NASA controllers wait in silence.
Eyes fix on the inactive overhead monitors.
Endurance II orbits appear as a figure eight to compensate
for the earth's flattened representation.
Matt sighs as he addresses a senior operator at her terminal.
MATT
It's been twelve hours since
Commander Schuster's last
transmission. Let's go over it
again.
OPERATOR
(reading from keyed notes)
Okay. Twelve eighteen, Eastern
Standard Time. Fifth orbit directly
above the Solomon Islands. We had
no warning. Transmissions seemed
normal, all systems check out.
MATT
Replay the digital images of the
last ten minutes to the master
screen.
The operator wheels to another flat console, presses a series
of touch-sensitive buttons.
The screen ahead goes blank.
She rewinds the images.
A flash of Earth lights the large room.
It's as though they're traveling on the shuttle, looking
down.
81.
MATT (CONT'D)
(whispering)
That's one hell of a hurricane down
there. Could it affect them?
OPERATOR
(shrugging)
The meteorological department have
named the Hurricane Duchess. And
the word is, this hurricane came
out of nowhere. It could only
affect them if they're out of
orbit.
They watch as the image rolls over and over, then settles
back to normal.
MATT
(gasping)
What the hell!
The image goes blank.
Schuster's final words plays over the intercom.
OPERATOR
We have to assume Endurance went
down where the last message was
received.
MATT
We've scanned the area. No trace of
them.
High-resolution images snap onto the overhead screen. The
colossal swirl of hurricane Duchess moves across the earth.
The operator further enhances the images.
Endurance's anterior profile comes into view.
Then,the hurricane vanishes, like it was snatched away.
Endurance hits the ocean.
MATT (CONT'D)
There!
She rattles off coordinates.
OPERATOR
(instantly)
And get this. Mad Water Delta, near
Cactus Loop. Australia.
82.
He picks up the safe telephone with a direct line to the
White House, waits.
MATT
(on telephone)
Kate, we've located Endurance II. I
need access to a SEAL team and a
chopper. You need to inform the
Australian authorities we'll be
conducting a rescue mission in
their space.
KATE
Matt, this needs State approval.
I'll connect with DOD now to get a
plan moving. How long have I got?
MATT
Hours. One more thing. I need Amy
for this. Let her know, get her to
my office soon as.
KATE
On it.
CHAPTER 22 - FLEABAG DOWN - IMAGE - PICKUP.
FLEABAG'S truck rattles south, bounces over a little-used
scrub track.
The fossils lie in a bag beside him.
The road dwindles to nothing.
Virgin bush scrapes the chassis as the engine SCREAMS through
the night.
FLEABAG
(desperation in his voice)
Come on, you beauty. Don't fail me
now.
Wind cuts through the windscreen.
Insects whip into the cab, splatter against the back screen.
The truck LURCHES over a small embankment, comes to a jarring
halt.
The wheels spin, fail to grip the softening filth of the dry
riverbed.
83.
Fleabag's head SNAPS forward.
His lip splits open as his mouth SMASHES into the steering
wheel.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(blood dribbling)
Shit...
He opens the door, steps outside, sinks to his knees in mud.
As he struggles to stand, he looks int the cab, sees light.
The fossils are glowing with otherworldly energy.
The glow intensifies, and suddenly Fleabag's vision blurs.
The light seems to penetrate his mind.
He claps his head in his hands.
MONTAGE - FLEABAG'S MEMORIES
- Fleabag's knife plunging into Calvin Hemming's chest in the
alley, the man's shocked eyes as he falls
- Blake witnessing him flee the scene, the moment that
started this chase
- The ancient cave, Marwen emerging confused and frightened
from the capsule, reaching out for help
- Fleabag's rifle firing, Marwen's head snapping back, the
old man crumpling
- Grabbing the glowing fossils with greedy hands while
Marwen's blood pools on the cave floor
- The destruction following in his wake - Hurricane Duchess,
people dying.
END MONTAGE
Fleabag staggers, overwhelmed by the visions.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(whispered horror)
Jesus... what have I done?
The fossils pulse brighter, as if responding to his
recognition.
84.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(to the fossils)
All of it... the storms, the
death... because I killed that old
man. Because I took you.
He turns his head to listen.
A ROAR in the distance, getting louder.
A fifteen-foot wave appears as the moon illuminates it.
Gathering froth and debris rushing toward him.
Fleabag looks back at the glowing fossils, understanding
flooding through him.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(with growing realization)
You don't belong to me. You never
bloody did.
The wave approaches. Fleabag makes a desperate choice. He
lunges back toward the truck to grab the dilly bag.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(shouting over the roar)
I'm sorry! I'm sorry for what I
did!
The flash flood hits with tremendous force.
The truck lifts like a toy.
Fleabag, clutching the fossils, is swept into the churning
water.
As he tumbles through the current, the KUTJI SPIRIT swirls
around him.
The spirit WRENCHES the dilly bag from Fleabag's hands with
supernatural force.
He tries to hold on, but the spirit is too strong.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(desperately)
No! I wanna make this right!
But the Kutji spirit drags the glowing fossils down into the
depths, toward where Endurance II lies at the bottom of the
delta.
85.
Fleabag is swept in a different direction, battered by
debris, pulled toward a large rock formation where his hands
find purchase.
He drags himself onto a ledge, gasping, empty-handed.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(coughing up water,
staring at the dark
water)
They're gone.
He sits against the rock, exhausted, bleeding.
Nearby, the lighthouse on Stinkwood Island.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(with quiet understanding)
That's where this gotta end.
He struggles to his feet, his shoulders slump in defeat.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(to himself)
Frederick Bagley, you've been a
monster your whole poxy life. Time
to find out if a monster can
change.
Directly above him, the alien mirage appears.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(head shaking)
I though I'd seen it all.
Determines, he starts walking towards the lighthouse.
Deep beneath the surface, the Kutji spirit settles the
glowing fossils near the downed shuttle.
The fossils pulse.
The spirit coils around them protectively, watchful.
CHAPTER 23 - LAST RITES - IMAGE - BURIAL.
MARWEN'S body lies on a bed of woven twigs.
86.
Feelgood squats beside the body, lips moving in silent
prayer.
JUBA enters, followed by BUDYA. Juba's eyes burn with
recognition as he stares at the alien mural.
Feelgood shuffles to the mural, starts a fire with a wooden
drill.
Flames leap up.
He throws bark, leaves, and feathers onto the embers.
Blue sparks fly.
Feelgood breathes into a ceremonial wood-pipe.
The group taps sticks rhythmically.
The Old Man dances, his bare feet shuffling across the floor.
The beat intensifies, the cave fills with primal energy.
At the crescendo, Budya guides the trance-like Juba to the
open silver capsule.
Juba steps inside, curls into a ball.
The cylinder begins closing with a mechanical HUM.
The chanting stops.
Feelgood spreads his arms.
The capsule seals with a sharp HISS.
CLOSE-UP - The sealed cylinder containing Juba.
The day draws to a close.
A hunter's moon rests quietly over the northern horizon.
Stars begin to fill the sky.
Peace settles across the open plains.
Like lightning, the alien mirage appears.
It hovers near the cave opening.
87.
No lights, no clue to any life-form – just a splinter.
Waiting.
SECONDARY IMAGE - WAITING
A low murmur emanates from the cave. Feelgood holds out his
arm. The voices cease.
Overwhelming knowledge of magic burns in every set of eyes.
An aura of anticipation fills the air.
The fire flares.
Feelgood turns his head toward the entrance.
Lifts himself from his squatting position.
Places his open palm upon the capsule.
As though an invisible hand reached inside the cave, the
capsule lifts smoothly, lingers momentarily.
The mob parts as the capsule tracks its way toward the
entrance.
The last glimmer of soft daylight fades as the capsule merges
with the golden craft, becomes part of it.
Feelgood hobbles outside, looks up.
Gone.
CHAPTER 24 - MOONRISE - IMAGE - MOONRISE.
Blake helps Sarah up the muddy bank.
SARAH
I'm good now.
Thoughtfully, Blake nods.
SARAH (CONT'D)
What is it, Blake?
BLAKE
Ever heard of Kutji?
88.
SARAH
Danny mentioned something.
BLAKE
I'll tell you what I know the
moment we get back to the
lighthouse. Come on.
As they climb the last rise, the sun dips below the horizon.
Light glows from the lighthouse dome.
Danny races through the entrance, holds his mother.
DANNY
Mum! You're okay. But you look like
you've been roughed up.
SARAH
(bending to kiss his
forehead, ruffle his
hair)
I'm good, Danny.
DANNY
(standing back seriously,
trying to sound manly)
Are you okay, Blake?
SARAH
(smiling)
Blake, is it? We have come a long
way.
DANNY
I saw you through the telescope.
The crocodile... everything.
And I saw some weird stuff. The
aliens have taken Juba!
Sarah rolls her eyes.
Once inside the dome, Blake diverts Danny to get some food
organized.
He takes Sarah by the hand, looks into her eyes.
BLAKE
We may see some things that are a
bit hard to take in.
89.
SARAH
(tilting her head)
You mean the weird stuff Danny
mentioned?
BLAKE
Yeah. Supernatural things. Things
we would normally scoff at. And
that's only the start of it. There
has to be more to this.
SARAH
We'll just have to wait and see.
DANNY
(waltzing in carrying
three metal plates)
Beans.
Blake looks about for a place to sit, notices the box taken
from under the wooden bench.
It's open, with a sprung lid in two halves. He places his
plate on the bench, moves the oil lamp to see inside.
He picks up the envelope, turns it in his hands.
In faded black ink, it has his name written on it.
Blake sits in the leather chair.
Sarah tends to her ankle while Danny peers through the
telescope at the calming waters below.
SARAH
(wincing as she adjusts
her foot)
So much for a quiet place to ride
out the storm.
BLAKE
(looking around the dome)
This place... it's not random that
we're here.
DANNY
(turning from telescope)
What do you mean?
Blake reaches for the wooden trunk Danny had opened earlier.
He picks up the envelope with his name on it.
BLAKE
Danny found this.
90.
SARAH
(curious)
How's that possible? We've never
been here before.
Blake carefully opens the envelope, unfolds a letter written
in his father's handwriting.
BLAKE
(reading)
"Son, if you're reading this,
you've found your way home."
He looks up at them, then continues reading.
BLAKE (CONT'D)
"This lighthouse isn't just a
building - it's a promise. A
promise that lost souls can always
find their way back to where they
belong."
DANNY
Your dad wrote that?
BLAKE
(nodding, emotional)
Twenty-three years ago. Before he
died.
Blake sets the letter aside, shows them the photographs from
the trunk - his parents at the lighthouse construction site.
BLAKE (CONT'D)
My father built this place. Left it
to me. I only found out a while
back. It's why I left the army.
SARAH
(softly)
And that's why you came north.
BLAKE
I thought it would just be... I
don't know. A weekend trip. See
what the old man left behind.
He looks around the dome, touches the glass panels.
BLAKE (CONT'D)
Turns out he left me exactly what I
needed. A place to settle.
Danny moves closer, studying the photos.
91.
He picks up another photo - his parents holding hands at the
lighthouse base.
BLAKE (CONT'D)
Dad was a carpenter. Mum a teacher.
Nothing special, just... good
people who believed in building
things that last.
DANNY
Like this place. With an alien
thrown in.
Blake looks out at the delta where they'd nearly lost each
other.
BLAKE
All those years, I thought they'd
abandoned me. Left me with nothing.
DANNY
But they didn't.
BLAKE
No. And somehow... it guided me to
you two.
Thunder RUMBLES in the distance. Blake stands, moves to the
window.
BLAKE (CONT'D)
Storm's not over yet. We'll ride it
out.
SARAH
Together?
BLAKE
(turning back to them)
If you'll have me.
Danny grins, holds up the ancient spear Juba gave him.
DANNY
Think your dad would've liked Juba?
BLAKE
(looking at the lighthouse
around them)
I think he built this place for
people exactly like us. The ones
who don't give up.
92.
The lighthouse beam mechanism creaks softly above them, as if
responding to Blake's words.
Then, a distant THUMPING sound - something approaching.
DANNY
What's that?
BLAKE
I'll be buggered. NASA.
DANNY
(pointing)
It's landing on the delta!
Blake rushes down the stairs.
CHAPTER 25 - SUNK - IMAGE - UNDERWATER.
— ⑭
INT. NASA KENNEDY SPACE CENTER - MISSION CONTROL – DAY
NASA controllers wait in silence.
Eyes fix on the inactive overhead monitors.
Endurance II orbits appear as a figure eight to compensate
for the earth's flattened representation.
Matt sighs as he addresses a senior operator at her terminal.
MATT
It's been twelve hours since
Commander Schuster's last
transmission. Let's go over it
again.
OPERATOR
(reading from keyed notes)
Okay. Twelve eighteen, Eastern
Standard Time. Fifth orbit directly
above the Solomon Islands. We had
no warning. Transmissions seemed
normal, all systems check out.
MATT
Replay the digital images of the
last ten minutes to the master
screen.
The operator wheels to another flat console, presses a series
of touch-sensitive buttons.
The screen ahead goes blank.
She rewinds the images.
A flash of Earth lights the large room.
It's as though they're traveling on the shuttle, looking
down.
81.
MATT (CONT'D)
(whispering)
That's one hell of a hurricane down
there. Could it affect them?
OPERATOR
(shrugging)
The meteorological department have
named the Hurricane Duchess. And
the word is, this hurricane came
out of nowhere. It could only
affect them if they're out of
orbit.
They watch as the image rolls over and over, then settles
back to normal.
MATT
(gasping)
What the hell!
The image goes blank.
Schuster's final words plays over the intercom.
OPERATOR
We have to assume Endurance went
down where the last message was
received.
MATT
We've scanned the area. No trace of
them.
High-resolution images snap onto the overhead screen. The
colossal swirl of hurricane Duchess moves across the earth.
The operator further enhances the images.
Endurance's anterior profile comes into view.
Then,the hurricane vanishes, like it was snatched away.
Endurance hits the ocean.
MATT (CONT'D)
There!
She rattles off coordinates.
OPERATOR
(instantly)
And get this. Mad Water Delta, near
Cactus Loop. Australia.
82.
He picks up the safe telephone with a direct line to the
White House, waits.
MATT
(on telephone)
Kate, we've located Endurance II. I
need access to a SEAL team and a
chopper. You need to inform the
Australian authorities we'll be
conducting a rescue mission in
their space.
KATE
Matt, this needs State approval.
I'll connect with DOD now to get a
plan moving. How long have I got?
MATT
Hours. One more thing. I need Amy
for this. Let her know, get her to
my office soon as.
KATE
On it.
CHAPTER 22 - FLEABAG DOWN - IMAGE - PICKUP.
EXT. NEAR STINKWOOD ISLAND, OUTSIDE CACTUS LOOP - NIGHT
FLEABAG'S truck rattles south, bounces over a little-used
scrub track.
The fossils lie in a bag beside him.
The road dwindles to nothing.
Virgin bush scrapes the chassis as the engine SCREAMS through
the night.
FLEABAG
(desperation in his voice)
Come on, you beauty. Don't fail me
now.
Wind cuts through the windscreen.
Insects whip into the cab, splatter against the back screen.
The truck LURCHES over a small embankment, comes to a jarring
halt.
The wheels spin, fail to grip the softening filth of the dry
riverbed.
83.
Fleabag's head SNAPS forward.
His lip splits open as his mouth SMASHES into the steering
wheel.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(blood dribbling)
Shit...
He opens the door, steps outside, sinks to his knees in mud.
As he struggles to stand, he looks int the cab, sees light.
The fossils are glowing with otherworldly energy.
The glow intensifies, and suddenly Fleabag's vision blurs.
The light seems to penetrate his mind.
He claps his head in his hands.
MONTAGE - FLEABAG'S MEMORIES
- Fleabag's knife plunging into Calvin Hemming's chest in the
alley, the man's shocked eyes as he falls
- Blake witnessing him flee the scene, the moment that
started this chase
- The ancient cave, Marwen emerging confused and frightened
from the capsule, reaching out for help
- Fleabag's rifle firing, Marwen's head snapping back, the
old man crumpling
- Grabbing the glowing fossils with greedy hands while
Marwen's blood pools on the cave floor
- The destruction following in his wake - Hurricane Duchess,
people dying.
END MONTAGE
Fleabag staggers, overwhelmed by the visions.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(whispered horror)
Jesus... what have I done?
The fossils pulse brighter, as if responding to his
recognition.
84.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(to the fossils)
All of it... the storms, the
death... because I killed that old
man. Because I took you.
He turns his head to listen.
A ROAR in the distance, getting louder.
A fifteen-foot wave appears as the moon illuminates it.
Gathering froth and debris rushing toward him.
Fleabag looks back at the glowing fossils, understanding
flooding through him.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(with growing realization)
You don't belong to me. You never
bloody did.
The wave approaches. Fleabag makes a desperate choice. He
lunges back toward the truck to grab the dilly bag.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(shouting over the roar)
I'm sorry! I'm sorry for what I
did!
The flash flood hits with tremendous force.
The truck lifts like a toy.
Fleabag, clutching the fossils, is swept into the churning
water.
As he tumbles through the current, the KUTJI SPIRIT swirls
around him.
The spirit WRENCHES the dilly bag from Fleabag's hands with
supernatural force.
He tries to hold on, but the spirit is too strong.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(desperately)
No! I wanna make this right!
But the Kutji spirit drags the glowing fossils down into the
depths, toward where Endurance II lies at the bottom of the
delta.
85.
Fleabag is swept in a different direction, battered by
debris, pulled toward a large rock formation where his hands
find purchase.
He drags himself onto a ledge, gasping, empty-handed.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(coughing up water,
staring at the dark
water)
They're gone.
He sits against the rock, exhausted, bleeding.
Nearby, the lighthouse on Stinkwood Island.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(with quiet understanding)
That's where this gotta end.
He struggles to his feet, his shoulders slump in defeat.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(to himself)
Frederick Bagley, you've been a
monster your whole poxy life. Time
to find out if a monster can
change.
Directly above him, the alien mirage appears.
FLEABAG (CONT'D)
(head shaking)
I though I'd seen it all.
Determines, he starts walking towards the lighthouse.
EXT. MAD WATER DELTA - UNDERWATER - CONTINUOUS
Deep beneath the surface, the Kutji spirit settles the
glowing fossils near the downed shuttle.
The fossils pulse.
The spirit coils around them protectively, watchful.
CHAPTER 23 - LAST RITES - IMAGE - BURIAL.
INT. DIGGERS CAVE - DAY
MARWEN'S body lies on a bed of woven twigs.
86.
Feelgood squats beside the body, lips moving in silent
prayer.
JUBA enters, followed by BUDYA. Juba's eyes burn with
recognition as he stares at the alien mural.
Feelgood shuffles to the mural, starts a fire with a wooden
drill.
Flames leap up.
He throws bark, leaves, and feathers onto the embers.
Blue sparks fly.
Feelgood breathes into a ceremonial wood-pipe.
The group taps sticks rhythmically.
The Old Man dances, his bare feet shuffling across the floor.
The beat intensifies, the cave fills with primal energy.
At the crescendo, Budya guides the trance-like Juba to the
open silver capsule.
Juba steps inside, curls into a ball.
The cylinder begins closing with a mechanical HUM.
The chanting stops.
Feelgood spreads his arms.
The capsule seals with a sharp HISS.
CLOSE-UP - The sealed cylinder containing Juba.
EXT. DIGGERS CAVE AREA – DUSK
The day draws to a close.
A hunter's moon rests quietly over the northern horizon.
Stars begin to fill the sky.
Peace settles across the open plains.
Like lightning, the alien mirage appears.
It hovers near the cave opening.
87.
No lights, no clue to any life-form – just a splinter.
Waiting.
SECONDARY IMAGE - WAITING
INT. DIGGERS CAVE – CONTINUOUS
A low murmur emanates from the cave. Feelgood holds out his
arm. The voices cease.
Overwhelming knowledge of magic burns in every set of eyes.
An aura of anticipation fills the air.
The fire flares.
Feelgood turns his head toward the entrance.
Lifts himself from his squatting position.
Places his open palm upon the capsule.
As though an invisible hand reached inside the cave, the
capsule lifts smoothly, lingers momentarily.
The mob parts as the capsule tracks its way toward the
entrance.
The last glimmer of soft daylight fades as the capsule merges
with the golden craft, becomes part of it.
Feelgood hobbles outside, looks up.
Gone.
CHAPTER 24 - MOONRISE - IMAGE - MOONRISE.
EXT. MUDDY BANK - NEAR LIGHTHOUSE – EVENING
Blake helps Sarah up the muddy bank.
SARAH
I'm good now.
Thoughtfully, Blake nods.
SARAH (CONT'D)
What is it, Blake?
BLAKE
Ever heard of Kutji?
88.
SARAH
Danny mentioned something.
BLAKE
I'll tell you what I know the
moment we get back to the
lighthouse. Come on.
As they climb the last rise, the sun dips below the horizon.
Light glows from the lighthouse dome.
Danny races through the entrance, holds his mother.
DANNY
Mum! You're okay. But you look like
you've been roughed up.
SARAH
(bending to kiss his
forehead, ruffle his
hair)
I'm good, Danny.
DANNY
(standing back seriously,
trying to sound manly)
Are you okay, Blake?
SARAH
(smiling)
Blake, is it? We have come a long
way.
DANNY
I saw you through the telescope.
The crocodile... everything.
And I saw some weird stuff. The
aliens have taken Juba!
Sarah rolls her eyes.
INT. LIGHTHOUSE DOME – CONTINUOUS
Once inside the dome, Blake diverts Danny to get some food
organized.
He takes Sarah by the hand, looks into her eyes.
BLAKE
We may see some things that are a
bit hard to take in.
89.
SARAH
(tilting her head)
You mean the weird stuff Danny
mentioned?
BLAKE
Yeah. Supernatural things. Things
we would normally scoff at. And
that's only the start of it. There
has to be more to this.
SARAH
We'll just have to wait and see.
DANNY
(waltzing in carrying
three metal plates)
Beans.
Blake looks about for a place to sit, notices the box taken
from under the wooden bench.
It's open, with a sprung lid in two halves. He places his
plate on the bench, moves the oil lamp to see inside.
He picks up the envelope, turns it in his hands.
In faded black ink, it has his name written on it.
Blake sits in the leather chair.
Sarah tends to her ankle while Danny peers through the
telescope at the calming waters below.
SARAH
(wincing as she adjusts
her foot)
So much for a quiet place to ride
out the storm.
BLAKE
(looking around the dome)
This place... it's not random that
we're here.
DANNY
(turning from telescope)
What do you mean?
Blake reaches for the wooden trunk Danny had opened earlier.
He picks up the envelope with his name on it.
BLAKE
Danny found this.
90.
SARAH
(curious)
How's that possible? We've never
been here before.
Blake carefully opens the envelope, unfolds a letter written
in his father's handwriting.
BLAKE
(reading)
"Son, if you're reading this,
you've found your way home."
He looks up at them, then continues reading.
BLAKE (CONT'D)
"This lighthouse isn't just a
building - it's a promise. A
promise that lost souls can always
find their way back to where they
belong."
DANNY
Your dad wrote that?
BLAKE
(nodding, emotional)
Twenty-three years ago. Before he
died.
Blake sets the letter aside, shows them the photographs from
the trunk - his parents at the lighthouse construction site.
BLAKE (CONT'D)
My father built this place. Left it
to me. I only found out a while
back. It's why I left the army.
SARAH
(softly)
And that's why you came north.
BLAKE
I thought it would just be... I
don't know. A weekend trip. See
what the old man left behind.
He looks around the dome, touches the glass panels.
BLAKE (CONT'D)
Turns out he left me exactly what I
needed. A place to settle.
Danny moves closer, studying the photos.
91.
He picks up another photo - his parents holding hands at the
lighthouse base.
BLAKE (CONT'D)
Dad was a carpenter. Mum a teacher.
Nothing special, just... good
people who believed in building
things that last.
DANNY
Like this place. With an alien
thrown in.
Blake looks out at the delta where they'd nearly lost each
other.
BLAKE
All those years, I thought they'd
abandoned me. Left me with nothing.
DANNY
But they didn't.
BLAKE
No. And somehow... it guided me to
you two.
Thunder RUMBLES in the distance. Blake stands, moves to the
window.
BLAKE (CONT'D)
Storm's not over yet. We'll ride it
out.
SARAH
Together?
BLAKE
(turning back to them)
If you'll have me.
Danny grins, holds up the ancient spear Juba gave him.
DANNY
Think your dad would've liked Juba?
BLAKE
(looking at the lighthouse
around them)
I think he built this place for
people exactly like us. The ones
who don't give up.
92.
The lighthouse beam mechanism creaks softly above them, as if
responding to Blake's words.
Then, a distant THUMPING sound - something approaching.
DANNY
What's that?
BLAKE
I'll be buggered. NASA.
DANNY
(pointing)
It's landing on the delta!
Blake rushes down the stairs.
CHAPTER 25 - SUNK - IMAGE - UNDERWATER.