[what you fear most will never happen - international]
Ranger:
This is a restricted area, are you dyslectic?
No civilians beyond this point.
General Wells:
Hello TopGun, remember me? J.H.G. Wells, US Army General, why are you still wearing your uniform. Stand down and get your Hawaiian palm tree shirt on the double. No. Let me in. Now.
[buzzer]
Ranger:
I am so sorry Sir general Sir. I did not recognize you in your R & R outfit (rest & recreation). Welcome to the National Institute for Noise Studies (NINS - Nine Inch Nails). You're expected at the restricted secret area.
[buzzer]
General:
Thank you Ranger. This is as far as your clearance goes. Go back to your post and shoot anything with three legs.


[office background with phones ringing]
Daisy:
Semper Fi, General!
[always faithful, motto of the US marines. So Daisy also used to be a marine badass, like the general who should have been an admiral but hey, what the hell do I know].

General Wells: So this is the infamous Cinematic Laboratory. Can you tell me, in layman's terms, what you labcoats have been cookin'?
Daisy:
What we have here is a modular synthesizer.
General Wells:
Of course it is. It looks like Krell tech...
Daisy:
It's a machine that demands to be touched. A machine that requires no internet connection so it's safe from the Krell Supreme. It generates analog sounds through voltage where the order of modules defines its purpose. You could say it's a dream machine. But in this Case we can design our own dreams.
Brian:
Doctor Barton will give you a quick demo.
Dr. Barton:
Well hello all. Here's an experiment I've been wanting to do forever I don't know why I haven't done it sooner, uhmm. Probably because it's so hot outside and I've been inside all day...
Daisy:
It's a machine you can fall in love with. Now how cool is that?
General Wells:
To be honest it sounds terrible...
Daisy:
Dig inside your mind and try to find your deepest fear. Concentrate and wait for it to materialize.
General Wells:
I've always been terrified about being eaten alive by a horde of zombies. Just thinking about it gives me the shivers....
O my God, we have to get out of here!
Daisy:
No. Don't give in to that fear. You created this.
[zombies roar]
Now imagine they're so tiny you can squash them under your boots.
General Wells: OK...
[mini zombies whine]
[synth noise]
[Wells squashing something]
Did I just do this? Is this for real?
Daisy:
Every time you think of zombies now, you'll remember you can just shrink and squash them. The Krell machines will no longer materialize them unless you wanna have some fun.
[helicopter arrives]
Scarlett:
The President has just arrived.
General Wells:
I gotta get this mush off my boots. Just one question. Can I just do this without that... modular thingy?
Daisy:
In time. With practice. Without the music you'd be running around in sheer panic. And they would have probably caught you, rip you apart and eat your liver before you'd turn into one of them.
Scarlett:
Mr. President, I want you to meet the team.
General Wells: Mr. President...
President:
At ease, general.
Daisy:
Mr. President it's so good you're here safe and sound.
President:
Saved by sound. I love it. How much time before we can deploy the device?
Daisy:
You're right on time. We'll be patching it up any minute now. Find a chair, relax and enjoy the ride.
Brian:
We're ready to go.
General Wells:
I am so looking forward seeing those tripod machines tripping over their own skinny legs.
Brian:
There's one coming our way. Let's hope it will make that desirable dream come true.
[phone rings continuously]
Assistant:
Can somebody pick up that stupid phone?
Scarlet:
No way, They carry a signal that will turn you into a zombie.
[Reference to Stephen King's The Cell]
[Assistant picks up phone in background]
Hello?
[zombie growls]
Scarlett:
See? I told you so
General Wells: I can handle this.
[mini zombie squash]
Daisy:
Everyone hush! Shut up. Don't say a word an think happy thoughts.
[Tripod howls]
Now it's time to load the 'angelic patch'. Let's see if those healing frequencies will help to amplify our creative force. Walker, the machine is all yours.
Scarlett: voice actor 2023, it's your turn.
Walker:
I'll start by patching up my voltage controlled buzzer, so, they're ready to go. Complex buzzer sawtooth to channel 1. Multi dimensional frequency shifter to channel 9.
Daisy:
Yeah. I have no idea what you mean.
Walker:
I am also gonna use my Xenomorph. Each of the nine channels generates a specific frequency. When summed, they'll cancel out negative thoughts and multiply the positive ones. I'll add 1 to each frequency digit so 174 becomes 285 and so forth.
[synthesizer is making a big rising sound]
I'll flip back to zero after a 9.
General Wells:
Nothing's happening...
[machine stops abruptly]
Computer: Unable to comply...
Daisy:
How do you feel this line of thinking will serve our cause?
[Tripod howls again]
President:
We are running out of time here...
[Walker patches the machine back up]
General Wells:
You are right and I am sorry. No I am not. I am amazed. This is pure magic.
Walker:
Now let's make some noise...
[machine works again]
Daisy:
Here we go!
General Wells:
This is absolutely fantastic!
[Tripod takes a very long time to crash dramatically]
[People cheer]
Brian:
Eat this you mud sucker.
Daisy:
O wow, yes.
President:
It's now dissolving into a huge cloud of butterflies and flowers...
Brian:
Just listen.. It's quiet. It's the most beautiful sound I've ever heard