Final Destination

ALEX AND CLEAR

hearing this, Alex's mind is made up , he looks to Clear.

ALEX

You know what to do.

CLEAR

No! No! Don't!

ALEX

When I do this.. it'll have skipped you...

and it'll all be over.

At that moment, Clear doesn't understand. She looks to him, scared...

ALEX

You know what to do. I'll always be with

you.

He reaches out and grabs the power line, falling back to pull it away from

the hood of the car. The cabel ARCS furiously.

COROLLA

Clear opens the drivers side door and runs out, knocked to her feet behind

her as the car EXPLODES.

ALEX

is engulfed in the flames.

ALEX'S POV - THE SHADOWS

the edge of the FRAME are collapsing. Alex's face, gray and emotionless

appears, yet, before it can transform into decay...

ALEX

through the flames, as if sensing the oncoming horror, defying the image...

ALEX

NO!

He looks toward...

Clear - ALEX'S POV

She... is the last sight he'll ever see.

WIDER

The power line ERUPTS! Alex disapears behind the wall of fire and sparks

before falling limp on the driveway.

CLEAR

Schreck, Weine and PARAMEDICS rush to the girl. Schreck turns back, calling

out to a paramedic, helplessly watching by ther burning car.

SCHRECK

Is he alive?

CLEAR'S EYES

flash open, horrified, answering the question...

THE SKY

a web of LIGHTNING CRACKS across the Heavens, as if Death was making a final

angry proclamation.

SCHRECK AND WEINE

CAMERA EASES IN on the agents, exchanging rattled expressions that convey

their unease in the proof that Alex was right.

CLEAR - OVERHEAD

As a pair of paramedics work on her, a soft breeze blowsacross the girl, and

only the girl. CAMERA MOVES DOWN TO HER FACE, her eyes opened... welling

with tears... seeming to realize... to sense, he is gone.

CUT TO:

INT. DELIVERLY ROOM - DAY - CLEAR

SCREAMS, as if reacting to Alex's death, but in actuality is is a reaction

to the pain of delievering her child.

DOCTORS AND NURSES

stand between Clear's legs in the stirrups...

DOCTOR

A little more. Little more!

CLEAR

breathes, pushes hard. Alex's parentsstand on each side of her, holding her

hand, wiping her forehead.

THE DOCTOR

cuts the umbilical cord.

DOCTOR

He's here. A beautiful boy.

CLEAR, KEN AND BARBARA

smile and fight back the tears, Clear begins to laugh euphorically through

the tears.

CLEAR

I felt him! When the baby was

born... I felt Alex pass through me...

like the night he died...

Clear lifts her head up, still battling the pain of labor...

CLEAR'S POV - THE BABY

covered in goop, eyes shut... a new life arrives.

DOCTOR

looks at the clock and reprots to an attending nurse. Another nurse cleans

up the baby, wieghs him and places him in a hospital bassinet.

DOCTOR

13th of May... 4:25 p.m.

CLEAR, KEN AND BARBARA

Barabra places a cool wet cloth on Clear's forehead...

BARBARA

Exactly a year... to the minute.

Everyone recognizes the eeire, yet beautiful coincidence. Clear leans her

haed back, relieved, euphoric...

CLEAR

We beat it, Alex.

Cleaned and wrapped in a swaddling blanket, the baby is placed in the

mothers arms. The long retrospective harmonica of Neil Young's "Long May You

Run" reprises as Clear looks at the I.D. braclet...

WRIST BRACLET

"Alexander Chance Browning II."

DELIVERY ROOM

CAMERA PULLS BACK. The birthing room is quiet; the people introspective. The

doctors. The family. The mother and child. A room of new life, in which,

each recalls a life lost.

As "Long May You Run" OVERLAPS

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. ALEX'S BEDROOM - DAY - FLOWERS

A bright, colorful arrangment of flowers is carefully placed into a vase.

CAMERA ADJUSTS to REVEAL Alex's bedroom is now lived in by Clear and the

baby. Clear makes the final adjustment in the arrangement, then checks the

sleeping baby in the bassinet.

Clear moves to her bed with a book. As she settles in, O.S., a faint RUSTLE.

CAMERA INCHES IN ON CLEAR as she looks to...

CLEAR'S POV - THE FLOWERS

a soft breeze causes the petals to flutter...

CLEAR

looks toward...

CLEAR'S POV - THE WINDOWS

which are closed.

CLEAR'S POV - THE FAN

which... is off.

CLEAR

looks across the room...

CLEAR'S POV - THE ROOM

The breeze moves through the flowers... billows the cutains, posters and

photos on the wall... until seemingly settling over the bassinet. The lace

trim and blankets rustled by the breeze, it is hovering over the child.

CLEAR

CAMERA SETTLES, but her expression does not reflect fear. She knows Alex is

here... and she smiles, tears welling in her eyes.

THE BABY

the bassinet trim settles, as if the presance is leaving. Before it fully

departs...

CLEAR