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    A Nuclear Tide: The Screenplay
    A Nuclear Tide: The Screenplay
    A Nuclear Tide: The Screenplay
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    A Nuclear Tide: The Screenplay

    By Jon Foyt

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    Lead character Lawrence Masterson, his career path aborted in an IBM downsizing, bounces back from despair with a grand plan to solve society's much-debated dilemma as to where to put the country’s nuclear waste. He’ll create an autonomous city-state out of the ghost town of Marathon, Texas to store the radioactive stuff. Out of site, out of mind ’til the mushroom cloud appears.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJon Foyt
    Release dateJul 25, 2010
    ISBN9781452360201
    A Nuclear Tide: The Screenplay
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    Jon Foyt

    Striving for new heights on the literary landscape, along with his late wife Lois, Jon Foyt began writing novels 20 years ago, following careers in radio, commercial banking, and real estate. He holds a degree in journalism and an MBA from Stanford and a second masters degree in historic preservation from the University of Georgia. An octogenarian prostate cancer survivor, Jon is a runner, hiker and political columnist in a large active adult retirement community near San Francisco.

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      A Nuclear Tide - Jon Foyt

      What Reviewers and Critics Say:

      "Just as ‘Dr. Strangelove,’ with its extreme and driven characters presented a world too absurd to be real and too real to be dismissed offhand, so A Nuclear Tide, The Screenplay challenges us to try and make sense of the inconceivable yet undeniable." Keith Martin Gordey, Santa Fe playwright, author and screenwriter.

      The Foyts have performed an unlikely marriage of history, fiction, athletics and environmental sensitivity... Joe Henderson, Runner’s World author.

      How appropriate it is that running is used as a medium for focusing on some of today’s crucial issues. In many ways, this screenplay relates to the true story of Pheidippides, the runner who brought the news of the survival of Western Civilization. Jeff Galloway, 1972 Olympian.

      A Nuclear Tide, The Screenplay

      by

      Lois Foyt and Jon Foyt

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright 2010 with Writers Guild of America, West Registration # 1447454, by Lois Foyt and Jon Foyt

      All characters in this Screenplay, which is an adaptation of the published novel, Marathon, My Marathon, are fictitious, and any resemblance to real persons living or dead is coincidental.

      Smashwords Edition, License Notes

      Thank you for downloading this free eScreenplay. You are welcome to share it with your friends. Movie Producers who wish to obtain Production Rights to this Screenplay may contact the authors.

      At Smashwords.com you can discover other works co-written by these authors.

      FADE IN:

      EXT. - CALDERA APACHE INDIAN RESERVATION – 1995 - NIGHT

      TRIBAL HEADQUARTERS BUILDING

      INT. - CONFERENCE ROOM

      The Tribal Council of nine Governors and the Tribal Matriarch are meeting around a conference table. Behind them are the American Flag, the Zia Flag of New Mexico and the Caldera Apache Crest.

      THE GOVERNORS

      The governors all talk at once until Governor Arrow bangs on the table.

      GOVERNOR ARROW

      Look, the Great White Father in Washington can’t find any place to bury his nuclear waste. No other place will take the stuff.

      GOVERNOR GREAT ELK

      (sarcastically)

      So, now they’re down to us Indians.

      GOVERNOR BLACK CLOUD

      Even the Sioux up in South Dakota have turned them down.

      GOVERNOR ARROW

      (confidentially)

      But listen, they’re talking a lot of money if we’ll take the stuff.

      GOVERNOR GREAT ELK

      And where would they have us bury it?

      GOVERNOR ARROW

      Ojo Caliente Canyon.

      GOVERNOR BLACK CLOUD

      But Ojo Caliente Canyon’s our burial ground at the foot of our sacred Buffalo Mountain. We can’t disturb our ancestors’ resting place.

      MATRIARCH MOMADEER

      Matriarch Momadeer, elderly and frail, stands. A hush settles over the meeting room as all eyes turn toward her.

      MATRIARCH MOMADEER

      (in a slow and deliberate voice)

      No amount of the white man’s money will convince me that their toxic stuff is safe for our children and their children.

      (looking hard at Governor Arrow)

      Arrow, you tell the Great White Father in Washington to take his spent uranium oxide pellets stuffed inside those zirconium alloy rods--bundled in steel tanks filled with helium--and stick them up his ass.

      THE GOVERNORS

      Governor Arrow nods his assent, signaling a thumbs-down.

      GOVERNOR BLACK CLOUD

      (emphatically, conclusively)

      I don’t care how much money they’ll give us. Arrow, you tell ’em to ship all that shit somewhere else.

      All the tribal governors nod their agreement.

      CUT TO:

      EXT. - DESERTED MAIN STREET - MARATHON, TEXAS - MORNING

      Wind blows tumbleweeds and dust across the old highway running through town as, off in the distance, we see a dark Mercedes approach.

      ABANDONED BANK BUILDING

      The car slows to a stop in front of an abandoned bank building marked First National Bank of Marathon, 1896. A man steps out of the Mercedes.

      THE MAN

      Lawrence Masterson, handsome, middle-aged, clean-shaven, piercing eyes, dressed in a three-piece suit, looks like an Eastern corporate executive, out of place in this western ghost town. Lawrence looks at his folded road map marked Texas.

      ROAD MAP

      We see a map of Texas showing a number of X’s across the dots of town names. North of the Big Bend National Park is a dot labeled Marathon.

      LAWRENCE

      Lawrence surveys the streetscape.

      DESERTED MAIN STREET

      SERIES OF SHOTS

      A GHOST TOWN OF ABANDONED BUILDINGS VINTAGE 1890’S TO 1920:

      A CARNEGIE LIBRARY, ITS DOORS NAILED SHUT

      AN OLD HOTEL, WEEDS GROWING IN ITS LAWN, ITS SIGN WITH THE LETTERS SHEPARD HOTEL FADING WITH TIME.

      THERE IS NO VEHICULAR TRAFFIC.

      MERCEDES

      A tumbleweed blows under Lawrence’s car and sticks there.

      LAWRENCE

      Lawrence gets out of the car, bends over and extricates the dry weed, sending it on its way in the wind. He watches it tumble past the abandoned wooden train station. He reaches into the front seat of the car and picks up the Texas road map.

      ROAD MAP

      In Lawrence’s hand we see a felt-tipped pen begin to draw an X across the town’s name. But he stops and looks up as, off-screen, we hear the sputtering engine sound of an old Jeep.

      AN OLD JEEP, LAWRENCE AND AN OLD PROSPECTOR

      A battered and rusty Jeep loaded with pick axes, gas cans, water bottles and tools, stops next to Lawrence. An old prospector, a mongrel dog by his side, is at the wheel.

      OLD PROSPECTOR AND LAWRENCE

      OLD PROSPECTOR

      Lost?

      LAWRENCE

      No.

      (hesitating)

      Just disappointed. This...

      (gesturing about.)

      ...is a ghost town.

      OLD PROSPECTOR

      Mines played out, they did. Yars

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