Saturday, June 22, 2013

Go Get 'em Handbook! Image Update


Here's another image of the infamous Doc Terror from an unreleased update to the Go Get 'em Comics Multiverse Handbook.  This is Doc T's original costume which he wore from 1938 - 1974.  There is some debate over whether the person claiming to be Doc Terror during these years was in fact the same person or multiple individuals using the same guise.  As of yet Doc Terror has not confirmed nor denied the existence of alternate versions of himself.

Don't forget to make an appointment with Doc Terror's Secretary!  She may not have a head on her shoulders but she's got one for numbers!

Thursday, June 20, 2013

DramaCast Episode 1

A new era begins.  Enter the offices of a Revolutionary Psychotherapist...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N_UsfiVlKjY&list=HL1371774563

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Alloplastic Maneuvers

Doc Terror @DiagnosisFear
https://twitter.com/DiagnosisFear
semi-weekly feeds for the superego

Monday, May 17, 2010

AMERICAN JUSTICE COMICS 447 AUGUST 2010

The Interview
Pt. 4

PG 1
[1].
EXTREME CLOSE UP; AGENT TWO'S MOUTH, CLENCHED SHUT, SWEATING PROFUSELY.

[2].
CLOSE UP; PULLED BACK JUST ENOUGH TO REVEAL A RAZOR BLADE AT TWO'S NECK.  SWEAT POOLS AT THE CONTACT POINT, MAKING THE BLADE SHIMMER.

[3].
MID-SHOT; TWO IS SEATED (FACING THE VEIWER) AT HIS CONSOLE; AN INCREDIBLY COMPLEX LOOKING KIRBYESQUE THING.  THE BUFFER HELMET (ANOTHER WILDLY KIRBY LIKE DESIGN) COVERS HIS WHOLE HEAD, EXCEPTING THE MOUTH.  HE SITS IN RIGID ANTICIPATION.  AGENT ONE STANDS DIRECTLY BEHIND HIM HOLDING THE RAZOR BLADE TO TWO'S THROAT.  1 IS SMILING EAR TO EAR (AS WIDELY AS POSSIBLE).  HE ALSO WEARS A BUFFER HELMET.  BEHIND THEM WE CAN SEE SOME MORE OF THE INTERVIEW CONTROL BOOTH, FULL OF SLEEK ART DECO COMPUTERS.  

[4].
MID-SHOT; OLD DOC TERROR (WAIST UP) UNDER A BEAM OF LIGHT FROM OFF PANEL.  HE IS SCRATCHING HIS MID-SECTION IN BOREDOM.  HIS FACIAL & HEAD HAIR (LONG AND WHITE) STILL COMPLETELY OBSCURE HIS FEATURES.

PG 2
[1].
SAME AS PREVIOUS; DOC TERROR IS NO LONGER SCRATCHING, HE COUGHS TO THE RIGHT, HIS LONG WHITE MUSTACHE BLOWING OUTWARD.

DOC TERROR:  COUGH.

[2].
SAME AS PREVIOUS; DOC TERROR LOOKS OUT TOWARD THE VIEWER, WE CANNOT SEE HIS EYES, ONLY SHADOWY HOLES THROUGH THE HAIR.

[3].
SAME AS PREVIOUS; DOC TERROR LIFTING UP HIS HAND, EXAMINING HIS WRIST AND THE BLACK LINE ATTACHED THERE.

DOC TERROR:  TWENTY-FOUR YEARS AND THIS IS THE BEST YOU CAN COME UP WITH?

DOC TERROR: (INSIDE THE WORD BALOON IS A SERIES OF EGYPTIAN HIEROGLYPHS.)

[4].
SAME AS PREVIOUS; THE BLACK SHACKLES UNCLASP AND FALL AWAY TO THE GROUND.

PG 4
[1].
MID-SHOT, MEDIUM 3/4 DOWN; PULLED BACK TO REVEAL DOC TERROR, STANDING AND RUBBING HIS WRISTS IN THE BEAM OF LIGHT FROM ABOVE.  THE ROBOT DRONE HOVERS CLOSER TO HIM, APPENDAGES FORWARD LIKE GRASPING HANDS.

DOC TERROR:  DID YOU EVER READ THE STORY OF BR'ER RABBIT? 

[2].
MEDIUM SHOT;  DOC TERROR STANDS NAKED FACING US, STILL RUBBING A WRIST.  THE ROBOT DRONE HOVERS JUST BEHIND HIM ON THE LEFT, UNPACKING A BLACK CLOAK FROM ITS INNARDS.

DOC TERROR:  I THINK IT'S PARTICULARLY FITTING RIGHT NOW, DON'T YOU?

[3].
SAME AS PREVIOUS; DOC TERROR STANDS ARMS SPREAD SLIGHTLY OUT AND IN FRONT OF HIM.  THE ROBOT DRONE IS DRAPING THE HOODED BLACK CLOAK OVER HIS SHOULDERS AND ARMS.

DOC TERROR:  GOES TO SHOW YOU THAT SOME OF THE OLD TALES ARE STILL THE BEST.

[4].
MEDIUM SHOT; DOC TERROR ON THE LEFT, IN PROFILE TO WAIST.  HOOD DOWN, HE REACHES FOR ANOTHER SMALLER BLACK HOOD BEING OFFERED TO HIM BY THE ROBOT DRONE ON THE RIGHT.

DOC TERROR:  ALTHOUGH THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU SHOULDN'T TRY TO MAKE NEW AND BETTER ONES.

[5]. 
SAME AS PREVIOUS;  DOC TERROR, TURNED SLIGHTLY AWAY FROM US, SLIDES THE BLACK HOODED MASK OVER HIS HEAD.  WE CAN NOT SEE THE FRONT OF THE MASK.

PG 4
[1].
WIDE FULL SHOT OF DOC TERROR, ARMS SPREAD OUT, IN TRADEMARK BLACK DEATH CLOAK AND SKULL FACE MASK.  THE CLOAK BILLOWS AROUND HIM MENACINGLY ALIVE.

DOC TERROR:  HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

[2].
MEDIUM; 3/4 DOWN, CONTROL BOOTH.  WE FACE THE BACKS OF AGENTS ONE AND TWO, WHICH HAVEN'T MOVED FROM THEIR STARTING POSITIONS ON PAGE ONE.  WE CAN NOW SEE THE LARGE MONITORING SCREENS IN FRONT OF THEM ON WHCIH ARE NUMEROUS DIFFERENT ANGLED SHOTS OF DOC TERROR STRIDING FORWARD THROUGH DARKNESS.

DOC TERROR:  IT'S TIME I GOT BACK INTO THE REAL WORLD.

[3].
MEDIUM-CLOSE; THE AGENT'S BACKS ARE TO US. STANDING AGENT DOMINATES LEFT FOREGROUND, WE SEE ONLY THE FAR RIGHT SIDE OF SEATED AGENT'S BODY.  HIS RIGHT HAND SHAKES SPASMODICALLY.

SEATED AGENT:  P-PLEASE...DON'T..

[4].
EXTREME CLOSE UP; AGENT ONE'S IMPOSSIBLE GRIN. SWEAT TRICKLES DOWN HIS UPPER LIP ONTO HIS TEETH.  HIS GUM ALONG THE BOTTOM ROW ARE BLEEDING.

AGENT ONE:  DON'T MOVE.

PG 5
[1].
MEDIUM; FACING THE AGENTS, KIRBYESQUE COMPUTER WALL BEHIND THEM.  AGENT TWO (SEATED) HOLDS TIGHTLY TO THE SEAT OF THE CHAIR.  AGENT ONE PRESSES THE RAZOR BLADE TO TWO'S NECK, NOT ENOUGH TO PUNCTURE THE SKIN YET.

TWO:  F-FRANK..PLEASE.  DON'T DO THIS.  LET ME...

ONE:  I'VE ALREADY DIABLE ALL THE PROTOCOL'S SO IT WON'T DO YOU ANY GOOD TO SOUND AN ALERT.

[2].
SAME AS PREVIOIUS.

TWO:  W-WHY ARE YOU...?

ONE:  DOES IT MATTER?  WOULD IT MAKE IT ANY EASIER FOR YOU TO KNOW WHY?  WE BOTH KNOW HOW THIS IS GOING TO PLAY OUT.

[3].
SAME AS PREVIOUS.

TWO:  FRANK...PLEASE, I HAVE KIDS.  YOU'VE BEEN TO MY HOUSE.  THIS ISN'T...
ONE:  THIS ISN'T ABOUT YOU TED.  STOP TRYING TO RATIONALIZE AND JUST ACCEPT IT.

[4].
SAME AS PREVIOUS;  TWO HAS RELEASED HIS HOLD ON THE CHAIR, HIS ARMS HANG LIMPLY AT HIS SIDES.

TWO:  OH GOD...OH GOD, MILLIE...

[5].
SAME AS PREVIOUS.

ONE:  NOW YOU'RE GETTING IT.

[6].
MEDIUM-CLOSE ON; AGENT ONE.  WAIST UP.  STILL SMILING.  WE CAN ONLY SEE THE TOP OF AGENT TWO'S HELMET.

ONE:  IT'LL ALL BE OVER SOON.

PG 6
[1].
MEDIUM-WIDE;  THE AGENTS IN THE FOREGROUND, COMPUTER WALL NOW HAS AN OPEN DOORWAY IN WHICH DOC TERROR STANDS, ROBES FLOWING FORWARD.

DOC TERROR:  NOW, NOW.  YOU BOYS SHOULD PLAY NICE.

[2].
MEDIUM;  THE AGENTS REMAIN IN THEIR POSITIONS, DOC TERROR NOW STANDS DIRECTLY BEHIND AGENT ONE.

ONE:  THE ALARMS ARE ON AN INTERFERENCE LOOP.  IT'LL LAST FOR ANOTHER TEN MINUTES.

DOC TERROR:  THAT'S TIME ENOUGH.  THANK YOU FRANK.

[3].
MEDIUM-CLOSE; TWO/FRANK'S NECK. DOC TERROR'S HAND NOW HOLDS ONE/TED'S HAND AND RAZOR.  SWEAT TRICKLES ALONG THE BLADE.

DOC TERROR:  YOU KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO NOW?

[4].
CLOSE UP; TED'S HELMETED, STILL SMILING FACE.  DOC TERROR'S SKULL MASK HOVERS JUST BEHIND.

TED:  YES.  I KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NOW.

[5].
MEDIUM; DOC TERROR STRIDES DOWN A WHITE CERAMIC HALLWAY (ALA KUBRICK'S 2001 DESIGN), TOWARDS US.  FIVE FEET BEHIND IS AN OPEN DOORWAY, WE CAN SEE ENOUGH INTO THE DOORWAY TO RECOGNIZE SOME KIRBY COMPUTERS.

DOC TERROR:  HAHAHAHAHAHA!

[6].
MEDIUM; SAME AS PREVIOUS, MINUS DOC TERROR. WE SEE JUST THE HALL AND EMPTY DOORWAY.

CAPTION:  NEXT...DOC TERROR ESCAPES! 

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Doc Terror...1985!


This was Doc Terror's costume design from 1974 to the time of his capture in 1985.

Monday, April 26, 2010

AMERICAN JUSTICE COMICS 446 JULY 2010

The Interview
pt. 3

PG. 1
[1].
MID SHOT; DOC TERROR, OLD AND SCARRED, ARMS DOWN, LOOKING AT VIEWER.  BACKGROUND: BLACK

DOC TERROR:  IT WAS JANUARY OF 1939 WHEN EVERYTHING CHANGED FOR ME.  I'D BEEN CONTACTED BY A GERMAN OFFICER WHO EXPRESSED INTEREST IN SOME OF MY PSYCHOLOGICAL EXPERIMENTS AND WE AGREED TO MEET IN VIENNA.  THE MEETING WAS BORINGLY POLITICAL AND IT TOOK NO EFFORT TO SWAY THEM INTO FUNDING ME.  I TOOK UP RESIDENCE IN WALACHIA AND BEGAN MY RESEARCH INTO A FEILD OF STUDY I HAD NOT PREVIOUSLY PURSUED.  

[2].
MID SHOT; DOC TERROR; SCRATCHING HIS CHIN, HANDS MANACLED BY 'BLACK LINE'(THICK AT WRISTS BUT THIN CORD DROPS DOWN BEYOND BOTTOM OF PANEL).  BACKGROUND: BLACK

DOC TERROR:  THE OCCULT STUDIES I HAD DONE WERE CENTERED MAINLY ON SYMBOLISM AND PSYCHOLOGICAL ORIGINS OF HUMAN NEUROSIS.  I NEVER VENTURED BEYOND INTO THE MORE ESOTERIC STUDIES ON THE SUBJECT.  "MAGIC" DIDN'T INTEREST ME.  BUT MY EXPERIENCE OF LATE HAD JARRED ME IN SUCH A WAY AS TO MAKE ME SUSCEPTIBLE TO METAPHYSICAL BELIEFS.  BEING KILLED TWICE HAS A WAY OF DOING THAT TO YOU.

[3].
MID SHOT; DOC TERROR; HEAD DOWN, SHADOWS CAST ACROSS HIS CHEST.  BACKGROUND: BLACK

DOC TERROR:  WITH THE GERMANS BACKING ME, I TRAVELED WITH ARMED ESCORT TO MANY LIBRARIES AND UNIVERSITIES IN TURKEY AND EYGPT.  I ALSO VENTURED INTO DARKER PLACES, WHERE RUMOR AND LEGEND OFTEN MADE UNBELIEVABLE CLAIMS.  BUT NOT IN EVERY CASE.  THE BLACK SKULL I FOUND IN THE HILLS BEYOND CONSTANTIOPLE WAS VERY MUCH A THING THAT MODERN SCIENCE COULD NOT EXPLAIN.  

[4].
WIDE SHOT; 3/4 DOWN, DOC TERROR; STANDING, NAKED, HANDS AT SIDES.  ILLUMINATED BY TWO SPOTLIGHTS; ONE ABOVE (SOURCE UNSEEN), SECOND; FROM FLOATING ROBOT DRONE JUST AT THE EDGE OF THE CONE OF LIGHT.  ILLUMINATION FORMS A CONE OF SIX FEET AROUND DOC TERROR, REVEALING A GLOSSY DARK FLOOR AND A TWO FOOT TALL BLACK BLOCK, TO WHICH HIS MANACLES CONNECT VIA THE LONG THIN LINE.

DOC TERROR:  I TOOK IT AND A FEW OTHER OBJECTS I HAD ACQUIRED ON MY EXCURSIONS BACK TO THE CASTLE THE GERMANS HAD PROVIDED FOR ME, AND THERE I DID SOMETHING THAT MODERN SCIENCE HAD THEN DEEMED IMPOSSIBLE.  I RECALLED FROM THE VOID THE CONSCIOUSNESS OF A WARRIOR WHO HAD DIED NEARLY 700 YEARS BEFORE.  THE BLACK SKULL WAS MOUNTED IN A SUIT OF TEUTONIC ARMOR, FILLED WITH BLOOD, THAT HAD BEEN FASHIONED FROM STRANGE METEORIC FRAGMENTS.  THREE DAYS AFTER THE RITUAL THE ENDLESS KNIGHT AROSE.  THE FIRST OF MANY SUCH ABOMINATIONS I WOULD BE RESPONSIBLE FOR.

PG.2 
[1].
LONG SHOT-INT. CASTLE HALLWAY, LOTS OF COBWEBS AND 14TH CENTURY TRAPPINGS (TAPESTRIES AND SUCH) IN THE BACKGROUND.  FOREGROUND; THE UNSPECIFIC SILHOUETTE OF A FIGURE, LIT FROM A CANDLE HELD IN FRONT WHICH WE CAN NOT SEE, THE CANDLE CREATES 'MOODY' SHADOWS ON THE WALLS AND FLOOR.

CAP A:  THE HIDDEN CASTLE OF BASARAB, 1939

[2].
MID SHOT; 3/4 DOWN, SHADOWY FIGURE DESCENDS A LOOOOOONG STONE STAIRCASE, STILL CARRYING CANDLE.  MORE STRANGE SHADOWS ARE CAST UPON THE WALL.  

[3].
WIDE SHOT; INT. CASTLE MASSIVE DUNGEON ROOM.  THE ROOM IS 15 TO 20 FEET TALL AND EXTENDS BACK INTO DARKNESS.  ON THE FAR RIGHT IS A MASSIVE SUPERCONDUCTOR IN THE MIDST OF CONSTRUCTION.  WIRING TRAILS FROM THE MACHINE IN NEARLY EVERY DIRECTION BUT A LARGE GROUP OF THEM CONNECT LEFT TO A NODULE 7' TALL.  UNIFORMED GERMANS SOLDIERS WORK CONSTRUCTION ON THE SUPERCONDUCTOR, A FEW HAVE WANDERED OVER TO THE TORTURE DEVICES SHOVED UP AGAINST THE WALLS OF THE DUNGEON, ON THE LEFT.  THE GERMANS STUDYING THE DEVICES SMILE AND PLAY ACT (IT'S ALL A GAME TO THEM).  THE SHADOWY FIGURE CAN NOW BE CLEARLY IDENTIFIED AS A GERMAN OFFICER, SMART BLACK UNIFORM, "S.S." DEATH-HEAD APPARENT ON HIS CAP, ENTERING BOTTOM LEFT OF PANEL.

COL. VON VORN:  ACHTUNG!

PG.3
[1].
LONG SHOT;  BACKGROUND, BLACK SHADOW.  MIDGROUND; GERMAN SOLDIERS; AT ATTENTION, SOME APPEAR FRIGHTENED, ONE ON THE FAR LEFT IS STILL ATTACHED TO A LOCKABLE COLLAR AND ROD DEVICE, HE LOOKS FRIGHTENED OF THE COLONEL.  FOREGROUND; COL. VON VORN STALKS DOWN THE LINE OF SOLDIERS, NOT HAPPY.

COL. VON VORN:  YOU MEN WERE CHOSEN FOR YOUR PROFESSIONALISM!  A CUT ABOVE THE REGULAR SOLDIER.  AND I FIND YOU  PLAYING ABOUT?  IS THIS HOW GERMANS BEHAVE?  IS THIS HOW SERIOUSLY WE TAKE ON THE ROLE OF GUIDING HUMANITY BACK FROM ITS SLINK INTO DEPRAVITY?  WE ARE HERE FOR A PURPOSE!

[2].
MEDIUM SHOT; COL. VON VORT HOLDS UP THE ROD CONNECTED TO THE SOLDIER WITH THE COLLAR.  THE SOLDIER GRASPS THE COLLAR, AND APPEARS TO BE CHOKING.  THE SOLDIERS IN LINE LOOK STRAIGHT AHEAD, NOT ACKNOWLEDGING WHAT THE COLONEL IS DOING.

COL. VON VORN:  AND THAT PURPOSE IS NOT TO BE PLAYING AROUND WITH THESE..."ANTIQUES"!

SOLDIER:  ULP!
[3].
MEDIUM SHOT;  COL. VON VORN HAS PINNED THE SOLDIER TO THE FLOOR.  THE SOLDIER IS ON HIS KNEES, HIS FACE PRESSED PAINFULLY AGAINST THE SLIMY STONE FLOOR.  A SINISTER SMILE STRETCHES ACROSS THE COLONEL'S FACE.

COL. VON VORN:  IF YOU DON'T RESPECT THE WORK WE ARE DOING YOU CAN ALWAYS BE SENT BACK TO THE FRONT?  IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?

SOLDIER:  HURK!

[4].
LONG SHOT; FOREGROUND; CLOSE; COL. VON VORN'S HEAD LOOKING DOWN SMILING VICIOUSLY.  MID GROUND; MEDIUM ON LINE OF SOLDIERS LOOKING AT COL. VON VORN IN SHOCK AND AWE.  BACKGROUND; DOC TERROR'S MASK FLOATING IN A FEILD OF BLACK JUST ABOVE THE LINE OF SOLDIERS.

DOC TERROR:  THE MEN WERE MERLY DOING AS I INSTRUCTED THEM COLONEL.

SOLDIER (OFF-PANEL): ACKH!
PG.4
[1].
CLOSE; COL. VON VORN TURNING QUICKLY. SURPRISE ON HIS FACE.

COL. VON VORN:  YOU!

[2].
MEDIUM; FOREGROUND; COL. VON VORN PUSHES THROUGH THE LINE OF SOLDIERS TOWARD THE EXPOSED FIGURE OF DOC TERROR.  

COL. VON VORN:  YOU DO NOT HAVE AUTHORITY OVER THESE MEN. I AM THERE COMMANDANT AND I WILL GIVE THEM THEIR ORDERS!  YOU ARE MERLY STAFF AS FAR AS THE ESCHELON IS CONCERNED.  THESE MEN HAVE STANDARDS OF DISCIPLINE THAT MUST BE UPHELD...

[3].
MEDIUM; COL. VON VORN LEANING IN TO YELL AT THE UNYIELDING PRESENCE OF DOC TERROR.

COL. VON VORN:  AND I WILL NOT HAVE THEM 'PLAYING' ABOUT!  OUR ASSIGNMENT IS TO AID YOU IN THE CONSTRUCTION OF THIS "DEVICE" OF YOURS AND TO PROVIDE DEFENSE OF THIS FORTRESS, IF NECESSARY.  I JUST RETURNED FROM CHECKING ON THE PERIMETER AND I FIND THAT ALL THE GUARDS HAVE LEFT THEIR POSTS AND THE REST DOWN HERE ACTING THE SWINEHUND!  THEY ARE GERMAN SOLDIERS AND SHOULD BE TREATED AS SUCH!  

[4].
CLOSE;  THE FACE OF DOC TERROR.

DOC TERROR:  OH, I COULDN'T AGREE MORE COLONEL.  I COULDN'T AGREE MORE.

[5].
MEDIUM; EXTREME FOREGROUND; COL. VON VORT'S HEAD & SHOULDER SHOT.  FOREGROUND; DOC TERROR STANDS PROUD AND MENACINGLY. MIDGROUND; THE FORM OF THE ENDLESS KNIGHT STEPS FROM THE SHADOWS (LOWER HALF OF BODY STILL IN SHADOW), EYES GLOWING RED, 8' TALL, HOLDING A BIG, NASTY LOOKING SWORD.  BACKGROUND;  BLACK SHAPES THAT APPEAR HUNCHED, BLEND INTO THE DARKNESS. 

DOC TERROR:  YOU SEE I REALLY HAVE NO FURTHER NEED OF 'YOUR' MEN.  OR YOU FOR THAT MATTER.  ALTHOUGH  YOU CAN DO ONE LAST THING FOR ME...

COL. VON VORT:  W..WHAT?

PG.5
[1].

WIDE SHOT; ENTIRE DUNGEON, 3/4 DOWN BUT CLOSE ENOUGH TO SEE DETAIL OF;  MASSACRE.  FROM THE SHADOWS POUR UNDEAD ZOMBIES OF ALL SHAPES, SIZES AND MUTILATED AFFECTATIONS, SOME HAVE ANIMAL HEADS GRAFTED ONTO BODIES WITH MACHINE PARTS (SOMETHING OUT OF A BOSCH PAINTING)  THE ZOMBIES ARE ATTACKING AND DEVOURING THE SOLDIERS.  THIS ACTION RINGS THE CENTER OF THE PAGE WHICH IS TAKEN UP BY THE ENDLESS KNIGHT CLEAVING COL. VON VORT IN HALF.  THE COLONEL LOOKS SURPRISED TO SEE HIS INNARDS SPILL OUT OF HIM, MAYBE HE TRIES TO CATCH THEM AS THEY FALL.  DOC TERROR STANDS AT THE EDGE OF SHADOW (TOP OF PAGE) CURLING HIS HANDS EVIL VILLAIN STYLE.  BLOOD AND GUTS FILL THE PAGE!

CAP A:  TO BE CONTINUED...


 

Saturday, April 24, 2010

AMERICAN JUSTICE 445 JUNE 2010


THE INTERVIEW  PT. 2


PG 1 (ENTIRE PAGE IN GOLDEN AGE ART STYLE) 

[1].
FOREGROUND:  LONG:  TWO THUGS DUMP GREEN CHEMICALS OUT OF A BARREL, OFF A PIER, INTO A BAY.  BEHIND THEM HOVERS THE SHADOWY FIGURE OF DOC TERROR.

CAP A:  IN 1938 I ATTEMPTED TO POISON PERSONVILLE'S WATER SUPPLY.

[2].
LONG:  TOM JEFFERSON SHOOTING OUT THE WHEELS OF A TRUCK SPEEDING AWAY FROM HIM.

CAP A:  TOM JEFFERSON, THE DARING "DETECTIVE", INTERFERED.

[3].
LONG:  TRUCK; CRASHED, ON FIRE.  DOC TERROR MASK AND CLOAK JUST OUTSIDE OF FLAME BUT CLEARLY SCORCHED, LAYING IN FOREGROUND.

CAP A:  THAT WAS THE FIRST TIME I DIED.

[4].
LONG:  SILHOUETTE OF DOC TERROR RUNNING AWAY DOWN A DARKENED ALLEY.  

CAP A:  BUT I FOUND DEATH A RATHER EASY THING TO ESCAPE FROM.

PG 2

[1].
MEDIUM ON RANDOLPH OLIVER RYAN; HEALTHY 70'S, LONG GRAY HAIR AND BEARD OBSCURE FACE. MOUTH IS CLEARLY OPEN IN SPEECH.  BARE CHESTED WITH SCARS AND BULLET WOUNDS. A SINGLE STREAM OF LIGHT ILLUMINATES HIM FROM ABOVE.  BACKGROUND:  BLACK

R:  IT WAS SHORTLY AFTER THAT I FOLLOWED THROUGH ON AN IDEA I HAPPENED UPON IN THE WORKS OF DOCTOR FREUD.  BUT ONCE AGAIN TOM JEFFERSON PROVED TO BE A CAPABLE ADVERSARY.

[2].
MEDIUM; R; SITING, LOOKING AT VEIWER, MOUTH OBSCURED BY BEARD. 
 
[3].
SAME AS PREVIOUS.

RANDOLPH:  TOM JEFFERSON.

[4].
(GOLDEN AGE STYLE) WIDE ON A T-SHIRTED TOM JEFFERSON; STANDING! AND BREAKING ROPES ACROSS HIS CHEST, A WOODEN CHAIR SPLINTERING BEHIND HIM.  BACKGROUND:  ACTION EXPLOSION LINES!

CAP A:  IT'S LITTLE WONDER THAT MAN BECAME PRESIDENT DURING THE SEVENTIES.  HE WAS AN OBSTINATE MAN.  A TRUE ADVENTURER.  I PUT ALL MY HOPES INTO NIXON.  I COULD'VE ACCOMPLISHED MUCH IF HE'D BEEN IN OFFICE.  BUT ONCE AGAIN TOM JEFFERSON THWARTED MY DESIGNS.  I WAS HAPPY WHEN HE WAS ASSASSINATED.  BUT NOW...

PG 3

[1].
MEDIUM ON R; LOOKING TO RIGHT OF PANEL.

[2].
MEDIUM ON RANDOLPH;  LOOKING TOWARD VEIWER.

R:  BUT I SUPPOSE BEING SHOT IN THE BACK IS SOMEWHAT SYMBOLIC.  IF HE'D SEEN IT COMING HE MIGHT'VE BEEN ABLE TO STOP IT.  
[3].
MEDIUM ON R.  LOOKING SLIGHTLY DOWN.

R:  WHAT A GIFT HE HAD.  THOUGH HE COULD BE A REAL JACKASS SOMETIMES.

[4].
MEDIUM ON R.  LOOKING UP INTO THE LIGHT.

R:  IS HIS KID STILL IN POLITICS?

PG 4.

[1].
MEDIUM ON R.  LOOKING UP INTO THE LIGHT.

[2].
SAME AS PREVIOUS.

[3].
SAME.

[4].
MEDIUM ON R.  LOOKING TOWARD VIEWER. THE GHOST OF SMILE FROM HIS BEARD.

R:  I SEE.

PG 5.

[1].
MEDIUM ON INTERIOR MONITORING CHAMBER.  INTERVIEWER 1 IN EXTREME FOREGROUND FILLING UP A MUG WITH COFFEE.  INTERVIEWER 2 IN BACKGROUND ADJUSTING DIODES ON MONITORS SURROUNDING HIM.  

INTERVIEWER 2:  NOW THAT STUFF JUST CREEPS ME OUT.

[2].
SAME AS PREVIOUS; 1 PUTS DOWN POT OF COFFEE.  2 ADJUSTS DIFFERENT DIODES.

1:  WHAT'S THAT?

2:  HOW CALM HE IS ABOUT BEING TOTALLY CRAZY.

[3].
MEDIUM; 1 WALKS TO HIS EMPTY SEAT NEXT TO 2.  2 LOOKS UP TOWARDS HIM.  

1:  DIDN'T I TELL YOU.

2:  STILL I THOUGHT IT WOULD SHOW MORE.  HE SEEMS ALMOST...NORMAL.

[4].
MEDIUM; 1 SITS.  2 LOOKS OVER AT 1.

1:  DON'T LET THAT FOOL YOU.  HE'S A MASTERMIND.  AND A PSYCHOLOGIST.

[5].
MEDIUM; 1 KONKING HIS HELMET.  2 LOOKS ON.

1:  WITHOUT THESE THEY WOULDN'T EVEN LET US LISTEN TO HIM.  

2:  I HEARD THAT BEFORE THEY PUT HIM IN D.L.D.* HIS MOUTH  WAS TAPED SHUT AND HE WAS FED BY I.V FOR FIVE YEARS.  

CAP A:  *DEEP LOCK DOWN-YER EDITORS.
[6].
MEDIUM;  1 DRINKING FROM HIS MUG.  2 ADJUSTING HIS HELMET. 

1:  THEY SAY HE USED TO BE ABLE TO DO THIS HYPNOTIC THING WITH HIS VOICE.  SUPPOSEDLY NOT ANY MORE, BUT THEY AREN'T TAKING ANY CHANCES.

2:  GLAD TO HEAR THAT.

[7].
MEDIUM; 1 CHECKING HIS MONITORS.  2 DOING THE SAME.  

[8].
MEDIUM; 1 LOOKING TOWARD 2.  2 ADJUSTING DIODES.

2:  SO DID YOU CATCH LAST NIGHT'S DEXTER? 

[9].
MEDIUM; 1 TURNING DIODES. 2 DOING THE SAME.

1:  NO.  I WAS READING.

PG 6

[1].
LONG ON R, ILLUMINATED FROM ABOVE.  

CAP A:  REALLY?  YOU DON'T LIKE TELEVISION?

CAP B:  T.V'S FINE.  I JUST PREFER TO READ.

[2].
CLOSER ON R, STILL FULL FIGURE, DETAILS OF BODY SCARS CAN BE SEEN.

CAP A:  WHAT WERE YOU READING?

CAP B:  A BOOK.

[3].
MEDIUM ON R. SCRATCHING HIS CHEST WOUND.

CAP A:  WHAT BOOK, SMART-ASS?

CAP B:  THE INVISIBLE MAN, BY H.G. WELLS.

{4}.
MEDIUM ON R. FACING VIEWER. JUST SITTING.

CAP A:  I SEE.

CAP B:  WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN.
[5].
SAME AS PREVIOUS.

CAP A:  NOTHING.  NOTHING.   I GUESS YOU DON'T LIKE SCARY THINGS.

CAP B: HAVE YOU EVER READ THE INVISIBLE MAN?

[6].
SAME.

CAP A:  HAVE YOU EVER SEEN DEXTER?

[7].
SAME.

[8].
MEDIUM ON R, LEANING IN TOWARD VEIWER.

R:  I CAN TELL YOU A SCARY STORY, IF YOU REALLY WANT TO HEAR IT?

CAP A:  TO BE CONTINUED...