127 Hours Page #17

VIDEO FOOTAGE:

ARON (CONT'D)

This next part may not be for all

viewers at home. It's a little

after eight. At precisely eight

o'clock I took my last sip of clean

water... and... hide your eyes,

Mom...

He pans across the boulder and zooms in on the wound,

smattered with bright red blood.

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ARON (CONT'D)

I made an attempt - a short career

in surgery, as it turned out -

those knives are just not anywhere

close to the task. I've got about

an inch-wide gash in my arm that

goes about a half inch deep. I cut

down through the skin and the fatty

tissue, and through some of the

muscle. I think I cut a tendon, but

I'm not sure.

I'll never saw through the bones

with this knife. I tried, anyways.

It really just didn't go well. The

tourniquet is relaxed at this

point. Which actually is a little

bothersome, considering I'm not

bleeding that bad, barely at all.

It's so weird. You'd expect to

definitely see more pulsing and

bleeding, but oh well.

PAUSE:

I'm really f***ed now. I'm out of

water.

CUT TO:

INT. CANYON. DAY.

Stops the video and rips a section of his t-shirt to make an

impromptu bandage to cover the wound. As he ties it with his

teeth there's a rush of someone else's noise: the swat of

wings. He grabs the camera just in time to catch the very end

of the raven's flight 70 ft above his head.

ARON:

Sh*t missed it. 8:31AM. He's late

and I still missed it.

We can hear his heart racing. He holds his left hand to it

hoping to calm it down.

CUT TO:

EXT. STADIUM. CROWDS.

Like the beginning there are thousands of fans filling the

screen, people everywhere, maybe holding lighters. And again

like the beginning the screen splits into 2...

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TITLE:

" NIGHT FOUR. WEDNESDAY. NIGHT FIVE "

CUT TO:

INT/EXT. VARIOUS.

The rest of Tuesday and night, and Wednesday and night play

out through the triptych. Repetition is used to create a

trippy sense of losing coherence- sometimes there's 3 Arons

doing the same thing. It could be consecutive days or he's

forgotten.

At key moments it resolves to one image and then back again.

Things seem to loop and his close-ups almost seem to watch

the loops happening again and again. This is particularly

true inside the head bag at night. When his light is switched

on it's bleached and monstrously overlit, like cruel HD close-

up - his disintegration is terrifying.

When it's off we establish a night vision, of green, of blue,

that allows us to witness him in hiding. The images,

sometimes of himself also, play out on the interior surface

of the bag. The effect is like wraparound Imax, multi-screen

Technicolor.

INT. CANYON. DAY. DIPTYCH.

Aron has his headphones on EXT. STADIUM CROWD

Listening to the live concert

again.

The laser in the CD The crowd smears,

skips. dragged and distorted.

It's been damaged by the time in The numbers skip on the

the sand. display.

As they stop...

CUT TO:

INT. CANYON. DAY.

Aron falls into the canyon.

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Beyond the foot 11.32 => 11.33

in the sunlight Aron falls again into the HUGE figures.

dagger. We don't canyon replayed in slower

see above waist motion V.O: HERE he is

height. Someone Aron lifts a

carrying 2 huge huge rock onto

office water his shoulder

dispensers by and heaves it

their necks walks to crash on

into the canyon the chockstone

He walks up to Aron It shatters

And puts them down into dust.

his side and leaves. It's like

ARON:
quarry mining.

`Thanks' He finds a

BLACK SHOT-

Adverts - 7UP, etc. Some putt sized

televised, some billboard rock and

some radio, pull tab cans begins

split and spit, slurpees hammering with

grapefruit juice, OJ that -

popsicles. ARON:

`owwww!'

But he carries

on.

SHUDDERING SO:

VIOLENTLY WITH:

Temperature 57 - shivers, like

56 - 55 (huge a fit teeth

Figures) chattering,

RACKING HIS:

A figure starts body with a

a small fire to furious

comfort Aron. vengeance.

Perfect for bacon

and beans.

He pisses again 02.02=>03.03=>04.04

ARON:
Huge luminous figures on There's the

"I can't believe the inside of the black interior Scooby

this..." bag. Doo waving at a

decants the table in front

sediment out of V.O: There you are of it piled to

Camelbak. The creaking point

stench of the with margaritas

sediment makes the excess runs

him retch and jerk down the table

away. Where is all legs.

This coming from?

ARON:

`F*** Aron 05.05 We see it reflected

That sh*t stinks' on his eyeball the eyelid

rustles back and forward.

Finished he tucks

back in but VIDEO FOOTAGE: During this we

there's a small [ARON: RAMBLING ON VIDEO see pictures,

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