turned home,
here, to be remembered with his
beloved wife...
Chuck gazes out at the sleepy harbor, the ministers voice
fading away. The afternoon wind is coming up with the
tide. He quietly heads towards the water. Drifting,
drawn, lost.
OLDER CHUCK (V.O.)
Though he had moved on with his
life, now even for the years, to
hear him eulogized by strangers,
seemed strange. He had been a
hewner of ston
turned to barnacles.
Thats better.
On this voyage, if you get in trouble,
come to me. lll see you get justice.
But if youre wrong,
look out for squalls.
Now, get your chin up.
Go on deck. Say goodbye to your wife.
-Youve got her aboard, sir?
-And the baby.
-Come on. Shake a leg.
-Thank you, sir.
-So youre going to the South Seas, Jack?
-Aye.
Here. Take this with you.
You can buy your own island.
RETURN OF THE APES
by Terry Hayes
first draft
1996
DEEP SPACE.
No atmosphere, no life, nothing. Just a web of lights- a billion stars hang
in a velvet void. The only sound is the howl of the cosmic wind.
The light of a distant sun strikes a rising planet. We see ragged
continents and oceans wreathed in cloud. This is earth rise. Our world
spins slowly in space, a thing of beauty, of awesome majes
THE SAME SCENE; THE SAME SHOTS. Suddenly time RUSHES FORWARD. Als voice squeaks, the action accellerates.
LEADER (VO)
Run past this stuff.
THE VISUALS SPEED EVEN FASTER. SOMEBODY is running the tapes of
the EXPERIMENT right before the attack...FAST FORWARD.
INTRUDER
You wont believe this.
INT. LAB - The INTRUDERS SLOW the tape and watch with interest.
CU.- THE BEAKER on the pedestal surrounded by