SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE'S, 'THE LOST
WORLD'
FEATURE LENGTH MOVIE
BY JIM HENSHAW & PETER MOHAN
CHALLENGER:
You are an American?
MALONE:
Yes Sir.
CHALLENGER:
Well, we won’t hold that against you.
SUMMERLEE:
I'm really going to enjoy seeing that man made a fool of.
CHALLENGER:
You know your reptiles, Madam.
MARGUERITE:
(walking past Roxton) Been around a few.
MARGUERITE:
You have a problem?
ROXTON:
The Amazon river is no place for a lady.
MARGUERITE
GRABS A RIFLE AND SHOOTS THE TABLE RIGHT BETWEEN ROXTON'S LEGS AS HE PERCHES
UPON IT
MARGUERITE:
I promise I'll leave my dresses at home.
CHALLENGER:
Gentlemen and distinguished lady…a toast.
MALONE:
To the success of our mission.
ROXTON:
To adventure.
MARGUERITE:
To discovery.
SUMMERLEE:
To survival.
CHALLENGER:
To the Lost World.
WHILE
TRAVELLING DOWN THE AMAZON IN A CANOE, MARGUERITE TAKES OFF HER BLOUSE
ROXTON:
I don't know if that's wise, Ma'am.
MARGUERITE:
I'm surprised. Propriety from a man who's seen as much as you, Roxton?
ROXTON:
Hardly. More a matter of the bugs.
MARGUERITE:
I'll take my chances with the bugs.
ROXTON:
I believe it would be them taking their chances with you…Ma'am.
ROXTON:
When are you going to tell us the real reason you funded this expedition?
MARGUERITE:
I funded it, what does it matter?
ROXTON:
I know the reason the others are here. For Challenger, it's a quest for
knowledge. Summerlee, pride. Malone's looking for the story of the century and
I'm sure you know why I'm here?
MARGUERITE:
To irritate and bore?
MALONE:
You enjoy that, don't you? Scaring him.
ROXTON:
The jungle is a scary place, Malone. No place for a scientist.
MALONE:
Challenger's a scientist.
ROXTON:
Challenger's a visionary. I'd follow him anywhere.
MALONE:
Roxton, what is it?
ROXTON:
Something of a phobia, Malone. Monkeys, apes, damn Simian family. Goes way
back. Not something I'd like to share with your readers.
CHALLENGER:
(to Summerlee) It's either that balloon or you scale
a thousand feet of sheer rock using nothing but your finger nails. Personally,
I think the climb would do you some good.
ROXTON:
Here, put some of this on.
SUMMERLEE:
Pasiflora? Good God, no! That plant's extremely poisonous.
ROXTON:
Of course it is.
SUMMERLEE:
Well, how's that going to help you from being eaten by a cannibal?
ROXTON:
It won't…it'll just ruin his appetite.
VERONICA:
I’m sorry, I couldn’t resist. But I had
to let you speak freely amongst yourselves to know your intentions.
CHALLENGER:
Our intentions are simple, we’re here in the name of science.
CHALLENGER:
Science doesn’t wait on tomorrow, my lad.
SUMMERLEE:
There are those who place a higher value on knowledge than jewelry.
MARGUERITE:
And most of them are flat broke.
SUMMERLEE:
How did you learn to speak Zanga so quickly?
MARGUERITE:
I only needed to hear it spoken.
MALONE:
Always full of surprises.
MARGUERITE:
He’s invited me inside.
SUMMERLEE:
You surely don’t intend to go in there alone?
With him?
MARGUERITE:
You want to leave this place or not?
SUMMERLEE:
Shouldn’t we do something?
MALONE:
Relax, Doctor, she’s the toughest one of our group.
ROXTON:
Too bad, Malone got cold feet. We could’ve
used another gun.
VERONICA:
Why am I dressed like this?
MARGUERITE:
There’s going to be a wedding.
VERONICA:
Who’s?
MARGUERITE:
Yours.
CHALLENGER:
Great scott! She’s dinner!
CHALLENGER:
Looks like we’re all going to leave this world with special memories.
SUMMERLEE:
Oh, it’s a shame they have to part. He deserves
someone like her. Bright lad. But not as bright as that Einstein boy I
taught in Heidelberg, but then those idea’s of his were just a lot of theory.
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