Steven universe adventures

attack in the jungle

The group has made camp in the jungle. The mood is somber, most of the MARCHERS asleep already, the nocturnal jungle HOOTING and BUZZING around them. Three or four tents have been put up.
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KELLY is lying on a sleeping bag. MALCOLM is next to her, stroking her hair, talking to her softly.

MALCOLM I'm not going to let anything happen to you. You know that, don't you? You're the most important thing in my life, Kelly, and I'll do anything for you.

KELLY Anything?

MALCOLM In the world.

KELLY Okay. Marry Sarah.

That wasn't what he had in mind.

KELLY (cont'd) You know you want to. Nothing else could ever have made you come to this island. Only Sarah. You need an anvil to fall on your head before you get it?

Malcolm just looks at her. Before he can answer, SARAH crawls into the tent.

SARAH You guys got room for one more?

KELLY Ask him.

Sarah looks at Malcolm.

MALCOLM Huh? Uh, yeah. Yeah, of course.

He kisses Kelly on the forehead.

MALCOLM (cont'd) Stop thinking and get some sleep. I'll take one more look around camp and be back in two minutes.

He slips out of the tent. Sarah hangs her overshirt over a bar and notices Kelly is staring at her, smiling.

SARAH Are you okay?

KELLY Me? I'm great.
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In the tent next door Steven was wide awake keeping watch for the vicious carnotaurus. He couldn't see them but he knew they were close, he could hear their footsteps as they made each step on the jungle floor, he could see birds flying as they let out their terrifying roars, but he also heard the roars of the tyrannosaurus. He knew that they could be able to help since he returned their son, so they could've been in an alliance, but all Steven could do now was wait
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ROLAND, gun slung over his shoulder, gets a boost from AJAY and climbs a tree that's a short distance into the jungle, near the camp.

He finds a comfortable resting place in the branches and settles back, studying the night trees around him
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Malcolm walks across the center of the clearing, listening carefully, studying the jungle trees, trying to sense any danger
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Roland abruptly sits up, sniffing. He looks around. All the way across the clearing, he notices a thin plume of smoke rising up over the trees, just outside the edge of camp.

ROLAND Oh, no.
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Kelly and Sarah are sleeping lightly. Sarah's shirt hangs over them, swaying in the gentle breeze coming through the open flap.

As the shirt dangles there, swinging softly from side to side, we notice the broad red smear across the front. Oh, that's right - - it's blood.

The baby T-rex's blood.
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the thin plume of smoke leads down to a tiny cooking fire that's been lit by DR. BURKE. He's set a small frying pan on top of it. The dinosaur egg he picked up earlier is to the side, cracked in half, and the yoke in the pan, almost cooked, sunny side up.

Roland runs up behind him.

ROLAND (hisses) ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!

Burke leaps out of the way as Roland kicks dirt on the fire.

Malcolm comes racing around the corner too, desperate.

MALCOLM WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK - -?!

He joins Roland, kicking dirt on the fire. They get it out and stand there, chests heaving, listening to the jungle for a moment, to see if its stirred any activity. It's silent.