Paul: Look, let's just give it a try.
John: Together
Ringo: Together
George nods and they begin to play. It sounds Beatlesque but highly abstract with noises.
George: By me, I think we've got it!
Scene: Chwech and Director Esme sit in the room. An ornament on the desk blinks on and off.
Esme: They did it.
Chwech looks at her and looks at the phone. They look at each other. She reaches for the phone. He reaches for the ornament and hits her on the head knocking her unconcious. He runs for the door.
Scene: Intern Adams plays the tamborine while the Beatles play their song. Weird camera angles.
Scene: Agent Chwech runs down the hall.
Scene: More playing from the Beatles.
Scene: Chwech rushes into the room, signalling for them to stop.
Chwech: You have to get out of here. They're going to kill you now that they have what they want.
Paul: No, no, no, its not like that. We tricked them
Chwech: They counter tricked you. They have a band putting together the song based on what you translated. They just needed you to put together the antidote.
Ringo: So it's an anti antidote?
Chwech: Precisely.
John: We need to get it out there before they can put it out.
Chwech: It'll never work. They control all the TV stations.
Paul: What about the Radio?
Chwech: That too.
Paul: No time for a record but....wait. I have it! We'll do a concert.
George: A last concert. (He nods)
Chwech: You'll have to mix it in subliminally to your other music. The raw tone will be too much for them to handle.
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