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Jeepers Creepers 3

Posted in Script Treatment with tags on September 14, 2009 by Staff Writer
Jeepers Creepers 3 – Spring Break Musical!
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Story treatment by
M. Jenkins & J. Hurley
– – –
We pick up from the end of JC2:
The Sheriff is waiting for the thing to awaken.
He says to himself, “Wish I had some back-up.”
He thinks for a minute and decides to call the State Highway Patrol.
SHERIFF: “Hey Jimmy, it’s Travis. Listen, I got this demon thing nailed to a wall in my barn. It’s sleeping right now, but I think it’s gonna wake up tonight and cause a ruckus. I’d sure appreciate it if you and a few of your boys’d come up here and help me keep an eye on it. … No, I am _not_ drunk on corn-cob liquor. Just asking an old friend for a little help. … I got donuts & coffee. … Thank you kindly. I’ll put on the porch light for you.”
Captain Jimmy and two other State Highway Patrolmen arrive soon thereafter, tearing ass and peeling rubber to get to the coffee and donuts as quickly as possible.
A few minutes later, the gentlemen all settled down in rocking chairs in the barn, with coffee and donuts aplenty, Captain Jimmy begins to ask questions.
JIMMY: “Now, Travis, what’s all this bullshit about demons nailed to your wall? If I have to haul you into town and throw you in the drunk tank again, I am going to be … very disappointed.”
TRAVIS: “Oh, it’s right up there.”
He gestures with his shotgun to the far wall of the barn, where the creature is nailed to the wall.
All the Highway Patrolmen freak out. They simply hadn’t noticed it until now.
ALL: “JFC! WTF! OMG!”
TRAVIS: “He’s still sleeping.”
The creature twitches slightly.
All the Highway Patrolmen freak out.
ALL: “JFC! WTF! OMG!”
TRAVIS: “Looks like he’s waking up.”
The creature begins to strain and then thrash about.
TRAVIS: “Probably best to start shooting.”
Everyone furiously fires at the monster. It roars and screams. Soon the creature’s restraints, weakened by time, the monster’s actions and heavy gunfire, fail and it falls to the floor of the barn. The men have all run out of ammo, and the creature stops moving or howling. It is still alive, however, brething heavy, ragged breaths.
JIMMY: “What the ish?!”
TRAVIS: “Jimmy, can I ask you to … uh … cuff that thing and take it down to the jail? My barn wall ain’t in no condition to hold it no more, and that’s pretty much all I had set up.”
Jimmy takes a long, hard look at the monster, then the barn wall, and then at Travis.
JIMMY: “Aw, ish. I guess that’s the best way to contain it for now. The drunk tank’s the only thing we got empty down town. I’ll … look into getting … an empty cemetary vault. We could … wrap it chains, throw it in and pour cement on it.”
TRAVIS: “That actually sounds pretty good. Wish I’d thought of it.”
The gruesome and gore-covered creature is handcuffed and placed in the back of a patrol car.
Once the creature is imprisoned, it eats some people & breaks out.
Drawn by the smell of thousands of teenagers in heat, it heads south, across the United States, across the border, to Cancun!
Only one thing stands between this flesh-eating monstrosity and thousands of innocent spring breakers: Samuel L. Jackson as the ex-bandito Sheriff of Cancun, Guido Sanchez!
SLJ: “Ain’t _no_ monster gonna eat _no_ body in _my_ town!”
See him deputize the entire MTV Live crew!
See hotels explode!
See heart-stopping car chases though Mayan ruins!
See evil Mexican drug dealers meet their terrible demise!
See a cast of thousands in the largest musical number ever filmed!
See it all in 3-D!
See
J33P3RS CR33P3RS 3, D!: Spring Break Musical & Mayhem!

Jeepers Creepers 3 – Spring Break Musical!

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Story treatment by

M. Jenkins & J. Hurley

– – –

We pick up directly from the end of JC2:

The SHERIFF (TRAVIS) is waiting for the CREATURE to awaken.

He says to himself, “Wish I had some back-up.”

He thinks for a minute and decides to call the State Highway Patrol.

SHERIFF: “Hey Jimmy, it’s Travis. Listen, I got this demon thing nailed to a wall in my barn. It’s sleeping right now, but I think it’s gonna wake up tonight and cause a ruckus. I’d sure appreciate it if you and a few of your boys’d come up here and help me keep an eye on it. … No, I am not drunk on corn-cob liquor. Just asking an old friend for a little help … I got donuts & coffee … Thank you kindly. I’ll put on the porch light for you.”

CAPTAIN JIMMY and two other State Highway Patrolmen arrive soon thereafter, tearing ass and peeling rubber to get to the coffee and donuts as quickly as possible.

A few minutes later, the gentlemen all settled down in rocking chairs in the BARN, with coffee and donuts aplenty, CAPTAIN JIMMY begins to ask questions.

JIMMY: “Now, Travis, what’s all this bullshit about demons nailed to your wall? If I have to haul you into town and throw you in the drunk tank again, I am going to be very disappointed.”

TRAVIS: “Oh, it’s right up there.”

He GESTURES with his SHOTGUN to the far wall of the BARN, where the CREATURE is nailed and chained to the wall.

All the Highway Patrolmen freak-the-fuck-out. Evidently, they simply hadn’t noticed it until now.

ALL: “Jesus fucking Christ! What the fuck? Oh my god!” etc.

They then look back at SHERIFF TRAVIS as if he was immediately about to unleash a second, equally horrific surprise.

TRAVIS: “He’s still sleeping.”

The CREATURE twitches slightly.

All the Highway Patrolmen freak-the-fuck-out.

ALL: “Jesus fucking Christ! What the fuck? Oh my god!” etc.

TRAVIS: “Looks like he’s a-waking up.”

The CREATURE begins to strain against it’s bonds and then thrash increasingly violently about.

TRAVIS: “Probably best to start shooting.”

Here begins a short but amusing musical montage. Everyone furiously FIRES at the CREATURE. It roars and screams. Soon the CREATURE’s restraints, weakened by time, the CREATURE’s own actions and the heavy, concentrated gunfire, fail and it FALLS to the dirt floor of the BARN. The men have all run out of ammo, and the CREATURE stops moving or howling. It is still alive, however, brething heavy, ragged breaths. Fade out music.

CAPTAIN JIMMY: “What the shit?!”

TRAVIS: “Jimmy, can I ask you to … uh … cuff that thing and take it down to the jail? My barn wall ain’t in no condition to hold it no more, and … uh … that’s pretty much all I had set up.”

JIMMY takes a long, hard look at the CREATURE, then the barn wall, and then at TRAVIS.

JIMMY: “Aw, shit. I guess that’s the best way to contain it for now. The drunk tank’s the only thing we got empty down town. I’ll … look into getting … an empty cemetary vault. We could … wrap it chains, throw it in and pour cement on it.”

TRAVIS: “That actually sounds pretty good. Wish I’d thought of it.”

The gruesome and gore-covered CREATURE is handcuffed and placed in the back of a patrol car.

– – –

Once the CREATURE is imprisoned at the JAIL, it eats some people & breaks out. That should be an amusing musical montage as well.

– – –

Drawn by the smell of thousands of TEENAGERS IN HEAT, it heads south, across the United States, across the Mexican border, to Cancun! This should also be an amusing musical montage, juxtaposing the SPRING BREAKERS cavorting while the CREATURE runs and flies southward, eating anyone who crosses it’s path.

– – –

Only one thing stands between this flesh-eating monstrosity and thousands of innocent spring breakers:

Samuel L. Jackson

as

the ex-bandito

Sheriff of Cancun, Guido Sanchez!

SLJ: “Ain’t no monster gonna eat no body in my town!”

– – –

See him deputize the entire MTV Live crew!

See whole hotel chains explode!

See heart-stopping car chases though Mayan ruins!

See evil Mexican drug dealers meet their gruesome demise!

See a cast of thousands in the largest musical number ever filmed!

And see it all in stunning 3-D!

See

J33P3RS CR33P3RS 3(D) – Spring Break Musical!

Planes on a Snake (Farm)!

Posted in Script Treatment with tags on July 7, 2009 by Staff Writer
Planes on a Snake (Farm)
Story idea by M. Jenkins & J. Hurley
June 4, 2009
Samuel L. Jackson is a simple Cajun snake farmer in rural Louisiana.
He runs a snake farm and a snake zoo called “Snake Land.”
The zoo has a large plaster entranceway in the form of a mock giant snake head.
To enter the zoo, a visitor walks in through the giant open ‘snake mouth.’
Due to local zoning restrictions, his farm is outside of town and regrettably close to the small regional airport.
After the end of a typical day, herding schoolchildren around the zoo, he is up on a ladder, leaning against the top of the snake head entranceway. He is using a broom to sweep children’s paper airplanes off the top of the snake head. He mutters under his breath, “I’m tired of these m*f*king planes on my m*f*king snake.”
The weather turns cloudy…
Watching TV in his house (attached to the side of the farm & zoo), he sees a hurricane is making an unexpected sharp turn, and is now heading directly at his location.
Meanwhile, the President has just finished speaking in New Orelans.
He and the First Lady have just enjoyed the first Presidential Mardi Gras.
The President threw out the ceremonial first beads.
Air Force One and her fighter jet escort are now headed northeast, back to DC.
They had hoped to go around the hurricane, but while travelling northward to avoid it, Air Force One is struck by lightning! She must land, and the closest airport is the one right next to Snake Land!
Air Force One makes a landing attempt, but runs off the end of the runway, right into Snake Land!
Now only Samuel L. Jackson (and the President’s Air Force escort) can save the Comander-in-Chief from a flooded zoo full of deadly snakes gone wild in –
Planes on a Snake (Farm)!

Story idea by M. Jenkins & J. Hurley

June 4, 2009

Samuel L. Jackson is a simple Cajun snake farmer in rural Louisiana.

He runs a snake farm and a snake zoo called “Snake Land.”

The zoo has a large plaster entranceway in the form of a mock giant snake head.

To enter the zoo, a visitor walks in through the giant open ‘snake mouth.’

Due to local zoning restrictions, his farm is outside of town and regrettably close to the small regional airport.

After the end of a typical day, herding schoolchildren around the zoo, he is up on a ladder, leaning against the top of the snake head entranceway. He is using a broom to sweep children’s paper airplanes off the top of the snake head. He mutters under his breath, “I’m tired of these m*f*king planes on my m*f*king snake.”

The weather turns cloudy…

Watching TV in his house (attached to the side of the farm & zoo), he sees a hurricane is making an unexpected sharp turn, and is now heading directly at his location.

Meanwhile, the President has just finished speaking in New Orelans.

He and the First Lady have just enjoyed the first Presidential Mardi Gras.

The President threw out the ceremonial ‘first beads.’

Air Force One and her fighter jet escort are now headed northeast, back to DC.

They had hoped to go around the hurricane, but while travelling northward to avoid it, Air Force One is struck by lightning! She must land, and the closest airport is the one right next to Snake Land!

Air Force One makes a landing attempt, but runs off the end of the runway, right into Snake Land!

Now only Samuel L. Jackson (and the President’s Air Force escort) can save the Comander-in-Chief from

a flooded zoo full of deadly snakes gone wild

in

Planes on a Snake (Farm)!

President Pimp

Posted in Script Treatment with tags on June 4, 2009 by Staff Writer

 

President Pimp
“Presidentin’ aint easy!”
Story outline by M. Jenkins & J. Hurley, May 7, 2009.
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Samuel L. Jackson is America’s greatest pimp.
He is also the honorary US ambassador to Jamaica.
And, he is also the only black man with a black belt in cowboy kung-fu!
But when Air Force One crashes into Congress, and Washington DC sinks into the Atlantic Ocean, only he can save the nation from total chaos!
As the highest-ranking surviving member of the US Federal Government, President Samuel L. Jackson must meet with the Chinese premire, and defend America from the beast from the East: the immortal vampire daughter of Fu-Manchu, Saki-saki, the she-pimp of Szechuan!
Her thirst for power is matched only by her thirst for blood!
Both of which are very high!
Also, she is very attractive!
Now, America’s only hope is – 
Samuel L. Jackson as – 
President Pimp!

President Pimp

“Presidentin’ aint easy!”

 

Story outline by M. Jenkins & J. Hurley, May 7, 2009.

 

Samuel L. Jackson is America’s greatest pimp.

He is also the honorary US ambassador to Jamaica.

And, he is also the only black man with a black belt in cowboy kung-fu!

But when Air Force One crashes into Congress, and Washington DC sinks into the Atlantic Ocean, only he can save the nation from total chaos!

As the highest-ranking surviving member of the US Federal Government, President Samuel L. Jackson must meet with the Chinese premire, and defend America from the Beast from the East: the immortal vampire daughter of Fu-Manchu: Saki-saki, the she-pimp of Szechuan!

Her thirst for power is matched only by her thirst for blood!

Both of which are very high!

Also, she is very sexy!

 

Now, America’s only hope

is

Samuel L. Jackson

as

President Pimp!

Planet of the Kongs!

Posted in Script Treatment with tags on June 4, 2009 by Staff Writer

 

Story concept by M. Jenkins & J. Hurley
June 2, 2009
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The terrible secret origin of King Kong – never before told!
King Kong is actually a member of a race of giant space apes!
His ship crashed on Skull Island and all crew perished but him.
Without food, clothes, tools, or weapons, he must survive in the primeval jungle, fighting and eating dinoasurs to survive.

Story concept by M. Jenkins & J. Hurley

June 2, 2009

 

The terrible secret origin of King Kong – never before told!

 

King Kong is actually a member of a race of giant space apes!

His ship crashed on Skull Island and all crew perished but him.

Without food, clothes, tools, or weapons, he must survive in the primeval jungle, fighting and eating dinoasurs to survive.

Will he retain his “humanity” or become just as savage as the beasts he hunts?

Frankenstein 3000

Posted in Script Treatment with tags on June 4, 2009 by Staff Writer

 

 

Frankenstein 3000
Script Treatment by Mike Jenkins & Joe Hurley
April 14, 2008
A futuristic reboot of the classic tale.
Perhaps best told as a trilogy? Or Quadrilogy?
18XX-1912-1918, 1939-1945, 1969, 2009, 2069?
Doctor Frankenstein’s immortal monster, once thought to have destroyed himself by fire, is actually frozen in an arctic iceberg. Said iceberg is hit by the Titanic, relasing the monster into the frigid North Atlantic. A rescue ship picks him up, mistaking his burned and frozen corpse for that of a boiler room crewman. Buried in a mass grave for Titanic victims in the outskirts of New York City, he is reawakened when the grave’s monument is struck by lightning.
Goes on bloody rampage until captured and confined by the US government. Later loosed on the Germans in WWI. Punches holes in some tanks, knocks some doughboys & Huns around until Kaiser Wilhelm orders a railway gun to drop a 500 pound shell of TNT near him. This buries the creature under a few tons of rubble, where he will sit until 1938.
When the French are building the Maginot Line, they uncover him in a tunnel. A small, malfunctioning generator awakens him. One short bloody rampage later, he is sealed in a tunnel section which is then flooded with concrete. Imprisoned in a rough-hewn block of concrete wrapped in steel bands, the creature is air-dropped into Berlin in 1945, where it finds its way into Hitler’s bunker and squishes his head like an over-ripe tomato.
A German Panzer offensive drives him across the country, to Peenemunde, where another tunnel / bunker battle takes place. Eventually he is drowned in molten aluminum. The aluminum block is strapped to a few V-2’s and shot into space just as Peenemunde is blown to hell by Allied bombing.
In 1969, Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin find him on the moon. While innocently collecting rock samples, they uncover what appears to be a human hand. Further excavation reveals aluminum fragments and an apparent human corpse. Excited transmissions go back and forth between the astronauts and NASA. The most logical assumption is that the Soviet Union tried and failed to send a man to the moon. Now exposed to the sun, the monster slowly comes to life. He chases Armstrong and Aldrin around for a while. The astronauts occasionally try to fight him, with predictably awkward results (low gravity!). They try to blow him up with seismic charges. They try to irradiate him with the radioisotope thermal electric generator. They eventually use the LEM’s landing motor to blast him off the moon, back into space.
2009: ISS crew identifies humanoid figure approching station. After initial observation, they guess it might be a dead astronaut, perhaps Chinese. They use the Canadian arm to retrieve it and place it in a temporary inflatable module for a closer look. Upon removing the layers of dust and space garbage around the figure, they are horrified to see the monster. An electrical short or a loose cable or something brings the beast to life. Bloody rampage ensues. The heroes blockade themselves in a dead-end module. The monster, unable to open the door, goes outside the station and begins to try to open the airlock at the opposite end of the module. Just as he cracks it open, out heroes manage to open the sealed door and barely make it into the next compartment before the whole station depressurises. They then decide to get into their suits and go EVA. They all hang on to the Canadian arm as it travels down to the opposite end of the ISS. They are being chased by the monster, who is awkwardly clamboring over the main truss. At the end of the station, the remaining astronauts use the solar panels to reflect solar energy at him, rapidly raising his temperature. Then, an astronaut soaks him with liquid nitrogen, freezing his extremities and cracking his torso. One astronaut then rams him with the Soyuz garbage ship, and he shatters and falls down toward Earth, to burn up in the atmosphere.
In 2069, he is found drifting in space, or on the moon, or on Mars, or on an asteriod or something. Hmm… Continuity might be a problem here.

Frankenstein 3000

 

Script Treatment by M. Jenkins & J. Hurley

April 14, 2008

 

A period piece and futuristic reboot of the classic tale.

Perhaps best told as a trilogy? Or quadrilogy?

18XX-1912-1918, 1939-1945, 1969, 2009, 2069?

 

Doctor Frankenstein’s immortal monster, once thought to have destroyed himself by fire, is actually frozen in an arctic iceberg. Said iceberg is hit by the Titanic, relasing the monster into the frigid North Atlantic. A rescue ship picks him up, mistaking his burned and frozen corpse for that of a boiler room crewman. Buried in a mass grave for Titanic victims in the outskirts of New York City, he is reawakened when the grave’s monument is struck by lightning.

 

Goes on bloody rampage until captured and confined by the US government. Later loosed on the Germans in WWI. Punches holes in some tanks, knocks some doughboys & Huns around until Kaiser Wilhelm orders a railway gun to drop a 500 pound shell of TNT near him. This buries the creature under a few tons of rubble, where he will sit until 1938.

 

When the French are building the Maginot Line, they uncover him in a tunnel. A small, malfunctioning generator awakens him. One short bloody rampage later, he is sealed in a tunnel section which is then flooded with concrete. Imprisoned in a rough-hewn block of concrete wrapped in steel bands, the creature is air-dropped into Berlin in 1945, where it finds its way into Hitler’s bunker and squishes his head like an over-ripe tomato.

 

A German Panzer offensive drives him across the country, to Peenemunde, where another tunnel / bunker battle takes place. Eventually he is drowned in molten aluminum. The aluminum block is strapped to a few V-2’s and shot into space just as Peenemunde is blown to hell by Allied bombing.

 

In 1969, Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin find him on the moon. While innocently collecting rock samples, they uncover what appears to be a human hand. Further excavation reveals aluminum fragments and an apparent human corpse. Excited transmissions go back and forth between the astronauts and NASA. The most logical assumption is that the Soviet Union tried and failed to send a man to the moon. Now exposed to the sun, the monster slowly comes to life. He chases Armstrong and Aldrin around for a while. The astronauts occasionally try to fight him, with predictably awkward results (low gravity!). They try to blow him up with seismic charges. They try to irradiate him with the radioisotope thermal electric generator. They eventually use the LEM’s landing motor to blast him off the moon, back into space.

 

2009: ISS crew identifies humanoid figure approching station. After initial observation, they guess it might be a dead astronaut, perhaps Chinese. They use the Canadian arm to retrieve it and place it in a temporary inflatable module for a closer look. Upon removing the layers of dust and space garbage around the figure, they are horrified to see the monster. An electrical short or a loose cable or something brings the beast to life. Bloody rampage ensues. The heroes blockade themselves in a dead-end module. The monster, unable to open the door, goes outside the station and begins to try to open the airlock at the opposite end of the module. Just as he cracks it open, out heroes manage to open the sealed door and barely make it into the next compartment before the whole station depressurises. They then decide to get into their suits and go EVA. They all hang on to the Canadian arm as it travels down to the opposite end of the ISS. They are being chased by the monster, who is awkwardly clamboring over the main truss. At the end of the station, the remaining astronauts use the solar panels to reflect solar energy at him, rapidly raising his temperature. Then, an astronaut soaks him with liquid nitrogen, freezing his extremities and cracking his torso. One astronaut then rams him with the Soyuz garbage ship, and he shatters and falls down toward Earth, to burn up in the atmosphere.

 

In 2069, he is found drifting in space, or on the moon, or on Mars, or on an asteriod or something. Hmm… Continuity might be a problem here.

Star Trek Nemesis: Fan-Written Alternate Ending

Posted in Script Treatment with tags on June 4, 2009 by Staff Writer

October 1, 2007

– – – –

Data and Picard have beamed aboard the Scimitar, and are about to attempt to destroy the Reman superweapon.

 

Data is about to attempt to forcibly beam Picard out  when Picard, anticipating his move, steps back.

 

Data says, “Sir, I cannot allow you to sacrifice yourself. I am the junior officer and your survival takes precedence over my own. Besides, I am merely a machine.”

 

Picard: “Data, just because you’re not a human being doesn’t mean you’re worth less than one. I choose to do this.”

 

(They begin to circle the machine, each one with his phaser drawn.)

 

Data: “Sir, I respectfully disagree. Your sum total of life experience is greater than my own. You therefore have a greater value to civilization, both as a resource of skill and knowledge and as an investment of time and effort.”

 

Picard: “Data, are you satisfied with your development as a conscious being?”

 

Data is briefly surprised by this abrupt change of topic.

 

Data: “No, sir, I am not. There is much that I have yet to understand about humanity and … my self.”

 

Picard: “I am satisfied with my ‘personal development.’ I’ve led a long and rich life. Though I may have many healthy decades ahead of me, that cannot be guaranteed nearly as surely as you have as many decades ahead of you. You are an android – you’re virtually immortal – and you still have your whole ‘life’ ahead of you, if you’ll pardon the phrase.”

 

Picard: “I’ve left plenty of records of my wisdom for posterity to learn from – you have yet to leave your mark.”

 

Picard: “Mister Data, stand down – That’s an order.”

 

Data: (beat) “Aye, sir.”

 

Picard: “Tell the crew … that I wish them all … the best of luck.”

 

Data: “Aye, sir. … Goodbye, and thank you … Jean-Luc.”

 

Picard: “Goodbye Data. And good luck.”

 

Data beams out.

 

Picard turns toward the core of the superweapon. He checks the remaining time before firing on his tricorder, then casually throws it into the glowing core, where it is instantly vaporized. He calmly sets his phaser to maximum power, aims it at the center of the glowing core, smiles wistfully, and fires.

 

Cut to exterior view of the Scimitar, which is instantly rent asunder with sound of tremendous explosion. Fire, plasma, smoke and debris splash across the Enterprise. The glow of the explosion fades away, as does the sound. Fade to black.

 

Fade in on a lush mountainside, on Earth, in a region its natives still call France. The officers of the Enterprise are gathered around a small family plot, that of the Picard lineage. We see the memorial marker for Picard’s cousin (whose death was referenced in Insurrection). The Picard line ends here. We pan across the small open field to the officers, who are gathered around a polished black marble stele. At the base of the stele is a small flame. The face of the stone is engraved with the name Jean-Luc Picard and the dates 13 July, 2305 and March 5, 2379, and the legend Captain of the Starships USS Stargazer, USS Enterprise-D & USS Enterprise-E.

 

Worf is the first to place his hand on the stele.

 

An audio file is played by the stele: “Actually, I think you’re the bravest man I know.”

 

Computer: “Bridge voice recorder, USS Enterprise NCC 1701-E, stardate 2063.42: ‘First Contact Incident.'”

 

Worf steps back, and Riker places a hand on the stele. A voice speaks:

 

“Don’t try to be a great man, just be a man – let history make its own decisions.”

 

Computer: “Zefram Cochrane, stardate 2083.31, excerpt from adress at the commissioning of the first Starfleet starship.”


Slow zoom out.

 

One by one, they each touch the stone.

 

Tilt up to blue sky, and fade to slowly panning starfield.

 

Voice-over:

 

Picard: “Captain’s Log – supplemental. I sit here with not a little bit of trepidation. In less than twelve hours, this ship will be underway on its maiden voyage. She is of the largest class of vessel Starfleet has ever built, and most importantly, she carries the most famous name of any starship – Enterprise. I hope I will serve her and my post well, and with honor. Her mission is stated simply, in very few words: ‘To explore strange new worlds. To seek out new life and new civilizations. To boldly go where no one has gone before.’ They express a very profound hope: a belief that knowledge brings peace and prosperity. I believe it is also the very core of human nature: to want to know … to want to learn, and see… I hope my new crew and I can serve that purpose well. To leave the universe a better place than when we came. 

 

Ever since men noticed the stars, and reached out to try to touch them, we have wanted to know. … It is now humanity’s greatest opportunity: To explore – to seek – to boldly go.”

 

Caption fades up: Captain’s log of the Federation starship USS Enterprise, NCC-1701-D, stardate 2363.14. T minus eleven hours, five minutes until maiden voyage.

 

Fade to black. Roll credits.

Snakes on a Plane 2 – Snakes in Space

Posted in Script Treatment with tags on June 4, 2009 by Staff Writer

 

Story treatment by Mike Jenkins & Joe Hurley
June 2007
– Act One –
The future:
Aerospace Marshal Samuel L. Jackson must prevent terrorists from attacking a commercial space shuttle with genetically engineered super-snakes.
For the opening, we start with a commercial shuttle launch. Just as the main booms are retracted and the shuttle is beginning to move upward, we see SLJ jumping down off the far end of the main boom. As he falls down toward the shuttle cockpit windows, he fires a machine gun downward, shooting open the ‘windshield’ just in time to fall through it, as the shuttle rockets upward. 
Having also shot the bad guy in the pilot’s seat to pieces, he falls through the pilot’s seat (shot apart) and lands on the aft bulkhead. While straining under the g-force from acceleration (which is holding him to the back wall), he manages to shoot-up the other bad guys in the cockpit. Then, he must make a Herculean jump ‘up’ to get into the copilot’s seat. Once seated, he struggles to regain control of the shuttle.
The shuttle has been tilting into a disturbing backflip, which could turn into a giant summersault, slamming it back into  the ground. SLJ struggles mightily to right the shuttle, and ends up landing it on a nearby runway. (This could be the end of a routine areospace marshal training session, or the end of a real mission.)
– Act Two –
SLJ is on the shuttle, in space, when things start to go crazy. Snakes eat the pilots, terrify passengers, etc. Main cabin briefly loses pressure for some reason, loses gravity, etc.
Somewhere in this, SLJ strangles a bad guy with a snake.
Also, while conducting an EVA to repair the ship, he fights some other guy, and ends up stabbing him with a frozen snake.
– Act Three –
SLJ must battle the queen snake. He ends up blowing the shuttle in half. The rear end with the queen snake in it falls into the atmosphere and incinerates. Now SLJ must single-handedly land half a shuttle anywhere on Earth he can find. Opportunity for some location gags here: landing in front of some landmark. Or crashing into / through some landmark.

Story treatment by Mike Jenkins & Joe Hurley

 

June 2007

 

 

 

– Act One –

 

The future:

 

Aerospace Marshal Samuel L. Jackson must prevent terrorists from attacking a commercial space shuttle with genetically engineered super-snakes.

 

For the opening, we start with a commercial shuttle launch. Just as the main booms are retracted and the shuttle is beginning to move upward, we see SLJ jumping down off the far end of the main boom. As he falls down toward the shuttle cockpit windows, he fires a machine gun downward, shooting open the ‘windshield’ just in time to fall through it, as the shuttle rockets upward. 

 

Having also shot the bad guy in the pilot’s seat to pieces, he falls through the pilot’s seat (shot apart) and lands on the aft bulkhead. While straining under the g-force from acceleration (which is holding him to the back wall), he manages to shoot-up the other bad guys in the cockpit. Then, he must make a Herculean jump ‘up’ to get into the copilot’s seat. Once seated, he struggles to regain control of the shuttle.

 

The shuttle has been tilting into a disturbing backflip, which could turn into a giant summersault, slamming it back into  the ground. SLJ struggles mightily to right the shuttle, and ends up landing it on a nearby runway. (This could be the end of a routine areospace marshal training session, or the end of a real mission.)

 

– Act Two –

 

SLJ is on our ‘main’ shuttle, in space, when things start to go crazy. Snakes eat the pilots, terrify passengers, etc. Main cabin briefly loses pressure for some reason, loses gravity, etc.

 

Somewhere in this, SLJ strangles a bad guy with a snake.

 

Also, while conducting an EVA to repair the ship, he fights some other guy, and ends up stabbing him through with a frozen snake.

 

– Act Three –

 

SLJ must now battle the queen snake. He ends up blowing the shuttle in half. The rear end with the wounded queen snake in it falls into the atmosphere and incinerates / explodes. Now SLJ must single-handedly land half a shuttle anywhere on Earth he can find. Opportunity for some location gags here: landing in front of some landmark. Or crashing into / through some landmark. Or both.

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