Deep Rising Page #19

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TRILLIAN:

Soon as I get over the heart

attack...

Finnegan whistles. Waits. No engine goes on. He whistles again. Still

no response. Removes his watch, gives it to Trillian.

FINNEGAN:

Three minutes...I'm not back...no

matter what...you go...

TRILLIAN:

No...

FINNEGAN:

You don't take orders very well, do

you?

TRILLIAN:

I don't take orders at all.

FINNEGAN:

This time, make an exception.

He grabs Trillian's pulse rifle, and leaps up on the side of the

Saipan, and scales up to the deck. Trillian watches him, and then

looks at the watch.

CUT TO:

149INT. SAIPAN PILOT HOUSE - NIGHT

Finnegan bursts in.

FINNEGAN:

Pantucci!... JOEY!

Then he spots something on the floor. He reaches down and picks it up.

It's Pantucci's leather tool belt. It's been RIPPED TO SHREDS.

Finnegan stares at it. His grip tightening. Tears rising in his eyes.

His jaw clenching. Then he flings the belt aside. Filled with rage.

FINNEGAN:

Time to die, motherf***er.

Finnegan hits the ignition button. A desperate moment of dry cranking

...and then the one remaining engine catches, sputters, and fires to

life.

CUT TO:

150EXT. FUJI MARU - NIGHT

Trillian hears the Saipan's engine come to life. She hits the ignition

on the jet ski. Right next to her something drops from the deck of the

Saipan into the water. Finnegan clambers up in front of her. His pulse

rifle still in hand.

TRILLIAN:

Where's you friend?

FINNEGAN:

He's not coming...

The Saipan strains on its leashes. ENGINES GUNNING. Finnegan swings

his rifle around. OPENS UP on the tie-lines. All the TIE-LINES SHRED.

The Saipan starts to break free.

FINNEGAN:

Hold on!

He GUNS the ski...and it stalls. The jet ski stalls. Goes dead in the

water.

FINNEGAN:

Oh sh*t!!

Nearby, the WATER SWIRLS violently. He hammers the starter button.

FINNEGAN:

Come on!!

The ENGINE STUTTERS. He tries again.

FINNEGAN:

Come on!!

Another STUTTER. More WATER SWIRLS, getting closer now. But the third

time's a charm. The jet ski comes to life and shoots off along the

side of the ship. Just as a tentacle comes shooting out of the water.

Finnegan fires at it, blowing it to pieces.

The last TIE-LINE SNAPS. The SAIPAN LURCHES AWAY from the Fuji Maru.

The jammed steering-sticks force the rudder to turn it in a tight

circle.

151READ FAST:

Finnegan bears down on the handlebars of the jet ski.

Pedal to the metal.

Looking straight ahead.

Trillian holds on for dead life.

Suddenly, a WAVE EXPLODES in front of the jet ski.

Finnegan cranks the handlebars.

The JET SKI SLEWS SIDEWAYS.

The Saipan starts to arc around.

The WARHEAD gleams in the MOONLIGHT.

Dripping water.

Finnegan HAULS ASS away from the Fuji Maru. ENGINE ROARING.

Throwing water.

Another WAVE EXPLODES.

A tentacle rears up. Right in front of the jet ski.

Finnegan and Trillian lean hard.

The JET SKI SKIDS sideways across the water.

BOUNCING HARD.

Trillian can't hold on.

Flips off the back.

Skips across the water.

Finnegan ROARS away.

A tentacle hard on his ass.

Trillian pops to the surface. Treads water.

Panicked.

Watches Finnegan and the jet ski leaving her behind.

Finnegan looks back at Trillian. Bobbing in the water.

The he looks at the Saipan. Continuing its arc.

Its deadly payload racing for the Fuji Maru.

Finnegan CRANKS the HANDLEBARS.

SMASHES through a wave and heads for Trillian.

Trillian sees him and swims hard.

The SAIPAN ROARS straight at the Fuji Maru.

The warhead perfectly positioned to strike its hull.

Only fifty meters away.

Now forty.

Now thirty-five.

152READ FASTER:

Finnegan cuts the motor of the jet ski.

Slides up next to Trillian.

Grabs her by her arm.

Rips her out of the water.

Throws her onto the back of the jet ski.

Just as a tentacles rises up, lashing out.

He GUNS IT.

SMASHES through the waves.

The WARHEAD SPLASHES through the water.

The jet ski hauls ass.

ENGINES WHINING OUT.

Faster and faster.

A HUGE GEYSER OF WATER EXPLODES in front of the jet ski.

A tentacle slaps down hard.

Finnegan cuts hard.

Too late.

The JET SKI RAMPS through the geyser.

They and the JET SKI TUMBLE and SPLASH across the water.

The SAIPAN CHARGES FORWARD.

Twenty-five meters away from hitting the Fuji Maru.

No twenty meters away.

Now fifteen.

Finnegan pops to the surface.

Looks around.

Can't find Trillian.

He DIVES under the water.

His POV:
Tentacles converging on him from the murky depths.

The "retrieve" feature that's on all jet skis forces it back around

towards where Finnegan and Trillian fell off.

Finnegan BURST to the surface.

Holding Trillian.

She looks nearly lifeless.

The jet ski heads right at them.

Finnegan swims for it.

Dragging Trillian.

As tentacles converge from all sides.

The JET SKI is suddenly SUCKED under the water!

Swallowed whole.

Finnegan quickly reverses.

Backstrokes like mad.

The WARHEAD SLICES through the water.

Now only ten meters away from hitting the Fuji Maru.

Now nine meters away.

Now eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

153WE GO INTO SLO-MO NOW AS:

Finnegan paddles hard.

Sucking in as much water as he is air.

A TENTACLE RISES UP out of the water.

Looms above Finnegan and Trillian.

Dripping water.

About to strike.

There's nowhere to hide.

Finnegan paddles harder.

154WE COME OUT OF SLOW-MO AS:

The TENTACLE starts its DOWNWARD LUNGE.

And that's when the SAIPAN RAMS the Fuji Maru.

The WARHEAD SLAMS into its hull.

BA-WHOOOOOOMMM!!

The SAIPAN EVAPORATES.

METAL FLIES.

WATER SPRAYS.

FIRE FILLS the night sky.

The TOP DECK of the Fuji Maru CARTWHEELS across the waves.

The Tentacle above Finnegan drops like lead. And just lies there.

Quivering.

Another EXPLOSION. LIFTS the remains of the FUJI MARU out of the sea.

Sends shock waves across the water. Blows Finnegan's hair back. He

swims on. Towards the island. Pulling Trillian.

The remains of the SAIPAN and the FUJI MARU SMOLDER and SINK. BUBBLES

EXPLODE to the surface. A couple dozen small FIRES dot the waves.

WATER SIZZLES and STEAMS. SMOKE drifts into the night sky. Debris

coats the water.

SLOW DISSOLVE TO:

155EXT. BEACH - SUNRISE

Finnegan and Trillian crawl out of the water and up onto the beach of

the island. They collapse next to each other. Finnegan is exhausted.

Trillian coughs up seawater. They both turn and look out to sea, and

the rising sun.

Trillian reaches into her bra, and pulls out the egg sized diamond.

She holds it up. The sun refracts off it brilliantly... Trillian looks

at the diamond, looks around at the picture perfect island, the

picture perfect sunset...and then she heaves it as far as she can into

the sea.

For the first time since they know each other there is nobody around.

No people. No tentacles. And when they look at each other, something

else comes to mind besides survival.

Finnegan moves towards Trillian. Trillian moves towards Finnegan.

Their lips move closer, closer... And then, down by their feet --

SOMETHING EXPLODES OUT OF THE WATER! Scares the sh*t out of them. The

audience too. But it's just Pantucci. Looking waterlogged and shell-

shocked. Coughing up half the sea. Finnegan and Trillian help him to

his feet.

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