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TWELVE MONKEYS

An original screenplay by

David Peoples

&

Janet Peoples

Inspired by

LA JETEE, a Chris Marker Film

Production Draft

June 27, 1994

FADE IN:

INT. CONCOURSE/AIRPORT TERMINAL - BAY

CLOSE ON A FACE. A nine year old boy, YOUNG COLE, his eyes wide

with wonder. watching something intently. We HEAR the sounds of

the P.A. SYSTEM droning Flight Information mingled with the

sounds of urgent SHOUTS, running FEET, EXCLAMATIONS.

YOUNG COLE'S POV: twenty yards away, a BLONDE MAN is sprawled on

the floor, blood oozing from his gaudy Hawaiian shirt.

A BRUNETTE in a tight dress, her face obscured from YOUNG COLE'S

view, rushes to the injured man, kneels beside him, ministering

to his wound.

ANGLE ON YOUNG COLE, flanked by his PARENTS, their faces out of

view, as they steer him away.

FATHER'S VOICE (o.s.)

Come on, Son --this is no place for us.

YOUNG COLE resists momentarily, mesmerized by the drama.

YOUNG COLE'S POV: intermittently visible through a confusion of

FIGURES rushing through the foreground, the BLONDE MAN reaching

up and touching the cheek of the kneeling BRUNETTE in a gesture

of enormous tenderness, a gesture of farewell, while the P.A.

SYSTEM continues its monotonous monotone...

P.A. SYSTEM

Flight 784 for San Francisco is now

ready for boarding at inmate number

66578, Greely.

INT. PRISON DORMITORY/FUTURE - ETERNAL NIGHT

PRISON P.A. SYSTEM

--number 5429, Garcia -- number 87645, Cole...

COLE, late thirties, dark hair, comes awake in a bunk cage, one

of many stacked four high along both sides of a long dim

corridor. He blinks in the near dark, shaken, disoriented.

Then, as he "recovers" from his very vivid dream, WE GET OUR

FIRST LOOK AT HIS ENVIRONMENT...A WINDOWLESS UNDERGROUND WORLD OF

ETERNAL NIGHT SOMETIME IN THE FUTURE...AN ALMOST COLORLESS

"REALITY" OF BLURRED EDGES AND ECHOEY SOUNDS, MUCH MORE

"DREAMLIKE" THAN HIS DREAM.

Flashlights glare. In the half-light, COLE sees spooky figures,

GUARDS, moving among the locked bunk/cages.

COLE turns and whispers to the occupant of the next cage, JOSE...

COLE

Ssssst! Jose, what's going on?

JOSE's face is almost lost in shadow. What there is of it is

youthful. He's just a scared Puerto Rican kid!

JOSE

"Volunteers" again.

JOSE immediately rolls over and feigns sleep as SCARFACE, a

menacing guard with a jagged scar running down his cheek, looms

close to COLE's cage and unlocks it.

SCARFACE

"Volunteer duty".

The PRISONERS in the other cages watch silently with narrowed eyes.

COLE