1 shot 1:
BLACKNESS A CD tray grinds to a shut. We hear the it boot up.
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2 Shot 1:
EXT. STREET -- DAY LOW ANGLE as feet shuffle past us in a rush against
time.
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2 Shot 1.2: CONTINUED
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3 Shot 1:
INT. AIR TRAFFIC CONTROL ROOM -- HEATHROW CLOSEUP on controller's monochrome-green
monitor. The screen is cluttered with busy circles and numbers (BT0414
017MT) moving slowly across its face.
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3 Shot 2:
CONTROLLER Nine planes circulating over the airport. If the top one runs
dry... it'll take the lot down with it. The Boss and Controller lock eyes.
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4 Shot 1:
EXT. STREET The feet run past an alley. In the corner of the frame, a
shoulder appears, spying our runner. In an unnatural speed, it dashes
after our hero.
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4 Shot 1 Cont:
EXT. STREET PILOT (over, filtered) Tower, this is BT0414.
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4 Shot 1 Cont:
EXT. STREET
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5 Shot 1:
INT. AIR TRAFFIC The controller dapples sweat from his face. CONTROLLER
Come in, BT0414.
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5 Shot 1 CONT:
PILOT (OFF, FILTERED) We're experiencing computer glitches. Possibly;
engine failure. According to the computer, we're also running out of fuel.
CONTROLLER (soto) God, this is going to be a long night.
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5 Shot 1 CONT:
Just then, the room
is thrown into darkness. A total power out. BOSS Everyone stay calm.
CONTROLLER BT0414, how long do you have, over?
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6 Shot 1:
EXT. STREET A hand comes into frame. The palm begins to glow. Gelatine
computer screens appear in midair. Digital information begins to race
on the face of them. JACK (OVER) Hey, buddy, you'd better hurry up, this
thing is eating away at the mainframe pretty quick.
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