This is what the script looked like, as I wrote it. These pages would then be given to Hoang to do "pencil pages" (preliminary sketches).
THE EXILE
By Diana Gabaldon
CHAPTER 1: Murtagh’s Oath
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1-1 LS, a roiling sea under a louring sky. RFG, a small kilted figure stands on a bleak cliff, leaning on a sword and looking out to sea. In the far distance, a tiny ship is visible. |
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| 1-2 CU of Murtagh’s face, eyes squinted against the wind, dourly excited.
Murtagh: Well, ye’ve taken long enough about it, lad! |
1-3 Murtagh makes his way down a cliff path through rags of fog, head turned as he hears the barking of seals, OS.
Seals: Oark! Oark! Murtagh: Silkies! |