Final Destination Page #6

The officials are sympathetic and calm, exuding the confidence and security

trauma victims look for at this time.

SEIGAL:

Hello. I'm Howard Seigal, National

Transportation Safety Board vice

chairmen. We've notified your families

and they are on their way. Does anyone

feel they need medical attention or

spiritual counseling at this time?

Although the words are comforting, being in the position of having to hear

them macabre. Ms. Lewton reacts, snapping...

MS. LEWTON

Have they found any survivors?

What's going on?

Seigel is calm, yet honest... carefully honest.

SEIGAL:

The cause of the explosion

is undetermined. Nassau county

authorities are on the scene. Naval

search and rescue are on rought.

He gestures... "and that's all we know." The group slips deeper into

despair.

WEINE:

We understand how you must be

feeling at this hour... and although

we know it may be difficult, we must

ask you some questions... regarding

today's events, while it's still

fresh in your minds.

The survivors dread the thought of recounting the horrible experience, yet

collectively are ready to co-operate.

WEINE:

It may be valuable to our rescue

attempts, or any potential...

criminal investigation.

The agents, F.B.I. badges displayed in their pockets, turn their eyes,

suspicioulsy, toward Alex.

ALEX:

reacts, puzzled, as he realizes the Agents are focused on him...

CUT TO:

INT. A ROOM - AIRPORT - NIGHT - CLOSE - SCHRECK & WEINE

are direct and professional, with no hidden agenda in searching for the

truth. Seigal and Hawks from the NTSB are behind them taking notes...

SCHRECK:

You said...

(checks notes)

"Listen to me! This plane will

explode on take-off."

(to Alex)

How did you know that?

ALEX:

CAMERA PUSHES IN as he looks up, nervous... not about suspicion toward him,

but trying to explain what even he doesn't understand.

ALEX:

I got this... feeling... a weird

feeling... I can't explain it...

WEINE:

Did you take any seditives before

boarding, or on the plane. Sleeping

pills?

ALEX:

No. I saw it. I saw it!

Tears well as he grows frustrated trying to convey the unique experience.

Being trained, veteran officers, Schreck and Weine obsereve; allow him to

talk.

ALEX:

Not like a dream... more than

that. I experienced the plane

exploding... it was so horrible...

I know what they all went through

tonight...

The officers remain quiet, gauging his explanation.

ALEX (CONT'D)

I'm not a pyschic... I've never had

this happen before...

The officers study him, unsure yet, carefully...

SCHRECK:

Did this "weird feeling" have

anything to do with you saying

you wished Carter Horton was on the

plane... just before it exploded?

Alex looks up, stunned. He didn't even recall this until now.

ALEX:

No!

SCHRECK:

Why'd you say it?

He considers, owing them an explanation. The he realizes...

ALEX:

Because... I... never thought

it would really happen.

Weine leans foward...

WEINE:

If that's the case, Alex...

why did you really get off the

plane?

CAMERA INCHES IN as Alex considers, confused, emotional...

CUT TO:

INT. A ROOM - AIRPORT - NIGHT - TOD

CAMERA CONTINUES THE MOVE on Tod... as if just realizing...

TOD:

My brother... told me to keep

an eye on Alex. He stayed... and I

went to make sure Alex was okay.

(a whisper)

He told me to get off the plane.

INT. A SECOND ROOM - AIRPORT - NIGHT - MS. LEWTON

displaying a similar sickened expression as Tod...

MS. LEWTON

Larry Murnau told me to get back

on... but I told him to go.

(pause, guiltily)

I sent him back on the plane.

INT. A ROOM - AIRPORT - NIGHT - WEINE

WEINE:

No one forced you to get off the

plane. You told us you aren't friends

with any that did... so, why did you

leave the airplane?

CLEAR RIVERS:

CAMERA INCHES IN as she looks up. With total resolve...

CLEAR:

Because I saw and I heard Alex.

And... I believed him.

CUT TO:

INT. JFK INTERNATIONAL BUILDING - PRESS ROOM #10 - NIGHT

The surviviors have all returned to the room. They may be a group, but they

are alone with their thoughts. The door is opened by Ms. Whale.

Alex's Mother and Father lead by a group of parents into the room. Each

moves with grief, yet relief, to their child.

Barbara Browning grabs hold of Alex and holds him tight. The mother begins

to cry. Ken Browning, eyes welling with tears, grabs his son's hand and

squeezes. Alex does not cry. While holding his mother, he watches the

others.

ALEX'S POV - CARTER AND TERRY

Their parents are concerned, but do not demonstratively show affection.

Carter appears as if he wants to hug his MOTHER, but he can't bring himself

to betray his self image.

ALEX:

his eyes moves toward...

CLEAR RIVERS:

alone, hurt that no one has come to take her home.

ALEX:

his eyes find...

TOD AND HIS FATHER

JERRY WAGGNER holds his son, both of them releasing anguished tears. Through

his grief, however, Jerry stares at Alex with an expression of anger and

accusation.

ALEX:

CAMERA PUSHES IN ON HIM as he holds his mother tightly. OVERLAPPING... A

CRACK OF THUNDER!

CUT TO:

INT. KEN BROWNING'S CAR - NIGHT

Alex sits in the back against the door, looking out the window at the storm.

Clear Rivers is pressed against the other door. Everyone is slient. Outside,

the STORM angerily rages.

Alex is unaware that Clear is watching him, searching for some answer that

she will not now find. She looks up.

CLEAR:

Here's good.

The car pulls over.

CLEAR:

Thank-you for the ride.

She opens the door and flashes one more look at Alex, but he appears

unaware. She exits the car and as the door SHUTS...

CUT TO:

INT. ALEX'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

The room is empty, but the CAMERA is SLOWLY MOVING, as if ITSELF a PRESENCE.

O.S., FOOTSTEPS move up the stairs. Alex appears, his parents behind him. He

clicks on the light, sending a soft, safe, orange glow across the room.

ALEX:

stands in the threshold of the doorway. His mother places a comforting hand

on his shoulder.

ALEX'S POV - PENNANT

Mt. Abraham High School Fighting Colonials.

ALEX:

and now, the tears arrive. He begins crying, SOBBING, as his mother and

father hold him. O.S., OUTSIDE... lighting FLASHES... THUNDER RUMBLES...

CUT TO:

INT. LIVING ROOM - BROWNING HOUSE - NIGHT - TV

CNN broadcasts video footage of the disaster. Seat cushions and personal

belongings float in the harsh floodlights.

LIVING ROOM:

It is late and dark. Only the pale light of the Tv spills across the living

room. Ken and Barbara have fellen asleep, but their son remains awake.

Alex's red eyes are locked on the screen, mortified. O.S., a VICIOUS CRACK

of LIGHTNING and immediate THUNDER... as if calling Alex to the window. He

remains fixed on the TV.

ALEX'S POV - TV

An image of Hell as jet fuel burns on the ocean. O.S., as if furious at the

slight, THUNDER BANGS...

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