terça-feira, setembro 30, 2008

Anton looks towards the empty horizon...

JEROME and ANTON walk down a dune together towards the beach not
far from Gattaca - an ocean beach pounded by an angry, black
sea. Jerome picks up a sharp piece of shell and slices the end
of his thumb. A drop of blood oozes out. He offers the shell
to Anton but Anton does not take it.

Both men begin to disrobe. The brothers stand beside each other
on the sand once again - Anton still the more athletically-built
of the two.

Together, they enter the raging surf. Diving through the
breaking waves, they begin to swim.

In the moonlit night, we watch their two bodies swimming side by
side. They swim a long distance, Anton waiting for his brother
to tire. But the pace does not slacken. Anton pulls up in the
water. Sensing his brother is no longer beside him, Jerome also
pulls up. They tread water several yards apart.

(attempting to conceal his distress)
How are you doing this, Vincent? How
have you done any of this?

Now is your chance to find out.

Jerome swims away a second time. Anton is forced to follow
once again. Angry now, gritting his teeth, Anton calls
upon the same determination we have witnessed during his
constant swimming in the pool. He puts on a spurt, slowly
reeling in Jerome.

Anton gradually draws alongside Jerome, certain that this effort
will demoralize his older brother. But Jerome has been foxing -
waiting for him to catch up. Jerome smiles at Anton. With
almost a trace of sympathy, he forges ahead again. Anton is
forced to go with him. They swim again for a long distance.

It is Anton who gradually becomes demoralized - his strokes
weaken, his will draining away. Anton pulls up, exhausted and
fearful. Jerome also pulls up. However his face displays none
of Anton's anxiety.

They tread water several yards apart. The ocean is choppier
now. The view of the lights on the shore is obscured by the
peaks of the waves.

(panic starting to show)
Vincent, where's the shore? We're too far out.
We have to go back!

(calling back)
Too late for that. We're closer to the other side.

Anton looks towards the empty horizon.

What other side? How far do you want to go?!
Do you want to drown us both?
(becoming hysterical)
How are we going to get back?!

Jerome merely smiles back at his younger brother, a disturbingly
serene smile.

(eerily calm)
You wanted to know how I did it. That's
how I did it, Anton. I never saved anything
for the swim back.

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