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<p>James Bong races to save an inventor of a free energy material. </p>
<p><em><strong>Scene 1 </strong></em><br>
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<p><em>Bong and Punch have just escaped the Triad underground prison and are on the move in Macao. </em><br>
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<p>Bong: So where’s your inventor friend? <br>
Punch: Central Africa. <br>
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<p>Bong: Central Africa? Why Africa? <br>
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<p>Punch: They have less electronic surveillance. It’s easier to be a ghost. More importantly, Central Africa has resources he needs to make the substance. Resources that aren't as common in other parts of the world. <br>
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<p>Bong: I don’t suppose you have any gadgets handy? Or cash? <br>
Punch (sarcastic): Oh, sure, they let me keep all my personal stuff during my month in prison. <br>
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<p>Bong: Any locals you trust? <br>
Punch: Not a soul. <br>
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<p>Bong; Why the hell are you in Macao then? <br>
Punch: To stay anonymous, you don’t want people around who know you, genius. <br>
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<p>Bong: I know a little twerp hacker with an attitude you’d get along with great. Anyway, let’s get to a 3D print shop. I’ve got an idea. <br>
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<p><em>10 minutes later at a 3D print shop, they’re talking to an irritable, chain-smoking, shop owner guy. <br>
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<p>Bong: I’m telling you, just one text message on your phone, and I’ll pay you double for all the printing I need to do here. I just need some funds. <br>
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<p>Irritable Shop Owner Guy: Triple! <br>
Bong; Glad to see there are such helpful people left in the world. <br>
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<p>Irritable Shop Owner: Take it or leave! This business, not charity! <br>
Bong: Fine, triple. <br>
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<p><em>Shop owner gives phone to Bong. Bong texts K to send funds to the shop owner’s crypto account and schematics for everything he needs to print. Once the funds arrive, he prints a new phone, the rest of the supplies he needs, and gets more crypto sent from K to his new phone. He then arranges for a SteemAir private jet to Central Africa. <br>
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<p><em>As Bong and Punch near the airport….. </em></p>
<p>Punch: So how exactly do you plan to get past security? You realize that if we’re wanted by the Triads, then we’re wanted by the Chinese Government. <br>
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<p>Bong: Yes, I’m well aware, two sides of the same mafia. <em><strong>And I prefer to call government a ‘violent gang with fancy titles’, </strong></em>by the way. <br>
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<p>Punch: You still didn’t answer my question. <br>
Bong (reaches into backpack, pulls out two contact lenses): These are iris changing contacts to hide your identity. <br>
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<p>Punch: And facial scanners? What about those? <br>
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<p>Bong (pulls a pack of tiny adhesive dots from backpack): These are nano-modifiers. You put one on your forehead and it changes the readings on their face scanners. <br>
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<p>Punch: And if anyone recognizes us from memory? <br>
Bong: Oh, don’t be so paranoid. This is why I like working alone. <br>
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<p>Punch: There are things I’d much rather be doing, trust me. <br>
Bong: Anyway (reaches back into backpack): That’s why I’ve got two fedoras. <br>
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<p>Punch: You’ve got to be kidding. <br>
Bong: Would I really have brought fedoras just to play a prank? <br>
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<p><em>Bong and Punch get through security unnoticed and board their plane without incident. Bong gets into the pilot’s seat of the private, hemp-powered, SteemAir jet and they take off. Once they get up to cruising altitude, Bong puts it on autopilot and dials up K. </em><br>
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<p>Bong: K. <br>
K: Bong! You sound good for a dead guy! <br>
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<p>Bong: Yeah, gambling and martinis keep me in good order. <br>
K: Someone wants to say hi. <br>
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<p>Miss Moneybit (sarcastic): Bong! I really could have used your help a couple days ago. Thanks for being there, old buddy! <br>
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<p>Bong: Good to hear you’re relieved I’m not dead. <br>
Miss Moneybit: Where ya headed? <br>
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<p>Bong: Central Africa. <br>
Miss Moneybit: You have a camera? <br>
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<p>Bong: Just the one on the phone. Do I have to record all of my missions? </p>
<p>Miss Moneybit: It is how we finance things, ya know. <br>
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<p>Bong: Well, it’s gonna be one hell of a story, regardless. I met a guy in a Triad prison who’s taking me to meet some inventor-in-hiding, who supposedly has some miracle free energy source. <br>
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<p>Miss Moneybit (sarcastic): Triad Prison again? <br>
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<p>Bong: Very funny. Long story. I’ll update you when we get to Africa. <br>
K: You mean you’ll call when you’re desperate for help again. <br>
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<p><em>Click </em><br>
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<p>Bong: So tell me more about this energy source. <br>
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<p>Punch: I only know the basics. The rest is over my head. It involves combining organic materials with synthetic materials. <br>
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<p>Bong: That’s nothing new. <br>
Punch: In a zero g atmosphere. <br>
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<p>Bong: I stand corrected. Zero g? How did your friend… <br>
Punch: He used to work for the Chinese Space Agency. <br>
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<p>Bong: He worked at an<em><strong> extortion funded space agency. </strong></em> Ok. <br>
Punch: He was doing experiments in zero g, that was his job. Then he discovered the new material quite by accident. <br>
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<p>Bong: And why did he flee? <br>
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<p>Punch: Luckily, he’s not naive. He knows how much power the people that control the energy sector have. He also knows it could be a threat to a huge government’s power. <br>
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<p>Bong: Like the Chinese <em><strong>criminal enterprise.</strong></em> <br>
Punch: Why do you keep referring to <em><strong>government</strong></em> like that? <br>
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<p>Bong: Because it’s the truth. And how powerful is this material? <br>
Punch: He estimates it can power the entire planet for one year on one kilo. <br>
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<p>Bong: That’s definitely a threat to the powers that shouldn’t be. So how do you know where to find him? <br>
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<p>Punch: We had originally set a rendezvous point. He was to work out how to deploy the technology, without being destroyed or compromised. <br>
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<p>Bong: Smart man. Didn’t want to get Tesla’d, huh? </p>
<p>Punch: Something like that. <br>
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<p>Bong: That reminds me, reach behind you and grab that duffel bag. There are gun parts in there and instructions for assembly. I printed them at the shop. <br>
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<p>Punch: I don’t like guns. <br>
Bong: <em><strong> I guarantee you will when you need to defend yourself. </strong></em> <br>
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<p>Punch: How did you get them through security, anyway? <br>
Bong: Because, in case you haven’t noticed, security people at airports aren’t the sharpest knives in the kitchen. <br>
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<p><em><strong>Scene 2 </strong></em><br>
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<p><em>Bong and Punch are making their descent into the Congo, near a small village called Kungu. After a bumpy landing in a somewhat clear area….. </em><br>
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<p>Punch (sarcastic); Real smooth. <br>
Bong: And where did you learn to fly? <br>
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<p><em>Punch looks at ground. </em><br>
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<p>Bong: That’s right, ya didn’t. So you’re welcome. Anyway, where’s this rendezvous point?<br>
Punch: In the village a few miles west of here. <br>
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<p>Bong: Kind of a vague “point” isn’t it, an entire village? <br>
Punch: It’s not like it’s huge. It’s only a couple thousand people. <br>
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<p><em>Bong and Punch walk to the village. They get some curious looks from the locals. </em><br>
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<p>Bong: You have a picture we can use to ask around? <br>
Punch: Again, it escapes your memory that we just got out of a cage. <br>
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<p>Bong: You said he worked for the Chinese Mafia’s Space Agency, right? <br>
Punch: Yeah. <br>
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<p>Bong: What’s his name? I’ll try and get a pic online. <br>
Punch: Sun Zen. It would’ve been scrubbed by now, though. <br>
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<p>Bong; I know someone who might be able to find it. <br>
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<p><em>Bong dials up K. </em></p>
<p>Bong: K! </p>
<p>K: Bong! <br>
Bong: I need you to find a pic for me online. <br>
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<p>K: Bong, girls find you attractive. I don’t see why you need to <br>
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<p><em>Bong cuts him off. </em><br>
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<p>Bong: Not now, K, this is important! I’m searching for the inventor I mentioned to you before. His name is Sun Zen and he used to work for the Chinese Space Agency. <br>
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<p>K: Is that Sun with a “u” or an “o”? <br>
Bong (sighs): Just text it to me when you have it. <br>
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<p><em>Bong spots a whole-in-the-wall bar. </em><br>
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<p>Bong: That’ll be a good place to meet locals. <br>
Punch: A bar during the middle of the day? <br>
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<p><em>Bong and Punch walk into the tiny little shack. Two local men and the bartender gape at the newcomers. </em><br>
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<p>Bong: Martini, shaken, not stirred. <br>
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<p>Punch: Look at your surroundings, Bong. This doesn’t look like a martini-sippin town, now does it? <br>
Bartender: Hey, what do ya mean by that? <br>
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<p>Punch: Do you know how to make a martini? <br>
Bartender: Well, I’m a bartender, so what do ya think? <br>
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<p>Punch: Sorry, it’s just that <br>
Bartender (offended): Yeah, yeah, I know, small town, unsophisticated stereotype. I get it. <br>
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<p>Punch: I’ll pass on the drink, then. <br>
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<p><em>Bong looks at his phone and shows the picture to Punch. Punch nods to confirm Sun’s identity. Bartender sets martini in front of Bong. Bong shows picture to bartender. </em><br>
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<p>Bong: Have you seen this guy around here? <br>
Bartender (smiles): Everybody knows that guy. <br>
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<p>Punch: Really? Why is that? <br>
Bartender: It’s a small town, man. What do ya think? Everybody knows everybody. </p>
<p>Punch: Isn’t that a stereotype? <br>
Bong (huffy): We haven’t got time for this. (chugs martini) Can someone take us to him? <br>
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<p><em>Bartender looks at his two local customers, who are starting to slump. </em><br>
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<p>Bartender: I’m not sure those two are in shape to go up the hill to his house right now, but they maybe could. <br>
Bong: Can one of you take us there? <br>
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<p>Local Guy 1: No way. I’m just getting started drinkin. <br>
Bartender: You’ve been here since we opened. <br>
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<p>Local Guy 1: It’s not even sunset yet! <br>
Bong: I’ll buy you a drink if you do. <br>
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<p>Local Guy 1: Make it two. <br>
Bong (annoyed): Fine. Let’s go. <br>
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<p><em>Bong, Punch, and the local guy leave. After walking for about 20 minutes they arrive at a small cottage. <br>
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<p>Local Guy: There ya go. That’s his shack. I’ll wait here. <br>
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<p><em>Bong and Punch go to the shack and knock. No answer. Punch yells Sun's name a couple of times. No answer. </em> <br>
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<p>Bong: Let’s just go in. <br>
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<p><em>Bong turns the doorknob and notices it’s not locked. <br>
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<p>Bong: That’s strange. Why is it open? <br>
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<p><em>The door opens and they immediately find out. Sun Zen’s bullet-riddled body is on the floor. Bong rushes over and checks his pulse, only to find that he’s dead. </em><br>
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<p>Bong: Blood is still fresh. This happened just a short time ago. <br>
Punch (sobbing): We’re too late. <br>
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<p>Bong: Yeah, we’re too late. <br>
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<p><em>After leaving Punch at the Kinshasa airport, he goes back to Acapulco. After telling K, Miss Moneybit, and Symphy about the outcome of his mission….. </em><br>
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<p>Miss Moneybit: Don’t beat yourself up over it. You failed. You’re human, right? <br>
Bong: Last time I checked. </p>
<p>Miss Moneybit: It happens. I mean, look at K, he’s had tons of epic failures. <br>
K: You have a very loose definition of epic. <br>
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<p>Bong: Do you realize what kind of opportunity it was? Near limitless energy, practically free. <br>
Symphy: I am sorry to interrupt, but there is news that you might find pertinent to the situation. <br>
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<p>K: What’s that? <br>
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<p>Symphy: I found a blogger on Steemit. The account is less than two weeks old. The name is SunZenergy. The only posts it contains are instructions on how to create a free energy material in a zero g atmosphere. <br>
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<p>Bong: What do you mean “found”? Why wouldn’t something like that show up in a standard internet search? <br>
K: Because somebody’s trying to hide it. <br>
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<p>Symphy: K is correct. Great effort is being made to hide this information. Only due to my advanced Artificial Intelligence abilities was I able to find it. <br>
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<p>K (talking to Moneybit): Looks like you’ve got some publishing to do. </p>
<p><em><strong>Stay tuned for episode 16!</strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong>Thanks for your time and attention!</strong></em></p>
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