Hardware Script page 1 page 2

This sequence features the Nomad's selling M.A.R.K. 13 to Mo, it's remarkably different from the superior final result which can be seen in Hardware. Text is from an unknown dated draft of the Hardware script © Richard Stanley, used with permission. Thanks to Rayvn for getting this back to me.

Alvy hops down from the bench and scurries into the nether reaches of the warhouse. Mo hefts the bag onto the bench. Unzips it.

Behind them the warehouse doors open with a tremulant RUMBLE. Mo and Shades turn around. A figure is silhouetted against the blazing daylight. It's the nomad. Coming toward them. He tips his hat up to look at them. Speaks in a low voice.

NOMAD

Where's the little man?

Mo steps forward, just a trifle hesitantly. Taking charge.

MO

He's indisposed. You got something to sell?

The nomad tips his head forward. Eyes Mo awhile. Then...what the hell. He nods. Unloads his sack on the table. Steel skull, dismembered metal arms, a limbless torso -- tubing spilling from its guts -- and several spidery subsidiary arms terminating in pincers and drill bits.

SHADES

What the fuck?

Shades picks up the skull, awestruck. The nomad delicately takes it from him and replaces it.

MO

What is it?

The nomad slowly shakes his head.

MO

Where'd you find it?

The nomad moves his head slightly to indicate a distant world.

NOMAD

Nowheresville.

Mo and Shades nod. They know what he means.

NOMAD

Looks like it stepped on a frag mine. No legs at all and the torso is...all fucked up.

MO

(quickly) What do you want for it?

Shades looks at him, shocked.

NOMAD

Fifty.

Now Shades looks at HIM!

MO

Too much. Thirty.

NOMAD

(no nonsense) FIFTY.

MO

Fourty?

The nomad nods.

NOMAD

Done.

MO

(to Shades) Pay the man.

A stunned Shades peels off bills as Mo stuffs the robot parts into his own bag on the floor. The nomad turns and heads out.

MO

That was easy.

Mo hefts the bag onto the table. Alvy returns just as the figure of the departing nomad is eaten up by the blazing sunlight. Alvy squints after him.

ALVY

Who was that?

MO

Somebody looking for a bathroom.

ALVY

Why doesn't he piss in the street like everybody else?

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