Story-line: The end is coming.
A camera operator, a producer, and a
reporter are on the street. They are scared of what they are seeing.
We hear sounds of explosions and sirens.
EMILY (the reporter)
Oh my God!
Let's do it.
I can't do it.
Yeah. You can, and you will.
I have to go back to Queens. My family
is waiting for me. You should be in your home, too.
Stop it. You gonna do this thing.
PHIL (the camera operator)
If we refuse to do this shit, man?
No way. You will be fired!
Who cares? The world is ending!
I gotta go home.
Hey! Stay here, Emily!
It's not a good idea.
This is the business we've chosen.
No, no, no.
Who do you think you are? Never forget
that you are just a cog in the machine.
But it's the end of the world.
All right! All right! Maybe it will be the last breaking news of the world.
Who will watch this shit?
I don't know. I know that we have to do this.
(The producer points up.)
Look! Professor Hamill is there!
(The producer hands a microphone to Emily.)
Go there and talk to him.
(A little annoyed.)
Go, go, go. You're the best reporter ever.
(Professor Hamill is looking through
the telescope. Emily and the camera operator approach him.)
Professor Hamill! Can you talk to us?
Take care, miss.
It will be quick.
(Looking through the telescope.)
I knew! I knew! We did all the wrong
things, and now the chickens are coming home to roost.
(To the camera operator.)
Phil... Let's do it!
(Getting ready to shoot.)
OK. On the three.
One... two... three...
(Distressful to the camera.)
Good evening to everyone! I'm Emily
Holmes, speaking to you from the Rockefeller Center. A terrible thing
is going on right now. Many New Yorkers fled from this place. But
Professor Hamill stayed here to figure out what was happening. The
President ordered the army and police to fight. Some volunteers joined
the forces as well. The moment is tense, and we are terrified. Oh my
God! What's going on with our city? In our world? Is it the end of
humankind? I don't know. I know that I'm very scared. Let's see if
Professor Hamill has some answers for us.
Professor, may I begin our questions?
I think it's over.
All the nations made many walls and
gates on their borders, but they forgot to do the ceiling. The aliens
are coming from the heavens. It is the end!
(A flash of light fills the entire stage.)