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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
EXT. RIVERSIDE - DAY
INDIAN VILLAGERS confronting the SPANIARDS, UTAPAN talks
to an ELDER MAN, watched by COLUMBUS, MENDEZ and PINZON.
UTAPAN repeats several times the word for GOLD, showing
some artifacts. The OLD INDIAN shakes his head no,
indicating another distant place.
OLD INDIAN
Cuba! Cuba!
THE OLD MAN nods, points into the distance, chatters away
to UTAPAN.
UTAPAN
Say not here! Cuba!
COLUMBUS
What is it? A tribe? An island?
UTAPAN
Island. Far.
EXT. SANTA MARIA - DECK - DAY
Standing at the prow of the ship, his long dark hair
floating in the wind, UTAPAN rejoicing at the speed.
EXT. THICK JUNGLE - CUBA - DAY
Led by UTAPAN, the SPANIARDS hack their way through thick
jungle. It's hard work. The MEN sweat. This is
inhospitable terrain. Even the noises of the jungle seem
somehow more sinister...
CUT TO:
RESTING PLACE - ALONSO is seated under a tree. He takes
off his boot, and grabs his foot, examining the blisters
on his toes. As he puts his foot back into the boot, he
jumps screaming in pain.
ALONSO yelps, grasping his ankle.
CLOSE ON a snake sliding out of the empty boot.
While his COMPANIONS rush to him, a SAILOR spots the
snake, and decapitates it with his sword. UTAPAN glances
at the dead snake. He then goes and kneels -- he sees the
bite on ALONSO'S ankle.
COLUMBUS
Help him!
ALONSO is quiet and silent. His eyes are looking around
at his companions. UTAPAN shakes his head. There is
nothing he can do.
ALONSO is now leaning back, supported by one of his
friends. He has grabbed the forearm of a SAILOR. His
look is already far away. His companion shouts at UTAPAN.
SAILOR
Do something! Help him!
UTAPAN
He dead.
ALONSO starts convulsing. HIS FRIENDS hold him, desperate
in their helplessness. Others simply move away,
horrified. One of them cries.
EXT. RIVER - DAY
Standing in the stream up to his thighs, A SPANIARD (a
gold expert) examines some stones. He then looks up at
COLUMBUS and PINZON and just throws the stones back into
the water without a word.
The group of SPANIARDS are resting, exhausted by the
humidity. Some are drinking from the river, others soak
bandanas, and tie them around their necks...
One after another, they stand up slowly -- they look
discouraged, tired, and beaten.
EXT. MOUNTAINOUS JUNGLE - DAY
UTAPAN and the SPANIARDS are trekking in the hills. Fully
armed, they are now suffering intensely from the heat and
the vicious insect bites.
COLUMBUS doggedly keeps up with UTAPAN, who tirelessly
trots forward.
Finally, COLUMBUS turns around and sees... nobody. He
calls out to UTAPAN.
COLUMBUS
Utapan! Wait!
UTAPAN stops obediently, and rushes back to COLUMBUS with
comical energy.
On their way back, they find one SOLDIER sitting, leaning
against a tree. He has removed his helmet. His hair
sticking to his forehead.
As COLUMBUS and UTAPAN walk back, they find another
SAILOR, then another, then the whole group gathered around
PINZON. Ashen, he burns with fever. He attempts a smile.
PINZON
Well... You'll have to continue
without me...
COLUMBUS looks around him -- what he sees: exhausted men
and jungle, as far as one can see.
COLUMBUS
No. It's enough. What would you
say to a drop of Jerez, Pinzon?
PINZON grins.
PINZON
And a nice slice of Santa Fe lamb!
I'd sell my soul for it.
(to his officer)
Help me up. I've got to piss, gold.
They all laugh as the OFFICER helps PINZON to his feet.
PINZON walks a few yards into the jungle -- starts to
urinate. It is red. Suddenly dizzy, he reels and
collapses.
EXT. JUNGLE - DAY
A line of SPANIARDS and INDIANS
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