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woodfaceSomeone on RvB posted what used to be the original script for the opening of the miniseries. Either my English was impaired when I was viewing this or this thing actually gives us more insight into the Twelve Colonies than the final version ever did.
SUPER: The Cylons were created by Man.
EXT. SPACE - ARMISTICE STATION
A tiny SPACE STATION hangs in the deep void.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: They were the product of a desire to make life easier on the planet Kobol.
EXT. SPACE - ARMISTICE STATION
A small COLONIAL TRANSPORT glides into frame and toward a docking with the station. There are no other ships or planets visible.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: At first, they were simple robots. Toys. Conversation pieces at parties for the rich and trendy.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
A simple, spare room of steel. Two doors on opposite sides. One metal table in the center. A MAN dressed in a Colonial lieutenant's uniform ENTERS from one door, carrying a briefcase. The Lieutenant sits in one of only two chairs in the room -- one cushioned, one bare metal. A table sits between them. Sitting on the table is what looks like a gooseneck lamp topped by a single RED LIGHT that oscillates back and forth, passively "watching" everything in the room.
He opens his briefcase and takes out a few personal items -- a PICTURE FRAME of his WIFE, a book, some official paperwork. Sets them on the table. Looks like he's going to be here a while. The Lieutenant glances up at the door across from him. It remains closed. He picks up the book, sighs and begins to read.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: The Cylons became more advanced. Began to work the mines. Do the hard and dangerous work Man no longer wished to do.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
Hours later. The Lieutenant is packing up his briefcase. He leaves through the same door whence he entered, passing by a Colonial FLAG, which is the only decoration in the room.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: And when the people of the Twelve Colonies of Kobol decided to war against each other, the Cylons began to do their fighting and killing for them too.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
The same Man ENTERS the same room, but now he's OLDER, wearing the rank of Captain. He opens his briefcase, takes out some personal items including a NEW framed photo of an OLDER wife. Nothing's changed in the room. The gooseneck with the red light still sits there on the table. The Captain sits in the chair, begins to do some paperwork -- which includes some diagrams and photos of the original mechanistic Cylons.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: The Cylons were the greatest soldiers the planet had ever seen. Smart. Fast. Deadly. They made decisions without waiting for orders.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
The Captain is now a Major. Some grey in his hair. The picture on the table is that of an older wife holding a BABY. Still no one else in the room. The Major is idly waving a finger in front of the oscillating RED LIGHT, following it back and forth, back and forth...
FADE OUT.
SUPER: And then the day came when the Cylons decided to kill their masters.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
The Major is now a Lt. Colonel. More grey in the hair. The photo now shows his wife and THREE YEAR OLD BOY. The Lt. Colonel is doing some kind of word puzzle, his feet on the table.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: The Twelve Colonies rallied together for the first time in centuries. Betrayed by their own technology, they fought the Cylons with weapons that didn't rely on computers.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
The Lt. Colonel is now a full Colonel. The Wife's photo is now in a separate frame, with a black border. The BOY has his own photo and is SIX YEARS OLD. The Colonel is stretching his aching back. The red light is still there.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: After a long and bloody struggle, the war finally ended. An armistice was declared. The Cylons left Kobol for another world to call their own.
EXT. SPACE - ARMISTICE STATION
The Transport is docked at the station.
SUPER: A remote space station was built where Cylon and Human could meet and maintain diplomatic relations. Every month, the Colonials send an officer.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
The Colonel leans way back in his chair, is about to nod off.
SUPER: The Cylons send no one. No one has seen or heard from the Cylons in over forty
years.
Suddenly the door in the room OPENS.
The Colonel lurches forward in shock -- what the hell? Then his jaw drops when TWO CYLONS ENTER. Chrome metal bodies, red eyes tracking back and forth. Similar to the 1970s version of the Cylon warriors, but sleeker, more advanced, and more fluid in their movements. They take a couple steps into the room and then stop. They stand there like silent deadly sentinels, making no move for their weapons.
Silence. The Colonel remains at the desk, surprised, but trying to be professional.
Then another shock. The Cylons step aside and a beautiful WOMAN ENTERS. She looks to be in her twenties, with long flowing raven-black hair, drop-dead looks and a perfect body. Her every move, every gesture is smooth and precise. Her eyes are keenly intelligent. She sits down across from the shocked Colonel and favors him with a coquettish smile.
He blinks in surprise, smiles back.
She reaches across the small table, softly cups his chin, brings it to her and kisses him gently, tenderly. She breaks the kiss, looks into his eyes.
WOMAN
Are you alive?
COLONEL
Yes...
WOMAN
Prove it.
He's totally flummoxed. Doesn't know what to make of this. But she is devastatingly beautiful, and when she pulls him into a deeper and more sensual embrace, he doesn't resist. Her hands slip into his shirt, his pants. His fingers fumble with her clothes. Her face drifts over his shoulder and we look into her eyes. She smiles a secret smile to herself.
EXT. SPACE - ARMISTICE STATION
The Colonel's Colonial Transport EXPLODES.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
The Colonel hears the explosion, tries to pull away, but she is far stronger than he is. She holds him tight. Then too tight. He has a moment of horrifying realization -- then she smiles a sweet sad smile once more. The metal Cylons stand there impassively, silently. Red eyes moving back and forth...
The entire room EXPLODES around them.
EXT. SPACE - ARMISTICE STATION
Conclusion: 40 years ago the Colonies were trying to kill each other. The quorum of twelve is therefor a recent experiment and probably still very flawed.
On another note. I want Kara/Helo and Kara/Anders icons.
ETA: I also was meaning to ask; What happened to her jacket?
SUPER: The Cylons were created by Man.
EXT. SPACE - ARMISTICE STATION
A tiny SPACE STATION hangs in the deep void.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: They were the product of a desire to make life easier on the planet Kobol.
EXT. SPACE - ARMISTICE STATION
A small COLONIAL TRANSPORT glides into frame and toward a docking with the station. There are no other ships or planets visible.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: At first, they were simple robots. Toys. Conversation pieces at parties for the rich and trendy.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
A simple, spare room of steel. Two doors on opposite sides. One metal table in the center. A MAN dressed in a Colonial lieutenant's uniform ENTERS from one door, carrying a briefcase. The Lieutenant sits in one of only two chairs in the room -- one cushioned, one bare metal. A table sits between them. Sitting on the table is what looks like a gooseneck lamp topped by a single RED LIGHT that oscillates back and forth, passively "watching" everything in the room.
He opens his briefcase and takes out a few personal items -- a PICTURE FRAME of his WIFE, a book, some official paperwork. Sets them on the table. Looks like he's going to be here a while. The Lieutenant glances up at the door across from him. It remains closed. He picks up the book, sighs and begins to read.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: The Cylons became more advanced. Began to work the mines. Do the hard and dangerous work Man no longer wished to do.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
Hours later. The Lieutenant is packing up his briefcase. He leaves through the same door whence he entered, passing by a Colonial FLAG, which is the only decoration in the room.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: And when the people of the Twelve Colonies of Kobol decided to war against each other, the Cylons began to do their fighting and killing for them too.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
The same Man ENTERS the same room, but now he's OLDER, wearing the rank of Captain. He opens his briefcase, takes out some personal items including a NEW framed photo of an OLDER wife. Nothing's changed in the room. The gooseneck with the red light still sits there on the table. The Captain sits in the chair, begins to do some paperwork -- which includes some diagrams and photos of the original mechanistic Cylons.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: The Cylons were the greatest soldiers the planet had ever seen. Smart. Fast. Deadly. They made decisions without waiting for orders.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
The Captain is now a Major. Some grey in his hair. The picture on the table is that of an older wife holding a BABY. Still no one else in the room. The Major is idly waving a finger in front of the oscillating RED LIGHT, following it back and forth, back and forth...
FADE OUT.
SUPER: And then the day came when the Cylons decided to kill their masters.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
The Major is now a Lt. Colonel. More grey in the hair. The photo now shows his wife and THREE YEAR OLD BOY. The Lt. Colonel is doing some kind of word puzzle, his feet on the table.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: The Twelve Colonies rallied together for the first time in centuries. Betrayed by their own technology, they fought the Cylons with weapons that didn't rely on computers.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
The Lt. Colonel is now a full Colonel. The Wife's photo is now in a separate frame, with a black border. The BOY has his own photo and is SIX YEARS OLD. The Colonel is stretching his aching back. The red light is still there.
FADE OUT.
SUPER: After a long and bloody struggle, the war finally ended. An armistice was declared. The Cylons left Kobol for another world to call their own.
EXT. SPACE - ARMISTICE STATION
The Transport is docked at the station.
SUPER: A remote space station was built where Cylon and Human could meet and maintain diplomatic relations. Every month, the Colonials send an officer.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
The Colonel leans way back in his chair, is about to nod off.
SUPER: The Cylons send no one. No one has seen or heard from the Cylons in over forty
years.
Suddenly the door in the room OPENS.
The Colonel lurches forward in shock -- what the hell? Then his jaw drops when TWO CYLONS ENTER. Chrome metal bodies, red eyes tracking back and forth. Similar to the 1970s version of the Cylon warriors, but sleeker, more advanced, and more fluid in their movements. They take a couple steps into the room and then stop. They stand there like silent deadly sentinels, making no move for their weapons.
Silence. The Colonel remains at the desk, surprised, but trying to be professional.
Then another shock. The Cylons step aside and a beautiful WOMAN ENTERS. She looks to be in her twenties, with long flowing raven-black hair, drop-dead looks and a perfect body. Her every move, every gesture is smooth and precise. Her eyes are keenly intelligent. She sits down across from the shocked Colonel and favors him with a coquettish smile.
He blinks in surprise, smiles back.
She reaches across the small table, softly cups his chin, brings it to her and kisses him gently, tenderly. She breaks the kiss, looks into his eyes.
WOMAN
Are you alive?
COLONEL
Yes...
WOMAN
Prove it.
He's totally flummoxed. Doesn't know what to make of this. But she is devastatingly beautiful, and when she pulls him into a deeper and more sensual embrace, he doesn't resist. Her hands slip into his shirt, his pants. His fingers fumble with her clothes. Her face drifts over his shoulder and we look into her eyes. She smiles a secret smile to herself.
EXT. SPACE - ARMISTICE STATION
The Colonel's Colonial Transport EXPLODES.
INT. ARMISTICE STATION
The Colonel hears the explosion, tries to pull away, but she is far stronger than he is. She holds him tight. Then too tight. He has a moment of horrifying realization -- then she smiles a sweet sad smile once more. The metal Cylons stand there impassively, silently. Red eyes moving back and forth...
The entire room EXPLODES around them.
EXT. SPACE - ARMISTICE STATION
Conclusion: 40 years ago the Colonies were trying to kill each other. The quorum of twelve is therefor a recent experiment and probably still very flawed.
On another note. I want Kara/Helo and Kara/Anders icons.
ETA: I also was meaning to ask; What happened to her jacket?
