MIR ONE AND TWO 5 MINUTES LATER: THE TWO SUBS skim over the seafloor to the sound of sidescan sonar and the THRUM of big thrusters. ANATOLY (heavy Russian accent) We are here. MIR ONE Lovett and Bodine jerk awake at the landing. It hits bottom after its two hour free-fall with a loud BONK.
It gets brighter, lit from above, as MIR ONE enters FRAME and drops to the seafloor in a downblast from its thrusters. THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA A pale, dead-flat lunar landscape. Anatoly glances at the bottom sonar and makes a ballast adjustment. (REMOTELY OPERATED VEHICLE) pilot and is the resident Titanic expert. On the other side, crammed into the remaining space is a bearded wide-body named LEWIS BODINE, sho is also asleep. Right now, he is propped against the CO2 scrubber, fast asleep and snoring. He is a wiley, fast-talking treasure hunter, a salvage superstar who is part historian, part adventurer and part vacuum cleaner salesman. He's in his late forties, deeply tanned, and likes to wear his Nomex suit unzipped to show the gold from famous shipwrecks covering his gray chest hair. ANATOLY MIKAILAVICH, the sub's pilot, sits hunched over his controls.
INSIDE, it is a cramped seven foot sphere, crammed with equipment. MIR ONE / NORTH ATLANTIC DEEP PUSHING IN on one of the falling submersibles, called MIR ONE, right up to its circular viewport to see the occupants. TILTING DOWN to follow it as it descends away into the limitless blackness below. One is ahead of the other, and passes close enough to FILL FRAME, looking like a spacecraft blazing with lights, bristling with insectile manipulators.
They resolve into two DEEP SUBMERSIBLES, free-falling toward us like express elevators. Brock Lovett Written and Directed by: JAMES CAMERON 1 BLACKNESS Then two faint lights appear, close together.
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