[Script] Unfood - Page 7

CONTINUED: 7. FREIGHT (QUIETLY) fuck. ACT 1 SCENE 2 SCENE INTERIOR – NIGHT – CONFEDERATION COURT The scene is rather stark. A single white marblish bench lies in the center of the room with a light shining down upon it. The court, and the judge is shown in shadow off to the side so that their identity can be properly concealed. There are no papers of any kind on the bench. Just the three defendants, all dressed in stark white robes which glare in the reflection of the light that shines down upon them. JUDGE We find you guilty. How do you plead? KENDRA Real cool. Guilty until proven innocent? JUDGE The weight in your case is overwhelming. FREIGHT Look, this was all just a big misunderstanding. JUDGE Oh? FREIGHT That’s right. JUDGE I think this unlikely, but you are permitted a defense. FREIGHT Well, basically that cargo was placed on our ship by someone else against our knowledge. JUDGE So someone else just put it there? FREIGHT That’s right. (CONTINUED)