THE LAST OF THE MOHICANS
Written by
Michael Mann & Christopher Crowe
FADE IN
The screen is a microcosm of leaf, crystal drops of precipitation, a stone,
emerald green moss. It's a landscape in miniature. We HEAR the forest. Some
distant birds. Their sound seems to reverberate as if in a cavern. A piece of
sunlight refracts within the drops of water, paints a patch of moss yellow. The
whisper of wind is joined by another sound that mixes with it. A distant
rustling. It gets closer and louder. It's shallow breathing. It gets ominous.
We're interlopers on the floor of the forest and something is coming.SUDDENLY: A MOCCASINED FOOT
rockets through the frame scaring us and ...EXTREMELY CLOSE: PART OF AN INDIAN FACE