阿凡达 Avatar Movie Script

THE SOUND OF DRUMS, from a great distance, growing louder.

远处传来的鼓声越来越响。

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WE ARE FLYING through mist, a dimly glimpsed forest below.

我们正飞过薄雾，隐约瞥见下面的森林。

VOICE (V.O.) When I was lying there in the VA hospital, with a big hole blown through the middle of my life, I started having these dreams of flying.

We are very low over the forest now, gliding fast, the drums BUILDING to a PEAK -- VOICE (V.O.) Sooner or later though, you always have to wake up...

我们现在在森林上空很低，滑翔得很快，鼓声达到了顶峰——但迟早你会醒来的。..

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EXT. CITY - NIGHT A SCREECH OF BRAKES as a vehicle WIPES FRAME, revealing -- JAKE SULLY, a scarred and scruffy combat vet, sitting in a beat up carbon-fiber wheelchair. At 22, his eyes are hardened by the wisdom and wariness of one who has endured pain beyond his years.

《城外之夜》一幕刹车声响起，一辆车的车架被折断，暴露出——杰克·萨利，一个伤痕累累、衣衫褴褛的战斗兽医，坐在一辆破旧的碳纤维轮椅上。22岁时，他的眼睛因一个经历了多年痛苦的人的智慧和谨慎而变得坚硬。

Jake stares upward at the levels of the city. MAGLEV TRAINS WHOOSH overhead on elevated tracks, against a sky of garish advertizing.

杰克抬头凝视着城市的各个层面。磁浮列车在高架轨道上呼啸而过，天空中充斥着花哨的广告。

JAKE (V.O.) They can fix a spinal, if you've got the money. But not on vet benefits, not in this economy.

杰克（画外音）如果你有钱，他们可以修理脊椎。但不是在兽医福利上，不是在这个经济体中。

The traffic light changes and Jake pushes forward with the crowd, pumping the wheels of his chair. Most of the people wear FILTER MASKS to protect them from the toxic air. In a LONG LENS STACK it is a marching torrent of anonymous, isolated souls.

交通灯变了，杰克推着椅子的轮子，随着人群向前走。大多数人戴过滤口罩来保护他们免受有毒空气的伤害。在长长的镜头堆中，它是一群匿名、孤立的灵魂在行进。

INT. JAKE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT The room is a tiny CUBICLE, prison cell meets 747 bathroom.

Narrow cot, wall-screen droning away in the B.G. -- PERKY NEWSCASTER The Bengal tiger, extinct for over a century, is making a comeback. These cloned tiger cubs at the Beijing Zoo are... 2.

Jake laboriously pulls his pants off -- rocking to one side, pushing the fabric down past his hip, then rocking to the other, and so on.

His legs are white and atrophied. Utterly useless. But his arms are tattooed and powerfully muscled. A "Born Loser" tattoo prominent on his shoulder.

JAKE (V.O.) I became a Marine for the hardship. To be hammered on the anvil of life. I told myself I could pass any test a man can pass.

Jake struggles with his pants a long time.

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INT. ROWDY BAR -- NIGHT Not the kind of place you'd bring your mom.

We find Jake near the pool table, BALANCING his chair, front wheels off the ground, while holding a tequila shot on his forehead. ONLOOKERS, including some other disabled vets, CLAP and WHOOP.

Jake grabs the glass, SLAMS down the shot as they cheer.

A WALL-SIZED SCREEN filled with the World Cup game -- men RUNNING on antelope legs.

CU JAKE, watching what he can't have. Expression stony.

JAKE (V.O.) Let's get it straight up front. I don't want your pity. I know the world's a cold-ass b*tch.

Jake's eyes shift -- HIS POV, seeing the bar through gaps in the crowd. A MAN on a barstool SLAPS the WOMAN he's with.

Hard. She cowers but he's got her arm, shouting, raising his fist. An eternal tableau. People look away.

CU JAKE -- not looking away.

JAKE (V.O.) You want a fair deal, you're on the wrong planet. The strong prey on the weak.

TIGHT ON JAKE'S HAND as he starts pushing the wheel of his chair.