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Mars 2140 (7)

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{INT. JEEP – DAY}

BARIMA
Sir, he took the keys.

AARAV
What do you mean; he took the keys?

BARIMA
The car keys are gone.

AARAV
O my God!

BOLAJI
We didn’t do anything wrong and we don’t deserve this.

MARK
He must pay for what he’s done to me.

AARAV
We’re not soldiers, they have guns! How do you plan to attack him?

BOLAJI
I don’t think it will be clever to go after them.

MARK
Since you’re not the one injured, you’d say that.

BOLAJI
No, you’ll heal, it’s just a scratch. I’m sorry, Mark, I think it’s my fault.

AARAV
Hey!

MARK
What’s your fault?

BOLAJI
I shouldn’t have visited their station.

MARK
Even as that, planet Mars is no one’s property, dude!

BOLAJI
(into the radio)
Tari?

TARI (V.O)
(over the radio)
Yes, sir?

BOLAJI
(into the radio)
Prepare transport, our car broke down.

MARK
I’m not going to that camp without that sculpture, Doc!

{INT. SPACECRAFT, NASA STATION}

The sculpture is in a plastic basin on a lab table. Robert and Susan are sitting before the sculpture.

Brian plucks an apple fruit from a short tree in a planter and starts eating it.

ROBERT
(looking at the sculpture)
I’m kind of having a guilty conscience.

SUSAN
What did you do?

ROBERT
I huh… shot someone.

BRIAN
(shocked)
What?

SUSAN
What happened?

ROBERT
I don’t know what came over me. I was scared.

BRIAN
We need to call the station.

ROBERT
No! Don’t call anyone.

BRIAN
You want us to be termed, criminals?

ROBERT
I didn’t kill him anyway.

BRIAN
What if they come back for us?

SUSAN
(points at the sculpture)
So, you took this from them.

ROBERT
(nods)
Yeah.

BRIAN
How many were they?

ROBERT
Four men.

SUSAN
Four men?

BRIAN
At their base, right?

ROBERT
No, they were with a car.

BRIAN
That’s not their base. We need to look for their landed site.

SUSAN
You’re right, Brian, they probably didn’t fly here in a car. And, if they are many, we’re in danger in case they plan an attack.

ROBERT
We can outsmart them.

BRIAN
Four men already! Not one man!

SUSAN
(to Brian)
And he fucking shoot at one of them.
(to Robert)
Are we soldiers?

BRIAN
O man, we’re screwed.
(Robert sighs)

{EXT. SURFACE LAND}

A camper van is speeding towards the landed site.

{INT. CAMPER VAN}

Mark, Bolaji, Barima and Aarav are sitting on cushions.

MARK
I’ll break that guy’s head.

AARAV
You’re in no condition to do that.

BOLAJI
We’re not starting a fight with the Americans, Mark.

MARK
They already had.

BOLAJI
That’s not why we’re here.

MARK
See, I understand that you’re afraid. But, I’m not!

BOLAJI
All right, how about this…
(keeps quiet)

MARK
What.

BOLAJI
We treat your injury, come back another day and fight.

AARAV
Fight?

MARK
Can’t bribe me! No one can.

BOLAJI
All right then, let’s finish it.

AARAV
What? You’re…

BOLAJI
(interrupts)
He can’t be bribed!
(to Mark)
What’s your plan?

MARK
Good! We get there and shave their asses.

AARAV
Jesus Christ!

MARK
You’re going to help me on this one. Your men and I will break one side of their craft and have them exposed to radiation.

BOLAJI
(sighs)
This is not right. I mean, we don’t even have guns.

MARK
You don’t need to have guns to be smart, Doc.

BOLAJI
Then we need more men.

MARK
Call them.

BOLAJI
But your injury still needs to be treated.

MARK
Okay! Be fast!

{NIGHT}

The vehicle stops.

AARAV
(presses the button on his chest and his helmet automatically covers his face)
Let’s get these guys before they realize our presence.

MARK
(to Aarav)
He’s yet to call his men.
(to Bolaji)
Give me a new suit.

BOLAJI
You don’t need it.

Barima opens the door of the van.

AARAV
(to Barima)
Hey! Do you want to kill us?
(after a while of quietness)

MARK
What? I can breathe!

BOLAJI
Welcome to Mars habitable zone!

CONTINUE…