Posted: 02 Nov 2005, 10:22
Here's the first part of my unfinished script:
1. EXT. ISLA SORNA - DAY
An overhead view of the island as the camera moves over the ridges filled with tropical trees.
2. EXT. ISLA SORNA JUNGLE - DAY
A group of camo dressed men move through the thick vegetation, some holding large rifles. The group also includes few individuals armed with weapons that resemble a gun, but are connected to huge metallic backbags with black wires.
One of the men takes his radio and places the receiver to his ear.
CAMO DRESSED MAN: This is Veggie speaking to Carnie. How close are we?
MAN IN RADIO: You are seventy meters away and closing. Try not to be heard.
3. INT. BIOSYN COMMUNICATION TENT - DAY
CAMO DRESSED MAN IN RADIO: Veggie closing in. Over and out.
A technician listens the answer in a tent filled with radio equipment. A middle-aged man with a balding gray hair stands next to him, also listening.
4. EXT. ISLA SORNA JUNGLE - DAY
The man furthest to the group stops ahead and eyes the jungle. He waves his hand to the others to make them stop.
The jungle is DEAD SILENT.
CAMO DRESSED MAN: (whispering to the radio)This is Veggie to Carnie. We're in the trail.
The group silently spreads around the area, getting closer to their target. One of the men moves over
GIGANTIC FOOTPRINTS
with three toes heading forward in straight line. The leading man looks around him and gives the signal.
The men enter the area where their target is located. They look around, but this spot of the jungle is very lush with vegetation, blocking the visibility. The leader slowly walks ahead the others and looks at a spot in the trees. Suddenly something huge moves and there's a growl. The earth shakes as a gigantic figure heads towards them, it's huge sail being the most visible part, that towers over the largest bushes. A SPINOSAURUS. And it has spotted the men, it's massive crocodilian jaws opening to let out a deafening bellow.
GROUP LEADING MAN: Get to the position!
The men with backpack weapons get in a line and drop down, resting on their other knee, aiming their bizarre looking weapons at the beast. The Spinosaurus is now coming at their faces in full speed, a terrifying sight to behold.
GROUP LEADING MAN: Nail it!!
The men fire their weapons, but, instead of bullets, the guns send out laserbeams that lock into the creature. The animal is almost on top of them.
GROUP LEADING MAN: Nail it now!!!!
The barrels of the guns explode in a rain of sparks and the Spinosaurus stops dead in it's tracks, having been hit by several currents of electricity sent by the beams. The behemoth screams in pain, a terrifying sound that echoes in the jungle. It stumbles backwards, it's chest sizzling and burning from the hits.
GROUP LEADING MAN: Wahlberg! It's your turn! Trang that son of a bitch!
One of the men steps forward and aims his rifle at the dinosaur. He pulls the trigger and the air pressured weapon fires a dart into the air, hitting the giant Spinosaur in the neck with precision. The animal lunges forward, trying to grab the closest men to it's deadly mouth, but receives another bolt from the tazers. The huge animal, now weakened by the tranquilizer, drops down to it's belly, giving one final vocalizing noice of desperation before it's head crashes to the muddy ground, coming to rest in front of the men.
Everyone cheers as the leading man walks up to the fearsome looking dinosaur, that is now knocked out, and pulls out a syringe. He removes the protective plastic off the needle and then sticks it into the animal's neck. He pulls back and looks at the blood contained in the syringe. The camera zooms into the red liquid.
5. INT. MONTANA CITY HALL AUDITORIUM - DAY
A wide view of the auditorium, that is full of people. A spotlight is focused on the farthest spot at the other side with a familiar man behind the microphone. We recognize this man as Alan Grant, now having grown a beard, answering questions to all the excited people. A young man raises his arm to ask a question.
GRANT: You there.
MAN: What I wanted to ask is, after so many years, how did you feel when coming in contact with those animals again?
GRANT: When being chased by a six meter tall fish eater I didn't feel happy, that's for sure.
Many people in the auditorium chuckle at the comment. Another person, this time an aged man in the audience presents a question.
AGED MAN: So, when being in mortal danger you felt that these things shouldn't be around?
GRANT: I've been in contact with the "things" for two times. To tell you the truth, even when they're threatening my life, they still fascinate me. They always have. Even before I first got to see a live one. I can tell that it isn't their fault to be around killing people. The blame really goes to a dream of an old fool who wanted to play God. I'm still sad to hear that he died recently. After all, he was my original founder before the first accident.
AGED MAN: So you think that Hammond's dinosaurs should be preserved?
GRANT: Unfortunately I don't have an answer to that.
WOMAN: Have you happened to hear that one of the people who went to Nublar with you, the guy named Ian Malcolm, has pressed charges to the governments for not doing anything about the problem?
GRANT: Yes, I have heard about this. Malcolm........isn't exactly my favourite type of person and we haven't spoken much, but I agree about doing something concerning the ones in charge. Many people lost their lives in those places and it is definitely not something to be taken lightly. Someone has to pay the price. And, in this case, the people in the U.S government for ignoring all this. I still thank the marines for getting me out of Site B. I wouldn't be speaking here without their help.
A man in the audience is listening Grant's lecture. He is holding a folded newspaper in his hand, tapping it to his arched knee. He suddenly reaches his hand up.
GRANT: Yes, you in the first row.
The man gets up from his bench.
MAN: Hi, my name is Richard Levine and I'm gathering information about John Hammond's project. I wanted to ask do you want to go back to the island? After all this?
Grant is silent for a moment and suddenly smiles at Levine and his comment.
GRANT: Yes, I would go back.
LEVINE: Thanks for the answer, Mr. Grant. I truly appreciate it.
Levine sits back to his bench as Grant keeps answering questions.
There's plenty more on the way, so stay tuned.........
1. EXT. ISLA SORNA - DAY
An overhead view of the island as the camera moves over the ridges filled with tropical trees.
2. EXT. ISLA SORNA JUNGLE - DAY
A group of camo dressed men move through the thick vegetation, some holding large rifles. The group also includes few individuals armed with weapons that resemble a gun, but are connected to huge metallic backbags with black wires.
One of the men takes his radio and places the receiver to his ear.
CAMO DRESSED MAN: This is Veggie speaking to Carnie. How close are we?
MAN IN RADIO: You are seventy meters away and closing. Try not to be heard.
3. INT. BIOSYN COMMUNICATION TENT - DAY
CAMO DRESSED MAN IN RADIO: Veggie closing in. Over and out.
A technician listens the answer in a tent filled with radio equipment. A middle-aged man with a balding gray hair stands next to him, also listening.
4. EXT. ISLA SORNA JUNGLE - DAY
The man furthest to the group stops ahead and eyes the jungle. He waves his hand to the others to make them stop.
The jungle is DEAD SILENT.
CAMO DRESSED MAN: (whispering to the radio)This is Veggie to Carnie. We're in the trail.
The group silently spreads around the area, getting closer to their target. One of the men moves over
GIGANTIC FOOTPRINTS
with three toes heading forward in straight line. The leading man looks around him and gives the signal.
The men enter the area where their target is located. They look around, but this spot of the jungle is very lush with vegetation, blocking the visibility. The leader slowly walks ahead the others and looks at a spot in the trees. Suddenly something huge moves and there's a growl. The earth shakes as a gigantic figure heads towards them, it's huge sail being the most visible part, that towers over the largest bushes. A SPINOSAURUS. And it has spotted the men, it's massive crocodilian jaws opening to let out a deafening bellow.
GROUP LEADING MAN: Get to the position!
The men with backpack weapons get in a line and drop down, resting on their other knee, aiming their bizarre looking weapons at the beast. The Spinosaurus is now coming at their faces in full speed, a terrifying sight to behold.
GROUP LEADING MAN: Nail it!!
The men fire their weapons, but, instead of bullets, the guns send out laserbeams that lock into the creature. The animal is almost on top of them.
GROUP LEADING MAN: Nail it now!!!!
The barrels of the guns explode in a rain of sparks and the Spinosaurus stops dead in it's tracks, having been hit by several currents of electricity sent by the beams. The behemoth screams in pain, a terrifying sound that echoes in the jungle. It stumbles backwards, it's chest sizzling and burning from the hits.
GROUP LEADING MAN: Wahlberg! It's your turn! Trang that son of a bitch!
One of the men steps forward and aims his rifle at the dinosaur. He pulls the trigger and the air pressured weapon fires a dart into the air, hitting the giant Spinosaur in the neck with precision. The animal lunges forward, trying to grab the closest men to it's deadly mouth, but receives another bolt from the tazers. The huge animal, now weakened by the tranquilizer, drops down to it's belly, giving one final vocalizing noice of desperation before it's head crashes to the muddy ground, coming to rest in front of the men.
Everyone cheers as the leading man walks up to the fearsome looking dinosaur, that is now knocked out, and pulls out a syringe. He removes the protective plastic off the needle and then sticks it into the animal's neck. He pulls back and looks at the blood contained in the syringe. The camera zooms into the red liquid.
5. INT. MONTANA CITY HALL AUDITORIUM - DAY
A wide view of the auditorium, that is full of people. A spotlight is focused on the farthest spot at the other side with a familiar man behind the microphone. We recognize this man as Alan Grant, now having grown a beard, answering questions to all the excited people. A young man raises his arm to ask a question.
GRANT: You there.
MAN: What I wanted to ask is, after so many years, how did you feel when coming in contact with those animals again?
GRANT: When being chased by a six meter tall fish eater I didn't feel happy, that's for sure.
Many people in the auditorium chuckle at the comment. Another person, this time an aged man in the audience presents a question.
AGED MAN: So, when being in mortal danger you felt that these things shouldn't be around?
GRANT: I've been in contact with the "things" for two times. To tell you the truth, even when they're threatening my life, they still fascinate me. They always have. Even before I first got to see a live one. I can tell that it isn't their fault to be around killing people. The blame really goes to a dream of an old fool who wanted to play God. I'm still sad to hear that he died recently. After all, he was my original founder before the first accident.
AGED MAN: So you think that Hammond's dinosaurs should be preserved?
GRANT: Unfortunately I don't have an answer to that.
WOMAN: Have you happened to hear that one of the people who went to Nublar with you, the guy named Ian Malcolm, has pressed charges to the governments for not doing anything about the problem?
GRANT: Yes, I have heard about this. Malcolm........isn't exactly my favourite type of person and we haven't spoken much, but I agree about doing something concerning the ones in charge. Many people lost their lives in those places and it is definitely not something to be taken lightly. Someone has to pay the price. And, in this case, the people in the U.S government for ignoring all this. I still thank the marines for getting me out of Site B. I wouldn't be speaking here without their help.
A man in the audience is listening Grant's lecture. He is holding a folded newspaper in his hand, tapping it to his arched knee. He suddenly reaches his hand up.
GRANT: Yes, you in the first row.
The man gets up from his bench.
MAN: Hi, my name is Richard Levine and I'm gathering information about John Hammond's project. I wanted to ask do you want to go back to the island? After all this?
Grant is silent for a moment and suddenly smiles at Levine and his comment.
GRANT: Yes, I would go back.
LEVINE: Thanks for the answer, Mr. Grant. I truly appreciate it.
Levine sits back to his bench as Grant keeps answering questions.
There's plenty more on the way, so stay tuned.........