THE GEMINI

PROJECT
a short screenplay
by
Nathan Vesta
Based on the original screenplay
"Duplicates"
by
Nathan Vesta

First Draft
September 9, 2014

2014 Nathan Vesta

All rights reserved

nathanvesta@gmail.com

EXT. NEW JERSEY -- DAY

SUPER: Elizabeth, New Jersey. January 31, 2021
Seedy industrial district. Factories, warehouses, auto shops.
GUN SHOT rings out.
MAN bolts out of an alley. Running -- flat out.
20s, security guard uniform.

Black, late

THREE MEN on his heels -- GUNS BLAZING.

SLIM, SHORT, FAT.

Ponytail, Italian leather, tracksuit.

MAN darts into the street. Weaving between traffic. SHOTS

ZIPPING overhead... HORNS blaring... TIRES screeching...
WHAMM--! SEDAN SMACKS BUICK... BUICK T-BONES TRANSPORT TRUCK.
ARMORED TRUCK PLOWS INTO TRANSPORT TRUCK...
MAN slides across hood of the sedan.
break stride... Doesnt look back.

Keeps running.

Doesnt

SLIM
Less than a block away.

Levels his gun.

Squints.

Aiming --

SLIM
Gotchu now, Caesar...
-- squeezes the trigger.

BANG--!

ROUND EXPLODES OUT THE MANS CHEST.

body goes limp. Collapses.

His eyes roll back, his

Slim, Short, Fat rush over. Fat catches his breath. Short
rolls the mans body. Checks his pockets. Pauses. Notices:
A GOLD WEDDING BAND on the mans RING FINGER. He puzzles.
Fishes out his wallet. Slim snatches the wallet. Flips
through. Pulls out the mans ID. Reads. Eyes widening.
SHORT
Fingers dont grow back, do they?
Fat, breath ragged.
FAT
Is it a fake?
SHORT
What, the ring or the finger?
Wallet drops.

Slim, holding the ID.

Stunned.

2.
SLIM
Its not Caesar.
Sure.

FAT
And I aint fat.

SLIM
Youre not. Youre hazardously
obese.
Slim pockets the ID.

Short holds up the mans HAND.

SHORT
I clipped this guys finger off
last week for comin up short.
FAT
Fingers dont grow back.
fingers anyway.

Human

APPROACHING SIRENS.
Camon.

SLIM
Lets scram.

SUV appears. The men hop in. Peel out.

around the mans lifeless body.

Onlookers circle
CUT TO:

EXT. NEVADA DESERT -- DAWN

Miles of flat, arid soil.
SUPER: N.I.A. BASE. WESTHAVEN
Top secret research facility carved into a mountainside.
EXT. LAB - WESTHAVEN -- DAY
DR. EVELYNN PATEL, late 20s, strides across polished stone.
Comes upon ROWS OF GLASS CUBICLES.
An AWAKE alert flashes on her tapscreen, displaying a
PROFILE READOUT. Stats, health, etc... Name: CAESAR J. KING.
Photo bears an uncanny resemblance to the security guard.
She approaches a cubicle. Slides her finger along the
tapscreen, adjusting the glass opacity to CLEAR.
BOOM!

A HAND smacks the glass.

Dr. Eve taps a button.

Its missing a RING FINGER.

KNOCKOUT GAS pours into the cubicle.

3.
The hand WEAKNES.

Falls away.

She swipes through dozens of MALE PROFILES on her tapscreen.

Despite names, characteristics, or other varying traits...
They all share one thing in common.
They are ALL IDENTICAL.
Dr. Eve continues her patrol.
FADE OUT.
TO BE CONTINUED...