Exterior,
Night time:
In
the moonlight, TK1863: softly speaks.
[storyboard 23]
TK1863:
“We have
a report, Sergeant.”
TK560:
is studying something on a hand scanner. He slowly acknowledges
the troopers. Finally he quietly speaks.
TK560:
“Go ahead, HiNo. Report.” [storyboard
23a]
TK1863:
“The communication tower is gone. Looks like
we managed to ground 4 of their ship, 3 X-wing class fighters, and
their transport… but they still have 3 fighters, and a fair amount
of small arms support. I think the bas…”
TK560:
Lowers the scanning device, turns to TK1863 and asks
TK560:
“What do you mean, gone?”
[storyboard 23b]
TK1863:
“You know that big explosion we heard right
after they attacked? Well, that must have been the communication
tower. The tower is no longer there, sir. Its just gone.”
TK1911:
“We’re not calling anyone for back-up. Are we?
Sergeant.” Spoken in a defeated tone.
TK560:
“No backup to call. How many men do we have
left ‘oh-nine-one’?
[storyboard 23c]
He
has confidence in his voice, even though it’s a show for the new
recruits.
TK091:
“18 troopers scattered in 4 locations. TK1243,
and TK1519 are MIA, and believed dead. Their bio-readouts are not
responding. One of those creatures, maybe.”
[storyboard 23d]
Almost
speaking to himself:
TK560:
“18 men.”
The
desperate situation begins to sink in on the troopers. Standing, he affixes his data scanner to his belt, and turning
to TK091
[storyboard 23e]
TK560:
“Corporal, assemble the men.We've got a war
to win.”
[storyboard 23f] |