Jimm Juree 01; Killed at the Whim of a Hat

two. One, that driven by Sugit’s hippy daughter, vanished in the south. The other? Well, as far as we know, the other was rented by the dead couple. I’d never be able to prove it but I had my theory as to what happened to those flower children. They were as happy with the Kombi as two bees in a sugared almond box. They were driving their prize north for the handover as they’d done a few times before. But this was different. This was free and easy lifestyle driving. They were young, in search of experiences, beauty, love. Looking for the wildness that they were sure lay in their souls. They’d kept to the coast road on their drive north to avoid police checkpoints on the highway. They’d missed the turnoff at La Mae and the paved roads turned into slithery clay. They should have turned back but the views were dramatic in the storms. Their hearts were thumping with exhilaration. This was excitement for two kids from the city who’d lived all their thrills through movies. The clay turned to deep mud and rock and there was no way they could cross the Lang Suan this close to the estuary. They turned back inland and decided to stop, wait it out, ride the storms.
    I’d pump it up in the screenplay and put in a few gritty moments for Eastwood, but this is the way it played in my mind:
    EXT. DIRT ROAD – DAY
    PIP and DOOM are in the front seats of a VW Kombi driving into another deluge. The wipers can barely compete. The road is as wild as the choppy sea but they seem oblivious to the conditions. Doom has her hand on her man’s thigh as he drives and they smile as the big tin beast crashes through each wall of water. She giggles nervously. The wheels spin and slither and they lurch from side to side. Then, suddenly, they arrive at the bank of a ferocious river and skid to a dramatic halt centimeters before dropping off the bank.
FADE TO EXT. MID RIVER – LATER
    We focus on a colorful carved wooden rocking horse that is being buffêted along on the river current like a raft on a rapid. We think it can never stay afloat on the torrent as it bucks and dips below the surface but the horse’s head returns to the surface. Then, something bewildering happens. The water in the river, once raging, first slows, and then stops flowing. For a few tense seconds, the horse floats in an impossible void as calm as a puddle. In the distance, on the bank of the river, is the VW van. The rain has stopped and the setting sun has found a crack in the clouds and is bathing the scene in a surreal orange glow. And the wooden horse, which had been slowly circling, suddenly begins to float back in the direction from which it had come. And the river water level rapidly climbs the bank like a time-lapse film of tides. But the couple in the VW is oblivious to all this. All is calm now. They are smoking ganja and staring in awe at the sun’s marvelous color show. Our soundtrack is Blind Faith’s ‘Can’t Find My Way Home’ and it plays throughout. It plays as the riverbank crumbles and the conflicting currents begin their battle midstream. The river becomes a cauldron of threatening debris. The disaster is sudden and dramatic. The riverbank is swept away at its most vulnerable point like a sand wall. The VW lurches and drops suddenly into a deluge of water that bursts through the bank upon which they’re parked. Fear on the faces of our protagonists turns to excitement as the van stays upright and is washed at speed away from the river. They struggle to attach their seat belts. Dipping and turning. Pip and Doom ride it like passengers on a funfair attraction, screaming with excitement and terror. The ultimate trip. The van comes to a sudden, jarred halt. They’re under water but the water level inside has only reached their waists. They’re safe. We see their look of relief and completeness. Doom reaches to release her seat belt but there’s a long groaning metallic creak all around them and the sliding door is popped off its rail by the pressure of the outside water. In under a second the van is full and we know the couple won’t be seeing any more sunsets.
FADE TO EXT. MID RIVER – LATER
    We are under water approaching the van from the outside. The torrent has passed and through the windscreen we see Doom and Pip still in their seats with a surprising expression of tranquility on their faces.
     
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    OK, we can work on the ending, but you get the point.
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