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I stumbled upon the originall (alternate?) ending for Predators recently.

From the script (SPOILER ALERT!!!):

EXT. HUNTING CAMP - MORNING

A newly born sun peeks over the horizon. The long night --
and the terror it brought - are finally over.

The camp. Or rather what’s left of it. Smoldering. Decimated.

Post appocalytic.

The body of the Black Super Predator hangs off the totem, a
spike driven through the side of its head. Poleaxed.
Royce and Isabelle sit at the base of the monument.

Bleeding.

Battered. 12 rounds. Still standing.
Nothing is said. Nothing needs to be said.
Silence.

Cut short by--
Ground begins to vibrate, barely perceptible at first.
Growing stronger, rising in intensity and volume.

As if a freight train was coming toward them.
Slowly Royce stands up. Isabelle alongside him.
Ready for whatever comes next.
Dust and ash swirl all around, obscuring vision in all
directions.
Then the cloud settles, revealing--

A PREDATOR SHIP

This isn't the Enterprise. Ugly. Battered. Functional.
They stare.

A form SHIMMERS into view. A Predator. Another. More. About a dozen of them.

Royce and Isabelle. No energy to fight. No point to run. They simply wait.

Predators part like the Red Sea. Their leader -- his armor
different from the rest, covered in trophies from untold
hunts -- approaches.

Surveys up our duo. The devastation. Last but not least, the slain Black Super Predator.

Slowly he removes his helmet.

The face beneath it belongs to--
DUTCH
The man. The myth. The legend.

DUTCH
Not bad, kid. Not bad at all.

SMASH TO BLACK

THE END

So I ended up doing this lil pin up of Dutch after hes taken down a super predator.

And yes Im working on the custom figure to match as you read this

Description
I stumbled upon the originall (alternate?) ending for Predators recently.

From the script (SPOILER ALERT!!!):

EXT. HUNTING CAMP - MORNING

A newly born sun peeks over the horizon. The long night --
and the terror it brought - are finally over.

The camp. Or rather what’s left of it. Smoldering. Decimated.

Post appocalytic.

The body of the Black Super Predator hangs off the totem, a
spike driven through the side of its head. Poleaxed.
Royce and Isabelle sit at the base of the monument.

Bleeding.

Battered. 12 rounds. Still standing.
Nothing is said. Nothing needs to be said.
Silence.

Cut short by--
Ground begins to vibrate, barely perceptible at first.
Growing stronger, rising in intensity and volume.

As if a freight train was coming toward them.
Slowly Royce stands up. Isabelle alongside him.
Ready for whatever comes next.
Dust and ash swirl all around, obscuring vision in all
directions.
Then the cloud settles, revealing--

A PREDATOR SHIP

This isn't the Enterprise. Ugly. Battered. Functional.
They stare.

A form SHIMMERS into view. A Predator. Another. More. About a dozen of them.

Royce and Isabelle. No energy to fight. No point to run. They simply wait.

Predators part like the Red Sea. Their leader -- his armor
different from the rest, covered in trophies from untold
hunts -- approaches.

Surveys up our duo. The devastation. Last but not least, the slain Black Super Predator.

Slowly he removes his helmet.

The face beneath it belongs to--
DUTCH
The man. The myth. The legend.

DUTCH
Not bad, kid. Not bad at all.

SMASH TO BLACK

THE END

So I ended up doing this lil pin up of Dutch after hes taken down a super predator.

And yes Im working on the custom figure to match as you read this