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BLACK.

ANNOUNCER 1

Ohhh!  And Flash Gordon fumbles again!

The former polo player has managed to ruin

a game!

ANNOUNCER 2

Maybe he should have, ahh, stuck with that polo, Chuck!

FADE IN:

EXT. FOOTBALL FIELD - MORNING

ANNOUNCER 1

Moments like this are going to fuel people’s fears

that Flash Gordon is just not cut out for football.

Polo, yes, but football?  Perhaps this was not the

right career shift for him.

ANNOUNCER 2

Yes, that’s the question on fans’ minds right now:

IS Mr. Gordon as driven to perform in this one

particular sport as he is with polo?  It’s going to

take a lot on his end to prove his worth at this point.

INT. FOOTBALL FIELD - NOW

Flash Gordon sighs.

FLASH

Come on, Flash.  You got this!

Flash, a player on the New York Jets team,

runs forth to play again.

He catches the moving football.

A crowd of people cheers.

He holds the ball tightly, and runs across the field as fast

as he can, trying to dodge the many enemy players that

come at him.

CROWD PEOPLE

Flash!  Flash!  Flash!

Flash Gordon runs some more, but gets caught up

in the glory of it all.  He begins to dance for a moment.

He is just as quickly taken down by an enemy player.

The football drops out of his grip.  It ends up right in

the two gloved hands of an enemy player.

FLASH

Noooo!  Damn it!

The enemy player runs off.  Flash runs after him,

but is hopelessly outran.

LATER - back to the two TV announcers,

talking into their microphones.

ANNOUNCER 1

And Flash Gordon blames it on the weather.

I tell ya.  Hey - maybe it’s planet Mongo

that’s doing it!

ANNOUNCER 2

Yeah!  Yeah, yeah!  Remember that?

ANNOUNCER 1

“Mongo”!  The planet that’s attacking us!

ANNOUNCER 2

Folks, let me illuminate here.  Earlier this year,

the NASA scientist . . . or, I should say, former

NASA scientist . . . Dr. Hans Zarkov, Ph. D,

became widely discredited after his theories that

planet Mongo is attacking us.  That . . . that NASA

must approve a . . . a trillion-dollar “trip to Mongo”

in order to stop the bad weather . . . on Earth.

ANNOUNCER 1

Ohhhh, man, that guy was an idiot.

I mean, seriously.  You wanna be taken

seriously . . . you do not scream frantically

about space aliens ruining your weather!

Jackass.

ANNOUNCER 2

“Jackass” indeed.  Dr. Hans Zarkov believed

these aliens, I guess, were messing with his brain.

Ruining the weather, just to mess up his yard.

Pff.  Well, it’s people like this who are usually

seen wearing tin foil hats . . . you know, so the -

the aliens can’t get into their minds.

ANNOUNCER 1

Well, back to the game at hand, on

planet Earth, Flash Gordon is not

playing a good game today.  How will

the rest of the Jets fare in today’s game?

INT. FOOTBALL FIELD

Flash looks up.

COACH

While you’re off in space, the rest of us

have a game to play!

FLASH

I’m sorry, Coach, it’s . . . it’s the weather . . .!

COACH
How many of you deadbeats are gonna

use that excuse today?  Hmm?

Flash sighs.

He looks up, at the sky.

An orange chemical trail circles around the sky,

different from the normal white clouds.  Why are

these orange circular cloud-like trails there?

What is going on up there, in space?

EXT. JFK INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT

We hear the sound of a plane landing on the runway.

INT. AIRPORT - FRONT ENTRANCE

Flash Gordon, holding one single piece of wheel luggage,

walks into the airport.  Enormous in size, there is over half

a mile of clear walking space on the floor.  The ceiling is

over 50 feet above the floor.

First, Flash walks over to the computer terminal.

Then he starts typing away his information.

He types in his last name, with the QWERTY keyboard

of keys that are in the electronic LCD screen.

G.  O.  R.  D.  O.  N.  Next.

Enter your first name.  F.  L.  A.  S.  H.  Next.

Flash types away some more, getting his flight

information pulled up.

His boarding pass prints out.  Flash takes it.

We FOLLOW Flash’s walk toward the women working

behind the metal counter.

Flash Gordon approaches the maze of ropes, the line

for customers to walk through.  Obeying the rules, he

walks through one hallway of rope, a second, a third,

and finally makes it to the women at the metal counter.

ATTENDANT 1

Hello!  You have one piece of luggage?

FLASH

Yes.

ATTENDANT 1

Would you like to check it in?

FLASH

Uhhhh . . . yeah, yeah, sure.

She types in some info.  Flash tries not

to look at her too much.

ATTENDANT 1

Only that one luggage?

FLASH
Yep.

ATTENDANT 1

You will be at Terminal 4-C, up that way.

FLASH

Thank you!

Smiling, and waving, he walks off, to his terminal.

SOON - airport security pats him down.

AIRPORT MAN 1

Let’s go, let’s go.

Beep!  Beep!

AIRPORT MAN 2

Whoaaa, whoaaa.

AIRPORT MAN 1

Whoa.  Stay still.

FLASH

Okay, guys.  Come on.  Let’s keep our cool here.

I . . . guess it was my belt.

He removes his metal belt.

With the belt off, he tries it again.  The airport men are

still looking at him with heavy scrutiny.

Flash walks through.  No beep.

FLASH

Good to go?

He collects his things from the plastic box sliding

across the rollers.  Flash puts his money and

wallet back into his pockets.

FLASH

I ever tell you I hate traveling?

INT. JFK INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - TERMINAL 4-C

Flash Gordon sits down on one of the public chairs.

He looks up at the electronic billboards.

LOS ANGELES.  That’s his flight.

11:30.

He looks at his cell phone to check the time.

11:11, says his closed flip-phone.

INT. AIRPORT - HALLWAY

Flash Gordon walks down the hallway that

tilts a little downhill, walking to the plane.

We FOLLOW HIS WALK until he gets

to the airplane.  A stewardess greets him

happily.  He takes a right turn, walking down

the CENTER AISLE of the airport.

We LOOK DOWN at the ticket in his hand.

SEAT 16B.  Flash walks on, squeezing past

and around people, until, at last, he has arrived

at Seat 16B.

He sits in his chair.  Looks out the window.

FLASH

Pfoooo.  So . . . 18 minutes.

He looks around.

FLASH

18 minutes.

FADE TO: later.

11:45, says his cell phone.

FLASH

(groaning) Great.

DALE

Excuse me.

FLASH

Hmm?  Oh . . . right!  You’re . . . sitting here?

Flash gets up, letting her sit down.

Big boobs in a pink shirt, Flash notices.

He keeps an eye on her.

She sits down in the window seat.

Then he resumes sitting in the middle seat.

EXT. AIRPLANE

The airplane takes off from the ground, lifting

off up into the air.  We STAY STILL as the

airplane grows increasingly far away from us.

INT. AIRPLANE

Flash Gordon looks out the window.

FLASH

That’s a beautiful view.

The girl looking out the window doesn’t hear him.

FLASH

Uhhh . . . nice view, huh?

DALE

Hmm?

FLASH
Uhhh - I said . . . Hell of a view, out there.

DALE

Yeah.  I love to look out the airplane window.

Silence.

Flash isn’t sure what to say now.  The conversation

remains silent.  Dead.

FLASH

Uhhh.

So, where you from?

DALE

What’s that?

FLASH

Where you from?  Are you from South Africa?

DALE

. . . Yes!  How did you know?

FLASH

I . . . don’t know, I just . . . knew!

The airplane ride goes smoothly, until it is smashed apart by meteors.

A meteor storm is striking the Earth.  The airplane smashes apart.

Flash Gordon puts on his parachute, and leaps out of the airplane, carrying Dale Arden in his arms!

The airplane is wrecked.  We very slowly

DRIFT DOWN through space to land on

the enormous ruined vehicle.

RADIO VOICE 1

Now we understand - this is not a matter of

normal Earthly weather.  It is not.  No, it’s . . .

meteor rocks from space.

RADIO VOICE 2

The airplane was bombarded by the rocks,

and torn apart.  No survivors found.

Folks, this isn’t weather here.  This is

something from space, coming at us.

RADIO VOICE 3

Okay, now, listen, it’s not like anybody “sent”

these meteor rocks to hit us.  It just . . . ended up

that way, that’s all.  However, the point is, these

meteors came from space.  Now . . . what is a

meteor rock?  Just a . . . a piece of rock, from space?

No.  A meteor is a part of a PLANET that found

itself airborne.  Folks . . . the meteors that destroyed

this airplane, they came from a planet out there.  A

planet with . . . rocks.  In short, a planet came

at us and hit us.

RADIO VOICE 4

But which planet did the meteors come from?

If we can calculate the WAY that they fell, and see

the WAY they had moved through space, earlier,

maybe we could calculate where they came from.

At the moment, NASA believes that the meteors

come from a planet within our solar system.  A few

speculate that the meteors are from a solar system

far away.

INT. TV SHOW - MOVIE

“Fiddler on the Roof” is playing,

with actor Topol singing.

TOPAL

- seven hours every day . . . and that would be

the sweetest thing of all . . .

Chik!  The TV’s channel is changed.

On the TV, a stand-up comedian is talking.

COMEDIAN

Now, check this shit out.  Check this out.

This doctor . . . a NASA doctor, by the name

of Hans Zarkov . . . says, the WEATHER, here

on EARTH, is brought upon us by an attack from

space.  Space!  Like . . . Mars!  He believes we

must all take a trip to Mars, to stop this bad weather!

Now . . . I have heard of lunacy before.  But NEVER

did I think -

He turns it off.

He growls again.

DR. ZARKOV

Miserable grunts!

He kicks open the door to his house,

and steps outside.

EXT. ZARKOV’S HOME - MIDDAY

A mobile trailer is where he lives, for right now.

Though it’s pitch dark on the inside, it’s completely

bright out, outside.

Zarkov’s beard is long.  He hasn’t bothered to

trim it in ages.  His hair is long and getting ragged.

He grumbles to himself.

ZARKOV

“Insufficient evidence.  We have insufficient evidence.”

Cock-eyed bastards . . .

CUT TO a farther-away angle.  Zarkov

lives, essentially, in the middle of nowhere,

in his mobile trailer home.

LATER - Zarkov turns on his radio.

Rap music.  He listens for a moment, then switches

it from FM to AM.  A man is talking politics.

Zarkov adjusts the dial, setting the radio’s frequency.

RADIO REPORTER

It’s a terrible tragedy.  They don’t believe any

survivors came out of that crash.  Folks: for those

just joining this story . . . uhhh . . . Flight 413 was

bombarded by an unexpected barrage of meteor

storms earlier today, and these meteors come

from space, people are now saying.  A meteor is

a part of a planet.  It’s not just rocks from “space”

that have bombarded us.  It’s another planet.

Zarkov is shocked.

RADIO REPORTER

It's obvious that less than 100% of the entire universe

has been mapped out by us humans.  We don't have much

of a way of telling if the planet from which the meteors came

is from the list of planets we know about, and have seen,

or from the planets we have never yet seen, and therefore

know nothing about.  Some of our top minds are even asking

the question if this mysterious planet of meteors . . . might

be the planet that has intelligent life!  How did the meteors

become airborne?  Is there a planet at war with itself?  Who knows?

Outside, Zarkov sees the parachuting man.

Dr. Zarkov runs in the direction of the

parachuting man, waving both arms

about frantically.  Flash Gordon lands

near Dr. Zarkov, with Dale in his hands.

Dr. Zarkov aims a gun at Flash Gordon.

FLASH

Hey . . . now, put that away.

DR. ZARKOV

You, come with me.

FLASH

What is this about?

DR. ZARKOV

Everyone laughs at me.  Calls me a fool.

Refuses to believe me when I tell them

life-saving information.  Fine, then!  You

get inside that rocketship - now!

INT. ROCKETSHIP

Zarkov closes the door.

Then, he goes back to aiming the gun at Flash.

ZARKOV

Now!  If NASA had listened to me - heeded my

warnings about the planet, Mongo - then we might

not be losing so many people right now!

FLASH

Hold on - hold on, now.  What are you talking

about, with this planet, “Mongo”?

ZARKOV

All these months . . . I was right.  You think the

meteor storms were just this “funny weather”

going on for no reason?  No.  The meteors came

from space - and so did the rest of this funny

weather.  Attacks from planet Mongo.

FLASH

And - and how long has Mongo been attacking Earth?

ZARKOV

Since 2011.

FLASH

How?

ZARKOV

Earthquakes.  Tsunamis.  Some people blamed

human behavior.  Indeed, it is human behavior.

But not from Earth’s end.  From Mongo’s end.

FLASH

I see.  And, what do you propose we do about this?

ZARKOV

I proposed to NASA what to do!  Send people

to space, again.  They have done it, before!

They did it just for fun!  Just for scientific “progress”!

Space missions.  Lunar missions.  Competition with

Russia, in the Sixties . . . no, you kids would know

nothing about that.  NASA needs to make a mission

to space, to get to that planet, Mongo, and learn

more information!

FLASH

How do you find planet Mongo, sir?

ZARKOV

Follow the asteroids.  Follow their path.

It will be found.

FLASH

Sounds like we should send some machines out

first.  Cameras.  Drones.  Something.

ZARKOV

Well, I said the same thing.  They laugh at me.

They send nothing out there.  They make zero

investigation into planet Mongo.  So, we must

do this alone.  We’ll get there and see what

the deal really is.

FLASH

Hold on, now.  Just let me out of this rocketship,

and we’ll discuss things.

ZARKOV

NO!

Zarkov raises the gun up into the air, ready to fire.

ZARKOV

Do you want to be shot?  Hmm?

FLASH

No, no!

ZARKOV

Then do as I say!

FLASH

Listen.  Mister . . . Zarkov.  If you want to . . .

travel to this planet, Mongo . . . then why not just

go alone?  Why do you need US?

ZARKOV

A rocketship cannot be piloted by one man alone.

It requires extra hands.  I need help.  And nobody

is willing to help me.

FLASH

Help you?

ZARKOV

We go to planet Mongo.  We investigate what is

happening.  We report what we know to Earth!

They will see.  They will stop laughing when we

stop these attacks!

So the rocketship takes off into the air.

Spacesuits are required for all three.

Off into deep space.

The rocketship drifts on into space.

FLASH

How . . . in the Hell . . . did you afford all this?

ZARKOV

Simple, by spending all the money I had, until

I was broke.  I used to be a billionaire.

FLASH

Really?

ZARKOV

Used to be.  I sank every penny into this rocketship.

FLASH

You invented a rocket?

ZARKOV

I copied, re-built, an old rocketship.

They fly through space, but encounter the first obstacle

in the form of a large asteroid.

They fly away, but they fly toward where the asteroid was coming from.

Eventually, they are sucked into a wormhole reaching through

many solar systems, and are spit out the other end.

INT. SPACE - ANOTHER SOLAR SYSTEM

The white spiral of energy that makes the wormhole

spits out the rocketship, which flies quickly through

the vacuum of space.  The wormhole continues to

twist and spiral itself around toward the point of nonexistence.

FLASH

What in the . . .?

Soon enough, they find a planet.  Green and blue on the outside,

they fly the rocketship toward its atmosphere.

FLASH

What planet is this??  It’s not Earth.  It’s not Mars.

Where are we??

DALE

Green?  This planet is green?  We are at Venus!

FLASH

We can’t be!  That . . . that’s not right!

No way did we reach a planet that . . . fast!

No!  No!  This is not even enough time to reach

the moon!  Let alone . . . this . . . planet!

ZARKOV

We have, ehhh . . . traveled a long distance,

in a short time, no?

FLASH

What?

ZARKOV

We have moved a long distance in a short time.

FLASH

How??

ZARKOV

How does electricity go so fast through the phone wire?

FLASH

What??

ZARKOV

How does electricity travel through the phone wire?

FLASH

What’s that got to do with this?

ZARKOV

Flash, my friend, we have just traveled through a phone

wire, and ended up . . . here.

FLASH

A phone wire?

ZARKOV

A wormhole.  Like electricity traveling from telephone to

telephone, we have moved through the wormhole and

been brought here.

FLASH

You’ll have to explain all of this to me later.

They all fall into the planet, and the rocketship begins to

catch fire on the outside.

They all seem to be dead.  They are thrown into the ceiling, then the glass windows of the spaceship.  As the rocketship plunges into the atmosphere of the new planet, they are all convinced they are soon dying.  The ship falls for thousands of feet, but curves into a diagonal path, and finally into a horizontal landing.  At last, they just barely survive the trip to Mongo.  Dale and Zarkov are knocked unconscious.

There is a limited supply of oxygen left on this foreign, alien planet.  This is most likely where the meteor storms came from.  Oxygen is running out.  He cannot leave the rocketship.  If he does, he will stop being able to breathe.

At last, he learns that he can indeed breathe the oxygen of this planet.  Impossible!  Yet it seems quite true.  Pulling Dale and Darkov out of the rocketship, they see that they have no way back to Earth.

A gigantic green monster comes at Flash.

Attempting to stab the monster, Flash instead is knocked down.

A purple monster attacks the green monster.

They both end up in a fight.

Higher up in the air, they are being watched.  An armada of drone ships flies around the area in a circle, blasting with lasers both giant beasts.  Destroyed, they fall to the ground.

FLASH

My God!  I have never seen anything like this!  It’s some kind of . . . purple dinosaur!

DALE

Dinosaurs weren’t purple, Flash.

FLASH

These ones are, apparently!  And this . . .

other dinosaur . . . it’s green!

He looks all around himself.  The natural canyons are empty again.

Some spaceships fly around and land on the ground beside Flash and Dale.

A knight in shining armor steps out.

FLASH

Oh, wow!  They’ve got dinosaurs AND knights in this place!

KNIGHT

Hands behind your back.

FLASH

What?

KNIGHT

Hands behind your back.  Get on the ground.

FLASH

What are you talking about?  I -

KNIGHT

MOVE IT!  MOVE IT!  I know you can hear me!

You too, pal!  Get on the ground!  ON THE GROUND!

DR. ZARKOV

Stop this!  Do you know who I am?

I'm a Ph. D in -

KNIGHT

SILENCE!  I don’t care WHO you are, you are

TRESPASSING on the Emperor’s property!

DR. ZARKOV

What Emperor?  I -

DALE

Please!  Please, stop this!

KNIGHT

On the ground!  Get on the ground, now!  Now!  Now!

Dale slowly lowers herself to the ground.

KNIGHT

All the way to the ground!  Let’s go!  Now!

FLASH

What have we done?

KNIGHT

Stop talking.  You are hereby being taken before

the Emperor of the Universe himself: Emperor Ming.

FLASH

Hope he’s not as pushy as you guys!

Both hands behind their backs, Flash, Dale, and Zarkov

are escorted away by two knights in silver armor.

Soon enough, each one is forced into a different rocketship

from the rainbow-colored armada of ships.

After all three prisoners are escorted inside the three

rocketships, the ships close themselves.

KNIGHT

Driver!  Take me to Ming’s Palace!

FEMALE VOICE

As you command.

The flying rocketship takes itself off into the air,

leaving far behind them the ruined remains of

Zarkov’s rocket.

INT. MONGO - OUTDOOR TERRAIN

Three knights examine the smashed rocketship.

One enormous wall of metal, now twisted and

bent into several directions.  They look over the

fragment of the rocket, back, forth, back, forth.

The knights begin to extract the ruined rocketship

pieces and remove them from the scene.

INT. MONGO - AIRWAYS

A slightly visible trail is left behind the rocketships

that fly through the air.

A yellow beam is quickly cast out from the

rocketships’ front end.

The yellow beam flies through the air.

Two red-and-purple birds squawk,

quickly turning away and flying away

from the limited range of the yellow beam.

The rocketship flies through the air,

without hitting any birds.

Finally, Flash Gordon is able to see, out

the translucent windows of the rocketship,

where he’s headed.

An enormous city, with far more buildings in it

than New York City had, with a far greater

variety of vibrant colors on the outside, reaching

higher than the tallest buildings he had known.

The tallest building of all: the red-and-gold

Imperial Palace of Emperor Ming.

FLASH

Where am I being taken?

KNIGHT

Shut up!

EXT. ROCKETSHIP - NOW

The rocketship flies on through the air, with a small trail

visible, made of debris that follows the ships with gravity.

EXT. MONGO CITY

The rocketship enters the zone of the city.

“Mongo City”, reads a white caption.

So many colors.  So many buildings.  They seem to

be headed to the one tallest building of all - the palace.

Flying right between the many buildings, they are headed

not to the top of the palace, but to its front doors.

The rocketship allows them to bypass walking

up the many staircases.  They are taken directly

to the front doors of the palace, where the rocketships

self-execute horizontal landings next to each other.

Nothing happens, at first.  The vehicles take a few

moments to become completely grounded.

The doors open, and the knights bring their

prisoners out, to be brought inside the front

doors of the palace.

INT. MING’S PALACE - SOON

The first room the people find in the palace

has at least a mile of clear walking space,

and a ceiling over 150 feet up high.

The three prisoners are walked, by three knights,

down the hallway, down a red carpet with

gold designs weaved on them.

They walk between two statues, who appear

to be Anubis, the Egyptian God with a wolf-

like head and face.

DALE

Where in the Hell are we?

FLASH

So far, I’m guessing this IS Hell!

ZARKOV

It might be!

Up they travel, up the stairs, down the carpet,

to approach Emperor Ming.

On all sides of them stand Ming’s servants,

all of whom live in his palace.

Hawk-men, who have wings.

Lion-men, standing on two feet, wearing pants.

Green human beings.  They stand together,

with each other, segregated, like the others.

FLASH

This most definitely is not New York.

DALE

You think?

A dark purple jaguar-man strikes a gong.

GONG!!

JAGUAR-MAN

SILENCE!!  The Emperor of the Universe

. . . Emperor Ming . . . speaks!!

Emperor Ming sits on his throne.

Red and gold comprise the several layers of

clothing that cover his body.  A fan-like

arrangement of gold pieces surround his neck.

Emperor Ming is bald, but has thick dark gray

eyebrows, matching a medium-width beard.

His skin is more of a light shade of yellow

than a light shade of orange/peach, like Flash.

EMPEROR MING

So these are the three trespassers?

FLASH

He could see us from here??

EMPEROR MING

I see everything!  I am the Emperor of the Universe,

and I am to be the judge of what happens to you.

Hmm.  Zarkov can be brought into my Army.

The girl pleases me . . . I will take her to be my wife.

But as for the blond-haired male . . . he does not meet the

requirements for my Army.  He shall be slain.

FLASH

So that’s your game, is it?  I’ll . . . I’ll . . .!

Ming’s guards began to escort Flash away.

FLASH

Come here, you - miserable . . .!

EMPEROR MING

Take him to the quarters of the cavemen.

Let this girl see how he would hold up in

a fight.

GUARDS 1 & 2

Yes, sir!

FLASH

Get off of me!

Flash breaks out of the guard’s grip, and continues

to walk on.

They continue to walk with him to the downward

ramp that leads to the arena.

We FLY ON AHEAD, past the guards, past Flash,

to see the ramp and arena that lie ahead.  The ramp

goes downhill for about 20 feet.  The arena has a floor

measuring 15 feet wide, and about 100 feet long.

Flash Gordon, just starting to walk down the ramp,

looks back at his friends.

He nods his head to Dale and Zarkov.

Zarkov nods his head back.

Zarkov puts his hands together in prayer.

ZARKOV

Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name . . .

Zarkov is smacked by a guard.

GUARD

If any worshiping is to be done, it will be to Tao and Dyzan.

ZARKOV

. . . Y-yes.  Tao and Dyzan.

With the guards staying back, behind the downward ramp,

Flash Gordon walks forward to enter the arena.

The farthest wall slides all the way up.  Slowly, four red-skinned

cavemen, from a point in human evolution millions of years past,

emerge from the open doorway.  The cavemen are wearing brown

cloths around their waists.

The four cavemen growl, ready for combat.

We CIRCLE AROUND the arena.  Around the four cavemen.

Around Flash Gordon.

He nods his head, and removes his shirt.

FLASH

Well if it’s a fight you guys want . . . then

it’s a fight you will get!  . . . Of course . . .

something tells me you folks won’t understand

a word I’m saying anyways.

One caveman opens his mouth wide, revealing

two sharp teeth.

Flash Gordon runs ahead at them.

He wrestles with one red caveman, finally

throwing him up into the air, to land on the floor.

He spins around and jabs another caveman.

He has beaten all four cavemen.

EMPEROR MING
IMPOSSIBLE!  Flash Gordon could never

possibly have beaten them all!

GUARD

What am I to do with him, Master?

EMPEROR MING

Kill him.

GUARD

Yes, sir!

PRINCESS AURA

No, Father!  Please!

Aura jumps onto the trap-door in the floor.

PRINCESS AURA

Don’t kill him!  If you do . . . you’ll

be killing me, too!

EMPEROR MING

Aura, my daughter . . . what do you

think you’re doing?

PRINCESS AURA
You can’t let this man die!  I . . .

I LOVE HIM!

Dale goes through a twinge of insecurity about Aura.

The trapdoor activates.  Everybody falls down.

The water dragons are down there.

The futuristic city.  It becomes bombarded by the gyros, a kind of alien spacecraft.  The lasers topple the city.

Flash Gordon lands on the ground, away from his friends, and finds Thun, Prince of the Lion-Men.

The witch queen arrives.

His friends are both dead, she says.  But she can bring them back.

She gets Flash to drink a love potion, and to fall for her.

The ice-lands of Frigia.  The people of Frigia can thrive in the cold.  Queen Fria.

Script Not Complete.

In Word, this document is barely into Page 24.  Lots of stuff left to flesh out.  All of this movie script will be a contemporary remake of the first 1934 Flash Gordon comic strip story arc.  The witch queen is from a later Flash Gordon story arc.