Excerpt from Sci-Fi Film by Suzie Park. Script created with Final Draft by Final Draft, Inc.

               INT. GIFTED INDUSTRIES - DAY

               Some trainers and firemen bring a gurney with the blanket-
               covered fireman down the bus's steps, clump, clump, clump. A
               wet Rex follows.

                                   REX
                         I'll take it from here, guys.

                                   BUFF TRAINER
                         Thanks, man.

               LINDA (50), a smiling cookies-and-knitting-type, bursts out
               of the entrance blowing her wet pink nails.

                                   LINDA
                         Normally, I'd take him in myself.
                         But come with me.

                                   REX
                         Sure.

               Outside the door marked "Retirement Dept.", Rex swipes his
               I.D. but gets a loud error buzzer and red light.

                                   LINDA
                         You've never been in here, have
                         you? Grab the card out of my
                         pocket.

               Rex complies. Green light.



               INT. RETIREMENT DEPT - DAY

               Linda bites a nail.

                                   LINDA
                         All dry. Got a fresh one for me?

               Two of twenty morgue drawers have green lights on.

                                   LINDA (CONT'D)
                         Wheel him over here.

               She throws off the blanket revealing the fireman.

               Rex sees the fireman's eye twitch.

                                   REX
                         He's alive!

               Linda immediately injects the fireman in the shoulder with a
               purple liquid.

                                   LINDA
                         That'll fix that.

                                   REX
                         What did you just do?

               Before Rex can blink, Linda scalpels right above the
               fireman's ear and pulls out a 1-inch square chip.

                                   LINDA
                         You want his Palm Cerebro 21x with
                         turbo dial?... No?

               Linda wipes the chip off on the fireman's jacket and pockets
               it.

               Rex can't move, can't react.

               Linda takes a large knife and cuts a straight line all the
               way down from neck to pubes and pulls open the fireman's rib
               cage.

               She yanks out his heart and liver.

                                   LINDA (CONT'D)
                         See these? Spent too much time in
                         the water. They're useless. He'd be
                         a vegetable. Or need a whole hell
                         of a lot of work.

               She tosses the organs into a large garbage pail. She notices
               something on the fireman.

                                   LINDA (CONT'D)
                         You sure you don't want anything
                         useful off this guy before he gets
                         retired? He's hung like a horse.

               Rex has difficulty breathing.

               STUMPY THUG and WIRY THUG enter.

                                   LINDA (CONT'D)
                         Hi, boys. This one's ready to be
                         retired.

               Linda opens a large red trash compactor-like door to fiery,
               bright heat. The two thugs pick the fireman up and are about
               to throw him down the chute.

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