     KRAVITZ
         If you'd use your eyes instead of 
         your cake hole...

Kravitz points to the board.  A radar screen shows a blip.

                     KRAVITZ
         That's a transponder signal.  It's 
         weak but it's out there.

                     HALLIDAY
         Well why didn't you say so, instead 
         of being such an oink?  Where away?  
         Can you tell whose transponder?

A screen displays:

Gridref G75 AR4
Bearing West 273
Range 27.2
Transponder not recognized
TP 008.122.000
Unable to resolve 

The alarm continues to beep.

                     KRAVITZ
         That's just...  The canyons must 
         be distorting the signal.  Damnedest 
         thing.  I've got a fix on the signal 
         but it won't resolve.  Crazy!  
         Hold onto your hat, this could get 
         a little rough.

Kravitz slides the throttle controls to full power, the 
transport's engines GROWL.

                     KRAVITZ
         I'm givin' 'er the oomph!


EXT. DIGGER SIX - CANYONS - DAY

Digger Six zooms forward, kicking up a dust cloud.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Halliday is thrown into her chair, off-balance.

                     HALLIDAY
         Augh!

                     KRAVITZ
         What part of "hold on" didn't you 
         understand?

                     HALLIDAY
         I suppose you think that was funny?

                     KRAVITZ
         Are you kiddin'?  Freakin' 
         hilarious.  This isn't some God-
         damn tourist cruiser, Doc.  Men 
         could be dying out there.  I'm in 
         a hurry, which means you siddown 
         an' shaddup while I'm drivin'.


EXT. DIGGER SIX - CANYONS - DAY

Digger Six drives between the soaring canyon walls.

                     HALLIDAY (V.O.)
         How far? 

                     KRAVITZ (V.O.)
         Less than 5 klicks. 


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     KRAVITZ
         It's pulling us off course, but we 
         can't not check it out.

                     HALLIDAY
         I know they could be in danger.  
         You don't need to convince me of 
         the need for haste.  But will you 
         be able to resume your original 
         course?  What if the storm affects 
         your instruments?

                     KRAVITZ
         If I lose instruments then we shut 
         down and wait for the Goddamn storm 
         to pass.  That could take a while.  
         And there's nothing I can do about 
         it.  Like I told Top Control, we 
         could be stuck out here for weeks.  
         I hope you like poker, because 
         that's the only card game I know.

He smiles at Halliday, who doesn't look happy.

                     KRAVITZ
         But that might not happen.  We 
         could catch a break.  The eye of 
         the storm, you know?


EXT. DIGGER SIX - CANYONS - DAY

Digger Six humps along.

                     KRAVITZ (V.O.)
         Now when we reach the end of these 
         canyons and get out into the open... 
         things could get a little noisy.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     HALLIDAY
         Just hold on a minute.  You're 
         tell me Martian dust storms... 
         which can be thousands of klicks 
         wide... behave like hurricanes?

                     KRAVITZ
         I'm saying they're not solid.  If 
         you're lucky, you can find an eye.  
         And if you're very lucky, it won't 
         blink.


EXT. DIGGER SIX - CANYONS - DAY

Digger Six nears the end of the canyon, and slows.

Because up ahead, visible at the mouth of the canyon, is a 
blizzard of dust, so thick you can't see through it.

                     KRAVITZ (V.O.)
         Speaking of storms...


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Halliday looks through the windows... nothing's visible, 
just the storm blizzard. 

                     HALLIDAY
         What's happened, why can't we see 
         anything?

                     KRAVITZ
         Sand curtain.  We just have to 
         wait until it opens.

Kravitz kills the throttle.  Engine noise dies away.

                     KRAVITZ
         No sense in wasting fuel.

                     HALLIDAY
         And how long might that be?

Kravitz stands up, the steering wheel retracts to make 
room and his chair slides back.  He turns and walks to the 
airlock hatch at the cockpit's rear.

                     HALLIDAY
         Mr. Kravitz, where are you going?


INT. MID-SECTION - DIGGER SIX - DAY

The airlock hatch slides open, Kravitz steps through into 
the transport's mid section, which among other things 
contains a toilet compartment to one side.

                     KRAVITZ
         No need to get your knicks in a 
         twist, Doc.  I'm just going to the 
         deep thought room.

After a thoughtful pause, Halliday gets up and moves to 
the airlock hatch.  She leans through.

                     HALLIDAY
         I'm sorry, did you say the deep 
         thought room?

She looks at the door.  An indicator says ENGAGED.

Halliday moves to stand outside the door.  She hesitates.

                     HALLIDAY
         I realize this may not be an ideal 
         moment...


INT. TOILET - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Kravitz is sitting on the john with his pants down.

                     KRAVITZ
         You can say that again.


INT. MID-SECTION - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     HALLIDAY
         ...But if you could give me some 
         clue as to what we're going to do 
         next, that would be splendid.

No answer.

                     HALLIDAY
         Mr. Kravitz?


INT. TOILET - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     KRAVITZ
         I'm formulating a plan of action, 
         Doctor Halliday.  I would appreciate 
         some solitude, if only for a short 
         while, so I can consider what the 
         hell to do next.


INT. MID-SECTION - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Halliday ponders this.  Is he bullshitting her?


INT. TOILET - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     KRAVITZ
         If you want to make yourself useful 
         while I'm formulating...


INT. MID-SECTION - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Halliday listens.

                     KRAVITZ (V.O.)
         ...you could always check my  
         p-suit. 

Halliday looks at the other end of the mid-section.  A 
bright yellow p-suit (armored pressure suit) stands against 
the wall.  A matching helmet sits on a shelf.  A backpack 
with compressed air cylinders hangs on the wall. 

Halliday walks to the p-suit.  Examines it.  The p-suit 
has a control panel attached to the chest, with big buttons 
designed to be operated by clumsy gloves.  Halliday presses 
a button.

                     SUIT COMPUTER (V.O.)
         Power level is 92 percent.  Left 
         elbow joint is operating below 
         optimum efficiency, maintenance 
         may be required.  Would you like 
         to replay voice records?  There 
         are 5 records.

Halliday hesitates.  Will she or won't she?  She presses 
another button.

                     SUIT COMPUTER (V.O.)
         Record number 5, 7 days old.

                     GRUFF MALE VOICE (V.O.)
         You snooze, you lose, Kravitz.  I 
         gave the job to Van Dorner.  Maybe 
         next time you'll return my calls.  
         If there is a next time.  See ya!

Halliday goes through the motions of checking the p-suit's 
left elbow joint while other messages play. 

                     SUIT COMPUTER (V.O.)
         Record number 2, 4 days old.

                     ANOTHER MALE VOICE (V.O.)
         Kravitz it's Tinch.  Just letting 
         you know you're overdue on your 
         fuel payments.  This is your red 
         letter.  Pay us.  Now.

                     SUIT COMPUTER (V.O.)
         Record number 3, three days old.

                     FEMALE VOICE (V.O.)
         I changed the lock codes.  Mick's 
         got your gear.  He says he'll let 
         you bunk down for a couple of 
         nights, if you stay off the booze.  
         You're a mean drunk, Kravitz.  
         Stay away from me.  I'm not kidding.

                     ANGRY MALE VOICE (V.O.)
         She's not kidding, Kravitz!  You 
         show your face here again, I'll 
         bust you up good, man!

Halliday's expression softens as she listens to this.

                     SUIT COMPUTER (V.O.)
         Record number 2, two days old.

                     SINISTER MALE VOICE (V.O.)
         You know who this is.  You know 
         what you owe me.  You set foot in 
         Port Mars again without it, you're 
         fertilizer, literally.  Pay me, 
         Kravitz!

From the toilet, a FLUSHING NOISE.

                     SUIT COMPUTER (V.O.)
         Record number 1, today at zero 
         seven-oh-nineteen.

Halliday frantically taps buttons, trying to shut off the 
message replay.

                     HALLIDAY
         No, no, no, no--!

Kravitz emerges from the toilet.

                     KRAVITZ
         I'd maybe give it a couple of 
         minutes.  Let the air scrubbers do 
         their job.

                     FRANTIC MALE VOICE) (V.O.)
         ...immediately!  Bravo Unit is 
         zero down, repeat zero survivors.  
         Delta is reforming at gridref red 
         five inner zero seven.  Request 
         immediate evac and--

It cuts off, incomplete. 

                     KRAVITZ
         The hell?  Was that my suit?

                     HALLIDAY
         My apologies, Mr. Kravitz.  I really 
         had no idea--

                     SUIT COMPUTER (V.O.)
         Would you like to replay voice 
         records?

                     KRAVITZ
         It's okay, the suit must have picked 
         up a radio squirt.  It played as 
         soon as you activated the system.  
         Damnedest thing.  What was that?  
         Where the hell did it come from?

                     HALLIDAY
         You don't know?

                     KRAVITZ
         Should I know?  Damn suit's more 
         intelligent than I am.  It scans 
         all the bands, pulls signals out 
         the ether.  That stuff sounded 
         military.  But military scrambles 
         its squirts.  No way the suit could 
         break encryption.  Nah, I think 
         someone's playing games, yanking 
         my chain.  I find out who, they 
         better watch out.  Anyways, I'm 
         gonna step into this big boy.  You 
         can stay and watch if you like.  
         It's entirely optional.

                     HALLIDAY
         I'm tempted to call your bluff, 
         Mr. Kravitz.  But I suspect your 
         brash exterior hides a soft center, 
         so I'll spare you any embarrassment 
         and go wait in the cockpit.

Halliday walks to the open airlock hatch. 

                     KRAVITZ
         Your loss, Doc.  You're gonna miss 
         seeing the hottest polka dot panties 
         on the planet.

Halliday pauses as she steps through the open hatch.

                     HALLIDAY
         I literally cannot describe my 
         excitement, Mr. Kravitz.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Halliday presses the control that shuts the airlock hatch.

                     HALLIDAY
         Even worse is the fear you may not 
         be wearing any.

The hatch slides shut.  Halliday looks at the four unmoving 
robots.

                     HALLIDAY
         Peace at last.  All right, then.  
         Which one of you chuckleheads is 
         carrying the nuke?

One of the robots activates, its eyes light up.

                     CHESTER 12
         That would be me.  Chester 12 at 
         your service, Doctor Halliday.

                     HALLIDAY
         You've been briefed on this mission?

                     CHESTER 12
         Yes, I received a comprehensive 
         set of instructions from Major 
         Klein.

                     HALLIDAY
         Very well, imprint this into your 
         instructions.  You will only 
         detonate on my direct command.

                     CHESTER 12
         I'm afraid I cannot comply, Doctor.  
         Major Klein's orders override even 
         your authority level and cannot be 
         countermanded.  I am sorry.

                     HALLIDAY
         Hanna Banana.

Chester 12 stares into space, deep in thought. 

                     CHESTER 12
         Subroutine initializing.  Author 
         Halliday, Rachel.  Command level 
         Empress.  Ah, now I see.  Thank 
         you for clarifying, Doctor Halliday.  
         I will only detonate the nuclear 
         device on your command.

The airlock hatch slides open revealing Kravitz, wearing a 
black top and the p-suit's lower half, the "pants", the 
jointed hips and legs. 

                     KRAVITZ
         Are you talking to yourself?

                     HALLIDAY
         Sure.  It helps me think.

                     KRAVITZ
         Oooh okay, I thought maybe you 
         were nuts.

Kravitz awkwardly steps through the open hatch.

                     HALLIDAY
         Do you need some help, Mr. Kravitz?  
         Those p-suit pants look rather 
         tight.

                     KRAVITZ
         Naw, I'm okay, I just like to get 
         used to the pants before I--

An alarm beeps, different tone than before.

                     KRAVITZ
         Coming through, make a hole.

He staggers forward, slowed by the armored "pants".

                     HALLIDAY
         What's happening?

                     KRAVITZ
         No idea, that's why I'm walking 
         like this, to find out.

                     HALLIDAY
         Can't you set the alarm system to 
         voice messages?

                     KRAVITZ
         I'm just happy we're getting a 
         signal.  The storm's heavy with 
         charged particles.  That's what 
         kills communications and scanners.  
         Everything shuts down until there's 
         a crack in the storm wall.

Kravitz reaches the control board and studies it.

                     KRAVITZ
         What the hell?  That's not a 
         transponder signal... it's an echo!

Kravitz looks out the windows, at the dust blizzard.

                     HALLIDAY
         What does that mean?

                     KRAVITZ
         Wha'd'ya think it means?  It means 
         something's out there.  It's a 
         solid ping.  Can't be more than 
         200 meters away.


INT. MID-SECTION - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Kravitz puts on his p-suit.  Body, arms, helmet.  The joints 
connect together.  He's like some futuristic knight, ready 
for battle.  He backs into the backpack which attaches 
itself to the p-suit.

                     KRAVITZ
         Ready to rock.  I'm opening the 
         inner airlock hatch.

He turns to the rear airlock hatch and hits a control.  
The hatch slides open, revealing the rear airlock section. 

(For clarity, there are 3 compartments, the cockpit up 
front, the mid-section, and the rear section.  All separated 
by airlock hatches.  No two hatches can be open at the 
same time for safety reasons.)


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Halliday is frustrated by the fact the round viewport set 
into the closed airlock hatch is too high for her to see 
through!

                     HALLIDAY
         Who the bloody hell designed these 
         vehicles?  The viewport's too high 
         up for me to see through! 


INT. MID-SECTION - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Kravitz steps through the open airlock hatch into the rear 
section.

                     KRAVITZ
         Machines, Doc.  They designed this 
         mule with robots in mind, not 
         humans.  We're pretty far down on 
         their list of priorities.  Hell, 
         we're lucky we've even got life 
         support.  Soon as the lights show 
         green, open the outer hatch.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Halliday sits down in Kravitz's chair, studies the controls.

                     HALLIDAY
         Pressure equalized.  Green lights 
         on the board.  Opening outer hatch 
         now.

She presses a button. 


EXT. REAR AIRLOCK HATCH - DIGGER SIX - DAY

The outer hatch slides open revealing Kravitz inside.

                     KRAVITZ
         Roger that, hatch is--  My God!  
         There are monsters out here!  
         Thousands of them!  Giant insects!  
         Forget about me!  Save yourself!


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     HALLIDAY
         Yes, very amusing.  Radio check 
         affirm, receiving you strength 20.  
         I appreciate this is all a big 
         joke to you, Mr. Kravitz, but 
         perhaps you could be a little more 
         professional...?


EXT. REAR AIRLOCK HATCH - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Kravitz steps toward the lowered ramp. 

                     KRAVITZ
         Tough audience.  Reading you clear.  
         I'm on my way out.  Keep an eye on 
         that signal.  If it changes, I'd 
         like to know about it.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     HALLIDAY
         You'll be the second to know, I 
         assure you.  ...You will take care, 
         won't you, Mr. Kravitz?


EXT. REAR AIRLOCK HATCH - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Kravitz is halfway down the ramp, almost on the surface.

                     KRAVITZ
         Are you confessing your feelings 
         for me, Doc?  After those few 
         blissful hours we've spent together?


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     HALLIDAY
         I keep looking for a sign on the 
         wall, Mr. Kravitz.  "You don't 
         have to be crazy to work here, but 
         it helps."


EXT. DIGGER SIX - CANYON EXIT - DAY

Kravitz has moved ahead of Digger Six, Halliday can be 
seen watching him through the cockpit windows.

                     KRAVITZ
         You got that right.


EXT. KRAVITZ - MARTIAN STORM - DAY

Kravitz walks through the dust blizzard, the world around 
him hidden by the swirling storm.

                     HALLIDAY (V.O.)
         Maintain your current heading, Mr. 
         Kravitz.  You're one hundred and 
         thirty meters from--

                     KRAVITZ
         Doc?  Doc?  Dammit Doc, respond.  
         Say something.

He sighs, accepting it.

                     KRAVITZ
         130 meters straight ahead.  If I 
         could only figure which way's 
         straight ahead...


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Halliday tries to raise Kravitz, to no avail. 

                     HALLIDAY
         Mr. Kravitz, is this one of your 
         jokes?  I can't hear you, please 
         respond.  Mr. Kravitz, respond.

She leans back in the chair. 

                     HALLIDAY
         What am I supposed to do now?  I 
         can't talk to him.  I can't see 
         him.  He's not showing up on any 
         of the screens.  Am I meant to 
         rescue him?

One of the robots activates, its eyes glowing.

                     WALTER 33
         Warning, human is endangered.  
         This unit will proceed to the 
         human's location and will render 
         assistance.

Halliday rolls her eyes, exasperated.

                     HALLIDAY
         Oh for goodness' sake...

                     CHESTER 12
         The other robots are civilian 
         models, Doctor Halliday.  If their 
         programming is contrary to your 
         wishes, I have the means to 
         immobilize them permanently. 

                     HALLIDAY
         Hold on.  Perhaps sending a robot 
         out there isn't a bad idea.  Robot 
         in the corner, state your 
         designation.

                     WALTER 33
         I am Walter 33.

                     HALLIDAY
         You're up, Walter.  Proceed to 
         external environment.  Locate our 
         Mr. Kravitz and bring him back 
         here.

                     WALTER 33
         Instructions received.

Walter 33 moves ponderously (as robots do) toward the hatch.  
The hatch slides open.  Walter 33 steps through.


INT. MID-SECTION - DIGGER SIX - DAY

The hatch closes behind Walter 33 who walks to the next 
hatch, leading to the rear section.  The rear hatch opens.


INT. REAR AIRLOCK SECTION - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Walter 33 steps through the open hatch.


EXT. REAR AIRLOCK HATCH - DIGGER SIX - DAY

The outer hatch opens revealing Walter 33.

Dust swirls around Walter 33.  The robot slowly turns his 
head, scanning.

Walter 33 stays in the rear airlock, he doesn't move down 
the ramp.

                     HALLIDAY (V.O.)
         Walter, is there a problem?


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     HALLIDAY
         Walter, I'm not reading you.  I 
         say again, is there a problem?


EXT. REAR AIRLOCK HATCH - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     WALTER 33
         Yes, Doctor Halliday.  The problem 
         is that external conditions are 
         too dangerous.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Halliday is astonished.

                     HALLIDAY
         Too dangerous?  You mean... too 
         dangerous for you?


EXT. REAR AIRLOCK HATCH - DIGGER SIX - DAY

The outer hatch slides shut, concealing Walter 33.

                     HALLIDAY (V.O.)
         Walter, wait.  I'm reading the 
         outer hatch is closing.  Walter!


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Halliday turns to Chester 12 in exasperation. 

                     HALLIDAY
         Am I losing my marbles here?  What 
         the hell is going on?  Answer me, 
         Chester 12.  Why is Walter 33 not 
         exiting the vehicle?

                     CHESTER 12
         Walter 33 has weighed his chances 
         of survival against his chances of 
         finding unit Kravitz.  I agree 
         with Walter 33's assessment.  
         Risking his own destruction for no 
         perceptible gain would be illogical.


EXT. KRAVITZ - MARTIAN STORM - DAY

Kravitz makes slow headway through the blizzard.

The control unit on his chest beeps.

                     KRAVITZ
         Well, now.  What have we here?

He swings left, the beep volume increases.  He swings right, 
the beep volume decreases.  He heads left, guided by the 
proximity detector.

And then he sees footprints in the dust.  Made by big boots 
with heavy duty grip soles.  Leading off into the blizzard.

Kravitz ponders... then Follows the footprints.

Looking ahead through the swirling dust, he sees a shadow, 
hard to make out at this distance.  He keeps going.

The footprints terminate at a jeep-like vehicle with big 
rugged wheels, sitting abandoned.

A radio crackles and hisses. 

                     RADIO OPERATOR (V.O.)
         Delta Unit this is Sledgehammer.  
         Report your situation.  Repeat, 
         Delta Unit this is Sledgehammer, 
         request sitrep, over.

Kravitz looks around.  No sign of anyone.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Halliday stands before Chester 12, the robot looks down at 
her, nearly twice her size.

                     HALLIDAY
         This is absurd.  Walter 33 is a 
         J-2 worker class robot specifically 
         designed to operate here on Mars.  
         A little dust isn't going to cause 
         him any permanent damage.  Walter 
         33 has ignored his Asimovs by 
         refusing to search for Kravitz.  
         How can that even happen?  What's 
         going on, Chester?  If you know, 
         tell me.

                     CHESTER 12
         On the contrary, Doctor Halliday.  
         Walter 33 is obeying his Asimovs.  
         There may come a time when another 
         human is endangered and Walter 33 
         may render assistance to that human.  
         However, if Walter 33 throws away 
         his own life, that human may suffer 
         injury or death.

                     HALLIDAY
         The Second Law conundrum.  That's 
         a joke among robotics students!  
         First Law demands that Walter 33 
         goes after Kravitz right now.  Why 
         isn't he doing that?!

Chester 12 swivels his head and looks out the windows. 

                     CHESTER 12
         Because something is out there, 
         Doctor.  Walter 33 knew he would 
         not find unit Kravitz.  He knew he 
         would be destroyed before he 
         attained his mission goal.

Halliday also looks out the windows, puzzled.

                     HALLIDAY
         What do you mean, something's out 
         there.  What's out there?  Can't 
         you be more specific?

                     CHESTER 12
         My sensors are unable to provide 
         further data.  Despite my upgrades, 
         I cannot penetrate the storm.

                     HALLIDAY
         Can't you just ask Walter 33?  He 
         was outside after all, if only for 
         a few seconds.  If there was 
         anything to see then he would have 
         seen it.  Wouldn't he?

Halliday looks at the airlock hatch, through the round 
viewpoint she can see Walter 33's head.

                     HALLIDAY
         Speaking of whom.  What's he waiting 
         for?  Why's he just standing there?


INT. MID-SECTION - DIGGER SIX - DAY

Walter 33 stands in the rear airlock section.  The hatch 
between this and the mid-section is open.

                     HALLIDAY) (V.O.)
         Walter 33 this is Doctor Halliday.  
         Return to the cockpit, please.

Walter 33 doesn't move.

                     HALLIDAY
         Walter 33.  Are you having a 
         communications problem?  Please 
         raise your right arm if this is 
         the case.

No reaction from Walter 33.


INT. COCKPIT - DIGGER SIX - DAY

                     HALLIDAY
         No response.  What the hell is 
         wrong with him?  Chester, do you 
         have access to Walter 33's 
         maintenance records?  Has he 
         suffered any failures lately?

                     CHESTER 12
         I do have access.  No failures 
         were recorded.  Walter 33's monthly 
         maintenance checks gave him a clean 
         bill of health.

Halliday heads for the airlock hatch.

                     HALLIDAY
         Well, something's wrong with him.  
         I'm to run an analysis check, find 
         out what.

She taps the hatch control.  It doesn't open.

                     HALLIDAY
         Dammit, now what's wrong with this 
         hatch?  Why won't it open?

                     CHESTER 12
         The airlock hatch between the mid-
         section and the rear section is 
         open, Doctor Halliday.  Walter 33 
         has not closed it yet.  The cockpit 
         hatch is therefore locked as a 
         safety precaution.

Halliday rests her head against the airlock hatch.

                     HALLIDAY
         This is turning out to be quite a 
         frustrating day. 


End excerpt.
                                                            08/14
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