EXT:E::T!OR - INOV-.:.;A TU?.!?PIKE - NIGHT
W.\..a.t..SCTTl-:F.CANYON - SOUTHERN IUM -BRIGE,'!' Ol\Y
A te:ri!ic explosion sends earth, boul~~=s and gr~cite slabs hunc=ecs of feet in all di:ectior.s as •••
'Fl..!J!. TO BI.ACK CR.EDITS ON BLACK VER"! FAST - THEN THE St.AC~
A cluster of p~e tt::· homes, two cc1r c;arages, medallio!'l living. The. i::-a te UOIS~ of what mcst :)e eve:y dog in the neigh.bor.hood .br:.ric;s c~t a sleepy coupla.;., =~~ clods ~ut of his hou~e with a tw~lve~ gauge trap shotgun, his wife en his heels. lie aims the gun skyw~:d.
W:U-i: Don't hit anything.
The do;s s-:cp barking. E·1~!';{thing is still • Across the st:eet ~::o:..:t a.do:e~ neigh!:lo:s ~urzt into happy a??lause. The man smiles ane takes a:bi~ l:ow. The dogs sta:t barking al! over again.
WI='E I'c calling the cops.
C!.CSE - PUMPKIN I!l wn;oo~·
I CLOSC - 'B~R-~Y GUILE:~ - NIGHT It!TEP.!OR ( Four y~a: ole ~~==Y is h~ving a ~estless night. h gentle brecz~ :lares his bangs. A h1iIR?.Il...G smmo interrupts this. Little Ba=ry's eyes eo~e open as a soft red glow plays on his face.
On the nightstand next to his bed, one of Barry's battery toys has co~e on. !tis a Frankenstein monster "ho raises his hands as if to strike when its pants fall down and its fac~ blushes ~ri;-ht red~
E~rry sits cp in bed and looks aro~nd him.
All of his battery toys are working in eiffe:ent places arocncl the room. Tank, rocket ship, police car, 747, drunk chugging brew.
'PEONOG?.AP:! - CLOSE
Playing a scra~ehy "Sesame Street" .record . . .. softly.
Bar:y c;et.s out cf bed an~ looks out the window. In the distance the SOUUO of barking doc;s~ The backyard is dark and utterly still.
The bedroo~ is at the far end of the hallway. Barry ~eves forward, curiously. He t~=ns into the livin; area.
This ==-'O!':l is c.i::-~, save a si):ty watt blue nic;htlight. Sor:letr.jng howe~a= is out of place. All the windows are open and iight is bra~~~in; thrc~;h ~~e laced curtains. Four year old Barry looks a;ai:i ....
TUE :~o::T OQQjt IS WIDE OPEl; - TUE FORCH LIGiiT IS SP!LLINC 1:;.
A SLO\, PAZ:· sho· ...·s Dar=y the roon. Onee again the windows are O?en and t~e roon is bree:i·· The baekdcor is adjar and rattling· against t~e safetv chain. PA11 DO~-;-:;to show the cog door. It is cor:tpletel}' off its hinges ancl lying on the floor.
~,GLE - REFRIGERATOR
The door is swinging O?en. There is foodstuffs in a messy pile around t~H: icebox door.
· He looks in another direetion and is suddenly startled. Fear is just.as suddenly replaced with a kind of shy playfulness. Barry giggles and locks away ••• he turns .back and.laughs, sla?S his · side, turns away and looks back again ••• bursts out laughing. A game is· being played ou~. Little Barry roe's back and forth like a chimpanzee as if imitating what he is watching. He covers his eyes and peek-a-boos. He.spins on his bare heels. He cocks his head to one side a.Dd rotates it in slow sensuous movements. He is havins a wanderful " tL~e.
JIL!,I.;?J CUILER is the attractive mother of Barry and is asleep in th~ riex~ roon. What awakens her i~ the soune o! her son's laughing.· She tur~s ove= in her ced and fixes a look at the luminous cloc~. It's l:35 ~1. Jill tu:ns on the be~side la~p and sits up. The laugh~~; seems to be e~inating frorn the backyard. Jill jumps out of bed and goes to the window.
Ba=ry is ridin; his tricycle in the backyard in the middle of the n!ght. Ee is hysterically happy.
On he: eist~=becl ~x?ression and almost going unnoticed, all the lights in tho house flic~ off.
~crman Greenhouse iz young, gocd looking, and drilling enor~ous hole~ in the wall. It is going to baa sliding glass door. Right now you cculc. drive a tru=k. through the open den wall. A happy Ch.rist::as t::e, blinks in the corner. It is December.
No:TJan is about to res·poncl whe:1 the ne>:t door neighbor yells over t.he ::e:1ce S?eakir.g to hio through the hole in the wall.
bli::ard on televiiion.
(.. Befo:-c ?!o::..i.an can answer, one of Ronnie's co-conspirators, ?-tilcired, l sticks her head into tte room.
z.tILOP~O We need your vote.
RO!mit Do you know w!\at tirne it is?
{ Hildrec is about to c=y. Norma~ is ~bout to speak when . . .. . ( Cight year old T=Ly Cr~enhouse enters the fray in his pajamas. 1:e is holcin; ~ Tex~s ~c=~et c~tculator .
JtONNIE Why a=e.n't you asleep?
Ten year old B:ad '.":Uns into the room, his arms laden down with school books and looseleaf notes.
With that, he hu=ls his book~ all over the floor of the sawdust st:ewn den.
Trying to contain his tsmper through chipping enamel, he .~urns his power drill on and makes some mc=e holes. By this tim~ everybody is ~·elling at once. The w0t:1er: from the ki 4::henette move i:ito the work area and the meeting continues. Ronnie answers the phone, listens.
She: holds the fho~e up to Morman who takes it and sandwiches it between his shoulder and ear. The voice en t~e othe= side c~n be tea=d sho~tir.g through the din.
Dist=ict O?erato= Fleisr..r.:ar. fo: you. ·
o.o. -'.:. Green.house. This call is 2-ll _ for all Line Foreman in ~he Tolono Dis~rict ~o report to thei= Dispatcher's Office. We've got a a dral~ on the pr L'na::-y voltage. we 've lost half a bank of transfo:-:ners at the Gilmore sub-station • • This outage is working its way up thP. radial feeder~ to the residen'l .ials, So put ~our pants on while you've still got light. Supervisor Grimsby perso~all7 asked.me to phor.e you.
CLIC~! The,p.o. hangs up.
~~::-:::ian is rathe= stunned. It's ··not JQSt the phone call; it's the whole eve~ing. He stand~ with tile dial tone bu:zing out of en~ hand and the drill screa:ninq in the other hand. It is at this precise r.\Oment 1:.hat all the lights go out and the r!rill winds eown leaving a stu..~nei room and a soft dialtone. ·
NOR!-'..AN The Department of Water & Power of the City of Tolo:10, Indiana, wishes ~-ou all ·pleasa..'1t dreams and a good night • .
INT~R!OR - .APA..~TM.E~T BUILDING COP..RIDOR - HIGH~
A..~ elderly bespec~acled nan leaves his apart:r.ient in a great rush. Ee carries in his left hand a briefcase and in his right a head protector stenciled Dw"'?- SUPERVISO?..G:tI?-'.SBY. lle confronts a bc1r.k of elevators and p=esses the down button. The elevator arrives al:t.ost L~.:ediately. T~e door opens a~d Supervisor GrL~sby ~teps i.~. The coor closes. A rncrnent passes. The blackout hits the corridor with t.."le speed of light. ".:'he mechanical h'"HIRRt:'lf the autoI:\atic lift wi.~ds dow-n. A mu:fled voice echos f:om the darkness.
A hanc reaches in to discover a regular junk food factory. GrcEnhcu~~ puils out so~e pretzels a::'1~ takes a handful. He is so haP?Y to be ou~ of the house that he beg :..ns to rnu.'":'.ble a::'lc: ht.!."TlV!CK! !.rlWRE::~C!::'s so:;.:; "TI!E N!CHT Ti!Z LIG!:TS WE~:T OU':' IN GEORGI;.". liis civil ser· ..·ice ban:; raaio rig h~~s police culls ~no signs of the growing e~erger.cy.
Past -:ave=:-1s and Put-n' Takes the lowly patto~"ls line the siee- wa!ks, some with candles and flashlights, blinkinq in the night. Soce kids a.re yelling a~ Greenhouses' plainly rnarl-:ed Dept. of Water a.n~ Power car. He has not turned on his own headlights •
Green~o~se.:hinks they are cheering his job. lie waves back, gives a.-i okay sign.
IN"!'ZRIOR - MONITORSYSTEMSCONTROL NIGHT
~his is the crain center of the local DWP. A bank of phones are :L9lging continuously with only one ?OOr assistant to answer them al:ld sho~t his finc!ings to a group of trouble technicians who keep an update on a wall display ~oar~. A completely harried Load Dispatc~er called IKE spots Greenhouse .entering through the main
Am I glad to see you.
IlCE A 27 r.1 line failed at the Gilmore sub-station. The breakers opened and w~ beqan losing feeders. We want to pick up the sys':e.rn before folks start shaving but the cockar.ia.-:ie network hasn't s'toppec falling.
ASSIS1'A!1T Tciono is da:k. Eve:ything is coming aow:i.
Il~ I'll dump the whole city if I have to.
GP.ZENHOUS~ Where's the General Su?er?
Stuck on an elevator betwesn floers a~ his fucking apa:tme~t house. He's ~ryin; to run t.~in~s £: ~hose lit~le trouble phones. •
We can't ca::y this ~uch load.
and ove:loac. Con Ed's asking to be cut free •.
ASS!STANT The=e's a fresh impedance coming in. It's not an overload - it's a drain.
Greenhouse takes a s~e~~ o: paper and starts writin~~
GREEtuiOUSE Shoot it off to me.
ASSIST~!T Coordi~ates Denver-is, A??le-12. Lines M-Mary -10 th:-ough H-!-lary-12.
GRE:E:~U!Ot.1SE Roll the red w;::gons aw.1 splicing crews. I' 11 neec; a high wire act. i\.'ld 9 ive me a ne~work. rnap I can rea~.
He h&s a n~two=k ~ap s~read out over th~ $teering wheel ash~ sea=:hc!:. fo= ~~e:·::;:-cbl~::t _coorciinatcs. Polic:e calls sta:t sqcab~ling th=o~gh.
6-10 Six-ten go'ec dispatch.
G:eer.house has heard this. He pic~-:s U? his car phone •
GR:EElaIOUSZ Ike! Have you rest.cred power to Tolono over.
GRE!:?lHOUS~ The police a:-e reporti~g lights 'in Tolono. Send sot:lebody down there to check. it out.
-IKE Forget it. Tolono .is as blac~ as the inside of that elevator shaft.
CLICK. Greer.hcuse squi:its cut the win::.shield. Ahead of him is a ;low 0£ whit~ anci am=er lights. ;;,s he gets closer a :i•cllow Dtu cher=y picka:- and other su~pc:t vehicles icle in neutral off to one site of the highway. n 1in~ of power poles stretch to a =~~al infinity.
No=-:.:.:1 emerges f:-c~ :"lis car chewing on some licorice. Twelve
li~~~.e:t, -se·.·e:al 'c;=u:it novices and a ta.l! blaci: man c:allei: J;:.c::s,);: all sta:e at Greennouse as t:1ough waiting his reac:~ion.
1( Jackson looks U?. Th~ linemen and grun~s look up. Finally Gre~nho~se looks U?·
JACKSOl~ Why would ar.yboey steal three thousa.nd feet .of transmission cable?
.. GREENEOiJSE It's the high cost of copper. Stu!f's wo~·th a fortu.'"le.
Greenhouse goes to his car. The radio flashes.
POLICE OlSPATCH VOICE See the com~lair.ant at Tolono South. Christli'.as lights have started a minor brush fire.
GREENF.O~S:C Ike! It's Greenhouse.
Gr..EEta!OU!-iE I'm here at Harv-t.en. Th~ t.=ansrniss:ion line has been s~olen ri~~~ off the pole.
· CP..E:i:NHOUSE: It look~ ·like vanda!s made a vary slopp~· splice at the terminals, then · bac~ed inn truck a~d p~lled out ~11 the grour,ds.
GREE:UHOUSE One hour - how is that possible?
The inticing police calls replace Ike's thicJ; voice. No:rnan stares a~ his dashboard making up his mind. He looks devilishly in Jackson's direction.
GREEUIIOtJSE How'd you like to sign on this o;,s.ration fo~ about an hour.
Greenhouse is already closing the car door and star~ing the engine.
JACl~Sot: . (bcgi~ning to panic) Me? F.un th .is show? I'm a ju."1ior lineman. My las~ Civil Service exam was in March.
JACKSOl-l Who's go~na li~ten to me. I'~ not even seniority. I'~ not even white.
GREE:IrnOUSE One hour. You got to crack :.:.?1c\·.'hip. Burn the ~ic~ish~ oil. co it like T.~.T. One hour.
Greenho~se makes a U-turn a~d wav~s towu~ds Jackson reass~:ingly •
Jackson t~rns to face a~out seventeen veterans waitin; ~o be told \.:hat ~o do. He scre\,"S on his cou:ac;e a!ld points a long fin1er at·· the naked power pole ..
The ~H'P ca: speec.s uncer a sign that locates TO!.OUOl~ MILES.
Greer.house turns up the volU!i.e on his Hul ti-Channel receiver. Police in co~versation crackle out.
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OFFICER LONGL~ (V.O.) U-fiva. Longly ove:.
Grec:-.:!o·.1se -.:iulls over on the r.arro~-: o: f-rarn?'l and tea:-s a": soma l~ca: road ;a?t. O~ening one over the dashb~ard only to :eject it for a:-:.::ther. ;.. bright g:oup of !'lignt.ea."':'\s appt!ars o\·a: :lis s:·1onleer and c~t the back windo~. G:cenho~se a~~ent:y waves an arm and t~e autc~~bile lights p~ss hin on the lc!t.
LOL1G!..Y We'll ne~d ~o~e as~is=anc0 finding ~~o~'lar's • • t: , • ' • s~o~t1ng =~~n of!. Cc~;lc o_ ~un~rcc pcop~e in their ~.J. 's :hin% it's s~t~rdnr ni~ht cu~ hc~e.
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cri:::t:~mouSE (pouring over m~p) russy·.-,illow. Ora:1g=. D-five. H-34.
His two finge:s ~ee~ and he takes off in dust.
EXTERIO?. - DARK::t?:E:ONE!GHBORHOOO - ?-!!G.!IT
Greenho~se s ea= crawls along looking for street signs.
CLOSE - P...~DIO
LO?:GLYIs VOICE \Je 're on the reservoir grid, heading No:-th~ast. HCJld on. Heading Northwest on Cottontail.
EXTI:t'.ICP. - ~l-.!~r:t::-:i:o ~?:.IGHEC~i:~oo
Gree .. house signi~ics furth~r interest by ~u}~i~g "nether U-t~rri.
~ ·· INSID! CREt~HO~SE'S CAR
He is blarLketed by ro.admaps.
GRE.E:tmOUSE Coft, Ccmrne=c:e ••• Connecticut. . . . COTTO:iTAIL ! ! !
EXTZR!OR - ,ST?..EETSor SUBURBIA- NIGHT
Graenhouse's two-tone s~dan is just a checkered blurr racing tl:lrou;h the night. A steady flow of police calls a.'!\asses adrenalin wi t."l confusion.
BUSINESS DISTRlCT - NIGHT
Peo-ole stanc.ina aro~md \1i th f lashl ighti:;. Parked cars with their heac!la.~ps shining. The rest is in the dark. A total power O\!tage.
FARM cotmTY EIGir.·:;\y - G~EtNP.OUSE
He tu:ns into a rutted road, shines his spotlight on the street sign. He checks his map. It confuses hi~. Greenhouse backs on~o the main highway and stops, pulling the map closer, twisting ~ha gooseneck intensor la.r.tp close enough to :>urn a hole.
A bank~= lights from an approaching vehicle can be seen fron the rear ~i~dow. Ttey tlr~w up very close and sto?. Gre~nhcuse is ocl1