[music starts] Dad Scientist walks out and sits and looks through microscope, focusing it.
[First piano notes then] Pulls away for a moment as if just seen a sad view.
[Second piano notes] Calls out dejectedly: "Son"
In walks another scientist and is invited to look in microscope - does so, kind of knowing what he's about to see but hoping it isn't true. After a few moments pulls away and shakes head slowly in sadness and says "and we made them so perfect."
Father scientist says "It's time".
Son reflects and then nods slowly and says "I know. I'm ready"
Father: "You understand, they'll kill you?"
[piano music beat changes] Son: "They are worth it"
They head slowly out back with fathers had on shoulder of son
As walking father says "You know, if there were any other name who could do this..."
Son: "I know"
Exit fully, leave door open
[Music gets ominous]
Father: "Ready Son"
Son: "Let's do this. Goodbye father"
Father: "Good bye, son"
[Soon after Bassy frequency sweep sound, strobe/smoke fx out back room activated for a few seconds, main room lights flicker also. Then... Silence... for a moment.]
[Piano restarts] Father re-enters room slowly, returning to the table with a vial. Sits and stares at it longingly, then says: "Be strong my son" and pours vial into dish under microscope.
Takes a breath and looks in microscope. Gives remissive smile. Turns to a face of worry. Flinches twice, calls out painful 'no'. One last flinch and pulls away, clenched fists on table, weeps (or wipes tears). Rises and walks out slowly with hands behind back, thinking.