HUNTER

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234 EXT. SCHAEFER'S P.O.V. - LANDING HELICOPTER - DAY 234

         As the chopper, emerging from the vortex, settles
         towards the ground where the spacecraft once stood.
         Through the distorted veil, the helicopter, bristling
         with WEAPONS, VISORED and HELMETED MEN, now covered
         with WHITE ASH, looks like a landing spacecraft.

235 EXT. HELICOPTER - DAY 235

         The door gunner swings the M-60 into firing position,
         pointing it at Schaefer. He racks the bolt, loading
         a round.

The crewmen look tense, frightened.

         Anna, standing next to the door gunner, stares at the
         strange creature before her, narrowing her eyes,
         uncertain. Is there something familiar about the
         figure?

236 SCHAEFER 236

         stands in the clearing, staring at the helicopter and
         the array of weapons pointed at him. He looks dazed,
         like a man making contact with members of an alien
         race, for the first time.

237 THE HELICOPTER 237

hovers low to the ground, the tension inside building
as Schaefer approaches.

         More weapons swing into position. Fingers tighten on
         triggers. Suddenly Anna recognizes the figure.
         Realizing the danger she holds up her hands, shouting

ANNA
NOOOOOO!!!!!!

238 EXT. HELICOPTERS - JUNGLE - DAY 238

Flash overhead, heading across the trackless jungle,
their rotors THUMPING like heavy machine gun fire.

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