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PUSH PAST her, TIGHTEN IN on the image of the lone gunman
and the image explodes into pixels accompanied by --
--the rising SOUND of the BLADES OF A HELICOPTER, under:
MEDIA ICON:
... President-elect Arthur has vowed to
bring to justice whatever nation -- or
nations -- are responsible. Still
reeling from the recent tragic loss of
Senator Thomas Jordan, Congress has
already announced a fresh investigation
into Jordan’s death, in an effort to
learn if it is in any way related to ...
WE ARE JETTING LOW and impossibly fast across whitecapped
azure water, toward crumbled ruins of a long-abandoned
village on an empty beach -- we remember it vividly from
Marco’s memory -- arriving to slowly SPIN and hover over the
remnants of an ancient caravansary:
252 EXT. DESERT ISLAND BEACHFRONT - ARABIAN SEA - DAY 252
HIGH ANGLE, DOWN on Marco, moving across the intricate, sunbleached
tile work we remember from Noyle’s lab.
8/18/03 120.
Dissipated trace of a scaffolding superstructure inside
crumbling ruins ...
MARCO:
You don’t develop a technology like that
and waste it on two guys.
He looks to Rosie, who stands in an archway. There are
SOLDIERS here, with weapons -- could be here to guard Marco.
Could be here to protect him.
ROSIE:
We know that.
Marco looks past her, to the water, which stretches out from
here, as if to forever.
MARCO:
I remember running.
His arm is in a simple sling. He moves like a man who’s
been shot, and not quite recovered -- moves past Rosie, out
of the broken-down ruins ...
MARCO:
I had to get out where the sky was.
... Rosie motions the soldiers to stay back, follows him by
herself ...
MARCO:
I had to get to the water.
PULL BACK as they walk down the beach to the sea. A few
tumble-down buildings are all that remains of an ancient
seaside town.
MARCO:
I thought:
if I can just get to thewater, everything will be okay.
Marco approaches the water’s edge, staring out at the
uncertain horizon.
Nothing but water as far as the eye can see.
PULL BACK. And back. And back ...
FADE OUT.
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