Lake Placid Page #20
looking back at them. He knows he's in their hands now. He
knows.
ANGLE THE HUMANS
A beat.
HECTOR:
(quiet)
Flax him under his tail. Two
hundred cc's. Under the tail,
that'll put him to sleep.
Upon which we HEAR the SOUND of TRUCKS. Florida Fish And Game,
U.S. Wildlife, arriving on the scene.
JACK:
Thank God.
OFFICER COLSON, Florida Fish And Game, emerges, approaches.
Stares with utter disbelief.
KELLY:
We need to get it some medical
help.
(re Hector)
And him too.
By now the Florida army has moved in. They all stare with the
same suspended disbelief.
KEOUGH:
(explaining)
We trapped him with our chopper.
DISSOLVE TO:
A crew, including vets, are working on the sedated croc, trying
to free it from the wreckage. FIND the PARAMEDICS with Hector,
on a stretcher. Jack, Kelly, and Keough are there.
PARAMEDIC:
We're gonna airvac him to Portland.
KELLY:
Okay.
(to Hector)
That's where they're taking the
croc, Hector, they've got some big
tank there.
HECTOR:
He's gonna live?
KELLY:
Yeah. Thanks to you.
HECTOR:
And Hank.
(to Keough)
I know you weren't really trying to
hit him.
KEOUGH:
(gently)
I was aiming for you.
Hector smiles.
HECTOR:
Thanks for the rescue.
Jack leans down.
JACK:
You take care.
HECTOR:
You talk to Bickerman?
JACK:
She didn't tell us about the other
croc 'cause she was afraid we'd
blow it's head off.
HECTOR:
Women's intuition. Are there
anymore?
JACK:
Just those two.
PARAMEDIC:
We gotta take him.
JACK:
Okay.
PARAMEDIC:
We got room for one.
JACK:
Well... I got stuff to pack up
and...
He looks to Kelly, but before she can say "yes"--
KEOUGH:
(grudging)
I'll go.
Hector smiles. The Paramedics board Hector. Keough turns to
Jack.
KEOUGH:
Thanks for your help.
JACK:
You too.
Handshake. Respect. That's about as much affection as you get
from Keough. He then extends his hand to Kelly.
KELLY:
I'm sure this would offend you on
principal but... could we keep in
touch?
KEOUGH:
I guess.
And she kisses him on the cheek. Keough fights off his blush,
boards the chopper. As it then lifts up, Kelly turns to Jack.
KELLY:
Well...
JACK:
You wanna ride in my truck?
GARE:
(arriving)
Your truck is jammed. Should we
take some stuff out?
KELLY:
No, no, I'll be a while anyway.
I'm gonna say goodbye to the lake.
JACK:
You sure? I don't mind...
KELLY:
No, I actually want to stay for a
little while.
They hold a look. Then--
KELLY (CONT'D)
I'll miss you most of all
scarecrow.
And she kisses his cheek.
JACK:
If I'm ever in New York...
KELLY:
Yeah.
They hold another look.
JACK:
Y'know, if we didn't live in
separate worlds and...
(a beat)
KELLY:
But we do.
(then)
Hey, we'll always have Maine.
He smiles.
JACK:
It was... something meeting you.
KELLY:
Likewise.
He kisses her hand. Holds a look. Heads off.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. BEACH - DUSK
The tents are down, everything's packed. A couple trucks
remain. The croc is gone. Things are quiet. Kelly stands down
by the water, staring out.
HER P.O.V.
Hypnotic beauty. The lake doesn't even ripple. She soaks it in
as if she knows it may be a while before she ever gets close to
this again. She HEARS every BIRD. Including a DISTANT LOON.
Serenity has returned. Then suddenly... a stone goes skipping
out, four, five, six skips. Kelly turns around. Jack stands
there. They hold a look.
JACK:
I thought I should say goodbye to
the lake too.
He approaches. Takes her hand.
KELLY:
(weakly)
Different worlds, Jack.
JACK:
Yeah, I thought about that as I was
driving... and... I haven't found
somebody in my world. You found
anyone in yours?
KELLY:
No.
JACK:
So I was thinking... maybe if I met
anybody in my world who was good
for you and if you know somebody in
New York good for me, we could fix
each other up.
KELLY:
You think?
JACK:
Worth a try. We don't wanna be
alone forever, do we?
KELLY:
Probably not.
They hold a look. He kisses her softly.
JACK:
That was... y'know if the guy asks
me can she kiss, now I'll be able
to tell him if you can.
KELLY:
Good thinking.
And they kiss again, this one escalates a little. They break.
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