Event Horizon Page #10

Smith enters. He closes the Outer Airlock door. Atmosphere

HISSES into the chamber. The Inner Airlock door flashes:

"PRESSURIZED."

INT. EVENT HORIZON - AIRLOCK BAY NO. 2

Cooper in EVA, getting ready to go outside. The Inner Airlock

door opens. Smith enters. Takes off his helmet.

COOPER:

You been out there a long time. Trying

to break my record?

SMITH:

I'd rather spend the next twelve

hours Outside than another five

minutes in this can. This ship is

bad. It watches you.

COOPER:

What?

SMITH:

You heard me. This ship, it's crazy:

trying to go faster'n light, that's

like the Tower of Babel.

COOPER:

Sh*t, Smith, you're going Biblical

on me.

SMITH:

You know what happened to the Tower

of Babel, don't you? It fell down.

COOPER:

You're sucking too much nitrogen in

your mix.

CUT TO:

INT. EVENT HORIZON - BRIDGE

Starck programs the sensor workstation. She glances over at

Weir:
sitting at a computer terminal, his face rapt as data

flashes by. His lips move, muttering to himself.

STARCK:

Why Dr. Weir, I think you're in love.

WEIR:

Hmmm. Claire used to tell me I loved

the Event Horizon more than I loved

her. I told her that wasn't true, I

just knew the Event Horizon better,

that's all.

STARCK:

Claire is your wife?

WEIR:

Yes.

STARCK:

It must be hard, being so far away

from her.

WEIR:

Yes. I miss her. She died. Two years

now.

STARCK:

I'm sorry.

Weir keeps his attention focused on the screen.

WEIR:

These things happen.

(reacting to something

on the screen)

Wait a minute, that's not right...

He fingers fly across the keyboard, double-checking the data.

Miller leans over Weir's shoulder.

MILLER:

You have something, Dr. Weir?

WEIR:

The date.

MILLER:

What about it?

WEIR:

The Event Horizon's computer think's

it's 2034.

MILLER:

It's 2041...

WEIR:

Exactly. The ship's internal clock

is off by seven years.

STARCK:

Maybe a power interruption crashed

the system...

WEIR:

No, there's no evidence of a surge

or spike of any kind. It's as if

time just... stopped for seven years.

MILLER:

Explanation?

WEIR:

Intense gravitational fields effect

the passage of time, it's possible...

(beat)

Black holes make sense on paper,

it's all math, you see, but as to

what really happened...

(he shakes his head)

The Event Horizon has passed beyond

our plane of reality, and like

Lazarus, returned from the dead.

The INTERCOM interrupts them:

PETERS (O.S.)

(intercom)

Captain Miller, Dr. Weir? I found

the final log entry.

CUT TO:

INT. EVENT HORIZON - MEDICAL/SCIENCE

Peters sits at the workstation. Miller, DJ and Weir stand

behind her, watching.

A VIDEO SCREEN:

INT. EVENT HORIZON - GRAVITY COUCH BAY (FOR VIDEO)

A jumpy, handheld camera view of:

Gravity couch bay. Two crewmen checking electronics modules.

The ship is well-lit, clean, no sign of debris. The narrator's

voice is excited and nervous.

KILPACK (O.S.)

We have reached safe distance and

are preparing to engage the gravity

drive and open the gateway...

INT. EVENT HORIZON - MEDICAL/SCIENCE

PETERS:

The speaker is the mission

commander...

WEIR:

(quiet)

John Kilpack.

INT. EVENT HORIZON - SECOND CONTAINMENT (FOR VIDEO)

Second Containment. A lone engineer finishes his check of

the Core. He turns to the camera and gives a self-conscious

"thumbs-up."

KILPACK (O.S.)

When you get this message, God

willing, we will reach the solar

system of Proxima Centauri...

INT. EVENT HORIZON - MEDICAL/SCIENCE

MILLER:

I wonder if they ever made it.

INT. EVENT HORIZON - MAIN ACCESS CORRIDOR (FOR VIDEO)

Corridor. The entire original crew assembled, playing catch

with the stuffed dog

KILPACK:

I just want to say how proud I am of

my crew. I'd like to name my station

heads Chris Chambers, Janice Rubin,

Dick Smith, Tom Fender and Stacie

Collins. And to Bill Weir and all

the scientists that got us here.

INT. EVENT HORIZON - BRIDGE (FOR VIDEO)

Bridge. KILPACK addresses the camera. His face is flushed

with excitement.

KILPACK:

I... uh, I had something historic to

say, and I wrote it down but I... I

can't find it. Ave, atque, vale.

Hail and farewell.

INT. EVENT HORIZON - MEDICAL/SCIENCE

A BURST of static...

...followed by an inhuman HOWL of FEEDBACK, like screaming

hyaenas, almost alive. Through the swirl of static, the

suggestion of movement.

Miller freezes the frame. He squints at the screen...

POV MILLER:

Obscured by static, the image is blurred beyond comprehension.

MILLER:

What the hell is that? Dr. Weir?

WEIR:

I don't know.

PETERS:

I can run the image through a series

of filters, try to clean it up.

MILLER:

Do it.

Suddenly, the lights fade out. Dim emergency lighting snaps

on...

PETERS:

What's happening...?

DJ:

A power drain --

MILLER:

We barely have enough power for life

support as it is, if we can't stop

the drain, we're not gonna make it.

WEIR:

The Core...!

Weir heads for the door.

MILLER:

Wait!

But Weir has vanished into the corridor.

MILLER:

The rest of you, stay here, I don't

want anyone else going near that

thing.

Miller follows after Weir.

CUT TO:

INT. EVENT HORIZON - SECOND CONTAINMENT

The Second Containment Seal opens. Weir is about to enter

when Miller stops him. He checks a Geiger counter. It is

silent.

MILLER:

No radiation. What's causing the

drain?

Weir crosses to a console. Frowns.

WEIR:

(shakes his head)

The magnetic fields are holding.

Maybe a short in the fail-safe

circuit. I'll check it out.

Miller assists Weir in removing bolts from an access panel.

The panel falls away, revealing a cramped duct leading into

the ship's circuitry.

Weir climbs into the duct. Miller hands him a flashlight and

a toolkit.

MILLER:

We don't get the power back, our

air's gonna go bad.

WEIR:

Check the Core for radiation. Carbon

dioxide may be the least of our

worries.

Weir begins to crawl into the depths of the ship.

INT. EVENT HORIZON - WEIR'S DUCT

Weir's breath ECHOES in the cramped shaft. He counts off

circuit panels as he goes:

WEIR:

E-three... E-five... E-seven... where

are you...

INT. EVENT HORIZON - SECOND CONTAINMENT

Miller slogs through the coolant to the Core. Stares at it.

It remains metallic, mundane.

He pulls out a Geiger counter and crosses to the reactor

shell. Examines a gleaming weld. The Geiger counter CLICKS

slowly:
no leak.

INT. EVENT HORIZON - BRIDGE

A yellow light starts flashing on the engineering board.

Starck's eyes widen: the engineering sections flash

yellow...and green...

STARCK:

What the hell...

STARCK'S POV

as the bio-scan goes wild.

STARCK:

(into intercom)

Skipper, the bio-scan just went off

the scale...

INT. EVENT HORIZON - MEDICAL/SCIENCE

Justin shakes on the bed in an epileptic fit. DJ rushes to

him.

DJ:

Justin! Can you hear me? Justin!

Justin's eyes remain unfocused, unseeing as he tries to speak.

DJ leans in close, trying to hear him speak...

Justin arches in agony and the words come in a strangled,

tortured voice:

JUSTIN:

THE DARK IS COMING...

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