127 Hours Page #4
MEGAN:
An illegal instructor.
12.
ARON:
It's hard to get the hours to
qualify. Catch 22.
KRISTI:
Well, we'll sign your time-card
today.
ARON:
Great. Now put your ass on my head.
KRISTI:
Okay but don't look and no grabbing
now, if I do...
MEGAN:
Oh whatever, you love it.
KRISTI:
Shhh!
Aron then quickly slips to the bottom. Megan is way high,
Kristi half way.
ARON:
(at his most instructor-
ish, talking all the time
as he makes his way down)
You'll have to chimney down a
little ways - like here, watch -
one foot on each wall then squat
onto your right heel, now your
butt's on the wall, so you can move
your right foot across, now put
your left foot under your butt
lower down and scootch your butt
down - watch that black part, it's
slick, slime, try not to get it on
your shoes - if you can get to
these bomber handholds here it's
like an elevator shaft and just
slide. This is a keeper so always
have someone at the bottom to boost
you out.
He looks up to them.
MEGAN:
I didn't understand any of that.
EXT. CONJUNCTION OF BLUE JOHN CANYON, WEST FORK, EAST FORK.
They come to a clear fork in the paths. He watches them turn
their map round and round.
13.
MEGAN (CONT'D)
Kristi, I think this is our way
back.
ARON:
Why don't you come with me to the
Big Drop Rappel? I can give you a
lift back to your car.
KRISTI:
How far is it?
He shows them on the map.
ARON:
About another 8 miles or so, I
think.
MEGAN:
You'll never get out before dark.
ARON:
No, I really got to do this. Anyway
I've my miner's lamp.
MEGAN:
You don't climb at night, do you?
ARON:
No, it's great for seeing snakes in
hand holds. Can I get a picture
then?
They pose with raven feathers in their hair.
ARON (CONT'D)
Listen, my friends are having a
party tomorrow night. You should
come.
KRISTI:
Yeah, we'd like that. What time?
MEGAN:
Where?
ARON:
Drive on the east road and about 40
miles out there's a huge inflatable
Scooby Doo. You can't miss it.
Turn off and it's about 2 miles
down that track. Starts late and
it'll go right thru.
Lots of cheek kissing and his last picture of them...
14.
KRISTI:
Come on Aron, hike out with us -
we'll go get your truck, hang out
and have a beer.
ARON:
No, I really got to do this.
KRISTI:
Okay. Scooby Doo, yeah?
ARON:
That's the one. I'll have 3 cold
beers waiting for us.
MEGAN:
12 cold beers!
CUT TO:
EXT. CANYON FORK. DAY. POV VARIOUS.
And they separate down 2 different canyons shouting to each
other...'hot dogs!...'vegetarian hot dogs!'.... 'so that's 12
cold beers and 9 vegetarian hotdogs!'...'.. I really can't
eat all these vegetarian hotdogs by myself... never mind, yes
I can!'... the last of the dialogue fading away as they lose
earshot of each other and we pull up out high over the
meandering slits of sandstone...
CUT TO:
EXT. MAIN BLUE JOHN CANYON. DAY.
Aron alone ... they are gone ... he picks up the pace as he
checks his watch... he loved them but now he's behind
schedule and he's ruthless about his schedule...
CUT TO:
EXT. HIGH ABOVE ARON. BLUE JOHN CANYON. DAY.
His sense of momentum is established again and it's clear
he's moving downhill, into the fissure of the rock.
CUT TO:
Without warning his feet suddenly slide forward from under
him and he skates/snap-kicks trying to keep his balance on a
floor of scattering pebbles left there by a flood. There's a
flash of the sky and dazzling sunlight.
15.
Only his arms and the proximity now of the walls prevent him
landing hard on his ass.
CUT TO:
EXT. C/U. DAY.
A small snake slithers away from his giant feet.
CUT TO:
ARON:
Easy Aron, easy now.
He keeps moving, descending still, but a little more
circumspect. He lets the change of pace allow him to whip
round his pack and with the practice of thousands of times
selects and plays a CD without stopping, slipping the
headphones over his head.
CUT TO:
INT. RUCKSACK. PORTABLE CD PLAYER.
We see the CD begin to spin: the display tells us there's
38:
47 to play before 0:01 appears.
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