John Connor opening narration
T4 deleted scene
John Connor has an opening monologue. An insider tells that it was filmed.
John Connor: "The future is not set. Iíve been told I said that once. Many years from now. It was a warning. That I was going to hell. But if I fought hard enough, I could escape. I believed it for a lifetime. Now I pray I was wrong. Because now I am in hell. We all are. And the future I used to dread is the only hope I have left."
See source for the opening narration how it would have played out with the scenes.
Terminator Salvation final shooting script:
The DEADLY I.V. running into his arm. CONNOR (V.O.) The future is not set. Marcusí eyes dart FASTER. He does not want to die. CONNOR (V.O.) (CONTíD) Iíve been told I said that once. Many years from now. FINGERS turn the VALVE to release LETHAL CHEMICALS. CONNOR (V.O.) (CONTíD) It was a warning. That I was going to hell. But if I fought hard enough, I could escape. As the injection takes hold, Marcusí POV moves to BRIGHT LIGHTS overhead, losing FOCUS and BLEACHING TO WHITE... CONNOR (V.O.) (CONTíD) I believed it for a lifetime. From the WHITE SCREEN, a FACE emerges, backlit, blurred -- Itís Serena. In focus for a moment, leaning INTO CAMERA - - then moves out of frame. Is it real? A dream? Or the last thought before a brain is extinguished? CUT TO BLACK SUPER ON BLACK: SOUTH-CENTRAL SECTOR, NORTH AMERICA, 2018 3 EXT. DESERT - AFTERNOON 3 Floating through white we tilt down and reveal desert. The light dissolves into sun flare as our speed increases to reveal a very large array of massive satellite dishes in the distance. We are in the POV of a speeding MISSILE. Its low res image shows us its trajectory. CONNOR (V.O.) Now I pray I was wrong. Hundreds of giant satellite dishes line the desert floor below. A LONE FIGURE patrols the area. We only make it out in SILHOUETTE, but it carries a HEAVY RIFLE. A single anti-aircraft bullet PINGS off the MISSILEíS FIN -- momentarily compromised but quickly corrects and gets back on track. The bomb nose dives towards its target -- A BARE PATCH OF GROUND in the middle of the array-- 4 EXT. SKYNET COMMUNICATION COMPLEX - AFTERNOON 4 --FWOOM! A MASSIVE CONCUSSION as the BUNKER-BUSTING MISSILE BORES into the earth at high-velocity, burrowing deep-- --then a HUGE BLAST - FLAME and DIRT are thrown high in the air. A FLAMING BODY hits the ground IN FG, BACK TO CAMERA. A SECOND BLAST CONCUSSION flips it around to face us -- the skin looks strange. The heat from the surrounding flames melts the face off to reveal -- a STEEL TERMINATOR-- its METAL SKULL SCORCHED, its RED EYES FLICKERING. This is a T-600. CONNOR (V.O.) Because now I am in hell. We all are. A-10 WARTHOGS -- stubby attack planes -- SCREAM from the sky, These aircraft no longer bear traditional U.S. Insignia-- theyíre painted in WILD COLORS, graffiti lettering all over...Resistance fighters. A single ANTI-AIRCRAFT cannon pivots with a speed and proficiency we are not used to. It targets the attacking planes. BLASTS one out of the sky with one shot. Motley military and civilian CHOPPERS cut through swirling smoke and LAND in the array, disgorging RESISTANCE SOLDIERS. These are human troops in cobbled together military gear, carrying disproportionately heavy ASSAULT WEAPONS. A chopperís skid lands square onto the T-600ís skull -- crushing it and depressing deep into the ground. CLOSE ON A BOOT coming down next to the MUTILATED STEEL SKULL of the terminator. The T-600 writhes, mechanics failing but still set to kill. The BARREL of a RIFLE comes down and BANG -- one shot into its head BLOWS HALF the skull clean off. Tilt up to reveal -- JOHN CONNOR. CONNOR (V.O.) (CONTíD) And the future I used to dread is the only hope I have left. Connor looks down to the dead T-600 beneath his foot. Its pieces try to magnetize back together, but itís seriously damaged.
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