Predator

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239 INT. HELICOPTER - DAY 239

         Schaefer, a blanket over his shoulders, still in the
         remains of his mud camouflage, his body laced with
         deep cuts; his chest and shoulder caked with dried
         blood, is seated on a bench in the cargo hold.

(CONTINUED)

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         REVISED - "HUNTER" - 4/17/86                         102
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Near the cockpit are General Philips, an ARMY MEDIC,
two MACHINE GUNNERS. They look at Schaefer in awe.

The Medic, holding an open FIELD KIT, a syringe and
bandages, turns to Philips.

                                 MEDIC
                         (shaking his head)
                  Looks like he's been through
                  hell...can't believe he's
                  still alive. What the hell
                  went on down there?

                                 PHILIPS
                  If it hadn't been for her, he'd
                  be dead now. That story she
                  told us...I still can't believe
                  it.

         He looks at Anna, her eyes meeting his, as if asking
         for an explanation. She looks at him a moment before
         turning back to Schaefer, staring at him as if he were
         risen from the dead.

         She looks into Schaefer's face, Schaefer returning her
         look, recognition passing between them. Anna extends
         her hand. Schaefer slowly reaches out, touching her
         fingers, then clasping her hand.

         Schaefer turns his eyes to stare out the open door,
         beyond the passing jungle below, out to the heavens.
         He turns back, looking at Anna, a faint smile crossing
         his face...they made it.

240 EXT. TWO HELICOPTERS - JUNGLE - DAY 240

Pull away and head towards the distant, green horizon.

FADE OUT

THE END