Peter Jackson's 1st Draft King Kong Script (1996)

[Stacy Dohm]

KING KONG


Screenplay by

FRAN WALSH & PETER JACKSON

From an idea conceived by

EDGAR WALLACE & MERIAN C. COOPER


1st Draft

1996



EXT. SKIES OVER FRANCE 1917 - DAY

CAMERA drifts towards a large puffy cloud floating 6000ft above the
French countryside ...

... a roar of engines - sounding like angry buzzing bees - and three
... six ... NINE SOPWITH CAMEL FIGHTER PLANES emerge from the cloud,
flying in tight formation. These are frail looking, but deadly single
seat BIPLANES, each armed with twin Vickers machine guns. The height of
1917 aircraft design, built for the sole purpose of blasting German
planes out of the skies.

SUPER "FRANCE 1917"

JACK DRISCOLL and his buddy, MATT HAMON are flying two of the CAMELS at
the rear of the formation. An UPTIGHT BRIT - McKECKNIE, is flying along
side them. He's as JUMPY AS HELL, scanning the skies for enemy planes.

MATT looks around furtively. None of the other pilots are looking in
their direction. With practiced skill, MATT reaches down for something
in his tiny cockpit ... HE STANDS UP, wedging the control column
between his knees and turns back towards JACK'S Camel ... a BASEBALL IN
HIS HAND!! With equal proficiency, JACK jams his control column between
his knees and stands, brandishing a BASEBALL BAT! Both pranksters have
to fight against the fierce slipstream as MATT THROWS THE BALL.I across
fifty feet of sky towards JACK! He prepares to swing, but the ball
FALLS SHORT, getting MINCED in JACK'S propeller! A quick look around to
make sure no one is looking, and MATT reaches down again, grabbing
ANOTHER BASEBALL out of the bag of balls he carries in his cockpit!

MATT PITCHES it back towards JACK ... he swings and smashes the ball
into the side of McKECKNIE'S PLANE! He LEAPS WITH FRIGHT, his CAMEL
wobbling in the sky as he frantically spins around, thinking he's been
hit by enemy fire!

JACK and MATT sit in their cockpits, innocently looking the other way!

Sudden MACHINE GUN FIRE ... The SQUADRON LEADER has fired his guns to
attract the attention of all his pilots. He gestures down ...

JACK looks down ... 3 large GERMAN BOMBERS, escorted by 6 sleek
ALBATROSS fighters are heading towards Allied lines, about 1000 feet
below.

With a wave of the SQUADRON LEADERS arm, the NINE CAMELS peel away
towards the GERMAN PLANES. The fun is over for JACK and MATT as they
grimly steer their planes into the steep dive ...

WOOD CREAKS, WIRE WHISTLES as the CAMELS shudder against the wind
resistance. Wings sometimes crumple like matchwood in dives as steep as
this. JACK squints as he lines up an ALBATROSS in his gun-sights. The
Germans have not spotted the FAST APPROACHING CAMELS ...

The Camel Pilots OPEN FIRE virtually simultaneously - 18 MACHINE GUNS
send yellow TRACER BULLETS ripping into the German planes. Within
seconds, 3 ALBATROS are destroyed! One spins away in flames, another
literally collapses under a hail of bullets and the third collides with
one of the BOMBERS, causing both planes to tumble out of the sky.

It's a turkey shoot as the CAMELS fly through the German formation,
turning sharply to attack again before the enemy pilots can recover.

McKECKNIE blasts at the NOSE GUNNER of a German BOMBER, pumping so many
bullets into his plane, the NOSE SECTION DISINTEGRATES and the GERMAN
FALLS OUT ... This is in the days before parachutes ...

CLUNK!!! The GERMAN GUNNER LANDS ON JACK'S WING!!! He desperately hangs
on, spread eagled, FINGERS GRIPPING the wing edges ... JACK stares at
him, amazed ...

This is one of those defining moments in life ... With a flick of his
CONTROL STICK, JACK could send this guy sailing into space. It is a
moment he will remember till the end of his days ... JACK makes EYE
CONTACT - the GERMAN is terrified, helpless ...

JACK reaches out to him.

JACK
(yelling above noise)
Here!

JACK struggles to keep his plane flying as smooth as possible - all
around the swirling DOGFIGHT continues. The German REACHES OUT for
JACK'S HAND ...

BAM! BAM! BAM! A SUDDEN BURST OF GUNFIRE hits the GERMAN. He looks at
JACK with a kind of confused SORROW ... and ROLLS OFF THE WING.

JACK
(shocked)
NO!!

ANOTHER CAMEL is flying just a few feet off JACK'S TAIL . .. It dives
away.

TRACER FIRE rips into JACK'S PLANE ... He SPINS AROUND, confronted with
a TERRIFYING SIGHT!

The 24 gaudily painted FOKKER TRI-PLANES of VON RICHTOFEN'S FLYING
CIRCUS are diving down towards them. The hunters have just become THE
HUNTED! Before JACK can react, the TRI-PLANES swoop into the dogfight
...

The sky is suddenly filled with nearly 50 planes wheeling around in a
desperate life and death struggle. From a distance they look like a
swarm of angry bees against a spectacular backdrop of cumulous cloud
rising in towering columns.

Close in, it's stomach churning, noisy and violent as terrified pilots
throw their planes around the sky in a desperate attempt to blast
bullets into each other. You may have seen movie dogfights before, but
you haven't seen one like this!

JACK wrenches the control stick, sending his Camel through a series of
TIGHT TURNS, wincing as BOILING CASTOR OIL from the rotary engine SLAPS
INTO HIS FACE there are so many planes that collision is as threatening
as the deadly TRACER FIRE that zips in all directions.

MATT fires at a TRI-PLANE, the blast of his guns causing his plane to
tremble violently. The TRI-PLANE'S TOP WING breaks away, sending the
German into a fatal spin.

JACK STARES IN HORROR McKECKNIE'S CAMEL is ON FIRE - and flying
STRAIGHT TOWARDS HIM! He frantically tries to steer his plane away, but
...

CRRUMMPP! JACK'S plane clips McKECKNIE'S and goes into an immediate
spin. JACK tries to regain control ... his right hand wing tip is in
tatters.

MATT sees his buddy going down and dives after him, blasting at a
COUPLE OF TRIPLANES that are closing in on the crippled CAMEL.

JACK uses all his strength to haul the control stick back and pull out
of the dive. He is dangerously close to the ground - the shell torn
landscape of NO MA/s LAND. MATT levels out along side as JACK loses his
last few feet of height and smashes into the ground. His undercarriage
breaks away and the CAMEL slides to a stop in the mud.

EXT. NO MAN'S LAND - DAY

JACK leans back in the cockpit, his nose bloody from the crash, but
otherwise unharmed ...

BANG] BANG! BANG! Machine gun bullets suddenly rip into his plane -
GERMAN SOLDIERS are firing at him from the trenches! The Camel BURSTS
INTO FLAME as bullets puncture the gas tank.

JACK quickly rolls out of the cockpit and crawls away just as MATT
roars low overhead, STRAFING the MACHINE GUN NEST with a withering
stream of tracer fire.

JACK'S plane EXPLODES ... he slides safely into a muddy SHELL HOLE,
pulling his SERVICE REVOLVER out of the holster. JACK rips his FLYING
HELMET & GOGGLES off ... we see that he is just a 17 YEAR OLD KID.

From out of the THICK BLACK PLUME OF SMOKE from the burning plane,
MATT'S SOPWITH CAMEL suddenly appears, gliding very low ... he's
attempting to land!

MATT carefully guides the plane between shell holes and almost gets
away with the landing ... just as the plane slows to a stop, it hits a
coil of BARBED WIRE and FLIPS ON IT'S BACK! MATT releases his seat-
blet, falls to the ground and pulls off his FLYING HELMET ... MATT is
about 20 years old.

MATT
(yelling)
JACK!

MATT races towards the BURRING WRECKAGE ... GUNFIRE from the German
trenches kicks the mud up around his feet and he dives forward into a
large SHELLHOLE.

JACK
Matt!

MATT'S only a few yards away from JACK, but they have to stay in their
respective shellholes as a ground shaking volley of ARTILLERY FIRE
THUNDERS around them.

JACK (CONT'D)
(yelling)
What the hell are you doing?

MATT
(yelling)
Saving your lousy ass!

JACK
(yelling)
You're not saving anybody! You're in the **** like me!

MATT and JACK start CHUCKLING.

MATT hears a LOW NOISE, turns around and SCREAMS ...

LOW ANGLE POV A burly GERMAN SOLDIER rams his BAYONET towards CAMERA.

CLOSE ON MATT'S FACE ... he gasps in shock as he is stabbed in the
stomach.

JACK (CONT'D)
(shocked yell)
MATT???

JACK staggers over the top of the shellhole, confronting the THREE
GERMAN SOLDIERS who have descended on MATT. He FIRES HIS REVOLVER at
them ... killing each SOLDIER.

IMAGE SLOWS DOWN - TURNS into grainy BLACK AND WHITE JACK sinks to his
knees, SOBBING WITH GRIEF.

CAMERA RISES INTO THE SKY ...

[Stacy Dohm]

DISSOLVE TO

EXT. SUMATRAN DIG - DAY

 

CLOSE ON A grotesque face ... eyes bulging, tongue wedged between
teeth.

PULL OUT from the bizarre STONE CARVING of a man riding a buffalo as
the side of a WOODEN PACKING CASE swings shut, sealing the ancient
figure into a tea chest marked "BRITISH MUSEUM, LONDON". A couple of
SUMATRAN LABORERS hammer nails into the chest ... CRANE UP to reveal an
extensive ARCHAEOLOGICAL EXCAVATION underway in the foothills of the
Bukit Seguntang mountains near Palembang.

SUPER BRITISH MUSEUM ARCHAEOLOGICAL DIG

SUPER SUMATRA 1933

The dig is nestled in a lush, humid valley. A spectacular WATERFALL
thunders into a river that bisects the camp - a GROUP OF TENTS, with a
UNION JACK fluttering from a makeshift flagpole. 8 BRITISH
ARCHAEOLOGISTS are spread around, huddling over shell pits and
primitive stone monuments - painstakingly freeing the remains of a 12th
century HINDU SHRINE from the grip of the Sumatran jungle.

The most spectacular MONUMENT is a huge loft STONE BUDDHA, set into a
shallow cave below a rocky cliff. It sits serenely, casting an
impassive gaze over the entire site.

Numerous SAMUTRAN LABOUR'S move about, carrying buckets of dirt away
from individual dig sites, CLOSE ON A YOUNG WOMAN'S HANDS excitedly
scraping mud from a buried artifact she has just discovered - a small
BRONZE STATUE of a warrior in a FIERCE WAR MASK ...Pitted with age, one
arm broken off, it carries a SPEAR made from IVORY.

ANN DARROW is an attractive young English woman in her early twenties.
She wears baggy khaki trousers and a cotton shirt, her blonde hair tied
back in a pony tail. She issues orders to MENTAWEI - a SUMATRAN
LABORER.

ANN
Mentawei! Fetch some warm soapy water.

MENTAWEI
 Yes, Miss Darrow!

MENTAWEI races away. ANN marvels at her find as she gently frees it
from the mud ... A SHADOW looms over her, and she quickly stands up,
her confidence suddenly draining ...

LORD LINWOOD DARROW is in his late seventies, but still cuts a dashing
figure. His only apparent concession to age - a stout WALKING STICK.

LORD DARROW
What have you got there?

ANN
(nervous)
A Neolithic bronze ... Reminiscent of the Nias Island cultures ... It '
s very curious. Defiantly Pagan. The use of ivory for the spear is
quite unique ... What do you think?

LORD DARROW
I think you're trying to run before you can walk, Ann.

ANN'S FACE drops ... LORD DARROW takes the STATUE and gently leads her
away from the site.

LORD DARROW (CONT'D)
You're here merely to observe. Leave the digging to people who know
what they're doing, my dear.

They approach an elaborate STONE PILLAR, carved. Intricately

LORD DARROW (CONT'D)
Now look at this fine example of early Hindu art ... I don't recall any
sketches of this passing across my desk ...

ANN
I photographed it extensively, father.

LORD DARROW
Photography teaches you nothing, Ann! Click! One second and you've seen
all you're going to see. I want you sitting here with your paper and
pencils ... I want to see every chisel mark reproduced with painstaking
accuracy. Understand the carving and you will understand the people!
That Ann, is the key to archaeology.

LORD DARROW walks away, leaving ANN scowling at the statue.

CUT TO

CLOSE ON ANN'S discovery viewed through a MAGNIFYING GLASS ... WALTER
DOUGLAS, a BRITISH archaeologist, slowly scans the small figure. LORD
DARROW stands beside him, a PERPLEXED FROWN on his face.

LORD DARROW (CONT'D)
It makes no sense, Dougie ... Pagan artifacts below a Hindu site.

DOUGLAS
It's like all the others ... it's human bone.

DOUGLAS carefully places the STATUE on a linen covered table ... MARY
OTHER SMALL ARTIFACTS - clearly the work of the same culture - cover
the table. All are BRONZE, and all have BONE accessories.

DOUGLAS (CONT'D)
My guess is it's sacrificial. Some sort of offering.

LORD DARROW
An unknown culture ... A barbaric race with no regard for human life.

CUT TO

EXT. PALEMBANG HARBOR - DAY

PALEMBANG DOCKS - a crowded series of wharves where NATIVE OUTRIGGERS
and FISHING BOATS compete for space with rusting COASTAL TRADERS ...

Amongst the junk that litters the harbor - an old AVRO SEAPLANE ...
beached on the muddy banks, canvas ripped, wings broken.

A LARGE Tramp STEAMER - "THE VENTURE", glides towards the DOCK,
blasting it's horn at the crowd of NATIVE BOATS crossing it's path.

EXT. VENTURE DECK - DAY

POV from "THE VENTURE" of PALEMBANG HARBOR. PULL BACK to reveal a
CAMERA CREW shooting the sight from the bow of the ship. The CAMERAMAN
is HERB COOPER - middle aged, steadfastly loyal, walks with a
pronounced LIMP. The SOUND RECORDIST is RANDELL PEEK - unpleasant,
ratty faced, potential trouble maker. Their EQUIPMENT BOXES are
STENCILED with "CARL DENHAM PICTURES".

CAPTAIN ENGLEHORN, a dry, old school SKIPPER steers the ship in.

PEEK switches his TAPE RECORDER off ... removes his HEADPHONES.

PEEK
Another God-forsaken Chinese rat-hole.

KURT VOSS is wandering past, reading an INDONESIAN/ENGLISH TRANSLATION
BOOK. KURT is an IMMENSELY STRONG ship's MATE ... BRUTISH LOOKING and
basically SLOW WITTED, the kind of guy who moves his lips when he reads
... he has a love of classical music.

KURT
"Hai sahabatku yang baik" ... That means "Hello, my good friend".

PEEK flips his MIDDLE FINGER at KURT.

PEEK
That means "**** off".

CAPTAIN ENGLEHORN yells from the BRIDGE.

ENGLEHORN
(yelling)
Secure the moorings!

CUT TO

EXT. PALEMBANG DOCKS - DAY

A group of TEN SUMATRAN OFFICIALS are waiting nervously on the docks as
the GANGPLANK is secured. PEEK is the first off, followed by HERB,
staggering under the weight of the camera and tripod.

MR SELAMAT GINTING, the local DISTRICT COMMISSIONER, steps forward,
thrusting a GARLAND FLOWERS around PEEK'S neck ... A TIN-POT BAND
strikes up an Out OF TUNE version of "DIXIE".

MR GINTING
(carefully practiced)
We welcome you, Mr Denham! We celebrate the bonding of our cultures ...
the peoples of Sumatra unite in friendship with the peoples of
Hollywoodland!

PEEK hands the GARLAND back.

PEEK
Save it buddy - you've got the wrong guy -

DENHAM (O.S.)
Roll camera, roll sound! I'm coming ashore!

DENHAM is a showman, a larger than life character - part Orson Welles,
part John Huston - a man in love with his own legend.  He has
reputation for traveling to the most dangerous corners of the world,
producing exotic documentaries. These thrilled audiences in the days
before TV with their images of elephant stampedes and lions hunting.
DENHAM is overweight, has no taste in wardrobe and sweats profusely.

MR GINTING puts the GARLAND over DENHAM'S head.

MR GINTING
We welcome you, Mr Denham! We celebrate the bonding -

DENHAM pumps MR GINTING'S HAND enthusiastically, steering around to
face the CAMERA

DENHAM
(interrupts)
Hi, Carl Denham ... How's going. Wonderful to be here...

DENHAM moves off down the line of OFFICIALS, shaking hands, not pausing
for their names, and always playing the camera...

DENHAM (CONT'D)
Pleased to meet you ... Hi, bow's it going? Pleased to meet you! Hi,
Carl Denham ... How's it going?

MR GINTING
We offer ourselves at your service, Mr Denham!

DENHAM
And I appreciate that so much, I really do - a sentiment that will be
shared by audiences across America when they view my latest documentary
sensation "Indonesia ...Hell Hole of the World". Ernie Hemmingway's
agreed to write the narration. We're going out through Universal ...
Laemmale's promised me fifteen hundred screens.

MR GINTING nods politely ...

SOUND OF LOUD TRUCK HORN ... A TRUCK, fully laden with SAWN LOGS is
trying to drive onto the WHARF. "Dixie" falls apart as the BAND grab
their instruments and SCATTER.

The TRUCK reaches the DENHAM and the RECEPTION GROUP ...

JACK DRISCOLL leans out of the CAB.

JACK
You guys are gonna have to move!

JACK is now in his early thirties ... He has not lost his boyish looks,
but years of tropical sun has darkened his skin.

The OFFICIALS look FLUSTERED ... JACK leaps out of the cab ... STRIDES
OVER. He gestures towards a CARGO BARGE moored next to the "VENTURE".

JACK (CONT'D)
If I don't get my cargo on this ship, I'll miss the sailing.

[Stacy Dohm]

HERB'S VIEWFINDER POV ... JACK walks into shot.

DENHAM
(annoyed)
Hey buddy! I don't know who you think you are, but you just walked into
a Carl Denham Picture! Take a hike!

JACK sees the camera pointing at him.

JACK
What the hell is going on?

MR GINTING
(Insincere)
It's Hollywood!

JACK
Yeah? Well, see that?

He points at his heavily laden truck ...

JACK (CONT'D)
That's "Jack's Wood" - and it's going on that boat!

JACK jumps back into the CAB, and drives straight at the OFFICIALS,
sending the reception into CHAOS ... HERB has to quickly pull the
CAMERA and TRIPOD away - DENHAM looks FURIOUS! MR GINTING hurries over
- looking SICK with FEAR and EMBARRASSMENT.

MR GINTING
(distraught)
I so sorry! I so sorry!

DENHAM spins around ... his mood so black, he looks as if he might hit
MR GINTING ... He suddenly breaks into a CHARMING SMILE!

DENHAM
It is I who has to apologize, sir. It's people like him who give
Americans a bad name.

MR GINTING almost sobs with relief.

MR GINTING
You are most kind. We will be proud to assist you!

DENHAM
Exotic lands, primitive people, dangerous animals ... That's what the
public expect from a Carl Denham picture! Lead us into the mountains,
Sir!

MR GINTING
The mountains?

DENHAM puts an arm around MR GINTING'S shoulder.

DENHAM
Shut your eyes - let me paint a picture in your mind ...

MR GINTING squeezes his eyes shut.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
Our cameras are focused on the deepest Sumatran jungle. Steam rises
from the verdant foliage... Suddenly a jackdaw screams! Why? ...
Because the Beast is moving through the trees! Eyes blazing, insisors
dripping, the Beast knows no fear - for he is the most powerful
creature to walk the land!
(lowers voice ominously)
You know what I'm talking about don't you, Mr Ginting?

MR GINTING nods FEARFULLY.

EXT. LOGGING CAMP/SUMATRAN MOUNTAINS - DAY

MONTAGE SuMATRAN LUMBERJACKS are working at fever pitch, clearing a
RAIN FOREST ... SAWS and AXES rip into the TREES ... They CRASH to the
ground. A PRIMITIVE SAWMILL works the LOGS in ROUGH-SAWN TIMBERS.

WIDE Several ACRES has been stripped. The FOREMAN watches with
satisfaction as the last solitary TREE in this block is attacked by two
AXE MEN.

JACK pulls up in his truck.

JACK
Hey, great work! You guys have earned yourselves a bonus!

JACK leaps out of the TRUCK as the LAST TREE starts to splinter ...
suddenly a TERRIFIED SCREAM comes out of the top most branches of the
tree. The FOREMAN looks sick.

FOREMAN
(upset)
Orangutan ...

The SCREAM continues as the TREE slowly topples to the ground with a
THUNDERING CRASH ... SUDDEN SILENCE.

JACK
Goddamn monkeys. They **** me off!

JACK strides into a makeshift wooden hut ...

INT. LOGGING OFFICE - DAY

JACK
The sooner we clear this rain forest the better.

The OFFICE is functional and tidy.

THE SOUND OF PANIC ... JACK turns as TENKU - a SAW MILL WORKER is
carried into the office with a NASTY INJURY to his LEG.

WORKER
Tenku hurt pretty bad, boss!

JACK clears the desk with a sweep of his arm ... They lay the TENKIU
down. JACK looks at the WOUND ... A NASTY SHARD OF METAL - the size of
a DINNER KNIFE - is embedded in his leg. JACK GRINS at TENKU, clearly
not wanting to alarm him.

JACK
(forced casual)
Hey, it's just a splinter.

JACK takes a grip of the METAL SHARD ...

JACK (CONT'D)
How's Mrs Tenku? She must be close.

TENKU
(gasping)
Baby due any day ... ARRGHH!!

JACK suddenly pulls the SHARD OUT. WORKERS close in, wrapping the WOUND
in BANDAGES.

JACK
Ok boys ... Take him to hospital! Quick now!

TENKU is carried outside as a SAW MILL VEHICLE pulls up.

CLOSE ON A SAFE ... JACK quickly takes a wad of BANKNOTES and slips
them into an ENVELOPE.

EXT. LOGGING CAMP/SUMATRAN MOUNTAINS - DAY

TENKU is slid into the BACK SEAT of the CAR. JACK strides out of the
OFFICE.

JACK
Hey! You wanna be more careful!

JACK leans in, slipping the ENVELOPE into TENKU'S HAND.

JACK (CONT'D)
You dropped this in my office.

TENKU gives JACK a GRATEFUL toothless GRIN as the DOOR SLAMS SHUT and
the CAR roars away.

AN EERIE ANIMAL ROAR suddenly echoes across the valley. The ENTIRE SITE
pauses as WORKER look around, trying to figure out where this FEARFUL
SOUND is coming from ...

JACK FROWNS.

EXT. SUMATRAN HIGHLANDS - DAY

ROAR CONTINUES ... over a slow pan across a misty ridge-line ...

EXT. JUNGLE CLEARING - DAY

ROAR CONTINUES... PAR onto CARL DENHAM roaring into a MEGAPHONE! He is
sitting in one of TWO VEHICLES, parked just off the road, on the edge
of a clearing. Several CREW MEMBERS from the ship are perched on the
vehicles, including PEEK and KURT. MR GINTING, and TWO SUMATRAN GUIDES
look nervously around, clutching RIFLES.

DENHAM lowers the megaphone looking very satisfied with himself ...

DENHAM

DENHAM
The sound of a wounded warthog ... a little trick I picked up from the
Tau Tau people of New Guinea! Keep you're eye to the eyepiece, Herb! We
won't be waiting long.

HERB has the camera set up in the middle of the clearing, his lens
staring into the thick, dark jungle that lies ahead ... he looks alone
and vulnerable.

DENHAM throws a huge lump of BLOODY RAW MEAT into the clearing ... it
lands at HERB'S feet ... he swallows nervously. DENHAM settles back
into his seat, lighting a LARGE CIGAR.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
Tell me Mr Ginting - are there any parts of your country where people
still wear ... native costume?

MR GINTING
Native costume?

DENHAM
Y'know ... traditional ceremonies where the woman ... divest themselves
of their undergarments.

DENHAM gestures at his chest ... MR GINTiNG is confused.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
Hooters, Mr Ginting. There's nothing the public like to see more than
native hooters.

PEEK sniggers. MR GINTING frowns.

MR GINTING
We are a very modest and deeply religious people, Mr Denham.

DENHAM
(grunting)
That's too bad.

A NOISE from the jungle - DENHAM suddenly leaps to his feet.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
He's close, boys - Roll camera! Roll sound!

HERB rolls camera ... the WHIRRING MOTOR is the only sound in the
clearing - even the BIRDS are suddenly quiet ...BRANCHES SNAPPING ...
LEAVES SHAKING -SOMETHING is approaching from inside the dense jungle
...

TENSE FACES! DENHAM ... MR GINTING ... KURT ... HERB wipes a bead of
sweat from his brow without taking his eye off the eyepiece ... A GASP
is heard from the GROUP as the bushes part and out steps the mighty ...

SUMATRAN TIGER! It warily steps into the clearing, regarding HERB with
suspicion. He can barely breath as he pans, following the TIGER'S
movements.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
(loud megaphone)
Looking good Herb! Stand by for the roar ... here we go!

DENHAM lowers his MEGAPHONE and throws a large STONE, hitting the TIGER
on the back! The TIGER ROARS!

DENHAM (CONT'D)
Boy! Were those teeth in focus, Herb?

HERB
(choked whisper)
Yeah!

The TIGER sniffs the meat ... REJECTS IT ...

MR GINTING
(quiet)
He doesn't want the meat ...

He SNARLS AT HERB ...

MR GINTING (CONT'D)
(panicked)
Man Eater!!!

DENHAM
A man eater! Fantastic!
(megaphone)
Making history, Herb

PEEK
For Gods sake! Get him outta there!

DENHAM
Just a few more seconds ...

The TIGER suddenly springs on HERB! The cameraman SCREAMS as he topples
backwards - CAMERA, TRIPOD and TIGER landing on top of him!

For a moment, all ONLOOKERS are frozen in their VEHICLES ... MR GINTING
suddenly raises his RIFLE and fires ...

CUT TO

EXT. SUMATRAN DIG - DAY

BANG! BANG! GUNSHOTS echo across the dig site. EVERYBODY stops - looks
around ... LORD DARROW races out of a tent.

AT THAT MOMENT ... The TIGER races out of undergrowth, charging
STRAIGHT THROUGH THE CAMP!!

LORD DARROW
(yelling)
Tiger!!!

CHAOS ERUPTS!

BRIEF IMAGES FLEETING GLIMPSES of the TIGER, racing through the camp -
leaping tables, crashing through tents ... PEOPLE are running, diving,
grabbing RIFLES. ANN pushes a SUMATRAN MAID clear of the TIGER.

VEHICLES suddenly BURST OUT OF THE TREES and career wildly through the
camp! The SUMATRAN? RAN GUIDES are SHOOTING at the fleeing TIGER ...
HERB - battered and bleeding - is FILMING from one of the bouncing
vehicles! DENHAM is balancing in the front seat with a look of EUPHORIA
- like a general leading a CAVALRY CHARGE.

The vehicles do MORE DAMAGE than the TIGER! ANCIENT STATUES are BODE
OVER, GUY ROPES snag on the cars -RIPPING TENTS OUT OF THE GROUND,
LUNCH TABLES are destroyed. PEOPLE that lept away from the TIGER have
to LEAP-- FURTHER to avoid the SPEEDING CARS!

BANG! BANG! The TIGER does a HUGE LEAP as BULLETS whizz by ...
RICOCHETING OFF THE BUDDHA in the BG!!! Lumps of ROTTEN STONE fly off
in clouds of dust.

The TIGER bounds up the bank beside the BUDDHA and DISAPPEARS into the
undergrowth.

LORD DARROW runs at the VEHICLES.

LORD DARROW (CONT'D)
Stop it! You idiots!

ANN races towards her FATHER as the vehicles SLIDE TO A HALT at the
foot of the cliff BELOW THE BUDDHA.

[Stacy Dohm]

ANN
(alarmed)
Father!

LORD DARROW
These are priceless artifacts! They're ruining the site!

DENHAM
(quietly to kurt)
Who is this limey ****?

KURT SHRUGS ... LORD DARROW hurries towards the VEHICLES.

LORD DARROW
Out! Out! All of you! We have been issued with an exclusive permit -

ANN
(interrupting Darrow)
Father ... Father!

THE BUDDHA ... Bullet hits have blown lumps of stone away, revealing a
creepy BRONZE STATUE - concealed beneath the thin "Buddha" shaped outer
layer. Only a small section is revealed, but it is clear that the
BRONZE FIGURE is that of an ANIMAL ...

LORD DARROW
(mesmerized)
What the ...

LORD DARROW rushes up the slope to the STATUE ... He hits the STONE
VENEER with his stick - once, twice, on the THIRD BLOW, the remainder
of the "Buddha" shell suddenly CRUMBLES AWAY and falls in a heap on the
ground!

Exposed for the first time in nearly 800 years is the STATUE OF A
FRIGHTENING ANIMAL ... an APE-LIKE creature -FACE SNARLING with
fearsome RAGE ... bristled fur ... taloned hands. It sits atop a pile
of REAL HUMAN SKULLS, integrated into the bronze work. At the base of
the statue - PANELS OF HIEROGLYPHIC-TYPE INSCRIPTION. An ancient piece
of frightening art ... it sends the GROUP into STUNNED SILENCE.

LORD DARROW (CONT'D)
God Lord ... I don't believe it.

LOW ANGLE ... LORD DARROW turns to face the GROUP, the STATUE filling
the frame behind him. The old man's eyes blaze with obsessive
intensity.

LORD DARROW (CONT'D)
(creepy)
Behold ... the Beast God ... KONG!

MR GINTING backs away, TREBLING.

MR GINTING
(terrified)
Kong.

LORD DARROW
(creepy)
Worshipped by a savage race ... "Talak e a Kong" The Cult of the Beast
God - until now a myth ... a superstition.

The SUMATRANS are all backing away. The EUROPEANS stare at the STATUE -
KURT moves closer, studying the HIEROGLYPHICS on a panel that seems to
contain a CRUDE MAP. The ATMOSPHERE is mesmerizing.  SILENCE ...

DENHAM
(loudly)
That was great your Lordship! Now, if you wouldn't mind - just repeat
that and we'll get it from another angle. Exact same words please!

HERB has been filming LORD DARROW!

LORD DARROW
No photography!!! Turn that thing off!

DENHAM climbs out of his VEHICLE ...

DENHAM
Hi - Carl Denham. I'm A big admirer of your work, sir. I've loved all
your discoveries. I really want to work closely with you on this
incredible find. It'll be good for you and good for me.

ANN
Look Mr Denham - you're not welcome here. Just pack up your cameras and
go.

DENHAM'S face CLOUDS WITH ANGER.

DENHAM
I don't take orders from women in trousers. Herb! Get a close-up of the
big monkey.

HERB carries the TRIPOD and CAMERA towards the STATUE.

DOUGLAS suddenly rushes forward, pushing HERB away ... In a split
second - KURT punches DOUGLAS to the ground, knocking him out!

A GUN COCKS ... ANN has snatched a RIFLE from the CAR. She aims it at
KURT ... he backs away.

ANN
(softly)
Have you got a hearing problem? Get out.

DENHAM'S GROUP climb into their vehicles.

DENHAM
You just made a big mistake, lady. This is a public place - I know my
rights! Charles Lindburg's lawyer's a personal friend of mine. I'm
gonna put you people in litigation hell for the next five years!

CUT TO

INT. VENTURE - DUSK

CLOSE ON A drawing of the MAP from the base of the Kong statue ... It
appears to show the position of a SMALT. ISLAND, south west of the
Sumatran mainland.

KURT is sketching it from memory ... he refers to his TRANSLATION BOOK.
DENHAM and the ship's skipper CAPTAIN ENGLEHORN look on.

KURT
(Slowly)
"Pulau Tengkorak" - The Island of the Skull ...

DENHAM
(excited)
What else? Were there directions?

KIURT
(pause)
Yeah.

KURT looks at them BLANKLY.

 

DENHAM
(frustrated)
Well?

KURT
(slowly)
There were detailed navigational co-ordinates in an ancient Sanskrit
alphabet. I didn't have time to translate it all.

ENGLEHORN
(tense)
Look, I've sailed these waters for twenty-seven years ... there's no
island like that around here.

DENHAM
(more excited)
What a climax to the film - The first white men to set foot on ...
(pauses)
"Skull Island"
(very excited)
Twentieth Century man comes face to face with a ... a ... naked stone
age tribe!

ENGLEHORN
(agitated)
I tell you it doesn't exist!

DENHAM
We need those co-ordinates -someone's gotta get back there and jot the
rest of it down

A cough O.S ... DENHAM'S'S turns and his gaze settles on PEEK standing
in the doorway ...

EXT. SUMATRAN DIG - DUSK

CLOSE ON ANN - skillfully producing an accurate PENCIL RUBBING of the
HIEROGLYPHICS and MAP on a sheet of TRACING PAPER.

LORD DARROW and DOUGLAS are studying the STATUE OF KONG in the soft
twilight ... They talk QUIETLY - out of ANN'S earshot.

LORD DARROW
The Beast God cult flourished up until the fifth century. It originated
on a remote island and quickly spread to the mainland, where the
worshipers were systematically hunted down and killed by the Hindu. No
likeness of Kong was allowed to survive. All trace of this culture was
eliminated as if it had never existed ...

DOUGLAS
(animated)
Are you suggesting a pocket still survives on this island?

LORD DARROW
Maybe ... but, from what we know of the culture, I wouldn't set foot on
the "Island of the Skull" with anything less than full military back-
up.

ANN comes running over, EXCITEDLY waving the finished COPY OF THE MAP.

ANN
Father It's somewhere south-west of here - we need to inform the museum
... · organize an expedition -

LORD DARROW
(interrupts)
All in due course, Ann. Our first responsibility is to get these
artifacts safely back to London.

DARROW checks the time with an ornately engraved SILVER FOB-WATCH.

BINOCULAR POV ANN with MAP, LORD DARROW and DOUGLAS.

ANN
(waving MAP)
But, it's here! An undiscovered island!

CLOSE ON RANDELL PEEK, casing the site from a safe distance...

JACK (O.S.)
Hey!

JACK is scrambling up the hill towards the GROUP.

ANN
Oh God, it's that bloody yank!

LORD DARROW
Now now, Ann! Try be to polite.

JACK
(angry)
Alright old man! You'd better have a good explanation because you've
just lost me ten grand's worth of business!

LORD DARROW
(confused)
I beg your pardon?

JACK
I've gotta contract to clear a hundred thousand acres of rainforest by
Christmas and my entire work force has just walked out. They're spooked
by some weird **** you guys are pulling out of the ground!

LORD DARROW
(casual)
Oh no! That can't be right ... we've had no problems with our people
...

CUT TO

POV TENT FLAP pulled back to reveal ... LARGE EMPTY TENT, clearly
VACATED IN A HURRY.

WIDE SHOT LORD DARROW looks around ... Apart from the HANDFUL of
ENGLISH, camp is deserted. ANN looks flustered. JACK stands with his
hands on his hips.

ANTHONY - another ARCHAEOLOGIST, runs over to LORD DARROW.

ANTHONY
(whispers)
They said the wrath of Kong has returned ... "Those in his shadow will
be plagued by death".

LORD DARROW
(urgent whisper)
Call the shipping company, Tony. It's time we started freighting the
artifacts home.

JACK
Your Lordship! Aren't you forgetting something? I'd appreciate a little
talk about compensation.

LORD DARROW
What?

ANN
He's grubbing for money, father.

JACK
(to ANN)
I just wanna deal with the boss, ok?

ANN
(angry)
No, it's not ok! We're not about to be robbed blind by some two-bit
hustler on the make!

JACK
You - calling me a thief? Well, that's great, coming from a glorified
grave robber! You break into the tomb of some dead Egyptian - the poor
guy's happily enjoying the afterlife when suddenly his **** gets stolen
by a bunch of light fingered limeys!

ANN
Tell me, Mr Driscoll - is it a requirement of the forestry business
that you have to be as thick as the trees you cut down?

LORD DARROW
Ann!

LORD DARROW steps forward - JACK backs away in MOCK HORROR.

JACK
(theatrical)
Holy God! The mummy walks!

ANN
(yelling)
How dare you? My father is the British Museum's most respected
archeologist!

JACK
(yelling)
Do they have him on display at the weekends?

CLOSE ON ANN'S MAP, on a table with OTHER SKETCHES. PEEK calmly grabs
it and heads away. EVERYONE is distracted by the ARGUMENT that
continues ...

ANN
(yelling)
God, you're so obnoxious! Our work happens to be of great
anthropological value!

JACK
(yelling)
Value? ... Value?

JACK grabs an ancient EARTHENWARE POT off a table of ARTIFACTS ...

JACK (CONT'D)
You couldn't get ten cents for this thing! It's cracked!

He tosses the POT over his shoulder, SMASHING it!

BEHIND JACK ...

ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE!!! MILITARY VEHICLES roar into the camp ... 100
SUMATRAN SOLDIERS spill out of several TRUCKS - they stream through the
site, YELLING and PULING PEOPLE FROM TENTS.

SOLDIERS
(yelling)
Out of your tents! Out of your tents!

JACK looks around, totally confused.

LORD DARROW
What is the meaning of this???

[Stacy Dohm]

The Sumatran COLONEL IN CHARGE steps up.

COLONEL
We are closing you down! No more permit! You go home!

TENTS are being TORN DOWN ... ARTIFACTS swept into SACKS. BOOKS and
PAPERS are thrown into a pile and DOUSED WITH PETROL.

LORD DARROW
You can' t destroy these things ... They're part of history.

COLONEL
Some things better left alone.

WHROOOSH' The FIRE roars into life.

A SUDDEN YELL - RANDELL PEEK is thrown to the ground by TWO SOLDIERS.
He is clutching ANN'S MAP!

SOLDIER
He was caught trying to escape!

The COLONEL unrolls the MAP ...

ANN
(very tense)
That's mine.

COLONEL
Burn everything.

He hands the map to a SOLDIER 1 ... ANN tries to rush forward, but is
RESTRAINED by SOLDIER 2.

LORD DARROW sees SOLDIERS streaming away from the KONG STATUE.

LORD DARROW
(distressed)
We're shipping that back to England -

COLONEL
That won't be necessary.

KABOOM!!! The KONG STATUE is BLOWN INTO A 1000 PIECES!!!

LORD DARROW
(quietly)
God forgive you.

DARROW sinks to his knees, CLUTCHING HIS CHEST.

ANN
(horrified)
Father!!!

ANN rushes over as LORD DARROW gently pitches forward onto the ground.
She cradles her father's head in her lap.

ANN (CONT'D)
(panicked)
Somebody help me! Help me!

JACK kneels over LORD DARROW ... shakes his head.

JACK
I'm sorry ...

ANN
(shocked)
No!

ANN bursts into tears ... falls on her FATHER'S BODY, SOBBING with
GRIEF. The COLONEL takes her arm.

COLONEL
Everyone under our protection. You and your father's body will be
escorted to airfield in the morning for plane home. No more permit!

The COLONEL attempts to PULL ANN away from her father's body. JACK
roughly shoves the COLONEL away.

JACK
Leave her alone for Chrissake!

SOLDIER 2 CLUBS JACK with his RIFLE BUTT! JACK falls to the ground ...
SOLDIER 2 snatches LORD DARROW'S FOB-WATCH as a trophy.

SUDDENLY! JACK rockets up, GRABBING SOLDIER 2'S RIFLE. He rams the butt
into the COLONEL'S stomach, smashes SOLDIER 2 across the chin ... The
FOB WATCH falls to the ground. SOLDIER 1 is by the FIRE, about to burn
ANN'S MAP - HE RAISES HIS RIFLE ... In a flash, JACK throws the RIFLE
at SOLDIER 1, knocking him into the FIRE! ANN'S MAP flutters to the
ground.

CONFUSION ERUPTS! SOLDIERS SHOOT wildly at JACK as he disappears into
the darkness ... ANN stands alone by her father's body - ZOMBIE-LIKE.

CLOSE ON The FOB-WATCH ... ANN picks it up. A PIECE OF PAPER blows at
her feet - she looks down at THE MAP.

CLOSE ON PEEK watching her.

CUT TO

JACK dodges a flurry of GLOFIRE and leaps into his TRUCK. He guns the
engine and ROARS OFF down the JUNGLE TRACK.

EXT. JUNGLE TRACK - NIGHT

CLUNK! SOMEBODY jumps onto the TRAY of his TRUCK before he gains much
speed. JACK plants boot and SWERVES VIOLENTLY, trying to THROW THEM
OFF. The INTRUDER nearly rolls out - JACK looks into his SIDE MIRROR
...

ANN'S only just clinging to the side, still CLUTCHING THE MAP ... She
stares ANGRILY INTO THE MIRROR.

ANN
For Godssakes it' s me!

JACK slows enough to allow ANN to clamber into the CAB through the
PASSENGER DOOR.

SMASH! A BULLET shatters the REAR WINDOW as TWO SUMATRAN MILITARY CARS
speed up behind them'

ANN (CONT'D)
They're gaining on us!

The CHASE ACCELERATES out of the jungle, and down a narrow MOUNTAIN
ROAD ... A SHEER 300ft DROP on one side. JACK throws his TRUCK around
corners with recklessness. The STONY TRACK is barely wide enough for a
vehicle -not one sliding around TIGHT CORNERS ... at times ONE WHEEL
hangs out in space. ANN clings to her seat.

JACK has gained on the MILITARY VEHICLES as they reach the bottom of
the hill, racing on a DIRT ROAD beside a MUDDY RIVER ... JACK looks
back - FAILING TO TAKE A CORNER ...

EXT. RIVER - NIGHT

The TRUCK flies off the road, SPLASHING INTO THE RIVER!

JACK and ANN brace themselves as the TRUCK lurches to a halt ... It
lies HALF SUBMERGED in the RIVER beside an old WOODEN PIER. The WATER
LEVEL is just above the bottom of the TRUCK'S WINDOWS. Within seconds
the WATER fills the CAB up to THEIR NECKS.

The FIRST MILITARY VEHICLE roars past ... but the SECOND STOPS. Our old
friends - SOLDIERS 1 & 2, get out and approach the PIER.

JACK
(whisper)
Get out ... Stay under the pier.

BEFORE THEY CAN MOVE A large CROCODILE suddenly LUNGES AT ANN! It's
SNAPPING JAWS thrust in through her SIDE WINDOW.

ANN falls back into JACK'S LAP ... The CROC'S shoulders are too wide
for the window - it gets wedged, SNAPPING at ANN, inches short of her
nose! MORE CROCODILES descend on the TRUCK, CLAWING AT JACK'S WINDOW
and the WINDSCREEN - it threatens to break under the strain.

A FLASHLIGHT BEAM plays on the car ... the TWO SOLDIERS approach
holding RIFLES.

JACK (CONT'D)
(yelling)
Shoot them!

MORE CROCS scramble onto the TRAY, snapping through the broken REAR
WINDOW! JACK and ANN huddle together, their mouths at water level,
TEETH SNAPPING ALL AROUND THEM. JACK can see the TWO SOLDIERS through
the SIDE MIRROR .. they're ENJOYING THE SHOW - cracking a private JOKE.

JACK (CONT'D)
(yelling)
Come here!

The TWO SOLDIERS don't respond.

JACK (CONT'D)
(yelling)
I said come here! I don't have a will and I've got twenty grand stashed
in a Singapore Bank. I want you to have it!

As JACK speaks, he is GASPING FOR AIR and SPITTING OUT WATER ... The
TWO SOLDIERS WARILY APPROACH, their rifles trained on JACK.

JACK (CONT'D)
I know you guys aren't sadistic, evil scum. I know you're really good
boys at heart, and I want you and your families to get some pleasure
from my lifetime of hard work.

JACK'S POV The TWO SOLDIERS edge closer along the PIER -totally
prepared for any trick JACK might pull ... Behind them - A HUGE FAT
CROC has climbed the river bank and is WAITING STEALTHILY onto the
pier!!!

JACK (CONT'D)
Royal Bank of Singapore ... Ask for Mr Sanyun Khan. For Christsake,
don't get him mixed up with Sulkin Khan - the guy works at the next
desk and is a total ****. Won't give you anything!

THE SOLDIERS NOD . The FAT CROC is getting near, but moving VERY
SLOWLY.' ANN too is watching the approaching CROC through the MIRROR.

A SNAPPING CROC nips JACK'S shoulder DRAWING BLOOD. He gasps...

JACK (CONT'D)
I'll give you the account number. You should write it down ... One ...
Seven ... Guys! I'm real worried you're going to forget this! I've got
enough stress at the moment - write the damn thing down!

SOLDIER 1 lowers his rifle and pulls a NOTE-PAD out of his pocket -
just as ...

THE FAT CROC CHARGES! He covers the last few feet moving at LIGHTENING
SPEED. He takes SOLDIER 2 in his JAWS and with a FLICK of his TAIL,
sweeps SOLDIER 1 INTO THE WATER! ALL THE CROCS leave the TRUCK and
descend on the THRASHING SOLDIER like a PACK OF PIRANHAS.

ANN grabs the floating MAP, pushes the door open ... she and JACK
quickly wade to the bank the water behind them a CHURNING MAELSTROM!

The SOLDIER'S VEHICLE ... JACK races up to it and leans in - NO KEYS!

JACK (CONT'D)
Damn!

He does retrieve a PISTOL from the back seat. He tucks it into his
belt.

CUT TO

EXT. SUMATRAN ROAD - NIGHT

ANN and JACK are walking along a road. PADDY FIELDS on one side, JUNGLE
on the other ...the LIGHTS OF PALEMBANG are glowing about 3 miles
ahead.

CAR HEADLIGHTS appear behind them. They quickly duck into the
UNDERGROWTH.

ANN
(excited)
It's Dougie's car!!

JACK hurries to the middle of the road, WAVING at the car. It slows
down ...

SUDDENLY ACCELERATES, BOWLING JACK!! He rolls across the hood, landing
in a heap on the ground.

ANN (CONT'D)
(shocked)
Jack!

ANN runs over to him ... the CAR stops and RANDELL PEEK hops out!

PEEK
Oh God! I didn't see him!

JACK'S EYES FLUTTER OPEN - he looks up to see ...

PEEK suddenly club ANN! She topples over and PEEK snatches the map, an
"it's my lucky night" look on his face. JACK tries to get up, but he's
too stunned and can only watch as PEEK jumps back in the car and speeds
away.

CUT TO

EXT. PALEMBANG HARBOR - DAWN

The "Venture' is STEAMING AWAY from the DOCKS - SMOKE shoots out of
it's FUNNEL as the boiler pressure rises ... The ORANGE LIGHT of DAWN
fills the sky.

CUT TO

EXT. PALEMBANG DOCKS - DAWN

JACK and ANN run onto the DOCK ... They look filthy, bruised and very
tired. ANN watches in despair as the "VENTURE" leaves the HARBOR MOUTH.

ANN
(urgent)
Where do I charter a boat?

JACK
There's nothing fast enough to catch that. Forget it. It's over.

ANN
(angry)
I not doing this for me, Jack! It's for my father. This is possibly the
greatest anthropological discovery of the last two hundred years! It
belongs to him! I'm going to that island ... nothing's going to stop
me!

JACK glances at a NATIVE DUG-OUT.

JACK
You might have some luck with that ... if you paddle as fast as you
talk.

JACK turns and walks away, DUCKING INTO THE SHADOWS as a MILITARY
VEHICLE cruises past in the distance.

ANN (O.S.)
Jack.

JACK turns ... ANN is looking at the OLD 2-SEAT FLOAT-PLANE, beached on
the muddy bank. It is a TOTAL WRECK - broken wings, rudder hanging by
one hinge, control wires snapped and tangled.

ANN (CONT'D)
(hopeful)
Can you fly?

JACK
Are you kidding?! That heap of junk will never leave the ground!

He turns and carries on walking ...

JACK (CONT'D)
Besides, I've given it away. I ain't flown since the war. I ain't ever
flying again.

CUT TO

EXT. SUMATRAN COAST - MORNING

The "VENTURE" is a couple of miles off the Sumatran coast, and heading
out to sea.

INT. VENTURE BRIDGE -- MORNING

CAPTAIN ENGLEHORN is steering the ship. DENHAM is pacing anxiously
while KURT studies ANN'S PENCIL RUBBING. He is marking a course on a
MODERN MAP.

KURT
Here!

DENHAM watches with excitement as KIURT makes a CROSS in the middle of
a vast empty ocean.

KURT (CONT'D)
It says the island is surrounded by salak-pur ... a fog bank.

DENHAM
How many days?

ENGLEHORN
(adement)
There's no island there. We're wasting our time!

DENHAM
(angry)
I'm chartering this vessel,Engelhorn - how many days?

ENGLEHORN
(sullen)
Two... maybe three.

The SOUND of an approaching PLANE!!!

EXT. VENTURE DECK - MORNING

DENHAM and KIURT come out onto the deck, scanning the sky for the plane
...

KURT
Mr Denham!

KURT is pointing at the SEA.

DENHAM
(confused)
What the -

CRASH CUT TO

EXT.

SUMATRAN COAST - MORNING

The OLD FLOAT-PLANE, is speeding along the SURFACE OF THE WATER! The
engine is belching BLACK SMOKE, but is still propelling the wreck at a
far rate of knots. The floats slow signs of HASTY REPAIR to keep them
watertight.

CLOSE ON JACK in the FRONT COCKPIT, with ANN behind him ... SEA SPRAY
is showering them. JACK is keeping an eye on the GAUGES.

CRASH CUT TO

JACK
(yelling above noise)
I'm gonna pull along side. I can't cut the engine - she'll never start
again.

EXT. VENTURE/OCEAN - MORNING

Most of the CREW are lining the DECKS, watching with AMUSEMENT as the
FLOAT-PLANE pulls up along side. ENGLEHORN has cut the engines.

DENHAM groans when he recognizes ANN.

ANN
(yelling)
I'm coming onboard! Throw down a ladder!

DENHAM
(yelling)
You're outta your depth here, Miss Darrow!

ANN
(yelling)
There's no hard feelings, Mr Denham! I just want to come to the island
with you!

DENHAM
(yelling)
Does this look like the "Queen Mary"?? We don't take passengers! Full
steam ahead, Captain Engelhorn!

DENHAM walks away.

JACK
(sarcastic)
Well, that was certainly worth the effort! Whaddya do for an encore?

ANN suddenly reaches forward, SNATCHING THE PISTOL out of JACK'S belt!

DENHAM and ENGELHORN head toward the BRIDGE ... BANG! BANG! ...
GUNSHOTS! They race back to the side ...

BANG! BANG! ANN is PUMPING BULLETS into the plane's FLOATS! It
immediately starts SINKING!

ANN
(yelling)
Are you going to stand there and watch us drown, Gentlemen?

ENGLEHORN (O.S.)
(orders)
Throw down a ladder ... Quick now!

CLOSE ON ... DENHAM.

DENHAM
(muttering)
****!

CUT TO

EXT. OCEAN - DAY

WIDE SHOT ... The "VENTURE" steaming towards the horizon.

INT. ANN'S CABIN - DAY

[Stacy Dohm]

ANN is shown into a SMALL, FUNCTIONAL CABIN by KURT.

ANN
Thank you.

EXT. VENTURE DECK - DAY

KURT closes ANN'S door ... JACK is holding a BUNDLE OF DRY CLOTHES.
Standing outside,

KURT
'Fraid Miss Darrow' s taken the last cabin. I could put you -

JACK
(interrupts)
I'll take care of myself. Thanks.

JACK heads towards the FRONT OF THE SHIP. He approaches an OPEN DOOR
... A PAIR OF FEET protrude from beneath the door.

JACK suddenly kicks the door! With a SCREAM, RANDELL PEEK drops to the
deck, clutching his BLEEDING MOUTH!

JACK (CONT'D)
Sorry! I didn't see you there.

JACK walks on.

EXT. STERN DECK/VENTURE - DAY

CLOSE ON A GOLF BALL sitting on a TEE.

WHACK! DENHAM hits the ball OUT TO SEA ... He is aiming at a small raft
with a GOLF HOLE & FLAG that is being towed a 100 yards behind the
ship!  He wears a CAP and PLUS FOURS.

ANN (O.S.)
Mr Denham ...

DENHAM glances at ANN as he tees up again. She is wearing a borrowed
set of MEN'S CLOTHES.

ANN (CONT'D)
Can I see the map? My father spoke of references to a Beast God ...

DENHAM
(interrupts briskly)
Kong is a myth, nothing but a native superstition, Miss Darrow. All
we're going to find on that island are some primitive people in grass
skirts. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm trying to reduce my handicap.

DENHAM swings at the ball ...

ANN
Have you considered a personality transplant?

DENHAM misses the ball.

EXT. FORE-DECK - DAY

HERB is CLEANING HIS CAMERA in the sunshine - it lies on a blanket IN
PIECES. His SHOULDER is still BANDAGED from the TIGER ATTACK. ANN is
relaxing beside him.

HERB
I know he can be a little crass, but Mr Denham's basically a good guy
... put both my kids through school.

HERB lifts the CAMERA BODY and WINCES.

ANN
ANN How's your shoulder?

HERB
Shoulder's fine ... It's this -

HERB pulls up his sleeve - ANN flinches at the sight of an UGLY SCAR on
his arm.

HERB (CONT'D)
(matter-of-fact)
Sea Lion up in Nova Scotia. No hospitals ... it was stitched up by an
Eskimo housewife using penguin gut. The sinew never really mended.

ANN
That's terrible!

HERB
(misunderstanding)
No, no - we got the shot. Mr Denham won an award for that picture.
Personally I'm more proud of "Animal Love in the Rockies" -I got some
wonderful footage of a pair of Grizzlies - er, you know ... mating.
Excuse my language!

HERB pulls up his TROUSER LEG, revealing AN ARTIFICIAL LIMB!

HERB (CONT'D)
Cost me my leg - but as Mr Denham says ... "Pain is temporary, Film is
forever"

ANN looks appalled.

EXT. DECK - NIGHT

ANN emerges from the door, walks past a COVERED LIFE BOAT and leans on
the RAIL. KURT is hunched on a box, playing a VIOLIN.

It is a HEAVY SEA, and SPRAY mists over ANN, her BLONDE HAIR blows in
the wind ... it is a LYRICAL MOMENT.

ANN
(to KURT)
Do you know "Brahm's Lullaby"?

KURT
(shakes head)
Can't say I do, Miss Darrow.

ANN
When I was little and away from home, father would sing it to me when I
got scared ...
(singing softly))
"Lullaby and good-night, Go to bed and sleep tight ..."

KURT recognizes the TUNE and JOINS in with his VIOLIN ... ANN continues
singing, withdrawing her father's SILVER FOB-WATCH from her jacket.

ANN (CONT'D)
(singing softly)
"Close your eyes, start to yawn, Pleasant dreams until dawn."

ANN releases her father's WATCH and it disappears into the churning sea
... She wanders away down the deck.

VOMIT SOUNDS ... ANN JUMPS WITH FRIGHT as the LIFEBOAT COVER suddenly
lifts up and JACK leans out, THROWING UPi He glances at ANN with BLEARY
EYES.

JACK
Haven't found my sea-legs yet. I'm not a good sailor ... bur's who's
complaining? I'm on a wonderful cruise with first class accommodation
... and a beautiful babe has just walked into my bedroom.

JACK rolls back in the LIFEBOAT ...

JACK (CONT'D)
Yeah! Life's looking pretty damn good at the moment.

ANN
I don't know what happened to you, Jack ... but I can't believe you
were always this much of a bastard.

JACK
(shrugs)
When this boat finally reaches Jakata, I'll be first off. You'll never
see me again ... and believe me - that day cannot come soon enough.
I've got no problem with you ignoring me for the rest of the voyage.

ANN turns and walks away ... to the SOUND of the SOULFUL VIOLIN.

INT. ANNE'S CABIN - DAWN

ANN wakes to the SOUND of VOICES and RUNNING FEET.

EXT. DECK - DAWN

ANN emerges from her cabin, hurriedly pulling a SWEATER on. KIURT runs
past, heading for the BRIDGE.

KURT
(excited)
We've arrived!

INT. BRIDGE - DAWN

A SWEEPING PAN of the HORIZON ...

... NOTHING BUT EMPTY SEA.

DENHAM, ENGLEHORN, KURT and ANN are standing BRIDGE, looking in ALL
DIRECTIONS.

ENGLEHORN
(smug)
I guess that answers your questions. There's no island on these co-
ordinates - not even a lousy fog-bank.

DENHAM
(angry)
Well, that was a monumental waste of time! I pay good money, only to be
taken on some wild goose chase!
(to KURT)
I made the mistake of trusting my idiot translator!

JACK arrives in the doorway ... He glances at the CHARTS.

ANN
It has to be here! It was on the map!

ENGLEHORN
I'm turning this ship around. We're charting a course for Jakata!

ANN
No! This is my father's discovery! You can't just abandon the search.

DENHAM
I have to apologize, Miss Darrow. It seems we've all been badly misled.
Kurt! I want you to take this the right way - you're a genuine moron!

ANN BREAKS DOWN INTO SOBS ... JACK looks at her - MAKES A DECISION ...

JACK
We're further south than this.

He's pointing at the CROSS marking the island. ANN looks at him, a
flicker of HOPE crosses her face. DENHAM raises his eyebrows ...
ENGLEHORN FROWNS.

JACK (CONT'D)
I'd guess we're at least half a degree below the charted course. The
island's a couple of hundred miles north-west.

ENGLEHORN
Impossible!

JACK
I know how to navigate, Captain Englehorn. You've made a mistake.

ENGLEHORN
(flustered)
This is lunacy! He's talking nonsense.

DENHAM
(darkly)
Steer a course north-west, Captain Englehorn.

EXT. DECK - DAWN

JACK is walking away from the bridge ... ANN runs after him.

ANN
Jack!

JACK pauses ...he turns. She wipes the LAST OF HER TEARS AWAY

ANN (CONT'D)
I want to thank you.

JACK
It's ok.I know what you were feeling.

ANN
I can't imagine you crying.

JACK
Relax ... it was fifteen years ago. I don't do it now.

JACK turns and walks away.

CUT TO

INT. DENHAM'S CABIN - NIGHT

DENHAM hosting dinner for JACK and ANN. He is in a relaxed, jovial
mood. He reaches under the TABLE and produces a GIFT-WRAPPED PRESENT
... he hands it to ANN - she is surprised.

DENHAM
It's time to smoke the peace pipe - as we say back in America.
(gestures at gift)
I bought it in Singapore for the wife, but I'd like you to have it.

ANN holds up a PALE SATIN NIGHTDRESS and QUILTED DRESSING GOWN. JACK
raises his eyebrows.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
I hope it fits ... Mrs Denham's a big lady.

ANN
(being polite)
It's ... lovely.

DENHAM
Miss Darrow ... I've been thinking. I would very much like to dedicate
this motion picture to the memory of your father. It's a great shame he
wasn't able to join us on this adventure. Truly a wonderful man.

JACK and ANN exchange a look.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
I thought that with your assistance we could have the premiere at the
Albert Hall. We'll take out a full page ad in Variety - "The Lord
Darrow Benefit screening". We'll invite the King of England - hell,
we'll get the whole Royal Family along! It'd be good for them and good
for us!

ANN
(pause)
To be quite honest, Mr Denham ... I find the whole idea to be quite
reprehensible.

DENHAM grins and lights a CIGAR ...

DENHAM
Thank you! I thought it was quite clever myself!

AT THAT MOMENT The SHIP'S ENGINES SUDDENLY STOP.

DENHAM frowns.

EXT. DECK/VENTURE - NIGHT

[Stacy Dohm]

DENHAM leads the way onto the deck, followed by JACK and ANN ... ALL
THREE STARE IN AWE ...

WIDE SHOT The "VENTURE" sits on a FLAT SEA, DWARFED by nearly vertical
TOWERING WALT. OF FOG ... It rises hundreds of feet into the air, lit
by an EERIE MOONLIGHT.

INT. BRIDGE - NIGHT

CLOSE ON ENGLEHORN knocks back a GLASS OF SCOTCH. He sits alone in the
BRIDGE ... the ship has stopped, the wheel abandoned.

DENHAM, ANN and JACK race into the BRIDGE.

ENGLEHORN
I can take you no further, Denham.

Is trembling with fear. KURT arrives on the BRIDGE.

DENHAM
Kurt! Take her into the fog. Nice and slowly.

KIURT pushes the lever to "Slow Ahead" and MANS THE WHEEL as the
"VENTURE" starts to crawl towards the fog.

ENGLEHORN downs ANOTHER SCOTCH.

ENGLEHORN
Seven years ago I picked up a castaway - the skipper of a Norwegian
barque.

The GROUP listen to ENGLEHORN in SILENCE.

ENGLEHORN (CONT'D)
I have never seen a man so mentally ravaged. He had gone blind, not
through any injury -but because his mind could no longer deal with the
terrible sights he had witnessed. I sat with him during his last night
on earth, listening to his fevered whisperings. He spoke of sailing
into a thick fog and of running aground on an uncharted island. He
spoke of a huge wall, built by a long forgotten civilization and of a
creature - neither man nor beast - that lived behind that wall.  Of the
thirty crewmen who made it ashore, he was the only one who looked into
the eyes of the Beast and survived.

ANN instinctively grasps JACK'S HAND.

ENGLEHORN (CONT'D)
If we sail into that fog, it will be the death of us all.

LOW ANGLE DENHAM - the WINDOWS of the bridge behind him.

ENGLEHORN (CONT'D)
I'm not a man who easily succumbs to fear, Captain Englehorn.

As DENHAM talks, the FOG swirls over the WINDOWS, encapsulating the
"VENTURE" in a MILKY SHROUD.

CUT TO

EXT. FOG BANK - NIGHT

The "VENTURE" glides silently through the fog.

EXT. VENTURE DECKS - NIGHT

MONTAGE ... TENSE FACES ANN ... JACK ... DENHAM ...ENGLEHORN. Nobody
talks, just stares ahead into the gloom ... CREW line the front of the
boat, looking for rocks ... The PROPELLERS push the ship forward ...The
PROW cuts through the water.

ANN
There's a light up ahead.

JACK
Sun's coming up ...
(checks watch)
We've been in the fog for six hours.

The FOG now glows a SICKLY YELLOW as the "VENTURE" glides on.

EXT. UNDERWATER - DAWN

The "VENTURE'S" HULL scraps against a CORAL OUTCROP.

EXT. VENTURE DECKS - DAWN

A SAILOR calls from the prow ...

SAILOR
(yelling)
Eight fathoms!

KURT is manning the wheel ... he glances at DENHAM, who is staring
intently ahead.

DENHAM
Hold her steady ...

ANN GASPS!

The FOG is suddenly clearing ... within seconds the spectacular sight
of S ISLAND materializes in front of them! ... About 7 miles long by 1
mile wide, STEEP CLIFFS rising from the sea, DENSE JUNGLE growth across
it's interior. The island has several JAGGED RIDGES, dominated by a
tall, sheer MOUNTAIN at the far end.

ANN is looking through BINOCULARS.

ANN
(exited)
I can see the wall!

JACK takes the BINOCULARS ...

BINOCULAR POV At the closest end, the island forms a NARROW PENINSULA
... jutting above the canopy of TREES, JACK can make out the top of a
HUGE STONE WALL., seemingly cutting the peninsula off from the rest of
the island. OTHER RUINS are visible ... At the foot of the peninsula is
a SANDY BEACH, the only visible LANDING SITE.

DENHAM has been conspicuously SILENT ... he is leaning against the
rail, ENTRANCED by the island.

CLOSE ON DENHAM.

DENHAM
(quietly)
We've hit paydirt ...

CUT TO

EXT. SKULL ISLAND -- DAY

Of the LONGBOATS is rowing towards the island. DENHAM, JACK, ANN,
ENGLEHORN, KURT, HERB, PEEK and TWO SAILORS are on board. With the
exception of ANN, JACK and HERB, everybody carries RIFLES. The
"VENTURE" is moored in the background. HERB is FILMING from the prow.

They row through jagged rocks ... past the WRECK of a wooden coastal
schooner - possibly the NORWEGIAN BARQUE, ENGLEHORN referred to. The
SKELETAL SHIP is a creepy sight - particularly the row of STRANGE BIRD-
LIKE CREATURES perched along a rotten mainspar.

The BOAT rounds an OUTCROP of rocks, and lines up for the shore ... An
EERIE PHENOMENA suddenly occurs - The distant MOUNTAIN, a mid range
RIDGE LINE and foreground ROCKS all line up - providing an abstract,
but distinct image of a HUMAN SKULL ... visible only from that one
position.

ANN
(captivated)
Skull Island ...

CUT TO

EXT. BEACH - DAY

The BOAT is washed onto the beach. HERB jumps out, CAMERA & TRIPOD on
his shoulder. KURT jostles PEEK who is struggling with his TAPE
RECORDER.

PEEK
(angry)
Watch the tape recorder! You wanna buy me a new one?

DENHAM
Let me go first ... Roll camera!

HERB films as DENHAM wades ashore, playing to the camera.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
(to cameras)
This is a historic moment as Carl Denham becomes the first white man to
set foot on virgin soil!

ANN bounds excitedly up the beach.

ANN
Look!

Runs towards the edge of the JUNGLE ... STONE STRUCTURES become
visible, half buried in VINE STREWN JUNGLE. The style of stonework is
unusual - As advanced as the INCAS or EGYPTIANS, but with flowing
GAUDI-like lines and the strange mixture of STONE, BRONZE and BONE seen
earlier.

ANN heads towards an ARCHWAY, set into a cliff. It is clearly the
ENTRANCE to a tunnel. She is so excited, like a little girl at a picnic
... JACK realizes she's unstoppable and runs after her, calling back to
the others.

JACK
Everybody stay close!

KURT and PEEK follow JACK, but DENHAM no intention of compromising his
film.

DENHAM
Get a shot of me discovering the ruins, Herb!

HERB sets up.

INT. TUNNEL/CRYPT - DAY

ANN is leading JACK, KURT and PEEK into the tunnel. It is man-made, and
ORNATELY DECORATED. LIGHT FILTERS in through cracks in the roof and
occasional areas where STONES have fallen in.

The TUNNEL suddenly widens out to a large CHAMBER ... The GROUP
collectively GASP at the sight of over a hundred MUMMIES lining the
walls! They are all neatly arranged in alcoves and are dressed in some
kind of CEREMONIAL clothing ... A HUGE STATUE of KONG stands sentry at
the far end of the chamber - which clearly carries on through another
archway. The place has the atmosphere of a Cathedral.

ANN picks up a SMALL. BRONZE FIGURINE of KONG ...

ANN
(exited)
It's the same image - Kong!

JACK
Leave it, Ann.

OLD DRIED FLOWERS adorn the MUMMIES, arranged in garlands ... JACK
frowns as he approaches one MUMMY, decorated with BRIGHTER THAN USUAL
flowers ... he touches them.

JACK (CONT'D)
These are fresh ...

EXT. BEACH/JUNGLE - DAY

DENHAM is onto his third take of a shot which involves him pulling
vines away from a statue and reacting in terribly theatrical manner.

HERB'S VIEWFINDER POV DENHAM pulls vines away and REACTS ... he
suddenly looks past CAMERA and REACTS with GENUINE ALARM as SPEARS
enter HERB'S SHOT! They are pointing at DENHAM.

CLOSE ON HERB, his eye to the eyepiece as we sense FIGURES gathering
BEHIND HIM.

DENHAM
(tense)
Keep rolling, Herb.

ENGLEHORN and the TWO SAILORS close in behind DENHAM, RIFLES at the
ready.

WIDER A steadily increasing GROUP of SKULL ISLAND NATIVES are emerging
from the thick undergrowth between the ruins. DENHAM'S EYES flick left
and right as he becomes aware that his small party is becoming
surrounded.

[Stacy Dohm]

The SKULL ISLAND NATIVES are similar to Solomon Islanders Their skins
are very dark, their features broad - but that is where the Melonesian
likeness stops ... Like the architecture, their dress, head-wear and
weapons suggest an INCA or EGYPTIAN level of culture, but with a
fierceness, or even violence suggested in their design. This is not
afro and grass skirt territory - these people are SCARY ... we will
refer to them as "NATIVES" ...

The NATIVES have their WEAPONS poised ... a TENSE MOMENT, it could go
either way. DENHAM offers his hand to the LEAD NATIVE.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
Hi, Carl Denham ... how's it going? Do you boys mind if we do a little
filming?

The LEAD NATIVE raises a knife ... DENHAM blanches ... fingers TIGHTEN
on TRIGGERS ...

The LEAD NATIVE produces a leather GOURD and stabs it -MILKY LIQUID
flows out. He takes a mouthful and offers it to DENHAM.

ENGLEHORN
(tense)
Take a drink, Denham.

DENHAM drinks a mouthful and passes it to ENGLEHORN and the SAILORS.
DENHAM wipes his lips, relieved at this gesture of friendliness. He
clamps a hand on the LEAD NATIVE'S shoulder.

DENHAM
Sir ... How would you like to star in a major motion picture?
(belches)
... I can offer you some net points!

CUT TO

INT. TUNNELS/CRYPT - DAY

JACK, ANN, PEEK and KURT are in the MUMMY chamber when the DRUMS START
... accompanied by a LOW MOANING, almost TRANCE-like.

ANN leads the way further up the tunnel complex - towards the SOUND.

PEEK
This is crazy! We gotta go back to the ship - get more guys!

The OTHERS ignore him and continue their WARY journey ...

INT. SKULL CHAMBER - DAY

JACK, ANN, KURT, followed by PEEK - too scared to head back by himself
- walk into a large chamber, about the size of a squash court. DAYLIGHT
FLOODS IN through openings carved in the representation of the EYES,
NOSE and MOUTH of a SKULL ... The MOUTH being the doorway which leads
straight into the heart of the NATIVE CITY. The RITUALISTIC SOUNDS are
very LOUD.

The GROUP hurry across the chamber and peer out Of the doorway, careful
to remain concealed ... They stare in WONDERMENT at the sight ahead ...

EXT. NATIVE CITY -- DAY

SPECTACULAR RUINS surround an open square ... It is FILLED with NATIVES
- in the midst of a WEIRD RITUALISTIC CEREMONY ... A YOUNG WOMAN sits
bedecked in flowers atop AN ALTAR in the center of the square ...

... DWARFING ALL ELSE is the WALL. It rises directly from the square,
towering 5 stories into the air. A STONE structure, with ORNATE
CARVINGS and decorated with HUGE TUSK-like BONES and BRONZE KONG
figures. In the center of the wall is an ENORMOUS 40 foot WOODEN GATE,
strongly built and very old. From the vines and weeds that grow from
cracks, it has clearly not been used for many years. The wall is not
vertical on this side - it slopes like the pyramids, allowing quick
access to the top.

JACK frowns ... DENHAM, ENGLEHORN, HERB and the TWO SAILORS are TAKING
PART in the CEREMONY!! They are totally out of it - DENHAM is stripped
down to his BOXER SHORTS and GARTERED SOCKS! He is in a frenzied dance
with 2 NATIVE GIRLS, drinking greedily from the GOURD, milky fluid
spilling down his chest ... ENGLEHORN is on his knees in some kind of
FERVOR, MAIDENS smearing paint over his bare chest, a WITCH-DOCTOR
piercing his nose with a ring! HERB and the TWO SAILORS are in similar
states of DRUG INDUCED DELIRIUM.

PEEK
Holy ****!

The NATIVES suddenly drop to their knees, all facing the YOUNG WOMAN
who remains STRANGELY SERENE. They start CHANTING softly ... "KONG ...
KONG ... KONG"

ANN
(whispering)
She looks like a bride ... Is it a wedding?

KURT
It's a sacrificial ceremony. They're gonna kill the girl.

ANN looks at him ... HORRIFIED.

JACK
(sudden urgency)
She's not the only one!

From JACK'S position he can see YOUNG NATIVE MEN armed with SPIKED
CLUBS quickly closing in on DENHAM, ENGLEHORN, HERB and the TWO SAILORS
- who are still off their faces, oblivious to their own impending
deaths.

JACK turns to PEEK.

JACK (CONT'D)
Give me your gun!

PEEK
(worried)
What for?

JACK
(yelling)
Give it to me!

JACK wrenches the RIFLE out of PEEK'S grasp ...

TOO LATE! SAILOR 1 is clubbed to the ground] JACK targets ANOTHER
NATIVE about to kill ENGLEHORN ...

BANG! The NATIVE is shot off his feet! ... The CEREMONY SUDDENLY GOES
QUIET! Without the incessant noise, we can clearly hear DENHAM SINGING
a MUSIC HALL TUNE.

JACK steps out into the SQUARE, SWINGING the RIFLE from SIDE TO SIDE
... The LOUD GUNSHOT has stunned the NATIVES, but JACK knows they
haven't got much time.

JACK (CONT'D)
(urgent)
We're heading back to the ship. Grab them!

KURT and PEEK step into the square ... followed by ANN.

The NATIVES GASP! They stare at her ... She looks around nervously,
GOLDEN HAIR swirling in the SUNLIGHT. NATIVES resume their chant "KONG
... KONG ... KONG" - except this time it's DIRECTED AT ANN!

ANN, KURT and PEEK quickly steer DENHAM, ENGLEHORN, HERB and SAILOR 2
back through the RUINED CITY towards the beach. They have to herd them
like sheep ... DENHAM is staring at his fingers like someone who has
never seen a hand before ... ENGLEHORN is GIGGLING at some private
joke.

A NATIVE starts rising ... JACK fires into the air, and they back away
EN MASS. PEEK puts his hands over his ears as over 100 NATIVES suddenly
emit a strange PIERCING SCREECH like a pack of frightened monkeys.

JACK (CONT'D)
(yelling)
Go ... Go!

ANN pushes DENHAM, drags ENGLEHORN by the hand ... KURT has LIFTED HERB
over his shoulder ...

EXT. RUINED CITY/JUNGLE - DAY

The GROUP hurrying through the last of the RUINS ... nearing the BEACH.
NATIVES are following them, stealthily slipping behind RUINS and
UNDERGROWTH ... ALL EYES ON ANN. JACK is covering their retreat,
occasionally shooting over the NATIVE'S HEADS if they get too close.

PEEK is roughly shoving SAILOR 2 along - he suddenly STOOPS DOWN,
snatching up DENHAM'S discarded RIFLE ... He spins around and starts
shooting straight at the NATIVES!

PEEK
(screaming)
Get back you bastards ... Back!

The NATIVES suddenly FRENZY at the sight of their comrades FALLING DEAD
... THEY CHARGE!

JACK
(yelling)
Run!

EXT. BEACH - DAY

ANN races across the sand, pushing DENHAM and ENGLEHORN ... KURT
staggers towards the boat, carrying HERB. He spins around, FIRING HIS
RIFLE one handed ... JACK is FIRING ... PEEK runs past, heading for the
boat -having abandoned SAILOR 2 to his fate ... he falls under a sea of
NATIVE CLUBS and SPEARS.

KURT reaches the boat, dumping HERB on top of PEEK. He pulls ANN,
DENHAM and ENGLEHORN in as the NATIVES flood across the beach. JACK
pushes off and clambers into the boat ... They rapidly head out to sea,
leaving the NATIVES SCREAMING on the beach.

CUT TO

INT. DENHAM'S CABIN/VENTURE - NIGHT

DENHAM is slumped across the table, holding his head ... EYES
BLOODSHOT, SALIVA hangs in a drop from his chin ... It's the hangover
from hell! KURT/RT is fussing around ... he offers DENHAM a GLASS OF
LIVER SALTS.

The CABIN DOOR swings open and ENGLEHORN stands there, supporting
himself in the doorway. He looks worse than DENHAM, mainly due to the
RING PIERCING HIS NOSE - the whole area has come up in a NASTY BRUISE.
It is now NIGHT ... clearly several hours having passed since their
return to the ship.

ENGLEHORN
(gasping)
They're stoking the boilers. As soon as we've got some steam, we're
outta here.

DENHAM
(slurred)
We should never have come! I pay you good money, only to have my life
endangered. You'll be hearing from my lawyer!

ENGLEHORN gives DENHAM a parting SCOWL, and staggers away...

EXT. VENTURE DECKS - NIGHT

ENGLEHORN lurches down the deck.

ENGLEHORN
(gasped yell)
Prepare the ship for sailing!

JACK is leaning against the rail, looking at Skull Island. ANN hurries
over.

ANN
(worried)
Jack!

JACK
We're leaving.

ANN
But . . . we can' t Jack, I need time to collect artifacts ... make
sketches ... gather evidential information.

JACK
(sighs)
Ann ... you're father is dead. You have nothing to prove anymore.

ANN'S hand TIGHTENS on something in her pocket. JACK frowns and gently
pulls her hand out ... she's clutching the small KONG FIGURINE!

JACK (CONT'D)
Oh Jesus ... you took it.

ANN
Jack! This is the archeological find of the century!

JACK
(angry)
This **** is bad luck! Don't you understand? You treat it like a game -
two men have already died!

JACK grabs the FIGURINE.

ANN
(angry)
Give it back!

JACK
I'm not sailing with this thing on board!

ANN
(horrified)
No! Don't!

JACK THROWS IT OVERBOARD!

ANN (CONT'D)
(furious)
You bastard!

ANN tries to STRIKE JACK - he GRABS HER WRISTS.

JACK
Don't blame me if something bad happens, coz I ain't gonna be around to
save you!

ANN pulls away.

ANN
(yelling)
Save me? Is that what you think your role in life is? You've been out
of circulation far too long! Things have moved on since Tarzan and
Jane! You poor, puffed up little peacock of a man - you're pathetic!

Storms off ... JACK looks HURT.

INT. ANN'S CABIN - NIGHT

POV from ANN'S PORTHOLE The PENINSULA on SKULL ISLAND is AGLOW with an
ORANGE LIGHT ... DRUMS and CHANTING can be heard ...

PULL back into ANN'S CABIN. She is sitting on the bed, hugging her
knees ... looking at the island.

The "VENTURE'S" ENGINES start HUMMING, drowning out sounds from the
NATIVES. ANN looks THOUGHTFUL ...

EXT. VENTURE DECK - NIGHT

ANN steps onto the DECK, hugging the coat around her shoulders. She
looks around ...

The TARPAULIN on JACK'S LIFEBOAT moves. ANN approaches it...

ANN
Jack? About those things I said ... I didn't mean it. Jack, I'm sorry.

KURT (O.S.)
(yelling)
Weigh the anchor!

LOW ANGLE from inside LIFEBOAT looking up at ANN She sighs, leans
against the boat ...

SUDDENLY! TWO NATIVES RISE BEHIND ANN!!! They grab her, clamping a hand
over her mouth!

WIDER SEVERAL NATIVES are silently creeping over the -VENTURE"! They
lift ANN over the side ... she STRUGGLES helplessly as they PASS HER
DOWN into a NATIVE DUG OUT.

WITHOUT A SOUND, THE NATIVES slip back into their CANOES and paddle
away towards SKULL ISLAND!

JACK (O.S.)
(alarmed)
ANN!!!

JACK is running along the DECK, having just CAUGHT A GLIMPSE of the
CANOES before they VANISH into the GLOOM.

The "VENTURE'S" ENGINES WIND UP and she starts MOVING AWAY towards the
FOG BANK!

INT. DENHAM'S CABIN - NIGHT

JACK bursts into DENHAM'S cabin ...

JACK
They've taken Ann!

DENHAM grunts and reaches for his clothes.

EXT. VENTURE DECK - NIGHT

JACK runs along the ship, yelling at the WHEEL-HOUSE.

JACK
Stop the ship!

ENGLEHORN emerges from the wheel-house.

JACK (CONT'D)
Ann's been taken!

DENHAM strides down the deck.

DENHAM
(yelling)
All hands on deck! I want volunteers!

SAILORS flood out of doorways.

CUT TO

INT. VENTURE ARMORY - NIGHT

DENHAM is in the bowels of the ship ... He is unlocking a HEAVY
PADLOCKED DOOR while about JACK and 20 SAILORS crowd in behind him.

DENHAM
A man's gotta have a little insurance in a job like mine ...

DENHAM throws the door open ... 25 brand new THOMPSON SUB-MACHINE GUNS
are neatly lined up in racks. Complete with 70 round drum magazines,
the TOMMY GUN is the Chicago gangster's weapon-of-choice.

DENHAM swings around, clipping a DRUM into his TOMMY GUN ... a FAT
CIGAR in his mouth.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
Carl Denham Productions has lust declared war on Skull Island!

CUT TO

EXT. NATIVE CITY - NIGHT

[Stacy Dohm]

CLOSE ON ANN ... She is being prepared for SACRIFICE! NATIVES are
holding her arms ... A BRIDAL HEAD-DRESS is placed on her head,
COVERING HER HAIR. She is in the middle of the CROWDED SQUARE, lit by
FLAMING TORCHES.

She closes her eyes ... STRANGELY SUBDUED.

The WITCH-DOCTOR DANCES in front of her, FLICKING OILS from a small pot
over her body.

ANN SUDDENLY LASHES OUT She kicks the WITCH-DOCTOR in the NUTS,
simultaneously PULLING HER HANDS FREE and RUNNING through the crowd
towards the beach'

She only gets 5 paces ...

ANN is TACKLED and ROUGHLY HOISTED ONTO the ALTAR. HER HANDS are tied
securely to 2 ornately carved pillars. TEARS flood into her eyes.

"KONG ... KONG ... KONG" THE CHANT begins.

NATIVES start TURNING a HUGE WHEEL and the ALTAR STARTS TO CLIMB the
slope towards the TOP OF THE WALL, moving on tracks like a primitive
cable car.

CLOSE ON NATIVE FACES, screaming and Chanting, building up to a FRENZY.
They climb the WALT behind ANN, carrying FLAMING TORCHES.

NATIVE SOUNDS FADE AWAY ... BEAUTIFUL, SAD MUSIC drifts in, giving the
sequence an ETHEREAL ATMOSPHERE.

EXT. WALL./JUNGLE - NIGHT

ANN is weeping as the ALTAR reaches the top of the wall. For the first
time, we get a glimpse of the OTHER SIDE ...

The WALL falls away vertically into a ROCKY GROTTO that leads into the
DENSE TANGLED JUNGLE of S ISLAND.

The ALTAR stops ON TOP OF THE WALL.. Over 100 natives arrive just
behind ANN, and spread out along the parapet. 2 NATIVES in CEREMONIAL
COSTUME kneel beside the ALTAR, quickly and expertly adjusting BOLTS
AND LEVERS.  They signal back down to the SQUARE ...

ANN gasps as the ALTAR suddenly lurches out OVER THE EDGE OF THE WALL!
It is being slowly SWUNG OUT over the GROTTO by a pair of cantilevered
arms, hinged at the base of the wall.

CLOSE ON NATIVE torches LIGHT POOLS OF OIL contained in cavities at the
top of the wall. SMALL DAMS are released, allowing the FLAMING OIL to
flow down CHUTES and CHANNELS, cleverly cut into the cliffs on either
side of the grotto.

The FLAMING OIL ignites LARGER POOLS in HUGE HOLLOWED OUT CHAMBERS
within the cliffs - carved into the shape of SKULLS. The SKULLS burst
into GLOWING LIFE - just like 40 foot high HALLOWEEN PUMPKINS!

 

WIDE SHOT ANN looks TINY atop the ALTAR which has almost reached the
ground ... The ENORMOUS GLOWING SKULLS illuminating her ... The WALL
TOWERING UP BEHIND HER. NATIVES line the top of the wall, holding FIERY
TORCHES. The ALTAR settles into neatly CARVED RECESSES.

THE HUGE GONG STARTS TOLLING ...

ANN is facing the INKY BLACK JUNGLE ... She is PANTING hard, trying to
face her death with as much composure as she can muster.

A LOUD SPLINTERING SOUND comes from within the JUNGLE -something VERY
BIG is moving towards the GROTTO!

NATIVES CHANT "KONG ... KONG ... KONG"

ANN instinctively pulls at her bonds - to no avail. She can now see a
DARK SHAPE approaching her. OILY SMOKE from the FIRES drifts across,
OBSCURING HER VISION ... she can now only hear the FOOTSTEPS. It is a
HUGE CREATURE, BREATHING HEAVILY ... It stops in front of her - SMOKE
still blocking her vision ... She looks down - a GIANT LEATHERY FOOT is
visible! She looks up into the murk ... TEARS ROLL DOWN HER CHEEKS...

The NATIVES suddenly go SILENT.

KONG! ... a 25 foot SILVER-BACK GORILLA.A. His fur is MATTED, ANCIENT
SCARS mark his body - evidence of life and death struggles with unknown
beasts. His face is AGED - SILVER HAIR predominant. He is resting on
his KNUCKLES.

KONG rises on his hind legs and BEATS HIS CHEST ... ANN SCREAMS!!!

ALL the NATIVE'S launch into their piercing MONKEY SCREECH ... It WINDS
KONG UP! He leans down, ROARING only inches from ANN'S FACE, then
suddenly starts PACING FURIOUSLY from SIDE TO SIDE - like a caged
animal. He ROARS at the NATIVES atop the WALL.

KONG suddenly CHARGES at the WOODEN GATE! He crashes against it,
causing the ENTIRE WALL TO SHUDDER violently ... A NATIVE loses his
balance and topples off! He THUDS INTO THE GROUND at KONG'S FEET ...
KONG quickly scoops him up and BITES HIS HEAD OFF in a PG 13 kinda way!

The NATIVES ROAR like spectators in a gladiator's arena.

KONG leans over ANN ... The strength suddenly drains out of her legs
and she SLUMPS between the pillars. KONG reaches forward and with an
almost delicate touch, he lifts her in his hand. She SCREAMS as she
rises into the air ... TOWARDS HIS MOUTH. He ROARS at her, and turns
abruptly back to the JUNGLE.

The NATIVES CHANT "KONG ... KONG ... KONG"

SUDDENLY! BAM! BAM! BAM! NATIVES topple in a BURST OF GUNFIRE!

EXT. NATIVE CITY - NIGHT

JACK is leading the charge into the RUINED CITY! 40 GUYS - most armed
with TOMMY GUNS - are blazing in all directions! The NATIVES flee in a
MAD PANIC as JACK runs straight for the GATE.

He rushes up to a small OBSERVATION GRILL ...

JACK'S POV KONG disappearing into the JUNGLE clutching ANN - she is
SCREAMING and KICKING.

JACK turns back to the SAILORS ...

JACK
(urgent)
Ann's alive! Quick!

JACK backs away from the wall, and starts FIRING his TOMMY GUN at the
BOLT securing the WOODEN GATE. OTHER SAILORS join in, SPLINTERING the
TIMBERS in a HAIL OF LEAD.

Ail 40 SAILORS push the HUGE GATE and it slowly OPENS, exposing the
JUNGLE beyond. DENHAM runs up, SWEATING AND PANTING.

DENHAM
Did you see her?

JACK
Yeah, I saw her ... she was carried into the jungle by ... an animal.

DENHAM
(worried)
What was it, Jack?

JACK HESITATES ...

JACK
An ape ... some kind of ape.

DENHAM sighs with relief ... He turns to the SAILORS.

DENHAM
(heroic)
Did you hear that, boys? We're looking for a monkey! Englehorn -stay
here with twenty men. Keep the natives at bay.  The rest of you, follow
me!
(to HERB)
Cut! Was that great or what?

HERB has been FILMING DENHAM!

HERB
GREAT, MR DENHAM'

JACK grabs DENHAM'S ARM.

JACK
Listen buddy! Cut the crap! We're looking for Ann, not making a Goddamn
movie!

DENHAM
Jack ... You get to save the girl and I get my third act! It's gonna be
good for you and good for me!

JACK
You better not slow us down, Denham!

JACK hurries through the gates towards the JUNGLE, followed by DENHAM,
PEEK, HERB, KURT and 20 sailors.

JACK (CONT'D)
Single file - never lose sight of the man in front!

[Stacy Dohm]

CUT TO

EXT. SKULL ISLAND JUNGLE - NIGHT

Beyond the GREAT WALl., SKULL ISLAND is like no place you've ever seen
before ...

The VOLCANIC ROCKS form a JAGGED, TORTURED LANDSCAPE of DEEP ASSES and
TOWERING CLIFFS. The vegetation is THICK, the JUNGLE DARK. ANCIENT
KNARLED TREES twist out of the ground, thick LICHEN and long MOSSES
hang form branches and TANGLED VINES. STEAM RISES from festering
SWAMPS[PS ... DEEPER into the island, the steam is VOLCANIC - hissing
out of FISSURES and BUBBLING MUD POOLS. The way light and contrast
plays on the landscape is reminiscent of the etchings of 19th century
artist Gustave Dore.

It is into this "Jurassic Park from Hell" that JACK leads DENHAM and
the party of TWENTY SAILORS. HERB is limping along with the heavy
CAMERA & TRIPOD on his shoulder.

DENHAM suddenly looses his footing and SPRAWLS ON THE GROUND ... his
EYES WIDEN at the sight of the deep KONG FOOTPRINT he has just stepped
in.

DENHAM
Holy ****! Look at the size of that!

JACK
That's your monkey, Denham.

DENHAM
Kong ...

DENHAM'S EYES meet JACK'S - he is scared. So are the SAILORS ...
everyone suddenly has their FINGERS ON THE TRIGGER, eyes nervously
scanning the THICK JUNGLE.

A NOISE! Cracking BRANCHES ... heavy FOOTSTEPS The SAILORS PANIC! The
start FIRING in ALL DIRECTIONS, the flashes from TOMMY GUNS and RIFLES,
blinding in the darkness.

JACK
(yelling))
Hey! Stop! Cut it out!

SILENCE ... Smoke drifts away from the guns as the GROUP listens for
SOUNDS ...

Like a pair of mighty trees being felled, Two DEAD prehistoric
creatures - 30 foot tall LAMBEOSAURS -suddenly topple out of the gloomy
foliage and THUD TO THE GROUND in front of the startled SAILORS!!

They warily approach the DEAD DINOSAURS ...

DENHAM
Hey! I thought these things were supposed to be extinct!

JACK
(dryly))
They are now.

JACK and the SAILORS look in awe at the bodies of the HUGE BEASTS. JACK
pulls a LEAFY BRANCH out of a LAMBEOSAUR's MOUTH.

JACK (CONT'D)
They were just tasting the berries.

DENHAM
(grunts)
Yeah? ... Well, I gave 'em a taste of American lead ... and I don't see
'em coming back for seconds!

CUT TO

EXT. NATURAL AMPHITHEATER - NIGHT

KONG climbs down into a ROCKY HOLLOW - a vine-strewn natural
AMPHITHEATER. He DROPS ANN TO THE GROUND, and stands over her, poised
on his knuckles.

ANN Looks up at KONG ... She doesn't move ... He leans over her and
ROARS! ANN suddenly scrambles to her feet and RUNS! Within seconds KONG
has

OVERTAKEN HER and blocked her path ... ANN turns and runs in the other
direction. Again KONG blocks her path - it is clear that he is playing
CAT AND MOUSE.

ANN trips on something and falls over - A HUMAN RIB-CAGE juts out of
the MUDDY GROUND. ANN sobs as she SEES ALL AROUND HUMAN BONES, some
still encased in the remnants of BRIDAL DRESS and HEAD-WEAR ...

This place is KONG'S KILLING GROUND!

KONG scoops ANN up ... lifts her TOWARDS HIS MOUTH! She SCREAMS and
struggles in his grip. His MOUTH OPENS and she KICKS and BEATS HIS
FINGERS in a seemingly hopeless attempt to fight for her life.

Suddenly ... The NATIVE HEADDRESS FALLS OFF. Her LONG BLONDE HAIR falls
onto her shoulders.

KONG suddenly pauses ... ANN is frozen - she is looking into KONG'S
EYES, trying to anticipate his next move.

ANN
(scarcely audible)
"Lullaby and good night, Go to bed and sleep tight ...
 

KONG TOUCHES HER HAIR, as if mesmerized ...

ANN (CONT'D)
Pleasant dreams until dawn."

KONG'S LIPS peel back, exposing HUGE TEETH and PINK GUMS.

KONG suddenly pulls ANN PROTECTIVELY to his breast, ROARS FieRCELY and
DISAPPEARS into the DARK JUNGLE.

CUT TO

EXT. SKULL ISLAND VISTA - DAWN

The SUN rises over the ROCKY CRAGS of SKULL MOUNTAIN.

EXT. PINNACLE VALLEY - MORNING

CLOSE ON KONG'S FOOTPRINT ... in a SANDY dried-up stream bed. JACK
looks up at the direction KONG has taken ...

The tracks head towards a SHEER CLIFF on the side of a NARROW, DRY
VALLEY, an area deep in the heart of SKULL ISLAND, dominated by
spectacular PINNACLES of STONE, jutting out of the ground like giant
fingers. The VALLEY is less than 75 feet wide, flanked by sheer,
seemingly unscalable cliffs.

JACK wipes the sweat from his brow, looking for a possible route up the
cliff. Further down the valley, DENHAM and the SAILORS are grouped
around the camera ...

CLOSE ON An ANKYLOSAUR is being PELTED WITH STONES ...

HERB is filming, whilst DENHAM and the SAILORS try to coax some action
out of the slow-witted, cow-sized DINOSAUR ... It staggers around in
confusion.

DENHAM
(frustrated)
People'il think it's a Goddamn guy in a suit!

DENHAM suddenly gets an idea ...

DENHAM (CONT'D)
 
HEY! I GOTTA GREAT IDEA! WE COULD TURN THIS PLACE INTO A HUGE AMUSEMENT
PARK SORTA LIKE CONEY ISLAND WITH DINOSAURS!
(excited)
It's a goldmine! I'll cut you boys in for twenty percent! We're gonna
be rich!

The SAILORS CHEER.

JACK
Hey!

JACK is yelling from up the valley, waving for the group to join him.

JACK (CONT'D)
This way! Come on

Frowns at JACK.

DENHAM
Let's keep this between ourselves...****'s are not included!

SAILORS LAUGH.

AT THAT MOMENT ... The GROUND TREMBLES!

The SAILORS look around - ALARMED. JACK almost loses his footing as the
ground under him literally BOUNCES. He looks up the WINDING VALLEY ...

A DUST CLOUD suddenly spills out from around the next corner ...
immediately followed by the BREATHTAKING SIGHT of a herd of TWELVE
BRONTOSAURS, RUNNING in a WILD PANIC, down the narrow valley!! A PACK
of 15 CARNOTAURS - 9 foot tall MEATEATERS - are PURSUING THEM.

Spectacular TRACKING SHOT With the STAMPEDE ... A CARNOTAURUS leaps
onto the back of a FLEEING BRONTOSAUR, causing the it to falter and
slide against the cliff. TWO MORE CARNOTAURUS leap onto the ailing
BRONTOSAUR as the rest of the pack stream past.

JACK turns and starts running! The STAMPEDING DINOSAURS are stretched
across the valley behind him, less than fifty yards away and closing!
JACK runs down the rocky slope towards DENHAM and the SAILORS - who
seem to be frozen in fear!

JACK
(yelling)
Run!

EVERYONE TURNS and FLEES! GUNS and EQUIPMENT are abandoned ... HERB
hoists the TRIPOD & CAMERA on his shoulder and limps after the others!

JACK is running as fast as he can ... he glances over his shoulder -
the WALT. Of THUNDERING BRONTOSAUR LEGS are about to ENGULF HIM! JACK
changes direction slightly, to make sure he is BETWEEN DINOSAURS ...
They overtake JACK and he suddenly finds himself in a SEA of HUGE LEGS
-like wildly pounding Redwood trees! The CARNOTAURS are snapping and
snarling at the LEGS ... They see JACK! His only hope of survival is
too stay WITHIN THE STAMPEDE, out of reach of the MEATEATERS!

PEEK is running faster than the others He is way ahead, still clutching
his TOMMY GUN ... as the STAMPEDE engulfs DENHAM and the OTHER SAILORS.

QUICK IMAGES 20 SAILORS in the SEA OF LEGS ... A SAILOR trips and is
CRUSHED UNDER FOOT. A COUPLE OF SAILORS lump clear of the BRONTOSAURS -
only to be set on by the CARNOTAURS. DENHAM .. HERB . . . SAILORS,
everyone is running madly, dodging 'BRONTOSAURS, CARNOTAURS and trying
not to trip'

A CARNOTAUR focuses on JACK ... It skillfully weaves IN BETWEEN and
UNDER BRONTOSAURS and emerges right behind JACK, it's SNAPPING JAWS
inches away from his head! JACK suddenly SIDE-STEPS, bringing the
CARNOTAUR right along side ... he SHOULDER-BARGES it SIDEWAYS - under a
BRONTOSAURS LEGS. The CARNOTAUR is instantly trampled!

PEEK is managing to stay ahead of the stampede - possibility RUNNING
FASTER than any human before him! A CARNOTAUR races out in front of the
stampede and bears down on PEEK with incredible speed! PEEK desperately
waves the TOMMY GUN back towards the CARNOTAUR ...TOWARDS THE STAMPEDE!

JACK sees it coming ...

JACK (CONT'D)
(yelling)
NO!!!

PEEK FIRES, missing the CARNOTAUR ...

... but he hits the LEAD BRONTOSAUR in the chest. The BRONTOSAUR
COLLAPSES AT FULL SPEED! It CARTWHEELS OVER, it's huge NECK and TAIL
thrashing out. The OTHER BRONTOSAURS PLOUGH INTO IT, tripping and
rolling!

JACK, DENHAM and the SAILORS suddenly find themselves in the middle of
an amazing FLESHY FREIGHT TRAIN PILE-UP! SAILORS are crushed as
BRONTOSAURS come down on top of them! A CARNOTAUR is squashed when TWO
BRONTOSAURS slam together.

JACK throws himself onto the ground, rolling against a rock as
MOUNTAINS of BRONTOSAUR TUMBLE all around him. The space of seconds,
the MIGHTY HERD of BEHEMOTHS is reduced to a VAST PILE of DEAD or
WOUNDED ANIMALS ... The CARNOTAURS immediately go to work, leaping onto
BRONTOSAURS, ripping into fleshy stomachs.

Amazingly JACK, DENHAM, HERB and at least 9 SAILORS have survived ...
however, they must now escape from the blood crazed MEATEATERS.

JACK crawls past huge HEAVING BELLY'S and TWITCHING LEGS ... he looks
around for some escape route ... He spots PEEK - desperately scrambling
up a steep rocky slope. It leads to a narrow fissure in the cliff - a
possible way out.

JACK staggers out of the DINOSAUR PILE-UP ... he turns back at the
SOUND OF LOUD HISSING - A Carnotaur is climbing over a DEAD BRONTOSAUR,
intent on JACK ... he can do nothing! The CARNOTAUR leaps ...

BAM! BAM! BAM! The CARNOTAUR is suddenly riddled with BULLETS and falls
DEAD at JACK'S FEET!

KURT hurries towards JACK clutching his TOMMY GUN!

KURT
I'LL keep the bastards at bay'.

JACK nods ... he waves at SURVIVING SAILORS that are emerging from the
PILE-UP.

JACK
(yelling)
This way!

[Stacy Dohm]

SURVIVING SAILORS scramble past JACK and head up the steep slope.
DENHAM puffs his way past - not looking at JACK - totally focused on
personal survival. By some miracle, HERB limps out of the PILE-UP,
covered in DUST -but still carrying the CAMERA & TRIPOD on his
shoulders!

KURT blasts at a CARNOTAUR'S - it TOPPLES BACKWARDS. He turns to JACK
...

KURT
Go Jack!

JACK heads up the slope. KURT backs away ... TWO CARNOTAURS suddenly
charge at him. He fires the TOMMY GUN, shredding them with bullets, but
cannot react fast enough when a THIRD ATTACKS from the other direction!

KURT SCREAMS BRIEFLY as he falls to the ground, under CLAWING FEET and
SNAPPING JAWS.

The FOUR SURVIVING CARNOTAURS head up the slope!

JACK
Hurry !

JACK and the OTHERS are desperately scrambling up the STEEP SHALE SLOPE
- LOOSE STONES that are impossible to get a grip on ... SAILORS start
sliding backwards in their panic. The CARNOTAURS are sliding too, but
their powerful legs are working furiously, propelling them closer and
closer to the flailing SAILORS!

A SAILOR loses his footing completely ... he rolls past TWO CARNOTAURS
before being grabbed by the JAWS of THE THIRD.

The SAILORS grab hold of WEEDS, ROCKS ... ANYTHING, to get away from
the DINOSAURS. They move into a network cf NARROW FISSURES between
PINNACLES ... The CARNOTAURS can barely squeeze through.

ONE SAILOR is trying to escape up a sheer rock face ... he slips and
falls back into the CARNOTAUR'S CLUTCHES.

The SAILORS REACH SAFETY ... a narrow fissure - too small for the
CARNOTAURS - leads into STEAMY JUNGLE/ beyond the VAT.LEY. JACK looks
back ...

HERB is struggling, a CARNOTAUR'S snapping at his heels. JACK climbs
back down the slope to help pull him up. The CARNOTAURUS lunges at
HERB, grabbing his FOOT in it's JAWS! HERB screams and rolls over on
his back, the camera on his chest. The CARNOTAUR is CRUSHING HIS ANKLE
between it's TEETH!... Luckily it's HERB'S ARTIFICIAL LEG!

DENHAM looks at the frantic struggle ...

DENHAM
(yelling)
Roll camera!

HERB flicks the switch, aiming CARNOTAUR'S head, only inches away! The
CAMERA at the

HERB
( screaming)
Speed !

Another CARNOTAUR is scrambling up behind the first ... JACK rushes
forward, scooping up a LARGE BOULDER. He smashes it down on the
CARNOTAUR'S head! It releases HERB'S FOOT and rolls away down the
slope, collecting it's BUDDY on the way!

JACK and another COUPLE OF SAILORS grab HERB and the CAM-ERA GEAR and
scramble to SAFETY through the FISSURE.

EXT. EDGE OF SWAMP - DAY

JACK, DENHAM, PEEK, HERB and the 7 surviving SAILORS are a bedraggled
GROUP ... CUT, BRUISED, COVERED in DUST, SOAKED in SWEAT. PEEK has the
only TOMMY GUN left between them. They collapse into a NARROW CLEARING
on the edge of MISTY SWAMP-LIKE LAKE. Cliffs rise out of the swamp on
both sides ... the only way forward is ACROSS. DEAD TREES jut out of
the water ... some have fallen onto the shore.

JACK is still driven with URGENCY.

JACK
Let's strap these trees together ... build rafts. Hurry!

The SAILORS set to work.

DENHAM is slumped on the ground ... PEEK approaches him.

PEEK
 
Mr Denham, I have some concerns about personal safety ... I'm really
starting to feel that this particular assignment is not for me.

DENHAM looks up a PEEK ... his eyes are glazed - there is a real danger
that DENHAM is starting to lose it.

DENHAM
(growling)
You walk out on a Carl Denham picture, you walk out of a career. You
will have no money to feed your wife and kids!

PEEK
I don't have any kids.

DENHAM grabs PEEK by the collar and pulls him close ...

DENHAM
(threatening)
And I will personally guarantee it stays that way!

CUT TO

EXT. SWAMP - DAY

TWO MAKESHIFT RAFTS drift silently across the surface of the SWAMPY
LAKE. HERB, PEEK and SAILORS are in the first, JACK, DENHAM and 3
SAILORS in the second.

JACK is punting his raft along using a LONG BRANCH. The SWAMP is creepy
... DEAD TWISTED TREES stick out of the surface ... a thin film of FOG
hangs in the air. SMALL FLYING LIZARD-type things flit about from tree
to tree.

The first raft reaches the SHORE - a narrow SANDY BEACH leading into
GLOOMY DENSE JUNGLE.

JACK and DENHAM'S RAFT is still 20 yards off shore.

DENHAM
(yelling)
Set up the camera boys! Get a shot of me comin' ashore!

JACK
Forget it, Denham ... for Godssake

DENHAM suddenly stands up, causing the unstable raft to ROCK in the
water. Me the pole, Driscoll! Seems to be on the verge of a BREAKDOWN
... he steps towards JACK, nearly tipping the raft over! JACK throws
the pole at him and tries to balance himself.

DENHAM
(yelling)
Roll camera! I said roll camera! I want this on film!

DENHAM thrusts the pole into the SWAMP, and pushes ... the RAFT spins
around. JACK and the SAILORS cling on as it ROCKS VIOLENTLY! DENHAM
pushes on the pole, again and again, growing more FRANTIC. He starts
HYPERVENTILATING ..

JACK sees a ROW OF BUBBLES moving rapidly towards the RAFT!

JACK
(alarmed)
Denham!

ANGLE Looking down on the RAFT ... THREE HUGE SHAPES glide in the MURK
below the surface of the SWAMP. They RISE beneath the RAFT ...

TIPPING IT OVER!

EXT. BENEATH WATER - DAY

The SWAMP is about 8 ft deep ... The JACK, DENHAM and the THREE SAILORS
fall STRAIGHT TO THE BOTTOM as if weighted.

STRINGY 5 foot WEEDS rise from the bottom like tentacles. JACK looks
around ... the WATER is DARK and MURKY. The SAILORS are trying to kick
back up to the SURFACE, with no luck ... for some reason this water has
zero buoyancy.

SUDDENLY a TERRIFYING CREATURE emerges from the gloom! It is some kind
of PREHISTORIC AXOLOTL-type thing with WIDE TEETH. It is about 25 foot
long - the size of a huge White Shark.

With a frightening grace, the AXOLOTL sweeps a SAILOR up in it's JAWS!

TWO MORE giant AXOLOTL'S glide out of the gloom! ANOTHER SAILOR tries
to run, but is taken by the SECOND AXOLOTL.

The third AXOLOTL comes straight at JACK! He throws himself down, and
the CREATURE glides over the top of him. JACK gets back on his feet -
he does the only thing he can to escape - run for the shore along the
swamp bed. Pushes through the THICK FOREST of WEED, his cheeks bulging
as he struggles to retain his air. Suddenly something GRABS HIS ANKLE!

JACK looks down at DENHAM ... he is desperately clinging onto JACK'S
FOOT! An AXOLOTL suddenly sweeps by, causing JACK to duck. He grabs
DENHAM'S arm and starts dragging him through the WEEDS.

EXT. SWAMP BEACH - DAY

JACK and DENHAM stagger onto the beach. SAILORS pull them other SAILOR
survivor from the clear of the water ... the raft crawls onto the beach
too. HERB has his tripod set up and is filming it all.

JACK is gasping for air ... DENHAM lies moaning.

An AXOLOTL ROCKETS OUT OF THE WATER'. These things have legs and it
scuttles towards the GROUP with incredible speed' Within seconds it has
grabbed the SAILOR survivor in it's JAWS and disappears back into the
swamp !

[Stacy Dohm]

ANOTHER AXOLOTL charges out of the swamp ! It comes straight at HERB,
who has no choice but to abandon his CAMERA and quickly back away ...
The AXOLOTL lunges at the CAMERA & TRIPOD, SWALLOWING IT with one gulp!

BAM BAM! BAM! PEEK blasts the AXOLOTL with his TOMMY GUN. It slumps to
the ground DEAD . .. it's mouth hanging open.

There is a stony silence as DENHAM lurches to his feet. He GLARES AT
HERB ...

DENHAM
(yelling)
Jesus, Herbert! How could you be so careless? Do you know how much
those things cost?

TEARS well in HERB'S eyes ... the man is deeply hurt by this criticism.

HERB
I'll be pleased to cash in my life insurance, Mr Denham. Buy you a new
camera, sir.

Is having a TANTRUM.

DENHAM
(yelling)
I don't want a new camera! Herb ... I want you to crawl into the fish
and recover my equipment!

HERB
Right you are, Mr Denham!

HERB removes his jacket and cap ... he takes his glasses off and puts
them in his pocket. He crawls into the mouth of the AXOLOTL ... DENHAM
holds his feet and PUSHES HIM DOWN the CREATURE'S THROAT.

HERB (CONT'D)
( muffled)
Just a bit further, Mr Denham ...

I can see the pan handle!

DENHAM pushes him further in ... only his knees are sticking out of the
AXOLOTL' S MOUTH ... The creature' s TORSO is BULGING GROTESQUELY as
HERB wrestles to free the camera.

HERB (CONT' D) (CONT'D)
( muffled)
Ok! Pull us out' Hard now - the
Magazine's stuck in the pancreas!

AT THAT MOMENT ...

The AXOLOTL'S JAWS CLAMP SHUT! It was ONLY STUNNED!!!

A MUFFLED SCREAM emits from DEEP INSIDE the creature as it REARS UP.

DENHAM
Holy ****!!!

The AXOLOTL PULLS AWAY, and VANISHES INTO THE WATER!

DENHAM turns back to the SHOCKED GROUP ... he is holding HERB'S
ARTIFICIAL LEG.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
I'm gonna dedicate this movie to Herb Cooper - the world's greatest
cameraman!

He thrusts the LEG at a SAILOR.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
Make sure this gets back to his wife and kids.

The SAILOR NODS.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
I'm calling a wrap. We're heading back to the ship.

JACK
What?

DENHAM
The girl's dead, Driscoll. There's no point continuing on.

JACK addresses the SAILORS.

JACK
Who's With me? NOBODY steps forward.

SAILOR 1
You're mad, Driscoll.

SAILOR 2
It's hopeless.

JACK
Come on. Fellas. Come on!

PEEK
In it for you? ... is she that good in bed?

JACK punches PEEK to the ground! He has one last scornful look at the
DENHAM and the SAILORS ... then turns and heads into the JUNGLE ALONE.

DENHAM
Dinosaur munchie traveling!

The SAILORS chuckle.

EXT. JUNGLE GLADE - DAY

A PACK OF UTAHRAPTORS are feasting on a DINOSAUR CARCASS, intent on
stripping every last piece of flesh off the bones. A RAPTOR suddenly
looks up, alarmed by a NOISE ...

WHACK! KONG'S FIST smashes down on his head, KNOCKING HIM OUT! The
other RAPTORS turn to flee ...

WHACK! KONG'S FOOT stamps down on another ... He grabs another by the
head, SNAPPING IT'S NECK with a quick flick.

The surviving RAPTORS scurry into the JUNGLE ... KONG sits down,
placing ANN on the ground. She looks and frightened and exhausted. KONG
starts eating the DEAD RAPTORS like someone with a KFC craving!

EXT. LOG CHASM - DAY

WIDE SHOT KONG hungrily eating in the distance ... ANN is visible at
his feet.

JACK crawls into the FG! He peers out from behind a bush ... KONG is
about 150 feet away, on the other side of a NARROW CHASM. A HUGE TREE
has fallen across the CHASM ... creating a LOG BRIDGE.

JACK hurries towards the LOG, carefully staying low and ducking from
bush to bush.

The CHASM is deep, maybe 100 feet to the bottom - a VINE ENTANGLED
MORASS. JACK carefully starts to cross the LOG BRIDGE ... it is covered
in wet moss and quite slippery. He is totally vulnerable ... He watches
KONG carefully, but the Gorilla is seemingly focused on his RAPTOR
finger food.

JACK is over halfway across when KONG casually GLANCES IN HIS DIRECTION
... JACK throws himself forward on the log, trying to stay out of sight
behind a bulky lichen covered STUMP. He carefully sneaks a look at KONG
... who is still peering over towards the LOG.

EXT. SWAMP BEACH - DAY

DE, PEEK and the last 4 SAILORS are still on the SWAMP BEACH, gathering
What remains of their equipment together.

They TURN IN UNISON ... as a TRICERATOPS lumbers towards them along the
beach! These are 30 foot long Rhino-like DINOSAURS. DENHAM and the
SAILORS step back warily as the TRICERATOPS slowly wanders past them
... not paying them any attention.

CLOSE ON The TRICERATOPS innocently steps on PEEK'S TAPE RECORDER,
instantly CRUSHING IT.

BAM! BAM! BAM! The TRICERATOPS FAT.T.S DEAD ... PEEK advances forward,
his TOMMY GUN smoking ... a look of disbelief on his face as he looks
at the MANGLED REMAINS of his beloved EQUIPMENT!

PEEK
That cost me seventy-five bucks!

PEEK kicks the DEAD TRICERATOPS.

AN ANGUISHED BELLOW.LOW! WHIP PAN onto 3 more TRICERATOPS, including a
LARGE BULL, ROARING WITH GRIEF!

DENHAM and the SAILORS react with horror as the TRICERATOPS CHARGE! ...
They move with surprising speed ... HUGE HORNS lowered for the kill!

BAM! BAM! BAM! PEEK fires, but the bullets RICOCHET off the BONY FRILL
that surrounds the TRICERATOPS'S head!

The GROUP turns and flees into the JUNGLE!

EXT. JUNGLE GLADE - DAY

KONG and react to the sounds of GUNFIRE and MEN YELLING. KONG SNARLS
... he scoops ANN up and places her HIGH in the BRANCHES OF A DEAD
TREE, some 30 foot off the ground.

KONG bounds away towards the CHASM!

EXT. LOG CHASM - DAY

JACK is still clinging to the LOG ... he turns at the SOUNDS of the
APPROACHING SAILORS ...

PEEK rushes out of the JUNGLE first, followed by DENHAM, the SAILORS
and 3 ANGRY TRICERATOPS! A SAILOR trips and is immediately ENGORGED by
a TRICERATOPS'S HORN!

PEEK races onto the LOG in a blind panic, followed by the 3 surviving
SAILORS and DENHAM ... PEEK only just realizes JACK is in his way and
almost collides with him ... PEEK looks up suddenly and SCREAMS!!!

WHIP ONTO

KONG STANDING at the end of the LOG BRIDGE, towering above PEEK! He
beats his chest, ROARING FIERCELY! The SAILORS are trapped on the LOG
BRIDGE between the enraged TRICERATOPS on one side and the enraged KONG
on the other!

[Stacy Dohm]

KONG reaches Dow and LIFTS his end of the LOG BRIDGE. JACK, DENHAM and
the 3 SAILORS cling on for dear life ... PEEK desperately leaps from
the LOG and CLINGS onto VINES hanging over the cliff on KONG'S side of
the CHASM.

KONG vigorously TWISTS and SHAKES the LOG, bucking the MEN into the
air.  JACK manages to hang onto the STUMP, but behind him SAILORS are
FALLING OFF!

BOTTOM OF CHASM SAILORS PLUMMET to the bottom ... ONE SAILOR crunches
onto rocks, but the OTHER TWO have their falls broken by a THICK
NETWORK of VINES, and appear to land relatively UNHURT.

JACK and DENHAM cling on ... KONG ROARS with FRUSTRATION and HURLS the
END OF THE LOG into the CHASM! DENHAM - who is close to the far side -
manages to LEAP TO THE BANK, but JACK RIDES THE LOG DOWN!

CRASH! The LOG SMASHES INTO THE ROCKS and JACK flies off it ... He
bounces off vines and lands on the ground, STUNNED.

A SAILOR is crawling along the ground with a SPRAINED ANKLE ...

SUDDENLY!!! A ROUND DIRT LID - larger than a manhole cover - POPS OPEN
and a HUGE DOOR SPIDER DARTS OUT!! It grabs the SAILOR and drags him
SCREAMING into it's LAIR, the LID neatly closing again!!

JACK scrambles to his feet! Ail around, MONSTROSITIES OF NATURE emerge
from DANK BURROWS and crawl towards him and the LAST SURVIVING SAILOR
... These are HUGE INSECTLIKE THINGS - combinations of SPIDERS, CRABS,
MANTISES and CENTIPEDES!

JACK snatches up a LONG STICK and uses it like a SPEAR to' fend these
CREATURES off. He looks on helplessly as the SAILOR attempts to CLIMB
THE WT.T. out of the CHASM, but slips in the PINCERS of some
CRAB/SPIDER THING!

A GROUP of SPIDERS with 7 foot LEG SPANS close in on JACK! Behind them
hangs a LONG VINE, leading directly up to the top of the CHASM ... JACK
charges at the SPIDERS, LEAPING as HIGH as he can. He lands on the BACK
of the FIRST SPIDER, and using the bounce, he propels himself onto the
back of the NEXT, and the NEXT - like a series of MINI-TRAMPS!! He
leaps off the LAST and GRABS HOLD OF THE VINE, pulling himself away
from the FRENZIED SPIDERS!

JACK is climbing HAND OVER HAND ...

SUDDENLY! He starts RISING FAST ...

KONG is perching on the EDGE of the CHASM, pulling the VINE up ... like
a FISHERMAN reeling in a CATCH!!

JACK is HELPLESS!!

EXT. JUNGLE GLADE - DAY

ANN looks around FEARY from her PERCH - HIGH in the BRANCHES of the
ROTTEN TREE ... she has heard the SCREAMS, but has seen nothing.

A HUGE SHAPE moves beneath her ... ANN freezes at the sight of an
ALLOSAUR. Entering the clearing. This is a 25 foot tall MEATEATERS -
SKULL ISLAND'S most fearsome predator!

The ALLOSAUR snatches a DEAD RAPTOR off the ground and crunches it in
POWERFUL JAWS ... It pauses, as if SNIFFING. The ALLOSAUR'S head is
only a FEW FEET below ANN ... she is too scared to breathe!

The ATJOSAUR suddenly looks up ... straight at ANN! He immediately
CIRCLES THE TREE in big powerful strides ... ANN shifts her position to
keep the ALLOSAUR in sight ... it is clearly getting very AGITATED!

With an almost delicate movement, the ALLOSAUR nudges the TRUNK with
it's head ... the TREE lurches dramatically! ANN hangs on desperately
... The ALLOSAUR pushes HER, sending the tree TOPPLING TO THE GROUND!

ANN rolls away from the tree, jumps to her feet and RUNS!!

She races through the JUNGLE, dodging TREES, leaping over FALLEN LOGS,
smashing through BUSHES ... The ALLOSAUR POUNDING AFTER HER! It' s
BREATH RASPING . . . FOOTSTEPS THUMPING. The HUGE JAWS open - only
INCHES FROM ANN'S HEAD !

SHE SCREAMS!

EXT. LOG CHASM - DAY

KONG has almost REELED JACK IN when he hears ANN'S SCREAM.

He immediately DROPS THE VINE, sending JACK PLUMMETING back down the
CHASM! Fortunately the COILS of LOOSE VINE at the top of the chasm
TANGLE, stopping JACK with a jerk about HALF WAY DOWN.

KONG RUSHES OFF towards the SOUNDS of ANN'S SCREAMS.

EXT. DENSE JUNGLE - DAY

ANN is stumbling ... the ALLOSAUR positions it's HEAD for the FINAL
LUNGE - JAWS OPEN ...

From out of the DENSE JUNGLE - KONG CHARGES! He meets ANN and the
ATJ.OSAUR HEAD-ON at FULL SPEED! KONG swings his fist, smashing into
the ALLOSAUR'S HEAD ... ANN has to throw herself against a tree as the
DINOSAUR SPRAWLS onto the ground beside her ... In a flash, KONG is ON
TOP of the ALLOSAUR, POUNDING HIS FIST DOWN ...

The ALLOSAUR lies still ... ANN'S legs turn to jelly and she COLLAPSES.
KONG is clearly startled ... he gently takes her in his hand ...

AT THAT MOMENT! The SECOND ALLOSAUR ATTACKS!!! He comes charging into
shot, grabbing KONG'S ARM in his JAWS! KONG ROARS, ripping free just as
the THIRD ALLOSAUR strides into the CLEARING! The FIRST ALLOSAUR
scrambles back to it's feet! KONG holds ANN protectively as he braces
himself for the FIGHT OF HIS LIFE. The THREE ALLOSAUR'S CIRCLE around
him.

THEY ATTACK KONG and ANN! ... What follows is a BREATHTAKING FIGHT TO
THE DEATH. KONG fights like a madman ... not only does he have to do
battle with the ALLOSAUR, he is also PROTECTING ANN - constantly
transferring her from ONE HAND to THE OTHER as the ALLOSAUR SNAP AT HER
throughout.

KONG punches and smashes with his fists, but he also uses wrestling-
style headlocks and flips ... for a brief moment, ANN rolls free on the
ground and has to dodge 25 foot DINOSAURS and the GORITJ, as the
frenzied fight THUNDERS all around her.

The FIRST ALLOSAUR. Is taken out when KONG PULLS a LARGE JAGGED TREE
TRUNK out of the ground and RAMS IT into the ALLOSAUR'S MOUTH, PUSHING
it out the BACK OF IT'S HEAD!

The SECOND ALLOSAUR he kills by grabbing it in a HEADLOCK, FLIPPING it
over his shoulder, but REVERSING DIRECTION suddenly - BREAKING IT'S
BACK with a sickening CRUNCH!

ANN is suddenly GRABBED by the LAST ALLOSAUR! She is taken in his JAWS
... It BITES DOWN - JUST as KONG GRABS HIS JAWS in BOTH HANDS. He rolls
the ALLOSAUR onto it's back, ANN still wedged in it's MOUTH! The razor
sharp TEETH dig into her as KONG desperately uses all his strength to
force the ALLOSAUR'S MOUTH OPEN ... ANN slides out, raking her back
against the teeth.

KONG forces the JAWS OPEN until they RIP APART at the HINGE! The
ALLOSAUR sprawls back DEAD.

KONG is PANTING HEAVILY ... he has been BITTEN, RAKED and CUT. He puts
his foot on the LAST ALLOSAUR and BEATS HIS CHEST TRIUMPHANTLY!

ANN is HURT ... BLEEDING ... KONG carefully picks her up and HURRIES
INTO THE JUNGLE.

 

EXT. LOG CHASM - DAY

JACK is clinging onto the VINE, trying to pulling himself onto the TOP
OF THE CHASM ..- but his strength is weakening - just below the edge.

PEEK leans over ... he looks TERRIFIED, still gripping his TOMMY GUN

JACK
(urgent)
Peek!

For a moment you'd think PEEK is actually considering the idea of
kicking JACK back down into the CHASM! ... He reaches down the PULLS
JACK TO SAFETY.

DENHAM (O.S.)
(loud whisper)
Hey Jack!

DENHAM is on the other side of the CHASM ... looking VERY JUMPY.

JACK
Denham! Go back to the wall ... Tell'em to give me twelve hours to get
back with Ann!

DENHAM
(panicked)
I can't get back to the wall! I'll get eaten!

JACK suddenly snatches PEEK'S TOMMY GUN.

PEEK
(alarmed)
Hey! Whadda ya doing?

JACK hurls the TOMMY GUN across the CHASM.

JACK
They've gotta keep the gate open for me.

DENHAM clutches the TOMMY GUN, as if holding a newborn baby.

DENHAM
Twelve hours, Driscoll. Good luck!

JACK heads into the JUNGLE.

PEEK
(angry)
You're insane! You'll be killed!

JACK keeps going ... PEEK alone... and runs after JACK. Suddenly
realizes he's

EXT. JUNGLE/MOUNTAIN - DAY

ANN'S POV ... upside down shot WHIPPING through FOLIAGE with long
LOPING STRIDES.

ANN is DRAPED in KONG'S HAND as he POWERS THROUGH the JUNGLE at HIGH
SPEED. She is weak ... her EYES GLAZING, SWEAT DRIPPING from her brow.

ANN'S POV ... becomes MORE FEVERED.

KONG climbs out of the JUNGLE, SCALING a nearly SHEER CLIFF ... he uses
ONE HAND to climb - the OTHER HOLDS ANN to his breast.

As KONG climbs HIGHER AND HIGHER, ANN drifts into UNCONSCIOUSNESS ...
her last FEVERED POV being that of the VERTIGO INDUCING drop down the
face of the CLIFF.

EXT. KONG'S LAIR - EVENING

FADE UP ...

ANN'S FEVERED POV KONG pacing ANXIOUSLY ... He leans down towards ,
ROARING nervously. Behind him the sky his bathed in an ORANGE SUNSET.

WIDE KONG is in his LAIR - a LARGE ROUND CAVE with a LEDGE that juts
out high over SKULL ISLAND ... in fact his CAVE is one of the "eyes" of
the SKULL visible from the coast. Over the ledge is a DIZZYING DROP of
at least 1000 feet down to the JUNGLE.

The "VENTURE" can be seen - moored off the TIP OF THE ISLAND, some 3
miles away.

Sinister BAT-TYPE CREATURES hover in the SKIES ... these have 8 foot
wing spans and TALONED FEET. Their faces are more reptile then bat.

ANN is lying on a BED OF STRAW in an ALCOVE on the LEDGE ... ONE of the
BAT-THINGS swoops in ...

ANN'S FEVERED POV ... Large FLAPPING BAT WINGS fill her vision.

KONG snatches the BAT-"THING out of the sky and rips it's wings off. He
gently lifts ANN and retreats further inside his cave.

EXT. WALL/RUINED CITY - NIGHT

ENGLEHORN puffs on his PIPE ... SAILORS armed with RIFLES and TOMMY
GUNS are patrolling the WALL.... the area is effectively CORDONED OFF.
Everyone is relaxed.

SENTRY SAILOR
(yelling))
Hey! Somebody's approaching!

SAILORS rush to pull the GREAT GATES open ...

DENHAM staggers in and COLLAPSES. He is even more disheveled than when
we saw him last. His clothing is TORN ... blood seeps from CUTS ...
he's lost the GUN.

ENGLEHORN gives him a drink from a CANTEEN. DENHAM is GASPING heavily.

ENGLEHORN
Just take it easy .-- Where are the others?

DENHAM
(panting)
They' re dead.

ENGLEHORN
(shocked)
Oh my God ... Ann?

DENHAM pauses ...

DENHAM
(quietly)
She's dead ... Driscoll too. We've gotta get back to the ship!

ENGLEHORN nods.

ENGLEHORN
(yelling)
Prepare to break camp, men! We're heading back to the Venture'.

There's a SENSE OF RELIEF amongst the CREW. TWO SAILORS lift DENHAM up
and support him between them.

[Stacy Dohm]

AT THAT MOMENT! A ZIPPING SOUND fills the air ... a VOLLEY of ARROWS,
DARTS and SPEARS fly towards the SAILORS! Within SECONDS 7 SAILORS fall
dead, including the TWO supporting DENHAM. He runs with incredible
speed and throws himself behind a wall. ENGLEHORN and the 12 SURVIVING
SAILORS take shelter and FIRE WILDLY in all directions.

DENHAM
(panicked)
We've gotta get outta here!
(grimly)
That's going to be more difficult than you think ...

NUMEROUS HEAVILY ARMED NATIVES are fleetingly visible ... darting
behind RUINS and TREES - cutting the SAILORS off from the beach.

EXT. KONG'S LAIR - NIGHT

ANN'S FEVERED POV SURREAL IMAGES of KONG STATUES ... of FLAPPING BAT-
THINGS --- of ALLOSAUR JAWS ... of FIERY CARVED FACES ..- and finally
of KONG'S EYES - staring LOVINGLY at her.

DISSOLVE TO

EXT. KONG'S CAVE - EARLY MORNING

CLOSE ON ... ANN. She wakes up, looking rested and calm

IT IS CLEAR THAT HER FEVER HAS PASSED.

WIDER ... ANN is CRADLED in KONG'S HAND. He is lying on his side,
ASLEEP ... holding ANN close to his face like a child would sleep with
a teddy bear. KONG stirs, suddenly opening his mouth in a HUGE YAWN. He
opens his eyes, and for a few quiet moments, he and ANN stare at each
other.

KONG sits up, placing ANN on the ground ... They are deeper into KONG'S
CAVE. ANN can see that the back of the cave leads to a way out as
DAYLIGHT streams in. A SMALL, but DEEP LAKE fills part of the CAVE,
surrounded by smaller ROCK POOLS.

KONG sits on his haunches, looking for all the world like the king of
his domain. A SHADOW flutters over ANN as a BAT-THING makes an attempt
to GRAB HER ... KONG reaches forward and snatches it out of the air. He
bites the head off the BAT-THING ... RIPS OFF one of it's LEGS ...
drops the BLOODY LEG on the ground in front of ANN!

ANN looks aghast at the OFFERING as KONG eats the rest of the BAT-THING
with a certain amount of RELISH. She backs away from the MEAT ... KONG
leans forward and pushes it closer to her. ANN steps away and SHAKES
HER HEAD.

ANN
No ... thank you.

KONG SHAKES HIS HEAD! ... and pushes the MEAT closer.  ANN holds her
nose and P A FACE. KONG puts a FINGER UP TO HIS NOSE and PULLS A FACE'.
He pushes the meat closer ... ANN takes a big step backwards and ...
trips over a rock' KONG looks ALARMED for a moment.

ANN (CONT'D)
I'm ok ... see ...

ANN stands and with GREAT DRAMATICS, she deliberately falls over! KONG
gets excited ... he SLUMPS BACKWARDS against the WALL.  ANN stands up
and with a SQUEAL, she goes into a FORWARD ROLL! KONG is HIGHLY
EXCITED! He ROLLS FORWARD on his side!

ANN LAUGHS at him ... she does a CARTWHEEL! KONG paces from SIDE TO
SIDE like an over-excited kid. He suddenly turns and disappears out of
the back entrance of the cave.

ANN is a little nervous ... she clutches her shoulders against a cold
rush of morning breeze ... she hears a FLUTTERING OF BAT-THINGS WINGS.

KONG hurries back into the cave he holding a TINY OBJECT between his
THUMB and FOREFINGER. With great DELICACY, he drops a RIPE MANGO at
ANN'S FEET! ANN bites into it, suddenly realizing how hungry she
actually is.

ANN (CONT'D)
(eating)
Good! More? More?

KONG acts COYLY at this praise ... he rushes out of the cave again ...
returning with the ENTIRE MANGO TREE, which he drops at' ANN's feet!
ANN laughs and KONG ROLLS FORWARD ... out onto the LEDGE.

In the distance we can see the "VENTURE" and just HEAR the distant
SOUND of SPORADIC GUNFIRE from the NATIVE CITY.

KONG SNIFFS the MORNING AIR ... He FROWNS ... suddenly gets AGITATED.
KONG looks up ...

... over 20 BAT-THINGS are MASSING on the CLIFFS above the LAIR,
clearly preparing an ATTACK to get ANN!

KONG races into the CAVE, just as another 20 BAT-THINGS flutter in
through the BACK ENTRANCE!! He scoops ANN to his breast, ROARING
DEFIANTLY at them.

CLOSE ON A NARROW FISSURE in the VOLCANIC ROCK towards the back of the
cave. JACK and PEEK are HIDDEN from view as BAT-THINGS flutter above
them. PEEK looks around terrified ... JACK spies on KONG and ANN.

The BAT-THINGS suddenly ATTACK EN MASS!! They swoop on KONG and ANN
like a swarm of giant Bees. KONG ROARS and THRASHES OUT at them in the
FRENZY! With, every sweep of his ARM, several BAT-THINGS are KNOCKED TO
THE GROUND. KONG keeps moving, twisting and turning, to make it harder
for them to get at ANN ... she presses herself close to KONG'S CHEST.
BAT-THING TALONS strike at her, slashing KONG'S FINGERS instead.

With the BAT-THINGS totally occupied, JACK takes his chance to get
closer to ANN ... He leaves the shelter of the FISSURE and hurries
across the CAVE, ducking into the shadows on the far side. He crouches
behind a rock, but is TOTALLY VULNERABLE.

SEVERAL BAT-THINGS are gripping and CLAWING KONG'S BACK in an effort to
weaken the huge ape ... He suddenly POUNDS HIS BACK against the WALT.
Of the CAVE, SQUASHING THEM All.

The BAT-THINGS wheel away from KONG, HISSING ANGRILY ... 16 lie on the
cave floor STUNNED or DEAD. They FLUTTER AROUND preparing their NEXT
ATTACK. KONG swipes at BAT-THINGS that get too close.

PEEK hears a NOISE ... he turns and WHIMPERS at the sight of a BAT-
THING PEERING AT HIM through a crack in the ROCK. The BAT-THING
SCREECHES ... attracting others! They can't reach PEEK, but that
doesn't stop him dissolving into a FRIGHTENED PANIC! Sweat spills down
his face ... he claws at the floor of the ROCK FISSURE ... PICKS UP A
ROCK.

PEEK THROWS THE ROCK ACROSS THE CAVE TOWARDS JACK!

PEEK
(panicked whisper)
Get him!

The ROCK CLATTERS at JACK'S feet! SOME BAT-THINGS react to the NOISE
... they SWOOP towards JACK!

JACK runs across the CAVE ... TALONS REACH FOR HIS HEAD ... JACK
suddenly throws himself forward ...

... diving into a deep ROCK POOL!

UNDERWATER JACK holds himself under the water, as TALONS claw at the
SURFACE, a couple of feet above his head.

The BAT-THINGS are working themselves into a FRENZY, diving at the
ROCK-POOL ... diving at KONG and ANN.

PEEK is left alone ... he sees his chance to escape! Quietly climbing
out of the FISSURE, PEEK turns to flee out the back entrance of the
CAVE ...

He runs straight into the ENORMOUS JAWS of an ELASTOMOSAUR - a LARGE
SEA-SERPENT DINOSAUR, with a LONG NECK!!

The ELASTOMOSAUR has emerged FROM THE LAKE, having crawled up onto the
SHORE ... It lifts PEEK high into the air! He S as the JAWS crunch his
TORSO.

ALL THE BAT-THINGS instantly dive towards PEEK ... In a frustrated
BLOOD-FRENZY they RIP INTO PEEK and the ELASTOMOSAUR!!

[Stacy Dohm]

KONG SNARLS ... he places ANN on the CAVE FLOOR - under an overhang -
and CHARGES at the BAT-THINGS!

KONG thunders past the ROCK POOL just as JACK surfaces, gasping for air
... he scrambles out, racing towards ANN!

ANN
( amazed)
Jack!!!

JACK EMBRACES ANN!

There's not much time - KONG is preoccupied swatting BAT-THINGS at the
BACK OF THE CAVE ... JACK desperately looks around for an ESCAPE ROUTE
... NOTHING but a 1000 foot drop off the LEDGE into the JUNGLE below!
They are TRAPPED!

AT THAT MOMENT! A STUNNED BAT-THING beats it's wings and lifts off the
CAVERN FLOOR ... JACK RUNS, LEAPS and GRABS IT'S FEET!

JACK
(urgent)
Ann! Grab my shoulders!

ANN hesitates ... The BAT-THING flaps furiously, trying to lift JACK'S
weight off the ground ... It DRAGS JACK TOWARDS THE LEDGE!

JACK (CONT'D)
(yelling)
Jump on !

KONG SEES JACK ... HE CHARGES TOWARDS THE LEDGE!

ANN is TORN ... she looks at JACK ... looks at KONG ...

JACK (CONT'D)
(yelling)
ANN!!!

ANN runs towards JACK and throws herself forward -HANGING ONTO HIS
WAIST ... just as KONG REACHES OUT FOR HER !

JACK hangs onto the TALONED FEET as he and ANN sail out into space, the
BAT-THING FLAPPING MADLY above them ... They descend rapidly ... about
twice the speed of a parachute. ANN buries her face into JACK'S waist -
not wanting to look back at KONG ROARING WITH GRIEF FROM THE LEDGE.

EXT. RIVER - DAY

The BAT-THING wobbles crazily in 5he sky, rapidly LOSING ENERGY ...
JACK looks down a FAST FLOWING RIVER is 50 foot below. He RELEASES HIS
GRIP!

ANN SCREAMS as she and JACK fall into the RIVER ... They are
immediately picked up by the current and SWEPT AWAY. JACK grabs ANN
under the arms and hangs onto her tightly.

In the distance ... AN ENRAGED KONG is quickly descending from his
mountain lair!

CUT TO

EXT.WALL/NATIVE RUINS - DAY

A BATTLE raging at the NATIVE CITY ... BODIES are strewn around -
dozens of NATIVES, SAILORS empaled with spears and arrows. It's like a
scene from the movie "Zulu".

A SMALL.T. GROUP of SURVIVORS from the ship are holed up behind STONE
BLOCKS atop the GREAT WALT.. DENHAM, ENGLEHORN and THREE SAILORS are
looking EXHAUSTED and DEFEATED. DENHAM fires at a group of NATIVES with
a TOMMY GUN ... it EMPTIES.

ENGLEHORN
(grimly)
That was the last of our ammo.

Suddenly points across the TREETOPS.

DENHAM
(excited)
They're coming!!

POV TWO BOATLOADS OF REINFORCEMENTS from the "VENTURE" are rowing
towards the beach!

ENGLEHORN
It's too late ...

A MASSIVE TIDE of 300 NATIVES are advancing towards the WALL! DENHAM,
ENGLEHORN and the SAILORS reach for whatever WEAPONS they can find.

AT THAT MOMENT!

The GATES SWING OPEN ... JACK and ANN come racing in! In his panic,
JACK doesn't notice the BATTLE DEBRIS ... He pushes the GATES closed,
yelling for imagined help ...

JACK
(urgent yelling)
Barricade the gates! Quick!

ANN
Jack!...
(louder)
Jack!

JACK turns ... is confronted by the sight of 300 NATIVES, closing in
around them ... The NATIVES have abandoned the attack - ALL EYES are on
ANN. They murmur in AWE ... "KONG ... KONG ... KONG". The WITCH-DOCTOR
recites some complex INCANTATION.

DENHAM and ENGLEHORN stare in DISBELIEF.

ENGLEHORN
They think Ann's a demon.

JACK and ANN are backed right against the GATES. The NATIVES are
pushing closer and closer to them ... they RAISE THEIR SPEARS, ready to
thrust them into JACK and ANN.

KONG ROARS!!! JACK hears his FOOTSTEPS pounding towards the GATES at
HIGH SPEED! JACK grabs ANN and pushes her ALONG THE WALT, just clearing
the GATES as ...

KONG CRASHES THROUGH! The GATES are SMASHED OFF THEIR HINGES ... 7
story tall gates - weighting 35 tons - land on the NATIVES with a sound
like someone stepping on eggshells!

KONG strides into the SQUARE, BEATING HIS CHEST and ROARING.

DENHAM
Holy ****!

The SURVIVING NATIVES scatter! KONG rampages after them, STOMPING ON
THEM and BITING THEIR HEADS OFF ... in a scene that not only gets a PG
13, but is PRAISED by the MPAA for it's sensitivity!

DENHAM, ENGLEHORN and the SAILORS take their chance to slip away
towards the beach.

JACK pulls ANN away from the GATES, slipping behind cover to avoid
being seen by KONG ... They run through the GIANT CARVED HEAD ... into
the TUNNEL COMPLEX that leads to the beach. JACK snatches a NATIVE
SPEAR off the ground on the way.

A few brave NATIVE WARRIORS hurl SPEARS at KONG ... but they either
bounce off, or only just penetrate the skin.

KONG picks up a LARGE BRONZE "KONG" STATUE and hurls it at a GROUP of
SPEAR THROWERS perched atop a STONE BUILDING.

INT. MUMMY CHAMBER - DAY

JACK and ANN are racing through the MUMMY CHAMBER when the STATUE
smashes through the roof! ANN stumbles and ROLLS. KONG ROARS as he SEES
HER through the DEMOLISHED ROOF. He reaches for her, SWEEPING MUMMIES
onto the floor with his GROPING HANDS.

JACK pulls ANN further down the TUNNELS ...out of KONG'S REACH.

EXT. RUINED CITY - DAY

KONG heads TOWARDS THE BEACH, his way suddenly BLOCKED by 50 NATIVES
throwing SPEARS and SHOOTING ARROWS. They thud into his chest ... he
pulls them out, CHARGING THE NATIVES in a FURY!

EXT. BEACH - DAY

The "VENTURE'S" REINFORCEMENTS arrive on the beach lust as DENHAM,
ENGLEHORN and the 3 SAILORS come running out of the JUNGLE. Behind them
KONG can be seen smashing his way towards the beach!

DENHAM THROWS HIMSELF in one of the BOATS.

DENHAM
(screaming)
Get outta here!

JACK and ANN race out of the TUNNELS and onto the BEACH ... just as
KONG CHARGES UP BEHIND THEM! They get halfway across the sand before
KONG scoops ANN up triumphantly! He strides past JACK ... Without
hesitation JACK THROWS THE SPEAR with all his might ... into the BACK
of KONG'S LEG, just behind the knee!

KONG ROARS in pain as his leg collapses , sending him SPRAWLING on the
sand ... still clutching ANN protectively.

DENHAM leaps out of the BOAT, brandishing a new TOMMY GUN. Staying out
of reach, he aims at KONG'S HEAD ... squeezes the trigger ... ANN
SCREAMS!

DENHAM HESITATES - as if a sudden thought enters his head. He swings
the aim onto KONG'S KNEES ... and FIRES!

KONG ROARS! He releases ANN onto the beach. SAILORS leap out of the
BOATS as DENHAM starts CLUBBING KONG with the GUN-BUTT.

DENHAM (CONT'D)
Don't kill him, boys ... knock him out cold! I want him alive!

The SAILORS attack KONG, clubbing him on the head with GUN-BUTTS and
OARS.

ANN
( screaming)
Stop' No! Leave him.'

ANN rushes towards the SAILORS. JACK grabs her ... pulls her away.

ANN (CONT'D)
(pleading)
Stop them Jack! ... NO! ! !

KONG'S POV ... ANN being restrained by JACK, TEARS streaming down her
face. GROTESQUE FLASHES of SAILOR'S FACES filled with hate - clubbing
... Distorted sound of YELLING ... CLUBBING ... SOUNDS FADE - except
for ANN'S VOICE ...

ANN (CONT'D)
(sobbing)
I'm sorry ... I'm so sorry ...

A FILM OF WATER washes over KONG'S POV ...

SLOW FADE TO BLACK.

CLOSE ON DENHAM ... lights a CIGAR.

The SAILORS are surrounding the UNCONSCIOUS KONG on the beach.

DENHAM
(triumphant)
Well done boys! We came to shoot a motion picture, but we're taking
back something far greater than any movie you could imagine! I can see
it now ... his name in lights! "King Kong - the Eighth Wonder of the
World"!