분야
hwp 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 in the sand. She pulls the
reins and the horse stops moments before the dune drops into
nothingness. She dismounts, affectionately scratches the
horses neck, and follows the LIGHT. When she looks over her
shoulder, the Arabian is now a childs WOODEN HOBBY HORSE.
Not surprised, Catherine smiles and walks down a dune, sand
sliding beneath her feet...
She finds herself in a valley of dead trees whose decayed
gnarled limbs appear to form hands. The light dances across
her face. She shades her eyes and pinpoints the source...
A SMALL MIRROR reflecting rays of bright sun, housed within a
locket and chain. Its held by EDWARD, a haunted-looking boy
of seven with a precocious grin and piercing eyes. He sits
on a fallen tree trunk, patiently waiting for her arrival.
CATHERINE
Thanks for the horse.
Hes a shy child, yet comfortable with Catherine.
EDWARD
You liked him?
CATHERINE
Hes beautiful...
Edward smiles, delighted he made her happy.
CATHERINE (CONTD)
But I thought we were going sailing.
The boy frowns.
CATHERINE (CONTD)
You promised.
A devilish glint in his eye, Edward redirects the mirror.
Catherine follows the flicker to a TOY BOAT in the sand.
CATHERINE (CONTD)
We cant fit into that!
Edward shines light in her eyes, momentarily blinding her,
then snaps the locket shut. When her vision clears,
Catherine sees a GIANT SHIP perched among the dunes. A craft
weighing hundreds of tons just sitting there in the desert.
CATHERINE (CONTD)
Thatll do.
She walks toward it, but Edward doesnt follow.
CATHERINE (CONTD)
(coaxing him)
Come on, Mister E.
She extends her hand, but he adamantly shakes his head no.
CATHERINE (CONTD)
What now?
EDWARD
(nods at the ship)
s broken.
Undaunted, she... finds herself standing on the DECK.
CATHERINE
(calling to him)
Who says?
EDWARD
Mocky-Lock.
CATHERINE
Oh no... No you dont.
EDWARD
"Mocky-Lock is the bogeyman. Mocky-Lock
wants me where I am."
CATHERINE
I bet we can fix it.
She opens a rusted iron DOOR. It makes an HORRIFIC
SCREECHING SOUND. Similar to metal-on-metal, but more
piercing, more pained. As if made by a living thing.
CATHERINE (CONTD)
(familiar with the noise, a
warning to him)
Ed-ward...
The boys FACE CONTORTS, turning into something half-human,
half-animal. A monster. Mocky-Lock. He SCREECHES, trying
to frighten Catherine, but she cocks her head...
CATHERINE (CONTD)
We agreed. No more Mocky-Lock.
The creature sticks its tongue out and DIVES.
CATHERINE (CONTD)
Edward!
But its too late! Edward/Mocky Lock slithers into the sand
and disappears. Resigning herself to a failure, she opens
the palm of her left hand, revealing a SMALL BUMP in the
flesh between thumb and forefinger. She presses hard and...
PICTURE AND SOUND DISTORT AND CHANGE
INT. LABORATORY - DAY
We are looking at a large SCREEN showing an electronically
generated three-dimensional view of a human brain featuring
color-coded neurological activity. In a specific section of
the image, cells flash from yellow to red...
PULL BACK TO REVEAL HENRY WEST surrounded by computers,
monitors, electronics, and keyboards. DR. MIRIAM KENT stands
before a peculiar diagnostic machine scrutinizing data and
images. Both wear garb favored by surgeons or microchip
assemblers. The impressive, weird computer system HUMS as it
shifts programs, the unusual brain image changing colors.
THROUGH A LARGE WINDOW, we see into an ADJOINING ROOM within
which a HUMAN FIGURE hangs suspended in mid-air by a series
of cables designed to simulate flotation.
AT THE CONSOLE, Miriam uses a pen to hit specific areas of
the touch-sensitive screen, changing the complex CHEMICAL
SYMBOLS displayed there.
IN THE PROCEDURE ROOM, a series of pharmaceuticals are
injected into an intravenous tube feeding the sleeve/arm of
the figure. A featherweight cloth MASK electronically rises,
revealing the sleeping face of Catherine.
AT THE CONSOLE, Miriam hits a button and speaks into an
intercom microphone.
MIRIAM
Sing a song of sixpence...
IN THE PROCEDURE ROOM, there is no reaction from Catherine.
MIRIAM (O.S.) (CONTD)
Sing a song of sixpence...
CATHERINE
(hoarse, groggy)
A pocketful of rye...
MIRIAM (O.S.)
Four-and-twenty blackbirds.
Catherines eyes open.
CATHERINE
Baked in a pie...
IN THE CONTROL ROOM, Henry hits a switch and Catherine is
lowered to the pedestal. Miriam checks Monitors displaying
Catherines vital signs and continuing what must be a
routine, presses numbers on a keypad to open the PRESSURIZED
AIRTIGHT DOOR separating the two areas.
IN THE PROCEDURE ROOM, lights come on and Miriam eases
Catherine out of the apparatus. She checks her pupil
dilation, pulse, throat, a