Script

Got myself a script together in final draft 7. Tried to keep it as basic as possible so I don't over complicate things. Having trouble transfering it over from pdf so its a bit jumbled. You get the basic idea though.

THE MOST DANGEROUS GAME - TRAILER SCRIPT

Darkness...
Sound of running, breaking twigs and heavy panting.
One single gun shot.
FADE IN:
Establishing shot of an island.
MAN: (O.S.)
Why don’t you tell us what
happened?
Pan of the islands shore.
FADE TO:
RAINSFORD: (O.S.)
We headed towards the island.
Boat sails through the fog.
FADE TO:
Close up of Rainsford on the ship looking in the distance.
MAN: (O.S.)
So you were heading towards the
island, what happens then?
FADE TO BLACK.
Subliminal flashing eye in terror. Barking dogs.
Stormy sea. Waves crash.
Rainsford crashes into the ocean.
FADE TO:
Rainsford washes up on shore.
RAINSFORD :
(calling out)
Hello? Anybody?
FADE TO BLACK.
Count Zaroff’s Mansion. The rain beats down.

V.0:
In one of the most remote locations
on earth, lives the worlds most
dangerous serial killer. And to
this day...he remains at large.
A hand reaches out at the front door and knocks.
Zaroff makes his way through the woods.
Rainsford crawls across the floor of the jungle in terror.
Rainsford runs through the woods.
Zaroff’s hounds run through the woods.
Close up of Rainsford leaning against a tree, exhausted and
fearful.
RAINSFORD:
Pull yourself together!
A shot from above Rainsford in the jungle looking vulnerable.
ZAROFF:
Your brain against mine. Your
woodcraft against mine. Your
strength and stamina against mine.
Outdoor chess! Tonight! We will
hunt!
Zaroff scouts the woods and turns sharply in the direction of
a sound.
TEXT: ‘THIS SUMMER’.
Zaroff’s hounds rage on.
Close up of a hound barking.
Close up on Ivan grinning.
TEXT: ‘THERE IS ONE GAME’.
A fearful Rainsford aims his gun.


TEXT: ‘EVERYONE’S DYING TO PLAY’.
COUNT ZAROFF: (O.S.)
This world’s divided into two kinds
of people: the hunter and the
hunted!
Zaroff looks through his sniper.
Scope sighting of Rainsford.
Rainsford stands over the edge of a cliff and looks down.
FADE TO BLACK.
Close up of Zaroff scanning the woods.
RAINSFORD: (O.S.)
I will find you.
COUNT ZAROFF: (O.S.)
Hahahaha.
FADE TO BLACK.
TEXT: ‘THE MOST DANGEROUS GAME’
FADE TO:
TEXT: ‘SUMMER 2010’.