thick mass of men in tuxedoes grooming
themselves at the basins. Ripley turns on faucets, offers
towels, brushes off dandruff. Men talk over, round, and
through him. Put coins in a bowl.
INT. A BOX AT THE THEATER. NIGHT
The concert continues. Ripley peers through the curtain at
the performances. A haughty woman in the box turns round and
he closes the curtain.
INT. BACKSTAGE. 1:30 A.M.
An empty a
thick goatee, and a well-crafted SWASTIKA on his left
tit. On top of Derek in the bed is his barely-of-age
girlfriend, STACEY. The covers are completely off and a
BLACK ROSE is tattooed across her right shoulder blade.
Danny watches her fuck, only for a second.
DANNY
(softly)
Der !
Danny walks over and shakes him. Startled, Derek
forcefully grabs his little brothers arm.
DEREK
(controlled)
What?
He is a bespectacled man in his thirties, hale but somewhat bookish. He stands, tuxedoed, in the wings of a theater, looking out at the stage, listening intently to end of a performance.
In the shadows behind him an old stagehand leans against a flat, expressionlessly smoking a cigarette, one hand on a thick rope that hangs from the ceiling.
The voices of the performing actors echo in from the of
plated Rolls Royce,
if you pay for it.
Dont know, Tom.
Seems expensive.
Seems...this seems
to be a waste of my time.
That is nicker
in any shop,
and youre complaining
about ?
What school of finance
did you study?
Its a deal, its a steal.
Its the sale
of the fucking century.
In fact, Ill keep it.
All right, keep your alans on.
Heres a ton.
[Both] Jesus Christ!
You could choke
a dozen donkeys on th
steel tycoon. The claim was for a diamond necklace his son Caledon had bought his fiancee-you-a week before he sailed on Titanic. It was filed right after the sinking. So the diamond had to have gone down with the ship. Do you see the date? LIZZY: April 14, 1912. BUELL: Which means if your grandmother is who she says she is, she was wearing the diamond the day the Titanic sank. BROCK: And that ma
Small beams of light coming from lamps attached to the tower cut through the ground mist. We HEAR all the unidentifiable sounds of night in the woods. We also HEAR, very, very faintly, a slow, deliberate drum cadence. And as this starts, we begin to MOVE SLOWLY UP THE TOWER, more becomes visible now: ... the sandbags on the ground piled ten-high... the steel, fire escape-type stairway wrapping ar
thick columns of water, like fire-hoses of the gods,
blast into the room. Everything vanishes instantly in white spray.
INT. CONTROL RM/ATTACK CENTER 9
Everyone is hurled off his feet. The planesman flights to recover control of
the yoke.
CAPTAIN
Collision alarm! Collision alarm! Lighten
her up, Charlie!
NAVIGATOR
The torpedo room is flooded, sir!
CAPTAIN
Blow all tanks! Blow everything!
HELMSMAN
steel shuttered doors sits on the boardwalk. Three young boys skate around by on roller blades, passing a street hockey ball between them proficiently. The Old Man views them briefly. checks his watch, and looks back toward the ocean.
The skates of the three hockey playing youths skid to a halt. We pan up to their faces - now cold and dispassionate. They look at one another and nod.
Their skates
plate.
As youll recollect from your briefing
lectures, this is an Earth-type planet.
Twenty years ago, the spacecraft
Belerephon landed here...
with a prospecting
party of scientists.
Our mission is to search for survivors.
That is all.
The Lord sure makes
some beautiful worlds.
How do these continents
check with the old charts?
Be able to tell you better in a while,
Skipper. Its time for brakes.
steel. A vast maze of tunnels.
A GROUP OF FIGURES advances through the tunnels with handheld
UV lamps.
The figures are dressed in gray air-tight NEOPRENE SUITS,
their faces hidden by skin tight MASKS and bug-like NIGHT
VISION GOGGLES. In the dense silence, respirator valves HISS-
CLICK at the corner of their lips in mechanical rhythm.
The scene has a dream-like, choreographed quality.
NIGHT-VISIO