Bob and Lyn are talking, passing a bottle of Scotch
backwards and forwards between them. Both are drunk.
LYN CASSADY
Okay. Let me ask you something. What color were the chairs in the hotel bar?
BOB
(Beat)
Uh...?
10/21/08 18.
LYN CASSADY
You were in there for hours. What color were the chairs?
BOB
Um...brown?
LYN CASSADY
They were green. How many lights are there in this room?
Bob starts to look around.
LYN CASSADY (CONT’D)
A Super Soldier wouldn’t need to look. He would justknow.
BOB
A Super Soldier?
LYN CASSADY
A Jedi Warrior. He would know where all the lights were. He could walk through a room and tell you how manypower outlets there were. People are walking around with their eyes closed. At Level One we were trained toinstantly absorb all details.
BOB
(Beat)
What’s a Jedi Warrior?
LYN CASSADY
You’re looking at one.
BOB
You’re a Jedi Warrior?
LYN CASSADY
That’s correct.
BOB
What does that...? I don’t think I...
LYN CASSADY
(patiently)
I’m Sergeant First Class Lyn Cassady, Special Forces, retired. In the eighties I was trained at Fort Bragg in a secret initiative code-named Project Jedi. The objective of the project was to create Super Soldiers.
(MORE)
10/21/08 19.
LYN CASSADY (CONT'D)
Soldiers with Super Powers. We were the first generation of the New Earth Army.
BOB
(Beat)
You’ve got super powers?
LYN CASSADY
That’s correct.
BOB
Hold on, let me...let me just...
He takes out his NOTEBOOK, fumbling, trying to get into
journalist mode.
BOB (CONT’D)
Okay, so, so you’re saying you were a Psychic Spy, like Lacey?
LYN CASSADY
We prefer the term Remote Viewer.
BOB
How does that work?
LYN CASSADY
Different Jedi had different techniques. Mel Landau used to visualize packing all his cares and worries in a little suitcase, to clear his mind. Steve Cuttle used to read Bible verse...
BOB
What about you?
Lyn thinks about it.
LYN CASSADY
Well, I find drinking helps. Also if I’m listening to classic rock music.
BOB
Yeah? (Beat) Like who?
LYN CASSADY
I like Boston. Boston usually works.
Bob jots this down in the notebook.
BOB
(writing)
What other powers did you practise?
10/21/08 20.
LYN CASSADY
Invisibility.
BOB
(Taken aback)
Invisibility?
LYN CASSADY
Yup. That was Level Three.
BOB
Actual invisibility?
LYN CASSADY
Well...yeah, that was thegoal. But after a while we adapted it to just finding a way ofnot being seen.When you understand the, the linkagebetween observation and reality, you learn todance with invisibility.
Bob tries to follow this.
BOB
Like camouflage?
LYN CASSADY
It’s not like camouflage. We also practised Phasing. Crossing from particle to wave, from the physical realm to the plane of energy. Solid objects seem to pass right through you. It’s starts with a breathing exercise...
Lyn makes a weird shallow PANTING SOUND.
LYN CASSADY (CONT’D)
Then you think black. That’s the nothingness.
Bob watches him solemnly as he continues his weird
panting.
BOB
I don’t...can I be honest, Lyn? I don’t know what to make of this. I don’t know what to say. This is amazing stuff. (Beat) How would you...I wanna...could I write a story about this?
Lyn stops panting, takes a swig of whiskey, stares at the
bottle, suddenly taciturn.
LYN CASSADY
Not going to happen.
10/21/08 21.
BOB
No, but see, I’ve beenlooking for a story Lyn. I was going to write about the re-build contracts but this...this is even better and I...
LYN CASSADY
Not going to happen.
BOB
All I’m saying is we could talk some more tomorrow and...
LYN CASSADY
I’m shipping out tomorrow.
BOB
You’re going home?
LYN CASSADY
Going to Iraq. There’s this factory we might be partnering with inAl Qaim.
Bob’s face falls.
BOB
Oh.
They sit in silence for a moment. Lyn passes Bob the
whiskey. He takes a swig, his mind whirring...
BOB (CONT’D)
(Suddenly)
I could come.
LYN CASSADY
(Beat)
What?
BOB
I could come with you, maybe, and...
LYN CASSADY
Bob, I don’t want to be a story, okay? I don’t need the attention and...
BOB
No, listen, we could change names, stuff could stay off record and...
10/21/08 22.
LYN CASSADY
It’s a war over there Bob. Okay? A war. I can’t be looking out for you.
Bob flushes with annoyance.
BOB
Well you know, you don’t... I look after myself. Okay? I look after...And I’ve been in some pretty hairy situations before. I’m not, you know...I’m a journalist, Lyn. You understand?
He slaps his notebook for emphasis.
BOB (CONT’D)
Ajournalist. I go where the story is.
BOB (V.O.)(CONT’D)
I was an American. I was Resolute. I wanted adversity to reveal my character to the world. And to my wife. And to that one-armed cunt Dave.
Lyn is staring at Bob’s notebook. He takes it from Bob
and examines Bob’s DRAWINGS OF EYES.
LYN CASSADY
What’s this?
BOB
What? Nothing. I was just doodling.
Lyn examines Bob - something DIFFERENT IN HIS ATTITUDE.
BOB (CONT’D)
What’s the matter?
LYN CASSADY
(Beat)
Nothing.
He considers for a moment, struggling with himself, then
seems to reluctantly come to a decision. He reaches into
the bag on his bed and pulls out a dog-eared BOOK. He
hands it to Bob.
Bob examines the book - on the cover is a picture of Da
Vinci’sVitruvian Man and the title Pentagon Report
92245. The New Earth Army Manual.
Bob stares at the book. He opens the first page and
reads...
10/21/08 23.
BOB (V.O.)
(Reading)
The U.S Army doesn’t really have any serious alternative than to be Wonderful!
Bob looks at the DISCLAIMER at the bottom of the page.
BOB(V.O.) (CONT’D)
(Reading)
This does not represent the official position of the United States Army at this time.
Bob looks up at Lyn who nods gravely.
LYN CASSADY
You wanted to know who Bill Django was? (Beat) He’s the man who wrote that book.