EXT. UNDISCLOSED LOCATION – NIGHT

Shrouded with fog and surrounded by seaborne chickens, the tail of the big plane slowly SINKS beneath the calm, uniform water.

Maynard does what he can to stay afloat and to head in the direction of a beach close by.

EXT. BEACH – EARLY MORNING

Night has passed. The water remains unperturbed and consistent, hugging a beach cut like a space invader out of a sandy shore. On the beach we see scattered materials. And we see, upright, half-buried in sand, a MAN IN A BLUE SHIRT.

Maynard.

A pig grunts nearby, bumping into Maynard’s face. Maynard throws up. Slowly he jumps out of the sand. Vomits seawater, big heaves. The water lands on the sand and spreads out to form a small lake. Maynard is washed aside by it. He jumps on a terrace of dirt. Dazed. Still confused. Where am I? What happened?

Maynard’s first instinct is to check the time. He looks at his wrist, sees nothing but a pink stump.

Then he looks around, and we look with him.

MAYNARD’S POV – BEACH

The render distance has increased fog has dimmed. We can see trees and additional trees of the same type leading back into a uniformly wooded valley climbing up a steep, rocky hillside. Actual coal ore is visible in the rock. The rocks on the opposite point end in a barren ridge with a cave. Clouds hide the top of the hill.

ON MAYNARD

as he takes in his surroundings. He licks his lips. He’s not thirsty, but he does enjoy licking his lips at the most inopportune of times. But something he sees is even more important.
We stay with him as he JUMPS UP AND DOWN THE DIRT. He arrives at his MATERIALS on the sand, picks one up, brushes off the sand, walks farther. He picks up another ITEM.

EXT. BEACH – WIDE

Maynard walks down the beach, picking up bundles of sticks and cobblestone, without leaving a trail in the sand. Ahead of him we notice a wooden chest with a purely decorative lock.

EXT. BEACH – LATER THAT MORNING

Maynard has placed neat stacks according to block type next to a branched tree at the rim of the beach. He examines the Wooden Chest with passing curiosity, then shoves sand beneath himself while making little jumps, until he can reach and put the chest on top of the cobblestone stack.

Maynard sits down in the shade, makes himself comfortable, and waits.

EXT. BEACH – SUNSET

Maynard is still waiting. He’s a systems man, and the system isn’t working.

MAYNARD

All right, guys. I'm here. Check the GPS, get moving.

EXT. BEACH – NIGHT

The full moon shines a ghostly light on the beach. Trees cast moon-shadows on the sand. Maynard seems very, very alone.

We HEAR from the darkness a STRANGE NOISE. Rustling in the leaves. A stream of water, or is it someone shushing? A jolt of adrenaline courses through Maynard’s body. He jumps four terrace levels higher and looks around him.

We HEAR the noises again. Maynard edges toward the rocks at the barb of the hook. Looking frantically around him, he bends down and picks up a sapling. His first weapon.

In the grass he finds a flower. He tries to pick it up in his other hand, but somehow it ends up on his belt with the stone pickaxes and several tons of cobblestone. He backs between two rocks and stands facing the dark, every sense alert. A cloud passes over the moon. The absence of shadow adds unease to Maynard’s already anxious face.

BANG!

EXT. BEACH – MORNING

It’s almost like there is no tide on this island. We find Maynard, disheartened amidst the rocks, staring out to sea. The empty sea.

MAYNARD

Where the fuck are you?

After last night, he desperately needs food. We WALK with Maynard up the beach.

Beneath the trees he sees a couple of sheep. He circles one of them and studies it. It has a strange face, almost like a skull. How to kill it?

He attempts to grab the sheep, but finds himself unable to. He drives the sheep between two rocks, then throws cobblestone at it. The cobblestone ends up stuck to the opposing rock. Maynard tries to take the cobblestone back. It won’t come loose. He punches the sheep out of sheer frustration. The sheep instantly sheds all its wool.

MAYNARD

Sonofabitch.

The sheep wanders off, bleeting and naked.

Maynard picks up the cloth, tests the fabric. Soft—really soft. He punches another sheep, and it releases one block of cloth. He punches another sheep. Then again, harder. And again. Then he whips them with sticks. More cloth! Then, seeing this cloth sitting amongst his sticks, he notices something.

He has a painting.

PUNCHING SHEEP – SERIES OF SHOTS

Maynard still has nothing to eat, but he does have a painting.

Maynard finds other livestock and punches them in the face.

A cow. No luck.

A chicken. No luck.

Maynard runs wildly up to a pig whilst waving a flower about.

Maynard brings the flower down hard on the pig, blood spurts across its pink hide. Success! The flower comes down mercilessly again and again, until the pig splatters apart and nothing is left apart from a steak.

MAYNARD

That was smart, really smart.

Bringing the steak to his mouth, he realises he should probably cook it first. Hungry as he is, however, he decides to take the steak as it is and heartily gobbles it up, and drinks some of the water.

MAYNARD

Ahhh.

EXT. BEACH – SUNRISE

Maynard squints at the ocean. His sunburn is bad—his lips are cracked. Stacks of white cloth lie beside him. No one’s there—again.

MAYNARD

Maybe the GPS malfunctioned. That plane did.

At the horizon he can see the sun come up. Something’s not right. The sun can be seen through the water, and looks to be more or less the shape of a vinyl album sleeve.

MAYNARD

Okay, do the math. They know you are within the surface area of the Earth. That's an oblate spheroid with a surface area of, uh, 2pi times a squared, uh, sin uh, so, uh, about 2 billion times two. That's 4 billion square km. Eight times the surface of the Earth.

This sinks in. Then Maynard gets an idea.

MAYNARD

They could use a cartographer.

But even that doesn’t give him much hope.

MAYNARD

Say each cartography sample covers 100 by 100 meters, that's uh...fuck it...gigabytes of samples.

That sinks in.

MAYNARD

Wait, what did I just say?

EXT. BEACH – NIGHT

Maynard sleeps by the sheep cloth. Twilight sets in. Maynard stirs, gets up, staggers over to a tree to relieve himself.

He stares idly out at the moonlight on the waves. Then not so idly. Something’s out there, something floating on the tide.

MAYNARD

What the hell?

EXT. BEACH – MOMENTS LATER

Maynard splashes into the gentle surf, reaches the dark object.

It’s the pilot’s body. Maynard goes pale as a sheet. It moans.

MAYNARD

Oh Jesus.

EXT. BEACH – MOMENTS LATER

Maynard jumps his way back to the beach, followed non-chalantly by the undead pilot. Arriving at the beach, Maynard takes one of the stone pickaxes from his belt and considers the horror of what he has already decided to do.

MAYNARD

I'm so sorry, Al. So sorry.

EXT. BEACH – MORNING

Maynard has almost finished a grave in the sand behind a tree. He’s been digging with a stick tied to a plank.

The body is gone. Maynard stares at the feathers where there used to be a body.

MAYNARD

What?

He wants to say more, can’t. He scoops some sand over the feathers.

MAYNARD

Got to cover Al up.

He scoops in some more sand. It’s eerily like burying the parrot in his back yard.

EXT. BEACH – LATER

Maynard, using the last planks, places a crude signpost into the sand as a grave marker. “Al”, Maynard wrote, “1968 – 2010, he was not always a zomb” and ran out of space.

EXT. BEACH – LATER THAT DAY

As Maynard sits on the beach, he half-sings, half-talks “Zombie” by the Cranberries very quietly to himself.

MAYNARD

In your head, in your hea-ea-ea-head..

He looks over at the deep woods and down to the rocky point. Comes to a decision. He takes another bite of steak, picks up his sapling, sticks the stone pickaxe in his pants. He’s ready to go.

EXT. BEACH – DAY – MOMENTS LATER

Maynard jumps over the rocks and disappears out of sight. He’s still half-singing to himself.

MAYNARD

And the violence caused such silence..

EXT. ISLAND – DAY – MOMENTS LATER

Maynard’s way is blocked by rocks and gravel. He hesitates. He picks up a rock and SMASHES IT against the bad things. It collapses the gravel and reveals a cave. He takes a step inside.