EXTERIOR, DAY – BEACH ON THE PACIFIC NORTHWEST COAST
The local SHERIFF armed with a rifle is patrolling the sand. The NAVY GUY, the GIRL and the SCIENTIST are standing next to their Jeep and talking.
The Navy Guy:
Maybe you can convince her she ought to beat it
and let the Navy have this job.
The Scientist:
Beat it? What does she say?
The Navy Guy:
What’s the difference?
The Scientist:
Look, Pete, you don’t see many women in the
sea-going Navy.
The Navy Guy:
Are you kidding?
The Scientist:
Oh, shore-side women, sure, but there’s a whole
new breed that feel they’re as smart and courageous
as men. And they are. They don’t like to be
over-protected or have their initiative taken away.
The Girl:
A, you want me to miss an opportunity to see
a specimen we may never see again. B, you’re
making up my mind for me. And, C, I not only
don’t like being pushed around, but you
under-estimate my ability to help in a crisis.
The Scientist:
My sympathies are entirely on her side.
The Navy Guy:
Didn’t take long for me to lose that
argument, did it?
The GIANT OCTOPUS surfaces. Its tentacles
squirm onto the beach. The GIANT OCTOPUS
pulls itself out of the water and crushes the SHERIFF.
The Girl:
Aaaaaarrrrrrrrrrgh!
The GIRL screams. She closes her eyes and
covers her face with both hands. The SCIENTIST
bundles the GIRL into the Jeep. The NAVY GUY,
deeply chagrinned that he’d under-estimated
the GIRL’S ability to help in a crisis, runs
around the Jeep, jumps behind the wheel and
drives them all to safety.
It Came From Beneath The Sea
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