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Spider
Episode 1
“The Aleph”
CAPTION: The following program contains scenes of sex, violence, foul language, drug use, and many other wonderful things that society condemns.
CAPTION: F**k ‘em.
OPENING SEQUENCE
CAPTION: Episode 1: The Aleph
Act I.
FADE IN
INT. The inside of a darkened room, decorated in a modest Star Trek swank.
The door slides open noiselessly and SPIDER enters his room.
ANOTHER ANGLE
He stands up in front of his bed and begins to undress when he is interrupted by a faint noise. As he turns, IVY tackles him to the bed and starts passionately kissing him. Ivy and Spider violently tear off each other’s clothing. What follows is the strongest, most graphic animated sex scene allowed on the station at the time spot. To a small extent, they display their physical prowess and lean, but ripped physiques. They finish and begin falling asleep from exhaustion.
ZOOM IN TO SPIDER’S EYES.
We see Spider’s eyes close as he drifts to sleep. Right before his eyelids shut completely, he hears a voice.
M
(slowly)
Help me.
NEW ANGLE ABOVE THE BED
Ivy is laying comfortably against Spider, who is curled up in an obviously tortured way. A faint alarm sounds. Ivy rolls over.
IVY
It’s time.
They roll off the bed and get dressed.
INT. BRIEFING ROOM.
A variety of well dressed thugs are sitting in hovering chairs around a floating obsidian table. The room’s walls flow with beautiful waves of light, behind them, an infinite sea of stars. Spider is among the thugs, to his left, Ivy’s empty seat and to his right, a rather animated brusque burly man, IGOR. Across from Igor and Spider are three random (irrelevant thugs) at the end of the table is one shorter Italian looking man, CUZOCK, and three beautiful androgynous junkies with silver irises.
NEW ANGLE
Igor turns to Spider in a friendly way.
IGOR
(The words come out garbled)
Spider raises a finger, letting him know to wait. He pulls his sleeve down and exposes a small, shiny circular bubble screen on his wrist. He types something into it.
COMPUTER VOICE
Imaging down in 3-2-1.
The room loses its beauty. The walls become blank and dull and the room isn’t as bright. The thugs, table and chairs look the same.
COMPUTER VOICE
Translation down in 3-2-1.
(beat)
System restart in 3-2-1.
A progress bar appears in front of Spider, floating in the air. It quickly reloads and the room appears the way it did before. Igor’s garbled voice becomes coherent with a clear Russian accent.
IGOR
Why don’t you upgrade from the
basic model? It doesn’t crash
as much you can watch programs
during boring meetings like
this.
We see the world from Igor’s eyes. He’s watching Spider, can see his heart beat in his chest and several other vital areas are highlighted. Behind him, a porno begins.
IGOR
I usually watch pornography.
SPIDER
Porn, huh?
IGOR
Yes. Thousands of channels, dear
Spider. Anything you can imagine.
SPIDER
So you watch that during jobs,
too?
IGOR
(with profound seriousness)
Of course, it calms me.
SPIDER
Huh.
NEW ANGLE
Ivy walks in and Igor shuts up. As she sits down, he flashes a disgusting, but genuine smile at her. In response, she turns on her holographic mask, leaving behind only her cold, hating eyes.
IGOR
Why does your lady friend hate
me so much?
FLASHBACK
INT. SHIP’S BAR.
The thugs, including Ivy, Spider and Igor are sitting around a bar and tables, drinking.
IGOR
That lady friend of yours is a
real bitch.
Ivy glares.
IGOR
I meant that in the nicest
possible way.
INT. BRIEFING ROOM.
Spider stares away from Igor and twiddles his thumbs.
NEW ANGLE
The MESSENGER walks in. His gait, smile and garb are stiff and corporate. He approaches the front of the room, sighs, and starts his presentation.
MESSENGER
Greetings on behalf of the
Arxitech Services Group,
providing support and
management for less-than-legal
enterprises since 2710.
NEW ANGLE
Spider looks over at Ivy and makes the wank-off signal.
SPIDER
(whispering)
I hate corporate jobs.
NEW ANGLE
MESSENGER
Alright, let’s get this started.
We’ll need you to fill out the
standard, (corporate babble)
forms.
A screen pops up in front of Spider with several stacked forms. Spider reads through them and touches the table on the “I agree” button that appears. Most of the thugs speed through the forms, while Spider takes his time. We see “Recognition of illegality” etc. forms. As Spider finishes, we see Igor still slowly browsing through his documents. The rest of the room, including the messenger begins impatiently waiting on him.
IGOR
What is this about not using
lethal force? I can’t agree to
this. I…
MESSENGER
Hold on.
(The messenger listens
to a voice in his
own computer.)
Fine. We’re willing to remove
the avoidance of lethal force
paragraphs.
A new screen pops up, titled “Amendment.” Everyone agrees. The Messenger continues. As he speaks, lovely graphics accompany everything he says, so as not to bore the audience.
MESSENGER
Team A
(Points to 6 in front)
will be boarding this ship in
about 20 hours. It is in a float
dock around this space station.
Team B
(Points to other 4)
will be responsible for providing
scan invisibility to our ship
by interfering with the
station’s sensors and
communication systems.
NEW ANGLE
Spider looks over at Igor. He’s hideously licking his lips in the enjoyment of porn. Igor makes a perfectly innocent sounding noise of enjoyment. An “ooh” reminiscent of a fascinated and delighted elderly lady. Spider shudders.
NEW ANGLE
MESSENGER
Once positioned, we’ll be
discharging an EMP that will
only affect the ship. The EMP
device that our client has
graciously provided us with has
some unusual properties.
Unfortunately, and we’re not
sure why, the nature of the EMP
will preclude the use of weapons
we bring on board as well.
You’ll have to use your hands
and minds, rather than guns or
on board CPUs.
NEW ANGLE
Igor snaps to attention out of his porn induced coma. He looks distressed at the last comment. Igor speaks out.
IGOR
What’s this about no CPU’s?
The Messenger continues as if he hadn’t heard that.
MESSENGER
The ship will be guarded by
about 300 class 750 mercs.
They’re all trained in hand to
hand combat as well as post EMP
environments. Fortunately,
because of the unusual nature
of the weapon we’re using,
they’re back up cache will not
operate, nor will their back
up automated defenses.
(beat)
Seeing as the 6 of you
(pointing to Spider,
Ivy, Igor and the
other mercs)
Are class 1200’s and you have
the element of surprise, this
should be a very easy and quick
mission.
(beat)
The six of you will be split
up into two teams to cover the
two halves of the storage unit
located at the center of the
ship. You will locate this
storage unit and return it here.
You will then be paid and
dispersed according to our
contract. We estimate that the
mission could take as little
as 15 minutes and as much as 30
minutes. The EMP will wear off
in about 30 minutes, so you
must be back before that amount
of time.
The presentation stops. Ivy leans over to Spider and whispers in his ear
IVY
Cake. Walk.
NEW ANGLE
MESSENGER
Any questions?
Igor raises his hand impatiently. The Messenger and everyone else looks annoyed.
NEW ANGLE
Spider looks down and shakes his head, distressed.
Episode 1
“The Aleph”
CAPTION: The following program contains scenes of sex, violence, foul language, drug use, and many other wonderful things that society condemns.
CAPTION: F**k ‘em.
OPENING SEQUENCE
CAPTION: Episode 1: The Aleph
Act I.
FADE IN
INT. The inside of a darkened room, decorated in a modest Star Trek swank.
The door slides open noiselessly and SPIDER enters his room.
ANOTHER ANGLE
He stands up in front of his bed and begins to undress when he is interrupted by a faint noise. As he turns, IVY tackles him to the bed and starts passionately kissing him. Ivy and Spider violently tear off each other’s clothing. What follows is the strongest, most graphic animated sex scene allowed on the station at the time spot. To a small extent, they display their physical prowess and lean, but ripped physiques. They finish and begin falling asleep from exhaustion.
ZOOM IN TO SPIDER’S EYES.
We see Spider’s eyes close as he drifts to sleep. Right before his eyelids shut completely, he hears a voice.
M
(slowly)
Help me.
NEW ANGLE ABOVE THE BED
Ivy is laying comfortably against Spider, who is curled up in an obviously tortured way. A faint alarm sounds. Ivy rolls over.
IVY
It’s time.
They roll off the bed and get dressed.
INT. BRIEFING ROOM.
A variety of well dressed thugs are sitting in hovering chairs around a floating obsidian table. The room’s walls flow with beautiful waves of light, behind them, an infinite sea of stars. Spider is among the thugs, to his left, Ivy’s empty seat and to his right, a rather animated brusque burly man, IGOR. Across from Igor and Spider are three random (irrelevant thugs) at the end of the table is one shorter Italian looking man, CUZOCK, and three beautiful androgynous junkies with silver irises.
NEW ANGLE
Igor turns to Spider in a friendly way.
IGOR
(The words come out garbled)
Spider raises a finger, letting him know to wait. He pulls his sleeve down and exposes a small, shiny circular bubble screen on his wrist. He types something into it.
COMPUTER VOICE
Imaging down in 3-2-1.
The room loses its beauty. The walls become blank and dull and the room isn’t as bright. The thugs, table and chairs look the same.
COMPUTER VOICE
Translation down in 3-2-1.
(beat)
System restart in 3-2-1.
A progress bar appears in front of Spider, floating in the air. It quickly reloads and the room appears the way it did before. Igor’s garbled voice becomes coherent with a clear Russian accent.
IGOR
Why don’t you upgrade from the
basic model? It doesn’t crash
as much you can watch programs
during boring meetings like
this.
We see the world from Igor’s eyes. He’s watching Spider, can see his heart beat in his chest and several other vital areas are highlighted. Behind him, a porno begins.
IGOR
I usually watch pornography.
SPIDER
Porn, huh?
IGOR
Yes. Thousands of channels, dear
Spider. Anything you can imagine.
SPIDER
So you watch that during jobs,
too?
IGOR
(with profound seriousness)
Of course, it calms me.
SPIDER
Huh.
NEW ANGLE
Ivy walks in and Igor shuts up. As she sits down, he flashes a disgusting, but genuine smile at her. In response, she turns on her holographic mask, leaving behind only her cold, hating eyes.
IGOR
Why does your lady friend hate
me so much?
FLASHBACK
INT. SHIP’S BAR.
The thugs, including Ivy, Spider and Igor are sitting around a bar and tables, drinking.
IGOR
That lady friend of yours is a
real bitch.
Ivy glares.
IGOR
I meant that in the nicest
possible way.
INT. BRIEFING ROOM.
Spider stares away from Igor and twiddles his thumbs.
NEW ANGLE
The MESSENGER walks in. His gait, smile and garb are stiff and corporate. He approaches the front of the room, sighs, and starts his presentation.
MESSENGER
Greetings on behalf of the
Arxitech Services Group,
providing support and
management for less-than-legal
enterprises since 2710.
NEW ANGLE
Spider looks over at Ivy and makes the wank-off signal.
SPIDER
(whispering)
I hate corporate jobs.
NEW ANGLE
MESSENGER
Alright, let’s get this started.
We’ll need you to fill out the
standard, (corporate babble)
forms.
A screen pops up in front of Spider with several stacked forms. Spider reads through them and touches the table on the “I agree” button that appears. Most of the thugs speed through the forms, while Spider takes his time. We see “Recognition of illegality” etc. forms. As Spider finishes, we see Igor still slowly browsing through his documents. The rest of the room, including the messenger begins impatiently waiting on him.
IGOR
What is this about not using
lethal force? I can’t agree to
this. I…
MESSENGER
Hold on.
(The messenger listens
to a voice in his
own computer.)
Fine. We’re willing to remove
the avoidance of lethal force
paragraphs.
A new screen pops up, titled “Amendment.” Everyone agrees. The Messenger continues. As he speaks, lovely graphics accompany everything he says, so as not to bore the audience.
MESSENGER
Team A
(Points to 6 in front)
will be boarding this ship in
about 20 hours. It is in a float
dock around this space station.
Team B
(Points to other 4)
will be responsible for providing
scan invisibility to our ship
by interfering with the
station’s sensors and
communication systems.
NEW ANGLE
Spider looks over at Igor. He’s hideously licking his lips in the enjoyment of porn. Igor makes a perfectly innocent sounding noise of enjoyment. An “ooh” reminiscent of a fascinated and delighted elderly lady. Spider shudders.
NEW ANGLE
MESSENGER
Once positioned, we’ll be
discharging an EMP that will
only affect the ship. The EMP
device that our client has
graciously provided us with has
some unusual properties.
Unfortunately, and we’re not
sure why, the nature of the EMP
will preclude the use of weapons
we bring on board as well.
You’ll have to use your hands
and minds, rather than guns or
on board CPUs.
NEW ANGLE
Igor snaps to attention out of his porn induced coma. He looks distressed at the last comment. Igor speaks out.
IGOR
What’s this about no CPU’s?
The Messenger continues as if he hadn’t heard that.
MESSENGER
The ship will be guarded by
about 300 class 750 mercs.
They’re all trained in hand to
hand combat as well as post EMP
environments. Fortunately,
because of the unusual nature
of the weapon we’re using,
they’re back up cache will not
operate, nor will their back
up automated defenses.
(beat)
Seeing as the 6 of you
(pointing to Spider,
Ivy, Igor and the
other mercs)
Are class 1200’s and you have
the element of surprise, this
should be a very easy and quick
mission.
(beat)
The six of you will be split
up into two teams to cover the
two halves of the storage unit
located at the center of the
ship. You will locate this
storage unit and return it here.
You will then be paid and
dispersed according to our
contract. We estimate that the
mission could take as little
as 15 minutes and as much as 30
minutes. The EMP will wear off
in about 30 minutes, so you
must be back before that amount
of time.
The presentation stops. Ivy leans over to Spider and whispers in his ear
IVY
Cake. Walk.
NEW ANGLE
MESSENGER
Any questions?
Igor raises his hand impatiently. The Messenger and everyone else looks annoyed.
NEW ANGLE
Spider looks down and shakes his head, distressed.