Final Destination Page #16

She has lives this so many times, she is long beyond crying...

CLEAR (CONT'D)

And, let me tell ya, I had every reason to

worry before... because life became sh*t. I

don't blame her, I guess, but my mom couldn't

deal with it at all. She married this a**hole,

who my mom with my real dad would cross the street

to avoid this guy. He really didn't want a kid.

And so my mom didn't either anymore, I guess.

(beat)

If that was the design for my father... and my

family... then f*** Death, F*** IT!

The waves continue to shore. Clear looks up at the sky.

CLEAR (CONT'D)

And so, anyway... I've thought of that

"somewhere," Alex. It exists, that place.

He looks at her.

CLEAR (CONT'D)

Where my dad is still safe. Where he had

a full pack of cigerettes and kept driving.

A place where me and my dad and my mom...

are still together....and have no idea about

this second life, here.

(beat)

A place where our frineds are still in the

sky... where everyone gets a second chance.

She looks at him...

CLEAR (CONT'D)

But that place might only exist in my heart.

And maybe, now... yours. I haven't experienced

too many second chances in my life. I havn't

seen any. But because of all of this, I believe...

because of you... I will get a second chance.

Because of me, you will. With you in my life...

that place, right now existing in our hearts, will

spring out... and become a real part of this life.

Alex looks within her, as a soft ocean breeze blows through Clear's hair.

CLEAR:

And that is the only way we can beat Death...

by making something special out of Life.

His eyes well with tears. Only as she looks at Alex, does Clear become

emotional... thay move closer, and kiss the desire for each other, to defy

the events around them; darkness; the isolation...

They dive into a deep feverish kiss. Embracing, as if the tighter, the

safer. She pulls him back down to the beach and lifts his shirt over his

head.

ALEX:

This won't be safe.

Clear looks down the beach, checking for any sight of Billy and Carter.

CLEAR:

Those guys are probably fifteen minutes away.

ALEX:

No.. I mean, I don't have anything on me.

This won't be safe.

CLEAR:

(sadly)

Nothing is... anymore.

Alex looks to Clear, then kisses her with passion that reflects the defiance

of death. He pulls open her shirt and falls into her arms. CAMERA CRANES UP

as the young man and woman make love in the sand... consciously and

defiantly oblivious, to anything around them... including the stars,

possibly Flight 180, up above.

CUT TO:

INT. CARTER'S CAR - NIGHT

Carter drives. Billy rides shotgun. Alex and Clear are in the back. Everyone

anxious, looking for cops.

ALEX:

I can't go home. After Lewton's,

they'll be after me.

CLEAR:

We're takin' you to a cabin in the

woods, it's only a couple miles from

my house.

(to Carter)

Keep off the highways, they'll be lookin'

for us.

Carter, however, continually glances into the rear view mirror, checking

Alex. Finally, hotheaded and unable to withhold it any further...

CARTER:

Alright, Browning, you f***in' warlock...

did you know about Ms. Lewton, or what?

ALEX:

Why do you think I was hiding?

CLEAR:

Billy told the F.B.I. he saw you runnin'

away from her house.

ALEX:

They blame me for everything. Her, Tod,

the plane crash...

BILLY:

Your shoe prints were in the blood. Your

fingerprints on the knives...

ALEX:

I already told you...

CARTER:

(interrupting)

I'm not talkin' about if you did it.

Or if you knew she was dead...

(beat)

Did you know she was going to be next...

before she was?

Alex looks at Clear, her expression asking the same question...

ALEX:

(quietly)

Yeah.

(almost to himself)

When she died... at that moment, I

could tell she saw something... horrible.

The three others turn quiet, considering what it must be...

CARTER:

Out of us... who's next to see it?

Alex eyes them... hesitant to respond.

BILLY:

Please tell me I'm gonna get to see

the Jets win the super Bowl.

CARTER:

Me, right? That's why you're not saying.

Billy looks out the window, despondent.

BILLY:

Shoulda felt up Tammy in the pool,

that time...

CARTER:

(to Billy)

Whatta you whinin' about? He said I'm

next.

CLEAR:

He didn't say nothin'. Just drive.

CARTER:

You have a responsibility to tell me.

ALEX:

Is knowing going to make it

easier? It makes it harder.

CARTER:

You get off havin' control over me.

Let me choose how to deal with it.

ALEX:

It doesn't matter who's next...

we're all on the same list.

The three are silent.

CARTER:

Aww, f***... really?

Carter's expression becomes frightened, but he cannot have this. He counters

with an irrational bravado.

CARTER:

Then why bother? What's the f***in'

point? Terry and me will be back

together on the other side, so why

wait any longer?

Carter bares down on the wheel, hits the GAS...

EXT. AN INTERSECTION - NIGHT

The muscle car ROARS past a stop sign.

INT. CARTER'S CAR - NIGHT

The interior bounces as the car clears a dip past the intersection. Alex,

Clear, and Billy tenses...

CLEAR:

Knock it off!

CARTER:

May as well go out under my own

free will, right?

CLEAR:

Not with us in the f***in' car!

EXT. ANOTHER INTERSECTION - NIGHT

The car GUNS IT through another stop sign.

INT. CARTER'S CAR - NIGHT

Every passenger hangs on as the car BOUNCES from the next dip.

CLEARBILLY:

Stop it!Hey, c'mon, man...

CARTER:

What's your f***in' worry? If

it's not your time...? I could get

nailed runnin' this red light and you all

wouldn't get sh*t! Only me, right?

ALEXCLEAR:

No!Knock it off!

EXT. TRAFFIC LIGHT INTERSECTION - NIGHT

Red light. A car approaches with the green lighted right of way. Carter's

car TEARS INTO FRAME, just missing being T-boned in the intersection as the

other car HITS THE BRAKES, fishtailing.

INT. CARTER'S CAR - NIGHT

BILLY:

And I f***in' HATED FRANCH CLASS!

ALEXCLEAR:

Carter, stop it, youGet control of yourself!

f***in' maniac!!

CARTER:

That's what I'm doin'!

CLEAR:

I know what you're doing! It's alright

to be scared, Carter. You don't have to

prove to us how big your balls are. Not

now.

CARTER:

I'm not afraid! I DECIDE WHEN IT'S TIME!

I control my life! I control my death!

BILLY:

Watch it! Watch it!

EXT. A SECOND TRAFFIC LIGHT INTERSECTION - NIGHT

Carter barrels through the intersection as a car makes a left turn at the

intersection.

TURNING CAR DRIVER'S POV - CARTER'S CAR

flying down the road, appears to be heading straight towards him.

INT. CARTER'S CAR - NIGHT

Carter takes his hands off the wheel and raises them in the air, like a

terrorized child on a roller coaster...

EXT. A SECOND TRAFFIC LIGHT INTERSECTION - NIGHT

The turning car HONKS, ROARING through the intersection as Carter's car

nearly clips the rear end of the turning car.

INT. CARTER'S CAR - NIGHT

Cater hooks his elbow on the window and his right arm around the front seat,

driving; no hands.

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