Normal speech

Thoughts

Talking aloud to self

Present

Opening shot: snap to a base of giant satellite dishes at sunrise; tilt down a barbed wire fence to its warning sign. The following text is displayed: "Colorado Tracking Station, 7:26 A.M.". Inside a control room a man walks past, while a bunch of other men sit at their monitors and work. Behind one of the men's' heads the radars flash continually; the bespectacled man watches it.

Man: Uh, you'd better have a look at this, sir.

The man in the front of the radar tinges in the green glare. Behind him, someone steps up: a robust military captain dressed up in fine fashion. His hair is blonde and in a buzz cut, and his eyes are blue and icy. This is General Abercrombie, whose voice is deep and stern, like a real military officer.

Abercrombie: Ah... (He closely examines the radar, an object shown; he continues to speak.) Commercial flight?

Man: Uh, no. Too fast, sir. (Abercrombie's eyes narrow on the radar.)

Abercrombie: One of our own?

The two look at a flight monitor on the panel; it displays various flights.

Man: Air Force has nothing scheduled.

Abercrombie straightens up before holding his arms behind his back to speak seriously.

Abercrombie: We've got ourselves a bogey.

An alarm light begins to flash and buzz; cut to a close-up of two jets on a plane being fired up. It takes flight into the air to join three others; they fly past a tower and through the sky before splitting up and taking routes of their own through a myriad of clouds. The plane with the number 21 on its front flies into view; cut to its armored pilot in the cockpit.

Pilot: Orange Leader to Delta Group. (He looks to his radar closing in on the unidentified object; he speaks up.) Anticipate visual contact, uh...now.

As he finishes, we see something barely visible through the clouds. It resolves into a silver rocket ship with red cans around the bottom and jet on the back; and its tail is yellow with a dark atom symbol painted on the front. Each of its two seats sit a girl. the first sits up front and steers the rocket. Her head is slightly larger than normal, with a mass of dark brown hair pulled into a high raised pony tail with feathered bangs Her eyes are large and blue, and she wears a vivid red T-shirt. This is the older , whose appearance and behavior mark her as a really smart kid. Her style has changed some with age. Behind her sits her passenger: a roley-poley girl with short, reddish-orange hair curly that looks unkept, and small eyes framed by round, brown glasses. She wears a red and orange striped shirt. This is . Zoom in slowly on the girls; a robotic dog peeks out from Jammy's seat: metallic with a golden tipped nose, eyes shaped like flashlights, and a brain that revolves electricity under a glass top. This is , and he barks twice as Jammy looks over. Close-up on the shocked pilot.

Pilot: Holy cow pie!

Back to the rocket; Jammy's voice is a youthful high tone and sounds genius-like.

Jammy: Hi! Nice antiques! (She presses a red button on the rocket's control panel.) Gotta blast!

Carla screams as the rocket zooms upward. Cut to a front-on shot of the two as they glide closer. Jammy's shirt is shown to have the atom symbol from the rocket tail on her shirt, but in yellow, and wears dark blue jeans. Carla is also shown to wear dark green stretchy pants.

Jammy: Fusion mix stable...engines cycling at one million gigajoules...cool, we didn't blow up.

Carla: *pants* Great! (She leans out of the rocket hearing something.) Uh, Jammy? (She sees military jets following them.) I-I think they want us to pull over!

Carla's tone of voice is that of a girl who's worried like there's no tomorrow; cut to Jammy, now typing at lightning speed.

Jammy: Ap, no time for that, Carla. Stand by with the satellite! (Carla holds up a toaster with an antenna and satellite dish attached to it.)

Carla: Okay... *weak chuckle* What do I do again?

The rocket's movement causes her footwear to be seen dark brown sneakers with white half socks.

Jammy: You're the deployment system, Carla! As soon as we clear the atmosphere, you just...throw it.

Carla: (Carla pauses a moment in thought.) Right.

Jammy: Prepare to leave the atmosphere!

Cut to a long shot of the rocket on the end of this; it blasts far away into the sky. We then see a breakfast plate being laid out on a green table: eggs for eyes, bacon for mouth. It slides between a fork and knife; widen to frame a full breakfast of juice, toast, eggs, Sugar Quacks cereal, and the plate being served; the room is a kitchen with green tiled walls, a pale red tiled floor, and white window curtains with pink polka dots and ties on each. Alongside are various cupboard, a sink, oven and stove, and a refrigerator.

The camera angle also picks out a woman standing by. Her hair is long and curls at both ends and is nearly the same shade as Jammy's. Her eyes are green, and are shadowed in a light blue shade, and has a beauty mark on the left side of her mouth. She wears a sleeveless green top with pink polka dots and a white apron on top, a pearl necklace, and large, gold hoop earrings on each ear. This is , the mother of Jammy, and her voice is gentle and mature like.

Judy: Sorry about the toast, dear. (She gestures to the plate.) I had to make it in the oven. (Judy walks back towards kitchen. Close-up of a newspaper with the title "Retroville News" and the headline "UFO Sighted Over Retroville", being held by a second adult figure, hair barely noticeable as a darker brown shade.) I can't find our toaster anywhere.

As she finishes, the newspaper is lowered to expose a man with the same dark brown hair parted to the side with a large curl, and dark brown eyes marked by circular glasses. He wears a blue sweater vest with a white shirt underneath, and a red tie. Behind him is a rooster decoration that hangs on the wall. This is , Jammy's father; his voice carries a hint of humor and goofball.

Hugh: Oh, looky! (A wider angle picks out a second rooster decoration on the wall, as well as a yellow booth couch he sits at. A three-positioned window is to the left of him, at the ledge is a red bot and two miniature chickens.) Well... (He picks up a slice of toast.) this oven toast is brilliant, Sugar Booger! (Hugh touches one egg on the plate before continuing to speak.) And your yolks are absolutely perfect, too. Oh, run away with me, my love. (Hugh raises both eyebrows playfully suggestive.)

Judy: *chuckles* Okay. (Hugh looks at the cereal box and gasps; Judy crosses to him a cup of coffee in hand.) But we'll have to take my car because your transmission needs a new compression cuff.

Hugh takes the cereal and stick one hand inside it and feels around; this angle exposes a pink lamp that hangs from the ceiling above.

Hugh: Whatever. (Hugh pulls his hand out of the cereal box to expose a small, light green duck toy.) Oh! This is a good one. Quack, quack. Quack. *chuckles*

Judy goes to sit down, mug in hand.

Judy: Would you try calling Jammy? She's going to miss the bus again.

Hugh: *loud, game show like* Jammy! Breakfast! Time to come down! *singing* Down, down, down, down, quack! Down, down, down, down, quack! (Judy looks at her husband wanting to smack her forehead in exasperation.)

We then cross back over to Jammy; the rocket is nearly in space.

Jammy: Up...up...up...! Engaging pulse rockets...NOW!

On "now", she pulls a lever before her; the rocket's nose suddenly bursts and explodes a bit as the two girls are startled, Goddard barking in reply.

Jammy: NOOOOOO! (She jumps from her seat to get a better look at the smoking engine.)

Carla: Now?

With all her might, she tosses the toaster satellite into the air – but gravity hasn't been broken yet, so it comes back down and hits Jammy in the head as Goddard barks; Jammy then lets out a startled yell as the rocket begins to wobble and backfire, smoke coming out as a result.

Carla: Uh... (Carla looks over the edge of the rocket before questioning.) is this supposed to happen?

Petrified Jammy closes her eyes and ducks her head forward a bit, fists clenching; she begins thinking like a scientist.

Jammy: Come on, think...think...think!

On the first "think", the camera zooms in on her ear and cuts to its auditory canal. On the second, the camera pans through, slowly passing an "Earwax Museum" sign before zooming quickly on the third. Dissolve to Jammy's brain, which is beating heavily with visible veins and has dark clouds surrounding it, a few firing some lightning. Zoom in on the brain, cutting to various blue/violet molecules as the camera zooms past each one. After the last goes by, the view arrives at a dark blue violet tunnel with a white atom flashing at the end; around are spectral images of various gadgets. As the camera zooms through the tunnel, a can floats by, followed by the toaster satellite and a roll of tape. The atom at the end gets gradually closer to the screen during the zoom, and once it reaches the lens, it flashes blindly to fade the view out to white.

The flash fades in to a profile of Jammy, whose eyes pop open wide as she comes up in a huge grin – the girl genius has got an idea.

Jammy: Brain Blast! (She speaks to Carla) Give me your lunch! (Carla gives Jammy her lunch; Jammy grabs a Purple Flurp can from the lunchbox, shaking the can. Goddard's mouth opens to dispense tape.) Thanks, boy. (Jammy tapes the can to the satellite then pulls a loose string from Carla's shirt attaching it to the can tab. Jammy then throws the satellite keeping hold of the string. She pulls the string once satellite reaches maximum distance causing it to fly off into space.) Don't try that at home. (The rocket sputters a final time then falls from the atmosphere.) Must engage stabilizers. (She pushes a stabilizer button that causes wings to shoot out of the side of the rocket.) Now, just a quick stop at my house-!

Carla: I don't know, Jammy. I gotta get to school on time. Besides, you...

Jammy: Right. Gotcha. (Jammy pulls an ejector lever for Carla's seat.)

Carla: No, I didn't mean... Jammy! (Carla is shot from her seat. A parachute is attached to the back of her shirt. She slowly drifts to the ground.)

Jammy: See you in homeroom.

Carla: OK.

Jammy: Fasten your seat belt, Goddard. It's gonna be a bumpy ride. (The rocket flies into power lines ripping of rocket stabilizer wings.) Ah. (She then pushes a new button that lowers 3 bicycle wheels to the bottom of the rocket.) Aah! (The rocket goes through a church bell tearing off the bicycle wheels. She then pulls a lever that releases 4 umbrellas attached to strings that come from behind the rocket. Due to the fast moving rocket and high force the umbrellas are ripped off taking half the rocket with them.) Ughn (Jammy looks behind her to see that the back half of the rocket is gone. She then turns facing forward.) Uh. (The rocket crashes through the newly put up Retroland billboard causing the guy who was putting it up to fall. She then skims over 6 houses removing some of their roofing. When she is about to crash into her house she starts honking the bike horn attached to the rocket. Jammy crashes into her houses' roof stopping her from going any further.)

In the kitchen

Judy is taking a sip of her coffee while Hugh is about to bit into a piece of bacon when they both hear and feel the crash above them. It shakes the house as bricks are seen falling through the window. They both look out the window seeing the bricks now on the ground. Judy looks to Hugh as Hugh has a 'not this again' look'

Hugh: Well, what do you know, the chimney fell off again.

Judy has an angry look on her face.

On the roof

Jammy: Well, that wasn't so bad, huh? (Goddard is rolled over with his legs in the air because of the crash. Jammy lifts herself out of the rocket. Jammy and Goddard then jump out of the rocket just as the chimney begins to fall to the ground. The chimney falls onto Jammy's Mom's car. She cringes at the sight, feeling the pain of the car.) Oops.

Judy storms from the kitchen out into the yard. She is seen in front of the house. Her fists held in frustration as she shouts up to her daughter.

Judy: Jamie Isabella Neutron! (Jammy hides behind one of the dormers of the house. The top of her ponytail is seen uncovered by the dormer. Judy points at where Jammy is hiding.) I see you up there. (Jammy sheepishly raises her head to be seen above the dormer, Goddard standing by the rocket.) How many times have we told you not to launch yourself off the roof? (Judy asks clear frustration written across her face with her hands on her hips looking quite stern)

Jammy: (Jammy leans on dormer.) Probably nine. (She says unsure while looking back to Goddard to check. Goddard nods rapidly. Jammy turns back around and confidently states.) Exactly nine. They say repetition is good for a developing brain. (Jammy tries to joke a little and make her mom smile. Judy ignores her daughter's attempt, but her tone softens a little.)

Judy: Then just what do you think you're doing? (She states confused.)

Jammy starts sliding down the roof very careful until she reaches the edge. Goddard walks down the roof beside her making sure that she doesn't fall. She lets her feet dangle while swinging them back and forth. Jammy holds her hands together on her lap rubbing them together nervously. Jammy looks towards her mom trying not to meet her eyes as she speaks up sounding a little ashamed.

Jammy: Last night I got a message from space, but it was garbled in the ionosphere, so I had to launch a communications toaster... I mean, satellite. And then when I tried to...

Hugh walks outside joining Judy in the front yard having heard the last bit of the conversation he decides to add in his thoughts.

Hugh: Well, message from space. Wow. (He sounded impressed that his daughter could receive a message from space at such a young age.)

Judy: Don't encourage her, Hugh. (Judy tries to whisper sternly to Hugh but was unfortunately heard by Jammy. Jammy's heart clenched upon hearing her mom's words. Judy looks back to Jammy with hands on hips as her voice hardens some.) Jammy, we've repeatedly told you NOT... to talk to strangers.

Jammy: But, Mama, I'm on the verge of contact with an advanced alien civilizat-ion! (Whined Jammy, still a little hurt.)

Judy: I don't care how advanced they say they are, Jammy. If your father and I haven't met them, they're strangers. (Judy voice lightens to show concern and love. Hugh is nodding along with her statement and then gets a thoughtful look proceeding to move his hand to his chin.) Right, Hugh? (Judy looks to her husband for support.)

Hugh: Well, except for policemen. (He reasoned looking towards his daughter with a loving smile.) They're there to help you.

Jammy has a downcast look to her face. She turns to Goddard, nodding slightly and he understands what he is to do. Goddard converts his ears into a helicopter propeller, levitating off the roof. Jammy grabs hold of Goddard's tail and is slowly lowered to the ground. Jammy's face holds an ashamed look, avoiding making eye contact. Once Jammy's feet touch the ground she continues to avoid meeting her parents eyes.

Hugh: You've got to admit that is pretty neat. (Hugh says in total awe of his daughter's creativity with her inventions. He looks towards his wife with a kid like excitement. Judy gives him the 'look' meaning that she too was impressed but right now they are scolding.) But very unsafe, honey. That's bad. (He gently scolds his daughter then gives Judy a smile and thumbs up. Judy rolls her eyes and shakes her head lovingly.)

Hearing her fathers amazed tone, a small smile graces her face. She knew her father's scolding didn't hold much weight behind it, it was more so to support her mom. Happy that although she was in trouble her dad was still supportive of her and loved what she was capable of.