bamboopole and a -pack of suds.
But its tougher than that.
- Dh really.
What about seasickness?
Look, I can handle it.
Sure ya can.
Wheres the bait, sailor?
Bait my butt!
You okay?
At least it floats!
Funny. Buck-faced wombat!
Just keep your eyes on the horizon.
- For how long?
As long as it takes to keep it down.
Damn dolphins stealing all the bait.
- Theyre scaring the fish away.
Thats not fis
As the C-130 coasts to a stop, the hatch rotating down on a hot, dusty lifeless airstrip somewhere in Vietnam. Nothing seems to live or move in the midday sun.
TITLES RUN
A DOZEN NEW RECRUITS step off the plane, unloading their duffel bags, looking around like only the new can look around, their hair regulation-clipped, crisp, new green fatigues fitting them like cardboard.
CHRIS TAYLOR is just a
His is the only one still occupied, and it doesnt look that permanent. In the window is a cardboard, handwritten sign that reads "Kwans Shaolin Kung Fu". What remains visible behind the poster and the security grate is an IMPRESSION of people moving and milling around.
INT. WORKOUT AREA - SAME NIGHT
ESTABLISHING SHOT OF KWANS SHAOLIN KUNG FU SCHOOL.
The students are doing their own thing, and the
It is very early in the dawn - blue light filters through the jungle and across a foul swamp. A mist clings to the trees. This could be the jungle of a million years ago.
Our VIEW MOVES CLOSER, through the mist, TILTING DOWN to the tepid water. A small bubble rises to the surface; then another. Suddenly, but quietly, a form begins to emerge; a helmet. Water and mud pour off revealing a set of bea
1492: CONQUEST OF PARADISE
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by
Roselyne Bosch
REVISED
September 23, 1991
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FADE IN:
CREDITS AND MUSIC OVER:
INT. AUDIENCE ROOM - GRANADA - DAY
We start on a mans elegant slipper. He is seated in a
splendid chair. Moving up the stocking leg, we pass the
garter of Castile, coming to rest on a pair of delicate
hands. His fore finger impatiently plays with a large
topaz ring. Over this, we hear