King Kong Page #11

JACK grabs the FIGURINE.

ANN:

(angry)

Give it back!

JACK:

I'm not sailing with this thing on board!

ANN:

(horrified)

No! Don't!

JACK THROWS IT OVERBOARD!

ANN (CONT'D)

(furious)

You bastard!

ANN tries to STRIKE JACK - he GRABS HER WRISTS.

JACK:

Don't blame me if something bad happens, coz I ain't gonna be around to

save you!

ANN pulls away.

ANN:

(yelling)

Save me? Is that what you think your role in life is? You've been out

of circulation far too long! Things have moved on since Tarzan and

Jane! You poor, puffed up little peacock of a man - you're pathetic!

Storms off ... JACK looks HURT.

INT. ANN'S CABIN - NIGHT

POV from ANN'S PORTHOLE The PENINSULA on SKULL ISLAND is AGLOW with an

ORANGE LIGHT ... DRUMS and CHANTING can be heard ...

PULL back into ANN'S CABIN. She is sitting on the bed, hugging her

knees ... looking at the island.

The "VENTURE'S" ENGINES start HUMMING, drowning out sounds from the

NATIVES. ANN looks THOUGHTFUL ...

EXT. VENTURE DECK - NIGHT

ANN steps onto the DECK, hugging the coat around her shoulders. She

looks around ...

The TARPAULIN on JACK'S LIFEBOAT moves. ANN approaches it...

ANN:

Jack? About those things I said ... I didn't mean it. Jack, I'm sorry.

KURT (O.S.)

(yelling)

Weigh the anchor!

LOW ANGLE from inside LIFEBOAT looking up at ANN She sighs, leans

against the boat ...

SUDDENLY! TWO NATIVES RISE BEHIND ANN!!! They grab her, clamping a hand

over her mouth!

WIDER SEVERAL NATIVES are silently creeping over the -VENTURE"! They

lift ANN over the side ... she STRUGGLES helplessly as they PASS HER

DOWN into a NATIVE DUG OUT.

WITHOUT A SOUND, THE NATIVES slip back into their CANOES and paddle

away towards SKULL ISLAND!

JACK (O.S.)

(alarmed)

ANN!!!

JACK is running along the DECK, having just CAUGHT A GLIMPSE of the

CANOES before they VANISH into the GLOOM.

The "VENTURE'S" ENGINES WIND UP and she starts MOVING AWAY towards the

FOG BANK!

INT. DENHAM'S CABIN - NIGHT

JACK bursts into DENHAM'S cabin ...

JACK:

They've taken Ann!

DENHAM grunts and reaches for his clothes.

EXT. VENTURE DECK - NIGHT

JACK runs along the ship, yelling at the WHEEL-HOUSE.

JACK:

Stop the ship!

ENGLEHORN emerges from the wheel-house.

JACK (CONT'D)

Ann's been taken!

DENHAM strides down the deck.

DENHAM:

(yelling)

All hands on deck! I want volunteers!

SAILORS flood out of doorways.

CUT TO:

INT. VENTURE ARMORY - NIGHT

DENHAM is in the bowels of the ship ... He is unlocking a HEAVY

PADLOCKED DOOR while about JACK and 20 SAILORS crowd in behind him.

DENHAM:

A man's gotta have a little insurance in a job like mine ...

DENHAM throws the door open ... 25 brand new THOMPSON SUB-MACHINE GUNS

are neatly lined up in racks. Complete with 70 round drum magazines,

the TOMMY GUN is the Chicago gangster's weapon-of-choice.

DENHAM swings around, clipping a DRUM into his TOMMY GUN ... a FAT

CIGAR in his mouth.

DENHAM (CONT'D)

Carl Denham Productions has lust declared war on Skull Island!

CUT TO:

EXT. NATIVE CITY - NIGHT

CLOSE ON ANN ... She is being prepared for SACRIFICE! NATIVES are

holding her arms ... A BRIDAL HEAD-DRESS is placed on her head,

COVERING HER HAIR. She is in the middle of the CROWDED SQUARE, lit by

FLAMING TORCHES.

She closes her eyes ... STRANGELY SUBDUED.

The WITCH-DOCTOR DANCES in front of her, FLICKING OILS from a small pot

over her body.

ANN SUDDENLY LASHES OUT She kicks the WITCH-DOCTOR in the NUTS,

simultaneously PULLING HER HANDS FREE and RUNNING through the crowd

towards the beach'

She only gets 5 paces ...

ANN is TACKLED and ROUGHLY HOISTED ONTO the ALTAR. HER HANDS are tied

securely to 2 ornately carved pillars. TEARS flood into her eyes.

"KONG ... KONG ... KONG" THE CHANT begins.

NATIVES start TURNING a HUGE WHEEL and the ALTAR STARTS TO CLIMB the

slope towards the TOP OF THE WALL, moving on tracks like a primitive

cable car.

CLOSE ON NATIVE FACES, screaming and Chanting, building up to a FRENZY.

They climb the WALT behind ANN, carrying FLAMING TORCHES.

NATIVE SOUNDS FADE AWAY ... BEAUTIFUL, SAD MUSIC drifts in, giving the

sequence an ETHEREAL ATMOSPHERE.

EXT. WALL./JUNGLE - NIGHT

ANN is weeping as the ALTAR reaches the top of the wall. For the first

time, we get a glimpse of the OTHER SIDE ...

The WALL falls away vertically into a ROCKY GROTTO that leads into the

DENSE TANGLED JUNGLE of S ISLAND.

The ALTAR stops ON TOP OF THE WALL.. Over 100 natives arrive just

behind ANN, and spread out along the parapet. 2 NATIVES in CEREMONIAL

COSTUME kneel beside the ALTAR, quickly and expertly adjusting BOLTS

AND LEVERS. They signal back down to the SQUARE ...

ANN gasps as the ALTAR suddenly lurches out OVER THE EDGE OF THE WALL!

It is being slowly SWUNG OUT over the GROTTO by a pair of cantilevered

arms, hinged at the base of the wall.

CLOSE ON NATIVE torches LIGHT POOLS OF OIL contained in cavities at the

top of the wall. SMALL DAMS are released, allowing the FLAMING OIL to

flow down CHUTES and CHANNELS, cleverly cut into the cliffs on either

side of the grotto.

The FLAMING OIL ignites LARGER POOLS in HUGE HOLLOWED OUT CHAMBERS

within the cliffs - carved into the shape of SKULLS. The SKULLS burst

into GLOWING LIFE - just like 40 foot high HALLOWEEN PUMPKINS!

WIDE SHOT ANN looks TINY atop the ALTAR which has almost reached the

ground ... The ENORMOUS GLOWING SKULLS illuminating her ... The WALL

TOWERING UP BEHIND HER. NATIVES line the top of the wall, holding FIERY

TORCHES. The ALTAR settles into neatly CARVED RECESSES.

THE HUGE GONG STARTS TOLLING ...

ANN is facing the INKY BLACK JUNGLE ... She is PANTING hard, trying to

face her death with as much composure as she can muster.

A LOUD SPLINTERING SOUND comes from within the JUNGLE -something VERY

BIG is moving towards the GROTTO!

NATIVES CHANT "KONG ... KONG ... KONG"

ANN instinctively pulls at her bonds - to no avail. She can now see a

DARK SHAPE approaching her. OILY SMOKE from the FIRES drifts across,

OBSCURING HER VISION ... she can now only hear the FOOTSTEPS. It is a

HUGE CREATURE, BREATHING HEAVILY ... It stops in front of her - SMOKE

still blocking her vision ... She looks down - a GIANT LEATHERY FOOT is

visible! She looks up into the murk ... TEARS ROLL DOWN HER CHEEKS...

The NATIVES suddenly go SILENT.

KONG! ... a 25 foot SILVER-BACK GORILLA.A. His fur is MATTED, ANCIENT

SCARS mark his body - evidence of life and death struggles with unknown

beasts. His face is AGED - SILVER HAIR predominant. He is resting on

his KNUCKLES.

KONG rises on his hind legs and BEATS HIS CHEST ... ANN SCREAMS!!!

ALL the NATIVE'S launch into their piercing MONKEY SCREECH ... It WINDS

KONG UP! He leans down, ROARING only inches from ANN'S FACE, then

suddenly starts PACING FURIOUSLY from SIDE TO SIDE - like a caged

animal. He ROARS at the NATIVES atop the WALL.

KONG suddenly CHARGES at the WOODEN GATE! He crashes against it,

causing the ENTIRE WALL TO SHUDDER violently ... A NATIVE loses his

balance and topples off! He THUDS INTO THE GROUND at KONG'S FEET ...

KONG quickly scoops him up and BITES HIS HEAD OFF in a PG 13 kinda way!

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