| 1. | |
| FADE IN BLACK: | |
| We hear, very clearly, the sound of light wind. | |
| 1 EXT. TOWN - MAIN STREET - LATE AFTERNOON 1 | |
| We come up on a streetlight. There is no illumination and | |
| no movement. We hold on it for a long moment when suddenly- | |
| - The streetlight bobs and then begins to sway. We slowly | |
| begin to rise up on the streetlight to reveal a small bird | |
| has landed on it. We continue to rise to reveal, behind the | |
| bird. | |
| Wind blows through the gargantuan evergreens that seem to | |
| engulf the narrow main street of a small town in upstate | |
| New York. Shop windows and cars on either side covered in | |
| dust, the place seems frozen in time. There is no movement. | |
| In the very middle of the road one can see sand. A bizarre | |
| incongruity, a long pathway about a shovels width runs the | |
| full length of the street with offshoots into open doorways | |
| of some of the shops. | |
| We hold for a long moment: | |
| 2 INT. GENERAL STORE - FRONT - LATE AFTERNOON 2 | |
| Slowly pushing through the doorway of a large general | |
| store, also covered in dust. To the left, a cash register | |
| with small shelves of nearly empty candy boxes below. To | |
| the right, a towering shelf full of bags of potato chips, | |
| nacho chips and pretzels. None are missing. | |
| 3 INT. GENERAL STORE AISLES - LATE AFTERNOON 3 | |
| WE MOVE SLOWLY across the floor, down the middle of a | |
| general store. Amid the towering shelves of goods on either | |
| side, one may recognize a barely perceptible pattern of | |
| which shelves are bare and which are not. There is no | |
| movement. No sound. | |
| Suddenly, TINY FEET JUMP INTO OUR MOVING FRAME! Then, as | |
| fast as they appeared. They’re gone. | |
| WE NOW MOVE UP the side of the store, looking down one | |
| aisle and the next. As we arrive at the next aisle we catch | |
| a glimpse of A SMALL DARK FIGURE!!! And then it's gone. | |
| 2. | |
| WE CONTINUE along the side of the store until we arrive at | |
| the last aisle. At the far end of the store we see a | |
| counter. | |
| With a window. And shelves. Suddenly A WOMAN APPEARS IN THE | |
| WINDOW! | |
| WE GO CLOSE ON THE WOMAN as she scans the shelves, slowly | |
| lowering herself to the ground until behind her we see an 8 | |
| year old boy sitting slumped against the wall HE IS | |
| BAREFOOT. | |
| On closer inspection we see sweat on the boy’s brow, his | |
| skin pale from fever. The woman’s knee touches down on the | |
| ground next to the boy as she sees what she’s been looking | |
| for. She reaches out her hand. | |
| WE GO CLOSE ON HER HAND as it reaches toward a shell of | |
| orange prescription drug bottles. Her hand suddenly begins | |
| to shift certain bottles ever so slightly AT A BIZARRELY | |
| SLOW PACE, she does not make a sound. As she does this, we | |
| get our first glimpse of names. Names of drugs. Names of | |
| people. | |
| HER HAND finally arrives at the very back of the shelf as | |
| she gently twists a bottle that reads AMOXICILLIN. | |
| ON THE MOTHER as she inhales slowly. And then, as if doing | |
| surgery, she slowly closes her hand around the bottle and | |
| GENTLY begins to move it through the shelf toward her. Her | |
| hand, once again moves incredibly slowly, her now wider | |
| closed hand shifts even more bottles as it passes. JUST as | |
| she gets to the end of the shelf a bottle shifts with a | |
| RATTLE of pills. This is the first, deliberate sound we’ve | |
| heard. The mother FREEZES!!!! | |
| WE RACK FOCUS to the boy on the ground, who now looks up | |
| with panic. The mother’s eyes look all around the room. The | |
| way one does when they are waiting for something, LISTENING | |
| for something. After a long moment, she pulls the bottle in | |
| her hand the final few inches, and off the shelf. | |
| The mother draws a huge breath of relief. As she stands up, | |
| we reveal, just over the counter TWO EYES LOOKING UP AT | |
| HER!!! | |
| 4 INT. AISLE - LATE AFTERNOON 4 | |
| A 10 year old girl stands on her toes, barely able to see | |
| over the wooden counter to her mother. She smiles at her | |
| mother.and gives her a thumbs up. With that she’s off. | |
| 3. | |
| WE FOLLOW HER as she runs lightly through the store, she is | |
| also barefoot. | |
| The GIRL turns down an aisle to reveal a small boy sitting | |
| on the floor. He too is barefoot. | |
| As the girl approaches we see, in the thick dust on the | |
| floor he has drawn a rocket ship. She sits with him. | |
| He silently puts his hand to his chest, palm to the side, | |
| crosses his first two fingers of his other hand with | |
| deliberate focus, and then slowly puts his two hands | |
| together. He then looks up at her and quickly shoots his | |
| crossed fingers into the air like a rocket. She beams with | |
| pride for a moment and then signs back to him. | |
| DAUGHTER | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Very good job! | |
| BOY | |
| (SIGNING AS BEST HE CAN) | |
| That’s how--we get away. | |
| The girl’s smile falls ever so slightly. Then the boy | |
| suddenly TAPS her on the shoulder and scurries away. She’s | |
| “it”. | |
| As the girl slowly gets up to follow him, we see for the | |
| first time A HEARING AID. | |
| The boy disappears around a corner. | |
| 5 INT. NEXT AISLE - LATE AFTERNOON 5 | |
| The girl comes around the tall shelf into the next aisle | |
| when suddenly her eyes go wide!!! What she sees is the boy | |
| standing on a small box, STRETCHING to reach a toy on a | |
| high shelf. She walks quickly to him when suddenly the toy | |
| FALLS. | |
| The girl instinctively SLIDES to the ground and catches the | |
| toy JUST as it’s about to hit the ground! On her face we | |
| can see she is TERRIFIED! She closes her eyes, taking a | |
| breath with relief. When she opens them, in the foreground, | |
| we see the toy she is holding a small TOY SPACE SHUTTLE. | |
| Then in the distance past the toy we see a FIGURE. | |
| 4. | |
| She sits up to see a man standing outside the door of the | |
| general store, holding a large box with what looks like a | |
| quilt hanging out of it. A look of fear on his face | |
| softens, as he mimes wiping his brow with relief. She | |
| smiles, puts the toy back on a shelf and runs to him. | |
| 6 INT. GENERAL STORE - FRONT - LATE AFTERNOON 6 | |
| The father gently puts the box on the ground and pulls back | |
| the pieces of thick quilt to reveal that all the contents | |
| are actually wrapped in it. | |
| He then reaches for a LARGE HIKING BACKPACK, and begins | |
| transferring the contents of the box into the bag. As he | |
| does, we see, cans of food, a variety of prescription | |
| pills, bandages and wrapped syringes. | |
| The girl arrives at his side and excitedly starts rummaging | |
| through the box as well. As she does, we see thick paint | |
| brushes, bottles of glue, bottles of lighter fluid and a | |
| stack of old newspapers. | |
| Then, her face lights up. From the box, she pulls out a | |
| SALVAGED SECURITY CAMERA with wires exposed. The girl gives | |
| it a brief once over and then removes, two exposed CIRCUIT | |
| BOARDS, very obviously only recently removed from whatever | |
| appliance they belonged to. The girl scans the boards with | |
| a voracity, pointing out to the father particular areas of | |
| interest. Her father can’t help but smile. | |
| Suddenly, the box of Amoxicillin comes into frame and is | |
| placed on top along with two boxes of sugar. The father | |
| looks up at his wife. After a beat, she signs: | |
| MOTHER | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| For my tea. | |
| He just keeps looking at her. | |
| MOTHER | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Fine. I have a sweet tooth. | |
| The father smiles and is about to close the bag when a | |
| candy bar is placed on top. | |
| DAUGHTER | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Me too! | |
| 5. | |
| The father looks up at her with fake incredulity. Suddenly | |
| the sick son in his mother’s arms weakly signs: | |
| OLDER SON | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Me too. | |
| The whole family laughs silently as the daughter GENTLY | |
| takes another candy bar from a box below the cash register. | |
| We can now see why the boxes are almost empty. | |
| The father looks back to his arriving four year old son, | |
| expecting the same, but from behind his back the young boy | |
| reveals the toy space shuttle. | |
| With a sweet empathy the father reaches for the toy and | |
| shakes his head no. He turns the toy over and silently | |
| explains it has batteries, this toy can make noise. | |
| The little boy watches, confused, hurt, as his father | |
| gently places the space shuttle on the counter. And then | |
| gently grabs a big lollipop and puts it in the bag for the | |
| boy. | |
| The mother hands their sick son to the father who picks him | |
| up and walks out. The mother kisses her 4 year old on the | |
| head, shuffles the hiking bag onto her back and walks out | |
| too. | |
| The daughter looks at the boy as tears begin to fill his | |
| eyes. She smiles and signs: | |
| DAUGHTER | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| It’s ok. | |
| The boy shakes his head no. | |
| After a moment, the girl looks back to see if her parents | |
| are there. She then reaches up and takes the shuttle down | |
| from the counter. With wide eyes her little brother watches | |
| as she surgically removes the batteries and places the | |
| shuttle in the hood of her brother’s sweatshirt. Covering | |
| it from view, she holds a finger up to her lips in the | |
| obligatory big sister way of telling him not to get her in | |
| trouble. He beams! | |
| She then stands up and places the batteries back on the | |
| counter, smiles at her brother and gestures “let’s go”. | |
| 7 EXT. MAIN STREET - LATE AFTERNOON 7 | |
| 6. | |
| The daughter exits the General Store and follows her mother | |
| and father, who are walking down the street only stepping | |
| on the sand path. Their steps are almost silent. | |
| After a moment, her four year old brother follows behind | |
| her. | |
| We watch everyone walk in total silence. | |
| Then... | |
| 8 INT. GENERAL STORE - LATE AFTERNOON 8 | |
| We slowly push in to the counter of the store and then | |
| realize THE BATTERIES ARE GONE! | |
| 9 EXT. ROAD - LATE AFTERNOON 9 | |
| A long road slices its way through a heavily wooded area, | |
| which further blocks the already fading sun. | |
| In WIDE PROFILE we see the family walking in a line, | |
| continuing only on a sand path. The father is in front | |
| carrying their sick son, then the mother with the backpack, | |
| then their blonde daughter and trailing a bit behind | |
| rumbles their robust 4 year old. | |
| 10 EXT. BRIDGE - LATE AFTERNOON 10 | |
| From the ground we look up at an old and rusted bridge | |
| towering over us eerily, the sand path continues across it. | |
| WE TRACK WITH THE FAMILY as they walk across the bridge. | |
| There are minor creaks underneath the sand. | |
| Suddenly we see, the four year old stops just before the | |
| entrance of bridge. The family continues not seeing him. | |
| WE FOLLOW THE BOY’S HANDS as he fishes around in his hood | |
| and pulls out THE TOY SHUTTLE. | |
| HEAD ON, we walk with the father, each member of his proud | |
| brood can be seen walking behind him. We can hear his | |
| strained breath and the tiniest swish of the footsteps in | |
| sand. | |
| 7. | |
| HEAD ON, walking with the daughter, we now suddenly hear | |
| nothing. As she looks to be in her own world. So we are in | |
| hers. A smile breaks on her face as she walks and breathes | |
| in total silence. We walk with her for a long moment, when | |
| suddenly behind her A FLICKERING RED AND BLUE LIGHT. | |
| The girl does not turn. She just keeps walking. Still | |
| smiling. As she looks up to her mother, we go into: | |
| SLOW MOTION | |
| - FROM THE GIRL’S POV, we see her mother and father spin | |
| around with a frantic shock on their faces. | |
| - BACK ON THE GIRL. She looks confused at her parents | |
| behavior LIGHTS AGAIN FLASH EERILY BEHIND HER. | |
| - ON THE FATHER rushing to put the boy on the ground and | |
| turning to run. | |
| - ON THE MOTHER, spinning around with terror in her eyes, | |
| she looks to be holding in a SCREAM. | |
| - BACK ON THE GIRL slowly beginning to turn around at what | |
| her parents could be looking at as we: | |
| SPEED BACK UP TO NORMAL | |
| A loud playful beeping rushes in from the blinking shuttle. | |
| Then, from the woods we hear THE MOST UNMISTAKABLE | |
| HORRIFYING SCREEEEEEEECH!!! | |
| - ON THE MOTHER as she slowly lowers the backpack to the | |
| ground and her legs begin to fail her. | |
| - ON THE FATHER running, violently shaking his head. It | |
| looks like he’s HOLDING IN A SCREAM. | |
| - THE TREES BEHIND THEM RUSTLE AND SNAP as something | |
| barrels through. | |
| - ON THE BOY holding up his space ship proudly to his | |
| incoming father an enormous smile on his face. | |
| - ON THE FATHER 20 feet away his face is a still frame of | |
| pure fear as he runs to camera. Then: | |
| THE MOST IMMEDIATE AND TERRIFYING COMBINATION OF SOUND ONE | |
| COULD EVER IMAGINE. | |
| A SHRIEK? A SCREAM? A CRUNCH? Then... | |
| 8. | |
| ON THE FATHER as a thin line of blood splatters on his | |
| face. | |
| - Mid run, the father’s body immediately goes limp failing | |
| him as he comes to a halt just in front of camera. | |
| - Then, as quickly as it came THE SOUND IS GONE. | |
| - IN WIDE PROFILE, The father stands lifeless. The two | |
| children stand frozen with fear, the MOTHER drops to her | |
| knees and a space shuttle blinks silently in the sand. | |
| The four year old IS GONE. | |
| Once again, only the wind can be heard. | |
| BLACK. | |
| SILENCE. | |
| FADE IN: | |
| TITLE | |
| A QUIET PLACE | |
| Still in BLACK. A new sound. Almost like that of the ocean. | |
| 11 EXT. BEACH - LATE AFTERNOON 11 | |
| The new sound continues. In the last of the day’s sunlight: | |
| WE TRACK, LOOKING STRAIGHT DOWN, on what appears to be an | |
| empty beach. The pink lit sand, now combined with a sound | |
| like the ocean, feels serene, almost otherworldly. | |
| Slowly coming into frame, we see the face of the daughter. | |
| This is REGAN ABBOTT. Her hair is much longer. She is now | |
| TWO YEARS OLDER, 12. She just looks different. | |
| REGAN lays in the sand with eyes closed, but she is not | |
| asleep. | |
| With her brow furrowed and her closed eyes darting back and | |
| forth she looks oddly painted, almost as if she is wishing | |
| herself to another place. | |
| There is movement in her hands as her fingers caress an | |
| object. | |
| 9. | |
| Her eyes suddenly POP OPEN as she sits up violently CLOSE | |
| UP INTO OUR FRAME! She looks around with eyes wet and red, | |
| attempting to regain her bearings. | |
| WE SLOWLY MOVE AROUND her to see what she sees and are met | |
| with a jarringly incongruous landscape! Instead of a | |
| glistening ocean, there in front of REGAN stand the tall | |
| swaying stalks of A CORNFIELD. | |
| As REGAN looks to her lap WE SLOWLY TRAVEL DOWN to reveal, | |
| she is holding THE TOY SHUTTLE. As she maneuvers it through | |
| her fingers we see the shuttle is damaged, there are 2 | |
| large gouges in the fuselage. | |
| Suddenly... Something startles her as she snaps her head to | |
| the side! | |
| WE GO CLOSE on her hand driving the TOY SHUTTLE into the | |
| sand, not wanting it to be seen. Now ONLY THE SHUTTLE’S | |
| TAIL is exposed in the foreground as we see a figure | |
| walking toward REGAN. | |
| Coming into focus is her mother. This is EVELYN ABBOTT. | |
| EVELYN too has changed. Hair longer, frame lower. She | |
| carries a basket of vegetables. She is barefoot. | |
| EVELYN stops and looks down at her daughter giving her a | |
| comforting smile. REGAN can’t seem to return the same. | |
| EVELYN gently gestures with her head. REGAN nods and EVELYN | |
| walks on. After a moment REGAN places the TOY SHUTTLE into | |
| the large pocket in her dress and follows her mother. As | |
| she goes: | |
| WE PAN TO FOLLOW REGAN as she joins her mother and then | |
| SLOWLY RISE to reveal that the two women are walking along. | |
| A LONG AND WIDE SAND PATH IN THE MIDDLE OF A FARM! In the | |
| distance we can see they are heading to A WEATHERED RED | |
| BARN. | |
| WE END OUR RISE just as we reveal in the foreground, | |
| Christmas lights? Like parallel telephone wires, 2 cables | |
| of large bulbs, one with red and one with white. They dance | |
| playfully in the wind. | |
| 12 INT. TRUCK - LATE AFTERNOON 12 | |
| CLOSE UP PROFILE of a steering wheel in the foreground. A | |
| weathered CHEVY emblem reflects the fire orange sky in the | |
| background. | |
| 10. | |
| HANDS come into frame and gently grip the steering wheel. | |
| The right hand then slowly moves to the ignition block and | |
| turns. | |
| There is no sound. After a moment, the hand turns again | |
| again without sound. The hand turns a third time, this | |
| time, the hand begins to bob ever so slightly, as if the | |
| old car has started up. As the hand retracts: | |
| WE PULL BACK to reveal... The little brother. This is | |
| MARCUS ABBOTT, now 10. Moving ever so slightly, MARCUS is | |
| obviously pretending to drive, though his impassive face | |
| betrays the idea that he is having any fun. MARCUS seems to | |
| have aged much more than the mere 2 years. His vacant eyes | |
| tell us a large toll has been taken on him, though perhaps | |
| not as easily recognizable on the exterior. | |
| 13 EXT. TRUCK - LATE AFTERNOON 13 | |
| WE MOVE SLOWLY IN POV along another large sand path with | |
| high grass on either side when suddenly it opens up into a | |
| large clearing and we see a tractor? Shells of untouched | |
| farm equipment litter the open area. | |
| WE SLOWLY MOVE LEFT, making our way through, what is now | |
| nothing more than an eerie farming vehicle graveyard. | |
| Suddenly, A DARK FIGURE ENTERS THE FRAME. | |
| 14 INT. TRUCK - LATE AFTERNOON 14 | |
| MARCUS’s hands move silently along the steering wheel as he | |
| stares out the windshield. His body moves ever so slightly, | |
| his face, relaxes, the hint of a smile. For a moment we | |
| could almost believe he is driving. His eyes routinely | |
| check the | |
| side mirror, then the rearview mirror, then stop. His | |
| hands, and face fall. | |
| THROUGH THE REAR VIEW MIRROR, we see a figure standing | |
| behind the truck amidst the sea of farm equipment. Behind | |
| the figure we see, A TOWERING SILO. | |
| 15 EXT. TRUCK - LATE AFTERNOON 15 | |
| 11. | |
| OVER THE DARK FIGURE onto the truck as we see MARCUS | |
| expertly slip out of the cab window of a VINTAGE CHEVY | |
| PICKUP that sits at the edge of a DESCENDING DRIVEWAY | |
| connecting to the road that heads back toward the BARN. He | |
| lands in the sand without a sound and begins to walk, head | |
| held low, toward the dark figure, who reaches his hand out | |
| and briefly touches Marcus’ shoulder. Marcus walks straight | |
| past. | |
| As MARCUS exits we BOOM UP the dark figure as it turns, | |
| revealing LEON ABBOTT (LEE), 38. | |
| LEE too has changed, though much more obviously. He has | |
| lost weight on his strong farmer frame, he wears a beard | |
| and his sunken eyes indicate that he hasn’t slept well in a | |
| long time. | |
| WE PULL BACK WIDE to reveal the sea of farm equipment sits | |
| in front of a long, dilapidated, work shed roof a makeshift | |
| repair shop. The word ‘REPAIR’ is written in flaking white | |
| paint that clings to the wood above. | |
| 16 EXT. BARN - SUNSET 16 | |
| The line of Christmas lights dance in the foreground. | |
| WE TILT DOWN to see that the lights run right in between | |
| two towering doors of a weathered red BARN. The doors have | |
| been left open by a gap of just over 2 feet. The edges of | |
| the doors are wrapped in foam. | |
| Suddenly MARCUS walks into frame and enters the barn. | |
| 17 INT. BARN - SUNSET 17 | |
| WE TILT DOWN from the lines of unilluminated Christmas | |
| lights running below the high reaching ceiling and ONTO | |
| MARCUS’ BACK as he walks through two heavy quilts at the | |
| entry of the barn hanging from the ceiling. Through the | |
| quilts, a dirt floor guides us through this barn. The | |
| surroundings are too difficult to fully comprehend at first | |
| glance. | |
| To the left are several large horse stalls. WE QUICKLY PAN | |
| INSIDE to see they are now bedrooms. Mattresses, perfectly | |
| made up, lie on the floor next to lamps and small stacks of | |
| books. Clothes on hangers dangle between each of the bars | |
| providing not only storage, but limited privacy. | |
| 12. | |
| To the right is a large pen with railings. Once a holding | |
| area for cows awaiting milking, it is now a living room. | |
| Hay bales draped in blankets and old wooden chairs surround | |
| an overturned pig trough, now serving as a coffee table | |
| covered in books and dripping candles. | |
| As MARCUS continues we notice the walls. Every inch is | |
| meticulously covered in a bizarre but elegant cornucopia of | |
| trash. Foam, cardboard, and old newspapers are glued to the | |
| wall in thick layers. | |
| If one were able to look past the obvious first assumption | |
| of a hovel or domicile of hoarders, they would see almost a | |
| deliberate beauty in the decor. A warmth. This is a well | |
| maintained and loving home. | |
| WE FOLLOW ON MARCUS’ BACK as he suddenly comes to A | |
| MATTRESS LAYING ON THE GROUND? MARCUS bends down and after | |
| a brief struggle pushes the mattress to one side to reveal | |
| a large hole. | |
| WE FOLLOW JUST BEHIND MARCUS as he descends down the | |
| ground. | |
| 18 INT. BARN - SAFE ROOM - SUNSET 18 | |
| WE NOW SEE MARCUS has descended a makeshift stairwell into | |
| a small excavated room illuminated by work lights. Lodged | |
| up against the walls and across the ceiling are wooden | |
| beams. In between each beam are varying stages of an | |
| elaborate process of insulation and soundproofing that | |
| consists of a thick layer of newspaper as a base and then | |
| blankets and pillows squeezed in on top. There is a hay | |
| bale up against one wall and a mattress leaned up against | |
| another. | |
| In the middle of the room, MARCUS walks past EVELYN, who is | |
| bent over behind an odd wooden box. Suddenly she stands up, | |
| holding a beautiful and delicate baby mobile. | |
| As she turns and reaches the mobile high in the air to a | |
| beam above her we get a clear shot of her protruding belly. | |
| Even a layman guess would put her over 8 months. EVELYN | |
| gently taps the mobile as we: | |
| ARE NOW CLOSE ON the small ducks and clouds moving through | |
| the air, EVELYN below looking up with a smile. | |
| MARCUS sits down next to REGAN who is on the floor next to | |
| a stack of old newspapers and bottles of glue. | |
| 13. | |
| She removes a large sheet of newspaper from a plastic tray | |
| of glue, lets it drip and then applies it to the wall with | |
| a thick paintbrush. As she moves the paintbrush vertically | |
| down the dripping white, a piece of an image can be seen. | |
| It is a bra ad. REGAN slowly looks over to MARCUS, who | |
| stares at it. | |
| BACK ON EVELYN as she removes the top of the odd wooden | |
| box. | |
| WE FOLLOW her hands in to reveal a heavily quilted inside | |
| with adorable baby blankets, a small teddy bear, and a | |
| clear plastic air mask. | |
| EVELYN’s fingers fumble with something in the corner until | |
| she finally threads through a thin plastic tube and | |
| connects it to the air mask. It looks similar to an | |
| emergency breathing apparatus one might see in an ambulance | |
| or hospital because it is. | |
| BACK ON MARCUS, as he now removes a large piece of dripping | |
| newspaper out of the tray and places it on the wall. Like | |
| his sister, he swipes his thick paintbrush vertically down | |
| the dripping white, this time partially revealing a front | |
| page headline. It reads ‘AGE OF MASS’ MARCUS looks at it | |
| inquisitively and then swipes the paintbrush horizontally | |
| across the whole headline. | |
| It reads:‘IMAGE OF MASSACRED MILITARY SHOCKS THE WORLD’ | |
| MARCUS freezes then looks below to see the top of a grainy | |
| newspaper photograph. All we can make out is a twisted | |
| human arm. His hand slowly begins to shake as he raises the | |
| paintbrush to reveal the rest of the image when suddenly: A | |
| PILLOW FLIES INTO FRAME!!!!!! | |
| MARCUS JUMPS!!!!! | |
| Only to see his mom holding a pillow over the newspaper | |
| with a knowing look. After a beat, she hands MARCUS a long | |
| piece of tape to secure the pillow to the wall. | |
| 19 EXT. REPAIR YARD SILO - ROOF - SUNSET TO DUSK 19 | |
| ON THE BACK OF LEE, perched on what looks like the top of | |
| the world. | |
| From this great height we get our first WIDE SHOT of the | |
| large farm that we now see sits in a clearing on a ridge | |
| surrounded by the tangled forest of the APPALACHIAN | |
| MOUNTAINS. | |
| 14. | |
| A puff of smoke rises from LEE’s silhouette as he suddenly | |
| raises a hand into frame and checks his watch. A moment | |
| later as if on cue. | |
| A line of CHRISTMAS LIGHTS flicker to life above the wide | |
| sand path REGAN was laying on. | |
| Another line of white Christmas lights flicker on, this | |
| time revealing a path that connects the weathered red BARN | |
| to an old white FARMHOUSE. Then another line of lights and | |
| another! | |
| Like the image of a city power grid coming back to life, we | |
| see a labyrinth of countless sand paths, meticulously laid | |
| out, illuminate all over the farm in a beautiful expanse. | |
| NOW IN PROFILE, LEE stares down seemingly at nothing. The | |
| unfiltered cigarette burns to his fingers, causing LEE to | |
| snap out of his stupor. He looks around at the horizon, it | |
| is officially sundown. He reaches for a plastic bottle of | |
| lighter fluid and sprays all its contents into a shallow | |
| metal drum in front of him. | |
| Another cigarette appears from below frame. He puts it in | |
| his mouth and then reaches his hands into his jacket. His | |
| right arm jiggles slightly. There is no sound. His arm | |
| jiggles again. Then from his jacket, LEE pulls a FULLY LIT | |
| LIGHTER, that he protects from the wind. He lights his | |
| cigarette and then leans his hands to the metal drum A HUGE | |
| FLAME ERUPTS. | |
| In the glowing orange we see LEE take a long drag of his | |
| cigarette. His face has no effect. After several moments | |
| the flame begins to weaken and slowly fade. | |
| Suddenly, far FAR off in the distance on the ridge ANOTHER | |
| FLAME ILLUMINATES. LEE doesn’t even look up. Then, miles | |
| past the first ANOTHER FLAME! THEN ANOTHER! | |
| Until we can see behind LEE 5 glowing fires scattered far | |
| off across the ridge. | |
| ON LEE as he glances over and registers, then back to | |
| staring front as we: | |
| MOVE AROUND BEHIND him to see where his gaze is focused. | |
| Then, we see it. There, in his left hand LEE holds a 5X6 | |
| nursery school photo of a 4 year old boy. | |
| LEE takes a last drag of his cigarette and then places the | |
| photo in a small box at his feet. | |
| 15. | |
| WE ARE TIGHT ON THE BOX as LEE stands and walks toward two | |
| curved bars on the side of the SILO. He turns around and | |
| begins to descend A LADDER. | |
| WE HOLD ON THE SMALL BOX, then just as LEE’s head | |
| disappears WE SLOWLY BEGIN TO RISE. | |
| Now looking at the opposite side of the ridge than we did | |
| in the beginning, the rising moon’s light now spills across | |
| the vista of rock and trees and onto an enormous and | |
| bizarrely out of place CRATER! | |
| WE HOLD ON THE CRATER FOR A LONG MOMENT Then: | |
| 20 INT. BARN - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 20 | |
| WE ARE CLOSE on a small mound of dirt. Suddenly two hands | |
| covered in winter gloves enter frame and begin to dig down | |
| about 3 inches to reveal a plank of wood. | |
| WIDER NOW, we see EVELYN on her hands and knees just behind | |
| the living room set up in an open, very makeshift kitchen. | |
| One wall of shelves cluttered with stacks of paper plates, | |
| bowls and cups. Another wall is a workbench acting as a | |
| countertop and a mid 70’s refrigerator. | |
| EVELYN extracts from the dirt a long wooden box. Beneath it | |
| red hot rocks let off a combination of steam and smoke. | |
| EVELYN brings the box to the counter top and carefully | |
| lifts the lid to reveal a perfectly cooked fish with lemon | |
| and rosemary and garlic scattered all around. | |
| 21 INT. BARN - BEDROOMS - NIGHT 21 | |
| WE TRACK with REGAN as she walks down the row of horse | |
| stall bedrooms. | |
| REGAN arrives at the threshold of LEE and EVELYN’s bedroom. | |
| LEE is faced away from her, washing his face in a long | |
| trough like sink that runs the length of the room. | |
| Suddenly, through the mirror leaning on the wall, LEE sees | |
| her, but does not turn. | |
| Through the mirror, the two of them looking silently at | |
| each other for a moment too long, it is heartbreaking. | |
| 16. | |
| REGAN pathetically gestures “eating”. As LEE nods, trying | |
| to muster a polite smile we can see very clearly something | |
| is broken. | |
| LEE wipes his face with a towel and then turns to face an | |
| empty doorway. | |
| 22 INT. BARN - TABLE - NIGHT 22 | |
| The family sits down together for dinner around an old | |
| workbench. Their heads bowed in prayer, after a moment | |
| EVELYN lifts her head and they begin to eat. There are no | |
| plates. | |
| The food sits on various children’s plastic placemats. | |
| There are no utensils. The family uses only bread to | |
| collect food. | |
| We slowly pull back on this silent, but comfortingly | |
| familiar scene. | |
| 23 INT. BARN - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 23 | |
| REGAN and MARCUS lie on the floor playing Monopoly. | |
| By the dim light of an oil lantern, we can see the game’s | |
| board is the same, but the pieces are small colored bobbles | |
| of wool, the kind you would find on a children’s Christmas | |
| sweater. The houses and hotels are empty sugar packets, | |
| blue and pink. And the money? Small pieces of green, red, | |
| blue and orange fabric rectangles, all equally sized. | |
| MARCUS is five spaces away from his sister’s hotel on | |
| Boardwalk. He takes a sip of water and places the cup on | |
| top of a tall crate being used as a makeshift side table. | |
| MARCUS looks at his sister, who can’t hide her smile. He | |
| mimes a prayer before rolling the dice on the dirt floor, | |
| where it makes no noise 5! | |
| MARCUS slowly looks up to REGAN, knowing his fate. | |
| REGAN smiles pointedly and then reaches for MARCUS’ money. | |
| As MARCUS thrusts his arm back to protect his bank, his | |
| elbow hits the oil lantern!! | |
| A BOOMING CRASH!!!! As the oil lantern hits the ground and | |
| shatters. THE SOUND FEELS HUGE! AS IT IS THE FIRST BIG | |
| SOUND WE’VE HEARD! FIRE ERUPTS ON THE FLOOR!!! The children | |
| stare frozen in horror! | |
| 17. | |
| LEE immediately jumps up from the table and instinctively | |
| grabs a quilt and throws it on the fire. With a few silent | |
| pats the fire is gone. | |
| SILENCE. | |
| EVERYONE FREEZES!!!! NO ONE IS BREATHING!!! | |
| REGAN shoots MARCUS a look of concern. | |
| MARCUS shoots LEE a look of terror. | |
| LEE shoots a look to the roof. | |
| ON LEE as he stands up INTO frame. He has almost physically | |
| transformed from a man into protection incarnate. He slowly | |
| raises a stiff finger to his lips, his body so tense, it | |
| looks painful. This is the unwanted version of himself that | |
| lies just millimeters under his skin 24 hours a day. | |
| After a long moment nothing. It would have happened by now. | |
| LEE finally nods that everything is OK. | |
| MARCUS stares at REGAN with a painfully apologetic face as | |
| she leans in and touches his hand. | |
| BANG!!! The whole family startles in silence!!! | |
| Something has hit the roof. | |
| EVERYONE IS FROZEN LOOKING AT THE CEILING. | |
| Seconds later a high pitched SHRIEEEEEEK of CLAWS sliding | |
| down the aluminum roof. The family follows the sound | |
| exactly with their eyes. Then silence. | |
| LEE crouches down and walks to a small window where the | |
| sound stopped above. | |
| MARCUS wildly shakes his head “no”, evidence of his | |
| traumatic anxiety resurfacing. | |
| REGAN slowly stands, looking on with wide eyes. | |
| LEE arrives at the window, crouched. From his low vantage | |
| point we can see the lip of the gutter and the eerily | |
| swaying Christmas lights. | |
| LEE begins to stand up slowly, his face now virtually | |
| pressed against the glass. | |
| 18. | |
| Suddenly, A WHIR OF SCREECHING AND GROWLING!!! A LARGE | |
| SHAPE FALLS PAST THE WINDOW!!!! | |
| As two raccoons hit the ground, fighting then scamper off | |
| into the dark. | |
| LEE somehow exhales slowly and calmly a trick that, no | |
| doubt, took much practice and walks away from the window. | |
| 24 EXT. CORNFIELD 24 | |
| The two raccoons round the corner onto a moonlit path | |
| heading toward camera, just as they come into CLOSE UP. | |
| A GIANT BLACK CLAW CRUSHES DOWN ONTO THE FIRST RACCOONS | |
| HEAD and then rips it out of frame. We hold on the second | |
| raccoon running off with a soft but piercing scream. | |
| 25 EXT. FARM - NIGHT 25 | |
| It is night. From high above, we look down to the sand path | |
| between the RED BARN and the WHITE FARMHOUSE. In the | |
| foreground we see the shadow of a telephone pole. Sitting | |
| on the wire in silhouette are BIRDS. | |
| 26 EXT. SAND PATH - NIGHT 26 | |
| FROM THE GROUND, we see the FARMHOUSE in the distance, but | |
| something is different. The color seems wrong, the angle is | |
| odd. The foreground is over exposed and tiny dots fly in | |
| and out of the frame. | |
| Suddenly, A GIANT FOOTSTEPS INTO FRAME!!!! | |
| AND THEN ANOTHER as we watch two bare feet then the hem of | |
| a dress and then the silhouette of EVELYN walk silently | |
| toward the house. | |
| 27 INT. FARMHOUSE - BASEMENT - NIGHT 27 | |
| WE SLOWLY PULL BACK from THAT SAME SHOT of the FARMHOUSE | |
| and reveal a plastic frame, a red light buttons. We realize | |
| this image is being viewed on a small monitor. CCTV FOOTAGE | |
| from A SECURITY CAMERA. | |
| 19. | |
| WE CONTINUE TO PULL BACK SLOWLY as another monitor comes | |
| into frame with another stacked on top of it then one next | |
| to it and another until we reveal, like something out of a | |
| Dr. Seuss book, a wall of 20 TV’s, all shapes and brands | |
| sit on top of a large workbench covered with open notebooks | |
| and sliced up newspapers. | |
| On each screen we see elements of trees... sand paths... | |
| the barn... the silo. This is a DIY version of a security | |
| console that overlooks the entire farm... and it has taken | |
| a long time to put together. | |
| WE BEGIN TO TRACK past the empty security console and onto | |
| a cinder block wall, covered in notes and newspaper | |
| clippings. | |
| Then WE BARELY HEAR A TINY, ALMOST FAMILIAR, SOUND. | |
| THEN A HANDFUL OF SMALL BEEPING SOUNDS. | |
| Suddenly a portion of one visible newspaper clipping shows | |
| a close up and much more detailed image of the enormous | |
| crater. The headline reads: ‘NUMBER OF CONFIRMED GLOBAL | |
| LANDING SITES GROWS TO 128’ A post-it note sticks to the | |
| clipping that reads: LANDED 10-18-2018 WE PASS BY more | |
| clippings, catching glimpses of dramatic headlines and | |
| surreal images: ‘PRESIDENT CALLS FOR EMERGENCY EVAC IN ALL | |
| MAJOR CITIES’ ‘CHURCHES, MOSQUES, TEMPLES FLOODED WITH | |
| PEOPLE’ WE PASS BY a grainy newspaper photo of a military | |
| stand off with ONE creature. The headline reads: ‘MILITARY | |
| EXPERTS AGREE: “INDESTRUCTIBLE” | |
| AGAIN WE HEAR THAT FAMILIAR SOUND as it gets louder. WE | |
| CONTINUE TO TRAVEL as a MAP enters frame. Like one you | |
| would get at a gas station, it is covered in illustrated | |
| forests and rivers, it is a map of THE STATE OF NEW YORK. | |
| The portion above Manhattan is covered in hand drawn red | |
| circles and pins, each accompanied with a date and names of | |
| the dead. WE MOVE FURTHER ALONG to reveal low quality | |
| stills of security footage barely showing THE CREATURE. | |
| Each still is drawn on and analyzed. Then a large white | |
| board covered in writing comes into frame, leaning against | |
| the wall. | |
| 20. | |
| Amidst the scratches of written and rewritten thoughts, we | |
| can make out two lists labeled, ‘QUESTIONS’ and ‘CONFIRMED’ | |
| In the ‘QUESTIONS’ column are listed; ”NO DEMANDS?”, “NO | |
| SIGN OF ORGANIZATION”, “BLIND?” “HOW MANY?” “SOUND?" "WHY | |
| NOT ATTACK ALL SOUND?” In the ‘CONFIRMED’ column are | |
| phrases like; “4-6 CONFIRMED IN PACK”, “DO NOT ATTACK SMALL | |
| SOUNDS”. Then we see the phrase “DO NOT EAT KILL”. WE MOVE | |
| TO the very bottom of the white board where we see the word | |
| “WEAPON???” Listed below words are crossed out | |
| “EXPLOSIVES”, “FIRE”, “CHEMICAL” AGAIN WE HEAR THAT | |
| FAMILIAR SOUND NOW LOUDER. | |
| THEN AGAIN THE HANDFUL OF SMALL BEEPING SOUNDS. | |
| WE MOVE OFF OF THE white board and scan past ANATOMICAL | |
| DRAWINGS of A SHARK SENSING PREY USING MAGNETIC FIELDS, | |
| DOLPHINS NAVIGATING THROUGH MINEFIELDS, THE ELECTROMAGNETIC | |
| SPECTRUM and finally images of THE INNER EAR. | |
| WE NOW MOVE THROUGH meticulously organized shelves covered | |
| in tools and wires and various pieces of salvaged | |
| electronic equipment and finally onto LEE’S BACK. | |
| He is hunched over the workbench working intensely on | |
| something, he is wearing large black headphones. | |
| We see him reach out of frame as we WE PUSH PAST an old | |
| microphone that is connected to AN OLD TRANSATLANTIC HAM | |
| RADIO. | |
| In the glowing light from the box we see all kinds of knobs | |
| and needles. Below a switch labeled with two stickers that | |
| say “RADIO” and “SPEAKER”, LEE’S hand comes into frame and | |
| turns a large knob revealing THE SOURCE OF OUR FAMILIAR | |
| SOUND. | |
| LEE IS SEARCHING FOR A SIGNAL. ANY SIGN. ANY SIGN OF LIFE. | |
| Suddenly, he presses down on a button on the microphone. | |
| THE HANDFUL OF SMALL BEEPING SOUNDS IS MORSE CODE. | |
| THERE IS NO RESPONSE. | |
| WE follow LEE’s hand off of the button and onto a small | |
| soldering iron. As he picks it up: WE GO TO LEE at his | |
| workspace. | |
| With magnifying glasses in front of his eyes, he works with | |
| surgery like precision on a small contraption. A small | |
| string of smoke rises from his work. | |
| 21. | |
| 28 INT. FARMHOUSE - BASEMENT - STEPS - NIGHT 28 | |
| WE ARE OVER the warmly, lit from above, stairwell with LEE | |
| at his workstation in the background as delicate bare feet | |
| touch down softly, and deliberately on the steps, like a | |
| child knowing where to step so they don’t wake their | |
| parents. | |
| WE BOOM UP to reveal EVELYN as she stares at her husband, | |
| who hasn’t heard her, worried? Admiring? Lost? | |
| A flicker of a memory echoes through her face as she smiles | |
| and then walks to him EVELYN IS WEARING EARBUDS. | |
| ON LEE as a hand touches down gently on his shoulder, he | |
| doesn’t flinch at all. There is immediate recognition | |
| there. | |
| Safety. The hands then reach down and remove Lee’s | |
| headphones. The sound of the searching radio in the | |
| headphones is nearly inaudible. | |
| LEE sits back and holds up A HEARING AID. It looks like a | |
| somewhat common hearing aid, but with handcrafted | |
| modifications, upgrades. There is a wire extension that | |
| extends from the top, almost like an adapter or plug. | |
| The hands gently grab LEE’s face and turn it. LEE looks up | |
| at EVELYN who he now sees is wearing lipstick, has pulled | |
| her hair back and has changed into a beautiful dress. This | |
| is DATE NIGHT. LEE smiles as EVELYN takes a step back and | |
| with the gentlest of movements, she sweetly beckons him to | |
| her. | |
| LEE looks back at his work for just a moment, his face once | |
| again focused. Then he lays the hearing aid down on the | |
| table and stands up. | |
| WE HOLD ON THE HEARING AID and then SLOWLY PULL BACK to | |
| reveal a pile of more hearing aids, each with a variety of | |
| different modifications, scattered all around his work | |
| bench. | |
| This is something he has been working on for a long while. | |
| WE TILT UP from the workbench to see LEE arrive at his | |
| wife’s side as she puts her hand up on his neck and smiles | |
| up at him warmly, as if there is no where else to be | |
| nothing to make her happier. | |
| FACE TO FACE NOW, LEE finally allows a smile, looking down | |
| at his time tested partner. | |
| 22. | |
| EVELYN’s eyes close as she places her forehead to his and | |
| the two begin to gently sway in total silence. | |
| Suddenly, EVELYN takes LEE’s hands from around her back and | |
| places them on her protruding belly. After a moment she | |
| looks up lovingly at her husband to see | |
| LEE’S SMILE HAS DISAPPEARED. STARING DOWN AT THE BELLY, HIS | |
| FACE LOOKS LOST. | |
| Knowing this man inside and out, EVELYN keeps her gaze | |
| firmly into her husband’s eyes and slowly moves her hands | |
| up LEE’S arms and gently onto his face. Holding more than | |
| his visage in her hands, LEE finally looks up at her. | |
| EVELYN smiles with recognition of the man she married as | |
| her right hand travels to her right ear. She removes the | |
| earbud from her ear and seamlessly places it in his, as: | |
| MUSIC RUSHES IN! | |
| The only record on the record player, this is the song they | |
| were married to. This is NEIL YOUNG’S HARVEST MOON, | |
| Perhaps it’s due to the lack of sound thus far in the movie | |
| or maybe the marrying image of the two dancing, but the | |
| sounds of the song are crystal clear. We can perfectly hear | |
| every chord, every tremor of vocal chord as we PULL BACK on | |
| this perfect moment through the basement to the small | |
| rectangular basement window to reveal water hitting the | |
| glass. | |
| 29 EXT. FARMHOUSE - NIGHT 29 | |
| We see a strong rain pouring down around the house. | |
| 30 EXT. FARM - MORNING 30 | |
| A beautiful crisp morning. | |
| 31 EXT. FARMHOUSE - SAND PATH - DAY 31 | |
| FROM THE PORCH of the farmhouse, as water drips down from | |
| overhead, WE SLOWLY travel along the sand path toward the | |
| barn when suddenly we arrive at a small stream of water | |
| cutting right through a, now washed away, segment of the | |
| sand path. | |
| Suddenly LEE’s bare feet enter frame and then a large | |
| hiking backpack enters frame next to him. | |
| 23. | |
| ON LEE as we see a momentary glimpse into the painstaking, | |
| and never ending, workload that goes into maintaining this | |
| farm. | |
| CLOSE on hands as LEE’s bare fingers gouge into the | |
| unforgiving earth at the edge of the sand path to divert | |
| the water. Stones come into frame to form a temporary wall. | |
| Then LEE hoists, the very obviously heavy, hiking bag onto | |
| his knee. He then slowly and silently undoes a handmade | |
| flap at the bottom of the backpack. From the opening of the | |
| bag pours SAND. | |
| Quickly and silently, sand piles up on the ground as we | |
| witness for the first time, LEE’s ingenious system that has | |
| kept his family safe all this time. | |
| 32 INT. BARN - SAFE ROOM - DAY 32 | |
| CLOSE UP OF A GAUGE Very faint bursts of air can be heard. | |
| WE SLOWLY PULL BACK to reveal EVELYN sitting on a hay bale | |
| with a blood pressure sleeve on her arm and a stethoscope | |
| in her ears. Behind her is a shelf full of bandages and IV | |
| bags. | |
| She stops pumping the bulb, stares down at the gauge and | |
| then gently lets the air out and removes the sleeve. | |
| EVELYN marks her daily blood pressure on a calendar next to | |
| her. On this calendar we see her estimated due date is 4 | |
| weeks away. | |
| After a moment, she leans over and places the bottom part | |
| of the stethoscope onto her belly. | |
| A faint sound of adjusting and then LUB DUB, LUB DUB, THE | |
| BABY’S HEARTBEAT ENGULFS US!!! | |
| 33 EXT. FARMHOUSE - DAY 33 | |
| WE CREEP SLOWLY ALONG the sand path heading toward the | |
| front door of the FARMHOUSE. | |
| Suddenly REGAN steps into frame, walking deliberately, as | |
| if tiptoeing. | |
| 34 INT. FARMHOUSE - DAY 34 | |
| 24. | |
| REGAN reaches the front door of the FARMHOUSE and stops at | |
| the threshold. As she looks down at the worn wood floor, | |
| scanning, we can notice deliberately painted markings on | |
| the floor. | |
| Just then, REGAN takes a dramatically long step inside, | |
| placing her foot down directly on the first colored marking | |
| silence. Looking almost relieved, REGAN once again scans | |
| the floor and then focuses on another marking. She takes | |
| another long step, this time far to her right and touches | |
| down on the next marking silence. It almost looks like | |
| she’s playing ‘TWISTER’. Getting more confident, she scans | |
| the room, finds another spot and steps quickly. | |
| 35 INT. FARMHOUSE - BASEMENT STAIRS - DAY 35 | |
| WE LOOK DIRECTLY up the basement stairs toward the warm | |
| hallway at the top. | |
| Suddenly, REGAN takes a long step into frame. Her | |
| silhouette looks down the dark stairwell. | |
| After a moment, she slowly puts her foot down on the first | |
| step when suddenly A DARK FIGURE APPEARS BEHIND HER AND | |
| GRABS HER!!!!! | |
| 36 EXT. FARMHOUSE - DAY 36 | |
| CLOSE ON REGAN as she is placed down onto the sand path. | |
| A HAND COVERS HER MOUTH! | |
| AS REGAN spins around we see LEE kneeling in front of her. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| You CANNOT go down there! | |
| REGAN | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| WHY NOT??? | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| You know why. | |
| REGAN | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| I won’t make a sound!!! I’m not a | |
| child!!! | |
| 25. | |
| LEE pauses that line stings. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Just--don’t. | |
| The two stare into each other’s eyes communicating more | |
| than any sign language could. | |
| Suddenly LEE reaches up to her face. His still dirty hands | |
| push the hair back over her right ear. It seems so | |
| uncharacteristically warm and gentle when suddenly LEE | |
| reaches into his pocket with his right hand and pulls out | |
| THE HEARING AID from the night before. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| This time, I was able to use small | |
| amplifiers from the stereo speaker | |
| to-- | |
| REGAN | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| It won’t work. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| No, our problem has always been | |
| power, but this should increase the | |
| frequency to-- | |
| REGAN | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| It never works!! | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| ... But we’ll keep trying til it | |
| does. | |
| REGAN looks up at him blankly as LEE reaches to bring the | |
| new hearing aid up to her ear when suddenly REGAN pushes | |
| his hand away. | |
| LEE reaches up to her ear to try again, REGAN pushes his | |
| hand away again, giving him a cold stare. With so much | |
| history behind it, it’s a bizarrely heartbreaking | |
| altercation. | |
| He tries again, she pushes again, even harder. | |
| LEE looks at his daughter as she looks at him, her venomous | |
| face, betrayed by the large tears that roll down her cheek. | |
| 26. | |
| After a long moment, REGAN snatches the hearing aid from | |
| her father’s hand and walks away. | |
| 37 INT. BARN - HAY LOFT - DAY 37 | |
| ON MARCUS’ back as he scribbles in a notebook. WE GO CLOSE | |
| to see MARCUS is writing in a math notebook. His pencil | |
| suddenly pauses, moves up the page through a long math | |
| problem and stops again. Suddenly a finger comes into frame | |
| and points at a different part of the problem. | |
| WE PULL OUT to reveal EVELYN and MARCUS sitting in a small | |
| curated area with a desk, book shelves and a white board | |
| covered in various phrases, shapes and equations. We | |
| suddenly realize EVELYN is HOME SCHOOLING him! | |
| MARCUS suddenly nods and once again begins writing as | |
| EVELYN looks out the small door of the hay loft and down to | |
| the sand path below as LEE arrives. Suddenly... | |
| MARCUS | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| ...please don’t make me go... | |
| EVELYN looks over to see MARCUS’s face awash with panic. | |
| EVELYN | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| You will be fine. Your father will | |
| always protect you. | |
| MARCUS GRABS HER ARM TIGHT! IT STARTLES HER. With tears in | |
| his eyes, he mouths to her “PLEASE!” | |
| EVELYN | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Listen to me. It is important that | |
| you learn these things. He just | |
| wants you to be able to take care | |
| of yourself. | |
| MARCUS looks at her. | |
| EVELYN | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Take care of ME! | |
| EVELYN lightens the conversation by pretending to age in | |
| front of our eyes. | |
| EVELYN | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| 27. | |
| ... when I’m old and grey... | |
| EVELYN leans on him. MARCUS can’t help but smile. | |
| EVELYN | |
| and I have no teeth. | |
| EVELYN pretending to have no teeth is too much for MARCUS | |
| to hold back his silent laugh. | |
| 38 EXT. BARN - DAY 38 | |
| OVER LEE’S large shoulder we barely see MARCUS moving ever | |
| so slightly in one direction and then another. | |
| ON LEE, with a large hiking pack on his back. He adjusts | |
| the straps of a backpack on MARCUS. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Too tight? | |
| MARCUS shakes his head no. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Good. | |
| MARCUS | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| No, I don’t want to go. | |
| LEE looks up at EVELYN. Then back to MARCUS. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| There’s nothing to be scared of. | |
| MARCUS | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Of course there is. | |
| Suddenly behind LEE we see REGAN appear. | |
| REGAN | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| I’ll go. | |
| LEE looks over at his daughter and pauses. | |
| LEE | |
| 28. | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| No, no. I need you to stay here and | |
| help your mother. | |
| LEE stands up. To EVELYN: | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| We’ll be back before dinner. | |
| REGAN | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| I want to go. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Just stay here. You’ll be safe. | |
| LEE turns to EVELYN who looks at him with slight | |
| disappointment. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Next time. | |
| LEE pauses and then kisses EVELYN. LEE and MARCUS walk down | |
| a sand path toward the woods. | |
| EVELYN turns to REGAN who is already walking away. | |
| 39 INT. BARN - REGAN’S ROOM - DAY 39 | |
| REGAN enters and throws the hearing aid her father made her | |
| onto the dirt floor. This is the first time we have seen | |
| her bedroom. It is sparse. A hay bale covered in bed | |
| sheets, a | |
| small crate with a neat pile of books inside and several | |
| candles on top, a small wooden mirror leant against the | |
| wall. | |
| REGAN drops to her knees. On the ground we now see all | |
| kinds of electronic equipment and tools. | |
| Architectural drawings are pinned to the wall. It is like a | |
| mini version of her father’s work bench. | |
| REGAN grabs her pillow, rips the pillow case off and begins | |
| furiously packing. | |
| 29. | |
| She grabs clothes, a water bottle, a notepad and the THE | |
| TOY SHUTTLE. She gets up to leave and then looks back at | |
| the hearing aid on the ground. | |
| CLOSE ON REGAN’s PROFILE as her hand comes into frame and | |
| moves to the hearing aid she currently wears. Suddenly, a | |
| long wire is slowly pulled from deep in her ear canal. | |
| REGAN’s eyes wince with almost a snap of pressure as the | |
| wire comes loose. | |
| REGAN then gently feeds the new hearing aid into her ear | |
| and pauses. | |
| Suddenly REGAN clicks on the new hearing aid. | |
| Nothing. | |
| WE WATCH the thin veil of anger on REGAN’s face cascade | |
| into honest sorrow as REGAN’s eyes squeeze shut brutal | |
| disappointment. | |
| WE PULL OUT to see REGAN sitting quietly on the floor. The | |
| quake of her shoulders betray her as we watch her cry. | |
| After a moment, she reaches for a pillow case and exits. | |
| 40 EXT. WOODS - VALLEY PATHWAY - DAY 40 | |
| FROM A DISTANCE LEE leads MARCUS down a thin sand path that | |
| cuts down the steep valley side and through the lush and | |
| learned evergreens of the mountain’s canopy. | |
| MARCUS walks rigid, like one would in the dark. His saucer | |
| eyes furtively clock every detail of his surroundings. LEE | |
| walks casually and confidently, periodically turning to | |
| wait patiently for his son. This is a day of teaching. | |
| ON MARCUS as LEE puts a hand quickly, but gently on his | |
| son’s chest, stopping him in his tracks. LEE focuses down | |
| the path. | |
| OFF MARCUS’s quaking face peering around his father: | |
| WE TOO MOVE around from behind LEE to see a DEER sitting in | |
| the middle of the sand path. An adolescent buck, it holds | |
| it’s impressive, but still delicate antlers upright and | |
| proud as it stares directly at LEE and MARCUS. | |
| An image obviously long thought impossible, the moment | |
| carries a certain calm, almost spiritual. | |
| 30. | |
| After a long moment, the buck efforts its way to its feet. | |
| Then turns and deftly steps perfectly along the sand path | |
| and disappears. | |
| 41 EXT. FARMHOUSE - DAY 41 | |
| CLOSE ON the roof of the farmhouse. Water from the previous | |
| night’s storm still drips off the edge. | |
| WE SLOWLY TRAVEL down the drainpipe running along the side | |
| of the house when suddenly the drain stops and we see PVC | |
| pipe has been attached instead. | |
| WE CONTINUE along the PVC piping to the bottom where we see | |
| THE PVC PIPE bend AND GO STRAIGHT THROUGH A SHATTERED PANE | |
| OF THE BASEMENT WINDOW. | |
| 42 INT. FARMHOUSE - BASEMENT - DAY 42 | |
| FROM INSIDE THE SHATTERED PANE, we now follow the PVC pipe | |
| into an old washing machine now filled with rain water. | |
| Suddenly a piece of clothing slowly comes into frame and | |
| silently descends into the water. | |
| WE WIDEN OUT TO SEE EVELYN places more clothes into a | |
| WASHER that is unplugged. We see that she is simply using | |
| the corrugated tumbler inside as a washboard. | |
| She removes a large plaid shirt just above the water line | |
| (still inside the tumbler) and squeezes it dry. The action | |
| is virtually inaudible. | |
| CLOSE UP on a small pile of clothes being stacked onto | |
| other clothes. Then a CINCH. | |
| EVELYN stands up over the newly packed cloth laundry bag | |
| then bends backward, attempting to relieve a pain in her | |
| back. | |
| When she’s done, she picks up the full laundry bag with one | |
| hand and another full laundry bag with the other. | |
| EVELYN struggles to the foot of the stairs with the two | |
| bags and puts them down. She then takes a deep breath looks | |
| up the stairwell and begins to ascend again carefully | |
| placing her | |
| 31. | |
| feet on specific spots on each step. Holding one bag as | |
| high as she can and dragging the second behind her. It’s | |
| uncomfortable watching a fully pregnant woman traverse in | |
| this manner. | |
| WE GO CLOSE ON several stairs as EVELYN’S feet step up and | |
| drag the bag up the first step then the second. | |
| Her feet disappear. As she drags the bag up onto the third | |
| IT CATCHES ON A BENT NAIL IN THE STAIR!! | |
| ON EVELYN, not seeing the cause, pulls again AND BEGINS TO | |
| FALL!!!!!! | |
| She catches herself on the wall, her eyes lit up breathing | |
| heavily, she’s ok! | |
| She quietly picks up the bags again and pulls once more. | |
| CLOSE UP ON: THE TIP OF A NAIL IN THE STEP LIFTING OFF THE | |
| STEP, ALMOST STRAIGHT UP AND THEN RELEASING THE BAG. | |
| ON EVELYN, satisfied, as she drags the bags to the top of | |
| the stairs and disappears. | |
| WE RACK FOCUS to reveal, in the foreground THE NAIL | |
| STANDING STRAIGHT UP!!! | |
| 43 EXT. FARM - DRIVEWAY - LATE AFTERNOON 43 | |
| CLOSE ON BARE FEET walking along a sand path. | |
| WE BOOM UP TO REVEAL REGAN walking with purpose. In her | |
| hands she carries a pillowcase. Inside the pillowcase an | |
| irregular shape. | |
| After a moment, she looks up to the telephone pole. Sitting | |
| on the power line are MORE BIRDS. There is something | |
| buoyant about them. Something oblivious. | |
| 44 EXT. RIVER - LATE AFTERNOON 44 | |
| An immediate and jarring sound of water rushes in as we | |
| are: TIGHT ON MOVING WATER over rocks. | |
| [NOTE: THE SOUND WILL CONTINUE THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRETY OF | |
| THIS SCENE] | |
| WE TILT UP to the tall grass of a riverbed. Suddenly LEE | |
| and MARCUS exit from the trees. | |
| 32. | |
| ON MARCUS as he takes in the picturesque landscape. He has | |
| never been here before. Suddenly, his eyes slowly move down | |
| to the ground. | |
| CLOSE ON HIS BARE FEET at the very edge of the sand path. | |
| There is nowhere else to go. | |
| MARCUS watches as LEE takes off his backpack and places it | |
| at the edge of the river. Then, he kneels down and looks | |
| intently into the water. Suddenly, LEE’s face softens. He | |
| takes one more look back at his son and then plunges his | |
| hands into the river. | |
| MARCUS looks on confused as his father seems to yank and | |
| pull at something. Suddenly, LEE’s hands burst out of the | |
| water holding a handmade wooden contraption. MARCUS starts | |
| to back away pulling that contraption out of the water | |
| DEFINITELY MADE A SOUND!!! MARCUS’ eyes shoot around into | |
| the trees, up the river, looking, listening when suddenly | |
| LEE PULLS OUT A LARGE TROUT FROM THE TRAP. THE FISH | |
| THRASHES WILDLY AND THEN IT BREAKS FREE FROM LEE’S HAND! IT | |
| DROPS DOWN ONTO LEE’S BAG FLAPPING AND THRASHING AND MAKING | |
| NOISE!!!! | |
| MARCUS goes white! WHAT HAS HIS FATHER DONE???? MARCUS | |
| signs. | |
| MARCUS | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| They’re going to hear you. They’re | |
| going to HEAR YOU!! | |
| In one swift move, LEE pins the trout to the ground and | |
| grabs his son, pulling him in close. LEE silently calms his | |
| son down, coaxing him to take deep breaths. As MARCUS | |
| trembles LEE raises his hand and signs. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Not, if there is a constant sound | |
| nearby that is louder. | |
| MARCUS doesn’t understand. LEE shows him. First, he reaches | |
| down to the ground and places his hand off the path moving | |
| the dirt slightly. He repeats. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Small sounds safe. | |
| LEE’s hand moves back to the trout. Repeats. | |
| 33. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Big sounds not. Unless... | |
| LEE’s hands move to the moving water of the river. Repeats. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| There is a constant sound nearby | |
| that is louder to mask it. | |
| Suddenly the trout flaps again. MARCUS looks down then up | |
| to his dad. His brain processing. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| You know what? | |
| LEE checks his watch, then looks up river, then back to his | |
| son. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| I want to show you something. | |
| 45 EXT. FARMHOUSE - LATE AFTERNOON 45 | |
| Disoriented, WE MOVE THROUGH a wall of dancing color. Then | |
| suddenly we see EVELYN, as she holds up a piece of clothing | |
| and pins it to a clothes line. The scene is oddly | |
| beautiful. | |
| As the clothes on the line dance, we can suddenly see, | |
| behind EVELYN AN OLD FALLEN TREE THROUGH THE BACKSIDE OF | |
| THE HOUSE. | |
| 46 INT. FARMHOUSE - UPSTAIRS HALL - LATE AFTERNOON 46 | |
| WE TRACK SLOWLY along through the bannister of the upstairs | |
| hallway when suddenly EVELYN’S head appears. WE CONTINUE | |
| with her as she slowly walks up the stairs almost as if | |
| compelled. | |
| As she ascends, looking right past camera, we get a clear | |
| look into the bedrooms behind her. In one room, we catch | |
| glimpses of a POP MUSIC POSTER, a PINK DESK and an empty | |
| bed frame. In the next, we see a Nerf basketball hoop, a | |
| life sized Pokemon doll and half built LEGOs strewn across | |
| the floor. Neither room has doors. | |
| 34. | |
| EVELYN finally crests the top of the stairs and walks out | |
| of frame. | |
| 47 INT. WATERFALL - LATE AFTERNOON 47 | |
| A bizarre and beautiful image and sound! Light dances and | |
| bends through a cascading rampart we finally identify as A | |
| WATERFALL. | |
| WE PAN OVER to see LEE and MARCUS enter from outside and | |
| slide along the rock wall. | |
| MARCUS looks up to his father, incredulous. LEE looks down | |
| at him. After a moment, with a mischievous smile on his | |
| face, LEE HOOTS LOUDLY!!! | |
| THIS IS THE FIRST VOCALIZED SOUND WE WILL HAVE HEARD IN THE | |
| MOVIE!!!! | |
| MARCUS’ eyes shoot up to his father, immediately scared | |
| again! | |
| His father looks out at the waterfall and HOOTS AGAIN!!! | |
| The way one would walking in a tunnel with their child. | |
| LEE turns to MARCUS and crouches down, gently holding his | |
| trembling son’s shoulders. | |
| LEE | |
| You’re alright. | |
| THESE ARE THE FIRST WORDS WE HAVE HEARD IN THE MOVIE AND | |
| THE FIRST WORDS MARCUS HAS HEARD IN 4 YEARS!!!! | |
| WE ARE ON MARCUS’ face staring, shaking, somewhere between | |
| terror and wonderment. | |
| LEE | |
| I promise. | |
| His father smiles and nods comfortingly. | |
| Finally MARCUS meekly HOOTS! | |
| His father’s head gently tilts, as if to say “you can do | |
| better”. | |
| MARCUS looks back out the rushing water, then back to his | |
| father and HOOTS LOUDLY!!! | |
| LEE | |
| 35. | |
| Now, that’s more like it. | |
| The smile on MARCUS and LEE’s face can only be described as | |
| once in a lifetime. | |
| 48 EXT. ROAD - LATE AFTERNOON 48 | |
| WE MOVE SLOWLY ALONG A ROAD, PANNING DOWN from gargantuan | |
| trees until we finally reveal REGAN walking towards camera. | |
| Suddenly coming into frame all around her is THE BRIDGE. | |
| WE FOLLOW REGAN as she walks across the bridge, now more | |
| overgrown with weeds and roots. Then suddenly REGAN comes | |
| to a stop and kneels down in sand as WE CONTINUE TO MOVE | |
| BACK SLOWLY. | |
| Suddenly coming into frame is the top of A HAND MADE | |
| CROSS!!! | |
| REGAN reaches into her pillow case and pulls ou THE TOY | |
| SHUTTLE. | |
| WE FOLLOW REGAN’S HANDS as she deftly removes one of the | |
| colored plastic pieces underneath. It quietly slides off to | |
| reveal a battery panel and several multi colored wires. She | |
| reaches into the front pocket of her dress and pulls out | |
| pliers and quickly cuts the green wire. | |
| REGAN reaches into the pocket of her dress again and pulls | |
| out batteries! She slides the batteries in confidently. | |
| We follow REGAN’s hands as they move to the base of the | |
| cross and place the TOY SHUTTLE in the sand. We now see | |
| that the shuttle sits amongst a pile of other weathered | |
| toys and flowers. | |
| REGAN PAUSES and then flips the tiny switch. | |
| RED AND BLUE LIGHTS CASCADE OVER HER FACE | |
| But no sound. | |
| 49 INT. FARMHOUSE - BEDROOM - LATE AFTERNOON 49 | |
| WE ARE TIGHT on EVELYN’s back as she walks through another | |
| door-less threshold. As she continues into the room, we | |
| begin to see the walls covered in rocket ships. | |
| 36. | |
| OVER EVELYN as her eyes stop on a cartoon mobile of the | |
| planets. She taps it exactly as she tapped the mobile in | |
| the baby’s room. This time watching it orbit around without | |
| a smile. | |
| WIDE ON THE ROOM for the first time we see THE ROOM IS | |
| METICULOUS. The bed is made, the toys perfectly placed on | |
| the shelves. | |
| CLOSE ON THE BED AS EVELYN SITS DOWN SLOWLY. Light floods | |
| through the original paned window, casting the shadow of a | |
| cross on the floor in front of her. | |
| EVELYN looks over to the small night stand by the bed where | |
| a lamp and a hand made mirror sit. | |
| Suddenly, she lifts up the mirror and dusts the table with | |
| the washcloth from the line. | |
| EVELYN stares out the window oddly at peace. As LEE has his | |
| ritual atop the silo to contemplate on the irreversible | |
| loss of his son EVELYN has this. EVELYN keeps her son’s | |
| spirit alive. | |
| 50 INT. WATERFALL - LATE AFTERNOON 50 | |
| CLOSE ON a water bladder poking into the rushing wall of | |
| water. Filling immediately, we PULL BACK and FOLLOW LEE as | |
| he sits down on a rock next to his son and hands him the | |
| bladder. | |
| MARCUS drinks as LEE looks on a brightness washing over | |
| him. | |
| This is a moment of calm. A moment of family. A moment of | |
| real life. | |
| WE FOLLOW the bladder as MARCUS hands it up to his father, | |
| who happily takes a large swig. Suddenly we HEAR: | |
| MARCUS (O.S.) | |
| Why didn’t you let her come with | |
| us? | |
| LEE looks down at his son. | |
| LEE (O.S.) | |
| Because, I need to keep her safe. | |
| MARCUS (O.S.) | |
| Is it because you blame her for | |
| what happened? | |
| 37. | |
| LEE freezes instantly, his heart stops. | |
| Finally he looks down at his son, in shock, in awe. | |
| MARCUS | |
| Because she blames herself. | |
| LEE’s eyes blink and flutter as he tries to gain control of | |
| his thoughts. | |
| LEE | |
| No, I don’t bl--It was no one’s | |
| fault. | |
| MARCUS | |
| You still love her, right? | |
| LEE | |
| Of-- Of course I do. | |
| Pause. | |
| MARCUS | |
| You should tell her. | |
| 51 INT. FARMHOUSE - BEDROOM - LATE AFTERNOON 51 | |
| CLOSE ON EVELYN IN THE HAND MADE MIRROR, as she stares at | |
| the frame made up of colorful zoo animals staring back at | |
| her. At the top of the mirror, the name “BEAU” | |
| FROM THE DOORWAY, WE ARE WIDE ON THE ROOM as EVELYN stands | |
| up and slowly makes her way to the door carrying the small | |
| mirror. | |
| Just as she reaches the doorway, she stops. Her body | |
| tightens. Her face changes. Her hand shakes as it reaches | |
| out to the side of the doorway. WE HOLD ON HER a moment and | |
| then go CLOSE ON her feet rocking slightly in the doorway. | |
| Suddenly FLUID HITS THE FLOORBOARDS!!!! | |
| 52 EXT. WOODS - LATE AFTERNOON 52 | |
| LEE and MARCUS appear through an oddly beautiful exit from | |
| the woods and begin walking along a path. | |
| PROFILE on LEE as we see the tall thin trees of a swamp | |
| behind him. | |
| 38. | |
| PROFILE ON MARCUS from the opposite side as swamp trees are | |
| also behind him. Suddenly A DILAPIDATED house comes into | |
| frame. MARCUS turns to look. | |
| MARCUS’ POV of the eery house that stands as a reminder | |
| that people once lived here happily. | |
| CLOSE ON MARCUS looking up on the house. His face now | |
| fearful. Suddenly, behind MARCUS, just out of focus in the | |
| short distance A DARK SHADOW!!! | |
| No sooner has the FIGURE exited frame, MARCUS CRASHES INTO | |
| HIS FATHER WHO IS STANDING COMPLETELY STILL. | |
| MARCUS looks up at his father who stares off sharply into | |
| the short distance OVER MARCUS as he slowly leans around | |
| his father to see what he’s looking at, when suddenly we | |
| see A TERRIFYING MAN AT THE EDGE OF THE SWAMP!!! | |
| A human form unlike anything most of us ever will or should | |
| get to see, the man’s emaciated body quakes and then | |
| shudders as if a synapses misfire. His face is sunken, | |
| almost ghoulish | |
| and the look in his pitch black eyes communicates something | |
| far beyond fearful. Much worse, this is the rare look of a | |
| brain that has accepted a living nightmares as an everyday | |
| reality. | |
| ON MARCUS as he slowly raises his hand into a wave. | |
| ON THE MAN who doesn’t move. | |
| ON LEE as his eyes travel slowly down the man’s frame. | |
| ON LEE’S PERSPECTIVE as we see the man’s dirt covered face, | |
| then a ratty and ripped flannel shirt, and then blood | |
| covered hands, blood covered jeans and finally at his feet, | |
| in the high grass LONG HAIR AND A HAND OF A DEAD WOMAN. | |
| ON LEE as his eyes slowly come back up to meet the man’s. | |
| LEE now also raises his hand and places a tense finger on | |
| his lips. | |
| ON THE MAN as two large tears run down his face. In his | |
| eyes, the knowing fear of the end of his life as he takes a | |
| deep breath in. | |
| LEE immediately grabs MARCUS. | |
| TIGHT ON LEE sprinting down the path carrying his son. OVER | |
| HIS SHOULDER, the man in the background: | |
| 39. | |
| LETS OUT A PRIMAL SCREAM!!!!!! | |
| A bottomless sound of pain and surrender, the sound blasts | |
| onto us like a wave. | |
| LEE suddenly dives behind a hollowed out tree trunk and | |
| throws MARCUS’ back up against it. | |
| ON MARCUS as his father clasps his hand over his mouth. | |
| MARCUS’ eyes widen as overwhelming panic takes over. | |
| ON LEE as he looks down at his son with the most beautiful | |
| sense of calm. The way one holds the hand of someone in | |
| their last seconds on earth, LEE’s smile is pure comfort, | |
| pure love. | |
| Suddenly we hear THE FAMILIAR TERRIFYING SCREEEEEEEECH! | |
| ON MARCUS, who begins violently shaking his head, his soul | |
| seemingly coming out through his skin. Then suddenly we | |
| hear THE SNAPPING OF TREES! | |
| ON LEE as his look now shoots to the tree line behind the | |
| man when suddenly WE HEAR the man’s primal scream of pain | |
| turn into an animal sound of death. | |
| BACK ON MARCUS as he covers his ears. Through the muffle of | |
| MARCUS’ covered ears we can still hear the most horrific | |
| sounds of ultimate pain, crunching, and then a deafening | |
| POP!!!! | |
| SILENCE | |
| MARCUS’ eyes almost seem to dim right before us as he goes | |
| limp. | |
| 53 INT. FARMHOUSE - UPSTAIRS HALL - LATE AFTERNOON 53 | |
| FROM THE FLOOR we follow drops of fluid down the hall, | |
| leading to EVELYN gripping onto the railing with both hands | |
| as she slowly traverses the stairs going down, focusing | |
| intently on each step. | |
| ON EVELYN’s face as she takes slow, deep breaths. Her eyes | |
| surging with panic and pain. | |
| IT’S 4 WEEKS TOO SOON! | |
| Suddenly EVELYN’s eyes go wide. | |
| 40. | |
| CONTRACTION!!! | |
| CLOSE ON EVELYN’S BELLY as she slowly sinks down into the | |
| steps and INTO A CLOSE UP. | |
| In EVELYN’s face we will witness, many of us for the first | |
| time, the complex and overwhelming sensory overload that is | |
| a contraction all swallowed back with every fiber of her | |
| being in order to remain silent. | |
| Just at the moment it looks as though EVELYN may explode, | |
| the contraction subsides. | |
| WE ARE ON EVELYN’s BACK as she struggles up onto her feet | |
| and down the remaining stairs. As she rounds the banister | |
| and out of frame WE HOLD ON THE FRONT HALL. | |
| Out the front door and onto the sand path warmly lit white | |
| from the Christmas lights above. | |
| 54 INT. FARMHOUSE - BASEMENT - LATE AFTERNOON 54 | |
| WE ARE LOW looking up the basement stairs as suddenly | |
| EVELYN appears in the narrow doorway and grabs hold of the | |
| wall, still carrying the children’s mirror. She takes a | |
| moment and then begins to descend the exposed stairs with | |
| the same deliberate effort. | |
| COMING TOWARDS CAMERA, EVELYN gets bigger and bigger in the | |
| frame until her head disappears, then her belly. | |
| Just as her foot comes down into close up we: | |
| RACK FOCUS to THE NAIL STANDING STRAIGHT UP!!!! | |
| EVELYN’s footsteps STRAIGHT DOWN ON IT!!!!! | |
| WE WATCH THE NAIL PIERCE INTO THE BOTTOM OF HER FOOT and | |
| then ERUPT THROUGH THE OTHER SIDE!!!!!!!! | |
| THE SOUND CUTS OUT as we go: | |
| CLOSE ON EVELYN as the shock and searing pain collides in | |
| her brain behind her eyes. Then | |
| CLOSE ON THE MIRROR as it SILENTLY CRASHES DOWN THE STAIRS | |
| then rattles around in a circle before coming to a | |
| standstill. | |
| SOUND COMES RUSHING BACK IN ON EVELYN as full blown fear | |
| washes over her. That sound was most definitely HEARD. She | |
| looks down. | |
| 41. | |
| CLOSE ON EVELYN’s FOOT as she SLIDES THE FOOT SLOWLY UP THE | |
| NAIL and POPS IT FREE. Blood immediately begins to drip | |
| from the wound. | |
| EVELYN rushes down the remaining stairs, wincing with every | |
| other step. | |
| WE FOLLOW ON EVELYN’s BACK as she hurriedly shuffles | |
| through this basement that once felt familiar in the | |
| romantic glow of their slow dance, but now feels stark and | |
| desperately lonely. | |
| Finally, EVELYN arrives at LEE’s security console. She | |
| desperately pushes past stacks of notebooks and files, | |
| boxes of various electrical equipment like cellphones, | |
| cassette players and EGG TIMERS that have been pillaged for | |
| parts. | |
| EVELYN finally moves THE BOX OF HEARING AIDS to reveal that | |
| there on the wall is a large, handmade switch. | |
| EVELYN grabs the knob at the top and thrusts it down. | |
| 55 EXT. FARM - LATE AFTERNOON 55 | |
| Suddenly, flickering to life against the dusk colored sky | |
| LINES OF RED CHRISTMAS LIGHTS!!! | |
| Like the white lights before, the power grid like system | |
| illuminates the farm in bright RED!!! | |
| 56 EXT. ROAD - LATE AFTERNOON 56 | |
| REGAN lies in the sand next to the cross. Behind her we see | |
| RED LIGHTS THROUGH THE TREES! | |
| REGAN doesn’t see them. | |
| 57 INT. FARMHOUSE - BASEMENT - LATE AFTERNOON 57 | |
| ON EVELYN, leaning on LEE’s console. Her eyes closed, she | |
| takes slow, deep breathes, as if to convince herself that | |
| it will all be OK now. The signal has been sent. | |
| For a brief moment a smile as she then opens her eyes and | |
| moves back to the stairs. | |
| As she clutches the support beam and goes to take her first | |
| step up A LARGE SHADOW FLASHES PAST THE DOORWAY!!!!! | |
| 42. | |
| EVELYN spins back away from the stairs in terror. | |
| 58 EXT. WOODS - VALLEY PATHWAY - DUSK 58 | |
| As sky begins to settle into dusk above the towering trees | |
| LEE enters carrying a limp MARCUS. | |
| He trudges up the sand path, looking down at MARCUS. | |
| MARCUS’ eyes are open, but he is not present. | |
| ON LEE’S BACK NOW, as he and his son crest the hill. | |
| WE BOOM UP to see the dark horizon line of sky, give way to | |
| the top of the silo and then the fire red ground | |
| illuminated by Christmas lights. | |
| ON LEE as we see his face register exactly what this means. | |
| He breaks into a full sprint. | |
| 59 INT. FARMHOUSE - BASEMENT - DUSK 59 | |
| CLOSE ON one of the basement windows as red light pours | |
| through. | |
| WE PULL BACK SLOWLY as: | |
| EVELYN’s HANDS enter frame. She desperately pushes on the | |
| window nothing. | |
| EVELYN roams around the basement like a caged animal | |
| searching for any way out. | |
| She moves back to LEE’s security console, scanning the | |
| desk, think, THINK! | |
| Suddenly her eyes fall upon the box of small electronics | |
| she just moved to get to the switch. | |
| Suddenly we hear A SCRATCHING OF CLAWS ON A WALL AND A | |
| CRASH OF GLASS FROM ABOVE HER!!!! | |
| EVELYN freezes with fear. Then... | |
| THE HORRIFIC SCREEEEEEEEECH CAN BE HEARD! | |
| EVELYN closes her eyes as the same sound that preempted her | |
| son’s death washes over her. | |
| 43. | |
| Then, her eyes shoot open in pain CONTRACTION!!! | |
| Larger than the second one, this one brings EVELYN to her | |
| knees, her head dips to the ground as she grimaces in | |
| intense pain. | |
| CLOSE ON EVELYN as her head suddenly shoots back up... The | |
| red light pouring in from the basement windows cuts a line | |
| across her face revealing her exploding eyes trying to | |
| swallow the pain. Tears begin to fall, she is unable to | |
| breath. | |
| Then suddenly air slowly escapes as she exhales the | |
| contraction has passed. After a moment of realization, | |
| disbelief, she stands up and out of frame. | |
| WE HOLD and then slowly pan down to a small pool of blood | |
| on the floor. | |
| 60 INT. FARMHOUSE - DUSK 60 | |
| NOW LOOKING DOWN THE STAIRS from the doorway in the first | |
| floor hallway we see EVELYN rush through frame past the | |
| stairs. | |
| WE CAN BARELY MAKE OUT A NONDESCRIPT SOUND. | |
| 61 INT. FARMHOUSE - BASEMENT - DUSK 61 | |
| ON EVELYN as she quickly slides in behind a large boiler. | |
| We can see the basement stairs in the background. | |
| EVELYN squeezes her eyes shut and begins murmuring to | |
| herself THE NONDESCRIPT SOUND IS SLIGHTLY LOUDER A TICKING. | |
| And then EVELYN’s eyes shoot open. | |
| What now? | |
| Suddenly CONTRACTION!!!! | |
| We are on EVELYN’S face as she endures this immeasurable | |
| pain in this unthinkable moment. | |
| Then we hear. | |
| TICK SCRAAAAAPE TICK SCRAAAAAPE | |
| Whatever IT is it’s coming DOWN THE STAIRS. | |
| 44. | |
| TICK SCRAAAAAPE TICK SCRAAAAAPE | |
| EVELYN crushes herself even tighter against the wall behind | |
| the boiler closing her eyes and exhaling in pure, painful, | |
| silence as the contraction subsides. | |
| Suddenly we hear... | |
| SILENCE. | |
| EVELYN turns and peers through the water tanks. | |
| IN EVELYN’S POV as she scans the room through the sliver of | |
| a view then suddenly we can barely make out more than a | |
| SLIVER of a creature’s shoulder or back from in between the | |
| tanks. | |
| WE CAN SEE THAT IT IS COVERED IN SMALL ARMOR LIKE PLATES! | |
| Suddenly... | |
| The small plates on the creature’s shoulder BEGIN TO LIFT | |
| UP??!! Like the pieces on a colander, or an old satellite | |
| dish, the small plates open up with the crackle and pull of | |
| anatomical goo underneath. Then all of the sudden, the | |
| plates BEGIN TO ROTATE! Like directional microphones, the | |
| plates begin searching the room FOR SOUND! | |
| From behind the tanks, EVELYN watches as the creature’s | |
| plates turn toward the wall of monitors. Suddenly, each of | |
| the screens begins to flicker!!! Then the picture goes | |
| completely dark! | |
| EVELYN then suddenly rolls her back against the tanks to | |
| look from one side of the room to the other. | |
| Suddenly we now can identify the NONDESCRIPT SOUND FROM | |
| EARLIER as TICKING. | |
| Then, sitting on a shelf on the wall opposite the console, | |
| we see AN EGG TIMER!!! | |
| WE CONTINUE TO PUSH IN, THE TICKING SOUND NOW MUCH LOUDER, | |
| when finally, just as we land CLOSE UP on the egg timer | |
| RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!!!!!!!!! | |
| THE CREATURE SCREEEEEEEEEEEECHES!!!! | |
| AND ATTACKS THE SOUND!!!!!!! | |
| EVELYN opens her eyes. | |
| 45. | |
| That’s it! Her plan worked! EVELYN thrusts herself away | |
| from the tanks!! | |
| WE TRACK WITH HER as she moves as quickly as she can to the | |
| exposed stairs and begins to climb. | |
| 62 INT. FRONT HALL - DUSK 62 | |
| FROM THE KITCHEN WE LOOK THROUGH THE HALLWAY ONTO THE FRONT | |
| DOOR. Suddenly, EVELYN bursts out of the doorway from the | |
| basement. | |
| WE FOLLOW ON HER BACK as she maneuvers her feet desperately | |
| from PAINTED SPOT to PAINTED SPOT down the hall to the | |
| front door and to freedom! | |
| She grabs the stair post for support as she crosses through | |
| the front hall, only steps from the door when, OVER HER | |
| SHOULDER we barely see A DARK SHADOW WALKING UP THE SAND | |
| PATH!!! | |
| EVELYN immediately spins around into CLOSE UP as we now | |
| LEAD HER as she rushes up the main stairs. | |
| At the top of the stairs, WE TILT DOWN as she reaches to | |
| the floor and picks up the thick blankets covering the | |
| landing. | |
| Behind her THE FRONT HALL LIGHTS BEGIN TO BRIGHTEN! | |
| 63 EXT. BARN - DUSK 63 | |
| WE HOLD ON the side of the barn as LEE enters with MARCUS | |
| and places him on the ground. | |
| WE FOLLOW LEE as he slowly cranes his neck to look around | |
| the barn. There, beautifully lit in RED is the sand path | |
| leading to the farmhouse. LEE’s eyes travel down the path | |
| and up the stairs and ONTO A LARGE DARK SHADOW NOW IN THE | |
| FRONT HALL!!! | |
| LEE snaps his back against the wall, his eyes darting with | |
| fear as he thinks, thinks. Finally he turns to his son who | |
| stands looking at him blankly. | |
| LEE immediately digs into his backpack and pulls out A | |
| FLASHLIGHT! | |
| LEE places the flashlight in MARCUS’s hands. MARCUS looks | |
| up to him with familiar panic in his eyes. | |
| 46. | |
| LEE then slides closer to his son and gently places his | |
| hands on MARCUS shoulders. | |
| Suddenly, LEE places his left hand straight up against his | |
| chest, crosses the fingers of his right hand, brings the | |
| two together and shoots his right hand into the sky. | |
| This is the same exact sign his four year old son made in | |
| the general store at the beginning of the movie. This means | |
| ROCKET. | |
| MARCUS shakes his head no. | |
| LEE gently places his hands on MARCUS face and looks | |
| directly in his eyes. No doubt informed by the heart | |
| opening day they’ve had. It is a beautiful moment of | |
| strength as LEE communicates so much to his son. | |
| First and foremost, there is understanding and even an | |
| apology for the situation they are in. But then the look | |
| turns to imploring. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Your mother needs help. I need you | |
| to do this for her. | |
| MARCUS looks to his dad, his eyes change. | |
| LEE | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| Please. | |
| And with that MARCUS is gone. | |
| ON LEE as he watches his son run down the side of the barn | |
| and disappear around the corner. He takes a deep breath. | |
| God protect his son. God protect all of them. | |
| LEE turns and runs around the barn. | |
| 64 INT. FARMHOUSE - UPSTAIRS BATHROOM - DUSK 64 | |
| FROM ABOVE we see EVELYN enter the room carrying the thick | |
| blankets from the stairs and turns on the bathroom light | |
| spots of blood smear on the floor. | |
| ON EVELYN as she slowly gets into the bathtub. Tears fall | |
| down her face as she reaches over the wall of the tub and | |
| starts stacking the blankets from her knees to her chest. | |
| As she folds the last blanket over herself CONTRACTION!!! | |
| 47. | |
| This time her eyes go wide with the electric shock like | |
| pain. | |
| This is the big one. THIS IS HAPPENING! | |
| Suddenly we hear TICK SCRAAAAAPE TICK SCRAAAAAPE Whatever | |
| IT is it’s trying to climb the stairs. | |
| TIGHT ON EVELYN’s hand as it jerks and grips till it turns | |
| white from force. | |
| FROM ABOVE, we see EVELYN in extreme pain, but somehow | |
| keeping it all in. | |
| Suddenly a small stream of blood begins to trickle by her | |
| exposed feet. | |
| 65 INT. BARN - LEE’S BEDROOM - STALL - DUSK 65 | |
| LEE rushes into his room and reaches under his mattress and | |
| pulls out A SHOT GUN! | |
| Not the first choice, when trying not to make noise, but he | |
| has no other choice. | |
| 66 EXT. FARM - CORNFIELD - DUSK 66 | |
| MARCUS walks down a thin sand path, suddenly stops and | |
| looks up to a HUGE OVERARCHING FIGURE ABOVE HIM! | |
| It is a watering device found in cornfields that tower high | |
| above the corn and roll slowly through the fields on giant | |
| wheels. | |
| 67 INT. FARMHOUSE - UPSTAIRS BATHROOM - DUSK 67 | |
| ON THE BATHTUB. All that can be seen are EVELYN’s eyes as | |
| she peers over the bathtub wall. Through the door and to | |
| the steps. Suddenly we hear again | |
| TICK SCRAAAAAPE TICK SCRAAAAAPE | |
| Just then, the light bulb above EVELYN begins to DIM!!! | |
| QUICKLY BACK ON EVELYN as she begins to cry, preparing for | |
| the end. And then CONTRACTION!!!! | |
| FROM ABOVE as EVELYN’s face shoots to the sky with no | |
| affect. | |
| 48. | |
| Her eyes wide, the rest of her face is calm. | |
| Then we see blood and fluid now pool around her feet as the | |
| light above her goes out. | |
| From only the light from the window we see EVELYN’s face | |
| finally crack in pain. Her mouth opens releasing the most | |
| guttural and now two person SCREEEEEEEAM! | |
| BUT, right at that moment, the screams of mother and baby | |
| are drowned out by a thundering. | |
| BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!! | |
| 68 EXT. FARMHOUSE - SAND PATH - NIGHT 68 | |
| WE TRACK WITH LEE as he sprints down the sand path holding | |
| the shotgun like a civil war soldier rushing into battle as | |
| ENORMOUS BLOOMS OF FIREWORKS BURST BEHIND HIM!!!! | |
| Red, green, white, large plumes, small sparkles falling | |
| down. | |
| In the midst of this unthinkable nightmare, it’s gorgeous. | |
| 69 EXT. ROAD - NIGHT 69 | |
| Huge bursts of fireworks light up through the tops of the | |
| towering trees REGAN, sits up abruptly into the fireworks’ | |
| silhouette. | |
| CLOSE ON REGAN as the colors illuminate on her face. | |
| 70 INT. FARMHOUSE - FRONT HALL - NIGHT 70 | |
| FROM THE DINING ROOM, we look into the front hall in the | |
| background. | |
| SUDDENLY, FROM THE DOORWAY THE MUZZLE OF A GUN POKES | |
| THROUGH. | |
| THEN MOMENTS LATER, LEE WALKS IN STEALTHILY. MOVING THE GUN | |
| EXACTLY WHERE HIS EYES POINT. HE CLEARS THE ROOM. | |
| ON LEE’S BACK as we look down the gun barrel. He looks to | |
| the dining room. He looks to the living room. He looks to | |
| the | |
| STAIRS!!! | |
| 49. | |
| LEE’S POV as he walks up the stairs. On each stair drops of | |
| blood. To the left, along the wall, the wallpaper has been | |
| intermittently RIPPED IN THREE EQUIDISTANT MEANDERING | |
| LINES. | |
| 71 INT. FARMHOUSE - UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - NIGHT 71 | |
| THROUGH A DOORWAY into the now exposed wood floor landing | |
| with the bannister outlining the upstairs hall. | |
| Suddenly, the top of LEE’s head enters frame, just as the | |
| creature’s had only moments before. Then his gun, facing | |
| into the bedrooms to the side. LEE moves the gun | |
| confidently in all directions, making sure the upstairs is | |
| clear. | |
| As LEE’s gaze comes around to face directly at us, his gun | |
| lowers and WE SLOWLY PULL BACK INTO THE ROOM TO REVEAL the | |
| bloodstained edge of the BATHTUB. | |
| ON LEE’s BACK as he rushes to the tub to find, just blood | |
| in an empty bathtub. | |
| LEE turns into his own CLOSE UP PROFILE as his back slides | |
| down the bathtub and onto the floor. His hand releases the | |
| gun to the floor. His eyes close and he begins to softly | |
| weep. | |
| A mirror behind LEE reflects the room back to him, | |
| revealing for the first time, a beveled glass shower door | |
| at the opposite end of the room. Suddenly A BLOODY HAND | |
| HITS THE GLASS!!!! And the shower door slowly opens!!! | |
| OVER LEE as he scrambles to the shower and opens the door! | |
| Stuffed inside is a quivering pile of blankets. | |
| LEE drops to his knees and pulls back the blankets to see | |
| his wife. Pale, with eyes closed, she’s breathing. And in | |
| her arms a sleeping newborn baby. | |
| 72 EXT. CORNFIELD - NIGHT 72 | |
| WE HOLD ON THE TOPS OF THE DENSE CORN, the creature like | |
| silhouette of the giant watering device looming as the last | |
| of a series of bottle rockets fire into the darkening night | |
| sky. | |
| WE MOVE ABOVE THE CORN and then descend through it onto a | |
| thin sand path and onto MARCUS. | |
| 50. | |
| WE FOLLOW WITH HIM as he safely walks back toward the BARN, | |
| holding his flashlight, as the final bursts of fireworks | |
| illuminate behind him. | |
| On MARCUS’ face is genuine pride. He knows he has done | |
| something heroic. Suddenly WE HEAR THE SNAP OF | |
| CORNSTALKS!!! | |
| MARCUS, frantically whips his light around the path behind | |
| him. | |
| WE FOLLOW HIS LIGHT as it scans the path and the stalks. | |
| Even with nothing there, it’s terrifying. | |
| Just then, his flashlight begins to DIM. | |
| SNAP!!! | |
| MARCUS whips his light around to the thin sand path in | |
| FRONT of him. Nothing. | |
| SNAP!!! CRUNCH!!! SNAP!!! CRUNCH!!! Something ELSE is | |
| moving toward him fast! | |
| MARCUS turns around, away from the BARN AND RUNS!!!! WE ARE | |
| ON MARCUS’ FACE AS HE RUNS | |
| Scanning, scanning SNAP!!! SCANNING!!! CRUNCH!!! SCANNING!! | |
| HIS FLASHLIGHT STARTS TO FLICKER OUT. | |
| THE CORN TO HIS RIGHT BEGINS TO SNAP. | |
| IT'S COMING CLOSER! | |
| MARCUS turns and begins to run INTO THE CORN!!!! | |
| WE ARE NOW IN A TERRIFYING PERSPECTIVE HANDHELD, AS CORN | |
| CROSSES RIGHT PAST LENS. THE FLASHLIGHT not able to cast | |
| light on anything that’s not right in our face, creating | |
| almost a STROBE EFFECT!!! MARCUS is making A TON OF | |
| SOUND!!!! | |
| ON MARCUS’ FACE pure panic. When suddenly WE ARRIVE into a | |
| small clearing to see A TRACTOR, completely overgrown with | |
| corn. MARCUS immediately climbs onto the tractor and | |
| frantically whips his light around the clearing and into | |
| the dense corn. | |
| THE LIGHT STARTS TO DIM SNAP!!! CRUNCH!!! SNAP!!! CRUNCH!!! | |
| 51. | |
| Something is moving toward him FAST! THE LIGHT BEGINS TO | |
| FLICKER and then goes out. | |
| Suddenly, off in the corn in front of him (AND FOR THE | |
| FIRST TIME) we hear A LOUD SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH!!!! The | |
| light suddenly BLARES BRIGHT as A DEER HEAD POPS OUT OF THE | |
| CORN!!!!!!!! | |
| ALL IN AN INSTANT, MARCUS flies back in fear! Slipping from | |
| the top of the tractor and SLAMMING HIS HEAD INTO THE WHEEL | |
| WELL. | |
| BLACK | |
| 73 EXT. FARM - DRIVEWAY - NIGHT 73 | |
| Fade in: The night is now dark. | |
| WE ARE BEHIND REGAN walking. AS WE ARE WITH HER WE ARE IN | |
| TOTAL SILENCE. | |
| She looks around at the remnants of the last horrifying | |
| moments more reminiscent of a soldier returning to a | |
| battlefield, then a girl returning to a farm, we see | |
| countless streamers of firework smoke still falling | |
| gracefully from the sky. The tips of dry corn stalks | |
| flicker alight with small flames. Off in the distance we | |
| see lights of the SILO. Shining like a beacon. | |
| REGAN walks along the eerie shadows of corn stalks when | |
| suddenly at her feet cracks of light. | |
| REGAN lowers to her knees and puts her head to the ground | |
| to see a bright light, cutting through the bottom of the | |
| stalks of corn. Suddenly, the pliers REGAN used to work on | |
| the TOY SHUTTLE slip out of the pocket of her dress AND | |
| CRASH ONTO A ROCK ON THE GROUND!!! | |
| REGAN doesn’t even notice because she didn’t even hear it. | |
| REGAN sits back up to kneeling position when suddenly the | |
| cornstalks behind her BEGIN TO LAY DOWN AS A SHADOW | |
| EMERGES!!! | |
| At that exact moment, we begin to hear the oddest and | |
| unpleasant beeeeeeeeeeeep. | |
| Suddenly, REGAN’s eyes begin to squint slightly. Then, her | |
| hand slowly reaches up to her ear? | |
| SHE CAN HEAR THE BEEP!!!! | |
| 52. | |
| SUDDENLY the SHADOW moves closer to REGAN and THE BEEEEEEP | |
| GROWS!!! | |
| Now at a near deafening level, we see the shadow behind | |
| REGAN stop? REGAN’s face now scrunches up in agony as she | |
| grabs her ears!!! REGAN digs into her right ear, rips out | |
| the hearing aid and launches forward!! | |
| SILENCE. | |
| REGAN suddenly kneels back up into frame THE SHADOW IS | |
| GONE! | |
| SHE NEVER EVEN KNEW IT WAS THERE. | |
| Breathing wildly, REGAN looks at the hearing aid in her | |
| hand. | |
| Her face is almost electrified! As excruciating as that was | |
| THAT IS THE FIRST SOUND SHE HAS EVER HEARD! | |
| REGAN slowly puts the hearing aid back in her ear. | |
| Nothing. | |
| 74 EXT. CORNFIELD - NIGHT 74 | |
| WE FOLLOW REGAN as she walks down the small path leading | |
| to... the clearing. One ladder stands, the other ladder on | |
| the ground, bottles and fireworks litter the ground. And | |
| then, there in the center of the clearing, lit by the | |
| flashlight one half of a deer carcass. | |
| No sign of MARCUS. | |
| REGAN slowly bends down to pick up the flashlight when | |
| suddenly THE CARCASS MOVES! REGAN jumps back, terrified!!! | |
| Then from under the neck of the dee a hand!! | |
| REGAN runs over and pushes the carcass off of MARCUS, who | |
| has been safely lying underneath. | |
| Covered in blood, he scrambles to try to get to his feet. | |
| REGAN grabs him and holds him tight. She places her finger | |
| to her lips, just like her dad. | |
| She looks around to see if they have a chance to run and | |
| then thinks better of it. She looks back to her brother and | |
| places her hand on his chest. | |
| 53. | |
| WE RISE above the clearing, above the overgrown tractor and | |
| once again into the night. | |
| 75 EXT. FARMHOUSE - NIGHT 75 | |
| WE ARE WIDE on the FARMHOUSE. The RED CHRISTMAS lights sway | |
| gently in the now calm night air. | |
| After a long quiet moment LEE appears at the doorway. He | |
| carries EVELYN in his arms the baby in hers. | |
| He slowly descends the porch stairs and begins to walk | |
| toward the BARN his eyes locked firmly on his cargo. For a | |
| moment, as LEE walks, this all feels almost like a dream. | |
| Or the end of a nightmare. Respite. | |
| WE ARE TIGHT ON EVELYN who we see is unconscious from the | |
| trauma and the loss of fluids THEN DOWN TO the tightly | |
| wrapped baby sleeping in her arms. | |
| LEE looks ahead to the doors of the BARN off in the | |
| seemingly never ending distance. | |
| Suddenly THE BABY BEGINS TO STIR!!! | |
| LEE’s eyes shoot down to see the baby streeeeeeeeetch and | |
| slowly begin to open it’s eyes. | |
| ON THE BABY as it looks up, searchingly, at his father as | |
| his father picks up his pace! | |
| Suddenly, we begin to notice the dim red light on the | |
| baby’s face BEGINS TO FLICKER! | |
| ON THE BARN DOORS getting closer, closer. | |
| ON LEE as he trudges with everything he has to get his baby | |
| to safety when suddenly a cold wind blows across LEE’s face | |
| and through his hair. | |
| LEE slowly looks down as THE BABY CRIES!!!!!! | |
| WE HOLD DIRECTLY ON LEE, LEADING HIM, as he breaks into a | |
| full sprint! | |
| LEE’S eyes momentarily dart quickly to the side, not at all | |
| prepared for what he might find. | |
| WE NEVER LEAVE LEE’s FACE. As his head bobs back and forth | |
| from running, we intermittently catch glimpses of the long | |
| path behind him. | |
| 54. | |
| First we see the FARMHOUSE shrinking in the distance behind | |
| him. And then we hear SNAP!!! | |
| BEHIND LEE the large tree near the farmhouse moves wildly!! | |
| LEE’s eyes never even widen. There is no surprise. This is | |
| the moment he knew would come. As he sprints with | |
| everything he has the string of bulbs above him DIM DOWN TO | |
| ALMOST NOTHING!!!! | |
| IN THE DARK DISTANCE BEHIND HIM A SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH!!!! | |
| Lee is running running closer, closer then LEE BURSTS | |
| THROUGH THE HEAVY QUILTS!!! HE’S IN THE BARN!! | |
| WE ARE ON LEE as he sprints through the familiar interior | |
| of the BARN. When suddenly WE HEAR A HUGE BANG!!! | |
| Then THE HEAVY QUILTS FLY UP INTO THE AIR!!! JUST AS LEE | |
| DESCENDS INTO THE GROUND! | |
| 76 INT. BARN - SAFE ROOM - NIGHT 76 | |
| LEE falls back onto the steps, barely holding onto his wife | |
| and child as his free hand reaches for the mattress! | |
| As LEE finally grabs the mattress and slides it over the | |
| opening above the stairwell. | |
| BLACK in total darkness we hear LEE’S BREATH QUICKENS AN | |
| ODD SOUND OF SOMETHING HEAVY ABOVE THE CREATURES ARE INSIDE | |
| THE BARN!!!! A CACOPHONY OF SCRATCHING, TEARING AND | |
| SCREECHING. | |
| Then FIRE!! LEE’s lighter cuts through the black and then | |
| retreats into a small glow in the room as we try to | |
| comprehend what’s happening. | |
| We see EVELYN has been placed on a hay bale as ABOVE A | |
| CRASH!!!!! THE CREATURES ARE TEARING THROUGH THE ROOMS AND | |
| DROWNING THE SOUNDS OF THE FAMILY BELOW. | |
| FOR THE MOMENT LEE picks up the crying baby as we PUSH IN. | |
| For one brief second amidst the fury of nerves and sound we | |
| see a father holding his newborn child for the first time. | |
| It is a precious, once in a lifetime moment. | |
| Then A PLASTIC MASK COMES INTO FRAME and ONTO THE BABY’s | |
| FACE!!!! | |
| 55. | |
| As if in an airplane video, LEE wraps the mask’s strap | |
| behind the baby’s head and then LOWERS THE BABY INTO THE | |
| WOODEN, QUILT LINED BOX! | |
| WE PAN TO THE SIDE of the box, along a clear plastic tube | |
| to a stand up air canister. LEE’s hand enters frame and | |
| turns the valve a quiet whisper of air. | |
| LEE stares down at his tiny crying baby wearing an oxygen | |
| mask. The juxtaposed image seemingly almost as bizarre to | |
| him as it is to us. | |
| THEN LEE PLACES A LARGE STACK OF BLANKETS OVER THE TOP OF | |
| THE BOX!!!! AND THEN A COVER!!!! | |
| THE BABY’S SCREAMS CAN’T BE HEARD. | |
| THE BANGING, THE SCREECHING INCREASE IN TEMPO AND SOUND!!! | |
| LEE just stares down at the small casket like box. | |
| This either work or they’re dead. | |
| 77 EXT. CORNFIELD - DRIVEWAY - NIGHT 77 | |
| WE FOLLOW REGAN and MARCUS as they sprint up the main sand | |
| path/driveway running parallel to the cornfields. With the | |
| flashlight slicing through the darkness, it’s nearly | |
| impossible to tell where we are. | |
| Suddenly the corn ends and OVER MARCUS AND REGAN we see | |
| shadows of farm equipment! | |
| REGAN turns her head and looks up. | |
| REGAN’s POV as we climb higher and higher to the top of the | |
| SILO! | |
| 78 INT. BARN - SAFE ROOM - NIGHT 78 | |
| Silence. | |
| The frame filled with a dark brown. | |
| Time has passed. | |
| Then WE TRAVEL DOWN from the dirt ceiling past a hook on | |
| the wooden support beam to a clear plastic IV BAG hanging | |
| down a fluid filled plastic tube and into an arm. | |
| 56. | |
| WE PULL BACK to reveal EVELYN lying on the hay bale | |
| comfortably, her eyes still closed. She has been bandaged | |
| and wears LEE’s sweater. A single burning candle by her | |
| side. | |
| Then EVELYN SHOOTS AWAKE!!! SHE SCRAMBLES TO SIT UP THROUGH | |
| THE PAIN!!! HER EYES SEARCH A LOW LIT ROOM!!! SHE GOES TO | |
| SIT UP AND WINCES AN IV IS IN HER ARM!! | |
| Out of the darkness comes LEE! He is holding the baby. | |
| LEE | |
| It’s ok. It’s ok! Your safe. | |
| EVELYN looks up at LEE immediately confused as to why he’s | |
| talking then it sinks in. | |
| EVELYN | |
| It worked? | |
| LEE | |
| It worked. | |
| EVELYN | |
| It worked, it worked. | |
| LEE holds up the sleeping baby and places it in EVELYN’s | |
| arms. Tears fall down her face. She looks back up to her | |
| husband and then around the room. | |
| EVELYN | |
| Where’s Marcus? | |
| Pause. | |
| LEE | |
| I’ll find them. | |
| EVELYN | |
| Them?! | |
| EVELYN immediately tenses. | |
| LEE takes the sleeping baby from EVELYN and places it in | |
| the safe wooden box. No air mask needed now. | |
| EVELYN | |
| She was with me in the house. I was | |
| doing laundry and she-- He was with | |
| you. How did he-- | |
| LEE sits next to his wife and begins to lay her back down. | |
| 57. | |
| LEE | |
| Rockets. | |
| EVELYN pauses. | |
| EVELYN | |
| Then he-- then he’s still there. | |
| He’d know to-- | |
| LEE sits next to his wife and begins to lay her back down. | |
| LEE | |
| I’m sure he is. | |
| EVELYN | |
| She’s smart she’ll have found a | |
| place to-- She’s smart. | |
| EVELYN’s gaze finally lands on her child. | |
| EVELYN | |
| It’s a boy. | |
| LEE | |
| It’s a boy. | |
| EVELYN | |
| It’s a boy. | |
| Pause. | |
| EVELYN | |
| I could have carried him. | |
| LEE looks at his wife confused. | |
| EVELYN | |
| He was so heavy. | |
| LEE freezes. | |
| EVELYN | |
| I can still feel the weight in my | |
| arms. He was small, but so heavy, | |
| wasn’t he? | |
| LEE can’t speak. | |
| EVELYN | |
| 58. | |
| My hands were free-- I was carrying | |
| the bag, but my hands were still | |
| free. I could have carried him. I | |
| should have carried him. | |
| LEE | |
| Evelyn. | |
| EVELYN | |
| Who are we if we can’t protect | |
| them. Who are we? | |
| LEE is frozen every image rushing back to him. | |
| EVELYN | |
| You have to protect them. | |
| LEE | |
| I will. | |
| EVELYN | |
| Promise me. We can’t-- You need to | |
| protect them. | |
| 79 EXT. SILO - ROOF - NIGHT 79 | |
| CLOSE ON A FLAME!!! | |
| As it dies down, coming into view we see MARCUS sitting in | |
| front of the shallow metal drum their father sat in front | |
| of the night before. | |
| REGAN walks around the fire looking out across the farm for | |
| any sign of her father. | |
| Just as the fire is about to die out, REGAN walks back and | |
| squirts the last remaining fluid from the bottle. The fire | |
| rages again and illuminates the two children as well as the | |
| fading hope on their faces. | |
| The fire begins to die down again. REGAN rummages in the | |
| box picking up the empty bottles of lighter fluid and | |
| shaking them frantically. | |
| She shakes the last empty bottle and slumps down, defeated, | |
| scared. | |
| In the last moments of the dying flame. | |
| MARCUS | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| He’ll come for us. | |
| 59. | |
| The two kids stare off desperately over the farm, | |
| preventing them from seeing far off in the distance to the | |
| right. | |
| A fire ignites. Then farther off, another fire. | |
| BUT THIS TIME ITS ONLY TWO! | |
| The kids don’t even notice. | |
| 80 INT. BARN - NIGHT 80 | |
| WE ARE ON THE FAMILIAR image of the interior of the BARN. | |
| Suddenly, the mattress on the ground moves. | |
| Then LEE’s head slowly arises from underground. | |
| LEE stands to see their barn, their life has been tossed | |
| and ravaged. | |
| LEE places the mattress back over the large unfinished hole | |
| leading down to the safe room and stands up. LEE stares | |
| down at the mattress and what it protects, then walks out | |
| of frame. | |
| WE HOLD ON THE mattress a moment and then SLOWLY MOVE along | |
| the floor of the BARN past the monopoly game until we reach | |
| the bedroom stalls to see A LARGE CLAW MARK GOUGED OUT OF | |
| THE BARN WALL! | |
| As we move down we see a pipe above the long trough on the | |
| wall has broken WATER DRIPS FROM THE BROKEN PIPE AND A POOL | |
| OF WATER MOVES ACROSS THE FLOOR! | |
| 81 EXT. SILO - ROOF - NIGHT 81 | |
| CLOSE ON REGAN, oddly lit. She lays on her back staring up | |
| at the stars. REGAN fumbles with something in her ear. | |
| WE GO EXTREME CLOSE on her turning the tiny dial on top of | |
| her hearing aid. As she does, she places her other hand by | |
| her ear and rubs her fingers together, hoping to hear a | |
| sound. | |
| Nothing. | |
| REGAN turns the dial even more. Nothing. | |
| 60. | |
| REGAN immediately rolls over, frustrated. Sitting directly | |
| in her view, on his dad’s small stool is MARCUS looking out | |
| hopefully to the farm. | |
| MARCUS | |
| (SIGNING) | |
| He’ll come. | |
| REGAN scoffs and goes to get up when suddenly, under her | |
| dad’s stool she sees a box, the box LEE kept the photo in. | |
| She reaches under the stool and grabs it. | |
| NOW CLOSE OVER THE BOX ONTO REGAN as she stares down at it. | |
| Then as the lid opens, it covers frame completely to BLACK. | |