INT. CENTRAL CITY – SECURITY SECTOR – MORNING SHIFT START
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[Industrial alarm blares. The light in Jason’s “apartment” flickers on. It’s a concrete cube with wires hanging like bad art. A poster reads: “STAY CHARGED. STAY VIGILANT. STAY LEGALLY OPERATIONAL.”]
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[Jason stands in a power-charging pod. Sparks buzz as he finishes booting up.]
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JASON
(yawning voice)
“Great. Another beautiful day in paradise. Nothing like waking up to the sound of existential duty and fire hazards.”
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[He steps out. Right hand flickers and glitches slightly before reforming into a finger.]
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JASON
(to his hand)
“You done with your little identity crisis?”
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[The room has a shelf full of spare parts, an emergency battery bar labeled “NOW WITH 12% LESS LEAD,” and a cracked mirror where Jason mockingly checks his reflection.]
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JASON
“Looking good, champ. Shiny, unappreciated, and still not fired. Somehow.”
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INT. SECURITY HQ – ARMORY FLOOR
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[Rows of Security bots line up for daily assignments. Jason leans casually against the wall, ignoring the group stretch protocol. Nearby bots whisper and glance at him.]
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LABOR BOT #1 (whispering)
“Is that the Gearman unit? He eats Purifications.”
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LABOR BOT #2
“Shouldn’t he be, like... chained up or something?”
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JASON
(loudly)
“I’m sorry, were you talking to me or just malfunctioning publicly?”
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[The whisperers freeze. Jason smirks. A supervisor bot, bulky and boxy, stomps over with a clipboard screen.]
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SUPERVISOR BOT
“Gearman. You’ve got Wall Duty again. Purification sightings went up overnight. We need sarcasm and violence.”
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JASON
“Lucky for you, those are my top two skills.”
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[He takes his mission chip and plugs it into his arm. His HUD lights up with route data, target profiles, and a coffee coupon that expired 143 years ago.]
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INT. SECURITY LOCKER ROOM – MOMENTS LATER
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[Jason gears up. His axe locks onto his back magnetically. He glances at a memorial wall covered in names of fallen Security bots. Some crossed out. Some just melted into the wall.]
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JASON
(muttering)
“Rest in pieces, guys. Hopefully today I don’t join the wallpaper.”
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[He exits through the heavy metal doors, out into the cold, windswept outer patrol path.]
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EXT. OUTER WALL – CENTRAL CITY – CONTINUOUS
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[Jason walks along the massive perimeter wall. Snow hisses in the wind. Distant mechanical howls echo beyond the fog. On the horizon, shadows—Purification bots—move like ghosts.]
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JASON (V.O.)
“People think Security bots are all brute force and bad aim. But here’s the thing—we see everything. The fear. The silence. The judgment. The oil stains no one wants to talk about.”
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[He pauses at a scanner checkpoint, watching the city glow behind him through the shield dome.]
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JASON
(flatly)
“Another quiet morning. Hate those. Means something loud’s coming.”
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