Lost in Space Page #16
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1998
- 130 min
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JOHN:
No, Major, when the hell are we?
Suddenly Don is hit in the chest with a plasma charge, goes flying.
John ducks and rolls, FIRING his laser from behind the cover of a rocky
mound. John goes up to take another SHOT, is bit with a powerful
electrical blast, falling hard. Still.
REVERSE ANGLE:
Rolling out from behind him, claws extended in attack Position and
apparently many years old, is a rebuilt Robot.
EXT.-PLANET'S SURFACE-EVENING-FUTURE
Will and Smith are crossing the alien terrain. The plants have given
way to desert. The suns hang low in the crimson sky.
WILL:
I feel like we got turned around.
SMITH:
Just follow your father's signal,
young William.
WILL:
Oh sh*t.
SMITH:
A boy of your intelligence shouldn't
swear.
WILL:
(pointing)
Look.
SMITH:
Oh. Sh*t, indeed.
REVERSE ANGLE. At the edge of the crater wall sits the wrecked hull of
the Jupiter Two. The lower sections are gone, the hull scarred, open to
the sun.
CUT TO:
JOHN-CLOSE. Stirring to consciousness.
WIDER:
INT.-JUPITER TWO BRIDGE-FUTURE
Or what is left of it. Dark. The occasional COMPUTER panel flickers
Shattered monitors. An awful history-told in torn metal. John is
slumped in a corner, Don still on the floor beside him.
VOICE (OVER)
Well, well. All things really do
come to he who waits.
A FIGURE sits in the command chair, visage obscured by shadow.
JOHN:
What is this place?
FIGURE:
Why Professor, the shock must have
scrambled your brain. Look around
you. Don't you recognize the spot?
You've come home.
JOHN:
This can't be...
But even as the words cross his lips, he knows it is.
JOHN:
What have you done to the ship.
...Where's my family?
FIGURE:
Your family is dead. Dead and in the
ground.
JOHN:
No!
FIGURE:
What fickle consort in memory. Time
dims certain images while others
shine clear and bright as yesterday.
The figure stands, light hitting his face. Late thirties. Long blond
hair, a shaggy beard and moustache. Eerily familiar.
FIGURE:
I'll never forget that morning.
Twenty years ago. What was it you
said? I'll be back. I promise. But I
knew better. You never came home.
The figure walks to one of the burned out panels.
FIGURE:
Without you, your family never had a
chance. A few spidersv survived the
destruction of the probe ship. They
reached the planet and attacked. I
can still hear the women scream.
JOHN:
Who are you?
The figure walks forward, into the light. Stands there a moment. Then
he lifts something hanging around his neck. Tarnished metal, old but
familiar. John's father's dog tags.
FIGURE:
Don't you recognize me, Dad? It's
me. I'm your son. Will.
EXT.-CRATER CAVES-DAY
Maureen and Judy, lasers drawn, are pushing through the brush.
JUDY:
Penny? Penny?
The four lizard monkeys are kneeling in a circle around Penny.
MAUREEN:
Penny? Baby, are you alright?
Penny rises, steps forward, carrying Blip. The other beasts hang back,
their faces genuflecting, almost reverential.
PENNY:
It's okay, Mom. They're not going to
hurt us. it's like they think I'm
their princess or something.
CUT TO:
EXT.-CRATER CAVES -EVENING-FLITURE
Judy is examining the palm of the largest beast as Maureen scrutinizes
the images graven into the giant stone.
JUDY:
Best as I can tell this whole clan
was spawned by this single creature.
(to the beast)
We've been a busy girl haven't we?
But...
MAUREEN:
Speak, doctor.
JUDY:
Each creature seems to have unique
corpuscular patterns on their palms.
As individual an fingerprints, no
two alike. Except...
MAUREEN:
Except the prints on this giant
creature and our little Blip
match exactly. Don't they?
JUDY:
How did you know?
MAUREEN:
Because, I think Blip and our friend
here are actually one and the same.
Penny and Judy stare at her in wonder.
INT.-JUPITER TWO-ENGINE ROOM-FUTURE
The Robot, shoving John with one claw, carrying Don in the other,
follows Older Will into the giant room.
OLDER WILL:
Father, I give you ... eternity.
WIDER:
War torn and pirated. A pit of molten lava bursts through the floor
above which floats a giant ball of silvery liquid held suspended by the
pulsing field of the hyper-drive. Tendrils of fire strain towards the
bubble. As they EXPLODE into the silver liquid, images form within the
sphere, nearly coherent, then gone.
A tracked gantry stretches from the floor, leading out over the bubble.
At the end of the track a crow's-nest of COMPUTERS SHOOTS a single
laser down into the center of the bubble.
WEST:
(coming to)
. . .ouch. Who ordered me that last
drink? What the hell is going on?
JOHN:
I think we crossed into our own
future. We've come back to the
Jupiter Two decades after we left.
OLDER WILL:
Look father, what my flights of
fancy have wrought. I used your
hypergate to build my time machine.
Will moves to a control console at the base of the giant gantry.
OLDER WILL:
Over the years I have struggled in
vain to harness the awesome power of
time. All my experiments at creating
a stable doorway have been futile.
Until now. Today you will witness my
ultimate triumph.
Will hits a button. A generator opens, revealing a glowing cylinder of
core material incrementally descending into the console.
WEST:
The core material. if we could get
that back to our Jupiter Two...
JOHN:
The doorways in time that led us
here must be a side effect of his
machine coming on line. Like streams
running into the ocean....
OLDER WILL:
Once this core material in fully
introduced into the control console,
I will open a doorway stable enough
for one person to take one trip
through time and space as well.
Today, I will change history.
Will turns a switch on the control console. (OVER) More TREMORS. The
laser beam's intensity grown, and in the corridor cut by the beam into
the bubble images begins to stabilize. Images of Earth.
OLDER WILL:
I will return home, to the very day
you took us on this cursed mission.
I'll stop us from taking off. I'll
do what you never could. I'll save
the family. I'll save us all.
JOHN:
Look around. Your machine is ripping this
planet apart. What if the force
wave you ride home has the same
effect on Earth? What if, in getting
home, you destroy Earth in the
process?
A beat. Then Will turns away, goes back to work.
OLDER WILL:
I'm going home. I'm going to save
the family.
JOHN:
Will, I'm your father. You've got to
listen to me-.
OLDER WILL:
Let me tell you about my father. My
father was a walking ghost. Never
there when I needed him. He dragged
his family into deep dark space and
lost them there. My father is not
coming to the rescue.
CHAPTER 20:
Spiders Sting-------------------------
EXT.-ALIEN PLAnet-EVENING-FUTURE
Will and Smith are closing on the battered ship. Smith puts his hand on
the boy's arm, holding him back.
WILL:
We've got to go inside.
SMITH:
Slow down, now. We can't know what
waits inside that ravaged craft. But
we can be confidant it is nothing
good. And I for one am frightened.
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