Two faceless Technicians in Bio-Hazard suits walk down a faded white corridor. The image is over-exposed and bright but we cannot see (and never will see) the faces of the people inside these outfits.

The Bio-Hazards movements are ominous and slow as they approach two darkly clad figures that sit cross legged on the floor with their backs to them. The two cross-legged figures (Darren and Daniel) sit with their heads in their laps; they are unmoving, as if frozen. The Bio-Hazards point two lights with shiny reflectors at them and trigger the bulbs to flash. As the bulbs flash and pop Darren and Daniel move and awaken. The Bio-Hazards help the guys to their feet and guide them off down the corridor.

Meanwhile in a small room, also brightly lit and over-exposed we find two Bio-Hazard Technicians fussing over a desk. They are concentrating on a tiny device from which many cables emerge, with their ungainly gloves they find it difficult to operate this machine. They pull the cables and turn towards a solitary figure of a beautiful dark haired Young Woman with a sad, mournful expression sitting on the edge of a table. She swings her legs to and fro like a small child as they apply small, brightly colored adhesive strips attached to the ends of the wires to her hands and forehead.

As Darren and Daniel are lead down the corridor they pass an open door: the door to the room in which the Young Woman sits. Darren and Daniel pause for a second and, as the Bio-Hazard Technicians fidget over their cables, the Young Woman looks up and sees them. Her face lights up but before she is able to do or say anything Darren and Daniel have been moved on. The moment has passed. This entire sequence has taken just a few seconds.

Darren and Daniel are lead into a large dark dungeon-like room by the Bio-Hazards. In the center of this room is a smaller, inflatable plastic room. It is brightly lit from inside and is large enough to hold both Darren and Daniel together along with Daniels guitars etc. Seen for the first time in this environment it resembles a large oblong plastic lightbulb: it glows and the fabric of its walls are very slightly misted as if from frequent use.

Darren and Daniel find themselves inside this room and this is where they will perform. We will shoot the guys from both inside and outside the plastic bubble (see note at end). While Daniel concentrates mostly on his guitar work Darren is often found with his face pressed to the flexible plastic wall of the bubble looking outward searching for one more look of the beautiful dark-haired Young Woman.

The Bio-Hazards who lead Daniel and Darren into this space have flipped a switch and thrown some illumination on a dimly lit area at the end of the room. We notice the toplit outlines of the other band members who are playing along to the song. One of the Bio-Hazards has set up a hand-cranked camera and is documenting the anonymous backing band members as they play. The coverage we obtain of these band members will be shot by this camera.

Meanwhile back in her white room the Young Woman sits alone on the edge of the table with the wires snaking their way towards the small electrical device. Outside, through a small wired window, the two Bio-Hazard Technicians bump heads as they try to watch what she=s up to. Their clumsy Bio-Hazard-gloved hands fumble at the switches and gauges on a miniature Nagra tape recorder that is receiving signals from the Woman=s electrodes.

As Darren and Daniel continue to perform we notice that as they look out of the bubble the camera often rotates; not just a Dutch angle but to such an extent that the image of them goes from normal to upside down. The rotation is suggestive of the non-gravitational travel which the song mentions. Sometimes Darren=s look is outwards through the plastic: searching, pleading. Sometimes he turns his back on the outside focusing on the glowing light from inside the bubble as if it offers warmth and security from the trouble and pain outside.

In her room the Woman starts ripping the electrodes from her body. The Bio-Hazards outside panic and busily bang heads again trying to get a view through the tiny window of whats going on inside. The window is placed at an inconvenient height so that they are also forced to stand on their toes making the situation even more ludicrous. As the Woman starts un-hinging the Bio-Hazards fumble with the door until they are finally able to get inside the room and calm her down.

One of the Bio-Hazard technicians clumsily brushes her hair. The other applies nail varnish to her toes. It=s not an elegant manicure. When the hair brushing is complete the first Bio-Hazard technician shoots a few feet of film of the Woman with a hand cranked camera identical to the one used to shoot the backing band.

Suddenly, without any warning, the Young Woman breaks away and escapes down the corridor. The Bio-Hazard technicians give chase.

The Young Woman bursts int the room in which the bands plastic light bulb is situated. She races towards the bubble as one of the Bio-Hazard Technicians follows her into the room. The Bio-Hazard who was shooting the backing band drops his camera and races over to help. Darren looks up from his position inside the bubble and leans outwards to touch the fabric of the bubble. As the Woman reaches the bubble her hand momentarily touches the other side of the plastic from Darrens hand. The split second moment seems to dangle in time and their looks exchange a thousand words.

But all too soon the Woman is being dragged away by the Bio-Hazards. Darren and Daniel are left alone to sing inside their bubble. The Woman is dragged down the corridor back to her room inside of which we now find waiting for her the tube which will send her skywards: her own personal one-way rocket. Its a rocket that was not designed by Nasa but by someone copping a look at a childrens comic: it is simply a tin coffin, like a large cigar tube with a lid which opens. The pointed end of the rocket has one word written on it, Moon, and an arrow which points the way its going to go.

The Bio-Hazards close the lid and lock the Woman inside.

Back inside their bubble Darren and Daniel sit cross-legged on the floor again and looks into the tiny screen of a hand cranked toy. A tiny loop of film goes round and round on the spools of the toy. We push in on the image in the screen of the toy and see the hand cranked footage of the girl being prepared for her space flight by the Bio-Hazards. The little loop of film repeats over and over again and slowly fades to black as Darren and Daniel sit watching it in the glowing plastic bubble.

THE END

c. Nigel Dick, Squeak Pictures '97

Practical notes: The plastic bubble would ideally be one of those inflatable rooms into which you pass through an air-locked door. The room=s inflation is maintained by a small pump which ensured there is enough pressure to keep the room from plastic sheeting and hang it over a frame constructed of neutrally painted scaffold poles. From a financial point of view this is the major focus of our video and this is where we should concentrate out energies.