Final Destination Page #4

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. CAMARA MOVES COUNTER to the direstion 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 Carters action. Alex, Tod, George and BILLY HITCHCOCK, heavy set

with a New York Rangers jersey watches Carter and Terry with disgust.

BILLY:

I can't believe they let that d*ckhead

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 your 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 bowls...

TOD:

Dude, if we don't get someone

going on thif 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 the 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.

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