The camera is moving toward an Indian city. We are high and far away, only the sound of the wind as we grow nearer and nearer, and through the passing clouds these words appear:
No mans life can be encompassed in one telling. There is no way to give each year its allotted weight, to include each event, each person who helped to shape a lifetime. What can be done is to be faithful in spirit to the
HOT ZONE
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Screen story & screenplay by
Jim V. Hart
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Based on "Crisis in the Hot Zone"
by Richard Preston
"You might call AIDS the revenge of
the rain forest..."
Richard Preston
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"These diseases are true emergers.
Humans have truly stumbled into
these occult agents."
Dr. Karl Johnson
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"Weve got company!"
Han Solo
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BLACKSCREEN:
LEGEND: IN 1976, OUTBREAKS OF LETHAL HEMORR
Jabberwocky Script
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogoves
And the mome raths outgrabe
It is the middle of the Dark Ages.
Ages darker than anyone had ever expected.
An horrendous monster casts a dreadful pall of fear...
...over a once happy land.
As towns and villages are torn apart...
...the helpless survivors seek refuge...
...behind the w
CREDITS: White lettering over a back background. The THUNDEROUS SOUNDS OF A MASSIVE NAVAL BARRAGE are heard. The power is astonishing. It roars through the body, blows back the hair and rattles the ears.
FADE IN:
ext. Omaha Beach - normandy - dawn
The ROAR OF NAVAL GUNS continues but now WE SEE THEM FIRING. Huge fifteen inch guns.
A SWARM OF LANDING CRAFT
Heads directly into a nightmare. MASSIVE
Cell
FADE IN:
A SPECK OF DUST
Grains of sand dance in the wind. As we glide over a VAST
DESERT, the speck of dust becomes a HORSE AND RIDER.
CATHERINE YOUNG straddles the beautiful black animal, her
mesmerizing eyes scanning the horizon. A curious breeze
blows across her exquisite face and she drinks it in, as if
the wind itself were telling something to her...
Catherine sees a FLICKERING LIGHT
DR. BURTON, the Chief Psychiatrist moves down the old hallway, face tense. He steps through a doorway into...
INT. MAXIMUM SECURITY - NIGHT
Security cells. Criminal maniacs sealed behind protective casings.
A GUARD stands before a heavy door.
GUARD
Hell of a night, huh Doc?
BURTON
Hells in here.
Hydraulics HISS. The cell door unseals.
INT. SECURE ISOLATION CELL
AND REVEALS THE inside of a domed city honeycombed with fantastic arches. The city is inhabited by young beautiful people in luxurious but simple costumes.
THE CAMERA ROAMS through the City, observing some people seated at a kind of cafe sipping drinks and relaxing; other people are in some kind of exercise class doing beautiful graceful movement; and finally a class of five year old children lis
TRAIN WHEELS grinding against track, slowing. FOLDING TABLE LEGS scissoring open. The LEVER of a train door being pulled. NAMES on lists on clipboards held by clerks moving alongside the tracks.
CLERKS (V.O.)
몭 Rossen 몭 Lieberman 몭 Wachsberg 몭
BEWILDERED RURAL FACES coming down off the passenger train. FORMS being set out on the folding tables. HANDS straightening pens and pencils and ink
In black, we hear a chain-gang chant, many voices together, spaced around the unison strike of picks against rock. A title burns in:
O muse!
Sing in me, and through me tell the story
Of that man skilled in all the ways of contending...
A wanderer, harried for years on end...
On the sound of an impact we cut to:
A PICK
splitting a rock.
As the chant continues, wider angles show the chain-gang at w
A VIDEO IMAGE FLICKERS TO LIFE. A ruggedly handsome man with dark, haunted eyes. Eyes that have seen hell.
NEVILLE
My name is Robert Neville. Today is October 17th,
the year 2002. I was born in 1960, on this very day,
so that makes today my birthday. (remembering)
Every year for my birthday, my wife Ellen would throw
me a party. A kids party. Cake, ice cream, funny hats,
"Pin the Tail on the Donk