Jason X

FADE IN:

DARKNESS.

A scream rises to an ominous crescendo as we SHOCK CUT INTO -

MONTAGE of fast moving clips. Death, destruction, fear. All images

taken from the previous ten Friday The 13ths.

AGAIN, DARKNESS.

OPEN ON:

The year is 2455. The place is Old Earth. Barren, void of life, a

hazardous and violent planet. The sky is blood red with spiked clouds of

dark gray. It is beautiful, but frighteningly foreign.

BLUE LIGHTNING CRACKLES as several figures rush through a DUST STORM

below.

Small groups of people, wearing thick dusters, goggles and masks, work

nearby. Some dig in the cracked earth, others take assorted readings

with strange devices.

This is an archeological expedition.

CUT TO:

INT. DARK PLACE

The dust storm rages outside. Two figures are looking closely at a small

object buried in the dirt. One of them pulls a device out of their pouch

and slowly, gently picks up the object. The other uses a magnetic tool

to remove the dirt.

FEMALE VOICE:

Careful . . .

MALE VOICE:

I know.

They take off their masks and goggles. They are both young. ADRIENNE

female (17) watches as STONEY male (18) studies the object closely.

STONEY:

(reading)

Not guaranteed, if used After 2198.

CLOSE UP of the object. It's an unopened condom.

ADRIENNE:

(smiles)

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Stoney tosses the high tech equipment over his shoulder and rips open

the condom as Adrienne rips her clothes off.

PULL BACK TO REVEAL

They are in a half buried mini-van. It rocks violently from the raging

storm outside and from the raging lust inside.

BACK INSIDE THE VAN.

ADRIENNE:

(breathless)

What about Kkinsa?

STONEY is desperately trying to take off her bra.

STONEY:

It's over between us. You're the

only one for me!

METAL SCREECHES! THE FLOOR COLLAPSES!

They fall some ten feet, RUBBLE RAINING down on top of them.

INT. DARK CORRIDOR

A rusty metal ladder. Debris everywhere. Half inch layers of dust cover

everything. Dead. Lifeless.

STONEY:

You okay?

Adrienne sits up, shines her light down the long metal corridor. She

turns her light on STONEY then sees something over his shoulder.

SHE SCREAMS A BLOOD CURDLING SCREAM.

We PULL BACK, out of the tunnel, through the van as the sounds of the

storm drown out ADRIENNE'S SCREAM.

CUT TO:

EXT. BASE CAMP

The digging and readings have stopped. A group approaches a time scarred

shuttle and begin loading their packs into the cargo belly.

FAT LOU (40), rail thin, possible female, pilot, appears at the top of

the shuttle ramp.

FAT LOU:

(yelling over the wind)

Let's go! Time to load up!

YLLO(33), a professor of archaeology lowers his veil.

YLLO:

(yelling)

I'm missing two!

FAT LOU:

Sh*t! Temp's dropping! We should have

left this rock an hour ago!

BOEMAN:

(eyes a device)

North three clicks.

CUT TO:

EXT. MINI-VAN - DAY

YLLO and the rest of the group run into view. BOEMAN (18), husky,

physical; holds out a device and checks the reading.

He points to the rusted out mini-van sitting on its belly.

BOEMAN:

(yelling)

There!

KICKER(30), bulky, short on temper, rushes up wearing futuristic

military garb -

KICKER:

Yo, Teach, what the f***?

YLLO:

We're missing two of the kids!

KICKER:

Get your ass back to the shuttle.

I'll check it out.

KICKER moves past the group and into the Van.

YLLO:

Not without me!

The rest of the gang look at each other and climb into the Van.

INT. ANCIENT CORRIDOR

YLLO and the others climb down a rusted ladder. Metallic walls,

graffiti, cluttered floors. No Stoney or Adrienne. A sign from the

ceiling states -

CRYSTAL LAKE RESEARCH FACILITY.

They all take off the goggles and masks. The rest of the group consists

of DELONGPRE(18) good looking, smart ass; JANESSA(17) sexual, scheming

AZRAEL(17) SMALL, COCKY; KKINSA(16), insecure, problematic;

THORGAN(17), a nerd but doesn't know it.

YLLO:

Amazing! But, how . . I've been coming

here for ten years. We never picked this up on

our . . . KAY-EM?

KAY-EM 14, a cybernetics science droid, removes her veil. She's

gorgeous, but there's something off about her look. Something synthetic.

KAY-EM 14

The air's laced with type two ozone,

it reads as a solid.

THORGAN:

Somebody wanted the place to stay hidden.

KAY-EM 14

In twenty-eighty-two many of the survivors moved

their facilities underground to escape . . .

KICKER:

All right, all right, enough with the history

lesson. Lets find these two quick . . so I can kick

some little punk ass.

Kkinsa shines a flashlight around the dark tunnel.

KKINSA:

I have an idea, why don't you go find

them and we'll get the hell out of here!

KKINSA turns and finds herself face to face with - -

A CORPSE! Easily two-hundred years old it hangs from the wall, impaled

through the forehead by an iron spike.

KKINSA SCREAMS!

Kicker yanks a weapon from his back, locks and loads as

JANESSA falls back and lands in the lap of another corpse. She screams!

KAY-EM 14 SCREAMS at the top of her lungs. Everyone looks at the droid.

KAY-EM 14

Was that out loud?

DELONGPREE:

Thorgan, have you been screwing with . . .

THORGAN grabs the head off the CORPSE, with the spike through it's head.

THORGAN:

Cool! This is an automatic "A".

Azrael dumps the contents of his bag on the ground, an old boot, some

cds, and an ancient box of PLAYTEX . . . starts shoving the corpse into

his pack.

AZRAEL:

I've got my project. What are you losers

gonna do?

KICKER:

Back to the shuttle! All of you!

I'll find them.

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