The Stunt Man Page #3

MOVING SHOT - ON CAMERON

He slides down a slope on a carpet of fallen leaves, tumbling to the

bottom and falls face forward into a running stream where he holds

his head and drinks. CAMERA MOVES ACROSS the terrain. There are no

pursuers, the forest is silent.

CLOSE UP - HANDCUFFS

The jaws of a wire-cutter clamp down severing the chain connecting

the cuffs around Cameron's wrists. He lifts his knee from the

cutter handle. His arms are now free. He wedges a chisel against

one bracelet and swings a sledgehammer against it. We hear his

sharp outcry.

ANGLE ON CAMERON

Doubled up, holding his wrist in pain. The bracelet is still

intact. He buttons his shirt cuffs over the metal bands and climbs

the slope to the bright sunlight on the road above.

EXT. OLD ABANDONED ROAD - DAY

Cameron is trudging along the old road winding down through the

mountainous pass. He crosses a bridge. Through the arches of its

low stone railing, he sees a BLACK RIVER twenty feet below rushing

toward the sea. Then, glancing back, he is suddenly alert.

- 7

21 CAMERON'S POV

In the far distance, almost lost in the shimmering heat waves from

the road, is a tiny speck moving toward him.

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ANGLE ON CAMERON

He clambers down the embankment behind the railing, peering out from

this hidden vantage.

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ANGLE ON ROAD:

The speck grows larger. The SOUND of the engine is faintly audible

now. Sunlight flashes from metal and glass. Cameron's apprehension

suddenly changes to wonderment, for the vehicle is not the police as

he had feared, but something else. Moving in the shimmering heat

wave is a splendid, high, humpbacked World War I vintage DUESENBERG

SEDAN with gleaming brass headlights, roaring towards him.

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ANGLE ON CAMERON

He scrambles up the embankment to thumb a ride. The Duesenberg

roars past him, filling his eyes and mouth with dust. Suddenly

there is a screech of brakes.

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ANGLE ON CAR:

The Duesenberg goes into a skid and then bounces to a stop.

Running, Cameron reaches the car, pulls the front door open and

climbs in beside the DRIVER.

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INT. CAR

CAMERON:

Thanks. I thought you didn't see

me.

The driver, BURT, is a husky, red-haired man about Cameron's age and

deeply agitated. Pounding his fist against the steering wheel, he

talks half to Cameron, half to himself.

BURT:

Damn it. Screwed it up. Lost my

nerve.

Fishing a Vick's inhaler from his pocket and shoving it in his

nostril.

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BURT (CONT'D)

Goddamn sinuses. Can't even see

straight.

Cameron looks at him, puzzled.

CAMERON:

You want me to drive?

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