Did I put you in before somewhere? (Sorry if I forgot)
Anyway, make sure to check the Art forum by the end of today. In a couple hours I'm going to be posting art sketches from the movie, in case anyone with some free time wants to do some modeling
EDIT: Pictures have been posted
SCENE TWENTY-ONE. EXT. STAGING AREA, SPACE – NIGHT.
We open to a vast star field, rotating silently around us. Suddenly, out of the vastness appear the same warp holes, and the six ships shoot out into the surrounding area, the warp holes closing quickly behind them. We cut to:
SCENE TWENTY-TWO. INT. GRANDEUR BRIDGE – NIGHT.
LIGHTSPEED is now standing up in front of his chair, and the holographic displays have moved out wards a bit in front of him. He turns to look at the CREWMEMBER #1 behind him.
LIGHTSPEED: Confirm jump location.
A seconds delay, then the CREWMEMBER #1 responds from his console.
CREWMEMBER #1:Jump location confirmed. All stations reported in.
LIGHTSPEED nods and turns back to face the front of the bridge. He reaches out and gently taps one of the displays hovering in front of him. Up pops the diagnostics of his five-fighter escort. Tapping on the lead fighter, it enlarges and glows red.
LIGHTSPEED: Alpha one, come in, over.
We cut to:
SCENE TWENTY-TWO. INT. CORSAIR’S COCKPIT – NIGHT.
CORSAIR is surrounded by instrument panels, a green glow falling on his face, giving him a surreal edge. The stars glitter softly behind the protection of his canopy.
CORSAIR: Alpha one acknowledging. Requesting orders, over.
LIGHTSPEED: Alpha is to go under and investigate the enemy presence. Follow the mission briefing for further details, over.
CORSAIR: Roger that Package Lead. Requesting vector to target area, over.
LIGHTSPEED: Vector is…(a short pause)…twenty-two, niner, five, niner, four hundred klicks.
CORSAIR: Vectors confirmed. Alpha is going under. Over and out.
We cut to:
SCENE TWENTY-THREE. EXT. CORSAIR’S FIGHTER – NIGHT.
We see a small figure turn to the fighters flying in formation beside him. He gives a thumbs up sign, and depresses a button on his control panel. Cut to:
SCENE TWENTY-FOUR. INT. GRANDEUR BRIDGE – NIGHT.
We open to see CREWMEMBER #3, sitting at a console. He turns around in his swivel chair to face LIGHTSPEED, who is still facing the front of the bridge, looking at the starry sky beyond.
CREWMEMBER #3: Sir, the fighters have gone under and disappeared from our radar.
LIGHTSPEED gives a nod of acknowledgement without turning.
LIGHTSPEED: God speed pilots…
Cut to:
SCENE TWENTY-FIVE. INT. CORSAIR’S FIGHTER – NIGHT.
The eerie green glow is now replaced by an intermittent red pulse, emanating from small light bulbs on the sides of the cockpit. The once-bright instrument panel is now dulled, and some of the instruments are blacked out.
CORSAIR: Alpha wing, prepare to confirm stealth mode.
CORSAIR moves his throttle backwards, and we cut to:
SCENE TWENTY-SIX. EXT. FIGHTER FORMATION – NIGHT.
We see CORSAIR’s fighter, formerly in the lead, suddenly fire retro thrusters and shoot back behind the formation. Stopping about forty feet behind them, it bobs up and down, the powerful engines working at minimum possible thrust to sustain the formation.
Cut to:
SCENE TWENTY-SEVEN. INT. CORSAIR’S FIGHTER – NIGHT.
CORSAIR looks down and presses a few buttons on his instrument panel, then looks up at the fighters in front of him. His gazes passes from fighter to fighter as he speaks to each of them. The voices of the pilots are fuzzy and distorted by the static of the radio.
CORSAIR: Gortef, confirm stealth mode and call sign, over.
GORTEF: This is Gortef. Call sign Alpha Two. Stealth mode active, over.
CORSAIR: Trashman, confirm stealth and call sign, over.
TRASHMAN: Trashman here. Stealth on and call sign confirmed as Alpha Three, over.
CORSAIR: Acknowledged. Janos, confirm stealth and call sign, over.
JANOS: Janos confirms as Alpha Four, stealth active, over.
CORSAIR: Karajorma, you’re the last buddy. Confirm stealth active and callsign, over.
KARAJORMA: Karajorma accepts and acknowledges as Alpha Five, stealth is active, over.
CORSAIR presses a few buttons, and we cut to:
SCENE TWENTY-EIGHT. EXT. FIGHTER FORMATION – NIGHT.
CORSAIR’s fighter lurches forward with a sudden burst of thrust, and once more resumes its position at the lead of the formation.
CORSAIR: Call signs accepted. Alpha, follow me.
His fighter rolls over to the left, and the four following craft do the same, barreling over and plunging down. We cut to:
