7.1.03
E já que eu falei em "Planeta dos Macacos", segue a última cena da primeira versão, já decupada, plano a plano, tal como foi para a telona...
409 EXT. PALISADE AND BEACH - LONG HIGH ANGLE SHOT - DAY
Taylor and Nova are already far downstream. There is a striking change in the terrain. The area is still desolate,but some vegetation can be seen on the palisade above the narrow beach, and the river has widened to form a vast tidal basin where it meets the sea.
A NOTE ON PRODUCTION: If feasible at new location site, this scene should be shot at high tide, so that the water laps at the base of the cliffs, making a passage difficult and risky.
410 CLOSER ANGLE - PANNING WITH TAYLOR AND NOVA ON HORSEBACK
He is alert, sniffing the salt air, sizing up the situation. Hearing the CRIES of birds, he reins in and looks' up.
411 SKY SHOT - CIRCLING BIRDS
Sea gulls are soaring overhead.
412 TWO SHOT - TAYLOR AND NOVA ON HORSEBACK
His expression is expectant, searching. Nova emits a whimper of anticipation, pointing off.
413 LONG SHOT - WHAT THEY SEE:
A verdant forest atop a distant palisade. Their view of the beach below the forest, is cut off by a rocky promontory in the middle distance.
414 CLOSE SHOT - NOVA AND TAYLOR
He smiles at her hopefully.
TAYLOR - Yes, Nova -- I see it. (looks again at forest) In my old profession green meant safe. Green meant go.
The horse moves off at a trot, CAMERA PANNING. But they have gone only a short distance when they hear the distant THUNDER of an EXPLOSION. Taylor reins in and looks back.
415 VERY LONG SHOT - A CLOUD OF SMOKE
A column of smoke and dust rises from the exploded cave far upstream.
416 BACK TO TAYLOR AND NOVA
Frowning with concern, Taylor gazes for a moment at the smoke, then decides this is no time to linger. He digs his heels into the horse's flanks and they move off at a canter, riding toward the promontory that splits the beach. They are nearing the promontory that blocks their view of the beach beyond.
417- OUT
418
419 CLOSER ANGLE - TRACKING WITH TAYLOR AND NOVA.
As they round the promontory, the tip of a strange rock formation comes into view. it appears to be jutting from the sea.
420 REACTION SHOT - TAYLOR
He reins in momentarily, baffled by what he sees. Then he rides on.
421 THE STRANGE FORMATION - AS SEEN BY TAYLOR
An immense column juts from the beach at a thirty-degree angle. We can now see that it is not rock, but metal. Green metallic tints show through its gray salt-stained surface. As we draw closer, the object takes on the appearance of a massive arm, its top shaped like a hand holding a torch.
422 REVERSE ANGLE - FAVORING TAYLOR
Frowning with consternation. His horse proceeds at a slow walk.
423 TRACKING WITH TAYLOR - WHAT HE SEES:
Near the base of the column, where the shore and water meet, are a row of metal spikes. From this angle they look like tank traps.
A-423 CLOSER - TAYLOR
Dumbfounded, he slides from his saddle, approaches the spikes. Nova dismounts and follows him.
TAYLOR - (a cry of agony) My God!
He falls to his knees, buries his head in his hands. CAMERA SLOWLY DRAWS BACK AND UP to a HIGH ANGLE SHOT disclosing what Taylor has found. Half-buried in the sand and washed by the waves is the Statue of Liberty.
424- OUT
FADE OUT
THE END
409 EXT. PALISADE AND BEACH - LONG HIGH ANGLE SHOT - DAY
Taylor and Nova are already far downstream. There is a striking change in the terrain. The area is still desolate,but some vegetation can be seen on the palisade above the narrow beach, and the river has widened to form a vast tidal basin where it meets the sea.
A NOTE ON PRODUCTION: If feasible at new location site, this scene should be shot at high tide, so that the water laps at the base of the cliffs, making a passage difficult and risky.
410 CLOSER ANGLE - PANNING WITH TAYLOR AND NOVA ON HORSEBACK
He is alert, sniffing the salt air, sizing up the situation. Hearing the CRIES of birds, he reins in and looks' up.
411 SKY SHOT - CIRCLING BIRDS
Sea gulls are soaring overhead.
412 TWO SHOT - TAYLOR AND NOVA ON HORSEBACK
His expression is expectant, searching. Nova emits a whimper of anticipation, pointing off.
413 LONG SHOT - WHAT THEY SEE:
A verdant forest atop a distant palisade. Their view of the beach below the forest, is cut off by a rocky promontory in the middle distance.
414 CLOSE SHOT - NOVA AND TAYLOR
He smiles at her hopefully.
TAYLOR - Yes, Nova -- I see it. (looks again at forest) In my old profession green meant safe. Green meant go.
The horse moves off at a trot, CAMERA PANNING. But they have gone only a short distance when they hear the distant THUNDER of an EXPLOSION. Taylor reins in and looks back.
415 VERY LONG SHOT - A CLOUD OF SMOKE
A column of smoke and dust rises from the exploded cave far upstream.
416 BACK TO TAYLOR AND NOVA
Frowning with concern, Taylor gazes for a moment at the smoke, then decides this is no time to linger. He digs his heels into the horse's flanks and they move off at a canter, riding toward the promontory that splits the beach. They are nearing the promontory that blocks their view of the beach beyond.
417- OUT
418
419 CLOSER ANGLE - TRACKING WITH TAYLOR AND NOVA.
As they round the promontory, the tip of a strange rock formation comes into view. it appears to be jutting from the sea.
420 REACTION SHOT - TAYLOR
He reins in momentarily, baffled by what he sees. Then he rides on.
421 THE STRANGE FORMATION - AS SEEN BY TAYLOR
An immense column juts from the beach at a thirty-degree angle. We can now see that it is not rock, but metal. Green metallic tints show through its gray salt-stained surface. As we draw closer, the object takes on the appearance of a massive arm, its top shaped like a hand holding a torch.
422 REVERSE ANGLE - FAVORING TAYLOR
Frowning with consternation. His horse proceeds at a slow walk.
423 TRACKING WITH TAYLOR - WHAT HE SEES:
Near the base of the column, where the shore and water meet, are a row of metal spikes. From this angle they look like tank traps.
A-423 CLOSER - TAYLOR
Dumbfounded, he slides from his saddle, approaches the spikes. Nova dismounts and follows him.
TAYLOR - (a cry of agony) My God!
He falls to his knees, buries his head in his hands. CAMERA SLOWLY DRAWS BACK AND UP to a HIGH ANGLE SHOT disclosing what Taylor has found. Half-buried in the sand and washed by the waves is the Statue of Liberty.
424- OUT
FADE OUT
THE END
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