The Lost Boys Page #4

Michael is purchasing a BLACK JACKET from the PUNK STORE

on the boardwalk. He likes his reflection. It's the

kind of jacket the Lost Boys would wear. CAMERA TRAVELS

with him as he gets into his new attitude. He stops near

an EAR PIERCING CONCESSION and actually considers it.

STAR (O.S.)

It's a rip-off.

Michael is floored to see Star standing behind him.

MICHAEL:

Hi...

STAR:

If you want your ear pierced,

I'll do it.

He follows her as they move along the busy Boardwalk.

MICHAEL:

What's your name?

STAR:

Star.

MICHAEL:

Oh. Your folks, too, huh?

STAR:

What do you mean?

MICHAEL:

Ex-hippies. My mom was one. I

came this close to being called

Moon Child, or Moon Beam or

something.

(beat)

But Star's great. I like Star.

STAR:

Me, too.

MICHAEL:

I'm Michael.

STAR:

Michael's great. I like Michael.

Michael smiles awkwardly at Star's playfulness. For a

moment they walk in silence.

STAR:

I guess you're new around here.

MICHAEL:

Sort of. We used to come here

summers when I was kid. Now

we're here on a permanent basis.

She seems pleased by that news. Michael gives her a look.

He can't believe his good fortune.

MICHAEL:

Are you hungry? Wanna get

something to eat?

STAR:

Okay.

36 EXT. BOARDWALK PARKING AREA - NIGHT 36

As Michael and Star approach Michael's Honda, the Lost

Boys arrive on their motorcycles. Laddie sits behind

Paul. David is astride a THROBBING TRIUMPH. Michael

looks uneasy; out-classed and out-numbered.

DAVID:

(to Star)

Where you going?

STAR:

For a ride.

DAVID:

(glancing at Michael)

With him?

STAR:

Yeah.

David GUNS his engine, then lets it REV BACK DOWN.

DAVID:

(to Michael)

I'm David.

(indicates the others)

Paul... Dwayne... Marko.

Laddie speaks up, having been passed over.

LADDIE:

Hi... I'm Laddie.

STAR:

This is Michael.

Silence. Nobody moves, but glances are exchanged all

around.

MICHAEL:

(to Star)

We still going?

DAVID:

Honda 250, huh?

MICHAEL:

That's right.

DAVID:

C'mon, Star. Climb on.

MICHAEL:

Star?...

She gives Michael an apologetic look, then climbs onto

the motorcycle behind David.

DAVID:

Know where Hudson's Bluff is?

Overlooking the point?

David again GUNS his ENGINE and Michael gets his meaning.

MICHAEL:

I can't beat a Triumph.

DAVID:

You don't have to beat me,

Michael.

(pause)

Just try to keep up.

37 EXT. BOARDWALK STEPS 37

The motorcycles BOUNCE down the steps and hit the beach.

38 EXT. THE BEACH 38

Now they pick up speed as they spin out from the board-

walk, spraying sand into the air and REVVING their

ENGINES.

People on the beach turn to look as the motorcycles ROAR

by, heading for a more deserted section of sand.

39 AERIAL VIEW 39

Of ALL FIVE MOTORBIKES weaving between the ROARING

BONFIRES.

40 CLOSE SHOTS - THE LOST BOYS 40

Their faces are alive with the excitement and the thrill

of the ride.

41 CLOSE ON MICHAEL 41

Cautious. Worried. Doing his best to keep up.

42 EXT. THE SHORELINE 42

The motorcycles speed through the surf.

43 ANOTHER ANGLE43

They head for the pier at full speed. The thick wooden

pilings present a hazardous obstacle course. Michael

SKIDS and slows down.

The Lost Boys do just the opposite. They increase their

speed as they approach the pilings.

44 EXT. BENEATH THE PIER 44

David and the others thread their way between the pilings

at breakneck speed -- executing turns and avoiding col-

lisions in a way that doesn't seem possible.

45 MICHAEL 45

travels through the pilings, trying to keep up.

46 EXT. DUNE-FILLED BEACH 46

An area of gently rolling sand dunes. A bonfire burns

beside one of these dunes. We HEAR the THUNDEROUS RUMBLE

of approaching motorcycles and one-by-one the Lost Boys

sail off the edge of the dune -- fly through the flames

of the bonfire -- and land upright on the beach below.

MICHAEL:

is the last one to try this. He's determined not to

chicken out. He speeds up the dune -- flies through the

flames -- and hits the beach. He almost falls -- but

immediately rights himself.

Star looks back from her position behind David and gives

him a smile. The Lost Boys also favor him with approving

looks.

47 EXT. RAILROAD TRESTLE 47

Michael and the Lost Boys -- silhouetted against the

night sky -- speed across the trestle.

48 MICHAEL AND DAVID 48

now travel side-by-side. Star's hair blows in the wind.

She reaches out her hand toward Michael. Michael reaches

out his. Their hands touch for a moment -- then David

turns to Michael.

DAVID:

(shouting above the

noise of the WIND

and the MOTORS

Now we race!!

David smiles -- and speeds ahead. Michael takes off

after him.

49 EXT. HUDSON'S BLUFF - NIGHT 49

David's Triumph streaks across the flat surface of the

bluff. Michael is not far behind.

MICHAEL'S POV

The bluff terminates in a shear five hundred-foot drop

into the CRASHING SURF below. And it's coming up fast.

DAVID:

ROARS toward the abyss, seemingly heedless of the peril

that lies before him.

MICHAEL:

begins to show fear. It's as is he's going to shoot off

the edge of the world. He brakes and spins out, nearly

losing control of his bike, sliding toward the edge.

DAVID:

BRAKES! The tires lock and the TRIUMPH SKIDS to a stop.

CLOSE ON TRIUMPH'S FRONT TIRE

Hanging slightly over the edge of the bluff. The PACIFIC

OCEAN CRASHES POWERFULLY against the moon-lit rocks below.

MICHAEL:

slides next to him, slightly over the edge.

50 FULL SHOT - THE BLUFF 50

The other boys now arrive on their motorbikes. David

calmly climbs off his bike. Michael explodes and punches

him. The other boys fall silent.

Star looks to Laddie. Michael prepares for David's

retaliation, but David surprises everyone by smiling his

irresistible smile at Michael.

DAVID:

How far you willing to go, Michael?

51 EXT. BLUFF FROM THE OCEAN'S POV 51

A beautiful magic spot. David, Michael, Star and the

others climb down old condemned wooden stairs, passing

huge signs on old rusted pilings reading: "CONDEMNED,"

"UNSAFE," "UNLAWFUL TO GO PAST THIS POINT." The group

presses on toward a LARGE OPENING IN THE ROCKS.

52 INT. CAVE52

The group enters and Michael can't believe his eyes.

A VICTORIAN HOTEL LOBBY

has seemingly dropped through a crack in the earth. It

is tilted and broken, but nearly intact: Front desk,

lobby mural; wrought-iron elevator, and more.

Shafts of moonlight shoot down from cracks in the ceiling.

DAVID:

This was the hottest resort in Santa

Carla back about eighty years ago.

Too bad they built it right on top

of the San Adreas fault.

(beat)

In 1906, when the big one hit San

Francisco, the ground opened up and

this place took a header into the

crack.

PAUL:

Man, you wouldn't believe the cool

stuff we've found in here.

Michael glances at Star.

STAR:

C'mon, Michael. I want to go.

DAVID:

No. Stick around.

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