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Автор: Clarissa Daisy Huntsman
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SECTION WHERE NAPKINS ARE WRAPPED AROUND CUTLERY, AND ARMS AROUND BODIES. WHERE HANDSHAKES TAKE PLACE AND PERMANENT BONDS ARE FORMED. AND NOW LANA STARES AT CLARISSA IN DISBELIEF. SHE SIGNS A THANK YOU [1.]; A FLAT HAND MOVING AWAY FROM THE CHIN TWICE, AND A SMILE.

      CLARISSA

      You're welcome.

      CLARISSA SIGNS THESE WORDS ALSO, IN THE SAME WAY. IN LANA'S HANDS ARE A PAIR OF GLOVES [2.] [3.].

      CLARISSA

      You plug them into the computer, then you can use your hands as a mouth. I hope you like it. I know the developers so I got them for free. They're still a prototype but they should work ok.

      LANA SMILES. SHE GIVES CLARISSA A HUG.

      MATT WANDERS INTO CUTLERY WITH SAMANTHA.

      MATT

      You gave her the gloves?

      CLARISSA NODS.

      SAMANTHA

      Sweet, isn't it?

      MATT SMILES.

      LANA TAPS CLARISSA ON THE SHOULDER AND THEN WALKS TOWARD THE BAG ROOM, STARING AT THE GLOVES. SAMANTHA TOUCHES LANA'S SHOULDER AND LANA LOOKS UP.

      SAMANTHA

      We can show you how to use them. We've had so much fun with them.

      AGAIN LANA SIGNS THANK YOU. SHE NODS.

      SAMANTHA

      Ok, Clarissa; now that the gift has been given, the floors are clean, dish is closed, and the customers have left . . .

      CLARISSA

      Oh no. You know I don't do the bin run. I'm still folding cutlery.

      CLARISSA LOOKS AT A - SURPRISINGLY TIDY - PILE OF WHITE-COATED CUTLERY, THEN TURNS UP THE VOLUME ON THE iPHONE SITTING NEXT TO THE PILE. AKON'S "BEAUTIFUL" [4.] IS PLAYING. SAMANTHA LOOKS AT MATT.

      SAMANTHA

      She never does the bin run. Same applies at . . .

      CLARISSA FROWNS. SHE SHAKES HER HEAD AT SAMANTHA. SAMANTHA GLANCES AT LANA. LANA DOESN'T SEEM TO BE LOOKING IN THEIR DIRECTION. NONETHELESS SAMANTHA CHOOSES HER WORDS CAREFULLY.

      SAMANTHA

      Clarissa never takes the trash out, wherever she is.

      MATT NODS.

      SAMANTHA

      Which is a pity coz there's a hidden world of trash at her place. An underground lair where anaerobic bacteria [7.] munch away at plant waste, sewage, and rubbish to produce methane and carbon dioxide for fuel [5.] [6.]. Genius.

      CLARISSA

      Fuel we can also get from hemp [5.] [8.], or from algae just by using a bit of salt water [5.] [9.] [10.].

      SAMANTHA TAPS MATT'S SHOULDER.

      SAMANTHA

      Guess it's up to us then.

      MATT LOOKS AT THE BINS; SEVERAL OF THEM, ALL FILLED TO THE BRIM. HE SIGHS.

      MATT

      Let's roll.

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      - Hands - Jewel (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfsS3pIDBfw&ob=av2e)

      - Turn Me On - Nicki Minaj and David Guetta (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YVw7eJ0vGfM&feature=g-vrec...)

      - Count On Me - Bruno Mars (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJYXItns2ik&feature=related)

      [4.] Be With You - Akon (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAztZpfrMvQ)

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      [3.] Fels, S., Pritchard, R., & Lenters, A. (2009, June). ForTouch: A Wearable Digital Ventriloquized Actor. Presented at the New Interfaces for Musical Expression (NIME), Pittsburgh, PA., 274–275. Retrieved February 25, 2012 from http://scholar.google.com.au/scholar?hl=en...

      [5.] Boness, L. (2012). [Hemp; Algae; Garbage]. The promise of green fuel. Science Illustrated (Australia), 4 (15), 64-67.

      [6.] Hunziker, M., & Schildknecht, A. (1985). [Abstract]. U.S. Patent No. 4,511,370. Washington, DC: U.S. Patent and Trademark Office. Retrieved March 15, 2012 from http://www.google.com.au/patents?hl=en&lr...

      [7.] Hunziker, M., & Schildknecht, A. (1985). [". . . decomposition of the organic substances by anaerobic bacteria start therein . . . "]. U.S. Patent No. 4,511,370. Washington, DC: U.S. Patent and Trademark Office. Retrieved March 15, 2012 from http://www.google.com.au/patents?hl=en&lr...

      [8.] Prade, T., Svensson, S-E., Andersson, A., & Mattsson, J. E. (2011). [Abstract]. Biomass and energy yield of industrial hemp grown for biogas and solid fuel. Biomass and Bioenergy, 35 (7), 3040–3049. doi: http://dx.doi.org/10.1016/j.biombioe.2011.04.006 Retrieved March 15, 2012 from http://www.sciencedirect.com/.../pii/S096195341100208X

      [9.] Foley, P. M., Beach, E. S., & Zimmerman, J. B. (2011). [Abstract]. Algae as a source of renewable chemicals: opportunities and challenges. Green Chemistry, 13 (6), 1399-1405. doi: 10.1039/C1GC00015B Retrieved March 15, 2012 from http://pubs.rsc.org/.../ArticleLanding/2011/GC/c1gc00015b

      [10.] Demirbas, M. F. (2011). [Abstract]. Biofuels from algae for sustainable development. Applied Energy, 88 (10), 3473–3480. doi: http://dx.doi.org/10.1016/j.apenergy.2011.01.059 Retrieved March 15, 2012 from http://www.sciencedirect.com/.../pii/S0306261911000778

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      INT. HONEYBEE HIVE - LEVEL TEN BELOW - SECRET CORRIDOR - NIGHT

      (NICOLA, BRIAN)

      A BEAT RUNS THROUGH THE CORRIDOR LIKE A CONFUSED SQUIRREL; FUN'S "WE ARE YOUNG [1.]"'S PLAYING LOUD AS FUCK. WE'RE LIKE SOUND WAVES THE WAY WE MOVE THROUGH AND AROUND BRIAN AND NICOLA AS THEY TRAVERSE DOWN A DARK CORRIDOR GUIDED ONLY BY THE SINGLE SHIVERING FLAME OF A SMALL CANDLE.

      NICOLA

      This corridor's massive Brian.

      BRIAN

      It just looks like that coz of the dancing light. We're almost there.

      NICOLA

      I can't understand how Clarissa hasn't been here.

      BRIAN

      She never visits the tip. As far as everyone's concerned all of level ten below is for converting Hive waste to fuel.

      NICOLA

      Brian! Something's written on the wall.

      BRIAN TURNS AROUND.

      BRIAN

      "Give me a place to stand and i will move the earth." It's a quote from Archimedes.

      NICOLA

      Oh, like that ain't gonna raise suspicions if someone like Clarissa comes down here. This place is like a dungeon.

      A COOL WIRE OF WIND TICKLES THE AIR; BOTH BRIAN AND NICOLA SHIVER. SO DO WE. DRENCHED IN DARKNESS, THEY NERVOUSLY CONTINUE DOWN THE CORRIDOR. SWAYING LIKE A PENDULUM'S POINT, TRACING THE OUTLINE OF THE CURVED HALF OF A HALF-MOON, WE SWEEP BACK AND FORTH THROUGH THE STALE AIR, STIFFLY BUT SURELY, WRAPPED AS WE ARE IN THIS NUCLEAR COCOON AT THE DEPTHS OF HONEYBEE HIVE. WE SEE UP AHEAD THE DIM GREEN GLOW THAT SPELLS