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The document is a screenplay excerpt titled 'Alien: Engineers' by Jon Spaihts, set in 12,000 B.C. It introduces mysterious, snow-white beings called Engineers who perform a sacrificial ritual involving a dark, sticky substance that transforms them and spreads genetic material. The scene culminates with a primitive woman being infected by a black scarab, suggesting a significant event in human evolution.

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Prometheus Final 1-3 Pages

The document is a screenplay excerpt titled 'Alien: Engineers' by Jon Spaihts, set in 12,000 B.C. It introduces mysterious, snow-white beings called Engineers who perform a sacrificial ritual involving a dark, sticky substance that transforms them and spreads genetic material. The scene culminates with a primitive woman being infected by a black scarab, suggesting a significant event in human evolution.

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A L I E N:

Engineers

Written by

Jon Spaihts
FADE IN:

EXT. EARTH - DAY (12,000 B.C.)

The world turns below us, vast and slow.

A RUMBLE. A shadow sweeps over the land. We move with the


shadow. We cast the shadow.

Landscapes slide by. Reduced by altitude to abstractions:


river deltas, forests and flood plains. A raw natural world.
No trace of civilization.

The shadow glides over mountains and glaciers. Across an


ocean and a pale beach. Over lowland plain at the foot of a
VOLCANIC MOUNTAIN it stops.

EXT. LOWLAND PLAIN - DAY

THREE FIGURES walk out of the shadow.

They are men - and yet not men. Their skin is snow-white.
Their features heavy and classical - as if Rodin’s Thinker
had risen from his seat. Their smooth heads are earless and
hairless. Their glittering eyes entirely black.

Against the stark land their height is impossible to judge.

They are ENGINEERS.

Two of them are cloaked in dark robes of strange design.

The third is naked.

One of the cloaked Engineers opens a featureless black box:


inside lies a cake of dark, sticky material.

The naked one lifts the dark cake with ceremonial slowness.
It hums and buzzes. Foams into iridescent spheres. He raises
the seething cake to his mouth like the sacrament.

BLACK SCARABS boil out of the dark material. Swarm over his
lips. Glittering insects that chitter and bite.

Under the swarm his lips melt away. A horrific vision of


teeth, black blood, dissolving bone. They are devouring him.

FLASH ON:

A fevered glimpse of the microscopic: cells rupture and


bleed. Protein chains unfold. A DNA spiral unravels.
2.

The scarabs fill their bellies with genetic material.

THE ENGINEER

...spreads his arms. Stands cruciform, nearly headless.

The scarabs swarm his shoulders, his chest. When they reach
his hips, he collapses sideways, toppling majestically like a
felled tree. Engulfed.

The two cloaked Engineers watch impassively.

Behind them, a vast black SHIP hangs in the sky.

As if blown by a great gust of wind, the scarabs disperse in


their millions in all directions. Living DNA on the wing.
Where the sacrificial victim fell, nothing remains.

EXT. FOREST - DAY

A pristine wilderness. The VOLCANIC MOUNTAIN in the distance.

A PRIMITIVE WOMAN stands on a height, staring in amazement:


far off a great dark ship hovers over the plain.

A black scarab lands on the back of her neck. Bites deep.


Injecting its cargo of DNA into her blood.

FLASH ON:

A microscopic invasion. Cells pierced and infused. DNA


strands twining and mating.

CLOSE ON THE WOMAN

Pupils dilating with shock, breath hissing into her lungs.

She slaps the back of her neck. Looks at her hand. The scarab
lies in her palm.

As she watches, it crumbles to dust and blows away.

FADE TO BLACK.

ON BLACK

Drifting motes of light against the dark: a starscape.

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