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INVENT01 43' INVENTOR'S DAUGHTER pilot episode: rescue dad

EXT MORNING WIDE: MICHAELA'S NEW HOME

(a moving van is parked in front of the house from which movers
are carrying a metal-working lathe, a drill press and a bench
grinder and carrying them to the back yard during the scene.
Dad's car is parked in the driveway and all the doors and trunk
are open. Dad and Michaela carry boxes from the car into the
house, then return for more. Emily's mother and father watch,
point and gesture briefly from across the street, then, as
Michaela returns to the car, they push Emily toward Michaela.
Emily is carrying a kitten)

                             EMILY

Hi. My name is Emily and this is Fluffy. What's your name?

                           MICHAELA

Michaela. That's a cute little kitty.

                             EMILY

My mom and dad want to know why your dad has all those big
tools.

                           MICHAELA

My dad is an inventor.

                             EMILY

What's an inven...

                           MICHAELA

...an inventor. He makes things than noone ever made before.

                             EMILY

Oh. What kind of things?

                           MICHAELA

Tools mostly.

                             EMILY

Tools? What kind of tools?

                           MICHAELA

I'm not sure. He won't let me see them or play with them. He
says his tools are a secret because he makes them for the Army.
We moved here in order to be close to the Army Base.

(picks up a box and carries it into the house)

                             EMILY

(returns to her parents)

Okay, see ya.

(a military HUMVEE approaches quickly and parks nearby, Sarg and
another soldier exit, the soldier opens the back door of the
HUMVEE, Colonel Abernathy steps out carrying a briefcase, he
says something inaudible to the soldier who nods and salutes.
Abernathy and Sarg enter the house while Emily's parents point
and gesture excitedly, then push Emily toward Michaela again as
she exits the house.)

My dad wants to know if your dad makes bombs and stuff.

                           MICHAELA

(smiles, looks toward Emily's parents)

No. I don't know what my dad is making in his workshop, but one
thing I know it's not is bombs and stuff. My dad is an
electrical engineer.

                             EMILY

What's that?

                           MICHAELA

An electrical engineer makes things that work with electricity
or batteries. My dad doesn't know anything about bombs or
rockets or anything like that.

(carries a box into the house)

                             EMILY

(returns to her parents)

Okay, see ya.

(Emily's parents point and gesture excitedly, then push Emily
toward Michaela again as Michaela emerges from the house.)

Are you sure your dad is not going to blow stuff up?

                           MICHAELA

I'm sure. He only makes tools that make a soldier's job easier.
One of the tools I saw looks like a garage door remote control.
He tests the tools in his workshop, and I've never heard any
loud noises from the workshop. So, tell your parents not to
worry.

                             EMILY

(returns to her parents)

Okay, see ya.

INT MORNING WIDE: MICHAELA'S KITCHEN

                           MICHAELA

(dressed in pajamas, opens one of a stack of boxes, looks inside
as Dad enters wearing a business suit, tying his tie)

Daddy, do you know which box has the Fruit Loops?

                              DAD

Sorry, sweetie, all I know is that it's one of the boxes in that
stack.

                           MICHAELA

Why are you dressed already?

                              DAD

Oh. I didn't tell you? I was so busy yesterday...

                           MICHAELA

Tell me what?

                              DAD

Colonel Abernathy wants me to spend the day with his tech people
at the army base to help them write the user's manuals for the
five devices I sold them yesterday. I'll be there all day.

                           MICHAELA

But you were going to register me for school today.

                              DAD

I know, sweetie, I'm sorry. You know how the government is. When
they give you money, they think they can tell you what to do. We
can register you for school tomorrow. Okay?

                           MICHAELA

(opening another box)

Okay. No problem. It's not like I don't have enough to keep me
busy today.

                              DAD

Listen, if you don't want to be alone, I can call Aunt Lily and
have her come over.

                           MICHAELA

Daddy! I'm twelve years old! Some kids my age baby sit! I'm
perfectly capable of taking care of myself!

                              DAD

Well, excuse me! I must have forgotten that my little baby girl
is all grown up!

(sound cue: horn honks outside)

Oh, my! There's my ride.

(kisses Michaela, backs toward door)

Love you. See you tonight.

(stops, turns, snaps fingers)


Oh! If I'm late...

                           MICHAELA

Daddy! The freezer is full of food and the microwave is in
working order.

                              DAD

(exiting)

That's my girl. Love you. Have a good day.

                           MICHAELA

Love you too. Work smarter not harder.

(sound cue: front door slams)

Now if I was a box of Fruit Loops, where would I be hiding?

(points at each box)

Eeny, meeny, myny mo....

(POV: Michaela looks beyond the boxes to the message board and
the keys hanging from hooks at the bottom)

Well, what have we here?

(approaches)

I do believe that Daddy left the key to his workshop hanging
right here on the hook.

(imitates Dad)

Michaela, I'm not sure I like where this conversation is going.

(regular voice, picks up key)

I know, Daddy. But the neighbors asked me yesterday if any of
your inventions for the Army were dangerous and I told them no.
Now, I wouldn't want to deceive them, would I, Daddy?

(imitates Dad)

Michaela, you know I don't allow you to play with my inventions.
Officially, they belong to the army.

(regular voice)

Yes, but the army will never know.

INT MORNING CLOSE-UP: DAD'S GARAGE WORKSHOP

                           MICHAELA

(now fully dressed, pushes open door and peeks in)

Well, Daddy, what have you been working on for all these months?

(approaches work table, bends, examines two garage door remote
controls side by side in the middle of the table)

TWO garage door openers?

(smirks, looks both ways)

Nothing in Daddy's workshop is what it looks like. One thing I
know is that THIS

(drops keys on table, picks up remote control)

is not a garage door opener.

(examines control from all angles, hefts it)

It's too heavy to be a garage door opener. I wonder what he put
inside of this thing.

(reads the top edge)

"CONCEALER". Sounds like something you'd find in a woman's
makeup drawer. However, using deductive reasoning, if he sold
this to the Army, it has nothing to do with pimples. I wonder
what this remote control controls.

(looks around, smirks, holds remote in the flat of one hand and
raises her finger dramatically)

There's only one way to find out.

(pushes the button)

(special affect: POV: Michaela's view: the remote and Michaela's
arms disappear)

(gasps)

Holy socks! My arms disappeared! Oh dear! I hope this isn't
permanent!

(special affect: POV: Michaela's view: the remote and Michaela's
arms reappear with her finger withdrawing from the button)

Whew! That was a close one!

(gasps, runs out the door)

I wonder if the CONCEALER did any permanent damage!

INT MORNING OVER-THE-SHOULDER: MICHAELA'S HOUSE HALLWAY

(Michaela runs to the hall closet, pulls open the door, looks at
herself, back and front, in the door mirror)

Well, that's a relief! Everything is back to normal.

(pauses, tilts head)

I wonder if my whole body disappears when I push the button.

(looks around, smirks, holds remote in the flat of one hand and
raises her finger dramatically)

There's only one way to find out.

(pushes the button)

(special affect: Michaela's whole body disappears)

(gasps)

Holy socks!

(special affect: Michaela's whole body reappears showing her
finger lifting off the remote)

INT MORNING WIDE: DAD'S WORKSHOP

                           MICHAELA

(enters the workshop, returns the concealer and positions it
carefully)

That was fun! Thank you Daddy!

(imitates Dad's voice)

You're welcome, Michaela.

(turns, turns off light, steps out door, hesitates, turns, turns
on lights)

Wait a minute. Why does Daddy need TWO concealers?

(approaches table, picks up other remote control, hefts it)

This one is heavier than the other one.

(examines remote control from all angles)

This one is different. What does it do?

(reads from top edge of unit)

"SHRINKER"?! I wonder what this thing shrinks.

(points the remote at the drill press, then the lathe with
finger poised dramatically over button, imitates Dad)

Michaela, I know what you're thinking. Don't do it. You could
get badly hurt.

(regular voice)

I know, Daddy, but I just HAVE to find out what it does!

(points the remote at bench grinder)

No, wait! What if this shrinker shrinks things PERMANENTLY?!
Daddy will know that I've been playing with his inventions. I
need to shrink something Dad won't notice.

(uses one foot to push off the other shoe, pushes it two feet in
front of her, aims the remote at the shoe, pushes the button
dramatically)

(special affect: Michaela disappears)

(camera zooms in on the floor in front of the table until
Michaela, now one inch tall, is in full frame with her shoe
that's as big as her car, she looks up and all around)

Holy Socks! It shrunk ME!

(panics)

This is really scarey. I'm smaller than a mouse. Wait a minute!
maybe this is permanent. Oh, Daddy will be so mad!

(looks down wide-eyed at the tiny remote control)

Or maybe shrinking the shrinker down broke it. Oh, well, here
goes.

(presses the push-button again)

(special affect: Michaela disappears, and only both of her full
size feet and full size shoes fill the frame)

(camera zooms out to show that Michaela is now at full size
again)

"That was a close one! If this thing had broken, I would have
been small forever! I need to get out of here!"

(Michaela runs out of the workshop carrying remote control)

(camera zooms in ring of keys lying on work table)

EXT MORNING WIDE: WORKSHOP DOOR

                           MICHAELA

(pulls door closed, sees remote control in hand, tries to turn
knob)

Locked!

(pats pockets, sighs)

I left the keys inside! Daddy's going to kill me!

(smirks, holds up remote control)

Silly person! You don't need a key!

(pushes the button dramatically)

(special affect: Michaela disappears)

(camera zooms in, Michaela, now one inch tall, turns toward the
door, bends and walks under the door)

INT MORNING WIDE: DAD'S WORKSHOP

(tiny Michaela pushes button again)

(special affect: Michaela grows to normal size)

                           MICHAELA

(crosses to work table, carefully slides the shrinker remote
beside the concealer remote, backs away, holds up hands and
fingers to frame the scene)

Everything back the way I found it?

(POV: Michaela's view: sweeps frame left and right, stops with
hands framing a locked cabinet)

(Daddy's voice)

Michaela, I know what you're thinking! If you open that cabinet,
you're going to get yourself in big trouble!

(own voice)

Yes, Daddy, but I owe it to the neighbors. You said there were
FIVE inventions that you sold to the Army. I only see two here.

(points)

The other inventions must be in there.

(points, picks up key ring as she approaches the cabinet,
unlocks the cabinet, sees what looks like a small hockey glove)

Now why would Daddy lock up an ordinary glove? Because it's not
really an ordinary glove. Just like those remote controls,
there's something special about this glove.

(Daddy's voice)

Michaela, this is your last chance. If you leave now, you'll
stay out of trouble.

(own voice, picking up and examining glove)

But, Daddy! I HAVE to know!

(turns glove palm up, there's a wire-wrapped steel donut in the
middle of the palm and there's a power switch next to a sliding
switch on the cuff. The sliding switch is marked PUSH and PULL
at opposite ends, she turns the power switch to the ON position
and immediately a laser light emits from the center of the palm,
she holds the glove with both hands and aims it around the room)

                           MICHAELA

Oh, I get it! Whatever this aims at I can push or pull!

(aims the laser at a magazine on the desk, then flips the
PUSH-PULL switch to PULL.)

PULL!

What happened?! It doesn't pull!

(tilts head, reaims)

Maybe if I move the fingers of the glove...

(Inserts her hand into the glove, opens fingers flat, flips PULL
Switch)

PULL!

(special affect: magazine is sucked up to the glove at high
speed, forcing Michaela to a sitting position on the floor,
having let go of the PULL switch, the magazine drops to the
floor)

(Imitates Dad's voice)

Michaela Rose! That's why I don't want you playing with my
inventions!

(own voice, standing)

Sorry, Daddy. But I know I can get the hang of this. I think the
secret is in the fingers of the glove. The more you open the
fingers the faster it pulls.

(points the laser at magazine at her feet, opens fingers flat,
then, closes her fingers slightly)

Maybe a little less pull.

(turns head, grimaces, flips PULL switch)

(special affect: the magazine lifts gently off the floor and
floats through the air to the palm of the glove and sticks)

(closes fingers, smiles)

Gotcha! This is so cool!

(stands)

Now, the ultimate test. Push.

(opens fingers slowly, flips the switch to PUSH)

(special affect: the magazine floats through the air and lands
on the desk)

Piece of cake.

(turns toward cabinets, carefully puts glove back in it's
original place and position)

Well as long as I'm here, I might as well see what other
inventions Daddy made.

(bends, sees what looks like a tiny television)

A tiny television!

(retrieves it, stands erect, examines it from all sides. It's a
compact point and shoot camera)

No. It's a camera, like the one in the house.

(smiles)

What I mean is, it LOOKS like a camera. Everything Daddy makes
looks like something else. What do you suppose this camera does?

(turns toward workshop, presses the power button, holds camera
in front of face)

Smile, workshop, I'm taking your picture.

(presses button)

(POV: Michaela's view of the camera screen and the walls of the
workshop beyond, the screen shows the yard outside the
workshop.)

That's our backyard! Must be a leftover picture that Daddy took.
Let's try this again.

(points the camera toward the house, presses button, the screen
shows the lawn and the house)

Wow! This camera can see THROUGH things! What about metal? Can
it see through metal?

(points camera at the tool chest and presses the button. But
instead of a tool chest, the little screen on the back of the
camera showed the tools INSIDE the tool chest in shades of
green. Michaela lowers camera, examines camera screen, then the
tool chest beyond repeatedly)

This is so cool! It not only sees-through things, it sees things
in the dark!

(returns to cabinet, slides camera carefully to its original
place on the shelf, bends lower)

So, Daddy, what other new inventions do you have that I can play
with? What have we here?!

(pulls out what looks like a squirt gun with a telescope mounted
on top, examines it at arm's length, smiles)

This is just what the U.S. Army needs, Colonel Abernathy, a
squirt gun. We don't kill the enemy anymore. We just get them
soaking wet. (chuckles)

(Daddy's voice)

You be careful with that thing, Michaela, for all you know it
could be squirting acid or poison or something. You'd better put
that thing away before you hurt yourself.

(puts the scope to her eye)

(POV: sees the wall across the room, pans to a pile of saw dust
on the floor across the room.)

Let's see, what can I shoot that won't catch the whole workshop
on fire?

(lifts face to see what she's looking at, notices a red button
on the scope)

Now, what do you suppose this button does?

(sights through the scope again, pushes button)

(POV telescopic rifle sight: pile looks much closer and a red
dot appears on the pile that moves where the scope moves)

Daddy, I'll bet you a dollar this gun doesn't squirt water if it
needs a telescope.

(Daddy's voice)

Go ahead and pull the trigger, young lady. We'll see who wins
the bet.

(Nothing happens)

Maybe this squirt gun is out of water.

(turns and examines gun from all angles)

So, where do you put the water in?

(examines gun, finds a safety switch, smiles)

A safety switch. This has to be the first squirt gun in history
that has a safety switch.

(turns switch ON)

On.

(sound cue: electronic whine increases pitch beyond human
hearing)

(aims the gun at the pile of saw dust and pulls the trigger
again.)

(sound cue: electronic sizzle)

(special affect: Michaela disappears, then immediately reappears
standing on top of the pile of saw dust)

Wo!

(looks down at own feet, turns, looks back across the room,
examines self, examines gun)

Holy Sox! Wherever I aim this thing, it puts me there.

(aims the gun at the floor where she had been standing before
and pulls the trigger)

(sound cue: electronic sizzle)

(special affect: Michaela disappears, then immediately reappears
across the room)

This is so cool!

(runs outside)

EXT MORNING WIDE: MICHAELA'S BACKYARD

                           MICHAELA

(exits workshop running, stops near the back fence, aims the gun
at the edge of the roof of her house and pulls the trigger.)

(sound cue: electronic sizzle)

(Michaela disappears, then immediately reappears on the roof.
But because the roof is slanted, Michaela immediately loses her
balance)

Wo!

(falls off the roof. As she falls, she quickly aims the gun at
the grass in the middle of the backyard and pulls the trigger)

(sound cue: electronic sizzle)

(special affect: Michaela disappears in midair, immediately
reappears on the grass regaining her balance)

Whew! I could have ended up in the hospital! I'd better put this
thing back before I get hurt!

(exits running into workshop)

Well, at least I can tell the neighbors that Daddy's inventions
don't blow things up.

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: MICHAELA'S DRIVEWAY

(Michaela enters from behind the house carrying two folded
boxes, crosses to trash cans)

                             EMILY

(enters from across the street)

Michaela, you have to help me! Fluffy ran away!

                           MICHAELA

Maybe he's just sleeping somewhere.

                             EMILY

No. It was my fault. I just popped a balloon and Fluffy got
scared and ran away.

                           MICHAELA

Were your outside doors open?

                             EMILY

No.

                           MICHAELA

So, that means he's still in your house somewhere.

                             EMILY

But, I looked everywhere!

                           MICHAELA

So, you need a tool that helps you look through walls.

(Emily shrugs, Michaela pushes Emily toward home)

I tell you what Emily, I will find Fluffy for you. You go home
and wait in case Fluffy comes out of hiding on her own.

                             EMILY

Okay!

                           MICHAELA

(waits until Emily is out of ear shot, to self)

This is a job for the see-through camera!

(exits to workshop)

Daddy would be so pleased to know that his new invention has
been used to do good deeds. Of course, I'll never tell him about
it.

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: EMILY'S DRIVEWAY

                           MICHAELA

(crosses street palming the camera)

Now, if I was a cat, where would I hide? In the kitchen perhaps?

(circles house, aims camera at the walls of the house, snaps a
picture, screen shows an empty kitchen)

Not in there.

(snaps again, screen shows an empty dining room, snaps again,
screen shows Emily sitting on the floor near the front door and
the contents of a coat closet, snaps again, screen shows an
empty bedroom, snaps again, screen shows another empty bedroom)

This must be Emily's bedroom.

(snaps again, screen shows fluffy hiding behind the shoes in
Emily's closet.)

Bingo!

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: EMILY'S FRONT DOOR

(Michaela knocks on Emily's front door. Emily answers)

                             EMILY

Did you find fluffy?!

                           MICHAELA

She's not outside. She must be hiding in your closet behind your
shoes.

                             EMILY

Oh, I didn't look behind the shoes.

(runs to her bedroom and returns a few seconds later with a cat
in her arms)

Here she is! Thank you, Michaela! Thank you!

                           MICHAELA

Don't thank me. You were the one who found fluffy.

(exits running across the street)

I'd better get this thing back to where it belongs!

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: MICHAELA'S DRIVEWAY

(Michaela enters from behind the house with a full trash bag,
crosses to the trash cans, drops bag)

                             EMILY

(enters from across the street)

Michaela, I lost fluffy again! Can you help me?

                           MICHAELA

Well, the last time you lost your cat you found him in your
closet behind some shoes.

                             EMILY

No, this time I left the door open and he ran outside and I
haven't seen him since.

                           MICHAELA

So, he could be anywhere in the neighborhood.

(looks up at the roof tops nearby, to self)

So, how can I look at the whole neighborhood at once?

(smiles to Emily)

I'll find your cat for you!

                             EMILY

You will?!

                           MICHAELA

Sure. You go home and I'll have your cat for you in just a few
minutes.

                             EMILY

Okay.

(exits frame running toward home)

                           MICHAELA

(exits frame running toward the workshop)

(jump cut: returns wearing the gravity glove on one hand and
carrying the translocator squirt gun in the other, aims at the
peak of her own roof, pulls the trigger)

(sound cue: electronic sizzle)

(special affect: Michaela disappears)

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: MICHAELA'S ROOFTOP

(special affect: Michaela immediately reappears on the peak of
the roof, struggles briefly to regain her balance, then peers
through the gun sight)

(Daddy's voice)

How do you like the telescopic gun sight, Michaela?

(own voice)

This is perfect for finding lost cats, Daddy. Thanks for letting
me use it.

(POV: magnified pan of the neighborhood across the street)

Where are you, you naughty cat?! I know you're here somewhere!
Looks like she's not in the front yards. Let's look in the
backyards.

(POV: aims at the peak of Emily's roof)

(sound cue: electronic sizzle)

(special affect: Michaela disappears)

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: EMILY'S ROOFTOP

(special affect: Michaela immediately reappears on the peak of
Emily's roof, struggles briefly to regain her balance, then
peers through the gun sight)

(POV: pans the back yards nearby, stops panning as the cat comes
in and out of view in a tree in Emily's backyard, pans back
until cat is in the center of the frame)

There you are, you naughty cat. I found you!

(aims the gun at the grass near the tree, pulls the trigger)

(sound cue: electronic sizzle)

(special affect: Michaela disappears)

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: EMILY'S BACKYARD

(special affect: Michaela immediately appears on the grass)

(cat hisses)

It's okay, Fluffy, it's only me, Michaela. I came to rescue you.
But you're too high in the tree for me to reach you from the
ground. So...

(puts the translocator on the ground, powers up the glove, aims
the lazer spot at Fluffy, presses the PULL switch, opens
fingers)

Let's see if this thing works on cats.

(Fluffy hisses)

It's okay, Fluffy, I've got you. You can let go. Easy girl.

(special affect: Fluffy floats through the air slowly to the
glove.

Hello, Fluffy.

(cat snarls)

It's okay, Fluffy, it's only me.

(slides hand under cat)

Emily is worried about you.

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: EMILY'S FRONT DOOR

(Michaela, holding Fluffy, knocks on the door)

                             EMILY

(opens door)

Fluffy!

(takes cat)

You found fluffy!

                           MICHAELA

She was up in the tree in your backyard.

                             EMILY

Thank you Michaela!

INT AFTERNOON WIDE: MICHAELA'S ENTRYWAY

(Emily knocks on the door)

                           MICHAELA

(opens door)

Don't tell me, your cat ran away again.

                             EMILY

No. It's not that. I hate to bother you again. My brother threw
my froggy down the hole.

                           MICHAELA

Hole? What hole?

                             EMILY

Where the water goes when it rains.

                           MICHAELA

You mean the storm drain?

                             EMILY

Yeah, the storm drain. Can you get it for me?

                           MICHAELA

(steps out, looks down the block at the storm drain)

That storm drain there?

                             EMILY

Yes. Can you get it for me?

                           MICHAELA

(looks at the wall clock)

It's almost time for my Dad to get home.

                             EMILY

It won't take long. He won't mind.

                           MICHAELA

You have no idea.

(looks at the wall clock)

Alright, I'll get it for you. You go home. I'll bring Froggy to
you.

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: STREET CORNER

                           MICHAELA

(approaches corner wearing gravity glove and carrying the
see-through camera, points camera at the street in front of the
drain opening, snaps a picture, screen shows Froggy sprawled out
on the bottom of the storm drain eight feet below among leaves
and plastic trash)

There's our little Froggy.

(looks both ways, lays camera lens-down on the pavement, puts on
glove, switches on the power switch)

Power on.

(reaches glove into opening, palm down, snaps picture with other
hand)

One foot to the... left.

(looks both ways)

If my Dad catches me doing this, I'm toast.

(snaps picture, screen shows red dot an inch from Froggy, looks
both ways)

One little tiny adjustment...

(snaps picture, screen shows red dot on Froggy's back)

There we go. Now flip the switch to pull. Slowly now, we don't
have time for a second try.

(special affect: POV: inside the sewer: leaves and plastic cups
nearby tremble, then froggy is sucked up slowly to the glove and
adheres to the palm)

(Michaela, looks around, withdraws her hand with Froggy in tow,
turns off the switch, she stuffs the glove under her shirt and
the camera in her pocket)

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: EMILY'S FRONT DOOR

(Michaela knocks on the door. Emily opens the door. Michaela
offers Froggy)

                             EMILY

Froggy! You got my Froggy!

(hugs froggy)

Thank you Michaela.

                           MICHAELA

You're welcome.

(backs away)

                             EMILY

Don't you want to come and play with me?

                           MICHAELA

I'd love to, but my Dad is coming home soon and I have things to
do before he gets here.

(turns, exits frame running)

INT AFTERNOON WIDE: DAD'S WORKSHOP

(enters from open door, crosses to cabinet, carefully replaces
the glove and the camera exactly as she found them, closes
doors)

(sound cue: car approaches outside)

(Michaela gasps, exits running, slams door behind her)

INT AFTERNOON WIDE: MICHAELA'S KITCHEN

(Michaela takes a deep breath and exhales, opens a box of
utensils as Dad enters from back door)

                              DAD

Well, it looks like you've done a lot of unpacking today.

                           MICHAELA

(nervously)

Huh? Oh, yes. Ah, um. Sorry I didn't start dinner. I would have
done even more if the neighbor girl across the street hadn't
bugged me all day.

                              DAD

(approaches, kisses Michaela, then starts shuffling through the
mail)

What do you mean?

                           MICHAELA

She lost her cat... twice. Then her brother purposely dropped
her favorite stuffed toy down the storm drain.

                              DAD

Were you able to help her?

                           MICHAELA

Um, ah, I found her cat... twice.

(wide-eyed)

But... ah, um, how was your day?

                              DAD

The user's manuals turned out to be a bigger project than I
thought. I have to go to the army base again tomorrow for at
least a half day. Which means we can't register you for school
until the afternoon.

                           MICHAELA

It's okay, Daddy, I'll just do more unpacking.

EXT MORNING WIDE: MICHAELA'S KITCHEN

(Michaela is eating breakfast, as Dad enters straightening and
tightening his tie)

                              DAD

Okay, I'm off and running. I'll call you if we're going to go
past lunch.

(kisses Michaela)

If I'm home by noon, we'll lunch at a restaurant on the way to
the school, huh?

                           MICHAELA

Work smarter not harder, Daddy.

(finished with cereal, brings dishes to sink)

(sound cue: Dad's car starts up, drives off)

(rinses dishes, drops them into the dishwasher)

(sound cue: door bell rings)

INT MORNING WIDE: MICHAELA'S ENTRYWAY

                             EMILY

Michaela, can you please walk with me to school?

                           MICHAELA

I don't go to school yet. I'm not registered.

                             EMILY

Please?! I can't get by those big boys. They steal my lunch.

                           MICHAELA

Listen, I'd love to help. But I have all this...

(pauses, smirks)

Sure. Okay.

INT MORNING WIDE: DAD'S WORKSHOP

(Michaela passes by the work table and takes both remote
controls and pockets them, then opens the cabinet and pockets
the camera, then stuffs the glove inside her shirt, picks up
squirt gun, tries unsuccessfully to find a hiding place for it
in her clothes, returns it, closes the doors)

EXT MORNING WIDE: SIDEWALK ON THE WAY TO SCHOOL

(Michaela and Emily turn the corner)

                             EMILY

(gasps, points, whispers)

There they are. Maybe we should go a different way.

                           MICHAELA

(pulls out the remote control, palms it)

Don't worry, I'll protect you. Here's what we're going to do.
You keep walking and don't stop.

(drops back one step, puts her hand on Emily's shoulder)

Do not look back at me and don't talk to me until I tell you.
Okay?

                             EMILY

Okay.

                           MICHAELA

You've got to be brave and keep walking past those boys no
matter what and don't look back at me and don't talk to me. This
won't work if you don't do your part. Now, what is your part?

                             EMILY

I keep walking right past them no matter what. And I never look
back at you or talk to you until you say so.

                           MICHAELA

Piece of cake. Let's do this!

(with hand still on Emily's shoulder, Michaela takes one last
look around, then presses the remote control with her thumb.)

(special affect: Michaela disappears)

(special affect: the backpack falls off BOY1's shoulders)

                              BOY1

(stops, to Boy2)

What did you do that for!

                              BOY2

I didn't do nothing!

(special affect: the backpack falls off BOY2's shoulders)

Hey! What did you do that for?

                              BOY1

(bends to pick up backpack)

I didn't do nothing!

(reacts to a kick in the butt, falls face down)

                              BOY2

(bends to pick up backpack)

Yes, you did!

(reacts to a kick in the butt, falls face down)

(Emily walks between them and down the street)

                              BOY1

(stands, grabs backpack strap swings it at BOY2, smack)

Oh, yeah, don't pretend you're little miss innocent!

                              BOY2

(stands, grabs backpack strap swings it at BOY2, smack)

I know what you're trying to do! You jerk!

(BOY1 and BOY2 drop their backpacks and wrestle to the ground as
Emily rounds the corner)

(special affect: Michaela reappears with her hand on Emily's
shoulder and her thumb off the remote control button)

                           MICHAELA

You were a brave girl, Emily! You did good!

                             EMILY

(smiles)

I didn't stop and I didn't look back, just like you said!

                           MICHAELA

See what happens when you show those boys you're not afraid? I
don't think they'll bother you anymore.

EXT MORNING WIDE: SCHOOL

(Emily enters school building as Michaela turns and walks away)

                           MICHAELA

Have a nice day.

                             EMILY

Thank you, Michaela.

INT MORNING WIDE: DAD'S WORKSHOP

(Michaela enters, crosses to the work table, carefully returns
the two remote controls to their exact places, crosses to the
cabinet, opens it, carefully returns the camera and the glove to
their original positions, backs away, frames the cabinet with
her hands and fingers, nods, closes doors, crosses to work
table, frames work table with fingers as she backs toward door,
nods, turns off lights, closes door)

INT MORNING WIDE: MICHAELA'S KITCHEN

(Michaela, wearing school clothes, is sitting at the counter
eating cereal when Dad enters wearing a suit, straightening and
tightening his tie)

                           MICHAELA

Morning, Daddy.

                              DAD

Morning, Sweetie. You ready for your first day of school today?

                           MICHAELA

Piece of cake. We spend the first half of the day at a field
trip to the science museum. And the rest of the day, they're
studying stuff my old school covered a month ago. Why are you
wearing a suit today?

                              DAD

Oh! I forgot to tell you!

                           MICHAELA

Tell me what?

                              DAD

I have to spend the day at the Army base today.

(opens briefcase, pulls out baseball cap)

I have to demonstrate this.

                           MICHAELA

(smiles)

I don't know how to tell you this, Daddy, but the baseball cap
has already been invented.

                              DAD

Yes. But this is no ordinary baseball cap. I built into this cap
all five of the inventions I already sold to the Army.

                           MICHAELA

Why?

                              DAD

When the Army evaluators looked at my five inventions, the first
thing they said was, "These inventions are all so useful that a
soldier should be required to carry all five of them." The
second thing they said was "One soldier doesn't have enough
pockets to carry all five inventions at once."

                           MICHAELA

So I noticed.

(wide-eyed, looks away)

                              DAD

You what?

                           MICHAELA

Ah, uh, I mean I should have known you were going to the Army
Base today when I noticed your briefcase sitting by the door.

                              DAD

I should be home by six o'clock today. So, I'll pick up pizza or
something on the way home.

(returns hat, closes briefcase, kisses Michaela)

Have a nice field trip. See you tonight.

(exits)

                           MICHAELA

Work smarter not harder, Daddy.

(finished with cereal, brings dishes to sink)

(sound cue: Dad's car starts up, drives off)

(rinses dishes, drops them into the dishwasher)

(straightens, smirks, tilts head, picks up backpack, exits back
door running)

INT MORNING WIDE: DAD'S WORKSHOP

(As Michaela passes by the work table, she takes both remote
controls and stuffs them into her backpack, then crosses to the
cabinet and opens and stuffs the camera into the backpack, then
stuffs the glove inside the backpack, then picks up the squirt
gun and stuffs it into her back pack, closes the doors)

INT MORNING WIDE: SCIENCE MUSEUM ANCIENT EGYPTIAN DISPLAYS

(Michaela looks around the room, notices several people taking
snapshots. She pulls the see-through camera from her backpack
and begins snapping pictures: From a snapshot of a mummy, the
screen shows a skeleton with gold coins on the eyes)

                             KID1

(enters frame)

Oh, look at the mummy!

                           MICHAELA

Did you know that the Egyptians buried their dead with gold
coins over their eyes?

                             KID1

You don't know that! You're making that up!

                           MICHAELA

Ask Mrs Wilson.

                             KID1

Mrs Wilson, did the Egyptians bury their dead with gold coins on
their eyes?

                            TEACHER

(enters frame)

Yes! How did you know?! The Egyptians believed that the dead
cross over to the afterlife by riding in a boat over the River
Stix. The gold coins are there to pay for the boat ride.

(exits frame)

(Michaela smirks, then snaps a picture of a sarcophagus, looks
slyly at the screen)

                             KID1

I bet that coffin is empty.

                           MICHAELA

It's called a sarcophagus. And there IS a mummy inside. How much
would you like to bet?

(offers hand)

                             KID1

(exiting)

Never mind.

INT MORNING WIDE: SCIENCE MUSEUM GIFT SHOP

(a line of kids follow Teacher, who stops in front of the gift
shop)

                            TEACHER

(turns)

Alright, everybody, listen. The bus leaves in ten minutes. Those
of you wanting to buy something in the gift shop must do so now.

(kids scatter)

                           MICHAELA

(wanders, focuses the camera on display shelves, snaps several
pictures, camera screen displays the aisle on the other side,
finally sees BOY1 stuffing a boxed toy into his pocket, she
hurries to the cashier)

I'm sorry to bother you. But I know that boy there.

(points)

He often takes things and doesn't pay for them. I just thought
you should know.

                            CASHIER

(intercepts Boy1 as he exits the shop)

Excuse me, young man, what is that bulge in your front pocket?

                              BOY1

It's nothing.

(tries to exit)

                            CASHIER

(steps into his path)

Then you won't mind emptying your pockets. NOW!

(Michaela sees Teacher approaching, sneaks away)

                            TEACHER

(approaches)

What's going on here?

                            CASHIER

I think this boy took some merchandise without paying for it.

                            TEACHER

Tommy, empty your pockets.

                              BOY1

(pulls out boxed toy, offers it)

Please don't call the cops! I won't ever do it again! I swear!

                            TEACHER

Would you like to take legal action?

                            CASHIER

I think he's learned his lesson.

(Michaela smirks)

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: BRIDGE ON THE WAY HOME

                           MICHAELA

(walks alone down the sidewalk and over a small bridge over a
creek, sees a small bird chirping and flitting from its nest in
a nearby tree to the ground below the bridge)

What's going on, little birdy?

(leans over the rail of the bridge to see the bird land next to
a chick which had fallen out of the nest and was struggling on
the ground)

Oh, your baby fell out of the nest. Never fear! Michaela is
here!

(looks both ways, pulls out the gravity glove, dawns it, powers
it up, aims the laser beam at the chick, flips the PULL switch,
opens her palm slowly)

(special affect: the chick floats up to the palm of the glove)

(the mother bird flies up and lands on the rail nearby)

Now, let's see if we can put this little orphan back in her
nest.

(points the palm of the glove at the nest in the tree, flips the
PUSH switch, opens her hand slowly)

(special affect: the chick floats through the air, and lands
softly in the nest)

There you go! Back home where you belong!

(the mother bird lands on the edge of the nest and chirps at
Michaela)

You're welcome.

(looks both ways, stuffs the glove inside her backpack and
resumes her trip to home)

EXT AFTERNOON WIDE: SIDEWALK ON THE WAY HOME

(Michaela rounds the corner, sees a woman afar coming toward her
carrying a purse. Suddenly, a man approaches from out of frame,
steals the woman's purse and runs toward Michaela)

                            VICTIM

(follows running)

Stop! That's my purse! Stop!

(Michaela sidesteps behind a nearby bush, pulls out a remote
control from her backpack, pushes the button)

(special affects: Michaela disappears. When the thief passes by,
he mysteriously trips and the purse is stripped from his hand
before he falls unconscious to the sidewalk. The purse floats
mysteriously out of frame)

(jump cut: Michaela emerges from behind the bush carrying the
purse and offers it to Victim)

                           MICHAELA

That guy dropped this. Is this your purse?

                            VICTIM

Yes, thank you.

(removes cell phone and calls 911)

And I'm calling the police.

(cell phone to ear)

Yes, I'd like to report a purse snatching. I have the thief
right here.

(one foot on thief's back, smiles at Michaela who exits stuffing
the remote into her backpack)

INT NIGHT WIDE: MICHAELA'S BEDROOM

(Michaela, fully clothed, is lying face down on her bed doing
homework as Dad enters)

                              DAD

Michaela Rose!

                           MICHAELA

(startled, sits up)

You only call me Michaela Rose when you're mad at me.

                              DAD

Darn right I'm mad at you! You were playing with my inventions,
when I gave you strict orders not to!

                           MICHAELA

(crosses arms)

How do you know it was me, maybe...

                              DAD

Who ever used it went to the science museum today and took
several see-through pictures. Are you denying it was you?

                           MICHAELA

Well, no, but, I used your inventions to do good. I rescued a
cat up a tree and a baby bird who fell out of its nest and I
help to capture a purse snatcher and a shoplifter and I
rescued....

                              DAD

Enough! By bringing those inventions out in public you exposed
state-of-the-art secret technology to strangers, any one of whom
could be an enemy agent!

                           MICHAELA

I'm sorry, Daddy. I promise I will never use them again.

                              DAD

(pause)

You used all five of them?

(Michaela nods)

And you got all five of them to do what you wanted?

                           MICHAELA

Piece of cake.

(smiles)

They're so easy to use, even a child could use them!

(sees displeasure in Dad's face)

But I swear, I'll never even touch them ever again.

INT MORNING WIDE: CLASSROOM

(Michaela sits at her desk in her classroom listening to her
teacher do a chalk-talk)

                            TEACHER

Okay, who can tell me the rule of multiplying nines? Anybody?

(writes on the board)

(sound cue: helicopter approaching)

When you multiply by nines, you take advantage of the fact that
nine is one less than ten.

(One by one, all students in the classroom crane their necks to
look out the window)

One times nine is one less than ten or nine. Two times nine is
two less than twenty or eighteen. Remember? This is last years
material.

(turns toward class)

What's everybody looking at?

(turns toward windows)

                             BILLY

It's a Blackhawk helicopter.

                            TEACHER

(approaches windows)

It looks like it's going to land on the front lawn. Why on earth
is an army helicopter landing at our school?!

                           MICHAELA

I think they're here for me.

                             BILLY

Oh, sure! As if anybody in the Army even knows your name!

(POV: through the windows, the students watch as two soldiers
with rifles exit the helicopter, then stand guard fore and aft
of the helicopter. Then a sergeant and a colonel exit the
helicopter and run to the front door of the school)

                            TEACHER

Alright, children, everybody back to your desks, please.

(approaches board, points to previous writing)

We were talking about the rule of nines. We have one less than
ten and two less than twenty can anyone tell me the rule for
three times nine?

                           PRINCIPLE

(enters classroom)

Excuse me. We have an urgent matter. Michaela, will you please
collect your things and go with Colonel Abernathy?

                           MICHAELA

Yes, maam.

(stands up and wipes away the tears in her eyes, retrieves her
backpack and heads out the door.

                             BILLY

I thought Michaela was just kidding! The soldiers really did
come for her!

(POV: jump cut ahead one minute, the children watch through
their window as Michaela runs hand in hand with Abernathy to the
helicopter, climb in, followed by the sentries and the
helicopter takes off)

She really does know people in the army!

INT MORNING WIDE: HELICOPTER IN FLIGHT

                           MICHAELA

(tearful)

Are you taking me to jail?

                             SARG

(chuckles)

Why would we take you to jail?

                           MICHAELA

Because I played with Daddy's inventions.

                           ABERNATHY

Well, the reason we came to pick you up is because you played
with the inventions. But we're not taking you to jail.

                           MICHAELA

Then why did you pick me up?

                           ABERNATHY

I'm sorry to tell you that your father has been kidnapped.

                           MICHAELA

Kidnapped?!

(cries)

Is he going to die?

                           ABERNATHY

I doubt it. He was kidnapped by the enemy. They kidnapped your
father so they could force him to make inventions for them.

                           MICHAELA

(cries)

If you're not taking me to jail, where are you taking me?

                           ABERNATHY

We need YOU to help us rescue your father.

                           MICHAELA

Me?! How can I help?!

                           ABERNATHY

Your father is being held prisoner in a fortress where our
soldiers can't get in. The only way we can get him out is to use
your father's inventions.

                           MICHAELA

But Daddy just sold those inventions to the army. Why do you
need me?

                           ABERNATHY

In order to get your father out of the fortress, we'll need to
use all five of the inventions. But because they're so new to
us, none of my soldiers knows how to use all five as well as you
do.

                           MICHAELA

So, what do you want me to do? Do you want me to teach them how
to use them?

                           ABERNATHY

There's not enough time for that. We need YOU to go in with the
inventions and bring your father out.

                           MICHAELA

ME?! Alone?!

                           ABERNATHY

It's a matter of national security. We don't have much time and
we don't see any other way to get your father out before the
enemy can force him to reveal the secrets to the inventions.

EXT MORNING WIDE: AIRFORCE BASE

(Helicopter lands. Abernathy runs to a nearby C-17 cargo jet
hand-in-hand with Michaela.)

(Jump cut to C-17 taking off into the distance)

INT NIGHT WIDE: C-17 CARGO BAY IN FLIGHT

(Abernathy and Sarg strategize over a map table inaudibly as
Michaela sleeps soundly in the back ground)

                             PILOT

(voiceover)

Five minutes to drop zone. Five minutes.

                           ABERNATHY

(approaches Michaela, strokes her arm)

Michaela. Michaela, it's time.

                           MICHAELA

(Sits up, stretches)

I'm sorry I was such a baby earlier. I didn't mean to cry.

                           ABERNATHY

There's no shame in crying, Michaela. If I was in your shoes, I
would have done the same thing.

(unrolls a map in front of Michaela and points at it.)

Here's a drawing of the fortress where your father is being held
prisoner. We'll drop you in from 15,000 feet, you'll parachute
in and land on the roof, here.

                           MICHAELA

Parachute? I don't know how to parachute!

                             SARG

No problem. We can rig the chute for static deployment.

                           ABERNATHY

Now, once you're on the roof here, you'll go down these stairs
to the bottom floor. Your father is being held prisoner in one
of these rooms here.

                           MICHAELA

What if I get there and there's guards or soldiers or something?

                           ABERNATHY

You'll have all five of your father's inventions. And if you're
as good at using them as your father says you are, the guards
won't even see you.

                           MICHAELA

You think I can really do this?

                           ABERNATHY

You have to. Your country is counting on you!

(nods at Sarg who helps Michaela put on an oversized pilot's
jacket with pockets all over)

Now in those pockets are your fathers five inventions....

                           MICHAELA

(offers sleeves which are way to long)

It's a little big!

                           ABERNATHY

(nods at Sarg who snips the excess sleeves from the jacket)

She's right. Take care of that.

Michaela, you have just three minutes to remember which pocket
has which invention.

                           MICHAELA

(as soon as she has a free hand, she unzips each pocket and
looked at each invention)

Squirt gun, left sleeve. Shrinker, right sleeve. See-through
Camera, left top pocket, gravity glove, right top pocket,
invisible thingy, right bottom pocket. Got it!

                           ABERNATHY

(nods to Sarg who helps Michaela into the parachute)

As soon as you land, you'll unhook yourself from the
parachute...

                           MICHAELA

It's too big.

(tries to walk, parachute drags on the deck)

I can't even walk.

                           ABERNATHY

(to Sarg)

Do something. We only have a minute or two before we're over the
drop zone.

                             SARG

It's no use. It's way to big for her. No way she'll be able to
reach the control lines on this thing in flight. It's so big on
her that she may even fall out of it in mid-flight.

                           ABERNATHY

Well, we can't abort the mission. Do something!

                           MICHAELA

(shrugs herself out of the parachute without unbuckling it)

That's okay. I don't need a parachute. I can use this.

(reaches into her pocket and pulled out the squirt-gun)

                             SARG

How can you use a squirt-gun as a parachute?

                           ABERNATHY

It's not a squirt gun! It's a...

(smiles)

...Translocator.

                         SARG & MICHAELA

A what?

                           ABERNATHY

It's okay. Michaela knows how to use that thing.

                             SARG

Are you sure about this, Colonel?

                             PILOT

(voiceover)

Thirty seconds to drop zone. Thirty seconds.

(door opens, air roars in)

                           ABERNATHY

(guiding Michaela to the door)

You ready, Michaela?

                           MICHAELA

It's dark out there. Where is the fortress?

                           ABERNATHY

(points down at the ground)

There. See it?

(POV: out the door: ground is dark except for a square of
lights)

                           MICHAELA

(sights through gun sight)

Yeah, I see it. I land closest to the far corner, near the
stairway?

                           ABERNATHY

(nods)

Yes. You'll have ten minutes to get your father back up to the
roof. A helicopter will be waiting to lift you off. But he'll
only stay there for ten seconds. If your not there, you'll
probably end up a prisoner like your dad. Got it?

                           MICHAELA

Got it.

                             PILOT

We are at the drop zone in three, two, one. Green light. Green
light.

(light over door turns from red to green)

                           ABERNATHY

Good luck, Michaela.

(nervous smile)

(sound cue: electronic hiss)

(special affect: Michaela disappears)

What have I done?

EXT NIGHT WIDE: FORTRESS ROOF

(sound cue: electronic hiss)

(special affect: Michaela appears)

                           MICHAELA

(looks around, sees the stairway beyond, creeps toward it, sees
an armed guard approaching, whispers to self, pats pockets)

Let's see. Disappearing thingy. Lower right pocket.

(pulls out garage door opener, pushes button as soldier rounds
corner)

(special affect: Michaela disappears)

(soldier walks by, stops, looks both ways, readies weapon, looks
both ways, shrugs, continues out of frame)

(special affect: Michaela reappears)

(looks both ways, sneaks toward stairway, sees another soldier
patroling around the entrance to the stairway, hides, presses
button)

(special affect: Michaela disappears)

(POV: camera follows Michaela's path past the soldier and down
the stairs, when at the door, turns, waits until soldier turns
his back)

(special affect: Michaela reappears)

(reaches for door knob, tries to turn it, but it's locked.
Pockets the garage door opener, pulls out the other garage door
opener, presses button)

(special affect: Michaela shrinks to one inch tall)

(POV: camera follows Michaela as she crawls under the door, then
stands up and is about to push the button again)

(sound cue: a soldier's footsteps approach)

(POV: Michaela quickly crawls back under the door and hides
there as the giant shoes of the soldier pass by, then she crawls
out, stands and pushes the button)

(special affect: Michaela is replaced by her own shoes that fill
the frame)

INT NIGHT WIDE: FORTRESS HALLWAY

(Michaela sneaks a look around the corner, then creeps down the
hall, pockets the garage door opener, then pulls out the camera,
points it at the walls on both sides and snaps pictures)

(special affect: camera shows the contents of empty storerooms,
janitor closets, supply closets and vacant dorm rooms, as she
approaches a turn in the hallway, she snaps a picture of the
corner wall, showing a guard sitting at a desk with a computer
monitor just around the corner)

(Michaela pockets the camera, pulls out the other garage door
opener, smacks the wall with the back of her hand, then pushes
the button)

(special affect: Michaela disappears)

(guard at the desk is startled, stands, pulls his sidearm and
rounds the corner to investigate)

(POV: Michaela's view: she hugs the wall as the soldier passes
by, then she rounds the corner and past the desk)

(special affect: Michaela reappears)

(Michaela pockets the garage door opener, pulls out the camera
and resumes snapping pictures of the walls, finally sees her dad
in the room. She pulls out the other garage door opener from her
pocket, pushes the button)

(special affect: Michaela shrinks to one inch tall)

(POV: camera follows Michaela as she crawls under the door)

INT NIGHT WIDE: DAD'S CELL

(Michaela stands erect, pushes button)

(special affect: resumes normal size right in front of the door)

                              DAD

(stands, approaches, gasps, whispers)

Michaela Rose! What are you doing here?!

                           MICHAELA

I was the only one who knew how to operate all five of your
inventions.

                              DAD

You could have been killed!. You're grounded!

                           MICHAELA

This wasn't my idea, Daddy. Colonel Abernathy has a helicopter
coming for us in just a couple minutes.

(turns)

This way.

(pushes the button)

(special affect: Michaela shrinks to one inch tall)

(Michaela crawls under the door, looks both ways, crawls back
under the door, stands erect, pushes button)

(special affect: resumes normal size right in front of the door)

The guard is sitting at the desk. We need to be quiet.

(points to garage door opener)

Will this thing shrink us both or should I try to get the keys
from the guard?

                              DAD

I designed it to shrink two full grown soldiers.

(Dad and Michaela put one arm around each other, push the button
together.)

(special affect: Michaela and Dad shrink to one inch tall)

(both crawl under the door, look both ways, stand erect, push
button)

INT NIGHT WIDE: FORTRESS HALLWAY

(special affect: both resume normal size right in front of the
door)

(The guard is now sitting at his desk with his back to them.
Michaela pulls out the glove and puts it on. She pushes the ON
button and flicks the switch to PUSH position. Then she aims the
lazer light at a door beyond the guard and opens her fingers
wide)

(special affect: the door slams open)

(guard springs to his feet, stands, pulls sidearm, approaches
door. When the guard gets to the doorway, Michaela flicks the
switch to PULL position and opens her fingers wide)

(special affect: door slams the soldier in the face, knocking
him backward, out cold)

You're really good at this, baby girl!

                           MICHAELA

I'm not a baby any more, Daddy. This way.

(runs down the hall, followed by Dad, she peeks around the
corner, then runs down the hall to the stairway, followed by
Dad, Michaela pulls out camera, snaps picture of door, whispers)

Someone is coming!

(pockets camera, points to both sides)

These rooms here are all empty. See if any of them are unlocked.

(Both try unsuccessfully to turn the nearest door knobs, both
turn and shake heads. Michaela pulls out the garage door opener,
they put one arm around each other, Michaela pushes the button)

(special affect: Michaela and Dad shrink to one inch tall)

(both crawl under the nearest door just as the soldier unlocks
the door to the stairway and walks through, soldier gasps at the
sight of the unconscious guard, pulls out his walkie-talkie,
reports the incident in a foreign language, then attends to the
guard)

This way, Daddy!

(The two, still shrunken, run through the closing stairway door)

(Sound Cue: horns and sirens)

INT NIGHT WIDE: FORTRESS STAIRWAY

(special affect: both resume normal size right in front of the
door)

(Michaela and Dad climb the stairs. When they near the top, a
soldier opens the top door and enters the stairway from the roof
with weapon at the ready. Michaela, still wearing the glove,
points the lazer at the soldier's gun and opens her fingers
wide)

(special affect: the gun flies out of the soldier's hand and
into Michaela's hand)

(Michaela turns the weapon on the soldier, he bolts back up the
stairs and out the door)

(sound cue: helicopter approaches)

                           MICHAELA

(drops the weapon, runs up the stairs and out the closing door)

Quick, Daddy, the helicopter is here!

(Dad follows)

EXT NIGHT WIDE: FORTRESS ROOF

(Helicopter descends, two soldiers exit with weapons and ready
there weapons fore and aft as gunfire breaks out as Michaela and
Dad approach, they are helped aboard the helicopter by two other
soldiers. Finally the soldiers board and the helicopter takes
off)

INT NIGHT TWO-SHOT: HELICOPTER IN FLIGHT

                           MICHAELA

How long am I grounded for, Daddy?

                              DAD

We'll have to rethink that, sweetie. That was amazing!

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