분야
hwp JURASSIC PARK
screenplay by
David Koepp
EXT. TROPICAL LAGOON - DAY
A 135-foot-luxury yacht is anchored just offshore in a
tropical lagoon. The beach is a stunning crescent of white
sand at the jungle fringe, utterly deserted.
ISLA SORNA
87 miles southeast of Nublar
Two SHIP HANDS, dressed in white uniforms, have set up a
picnic table with three chairs on the sand and are carefully
laying out luncheon service -- fine china, silver, crystal
decanters with red and white wine.
PAUL BOWMAN, fortyish, sits in a chair off to the side,
reading. MRS. BOWMAN, painfully thin, with the perpetually
surprised look of a woman whos had her eyes done more than
once, supervises the settings of the table.
She looks up and sees a little girl, CATHY, seven or eight
years old, wandering off down the beach.
MRS. BOWMAN
Cathy! Dont wander off!
Cathy keeps wandering.
MRS. BOWMAN (contd)
Cathy, come back! You can look for
shells right here!
Cathy gestures, pretending she cant hear.
BOWMAN
(eyes still in his book)
Leave her alone.
MRS. BOWMAN
What about snakes?
BOWMAN
Theres no snakes on a beach. Let
her have fun, for once.
FURTHER DOWN THE BEACH,
Cathy keeps wandering away, MUTTERING to herself as her
parents quarreling voices fade in the distance.
CATHY
Please be quiet, please be quiet
please be quiet...
Rounding a curve in the beach, her parents disappear from view
behind her. A RUSTLING sound draws her attention, and she
turns, toward where the thick jungle foliage gives way to the
sand.
A large bush, maybe twelve feet tall, is moving, its branches
swaying and shaking. Curious, Cathy walks up to the bush,
which abruptly stops moving.
A small, lizard-like animal, dark green with brown stripes
along its back, steps out from the bush. Only about a foot
tall, it stands on its hind legs, balancing on its thick tail.
It walks upright, bobbing its head like a chicken.
CATHY
Well, hello there!
The animal (a COMPSOGNATHUS) just stares at her. Cathy squats
down on her haunches.
CATHY (contd)
What are you? A little bird or
something?
She opens her hand. Shes got a handful of goldfish crackers.
CATHY (contd)
Are you hungry? You want a goldfish?
The compy bobs forward a few steps, cautiously.
CATHY (contd)
Come on. I wont hurt you.
The compy draws closer. Cathy holds the cracker in the palm
of her hand. The compy gets closer still --
-- and hops numbly up onto Cathys palm. Her arm dips a bit
under the weight, but its not that heavy, and she holds it up
easily. It bobs its head, scarfs up the goldfish, and eats
it.
Enchanted, Cathy breaks into an enormous grin and returns her
hand, calling back over her shoulder.
CATHY (contd)
Mom! Dad! You gotta come see this!
I found something!
She turns back.
Thirty more compys have come out onto the sand. Theyre
standing there, bobbing anxiously, staring at her from a few
feet away. Cathys smile fades.
She turns her head slowly to the right. TWENTY MORE COMPYS
have come in from that side, forming a semi-circle, bobbing
and CHIPPING as they surround her.
CATHY (contd)
(terrified)
What do you guys want?
BACK ON THE BEACH,
the table is set. Mrs. Bowman calls out.
MRS. BOWMAN
Cathy, sweetheart! Lunch is ready!
From around the curve of the beach, a flock of birds bolts
from the jungle trees as Cathys shrill SCREAMS suddenly
pierce the air.
MRS. BOWMAN
PAUL!
She takes off, running down the beach, Mr. Bowman leaps out of
his chair and follows, and all available deck hands race off
to help, kicking up geysers of sand behind them.
DOWN THE BEACH,
Mrs. Bowman stops dead in her tracks when she rounds the bend
in the beach. We dont see what she sees, but we hear the
frenzied SQUEAKING of the strange compys. Mr. Bowman and the
Hands race past her to help Cathy as Mrs. Bowman lets loose a
horrified, slack-jawed SCREAM, her mouth a perfect oval.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. BOARD ROOM - DAY
Mrs. Bowmans screaming face dissolves slowly over the
YAWNING face of a bored CORPORATE EXECUTIVE, TWENTY OTHER
EXECUTIVES sit around a conference table in the boardroom of a
monied corporation. All are in expensive suits, most are over
sixty. There are rows of BACKBENCHERS too, whispering in their
lawyers who sit behind their clients, whispering in their
ears. Empty coffee cups and fast food containers on the table
hint that everyones been here a long time.
A familiar VOICE resounds through the boardroom as we move
down the long table, pat the grim faces of the board members.
VOICE (O.S.)
The hurricane seemed like a disaster
at the time, but now I think it was a
blessing, natures way of freeing
those animals from their human
confines. Of giving them another
chance to survive, but this time as
they were meant to, without mans
interference.
The source of the voice is JOHN HAMMOND, the founder of InGen
and creator of Jurassic Park. But hes not in the room. His
image is on a closed circuit TV screen, which has been wheeled
up to the end of the table.
And he doesnt look good. Hes terribly infirmed, propped up
in bed, his face pale an
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- 프로페셔널의 조건 - 단순한 직업 지침서를 넘어 삶의 방향과 가치관을 제시하는 철학 서적(A+독후감)
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