The Big Blue
- R
- Year:
- 1988
- 168 min
- $80,804
- 549 Views
FADE IN:
CREDIT SEQUENCE:
The image is in black and white.
The sun disappears behind arid cliffs which cast giant
shadows on the sea.
A little boy around 8 years old -- tanned from head to toe
SPRINTS ALONG THE CLIFFS, SCRAMBLES FROM ONE ROCK TO
another with amazing agility.
In one hand, he carries a transparent plastic bag. In the
other, a net bag containing flippers, mask, pants and
sweater.
The only thing that slows him down is his bathing suit --
obvious hand-me-downs -- way too big. He tugs on them as
he goes, holding them up... Until they slide again... as
he leaps again... and pulls them up...
The little boy is JACQUES MAYOL.
End credits.
JACQUES reaches a ledge jutting out over a deserted cove.
He spits in his mask... expertly spreads the spit with a
finger... locks his feet into the flippers... and dives.
He surfaces a long way out... adjusts his mask... and swims
away from shore.
IN OPEN SEA:
The boy stops swimming -- starts to gulp air -- sucks it
in -- oxygenating his blood in a series of deep rapid
breaths -- almost hyperventilating, almost alarming if
we've never seen this before.
His gaze is glued to the ocean floor. Clear clear water.
40 feet deep. And intensely blue.
Suddenly, he catches his breath and dives -- into the blue.
UNDERWATER:
JACQUES touches bottom. Clamps his legs around a rock to
hold himself down. Unhurried, thoroughly at home, 40 feet
under... he opens the plastic bag. A huge speckled moray
eel appears in a hole in the rock, slithers toward him.
The carnivore's jaws are bigger than the boy's head.
The boy smiles at him. Pulls a piece of raw meat out of
his bag and holds it out. The eel takes the morsel
delicately -- and slithers back into his hole.
Gravely, JACQUES takes another morsel out of the bag.
EXT. VILLAGE - DUSK
JACQUES walks up a steep road bordering the port, almost
dry now.
Two boys about his age run up the streets; call out, catch
up with him and gesture toward the port.
THE BOYS:
Jacques! Come quick!
EXT. PIER - DUSK
The little boys tug JACQUES to the end of the pier and
point to something in the water.
BOYS:
Look! Right there! It's shining!
JACQUES walks over, and sure enough sees something shining
a few feet down in the water.
JACQUES:
(squinting)
A coin.
FIRST BOY:
I found it.
SECOND BOY:
Liar!
Camera pans and we see a middle-aged PRIEST loading supplies
into a small boat. He stops to watch the children's
negotiations. Little JACQUES is putting his flippers on.
JACQUES:
Ok. I'll get it, but no fighting,
all right?
The two boys nod as they point to the coin.
JACQUES:
We'll split it.
FIRST BOY:
You can't split a coin. That's
stupid.
SECOND BOY:
He's right. You're stupid.
The pope smiles.
JACQUES:
Then we'll buy something and split
that.
SECOND BOY:
A helicopter...
JACQUES:
It's a small coin.
FIRST BOY:
A Ferrari.
SECOND BOY:
I don't want a Ferrari... What is
it?
JACQUES:
(interrupting them)
Maybe a little radio.
The two boys look at each other.
JACQUES:
Well. We'll decide later. The
light is going.
SECOND BOY:
I get the radio from after school,
until midnight.
FIRST BOY:
Since when do you stay up until
midnight?
JACQUES:
All right, all right... Can I
concentrate? And you can stop
pointing. I've seen it.
VOICE (O.S.)
I've seen it too.
The voice is ENZO'S. Another young boy wearing little
round glasses.
FIRST BOY:
(annoyed)
Sh*t, it's the Italian!
He is slightly older than JACQUES but he is taller. ENZO
is with ROBERTO, his younger brother, the only one allowed
to carry his flippers. Five kids are behind him.
ENZO:
Well, if it isn't the little
Frenchman! How is the little
Frenchman?
JACQUES:
(cool)
Fine!
ENZO pats JACQUES on the shoulder and leaves his hand there --
a lightly intimidating gesture.
ENZO:
You don't mind if I go instead, do
you?
JACQUES:
(intimidated, and
pretending not to
be)
No...
ENZO:
If you did mind, you'd tell me,
wouldn't you?
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