EXT. CELEBES SEA, ABOARD THE FISHING TRAWLER
The sun crowds the horizon in a dying flash of fire. The
On deck, a FISHERMAN sifts through a meager catch.
The Fisherman dives for the helm. Cuts away a rope lashed
The compass SPINS wildly. He shuts down the engine. A long
Then a deep, quivering
The windshield TREMBLES. Gauges SNAP and SHATTER.
IN THE DISTANCE
a geyser SPEWS into the air. Acres of water fall away.
A DARK SHAPE
looms out of the roiling depths.
It's an ISLAND. No more than a mile in diameter.
The boat bottoms out on solid rock as the island's only
The terrified Fisherman holds on. Clutches the crucifix
A magnificent antediluvian
emerges from the seething water.
The ground TREMBLES violently. Huge columns CRUMBLE at the
the size of a thermos bottle, skids down the marble
Careens over a cliff.
Sinks into the ocean.
The fishing boat slips from its rocky perch. CRASHES into
The trembling STOPS.
The island sinks below the turbulent water, sending a
charging toward coastal Mindanao.
ON THE OCEAN BOTTOM
the cylinder FLASHES in the fading light.
INT. UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA, BOTANY LAB - DAY (60's)
University of California
rests inside a pressure chamber. The top has been
Next to it
A SMALL SEED
in a sealed Petri dish.
The seed's the size of a large marble. Football-shaped.
DR. LEONARD RICHMANN, a driven man in his 20's, gazes at
VIRGINIA WHEAT, mid-20's, strides in. She's very pregnant.
Taps her stomach.
TECHNICIANS fuss around her. She slips into what looks
The LIGHTS in the room flicker briefly.
Stares through the glass at the seed.
Snaps on rubber exam gloves. A Technician seals her
Virginia's voice is MUFFLED from inside the suit.
Guided by two Techs, she moves into the cramped pressure
The Techs step out. Seal the door.
A shrill WHISTLE as a pump sucks air out of the chamber.
Virginia slides a dissecting microscope over the seed.
Opens the lid of the Petri dish.
A fragile haze shrouds the seed as lingering nitrogen
Virginia leans in. Monitors around the lab display her
Takes a pipette. Releases a small drop of water onto the
The seed expands slightly as the water makes its way deep
Virginia releases another drop of water onto the seed.
OUTSIDE THE CHAMBER
the pump HUMS effortlessly. A Technician checks a pressure
Virginia makes a lateral cut down the husk of the seed.
Gets another pair from the autoclave. The lights FLICKER
Virginia reaches into the dish with the tweezers. Flips
The lights BLINK again. The Technicians scramble.
Virginia focuses the microscope.
AN INFINITESIMAL ANOMALY
appears on the edge of the seed. Partly in shadow. Darker
Everyone studies the monitors. She zooms in.
on the dark spot. The seed reflects in her face plate.
The room SHUDDERS. The lights FLICK on and off several
Then OUT completely. The pump GRINDS to an ominous halt.
Too late. Air RUSHES in. The vacuum disintegrates.
The seals on the door and windows of the chamber
Virginia struggles in darkness to find the Petri dish.
The seed SWELLS
like a cancer.
into a dozen shards
A DELICATE MIST
into the air.
like dandelion fuzz
A SMALL RIP
in the forearm of Virginia's space suit.
ALMOST SILENCE NOW.
Only the HISS of air in the chamber.
Only a GASP inside the space suit.
INT. UC BOTANY LAB - LATER
A GHOSTLY FORM
fills the frame.
Dark. Unstable. Like a hair in the lens of a projector.
Richmann peers through the eyepiece of a clunky sixties
The form appears on a
Better now. More definition. It's a fragment of the seed
Richmann focuses in.
emerges. Geometric. Cool. Intelligent. Fused in the seed
Richmann cranks in more magnification.
ON THE MONITOR
the shape blooms.
We're looking deep inside molecular structure.
The design is formed from a group of stick-like,
Sanskrit, perhaps. Or the older Harappan. But oddly
Whatever it is, Richmann's stunned. Exhilarated by the
He siphons out the seed fragment with a pipette. Places it
INT. THE WHEATS' BEDROOM - NIGHT
Virginia wakes. Sits up.
Next to her, JOSEPH WHEAT, a solid man in his late 20's,
INT. UC MEDICAL CENTER, PRENATAL UNIT - DAY
BABY BENJAMIN 'BEN' WHEAT, red-faced and slightly
Behind a tripod, Joseph Wheat photographs his new son with
A DOCTOR steps in.
His voice trails away as they walk down the hall.
Baby Benjamin's thin arms lurch in the air. He reaches out
Feels the cool plastic of the incubator cover. BURBLES contentedly.
The camera WHIRS unattended on its tripod.
His tiny forefinger traces
a small MARK
in the condensation on the incubator cover.
INT. JAIL CELL - DAY (THE PRESENT)
An odd, auburn
on the cell wall.
It's similar in design to the mark Richmann saw on the seed fragment.
The painter is BENJAMIN (BEN) WHEAT, now 30. His palette
He's dressed in a blood-spattered Moschino T-shirt and jeans.
Thirty years later.
He splatters a few more strokes on his improvised canvas.
An ALARM sounds.
Ben leans back in the corner. Beneath his crabby wildness
Joseph Wheat enters. He's in his 50's now. Sullen. No
Gets out his wallet. A JAIL DEPUTY steps to the desk.
Pops a capsule from a prescription bottle under his tongue.
Joseph nods. Counts out money.
Lays out Ben's property from an envelope.
Ben signs the ledger.
EXT. OCEANVIEW CEMETERY
Joseph pulls his car to the curb. Ben steps out. Walks
INT. MAUSOLEUM - DUSK
Ben sits on a bench. Polishes a brass marker on a
The setting sun throws shafts of light through a rococo
Places a small white rose in the flower vase and leaves.