waterfall whose face is frozen solid.
Pushing in still closer, there is a tiny black dot inching its way up
the ice. A human figure. This is:
JAMES BOND, BRITISH SECRET SERVICE AGENT, 007.
Bond is sweating and straining, four hundred feet in the air. He has
an ice-pick tethered to each hand, ice-cleats on his boots. A black
backpack. As he climbs, spider-like, pulling himself up, he goes to
JAM A
Stars in the black of space. PAN DOWN to sapphire blue sky, the brighter stars still shining through. Its Arctic midnight, the weak sun tiny on the distant horizon. We skim along the water, in and around looming glacial cliffs-- The top of an iceberg pushes through the waters surface. Carved into the ice is a single mammoth word:
G o d z i l l a
We continue past, along the ocean, and discover:
waters
of the awesomely cavernous and creepy sewer, softly
surfing its sides.
6 INT. A DARK LAIR--NIGHT 6
The resilient carriage spews from a gaping pipe into a
moat of water that surrounds a vast patch of snow and
ice that is the centerpiece of a dark and mysterious
lair.
The carriage rides a gentle wave onto the sanctuarys
arctic island, into a patch of light. From out of the
darkness of the la
there. The pigeons wheel above the plaza. We FOLLOW, finally losing them to the sky. SLOWLY that sky BLEEDS from gray to blue.
And as we PAN BACK DOWN...
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. MARSH - SUNSET
Were no longer in a plaza, but in a vast marshland. Not in the past, but in the present. The sun sparkles over the water. Two silhouetted figures move past in the distance. One walks a little behind the other.
slide moves along. arriving under a long-lensed microscope.
IN MICROSCOPIC PERSPECTIVE, a thin needle pierces the bug and delicately removes a fragment of tissue.
PINCERS snare the fragment, dropping it into a narrow tube. The tube SPINS, faster and faster until it is a BLUR on the screen.
THE SCREEN FLOODS with an INFRA-RED LIGHT. Gray, oval shapes rock in a neutral mist.
WASH OUT TO:
HOT SUN
Mists Of Avalon Script
No one knows the real story of the great King Arthur of Camelot.
Most of what you think you know about Camelot...
...Guinevere and Lancelot...
...and the evil sorceress known as Morgaine Le Fey...
...is nothing but lies.
l should know, for l am Morgaine Le Fey...
...priestess of the Isle of Avalon...
...where the ancient religion of the Mother Goddess was born.
lt began in
water bodies...maximum
terrain, 220 meters over mean surface...
largely cinder and gypsum with some
evaporite deposits....
JETTISON DOORS CLOSE behind Owens, segregating him from the
passenger compartment. It scares him for a new reason.
OWENS
Fry? Whatre you doing?
INT. FLIGHT DECK - DAY
Fry flips up a new security-latch. INTERCUTTING:
OWENS
Fry?
FRY
Cant get my nose down...too much load
back th
water, tossing away his ALARM BELL.
MAN
I need your help with this.
Constable Two crosses on the peir above. Constable One moves
forward, wary. The MAN grunts, lifting something.
CONSTABLE ONE
Constable Crane? Ichabod Crane...
is that you?
The MAN turns. Meet ICHABOD CRANE, handsome, eyes piercing.
ICHABOD
Yes, it is me. But, not only me...
(lifting, struggling)
I found someone here...
He drags a
water dish on
the far side of the cubicle - a place to hide - and
dashes toward it.
But an invisible force descends.
The rat squeals in agony as something smashes down on its
body, crushing it.
A LOUD BELLOW rings out, and the rat flies into the air,
halting a few feet off the ground. Its body writhes,
struggling against the unholy force.
Then a sick crunch of tiny bones snapping. All life
mist. Four wooden canoes
held together by a plank deck. FERRYMEN buck the current
with long poles.
KARL JOHNSON EMERGES from the mist. He stands on the hood
of the lead Rover WEARING A FULL FACE RESPIRATOR. A
creature from another planet.
WITH THE FERRY - APPROACHING
CHUCK REESE (22) honks at the wheel. He wears a full
respirator. All the team members wear respirators.
REESE
(in French)
Do not sh