Rise of The Kek Screenplay

PARTMENT - NIGHT

  Jeremy and Tara are sitting on the living room couch.

  TARA

  I can't believe the government offered

  you a trip to the moon because of a few

  hours in an old simulator. There's

  something you're not telling me.

  JEREMY

  I told you they want a civilian on the

  flight. This is the opportunity of a

  lifetime.

  TARA

  What you've told me is that these people

  are spying on your computer. They

  obviously can't be trusted.

  JEREMY

  It's the U.S. Government. Of course they

  can't be trusted. But how could I refuse

  the offer?

  Jeremy moves into the kitchen.

  He returns with a bottle of champagne and two wine glasses.

  JEREMY (CONT’D)

  Will you join me in a toast?

  TARA

  It's nearly midnight.

  JEREMY

  Just one glass.

  TARA

  Are you really proposing that we have one

  glass of champagne and save the rest for

  another time?

  JEREMY

  (filling the glasses)

  We'll see what happens.

  (raising his glass)

  To the moon.

  They tap their glasses together and promptly empty them.

  Tara fills another round.

  JEREMY (CONT’D)

  Think about it. I'll be a national hero.

  TARA

  Why is the government so interested in

  you all of a sudden? What's the big deal

  about Microcore mining the moon, anyway?

  They've been mining asteroids for years.

  What's the difference?

  JEREMY

  Maybe there really is something else

  going on.

  TARA

  Anything's possible.

  Tara finishes her drink and then passes out in Jeremy's lap.

  He carries her into her bedroom.

  LATER

  The living room is dark, empty.

  The wall screen is BEEPING.

  Jeremy comes out of his bedroom.

  JEREMY

  I'm coming. Screen activate. Answer call.

  CECIL MILLIKAN, early forties, appears on the screen.

  His face exudes power and confidence.

  He's wearing a Microcore logo baseball cap.

  A fat cigar pokes out of his shirt pocket.

  JEREMY (CONT’D)

  Can I help you?

  CECIL

  Mr. Jeremy Ash?

  JEREMY

  Yes.

  CECIL

  Please accept my apologies for the timing

  of this call, but I was just informed of

  your trip to Washington.

  JEREMY

  Whoever you are, please just tell me what

  you want so I can go back to bed. I do

  work for a living.

  CECIL

  You can quit your job, Mr. Ash. My name

  is Cecil Millikan, President of

  Microcore.

  Jeremy's eyes light up as he recognizes the richest man in the world.

  JEREMY

  How can I help you, sir?

  CECIL

  I want you to come work for me and I

  won't take no for an answer. I have a lot

  more to offer you than the government.

  JEREMY

  What do you know about my trip to

  Washington?

  CECIL

  I know many things. I'll upload the

  details of my offer for you to view at

  your convenience. Please contact me

  directly after you've examined my

  proposal. Good night, Mr. Ash.

  Cecil nods before disconnecting.

  Jeremy removes a printout from below the screen.

  He sits down on the couch and starts to read it.

  INT. JEREMY'S A