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dearest friend.
    Victoria closes her eyes.
    ADAM
    I spent only a few days with my father, but I have
the honor of knowing him profoundly. Martin was unique. The ideals
he fought for, the experiences he gained in many struggles, are all
inside me, as well as his memories and emotions.
    While he is speaking, he transmits his father's
experiences to those present: a few flashbacks revealing Wing's
charism and ideals.
    ADAM
    I want to share this treasure with you.
    The followers strike up a SAD MELODY, while the light
in the cave increases.
    An immense cavity crossed by a forest of stalactites
and stalagmites, appears.
    THE TINKLING of the drops from the vault mixes with
THE SINGING.
    SILENCE falls.
    A vortex of light bursts out of the corpse, then
vanishes.
    One after the other, each participant undergoes the
same metamorphosis.
    Finally the cave is swallowed by the darkness.
    EXT. earth army headquarters entrance -- EVENING
    General Marcus RAND (human, 40 years old) goes out of
the headquarters. In his visual field appears his virtual
SECRETARY.
    SECRETARY
    The meeting with the President of the Confederation
is fixed for tomorrow at 9.
    RAND
    Send me the report on the new technologies.
    He gets into the ovoid waiting in front of the
entrance.
    rand
    To the 7th Tower.
    The aircraft gains height, threading its way through
thousands of vehicles crowding the aerial motorways.
    It shoots into a corridor between two rows of
skyscrapers, whose wavy forms are reflected on glass surfaces of
others.
    Below, wide streets and squares adorned with arches
and architectural barriers.
    From time to time, multicolored walls and green spots
hiding the entrances to the underground town.
    The ovoid flies over a park, where evergreen gardens
and sheets of water alternate, then heads for a group of buildings
silhouetted against the blazing red sky.
    It lands on a terrace projecting from a tower. The
officer enters the restaurant.
    INT. earth RESTAURANT -- CONTINUOUS
    The head waiter takes him to table 514, from which
can be enjoyed the magnificent sight of the setting sun gilding
over the snow capped mountains.
    A melody spreads from a corner. The artist, a man in
his early thirties, his deft fingers gliding over the keyboard of a
piano.
    A young woman with red hair comes up to him.
    EVE
    May I sit at your table?
    RAND
    staring at her green eyes
    Have we met before?
    EVE
    Long ago. You can verify it from my identification
code.
    A black miniskirt and a silk blouse emphasize Eve's
sinewy build.
    Her hair adorned with light threads is gathered into
a ponytail behind her thin neck.
    She smiles, while transmitting the file to the man's
neural chip.
    RAND
    Eve, what a pleasure to see you again! I wondered
many times where you got to. Congratulations, your gynoid is
charming.
    He stands up, draws a chair to him and invites her to
sit.
    EVE
    Gallant, as ever.
    They chat. No voices heard. Then they go hand in hand
to the dance floor.
    She puts her arms round his neck, while the man
seizes her by the waist.
    They begin a slow dance. Eve rests her head on his
shoulder.
    EVE
    Marcus, I am grateful to you for having identified
the real culprits.
    RAND
    I have never doubted your innocence. But you have
come here not only to see me... What can I do for you?
    EVE
    A few members of our community are preparing a
terrorist attack.
    The officer stops dancing, while the woman
straightens herself, grabbing him tightly.
    EVE
    I need a team of combat androids.
    The two stand still in the middle of the floor.
    RAND
    This kind of work is no concern of yours. Tell me all
details, instead.
    EVE
    You don't understand. I want to solve the problem by
myself. If you accept, I will keep you informed; otherwise I will
not reveal anything else.
    RAND
    I am sure you are the most qualified person for this
kind of work...
    EVE
    So what?
    RAND
    But you cannot dictate your terms. Security is
hunting you. They are convinced you and your boss are the
instigators of a series of homicides.