Anarchist

a Screenplay

by Jonathan Sheneman
Copyri ght 2013, All rights reserved WGA#

Fade in/ Young men are fighting with a police officer in lobby of a large house or apartment building. They smash into the camera and roll around on the wall and floor until a shot is fired and the officer is disarmed and being held at gun point.

"Why did you do that man?! HUH?!" "Whoa,whoa- ok? Think about what you're doing?" (a young woman is crying and being held by a young man) "Pick all that shit up, all- right there." "Let's get in the car- let's get in the car come on!" "These cuffs are heavy." "That's because they're real, dummy. Hurry up and put them on the cop." /A car speeds past the camera on 4th Avenue South. Cut to interior of that car.

"Are we being followed?" "How would I know, I'm not a secret agent." "Caroline- did you tie him up good, he's not going to get out at a stoplight right?" "He's tied up right." "Just checking." "Why? Because I'm a woman." "Maybe. Fuck you."

"We need to stop at that surplus army-navy store right there." "We need to get gas too." "Stop at that bank too, I need to make a withdrawl" /interior he cruises the isle, a sign appears "Used bullet-proof vests" /ext. he walks to the car carrying an armload of vests, crossing the street to the gas station as the nozzle is placed back into the pump station. Someone runs up with an open bank bag stuffed with cash. "Go, go- let's go." /The anarchist rush their hostage into a radical leftist/Occupy meeting. They demand attention and get it. "This is the Occupy general assembly?" "Can we have you attention, we have capture a cop while he was assaulting one of our friends and we'd like advice on how to proceed?" "Wow, what..have you done." "Are you asking for help? Because I don't think anyone's going to help you here."

"Aren't we all on the same side? Let's use this guy to get what we want." "Wait, so you're holding this cop hostage to aggitate something with the authorities?" "Gotta start somewhere, we're starting it. This whole Occupy movement was started by a magazine." "But you have no justifaction for what you just did- you're out-of-control and guess what- I'm calling the cops. This needs to stop immediately." "." "Has it gone too far then? So you're the person to say when it has gone too far? It's great if your convictions are strong enough to override your emotions and desires, but that doesn't qualify you to be a judge." The Occupy speaker turns to his "lieutenant" with a dumb side turned head, looking for an answer, he looks at him then to the violent makers. "I think it's fuck up." "I don't play with violence, I don't associate with violent people. Insurrectionary anarchists, is that it- do or die, is that what you're doing?- you come in here and expect us to drop everything and go die with you in the streets?"

"Seems like you're harnessing violence right now by calling the police." "Yeah, well, violent escalation is not an option. " "You guys can't stay here- we can't have you here." They throw the box back together on the cop and begin to leave. A man breaks off from the meeting and runs up to the them. "You got a place to take him." "We thought we'd drive him and let him off at the police station." "You gotta keep this cop, he's worth a lot money for ransom. I got a friend. Trouble free hide-out up on 15th ave, you can go there right now. Borrow my key, Here's my key, I'll meet you there later because this is crazy and I want in." "For real? You know this guy?" "I've seen him around." "What did this cop do?" "I don't know really-" "What's this place?" "It's a dance studio. You can make all the noise you want with him, nobody will care. They shout and

yell their heads off in there all the time."

/Arrival at the dance center (consider Good Shepard or even Dance underground-hairy arm pitted dyke looks through Venetian blinds, sees the removal of a multi-jacketed cop from a car, snap shut when she removes her fingers), they open into a hard wood floor mirrored space and put the cop against the wall . "Sit here and be quiet." "You want to listen to the game." "What game?" "This game, man. Kidnapped cop- crazy radicals." (he twirls his finger about referring to what's going on) "My wrists hurt, can you loosening these handcuffs up-just a bit? You guys were kinda rough back there." "If you didn't resist arrest the cuffs wouldn't be so tight. You should've expect force used on you to get you to comply." "Let's set up a loose perimeter. Keep an eye out for cops, Kevin? See anything at all, you shout it

out immediately." "So if I see anything then what?" "Then we bail, asap." "Go look for a way out." "There must be a back way out, this building is old." /In a backroom of the dance studio, they're building large "riot-type" sheilds reenforcing them the used bullet-proof vest they bought recently , cutting very small holes for eye sight and gun. "We're bascially creating a bullet "spong" for those pistol bullets, we're using a few dozen of these old vests. They'll probably stop shotgun and rifles rounds too but don't count on it. (cutting out with a electric saw."Lastly, some arrowslits for seeing and shooting back. Put three of these together and it's an improvised escape pod." (_) like this

"I'm going to call sheila, see if we can't scare up some like-minds." "Hey Sheila, guess what?..that's right..you heard. We got the cop and we are about to get into some

heavy shit with the Man and we want you to join us. This might be it." (call is fading as she walks away to the hallway/bathroom) "I don't think I can be apart of this", someone says and quickly exits. "Why didn't you stop her- she's probably going to get the cops." "Then we better hurry the fuck up." /SWAT all in black is cruising down the hallway of the building towards the dance studio, POV "Turn that off, Shhh! Shhh!." he kicks the radio over trying to turn it off. "It has an OFF button. You're just gonna break it." /Kevin has the AR-15 and peeks outside the door, the shot goes wide as a SWAT member pulls the rifle and Kevin out into the hallway, pulling the rifle out of his hands. He's gagged, dragged and handcuffed." "You see anything? Hello?" /Kevin makes a grunting/yelp noise. "You hear that?" ((gunfire enrupts killing half of the anarchists)).

/Both Anarchist holding guns opening fire into mirrors and japenese doors, doors with small windows, bullet holes, debris and shattered glass and mirror appear in large quantities. They scramble away towards the back exit.

/Sheila just happens to pull up in an old Toyota hatchback in the alley way as the anarchists exit the rear of the dance studio. As they load into the vehicle, one of the anarchist is shot through the cheek standing next to the car (the impact whips his head from side to side, black clad SWAT appear out of the darkness racing towards the car. The car blasts off leaving the dead/disabled anarchist in a mound on the ground. "We gotta get the fuck out of here-go faster!!" "What did expect Brandon, come on- what did you expect?!" "This is done, we are finished." "We're not done. We still got their buddy." "No, we left him back at the studio." "Oh great! What do we got now?!" "We can't go back."

"I know that!" "Here they come! I see lights back there." Tire blows out from a spike strip and they swerve past two patrol cars with lights and sirens into an older glass building storefront (find an old building in georgetown to run into, then find one out of the way to work from). /Inside shot of the anarchists trying to get outta the car, camera POV backseat as numerous shots are fired from an anarchist already outside the car. /Anarchists get out of the car stuck in the building and head inside to the interior. "She's dripping blood- it's all over." "This is bad." They move her into the basement and begin operating on her. "We should take her to the hosptial, we can't help her here. She's need an operation." "Don't take me anywhere. You help me, look on the computer. Look for bullet wounds." "You heard her,man, look it up." "Where should I go in at?"

"Whoa! Whoa!" "Start at the hole." "I said "whoa". Didn't you hear me?" "Wait- Should I put my finger in the hole and feel around and try to find the bullet." "I'm not going to do that!" "Do it man, quick." "You gotta a lot to learn about surgery!" "I don't think I should be doing this." "I'll do it- gimme the knife.(he cuts into her abdomin.) /She goes into convulsions and dies. The crowd surrounding her is speechless. People are on phones. "It's a simple lie detector, I made a bunch and put them in Altoids tin- test the people you're with, make sure you're not with a snitch or a cop or a spy, test everyone often including yourself in front of others. Parts lists are included if you want to make more" "We need help- will you at least bring supplies?" "I'm not going to killed for something stupid."

"It's not stupid, it's just improv. Bring a gun down and keep them busy. If you don't have one, we're making some- just bring down some 12-gauge shells--get them at walmart, take them from your dad. Don't pretend it's not happening, this is excatly what we were talking about." "Yeah, it makes you mad.- IT MAKES ME MAD. "Why do we always blame the cops. It's the system that educates us. Rule or obey. Nothing in between!" "Then do something about it. Come down here and join us." "I don't think I can shoot anybody, sorry.. I can do other things." "Listen, it's time to bring your A-game, ok. Put everything you got out there. Because they are going to do just that, they're gonna tackle you if you step out that door anything less than superman. It's go big or go to the grave. Fist the face! Fist the face!" "I'm gonna fucking kill them." "That's the spirit!" "My cousin Simon told me last week that they got a big ol' nuclear submarine over across the sound at

Bangor, they're either cleaning it or refueling it. It probably has missles on it, a nuclear bomb or two could probably end this all pretty quick and relativity peacefully." "We got a plan. Me, markuz and brandon are thinking we should go for a nuke over at the submarine base across the bay. He's got the hydralic tools for rescueing people in car accidents back at his place, he says if we can get on top of one of those big submarine we can just crack it open like a soda pop can and cherry pick a bomb off one of the missles." "You want to open a submarine and cherry pick a nuke out of it, huh. I like it. Let's gets together a team here and get out there tonight. We get this bomb and we'll win- the end. No long war, no crimes against humanity- no winning the hearts and mind, nothing- we take it and we kick them out or we don't and we all die. We're gonna throw everything we got at this, yeah?". "Right." "We're leaving in twenty minutes!" "Someone's making guns from the plumbing. We'll start with that." "There's a side extrance on the next building next

to ours, they go on the roof and cross the ladder, holler and we'll put the ladder across. /Wal-mart stores are cleared of camping equipment, ammunition, dry light camping food by reaching and sweeping hands/arms. /Re-enforcements crawl across the ladder between the two buildings, up from below, someone cell falls and hits the camera lens below, turning the screen on(use a peice of thick clear plastic). /A simple,shotgun is produced and shown to work. (Use blank shotgun rounds into a carboard box). Next up, show the Litton Submachine gun(using a shell over the Ekol blank-firing submachine gun) (using the 9mm rounds taken from the hostage cop's glock magazines). They shoot out the windows. Show the internet print outs for everything. /Making body armor from cotton, fiberglass and polyester resin, 3" thick. Create "Robot war" type characters who storm out and oerwhelm the cops and take there rounds so the other's might escape using the police cars (I need old taxi's, Maico paint them and add a custom low-cost DIY strobe bar.

/A group of anarchists gain access to the roof and are immediately spotted/spot lighted by the SPD helicopter (shot of the 'copter in the dark). Anarchist immediately fires at the copter and it flees. (Use a bright light on a "U" rail suspended by cables, high in the air in the country.) "Spotter, there, there and there." one annie yells. The required amount drop down low and use mirrors mounted on metal rods seeing..SWAT moving towards the building fast, running. "ALRIGHT- HERE THEY COME!" /Long master shot of smoke, gunfire exchange and dropping bodies. "I THINK I KILLED ONE OF THEM!" "Fuck no- this won't penetrate their armor! They're stunned! Unless you shot them in the face- did you?!" "NO! I don't think so!" /A group of SWAT run towards the building with a ladder this time. "Let's get off this roof!" "Get off the roof! Get off the roof!" "LET'S GO COME ON!"

/Reporter on the scene. "Thank you, Sam. We are down here at Jackson and 12th and it is chaos- an urban war zone, gunfire is being heard intermittenly. As you can see behind me police have surrounded and barracaded a building believed to hold those responsible for the death earlier of a Officer -Brett Johnson, a 9 year veteren of the Seattle Police Department. We do not have any casualities reports or if any arrests have been made. Area hosptials aren't saying who's being treated, if anyone is being treated. Police spokesman Randy Coleman said earlier that(explosion in the foreground, causing reporter to duck/expletive). "We need to go now. Expletive beeped." I have been briefed on the status of the investigation and appreciate the progress the F.B.I. and their partner law enforcement agencies are making. I join their call to the general public to pass along to law enforcement any information about the suspects that you may have. /Inside the building, the noose tightens "Pretty sure the cops are on the roof now. We need to escape now 'cause we're gonna get boxed in if we don't."

"We're already boxed in." "I don't wanna die." Weeping girl. "This isn't what I thought it would be." "Just stay here, keep your hands up and they'll take you to jail if they're in the mood." helps the girl raises her hands and she continues weeping. /They stun two SWAT members (they wander too close to the building) for a moment with snaring hooks and disarm them , they return fire with cop's AR15's and homemade submachine guns. "Hold your fire! We got pregnant fags here!" jokes /fire is held until suddenly a large group of unarmed sympatheziers run onto the scene alarming the police. "Get down on the ground." /They walk towards the police hands outstretched. A cop shoots one of the demostrators in the gut as his arm moves slightly behind his back. "This is it, go! Go!" /Backdoor of the building slams open, POV from the inside. Gunfire erupts shreading the metal door (use a fake door after the opening for effect). Anarchist throw metal filing cabinets full of quick

cement out into the alley.) "WHERE ARE WE GOING?" "MOVE TO THEIR CARS. PUSH THEM AWAY FROM THEM." /They toss up pipe bombs from behind the sheilds, driving the police to take cover. Retreating police shoot out the tires of their police cars to sabotage efforts. /Two unarmed anarchist suprise a cop and take one of his arms each as the cop struggles to the ground, cop is handcuffed- click and put into the back of a patrol car. / Reaching the patrol vehicles, the cops cars are shot to peices (buy 5-10 Crown vics junk yard to drill holes into and pack with powder and then bondo + Rustoleum 50 dollar paint job rolled on. Oil base) for bullet hits. Buy used Taxi cabs that still run barely). This will be your first large scale vehicle action scene. Some of the cops hid by their cars are taken into custody, put into the back of their own cars and driven away, the cars are shot to peices, brake fluids, coolant and glass are everywhere- dashboards blow-out everything. The DIY bullet sheilds hold and some don't resulting in wounds, fatal. /POV camera races through the dark siren filled

night. Most of police car escape mere blocks before crashing or breaking. Most bail from the vehicles and escape by any means necessary before police can regroup and apprenhend. /Cop fucks with some young wannabee-types "Are you high?" "No..it's not illegal." "It's not?" (cops are quietly laughing). /Army is mobilized on a large tarmac/concrete surface. Darkness, use a bunch of carboard cut-outs of vehicle and DIY smoke generators for exhaust and large stereo for tank sound effects. "You go in and neutralize this threat- quickly. I emphazine quickly gentlemen." "Nobody chambers a round until told to- is that understood?" "Sgt. Major- why can the locals take care of this?" "They are overwhelmed. Even with their reserves being called up they are still lacking key personel and support. The situtation is critical, we're going in to restore order and capture terrorists." Undestanding heads nod.

/Sun gun black women leads reporters through underground concrete bunker, reporters in tow. Captured cops are being held in a underground make shift detention center, chained but treated well by a small contingent of middle-aged black women, small fights break out over a box of Cheerios, some leap from the box. "If you two can't figure this out nobody's gonna have Cheerio." "He pulled on my fucking bowl." "Do you know when I'm going home."-cop "I don't know. I wouldn't think about it right now."-woman- "I'll let you know when I hear something." /The team arrives at the Hood Canal opposite the Bangor Submarine Base. They set up quickly and use foilage to camouflage their multiple small rafts, jaws of life equipment, crane, etc.. "Put the jaws of life, crane and puller into that raft. We all go in five minutes." /Paddingly against currents, they slowly creep across the bay as the nuclear submarine comes into view, closer. Finally they reach the massive halfsubmerged subamrine and get onto the submarine's

deck. They pull the hydralic equipment onto the tube lid and begin to work. Soon the outer lid is crushed revealing a bone white cone of a ICBM missle starck against the matte black exterior of the submarine, the men remove the cone of the missle, pressurized gas escapes, (3) pointed grey warheads are shown. /A navy security (shirt) is watching a CCTV of the raft, he quickly reacts, bolting from camera view. /Medium shot, the warheads are hoisted out of their nest onto the underwater sled attached to a vehicle waiting on the otherside. A security team arrives while the last warhead is being removed from the tube. They exhange fire, the last warhead removed from the sub crashes heavily (fill the prop with cement) onto the deck. Naval alarm is sounded. "We need out now!" someone yells over the radio as it. A car roars to life on the other side pulling a rope, which yanks the makeshift underwater sled along with the extraction team into the water, pulling them underwater, bullets hit the water all around. Above from below underwater, they speed away through the water quickly. Underwater sonar is

heard. /Oposite side someone bleeds to death in the grass (red blood and grass mixed) as a wailing nuclear alarm is heard in the distance, they put two W88 nuclear warheads into the truck of a car and speed off down the long country road.

/Anarchy prevails in Seattle, a wide shot of the city, grey smoke rises in parts (use a combination of composites and block praticals. Ditzy girls with flip flops run through the streets with every department store bag imaginable. Couple hang on the side of the reservoir, guns and beret. "Can you believe this? Everything is happeningnothing is impossible now!" "We're late for that meeting- let's go!" (UAV follows them, buy Parrot AR drone and use feed, with crosshairs and weapons system screen.) /Interior meeting at Labor temple. Camera glids down the hallway to soak in the past struggles of labor, a few anarchists down the hallway talk+ joke with rifles slung as the camera turns and goes through a door into a heated debate gathering, "If you've never thought about where your shit goes

when you flush it, you need to think about that now. Who knows what's going on with the sewers. And don't think you can ignore it either, they get damaged or stop working and we'll have disease and sickness everywhere" "So we're not going to fight for our city, we're just going to let them come right in?" "That's right, anyone who puts up resistancethey're just going to punch right through that. They want people to resist, they want to use those weapon systems, they're itching to use them. If you're in a building or house that is the targeted by a plane or tank and a missle or whatever is launched, you have zero chance of survival. No chance. " "I represent the feminist women in the corner and we'd like to know who called us bitches up here and were they are at? Were are you mother fuckerplease come forward! This needs to be resolved now!" "I say the communist are the media- provocatuers. They just want to take over." "What the fuck are you talking about?" "There's too many dumb fucks in here."

(Someone is using the lie detector in the audience and asking questions to the tester, they switch to test the tester.) (They quietly exit) /Protesters have a meeting, agree to an agenda with human megaphone precions "We will go" WE WILL GO "outside." OUTSIDE "To protest this violence." TO PROTEST THIS VIOLENCE. /Outside they are muppets/signs and dancing but are scared off by a extremely low flying Predator-type drone. (Build full scale mock-up((chicken wire and paper mache, make the wings detachable, take it to volunteer park of some protest and fly it with heaviest fishing test lines.) //Drone fires missle into labor temple blowing into peices, as surviving anarchists look and flee down an empty 2nd ave. /SOF in the arbortium, finding a small abandoned encampment "Smells like piss." //The nuclear team slowly moves the warhead through muddy river beds like the Ark of Covenant via a two-pole system. The bomb is draped in dirty linen and straped down with orange automotive ties. "Why do we gotta detonate it? Why not just hold a

press conference?" "Because of the inrefutable truth that we possess it. Everything can be faked, photo editors and paid actors. It's hard to fake a hydrogen bomb mushroom cloud. We get it over the mountains, away from the population center and we blow it up. The world will know then, nobody will fuck with us." //First Anarchist "combat" troops arrive on the scene, in a Spanish civil war 30's look complete with general rebel star wars cheesiness, SKS's and Nagant's. They're on high ground, scan trash littered empty streets for "enemy" activity . Spot glam rockers snitching "info" to suspected special forces. "I hope this rifle doesn't blow up when I pull the trigger." "Looks like it saw action in WW2." "Haha." /Viewing the suspected American special operations soldiers in their rifle scopes. "They look a too little polished." "Nice Oakley's, dude" "Check out that hardware, looks GI top shelf."

"Shoot the one of the right." (The sniper takes aim and "WHAM" the nagant kicks ferociously, a huge bullet impact on the collaborator). (Suspected SOF immediately spring into action with weapons and tactics offically revealing themselves, they take cover. Annies dispembark quickly.)

/Coffeeshop talk /Reporter interviewing anarchists. "So what's your overall goal here." "Chillaxin to the maxin'" (wearing a Pedigree bandana) "That doesn't sound safe to me." "No, we'll re-enforce buildings with sandbags and steel plates." "No way, you want to be fluid- that's just saying"Hey! Here we are! Here's a group of us to kill all at once." "We aren't going to work for the plastic chair service economy anymore!" "You know there's 22,000 Army soldiers on their way."

"Don't use those little walkies for more than a few days, they'll eventually fire a missle at whoever transmits with that." "Pick a name and stick with it." "Looks like a bird went diarreha on your car." "Great- we're ready." "That's what I thought. Love the patches." Reporter makes cut gesture. /A few anarchists scury over a fence, the last one decides against it.

"I don't want to do this?" Put his hands up and then to his sides. "Come on!" Shakes his head. "I changed my mind, take my stuff. Sorry." He takes his equipment, disappointed. "I don't even have a gun! And I hear they're already downtown, hear that? I'm not blinding walking downtown to my death."

"You'll get one,man- there's a shortage. Matt and brian are the best shots so they have the guns."

"Don't go down there, you have no idea what's happening. I'm going to find somewhere to cook." /They all look at each other and decide to join the diserter. /Anarchist tree climber , installs small CCTV cameras and wires to the ground, digs in the dirt and runs with a cable wheel. Lazers communications are installed as well in the water tower. 12 lasers, show the green lazers shooting out. /Army moves into Seattle with Tanks. A tomahawk missle is fired off the coast of washington and heads inland via the Strait of Juan De Fuca. "Whoa- you see that? That shimmering- that's a fucking missle!" "What should we do?" "Watch it, there's nothing we can do." "Gorgeous." /Inside a rebel command center with tons of old CTR monitors, color TV's, black and whites "There's a tank coming up the street." (using Color

CCTV system) "A tank- what kind?" "It's got wheels." "Use the land line and call north and tell them they're coming, tell them to set the traps." "They're waiting for someone to move so they can shoot- tell them if they shoot they'll be targeted by the big guns." Tank POV, someone does move and they're machine gun down by the on-board .50 cal. Anarchists die in various ways, are seriously injured and slowly bleed out.(on CCTV system by tanks/strykers). /News report. Military outlines "protest free zones", anyone caught with a weapon will be shot, anyone caught period, credit ruined, uable to hold a federal job- executive order 1172 "Looks like it's a bad day to be a bad guy- back to you guys in the studio." /Older man at home with a shotgun paces. "I'd be there fighting those fucking traitors, Amen to that. I fought for my country- fuck you terrorists!". Pumps the action.

/ Fast food commercial- "come in from the cold". /Protesters are interviewed on TV about the "wrongness" of violence, Althletic sport celebrity type asks what he thinks about this terrorists says they're "Punks" to great applause, then wraps himself in flag, anti-violence protesters guests include themselves in the audience clap. /Armed kids run full-out through an intersection, one of drops something and goes back to pick it up (film using electric bike with shock mount). /A firearm is constructed by hand, including bullet, shoot, powder and primer. It's loaded and handed off at the end. /Drill sgts get killed for trying to train Anarchist troops. /Anarchists move quickly through the Cascade foothills toward the mountains, carring a large shrouded W88 Nuclear warhead. "Is my face alright. It feels weird." (his face is blistering). "You got it?" "I have to crap." "let's just go, we need to get over the past and

away from the population." At the summit they share a small peice of Heroin before being zoomed in on by a UAV predator unaware. /Minutes later a Blackhawk helicopter appears over the horizon in the distance as the day fades into dark blue. Wide master shot of lines appearing in the forest as men in kevlar helmets and military slip down. CU of subdued US special forces insignia should patch moving (shoot all the above in MH). They race through POV in night vision mode.

/Anarchist last stand, in buildings firing out (front foward magnesium blank loads), most outside are gravely ill and are dragging themselves inside to die. /Media reports last of the "insurgents" are being cleared out, show graphics of once held terroritories /Young woman sits alone watching on her Ipad in her smoke filled room, "Aaah" disappointed. / Full size- American tanks and soldiers literally blowing apart the last remaining hold-outs (use foam). One tank is trapped in between two building

and immobilized using chains and steel hooks chained to large cement blocks (use plywood, styrofoam coated boxes. Young people from pour gas down onto the tank from the roof [show stream hitting tank] from a red can and ignite a road flare (that's the poster). "You come out or we'll burn you out!" Moments pass and the hatch is open with tankers getting out, they are angrily handcuffed and led away. /U.S. Army soldier throws a hand gernade, leg kicks up like he was hurling a fastball towards home plate. Drone glides, hits anarchist hideout and explodes. /A squad of soldiers enter a destroyed busines center, they are surrounded by grafitti ".50 cal snipers- do not proceed!", they proceed with extreme caution and again, notice warnings "Last chance- go back!" and skull and bones. /CU of rifles being loaded with Giant .50 BMG rounds, some men are bearded and at differant angles, hands are raised inside buidlings to signal the others. /Slo-mo of the men concerned and moving.

/From an alley way comes an small Asian effeminate male waving a small American flag on a stick, he holds out a unfolds a large cardboard sign that says "LOOK AROUND YOU." The soldiers are surrounded and freeze up, moments pass and one of them angerily throws his weapon to the ground in disgust. /Men appear moving briskly from business center wearning uniforms, some of the men have beards.

/Seattle is dark and on fire, scenes of destruction are shown, a burning corspe of a toy dog upturned on the sidewalk, buring newspaper blows through buildings without doors. Someone is yelling in pain. A close-up of binoculars lenses with flames. A fanned out Army patrol moves through the deserted streets seeking the remaining armed anarchist elements. Coming around a corner the soldier on point looks up into a warehouse building catching a glimpse of shadowy figures. He takes aim but his rifle barrel is lowered by his commanding officer. "Not confirmed." They move to the building and switch on thermal scopes which illuminate heat signatures.

/Interior of the building. Gas lines have been diverted to create thermal camouflage using gas grills and portable tanks, the figures seen from outside are, in fact, plywood cut outs worked with track (like the hammering man out in front of the Seattle Art Mueseum), pulleys and strings attached to warped alummium overhead reacting to the heat generated creating movement. /Soldiers burst into the room to find the forgeries, a shadow moves across the room to a doorway. The soldier fires and is immediate repremanded. "I said no firing your fucking weapons, god damn it!" "Somebody's fucking with us." "Nobody shoots unless we see a weapon!" Soldier run down a hallway chasing ghosts, they run into a room and the door slams behind them, locking. "What the fucking shit, Roberts- blow the door." "Smells like gas! Get the door open." Gasoline is sprayed into the room from above, and a voice is heard from above. The soldiers shoot into the celing (the ceiling is sandbag to absorb)

"Drop your weapons, gear and strip naked or your going to be burned alive. You have five seconds." The soldiers quietly resign and do as they're told. Later, naked soldiers are being marched away at gunpoint. /The bomb team is pursued over the pass of the Cscade mountians. Wet and grey turns to Sun and arid earth. Aggresively pursued, most are killed instantely by soldiers and helicopters, one is killed by a dramtic fall (use fetal dummy with r/c motor retraction). The area goes from Douglas Firs, to Ponterossa Pine to Desert Scrub and rock.. The remaining member detonates the bomb using a car battery and jump cables. In an instant the area is bathed in blue/orange light, helicopter pilots are blinded. /Seattle is quiet, Army is slowly withdrawing. /An Anarchist is caught and ordered off a outside starcase landing. He is disarmed and executed on the spot, lots of dusts and a "nice" squib hit onto the wall. "We don't know where the other bomb is and we're pulling back to regroup." Army tank leaves and blows away one last anarchist

in a doorway of an apartment building, dust kicks up as the man falls in a heap. /Reporter talks to the camera, jib up, then down. "The wherearbouts of the second nuclear warhead is unknown at this point but the willingness to use them has been demostrated by the group possible posessing the remaining warhead prompting the military authority to draw down immediately all combat forces out to a safe distance to coordinate a response. Right now, there is no longer a military presence in Seattle area, many including myself are now leaving." "We have with us now and a self-described former member of the movement, which is the first time a member or former member has spoken to us about what has happened and what will now be happening now that the military has withdrawn. What is your name? "Mike." "Are you a part of a particular group claiming responsiblity for what has happened here?" " Our motivations are far too complex for any local news pontificator to unravel" "Were's the bomb?", another anarchist chimes in. "Do you know where the remaining warhead is?"

"No." "Do you know who has has the bomb?" "No I don't." /She tries to demask him, he casually resists, she is unsuccessful. /Black woman "dresses out" police, uniforms are pressed, haircuts and shaves are given, men leave looking sharp (even with side arm, ammo+lesslethals removed). Blur fade. /A man in a suit conducts a closed meeting with Oakley sunglass wearing crew cut Blackwater-types. An overhead projector of some kind shows portraits of people. "These are the know high-priority targets. They're seen over deligating large projects. They are top first sets with more following once intel is in." Crew cut guys nod seriously.

/CU of a girl awakened, dirty and sweaty. She pushes a body out of her way and emerges from the rumble. An derelict tank is on fire in the distance. She makes her way to the waterfront and tosses her gun into the water, it slowly fades into

nothing. /Rave party, random people mill about, camera pans/ tracks past as "Your body" pounds. Tables with various "services" such as "Free Money", "Free Drugs", "Free land", "Free equipment", "Free cars". "Where are you guys going?" "California. We hear it's about to happen down there." "You know what I love? The sky, it's so quietlisten. Dead quiet. No jets, helicopters- nothing. It's great. No stress from above." "Since the invention of firearms, the people who have been shot, wars, uprising, police actions, even the police have been overwhelming good people, who have been critically injured, dead. Not "bad guys", just men following the leader, the orders. They die for being on the wrong side, but not for being bad people. They have families, friends, people who have been killed."

/A few men with guns muster for reenforcements, a woman runs from a nearby house, gutted by war. She's crying and with bystanders trying to consoled.

"She said they attacked her and dragged her in there." "Who?" "Big guys." "Big guys?" "They were fucking black alright!" "I'll go around back- you stay in- hey-" "Oh man, it's you. You made it." "Oh yeah- what's up?" "This is pure shit." "It's without precidence." "Where's are all the chicks at?" "Getting raped inside." "Is that joke?" "ANYONE IN THERE NEEDS TO COME OUT!" (nothing) "COME OUT NOW!" /Slightly darker, moments have passed "I heard someone talking in there." "I think that's coming from over there, it's an

echo." /Hestitant resting the rifle near his cover. "Fuck this,man- I'm leaving- we don't even know who's in there." "We should send a video camera in there, we don't have one but we should." "DON'T GO IN THERE." he yells back at a small group watching. /his partner spray paints on the side of the building "WARNING! RAPISTS INSIDE" /Guy with two syringes who about to and then does inject into his neck, one on each side. "One two, ready or not, here I come!" Runs off, later the above characters pass his floating body in the lake swamp/surf area. Use an underwater long hose so the actor can breathe. A man is being pursued into a grain elevator by something unseen. He climbs the stairs, passing an "A" made of feces. Somone with a ghostly face passes him. A POV teeders on a rusted tin roof. A CU of a dirty bloody helmet cover, A barely heard

growl.

THE END

++VFX notes++ A)Use extensive live-action crowd multipication green screen peices and extended set green screen matte minutures. B)Use on-site dub studio inside car and shot MOS

++trailer ideas 1. A man passes a mall cop and flips/knocks his smokey hat off.