분야
hwp BY
PAUL ATTANASIO
Based on the novel by
Michael Crichton
BARRY LEVINSON VERSION SHOOTING SCRIPT
FADE IN:
EXT. OCEAN FLOOR - DAY
BEGIN TITLES.
MOVING AMONG the hallucinatory variety of creatures --
barbaric, distorted, sublime -- that haunt the ocean floor.
All but unknown to man except in the deep preconscious brain
that houses the family album of the race... Where we remember
that they are us... Then...
DISSOLVE TO:
BALLET OF ODD SHAPES
and exotic colors -- like a living abstract painting --
tropical fish moving in the f.g... Aquarium fish -- fish we
know -- fish of the lesser depths, as we RISE UP TOWARD the
surface...
Then nearer the surface still, fish dart and flee before a
distant RUMBLE... that GROWS LOUDER AND LOUDER...
HELICOPTER
ERUPTS INTO WATERY VIEW as it blasts across the ocean...
CUT TO:
EXT. PACIFIC OCEAN - DAY
A tropical morning sun paints its luster on the sea-chop. A
helicopter hurtles across the Pacific Ocean.
CUT TO:
INT. HELICOPTER - SAME TIME
NORMAN GOODMAN, 50s, a days growth of beard and eyes sandy
with sleep, wakes up. Adjusts his steel-framed glasses.
Unballs the tweed jacket hes been using as a pillow. Hes
nearly sitting in the lap of the PILOT, 30s, a tightly wound
military type, as they zoom across the waves.
PILOT
Good sleep?
NORMAN
Not bad. So, where are we?
PILOT
Whered they bring you in from?
NORMAN
San Diego. Left yesterday.
PILOT
So you came Honolulu-Guam-Pago-here?
NORMAN
Yeah.
PILOT
Long trip. What kind of work do you do,
sir?
NORMAN
Im a psychologist.
PILOT
A shrink, huh? Why not. Theyve called
in just about everything else.
NORMAN
How do you mean?
PILOT
Weve been ferrying people out of Guam
for the last two days. Physicists,
biologists, mathematicians, you name it.
Everybody being flown to the middle of
nowhere in the Pacific Ocean.
NORMAN
Whats going on?
PILOT
Theyre not telling us anything, sir.
What about you? Whatd they tell you?
NORMAN
They told me that there was an airplane
crash.
PILOT
Uh-huh. You get called on crashes?
NORMAN
I have been, yes.
PILOT
And why is that, sir?
NORMAN
Im on a list of psychologists the F.A.A.
brings in when a plane goes down.
(beat)
So, where exactly are we now?
PILOT
Well, Im not supposed to tell
you...lets just say were two hundred
miles from nowhere, sir.
NORMAN
Youre not supposed to tell me?
PILOT
No, sir.
Norman looks out of the helicopter, at the ocean.
NORMAN
Dont you get bored looking at that?
PILOT
To tell you the truth, no, sir. Im real
happy to see it flat like this.
NORMAN
Why?
PILOT
Good weather. It wont hold though.
Theres a cyclone forming up in the
Admiralties, should swing down this way
in a few days.
NORMAN
What happens then?
PILOT
Everybody just clears the hell out.
Weather can be really tough in this part
of the world. I was stationed in Florida
and Ive seen a lot of hurricanes, but
youve never seen anything like a Pacific
cyclone, sir.
NORMAN
You never met my first wife.
PILOT
Dont be so sure.
Thats where were headed, over there.
Here take a look.
He hands Norman binoculars.
NORMANS POV THROUGH BINOCULARS
A salvage ship surrounding four other, smaller craft in
concentric circles. A mile long circle of bouys.
CLOSE ON NORMAN
as he absorbs this new information. Whats going on?
NORMAN
All this for an airplane crash.
PILOT
I never mentioned a plane crash.
(beat)
CUT TO:
EXT. SALVAGE SHIP - DAY
The helicopter lands on the salvage ship helipad. Norman
hesitates at the door. A seaman coaxes him and he jumps down.
Blasted by the downdraft of the rotors, Norman humps his
duffel bag across the deck, hustles after his escort.
CUT TO:
INT. SALVAGE SHIP - LATER
Norman follows a SEAMAN, 20s, as he carries Normans duffel
bag along the narrow corridors belowdecks...
SEAMAN
You have any other gear, sir? Watch your
step.
NORMAN
Id like to call my family.
SEAMAN
Well get you settled in quarters,
sir. Youre to remain there until we
send for you.
NORMAN
I want to get started right now.
SEAMAN
Well send for you.
NORMAN
Its critical that I see them, because --
SEAMAN
See who?
NORMAN
The survivors. If I dont get to them
within the first twenty four hours...
SEAMAN
What survivors?
NORMAN
The survivors of the plane crash.
SEAMAN
Plane crash?
NORMAN
Listen carefully. I deal in post-
traumatic stress and survivor guilt --
maybe I should talk to someone who knows
whats going on.
SEAMAN
You can talk to the ships psychiatrist.
NORMAN
Im a psychologist, thats why I was sent
down here.
Norman follows the Seaman through a hydraulic door...They
come upon TED FIELDING prowling the corridor.
TED
(to Seaman)
Look, I told you people over an hour ago
I need a phone. A phone.
The Seaman brusquely continues past with Normans duffel
bag.
SEAMAN
Youll have to discuss that with
Mr.Barnes.
TED
Thats fine...Barnes. Give me a phone,
Ill call him.
He recognizes Norman.
TED (contd)
Norman...what are you doing here?
The Seaman grabs Teds arm.
TED
Would you take your hands off me, please.
Do you have any idea who I am?
NORMAN
He will if you just tell him the
