INNERSPACE

TECH 3

What kind of voices?

JOE

Oh...quiet ones...you would'nt

be interested, actually.

FINNEGAN

Was quite excited, when he came in...

JOE

Much better now, thank you.

Just sit here quietly...see there's

nothing to worry about...just be

my old self again....soon...

TECH 3

The gas did that

FINNEGAN nods yes. TECH 3 shakes his head...

TECH 3

Better keep an eye on him...

JOE

I'll be fine...fine..

FINNEGAN

What about all that stuff

about a man in your head?

TECH 3

Aftereffects of the gas?

AL (VO)

Sue them.

JOE

I'll sue.

FINNEGAN

Sue who?

JOE

You...him...UST.

TECH 3

Look...don't worry. You're upset.

There's no need to sue. We'll see

that you don't leave here until

you're perfectly okay.

JOE

Great!?

They leave, the door locks behind them, Joe sits alone.

JOE

I don't like the sound of that.

AL (VO) (VO)

We have to get out of here.

JOE

Door's locked.

AL (VO) (VO)

See the codelock? Punch this in. 26993

Joe tries it. The door clicks open.

JOE

Now what.

AL (VO)

Go out, take your first left.

JOE

Just walk down the hall?

AL (VO)

With Authority!

THE HALL - Joe steps out of the room and strides purposefully

down the hall. There are people in sight, but they don't seem to

notice him. He comes to a junction.

JOE

Which way do I go?

AL (VO)

What does it say.

JOE

Corridor A.

AL (VO)

Take a left and your next right.

JOE

Where are we going?

ANOTHER CODELOCK - JOE'S HAND PUNCHES IN. THE DOOR CLICKS OPEN.

JOE SLIDES THROUGH.

INT. ANTEROOM. THE BACK WAY INTO THE LAB. JOE snakes through

equipment. through a window we can see the MICROLAB, THE PEDESTAL

AND EMPTY BEACON. THROUGH AN OPPOSITE GLASS WINDOW, MORE TECHS IN

THE CONTROL ROOM. TV MONITORS SHOW CLOSEUPS OF EMPTY BEAKER.

AL (VO)

What do you see?

JOE

A lab and equipment.

AL (VO)

Is it familiar? Have you been

here before.

JOE

I was thirsty. He told me to

get a drink.

AL (VO)

Who did?

JOE

The man.

He looks at the monitors. Suddenly it comes to him.

JOE

Oh my God.

INSIDE - INT. THE POD

AL echoes Joe.

AL (VO)

Oh my God...What did he

look like, the man?

JOE

I can't remember..

INSIDE - INT. THE POD

AL triggers an electrical charge. JOE STARTS TO FLASH BACK.

AL (VO)

Concentrate. What did he

look like?

Finally, Joe gets an image.

JOE

Like the guys that attacked us.

AL (VO)

What do you mean?

JOE

Black suits and helmets.

AL (VO)

That's it. They know I'm in here.

We've got to find them.

JOE

That's not a good idea.

AL (VO)

They think we're safe here.

They don't really need us.

They're probably long gone.

JOE

Gone where?

AL (VO)

Don't know.

INT. LAB LOCKER ROOM - A LOCKER - JOE punches in code. The lock

snaps open. Joe finds a wallet crammed with ID, credit cards.

JOE

You need ID in there?

AL (VO)

You do. To get out of here.

You're gonna be me.

JOE

I don't wanna be you.

I wanna go home.

AL (VO)

You can't go home. When UST finds

we're gone, they'll come after

you and put us away.

GOLF COURSE - DAYBREAK.

They wander through the scene of their attack...Everything is gone.

Only tire tracks and gashed trees attest to the chase.

JOE

Hopeless. Nothing here.

INSIDE INT. THE POD

AL tries to pick up something on his sensors -different patterns of brainwaves

- anything! But there is nothing. Desperate, he quizzes Joe, trying to zero in on wispy

feelings...to make them into hard data by computer searching.

AL

Anything...A feeling...a smell..?

JOE

Nothing!

For a moment, we are inside Joe's mind...jumbled images,

memories... feelings...vague and disjointed......the lab, the

bar, the chase, the attack, then it's gone.

AL

Wait a minute. The fight.

Where did he get you?

JOE

Just scratched my arm, why?

INSIDE - EXT. THE POD - THRUSTERS KICK IN - IT PULLS AWAY FAST.

AL (VO)

I'll be out of touch for a while.

Just get to the airport.

OUTSIDE - JOE

JOE (VO)

The airport! Hey, wait a minute.

INSIDE - EXT. THE POD -

It pulls into the bloodstream....Is whisked at HIGH SPEED through the arteries.

The trip is not far...He pulls into an area of great activity: A BATTLEFIELD.

THE WOUND - White blood cells and antibodies rush past. Invading

viral agents are hunted down and destroyed.

MICROSCOPIC BITS OF MATTER - dirt carried into the wound - now

relatively ENORMOUS - Loom over him as he powers through a

FANTASTIC INNERSPACE of organic and inorganic matter.

MASSIVE MOUNTAINOUS BOULDER - scene of a RAGING BATTLE between

invading viruses and antibodies. It writhes with the ebb and flow

of the battle as Al comes in closer...

INSIDE - INT. THE POD

AL takes videos of the virus. He records

the structure of the rock. He hits the rock with his laser and

does a spectrum analysis. He analyses on the computers.

WHAWMMM. HE is slammed and jostled....as the POD is caught in an

ebb. He looks out the windows. Things are rushing madly past.

INSIDE - EXT. THE POD

Antibodies are trapping the last of the

viruses as they try to make a getaway....Suddenly, one of the

Antibodies slows...turns...swings back at the POD.

INT. AL

. He drops everything and turns to escape.

INSIDE - EXT. THE POD

Al tries to outrun...dodging, getting

other particles between himself and his hunters...But it's no

good. There's no escape. Other killers bunch to cut the POD off.

Al swirls away., swings round a bit of matter. There it is...

GIANT ANTIBODY - COMING RIGHT FOR HIM. A rushing sound...like

being run down by the Queen Mary. This is it.

He closes his eyes and braces. Nothing happens. He looks.

It has rushed past. Ignoring him, it hits a mass of toxins and

shatters them. It breaks apart, small components attach to the

germs and kill them.

AL

Under the threshold, I'm too

small to do damage.to the body

...or they'll get to me later.

He looks up, looming over him like a vast tent...is SOMETHING.

NEAR THE SKIN SURFACE

Diffused light sparkles off of blue veins and red capillaries...A sparkling field of motion..

The THING is a deep GREEN with purple highlights...It once was alive

and maybe still is...Tendrils of waving streamers trail out

behind it...As antibodies attach to it...Slowly it changes, dies,

becomes absorbed. It seems familiar to him...

INT. AIRPORT - LATER -

JOE sits, uncomfortable.

AL (VO)

I'm back.

JOE

I'm at the airport.

AL (VO)

Good. Get to a phone.

Joe is up and moving.

AL (VO)

Call this number in Washington.

He reaches a phone. Dials the number.

JOE

Who is it?

AL (VO)

Not who. A data bank. Just keep

your ear to the phone and don't

make a sound.

INSIDE INT. THE POD

AL plays the computers. Rapidly punching

in, he connects to a Data Bank and downloads some programs.

OUTSIDE

Joe notices a man waiting for the phone.

JOE

Al..

INSIDE INT. THE POD

The program aborts. He quickly reboots it.

AL

Don't talk, I told you.

You just screwed it up.

JOE (VO)

What am I supposed to do?

AL

Nothing. You just do nothing.

OUTSIDE

The man grows impatient. He looks at his watch,

pointedly. Joe points at the phone, helplessly. He does a dumb

show of getting berated. Meanwhile, all he HEARS is the high

pitched whistle of digital data transmission.

INSIDE INT. THE POD

AL downloads:

INSERT - SCREENS - A BOTANNICAL INDEX ; A GEOGRAPHICAL INDEX.

OUTSIDE

Joe cups his hand over the phone. Whispers

conspiratorially to the impatient man.

JOE

Sorry. She's out of her mind!

MAN (hesitates...then)

It's okay. I've got one like that.

Joe smiles at him. Hand over the phonespeaker, he mumbles...

JOE

Yes dear..yes dear...

INSIDE - INT. THE POD

AL takes a spectrum analysis. This composition data, he feeds into

a data bank for corelation. He does some quick and elegant analyzing.

JOE

What is it?

AL (VO)

Composition of the sand,

...trace elements..unique...

INSERT - THE SCREEN - A STARTLING ANSWER - THE GOTO

OUTSIDE -

JOE (surprised)

Go to, What the Hell does

that mean?!!

INSIDE - INT. THE POD - AL

AL

GO-TOE. It's some islands.

OUTSIDE -

JOE

What does some island have

to do with this? It's a mistake?

AL (VO)

It's all we've got.

JOE

What do we do?

AL (VO)

Send a man there. A secret agent.

JOE

Who?... (He balks) Wait a minute!

I'm no agent, secret or otherwise.

And..I'm alone.

INSIDE - INT. THE POD - AL

AL

You are not alone. But you are incon-

picuous...and, with our abilities...

OUTSIDE -

JOE

What abilities...?

AL (VO)

Face it, we're the men for the job.

Besides, if someone is really chasing

you, the best way to avoid them is to

keep moving ...and FIND THE GODDAMN PEM.

JOE (VO)

You mean...just leave.

AL (VO)

We get on a plane.

JOE

We get on which plane?

INSIDE INT. THE POD

AL finds the answer in the GEO-DATA BANK:

GOTO are beautiful islands at the southern tip of JAPAN.

AL

The one for...JAPAN

OUTSIDE

JOE spots a sign: NORTH/NORTHWEST ORIENT - NONSTOP

JOE

What about money?

AL (VO)

What about it?

JOE

I don't have any.

AL (VO)

Use my credit cards.

JOE

I can't do that.

AL (VO)

Why not?

JOE

It's illegal.

AL (VO)

Who cares?

JOE

I'll get in trouble.

AL (VO)

You are in trouble. Now do it.

INT. PLANE - FIRST CLASS LOUNGE.

JOE watches the inflight movie.

Someone chases Cary Grant across a cornfield in a cropduster.

INSIDE INT. THE POD

AL munches trailmix while he rags Joe.

AL

Thus Joe Doakes, chronic under-

achiever, becomes Secret Agent 001..

with a desperate assignment...

OUTSIDE

- Joe is not in the best of moods.

JOE

...and a license to kill...

INSIDE - INT. THE POD - AL

AL

Well, if not to kill,