Ren Faire vs. Aliens - Act 3

Ren Fair Versus Aliots Part Three. When eighteen year old
Zoe Winter signed up to participate in the Hillsboro Renaissance Fair,
the last thing she expected was an alien invasion. But
following the gruesome death of the Renfair's King, Zoey has
been crowned queen. Now sealed inside a massive force field
with the aliens, she and a handful of Renfair weirdos
are humanity's last hope. Before the invasion, Zoe and Ben
had made a bet that if Quinn, the Fair's gesture
cracked under pressure and swore, she would finally have to
make a move on her crush dug If, however, he
lasts the whole day, Ben has to admit to the
girl who's infatuated with him that he's gay. At this point,
the bet is the last thing on Zoe's mind, but
Ben is determined to make Quinn break care. When we
left our heroes, Zoe and specialized Commander Katrina Cook figured
out that the alien ship has to lower the force
field surrounding the Renfair when it uses its weapons. Zoe
came up with a plan to get our friends out
of the force field by luwing the ship to attack instead.
They were all ambushed by alien pods and driven back
into hiding. They're running out of time. Is it too
late to save the world. Exterior field outside Hillsborough Day.
Outside the force field, soldiers wait nervously. The barrier is
stronger than ever. Interior Police Station Night Commander Cook watches
the monitors, waiting for Zoe to make her move. Sheriff Schwartz,
Deputy Brunel, ren Fair, Knight MICHAELA and Zoe's dead Mark
Winter all stand nearby, looking on in silence.
I'm sure they have everything under control.
Cut to Interior Park Service Building Day. It's pandemonium in
the renfare Bass Doug collapses dramatically into a chair. Bridget
holds a bleeding arm.
I don't know how much lunch I can take this.
I have nothing to eat, but turculates for fourteen hours.
She grabs an axe and smashes open a barrel and
starts quaffing. Mead Queen the Jester twitches frantically.
Mm hmmmmmm, well, I am called light whose along.
My chin is bulled.
Zoe slumps to the ground.
What did I do wrong?
I failed?
I'm a terrible leader.
My noble royal Queen say, naughts.
Thus they're alien captive locked in a medieval pillory. Laughs, sickening.
For the patches.
We cannot stand James m Mada. Ben takes Bridget's axe
and marches towards it. Quinn tries to stop him.
Quinn must Benjamin comport thyself with Wynn.
Grow up.
He snatches Quinn's jangling jester head from his head and
tosses it out the door.
Be honest with yourself for what's in your life? Grow up,
Quinn quiet nave.
He half turns warding Ben back with one hand. Oh
thou brains, sake out catch soon, forsooth you all shall
be mowed down as wheat to the.
Skye silent snave. I say, blest my tempo with.
Throw me thou want the knave joyt head, Ready thyself
to meet thy worthless god. Quhen Quinn is losing reverally,
I do warn me by scull him.
Now what work?
Well?
Guess what susan fuck you.
Shot. Silence fills the room. Ben lowers's axe. He looks
at Zoe, then pointedly towards Doug. After a long pause,
Quinn slowly rises and makes his way into the garage.
Closing the door behind him. Exterior police station Night Commander
Cook comes out the front door, pulling a pack of
cigarettes from her pocket. Mark is already there, looking off
into the night.
Mister winter smoke.
Mark thinks, you.
Know what, sure, if we're all going to get wiped
out by aliens, one cigarette is not going to make
a difference.
We don't know that that's what's happening.
She hands him a cigarette and lights it.
But it's definitely a possibility.
Mikayla exits the front door.
Hey, you guys got an extra.
As Cook hands her a cigarette, Schwartz, Brunelle and the
FBI agent all come out too.
Man, I could use a smoke.
Could I get one of those matter permission to have
a cigarette?
Jesus Christ, someone's gonna stay in there to monitor's situation.
They all look down the line to the FBI agent. Fine,
he goes back inside. Mark stands at a distance with
great concentration. He takes a drag, then stifles a cough.
Mikaela comes over to him. You don't actually smoke, do you?
No?
I heard it calms your nerves, though.
You shouldn't start.
I just wish there was something I could do. I
wish I didn't feel so powerless. He gives up and
throws the cigarette away.
I know what you mean.
I feel like I let them down by not being
there to help.
They look towards the distant sky, lit up by electric purple,
by the shimmering force field.
A hangover and forty five pounds of armor.
No joke, though, do you know Zoe will not really
just through the fair? She seems cool though when she
talks about you really raising her by yourself. Just proud
of you?
Mark things for a long moment. Exterior police station parking
lot night. Mchaela's horse is tied up in the station
parking lot. A police officer is feeding and tending to it,
very enthusiastically, whispering lovingly into its ears. Michaela leads Mark
around the building. Get on. She unties the horse, mounts
and gives Mark a hand up. They're about to take off.
When wait, take this. She leans down and pulls her
medieval helmet from somewhere. Mark puts it on and grips
Michaela as if they were on a motorbike. What's the
horsepower on this baby? They yellop off. Interior park service
building night, the door to the garage creaks open. From
the gloom beyond comes a monstrous sight. Quinn in khakis
and apollo, hair slipped back somehow, a dour expression on
his face. The others watch him approach.
Quinn, who's dagger ott o hot frog the jest.
I'm just Quinn, That's what I said.
Quinn Sparahallo, a twenty first century laser with enormous student
loan debt and no good job prospects, trapped in a
dead end job.
Oh, grown up.
The alien clicks at him.
Welcome to Earth.
Also it sucks here, fou shimprey. Quinn throws a spoon
at the alien. It flinches, but the spoon bounces off
its head shield. In a cold fury, Quinn tosses a tanker,
a phone charger, a horseshoe, someone's wallet, all bounce right
off and land around the world. Eli that Quinn, who
gets a shit bridget.
It's not like Geneva convention in Spice.
Amidst the violence, Ben turns to Zoe.
Zoe, don't ask me anything, please. I should have never
been queen. I can't even keep a neo pedalive.
It's not your fault.
I'm the last person in the world who should be
trusted with responsibility. I've never even made a decision for myself,
even being here.
She looks up at him.
I didn't join the Renfair because I wanted to get
closer to Doug, or because I needed a job, or
even because I love nerdy fantasy shit. It was because
of you.
What do you mean you're the decisive.
One, You're the leader. Everyone listens to you. You came
out of middle school and became everyone's hero. I mean,
you have all these girls crushing on you, and you
don't even like girls. It's always been easier for me
to just follow you, Zoe, I couldn't survive by myself.
In the background, the violence continues. Coins Pepper the alien
shield to no avail. Not canst thou do? To haut
me Weakly, Guy Quinn flings a child's wooden sword. It
smacks the alien right in the face. Pouch silence. Everyone
turns to look wooo hesitantly. Zoe rises and walks up
to it. She holds the metal tankard above the alien
and drops it. It bounces off. She pulls her own
wooden sword and brings it down gently on the alien's face. Joe,
touch me.
What wood goes right through wade?
Yeah, this thing totally got knocked out by a tree branch.
And my javelin went right into one of the pods.
In my arrow, the only one without a metal head.
That's right, Doug slums back down, Tug, I did something too,
Charlie gasps. They turned to her.
Of course, from millennia, the Aliens left Earth alone because
their technology can't detect organic carbon based material, their weakest
against people clad in skins and plants fighting with sticks
and stones. Now that everyone uses metal weapons and always
wears clothing with metal and polyester, and carries phones and watches,
it's the perfect time to strike.
Think about it.
Knock on wood, sticks and stones.
A History Channel moment, Aliens a beach.
How do you know that?
I don't. I'm stressing you.
No, you know nothing, motherfucker.
Where's the big ship?
Why didn't it come out?
The alien laughs tensely.
Fear not, my lady.
Teas, but resting for the night. On the morrow, when
the sun favors us once more with its power.
It will rise and make an end of ye. And
as our dome turns towards our homeland. Then we can
hell of.
Fasting navy to descend upon this Righteah.
Well, humanity, we had a good run.
It was probably nearly over anyway.
You know, species are going extinct hundreds of times faster
than the meteor that wiped out the dinosaurs.
Thanks clamor change.
Wait wait, wait, this is a good thing. We have
until dawn. We can still do something.
No history me again. Charlie steps up to the pillaried alien.
So if organic material can pass through the.
Shields, She slowly reaches out a hand. It passes through
the alien's shield and rests on its unprotected head.
Oh oh, here, Groves, then we could get through the
dome whenever we wanted to.
We can get out organic material.
Okay, give me eight seconds.
She starts stripping off her polyestrotrec suit.
But if there's only a few hours in, we can't
even warn the.
Other They look at her.
What do you mean?
I don't know.
Forget it.
Bridget takes Zoe's hand.
Zoe Mania handed you a crown. It was dumb luck
you didn't ask for it. But here we are democracy.
I think at this point we all know that's a joke.
We need a dictatorship We need one person making decisions,
or we're gonna keep running around like headless chickens.
So tell us what to do.
Zoe looks at Ben.
You don't have to do it alone, Zoe, We're all
here with you.
He looks down.
Listen, I'm not as strong and self assured as you
think I am. There's something I've been wanting to tell you.
A ghostly sound interrupts the revelation. His voice reverberates distantly,
echoing from all directions. Zoe rushes outside the rest follow
exterior park Field night. The voice seems to come from
all around them, so he looks at the glowing sky.
Dad, are you?
Are you?
Exterior field outside Hillsboro Night, continuous silence. Mark and Michaelor
are with the soldiers waiting Outside the force field. A
small crowd is gathered, including sevent teenage girls and one
massive burly man, all with signs saying we love you.
At Weird underscore flex Underscore. Doug Mark yells into a megaphone.
Sewing Mark.
She can't hear you.
Mark doesn't listen to her. So interior Alien Mothership Bridge Night,
continuous a disturbings. Calima investigate the pilot presses a few buttons.
Exterior Field outside Hillsborough Night, continuous.
Zee, I'm here. I know I'm really bad at talking
to you and telling you how I feel.
This morning.
That confusing diarrhea story and all I came out all wrong.
The soldiers glanced at him.
Not like But what I meant was that you don't
have to run away from responsibility, but you also don't
have to do everything yourself. Relying on others isn't a weakness.
I wish I had people helping me throw sawdust and
spray clorox, and wash scrubs and coats the cats down
from on top of the friends.
All right, mister Winner, just write her a thoughtful cord.
You do have people, You have a team.
Exterior Parkfield, Night, continuous. Zoe looks around at the other reenactors.
I can't believe that my daughter is literally fighting aliens.
Exterior Field outside Hillsboro Night, continuous. Mark takes a breath.
I love you, Tiger Cub.
I'm so proud of you.
Save the Earth, Zoey means the world to me.
He trails off inside the bubble. Glowing lights appear through
the trees. Alien pods attracted by the noise. Mark takes
a step back. A soldier steps up and bangs on
the force field with his gun. The pods gather around
the noise. More soldiers do the same, drawing pods out
of the woods. Exterior park field night continuous Dad the
re enactor's watches glowing lights vanish into the woods, heading
towards the disturbance of the perimeter.
Where are they going? It's empty?
This is our chance.
You can't run away.
She thinks, we need a plan.
And we need a team.
She looks back towards the park service building, where Quinn
hangs back, still gloomy.
We need everyone.
She leaves the others and approaches Quinn. What what's up?
What do you think?
What should we do?
Who cares? Let's just get out of here and back
to our boring lives.
Come on, dagonetto, you always have creative ideas.
He scoffs and turns away. Zoe clears her throat.
Forsooth. Sarah, thy wits and bravery are beyond compare.
Quinn cracks a smile, then quickly frowns.
Thou hast never been afraid in the field of battle,
valued justa Today our duty is to face our foe
and brave great danger. And I, Queen Zoey, choose thou
bold Daga Nato hop Frog to be my right hand,
my general, where I alone would fail. Together we marry
van can defeat our enemies and save the world.
The others have come up behind her. Quietly, Quinn looks up.
At her past. What nothing. People have pushed me to
be normal for so long. No one ever wanted me
to go.
The other way. Zoe sponts the gesture's head lying nearby.
She picks it up and places it on his head.
All right, sir Douga Netto, He.
Smiles, stands proudly. Is anachronistic spirit returning to.
Him, my queen, Where hast thou learned to speak?
Thus it is a great power, a.
Great power, indeed I learned it from you. So Tim,
what have we got?
The power of imagination and Britain and absolutely chaotic sets
a bravodo.
We gat information. We have a tea raw physical strength.
Ben rests his hand on Zoe's shoulder.
We have a leader, and I think I have a
plan great.
I'm totally on board as long as I get to
keep any valuable Alian plunder.
What is it with you in money.
Maybe the fact that I have an MBA and I
still walk dogs.
I'm a mercenary.
Zoe leans in listen closely.
Exterior field outside Hillsborough night, glowing light on the faces
of Mark MICHAELA and the soldiers. Later something exactly Interior
Police station night, continuous. Schwartz watches the feet anxiously.
They get down there and keep an eye on things.
Brunel glances around a fresh coffee mug in his hand,
but every surface is covered in paperwork and equipment. Finally,
he puts it down in an open drawer, closes it,
and heads for the door.
What is it? What do you see?
Exterior field outside Hillsboro Night, continuous. The soldier doesn't respond.
Beyond the force field, dozens of pods have gathered, looking
out of the humans. Cut to Alien Mothership Night. The
vast body of the Alien mothership squads in a clearing,
shiny and vaguely organic. A beat up pod zooms out
of the woods as it approaches the mothership's hull. A
door slides open and the pod enters Interior Alien Mothership
Pod Bay Night. The bay is long and curved, shiny
and chipness, A rush of steam as the pod docks.
Most of the other pod docks lining the cabin are empty.
An alien supervisor stands nearby with a clipboard, And that.
Thing got beat up? What happened?
You?
Drag race through a grenade fatchery.
The pod starts to open. The alien Supervisor's eyes widen.
Interior Alien Mothership Bridge night. Business as usual on the bridge.
Several aliens man various workstations. Lights glow like vanes in
the walls. Through a transparent floor, the workings of part
of the engine and the cannon array can be seen.
The captain is joking around with a crew.
So anyway, and I told her.
I wasn't going to pay.
For a new hyper space recoil shaft, and if she
wanted someone to yell at, she could take them up
with almoralty.
The crew laugh over laws every right.
A light starts flashing on a control panel. They peer
at it. A loud thumb and the jingling of bells.
The aliens slowly turn around. There in the doorway our zone,
Ben Bridget, Doug and Quinn brandishing wooden weapons. Charlie carries
her camera. Quinn holds a stud toe.
Wincey hey asshole A beat.
The alien's ready their weapons and begin to charge. Zoe's
smile falls. Oh shit, flashes of her nightmare armored friends
falling beneath sword and spear. It overwhelms her. Then, all
of a sudden, ghostly voices echo in her hand.
You're all in this together. You're a competent leader.
You can do this, Zoe.
I'm john so, I'm so proud ne but no break
nine character.
She looks over to see Quinn lifting his crude wooden
club unsteadily. He locks eyes with her and smiles, my queen.
Zoe steals herself.
Hey alien, She raises her sword, time to eat wood
behind her.
Ben makes a face. Zoe charges. The other re enactors
follow then and Bridget.
Go, Doug and Quinn straight right, Charlie.
Now.
Charlie lifts her camera and takes a picture. The aliens
falter staggering. Zoe connects with the first line and moves
through her fight choreography. Jab ripost, block, overhead, sweep. This
time it's fucking also. Aliens are battered down by her attacks. Nearby,
Bridget hammers down her foes with a wooden mallet. Quinn
drums them with a club. Ben whales on the Aliens
with a quarter staff. Zoe turns to see the face
of a snarling, intimidating alien. For a moment, it seems
like she's met her match. Then a wooden arrow zips
past and buries itself in the alien's throat. Zoe is
sprayed with dark blue blood. She turns to see Doug
giving her a thumbs up. Nice. She gives him a
super awkward, blood spattered wink, then batters one last alien.
The invaders are defeated.
Who's all?
The ghostly voice of John snow sounds and Zoey's head.
I knew you could do it, Zoe? Could you do
what we're time to say? This is John Snowy. I
knew you could do it, Zoe. This is John Snoop.
Eyes closed. She kisses the air Ben nods toward the
far side of the room, where the alien captain cowers.
The re enactors nurse fresh injuries, cuts, bruises, split lips.
They stride over to the captain.
Hey you.
A pulsing light appears on a panel on the captain's chest.
Quinn gets up in its face, shit, talking ren Fair style, what.
Now thou beast? Ruffian what says thou now ha by
the hammer of Vulcan, prepare to feast on dung thou
mother lover, Aye aye forsooth.
The panel pings frankly calibrated.
Hi, prithee, sir us, it's fabby.
They turned to look at Quinn. For Fox's sake.
I shall excuse myself.
He goes to stand in the corner.
Never conger, I entreat me, zoos, has thou loved me yet?
This fascist me not.
Listen to me.
You better get the fuck out of.
Your alien or this for humans. We don't want your
kind here.
Bridget Sorry, maqueen.
She stands back.
Hey, I'm not sure how exactly, but I think that's racist.
A spaceship full of alien invaders with advanced weaponry versus
a team of nerds with wooden weapons, and we beat you.
It's over.
You're gonna take your pods and leave this planet and
never come back.
I brave, Queen, it shall be as thou commandest.
Swear it thy will be dumb.
Swear.
She readies her wooden sword.
Yay, I do avow.
We shall quit this world in peace. There to return.
Satisfied, Zoe gets up and begins to move away, then turns.
Back seriously, though, fuck you.
Quinn leans him close to the Alien captain one last time.
Fuck you.
Exterior field outside Hillsboro Night. The soldiers watch the eerie
glow of the pods. All at once, the pods vanish
back into the trees. What's happening? Exterior Alien Mothership Night?
Glowing pods pour back into the Mothership. Exterior park fields night.
Zoe Bent, Doug, Bridget, and Quinn stried back across the field,
triumphantly wiping blood and sweat from their faces.
We did a.
Young America winds again for the July Super Bowl Military
Industrial Complex.
Oooh yeah, wait, we're the good guys, right.
Charlie pulls up her camera to show Doug a shot
of him killing an alien with a perfectly executed bow
and arrow.
Strake, who want a copy for the ground?
Yeah?
Maybe?
Ben nudges Zoey.
Hey, this would be a great moment to grab Doug
and make out with his Zoey.
Glances back feels like the wrong mood.
Bridget pulls out a tooth.
Ah, fuck, I don't have dental.
Exterior field outside Hillsboro Night, Continuous Brunelle runs up, panting
furiously what did I miss? Exterior park Field night continuous.
Charlie jogs in front to get a group shot. Then
blue light washes over her. She looks up in horror
with a roar. The vast hulk of the mothership looms
up over the trees, accelerating towards them. Interior Alien Mothership
Bridge Night continuous. The Alien captain sits back in its
command chair. Other aliens have returned to their stations. The
captain raises a hand. The aliens work their controls. Exterior
park Field Night continuous. The ship speeds faster, the weapons
array begins to glow. The reenactors watch helplessly. Exterior Field
outside Hillsboro Night continuous. The tank operator leaning against the
tank blows a massive bubble. The force field flickers and
drops out. The soldier yells into the walkie talkie commander.
The shield is down.
Interior Police Station night continuous. Cook has been pacing. Hearing this,
she springs into action, knocking Schwartz back, who drops his
coffee on the ground. He holds his empty coffeeless hand
in the air, but this time it doesn't get refilled.
No pounell go, They'll go. Exterior Field Outside Hillsborough Night continuous.
The soldiers pour into the forest. Brunel, still massively out
of breath, draws his gun with one hand, brandishes his
badge in the other, and.
Dashes in Hillsboro beady.
Mikaela grabs Mark and holds him up into her horse.
Together they charge it. Interior Alien Mothership Bridge Night continuous.
The captain smiles cruelly. The sound of engines and machinery
is overwhelming. Exterior park Field Night continuous. The roaring grows,
the weapons array glows fiercely. The re enactors are sitting ducks.
Interior Alien Mothership Bridge Night continuous. The roaring cuts out abruptly.
The captain smile drops it looks down. Through the clear floor,
we can see Zoe's wooden sword jammed into the weapons array.
The captain looks up. All is quiet. Oh, faith's so
cruel that profits thus an end to one that hath
endured thy.
Endless wars and yielding kings.
And sovereigns brought to bend and greater planets subjugated scores.
He rises and moves slowly through the silent bridge.
Oh, mightiest among my kind, I be still as the
lowest I am laid to rest.
Then Mark this well all you would.
Follow me to as so, seeming weak?
That did me best. From exterior Parkfield Night continuous. The
mothership explodes, claiming. Debris reigns down around them, Fire lights
up their faces. A charred wooden sword sails under the
sky and sticks in the ground right in front of them.
Sorry to burst your bubble?
Did you guys hear that?
Don't you know? Through the flames and smoke, they're galloping
horse bursts, carrying Mikayla and Mark through the smoldering remains
of the alien invasion. Smoking is good with surprising grace.
He leaps from the saddle and snatches Zoe up in
a hug. Fire roars behind them, and the alien equivalent
of a hubcap rolls along the grass slowly. Charlie lifts
her camera. Match cut two Interior Zoe's Kitchen day insert
Hillsboro Times newspaper. The headline reads ren Fair versus Aliens.
Underneath is Charlie's picture of the burning wreckage of the spacecraft.
Five Renfair reenactors standing in front. One Proud Dad and
a Night on horseback charging through interior Winterhouse, Zoe's Bedroom
Day Zoe's alarm clock rings. Zoe wakes abruptly. She sets
off the alarm, then looks around. Disoriented, She locks eyes
with a poster of John Snow. Was it all a dream?
She struggles out of bed. Interior Winterhouse Kitchen Day. As
Zoe comes downstairs, she spots Commander Cook standing with Mark
in the kitchen, chatting. Mark Has's hand jam down the garage.
Interior Winterhouse Kitchen Day. As Zoe comes downstairs, she spots
Commander Cook standing with Mark in the kitchen, chatting. Mark
Has's hand jam down the garbage disposal.
Mornings though, look what Katrina brought you, Oh Katrina.
She glances over at the wall. Her charred wooden sword
sits on the shelf next to her lonely National Latin
exam metal.
Wow, no time for breakfast.
We need to get to the studio.
Zoe takes a deep breath. Mark smiles, you got this here.
He hands her his truck keys. Exterior Winter House Day.
They step out in the driveway. The pickup is horrifically
smashed up all at once. Masses of reporters rush over
the lawn, clamoring with question.
Miss Winter, Miss Winter, are there more aliens were not
k from I don't were you able to communicate with them?
Miss order?
How many aliens did you personally killed?
The throng grows quiet.
Geez, I don't even know.
This provokes an even greater outburst of questions. Commander Cook
pulls them through the crowd. At the edge of the throng,
a woman in her late forties admissions officer comes up
with a friend, Kid Harrington. Zoe can't make out.
Please, no more questions.
Uh sorry, I'm not a reporter, win to. My name's
Margaret Kaplan.
I'm an admissions officer from Yale.
It's in Connecticut.
Zoe and Mark exchange a.
Look, Yeah, I've heard of it. Would you be interested
in attending?
I didn't apply. I actually didn't apply anywhere. My SAT
scores were awful.
You don't have to. We'd be honored to admit a
hero like you.
Her younger friend chimes in, Yale's a great school. Zoe
squints and recognizes him as Game of Thrones heart.
Throcked Kit Harrington.
Nice to meet you.
I can't tell you how much you helped me. The
way you came from nothing as a poor orphan and
and forging your own destiny and shaping the.
Future of Western That was the character John snows, that
was fiction.
Did you come here just to see me?
Yes? And actually know I'm visiting my cousins. But I
really think you should go to Yale.
You can have a single Zoe, no roommate.
I don't know, I'll.
Think about it.
The reporters start to clamor again. A prius pulls up nearby.
Ben waves the driver's.
Seat, quick, get in.
Zoe heads toward the passenger door, and the other two follow.
As she passes by, Kid Harrington.
You're so beautiful, hey, Then.
Kid Harrington and the admissions officers stand awkwardly in silence
alone as the reporters watch the heroes drive off, Kid
Harrington turns to them, Hey, I'm Kit Harrington. The tumult resumes.
Cameras flash exterior Local news station day. The prius comes
to a halt in the gravel outside a concrete building
with an antenna array the local news station. Here we go.
Mark and Commander Cook get out and make for the door,
but Ben clears his throat. Zoe hangs back.
Everything all right, yeah, yeah, I've just been thinking the
way I was so determined to make Quinn break character
and just be who he really is.
It wasn't about him. I haven't been true to who
I am.
He fiddles with his keys.
Pushing you towards Doug.
Same thing.
I wanted you to make a move on someone you
clearly liked because I couldn't. What do you mean, carry Santos?
I mean who has themselves all figured out in middle school?
He sighs.
I don't know why coming out the second time would
be harder, but it is. I'm by Zoe and I
do like carry Santos. She asked me to the summer dance,
and I think I'm going to go with her.
Amazing. I'm here for you, buddy.
Thank you.
Seeing you change, seeing you beat a literal alien invasion,
it helped put everything in perspective.
So thanks.
Zoe instinctively begins to deflect the praise, but thinks better
of it.
You're welcome.
They start walking towards the station and.
Hey, more options.
Congratulations the crunch of gravel. Bridget pulls up on a
shiny new BMX.
You're bye, huh nice one, me too?
High five? She's already out of high five range.
Nice bike, dogs, I'm rich now, I sold her life right.
Doug holds the station door open for Bridget as she
hops off and enters without breaking stride.
Hey, Zoe, there's something I wanted to ask you.
He looks at her nervously for a moment, then a
chains comes over him as he puts on his cool
guy persona.
Well, you know how the summer dance is coming up.
I was taking it f like low key, you want
to go with me? A kind of slap.
No, Doug stutters for a moment.
Sorry, I should have pretended to think about it for
a moment. What I mean is we've all been through
so much together that we're almost like siblings.
Doug drops his persona.
Actually that's a huge relief, and I wouldn't want to
what honestly, miss public persona I've made for myself. I've
been realizing how much it plays into a traditional patriarchal
narrative men as self sufficient protagonist. Women is little more
than objects validated by the men.
Who choose them. But real life isn't like that.
We aren't defined by gender or by the roles we
play in romantic relationships. Our generation has an opportunity to
break this narrative and value individual expression as well as
platonic friendships more highly.
He touches her arm affectionately and.
In the end, which of us really needs validation more?
He gestures to his phone.
This needs to be idolized. It's not healthy for me
on TikTok.
I have hundreds of followers, but I'll follow you into
battle any day.
She's about to respond when Zoe, they.
Need you, Thanks Doug.
She turns from her pocket. She draws Doug's sweaty handkerchief.
She gives it one last farewell sniff, tosses it into
a trash can nearby, and goes inside. Ben has been
standing nearby, politely pretending not to pay attention. He smiles
and goes in. Doug follows Ben.
Do you want to go to the summer dance.
Saba?
Zoe?
I think I think of you as a sibling. Also,
I'm going with carry santos Ah nice one.
Man interior newsroom day, the anchors mostly return to their
former composure present the news. The male anchor now shows
off a flashy engagement ring.
Which is great news for Hillsboro, as, according to local officials,
our humble state park is almost certain to receive national
monument status.
Now certified alien free.
They both laugh.
Now, in a very special segment, we're joined live by
the Renaissance heroes who fought off these invaders.
So just what happened in that alien bubble montage?
As each re enactors interviewed individually, music builds lower third,
Ben Ortega High School student.
It was the first day and we hadn't even opened
and these things started appearing.
Charlie Voo, a letter winning photo journalist.
When they popped up, zooming around in their drones and
shooting at us, I knew I had to do something.
Zoey Winter Queen.
We were never worried. We had it under control.
Doug Kimorra High School student, TikTok personality.
No cat.
We kept seeing like more and more of these sastus,
and I was like, whoa hoo hoo, this is totally.
Quinn's Barrichello Jester, fantastical, beyond imagining such creatures, bigger belief.
Why quoth we? And where pool came?
They hit Bridget McMillan, big time movie producer.
I mean, I expected a good turnout for the fair,
but not a.
And the king guy died. I didn't call my misself.
I drew them off.
I used my longbow skill to take down around eleven
of them.
Yep, I told them the King's English, two cops.
A guy selling turkey leggs, a whole bunch of people.
Lower third Agnes Tamunsen, amateur horticulturalist, the gardener holds the
wreckage over flower pots.
I don't know what was worse.
The aliens were the massive disruptions by the federal authorities,
which our tax dollars pay for.
It was a lot of responsibility, So we came up
with a plan. Police car, antennas, gun, alien drone.
Pod, wooden weapons, charred.
Bone, fullsooth, A pause.
I am am indebt those things.
Dead, eyes like a doll's.
Eyes, nuts so nuts crazy.
Lower third Kid Harrington, Young Hollywood Award winner, an absolutely
mental situation.
The US spends more money on its military than the
next eleven countries combined.
Not gonna lie, we hike. You want of these guys
to go.
Fuck themselves by jove back to that foul brimstone soaked
hell that gave them birth.
It wasn't a big deal.
Zoey saved the world.
Zoeys saved the world.
Joe saved the world.
Oh sorry, even when you fuck up, it sounds authoritized.
Can you do it again? Please?
Yeah, Zoe saved the world.
Zoe fights a smile and admits I saved the world.
Music builds into roll credits, post credits. Exterior road to
military base day. A long straight road cuts between fields.
In the distance is an imposing military building. A sleek
black car cuts through interior military base corridor Day. Zoe
follows Cook down a long hallway in a secure military compound,
turns and raises an eyebrow.
You think you're ready for this.
Not to sound cocky, but I did blow up an
alien invasion.
Interior military base catwalk continuous. They come out onto a
catwalk over a concrete warehouse. Scientists and lap coats are
running diagnostics on the alien captive, still somehow locked in
the medieval pillory.
We are the good guys, right.
Cook shrugs and keeps walking. Interior military base elevator day.
Cook hits a button and the elevator doors open. Zoe
steps in. Cook pauses in the hallway.
So when does my training begin?
Cook smiles it already has. She hits another button and
the doors close, sealing Zoe from sight, the end