The second authorized translation of the sci-fi script about scheme for eternal life of rich and power by cloning yourself and transplanting brain with head. The Hollywood friendly format.
INT. COZY BEDROOM AT SUBTROPICAL VILLA - MORNING
An early morning. There is an interior of cozy out-of-town
house in the country with a subtropical climate.
Through the leafs of garden, along the room, a sunbeam
reflects gather for a casual dance. Two young bodies lie
in the bed. A girl is a first one to wake up.
She is tall, slim, in her early thirties but appears
considerably younger of her real age that could be guessed
only on the base of observation of special features
of behavior by the trained eyes of divorced man or single
women. She raises herself on the elbow and engagingly
examines the person near her. He is not noticeably taller
than she. His face obviously belongs to the typical
intellectual person; a figure is a sport type but does
not show overbuilding muscles of professional athletes.
The man comes around much slowly and very unwilling. With
certain distrust he looks at the female partner.
LAK
Listen, what is your name?
IRENE
Irene. Yours, mister scientist?
LAK
Doctor Feit. -
IRENE
Is that all or probably you
will give: the same not so
official for a very close
partner?
LAK
Lak.
IRENE
Hey you, why so grim? Don't
panic. I am completely
healthy. Stewardesses are
checked regularly.
LAK
I am simply trying to
understand, why did you
immediately jump with me
into bed. You were
surrounded by such elegant
supermen in the bar that
remained me even slightest
chance for one look.
IRENE
Why, why, why. Tell me
why. OK but later. What
the hell. It was about your
face. It was shining on me
as if you had been awaited
this encounter hundreds years,
met me at once, were happy
finally and will not
lose me ever since.
LAK
I had terribly detestable
mood. The chick I dated
platonically whole week
flushed me away yesterday
like a trash. Nobody can
stand the girl, who is
freaked out from
tamtam-dumdam music,
drinks like a horse or
politician's daughter.
On the top of all she
smokes. Plus her lexicon...
I wanted to seize the
initiative lecturing the
theory of sexual connections
on the basis of the analogy
with laws of the kinetics of
gas-phase reactions, but it
could be much better
to me instead to undress,
climbs up to the palm and
to begin to bawl the
Tarzan call. Most likely,
entire her band would
follow an example and
there would be much of
peaceful merriment.
IRENE
Am I the first?
LAK
I will not say.
What the matter?
It was bad? -
IRENE
Quite the opposite.
But it was over passion
to tear out my cloth. I have
little compassion about the
shirt but after only the hour
I should be in the airport.
And what I wear instead
of a skirt... In the end,
however, you were very
ender and this is your
style. Just make a big
milestone on your nose.
LAK
I feared you... I will
purchase everything
along the way.
IRENE
One solution another
problem - how I will
reach the car?
LAK
Don't bother. There are
no neighbors around.
EXT. OPEN CAR DRIVE - MORNING
Open convertible car runs along the picturesque almost forest
road. Irene is sitting in man's shirt with the intricate pun
on colorful necktie.
Lak returns from the supermarket with the bags. Girl dresses
over in the inside. She was pleased by purchases. The car
leaves near the airport, she kisses fellow into his lips.
LAK
When again you will
fly here?
IRENE
In the week. More
precisely I do not
know.
LAK
Call me. OK? -
IRENE
Never beg.
She takes his bossiness card
IRENE
Do not wait especially.
LAK
Call.
IRENE
So long.
EXT. AIRPORT - LATE MORNONG
Pretty women depart. Before the airport entrance Irene
turns around and smiles by the dazzling and stewardess
trained. The smile pure professional, although in this
situation it was extra efforts, but she wanted to
gratify the gentleman.
Lak goes in the airport himself. He breakfasts in the
open bar. Aircrafts take off and lands. One of them
has to be with Irene on board.
EXT. OPEN CAR DRIVE - MORNING
Lak drive along the narrow one-way road. Trees approach
directly to the asphalt. Even an u-turn could be a
problem here. He passes the unnoticeably located posts
of protection. Through the not guarded gates it enters
into the garage, which is located in long two-story house
with one of walls of which it is abutted against
perpendicular cliff. After leaving the machine,
Lak approaches the door, he opens it with own key,
he goes into the bathroom, moves aside the wash together
with the part of thewall then he walks into the opened
space to the narrow room with the naked walls and the eye
checker on the opposite wall, positions his eye into
it and presses button. Moderate light flash appears.
INT. RESEARCH CENTER - DAY
There is the photograph of his retina on the screen of
computer in the security room. Several seconds
a sequence after sequences occurs the collation
of photograph with the patterns. Appears inscription
"the Dr. Lak Feit, 24 years. The research surgeon.
Education: Oxford, Harvard. Ph.D. in Biology. IQ=170.
Unmarried. Clearance level - 2. Agent A7C conducts
routine annually check according to the procedure Y13 ".
Door slides back. There is empty accommodation with
two doors. Lak enters into the right. Long hallway
with numbered doors. Lak enters into one of them.
He undresses. Adjacent room - takes a shower.
He washes, enters to the parallel corridor. Along
it there is a poll filled with a discreet disinfecting
solution. After muttering profanity, he dives surfacing
subsequently in another room after swimming through
the tunnel. In the following cabin he meets a powerful
flow of dry air and later a kind of some of corona
discharge around entire space. Here Lak's the hairs
arise like a porcupine's needles. Thin lightings beat
throughout the body. This is the only procedure that
gives him a hint of the pleasure. Finally the researcher
dresses underwear and an air isolated half transparent
suit looked like a space-dress. He connects the hose
of to the plug. Through several seconds at the screen
appear two almost identical curves with many peaks one
over another. On the black line there are the small
spikes, marked red by inscription
"A Revlon lipstick #21. Xa-xa".
INT. SURGION ROOM - DAY
LAK
Iron foolmate.
Surgeon room. Lak carries out the mutual transplantation
of heads of two monkeys. They are completely identical.
LAK
Unregekt.! Are you going
to sleep, Suzi!?
SUZI
Employing procedure today
does not include Unregekt
injection! Doktor? Didn't
you read a procedure,
did you?
LAK
Certainly, not. Stupid
work. I image the title
in the evening newspaper.
"Doctor Feit reseated the
heads of macaco- monkeys
in 22 minutes 31 second.
This is for 5 seconds
better than the local
record, but two seconds
short of world one.
But doctor is still
young."
SUZI
Works ought not
be discussed.
LAK
Nobody does any
discussions...,
these monkeys are
twins, indeed? -
SUZI
...! -
The reproachful look of Suzi.
INT. BUSINESS OFFICE - DAY
Working office room of Lak. On the screen of computer there
is the spreadsheet of the database about the experimental
monkeys. Numbers in two columns are identical. Lak brings
cursor to the cell "supplier", he click by mouse. The message
- "Clearance is insufficient" on the screen.
INT. APPARTMENT DUTY - LATE DAY
Lak enters the neglected urban apartment. At the one of the
several terminals the fat fellow sits half naked up to the
belt periodically convulsing moving the mouse and taping several
letters. Lak flaps his arm. No reaction. Fellow without
being visible distracted with the invasion stares at the
screen, his fingers somnambulistic run on the keyboard
and catches a mouse. Lak slowly pours out the bottle of
water on the head of this pretty male species.
FRED
Thanks. Exact what
doctor prescribed.
Without turning head Fred converses, so was the name
of computer freak.
LAK
Fred, I have told you
that I operate monkeys.
I want to learn, who has
supplied us the party
of twins. My level of
admittance did not enough.
FRED
Two hundred - work, plus
tree - risk. In advance.
LAK
Last time for the risk
there were one hundred.
FRED
Now more. After the
firewall of your center
they recently put free
on hunt an evil watch
dog without the muzzle
and the curb.
His arm with oven palm moves on shoulder waiting until Lak
will count off and put into it money. Without inspecting
them Fred put papers under keyboard and continues
evaluations. Nothing that could have any sense for amateur
eyes do not happen. All these not too long time Fred did
no even once turn away from screen.
Once he begins to speak out:
FRED
Transaction is executed through five
import/exports companies; the branch
of your center in Honolulu was the
third of them. They are financed
via three charitable foundations;
the counselor panel is from
ministry of sport. Your center
is one of the founders of two
of the funds... Center did
purchases sort of from itself.
The bottom line is that all
its assets after these
transactions did not change
a coin.
INT. VILLA - NIGHT
Twilight yellow illumination from skies immediately after
sunset. House Of Lak. Irene comes in. She approaches him,
takes for the hand and pulls into the bedroom. Without
speaking a word. They are making love as if fulfilling a
religious ritual. Both of them are completely occupied
by sex concentrating on desperately attempt to create
event that partner will have difficulty to extract from
mind ever.
EXT. TERRACE - NIGHT
Black southern night. They sit on the open terrace for the coffee. Irene asks:
IREN
Well, baby genius, did you behave
well without me? Did something
fabulous invention worth Nobella?
Is it the name of you childhood
sweetheart?
LAK
It seems that I begin to understand
what was my occupation last three years.
IREN
That's so delightful! . Do you know,
I already lost a hope that anyone will
say that he knows what working for?
Money is most often mention reason,
but it's highly questionable
justification - just a paper.
LAK
Do want to die? To have eternal life?
IREN
Thus far, no. Besides, if I will
be encounter several mad scientists
more then I do not guarantee that
such thought will not hit my psyche.
LAK
If you had sufficient authority
and money - you could live eternally.
At least it is not clear limits so
far. In any case a biological limits.
Of course someday sun will blow out.
Stupid meteor...
IREN
From this point on, very detail
specific and for the record! -
Irene kidding pretends to be a reporter taking an
interview. She takes a pen and presses its button
as if starting a tape recorder and put it in the front of Lak's mouth.
LAK
The idea of the procedure is
simple. Today you will order your
clone, a precise copy yourself.
She will be like your identical
twin. She will birth in nine
months. Through twenty years you
will changed with her heads and
bodies. And she will remain young
and foolish head and your athletic
perfect... khm... forty years
age body... As for you, there
will preserve a wisdom, but it
will be necessary to make a lot
of fitness job on the body of
young stupid to save a husband.
IREN
Thanks.
Irene is giggling and bending over the table kisses a
lobule of his ear. His compliment and in generally tone makes her
warm feeling. He pronounces a word "husband" that on this stage of
relation is a promising hint. Too early to make any
conclusions but...
LAK
Then repeat the operation every
twenty years. - He thinks. - It
can have to be more frequent.
Who knows? Thus far until one
tries nobody will know.
IREN
Why have I hear nothing about?
LAK
Try to image how much it must cost?
What the reason for the twin to
agree on the surgeon? All of this
is impossible. In legal way of course.
IREN
Where is your work is here in that tale?
LAK
I have being transplanting heads of
monkeys already three years in the
center. Allegedly it's for studying of
the formulation of drugs to prevent
rejection of organs. They pay to me
well. More then competitively. Large
vacations. Everything is just
perfect. Very, very good. - They
silently continue late cups thinking
over each about own.
INT/EXT. ANIMATION
The image of terrace begins to change a palette as if changing
visible spectrum into infrared. An emitter incorporated in one
of the earring of Irene becomes evident. Following the modulated
ray to the receiver that located in the foliage of tree not far
from the house. The signal flies in the form of the digital
code through the half of the globe and the pair of satellites.
Its destination was inside of the dead end micro-chip.
On the parallel screens evidently as charges change positions
inside the semiconductor crystal, and on other screen there is
in the window that is fulfilled with lines proceed from more the
lines of the program code, highlighting some the values that
includes numbers and words. At one moment of exhibition it slows
down and the words: "to live eternally, clone, transplantation,
center, authority, law, twin, clearance=2 " begins flushing.
The program jumps inside another function that returns a value
- 0.9997.
Sharp signal sounds on the terminal of the officer on a duty of
the security service and inscription appears. "The security breach
of the highest level of confidence. Lak Feit, research surgeon;
Irene Cole, agent. Recommendation is immediate liquidation.
All contacts revealed from the given moment three month
retrospectively are to complete disinfecting".
AIRFIELD - NIGHT
The sports airplane loads by canisters at a small airfield.
It takes off and moves toward of the Lak house.
INT. BIG BOSS OFFICE - NIGHT
The phone is ringing on the very stylish table with antique
and luxurious office gadgets. On the plasma flat screen a
copy of security alert appears. But here it is much more
detailed and accompanied with the short bio films about
Lak, Irene, Fred and other contacts of all them. Much more
time is devoted to analysis and prediction of the possible
actions. Not too much an outside witness could understand
from this professional videoconference.
EXT. TERRACE - NIGHT
LAK
Let's go for the night ocean swim?
offers Lak.
EXT. OPEN CAR DRIVE - NIGHT
Young couple jumps up and racing toward the car. Irene
manages to be the first to sit on the driver place; she
turns keys left by Lak and they run away in the night.
Lak turns on the radio and scans stations not staying long
on any one. The scrap of news "... hour it disappeared from
the screens of radars. Toward the point of impact the
cost guard... "
LAK
Terrible end. To live, to dream
about romantic dates, real love
and suddenly without the warning
- the explosion. You are fling
in different directions at the
same time...
IREN
As the matter-of-fact the warning
can be. Take a look. -
Irene shows him a ring with the transparent
stone.
IREN
Here it is a fantastic sophisticated
electronics. When time bomb is
activated this piece of civilization
can recognize specific pattern of
electromagnetic fields. There were
rumors at once that only seven seconds
was left before diffusion of the
bomb in parcel of the grandmother
going to leave a fortune size of
insurance for dentist tuition...
But most likely there will be not
enough time even for praying before
personal meeting with The Creator.
This conversation is a source of excitement for Lak. He
impersonalizes himself in the shoes of fly marshal who
could cut red wire in the very last second, entirely
like real boy. The car parks at the embankment. Lights
of bars and casinos there and here are promising a joy
of boasting with happiness of love in a front of lonely
strangers.
EXT. BEACH ROAD - NIGHT
A fuel truck is moving towards them. The Irene's ring
begins to shine from blue passing yellow and reaching
red and increasingly loudly shrill sounds.. Lak is
suddenly feeling a power cold gust of from the grave.
The pint of sweat just instantly pored from all around
of his body. He comes to a decision that he is a target
of assassination. There were no direct proofs only too
many out of normal life coincidental events like from
the mystery books he is so fancy about.
A respectable looking gentlemen come out from the nearby
car opening and closing big umbrella two times in the
spite of clear star rich sky. He wrote about such sign
about JFK killing plot. The last small filament, which
connects him with the human society, was broken. A lock
in the cell of beast inside of the shell of civilized
person soundlessly was released and the basis instinct
of saving his own life not paying attention to the brakes
of moral or creating a decent impression launches to act
on its own.
Lak is sitting on the passenger place put a transmission
to the backward motion; pushes the gas pedal over Irene's
leg; push the button to open baggage carrier, drives back
to the hatchway of sewage system. He jumps out of the car
without opening a door, grabs big screwdriver from the open
car's back, begins to raise bar cover of the hole and is
able to do this in the spite of real resistance of the
heavy staff.
The gas truck is coming already entirely close and the
distance is shorting fast. The umbrella guy runs towards
them and open it again. Lak shouts "Irene. "Follow me" and
practically falling inside the black hole. Irene is not
under shock, but she are somewhat stiffed comparable a man.
She opens the car door and stepping after Lak.
Simultaneously with the moment, when she head has already
been hidden from the surface and hand still holds for the
edge the tank strikes and rumpled their vehicle that looks
like as small as a toy in comparison with the gas carrier.
The tanker overturned, leaks a gasoline in the fountain style.
Irene is not able to hold any more and falls, knocking against
clamps by knees and elbows. Lak, who already runs along the
tunnel, when she smacked up to the layer of water covering
the surface of the underground, stops for the moment. He
is examining the situation doing instant estimations of
chances to carry her out in time. They are slim. The gas
is poring down quite significantly. He has a possibility
to rescue himself only. Their eyes are encountered. She
shouts to him- "I checked you..." He is turning and runs.
The gas is finally flared up. Enormous, as a red exotic
flower a sphere of fire covers everything all around and
penetrating the tunnel moving after the Lak. He jumps out
in the ocean and dives underneath at the fairly last
moment, already covered in fire. But in his ears the
desperately bitter and improbably loud weeping- cry of
Irene stands. In the silence of deep the very clearly
recognizable how the terrible sound of fired women is
transformed into the weeping of small girl and dies.
Probably this is only imagination.
He surfaces just after the pool of fire. On the
embankment besides normal mess of the coming fire, medical
and police vehicles he notes bikers distributed at
the approximately equal distances from each other.
They are not separated among the randomly moving idlers.
They are attracted Lak's attention only because off he
is focusing on finding hunters after himself.
He quietly is swimming along the coast and it finally
reaches the point after the last agent. Lak comes out
of water fairly far from him. He is crawling almost naked
along the rock embankment to the biker. The large
razor-sharp peace of seashell is selected and taken
by him along the way. His enemy stares with observable
stress into the sea direction and cannot notice sound
of paces masked by the noise of surf. By the precise
gesture of surgeon Lak break the neck of foe. He does
not release the agonizing body immediately shielding
himself by him from neighboring security fellow. Lak
changes cloth with the guard. Approximately in one hour
in the headset of helmet there is a voice of the command
"Abort" and bikers one by one are leaving the scene.
He awaits, when the last one passes and then by the knife
of guard chops off the right thumb and cut out a right
eye of the corps.
He moves on the motorcycle in the direction of disappeared
band. He already deduced the point of their destination.
That was his working place. The Center.
INT. RESEARCH CENTER - NIGHT
The is an already familiar building of the entrance hall
of the Center. Lak follows tracks of sand on the stairs
to the second floor and come in the bathroom identical
to the one he uses as an backdoor to the research department.
This time he put the eye of guard to the ocular sensor
and presses the button by his finger. The door is opened
in three seconds. Lak never before was in this part of the
complex. Guards already left somewhere into their barracks.
One of the doors is half open. Lak stops near by and listens
a business dialogue between the calm, very high-ranker
managers. One of them has significant face of natural master.
On the wide bald spot of the scalp there are three signs
like after not accurate marking by drunken cowboy.
The perfect suit decorated with only one jewelry, tie clipper
with the diamond that easy could the only friend of anybody,
confronts to his opponent's formal but appeared like a blue
color uniform if anybody could have crazy idea to compare.
EXT. OTHER NOT SO BIG BOSS OFFICE - NIGHT
DIRECTOR
�will find another surgeon.
Only two extra years of trainings
to wait.
QUASIMODE
Without any guarantee that new
boy will be clever adequately
in order to do everything
correctly and dizzy enough not
to care about all scheme? And
what for did you sent to him
this slut? She is spy snake.
You should protect him from
such kind of attacks, not to
provoke boiling young blood.
DIRECTOR
It was simple routine security
procedure. Check for the loyalty...
Sorry, my fault, I did not
anticipate all consequences.
The big boss quietly looks at his wristwatch, where instead
of the time the image of Lak in the hall appears.
Extraordinary man, as usual, suddenly makes a decision.
He takes a pen, directs it to the subordinate and pull
and release a holder. The needle shot from the pen
penetrating the coat discharge a poison into the pody.
The weapon acts instantly. The target lost ability to move
and his time slowly flows from its body on the luxurious
carpet of the office.
QUASIMODE
Lak.
Lak quietly appeals chief toward the door.
QUASIMODE
I have freed out the position
of the executive director. Your
former chief did not manage the
deadline, literally speaking.
But time does not wait. My head
should reseat after only in year.
To do it to yourself you will not
be able, but your turn will
approach not soon yet. You will
be able to prepare a replacement
to your position.
LAK
Offer accepted.
replays Lak, entering into office together with the pair
of the well-built guards, whom paying to him no attention.
They take away the body of killed. The marked man slightly
smiles. He intends to have a talk, but this is disturbanc
of the rules of the game, when everyone understands
everything without the words or die.
QUASIMODE
Comfort yourself. Call me Quasimode.
At the morning you will tomorrow
select assistant. This night you will
spend here. Your house does not exist
any more. Plane crash. The life is full
of fatal coexistences. One has aircraft
to his head. Other one suffered with
heart attack in empathy. Three is a
bedroom after the bookshelves. You can
use toothbrush of the predecessor.
He is completely healthy.
He wants to add, "he was", but rapidly it realized that
it would sound rhetoric.
QUASIMODE
He was.
Quasimode adds nevertheless emphasizing that he is over
any rules here and everything is permitted for the owner
of life, even tasteless speech. He makes rules about
anybody and everything here. Quasimode intents to leave,
but he decides after all to explain his motives. More
for himself then for Lak.
QUASIMODE
When everything is so arranged so
reliably, there is only one danger
- an anger of Gods. You are lucky,
happy fellow. This is much too
important enterprise to relay
on imageless officers. At least
one lucky Lak is necessary to be
here as a talisman.
Quasimode writes short note on the slip of paper,
approaches Lak, friendly flaps his shoulder and
directing him to the free chair. - I am leaving
master password to the system. He leaves the
scene.
INT/EXT ANIMATTION/COLLAGE - MANY YEARS
Lak turns on the computer and begins journey along
the whole project. One of the episodes appears the
picture shows three young people in the rooms with
the sport equipments; one tool is like the enormous
squirrel wheel. Each of men has red birthmarks these
are on the exact the same places as a Quasimode has.
Surgery. Laboratories. Database of client's files.
Lak arises from the chair. He is already completely
otherwise, luxurious dressed gentlemen with
unshakable self confidents looks almost as
a apprentice of Quasimode. It is evident that passed
about fifteen years since time we saw him last time.
He come into the receiving room and tells to secretary
with the forms of bad girl after model career as
a playmate of the week.
EXT. OFFICE - DAY
LAK
I am tired. Organize the pair
of duplicates from the canned
stock before any usage. I don't
like these scars you know.
And join us too. It is not always
safe to deal with these animals,
they do not understand a word,
literally.
EXT. BEDROOM AT OFFICE DAY
Against their background the secretary calls. The guards
derive the dazzling beauty of two girls taking from
isolated rooms for one. They clearly do not know how
to talk. Women are calm, but is completely senseless.
Girls could only inarticulately moan being subordinated
to gestures of guards. They pass the office entering into
the bedroom of Lak. He lies naked on the bed and
watches TV. On the screen the young Quasimode is answering
questions of journalists. Lak salute to him with a friendly
smile, switch off the tv-set and turns to the dessert.
Initially published in 2003 or so
republished:
Nov. 7, 2018; 09:00 EST