SCRIPT Scene 1 crsedssos2s BRIAN: You've got to be kidding me—there are rivers of snow falling down the mountain ‘You can't seriously expect me to do this. JASON: Hold on—the gondola is almost here. BRIAN: There's a full-on storm happening. Snow Is dumping nonstop Why didn't wo reschedule? The mountain is closed for a reason. IASON: Red Bull's already backed this whole event. The funding’s locked, the crew's here, and there's no getting that money back—so we push forward, DIRECTOR (stepping in, headset on, calm but firm): ran, | get it. Butthis is the shot. The light, the snowfall—it's dangerous, yes. But visually I's unmatched. We've got a narrow window before the worst of it hts. (The gondola pulls In and stops. The doors hiss open. LUKE walks inwithout hesitation) LUKE: Iran the line twice this morning before they shut the lifts Visiilty rough, but i we hhave good spacing, we can make it work. MAV (standing beside the gondola): | reviewed the avalanche report with patrol. The North side of the mountain is holding steady—for now. We ride i tight, fast, and clean. No ‘margin for error. (WAV stops in after LUKE, quiet and steady) CHRIS (adjusting his gloves): We've done harder things. Just not with three helicopters filming us from above. (CHRIS follows them in, calm but focused.) BRIAN: (nods, takes a breath) So that's it. No reschedule, No backup plan, JASON: This isthe backup plan, We've got one shot to set the record and get the footage. ‘You've led teams through worse, Brian. That's why you're her. (BRIAN looks at thom already inside. Then steps in last, the wind pushing at his back) BRIAN: (to all of them) Alright. Four riders. Most consecutive backflip clean landing. We stay locked in. fone person loses it, we try again. Agreed? LUKE: Agreed. MAV: Always.CHRIS: Lets make it count. (The doors slide shut. The gondola lifts into the storm.) Scene 2 croatoa 11 05.25 Snow lashes the gondola windows, turning everything outside into a white blur. The wind howls like a living thing, Inside, condensation drips from helmets and jackets. The four snowboarders—LUKE, BRIAN, CHRIS, and MAV-—sit shoulder to shoulder, strapped into ‘their gear, tension rising like the altude, LUKE (peering out, voice tense) Can't see more than ten feet out there. You sure this is still greanlit? cHRIs (Griting his teeth) ‘They called it borderine... bt we came fora record, not a plenlc BRIAN (aughs nervously) What's @ world record without a litle apocalypse? He raps on the glass with his knuckles. The sound is swallowed by the wind. may (Serious, low tone) ‘This storm's gonna erase our lines the second we lay em down, No replays. No margin, One run, LUKE, (quiet, steady) ‘That's all we neo« CHRIS You al synced on the route? Left chute after the drop, ever the spine, cut hard under the Glacier shelt—no detours. BRIAN (arinning) Got it burned into my brain 'm following Mav's tll ke: Mav (fatty) ‘You better. | don't slow downLUKE, (lightens gloves, steady breathing) ‘You fee! that? BRIAN (nods) ‘Yeah, That's not fear That's legacy. CHRIS (leans forward) Eyes on me, We don't chase this. Wo own it. ‘They lean i, touching fists inthe center. ALL {quiet In unison) “Fall together. Fly together.” Scene 3 Jason: ‘Okay, good we're up. Have you ever snowboarded in this bad of a condition? (to Brian) Brian: No, Ive seen some bad weather but never this bad Jason: Hey, I heard on the big Olymple day, the weather was protty rough. Brian: Ye, but! was used to the bad weather back in Colorado, You know, Iwas there every week, every day | was free| just wanted tobe the best, and now Iam but | will never stop wanting to improve. Jason: ‘That reminds me of myself asa kid. You might not know this about me but | practised ‘every day, every night ust to be the best magician (with hope in his voice) ‘but | guess I flled, now fm a stunt coordinator. (sadness in the voice slightly mumbling) Brian: (clearly uncomfortable)We tum I guess you tried? Jason: ‘You're right | just cream to be the most well known magician in the world. Gondola Sereeches open and a cold breeze comes in (sound effect) Scene 4 MOUNTAIN RIDGE ~ DAWN WHITEOUT CONDITIONS The four snowboarders—LUKE, BRIAN, CHRIS, and MAV—stand side by side atthe arop ‘point. Snow whips past them sideways. The world is ll win, frost, adrenaline. They crouch low, boards aimed toward oblivion. GoPros blink red. Heart rates spike. No crowd. No cameras in sight anymore—fust raw storm and silence. LUKE (shouting over tho wind) This is ith BRIAN (orinning witaty) Let's make history! chris ace and push—de clean! may (calm but electric) Three. Wo. one— ALL FOUR ‘ACTION! They launch off the ridge n perfect syno—a wall of speed and fury carving into chaos. ‘Suddenty— Fwooo000sH! ‘A monstrous gust of snow SLAMS over the rldge—a blinding wave of white. Fora split ‘second, they vanish mid-air. Silence. EXT. TEXAS DESERT - DAY - DEAD STILL THUMP.Tum, Tuume. THum. Four snowboarders land In perfect formation—on sand. ‘Sun blazes overhoad. Cactus inthe distance. A hawk screeches. Their boards side to 2 ‘top on red dirt (staring down) This isn't Mont Blane. BRIAN (pulling off his goggles, stunned) Where the hell's the snov!? cHRIs (turns tn 9 ecto) ‘What—what just happened”! That storm—did we black out? Mav (quiet, scanning the horizon) This is Texas. The desert. ‘They al slowly realize—thore's no audience, no cameras, no signal. Just silence, heat, and ‘endless sky. LUKE (grabbing his comms) Base? Base, do you copy? France? Jason? Anyone? Stat curs ‘Waitwhere's Jason? He was at the summit withthe drone ig BRIAN Jason's gone. Mav No. He brought us here. ‘They al turn to look at MAV. LUKE What are you saying?Mav Jason... he wasn't just a stunt coordinator. You saw the way he spoke about “defying physics.” Allthose weltd rituals before the run? This wasn't a stunt. They al fal silont, the wind whispering across the sand. A SHIMMER in the distance—tke heat, but almost... magical. Scene 5 EXT. TEXAS DESERT- DUSK The sun sinks. Shadows stretch. The other three rest by a crooked mesquite tee, arguing ‘quietly. Mav stands apart, staring toward the horizon. Acker A glint. Something in the distance. Mav (to hime) You better be out here. He grabs his board, slings it on his back, and walks away from the group. EXT. DESERT- NIGHT ‘Mav moves through the dark. The moon Is bright enough to see his own breath. The desert is cold now—qulet, unnerving. {In the distance: a campfire. A sithouette beside it JASON. Mis drone bag lies open. Gear scattered. He's muttering to hmsel, writing ‘symbols in the dirt witha stick. may {stepping into the trlight) You've got five seconds to tell me what happened. Jason finches, then sighs. Doesn't turn around, sAsON You came alone. figured you would. may What did you do? JASON (shaky voice)twas supposed to be... dramatic. A reveal Make the drop, then—bam—lusion! Vanish from the summit, reappear atthe finish line, "Jason, the Magician.” The guy who bent physies for a world record He finaly turns to face Mav. His eyes are bloodshot. (if we have the makeup or something {[Link] this in schoo))Mis hands are scraped and dirty. JASON (CONTINUED) I didn’t think it would actually work. Mav What did you use? JASON ‘Just. borrowed pieces. Rituals, timing, magnetic fields...dumb stuf. Stagecraft. Smoke ‘and mirrors. But something caught. Something opened. av And now we're stuck? JASON | think we're in the same place. Just. sideways. No cameras. No trackers. No way back mav ‘You didn't do this forthe record. You di It for yoursol Jason looks away. Guilty. JASON | thought if! could pull it off..no one would call me fraud again. Mav You dragged us into your ego trip. JASON (quietly) Yeah. A beat. Mav You're coming with me. We're finding the others. Then you're gonna fx this. JASON Wit can be fixed, av ‘ewill be,He grabs Jason's drone bag and walks away. Jason hesitates, then follows. Scene 6 . SAND MOUNTAIN BASE MORNING A hazy light spreads over the desert. Th rks cool, stl, expectant ‘CHRIS stirs first. Then BRIAN, then LUKE. They groggily sit up, Brushing sand from their faces and gear. For a momen, i's peaceful Then— BRIAN (frowning) Wait. what the helt? They all turn. JASON is asleep near the firepit, curled up In Mav's spare jacket. His drone bag les beside him, haltzipped and dusty. cHRIs dumping up) ‘No way. No way. LUKE. (low, sharp) He wasn't here lastnight. BRIAN (turning to Mav, who's siting nearby sharpening his board edge witha piece of rock) When? av Middle ofthe night. Found him three dunes out. He was trying to map stars to trangulate ‘our *roturn point." Said that lke it made sense. CHRIS ‘And you just brought him back? MavHe's broken. This wasn't the plan he thought itd be. Jason stirs, wakes. Blinks at the three faces glaring down at him. Says nothing. LUKE ‘You got one shot to prove you're not a coward, Jason. And starts with keeping up. Scene 7 BRIAN (titing his head up atthe massive sand dune behind thom) You thinking what 'm thinking? cHRis We dropit LUKE Like i's powder. They all turn to look up the massive slope of wind-ippled sand. Morning light makes it glow gold. Steep. Clean. Almost inviting. av We can rde it. Grip's different, but carve deep, Keep weight back—we make it BRIAN Grinning) Desert snowboarding. First descent, No crowd, No rules. CHRIS Just one run, Again. LUKE This time, no cameras. No records. Just us. look at each other—then down at their boards, scratched butintact. A quiet unity Jason stands, hesitant. JASON I don't have a board. Mav ‘Then you run. Or ride with me.Jason swallows, Nods. EXT. TOP OF THE SAND MOUNTAIN ~ MOMENTS LATER Four snowboarders—and one wide-eyed passenger—stand silhouetted against the rising ‘sun. The sand glows beneath them lke 2 golden sea. cris We don't fall this time. LUKE We ride. av ‘And we finish BRIAN Desert drop. Lot's make it count. They crouch. GoPros blink red—somehow, still working. ALL (except Jason) “Fall together. Fly together." Boards carve deep into the sand. A rush of speed. Sand kicks like pewder. Lines curl behind them—ephemeral, beautiful. No wind to erase them. Jason clings to Mav's back, eyes wide in awe and fear And for a moment— 1s just tke the mountain again. Scene 8 EXT. BASE OF THE SAND MOUNTAIN - LATER The five of them le sprawled inthe sand, laughing, coughing, adrensline fading. Tracks trail behind them lke art—bold lines against the blank canvas ofthe dune.BRIAN (panting) "art believe that worked. cHRis We're maniacs LUKE We neoded that Mav (orinning) Now we just need a way home. Jason stares out atthe horizon, hountod. JASON Itshouldn't have worked, Any of i may Yeah, well. maybe it was never supposed to Jason looks down—then trips suddenly over something buried beneath the sand. JASON ‘Ow—what the— Mav crouches beside him and brushes sand away. His hand hits metal ma Hold up. ‘They uncover it together—old, rusted railroad tracks, stretching out in both directions, nearly swallowed by the desert. JASON ‘These weren't here yesterday, Maybe they were. Maybe we weren't looking. Jason touches the ral, His eyes widen. JASON (softy) “This isn't just away out.Mav ‘What do you mean? Jason stands, visibly shaken. JASON | studied ilusions. Portals. Phase theory. There were storis about transition points—places where worlds bleed through. But they weren't doorways. They were paths. Roads. Rails. A tong pause, mav ‘You think this ls how we got back? Jason nods slowly. JASON Not by climbing. Not by summits. By tripping. Falling. That's why it hppened atthe drop. may We didn't screw up. We landed right. Mav stands and shouts back to the others. av Guys! Down heret Thoy rush over, skidding to a stop as they see the tracks. cHRis What the hell..2 BRIAN ‘Aro those train tracks? LUKE: In the middle ofa desert? JASON It's not about where they go. I's about when. They all look at each other. CHRIS Only one way to find out. BRIAN‘You sure it's nota trp? may Maybe itis LUKE But its our only one. Thy all step onto the tracks. Wind picks up. The sand around them begins to tremble. The whistle ofa train—distant Impossible JASON (ubispering) Ws coming. ‘Sudden ight ashes atthe horizon—not headlights, but something stranger, bending heat and time Scene 9 The five stand in silence. The wind carries dust In slow spirals around their boots. Tho ‘metal rals hum beneath them, Far down the line, aglow begins to rice—a surreal blue headlight, pulsing lke @ heartbeat ‘through the haze. cHRIS (Gtaring atthe light) Thats nota train. BRIAN Looks more lke a... hallucination, LUKE Oratrap, Jason steps forward, facing them. JASON{ts not pain. It's not death. Its a reset av You sure? JASON No. But I belive it. You sald it yourselves—we didnt fll by mistake. This place is... betwoen, We're not meant to stay. CHRIS ‘And how do you know stepping into that light won't just vaporize us? JASON Because | bull this by accidont, And now I'm onding it on purpose. “Tho blue light grows brightor, luminating their faces—soft, strange, almost peaceful BRIAN (skepticay So we just stand here and get hit? LUKE (intense, quieg What its home? cHRIs What if 's nowhere? Tho rails begin fo shake. The sound deepens—otherworidly, mecharical and magical all at Jason steps closer tothe edge ofthe tracks. JASON ‘Look—if could take itall back, |would. But this is the only way forward. The others hesitate, The blue light engulfs them now. The sound is roar, sing, Jason closes his eyes: JASON (CONTD) Frm not asking you to believe in me. (bean) Just believe in the fall, cHRISWait, Jason— woame {na flash, Jason throws his arms out—shoving them all onto the tracts just as the blue light slams through the dust like a wave, He jumps with them. SILENCE, Scene 10 EXT. CHAMONDX MOUNTAIN ~ SUNRISE ~ DAY Fwooo00sH! Four snowboarders and one stunned man ina drone rig TUMBLE doun a slope of perfect ‘snow, landing midjump—exactly where they eft off Boards carving. lee fying. GoPros blinking red. Wind rushing past them. Its real. ts now. t's home. The storm fs gone. The sky is blue. Below them: the valley, the lodge, the word They rie it out in sync. Five figures descending as one. Atte bottom, they collapse ina heap, breathless. Laughing. Stunned cHRis ‘We made it. We actualy made it. BRIAN Was that a dream? LUKE Does it mater? Jason sits inthe snow, stunned. His drone rig hums faintly. ma ‘You brought us back. JASONNo. we di. A quiot moment. Then: cHRIs So... You gonna try magic again? Jason smiles, softy. JASON Not without a helmet, They laugh. The mountain echoes. Non