Joe Versus the Volcano Page #16

136 EXT. LITTLE RAFT - DAY136

Joe, very ill with fever, checks the water supply.

There's a little less than half a bottle of water left.

His lips are deeply cracked. But still he takes no water

for himself. He looks up at the sun. The sound of

SIZZLING.

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137 SUN 137

The sun burns down, bright and big.

138 JOE 138

pours a capful of water and gives it to Patricia. She is

still unconscious, but she looks pretty good. It's Joe

that's really going down the tubes.

139 EXT. LITTLE RAFT - NIGHT 139

We come in on Joe's face. Joe quakes with fever. Then

he sees something. Joe is entranced by what he sees.

140 OMITTED140

140A JOE'S POV - NIGHT SKY140A

The astrological signs have appeared in the sky again as

they did the night before.

141 JOE 141

stares. He's half mad with fever. What is he seeing?

142 OMITTED142

142A JOE'S POV - NIGHT SKY142A

The dome of astrological signs begins to rotate from

horizon to horizon so that the full panoply of the

ancient mythology is revealed.

143 JOE 143

is frightened, moved. His eyes fill with tears.

144 OMITTED144

144A SIGNS CONTINUE TO TURN 144A

144B JOE RUBS HIS EYES AND LOOKS AGAIN 144B

144C SKY - NIGHT144C

The sky has returned to its ordinary self.

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145 JOE 145

wonders if he really saw the astrological signs.

146 EXT. LITTLE RAFT - DAY146

Another scorching day under the sun. Joe looks very bad.

He's got a fever. He's slowly dying of thirst. He gets

out the bottle, gives a capful to the still unconscious

Patricia, and then looks at the water level. There's a

quarter of a bottle left. He puts the bottle away. He

crawls to the raft's edge and plunges his head in the

sea. A dolphin sticks his head out of the water and

looks at Joe. Joe lifts his head out of the water and

finds himself looking at a dolphin who is looking at him.

Man and fish are just a few feet apart. They regard each

other.

JOE:

Hello. My name is Joe.

The DOLPHIN makes SOUNDS. It could be talking.

JOE:

I'm dying. Ahead of schedule.

The Dolphin disappears back beneath the water. Joe

lowers his head and lies still.

147 EXT. LITTLE RAFT - NIGHT 147

Again, it is a great starry night. Joe, weak and sick

and bleary-eyed, looks up at the stars. He closes his

eyes. He opens them again. Again, he is astonished.

148 JOE'S POV - HEAVENS 148

All the lines and astrological signs are back, brilliant

and splendid.

149 JOE 149

rouses himself, crawling to his knees to look. He stares

in utter wonder.

The signs begin to rotate again.

MUSIC.

Earlier, in L.A. Joe stared at the horizon, just before

dawn, and big, magical music began to play. But then it

stopped prematurely. That MUSIC begins to play now, but

this time it does not stop. It's the big, dramatic pas

de deux music from "The Nutcracker."

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149 CONTINUED: 149

The astrological signs melt away into Disney dust as a

light appears at the horizon.

149A ANOTHER ANGLE ON HORIZON 149A

A light appears at the horizon's edge.

149B ENORMOUS MOON 149B

with slow majesty rises from the glittering sea, directly

to Joe's front.

Joe and his little raft are utterly dwarfed by this great

heavenly body.

149C JOE ON HIS RAFT - NIGHT 149C

Though he is on the verge of utter collapse he is so

moved by what he sees he clambers his way to his shaky

feet and raises his arms over his head in complete

reverence. He is dwarfed. He's a bug. The raft is a

mote in the eye of God. Joe is deeply moved, humbled,

awestruck. The moon continues to ascend up and up and

out of view.

150 OMITTED150

thru thru

151A 151A

15lB JOE 151B

looks at the stars that are simply stars. Sinking to his

knees, he presses his hands to his breast.

JOE:

Dear God, whose name I do not

know, thank you for my life.

I forgot how big... Thank you

for my life

Joe slowly crumbles, physically crumbles from thirst and

fever and exhaustion. His eyes dim.

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152 JOE'S POV - STARS152

We watch the stars DISSOLVE, and BLACKNESS closes in.

Then the blackness starts to FADE, become rosy. We hear

the sound of LABORED BREATHING. WATER being POURED.

Someone COUGHING a little, CHOKING a little, and then

recovering. Then we hear Patricia's voice.

PATRICIA (O.S.)

Joe? Joe? Didn't you drink

any water for yourself? Joe?

153 JOE'S POV - LIGHT FOG - DAY153

begins to clear. And there, above him, ministering to

him, is Patricia. She has the bottle at his lips giving

him a little to drink at a time.

154 JOE'S HEAD - DAY (LIGHT FOG) 154

is cradled in Patricia's arm. She has the bottle at his

lips. He pushes it away, croaking weakly.

JOE:

That's for you.

PATRICIA:

How long have I been

unconscious?

JOE:

I don't know. Days. You woke

up.

PATRICIA:

I guess I did.

JOE:

Good.

She gives some more water over his weak resistance. The

bottle has one more sip in it.

PATRICIA:

Finish this.

JOE:

No. You need it.

PATRICIA:

I feel pretty good. You look

like sh*t.

JOE:

It's good to hear you talking.

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PATRICIA:

C'mon, drink it. Don't you

wanna be in good shape for the

Waponis?

JOE:

I'll never make it.

PATRICIA:

What are you talking about?

Look.

She points. Joe looks where she points.

155 EXT. TWO ISLANDS SIDE BY SIDE - FROM JOE'S POV - DAY 155

One island is small and barren. The other island sports

a big volcano. A little steady stream of smoke issues

from the volcano's mouth. We hear Patricia's voice.

PATRICIA (O.S.)

It's a miracle. We must've

lucked into the right tidal

current.

156 PATRICIA 156

looks at Joe. She makes him take the last sip of water.

PATRICIA:

What happened to the yacht?

JOE:

Struck by lightning.

PATRICIA:

No sign of Dagmar or the boys?

JOE:

Everything went under.

PATRICIA:

Except your trunks.

JOE:

Except my trunks.

He takes a look at the island.

JOE:

So that's Waponi Woo.

157 JOE'S POV - ISLAND l57

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158 ANOTHER ANGLE 158

We FLY OVER the surface of the ocean TO the island. TO:

159 ONE HILL ON ISLAND 159

on which stands a lookout. The lookout's name is EMO.

Emo is scanning the sea with an old telescope on a stand.

In his free hand, he holds a can of orange soda called

Jump. He sips from this with great relish. Then he

spots something with the telescope. It's the raft! He

carefully puts down his soda, cups his hands, and lets

out with a mighty formal cry.

EMO:

Ah bey!

We now hear fifty voices answer from all over the island.

VOICES (O.S.)

Ho!

EMO:

Ah bey!

VOICES (O.S.)

Ho!

EMO:

Kimo Sabby Sah!

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