Thread: AVP: The Hunt

alright, here it comes....


*camera pans across Earth from space. Slowly the ISS comes into view. Words appear "International Space Station. Present Day."*

*camera is now in the station. Three men are working on it.*

Bud: Hand me the wrench Hal.

Hal: Comin your way.

Bud: thanks.

Cory: Weve been working for hours, whens break?

Bud: When this is finished kid.

Cory: Im no kid. Quit calling me that.

Hal: Youre a kid to us. Quit complainin.......Kid.

Cory: Har Har, you guys crack me up.

*camera now shows a single small spacecraft floating toward the ISS. It shows the inside and a dead Predator on the floor, his spear is nearly completely melted. There is a hole in the head and Predator blood everywhere. The camera pans around the ship and shows a single Alien. It hisses and the camera is back outside the ship and shows is turning towards the ISS*

*camera is back in the ISS*

Bud: Alright, thats it. Were done. Happy kid?

Cory: Yeah buddy.

Hal: *laughs* Cory got you there Buddy.

Bud: Shut up Hal. Houston, were all done here.

*A pause* Houston: Roger that. ahead of schedule...good.

Cory: What the hell is that?

Bud: What kid?

Cory: *points* There.

Hal: Sweet Jesus.

Bud: *whispering* That can't be what it looks like.

Cory: I think it is.

Bud: Huston, we have an unknown contact heading right for us. It is not a asteroid. I repeat It is not an asteroid.

Houston: Then what is it? Whats the ETA?

Cory: I think its a spacecraft. Itll reach us in about five or so minutes.

Houston: Dear God...alright, if it docks DO NOT APPROACH IT. Use the camera system and the intercom to communicate. If possible. If it shows any hostile intent then immediately lock yourselves in a secure room. Understood?

Bud: loud and clear Houston.

Cory: Its docking.

Bud: Close the door!

Hal: *launches to the door and closes it. He turns a wheel to lock it.* Kid, I hope to God this isnt hostile.

Cory: Switching to docking bay cam.

*camera shows the door to the docking bay opening. Smoke hisses out and the Alien comes out.*

Hal: Thats one ugly mother.

Bud: There is no way in hell that that thing is friendly. Look at it. That thing, is a predator, pure and simple.

Cory: Maybe not. its just how it looks. *flips mike and speaks into it* Hello there. Can you understand me?

Bud: what the hell you doin kid......

*the Alien looks at the loudspeaker and hisses.*

Hal: Cory, that is a predator. Houston, we have a problem. It is a predator. And by the looks of it, it is the perfect killing machine.

Houston: Were looking at the camera feed now. You have one ugly creature up there.

Cory: its moving to our location! how does it know?

Bud: Oh dear God.

Cory: its climbing into the vents...

Hal: *looks at the vent in the ceiling* Oh shit.

Bud: *grabs three razors and hand one to each of them* we are fucked. Houston, That thing is also smart. its using the vents to get at us.

Houston: We are scrambling high altitude fighters. If things get out of hand, we will blow the ISS out of space.

Bud: I dont think anybody will like that.

Houston: we have the permission from the president himself. he has been fully informed. he has decided that having a hostile alien reach us is not allowable.

Bud: great. so were going to die. I hate you bastards.

Houston: We are sorry.

Cory: Bullshit.

*scraping noises come from the vent*

Hal: Oh fuck...

Bud: form a circle around it....when it drops, let it have it.

*they form a circle around the vent. more scraping noises*

Hal: whats it *the Alien bursts down and grabs Hal.*

Hal: *screams* Help! Help! get it off!!! *the Alien kills Hal with its mouth. Blood goes everywhere. Bud lunges at the Alien and the tail disembowels him. Cory slashes the Alien and blood gets on him.*

Cory: *screams* Oh God! its blood id acid! Oh god!

*the Alien grabs him and hisses into Cory's face*

Cory: You fucker. *the Alienn kills Cory with its mouth*

*camera now shows a larger ship. Inside two Predators watch a hologram of the fight. One goes over to a display and presses some buttons. The ship fires a laser at the ISS and it blows up. A Predator walks in and faces the commander. the camera shows a "T" on the Predators mask. The commander gives the Predator a hologram pad and three people appear on it.*


Houston Launch Control.

Director: Ok, just what the hell happened? The ISS blows up and we don't know who did i?

Rachel: We would have destroyed it anyway.

Director: there was no missile. Who hit it?

Rachel: We don't know for sure, but maybe...

Director: maybe what?

Rachel: Maybe there is more than one alien race. Maybe they intercepted the transmissions and decided to destroy the ISS.

Director: Who advanced this theory?

Rachel: *stays silent*

Director: Well? Who?


More to come later guys.

What happened to originality?

I think you should read a handful of screenplays in order to a get a grasp on the format. You can find dozens of them for free online. Screenwriting is very technical, so once you get the format down you'll find it's easier to work on the other stuff.

As for the material, I think you're going to find yourself in a bit of trouble writing a screenplay with copywritten material without being contracted for it first. It's cool if you just want to play around, just be careful where it ends up online. Who knows what scheming producers and attorneys are up to these days.

From a fan, Predators are referred to as Yautja. I may be off on the spelling a bit, it's been ages since I've read a decent Predator book, but in case any blowhard Predator fan gets wind of it, he'll likely give you a verbal coronary.

Good luck.