Lost in Space Page #12
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1998
- 130 min
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EXT.-SPACE
The probe ship's nuclear core overloads. The engines begin to glow,
venting plasma and then EXPLODE like a nascent star.
THE BLAST WAVE spreads across space, vaporizing the spiders.
THE BLAST WAVE hits the Jupiter Two.
INT.-JUPITER TWO
The ship is buffeted by the shock wave.
WEST:
I can't hold her.
EXT.-JUPITER TWO
The ship is knocked into the atmosphere of the giant planet below.
INT.-JUPITER TWO
Don is struggling to keep control.
WEST:
We're going down.
EXT.-JUPITER TWO
The ship is hurling toward the planet's cloud obscured surface.
INT.-JUPITER TWO
The windscreen is filled with a RUSHING BLIZZARD.
WEST:
Can't get the stabilizers on line.
JOHN:
Pull up. Pull up.
WEST:
Really? No kidding? Thanks.
WINDSCREEN- CLOSE. The storm clouds suddenly PART TO REVEAL ... A GIANT
Don banks the controls.
EXT.-JUPITER TWO
The ship tilts on its side, passing between two snowy peaks, still
plunging towards the planet's wintry surface below.
INT.-JUPITER TWO
WEST:
I'm reading a clearing ahead. I'm
going to try and make it.
EXT.-PLANET'S SURFACE
The Jupiter Two BLOWS over a carpet of snowy treetops, the canopy of
leaves bursting into flames from the friction of the hull.
INT.-JUPITER TWO
The surface is coming up fast.
WEST:
Got to slow us down.
EXT.-PLANET'S SURFACE
The Jupiter Two hits the surf ace of the water and skips, once twice,
three times across the alien sea.
INT.-JUPITER TWO
WEST:
Brace for impact!
The ship SMASHES into a crater miles long, PLOWING through rock and
vegetation, finally coming to rest near one of the crater walls.
INT.-JUPITER TWO
Still. Automatic fire systems spray gas everywhere. only the dimmest
emergency lights cast any glow.
JOHN:
Everybody, by the numbers.
Maureen straightens, rubs her neck.
MAUREEN:
Life Sciences, still breathing.
JUDY:
Mission medical, I'm alive.
WILL:
Me too. Robotics, I mean.
PENNY:
Video Mechanics, okay.
SMITH:
I'm alive, Major West's poor excuse
for piloting skills not withstanding.
WEST:
Let's take a look.
Don hits a switch, the windshield de-icing, becoming clear.
PENNY:
I don't think we're in Kansas
anymore.
REVERSE ANGLE:
Before them lies the crater, snow covered floor spreading out towards a
distant horizon stained red by two hanging crimson suns.
CHAPTER 15:
Follow Orders!--------------------------
EXT. -ALIEN LANDSCAPE-NIGHT
The moonless sky is filled with an utterly alien starfield. The Jupiter
Two sits near the wall of the crater, its tiny lights fighting the
otherworldly darkness.
JOHN (OVER)
INT.-ENGINE ROOM
Cavernous. John and Don stand by the giant drive engines. Don is
holding a cylinder containing a mixture of power chips, some glowing
with radioactive fire, others dull and charred as coal.
WEST:
About half the core material is
burned out. We'll never generate
JOHN:
I told you not to blow that ship's
reactors and you did it anyway.
WEST:
Come on, Professor, give it a rest. I
was technically still in command.
JOHN:
Don't hand me that. I'm commander of
this mission.
WEST:
Look, no offense, but you're an
egghead with an honorary rank. No one
ever intended you to handle combat
situations. You're spouting some
nonsense about- time travel while
those spiders posed a continuing
threat. I made a judgement call and
if I have to I'll make it again.
Hell, you of all people should
understand that. If your father were
here-
JOHN:
My father is not here. My father is
dead, killed in one of his combat
missions you so admire. My family is
on this ship And you're going to
follow my orders. Whether you agree
with them or not. Is that clear,
Major?
Don's face is right up in John's.
WEST:
Save the speeches. I like you. But
the fate of the Earth is at stake
here. I'm going to do whatever I
think it takes to ensure the success
of this mission. With or without your
help. Is that clear, Professor?
The two are too close to do anything but kiss or fight. Kissing seems
less than likely.
MAUREEN (OVER)
Am I interrupting something?
WIDER. Maureen stands in the doorway.
MAUREEN:
No. Really. I think you two should go
ahead and slug it out. I mean, here
we are stranded on an alien world and
you boys want to get into a pissing
contest. So please, go for it. I'll
have Judy down here in a heartbeat to
declare you both unfit and I'll take
over this mission. Now I don't want
to hear another word from you two
until you can play nice. Is that
clear?
JOHN WEST:
Maureen- Listen-
MAUREEN:
Not another word.
(a beat)
Better. Now if you've finished hosing
down the decks with testosterone, I
suggest you come with me. I may have
found a way to get us off this
planet.
Maureen turns on her heal and EXITS. The two men exchange a look.
WEST:
Wow.
JOHN:
Tell me about it.
They head after her.
CHAPTER 18:
Danger Will! (Out of Sequence in screenplay.)------------------------
INT:
-WILL'S CABINWill sits working over his hacker's deck. (OVER) STATIC.
WILL:
Can you hear me? Robot?
Will tunes the deck. More STATIC. Then...
ROBOT:
Systems error. Robot unable to
register neural net outputs. Unable
to locate motor controls. Unable-
WILL:
Calm down. Your body was destroyed in
the conflict with the space spiders.
Do you remember?
ROBOT:
Affirmative.
WILL:
But I downloaded your neural net.
ROBOT:
Robot tried to destroy the Robinson
family. Why would Will Robinson save
Robot's personality? Your actions do
not compute.
WILL:
I guess sometimes friendship means
acting with your heart, not your
head.
ROBOT:
Logic error. Friendship does not
compute.
WILL:
Don't worry, Robot. Im going to build
you a new body. I promise.
Will turns to face a pile of pirated components from various par of the
ship. He lifts a circular bubble of diodes. Smiles.
WILL:
Mom always said I should try to make
new friends.
CHAPTER 15:
Follow Orders! * return to CHAPTER--------------------------
INT.-BRIDGE
Maureen stands at her life sciences station with John and Don.
MAUREEN:
The atmosphere here can sustain human
life. I've located 500 Rads
radioactive material a mile north.
JOHN:
That's at least what we'd need to get
the core functioning again.
John looks out the viewscreen at the alien night. Turns to Don.
JOHN:
We'll set off at daybreak. it'll be
safer. Those are my orders, Major.
WEST:
I agree with your recommendation,
Professor.
MAUREEN:
DŽtente is a beautiful thing.
INT.-SICK BAY
Judy examines the lizard monkey. Penny strokes the tiny creature,
producing a string of BLIPS.
PENNY:
What's the diagnosis, Doc? Is it
cowboy or ballerina on Halloween?
JUDY:
Right now she's a girl. But I think
your little pal here is from a
self-replicating species. At
different stages of life she, or he,
probably alternates sexes.
PENNY:
Imagine the savings on dating outfits
alone.
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