Number 7
v.3.2.3

Written by: Dan Didio
Story by: Gavin Blair Phil Mitchell
Dan Didio Ian Pearson

  Transcribed by: Kim McFarland

Note: When Matrixs speaks in Megabyte's voice, and AndrAIa in Hexadecimal's, the text will be colored blue and red respectively.

I bet they get HBO[The scene opens with a view of a blue, cloudy sky. The sky darkens and thunders.]
System Voice:
Warning, incoming game. Warning, incoming game.
[A hole appears in the sky, and a purple game cube begins descending from it. As the camera follows it down we see that it will land in a system that looks like a large sphere covered with satellite dishes.]
System Voice:
Warning, incoming game. Warning, incoming game.
[The camera closes in on one satellite dish. An elevator containing Matrix, AndrAIa, and Frisket is rising up the center antenna.]
AndrAIa:
The game's almost landed.
Matrix:
I've had enough of this.
AndrAIa:
Not again. We have to go into this game! It's the only way out of here.
Matrix:
Is it? This's the fifth game we've played in this system. It doesn't matter whether we download into this game. It's up to the User where we go. We're not in control here.
AndrAIa:
I've got a real good feeling about it. This could be the one that gets us to a new system.
Matrix:
Yeah. This one and hundreds before it. We never even found a system with ports to the Net.
AndrAIa:
Don't lose heart now! We'll find Mainframe. All we need is a little luck.
Matrix:
I give up.
[The elevator reaches the top and the door opens.]
AndrAIa:
Too late, lover!
[The cube comes down on their satellite dish. They find themselves in a blue, sunny landscape with floating, grassy islands. Birds are twittering in the background. Matrix and AndrAIa look around.]
Matrix:
Aw, great. Another golf game. Glitch, stats.
[Matrix taps Glitch, which responds only with electrical buzzes. He shakes it.]
Matrix:
Glitch, stats. It doesn't work.
[AndrAIa catches sight of something, and stares.]
AndrAIa:
Uh, Enzo-
Modem homeMatrix:
I've told you not to call me Enzo. Call me- [sees what AndrAIa saw, and stares] Mainframe?
[From the island they see the rest of Floating Point Park, the Principle Office, and the other sectors of Mainframe.]
AndrAIa:
But it can't be! We're inside a game! How can Mainframe be here?
Matrix:
I don't care. I'm home!
[They walk toward the edge of the island.]
AndrAIa:
But we're in a game cube! It can't be the real Mainframe.
Matrix:
But it is Mainframe! Look!
[The look over the city.]
Matrix:
M-maybe it's a program copy or system backup! I-it could be.
[AndrAIa puts a hand on his shoulder sadly. Matrix looks down.]
Matrix:
It has to be.
AndrAIa:
But it's not. I'm sorry.
Matrix:
[sighs] I know. You're right. It just looks like the place I knew. But there are none of my friends, family, no-
Dot:
[VO] Bob!
Look! Up in the sky![AndrAIa, Matrix, and Frisket look up. Frisket growls. Hack and Slash fly overhead, pursues by Bob and Dot. Hack and Slash exchange worried looks, then accelerate.]
Bob:
[to Dot] We'll never catch them!
[Dot winks at Bob]
Dot:
[shouting theatrically] Oh, Bob! I have never seen you so angry! Please don't hurt Hack and Slash when you catch them!
[Hack and Slash pull up short]
Hack and Slash:
Uh oh!
Hack:
Oh, now you did it! You got Bob mad at us!
Slash:
Me? Why is it always me? He's mad at you too, y'know.
Hack:
No he is not, he is madder at you!
[Bob flies up to them]
Bob:
Hi, guys.
[Hack and Slash both yelp with surprise as they turn to face him, then laugh nervously.]
Bob:
Actually, I'm not mad at either one of you.
Hack:
You're not?
Slash:
Awww! I'm feeling better already!
Bob:
Good. Glitch! Energy driver!
[Glitch extends into a golf club. Bob swings it in preparation.]
Bob:
Assume the position.
Hack and Slash:
Awww!
[Hack and Slash turn away from Bob and bend over, trembling. Bob knocks them both away with the golf club.
Hack and Slash:
[as they recede into the distance above G Prime] Woohoooo!
Bob:
[looking through the circle of his thumb and forefinger] Be seeing you!
Smug as a bug[Hack and Slash strike the rim of the Silicon Tor and circle the edge a bit before dropping in. Dot flies up to Bob.]
Bob:
Hey, look, Dot. A hole in one.
Dot:
Are you happy now?
Bob:
Actually, yes.
[Phong speaks from Glitch's wheel.]
Phong:
Bob! Dot! Return to the Principle Office immediately! We have a problem.
Bob:
We're on our way, Phong.
[Bob and Dot zip toward the Principle Office. Matrix and AndrAIa stare, open mouthed. Then Matrix looks at his Glitch.]
AndrAIa:
Is it possible they found a way to convert the entire city to game sprite mode?
Matrix:
It's possible... no, it's not. The city's firmware, and that wouldn't explain Bob. Or a functioning Glitch.
AndrAIa:
Why didn't you call to them?
Matrix:
I-I wanted to. But I couldn't.
AndrAIa:
So is this a game or not? Let's reboot and see what happens.
Matrix:
[alarmed] No!
AndrAIa:
What's the matter?
Matrix:
I-I can't. I might reboot as little Enzo.
AndrAIa:
Little or large, size doesn't matter. I will always love you
Matrix:
I've worked hard to become what I am! I put that weak little boy behind me. There's nothin' of him in me now!
AndrAIa:
Well, there's only one way to find out.
Matrix:
[sighs] Okay. Let's do it.
[Matrix kneels, and Frisket raises his head so Matrix can reach his icon. They double-click all three icons at once.] Matrix and
AndrAIa:
Reboot!
Format change[The green light comes down, transforming Matrix into Megabyte, AndrAIa into Hexadecimal, and Frisket into Skuzzy. Matrix and AndrAIa look at themselves in shock.]
AndrAIa:
Oh, my!
Matrix:
What've we done?
AndrAIa:
We've gone viral! I guess this rules out the family reunion.
Matrix:
[rolling his eyes] Can it get any worse?
[Hack and Slash are at the edge of the island.]
Hack:
Hack -
Slash:
- and Slash -
Hack:
- reporting for duty -
Slash:
- boss!
Matrix:
[rolling his eyes] Alphanumeric.
[Matrix lowers his head and puts his hand to his forehead.]

[PLACE COMMERCIAL HERE]
[Establishing shot of the exterior of the Principle Office]
Phong:
[VO] Surveillance reports Hexadecimal and Megabyte have teamed up.
[Inside the Principle Office, Phong is at a podium. Bob and Dot are on the other side.]
Bob:
Teamed up?
Phong:
Yes. They are in the Tor.
Dot:
If those two are working together we're all in trouble.
Bob:
But usually when they join forces Hex's insanity or Megabyte's greed stops them every time.
[The camera pulls out, revealing that the viewpoint has switched to the bubble on top of Frisket.]
Phong:
But they are acting out of character.
Bob:
They must never find out about Number One.
bobcam.com[Matrix is sitting on Megabyte's throne. AndrAIa is sitting on one of the arms, leaning against Matrix's shoulder.]
AndrAIa:
Stop replay Skuzzy!
[Frisket gnashes his teeth at her.]
AndrAIa:
I'm sorry. Frisket. [pauses, thinking] Number One must be the objective of this game!
[Matrix is looking down to where his body ends in a sphere where his pelvis ought to be. He moves side to side on it. AndrAIa lowers her head into her hand, then raps her knuckles on his shoulder. Matrix looks over.]
Matrix:
This feels weird.
AndrAIa:
LISTEN!
Someone get her a chair[Matrix's eyes go wide.]
AndrAIa:
Number one must be the objective of this game
Matrix:
If it's a game. I thought it was, but now I'm not sure. To be honest, I'm not sure about anything any more.
Hack:
If he's not sure, heh, imagine how I feel!
Slash:
Yeah, double! That goes double for me!
Hack:
Yeah, well, triple for me!
Slash:
Yeah, well, I'm sensitive!
Matrix:
Will you two imbeciles be quiet!
[Hack and Slash rhubarb nervous agreement.]
BCNU!Hack and Slash:
[looking through circle of thumb and forefinger] Be seein' ya!
[Hack and Slash bang face first into each other twice, then zip off in opposite directions.]
AndrAIa:
Nice touch!
Matrix:
Whaddaya mean?
AndrAIa:
Megabyte's voice! You wanted them frightened, and it certainly did the trick!
Matrix:
I didn't want them frightened, I just wanted them quiet.
AndrAIa:
But that voice was so strong and commanding! Definitely not a little boy's.
Matrix:
No! Something worse. Represents everything I hate.
Keen gear, I'm modular!AndrAIa:
Is that everything you hate or everything [leans close] you're afraid of becoming?
Matrix:
This is getting too weird. I gotta find Number One. Maybe then this'll all make sense. [pause] Um... could you... pass me my legs?
[the camera pulls back, revealing Megabyte's legs standing by themselves beside the throne.]
[Bob, Dot, and Phong are looking at the Tor in a VidWindow.]
Bob:
I don't like this. It's quiet.
Dot:
Yeah. too quiet. This is not like Megabyte at all.
Phong:
Perhaps Megabyte has done an about face.
Bob:
Changing face is more Hexadecimal's style than Megabyte's.
Phong:
True, but something is different. Megabyte is not behaving normally.
[A VidWindow opens behind Phong. In it are a guard binome and Specks.]
Guard:
Sir, looks like there's a bogey heading towards the Principle Office.
[Specks pushes to the front.]
Specks:
Uh, Bob, sir? I think it might be a birdie.
Bob:
Well, what is it? A birdie or a bogey?
Dot:
Definitely a bogey. A bogey named Megabyte!
Bob:
Well, Phong, looks like the same Megabyte to me.
 
Nice bike![Dramatic music. Matrix flies out of the blue sky on Megabyte's flycycle. He strides determinedly down a darkened corridor. He opens a set of double doors, pauses a nano, then walks up to Phong's podium. Bob, Dot, and Phong look back at him.]
Matrix:
Bob, we need to talk. Now!
[He bangs his hand on the podium, rattling the teacup on it.]
Bob:
No way, Megabyte! I dunno how you got in, but I'm showing you out!
[Bob leaps at Matrix. Matrix catches him by the shoulders and holds him up.]
Bob:
Aaaah!
Matrix:
Bob, if this was a game I could end it right now. But I won't. [Sets Bob down on his feet gently.] I need you to trust me.
Dot:
Why should we trust you, Megabyte?
Matrix:
No! Not Megabyte. [softly] Sis, it's me. I'm... I'm Enzo. [looks down, ashamed]
Bob:
He's crazier than Hexadecimal.
Dot:
You're not my brother! You're not Enzo!
Matrix:
Ya have to believe me! Maybe if I find Number One, he can help me!
HissssBob:
I knew it! This was all a trick to get Number One! Glitch! Particle beam!
[Bob raises his ram and glitch shoots out a bright beam at Matrix, making him stagger back. Matrix, grunting with the effort, steps forward, then roars in anger, baring his fangs.]
Dot:
Stop! You could never be my brother! Enzo would never be so vicious!
Matrix:
Please, Dot! I've changed! But I'm still Enzo!
Bob:
It's not going to work, Megabyte! [walking forward] Your cycles are numbered.
[Matrix steps back, away from Bob. Phong looks on. A VidWindow appears behind him showing Matrix/Megabyte. Red typewritten "X"es cross him out.]
Phong:
He must be filed and indexed!
Dot:
[looking through the circle of her thumb and forefinger] Be seeing you.
Dilbert's had days like this[Bob's particle beam stops. Megabyte falls forward onto the podium. Then he looks up. A giant mechanical thing grabs him, and the dramatic music begins again. Matrix struggles as it lifts him high into the air in front of vast walls of filing cabinets, then moves to the side,]
Matrix:
No! I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, briefed, debriefed, or numbered! My life is my own! You won't hold me!
[He gets his hands free, then turns to face upward. He grasps the device. Blue spreads upward as he infects it. It opens, dropping him.
 
 
[On Megabyte's dais, AndrAIa sits in a round chair, looking in Hexadecimal's looking glass and drawing her hand back and forth across her face, changing masks as she does.]
AndrAIa:
Happy. Sad. Happy. Sad. Happy. Sad. Intrigued. I've never been so in touch with my emotions!
[Hearing an airship sound, she looks up. Megabyte's flycycle is lowering into the Tor. He lands on the dais.]
AndrAIa:
[appreciatively] That's a nice bike.
Matrix:
What is it with you and bikes?
[AndrAIa shrugs. Matrix dismounts and looks down, ashamed.]
Matrix:
They didn't believe me. Why should they? To them I'm Megabyte. I did nothin' to prove otherwise.
AndrAIa:
What's wrong with being Megabyte?
Matrix:
How can you say that? Everything about Megabyte is wrong!
Sharp as a serpent's toothAndrAIa:
Is it really? The strength, the control, the power? Isn't that everything you wanted?
Matrix:
[softly] Yeah, that is what I wanted. But not like this. And not at the expense of Bob and the others. I gotta make them see that I'm sincere. I have to prove that I'm... Enzo.
[Matrix looks down. Then he shakes his head and straightens, raising a fist and shooting his knuckle claws.]
Matrix:
Even if I have to delete them all to do it.
[Matrix glares evilly as AndrAIa laughs in Hexadecimal's voice.]

[PLACE COMMERCIAL HERE]
[A large pair of doors open, revealing Phong. Phong wheels forward to Bob and Dot, who are standing on the other side of the podium.]
Bob:
Well, Phong?
Phong:
I've decided you should meet with Number One.
Dot:
You must've given it a lot of thought.
Phong:
No, I - I called and asked him.
Dot:
Oh. I-is the rendez-vous point still the same?
Phong:
Yes, my child.
Bob:
Good! We're on our way!
[Bob and Dot leave. A number Nine brings Phong some cocoa on a tray.]
Phong:
Oh, thank you.
Bad pun. No donut.[Phong takes the cup and sips from it. As he does the Nine takes a few steps back and straightens its "back," which seems to be sore.]
Phong:
Eh, how's your back, Nine?
 
[Bob and Dot fly through alleys on their zip boards. After they pass the flycycle bursts out and follows them. Bob and Dot fly over Baudway and through the doors of Dot's Diner. AndrAIa, behind Matrix on the flycycle, speaks over his shoulder.]
AndrAIa:
Looks like they're hiding Number One in Dot's Diner. Predictable - *yet unexpected!*
Seatbelts?Matrix:
Well, if this is a game, I say we find Number One and end it now!
AndrAIa:
[evil-masked] Spoken like a true Virus!
[Matrix startles, wide-eyed. Then he jerks forward.]
Matrix:
AndrAIa, you're takin' your role a little too seriously!
[AndrAIa bonks him on the back of the head.]
AndrAIa:
I'm just playing. Lighten up, Megabyte.
Matrix:
That's Matrix! This insanity stops now!
[He accelerates the cycle. It flies into the door of the Diner. Matrix leaps through the heavy wooden doors into a black area and looks around, wide-eyed. Mike the TV and Cecil are on a rotating seesaw-like device. A jury box is full of robed binomes with masks that look like Hexadecimal's face, but with the right half black. Dot it standing sternly, arms folded, by a large podium. A big computer bank that seems to be made out of a huge, limbless binome blinks and looks around. Beside it are two holes in the ground with poles rising out of them. Matrix looks baffled.]
Matrix:
Where is number one?!
Tie the kangaroo court down, tie the kangaroo court downJury:
[chanting, waving their arms, and beating a rhythm on the jury box] Here come the judge! Here come the judge! Everybody knows that here comes the judge! Here come the judge! Here come the judge! Everybody knows that here comes the judge!
[As the jury chants, Bob rises behind the podium. He cuts them off by taking the gavel and banging it down.]
Bob:
Silence in court!
[Matrix looks on incredulously.]
Bob:
[cont] The prosecution will read the charges.
And he never cleaned up his room!Dot:
Milord, the defendant is charged with believing that the ends justify the means, and of becoming everything he claims to hate.
Matrix:
Well, Your Honor, I-
Bob:
[interrupting] Jury, how do you find the defendant?
Jury:
[beating on the jury box] Guilty! Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!
Matrix:
Your Honor. Your Honor! This is no trial! Where's my defense?!
It's not a clue hammer, but it'll doBob:
Good point. Bring in the character witnesses.
[Steam rises from the holes in the ground. The poles rise, and with them Hack and Slash.]
Hack and Slash:
[singing] Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones, dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones.
Slash:
[cont] Dem bones-
Bob:
And what do you have to sat on the defendant's behalf?
Hack:
He is a very bad man!
Slash:
Oh yeah! And mean!
Hack:
Yeah! Oh, I forgot mean. And mean!
Bob:
How does the jury find the defendant?
Jury:
[beating on the jury box] Guilty! Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!
[As Matrix looks on incredulously. Hack and Slash, singing again, are lowered again.]
Hack and Slash:
[singing] Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones, dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones, dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones-
Slash:
[cont] Dem bones, dem bones-
Matrix:
But I'm Enzo! [turns to Dot] I'm your brother! You must believe me!
Handle with careDot:
[enraged] Stop saying you're my brother!
[Dot runs up to Matrix and begins beating on his chest with her fists. Matrix grabs her by the upper arms.]
Matrix:
Sis!
[Dot dissolves in Matrix's grasp. Matrix looks at his hands.]
Matrix:
What've I done?
Bob:
Actions speak louder than words! You've betrayed the memory of your sister! How does the jury find the defendant?
Jury:
[VO] Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!
Blues Brothers[Bob walks up to Matrix, and comes face to face with him. Bob is taller than Megabyte.]
Bob:
Have you anything to say before I execute you? Sorry! Pass sentence!
Matrix:
[pleading] Bob, please! Help me! I have to end this! I have to know who is Number One!
Bob:
[chanting] Guil-ty... guil-ty... guil-ty...
[The jury joins in, pounding on the jury box.]
Bob & Jury:
Guilty! Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!
[The viewpoint whirls around Matrix. Bob is banging on the podium with the gavel in time to the chant, which becomes louder and angrier.]
Bob & Jury:
Guilty! Guilty! Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!
Matrix:
[screaming] NO!
Bob & Jury:
Guilty! Guilty! Guilty!
[Matrix slashes with his claws, and the scene dissolves with the sound of breaking glass, leaving darkness behind. A light just above Megabyte comes on, illuminating only him. He looks up, then around into the darkness. AndrAIa/Hexadecimal looks over his shoulder.]
AndrAIa:
So, you've killed everyone. Good!
[Matrix turns around and comes face to face with a giant smirking mask.]
AndrAIa:
Haven't you figured it out yet? [teasingly] I know I have.
Speak to us[Matrix squints as a white light flares in his face. The mask bursts. Then dozens of masks bearing different expressions appear out of the darkness and begin to rotate and speak out of rhythm with each other.]
Masks:
We all have! We all have! We all have!
Matrix:
[furiously] Tell me! Who is Number One?!
[The masks back away, and a VidWindow rises in front of Matrix. It appears to be a mirror. He stares at his reflection in surprise as "The Bear Came Over The Mountain" plays. Then the "reflection" speaks.]
Megabyte:
I am Number One. I am the driving force in your life! I am hatred! I drive you on and consume you.
Matrix:
[horrified] NO!
Singular Sensation[Matrix shatters the VidWindow with a fist. When it dissolves he is once again himself. Another VidWindow opens, again seemingly a mirror. He looks at his reflection in relief. Then, again, the "reflection" speaks.]
Mirror Matrix:
I am Number One. [mockingly] I care for no one.
Matrix:
That's not true! I love AndrAIa!
Mirror Matrix:
No you don't. You love yourself. Just looking out for number one!
[Matrix's artificial eye spins and targets the mirror image. He shoots the VidWindow, which shatters. Then Matrix looks down.]
Matrix:
[horrified] No! Not you!
[Little Enzo, version 0.1, walks out of the shadow.]
Enzo:
I am Number One. The original. Do you think this is a game? DO YOU?
Matrix:
But how? You're me!
Enzo:
But you hate me! You must! Look at what you've become.
Matrix:
You're wrong! I had to become bigger! Tougher. I had to be ready for Megabyte, to survive the games!
Enzo:
Did you like the games more than Mainframe? More than your family?
Matrix:
No! No, I didn't! I was trapped in the games!
The Ghost of Cycles PastEnzo:
Games, games, games. "It was only a game!" You killed my family!
Matrix:
MY family!
Enzo:
You've forgotten your family! You've let yourself become a prisoner of the games! What would Bob think of you now?
Matrix:
[softly] Bob...
[Enzo holds up a golf ball.]
Enzo:
There can be only one. [holds the ball in front of his right eye] Be seeing you.
[Enzo throws the ball at Matrix. It swells into a giant white rippling balloon-like shape as it bounces toward him. Matrix puts up his hands in defense. It hovers over him briefly, then lands on him. Matrix's face and hands are seen on the other side of the surface. Fade to white. The Matrix is lying on his back, looking as if he is having a bad dream. He wakes up, wide eyed. AndrAIa, who is wearing a tacky hat, shirt, and shorts, laughs.]
AndrAIa:
[bending down] You okay?
Matrix:
Yeah, I guess. What happened?
Bean ballAndrAIa:
[laughs] The mighty Matrix was knocked for a loop by an errant golf ball!
[She holds up a ball. Matrix rubs his forehead, which has a noticeable lump on the left side. Then he catches sight of the Users - a shark, a cartoonish stuffed tiger, and a sombrero, all playing golf. The tiger hits the ball, then looks back at Matrix cutely.]
Matrix:
Where are we? What happened to Mainframe?
AndrAIa:
Whaddoyou mean? You must've been dreaming. We're on the final hole of "Fairway Frolics." Why don't you wait here while I finish this hole and win the game.
Matrix:
I'm tired of waitin' for things to happen. 'N' I'm tired of these stupid games! [gets up] We've been livin' like Viruses, infecting games and systems. This has to end! We're takin' control! The search for Mainframe - and Bob - begins now.
[AndrAIa kisses Matrix's cheek.]
Don't shoot me! I'm endangered!AndrAIa:
Welcome back.
Matrix:
[looking over at the Users] Now, who hit that golf ball? Gun, [Gun leaps into his hand] command line: targeting!
[Matrix raises Gun, which beeps. When it stops the Users look up, then flee. Matrix's eye goes out of targeting mode.]
Matrix:
Be seein' ya.
[Matrix scowls at the camera, which zooms in on his artificial eye. Final image: the big red M.]

Directed by Steve Ball
Starring the Voices of Sharon Alexander
Kathleen Barr
Ian James Corlett
Gary Chalk
Paul Dobson		 Michael Donovan
Christopher Gray
Tony Jay
Scott McNeil
Shirley Millner
Casting by BLT Productions Ltd.
Voice Director Michael Donovan
Story Editor Dan DiDio
Executive Production Design Consultant Brendan McCarthy
Production Design Anthony Guad
Mike Jackson
Production Design Consultant Ian Gibson
Design Supervisor Gavin Blair
Associate Producer Elizabeth Embling
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YTV Executive Laurinda Shaver
Supervising Animator Walter Hsieh
Senior Animators Mabel Chan
Michael Easton
Computer Animators Mashi Akiyama
Joseph Cruz
Shona Galbraith
Jiri Licenik
Jeremy McCarron		 Anne Davis-Chan
Scott Farquhar
Andrew Harvey
Jason Hopkins
Colleen Morton
Modeling Director Frank Belina
Modellers Herrick Chiu
Slava Chorny
Mike Faulkner
Alberto Garcia
Gideon Hay
Murray McCaron		 Doug McCay
Jeremy Miller
Leslie Oldham
Rick Scarpitti
Rak Tafarodi
Mike Towes
Modeling Tracker Donna Maxwell
On-Line Editors Dermot Shane
Anne Hoerber
Off-Line Editor Steve Sacks
Vice-President Technical Operations Kelly Daniels
Chief Engineer Greg Story
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Terry Bates
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Russ Ptolomey
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Software Development Tim Belsher
Troy Brooks
David Fracchia
Rick Glumac
Adam Wood-Gaines		 Albert Ho
Tony Pele
Phil Peterson
David Wong
Software Technical Support Denise Pierre
Eric Torin
Video Production Supervisor Jim Corbett
Video Production Technicians Andre Guilbeault
Jean Ireland
Video Disk Operators Sylvain Blais
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Production Accountant Jim Pratt
Director of Communications Mairi Welman
Executive Assistants Adria Budd
Colleen Heenan
Alliance Executive Beth Stevenson
Production Assistants Tyler Haider
Jonathan Fowlie
Christian Varin		 William Lee
Bracken New
Music composed by Robert Buckley
Sound Effects Supervisor Marcel Duperreault
Sound Effects Editor Jason Fredrickson
Dialogue Editor Kirk Furniss
Dialogue recorded at Pinewood Sound
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Recorded in Stereo Surround

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