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"THE THING"
Screenplay by
Bill Lancaster
Based on the story
"WHO GOES THERE"
by
John W. Campbell. Jr.
SECOND DRAFT
March 4, 1981
CAST
MACREADY
35. Helicopter pilot. Likes chess. Hates the cold. The pay
is good.
GARRY
46. The station manager. Stiff. Ex-army officer. Wears a
handgun.
CHILDS
33. Six-four. Two-fifty. Black. A mechanic. Can be jolly.
But don't mess.
BLAIR
50. Sensitive. Intelligent. Unassuming. An assistant
biologist.
DR. COPPER
45. Professional. A decent man. A good doctor.
PALMER
27. Second string chopper pilot. Crack mechanic. Long hair.
Slight sixties acid damage.
NAULS
22. The cook. Bright. Black. Irreverent. But kindhearted.
Roller skates.
NORRIS
44. Stocky. Rugged looking. A geophysicist. An incipient
heart condition.
BENNINGS
38. A meteorologist. Dutiful. An old pro.
CLARK
24. The dog handler. Likes it here. Good at his job.
SANCHEZ
21. The radio operator. Hates it here. Lousy at his job.
In the winter of 1982 these men were commissioned by the
United States National Science Foundation to gather data
concerning the physical and natural sciences on the continent
of Antarctica.
THE MAIN COMPOUND OF U.S. OUTPOST #31
The interior is a cramped and never ending maze of hallways,
passageways and doors which connect the many rooms and
compartments within the compound. Sturdy, but prefabricated
materials have been used in its construction.
There is a laboratory. An infirmary. A kitchen and mess hall.
A communications room and sleeping quarters. Other cubicles
are for storage and supplies.
The most spacious area of the building, and the main center
of activity, is the Rec Room. Of the many entrance ways to
this room can be seen the small work chambers with their
sophisticated computers and other scientific equipment.
The below quarter houses the generator and still other
compartments for storage.
A long underground tunnel connects the main compound to the
dog kennel.
FADE IN:
A STARRY BLACKNESS
From out of the billions, the smallest of specks drives slowly
forward. It closes; getting larger; its features becoming
more identifiable: a vessel. Flip-flopping; out of control.
Its stern roaring with flame. It passes; its blue fire surging
into the screen.
"THE THING"
A thundering...
FADE TO:
BLIND AND FERAL WHITENESS
...Glacial desert... gusts of snow... superimpose:
ANTARCTICA 1982 WINTER
A SOUND
Loud and strident. A helicopter streaks across frame. It
travels precariously close to the ground; its chassis battered
and swayed by the wind.
INT. COPTER
Red dials beam on the faces of two men. One carries a rifle
and searches the horizon with binoculars. The other pilots.
Their unkempt faces, their blazing eyes notate a wildness.
They bark at each other in some Scandinavian tongue. Two men
arguing like mad and desperate children.
The man with the binoculars sights something.
EXT. HORIZON - BINOCULARS' POV - A DOG
It turns and snarls at the craft some fifteen hundred yards
to its rear. Then whirls and gallops off. A gun blast kicks
up snow at its heels.
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