colored light,
a resounding crash of MUSIC and the title appears across the top of
the screen in huge letters.
T R O N ! !
The MUSIC CONTINUES as the glow fades and we SEE that the figure has
become real, a living being, although filled with glowing light, as
if it had an inner core of electricity.
The following is a SERIES OF QUICK CUTS in MONTAGE STYLE as the
OPENING TITLES ROLL. The montage ta
colorful fighters, the incredible techniques, the bloodshed, the brutality. DARKCLOUD and NIGHT STALKER face off in the ring. (ONE FIGHT)
Darkcloud is slamming Night Stalker in the head over and over. With the second blow, the mans mouthpiece goes flying into the crowd. Soon, the blood starts to spray, but the man doesnt stop hitting.
In the front row, right next to the ring, is JACK CODY, an 18
COLORFUL COMIC-LIKE plastic covered MAGAZINE
and BOOK COVERS with names like HONCHO - BUTCH - JOYBOY.
INDICATING A Homoerotic section of the bookshop.
GROUPS OF MEN loiter about the magazine shop flipping through the
books and disappearing in and out of curtained doors.
THE COUNTERMAN is on the phone.
Next to him is a particularly interesting YOUNG MAN on the cover
of one of the magazines - a
Blackness. Then a hint of green becomes EARTH. It lies across an expanse of space. Richly colored. Fertile.
A GIGANTIC ASTEROID cuts into frame, Burning into EARTHS ATMOSPHERE and striking down in the currant area of Guzumel, Mexico.
Voice : An impact equivalent to ten thousand nuclear weapons detonating simultaneously.
A HUGE DINOSAUR FOOT steps down hard and is VAPORIZED with a deafening ROAR.
Of glowing honey-colored stones. Their shapes ABSTRACT as THE CAMERA EXAMINES air bubbles and crystalline patterns.
MOVING UP AND OVER this amber abstraction, the CAMERA FINDS unusual shapes and imperfections caught in the glassy stone: flecks of dirt, hairs, cracks. STILL MOVING. STARBURSTS OF LIGHT ricochet off the different surfaces of the stones.
CAMERA TURNS along a creamy stretch of amber.
exterior view: A planet rushes up at us.
Thats why they have gravity.
FRY
Jesus God....
EXT. SHIP - PLANETS ATMOSPHERE - DAY
The SHIP PLOWS through the upper atmosphere, antennae pylons
already disintegrating.
INT. PASSAGE TO FLIGHT DECK
Heart battering her ribs, Fry runs forward, using hand-holds to
steady herself. Over a headset:
OWENS (V.O.)
They trained you for this, right? Fry?
FRY?
She does
EXTERIOR. CITY. DAY.
And now we are over the city, coming in toward a particular street in the affluent suburbs of New Delhi . . . there are a few cars (it is 1948), and we are closing on a milling crowd near the entrance to one of the larger homes.
We see saris, Indian tunics, a sprinkling of "Gandhi" caps, several tongas (two-wheeled, horse-drawn taxis) . . . the shreds of sound continue - Amer
apart
and that would be the end of everything!
Disgusted, his mother looks at him.
MOTHER
(shouting)
What is that your business?
(she turns back to the doctor)
He stopped doing his homework.
ALVY
Whats the point?
MOTHER
(Excited, gesturing with her hands)
What has the universe got to do with it?
Youre here in Brooklyn! Brooklyn is not
expanding!
??
??
DOCTOR
(Heartily, looking down at Alvy)
It wo
apartment in a single tug. The WHINE of a motor, and the
pane pulls UP, the Thief expertly POPPING it into place.
No trace of entry.
Rapidly folding the rigging into an astonishingly compact bundle,
the Thief SCANS...
...the profusion of priceless art. The paintings run to Otto Dix,
Franz Marc, Marcel Duchamp. One statue an obvious Rodin. The soft
lighting makes walls seem invisible, everything w
apart.
Clusters of shark cartilage float through the water like white ghosts.
The Captain, the Science Officers and the entire Crew just stare,
frozen in place by the strage horror before them.
CUT TO:
9 INT. SHINKAI 9000 - NIGHT
The vessel cruises through the valley of death.
Everyone is nervously taking readings, making calculations and
adjusting equipment. Gone is the excitement and euphoria o