MOVIE:YARDSALE (timeline) Night..it’s dark and stormy. Clint, with cat snoozing in his lap, ‘drops out of it’ while working on the rough-cut for his latest movie he’s working on on this really great laptop. Cat looks at him. His golden retriever notices a problem, mashes the button on his LIFE-ALERT bracelet. Paramed’s appear and rush him to ER. Pets look out window as they go. Begin a terribly complicated surgical procedure with masks, lots of sweat, scopes, electronics, and all the drama. Clint flatlines. Dies. Heads for the ‘Hereafter’ (going through the roof/heliport, and out past all the visual bells&whistles of planetary wonders, lights and spiritual stuff), diverts to hell (at a fork in the road). CLINT: Jesus Christ! God is advised by two angels of the situation. Clint is detained, lifted up, and brought before God (we never see God, of course, but his voice sounds a lot like Sean Connery’s; although it’s Tome Jones’s in actuality). God-TV has all Clint’s Film&TV work running on sets stacked side by side, up and down. Hundreds of them. They have a discussion, make a deal. Clint gets another chance to go back, try it his way (without Jesus, make it to heaven, just being the great guy he is, see if it works). God gives him the keys to the BUICK and he drives down through space back into the second heaven, past bad angel road-crews working in concert with bad angel bicyclist-activists having their event getting in the way of space-traffic while raising awareness of some pet issue they got about everybody getting their pronouns right, and all of the rest, and Clint mows them all over the cosmos sideswiping them with the BUICK..behind a 455 c.i. big block (synth soundtrack with that, r-a-d synth). Spirit-Clint drops out of the air, back at the hospital, rolls it up, parks, and goes back in his body on the 23rd floor..sits up in front of the doctors, quickly dresses, walks out, and drives away; the doctors look at his guts laying in the can marked BIO-HAZARD and they fade to nothing..nothing there (including the brain). Meanwhile, back at the politics, Traficant is all set to have a bad day. Clock says 4:AM he makes coffee, looks at the news about him going to/getting out of prison, goes upstairs into a hall in the farmhouse and looks in on his wife; and then his daughter, sleeping sweetly. He goes out under the stars into the barn, there’s piles of TRAFICANT FOR PRESIDENT posters left undisbursed lying on haystacks. He feeds the horses and cows, pets them, and goes out to some tractor work in the fields; and gets ‘whacked’ at just after sunrise by a global black op’s team silently arriving in their black helicopters (the ‘Traf-man’ is emblematic of that one-of-a-kind, never-give-it-up, tell-it-like-it-is, man-of-the-people maverick politician who everybody in dc hates so they have no choice but get rid of him, he’s the wrench in the gears of their commerce). Clint sitting at the counter having a cup of coffee with white toast, hash browns, and eggs in a truck-stop cafe. On the wall TV, Brian Lamb@Washington Journal reports Traficant’s ‘accident’ involving a tractor..he’s on life support, not much hope he’ll come out of it; and congress’s reaction, then back to business. Some trucker comments, “Hell, that weren’t no accident.” Clint goes outside and sees this big rig cabover parked, engine running, “..with his name on it.” (It’s from God) He climbs in, rev’s it, drops it in gear and heads out trailing black smoke (8-Track’s playing a truck-driving song by Red Sovine). Hitch-hiker girl sticks her thumb out, he stops and picks her up, she looks a lot, no, she looks EXACTLY like Sondra Locke. Without words they regard each other and both share a vision of the garden of Eden and them in it..the first man and woman, daily walking with God. It becomes a silent movie, with title cards showing scripture quotes from Genesis and Revelation..Isaiah. The theatre organ plays beautiful passages reflecting the awe of God’s presence all around us. Selected clips in B&W are inserted to push the narrative..over-driven CB’r modulation shatters the peace, “10-four good buddy, Har-har!” Back in the rig rolling down the road they look at each other: Did that happen/What happened? There is a feeling between them they can’t articulate, so they don’t say much: Have we met? Maybe a long time ago. Yeah? Sure. There is intense mutual attraction but nothing acted on, just explosive emotions in evidence, as she watches him drive. MEANWHILE,UNDERWATER, the “DEATH-SP0NGE” an all-terrain all-spatial adaptable vehicle deep in the ocean – but capable of surfacing, hovering, rolling, levitating, etc., has ports for docking and ejecting of various shuttle-craft – it’s going along as usual, host to all the earth’s most distinguished denizen scum’s, seeing to the complete service of their diverse and corrupted pleasures. The bad-guys are finalizing plans to install the anti-christ in the supreme seat of earthly power while idiots of like kind indulge their vices to the full measure. A hall filled with TV monitors linked to a control-board keeping tabs on everyone, and every thing, devil’s TV’s..vs. God-TV in heaven with classic sets hanging, suspended in space, with the most interesting and beautiful programming ever seen, IT’S A WONDERFUL LIFE, THE FRESHMAN, CONVOY, Etc. Monitor on Traficant hooked-up to tubes and scopes unconscious on a bed. He flatlines. Next he’s before God and they look at tapes of his one-minute speeches (on God-TV), and his part in debates in the Congress and he gets the plan for what’s next. He is going down as a sort of special angel/agent to work with Clint on his mission (fix the planet, get saved) with help from Angel/Special Agent, 1st Class Jimbo (the sea will give up her dead before all this is over). God’s TV on Clint and Sondra burning up the miles, –now they gotta stop for fuel. Out in the middle of nowhere, she looks around, goes to the bathroom, Hey! it’s clean. He tops off the tanks. Nobody around to pay (the Rapture happened, more than likely, and most truckers went to meet the Lord in the air). There’s a sign, ESTATE/YARDSALE Everything is very cool lots of old electronics, wind-up record player, guns,GUNS! (and ammo, too), he grabs that. Traficant comes out of this old house to ‘sell’ them stuff. It’s all FREE. They don’t recognize Traficant because he is a spirit in a celestial body, he’s sort-of, you might say..an anthropomorphic being (not really, though). So when the veil is lifted and they see it’s him he tells them his testimony of Jesus, why he went straight to heaven when they ‘..pulled the plug’ on him (and not that other dreadful place). “So the Lord told me to tell you. tomorrow’s not promised to anyone..now get smart! receive the Son.” (title card with scripture) “You were a Christian?” “Yeah, we’ll get into that later. Right now we’ve got business to take care of. And the Holy Spirit’s been taken clean out of this miserable world and there’s not much time. So now let’s get down to brass tacks, shall we?” He takes them to an old out-building, they walk up a ramp and go through a special door, and inside he shows them a clean interocitor in working condition, “Take that, you’re going to need it.” On a TV set David Jeremiah’s teaching about the exceeding wickedness of man and why God appointed judges because we wouldn’t obey an unseen supreme ruler..then kings, and more kings, and nothing worked to make us act right; so finally he comes down as one of us, a man called Jesus. And look what happened. He gave the parable of the people who stole the vineyard and killed the son. Just as it came to pass, in fulfillment of his prophetic words (also to the pharisees in plain language, see the KJV scriptures in B&W on title cards, maybe some nice organ music background..as in the beginning). God fires up his interocitor – like a cosmic C.B. – and speaks to Clint and the girl: Pull over. Clint stops the truck. Clint: It’s Him. Yes, Sir? GOD: Inspect the vehicle. (One tire has a big bubble getting bigger about to pop.) CLINT: Crap! GOD: Place your hand there and say, BE FIXED IN THE NAME OF JESUS. (It’s fixed) Now go look in the trailer. CLINT: Bibles. GOD: Grab a Bible. You Need it. (He takes 2) A state trooper pulls up. COP: What have you got there? (Hands him a Bible, climbs in the truck, pulls onto the highway. Cop gets back in the car, starts reading.) Trucking down the road, Clint and Sondra trade places, she drives (he coaches her on the shifting pattern). Truck approaches in afternoon light, –reverse-negative, nighttime truck taillights receding in distance. Up ahead there’s a special destruction derby night event on a fig.-8 track with cars and trucks pulling gutted trailers. SONDRA: Oh, this looks interesting. (She pulls off the highway and cruises around the venue blowing twin streams of black smoke back of the grandstands until she finds the path of least resistance and plows in onto the track with the rest of the field of energized derbyists..followed by the cop! red lights flashing, siren wailing..the fans packing the grandstands take notice of the bonus entertainment.) We’re going to win this! A drone is hovering over them and aboard the DEATH SPONGE watchers are watching it on the monitor..as well, in heaven (‘guests’ of the D.S. are making bets on outcomes). Sondra, approaching the ‘8’ choke-point, pulls the horn ensemble cable as they blow through it, catching an unfortunate straggler pulling a travel trailer – rolls over it flattening it, fixing it to the track – pinning the driver’s unscathed vehicle to the spot just outside of the traffic flow, as other rigs flatten it more. The excitement is palpable. Clint starts getting flashes of his childhood, raised by a Jewish single mother, being taught to light the candles at the appropriate time of year..wearing his yarmulke. Another smash-up breaks the spell. The red lights and police siren are still behind, following. CLINT: Pull it off. SONDRA: We’re in the lead. CLINT: Well alright, then. He opens his door and when it’s clear he jumps out and waves the cop off the traffic flow. He goes up to the window and asks the officer, can he help with anything? Cop points to a scripture in the Bible he just received. COP: Are we in the end times? Huge smash-up involving many vehicles happens just then, they bare give it any notice. CLINT: Well, now, I don’t exactly know, officer. What’s your take on it? Loudspeakers are blaring with the crash-by-crash commentary from the main booth above the grandstands. (CROSS-CUT with presidential candidate’s campaign rally.) COP: It says here to go and preach the gospel to all creatures. What does that mean? CLINT: I suppose it means what it says. Go! preach it. COP: Alright, then. (Grabs his transceiver and opens up at full volume feeding back over the car’s P.A.) Alright people, this is Officer Dan. I’m here tonight with a message for anyone who does not know Jesus as their personal savior..(PINTO pulling a twenty-two foot flat trailer hits a truck bumper laying in his path, rolls over and slides into another rig and explodes in a ball of flame.) COP: That’s what I’m talking about, where will you go when you die? Clint and cop start handing Bible’s out of the trailer to passing drivers, tossing them in windows, and getting them out to fans. Participants get in the stripped trailers while the derby presses on furiously, having conversations in the breakfast nook’s about what it means to be saved. The announcer calling the crashes and near-misses like Dick Lane covers the action with crunching audio. DRIVER (yells out window) Hey, Clint! are you saved? CLINT: I was raised in the belief that Jesus is for gentiles mainly, so, here..have a Bible. At that exact moment, a car/trailer thrusts through the trailer in which they’re sitting as they met passing through the ‘figure-8’ and the car is stuck in their trailer dragging its trailer alongside, the driver is looking at them, CLINT: (holding out a Bible) Want to be saved? MEANWHILE, BACK AT THE DEATH SPONGE the Anti-christ crew is figuring what to do about the revived interest in Jesus. KEY STRATEGY: Attack the girl