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byRoselyne BoschREVISEDSeptember 23, 1991 FADE IN:CREDITS AND MUSIC OVER:INT. AUDIENCE ROOM - GRANADA - DAYWe start on a mans elegant slipper. He is seated in asplendid chair. Moving up the stocking leg, we pass thegarter of Castile, coming to rest on a pair of delicatehands. His fore finge
Some of the men laugh at this statement. ALONSO is ill at
ease. COLUMBUS pauses, looks around at all the MEN.
COLUMBUS
Listen to me! Every man is afraid
who does something for the first
time. But those who overcome their
fears, will find their rewards. I
do not know if it is God's will that
we cross this ocean -- but I am
certain it is the devil who puts
fears into our hearts...
The MEN are listening. We sense a subtle change of
mood...
COLUMBUS
This jacket to the first man who
sights land! I want a man up that
mast day and night.
COLUMBUS points at the SHIP'S BOY.
COLUMBUS
You start first.
The SHIP'S BOY rushes up the mast. As he climbs, the
mainsail starts to fill with wind. The deck begins to
move under their feet.
This movement under their feet seems to imperceptibly
erase the fears and the angers.
MENDEZ
Alonso! Jaime! Don't let this wind
escape us.
CRIES from the other ships, as the sails snap taut,
filling with wind. MEN rush to their posts. PINZON
stares at COLUMBUS, shaking his head in disbelief.
PINZON
(murmuring)
You lucky bastard...
COLUMBUS walks away to his cabin, then turning back to
PINZON.
COLUMBUS
Pinzon, the more I sail, the luckier
I get.
Turning abruptly, he enters his cabin.
EXT. SANTA MARIA - PROW - MISTY NIGHT
COLUMBUS is seated, isolated at the prow, wrapped in his
cape, struggling against the sleep. MENDEZ approaches him
with a bowl of soup.
MENDEZ
Shall I take my turn?
COLUMBUS shakes his head no, and starts drinking from the
bowl.
CUT TO:
COLUMBUS' head nods lower and lower to his chest. He is
asleep. We become aware of a sharp buzzing sound. It
becomes louder as we move closer to COLUMBUS' face.
A mosquito lands on his temple. COLUMBUS reflexively
slaps it. He wakes up, and looks at his fingers -- a spot
of blood, a crushed mosquito. He stares at it for a
moment. Then slowly gets to his feet.
EXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - NIGHT
In the luminous moonlight, COLUMBUS is standing, staring
up at thousands of insects that wheel around the mast
lantern. We hear the flutter of their wings and see the
bats as they swoop and dive in a feeding frenzy.
COLUMBUS turns, stares into the darkness, desperate to see
the land that must be close.
He kneels by MENDEZ, wrapped in a blanket. He touches his
shoulder.
COLUMBUS
(murmuring)
Mendez! Mendez!
MENDEZ grimaces, and opens one eye.
COLUMBUS
Land...
CUT TO:
EXT. SHIP - DAWN
An opaque dawn. COLUMBUS, riveted, staring forward as if
to pierce the mist. The entire crew are clinging to the
rail, and standing on the shrouds.
Suddenly, the SHIP BOY'S voice cracking with emotion.
SHIP'S BOY
TIERRA...! TIERRA!
COLUMBUS strains his eyes; he still can not see anything.
The entire CREW stand and stare, silent, holding their
breath.
As the sun begins to rise, the fog dissipates -- slowly,
exquisitely, revealing a single palm, so close it seems
almost as though they could touch it. Then a white slash
of beach.
Near COLUMBUS, a SAILOR falls to his knees and burst into
tears. Others laugh with joy. COLUMBUS watches this
vision in disbelief, his mouth open as if it were
difficult for him to breathe. Tears come to his eyes. He
closes them. Then opens them again. The land is there --
a green paradise.
On screen the words: OCTOBER 12, 1942. GUANAHAN ISLAND
EXT. BOATS - DAY
Three row boats plunging through the surf towards the
beach. COLUMBUS stands in the prow of the first boat.
MENDEZ is in the second. PINZON the third. They stare
entranced at the lushness of the foliage, and the blue
clarity of the water...
As the first boat beaches, CO
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