THE VOICE OF ATON


                             "RESERVATIONS"

                                  by

                             GORDON D WENN






                              CAST LIST
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              THE GUY
              MR MANN
              THUG #1 (N/L)
              THUG #2 (N/L)
              
              







                               SET LIST
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              INTERIORS
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              DARK OFFICE
              
              
              
              







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                                                             1.

                             ACT ONE

       FADE IN:

       INT. - DARK OFFICE - ESTABLISH - INDETERMINATE

       We see a desk in a small dark office, covered with file
       folders. A man in a very drab suit sits down and begins
       to thumb through the files. He finds one that interests
       him, studies it, then signals to someone in the darkness
       to his front. We will come to know him as MR MANN.

       Two large men enter, THUG #1 and THUG #2, escorting another
       man with a bag over his head. They forcefully seat him in
       a chair in front of the desk, then remove the bag. We will
       come to know this man merely as THE GUY. We see him staring
       at MR MANN, not really sure what's happening.

                             THE GUY
                            (wide-eyed)
                   What the Hell!

       MR MANN smiles at him.
     
                             MR MANN
                            (pleasant)
                   So how's everything going?

       THE GUY seems a little angry, but controls it.

                             THE GUY
                            (irate)
                   You kidnapped me?

                             MR MANN
                            (shrugs)
                   Yes we did.

        THE GUY doesn't seem to comprehend the situation.

                             THE GUY
                            (confused)
                   Who are you?

                             MR MANN
                            (matter of fact)
                   I'm Mister Mann and this is the
                   Emmigration Enforcement Agency.                   

                             THE GUY
                            (still confused)
                   What? I'm from here. Why would
                   Immigration want me?

       MR MANN takes a moment, then corrects him.

                             MR MANN
                   Not Immigration, Emmigration.

       THE GUY seems more worried than afraid.

                             THE GUY
                            (gestures)
                   Where would I be Emmigrating to?

                             MR MANN
                            (nods)
                   The Planet Silvanus.

                             THE GUY
                            (lost)
                   Where?

                             MR MANN
                            (points to left)
                   It's nine point two six light years
                   over that way.

                             THE GUY
                            (still lost)
                   What? You're not serious?

       MR MANN takes another moment to prove just how serious he is.
       Then he puts more of an upbeat tone to the conversation.

                             MR MANN
                            (positive)
                   Don't think of this as a kidnapping,
                   but more of a job placement interview.

                             THE GUY
                            (back to confused)
                   What kind of Job?

                             MR MANN
                   Aborigine.

                             THE GUY
                            (back to lost)
                   What?

                             MR MANN
                            (informative)
                   When the main group of Colonists arrive
                   they're going to need a covenient group
                   of people to exploit.

        The left side of THE GUYS' face twitches.

                             MR MANN(CON'T)
                   You see, each group that arrives would
                   be treated as aborigines by the group
                   that arrives after them. And the next
                   group would try to exploit all the
                   people who preceeded them. Creating
                   a very vicious cycle.
                            (pause)
                   So we bring in a larger earlier group,
                   who everyone can easily identify as
                   the local population. We exploit these
                   people, saving the next two or three
                   generations of colonists from endless
                   bigotry and intolerance.
                            (pause)
                   We're trying to avoid a future civil war.   
 
       THE GUY trys an angry rush at MR MANN, but is stopped by the thugs.
       Who push him back into his seat. He glares at MR MANN.

                             THE GUY
                            (screams)
                   Why are you doing this to me?
                   What have I ever done to anyone?
                   I'm just some Guy!

       MR MANN looks into the file in front of him.

                             MR MANN
                            (clerical)
                   It seems you visited a Russian Porn
                   site. MoscowMuleBabesdotCom.
                            (pause)
                   Which is a very stupid thing to do.
                            (pause) 
                   Then you filled out an evaluation
                   form, giving them all your personal
                   information.
                            (pause)
                   Also, a stupid thing to do.
                            (smiles)
                   And you fit our profile.

                             THE GUY
                            (explains)
                   Hey, I had the chance to win a trip.

                             MR MANN
                            (nods)
                   Well, you did, didn't you.
   
       A dreadful understanding begins to envelope THE GUY.

                             MR MANN(CON'T)
                            (gestures)
                   It's not so bad. Think of it as an
                   investment in the Gaming Industry.
 
       The bag is put back over THE GUYS' head, then the thugs
       manhandle him out of the room. MR MANN puts his file to
       one side, picks up another one, studies it for a moment,
       then gestures into the darkness for the next interview.

                                                        FADE OUT.

                             THE END

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