Jumanji Page #6

ERIC:

Easy...

KRYSTYL:

I’ve got it... I’ve got it...

She loses her balance and the table falls hard on the floor,

cracking an old floorboard in half.

KRYSTYL:

Oh, no! Eric, I’m so sorry! I’m

such a klutz...

Eric pushes the table out of the way and inspects the damage.

He starts to pull out chunks of wood from the hole.

ERIC:

It was an accident. Let me just-...

huh?

He stops short. Frowning, he reaches further into the hole and

feels around.

KRYSTYL:

What is it?

ERIC:

There’s something in here.

Slowly, he PULLS a cloth bag out of the hole, tattered and

yellowed with age.

KRYSTYL:

Whoa... What’s that?

ERIC:

I don’t know.

He unties the cloth bag and extracts its contents. Both he and

Krystyl stare, perplexed.

KRYSTYL:

Cool.

It is a folded, wooden board game. The word “JUMANJI” is

clearly displayed in white letters across the front.

ZOOM IN on the game in Eric’s hands.

The screen BLURS and DISSOLVES to a night sky full of bright,

shining stars.

EXT. JUNGLE – ENCAMPMENT – NIGHT

The CAMERA PANS DOWN to show the explorers’ campsite in the

middle of a clearing. Tents are pitched and gear is strewn

around a campfire that seems to be losing strength.

INT. JUNGLE – ENCAMPMENT - ALISTAIR’S TENT – NIGHT

Alistair is holding a small hand-mirror and trimming his

moustache by the light of a lantern. He appears satisfied with

his progress.

Felix’s loud, boisterous LAUGHTER suddenly echoes, causing

Alistair to flinch and trim too much. He snarls and FLINGS his

tools to the ground. He STOMPS out of the tent, livid.

INT. JUNGLE – ENCAMPMENT – NIGHT

Felix and Hasani are seated by the fire, engaged in some sort of

game. Dice are heard being ROLLED.

FELIX:

Well done, my friend! One last turn

and you may indeed be the victor,

this evening!

Hasani, not understanding Felix’s words, merely smiles and

continues to roll the dice.

ALISTAIR:

Kauffman! What in blazes are

you doing?

Felix motions for him to come closer.

FELIX:

(quietly)

I’m testing out a new product on

our native friend, here. But don’t

let Nigel tell him that.

He scrutinizes Alistair and gives him a hard look.

FELIX:

Word to the wise, Colonel, you may

find it in your best interest to

schedule a bit of grooming this

evening. Your moustache looks a

tad uneven.

Before Alistair can respond, Hasani throws the ivory dice.

CLOSE UP on the game.

It is a hinged game with a black orb directly in the center.

Leading to the orb are two sets of game tiles in a spiral

pattern, with two small wooden pyramids as the game tokens.

Hasani slowly counts in his language, and moves his piece to the

center orb.

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