GATTACA by Andrew M. Niccol - The Script Source
GATTACA by Andrew M. Niccol - The Script Source
GATTACA by Andrew M. Niccol - The Script Source
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112.<br />
EUGENE<br />
Don't be deceived, Irene. <strong>The</strong>se<br />
are just the clothes. He has to<br />
wear them. Something I could never<br />
do.<br />
IRENE<br />
What's wrong with him?<br />
EUGENE<br />
(sympathetic smile)<br />
You have more in common than you<br />
know.<br />
Irene's hand involuntarily goes to her heart.<br />
EUGENE<br />
But they say he's already ten<br />
thousand beats overdue. I have my<br />
doubts. (wry smile)<br />
For all my gifts, they could never<br />
engineer me a heart like Vincent's.<br />
Irene turns back to the incinerator, lost in though.<br />
EXT. BEACH. NIGHT.<br />
JEROME and ANTON walk down a dune together towards the beach<br />
not far from Gattaca - an ocean beach pounded <strong>by</strong> an angry,<br />
black sea. Jerome picks up a sharp piece of shell and slices<br />
the end of his thumb. A drop of blood oozes out. He offers<br />
the shell to Anton but Anton does not take it.<br />
Both men begin to disrobe. <strong>The</strong> brothers stand beside each<br />
other on the sand once again - Anton still the more<br />
athletically-built of the two.<br />
Together, they enter the raging surf. Diving through the<br />
breaking waves, they begin to swim.<br />
In the moonlit night, we watch their two bodies swimming side<br />
<strong>by</strong> side. <strong>The</strong>y swim a long distance, Anton waiting for his<br />
brother to tire. But the pace does not slacken. Anton pulls<br />
up in the water. Sensing his brother is no longer beside<br />
him, Jerome also pulls up. <strong>The</strong>y tread water several yards<br />
apart.