"FINAL DESTINATION"
Originally Called "FLIGHT 180"
By James Wong and Glen Morgan
January 15, 1999
Awaiting......each of us; a cold...dark...lonely place.
Deny its finality. Deride its totality. Dread the inescapable
inevitability......it will arrive.
The BLACK SILENT SCREEN senses this moment before a distant blues
harp introduces a contemporary band's cover of Blood, Sweat, and
Tears' campy, yet haunting, gospel, "And When I Die."
As the Introduction closes, RESONATES... A FLASH OF LIGHTING!
A CRACK OF THUNDER!
CUT TO:
INT. ALEX'S BEDROOM - NIGHT - CLOSE - BED
An airline ticket is tossed INTO FRAME beside a suitcase; "EURO-AIR.
FLIGHT #180. New York City (JFK) - Paris, Charles de Gaulle (CDG.)
Departure: Thursday 13May. 16H25 - Arrival: Friday 14May. 05H40."
"And When I Die" Continues throughout the MAIN TITLES:
AN OLD TABLE FAN
swivels beside and open window. Outside, a humid spring THUNDER
STORM drops warm, ominous rain. The figure of a seventeen year old
boy, ALEX BROWNING, packing for a trip, passing the fan...
THE BED
A Paris guidebook is tossed atop the plane ticket. CAMERA PUSHES
IN ON THE BOOK as the fan's breezes flip through the pages.
THE TABLE FAN
turns, head swiveling away from the bed.
TIGHTER - THE GUIDEBOOK PAGES
stop flipping, REVEALING A GULLOTINE from the Reign of Terror.
As an American passport is dropped beside the guidebook...
THE TABLE FAN
swivels, returning towards the guidebook on the bed.
THE GUIDEBOOK PAGES
FLIP. FLIP. FLIP. Alex's faint shadow continues moving about the
room. The fan head swivels away, allowing the pages to settle...
upon a Louvre masterpiece, Francisco de Zurbarans Lying-in-the State
of St. Bonaventura.
CAMERA CREEPS IN, teasingly on the dark faced corpse. The pages
begin to turn once again.
TIGHTER, OMINOUS ANGLE - THE DESK FAN
There is more of a hint of conincidence as the blades whirl and
head swivels. The boy's figure passes, blocking the breeze.
THE GUIDEBOOK PAGES
stop dead on... Jim Morrison's decorated tomb in the Cemetiere
du Pere Lachaise. A pilgrim has spray painted "This is the
End." Which in fact, it is... of the MAIN TITLE.
BARBARA
Alex...
CAMERA ADJUSTS, to fully reveal Alex Browning as he turns toward
the bedroom door. Alex is an average kid; handsome. A high school
"everyman."
One the wall amongst Yankee and Knicks posters, hangs a pennant;
"Mt. Abraham High School, New York. The Fighting Colonials!"
Alex's mother, BARBARA, 45, walks in, excited and a bit anxious.
BARABRA (Cont'd)
Tod and George's dad just called,
he's picking you up at 10 in the
morning. Bus leaves the high school
for JFK at noon.
Barbara moves towards the suitcase to help him pack. Alex's father,
KEN BROWNING, 48 appears, leaning against the door threshold, smiling
enviously at his son.
KEN
My suitcase workin' out for ya?
Alex nods and buckles it. Barbara reaches in to tear off an airline
baggage I.D. ticket attached from the previous flight.
ALEX
Whoa! Whoa! Mom, you gotta leave
that on. It's like... the tag
made the last flight without
crashin' or anything, right?
So, it should stay on, or with,
the bag for good luck.
BARBARA
Where would you get a nutball
idea like that?
EXTREMELY CLOSE - THE AIRLINE BAGGAGE MARKER
is torn away from the suitcase handle.
RETURN
As Barbara picks up the suitcase to place it on the floor... a
dozen old baggage I.D. tickets spill from the outer compartment.
She looks at Ken, as if "you?" The guilty party shrugs.
KEN
I'm still here.
Barbara shakes her head as Alex smiles at his dad.
KEN (Cont'd)
Seventeen and on the loose. Ten
days in Paris. In the springtime!
Live it up, Alex...
CAMERA INCHES INTO KEN as he winks at his son...
KEN (Cont'd)
Got your whole life ahead of you.
ALEX
CAMERA CREEPS IN as, oddly, the words strike him portentously...
CUT TO:
INT. ALEX'S BEDROOM - LATER
The storm has ceased. The room is QUIET.
As if itself a presence, CAMERA CREEPS across the dark and motionless
room TOWARD Alex, sleeping soundly. CAMERA CRANES DOWN to the level
of the bed until Alex is in the f.g. and the room is visible behind
him.
On the rear wall, the Fighting Colonials pennant begins to flutter
slightly, as if affected by the moving breeze. The path of which
is continued toward the bed, rustling the sheets, subtly blowing
Alex's hair and continuing OVER CAMERA.
Even in his sleep, Alex shivers from the passing cold. His eyes
open surprised to be suddenly awakened. He considers for a beat,
then looks toward...
THE WINDOWS
which... are closed.
ALEX
puzzled, checks...
THE TABLE FAN
which is off.
ALEX
perplexed, rolls over toward his digital clock. It's 1:00 a.m.,
however... the middle digit bar in the first zero faintly flickers
so this time appears to read... 1:80.
AIRPORT P.A. (V.O.)
(overlapping)
Attention airline travelers...
CUT TO:
INT. JOHN F. KENNEDY AIRPORT - MORNING - TELEVISION MONITOR
FLIGHT 180 departs 4:25. Gate 39.
AIRPORT P.A. (V.O.)
This airport does not support
solicitors...
CAMERA ADJUSTS FROM the "Arrival-Departure Schedule"
to REVEAL forty high school KIDS, four TEACHERS and several PARENTS
are gathered inside the International terminal at J.F.K. Several
of the students wear Fighting Colonial leterman's jackets or hats
and shirts displaying "Mt. Abraham High, New York."
AIRPORT P.A. (V.O.) (CONT'D)
You are not required to give money
to solicitors.
Alex gathers his bags, as does his best friend TOD WAGGNER and
his older brother GEORGE WAGGNER, standing before their father,
JERRY WAGGNER. For Alex, any psychic tension from the night before
seems forgotten in the fun and excitement of the trip.
MR. WAGGNER
Alright, you guys got everything?
TOD
Yeah, we're all set Dad.
MR. MURNAU, the French teacher (any further description necessary?)
and leader of the class trip waves his arm.
MR. MURNAU
Les estudients, allons en France!
MR. WAGGNER
Does that mean "go?"
Tod shrugs, "I guess" as he moves to his father and gives
him a warm hug goodbye. Mr. Waggner then gives his older son a hug.
AIRPORT P.A. (V.O.
Atencion senores pasajeros. No
es necesario contribuir...
MR. WAGGNER
I'll miss you guys.
Tod and George gives a wave, as does Alex, who is slapped on the
back by Mr. Waggner.
MR. WAGGNER
Take care of those two, Alex.
ALEX
I will. Don't worry.
The group begins down the airport toward the check-in counter.
In the f.g., before the boys, strides a girl, CLEAR RIVERS, 17,
reading the TROPIC OF CANCER. The loner in the group, Clear wears
dark colors against the insecerity of her sex appeal. She appears
aloof and more wordly then the other students.
Readying his ticket and documents, Tod flips open his passport,
checking out his photo.
TOD
I didn't think anything could
worse than my yearbook picture.
GEORGE
Now you know how I feel havin' to
look at you all the time.
AIRPORT P.A. (V.O.)
Avis aux passagers...
Mr. Murnau stops the group. Excited, he cups an ear with one hand
while raising a finger toward the public address system.
MR. MURNAU
Entendez classe, qu'est ce que
c'est l'announce?
Everyone begrudgingly stops to listen.
AIRPORT P.A. (O.S. CONT'D)
Vous n'etes pas dans l'obligation
de contribuer aux demandes des
quemandeurs.
CARTER HORTON
is the class dickhead who mix and matches his role models in the
most superficial manner. His hand is tucked into his girlfriend,
TERRY CHANEY'S, waistband...
CARTER
(re: MURNAU)
What the fuck's he want?
Terry, hot now, but with no idea what time will do to her in just
five years, smiles obsequiously and mouths "shh."
P.A. SYSTEM (O.S., CONT'D)
cher aeroport n'est responsable
pour leurs activities.
Mr. Murnau scans the group, his expression looking for an answer.
Clear Rivers keeps her head in her book as...
CLEAR
The airport doesn't endorse
solicitors.
MR. MURNAU
Tres bien, Clear! Tout droit!
She doesn't react. Her expression remains cool as Murnau leads
the
procession forward. The boys continue. Alex sighs...
ALEX
Fuh-ck, do we have to put up with
that shit the whole time?
A hand reaches out to gently detain Alex. He looks up to find a
HARE KRISHANA, dressed in everyday clothes, but head shaved and
a mark on his nose.
HARE KRISHANA
Death is not the end.
CAMARA PUSHES IN ON ALEX... unsettled by the soft spoken, yet ominous,
"Solicitation." The Krishana offers a small book, REALITY
BEYOND THE MATTER: VAISHNAVA PHILOSOPHY.
As he hands the book to Alex, a female form ENTERS FRAME between
them. The women is MISS VALERIE LEWTON, 30, a feisty English teacher
whose figure inspires all the boys' fantasies.
MS. LEWTON
It will be for you if you harass
my students.
She places a hand on Alex's shoulder, herding him to the group.
HARE KRISHANA
(pissy)
Hare Rama.
Ms. Lewton turns and, while walking backward, flashes a smile...
MS. LEWTON
(mouths)
Fuck off.
As she turns her back and continues down the terminal...
CUT TO:
INT. CHECK IN DESK - AIRPORT - DAY
Alex's passport and ticket are set INTO FRAME and picked up by
a female TICKET CLERK. Alex waits as she busily types into the computer
and checks his passport...
TICKET CLERK
I have a few questions to ask you
this afternoon.
O.S., LOUD, EXAGGERATED plastic tiles rapidly CLICK and CLACK.
TICKET CLERK (CONT'D)
Did you pack these bags yourself?
The CLACKING CONTINUES, demading Alex's attention. His eyes turn
forward.
ALEX'S POV - THE FLIGHT INFORMATION BOARD
Plastic tabs CLACK rapidly, settling on the word... "CANCELLED."
ALEX
CAMARA CREEPS IN on his dawning paranoia...
TICKET CLERK (CONT'D, O.S.)
Have your belongings remained in your
possession the entire time?
Alex absently nods. Again, O.S., CLACK CLACK CLACK. His eyes move
to...
ALEX'S POV - (TIGHTER) - FLIGHT INFORMATION BOARD
The plastic tabs FLIP and CLACK rapidly, stopping on... "DEPARTED."
TICKET DESK
Alex is still considering the "messages..."
TICKET CLERK
Have you recieved any packages
from persons unknown to you?
Alex quickly runs the day through his head and flashes her the
REALITY BEYOND MATTER book. She smiles, then leans over toward the
baggage scales. Alex's eyes turn toward...
CLOSE - (MOTION SLOWED)- ALEX'S LUGGAGE
a new airline I.D. marker is attached to his bag.
RETURN
Alex eyes the new tag hoping it's "good luck." As the
clerk returns his ticket and passport... CLACK, CLACK, CLACK.
TICKET CLERK
Same as your birthday.
Alex is puzzeled by the comment. He shakes his head if, "pardon
me?" CAMERA INCHES INTO the ticket clerk gesturing pleasantly
to the passport and ticket...
TICKET CLERK (CONT'D)
April 25th. Four-twenty-five...
your birthday is the same as your
departure time.
CLACK. CLACK. CLACK. Alex's eyes flash toward...
ALEX'S POV - (FULL FRAME) - FLIGHT INFORMATION BOARD
the title settles upon... "TERMINAL."
CUT TO:
INT. SECURITY AREA - AIRPORT - MONITOR
The ghastly green and reds of the X-ray monitors flash as carry
on bags flash through the machine. CAMERA MOVES COUNTER to the direction
of the conveyor belt. The pace and excitement of the collective
group escalates as departure approaches.
Carter Horton and his girlfriend, Terry, take cuts in line with
smug, bullying expressions. Unseen by the chaperones, no student,
has the nerve to protest Carter's action. Alex, Tod, George and
BILLY HITCHCOCK, heavyset with a New York Rangers jersey watches
Carter and Terry with disgust.
BILLY
I can't believe they let that
dickhead on this trip.
GEORGE
His parents bought a ton of those
trip certificates we had to sell,
just to get him out of their hair
for ten days.
Excited, Tod speaks in a convert tone over Alex's shoulder.
TOD
Dude, I so worked the ticket clerk
so you're sittin' next to Christa
and I'm next to Blake.
Alex looks up ahead of the metal detectors...
ALEX'S POV - TWO GIRLS
Attractive and they know it, CHRISTA MARSH and BLAKE DREYER appear
clearly out of Alex and Tod's league.
TOD (CONT'D)
That's seven hours and most of it is
in the dark.
ALEX AND TOD
The boys dump their change in a plastic bowl.
TOD
Dude, if we don't get someone
going on this flight, we should
just call Dr. Kervorkian and put
ourselves out of our fuckn' misery.
As Alex and Tod pass through the metal detector, their eyes performing
reconnaissance on Christa and Blake, the opening drum BLASTS of
Boingo's "No One Lives Forever" OVERLAPS...
CUT TO:
INT. AIRLINE GATE - AIRPORT - AFTERNOON - CLOSE - GATE 39
CAMERA ADJUSTS from the sign indicating GATE 39. The class is squirrely
and excited. Mr. Murnau, Ms. Lewton, and the parent chaperones are
allowing kids to burn off steam at the gate, hoping for a calm flight.
CAMERA MOVES ALONG the awaiting passengers... Carter and Terry
are making out, a step away from heavy petting...
Blake and Christa are flipping through Parisian fashion magizines...
Billy Hitchcock lays into a Burrito Supreme...
CAMERA MOVES to an empty seat. Clear Rivers ENTERS FRAME and sits,
struggling with her Walkman, coffee, books, and a cassette box handmarked
"Boingo" (a cheat that We hear the song)
As she places her stuff on the unoccupied seat beside her, a Paris
guidebook falls on the floor, opened but face down. A passing, unidentified,
student reaches down and hands her the book, still open and face
down.
CLEAR
Thanks.
The student continues down toward the observation deck. Clear looks
at the opened guidebook.
CLEAR'S POV - GUIDEBOOK
Princess Di's Mercedes is totaled in a Paris tunnel. Besides the
photo are two portraits of Diana and Dodi Al Fayed.
CLEAR
CAMERA INCHES IN as she shakes off a shiver down her spine. She
looks up from the book toward the student who handed it to her,
the identity of which is fully REVEALED to be Alex Browning.
He stands at the gate window, looking out at the plane.
ALEX'S POV - 747
It is raining. In the distance, MUFFLED THUNDER RUMBLES.
CAMERA CREEPS AWAY from the plane... huge, seemingly incapable
of flight and yet we unquestioningly trust our lives in this machine.
Emotionless. Cold. Lifeless, and yet soon full of life.
ALEX
CAMERA inches in on him.
TOD (O.S.)
Dude, let's take a dump.
Tod MOVES INTO FRAME beside Alex...
ALEX
Man, that is one George Michael
notch from being gay.
TOD
Dude, get wisdom. We're about to
board a seven hour flight. The
toilets in coach are barely
ventilated closets. What if your
body wants that airplane food out of
your system and you have to go torgue
a wicked cable and then right after
you walks in Christa or Blake? You
want them to associate with you with
that reflexive gag and the watery
sting in their eyes?
Alex takes a beat to consider...
CUT TO:
INT. MEN'S ROOM - AIRPORT - OVERHEAD
CAMERA LOOKS DOWN on two stalls. Alex sits in one, Tod sits in
the other. O.S., OVER the airports P.A. SYSTEM John Denver's "Rocky
Mountain High" begins...
ALEX
John Denver...
Upon the mention, CAMERA CRANES DOWN, TURNING, TWISTING UNTIL FINDING
ALEX in a straight on CLOSE-UP. He listens, tense...
JOHN DENVER (O.S.)
He was born in the summer of his
twenty-seventh year...
ALEX
He died in a plane crash.
A P.A. ANNOUNCMENT breaks into the song...
P.A. SYSTEM
Ladies and Gentlemen, thank-you for
your patience, at this time we would
like to begin pre-boarding of Euro-Air
Flight 180 to Paris through gate 39.
Really for the first time, Alex appears a bit tentative and pale.
It is intensified by the return of the song...
JOHN DENVER (O.S.)
It's the Colorado Rocky Mountian High/
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky...
CUT TO:
INT. BOARDING AREA - GATE 39 - CLOSE - ALEX'S BOARDING PASS
is torn along the perforated edge and handed back.
ALEX
looks down the paasenger ramp.
ALEX'S POV - RAMP TUNNEL
CAMERA CREEPS toward it... lit to cheat a feeling of no return.
O.S., distant THUNDER RUMBLES...
WIDER
There is something more emotionally tense about the moment of boarding
than take-off. CAMERA PICKS UP Ms. Lewton searching...
MS. LEWTON
Anyone seen Billy Hitchcock?
How'd we lose him?
Tod nudges Alex toward the tunnel, the three boys start down the
ramp, passing Mr. Murnau who checks his list, counting heads...
MR. MURNAU
Vingt huit, vingt neuf...
PASSENGER RAMP
Alex, Tod, and George catch up to Christa and Blake, excited. As
always, everyone becomes bottlenecked just at the point of entering
the plane. Alex looks out the ramp's side porthole window toward
the back of the plane.
ALEX'S POV - THROUGH PORTHOLE
The enormous engine. The expansive wings. Behind the tail, distant,
a bolt of lightning FLASHES!
ALEX
looks away. Just ahead, in the plane, FLIGHT ATTENDANTS greet the
passengers. He is next to enter the plane.
CLOSE - FLOOR
a slice of opening from where the ramp meets the plane provides
a sense of how high up one actually stands.
ALEX
CAMERA PUSHES INTO HIM as he takes his first step into the plane.
CLOSE - AIRLINE CABIN FLOOR
Alex's Nikes land on the carpet.
INT. 747 - FIRST CLASS CABIN - AFTERNOON - CLOSE - BABY
SCREAMS! Its parents desperately comfort the child.
CAMERA ADJUSTS, LEADING George, Alex and Tod through the aisles.
Alex and Tod wince at the screaming child. George, however feels
comforted.
GEORGE
Good sign. Younger the better.
It would be a fucked-up God to
take down this plane.
INT. ECONOMY CLASS CABIN - 747 - AFTERNOON
In the first row slumps a young man with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis.
A cannula is set in his nostrils leading to an oxygon tank beside
him.
The kids sneak sympathetic yet anxious glances at the man while
continuing in their seats. George whispers over his shoulder...
GEORGE
A REALLY fucked-up God.
Alex's tension increases as he continues up the aisle.
ALEX'S POV - OVERHEAD COMPARTMENTS
CAMERA INCHES IN ON "Row 25. Seats H, I, and J."
ALEX
climbs into the row, carrying his backpack. He takes his window
seat and reaches up to the air flow valve.
CLOSE - AIR FLOW VALVE
turns, HISSING, air streaming full blast.
CAMERA INCHES IN ON HIM as he takes in deep breaths of the stale
air. He presses his face to the window.
ALEX'S POV - THE LEFT WING
Rain falls. GEARS WHIR as the ailerons are tested.
CLOSE - ALEX
CAMERA CREEPS TOWARD HIM, face to the glass; eyes scanning the
plane and outside area.
CHRISTA (O.S.)
Alex?
He turns toward the aisle.
ALEX'S POV - CHRISTA AND BLAKE
Man, they look great and they're workin' the sex appeal.
CHRISTA
Could you trade seats with Blake
so she and I can sit together? I
asked Tod, but he says he's got some
medical thing?
ALEX
sneaks a quick check with Tod.
ALEX'S POV - TOD
shakes his head. "NO! NO! DON'T DO IT."
ALEX AND THE GIRLS
He looks to them and knows he is just plain overmatched. Alex shrugs,
"Sure." In front of him Tod throws up his arms, disgusted.
Alex climbs out of his seats. The girls are touchy-feely thankful,
but only know guys dig that.
CHRISTA AND BLAKE
You're so sweet. Thanks, Alex.
Alex crames up into the aisles, making his way to Tod, sitting
two rows up in 22 H.
Alex climbs over Tod to take the window seat. Clear Rivers sits
in the seat directly behind Alex.
TOD
(mouths)
Fag.
ALEX
C'mon, man, like you really thought
you were gonna tittie fuck 'em over
Greenland, or something?
TOD
Because of you, I gotta sit here and
watch fuckin' "Stepmom."
As Alex sits, the tray table falls from its upright position.
He lifts the tray back up, but as he turns the latch, it BREAKS
OFF in his hand. He briefly tries to jimmie the tray into postition,
then gives up.
CAMERA FOLLOWS ALEX'S HAND as it rises. CAMERA SWEEPS IN EXTREAMLY
CLOSE to the ATTENDANT CALL BUTTON. As Alex's finger engages the
button, it lights up orange.
ALEX
The jet lurches. He looks...
OUT OF THE WINDOW - ALEX'S POV
The 747 begins rolling out of the gate.
ALEX
As he looks back, searching for the nearst flight attendant...
ALEX'S POV - THROUGH THE SEATS - CLEAR RIVERS
reads her book. Another leans to look out the window.
ALEX
lifts a bit out of his seat, searching for any flight attendant
O.S., A PING.
CAPTAIN (V.O)
Flight Attendants prepare for
departure.
Looking fore in the cabin...
ALEX'S POV - NEAR THE FLIGHT DECK
The flight attendants strap themselves in for take-off.
ALEX
O.S., the ENGINE VOLUME INCREASES in PITCH and INTENSITY as the
jet begins to taxi. Alex sits back as the tray over his lap. He
looks out the window.
ALEX'S POV - THE RIGHT WING
appears motionless in the f.g. as the tarmac and runway signs roll
past the window. THE ENGINE PITCH RISES...
ALEX
The ENGINES WHIR as the jet gathers SPEED. He checks the window.
ALEX'S POV- THE RUNWAY
is a blur. The airport terminals in the b.g. streak past. The wings
lift, angled as the jet leaves the ground.
ALEX
O.S., his classmates CHEER and "raise the roof." The
trip has begun.
CAMERA PULLS AWAY FROM ALEX, as if reflecting his easing of annoyance
with the tray situation. He finally appears to notice the raucous
reaction and settles back in his seat, slightly pushed by mild-g
force. The upwarding angle increasing...
The cabin buffets, as if passing mild turbulance. Then...
The cabin sharply JOLTS! Everyone tenses, GASPS. CAMERA SWEEPS
BACK TO ALEX. And just as he clenches his backpack... the cabin
BANGS, ROCKS. THE ENGINES SPOOL TO A STALL. METAL TWISTS under extreme
PRESSURE. The cabin dips, angles, sharply to the right.
ALEX'S POV - THE CABIN
Passengers SCREAM! Unrestrained personal belongings fly across
the aircraft INTO CAMERA, which BUFFETS and SHAKES...
OXYGEN MASKS
deploy from the overhead compartments. A prerecorded message, like
that recorded by the black box of the crash of JAL# 123 August 12,
1985, BLARES over the P.A., with erie calm...
MESSAGE (V.O.)
Fasten seat belts...put on oxygen
masks...
ALEX
his hand trembles as he reaches for the oxygen mask and places
it over his face. The ENGINES resuscitate. SCREAMING. WHINING. Alex
checks out his window.
ALEX'S POV - OUT OF WINDOW
The plane is on its side, losing altitude. A slow, sick spin.
ALEX
breaths deep into his oxygen cup.
The JET ENGINES GRIND AND WHIR, as if the craft were in the midst
of a last-ditch effort to regain stability; the sounds DEAFENING
over the PASSENGERS' cruelly hopeless SCREAMS.
Then...
KA-BOOM
A DEVASTATING EXPLOSION ERUPTS across the cabin, blasting a five
foot hole in the fuseluge. Human limbs and blood spray, craft and
passengers torn to shreds.
Dead students sit lifeless in their seats.
Every unrestrained object on board flies to the hole and through
the fire; paper, books, luggage, pillows. A PARENT and a STUDENT
clutch their seat in terror, SCREAMING before they are pulled into
the sky.
Wind. Screams. Dying engines, a deafening blare.
ALEX AND TOD
SCREAM, pale, knowing there is no hope, no escape as the ENGINES
DIE. The cabin begins to tilt downwards... then straight down. Debris
tumbles toward the flight deck as if falling from a cliff.
OUTSIDE... the sick familiar SOUND of an aircraft going down.
ALEX is strapped to his seat, upper body facing downward toward
the water. FIRE, WIND, AND BLOOD WHIP across him. A BUILDING WHINE
CRESCENDOES before a second EXPLOSION RIPS ACROSS FRAME...
CUT TO:
CLOSE - ALEX'S TERRIFIED EYES
dilating rapidly, as the shock of what appears to be happening
before him washes over his very psyche.
CHRISTA (O.S.)
Alex?
ALEX
Drenched with sweat, trembling in his seat, his eyes dart toward
Christa and Blake. They look great and they're workin' the sex appeal.
CHRISTA
Could you trade seats with Blake so
she and I can sit together? I asked
Tod, but he's got some medical thing.
Alex turns sickeningly disoriented. His eyes dart about, searching
for evidnece of the catastrophe. There are none to be found. Alex
blots from his seat, startling the two girls. He scrambles toward
Tod, who looks at his friend, concerned.
TOD
Dude, what up?
Frenzied, Alex climbs over his friend, on top of the seat. Alex's
panic has alerted the other students and a MALE FLIGHT ATTENDANT
who makes his way to the row.
ALEX
grabs the tray table latch before the vacent seat. IT BREAKS OFF,
JUST AS BEFORE. CAMERA PUSHES INTO ALEX, terrified. He begins to
hyperventilate.
FLIGHT ATTENDANT
Is there a a problem, sir?
Alex's wild eyes and expression convey "no fucking kidding
there's a problem." The flight attendant realizes this passenger
is experiencing a serious episode.
Directly across the aisle, Carter Horton and Terry look at him
with severe expressions.
CARTER
What's your fuckin' problem?
Mr. Murnau and Ms. Lewton unfasten their seat belts and rush toward
Alex.
MR. MURNAU
Alex? Qu'est-ce se?
ALEX
Qu'est-ce se?! THE PLANE'S GONNA
EXPLODE!
Obviously, no one ever wants to ever hear that. The students tense.
THE FLIGHT ATTENDANT
immediately turns to other attendants, signaling for assistance
with a quick definite gesture. In the b.g., attendants hustle toward
the economy class cabin.
CARTER AND TERRY
CARTER TERRY
Shut up, Browning! You're not funny.
ALEX
frenzied, begins moving toward the aisle.
ALEX
We have to get out!
This frightens everyone. Not the "prophecy," but his
panicky, irrational behavior.
ALEX (CONT'D)
We have to get off this plane!
CLEAR RIVERS
CAMERA PUSHES INTO HER, hearing Alex's declaration.
ALEX (CONT'D)
Now! NOW!!
RETURN
Alex is desperately climbing over Tod, who is trying to calmly
restrain his friend. Across the aisle, Carter Horton stands ready
to quiet Alex, with force.
CARTER
Sit! DOWN! Browning!
TOD FLIGHT ATTENDANT
Alex. Alex! Easy, man. Take it Sir, if this is a joke,
easy. we don't tolerate such
humor.
The flight attendant restrains Carter with an extended forearm.
ALEX
I'm not joking! I'm not joking!
Ms. Lewton and Mr. Murnau move to the seats. Flight attendants
try
restraining Alex from reaching the aisle.
MS. LEWTON MR. MURNAU
Alex, Knock it off. It's alright. Settle down, Alex.
ALEX
Listen to me! This plane will
explode on take-off!
FLIGHT ATTENDANT
Sir, we will remove you from the
aircraft if this continues.
CARTER
I'll remove him.
ALEX
Fuck you! I'll remove myself!
Carter reaches for Alex, who pushes back, trying to get out. Carter
responds aggressivly and now the flight attendant, Tod, and the
two teachers are in the midst of the melee.
The Co-Pilot arrives to secure the situation. He grabs Alex and
begins forcibly ushering him up the aisle.
A male flight attendant choke holds Carter from the back. Carter
struggles but the attendant's postioning has the advantage. He begins
removing Carter from the plane as well.
TERRY
He didn't do nothin'!
She follows the attendant, hitting him to help her boyfriend.
Just arriving in the cabin, Billy Hitchcock tries to fight past
a
STEWARDESS to get to his seat. He is blocked by the mass of combatants
as they are escorted out.
FLIGHT ATTENDANT
(he's had it)
Anybody in the aisle is off the
plane!
BILLY
No, wait, I was late... that's my
seat right there!
Under protest, Billy gets pushed back off the plane. Mr. Murnau
and Ms. Lewton follow the pack of students and airline personnel
as they move toward the exit, calling out to seated teachers and
parents while hustling up the aisles.
MS. LEWTON MR. MURNAU
Everybody just stay where you Mr. Carpenter, keep an eye on
are. Just sit tight. things for a moment.
Tod watches, amazed and concerned for his friend. He looks across
the cabin to...
TOD'S POV - GEORGE
his brother gestures, mouths... "you should go with him."
TOD
starts off down the aisles. CAMERA COUNTERS... ADJUSTING TO CLEAR
RIVERS. Amongst the chaos, she considers for a beat, then grabs
her backpack, stands and moves into the aisle to exit the plane.
CUT TO:
INT. BOARDING AREA/TUNNEL - GATE 39 - DAY
Alex, the co-pilot, Carter, the attendant, Mr. Murnau, Ms, Lewton,
Terry, Tod and Billy proceed down the tunnel. Billy is confused
by the chaos.
BILLY
I didn't do anything! I have my
ticket right here!
Arriving SECURITY OFFICERS quickly have control of the situation.
Alex is taken to a seat at the gate and dropped there by the co-pilot,
who, winded, eyes the officers.
CO-PILOT
You got this?
The officers nod. One moves toward Carter as he dropped in a seat
away from Alex. Terry sits behind Carter.
The co-pilot and attendants start back toward the plane. Ms. Lewton
hustles over to them and an airline representitive.
CO-PILOT
No one gets back on board. That's my
call.
MS. LEWTON
PLEASE... I've got forty students
going to Paris...
During these negotiations... CAMERA MOVES PAST Ms. Lewton and the
Co-Pilot to the boarding ramp door...
Clear Rivers exits and takes a seat away from the others, aware
she is unnoticed in the confusion. CAMERA INCHES IN as she looks
up toward...
ALEX
CAMERA MATCHES THE MOVE TO HIM AS TOD and Mr. Murnau attempt to
calm him down.
TOD
It's alright. It's alright. You're
off the plane. You're off the
plane...
Rattled, Alex attempts to compose himself. Ms. Lewton appears,
hurriedly pulling aside Mr. Murnau.
MS. LEWTON
Airline's not taking this very well.
They'll let one of us back on and
the rest can grab a six-ten flight.
Gets in two hours later at DeGaulle.
It's alright. It's not that big of a
deal.
MR. MURNAU
I'll stay.
MS. LEWTON
No, you know the whole French thing.
Get on the plane.
Murnau understands this point and takes off toward the boarding
ramp door. Pleading his case, Billy follows Murnau.
BILLY
I was in the bathroom. The lock was
stuck. I didn't fight with anyone!
Hustling toward the door. Mr. Murnau gestures toward Ms. Lewton
as if "talk to her." He disappears down the ramp. CAMERA
PUSHES IN as airline personnel CLOSE THE DOOR...with an ominous
THUD.
EXT. GATE 39 - AFTERNOON - CARTER, TERRY & BILLY'S POV
Flight 180 pulls out of the gate, taxiing toward the runway.
INT. GATE 39 - OBSERVATION WINDOW - AFTERNOON
Carter turns over his shoulder, looking back angrily towards Alex.
Terry wraps a calming/restraining arm around Carter's shoulder,
but he starts towards Alex, seated with Ms. Lewton.
MENS ROOM ACROSS FROM GATE 39
Tod races out of the bathroom with a dampened paper towel. CAMERA
FOLLOWS as he hands it to Ms. Lewton seated next to Alex. The teacher
places it on Alex's forehead.
TOD
I called your mom and dad and
they're on their way.
MS. LEWTON
Alex, talk to me. What happened?
Alex looks at Tod, who nods. His friend's expression is soothing
and open. With lowered tense tone, meant for only the two people
beside him...
ALEX
I... I saw it... like, I don't
know... the plane took off. I saw
it leave the runway... I looked down
and saw the ground...
Ms. Lewton and Tod exchange concered glances.
ALEX (CONT'D)
And then the cabin banged and the
left side exploded. The the whole
plane... blew up. It was so real.
Exactly how everything goes.
TOD
Been on many planes that blew up,
have you?
Good point. Alex looks away.
MS. LEWTON
You must have fallen asleep.
CARTER
We get thrown off the plane and blow
a half day in Paris because Browning
has a bad dream?
(mocking Alex)
It's going to explode! It's going to
explode!
TOD
Fuck off, Horton.
MS. LEWTON
Tod...
A raw nerve, Alex stands.
ALEX
Only trip you're gonna take is to
the fuckin' hospital.
Carter scoffs while moving aggressively toward Alex.
Carter makes a quick move and grabs Alex. The two security guards
rush in to break it up. Chaos erupts agian as the two boys wrestle
in the terminal.
OBSERVATION DECK
CAMERA PUSHES INTO Billy Hitchcock, depressed as he watches the
plane take off...
BILLY
There they go and here we stay.
AIRPORT TERMINAL
One guard restrains Alex; another Carter. In the b.g. out of the
observation deck window... Flight 180 lifts off the runway.
CARTER
You're payin' for my trip, Browning!
ALEX
I wish you were on the plane!
In the b.g. the 747 head and taillights suddenly, violently, ERUPT
into a gigantic fireball of flame.
It takes a few seconds for the CONCUSSION to hit the terminal,
but when it does... BOOM! A window SHATTERS! Chairs rock! People
are knocked off their feet.
CAMERA SWEEPS INTO ALEX... stunned as he turns to the window...
ALEX'S POV - FLIGHT 180
The unceremonious speed of obliteration of hundreds of lives is
cruel as flaming debris plummets from the early evening sky.
CLEAR RIVERS
CAMERA PUSHES IN ON HER, rattled, afraid, but aware of Alex as
she is first to turn her eyes toward him.
GATE 39
Billy Hitchcock walks backward from the window, shocked by shocked
step. Ms. Lewton drops to her chair as her legs give out.
O.S., ALARMS BEGIN. The two security guards tear off toward more
urgent duties. O.S., OUTSIDE, SIRENS WAIL as emergency vehicles
race to the tragedy.
CAMERA BEGINS TO MOVE toward ALEX... as Tod's head turns toward
him, then Terry's... then Carter's. In the chair, beginning to cry,
Ms. Lewton eyes Alex, as if afraid of him.
CAMERA CONTINUES. SIRENS PIERCING. The emergency vehicles' strobing
red lights reflect in Alex's eyes, now in TIGHT as he looks out,
frozen with shock... upon the doomed FLIGHT 180.
CUT TO:
INT. JFK INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - PRESS ROOM #10 - NIGHT
SILENCE
A pair of Airline REPRESENTATIVES sit with the seven survivors,
each numb with shock. Everyone is too raw with residual fear to
show any emotion. They sit on folding metal chairs in an empty room,
too bright from the fluorescent lights. Beneath their obvious trauma
resulting from the catastrophe... each feels uneasy by Alex's presance.
The others sit away from Alex and Tod. Alex appears wrought with
guilt. He checks the others out of the corner of his eye.
ALEX'S POV - THE ROOM
Ms. Lewton, Carter and Billy glare at Alex. Terry averts her eyes
from Alex to bury her face in Carter's shoulder.
ALEX
frightened as anyone over what has happened, tenses, defensive
and scared. With softspoken strength...
ALEX
You're lookin' at me as if I caused
it. I did not cause this.
LEWTON, CARTER, TERRY, AND BILLY
maintain their uncertain expressions. With strained apprehansion,
as if not wanting to "dabble in the occult," but needing
an immediate answer.
MS. LEWTON
Is everyone dead? Are there any
survivors?
WIDER
Alex is taken aback by the question, yet even his best friend looks
at him for an answer.
ALEX
How would I know? You think I'm
some sort of...
CLEAR
He's not a witch.
CAMERA PUSHES IN ON Alex, relieved and thankful, as he turns to
her...
CLEAR RIVERS - ALEX'S POV
CAMERA MATCHES the move INTO HER as she looks up at Alex, not with
fear or repulsion... but with knowledge of an unwanted but irrefutable
connection.
WIDER
Causing a startle, the DOOR OPENS. Everyone's head whips reflexively
toward the entrance. The strange event of the flickering lights
is quickly forgotten.
A half dozen MEN and WOMEN enter the room, displaying official
badges and passes. All but two are dressed in casual clothing, having
been called in from home; the pair being F.B.I. Special Agents WEINE
and SCHRECK. HOWARD SEIGEL and DON HAWKS are representatives of
the National Transportation Safety Board. EILEEN WHALE and JACK
ARNOLD are members of the Euro-Air "Trauma Team."
The officials are sympathetic and calm, exuding the confidence
and security trauma victims look for at this time.
SEIGEL
Hello. I'm Howard Seigel, National
Transportation Safety Board vice
chairmen. We've notified your families
and they are on their way. Does anyone
feel they need medical attention or
spiritual counseling at this time?
Although the words are comforting, being in the position of having
to hear them macabre. Ms. Lewton reacts, snapping...
MS. LEWTON
Have they found any survivors?
What's going on?
Seigel is calm, yet honest... carefully honest.
SEIGEL
The cause of the explosion is
undetermined. Nassau county
authorities are on the scene. Naval
search and rescue are en route.
He gestures... "and that's all we know." The group slips
deeper into despair.
WEINE
We understand how you must be
feeling at this hour... and although
we know it may be difficult, we must
ask you some questions... regarding
today's events, while it's still
fresh in your minds.
The survivors dread the thought of recounting the horrible experience,
yet collectively are ready to co-operate.
WEINE
It may be valuable to our rescue
attempts, or any potential...
criminal investigation.
The agents, F.B.I. badges displayed in their pockets, turn their
eyes, suspicioulsy, toward Alex.
ALEX
reacts, puzzled, as he realizes the Agents are focused on him...
CUT TO:
INT. A ROOM - AIRPORT - NIGHT - CLOSE - SCHRECK & WEINE
are direct and professional, with no hidden agenda in searching
for the truth. Seigel and Hawks from the NTSB are behind them taking
notes...
SCHRECK
You said...
(checks notes)
"Listen to me! This plane will
explode on take-off."
(to Alex)
How did you know that?
ALEX
CAMERA PUSHES IN as he looks up, nervous... not about suspicion
toward him, but trying to explain what even he doesn't understand.
ALEX
I got this... feeling... a weird
feeling... I can't explain it...
WEINE
Did you take any seditives before
boarding, or on the plane. Sleeping
pills?
ALEX
No. I saw it. I saw it!
Tears well as he grows frustrated trying to convey the unique experience.
Being trained, veteran officers, Schreck and Weine obsereve; allow
him to talk.
ALEX
Not like a dream... more than that.
I experienced the plane exploding...
it was so horrible... I know what
they all went through tonight...
The officers remain quiet, gauging his explanation.
ALEX (CONT'D)
I'm not a pyschic... I've never had
this happen before...
The officers study him, unsure yet carefully...
SCHRECK
Did this "weird feeling" have
anything to do with you saying
you wished Carter Horton was on the
plane... just before it exploded?
Alex looks up, stunned. He didn't even recall this until now.
ALEX
No!
SCHRECK
Why'd you say it?
He considers, owing them an explanation. The he realizes...
ALEX
Because... I... never thought it
would really happen.
Weine leans foward...
WEINE
If that's the case, Alex... why did
you really get off the plane?
CAMERA INCHES IN as Alex considers, confused, emotional...
CUT TO:
INT. A ROOM - AIRPORT - NIGHT - TOD
CAMERA CONTINUES THE MOVE on Tod... as if just realizing...
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