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BRITISH
PETROLEUM - S.4
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PHOENIX SCENE 3
INT. HMS NEPTUNE - COMMAND DECK - DAY (FLASHBACK/TRAINING MONTAGE)
The colossal steel coffin of HMS NEPTUNE fills the screen.
A fast-paced MONTAGE of the Terramentals training:
- BARTRAM "THE FOX" FOX (30s) hunched over a console, wires everywhere, his face illuminated by code, quickly OVERWRITING the sub's primary operating system with his own software.
- MAX MOHUNE (20s), focused, manipulating controls, the sub's sonar screen becoming familiar.
- The sub DIVING, then SURFACING with a mighty ROAR of ballast tanks emptying.
Water CASCADES from the hull.
- ZINZI DIANA (20s), fierce and sharp, practicing on a torpedo targeting interface, her fingers poised over the firing command.
- A SPEARFISH TORPEDO launches silently from a tube, slicing through water towards a practice target. It hits with devastating precision.
The training is intense, but the crew's proficiency grows. This is no longer impossible.
EXT. NORTH SEA - SUNRISE
The vast, steel-blue expanse of the North
Sea. Oil rigs, skeletal giants, pierce the horizon.
INT. HMS NEPTUNE - COMMAND DECK - CONTINUOUS
The KRAKEN (HMS Neptune) knifes silently beneath the wrinkled skin of the North Sea, a hunting leviathan. The low red glow of operational lighting paints the command deck.
REDAN SIMDO (30s) stands at the helm, his gaze steady. He's no longer an inmate, but a commander. The air crackles with purpose.
Bartram "The Fox" Fox mutters to himself, eyes fixed on the interface console. He glances up at Redan.
BARTRAM
She listens to us now. I even gave her a new name.
REDAN
Go on.
BARTRAM
The Kraken. Figured it fit the mood.
Redan allows himself the faintest smile. He turns back to the glowing sonar display. The dark silhouette of the
CLAYMORE PLATFORM looms to port – all steel ribs and floodlit walkways.
BOBBY DALLAS (20s) and ZERA MASKEN (20s) stand shoulder to shoulder, their tension masked by resolve. Zinzi Diana kneels over the torpedo targeting interface, her hand poised.
Redan activates the comms channel. His voice is level, precise.
REDAN
This is an open transmission to operators of the Claymore and Piper platforms. We are presently in the North Sea. We are in control of a fully armed Royal Navy submarine. You have thirty minutes to cease all oil production activity and begin immediate evacuation. We will not repeat this message.
The signal is intentionally routed through press channels: BBC, Independent TV. It's immediately relayed by Reuters and Associated Press, flooding global networks.
INT. BBC HEADQUARTERS - NEWSROOM - CONTINUOUS
A bustling newsroom. Monitors display frantic updates.
JILL BIRD (40s, veteran reporter), at her desk, catches the transmission on a monitor feed. Her lips part in a silent gasp. The voice is unwavering.
Her producer's voice buzzes into her earpiece.
PRODUCER (V.O.)
This could be another Piper Alpha, Jill. Live with it, if you can.
INT. OIL COMPANY HQS - VARIOUS LOCATIONS - CONTINUOUS
BP, SHELL, REPSOL SINOPEC boardrooms. Boardroom laughter echoes like a death knell. Executives sneer, mock. They are confident in their contracts and covert protections.
EXECUTIVE 1
(Swirling scotch)
Do they actually believe they’re in a bloody Bond film?
INT. KRAKEN - COMMAND DECK - CONTINUOUS
Redan watches the signal fade. The waiting begins.
Finally, a crackle of static. A gruff voice.
INDUSTRY REP (V.O.)
You listen here, whoever you think you are. We’re protected from the top. You don’t know who you’re dealing with. Go fuck yourself.
A burst of laughter follows. Long, guttural, dismissive.
Redan doesn’t flinch. His voice is quiet.
REDAN
Suit yourselves. Ten minutes remaining to reconsider. That’s enough time to notify your hedge funds, maybe explain to your shareholders why you gambled with their billions.
The laughter dies.
INT. KRAKEN - COMMAND DECK - LATER
The radio is silent. Redan watches the timer. Five minutes.
Then, a new voice. Not from the oil platforms.
JILL BIRD (V.O.)
(Via comms, calm, clipped)
This is Jill Bird, BBC World Service. Mr. Terramental, is it?
REDAN
Speaking.
JILL BIRD (V.O.)
I think the world would like to understand: why are you doing this?
REDAN
Eighteen months ago, we staged a peaceful protest against oil pollution in these
waters. We were beaten by Scotland Yard. Framed in court. One of our team was sexually assaulted while in custody. We have the evidence, but no one cared. The state shut every legal path to redress.
Jill's voice returns, more subdued.
JILL BIRD (V.O.)
You say you were framed?
REDAN
We were targeted. The courts are compromised, medals for verdicts. Appeals denied before they begin. We were stripped of every lawful means to be heard. So now—we act.
A pause.
REDAN
(Chilling precision)
One minute remaining.
JILL BIRD (V.O.)
(Swallowing hard)
Is this really necessary?
REDAN
(Almost wistful)
Do you remember Piper Alpha?
Silence. Jill remembers the Old Bailey courtroom fiasco, thinking on
Deepwater
Horizon. She knows they're telling the truth.
REDAN
Ten seconds.
Fox’s fingers move without a word. Zinzi Diana’s hand moves to the interface, locked on Claymore. The torpedo tubes HUM with energy.
REDAN
Fire tubes one and two.
Two white streams burst forward into the water—silent missiles of vengeance. They slice towards the rig.
EXT. CLAYMORE PLATFORM - NORTH SEA - CONTINUOUS
JILL BIRD (40s) is in a BBC helicopter, hovering east of the Balmoral rig. She points, a horrified gasp in her voice.
JILL BIRD
We can see them—we can see the torpedoes—oh my God, they’re headed straight for the Claymore platform—
A colossal EXPLOSION paints the sky in hellish orange. A ball of flame, crowned with oily smoke, twists into the wind like a devil’s plume. The detonation—controlled, aimed for spectacle—is a roar of earth’s fire against earth’s theft.
(Unknown to most, Repsol Sinopec had taken the warning seriously, quietly evacuating the rig and shutting down underwater valves at the last minute.)
JILL BIRD (O.S.)
This is Jill Bird, BBC World Service. The oil rig is gone. The Terramentals have made good on their threat. It appears… they weren’t bluffing.
INT. KRAKEN - COMMAND DECK - CONTINUOUS
Deep below the surface. The crew of the Kraken shifts. Some smile faintly. None celebrate.
REDAN
Change course.
BARTRAM
To where?
Redan looks straight ahead at the radar screen. The bright shapes of other rigs are still scattered across it like pieces on a board.
REDAN
Next target. We let them know—we’re not ghosts. We’re storms.
SCENE
5 - BBC WORLD SERVICE >>>>
PROPOSED
SCRIPT ORDER (90-110 pages) - V1.0 DRAFT
SCREENPLAY
ACT
1.
SCENE
1. PROTESTS - Peaceful
North Sea oil pollution protestors are framed and imprisoned,
by a corrupt judicial system.
SCENE
2. PREDATOR - On release the
Terramentals
& smuggler Jorges
Dicaprio, complete a
mini-sub capable of sinking submarines.
SCENE
3. PHOENIX - Terramentals
locate & hijack HMS Neptune in Irish
Sea, Cumbria, using the Predator mini-sub -
knocking out the crew.
SCENE
4. BRITISH PETROLEUM -
Terramentals warn North Sea rig operators to stop. Claymore
rig is torpedoed, Royal
Navy respond.
SCENE
5. BBC WORLD SERVICE - Jill Bird
reports Terramentals rig attacks, world shocked at pollution
cover up. Charley Temple investigates.
SCENE
6. UNEP SOS - The
UNEP ask John Storm to survey North Sea for oil pollution.
Elizabeth Swann detects HMS Neptune radiation leaks.
SCENE
7. RADIATION ALERT - John
& Dan twig radiation from
HMS Neptune possible serious reactor damage. Must warn Terramentals.
ACT 2.
SCENE
8. STEALTH MODE - Storm spots Astute sub, Swann
in stealth
mode, detected as John warns extremists of sub
radiation leakage.
SCENE
9. CHANGE OF COURSE -
Terramentals change course, heading for the
Straits of Gibraltar. Not believing radiation warning.
SCENE
10. U-BOAT 986 - Evading Swann, HMS Neptune navigates
off transport lanes. Swann picks up magnetic signature of U-Boat
986.
SCENE
11. SENATE, UK & EU DEBATE -
Sub
hijacking & rig destruction, alarm bells around world. Deepwater
Horizon shivers down
spines.
SCENE
12. REACTOR LEAK - Terramentals realise John
telling truth, as radiation rector damage detection system HMS Neptune triggers.
SCENE
13. RESCUE TOW - John rescues
Terramentals. MI6 order Neptune
sinking. MOD knew reactor dangerous, want evidence gone.
SCENE
14. LISBON PORT -
Terramentals & Storm, shut Neptune's reactor. Tow, stricken submarine
to Lisbon, prevent MI6 sinking evidence.
ACT
3.
SCENE
15. ROV ATLANTIS - Swann returns U-Boat stealth mode at night,
to avoid tracking. Surveys site,
discovers Atlantis & Nazi gold.
SCENE
16. TREASURE TROVE - John reveals gold find &
threatened. US Linc Truman support. PM, Ed
Thomas, &
Sealord, royal
support.
SCENE
17. BLUE SHIELD - Cleopatra
alerts Blue Shield, Newcastle
University, potential Atlantis find, suggests UNESCO
world heritage site.
SCENE
18. GOLDEN OFFER - Claimants
reward John U-Boat gold find. Agrees 1% cover costs 9% to Blue Shield surveys.
UNESCO grateful.
SCENE
19. GREEN MOBILITY - Galvanized
to action UK hit green H2 button, John gets grants low
income families, Jill
Bird, news item.
SCENE
20. IMO IS GO - The International Maritime
Org green
H2 & methanol,
certification. USA in. China India stay with coal,
gas
& oil.
SCENE
21. AMNESTY INTERNATIONAL - John & George
amnesty, pirate
caselaw & video proof set up. Harry & Johnson
charged treason.
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