THE ALPHA CENTAURI PROJECT SCRIPT
of control!
    C573Y
    The sphere, quick!
    A gigantic hologram of the ship appears in the middle
of the hall.
    The outside shell dissolves, showing the structure
below, a multicolored cobweb of cables linking rooms full of
equipment.
    A soldier points to a few red points.
    SOLDIER
    Those... Those are the computers connecting the
bridge to the rest of the ship. They have stopped working!
    After a few seconds all the lights become green. The
soldiers are astonished.
    SOLDIER
    They have started again. Perhaps the problem is
solved.
    The soldier sends instructions to the computers.
    SOLDIER
    They are still not answering!
    A light turns red. It starts flashing. Half of the
screens fill with a deluge of data. The alarms sound DEAFENING.
    SOLDIER
    Another attack!
    After a few seconds, the light goes out. SILENCE
falls on.
    All the eyes turn towards the center of the room,
where a message is shining: VIRTUAL POPULATION'S BACKUPS ERASED.
The soldiers are petrified.
    C573Y
    Someone else has taken over the control of the
Caravels!
    C573Y reaches the command armchair and sits down.
    He stares with a thoughtful expression at the
star-studded sky from the panoramic window, then transmits a
report.
    His words echo in the room:
    TO THE SECURITY GENERAL HEADQUARTERS.
    EPIDEMIC BROKEN OUT. MOST OF THE POPULATION INFECTED.
MEMORIES WIPED OUT, PERSONALITIES MODIFIED, HOSTILE ATTITUDE TO
SECURITY.
    AFTER INTERVENTION WITH SOPORIFIC VIRUSES, OUR TROOPS
OCCUPIED ALPHACITY. CONTROL OF PART OF THE SHIPS LOST INCLUDING THE
ARMORY, WHICH IS UNDER ENEMY CONTROL. BACKUPS FOR VIRTUAL
POPULATION DESTROYED.
    EXT. ALPHACITY SECURITY headquarters -- DAY
    The ovoid threads its way through the skyscrapers
with reflections of the sky.
    Below streets, squares and gardens follow one another
harmoniously.
    After a few minutes the aircraft heads for a sheet of
water.
    At the center, is the Security Headquarters, a
translucent cube connected to the town by thin bridges.
    The ovoid lands on a large yard. C573Y gets out and
walks towards a COLONEL waiting for him.
    C573Y
    Have the sanitary corps reactivated the
hospitals?
    COLONEL
    Almost finished.
    beat
    I have organized a visit in the Central Hospital. A
vehicle is waiting for us in front of the entrance.
    They walk by a group of soldiers checking their
equipment.
    colonel
    Our troops are not meeting with resistance. They have
already reached the strategic points.
    C573Y
    How is the assistance to the population going on?
    COLONEL
    The streets are covered with millions of bodies. We
will need a few days to reach every zone.
    They pass a squadron intent on loading material on
ovoids.
    A vehicle approaches, hovering half a meter above
ground and the two get into it.
    COLONEL
    To the hospital!
    EXT. ALPHACITY -- MOMENTS LATER
    They cross over a bridge and enter the main
street.
    In front of them, thousands of bodies are lying on
carriageways and sidewalks, inside shops and vehicles.
    The few who escaped the contagion are wandering
around like ghosts.
    From time to time they come across soldiers and
robots busy clearing the streets.
    The vehicle speeds towards the hospital, flying over
the heaps of bodies.
    COLONEL
    Many hospitals are already full. We have started
diverting the arrivals towards other welcome points. The problem is
that there are too many sick people.
    The colonel points to a few soldiers arranging the
bodies in interminable lines on the sidewalks.
    COLONEL
    Often this is the only help we can provide.
    Now the passengers stare IN SILENCES.
    COLONEL
    We have arrived.
    The vehicle stops in front of the entrance, waits for
the passengers to get out and leaves towards a parking lot.
    The entrance is blocked by a crowd of civilians.
    COLONEL
    They are the victims' relatives who are waiting for
the arrivals. We shall go in by a secondary entrance.
    They walk along the building towards a small door, in
front of which a soldier is waiting. They enter.
    INT. alphacity hospital -- CONTINUOUS
    The soldier takes them to a

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