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EXT. ANTARCTICA -DAY
It's hard to see through the blowing snow as we push in and down on

the frozen, endless white landscape. Ominous action music plays.
Chyron: "Somewhere in Antarctica"
We continue to push in until we see MARK CHANG'S SPACESHIP parked

outside STEEL DOORS cut into a HUGE SNOWDRIFT.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. HUGE SNOW DRIFT

A long hall of gleaming steel literally cut into the ice. We pan down the hall seeing various pieces of destroyed robots and scorch marks on the walls. We come to MARK CHANG slumped against the wall. His dome is cracked and he is unconscious.

Next we see Dad, being shaken convulsively inside some sort of
electrical energy sphere.

Finally, we come to Timmy, wearing a SHIMMERY METALLIC JUMPSUIT
and holding a YUGOPOTAMIAN BLASTER RIFLE. Someone stands
beside him but we can only see that person's legs.

TIMMY
Dad and Mark are down for the count!
(sees something)
Here they come again!

He powers up his weapon and points it down the hall.
TIMMY'S POV - DOWN THE BARREL - Robot versions of COSMO &
WANDA jet into view. They look angry.
WANDA
Destroy all intruders!
Toast pops out of Comso's head.
COSMO
And then we will celebrate with toast!
TIMMY
It's up to us now. We're humanity's last
hope.
PULL WIDE TO REVEAL he is talking to a very buff, heavily armed...
Crocker?
CROCKER
Don't worry pal, I got your back!
They raise their weapons. Cosmo and Wanda cock their wands-

TIMMY
How could I have let this happen?
HOW?!?!?

RIPPLE TO:
EXT. TURNER HOUSE- DAY
Chyron: "24 hours earlier"
TIMMY (O.S.)
ARGHHH!!!!!
INT. KITCHEN
Timmy sits at the table sucking a SLOPPY SLUSH though a straw. He
sets it down and rubs his temples in pain. Cosmo and Wanda poof in.
WANDA
What's wrong, Timmy?

TIMMY
Brain freeze... ate Sloppy Slush... too
fast...

COSMO
What is this "brain" you speak of?
Cosmo grabs Timmy's Sloppy Slush and sucks it all down. He wipes his
mouth and waits for the pain.
COSMO
Ahhh.... I got nuthin.
WANDA
That's not surprising.
DAD (O.S.)
Oh son!
Cosmo and Wanda poof into SLOPPY SLUSHES just as Dad enters.

DAD
Your scream of pain reminded me that I
have a son -- who can help me clean the
attic.

He grabs Timmy and yanks him out of the room. Cosmo grabs his own
straw and sucks himself dry.
COSMO
Still nuthin.'
WANDA
Still not surprised!
INT. ATTIC

Dad and Timmy stand in the attic among the dusty boxes and crates.
We see a typewriter. Wood tennis racquets hang from the beams
beside a mannequin, a coat rack, a Mac Classic-shaped computer, a
sit-under hairdryer, a sled, a Model T.

DAD
Ah, the attic! So full of memories. Now
let's throw them all out!

Cosmo and Wanda poof in, replacing the RACKETS.
WANDA
Isn't this a little obvious?
COSMO
Oh quit being so high strung!
Timmy picks up a TINY WOODEN BOX.
TIMMY
Hey! What's this?
DAD
That? That's my tiny box of dreams!
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