127 Hours Page #14
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INT. CANYON. DAY.
Aron's sky darkens above him. Instantly plunging him into a
dark, violet nether-light. He looks up the canyon as he
pulls at his arm in panic and tries to gather his laid-out
possessions into his backpack. Simultaneously he opens his
mouth to gather any drops he can into his parched throat.
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EXT. DESERT. DAY.
A channel fills now as the grooves spill and multiply. The
water poured from above appears everywhere, visibility is
virtually gone, whether it's through mist or darkness it's
impossible to tell.
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EXT. DESERT. DAY.
Another channel explodes like a volcanic surging mass in
every direction. The camera literally slips and slides as
the water now seems to take a direction towards deeper
gulleys, looking for something to fill, for somewhere to
escape to.
The floor of the desert becomes a river careering towards the
slot canyons.
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EXT. DESERT. DAY.
Now carrying debris with it the water cascades into the
natural pipe-work of the desert.
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47.
EXT. BLUE JOHN CANYON S-LOG. DAY.
We see the S log from below as someone seems to pour
unimaginable tons of water over the lips of the canyon above
it. The walls glisten with force as the canyon becomes a 6FT
wall of churning mud, hurtling towards the chockstones. The
smaller ones are picked up and tossed downstream, smashing
and breaking on the bigger ones.
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INT. CANYON. DAY. WIDE.
We can see Aron in the distance pulling at his arm. Without
time to watch it's journey towards him, it seems to skip time
and hit him like a tsunami under-surging the initial push of
water on the floor.
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INT. CANYON. DAY. CLOSER.
In an instant it smashes into his chest, scattering all of
his possessions as he still tries to grab them.
He pushes and pulls, trying to gain height but is underwater
almost immediately. He tries to take a huge suck of air
before he's submerged but even that is compromised by water.
We hear him choke and he disappears into the liquid wall of
mud.
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INT. CANYON. DAY. UNDERWATER FOOTAGE.
We're with him underwater. He's trying to switch his light
on. We can see almost nothing in this washing machine of
churning slush and debris and malevolent water. The light
flicks on. He can see his arm and the rock. Suddenly the
water lifts the chockstone and his arm releases. He pulls it
towards him, luminous deathly white in the mud, and flat, and
too big.
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INT. CANYON. DAY. UNDERWATER FOOTAGE.
We're close on Aron's face, at last free but now suffocating
in darkness.
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48.
INT:
CANYON. NIGHT.Aron gasps and throws his night bag off his head and to the
floor. He's sweating and gasping; thumped alert but...
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INT. CANYON. NIGHT.
... the canyon is dry as Mars. He tries to control his
breathing. Head down, sweat drips onto his arm - he licks it
off and lifts his head - a sudden shiver - looks at his
watch.
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C/U. WATCH:
The display changes from 20.29 => 20.30
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INT. CANYON. NIGHT.
He can't believe so little time has passed. He's only just
closed his eyes. It's going to be a long night.
The two bottles stand looking at him. He goes back in the
head bag and we go with him.
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INT. ROPE BAG. NIGHT
He holds the video camera at waist height and switches it to
playback. He rewinds through his messages. Stops, switches
off playback and rewinds the blue LCD screen to save battery.
The light is surreal, soft LCD hell.
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HUGE C/U OF:
Battery time. Time rewinding, hurtling backwards.
49.
Stops. Plays back.
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INT. CATHEDRAL CAVE. DAY. VIDEO FOOTAGE.
Megan and Kristi. The Cathedral. They clamber out in wet
clothes - it's from after their first jumps. We see all
three of them climb and fall and get out of the water and
climb and fall, smashing into the azure water. Their faces
are dripping wet, beaming mad, screaming and howling,
completely natural, children really, on their first helter-
skelter / Big Dipper.
He rewinds this time in vision. Kristi's bra and pants are
soaking. Megan's top cascades water as she rises out of the
water.
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