of the situation as she zeroes in on the televised conversation.

8       We begin to listen over the din of the news room.

        TV Man 1:    I DON’T BELIEVE THAT, DOCTOR, AND I DON’T

                     BELIEVE...

        TV Man 2:    DO YOU BELIEVE THE DEAD ARE RETURNING TO

                     LIFE?

        TV Man 1:    I’M NOT SO...

        TV Man 2:    DO YOU BELIEVE THE DEAD ARE RETURNING TO

                     LIFE AND ATTACKING THE LIVING?

        TV Man 1:    I’M NOT SO SURE WHAT TO BELIEVE DOCTOR!

9       Suddenly we cut into the studio, and we see the argument as it

        is being shot.

        TV Man 1:    (con’t)

                     ALL WE GET IS WHAT YOU PEOPLE TELL US.

                     AND IT’S HARD ENOUGH TO BELIEVE...

        TV Man 2:    IT’S FACT... IT’S FACT...

        TV Man 1:    IT’S HARD ENOUGH TO BELIEVE WITHOUT YOU

                     COMING IN HERE AND TELLING US WE HAVE TO

                     FORGET ALL HUMAN DIGNITY AND...

        TV Man 2:    HUMAN DIG... YOU CAN’T...

        TV Man 1:    ...FORGET ALL HUMAN DIGNITY...

        TV Man 2:    YOU’RE NOT RUNNING A TALK SHOW HERE, MR.

                     BERMAN...YOU CAN FORGET PITCHING AN AUDIENCE

                     THE MORAL BULL SHIT THEY WANT TO HEAR!

        TV Man 1:    YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT ABANDONING EVERY HUMAN

                     CODE OF BEHAVIOUR, AND THERE’S A LOT OF US

                     WHO AREN’T READY FOR THAT DOCTOR FOSTER...

10      A great cry of assent goes up from the studio floor. Doctor

        Foster is flustered and frustrated. The stage hands and

        cameramen are all screaming at him, swearing and ridiculing. We

        notice Police guards, armed, at the studio doors. They control

        the traffic in and out of the big room.

11      Back at the control panel. Fran stares at the screens. Confusion

        still reigns.

        Man:         FRANNIE, GET ON THE NEW LIST OF RESCUE STATIONS.

                     CHARLIE’S RECEIVING ON THE EMERGENCIES...

        Fran pulls herself away from the monitors as the argument rages

        on screen.

12      She fights through the heavy traffic and reaches Charlie, a

        harassed typist who holds the receiver of an emergency radio

        unit under his chin...

        Charlie:     (into receiver)

                     SAY AGAIN...CAN’T HEAR YOU...

        Fran:        RESCUE STATIONS?

        Fran leafs through sheets of paper on Charlie’s desk. He writes

        notes as he listens on the receiver, and he speaks to the woman.

        Charlie:     HALF THOSE ARE INOPERATIVE ANY MORE.

                     I’M TRYIN’ TO FIND OUT AT LEAST ABOUT THE

                     IMMEDIATE AREA. WE’VE HAD OLD INFORMATION

                     ON THE AIR FOR THE LAST TWELVE HOURS.

        Fran:        THESE ARE RESCUE STATIONS. WE CAN’T SEND

                     PEOPLE TO INOPERATIVE...

        Charlie:     (into receiver)

                     SAY AGAIN, NEW HOPE...

        Charlie makes more notes and hands them to Fran. Still listening

        on the receiver, he speaks to the woman again.

        Charlie:     I’M DOIN’ WHAT I CAN. THESE ARE DEFINITE

                     AS OF NOW. SKIP AND DUSTY ARE ON THE RADIO,

                     TOO. GOOD LUCK.

        Fran snatches up the sheets and moves across the room.

13      She stops at the consoles...

        Fran:        I’M GONNA KNOCK OFF THE OLD RESCUE STATIONS.

                     I’LL HAVE THE NEW ONES READY AS SOON AS I CAN.

        Technician:  WE’RE SENDING PEOPLE TO PLACES THAT HAVE

                     CLOSED DOWN. I’M GONNA KILL THE OLD LIST.

14      Fran moves toward another control room. An armed officer stops

        her. A young man rushing through with copy intercedes.

        Man:         HEY, SHE’S ALRIGHT.

        Officer:     WHERE’S YOUR BADGE?

        Fran reaches instinctively for the lapel of her blouse. Her

        badge is missing.