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A spaceship approaches a planet. Dramatic music plays. Credits appear.
Narrator: “From visionary director Yelena Belova and Universal Pictures…”
The spaceship flies by a vast canyon. The army stands in a desert. The leader Aliena strides towards them with determined steps.
“...comes a cosmic love story…of epic proportion”
The camera does a slow zoom in from wide to close on a woman in a golden duster coat crouched on top of a truck, with her hat tipped low over her face.
“Starring Academy Award nominee Hailee Steinfeld”
“It’s high noon at the end of the universe.” Space Cowboy lifts her face revealing herself to be the actress/singer/model/business owner, Hailee Steinfeld and not Susan Bishop.
“I know these creatures.”
The armies battle each other.
“I fought them. I’ve loved them. I’m not gonna lie to you. We are facing a powerful enemy.”
Clips show Scape Cowboy being lit on fire, and of saving Aliena in the height of the battle by doing a dramatic dip with her. Dramatically, shesl pulls the pin from a grenade with her teeth and then lets it fly taking out the other enemies around them. It cuts to Space Cowboy getting captured and taken as a slave to the enemy.
“But what our enemy does not know is that inside each and everyone of you is a goddamn fire!”
Cuts to the army bursting to life, fired up by Space Cowboy’s words. As Space Cowboy, Hailee Steinfeld fights aliens. A tan vehicle rolls 8 and a half times in an epic stunt explosion. Aleina signals her army to lower their weapons. A wide view shows the golden car jumping over the canyon.
“Justice is on the horizon” Hailee’s voiceover comes on as the car goes into slow motion, highlighting the wide shot and the explosions going off in the background.
“Metalstorm,” the narrator states. The trailer is over.
In Hall H at Comic-Con. Eli and Kate stand up in the audience to scream and clap as loud as they can as Yelena walks on stage.
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The sun begins to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in soft hues of orange and pink. On a quiet beach, Kate’s 1982 GMC K-2500 sits parked in the sand, its tailgate down. Kate leans back against the bed of the truck, adjusting her “Fall Girl Stunts” ball cap. The logo gleams in the golden light, a proud emblem of who she is.
Yelena, perched next to her, smiles and rolls her eyes playfully. “Your legs take up so much space,” she teases, giving them a gentle shove to make room as they pack up the remnants of their impromptu beach picnic.
“Can’t help it, it’s part of the charm,” Kate replies with a grin, her voice laced with her usual irreverent humor.
As they load the last of the picnic gear into the truck, Kate gets a familiar glint in her eye. “Hold on tight,” she says, climbing into the driver’s seat.
“Oh, no. What are you—” Yelena starts, but it’s too late. With a mischievous laugh, Kate floors it, sending the truck into a series of wild donuts across the beach. The tires kick up sand as they spin, and the sound of Yelena’s delighted giggles fills the cab.
Lucky, sitting in the backseat, barks enthusiastically, wagging his tail as though this is the best day of his life. His head sticks out the open window, the salty ocean breeze ruffling his fur.
“Kate!” Yelena laughs, leaning against the stuntwoman as the truck whips around in circles. “You’re absolutely ridiculous.”
“And you love it!” Kate shouts back, her smile infectious. She slows the truck just enough for Yelena to slide closer, wrapping her arm around Kate’s waist as the truck settles into a lazy spin.
As the sun dips lower, the world seems to shrink to just the three of them—Kate, Yelena, and Lucky. Side by side, stuntwoman and director, they’re finally where they belong: in motion, in sync, and absolutely unstoppable.