Alright here we go..now it is in script form..which means it's explaining what's happening on screen..so basically it's watching a movie with the scenes described to you rather then seeing em!!
ps EXT. means exterior..outside INT. means interior. Continuous..is for scenes that go in and out side a lot..like an action scene..saves you writing exterior and interior constantly..Continued means the scene continues onto the next page..
FADE TO: THE PARAMOUNT LOGO. DISSOLVE transforms the
mountain into..
EXT. MONGOLIA. BLEAK WINTRY MIDDAY.
The real snow covered mountain peak of Burkhan Khaldun, in
the Khentii mountain ranges of Mongolia. Sacred to the
Mongolian people, its summit rises above all, as POWERFUL
GUSTS of WIND kick up snow, SWIRLING it around its peak..
The CAMERA SLOWLY MOVES us in towards Burkhan Khaldun..close
enough to see & hear the RUMBLINGS of snow as sections of it
break away & slide down the mountain. We then SWING around
the left side of the mountain SLOWLY ZOOMING OUT taking us
to its opposite face.The CAMERA THEN PANS across the snowy
mountain ranges leading us to a winding frozen river.
As we follow the river, four figures crossing it come into
view. We strain to see them due to the falling snow.
As the CAMERA SLOWLY ZOOMS in, the four MEN, struggle to
march against the BELLOWING wind & BLINDING snow. All of
them, dressed to fight the conditions, but only three
carrying packs, lean forward into the blizzard.
Each step is a battle, as they struggle to hold their
balance on the ice, as natures fury surrounds them.
Just ahead of the three packed laden men walks a man
carrying nothing more than a bullwhip & gun on his hip and a
compass in his hand. He wears the all too familiar fedora.
It is INDIANA JONES, famed archeologist & obtainer of rare
antiquities.
Of the three following, one pack carrier is a TALL THIN MAN
in his mid twenties, the other is a SHORT PORTLY MAN in his
late thirties.
The third, ZHOU is a fit athletic man in his early fifties.
He is a longtime friend of Indy but on his first adventure
with him.
All the pack carriers are of Chinese descent.
A cold Indy reaches the bank of the river & stops dead in
his tracks. He raises his hand to halt the three men behind
him.
They slide to a stop & bump into each other.
He checks his compass again. Indy crouches on the ground &
brushes away some snow with a gloved hand.
(CONTINUED)
