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41. Cut to the sensors flickering on and off. FREIGHT The sensors.....they can detect the sensors. The cutters start their work. FREIGHT Wait! Stop! Abort! I know how to send a signal. The cutters continue. Freight struggles in his bonds. The cutters move deeper, blood spurts. FREIGHT WAIT GOD DAMN IT! WAIT. STOP. I CAN STILL FEEL IT. The cutters stop and in that moment he breaks free but the injection arm hits him with a third dose of anesthetic. He crawls down off of the table, but wobbles back and forth. He is clearly bleeding. He moves back and forth and lands in a hall way. Freight leaves a trail of blood behind him. INT – SENSOR ROOM – DAY Freight taps into the computer rapidly. He just sets it up to say S.O.S. FREIGHT S.O.S. God damn it! SOS. The screen blips and seems to acknowledge the command. Freight slowly slides backward in the chair, unconscious. SCENE – DAY – AIR LOCK – INT A clean up crew comes on to the ship. TECH 1 So do you think that this was just a bug? LEADER A bug that says SOS? (CONTINUED)

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CONTINUED: 40. FREIGHT Alright. That’s it. Bob, I want you to go away and don’t come back. Even if I tell you otherwise. Bob slowly moves away. He stops once. FREIGHT Go Bob. That’s an order. And don’t come back even if I scream for it. Bob moves away out of sight. A pair of arms with cutters on them emerge from the ceiling. They are very sharp. Another arm comes down and injects Freight with Anesthetic. FREIGHT Wow. That’s some pretty strong stuff. Beat. The cutters start. FREIGHT Oh god. There has to be some other way. The cutters begin to cut and just breach a little bit of skin. FREIGHT Wait! I can still feel that. The cutters stop and the arm with the anesthetic moves up and takes another injection. FREIGHT Wow. That is good stuff. I think I can see new colors. I wonder if I can telepathically communicate with Kendra and Aaron. At least they’re not starving to death, knock on wood. Freight knocks his hand on the table and gets an expression of comprehension on his face. The cutters start again.

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CONTINUED: 39. FREIGHT Think we can make it? BOB (Clicks) FREIGHT Well, let’s give it a try. BOB (Clicks) SCENE - INT - DAY Montage of both of them working on creating the harness and trying it out. Freight starts to strap himself into the chair. He has one leg done up before he seems to have second thoughts. Bob ’watches’. Freight unstraps himself. Freight goes through the rich people’s quarters and has Bob scan them. A monetary amount appears on an account, which goes up (Bob is carrying it) that goes up a bit each time they enter a room. Finally, the number approaches one million and Freight is resigned. FREIGHT That’s it. That’s will be enough. Wide shot of Freight again approaching the med bay. SCENE – INT – DAY – MED BAY Freight begins to strap himself into the Apparatus. He has some difficulty with this. FREIGHT Bob, you mind helping? BOB (Clicks twice.) FREIGHT Please Bob? This is the only way. BOB (Beat) (Clicks.) They resume strapping him in to the chair. Finally once he is secured, he talks again to Bob. (CONTINUED)

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38. SHOT – MED BAY – DAY – INT FREIGHT How many calories did I lose? SHIP’S COMPUTER 2400. FREIGHT WHAT? SHIP’S COMPUTER 2400. FREIGHT That’s more than was in the Shitbucket Pie. Beat as the ship doesn’t say anything. FREIGHT Are you sure? SHIP’S COMPUTER 2400. FREIGHT Shut up. Freight slides with his back down against the wall, muttering to himself. SCENE – MED BAY - INT – DAY Freight turns his head at Bob. Bob ’looks’ back. FREIGHT Well. (beat) I guess there really isn’t any other choice then. Freight walks over to a table, takes out a sheet of paper and draws on it. He takes the piece of paper, tears it off, and crumples it and then throws it away. He does this a second time and throws it away. A close up of the blue print reveals a set of elaborate straps designed to put him into the Medical chair. He stares at Bob. (CONTINUED)