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FADE IN:
A NOTE ON LANGUAGE: All dialogue is in English unless
otherwise noted. Norwegian and German are indicated when
spoken.
INT. VEMORK HEAVY WATER PLANT, CONCENTRATION CHAMBER CORRIDOR, NIGHT
Silence first. Then the sound finds you.
A low, industrial hum. Constant. The vibration of water
forced through penstocks at enormous pressure, converted
to electricity, converted to purpose. The sound lives in
the walls, in the floor, in the bones of the building.
The corridor is empty. Pipes run along the ceiling in
parallel lines, thick with condensation. Industrial
lighting casts hard shadows at regular intervals. The
floor is concrete, scrubbed but stained with chemical
residue that no scrubbing will remove.
Through a reinforced window, the gorge is visible far
below. The river catches what little moonlight reaches
this depth. Ice along the banks. Black water in the
center.
The camera rises along the exterior of the plant. The
full scale reveals itself: concrete and steel anchored
to the mountainside, penstocks descending like the
tendons of something enormous, the hydroelectric
cathedral that the propaganda films celebrate and the
military has requisitioned.
One lit window, high on the eastern face. A figure
moves behind the glass. The figure pauses. Then moves
again. The glass fogs with breath.
The plant hums. The mountain holds.
EXT. SOE TRAINING FACILITY, ARISAIG, SCOTTISH HIGHLANDS, DAY
Snow on birch trees. A hillside white enough to make
the eyes water. Four men in winter camouflage move
through woodland on cross country skis, single file,
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