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Star Wars: Episode 1:The Phantom Menace | |
TITLE CARD : A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away.... | |
A vast sea of stars serves as the backdrop for the main title, followed by | |
a roll up, which crawls up into infinity. | |
EPISODE 1 THE PHANTOM MENACE | |
Turmoil has engulfed the Galactic Republic. The taxation of trade routes to | |
outlaying star systems is in dispute. | |
Hoping to resolve the matter with a blockade of deadly battleships, the | |
greedy Trade Federation has stopped all shipping to the small planet of | |
Naboo. | |
While the congress of the Republic endlessly debates this alarming chain of | |
events, the Supreme Chancellor has secretly dispatched two Jedi Knights, | |
the guardians of peace and justice in the galaxy, to settle the | |
conflict..... | |
PAN DOWN to reveal a small space cruiser heading TOWARD CAMERA at great | |
speed. PAN with the cruiser as it heads towardthe beautiful green planet of | |
Naboo, which is surrounded by hundreds of Trade Federation battleships. | |
INT. REPUBLIC CRUISER - COCKPIT | |
In the cockpit of the cruise, the CAPTAIN and PILOT maneuver closer to one | |
of the battleships. | |
QUI-GON : (off screen voice) Captain. | |
The Captain turns to an unseen figure sitting behind her. | |
CAPTAIN : Yes, sir? | |
QUI-GON : (V.O) Tell them we wish to board at once. | |
CAPTAIN : Yes, sir. | |
The CAPTAIN looks to her view screen, where NUTE GUNRAY, a Neimoidian trade | |
viceroy, waits for a reply. | |
CAPTAIN : (cont'd) With all due respect for the Trade Federation, the | |
Ambassodors for the Supreme Chancellor wish to board immediately. | |
NUTE : Yes, yes, of coarse...ahhh...as you know, our blockade is perfectly | |
legal, and we'd be happy to recieve the Ambassador...Happy to. | |
The screen goes black. Out the cockpit window, the sinister battleship | |
looms ever closer. | |
EXT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - DOCKING BAY - SPACE (FX) | |
The small space cruiser docks in the enormous main bay of the Federation | |
battleship. | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - DOCKING BAY - SPACE | |
A PROTOCOL DROID, TC-14, waits at the door to the docking bay. Two WORKER | |
DROIDS, PK-4 and EG-9 watch. | |
PK-4 : They must be important if the Viceroy sent one of those useless | |
protocol gearheads to greet them. | |
The door opens, and the Republic cruiser can be seen in the docking bay. | |
Two darkly robed figures are greeted by TC-14. | |
TC-14 : I'm TC-14 at your service. This way, please. | |
They move off down the hallway. | |
EG-9 : A Republic cruiser! That's trouble...don't you think? | |
PR-4 : I'm not made to think. | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - CONFERENCE ROOM | |
A door slides open, and the two cloaked shapes are led PAST CAMERA into the | |
formal conference room by TC-14. | |
TC-14 : I hope you honoured sirs with the most comfortable here. My master | |
will be with you shortly. | |
The droid bows before OBI-WAN KENOBI and QUI- GON JINN. He backs out the | |
door and it closes. The JEDI lower their hoods and look out a large window | |
at the lush green planet of Naboo. QUI-GON sixty years old, has long white | |
hair in a ponytail. He is tall and striking, with blue eyes. OBI-WAN is | |
twenty five, with very short brown hair, pale skin, and blue eyes. Several | |
exotic, bird-like creatures SING in a cage near the door. | |
OBI-WAN : I have a bad feeling about this. | |
QUI-GON : I don't sense anything. | |
OBI-WAN : It's not about the mission, Master, it's | |
somethging...elsewhere...elusive. | |
QUI-GON : Don't center on your anxiety, Obi-Wan. Keep your concentration | |
here and now where it belongs. | |
OBI-WAN : Master Yoda says I should be mindful of the future... | |
QUI-GON : .....but not at the expense of the moment. Be mindful of the | |
living Force, my young Padawan. | |
OBI-WAN : Yes, Master...how do you think the trade viceroy will deal with | |
the chancellor's demands? | |
QUI-GON : These Federation types are cowards. The negotiations will be | |
short. | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - BRIDGE | |
NUTE GUNRAY and DAULTRAY DOFINE stand, stunned, before TC-14. | |
NUTE : (shaken) What?!? What did you say? | |
TC-14 : The Ambassadors are Jedi Knights, I believe. | |
DOFINE : I knew it! They were sent to force a settlement, eh. Blind me, | |
we're done for! | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - HALLWAY | |
A hologram of NUTE , surrounded by BATTLE DROIDS, appears in the conference | |
room hallway. | |
NUTE : They must be dead by now. Blast, what's left of them. | |
The hologram fades off, as a BATTLE DROID, OWO-1, cautiously opens the | |
door. A deadly green cloud billows from the room. BATTLE DROIDS cock their | |
weapons as a figure stumbles out of the smoke. It is TC-14 , carrying the | |
tray of drinks. | |
TC14 : Oh, excuse me, so sorry. | |
The PROTOCOL DROID passes the armed camp just as two flashing laser swords | |
fly out of the deadly fog, cutting down several BATTLE DROIDS before they | |
can fire. | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - BRIDGE | |
The bridge is a cocophony of alarms. NUTE and RUNE watch OWO-1 on the | |
viewscreen. | |
OWO-1 : Not sure exactly what... | |
OWO-1 is suddenly cut in half in mid-sentence. RUNE gives NUTE a worried | |
look. | |
NUTE : What in blazes is going on down there? | |
RUNE : Have you ever encountered a Jedi Knight before, sir? | |
NUTE : Well, not exactly, but I don't...(panicked) Seal off the bridge. | |
RUNE : That won't be enough, sir. | |
The doors to the bridge SLAM shut. | |
NUTE : I want destroyer droids up here at once!!! | |
RUNE : We will not survive this. | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - HALLWAY - OUTSIDE BRIDGE | |
QUI-GON cuts several BATTLE DROIDS in half, creating a shower of sparks and | |
metal parts. OBI-WAN raises his hand, sending several BATTLE DROIDS | |
crashing into the wall. | |
QUI-GON makes his way to the bridge door and begins to cut through it. | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - BRIDGE | |
The CREW is very nervous as sparks start flying around the bridge door. | |
QUI-GON and OBI-WAN are on the view screen. | |
NUTE : Close the blast doors!!! | |
The huge, very thick blast door slams shut, followed by a second door, then | |
a third. There is a hissing sound as the huge doors seal shut. QUI-GON tabs | |
the door with his sword. The screen goes black as a red spot appears in the | |
center of the blast door. | |
RUNE : ...They're still coming through! | |
On the door, chunks of molten metal begin to drop away. | |
NUTE : Impossible!! This is impossible!! | |
RUNE : Where are those destroyer droids?! | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - HALLWAY - OUTSIDE BRIDGE | |
Ten ugly destroyer WHEEL DROIDS roll down the hallway at full speed. Just | |
before they get to the bridge area, they stop and transform into their | |
battle configuration. QUI-GON can't see them but senses their presence. | |
QUI-GON : Destroyer droids! | |
OBI-WAN : Offhand, I'd say this mission is past the negotiaion stage. | |
The WHEEL DROIDS, led by P-59, rush the entry area from three hallways, | |
blasting away with their laser guns. They stop firing and stand in a | |
semi-circle as the smoke clears. OBI-WAN and QUI-GON are nowhere to be | |
seen. | |
P-59 : Switch to bio...There they are! | |
The Jedi materialize at the far end of the hallway and dash through the | |
doorway that slams shut. The WHEEL DROIDS blast away at the two JEDI with | |
their laser swords. | |
OBI-WAN : They have shield generators! | |
QUI-GON : It's a standoff! Let's go! | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - BRIDGE | |
NUTE and RUNE stand on the bridge, watching the view screen as the WHEEL | |
DROIDS' POV speeds to the doorway. | |
RUNE : We have them on the run, sir...they're no match for destroyer | |
droids. | |
TEY HOW : Sir, they've gone up the ventilation shaft. | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - MAIN BAY | |
QUI-GON and OBI-WAN appear at a large vent in a giant hanger bay. They are | |
careful not to be seen. Thousands of BATTLE DROIDS are loading onto landing | |
craft. | |
QUI-GON : Battle droids. | |
OBI-WAN : It's an invisible army. | |
QUI-GON : It's an odd play for the Trade Federation. We've got to warn the | |
Naboo and contact Chancellor Valorum. Let's split up. Stow aboard separate | |
ships and meet down on the planet. | |
OBI-WAN : You were right about one thing, Master. The negotiations were | |
short. | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - BRIDGE | |
TEY HOW recieves a transmission. | |
TEY HOW : Sir, a transmission from the planet. | |
RUNE : It's Queen Amidala herself. | |
NUTE : At last we're getting results. | |
On the view screen, QUEEN AMIDALA appears in her throne room. Wearing her | |
elaborate headdress and robes, she sits, surrounded by the GOVERNING | |
COUNCIL and FOUR HANDMAIDENS, EIRTAE, YANE, RABE, and SACHE. | |
NUTE : (cont'd) Again you come before me, Your highness. The Federation is | |
pleased. | |
AMIDALA : You will not be pleased when you hear what I have to say, | |
Viceroy...Your trade boycott of our planet has ended. | |
NUTE smirks at RUNE. | |
NUTE : I was not aware of such a failure. | |
AMIDALA : I have word that the Senate is finally voting on this blockade of | |
yours. | |
NUTE : I take it you know the outcome. I wonder why they bother to vote. | |
AMIDALA : Enough of this pretense, Viceroy! I'm aware the Chancellor's | |
Ambassadors are with you now, and that you have beencommanded to reach a | |
settlement. | |
NUTE : I know nothing about any Ambassadors...you must be mistaken. | |
AMIDALA, surprised at his reaction, studies him carefully. | |
AMIDALA : Beware, Viceroy....the Federation is going too far this time. | |
NUTE : Your Highness, we would never do anything without the approval of | |
the Senate. You assume too much. | |
AMIDALA : We will see. | |
The QUEEN fades off, and the view screen goes black. | |
RUNE : She's right, the Senate will never.... | |
NUTE : It's too late now. | |
RUNE : Do you think she suspects an attack? | |
NUTE : I don't know, but we must move quickly to disrupt all communications | |
down there. | |
INT. NABOO PALACE - THRONE ROOM | |
The QUEEN, EIRTAE, SACHE and her Governor, SIO BIBBLE, stand before a | |
hologram of SENATOR PALPATINE, a thin, kindly man. | |
PALPATINE : ...How could that be true? I have assurances from the | |
Chancellor...his Ambassaodrs did arrive. It must be | |
the...get...negotiate... | |
The hologram of PALPATIONE sputters and fades away. | |
AMIDALA : Senator Palpatine?!? (turns to Panaka) What's happening? | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA turns to his SARGEANT | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Check the transmission generators... | |
BIBBLE : A malfunction? | |
CAPT. PANAKA : It could be the Federation jamming us. Your Highness. | |
BIBBLE : A communications disruption can only mean one thing. Invasion. | |
AMIDALA : Don't jump to conclusions, Governor. The Federation would not | |
dare go that far. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : The Senate would revoke their trade franchise, and they'd be | |
finished. | |
AMIDALA : We must continue to rely on negotiation. | |
BIBBLE : Negotiation? We've lost all communications!...and where atre the | |
Chancellors Ambassadors? How can we negotiate? We must prepare to defend | |
ourselves. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : This is a dangerous situation, Your Highness. Our security | |
volunteers will be no match against a battle-hardened Federation army. | |
AMIDALA : I will not condone a course of action that will lead us to war. | |
EXT. SPACE LANDING CRAFT - TWILIGHT (FX) | |
Six landing craft fly in formation toward the surface of the planet Naboo. | |
EXT. NABOO SWAMP - SHALLOW LAKE - TWILIGHT | |
Three landing craft slowly descend through the cloud cover of the | |
perpetually gray twilight side of the planet. One by one, the Federation | |
warships land in the eerie swamp. | |
OBI-WAN's head emerges from the mud of a shallow lake. For in the | |
background, the activities of the invasion force can be seen in the mist. | |
OBI-WAN takes several deep breaths, then dissapears again under the muddy | |
swamp. Troop Transports (MTT's) emerge from the landing craft. | |
EXT. NABOO EDGE OF SWAMP GRASS PLAINS - TWILIGHT (FX) | |
The droid invasion force moves out of the swamp and onto a grassy plain. | |
OOM-9, in his tank, looks out over the vast ARMY marching across the | |
rolling hills. A small hologram of RUNE and NUTE stands on the tank. | |
RUNE : ...and there is no trace of the Jedi. They may have gotton onto one | |
of your landing craft. | |
OOM-9 : If they are down here, sir, we'll find them. We are moving out of | |
the swamp and are marching on the cities. We are meeting no resistance. | |
NUTE : Excellent. | |
EXT. NABOO SWAMP - TWILIGHT | |
QUI-GON runs through the strange landscape, glancing back to see the | |
monstrous troop transports, emerging from the mist. Animals begin to run | |
past him in a panic. | |
An odd, frog-like Gungan, JAR JAR INKS, squats holding a clam he has | |
retrieved from the murky swamp. The shell pops open. JAR JAR's greta tongue | |
snaps out and grabs the clam, swallowing it in one gulp. | |
JAR JAR looks up and sees QUI-GON and the other creatures running like the | |
wind toward him. One of the huge MTT's bears down on the JEDI like a | |
charging locomotive. JAR JAR stands transfixed, still holding the clam | |
shell in one hand. | |
JAR JAR : Oh, noooooooooo! | |
JAR JAR drops the shell and grabs onto QUI-GON as he passes. The JEDI is | |
caught by surprise. | |
JAR JAR : (Cont'd) Hey, help me! Help me!! | |
QUI-GON : Let go! | |
The machine is about tp crush them as QUI-GON drags JAR JAR behind him. | |
Just as the transport is about to hit them, QUI-GON drops, and JAR JAR goes | |
splat into the mud with him. The transport races overhead. | |
QUI-GON and JAR JAR pull themselves out of the mud. They stand watching the | |
war machine dissapear into the mist. JAR JAR grabs QUI-GON and hugs him. | |
JAR JAR : Oyi, mooie-mooie! I luv yous! | |
The frog-like creature kisses the JEDI. | |
QUI-GON : Are you brainless? You almost got us killed! | |
JAR JAR : I spake. | |
QUI-GON : The ability to speak does not make you intelligent. Now get outta | |
here! | |
QUI-GON starts to move off, and JAR JAR follows. | |
JAR JAR : No...no! Mesa stay...Mesa yous humble servaunt. | |
QUI-GON : That wont be necessary. | |
JAR JAR : Oh boot tis! Tis demunded byda guds. Tis a live debett, tis. Mesa | |
culled Jaja Binkss. | |
In the distance, two STAPS burst out of the mist at high speed, chasing | |
OBI-WAN. | |
QUI-GON : I have no time for this now... | |
JAR JAR : Say what? | |
The two STAPS barrell down on OBI-WAN. | |
JAR JAR : (cont'd) Oh, nooooo! Weesa ganna.... | |
QUI-GON throws JAR JAR into the mud. | |
QUI-GON : Stay down! | |
His head pops up. | |
JAR JAR : ...dieeee! | |
The two troops fire laser bolts at OBI-WAN. QUI-GON deflects the bolts | |
back, and the STAPS blow up. One-two. OBI-WAN is exhausted and tries to | |
catch his breath. | |
OBI-WAN : Sorry, Master, the water fried my weapon. | |
OBI-WAN pulls out his burnt laser sword handle. QUI-GON inspects it, as JAR | |
JAR pulls himself out of the mud. | |
QUI-GON : You forgot to turn your power off again, didn't you? | |
OBI-WAN nods sheeplishly. | |
QUI-GON : (cont'd) It won't take long to recharge, but this is a lesson I | |
hope you've learned, my young Padawan. | |
OBI-WAN : Yes, Master. | |
JAR JAR : Yousa sav-ed my again, hey? | |
OBI-WAN : What's this? | |
QUI-GON : A local. Let's go, before more of those droids show up. | |
JAR JAR : Mure? Mure did you spake??!? | |
OBI-WAN and QUI-GON start to run. JAR JAR tries to keep up. | |
JAR JAR : (cont'd) Ex-squeeze me, but da moto grande safe place would be | |
Otoh Gunga. Tis where I grew up...Tis safe city. | |
They all stop. | |
QUI-GON : A city! (JAR JAR nods his head) Can you take us there? | |
JAR JAR : Ahhh, will...on second taut...no, not willy. | |
QUI-GON : No??! | |
JAR JAR : Iss embarrissing, boot... My afrai my've bean banished. My | |
forgoten der Bosses would do terrible tings to my. Terrible tings if my | |
goen back dare. | |
A PULSATING SOUND is heard in the distance. | |
QUI-GON : You hear that? | |
JAR JAR shakes his head yes. | |
QUI-GON : (cont'd) That's the sound of a thousand terrible things heading | |
this way... | |
OBI-WAN : When they find us, they will crush us, grind us into little | |
pieces, then blast us into oblivion! | |
JAR JAR : Oh! Yousa point is well seen. Dis way! Hurry! | |
JAR JAR turns and runs into the swamp. | |
EXT. NABOO SWAMP LAKE - TWILIGHT | |
QUI-GON, OBI-WAN and JAR JAR run into a murky lake and stop as JAR JAR | |
tries to catch his breath. The TRANSPORTS ARE HEARD in the distance. | |
QUI-GON : Much farther? | |
JAR JAR : Wesa goen underwater, okeyday? | |
QUI-GON and OBI-WAN pull out small capsule from their utility belts that | |
turn into breathing masks. | |
JAR JAR : (cont'd) My warning yous. Gungans no liken outlaunders. Don't | |
expict a wern welcome. | |
OBI-WAN : Don't worry, this has not been our day for warm welcomes. | |
JAR JAR jumps, does a double somersault with a twist, and dives into the | |
water. | |
Breath masks on, QUI-GON and OBI-WAN wade in after him. | |
EXT. NABOO LAKE - UNDERWATER | |
QUI-GON and OBI-WAN swim behind JAR JAR, who is very much at home in the | |
water. Down they swim into murky depths. In the distance the glow of Otoh | |
Gunga, an underwater city made up of large bubbles, becomes more distinct. | |
They approach the strange, art nouveau habitat. JAR JAR swims magically | |
through one of the bubble membranes, which seals behind him. OBI-WAN and | |
QUI-GON follow. | |
INT. OTOH GUNGA - CITY SQUARE | |
GUNGANS in the square scatter when they see the strange JEDI. Four GUARDS | |
armed with long electro-poles ride two-legged KAADUS into the square. The | |
GUARDS, led by CAPTAIN TARPALS, point their lethal poles at the dripping | |
trio. | |
JAR JAR : Heyo-dalee, Cap'n Tarpals, Mesa back! | |
CAPT. TARPALS : Noah gain, Jar Jar. Yousa goen tada Bosses. Yousa in big | |
dudu this time. | |
CAPT. TARPALS gives JAR JAR a slight zap with his power pole. JAR JAR jumps | |
and moves off, followed by the two JEDI. | |
JAR JAR : How wude. | |
INT. OTOH GUNGA - HIGH TOWER BOARD ROOM | |
The Bosses' Board Room has bubble walls, with small lighted fish swimming | |
around outside like moving stars. A long circular judge's bench filled with | |
GUNGAN OFFICIALS dominates the room. OBI-WAN and QUI-GON stand facing BOSS | |
NASS, who sits on a bench higher than the others. | |
BOSS NASS : Yousa cannot bees hair. Dis army of mackineeks up dare tis new | |
weesong! | |
QUI-GON : That droid army is about to attack the Naboo. We must warn them. | |
BOSS NASS : Wesa no like da Naboo! Un dey no like uss-ens. Da Naboo tink | |
day so smarty den us-ens. Day tink day brains so big. | |
OBI-WAN : After those droids take control of the surface, they will come | |
here and take control of you. | |
BOSS NASS : No, mesa no tink so. Mesa scant talkie witda Naboo, and no | |
nutten talkie it outlaunders. Dos mackineeks no comen here! Dey not know of | |
uss-en. | |
OBI-WAN : You and the Naboo form a symbiont circle. What happens to noe of | |
you will affect the other. You must understand this. | |
BOSS NASS : Wesa wish no nutten in yousa tings, outlaunder, and wesa no | |
care-n about da Naboo. | |
QUI-GON : (waves his hand) Then speed us on our way. | |
BOSS NASS : Wesa gonna speed yousaway. | |
QUI-GON : We need a transport. | |
BOSS NASS : Wesa give yousa una bongo. Da speedest way tooda Naboo tis goen | |
through da core. Now go. | |
QUI-GON : Thank you for your help. We go in peace. | |
QUI-GON and OBI-WAN turn to leave. | |
OBI-WAN : Master, whats a bongo? | |
QUI-GON : A transport, I hope. | |
The JEDI notice JAR JAR in chains to one side, waiting to hear his verdict. | |
QUI-GON stops. JAR JAR gives him a forlorn look. | |
JAR JAR : Daza setten yous up. Goen through da planet core is bad bombin!! | |
QUI-GON : Thank you, my friend. | |
JAR JAR : Ahhh...any hep hair would be hot. | |
JAR JAR's soulful look is counterpointed by a sheepish grin. | |
OBI-WAN : We are short of time, Master. | |
QUI-GON : We'll need a navigator to get us through the planet's core. This | |
Gungan my be of help. | |
QUI-GON walks bact to BOSS NASS. | |
QUI-GON : (cont'd) What is to become of Jar Jar Binks here? | |
BOSS NASS : Binkss brokeen the nocombackie law. Hisen to be pune-ished. | |
QUI-GON : He has been a great help to us. I hope the punishment will not be | |
too severe. | |
BOSS NASS : Pounded unto death. | |
JAR JAR : (grimacing) Oooooh...Ouch! | |
OBI-WAN looks concerned. QUI-GON is thinking. | |
QUI-GON : We need a navigator to get us through the planet's core. I have | |
saved Jar Jar Binks' life. He owes me what you call a "life.debt." | |
BOSS NASS : Binks. Yousa havena liveplay with thisen hisen? | |
JAR JAR nods and joins the JEDI. QUI-GON waves his hand. | |
QUI-GON : Your gods demand that his life belongs to me now. | |
BOSS NASS : Hisen live tis yos, outlauder. Begone wit him. | |
JAR JAR : Count mesa outta dis! Better dead here, den deader in da | |
core...Yee guds, whata mesa sayin?! | |
EXT. NABOO CITY - UNDERWATER - SUB (FX) | |
A strange little submarine propels itself away from the Otoh Gunga, leaving | |
the glow of the settlement in the distance. | |
INT. SUB COCKPIT - UNDERWATER | |
OBI-WAN in the co-pilots seat, JAR JAR guides the craft. | |
JAR JAR : Dis is nusen. | |
OBI-WAN : Master, why do you keep dragging these pathetic life forms along | |
with us?...Here, take over. | |
JAR JAR : Hey, ho? Where wesa goen?? | |
QUI-GON : You're the navigator. | |
JAR JAR : Yo dreamen mesa hopen...,br QUI-GON : Just relax, the Force will | |
guide us... | |
JAR JAR : Ooooh, maxibig..."da Force"...Wellen, dat smells stinkowiff. | |
JAR JAR veers the craft to the left and turns the lights on. The coral | |
vistas are grand, fantastic, and wonderous. | |
OBI-WAN : Why were you banished, Jar Jar? | |
JAR JAR : Tis a long tale, buta small part wawdabe | |
mesa...ooooh...aaaa.....clumsy. | |
OBI-WAN : They banished you because you're clumsy? | |
As the little sub glides into the planet core, a large dark shape begins to | |
follow. | |
JAR JAR : Mesa cause-ed mabee one or duey lettal bitty axadentes...yud-say | |
boom da gasser, un crash Der Bosses heyblibber...den banished. | |
Suddenly there is a loud CRASH, and the little craft lurches to one side. | |
QUI-GON looks around and sees a huge, lumimnous OPEE SEA KILLER has hooked | |
them with its long gooey tongue. | |
QUI-GON : Full speed ahead. | |
Instead of full ahead, JAR JAR jams the controls into reverse. The sub | |
flies into the mouth of the creature. | |
JAR JAR : Oooops. | |
OBI-WAN : Give me the controls. | |
OBI-WAN takes over the controls and the OPEE SEA KILLER instantly releases | |
the sub from its mouth. | |
JAR JAR : Wesa free! | |
As the sub zooms away they see a larger set of jaws, munching on the | |
hapless KILLER. The jaws belong to the incredible SANDO AQUA MONSTER. The | |
lights on the tiny sub begin to flicker as they cruise deeper into the | |
gloom. | |
QUI-GON : There's always a bigger fish. | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - BRIDGE | |
NUTE and RUNE stand before a hologram of DARTH SIDIOUS. | |
NUTE : The invasion is on schedule, My Lord. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : Good. I have the Senate bogged down in procedures. By the | |
time this incident comes up for a vote, they will have no choice but to | |
accept your control of the system. | |
NUTE : The Queen has great faith the Senate will side with her. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : Queen Amidala is yound and naive. You will find controlling | |
her will not be difficult. You have done well, Viceroy. | |
NUTE : Thank you, My Lord. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS fades away. | |
RUNE : You didn't tell him about the missing Jedi? | |
NUTE : No need to report that to him, until we have something to report. | |
INT. SUB COCKPIT - UNDERWATER | |
Sparks are flying, and water is leaking into the cabin. The sound of the | |
power drive drops. | |
OBI-WAN : .....we're losing power. | |
OBI-WAN is working with the sparking wires. JAR JAR panics. | |
QUI-GON : Stay calm. We're not in trouble yet. | |
JAR JAR : What yet? Monstairs out dare! Leak'n in here, all'n sink'n, and | |
nooooo power! You nutsen! WHEN YOUSA TINK WESA IN TROUBLE?!!!? | |
OBI-WAN : Power's back. | |
The lights flicker on, revealing an ugly COLO CLAW FISH right in front of | |
them. | |
JAR JAR : Monstairs back! | |
The large COLO CLAW FISH is surprised and rears back. The sub turns around | |
and speeds away. | |
JAR JAR : (cont'd) Wesa in trouble now?? | |
QUI-GON : Relax. | |
QUI-GON puts his hand on JAR JAR's shoulder. JAR JAR relaxes into a coma. | |
OBI-WAN : You overdid it. | |
The COLO CLAW FISH leaps after the fleeing sub as it shoots out of the | |
tunnel and into the waiting jaws of the SANDO AQUA MONSTER. | |
OBI-WAN (cont'd) This is not good! | |
JAR JAR regains consciousness. | |
JAR JAR : Wesa dead yet?? Oie Boie! | |
JAR JAR's eyes bulge, and he faints again. The sub narrowly avoids the | |
deadly teeth of the AQUA MONSTER. The COLO CLAW FISH chasing them isn't so | |
lucky. It is munched in half by the larger predator. The little sub slips | |
away. | |
QUI-GON : Head for that outcropping. | |
EXT. THEED - MAIN ROAD INTO THEED - DAY (FX) | |
The long columns of the DROID ARMY move down the main road leading to | |
Theed, the Naboo capital. | |
EXT. THEED PLAZA - DAY (FX) | |
As the QUEEN watches helplessly from a window in the palace, a transport | |
carrying NUTE and RUNE lands in Theed Plaza. They exit the transport. | |
NUTE : Ah, victory! | |
INT. NABOO LAKE - UNDERWATER - SUB (FX) | |
The little sub continue to propel itself toward the surface, which is | |
brightly lit. | |
JAR JAR : Wesa dude it! | |
EXT. THEED - ESTUARY - DAY | |
Paradise. Billowing clouds frame a romantic body of water. There is a LOUD | |
RUSH OF BUBBLES, and a small sub bobs to the surface. | |
The current in the estuary begins to pull the sub backward into a fast | |
moving river. OBI-WAN switches off the two remaining bubble canopies. | |
QUI-GON stands up to look around. JAR JAR lets out a sigh of relief. | |
JAR JAR : Wesa safe now. | |
QUI-GON : Get this thing started. | |
JAR JAR : Dissen berry good. Hey? | |
OBI-WAN : What is it? | |
JAR JAR looks back to where they're drifting. He sees they are headed for a | |
huge waterfall. | |
JAR JAR : What!!?? Oie boie! | |
OBI-WAN tries to start the engine. The long props behind the sub slowly | |
begin to rotate. OBI-WAN struggles until finally, a few feet short of the | |
waterfall, the sub starts and is able to generate enough power to stop | |
drifting backward in the powerful current. The sub slowly moves forward. In | |
the background, QUI-GON takes a cable out of his belt. The engine coughs | |
and dies. They start drifting backward again. JAR JAR panics. | |
JAR JAR : (cont'd) Iyiiyi, wesa die'n here, hey! | |
QUI-GON shoots the thin cable, and it wraps itself around a railing on the | |
shore. The sub pulls the cable taut, and the little craft hangs | |
precariously over the edge of the waterfall. | |
QUI-GON : Come on... | |
OBI-WAN climbs out of the sub and pulls himself along the cable. QUI-GON | |
starts in after him. | |
QUI-GON : (cont'd) Come on, Jar Jar. | |
JAR JAR : No! Too scary! | |
OBI-WAN : Get up here! | |
JAR JAR : No a mighty no! | |
JAR JAR looks back and sees he is hanging over the waterfall. | |
JAR JAR : (cont'd) Oie boie...mesa comen. Mesa comen! | |
JAR JAR starts to climb out of the sub. OBI-WAN is on shore and helps to | |
pull QUI-GON out of the water. | |
OBI-WAN : That was close. | |
BATTLE DROID 3B3 : (O.S) Drop your weapons! | |
The TWO JEDI turn around to see a BATTLE DROID standing in front of them. | |
JAR JAR climbs up on shore between the JEDI. | |
BATTLE DROID 3B3 : I said drop your weapons | |
QUI-GON ignites his laser sword, and in a brief flash, the DROID is cut | |
down by the JEDI. A stray laser bolt hits the cable and the sub breaks | |
lose, crashing down the waterfall. | |
The JEDI move on. JAR JAR reluctantly follows and looks back at the mess. | |
JAR JAR : Whoa!!! | |
EXT. THEED - PALACE - DAY | |
The waterfalls of Theed sparkle in the noonday sun. | |
INT. THEED - PALACE THRONE ROOM - DAY | |
QUEEN AMIDALA, SIO BIBBLE, and FIVE OF HER HANDMAIDENS (EIRTAE, YANE, | |
PADME, RABE, SACHE) are surrounded by TWENTY DROIDS. CAPTAIN PANAKA and | |
FOUR NABOO GUARDS are also held at gunpoint. NUTE and RUNE stand in the | |
middle of the room. | |
BIBBLE : ...how will you explain this invasion to the Senate? | |
NUTE : The Naboo and the Federation will forge a treaty that will | |
legitimize our occupation here. I've been assured it will be ratified by | |
the Senate. | |
AMIDALA : I will not co-operate. | |
NUTE : Now, now, your Highness. You are not going to like what we have in | |
store for your people. In time, their suffering will persuade you to see | |
our point of view. Commander. (OOM-9 steps forward) Process them. | |
OOM-9 : Yes, sir! (turns to his sergeant) Take them to Camp Four. | |
The SERGEANT marches the GROUP out of the throne room. | |
EXT. PALACE - PLAZA - DAY | |
QUEEN AMIDALA, PADME, EIRTA, YANE, RABE, SACHE, CAPTAIN PANAKA, SIO | |
BIBBLE, | |
and FOUR GUARDS are led out of the palace by ten BATTLE DROIDS. The plaza | |
is filled with tanks and BATTLE DROIDS, which they pass on their way to the | |
detention camp. Unbeknownst to them, QUI-GON, OBI-WAN, and JAR JAR sneak | |
across on a walkway above the plaza and jump from a balcony to begin an | |
attack to rescue the QUEEN. | |
FOUR BATTLE DROIDS are instantly cut down. MORE DROIDS move forward and are | |
also cut down by the JEDIS' flashing lightsabres until there is only the | |
DROID SERGEANT left. The SERGEANT starts to run but is pulled back to | |
QUI-GON by the Force, until finally he is dispatched by the JEDI. | |
JAR JAR : Yousa guys bombad! | |
QUEEN AMIDALA and the OTHERS are amazed. JAR JAR is getting used to this. | |
They move between two buildings. | |
QUI-GON : Your Highness, we are the Ambassadors, for the Supreme | |
Chancellor. | |
BIBBLE : Your negotiations seem to have failed, Ambassador. | |
QUI-GON : The negotiations never took place. Your Highness, we must make | |
contact with the republic. | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA steps forward. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : They've knocked out all our communications. | |
QUI-GON : Do you have transports? | |
CAPT. PANAKA : In the main hanger. This way. | |
THEY disappear down an alleyway as the ALARMS are sounded | |
INT. CENTRAL HANGER - HALLWAY - DAY | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA cracks open a side door to the central hanger. QUI-GON looks | |
in over his shoulder. OBI-WAN, JAR JAR, and the rest of the group are | |
behind him. They see several Naboo spacecraft guarded by about FIFTY BATTLE | |
DROIDS. ALARMS can be heard in the distance. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : There are too many of them. | |
QUI-GON : That won't be a problem. (to Amidala) Your Highness, under the | |
circumstances, Isuggest you come to Coruscant with us. | |
AMIDALA : Thank you, Ambassador, but my place is here with my people. | |
QUI-GON : They will kill you if you stay. | |
BIBBLE : They wouldn't dare. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : They need her to sign a treaty to make this invasion of | |
theirs legal. They can't afford to kill her. | |
QUI-GON : The situation here is not what it seems. There is something else | |
behind all this, Your Highness. There is no logic in the Federation's move | |
here. My feelings tell me they will destroy you. | |
BIBBLE : Please, Your Highness, reconsider. Our only hope is for the Senate | |
to side with us... Senator Palpatine will need your help. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Getting past their blockade is impossible, Your Highness. | |
Any attempt to escape will be dangerous. | |
BIBBLE : Your Highness, I will stay here and do what I can...They will have | |
to retain the Council of Governors in order to maintain control. But you | |
must leave... | |
The QUEEN turns to PADME and EIRTAE. | |
AMIDALA : Either choice presents a great risk...to all of us... | |
PADME : We are brave, Your Highness. | |
QUI-GON : If you are to leave, Your Highness, it must be now. | |
AMIDALA : Then, I will plead our case before the Senate. (to Bibble) Be | |
careful, Governor. | |
INT. CENTRAL HANGER - DAY | |
The door opens to the main hanger. QUI-GON, OBI-WAN, JAR JAR, CAPTAIN | |
PANAKA, TWO GUARDS, and THREE HANDMAIDENS (PADME, EIRTAE, RABE), | |
followed | |
by QUEEN AMIDALA, head for a sleek chrome spacecraft. SIO BIBBLE, YANE and | |
SACHE stay behind. The HANDMAIDENS begin to cry. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : We need to free those pilots. | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA points to TWENTY GUARDS, GROUND CREW, and PILOTS held in a | |
corner by SIX BATTLE DROIDS. | |
OBI-WAN : I'll take care of that. OBI-WAN heads toward the group of | |
captured pilots. | |
QUI-GON and the QUEEN, CAPTAIN PANAKA, JAR JAR, and the rest Of the GROUP | |
approach the GUARDS at the ramp of the Naboo craft. | |
GUARD DROID : Where are you going? | |
QUI-GON : I'm Ambassador for the Supreme Chancellor, and I'm taking those | |
people to Coruscant. | |
DROID GUARD : You're under arrest! | |
The DROID GUARD draws his weapon, but before any of the DROIDS can fire, | |
they are cut down. OTHER GUARDS run to their aid. OBI-WAN attacks the | |
GUARDS around the PILOTS. QUI-GON stands, fighting off DROIDS as the OTHERS | |
rush on board the spacecraft. OBI-WAN, the FREED PILOTS (including RIC | |
OLIE), GUARDS and GROUND CREW MEMBERS rush on board the ship. The OTHER | |
PILOTS and GUARDS race to SIO BIBBLR. After everyone has made it onto the | |
ship, QUI-GONjumps on board. ALARMS sound. MORE DROIDS rush into the hanger | |
and fire as the ship takes off. | |
EXT. THEED - HANGER ENTRY - DAY (FX) | |
The ship exits the hanger. BATTLE DROIDS standing in the hanger shoot at | |
them. | |
EXT. SPACE (FX) | |
The sleek spacecraft speeds away from the planet of Naboo and heads for the | |
deadly Federation blockade. | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - COCKPIT | |
The PILOT, RIC OLIE, navigates toward the massive battleship, QUI-GON and | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA watch. | |
RIC OLIE : ....our communications are still jammed. | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - DROID HOLD | |
JAR JAR is led into a low, cramped doorway by OBI-WAN. | |
OBI-WAN : Now stay here, and keep out of trouble. | |
OBI-WAN closes the door. JAR JAR looks around and sees a long row of five | |
short, dome-topped ASTRO DROIDS (R-2 units). The all look alike, except for | |
thier paint color, and they all seem to be shut down. | |
JAR JAR : Ello, boyos. (no response) Disa wanna longo trip...hey? | |
JAR JAR taps a bright red R-2 UNIT on the head, and its head pops up a bit. | |
He lets out a gasp as he lifts the head. | |
JAR JAR : (Cont'd) Tis opens?...Oooops! Many springs and things come flying | |
out. | |
JAR JAR quickly closes it again, very embarrassed. | |
JAR JAR : (Cont'd) Yoi! Just yoken! | |
RIC OLIE : Powers back! That little droid did it. He bypassed the main | |
power drive. Deflector shield up, at maximum. | |
The lone BLUE DROID finishes his repairs and goes back into the ship. The | |
Naboo spacecraft races away from the Federation battleship. | |
RIC OLIE : There's not enough power to get us to Coruscant...the hyperdrive | |
is leaking. | |
QUI-GON : We'll have to land somewhere to refuel and repair the ship. | |
QUI-GON studies a star chart on a monitor. | |
OBI-WAN : Here, Master. Tatooine... It's small, out of the way, poor... The | |
Trade Federation has no presence there. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : How can you be sure? | |
QUI-GON : It's controlled by the Hutts... | |
CAPT. PANAKA : The Hutts?? | |
OBI-WAN : It's risky...but there's no alternative. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : You can't take Her Royal Highness there! The Hutts are | |
gangsters... If they discovered her... | |
QUI-GON : ...It would be no different than if we landed on a system | |
controlled by the Federation...except the Hutts aren't looking for her, | |
which gives us an advantage. | |
CPATAIN PANAKA takes a deep breath in frustration. | |
EXT. SPACE - NABOO SPACECRAFT (FX) | |
The Naboo spacecraft races away. | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - CONFERENCE ROOM | |
NUTE and RUNE sit around a conference table with a hologram of DARTH | |
SIDIOUS. | |
NUTE : We control all the cities in the North and are searching for any | |
other settlements... | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : Destroy all high-ranking officials, | |
Viceroy...slowly...quietly. And Queen Amidala, has she signed the treaty? | |
NUTE : She has disappeared, My Lord. One Naboo cruiser got pat the | |
blockade. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : Viceroy, find her! I want that treaty signed. | |
NUTE : My Lord, it's impossible to locate the ship. It's out of our range. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : ...not for a Sith... | |
A second SITH LORD appears behind DARTH SIDIOUS. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : (Cont'd) ...Viceroy, this is my apprentice. Lord Maul. He | |
will find your lost ship. | |
NUTE : Yes, My Lord. The hologram fades off. | |
NUTE : (Cont'd) This is getting out of hand...now there are two of them. | |
RUNE : We should not have made this bargain. What will happen when the Jedi | |
become aware of these Sith Lords? | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - QUEENS CHAMBERS | |
QUI-GON, OBI-WAN, CAPTAIN PANAKA, and the LITTLE BLUE DROID stand before | |
QUEEN AMIDALA and her THREE HANDMAIDENS, PADME, EIRTAE and RABE. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : ...An extremely well put together little droid. Without a | |
doubt, it saved the ship, as well as our lives. | |
AMIDALA : It is to be commended...what is its number? | |
The LITTLE BLUE DROID lets out a series of bleeps.CAPTAIN PANAKA leans over | |
and scrapes some dirt off of the side of the DROID and read the number: | |
CAPT. PANAKA : R2-D2, Your Highness. | |
AMIDALA : Thank you, Artoo Detoo. You have proven to be very loyal...Padme! | |
PADME bows before the QUEEN. | |
AMIDALA : (Cont'd) Clean this droid up the best you can. It deserves our | |
gratitude...(to Panaka) Continue, Captain. | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA looks nervously to OBI-WAN and QUI-GON. | |
QUI-GON : Yor Highness, we are heading for a remote planet called Tatooine. | |
It is a system far beyond the reach of the Trade Federation. There we will | |
be able to make needed repairs, then travel on to Coruscant. | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA : Your Highness, Tatooine is very dangerous. It's controlled | |
by an alliance of gangs called the Hutts. I do not agree with the Jedi on | |
this. | |
QUI-GON : You must trust my judgement, Your Highness. | |
AMIDALA and PADME exchange looks. PADME moves next to the DROID. | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - MAIN AREA | |
PADME sits in the Main Area, cleaning R2-D2, the brave little Astra Droid. | |
JAR JAR pops out of an open door. | |
JAR JAR : Hidoe! | |
Both PADME and ARTOO jump and let out a little SCREAM. The Gungan is | |
embarrassed that he frightened them. | |
JAR JAR : (Cont'd) Sorry, nomeanen to scare yousa. | |
PADME : That's all right. | |
JAR JAR : I scovered oily back dare. Needen it? | |
PADME : Thank you. This little guy is quite a mess. | |
JAR JAR hands PADME the oil can. | |
JAR JAR : Mesa Ja Ja Binksss... PADME : I'm Padme, I attend Her Highness, | |
You're a Gungan, aren't you? (Jar Jar nods) How did you end up here with | |
us? | |
JAR JAR : Me no know...mesa day starten pitty okeyday witda brisky morning | |
munchen. Den boom....getten berry skeered, un grabbed dat Jedi, and before | |
mesa knowen it...pow! Mesa here. (he shrugs)...getten berry berry skeered. | |
ARTOO BEEPS a sympathetic beep. | |
INT. ANBOO SPACECRAFT - COCKPIT | |
OBI-WAN, QUI-GON, and CAPTAIN PANAKA watch over RIC OLIE'S shoulder. A | |
large yellow planet appears directly ahead. RIC OLIE searches his scopes. | |
OBI-WAN : Tahyt's it. Tatooine. | |
RIC OLIE : There's a settlement...a spaceport, looks like. | |
QUI-GON : Land near the outskirts. We don't want to attract any attention. | |
EXT. TATOOINE - SPACE (FX) | |
The ship heads toward the planet of Tatooine. | |
EXT. TATOOINE - DESERT - NABOO SPACECRAFT - DAY (FX) | |
The Naboo spacecraft lands in the desert in a swirl of dust. The spaceport | |
of Mos Espa is seen in the distance. | |
EXT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - MAIN AREA | |
OBI-WAN is hoisting the hyperdrive out of a floor panel. JAR JAR rushes up | |
to him and falls to his knees. | |
JAR JAR : Obi-Wan, sire, pleeese, no mesa go! | |
OBI-WAN : Sorry, Qui-Gon's right. You'll make things less obvious. | |
JAR JAR walks back to ARTOO in the hallway as QUI-GON (dressed as a farmer) | |
enters the main area. | |
OBI-WAN : (Cant'd) The Hyperdrive generator is gone. We will need a new | |
one. | |
QUI-GON moves closer to OBI-WAN and speaks quietly to him. | |
QUI-GON : Don't let them send ant transmissions. Be wary...I sense a | |
disturbance in the Force. | |
OBI-WAN : I fell it also, Master. | |
QUI-GON goes into the hallway to meet up with ARTOO and JAR JAR. They head | |
to the exit ramp. | |
EXT. TATOOINE - DESERT - SPACESHIP - DAY | |
They start their trek across the desert toward the city of Mos Espa. In the | |
distance, a strange looking caravan makes its way toward the spaceport. | |
JAR JAR : Dis sun doen murder tada skin. | |
From the spaceship, CAPTAIN PANAKA and PADME run toward them. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Wait! | |
QUI-GON stops as they catch up. PADME is dresses in rough peasant's garb. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : (Cont'd) Her Highness commands you to take her handmaiden | |
with you. She wishes for her to observe the local... | |
QUI-GON : No more commands from Her Highness today, Captain. This spaceport | |
is not going to be pleasant... | |
CAPT. PANAKA : The Queen wishes it. She is curious about this planet. | |
PADME : I've been trained in defense... I can take care of myself. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Don't make me go back and tell her you refuse. | |
QUI-GON : I don't have time to argue. But this is not a good idea. Stay | |
close to me. | |
He gives PADME a stern look. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - STREET - DAY | |
The little GROUP walks down the main street of Mos Espa. They pass | |
dangerous looking citizens of all types. PADME looks around in awe at this | |
exotic enviroment. | |
QUI-GON : ...moisture farms for the most part, but also a few indigenous | |
tribes and scavengers. The few spaceports like this one are havens for | |
those who do not wish to be found... | |
PADME : ....like us. JAR JAR is in a constant state of panic. | |
ARTOO whistles along, with perfect confidence. | |
JAR JAR : Dissen berry berry bad. (steps in ooze) | |
Ooooh...icky...icky...goo. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - JUNK DEALER PLAZA - DAY | |
The GROUP comes to a little plaza surrounded by several junk spaceship | |
dealers. | |
QUI-GON : We'll try one of the smaller dealers. | |
They head for a little junk shop that has a huge pile of broken spaceships | |
stacked up behind it. | |
INT. WATTO'S JUNK SHOP - DAY | |
QUI-GON, JAR JAR, PADME, and ARTOO enter the dingy junk shop and are | |
greeted by WATTO, a pudgy blue alien who flies on short little wings like a | |
hummingbird. | |
WATTO : (subtitled) Hi chuba da naga? (What do you want?) | |
QUI-GON : I need parts for a J-type 327 Nubian. | |
WATTO : Ah yes, ah yes. Nubian. We have lots of that. What kinda junk? | |
(subtitled) Peedenkel! Naba dee unko (Boy, get in here! Now!) | |
QUI-GON : My droid here has a readout of what I need. | |
A disheveled boy, ANAKIN SKYWALKER, runs in from the junk yard. He is about | |
nine years old, very dirty, and dressed in rags. WATTO raises a hand, and | |
ANAKIN flinches. | |
WATTO : (subtitled) Coona tee-tocky malia? (What took you so long?) | |
ANAKIN : (subtitled) Mel tassa cho-passa... (I was cleaning the bin like | |
you...) | |
WATTO : (subtitled) Chut-Chut! Ganda doe wallya. (Never mind! Watch the | |
store) Me dwana no bata. (I've got some selling to do here.) (to Gui-Gon) | |
Soooo, let me take- a thee out back. Ni you'll find what you need. | |
ARTOO and QUI-GON follow WATTO toward the junk yard, leaving JAR JAR with | |
PADME and the young boy ANAKIN. JAR JAR picks up a gizmo, trying to figure | |
out its purpose. QUI-GON takes the part out of his hand and puts it back. | |
QUI-GON : Don't touch anything. | |
JAR JAR makes a rude face to QUI-GON's back and sticks out his long tongue. | |
ANAKIN sits on the counter, pretending to clean a part, staring at PADME. | |
She is the most beautiful creaure he has ever seen in his life. PADME is a | |
little embarrassed by his stare, but she musters up an amused smile. | |
Finally, he gets the courage to speak. | |
ANAKIN : Are you an angel? | |
PADME : What? | |
ANAKIN : An angel. I've heard the deep space pilots talk about them. They | |
live on the Moons of Iego I thimk. They are the most beautiful creatures in | |
the universe. They are good and kind, and so pretty they make even the most | |
hardened spice pirate cry. | |
PADME looks at him, not knowing what to say. PADME : I've never heard of | |
angels. | |
ANAKIN : You must be one...maybe you just don't know it. | |
PADME : You're a funny little boy. How do you know so much? | |
ANAKIN : Since I was very little, three, I think. My Mom and I were sold to | |
Gardulla the Hutt, but she lost us, betting on the Podraces, to Watto, | |
who's a lot better master than Gardulla, I think. | |
PADME : You're...a slave? | |
ANAKIN looks at PADME defiantly. | |
ANAKIN : I am a person! My name is Anakin. | |
PADME : I'm sorry. I don't fully understand. (looking around)This is a | |
strange world to me. | |
ANAKIN studies her intently. | |
ANAKIN : You are a strange girl to me. | |
JAR JAR pushes the nose on what appears to be a LITTLE DROID, and it | |
instantly comes to life, grows legs and arms, and starts marching around, | |
knocking over everything. JAR JAR hold on but can't stop it. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Hit the nose! | |
JAR JAR hits the nose, and the DROID collapses back into its original | |
state. ANAKIN and PADME laugh. ANAKIN watches PADME straighten her hair. | |
EXT. WATTO'S JUNK YARD - BEHIND SHOP - DAY | |
WATTO reads a small portable monitor he is holding. He stands before a | |
hyperdrive. | |
WATTO : ...Here it is...a T-14 hyperdrive generator!! Thee in luck, I'm the | |
only one hereabouts who has one...but thee might as well buy a new ship. It | |
would be cheaper, I think...Sying of which, how's thee going to pay for all | |
this? | |
QUI-GON : I have 20,000 Republic dataries. | |
WATTO : Republic credits?!? Republic credits are no good out here. I need | |
something more real... | |
QUI-GON : I don't have anything else. (raising his hand) But credits will | |
do fine. | |
WATTO : No they won'ta. QUI-GON, using his mind power, waves his hand | |
again. | |
QUI-GON : Credits will do fine. | |
WATTO : No, they won'ta. What you think you're some kinda Jedi, waving your | |
hand around like that? I'm a Toydarian. Mind tricks don'ta work on me-only | |
money. No money, no parts! No deal! And no one else has a T-14 hyperdrive, | |
I promise you that. | |
INT. WATTO'S JUNK SHOP - DAY | |
JAR JAR pulls a part out of a stack of parts to inspect it, and they all | |
come tumblimg down. He struggles to catch them, only to knock more down. | |
ANAKIN and PADME are oblivious. | |
ANAKIN : ...wouldn't have lasted long if I weren't so good at fixing | |
things. I'm making my own droid... | |
QUI-GON hurries into the shop, followed by ARTOO. QUI-GON : We're leaving. | |
JAR JAR follows QUI-GON. PADME gives ANAKIN a loving look. | |
PADME : I'm glad I met you,....ah... | |
ANAKIN : ...Anakin. | |
PADME : Anakin. | |
ANAKIN : Anakin Skywalker. | |
PADME : Padme Naberrie. | |
PADME turns, and ANAKIN looks sad as he watches her leave. | |
ANAKIN : I'm glad I met you too. | |
WATTO enters the junk yard, shaking his head. | |
WATTO : (subtitled) Ootmians! Tinka me chasa hopoe ma booty na nolia. | |
(Outlanders! They think because we live so far from the center, we don't | |
know nothing.) | |
ANAKIN : (subtitled) La lova num botaffa. (They seemed nice to me.) WATTO : | |
(subtitled) Fweepa niaga. Tolpa da bunky dunko. (Clean the racks, then you | |
can go home.) | |
ANAKIN lets out a "yipee" and runs out the back. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - STREET - ALCOVE - DAY | |
QUI-GON, ARTOO, JAR JAR, and PADME have found a quiet spot between two | |
buildings. The busy street beyond is filled with dangerous looking | |
creatures. QUI-GON is talking on his com-link, while JAR JAR nervously | |
watches the street. OBI-WAN is in the main hold of the Naboo craft. | |
QUI-GON : ...Obi-Wan, you're sure there isn't anything of value left on | |
board? | |
OBI-WAN : (V.O) A few containers of supplies, the Queen's wardrobe, maybe. | |
Not enough for you to barter with. Not in the ammounts you're talking | |
about. | |
QUI-GON : All right. Another solution will present itself. I'll check back. | |
QUI-GON puts his comlink away and starts out into the main street. JAR JAR | |
grabs his arm. | |
JAR JAR : Noah gain...da beings hereabouts cawazy. Wesa be robbed un | |
crunched. | |
QUI-GON : Not likely. We have nothing of value, that's our problem. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - STREET - MARKET - DAY | |
QUI-GON, PADME, JAR JAR, and ARTOO move out into the street. JAR JAR is | |
walking behind the others. They walk by an outdoor cafe filled with a rough | |
gang of aliens, one of which is especially ugly, SEBULBA, a spider-like | |
creature. JAR JAR stops for a moment in front of a stall selling dead frogs | |
hanging on a wire. He looks around to see if anyone is looknig, then sticks | |
out his tongue, and gets hold of one, pulling it into his mouth. | |
Unfortunately, the frog is tied tightly to the wire. The vendor suddenly | |
appears. | |
VENDOR : Hey, that will be seven truguts!! | |
JAR JAR opens his mouth in surprise, and the frog snaps away, ricochets | |
around the market, and lands in Sebulba's soup, splashing him. As JAR JAR | |
moves away from the VENDOR, SEBULBA jumps up on the table and grabs the | |
hapless Gungan. | |
SEBULBA : (subtitled) Chuba!! (You!!) JAR JAR : Who, mesa?? SEBULBA : | |
(subtitled) Ni chuba na?? (Is this yours??) | |
SEBULBA holds the frog up to the Gungan threateningly. SEVERAL OTHER | |
CREATURES start to gather. SEBULBA shoves JAR JAR to the ground. The Gungan | |
desperately tries to scramble to safety. | |
JAR JAR : (to himself) Why mesa always da one?? | |
ANAKIN : (V.O) Because you're afraid. | |
JAR JAR turns to see ANAKNI pushing his way next to him. The boy stands up | |
to SEBULBA in a very self-assured way. | |
ANAKIN : (subtitled) Chess ko, Sebulba...Coo wolpa tooney rana. (Careful, | |
Sebulba...This one's very connected.) | |
SEBULBA stops his assault on JAR JAR and turns to ANAKIN. | |
SEBULBA : (subtitled) Tooney rana nu pratta dunko, shag. (Connected?? Whada | |
you mean, slave?) | |
ANAKIN : (subtitled) Oh da Hutt...cha porko ootman geesa...me teesa rodda | |
co pana pee choppa chawa. (As in Hutt...big time outlander, this one... I'd | |
hate to see you diced before we race again.) | |
SEBULBA : (subtitled) Neek me chowa, wermo, mo killee ma klounkee(Next time | |
we race, wermo, it will be the end of you!) Una noto wo shag, me wompity du | |
pom pom. (If you weren't a slave, I'd squash you right now.) | |
SEBULBA turns away. | |
ANAKIN : (subtitled) Eh, chee bana do mullee ra. (Yeah, it'd be a pity if | |
you had to pay for me.) | |
QUI-GON, PADME and ARTOO arrive. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Hi! Your buddy here was about to be turned into orange | |
goo. He picked a fight with a Dug. An especially dangerous Dug called | |
Sebulba. | |
JAR JAR : Nosir, nosir. Mesa hate crunchen. Dat's da last ting mesa wanten. | |
QUI-GON : Nevertheless, the boy is right...you were heading for trouble. | |
Thank you, my young friend. | |
PADME looks at ANAKINB and smiles; he smiles back. They start walking down | |
the crowded street. | |
JAR JAR : Mesa doen nutten! | |
ANAKIN : Fear attracts the fearful. He was trying to overcome his fear by | |
squashing you...be less afraid. | |
PADME : And that works for you. | |
ANAKIN : To a point. (he smiles) | |
EXT. TATOOINE - DESERT - SPACESHIP - DAY | |
OBI-WAN stands in front of the Naboo spacecraft as the wind picks up and | |
begins to whip at his robe. CAPTAIN PANAKA exits the ship and joins him. | |
OBI-WAN : This storm's going to slow them down. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : It looks pretty bad. We'd better seal the ship. | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA'S comlink sounds off. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : (Cont'd) Yes? CAPT. PANAKA : We'll be right there. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - STREET - FRUIT STAND - DAY | |
ANAKIN and the GROUP stop at a fruit stand run by a jolly, but very poor, | |
old lady named JIRA. | |
ANAKIN : How are you feeling today, Jira? | |
JIRA : The heat's never been kind to me, you know, Annie! | |
ANAKIN : Guess what? I've found that cooling unit I've been searching for. | |
It's pretty beat up, but I'll have it fixed up for you in no time, I | |
promise. | |
JIRA : You're a fine boy, Annie. | |
ANAKIN : I'll take four pallies today. (to Padme) You'll like these... | |
ANAKIN reaches in his pocket and comes up with three coins. He drops one. | |
QUI-GON picks it up, revealing for a moment, his lightsabre. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Whoops, I thought I had more...Make thgat three, I'm not | |
hungry. | |
The wind picks up. SHOP OWNERS are starting to close up their shops as JIRA | |
gives them their pallies. | |
JIRA : Gracious, my bones are aching...storm's coming on, Annie. You'd | |
better get home quick. | |
ANAKIN : (to QUI-GON) Do you have shelter? | |
QUI-GON : We'll hed back to our ship. | |
ANAKIN : Is it far? | |
PADME : On the outskirts. | |
ANAKIN : You'll never reach the outskirts in time...sandstorms are very, | |
very dangerous. Come with me. Hurry! | |
The GROUP follows ANAKIN as he rushes down the windy street. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - SLAVE QUARTERS - STREET - SANDSTORM - DAY | |
The wind is blowing hard as QUI-GON, JAR JAR, and PADME follow ANAKIN down | |
the street and into a slave hovel. | |
INT. ANAKIN'S HOVEL - MAIN ROOM - DAY | |
QUI-GON, JAR JAR, ARTOO, and PADME enter a small living space. | |
ANAKIN : Mom! Mom! I'm home. | |
JAR JAR : Dissen cozy. | |
Anakin's mother, SHMI SKYWALKER, a warm, friendly woman of forty, enters | |
from her work area and is startled to see the room full of people. | |
SHMI : Oh, my!! Annie, what's this? | |
ANAKIN : These are my friends, Mom. This is Padme, and...gee, I don't know | |
any of your names. | |
QUI-GON : I'm Qui-Gon Jinn, and this is Jar Jar Binks. ARTOO lets out a | |
little beep. | |
PADME : ...and our droid, Artoo-Detoo. | |
ANAKIN : I'm building a droid. You wanna see? | |
SHMI : Anakin! Why are they here? | |
ANAKIN : A sandstorm, Mom. Listen. | |
The wind HOWLS outside. | |
QUI-GON : Your son was kind enough to offer us shelter. | |
ANAKIN : Come on! Let me show you Threepio! | |
ANAKIN leads PADME into the other room. ARTOO follows, beeping all the way. | |
QUI-GON takes five small capsules from his utility belt and hands them to | |
SHMI. | |
QUI-GON : I have enough food for a meal. | |
SHMI : Oh, tank you. Thank you so much. I'm sorry if I was abrupt. I'll | |
never get used to Anakin's surprises. | |
QUI-GON : He's a very special boy. SHMI looks at him as if he's discovered | |
a secret. | |
SHMI : Yes, I know. | |
INT. ANAKIN'S HOVEL - BEDROOM - DAY | |
ANAKIN shows off his ANDROID, which is lying on his workbench. There is one | |
eye in the head; the body, arms, and legs have no outer coverings. | |
ANAKIN : Isn't he great?! He's not finished yet. | |
PADME : He's wonderful! | |
ANAKIN : You reall like him? He's a protocol droid...to help Mom. Watch! | |
ANAKIN pushes a switch, and the DROID sits up. Anakin rushes around, grabs | |
an eye and puts it in one of the sockets. | |
THREEPIO : How do you do, I am See-Threepio, Human Cyborg Relations. How | |
might I serve you? | |
PADME : He's perfect. | |
ANAKIN : When the storm is over, you can see my racer. I'm building a | |
Podracer! | |
PADME smiles at his enthusiasm. ARTOO lets out a flurry of beeps and | |
whistles. | |
THREEPIO : I beg your pardon....what do you mean I'm naked? | |
ARTOO BEEPS | |
THREEPIO : (Cont'd) My parts are showing? Oh, my goodness. How | |
embarrassing! | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - QUEENS CHAMBERS | |
AMIDALA, EIRTAE, RABE, and OBI-WAN watch a very bad transmission of a SIO | |
BIBBLE hologram. | |
BIBBLE : ...cut off all food supplies until you return...the death toll is | |
catastrophic...we must bow to their wishes, Your Highness...Please tell us | |
what to do! If you can hear us, Your Highness, you must contact me... | |
AMIDALA looks upset...almost nervous. | |
OBI-WAN : It's a trick. Send no reply... Send no transmission of any kind. | |
INT. ANAKIN'S HOVEL - MAIN ROOM - DAY | |
QUI-GON listens to his comlink. OBI-WAN is in the cockpit. | |
OBI-WAN : ...the Queen is upset...but absolutly no reply was sent. | |
QUI-GON : It sounds like bait to establish a connection trace. | |
OBI-WAN : What if it is true and the people are dying? | |
QUI-GON : Either way, we're running out of time. | |
EXT. CORUSCANT - BALCONY OVERLOOKING CITY - NIGHT | |
DARTH SIDIOUS and DARTH MAUL look out over the vast city. | |
DARTH MAUL : Tatooine is sparsely populated. If the trace was correct, I | |
will find them quickly, Master. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : Move against the Jedi first...you will then have no | |
difficulty taking the Queen back to Naboo, where she will sign the treaty. | |
DARTH MAUL : At last we will reveal ourselves to the Jedi. At last we will | |
have revenge. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : You have been well trained, my young apprentice, they will | |
be no match for you. It is too late for them to stop us now. Everything is | |
going as planned. The Republic will soon be in my command. | |
The hologram of DARTH MAUL fades off as DARTH SIDIOUS looks out over the | |
city. EXT. MOS ESPA - SANDSTORM - DAY | |
The giant sandstorm engulfs the town, including the Naboo spaceship on the | |
outskirts of the city center, where Watto's ship is; and the slave | |
quarters, where drifts of sand begin building up against Anakin's house. | |
INT. ANAKIN'S HOVEL - MAIN ROOM - DAY | |
QUI-GON, ANAKIN, SHMI, JAR JAR, and PADME are seated around a makeshift | |
table, having dinner as the wind howls outside. | |
JAR JAR slurps his soup rather loudly. Everyone looks at him. He turns a | |
little brighter red. | |
SHMI : All slaves have transmitters placed inside their bodies somewhere. | |
ANAKIN : I've been working on a scanner to try and locate them, but no | |
luck. | |
SHMI : Any attempt to escape... | |
ANAKIN : ...and they blow you up...poof! | |
PADME and JAR JAR are horrified. | |
JAR JAR : How wude. | |
PADME : I can't believe there is still slavery in the galaxy. The | |
Republic's anti-slavery laws... | |
SHMI : The Republic doesn't exist out here...we must survive on our own. | |
An awkward silence. ANAKIN attempts to end the embarrassment. | |
ANAKIN : Have you ever seen a Podrace? | |
PADME shakes her head no. She notices the concern of SHMI. JAR JAR snatches | |
some food from a bowl at the other end of the table with his tongue. | |
QUI-GON gives him a dirty look. | |
QUI-GON : They have Podracing on Malastare. Very fast, very dangerous. | |
ANAKIN : I'm the only human who can do it. | |
SHMI looks askance at her son. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Mom, what? I'm not bragging. It's true. Watto says he's | |
never heard of a human doing it. | |
QUI-GON : You must have Jedi reflexes if you race Pods. | |
ANAKIN smiles. JAR JAR attempts to snare another bit of food from the bowl | |
with his tongue, but QUI-GON, in a flash, grabs it between his thumb and | |
forefinger. JAR JAR is startled. | |
QUI-GON : (Cont'd) Don't do that again. | |
JAR JAR tries to acknowledge with some silly mumbling. QUI-GON lets go of | |
the tongue, and it snaps back into JAR JAR's mouth. | |
ANAKIN : I...I was wondering...something... | |
QUI-GON : What? | |
ANAKIN : Well, ahhh...you're a Jedi Knight, aren't you? | |
QUI-GON : What makes you think that? | |
ANAKIN : I saw your laser sword. Only Jedi carry that kind of weapon. | |
QUI-GON leans back and slowly smiles. | |
QUI-GON : Perhaps I killed a Jedi and stole it from him. | |
ANAKIN : I don't think so... No one can kill a Jedi Knight. | |
QUI-GON : I wish that were so... | |
ANAKIN. I had a dream I was a Jedi. I came back here and freed all the | |
slaves...have you come to free us? | |
QUI-GON : No, I'm afraid not... | |
ANAKIN : I think you have...why else would you be here? | |
QUI-GON thinks for a moment. | |
QUI-GON : I can see there's no fooling you...(leans forward) You mustn't | |
let anyone know about us...we're on our way to Coruscant, the central | |
system in the Republic, on a very important mission, and it must be kept | |
secret. | |
ANAKIN : Coruscant...wow...how did you end up here in the outer rim? | |
PADME : Our ship was damaged, and we're stranded here until we can repair | |
it. | |
ANAKIN : I can help! I can fix anything! | |
QUI-GON : I believe you can, but our first job is to aquire the parts we | |
need... | |
JAR JAR : Wit no-nutten mula to trade. | |
PADME : These junk dealers must have a weakness of some kind. | |
SHMI : Gambling. Everything here revolves around betting on those awful | |
races. | |
QUI-GON : Podracing... Greed can be a powerful ally.. if it's used | |
properly. | |
ANAKIN : I've built a racer! It's the fastest ever...There's a big race | |
tomorrow, on Boonta Eve. You could enter my pod. It's all but finished... | |
SHMI : Anakin, settle down. Watto won't let you... | |
ANAKIN : Watto doesn't know I've built it. (to Qui-Gon) You could make him | |
think it's your's, and you could get him to let me pilot it for you. | |
QUI-GON looks to SHMI. She is upset. | |
SHMI : I don't want you to race, Annie...It's awful. I die every time Watto | |
makes you do it. | |
ANAKIN : But Mom, I love it...and they need help...they're in trouble. The | |
prize money would more than pay for the parts they need. JAR JAR : Wesa ina | |
pitty bad goo. | |
GUI-GON : Your mother's right. Is there anyone friendly to the Republic who | |
might be able to help us? | |
SHMI shakes her head no. | |
ANAKIN : We have to help them, Mom...you said that the biggest problem in | |
the universe is no one helps each other... | |
SHMI : Anakin, don't... | |
JAR JAR belches. There is silence for a moment as they eat. | |
PADME : I'm sure Qui-Gon doesn't want to put your son in danger. We will | |
find another way... | |
SHMI : No, Annie's right, there is no other way... I may not like it, but | |
he can help you...he was meant to help you. | |
ANAKIN : Is that a yes? That is a yes! | |
The storm continues to rage outside the slave hovel. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - JUNK DEALER PLAZA - DAY | |
The storm has passed. VENDORS and STREET PEOPLE clean up the mess and | |
rebuild their food stalls. JAR JAR sits on a box in front of Watto's parts | |
shop, watching all the activity with growing nervousness. ARTOO is standing | |
next to him. PADME stops QUI-GON as he is about to enter the shop. | |
PADME : Are you sure about this? Trusting our fate to a boy we hardly know. | |
The Queen will not approve. | |
QUI-GON : The Queen does not need to know. | |
PADME : Well, I don't approve. | |
QUI-GON turns and starts into the shop. | |
INT. WATTO'S JUNK SHOP - DAY | |
WATTO and ANAKIN are in the middle of an animated discussion in Huttese. | |
WATTO : Patta go bolla! | |
ANKAIN : No batta! | |
WATTO : Pedunky. Maa kee cheelya. | |
ANAKIN : Bayno, Bayno! | |
QUI-GON walks in, and WATTO and ANAKIN join him. | |
WATTO : The boy tells me you wanta sponser hi insa race. You can't afford | |
parts. How can you do this? Not on Republic credits, I think. (he laughs) | |
QUI-GON : My ship will be the entry fee. | |
QUI-GON pulls a small object that looks like a watch out of his pocket, and | |
a hologram of the Naboo spacecraft appears about a foot long in front of | |
WATTO. He studies it. | |
WATTO : Not bad...not bad...a Nubian. | |
QUI-GON : It's in good order, except for the parts we need. | |
WATTO : ...but what would the boy ride? He smashed up my Pod in the last | |
race. It will take some time to fix it. | |
ANAKIN is embarrassed and steps forward. | |
ANAKIN : Ahhhh....it wasn't my fault really...Sebulba flashed me with his | |
vent ports. I actually saved the Pod...mostly. | |
WATTO : (laughing) That you did. The boy is good, no doubts there. | |
QUI-GON : I have...acquired a Pod in a game of chance. "The fastest ever | |
built." | |
WATTO : I hope you didn't kill anyone I know for it. (laughs) So, you | |
supply the Pod and the entry fee; I supply the boy. We split the winnings | |
fifty-fifty, I think. | |
QUI-GON : Fifty-fifty!?! If it's going to be fifty-fifty, I suggest you | |
front the cash for the entry. If we win, you keep all the winnings, minus | |
the cost of the parts I need...If we lose, you keep my ship. | |
WATTO thinks about this. ANAKIN tries not to be nervous. | |
QUI-GON : (Cont'd) Either way, you win. | |
WATTO : (subtitled) Deal! Yo bana pee ho-tah, meedee ya. (Your friend is a | |
follish one, methinks.) | |
EXT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - TATOOINE DESERT - DAY | |
OBI-WAN stands outside the Naboo spacecraft, speaking into his comlink. | |
QUI-GON is on the back porch of the hovel. | |
OBI-WAN : What if this plan fails, Master? We could be stuck here for a | |
long time. | |
QUI-GON : (V.O) A ship without a power supply will not get us anywhere, and | |
there is something about this boy... | |
EXT MOS ESPA - SLAVE QUARTERS - PORCH - DAY | |
QUI-GON puts the comlink away as SHMI comes onto the porch | |
PADME, ANAKIN, JAR JAR, and ARTOO work on the engines of the Podracer in | |
the courtyard below. | |
QUI-GON : You should be proud of your son. He gives without any thought of | |
reward. | |
SHMI : He knows nothing of greed. He has... | |
QUI-GON : He has special powers. | |
SHMI : Yes... | |
QUI-GON : He can see things before they happen. That's why he appears to | |
have such quick reflexes. It is a Jedi trait. | |
SHMI : He deserves better than a slave's life. | |
QUI-GON : The Force is unusally strong with him, that much is clear. Who | |
was his father? | |
SHMI : There was no father, that I know of...I carried him, I gave him | |
birth...I can't explain what happened. Can you help him? | |
QUI-GON : I'm afraid not. Had he been born in the Republic, we would have | |
identified him early, and he would have become Jedi, no doubt...he has the | |
way. But it's too late for him now, he's too old. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - SLAVE QUARTERS - BACK YARD - DAY | |
KITSTER (a young boy about Anakin's age), SEEK (a boy of ten), AMEE (a girl | |
of six), and WALD (a Greedo Type, six years old) join ANAKIN, JAR JAR, | |
ARTOO, and PADME securing some wiring. | |
ANAKIN : Padme and Jar Jar, this is my friend Kitster, and seek, Amee, and | |
Wald. | |
All whistle, hoot, and speak a greeting. | |
KITSTER : Wow, a real Astro Droid...how'd you get so lucky? | |
ANAKIN : This isn't the half of it. I'm entered in the Boonta Race | |
tomorrow! | |
KITSTER : What? With this?? | |
WALD : (subtitled) Annie, Jesko na joka. 9You are such a joke, Annie.) | |
AMEE : You've been working on that thing for years. It's never going to | |
run. | |
SEEK : Come on, let's go play ball. Keep it up, Annie, and you're gonna be | |
bug squash. | |
SEEK, WALD, and AMEE take off, laughing. JAR JAR is fiddling with one of | |
the energy binder plates. | |
ANAKIN : Hey! Jar Jar! Stay away from those energy binders... | |
JAR JAR : Who, mesa? | |
ANAKIN : If your hand gets caught in that beam, it will go numb for hours. | |
JAR JAR peeks at the energy plate; it makes a little electronic pop, zaps | |
him in the mouth and jumps back. JAR JAR tries to say something, but his | |
mouth is numb and his words are garbled. | |
JAR JAR : Ouch-dats muy bigo Oucho. (Gibberish) | |
KITSTER : But you don't even know if this thing will run. | |
ANAKIN : It will. | |
QUI-GON approaches the GROUP and gives ANAKIN a small battery. JAR JAR gets | |
his hand caught in the afterburner and tries to tell Anakin, but can't get | |
words out that make sense. | |
QUI-GON : I think it's time we found out. Use this power charge. ANAKIN : | |
Yes, sir!! | |
ANAKIN jumps into the little capsule behind the two giant engines. He puts | |
the power pack back into the dashboard. EVERYONE backs away, except for JAR | |
JAR who calls for help. Finally PADME frees him and the engines ignite with | |
a ROAR. EVERYONE cheers. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - SLAVE QUARTERS - PORCH - DAY | |
SHMI, watching from the porch, smiles sadly. | |
EXT. SLAVE QUARTERS - BALCONY - NIGHT | |
ANAKIN sits on the balcony rail of his hovel as QUI-GON tends to a cut. The | |
BOY leans back to look at the vast blanket of stars in the sky. | |
QUI-GON : Sit still, Annie. Let me clean this cut. | |
ANAKIN : There are so many! Do they all have a system of planets? | |
QUI-GON : Most of them. | |
ANAKIN : Has anyone been to them all? | |
QU-IG0N : (laughs) Not likely. | |
ANAKIN : I want to be the first one to see them all... Ouch! | |
QUI-GON wipes a patch of blood off ANAKIN'S arm. | |
QUI-GON : There, good as new... | |
SHMI yells from inside the hovel. | |
SHMI : (O.S.) Annie, bedtime! | |
QUI-GON scrapes ANAKIN's blood onto a comlink chip. | |
ANAKIN : What are you doing? | |
QUI-GON : Checking your blood for infections. | |
ANAKIN : I've never seen... | |
SHMI : (O.S.) Annie! I'm not goiung to tell you again! | |
QUI-GON : Go on, you have a big day tomorrow. (beat) Goodnight. | |
ANAKIN rolls his eyes and runs into the hovel. QUI-GON takes the blood | |
stained chip and inserts it into the comlink, then calls OBI-WAN. | |
QUI-GON : (Cont'd) Obi-Wan... | |
OBI-WAN : Yes, Master. | |
QUI-GON : Make an analysis of this blood sample I'm sending you. | |
OBI-WAN : Wait a minute... | |
QUI-GON : I need a midi-chlorian count. | |
OBI-WAN : All right. I've got it. | |
QUI-GON : What are your readings? | |
OBI-WAN : Something must be wrong with the transmission. | |
QUI-GON : Here's a signal check. | |
OBI-WAN : Strange. The transmission seems to be in good order, but the | |
reading's off the chart...over twenty thousand. | |
QUI-GON : (almost to himself) That's it then. | |
OBI-WAN : Even Master Yoda doesn't have a midi-chlorian count that high! | |
QUI-GON : No Jedi has. | |
OBI-WAN : What does it mean? | |
QUI-GON : I'm not sure. | |
The JEDI KNIGHT looks up and sees SHMI in the doorway watching him. | |
Embarrassed, she goes back into the kitchen while QUI-GON ponders the | |
situation. | |
EXT. TATOOINE - DESERT MESA - NIGHT | |
The sinister looking Sith spacecraft lands on top of a desert mesa at dus, | |
scattering a herd of banthas. DARTH MAUL walks to the edge of the mesa and | |
studies the landscape with a pair of electrobinoculars. He picks out the | |
lights of three different cities in the distance, then pushes buttons on | |
his electronic armband. | |
Six football-sized PROBE DROIDS float out of the ship and head off in three | |
different directions toward the cities. | |
DARTH MAUL stands on the mesa and watches them through his | |
electrobinoculars. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - SLAVE QUARTERS - PORCH - SUNRISE | |
Padme exits the hovel. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - SLAVE QUARTERS - BACK YARD - SUNRISE | |
As the twin suns rise, ARTOO is busy painting the racing Pod. ANAKIN is | |
asleep. PADME passes ARTOO. | |
PADME : I hope you're about finished. | |
ARTOO whistles a positive reply. PADME sees KITSTER riding toward them on | |
an EOPIE, a strange camel-lile creature. He is leading a second EOPIE | |
behind him. PADME goes over to ANAKIN. He looks very vulnerable as he | |
sleeps. She watches him, then touches him on the cheek. ANAKIN wakes up, | |
yawns, and looks at her, a little puzzled. | |
ANAKIN : You were in my dream...you were leading a huge army into battle. | |
PADME : I hope not; I hate fighting. Your mother wants you to come in and | |
clean up. We have to leave soon. ANAKIN stands up and stretches just as | |
KITSTER arrives. | |
ANAKIN : Hook 'em up, Kitster. (to Padme) I won't be long. Where's Qui-Gon? | |
PADME : He and Jar Jar left already. They're with Watto at the arena. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - MAIN HANGER - DAY | |
RACE CREWS mill about outside the Main Hanger. | |
INT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - MAIN HANGER - DAY | |
The hanger is a large building with a dozen or so Podracers being readied | |
for the race. ALIEN CREWS and PILOTS rush about, making last minute fixes | |
on their vehicles. WATTO, QUI-GON, and JAR JAR walk through the activity. | |
WATTO : ...I want to see your spaceship the moment the race is over. | |
QUI-GON : Patienc, my blue friend. You'll have your winnings before the | |
suns set, and we'll be far away from here. | |
WATTO : Not if your ship belongs to me, I think...I warn you, no funny | |
business. | |
QUI-GON : You don't think Anakin will win? | |
WATTO stops before an orange racer. Sitting to one side, having his | |
shoulders and neck massaged by TWIN YOBANAS, is SEBULBA. | |
WATTO : Don't get me wrongo. I have great faith in the boy. He's a credit | |
to your race, but Sebulba there is going to win, I think. | |
QUI-GON : Why? | |
WATTO : He always wins. (laughs) I'm betting heavily on Sebulba. | |
QUI-GON : I'll take that bet. | |
WATTO : (suddenly stops laughing) What??!! What do you mean? | |
QUI-GON : I'll wager my new racing pod against...say...the boy and his | |
mother. | |
WATTO : A Pod for slaves. I don't think so...well, poerhaps. Just one...the | |
mother, maybe...the boy isn't for sale. | |
QUI-GON : The boy is small, he can't be worth much. | |
WATTO shakes his head. | |
QUI-GON : (Cont'd) For the fastest Pod ever built?! | |
WATTO shakes his head again. | |
QUI-GON : (Cont'd) Both, or no bet. | |
WATTO : No Pod's worth two slaves...not by a long shot...one slave or | |
nothing. | |
QUI-GON : The boy, then... | |
WATTO pulls out a small cube from his pocket. | |
WATTO : We'll let fate decide. Blue it's the boy, red his mother... | |
WATTO tosses the cube down. QUI-GON lifts his hand slightly; it turns blue. | |
QUI-GON smiles. WATTO is angry. | |
WATTO : (Cont'd) You won the small toss, outlander, bou you won't win the | |
race, so...it makes little difference. | |
ANAKIN and PADME enter the hanger on one of the EOPIES, pulling an engine. | |
KITSTER, on the other EOPIE, is pulling another engine. With THREEPIO | |
walking alongside, ARTOO trundles behind, pulling the Pod with SHMI sitting | |
on it. WATTO passes ANAKIN as he leaves. | |
WATTO : (Cont'd) (subtitled) Bonapa keesa pateeso, o wanna meetee chobodd. | |
(Better stop your friends betting, or I'll end up owning him, too.) | |
WATTO walks off, laughing. | |
ANAKIN : What did he mean by that? | |
QUI-GON : I'll tell you later. | |
ARTOO beeps at THREEPIO. | |
THREEPIO : Oh my! Space travel sounds rather perilous. | |
ARTOO emits a series of beeps. | |
THREEPIO : I can assure you they will never get me onto one of those | |
dreadful starships! | |
KITSTER : (to Anakin) This is so wizard! I'm sure you'll do it this time, | |
Annie. | |
PADME : Do what? | |
KITSTER : Finish the race, of course! | |
PADME : You've never won a race? | |
ANAKIN : Well...not exactly... | |
PADME : Not even finished?! | |
ANAKN looks sheepish. | |
ANAKIN : ...but Kitster's right, I will this time. | |
QUI-GON : Of course you will. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - STREET - DAY | |
One of Darth Maul's PROBE DROIDS slowly floats down the main street of | |
Tatooine. It looks in shops and studies PEOPLE as it searches for OBI-WAN, | |
QI-GON, or the QUEEN. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - DESERT RACE ARENA - DAY | |
An EXTREME HIGH WIDE ANGLE reveals a vast arena in the Tatooine desert. A | |
large semi-circular amphitheatre that holds at least a hundred thousand | |
people dominates the landscape. Large viewing platforms loom over the | |
racetrack. INT. MOS ESPA - ARENA ANNOUNCER'S BOX - DAY (FX) | |
A two-headed ANNOUNCER describes the scene. | |
FODE BEED : - | |
A: Toogi! Toogie! (Greetings) Toong mee cha kulkah du Boonta magi! tah oos | |
azalus ooval Poddraces. (We have perfect weather today for the Boonta | |
classic. The most hazardous of all Podraces.) | |
B : That's absolutly right. And a big turnout here, from all corners of the | |
Outer Rim territories. I see the contestants are making their way out onto | |
the starting grid. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - DESERT RACE ARENA - DAY | |
On the left side of the tracks across from the grandstands, a line of | |
Podracers emerges from the large hanger, surrounded by several CREW | |
MEMBERS. Pods are pulled by a wide variety of CREATURES and are led by | |
aliens carrying flags. The PILOTS stand facing the royal box. | |
FODE BEED : - | |
(O.S) A : La Yma beestoo (Yes, there they are!) | |
B : I see Ben Quadinaros from the Tund system. | |
A : ...eh Gasgano doowa newpa Ord Petrovia! (And Gasgano in thenew Ord | |
Pedrovia.) | |
B : Two time winner, Boles Roor... | |
A : Poo tula moosta, woe grane champio Sebulba du Pixelito! Splastyleeya | |
bookie ookie!! (On the front line the reigning champion, Sebulba from | |
Pixelito. By far the favorite today.) | |
B : And a late entry, Anakin Skywalker, a local boy. | |
A : Wampa peedunkee unko ( I hope he has better luck this time.) | |
B : I see the flaggers are moving onto the track. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - GRANDSTAND - DAY | |
Colorful canopies shade some of the SPECTATORS. VENDORS sell barbecued | |
creature parts and colorful drinks. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - ROYAL BOX - DAY (FX) | |
All the PILOTS bow from the waist as JABBA THE HUTT enters the box and | |
waves to the crowd. | |
FODE BEED : - | |
A : O grandio lust, Jabba Du Hutt, amu intoe tah parena. (His honor, our | |
glorious host, Jabba the Hutt has entered the arena.) | |
The crowd ROARS. SEVERAL OTHER SLUG-LIKE HUTTS follow, along with humans | |
and aliens. Several SLAVE GIRLS on a chain are led alongside JABBA. | |
JABBA : (subtitled) Chowbaso! Tam ka chee Boonta rulee ya, kee madda | |
hodrudda du wundee. (Welcome!) Sebulba tuta Pixelito... | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - STARTING GRID - DAY | |
SEBULBA, who is right next to ANAKIN, stands and waves to his fans. A small | |
pep band plays as his fans wave and cheer. | |
KITSTER attaches the giant engins to Anakin's Pod with a long cable. SHMI | |
gives ANAKIN a big hug and kiss. She looks him right in the eye. | |
SHMI : Be safe. | |
ANAKIN : I will, Mom. I promise. | |
She leaves as ANAKIN checks the cable hitches. | |
JABBA : ...Mawhonic tuta Hok, Teemto Pagalies tuta Moonus Mandel, Anakin | |
SKywalker tuta Tatoonine.... | |
The CROWD YELLS. ANAKIN waves to the crowd, as JABBA continues with his | |
introductions. SEBULBA moves over to one of Anakin's engines. KITSTER and | |
JAR JAR unhitch the EOPIES, and KITSTER leads them away. ARTOO beeps that | |
everything is OK. JAR JAR pats ANAKIN on the back. | |
JAR JAR : Dis berry loony, Annie. May da guds be kind, mesa palo. | |
PADME comes up and gives ANAKIN a little kiss on the cheeek. SEBULBA bangs | |
on a part protruding from Anakin's engine. He looks around to see if anyone | |
has noticed. | |
PADME : You carry all our hopes. | |
ANAKIN : I won't let you down. | |
PADME moves away as SEBULBA edges his way next to ANAKIN and gives him a | |
sinister grin. | |
SEBULBA : Bazda wahota, shag. Dobiella Nok. Yoka to Bantha poodoo. 9You | |
won't walk away from this one, slave scum! You're Bantha poodoo.) | |
ANAKIN : (subtitled) Cha skrundee da pat, sleemo. (Don't count on it, | |
slime-ball.) | |
ANAKIN looks the evil SEBULBA in the eye with a cold stare. QUI-GON | |
approaches, and SEBULBA backs off toward his racer. | |
JABBA : (sutitled)...Ka bazza kundee hodrudda! (...Let the challenge | |
begin!) | |
The CROWD lets out a LOUD CHEER. QUI-GON helps ANAKIN into his Pod. The boy | |
straps himself into the tiny racer. | |
QUI-GON : Are you all set, Annie? (Anakin nods) Remember, concentrate on | |
the moment. Feel. Don't think. Trust your instincts. (he smiles) May the | |
Force be with you. | |
QUI-GON steps away as ANAKIN puts on his goggles. The PILOTS flip switches, | |
and powerful energy binders shoot between the engines. ANAKIN flips a | |
switch, and his engine starts. The incredible ROAR of high-powered engines | |
igniting echoes throughout the arena. One driver, ODY MANDRELL, yells at a | |
droid (DUM-4) to get away from the front of his engine. The crowd is tense. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - STARTING GRID - DAY | |
The giant power-house engines torque as the PILOTS gun them. The PILOTS | |
flip switches, and poerful energy binders shoot between the engines. Aliens | |
carrying large flags move off the track. JAR JAR covers his eyes. | |
JAR JAR : Mesa no watch. Dissen ganna be messy! | |
FODE BEED : - | |
A : Ya pawa culka doe rundee! (The power couplings are being activated) | |
B : Hey, it looks like they're clearing the grid. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - VIEWING PLATFORM - DAY | |
SHMI looks nervously to QUI-GON as he enters a veiwing platform. PADME and | |
JAR JAR are already on board. The platform rises like an elevator. | |
SHMI : Is he nervous? | |
QUI-GON : He's fine. | |
PADME : You Jedi are far too reckless. The Queen... | |
QUI-GON : The Queen trusts my judgment, young handmaiden. You should too. | |
PADME : You assume too much. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA ANNOUNCER'S BOX - DAY (FX) | |
FODE BEED : - | |
B : Start your engines. | |
The earth-pounding ROAR of the engines revving is deafening. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - ROYAL BOX - DAY (FX) | |
Jabba bites off the head of a frog and spits it at a gong, signaling the | |
start of the race. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - STARTING GRID - DAY | |
On a bridge over the track, a great green light at the center flashes. The | |
Podracers shoot forward with a high-pitches scream. ANAKIN'S engine floods | |
and coughs - then dies. All the other Podracers except one swerve around | |
him and dissapear down the track. The slave boy struggles to get his racer | |
started. The two-headed announcer reports. | |
FODE BEED : - (O.S.) | |
A : An dare ovv! (And they're off!) | |
B : Oh...wait. Little Skywalker has stalled. | |
PADME and JAR JAR are very dissapointed with ANAKIN. QUI-GON puts his arm | |
around a very worried SHMI to comfort her. Finally, Anakin's engines | |
ignite. He zooms away after the receeding pack of competitors, leaving one | |
quadra-Pod racer still trying to get started. The two-headed ANNOUNCER | |
describes the race as it progresses. | |
FODE BEED : - (O.S.) | |
B : And there goes Skywalker... He'll be hard pressed to catch up with the | |
leaders today. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - RACETRACK - DAY (FX) | |
The Podracers fly across the desert. SEBULBA is running neck and neck with | |
MAWHONIC. They round the first turn in the track, side by side. SEBULBA | |
drives his Pod into his rival, forcing him into the wall of a large rock | |
formation. MAWHONIC crashes in a spectacular display of fire and smoke. | |
ANAKIN is much faster than the back-end stragglers and passes them easily. | |
One of the drivers, GASGANO, won't let ANAKIN by. ANAKIN tries to pass him | |
on one side and is cut off. He then tries to pass him on the other side | |
ansd is cut off. As they come up on a cliff drop-off, ANAKIN backs off, | |
then guns it as GASGANO goes over the cliff. ANAJIN accelerates so fast | |
that he sails right over the top of GASGANO and speeds away. | |
Four TUSKEN RAIDERS perched above the race course fire their rifles at the | |
Pods racing in the canyon below them. One shot ricochets off the back of | |
Anakin's Pod. | |
FODE BEED : - | |
B : Looks like a few Tusken Riaders have campe out on the canyon dune turn. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - VIEWING PLATFORM - DAY | |
JABBA THE HUTT and the crowd watch the progress of the race on small, | |
hand-held view screens. JAR JAR is looking over the shoulder of a strange | |
alien named FANTA. | |
JAR JAR : Where's Skywalker? | |
FANTA moves the view screen out of Jar Jar's view. PADME, SHMI, and QUI-GON | |
watch another screen and look worried. | |
ARTOO, down in the pits with KITSTER, lets out a worried sigh. The driver | |
of the quadra-Pod looks worried. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - RACETRACK - DAY (FX) | |
ANAKIN is powering around corners and over hills and cliffs, passing other | |
racers right and left. SEBULBA is in the lead. He is being challenged by | |
another racer, XELBREE. | |
SEBULBA slows a little, and as XELBREE pulls alongside, he opens a side | |
vent on the racer's engine and the exhaust starts to cut through the | |
alien's engine. | |
The blast cuts along the engine until finally it EXPLODES. SEBULBA deftly | |
veers away. | |
ANAKIN works his way through a dense mass of racers as they zoom over a | |
dune sea, kicking up dust. His Pod shakes violently as he goes over a jump. | |
One of the Podracers, ODY, catches one of his engines in the sand, and the | |
whole thing EXPLODES. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - VIEWING PLATFORM - DAY | |
QUI-GON sits quietly, meditating. PADME and SHMI search the landscape for | |
any sign of the racers. JAR JAR is still annoying FANTA for information. | |
The crowd SCREAMS. WATTO is laughing with his friends, confident in | |
Anakin's defeat. | |
The quadra-Pod engines start just as the racers come around the corner. The | |
DRIVER, BEN QUADINAROS, puts it in gear, and the four engines go off in all | |
directions, EXPLODING in a spectacular display. The Pod drops to the ground | |
as SEBULBA enters the arena, closely followed by all the OTHER RACERS. | |
KITSTER strains to see as ARTOO beeps excitedly. The announcer continues. | |
FODE BEED : - (O.S) | |
B ; There goes Quadinaros' power couplings. | |
A : Sebulba! Ka pa me cheespa wata! (Here comes Sebulba in record time.) | |
QUI-GON, PADME, SHMI, and JAR JAR yell for joy as ANAKIN passes. JAR JAR is | |
very nervous and pounds on the back of his alien neighbor, FANTA. JAR JAR : | |
What gooie-on? | |
FANTA : Bug off. | |
Lap two. SEBULBA and the pack race past the main arena. The crowd stands | |
and YELLS as the Podracers scream off into the distance. QUI-GON and PADME | |
look worried. | |
JAR JAR : He musta crash-ud. | |
PADME : Here he comes! | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - PIT AREA - DAY (FX) | |
ARTOO lets out an excited whistle, as KITSTER yells. | |
THREEPIO : He has to complete two more circuits? Oh dear! | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - RACETRACK - DAY (FX) | |
Sure enough, coming around the bend is ANAKIN, quickly gaining on the pack. | |
The two-headed announcer describes the action. The crowd goes wild. | |
FODE BEED : - (O.S.) | |
B : It looks like Skywalker is moving up through the field. He's in... | |
A : Steeth pa nagoola! (Sixth place, not bad.) | |
ANAKIN continues to gain on the pack. Tension for SHMI and PADME is | |
unbearable. | |
ODY stops in the pits. Droids work on his engines. DUM-4 stands in front of | |
the engine and is sucked in, causing the engine to die. DUM-4 is spit out | |
the back of the engine, very bent up. The engine lets out one final wheeze, | |
then EXPLODES in a puff of smoke. | |
FODE BEED : - (O.S.) | |
A : Ody Mandrell! Coona wa wunda dunko! (Ody Mandrell into the pits for | |
some attention.) | |
ODY : Droids! | |
TERTER is getting close to SEBULBA, who purposely breaks a small part off | |
his Pod, sending it into Terter's engine, causing him to veer into ANAKIN, | |
and unhooks one of the main straps on Anakin's engines that links the Pod | |
to his engines. | |
ANAKIN struggles to keep control of the little Pod. It whips about wildly. | |
As the Pod swings near the broken engine strap, ANAKIN grabs for it. | |
Finally, he catches the strap and manages to unhook it to the Pod. | |
SEBULBA cuts the engine of OBITOKI with his side exhaust, and the racer | |
crashes with a cloud of dust. A THIRD RACER, HABBA, flie into the cloud of | |
dust and crashes into OBITOKI. ANAKIN rounds a corner and heads into the | |
cloud of smoke. He hits a part of one of the engines but regains control. | |
FODE BEED : - (O.S.) | |
B :At the start of the third and final lap, Sebulba is in the lead, closely | |
followed by Skywalker... | |
ANAKIN finally catches up with SEBULBA, and runs neck and neck over the | |
rough terrain. JAR JAR, QUI-GON, SHMI, and PADME all SCREAM s ANAKIN comes | |
through the arena. The lights in the tower indicate that this is the third | |
and last lap. WATTO begins to worry. | |
SEBULBA uses his side exhaust port to try to cut through Anakin's engines. | |
ANAKIN manages to avoid having his engine disabled but is forced off | |
course. | |
FODE BEED : - (O.S.) | |
B : Skywalker is forced onto the service ramp! | |
A : Oh noah! | |
On a tight corner, ANAKIN dives to the inside and takes the lead. | |
FODE BEED : - (O.S.) | |
B : Amazing... a controlled thrust and he's back on course! What a move! | |
SEBULBA is furious. He stay's right on Anakin's tail, crowding him and | |
pushing him through the turns. | |
SEBULBA pushes ANAKIN harder, and the young boy has a difficult time | |
keeping control. One of the parts on Anakin's engines begins to shake | |
loose. ANAKIN sees it and switches over to an auxiliary system. While he is | |
trying to accomplish this maneuver, SEBULBA races past him. | |
ANAKIN tries to get around SEBULBA, to no avail. Every move ANAKIN makes, | |
SEBULBA is able to block. | |
Finally, ANAKIN fakes a move into the inside as he usually does, then tries | |
to go around SEBULBA on the outside. They race sid by side down the final | |
stretch of the track. | |
FODE BEED : - (O.S.) | |
B : He's catching Sebulba. | |
A : Inkabunga. (Incredible!) | |
SEBULBA veers toward ANAKIN and bangs into his Pod. He crashes into ANAKIN | |
over and over. The young boy struggles to maintain control as the steering | |
rods on the two Pods become hooked together. SEBULBA laughs at ANAKIN. | |
FODE BEED : - (O.S.) | |
B : That little human being is out of his mind. | |
A : Punda tah punda! (They're neck and neck!) | |
B : They're side by side! | |
A : Bongo du bongu! (Shoulder to shoulder!) | |
As they head for the final stretch, ANAKIN fights to unlock the steering | |
rods by trying to pull away from SEBULBA. The strain on the steering rod is | |
tremendous. Suddenly, ANAKIN's steering arm breaks, and his Pos starts | |
spinning. | |
The release of tension sends SEBULBA into an ancient statue. One engine | |
EXPLODES, then the other. SEBULBA skids through the fire-balls, blackened, | |
but unhurt. He slides to a smoking stop, gets out of his racer, and throws | |
what's left of a shifter arm on the ground. Suddenly he realizes his pants | |
are on fire, and he struggles to put them out. ANAKIN flies through the | |
EXPLOSION as the crowd stands, CHERRING. PADME and JAR JAR jump up and down | |
with excitment, PADME screaming for joy. ARTOO and KITSTER whistle | |
hysterically. QUI-GON and SHMI smile. ANAKIN races over the finish line, | |
the winner. | |
INT. MOS ESPA - ARENA ANNOUNCERS BOX - DAY (FX) | |
The two-headed announcer excitedly calls the finish. | |
FODE BEED : - | |
B : It's Skywalker! The crowd are going nuts! Oh Ah Oh Ah (rock head in | |
tandem with partner) | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - DAY | |
As ANAKIN stops the Podracer, KISTER turns up, and they embrace. Hundreds | |
of SPECTATORS join them and put ANAKIN on their shoulders, marching off, | |
CHEERING AND CHANTING. Darth Maul's PROBE DROIDS move through the crowd. | |
INT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - PRIVATE BOX - DAY | |
Several ALIENS leave Watto's box, laughing and counting their money. WATTO | |
sees QUI-GON standing in the doorway. | |
WATTO : You! You swindled me! You knew the boy was going to win! Somehow | |
you knew it! I lost everything. | |
WATTO flies up to QUI-GON and puts his face right up against QUI-GON's. | |
QUI-GON simply smiles. | |
QUI-GON : Whenever you gamble, my freind, eventually you'll lose. Bring the | |
parts to the main hanger. I'll come by your shop later so you can release | |
the boy. | |
WATTO : You can't have him! It wasn't a fair bet! | |
QUI-GON : Would you like to discuss it with the Hutts...I'm sure they can | |
settle this. | |
WATTO : No, no! I want no more of your tricks! Take him! | |
The SITH PROBE DROID watches with great interest. | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - MAIN HANGER - DAY | |
The Main Hanger is almost deserted as RACERS depart. | |
INT. MOS ESPA - ARENA - MAIN HANGER - DAY | |
JAR JAR gives ANAKIN a great hug, then PADME gives him a hug, then SHMI. | |
ANAKIN : Ah, gee...enough of this... | |
SHMI : It's so wonderful, Annie. You have brought hope to those who have | |
none. I'm so very proud of you... | |
PADME : We owe you everything. | |
ANAKIN : Just feeling this good was worth it. | |
In the background, QUI-GON has harnessed the EOPIES to containers full of | |
parts. | |
QUI-GON : Padme. Jar Jar, let's go, we've got to get these parts back to | |
the ship. | |
The GROUP walks over to QUI-GON and the EOPIES. | |
PADME climbs on behind QUI-GON. JAR JAR swings up onto the second EOPIE, | |
only to slwly slide off the other side. ARTOO whistles. ANAKIN and SHMI | |
wave as they ride off. | |
QUI-GON : (Cont'd) I'll return the eopies by midday. | |
EXT. TATOOINE - DESERT - NABOO SPACECRAFT - DAY | |
ARTOO cruises ahead of QUI-GON and PADME, who are riding one of the EOPIES; | |
JAR JAR ridses the other. They stop in front of the sleek Naboo spacecraft. | |
OBI-WAN comes out of the ship and joins them. | |
QUI-GON : Start getting this hyperdrive generator installed. I'm going | |
back...some unfinished business. I won't be long. | |
OBI-WAN : Why do I sense we've picked up another pathetic life form...? | |
QUI-GON : It's the boy who's responsible for getting those parts. | |
On a hill far overlooking the Naboo spacecraft, the SITH PROBE DROID turns | |
and speeds away. | |
EXT. TATOOINE - STREET - SLAVE QUARTERS - DAY | |
ANAKIN and A GREEDO are rolling around on the floor, fighting. About A | |
DOZEN OR SO KIDS are standing around them, yelling. Suddenly, a long shadow | |
is cast over the TWO BOYS; they stop fighting and look up. QUI-GOMN is | |
towering above them. KITSTER is with them. | |
QUI-GON : What's this? | |
ANAKIN : He said I cheated. | |
QUI-GON : Did you? | |
ANAKIN : No! | |
QUI-GON : Do you still think he cheated? | |
GREEDO : Yes. | |
QUI-GON : Well, Annie. You know the truth... You will have to tolerate his | |
opinion, fighting won't change it. | |
QUI-GON moves off down the street. Anakin follows. The GREEDO wanders over | |
to WALD who has been watching the goings-on. | |
WALD : Keep this up, Greedo, and you're gonna come to a bad end. | |
Farther down the street QUI-GON and ANAKIN head toward Anakin's hovel. | |
QUI-GON takes a handful of credits from beneath his poncho and hands them | |
to the boy. | |
QUI-GON : These are yours. We sold the Pod. | |
ANAKIN : (suddenly beaming) Yes! | |
INT. ANAKIN'S HOVEL - MAIN ROOM - DAY | |
SHMI is cleaning up as ANAKIN bursts through the door, followed by QUI-GON. | |
ANAKIN : Mom, he sold the Pod. Look at all the money we have! | |
ANAKIN pulls a bag of coins out of his pocket. | |
SHMI : Oh, my goodness, That's wonderful. | |
QUI-GON : And Anakin has been freed. | |
ANAKIN : What?!? | |
QUI-GON : You're no longer a slave. | |
ANAKIN jumps for joy! SHMI is stunned. | |
ANAKIN : Did you hear that, Mom? (to Qui-Gon) Was that part of the prize, | |
or what? | |
QUI-GON : Let's just say Watto has learned an important lesson about | |
gambling. | |
SHMI : Now you can make your dreams come true, Annie. You're free! (turns | |
to Qui-Gon) Will you take him with you? Is he to become a Jedi? | |
QUI-GON : Our meeting was not a coincidence. Nothing happens by accident. | |
You are strong with the Force, but you may not be accepted by the Coucil. | |
ANAKIN : A Jedi! Mighty blasters, you mean I get to go with you in your | |
starship and everything?! | |
QUI-GON kneels down to the boy. | |
QUI-GON : Anakin, training to be a Jedi will not be a easy challenge. And | |
if you succeed, it will be a hard life. | |
ANAKIN : But it's what I want. What I've always dreamed about. Can I go, | |
Mom?! | |
QUI-GON : This path has been placed for you, Annie; the choice to take it | |
is yours alone. | |
ANAKIN thinks, looks to his mother, then to QUI-GON. | |
ANAKIN : I want to go. | |
QUI-GON : Then, pack your things. We haven't much time. | |
ANAKIN : Yipee!! | |
ANAKIN hugs his mom and starts for the other room, then stops. SHMI and | |
QUI-GON give each other a knowing look. ANAKIN has realized something. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) What about Mom? Is she free too? You're coming, aren't | |
you, Mom | |
QUI-GON : I tried to free your mother, Annie, but Watto wouldn't have it. | |
ANAKIN : But the money from selling... | |
QUI-GON : It's not nearly enough. | |
SHMI comes over to her son and sits next to him. Taking both of his hands | |
in hers, she draws him close. | |
SHMI : Son, my place is here. My future is here. It is time for you to let | |
go...to let go of me. I cannot go with you. | |
ANAKIN : I want to stay with you. I don't want things to change. | |
SHMI : You can't stop change any more than you can stop the suns from | |
setting. Listen to your feelings; Annie, you know what's right. | |
ANAKIN takes a deep breath, drops his head. QUI-GON and SHMI exchange a | |
look of concern. When ANAKIN raises up, there are tears in his eyes. | |
ANAKIN : I'm going to miss you so much, Mom... | |
SHMI : I love you, Annie...now hurry. | |
ANAKIN and SHMI hug. ANAKIN runs into the other room. | |
SHMI : (Cont'd) Thank you. | |
QUI-GON : I will watch after him. You have my word. Will you be all right? | |
SHMI : He was in my life for such a short time. | |
INT. ANAKIN'S HOVEL - SECOND ROOM - DAY | |
ANAKIN has thrown the last of his things in a small backpack. As he leaves, | |
he stops and pushes the button that wakes his droid up. THREEPIO stares at | |
him blankly. | |
ANAKIN : Well, Threepio, I'm free...and I'm going away...in a starship... | |
THREEPIO : Master, Annie, you are my maker, and I wish you well. Although | |
I'd like it better if I were a little less naked. | |
ANAKIN : I'm sorry I wasn't able to finish you, Threepio...give you | |
coverings and all... I'm going to miss working on you. You've been a great | |
pal. I'll make sure Mom doesn't sell you or anything. Bye. | |
THREEPIO stares at ANAKIN as he rushes out of the room. | |
THREEPIO : Sell me?!? | |
EXT. MOS ESPA - STREET - SLAVE QUARTERS - DAY | |
KITSTER runs up to ANAKIN as he and QUI-GON exit Anakin's hovel. SHMI | |
stands in the doorway. ANAKIN pulls a handful of coins out of his pocket | |
and gives them to KITSTER. | |
KITSTER : There are so many of us who want you to stay, Annie... You're a | |
hero. | |
ANAKIN : I... (looks to SHMI) I... have to go. | |
QUI-GON has moved a short way down the street. | |
KITSTER : Well. | |
ANAKIN : Well. | |
KITSTER : Thank's for every moment you've been here. You're my best friend. | |
ANAKIN : I won't forget. | |
ANAKIN hugs KITSTER and runs toward QUI-GON, then stops to look back at his | |
mother standing in the doorway. He turns back to QUI-GON, then turns and | |
runs back to his mother. | |
ANAKIN : (starting to cry) I can't do it, Mom. I just can't. | |
SHMI hugs ANAKIN. QUI-GON watches from the distance. She kneels down and | |
looks him in the face. | |
SHMI : Annie, remember when you climbed the great dune in order to chase | |
the Banthas away so they wouldn't be shot... Remember how you collapses | |
several times, exhausted thinking you couldn't do it? | |
ANAKIN shakes his head. | |
SHMI : (Cont'd) This is one of those times when you have to do something | |
you don't think you can do. I know how strong you are, Annie. I know you | |
can do this... | |
ANAKIN : Will I ever see you again? | |
SHMI : What does your heart tell you? | |
ANAKIN : I hope so...yes...I guess. | |
SHMI : Then we will see each other again. | |
ANAKIN : I.. will become a Jedi and I will come back and free you, Mom...I | |
promise. | |
SHMI : No matter where you are, my love will be with you. Now be brave, and | |
don't look back... don't look back. | |
ANAKIN : I love you so much. | |
SHMI hugs ANAKIN, then turns him around so he is facing QUI-GON, and off he | |
marches, like the brave little trooper that he is. He marches right past | |
QUI-GON, starring right ahead, tears in his eyes, determined not to look | |
back. | |
EXT. TATOOINE - DESERT MESA - DAY | |
The PROBE DROID beeps and whistles to DARTH MAUL. The SITH LORD gets on a | |
speeder bike and follows the PROBE DROID into Mos Espa. | |
EXT MOS ESPA - STREET - FRUIT STAND - DAY | |
ANAKIN and QUI-GON exit WATTO'S and stop before JIRA'S fruit stand. ANAKIN | |
hands JIRA some coins. | |
ANAKIN : I've been freed, and I'm going away. Buy yourself a cooling unit | |
with this... Otherwise I'll worry about you. | |
JIRA is astonished. She stares, not knowing what to say. | |
JIRA : Can I give you a hug | |
ANAKIN : Sure. | |
She gives him a hug. | |
JIRA : I'll miss you, Annie.. there isn't a kinder boy in the galaxy. You | |
be careful... | |
ANAKIN runs to join QUI-GON, who has already started down the street. As | |
they walk along together, QUI-GON notices something out of the corner of | |
his eye. | |
Suddenly, without breaking his stride, he ignites his laser sword, swing | |
around, and lunges forward and cuts a lurking PROBE DROID in half. QUI-GON | |
inspects the sparking and fizzing DROID. | |
ANAKIN : What is it? | |
QUI-GON : Probe droid. Very unusual... not like anything I've seen before. | |
Come on. | |
QUI-GON and ANAKIN start running. | |
EXT. TATOOINE - DESERT - NABOO SPACECRAFT - DAY | |
QUI-GON and ANAKIN run toward the Naboo spacecraft. ANAKIN is having a hard | |
time keeping up. | |
ANAKIN : Master Qui-Gon,sir, wait! | |
QUI-GON turns to answer and sees a DARK-CLOAKED FIGURE bearing down on a | |
speeder bike. | |
QUI-GON : Anakin, drop! | |
ANAKIN drops to the ground just as DARTH MAUL sweeps over him. DARTH MAUL | |
jumps off his speeder bike, and before he has hit the ground, the Sith Lord | |
has swund a death blow with his laser sword that is barely blocked by | |
QUI-GON. | |
ANAKIN picks himself up. The two galactic warriors, Sith and Jedi, are | |
bashing each other with incredible blows. They move in a continual cloudof | |
dust, smashing everything around them. This is a fierce fight. ANAKIN gets | |
up, bewildered by the confrontation. | |
QUI-GON : (Cont'd) Annie, get to the ship! Take off! Go! Go! | |
QUI-GON struggles to fend off the relentless onslaught as ANAKIN races to | |
the ship. | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - HALLWAY | |
ANAKIN runs into the main hallway of the spaceship, where PADME and CAPTAIN | |
PANAKA are working. | |
ANAKIN : Qui-Gon's in trouble. He says to take off...now!! | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Who are you? | |
PADME : He's a friend. | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - COCKPIT | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA, ANAKIN, and PADME rush into the cockpit where OBI-WAN and | |
RIC OLIE are checking the hyperdrive. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Qui-Gon is in trouble, he says to take off! | |
PILOT : I don't see anything. | |
OBI-WAN : Over there! Fly low! | |
In the distance is a small cloud of dust. | |
EXT. TATOOINE - DESERT - NABOO SPACECRAFT - DAY | |
QUI-GON and DARTH MAUL continue theirsword battle. Leaping over one another | |
in an incredible display of acrobatics, the two warrios hear the ship fly | |
over them a few feet off the ground. QUI-GON almost dissapears for a | |
moment. | |
Before DARTH MAUL knows what's happening, QUI-GON is on the spacecrat's | |
ramp. | |
EXT. TATOOINE - NABOO SPACECRAFT RAMP - DAY | |
The SITH LORD immediately jumps onto the ramp after QUI-GON, but barely | |
makes it. His heels hang over the edge of a forty-foot drop. QUI-GON swings | |
his laser sword with all his might and knocks DARTH AMUL off the ramp and | |
onto the desert floor. The ramp closes, and the Naboo craft rockets away, | |
leaving the Sith Lord standing alone. | |
EXT. SPACE - NABOO SPACECRAFT (FX) | |
The sleek spacecraft rockets away from the planet Tatooine. | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - HALLWAY | |
ANAKIN and OBI-WAN rush into the hallway to find QUI-GON collapsed on the | |
floor opposite the entry. ARTOO is looking over him. The JEDI is breathing | |
hard, wet with sweat and covered in dirt. | |
ANAKIN : Are you all right? | |
QUI-GON : I think so... that was a surpirse I wont soon forget. | |
OBI-WAN : What was it? | |
QUI-GON : I don't know... but he was well trained in the Jedi arts. My | |
guess is he was after the Queen... | |
ANAKIN : Do you think he'll follow us? | |
QUI-GON : We'll be safe enough once we're in hyperspace, but I have no | |
doubt he knows our destination. | |
ANAKIN : What are we going to do about it? | |
OBI-WAN gives ANAKIN a "who are you?" look. ANAKIN returns an innocent | |
stare. | |
QUI-GON : We will be patient. Anakin Skywalker, meet Obi-Wan Kenobi. | |
ANAKIN : Pleased to meet you. Wow! You're a Jedi too? | |
OBI-WAN gives the boy a skeptical look. | |
INT. COCKPIT - SPACE | |
RIC OLIE pulls back on the hyperdrive. OBI-WAN, QUI-GON, and ANAKIN watch. | |
QUI-GON : Let's hope this hyperdrive works and Watto didn't get the last | |
laugh. | |
The stars streak outside the cockpit window. | |
EXT. SPACE - NABOO SPACECRAFT (FX) | |
The ship streaks into hyperspace. | |
EXT. THEED - STREET - NIGHT (FX) | |
SEVERAL FEDERATION DROIDS patrol a deserted city street. The Palace can be | |
seen in the distance. | |
INT. NABOO PALACE - THRONE ROOM - THEED - NIGHT | |
NUTE sits in a strange, mechanical walking chair, which approaches SIO | |
BIBBLE and SEVERAL OTHER NABOO OFFICIALS. RUNE follows a few paces behind. | |
DROID GUARDS surround SIO BIBBLE and THE OTHERS as FOUR COUNCIL MEMBERS | |
watch. | |
NUTE : When are you going to give up this pointless strike? Your Queen is | |
lost, your people are starving, and you, Governor, are going to die, much | |
sooner than your people, I'm afraid. Take him away! | |
BIBBLE : This invasion will gain you nothing. We're a democracy. The people | |
have decided... They will not live under your tyranny. | |
BIBBLE is taken away as OOM-9 approaches NUTE. | |
OOM-9 : My troops are in position to begin searching the swamps for these | |
rumored underwater villages... they will not stay hidden for long. | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - MAIN AREA | |
The ship is asleep. The lights are dim as PADME walks into the main room. | |
She goes to a monitor and watches the BIBBLE plea recording. JAR JAR is | |
stretched out on the floor, snoring. ARTOO is to one side, cooing as he | |
rests. | |
PADME appears tired. She senses someone watching her and turns around with | |
a start. She sees ANAKIN sitting in the corner, shivering and looking | |
verydejected. She goes over to him. He looks up at her with tears in his | |
eyes. He is holding his arms to keep himself warm. | |
PADME : Are you all right? | |
ANAKIN : It's very cold. | |
PADME gives him her over-jacket. | |
PADME : You're from a warm planet, Annie. Too warm for my taste. Space is | |
cold. | |
ANAKIN : You seem sad. | |
PADME : The Queen is...worried. Her people are suffering...dying. She must | |
convince the Senate to intervene, or...I'm not sure what will happen. | |
ANAKIN : I'm...I'm not sure what's going to happen to me. I dunno if I'll | |
ever see you again.. (he pulls something from his pocket) I made this for | |
you. Sou you'd remember me. I carved it out of a japor snippet... It will | |
bring you good fortune. | |
ANAKIN hands a wooden pendant to PADME. She inspects it, then puts it | |
around her neck. | |
PADME : It's beautiful, but I don't need this to remember you. Many things | |
will change when we reach the capital, Annie. My caring for you will always | |
remain. | |
ANAKIN : I care for you too. Only I...miss... | |
ANAKIN is disturbed about something. Tears are in his eyes. | |
PADME : ...You miss your mother. | |
ANAKIN looks at her, unable to speak. She hugs him. | |
EXT. SPACE - PLANET CORUSCANT (FX) | |
MOVE with the ship as it heads toward Coruscant. | |
INT. CORUSCANT - CITYSCAPE - NABOO SPACECRAFT - DAY (FX) | |
The spacecraft dlies over the endlesscityscape of Coruscant, the capital of | |
the galaxy. | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - COCKPIT | |
ANAKIN looks out the cockpit window in awe. | |
RIC OLIE : Coruscant...the capital of the Republic...the entire planet is | |
one big city. | |
ANAKIN : Wow! It's so huge! | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - DAY (FX) | |
The ship flies through the cityscape of Coruscant. | |
EXT. CORUSCANT - SENATE LANDING PLATFORM - DAY | |
Supreme Chancellor VALORUM, SEVERAL GUARDS, and SENATOR PALPATINE stand on | |
a landing platform. | |
The sleek Naboo spacecraft lands on the platform high above the street | |
level of the galactic capital. The ramp lowers. OBI-WAN, QUI-GON, JAR JAR | |
and ANAKIN descend the ramp first and bow before PALPATINE and VALORUM. | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA, TWO GUARDS, QUEEN AMIDALA, then PADME, RABE, EIRTAE, | |
and | |
MORE GUARDS descend the ramp. QUEEN AMIDALA stops before the group. | |
ANAKIN and JAR JAR stand to one side, looking at the huge city. PADME | |
smiles at ANAKIN. PALPATINE bows before the Queen. | |
PALPATINE : It is a great gift to see you alive, Your Majesty. May I | |
present Supreme Chancellor Valorum. | |
VALORUM : Welcome, Your Highness. It is an honor to finally meet you in | |
person. I must relay to you how distressed everyone is over the currant | |
situation. I've called for a special session of the Senate to hear your | |
position. | |
AMIDALA : I am grateful for your concern, Chancellor. | |
PALPATINE starts to lead QUEEN AMIDALA and her RETINUE off the platform | |
toward a waiting air taxi. | |
PALPATINE : There is a question of precedure, but I feel confident we can | |
overcome it... | |
JAR JAR and ANAKIN start to follow, then stop, noticing that OBI-WAN and | |
QUI-GON are staying with the SUPREME CHANCELLOR. QUEEN AMIDALA waves to the | |
duo to follow her. ANAKIN looks back to QUI-GON, and he nods to go ahead. | |
ANAKIN and JAR JAR join the QUEEN, PALPATINE, PADME, RABE and EIRTAE in the | |
taxi. PALPATINE gives the Gungan and the boy in the back of the taxi a | |
skeptical look. JAR JAR leans over to ANAKIN. | |
JAR JAR : Da Queens- a bein grossly nice, mesa tinks. (he looks around) | |
Pitty hot! | |
VALORUM and the JEDI watch the taxi move off into the city. | |
QUI-GON : I must speak with the Jei Council immediately, Your Honor. The | |
situation has become more complicated. | |
INT. PALPATINE'S QUARTERS - ANTEROOM - DAY | |
QUEEN AMIDALA is sitting listening to PALPATINE. EIRTAE and RABE stand | |
behind the QUEEN; PADME is nowhere to be sen. ANAKIN and JAR JAR are | |
waiting in an adjoining room. They can see the Queen but cannot hear what | |
is being said. | |
JAR JAR : Dissen all pitty odd to my. | |
ANAKIN : Don't look at me. I don't know what's going on. | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA enters, then goes into the room with QUEEN AMIDALA. | |
INT. PALPATINE'S QUARTERS - LIVING AREA - DAY | |
PALPATINE is pacing as CAPTAIN PANAKA enters. EIRTAE and RABE stand to one | |
side. | |
PALPATINE : ...the Republic is not what it once was. The Senate is full of | |
greedy, squabbling delegates who are only looking out for themselves and | |
their home sytems. There is no interest in the common good...no civility, | |
only politics...its disgusting. I must be frank, Your Majesty, there is | |
little chance the Senate will act on the invasion. | |
AMIDALA : Chancellor Valorum seems to think there is hope. | |
PALPATINE : If I may say so, Your Majesty, the Chancellor has little real | |
power...he is mired down by baseless accusations of corruption. A | |
manufactured scandal surrounds him. The bureaucrats are in charge now. | |
AMIDALA : What options do we have? | |
PALPATINE : Our best choice would be to push for the election of a stronger | |
Supreme Chancellor. One who will take control of the bureaucrats, enforces | |
the laws, and give us justice. You could call for a vote of no confidence | |
in Chancellor Valorum. | |
AMIDALA : He has been our strongest supporter. Is there any other way? | |
PALPATINE : Our only other choice would to be to submit a plea to the | |
courts... | |
AMIDALA : There's no time for that. The courts take even longer to decide | |
things than the Senate. Our people are dying, Senator...more and more each | |
day. We must do something quickly to stop the Federation. | |
PALPATINE : To be realistic, Your Highness, I'd say we're going to have to | |
accept Federation control for the time being. | |
AMIDALA : There is something I cannot do. | |
EXT. TEMPLE OF THE JEDI - DAY (FX) | |
A unique building with it tall spires stands out against the Coruscant | |
skyline. A small transport passes by the vast temple. | |
INT. TEMPLE OF THE JEDI - COUNCIL CHAMBERS - DAY | |
QUI-GON stands in a tall stately room. Twelve JEDI sit in a semi-circle. | |
OBI-WAN stands behind QUI-GON in the center of the room. | |
The Senior Jedi is MACE WINDU. To his left is an alien Jedi named | |
KI-ADI-MUNDI, and to his right, the Jedi Master, YODA. | |
QUI-GON : ...my only conclusion can be that it was a Sith Lord. | |
MACE WINDU : A Sith Lord?!? | |
KI-ADI : Impossible! The Sith have been extinct for a millenium. | |
YODA : The very Republic is threatened, if involved the Sith are. | |
MACE WINDU : I do not believe they could have returned without us knowing. | |
YODA : Hard to see, the dark side is. Discover who this assassin is, we | |
must. | |
KI-ADI : I sense he will reveal himself again. | |
MACE WINDU : This attack was with purpose, that is clear, and I agree the | |
Queen is the target. | |
YODA : With this Naboo queen you must stay, Qui-Gon. Protect her. | |
MACE WINDU : We will use all our resources here to unravel this mystery and | |
discover the identity of your attacker... May the Force be with you. | |
YODA : May the Force be with you. | |
OBI-WAN turns to leave, but QUI-GON continues to face the Council. | |
YODA : (Cont'd) Master Qui-Gon more to say have you? | |
QUI-GON : With your permission, my Master. I have encountered a vergence in | |
the Force. | |
YODA : A vergence, you say? | |
MACE WINDU : Located around a person? | |
QUI-GON : A boy... his cells have the highest concentration of | |
midi-chlorians I have seen in a life form. It is possible he was conceived | |
by the midi-chlorians. | |
MACE WINDU : You're referring to the prophesy of the one who will bring | |
balance to the Force...you believe it's this boy?? | |
QUI-GON : I don't pressume... | |
YODA : But you do! Rrevealed your opinion is. | |
QUI-GON : I request the boy be tested. | |
The JEDI all look to one another. They nod and turn back to OBI-WAN and | |
QUI-GON. | |
YODA : Trained as a Jedi, you request for him? | |
QUI-GON : Finding him was the will of the Force...I have no doubt of that. | |
There is too much happening here... | |
MACE WINDU : Bring him before us, then. | |
YODA : Tested he will be. | |
INT. QUEENS QUARTERS - CORUSCANT - DAY Anakin, tentative, walks down one of | |
the long hallways in Senator Palpatine's quarters. He stops before a dor | |
that is flanked by TWO GUARDS. | |
GUARD : May I help you, son? | |
ANAKIN : I'm...I'm looking for the handmaiden, Padme. | |
The GUARD speaks into his comlink as ANAKIN looks around a bit nervously. | |
GUARD : The boy is here to see Padme. | |
RABE : Send him in. | |
The doors open, and ANAKIN enters the Queen's quarters. | |
RABE greets ANAKIN as TWO OTHER HANDMAIDENS come and go into the next room. | |
ANAKIN : I'd like to speak with Padme, if I could. | |
RABE : I'm sorry, Annie. Padme is not here right now. | |
The Queen speaks out in the next room. | |
AMIDALA : (O.S.) Who is it? | |
RABE : Anakin Skywalker, to see Padme, Your Highness. | |
The QUEEN moves into the doorway and studies ANAKIN. ANAKIN bows and looks | |
down, then takes a peek at her. | |
AMIDALA : I've sent Padme on an errand. | |
ANAKIN : I'm going to the Jedi temple to start my training, I hope. | |
The QUEEN just stares at him. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) I may not see her again...and... I just wanted to say | |
goodbye. | |
AMIDALA : We will tell her for you. We're sure her heart goes with you. | |
ANAKIN bows again. | |
ANAKIN : Thank you, Your Highness. I'm sorry to have disturbed you. | |
The QUEEN dissapears behind the doorway, and ANAKIN exits. | |
EXT. CORUSCANT - GALACTIC SENATE BUILDING - DAY (FX) | |
A large, distinctive looking domed building stands out amid the cityscape | |
of Coruscant. | |
INT. MAIN ROTUNDA - GALACTIC SENATE - DAY | |
The Senate chambers are huge. Thousands of SENATORS and their AIDES sit in | |
the circular assembly area. CHANCELLOR VALORUM sits in an elevated area in | |
the center. Hindreds of AIDES and DROIDS hurry about. SENATOR PALPATINE, | |
QUEEN AMIDALA, EIRTA, RABE, and CAPTAIN PANAKA sit in the Naboo | |
congressional box, which is actually a floating platform. PALPATINE leans | |
over to the QUEEN. | |
PALPATINE : If the Federation moves to defer the motion...Your Majesty, | |
Ibeg of you to ask for a resolution to end this congressional session. | |
AMIDALA : I wish I had your confidence in this, Senator. | |
PALPATINE : You must force a new election for Supreme Chancellor...I | |
promise you there are many who will support us...it is our best chance... | |
Your Majesty, our only, chance. | |
AMIDALA : You truely believe Chancellor Valorum will not bring our motion | |
to a vote? | |
PALAPATINE : He is distracted...he is afraid. He will be of no help. | |
VALORUM : The Chair recognizes the Senator from the sovereign system of | |
Naboo. | |
The Naboo congressional box floats into the center. | |
PALPATINE : Supreme Chancellor, delegates of the Senate. A tragedy has | |
occured on our peaceful system of Naboo. We have become caugt in a dispute | |
you're all well aware of, which began right here with the taxation of trade | |
routes, and has now engulfed our entire planet in the oppresion of the | |
Trade Federation. | |
A second box rushes into the center of the Senate. It is filled with | |
Federation trade barons led by LOTT DOD, the Senator for the Federation. | |
LOTT DOD : This is outrageous! I object to the Senator's statements! | |
VALORUM : The Chair does not recognize the Senator from the Trade | |
Federation at this time. Please return to your station. | |
LOTT DOD reluctantly moves back to his place. | |
PALPATINE : To state our allegations, I present Queen Amidala, the recently | |
elected ruler of Naboo, to speak on our behalf. | |
QUEEN AMIDALA stands and addresses the assembly. There is some applause. | |
AMIDALA : Honorable representatives of the Republic, distinguished | |
delegates, and Your Honor Supreme Chancellor Valorum, I come to you under | |
the gravest of circumstances. The Naboo system has been invaded by force. | |
Invaded...against all the laws of the Republic by the Droid Armies of the | |
Trade... | |
LOTT DOD : I object! There is no proof. This is incredible. We recommend a | |
commision be sent to Naboo to assertain the truth. | |
VALORUM : Overruled. | |
LOTT DOD : Your Honor, you cannot allow us to be condemned without | |
reasonable observation. It's against all the rules of procedure. | |
A third box representing Malastare moves into the center of the room. AKS | |
MOE, the Ambassador, addresses the convention. | |
AKS MOE : The Congress of Malastare concurs with the honorable delegate | |
from the Trade Federation. A commision must be appointed...that is the law. | |
VALORUM : The point... | |
VALORUM confers with several of his AIDES and VICE CHAIRMAN MAS AMEDDA. | |
PALPATINE whispers something to the QUEEN. | |
PALPATINE : Enter the bureaucrats, the true rulers of the Republic, and on | |
the payroll of the Trade Federation, I might add. This is where Chancellor | |
Valorum's strength will dissapear. | |
VALORUM : The point is conceded...Section 523A take precedence here. Queen | |
Amidala of the Naboo, will you defer your motion to allow a commission to | |
explore the validity of your accusations? | |
QUEEN AMIDALA is angry but remains composed. | |
AMIDALA : (angrily) I will not defer...I have come before you to resolve | |
this attack on our sovereignty now. I was not elected to watch my people | |
suffer and die while you discuss this invasion in a committee. If this body | |
is not capable of action, I suggest new leadership is needed. I move for a | |
"vote of no confidence"...in Chancellor Valorum's leadership. | |
VALORUM : What?...No! | |
This causes a great stir in the assembly. A loud mumur cresendos into a | |
roar of approval and jeers. CHANCELLOR VALORUM is stunned and stands | |
speechless. His Vice Chair, MAS AMEDDA, takes over. | |
MAS AMEDDA : Order! We shall have order... | |
Things settledown a little. The Federation box settles next to AMIDALA. | |
PRINCE BAIL ORGANA moves his box into the arena. | |
BAIL ORGANA : Alderaan seconds the motion for a vote of no confidence in | |
Chancellor Valorum. | |
MAD AMEDDA : The motion has been seconded by Bail Organa of Alderaan. | |
MAS AMEDDA turns to the confused VALORUM, and whispers something to him. | |
BAIL ORGANA : There must be no delays. The motion is on the floor and must | |
be voted upon in this session. | |
LOTT DOD : The Trade Federation moves the motion be sent to the procedures | |
committee for study. | |
The assembly begins to chant. VALORUM talks to MAS AMEDDA. | |
ASSEMBLY : Vote now! Vote now! Vote now! | |
PALPATINE stands next to AMIDALA. | |
PALPATINE : You see, Your Majaesty, the tide is with us...Valorum will be | |
voted out, I assure you, and they will elect in a new Chancellor, a strong | |
Chancellor, one who will not let our tragedy continue... | |
MAS AMEDDA : Thew Supreme Chancellor requests a recess. Tomorrow we will | |
begin the vote. | |
The Federation delegation is furious. VALORUM turns to PALPATINE. | |
VALORUM : Palpatine, I thought you were my ally...my friend. You have | |
betrayed me! How could you do this? | |
EXT. PALACE OF THE JEDI - BALCONY - SUNSET | |
OBI-WAN and QUI-GON stand outside the palace on a balcony. | |
OBI-WAN : The boy will not pass the Council's tests, Master, and you know | |
it. He is far too old. | |
QUI-GON : Anakin will become A Jedi...I promise you. | |
OBI-WAN : Don't defy the Council, Master..not again. | |
QUI-GON : I will do what I must. | |
OBI-WAN : Master, you could be sitting on the Council by now if you would | |
just follow the code. They will not go along with you this time. | |
QUI-GON : You still have much to learn, my young apprentice. | |
INT. PALACE OF THE JEDI - COUNCIL CHAMBERS - SUNSET | |
ANAKIN stands before the TWELVE JEDI. MACE WINDU holds a small hand-held | |
viewing screen. In rapid succession, images flash across the screen. | |
ANAKIN : A ship...a cup...a speeder. | |
MACE WINDU turns the viewing screen off and nods toward YODA. | |
YODA : Good, good, young one. How feel you? | |
ANAKIN : Cold, sir. | |
YODA : Afraid are you? | |
ANAKIN : No, sir. | |
MACE WINDU : Afraid to give up your life? | |
ANAKIN : I don't think so. | |
ANAKIN hesitates for a moment. | |
YODA : See through you, we can. | |
MACE WINDU : Be mindful of your feelings... | |
KI-ADI : YOur thoughts dwell on your mother. | |
ANAKIN : I miss her. | |
YODA : Afraid to lose her..I think. | |
ANAKIN : (a little angry) What's that got to do with anything? | |
YODA : Eveything. Fear is the path to the dark side... fear leads to | |
anger... anger leads to hate.. hate leads to suffering. | |
ANAKIN : (angrily) I am not afraid! | |
YODA : A Jedi must have the deepest commitment, the most serious mind. I | |
sense much fear in you. | |
ANAKIN : (quietly) I am not afraid. | |
YODA : Then continue, we will. | |
INT. PALPATINES QUARTERS - SUNSET | |
QUEEN AMIDALA is standing, staring out the window, with JAR JAR. The lights | |
of the city shimmer before them. EIRTAE and SABE stand near the door. JAR | |
JAR turns to face the QUEEN and sees her sadness. | |
JAR JAR : Mesa wonder why da guds invent pain? | |
AMIDALA : To motivate us, I imagine... | |
JAR JAR : Yousa tinken yousa people ganna die? | |
AMIDALA : I don't know. | |
JAR JAR : Gungans ganna get pasted too, eh? | |
AMIDALA : I hope not. | |
JAR JAR : Gungans do die'n without a fight.... wesa warriors. Wesa gotta | |
grand army. Dat why you no liken us, metinks. | |
PALPATINE and CAPTAIN PANAKA rush into the rom and bow before the QUEEN. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Your Highness, Senator Palpatine has been nominated to | |
succeed Valorum as Supreme Chancellor. | |
PALPATINE : A surprise, to be sure, but a welcome one. I promise, Your | |
Majesty, if I am elected, I will bring democracy back to the Republic. I | |
will put an end to corruption. The Trade Fedreation will lose its influence | |
over the bureaucrats, and our people will be freed. | |
AMIDALA : Who else can be nominated? | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Bail Antilles of Alderaan and Ainlee Teem of Malastare. | |
PALPATINE : I feel confident...our "situation" will create a strong | |
sympaphy vote for us... I will be Chancellor, I promise you. | |
AMIDALA : I fear by the time you have control of the bureaucrats, Senator, | |
there will be nothing left of our cities, our people, our way of life... | |
PALPATINE : I understand your concern, Your Majesty; unfortunately, the | |
Federation has possession of our planet. The law is in their favor. | |
AMIDALA : With the Senate in transition, there is nothing more I can do | |
here...Senator, this is your arena. I feel I must return to mine. I have | |
decided to go back to Naboo. My place is with my people. | |
PALPATINE : Go back!! But, Your Majesty, be realistic! You would be in | |
danger. They will force you to sign the treaty. | |
AMIDALA : I will sign no treaty, Senator. My fate will be no different from | |
that of our people. Captain! | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Yes, Your Highness? | |
AMIDALA : Ready my ship! | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Please, Your Majesty, stay here...where it's safe. | |
AMIDALA : No place is safe, if the Senate doesn't condemn this invasion. It | |
is clear to me now that the Republic no longer functions as a democracy. If | |
you win the election, Senator, I know you will do everything possible to | |
stop the Federation. I pray you will bring sanity and compassion back to | |
the Senate. | |
AMIDALA and her RETINUE exit the room. PALPATINE has a self-satisfied smile | |
on his face. | |
INT. TEMPLE OF THE JEDI - COUNCIL CHAMBERS - TWILIGHT | |
ANAKIN, OBI-WAN, and QUI-GON stand before the TWELVE MEMBERS OF THE JEDI | |
COUNCIL. | |
YODA : ...Correct you were, Qui-Gon. | |
MACE WINDU : His cells contain a high concentration of midi-chlorians. | |
KI-ADI : The Force is strong with him. | |
QUI-GON : He's to be trained, then. | |
The COUNCIL MEMBERS look to one another. | |
MACE WINDU : No. He will not be trained. | |
ANAKIN is crestfallen; tears begin to form in his eyes. | |
QUI-GON : No??!! | |
OBI-WAN smiles. | |
MACE WINDU : He is too old. There is already too much anger in him. | |
QUI-GON : He is the chosen one...you must see it. | |
YODA : Clouded, this boy's future is. Masked by his youth. | |
QUI-GON : I will trin him, then. I take Anakin as my Padawan learner. | |
OBI-WAN reacts with surprise. ANAKIN watches with interest. | |
YODA : An apprentice, you have, Qui-Gon. Impossible, to take on a second. | |
MACE WINDU : We forbid it. | |
QUI-GON : Obi-Wan is ready... | |
OBI-WAN : Iam ready to face the trials. | |
YODA : Ready so early, are you? What know you of ready? | |
ANAKIN watches as QUI-GON and OBI-WAN exchange angry looks. | |
QUI-GON : Headstrong....and he has much to learn about the living Force, | |
but he is capabe. There is little more he will learn from me. | |
YODA : Our own council we will keep on who is ready. More to learn, he | |
has... | |
MACE WINDU : Now is not the time for this...the Senate is voting for a new | |
Spreme Chancellor. Queen Amidala is returning home, which will put pressure | |
on the Federation, and could widen the confrontation. | |
YODA : And draw out the Queen's attacker. | |
KI-ADI : Events are moving fast...too fast. | |
MACE WINDU : Go with the Queen to Naboo and discover the identity of the | |
dark warrior. That is the clue we need to unravel this mystery of the Sith. | |
YODA : Young Skywalker's fate will be decided later. | |
QUI-GON : I brought Anakin here; he must stay in my charge. He has nowhere | |
else to go. | |
MACE WINDU : He is your ward, Qui-Gon...we will not dispute that. | |
YODA : Train him not. Take him with you, but train him not! | |
MACE WINDU : Protect the Queen, but do not intercede if it comes to war | |
until we have the Senate's approval. | |
YODA : May the Force be with you. | |
OBI-WAN, QUI-GON, and ANAKIN leave. | |
EXT. CORUSCANT - SENATE LANDING PLATFORM - NIGHT | |
QUI-GON, OBI-WAN, and ANAKIN stand on the landing platform outside the | |
ship. ARTOO whistles a happy tune as he leans over the edge of the | |
platform, watching the traffic. Suddenly, he leans over too far and falls | |
overboard. After a moment, he reappears, using his on-board jets to propel | |
himself back onto the landing platform. The wind whips at ANAKIN as he | |
listens to the JEDI. | |
OBI-WAN : It is not disrespect, Master, it is the truth. | |
QUI-GON : From your point of view.... | |
OBI-WAN : The boy is dangerous...they all sense it. Why can't you? | |
QUI-GON : His fate is uncertain, not dangerous. The Council will decide | |
Anakin's future...that should be enough for you. Now get on board! | |
OBI-WAN reluctantly boards the Naboo spacecraft followed by ARTOO. QUI-GON | |
goes over to ANAKIN. | |
ANAKIN : Master Qui-Gon, sir, I do not wish to be a problem. | |
QUI-GON : You won't be, Annie....I'm not allowed to train you, so I want | |
you to watch me and be mindful...always remember, your focus determines | |
your reality. Stay close to me and you will be safe. | |
ANAKIN : Master, sir...I've been wondering...what are midi-chlorians? | |
QUI-GON : Midi-chlorians are a microcopic lifeform that reside within all | |
living cells and communicates with the Force. | |
ANAKIN : They live inside of me? | |
QUI-GON : In your cells. We are symbionts with the midi-chlorians. | |
ANAKIN : Symbionts? | |
QUI-GON : Life forms living together for mutual advantage. Without the | |
midi-chlorians, life could not exist, and we would have no knowledge of the | |
Force. They continually speak to you, telling you the will of the Force. | |
ANAKIN : They do?? | |
QUI-GON : When you learn to quiet your mind, you will hear them speaking to | |
you. | |
ANAKIN : I don't understand. | |
QUI-GON : With time and training, Annie...you will. | |
Two taxis pull up, and CAPTAIN PANAKA, SENATOR PALPATINE, TWENTY OR SO | |
TROOPS, GUARDS, and OFFICERS walk briskly toward the ship, followed by | |
QUEEN AMIDALA, PADME, EIRTAE, and finally, JAR JAR. AMIDALA and her | |
HANDMAIDENS stop before the JEDI. | |
QUI-GON : (Cont'd) Your Highness, it is our pleasure to continue to serve | |
and protect you. | |
AMIDALA : I welcome your help. Senator Palpatine fears the Federation means | |
to destroy me. | |
QUI-GON : I promise you, I will not let that happen. | |
AMIDALA enters the ship, followed by her HANDMAIDENS. JAR JAR hugs QUI-GON | |
and ANAKIN. | |
JAR JAR : Wesa goen home! | |
They ALL move onto the ship. The ship takes off. | |
INT. NABOO PALACE - THRONE ROOM - THEED - NIGHT | |
NUTE and RUNE stand before a hologram of DARTH SIDIOUS. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : The Queen is on her way to you. I regret she is of no | |
further use to us. When she gets there, destroy her. | |
NUTE : Yes, my Lord. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : Viceroy, is the planet secure? | |
NUTE : Yes, my Lord, we have taken over the last pockets of primitive life | |
forms. We are in complete control of the planet now. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : Good. I will see to it that in the Senate, things stay as | |
they are. I am sending Darth Maul to join you. He will deal with the Jedi. | |
NUTE : Yes, my Lord. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS fades off. | |
RUNE : A Sith lord here with us?!! | |
INT. SPACE - NABOO SPACECRAFT COCKPIT | |
ANAKIN stands next to the PILOT, RIC OLIE, pointing to various buttons and | |
gauges. | |
ANAKIN : ...and that one? | |
RIC OLIE : The forward stabalizer. | |
ANAKIN : And those control the pitch? | |
RIC OLIE : You catch on pretty quick. | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - QUEEN'S CHAMBERS | |
SABE and EIRTAE stand behind QUEEN AMIDALA as she talks with QUI-GON and | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA. OBI-WAN and JAR JAR watch. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : The moment we land the Federation will arrest you, and force | |
you to sign the treaty. | |
QUI-GON : I agree...I'm not sure what you hope to accomplish by this. | |
AMIDALA : I'm going to take back what's ours. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : There are only twelve of us, Your Highness....we have no | |
army. | |
QUI-GON : I cannot fight a war for you, Your Highness, only protect you. | |
AMIDALA : Jar Jar Binks! | |
JAR JAR looks around, puzzled. | |
JAR JAR : Mesa, Your Highness? | |
AMIDALA : Yes. I need your help. | |
INT. NABOO CRUISER COCKPIT - DAY | |
The Naboo Cruiser heads toward the lush green planet. There is only one | |
Federation battle cruiser orbiting. OBI-WAN and CAPTAIN PANAKA spot it on | |
the view screen. | |
PANAKA : The blockade's gone. | |
OBI-WAN : The war's over...No need for it now. | |
RIC OLIE : I have one battleship on my scope. | |
OBI-WAN : A droid control ship. | |
PANAKA : They've probably spotted us. | |
OBI-WAN ; We haven't much time. | |
INT. NABOO SPACECRAFT - MAIN HOLD | |
The QUEEN, CAPTAIN PANAKA, TROOPS, and HANDMAIDENS get ready to disembark | |
as the ship alnds. The elevator door slides open, and ANAKIN emerges into | |
the hold area. He see PADME and run up to her. | |
ANAKIN : Hi! Where have you been? | |
PADME : Annie! What are you doing here? | |
ANAKIN : I'm with Qui-Gon...but...they're not going to let me be a Jedi. | |
I'm too old. | |
PADME : This is going to be dangerous, Annie. | |
ANAKIN : Is it? I can help... Where are we going? | |
PADME : To war, I'm afraid. The Queen has had to make the most difficuld | |
decision of her life. She doesn't believe in fighting, Annie. We are a | |
peaceful people... | |
ANAKIN : I want to help...I'm glad you're back. | |
ANAKIN smiles. PADME smiles back. | |
EXT. NABOO SWAMP - DAY | |
The Naboo spacecraft has landed in the Gungan swamp. TROOPS unload the | |
ships in the background as OBI-WAN approaches QUI-GON. | |
OBI-WAN : Jar Jar is on his way to the Gungan city, Master. | |
QUI-GON's thoughts are elsewhere. | |
QUI-GON : Good. | |
OBI-WAN and QUI-GON stand silently for a moment. | |
OBI-WAN : Do you think the Queen's idea will work? | |
QUI-GON : The Gungans will not easily be swayed, and we cannot use our | |
power to help her. | |
OBI-WAN : I'm...I'm sorry for my behavior, Master. It is not my place to | |
disagree with you about the boy. I am grateful you think I am ready for the | |
trials. | |
QUI-GON looks at him for a long moment. | |
QUI-GON : You have been a good apprentice. You are much wiser than Iam, | |
Obi-Wan. I foresee you will become a great Jedi Knight. | |
EXT. NABOO SWAMP - UNDERWATER - DAY (FX) | |
JAR JAR swims down into Bubble City. | |
INT. OTOH GUNGA - CITY SQUARE | |
JAR JAR enters the main square of the bubble city. He stands, stunned, in | |
amazement and fear. He is nervous and shaking. | |
JAR JAR : Ello! Where das everybody? | |
The plaza is empty. He notices that many of the buildings are shot up as if | |
there had been a battle of some kind. | |
EXT. NABOO SWAMP LAKE - DAY | |
JAR JAR exits the swamp lake and walks over to QUEEN AMIDALA, CAPTAIN | |
PANAKA, OBI-WAN, and QUI-GON. PADME, EIRTAE, RABE, ANAKIN, and ARTOO, | |
FOUR | |
PILOTS, and EIGHT GUARDS stand in the background near the starship. | |
JAR JAR : Dare-sa nobody dare. All gone. Some kinda fight, I tink. Sorry, | |
no Gungas...no Gungas. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Do you think they have been taken to camps? | |
OBI-WAN : More likely they were wiped out. | |
JAR JAR : No...mesa no tink so. Gungan hiden. When in trouble, go to sacred | |
place. Mackineeks no find them dare. | |
QUI-GON : Do you know where they are? | |
EXT. NABOO SWAMP - DAY | |
The GROUP follows JAR JAR as he moves through the swamp. JAR JAR stops and | |
sniffs the air. The GROUP stop behind him. | |
JAR JAR : Dissen it. | |
JAR JAR makes a strange chattering noise. Suddenly, out of nowhere, CAPTAIN | |
TARPALS and SIX OTHER GUNGAN TROOPS riding on KAADUS emerge from the brush. | |
JAR JAR : (Cont'd) Heyo-dalee, Captain Tarpals. | |
CAPT. TARPALS : Binks!! Noah gain! | |
JAR JAR : We comen to see da boss. | |
CAPTIAN TARPALS rolls his eyes. | |
CAPT. TARPALS : Ouch time, Binks... Ouch time for all-n youse. | |
EXT. NABOO SACRED TEMPLE RUINS - DAY | |
JAR JAR, QUEEN AMIDALA, ANAKIN, ARTOO, QUI-GON, OBI-WAN, PADME, RABE, | |
EIRTAE, and the rest of her group are led through a clearing full of GUNGAN | |
refugees. At the far end are the ruins of a grand temple with massive | |
carved heads. BOSS NASS and several other COUNCIL MEMBERS walk out on the | |
top of a three-quarter-submerged head. | |
BOSS NASS : Jar Jar, yousa payen dis time. Who's da uss-en others?? | |
QUEEN AMIDALA steps forward. CAPTAIN PANAKA and the JEDI stand behind her. | |
AMIDALA : I am Queen Amidala of the Naboo...I come before you in peace. | |
BOSS NASS : Naboo biggen. Yousa bringen da Mackineeks... Dya busten uss-en | |
omm. Yousa all bombad. Yousa all die'n, mesa tink. | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA and HALF A DOZEN GUARDS and PILOTS look around nervously, | |
and the GUNGAN TROOPS lower their long power poles. The JEDI stay relaxed. | |
ANAKIN watches everything with great interest. | |
AMIDALA : We wish to form an alliance... | |
Suddenly, PADME steps forward. | |
PADME : Your Honor... | |
ARTOO whistles a quiet "uh oh." | |
BOSS NASS : Whosa dis? | |
PADME : I am Queen Amidala (points to Queen) This is my decoy...my | |
protection...my loyal bodyguard. | |
ANAKIN is stunned. OBI-WAN and QUI-GON give each other a knowing look. | |
PADME : (Cont'd) ...I am sorry for my deception, but under the | |
circumstances it has become necessary to protect myself. Although we do not | |
always agree, Your Honor, our two great societies have always lived in | |
peace...until now. The Trade Federation has destroyed all that we have | |
worked so hard to build. You are in hiding, my people are in camps. If we | |
do not act quickly, all will be lost forever...I ask you to help us...no, I | |
beg you to help us. | |
PADME drops to her knees and prostrates herself before BOSS NASS. There is | |
a gasp from CAPTAIN PANAKA, HIS TROOPS, and the HANDMAIDENS. | |
PADME : (Cont'd) We are your humble servants...our fate is in your hands. | |
Slowly, CAPTAIN PANAKA and his TROOPS bow down before the GUNGAN COUNCIL. | |
Then the HANDMAIDENS, ANAKIN, and finally the JEDI. The GUNGANS are puzzled | |
by this. BOSS NASS begins to laugh. | |
BOSS NASS : Yousa no tinken yousa greater den da Gungans.. Mesa like dis. | |
Maybe wesa bein friends. | |
INT. NABOO PALACE - THRONE ROOM - DAY | |
NUTE, RUNE, and DARTH MAUL walk with a hologram of DARTH SIDIOUS. | |
NUTE : ...we've sent out patrols. We've already located their starship in | |
the swamp....It won't be long, My Lord. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : This is an unexpected move for her. It's too aggresive.. | |
Lord Maul, be mindful. | |
DARTH MAUL : Yes, my Master. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : Be patient... Let them make the first move. | |
EXT. NABOO EDGE OF SWAMP GRASS PLAINS - DAY | |
A GUNGAN SENTRY sits on top of the ancient temple heah, searching the | |
landscape with a pair of electrobinoculars. He sees something and yells | |
down to ANAKIN at the foot of the statue. | |
GUNGAN LOOKOUT : Daza comen! | |
ANAKIN : All right. They're here! | |
ANAKIN yells and runs over to PADME and the JEDI, who are discussing a | |
battle plan with FIVE GUNGAN GENERALS. SABE and EIRTAE stand nearby. BOSS | |
NASS puts his arm around JAR JAR. | |
BOSS NASS : Yousa doen grand. Jar Jar bringen da Naboo together. | |
JAR JAR : Oh, no, no, no... | |
BOSS NASS : So, wesa maken yousa Bombad General. | |
JAR JAR : General??! Oh, no.. | |
JAR JAR's eyes roll back, his tongue flops out and he faints. | |
FOUR SPEEDERS pull up to the GROUP. CAPTAIN PANAKA and a DOZEN OR SO | |
GUARDS | |
and PILOT pile out and join the group. | |
PADME : What is the situation? | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Almost everyone's in camps. A few hundred police and guards | |
have formed an underground movement. I brought as many of the keaders as I | |
could. The Federation Army's also much larger than we thought, and much | |
stronger. Your Highness, this is a battle I do not think we can win. | |
PADME : The battle is a diversion. The Gungans must draw theDroid Army away | |
from the cities. We can enter the city using the secret passages on the | |
waterfall side. Once we get to the main entrance, Captain Pnaka will create | |
a diversion, so that we can enter the palace and capture the Viceroy. | |
Without the Viceroy, they will be lost and confused. | |
QUI-GON and OBI-WAN look on with interest. | |
PADME : (Cont'd) What do you think, Master Jedi? | |
QUI-GON : The Viceroy will be well guarded. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : The difficulty's getting into the throne room. Once we're | |
inside, we shouldn't have a problem. | |
QUI-GON : There is a possibility with this diversion many Gungans will be | |
killed. | |
BOSS NASS : Wesa ready to do are-sa part. | |
JAR JAR smiles a very worried and sheepish grin. ANAKIN watches with | |
interest, as does ARTOO. | |
PADME : We have a plan which should immobilize the Droid Army. We will send | |
what pilots we have to knock out the Droid control ship which is orbiting | |
the planet. If we can get past their rayshields, we can sever communication | |
and their droids will be helpless. | |
QUI-GON : A well-conceived plan. However, there's great risk. The weapons | |
on your fighters may not penetrate the shields on the control ship. | |
OBI-WAN : And there's an even bigger danger. If the Vicroy escapes, Your | |
Highness, he will return with another droid army. | |
PADME : That is why we must not fail to get to the Viceroy. Everything | |
depends on it. | |
INT. THEED - PALACE - THRONE ROOM - DAY | |
NUTE, RUNE, DARTH MAUL, OOM-9, and a hologram of DARTH SIDIOUS walk through | |
the throne room. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : ...she is more foolish than I thought. | |
NUTE : We are sending all available troops to meet this army of hers | |
assembling near the swamp. It appears to be made up of primitives. We do | |
not expect much resistance. | |
OOM-9 : I am increasing security at all Naboo detention camps. | |
DARTH MAUL : I feel there is more to this, My Master. The two Jedi may be | |
using the Queen for their own purposes. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : The Jedi cannot become involved. They can only protect the | |
Queen. Even Qui-Gon Jinn will not break that conenant.... This will work to | |
our advantage... | |
NUTE : I have your approval to proceed then, My Lord. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS : Proceed. Wipe them put...all of them. INT. NABOO SWAMP LAKE | |
- DAY (FX) | |
All is peaceful. SMALL CRITTERS drink out of a large swamp lake. Suddenly | |
there is a disturbance in the middle of the lake. A rush of bubbles, then a | |
GUNGAN SOLDIER riding a KAADU emerges from the water, followed by SEVERAL | |
OTHERS. FROGS and OTHER LITTLE ANIMALS flee in all directions as the GUNGAN | |
ARMY marches through the swamp. The KAADU shake themselves off as they exit | |
the lake. When JAR JAR's KAADU shakes off, JAR JAR falls off. | |
SOLDIERS on huge, lizard-like FAMBAAS with large shield generators mounted | |
on their backs follow the marching WARRIORS. The GUNGAN ARMY heads out of | |
the swamp and onto the rolling grassy hills. | |
HUNDREDS OF GUNGAN WARRIORS march in lon lines toward the horizon. | |
Federation tanks move up to a ridge and stop. In the distance they see the | |
GUNGAN ARMY marching toward them. The GUNGAN GENERAL CEEL sees the tanks on | |
the ridge and orders a halt. The GUNGANS are spread out in a large line. | |
JAR JAR is nervous. GENERAL CEEL signals to the shield operators. | |
GENERAL CEEL : Energize the shields. | |
A red ray shoots out of the generator and blasts into a large dish on the | |
back of a second FAAMBA and spreads like an umbrella over the assembled | |
WARRIORS. | |
EXT. THEED - CENTRAL PLAZA - DAY | |
PADME, followed by EIRTAE, OBI-WAN, QUI-GON, ANAKIN, and ARTOO, stealthily | |
makes her way toward the entrance to the main hanger. They are followed by | |
about TWENTY NABOO GUARDS, PILOTS, and TROOPS. They stop, and PADME uses a | |
small red laser light to signal across the plaza to CAPTAIN PANAKA, RABE | |
and TWENTY OTHER ASSORTED NABOO TROOPS. They signal back. QUI-GON leans | |
over to ANAKIN. | |
QUI-GON : Once we get inside, Annie, you find a safe placeto hide and stay | |
there. | |
ANAKIN : Sure. | |
QUI-GON : And stay there! | |
DROID TROOPS mill about the tank-filled plaza. At the far end of the plaza, | |
SEVERAL DROIDS begin to run and fire. NABOO SOLDIERS begin to fire back at | |
the BATTLE DROIDS. | |
As the ruckus erupts at one end of the plaza, PADME and her TROOPS rush | |
into the main hanger. CAPTAIN PANAKA and HIS SOLDIERS continue to engage | |
the DROIDS outside. | |
INT. THEED - CENTRAL HANGER - DAY | |
ALARMS ARE SOUNDING a PADME, the JEDI, ANAKIN, EIRTAE, and PADME's TROOPS | |
rush into the hanger. BATTLE DROIDS begin firing at them as they run for | |
cover. ANAKIN runs under a Naboo fighter. The JEDI deflect bolts aimed at | |
PADME back onto the BATTLE DROIDS, causing them to EXPLODE. | |
INT. THEED - PALACE THRONE ROOM - DAY | |
NUTE, RUNE, and FOUR COUNCIL MEMBERS watch the plaza battle on a large view | |
screen. | |
NUTE : I thought the battle was going to take place far from here...this is | |
too close! | |
RUNE : What is going on? | |
DARTH MAUL enters the throne room. | |
DARTH MAUL : I told you there was more to this...the Jedi are involved. | |
EXT. NABOO GRASS PLAINS - DAY (FX) | |
The Federation tanks begin to fire on the GUNGANS, but they are protected | |
by their energy shield. The tanks stop firing, and the GUNGANS CHEER, until | |
they see the doors to the massive transports open, and racks of BATTLE | |
DROIDS are pulled out and lined up by a squad of STAPS. | |
The BATTLE DROIDS reconfigure into their standing position. The GUNGANS get | |
ready for an attack. OOM-9 gives the command to move forward, and THOUSANDS | |
OF DROIDS march toward the GUNGANS. | |
The GUNGANS power up their weapons. The DROIDS slowly march through the | |
protective shield and start firing. The GUNGANS throw their power poles and | |
fling small balls of energy with slingshots. The WARRIORS dump large balls | |
of energy into mortars that heat up and fire the energy goo onto the BATTLE | |
DROIDS, causing them to short out. | |
The battle rages and the GUNGANS defend their shield generators against the | |
ARMY OF DROIDS. OOM-9 watches from a tank on a hill overlooking the battle. | |
INT. THEED - CENTRAL HANGER - DAY | |
ANAKIN hides behind one of the Naboo fighters, ducking as large bolts whiz | |
past and EXPLODE near him. PADME and the TWO JEDI destroy BATTLE DROIDS | |
right and left. The QUEEN'S TROOPS and EIRTAE also blast away at the | |
DROIDS. PADME signals to her pilots. | |
PADME : Get to your ships! | |
The PILOTS and ARTOO UNITS run for the Naboo fighter craft stacked in the | |
hanger bay. ONE OF THE PILOTS jumps into a fighter right above where ANAKIN | |
is hiding. | |
FIGHTER PILOT : Better find a new hiding place, kid. I'm taking this ship. | |
The ship begins to levitate out of the hanger. BATTLE DROIDS fire at it as | |
it falls in behind five other fighters. ARTOO whistles to ANAKIN from a | |
second fighter not far away. ANAKIN runs and jumps into the second fighter | |
to hide. | |
EXT. THEED - CENTRAL PLAZA - DAY (FX) | |
Two Naboo starfighters exit the main hanger. A tank fires at them, hitting | |
one of them, which causes it to pinwheel into the ground and EXPLODE. | |
INT. THEED - CENTRAL HANGER - DAY | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA, SABE and NABOO TROOPS rush into the hanger and overwlm the | |
few remaining BATTLE DROIDS. PADME, OBI-WAN, and QUI-GON join forces with | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA. | |
PADME : My guess is the Viceroy is in the throne room. | |
She looks to QUI-GON. | |
QUI-GON : I agree. | |
They start to head for the exit, on the way passing the fighter where | |
ANAKIN is hiding. ARTOO whistles a greeting as ANAKIN peeps out of the | |
cockpit. | |
ANAKIN : Hey! Wait for me. | |
QUI-GON : No, Annie, you stay there. Stay right where you are. | |
ANAKNI : But, I... | |
QUI-GON : Stay in that cockpit. | |
They head for the exit. As they are about to go through the door, suddenly | |
everyone scatters, revealing DARTH MAUL standing in the doorway. CAPTAIN | |
PANAKA, PADME, and HER TROOPS back away. QUI-GON and OBI-WAN step forward. | |
QUI-GON : (Cont'd) We'' handle this... | |
The TWO JEDI take off their capes and ignite their laser swords. DARTH MAUL | |
takes off his cape, and ignites his laser sword. Both ends of the sword | |
light up. | |
At the far end of the hanger, SIX WHEEL DROIDS roll in and transform into | |
their battle position. ARTOO calls ANAKIN's attention to the DROIDS. The | |
JEDI begin to fight the Sith Lord. | |
ANAKIN : Oh, no... | |
The DROIDS begin to advance and start firing on PADME and HER TROOPS. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) We gotta do something, Artoo. | |
ARTOO whistles a reply. Suddenly, the ship's systems go on, and the ship | |
begins to levitate. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) All right, thanks Artoo! Great idea! I'll take over. | |
Let's see... | |
ANAKIN steers the ship toward the DROIDS. He pushes a button, and the ship | |
begins to shake. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Where's the trigger? Oops, wrong one.. Maybe this one.... | |
ANAKIN pushes a second button, and the lasers begin to fire, wiping out | |
several DESTROYER DROIDS. ARTOO whistles a cheer. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Yeah, all right. "Droid blaster." Yeah! | |
The JEDI are engaged in a fierce sword fight with DARTH MAUL. They have | |
moved into the center of the hanger. While the WHEEL DROIDS are momentarily | |
distracted by ANAKIN, CAPTAIN PANAKA, PADME, and HER TROOPS exit into a | |
palace hallway. | |
The WHEEL DROIDS start firing at ANAKIN. There are EXPLOSIONS all around | |
him. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Oops...shield up! Always on the right...shields always on | |
the right. | |
ANAKIN flips several switches, and the after-burner ignites. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) I know we're moving. I'll shut the energy drive down. | |
The fighter rockets out of the hanger. ARTOO and ANAKIN hold on for dear | |
life. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Oops!! Wrong one. | |
ARTOO beeps. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) I'm not doing anything! | |
ARTOO beeps. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) I know...I didn't push anything. | |
The SITH LORD's moves are incredible. He is fighting the TWO JEDI at once, | |
flipping into the air, outmaneuvering them at every turn. | |
INT. NABOO STARFIGHTER - COCKPIT - SPACE | |
The Naboo fleet leaves the planet and heads toward the space station. | |
RIC OLIE : Bravo Flight A, take on the fighters. Flight B, make the run on | |
the transmitter. | |
BRAVO TWO : Roger, Bravo Leader. | |
The fleet approaches the space station. Many Federation fighters exit the | |
hangers and attack. | |
RIC OLIE : Enemy fighters straight ahead! | |
EXT. NABOO GRASS PALINS - DAY | |
JAR JAR's clumsiness works for him in the battle. He gets caught up in the | |
wiring of a blasted DROID, dragging the torso around with him, the DROID's | |
gun firing randomly, accidently blasting SEVERAL DROIDS in one process. | |
OOM-9 decides to send in the WHEEL DROIDS and gives the signal. HUNDREDS OF | |
WHEEL DROIDS roll out of the transports and head down toward the battle. | |
They slowly roll through the deflector shields, then transform themselves | |
once they get on the other side. The GUNGANS blast the WHEEL DROIDS with | |
energy balls. The DESTROYER DROIDS blast many GUNGANS. | |
INT. NABOO STARFIGHTER - COCKPIT - SPACE | |
A giant dogfight ensues. ANAKIN's fighter flies into space above Naboo. | |
ARTOO beeps a worried concern. | |
ANAKIN : The Autopilot is searching for what other ships? | |
ARTOO beeps and whistles. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) There is no manual override, Artoo. You'll have to rewire | |
it or something. | |
ARTOO chirps that he's trying. | |
ANAKIN : (cont'd) Look! There they are! That's where the autopilot is | |
taking us. | |
ANAKIN's fighter flies toward the Federation Battleship. | |
INT. THEED - CENTRAL HANGER - DAY | |
The SITH LORD drives the JEDI out of the hanger and nto the power generator | |
area next door. | |
INT. THEED - POWER GENERATOR PIT - DAY | |
Three swords are crossed in an intense display of swordmanship. The JEDI | |
and the SITH LORD fight their way across the narrow bridge of the Theed | |
power generator. DARTH MAUL jumps onto the bridge above them. The JEDI | |
follow, one in front of the SITH LORD and one behind. They continue their | |
sword fight. | |
INT. THEED - PALACE - HALLWAY - DAY | |
PADME, CAPTAIN PANAKA, EIRTAE, SABE and THIER TROOPS are trapped in a | |
hallway by BATTLE DROIDS. | |
PADME : We don't have time for this, Captain. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : Let's try the outside stairway. | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA blasts a hole in the window, and they make their way outside | |
the building onto a ledge about six stories above a raging waterfall. SABE, | |
EIRTAE and about TWENTY NABOO SOLDIERS stay in the hallway to hold off the | |
BATTLE DROIDS. | |
EXT. THEED - PALACE - OVER WATERFALL - DAY | |
PADME, CAPTAIN PANAKA, and about TEN OTHER NABOO SOLDIERS are lined up | |
along the edge. They have pulled small attachments out of their pistols and | |
fire at a ledge about four stories above them. Thin cables shoot out of the | |
pistols and are embedded into the ledge. PADME, CAPTAIN PANAKA, and the | |
OTHERS begin to climb up the wall. | |
EXT . NABOO GRASS PLAINS DAY | |
The GUNGAN ARMY is no match for the DESTROYER DROIDS. JAR JAR tries to run | |
from the BATTLE DROIDS. | |
GENERAL CEEL : Retreat! Retreat! | |
The GUNGANS begin to turn and run, on foot, on their kaadu, and in wagons. | |
JAR JAR attempts to escape on a wagon of energy balls but only manages to | |
unhitch the back gate, causing all of the energy balls to roll out of the | |
wagon and down the hill. JAR JAR scrambles to avoid being hit by one of the | |
balls. FOUR DESTROYER DROIDS aren't so lucky. They get blasted by the | |
energy balls. | |
The GUNGANS renew their attack on the DROID ARMY. JAR JAR's bumbling | |
destroys several more DESTROYER DROIDS. | |
INT. NABOO STARFIGHTER - COCKPIT -SPACE | |
ANAKIN finds himself in the middle of the space battle. A ship explodes | |
behind him (over his left shoulder). | |
ANAKIN : Whoo, boy! This is tense! | |
He looks forward to see enemy ships approaching head on. | |
ANAKN : (Cont'd) : Oops! Artoo, get us off Autopilot! | |
ARTOO screams a reply. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) I've got control? | |
ANAKIN fips switches. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Okay, let's go left! | |
He moves the controls left and the ship responds, turning left. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Yes...I've got control. You did it, Artoo! | |
ARTOO beeps | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Go back!?! Qui-Gon told me to stay in this cockpit and | |
that's what I'm gonna do. Now c'mon! | |
An enemy fighter comes into his sights. ANAKIN pushes the controls and | |
instead of firing, his fighter accelerates past the enemy ship. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Oops! Whoa! | |
Now the enemy ship is on his tail. He tries evasive maneauvers. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) I'll try spinning, that's a good trick. | |
ANAKIN rolls the ship as ARTOO screams desperately. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) I know we're in trouble! Hang on! The way out of this | |
mess is the way we got into it. | |
ARTOO beeps a reply. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Which one? This one? | |
ANAKIN yanks on the reverse thrusters and the ship slows instantly- the | |
enemy fighter shoots past and explodes against the space station. | |
INT. NABOO STARFIGHTER - COCKPIT - SPACE | |
The SQUADRON attacks the space station. | |
RIC OLIE : Bravo flight...go for the central bridge. | |
BRAVO TWO : ROger, Bravo Leader. | |
The attack is fruitless. | |
RIC OLIE : Their deflector shield is too strong. We'll never get through | |
it. | |
Meanwhile, ANAKIN is being chased by another fighter. ARTOO shrieks. | |
ANAKIN : I know, Artoo! This isn't Podracing! | |
The enemy ship fires and hits ANAKIN's fighter, sending it into a spin. | |
ARTOO screams. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) We're hit! | |
ANAKIN regains control as his ship enters the space station hanger. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Great gobs of bantha poo-doo! | |
ANAKIN's ship dodges parked transport ships and other obstacles. A huge | |
bulkhead blocks his way. ARTOO beeps. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) I'm trying to stop! I'm trying to stop! Whoa! | |
ANAKIN hits the reverse thrusters and the ship skids to a stop on the | |
hanger deck. ARTOO givesout a worried whistle. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) All right! All right! Get the system started! | |
ANAKIN ducks down to adjust a control panel. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Everything's overheated. All the lights are red. | |
ARTOO sees DROIDS appraoching, and beeps frantically. | |
INT. THEED - POWER GENERATOR PIT - DAY | |
The laser sword battle continues on the small catwalk around the vast power | |
pit. DARTH MAUL kicks OBI-WAN off one of the ramps and he falls several | |
levels. QUI-GON knocks the DARK LORD off another ramp, and he lands hard on | |
a ramp two levels below. QUI-GON jumps down after him. The DARK LORD backs | |
away along the catwalk into a small door. QUI-GON follows as OBI-WAN runs | |
to catch up. | |
INT. THEED - POWER GENERATOR ELECRIC BEAM - HALLWAY | |
The SITH LORD, followed by QUI-GON, enters a long hallway filled with a | |
series of deadly rays that go on and off in a pulsing pattern that shoots | |
down the corridor every minute or so. DARTH MAUL makes it down several | |
walls of deadly rays before they close. QUI-GON is one wall away from the | |
DARK LORD. OBI-WAN is just starting into it and is five walls way from | |
DARTH MAUL. | |
The JEDI must wait until the next pulse to advance down the corridor. | |
OBI-WAN is impatient and paces, waiting for the wall of rays to open. | |
QUI-GON sits and meditates. The SITH LORD tries to patch up his wounds. | |
INT. THEED - PALACE - HALLWAY TO THRONE ROOM | |
A window in the hallway blasts apart. PADME, CAPTAIN PANAKA, and HER | |
SOLDIERS climb into the hallway. They head for the door to the throne roo. | |
Suddenly, two DESTROYER DROIDS skitter in front of the door. PADME turns | |
around and sees TWO MORE appear at the far end of the hallway, trapping | |
them in the middle. | |
PADME throws down her pistol and turns to CAPTAIN PANAKA. | |
PADME : Throw down your weapons. They win this round. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : But we can't.... | |
PADME : Captain, I said throw down your weapons. | |
CAPTAIN PANAKA and HIS MEN throw down their weapons. | |
EXT. NABOO GRASS PLAINS - DAY | |
A DESTROYER DROID blasts one of the shield generators, causing it to | |
EXPLODE. The protective shield begins to weaken and fall apart.OOM-9 sees | |
the shield weaken and orders his tanks forward. The GUNGAN GENERAL signals | |
a retreat as the tanks enter the battle. | |
The GUNGANS flee as fast as they can. JAR JAR is blown off his KAADU and | |
lands on one of the tank guns. A GUNGAN WARRIOR signals JAR JAR to jump | |
off. JAR JAR is afraid. The gun swings around trying to knock JAR JAR off. | |
JAR JAR hangs from the tank barrel as it moves along. Finally, he jumps | |
onto a KAADU behind a GUNGAN WARRIOR. EXPLOSIONS from the tank fire are | |
everywhere. It is chaos. | |
INT. THEED - POWER GENERATOR ELECTRIC BEAM - HALLWAY | |
The electric rays cycle as QUI-GON sits meditating. The wall of the deadly | |
rays turn away, and OBI-WAN starts running toward QUI-GON and the DARK | |
LORD. When the wall between QUI-GON and DARTH MAUL opens, QUI-GON is in a | |
split second fighting the DARK LORD with a ferocity not seen before. They | |
move into the area at the end of the corridor called the melting pit, a | |
small area that is mostly made up of a deep hole. | |
The electron ray gates begin to close. OBI-WAN tries to make it to the | |
melting pit but is caught one gate short. He slides to a stop just before | |
he hits the deadly electron field. | |
QUI-GON and DARTH MAUL battle around the melting pit as a frustrated | |
OBI-WAN watches. | |
DARTH MAUL cathces QUI-GON off guard. The SITH makes a quick move, bashes | |
his lightsaber handle into QUI-GON's chin, and runs him through. QUI-GON | |
slumps to the floor in a heap. | |
EXT. NABOO GRASS PLAINS - DAY | |
The GUNGANS have beeb overrun. Some flee into the hills, chased by BATTLE | |
DROIDS on STAPS. Many OTHERS are herded into groups by BATTLE DROIDS and | |
DESTROYER DROIDS. | |
JAR JAR and GENERAL CEEL are held in a small group with OTHER OFFICERS. | |
JAR JAR : Dissa bad, berry bombad. | |
GENERAL CEEL : Mesa hopen dissa working for da Queen. | |
INT. THED - PALACE THRONE ROOM - DAY | |
PADME, CAPTAIN PANAKA, and SIX OTHER OFFICERS are brought by TEN BATTLE | |
DROIDS before NUTE and RUNE and FOUR NEIMOIDIAN COUNCIL MEMBERS. | |
NUTE : Your little insurrection is at an end, Your Highness. Time for you | |
to sign the treaty...and end this pointless debate in the Senate. | |
SADBE dressed like the Queen appears in the doorway with SEVERAL TROOPS. | |
Several destroyed battle droids can be seen in the distance. | |
SABE : I will not be signing any treaty, Viceroy, because you've lost! | |
NUTE and THE OTHERS are stunned to see a SECOND QUEEN. NUTE yells at the | |
TEN GUARDS in the room. | |
NUTE : After her! This one is a decoy! | |
SIX OF THE DROIDS rush out of the throne room after SABE. NUTE turns to | |
PADME. | |
NUTE : (Cont'd) Your Queen will not get away with this. | |
PADME slumps down on her throne and immediately hits a security button that | |
opens a panel in her desk opposite CAPTAIN PANAKA. | |
PADME grabs two pistols, tosses one of the to CAPTAIN PANAKA and one to an | |
OFFICER. She takes a third pistol and BLASTS the last of the BATTLE DROIDS. | |
The OFFICERS rush to the door control panel as PADME hits the switch to | |
close the door. The OFFICER at the door jams the controls. CAPTAIN PANAKA | |
throws more pistols to the OTHER GUARDS. The NEIMODIANS are confused and | |
afraid. | |
PADME : Now, Viceroy, this is the end of your occupation here. | |
NUTE : Don't be absurd. There are too few of you. It won't be long before | |
hundreds of destroyer droids break in to rescue us. | |
INT. THEED - POWER GENERATOR - MELTING PIT | |
OBI-WAN screams as the pulsing electron gate opens, and the SITH LORD | |
attacks him. The DARK LORD is relentless in his assault on the young JEDI. | |
OBI-WAN and DARTH MAUL use the Force to fling objects at each other as they | |
fight. DARTH MAUL seems to have the upper hand as OBI-WAN grows weary. | |
DARTH MAUL catches OBI-WAN off guard, and the JEDI slips into a melting | |
pit. He is barely able to hold onto a nozzle on the side of the pit. DARTH | |
MAUL grin evilly at OBI-WAN as he kicks OBI-WAN's lightsaber down the | |
endless shaft. | |
The SITH LORD smiles as he goes in for the kill. At the last moment, | |
OBI-WAN jumps up out of the pit, calls QUI-GON's lightsaber to hi, throwing | |
DARTH MAUL off. The young JEDI swings with a vengeance, cutting the SITH | |
down. DARTH MAUL falls into the melting pit to his death. | |
OBI-WAN rushes over to QUI-GON, who is dying. | |
OBI-WAN : Master! Master! | |
QUI-GON : It is too late...It's... | |
OBI-WAN : No! | |
QUI-GON : Obi-Wan promise...promise me you'll train the boy... | |
OBI-WAN : Yes, Master... | |
QUI-GON : He is the chosen one...he will...bring balance...train him! | |
QUI-GON dies. OBI-WAN cradles his Master, quietly weeping. | |
INT. NABOO STARFIGHTER - COCKPIT - FEDERATION HANGER | |
ANAKIN peeks over the edge of the cockpit to see BATTLE DROIDS surrounding | |
the ship. He ducks back down. | |
ANAKIN : Uh oh. This is not good. | |
He looks at the dashboard to see red lights. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) The systems are still overheated, Artoo. | |
The BATTLE DROID CAPTAIN walks up to the ship and sees ARTOO. | |
BATTLE DROID CAPTAIN : Where's your pilot? | |
ARTOO beeps a reply. | |
BATTLE DROID CAPTAIN : (Cont'd) You're the pilot? | |
ARTOO whistles. | |
BATTLE DROID CAPTAIN : (Cont'd) Let me see your identification! | |
ANAKIN sees the dashboard lights go from red to green. | |
ANAKIN : Yes...we have ignition. | |
He flips the switch and the engine starts. | |
BATTLE DROID CAPTAIN : (seeing Anakin) You! Come out of there or we'll | |
blast you! | |
ANAKIN : Not if I can help it! Shields up! | |
ANAKIN flips a switch and the ship levitates, knocking over the BATTLE | |
DROID CAPTAIN. The OTHER DROIDS shoot, but the lasers are deflected by | |
ANAKIN's shields. ARTOO beeeps. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) This should stop them. | |
ANAKIN fires lasers as the ship begins to rotate. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) ...and take this! | |
He presses a button and launches two torpedos which miss the DROIDS. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Darn...I missed! | |
The two torpedos fly down a hallway and explode inside the reactor room. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Let's get out of here! | |
ANAKIN's ship roars through the hanger deck, bouncing over the DROIDS. | |
ANAKIN : (Cont'd) Now, this is Podracing! Whoopee! | |
INT. FEDERATION BATTLESHIP - BRIDGE | |
TEY HOW turns to CAPTAIN DOFINE. | |
TEY HOW : Sir, we're losing power... There is some problem with the main | |
reactor... | |
DOFINE : Impossible!! I don't... | |
The bridge explodes. | |
INT. NABOO FIGHTER - COCKPIT - SPACE | |
RIC OLIE watches in amazement as the Federation battleship starts to | |
explode from the inside out. | |
BRAVO TWO : What's that?? It's blowing up from the inside. | |
RIC OLIE : I don't know, we didn't hit it. | |
BRAVO THREE : Look! One of ours! Outta the main hold!! | |
EXT. NABOO GRASS PLAINS - DAY | |
Suddenly, all of the DROIDS begin to shake upside down, run around in | |
circles, then stop. The GUNGANS carefully move out to inspect the FROZEN | |
DROIDS. JAR JAR pushes one of the BATTLE DROIDS, and it falls over. | |
JAR JAR : Wierdind... | |
EXT. THEED - CENTRAL HANGER - DAY | |
ANAKIN and ARTOO follow the squad of yellow Naboo starfighters into the | |
main hanger. | |
INT. THEED - CENTRAL HANGER - DAY | |
RIC OLIE and the OTHER PILOTS gather around as thye exit their ships. | |
BRAVO TWO : He flew into the hold, behind the deflector shield and blasted | |
the main reactor... | |
BRAVO THREE : Amazing... They don't teach that in the academy. | |
ANAKIN's ship skids to a stop behind the other Naboo starfighters. RIC | |
OLIE, BRAVO TWO, the OTHER PILOTS, and GROUND CREW rush to his ship. | |
RIC OLIE : We're all accounted for. Who flew that ship? | |
ANAKIN sheepishly opens the cockpit and stands up. All the PILOTS stare in | |
amazement. | |
ANAKIN : I'm not going to get into trouble, am I? | |
ARTOO beeps. oh. oh. | |
INT. MAIN HANGER - COURTYARD - DAY | |
The large, grand cruiser of the Supreme Chancellor lands in the courtyard | |
of the main hanger. CAPTAIN PANAKA and TWENTY TROOPS guard NUTE GUNRAY and | |
RUNE HAAKO. OBI-WAN, the QUEEN, and her HANDMAIDENS stand before the | |
NEIMOIDIANS. | |
PADME : Now, Viceroy, you are going to have to go back to the Senate and | |
explain all this. | |
CAPT. PANAKA : I think you can kiss your Trade franchise goodbye. | |
The main ramp of the cruiser is lowered as OBI-WAN and CAPTAIN PANAKA lead | |
the VICEROY and HIS ASSISTANT toward the ship. The GRAND CHANCELLOR | |
PALPATINE and SEVERAL REPUBLIC GUARDS descend the walkway, followed by YODA | |
and SEVERAL OTHER JEDI MASTERS. | |
The CHANCELLOR PALPATINE is greeted by the QUEEN. | |
AMIDALA : Congratulations on youer election, Chancellor. It is so good to | |
see you again. | |
PALPATINE : It's good to be home. Your boldness has saved our people, Your | |
Majesty. It is you who should be congratulated. Together we shall bring | |
peace and prosperity to the Republic. | |
OBI-WAN greets YODA and the OTHER JEDI as CAPTAIN PANAKA takes the | |
NEIMODIANS onto the cruiser. | |
INT. TURRET ROOM - NABOO PALACE - LATE DAY | |
The sun streams into the multi-windowed room at a low angle. It is not | |
quite sunset. YODA paces before OBI-WAN, who is kneeling in the center of | |
the room. | |
YODA : Confer on you, the level of Jedi Knight the Coucil does. But agree | |
on you taking this boy as your Padawan learner, I do not. | |
OBI-WAN : Qui-Gon believed in him. I believe in Qui-Gon. | |
YODA : The Chosen One the boy may be; nevertheless, grave danger I fear in | |
his training. | |
OBI-WAN : Master Yoda, Igave Qui-Gon my word. I will train Anakin. Without | |
the approval of the Council if I must. | |
YODA : Qui-Gon's defiance I sense in you. Need that, you do not. Agree, the | |
council does. Your apprentice, young Skywalker will be. | |
EXT. THEED - CENTRAL PLAZA - FUNERAL TEMPLE STEPS - SUNSET | |
QUI-GON's body goes up in flames as the JEDI COUNCIL, the QUEEN, SIO | |
BIBBLE, CAPTAIN PANAKA, the HANDMAIDENS, and ABOUT ONE HUNDRED NABOO | |
TROOPES, TWENTY OTHER JEDI, PALPATINE, OBI-WAN (standing with ANAKIN), JAR | |
JAR, BOSS NASS, and TWENTY OTHER GUNGAN WARRIORS watch. There is a drum | |
roll that stops. Doves are released, and the body is gone. ANAKIN looks to | |
OBI-WAN. | |
OBI-WAN : He is one with the Force, Anakin...You must let go. | |
ANAKIN : What will happen to me now? | |
OBI-WAN : I am your Master now. You will become a Jedi, I promise. | |
To one side, MACE WINDU turns to YODA. | |
MACE WINDU : There is no doubt. The mysterious warrior was a Sith. | |
YODA : Always two there are....no more...no less. A maste and an | |
apprentice. | |
MACE WINDU : But which one was destroyed, the master or the apprentice? | |
They give each other a concerned look. | |
EXT. THEED - CENTRAL PLAZA - DAY | |
CHILDEREN SING and throw flowers on the passing GUNGAN SOLDIERS. The CROWDS | |
CHEER. It is a grand parade. | |
QUEEN AMIDALA stands next to the SUPREME CHANCELLOR PALPATINE, ANAKIN, | |
OBI-WAN, SIO BIBBLE, and the JEDI COUNCIL. ARTOO stands in front of the | |
QUEEN'S HANDMAIDENS and whistles at the parade. QUEEN AMIDALA and PALPATINE | |
smile at one another | |
In the parade are BOSS NASS and his GUARDS, JAR JAR and GENERAL CEEL. The | |
GUNGANS ride KAADU. They stop before the QUEEN and walk up the steps to | |
stand by her side.BOSS NASS holds up the Globe of Peace. EVERYONE CHEERS. | |
The parade marches on. | |
IRIS OUT | |
End titles | |
OVER BLACK | |
We hear labored breathing. | |
BLACK FRAME | |
QUOTE APPEARS: | |
"Revenge is a dish | |
best served cold" | |
- Old Klingon Proverb - | |
QUOTE FADES OUT | |
WE STAY ON BLACK | |
...breathing continues... | |
Then a MAN'S VOICE talks over the breathing; | |
MAN'S VOICE (O.S.) | |
Do you find me sadistic? | |
CUT TO: | |
BLACK AND WHITE CU of a WOMAN | |
lying on the floor, looking up. The woman on the floor has | |
just taken a severe spaghetti-western-style gang beating. Her | |
face is bloody, beaten up, and torn. The high contrast B W | |
turning the red blood into black blood. | |
A hand belonging to the off-screen Man's Voice ENTERS FRAME | |
holding a white handkerchief with the name "BILL" sewn in the | |
corner, and begins tenderly wiping away the blood from the | |
young woman's face. Little by little as the Male Voice | |
speaks, the beautiful face underneath is revealed to the | |
audience. | |
But what can't be wiped away, is the white hot hate that | |
shines in both eyes at the man who stands over her, the | |
"BILL" of the title. | |
In another age men who shook the world for their own purposes | |
were called conquerors. In our age, the men who shake the | |
planet for their own power and greed are called corrupters. | |
And of the world's corrupters Bill stands alone. For while he | |
corrupts the world, inside himself he is pure. | |
BILL'S VOICE (O.S.) | |
I bet I could fry an egg on your | |
head about now, if I wanted to. | |
He continues wiping away the blood. | |
BILL'S VOICE (O.S.) | |
No kiddo, I'd like to believe, even | |
now, you're aware enough to know | |
there isn't a trace of sadism in | |
my actions... Okay - Maybe towards | |
these other jokers - bot not your. | |
OVERHEAD SHOT | |
We see for a moment, A WIDE SHOT looking down at the woman on | |
the floor. Bill (from behind) bent down over her. Four others | |
in black suits, standing over her (three are female, one is | |
male). And about four DEAD BODIES lying in their own blood. | |
We also see we're in a wedding chapel that's been redecorated | |
by blood death and gunfire. And firstly or lastly, depending | |
on the viewer, that the woman on the floor is dressed in a | |
white bridal gown. | |
This woman is our Heroine, and from this moment forth she | |
will only be referred to as The BRIDE. | |
Back to CU of The BRIDE. | |
The BRIDE on the floor. Her pretty face is wiped clean. | |
BILL'S VOICE (O.S.) | |
No Kiddo at this moment, this is me | |
at my most masochistic. | |
While still in her CU The Bride speaks for the first time in | |
the picture. She looks up at the man standing over her and | |
says; | |
THE BRIDE | |
Bill, I'm pregnant. It's your baby. | |
After saying the "y" in "baby", we hear a BANG and The Bride | |
receives a bullet in the side of her head. | |
CUT TO: | |
BLACK SCREEN: Presentation Credit | |
"The 4th Film by | |
QUENTIN TARANTINO" | |
CUT TO: | |
B W CU of a Young MAN in a TUXEDO. Shot to death. | |
The BRIDE speaks to us in a VO; | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
That's Tim, Arthur's best friend. | |
CU A PRETTY YOUNG WOMAN in a frilly pink dress with two | |
bullet holes in her. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
That's his girlfriend Janeen. | |
CU A PLUMP YOUNG WOMAN, shot to death, wedding bouquet still | |
clutched in her dead fist. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
That's my best friend from work | |
Erica. | |
AN OLDER MAN IN A BLACK SUIT shot fulla holes. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
That's the minister. I think his | |
name was Reverend Hillhouse. | |
A DEAD OLDER WOMAN by his side in an old-fashioned flower | |
print dress. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
That's his wife. | |
A DEAD OLDER WOMAN slumped over an organ. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
Organ player, don't know her name. | |
A YOUNG MAN IN A TUXEDO WITH HIS FACE BLOWN OFF. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
That's Arthur. Arthur Plympton. The | |
name on his driver's license was | |
Charles Arthur Plympton, but for | |
some reason he preferred Arthur. | |
Maybe if he went by Carles people | |
would have called him Charlie. If | |
that was his reason for going by | |
Arthur I can understand it. | |
Nothing wrong with the name | |
Charlie, except he didn't look like | |
a Charlie, he looked like an | |
Arthur. | |
Obviously you'll have to take my | |
word on this. Speaking of names, I | |
was about two seconds away from | |
becoming Mrs. Charles Arthur | |
Plympton. | |
And then finally, The Bride. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
And that, that's me. I'm the Bride. | |
We do a DISSOLVE from the Bride looking dead in the bridal | |
gown | |
To | |
The Bride, still in B W, still in a bridal gown, but the | |
asswippin she took in the scene before must have been in the | |
past, because she looks like a million dollars | |
now.......three million even. | |
INT. CAR (MOVING) - NIGHT | |
The Bride behind the wheel of a Volkswagen Karman Ghia | |
convertible. Her long blodne hair whipping in the wind. A | |
PROCESS SHOT PLAYS behind her. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
Looked dead, didn't I? Well I | |
wasn't, but it wasn'T for lack fo | |
trying, I can tell you that. | |
Actually Bill's last bullet put me | |
in a coma. A coma I was to lie in | |
for five years. | |
When I woke up, ...I went on what | |
the movie advertisements refer to | |
as a Roaring Rampage of Revenge. I | |
roarded and I rampaged and I got | |
bloody satisfaction. In all, I've | |
killed 33 people to get to this | |
piont right now. | |
I have only one more. | |
The last one. | |
The one I'M driving to right now. | |
The only one left. | |
And when I arrive at my | |
destination..... | |
.... I'm gonna Kill Bill. | |
TITLE SEQUENCE | |
As a female-sung ballad of heartbreaking lament plays on the | |
soundtrack, we see the credits of "Kill Bill" play over the | |
Bride in her bridal gown, driving to the film's climax. | |
The sequence ends with the Bride arriving at Bill's home. | |
WE FADE TO BLACK | |
BLACK FRAME | |
TITLE APPEARS: | |
Chapter one | |
"2" | |
CUT TO: | |
EX CU The BRIDE's EYEBALL IN GLORIOUS COLOR | |
WE CUT OUT ONE...TWO...THREE...TO A | |
CU of The BRIDE IN GLORIOUS COLOR | |
She's sitting in a parked pickup truck. Her eyes focused on | |
something. | |
The BRIDE'S POV: | |
A very homey three-bedroom house in the affluent suburb of | |
Pasadena, California. A purple Dodge Neon sits parked in the | |
driveway. A tricylce, a big wheel, and a few toys sprinkle | |
the grass on the front yard. A mailbox with the name "The | |
BELLS" on it sits out in front of the lawn. We hear but don't | |
see ice cream truck bells. | |
SUBTITLE APPEARS AT SCREEN BOTTOM: | |
"The city of | |
PASADENA, CALIFORNIA" | |
We hear a Car Door Open and Close....THEN....The Bride Walks | |
into the shot, heading for the front door. | |
EX CU: A long, white female finger pushes a doorbell. | |
EXT. RESIDENTIAL PASADENA STREET - DAY | |
The front door opens and an attractive black HOUSEWIFE the | |
same age as The Bride stands in the doorway. | |
The Housewife's face shows immediate recognition of the | |
blonde on her doorstep. | |
The BRIDE | |
on the porch; we do a quick Shaw-Brothers-style Zoom into her | |
eyes. | |
FLASHBACK - SPAGHETTI WESTERN STYLE | |
(That means our Heroine is remembering something, and we see | |
it with an orange filter.) We're back inside the wedding | |
chapel. The Bride is taking the beating of her life by four | |
people in black suits. A black woman PUNCHES HER in the | |
face... WE see it's the black housewife, five years earlier. | |
The BRIDE ON THE PORCH | |
We Zoom quick out of her eyes to CU, a VENGEANCE THEME PLAYS | |
LOUD ON THE SOUNDTRACK. (Whenever we hear this theme | |
throughout the picture, we'll quickly learn what accompanies | |
it is The Bride goin Krakatoa all over whoever's ass happens | |
to be in front of her at that moment.) As the Vengeance Theme | |
plays, a Vein in The Bride's forehead begins to pulsate. When | |
the Vengeance Theme stops, The Bride ATTACKS The Housewife. | |
INT. HOUSEWIFE'S NICE HOME - DAY | |
The white woman and the black woman FLY into the center of | |
the living room, CRASHING onto her coffe table in front of | |
the sofa. | |
These two wildcats go at each other savagely, TUMBLING OVER | |
the couch, clawing and scratching all the way, landing | |
together on the plush carpet. | |
The HOUSEWIFE | |
KICKS The Bride, sending her CRASHING backwards into the | |
small table where the phone, a note pad (for messages), and | |
the mail is kept. | |
The Housewife scrambles up on her feet, but is caught by a | |
FLYING TACKLE from behind by The Bride that sends them both | |
into........ | |
An ornamental iron and tempered-glass bookcase that has | |
framed family photos, display toys, some African art, and a | |
collection of painted commemorative plates depicting the | |
negro experience in the American military. Starting with a | |
plate featuring Cripis Atkins in the revolutionary war, negro | |
troops in union blue during the civil war, Buffalo soldiers | |
fighting Indians, the Jim Crow troops of the first world war, | |
the colored troops of world war two, Korea, Vietnam, and | |
finally Colin Powell....The Bride and The Housewife CRASH | |
THROUGH all this reducing everything to rubble. | |
They land hard on the floor covered in broken glass, locked | |
in grapple, each trying to get the best of the other one,... | |
When The Housewife HEADBUTTS The Bride in the nose. | |
The HOUSEWIFE | |
hops off The Bride, runs into the kitchen, opens a drawer and | |
comes out with a HUGE MOTHERFUCKIN BUTCHER KNIFE. | |
The BRIDE | |
rises from the floor, and WHIPS OUT a KNIFE in a sheath | |
hanging from her belt known as a SOG. (A SOG is a long, | |
double-edged knife that's as sharp as a razor, and is what | |
Navy Seals use to kill humans with.) | |
The Bride backs up into the mess of the now totally | |
demolished living room. | |
The two woman stalk each other, each holding her blade, each | |
looking like they know how to use it, each waiting for the | |
other to make a mistake so they can plunge their blade deep | |
into the other one. | |
Blood and sweat dript off of the faces of the two women | |
locked in life and death combat...... | |
....When The back kitchen door opens, and a FOUR-YEAR-OLD | |
LITTLE GIRL, carrying a lunch box steps inside. | |
FOUR-YEAR-OLD GIRL | |
Mommy, I'm home! | |
The two warrior women whose eyes reflect only combat | |
concentration, suddenly switch upon hearing the four-year | |
old's voice. The Housewife's eyes flash a look of pleading to | |
the eyes of The Bride. | |
The Bride seems to answer back; "Okay." | |
The Black woman and the white woman hide their edged weapons | |
behind their backs, as the Four-Year-Old Little Girl walks | |
into the newly destroyed living room. | |
The Housewife switches to her mommy voice. | |
THE HOUSEWIFE | |
Hey baby, how was school? | |
The Little Girl is flabbergasted at the mess, and the | |
condition of her mother, who looks like she's just been in a | |
bar room brawl. | |
LITTLE GIRL | |
Mommy, what happened to you and the | |
T.V. Room? | |
THE HOUSEWIFE | |
Oh, that good for nothin dog of | |
yours, got his little ass in the | |
living room and acted a damn fool, | |
that's what happened. | |
LITTLE GIRL | |
Barney did this? | |
She says it with the slightest hint of skepticism, then tries | |
to enter the living room. | |
THE HOUSEWIFE | |
Now baby, you can't come in here, | |
there's broken glass all over the | |
floor, and you gonna cut yourself. | |
The little girl's eyes go to the blonde lady in the living | |
room who she ain't never seen before, who also looks like | |
she's been fighting. | |
The Bride smiles at the confused Little Girl. | |
THE HOUSEWIFE | |
This is a old friend of mommy's I | |
ain't seen in a long time. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Hello sweety, I'm (BLEEP) , what's | |
your name? | |
Whenever during the picture somebody says The Bride's real | |
name, it will be BLEEPED OUT ON THE SOUNDTRACK, ...that is, | |
till I want you to know. | |
The shy, suspicious little girl doesn't say anything, she | |
just stares at the blond lady. | |
THE HOUSEWIFE | |
Her name is Nikki. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Nikki. What a pretty name for such | |
a pretty little girl. How old are | |
you Nikki? | |
Nikki still says nothing, only stares. | |
THE HOUSEWIFE | |
Nikki, (BLEEP) aked you a | |
question. | |
NIKKI | |
(to The Bride) | |
I'm four. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Four years old, aye. You know I | |
once had a little girl. She'd be | |
five right now. Maybe you two could | |
of played with each other. | |
THE HOUSEWIFE | |
Now baby, me an (BLEEP) have some | |
grown-up talk to talk about, so you | |
go in your room now and leave us | |
alone till I tell you to come out. | |
The child doesn't move, so the mother repeats herself. | |
THE HOUSEWIFE | |
(snapping her fingers) | |
Nikkia - in your room - now. | |
The little girl slowly walks away and disappears behind the | |
door of her bedroom. | |
The two women turn to face each other, masquerade and combat | |
both finished. | |
THE HOUSEWIFE | |
Want some coffee? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yeah, sure. | |
The two women move into the kitchen. The Bride re-sheaths her | |
SOG, and The Housewife puts the butcher knife back in the | |
drawer. | |
The Bride sits down at the kitchen table, while The Housewife | |
pours both of them coffee. | |
THE HOUSEWIFE | |
Cream and sugar? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Both, please. | |
As The Housewife fixes the coffee, we hear The Bride's | |
VOICEOVER ON THE SOUNDTRACK: | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
This Pasadena homemaker's name is | |
Jeanne Bell. Her husband is Dr. | |
Lawrence Bell. But back when we | |
were acquainted, five years ago, | |
her name was VERNITA GREEN. Her | |
code name, was "COBRA"..... Mine | |
was BLACK MAMBA. | |
The two combat artists sit at the kitchen table, drinking | |
coffee out of Vernita's coffee mugs. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Were you expecting me? | |
VERNITA | |
Yes and no. Bill got in touch with | |
me right after you woke up, and | |
then again a little later after | |
your episode in Japan. | |
(pause) | |
So I suppose it's a little late for | |
a apology, huh? | |
THE BRIDE | |
You suppose correctly. | |
VERNITA | |
Even if I was sincere? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Oh. I'm quite positive you're | |
sorry, now. | |
Vernita says to the Bride across the table furiously but with | |
low volume; | |
VERNITA | |
Look bitch, I need to know if | |
you're gonna start anymore shit | |
around my baby girl! | |
THE BRIDE | |
You can relax for now. I'm not | |
going to murder you in front of | |
your daughter. | |
VERNITA | |
That's being more rational than | |
Bill led me to believe you were | |
capable of. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Well that's a demonstration of | |
Bill's complete ignorance when it | |
comes to the subject of me, and | |
what I'm thinking, and what I might | |
do. It's mercy, compassion, and | |
forgiveness I lack, not | |
rationality. | |
She pauses for effect -- the ham. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I'll wait for now, but I won't wait | |
for long. I'll allow you to choose | |
a time and place for us to meet | |
again, preferably as far away from | |
Nikki as possible. | |
I could have just HIT you, I | |
didn't, I demand respect for that. | |
Since this is not a HIT, consider | |
it a DUEL. And as two former Deadly | |
Vipers, we will observe Viper rules | |
of honor. One on one - no help - no | |
bushwhackin - no treacherous | |
weapons - on weapon of choice - our | |
skill and our bodies. | |
Vernita says her name; | |
VERNITA | |
(BLEEP) | |
THE BRIDE | |
- I'm not through telling you. | |
Failure to keep our date, or | |
duplicity of any kind, will result | |
in me putting a xoxo hollow point | |
bullet into the back of your skull | |
from a window of a building across | |
the street from Nikki's elementary | |
school. Now, feel free to respond. | |
VERNITA | |
Look...I know I fucked you over. I | |
fucked you over bad. I wish to God | |
I hadn't, but I did. | |
The blonde listens to the black woman with a poker face. | |
VERNITA | |
If I could go back in a machine I | |
would, but I can't. All I can tell | |
you is I'm a different person now. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I don't care. | |
VERNITA | |
Be that as it may, I know I do not | |
deserve mercy or forgiveness. | |
However, I beseech you for both on | |
behalf of my daughter. | |
THE BRIDE | |
-- Bitch, you can stop right there. | |
The B-word stops Vernita short, almost like a cold-handed | |
slap in the face (it should affect the audience that way as | |
well). | |
THE BRIDE | |
(leans in close) | |
Just because I have no wish to | |
murder you before the eyes of your | |
daughter, does not mean parading | |
her around in front of me is going | |
to inspire sympathy. You and I have | |
unfinished business. | |
And not a goddamn fuckin thing | |
you've done in the subsequent five | |
years - including getting knocked | |
up - is going to change that. | |
VERNITA | |
You have every right to wanna get | |
even -- | |
THE BRIDE | |
-- But that's where you're wrong, | |
Vernita. I don't want to get even. | |
To get even, even Steven. I would | |
have to kill you, go into Nikki's | |
room, kill her, then wait for your | |
old man, Dr. Bell, to come home and | |
kill him. That would make us even. | |
No, my unborn daughter will just | |
hafta be satisfied with your death | |
at her mother's hands. | |
Vernita knows no matter what else is said, blood will spill. | |
VERNITA | |
When do we do this? | |
THE BRIDE | |
It all depends... When do you want | |
to die? Tomorrow? The day after | |
tomorrow? That's about as long as | |
I'll wait. | |
VERNITA | |
How bout tonight, bitch? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Spendid. Where? | |
VERNITA | |
There's a baseball diamond where | |
our little league has its games, | |
about a mile from here. We meet | |
there around two-thirty in the | |
morning, dressed all in black, your | |
hair in a black stocking, and we | |
have us a knife fight, we won't be | |
bothered. I have to fix Nikki's | |
cereal. | |
As they continue to talk, Vernita pulls down a cereal bowl | |
for her daughter and lays it on the kitchen counter. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Bill said you were one of the best | |
ladies he'd ever seen with an edged | |
weapon. | |
Vernita moves to another kitchen cabinet, and pulls down a | |
box of the sugar cereal, "Kaboom." | |
VERNITA | |
Fuck you, bitch, I know he didn't | |
qualify it, so you can just kiss my | |
motherfuckin ass, Black Mamba. | |
(snorts to herself) | |
Black Mamba, I shoulda been | |
motherfuckin Black Mamba. | |
As the two females continue to talk, Vernita reaches her hand | |
inside the cereal box. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Weapon of choice? And if you want | |
to stick with your butcher knife, | |
I'm cool with that. | |
VERNITA | |
Very funny. | |
Vernita FIRES A GUN from inside the cereal box at The | |
Bride.... | |
.... The bullet explodes out of the cardboard box, and HITS | |
the coffee mugh directly in front of The Bride, BLOWING IT TO | |
SMITHEREENS. | |
The Bride THROWS HERSELF ON THE FLOOR.... | |
Vernita pulls the gun out of the cereal box and FIREES | |
again... | |
...The bullet HITS THE FLOOR of the tiny kitchen... | |
...The Bride moves under the kitchen table, then using her | |
back, LIFTS THE TABLE OFF THE GROUND, RAMMING IT STRAIGHT | |
INTO Vernita, pinning her flat up against the table top, and | |
the kitchen counter. | |
While her left hand holds the table, her right hand goes to | |
the SOG on her belt, her fingers wrap around the blade's | |
grip, lifting it up out of the sheath and PLUNGING IT THROUGH | |
THE TABLE TOP up to the handle, with all the SOG's steel | |
entering Vernita's abdomen. | |
The table falls back to the floor with the dying homemaker | |
pinned to it. The two former colleagues meet eyes. | |
VERNITA | |
Sorry, bout the bushwhack. Please | |
don't... | |
THE BRIDE | |
Do to your daughter, what you did | |
to mine... | |
(she takes her hand) | |
...I won't. | |
Vernita dies. | |
The Bride removes her Sog, looks up and sees little Nikki | |
standing in the doorway of her room. The little girl sees her | |
mother dead on the floor, lying in her own blood. And she | |
sees the blonde lady standing over her mother, bloody knife | |
still in her hand. But oddly enough, Nikki doesn't cry. The | |
little girl locks eyes with the big girl, and holds her | |
stare. | |
As she talks to the little girl, she removes an already | |
stained with blood white handkerchief with the name "BILL" | |
sewn on it. And the blonde wipes the girl's mother's blood | |
off her blade. | |
THE BRIDE | |
It was not my intention to do this | |
in front of you. For that I'm | |
sorry. But you can take my word for | |
it, your mother had it coming. When | |
you grow up, if you still feel raw | |
about it, I'll be waiting. | |
And with that apology, statement, and invitation, The Bride | |
walks out the kitchen side door, leaving the little girl to | |
her mourning. | |
EXT. VERNITA'S HOME - DAY | |
The Bride walks down the dead woman's driveway to her | |
vehicle. She glances at the lawn toys one more time as she | |
makes here getaway. | |
She climbs into her big, yellow pickup truck, with the words | |
"Pussy Wagon" written across the flatbed's hatch door in a | |
pimpy font. She takes out a ringed notebook and turns to a | |
page that's headline reads; | |
DEATH LIST FIVE | |
On the pager are five names numbered going down the page | |
written in red ink. | |
The first name has a line drawn through it with black ink. | |
The second name on the list is; | |
VERNITA GREEN | |
COBRA | |
The Bride takes a black felt pen and draws a line through | |
Vernita's name. Turns on the truck's engine and drives out of | |
the residential district. | |
FADE TO BLACK. | |
OVER BLACK | |
TITLE CARD: | |
Chapter two | |
The comatose Bride | |
FADE UP ON | |
CU The comatose Bride | |
lying in her hospital bed, wide open unblinking sightless | |
eyes, that constantly stare yet see nothing. The Bride is at | |
the beginning of her comatose journey. | |
A SUBTITLE APPEARS: | |
under her face. | |
"Five years and four months earlier | |
in the city of El Paso, Texas" | |
Although we're only in a tight CU, we can tell a few things: | |
one, she's in her hospital room; two, she's alone; three, | |
it's night; and four, one hellva RAINSTORM is pounding | |
outside. | |
EXT. EL PASO GENERAL HOSPITAL - NIGHT | |
The rain pisses down in buckets in front of the hospital... | |
WHEN... | |
The wheel to an Alfa Romeo rolls into FRAME and stops. | |
The car door opens and two yellow galoshes step out into the | |
wet night. | |
OVERHEAD SHOT | |
A red umbrella opens as rain falls down. | |
CU the back of a head wearing a yellow rainslicker hood, | |
framed by the red umbrella above it, which water cascades | |
down and beats a rhythm against. | |
The figure in the yellow rainslicker with the red umbrella | |
(who we can guess is female) starts walking towards the | |
hospital. | |
WE GO TO SPLIT SCREEN | |
Left Side Right Side | |
CU The Bride's unblinking The back of the yellow | |
comatose sleep. slicker - walking in the | |
rain towards the | |
hospital's entrance. | |
CU her yellow galoshes | |
slapping against the wet | |
asphalt, and splashing | |
through puddles. | |
CU The Bride in her coma CU the hospital's | |
electrical doors - | |
WOOSH - OPEN. | |
We follow behind the | |
woman in the raincoat | |
as she walks from | |
outside into the hospital | |
down the hall, and into | |
the ladies room door. | |
CU The BRIDE EX CU OF A WHITE | |
in her coma WOMAN'S SHAPELY | |
BAREFOOT ANKLE AND LEG | |
stepping into a sheer, | |
white stocking. | |
INSERT: OF THOSE LONG, | |
WHITE LEGS STEPPING | |
INTO A WHITE NURSE'S | |
UNIFORM. | |
INSERT: OF THE ZIPPER | |
IN THE BACK ZIPPING | |
UPWARDS. | |
INSERT: OF WHITE, SHEER | |
STOCKING FEET STEPPING | |
INTO WHITE NURSE'S | |
ORTHOPEDIC SHOES. | |
- INSERT: OF A SYRINGE | |
NEEDLE STUCK IN A VIAL | |
The liquid is drawn up | |
into the syringe. | |
SOME WRITTEN TEXT | |
APPEARS BELOW IMAGE | |
THAT READS: | |
"A lethal cocktail of | |
Bill's own concoction. | |
He calls it, 'Goodbye | |
forever'." | |
INSERT: THE DEADLY | |
SYRINGE IS PLACED ON | |
A NURSE'S TRAY | |
INSERT: A LITTLE WHITE | |
NURSE'S CAP IS PLACED | |
ON TOP of the woman's | |
blonde head. | |
INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR - NIGHT | |
The door marked "ladies" is opened, and a beautiful 6-foot | |
blonde in a white nurse's uniform, with a matching white eye | |
patch over her left eye, steps out, carrying the nurse's tray | |
with the "Goodbye forever"-filled syringe on it. | |
She walks down the corridor towards The sleeping Bride's | |
room. | |
SUBTITLE UNDERNEATH BLONDE NURSE: | |
"ELLE DRIVER | |
Member of | |
The DEADLY VIPER ASSASSINATION SQUAD | |
codename: | |
CALIFORNIA MOUNTAIN SNAKE" | |
END OF SPLIT SCREEN | |
STAY WITH ELLE'S SIDE | |
INT. THE BRIDE'S HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT | |
The Bride, alone in her bed, alone in her coma, alone in her | |
room. | |
Elle Driver opens the door to her room and steps inside. | |
The female assassin approaches the comatose woman. | |
EX CU ELLE DRIVER'S EYE AND WHITE EYE PATCH | |
looking down at her sleeping target, victim, rival, and | |
opposite number. | |
EX CU The BRIDE'S EYES | |
wide open - blank stare. | |
Elle standing over The Bride's hospital bed, says to her; | |
ELLE | |
I might never of liked you. Point | |
in fact I despise you. But that | |
doesn't suggest I don't respect | |
you. You were a master of a | |
profession that's most difficult to | |
master. | |
Dying in our sleep is a luxury our | |
kind is rarely afforded. My gift to | |
you. | |
As she lifts the syringe off the tray.... | |
Her cell phone RINGS.... | |
She curses to herself...there can be only one person on the | |
other end....she answers it. | |
ELLE | |
Hello, Bill. | |
(pause) | |
Affirmative. | |
(pause) | |
Comatose. | |
(pause) | |
I'm standing over her right now. | |
(pause) | |
What! | |
The female assassin turns away from the wide-eyed stare of | |
The Bride, and paces the hospital room talking in the cell | |
phone. | |
ELLE | |
Don't fuckin ssshhh me! If you | |
think I came all the way down to | |
Texas - in a dog and cat rainstorm | |
no less - just to tuck sleeping | |
beauty in bed - you got another | |
fuckin thing comin - | |
(pause, then real loud) | |
You don't owe her Shit!! | |
(then again, but quieter) | |
You don't owe her shit. | |
(pause) | |
Man, fuck that bitch! | |
(pause) | |
Oh you're not are you? Well Bill, | |
you never leave a job half done. | |
A great teacher taught me that | |
once, he looked a whole lot like | |
you. | |
Elle pauses as Bill on the other line has his say. We don't | |
hear his side, we stay with Elle as he talks. We can tell by | |
her face, he's making some sense. After awhile she answers | |
back; | |
ELLE | |
I guess. | |
(pause) | |
No, I don't need to guess, I know. | |
(pause) | |
Affirmative. | |
(pause) | |
I love you too, bye bye. | |
The female assassin puts the phone away and looks down at The | |
comatose Bride with the open eyes. Even though her face is | |
expressionless, she almost seems to be smiling. | |
ELLE | |
Thought that was pretty funny | |
didn't ya? Word of advice shithead, | |
don't you ever wake up. | |
Elle leans closer to the Bride's face. | |
ELLE | |
Ya know now I get a better look at | |
you, you're not so damn pretty. | |
Yeah, you go that Venus thing going | |
for you but...ya know, now I get a | |
closer look at you you're kinda | |
weird looking. You got this big | |
nose that doesn't fit with the rest | |
of your face, your eyes are two | |
different sizes. And look at your | |
skin...My complexion is way better | |
than yours -- | |
The Bride does one of her motor reflex functions...She SPITS | |
in Elle's face. | |
Elle springs up, wipes the spit off her cheek and looks down | |
at The comatose Bride in her bed. | |
ELLE | |
Oh, no you didn't. | |
She grabs The Bride by the front of her hospital gown... | |
....Yanks Her up to a sitting position... | |
...And PUNCHES her hard in the face three times. | |
ELLE | |
If you ever take your ass out of | |
this Goddamn bed for as long as you | |
fuckin live, I will beat you into | |
the ground, bitch! | |
INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR - NIGHT | |
Elle Driver in her nurse's uniform, angrily walks down the | |
hallway. She passes by a DOCTOR, STRUGGLING WITH A PATIENT | |
BLEEDING PROFUSELY on a gurney. | |
DOCTOR | |
(yelling) | |
Nurse come here quick, we're losing | |
this man! | |
Elle doesn't even look back. | |
ELLE | |
Tough titty, I quit. | |
She walks out of the SHOT. | |
FADE TO BLACK. | |
BLACK FRAME | |
TITLE CARD: | |
Five years later. | |
CUT TO: | |
INT. THE COMATOSE BRIDE'S HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT | |
The CAMERA is in a corner of the ceiling, looking down on the | |
comatose Bride, who lies motionless in her bed. | |
WE HEAR the sound of a BUZZING MOSQUITO, doing loop de loops | |
and figure eights in the air, looking for some warm blood. | |
The BUZZING stops.... | |
MACRO CU | |
of mosquito on The Bride's forearm, its stinger dug in her | |
flesh, visibly drawing blood from its host. | |
CU MOSQUITO'S FACE | |
drinking her blood. | |
MACROSHOT OF MOSQUITO ON FOREARM | |
drinking blood...when The Bride's hand comes into FRAME and | |
SQUASHES the bug flat. Her fingers FLICK the dead bug away. | |
CU The Bride | |
her wide-open eyes, that have stared in a constant gaze for | |
the last five years, | |
finally...slowly...softly...shut. | |
BEAT | |
They SUDDENLY POP OPEN. | |
The BRIDE SITS BOLD UPRIGHT IN BED. | |
She has no idea where the fuck she is. WE DO A SHAW BROTHERS | |
STYLE QUICK ZOOM INTO A CU OF HER FACE. | |
QUICK CUT TO A FLASHBACK SPAGHETTI-WESTERN STYLE | |
back at the wedding chapel, gun pointed down at our face. | |
THE BARREL EXPLODES LEAT AT US - BANG! | |
QUICK CUT BACK TO The BRIDE IN HER HOSPITAL BED, | |
BANK still echoing in her ears. She lets out a SCREAM OF PAIN | |
and her hand goes to the side of her head, as if she were | |
just shot. | |
Her hand feels the metal plate embedded in the side of her | |
skull where the hole was. She knocks against it with her | |
knuckle...it goes...TINK...TINK. | |
Suddenly she says out loud; | |
THE BRIDE | |
My baby. | |
Her hand goes down to her belly, unly to find it not swollen | |
but flat. She doesn't understand, lifts up her hospital gown | |
and sees a JAGGED SCAR which runs down her abdomen. Her | |
fingertips trace it. | |
She quickly looks at the palm of her and and counts the | |
lines. | |
MACRO CU The LINES IN HER PALM look like a road map. | |
She stops counting, shocked; | |
THE BRIDE | |
(to herself) | |
Five years. | |
She counts again. | |
THE BRIDE | |
(a statement) | |
Five years. | |
The Bride's two eyes fill with tears as she realizes her baby | |
is long gone. | |
WHEN SUDDENLY... | |
She hears the STEP...STEP...STEP...OF BILL'S BOOTS WALKING | |
TOWARDS HER ROOM.... | |
WE SEE THE CINEMATIC EQUIVALENT OF A COMIC BOOK THOUGHT | |
BALLOON by her head. INSIDE OF IT WE SEE BILL'S BLACK BOOTS | |
walking across the wood floor of the wedding chapel. | |
INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR (THE BRIDE'S FLOOR) - NIGHT | |
We see a HOSPITAL ORDERLY'S bright red and white Reeboks | |
softly slapping against the smooth surface of the | |
institution's floor. They make a sound nothing like Bill's | |
shoes. | |
SCREEN GOES TO SPLIT SCREEN | |
LEFT SIDE RIGHT SIDE | |
The BRIDE listening to them Orderly's Reeboks walking | |
getting closer. WE HEAR the down the hospital | |
STEP...STEP...STEP...in time corridor. | |
with Orderly's sneakers. | |
CAMERA MOVES UP TO | |
Orderly's face, leading | |
two TRUCKDRIVERS. | |
The Bride HEARS BILL'S | |
VOICE SPEAK FOR THE ORDERLY; | |
BILL'S VOICE ORDERLY | |
(in time) (in time) | |
She's right in here. She's right in here. | |
SPLIT SCREEN FINISHES | |
STAY WITH The BRIDE'S SCREEN | |
The Bride decides the best course of action, till she gets | |
her bearings, is to play possum. She throws herself back down | |
on the bed, just as the three men enter her room. | |
They see just what they expected to see, The Bride lying in | |
her bed in her coma. | |
She duplicates her comatose eyes-wide-open-fixed stare. | |
Except knowing she's awake, and sees everything in front of | |
her, creates a slightly different effect. | |
The Bride, however, while she sees the Two Truckdrivers for | |
what they are, when she sees The Orderly she sees Bill, when | |
The Orderly talks she hears Bill. WE HOWEVER WILL NEVER SEE | |
BILL'S FACE COMPLETELY. | |
The Orderly takes her shee covering off, and hitches up her | |
hospital gown till her blonde pussy is exposed. He does kind | |
of a "TA-DA" presentation of her vagina. | |
THE ORDERLY | |
Now is that the cutest little | |
blonde pussy you ever saw, or is | |
that the cutest little blonde | |
pussy, YOU-EVEA-SAW? | |
Trucker 2 (Gerald) would tend to agree, Trucker 1 (Warren) | |
fronts. | |
WARREN | |
I seen better. | |
CU The BRIDE | |
EYES WIDE OPEN PLAYING POSSUM. She can't believe she's being | |
exhibited in this manner. A look of chagrin crosses her | |
trying-to-be expressionless face, "I've seen a fuck load | |
better than you, fatass." | |
THE ORDERLY | |
Yeah, in a movie - maybe. But I | |
know damn well this is the best | |
pussy you ever saw you had touchin | |
rights to. The price is seventy | |
five dollars a fuck gentlemen, you | |
gittin your freak on or what? | |
The Truckers pay the bill of fare. | |
As The Orderly counts The Truckers' money, he lays out the | |
rules; | |
THE ORDERLY | |
Here's the rules; Rule number one; | |
no punchin 'er. | |
Nurse comes in tomorrow an she got | |
'er a shiner - or less some teeth, | |
jig's up. So no knuckle sandwiches | |
under no circumstances. And by the | |
way, this little cunt's a spitter - | |
it's a motor reflex thing but spit | |
or no, no punchin. Now are we | |
absolutely positively clear about | |
rule number one? | |
TWO TRUCKERS | |
Yeah. | |
THE ORDERLY | |
Rule number two; | |
No monkey bites, no hickeys - in | |
fact no leavin no marks of no kind. | |
But after that, it's allll goooood. | |
Her plummin down there don't work | |
no more, so feel free to cum in 'er | |
all ya wont. Keep the noise down - | |
try not to make a mess, and I'll be | |
back in twenty. | |
The Orderly turns to leave, then remembers something, and | |
turns back. He takes out the most disgusting jar of vaseline | |
in the history of cinema, and hands it to Warren. | |
THE ORDERLY | |
Oh by the way, not all the time, | |
but sometimes this cunt's cunt can | |
get drier than a bucket of sand. | |
If she dry, lube up with this and | |
you'll be goo to go. BON-APPETIT, | |
gentlemen. | |
And with that, The Orderly's gone. | |
The BRIDE'S POV: | |
As soon as he leaves the Two Truckers start giggling. Warren | |
begins to unbuckle the belt that lies beneath his belly. | |
While he looks down to accomplish this, The BRIDE'S POV | |
BLINKS. | |
GERALD | |
Hey Warren, she just blinked. | |
WARREN | |
He said she can't blink. | |
GERALD | |
I know what he said, I'm tellin ya | |
she just did. | |
Warren drops his Levi's to his ankles. | |
WARREN | |
Just wait, when I get through with | |
this little dumbbell, she gonna | |
stand up and recite the Gettysburg | |
Ad-dress. | |
Warren begins to climb up on the bed and mount The Bride. | |
Before he does he stops, and looks back to Gerald. | |
WARREN | |
Hey, Gerald. | |
GERALD | |
Yeah? | |
WARREN | |
This shit ain't no peep show. Go | |
out in the hall and I'll let ya | |
know when it's your turn. | |
GERALD | |
Awww c'mon, I gotta leave the room? | |
WARREN | |
I can't get no errection wit you | |
lookin at me, so go on. | |
GERALD | |
Well, just hurry up then. | |
Gerald leaves the room; we go out with him in the hallway. | |
INT. HALLWAY (HOSPITAL) - NIGHT | |
Gerald paces, waiting for his turn behind the door. | |
THEN... | |
He hears behind the door a commotion, then Warren SCREAM LIKE | |
A BITCH. He bangs on the closed door and says; | |
GERALD | |
He man, keep it down in there, I | |
can hear your ass out here. | |
More falsetto SCREAMS behind the door... | |
THEN... | |
The HEAVY THUD of a body falling. Not what the expected. | |
INT. THE BRIDE'S ROOM - NIGHT | |
Gerald pushes open the door to see one hellva sight. His | |
buddy, bloody and lying motionless on the floor, and The | |
Bride lying haphazardly on the bed, in her coma. | |
He moves to his buddy, who's dead. Then moves to The comatose | |
Bride... Who SUDDENLY SPRINGS TO LIFE, GRABBING him by the | |
front of his shirt, YANKING HIM DOWN TO HER, and PLUNGING the | |
I.V. NEEDLE in her arm DEEP INTO HIS TEMPLE, THEN TWISTING IT | |
AROUND and AROUND, turning the right side of his brain into | |
scrambled eggs a la The BRIDE. | |
She tosses the now brain-dead Gerald to the floor. | |
The BRIDE | |
upon waking, without leaving the bed where she lay the last | |
five years, has just killed two men. She throws off the | |
bloody blankets, whips her legs off the side of the bed, and | |
tries to stand - THEN QUICKLY FALLS OUT OF FRAME. WE HEAR THE | |
CRASH BELOW FRAME. | |
The Bride is flat on the floor. Her legs and feet don't work. | |
Which means she's stuck on the floor with only a functioning | |
top half, and a completely useless bottom half. What's a girl | |
to do? | |
INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR - NIGHT | |
The elevator doors open, and The Orderly steps out. | |
BACK TO The BRIDE | |
She hears the sound of Bill's boots approaching the room... | |
STEP...STEP...STEP... | |
She sees Gerald has a Trucker's knife in a holster attached | |
to his belt. Her hands removes it. | |
The Orderly swaggers down the hall to The Bride's room, red | |
Reeboks slapping against the smooth floor. | |
CU The BRIDE | |
She SNAPS the knife's BLADE OPEN in her CU. | |
The Orderly pushes open The Bride's door, stopping in shock. | |
The ORDERLY'S POV: | |
He sees an empty bed with bloodstains on it, Two dead | |
Truckers on the floor, and no Bride. | |
ORDERLY | |
Oh shit! | |
WE GO TO SLOW MOTION as he freaks, Then PAN DOWN HIM... Past | |
shirts - pants - to his Reeboks...Once on the floor WE SEE | |
The BRIDE, curled up low next to the doorway, behind his | |
ankles, knife ready. WE GO BACK TO 24 FRAMES A SECOND. He | |
steps into the room; when he does The Bride reaches out and | |
SLASHES both of his Achilles tendons. | |
The STANDING ORDERLY | |
lets out a "YELP," adn FALLS OUT OF FRAME. | |
IMPACT CUT | |
The Orderly HITTING the floor face first. The boy is stunned. | |
The BRIDE (Confined to the floor) | |
crawls over and drags the stunned fucker across the floor, | |
placing his melon head between the door and the door frame. | |
Then taking the door in her right hand. | |
SLAM! | |
SLAM! | |
SLAM! | |
SLAMMING HIS HEAD THREE TIMES BETWEEN THE DOOR AND THE DOOR | |
FRAME. | |
The ORDERLY | |
lies on the floor in a stange state of consciousness. He's in | |
both excruciating pain, and quite sure he's lost his mind, | |
since at this moment he's lying on the floor, looking up at | |
The comatose Bride asking him questions. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Where's Bill? | |
THE ORDERLY | |
(hurt and confused) | |
Who? | |
SLAM! | |
He screams. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Bill! Where is Bill! | |
THE ORDERLY | |
I dunno no Bill. | |
SLAM! | |
THE BRIDE | |
I saw him here myself..... | |
SLAM! | |
....Now do you tell me where he is, | |
or do I beat your fuckin brains in? | |
SLAM! | |
THE ORDERLY | |
Please please stop, don't hit me | |
again! | |
THE BRIDE | |
Where is Bill? | |
SLAM! | |
Suddenly The Bride sees the gold coke straw around his neck, | |
that she thought she'd seen earlier on Bill. She snatches it | |
from around his neck. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Where did you get this from? | |
THE ORDERLY | |
That's mine. | |
SLAM! | |
THE BRIDE | |
Bullshit! I saw Bill wearing it in | |
this room ten minutes ago. | |
SLAM! | |
Then The Bride looks down and sees two tatoos on the | |
Orderly's hand - one spelling "B.U.C.K." on each finger of | |
his left hand. And another spelling "F.U.C.K." on the fingers | |
of his right. | |
The Bride seems to look inside her own mind - Whenever she | |
does this A SPECIAL THEME MUSIC WILL PLAY (We'll call it her | |
REMEMBERING THEME). | |
WE DO A QUICK SHAW BROTHERS ZOOM INTO HER EYES - | |
We see Buck enter her room that first night, five years | |
ago.... He's holding in his hand one of those big flashlights | |
you use in a tent when camping. -- It gives off a soft blue | |
light. Buck examines The Bride through the blue. | |
BUCK | |
Well, ain't you the slice of cutie | |
pie they all said you wuz. Well | |
Ma'am, I'm from Longview Texas, my | |
name's Buck, and I'm here to fuck. | |
He starts to unbuckle his belt. | |
WE ZOOM OUT OF HER EYES INTO A CU. The REMEMBERING THEME CUTS | |
OFF. She looks down at Buck and says; | |
THE BRIDE | |
Your name's Buck, right? And you | |
came to fuck, right? | |
A "how the fuck does she know look," crosses his face. | |
The Bride looks down at him....The VENGEANCE THEME BEGINS | |
PLAYING LOUDLY ON The SOUNDTRACK, and the VEIN IN HER | |
FOREHEAD BECOMES PRONOUNCED and begins to PULSATE IN TIME | |
WITH The MUSIC. Every time The Bride comes face to face with | |
a tormenter, this Theme will play on the soundtrack. By mid | |
movie this music should drive the audience wild with orgasmic | |
anticipation of the carnage to come... | |
...and With the door in her hand and one mighty slam, this | |
Longview Texas boy is sent to the Promised Land. | |
She searches the dead man's pockets, coming up with a brown | |
wallet that says on it, "BIG EL PASO PIMPIN," loaded with | |
lettuce. She also pulls out a set of car keys on a pickup | |
truck key chain that has the words, "Pussy Wagon" on it | |
written in a pimpy font. She gathers up all these items, and | |
Gerald's knife, then begins to strip Buck of his orderly | |
uniform. | |
INT. UNDERGROUND PARKING LOT - NIGHT | |
The elevator doors to the hospital's underground parking lot | |
open, revealing The Bride in Buck's orderly scrubs in a | |
wheelchair. | |
She wheels out of the elevator fast into the parking lot. Her | |
arms spinning the wheels as she goes down the line of cars, | |
looking for a pickup truck that Buck would own...she stops. | |
What made The Bride stop. The ass end of a big, yellow 4x4 | |
hard-body pickup truck, with flames painted along the side, | |
and the words, "PUSSY WAGON," written along the flat-bed | |
hatch door. Pimpy font. | |
The Bride looks at Buck's key chain in her hand. | |
EX CU CAR KEY in truck door lock, it turns. | |
EX CU TRUCK DOOR LOCK POPS UP OPEN. | |
INT. BACKSEAT OF BUCK'S TRUCK - NIGHT | |
The Bride pulls herself up into the backseat of Buck's pickup | |
truck. Once in the backseat, she shoves the wheelchair away. | |
It rolls out of control down the parking ramp, and CRASHES. | |
Now The Bride's lying vertically in Buck's truck's backseat. | |
Seemingly out of danger - at least out of sight - but she's | |
still stuck hiding in the hospital. And until she regains | |
full use of her legs and feet, this little Bride ain't goin | |
anywhere or doin anything. | |
Lying flat, with the back of her head propped up against the | |
door, her long, lifeless legs stretched out in front of her, | |
her two bare feet at the end of them, pointing to the sky, | |
the Bride focusses her eyes, her stare, her thoughts, her | |
strength, and all her concentration....on her big toe. | |
SLOW ZOOM INTO BIG TOE.... | |
SLOW ZOOM INTO HER FACE.... | |
SLOW ZOOM INTO BIG TOE.... | |
SLOW ZOOM INTO FACE. | |
THE BRIDE | |
(monotone) | |
Wiggle your big toe. | |
Toe doesn't move an inch. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Wiggle your big toe. | |
It doesn't move. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Wiggle your big toe. | |
(VOICE OVER) | |
As I lay in the back of Buck's | |
pickup truck, trying to will my | |
limbs out of entropy, I could see | |
the faces of the cunts who did this | |
to me, and the dick responsible. | |
Members all of Bill's brainchild; | |
"The Deadly Viper Assassination | |
Squad." | |
TITLE SEQUENCE | |
For what looks like a 60's television show about an ALL-GIRL | |
HIT SQUAD, complete with its own LALO SHIFFRIN THEME MUSIC. | |
Against a BRIGHT ORANGE BACKGROUND, A SNAKE WITH SIX HEADS | |
(All different breeds), DONE IN A COOL BUT LOW-BUDGET SPEED | |
RACER-STYLE OF ANIMATION, rears its heads to strike. | |
The IMAGE FREEZES... AND THE SHOW'S TITLE (In an especially | |
cool font) AND LOGO (The black silhouette of five sexy gals | |
each with a samurai sword hanging from their hip, and one guy | |
in a black suit) APPEAR BENEATH IT. | |
"The DEADLY VIPER | |
ASSASSINATINO SQUAD | |
the D.iV.A.S." | |
The SHOW CAST CREDITS START: | |
WE SEE The BRIDE doing something cool...FREEZE | |
SCREEN GOES ORANGE except for a SCOPE-SIGHT RIFLE GRAPHIC | |
WITH CROSSHAIRS over The Bride's face. OFF TO THE SIDE IS HER | |
IDENTIFYING CREDIT; | |
"Starring | |
(The Bride's real name is covered by a stamp that reads) | |
CLASSIFIED | |
as | |
BLACK MAMBA" | |
A beautiful Japanese woman wielding a samurai sword - FREEZE | |
ORANGE B.G. SCOPE-SIGHT GRAPHIC | |
"Starring | |
O-REN ISHII | |
as | |
COTTONMOUTH" | |
VERNITA GREEN doing something cool - FREEZE | |
SAME GRAPHIC | |
"Starring | |
VERNITA GREEN | |
as | |
COBRA" | |
The older, male doing something cool - FREEZE | |
SAME GRAPHIC | |
"Starring | |
BUDD | |
as | |
SIDEWINDER" | |
ELLE DRIVER doing something cool - FREEZE | |
ORANGE B.G. SCOPE-SIGHT GRAPHIC; | |
"Starring | |
ELLE DRIVER | |
as | |
CALIFORNIA MOUNTAIN SNAKE" | |
As the DEADLY VIPER ASSASSINATION SQUAD OPENING THEME PLAYS | |
WE SEE VARIOUS SHOTS of The Vipers (all dressed alike in the | |
same BLACK, SKINTIGHT CAT SUITS, except for Budd, the male | |
who wears a BLACK SUIT) all doing exciting shit. It ends with | |
the reappearance of the six-heades snake logo, and the six, | |
black silhouettes. | |
The FINAL CREDIT APPEARS; | |
"Created and Produced | |
by | |
BILL" | |
WE MOVE INTO A HEAD and SHOULDERS CU OF The BRIDE'S BLACK | |
SILHOUETTE. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
Now after five years of beauty | |
sleep I knew absolutely nothing | |
about my enemies' strengths | |
weakness or whereabouts. But as | |
fated by God vengeance would have | |
it, I who knew nothing - knew one | |
thing. As sure as God made little | |
green apples... | |
WE MOVE FAST TO O-REN ISHII'S SILHOUETTE, The SILHOUETTE | |
BECOMES A POSED PICTURE OF O-REN in all her Deadly Viper | |
glory. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
(continued) | |
....if O-Ren Ishii, the first name | |
on my Death List, was still | |
alive... she'd live in Japan. O-Ren | |
Ishii, made her first acquaintance | |
with death at the age of eleven. | |
FLASH ON | |
CU O-REN (11-years old), hiding under a bed, watching... | |
...her FATHER (dressed in the uniform of a sergeant for the | |
American Army) fighting THREE YAKUZA GANGSTERS. He kills one | |
with his bare hands. The other two slice him to death with | |
samurai swords... | |
...and her MOTHER being raped by the same men. When they | |
finish, they SHOOT her. | |
Little O-Ren watches, hidden from sight, withi the eyes and | |
face of a stone. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
It was at that age, a half-Chinese, | |
half-Japanese American Army brat | |
witnessed the murder of her Master | |
Sergeant father. And the rape, then | |
murder of her mother at the hands | |
of Japan's most ruthless Yakuza | |
boss, Boss Matsumoto. She swore | |
revenge...luckily for her, Boss | |
Matsumoto was a pedophile. | |
SHOCK CUT | |
O-REN ON TOP OF BOSS MATSUMOTO PLUNGING A HUGE KNIFE INTO HIS | |
CHEST. A STREAM OF RED BLOOD SHOOTS UP OUT OF HIM like a | |
geyser. Boss is naked, O-Ren wears a Japanese schoolgirl | |
uniform. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
At thirteen, she got her revenge. | |
The Boss's screams cause TWO OF BOSS'S MEN to run into the | |
room, only to be SHOT DOWN by O-Ren, as she removes a gun | |
from a holster strapped to her thigh. | |
The 20-YEAR OLD O-REN ISHII | |
on a rooftop with a high-powered, scope-sight rifle up to her | |
eye. Her EYE is HUGELY MAGNIFIED in the SCOPE. | |
THE BRIDE | |
By twenty, she was one of the tip | |
top of female assassins in the | |
world. | |
She fires. | |
INT. CAR - DAY | |
A Central American General riding backseat of his government | |
vehicle. TWO BEAUTIFUL LATIN WOMEN in one- piece bathing suits | |
sit on either side of him. They both wear sashes down their | |
front; one reads, "Miss Panama," the other reads, "Miss | |
Venezuela." As we cut to this shot, he has both hands on each | |
of their bare knees. He's laughing as the TOP OF HIS HEAD is | |
BLOWN OFF. | |
The 23-YEAR OLD O-REN ISHII | |
stands before Bill and The Bride. (Bill is not clearly | |
viewed.) | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
At twenty-three she joined Bill's | |
Deadly Vipers... | |
The 25-YEAR-OLD O-REN ISHII | |
BEATING UP the pregnant Bride with the other Vipers... | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
At twenty five she did her part in | |
the killing of eight innocent | |
people, including my unborn | |
daughter, in a small wedding chapel | |
in El Paso Texas. But on that day, | |
five years ago, she made one big | |
mistake... | |
POSED FIGURE of the BRIDE in all her pre-beating bridal gown | |
glory. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
...she Should of killed nine. | |
However, before statisfaction would | |
be mine, first things first... | |
CU The BRIDE IN BUCK'S TRUCK | |
An hour and a half later from the last time we saw her. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Wiggel your big toe. | |
CU The BRIDE'S BIG TOE | |
wiggles - slightly. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Hart part's over. Now let's get | |
these other piggies wiggling. | |
FADE TO BLACK. | |
BLACK FRAME | |
SUBTITLE APPEARS: | |
"Thirteen Hours Later" | |
BEGIN MUSIC MONTAGE | |
FADE UP ON | |
INT. UNDERGROUND PARKING LOT - DAY | |
Pavement of the parking lot. We HEAR a CAR DOOR OPEN | |
OFFSCREEN, then The Bride's bare foot comes from above FRAME, | |
stepping down INTO The SHOT. | |
She walks around to the driver's side and climbs in. | |
She sticks Buck's ignition key in its slot and turns. | |
The truck's engine RUMBLES to life. | |
She spies a pair of Elvis T.C.B. SUNGLASSES lying on the | |
dash. She puts them on. | |
EXT. TEXAS STREETS INT. TEXAS STORES - DAY | |
The Bride drives Buck's big, yellow pussy wagon all over El | |
Paso buying supplies. | |
WE FOLLOW Her bare feet into a clothing store. | |
Her feet, legs, and ass slip into a new pair of LEVI'S. | |
Her hands grab a pair of CHERRY BROWN COWBOY BOOTS. | |
Then slips on the cowboy boots. | |
Chooses another TOP. | |
And finds a warm JACKET. | |
She opens Buck's "BIG EL PASO PIMPIN" wallet, and pays for | |
the items. | |
She emerges from the store wearing her new outfit, and climbs | |
back in the truck. | |
She drives, stopping at a DEPARTMENT STORE, and walking | |
inside. | |
She picks up a SHOVEL, a HAND PICKAXE, a big CAMPING | |
FLASHLIGHT, a MAP OF TEXAS, a writing NOTEBOOK, and a bunch | |
of RED and BLACK FELT PENS. | |
While the Bride is buying items in the department store we'll | |
CROSSCUT.... | |
....with her driving the pussy wagon up to a low-rent motel | |
called, "The Texican".... | |
...Her Registering with the OLD BASTARD of a desk clerk, | |
getting the key, and paying him out of the "BIG EL PASO | |
PIMPIN" wallet.... | |
...her drawing a bath in the bathroom of the motel room... | |
Shampoo is taken off the shelf of the department store... | |
...conditioner... | |
...a bar of soap... | |
...hot water runs out of the bathtub faucet... | |
...steam rises off the hot bathwater... | |
...she pulls down a bunch of bath products, like bubble bath, | |
salts, apricot this - kiwi that, we see her pour all the | |
items in the bathwater... | |
...then we see her bare foot enter the bathwater... | |
...then Lower her whole body into the bathwater... | |
...now submerged in the warm bathwater, by herself, perfect | |
MUSIC CUE ON SOUNDTRACK, she begins to cry...her poor heart | |
has been shattered and five years of tears come flooding out | |
of her. | |
She cries for her baby... | |
She cries for the motherhood robbed from her... | |
She cries for all the innocent people at the wedding chapel, | |
who died simply because they were unlucky enough to cross her | |
path... | |
She cries for the betrayal at the hands of her lover... | |
She cries for the treachery at the hands of her comrades... | |
She cries for the five years of life snatched from her... | |
She cries for the countless violations she endured while | |
incapacitated... | |
And finally, she cries for all the misery she will cause the | |
undeserving......enroute to Bill's retribution. Retribution | |
that begins the minute she steps out of this bathtub. | |
She curls up into a fetal position inside the tub of warm | |
water...weeping. | |
We DOLLY back...to give our heroine some privacy...WE | |
DISSOLVE through the bathroom door...Till we're on the other | |
side, filming a closed door with crying on the other side. | |
When she's finished shedding tears, is when she'll begin | |
shedding blood. | |
When the bathroom door opens, the woman that emerges, has | |
closed out all of her emotions...save from one...revenge. | |
It's that woman, in her new outfit, that climbs into the | |
yellow pussy wagon, puts the T.C.B. Sunglasses over her eyes, | |
and starts the engine that sets into motion the gory story to | |
follow. | |
END OF MUSIC MONTAGE | |
EXT. INT. BUCK'S TRUCK DRIVING IN DESERT (MOVING) - NIGHT | |
POV THROUGH WINDSHIELD: | |
The truck shines its headlight beams on an open patch of | |
prairie wasteland. We see dirt, rocks, plants, and an oil | |
derrick pumping up and down. | |
The Bride STOPS the truck. | |
Taking her flashlight with her, The Bride walks into the | |
headlight beams towards one rock on the ground in particular. | |
She lifts it off the ground, there's an X on it's underside. | |
She smiles. If the X hadn't been there, she would have taken | |
it as a sign that her vengeance quest was never meant to be. | |
But as it is there, it would appear that fortune has smiled | |
on The Bride and her bloody intentions. | |
She walks back to the truck, takes the shovel and the hand | |
pickaxe out from the flatbed, reaches into the truck cab and | |
CHANGES THE MUSIC TO A POUNDING HEAVY METAL ANTHEM. | |
CU The BRIDE'S COWBOY BOOTS | |
next to the X ROCK | |
IN TIME WITH The METAL, The Bride's cowboy boots count out | |
ten paces from the rock. | |
When the boots stop, the flashlight ENTERS THE SHOT | |
illuminating the spot, THEN...the shovel ENTERS, striking | |
deep in the unmarked earth. | |
EXT. TEXAS DESERT - NIGHT | |
Deep in the middle of Fuck-Knows Texas, lit by the headlights | |
of Buck's 4x4, The Bride digs a hole in the | |
ground......TILL... | |
She HITS SOMETHING HARD. | |
She gets down on her knees, hacking away at the dirt with the | |
hand pickaxe, till a large box covered in plastic is | |
revealed. She hoists it up out of the earth. | |
She rips off the plastic, revealing a large, green Army | |
footlocker, untouched by the condensation of being buried in | |
the ground for over five years. Flipping the two locks open, | |
she lifts the lid, placing the big camping flashlight on the | |
rim. | |
Unfolding a sleeping bag long-ways, she bought at the | |
department store. The Bride begins collecting the contents of | |
her buried treasure, and laying them on the sleeping bag. | |
We see her remove them from the footlocker, one by one. | |
The HEAVY METAL CONTINUES ON THE SOUNDTRACK. | |
2 9mm AUTOMATICS, w AMMO | |
and HOLSTERS. | |
1 small HAND GUN, w AMMO | |
and HOLSTER (which fits around the thigh). | |
1 SNUB NOSE .38 | |
w ANKLE HOLSTER. | |
1 double-edged SOG KNIFE | |
w HOLSTER | |
1 MOSSBERG PUMP ACTION SHOT GUN w AMMO | |
1 SILVER STEEL BOOMERANG, w a double-sided razor's edge | |
w HOLSTER. | |
1 old fashioned STRAIGHT RAZOR | |
1 BLACK VERTICAL ATTACHE CASE. | |
She flips it open, and inside broken down into four separate | |
pieces is a HIGH-POWERED, SCOPE-SIGHT RIFLE. | |
1 MANILA ENVELOPE. | |
She reaches in and pulls out a PHOTOCOPY OF HER SONOGRAM. | |
There on the page is a photocopy of her unborn baby girl. A | |
fierce grimness crosses her face as she places the sonogram | |
back in the envelope. | |
1 CLEAR ZIP-LOCK BAG containing a PHONY I.D. and BANK BOOK | |
both w the name "CANDY RALSTON" on them. Reaching back in | |
the locker she pulls out the final item, | |
1 SMALL KEY attached to a "DEALY VIPERS" KEY CHAIN. | |
She rolls up the weapons in the sleeping bag, and drives off. | |
The HEAVY METAL CONTINUES... | |
CU SIGN reading, COMMONWEALTH BANK OF TEXAS | |
INT. COMMONWEALTH BANK OF TEXAS - DAY | |
CU The BRIDE | |
standing at a teller window, she holds up her key. | |
INSERT: 1 BANK BOOK and 1 DRIVER'S LICENSE w The Bride's | |
photo on it and the name "CANDY RALSTON" on each. | |
INT. SAFETY DEPOSIT VAULT - DAY | |
The Bride, with a big athletic bag slung over her shoulder, | |
watches a TELLER remove four safety deposit boxes. | |
INT. PRIVATE AREA - DAY | |
Where you look isnide your safety deposit box by yourself. | |
The Bride opens up the first box... | |
...It's filled w CASH. | |
She opens up the second box.... | |
...It's filled w CASH. | |
She opens up the third box.... | |
....It's filled w CASH. | |
She opens up the fourth box.... | |
....She Takes out a BAG. Inside the bag are 14 FORGED | |
PASSPORTS and DRIVER'S LICENSES in 14 different names. | |
Also in the box, is one COMPACT REFRIGERATOR CASE. She opens | |
it, inside are 2 BEAUTIFUL HANDMADE GOLD SYRINGES and 1 VIAL | |
OF FLUID. | |
A SUBTITLE APPEARS UNDERNEATH: | |
TRUTH SERUM | |
of Bill's own | |
concoction. | |
He calls it, | |
"The Undisputed Truth." | |
AS The HEAVY METAL CONTINUES...WE see The BRIDE leaving the | |
bank, all the weapons she needs, all the money she needs, | |
taking the first step on her bloody trail... | |
A RINKY DINK GRAPHIC OF A MAP OF JAPAN | |
The tiny figure of a black AIRPLANE flies over the map, | |
leaving a dotted-line trail behind it. We move into the black | |
airplane and DISSOLVE to | |
INT. AIRPLANE (FLYING) | |
OVERHEAD SHOT | |
of the Bride in her passenger seat, flying to Japan. We see | |
she's holding a clean white handkerchief. She's sewing the | |
name "Bill" in the corner. | |
END OF MUSIC MONTAGE. | |
BLACK FRAME | |
TITLE CARD: | |
Chapter Three | |
The MAN From | |
OKINAWA | |
FADE UP ON | |
INT. SUSHI BAR (OKINAWA, JAPAN) - DAY | |
The ENTRANCE to a tiny sushi bar, covered by a Japanese | |
curtain.... | |
SUBTITLE APPEARS: | |
"The City of | |
OKINAWA, JAPAN" | |
....The fabric is moved aside, and The Bride enters the shot, | |
and the tiny establishment. | |
The little fish and sake bar is the definition of the word | |
cozy. Besides The Bride, the only other person inside is The | |
SUSHI CHEF, who smiles at her behind the midget bar. | |
This Japanese man in his mid-fifties greets the tall, blonde | |
western girl with a turned-on-for-the-tourists affability. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
English? | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Almost -- American. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
Ahhhh,...America, welcome... | |
Welcome... My English -- Very good. | |
The Bride smiles at this and walks further inside. She | |
doesn't come across as one of the world's deadliest | |
assassins, but instead as a sweet, slightly airheaded, | |
American tourist. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Domo. | |
The Sushi Chef gives an exaggerated look of surprise, and | |
says; | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
Oh, "Domo", Very good -- very good, | |
you speak Japanese? | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Nooo, just a few words I learned | |
since yesterday. - May I sit at the | |
bar? | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
Sure sure sure - sit. What other | |
words did you learn - excuse me -- | |
The Sushi Chef YELLS IN JAPANESE, to someone OFFSCREEN. | |
The Bride thinks the restaurant so small it's almost hard to | |
imagine there could be a back room to it. | |
Before getting a response from whoever it was he was yelling | |
to a moment ago, The Sushi Chef turns back to The Bride. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
-- What other Japanese you learn? | |
The Bride puts on a thinking face. | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Oh...let's see..."Arigato." | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
"Arigato"...Very good. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
..."Ah-So"... | |
SUSHI CHEF (JAPANESE) | |
"Ah-So!" You know what "Ah-So" | |
means | |
THE BRIDE | |
"I See." | |
SUSHI CHEF | |
I see - Very good. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I already said "Domo", right? | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
Yes. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
"Kon-netie-wa." | |
The Sushi Chef goes "Oooh" like he's just discovered the | |
answer to a mystery. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
..."Kon-nichi-wa"...repeat please. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
"Kon-nichi-wa?" | |
Saying with surprise and admiration; | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
Most impressive...you say Japanese | |
words, like you Japanese. | |
The Bride smiles and lets loose with a girlish giggle. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Now you're making fun of me. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
No no no - serious business. | |
Pronunciation - very good. You say | |
"Arigato" ...like we say "Arigato." | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Well, thank you - I mean...arigato. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
You should learn Japanese - very | |
easy. | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
No kidding, I heard it's kinda | |
hard. | |
Whenever the Sushi Chef doesn't either hear your or | |
understand you, he yells the word; | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
What! | |
And everybody always speaks LOUDER and CLEARER immediately | |
afterwards. | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
I always heard it was difficult. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
Yes yes yes - most difficult. But | |
you have Japanese tongue. | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Maybe I was Japanese in another | |
life. | |
The Sushi Chef proclaims as if he should know; | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
Most definitely, most definitely | |
Japanese in another life. | |
He sets an order of colorful, raw fish in front of the young | |
blonde woman, that not only looks good, it looks beautiful. | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
How did you know tuna's my | |
favorite? | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
What! | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Tuna's my favorite. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
Ah, thank you very much. | |
He YELLS OFFSCREEN in Japanese agai. A little BALD JAPANESE | |
MAN with a shitty attitude, comes out from the back room. He | |
heads for the tall blonde asking in a grumbly voice in | |
Japanese, "What she wants to drink?" | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
(to the bald man) | |
I beg your pardon? | |
The Sushi Chef pantomimes drinking. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
- Drink - | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Oh yes, a bottle of warm sake. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
Ahhh sake, | |
(he holds up his thumb) | |
Very good. | |
In Japanese he YELLS ORDERS the warm sake, the little Bald | |
Man disappears. The Bride takes a bite out of her fish. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
First time in Japan? | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
A-huh. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
What! | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Yes, this is my first time. | |
As the chef slices the next portion with a large knife, he | |
asks; | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
What brings you to Okinawa? | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
I came to see a man. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
Aaahh, you have friend live in | |
Okinawa? | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Not quite. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
Not friend? | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
I've never met him. | |
The Sushi Chef continues slicing..... | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
Who is he, may I ask? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Hattori Hanzo. | |
There's a break in the Sushi Chef's slicing. After a beat, he | |
brings a bloody finger INTO FRAME and sticks it in his mouth. | |
The little Bald man appears with a bottle of warm sake, he | |
pours one for The Bride, then disappears again. | |
As The Bride sips the sake, she looks at the chef. | |
As The Sushi Chef sucks his finger, he looks at The Bride. | |
The Sushi Chef drops the voice he had been using up to that | |
point...and IN JAPANESE SUBTITLED IN ENGLISH asks; | |
SUSHI CHEF (JAPANESE) | |
What do you want with Hattori | |
Hanzo? | |
The Bride answers in Japanese; | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
I need Japanese steel. | |
SUSHI CHEF (JAPANESE) | |
Why do you need Japanese steel? | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
I have vermin to kill. | |
SUSHI CHEF (ENGLISH) | |
You must have big rats you need | |
Hattori Hanzo steel. | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Huge. | |
INT. HATTORI HANZO'S ATTIC - DAY | |
The trap door in the floor opens up, and HATTORI HANZO (Sushi | |
Chef), climbs inside the room, followed by The Bride. | |
The room has many handcrafted samurai swords in hand-carved | |
wooden sheaths resting on wooden racks running the length of | |
the second half of the attic. | |
The Bride walks down the row of Japanese steel, looking and | |
touching the shiny wood. She looks behind her to Hanzo who is | |
still by the trap door, and says; | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
May I? | |
The Sushi Chef answers in ENGLISH; | |
HANZO (ENGLISH) | |
Yes you may..... | |
She starts reaching for one... | |
HANZO (ENGLISH) | |
...try the second one down in the | |
sixth row on your left. | |
She finds it lying sleeping in its shiny, black sheath. | |
Her hand lifts it from the rack. | |
She UNSHEATHS the steel, partially....then with GREAT | |
FLOURISH....completely. | |
Hanzo's mouth froms a smile. | |
HANZO (ENGLISH) | |
Funny, you like samurai swords... | |
He pulls a baseball out of his pocket. | |
HANZO (ENGLISH) | |
...I like baseball. | |
THEN SUDDENLY - HE THROWS THE BASEBALL HARD, right at The | |
Bride's head.... | |
QUICK AS A WHIP, SHE SLICES THE BALL IN HALF, IN MID AIR. | |
The two perfectly cut baseball pieces, hit the floor. | |
He gives her a slight nod, then crosses the attic towards | |
her. | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
I wanted to show you these.... | |
However someone as you, who knows | |
so much must surely know, I no | |
longer make instruments of death. I | |
keep these here for their ascetic | |
and sentimental value. | |
(he takes both sword and | |
sheath from her...) | |
Yet proud tho I am of my life's | |
work... | |
(...he closes them | |
together) | |
I am retired. | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Then give me one of these. | |
HANZO (ENGLISH) | |
These are not for sale. | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
I didn't say, sell me. I said, give | |
me. | |
HANZO (ENGLISH) | |
And why should I be obliged to | |
assist you in the extermination of | |
your vermin? | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Because my vermin, is a former | |
student of yours. And considering | |
the student, I'd say you had a | |
rather large obligation. | |
Hattori Hanzo goes to a dusty window, and writes the name, | |
"BILL" on it with his finger. | |
The blonde girl nods her head yes. | |
The proud warrior moves over to the door in the floor, | |
throwing it open. | |
He points into a corner... | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
...You can sleep there... | |
.....starts to descend.... | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
...it will take me a week to make | |
the sword... | |
.....before his head disappears, he says; | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
...I suggest you spend it | |
practicing. | |
...he closes the door behind him. | |
She smiles slightly...then moves over to the window, takes | |
out a handkerchief, and wipes Bill's name off. | |
FADE TO BLACK. | |
OVER BLACK | |
TITLE APPEARS: | |
"One week later" | |
Under black we hear Hattori Hanzo's voice in Japanese and | |
read the subtitles; | |
HANZO (V.O.; JAPANESE) | |
I'm done doing what I swore an oath | |
to God 28 years ago to never do | |
again. I've created, "something | |
that kills people." And in that | |
purpose I was a success. | |
FADE UP ON | |
CU HATTORI HANZO | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
I've done this, because | |
philosophically I'm sympathetic to | |
your aim. | |
EX CU The HANZO SWORD | |
TRACKING EX CU of the Hanzo sword in its shiny, black wood | |
sheath. At the base of the sheath, by the handle, he's carved | |
the face of a lioness... | |
HANZO (V.O.; JAPANESE) | |
I can tell you with no ego, this is | |
my finest sword. If on your | |
journey, you should encounter God, | |
God will be cut. | |
CU HANZO. | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
Revenge is never a straight line. | |
It's a forest. And like a forest | |
it's easy to lose your way...to get | |
lost... | |
to forget where you came in. To | |
serve as a compass, a combat | |
philosophy must be adopted that can | |
be found in the secret doctrine of | |
the Yagu Ninja. And now my yellow | |
haired warrior, repeat after me; | |
We go back and forth between CU of HANZO reciting the | |
doctrine like a samurai drill instructor and the Bride | |
repeating it. | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
"When engaged in combat, the | |
vanquishing of thine enemy can be | |
the warrior's only concern... | |
The Bride repeats this... | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
...This is the first and cardinal | |
rule of combat... | |
The Bride repeats this... | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
...Suppress all human emotion and | |
compassion... | |
The Bride repeats this... | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
...Kill whoever stands in thy way, | |
even if that be Lord God, or Buddha | |
himself... | |
The Bride repeats this... | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
This truth lies at the heart of the | |
art of combat. Once it is | |
mastered... Thou shall fear no | |
one... Though the devil himself may | |
bar thy way... | |
The Bride repeats this... Her eyes look at the greatest maker | |
of swords on this earth and says; | |
THE BRIDE | |
Domo. | |
EX CU The Hanzo Sword, | |
her white hand with her long fingers COMES INTO FRAME and | |
removes the beautiful, artful instrument of vengeance. | |
FADE TO BLACK. | |
OVER BLACK | |
TITLE CARD: | |
Chapter Four | |
SHOWDOWN | |
at | |
HOUSE OF BLUE LEAVES | |
CUT TO: | |
A BLANK PIECE OF DRAWING PAPER | |
A hand comes in and, as the Bride talks over this image, | |
draws with a piece of charcoal, a portrait of the geisha | |
regaled O-REN ISHII. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
When fortune smiles on something as | |
violent and ugly as revenge, at the | |
time it seems proof like no other, | |
that not only does God exist, | |
you're doing his will. At a time | |
when I knew the last about my | |
enemies, the first name on my death | |
list, was the easiest to find. But | |
of course, when one manages the | |
difficult task of becoming queen of | |
the Tokyo underworld, one doesn't | |
keep it a secret, does one? | |
The charcoal drawing gets color and becomes ANIMATED, turning | |
into a JAPAMATION O-REN... | |
JAPANESE ANIMATION SEQUENCE | |
We see Japamation-style images of The Bride's verbiage. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
At the age of twenty, Bill backed | |
his Nippon progeny financially and | |
philosophically in her | |
Shakespearian-in-magnitude power | |
struggle with the other Yakuza | |
clans, over who would rule vice in | |
the city of Tokyo. | |
Japamation images of O-Ren and her Army, taking on ANOTHER | |
YAKUZA ARMY, among falling cherry blossoms. | |
WE CUT BACK AND FORTH between cartoon images of this and the | |
real life real McCoy samurai sword battle. | |
O-Ren's ability is simply amazing. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
When it was all over, it was the | |
geisha-regaled O-Ren Ishii that | |
proved the victor. | |
INT. JAPANESE NIGHT CLUB | |
O-Ren has just become the official leader of crime in the | |
city of Tokyo. The six Yakuza clan bosses, each with TWO | |
BODYGUARDS standing behind them, toast their new leader, with | |
much laughter and drinking...all except one...BOSS TANAKA. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
And just in case you're wondering | |
how could a half breed Japanese | |
Chinese American become the boss of | |
all criminal activity in Tokyo, | |
Japan,... I'll tell you. The | |
subject of O-Ren's blood and | |
nationality came up before the | |
council only once. The night O-Ren | |
assumed power over the crime | |
council. | |
Boss Tanaka is the picture of angered ambiance among the | |
alcohol-fueled frivolity. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
The man who seems bound and | |
determined to break the mood is | |
Boss Tanaka. And what Boss Tanaka | |
thinks is... | |
Boss Tanaka brings his fist down on the table, smashing the | |
plate in front of him into itty bitty pieces. | |
The party comes to a halt as all eyes go to the leader of the | |
Tanaka Crime Family. | |
CRIME FAMILY LEADER 2 (JAPANESE) | |
Tanaka? What's the meaning of this | |
outburst? This is a time for | |
celebration. | |
BOSS TANAKA (JAPANESE) | |
And what exactly should I be | |
celebrating? The perversion of our | |
illustrious council? | |
The Bosses all react with shock and outrage...O-Ren remains | |
cool. She raises her voice for the first word, but lowers it | |
for the rest of the sentence. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Gentlemen...Boss Tanaka obviously | |
has something on his mind. Allow | |
him to express it. | |
BOSS TANAKA (JAPANESE) | |
My father... | |
(looking at a clan head) | |
...along with yours and... | |
(looking at another) | |
...along With yours, started this | |
council. And while you drink like | |
fish and laugh like donkeys, they | |
weep in the afterlife over the | |
perversion committed today. | |
The BOSSES react again...O-Ren; | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Silence! | |
(then composed) | |
Of what perversion do you speak, | |
Tanaka? | |
Boss Tanaka looks at the female half-breed American and says; | |
BOSS TANAKA (JAPANESE) | |
I speak, Mistress Ishii,....of the | |
perversion done to this council, | |
which I love more than my own | |
children,...by making a half | |
Chinese American its leader. | |
Then... | |
Faster than you can say Jimminy Cricket,... | |
O-Ren's samurai sword is unsheathed... | |
Boss Tanaka's head is liberated from its body... | |
The head hits the floor... | |
And from the spot between its shoulder blades, a geyser of | |
blood shoots up in the air. | |
The BOSSES who were shocked at Tanaka's words are even more | |
flabbergasted at O-Ren's resonse. | |
The two bodyguard's, standing behind Boss Tanaka, hands go to | |
their swords and draw them. | |
O-Ren turns her blade in their direction. | |
The Bosses and their bodyguards say nothing,...only watch. | |
The lady looks across at the two men and says in and | |
authoritative voice; | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Fight me or work for me. | |
They look at her for a moment, then they lower their swords. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Drop them on the ground. | |
They do. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Get behind me. | |
They do. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Get on your knees. | |
They do. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Put your foreheads on the floor. | |
They do. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Keep your mouths shut. | |
You better believe they do. | |
The mistress' eyes got to the other bosses looking at her. | |
As she speaks English, bodyguard translators translate for | |
their bosses. | |
O-REN | |
I'm going to say this in English so | |
you know how serious I am. As your | |
leader, I encourage you to -- from | |
time to time and always in a | |
respectful manner, and with the | |
complete knowledge that my decision | |
is final -- to question my logic. | |
If you're unconvinced a particular | |
plan of action I've decided is the | |
wisest, tell me so. But allow me to | |
convince you. And I will promise | |
you, right here and now, no subject | |
will be taboo...except the subject | |
that was just under discussion. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
(to a bodyguard) | |
Hand me that head. | |
He picks it off the floor and meekly offers it to the Queen. | |
She takes it by the hair and holds it up as she speaks. | |
O-REN (ENGLISH) | |
The price you pay for bringing up | |
either my Chinese or my American | |
heritage as a negative is, I | |
collect your fuckin head. | |
(now completely American) | |
Just like this fucker here. Now if | |
any of you sonsabitches got | |
anything else to say, now's the | |
fuckin time. | |
Nobody says anything. | |
O-REN (ENGLISH) | |
I didn't think so. | |
(pause) | |
Meeting adjourned. | |
EXT. THE HOUSE OF BLUE LEAVES - JAPANESE RESTAURANT | |
The entire O-Ren Ishii crew moves through the restaurant. The | |
CUSTOMERS all look up now as the crew passes. The restaurant | |
staff acts as if the Shogun himself has just showed up on | |
their doorstep demanding a meal. No doubt if the meal is not | |
satisfactory the staff will gladly slice off a finger. The | |
door to a private dining room is slid open, the crew steps | |
inside, the door is slid shut. | |
INT. PRIVATE DINING AREA (RESTAURANT) - NIGHT | |
The private dining area of the Japanese restaurant. The | |
patrons are surrounded by white paper walls. The CAMERA | |
CIRCLES around O-REN ISHII. | |
Sitting in between her, two personal bodyguards, the Yubari | |
sisters, YUKI AND GO GO. The Yubari sisters are younger than | |
O-Ren; Yuki is sixteen and Go Go is seventeen. Both girls are | |
dressed in Japanese schoolgirl uniforms complete with plaid | |
skirts and matching blazers. | |
FLASH ON | |
EX CU OF AN EYEBALL (The BRIDE's) | |
On her right is her French and Japanese lawyer, SOFIE FATALE. | |
FLASH ON | |
EX CU OF AN EYEBALL | |
The bunch of mop-topped young men, who all wear black suits, | |
white shirts, thin black ties and Kato masks over their eyes, | |
are her soldiers, "The CRAZY 88." | |
FLASH ON | |
EX CU OF AN EAR, The Bride's fingers come into FRAME and move | |
blonde hair out of the sensory appendage's way. | |
And finally there's a tall dark American in a black suit sans | |
Kato mask -- that's O-Ren's head of security, MR. BARREL. | |
They're all drinking and having a good time as Sofie tells a | |
joke in Japanese. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
The mop tops in black suits and | |
Kato masks were O-Ren's soldiers, | |
"The Crazy 88." The two young girls | |
in the schoolgirl uniforms are her | |
personal bodyguards, the Yubari | |
sisters. Yuki, aged sixteen, and Go | |
Go, aged seventeen. The pretty lady | |
who's dressed like she's a villain | |
on Star Trek is O-Ren's best friend | |
and her lawyer, Sofie Fatale. And | |
finally, the American in the black | |
suit but sans Kato mask, O-Ren's | |
head of security, Mr. Barrel. | |
SUDDENLY O-Ren hears something. Like a deer in the forest, | |
her head springs up on alert. It's almost as if she's | |
listening to The Bride's narration. | |
The Bride's NARRATION SUDDENLY STOPS IN MIDSENTENCE -- | |
O-Ren removes a SMALL DAGGER-DART from the folds of her robe | |
and THROWS IT in the direction of the sound. | |
CU The BRIDE dressed in a kimono | |
on the other side of the private dining room's paper wall. | |
The DART FLIES THROUGH The PAPER, STREAKS BY HER FACE, almost | |
taking off the tip of her nose in the process. | |
INSERT: DART EMBEDS ITSELF IN A WOOD POST. | |
O-Ren's action instantly brings the room's frivolity to a | |
halt. Mistress Ishii silently orders Go Go and Yuki to | |
retrieve the eavesdropper. | |
INT. JAPANESE RESTAURANT - NIGHT | |
The white paper door to O-Ren's dining room SLAMS OPEN. Yuki | |
and Go Go step into the corridor. | |
All trace of the Bride has vanished. | |
They look out over the restaurant, patrons look normal. | |
Whoever was there is gone now. | |
Go Go removes the small dagger from the wood post and the | |
Yubari sisters go back into the private dining room, SLAMMING | |
the door behind them. | |
ONE SHOT | |
CU The BRIDE | |
at the bar, in her kimono, drinking a colorful cocktail. She | |
observes all the activity by O-Ren's private dining room. | |
When the Yubari sisters go back inside, the Bride climbs off | |
her barstool and goes through the restaurant...into the | |
parking area...and up to her rental car. She opens the door. | |
Takes off her Japanese kimono, underneath is a one-piece | |
yellow track suit with a black stripe going down both sides, | |
like the one Bruce Lee wears in "Game of Death." She tosses | |
the kimono in the trunk, then removes the sheathed Hanzo | |
sword. With the sword of vengeance in her hand, we follow her | |
back inside the restaurant. She looks upstairs to the O-Ren | |
dining room. We see Yuki Yubari and Sofie Fatale, slide open | |
the door, and walk down the stairs together. When they get to | |
the bottom, they give each other a kiss goodbye, and Yuki | |
leaves the restaurant, while Sofie makes her way to the | |
bathroom...only to have The Bride, now dressed in her Bruce | |
Lee yellow outfit and samurai sword in her hand, bar her way. | |
END OF SHOT | |
BACK AND FORTH | |
between CU's of the two women, face to face. | |
SOFIE (JAPANESE) | |
(to Bride) | |
Can I help you? | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Yes, I am looking for the attorney | |
of O-Ren Ishii, Sofie Fatale. Would | |
that be you? | |
SOFIE (JAPANESE) | |
I'm Mistress Ishii's attorney. How | |
can I help you? | |
The Bride PUNCHES her in the face. | |
INT. O-REN'S PRIVATE ROOM | |
Aside from drinking like fishes, what is the queen of the | |
Tokyo underworld - Mistress O-Ren Ishii - and her private | |
army doing when we cut back? | |
Singing karaoke, of course. | |
It's Crazy 88 MIKI's turn at the mike and he's having a whale | |
of a good time singing Dionne Warwick's "Walk On By," in | |
Japanese.... | |
WHEN... | |
A COMMOTION is heard being made by the restaurant staff and | |
the other patrons, from the other side of the white paper | |
wall...Just as they all start to notice it, they hear; | |
THE BRIDE (O.S., JAPANESE) | |
O-Ren Ishii! You and I have | |
unfinished business! | |
The Crazy 88 spring to their feet. One slides open the door. | |
They see O-Ren's lawyer, Sofie Fatale, standing in the middle | |
of the restaurant, her left arm completely outstretched, hand | |
gripped around a post. She has a terrified look on her face. | |
Before anybody on O-Ren's side of the room can say anything | |
...The Bride steps out from behind Sofie. | |
O-REN'S | |
reaction shows how effective the element of surprise turned | |
out to be. She says The Bride's name softly to herself; it's | |
BLEEPED OUT. | |
The Bride | |
The VENGEANCE THEME BURSTS ON THE SOUNDTRACK...The Vein on | |
her forehead begins to pulsate. WE DO A QUICK SHAW BROTHERS | |
ZOOM INTO HER EYES. A SPAGHETTI-WESTERN FLASHBACK of O-Ren | |
beating the shit outta her at the wedding chapel IS | |
SUPERIMPOSED OVER HER EYES. The FLASHBACK DISSOLVES, we ZOOM | |
BACK INTO A CU, the vein stops pulsating, and the theme STOPS | |
PLAYING OVER THE SOUNDTRACK, LEAVING A CLEAN, COLORFUL CU of | |
The Bride loaded for bear. | |
She raises her Hanzo sword, and Slices off Sofie's Arm at the | |
Shoulder with one stroke. | |
SOFIE | |
Spewing and Gushing Blood from her stump, twists her body in | |
agony, painting the floor and the walls with giant Splashes | |
of Red, as her body hits the floor, twitching in both | |
surprise and shock. | |
The CRAZY 88 | |
run out into the dining area and create a human wall between | |
themselves and their Mistress. | |
MR. BARREL AND GO GO | |
take positions on either side of O-Ren. | |
O-REN | |
seated in a shogun's seat, rises furiously to her feet. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
You bastard! | |
The Bride does a swipe in the air with her sword; Sofie's | |
blood flies off the blade. | |
The entire floor of the dining room lies between the two | |
warring parties. | |
The Bride | |
vs. | |
The Crazy 88 | |
The restaurant's STAFF and PATRONS sit or stand rigidly in | |
fear. | |
O-Ren says loudly to the room; | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Sorry everybody, but I'm afraid | |
we're going to have to close the | |
place. There's some private | |
business that we must attend to | |
now. | |
The Staff and The Customers Stampede the exits. | |
The Bride, The Crazy 88, and O-Ren hold their ground without | |
moving a muscle, till the dining room, as well as the entire | |
restaurant known as "The House of Blue Leaves," is deserted | |
of every human not engaged in the face- off that precedes | |
combat. | |
O-Ren gives a simple order; | |
O-REN | |
Miki. | |
MIKI, one of The Crazy 88 (The little one), steps forward, | |
unsheaths his sword, and yells at the yellow clad blonde. | |
MIKI (JAPANESE) | |
You had it coming bastard! | |
Raising his samurai sword high, he Charges, Screaming A | |
Banzai Scream... | |
The Bride turns to face him. | |
Miki Charging and Screaming... | |
The Bride slowly raises the Hanzo Sword into Striking | |
Position. | |
Miki Charging and Screaming, almost on top of her. | |
The Bride, sword in position, waits for her opponent to | |
arrive. | |
Miki arrives at his destination, he Swings... | |
The Bride Swings... | |
The Hanzo Sword Slices Miki's inferior blade in half. Miki | |
looks down at the impotent weapon in his hand. | |
The Bride Thrusts her sword through Miki's abdomen, then | |
Lifts the little guy off the ground straight up in the air. | |
Miki screaming, Impaled on her blade like a fish at the end | |
of a spear. Held up in the air, restaurant light fixtures in | |
the B.G. | |
O-Ren and her crew watch stunned. | |
The Bride Drops the shishkabobbed Miki into the koi pond that | |
starts outside the restaurant and ends inside, with a huge | |
blue splash. Koi pond - Blue water - Orange and yellow fish - | |
Red blood - Dead man. | |
The BRIDE | |
looks up from the pond, across the length of the floor, into | |
the eyes of O-Ren Ishii. | |
She takes one step forward, hears the slightest noise, Twirls | |
the samurai sword in the air once, drops to one knee, and | |
thrusts the sword into the beige-colored carpet- covered | |
floor. The sword sticks in the floor half way... | |
The Sound of human death rises from underneath the floor... | |
OVERHEAD SHOT | |
Looking down on The Bride at one end and O-Ren and her crew | |
at the other. A Red Circle appears where the blade is buried | |
in the floor...The red circle grows larger...and larger...and | |
larger...and larger still... | |
Leaving the sword stuck in the floor, handle sticking | |
straight up in the air, The Bride rises up from her one knee, | |
and straight and tall, staring down the queen of the Tokyo | |
underworld. | |
O-Ren | |
her eyes narrow with rage. She screams out another order; | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Tear the bitch apart! | |
The six remaining Crazy 88 unsheath their swords at the same | |
time with a GREAT SOUND EFFECT. | |
They circle the Bride. | |
The BRIDE | |
Inside the circle of Combatants who surrounded her. She Whips | |
the sword out of the floor and raises her blade diagonally in | |
front of her. Her eyes are reflected in the shiny steel. | |
Holding her sword in the diagonal position, The Bride can see | |
reflected in the shiny blade, whoever stands behind her. | |
The six Crazy 88 Attack... | |
The BRIDE | |
does a Zatoichi-like SWISH-SLASH-SWISH with her steel blade. | |
Four boys die an immediate samurai blade-inflicted death, | |
SCREAMING GRUNT, TWITCHING BODY, FROZEN IN THE STANCE IT WAS | |
SLASHED IN, RED BLOOD SQUIRTING FROM WOUNDS, THEN A CRASHING | |
COLLAPSE TO THE FLOOR. | |
The last two put up more of a fight...but then one of them is | |
SLASHED and FALLS and the last one is SLASHED AND CRASHES | |
THROUGH the restaurant's big picture window. | |
EX CU The EYES | |
of The Bride, pointed down at the bodies by her feet, | |
...BEAT | |
...they Look back up at O-Ren. | |
O-REN | |
standing in between Go Go and Mr. Barrel. Her eyes narrow. | |
The BRIDE | |
swipes the air with her sword, the blood of the dead | |
attackers flies off. | |
GO GO and MR. BARREL | |
unsheath their swords. | |
WHEN... | |
We hear a LOUD SOUND of many ENGINES behind the Bride. Then | |
behind her, through the broken pictures window we see | |
seventeen motorcycles pull up to the parking lot. All the | |
riders wear black suits with kato masks, and all carry | |
samurai swords. | |
The BRIDE | |
looks from the reinforcements to O-Ren. | |
O-REN | |
smiles. | |
O -REN (ENGLISH) | |
(to the Bride) | |
You didn't think it was going to be | |
that easy, did you? | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
(to O-Ren) | |
You know, for a second there, yeah | |
I did. | |
O-Ren smiles... | |
O-REN (ENGLISH) | |
Silly rabbit... | |
Both O-Ren and the Bride finish the phrase together,... | |
O-REN THE BRIDE | |
...Trix Are for kids. | |
This is something they used to say back when they fought | |
alongside of each other as "Vipers." | |
The seventeen Crazy 88 reinforcements come running into the | |
restaurant and with drawn swords surround The Bride. | |
As a HEAVY METAL COMBAT BEAT begins to PULSATE ON THE | |
SOUNDTRACK, The Boys and The Bride have a Spaghetti Western | |
Stand-off. | |
We do a 360 INSIDE the CIRCLE of The Crazy 88, who surround | |
the yellow-haired warrior. Not all have Samurai swords; one | |
JUGGLES TWO HATCHETS, another TWIRLS A THREE-STAFF TRIPLE | |
IRON over his head. | |
As the Heavy Metal music builds...We Cut to various Shots of | |
The Two Opposing Forces Preparing to Strike....Hands on Sword | |
Handles...Feet finding Combat Stance...etc... | |
....Until Heavy Metal reaches its Breaking Point... | |
...At that point, the Metal EXPLODES OVER THE SOUNDTRACK...IN | |
TIME WITH The BRIDE EXPLODING INTO A VIOLENT KILLING MACHINE | |
ON SCREEN. | |
As she matches skill with the army of black-suited boys, arms | |
flailing, silver blade Clashing and Slashing, long blonde | |
hair whipping like a whirling dervish.... | |
...She's a Goddess of War Venus. | |
Not only is the FIGHT CUT TO THE HEAVY METAL MUSIC, but The | |
Bride seems to be somewhat dancing to it as she fights. | |
This explosion of furious violence is punctuated | |
CINEMATICALLY BY THE COLOR IN THE FILM POPPING OFF, and the | |
fight being filmed in HIGH CONTRAST BLACK AND WHITE, turning | |
the squirting, spewing geysers of BLOOD FROM CRIMSON RED TO | |
OIL BLACK. | |
Many members of The Crazy 88 are Sliced, Slashed, and | |
liberated from the limbs they were born with at The Bride's | |
blade. | |
Some SPECIFIC MOMENTS | |
While Clashing swords, The Bride whips the silver Boomerang | |
out of its holster, and Throws it... | |
....It Twirls Through the Air... | |
...Embedding itself longways in one of the boy's faces. | |
The Bride does a Mid-Air Somersault over the head of an | |
Attacker, landing solid on her feet behind him...Slash, he's | |
Out. | |
The Bride is knocked to the floor, her Attacker stands over | |
her to Spear the young blonde, Her Legs Spring Up In The Air, | |
Ankles Lock Around The Boy's Neck. | |
She throws him down to the ground. With his neck still in the | |
vise-like grip of her ankles, She removes The SOG Knife from | |
its sheath and Plunges it Deep Into The Boy's Chest. | |
While still on the ground, an Attacker Charges at her. | |
Yanking the Boomerang out of the Dead Boy's Face, She Sends | |
It Flying in the Charging Man's path... | |
...Boomerang Twirling Through the Air Close to the Ground... | |
...Chopping Off the Charging Attacker's Foot in Mid Step, he | |
falls flat. | |
The Bride jumps up onto an attacker's shoulders. She locks | |
her legs around him so he's helpless at shaking her off. | |
...she swings down with her sword, and cuts the man's hands | |
off. | |
So while the helpless man with no hands screams, the now nine | |
foot tall Bride fights with the others. | |
When she's through she brings the blade across the man she's | |
perched on's throat. He falls to his knees, bringing the | |
Bride back to the floor like an alevator. | |
As soon as her soles touch ground, she's off his shoulders, | |
somersaulting on the floor, bringing her blade up between an | |
attacker's legs into his groin. | |
He lets out a scream, as she yanks her blade free. | |
ONE ATTACKER steps out from the rest, "The Best One." He | |
Twirls his sword expertly, challenging the young woman to, | |
"Come get a piece." | |
The Bride does a screaming charge towards him.... | |
...Sword raised, The Attacker stands his ground, calm - | |
steady, waiting for the blonde-haired locomotive to | |
collide.....They meet..... | |
SWING - CLASH - DANCE - SEPARATE - SWING - CLASH - SPIN - | |
CLASH - LOCK - TWIRL - SEPARATE - | |
They match each other blow for blow, till one makes a | |
mistake. It's the male. The Bride's swing, that's neither | |
clashed or blocked, slices off his right arm. | |
...The arm, still gripping the samurai sword, drops to the | |
floor. | |
The Bride pushes the Hanzo Sword right through the middle of | |
his chest. | |
Only half of the Crazy 88s that started the fight remain | |
alive, or intact...They start to approach...The Bride, still | |
holding the sword that's still impaling the skilled Attacker, | |
backs up, keeping his body between her and the remaining | |
killers. | |
Like a boxer, The Bride uses the momentary break in the | |
action, to rest on her feet.....THEN...yanks the blade from | |
his chest cavity....The Body Twitches - Spasms - Grunts and | |
Crashes to the floor. | |
The Attackers start to close in...The Bride readies herself | |
for their attack....THEN (in perfect time with the Heavy | |
Metal)...Drops to the floor on her back, Spinning like a top. | |
She Swings and Slashes and Cuts down below at their legs and | |
feet, like some hellish samurai sword-weilding turtle flipped | |
over on its shell.... | |
Many black-suited, mask-wearing boys drop to the ground. | |
...Still Spinning like a break dancer, she spins up on top of | |
her head, and Pops back up on her feet. | |
And then there were seven. | |
The seven remaining sword-weilding, black-suited boys moved | |
out of range of the Bride's blade when she dropped to the | |
floor. Now spread out, they make a large half-circle. | |
The Bride, slowly points the tip of her blade to the floor, | |
lowers herself to one knee and slightly bows her head. In | |
repose. | |
EX CU The Bride's eyes | |
pointed up, watch them move closer, COLOR COMES BACK INTO THE | |
FILM. We see her face is splashed with blood. | |
O-REN | |
WHIPS OPEN a red fan. | |
GO GO stands by the restaurant's junction box, she flips the | |
switch. | |
The room goes dark. | |
The Crazy 7 make a wide circle around the blonde who's still | |
on the floor.... | |
...Looking down on her breathing hard in the shadows. As she | |
breathes in and out, The FACE OF A LIONESS IS SUPERIMPOSED | |
OVER HER FACE. | |
Breathe in (Bride) - Breathe out (Lioness) - Breathe in | |
(Bride) - Breathe out (Lioness) ..... | |
The Bride rises to her feet... | |
The Crazy 7 move in a circle around The Bride, she moves in a | |
circle inside of their circle, all eight of them move in | |
rhythm with the Metal... | |
The Heavy Metal Music builds....to a big finish...THEN both | |
Music and The Bride Explode! | |
WIDE SHOT - FRAMED LIKE A KABUKI STAGE | |
With the lights off, The White paper wall the eight killers | |
fight in front of turns a Psychedelic Bright Blue. The snow | |
falling outside is reflected against the paper wall like | |
black snow falling on a blue shadow puppet stage. | |
The eight samurais are Black Silhouettes against the blue | |
backdrop. They begin to combat in a dance of blood, steel and | |
death. The Bride does a sword-weilding dosey-doe with all | |
sword-weilding partners. | |
She CLISH-CLASH-CLISH-CLASHES with all of them - They | |
seperate - stalk each other for a moment to the beat - then | |
CLISH-CLASH-CLISH-CLASH again, with The Bride killing or | |
hacking the limbs of one unlucky dance partner at each | |
encounter - Sometimes during the separation, The Bride | |
crouches down low in repose while the others continue to | |
circle stalk...THEN...She Strikes again. | |
We Cut in closer whenever we need to. | |
Finally the last of O-Ren's soldiers falls to the Bride's | |
sword. | |
GO GO | |
Standing by the junction box, flips a switch turning the | |
lights back on. The electricity shines light on... | |
The BRIDE | |
Splashed all over with blood. Blood painting the floor, walls | |
and ceiling. Dead bodies, several limbs, and horribly wounded | |
men who have yet to die, litter the ground. | |
With a big "Whoosh" in the air, the blood of O-Ren's | |
subordinates fly off the blonde avenger's blade. | |
Then saying to the foes who litter the ground. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Those of you lucky enough to still | |
have your lives. Take them with | |
you. But leave the limbs you've | |
lost. They belong to me now. | |
The wounded men, crawl out of the restaurant. | |
The yellow-haired crimson-covered woman, looks to the last | |
remaining combatants...Mr. Barrel, Go Go Yubari, and O-Ren | |
Ishii. | |
Go Go | |
steps forward and removes her weapon, it's not a samurai | |
sword. It's a heavy metal ball at the end of a long chain. | |
She begins TWIRLING it above her head. Each rotation makes a | |
WHOOSH sound in the air. | |
BALL AND CHAIN | |
in a 3-D-like effect, the metal ball comes right at us. | |
The BRIDE | |
ducks out of the way, the heavy ball destroying a large chunk | |
of wood post behind her. | |
Go Go | |
eyes focused on her enemy...WHOOSH....WHOOSH....WHOOSH...she | |
lets fly... | |
The ball and chains wrap around the blade of the Hanzo | |
sword... | |
...Go Go yanks... | |
...the Hanzo sword FLIES out of her grip. | |
GO GO | |
smiles...then...WHOOSH...WHOOSH... | |
The BRIDE | |
removes her boomerang and THROWS it at Go Go. | |
The BOOMERANG | |
TWIRLS through the air heading right for Go Go. | |
BAM | |
The young bodyguard swats it out of the air with her ball and | |
chain. She lifts up her chain and the boomerang lies bent, on | |
the floor. She looks across at her opponent...WHOOSH... | |
WHOOSH...WHOOSH..she LETS FLY. It Strikes the Bride in the | |
chest, knocking her on her back... | |
...Go Go twirls it over her head and sends it towards the | |
Bride on the floor. The Bride rolls out of the way, the metal | |
ball PUNCHES a hole in an overturned table instead. | |
The weaponless Bride wrestles a table leg loose from its | |
purpose. | |
She hops up on a table, table leg in hand, ready to fight. | |
Go Go hops up on a table... | |
As they fight they hop from table to table... | |
Go Go throws her ball and chain... | |
...The Bride - QUICK AS A WHIP... | |
BATS it away with the table leg. | |
Go Go lets loose with the balls and chain...it wraps around | |
the Bride's ankle...Go Go YANKS... | |
...The Bride's leg is yanked out from under her, she FALL | |
CRASHING through another table. | |
Go Go jumps on top of the Bride, attacking her with a samurai | |
short sword. The Bride uses the table leg to block it. | |
The women fight fiercely, locked in grapple, each face ugly | |
with struggle. Go Go lets her left earlobe get too close to | |
the Bride's mouth...the Bride BITES DOWN on it. Go Go screams | |
as the lower part of the appendage is bitten off, and she | |
rolls off the Bride. The Bride comes at her, bringing the | |
table leg -- WHOOPS UPSIDE HER HEAD -- WHOOP-WHOOP-SIDES-HER | |
HEAD. | |
The girl in the schoolgirl uniform falls on her back, and | |
delivers a powerful "C.K." to the Bride from below, dropping | |
her to her knees. | |
O-Ren is UP, and wraps the chain around the Bride's neck and | |
begins to strangle. | |
The chain digs into the Bride's throat. | |
The Bride brings the table leg, which has a couple of nasty | |
looking nails in it, hard against the Japanese girl's thigh. | |
The nails cut through the plaid school uniform skirt into her | |
flesh...the Bride rips out the nails, taking some leg meat | |
with them. | |
Go Go lets out a horrific scream. | |
The Bride brings the table leg down on the toe of the young | |
girl's white tennis shoe. The nails stick in, the white shoe | |
becomes stained with red. | |
Go Go SCREAMS letting loose of the chain...falling on the | |
floor. | |
The Bride unwraps the chain around her neck, and begins | |
breathing air into her lungs. | |
Go Go tries to escape, dragging her fucked-up leg with her... | |
The Bride rises from the floor and begins, twirling Go Go's | |
weapon above her head. | |
Go Go, fast as she can, climbs up the stairs to the second | |
floor... | |
The Bride stands at the bottom of the stairs, twirling the | |
ball and chain over her head. | |
Go Go frantically, and in great pain, climbs the stairs... | |
She gets to the top. | |
The Bride lets loose with the ball and chain... | |
It HITS the female bodyguard and one half of the Yubari | |
sisters, smack DAB in the back of the head. | |
CU GO GO | |
We see her face as she's delivered a death blow right behind | |
it. We see behind her eyes and features, her life and spirit | |
shatter like a teapot. | |
Like a discarded rag doll, Go Go Yubari TUMBLES down the | |
staircase landing in a pile at the Bride's feet. Dead before | |
the tumble began. | |
The Bride throws the ball and chain to the floor. Her eyes go | |
to the last two remaining combatants... | |
...Mr. Barrel and O-Ren Ishii. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Any more subordinates for me to | |
kill, O-Ren? | |
Mr. Barrel says; | |
MR. BARREL | |
One last one. | |
THE BRIDE | |
You're Mr. Barrel, right? | |
MR. BARREL | |
And you're Black Mamba. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Our reputations precede us. | |
MR. BARREL | |
Apparently. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Tell me Mr. Barrel, why don't you | |
wear your Kato mask? Are you and | |
iconoclast? | |
Mr. Barrel takes out a kato mask on a stick, like from a 17th | |
Century costume ball, and holds it over his eyes. | |
MR. BARREL | |
I don't like that rubber band. It | |
fucks up my hair. | |
THE BRIDE | |
You shouldn't work for her. | |
MR. BARREL | |
Too late. | |
THE BRIDE | |
It's not too late to quit. | |
MR. BARREL | |
Do you have choices? | |
THE BRIDE | |
No. | |
MR. BARREL | |
I know exactly how you feel. | |
THE BRIDE | |
This has nothing to do with You and | |
I, and everything to do with me | |
taking satisfaction from that bitch | |
behind you. And there's absolutely | |
positively no way I'M going to | |
leave here without taking that | |
satisfaction. So Mr. Barrel, you | |
have to stand aside. And that means | |
you must quit, right now. | |
MR. BARREL | |
I can't. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes you can. | |
MR. BARREL | |
No I can't. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Don't say "Can't", there are no | |
"Cant's." Yes - You - Can..... | |
O-REN ISHII | |
Screams at her "...last line of defense;" | |
O-REN (ENGLISH) | |
What are you waiting for? Are you | |
on a date? Attack her you fool! | |
THE BRIDE | |
Oh my God... | |
(pause) | |
...She just called you a fool. She | |
just called you a fool in front of | |
me. Not only am I your opponent. | |
I'm a female fellow countryman. | |
And you're going to risk your life - | |
to say nothing of harming me - for | |
a woman who refers to you as a | |
fool? | |
O-REN | |
is furious, and slaps Mr. Barrel on the shoulder. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Attack, Goddamn you! | |
The Bride acts like she's embarrassed to witness what she | |
just saw. | |
Mr. Barrel spins in O-Ren's direction shooting her a look | |
she's never seen from him before. | |
He then looks back to the Bride. | |
Her eyes are waiting for his. She says with just the | |
slightest hint of plea in her voice; | |
THE BRIDE | |
I'll owe ya one. | |
He looks at her a BEAT longer...then says as he resheaths his | |
sword; | |
MR. BARREL | |
The things I do for a pretty face. | |
INSERT: The Blade sliding back down into the Sheath, The | |
Handle locks into place with a Click. | |
He looks back over his shoulder at his former Mistress, and | |
says; | |
MR. BARREL (JAPANESE) | |
I quit. | |
O-Ren fries and egg on her head. | |
Then with his sheathed Sword in his right hand, and his left | |
hand in his pants pocket, he walks across the carnage-strewn | |
room and out the front door. As he walks, when he's parallel | |
with the Bride, He stops and says; | |
MR. BARREL | |
About that one you owe me. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes? | |
MR. BARREL | |
I'm gonna collect someday, you | |
know? | |
THE BRIDE | |
I'll be disappointed if you don't. | |
He continues walking without a look back. Before he Exits the | |
restaurant, he throws a look in Sofie's direction, Who's | |
lying minus her arm in a pool of her own blood, and says; | |
MR. BARREL | |
Tough luck bout that arm Sofe. | |
He exits the Movie. | |
O-REN and The BRIDE | |
match eyes. The Japanese gal says; | |
O-REN (ENGLISH) | |
Very funny. | |
(pause) | |
Your instrument is quite | |
impressive. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Domo. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Where was it made? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Okinawa. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Whom in Okinawa made you this | |
steel? | |
THE BRIDE | |
This is Hattori Hanzo steel. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
YOU LIE!! | |
The Bride just smiles at her rival's response. | |
O-Ren's composure returns. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Swords however never get tired. I | |
hope you've saved your energy. If | |
you haven't, you might not last | |
five minutes. | |
(pause) | |
Have you seen the garden in this | |
establishment? | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
No. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Oh, you really should. It's quite | |
beautiful. Allow me. | |
O-Ren moves out of the position she's stood in for the entire | |
battle. She steps on the doormat of a corpse, that serves the | |
same purpose of a bottom step, and moves over to the white | |
paper wall and slides it open....REVEALING.... | |
.....A WHITE WINTER WONDERLAND, set against a Jet Black sky. | |
A Snow-covered Japanese Garden awaits right outside. Snow | |
falls from the sky (Slightly artificial, not phony - but | |
Operatic Theatrical). O-Ren stands next to the Bride in the | |
doorway looking out into the white night. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
As last looks go, you could do | |
worse. | |
The Queen of the Tokyo Underworld steps outside... | |
The Bride follows her... | |
INT. SNOW-COVERED JAPANESE GARDEN - NIGHT | |
As snow falls around them, they stand the correct distance | |
from one another. | |
COMBAT MUSIC BEGINS PLAYING, but not Japanese drums - Spanish | |
Flamenco Guitar....... | |
The Bride Unsheaths her Sword Quickly...Holding it out in | |
front of her...Tip of Blade pointed at O-Ren...Sword's Handle | |
and her Fingers wrapped around that handle, up by her | |
cheek...Her eyes are Reflected on the Blade...Snow falls | |
around her. | |
O-Ren begins walking forward towards the Bride...She raises | |
up her Sword, still in its sheath, in front of her face | |
vertically...then begins slowly unsheathing it...Snow falls | |
around her. | |
O-REN'S FEET | |
White socks in wooden clogs, walk forward, Crunching Snow | |
underneath them... | |
The BRIDE | |
Holding Sword...Eyes reflected in Blade...her Yellow Sneakers | |
Crunching snow underneath them... | |
O-REN | |
when her Sword is fully unsheathed, the Japanese combat | |
artist holds both arms straight out at her sides, Sword in | |
one hand - Wood sheath in the other, like a bird.... | |
....The Two Women circle each other.... | |
They SWING - CLASH - DANCE - SEPARATE...CIRCLE...SWING - | |
CLASH - DANCE - SEPARATE... | |
O-REN LEAPS in the air | |
does a Somersault over the Bride's head, landing behind her | |
opponent. She brings her Sword down in a Slashing Swing... | |
SLASHING The BRIDE | |
across her back - Spinning her around... | |
O-Ren goes in for the kill...The Bride meets her blade... The | |
Blades Clash and Lock...The Two Women's faces come together | |
as the Blades become entangled... | |
O-Ren moves her arm in a counter-clockwise motion that | |
loosens the grip enough to bring her sword handle hard into | |
The Bride's mouth... | |
Knocking her backwards over a small, stone bench - Flat on | |
her ass in a koi pond. | |
- The Combat Guitar Stops - | |
O-Ren doesn't charge the fallen blonde, She laughs; | |
O-REN (ENGLISH) | |
Silly Caucasian girl likes to play | |
with samurai swords. Bill might of | |
humored you, but you will find | |
neither humor nor mercy at my | |
blade. Now unless you intend to | |
commit sepeku among the koi, stand | |
up and fight. You may not be able | |
to fight like a samurai, but you | |
can at least die like a samurai. | |
The Combat Guitar starts again...As The Bride slowly rises | |
out of the koi pond. She brings up her sword and Says Calmly | |
to O-Ren in Japanese; | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Attack me. With everything you | |
have. | |
The Two Women Clash Swords furiously, their attack ends with | |
The Bride's Striking O-Ren - not fatally - but deep. They | |
separate... | |
...breathing hard...Cold Air coming out of their mouths like | |
two locomotives... | |
O-Ren looks down to her wound, then back up to The Bride. The | |
respect for the Bride's ability is transparent. | |
The Two Women Circle Stalk each other again... | |
Red Blood running down Yellow Legs onto Yellow Sneakers... | |
Wooden Clogs crunching the Snow, Blood trail dripping down | |
legs staining White Socks with Red... | |
They Attack, the Geisha figurine and The tall western girl | |
with the mane of Whipping Blonde Hair. They Swing - Twist - | |
Turn - Clash, matching blow for blow till they both back off. | |
Both Women are out of breath and have to stop to recuperate. | |
As they both drink the harsh cold air into their lungs, | |
leaving red blood stains in the white snow, the two females | |
have the same thought. The next clash will be their last. | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
I apologize for ridiculing you | |
earlier. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Accepted. | |
They continue breathing... | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Ready? | |
O-REN (JAPANESE) | |
Yes. | |
The Flamenco Guitar begins again, as The Two Women Circle | |
each other for their final attack. | |
With all the quickness and skill at their command, they clash | |
in a superb display of Samurai Swordplay...TILL...They Find | |
themselves on opposite sides of a garden wall... | |
...The Bride and O-Ren both begin Running diagonally through | |
the snow, Swords held up high, Facing each other, Continuing | |
to run even after they passed the wall, Screaming their | |
Samurai hearts out... | |
UNTIL... | |
They both SWING... | |
...can't tell who got who... | |
A SCALP OF LONG, BLACK HAIR FLIES THROUGH THE AIR, landing in | |
the white snow. | |
CU O-REN ISHII | |
facing away from the Bride. Sword still in her hand. We see | |
she doesn't have the TOP OF HER HEAD ON. A touch of her BRAIN | |
is exposed. Blood Droplets streak her face like raindrops. | |
The Queen of the Tokyo Underworld, who's regime has just | |
ended with one swing, stares off into space. | |
O-REN (ENGLISH) | |
That really was a Hattori Hanzo | |
sword... | |
Her sword FALLS from her grip...in the snow by her feet. | |
O-REN (ENGLISH) | |
I always dreamed of owning one... | |
O-Ren FALLS to her knees, toppling forward. | |
Left Cheek in the snow, just barely alive, She says; | |
O-REN (ENGLISH) | |
Did he make it for you? | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Yes. | |
The Last thing she says before she dies; | |
O-REN (ENGLISH) | |
...He must of liked you. | |
With her cheek resting against the snow, her eyes close and | |
she's gone. | |
The BRIDE | |
removes a white handkerchief (The One we saw her sewing | |
earlier with "Bill" in the corner), and uses it to wipe the | |
blood, once belonging to the first name on her death list, | |
off her Hanzo Steel. | |
EX CU THE HANZO SWORD | |
is returned back to its sheath. The LION'S HEAD that Hanzo | |
carved into the wood seems pleased. | |
CUT TO: | |
The BRIDE | |
now wearing a yellow, faceless motorcycle crash helmet on her | |
head, stands FRAMED in a TRUNK SHOT. | |
SOFIE FATALE | |
Minus an arm, lies curled up in the trunk of her MAZDA XOXO. | |
The BRIDE slams the trunk, SCREEN BOES BLACK... | |
The MAZDA driving down the road at supersonic speed. | |
The BRIDE | |
behind the wheel wearing her crash helmet. It looks like an | |
insert from "GRAND PRIX." | |
POV THROUGH WINDSHIELD | |
car speeding...then stopping. | |
BLACK SCREEN | |
The BRIDE lifts up trunk lid, we look up at her FRAMED in the | |
TRUNK SHOT. Helmet on head making her faceless, gold Deadly | |
Viper syringe in her hand. | |
When she speaks it comes out of a VOICE BOX at the bottom of | |
the helmet. Turning her voice deeper and electronically | |
spooky. The two women speak Japanese to each other. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
I've kept you alive for one reason. | |
Information. Being O-Ren's lawyer, | |
I take it you're familiar with | |
Bill? | |
SOFIE (JAPANESE) | |
Yes. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
In fact, I'd guesstimate, you | |
worked for Bill before O-Ren, and | |
that's how it is you came to work | |
for O-Ren. Am I correct? | |
SOFIE (JAPANESE) | |
Yes. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
I thought so. Give me the arm you | |
have left. | |
SOFIE (JAPANESE) | |
Why? | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
I want information. Now gimme your | |
arm. | |
Sofie offers up her remaining arm. | |
She injects Sofie with the gold syringe. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
The cocktail racing through your | |
bloodstream at this moment is | |
Bill's own recipe. He calls it "The | |
Undisputed Truth." | |
Sofie is injected. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Okay, first things first. Where was | |
the other Yubari sister? Yuki? | |
SOFIE (JAPANESE) | |
Yuki's sick. She went home early. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Do tell? What's wrong with her? | |
SOFIE (JAPANESE) | |
She has a cold. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Awwww poor baby. What do you think | |
she'll do when she finds out what | |
happened? | |
SOFIE (JAPANESE) | |
She'll wail with grief. | |
SHOCK CUT TO | |
YUKI YUBARI upon hearing the news of her sister's death... | |
She SCREAMS! | |
BACK TO SOFIE | |
SOFIE | |
She'll drink excessively. | |
BACK TO YUKI | |
Big bottle of sake in her mouth pointed bottom up. | |
BACK TO SOFIE | |
SOFIE | |
She'll start trouble. | |
BACK TO YUKI | |
sitting at a bar in drunken stupor. An OLDER JAPANESE MAN in | |
a business suit sits next to her at the bar...he puts the | |
make on her. | |
BUSINESS SUIT (JAPANESE) | |
Do you like Ferraris? | |
Yuki staring out into space, says with a drunken voice; | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Ferrari...Italian trash. | |
She slowly turns to face the older Japanese man in the | |
business suit. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Do you find me hot? | |
The man in the business suit giggles at her boldness; she | |
gets annoyed; | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Don't laugh! Do you want to fuck | |
me, yes or no? | |
BUSINESS SUIT (JAPANESE) | |
Yes. | |
THEN... | |
He lets out a GRUNT coming from below. | |
We see she has stabbed him in the belly with a samurai short | |
sword, and is slowly dragging the blade across his abdomen, | |
creating a big red grin across his mid-section. | |
TWO SHOT YUKI AND BUSINESS SUIT | |
Yuki focused, Business Suit penetrated...She opens him up | |
more...he feels every inch of the blade's progress. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
How bout now, big boy, do you still | |
wish to penetrate me... | |
Blade cuts deeper... | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Or is it I who has penetrated you. | |
And with her last line, does the final disemboweling slice | |
that sends his insides spilling out onto the barroom floor. | |
BACK TO SOFIE | |
SOFIE (JAPANESE) | |
When she stops shedding tears, | |
she'll start shedding blood. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Best guess, what will she do? | |
SOFIE (JAPANESE) | |
I don't hafta guess, she'll come | |
after you. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Will she ever give up? | |
SOFIE (JAPANESE) | |
She won't have to. When she finds | |
you, I don't know who will win. But | |
what I do know is, she will find | |
you. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Is she more skilled than I? | |
SOFIE (JAPANESE) | |
Skilled won't be the word. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Don't be coy with me, bitch. What | |
would be the word? | |
SOFIE | |
Crazy. | |
The Bride takes this in...then moves on. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Okay, now I want all the | |
information on the Deadly | |
Vipers,... What they've been doing | |
and where I can find them. | |
EXT. TOKYO GENERAL HOSPITAL - NIGHT | |
The big hospital of TOKYO is located by a hill by the | |
highway. Sofie's MAZDA pulls off the highway to the side. | |
The Bride hops out of the car, runs to the back, opens the | |
trunk, takes out Sofie's body, and rolls it down the | |
hill....Sofie stops rolling in front of the entrance of the | |
huge hospital. | |
CUT TO: | |
CU SOFIE | |
in a hospital environment. Bill's voice speaks to her OFF | |
SCREEN; | |
BILL (O.S.; ENGLISH) | |
Sofie, Sofie, my Sofie, I'm so | |
sorry. | |
SOFIE (ENGLISH) | |
Please forgive my betrayal -- | |
He shhhh's her off screen; | |
BILL (O.S.; ENGLISH) | |
-- no more of that. I invented that | |
truth serum. Once it entered your | |
bloodstream, you no longer had a | |
choice. | |
SOFIE (ENGLISH) | |
But, still -- | |
BILL (O.S.; ENGLISH) | |
-- But still -- nothing, except my | |
aching heart over what she's done | |
to my beautiful and brilliant | |
Sofie. | |
(pause) | |
If you had to guess why she left | |
you alive, what would be your | |
guess? | |
SOFIE (ENGLISH) | |
Guessing won't be necessary. She | |
informed me. | |
BACK TO THE BRIDE AT THE TRUNK | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
I'm allowing you to keep your | |
wicked life for one reason and one | |
reason only. So you can tell him, | |
in person, everything that happened | |
here tonight. I want him to witness | |
the extent of my mercy..., by | |
witnessing your deformed body. I | |
want you to tell him, all the | |
information you just told me. I | |
want him to know what I know. I | |
want him to know I want him to | |
know. | |
Then with SUPERMAN X-RAY VISION we see through the helmet to | |
the Bride's face inside as she says the last line. | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
And I want them all to know, | |
they'll all soon be as dead as O | |
REN. | |
WE CUT TO A | |
CU of SOFIE | |
WE PAN to a CU of YUKI | |
Bill says off screen; | |
BILL (O.S.; JAPANESE) | |
If O-Ren was number one, unless | |
she's being tricky, Vernita Green | |
will be number two. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Where is Vernita Green? | |
BILL (O.S., JAPANESE) | |
Los Angeles. Vernita's in Pasadena. | |
But the woman you want will hold up | |
in a low budget motel, fifteen of | |
twenty minutes away from stepping | |
on board a plane departing LAX. If | |
I had to bet...I'd say Hawthorne. | |
Yuki blows a pink bubble gum bubble, it pops and she says in | |
English; | |
YUKI (ENGLISH) | |
California, here I come. | |
CUT TO: | |
CU HATTORI HANZO | |
He's sewing something that requires a lot of concentration. | |
CU The BRIDE'S BARE BACK | |
What he's sewing is, the NASTY SLASH O-Ren gave the Bride on | |
her back, closed with a simple needle and thread. | |
CU The BRIDE | |
lies naked on her stomach, head up, chin resting on her | |
folded hand, feeling no pain at the needle piercing her | |
flesh. The sleeping giant is awake, and in her eyes we see | |
she's filled with a terrible resolve. | |
As Hanzo sews, he recites in Japanese the Yagu mantra, the | |
Bride recites in Japanese after him. | |
EX CU: O-REN ISHII'S name written in the Bride's notebook | |
with the number one next to it. A black felt pen comes into | |
frame and draws a line through the name. | |
FADE TO BLACK. | |
BLACK FRAME | |
TITLE CARD: | |
Chapter five | |
YUKI'S REVENGE | |
We hear music under this card... | |
MONTAGE OF YUKI coming to Los Angeles cut to music. | |
We see YUKI dressed in her Japanese private schoolgirl outfit | |
with white blouse, plaid skirt, bobby socks, blazer, and | |
barrettes in her hair, flying on a jet enroute to Los | |
Angeles. She paints her fingernails with bubble gum-colored | |
nail polish. | |
Yuki walks through LAX. | |
Yuki standing next to a CAR SALESMAN on a California car lot. | |
She points at a car in front of her. | |
We see her cool convertible sports car and her finger | |
pointing at it. | |
We see Yuki behind the wheel of the sports car, driving as | |
fast as she can through the twists and turns of the Hollywood | |
Hills, laughing all the way. | |
We see Yuki running around all over LA, Hollywood and | |
Disneyland taking pictures with her disposable Barbie camera. | |
SPLIT SCREEN | |
YUKI'S SIDE THE BRIDE'S SIDE | |
PHOTO: Yuki with the The Bride on an airplaine | |
Hollywood signin the b.g., flying to Los Angeles. | |
she points to it. | |
PHOTO: Yuki in front of the The plane lands in L.A. | |
Chinese Theatre. | |
PHOTO: Yuki at Grauman's | |
Chinese Theatre, wearing a The Bride walks off the | |
cowboy hat, in front of Roy plane with the other | |
Rogers' and Trigger's hand passengers. | |
foot and hoof prints. She | |
holds her fingers like a | |
six-shooter. | |
PHOTO: Yuki posing with a The Bride walking | |
celebrityshe's bumped into. through LAX. | |
Yuki behind the velvet ropes | |
of a Hollywood premiere with | |
the other fans. She watches | |
the STARS walk the red carpet | |
with her autograph book in her | |
hand. | |
YUKI screaming on a roller- | |
coaster. | |
PHOTO: At Disneyland. Doing | |
a Bonnie and Clyde-style pose | |
with a Captain Hook. And | |
another photo in between | |
Chip N' Dale. | |
CU YUKI CU The BRIDE | |
walking, stalking, and walking through LAX. | |
eating huge ice cream | |
waffle cone. | |
SPLIT SCREEN (CONT'D) | |
YUKI'S SIDE THE BRIDE'S SIDE | |
We see Yuki is tailing the We see The Bride is | |
Bride through LAX. being followed by Yuki. | |
Our heroine is unaware. | |
Yuki driving her sports car. The Bride renting a | |
Stalking. motel. We see Yuki's | |
car drive by in the B.G. | |
through the motel's | |
picture window. | |
MEDIUM CU of Yuki wearing a YUKI'S POV: | |
whiteuniform, and taking The Bride entering her | |
money. Her eyes watch yellow pickup truck | |
something off screen. parked in front of | |
Vernita's house. | |
We see Yuki is dressed like EX CU: VERNITA GREEN'S | |
an ice cream man, and is name in the Bride's | |
selling ice cream to kids notebook. She draws a | |
from an ice cream truck on black felt pen through | |
Vernita's block. the name. | |
THE BRIDE | |
(to herself) | |
Two down, and three to | |
go. | |
CU Yuki's face as she watches The Bride driving away | |
the Bride drive away. from the scene of her | |
latest victory. | |
CU Yuki, smiles. Now's the YUKI'S POV: The yellow | |
time. pussy wagon drives away. | |
Yuki, at night, sitting in YUKI'S POV: The | |
the surveillance seat of her exterior of the motel, | |
sports car. Her hands are the Bride is staying in. | |
busy below frame. The motel is located on | |
a Hawthorne residential | |
street. Her yellow | |
pickup truck is parked | |
on the street. | |
SPLIT SCREEN (CONT'D) | |
YUKI'S SIDE THE BRIDE'S SIDE | |
Yuki loading an Israel The Bride, on the phone, | |
compact sub-machine gun booking her flight out | |
that lays on her plaid of LA to Texas, as she | |
skirt lap. packs her crap inside | |
her motel room. | |
The Bride carries her | |
stuff, the Hanzo sword, | |
her money in a backpack, | |
and her other stuff in a | |
canvas duffle bag. | |
CU YUKI watches. Weapon She carries the stuff | |
locked,loaded, and ready. from indoors to | |
She makes a line of baby outdoors to the yellow | |
blue powder on the pickup. | |
dashboard, then snorts it | |
up her nose. | |
A SUBTITLE APPEARS UNDERNEATH: | |
DRUG of Bill's own concoction. | |
He calls it, "The Blues." | |
The drug affects her. Now's | |
the time. | |
Yuki gets out of the car YUKI'S POV: We see the | |
and heads for the Bride from a distance, | |
oblivious Bride. by her truck. | |
Cu Yuki walking towards the YUKI'S POV: Approaching | |
Bride. the Bride from behind. | |
A camera behind Yuki as | |
she walks, holding the | |
sub-machine gun behind | |
her back. | |
FULL SCREEN | |
We stay with Yuki's side as she stops across the street from | |
the Bride. During their face-off we only see the Bride at a | |
distance. | |
The Bride is in the b.g., back to us packing her trunk, just | |
about ready to make a clean getaway... | |
WHEN... | |
Yuki yells to the figure across the street. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Conigute wa! | |
We see the back-turned figure of the Bride slightly freeze | |
upon hearing the Japanese greeting. Without turning around | |
she says; | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Conigute wa. | |
(pause) | |
Yuki? | |
YUKI (ENGLISH) | |
Bingo! | |
THRILLER MUSIC begins on the soundtrack. | |
The Bride turns around to face the young avenger. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Can I help you? | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
You can kill yourself. | |
Yuki giggles. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Taking a trip? | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
I was. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
You still are. One way. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
I know you feel you must avenge | |
your sister. But I beg you...walk | |
away. | |
Yuki giggles. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
You call that begging? You can beg | |
better than that. | |
Yuki giggles. Then she takes out a flashlight, and switches | |
on the beam. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Can I see your face? I've heard | |
your beauty is exquisite. I would | |
like to see for myself. | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Sure. | |
Yuki shines the flashlight beam in the Bride's face. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Ohhhh,...look how pretty your face | |
is. Oooohhh,... I want to touch it. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Domo. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Your face is so pretty, I just want | |
to put both of my palms against | |
your cheeks and give you little | |
tiny kisses. | |
Yuki then shines the flashlight up into her own face. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
How do I look? | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Very pretty. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
You're just saying that 'cause I | |
told you how pretty you are. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Yuki, you're gorgeous. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Really? Is that how you'd describe | |
me to somebody if I wasn't here? | |
Yuki's gorgeous? | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
You bet. | |
Yuki giggles. | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Don't make me kill you. | |
YUKI (ENGLISH) | |
Okay. | |
Yuki removes the Israel sub-machine gun from behind her back | |
and FIRES A LOUD INTENSE VOLUME of firepower at The Bride. | |
The Bride dives out of her way, just as her yellow pussy | |
wagon is demolished by the ammo. | |
The Bride, with her samurai sword in her hand, and her | |
backpack full of money, takes off running across a couple of | |
front lawns... | |
Yuki chases her with machine gun fire... | |
The Bride LEAPS over a long hedge...disappearing Behind it. | |
Yuki runs after her, firing all the way, destroying the | |
hedge... | |
The Bride darts across the street, she hits the ground and | |
rolls under a Volkswagen van. | |
Bullet FIRE EXPLODES all around the Bride as she rolls out on | |
the other side. She removes her 9mm automatic and returns | |
fire from behind the van. | |
Yuki yells to her in English; | |
YUKI (ENGLISH) | |
You think you're safe! I say; Ha! | |
She takes out a hand grenade, removes the pin with her teeth, | |
and slides it towards the Bride. | |
The Bride sees the live hand grenade skidding and sliding on | |
the asphalt towards her... | |
She takes off running...as the Volkswagen van EXPLODES BEHIND | |
HER. | |
She cuts through the backyard of a house -- THE CAMERA TAKING | |
OFF WITH HER -- over their fence, in the backyard over the | |
fence into another yard. She trips, falling into the other | |
house's swimming pool. Instead of splashing around, the Bride | |
swims like she was in the Olympics, till she's in the shallow | |
end. Without breaking her stride, she runs out of the pool. | |
Now with her gun out, the sopping wet Bride gets to the front | |
of the house. It's located on a cul de sac. | |
WHEN... | |
Yuki's sports car pulls up at the end of the street. | |
Both women see the other. | |
Yuki hits the gas, firing her machine gun out the window of | |
her car as she speeds down the dead-end street. | |
The Bride, runs across lawns and hides behind parked cars on | |
the street, as the bullets rip up homes, lawns, and | |
automobiles. | |
When Yuki's car reaches the end of the dead end,... | |
She jerks the wheel... | |
SPINNING the car around, pointing it in the opposite | |
direction. | |
SHE HITS THE GAS AGAIN... | |
SHE PULLS THE MACHINE GUN TRIGGER AGAIN... | |
BULLETS TEAR UP the cars lining the street. | |
In the hail of bullets, the Bride tries to fire back. | |
Yuki reaches the end of the street and spins the car around. | |
She gets ready to make a third pass. | |
Some PEOPLE in the house behind the Bride, look out of their | |
front door. | |
The Bride yells at them; | |
THE BRIDE | |
Stay in your house and stay down on | |
the floor! | |
Yuki speeds after her, but this time she pops the curb and | |
drives across the front lawns on the street heading right for | |
her. | |
The Bride runs into the house she's in front of. | |
She runs through the living room, to the kitchen and the back | |
door, but the kitchen's where the family that lives here is | |
hiding and they block the door. | |
Yuki's sports car pulls up in front of the house. She stands | |
up in the convertible. Takes out a grenade, pulls the pin and | |
says; | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Time for the rabbit to come out of | |
her hole! | |
She lobs the grenade up on the porch, then throws herself | |
face down on the lawn. | |
The porch and the front of the house explodes into splinters. | |
Everybody in the kitchen is blown back. | |
Realizing there's no getting out of the back door, the Bride | |
runs back into the living room that's now missing a wall, and | |
runs up the home's staircase leading to the bedrooms. | |
Yuki steps into the house, sub-machine gun in hand... | |
The Bride makes it to the top of the stairs, and is just | |
about to disappear behind the upstairs hallway wall... | |
WHEN... | |
Yuki fires up at her, hitting her twice in the leg. | |
The upstairs hallway, two bedroom doorways line both sides of | |
the hallway. The Bride crashes to the floor -- SCREAMING -- | |
blood pours out of her gunshots. | |
Yuki charges up the stairs...machine gun blazing, tearing up | |
the house. | |
The Bride aims her 9mm where she expects Yuki to emerge. | |
Yuki gets to the top of the stairs, and steps into the | |
hallway. | |
The Bride fires... | |
The Bride's bullet wings Yuki in the left breast, knocking | |
her through a bedroom doorway. | |
THE BRIDE | |
(to herself) | |
Gotcha! | |
Yuki screams like a little girl at the pain. She yells from | |
the doorway into the hallway; | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
You fucking bitch! You shot me in | |
my breast! They're not fully | |
developed yet, you fucking asshole! | |
Now I'm always gonna have a dimple! | |
The Bride answers Yuki back with an imitation of Yuki's | |
giggle, which makes the youngin blow her top. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
Piss me off! | |
She fires her machine gun around the corner, tearing up | |
everything around the Bride. | |
When the young girl stops firing, the Bride yells; | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Yuki, in about two minutes there's | |
going to be an army of police here. | |
So if you're gonna kill me, now's | |
the time. | |
From her hiding place, Yuki snorts a line of baby blue | |
powder. It gives her energy. | |
THE BRIDE (O.S., ENGLISH) | |
So what's it gonna be bitch? | |
Slapping a new clip in her machine gun. | |
YUKI (JAPANESE) | |
That fucking does it! | |
Yuki comes around the corner FIRING her machine gun in the | |
Bride's direction, ripping up everything around her. | |
The Bride lying flat on the floor fires her 9mm. | |
The explosion of ammo creates the hysteria of warfare combat. | |
Yuki charges the Bride, Kamakazi style. | |
Three more bullets rip into the Bride, the Bride fires up at | |
Yuki, hitting her three times in the body, knocking her off | |
her feet, and sending her tumbling down the stairs. | |
The Bride shot up, pulls herself to the top of the stairs. | |
She sees Yuki lying at the bottom, dead. | |
Yuki's face, dead, eyes closed...then they pop up open... | |
Guess what...she's not dead. Though she's bloody and her | |
schoolgirl uniform is filled with bullet holes she rises. Her | |
head turns in the direction of the Bride... | |
The Bride sees this and can't believe it... | |
They lock eyes... | |
...Yuki, who no longer has the machine gun, takes out a | |
deadly looking knife and snaps it open with a smile that | |
builds to a scream... | |
She charges up the steps at the Bride. | |
The startled Bride fires at her...the 9mm's empty... | |
Yuki charging up the steps, yelling, knife raised high... | |
The Bride, hurriedly removes the pistol she keeps in her | |
ankle holster. | |
Yuki chargin... | |
The Bride cocks back the hammer... | |
...Yuki charging, getting closer... | |
The Bride FIRES | |
Bullet hits Yuki, stops her for a quarter of a second, but | |
she keeps charging... | |
The Bride fires again... | |
Yuki jerks but keeps on charging... | |
Bride fires... | |
Yuki jerks, but keeps charging... | |
Bride fires... | |
Yuki jerks, keeps chargin, almost at her, knife raised | |
high... | |
The Bride FIRES | |
Yuki jerks, but keeps charging, knife ready to do its duty... | |
The Bride fires, but her gun jams... | |
Yuki leaps on her with the knife... | |
They struggle for a moment... | |
...TILL... | |
...The Bride realizes Yuki's dead. She tosses her to the | |
side. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Goddamn, what a wildcat. | |
INT. NURSE OWEN'S HOME - NIGHT | |
The phone rings and a black woman in a nurse's uniform with a | |
name tag on it that reads, "B. Owens," answers the phone. | |
NURSE OWENS | |
Hello. | |
CU The Bride | |
on her cell phone, a business card in her hand, with a number | |
written on the back that says, "B. Owens," and her phone | |
number. She's bleeding from her five bullet holes. Sitting in | |
a pool of her own blood. She's starting to tremble. We can't | |
see where she's at, but it's somewhere surrounded by wood | |
planks. The moon shines into the structure. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Hello, I'm calling Nurse Owens -- | |
NURSE OWENS | |
Who is this. | |
THE BRIDE | |
You don't know me, but -- | |
NURSE OWENS | |
-- And I don't want to neither. Now | |
I don't know how you got my number, | |
but you can just rip that shit up, | |
because -- | |
THE BRIDE | |
-- I've been shot five times -- | |
NURSE OWENS | |
-- Stop, I don't wanna hear no | |
more. I got problems of my own. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I'm dying. | |
NURSE OWENS | |
Then bitch, you better call | |
yourself a ambulance, cause I don't | |
do this shit no more. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I can't call an ambulance. | |
NURSE OWENS | |
-- No, you can call a ambulance, | |
you just don't want to. But if your | |
ass is really dying, you ain't got | |
no motherfuckin choice. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I do have a choice, and I'm | |
choosing to call you. If you refuse | |
to help me, I'll die. And that will | |
be your choice. | |
NURSE OWENS | |
Bitch, I don't even know you! | |
THE BRIDE | |
What do you need to know? I'm from | |
Earth, I'm a woman, I'm dying, and | |
only you can help me. | |
Her last line has an effect on the hard-hearted nurse. | |
NURSE OWENS | |
Okay, where you at? | |
THE BRIDE | |
I'm in Hawthorne. I'm hiding in a | |
kids treehouse. It's a street | |
called, "Dimmick". 1-7-3-6 Dimmick | |
Avenue. There's a bunch of police | |
cars and firetrucks, about two | |
blocks away. | |
NURSE OWENS | |
Whatcha do, crawl two blocks? | |
THE BRIDE | |
If you can't walk, you better | |
crawl. | |
Nurse Owens likes that last line. | |
NURSE OWENS | |
You got you some money dontcha, or | |
am I doin this out of the goodness | |
of my heart? | |
THE BRIDE | |
You come and get me, today's pay | |
day. | |
NURSE OWENS | |
You ain't too far away. You gonna | |
bleed to death I get there in a | |
half a hour? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Probably. | |
NURSE OWENS | |
Okay, I'll be there in fifteen | |
minutes. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Is that Pacific Standard Time, or | |
C.P.T.? | |
NURSE OWENS | |
Just you better be there when I get | |
there, and you better be shot five | |
times, and your bony ass better be | |
on your last motherfuckin legs. | |
THE BRIDE | |
How do you know I have a bony ass? | |
NURSE OWENS | |
You sound like you have a bony ass. | |
The Nurse hangs up the phone. | |
INT. TREEHOUSE - NIGHT | |
The Bride sits in her own blood waiting for Nurse Owens. | |
Nurse Owens' head pops up from the door in the floor. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Glad you made it. | |
NURSE OWENS | |
There's cops all over here, I had | |
to be cool. They tend to notice | |
things like Negroes sneaking around | |
people's backyards. | |
The nurse hands the Bride a big bottle of Wild Turkey. | |
THE BRIDE | |
What's that? | |
NURSE OWENS | |
This shit's gonna hurt, and I ain't | |
got no anesthetic. | |
(refers to the bottle) | |
So git busy. | |
INT. NURSE OWEN'S KITCHEN - NIGHT | |
OVERHEAD SHOT | |
The Bride laid out on Nurse Owens' kitchen table, while the | |
nurse extracts the bullets. | |
The Bride screams. | |
The TV is turned up loud to hide the screams. | |
The fifth slug is placed in an ashtray next to three | |
cigarette butts and other balls of lead. | |
The Bride, drunk as a skunk, says to her savior; | |
THE BRIDE | |
That fuckin smarts. | |
Smoking her menthol Kool, Nurse Owens says; | |
NURSE OWENS | |
Yeah, bullets are bad news. In the | |
future, you should avoid them if | |
you can. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I'll keep that in mind. So, do I | |
have a future? | |
NURSE OWENS | |
You'll live to kill again. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Splendid. | |
She passes out. | |
FADE TO BLACK. | |
BLACK FRAME | |
TITLE CARD: | |
Chapter six | |
"Can she bake a cherry pie." | |
EX CU SLOT IN DOOR | |
is slid open revealing two male eyes on the other side. | |
DOORMAN (O.S.) | |
Yes? | |
TWO EYES (O.S.) | |
I heard you had a game? | |
DOORMAN (O.S.) | |
Who are you? | |
TWO EYES (O.S.) | |
They call me Bill. | |
DOORMAN (O.S.) | |
Bill what? | |
BILL (O.S.) | |
That, no one ever calls me. | |
A FEMALE VOICE FROM OFF SCREEN says to the Doorman; | |
FEMALE VOICE (O.S.) | |
Open the door Alburt, let's see | |
what this Bill looks like. | |
The door opens revealing BILL to the other side of the door, | |
and for the first time, to the audience. He looks cool. | |
INT. HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT | |
Bill looks inside and sees a fancy hotel room converted into | |
a crap game. A crap table has been erected in the middle of | |
the suite. SEVEN MEN stand around the table trying their | |
luck. All playing has stopped at the opening of the door. | |
One woman in a beautiful black dress, stands at the head of | |
the table...It's her game...her name is L.F. O'BOYLE. | |
Bill stands in the doorway. ALBURT the doorman, who wears a | |
tux, waits for L.F.'s word. | |
L.F. O'BOYLE | |
Are you a policeman, Bill? | |
BILL | |
Not anymore? | |
L.F. laughs. | |
L.F. | |
Let him play, Alburt. | |
Bill steps inside and the game continues in earnest. | |
L.F. | |
(to the players) | |
We now return to the game already | |
in progress. The point is nine | |
gentlemen, nine is the point... | |
As Alburt frisks him, Bill takes in the room. There are five | |
other men all wearing black tuxedos, all carrying samurai | |
swords (as is Alburt), all working for Miss O'Boyle. In his | |
hand Bill holds his sheathed Hanzo sword. Referring to the | |
sword; | |
ALBURT | |
I'll take that. | |
BILL | |
You'll have to. | |
The two men stare... | |
L.F. | |
Now now boys...Mr. Bill, do you | |
intend to start any shit with that | |
sword? | |
BILL | |
I give you my word of honor, I will | |
start nothing. | |
L.F. | |
Good enough for me. | |
(back to game) | |
ALBURT | |
Miss O'Boyle required a two-hundred | |
dollar membership fee. | |
BILL | |
That's rather pricey. | |
ALBURT | |
You wanna play for free, go to | |
Vegas. You start now you'll be | |
there by sundown. | |
Bill takes out a roll of bills that would choke a rodeo bull | |
to death. He peels off two hundred. | |
BILL | |
I think I'll stay here. I'm | |
thirsty. | |
ALBURT | |
That way. | |
Bill walks over to the suite's bar, a YOUNG WOMAN tends it. | |
BILL | |
Beer. | |
BARTENDER | |
Twenty dollars. | |
BILL | |
Twenty dollars for a beer? | |
BARTENDER | |
High cost of living shooter. You | |
don't like it, go to Vegas. You can | |
get a prime rib dinner there for | |
3.95. | |
BILL | |
What am I going to do, I'm thirsty. | |
(throws a 20 on the bar) | |
Pour the beer. | |
The Bartender produces a dixie cup, and a can of Budweiser. | |
She pops the top and fills the cup, leaving half of the beer | |
inside the can. She then offers only the cup to Bill. | |
BILL | |
(pointing to the can) | |
I don't get that? | |
The Bartender slowly shakes her head, no. | |
He lifts the dixie cup to his lips, and says; | |
BILL | |
Cheers. | |
Bill approaches the table with his dixie cup of beer. | |
L.F. | |
Gentlemen, let's see if the new kid | |
in school wants to play right away. | |
(to Bill) | |
How bout it new kid, you wanna | |
handle my bones, or do you just | |
like to watch? | |
Dropping his money roll on the table... | |
BILL | |
I came to play. | |
Color L.F. impressed. | |
L.F. | |
Boys take a look at this man, he's | |
what Webster's calls, a gambler. | |
The dice belong to you , sir. | |
With her table stick, she pushes the dice to Bill. He takes | |
them and inspects them. | |
L.F. | |
I hope you're not implying | |
anything, friend? | |
BILL | |
(as he inspects dice) | |
I'm not implying anything. | |
Alburt starts to move from his position by the door. | |
ALBURT | |
That did it fuckhead, you're out | |
the door -- | |
L.F. motions him back to his position. | |
The players watch L.F. And Bill, an opposite ends of the | |
table, trade quips. | |
Bill looks from the dice to L.F. | |
BILL | |
You looked me over when I stood in | |
your doorway. I'm looking you over | |
as I step up to your table. If I | |
don't know, I don't throw. | |
L.F. | |
Are you satisfied? | |
BILL | |
More or less. | |
L.F. | |
I think we're getting into a | |
antagonistic relationship. | |
BILL | |
Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were | |
trying to take my money, and I was | |
trying to take yours. | |
L.F. | |
It's just a game. | |
Bill throws ten thousand dollars on the table, the room | |
reacts. | |
BILL | |
If you're game, take my bet | |
sportsman. | |
L.F. | |
Covered. | |
Bill smiles as he rolls the dice in his hand, then | |
throws...7...The room reacts...L.F. smiles and pushes the | |
money and the dice back to Bill with her stick. He picks up | |
his winnings, tosses them back on the table, and says; | |
BILL | |
Shoot it all. | |
The room reacts. | |
L.F. | |
Covered. | |
He holds the dice in his fist...and throws...5... | |
L.F. | |
The point is five, gentlemen, five | |
is the point. | |
Bill throws...5...more reaction...more money... | |
BILL | |
Shoot it all. | |
L.F. | |
Covered. | |
He shoots again, he wins again... | |
L.F. MOVES THE MONEY in front of him. | |
Bill picks up the stack of moola...L.F. Stands behind her | |
table, stick in her hand, eyes on her opponent. | |
In the midst of this silence, his beeper goes off. His eyes | |
go to it. It reads; ELLE DRIVER. | |
He raises his eyes from the beeper to L.F., casually tosses | |
the green on the felt and says; | |
BILL | |
Shoot it all. | |
L.F. | |
Pretty lucky tonight, huh? | |
BILL | |
Play a game of luck long enough | |
you're bound to meet some lucky | |
people. | |
L.F. | |
You know we've never been properly | |
introduced, I'm L.F. O'Boyle. | |
BILL | |
And I'm not interested. | |
L.F. | |
No, you're rude. Why so rude rude | |
boy, I'm only trying to be | |
friendly. | |
BILL | |
I didn't come here to make friends. | |
I came here to shoot a little crap. | |
But then your boy over there hits | |
me up for a two hundred dollar | |
privilege to play fee -- | |
L.F. | |
-- That's a membership fee, good | |
for -- | |
BILL | |
-- You and nobody else. You sell at | |
the bar a half can of warm piss, at | |
twenty bucks a shot. How much did | |
the six-pack cost you? 5.60, 5.65? | |
You're greedy O'Boyle. You're just | |
too Goddamn greedy. You know what I | |
like to do when I meet greedy | |
people? Take every fuckin thing | |
they got. Leave em with nothing. | |
L.F. | |
So that's your game, you want to | |
teach me a lesson? | |
BILL | |
I wanna burn you down. When I'm | |
through with you, you won't have a | |
pot to piss, or a window to throw | |
it out of. You'll thumb a ride out | |
of L.A. wearing a barrel. | |
L.F. | |
I could always save myself this | |
horrible fate by not taking your | |
bet. | |
BILL | |
To be replaced by a different fate. | |
The embarrassing truth that you run | |
a gutless game. I won't forget it. | |
I'm sure these gentlemen won't | |
forget it. I'm sure they'll tell | |
people who won't forget it. And we | |
won't come back. If we don't come | |
back, you won't get our money. | |
Couple of weeks, you won't have a | |
game. | |
L.F. | |
You got a big mouth, lucky boy. And | |
the idea of taking everything | |
you've won away, and sending you | |
out the door with nothing but a red | |
face, is so appealing to me, that I | |
will take your bet. But.....not | |
with those dice. | |
BILL | |
Oooohhh, that's.... | |
L.F. | |
The house's perogative and you know | |
it. | |
She holds out her palm and two new pair of dice (black) are | |
placed in her hand by one of her bodyguards. She sets the | |
dice on the table, and moves them in front of Bill with her | |
stick. | |
Bill looks down at them. | |
L.F. | |
Maybe you would like to change your | |
bet? | |
BILL | |
Yes I would.....Shoot it | |
all.....Against myself. | |
His hand scoops the dice off the table. | |
He catches the young lady by surprise. | |
L.F. | |
What? | |
BILL | |
Did I stutter, I'm changing my bet. | |
I'm betting I don't make it. | |
From the door Alburt says; | |
ALBURT | |
You can't do that. | |
BILL | |
Oh yes I can. It's the shooter's | |
perogative, and she knows it. | |
L.F. | |
Covered. | |
He throws.... | |
....................BOXCARS. | |
The spectators go apeshit. | |
Bill scoops up his money and looks to the lady who's game he | |
just busted. | |
BILL | |
Can I use your phone? | |
L.F. | |
Sure it's next to the bed. | |
INT. BED AREA OF HOTEL ROOM | |
Bill sits on the bed talking with Elle Driver on the phone. | |
In the b.g. L.F. is throwing everybody out. | |
L.F. | |
Game's over, get out! Get the fuck | |
out! No more tonight, go home.... | |
BILL | |
(into phone) | |
Vernita's dead? When? | |
(pause) | |
What about her family? | |
(pause) | |
Nice to see Kiddo hasn't gone | |
completely apeshit. No idea where | |
she is? | |
(pause) | |
Okay that did it, we're going to | |
Texas and talk sense into Budd | |
before (BLEEP) makes him number | |
three. | |
He looks over and L.F. is sitting on the floor of the bed. | |
All the players have left, only L.F. and her five tuxedo boys | |
remain. | |
BILL | |
We're going to have a talk about | |
this later. | |
(pause) | |
Well, I'm not exactly among friends | |
at the moment. | |
(pause...he laughs) | |
I'll keep that in mind, bye bye. | |
He hangs up. | |
BILL | |
Got a nose problem? | |
L.F. | |
I said you could use my phone. I | |
didn't say I wouldn't listen. | |
BILL | |
This is true. | |
L.F. | |
You didn't burn me down you know? | |
BILL | |
Course not. First rule of any | |
house, ya gotta have LUCKY GUY | |
comes in and wipes the place out | |
insurance. | |
L.F. | |
If there weren't losers it wouldn't | |
be a game. | |
Standing up, folding his winnings into his inside jacket | |
pocket, looking at L.F. and her boys, he says; | |
BILL | |
I sincerely hope you mean that. | |
Without another word he exits the hotel room. | |
Nobody makes a move to stop him. | |
L.F. O'Boyle and her henchmen stand still as they wait for | |
the sound of the elevator in the hall. | |
The Bride's Voice comes on the soundtrack; | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
What L.F. O'Boyle didn't know was, | |
the real game was just beginning. | |
Bill was on the job, and she was | |
the target. Now Bill was the | |
greatest assassin of the 20th | |
century. In fact the term HITMAN | |
was coined for him. And he rarely | |
performs actual assassinations | |
anymore. However every once in | |
awhile - to keep his hand in - he | |
does. Only he plays a game. He | |
doesn't start big trouble...he lets | |
them start it. If they do, they're | |
dead. If they don't, not only won't | |
he perform, he'll take the hit off | |
the market. It's kind of fun | |
watching people gamble when they | |
don't know they're gambling, isn't | |
it? | |
They hear the elevator in the hall. | |
L.F. O'Boyle tells her men; | |
L.F. | |
Get my money back. Don't kill him. | |
Chop off all his fingers. | |
Alburt smiles. | |
The Five men go out the door. | |
INT. HALLWAY HOTEL | |
The Five tuxedo-clad bodyguards hit the hallway, only to | |
see....BILL, with his Hanzo sword unsheathed, standing at the | |
end. | |
This wasn't expected, they unsheath their swords. | |
He Charges at them. | |
In the hotel's hallway, Bill cuts through the five men. His | |
mastery of the Hanzo sword in his hand is peerless. He cuts | |
through the first four rather quickly. The fifth one, Alburt, | |
is the most skilled, but he too falls under the master's | |
blade. | |
INT. HOTEL ROOM | |
L.F. O'Boyle hides in her room, holding a gun, pointed at the | |
front door. | |
She sits in bushwhack mode, waiting for Bill, or anybody for | |
that matter, to step through the doorway. | |
WHEN... | |
The window her back is up against SHATTERS, and a black | |
gloved hand reaches inside and GRABS her by her hair, and | |
YANKS her out the window. | |
EXT. HOTEL WINDOW LEDGE - NIGHT | |
Bill on the ledge of the hotel window (the 26th floor), | |
outside L.F. O'Boyle's room. | |
He's yanked her outside and he's dangling her over the side | |
by her hair. | |
BILL | |
Do you know a Jessica? | |
L.F. Is too hysterical to answer. | |
BILL | |
Well, she knows you. | |
He drops her...... | |
............... SHE FALLS.... | |
...................................SHE SPLATS. | |
Bill watches her all the way down. When he's confident her | |
fall was fatal, he leaves the ledge. | |
FADE TO BLACK. | |
BLACK FRAME | |
TITLE CARD: | |
Chapter seven | |
"The lonely grave of | |
Paula Schultz" | |
EXT. BUDD'S TRAILER - DAY | |
A small camper trailer sits all by its lonesome in the middle | |
of a barren Texas wasteland. | |
A SUBTITLE APPEARS under this image; | |
"The city of | |
Austin Texas." | |
A fist knocks on the trailer door. | |
It opens, revealing Bill's brother, BUDD. Not the Slick | |
Willie Budd with the black suit and the silver-tipped black | |
cowboy boots we saw earlier at the wedding chapel massacre. | |
No, the Budd we see now is the Budd who climbed into a bottle | |
five years ago, got himself comfortable, and decided to live | |
there. | |
Bill, looking like a cool million, stands out in the dirt and | |
dust of Budd's lot of land, looking up at his brother in his | |
natural habitat. In the B.G. we can see Elle Driver lounging | |
in the passenger's seat. | |
Budd, surprised by the visitor, says; | |
BUDD | |
Great day in the morning. Brother | |
Bill livin up to his familia | |
obligation. | |
BILL | |
How ya doin' Budd? | |
BUDD | |
Oh, you know my life, Bill, just a | |
mad rush of wild parties and | |
wealthy women. | |
Budd squints into the sun at the woman in Bill's ear. | |
BUDD | |
Is that that tall blonde one-eyed | |
Viking bitch in the passenger seat? | |
BILL | |
It's Elle. Want to say hello? | |
BUDD | |
Never said "bye," can't seem to | |
think of a reason to say, "hi." | |
INSERT: INT. - BILL'S CAR | |
Elle inside, blasting both the stereo and the air | |
conditioner. She watches the brotherly scene play out through | |
the car windshield. Obviously there's no love lost between | |
Elle and Budd. | |
BUDD | |
What'd ya wanna talk about? | |
BILL | |
Are you not going to invite me in? | |
BUDD | |
No. | |
BILL | |
May I ask why not? | |
BUDD | |
It stinks in there, that's why. Now | |
what's so important it requires a | |
reunion? | |
TIME CUT | |
The estranged brothers continue their conversation. Budd sits | |
in the doorway of his trailer, bottle of jack in his hand. | |
Bill stands. | |
BUDD | |
You tryin to tell me she cut her | |
way through eighty-eight bodyguards | |
'fore she got to O-Ren? | |
BILL | |
No. There wasn't really eighty | |
eight of them, they just called | |
themselves The Crazy 88. | |
BUDD | |
Why. | |
BILL | |
I dunno, I guess they thought it | |
sounded cool. Anyhow, she had about | |
26 or 27 around her when (BLEEP) | |
attacked. They all fell under her | |
Hanzo sword. | |
The mention of a Hattori Hanzo sword gets Budd's attention. | |
BUDD | |
She got 'er a Hattori Hanzo sword? | |
Bill nods his head, "yes." | |
BILL | |
She has a Hanzo Jingi sword. | |
BUDD | |
He made her one? Didn't he swear a | |
blood oath never to make another | |
sword? | |
BILL | |
It would appear he's broken it. | |
Budd doesn't say anything at first...THEN; | |
BUDD | |
Them Japs know how to carry a | |
grudge don't they? Or is it just | |
you tend to bring that out in | |
people? | |
BILL | |
(pause) | |
I know this is a ridiculous | |
question before I ask, but you by | |
any chance haven't kept up with | |
your swordplay? | |
BUDD | |
Hell, I pawned that years ago. | |
BILL | |
You pawned a Hattori Hanzo sword? | |
BUDD | |
Yep. | |
The disrespect is pain. | |
BILL | |
It was priceless. | |
BUDD | |
Not in El Paso it ain't. In El Pso | |
I got me 250 Dollars for it. | |
BILL | |
Since it was a gift from me, why | |
didn't you offer me the chance to | |
buy it back? | |
BUDD | |
Because that would've required me | |
to acknowledge your existence. | |
Drunken bum though I may be, I | |
don't need booze that bad. But who | |
the hell gives a crap anyway. That | |
bitch ain't gittin no Bushido | |
points for killin a white trash | |
piece of shit like me with a | |
samurai sword. I'm a bouncer in a | |
titty bar, Bill. If she wants to | |
fight me, all she gotta do is come | |
down to the Club, start some shit, | |
and we'll be in a a fight. | |
BILL | |
-- Budd, you need to listen to me. | |
I know we haven't spoken for quite | |
some time, and the last time we | |
spoke wasn't the most pleasant. But | |
you need to get over being mad at | |
me, and start becoming afraid of | |
Bea. Because she is coming, and | |
she's coming to kill you. And | |
unless you accept my assistance, I | |
have no doubt she will succeed. | |
Budd sees Bill's true concern for his welfare. | |
Bill tries to charm his brother. | |
BILL | |
Can't we forget the past, and look | |
at the happy side of all this? | |
Budd chuckles. | |
BUDD | |
And what would that happy side be? | |
BILL | |
She's brought "the boys" back | |
together. | |
Budd is touched by Bill's concern and chuckles to himself. | |
BUDD | |
I appreciate the concern on your | |
face, but there's a difference | |
'tween "the boys", time can't | |
erase. I don't dodge guilt. And I | |
don't Jew outta payin my | |
comeuppance. That woman deserves | |
her revenge. And we deserve to die. | |
But then again, so does she. So I | |
guess we'll just see now, won't we. | |
EXT. THE MY-OH-MY-CLUB - DAY | |
The My-oh-my Club, is the sleazy titty bar that Budd works | |
at. His job is tossin out the riff-raff that's worse than | |
him, out on their ear - minus a few of the teeth they had | |
when they came in. His beat-to-shit pickup truck pulls up to | |
the front, and he climbs out of the automobile. | |
INT. THE MY-OH-MY-CLUB - DAY | |
Budd walks into the wood-paneled titty bar. No strippin goin | |
on yet, just a few BARFLIES drinkin. The owner, TED, yells at | |
him as he walks by. | |
TED | |
You're late, Budd, this shit ain't | |
school, ya know. | |
Budd doesn't say anything, he just moves towards the back, | |
passing by a STRIPPER serving drinks. | |
STRIPPER | |
Hey, Budd. | |
BUDD | |
Hey, Lucky. | |
ANOTHER STRIPPER walks out of the ladies' room and says to | |
him; | |
STRIPPER | |
Hey, Budd, honey, the toilet's at | |
it again. There's shitty water all | |
over the floor. | |
BUDD | |
I'll take care of it, Suzie Pie. | |
EXT. THE MY-OH-MY-CLUB - NIGHT | |
A brand new, enormous red pickup truck pulls into the parking | |
lot and stops. | |
The BRIDE | |
sits behind the wheel, looking at the bar and the bar's front | |
door. Using the rearview as a mirror, she grabs her long | |
blonde hair and pulls it back to a ponytail with a | |
rubberband. Then places a baseball cap on the top of her | |
noggin that reads, "STUBB'S BAR B-Q." She steps out of the | |
truck's cab. She's dressed like a little Texas two-stepper. | |
Levi's, cowboy boots, and a "HARLEY DAVIDSON: LOUD AND PROUD" | |
tee-shirt. | |
INT. THE MY-OH-MY-CLUB - NIGHT | |
The Bride walks into the club just as the band on stage | |
explodes into honky tonk guitar. She walks up to the bar and | |
oders a; | |
THE BRIDE | |
Shiner. | |
The BARTENDER gives her a beer bottle of Shiner Bock. As she | |
drinks the Texas brew...SHE.... | |
...Watches the BAND.... | |
...The crowd... | |
...Looking for Budd among the crowd... | |
...She sees him... | |
...He's the bouncer... | |
...She observes him... | |
...he's sitting on a stool, observing the crowd, moving his | |
head to the music... | |
SHAW BROTHERS ZOOM into her eyes; VENGEANCE THEME plays on | |
the soundtrack. | |
Her hand removes her sog from its sheath. She moves through | |
the crowd of Texas two-steppers, sog in hand, towards Budd | |
sitting oblivious on his stool.... | |
WHEN... | |
Suddenly a BIG COWBOY stands up from his table -- spilling | |
every bottle and glass on it -- and BARFS all over. | |
Budd curses to himself, and heads over to the disaster area. | |
The Bride...observes Him...CLEAN UP THE PUKE. | |
EXT. TEXAS HIGHWAY - NIGHT | |
As the music from above continues, we see Budd driving his | |
pickup on an empty highway home from work. | |
He passes by The Bride's new red pussy wagon parked on the | |
side of the road. After he whizzes by, she starts up the | |
motor, but doesn't turn the lights on. She follows him, | |
hanging way back in the dark. | |
Budd driving, not seeing the automobile cloaked in darkness, | |
trailing him. | |
EXT. BUDD'S TRAILER HOME - NIGHT | |
Budd pulls his pickup truck in front of his small camper | |
home. He walks inside, shutting the door behind him. | |
The Bride rolls to a stop...Observing the lonely trailer out | |
of her windshield... | |
Texas tear-ass music begins coming out of the camper....We | |
see his figure pass the camper window, once or twice. | |
The Bride chooses her weapon -- Hattori Hanzo's samurai | |
sword. | |
She doesn't say anything, nor will an actress of Uma | |
Thurman's caliber indicate her feelings, but the astute | |
member of the audience will read the significance of her | |
choice. His current status be damned, the Budd who owes The | |
Bride satisfaction was a warrior. And it's that Budd she | |
intends to send to his maker. | |
She takes a black stocking cap, and slips it on top of her | |
skull, tucking her blonde hair underneath... | |
THEN... | |
...Rubs black make-up under both eyes, on top of both | |
eyelids, and down the bridge of her nose... | |
THEN... | |
Disconnects the cab lights above her, opens the truck door, | |
and slips out unseen into the Austin Texas night air. | |
THEN... | |
On her belly, Hattori Hanzo sword in sheath in hand, she | |
crawls across the desert floor towards Budd's trailer. | |
THEN... | |
Somewhere in the vast outdoors a cat jumps on a rat. Their | |
fight makes a LOUD racket. | |
The Bride stops and buries her face in the dirt. | |
From inside the trailer, we hear the needle being lifted off | |
the phonograph. | |
From a distance we see: The shadowy figure of Budd looking | |
out the window of the camper. | |
The Bride keeps her face in the dirt. | |
The figure of Budd at the window, seems to dismiss the sound | |
he heard for what it was -- a rat meeting its end at the | |
claws of a cat. | |
The curtain closes again. | |
The needle is placed back on the phonograph. | |
CU The BRIDE | |
face in the dirt...One Mississippi...Two Mississippi...her | |
eyes look up towards the trailer...All's clear...She begins | |
crawling towards the trailer again. | |
...She's now right outside the trailer home...We can hear the | |
sound of Budd sitting in a chair rocking back and forth. | |
She hears the sound of a screw top unscrewed...The sound of | |
pouring in a glass...The sound of a glass being laid heavy on | |
a table. | |
Crouched low on the balls of her feet, she, with great care, | |
slowly and silently unsheathes her Hanzo sword. | |
Through the bottom slit in the door, she sees the distorted | |
image of Budd's feet on the floor. | |
She slowly rises...removes her black stocking cap...blonde | |
hair falls around her shoulders...sword in right hand...left | |
hand grabs the front doorknob... | |
QUICK as a Texas lizard on glass -- She brings the sword's | |
handle down hard on the door lock -- | |
EX CU Cheap Lock Busting. | |
She flings the front door open... | |
The BRIDE'S POV: | |
Brother Budd sitting calmly in a rocking chair, moving back | |
and forth to the Texas twang on his turntable, cradling a | |
DOUBLE-BARREL SHOTGUN aimed right at The Bride. | |
SERGIO LEONE CU: | |
The Bride Blinks. | |
Both barrels BLAST in our face. | |
The BRIDE | |
standing in the doorway is HIT SMACK DAB in the chest, and | |
PROPELLED THROUGH the AIR BACKWARDS. | |
Landing hard on her back in the dirt. | |
Budd casually rises from his rocking chair and lifts the | |
needle off the phonograph, cutting off the music. | |
Then with shotgun in hand, stands in the doorway of the | |
trailer looking down at The Bride. | |
BUDD'S POV: | |
The Bride laid out in the dirt below him -- Sword separated | |
from her grasp -- Bloody mess down her front -- Groan from | |
her throat. | |
Budd steps down from the trailer onto the dirt, standing over | |
The Bride. | |
BUDD | |
Bet your sweet ass that don't sting | |
like a bitch. | |
More groans coming out of The blood splattered Bride. | |
BUDD | |
You done got a double dose of rock | |
salt, right in the ole tit. | |
Now not havin tits as fine or as | |
big as yours, I can't even imagine | |
how bad that shit stings... | |
He lowers down on his haunchers, over her. | |
BUDD | |
...But I don't wont to neather. | |
The Bride, hurting and incapacitated from the shotgun blast, | |
still nevertheless defiant, SPITS a gob of bloody saliva, | |
right in ole Budd's face. | |
Budd, gob of spit running down on his cheek and nose. The | |
cowboy removes a red bandana from his back pocket, and wipes | |
away the goo. Then his eyeballs go down to the spitter. | |
BUDD | |
Now I know when it comes to a rock | |
salt burn, you're feelin pretty | |
much like a expert bout now. But | |
truth be told, you ain't felt all | |
rock salt's got to offer till you | |
took a double dose in your | |
backside. | |
With the help of his cowboy boot he rolls The Bride over onto | |
her stomach, exposing her butt. | |
SNAPPING the barrel closed, he takes aim and FIRES both | |
barrels -- EXECUTION STYLE -- right into her keister. | |
The Bride does the one thing she has yet to do with any | |
opponent during the movie up till now. Her head rears back | |
and she lets out a SCREAM! | |
BUDD | |
That gentled ya down, didn't it? | |
Yep...ain't nobody a badass with | |
two barrels of rock salt dug deep | |
in their backyard. | |
THEN... | |
Almost mercifully, the man once known as "Sidewinder," sticks | |
a syringe in her arm, dropping her unconscious. | |
THEN... | |
Knocking down a swig of Jack Daniels, he removes a small | |
silver cell phone from his pants pocket, raises the antenna, | |
and presses one button on the panel. | |
INT. ELLE DRIVER'S GYM - NIGHT | |
The six-foot tall, long-haired blonde with the codename | |
"California Mountain Snake," is doing a savage boxing workout | |
with her COACH. | |
This is one white bitch who can kick some serious FUCKIN ass. | |
With one mighty blow from her huge right arm (synched to the | |
sound of a CAR CRASH), her boxing Coach buys the farm. | |
Elle on cell phone. We cut Back and Forth. | |
ELLE | |
Bill? | |
BUDD | |
Wrong brother, you hateful bitch. | |
ELLE | |
....Budd? | |
BUDD | |
Bingo. | |
ELLE | |
And what do I owe this dubious | |
pleasure? | |
BUDD | |
I just caught me the cowgirl, ain't | |
never been caught. | |
This gets Elle's attention. | |
ELLE | |
Do you mean what I think you mean? | |
BUDD | |
If you think I mean I got 'er, you | |
thought right. | |
ELLE | |
Did you kill her? | |
BUDD | |
Not yet I ain't. But I can sure do | |
it easy enough. She's so gentle | |
right now, I could preform her coup | |
de grace with a rock. | |
ELLE | |
What are you waiting for, run outta | |
liquid courage. | |
BUDD | |
No. It's just...I ain't killed | |
nobody in a long Goddamn time. And | |
just 'tween you, me, and Jesus | |
Christ, kinda made me a promise I | |
wasn't gonna. Be that however it | |
is. Back when I did kill people...I | |
got paid for it. Just don't seem | |
right...turn amateur this time of | |
life. | |
We stay on Elle's side for the following exchange. | |
BUDD (O.S.) | |
Anywho, guess what I'm holdin in my | |
hand right now. | |
We cut back to Budd's side. And what he's holding is The | |
Bride's Hattori Hanzo sword. | |
BUDD | |
A brand spankin new Hattori Hanzo | |
sword. And I'm here to tell ya | |
Elle, that's what I call sharp. | |
ELLE | |
How much? | |
BUDD | |
Oh, that's hard to say. Seein it's | |
priceless and all. | |
ELLE | |
I'll give you a hundred thousand | |
dollars for it. | |
BUDD | |
I'm sure you would. But I'll take, | |
one million. | |
ELLE | |
Jeez Budd, who'd ever guess you | |
were such a capitalist. I thought | |
drunks like yourself were beyond | |
such monetary concerns? | |
BUDD | |
Well Elle, a million dollars buys a | |
whole lotta Jack. | |
ELLE | |
Why then are you selling it to a | |
hateful bitch like me, when you | |
know Bill would pay more? | |
BUDD | |
If I'm gonna drink myself to death, | |
...it won't be on Bill's dollar. | |
It's gonna be on yours. | |
ELLE | |
What's the terms? | |
BUDD | |
You buy a ticket to Texas, and I'll | |
see you here tomorrow mornin. You | |
give me a million in foldin cash, | |
I'll give you the greatest sword | |
ever made by a man. How's that | |
sound? | |
ELLE | |
Sounds like we got a deal. One | |
condition. | |
BUDD | |
What? | |
ELLE | |
You kill her tonight. | |
(pause) | |
And one more thing. | |
BUDD | |
You said one condition. | |
ELLE | |
It's a caveat to the same | |
condition. | |
BUDD | |
What? | |
ELLE | |
She must suffer to her last breath. | |
BUDD | |
That Elle darlin, I can pretty | |
damwell guarantee. | |
ELLE | |
Then I'll see you in the morning | |
millionaire. | |
CUT TO: | |
OVERHEAD SHOT - EXT. CEMETERY - NIGHT | |
We look down on a spooky Texas graveyard... | |
Tombstones...Graves...Dirt...Low-hanging fog. This could be | |
the opening shot of a Texas zombie movie. We also see TWO MEN | |
WITH SHOVELS (one which is Budd, the other which is ERNIE) | |
digging up a grave. Budd's beat-to-shit pickup is in the shot | |
too. Its headlight beams shining on the two men. And last but | |
not least, The Bride, bound and gagged, lying in the flatbed | |
of Budd's pickup. | |
The BRIDE | |
She begins to come to from the shot in her arm. | |
Some dried blood lies caked around her wounds. Rope binds her | |
wrists tightly together in front of her. | |
A big leather cowboy belt is wrapped tight around her cherry | |
brown cowboy boots. Her eyelids flutter open...and she sees | |
stars. A giant, black Texas night sky full of them. | |
She has no idea where she is. | |
She turns her head to the left and sees, | |
Back window and Cab of truck. | |
She turns her head to the right and sees, | |
Hatch Gate to flatbed. | |
She listens...she hears, | |
Crickets...The sound of Two Men Digging...One of the Men says | |
something to the other in Spanish... | |
THEN... | |
She hears one of the Shovels HIT something buried... | |
The Two Men speak to each other in Unsubtitled Spanish... | |
THEN... | |
We hear them Lifting something heavy, we might assume is a | |
coffin. The Bride however knows not what to think. | |
BOOM...They set it down. | |
She hears boots approaching the flatbed, The crunching of | |
leaves leading in her direction... | |
TILL... | |
With a CLANG and a SCRAPE the latches on the Gate of the | |
flatbed are Yanked Out, and it lowers open with a CRASH. | |
Revealing Budd, looking down on her. | |
BUDD | |
Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey. | |
The grabs her by her collar, and yanks her out of the truck. | |
She FALLS to the dirt HARD. | |
Once in the dirt, The Bride sees an Old Coffin that's been | |
dup up. | |
Next to it is a brand new pine box coffin, straight out of | |
"Fistful of Dollars." And a freshly dug grave, with a pile of | |
dirt next to it, in front of an old tombstone that reads; | |
"PAULA SCHULTZ." | |
Budd and Ernie stand over her. | |
The Bride just GLARES up at the two tormentors, with the only | |
weapon she has left, the contempt in her stare. | |
Budd turns to Ernie and says in SPANISH, subtitled in | |
English; | |
BUDD (SPANISH) | |
Look at those eyes. This bitch is | |
furious. You grab her feet, I'll | |
get her head. | |
(ENGLISH) | |
Got anything to say? | |
The Bride knows how these fiends derive satisfaction, and she | |
won't give it to them. | |
BUDD (SPANISH) | |
In America white women call this | |
the silent treatment. | |
(laughing) | |
And we let 'em think, we don't like | |
it. | |
The two fiends laugh, then bend down to lift The Bride and | |
carry her over to the pine box. She struggles with her bound | |
legs and arms...Both men DROP her to the ground. Budd whips | |
out a can of mace from his pocket. | |
BUDD | |
Hey hey hey, wiggle worm, look at | |
this. | |
He holds the can of mace spray by her eyes. She stops. Her | |
eyes go to the nozzle of the spray can, then to Budd. | |
BUDD | |
Looky here bitch, this is a can of | |
mace. Now you're goin underground | |
tonight, and that's all there is to | |
it. But, when I bury ya, I was | |
gonna bury you with this. | |
He removes a flashlight from behind his back and turns on the | |
beam. | |
BUDD | |
But if you're gonna act like a | |
horse's ass, I'll spray this whole | |
Goddamn can in your eyeballs. Then | |
you'll be blind, burnin, and buried | |
alive. So what's it gonna be | |
sister? | |
Her eyes move to the right, indicating the flashlight. | |
BUDD | |
You may be stupid, but at least you | |
ain't bloody stupid. | |
The two men lift up The Bride, and carry her over to the pine | |
box and place her in. | |
Budd puts the flashlight inside. | |
He picks up the pine lid, and is just about to place it over | |
the coffin... | |
WHEN... | |
...He locks eyeballs with The Bride... | |
...her eyes hold his for as long as she can, | |
THEN... | |
...he places the lid over her face, closing the coffin. | |
THEN... | |
...with a hammer and nails the two men seal the coffin shut. | |
INT. PINE BOX | |
Dark, excerpt for the cracks of light seeping through between | |
the lid and the box. However with each nail pounded in, more | |
lights is cut off... | |
TILL... | |
...the only light left, is the crack by The Bride's head. The | |
last hammered nail obliterates that light source. | |
The Bride lies in TOTAL DARKNESS. | |
EXT. CEMETERY - NIGHT | |
The two men lift the pine box, and set it in the grave. | |
Budd scoops up a shovel full of dirt... | |
INT. PINE BOX | |
EX CU HER FINGERS turn on the flashlight. | |
CU The BRIDE | |
LIT by the flashlight beam... | |
BAM... | |
...a shovel of dirt has just landed hard on the lid, making | |
The Bride jump... | |
BAM... | |
...More dirt. She reacts again. | |
BAM... | |
The dirt just keeps falling, the bams becoming softer with | |
each new shovelful. | |
The Bride is starting to perspire...her breathing becoming | |
more rapid and panicked...her heartbeat begins to echo inside | |
the pine box. | |
We've never seen her like this before. | |
She's starting to lose it...She lets out a SCREAM...She | |
SCREAMS again...Her bound-at-the-wrist hands move to the | |
lid...She pounds on it...Her bound feet kick up at it...She | |
starts to cry...She's getting hysterical...Her fingers begin | |
clawing at the wood lid... | |
TILL... | |
They're ripped open and bleeding... | |
Leaving Blood Trails on the wood. | |
TILL... | |
She exhausts herself. All this while, she's been screaming | |
the words we can't even imagine coming out of her mouth; | |
THE BRIDE | |
Help me. | |
The Bride halts her hysteria. | |
She wipes her eyes, and runs her hands down her face, | |
mentally sending the little girl she became, back to wherever | |
she came from. The woman we know as The Bride is back. She | |
talks to herself. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Well, now that you've had a nice, | |
good cry, let's figure out how to | |
get out of here? You're breathing | |
like you just been fuckin. Calm | |
down...close your mouth, and start | |
breathing short breaths, through | |
your nose. | |
She does. The Bride continues in VO; | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
That's a lot better. But you're | |
still too agitated. Can you hear | |
your heart? It's like I'm buried | |
alive with Buddy Rich. Turn off | |
that flashlight. | |
Fear comes into her voice as she combats herself. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
No! I can't turn off the light. Yes | |
you can. The darkness will have a | |
calming effect. Now turn off that | |
fucking light. | |
She does. The screen goes Jet Black | |
EXT. CEMETERY - NIGHT | |
Budd and Ernie are finished filling the grave. The old | |
coffin, with the body of Paula Schultz, in the back of the | |
flatbed. Before they climb into the truck and drive away, | |
Budd lays a dozen red roses on The Bride's grave. | |
INT. BUDD'S TRAILER (MOVING) - NIGHT | |
Budd behind the wheel. Ernie in the passenger's seat. Car | |
radio playing Mexican music. Budd's silver cell phone rings. | |
BUDD | |
(into phone) | |
Yellow? | |
INT. AIRPLANE (FLYING) - NIGHT | |
Elle Driver sits in a seat on a passenger jet enroute to the | |
great state of Texas. She calls Budd on the airplane phone. | |
ELLE | |
Didja do it? | |
BUDD | |
Elle darlin, she's sufferin as we | |
speak. | |
A smile spreads across Elle's face. She rests her head back | |
against the seat's headrest. Her eyelids close. She slightly | |
parts her lips...and lets out a; | |
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" | |
This is the face of satisfaction. | |
FADE TO BLACK. | |
BLACK FRAME | |
TITLE APPEARS: | |
Chapter eight | |
"The cruel tutelage | |
of Pai Mei" | |
FADE UP ON | |
EXT. MOUNTAIN RANGE - CHINA - DAY | |
We see a beautiful mountain range in the middle of China. | |
A SUBTITLE APPEARS UNDERNEATH: | |
"SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE OF CHINA" | |
A VOICE OVER SPOKEN BY BILL, tells us a story over this | |
landscape; | |
BILL (V.O.) | |
Once upon a time in China, some | |
believe around the year, one-double | |
knot-three. | |
As Bill tells this story, it will be illustrated On Screen by | |
footage from Old Shaw Brothers Martial arts flicks of the | |
70's. Especially Films that feature Chinese Actor LO LIEH as | |
the old, white-haired, white-eyebrowed Villian "PAI MEI." | |
BILL (V.O.; CONT'D) | |
...head priest of The White Lotus | |
Clan, Pai Mei, was walking down the | |
road, contemplating whatever a man | |
with Pai Mei's infinite power would | |
contemplate -- Which is another way | |
of saying, who knows. When, a | |
Shaolin monk appeared on the road | |
traveling in the opposite | |
direction. As the monk and the | |
priest crossed paths...Pai Mei -- | |
in a practically unfathomable | |
display of generosity, gave the | |
monk the slightest of nods. The | |
nod, was not returned. Was it the | |
intention of the Shaolin monk to | |
insult Pai Mei? Or, did he just | |
fail to see the generous social | |
gesture? | |
The motives of the monk, remain, | |
unknown. What is known, were the | |
consequences. The next morning Pai | |
Mei appeared at the Shaolin Temple, | |
and demanded that the temple's head | |
Abbot offer Pai Mei his neck, to | |
repay the insult. The Abbot, at | |
first, tried to console Pai Mei, | |
only to find, Pai Mei was | |
inconsolable. So began, the | |
massacre of the Shaolin Temple, and | |
all sixty of the monks inside, at | |
the fists of the White Lotus. And | |
so began, the legend of Pai Mei's | |
Ten-Point Palm - Exploding Heart | |
Technique. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
What praytell, is a ten-point palm - | |
exploding heart technique? | |
BILL (V.O.) | |
Quite simply, the deadliest blow in | |
all of the martial arts. He hits | |
you with his fingertips, at ten | |
different pressure points on your | |
body. And then, he lets you walk | |
away. But once you've taken five | |
steps, your heart explodes inside | |
your body, and you fall to the | |
floor dead. | |
We see on screen Pai Mei demonstrate this technique on five | |
shaolin monks. Who after being hit...take five steps...then | |
fall to the floor dead. | |
EXT. JEEP (MOVING) - DAY | |
Bill and The Bride, years earlier, driving in a jeep through | |
the mountains of China, enroute to PAI MEI's. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Did he teach you that? | |
BILL | |
No. He teaches no one the ten-point | |
palm - exploding heart technique. | |
But he is Nietzsche's psalm | |
personified. If Pai Mei doesn't | |
kill you, he will make you | |
stronger. Now one of the things I | |
always liked about you, Kiddo, is | |
you appear wise beyond your years. | |
Then allow me to impart, a word to | |
the wise. Whatever - WHAT - EVER - | |
Pai Mei says, Obey. If you flash | |
him - even for an instant - a | |
defiant eye, he'll pluck it out. | |
And if you throw any American sass | |
his way, he will snap your back and | |
your neck like they were twigs, and | |
that will be the story of you. | |
EXT. THE WHITE LOTUS TEMPLE - DAY | |
The Bride sits in the jeep, by herself, parked in front of | |
the Priest Pai Mei's home located high up on top of White | |
Lotus Mountain. | |
For over 100 years, his home used to be the temple of the | |
White Lotus Clan, and he was the temple's head priest. The | |
temple served as a home to over 60 priests and disciples. But | |
now - the year 1990 - the White Lotus Clan is no more. All | |
the priests have died. All that remains, is a very old man, | |
who once upon a time, some worshipped as a god and some | |
feared as a devil...neither was wrong. | |
A huge stone staircase of one hundred steps climb up a hill | |
leading to Pei Mei's home. Bill climbs down to the jeep. | |
BILL | |
He'll accept you as his student. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Caught him in a good mood, aye? | |
BILL | |
More like a sadistic one. | |
She climbs out, and gets her bag out of the back. | |
Bill casts a glance at the stone steps he just decended. | |
BILL | |
Just seeing those steps again makes | |
me ache. You're gonna have plenty | |
of fun carrying buckets of water up | |
and down that fucker. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Why did he accept me? | |
BILL | |
Because he's a very very very old | |
man. And like all rotten bastards, | |
when they get old, they become | |
lonely. Not that that has any | |
effect on their disposition. But | |
they do learn the value of company. | |
THE BRIDE | |
When will I see you again? | |
BILL | |
That's the title of my favorite | |
soul song of the Seventies. | |
THE BRIDE | |
What? | |
BILL | |
Nothing. When he tells me you're | |
done. | |
THE BRIDE | |
When do you think that might be? | |
BILL | |
That my dearest, all depends on | |
you. Now remember, no backtalk, no | |
sarcasm. | |
Least not for the first year. | |
You're going to have to let him | |
warm up for you. He hates | |
Caucasians, despises Americans, and | |
has nothing but contempt for women, | |
so in your case, that may take a | |
little while. Adios. | |
ZOOM... | |
The jeep speeds off down the road...leaving the Bride all | |
alone, somewhere in the middle of China. | |
She begins the journey before her by ascending the 100 steps | |
to Pai Mei. | |
INT. THE WHITE LOTUS TEMPLE | |
The huge temple is exactly like it must have been a hundred | |
years ago, except now it's empty and dusty. | |
The Bride enters, She's winded from climbing up those fuckin | |
steps. | |
THE BRIDE | |
(yelling) | |
Hello! | |
Her Voice ECHOES in the cavernous temple. | |
PAI MEI's VOICE ECHOES back; | |
PAI MEI'S VOICE (O.S.) | |
Up the stairs, yankee woman! | |
A beautiful (but dusty) Mahagony staircase leads to Pai Mei's | |
private chamber. | |
THE BRIDE | |
(to herself) | |
More stairs, Jesus Christ. | |
The still unseen Man's voice BOOMS back; | |
PAI MEI'S VOICE (O.S.) | |
If it is Christ you seek, turn back | |
now. | |
She climbs the wooden staircase. | |
INT. PAI MEI'S PRIVATE CHAMBER | |
PAI MEI'S POV: We see through Pei Mei's pupils, through a | |
sheer scarlet scrim that hangs down in front of his sitting | |
area. The Bride enters the room. | |
She approaches the old man, reaches the edge of his sitting | |
area in front of the scrim, lowers to one knee and bows her | |
head. | |
From here on end, whenever ENGLISH is spoken by The Bride, | |
or every once in awhile by Pai Mei, it will be spoken in | |
ENGLISH IN LIVE SYNCH SOUND. However, whenever MANDARIN is | |
supposedly spoken, it comes out of their mouths as DUBBED | |
ENGLISH like in a 70's Shaw Brothers Chop Socky Flick. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Teacher, I am unworthy to be your | |
student -- | |
Pai Mei is still unseen. | |
PAI MEI'S VOICE | |
Your Mandarin is lousy. I can't | |
understand a single word you say. | |
It causes my ears discomfort. You | |
are not to speak unless spoken to. | |
Do you understand Mandarin any | |
better than you speak it? | |
THE BRIDE | |
I speak Japanese very well -- | |
PAI MEI'S VOICE | |
I didn't ask if you speak Japanese, | |
or Mongolian, for that matter. I | |
asked if you understand Mandarin? | |
THE BRIDE | |
A little, I am still learning. | |
PAI MEI'S VOICE | |
You are here to learn the mysteries | |
of Kung Fu, not linguistics. If you | |
can't understand me, I will | |
communicate with you like I would a | |
dog. When I yell, when I point, | |
When I beat you with my stick! | |
Her head remains bowed, eyes to the floor. | |
WE CUT TO PAI MEI | |
He's just like he was in the films earlier. Long White Hair, | |
Long White Beard, Long White Eyebrowes, same long flowing | |
White Robe. Everything's the same, except he's older, by | |
about a hundred years. He sits stone still in his sitting | |
area on the other side of the sheer scarlet scrim. | |
PAI MEI | |
Bill is your master, is he not? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes, he is. | |
PAI MEI | |
Your master tells me you're not | |
entirely unschooled. What training | |
do you possess? | |
THE BRIDE | |
I am proficient in a combination of | |
Tiger and Crane style. And I am | |
more than proficient in the | |
exquisite art of the Samurai Sword. | |
PAI MEI | |
(he makes a SNORTING | |
SOUND) | |
The exquisite art of the samurai | |
sword. Don't make me laugh. Your so | |
called exquisite art, is only fit | |
for Japanese fat heads. You really | |
are a silly ass. | |
This brings up The Bride's eye...She GLARES at the old man. | |
PAI MEI | |
Impudent dog! You dare glare at me! | |
She lowers her eyes. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I'm sorry master -- | |
PAI MEI | |
-- Silence! I do not wish to hear | |
your unintelligible excuses. | |
Pause... | |
THEN... | |
Pai Mei softly LAUGHS to himself, and strokes his long white | |
beard... | |
PAI MEI | |
Your anger amuses me. Do you | |
believe you are my match? | |
THE BRIDE | |
No. | |
PAI MEI | |
Are you aware I kill at will? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes. | |
PAI MEI | |
Is it your wish to die? | |
THE BRIDE | |
No. | |
PAI MEI | |
Then you must be stupid. Rise | |
stupid, and let me get a better | |
look at your ridiculous face. | |
She rises. | |
CU The BRIDE | |
through the scrim, eyes down. | |
Pai Mei laughs to himself again; | |
PAI MEI | |
You breathe hard. The one hundred | |
steps robbed you of your wind. So | |
your stupidity is matched only by | |
your weakness. Is there anything | |
you do well? -- Oh yes, you speak | |
Japanese. I despise the Goddamn | |
Japs. I would of thought an | |
American would be immune to their | |
pompous posturing. Apparently I was | |
wrong. Go to that drawer. | |
The blonde woman goes to a large wooden drawer. She opens the | |
drawer; it's filled with just about every type of edged | |
weapon. | |
PAI MEI | |
Remove the sword. | |
The Bride removes a large heavy steel Chinese Sword. | |
Pai Mei rises from his sitting position, for the first time, | |
parts the scrim, and approaches the Bride. | |
PAI MEI | |
Let's see how good you really are. | |
Try and land a blow. If you land a | |
single blow, I'll bow down and call | |
you master. | |
The Bride doesn't need a second invitation, she ATTACKS with | |
the sword. | |
He deftly moves out of the way. | |
The fighting style is now like an old Shaw Brothers film, | |
with Pai Mei dodging at will all of her rapid sword slashes. | |
Quick and skillful as her moves are, they're also full of | |
Effort and Frustration. While Pai Mei effortlessly moves out | |
of the sword's path. | |
He's amused, and Speaks while they fight; | |
PAI MEI | |
Come now woman, can't you even hit | |
an old man? | |
She tries more... | |
PAI MEI | |
Your ability really is quite poor. | |
He STRIKES her with a blow to her chest, delivered with an | |
open palm, that sends her flying back hard against the wall. | |
She clutches her chest, and coughs up some blood. | |
Pai Mei laughs as he strokes his long white beard. | |
PAI MEI | |
Ha ha ha ha ha! I've fought | |
cripples who posed more of a | |
challenge. Now fight, goddamn you! | |
She ATTACKS with a wild cat's fury. | |
He HOPS and DUCKS and DODGES her sword easily. | |
He LEAPS HIGH UP IN THE AIR, and LANDS STANDING on the Blade | |
of her Sword. | |
The Bride looks down the blade of her sword and can't believe | |
it. | |
Pai Mei smiles at her and says; | |
PAI MEI | |
From here you can get an excellent | |
view of my foot. | |
He does a BACKFLIP off the sword, kicking the Bride in the | |
face in mid-somersault sending her CRASHING THROUGH A WOOD | |
WALL. | |
The Bride emerges from the hole in the wall. | |
Pai Mei stands waiting for her, TWIRLING THE SWORD in his | |
hand like a cheerleader twirling a baton, till the twirling | |
STOPS. The sword's handle is pointed towards the Bride. | |
PAI MEI | |
Give up? Or care to try again? | |
The BRIDE'S FACE | |
shows determination. Not to win, not even to land a blow, | |
that she knows is impossible. This man's ability is truly | |
amazing. However be that as it may, she's determined not to | |
quit, and through not quitting, she's determined to | |
distinguish herself in his eyes...in some way. | |
She takes the sword from him and tries again. | |
But this time, Pai Mei keeps grabbing her arm that holds the | |
sword, manipulating it into positions that would do the young | |
girl harm...Like bringing the blade up against her other | |
arm...Poised to cut it Off. | |
PAI MEI | |
That blade's sharp. Careful not to | |
cut off your own arm. | |
...Then he TWISTS her arm, till the blade's against her own | |
throat.... | |
...Then TWISTS again till it's against her hip... | |
...Then TWISTS again while KICKING her leg, till the blade's | |
edge is against her thigh... | |
PAI MEI | |
If you can't fight any better than | |
that, what use do you have for a | |
leg? | |
He lets go of her arms, she swings furiously at him... | |
...he calmly SPINS out of the way. Then, he KICKS her in the | |
stomach, doubling her over, then he brings the Sword between | |
her legs, Blade Edge against her Crotch. | |
PAI MEI | |
Now that really would be a shame. | |
He takes the sword from her grasp... | |
SWINGS once... | |
The BLADES's against her jugular. | |
He SWINGS twice... | |
The BLADE's against the pocket of her throat. | |
He SWINGS a third time... | |
The BLADE's against the nipple of her right breast. | |
PAI MEI | |
Your swordsmanship is amateur at | |
best. | |
He tosses the sword in the air, catching it by the tip of the | |
blade. Then like a mallet, brings the handle end down hard on | |
the top of The Bride's head. She lets out a howl, and falls | |
to the floor, holding the lump on her noggin. | |
PAI MEI | |
I'm a hundred and fifty years old, | |
and you can't even make me break a | |
sweat. | |
He CHOPS the sword in half with his hand. | |
PAI MEI | |
Let's see your Tiger and Crane | |
style match my Eagles's Claw. | |
Again she ATTACKS...again he eludes. | |
Like a Gordon Liu and Lo Lieh film, they do their animal | |
style martial arts dance. | |
As she STRIKES and he BLOCKS...he yells out; | |
PAI MEI | |
...pathetic.....terrible...you | |
idiot, you should've landed that | |
blow...you call that crane?... | |
Enough, I grow bored. | |
With little effort on his part, he reaches out and GRABS her | |
wrist, TWISTS...She's on the floor, with her arm stuck out in | |
the air behind her, her wrist still between his fingers. He | |
could literally break her arm in half. | |
PAI MEI | |
I asked you to show me what you | |
know, and you did. Not a goddamn | |
thing. | |
He TWISTS her wrist... | |
...The pain is excruciating..... | |
PAI MEI | |
Like all yankee women, the only | |
thing you know how to do is order | |
in restaurants and spend a man's | |
money. | |
He TWISTS more... | |
She CRIES OUT. | |
PAI MEI | |
Excruciating isn't it? I asked you | |
a question! | |
Through gritted teeth, she answers; | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes! | |
PAI MEI | |
I could chop off your arm at will. | |
I think I shall. | |
He raises his other hand to chop off her arm. | |
The Bride SCREAMS in ENGLISH; | |
THE BRIDE | |
No please don't! | |
PAI MEI | |
If you wish to speak romantic | |
languages, you've come to the wrong | |
place. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Please don't cut my arm off! | |
PAI MEI | |
It's my arm now. I can do with it | |
what I please. If you can stop me, | |
I suggest you try. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I can't! | |
PAI MEI | |
Because you're helpless? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes! | |
PAI MEI | |
Have you ever felt this before? | |
THE BRIDE | |
No! | |
PAI MEI | |
Compared to me you're as helpless | |
as a worm fighting an eagle, aren't | |
you? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes!!! | |
PAI MEI | |
THAT'S THE BEGGING! | |
He lets go of her wrist. She cradles her still-throbbing arm. | |
PAI MEI | |
Is it your wish to learn how to | |
make others as helpless as you | |
were? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes. | |
PAI MEI | |
Can you cook? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes. | |
PAI MEI | |
I'll be the judge of that. | |
(pause) | |
Draw me a bath...your training will | |
begin tomorrow. That arm is still | |
mine. You may lose it yet. | |
TIME CUT | |
EXT. WHITE LOTUS TEMPLE - DAY | |
Pai Mei stands in front of a wood wall three inches in front | |
of him. His right fist is cocked back by his breastplate, | |
he's concentrating on a certain spot on the wall. | |
The Bride stands behind him, watching. | |
He lets out a SCREAM, and puts his fist THROUGH THE WALL. | |
He turns to the new student; | |
PAI MEI | |
Since your arm now belongs to me, I | |
want it strong. Can you do that? | |
THE BRIDE | |
I can, but not that close. | |
PAI MEI | |
Then you can't do it. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I can put my hand through that at | |
six inches. | |
PAI MEI | |
And you could shoot a man from a | |
rooftop with a scope-sight rifle, | |
if you so desired, but this is not | |
what I asked. What if your enemy is | |
three inches in front of you, what | |
do you do then? Curl into a ball? | |
Or do you put your fist through | |
him. | |
He HITS the wall again leaving another hole. | |
PAI MEI | |
Now begin. | |
The Bride takes her place in front of the wall. She HITS it. | |
Only managing to stain the wall with the blood from her | |
scraped knuckles. Then again. And again.... | |
INT. DINNER TABLE - NIGHT | |
Both Pai Mei and The Bride sit at the dinner table. Pai Mei | |
concentrates on eating. The Bride's hand is scraped bloody. | |
She tries to eat a bowl of rice with chopsticks, but her | |
fingers won't work. She puts down the sticks and takes a | |
scoop of rice with her fingers. | |
Pai Mei WHACKS her on top of her head with his stick. | |
PAI MEI | |
If you want to eat like a dog, I | |
will make you live and sleep like a | |
dog. Outside. If you want to live | |
and sleep like a human being, pick | |
up those sticks. | |
She does. | |
THE WOOD WALL | |
The Bride HITTING it. | |
She looks at her fucked-up hand, then to the wall, | |
hesitating....Then Pai Mei's behind her. | |
PAI MEI | |
It's the wood that should fear your | |
hand, not the other way around. No | |
wonder you can't do it, you | |
acquiesce to defeat before you even | |
begin. | |
He walks off in a huff. | |
EXT. PIT - DAY | |
Pai Mei and The Bride stand at the edge of a large, round | |
deep pit, dug in the earth (by the Bride). | |
PAI MEI | |
In that pit, is a rat. | |
We see one lone rat in the huge pit. | |
PAI MEI | |
In the sky, is a bird. | |
Pai Mei brings a golden bow and arrow into Frame, and SHOOTS | |
up in the sky. | |
A BIRD FALLS to the earth with a golden arrow stuck through | |
it. | |
PAI MEI | |
You are to go into that pit, and | |
catch that rat, with your bare | |
hands. If you catch the rat, I will | |
deem you the victor, and tonight | |
you will dine on bird. But, if you | |
can't catch the rat by sundown, | |
I'll deem the victor the rat. And | |
because of the disgrace to my | |
student, I will be forced to kill | |
it. And then I will force you, to | |
consume his body. Because to be my | |
student, you must develop a taste | |
for victory. | |
She hops into the pit, gets down on the ground, lock eyes | |
with her rodent opponent, and goes after it. | |
The BRIDE | |
Practicing her Tiger Crane combo Kung Fu. | |
MORE wall.... | |
At NIGHT punching the wall in front of her in her sleep. | |
Trying to catch the rat to no avail. | |
WHEN... | |
A golden arrow kills the rat. | |
She looks up and sees Pai Mei, golden bow in his hand, | |
looking down on her. It's sundown. | |
She stands, dusting herself off (she's dirty from the chase) | |
and looks at her teacher. | |
She picks her dead foe up from the earth, and removes the | |
golden arrow. Then with the rat in her hand, she looks up to | |
her teacher. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I acknowledge defeat at the paws of | |
this rat. However, I will not eat | |
this filthy vermin. What I will | |
do... | |
(she RIPS the rat open | |
like a pomegranate) | |
...is consume his victorious heart. | |
(she snatches the tiny | |
heart from the rodent's | |
carcass. Holding it | |
between her fingers.) | |
But tomorrow, you kill a big bird. | |
She POPS the tiny rat heart in her mouth, and begins to chew. | |
Pai Mei looking down on her, says; | |
PAI MEI | |
How does victory taste? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Bitter. | |
We do a Shaw Brothers ZOOM into a CU on Pai Mei, he gives an | |
affirmative NOD and GRUNT. | |
The BRIDE'S FIST | |
goes through the wall. | |
THE BRIDE | |
(to herself) | |
Wow! | |
INT. PAI MEI'S PRIVATE BATHROOM - DAY | |
Pai Mei splashing by himself in his huge bathtub, when he | |
hears a noise. | |
PAI MEI | |
Woman, is that you who disturbs my | |
meditation? | |
She answers from outside the door; | |
THE BRIDE'S VOICE (O.S.) | |
Yes, teacher. | |
PAI MEI | |
Enter. | |
She does, bowing to one knee. | |
PAI MEI | |
What news do you find so worthy, as | |
to disrupt my bath? | |
THE BRIDE | |
I did it teacher. I put my fist | |
through the wall. | |
TIME CUT | |
PAI MEI and the BRIDE | |
looking at the hole in the wall. | |
PAI MEI | |
Very good. Would you care to | |
demonstrate? | |
She moves in front of the wall.....Takes her position...Her | |
right hand in a fist -- Locked and loaded into position.... | |
With Her left hand she reaches out and touches the wall where | |
she'll strike....Like she's transferring her energy into the | |
wood...She removes her left hand...and...STRIKES! | |
She hits it HARD, but her fist doesn't go through. | |
Her eyes sneak a look at the old man, who wears no | |
expression. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I think you watching is making me | |
nervous. | |
PAI MEI | |
Not only that, it has you speaking | |
before you were spoken to. Try | |
again. | |
She does. | |
And when she does, she DOES it. | |
CU PAI MEI | |
he says in ENGLISH; | |
PAI MEI | |
Impressive. | |
She immediately goes down to her knees; | |
THE BRIDE | |
Thank you teacher -- | |
He just as immediately, lifts her back up. | |
PAI MEI | |
You still fight better than you | |
speak. Finally, a woman who | |
understands what's important. | |
THEN... | |
He MOVES the wall one inch in front of her. | |
PAI MEI | |
Begin again. | |
Then the old man leaves to finish his bath. | |
The blonde gal begins again....Fist against wood...no | |
effect....starting all over. | |
CUT TO: | |
BACK TO COFFIN, SIX FEET UNDER | |
PITCH BLACK -- The Flashlight Beam turns on. CU The BRIDE in | |
Profile. Her breathing is normal. We can hear the soft beat | |
of her heart inside the pine box. Her composure is back. | |
Taking the flashlight, she Shines the beam on the lid above | |
her....Along the line of the coffin's rim and the lid where | |
many nails meet....Then down to her Red Cowboy Boots, bound | |
by a leather belt around her. | |
Raising her knees, as much as the coffin will allow, and | |
wiggling her feet, she slips her bare feet our of the boots | |
and the belt's binding...Then, using her bare feet, then her | |
bound-at-the-wrist hands, to pass one of the boots up to | |
her...When the red boot is in her grasp, she turns it upside | |
down....The STRAIGHT RAZOR falls out. | |
Opening the razor, she slices through the ropes that tie her | |
wrists, till both hands are free. | |
She positions the flashlight so its Beam Shines on the coffin | |
lid. The lid's about an inch and a half from the tip of her | |
nose, about three inches from her hand. | |
THEN... | |
AS COMBAT DRUMS BEGIN TO BEAT ON THE SOUNDTRACK, she begins | |
to concentrate. Her eyes focus on the wood above her, her | |
left hand reaches out, touches the pine, passing her energy | |
to it... | |
...Her long, white fingers, ball up into a FIST.... | |
...and that FIST begins STRIKING the coffin lid above her. | |
With each Strike she lets out a KARATE SCREAM... | |
AGAIN... | |
And AGAIN... | |
Her FIST SMASHES into the wood, leaving BLOOD on the lid... | |
AGAIN... | |
And AGAIN... | |
A crack in the lid... | |
AGAIN... | |
Dirt begins to sift through the cracks onto the Bride... | |
AGAIN... | |
More dirt... | |
AGAIN... | |
Even more dirt... | |
AGAIN... | |
THE LID SMASHES and dirt pours into the coffin like water... | |
THEN... | |
Through six feet of dirt, we watch, the Bride - DIG - CLIMB - | |
SWIM - SPROUT - BURROW - trough the earth like a sprouting | |
plant and a burrowing mole combined, clawing for surface air. | |
EXT. PAULA SCHULTZ'S GRAVE - NIGHT | |
A SHOT straight out of an Italian horror film. We see the | |
tombstone of "PAULA SCHULTZ," and the mound of dirt over her | |
grave. | |
WHEN... | |
The Bride's hand breaks the surface...then like one of | |
Fulci's Zombies, Claws, Digs, and Pulls herself from mother | |
earth's womb. | |
Once extracted from her (almost) final resting place, she | |
rolls over on her back, exhausted. She drinks in the night's | |
air as if it were gulps of water. | |
DIRT is in, on, and under every crack, crevice, and wrinkle | |
on her body. | |
SHE looks like a beautiful sculpture, made out of dirt. | |
INT. DINER - NIGHT | |
A Texas diner across the street from the graveyard. A YOUNG | |
SODA JERK stands behind the counter, waiting for a customer, | |
when he sees something approaching through the restaurant's | |
big picture window that makes him look twice. | |
SODA JERK'S POV: | |
Through the picture window, we see the Bride, emerge from the | |
Texas night, and walk towards the diner looking for all the | |
world like a six-foot tall female version of the Peanuts | |
character "PIG PEN." With each of her footfalls, a smaller | |
mushroom cloud of dust comes off her. | |
The dirty blonde, walks into the diner, sits on a stool at | |
the counter directly across from the Soda Jerk, and says; | |
THE BRIDE | |
I'd like a glass of water. | |
FADE TO BLACK. | |
BLACK FRAME | |
TITLE CARD: | |
Chapter nine | |
"ELLE and I" | |
CUT TO: | |
CU ELLE DRIVER | |
Behind the wheel of a hot black and gold Trans Am, driving | |
full out on top of the desert's surface. Spanish Rock coming | |
out of her powerful speakers. | |
EXT. DESERT BUDD'S CAMPER - DAY | |
The car stops in front of Budd's camper. She shuts off the | |
car and the radio. | |
The camper door opens, Budd squints outside through the | |
bright gold, hot desert morning, at the Tall Blonde Girl with | |
one Good Eye. | |
BUDD | |
Want some breakfast? | |
INT. BUDD'S CAMPER'S KITCHEN - DAY | |
Budd and Elle in the tiny kitchen of Budd's tiny camper. Elle | |
sits a the kitchen table, a black suitcase by her feet. Budd | |
stands at a blender making them both breakfast margaritas, as | |
he finishes telling the tale of last night. | |
ELLE | |
...So that's called a Texas | |
funeral? | |
BUDD | |
Yep. | |
ELLE | |
I got to give it to ya Budd, that's | |
a pretty fucked up way to die. | |
What's the name on the grave she's | |
buried under? | |
BUDD | |
Paula Schultz. | |
Budd turns on the NOISY blender, as Elle writes down the name | |
Paula Schultz on a small notepad, placing it back inside her | |
pocket. As the blender MASHES ICE, Elle looks around and sees | |
the Bride's Hanzo sword in its sheath, leaning up against the | |
T.V. In the front room. Budd shuts the blender off. | |
ELLE | |
Can I look at the sword? | |
BUDD | |
That's my money in that black case, | |
isn't it? | |
ELLE | |
Sure is. | |
BUDD | |
Well then, it's your sword now. | |
The tall blonde girl steps into the living room, takes the | |
Hanzo sword, and sits back down on the kitchen chair. | |
She slowly removes the Japanese steel from its wood sheath. | |
ELLE | |
So this, is a Hattori Hanzo sword. | |
Budd answers as he fills up two former peanut butter jars | |
with breakfast margaritas. | |
BUDD | |
That's a Hanzo sword alright. | |
ELLE | |
Bill tells me you once had one of | |
your own. | |
Pause. | |
BUDD | |
Once. | |
ELLE | |
How does this one compare to that | |
one? | |
BUDD | |
If you're gonna compare a Hanzo | |
sword, you compare it to every | |
sword ever made -- wasn't made by | |
Hattori Hanzo. Here, wrap your lips | |
around this. | |
He hands her her margarita, she takes a sip. He takes a gulp. | |
BUDD | |
So, which "R" you filled with? | |
ELLE | |
What? | |
BUDD | |
They say the number one killer of | |
old people is retirement. People | |
got'em a job to do, they tend to | |
live a little longer so they can do | |
it. I've always figured warriors | |
and their enemies share the same | |
relationship. So now you ain't | |
gonna hafta face your enemy on the | |
battlefield no more, which "R" are | |
you filled with, Relief or Regret? | |
ELLE | |
A little bit of both. | |
BUDD | |
Bullshit. I'm sure you do feel a | |
little bit of both. But I know damn | |
well you feel one more than you | |
feel the other. The question was | |
which one? | |
Elle looks right at him with her eye, and says; | |
ELLE | |
Regret. | |
BUDD | |
Yeah you gotta hand it to the ol' | |
girl. I never saw nobody buffalo | |
Bill the way she buffaloed Bill. | |
Bill useta think she was so damn | |
smart. I tried to tell him... Bill, | |
she's just smart for a blonde. | |
He looks over at Elle and grins. | |
Elle looks at him. | |
ELLE | |
Want your money? | |
She gestures to the black suitcase by her feet. | |
He smiles and lifts it up on the table, unzipping it open. | |
Lying inside is a cool million, the thousand dollar bills are | |
inside stacks of a hundred thousand each. At the sight of all | |
this lettuce, Budd lets out a whistle. | |
BUDD | |
Great day in the morning. | |
He lifts a stack out of the bag, then another, then | |
another...and when he lifts the third stack out, he looks | |
down and sees a BLACK MAMBA SNAKE coiled underneath. | |
The Black Mamba opens its WIDE JAWS...and LEAPS RIGHT AT | |
BUDD... | |
...STRIKING Budd in the face repeatedly in blurred succession | |
(three times in the face, and once in the forearm). | |
Budd topples out of the kitchen chair onto the floor, bundles | |
of money fall with him. | |
Elle takes a sip of her Margarita. | |
The Black Mamba leaves Budd and goes under the refridgerator. | |
Elle looks down, Budd lies on his back on the kitchen floor | |
at her feet. His face is already grotesquely swollen and | |
white as a sheet. The serpent's extraordinarily potent venom | |
makes a full-frontal assault on the cowboys's nervous system. | |
ELLE | |
Oh, I'm sorry Budd, that was rude | |
of me wasn't it? Budd -- I'd like | |
to introduce my friend, The Black | |
Mamba. | |
(gesturing towards the | |
refridgerator) | |
Black Mamba -- this is Budd. You | |
know before I picked up that little | |
fella, I looked him up on the | |
internet. | |
(she removes her notepad | |
from her pocket) | |
Fascinating creature the Black | |
Mamba. Listen to this, | |
(reading from the notepad) | |
"...In Africa, the saying goes, in | |
the bush, an elephant can kill you. | |
A leopard can kill you. And a Black | |
Mamba can kill you. But only with | |
the Mamba, and this has been true | |
in Africa since the dawn of time, | |
is death sure. Hence its handle; | |
Death Incarnate." | |
(looking up from the | |
paper) | |
Pretty cool, huh? | |
(back to paper) | |
"...Its neurotoxic venom is one of | |
nature's most effective poisons, | |
acting on the nervous system | |
causing paralysis. The venom of a | |
Black Mamba can kill a human in | |
four hours, if say bitten on the | |
ankle or the thumb. However, a bite | |
to the face or torso can bring | |
death from paralysis within twenty | |
minutes. | |
(up from paper to Budd) | |
Now you should listen to this cause | |
this concerns you. | |
(reading from the paper) | |
The amount of venom that can be | |
delivered from a single bit can be | |
gargantuan. | |
(looks up from paper) | |
-- You know I've always liked that | |
word Gargantuan, and I so rarely | |
have an opportunity to use it in a | |
sentence. | |
(back to paper) | |
"If not treated quickly with anti | |
venom, 10 to 15 milligrams can be | |
fatal to human beings. However, the | |
Black Mamba can deliver as much as | |
100 to 400 milligrams of venom from | |
a single bite." | |
Elle finishes reading and puts the paper away. She looks down | |
at Budd at her feet, going through all the symptoms she just | |
described. | |
ELLE | |
Now in these last agonizing minutes | |
of life you have left, let me | |
answer the question you asked | |
earlier, more thoroughly. When it | |
comes to that bitch, I gotta lotta | |
"R's" in me. Revenge is one. | |
Retribution is another. Rivalry is | |
definitely one. But I got another | |
"R" for that bitch you might be | |
surprised to find out. Respect. But | |
right at this moment, the biggest | |
"R" I feel, is Regret. Regret that | |
maybe the greatest warrior I have | |
ever met, met her end at the hands | |
of a bushwhackin, scrub, alacky | |
piece of shit like you. The woman | |
deserved better. | |
Budd, dying, watches from the floor as Elle takes out her | |
cell phone and presses one button. The other party comes on | |
the line, but we never hear their side. | |
ELLE | |
(into phone) | |
Bill...Elle. I have some tragic | |
news. | |
(pause) | |
Your brother's dead. | |
(pause) | |
I'm sorry baby. | |
Budd tries to make a sound from the floor, Elle calmly places | |
her foot over his mouth. | |
ELLE (CONT'D) | |
She put a Black Mamba in his | |
camper. | |
(pause) | |
I got her, sweety. | |
(pause) | |
She's dead. | |
(pause) | |
Let me put it this way. If you ever | |
start feeling sentimental, go to | |
Austin, Texas. When you get here, | |
walk into a florist and buy a bunch | |
of flowers. Then you take those | |
flowers to Huntington cemetery on | |
Fuller and Guadalupe, look for the | |
headstone marked "Paula Schultz", | |
then lay them on the grave. Because | |
you will be standing at the final | |
resting place of BEATRIX KIDDO. | |
WE FLASH ON | |
The BRIDE'S DRIVER'S LICENSE (the real one), with both her | |
picture and the name, BEATRIX KIDDO. Yes, that's her real | |
name. | |
FLASH ON | |
CLASSROOM of 1st Graders on the first day of class. | |
A 1st GRADE TEACHER reads roll call; | |
1ST GRADE TEACHER | |
Melanie Harrhouse. | |
WE WHIP PAN ACROSS A bunch of kids to an EX CU of 1st grader | |
MELANIE HARRHOUSE. | |
MELANIE | |
Here. | |
1ST GRADE TEACHER | |
Beatrix Kiddo. | |
WHIP PAN TO AN EX CU OF The grown-up BRIDE, | |
THE BRIDE | |
Here. | |
BACK TO ELLE ON PHONE | |
ELLE | |
I'm so sorry baby. --Look, I can | |
get there in about four hours, | |
should I come over? | |
(pause) | |
No no no no no, you need me baby. | |
I'm there. | |
(pause) | |
Okay, I'm leaving now, go smoke | |
some pot or something. I'll be | |
there soon. | |
She hangs up the cell phone, and looks down at the dead man | |
under her shoe. | |
Picking up the Hanzo sword, she climbs down on the floor on | |
her hands and knees to pick up the fallen money. | |
CU The BLACK MAMBA | |
out from under the refrigerator, behind Elle... | |
Elle senses it. And slowly turns her head to look back.. | |
Both Black Mamba and Elle Driver LOCK EYES... | |
ZOOM INTO BOTH CU's tighter and tighter, till Elle says; | |
ELLE | |
Bring it on, bitch. | |
The viper known as death incarnate, LEAPS at Elle. | |
Elle flicks her wrist slightly. She doesn't even swing the | |
blade. She just holds it. | |
The snake's head touches it, and is immediately SEPARATED | |
from its body. | |
ELLE'S EYES look down at the Japanese steel in her hand. | |
HANZO BLADE | |
a smidgen of crimson blood is on the silver steel. | |
ELLE | |
Now that's what I call sharp. | |
EXT. BUDD'S CAMPER - DAY | |
Elle exits the camper with both the sword and the black | |
suitcase in her hand. | |
She climbs into her gold and black Trans Am, starts up the | |
engine, turns on the radio.... | |
WHEN... | |
...she thinks she hears something...she looks out her | |
driver's side car door window... | |
ELLE'S POV: | |
The dirty BLONDE BRIDE behind the wheel of her new, enormous | |
red pickup truck, HEADING RIGHT FOR HER... | |
CU The BRIDE | |
behind the wheel, HEADING RIGHT FOR HER...VEGEANCE THEME | |
PLAYS ON SOUNDTRACK. | |
CU ELLE | |
her jaw drops open. She's gobsmacked. Not only does she see | |
the dead walk, she sees the dead behind two tons of metal | |
coming at her at 100 MPH... | |
CRASH | |
The Red Pickup T-BONES the Trans Am, the gold and black car | |
FLIES through the air, then ROLLS OVER AND OVER about five | |
times in the desert sand and dirt...ending upside down. | |
The dirty blonde looks out her windshield at the wreckage of | |
the black and gold sports car. A smile with the slightest | |
hint of satisfaction, spreads across her face. | |
She hops out of the truck and into Budd's camper. | |
INT. BUDD'S CAMPER - DAY | |
As she walks through the door, Budd's dead, swollen body | |
greets her. As does her serpent namesake, dead on the floor | |
from decapitation. | |
She begins searching the camper, quickly, for something in | |
particular. We don't have the slightest clue what it could | |
be. | |
FLASH ON | |
EX CU The BRIDE'S EYE - Watching. | |
The BRIDE'S POV: | |
Budd's camper, seen from up high looking down. | |
The BRIDE | |
searching the camper. | |
FLASH ON | |
EX CU Her EYE. | |
The BRIDE'S POV: | |
Budd's camper, Budd exits by himself. | |
The BRIDE | |
searching the camper. | |
FLASH ON | |
EX CU The BRIDE'S EYE. | |
The BRIDE'S POV: | |
She watches from a high perch, Budd practicing with a ... | |
SAMURAI SWORD. | |
The BRIDE | |
searching under his bed, she sees a sword on the floor, | |
resting in a shiny, black wood mahagony sheath. She removes | |
it from its hiding place. | |
WOOD SHEATH | |
Its one of Hanzo's sheaths. She opens it. It is a Hanzo | |
sword. Near the handle, etched in the steel, are the English | |
words; "To My Brother Budd, The Only Man I Ever Loved, from | |
Bill." | |
She closes the sheath, this will do. She sees a pair of | |
cowboy boots. Picks one up and places the sole of the boot | |
against the sole of her foot. Her feet and this man's boot | |
are around the same size. She slips her dirty feet in them. | |
She's good to go. | |
EXT. DESERT | |
Elle crawls from the wreckage of the Trans Am, holding the | |
Hanzo sword, looking like she's just been in a car wreck. | |
A cut on her head makes blood run down the side of her face. | |
Luckily for her, not the side with the good eye. | |
The camper door swings open. The Bride emerges from Budd's | |
home, looking like a Barbie doll that's been dug up after ten | |
years buried in the backyard, carrying a Hanzo sword. Every | |
footfall creating a cloud of dust. | |
The two women, each carrying a samurai sword, face each other | |
in showdown position. | |
A shark smile spreads across Elle's face. | |
ELLE | |
Bravo, Bea. I actually thought that | |
alacky had got the best of you. | |
THE BRIDE | |
You thought wrong. | |
The Bride unsheaths her sword with great flourish. | |
Elle does the same. | |
ELLE | |
(referring to the sword) | |
What's that? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Budd's Hanzo sword. | |
ELLE | |
He said he pawned it. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Guess that makes him a liar, don't | |
it? | |
Without raising their swords into position, the two blonde | |
warriors circle each other. | |
THE BRIDE | |
(question) | |
Elle? | |
ELLE | |
(answer) | |
Bea. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I was wondering, just 'tween us | |
girls, what did you say to Pai Mei | |
for him to snatch out your eye? | |
FLASHBACK - SPAGHETTI WESTERN STYLE | |
of Pai Mei SNATCHING out Elle's eye with his Eagle's Claw. | |
ELLE | |
I called him a bastard. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Oooh, not so good. | |
ELLE | |
Were I to do it over again, I'd | |
bite my tongue. | |
THE BRIDE | |
One more question? | |
ELLE | |
Shoot. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Where's Bill? | |
ELLE | |
Villa Quatro. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Gulf of Mexico? | |
Elle nods her head 'yes.' | |
THE BRIDE | |
You wouldn't lie to me now? | |
ELLE | |
Why lie? | |
Elle raises up The Bride's Hanzo sword into position. | |
The Bride raises up her sword. | |
THE BRIDE | |
I saw what you did to that little | |
Mamba in there. Want to try that on | |
somebody your own size? | |
ELLE | |
I intend to. | |
The Bride completely drops her sword stance and her samurai | |
bearing. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Oh Elle, I should warn you before | |
we get started. Hattori Hanzo | |
swords are extremely sharp. They | |
can take a little getting used to. | |
Careful not to cut your own arm | |
off. | |
ELLE | |
I don't rattle, bitch! | |
The Bride brings her sword back into combat position. | |
THE BRIDE | |
You're gonna bleed though, you're | |
gonna bleed a lot. | |
THEN... | |
SPAGHETTI WESTERN MUSIC EXPLODES ON THE SOUNDTRACK. | |
The two blonde warriors....swords in position...no longer | |
circle each other....but instead move forward...closer and | |
closer to each other....one baby step at a time... | |
CU OF GIRLS. | |
EX CU'S OF: | |
Their separate GRIPS on the SWORD'S HANDLE. | |
Their FEET moving closer. | |
The Bride's eye. | |
Elle's eye. | |
The Tips of each other's Blade. | |
Their Blonde Hair. | |
As the Operatic Spaghetti Western Music Builds to a | |
crescendo...we CUT BACK AND FORTH between CU's of the two | |
women that get TIGHTER AND TIGHTER as we ZOOM in CLOSER and | |
CLOSER....UNTIL...We reach the THEME'S CLIMAX.... | |
Both women let loose with a Samurai Grunt and Swing. | |
EX CU: TWO SILVER BLADES CLASH. | |
EX CU: BLONDE HAIR WHIPPING. | |
EX CU: TWO SILVER BLADES CLASH AGAIN. | |
TWO SHOT: The TWO WOMEN WARRIORS stand their ground, STRIKING | |
and DEFENDING...When they stop, no one's been touched. | |
The TWO WOMEN - Swords in attack position - stare across to | |
the other one, as they prepare for their next attack... | |
Now they begin to circle again. | |
CU THEIR FEET making a circular walk. | |
They ATTACK... | |
EX CU BLADES MEET -- However this time we don't know who's on | |
the left or the right. One Blade maneuvers around the other. | |
EX EX CU: of TIP OF BLADE SLICING OPEN SKIN, about a quarter | |
of an inch. It looks like a scalpel cut. No blood. Just skin | |
separating. We don't know who's cut. | |
The TWO WOMEN stand and face each other. Neither knows if | |
it's them who has been struck. Neither woman bleeds. | |
We feel a count of...One Mississippi... | |
EX CU: ONE SILVER BLADE, clean as a whistle. | |
EX CU: ONE SILVER BLADE with a smudge of CRIMSON BLOOD on its | |
TIP. | |
We feel a count of Two Mississippi... | |
ELLE, | |
BLOOD begins to PROJECTILE SPRAY out of a slice in Elle's | |
neck only a quarter of an inch long. The Blood does not exit | |
the neck as liquid but as a FINE RED MIST, like that of an | |
aerosol can, we even HEAR the slight SPRAY WHISTLE. Elle | |
feels nothing. She turns her eyes towards the sound of the | |
spray, and sees the blood escaping her like air from a | |
balloon. She lifts her hand and places it in the path of the | |
spray, it's immediately BATHED IN RED. | |
Elle drops the Bride's sword. | |
As her blood continues to escape, both women look across each | |
other. | |
The effect is that Elle Driver is a balloon and her life is | |
escaping before both their very eyes. And now looking across | |
at each other, the two women see the other for the first | |
time, not as adversaries, or opponents, or as rivals, or as | |
bitches...but as sisters. | |
Elle no longer has enough life in her to stand up...She falls | |
to her knees in front of The Bride.... | |
...then as she dies, she leans the side of her head against | |
The Bride's standing body. Her blood runs down The Bride's | |
leg. As she passes on, Elle gently wraps her arms around the | |
Bride's leg. | |
The Bride's hands go down to Elle's long blonde hair, and | |
begins gently stroking it, easing her pain as she expires. | |
Only in death do they find the sisterhood that could have | |
been theirs. | |
WIDE SHOT | |
The Bride standing, Elle on her knees, the desert surrounds | |
them. | |
The BRIDE | |
putting a shovel down. | |
WIDE SHOT | |
The Bride has finished burying Elle. She sticks a jerry | |
rigged wood cross in the ground as a marker. Then using her | |
sog; | |
WOODEN CROSS | |
carves the name "L. DRIVER" on the cross. | |
Then drives away in the big red pickup. | |
SPAGHETTI WESTERN MUSIC ENDS | |
FADE TO BLACK. | |
BLACK FRAME | |
TITLE APPEARS: | |
Final chapter | |
"The blood-splattered | |
BRIDE" | |
INT. BILL'S HACIENDA - DAY | |
Bill on the patio of his beautiful hacienda home (named Villa | |
Quatro) located on the beach in Mexico. At the moment Bill | |
partaking of his current hobby......Flower Arranging. | |
With his hands among various flowers of BRIGHT COLORS, he | |
sorts and prunes a very pretty arrangement. | |
EX CU the BRIDE'S EYE | |
....watching.... | |
Bill's Mexican housekeeper, JOSEPHINA, appears on the patio. | |
JOSEPHINA | |
Mr. Bill, you wanted me to tell you | |
to leave now. | |
BILL | |
(finishing up) | |
Yes, I got to go and meet the | |
Duchess. | |
(referring to the flowers) | |
Do you like it? | |
JOSEPHINA | |
Oh yes Mr. Bill, it's very pretty. | |
BILL | |
Why don't you put it on the dinner | |
table, so we can enjoy it tonight. | |
JOSEPHINA | |
(she takes it) | |
Good idea, she'll love it. | |
As he heads out the patio, he tells her; | |
BILL | |
Oh and Josephina, take the | |
remaining flowers and spread them | |
around the house, if you would. | |
JOSEPHINA | |
Yes, Mr. Bill. | |
He exits the patio, then turns around and pops his head back | |
in. | |
BILL | |
You know I just had a great idea. | |
Take the roses, and spread the | |
petals on the bed I just got for | |
her. That'd be a nice thing to come | |
home to, wouldn't it, a bed of | |
roses. | |
JOSEPHINA | |
Oh, she'll love that Mr. Bill. | |
BILL | |
You wouldn't mind doing that for | |
me, would you Josephina? | |
JOSEPHINA | |
No, not at all. | |
FLASH ON | |
EX CU The BRIDE'S EYE | |
....watching.... | |
We follow behind Bill as he moves through his house...He | |
slips on his jacket...Grabs his keys...TWO energetic GERMAN | |
SHEPHERDS follow him out the front door onto his driveway. | |
On his way to his silver Porsche, he roughhouse plays with | |
the dogs, speaking to them in Spanish. When he gets to the | |
sports-car, the dogs won't leave him alone, and one jumps on | |
the Porsche. He yells at it in Spanish; | |
BILL (SPANISH) | |
Get the fuck off the car, Lucy, | |
Lucy, down! | |
FLASH ON | |
EX CU The BRIDE'S EYE | |
...watching... | |
The gates in front of Bill's Hacienda home open, and his | |
silver Porsche hits the streets running. | |
FLASH ON | |
EX CU The Bride | |
...watching... | |
A SUSPENSE THEME PLAYS OVER THE SHOTS of The Bride's Eye | |
every time we cut to it. Over the SHOTS OF BILL DRIVING we | |
hear a SPANISH TRAGIC LOVE BALLAD, coming from the car radio. | |
BILL | |
driving his convertible as the beach WHIZZES by in the | |
background. | |
The Bride's eye. | |
Dirt Road, lined by greener than green trees, the Porsche | |
kicks up dirt ZOOMING down it. | |
CU BILL | |
driving as the Spanish love song plays. | |
The Bride's eye. | |
A striking but antiseptic-looking INSTITUTION of some sort, | |
surrounded by the beautiful foliage of Mexico. Bill's silver | |
Porsche drives up its driveway. | |
The Bride's eye. | |
INT. INSTITUTION | |
The institution is not Spanish in style, but on the contrary | |
it's a clinical new-age box-like structure made up of clear | |
glass doors and walls and the color beige. | |
Bill walks through the glass doors, to a lone Asian FEMALE | |
RECEPTIONIST, her desk is the only furniture in the lobby. In | |
JAPANESE he explains to her his reason for being there. | |
EX CU The BRIDE'S EYE | |
...watching...we now leave any shot of Bill not from the | |
Bride's perspective. The SUSPENSE THEME is STRETCHED TIGHTER | |
and TIGHTER as we look through the Bride's POV and listen to | |
her VO; | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
The attentive audience members | |
among you will have probably | |
noticed, that all my kills have | |
been straight up fights. | |
The Bride's POV: The Glass-enclosed Institution, and Bill | |
standing by himself in the empty lobby. | |
THE BRIDE (V.O.) | |
Y'all figured I'd face him with my | |
Hanzo sword, aye? Well, I figured | |
Bill figured the same thing. I am | |
the product of three godfathers. | |
Bill, Pai Mei, and Hattori Hanzo. | |
Different teachers teach you | |
different things. But one thing I | |
learned from all three, was "in | |
combat, the opponent that does the | |
unexpected, can usually expect to | |
be the victor." Bill would never | |
see this coming. Not from me. And | |
least any of you judge me a | |
bushwhacker, remember...It was Bill | |
who taught me how to shoot. | |
As the Bride has said these things, WE'VE seen INSERTS of her | |
putting together her high-powered scope rifle. Snapping on | |
the scope sight. Setting the FOCUS through the CROSSHAIRS. | |
Loading the heavy-duty AMMO. Curling her long white finger | |
around the rifle's TRIGGER. | |
SCOPE SIGHT POV: Bill's head in between the Crosshairs. | |
SUSPENSE THEME is STRETCHED TIGHTER STILL...it will soon | |
break. | |
WIDE SHOT | |
looking through the Institution's glass wall. The elevator in | |
the lobby opens...and A LITTLE GIRL steps out, and runs into | |
Bill's arms. A LITTLE GIRL about five years old. A FIVE-YEAR | |
OLD LITTLE GIRL with blonde hair. Bill picks up the Little | |
Girl and lifts her HEAD into the CROSSHAIRS of the SCOPE | |
SIGHT. | |
SUSPENSE THEME SNAPS into an OPERATIC WAIL... | |
EX CU: The Bride's finger, pops off the trigger. | |
EX CU: The Bride's eye, A HUGE TEAR FALLS OUT...We move out | |
of the eyeball, into a MEDIUM CU of The Bride, tears falling | |
down her face...She can't believe what she's looking | |
at...that's her daughter...She's alive... | |
Her REMEMBERING THEME PLAYS... | |
FLASH ON | |
The Bride remembering, while she was in her wide-eyed coma | |
state, lying on an operating table, as DOCTORS AND NURSES | |
performed a Cesarean childbirth on her. The NEWBORN INFANT is | |
passed to other hands above her wide-eyed unblinking | |
expressionless face. | |
CU of The BRIDE | |
In one moment, Bill has managed to suddenly change the game. | |
EXT. LONG LONG LONG EMPTY ROAD IN MEXICO - DAY | |
Silence, except for a few birds. | |
THEN... | |
WE HEAR the Roaring of an Engine, and the Silver Porsche | |
WHIZZES into FRAME. | |
INT. PORSCHE (MOVING) - DAY | |
Bill behind the wheel, his little girl asleep in the | |
passenger seat. He sees something ahead. | |
A convertible Volkswagen Karman Ghia enters the road heading | |
in the opposite direction. It's a long long long way off, but | |
it will get closer every second. | |
Bill senses something about this automobile, and throws a | |
glance at his sleeping child. | |
His cell phone RINGS, he answers it. | |
BILL | |
Hola. | |
INT. THE BRIDE'S CAR (MOVING) - DAY | |
The Bride behind the wheel of the convertible, her long | |
blonde hair whipping in the wind, talks to Bill for the first | |
time in five years and six months. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Hello Bill. | |
BILL | |
Kiddo, is that really you? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Oh, it's me all right. | |
BILL | |
I hear you were driving a truck? | |
THE BRIDE | |
My pussy wagon died on me. Who's | |
your little friend? | |
He glances down at the sleeping child. | |
BILL | |
Oh, you mean the little tow head | |
next to me, who looks | |
extraordinarily like you? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yeah, that one. | |
BILL | |
Her name is B.B. | |
The Bride gets choked up again, emotion betrays her voice. | |
THE BRIDE | |
B.B.? | |
BILL | |
Yes. Do you approve? | |
She wipes her eyes. Her hand moves under her shirt, | |
fingertips rest on scar. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes. Can she hear us? | |
BILL | |
Not now, she's in dream land. | |
THE BRIDE | |
How old is she? | |
BILL | |
What do you mean by that? | |
THE BRIDE | |
How many years has she been alive? | |
BILL | |
Don't ask how old she is, ask, if | |
she's five. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Is she five? | |
BILL | |
Aren't mothers like God, aren't you | |
supposed to automatically know? | |
THE BRIDE | |
I did and I do. | |
(pause) | |
I want to meet her. | |
BILL | |
Have dinner with us at my hacienda | |
tonight. She's expecting you. | |
THE BRIDE | |
What do you mean? | |
BILL | |
I knew you were on your way, so I | |
told B.B. Her mommy was coming to | |
see her. | |
THE BRIDE | |
(confused) | |
What have you told her about me? | |
BILL | |
That you were sick, that you were | |
asleep, but one day you'd wake up | |
and come back to her. | |
And she asked me, "If Mommy's been | |
asleep since I was born, how will | |
she know what I look like?" To | |
which I replied, "Because Mommy's | |
been dreaming of you." And she | |
said, "Then I'm gonna start | |
dreaming of her." So I gave her a | |
picture of you -- | |
THE BRIDE | |
-- which one? | |
BILL | |
The one I took of you in Paris, | |
sitting on the steps with the | |
baguette in your hand. Since she | |
was one and a half years old, she's | |
slept with that picture of you next | |
to her bed. | |
The EXACT PHOTO DISSOLVES OVER The Bride's face, then | |
DISSOLVES AWAY. | |
THE BRIDE | |
You know, prettier photos of me do | |
exist. | |
BILL | |
And she's seen them. But the one | |
she wants looking after her while | |
she sleeps is the one of you | |
holding bread. | |
(pause) | |
We normally have dinner around | |
seven, is that convenient? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes. | |
Pause....The cars get closer... | |
THE BRIDE | |
When do we cross swords? | |
BILL | |
Well, it just so happens, my | |
hacienda comes with its very own | |
private beach. And my private | |
beach, just so happens to look | |
particularly beautiful bathed in | |
moonlight. And there just so | |
happens to be a full moon out | |
tonight. So, swordfighter, if you | |
want to sword fight, that's where I | |
suggest. But if you wanna be old | |
school about it - then we can wait | |
till dawn, and slice each other up | |
at sunrise, like a couple real life | |
honest to goodness samurais. As per | |
usual Kiddo, I'll leave the big | |
decisions up to you. | |
The cars will soon pass... | |
THE BRIDE | |
Do me a courtesy? | |
BILL | |
Anything. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Slow down as we pass...I want | |
another look at her. | |
BILL | |
Wear something nice tonight? | |
THE BRIDE | |
I have a dress all picked out. | |
BILL | |
Will I like it? | |
THE BRIDE | |
You said I looked beautiful last | |
time you saw me in it. | |
BILL | |
I'll dress up too. | |
His foot moves off the gas, slowing the car; her foot does | |
the same. | |
The cars in SLOW MOTION start to pass. | |
The Bride looks into the other car. | |
We ZOOM past Bill to the little girl in the passenger seat. | |
We go ONE FRAME AT A TIME till the car moves past us, to Bill | |
holding a pistol with a large silencer pointing right at our | |
face. He FIRES. It emits only a tiny PHOOF. | |
The Bride throws herself across the passenger seat as the | |
driver's side window EXPLODES over her head. | |
The two cars pass each other. | |
The Bride straightens herself in the driver's seat. She looks | |
in the rearview as Bill and her daughter drive away. Grabbing | |
the cell phone she screams in it; | |
THE BRIDE | |
You fucking maricone! | |
Bill on his cell, eyes on rearview. | |
BILL | |
Now you just wait one second there | |
little missy. Unless I'm confused, | |
we are trying to kill each other | |
aren't we? Now I wasn't planning on | |
taking a shot at you in front of | |
the squirt, but, she is asleep. And | |
if you're gonna forget everything I | |
ever taught you, and gawk like you | |
ain't got good sense, I'm gonna | |
take a shot, am I not? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Did she wake up? | |
BILL | |
Of course not. She's like you that | |
way. | |
I look forward to this evening. It | |
was great speaking with you, Bea. | |
He hangs up. | |
INT. WHERE HATTORI HANZO SLEEPS - JAPAN - NIGHT | |
Hattori Hanzo lies sleeping on his mat... | |
WHEN... | |
His phone wakes him up in the middle of the night...He | |
hurriedly answers it. | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
(in phone; groggy) | |
Hello.... | |
INT. MEXICO HOTEL - DAY | |
The Bride's on the phone, calling Japan, in tears. | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
Hattori! | |
HANZO (ENGLISH) | |
Beatrix, what's wrong? | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
She's alive! My baby girl's alive! | |
CUT TO: | |
INT. THE BRIDE DRIVING TO BILL'S VILLA | |
The same shot we saw during the opening credits. She's | |
dressed in a white bridal gown, the exact replica of the one | |
she was bushwhacked in. | |
Over her CU we DISSOLVE TO A CU OF HANZO talking to her | |
earlier on the phone. | |
HANZO (JAPANESE) | |
Half of Bill's strength, lies in | |
his talent for the unexpected. | |
If you intend to vanquish this man, | |
and claim your daughter, you must | |
not only expect the unexpected. You | |
must do the unexpected. | |
WE DISSOLVE BACK to The Bride. | |
We see the same shots as before of The Bride driving up to | |
Bill's villa, through his iron gates, and parking by his | |
front door. We see TWO BLACK-SUITED MALE SATELLITES approach | |
her. | |
Now comes the new stuff. | |
She climbs out of her vehicle, goes to the back, opens the | |
boot, and removes her MOSSBERG PUMP ACTION SHOTGUN. | |
The two satellites freeze... | |
She SLIDES THE PUMP once, and FIRES. | |
ONE is BLOWN APART by the blast. | |
She SLIDES THE PUMP a second time...BLAST. | |
TWO buys the farm. | |
She slides the PUMP again... | |
...and BLASTS the front door, kicking it open and stepping | |
inside. | |
INT. BILL'S VILLA - NIGHT | |
ANOTHER BLACK-SUITED SATELLITE hurries down the stairs, | |
reaching for his weapon... | |
She FIRES the shotgun into his kneecap... | |
He TUMBLES down the stairs landing at her feet. | |
She points the shotgun straight down at his face. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Hello Manny. | |
She FIRES...Then moves further into the house. | |
Apparently, this is the do-the-unexpected part of her plan. | |
Fuck the charade, storm the camp, kill everyone she comes | |
across, send Bill to hell, scoop up her daughter, and head | |
for parts unknown. | |
So far, so good. | |
She enters the butcher block kitchen, and finds Bill's cook | |
and housekeeper, Josephina. | |
Josephina stares at the shotgun barrel pointed at her. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Hello Josephina. | |
JOSEPHINA | |
Hello Miss Beatrix. | |
She grabs the housekeeper, and shoves her into the kitchen | |
pantry. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Stay in here and don't come out. If | |
you leave this room I'll shoot you, | |
comprende? | |
JOSEPHINA | |
Yes. | |
She closes the pantry door, and moves into the hallway | |
leading to the living room. | |
With her back against the wall, holding her weapon tight, she | |
moves down the hall. As she creeps, an unseen Bill yells to | |
her from around the corner. | |
BILL'S VOICE (O.S.) | |
Kiddo! If you're through shooting | |
the servants, I'm in the living | |
room. You remember how to get to | |
the living room, don'tcha? Go down | |
to the end of the hall, and make a | |
left. | |
Back against the wall she creeps down the hall to the end. | |
She pumps the slide, and TURNS THE CORNER - SHOTGUN RAISED - | |
READY TO FIRE... | |
WHEN... | |
EX CU The BRIDE'S EYES - blink once. | |
EX CU HER FINGER comes off the trigger. | |
What the Bride sees in front of her is, Bill in a tuxedo, | |
holding a small, orange squirt gun pointed at her. Standing | |
next to him is five-year-old little B.B., dressed up in a | |
very pretty party dress, arm outstretched holding a orange | |
squirt gun, aimed at The Bride. | |
The three look at each other for a moment, then Bill says; | |
BILL | |
(loudly) | |
Bang Bang! | |
Then he suddenly clutches his abdomen like he's just been | |
shot. | |
BILL | |
Oh B.B., Mommy got us. | |
B.B. lowers her gun and plays out a big dying scene alongside | |
her dad...Bill falls to the floor. | |
BILL | |
Oh, I'm dying...I'm dying... | |
B.B. parrots this. | |
B.B. | |
Oh, I'm dying...I'm dying... | |
Bill on the floor, says up to his little girl; | |
BILL | |
Fall down sweetheart, Mommy shot | |
you. | |
The little girl falls down pretend dead. | |
The Bride, still absentmindedly pointing her weapon at them, | |
is truly thrown. | |
Bill delivers his lines from the floor, spoken like a dying | |
breath; | |
BILL | |
You did it Quick Draw Kiddo. You | |
are-the fastest. | |
And with these last words, pretends to die. | |
But then while pretending to be dead, he speaks in a dramatic | |
narrator's voice. | |
BILL | |
But...little did Quick Draw Kiddo | |
know,...that five-year-old B.B. | |
Gunn was only playing possum, due | |
to the fact she was impervious to | |
bullets. | |
B.B. raises her head off the floor and says; | |
B.B. | |
(to Mommy) | |
I'm impervious to bullets, Mommy. | |
BILL | |
(to B.B.) | |
Hey, get back down there, you're | |
playing possum. | |
The little girl's head drops back down. | |
Bill continues his dramatic narration; | |
BILL | |
So, as the smirking killer | |
approached, what she thought, was a | |
bullet-ridden corpse,...that's when | |
the little B.B. Gunn fired. | |
B.B. springs up holding her tiny orange squirt gun and says; | |
B.B. | |
Bang bang! | |
The Bride continues watching in gobsmackery. | |
Bill raises his head off the floor, and says to her in his | |
normal voice; | |
BILL | |
Mommy, you're dead - so die. | |
The Bride shakes off her confusion, and acts out a big death | |
scene fo her little girl. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Oh, B.B., you got me. I should have | |
known, you are the best. | |
She falls to the floor and pretends to die. | |
The little girl in her party dress, runs over to the big girl | |
in her wedding dress, and kneels over her mommy. | |
Mommy opens her eyes. | |
B.B. | |
Don't die Mommy, I was just | |
playing. | |
From the floor, looking up at her daughter, she speaks to her | |
for the first time. | |
MOMMY | |
I know baby. | |
They embrace each other. | |
B.B. | |
I waited a long time for you to | |
wake up, Mommy. Did you dream of me | |
- I dreamed of you? | |
The female killer says to her daughter as mommieness begins | |
to creep into her voice; | |
THE BRIDE | |
Every single night, baby. | |
She holds her daughter out at arm's length to get a better | |
look at her. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Now let me look at you. My my my... | |
What a pretty girl you are. | |
B.B. | |
You're pretty too, Mommy. | |
B.B. starts stroking her mother's long blonde hair. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Thank you. | |
All of a sudden, Bill has joined them on the floor. | |
BILL | |
When I showed you Mommy's picture, | |
tell Mommy what you said. | |
The little girl gets shy. | |
BILL | |
C'mon shy girl, you know what you | |
said, tell Mommy, it'll make her | |
fell good. | |
As she strokes her long blonde hair, little B.B. says; | |
B.B. | |
I said - I said - You're the most | |
beautiful woman I ever saw in the | |
whole white world. | |
BILL | |
That's the truth. That's what she | |
said. | |
B.B. points to Manny's blood, which splashed a little on the | |
Bride's wedding gown. | |
B.B. | |
What's that? | |
MOMMY | |
Oh, Mommy spilled something on her | |
dress. | |
B.B. | |
Blood? | |
MOMMY | |
No. Kool-Aid. Do you like Kool-Aid? | |
B.B. | |
No. | |
BILL | |
Do you not like it, or do you not | |
know what it is? | |
Parroting Bill; | |
B.B. | |
I do not know what it is. | |
MOMMY | |
Well, it's a very tasty beverage | |
that I used to drink, when I was a | |
little girl. It comes in a lot of | |
different flavors and colors, and | |
it's really good. Maybe we should | |
fix some sometime. Want to do that? | |
The little girl gives a big nod, yes. | |
BILL | |
Speaking of fixing and drinking and | |
eating, I think it's dinner time | |
don't you? | |
B.B. does an exaggerated nod, yes. | |
BILL | |
(to Mommy) | |
When you were doin all that fancy | |
shootin, you didn't happen to shoot | |
a nice Mexican woman about forty | |
five years old, did ya? | |
MOMMY | |
No. | |
BILL | |
(wiping imaginary sweat | |
off his brow) | |
Whew, then dinner should be done. | |
(shouting to the other | |
room) | |
Josephina! You can come out now, | |
we're ready for dinner. | |
JOSEPHINA (O.S.) | |
Yes, Mr. Bill. | |
He offers his hand to Mommy, and helps her to her feet. Then | |
says to B.B.; | |
BILL | |
Want to go on top of the world? | |
She says excitedly; | |
B.B. | |
Yeah! | |
He scoops the little girl up, puts her on his shoulders, and | |
as the mommy and the daddy and their little girl walk through | |
the house towards the dinner table, Bill and B.B. Sing The | |
Carpenter's song, "Top Of The World." It's obviously one of | |
their songs. | |
INT. DINNER ROOM - NIGHT | |
The dining room of Bill's house. The family, mother father | |
and daughter, sit at the dinner table eating. | |
BILL | |
B.B., don't you think Mommy has the | |
prettiest hair in the whole wide | |
world? | |
B.B. | |
Yes I do. | |
BILL | |
In fact it's better than pretty. | |
What's better than pretty? | |
B.B. | |
Gorgeous. | |
BILL | |
Very good, gorgeous. Mommy is | |
gorgeous. | |
The Bride shows no sign of thawing around Bill. | |
BILL | |
You know baby, Mommy's kinda mad at | |
Daddy. | |
B.B. | |
Why? Where you a bad daddy? | |
BILL | |
I'm afraid I was. I was a real bad | |
daddy. | |
(to Mommy) | |
Our little girl learned about life | |
and death the other day. | |
(to B.B.) | |
You want to tell Mommy about what | |
happened to Emilio? | |
B.B. | |
I killed him. I didn't mean to, but | |
I stepped on him and he stopped | |
moving. | |
BILL | |
Emilio was her goldfish. She came | |
running into my room holding the | |
fish in her hand, crying, "Daddy | |
daddy, Emilio's dead." And I said, | |
"Really, that's so sad. How did he | |
die?" And what did you say? | |
B.B. | |
I stepped on him. | |
BILL | |
Actually young lady, the words you | |
so strategically used were, "I | |
accidentally stepped on him." | |
Right? | |
B.B. | |
Yeah. | |
BILL | |
To which I queried, "And just how | |
did your foot accidentally find its | |
way into Emilio's fishbowl?" And | |
she told me no no no, Emilio was on | |
the carpet when she stepped on him. | |
(beat) | |
Hummmmmm, the plot thickens. And | |
just how did Emilio get on the | |
carpet? And Mommy, you would have | |
been real proud of her, because she | |
didn't lie. She said she took | |
Emilio out of his bowl, and put him | |
on the carpet. And what was Emilio | |
doing on the carpet, baby? | |
B.B. | |
He was -- flapping. | |
BILL | |
And then you stomped on him? | |
B.B. | |
Uh-huh. | |
BILL | |
And when you lifted your foot up, | |
what was Emilio doing then? | |
B.B. | |
Nothing. | |
BILL | |
He stopped flapping, didn't he? | |
B.B. | |
Uh-huh. | |
BILL | |
And you knew what that meant, | |
didn't you? | |
B.B. | |
Uh-huh. | |
BILL | |
What did that mean? | |
B.B. | |
He was dead. | |
BILL | |
(to Mommy) | |
She told me later, that the second | |
she lifted up her foot and saw him | |
not flapping, she knew he was dead. | |
Is that not the perfect visual | |
image of life and death? A fish | |
flapping on the carpet, and a fish | |
not flapping on the carpet. So | |
powerful even a five-year old child | |
with no concept of life and death | |
knew what it meant. Not only did | |
she know Emilio was dead, she knew | |
she had killed him. So she comes | |
running into my room, holding | |
Emilio in both of her little hands - | |
it was so cute - and she wanted me | |
to make Emilio better. And I asked | |
her, why did she step on Emilio? | |
And she said, she didn't know. But | |
I knew why. You didn't mean to hurt | |
Emilio, you just wanted to see what | |
would happen if you stepped on him, | |
right? | |
B.B. | |
Uh-huh. | |
BILL | |
And what happens when you stomp on | |
Emilio, is you kill him. And you | |
discovered that, didn't you? | |
B.B. | |
Uh-huh. | |
BILL | |
So we drove down to the beach, had | |
a little funeral, and gave Emilio a | |
burial at sea. And right now I'm | |
sure he's happy as can be, swimmin | |
around in fish heaven. | |
But the point being, our child | |
learned two very important lessons. | |
One, about life and death. The | |
other, somethings once you do, they | |
can't be undone. I knew just how | |
she felt | |
(to B.B.) | |
You loved Emilio, didn't you? | |
B.B. | |
Uh-huh. | |
BILL | |
Well sweety, I love Mommy, but I | |
did to Mommy what you did to | |
Emilio. | |
B.B. | |
You stomped on Mommy? | |
BILL | |
Worse. | |
(making his finger a gun) | |
I shot Mommy. Not pretend shoot, | |
like we were just doing. I shot her | |
for real. | |
B.B. | |
Why? | |
BILL | |
I don't know. | |
B.B. | |
Did you want to see what would | |
happen? | |
BILL | |
No, I knew what would happen to | |
Mommy if I shot her. What I didn't | |
know, is when I shot Mommy, what | |
would happen to me. | |
B.B. | |
What happened? | |
BILL | |
I was very sad. And that was when I | |
learned, somethings once you do, | |
they can never be undone. | |
B.B. | |
What happened to Mommy? | |
BILL | |
Why don't you ask Mommy. | |
B.B. | |
Are you okay Mommy. Does it hurt? | |
BILL | |
No sweety, it doesn't hurt anymore. | |
B.B. | |
Did it make you sick? | |
MOMMY | |
It put me to sleep. That's why I | |
haven't been with you B.B., I've | |
been asleep. | |
B.B. | |
But you're awake now, right? | |
MOMMY | |
I'm wide awake, pretty girl. | |
EXT. PORCH - DAWN | |
Bill sits on the steps of his porch in the back of the house | |
drinking a glass of red wine. The steps lead to the beach and | |
the sea. | |
Beatrix steps out onto the porch, and sits down on the steps | |
across from him. | |
Between them the dawn sky breaks. | |
BILL | |
Did she go to sleep easy? | |
THE BRIDE | |
It took her a little bit. She was | |
excited. She's quite the little | |
chatterbox. | |
BILL | |
Well, if she doesn't like you, you | |
got to kill her to say hello. But | |
if she likes you, you can't shut | |
her up. She's a chip off the ole | |
blonde in that regards. | |
He holds up the bottle of vino. | |
BILL | |
Red wine? | |
She shakes her blonde head, no. | |
BILL | |
C'mon, Bea, you're a whole lot more | |
fun with a couple glasses of wine | |
in ya. | |
She gives him a look. | |
BILL | |
(pointing towards the | |
beach) | |
We're going to go out there and | |
have at it, aren't we? | |
She shakes her blonde head, yes. | |
BILL | |
Well, I've already had a glass. So | |
unless you want to win by an unfair | |
advantage, you should have a glass | |
of wine. So we're both on the same | |
footing wine wise. | |
She holds out the empty glass, and he fills it with red. | |
BILL | |
You know, there's an old man down | |
here, his name is Esteban Viharo. | |
He was a pimp. I knew him when I | |
was a child. He was a friend of my | |
mother's. I told him about you. | |
When I showed him your picture he | |
smiles and said; | |
(imitating his accent) | |
"Yesss, I see the attraction." He | |
told me a story about taking me to | |
the movies when I was five. It was | |
a movie which had Lana Turner in | |
it. And whenever she would appear | |
on screen, he said I would stick my | |
thumb in my mouth and suck it, to | |
an obscure amount. And he knew | |
right then, this boy will be a fool | |
for blondes. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Who would of ever thought you'd be | |
such a good father? | |
BILL | |
Well not you, that's for damn sure. | |
She gives him another look. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Must we have to endure your little | |
zingers? | |
BILL | |
No we mustn't. But if you're going | |
to say sentences like that, in the | |
future, I will resist the | |
temptation. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Baby, you don't have a future. | |
Bill drinks some wine. | |
BILL | |
I sent you to L.A. and you never | |
came back. I thought you'd been | |
killed. Do you know how cruel it is | |
to make someone think someone they | |
love is dead? I mourned you. Then | |
in the third month of my mourning, | |
I track you down. I wasn't trying | |
to track you down, I was trying to | |
track down - the fucking assholes - | |
who I thought killed you. And when | |
I find you, what to I find? Not | |
only are you not dead, you're | |
getting married - to some fuckin | |
jerk - and you're pregnant? How do | |
you expect me to react? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Why do you think I hid? | |
BILL | |
Why did you leave in the first | |
place? You have cold eyes towards | |
me now. I understand their | |
temperature, but they were warm the | |
second to the last time I saw them, | |
or was that just my imagination? | |
THE BRIDE | |
No. | |
The Bride decides to tell all. As she tells this story, parts | |
will be shown on the screen. | |
To give herself a running start with the story she starts it | |
off in Japanese; | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
You sent me to L.A. to kill that | |
lady scoundrel, Lisa Wong. | |
Bill interrupts her. | |
BILL (ENGLISH) | |
You are you talking in Japanese? | |
The Bride explodes; | |
THE BRIDE (ENGLISH) | |
What the hell do you care what I | |
talk in? Don't you know when to | |
keep your mouth shut? I'm trying to | |
tell you what you want to know, if | |
you'll just shut up and listen and | |
stop talking! Now may I continue? | |
BILL | |
You're right, I'm wrong, continue. | |
THE BRIDE | |
The morning I left, I threw up. I | |
don't feel like speaking in | |
Japanese anymore - on the plane, I | |
threw up. When I got to my hotel, I | |
threw up. So naturally I started | |
thinking, maybe I might be | |
pregnant. So I bought one of those | |
home pregnancy kits. Went back to | |
my room and took the test. The | |
little strip said blue. I was going | |
to have a baby. I tried to call | |
you, but you weren't there, so I | |
just thought I'd call back later. | |
BILL | |
But you never did. | |
THE BRIDE | |
- Would you shut up, I'm trying to | |
tell you how I feel. | |
BILL | |
My apologies, please continue. | |
THE BRIDE | |
So I just figured I'd call you back | |
later. I was just so happy, I put | |
on music and danced by myself in | |
the hotel suite, holding my little | |
blue strip. | |
What I didn't know, was at some leg | |
of my journey, I was spotted. With | |
me in Los Angeles it didn't take | |
Lisa Wong long to figure out | |
someone put a hit out on her. So | |
she sent an assassin of her own to | |
kill me in my hotel room. As I was | |
dancing in euphoria, the killer | |
came down the hall. | |
There's a knock on the hotel room door. | |
The Bride stops dancing and goes to the door's peephole. | |
PEEPHOLE POV: A pretty KOREAN WOMAN in the blazer and skirt | |
outfit of a hotel manager. She's holding a basket of flowers. | |
The Bride says through the door; | |
THE BRIDE | |
Hello, can I help you? | |
HOTEL WOMAN | |
Hello, I'm Karen Kim, I'm the | |
hospitality manager of the hotel. I | |
have a welcome gift from the | |
management. | |
Seeing it through the peephole. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Oh, it's beautiful. But I'm kinda | |
busy at this second, could you | |
possibly come back later? | |
As she talks, she accidentally drops the blue strip, she | |
bends down to pick it up... | |
WHEN... | |
A SHOTGUN BLAST BLOWS A HOLE in the door, right where the | |
bent over woman was previously standing. | |
Karen kicks open the door, Pump Action Shotgun in hand. | |
The Bride's on her back, on the floor below her. | |
Karen aims the shotgun down at her. | |
With her foot, The Bride kicks the front door. | |
It SLAMS BACK HITTING Karen in the face. | |
The Bride scrambles to her feet, running for cover. | |
Karen pushes the door aside, steps into the room, and FIRES | |
the shotgun The Bride's way. | |
The Bride DIVES out of the way. | |
The BLAST DESTROYS the side of the room it HITS. | |
The Bride comes up from the floor with her SOG in her hand, | |
and THROWS IT across the room at Karen... | |
Karen BLOCKS the thrown knife with her shotgun. The blade | |
sticking in the weapon's wooden stock. She removes the knife, | |
and drops it to the floor. | |
The Bride is a sitting duck. There's nothing she can do | |
except wait to get shot. | |
KAREN | |
So you came here to kill Lisa Wong, | |
huh? Well that's my sister, bitch. | |
I'm Karen Wong, and I've come here | |
to kill you. | |
She raises the shotgun, and takes aim at The Bride... | |
THE BRIDE | |
Wait a second! | |
Karen stops. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes, I'm an assassin. Yes I did | |
come here to kill your sister. But | |
I'm not gonna do that now. | |
KAREN | |
Oh, I know you're not -- | |
THE BRIDE | |
- listen to me! I just found out, | |
right now - not two minutes before | |
you blew a hole in the door, I'm | |
pregnant. | |
Karen looks at her, "what?". | |
THE BRIDE | |
On that table is the home pregnancy | |
kit. On the floor by the door is | |
the strip that says I'm pregnant. | |
I'm telling you the truth, I don't | |
want to and I won't kill your | |
sister. I just want to go home. | |
KAREN | |
What is this, bullshit story number | |
twelve in the female assassin's | |
handbook? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Any other time you'd be a hundred | |
percent right. But this time you're | |
a hundred percent wrong. I'm the | |
deadliest woman in the world, but | |
right now I'm scared shitless for | |
my baby. Please, you hafta believe | |
me. Look at the strip, it's on the | |
floor. | |
Karen looks over to the door, and sees the tiny strip on the | |
floor. | |
KAREN | |
Sit down on that bed and put your | |
hands behind your head. | |
The Bride complies. Karen bends down and picks the strip off | |
the floor. Then takes the package it came in and reads the | |
directions on the box. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Blue means pregnant. | |
KAREN | |
I'll read it myself, thank you. | |
It is blue, Karen's starting to believe her. | |
KAREN | |
Okay, say I were to believe you, | |
what then? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Just go home. I'll do the same. | |
Karen does...She starts backing out of the room...before she | |
leaves, she says; | |
KAREN | |
You fucked with the Wong sisters. | |
BACK ON THE PORCH | |
THE BRIDE | |
Facing Karen Wong, was the most | |
frightening moment I have ever | |
experienced. And that includes | |
three years with that evil bastard | |
Pai Mei. Before that strip turned | |
blue, I was a woman, I was your | |
woman. I was a killer, who killed | |
for you. Before that strip turned | |
blue, I would have jumped a | |
motorcycle on to a speeding train | |
...for you. But once that strip | |
turned blue, I could no longer do | |
any of those things. Not anymore. | |
Because now I was a mother. A | |
mother who only had one thought on | |
her mind. Please don't harm my | |
baby. Can you understand that? | |
BILL | |
Yes. But why tell me now, and not | |
then? | |
THE BRIDE | |
You wouldn't have let me go. | |
Specially once you found out I was | |
pregnant. You would've tried to | |
talk me out of it. It would have | |
been a big scene. I just said fuck | |
it. | |
Starting to get mad. | |
BILL | |
Fuck who? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Bill, you couldn't know I was | |
pregnant, once you knew, you'd | |
claim it, and I didn't want that. | |
BILL | |
That's not your decision to make. | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes, but it's the right decision. | |
And I made it for my daughter. | |
Everybody on this earth deserves to | |
start with a clean slate. But with | |
us - my daughter would be born into | |
a world she shouldn't be. Robbing | |
her of the one thing everybody | |
deserves. She would be born with | |
blood stains. I had to choose. I | |
chose her. | |
She takes a sip of wine. It's morning now. And now it's her | |
turn. | |
THE BRIDE | |
You know five years ago, if I had | |
to make a list of impossible things | |
that could never happen. | |
You performing a coup de grace on | |
me by bustin a cap in my crown, | |
would be right at the top of the | |
list. | |
(beat) | |
I'd've been wrong, wouldn't I? | |
Bill listens stoney, then; | |
BILL | |
I'm sorry was that a question? Of | |
impossible things that could never | |
happen - yes in this instance you | |
would have been wrong. | |
The Bride listens stoney, then; | |
THE BRIDE | |
Well? | |
BILL | |
Well what? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Explain yourself. | |
BILL | |
I already have. When I told you the | |
story of when I thought you were | |
dead. Didn't you get how badly I | |
felt? | |
THE BRIDE | |
You call that an explanation? | |
BILL | |
Well if that's too cryptic let's | |
get literal. | |
(beat) | |
There are consequences to breaking | |
the heart of a murdering bastard. | |
You experienced some of them. | |
That's his explanation. | |
She hears it. | |
They both understand one another. | |
THE BRIDE | |
You and I have unfinished business. | |
BILL | |
Baby, you ain't kidding. | |
They both laugh. | |
BILL | |
You know how proud I am of you, | |
don't you? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Yes. | |
BILL | |
You know I was rooting for you, | |
don't you? | |
THE BRIDE | |
I figured. | |
BILL | |
You know on that beach out there I | |
want you to be the victor? | |
She nods her head, yes. | |
BILL | |
You also know you're going to have | |
to defeat me. I can't just give it | |
to you, even though I want to. | |
THE BRIDE | |
It won't be necessary for you to | |
give me anything. I've surpassed | |
you. I'll take it. | |
BILL | |
Well, as they say in Missouri, show | |
me. | |
EXT. THE BEACH - MORNING | |
As the blue waves of the Gulf of Mexico crash on the beach, | |
The Bride in her bridal gown, and Bill, his tuxedo jacket | |
off, face each other in a combat stance. | |
The BRIDE | |
Breeze blowing her blonde hair, holding her Hanzo sword in | |
its sheath. | |
BILL | |
stares across the sand to the figure of the Bride, his | |
student, facing him at sunrise with a weapon he taught her to | |
use. This is where all who teach combat artistry may end up. | |
Facing a Frankenstein monster of their own creation. He | |
removes his Hanzo sword from its sheath with GREAT FLOURISH. | |
WIDE SHOT | |
The two combatants...quite far from each other...they intend | |
to charge attack...stand in showdown stance. | |
The BRIDE | |
The VENGEANCE THEME EXPLODES ON THE SOUNDTRACK. | |
She takes her combat stance. But what she doesn't do is | |
remove her sword from its wood sheath. The fist of her left | |
hand is wrapped around the wood sheath's center. Her right | |
empty hand, raises and makes a beckoning gesture to Bill. | |
Then with a face completely devoid of emotion, says in | |
Japanese; | |
THE BRIDE (JAPANESE) | |
Attack me. | |
She's facing him, sword in sheath, hand far from handle, in a | |
standing still position, not moving a muscle of blinking an | |
eye, staring her laser beams in Bill's direction waiting for | |
his attack. | |
He stands in a combat position, sword raises in a combat | |
grip, to charge her. | |
BILL | |
(to himself) | |
That's my girl. | |
He screams a samurai scream...and charges her... | |
She stands motionless... | |
Unblinking... | |
Watching him coming... | |
No fear.... | |
No expression... | |
We go back and forth, close, wide, low. | |
TILL... | |
They meet... | |
Using only her left arm, with the sheathed Hanzo sword in its | |
grip, she blocks all of his blows, right arm unmoving down at | |
her side...sort of like Pai Mei did to her earlier...his | |
sword and her sheath lock together...they're close to each | |
other, she brings up her right arm, sticks out two fingers, | |
and hits Bill on ten different pressure points on his body. | |
Then hits him straight on in the heart with her palm. His | |
body jolts, like he's just had a heart attack...he coughs up | |
a little blood...he looks at her. | |
Their faces are very close... | |
The face of the cold ice woman Ninja, melts away before our | |
eyes, and the face of Beatrix Kiddo is filled once again with | |
compassion. | |
BILL | |
He taught you the ten point palm | |
exploding heart technique? | |
THE BRIDE | |
Of course he did. | |
BILL | |
Why didn't you tell me? | |
She doesn't have an answer. | |
She looks at him apologetically; | |
THE BRIDE | |
I don't know...Because...I'm | |
a...bad person. | |
He smiles at her duplicitly, and says with blood on his lips; | |
BILL | |
No. You're not a bad person. You're | |
a terrific person. You're my | |
favorite person. But every once in | |
awhile...you can be a real cunt. | |
They smile at each other. | |
Then... | |
Bill turns his back to her... | |
And walks five steps in the opposite direction...with each | |
step his heart swells, on the fifth... | |
It BURSTS...WE HEAR A SOUND, like of a tire blowout... | |
He falls to the beach...dead. | |
The Bride walks over to his body. | |
She unsheaths her Hanzo sword. | |
Blood lies in a pool, by Bill's mouth. | |
She dips the tip of the blade in the blood, leaving the | |
tiniest of crimson smudges. | |
She then removes the Bill handkerchief, and wipes Bill's | |
blood from off the blade onto the white cloth. | |
She lets the Bill handkerchief drop onto his body. | |
The Jingi sword Hattori Hanzo created, just for her, for this | |
purpose, has come to the end of its journey. | |
Beatrix, in a moment of enormous generosity, allows herself, | |
one final tear, shed for her corrupter, her enemy, the father | |
of her child,...her MAN. The tear is for her as well. For | |
she's very aware she will never ever be completely any other | |
man's WOMAN. | |
EX CU The Hanzo BLADE slowly sliding into the wood sheath. | |
EX CU the single teardrop, sliding down her cheek. | |
The blade disappears inside the sheath. | |
The teardrop falls of her chin. | |
Her journey, her revenge, her victory, her unfinished | |
business, is completed. | |
The Bride exits the beach. | |
Bill doesn't. | |
SERIES OF SHOTS END FILM | |
As a female voice sings a song on the soundtrack. | |
We see the Bride, get B.B. | |
The Bride and B.B. are driving away. | |
The Bride and B.B. eating in a coffee shop. | |
The Bride and B.B. in a motel room. They both wear bath | |
towels and both of their blonde heads are wet. The Bride sits | |
behind her on the bed, combing the little one's head. | |
The Bride spooning B.B. from behind, both of them are asleep. | |
It's the morning... | |
B.B. Sits on the motel room bed, watching Saturday morning | |
cartoons on T.V. | |
INT. MOTEL ROOM BATHROOM - MORNING | |
The Bride is on the floor of the motel room bathroom, crying | |
her eyes out. | |
She shoves a towel in her mouth so B.B. won't hear her. | |
We wonder for a moment what's wrong... | |
Till we see her face in CU... | |
Her tears are tears of joy. | |
She can't believe this is even happening. | |
Her daughter is alive. They're together. They get to begin | |
again. | |
She covers her mouth so B.B. won't hear her crying and get | |
worried or confused. | |
But as the deadliest woman on the planet, lies on the motel | |
room bathroom floor, smile on her face, twinkle in her eyes, | |
happier than she's ever been, she thinks one thought. Over | |
and over again.... | |
Thank you god...thank you god...thank you god...thank you | |
god. | |
She washes her face in the sink, when she's presentable, she | |
walks out of the bathroom, jumps on the bed with her baby, | |
hugs her from behind as the two watch Saturday morning | |
cartoons. | |
TWO SHOT CU | |
Both blonde heads, the big one and the little one, next to | |
each other, watching T.V. | |
The lioness has been reunited with her cub, and all is right | |
in the jungle. | |
CUT TO: | |
BLACK FRAME | |
TITLE APPEARS: | |
WRITTEN | |
DIRECTED | |
By | |
Quentin Tarantino | |
Episode 2: Attack of the Clones | |
EXT. SPACE | |
A vast sea of stars severas as a backdrop for the Main Title, following by a rollup, whcih crawls into infinity. | |
There is unrest in the Galactic Senate | |
Several hundred solar systems under | |
the leadership of the rebel leader, Count | |
Dooku, have decalred their intentions to | |
secede from the Republic. | |
This separatist movement has made it | |
difficult for the limited number of | |
Jedi Kights to maintain peace and | |
order in the galaxy. | |
Senator Amidala, the former Queen of | |
Naboo, is returning to Coruscant | |
to vote on the critical issue | |
of creating an army to assist the | |
overwhelmed Jedi. | |
PAN UP to reveal the amber city planet of Coruscant. A yellow Naboo Fighter flies OVER CAMERA toward the planet, followed by a large Royal Cruiser and two more Fighters. | |
EXT. CITYSCAPE, CORUSCANT - DAWN | |
The ships skim across the surface of the city landscape. The sun glints off the chrome hulls of the sleek Naboo spacecraft as they navigate between the buildings of the capital planet. | |
EXT. CORUSCANT, LANDING PLATFORM - DAWN | |
Two Naboo Fighters land on one leaf of a three-leaf-clover landing platform. The Royal Starship lands on the central lead, and the third Fighter lands on the remaining plaform. | |
A small GROUP OF DIGNITARIES waits to welcome the Senator. One of the members of the group os a well dressed JAR JAR BINKS, a member of the Galactic Representative Commission, and DORME, Senator Amidala's handmaiden. | |
One of the FIGHTER PILOTS jumps from the wing of his ship and removes his helmet. He is CAPTAIN TYPHO, SENATOR AMIDALA'S Security Officer. He moves over to a WOMAN PILOT. | |
CAPTAIN TYPHO | |
We made it. I guess I was wrong, | |
there was no danger at all. | |
The ramp ;pwers. TWO NABOO GUARDS appear. SENATOR AMIDALA, ONE HANDMAIDEN (VERSE) and FOUR TROOPERS descend the ramp. AMIDALA is more beautiful now than she was ten years earlier when, as Queen, she was freeing her people from the yoke of the Trade Federation. | |
The DIGNITARIES start to move forward. SENATOR AMIDALA reaches the foot of the ramp, when suddenly there is a blinding FLASH and a huge EXPLOSION. The DIGNITARIES and PILOTS are hurled to the ground as the starship is destroyed. | |
Klaxons blare, alarms sound! CAPTAIN TYPHO and the TWO ESCORT PILOTS get up and run to where SENATOR AMIDALA lies dying. Beyond, ARTOO DETOO drops down from the Naboo Fighter and rolls toward the wreckage. The FEMALE ESCORT PILOT kneels by SENATOR AMIDALA and takes off her helmet, revealing SENATOR PADME AMIDALA. | |
PADM | |
Cord ... | |
She gathers up her decoy double in her arms. Cord 's eyes are open. She looks up at her. | |
CORD | |
... I'm sorry, m'lady... I'm... not sure I... | |
CORD dies. PADM hugs her. | |
AMIDALA | |
No!... No!... No!... | |
PADM lowers CORD to the ground. She gets up and looks around at the devastation. There are tears in her eyes. | |
AMIDALA | |
I should not have come back. | |
CAPTAIN TYPHO | |
M'Lady, you are still in danger. | |
Amidala says nothing. | |
CAPTAIN TYPHO | |
This vote is very important. You did | |
your duty and Cord did hers. Now | |
come. (she doesn't respond) M'Lady, | |
please! | |
She turns. They walk away. ARTOO lets out a small whimper and rolls off after them. | |
EXT. SENATE BUILDING - DAY | |
The massive Senate Building glistens in the afternoon sun. Small patches of fog have still to burn off. | |
INT. SENATE CHAMBER - DAY | |
The vast rotunda is buzzing with chatter. MAS AMEDDA, the Supreme Chancellor's majordomo, tries to quiet things down as PALPATINE confers with an AIDE, UV GIZEN, riding a small one man floating scooter. | |
MAS AMEDDA | |
Order! We shall have order! The motion | |
for the Republic to commission an army | |
takes precedent, and that is what we | |
will vote on at this time. | |
Everything quiets down. The AIDE disperses, and SUPREME CHANCELLOR PALPATINE steps to the podium. | |
PALPATINE | |
...My esteemed colleagues, excuse | |
me... I have just received some | |
tragic and disturbing news. Senator | |
Amidala of the Naboo system... Has | |
been assassinated! | |
There is a shock silence in the vast arena. | |
PALPATINE | |
(continued) | |
This grievous blow is especially | |
personal to me. Before I became | |
Chancellor, I served Amidala when | |
she was Queen. She was a great | |
leader who fought for justice, not | |
only in this honourable assembly, | |
but also on her home planet. She | |
was so loved she could have been | |
elected queen for life. She | |
believed in public service, and | |
she fervently believed in | |
democracy. Her death is a great | |
loss to us all. We will all mourn | |
her as a relentless champion of | |
freedom... and as a dear friend. | |
There is a moment of silence. ASK AAK, the SENATOR of MALASTARE, moves his pod into the centre of the arena. | |
SENATOR ASK AAK | |
How many more Senators will die | |
before this civil strife ends! We | |
must confront these rebels now, | |
and they need an army to do it. | |
A second pod moves into the centre of the area with DARSANA, the | |
AMBASSADOR OF GLEE ANSELM. | |
AMBASSADOR DARSANA | |
Why weren't the Jedi able to stop | |
this assassination? We are no | |
longer safe, under their protection. | |
Senator ORN FREE TAA swings forward in his pod. | |
ORN FREE TAA | |
The Republic needs more security | |
now! Before it comes to war. | |
PALPATINE | |
Must I remind the Senator from | |
Malastare that negotiations are | |
continuing with the separatists. | |
Peace is our objective here... not | |
war. | |
The SENATORS yell pro and con. MAS AMEDDA tries to calm things down. SENATOR PADME AMIDALA, with CAPTAIN TYPHO, JAR JAR, and DORME, manoeuvre her pod into the centre of the vast arena. | |
AMIDALA | |
My noble colleagues, I concur with | |
the Supreme Chancellor. At all | |
costs, we do not want war! | |
The Senate goes quiet, then there is an outburst of cheering and | |
applause. | |
PALPATINE | |
It is with great surprise and | |
joy the chair recognises the | |
Senator from Naboo, Padm Amidala. | |
PADM | |
Less than an hour ago, an | |
assassination attempt was made | |
against my life. One of my | |
bodyguards and six others were | |
ruthlessly and senselessly | |
murdered. I was the target but, | |
more importantly, I believe this | |
security measure before you, was | |
the target. I have led the | |
opposition to build an army... but | |
there is someone in this body who | |
will stop at nothing to assure it's | |
passage... | |
Many of the SENATORS boo and yell at SENATOR AMIDALA. | |
PADM | |
(continuing) | |
I warn you, if you vote to create | |
this army, war will follow. I | |
have experienced the misery of war | |
first-hand; I do not wish to do it | |
again. | |
There is sporadic yelling for and against her statements. | |
PADM | |
Wake up, Senators... you must wake | |
up! If you offer the separatists | |
violence, they can only show us | |
violence in return! Many will | |
lose their lives. All will lose | |
their freedom. This decision | |
could very well destroy the very | |
foundation of our great Republic. | |
I pray you do not let fear push | |
you into a disastrous decision. | |
Vote down this security measure, | |
which is nothing less than a | |
declaration of war! Does anyone | |
here want that? I cannot believe | |
they do. | |
There is an undercurrent of booing... and groaning. SENATOR ORN FREE TAA moves his pod next to AMIDALA. | |
ORN FREE TAA | |
My motion to defer the vote must | |
be dealt with first. That is the | |
rule of law. | |
AMIDALA looks angry and frustrated. PALPATINE gives her a sympathetic look. | |
PALPATINE | |
Due to the lateness of the hour | |
and the seriousness of this | |
motion, we will take up these | |
matters tomorrow. Until then, the | |
Senate stands adjourned. | |
EXT. EXECUTIVE QUARTERS BUILDING - DAY | |
The giant towers of the Republic Executive Building seem to reach the heavens. Traffic clogs the smoggy sky. | |
INT. CHANCELLOR'S OFFICE - DAY | |
CHANCELLOR PALPATINE sits behind his desk with TWO RED-CLAD ROYAL GUARDS on either side of the door. YODA, PLOT KOON, KI-AD-MUNDI, and MACE WINDU sit acress from him. | |
PALPATINE | |
I don't know how much longer I can | |
hold off the vote, my friends. | |
More and more star systems are | |
joining the separatists. | |
MACE WINDU | |
If they do break away - | |
PALPATINE | |
No! I will not let that happen! | |
MACE WINDU | |
But if they do, you must realise | |
there aren't enough Jedi to | |
protect the Republic. We are | |
keepers of the peace, not soldiers. | |
PALPATINE | |
Master Yoda, do you think it will | |
really come to war? | |
YODA closes his eyes. | |
YODA | |
Worse than war, I fear... Much | |
worse. | |
PALPATINE | |
What? | |
MACE WINDU | |
What do you sense, Master? | |
YODA | |
Impossible to see ... The Dark Side | |
clouds everything. But this I am | |
sure of - | |
(opens his eyes) | |
Do their duty the Jedi will. | |
A muted BUZZER SOUNDS. A hologram of an AIDE, DAR WAC, appears on the Chancellor's desk. | |
DAR WAC | |
The loyalist committee has arrived, | |
my Lord. | |
PALPATINE | |
Send them in. | |
They all stand as SENATOR AMIDALA, CAPTAIN TYPHO, JAR JAR, MAS AMEDDA, DORME, and SENATORS BAIL ORGANA, HOROX RYYDER and ORN FREE TAA enter the office. YODA and MACE WINDU move to greet the SENATOR, YODA taps AMIDALA with his cane. | |
YODA | |
With you the force is strong... | |
young Senator. To see you alive | |
brings warm feeling to my heart. | |
PADM | |
Thank you, Master Yoda. Do you | |
have any idea who was behind | |
the attack? | |
MACE WINDU | |
Our intelligence points to | |
disgruntled spice miners, on | |
the moons of Naboo. | |
PADM | |
I don't wish to disagree but I | |
think that Count Dooku was behind | |
it. | |
There is a stir of surprise. | |
MACE WINDU | |
You know, M'Lady, Count Dooku | |
was once a Jedi. He wouldn't | |
assassinate anyone, it is not in | |
his character. | |
KI-ADI-MUNDI | |
He is a political idealist, not | |
a murderer. | |
YODA | |
In dark times nothing is what it | |
appears to be, but the fact remains | |
Senator, in grave danger you are. | |
PALPATINE gets up, walks to the window, and looks out at the vast city. | |
PALPATINE | |
Count Dooku has always avoided | |
any kind of conflict. It appears | |
he has no desire to start a war. | |
Why would he kill you? To what end? | |
PADM | |
I don't know, but everything in my | |
being tells me he was behind it... | |
After gazing out of the window for several moments Palpatine turns to | |
Mace. | |
PALPATINE | |
Master Jedi, may I suggest that | |
the Senator be placed under the | |
protection of your graces. | |
BAIL ORGANA | |
Do you think that is a wise use | |
of manpower during these stressful | |
times? | |
PADM | |
Chancellor, if I may comment, I | |
do not believe the... | |
PALPATINE | |
..."situation is that serious." | |
No, but I do, Senator. | |
PADM | |
Chancellor, please! I don't want | |
any more guards! | |
PALPATINE | |
I realise all too well that | |
additional security might be | |
disruptive for you, but perhaps | |
someone you are familiar with... an | |
old friend like... Master Kenobi... | |
PALPATINE nods to MACE WINDU, who nods back. | |
MACE WINDU | |
That's possible. He has just | |
returned from a Border dispute on | |
Ansion. | |
PALPATINE | |
You must remember him, M'Lady... | |
he watched over you during the | |
blockade conflict. | |
PADM | |
This is not necessary, Chancellor. | |
PALPATINE | |
Do it for me, M'Lady, please. I | |
will rest easier. We had a big | |
scare today. The thought of | |
losing you is unbearable. | |
AMIDALA sighs as the JEDI get up to leave. | |
MACE WINDU | |
I will have Obi-Wan report to you | |
immediately, M'Lady. | |
YODA leans into her ear. | |
YODA | |
Too little about yourself you | |
worry, Senator, and too much about | |
politics. Be mindful of your | |
danger, Padm . Accept our help. | |
As the JEDI leave the office, PALPATINE continues to pace behind his desk. | |
PALPATINE | |
I will not like this Republiv, that | |
has stood for over a thousand | |
years, be split in two | |
EXT. SENATE APARTMENTS - TWILIGHT | |
A graceful skyscraper twinkles in the evening light of Coruscant. | |
INT. SENATE BUILDING, APARTMENT CORRIDOR - EVENING | |
The door to the apartment slides open. JAR JAR walks into the corridor, where TWO JEDI are exiting the elevator. He recognises OBI-WAN and becomes extremely excited, jumping around, shaking his hand. | |
JAR JAR | |
Obi! Obi! Obi! Mesa sooo smilen | |
to see'en yousa. Wahoooooo! | |
OBI-WAN smiles. | |
OBI-WAN | |
It's Good to see you, too, Jar Jar. | |
JAR JAR | |
Oops! Wheresa mesa manners? | |
Excuse me, Master Obi-Wan. I | |
completely forgot myself for | |
a moment there. I have had to learn | |
Diplodiaclect... speak it like a | |
native now. Don't really see the | |
point, actually, but members of | |
the Senate seem to prefer it... | |
JAR JAR notices OBI-WAN'S APPRENTICE. | |
JAR JAR | |
(continuing) | |
...and this, I take it, is your | |
apprentice... Nooooooooo! Annie? | |
Noooooooo! Little Bitty Annie? | |
(Looks at Anakin) | |
Nooooooo! Yousa so biggen! | |
Yiyiyiyyi! Annie!! Mesa no | |
believen. | |
ANAKIN | |
Hi, Jar Jar. | |
JAR JAR grabs hold of ANAKIN and envelops him in a big hug. | |
JAR JAR | |
Annie! Annie! Yiyiyiyiyiyiiii! | |
INT. SENATE BUILDING, APARTMENT - EVENING | |
PADME is in a conference with CAPTAIN TYPHO and DORME. JAR JAR enters the room, followed by the TWO JEDI. | |
JAR JAR | |
Lookie... lookie... Oops!... Oh, | |
dear, I'm afraid I've forgotten | |
myself again. | |
PADME and TYPHO rise as OBI-WAN and ANAKIN stop before the SENATOR. OBI-WAN steps forward. ANAKIN stares at PADME. She glances at him. | |
OBI-WAN | |
It's a great pleasure to see you again, | |
M'Lady. | |
PADM | |
It has been far too long Master | |
Kenobi. I'm so glad our paths | |
have crossed again... but I must | |
warn you that I think your | |
presence here is unnecessary. | |
OBI-WAN | |
I'm sure the Jedi Council have | |
their reasons. | |
She moves in front of ANAKIN | |
PADM | |
Annie?? | |
(stares) | |
My goodness you've grown. | |
They look at each other for a long moment. | |
ANAKIN | |
(trying to be smooth) | |
So have you... grown more | |
beautiful, I mean... and much | |
shorter... for a Senator, I mean. | |
OBI-WAN looks disapprovingly at his apprentice. PADME laughs and shakes her head. | |
PADM | |
Oh Annie, you'll always be that | |
little boy I knew on Tatooine. | |
This embarrasses ANAKIN, and he looks down. OBI-WAN and CAPTAIN TYPHO smile. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Our presence will be invisible, | |
M'Lady. | |
CAPTAIN TYPHO | |
I am very grateful you are here, | |
Master Kenobi. The situation is | |
more dangerous than the Senator | |
will admit. | |
PADM | |
I don't need more security, I need | |
answers. I want to know who is | |
trying to kill me. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(frowning) | |
We're here to protect you | |
Senator, not to start an | |
investigation. | |
ANAKIN | |
We will find out who is trying to | |
kill you Padm , I promise you. | |
He's done it again. He bites his lip in frustration and shame. OBI-WAN gives ANAKIN a dirty look. | |
OBI-WAN | |
We are not going to exceed our | |
mandate, my young Padawan learner. | |
ANAKIN | |
I meant in the interest of | |
protecting her, Master, of course. | |
OBI-WAN | |
We are not going through this | |
exercise again, Anakin. You will | |
pay attention to my lead. | |
ANAKIN | |
Why? | |
OBI-WAN | |
What??!! | |
ANAKIN | |
Why else do you think we were | |
assigned to her, if not to find | |
the killer? Protection is a job | |
for local security... not Jedi. | |
It's overkill, Master. | |
Investigation is implied in our | |
mandate. | |
OBI-WAN | |
We will do as the Council has | |
instructed, and you will learn | |
your place, young one. | |
PADM | |
Perhaps with merely your presence, | |
the mysteries surrounding this | |
threat will be revealed. Now if | |
you will excuse me I will retire. | |
Everyone gives AMIDALA a slight bow as she and DORME leave the room. | |
CAPTAIN TYPHO | |
Well, I know I feel a lot better | |
having you here. | |
I'll have an officer on every | |
floor and I'll be at the command | |
centre downstairs. | |
JAR JAR | |
Mesa busten wit happiness seein | |
Yousa again, Annie. Deesa bad | |
times, bombad times. | |
Captain Typho leaves. | |
ANAKIN | |
She didn't even recognise me, Jar | |
Jar. I thought about her every | |
day since we parted... and she's | |
forgotten me completely. | |
JAR JAR | |
Shesa happy. Happier den mesa | |
see-en her in longo time. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Anakin, you're focusing on the | |
Negative again. Be mindful of your | |
thoughts. She was glad to see us. | |
Now lets check the security here. | |
ANAKIN | |
Yes, my master. | |
EXT. JEDI TEMPLE - EVENING | |
The vast Jedi Temple sits on an endless flat plain, silhouetted by a against the traffic-filled sky. | |
INT. JEDI TEMPLE, CORRIDOR - EVENING | |
MACE WINDU and YODA walk down the long hallways, silhouetted by a lit room at the end. | |
MACE WINDU | |
Why couldn't we see this attack on | |
the Senator? | |
YODA | |
Masking the future, is this | |
disturbance in the Force. | |
MACE WINDU | |
The propecy is coming true, the | |
Dark Side is growing. | |
YODA | |
And only those who have turned to | |
the Dark Side can sense the | |
possibilities of the future. Only | |
going through the Dark Side can we | |
see. | |
MACE WINDU | |
It's been ten years, and the Sith | |
still have no shown themselves. | |
Do you think they are behind this? | |
YODA | |
...Out there, they are. A | |
certainty that is. | |
MACE WINDU | |
Do you think Obi-Wan's apprentice | |
will be able to bring balance to | |
the Force? | |
YODA | |
Only if he chooses to follow his | |
destiny. | |
There is a long silence as they walk away. Only footsteps are heard. | |
INT. SENATE BUILDING, AMIDALA'S APARTMENT, BEDROOM - NIGHT | |
PADME is asleep in her bed, lit only by the light of the city outside her window coming through the blinds. ARTOO stands in the corner of the bedroom. His power is off. | |
INT. SENATE BUILDING, AMIDALA'S APARTMENT, MAIN R0OM - NIGHT | |
ANAKIN is standing in the living room. He is in a meditative state. It is quiet. We hear DISTANT FOOTSTEPS in the corridor outside the apartment. Suddenly ANAKIN'S eyes pop open. His eyes dart around the room. He reaches for his lightsaber, then smiles and puts it back in his belt. | |
The door to the apartment slides open, and OBI-WAN enters. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Captain Typho has more than enough | |
men downstairs. No assassin will | |
try that way. Any activity up | |
here? | |
ANAKIN | |
Quiet as a tomb. I don't like | |
just waiting here for something to | |
happen to her. | |
OBI-WAN checks a palm-sized view scanner he has pulled out of his utility belt. It shows a shot of ARTOO by the door, but no sign of PADME on the bed. | |
OBI-WAN | |
What's going on? | |
ANAKIN shrugs. | |
ANAKIN | |
She covered that camera. I don't | |
think she liked me watching her. | |
OBI-WAN | |
What is she thinking? | |
ANAKIN | |
She programmed Artoo to warn us if | |
there's an intruder. | |
OBI-WAN | |
It's not an intruder I'm worried | |
about. There are many other ways | |
to kill a Senator. | |
ANAKIN | |
I know, but we also want to catch | |
this assassin. Don't we, Master? | |
OBI-WAN | |
You're using her as bait?? | |
ANAKIN | |
It was her idea... No harm will | |
come to her. I can sense | |
everything going on in that room. | |
Trust me. | |
OBI-WAN | |
It's too risky... and your senses | |
aren't that attuned, young | |
apprentice. | |
ANAKIN | |
And yours are? | |
OBI-WAN | |
Possibly. | |
INT. SENATE BUILDING, AMIDALA'S APARTMENT, BEDROOM - NIGHT | |
As PADME sleeps, a PROBE DROID approaches outside her window. It sends out several small arms that attach to the window, creating sparks that shut down the security system. Then a large arm cuts a small hole in the glass. A FAINT SOUND is heard as the small section of glass is removed from the window. | |
ARTOO wakes up, and his lights go on. The PROBE DROID freezes. ARTOO looks around, makes a PLAINTIVE LITTLE SOUND, then shuts down again. The PROBE DROID attaches a little tube to the window. TWO DEADLY LOOKING CENTIPEDE-LIKE KOUHUNS exit the tube, crawl through the blinds and head toward the sleeping PADME. | |
INT. SENATE BUILDING, AMIDALA'S APARTMENT, MAIN ROOM - NIGHT | |
ANAKIN and OBI-WAN continue their conversation in the main room of the apartment. | |
OBI-WAN | |
You look tired. | |
ANAKIN | |
I don't sleep well, anymore. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Because of your mother? | |
ANAKIN | |
I don't know why I keep dreaming | |
About her now. I haven't seen her | |
since I was little. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Dreams pass in time. | |
ANAKIN | |
I'd rather dream of Padm . Just | |
Being around her again is... | |
intoxicating. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Mind your thoughts, Anakin, they | |
betray you. You've made a | |
commitment to the Jedi order... a | |
commitment not easily broken... | |
and don't forget she's a | |
politician. They're not to be | |
trusted. | |
ANAKIN | |
She's not like the others in the | |
Senate, Master. | |
OBI-WAN | |
It's been my experience that | |
Senators are only focused on | |
pleasing those who fund their | |
campaigns... and they are more | |
than willing to forget the | |
niceties of democracy to get those | |
funds. | |
ANAKIN | |
Not another lecture, Master. Not | |
on the economics of politics.... | |
It's too early in the morning... and | |
besides, you're generalising. The | |
Chancellor doesn't appear to | |
be corrupt. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Palpatine's a politician, I've | |
observed that he is very clever at | |
following the passions and | |
prejudices of the Senators. | |
ANAKIN | |
I think he is a good man. My | |
instincts are very positive | |
about... | |
ANAKIN looks stunned. He looks sharply at OBI-WAN | |
OBI-WAN | |
I sense it, too. | |
INT. SENATE BUILDING, AMIDALA'S APARTMENT, BEDROOM - NIGHT | |
ARTOO sounds an alarm and shines a light on the bed. THE KOUHUNS are inches from PADME'S face. Their mouths are open, and wicked stinger tongues flick out. | |
OBI-WAN and ANAKIN burst into the room. The KOUHUNS stand on their hind legs and hiss as PADME wakes up. ANAKIN throws himself in front of her, whacking in half the deadly creatures with his lightsaber. | |
OBI-WAN sees the DROID outside the window and raqces straight at it, crashing through the blinds as he goes through the window. | |
EXT. WINDOW LEDGE, APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT | |
OBI-WAN flies through the glass window and flings himself at the PROBE DROID, grabbing onto the deadly machine before it can flee. The PROBE DROID sinks under the weight of OBI-WAN but manages to stay afloat and fly away, with the Jedi hanging on for dear life, a hundred stories above the city. | |
INT. SENATE BUILDING, AMIDALA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT | |
ANAKIN and PADME stare at the sight of OBI-WAN being carried off by the DROID. ANAKIN turns to her. She pulls her nightdress around her shoulders. | |
ANAKIN | |
Stay here! | |
CAPTAIN TYPHO, with TWO GUARDS and DORME, enter the room as Anakin dashes out. | |
EXT. CITYSCAPE, CORUSCANT - NIGHT | |
The PROBE DROID sends several protective electrical shocks across its surface, causing OBI-WAN to almost lose his grip. As they dart in and out of the speeder traffic, OBI-WAN disconnects a wire on the back of the DROID. Its power shuts off! OBI-WAN and the DROID drop like rocks. OBI-WAN realises the error of his ways and quickly puts the wire back. The DROID'S systems light up again and it takes off. | |
EXT. SENATE APARTMENTS - ENTRANCE - NIGHT | |
ANAKIN charges out of the building and runs to a line of parked speeders. He vaults into an open one and takes off, gunning it fast toward the lines of speeder traffic high above. | |
EXT. CITYSCAPE, CORUSCANT - NIGHT | |
The DROID bumps against a wall, hoping to knock the Jedi loose. It moves behind a speeder afterburner to scorch him. It takesthe JEDI wildly between buildings and finally skims across a rooftop as OBI-WAN is forced to lift his legs, tenaciously hanging onto the DROID. The DROID heads for a dirty, beat-up speeder hidden in an alcove of a building about twenty stories up. When the pilot of the speeder, a scruffy bounty hunter called ZAM WESELL, sees the DROID approach with OBI-WAN hanging on, she pulls a long rifle out of the speeder and starts to fire at the JEDI. EXPLOSIONS burst all around OBI-WAN. | |
OBI-WAN | |
I have a bad feeling about this. | |
FINALLY, the DROID suffers a direct hit and blows up. OBI-WAN falls fifty stories, until a speeder drops down next to him, and he manages to grab onto the back end of the speeder and haul himself toward the cockpit. The JEDI struggles to climb into the passenger seat of the open speeder and sit down next to the driver, ANAKIN. | |
ANAKIN | |
That was wacky! I almost lost you | |
in the traffic. | |
OBI-WAN | |
What took you so long? | |
ANAKIN | |
Oh, you know, Master, I couldn't | |
find a speeder I really liked, | |
with an open cockpit... and with | |
the right speed capabilities... | |
and then you know I had to get a | |
really gonzo color... | |
They zoom upward in hot pursuit of ZAM asshe fires out the open window at them with her laser pistol. | |
OBI-WAN | |
If you'd spend as much time | |
working on your saber skills as | |
you do on your wit, young Padawan, | |
you would rival Master Yoda as a | |
swordsman. | |
ANAKIN | |
I thought I already did. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Only in your mind, my very young | |
apprentice. Careful!! Hey, easy!! | |
As this conversation is going on, ANAKIN deftly moves in and out of the oncoming traffic, across lanes, between buildings, and miraculously through a construction site. ZAM WESELL continues firing at them. | |
ANAKIN | |
Sorry, I forgot you don't like | |
flying, Master. | |
OBI-WAN | |
I don't mind flying... but | |
what you're doing is suicide! | |
They barely miss a commuter train | |
ANAKIN | |
Master, you know I've been flying | |
since before I could walk. I'm very | |
good at this. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Just slow down! | |
ZAM WESSEL and the JEDI race through a line of cross-traffic made up of giant trucks. The speeders bank sideways as they slide around right-angle turns between buildings. ZAM races into a tram tunnel. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(continuing) | |
Wait! Don't go in there! | |
ANAKIN zooms into the tunnel after ZAM. They see a tram coming at them. They brake, turn around, and race out, barely ahead of the charging commuter transport. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(continuing) | |
You know I don't like it when you | |
do that! | |
ANAKIN | |
Sorry, Master. Don't worry, this | |
guy's gonna kill himself any | |
minute now! | |
ZAM WESSEL turns into oncoming traffic, deliberately trying to throw the JEDI off. Oncoming speeders swerve, trying to avoid ZAM and the JEDI. ZAM does a quick, tight loop-over and ends up behind the JEDI. She is now in a much better position to fire at them with her laser pistol. To avoid being hit by the laser bolts, ANAKIN slams on the brakes and moves alongside ZAM. She now fires point-blank at OBI-WAN. | |
OBI-WAN | |
What are you doing? He's gonna | |
blast me! | |
ANAKIN | |
Right - this isn't working. | |
ANAKIN slides underneath Zam's speeder. They race along in traffic, one speeder right on top of the other. The BOUNTY HUNTER skims over the rooftops, causing ANAKIN to drop behind. ANAKIN goes through his gears, zooming around traffic. They race at high speed across a wide, flat surface of the city planet. A large spacecraft almost collides with them as it attempts to land. They round a corner and clip a flag, which gets caught on one of the front air scoops. | |
OBI-WAN | |
That was too close! | |
ANAKIN | |
Clear that! | |
OBI-WAN | |
What?? | |
ANAKIN | |
Clear the flag! We're losing | |
power! Hurry! | |
OBI-WAN leans out of the speeder, then crawls out onto the front engine, pulling the flag free of the scoop. The speeder lurches forward with a surge of power. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Whooooaaa! Don't do that! I | |
don't like it when you do that! | |
ANAKIN | |
So sorry, Master. | |
They chase the BOUNTY HUNTER through a power refinery. | |
OBI-WAN | |
It's dangerous near those power | |
couplings! Slow down! Don't go | |
through there! | |
Huge electrical bolts shoot between the buildings as the speeders pass. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(continuing) | |
Yiiii, what are you doing? | |
ANAKIN | |
Sorry, Master! | |
OBI-WAN | |
(sarcastically) | |
Oh, that was good... | |
ANAKIN | |
That was crazy!!! | |
ZAM slides around a corner sideways, blocking an alley, firing point-blank as ANAKIN approaches. | |
ANAKIN | |
(continuing) | |
Ahh, damn. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Stop!! | |
ANAKIN | |
No, we can make it. | |
ANAKIN barely misses the BOUNTY HUNTER'S speeder as he dives under it, and through a small gap in the building hitting several pipes and going wildly out of control. ANAKIN struggles to regain control of the speeder, narrowly missing a crane, barely clipping a pair of giant struts. A giant gasball shoots up, causing ANAKIN to spin and bump a building, stalling the speeder. | |
OBI-WAN | |
I'm crazy... I'm crazy... I'm | |
crazy. | |
ANAKIN | |
But it worked... we made it. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(angrily) | |
It didn't work... we've stalled! | |
And you almost got us killed! | |
ANAKIN | |
I think we're still alive. | |
ANAKIN works to get the speeder started. It quickly races to life. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(very angrily) | |
It was stupid! | |
ANAKIN | |
(sheepishly) | |
I could have made it... | |
OBI-WAN | |
(furious) | |
But you didn't!!! And now we've | |
lost him. | |
Suddenly, there is an ambush. Laser bolts fire everywhere. EXPLOSIONS surround them. They look up to see ZAM WESSEL take off. | |
ANAKIN | |
No we didn t... | |
Out of a cloud of smoke and ball of flames the JEDI tear after ZAM. They are smoking. OBI-WAN slaps out the small fire on the dashboard. ZAM goes up and down, through cross-traffic. There is a near miss as a speeder almost hits them. ZAM turns down and left between two buildings. ANAKIN pulls up and to the right | |
OBI-WAN | |
Where are you going?! He went | |
down there, the other way. | |
ANAKIN | |
This is a shortcut... I think. | |
OBI-WAN | |
What do you mean, You think? | |
What kind of shortcut?! He went | |
completely the other way! You ve | |
lost him! | |
ANAKIN | |
Master, if we keep this chase | |
going, that creep s gonna end up | |
deep fried. Personally, I d very | |
much like to find out who in the | |
hell he is and who he s working | |
for... | |
OBI-WAN | |
(sarcastic) | |
Oh, so that s why we re going in | |
the wrong direction. | |
ANAKIN turns up a side street, zooming up several small passageways, then stops, hovering about fifty stories up. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(continuing) | |
Well, you lost him. | |
ANAKIN | |
I m deeply sorry, Master. | |
ANAKIN looks around front and back. He spots something. He seems to | |
start counting to himself as he watches something below approach. | |
ANAKIN | |
(continuing) | |
Excuse me for a moment. | |
ANAKIN jumps out of the speeder. OBI-WAN looks down and sees Zam s speeder about five stories below them cruising past. ANAKIN miraculously lands on top of the Bounty Hunter s speeder. The speeder wobbles under the impact. ZAM looks up and realises what has happened. | |
ZAM takes off, and ANAKIN slides to the back strut and almost slips off, but manages to hang on. ANAKIN works his way back to the speeder s cockpit, just as ZAM stops suddenly, and ANAKIN flies forward to the left front fork. ZAM shoots at him with a laser pistol. There is a BLAST near ANAKIN'S hand, which breaks off a piece of the speeder. ANAKIN slides to the right fork of the speeder, where ZAM can t reach him. He scrambles to the top, holding onto an air scoop. | |
OBI-WAN has jumped into the driver s seat of his speeder and is deftly gaining on the rogue speeder. The two speeders dive through oncoming traffic and then through cross traffic. Finally, ANAKIN is able to get hold of his lightsaber and starts to cut his way through the roof of the speeder. ZAM takes out her laser pistol and starts firing at the helpless JEDI, knocking the sword out of his hand. OBI-WAN races under the speeder and catches the Jedi weapon in the passenger s seat. | |
ANAKIN sticks his hand into the cockpit and, using the Force, pulls the gun out of ZAM S hand. She grabs the Jedi s hand, and they struggle for the weapon. It goes off, blowing a hole in the floor of the speeder. The speeder careens wildly out of control. ZAM struggles to pull the speeder out of it s nose dive. OBI-WAN gets slowed down by traffic and loses sight of the Bounty Hunter s speeder. | |
Just as the dragster is about to nose dive into the ground, ZAM pulls it out, and it slides hard on the pavement in a shower of sparks. ANAKIN goes flying into the street. | |
EXT. ENTERTAINMENT STREET - NIGHT | |
ZAM exits the crashed speeder and runs. ANAKIN picks himself up off the pavement and runs down the very crowded street. | |
It's the seedy underbelly of the city. Broken sidewalks, garish lights reflected on the filthy puddles. It's pretty crowded with various ALIEN LOW-LIFES, PANHANDLING DROIDS, and the occasional group of UPPERCLASS SLUMMERS. | |
ANAKIN barges into several of them as he chases after the fleeing ZAM. He loses the Bounty Hunter in the crowd, them sees him again. The young Jedi is having a very difficult time getting through the crowd. | |
Ahead, ZAM turns in through a door and disappears. | |
A nightclub sighs is flashing over the door. ANAKIN is just about to follow ZAM when there is a sudden swirl of litter from downthrusters. PEOPLE start moving out of the way, and the open speeder lands in the street beside him. OBI-WAN gets out and walks over, holding out ANAKIN'S lightsaber. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Anakin! | |
ANAKIN | |
She went into that club, Master. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Patience. | |
OBI-WAN hands ANAKIN the lightsaber. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(continuing) | |
Here. Next time try not to lose it. | |
ANAKIN | |
Sorry, Master. | |
ANAKIN reaches for the lightsaber, but OBI-WAN holds it back. | |
OBI-WAN | |
A Jedi's saber is his most | |
precious possession. | |
ANAKIN | |
Yes, Master. | |
He reaches for the lightsaber, OBI-WAN pulls it back. | |
OBI-WAN | |
He must keep it with him at all | |
times. | |
ANAKIN | |
I know, Master. | |
OBI-WAN | |
This weapon is your life! | |
ANAKIN | |
I've heard this lesson before... | |
OBI-WAN finally holds out the lightsaber and ANAKIN grabs it. | |
OBI-WAN | |
But, you haven't learned anything, | |
Anakin. | |
ANAKIN | |
I try, Master. | |
INT. NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT | |
OBI-WAN and ANAKIN enter the nightclub bar, and everyone stares at them | |
OBI-WAN | |
Why do I think you are going to be | |
the death of me?! | |
ANAKIN | |
Don't say that Master... You're | |
the closest thing I have to a | |
father... I love you. I don't want | |
to cause you pain. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Then why don't you listen to me?! | |
ANAKIN | |
I will. I'll do better, I promise. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Do you see him him? | |
ANAKIN | |
I think he's a she... | |
OBI-WAN | |
Then be extra careful... | |
(nods to a room) | |
Check it out. | |
OBI-WAN goes away. | |
ANAKIN | |
Where are you going, Master? | |
OBI-WAN | |
To get a drink. | |
OBI-WAN heads for the bar. ANAKIN blinks in surprise, then moves into the room, where ALIEN FACES look back at him with hostility, suspicion, and invitation as he moves among the tables. OBI-WAN arrives at the bar. He signals the BARMAN. | |
CLOSE - Somewhere in the room a HAND moves to a pistol in its holster and unsnaps the safety catch. At the bar, a glass is placed in from of OBI-WAN. A drink is poured. He lifts the glass. | |
ELAN SLEAZEBAGGANO | |
Wanna buy some death sticks? | |
OBI-WAN looks at him. He moves his fingers slightly. | |
OBI-WAN | |
You don't want to sell me death- | |
sticks. | |
ELAN | |
I don't want to sell you death- | |
sticks. | |
OBI-WAN moves his fingers. | |
OBI-WAN | |
You want to go home and rethink | |
your life. | |
ELAN | |
I want to go home and rethink my | |
life. | |
He leaves. OBI-WAN lifts the drink and tosses it back. | |
CLOSE. The gun is drawn from its holster and held down out of sight. The BOUNTY HUNTER starts to move toward the bar. | |
ANAKIN checks out ALIEN FACES. OBI-WAN signals for another drink. The gun moves toward his unsuspecting back. | |
The drink is poured. OBI-WAN reaches for it. The gun is raised to aim directly at his back, and suddenly OBI-WAN turns fast. His lightsaber flashes. There is a shrill SCREAM and ZAM'S ARM hits the floor. The gun drops from its twitching fingers. Blood spreads. | |
The room is silent. ALIENS rise menacingly from their seats, and ANAKIN is suddenly at OBI-WAN's side, his lightsaber glowing. | |
ANAKIN | |
Easy... Official business. Go | |
back to your drinks. | |
Slowly, the ALIENS sit. Conversation resumes. Onstage, THE PERFORMERS pick up their routine. OBI-WAN and ANAKIN lift ZAM and carry her out. | |
EXT. ALLEY OUTSIDE NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT | |
OBI-WAN and ANAKIN carry ZAM into the alley and lower her to the ground. OBI-WAN attends to her wounded shoulder. She stares up hatefully at ANAKIN. She winces in pain, then nods. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Do you know who it was you were | |
trying to kill? | |
ZAM WESSEL | |
The Senator from Naboo. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Who hired you? | |
ZAM glares at OBI-WAN. | |
ZAM WESSEL | |
It was just a job. | |
ANAKIN | |
Tell us! | |
ZAM WESSEL | |
That Senator's gonna die soon | |
anyway, and the next one won't | |
make the same mistake I did... | |
OBI-WAN | |
This wound's going to need | |
treatment. | |
ANAKIN | |
Who hired you? Tell us... tell us | |
now! | |
ZAM glares hatefully. | |
ZAM | |
It was a Bounty Hunter called... | |
There is a sudden FTZZZ sound. ZAM twitches. She blinks in surprise and dies. | |
There is a WEOOSH from above. OBI-WAN and ANAKIN look up yo see an ARMOURED ROCKET-MAN taking off from a roof high above. OBI-WAN looks down at ZAM. He touches her neck and pulls out a small, wicked-looking dart. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Toxic Dart... | |
INT. SENATE BUILDING, AMIDALA'S APARTMENT - DAY | |
ANAKIN and JAR JAR stand near the door of the anteroom to PADME'S | |
bedroom. PADME and DORME move about packing luggage. | |
PADM | |
Representative Binks. I know I can | |
count on you. | |
JAR JAR | |
Yousa betchen mesa bottums. | |
PADM | |
What?! | |
JAR JAR | |
(coughs, recovers) | |
Oh, pardone-ay, Senator. I mean, | |
I am honoured to accept this heavy | |
burden. I take on this | |
responsibility with deep humility | |
tinged with an overwhelming pride. | |
(pompously) | |
It is not every day that I am | |
called upon to... | |
PADME kisses him on the cheek and gives him a hug. JAR JAR turns red. | |
PADM | |
You're a good friend, Jar Jar. I | |
don't wish to hold you up. I'm | |
sure you have a great deal to do. | |
JAR JAR | |
Of course, M'lady. | |
JAR JAR bows and goes out. As he passes ANAKIN, he flashes a dazzling smile... PADME is in a very bad mood. | |
PADM | |
I do not like this idea of hiding. | |
ANAKIN | |
Don't worry. Now that the Council | |
has ordered an investigation, it | |
won't take Master Obi-Wan long to | |
find that bounty hunter. | |
PADM | |
(frustrated) | |
I haven't worked for a year to | |
defeat the "Military Creation Act" | |
not to be here when its fate is | |
decided. | |
ANAKIN | |
Sometimes we have to let go of our | |
pride and do what is requested of | |
us. | |
PADM | |
Pride?!? Annie, you're young, and | |
you don't have a very firm grip on | |
politics. I suggest you reserve | |
your opinions for some other time. | |
ANAKIN | |
Sorry, M'lady. I was only trying | |
to... | |
PADM | |
Annie! No! | |
ANAKIN | |
Please don't call me that. | |
PADM | |
What? | |
ANAKIN | |
Annie... | |
PADM | |
I've always called you that... it | |
is your name, isn't it? | |
ANAKIN | |
It's Anakin. When you say Annie | |
it's like I'm still a little | |
boy... and I'm not. | |
PADM | |
I'm sorry, Anakin. It's impossible | |
to deny you've... | |
(looks him over) | |
...that you've grown up. | |
PADME smiles at ANAKIN. He becomes a little shy. | |
ANAKIN | |
Master Obi-Wan manages not to see | |
it... | |
PADM | |
Mentors have a way of seeing more | |
of our faults than we would like. | |
It's the only way we grow. | |
ANAKIN | |
Don't get me wrong... Obi-Wan is | |
a great mentor. As wise as Master | |
Yoda and as powerful as Master | |
Windu. I am truly thankful to be | |
his apprentice. Only... although | |
I'm a Padawan learner, in some | |
ways... a lot of ways... I'm ahead | |
of him. I'm ready for the trials. | |
I know I am! He knows it too. He | |
believes I'm too unpredictable... | |
Other Jedi my age have gone | |
through the trials and made it... | |
I know I started my training | |
late... but he won't let me move | |
on. | |
PADM | |
That must be frustrating. | |
ANAKIN | |
It's worse... he's overly | |
critical. He never listens! He | |
just doesn't understand! It's not | |
fair! | |
PADME cannot surpress a laugh. She shakes her head. | |
PADM | |
I'm sorry... You sounded exactly | |
like that little boy I once knew, | |
when he didn't get his way. | |
ANAKIN | |
I'm not whining! I'm not. | |
PADME just smiles at him. DORME laughs in the background. | |
PADM | |
I didn't say it to hurt you. | |
ANAKIN | |
I know... | |
There is a brief silence. PADME comes over to ANAKIN. | |
PADME | |
Anakin... | |
They look into each other's eyes for the first time. | |
PADM | |
(continuing) | |
Don't try to grow up too fast. | |
ANAKIN | |
I am grown up. You said it | |
yourself. | |
ANAKIN looks deep into PADME'S eyes. | |
PADM | |
Please don't look at me like that. | |
ANAKIN | |
Why not? | |
PADM | |
Because I can see what you're | |
thinking. | |
ANAKIN | |
(laughing) | |
Ahh... so, you have Jedi powers | |
too? | |
DORME is watching with concern. | |
PADM | |
It makes me feel uncomfortable. | |
ANAKIN | |
Sorry, M'lady. | |
ANAKIN backs away as PADME turns and goes back to her packing. | |
EXT. CORUSCANT, SPACEPORT FREIGHTER DOCKS, TRANSPORT BUS - DAY | |
A small bus speeds toward the massive freighter docks of Coruscant's Industrial area. The spaceport is bustling with activity. Transports of various sizes moves supplies and passengers as giant floating cranes lift cargo out of starships. The bus stops before a huge intergalactic freighter starship. It parks in the shadows of an overhang. | |
INT. CORUSCANT, SPACEPORT FREIGHTER DOCKS, TRANSPORT BUS - DAY | |
ANAKIN and PADME, dressed in Outland peasant outfits, get up and head for the door where CAPTAIN TYPHO, DORME and OBI-WAN are waiting to hand them their luggage. DORME is dressed to look like Senator Amidala. | |
CAPTAIN TYPHO | |
Be safe, m'lady. | |
PADM | |
Thank you, Captain. Take good | |
care of Dorme... the threat's on | |
you two now. | |
DORME | |
He'll be safe with me. | |
They laugh, and PADME embraces her faithful handmaiden. DORME start to weep. | |
PADM | |
You'll be fine. | |
DORME | |
It's not me, M'Lady. I worry | |
about you. What if they realise | |
I'm not you? | |
PADM | |
(looks to Anakin) | |
Then my Jedi protector will have | |
to prove how grown up he is. | |
DORME and PADME smile. ANAKIN frowns as OBI-WAN pulls him aside. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Anakin, you stay put on Naboo. | |
Do not attract any attention. Do | |
absolutely nothing without | |
checking in with me or the Council. | |
ANAKIN | |
Yes, Master. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(to Padme) | |
I will get to the bottom of this | |
plot quickly, M'Lady. You'll be | |
back here in no time. | |
PADM | |
I will be most grateful for your | |
speed, Master Jedi. | |
ANAKIN | |
Time to go. | |
PADM | |
I know. | |
PADME gives DORME a last hug. ANAKIN picks up the luggage, and the TWO PEASANTS exit the speeder bus, where ARTOO is waiting for them. | |
OBI-WAN | |
May the Force be with you. | |
ANAKIN | |
May the Force be with you, Master. | |
They head off toward the giant Starfreighter. | |
PADM | |
Suddenly, I'm afraid... | |
ANAKIN | |
I'm kinda scared too. This is my | |
first assignment on my own. | |
PADM | |
There's nothing to worry about... | |
we have Artoo with us. | |
The two laugh. | |
OBI-WAN and CAPTAIN TYPHO watch ANAKIN and PADME disappear into the | |
vastness of the spaceport with ARTOO trundling along behind them. | |
OBI-WAN | |
I hope he doesn't try anything | |
foolish. | |
CAPTAIN TYPHO | |
I'd be more concerned about her | |
doing something, than him. | |
EXT. FREIGHTER DOCKS - CORUSCANT - DAY | |
The freighter slowly takes off from the huge docks area of Coruscant. It soon moves into the crowded skies. | |
INT. JEDI TEMPLE, MAIN HALLWAY - LATE DAY | |
From high above, light streams down from the lofty ceilings. OBI-WAN crosses the floor of the great hallway, heaading for the Analysis Rooms. | |
INT. JEDI TEMPLE, ANALYSIS CUBICLES - LATE DAY | |
OBI-WAN walks past several glass cubicles where work is going on. He comes to an empty one and sits down in front of a console. A PK-4 ANALYSIS DROID comes to life. A tray slides out of the console. | |
PK-4 | |
Place the subject for analysis on | |
the sensot tray, please. | |
OBI-WAN puts the dart onto the traym which retracts into the console. The DROID activates the system, and a screen lights up in from of OBI-WAN. | |
OBI-WAN | |
It's a toxic dart. I need to know | |
where it came from and who made it. | |
PK-4 | |
One moment, please. | |
Diagrams and .... appear on the screem, scrolling past at great speed. OBI-WAN watches as the screen goes blank. They tray slides out. | |
PK-4 | |
(continuing) | |
As you can see on your screen, | |
subject weapon does not exist in | |
any known culture. Markings | |
cannot be identified. Probablt | |
self-made by a warrior not | |
associated with any known society. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Excuse me? Could you try again | |
please? | |
PK-4 | |
Master Jedi, our records are very | |
thorough. they cover eight | |
percent of the galaxy. If I can't | |
tell you where it came from, | |
nobody can. | |
OBI-WAN picks up the dart and looks at it, then looks to the DROID. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Thanks for your assistance! You | |
may not be able to figure this | |
out, but I think I know someone | |
who might. | |
EXT. SPACE, STARSHIP FREIGHTER | |
The massive, slow-moving Freighter suddenly zooms away into lightspeed. | |
INT. STARFREIGHTER, STORAGE HOLD - DAY | |
The great, gloomy hold is crowded with EMIGRANTS and their belongings. To one side ARTOO is coming to the head of a food line, where SERVERS are ladling out bowls of mush. ARTOO holds two bowls. | |
SERVER | |
Keep moving! Keep moving! | |
ARTOO slips tube into a tub of mush and sucks up a large quantity. With one of his little claw-arms, he grabs several chunks of something that looks like brown bread. A SERVER sees him. | |
FOOD SERVER | |
(continuing) | |
Hey! No Droids! | |
ARTOO takes one last big suck and heads away from the food line. The SERVER shouts after him angrily. The little droid moves past groups of eating or sleeping EMIGRANTS and comes to where ANAKIN is sound asleep. The young Jedi seems to be having a nightmare. He is very restless. | |
ANAKIN | |
No, no, Mom, no... | |
He is sweating. PADME leans over to wipe some of the sweat from his forehead. He wakes up with a start, then realises where he is. PADME simply looks at him. He stares back, somewhat confused. ARTOO fills up two bowls with mush. | |
ANAKIN | |
(continuing) | |
What? | |
PADM | |
You seemed to be having a | |
nightmare. | |
ANAKIN looks at PADME a little more closely, trying to see if he has revealed any of his secrets. She hands him a bowl of mush and bread. | |
PADM | |
(continuing) | |
Are you hungry? | |
ANAKIN | |
Thank you. | |
PADM | |
We went into lightspeed a while | |
ago. | |
ANAKIN looks into PADME'S eyes. | |
ANAKIN | |
I look forward to seeing Naboo | |
again. I've thought about it every | |
day since I left. It's by far the | |
most beautiful place I've ever | |
seen... | |
PADME is a little unnerved by his intense stare. | |
PADM | |
You were just a little boy then. | |
It may not be as you remember it; | |
time changes your perception. | |
ANAKIN | |
I think time has given me much | |
more mature feelings to enhance my | |
perception. | |
PADM | |
It must be difficult having sworn | |
your life to the Jedi... not being | |
able to visit the places you | |
like... or do the things you | |
like... | |
ANAKIN | |
Or be with the people I love. | |
PADM | |
Are you allowed to love? I | |
thought that was forbidden for a | |
Jedi. | |
ANAKIN | |
Attachment is forbidden. | |
Possession is forbidden. | |
Compassion, which I would define | |
as unconditional love, is central | |
to a Jedi's life, so you might say | |
we're encouraged to love. | |
PADM | |
You have changed so much | |
ANAKIN | |
You haven't changed a bit. You're | |
exactly the way I remember you in | |
my dreams. I doubt if Naboo has | |
changed much either. | |
PADM | |
It hasn't... | |
ANAKIN | |
I can't wait to breathe the sweet | |
breeze that comes off the rolling | |
hills. Whenever I try to | |
visualise the Force, those hills | |
are what I see. | |
ANAKIN looks at PADME when he says this. | |
ANAKIN | |
(continuing) | |
I love Naboo. | |
There is an awkward moment. | |
PADM | |
(changing the subject) | |
Were you dreaming about you | |
mother earlier, weren't you? | |
ANAKIN | |
Yes... I left Tatooine so long | |
ago, my memory of her is fading. | |
I don't want to lose it. Recently | |
I've been seeing her in my | |
dreams... vivid dreams... scary | |
dreams. I worry about her. | |
PADME gives ANAKIN a sympathetic look. | |
EXT. CORUSCANT, DOWNTOWN, BACK STREET - MORNING | |
OBI-WAN walks down the street. It is a pretty tough part of town. Old buildings, warehouses, beat up speeders and transporter rigs occasional "shiny freighters" hissing through. | |
OBI-WAN comes to a kind of alien diner. On the steamed-up windowa it says "DEX'S DINER" in alien lettering. He goes inside. | |
INT. CORUSCANT, DEX'S DINER - MORNING | |
A young waitress, HERMIONE BAGWA, is wiping off a booth tabletop. There is a counter with stools and a line of booths along the wall by the window. A number of CUSTOMERS are eating - TOUGH-LOOKING WORKERS, FREIGHTER DRIVERS etc. HERMIONE looks up as OBI-WAN comes in. | |
HERMIONE | |
Can I help ya? | |
OBI-WAN | |
I'm looking for Dexter. | |
HERMIONE'S eyes narrow. | |
HERMIONE BAGWA | |
Waddya want him for? | |
OBI-WAN | |
He's not in trouble. It's | |
personal. | |
HERMIONE stares at OBI-WAN. There is a brief pause. Then she goes to the open serving hatch behind the counter. | |
HERMIONE BAGWA | |
Someone to see ya, honey | |
(lowering her voice) | |
A Jedi, by the looks of him. | |
Steam billows out from the kitchen hatch behind the counter as a huge head pokes through. | |
DEXTER JETTSTER | |
Obi-Wan! | |
OBI-WAN | |
Hey, Dex. | |
DEXTER JETTSTER | |
Take a seat! Be right with ya! | |
OBI-WAN sits in a booth. | |
HERMIONE BAGWA | |
You want a cup of ardees? | |
OBI-WAN | |
Thank you. | |
HERMIONE moves off as the door to the counter opens and DEXTER JETTSTER appears. He is big - bald and sweaty, old and alien. Not someone to tangle with. He arrives, beaming hugely. | |
DEXTER JETTSTER | |
Hey, ol' buddy! | |
OBI-WAN | |
Hey, Dex. | |
DEXTER eases himself into the seat opposite OBI-WAN. He can just make it. HERMIONE sets two mugs of steaming ardees in from of them. | |
DEXTER JETTSTER | |
So, my friend. What can I do for | |
ya? | |
OBI-WAN | |
You can tell me what this is. | |
OBI-WAN places the dart on the table between them. DEX'S eyes widen. He puts down his mug. | |
DEXTER JETTSTER | |
Well, whattaya know... | |
DEXTER picks up the dart delicately between his puffy fingers and peers at it. | |
DEXTER JETTSTER | |
(continuing) | |
I ain't seen one of these since I | |
was prospecting on Subterrel | |
beyond the Outer Rim! | |
OBI-WAN | |
Do you know where it came from? | |
DEXTER grins. He puts the dart down between them. | |
DEXTER JETTSTER | |
This baby belongs to them cloners. | |
What you got here is a Kamino | |
Kyberdart. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Kamino Kyberdart... I wonder why | |
it didn't show up in any analysis | |
archive. | |
DEXTER JETTSTER | |
It's these funny little cuts on | |
the side give it away... | |
Those analysis droids you've got | |
over there only focus on symbols, | |
you know. I should think you Jedi | |
would have more respect for the | |
difference between knowledge and | |
wisdom. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Well, Dex, if droids could think, we | |
wouldn't be here, would we? | |
(laughing) | |
Kamino... doesn't sound familiar. | |
Is it part of the Republic? | |
DEXTER JETTSTER | |
No, it's beyond the Outer Rim. | |
I'd say about twelve parsecs | |
outside the Rishi Maze, toward the | |
south. It should be easy to find, | |
even for those droids in your | |
archive to find. Those Kaminoans | |
keep to themselves. They're | |
cloners. Damned good ones, too. | |
OBI-WAN then picks up the dart, holding it midway between them. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Cloners? Are they friendly? | |
DEXTER JETTSTER | |
It depends. | |
OBI-WAN | |
On what, Dex? | |
Dexter grins. | |
DEXTER JETTSTER | |
On how good your manners are... | |
and how big your pocketbook is... | |
EXT. NABOO SPACEPORT - DAY | |
The Starfreighter lands in the giant port city of Theed. | |
PADME, ANAKIN and ARTOO are among the EMIGRANTS streaming from the Starfreighter and into the vast docking area. They exit onto the main plaza. | |
EXT. NABOO PALACE, GRAND COURTYARD (NABOO) - AFTERNOON | |
The speeder bus pulls up and stops. PADME, ANAKIN, and ARTOO get out. The great courtyard stretches out before them, and they see the rose-colored dome of the palace on the far side. ARTOO WHISTLES. They pick up their gear and start to cross the courtyard. ARTOO trundles behind them. | |
ANAKIN | |
If I grew up here, I don't think | |
I'd ever leave. | |
PADM | |
(laughing) | |
I doubt that. | |
ANAKIN | |
No, really. When I started my | |
training, I was very homesick and | |
very lonely. This city and my Mom | |
were the only pleasant things I | |
had to think about... The problem | |
was, the more I thought about my | |
Mom, the worse I felt. But I | |
would feel better if I thought | |
about the palace - the way it | |
shimmers in the sunlight - the way | |
the air always smells of flowers... | |
PADM | |
...and the soft sound of the | |
distant waterfalls. The first | |
time I saw the Capital, I was very | |
young... I'd never seen a | |
waterfall before. I though they | |
were so beautiful... I never | |
dreamed one day I'd live in the | |
palace. | |
ANAKIN | |
Well, tell me, did you dream of | |
power and politics when you were | |
a little girl? | |
PADM | |
(laughing) | |
No! That was the last thing I | |
thought of. My dream was to help | |
in the "Refugee Relief Movement." | |
I never thought of running for | |
elected office. But the more | |
history I studied, the more I | |
realised how much good politicians | |
could do. So when I was eight, I | |
joined the "Apprentice | |
Legislators", then later on became | |
a Senatorial advisor, with such a | |
passion that, before I knew it, I | |
was elected Queen. Partly because | |
I scored so high on my education | |
certificate, but for the most part | |
it was my conviction that reform | |
was possible. I wasn't the | |
youngest Queen ever elected, but | |
now that I think back on it, I'm | |
not sure I was old enough. I'm not | |
sure I was ready. | |
ANAKIN | |
The people you served thought you | |
did a good job. I heard they | |
tried to amend the Constitution so | |
you could stay in office. | |
PADM | |
Popular rule is not democracy, | |
Annie. It gives the people what | |
they want, not what they need. | |
And, truthfully, I was relieved | |
when my two terms were up. So | |
were my parents. They worried | |
About me during the blockade and | |
couldn't wait for it all to be | |
over. Actually, I was hoping to | |
have a family by now... My | |
sisters have the most amazing, | |
wonderful kids... but when the | |
Queen asked me to serve as | |
Senator, I couldn't refuse her. | |
ANAKIN | |
I agree! I think the Republic | |
needs you... I'm glad you chose | |
to serve. I feel things are going | |
to happen in our generation that | |
will change the galaxy in profound | |
ways. | |
PADM | |
I think so too. | |
ANAKIN and PADME walk toward the palace. ARTOO continues to follow. | |
INT. NABOO PALACE, THRONE ROOM - AFTERNOON | |
QUEN JAMILLIA is seated on the throne, flanked by SIO BIBBLE and a COUPLE OF ADVISORS. FOUR HANDMAIDENS stand close by, and GUARDS are at the doors. | |
QUEEN JAMILLIA | |
We've been worried about you. | |
(takes her hand) | |
I'm so glad you're safe, Padm . | |
PADM | |
Thank you, Your Highness. I only | |
Wish I could have served you | |
better by staying on Coruscant for | |
the vote. | |
SIO BIBBLE | |
Given the circumstances, Senator, | |
you know it was the only decision | |
Her Highness could have made. | |
QUEEN JAMILLIA | |
How many systems have joined Count | |
Dooku and the separatists? | |
PADM | |
About two hundred. And more are | |
leaving the Republic every day. | |
If the Senate votes to create an | |
army, I'm sure it's going to push | |
us into a civil war. | |
SIO BIBBLE | |
It's unthinkable! There hasn't | |
been a full-scale war since the | |
formation of the Republic! | |
QUEEN JAMILLIA | |
Do you see any way, through | |
negotiations, to bring the | |
separatists back into the Republic? | |
PADM | |
Not if they feel threatened. The | |
separatists don't have an army, | |
but if they are provoked, they | |
will move to defend themselves. | |
I'm sure of that. And with no time | |
or money to build an army, my | |
guess is they will turn to the | |
Commerce Guilds or the Trade | |
Federation for help. | |
QUEEN JAMILLIA | |
The armies of commerce! Why has | |
Nothing been done in the Senate | |
to restrain them? | |
PADM | |
I'm afraid that, despite the | |
Chancellor's best efforts, there | |
are still many bureaucrats, | |
judges, and even Senators on the | |
payrolls of the Guilds. | |
SIO BIBBLE | |
It's outrageous! After all of | |
those hearings, and the four trials in | |
the Supreme Court, Nute Gunray is | |
still the Viceroy of the Trade | |
Federation. Do those money | |
mongers control everything? | |
QUEEN JAMILLIA | |
Remember, Counsellor, the courts | |
were able to reduce the | |
Federation's armies. That's a | |
move in the right | |
direction. | |
PADM | |
There are rumours, Your Highness, | |
that the Federation Army was not | |
reduced as they were ordered. | |
ANAKIN | |
The Jedi have not been allowed to | |
investigate. It would be to be too | |
dangerous for the economy, we were | |
told. | |
QUEEN JAMILLIA | |
We must keep our faith in the | |
Republic. The day we stop | |
believing democracy can work is | |
the day we lose it. | |
PADM | |
Let's pray that day never comes. | |
QUEEN JAMILLIA | |
In the meantime, we must consider | |
your own safety. | |
SIO BIBBLE signals. All the other ADVISORS and ATTENDANTS bow and leave the room. | |
SIO BIBBLE | |
(to Anakin) | |
What is your suggestion, Master | |
Jedi? | |
PADM | |
Anakin's not a Jedi yet, Counsellor. | |
He's still a Padawan learner. I | |
was thinking... | |
ANAKIN | |
(nettled) | |
Hey, hold on a minute! | |
PADM | |
Excuse me! I was thinking I would | |
stay in the Lake Country. There | |
are some places up there that are | |
very isolated. | |
ANAKIN | |
Excuse me?! I am in charge of | |
security here, M'Lady. | |
SIO BIBBLE and QUEEN JAMILLIA exchange a look. Something is going on here. | |
PADM | |
Annie, my life is at risk, and | |
this is my home. I know it very | |
well... that is why we're here. | |
I think it would be wise for you | |
to take advantage of my knowledge | |
in this instance. | |
ANAKIN | |
(takes a deep breath) | |
Sorry, M'Lady. | |
SIO BIBBLE | |
(to Anakin, amused) | |
She is right. The Lake Country is | |
the most remote part of Naboo. | |
Not many people and a clear view | |
of the surrounding terrain. | |
QUEEN JAMILLIA | |
Perfect. It's settled then. | |
ANAKIN glares at PADME. Then QUEEN JAMILLIA gets up, and they all start to leave. | |
QUEEN JAMILLIA | |
(continued) | |
Padm , I had an audience with your | |
father yesterday. I told him what | |
was happening. He hopes you will | |
visit your mother before you | |
leave... your family's very | |
worried about you. | |
PADME looks worred. They ALL exit down the main staircase. | |
EXT. JEDI TEMPLE - DAY | |
The main entrance at the base of the huge temple is bustling with activity. All sorts of JEDI are coming and going. | |
INT. JEDI TEMPLE, ARCHIVES LIBRARY - DAY | |
A bronze bust of Count Dooku, stands among a line of other busts of Jedi in the Archive Room. OBI-WAN stands in front it, studying the striking features of the chiselled face. | |
On the walls, lighted computer panels seem to stretch into infinity. Farther along the room in the background, FIVE JEDI are seated at tables, studying archival material. | |
After OBI-WAN studies the bust for a few moments before MADAME JOCASTA NU, the Jedi Archivist is standing next to him. She is an elderly, frail-looking human Jedi. Tough as old boots and smart as a whip. | |
JOCASTA NU | |
Did you call for assistance? | |
OBI-WAN | |
(distracted in thought) | |
Yes... yes, I did... | |
JOCASTA NU | |
He has a powerful face, doesn't | |
he? He was one of the most | |
brilliant Jedi I have had the | |
privilege of knowing. | |
OBI-WAN | |
I never understood why he quit. | |
Only twenty Jedi have ever left | |
the Order. | |
JOCASTA NU | |
(sighs) | |
The Lost Twenty... and Count Dooku | |
was the most recent and the most | |
painful. No one likes to talk | |
about it. His leaving was a great | |
loss to the Order. | |
OBI-WAN | |
What happened? | |
JOCASTA NU | |
Well, one might say, he was always | |
a bit out of step with the | |
decisions of the Council... much | |
like your old Master, Qui-Gon Jinn. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(surprised) | |
Really? | |
JOCASTA NU | |
Oh, yes. They were alike in many | |
ways. Very individual thinkers... | |
idealists... | |
JOCASTA NU stares at the bust | |
JOCASTA NU | |
(continuing | |
He was always striving to become | |
a more powerful Jedi. He wanted | |
to be the best. With a lightsaber, | |
in the old style of fencing, he | |
had no match. His knowledge of | |
the Force was... unique. In the | |
end, I think he left because he | |
lost faith in the Republic. He | |
believed that politics were | |
corrupt, and he felt the Jedi | |
betrayed themselves by serving the | |
politicians. He always had very | |
high expectations of government. | |
He disappeared for nine or ten | |
years, then he just showed up | |
recently as the head of the | |
separatist movement. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Interesting... I'm still not sure | |
I understand. | |
JOCASTA NU | |
Well, I'm sure you didn't call me | |
over here for a history lesson. | |
Are you having a problem, Master | |
Kenobi? | |
OBI-WAN | |
Yes, I'm trying to find a planet | |
system called Kamino. It doesn't | |
seem to show upon any of the | |
archive charts. | |
JOCASTA NU | |
Kamino? It's not a system I'M | |
familiar with... Let me see... | |
JOCASTA NU leans over OBI-WAN'S shoulder, looking at the screen. | |
JOCASTA NU | |
(continuing) | |
Are you sure you have the right | |
co-ordinates? | |
OBI-WAN | |
(nodding) | |
According to my information, it | |
should be in this quadrant | |
somewhere... just south of the | |
Rishi Maze. | |
JOCASTA NU taps the keyboard and frowns. | |
JOCASTA NU | |
No co-ordinates? It sounds like the | |
kind of directions you'd get from | |
a street tout... some old miner or | |
Furbog trader. | |
OBI-WAN | |
All three actually. | |
JOCASTA NU | |
Are you sure it exists? | |
OBI-WAN | |
Absolutely. | |
JOCASTA NU | |
Let me do a gravitational scan. | |
OBI-WAN and JOCASTA NU studt the star map hologram. | |
JOCASTA NU | |
There are some inconsistencies | |
here. Maybe the planet you're | |
looking for was destroyed. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Wouldn't that be on record? | |
JOCASTA NU | |
It ought to be. Unless it was very | |
recent. | |
(shakes her head) | |
I hate to say it, but it looks | |
like the system you're searching | |
for doesn't exist. | |
OBI-WAN | |
That's impossible... perhaps the | |
archives are incomplete. | |
JOCASTA NU | |
The archives are comprehensive and | |
totally secure, my young Jedi. | |
One thing you may be absolutely | |
sure of - if an item does not | |
appear in our records, it does not | |
exist! | |
OBI-WAN stares at her, then looks back at the map. | |
EXT. THEED, RESIDENTIAL AREA, SIDE STREET - AFTERNOON | |
PEOPLE are passing through the little street, OLD MEN are sunning themslves, WOMEN are gossipping, KIDS are playing. ANAKIN, PADME and ARTOO turn onto a side street. ANAKIN is back in his Jedi robes. PADME wear a beautiful simple dress. She stops, beaming. | |
PADME | |
There's my house! | |
PADME starts forward; ANAKIN hangs back. | |
PADME | |
(continuing) | |
What? Don't say you're shy! | |
ANAKIN | |
(untruthfully) | |
No, but I... | |
Suddenly, there are shouts from two little girils, RYOO (age 6) and POOJA (age 4). They come running toward PADME. | |
RYOO POOJA | |
Aunt Padme!! Aunt Padme!! | |
PADME | |
Ryoo!! Pooja!! | |
PADME scoops up RYOO and POOJA and hugs them. | |
PADME | |
(continuing) | |
I'm so happy to see you! This is | |
Anakin. Anakin, this is Ryoo, and | |
this is Pooja. | |
ANAKIN and the GIRLS say hello shyly. Then: | |
RYOO POOJA | |
Artoo!!! | |
As they see the droid, they hug him. ARTOO WHISTLES and BEEPS. PADME laughs. ANAKIN and PADME go on toward the house. The GIRLS stay and play with ARTOO. | |
INT. PADME'S PARENTS' HOUSE, MAIN ROOM - AFTERNOON | |
SOLA, PADME'S beautiful older sister, comes in from the kitchen carrying a big bowl of food. | |
SOLA | |
(over her shoulder) | |
They're eating over at Jev | |
Narran's later, Mom. They just | |
had a snack. They'll be fine. | |
SOLA puts the bowl down on the table, where ANAKIN, PADME and RUWEE NABERRIE (Padme's father) are coming into the room. | |
PADME | |
Anakin, this is my sister, Sola. | |
SOLA | |
Hello, Anakin. | |
ANAKIN | |
Hello. | |
SOLA sits, as JOBAL NABERRIE (Padme's mother) comes in with a heaped bowl of steaming food. | |
JOBAL | |
You're just in time for dinner. I | |
hope you're hungry, Anakin. | |
ANAKIN | |
A little. | |
PADME | |
He's being polite, Mom. We're | |
starving. | |
RUWEE | |
(grinning) | |
You came to the right place at the | |
right time. Sit down, son. | |
EVERYONE sits and starts passing food. | |
JOBAL | |
(to Padme) | |
Honey, it's so good to see you | |
safe. We were so worried. | |
PADME gives JOBAL a dirty look. RUWEE smiles as he watches. | |
RUWEE | |
Dear... | |
JOBAL | |
I know, I know... but I had to say | |
it. Now it's done. | |
SOLA | |
Well, this is exciting! Do you | |
know, Anakin, you're the first | |
boyfriend my sister's ever brought | |
home? | |
PADME | |
(rolls her eyes) | |
Sola!! He isn't my boyfriend! | |
He's a Jedi assigned by the Senate | |
to protect me. | |
JOVAL | |
A bodyguard?! Oh, Padme! They | |
didn't tell us it was that serious! | |
PADME | |
It's not, Mom, I promise. | |
(glances at Jobal) | |
Anyway, Anakin's a friend. I've | |
known him for years. Remember | |
that little boy who was with the | |
Jedi during the blockade crisis? | |
They nod. | |
PADME | |
(continuing) | |
He grew up. | |
JOBAL | |
Honey, when are you going to | |
settle down? Haven't you had | |
enough of that life? I certainly | |
have! | |
PADME | |
Mom, I'm not in any danger. | |
RUWEE | |
(to Anakin) | |
Is she? | |
ANAKIN | |
...Yes... I'm afraid she is. | |
PADME | |
(quickly) | |
But not much. | |
EXT. PADME'S PARENTS' GARDEN - AFTERNOON | |
ANAKIN and RUWEE are walking. | |
RUWEE | |
Sometimes I wish I'd traveled | |
more... but I must say, I'm happy | |
here. | |
ANAKIN | |
Padme tells me you teach at the | |
university? | |
RUWEE | |
(nodding) | |
Yes, and before that, I was a | |
builder. I also worked for the | |
Refugee Relief Movement, when I | |
was very young. | |
INT. PADME'S PARENTS' HOUSE, MAIN ROOM - AFTERNOON | |
PADME, SOLA and JOBAL are clearing the table. | |
SOLA | |
Why haven't you told us about him? | |
PADM | |
What's there to talk about? He's | |
just a boy. | |
SOLA | |
A boy? Have you seen the way he | |
looks at you? | |
PADM | |
Sola - stop it! | |
SOLA | |
It's obvious he has feelings for | |
you. Are you saying, little baby | |
sister, that you haven't noticed? | |
PADM | |
I'm not your baby sister, Sola. | |
Anakin and I are friends... our | |
relationship is strictly | |
professional. | |
(to Jobal) | |
Mom, would you tell her to stop it? | |
SOLA | |
(laughing) | |
Well, maybe you haven't noticed | |
the way he looks at you. I think | |
you're afraid to. | |
PADM | |
Cut it out. | |
JOBAL | |
Sola's just concerned... we all | |
are. | |
PADM | |
Oh, Mom, you're impossible. What | |
I'm doing is important. | |
JOBAL | |
You've done your service, Padm . | |
It's time you had a life of your | |
own. You're missing so much! | |
EXT. PADME'S PARENTS' GARDEN - AFTERNOON | |
ANAKIN and RUWEE are walking in the garden. RUWEE stops and faces ANAKIN directly. | |
RUWEE | |
Now tell me, son. How serious is | |
this thing? How much danger is my | |
daughter really in? | |
ANAKIN | |
There have been two attempts on | |
her life. Chances are there'll be | |
more. My Master is tracking down | |
the assassins. I'm sure he'll find | |
out who they are. This situation, | |
won't last long. | |
RUWEE | |
I don't want anything to happen to | |
her. | |
ANAKIN | |
I don't either. | |
INT. PADME'S PARENTS' HOUSE, PADME'S ROOM - AFTERNOON | |
PADME throws some things into a bag. | |
PADME | |
Don't worry, this won't take long. | |
ANAKIN | |
I just want to get there before | |
dark. | |
PADME goes on packing. ANAKIN looks around the room. | |
ANAKIN | |
(continuing) | |
You still live at home. | |
PADME | |
I move around so much, I've never | |
had a place of my own. Official | |
residences have no warmth. I feel | |
good here. I feel at home. | |
ANAKIN | |
I never had a real home. Home was | |
always where my Mom was. | |
ANAKIN picks up a framed hologram. | |
ANAKIN | |
(continuing) | |
Is this you? | |
The hologram shows Padme at age seven or eight surrounded by forty or fifty little green creatures. She is holding one in her arms. They are all smiling hugely. | |
PADME | |
That was when I went with the | |
Relief Group to Shadda-Bi-Boran. | |
Their sun was imploding, and the | |
planet was dying. I was helping | |
to relocate the children. See | |
that little one I'm holding? His | |
name was N'a-kee-tula, which means | |
sweethear. He was so full of | |
life,. All those kids were. I did | |
everything I could to save him, | |
but he died... they all did. They | |
were never able to adapt... to | |
live off their native planet. | |
ANAKIN picks up another hologram. It shows PADME at age ten or eleven. She is wearing official robes and standing between two robed legislators. Her expression is severe. | |
PADME | |
(continuing) | |
My first day as an Apprentice | |
Legislator. Notice the difference? | |
PADME pulls a face. ANAKIN grins. She continues packing. ANAKIN sets the two holograms down side by side - the beaming little girl, and the the stern, unsmiling adolescent. | |
INT. JEDI TEMPLE, MAIN HALLWAY - DAY | |
OBI-WAN walks through the main hallway to the training area. | |
INT. JEDI TEMPLE, TRAINING VERANDA - DAY | |
OBI-WAN comes out onto the veranda and stops, watching TWENTY or so FOUR-YEAR-OLDS doing training exercises, supervised by YODA. They wear helmets over their eyes and try to strike little TRAINING DROIDS with their miniature lightsabers. The DROIDS dance in front of them. | |
YODA | |
Don't think... feel... be as one | |
with the Force. Help you, it will. | |
(he sees Obi-Wan) | |
Younglings - enough! A visitor we | |
have. Welcome him. | |
The CHILDREN take off their helmets and turn off their lightsabers. | |
YODA | |
(continuing) | |
Master Obi-Wan Kenobi, meet the | |
mighty Bear Clan. | |
CHILDREN | |
Welcome, Master Obi-Wan! | |
OBI-WAN | |
I am sorry to disturb you, Master. | |
YODA | |
What help to you, can I be? | |
OBI-WAN | |
I m looking for a planet described | |
to me by an old friend. I trust | |
him. But the system doesn t show | |
up on the archive maps. | |
YODA | |
An interesting puzzle. Gather | |
round the map reader, younglings. | |
Master Obi-Wan has lost a planet. | |
Find it, we will try... | |
The map reader is a small shaft with a hollow opening at the top. The CCHILDREN gather around it. OBI-WAN takes out a little glass ball and places it into the bowl. The window shades close darkening the room and the reader lights up, projecting the star map hologram into the room. The CHILDREN laugh. Some of them reach up to try and touch the nebulae and stars. OBI-WAN walks into the display. | |
OBI-WAN | |
This is where it ought to be... | |
but it isn t. Gravity is pulling | |
all the stars in this area inward | |
to this spot. There should be a | |
star here... but there isn t. | |
YODA | |
Most interesting. Gravity s | |
silhouette remains, but the star | |
and all its planets have | |
disappeared. How can this be? | |
There is a brief pause. Then a CHILD puts its hand up. YODA nods. | |
JEDI CHILD JACK | |
Because someone erased it from the | |
archive memory. | |
CHILDREN | |
That s right! Yes! That s what | |
happened! Someone erased it! | |
JEDI CHILD MAY | |
If the planet blew up, the gravity | |
would go away. | |
OBI-WAN stares; YODA chuckles. | |
YODA | |
Truly wonderful, the mind of a | |
child is. Uncluttered. To the | |
centre of the pull of gravity go, | |
and find your planet you will. | |
OBI-WAN | |
But Master Yoda who could have | |
erased information from the | |
archives? That s impossible, | |
isn t it? | |
YODA | |
(frowning) | |
Much harder to answer, that | |
question is. | |
EXT. NABOO LAKE RETREAT, WATER SPEEDER, LANDING PLATFORM - LATE AFTERNOON | |
A water speeder driven by PADDY ACCU, the retreat caretaker, skims across the lake away from the island landing platform where a chrome Naboo Starship rests. ANAKIN and PADME are sitting in the speeder as it skims away to where a lodge rises on a beautiful island in the middle of the lake. | |
EXT. NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LODGE, GARDEN TERRACEM LATE AFTERNOON | |
ANAKIN and PADME walk up the stairs from where the water speeder is parked onto a terrace overlooking a lovely garden. Behind them, PADDY ACCU supervises two serving girls, NANDI and TECKLA, as they carry the bags into the Lodge. | |
ANAKIN and PADME stop at the balustrade. PADME looks out across the garden to the shimmering lake and the mountains rising beyond. ANAKIN looks at her silently. | |
PADM | |
When I was in Level Three, we used | |
to come here for school retreat. | |
See that island? We used to swim | |
there every day. I love the water. | |
ANAKIN | |
I do too. I guess it comes from | |
growing up on a desert planet. | |
PADME becomes aware that ANAKIN is looking at her. | |
PADM | |
...We used to lie on the sand and | |
let the sun dry us... and try to | |
guess the names of the birds | |
singing. | |
ANAKIN | |
I don t like sand. It s coarse | |
and rough and irritating, and it | |
gets everywhere. Not like here. | |
Here everything s soft... and | |
smooth... | |
He touches her arm. PADME has become receptive to the way he looks at her but is nervous. | |
PADM | |
There was a very old man who lived | |
on the island. He used to make | |
glass out of sand - and vases and | |
necklaces out of the glass. They | |
were magical. | |
ANAKIN | |
(looks into her eyes) | |
Everything here is magical. | |
PADM | |
You could look into the glass and | |
see the water. The way it ripples | |
and moves. It looked so real... | |
but it wasn t. | |
ANAKIN | |
Sometimes, when you believe | |
something to be real, it becomes | |
real. Real enough, anyway... | |
They look into each other's eyes. He touches her chin. | |
PADM | |
I used to think if you looked too | |
deeply into glass, you would | |
lose yourself. | |
ANAKIN | |
I think it's true... | |
ANAKIN kisses PADME. She doesn't resist. She comes to her senses and pulls away. | |
PADM | |
I shouldn't have done that. | |
ANAKIN | |
I'm sorry. When I'm around you, | |
my mind is no longer my own. | |
PADM | |
It's the situation... the stress... | |
He looks at her. | |
ANAKIN | |
...the view. | |
EXT. CORUSCANT, LANDING PLATFORM - LATE AFTERNOON | |
Obi-Wan's Starfighter is ready for takeoff. OBI-WAN and MACE WINDU stand beside it. | |
MACE WINDU | |
Be wary, this disturbance in the | |
Force is growing stronger. | |
OBI-WAN | |
I am concerned for my Padawan. He | |
is not ready to be on his own. | |
YODA | |
The Council is confident in this decision, | |
Obi-Wan. | |
MACE | |
He has exceptional skills. The | |
Council is confident in its | |
decision, Obi-Wan. If the | |
prophecy is true, he weill be the | |
one to bring balance to the Force. | |
OBI-WAN | |
But he still has much to learn. | |
And his abilities have made him... | |
well... arrogant. I realise now | |
what you and Master Yoda knew from | |
the beginning... the boy was too | |
old to start the training and... | |
OBI-WAN hesitates. | |
MACE WINDU | |
There's something else? | |
OBI-WAN | |
Master, he should not have been | |
given this assignment. I'm afraid | |
Anakin won't be able to protect | |
the Senator. | |
MACE WINDU | |
Why? | |
OBI-WAN | |
He has a... an emotional | |
connection with her. It's been | |
there since he was boy. Now | |
he's confused... distracted. | |
MACE-WINDU | |
Obi-Wan, you must have faith that | |
he will take the right path. | |
OBI-WAN climbs into the cockpit of the Starfighter. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Has Master Yoda gained any insight | |
into whether or not this war will | |
come about? | |
MACE WINDU | |
Probing the Dark Side is a | |
dangerous process. He could be in | |
seclusion for days... May the | |
force be with you. | |
INT. JEDI TEMPLE, YODA'S QUARTERS - LATE AFTERNOON | |
YODA sits with his eyes closed, meditating. Silence. | |
EXT. NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LOUNGE, LATE AFTERNOON | |
The setting sun touches the mountain peaks. The lake glows in the rose-tinted light. Floatinf lamps glean softly like jewels at the lodge. | |
INT. NABOO LAKE RETREAT, DINING ROOM - LATE AFTERNOON | |
NANDI place dessert in front of PADME. TECKLA does the same for ANAKIN. The dessert is some kind of fruit. PADME picks up her fork and goes to spear a piece, but it moves! She frowns and tries again -the fruit moves. She lokk up at ANAKIN. His eyes are on his plate. | |
PADME | |
You did that? | |
ANAKIN looks up - wide-eyed innocence. | |
ANAKIN | |
What? | |
PADME scowls at him. PADME jabs at the fruit - ANAKIN subtly moves his hand and it lifts up from the plate and hovers in front of her. | |
PADME | |
That! Now stop it! | |
PADME laughs. ANAKIN laughs. She reaches out for the fruit - it loops. | |
PADME | |
(continuing) | |
Anakin!! | |
ANAKIN moves his fingers. The fruit flies into his hand. | |
ANAKIN | |
I'm not really supposed to do | |
that... for fun, I mean. If | |
Master Obi-Wan were here, he'd be | |
very grumpy. | |
ANAKIN is pleased. He cuts the fruint into several pieces and sends one back to PADME. She bites it out of the air and laughs. | |
INT. NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LODGE, FIREPLACE ALCOVE - TWILIGHT | |
A fire blazes in the open hearth. PADME is sitting in front of it, gazing at the flames. | |
She looks up as ANAKIN arrives. She makes room for him. Brief pause. | |
ANAKIN | |
May I tell you something? | |
PADME | |
I don't know. | |
ANAKIN | |
Then how can I tell you? | |
PADME | |
Maybe you should use your Jedi | |
intuition. | |
ANAKIN | |
It doesn't work around you. My | |
mind is always a muddle... I can | |
only think of you. | |
PADME | |
Anakin, don't... | |
ANAKIN | |
From the moment I met you, all | |
those years ago, a day hasn't gone | |
by when I haven't thought of you. | |
And now that I'm close to you again, | |
I'm in agony. The closer I get to | |
you, the worse it gets. The | |
thought of not being with you | |
mskes my stomach turn over - my | |
mouth goes dry. I feel dizzy. I | |
can't breathe. I'm haunted by the | |
kiss you should never have given | |
me. My heart is beating, hoping | |
that kiss will not become a scar. | |
You are in my very soul, | |
tormenting me. What can I do? I | |
will do anything you ask... | |
Silence. The logs flame in the hearth. | |
ANAKIN | |
(continuing) | |
If you are suffering as much as I | |
am, tell me. | |
PADME | |
...I can't. We can't. It's just | |
not possible. | |
ANAKIN | |
Anything's possible. Padme, | |
please listen... | |
PADME | |
You listen. We live in a real | |
world. Come back to it. You're | |
studying to become a Jedi Knight. | |
I'm a Senator. If you follow your | |
thoughts through to conclusion, | |
they will take us to a place we | |
cannot go... regardless of the way | |
we feel about each other. | |
ANAKIN | |
Then you do feel something! | |
There's an extraordinary | |
connection between us. You can't | |
deny that. | |
PADME | |
Annie, it doesn't make any | |
difference. Jedi aren't allowed | |
to marry. You swore an oath, | |
remember? You'd be expelled from | |
the Order. I will not let you | |
give up your responsibilities... | |
your future, for me. | |
ANAKIN | |
I was destined to be a Jedi. I | |
don't think I could be anything | |
else. But you are asking me to be | |
rational. That is something I | |
know I cannot do. I wish I could | |
wish my feelings away... but I | |
can't. | |
PADME | |
I am not going to give into this. | |
I'm not going to throw my life | |
away. I have more important things | |
to do than fall in love. | |
There is silence as they stare at the fire. ANAKIN is thinking. | |
ANAKIN | |
It wouldn't have to be that way... | |
we could keep it a secret. | |
PADME | |
Then we'd be living a lie - one we | |
couldn't keep even if we wanted | |
to. Mt sister saw it. So did my | |
mother. I couldn't do that. | |
Could you, Anakin? Could you live | |
like that? | |
Silence for a moment. | |
ANAKIN | |
...No, you're right. It would | |
destroy us. | |
EXT. SPACE | |
It's just like the star map hologram, plus the storm-shrouded planet of Kamino, which is exactly where it ought to be. Obi-Wan's Starship flies OVER CAMERA and heads down toward the planet. | |
EXT. TIPOCA CITY, KAMINO LANDING PLATFORM (RAINSTORM) - DAY | |
Heavy rans and hard-driving winds lash the platform as Obi-Wan's Starship approaches. The huge, ultra-modern city of Tipoca rests on great stilts that keep it above the pounding and ever-present waves that cover the surface of this watery world. | |
The Starfighter lands. OBI-WAN gets out and makes his way through the bowling wind toward a tower on the far side of the platform. A door slides open. A shaft of brilliant light pierces the swirling rain. OBI-WAN passes through it and goes inside. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, CORRIDOR ENTRANCE | |
A Brilliant white light. OBI-WAN pushes the soaking hood from his face. | |
TAUN WE | |
Welcome to Tipoca City, Master | |
Jedi. | |
OBI-WAN wipes the rain from his face and blinks in surprise at a tall, pasty-white alien named TAUN WE. He has large, almond shaped eyes. | |
TAUN WE | |
Everything is ready. The Prime | |
Minister expects you. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(warily) | |
I'm expected? | |
TAUN WE | |
Of course! He is anxious to see | |
you. After all these years, we | |
were beginning to think you | |
weren't coming. Now please, this | |
way! | |
OBI-WAN masks his surprise as they move away along the corridor. | |
Obi-Wan follows Taun We cautiously. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, PRIME MINISTER OFFICE - DAY | |
The door slides open. OBI-WAN and TAUN WE enter and cross to where LAMA SU rises, smiling, from behind his desk, which, like all the furniture on Kamino, seems made out of pure light. | |
TAUN WE | |
May I present Lama Su, Prime | |
Minister of Kamino... and this is | |
Master Jedi... | |
OBI-WAN | |
Obi-Wan Kenobi. | |
LAMA SU | |
Please... | |
LAMA SU indicates a chair. OBI-WAN sits. TAUN WE hovers. The room is bathed in brilliant white light. The whole place is ultra high-tech. | |
LAMA SU | |
I trust you are going to enjoy | |
your stay. We are most happy you | |
have arrived at the best part of | |
the season. | |
OBI-WAN | |
You make me feel most welcome. | |
LAMA SU | |
And now to business. You will be | |
delighted to hear we are on | |
schedule. Two hundred thousand | |
units are ready, with another | |
million well on the way. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(improvising) | |
That is... good news. | |
LAMA SU | |
Please tell your Master Sido-Dyas | |
that we have every confidence his | |
order will be met on time and in | |
full. He is well, I hope? | |
OBI-WAN | |
I'm sorry Master - ? | |
LAMA SU | |
Jedi Master Sifo-Dyas. He's still | |
a leading member of the Jedi | |
Council, is he not? | |
OBI-WAN | |
Oh, yes. Sido-Dyas. | |
LAMA SU | |
(rising) | |
You must be anxious to inspect the | |
units for yourself. | |
OBI-WAN | |
That's why I'm here. | |
EXT. NABOO, MOUNTAIN MEADOW - LATER AFTERNOON | |
PADME and ANAKIN are in the middle of an idyllic hilly meadow, its lush grasses sprinkled with flowers. At a distance, a herd of SHAAKS graze contentedly. | |
Beyond is the shimmering expanse of the lake. Several other lakes stretch to the horizon. The warm air is full of little floating puffballs. They sit on the grass, in a playful, coy mood, talking. PADME is picking flowers. | |
PADM | |
I don't know... | |
ANAKIN | |
Sure you do... you just don't want | |
to tell me. | |
PADM | |
Are you going to use one of your | |
Jedi mind tricks on me? | |
ANAKIN | |
They only work on the weak-minded. | |
You are anything but weak-minded. | |
PADM | |
All right... his name was Palo. | |
I was twelve. We were both in the | |
Legislative Youth Program. He was | |
a few years older then I... very | |
cute... dark curly hair... dreamy | |
eyes. | |
ANAKIN | |
All right, I get the picture... | |
whatever happened to him? | |
PADM | |
I went on to become a Queen. He | |
went on to become an artist. | |
ANAKIN | |
Maybe he was the smart one. | |
PADME | |
You really don't like politicians, | |
do you? | |
ANAKIN | |
I like two or three, but I'm not | |
really sure about one of them. | |
(smiling) | |
I don't think the system works. | |
PADME | |
How would you have it work? | |
ANAKIN | |
We need a system where the | |
politicians sit down and discuss | |
the problems, agree what's in the | |
best interests of all the people, | |
and then do it. | |
PADME | |
That is exactly what we do. The | |
trouble is that people don't | |
wlways agree. In fact, they | |
hardly ever do. | |
ANAKIN | |
Then they should be made to. | |
PADME | |
By whom? Who's going to make them? | |
ANAKIN | |
I don't know. Someone. | |
PADME | |
You? | |
ANAKIN | |
Of course not me. | |
PADME | |
But someone. | |
ANAKIN | |
Someone wise. | |
PADME | |
That sounds an awful lot like a | |
dictatorship to me. | |
A mischievious little grin creeps across his face. | |
ANAKIN | |
Well, if it works... | |
PADME stares at ANAKIN. He looks back at her, straight-faced, and can't hold a smile. | |
PADM | |
You're making fun of me. | |
ANAKIN | |
(sarcastic) | |
On no, I'd be much too frightened | |
to tease a Senator. | |
PADM | |
You're so bad! | |
PADME picks up a piece of fruit and throws it at him. He catches it. PADME throws two more pieces of fruit, and ANAKIN catches them. | |
ANAKIN | |
You're always so serious. Always | |
carrying the weight of the | |
universe on your shoulders. | |
ANAKIN then starts to juggle the fruit. PADME laughs and throws more fruit at him. He manages to juggle them too until there are too many, and he loses control and ducks, letting food fall on his head. They both laugh. | |
ANAKIN stands in front of a SHAAK, yelling at it and waving his arms. PADME starts laughing as ANAKIN runs in circles, chased by the SHAAK. | |
The SHAAK crosses in front of PADME. ANAKIN is riding it, facing the SHAAK'S tail. The SHAAK bucks, and ANAKIN falls off. PADME laughs even harder. ANAKIN lies still. PADME jumps uip and runs to where ANAKIN is face down in the grass. She turns him over. He is pulling a stupid face at her. She yelps in mock fury and takes a swing at him. He catches her arm. She struggles. They roll over in the grass. Suddenly, they become aware of the contact between them. They let go of each other quickly and sit up, looking away. | |
ANAKIN stands up and holds out his hand to her. She take it. He pulls her up. And now they are easy together, not self-conscious any more. PADME scrambles up onto the SHAAK behind ANAKIN. She puts her arms around his waist and leans against his back. ABAJUB digs his heels in. The SHAAK starts forward, and they ride away. | |
EXT. TIPOCA CITY, PARADE GROUND (RAINSTORM) - DAY | |
OBI-WAN, LAMA SU and TAUN WE come out onto a balcony. Below is a huge parade ground. The rain and wind are brutal. THOUSANDS OF STORMTROOPERS, faces covered by helmets, are marching and drilling in formations of several hundred. | |
LAMA SU | |
(beaming) | |
Magnificent, aren't they? | |
OBI-WAN nods slowly. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, CLONE CENTER, COMMINSSARY - DAY | |
LAMA SU conducts OBI-WAN through a large eating area. TAUN WE follows as they walk by HUNDREDS OF CLONES who look exactly alike, all about twenty years old, dressed in black. They are seated at tables, eating. | |
LAMA SU | |
We modified their genetic | |
structure to make them less | |
independent than the original | |
host. As a result they are | |
totally obedient, taking any order | |
without question. | |
OBI-WAM | |
Who was the original host? | |
LAMA SU | |
A bounty hunter called Jango Fett. | |
We felt a Jedi would be the | |
perfect choice, but Sido-Dyas hand- | |
picked Jango Fett himself. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Where is this bounty hunter now? | |
LAMA SU | |
Oh, we keep him here. After a few | |
hundred thousand clones, the | |
genetic pattern starts to fade, so | |
we take a fresh supply. He lives | |
here, but he's free to come and go | |
as he pleases. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, CLONE CENTER, BARRACKS - DAY | |
The tour continues through a long corridor folled with narrow, transparent tubes into which CLONES are climbing. Once in the tube, the CLONE goes to sleep. | |
LAMA SU | |
Apart from his pay, which is | |
considerable, Fett demanded only | |
one thing - an unaltered clone for | |
himself. Curious isn't it? | |
OBI-WAN | |
Unaltered? | |
LAMA SU | |
Pure genetic replication. No | |
tampering with the structure to | |
make it more docile... and no | |
growth acceleration... | |
OBI-WAN | |
I would like to meet this Jango | |
Fett. | |
TAUN WE | |
I would be most happy to arrange | |
it, for you. | |
TAUN WE bows, and leaves. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, CLONE CENTER, CLASSROOM - DAY | |
The tour continues through a classroom filled with IDENTICAL YOUNG BOY CLONES. | |
OBI-WAN | |
You mentioned growth | |
acceleration... | |
LAMA SU | |
Oh yes, it's essential. | |
Otherwise, a mature clone would | |
take a lifetime to grow. Now, we | |
can do it in half the time. Those | |
items you saw on the parade ground | |
were started ten years ago, when | |
Sido-dyas first placed the order, | |
and they're already mature... | |
OBI-WAN looks at the BOY CLONES. | |
OBI-WAN | |
And these? | |
LAMA SU | |
About five years ago. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, CLONE CENTER, HATCHERY - DAY | |
They enter a space filled with great racks of glass spheres, which are filled with fluid in which EMBRYOS are suspended. | |
LAMA SU | |
They're immensely superior to | |
droids, capable of independent | |
thought and action. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Very impressive. | |
LAMA SU | |
I'd hoped you would be pleased. | |
OBI-WAN gazes at the nearest embryos. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(carefully) | |
Tell me, prime minister, when my | |
Master Sido-dyas first contacted | |
you, did he say the order was | |
for... himself... or? | |
LAMA SU | |
Himself? Of course not. This | |
army is for the Republic? | |
OBI-WAN | |
(astonished) | |
The Repubic? | |
LAMA SU | |
We are also very much agasint this | |
Count Dooku and his seccessionist | |
movement. We are proud to be of | |
help to the Republic. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, APARTMENT - LATE DAY | |
TAUN WE shows OBI-WAN into his room. | |
TAUN WE | |
I have arranged for you to meet | |
Jango Fett in the morning. Sleep | |
well. | |
TAUN WE goes. The door slides closed behind him. OBI-WAN looks around, then moves swiftly to check the room over. Finally, satisfied, he takes out his comlink. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Arfour, Arfour... | |
EXT. TIPOCA CITY LANDING PLATFORM, JEDI FIGHTER, (RAINSTORM) - LATE DAY | |
The R4 D17, Obi-Wan's Astro-Droid, who is sitting on top of Obi-Wan's Starfighter, switches on and BEEPS. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, APARTMENT - LATE DAY | |
OBI-WAN hears ARFOUR BEEP through his comlink. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Arfour, relay this, "scramble code | |
five," to Courscant: care of "the | |
old folks home." | |
EXT. TIPOCA CITY LANDING PLATFORM, JEDI FIGHTER, (RAINSTORM) - LATE DAY | |
ARFOUR BEEPS and WHISTLES. The panels light up inside the cockpit, as the message is transmitted. | |
EXT. JEDI TEMPLE, LIVINF QUARTERS - EARLY EVENING | |
YODA and MACE WINDU listen as a hologram of OBI-WAN stands between them broadcasting the massage. The singnal is very weak, the image fades in and out. | |
OBI-WAN (V.O.) | |
...I've never heard of a Jedi | |
called Sido-Dyas, have you, Master? | |
MACE WINDU | |
No. Whoever placed that order was | |
not a Jedi, I can assure you. | |
OBI-WAN (V.O.) | |
I have a strong feeling that this | |
bounty hunter is the assassin | |
we're looking for. | |
YODA | |
Who he is working for... discover | |
that, you must. | |
OBI-WAN (V.O.) | |
I will, Master, and I will also | |
find out more about this clone | |
army... May The Force... | |
The hologram switches off, and OBI-WAN fades away. | |
WINDU | |
A clone army! Ordered by someone | |
in the Senate perhaps... Someone's | |
out to start a war. | |
YODA | |
Inform the chancellor of this, we | |
must. | |
WINDU | |
Who do you think this impostor | |
Sido-Dyas, could be? | |
YODA stares back at MACE WINDU, then slowly shakes his head. | |
EXT. NABOO LAKE RETREAT - NIGHT | |
The silent lodge. The triple moons of Naboo reflected in the tranquil waters of the lake. | |
INT. NABOO LAKE RETREAT, ANAKIN'S BEDROOM - NIGHT | |
ANAKIN moves restlessly in his sleep. He mutters to himself. Sweat | |
forms on his forehead. He turns violently. He cries out. | |
ANAKIN | |
No...No...No...Mom!...Don't, | |
no, don't! | |
EXT. NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LODGE, BALCONY OVERLOOKING GARDENS - MORNING | |
ANAKIN is on the balcony overlooking the gardens. After a moment, PAMDE comes onto the balcony behind him. She sees he is meditating and turns to go. | |
ANAKIN | |
(eyes closed) | |
Don't go. | |
PAMDE | |
I don't want to disturb you. | |
ANAKIN | |
Your presence is soothing. | |
Brief pause. | |
PADME | |
You had a nightmare again last | |
night. | |
ANAKIN | |
Jedi don't have nightmares. | |
PADME | |
I heard you. | |
ANAKIN'S opens his eyes and looks at her. | |
ANAKIN | |
I saw my mother. I saw her as | |
clearly as I see you now. She's | |
suffering, Padme. She is in | |
pain...They're killing her! | |
(getting up) | |
I know I'm disobeying my mandate | |
to protect you, Senator. I know I | |
will be punished and possibly | |
thrown out of the Jedi Order, but | |
I must go. I have to help her! | |
I'm sorry, Padme. I don't have a | |
choice. | |
PADME | |
Annie, I told you I wouldn't let | |
you give up your future for me. | |
I'll go with you. That way you | |
can continue to protect me, and | |
you won't be disobeying your | |
mandate. | |
ANAKIN | |
What about Master Obi-wan? | |
PADME smiles and takes his hand. | |
PADME | |
I guess we won't tell him, will we? | |
EXT. NABOO LAKE, FLOATING LANDING PLATFORM - DAY | |
ANAKIN and PADME step onto the landing platform from the water speeder. They enter the Naboo Starship. ARTOO BEEPS, and follows them on board. The ramp retracts. | |
PADDY ACCU drives the water speeder away from the platform as Anakin's Starship takes off. | |
EXT. TIPOCA CITY (RAINSTORM) - DAY | |
Rain lashes the city. Below, mightly waves pound the stilts, breaking almost to the height of the platforms. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, CORRIDOR - DAY | |
TAUN WE conducts OBI-WAN to the door of Jango Fett's apartment. TAUN WE waves his hand, and a muted bell RINGS. | |
As they wait, OBI-WAN notes the door lock entry mechanism. Then the door opens, and a ten-year-old boy, BOBA FETT, looks at them. He is identical to the boys in the classroom. | |
TAUN WE | |
Boba, is your father here? | |
There is a brief pause, then BOBA FETT nods. | |
TAUN WE | |
(continuing) | |
May we see him? | |
BOBA FETT | |
Sure. | |
Another brief pause, then BOBA FETT steps aside, and TAUN WE and OBI-WAN go through. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, FETT APARTMENT - DAY | |
OBI-WAN, TAUN WE, and BOBA FETT enter the apartment. OBI-WAN looks around the room. | |
BOBA FETT | |
Dad! Taun We's here! | |
JANGO FETT comes in from the bedroom. He wears a jumpsuit. He is unshaven and mean looking, his face pitted with scars of old wounds. There are a couple of weird tattoos on his muscular forearms. He eyes OBI-WAN with suspicion. | |
TAUN WE | |
Welcome back, Jango. Was your | |
trip productive? | |
JANGO FETT | |
Fairly. | |
OBI-WAN and JANGO FETT size each other up. BOBA FETT studies both of them. | |
TAUN WE | |
This is Jedi Master, Obi-Wan | |
Kenobi. He's come to check on our | |
progress. | |
JANGO FETT | |
That right? | |
JANGO FETT'S eyes fix OBI-WAN coldly. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Your clones are very impressive. | |
You must be very proud. | |
JANGO FETT | |
I'm just a simple man, trying to | |
make my way in the universe, | |
Master Jedi. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Aren't we all? | |
OBI-WAN eyes the half-open bedroom door, through which a couple of pieces of body armour can be seen on the floor. JANGO FETT registers OBI-WAN'S look. He moves in front of him, blocking the view. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(continuing) | |
Ever made your way as far into the | |
interior as Coruscant? | |
JANGO | |
Once or twice. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Recently? | |
JANGO | |
(eyes Obi-Wan carefully) | |
Possibly... | |
OBI-WAN | |
Then you must know Master Sido- | |
Dyas? | |
JANGO | |
Boba, close the door. | |
BOBA FETT moves to close the bedroom door. JANGO FETT smiles thinly at OBI-WAN. | |
JANGO | |
(continuing) | |
Master who? | |
OBI-WAN | |
Sido-Dyas. Isn t he the Jedi who | |
hired you for this job? | |
JANGO | |
Never heard of him. I was | |
recuited by a man called Darth | |
Tyranus on one of the moons of | |
Bogden. | |
OBI-WAN | |
No? I thought... | |
TAUN WE | |
Sido-Dyas told us to expect him. | |
And he showed up just when your | |
Jedi Master said he would. We | |
have kept the Jedi s involvement | |
a secret until your arrival, just | |
as your Master requested. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Curious... | |
JANGO | |
Do you like your army? | |
OBI-WAN | |
It seems to me it's your army - | |
being that they are all clones of | |
you. | |
JANGO | |
(grinning) | |
They'll do their job well, I'll | |
guarantee that. | |
OBI-WAN | |
I look forward to seeing them in | |
action. Thank you for your time, | |
Jango. | |
JANGO | |
Always a pleasure to meet a Jedi. | |
OBI-WAN and TAUN WE go out. The door slides closed. JANGO FETT turns to his son. He is deep in thought. | |
BOBA | |
What is it, Dad? | |
EXT. SPACE | |
The Naboo Starship heads toward the desert planet of Tatooine. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, MOS ESPA STREETS AND WATTO'S SHIP - DAY | |
The Naboo Starship lands in a large parking lot of Spaceships on the outskirts of Mos Espa. ANAKIN and PADME ride a rickshaw through the streets. ANAKIN stares at sights he hasn't seen for years. Finally, they come to Wattos' shop, and the rickshaw stops. | |
ANAKIN | |
(to the droid driver) | |
Wait, please. | |
ANAKIN and PADME get down. Sitting on a stool in front of the shop is WATTO. He is using a small electronic screwdriver on a fiddly DROID. THREE PIT DROIDS are chattering away and are trying to help him, but they seem only to make him madder. | |
WATTO | |
(yelling, in Huttese) | |
No, not that one - that one! | |
ANAKIN | |
(arriving) | |
Excuse me, Watto. | |
WATTO | |
(in Huttese) | |
What? | |
ANAKIN | |
(in Huttese) | |
I said excuse me. | |
WATTO turns to the chattering PIT DROIDS. | |
WATTO | |
(in Huttese) | |
Shut down. | |
The PIT DROIDS snap into their storage position. | |
WATTO | |
(continuing, in Huttese) | |
What? I don't know you... What can | |
I do for you? You look like a | |
Jedi. Whatever it is... I didn't | |
do it. | |
WATTO drops the screwdriver and curses loudly in Huttese | |
ANAKIN | |
Let me help you with that. | |
ANAKIN takes the fiddly piece of equipment and starts to play with it. WATTO blinks in surprise. | |
ANAKIN | |
(continuing) | |
I'm looking for Shmi Skywalker. | |
WATTO looks at him suspiciously. He stares at PADME, then back to ANAKIN. | |
WATTO | |
Annie?? Little Annie?? Naaaah!! | |
Suddenly, the fiddly piece of equipment in Anakin's hands WHIRS into life. WATTO blinks at it. | |
WATTO | |
(continuing; in English) | |
You are Annie! It is you! You | |
little womp rat. | |
WATTO gives ANAKIN a big hug. | |
WATTO | |
(continuing) | |
You sure sprouted Weehoo! A | |
Jedi! Waddya know? Hey, maybe | |
you couldda help wit some | |
daedbeats who owe... | |
ANAKIN | |
My mother... | |
WATTO | |
Oh, yeah. Shmi... she's not mine | |
no more. I sold her. | |
ANAKIN | |
Sold her... | |
WATTO | |
Years ago. Sorry, Anne, but you | |
know, business is business. | |
Sold her to a moisture farmer | |
named Lars. Least I think it was | |
Lars. Believe it or not, I heard | |
he freed her and married her. Can | |
ya beat that? | |
ANAKIN | |
Do you know where they are? | |
WATTO | |
Long way from here... someplace | |
over on the other side of Mos | |
Eisley, I think... | |
ANAKIN | |
I'd like to know. | |
ANAKIN'S grim look means business; WATTO gets the hint quickly. | |
WATTO | |
Yeah... sure... absolutely. Let's | |
go look in my records. | |
ANAKIN and WATTO go into the shop. | |
EXT. TIPOCA CITY (RAINSTORM) - DAY | |
The waves crash against the water city as the storm continues. Light suddenlyt streams from the base of a landing platform as a door slides open. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, CORRIDOR - DAY | |
OBI-WAN stands with LAMA SU and TAUN WE just inside the open door. | |
LAMA SU | |
Tell your Council the first | |
battalions are ready. And remind | |
them that if they need more | |
troops, we will need time to grow | |
them. | |
OBI-WAN | |
I won't forget. | |
EXT. TIPOCA CITY, KAMINO LANDING PLATFORM (RAINSTORM) - DAY | |
OBI-WAN comes out from the tower into the driving ran. The door closes behind him. He pulls his robe around him and stands braced against the gale. | |
Below, a huge wave crashes against the stilts. Spray flies high and whips across the platform where OBI-WAN is standing. He walks over to his Starfighter, looks to see if anyone is watching, then turns and goes back to the door. It slides open. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, CORRIDOR - DAY | |
OBI-WAN enters cautiously from outside. Ahead, the corridor is deserted. He moves down it. | |
INT. TIPOCA CITY, FETT APARTMENT - DAY | |
OBI-WAN walks in to find the room in complete disorder. The bedroom door is wide open - clear signs of hurried departure. All of the Fetts' personal belongings are gone. | |
OBI-WAN goes to an ultra-thin computer screen. He punches up AN ONSCREEN PICTURE of JANGO FETT and BOBA FETT unhitching the lines securing their ship to the landing platform. JANGO FETT is wearing his armour and rocket pack. BOBA FETT climbs aboard the small Fighter. | |
EXT. TIPOCA CITY, KAMINO LANDING PLATFORM (RAINSTORM) - DAY | |
JANGO FETT picks up a case and swings it up to BOBA FETT, who stows it inside the ship. JANGO FETT picks up another case and is about to swing it, when: | |
BOBA FETT | |
Dad!! | |
JANGO FETT turns to see OBI-WAN charging out of the tower toward him. As he runs, OBI-WAN draws his lightsaber from his belt. It flashes on. | |
JANGO FETT draws his gun and fires at the charging JEDI. OBI-WAN deflects the blast and swings at JANGO FETT. | |
The bounty hunter rockets up and over OBI-WAN, landing behind him. He fires a thin wire from his wrist pack, trying to entangle the Jedi. | |
JANGO FETT fire several Kamino Kyber Darts from his elbow launcher. OBI-WAN deflects them back at JANGO FETT, but they strike harmlessly against the bounty hunter's armour. | |
IN THE COCKPIT of Jango Fett's ship, BOBA FETT grabs the controls of a laser gun and swings it to aim at OBI-WAN. | |
OUTSIDE, in the driving rain, OBI-WAN and JANGO FETT circle each other, sizing each other up - feinting. | |
IN THE COCKPIT, each time BOBA FETT is ready to fire, JANGO FETT blocks his view of OBI-WAN. | |
OUTSIDE, OBI-WAN makes a sudden attack, swinging at JANGO FETT, who deflects the blows. One slices off a piece of the bounty hunter's shoulder plate. JANGO FETT rockets into the air and hovers above OBI-WAN. The Jedi spins as: | |
IN THE COCKPIT, BOBA FETT fires. | |
OUTSIDE, the laser shell streaks past OBI-WAN to strike the edge of the tower. JANGO FETT fires down at OBI-WAN. The Jedi deflects the shots back, but JANGO FETT evades them. Then he swoops down, swinging around OBI-WAN. As he shoots past, he kicks the lightsaber out of the Jedi's hand. | |
The lightsaber skids across the wet surface of the landing platform. OBI-WAN dives after it. JANGO FETT zooms in front of him and grabs the lightsaber. OBI-WAN punches it out of his hand. | |
IN THE COCKPIT, BOBA FETT watches as: | |
OUTSIDE, OBI-WAN and JANGO FETT grapple and fight, punching, kicking, grabbing hold, and throwing each other around. OBI-WAN grabs JANGO FETT tightly, and JANGO FETT rockets up into the air and kicks OBI-WAN loose. OBI-WAN crashes to the deck and slides toward the edge. He grapples desperately for a handhold on the slick surface. | |
JANGO FETT rockets down to kick at him. OBI-WAN hauls himself up. JANGO FETT zooms to the far side of the platform. | |
OBI-WAN uses Jedi powers to pull part of the structure loose. It hits JANGO FETT, who loses his balance, teetering on the edge. OBI-WAN charges acress, dives, and grabs hold of JANGO FETT just as he falls over the edge. | |
Locked together, OBI-WAN and JANGO FETT plummet down toward the raging ocean. At the last moment, JANGO FETT fires a cable out of his backpack that shoots upward and locks onto a metal strut on the underside of the platform. OBI-WAN and JANGO FETT swing and CRASH onto one of the stilts. | |
OBI-WAN is knocked clear and drops onto a SMALL SERVICE PLATFORM just above the waves. He hauls himself to his feet. JANGO FETT hovers in mid-air opposite him, as a HUGE WAVE crashes over OBI-WAN. When it subsides, the Jedi has disappeared. | |
JANGO FETT rockets up to the landing platform, where he drops down beside his ship. He clambers inside the cockpit and settles into the pilot's seat. He punches buttons. The engines ROAR. | |
OUTSIDE, Jango Fett's ship lifts off from the platform and heads up into the lowering sky. It disappears. Lightning flashes. Rain lashes the tower and streams across the surface of the platform, to where: | |
A HAND suddenlt clutches at the very edge of the platform. A moment later, ANOTHER HAND grabs hold. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, BLUFF OVERLOOKING HOMESTEAD - LATE DAY | |
The Naboo Starship descends, hovers, and land on a bluff. ANAKIN and PADME get out. They look down from the edge of the bluff to where the homestead is seen on the desert floor below. | |
PADME | |
Stay with the ship, Artoo. | |
ARTOO WHISTLES as ANAKIN and PADME start down the trail toward the homestead. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, DESERT, HOMESTEAD MOISTURE FARM - LATE DAY | |
C-3PO is working outside the homestead. He still lacks an outer covering; his inner parts and wiring show. He looks up as ANAKIN and PADME arrive, | |
C-3PO | |
Good evening. May I help you? | |
ANAKIN | |
Threepio? | |
C-3PO | |
Oh, my... oh, my! Master | |
Anakin! My goodness, I can hardly | |
believe it! And this must be Miss | |
Padme. | |
PADME | |
Hello, Threepio. | |
ANAKIN | |
I've come to see my mother. | |
C-3PO | |
Oh, dear! I'm so terribly sorry, | |
Master Annie. | |
PADME | |
Threepio, what's happened? | |
C-3PO | |
I think we'd better go inside. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, HOMESTEAD, COURTYARD - LATE DAY | |
ANAKIN, PADME and THREEPIO arrive in the courtyard. THREEPIO shuffles ahead. | |
C-3PO | |
Master Lars - Master Owen! | |
Somebody to see you! | |
OWEN LARS and BERU WHITESUN come out into the courtyard. | |
ANAKIN | |
I'm Anakin Skywalker. I'm here | |
looking for my mother. | |
OWEN | |
Owen Lars... I guess I'm your | |
step-brother. | |
(they shake hands) | |
This is my girlfriend, Beru. | |
BERU | |
Hello. | |
PADME | |
I'm Padme. | |
OWEN | |
I had a feeling you might show up | |
some day. | |
ANAKIN | |
Is my mother here? | |
CLIEGG | |
No, she's not. | |
CLIEGG LARS swings from the house on a small floating chair. One of his legs is heavily bandaged; the other is missing. He balances awkwardly and puts out a hand. | |
CLIEGG | |
(continuing) | |
Cliegg Lars. Shmi is my wife... | |
Come on inside. We have a lot to | |
talk about. | |
INT. TATOOINE, HOMESTEAD, KITCHEN - LATE DAY | |
BERU puts several steaming cups of ardees on a tray and exits the kitchen... | |
CLIEGG (O.S.) | |
It was just before dawn. They | |
came out of nowhere. A hunting | |
party of Tusekn Raiders. | |
INT. TATOOINE, HOMESTEAD, DINING AREA - LATE DAY | |
CLIEGG, OWEN, PADME and ANAKIN sit around the table, BERU brings the drinks from the kitchen. | |
CLIEGG | |
Your mother had gone out early, | |
like she always did, to pick | |
mushrooms that grow on the | |
vaporatos. From the tracks, she | |
was about halfway when they | |
took her. Those Tuskens walk like | |
men, but they're vicious, mindless | |
monsters. Thirty of us went out | |
after her. Four of us came back. | |
Three more are still out there | |
looking. I'd be with them, | |
only... I just couldn't ride any | |
more... until I heal. | |
CLIEGG grimaces, easing his throbbing leg. | |
CLIEGG | |
(continuing) | |
This isn't the way I wanted to | |
meet you, son. This isn't how | |
your mother and I planned it. I | |
don't want to give up on her, but | |
she's been gone a month. There's | |
little hope she's lasted this long. | |
Silence. Then ANAKIN stands up. | |
OWEN | |
Where are you going? | |
ANAKIN | |
To find my mother. | |
PADME | |
No, Annie! | |
CLIEGG | |
She's daed, son. Accept it. | |
ANAKIN | |
I can feel her pain, and I will | |
find her. I know she's alive. | |
ANAKIN turns abruptly. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, HOMESTEAD, MOISTURE FARM - LATE DAY | |
ANAKIN stands looking across the desert. PADME comes running out of the homestead after him, followed by OWEN. ANAKIN turns to PADME. | |
ANAKIN | |
You are going to have to stay | |
here. These are good people, | |
Padme. You'll be safe. | |
OWEN | |
Take my speeder bike. | |
PADME | |
Anakin... | |
PADME hugs him. ANAKIN walks over to Owen's speeder bike, which is standing close by. | |
ANAKIN | |
I trust you'll watch over her, | |
Owen. | |
OWEN | |
Don't worry. | |
ANAKIN swings onto the bike. The engine fires. | |
ANAKIN | |
I won't be long. | |
ANAKIN takes off across the desert. PADME watches him go. | |
EXT. SPACE, GEONOSIS | |
The red planet of Geonosis is circled by a large asteroid field that form rings. Jango Fett's ship appears, heading toward it. | |
INT. COCKPIT, FETT SHIP, SPACE, GEONOSIS | |
JANGO FETT grins at BOBA FETT. | |
JANGO FETT | |
Nearly there, son. | |
JANGO FETT guides he ship around the asteroids. Suddenly: | |
BOBA FETT | |
Dad, look!! | |
On the view screen, Obi-Wan's ship appears, chasing after them. JANGO FETT grabs the controls. They are thrown around as the ship plummets to try to lose OBI-WAN. | |
JANGO FETT | |
Hang on! | |
The ship goes into a power-climb. A GREAT SPACE DDOGFIGHT ensues between OBI-WAN and JANGO FETT. | |
EXT. SPACE, GEONOSIS | |
The ships flip, roll, and turn at incredible speed, didging, weaving and firing. They tumble from near misses. Hits fly off Obi-Wan's fighter as one of Jango's missiles gets through. | |
Finally, it seems as if OBI-WAN is getting the upper hand. JANGO FETT breaks off the fight and dives sharply. He maneuvers deftly between two huge asteroids. | |
In JANGO FETT'S COCKPIT, BOBA FETT flinches as asteroids pass very close by. | |
BOBA FETT | |
Dad! Watch out! | |
JANGO FETT | |
Stay calm, son. We'll be fine. | |
That Jedi won't be able to follow | |
us through this. | |
But Obi-Wan ship dives into the asteroid belt after them. | |
IN OBI-WAN'S COCKPIT, his skill is pushed to the limit as he throws the ship from side to side, avoiding great rocks. Then a huge asteroid tumbles across his path. There seem no way he can avoid it. OBI-WAN fires a couple of aerial torpedoes. They streak toward the asteroid. | |
IN JANGO'S COCKPIT, they see the huge explosion as Obi-Wan's ship appears to smash into the asteroid. | |
BOBA FETT | |
Got him! Yeahhhhh! | |
JANGO FETT | |
We won't see him again. | |
BOBA FETT laughs. Jango Fett's ship emerges from the asteroid belt and heads down toward the planet of Geonosis. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, DESERT, JAWA CAMP - SUNSET | |
ANAKIN stands in the middle of a crowd of JAWAS. He asks them from directions. The JAWAS confer exicitedly, then the CHIEF JAWA points in a particular direction. ANAKIN gets on the bike and speeds off to where the JAWA pointed. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, DUNE SEA, CAMPFIRE - TWILIGHT | |
ANAKIN rides over a large dune toward a small flickering light in the distance. | |
He rides up and stops the bike in front of a campfire. There are bodies of THREE DEAD FARMERS lying beside the campfire. TWO EOPIES are thethered nearby, along with a burned and smoking speeder. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, LANDSCAPE (FULL MOON) - NIGHT | |
THREE DIFFERENT SHOTS. ANAKIN rids the speeder bike through three exotic landscapes. In one shot, he stops and looks down at some tracks. Then he starts up his speeder and rides off. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, DESERT, HOMESTEAD (FULL MOON) - NIGHT | |
The lights of the vaporators blink in the night sky. Somewhere close by, a night animal HOWLS. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, HOMESTEAD, COURTYARD (FULL MOON) - NIGHT | |
PADME is pacing the courtyard restlessly. She stops, listening to the animal HOWLING nearby. She shivers slightly, then turns and goes into the garage at the side of the courtyard. | |
INT. TATOOINE, HOMESTEAD - GARAGE (FULL MOON) - NIGHT | |
PADME stands looking at a speeder parked in the garage. Short silence. Then: | |
C-3PO | |
Please don't leave us, Miss Padme. | |
These people need your help. | |
THREEPIO is parked in a corner. | |
PADME | |
I'm not leaving, Threepio. I just | |
can't sleep. | |
C-3PO | |
That's something I cannot relate | |
to. As a Protocol Droid, I'm | |
either active or inactive. | |
There's no in-between. | |
PADME | |
I guess you're lucky. | |
C-3PO | |
Do you really think so..? I | |
suppose I shouldn't expect... | |
PADME | |
You're not happy here? | |
C-3PO | |
Oh, I'm not unhappy... and my | |
masters here ar so kind I | |
wouldn't wish to trouuble them, | |
it's just... being like this... | |
well, it's embarrassing. | |
PADME | |
Being like what? | |
C-3PO | |
Naked. If you pardon the | |
expression. You see, when Master | |
Annie made me, he never quite | |
found the time to give me any | |
outer covering. It's so | |
humiliating. How would you like it | |
if you had to go around with all | |
your circuits showing? | |
PADME | |
I guess I wouldn't like it at all. | |
C-3PO | |
Of course you wouldn't. Nobody | |
would. It's simply not protocol. | |
PADME looks thoughtfully at a pile of spare parts and bits of metal and tools. | |
PADME | |
Maybe we can do something about it. | |
C-3PO | |
I don't think so. Only Master | |
Annie... | |
PADME | |
Why not? They seem to have a box | |
of old coverings here. | |
C-3PO | |
Oh? How observant of you, Miss | |
Padme. Of course, I'm just not | |
mechanically minded... if you see | |
what I mean. | |
PADME picks up a piece of metal and holds it against him. | |
PADME | |
Let's see, if we put this... | |
here... | |
C-3PO | |
Ooooh! That's tickles. | |
PADME | |
You'll have to be quiet, Threepio. | |
Hold still, please. | |
EXT. SPACE, GEONOSIS RINGS | |
A huge chunk of rock tumbles slowly through the asteroid bely. CAMERA CLOSES, to discover Obi-Wan's Starship hidden in a blasted-out area on the pitted back side of the great rock. | |
INT. COCKPIT, JEDI FIGHTER, SPACE, GEONOSIS RINGS | |
OBI-WAN looks out toward Geonosis and sees in the distance a large fleet of Trade Federation Ships hidden among the asteroids. He starts the engines of his fighter. | |
Obi-Wan's Fighter moves out from the back side of the asteroid and heads away from the asteroid field, descending toward Geonosis. | |
EXT. GEONOSIS, LANDING AREA - NIGHT | |
Obi-Wan's ship skims across the top of a small mesa along the edge of a rocky ridge. He maneuvers under a rock overhang and lands. He gets out of the Fighter and walks onto the mesa. The wind whips at him. He looks around. | |
Geonosis is a red rock planet, featureless apart from buttes and mesas, and occasional tall stalagmites that stand out dramatically on the arid plains. | |
The night is quiet, except for an occasional WEIRD CRY. OBI-WAN checks his bearings, then heads away. | |
EXT. GEONOSIS, ROCK FACE TRAIL - NIGHT | |
OBI-WAN climbs a steep, narrow trail. Suddenly, a CRY is heard close by. OBI-WAN stumbles slightly. His foot slips on the edge, sending a stream of peblles skittering into the darkness. | |
OBI-WAN listens. Silence. He draws his lightsaber but does not ignite it. | |
He sets off again and works his way around a narrow corner, to confront a crouching MASSIFF (a dog-sized lizard) with slavering fangs! The beast leaps at him, and OBI-WAN ignites his lightsaber as the MASSIFF knocks him on his back. Its jaws open wide. OBI-WAN stabs the creature, throws it off of him, and jumps up. | |
A SECOND MASSIFF jumps from behind. OBI-WAN swings around and cuts it in half. The MASSIFF flies over the cliff, HOWLING. It plummets to its death hundreds of feet below. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, CLIFF (FULL MOON) - NIGHT | |
ANAKIN pulls up near the edge of a cliff. He gets off the bike and creeps to the edge. He looks over to see a Tusken camp in the oasis below. One of the huts at the edge of the camp has TWO TUSKEN GUARDS outside it. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, TUSKEN RAIDER CAMP, OASIS (FULL MOON) - NIGHT | |
ANAKIN creeps through the camp, working his way from hut to hut, flattening himself against the wall,s overhearing snatches of Tusken conversation from inside, using the shadows to him him until he arrives at the hut with the TWO GUARDS. They are sitting a short distance from the door. ANAKIN wriggles around the black. He takes out his lightsaber and cuts into the base of the wall. | |
INT. TUSKEN RAIDER HUTT - NIGHT | |
The lightsaber completes the hole in the wall. ANAKIN wriggles in. He pulls himself to his feet. There are candles everywhere. | |
A shaft of moonlight from a hole in the roof pierces the gloom of the hut. By its light, ANAKIN sees SHMI, hanging from a wooden frame in the middle of the hut. | |
He cuts her free, takes her into his arms, and lowers her gently to the ground. Her eyes are closed. Her face is bloodied. She has been | |
terribly beaten. Anakin cradles her tenderly. | |
ANAKIN | |
Mom... Mom... Mom... | |
SHMI'S eyelids flutter - and barely open. They are caked with blood. | |
SHMI | |
Annie...? Is it you? | |
SHMI'S eyes focus slowly. ANAKIN gives a little choking gasp. | |
ANAKIN | |
I m here, Mom. You re safe. Hang | |
on. I m going to get you out of | |
here... | |
SHMI | |
I m so glad... to see you, | |
Annie... Now... I am complete... | |
ANAKIN | |
Just stay with me, Mom. I m going | |
to make you well again. | |
Everything s going to be fine. | |
SHMI | |
You look so handsome. My son... | |
my grown-up son. I m so proud of | |
you, Annie... so proud... I missed | |
you so much... I love... | |
SHMI dies. ANAKIN draws her to his breast. There is silence for a moment. ANAKIN lifts his head, listening for a moment, then he sits on the floor of the Tusken hut, cradling his dead mother in his arms. | |
EXT. GEONOSIS, ROCK FACE TRAIL - NIGHT | |
OBI-WAN arrives at the head of the trail. Far below, a flat plain stretches into the distance. He stop, peering into the darkness, where strange shapes loom indistinctly. | |
OBI-WAN takes a pair of electronic binoculars from his belt and puts them to his eyes. He sees a cluster of great towers like fantastic stalagmites rise from the plain below. | |
SLOW PAN with the binoculars, and suddenly a line of Battle Starships come into view. OBI-WAN touches the viewfinder. Between fifty and a hundred Federation Starships in near rows. Some are on platforms that are carrying the Starships diwn to an underground facility. Other platforms are rising to the surface. They carry THOUSANDS of BATTLE DROIDS that step off and file into the waiting ships. A fully loaded Starship takes off. OBI-WAN swings the binoculars upward, to see more Federation Starships. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, TUSKEN RAIDER CAMP, OASIS - DAWN | |
The pale light grows. Thin tendrils of smoke rise slowly in the cold, clear air. Somewhere an dog BARKS. An OLD WOMAN comes out of one of the huts. She carries a pail. She swirls it and tosses the dirty water onto the ground. | |
As she goes back inside the hut, a TUSKEN CHILD runs past, dragging a stick in the sand. The CHILD runs through the line of huts, turns a corner, and stops suddenly, staring at the bodies of the TWO TUSKEN GUARDS. Between them, ANAKIN stands outside the hut door. His face is a grim mask. The CHILD stares, then there is a FLASH OF LIGHT as Anakin s lightsaber switches on. | |
EXT. GEONOSIS, LANDING AREA - NIGHT | |
OBI-WAN comes running back to his ship and climbs into the cockpit. He settles into his seat. His ARFOUR DROID beeps a happy greeting. OBI-WAN switches on his comlink. | |
OBI-WAN | |
"Guiding light" to "old folks | |
home." | |
EXT. CORUSCANT, REPUBLIC EXECUTIVE BUILDING - DAY | |
LOW ANGLE. A line of reflecting pools with splashing fountains flanked by statues on each side leads to the main entrance to the awesome building. | |
INT. CORUSCANT, CHANCELLOR'S OFFICE | |
A hologram of OBI-WAN flickers in front of a group, made up of Jedi (YODA, MACE WINDU, and KI-ADI-MUNDI) and Senators (BAIL ORGANA, ASK AAK, LUMINARA, and JAR JAR). PALPATINE and MAS AMEDDA are in the middle of the group, watching with growing concern. | |
OBI-WAN | |
...Starships from the Trade | |
Federation and the Commerce Guilds | |
are taking deliveries of battle | |
droids from the foundries on | |
Geonosis. | |
BAIL ORGANA | |
That's outrageous! The treaty | |
forbids the Trade Federation from | |
building up an army. What are | |
they doing?! | |
OBI-WAN | |
The droid foundry seems to be | |
working at full capacity. I am | |
going to go down and investigate. | |
I will bring Jango Fett back home | |
for interrogation. | |
PALPATINE | |
Those Geonosian foundries are part | |
of the Techno Union. We will call | |
in their representatives and ask | |
them a few very pointed questions. | |
OBI-WAN | |
One more thing. Jango mentioned | |
he was recruited by someone named | |
Darth Tyranus. Any idea who that | |
might be? | |
YODA | |
With the forename Darth, a Sith he | |
must be. | |
MACE WINDU | |
Our missing apprentice. They are | |
playing their hand at last. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Do you believe he could be the | |
mysterious Sido-Dyas, who made the | |
deal for the clone army? | |
YODA | |
Perhaps too many pieces are missing | |
from this puzzle, there are. | |
MACE WINDU | |
Be careful, Obi-Wan. This | |
investigation is becoming less | |
than routine. Do you need help? | |
OBI-WAN | |
Let me see if I can figure out | |
what's going on first. | |
The hologram of OBI-WAN fades off. PALPATINE stares at the spot where the hologram was in disbelief. | |
BAIL ORGANA | |
The Commerce Guilds are preparing | |
for war... there can be no doubt | |
of that. | |
PALPATINE | |
Count Dooku must have made a | |
treaty with them. | |
MACE WINDU | |
We must stop them soon before | |
they're fully ready. | |
SENATOR ASK AAK | |
The debate is over, we need | |
that clone army now! | |
BAIL ORGANA | |
Unfortunately, the debate is not | |
over. The Senate will never be | |
able to approve the use of that | |
army before the separatists | |
attack. | |
Mas Amedda, who had been silent up until now suddenly speaks up. | |
MAS AMEDDA | |
This is a crisis! If the Senate | |
votes the Chancellor emergency | |
powers, he could approve the use | |
of the army in a minute. | |
PALPATINE | |
Please, please, I don't wish to | |
have emergency powers. That's too | |
extreme a solution. It's akin to | |
a dictatorship. We must rely on | |
the Jedi. Master Yoda, how many | |
are available to go to Geonosis? | |
MACE WINDU and YODA look at one another. | |
YODA | |
Two Hundred,... less or more. | |
BAIL ORGANA | |
With all due respect for the Jedi | |
Order, two hundred will be no | |
match for hundreds of thousands of | |
battle droids. | |
MACE WINDU | |
Patience. We should wait for Obi- | |
Wan to report back. We don't know | |
that Count Dooku has made a treaty | |
with the Corporate Alliance, it's | |
speculation. | |
SENATOR ASK AAK | |
But we must prepare for the worst. | |
I'm going to propose a motion | |
granting emergency powers to the | |
Chancellor at the next session. We | |
must not wait! | |
PALPATINE | |
Out of the question, Senator! You | |
and I are too closely aligned. | |
The issue will become partisan and | |
debates will begin. The proposal | |
must come from a neutral source. | |
MAS AMEDDA | |
If only Senator Amidala were here. | |
JAR JAR steps forward from the back of the group. | |
JAR JAR | |
Supreme Chancellor... my august | |
colleagues, I would be proud to | |
propose the motion in question. | |
This is a grave situation, and I'm | |
sure Senator Amidala, and the | |
Queen of Naboo would agree. | |
SENATOR ASK AAK | |
Thank you, Representative Binks. | |
Silence. Then PALPATINE sighs deeply. | |
PALPATINE | |
If called upon, I will serve. But | |
it will be the saddest day of my | |
life. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, DESERT, HOMESTEAD MOISTURE FARM - DAY | |
All is quiet. BERU comes out of the house. She goes to a moisture line and starts to draw water. | |
INT. TATOOINE, HOMESTEAD, GARAGE - DAY | |
PADME fixes the last piece of covering onto THREEPIO. | |
PADME | |
There! | |
PADME stands back. OWEN is with her. They look at THREEPIO. He isn't the golden figure we know because PADME has had to use whatever stuff she could findin the garage. He is multi-coloured in several textures, but he is complete. | |
C-3PO | |
Um. How do I look? | |
OWEN | |
Great! You look perfect. | |
C-3PO | |
Perfect? Oh, Miss Padme, I'm so | |
happy! | |
(extending his hand to shake hers) | |
Oh, pardon me. | |
THREEPIO drops his hand and bows formally. | |
THREEPIO | |
(continuing) | |
Thank you. | |
He forgets formality and hugs her. PADME hugs him back, laughing. | |
C-3PO | |
(continuing) | |
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! | |
OWEN | |
(grinning) | |
Well, Padme, I think he should be | |
yours from now on... I know that | |
is what my Mom would want. | |
C-3PO | |
Oh, my! | |
Then suddenly, from outside: | |
BERU (V.O.) | |
Come topside, everybody! He's | |
back! He's back! | |
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INT. TATOOINE, HOMESTEAD, GARAGE - DAY | |
A rough hologram of OBI-WAN is projected onto the garage by ARTOO. ANAKIN, PADME and THREEPIO watch the flickering image. | |
OBI-WAN | |
...Alliance have pledged their | |
armies to Count Dooku and are | |
forming an... Wait!... ah... | |
attack... I don't... make it... | |
aaaggghhh! | |
The hologram cuts off. ANAKIN jumps up, agitated. | |
ANAKIN | |
I'm going after him! | |
PADME | |
I thought the first thing he said | |
was to retransmit his message to | |
Coruscant. | |
ANAKIN | |
Yeah, you're right, you're right. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, HOMESTEAD, MOISTURE FARM - LATE DAY | |
ANAKIN, PADME, ARTOO and THREEPIO leave the homestead, waving to CLIEGG, OWEN and BERU as they go into the desert. | |
INT. COCKPIT, NABOO STARSHIP - SUNSET | |
ANAKIN sits down in the cockpit with PADME. THREEPIO is behind them. ARTOO is beside him. They are watching a hologram of MACE WINDU. | |
MACE WINDU | |
We will deal with Count Dooku. The | |
most important thing for you, | |
Anakin, is to stay where you are. | |
Protect the Senator at all costs. | |
That is your priority. | |
ANAKIN | |
Understood, Master. | |
The hologram switches off. PADME is looking at the readout on the ship's control panel. | |
PADME | |
They'll never get there in time to | |
save him. They have to come half | |
way across the galaxy. Look, | |
Geonosis is less than a parsec away. | |
PADME starts to hit buttons and flick switches. ANAKIN puts a hand over hers, stopping her. She stares at him. | |
ANAKIN | |
If he's still alive. | |
PADME | |
Annie, are you just going to sit | |
here and let him die?? He's your | |
friend... your mentor... | |
ANAKIN | |
...He's like my father, but you | |
heard Master Windu. He gave me | |
strict orders to stay here. | |
PADME | |
He gave you strict orders to | |
protect me... | |
PADME pulls her hand free and flicks more switches. The engines fire. | |
PADME | |
(continuing) | |
...and I'm going to save Obi-Wan. | |
So if you plan to protect me, you | |
will have to come along. | |
ANAKIN grins and takes the controls. | |
EXT. TATOOINE, BLUFF OVERLOOKING HOMESTEAD - SUNSET | |
The Naboo Starship rises from the bluff and zooms away. | |
EXT. CORUSCANT, JEDI TEMPLE - DAY | |
TWO HUNDRED JEDI KNIGHTS are assembling outside the huge center of the Jedi Order. | |
INT. CORUSCANT, JEDI TEMPLE, COUNCIL CHAMBER - DAY | |
The JEDI COUNCIL are assembled as MACE WINDU makes his plea. | |
MACE WINDU | |
The longer we wait, the stronger | |
Dooku's armies become. We cannot | |
wait for the Senate to make up its | |
mind about granting the Chancellor | |
emergency powers, in order to be | |
able to use that clone army... We | |
have the authority to go now. We | |
must go now. | |
All of the JEDI COUNCIL nod their approval. | |
YODA | |
Agreed, Master Windu. Two hundred | |
Jedi send. Enough, let's hope | |
they are. | |
INT. CORUSCANT, MAIN SENATE CHAMBER - DAY | |
Inside the great rotunda, the UPROAR is even louder. Opposing SENATOES yell furiously at one another. | |
MAS AMEDDA | |
Order! Order!! | |
Finally, the uproar dies. | |
PALPATINE | |
In the regrettable absence of | |
Senator Amidala, the chair | |
recognises Senior | |
Representative of Naboo, Jar Jar | |
Binks. | |
Amid the conflicting storm of CHEERS AND BOOS, JAR JAR, with TWO GUNGAN AIDES, floats on his pod to the middle of the vast space. He looks at PALPATINE nervously. PALPATINE nods. JAR JAR clears his throat. | |
JAR JAR | |
Senators, dellow felagates... | |
Laughter. Jeers. JAR JAR blushes. | |
MAS AMEDDA | |
Order! The Senate will accord the | |
Representative the courtesy of a | |
hearing! | |
Comparative quiet. JAR JAR grips the edge of the podium. | |
JAR JAR | |
In response to the direct threat | |
to the Republic from the | |
Confederacy of Independent | |
Systems, I propose that the Senate | |
gives immediate emergency powers to | |
the Supreme Chancellor. | |
Uproar. JAR JAR looks a little sheepish. | |
JAR JAR | |
(continuing) | |
Who can deny these are exceptional | |
times? Exceptional times demand | |
exceptional measures! | |
Exceptional measures demand | |
exceptional men! | |
ORN FREE TAA | |
We won't support a dictator. | |
SHOUTS of agreement. | |
JAR JAR | |
That is the sentiment every one of | |
us agrees with! And when the | |
shadow of war has dispersed and | |
the bright day of liberty has | |
dawned once again, the power we now | |
give to the Supreme Chancellor | |
will be gladly, and swiftly | |
returned. Out ancient liberties | |
will be restored to us, burnished | |
even more brightly than before! | |
Brief silence, then a rolling wave of APPLAUSE. JAR JAR beams and bows. | |
PALPATINE rises. | |
PALPATINE | |
It is with great reluctance that | |
I have agreed to this calling. I | |
love democracy... I love the | |
Republic. The fact that this | |
crisis is demanding I be given | |
absolute power to tule over you is | |
evident. But I am mild by nature | |
and have no desire to destroy | |
the democratic process. The power you | |
give me I will lay down when this | |
crisis has abated, I promise you. | |
And all I ask in return is when my | |
current term of office is over, | |
you allow me to reture and live | |
out my life in peace. | |
MAS AMEDDA | |
We shall proceed to the vote. All | |
those in favor of granting | |
emergency powers to the Supreme | |
Chancellor, signal ate at this | |
time... those opposed? | |
EXT. SPACE | |
The Naboo Starship heads toward the rings of Geonosis. | |
EXT. GEONOSIS, LANDING AREA | |
The Naboo Starship lands. | |
INT. COCKPIT, NAOO STARFIGHTER - DAY | |
ANAKIN switches off the engines. ARTOO and THREEPIO are in the navigation area of the cockpit. PADME is in the co-pilot's seat. She gets up. | |
ANAKIN | |
Hey, where are you going? | |
PADME | |
To find Obi-Wan. | |
ANAKIN gets up and goes over to her. | |
ANAKIN | |
No! You're not! | |
He grabs her arm. | |
PADME | |
Let go of me! | |
ANAKIN | |
I'm not letting you go out there. | |
It's too dangerous. | |
PADM | |
What?!? | |
ANAKIN | |
It's my job to protect you. I said | |
it's too dangerous. You're not | |
going, and that's final! | |
PADM | |
Don't you give me orders, Annie! | |
I'm a Senator of the Galactic | |
Republic. You have no authority | |
to contain me, restrain me, or | |
direct me! You remember your | |
place, young man. | |
(standing up) | |
Now you can come along and protect | |
me or stay here. It's up to you. | |
PADME storms out of the cockpit of the Naboo Starfighter. ANAKIN stands scratching his head, then follows. | |
ARTOO BEEPS and WHISTLES. | |
C-3PO | |
Yes, it is, Artoo. Most | |
confusing. One moment they're | |
generating a pleasant mutual | |
attraction and the next, waves of | |
violent hostility. Even though | |
I'm programmed to understand them, | |
I doubt if I ever shall. | |
ARTOO WHISTLES a plaintive sigh. | |
INT. GEONOSIS, CORRIDORS - DAY | |
ANAKIN and PADME enter the stalagmite city. They stop, looking around in wonder at the emptiness. | |
PADME | |
(in a low voice) | |
It's empty! | |
They start forward. As they pass, the surface of the pillars seems to pulse slowly and move. High above WINGED CREATURES grow from the pillars and detach themselves. | |
INT. GEONOSIS, CENTRAL SQUARE - DAY | |
ANAKIN and PADME cross the square, reaching the middle. They stop suddenly as FOUR GEONOSIANS grabs them. ANAKIN reaches for his lightsaber. | |
PADME | |
Wait! | |
TWENTY WINGED GEONOSIANS carrying weapons alight on the flagstones in front of them. | |
The GEONOSIANS part, and COUNT DOOKU appears. He bows courteously. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
Senator Amidala, I've heard so | |
much about you. | |
PADM | |
Count Dooku, I assume. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
I'm delighted to meet you at | |
last. We have a great deal to | |
discuss, Senator. I hope you can | |
keep your young Jedi under control. | |
PADM | |
Don't worry he's housebroken. | |
INT. CONFERENCE ROOM (GEONOSIS) - DAY | |
COUNT DOOKU sits at a large conference table with PADME on the far | |
side. ANAKIN stands behind her with FOUR GEONOSIANS GUARDS standing behind him. JANGO FETT stands behind COUNT DOOKU, and SIX GEONOSIAN GUARDS stand behind him. | |
PADM | |
You are holding a Jedi Knight, Obi- | |
Wan Kenobi. I am formally | |
requesting you turn him over to | |
me, now. | |
DOOKU | |
He has been convicted of | |
espionage, Senator, and will be | |
executed. In just a few hours, I | |
believe. | |
COUNT DOOKU smiles. | |
PADM | |
He is an officer of the Republic. | |
You can't do that. | |
DOOKU | |
We don't recognise the Republic | |
here, Senator. But if Naboo were | |
to join our Alliance, I could | |
easily hear your plea for clemency. | |
ANAKIN grabs his lightsaber but doesn't turn it on. | |
PADM | |
And if I don't join your | |
rebellion, I assume this Jedi with | |
me will also die? | |
DOOKU | |
I don't wish to make you to join | |
our cause against your will, | |
Senator, but you are a rational, | |
honest representative of your | |
people and I assume you want to do | |
what's in their best interest. | |
Aren't you fed up with the | |
corruption, the bureaucrats, the | |
hypocrisy of it all?.. Aren't | |
you? Be honest, Senator. | |
PADM | |
The ideals are still alive, Count, | |
even if the institution is failing. | |
DOOKU | |
You believe in the same ideals we | |
believe in! The same ideals we | |
are striving to make prominent. | |
PADM | |
If what you say is true, you | |
should stay in the Republic and | |
help Chancellor Palpatine put | |
things right. | |
DOOKU | |
The Chancellor means well, M'Lady | |
but he is incompetent. He has | |
promised to cut the bureaucracy, | |
but the bureaucrats are stronger | |
than ever, no? Senator, the | |
Republic cannot be fixed. It is | |
time to start over. The | |
democratic process in the Republic | |
is a sham, a shell game played | |
on the voters. It will not be long | |
before the cult of greed, called | |
the Republic, will lose even the | |
pretext of democracy and freedom. | |
PADM | |
I cannot believe that. I will not | |
forsake all I have honoured and | |
worked for and betray the | |
Republic. I know of your treaties | |
with the Trade Federation, the | |
Commerce Guilds, and the others, | |
Count. What is happening here is | |
not government that has been | |
bought out by business... it's | |
business becoming government! | |
DOOKU | |
Are you willing to betray your Jedi | |
friends? Without your co-operation | |
I can do nothing to stop their | |
execution. | |
PADM | |
What is to happen to me? Am I to be | |
executed also? | |
DOOKU | |
I wouldn't think of such an | |
offence. But, there are | |
individuals who have a strong | |
interest in your demise, M'lady. | |
It has nothing to do with | |
politics, I'm afraid. It's purely | |
personal, and they have already | |
paid great sums to have you | |
assassinated. I'm sure they will | |
push hard to have you included in | |
the executions. I'm sorry but if | |
you are not going to co-operate, I | |
must turn you over to the | |
Geonosians for justice. I've done | |
all I can for you. | |
JANGO FETT moves over to ANAKIN. | |
JANGO FETT | |
I'll take that weapon. | |
ANAKIN hesitates. | |
DOOKU | |
You may cause a lot of bloodshed, | |
my young Jedi, but you will not | |
escape. | |
PADM | |
Anakin... | |
ANAKIN hands his lightsaber over to JANGO FETT. | |
INT. GEONOSIS, HIGH AUDIENCE CHAMBER - DAY | |
ANAKIN and PADME are standing in the centre of what looks like a courtroom. Seated before them in a tall, boxed-off area is POGGLE THE LESSER, Archduke of Geonosis. He is accompanied by his underling, SUN RIT. Off to one side the Separatist Senators PO NUDU, TESSEK, and TOONBUCK TOORA. Next to them are the Commerce Dignitaries, SHU MAI, NUTE GUNRAY, PASSEL ARGENTE, WAT TAMBOR and SAN HILL of the Intergalactic Bank Clan. Along the wall about a HUNDRED GEONOSIANS wait for a verdict. | |
SUN RIT | |
You have been charged and found | |
guilty of Espionage. | |
POGGLE | |
Do you have anything to say before | |
your sentence is carried out? | |
PADM | |
You are committing an act of war, | |
Archduke. I hope you are prepared | |
for the consequences. | |
POGGLE laughs. COUNT DOOKU simply smiles. | |
POGGLE | |
We build weapons, Senator... that | |
is our business! Of course we're | |
prepared! | |
NUTE GUNRAY | |
Get on with it. Carry out the | |
sentence. I want to see her suffer. | |
POGGLE | |
Your other Jedi friend is waiting | |
for you, Senator. Take them to | |
the arena! | |
FOUR GUARDS take hold of PADME and ANAKIN. They are escorted out of the chamber to the sounds of chuckling. | |
INT. GEONOSIS TUNNEL TO EXECUTION ARENA - DAY | |
In the gloomy tunnel, ANAKIN and PADME are tossed into an open cart. The murmur of a vast crowd is heard offscreen. GUARDS extend their arms along the framework and tie them so that they stand facing each other. | |
The DRIVER gets up onto his seat. | |
ANAKIN | |
Don't be afraid. | |
PADM | |
I'm not afraid to die. I've been | |
dying a little bit each day since | |
you came back into my life. | |
ANAKIN | |
What are you talking about? | |
PADM | |
I love you. | |
ANAKIN | |
You love me?! I thought we | |
decided not to fall in love. That | |
we would be forced to live a lie. | |
That it would destroy our lives... | |
PADM | |
I think our lives are about to be | |
destroyed anyway. My love for you | |
is a puzzle, Annie, for which I | |
have no answers. I can't control | |
it... and now I don't care. I | |
truly, deeply love you, and before | |
we die I want you to know. | |
PADME leans toward ANAKIN. By straining hard, it is just possible for | |
their lips to meet. They kiss. | |
ANAKIN | |
I have no desire to be cured of | |
this love either. Long or short, | |
I vow to spend the rest of my life | |
with you. | |
They kiss again. | |
The DRIVER cracks his whip over the ORRAY harnessed between the shafts. The cart jerks forward. Suddenly, there isa HUGE ROAR and blinding sunlight as they emerge into the arena | |
INT. GEONOSIS, EXECUTION ARENA - DAY | |
The great stadium is packed with tier upon tier of yelling GEONOSIANS. The cart trundles to the center, where OBI-WAN is chained to one of four upright posts thatare three feet in diameter. The cart stops. PADME and ANAKIN are taken down, dragged to posts, and chained to them. PADME is in the center. | |
OBI-WAN | |
I was beginning to wonder if you | |
had gotten my message. | |
ANAKIN | |
I retransmitted it as you | |
requested, Master. Then we decided | |
to come and rescue you. | |
OBI-WAN | |
It looks like you're going a good | |
job so far. | |
Their arms are pulled high above their heads, and the cart drives away. There is another ROAR as POGGLE THE LESSER, COUNT DOOKU, NUTE GUNRAY, THE FETTS and DIGNITARIES arrive in the archducal box and take their places. | |
SUN RIT | |
The felons before you have been | |
convicted of espionage against the | |
Sovereign System of Geonosis. | |
Their sentence of death is to be | |
carried out in this public arena | |
henceforth. | |
The crowd ROARS and CHEERS. In the box, POGGLE THE LESSER rises. The crowd becomes quiet. | |
POGGLE | |
Let the executions begin! | |
The crowd goes wild. | |
ANAKIN | |
I have a bad feeling about this. | |
From different gates around the arena, THREE MONSTERS are driven in. One is a REEK (bull-like), one is a NEXU (lion-like), and one is an ACKLAY (a kind of dino-lobster). They are driven in by PICADORS carrying long spears and riding ORRAYS. The PICADORS poke the MONSTERS toward the center, then retire to the perimeter. | |
The MONSTERS toss their heads, looking around, ROARING or SCREECHING. Then they catch sight of the THREE CAPTIVES and start moving toward them. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Take the one the left. I'll | |
take the one on the right. | |
ANAKIN | |
What about Padme? | |
PADME has turned around and is pulling herself up by the chain to the top of the post. Within a moment, she is standing on top of it, trying to pull the chain free. | |
OBI-WAN | |
It looks like she's already on top | |
of things. | |
The REEK charges ANAKIN. He jumps up, and the beast hits the post hard. ANAKIN lands onto its back, wrapping part of his chain around its horn. The REEK backs off, shaking its head angrily, which tears the chain from the post | |
OBI-WAN ducks around the post as the ACKLAY charges. It knocks the post flat, sending OBI-WAN sprawling. The ACKLAY crunches the post between its claws, freeing the chain. OBI-WAN leaps up and runs towards ONE of the PICADORS. The ACKLAY taks off after him. | |
The NEXU arrives at PADME'S post and rears on its hind legs. One top, PADME struggles to tear the chain free. The NEXU ROARS, displaying wicked, dripping fangs. | |
In the archducal box, NUTE GUNRAY beams and rubs his hands. | |
In the arena, OBI-WAN runs at the PICADOR. The ORRAY rears up. OBI-WAN grabs the PICADOR'S long spear and pole vaults over him. The chasing ACKLAY smashes into the ORRAY. It goes down. The PICADOR tumbles onto the sand, where he is grabbed by the ACKLAY and crunched. | |
ANAKIN's REEK starts to buck. It charges around the arena with ANAKIN hanging on for dear life. He whirls the free length of chain around his head and casts it into the REEK's mouth. Its jaws clamp hard on the chain. ANAKIN yanks hard on the chain, turning the REEK, beginning to ride it. | |
The NEXU's claws dig deep into the post. The cat-like creature reaches the top of the post and takes a swipe at PADME. She turns and the claw barely catches her shirt ripping it off, leaving superficial claw marks across her back. She hits the creature with her chain and it backs off down the pole. Then, PADME jumps off the post into the air. She swings around on the chain and whacks the beast hard on the head with both her feet. It tumbles back onto the sand. | |
In the archducal box: | |
NUTE GUNRAY | |
Foul!! She can't do that... shoot | |
her or something! | |
In the arena, OBI-WAN runs out from behind the fallen ORRAY and throws the spear at the ACKLAY, hitting it in the neck. It lets out a terrible SCREECH and turns on him. The NEXU springs up and makes to leap up at PADME again. She finally manages to work the chain loose. ANAKIN comes charging up on the REEK. | |
ANAKIN | |
You okay? | |
PADME | |
(nods, gasping) | |
Sure! Well, sort of. | |
ANAKIN | |
Jump!!! | |
The NEXU springs. PADME leaps from the top of the post to land on the REEK in front of ANAKIN. He hauls her upright. The REEK charges away, around the arena. The NEXU bounds after it. The REEK passes the wounded ACKLAY. The NEXU smells the blood and turns aside to attack the ACKLAY. The TWO MONSTERS fight. The crowd GROANS and BOOS. | |
In the archducal box, NUTE GUNRAY turns angrily to COUNT DOOKU. | |
NUTE GUNRAY | |
This isn't how it's supposed to | |
be! Jango, finish her off. | |
COUNT DOOKU motions for the bounty hunter to ptay put. BOBA FETT is enjoying the spectacle. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
(smiling enigmatically) | |
Patiece, Viceroy... she will die. | |
Maybe this is the way it's | |
supposed to end. | |
OBI-WAN runs and jumps on the back of the REEK behind ANAKIN. Across the arena, the NEXU, having chewed up the ACKLAY, starts to advance toward them. | |
INT. COCKPIT, NABOO STARSHIP - DAY | |
ARTOO BEEPS | |
C-3PO | |
Yes, it has been rather a long | |
time. Do you suppose something's | |
happened to them? | |
ARTOO BEEPS and WHISTLES. | |
C-3PO | |
(continuing) | |
Danger? Oh no, I shouldn't think | |
so. It looks a very dull planet | |
to me. They should be back | |
shortly. Just stop worrying, Artoo. | |
EXT. GEONOSIS, EXECUTION ARENA - DAY | |
In the archducal box, amid the uproar, COUNT DOOKU feels a tap on his shoulder. He turns to see MACE WINDU standing behind him. COUNT DOOKU masks his surprise elegantly as he surveys the arena and sees JEDI KNIGHTS standing at every entrance and exit. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
Master Windu, how pleasant of you | |
to join us. You're just in time | |
for the moment of truth. I would | |
think these two new boys of yours | |
could use a little more training. | |
MACE WINDU | |
Sorry to disappoint you, Dooku. | |
This party's over. | |
MACE WINDU signals, and at stategic places around the arena there are sudden flashes of light as about ONE HUNDRED JEDI switch on their lightsabers. The crowd is suddenly silent. COUNT DOOKU'S lips curl in slight amusement. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
(to Mace Windu) | |
Brave, but stupid, my old Jedi | |
friend. You're impossibly | |
outnumbered. | |
MACE WINDU | |
I don't think so. One Jedi has to | |
be worth a hundred Geonosians. | |
COUNT DOOKU looks around the great theater. His smile grows. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
It wasn't the Geonosians I was | |
thinking about. How well do you | |
think one Jedi will hold up | |
against a thousand battle droids? | |
COUNT DOOKU signals. THOUSANDS OF DROIDS start to pour into all parts of the arena. | |
MACE WINDU draws his lightsaber, JANGO FETT draws his guns and fires at MACE WINDU, who deflects the shots. JANGO FETT and MACE WINDU jump into the arena, where they fight. BOBA FETT wacthes his Dad and the Jedi Master fight. The battle beginss. GEONOSIANS fly away everywhere. DROIDS fire at JEDI, who deflect the bolts and cult down the DROIDS. The GEONOSIAN TROOPS fire ray guns that are more difficult for the JEDI to deflect. | |
The REEK and the NEXU are spooked by the battle. The REEK bucks the riders off its back and stampedes around the arena, trampling DROIDS and JEDI that have moved into its path. PADME picks up a discarded pistol and joins the fight. SEVERAL JEDI run to the center of the arena and toss lightsabers to OBI-WAN and ANAKIN. | |
Among the crowd, JEDI cut down swaths of GEONOSIANS and DROIDS. On the sand, JEDI fight, attacking DROIDS. OBI0WAN and ANAKIN swing their lightsabers, cutting DROIDS in half. PADME blasts away at DROIDS and GEONOSIANS. | |
INT. COCKPIT, NABOO STARSHIP | |
ARTOO whistles. | |
C-3PO | |
I don't hear anything. | |
(Artoo beeps) | |
You're scaring me! Stop imagining | |
things! | |
EXT. GEONOSIS, EXECUTION ARENA - DAY | |
Among the tiers, JEDI are slowly being driven back. They have killed heaps of GEONOSIANS and have kncoked out piles of DROIDS, but sheer numbers are telling. Individual JEDI are being cut down or blasted The rest are retreating into the arena. | |
ANAKIN and PADME are back-to-back, fighting DROIDS and flying GEONOSIANS. MACE WINDU fights fiercely with JANGO FETT. Finally, the bounty hunter falls. His helmet goes flying, bouncing down the steps, tumbling and rolling, kicked here and there by random feet. The bounty hunter's body falls to the ground. | |
MACE WINDU runs to the center of the arena and fights back-to-back with OBI-WAN, as they swipe and mangle DROIDS. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Someone's got to - shut down - | |
these droids. | |
MACE WINDU | |
Don't worry! It's being - taken | |
care of! | |
EXT. GEONOSIS, FEDERATION STARSHIP - DAY | |
KI-ADI-MUNDI leads a raiding party of about TWENTY JEDI through the lines of parked Battle Starships. They cut a swath through masses of DROIDS until they arrive at the Command Starship. Some JEDI fall. The rest cut their way up the ramps and into the Command Ship. | |
INT. COMMAND FEDERATION STARSHIP, CORRIDORS - DAY | |
KI-ADI-MUNDI and teh surviving JEDI fight their way through the corridors of the Command Ship, deflecting laser bolts, slicing DROIDS. | |
INT. COMMAND FEDERATION STARSHIP, CONTROL BRIDGE - DAY | |
THEY burst onto the bridge and chop down the COMMAND DROIDS. The NEIMOIDIANS flee in all directions. KE-ADI-MUNDI leans over the control panel. He locates the illuminated master switch and punches down on it. It goes dark. Instantly, all the DROIDS on the Starship and all the DROIDS in the arena FREEZE! | |
There is a moment of stunned silence, then the JEDI CHEER. One the bridge, PLO KOON claps KI-ADI-MUNDI on the back. | |
PLO KOON | |
We've done it! Now we have a | |
chance! | |
Suddenly, there is a harsh BEEPING SOUND. All the DROIDS on the Starship and all the DROIDS in the arena start fighting again! KI-ADI-MUNDI stares in disbelief and dismay. | |
KI-ADI-MUNDI | |
The system's off but they're still | |
active. That's a new feature. They | |
are independent of the control | |
system. | |
EXT. GEONOSIS, EXECUTION ARENA - DAY | |
MACE WINDU, OBI-WAN, ANAKIN, PADME and an exhausted group of about TWENTY JEDI stand in the center of the arena surrounded by a ring of BATTLE DROIDS. The bloodied sand around them is strewn with the bodies of DEAD GEONOSIANS, SHATTERED DROIDS and JEDI. | |
At the foot of some steps, BOBA FETT finds his father's battered helmet. He picks it up. | |
KI-ADI-MUNDI and the SURVIVORS from the raiding party are herded into the arena by SUPERDROIDS. From the encircling tiers above, THOUSANDS OF BATTLE DROIDS level their weapons menacingly. | |
In the archducal box, COUNT DOOKU lifts his hand. The DROIDS lower their weapons. The COUNT calls out to the JEDI. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
Master Windu! | |
Silence. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
(continuing) | |
You have fought gallantly. Worthy | |
of recognition in the history | |
archives of the Jedi Order. Now | |
it is finished. | |
(pauses briefly) | |
Surrender - and your lives will be | |
spared. | |
MACE WINDU | |
We will not be hostages for you to | |
barter with Dooku. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
Then, I'm sorry, old friend. You | |
will have to be destroyed. | |
The DROIDS raise their weapons. ANAKIN and PADME clasps hands tightly. COUNT DOOKU raises his hand to give the order to fire. PADME looks up suddenlt and whispers to ANAKIN. | |
PADME | |
Look! | |
Above, six Gunships are descending fast through the open area in the arena ceiling. They land in a cluster around the handful of JEDI. CLONE TROOPERS spill out and start firing at the DROIDS. There is a hellstorm of laserfire that bounces off the laser shields created by the Gunships. YODA appears at the door of one of the Gunships. | |
YODA | |
Come on - hurry! Hurry! | |
The SURVIVING JEDI dash to the Gunships and scramble in. MACE WINDU hangs on tight as the Gunship, firing all its weapons, rises out of the arena up and over the topmost rim. | |
EXT. GEONOSIS, TERRAIN OUTSIDE EXECUTION ARENA - DAY | |
The massed lines of parked Federation Starships and the DROIDS surrounding the arena, are themselves surrounded by thousands of Republic Starships, disgorging TENS OF THOUSANDS OF CLONE TROOPERS. Beyond, more Republic Starships are landing and spewing out troops. | |
INT. GUNSHIP NUMBER ONE - DAY | |
MACE WINDU stares at the incredible sight. | |
YODA | |
More battalions to the left. | |
Encircle them we must, then | |
divide. | |
The CLONE TROOPERS open fire with artillery. EXPLOSIONS wreck the parked Battle Starships. CLONE TROOPERS advance, firing at the massed DROIDS. FIGHTER DROIDS fly overhead, exchanging fire with the Gunships and JEDI fighters. | |
INT. COCKPIT, NABOO STARSHIP - DAY | |
THREEPIO and ARTOO see flashes outside of the ship, exploding everywhere. | |
C-3PO | |
I'm sure I heard something, this | |
time. Didn't you? It's probably | |
just a celebration | |
ARTOO lets out an EXHAUSTED BLEEP. | |
EXT. BATTLEFIELD, GEONOSIS LANDSCAPE - DAY | |
Gunship 2 skims the battlefield, firing down, deflecting answering fire from the droids. | |
INT. GUNSHIP NUMBER TWO - DAY | |
OBI-WAN, ANAKIN and PADME are at the open sides of the Gunship. CLONES fire down at the DROIDS below. | |
The Gunship slows, circling over a droid gun-emplacement. It blasts it, but suddenly the Gunship is rocked by a near miss. It lurches violently. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Hold on! Look over there... | |
Through the other side of the Gunship, they see a Geonosian Speeder racing past. In the open cockpit is the unmistakable figure of COUNT DOOKU. | |
ANAKIN | |
It's Dooku, go after him! | |
The PILOT starts to comply, but... there is a HUGE BLASTS, the ship lurches on its side, and PADME tumbles out. | |
ANAKIN | |
(continuing) | |
Padme!!! | |
ANAKIN stares down in horror as PADME hits thr ground below. | |
ANAKIN | |
(continuing; to pilot) | |
Put the ship down! Down! | |
OBI-WAN | |
No! Forget her. We have to go | |
after Dooku. | |
ANAKIN | |
No we're not!! Land this ship! | |
OBI-WAN | |
Don't let your personal feelings | |
get in the way. We've got a job to | |
do. | |
Below, PADME hauls herself to her feet and waves for them to go after DOOKU. | |
ANAKIN | |
I don't care!.. Go back. | |
OBI-WAN | |
Anakin! She's all right! Look. | |
ANAKIN stares out to see PADME rescued by CLONE TROOPERS. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(continuing) | |
Follow that speeder! | |
On the ground, PADME looks up at Gunship 2 as it speeds away after Count Dooku. OBI-WAN and ANAKIN follow the speeder to a Geonosian tower. The speeder decsends rapidly; the Gunship follows. | |
Count Dooku's speeder parks outside the tower; the Gunship parks next to it. OBI-WAN and ANAKIN leap down and run inside the tower. | |
INT. GEONOSIS, SECRET HANGER TOWER - LATE DAY | |
COUNT DOOKU throws switches on a control panel. His Interstellar Sail Ship is guarded by a SQUAD OF SUPER BATTLE DROIDS. The doors of the exit-port slide open. | |
DROID CAPTAIN | |
Your Excellency! | |
COUNT DOOKU turns as OBI-WAN and ANAKIN run in through the hanger doors. They draw their lightsabers. The DROIDS raise their weapons. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
That won't be necessary, Captain. | |
Stand down. And leave them to me. | |
The DROIDS lower their weapons and back off to the walls. COUNT DOOKU looks at OBI-WAN and ANAKIN with slight amusement. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(to Anakin) | |
We move in together - you slowly | |
on the... | |
ANAKIN | |
I'm taking him now! | |
OBI-WAN | |
Anakin, no! | |
ANAKIN | |
You'll pay for all the Jedi you've | |
killed today, Dooku. | |
ANAKIN charges across the open space at COUNT DOOKU, who smiles faintly, watching him come. ANAKIN raises his lightsaber. At the last moment, COUNT DOOKU thrusts out an arm, and ANAKIN is lifted up, hurled across the room, and slammed into the opposite wall. He slumps to the foot of the wall, semi-conscious. COUNT DOOKU moves toward OBI-WAN | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
Kenobi, isn't it? As you can see, | |
my Jedi powers are far beyond | |
yours. Now, back down. | |
OBI-WAN | |
I don't think so. | |
OBI-WAN lifts his lightsaber. COUNT DOOKU smiles. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
Ah, but if I must. | |
COUNT DOOKU draws his lightsaber. He and OBI-WAN start to circle each other. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
(continuing) | |
I have spent the last ten years | |
learning to use the power of the | |
Dark Side. It gives me infinitely | |
greater power. | |
OBI-WAN | |
You will have to prove it. | |
OBI-WAN comes in fast, swinging at COUNT DOOKU'S head. DOOKU parries the cut easily. As they fight, it quickly becomes clear that DOOKU is the complete swordsman - elegant, graceful, classical - a master of the old style. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
Grand Master Kenobi, you | |
disappoint me. Yoda holds you in | |
such high esteem. | |
COUNT DOOKU parried another cut. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
(continuing) | |
Surely you can do better...? | |
(parries) | |
No, I'm surprised. Has Jedi | |
swordsmanship degenerated so | |
quickly, or are you trying to make | |
fun of me? | |
(cuts) | |
Which is it? | |
COUNT DOOKU thrusts. OBI-WAN steps back quickly, panting for breath. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
(continuing) | |
come, come, Master Kenobi. Put me | |
out of my misery. | |
OBI-WAN takes a deep breath, gets a fresh grip on his lightsaber and comes in again. For a moment, he drives COUNT DOOKU back. Then Dooku's superior skill begins to tell again, and he forces OBI-WAN to retreat. | |
COUNT DOOKU increases the tempo of his attack. OBI-WAN is pushed to the limit to defend himself. DOOKU presses. His lightsaber flashes. | |
OBI-WAN is wounded in the shoulder, then the thigh. He stumbles back against the wall, trips, and falls. His lightsaber goes skittering across the floor. | |
COUNT DOOKU raises his lightsaber. OBI-WAN looks up helplessly. Dooku's lightsaber flashes down and CLASHES against - Anakin's lightsaber! COUNT DOOKU and ANAKIN stare eyeball to eyeball. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
(continuing) | |
That's brave of you, boy - but | |
foolish. I would have thought | |
you'd have learnt your lesson. | |
ANAKIN | |
I'm a slow learner. | |
And ANAKIN charges at COUNT DOOKU. The force of his attack catches the Count slightly off balance. Anakin's lightsaber flashes. COUNT DOOKU draws back, putting a hand to his arm. He takes the hand away and looks at the smear of blood whee Anakin has nicked him. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
You have unusual powers, young | |
Padawan. But not enought to save | |
you this time. | |
ANAKIN | |
Don't bet on it! | |
OBI-WAN | |
Anakin! | |
OBI-WAN uses the Force to catch his lightsaber and he tosses it to ANAKIN. With TWO LIGHTSABERS, ANAKIN attacks. COUNT DOOKU parries and ripostes. It is no contest. ANAKIN is driven back against the wall. He loses one lightsaber. Finally COUNT DOOKU, in one flashing move, sends Anakin's arm, cut at the elbow, flying still gripping his lightsaber. ANAKIN drops to the ground in agony. COUNT DOOKU draws himself up to deliver the coup de grace. | |
Suddenly, the great doors slide open. The DROIDS turn fast, raising their weapons. Through the thick smoke, emerges the heroic figure of YODA. He stops on the smoke-filled threashold, FOUR DROIDS lined up on either side of him, guns pointed. | |
Before the DROIDS can get off a shot, YODA raises his hand, and the DROIDS are flung against the far walls and crash to the floor in heaps of smoking metal. | |
Silence. COUNT DOOKU steps away from ANAKIN to face the Jedi Grand Master. His lightsaber whirls in a formal salute. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
Master Yoda. At last we shall | |
know who is the most powerful. | |
YODA draws a miniature lightsaber out of his cane. He salutes formally. | |
YODA | |
Count Dooku. No interest in | |
contests, do I have. | |
COUNT DOOKU charges across the space at YODA. He rains down blows upon the tiny figure. YODA doesn't budge an inch. For the first part of the contest, he parries every cut and thrust that Dooku aims. Nothing the great swordsman tries gets through. His energy drains. His strokes become feebler, slower. | |
YODA attacks! He flies forward. COUNT DOOKU is forced to retreat. Wprds are insufficient to describe the range and skill of Yoda's speed and swordplay. His lightsaber his a humming blur of light. | |
Count Dooku's lightsaber is sent cartwheeling from his hand. He staggers back, gasping and spent, against the control panel. YODA jumps onto DOOKU'S shoulders, and is about to drive the lightsaber into the top of the Count's head. | |
YODA | |
(continuing) | |
The end for you, Count, this is. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
...Not yet... | |
COUNT DOOKU raises his arms and knocks YODA off his shoulders and then, with all his might, he uses the Force to pull on one of the cranes in the hanger. It comes crashing down on OBI-WAN and ANAKIN. But in the blink of and eye, YODA is under the crane, holding it up, using the Force. YODA closes his eyes and concentrates. | |
ANAKIN is unconscious, and OBI0WAN tries toget out from under the crane. The fallen crane trembles and starts to life. Behind it, the sound of the Sail Ship's engines are heard starting up. | |
YODA concentrates harder. Slowly, the crane rises. The SOUND OF THE ENGINES increases. YODA exerts every scrap of his powers. The crane lifts clear of ANAKIN and is thrown to the ground. DOOKU'S Sail Ship takes off. OBI-WAN and ANAKIN struggle to the exhausted YODA, but it's too late. The Sail Ship rises into the air and flies away. PADM and a CLONE CAPTAIN with about TEN TROOPERS appear in the doorway. | |
PADM | |
Anakin! | |
PADM runs too him and throws her arms around him. ANAKIN is barely able to stand up. The CLONE CAPTAIN marches up to YODA, stops, and salutes smartly. | |
CLONE CAPTAIN | |
Resistance is at an end, General. | |
What are your orders ? | |
YODA looks at him and sighs. | |
EXT. CORUSCANT, OLD TOWN - DAWN | |
COUNT DOOKU'S Interstellar Sail Ship glides through a deserted, burned-out part of Coruscant. COUNT DOOKU manoeuvres the ship into one of the empty buildings and lands. | |
INT. CORUSCANT, SECRET LANDING PLATFORM - DAWN | |
The ramp lowers. COUNT DOOKU emerges and walks to where the hooded figure of DARTH SIDIOUS stands waiting. COUNT DOOKU bows. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
The Force is with us, my Master. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS | |
Welcome home, Lord Tyranus. You have | |
done well. | |
COUNT DOOKU | |
I bring you good news, my Lord. | |
The war has begun. | |
DARTH SIDIOUS | |
Excellent. | |
(smiling) | |
Everything is going as planned. | |
EXT. CORUSCANT, JEDI TEMPLE - SUNSET | |
The beautiful temple basks in the red glow of the setting sun. | |
INT. JEDI TEMPLE, COUNCIL CHAMBER - SUNSET | |
MACE WINDU | |
Where is your apprentice? | |
OBI-WAN | |
On his way back to Naboo. He is | |
escorting Senator Amidala home. | |
They are standing, looking out through the tall windows at the great plaza below. YODA sits in his chair. | |
OBI-WAN | |
(continuing) | |
I must admit without the clones, | |
it would not have been a victory. | |
YODA | |
Victory? Victory, you say? | |
OBI-WAN turns and looks at the sad little Jedi sitting in the Council Chamber. Apart from KI-ADI-MUNDI and PLO KOON, who is wounded, the Chamber is empty. | |
YODA | |
(continuing) | |
Not victory, a defeat, it was... | |
Master Obi-Wan. Begun, the Clone | |
War has! | |
EXT. NABOO LAKE RETREAT, LODGE, GARDEN - LATE DAY | |
In a rose-covered arbor overlooking the sparkling late, ANAKIN and PADME stand before a NABOO HOLY MAN. | |
THREEPIO and ARTOO stand by, watching, as the HOLY MAN blesses the happy couple and, amid gently falling rose petals, ANAKIN and PADME kiss. | |
EXT. CORUSCANT, MILITARY STAGING AREA, BALCONY - LATE DAY | |
PALPATINE, JAR JAR, BAIL ORGANA and the OTHER SENATORS, with TWO ROYAL GUARDS, stand looking down at the square below. | |
TENS OF THOUSANDS OF CLONE TROOPS are drawn up in a strict formation or move forwards in near files to climb the ramps of the Military Assault Ships. | |
On the balcony, PALPATINE'S expression is deeply sad. Everyone watches comberly as, in the square, loaded Assault Ships take off. Other land immediately in their place. The sky above is thick with transports. CLONE TROOPS march and board the Ships. | |
The Great Clone War has begun... | |
FADE OUT: | |
THE END | |
STAR TREK II: THE WRATH OF KHAN | |
Written By: | |
Harve Bennett | |
Participating Writers | |
Jack B. Sowards | |
Samuel A. Peeples | |
MAIN TITLE SEQUENCE (TO BE DESIGNED) | |
FADE IN: | |
1 BLACK 1 | |
Absolute quiet. SOUND bleeds in. Low level b.g. | |
NOISES of Enterprise bridge, clicking of relays, | |
minor electronic effects. We HEAR A FEMALE VOICE. | |
SAAVIK'S VOICE | |
Captain's log. Stardate 8130.3, | |
Starship Enterprise on training | |
mission to Gamma Hydra. Section 14, | |
coordinates 22 87 4. Approaching | |
Neutral Zone, all systems | |
functioning. | |
INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE | |
As the ANGLE WIDENS, we see the crew at stations; | |
(screens and visual displays are in use): COMMANDER | |
SULU at the helm, COMMANDER UHURA at the Comm Con- | |
sole, DR. BONES McCOY and SPOCK at his post. The | |
Captain is new -- and unexpected. LT. SAAVIK is young | |
and beautiful. She is half Vulcan and half Romulan. | |
In appearance she is Vulcan with pointed ears, but her | |
skin is fair and she has none of the expressionless | |
facial immobility of a Vulcan. | |
SULU | |
Leaving Section Fourteen for | |
Section Fifteen. | |
SAAVIK | |
Project parabolic course to | |
avoid entering Neutral Zone. | |
SULU | |
Aye, Captain. | |
UHURA | |
(suddenly) | |
Captain... I'm getting something | |
on the distress channel. Minimal | |
signal... But something... | |
SAAVIK | |
Can you amplify? | |
UHURA | |
I'm trying... | |
SULU | |
Course change projected. | |
UHURA | |
It's an emergency distress call! | |
SAAVIK | |
On speakers! | |
VOICE | |
(filtered, breaking up) | |
Imperative! Imperative! This is | |
the Kobayashi Maru -- nineteen | |
periods out of Altair Six. We | |
have struck a gravitic mine and | |
have lost all power... Our hull | |
is... | |
(breaks up, static) | |
... and many casualties. | |
UHURA | |
This is the Starship Enterprise. | |
Your message is breaking up. Give | |
your coordinates. Repeat -- | |
VOICE | |
Enterprise, our position is Gamma | |
Hydra, Section Ten... | |
SAAVIK | |
In the neutral zone. | |
VOICE | |
Hull penetrated, life support | |
systems failing. Can you assist | |
us, Enterprise? Can you... | |
Breaks up. | |
SAAVIK | |
Data on Kobayashi Maru! Tactical! | |
Tactical on big screen. | |
COMPUTER VOICE | |
Subject vessel is third class | |
neutronic fuel carrier, crew of | |
eighty-one, three hundred passengers. | |
SAAVIK | |
Damn. | |
(then) | |
Mr. Sulu, plot an intercept course. | |
SULU | |
May I remind the Captain that if a | |
Starship enters the zone -- | |
SAAVIK | |
I'm aware of my responsibilities, | |
Mister. | |
SULU | |
(with a nod) | |
... Now entering the Neutral | |
Zone... | |
2 OMITTED 2 | |
3 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE - ANOTHER ANGLE 3 | |
COMPUTER VOICE | |
Warning. We have entered the | |
Neutral Zone... Warning... | |
SULU | |
Estimating two minutes to intercept. | |
On screen: Enterprise approaches the stricken vessel. | |
SAAVIK | |
Stand by transporter room, ready | |
to beam survivors, aboard. | |
UHURA | |
Captain, I've lost their signal! | |
COMPUTER VOICE | |
Alert. Sensors indicate three | |
Klingon Cruisers, bearing 316, | |
mark 4, closing fast. | |
SAAVIK | |
Visual! | |
On screen we see the approach of the Klingon vessels, | |
they are dark and sinister. | |
SAAVIK | |
(continuing) | |
Battle stations! Activate shields! | |
The ALARM SOUNDS. | |
SULU | |
Shields activated! | |
SAAVIK | |
Inform the Klingons we are on a | |
rescue mission... | |
UHURA | |
They're jamming all frequencies, | |
Captain -- | |
COMPUTER VOICE | |
Klingons on attack course and closing. | |
Screen verifies this. Saavik makes an agonized choice. | |
SAAVIK | |
We're over our heads. Mr. Sulu, | |
get us out of here. | |
SULU | |
I'll try, Captain. | |
COMPUTER VOICE | |
Klingon cruisers approaching, | |
bearing 090, mark 20. | |
SAAVIK | |
Visual! | |
The image flops: more Klingons approach. They FIRE | |
photon torpedoes. | |
SAAVIK | |
(continuing) | |
Evasive action! | |
Sulu does his best, but Enterprise is hit; Sulu is | |
hurled from his station, and Bones hurries to him. | |
SAAVIK | |
(continuing) | |
Engineering! damage report! | |
SCOTTY'S VOICE | |
(INTERCOM) | |
Main energizer hit, Captain! | |
SAAVIK | |
Engage auxiliary power. Prepare | |
to return fire! | |
The bridge takes another hit -- a big one. In its wake | |
there is a second electrical EXPLOSION along the communi- | |
cations panel. Uhura falls from her station. Bones | |
rushes to her side amid the smoke and alarms. | |
A CADET | |
Shields collapsing, Captain! | |
SCOTTY'S VOICE | |
(FILTERED) | |
Captain, we're losing auxiliary | |
power! | |
SAAVIK | |
Fire all phasers...! | |
SPOCK | |
No power to the weapons system, | |
sir. | |
Another hit: reverberating flashes of spark and flame | |
on the bridge. Spock dies. Bones comes to him, but | |
even as he coughs his way through the smoke, a final | |
hit and Bones falls. The room is smoke filled and a | |
shambles. Saavik looks about in shock. | |
SCOTTY'S VOICE | |
(FILTERED) | |
Captain, it's no use. We're | |
dead in space. | |
Saavik digests this for a painful moment. Then, touch- | |
ing a comm button: | |
SAAVIK | |
Activate escape pods. Send out the | |
Log Buoy... All hands abandon ship. | |
Repeat -- all hands -- | |
KIRK'S VOICE | |
(FILTERED) | |
All right, open her up. | |
There is a loud CLANGING and -- | |
4 FULL SHOT - ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 4 | |
The side walls of the "bridge" slide apart, revealing | |
a lighted room beyond. Through the opening strides | |
KIRK. He stops, surveys the shambles, and shakes his | |
head. | |
SAAVIK | |
Any suggestions, Admiral? | |
KIRK | |
Prayer, Mr. Saavik. The Klingons | |
do not take prisoners. | |
(to Spock) | |
Captain. | |
SPOCK | |
Trainees to the briefing room. | |
Sulu awakens with a grin. Uhura straightens herself | |
demurely. The Trainees head toward the distant room, | |
Spock rises and leaves. Bones remains on the floor, | |
head propped in his hand, whimsically. | |
KIRK | |
Physician, heal thyself. | |
BONES | |
That's all you have to say? | |
KIRK | |
I'm not a drama critic. | |
Bones rolls his eyes and rises. Kirk sees Saavik who | |
has not moved. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Well, Mr. Saavik, are you going | |
to stay with the sinking ship? | |
SAAVIK | |
Permission to speak candidly, sir? | |
KIRK | |
Very well. | |
SAAVIK | |
(fights emotion) | |
I don't believe this was a fair | |
test of my command capabilities. | |
KIRK | |
And why not? | |
SAAVIK | |
Because... there was no way to win. | |
KIRK | |
A no-win situation is a possibility | |
every commander may face. Has that | |
never occurred to you? | |
SAAVIK | |
... No, sir. It has not. | |
KIRK | |
How we deal with death is at least | |
as important as how we deal with | |
life, wouldn't you say? | |
SAAVIK | |
(falters) | |
As I indicated, Admiral, that | |
thought had not occurred to me. | |
KIRK | |
Then you have something new to think | |
about. Carry on. | |
She stays at attention. | |
BONES | |
Wouldn't it be easier to put | |
an experienced crew back on the | |
ship? | |
KIRK | |
They'll learn. Galloping about the | |
cosmos is a game for the young, | |
doctor. | |
He leaves. They look at each other. | |
UHURA | |
(offended) | |
What is that supposed to mean? | |
HOLD ON Saavik. | |
5 INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE SIMULATOR ROOM - DAY 5 | |
Kirk rounds the corner and sees Spock, leaning against | |
the wall. | |
KIRK | |
(dry) | |
Aren't you dead? | |
Spock almost smiles. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
I assume you are loitering here | |
to learn what efficiency rating | |
I plan to give your cadets. | |
SPOCK | |
I am understandably curious. | |
They walk together. | |
KIRK | |
They destroyed the simulator room | |
and you with it. | |
SPOCK | |
The Kobayshi Maru scenario | |
frequently wreaks havoc with | |
students and equipment. | |
(dry) | |
As I recall you took the test | |
three times yourself. Your final | |
solution was, shall we say, unique? | |
KIRK | |
(solemn) | |
It had the virtue of never having | |
been tried. | |
SPOCK | |
Yours was not a solution which | |
would have occurred to a Vulcan | |
mentality. | |
KIRK | |
So you said at the time. Speaking | |
of which, your prot g 's first | |
rare -- a trifle emotional -- | |
SPOCK | |
She's half Romulan, Jim. The | |
admixture makes her more volatile | |
than -- me, for example. | |
KIRK | |
Than you. Yes, I see that. By | |
the way, thank you for this. | |
He lifts the book. | |
SPOCK | |
I know of your fondness for antiques. | |
KIRK | |
(reads) | |
'It was the best of times, it was | |
the worst of times...' Message, | |
Spock? | |
SPOCK | |
None of which I am consciously | |
aware -- except, of course, happy | |
birthday -- surely the best of times. | |
Kirk looks around uncomfortably, overlaps: | |
KIRK | |
Hrummm... and where are you off | |
to, now? | |
SPOCK | |
The Enterprise. I must check in | |
before your inspection. And you? | |
KIRK | |
(shortly) | |
Home. | |
Spock studies him -- | |
SPOCK | |
Something oppresses you. | |
They are old friends -- | |
KIRK | |
Something. | |
He steps into a turbo elevator. The doors close as | |
Spock watches, wiping the scene. | |
6 EXT. DEEP SPACE - NEAR CETI ALPHA V 6 | |
In f.g. is the U.S.S. RELIANT, an older, somewhat | |
battered starship of the ENTERPRISE class, with a | |
slightly different configuration. Reliant approaches | |
an inhospitable-looking yellow planet: CETI ALPHA V | |
CHEKOV'S VOICE | |
Starship log, Stardate 8130.4. | |
This report classified MOST SECRET. | |
Log Entry by Commander Pavel Chekov, | |
Duty Officer. Starship USS Reliant | |
on orbital approach with Ceti Alpha | |
VI in connection with project code | |
name GENESIS. We are continuing | |
our search for a lifeless planet | |
which will serve as a suitable test | |
site for the Genesis Experiments. | |
This is the 16th planet we have | |
visited, so far, no success. | |
7 INT. BRIDGE OF RELIANT 7 | |
Well-aged and distinctive. The usual compliment of | |
officers and crew. CAPTAIN CLARK TERRELL, about 45, | |
soft spoken and in good shape, but somewhat laconic. | |
Behind Terrell, surveying the data screen is COMMANDER | |
CHEKOV, aged some, but still boyish. | |
TERRELL | |
Standard orbit, Mr. Beach. | |
BEACH | |
Standard orbit, sir. | |
TERRELL | |
Any change in surface scan? | |
BEACH | |
Negative. Limited atmosphere, | |
dominated by craylon gas, sand and | |
high velocity winds. Incapable | |
of supporting life forms. | |
Forward screen: Ceti Alpha. | |
CHEKOV | |
Does it have to be completely | |
lifeless? | |
Terrell rises and crosses to Chekov. | |
TERRELL | |
Don't tell me you've got something. | |
CHEKOV | |
(points) | |
We've picked up a minor energy flux | |
reading on one dyno scanner. | |
TERRELL | |
Damn! Are you sure? Maybe the | |
scanner's out of adjustment -- | |
CHEKOV | |
I suppose it could be a particle | |
of preanimate matter caught in the | |
matrix... | |
TERRELL | |
All right, let's get on the Comm-pic to | |
Doctor Marcus. Maybe it's something | |
we can transplant. | |
CHEKOV | |
You know what she'll say... | |
8 EXT. DEEP SPACE - REGULA I SPACE STATION 8 | |
A functional cluster of modules serve as a scientific | |
complex, a futuristic White Sands, orbiting a small | |
barren plantoid in b.g.: Regula. | |
CAROL MARCUS'S VOICE | |
(FILTERED) | |
Something you can transplant? I | |
don't know -- | |
9 INT. SPACE STATION - CAROL'S LAB 9 | |
Big but deserted except for Carol, in contact with | |
Reliant. Surrounded by equipment clearly meant for | |
many workers, CAROL MARCUS is in her early forties, | |
attractive and intelligent. Static mars the trans- | |
missions. | |
On the monitor: Terrell and Chekov, looking hopeful. | |
TERRELL | |
It might only be a particle of | |
preanimate matter... | |
CAROL | |
Then again it might not. You | |
boys have to be clear on this: | |
there can't be so much as a | |
microbe or the show's off. | |
(she thinks) | |
Why don't you have a look? If it | |
IS something that can be moved... | |
TERRELL | |
(eager) | |
You bet, doctor. We're on our way! | |
Carol sighs as the image fades, not happy. | |
10 INT. CORRIDOR, SPACE STATION REGULA I 10 | |
Carol walks through the labyrinthine complex with | |
DAVID, her son, a bright young scientist of twenty. | |
He is good looking and humorous. | |
DAVID | |
How can you let them pull that | |
stuff on you? They're just lazy. | |
CAROL | |
And bored. I know. But maybe it | |
IS something they can... | |
DAVID | |
Come on, Mother, that's just the | |
military mentality. Never put off | |
tomorrow what you can put off today. | |
If there's one atom of life... | |
CAROL | |
I know, I know... | |
Silence. | |
DAVID | |
Well, don't have kittens. | |
Genesis is going to work. They'll | |
remember you in a wreath with | |
Newton, Einstein, Surak... | |
CAROL | |
(mock outrage) | |
Thanks a lot. No respect from my | |
offspring -- | |
DAVID | |
Par for the course... you teaming | |
up with me for bridge after dinner? | |
CAROL | |
Maybe... | |
DAVID | |
Every time we have dealings with | |
Starfleet, I get nervous. | |
(shrugs) | |
We're dealing with something | |
that COULD be perverted into | |
a dreadful weapon. Remember that | |
overgrown boy scout you used to | |
hang out with? That's exactly | |
the -- | |
They walk past the CAMERA, their VOICES FADING. | |
CAROL | |
Listen, kiddo, Jim Kirk was many | |
things, but he was never a Boy | |
Scout... | |
HOLD ON the empty corridor. | |
11 INT. KIRK'S APARTMENT, TERRA - NIGHT 11 | |
Kirk reads the novel, trying to focus. His flat befits | |
an Admiral and a loner with few possessions, except | |
a collection of antiques. | |
WE HEAR A SOFT BONG. | |
Startled, Kirk lowers the book and pushes a button. | |
KIRK | |
Come. | |
The door slides open and Bones enters. He carries two | |
packages, one of them wrapped in brown paper. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Bless me, doctor; and what beams | |
you into this neck of the woods? | |
BONES | |
'Beware Romulans bearing gifts.' | |
Happy Birthday... | |
With a flourish, he pulls out a bottle of blue | |
liquid. | |
KIRK | |
Romulan Ale! Bones, you know | |
this stuff is illegal -- | |
BONES | |
(broad) | |
I only use it for medicinal | |
purposes. Don't be a pring... | |
KIRK | |
(reading the label | |
with difficulty) | |
Twenty-two, eighty-three... | |
BONES | |
Takes the stuff a while to | |
ferment. Gimme. | |
He takes the bottle and pours; continues talking. | |
BONES | |
(continuing) | |
Now open the other one. | |
Kirk starts to obey. | |
KIRK | |
I'm almost afraid to. What did | |
you bring me, contraband Klingon -- | |
BONES | |
More antiques for your collection | |
-- Cheers! | |
They drink. The package is opened: a pair of gold | |
"Ben Franklin" half-glasses. (N.B.: Romulan Ale is | |
an INSTANT DRUNK: both men react.) | |
KIRK | |
Cheers. Bones, these are... charming. | |
BONES | |
Four hundred years old. You don't | |
find many with the lens still | |
intact. | |
KIRK | |
Uh -- what are they? | |
BONES | |
For your eyes. For most patients | |
of your age, I generally administer | |
Retlax Five to restore flexibility | |
of the lens. | |
KIRK | |
But I'm allergic to Retlax. | |
BONES | |
Exactly. Happy birthday. | |
He toasts. Kirk is unsure how they work. | |
BONES | |
(continuing) | |
Slide them down your nose. Now look | |
at me over the top. And you read | |
printed matter through the bottom. | |
KIRK | |
(reacts) | |
Amazing! I don't know what to say -- | |
BONES | |
Say thank you. | |
KIRK | |
Thank you. | |
An awkward silence. | |
BONES | |
Damn it, Jim, what the hell's the | |
matter? Other people have birthdays. | |
Why're we treating yours like a funeral? | |
KIRK | |
Bones, I don't want to be lectured. | |
BONES | |
What DO you want? Damn it, why | |
isn't there a girl here? You know | |
this has nothing to do with age. | |
This is about you flying a goddamn | |
computer console when you wanna be | |
out hopping Galaxies. | |
KIRK | |
Spare me your notions of poetry, | |
please. We all have our assigned | |
duties and... | |
BONES | |
Bull. You're hiding -- hiding | |
behind the rules and regulations -- | |
KIRK | |
And who am I hiding from? | |
BONES | |
From yourself, Admiral. | |
Pause. Kirk pours another drink. | |
KIRK | |
Don't mince words, Bones; tell | |
me what you really think. | |
BONES | |
(mild take) | |
I'm your doctor and I'm your friend, | |
Jim. Get back your command. Get it | |
back before you really do grow old. | |
Before you turn into part of this | |
collection. | |
They look at each other. | |
12 EXT. RELIANT - DEEP SPACE 12 | |
orbiting Ceti Alpha V. | |
VOICES OVER indicate the transporter room is ready. | |
13 OMITTED 13 | |
14 EXT. SURFACE CETI ALPHA V 14 | |
A YELLOW PLANET, in constant SWIRLING HURRICANE WINDS | |
OF SAND. Terrell and Chekov materialize. Their VOICES, | |
filtered, are hard to make out. | |
With the TRICORDER to guide them, they set out... | |
TERRELL | |
Are you sure these are the | |
coordinates? | |
CHEKOV | |
Captain, this is the garden spot | |
of Ceti Alpha VI -- | |
TERRELL | |
I can hardly see -- | |
15 SEVERAL ANGLES 15 | |
The difficult search, the men leaning into the wind -- | |
16 TERRELL 16 | |
is ahead of Chekov on a slight rise -- | |
CHEKOV | |
There's nothing, let's go -- | |
17 ANGLE 17 | |
Terrell waves him frantically forward. As Chekov | |
moves up, we rise with him to the top of the ridge and | |
look down. | |
18 ANGLE - THEIR POV 18 | |
A RUINED SERIES OF MAN-MADE STRUCTURES, half buried in | |
sand. They look at each other in consternation. Chekov | |
is worried; something about all this is familiar. | |
They descend towards the structures, now seen to be the | |
wreckage of some sort of space craft. | |
They pass but do not notice the FEDERATION LOGO, half | |
buried next to their feet. | |
TERRELL | |
They look like cargo carriers... | |
As Chekov looks at the porthole, a face suddenly looks | |
back! It is the face of a CHILD! The Apparition | |
scares the daylights out of Chekov -- and us. He | |
screams. | |
TERRELL | |
(continuing) | |
What is it? | |
He comes clumsily over -- | |
CHEKOV | |
A face! I saw -- it was like a | |
child -- | |
He points. The porthole is empty. | |
TERRELL | |
You're crazy -- ! | |
CHEKOV | |
I saw it -- ! | |
TERRELL | |
There's an air-lock. | |
He points and they go into the airlock. | |
19 INT. CARGO HOLD 19 | |
Terrell and Chekov enter, dumbfounded. THEIR POV. | |
Someone lives here -- there are beds, food, all jury- | |
rigged -- but no people. Terrell checks a monitor. | |
TERRELL | |
There's breathable atmosphere in here. | |
He takes off his helmet; Chekov likewise. | |
TERRELL | |
(continuing) | |
What the hell is this? Did they | |
crash? Where's the rest of the | |
ship? | |
They wander as they talk, picking up objects that be- | |
speak a fairly sophisticated ad hoc environment: a | |
laboratory in one hold; a kitchen; A LARGE SAND TANK | |
filled with disgusting CETI EELS. | |
ABRUPTLY A SOUND -- They start: CHILD'S GURGLE. | |
CHEKOV | |
(terrified) | |
I told you! I told you I saw a -- | |
TERRELL | |
Ssssh! | |
They start looking. They enter a new chamber -- | |
20 KHAN'S QUARTERS 20 | |
On its side in the sand: the walls are now the floor, | |
etc. All in crookedness -- like its owner. On the | |
floor, smiling at them (i.e., the wall) is a BABY. | |
Tentatively they come over to it, looking around -- | |
21 ANGLE - CHEKOV'S POV 21 | |
Lethal-looking odd swords on one wall, a bookshelf; | |
CAMERA PANS by 20th Century volumes; MOBY DICK, KING | |
LEAR, THE HOLY BIBLE -- and a seat belt dangling with | |
the name on it -- Botany Bay. | |
Chekov mouths the words, softly at first, then aloud -- | |
CHEKOV | |
Botany Bay -- oh no! | |
TERRELL | |
(examines the child) | |
What's the matter -- ? | |
Chekov runs, tries to get his helmet on, tries to drag | |
Terrell -- | |
CHEKOV | |
Captain, we've got to get out of | |
here -- now! Damn! Hurry! | |
Terrell catches his urgency -- | |
TERRELL | |
But the child -- | |
CHEKOV | |
Never mind! Hurry! | |
22 EXT. CARGO HOLD AIRBAY 22 | |
Terrell and Chekov emerge, helmeted, then stop dead. | |
23 ANGLE - THEIR POV 23 | |
A RING OF SUITED FIGURES has them surrounded. | |
24 INT. RELIANT - THE BRIDGE 24 | |
Mr. Beach, the duty officer, stands looking at Ceti | |
Alpha V on the forward screen. | |
BEACH | |
Try again. | |
KYLE | |
Starship Reliant to Captain Terrell | |
... This is Lieutenant Kyle. Will | |
you please respond, Captain... | |
Captain Terrell, respond please. | |
Nothing. | |
BEACH | |
(thinks) | |
Let's give them a little more | |
time. | |
25 INT. CARGO HOLD - CETI ALPHA V 25 | |
Terrell and Chekov are held by FOUR STRONG MEN. | |
They seem to be waiting. One of the men is JOACHIM. | |
Out of the airlock steps a tall masked figure. A | |
moment of suspense as Terrell and Chekov watch, terri- | |
fied. The mask is peeled back. | |
CHEKOV | |
(aloud despite himself) | |
Khan! | |
KHAN is startled by the recognition; comes over and | |
examines Chekov and Terrell. | |
KHAN | |
(finally) | |
I don't know you. But you. I never | |
forget a face. Mister Chekov, | |
isn't it? | |
(wonderingly) | |
I never thought to see your face | |
again. | |
TERRELL | |
Chekov, who is this man? | |
CHEKOV | |
A criminal, Captain -- a product of | |
the late 20th Century genetic | |
engineering -- | |
TERRELL | |
What do you want with us? I demand -- | |
KHAN | |
(mild) | |
You are in a position to demand | |
nothing, sir. I, on the other hand, | |
am in a position to grant nothing. | |
What you see is all that remains of | |
the ship's company and the crew of the | |
Botany Bay, marooned here fifteen | |
years ago by Captain James T. Kirk. | |
TERRELL | |
Listen to me -- you men and women -- | |
KHAN | |
Save your strength, Captain, these | |
people have sworn to live and die at | |
my command two hundred years before | |
you were born. Do you mean he... | |
(i.e. Chekov) | |
... never told you the tale? | |
To amuse you, Captain? Never told | |
you how the Enterprise picked up the | |
Botany Bay, lost in space from the | |
year 1996, myself and the ship's | |
company in cryogenic freeze? | |
TERRELL | |
I've never even met Admiral Kirk -- | |
KHAN | |
Admiral? He didn't tell you how | |
Admiral Kirk sent seventy of us into | |
exile on this barren sand heap with | |
only the contents of these cargo bays | |
to sustain us? | |
CHEKOV | |
You lie! On Ceti Alpha V there was | |
life, a fair chance to -- | |
KHAN | |
This is Ceti Alpha V! Ceti Alpha VI | |
exploded six months after we were | |
left here. The shock shifted the | |
orbit of this planet and everything | |
was laid waste. Admiral Kirk never | |
bothered to check on our progress. | |
It was only the fact of my genetically | |
engineered intellect that enabled us | |
to survive! On earth, two hundred | |
years ago, I was a prince, with power | |
over millions -- now, like Prometheus | |
I have been left by Admiral Kirk to | |
digest my own entrails. | |
CHEKOV | |
Captain Kirk was your host! You repaid | |
his hospitality by trying to steal his | |
ship and murder him. | |
KHAN | |
(moves closer) | |
And I'll wager he never told you | |
about his shipmate, the beautiful | |
and courageous Lieutenant McGiver, | |
who gave up everything to join me | |
in exile. OUT OF LOVE. And see how | |
Admiral Kirk requited her devotion -- | |
She's dead as earth! | |
The wind howls in the silence. When Khan turns, his | |
eyes are filled with tears. | |
KHAN | |
(continuing) | |
A plague upon you all. | |
He recovers his poise and returns to them -- | |
KHAN | |
(continuing) | |
You didn't expect to find me. | |
You thought this was Ceti Alpha VI. | |
Why are you here? | |
They don't answer. Khan goes over to Terrell and, WITH | |
ONE HAND, LIFTS HIM INTO THE AIR -- | |
KHAN | |
(continuing) | |
Why? | |
Terrell gasps, stays silent -- | |
KHAN | |
(continuing) | |
No matter. | |
He lets go; Terrell falls with a thud -- | |
KHAN | |
(continuing) | |
You will soon tell me willingly | |
enough. | |
He goes over to the tank and dips a kind of strainer in, | |
pulling out TWO CETI EELS -- wriggling items -- | |
KHAN | |
(continuing) | |
Let me introduce you to Ceti Alpha V's | |
only remaining indigenous life form; | |
what do you think? They've killed | |
twenty of my people, including my | |
beloved wife. Oh, not all at once | |
and not instantly, to be sure. Their | |
young enter through the ears and wrap | |
themselves around the cerebral cortex. | |
This has the effect of rendering the | |
victim extremely susceptible to | |
suggestion. Later, as they grow, | |
follows madness, paralysis -- and | |
death. These are pets, of course -- | |
not quite domesticated. | |
As he speaks, Khan dumps an eel in each of their helmets; | |
he swirls the helmets around as though he were mixing | |
martinis -- | |
CHEKOV | |
Khan, listen to me! Captain Kirk | |
was only doing his duty! You -- | |
26 CLOSE UP - KHAN - CAMERA IN 26 | |
KHAN | |
There is some pain at first, I am | |
told, and then the effects are quite | |
benign -- until the end. That was | |
what I learned from watching my wife. | |
At a sign, the helmets are slammed down. As the muffled | |
shrieks are heard from within, the eels crawl across | |
the faces of Chekov and Terrell; with unerring in- | |
stincts they head for the ears of the two hapless men. | |
There is some atrocious pain as they enter -- then | |
dazed calm. | |
KHAN | |
(continuing) | |
That's better! Now: tell me why | |
you are here -- and tell me where I | |
may find James Kirk. | |
27 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 27 | |
KYLE | |
Captain Terrell. Captain Terrell... | |
This is Reliant; please respond. | |
No answer -- Beach makes up his mind -- | |
BEACH | |
Mr. Kyle, muster a landing party | |
with full arms. Alert the | |
transporter room. We're beaming | |
down. | |
He heads for the door but is stopped by: | |
TERRELL'S VOICE | |
(filtered) | |
Reliant, this is Terrell. Respond | |
please. | |
BEACH | |
This is Reliant. Clark, are you | |
all right? | |
Fractional pause. | |
TERRELL'S VOICE | |
(filtered) | |
Everything's fine, commander. I'll | |
explain when I see you. Oh, by the | |
way, we're bringing several guests | |
aboard. Prepare to beam up on my | |
next signal. Terrell out. | |
Beach and Kyle look at each other. | |
KYLE | |
Guests? | |
BEACH | |
Maybe we ARE transplanting something. | |
28 EXT. ORBITING SPACE DOCK AREA - TERRA (FEATURE STOCK) 28 | |
A SPACE SHUTTLE moving toward us. | |
29 INT. SPACE SHUTTLE 29 | |
A new composite. Bones, Sulu, Uhura and Kirk -- who | |
sits, reading. Through the windows we can see the | |
approach to the starship ENTERPRISE. Kirk looks up, | |
nods. Sulu activates a comm button. | |
SULU | |
Enterprise, this is Admiral Kirk's | |
party on final approach. | |
ENTERPRISE VOICE | |
(filtered) | |
Enterprise welcomes you. Prepare | |
for docking. | |
Kirk looks up from his book as Sulu sits next to him. | |
KIRK | |
I really must thank you. | |
SULU | |
(embarrassed) | |
I am delighted; any chance to go | |
aboard Enterprise, however briefly, | |
is always an excuse for nostalgia. | |
KIRK | |
I cut your new orders personally. By | |
the end of the month, you'll have your | |
first command: USS EXCELSIOR. | |
SULU | |
Thank you, sir. I've looked | |
forward to this for a long time. | |
KIRK | |
You've earned it. But I'm still | |
grateful to have you at the helm | |
for three weeks. I don't believe | |
these kids can steer. | |
Sulu laughs. | |
30 EXT. SPOCE DOCK - TERRA (FEATURE STOCK) 30 | |
The shuttle approaches the mammoth airstrip. As we | |
near the ship, a few WORK CREWS IN SPACE flit about | |
her hull, working. | |
31 EXT. ENTERPRISE (FEATURE STOCK) 31 | |
The shuttle makes its way to the Docking Lock of the | |
mother ship and settles in place. | |
32 INT. ENTERPRISE DOCKING BAY 32 | |
A reception group awaits, led by Captain Spock. Saavik | |
stands at his side, in company of the Trainee crew. | |
Also present: CHIEF ENGINEER MR. SCOTT and members of | |
his staff in their distinctive uniforms. | |
INTERCOM VOICE | |
Docking procedure complete. | |
SPOCK | |
Prepare for Admiral's inspection. | |
The group comes to attention. | |
SPOCK | |
(continuing) | |
Open the Air Lock. | |
The doors open. Kirk and his staff are piped aboard | |
by an electronic version of the boatswain's tradi- | |
tional whistle. Kirk salutes the Federation symbol | |
and steps forward to exchange salutes with Spock. | |
KIRK | |
Permission to come aboard, Captain? | |
SPOCK | |
Welcome aboard, Admiral. I believe | |
you know my trainee crew. Certainly | |
they have come to know you. | |
KIRK | |
(dryly to Saavik) | |
Yes, we've been through death and | |
life together. | |
Saavik stiffens slightly -- humor is not her forte. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing to Scotty) | |
Mr. Scott, you old space dog. You're | |
well? | |
SCOTTY | |
I had me a wee bout -- but Dr. McCoy | |
pulled me through. | |
KIRK | |
Oh? A wee bout of what, Mr. Scott? | |
Uncomfortable, Scotty exchanges a glance with Bones -- | |
BONES | |
Shore leave, Admiral. | |
KIRK | |
Ah. | |
He stops before a BRIGHT-FACED FOURTEEN-YEAR OLD, stand- | |
ing so stiff he looks like he'll break -- in an | |
engineer's uniform. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
And who is this? | |
PRESTON | |
(breathless) | |
Midshipman First Class Peter Preston, | |
engineers mate, SIR. | |
A big salute. Kirk is amused, returns the salute. | |
KIRK | |
Your first training voyage, Mr. | |
Preston? | |
PRESTON | |
Yes, SIR. | |
KIRK | |
I see. Well, shall we start with | |
the engine room? | |
He moves, followed by his staff. | |
SCOTTY | |
(eyeing his prot g ) | |
I believe you'll find all in order -- | |
SPOCK | |
We'll see you on the bridge, Admiral. | |
KIRK | |
Very good, Mr. Spock. | |
Kirk and party leave. CAMERA PUSHES IN ON SPOCK AND | |
SAAVIK. | |
SAAVIK | |
He's not what I expected, Sir. | |
SPOCK | |
What did you expect, Lieutenant? | |
SAAVIK | |
(uncertain) | |
He's very human. | |
SPOCK | |
We can't all be perfect, Saavik. | |
You must control your prejudices | |
and remember that as a Vulcan as | |
well as a Romulan you are forever | |
a stranger in an alien land. | |
Around you are humans, and as a | |
member of the Starfleet you are | |
unlikely ever to escape their | |
presence or their influence. | |
You must learn to tolerance in addition | |
to all else I have taught you. | |
Tolerance is logical. | |
Saavik is humbled. | |
SAAVIK | |
As always, my mentor. Company dismiss. | |
33 INT. ENTERPRISE ENGINE ROOM - LOOKING DOWN 33 | |
The inspection party dwarfed by the size. Silence as | |
Kirk looks around, runs a finger for dust, etc. | |
Scotty, his team and Preston, stand at attention. | |
34 ANGLE - FLOOR OF ENGINE ROOM 34 | |
FEATURING power room separated by glass from the rest | |
of the facilities. Bones, Sulu, Uhura, and some train- | |
ees watch as Kirk inspects one console, clearly the | |
responsibility of the bursting Midshipman Preston. | |
PRESTON | |
(blurting) | |
I believe you'll find everything | |
shipshape, Admiral. | |
KIRK | |
(sternly puts | |
him on) | |
Oh do you? Have you any idea, | |
Midshipman Preston, how many times | |
I've had to listen to Mr. Scott on | |
the Comm, telling me his troubles? | |
Have you any idea the ribbing I've | |
had to endure in the officers' mess | |
to the effect that the Enterprise | |
is a flying death trap? | |
PRESTON | |
(scandalized) | |
Oh, no, sir! This is the finest | |
engine room in the whole Star -- | |
The repressed grins of the others, and a smile on Scotty's | |
face tell Preston he's being had. He stops, confused. | |
PRESTON | |
(continuing) | |
If the Admiral can't see the facts | |
for himself, then, with all due | |
respect, he's as blind as a Tiberion | |
bat. SIR. | |
Approving laughter. Kirk looks amused. | |
KIRK | |
Midshipman, you're a tiger. | |
SCOTTY | |
My sister's youngest, Admiral. | |
Crazy to get to space. | |
KIRK | |
Every young boy's fancy. I seem | |
to remember it myself. | |
(brisk) | |
Very well. Mr. Scott, are your | |
engines capable of handling a minor | |
training cruise? | |
SCOTTY | |
Give the word, Admiral. | |
KIRK | |
Mr. Scott, the word is given. | |
SCOTTY | |
Aye, sir. | |
He moves off, followed by Preston, who gives one last | |
salute as Kirk leaves, followed by Bones. | |
BONES | |
(dry) | |
What about the rest of the | |
inspection, Admiral? | |
KIRK | |
The inspection will continue once | |
we're underway, Doctor. | |
They step into the Turbo Lifts. | |
35 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 35 | |
The real one, no doubt! CAMERA REVEALS the maze detail: | |
winking and blinking displays, all HANDS at station, | |
a hum of activity, Uhura and Sulu in familiar chairs, | |
Spock is in the Captain's chair, Saavik in the First | |
Officer's position. Kirk and Bones stand towards the | |
rear. | |
INTERCOM VOICE | |
This is Starfleet operations. | |
Enterprise is cleared for departure. | |
SULU | |
Admiral on the bridge! | |
SPOCK | |
Very well, Mr. Saavik, clear all | |
moorings. | |
SAAVIK | |
Aye, sir. | |
Saavik punches data into her console. | |
36 EXT. SPACE DOCK AND ENTERPRISE (FEATURE STOCK) 36 | |
The dock slowly folds away from the ship. | |
37 INT. BRIDGE, ENTERPRISE 37 | |
Saavik watches instruments, punches data in response. | |
SAAVIK | |
All moorings are clear, Captain. | |
SPOCK | |
Thank you, Mr. Saavik. | |
Spock casts a glance at Kirk, then, to Saavik: | |
SPOCK | |
(continuing) | |
Lieutenant, how many times have you | |
piloted a Starship out of Spacedock? | |
SAAVIK | |
Never, sir. | |
Kirk tries to conceal his reaction. Spock enjoys it. | |
SPOCK | |
Take her out, Mr. Saavik. | |
SAAVIK | |
Aye, sir. | |
Saavik settles herself in the chair, looks again at | |
the console -- Spock looks at Kirk. | |
SPOCK | |
There's a first time for everything, | |
Admiral. | |
KIRK | |
(casual) | |
To be sure, Captain. | |
They all stifle their responses. Kirk is like a father | |
watching his kid drive the family car for the first time. | |
SAAVIK | |
Aft thrusters, Mr. Sulu. | |
SULU | |
Aft thrusters, sir. | |
38 OMITTED 38 | |
39 EXT. ENTERPRISE (FEATURE STOCK) 39 | |
as the ship slowly and majestically leaves the dock. | |
40 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 40 | |
Activity hums. | |
SAAVIK | |
Ahead one quarter impulse power. | |
Kirk starts to say something, but doesn't. Bones looks | |
at him. | |
BONES | |
(sotto voice) | |
Would you like a tranquilizer? | |
Kirk shakes his head, takes a breath -- | |
SULU | |
Ahead one quarter impulse power. | |
41 EXT. SPACE DOCK ENTERPRISE (FEATURE STOCK) 41 | |
The ship clears the dock and begins heading into space. | |
42 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 42 | |
Kirk quietly lets his breath out. | |
SULU | |
We are clear and free to navigate. | |
SAAVIK | |
Course heading, Captain? | |
Spock turns inquiringly to Kirk. | |
KIRK | |
Captain's discretion. | |
Spock digests this with a slight smile. | |
SPOCK | |
Mr. Sulu, you may follow your nose. | |
43 EXT. THE ENTERPRISE (STOCK FROM FEATURE) 43 | |
She gathers speed into the vastness of space. | |
44 EXT. SPACE, FEATURING THE RELIANT 44 | |
moving towards us, in opposition to the previous shot, | |
close enough for us to read her markings. | |
45 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 45 | |
Khan occupies the Captain's chair. We PULL BACK: the | |
crew of the RELIANT has been replaced by Khan's fol- | |
lowers in their odd-looking clothes. | |
At the helm is Joachim, Khan's lieutenant. He is in the | |
largest and brightest of Khan's group. Terrell sits in | |
the First Officer's chair, Chekov at the Comm Console. | |
Their behavior is normal, save for subtle hesitation, | |
symptoms of their mind-controlled state. | |
JOACHIM | |
Steady on course. All systems normal. | |
KHAN | |
It's not much different from | |
Enterprise. | |
(beat) | |
When I was a guest aboard her some | |
years ago, Captain Kirk kindly allowed | |
me to memorize her technical manuals. | |
And now, Mr. Chekov, let us review: | |
You say you have no details of | |
Project 'Genesis' ? | |
CHEKOV | |
Beyond what I told you, sir, it is | |
classified information. | |
KHAN | |
Umm. And would Admiral Kirk have | |
access to such information? | |
CHEKOV | |
I would think so, sir. He's on the | |
Fleet General Staff. | |
KHAN | |
Then to whom do you report directly | |
regarding Genesis? | |
CHEKOV | |
To Doctor Marcus, the civilian | |
director of the experiments on Space | |
Laboratory Regula I. | |
KHAN | |
(thinks) | |
I see. Helmsman? | |
HELMSMAN | |
Aye, sir. | |
JOACHIM | |
May I speak? We're all with you, | |
sir, but consider: we are free, | |
we have a ship and the means to | |
go where we will. We have | |
escaped permanent exile on Ceti | |
Alpha V. You have proved your | |
superior intellect and defeated | |
the plans of Admiral Kirk. | |
You do not need to defeat him | |
again. | |
KHAN | |
He tasks me -- and I'll have him. I'll | |
chase him round the moons of Nibia | |
and round the Antares maelstrom and | |
round perdition's flames before I give | |
him up. | |
(as no one speaks) | |
Prepare to alter course -- for Space | |
Station Regula I. | |
46 EXT. SPACE - SPACE STAION REGULA I 46 | |
47 INT. CAROL'S LAB 47 | |
Huge and busy. Among the scientists going about their | |
tasks are JEDDA, a Deltan; MARCH, thin intense; | |
MADISON, black, easy going. They are all young and | |
earnest. Carol and David huddle over a computer | |
console. | |
DAVID | |
Does that about do it? | |
CAROL | |
I don't think there's another piece | |
of information we could squeeze | |
into the memory banks. Next | |
time, we'll design a bigger | |
one. | |
DAVID | |
Who -- | |
Jedda at the Comm Console overlaps. | |
JEDDA | |
Comm-Pic coming in on hyperchannel | |
... It's Reliant. | |
Carol moves forward as the others close in. | |
CAROL | |
On the screen, please, Jedda. | |
Buttons punched; the screen ebbs, flows and crackles | |
on. ON SCREEN is CHEKOV. | |
CHEKOV | |
... come in, please. This is Reliant | |
calling Regula I. Repeat. This is | |
USS Reliant -- | |
CAROL | |
Commander, we are receiving. This | |
is Regula I. Go ahead. | |
CHEKOV | |
Dr. Marcus... good. We're en route | |
to you and should be there in three | |
days. | |
CAROL | |
En route? Why? We weren't expecting | |
you for another three months. Has | |
something happened? | |
(pause) | |
Has something happened? Do you read | |
us? | |
CHEKOV | |
(fractional pause) | |
All went well. Nothing has happened. | |
Ceti Alpha VI has checked out. | |
Pleased reaction from the scientists. | |
CAROL | |
I still don't under -- | |
CHEKOV | |
We have received new orders. Upon our | |
arrival at Regula I, all materials of | |
Project Genesis will be transferred to | |
this ship for immediate testing at | |
Ceti Alpha VI. | |
Consternation in the lab. David is livid -- the words | |
"Bullshit" are overlapped by his mother. | |
CAROL | |
Will you please be quiet! | |
(back to console) | |
Commander Chekov, this is completely | |
irregular. Who gave the order you | |
are quoting? Who gave the order? | |
CHEKOV | |
(still smiling) | |
The order comes from Starfleet | |
command, Dr. Marcus, direct from | |
the General Staff. | |
CAROL | |
But Genesis is a civilian project, | |
under my control -- | |
CHEKOV | |
I have my orders. | |
DAVID | |
Pin him down, mother! Who gave the | |
orders!? | |
Chekov hesitates, seems to be listening to someone off | |
the monitor. | |
CHEKOV | |
The orders come from Admiral James | |
T. Kirk. | |
Sensation in the lab. | |
DAVID | |
I knew it! I knew it! All along | |
the military has wanted to get their | |
hands on this -- | |
He starts to press a button; Carol pushes his hand | |
away and communicates herself. | |
CAROL | |
This is completely improper, | |
Commander Chekov. I have no | |
intention of allowing Reliant or | |
any other unauthorized personnel | |
access to our work or materials. | |
CHEKOV | |
(pauses; listens) | |
I'm sorry you feel that way, Doctor. | |
Admiral Kirk's orders are confirmed. | |
Please prepare to deliver Genesis to | |
us upon our arrival. Reliant out. | |
The image fades. | |
CAROL | |
Commander Chekov -- ! | |
48 INT. BRIDGE OF RELIANT 48 | |
Chekov, in a matched cut, turns away as CAMERA WIDENS | |
TO REVEAL KHAN by his side. He is charming. | |
KHAN | |
Well done, Commander. | |
CHEKOV | |
You realize, sir, that they will | |
attempt to contact Admiral Kirk and | |
confirm the order. | |
Khan smiles, more charming than ever as we move in. | |
49 INT. REGULA I LAB 49 | |
Everyone is talking at once. | |
CAROL | |
Will you please be quiet! We must | |
have order here. | |
(as they subside) | |
This has to be some sort of mistake. | |
DAVID | |
Mistake? We're all alone here. | |
They waited until everyone was on | |
shift-leave to do this. Reliant is | |
supposed to be at our disposal, not | |
vice-versa. | |
MADISON | |
It seems clear that Starfleet never | |
intended that -- | |
CAROL | |
I know, but -- | |
DAVID | |
I've tried to warn you. Scientists | |
are always pawns of the military -- | |
CAROL | |
(angry) | |
Starfleet has kept the peace for | |
a hundred years, I cannot and | |
will not subscribe to your | |
interpretation of this event. | |
Silence. | |
JEDDA | |
(Deltan cool) | |
You may be right, Doctor, but what | |
about Reliant? She's on her way. | |
Carol reacts: this is certainly true. | |
CAROL | |
Get your gear together where it's | |
handy. | |
MARCH | |
Where are we going? | |
CAROL | |
That's for us to know and Reliant | |
to find out. We have only three | |
days. Let's not waste time. | |
They split off in different directions as ordered. | |
50 OMITTED 50 | |
51 EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE (FEATURE STOCK) 51 | |
In no particular hurry. | |
52 INT. ENTERPRISE CORRIDOR 52 | |
Kirk waits for the Turbo Lift, which opens at last. As | |
he gets in -- | |
SAAVIK'S VOICE | |
Hold please -- ! | |
Kirk holds and Saavik dashes in. She is surprised to | |
see him. | |
SAAVIK | |
(continuing) | |
Thank you, sir. | |
Kirk nods, the doors close. There is an uneasy forced | |
intimacy between them. | |
KIRK | |
Lieutenant, are you wearing your | |
hair differently? | |
SAAVIK | |
It is still regulation, Admiral. | |
She reaches out and touches a button. The lift stops. | |
SAAVIK | |
(continuing) | |
May I speak, sir? | |
KIRK | |
Lieutenant, self-expression does not | |
seem to be one of your problems. | |
SAAVIK | |
I wish to thank you for the high | |
efficiency rating. | |
KIRK | |
You earned it. | |
SAAVIK | |
I did not think so. | |
KIRK | |
You're bothered by your performance | |
on the Kobayashi Maru. | |
SAAVIK | |
I failed to resolve the situation. | |
KIRK | |
There is no correct resolution. | |
It is a test of character. | |
SAAVIK | |
May I ask how you dealt with the | |
test? | |
KIRK | |
(amused) | |
You may ask, Lieutenant. | |
She stares. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
That was a little joke. | |
SAAVIK | |
Humor... that is a difficult concept | |
... it is not logical... | |
KIRK | |
We learn by doing, Lieutenant. | |
She's a laugh a minute. Kirk pushes the button; the | |
elevator starts. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
You want my advice? | |
She studies him, considering. No doubt about it, the | |
attraction is mutual and she has no idea how to handle | |
it. | |
SAAVIK | |
Yes. | |
KIRK | |
Take the test again. | |
The lift stops and the doors open. | |
BONES | |
Who's been holding up the damn | |
elevator? | |
He reacts to them. Saavik exits demurely. | |
SAAVIK | |
Thank you, sir. | |
Bones enters and the doors close. Kirk studies the | |
ceiling. | |
BONES | |
Has she changed her hairstyle? | |
Kirk says nothing. | |
BONES | |
(finally) | |
Wonderful stuff, that Romulan | |
ale -- | |
UHURA'S VOICE | |
Admiral Kirk -- | |
KIRK | |
Kirk here. | |
UHURA'S VOICE | |
I have an urgent CommPic from Space | |
Lab Regula I for the Admiral. Dr. | |
Carol Marcus. | |
KIRK | |
In my quarters, Uhura. | |
UHURA'S VOICE | |
Yes, sir. | |
Awkward silence. | |
BONES | |
It never rains but when it pours -- | |
KIRK | |
As a physician you of all people | |
should appreciate the danger of | |
re-opening old wounds. | |
The elevator stops. Kirk leaves. The doors close. | |
BONES | |
(annoyed with | |
himself) | |
Sorry. | |
53 INT. KIRK'S QUARTERS 53 | |
Featuring VIEW SCREEN: A scramble of interference and | |
noise. A piece of Carol's VOICE breaks through now | |
and again as we PULL BACK revealing a frustrated Kirk. | |
KIRK | |
Uhura. Can't you augment? | |
UHURA | |
I'm trying, sir. Stand by... | |
Carol's face appears. The image will never be stable | |
for long; sometimes the sound will be covered. | |
CAROL | |
Jim... read me? Can you read me? | |
KIRK | |
Message breaking up, Carol. What's | |
wrong? What's wrong? | |
CAROL | |
... Can't read you... repeat... | |
KIRK | |
Repeat... what's wrong? What's | |
wrong? | |
CAROL | |
... taking Genesis away from us... | |
KIRK | |
Taking Genesis? Who? Who is taking | |
Genesis? | |
CAROL | |
... see you but can't hear. Did | |
you... order...? | |
KIRK | |
What order? Who's taking Genesis? | |
CAROL | |
... Please help us, Jim... won't | |
let them have... without proper... | |
repeat... on whose authority... | |
KIRK | |
Carol! | |
CAROL | |
Jim please -- | |
But the picture is irrevocably scrambled now. Kirk | |
pounds the Comm in frustration. | |
KIRK | |
Uhura! What's happening? Damn | |
it... | |
UHURA'S VOICE | |
Transmission jammed at the source, | |
sir. | |
KIRK | |
Damn. Alert Starfleet Headquarters. | |
I want to talk with Starfleet | |
Command. | |
54 OMITTED 54 | |
55 EXT. ENTERPRISE (FEATURE STOCK) 55 | |
cruising. | |
56 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 56 | |
The activity is normal. The Turbo-Lift opens and Kirk | |
strides in. Bones and Saavik react to the following: | |
KIRK | |
Stop engines. | |
SULU | |
Stop engines. | |
They look wonderingly. Kirk takes a breath -- | |
KIRK | |
An emergency situation has arisen. | |
By order of Starfleet Command, as | |
of now, 1800 hours, I am assuming | |
command of this vessel. Duty officer | |
so note in the ship's log. Plot a | |
new course: for Space Laboratory | |
Regula I. | |
(pushes a button) | |
Mr. Scott? | |
SCOTTY'S VOICE | |
Aye, sir. | |
KIRK | |
We'll be going to warp speed -- | |
SCOTTY'S VOICE | |
Aye, sir -- | |
SULU | |
(overlapping) | |
Course plotted for Regula I, Admiral... | |
KIRK | |
Engage warp engines -- | |
SAAVIK | |
(comes out of being | |
stunned) | |
Prepare for warp speed. | |
SULU | |
Ready, sir. | |
KIRK | |
Mr. Sulu, go to Warp 5. | |
Sulu does, and with a great thrust of energy -- | |
57 EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE (FEATURE STOCK) 57 | |
The ship accelerates, and then, with an eye-filled | |
burst, whips ahead to warp speed, disappearing. | |
57A INT. SPOCK'S QUARTERS 57A | |
Spock is at meditation as Kirk enters quietly. Spock | |
looks up. | |
KIRK | |
We've got a problem. | |
Spock raises an eyebrow -- | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Something may be wrong at Regula | |
I. We've been ordered to investigate. | |
SPOCK | |
Regula I is a scientific research | |
laboratory, if memory serves... | |
KIRK | |
I told Starfleet all we had was a | |
boatload of children but we're the | |
only ship in the quadrant. Spock: | |
those cadets of yours -- how good | |
are they? How will they respond | |
under real pressure? | |
SPOCK | |
Like all living beings, Admiral | |
each according to his gifts. The | |
ship is yours. | |
KIRK | |
That won't be necessary: just take | |
me to Regula I. | |
SPOCK | |
Excuse my presumption, but I do not | |
agree. As a teacher on a training | |
mission, I am content to command a | |
Starship. If we are to go on actual | |
duty, it is clear that the senior | |
officer aboard must assume command. | |
KIRK | |
But it may be nothing; garbled | |
communications. Why don't you... | |
SPOCK | |
You proceed from a false assumption. | |
I am a Vulcan. I have no ego to bruise. | |
Kirk smiles in bemused wonderment. | |
KIRK | |
You are going to remind me that | |
logic alone dictates your actions. | |
SPOCK | |
I was going to remind you of nothing, | |
least of all that which you know well. | |
(pause) | |
Your mistake, if I may be so bold, | |
was promotion. Commanding a Starship | |
is your first best destiny. Anything | |
else is a waste of material. | |
KIRK | |
I would not presume to debate you. | |
SPOCK | |
That is wise. In any case, were I | |
to invoke logic, logic clearly dictates | |
that the needs of the many outweigh | |
the needs of the few. | |
KIRK | |
Or the one. | |
Spock inclines his head. | |
SPOCK | |
You are my superior officer. You | |
are also my friend. I have been | |
and always shall be yours. | |
Kirk is moved. He starts to speak, can't -- finally: | |
KIRK | |
Will you accompany me to the bridge? | |
SPOCK | |
I'd best talk with Mr. Scott, first | |
so that he may, in his own words, | |
explain the situation to his cadets. | |
Kirk's face tells us the wisdom of Spock's choice. | |
58 EXT. SPACE STATION REGULA I 58 | |
Floating quietly around the planet below. Tranquil | |
as we PUSH SLOWLY IN. | |
OVER we can hear, FILTERED, UHURA'S VOICE: | |
UHURA'S VOICE | |
Regula I, this is Enterprise. This | |
is Enterprise calling. Do you | |
receive... I say... | |
59 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 59 | |
Featuring Spock and Uhura, as she keeps trying -- | |
UHURA | |
... Again, this is Enterprise calling | |
Space Lab Regula I. Come in, please. | |
Dr. Marcus. Please respond, please | |
-- it's no use; no response from | |
Regula I. | |
SPOCK | |
But no longer jammed? | |
UHURA | |
No, sir. No nothing. | |
Spock considers, moves to Kirk. | |
SPOCK | |
There are two possibilities, sir | |
they are unwilling to respond, they | |
are unable to respond. | |
KIRK | |
How far? | |
SPOCK | |
Twelve hours and forty-three | |
minutes, present speed. | |
KIRK | |
Give up Genesis, she said. What in | |
God's name does that mean? Give it | |
up to whom? | |
SPOCK | |
It might help my analysis if I knew | |
what Genesis was. | |
Kirk looks at him, nods; rising now. | |
KIRK | |
Uhura, ask Dr. McCoy to join us in | |
my quarters. Mr. Saavik, take the | |
con. | |
They start for the Turbo Lifts as Saavik reacts -- | |
60 INT. KIRK'S QUARTERS 60 | |
BONES | |
I've got the sick bay ready. Will | |
someone please tell me what is going | |
on? | |
KIRK | |
(dims lights) | |
Computer. Request security procedure | |
and access to Project Genesis | |
Summary. | |
COMPUTER VOICE | |
Identify for retina scan. | |
KIRK | |
Kirk, Admiral James T., Starfleet | |
General Staff. Security Class 1. | |
The screen is suddenly busy with coded read-outs and | |
then computer graphics of retina patterns. Then it | |
glows green. SECURITY CLEARANCE, CLASS 1 GRANTED. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Summary, please. | |
More coded read-outs, a red line SECURITY SCAN, then | |
over it APPROVED, in green. Replaced by: | |
61 ON SCREEN INT. CAROL MARCUS' LAB, REGULA I 61 | |
Carol appears, FACING CAMERA, not used to it. To one | |
side stands David and behind them, the lab. | |
62 ANGLE - KIRK, SPOCK, BONES 62 | |
SPOCK | |
Carol Marcus -- | |
KIRK | |
Yes. | |
63 ON SCREEN (AND INTERCUT) 63 | |
CAROL | |
I'm Dr. Carol Marcus, and I am | |
the director of the Project | |
Genesis team at Regula I. What | |
exactly IS Genesis? Put simply, | |
Genesis is a procedure whereby | |
the molecular structure of any | |
given matter can be restructured | |
-- changed -- into anything else | |
of identical mass. | |
(DNA ILM TAPE ACCOMPANIES, AD LIB) | |
SPOCK | |
Fascinating. | |
KIRK | |
Wait -- | |
CAROL | |
Stage One of our experiments | |
was conducted in the labora- | |
tory. Stage Two of the series | |
will be attempted in a lifeless | |
underground; Stage Three will | |
involve the process on a plane- | |
tary scale. What follows is a | |
computer projected simulation | |
of Stage Three. Please watch | |
closely. | |
64 ILM MONITOR SEQUENCE 64 | |
65 CAROL 65 | |
It is our intention to introduce | |
what we call the Genesis device | |
or "torpedo" into the targeted | |
area of a lifeless space body, | |
a moon or other inert form -- | |
the device is fired -- | |
66 ON BONES, SPOCK AND KIRK 66 | |
react with wonder. | |
67 BACK TO MONITOR 67 | |
CAROL | |
-- Unleashing, almost instantan- | |
eously, what we call the Genesis | |
effect. Particulate matter is | |
reorganized and electrified -- | |
with life introduced results. | |
Instead of a dead moon, a living | |
breathing planet, capable of sus- | |
taining whatever life forms we | |
see fit to deposit on it... The | |
reformed object you see represents | |
the merest fraction of the Genesis | |
potential, should the Federation | |
wish to pursue these experiments to | |
their logical conclusion. | |
67A BACK TO CAROL IN LAB 67A | |
CAROL | |
When we consider the problems of | |
population and food supply, the | |
usefulness of this process begins | |
to become clear. | |
This concludes this demonstration | |
tape. Thank you for your attention. | |
The Genesis team eagerly awaits the | |
decision of the Federation regarding | |
the next phase of our work. | |
The tape becomes snowy and blinks off. | |
Kirk looks at Bones and Spock -- they are stunned. | |
SPOCK | |
It literally is Genesis... | |
KIRK | |
The power of creation -- | |
SPOCK | |
Have they proceeded with their | |
experiments? | |
KIRK | |
The tape was made a year ago. I | |
can only assume they've reached | |
Phase Two by now -- | |
BONES | |
But dear Lord, are we intelligent | |
enough to -- Suppose, this | |
thing were used where life already | |
exists? | |
SPOCK | |
It would destroy such life in favor | |
of its new matrix -- | |
BONES | |
It's new -- have you any idea what | |
you're saying? | |
SPOCK | |
I was not attempting to evaluate | |
its moral implications, Doctor. | |
As a matter of cosmic history, it | |
has always been easier to destroy | |
than to create -- | |
BONES | |
Not anymore! Now you can do both | |
at the same time! According to myth, | |
the earth was created in six days. | |
Watch out: here comes Genesis; | |
we'll do it for you in six minutes -- | |
SPOCK | |
I don't dispute that in the wrong | |
hands -- | |
BONES | |
Would you like to tell me whose | |
are the right hands, my cold-blooded | |
friend? Are you in favor of these | |
experiments? | |
KIRK | |
Gentlemen, this isn't -- | |
SPOCK | |
Really, Dr. McCoy; you cannot ban | |
the acquisition of knowledge | |
because you distrust the moral | |
implications of what you learn. | |
Logic suggests -- | |
BONES | |
Logic?? We're talking about | |
universal Armageddon, you inhuman | |
bloodless... | |
SAAVIK'S VOICE | |
(intercom) | |
Admiral, sensors indicate a vessel | |
in our area, closing fast. | |
KIRK | |
What do you make of her? | |
SAAVIK'S VOICE | |
It's one of ours, Admiral... It's | |
Reliant. | |
SPOCK | |
What's she doing here? | |
KIRK | |
Chekov's on Reliant, isn't he? | |
68 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 68 | |
The whoosh of the turbo doors and Kirk, Bones and | |
Spock assume their posts. Saavik stands next to Kirk's | |
chair. | |
UHURA | |
She's not responding... | |
KIRK | |
Try the emergency channels... | |
UHURA | |
Enterprise to Reliant. Come in, | |
Reliant. | |
KIRK | |
Picture, Mr. Saavik. | |
69 ANGLE INCLUDING THE FORWARD SCREEN 69 | |
Space; a tiny dot in the distance, growing larger. | |
SPOCK | |
Attempt visual communication. | |
UHURA | |
Yes, sir. | |
KIRK | |
Is it possible their COMM system | |
has failed -- ? | |
SPOCK | |
It would explain a great many things -- | |
70 EXT. SPACE - THE RELIANT 70 | |
Boring forward ominously. | |
71 INT. BRIDGE - THE RELIANT 71 | |
Khan and his crew; no sign of Chekov and Terrell. On | |
Khan's screen, the Enterprise grows larger -- | |
KHAN | |
(almost sing-song | |
with joy) | |
Slow to one-half impulse power. | |
Let's be friends... | |
HELMSMAN | |
Slowing to one-half impulse. | |
JOACHIM | |
They're requesting visual | |
communications, sir. | |
KHAN | |
Let them eat static. | |
JOACHIM | |
They're still running with shields down. | |
KHAN | |
Of course. We're one big happy fleet. | |
Ah, Kirk, my old friend, do you know | |
the Klingon proverb that tells us | |
revenge is a dish that is best | |
served cold? | |
(pause) | |
It is very cold in space. | |
72 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 72 | |
SULU | |
Reliant in our section this quadrant, | |
sir, and slowing -- | |
KIRK | |
Visual. | |
Visual of Reliant appears. | |
SAAVIK | |
Sir, may I quote General Order 12: | |
'On the approach of any vessel, when | |
communications have not been est -- | |
SPOCK | |
Lieutenant, the Admiral is aware | |
of the Regulations. | |
SAAVIK | |
Aye, sir. | |
KIRK | |
(watches the | |
screen) | |
This is damned peculiar. | |
(beat) | |
Yellow alert. | |
SAAVIK | |
Energize defense fields. | |
ALARMS SOUND. The lights on the bridge dim into the | |
soft reddish glow of battle illumination. ADDITIONAL | |
CREW troop in to man vacant consoles. | |
UHURA | |
I'm getting a voice message... wait | |
... short range band. They say their | |
Chambers coil is shorting their COMM | |
system. | |
KIRK | |
Spock? | |
SPOCK | |
Scanning... | |
He steps to his station. | |
73 EXT. SPACE 73 | |
The two ships are very close, barely moving as they inch | |
toward each other. | |
74 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 74 | |
JOACHIM | |
They still haven't raised their | |
shields. | |
Khan is half out of his seat, sweating with anticipation. | |
KHAN | |
Careful: Not all at once. The | |
engine room. Lock on target and | |
prepare to fire. | |
JOACHIM | |
Locking phasers on target. | |
Computer graphics monitor: Cross-hairs on Enterprise. | |
BIG SCREEN (?) | |
75 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE - FAVORING SPOCK 75 | |
He reacts to his blue-lit scope -- | |
SPOCK | |
Their coil emissions are normal... | |
Wait: their shields are going up. | |
They're locking phasers -- ! | |
KIRK | |
Raise shields! Energize phasers, | |
stand by to -- | |
But the ENTIRE BRIDGE is ROCKED by a shock impact, some | |
of the crew sent flying. | |
76 EXT.SPACE 76 | |
Reliant firing phasers at Enterprise. A hit in the rear | |
of the engine room area, debris flying into the void. | |
77 INT. ENTERPRISE ENGINE ROOM 77 | |
An explosion rips through the facility, sending yellow- | |
ish green GAS hurtling down the long facility towards us. | |
Crewmen are hurled through the air, screaming. | |
78 ANGLE - THE GREAT AUTO DOORS 78 | |
roll closed, sealing off the damaged tail section, | |
SIRENS SHRIEKING! | |
79 ANGLE - THE TRAINEES 79 | |
terrified, scramble to get out amid the deadly yellow- | |
ish green smoke, the cries. | |
80 ANGLE - SCOTTY 80 | |
trying to rally them -- | |
SCOTTY | |
Respirators! Get back! Use your | |
respirators! | |
And he puts his own respirator on, as do some of the | |
veterans. Preston dons his respirator -- and stays. | |
81 HIGH ANGLE - ENGINE ROOM 81 | |
The angle we saw during inspection. The trainees, in | |
panic amid the gas crawl over each other trying to get | |
out. They scramble over each other's shoulders in the | |
efforts to escape, screaming and shouting. | |
82 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 82 | |
The bridge is slowly righting. Crew members getting | |
back to their stations. On speaker, we hear the CRIES | |
AND SHOUTS of the Engine Room. | |
KIRK | |
Mr. Sulu... The shields! | |
SULU | |
Trying, sir! | |
INTERCOM VOICE | |
Medical Alert: Engine Room. | |
Bones dashes out. | |
SULU | |
I can't get power, sir! | |
KIRK | |
Scotty! | |
Scotty's voice is faint, drowned by the screams and | |
cries from a dozen intercom stations. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Uhura, turn off those damn | |
channels!! | |
Uhura does. There is a dead silence. Then: | |
UHURA | |
Mr. Scott on discrete. | |
KIRK | |
Scotty, let's have it. | |
83 INT. ENGINE ROOM - FAVORING SCOTTY 83 | |
Behind, the crew chief and a few others work feverishly | |
in respirators. Scotty, in respirator, with a throat | |
mike which filters his voice. | |
SCOTTY | |
Just hanging on, sir. Main energizers | |
out. | |
84 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 84 | |
ON SCREEN computer graphics, red flashing lights indi- | |
cate damaged areas. Spock steps up to Kirk evaluating | |
the display. | |
SPOCK | |
They knew just where to hit us. | |
KIRK | |
WHO? Who knew just where to hit | |
us? And why? | |
SPOCK | |
(shakes head) | |
One thing is certain; we cannot | |
escape on auxiliary power. | |
KIRK | |
Visual! | |
(sees visual) | |
Mr. Sulu, divert everything to the | |
phasers -- | |
SPOCK | |
(re screen) | |
Too late -- | |
On VISUAL SCREEN, Photon torpedoes approach... | |
KIRK | |
Hang on! | |
The bridge is shaken badly, screens go dark, fires spark | |
and erupt. ALARMS and SOUND full. Crew personnel try | |
to put out electrical fires, help the fallen -- | |
85 EXT. SPACE - RELIANT 85 | |
circling Enterprise. | |
86 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE - FAVORING KHAN AT DASH 86 | |
The glow of the O.S. screens and battle illumination | |
highlighting the passion in his eyes. | |
87 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 87 | |
The firefighting continues. | |
KIRK | |
Scotty -- what's left? | |
SCOTTY'S VOICE | |
Just the batteries, sir. I can have | |
auxiliary power in a few minutes -- | |
KIRK | |
We don't have minutes. Can you | |
give me phaser power? | |
SCOTTY'S VOICE | |
A few shots, sir. | |
SPOCK | |
Not enough against their shields. | |
KIRK | |
Who the hell are they? | |
UHURA | |
Admiral... Commander Reliant is | |
signaling. | |
(a pause) | |
He wishes to discuss terms of our | |
surrender. | |
There is a moment. Kirk looks around the battered | |
bridge, and his eyes meet Spock's, and Saavik's. | |
KIRK | |
On screen. | |
UHURA | |
(hesitating) | |
Admiral -- | |
KIRK | |
Do it, while we have time. | |
All eyes go to the SCREEN. After momentary visual | |
confusion, Khan's face appears, smiling -- | |
KIRK | |
(continuing; dumbfounded) | |
Khan! | |
SAAVIK | |
Who? | |
KHAN | |
You still remember, Admiral. I | |
cannot help but be touched. Of | |
course, I remember you. | |
KIRK | |
What is the meaning of this attack? | |
Where is the crew of the Reliant? | |
KHAN | |
Surely I have made my meaning plain. | |
I mean to avenge myself upon you, | |
Admiral. I've deprived your ship of | |
power and when I swing round I mean | |
to deprive you of your life -- | |
88 EXT. SPACE 88 | |
We can see Reliant making a large arc as she prepares to | |
come back for another round. | |
89 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 89 | |
KHAN | |
(on screen) | |
-- But I wanted you to know first | |
who it was who had beaten you: I, | |
Khan Noonian Singh, the eagle you | |
attempted to cage forever. | |
KIRK | |
Khan, listen to me -- if its me you | |
want, I'll have myself beamed aboard. | |
All I ask is that you spare my crew. | |
KHAN | |
That is a most intriguing offer. | |
Typical, I must say of your sterling | |
character. Let me think. | |
90 EXT. SPACE 90 | |
Reliant continues her slow arc. | |
91 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 91 | |
KHAN | |
(on screen) | |
I make you a counter-proposal, I will | |
agree to your terms, if in addition | |
to yourself, you turn over to me all | |
data and material regarding the | |
project called Genesis. | |
Reactions from Spock and Kirk. | |
KIRK | |
Genesis, what's that? | |
KHAN | |
Don't play with me, Kirk, my hand is | |
on the phaser control -- | |
KIRK | |
Give me some time to recall the data | |
on our computers -- | |
KHAN | |
I give you sixty seconds, Admiral. | |
Kirk turns from the screen -- | |
SPOCK | |
Admiral, you can't give him Genesis... | |
KIRK | |
At least we know he hasn't got it. | |
Just keep nodding as though I'm | |
giving orders. Saavik, punch up the | |
data charts of Reliant's command | |
console -- hurry... | |
SAAVIK | |
Reliant's command... | |
KIRK | |
HURRY. | |
SPOCK | |
The prefix code? | |
KIRK | |
It's all we've got. | |
SAAVIK | |
On screen... | |
KIRK | |
(to Khan) | |
We're finding it. | |
(urging) | |
Please, please -- you've got to | |
give us time -- the bridge is | |
smashed, computers inoperative... | |
KHAN | |
Time is a luxury you do not have, | |
Admiral: forty-five seconds... | |
92 EXT. SPACE 92 | |
Reliant, her arc completed, is coming back. | |
93 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 93 | |
SAAVIK | |
I don't understand -- | |
Kirk puts on his spectacles -- | |
KIRK | |
You've got to learn WHY things | |
work on a Starship. | |
(to Khan) | |
It's coming through now, Khan... | |
SPOCK | |
(descends) | |
The prefix code is 16309. All | |
commands from each Starship bridge | |
are relayed electronically; each | |
ship has its own prefix combination | |
code... | |
KHAN | |
Thirty seconds... | |
KIRK | |
... to prevent an enemy from doing | |
just what we're attempting; using | |
our console to tap in a message, | |
an order to lower Reliant's damn | |
shields... | |
SPOCK | |
(at the weapons console) | |
Let's hope he hasn't changed the | |
combination. He's quite intelligent... | |
KIRK | |
(grim) | |
Wait for my signal, Spock -- too | |
soon and he'll have time to figure | |
it out and raise them again. | |
Spock nods; Kirk turns to the screen -- | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Khan, how do I know you'll keep | |
your word? | |
KHAN | |
(on screen) | |
I've given you no word to keep, | |
Admiral. In my judgment, you simply | |
have no alternative. | |
KIRK | |
I take your point. Stand by to | |
receive our transmission. | |
He turns from the screen again, softly: | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Mr. Sulu, lock phasers on target | |
and await my command... | |
SULU | |
(quietly) | |
Phasers locked... | |
They're all sweating. | |
KHAN | |
Time's up, Admiral... | |
KIRK | |
(dry) | |
Here it comes. Now, Spock. | |
94 CLOSE UP SPOCK'S HANDS PUNCHING IN THE PREFIX CODE 94 | |
followed by other signals. | |
95 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 95 | |
JOACHIM | |
(stares at his console) | |
Sir -- our shields are dropping! | |
KHAN | |
Raise them -- | |
Joachim punches frantically -- | |
JOACHIM | |
They won't -- | |
KHAN | |
Where's the over-ride?? | |
All monitors are haywire now that Enterprise is tapped | |
in. They search wildly for the right switch, but... | |
96 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 96 | |
97 CLOSE UP - KIRK 97 | |
KIRK | |
FIRE! | |
98 CLOSE UP - SULU'S HANDS 98 | |
punching. | |
99 EXT. SPACE 99 | |
Enterprise fires at Reliant inflicting heavy damage. | |
100 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 100 | |
A shambles -- debris flying; Khan knocked to the deck. | |
He struggles to his feet through wiring -- | |
KHAN | |
(enraged) | |
At them! At them! FIRE! FIRE! | |
Why can't you? | |
JOACHIM | |
We can't fire, sir; they've damaged | |
the photon controls and the warp | |
drive. We must withdraw! | |
KHAN | |
No! | |
JOACHIM | |
Sir, we must! | |
(desperate urging) | |
We must repair the damage. Enterprise | |
will wait; she's not going anywhere. | |
Khan calms as the other holds him; he breathes deeper. | |
101 EXT. SPACE 101 | |
Reliant turns away. | |
102 ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 102 | |
They watch on screen as Reliant hauls off. | |
SULU | |
(breathless) | |
Sir, you did it. | |
KIRK | |
(enraged) | |
I did nothing -- except get caught | |
with my britches down. I must be | |
senile. Mr. Saavik, you just keep | |
right on quoting regulations. | |
Meantime, let's find out what the | |
hell is going on and see how bad | |
we've been -- | |
The turbo doors whoosh open as Kirk reaches them. | |
Scotty stands there, tears streaming down his face; | |
he holds the body of Midshipman Preston. Both of them | |
are covered in blood. He sways into Kirk's arms as | |
the others rush forward. | |
103 EXT. SPACE 103 | |
The Enterprise, motionless, scars of battle showing. | |
104 INT. ENGINE ROOM 104 | |
The CREW, wearing respirators amid the motionless ball | |
of gas, work frantically at a dozen jobs, trying to put | |
things aright, splicing wires, etc. Some TRAINEES who | |
panicked are back. | |
105 FEATURE THE CREW CHIEF 105 | |
making a final adjustment. | |
CREW CHIEF | |
Hit your blowers! | |
A TURBO WHINES and a great wind of suction pulls the | |
gas towards appropriate vents. The Crew Chief watches, | |
then yanks off his respirator; wipes his brow. | |
106 INT. SICK BAY 106 | |
MANY CASUALTIES IN EVIDENCE. Kirk enters and LEADS | |
CAMERA THROUGH them; he has a word or two for men he | |
doesn't know by name. Kirk leads us to the operating | |
theatre, where Bones works over Preston. Scotty stands | |
by, his lips trembling. Preston opens his eyes, sees | |
Scotty and Kirk. | |
PRESTON | |
(faint) | |
Is the word given? | |
KIRK | |
(soft) | |
The word is given: warp speed. | |
PRESTON | |
(almost smiles) | |
Aye... | |
He dies. Pause. Scotty looks across the body at Kirk. | |
SCOTTY | |
WHY? | |
KIRK | |
(looks at Preston) | |
He wants to kill me for passing | |
sentence on him 14 years ago -- and | |
he doesn't care who stands between | |
him and his vengeance. | |
BONES | |
Scotty, I'm sorry... | |
SCOTTY | |
He stayed at his post. When the | |
trainees ran, he stayed. | |
KIRK | |
If he hadn't, we'd be space by now. | |
SPOCK'S VOICE | |
Admiral, this is Spock. | |
Kirk hits a wall intercom -- | |
KIRK | |
Yes, Spock. | |
SPOCK'S VOICE | |
Engine room reports auxiliary power | |
restored. We can proceed at impulse | |
power. | |
KIRK | |
(thinks) | |
Best speed to Regula I. Kirk | |
out. Scotty, I've got to ask: Any | |
chance of getting the mains back on | |
the line? | |
SCOTTY | |
I dinna think so, sir, but you'll | |
have my best -- | |
With an effort, he gets to his feet -- | |
SCOTTY | |
(continuing) | |
Thanks -- I know you tried, Doctor... | |
Squeezes his shoulder and limps off -- We NOW HEAR | |
the sound of impulse power taking effect. | |
KIRK | |
Are you all right? | |
Bones shrugs unhappily, looks at Preston. | |
BONES | |
Doctors lose patients sometimes. | |
Damn. I'm still in the dark: How'd | |
he know about Genesis? | |
KIRK | |
At the moment that question takes | |
a back seat to preventing him from | |
laying his hands on it. You said it | |
yourself; we're talking about a bang | |
that would re-arrange the universe... | |
BONES | |
There may still be time... you gave | |
as good as you got. | |
KIRK | |
(looks him in the eye) | |
I got beat. We're only alive because | |
I knew something about these ships | |
that he didn't. | |
He turns and leaves as Bones watches, looks again at | |
Preston. | |
107 EXT. SPACE - REGULA I SPACE STATION 107 | |
Regula, the dead planet beyond. | |
108 EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE 108 | |
Approaching. As she moves slowly PAST CAMERA, WE PAN | |
WITH her TO SEE that she is approaching the space lab. | |
109 INT. BRIDGE - ENTERPRISE 109 | |
Battle damage, some repaired, some not. The bridge is | |
filled with tension, all hands at station. | |
SULU (V.O.) | |
Approaching Regula and Space Lab | |
Regula I. | |
KIRK | |
Try again. | |
UHURA | |
Space Station Regular I, this is | |
Starship Enterprise. Come in, please... | |
110 INT. SPACE STATION REGULAR I - CAROL'S LAB - ON SCREEN 110 | |
As before, Uhura's image, imploring a response. | |
UHURA | |
I say again. Space Station Regular. | |
This is Starship Enterprise. Please | |
respond. Please respond. | |
During this, CAMERA HAS PANNED CLOSE AMONG the techni- | |
cal clutter. Then suddenly. SOUND -- eerie, frightening. | |
Our ears cannot place it... and before we can, it is gone | |
a warning. | |
111 BACK TO BRIDGE 111 | |
UHURA | |
... No response, sir. | |
KIRK | |
Sensors, Captain? | |
SPOCK | |
Scanners and sensors still inoperative. | |
There's no way to tell what's inside | |
the station. | |
KIRK | |
And no way of knowing if Reliant | |
is still in the area... | |
SPOCK | |
Affirmative, Admiral. | |
KIRK | |
(with irony) | |
... Blind as a Tiberian Bat. | |
What do you make of the plantoid | |
beyond? | |
SPOCK | |
Regula is class "D'. It consists of | |
various remarkable ores. Essentially, | |
a great rock in space. | |
KIRK | |
Reliant could be hiding behind that rock. | |
SPOCK | |
A distinct possibility. | |
KIRK | |
Engine room... Scotty, do we have | |
enough power for the transporters? | |
SCOTTY'S VOICE | |
Just barely, sir. | |
KIRK | |
(the decision) | |
I'm going down to the station. | |
He starts out. Bones stops him. | |
BONES | |
Khan could be down there! | |
KIRK | |
He's BEEN there and hasn't found | |
what he wants. Can you spare | |
someone? There may be people | |
hurt. | |
BONES | |
I can spare me... | |
SAAVIK | |
Begging the Admiral's pardon: | |
General Order 15: 'No flag officer | |
shall beam into a hazardous area | |
without armed escort.' | |
KIRK | |
There is no such regulation. | |
Saavik's gaze falters -- | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
All right, join the party. | |
Mr. Spock, the ship is yours. | |
SPOCK | |
Aye sir -- | |
KIRK | |
Establish a parking orbit around | |
the station and send me a complete | |
damage report when you've talked | |
with Mr. Scott. | |
SPOCK | |
Be careful, Jim... | |
Kirk, Bones and Saavik head for the turbo doors. | |
112 EXT. SPACE - SPACE STATION REGULAR I 112 | |
CLOSER ANGLE now. The silence is ominous. | |
113 INT. SPACE STATION REGULAR I - CAROL'S LAB 113 | |
empty, except for the hums and crackles of abandoned | |
equipment. With a FAMILIAR SOUND, BONES, KIRK and | |
SAAVIK MATERIALIZE. All have phasers, communicators | |
and tricorders. | |
For a moment they look around, seeing emptiness. Like | |
being in a haunted house. | |
KIRK | |
Hello...! Anybody here? | |
A WEIRD ECHO reverberates his cries. | |
SAAVIK | |
(raises tricorder) | |
Indeterminate life signs. | |
KIRK | |
Phasers on stun. Move out. | |
They separate. Each begins to search. | |
114 ANGLE WITH SAAVIK 114 | |
She moves to the electronic and data area, examines the | |
consoles, the equipment, then settles for the data bank. | |
She starts keying sequences with the computer. | |
115 INT. SPACE STATION - BONES 115 | |
He shows signs of fear as he walks through the deserted | |
place, like a scuba diver exploring a cave. We want | |
him to go back. | |
A NOISE. Bones reacts with brave apprehension. | |
Rounding a corner, he starts: A RAT scuttles right in | |
front of him. | |
Bones sighs with relief and moves forward. We think | |
he's safe. | |
SUDDENLY SOMETHING FALLS RIGHT ON HIS FACE: an upside | |
down human ARM. | |
116 SAME LOCALE - LATER 116 | |
Kirk helps Bones cut down the last of the five BODIES | |
from where they were hanged, upside down. | |
Having recovered his composure, Bones examines the | |
corpses. We RECOGNIZE Madison, March, among others. | |
One is clearly the COOK. | |
KIRK | |
(stunned) | |
They even killed the galley chief. | |
BONES | |
This one looks like a Steward. | |
They're not warm, but rigor hasn't | |
set in. This didn't happen all that | |
long ago, Jim. | |
Kirk looks around, despairingly -- | |
KIRK | |
Carol... | |
117 INT. SPACE LAB DATA BANK 117 | |
WITH SAAVIK working with console. Something puzzles | |
her. She frowns, but a NEW SOUND distracts her. She | |
looks up and moves off. | |
118 FULL SHOT - IN THE LAB 118 | |
A moan is heard. All three now converge on the area. | |
As they near it, Saavik's tricorder hums furiously. Be | |
this a room, a locker of some other place, this time | |
they -- "open the door." The limp bodies of Chekov and | |
Terrell fall out. | |
UHURA'S VOICE | |
(on screen) | |
Admiral Kirk, Enterprise. Come in, | |
please. Come in please. | |
She will continue sporadically. | |
KIRK | |
My God! | |
Chekov emits a live, reassuring moan. | |
BONES | |
That's Clark Terrell, Jim, I've | |
served with him. | |
Bones is passing his medical tricorder over Chekov. | |
BONES | |
(continuing) | |
Brain disturbance. Appears to be | |
drug induced. | |
He reaches into his kit. He shoots Chekov moves off | |
to Terrell. Uhura, voice continues in the b.g. | |
KIRK | |
Saavik, for God's sake, tell her | |
we're all right. | |
119 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE - FAVORING UHURA 119 | |
UHURA | |
I say again. This is Enterprise. | |
Please acknowledge signal. Please -- | |
Saavik's face appears on her screen. | |
SAAVIK | |
(on screen, hurried) | |
Commander Uhura, this is Lt. Saavik. | |
We're all right. Please stand by. | |
Out. | |
UHURA | |
(baffled) | |
Aye, aye. | |
120 INT. SPACE STATION - TIGHT GROUP 120 | |
Chekov opens his eyes, and stares into Kirk's. | |
CHEKOV | |
Oh, God, Admiral...! | |
He weeps like a child, and Kirk holds him. Meanwhile, | |
Terrell opens his eyes and stares at Bones. | |
BONES | |
It's Dr. McCoy, Captain. Do you | |
remember me? | |
TERRELL | |
McCoy? Yes. Oh, yes. | |
121 ANGLE FAVORING CHEKOV AND KIRK 121 | |
Chekov breaks the embrace in high relief and anxiety. | |
CHEKOV | |
Oh, sir. It was Khan! We found him | |
on Ceti Alpha V. | |
KIRK | |
Easy, Pavel... Tell me what you | |
can... | |
CHEKOV | |
No life signs -- but he was there. | |
Captured us. He -- he put creatures | |
in our bodies. To control our minds. | |
Bones takes over Chekov -- | |
BONES | |
It's all right, you're safe... | |
CHEKOV | |
... Made us say -- lies... Do... | |
things... But we beat him... The | |
Captain and me. -- He thought he | |
controlled us, but he didn't ... | |
The Captain was strong. | |
Chekov breaks into tears. Kirk looks at Terrell, who is | |
more composed. | |
KIRK | |
Captain. Where is Dr. Marcus? | |
Where are the Genesis materials? | |
TERRELL | |
He couldn't find them. Some of | |
the scientists were still here, | |
but everything else, even the data | |
banks -- were empty. | |
SAAVIK | |
That's true, Admiral. All the | |
memory cells have been emptied. | |
KIRK | |
(ponders) | |
Erased... | |
TERRELL | |
He tortured those people. None of | |
them would tell him anything. He | |
went wild, strung them up and slit | |
their throats. He wanted to tear | |
the place apart, but he was late: | |
he had to get back to Reliant in | |
time to blow you to bits. | |
KIRK | |
He came damn close... | |
CHEKOV | |
He left us. | |
(with irony) | |
We were no longer of use. | |
SAAVIK | |
Where is the Reliant crew? Dead? | |
TERRELL | |
Marooned on Ceti Alpha V. He's | |
completely mad, Admiral. He blames | |
you for the death of his wife... | |
KIRK | |
I know what he blames me for. | |
(thinks) | |
The escape pods are all in place. | |
(looks around) | |
Where's the transporter room? | |
122 INT. SPACE STATION TRANSPORTER ROOM 122 | |
Kirk, wearing his spectacles, studies the transporter | |
consoles. ANGLE WIDENS TO REVEAL the transporter pods, | |
and the others, b.g. | |
KIRK | |
Did he make it down here? | |
Chekov and Terrell look at each other; they seem a bit | |
stronger. | |
CHEKOV | |
It was not my impression. He spent | |
most of his time trying to wring the | |
information out of the people. | |
Saavik approaches Kirk: | |
SAAVIK | |
Anything? | |
Kirk looks at her over the rims of the glasses: | |
KIRK | |
Somebody left the unit on. If | |
everyone else was dead, it implies | |
that no one remained to turn it off. | |
Those people back there bought escape | |
time for Genesis with their lives. | |
Saavik studies the console. | |
SAAVIK | |
It doesn't make sense. These | |
coordinates are well within | |
Regula -- a plantoid we know to be | |
lifeless and airless. | |
KIRK | |
(wheels turn) | |
If Stage Two was completed, it was | |
underground -- she said it was going | |
to be underground. | |
SAAVIK | |
Stage Two of what? | |
Kirk gets it. | |
KIRK | |
(on communicator) | |
Kirk to Enterprise. Damage report, | |
Spock? | |
SPOCK'S VOICE | |
Admiral, if we go by the book, like | |
Lieutenant Saavik, hours could seem | |
like days. | |
KIRK | |
(beat) | |
I read you, Captain. Let's have it. | |
Fractional pause. | |
SPOCK'S VOICE | |
The situation is grave, Admiral. We | |
won't have main power for six days | |
at least. Auxiliary power has | |
temporarily failed, but maybe we can | |
restore that in two days. By the | |
book, Admiral. | |
Kirk frowns. | |
KIRK | |
Meaning you can't even beam us back? | |
SPOCK'S VOICE | |
Not at present. | |
Kirk looks at Saavik and Bones, decides -- | |
KIRK | |
Captain Spock, if you do not hear | |
from us within one hour your orders | |
are to restore what power you can, | |
take the Enterprise to the nearest | |
Star Base and alert Starfleet | |
command when you are out of jamming | |
range. | |
UHURA'S VOICE | |
Sir -- we won't leave you behind...! | |
KIRK | |
Uhura, if you don't hear from us, | |
there won't be anybody behind. Kirk | |
out. | |
(to Terrell and Chekov) | |
You gentleman can remain here, or... | |
TERRELL | |
If it's all the same, Admiral, we'd | |
like to share the risk. | |
KIRK | |
(hesitates) | |
Very well. Let's go. | |
BONES | |
Go? Where are we going? | |
KIRK | |
(points to console) | |
Where they went. Saavik. | |
Kirk walks onto the pods as Saavik works the console, | |
rolling in electronic coding. The others join Kirk. | |
BONES | |
But what if they went -- nowhere? | |
KIRK | |
Then this will be your big chance | |
to get away from it all. | |
SAAVIK | |
Ready. | |
She presses a button, joins them on the pods. Slowly | |
they VANISH. | |
123 EXT. SPACE - THE PLANTOID REGULA 123 | |
CAMERA MOVES TOWARD it as the BEAM SOUND continues, | |
with irregularity. The plantoid is ugly and dead. | |
The sound frightens us, and climaxes with: | |
124 INT. ROCKY CAVERN - REGULA 124 | |
The BEAM SOUND screeches, then settles into its comfort- | |
able mode as the FIVE FIGURES FLUCTUATE, FADE, then | |
APPEAR. They look around in wonder and relief. | |
SAAVIK | |
Admiral -- | |
She indicates something O.S. They cross as CAMERA | |
reveals a cave wall stacked with technical materials | |
and crowned by a LARGE PROJECTILE, a giant version | |
of the model we saw earlier. They stare. (N.B. FEATURE | |
GENESIS ARMING CONTROL BOX.) | |
BONES | |
Genesis, I presume. | |
They walk by a group of crates. It all happens very | |
fast: David leaps out and tackles Kirk, throwing him to | |
the ground and landing atop him, a knife at his throat. | |
At the same time, Bones and Saavik reach for their | |
phasers, but Jedda, already armed, steps out. He has | |
them covered and helpless. | |
125 ANGLE FAVORING DAVID 125 | |
DAVID | |
You're the sonavabitch who | |
committed mass murder up there. | |
He raises the knife -- | |
KIRK | |
I'm Admiral Kirk... | |
DAVID | |
We were still there, you dumb | |
bastard! We could hear the screams | |
all the way to the transporter room -- | |
Again he raises the knife -- | |
KIRK | |
Where's Dr. Marcus -- | |
DAVID | |
I'm Doctor Marcus! | |
Carol reaches the tunnel entrance to the cave -- | |
CAROL | |
David -- | |
DAVID | |
Mother, go back! | |
Carol sees Kirk -- | |
CAROL | |
Jim -- | |
DAVID | |
Go back. I'm going to kill him. | |
CAROL | |
(takes a breath) | |
You do that and you'll have murdered | |
your father. | |
All react. David and Kirk, facing each other, are | |
turned to stone. Bones, Jedda and Chekov turn to look | |
at Carol, wondering. Terrell very casually takes the | |
phaser from Jedda. | |
126 NEW ANGLE (FORMERLY SCENE 134) 126 | |
TERRELL | |
(cool) | |
I'll hold onto this. | |
But Kirk and Carol ignore them and walk towards each | |
other. There are tears in Carol's eyes. She reaches | |
up, trying to smile and touches his hair -- | |
CAROL | |
You've got a little grey -- | |
She can't. Kirk takes her and holds her tightly, look- | |
ing at David, over her shoulder. He stands there, | |
stunned, looking back. | |
KIRK | |
Carol. Is that true? | |
She nods -- | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Why didn't you tell me? | |
DAVID | |
She's making it up! My father was | |
Professor -- | |
CAROL | |
David, you're just making this | |
harder -- | |
TERRELL | |
I'm afraid it's even harder than you | |
think, Doctor. | |
He and Chekov have their phasers trained on them. | |
TERRELL | |
(continuing) | |
Please don't move -- | |
KIRK | |
Chekov -- ! | |
CHEKOV | |
I'm sorry, Admiral. | |
Terrell speaks into his wrist recorder. | |
TERRELL | |
Your excellency, have you been | |
listening? | |
KHAN'S VOICE | |
(filtered) | |
I have indeed, Captain. You have | |
done well... | |
DAVID | |
I knew it -- ! | |
David makes a reckless break for Terrell; Saavik | |
instantly throws herself on him bringing him down as | |
Terrell fires, hitting Jedda, who was behind David -- | |
a killing ray. Jedda dematerializes. Carol SCREAMS | |
and David reacts with horror and guilt. | |
Most importantly, Chekov begins to tremble. Terrell | |
himself is shaken by his reflexive action. He's in | |
semi-panic. | |
TERRELL | |
Don't move -- any of you! | |
127 127 | |
thru thru | |
134 134 | |
135 EXT. SPACE - THE DARK SIDE OF REGULA 135 | |
Reliant, motionless in a parking orbit. | |
136 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE - FAVORING KHAN 136 | |
Joachim over his shoulder. Others in evidence. Khan | |
speaks into his console. | |
KHAN | |
Captain... We're waiting. What's | |
the delay? | |
137 INT. ROCKY CAVERN (INTERCUT AS DESIRED) 137 | |
TERRELL | |
All is well, sir. You have the | |
coordinates to beam up Genesis... | |
KHAN | |
First things first, Captain. Kill | |
Admiral Kirk. | |
Reactions by all -- only Kirk and Bones are unsurprised. | |
David and Saavik, dazed, fight the urge to do something. | |
Chekov is close to a seizure. Terrell fights conflicting | |
mental signals. | |
TERRELL | |
Excellency... it is difficult. | |
I try to obey, but -- | |
KHAN'S VOICE | |
Kill him. | |
As though tearing off a leach, Terrell grabs at the | |
wrist recorder and flings it to the ground. A shock- | |
wave of pain hits Terrell. He recovers, trembling and | |
tries to obey. Chekov is shaking badly. Terrell aims | |
his phaser at Kirk. Chekov slowly raises his phaser | |
and aims at Terrell, though his hands are like lead. | |
We THINK Chekov is going to do the right thing. Then, | |
shockingly: Terrell turns his phaser on himself. | |
KHAN'S VOICE | |
(still emanates from | |
wrist recorder) | |
Kill him, Terrell. Now. | |
Terrell does, blowing himself into oblivion. | |
138 ANGLE - FAVORING CHEKOV 138 | |
He SCREAMS, horribly, drops his phaser, clutching his | |
head. | |
Bones leaps to his side, pulls an injection device from | |
his belt pack, jabs it into Chekov's arm. Chekov, | |
almost with a sigh of relief, drops. | |
KHAN'S VOICE | |
Terrell? Chekov -- ! | |
BONES | |
Jim -- for God's sake! | |
They rush to his side, as do Carol and David. | |
139 ANGLE - FAVORING CHEKOV 139 | |
From the fallen man's ear, something begins to emerge. | |
140 VERY CLOSE - CHEKOV'S EAR 140 | |
The Ceti eel crawls out. It has grown quite large. | |
141 SCENE 141 | |
Horror from all. Kirk picks up a phaser. As the eel | |
clears Chekov, he fires and destroys it. He shudders, | |
then sees the wrist recorder and grabs it. | |
KIRK | |
Khan, you bloodsucker, they're | |
finished! You'll have to do your | |
own dirty work now. Do you hear me? | |
Do you? | |
142 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 142 | |
Khan reacts to Kirk's VOICE: electronic shock. He | |
clutches the communicator, his eye-whites rolling. | |
KHAN | |
Kirk! Kirk, you are still alive -- | |
my old friend... | |
INTERCUT AS DESIRED WITH | |
143 ROCKY CAVERN - FAVORING KIRK 143 | |
KIRK | |
Still, 'old friend.' You've | |
managed to kill just about everyone | |
else, but like a poor marksman, you | |
keep missing the target. | |
KHAN | |
(ironic) | |
Perhaps I no longer need to try. | |
He punches several buttons. | |
In the Rocky Cavern the transporter beam locks on to the | |
Genesis torpedo and its arming control box. | |
As Kirk and the others watch, horrified, Khan beams up | |
the materials. David tries to reach the torpedo, but | |
Saavik holds him fast -- | |
DAVID | |
Let go -- he can't -- ! | |
SAAVIK | |
Only half of you would get there. | |
The beam disappears and Genesis with it, leaving them | |
alone. | |
KIRK | |
(desperate) | |
Khan, you have Genesis, but you | |
don't have me! You were going to | |
kill me, Khan, it was your sole | |
purpose. You'll have to come down | |
here to do it! You'll have to | |
come down! | |
KHAN'S VOICE | |
I've done far worse than kill you, | |
Admiral. I've hurt you. And I | |
wish to go on hurting you. I | |
shall leave you, as you left me -- | |
where no one will ever find you: | |
poetic justice; marooned for | |
eternity in the center of a dead | |
planet -- buried alive. | |
KIRK | |
Khan -- ! | |
KHAN | |
Goodbye, Admiral. Oh, and don't | |
count on Enterprise. She can't | |
move. My next act will be to blow | |
her out of the heavens. | |
KIRK | |
KHAN! | |
144 OMITTED 144 | |
145 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 145 | |
Khan closes his eyes in voluptuous satisfaction. | |
Joachim enters and Khan looks at him. | |
KHAN | |
Well? | |
JOACHIM | |
Warp drive still inoperative. All | |
other systems should be restored | |
shortly. | |
Khan sighs, contentedly. | |
KHAN | |
Excellent. We have all the time | |
in the world. | |
146 INT. ROCKY CAVERN 146 | |
As before, Saavik is on the communicator. | |
SAAVIK | |
This is Lt. Saavik, calling Enterprise... | |
She keeps trying. Chekov stirs -- | |
BONES | |
He's alive! | |
Bones goes and tends Chekov who moans, tries to sit up. | |
KIRK | |
Pavel? | |
Chekov tries to smile; Kirk takes his hand -- | |
SAAVIK | |
No use, Admiral, they're still | |
jamming all channels. | |
BONES | |
(looks across Chekov) | |
It wouldn't make any difference. | |
If Enterprise obeyed orders she's | |
long since gone. And if she couldn't | |
obey, she's finished. | |
DAVID | |
So are we, it looks like. | |
CAROL | |
I don't understand. | |
Who's responsible for all this? | |
Who is Khan? | |
KIRK | |
It's a long story. | |
DAVID | |
We appear to have plenty of time. | |
BONES | |
(dry) | |
You and your father can catch up on | |
things. | |
DAVID | |
(bitter) | |
My father. I hope you realize | |
another man has just been killed | |
because of... | |
BONES | |
Because of you, son. You shouldn't | |
have tried to rush someone holding | |
a primed phaser. Anyway it isn't | |
one man dead, it's two, in case | |
you've lost count. | |
David has been effectively spiked. Long silence. | |
KIRK | |
Do you have anything to eat? I | |
don't know about anyone else, but | |
I'm starved. | |
BONES | |
How can you think of food at a time | |
like this? | |
KIRK | |
Our first order of business is survival. | |
CAROL | |
There's food in the Genesis cave, | |
enough to last a lifetime -- should | |
that be necessary. | |
BONES | |
We thought this was Genesis. | |
Carol laughs -- there's an edge of hysteria to it. | |
CAROL | |
This? It took the Starfleet corps | |
of engineers ten months in space | |
suits to tunnel out all this. What | |
we did in there -- we did in a day. | |
David, why don't you show Dr. McCoy | |
and the Lieutenant our idea of food. | |
DAVID | |
But we can't just sit here -- ! | |
KIRK | |
(unruffled) | |
Oh, yes we can. Is there really | |
something to eat? | |
David looks at his father, who checks his watch, putting | |
on his spectacles. | |
CAROL | |
David. Please. | |
DAVID | |
(to Kirk) | |
This is just to give us something | |
to do, isn't it? | |
(he shrugs) | |
Come on. | |
Saavik and Bones make to follow. Saavik turns to Kirk -- | |
SAAVIK | |
Admiral? | |
KIRK | |
As your teacher Mr. Spock is fond | |
of saying: I like to think there | |
always are possibilities. | |
147 OMITTED 147 | |
thru thru | |
149 149 | |
150 EXT. SPACE 150 | |
Dark side of Gamma. Reliant sits idle. | |
150A INT. ROCKY CAVERN 150A | |
Carol sits on the ground, Chekov's head in her lap, | |
looking at Kirk. | |
CAROL | |
David was right, wasn't he? It's | |
just to keep them busy. | |
KIRK | |
Why? Why didn't you tell me? | |
CAROL | |
How can you ask me that? Were we | |
together? Where we going to be? | |
You had your world and I had mine. | |
I wanted him in mine, not chasing | |
through the universe with his father. | |
Kirk turns away, overcome. She watches him. | |
CAROL | |
(continuing) | |
He's a lot like you in many ways. | |
Nothing I could do about it. He's | |
smarter, of course; that goes without | |
saying. Most of Genesis is really | |
his. | |
Her joke doesn't take effect. He doesn't turn. | |
CAROL | |
(continuing) | |
This is it, isn't it? We're never | |
going to get out of here. | |
Kirk says nothing. | |
CAROL | |
(continuing) | |
Please. Tell me what you're feeling. | |
Kirk hesitates, comes back and sits next to Chekov; he | |
changes Bones' compress on the ear as he finally speaks. | |
KIRK | |
There's a man I haven't seen in | |
fifteen years who thinks he's killed | |
me. You show me a son who'd almost be | |
happy to help him. My son. My life | |
that could have been and wasn't. What | |
am I feeling? I'm feeling old -- | |
worn out. | |
Carol studies him; gently she sets Chekov's head down | |
on a sweater, then stands. | |
CAROL | |
Let me show you something that will | |
make you feel young -- young as when | |
the world was new. | |
She offers her hand. Kirk looks at Chekov, who smiles, | |
faint assurance. | |
CAROL | |
(continuing) | |
He'll be all right. Come. | |
After a moment's hesitation, Kirk takes her hand and | |
she leads him to the tunnel. | |
150B INT. TUNNEL 150B | |
TRUCKING BEFORE Carol and Kirk. A rising light falls | |
on their faces as they walk, then run with excitement | |
toward the source. Kirk races ahead... | |
150C KIRK'S POV - MOVING THROUGH THE TUNNEL 150C | |
toward an iridescent light at its end, blindingly | |
beautiful with color. | |
INTERCUT: THESE TWO ANGLES until WE CAN HARDLY WAIT | |
for Kirk to reach the end of the tunnel, and then, | |
when it does: | |
150D INT. GENESIS CAVE - PROMONTORY LEVEL 150D | |
where the rock tunnel ends. Kirk comes out of the | |
tunnel, and his mouth drops open. | |
150E FULL SHOT - THE GENESIS CAVE (MATTE AND FX) (FORMERLY 150E | |
SCENE 130) | |
A huge cavern. Kirk is actually standing at the middle | |
of it. Space extends vastly above and below his point | |
of view. Like Eden, lush growth everywhere, water- | |
falls, and a cobalt blue sky high, high above where a | |
round orb glows sending light and warmth downward. | |
There is a path from where Kirk stands down to the lower | |
level where Bones, and the others are waiting and calling | |
to him. Mist and haze waft gently across the cavern. | |
150F BACK TO KIRK 150F | |
as Carol comes up beside him. | |
KIRK | |
You did this -- in a day?! | |
CAROL | |
The matrix formed in a day. The | |
life forms grew later -- at a | |
wildly accelerated rate. Can I | |
cook or can't I? | |
151 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 151 | |
The turbo doors open and Joachim stands there. | |
JOACHIM | |
Impulse power restored. | |
Khan smiles. | |
KHAN | |
More than a match for poor | |
Enterprise. | |
He punches at his console. | |
152 OMITTED 152 | |
thru thru | |
153 153 | |
154 EXT. SPACE - REGULA 154 | |
Reliant ominously pokes her nose into the lit side of | |
the planet, heading for Enterprise. | |
155 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 155 | |
JOACHIM | |
Departing dark side, Regula. | |
KHAN | |
Visual -- | |
156 ON SCREEN 156 | |
The Regula I Space Station -- but where is Enterprise? | |
157 ON KHAN 157 | |
frowning with puzzlement. | |
KHAN | |
Where IS she? | |
158 ON SCREEN 158 | |
not a trace! | |
159 INT. GENESIS CAVE PLATFORM 159 | |
Kirk and the others eat fruit from the huge (matte) | |
forest beyond. Chekov has been moved to join them. | |
159A ANGLE FAVORING DAVID AND SAAVIK 159A | |
who watches him. | |
DAVID | |
What are you looking at? | |
SAAVIK | |
The Admiral's son. | |
DAVID | |
Don't you believe it. | |
SAAVIK | |
Oh, I believe it. | |
She almost smiles. David returns her stare and it | |
throws her. | |
SAAVIK | |
(continuing) | |
What are you looking at? | |
DAVID | |
(confused) | |
I don't know. | |
159B INT. GENESIS CAVE - WIDER ANGLE 159B | |
Saavik rises, paces. Kirk puts down his food. | |
KIRK | |
Now that's what I call a meal. | |
BONES | |
It's like the Garden of Eden... | |
CAROL | |
Only here, every apple comes from | |
the Tree of Knowledge. | |
Kirk watches Saavik. | |
KIRK | |
What's on your mind, Lieutenant? | |
SAAVIK | |
The Kobayashi Maru, sir. | |
DAVID | |
The what? | |
BONES | |
The no-win scenario -- and with | |
what philosophy a commander faces | |
defeat. | |
KIRK | |
Are you asking me if we are playing | |
out that scenario now, Lieutenant? | |
SAAVIK | |
On the test, sir, will you tell me | |
what you did? I'd really like to | |
know. | |
Kirk looks at Bones, who smiles -- | |
BONES | |
Lieutenant, you are looking at the | |
only Starfleet cadet who ever beat | |
the no-win scenario -- | |
KIRK | |
And almost got tossed out of the | |
Academy... | |
He looks at his watch again, using his glasses -- | |
SAAVIK | |
How? | |
KIRK | |
I reprogrammed the simulation so it | |
was possible to rescue the ship. | |
SAAVIK | |
WHAT? | |
KIRK | |
I changed the conditions of the | |
test. I received a commendation for | |
original thinking. | |
(pause) | |
I don't like to lose. | |
SAAVIK | |
Then -- you never faced that | |
situation -- faced death... | |
BONES | |
Until now. | |
KIRK | |
We each face death every day we're | |
alive, Saavik. | |
He picks up the communicator. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Spock, this is Kirk. It's two hours. | |
Are you about ready? | |
SPOCK'S VOICE | |
Right on schedule, Admiral. Just | |
give us your coordinates and we'll | |
beam you aboard. | |
The others are on their feet, stunned with amazement -- | |
KIRK | |
Right. I don't like to lose. | |
He clicks off. | |
David gapes at his father. | |
160 OMITTED 160 | |
161 EXT. SPACE DARK SIDE OF REGULA 161 | |
WE CAN SEE NOW where Enterprise is: she has slipped | |
behind the plantoid, clockwise, even as Reliant was | |
rounding into the lighted side. | |
162 INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM - ENTERPRISE 162 | |
Kirk, David, Saavik, Carol and Bones, holding the semi- | |
conscious Chekov MATERIALIZE. Spock is there to greet | |
them. | |
SAAVIK | |
But the damage report -- we were | |
immobilized... | |
KIRK | |
Come, come, Lieutenant, you of all | |
people go by the book. Hello, | |
Spock. You remember Dr. Marcus... | |
They are moving through the room as they talk -- | |
SPOCK | |
Certainly... | |
SAAVIK | |
(overlapping) | |
By the book... | |
KIRK | |
Regulation 46-A: 'If transmissions | |
are being monitored during battle...' | |
SAAVIK | |
'... no uncoded messages on an open | |
channel...' | |
Saavik steps in front of Spock. | |
SAAVIK | |
(continuing) | |
You lied. | |
SPOCK | |
I exaggerated. | |
KIRK | |
Hours instead of days, Saavik; now | |
we have minutes instead of hours -- | |
BONES | |
(behind) | |
I'm taking this bunch to sick bay. | |
CAMERA STAYS WITH THEM, HOLDS ON DAVID, awed. | |
163 INT. CORRIDOR ENTERPRISE 163 | |
Saavik and Kirk follow Spock. They stop at a Turbo | |
Lift -- | |
SPOCK | |
They're inoperative below C-deck. | |
164 INT. ANOTHER ENTERPRISE CORRIDOR 164 | |
They race down corridors as they speak -- | |
KIRK | |
What IS working around here? | |
SPOCK | |
Not much, Admiral. We have partial | |
main power... | |
KIRK | |
That's it? | |
SPOCK | |
Best we could do in two hours. | |
165 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 165 | |
Full crew in place as doors whoosh open -- | |
SULU | |
(overjoyed) | |
Admiral on the bridge -- | |
KIRK | |
Battle stations. | |
ALARMS, SIRENS, ETC. CREW RUSH INTO PLACE AS Kirk, | |
Spock and Saavik approach the big screen. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Tactical. | |
We see the Enterprise emerging from the dark side of | |
Gamma Regula, where Reliant is now a moving blip. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Uh oh. | |
SPOCK | |
She can out-run us and out-gun us. | |
But there is the Mutara Nebula at | |
153 mark four. | |
KIRK | |
(studies his console) | |
Scotty, can we make it inside? | |
SCOTTY | |
The energizer's bypassed like a | |
Christmas tree -- so don't give me | |
too many bumps. | |
KIRK | |
No promises, Mr. Scott. On your way. | |
SAAVIK | |
Trouble with the nebula, sir, is all | |
that static discharge and gas clouds | |
our tactical display. Visuals won't | |
function and shields will be useless. | |
Kirk looks over the rims of his glasses at Spock; they | |
smile with faint amusement. | |
SPOCK | |
What's sauce for the goose, Mr. | |
Saavik. The odds will be even. | |
166 VARIOUS CORRIDORS, ENTERPRISE 166 | |
As the lights change, the CREW runs to their stations. | |
166A EXT. SPACE 166A | |
ENTERPRISE STARTS MOVING. | |
167 INT. HOSPITAL 167 | |
Carol, David and Bones react to the light change and | |
the sirens -- Bones works on Chekov... | |
DAVID | |
I'm going up there. | |
BONES | |
You'll be in the way, Dr. Marcus... | |
best stay here. | |
Carol and David are civilians on a battleship. | |
168 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 168 | |
Reacting. Saavik approaches Kirk and Spock. | |
SAAVIK | |
Admiral... what happens if Reliant | |
fails to follow us into the nebula? | |
Kirk and Spock exchange looks -- | |
SPOCK | |
I think we can guarantee she'll | |
follow us, Mr. Saavik. Remind me | |
to explain to you the concept of | |
human ego. | |
KIRK | |
Best speed, Scotty... | |
169 EXT. SPACE 169 | |
The Enterprise whooshes by CAMERA leaving Regula | |
behind. Reliant now appears in far b.g. and CAMERA | |
BEGINS A MOVE to her. | |
170 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 170 | |
KHAN | |
There! Full impulse power! Not | |
so wounded as we were led to believe | |
-- so much the better... | |
171 EXT. SPACE 171 | |
Reliant moves to and past CAMERA in hot pursuit. | |
172 EXT. SPACE - SERIES OF SHOTS 172 | |
Call them SPACE-BYS. Enterprise rushes TOWARD US, | |
flashes BY and CONTINUES towards the swirling nebula. | |
THEN Reliant does the same, closer in pursuit. At | |
this moment, half the distance between Regula and | |
the nebula has been covered. | |
173 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 173 | |
SPOCK | |
Estimating nebula penetration | |
in two minutes. Reliant is | |
closing. | |
KIRK | |
Steady as you go... | |
174 EXT. SPACE 174 | |
Orientation, SHOT. Reliant can clearly see where | |
Enterprise is headed -- | |
175 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 175 | |
JOACHIM | |
We'll lose them if they go in there. | |
KHAN | |
Rake her. | |
176 SOMEONE PUNCHES A BUTTON 176 | |
177 EXT. SPACE 177 | |
Reliant's shot crosses Enterprise's bow -- | |
178 INT. ENTERPRISE HOSPITAL 178 | |
The ship reverberates with the near miss. Chekov wakes | |
up, looks wildly about -- | |
BONES | |
Take it easy -- | |
CHEKOV | |
But I must -- | |
BONES | |
Listen to me, Pavel; you haven't | |
the strength or the equilibrium -- | |
CHEKOV | |
But -- | |
As they talk, David, unnoticed, leaves the area. The | |
Enterprise is buffeted again -- | |
CAROL | |
Dr. McCoy, I can't just sit here. | |
Tell me what I can do. | |
BONES | |
(grim) | |
You can help get my surgery squared | |
away. I'm expecting customers. | |
She whitens in fear. ANOTHER SHOT reverberates. | |
179 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 179 | |
SAAVIK | |
That was close -- | |
KIRK | |
(unfazed) | |
They just don't want us going in there. | |
SPOCK | |
One minute to nebula perimeter. | |
The bridge door slides open and David enters. He | |
stares in wonder. Saavik reacts to David. | |
SPOCK | |
(continuing) | |
Admiral, they're reducing speed. | |
KIRK | |
Uhura, patch me in -- | |
UHURA | |
Aye, sir. | |
180 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 180 | |
KHAN | |
Why are we slowing? | |
JOACHIM | |
We daren't follow them into the | |
nebula, sir -- our shields will be | |
useless... | |
KIRK'S VOICE | |
This is Admiral Kirk. | |
Khan's eyes bulge -- | |
KIRK'S VOICE | |
(continuing) | |
We tried it once your way, Khan. | |
Are you game for a rematch? | |
Khan's eyes bulge -- | |
KIRK'S VOICE | |
(continuing) | |
Khan -- ! I'm laughing at the | |
"superior" intellect. | |
KHAN | |
Full impulse power! | |
JOACHIM | |
No sir! We have Genesis -- Whatever | |
you want -- | |
KHAN | |
Full power damn you! | |
And he reaches across and executes it himself. | |
181 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 181 | |
They react to Reliant's speed-up. The nebula approach | |
is ON SCREEN. | |
KIRK | |
(dry) | |
I'll say this for him: he's | |
consistent. | |
182 EXT. SPACE - THE MUTARA NEBULA 182 | |
WE'RE VERY CLOSE NOW, and SEE CLEARLY the swirling, | |
slowly moving gases, magenta, purple, etc. There are | |
veils of luminescent materials and through all an | |
interlace of unpredictable electrical charges. | |
Like lightning, these intermittent great flashes | |
illumine whole sections of the nebula. OUR VIEW is | |
moving slowly forward... | |
183 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 183 | |
SPOCK | |
(timing) | |
And we're... in. | |
184 EXT. SPACE - THE NEBULA 184 | |
As Enterprise whooshes into the PICTURE headed into the | |
purplish gas -- and disappears into a cloud bank of | |
the stuff. | |
A moment then Reliant APPEARS, pursues Enterprise into | |
the gloom, also disappears. | |
185 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 185 | |
ON SCREEN the picture is squirrelly purple, breaking | |
up. Blindness. Panic. | |
KHAN | |
Tactical! | |
JOACHIM | |
(tries) | |
Inoperative. | |
KHAN | |
Raise the shields... | |
Electrical forces raging without are also reflected on | |
the circuits within. It's bumpy, on top of everything | |
else. Electronic WHINING. | |
JOACHIM | |
As I feared, sir. Not functional. | |
I'm reducing speed. | |
Khan does not argue. | |
186 EXT. SPACE - PURPLE - SERIES OF SHOTS 186 | |
Cautiously Reliant emerges from a massive "cloudbank." | |
Electrical discharges abound. Barely moving, she feels | |
her way forward. Alone. | |
187 AS THE ANGLE WIDENS 187 | |
A treat: Enterprise is above and behind Reliant. | |
188 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE - ON SCREEN 188 | |
Reliant's image is breaking up. | |
SULU | |
Phaser lock inoperative, sir. | |
KIRK | |
Best guess, Mr. Sulu. Fire when | |
ready. | |
Sulu strains, then fires -- just as an electrical dis- | |
turbance bounces the bridge -- | |
189 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 189 | |
The bounce causes Sulu's phaser shot to go wide of | |
Reliant, amid CRACKLING discharges -- | |
190 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 190 | |
Rolls from the near-miss concussion -- | |
KHAN | |
Aft-torpedoes -- fire -- ! | |
191 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 191 | |
Reliant is wide of the mark with a Photon torpedo. | |
A BLINDING ELECTRICAL DISCHARGE. When it clears, | |
Enterprise appears to be alone. | |
192 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 192 | |
ON SCREEN, nothing but magenta amid picture breakup -- | |
KIRK | |
(sweating) | |
Hold your course. Look sharp... | |
SAAVIK | |
At what. | |
193 EXT. NEBULA (INTERCUT WITH BRIDGE) 193 | |
Enterprise feeling its way... | |
194 ON BRIDGE - POV ON SCREEN 194 | |
All peer into the lousy picture. Occasional electrical | |
flashes. | |
195 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 195 | |
Still Enterprise moves forward... A LARGE FLASH... a | |
SUDDEN GLIMPSE: Reliant boring in on collision course! | |
196 INT. ENTERPRSIE BRIDGE 196 | |
A sudden clearing ON SCREEN: Reliant! | |
KIRK | |
Evasive starboard! | |
Hard over, but not fast enough. Reliant fires a phaser. | |
197 SERIES OF SHOTS 197 | |
Reliant's phaser shot hits the Enterprise torpedo room | |
in Dorsal Fin area of ship. | |
198 INT. ENTERPRISE TORPEDO ROOM 198 | |
An EXPLOSION rocks the room and... | |
199 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 199 | |
The Bridge rattles from the explosion below; Sulu is | |
thrown from his chair. Saavik leaps to her post -- | |
KIRK | |
Phaser bank one, fire! | |
200 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 200 | |
The Enterprise fires a phaser and delivers a raking shot | |
-- which rips along the side of Reliant's primary hull. | |
200A INT. RELIANT BRIDGE (FORMERLY SCENE 205) 200A | |
The bridge is damaged; Joachim and others are wounded... | |
KHAN | |
Joachim! | |
For the first time, his friend wounded, Khan hesitates, | |
holds him -- | |
JOACHIM | |
Yours... is... the superior... | |
KHAN | |
I shall avenge you -- | |
200B NEW ANGLE 200B | |
She veers to one side with the impact and disappears | |
into a deep purple mass. | |
201 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 201 | |
Sulu is being helped by David -- | |
KIRK | |
Damage, Scotty? | |
202 INT. ENGINE ROOM 202 | |
Bones is there, helping some crewmen. The Reactor Room | |
flashes a red warning light and glows with a blue | |
light. The air is heavy with smoke but the doors, | |
damaged earlier, still hold. | |
SCOTTY | |
Admiral, I've got to take the mains | |
off the line. The energizer's shaken | |
loose and I can't get in there to | |
fix her -- radiation -- | |
203 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 203 | |
KIRK | |
All right, we'll do the job with | |
auxiliary power. | |
The bridge door opens and closes; Chekov, faint, | |
stands there. | |
CHEKOV | |
Could you use another hand, Admiral? | |
KIRK | |
Man the weapons console, Mr. Chekov. | |
ANGLE FAVORING David as the others react to Chekov | |
taking his place. Quiet. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Spock? | |
Spock is bent over the scanner -- | |
SPOCK | |
Sporadic energy readings port side, | |
aft. Could be an impulse turn. | |
KIRK | |
He won't break off now. If he | |
followed me this far he'll be back. | |
But from where...? | |
SPOCK | |
He's intelligent, but not experienced. | |
His pattern indicates two dimensional | |
thinking... | |
Kirk looks at him, smiles. | |
KIRK | |
Mr. Saavik, all stop. | |
SAAVIK | |
All stop, sir. | |
KIRK | |
Descend ten thousand meters. Stand | |
by photon torpedoes. | |
204 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 204 | |
Reliant in purplish mass, banking slightly, completing | |
a long turn, then boring ahead. | |
205 OMITTED 205 | |
206 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 206 | |
As Reliant emerges from the dark blue mass into a clear | |
almost tranquil place. Reliant, moving slowly, stops, | |
as if looking around. | |
207 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 207 | |
The screens are empty. | |
KHAN | |
Where is he? Where in God's name | |
is he? | |
208 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 208 | |
Reliant motionless in the f.g. amid occasional flashes. | |
Now, behind Reliant and from below, like a great whale | |
rising from the depths, Enterprise rises vertically, | |
slowly passing the unsuspecting enemy. When Enterprise | |
is above, behind and quite close: | |
209 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 209 | |
Reliant ON SCREEN, intermittent but clear. | |
CHEKOV | |
Torpedoes ready, sir. | |
KIRK | |
Fire. | |
210 SERIES OF SHOTS 210 | |
A) EXT. ENTERPRISE | |
fires torpedo; one which hits, destroying Reliant's | |
weapons pod on top. | |
B) INT. RELIANT | |
C) EXPLOSIONS rock the interior of Reliant. | |
D) EXT. ENTERPRISE | |
fires two more times. The first causes general | |
damage. The second, close behind blasts Reliant's | |
port engine off into space, debris scattering. | |
E) INT. RELIANT BRIDGE | |
is devastated. Khan is blown from his chair and | |
WE'RE UNCERTAIN of his fate. | |
211 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 211 | |
Reliant, now a scarred, battered hulk, her main hull | |
still intact, but dead in space. | |
212 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 212 | |
No cheers, just deadly professionalism. | |
KIRK | |
Cease fire. Look sharp. | |
SAAVIK | |
Power levels quite low, sir. | |
KIRK | |
(to intercom) | |
Mr. Scott, can you get the mains | |
back on line? | |
SCOTTY'S VOICE | |
(breaking up slightly) | |
I'll need ten minutes, sir, 'til | |
the radiation dissipates. | |
KIRK | |
Uhura, send to Commander, Reliant: | |
prepare to be boarded. | |
UHURA | |
Aye, sir. | |
213 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 213 | |
Amid the smoke and ruins, WE SEE no signs of life. | |
UHURA'S VOICE | |
Commander, Reliant, this is | |
Enterprise. Surrender and prepare | |
to be boarded. Repeat... | |
In f.g., chillingly, Khan rises INTO SHOT by the main | |
console. He is horribly burned, and it is clear that | |
he is clinging to life by his will. | |
KHAN | |
No... Kirk. The game's not over. | |
As Uhura's voice continues O.S., Khan pulls himself | |
into a chair at the console, one of his hands useless | |
at his side. | |
KHAN | |
(continuing) | |
To the last I will grapple with thee! | |
Painfully, with one good arm, he starts arming the | |
Genesis console. | |
213A INT. RELIANT TRANSPORTER ROOM 213A | |
There sits the Genesis torpedo: lights start blinking | |
in response. As we watch, the CHILD we met on Ceti Alpha | |
walks to the torpedo and smiles at the lights. | |
214 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 214 | |
UHURA | |
Enterprise to Reliant: you are | |
ordered to surrender your vessel. | |
Respond! | |
(to Kirk) | |
Nothing, sir. | |
KIRK | |
We'll beam aboard. Alert | |
transporter room -- | |
SPOCK | |
Admiral. Scanning an energy source | |
on Reliant. A pattern I've never | |
seen. | |
David peers closer over Spock's shoulder, reacts. | |
DAVID | |
It's the Genesis Wave! | |
KIRK | |
What? | |
DAVID | |
He's on a build up to detonation! | |
KIRK | |
How soon -- | |
DAVID | |
We encoded four minutes -- | |
KIRK | |
We'll beam aboard and stop it -- | |
DAVID | |
You can't! | |
The briefest stunned moment. Kirk hits intercom: | |
KIRK | |
Scotty, I need warp speed in three | |
minutes or we're all dead! | |
STATIC. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Scotty! | |
Spock leaps from his place and disappears through the | |
bridge doors. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Saavik, get us out, best speed! | |
SAAVIK | |
Aye, sir. | |
215 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 215 | |
Enterprise backs away from Reliant. Her speed is pain- | |
fully slow. | |
216 INT. RELIANT BRIDGE 216 | |
ON SCREEN, Enterprise, intermittent image, backs away. | |
Khan smiles triumphantly through his pain. An elec- | |
tronic power SOUND has been building. | |
KHAN | |
No... You can't get away... From | |
hell's heart I stab at thee... | |
(amid the pain) | |
For hate's sake... I spit my last | |
breath at thee! | |
Khan topples forward, dead. The WHINE continues to | |
build chillingly. | |
217 INT. ENTERPRISE ENGINE ROOM 217 | |
Spock rushes in. Bones ministers to Scotty, b.g. | |
Spock sizes up the situation, starts for the radiation | |
room, Bones intercepts him. | |
BONES | |
Are you out of your Vulcan mind? | |
No human can tolerate the radiation | |
loose in there! | |
SPOCK | |
But, as you are so fond of observing, | |
Doctor, I'm not human. | |
BONES | |
You're not going in there -- ! | |
SPOCK | |
I'm afraid I can't stop to discuss | |
this logically -- | |
He gives Bones the Vulcan nerve pinch. Bones goes | |
down. | |
Spock presses the access button and enters the Reactor | |
Room, a separated area behind radiation-proof glass | |
and metal, RED FLASHING LIGHTS and an iridescent blue | |
glow within. | |
218 ANGLE - SCOTTY AND BONES 218 | |
SCOTTY | |
(in horror) | |
Spock -- get out of there! | |
219 INT. ENTERPRISE REACTOR ROOM 219 | |
Bathed in blue light, arcing energy around him, Spock | |
is a silhouetted figure as he goes to work, door clos- | |
ing behind him. | |
220 EXT. SPACE - RELIANT 220 | |
The WHINE increasing, the dead ship Reliant alive with | |
danger... | |
221 EXT. SPACE NEBULA - ENTERPRISE 221 | |
A snail's pace compared to the escape speed needed. | |
222 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 222 | |
KIRK | |
Time from my mark... | |
SAAVIK | |
Two minutes, ten seconds. | |
KIRK | |
(intercom) | |
Engine room! What's happening?! | |
223 INT. ENTERPRISE REACTOR ROOM (INTERCUT AS 223 | |
REQUIRED) | |
Outside the glass, Scotty and Bones screaming: | |
SCOTTY | |
Captain, please! | |
BONES | |
Get out! Get out, man! Oh, dear | |
God...! | |
224 WITHIN 224 | |
WE CAN SEE the silent urging of Bones and Scotty. | |
Spock is oblivious. Amid the fire-blue arcs, he moves | |
to the control panel. Between his hands and the con- | |
trols, power arcs insanely. Spock is in an inferno, | |
a radiation hell, fighting now with all his strength | |
to control it. Slowly, the damping rods move out. | |
Spock moves to a manual control, begins to turn it. | |
225 CLOSE - SPOCK'S HANDS 225 | |
on the manual control, slowly turning black. | |
226 HIS FACE 226 | |
His face, using all the self discipline he is capable | |
of to control the pain, continuing to work -- | |
227 WITHOUT 227 | |
Bones and Scotty react in helpless horror. | |
228 EXT. SPACE NEBULA 228 | |
Enterprise still well within the nebula, Reliant a | |
figure still visible in b.g. She's crawling still. | |
229 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 229 | |
Reliant, now symbol of death, ON SCREEN. | |
KIRK | |
Time! | |
SAAVIK | |
Three minutes, thirty seconds. | |
KIRK | |
Distance from Reliant... | |
CHEKOV | |
Four hundred kilometers. | |
Kirk looks at David, but David shakes his head: No | |
way. Then: | |
CADET | |
Sir! The mains are back on line -- ! | |
KIRK | |
Bless you, Scotty. Go, Saavik! | |
She increases power and -- | |
230 EXT. SPACE NEBULA - SERIES OF SHOTS 230 | |
A) With a burst of warp speed, Enterprise accelerates | |
out of the lazy pace and whooshes PUT OF SCENE, | |
leaving Reliant behind. | |
B) POV RELIANT | |
disappearing in the swirls of: | |
C) POV MUTARA NEBULA | |
which clears the flame and -- | |
D) ENTERPRISE | |
roaring through space -- and: | |
E) RELIANT | |
The WHINE increases to fever pitch, then: she goes! | |
F) EXT. MUTARA NEBULA - MASTER EFFECT | |
As Reliant goes, so goes the nebula. The "Genesis | |
Effect" WE SAW in its earliest experiments, now | |
seems familiar on a gigantic, cosmic scale. | |
The blinding flash at first, followed by the same | |
tumbling turbulence of the miniature test. It is | |
awesome. | |
231 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 231 | |
The bridge doors open and Carol appears. Instinctively | |
she draws near her son. | |
Finally, Kirk turns, sees Carol -- | |
KIRK | |
Reduce speed. My God, Carl. Look | |
at it. | |
ON SCREEN and INTERCUT -- GENESIS TUMBLES and starts | |
evolving. A moment in history. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing, on | |
intercom) | |
Engine Room. Well done. Scotty? | |
BONES' VOICE | |
(after a beat) | |
Jim, you'd better get down here. Hurry. | |
The tone frightens Kirk. | |
KIRK | |
Saavik, take the con. | |
He moves through the doors quickly, leaving the rest | |
staring at the new world evolving. | |
232 INT. STAIRWAY TO ENGINE ROOM 232 | |
It is endless. Kirk runs forever, feet pounding down, | |
down, down -- | |
233 EXT. SPACE AND ON SCREEN 233 | |
The clouds tumble and move, new things lie beyond -- | |
234 INT. STAIRS 234 | |
Kirk races -- | |
235 INT. ENTERPRISE ENGINE ROOM 235 | |
Kirk emerges to encounter Scotty and Bones. Their | |
looks tell him. He sees the flashing light over the | |
Reactor Room. He dashes for the control panel. Bones | |
grabs him. | |
SCOTTY | |
No, sir! You'll flood the whole | |
compartment...! | |
KIRK | |
He'll die -- ! | |
BONES | |
(also holds him) | |
He's dead already, Jim. | |
Kirk's eyes bulge. | |
KIRK | |
Oh, God. | |
236 ANGLE AT REACTOR ROOM GLASS DOOR 236 | |
With stunned understanding, Kirk stumbles to the door, | |
sees Spock on his knees, hands blackened, face cracked | |
with radiation lines and scars. | |
Spock shakes his head. With a feeble hand he reaches | |
the intercom button: filtered communication. | |
KIRK | |
Spock! | |
SPOCK | |
The ship -- out of danger? | |
KIRK | |
Yes -- | |
Spock is satisfied; he fights for breath -- | |
SPOCK | |
Don't grieve, Admiral -- it's | |
logical: the good of the many | |
outweighs -- | |
He almost keels over. Kirk has tears streaming down | |
his face. | |
KIRK | |
... the good of the few... | |
SPOCK | |
Or the one. | |
He props a hand on the glass to support himself. Kirk's | |
hand reflexively goes to match Spock's on the other side | |
of the glass -- | |
SPOCK | |
(continuing) | |
I never took the Kobayashi Maru | |
test -- until now. What do you | |
think of my solution? | |
KIRK | |
Spock...! | |
SPOCK | |
I have been -- and always will be | |
-- your friend... Live. Long. And. | |
Prosper. | |
Spock falls. Bones and Scotty react. | |
KIRK | |
No...! | |
SAAVIK'S VOICE | |
(intercom) | |
Admiral, you've got to see this! | |
There's new life -- a whole new | |
world, a Genesis world -- ! | |
But Kirk is past hearing or caring. He is huddled up | |
against the glass, destroyed. Bones looks on, helpless. | |
DISSOLVE TO: | |
237 EXT. SPACE 237 | |
A spectacular look at Carol's planet being born! | |
238 OMITTED 238 | |
239 CAMERA PULLS BACK TO REVEAL 239 | |
the Ship's Company in full dress uniforms assembled for | |
ship's burial service. Over the PULLBACK, we HEAR: | |
KIRK | |
In accordance with the traditions | |
of Starfleet and of Article 184 | |
Starfleet Regulations, we are | |
assembled here today to pay final | |
respects to our honored dead. | |
Carol and David are PROMINENTLY FEATURED. David watching | |
Kirk attentively. So are Sulu, Uhura, Chekov, and Saavik. | |
Bones stands next to Kirk. Scotty carries his bagpipes. | |
Saavik wears her hair down. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
And yet, in the midst of our sorrow | |
it should be noted that this death | |
takes place in the shadow of new | |
life, the sunrise of a new world, | |
a world that our beloved comrade | |
gave his own life to protect and | |
nourish. He did not feel that | |
sacrifice a vain or empty one -- | |
and we will not debate his profound | |
wisdom, in these proceedings. Of | |
my friend, I can only say this, that | |
of all the souls I have encountered | |
in my travels, his was the most -- | |
(he falters) | |
-- human. | |
He tries to go on, but catches Bones' face: Bones is | |
streaming tears. Kirk can't go on. | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Lieutenant Saavik. | |
240 OMITTED 240 | |
241 ANGLE - THE GROUP 241 | |
Saavik steps forward. | |
SAAVIK | |
We commend the soul of our brother | |
departed. We love we commit his | |
body to the depths of space. | |
SULU | |
Honors -- hup! | |
All Starfleet personnel salute. Scotty begins to PIPE, | |
an odd blare which mellows into Amazing Grace. Kirk | |
nods a signal. | |
242 THE CAPSULE 242 | |
A gleaming black projectile is carried by pallbearers | |
into the launching chamber, which locks behind it. At | |
a hand signal from a TORPEDOMAN, the projectile is fired. | |
NOISE. | |
243 EXT. SPACE 243 | |
Spock's remains seen on their way to the new world. | |
The capsule grows too small to SEE. The bagpipes STOP. | |
244 INT. TORPEDO ROOM 244 | |
SULU | |
Return -- hup! | |
The salute drop. | |
KIRK | |
Lieutenant. | |
She steps to him and they exchange salutes -- | |
KIRK | |
(continuing; very | |
quietly) | |
After you dismiss the company, you | |
will take the watch. Set course | |
for Ceti Alpha V and we'll pick up | |
survivors. | |
SAAVIK | |
Aye, sir. | |
KIRK | |
I'll be in my quarters if needed, | |
but I would prefer... | |
SAAVIK | |
Understood, sir. | |
KIRK | |
(aloud) | |
Dismiss the company. | |
They salute. She about-faces as Kirk walks towards | |
the Turbo Lift. Saavik issues dismissal and posting | |
orders, but WE TRUCK with Kirk until CAMERA STOPS and | |
he leaves FRAME and WE HOLD on David. He finally | |
understands. | |
245 INT. KIRK'S QUARTERS 245 | |
After a long moment, the CAMERA DISCOVERS Kirk. He | |
pours a drink, then decides not to have it. | |
He sits wearily, not knowing how to shake the ghosts. | |
Then he sees the book. | |
Kirk picks up the battered volume, the gift from his | |
friend, and closes his eyes a moment. Almost idly | |
he starts turning pages, looking for a clue. But he | |
can't see the writing -- he rummages through his | |
pockets and pulls out the half-glasses -- | |
One of the lenses is broken. It has a deep impact on | |
Kirk. He puts down the book and glasses and covers | |
his eyes. | |
A SOFT BONG. Kirk clears his throat. | |
KIRK | |
Yes... come. | |
The door whooshes open and closes to admit David. The | |
last person Kirk expected to see. | |
DAVID | |
I don't mean to intrude. | |
KIRK | |
Uh, no... | |
(rises) | |
I should be on the bridge. | |
DAVID | |
Are you running away from me? | |
David's strength is turning a corner with Kirk -- | |
KIRK | |
I suppose I was. | |
(pause) | |
I poured a drink. Would you like | |
it? | |
DAVID | |
No. I -- I guess I'm not what you | |
expected. | |
KIRK | |
(rueful) | |
I didn't expect anything. | |
DAVID | |
That makes two of us. | |
(he studies his | |
father) | |
Lieutenant Saavik was right: you | |
never have faced death -- | |
KIRK | |
(hoarse) | |
Not like this -- no. I haven't faced | |
death, I cheated death. I tricked | |
my way out of death and patted myself | |
on the back for my ingenuity. I | |
know nothing. | |
DAVID | |
You knew enough to tell Saavik that | |
how we face death is at least as | |
important as how we face life -- | |
KIRK | |
It was just words. | |
DAVID | |
But good words. That's where ideas | |
begin. Maybe you should listen to | |
them. | |
KIRK | |
I'm trying, David. | |
DAVID | |
So am I. My friends were killed, | |
too. | |
KIRK | |
I am truly sorry. | |
Pause. They study each other. | |
DAVID | |
I was wrong about you. And I'm | |
sorry. | |
KIRK | |
Is that what you came here to say? | |
DAVID | |
Mainly. | |
(he starts out, | |
then turns -- ) | |
And also that I'm proud -- very | |
proud -- to be your son. | |
A stunned moment, then Kirk lets it all hang out: for | |
David, for Carol and for Spock. He hugs his son, hold- | |
ing onto him as if to life itself. | |
246 EXT. SPACE 246 | |
The Enterprise passes the new planet in all its beauty. | |
247 INT. ENTERPRISE BRIDGE 247 | |
The door whooshes. Kirk strides on the bridge, David | |
with him. Carol is there with Bones; they are glad at | |
what they see. | |
SAAVIK | |
Admiral on the bridge! | |
KIRK | |
As you were, Mr. Saavik. | |
SAAVIK | |
Aye, sir. On course to Ceti Alpha. | |
All is well. | |
KIRK | |
Good, I believe you already know | |
my, uh, son -- | |
Saavik comes close to blushing -- | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Yes, well, why don't you show him | |
around and... | |
SAAVIK | |
Aye, sir -- | |
She takes him off, deadpan amusement -- | |
SAAVIK | |
(continuing) | |
So you turn out to be the dumb | |
bastard. | |
They stare at her. | |
SAAVIK | |
(continuing) | |
That is a little joke. | |
Kirk has a smile. He joins Bones and Carol facing the | |
screen. | |
BONES | |
She's changed her hair again. | |
(pause) | |
Will you look at that? Think | |
they'll name it for you, Doctor? | |
CAROL | |
Not if I can help it. We'll name | |
it for our friend. | |
KIRK | |
(quietly) | |
It is a far far better thing I do | |
than I have ever done before... a | |
far better resting place I go to | |
than I have ever known... | |
CAROL | |
(soft) | |
Is that a poem? | |
KIRK | |
Something Spock was trying to | |
tell me. On my birthday. | |
He shakes his head, remembering -- | |
BONES | |
You okay, Jim? How do you feel? | |
KIRK | |
(considers; smiles) | |
Young. I feel young, Doctor. | |
He turns to Saavik and David -- | |
KIRK | |
(continuing) | |
Lieutenant, new course: 'Second | |
star to the right and straight on | |
till morning.' | |
The bridge crackles with lights and CHATTER as we... | |
CUT TO: | |
247A THE VIEWSCREEN 247A | |
AND GO THROUGH TO: | |
248 EXT. SPACE FINALE (BOARDED) 248 | |
SPOCK'S VOICE | |
Space, the final frontier... These | |
are the continuing voyages of the | |
Starship Enterprise... Her ongoing | |
mission: to explore strange new | |
worlds... to seek out new life and | |
new civilizations... To boldly go | |
where no man has gone before... | |
She is moving out now, passing CAMERA and heading | |
toward the distant stars. She is beautiful and they | |
are beautiful. And as she slowly disappears from | |
VIEW... | |
MUSIC RISES. CREDITS ROLL. | |
THE END | |
Jackie Brown | |
Screenplay by Quentin Tarantino | |
OPENING CREDITS | |
INT. LOS ANGELES INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - DAY | |
We hear the rhythm of funky seventies SOUL MUSIC. | |
Then SHE steps into FRAME. | |
She is JACKIE BROWN, a stewardess dressed in her CABO AIR | |
uniform. (A little shuttle airline that flies from Los | |
Angeles to Cabo San Lucas. Approximate flight time: forty | |
five minutes) | |
Jackie stands still as a people-mover slowly inches her | |
through the airport. The CREDITS APEAR and DISAPPEAR in | |
front of her. | |
Jackie Brown is a very attractive black woman in her mid | |
forties, though she looks like she's in her mid-thirties. | |
The people-mover reaches the end of the line, she steps | |
off. | |
She breezes through Customs and we follow her with a | |
STEDICAM as she strides through the airport... She gets | |
to her gate disappears inside the plane for a moment | |
comes back out sans flight bag picks up the microphone. | |
JACKIE | |
(into mike) | |
Flight 710 Cabo San Lucas, now | |
boarding Gate 12, first class only. | |
With a smile on her face, she collects passengers' | |
boarding passes as they board the plane. | |
FADE TO BLACK | |
TITLE CARD | |
"ORDELL ROBBIE" | |
FADE UP ON: | |
EXT. FIRING RANGE - DAY | |
VIDEO | |
A chorus line of six beautiful bikini-clad women, all | |
holding different automatic weapons, BLASTING away. | |
The cheap VIDEO TITLES to: | |
"CHICKS WHO LOVE GUNS" | |
Play over this image. | |
One bikini beauty is singled out. She's a gorgeous | |
brunette named SIDNEY. Sidney stands facing camera | |
holding a TEC-9 and describing it. | |
SIDNEY | |
(to camera) | |
Hi, I'm Sidney. And I love to TEC-9. | |
The popular TEC-9 is advertised by | |
its makers as being tough as the | |
toughest customer. | |
SIDNEY'S STATISTICS: Age, height, measurements, date of | |
birth, appear at the bottom left-hand corner. As Sidney | |
continues her sales pitch demonstration, a BLACK MAN'S | |
VOICE begins talking over the video. | |
BLACK MAN (O.S.) | |
That's a TEC-9. It's a cheap ass | |
spray gun outta South Miami. | |
After a CLOSEUP of the TEC-9, Sidney FIRES the weapon. | |
BLACK VOICE (O.S.) (CONT'D) | |
Cost three-eighty retail. I get them | |
for two hundred and sell 'em for | |
eight. | |
INT. MELANIE'S BEAHC APARTMENT - NIGHT | |
The Black Voice belong to forty-five-year old ORDELL | |
ROBBIE. | |
Ordell wears clothes nice and likes wearing nice clothes. | |
Stylish, athletic wear (Reebok), heavy, black leather | |
jackets (Hugo Boss), warm-colored berets and baseball | |
caps to cover his balding head are Ordell's "look." At | |
this moment Ordell's wearing an open silk shirt. | |
Ordell narrates the video playing on the big-screen V. | |
(the most expensive thing in the apartment). He holds a | |
cocktail in one hand (screwdriver, his drink of choice) | |
and the remote control in the other, pacing the floor in | |
his I-can-talk-anybody-into-anything voice. | |
LOUIS GARA, who looks like he does his shopping at the | |
Salvation Army (dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and | |
dungarees), sits on the sofa staring blankly at the | |
video, drinking Jack Daniels on ice. Louis, white, also | |
in his mid forties, has lived over half of his life in | |
penal institutions. The experience has affected both his | |
body language and his thought process. | |
While acutely aware of the rhythm of life inside a | |
correction facility, in the real world his timing is | |
thrown. It's like a song he doesn't know the lyrics to | |
but attempt to sing anyway. | |
The third person watching the video is the person who | |
lives in this apartment, MELANIE RALSTON. Melanie, thirty- | |
three, is a tanned, blonde, California beach bunny. Like | |
the kind you se in the old Crown International movies | |
from the seventies like "Pom Pom Girls" "Malibu Beach" | |
and "Beach Girls," except Melanie is older than any of | |
those girls ever are. She's dressed in her Melanie- | |
uniform of stringy Levis cutoffs and a stringy bra top. | |
So far Melanie has been able to make a living out of | |
lying in the sun, always finding a generous, wealthy man | |
more than willing to pay her rent and pick up her tabs. | |
In her prime (twenty two) it was Japanese industrialists, | |
film production guys, and Middle Eastern businessmen who | |
kept Melanie. And it was places like the Bahamas, | |
Acapulco, and the Virgin Islands where they kept her. | |
But now, at thirty three, she lives in an apartment in | |
Hermosa Beach, California that Ordell pays for an drops | |
in and out of. She's curled up in a reclining chair, | |
smoking weed from a pipe, reading Movieline Magazine and | |
paying no attention to the video. | |
ORDELL | |
This TEC-9? They advertise it as | |
being the most popular gun in | |
American crime. Can you believe that | |
shit? It actually says that on the | |
little booklet that comes with it. | |
"Most Popular Gun in American Crime," | |
like they're proud of that shit. | |
Ordell hits the fast-forward on his remote control. | |
Sidney is rushed off the screen and replace by CINDY, a | |
pretty, blonde bodybuilder clad in a red, white and blue | |
bikini, holding a Styer Aug. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Check out this body-builder chick... | |
Now see what she got. That's a Styer | |
aug. Styer Aug's a bad motherfucker. | |
Listen. | |
Ordell punches up the volume. | |
Cindy BLASTS the Styer Aug, loud. | |
Ordell imitates the sound of the weapon. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Shit's expensive, man. Comes from | |
Austria. My customers don't know shit | |
about it, so there ain't no demand. | |
(to Melanie) | |
Baby, I could use some more ice. | |
Melanie puts down the magazine, takes his cocktail glass | |
from him and moves to the kitchen. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
But put that bad boy in a flick, | |
every motherfucker out there want | |
one. I'm serious as a heart attack. | |
Them Hong Kong movies came out, every | |
nigga gotta have a forty-five. And | |
they don't want one, they want two, | |
cause nigga want to be "The Killer." | |
What they don't know, and that movie | |
don't tell you is a .45 has a serious | |
fuckin' jammin' problem. I always try | |
and steer a customer towards a 9- | |
millimeter. Damn near the same | |
weapon, don't have half the jammin' | |
problems. But some niggas out there, | |
you can't tell them anything. They | |
want a .45. The killer had a .45, | |
they want a .45. | |
Melanie comes back, hands Ordell his screwdriver, then | |
sits where she was. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Thanks, Baby. | |
LOUIS | |
Who's your partner? | |
Ordell sits down on the couch. Melanie's reading | |
"Movieline Inside" magazine. | |
ORDELL | |
Mr. Walker. He runs a fishing boat in | |
Mexico. I deliver the merchandise to | |
him, gets it to my customers. On all | |
my bulk sales, anyway. Nigga didn't | |
have a pot to piss in or a window to | |
throw it out 'fore I set 'em up. Now, | |
motherfucker's rollin' in cash. He | |
got himself a yacht, with all kinds | |
of high tech navigational shit on it. | |
(back to video) | |
AK-47, the very best there is. | |
GLORIA, a tall, Amazonian, bikini-clad, black woman faces | |
camera and describes the AK-47. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
When you absolutely, positively, | |
gotta kill every motherfucker in the | |
room, accept no substitute. That | |
there is the Chinese one. I pay eight- | |
fifty and double my money. | |
The phone rings. | |
ORDELL(CONT'D) | |
Get that for me, will ya baby? | |
MELANIE | |
You know it's for you. | |
Ordell just stares at her. | |
ORDELL | |
Girl, you better not make me go over | |
there and put my feet to ya. | |
Louis keeps staring at he screen. | |
Melanie gets up, goes over to the counter that separates | |
the living room from the kitchen, picks up the phone, | |
says: | |
MELANIE | |
Hello. | |
Puts the phone down and says; | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
It's for you. | |
Before Ordell knows it, Melanie is back in the reclining | |
chair, reclining back all the way. | |
Ordell, pissed, looks at her a moment before taking the | |
phone. | |
ORDELL | |
(into phone) | |
Yeah. | |
(pause) | |
Hey, Junebug, what's up | |
Louis sits on he couch, drinking his Jack Daniels, | |
watching the video. | |
Melanie lies back on the reclining chair, takes a hit off | |
her pipe, then says in a 'holding in smoke' voice; | |
MELANIE | |
(referring to the tape) | |
It's boring, isn't it? | |
LOUIS | |
I can sit through it once. | |
MELANIE | |
He thinks he's Joe Gunn now. | |
LOUIS | |
I'm impressed. He knows a lot. | |
MELANIE | |
He's just repeating shit he | |
overheard. He ain't any more a gun | |
expert than I am. | |
Holding up her pipe. | |
MELANIE | |
Want a hit? | |
LOUIS | |
Sure. | |
Louis takes a hit off the pipe. | |
MELANIE | |
When did you get out of jail? | |
LOUIS | |
Four days ago. | |
MELANIE | |
Where at? | |
LOUIS | |
Susanville. | |
MELANIE | |
How long? | |
LOUIS | |
Two months shy of four years. | |
MELANIE | |
Four years? | |
LOUIS | |
Uh-huh. | |
MELANIE | |
What for? | |
LOUIS | |
Bank robbery. | |
MELANIE | |
Really, I'm impressed. | |
Louis takes a drink of whiskey. | |
MELANIE | |
Four years that's a long fuckin time. | |
Louis nods his head in agreement. | |
Ordell hangs up the phone. | |
Ordell comes back, sitting down on the other side of | |
Louis. | |
ORDELL | |
See, what did I tell you? Man in New | |
York wants a 9 millimeter Smith and | |
Wesson Model 5946. Why does he want | |
it? It's the gun that nigga on "New | |
York Undercover" uses. Because of | |
that nigga, I can sell it to this | |
nigga for twelve-fifty. | |
LOUIS | |
What's your cost? | |
ORDELL | |
As low as two. | |
LOUIS | |
Are you serious? | |
ORDELL | |
That's what I been tellin' you. Start | |
adding these motherfuckin' figures | |
up, and you tell me this ain't a | |
business to be in. | |
The phone rings again. | |
Ordell looks at Melanie. | |
Melanie looks at Ordell. | |
They have a bit of a staring contest before she gets up | |
and gets the phone. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
I got me five M-60 machine guns. | |
These came straight from the Gulf | |
War. I sold me three of them so far, | |
twenty grand a piece. | |
LOUIS | |
That's good money. | |
ORDELL | |
Louis, this is it, man. I'm gonna | |
make me a million dollars out of | |
this. I already got me a half-a- | |
million sittin' in Mexico. When I do | |
this last delivery, I'm gonna make me | |
another half-million. | |
LOUIS | |
Then what? | |
ORDELL | |
I get out. Spend the rest of my life | |
spending. | |
Melanie sits back down in he chair. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Who is it? | |
MELANIE | |
It's Beaumont. | |
KITCHEN | |
Ordell, drink in hand, picks up the receiver. | |
ORDELL | |
(into phone) | |
Beaumont Ordell. What's the problem? | |
(pause) | |
What the fuck you doin' in jail? | |
(pause) | |
What the fuck you doin' that for? | |
(pause) | |
Ain't you got better sense than to be | |
drivin' drunk carrying a goddam | |
pistol? | |
He listens to Beaumont on the other line - it's obvious | |
Beaumont's starting to freak out. Ordell changes his | |
tone. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
- Beaumont. Beaumont. Listen to me. | |
Number one, you need to chill out, | |
nigga. Bad as this shit is, this shit | |
ain't as bad as you think it is. | |
(pause) | |
Course you're scared. That's what | |
these motherfuckers get paid for | |
scarin' the shit outta ya. That's | |
their job. And my job is to get you | |
the fuck home so let me tell you what | |
is gonna happen... May I speak?... | |
Thank you... You gonna spend the | |
night in jail; it's too late to get | |
you out now. Tomorrow, they gonna | |
take you into court. I'm gonna be | |
there. Judge gonna set your bail. I'm | |
gonna pay your bail, they gonna cut | |
you loose. By tomorrow night, you'll | |
be back home, I promise. | |
(pause) | |
So just calm your ass down, and I'll | |
see you tomorrow. | |
(pause) | |
You owe me a helluva lot more than | |
one, nigga. | |
(laughs) | |
See you. | |
Ordell hangs up the phone. | |
CUT TO: | |
EXT. CHERRY BAIL BONDS - DAY | |
The store front window of Cherry Bail Bonds in Inglewood, | |
California. The name of the business is spelled out on | |
the window, which also includes a drawing of a fat red | |
cherry. | |
Ordell's BLACK MERCEDES CONVERTIBLE pulls up. | |
Ordell in the driver's seat. Louis in shotgun position. | |
INT. CHERRY BAIL BONDS - DAY | |
Inside Cherry Bail Bonds, looking out through the picture | |
window. We can read the name on the glass backwards. | |
Ordell and Louis appears in the window and enter the | |
building. Ordell carries a L.A. Lakers athletic bag. | |
An unidentified MALE VOICE, obviously on the telephone, | |
can be heard. | |
Ordell goes toward the voice and tells Louis to "hang | |
back." | |
MALE VOICE (O.S.) | |
... the judge doesn't give a fuck | |
about that. He's ready to habitualize | |
you. Is that what you want - you | |
wanna look at ten years? | |
The voice belong to MAX CHERRY, bail bondsman. Max, a | |
regular-Joe-type white guy in his fifties, sits behind | |
his desk talking on the phone. His eyes raise as he sees | |
Ordell approach him. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
(on phone) | |
Just overnight is all. Tomorrow I'll | |
get you out, I promise. But it means | |
I gotta pick you up tonight. | |
Ordell motion to the chair in front of Max's desk. Max | |
motions for Ordell to take a seat. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
(on phone) | |
Reggie, there ain't no two ways about | |
it. You're spending the night in | |
jail, but I already told you I'll get | |
you out tomorrow. Now where are you? | |
(pause) | |
You're at your mother's house, aren't | |
you? | |
Ordell lights up a cigarette. (Viceroy). | |
He notices a picture on the wall of Max with his arm | |
around a big, powerfully built black man. They're both | |
grinning. | |
Louis pours himself some coffee from a coffeemaker into a | |
small, white styrofoam cup. He picks up a jar of powdered | |
non-dairy creamer that's so dry he has to break off a | |
rock. Louis adds the rock of coffeemate to his beverage. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
(on phone) | |
Okay. Just stay put till I come for | |
you. | |
(pause) | |
Reggie, do yourself a really big | |
favor and be there when I get there. | |
He hangs up the phone. | |
Ordell sits in front of the desk, smiling at him and | |
smoking. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
How can I help you? | |
ORDELL | |
(indicating the Viceroy) | |
Where would you like me to put my | |
ash? | |
Max looks at him for a moment. | |
MAX | |
Use that coffee cup on the desk. | |
Ordell picks up the coffee cup, which still has a little | |
bit of coffee in it, and flicks his ash. | |
ORDELL | |
And I need me a bond for ten | |
thousand. | |
Max throws a look past Ordell to Louis. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Oh, that's just my white friend, | |
Louis. He's got nothing to do with my | |
business. We just hangin together. | |
We're on our way to a cocktail | |
lounge. | |
From across the room, Louis nods his head in Max's | |
direction. | |
Max looks at him a moment, then back to Ordell. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
(returning to the photo) | |
Who's that big Mandingo nigga you | |
gotcha arm around? | |
Max looks at him a moment and says; | |
MAX | |
That's Winston. He works here. | |
ORDELL | |
He's a big one. You two tight? | |
MAX | |
Yeah. | |
ORDELL | |
It was our idea to take the picture, | |
wasn't it? | |
Max looks at Ordell, getting his drift, then says; | |
MAX | |
So, you want a ten-thousand dollar | |
bond. What've you got for collateral? | |
ORDELL | |
Gonna have to put up cash. | |
MAX | |
You have it with you? | |
Ordell picks up his Lakers bag and puts it in the empty | |
chair next to him. | |
ORDELL | |
It's in my bag. | |
MAX | |
You have cash. What do you need me | |
for? | |
ORDELL | |
C'mon, you know how they do. Black | |
man comes in with ten thousand, they | |
wanna fuck with 'em. First off, they | |
gonna wanna know where I got it. | |
Second, they gonna keep a big chunk | |
of it - start talkin' that court cost | |
shit. Fuck that shit, Jack. I'll go | |
through you. | |
MAX | |
Cost you a thousand for the bond. | |
ORDELL | |
I know that. | |
Louis just stands, feeling uncomfortable, in the other | |
room drinking coffee. | |
MAX | |
Who's it for? A relative? | |
ORDELL | |
Fella named Beaumont. They have him | |
up at county. It started out drunk | |
driving, but they wrote it up | |
"possession of a concealed weapon." | |
Dumb monkey-ass had a pistol on him. | |
MAX | |
Ten thousand sounds high. | |
ORDELL | |
They ran his name and got a hit. He's | |
been in before. Besides, Beaumont's | |
from Kentucky, and I think they're | |
prejudiced against black men from the | |
South out here. | |
MAX | |
He takes off and I gotta go to | |
Kentucky to bring him back, you pay | |
the expenses. | |
ORDELL | |
You think you could do that? | |
Max taking papers out of the drawer... | |
MAX | |
I've done it. | |
... picking up the pen... | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
What's his full name? | |
ORDELL | |
Beaumont. That's the only name I | |
know. | |
Max looks at Ordell, but doesn't ask him the obvious | |
question. | |
Max picks up the phone. | |
MAX | |
(on phone) | |
Records office. | |
Max on hold, looks at Ordell. | |
Ordell smiles. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
(back on the line) | |
Hello, this is Max Cherry. Cherry | |
Bail Bonds. Who's this? | |
(pause) | |
Hi, Vicki. Look, Vicki, I need you to | |
look up the booking card and rough | |
arrest on a defendant named Beaumont. | |
(pause) | |
That's all I have. I believe it's a | |
surname but I'm not sure. Thanks. | |
Louis enters the area, standing over Ordell. | |
LOUIS | |
I'm going to wait in the car. | |
ORDELL | |
Sure. | |
(to Max) | |
We almost done, ain't we? | |
MAX | |
Getting there. | |
ORDELL | |
You go wait in the car. Wait a | |
minute. | |
Ordell pulls out a heavy-duty keychain with a shitload of | |
keys on it. | |
ORDELL | |
Take the keys, man. Listen to music. | |
LOUIS | |
Which one is for the car? | |
Ordell finds it. While he goes through the keys, Vicki | |
comes back on the line. | |
Max speaks with her as he fills out his papers. | |
ORDELL | |
(holding a key) | |
This one's for the ignition... | |
(holding a little black | |
box) | |
... but you gotta hit this thing to | |
shut the alarm off and unlock the | |
door. | |
LOUIS | |
What do I do? | |
ORDELL | |
You ain't got to do nothing. Just | |
point at it and push the button. | |
You'll hear the car go "bleep." That | |
means the alarm's off and the doors | |
are open. | |
LOUIS | |
Okay. | |
ORDELL | |
Now play the volume as loud as you | |
want but don't touch my levels. I got | |
them set just the way I want 'em. | |
Louis nods and goes out. | |
EXT. CHERRY BAIL BONDS - DAY | |
Louis walks out of the office. He goes up to Ordell's | |
black Mercedes. He points the little black box at it. The | |
car goes BLEEP. | |
He gingerly approaches it, opens the door and climbs | |
inside. | |
INT. MAX CHERRY'S OFFICE - DAY | |
Max hangs up the phone. | |
MAX | |
(to Ordell) | |
Beaumont Livingston. | |
ORDELL | |
Livingston, huh? | |
MAX | |
On his prior, he served nine months, | |
and he's working on four years' | |
probation. | |
ORDELL | |
You don't say. | |
MAX | |
Do you know what he's on probation | |
for? | |
ORDELL | |
Haven't a clue. | |
MAX | |
Possession of unregistered machine | |
guns. | |
ORDELL | |
Will they consider this a violation | |
of his probation? | |
MAX | |
They do consider this a violation of | |
his probation. Your boy's looking at | |
ten years, plus the concealed weapon. | |
ORDELL | |
Man, he won't like that. Beaumont | |
don't got a doin' time disposition. | |
MAX | |
I need your name and address. | |
ORDELL | |
Ordell Robbie. O-R-D-E-L-L. R-O-B-B-I- | |
E. 1436 Florence Boulevard. Compton | |
90222. | |
MAX | |
House or apartment? | |
ORDELL | |
House. | |
MAX | |
Now I need you to count your money. | |
Ordell hands him the Lakers bag. Max takes the money out | |
putting it on the desk. | |
ORDELL | |
Hope you don't mind me askin' where | |
you keepin' my money till I get it | |
back. In your drawer? | |
Max begins counting it. | |
MAX | |
Across the street a Great Western. It | |
goes in a trust account. You'll need | |
to fill out an Application for | |
Appearance Bond, an Indemnity | |
Agreement, a Contingent Promissory | |
Note. That's the one, if Beaumont | |
skips and I go after him, you pay the | |
expenses. | |
ORDELL | |
Beaumont ain't going nowhere. | |
(he takes a pen out of | |
his pocket) | |
Where do I sign? | |
Max pulls the forms from his desk, and lays them in front | |
of Ordell. Max goes back to counting the money. Ordell | |
reads the first agreement then says; | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
(reading the form) | |
Hey, Max. | |
MAX | |
(still counting money) | |
Yes. | |
ORDELL | |
(still reading form) | |
I was wondering. What if before the | |
court date gets here, Beaumont gets | |
hit by a bus or something and dies. | |
(he puts the form down | |
and looks at Max) | |
I get my money back, don't I? | |
CUT TO: | |
A BLACK FINGER | |
Pressing a BLACK BUTTON next to the name, "BEAUMONT | |
LIVINGSTON". | |
INT. BEAUMONT'S APARTMENT - NIGHT | |
BEAUMONT LIVINGSTON, wearing no shirt, sweatpants, and | |
smoking a fatty answers the intercom, which buzzes | |
loudly. We can hear JAY LENO interviewing a CELEBRITY on | |
TV OFFSCREEN. | |
BEAUMONT | |
(into the speaker) | |
Who is it? | |
EXT. BEAUMONT'S APARTMENT - NIGHT | |
Ordell stands outside the security gate of Beaumont's | |
Hollywood apartment. | |
EXTREME CLOSEUP - Ordell's lips talking into the intercom | |
speaker. | |
ORDELL | |
It's your benefactor, nigga. Buzz me | |
up. | |
EXTREME CLOSEUP - Beaumont's finger pressing the entry | |
button. | |
EXTREME CLOSEUP - The doorknob on the security gate, | |
BUZZING. Ordell's hand comes into frame twisting it open. | |
Beaumont opens his apartment door, fatty between his | |
fingers. He sees Ordell approach. | |
Ordell greets him, arms spread out in hug mode, with a | |
big smile across his face. | |
ORDELL | |
Look at you and your free ass. Come | |
over and give me a motherfuckin' hug. | |
Ordell and Beaumont embrace. | |
BEAUMONT | |
What the fuck can I say? I'm serious, | |
man. What the fuck can I say? Thank | |
you... thank you... thank you. | |
ORDELL | |
Who was there for your ass? | |
BEAUMONT | |
You were there for me. | |
ORDELL | |
Who? | |
BEAUMONT | |
You. | |
Laughing his hustler's laugh and bumping Beaumont's fist | |
hard. | |
ORDELL | |
You goddam right! | |
Beaumont laughs. | |
ORDELL | |
You see, it works like this. You get | |
your ass in trouble, I get your ass | |
out. That's my job. And I don't mind | |
tellin ya, nigga, it's steady work. | |
BEAUMONT | |
I'm still scared as a motherfucker, | |
Ordell. They talkin' like they | |
serious 'bout me doin' that machine | |
gun time. | |
ORDELL | |
Naw, man. They just tryin' to put a | |
fright in your ass. | |
BEAUMONT | |
If that's what they want to do, | |
they're doin' it. | |
ORDELL | |
How old is that machine gun shit? | |
BEAUMONT | |
Three years. | |
ORDELL | |
Three years. That crime's old, man. | |
They ain't got room in prison for all | |
the motherfuckers out there killin' | |
people. How they gonna find room for | |
you? | |
BEAUMONT | |
That's not what they're tellin' me. | |
ORDELL | |
That's why they call it "fuckin' with | |
ya." Now you wanna hear how we | |
retaliate? | |
Beaumont takes a hit off the fatty and nods his head. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Tomorrow I pick you up, take you to | |
Century City, meet my lawyer. Now let | |
me tell you a little bit about my | |
lawyer. His name is Stacin Goins and | |
this nigga is a junkyard dog! He's my | |
own private Johnie Cochran. In fact, | |
he'd kick Johnie Cochran's ass. And | |
like Johnie Cochran, dude hates | |
fuckin' cops. I'm serious, this man | |
lives to fuck with the police. So as | |
a favor, I had him look at your case. | |
Stacin told me you aint got shit to | |
worry about. They just fuckin' wit | |
ya. So we sic the junkyard dog on | |
their ass, make 'em - | |
(he bumps fist with Beaumont) | |
... Stop fuckin' wit ya! | |
Beaumont gesture inside his apartment. | |
BEAUMONT | |
Hey, c'mon in, man. I was just - you | |
know - smokin' a fatty, watchin' TV. | |
ORDELL | |
Naw, man. I gotta be someplace. I was | |
kinda hopin you could come with me. | |
BEAUMONT | |
What'd ya mean? | |
ORDELL | |
Look, I hate to be the kinda nigga, | |
does a nigga a favor - then BAM - | |
hits a nigga up for a favor in | |
return. But I'm afraid I gotta be | |
that kinda nigga. | |
BEAUMONT | |
What? | |
ORDELL | |
I need a favor. | |
BEAUMONT | |
That requires me goin out tonight? | |
ORDELL | |
A bit. | |
BEAUMONT | |
Aaaaawww man, I wasn't plannin' on | |
goin no place. It's twelve o'clock, | |
man. I'm home, I'm high - | |
ORDELL | |
Why the fuck you at home? Cause I | |
spent ten thousand dollars gittin' | |
your ass home. | |
(changes tone) | |
Look, I gotta problem. I need help, | |
and you can help me. | |
This has the desired effect. | |
TIME CUT: | |
WITH ORDELL WAITING OUTSIDE THE DOOR | |
Beaumont comes out of the apartment, sporting Nikes and a | |
Queen Latifah t-shirt. He locks his front door and walks | |
with Ordell to his car. They talk the whole way. We | |
STEDICAM in front of them the whole way. | |
BEAUMONT | |
What's the problem? | |
ORDELL | |
Well, it ain't so much a problem a a | |
situation. Remember I sold those | |
three M-60 machine guns outta the | |
five I got? | |
BEAUMONT | |
Uh-huh. | |
ORDELL | |
I'm gonna sell the other two tonight. | |
This group of Koreans in Koreatown | |
have started a Neighborhood Watch | |
kinda thing. And they want a few | |
weapons so the neighborhood niggas | |
know they mean business. So I'm gonna | |
sell 'em my two machine guns tonight. | |
Only problem, I aint never dealt with | |
these Koreans before. Now I aint | |
worried. Asians are by and large real | |
dependable. They don't want no | |
trouble. You might argue about price, | |
but you aint gotta worry about them | |
shootin' you in the back. But I got | |
me kind of a rule. Never do business | |
with nobody you ain't never done | |
business with before without backup. | |
That's why I need you, backup. | |
BEAUMONT | |
Man, I ain't ready to be goin' out | |
nowhere - | |
ORDELL | |
- Let me finish. Can I finish? | |
BEAUMONT | |
Go ahead. | |
CUT TO: | |
TRUNK | |
The trunk of a car is opened. | |
Ordell bends down into the trunk and pulls out a pump | |
action shotgun. Beaumont obviously doesn't want any part | |
of any Ordell game that requires a pump action shotgun as | |
a playing piece. | |
ORDELL | |
Now you're gonn be in the trunk | |
holding onto the shotgun. And I'm | |
going to tell them I'm opening up my | |
trunk to show 'em my goods. I open up | |
the trunk, you pop up, rack that bad | |
boy. | |
BEAUMONT | |
Fuck that shit, man. I ain't shootin' | |
anybody. | |
ORDELL | |
What the fuck I tell you. You don't | |
hafta shoot nobody. Just hold the | |
gun. They'll get the idea. | |
BEAUMONT | |
I ain't gittin' in that trunk. | |
ORDELL | |
We're only goin' to Koreatown. You'll | |
be in there - ten minutes. | |
BEAUMONT | |
Uh-uh. I ain't riding in that trunk | |
no minutes. Why don't I just ride | |
with you? | |
ORDELL | |
You can't ride with me. The surprise | |
effect is ninety percent of it. | |
BEAUMONT | |
Well, I'm sorry, man, but I ain't | |
gittin' in that trunk. | |
ORDELL | |
I can't believe you do me this way. | |
BEAUMONT | |
I ain't doin' you no way. I just | |
ain't climbin' in that trunk. I got a | |
problem with small places. | |
ORDELL | |
Well, my ass has got a problem | |
spending ten thousand dollars of my | |
own goddam money to get ungrateful, | |
peanut-head niggas outta jail, but I | |
do it - | |
BEAUMONT | |
Look, man, I know I owe you - | |
ORDELL | |
- Well, if you owe me, git your ass | |
in the trunk. | |
BEAUMONT | |
- I wanna help you, but I don't wanna | |
be locked in the trunk of no car. | |
ORDELL | |
You think I wanted to spend ten | |
thousand dollars on your ass? | |
Beaumont starts to speak - | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Answer the question, nigga. Do you | |
think I wanted to spend the thousand | |
dollars on your ass? Yes or no? | |
BEAUMONT | |
Course you didn't. | |
ORDELL | |
But the only way to help you was to | |
do that, so I did it. (pause) Okay, | |
how 'bout this? After we're through | |
fuckin' with these Koreans, I take | |
you to Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles. | |
My treat. | |
Beaumont smiles. So does Ordell. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Just think, man. That Scoe's special, | |
smothered in gravy and onions. Get a | |
side of red beans and rice. | |
Uuuuummmmm, that's some good eatin'. | |
Beaumont and Ordell laugh together... the Beaumont says; | |
BEAUMONT | |
Now exactly how long I gotta be in | |
this motherfucker. | |
CUT TO: | |
TRUNK | |
Beaumont in the trunk, holding the shotgun. The trunk lid | |
is SLAMMED closed. | |
EXT. INT. OLDSMOBILE - NIGHT | |
Ordell walks around the car, climbs into the plush | |
interior of the Olds and turns on the engine. It comes to | |
life with a SOFT RUMBLE. He puts a tape in the player | |
inside the dash. | |
The tape is labeled "ORDELL'S JAMS." | |
Cool, old-school R B fills the cab. | |
Ordell cruises, moving his head to the rhythm and | |
mouthing the words. | |
He drives for awhile, just groovin' on the music... | |
... then stops. | |
Ordell switches the engine and the music off. The cab | |
goes black. | |
He leans over the passenger seat, opening the glovebox. A | |
tiny light turns on when the glovebox is opened. It's the | |
only light in the cab. Ordell leaves it on. | |
In silence he takes one glove out and puts it on his | |
right hand. Then with his gloved hand, reaches in the | |
glovebox and pulls out a five-shot .38 snubby. He closes | |
the glovebox. | |
The cab goes black. | |
EXT. OLDSMOBILE - NIGHT | |
The Olds is parked out in the middle of some urban | |
nowhere. | |
Ordell gets out, sticks the snubby in his pants, and | |
walks to the back of the Olds. He sticks his key in the | |
trunk and says; | |
ORDELL | |
Don't worry. It's just me. | |
The trunk opens. Beaumont is hunched on his side with the | |
shotgun. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
I was wondering. Did any federal | |
people come visit you in jail and I | |
should be watching my ass? | |
Beaumont doesn't say anything. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
You wouldn't tell me if they did and | |
I wouldn't blame you. | |
Ordell takes the snubby out of his pants. | |
Beaumont quick-racks the pump shotgun, pulls the trigger, | |
and hears the click you hear from an empty weapon. He | |
racks it again, CLICK then BAM. Beaumont is shot hard in | |
the chest. He goes back into he trunk. | |
Ordell puts one more shot in his head, BAM, tosses the | |
weapon on top of the dead body and closes the trunk. | |
Ordell's Beaumont problem is solved. He climbs back into | |
the cab, turns on the engine. We hear the old-school R B | |
song come back on, but VERY LOW. | |
Ordell drives the Olds away. | |
CUT TO: | |
INT. MOTEL - NIGHT | |
Louis sits on a bed in a flophouse motel room, flipping | |
from one channel to another with a remote control, | |
drinking cocktails from a can. | |
The phone rings. He answers it. | |
LOUIS | |
Hello. | |
INT. OLDSMOBILE (PARKED) - NIGHT | |
Ordell is sitting parked in the comfy-cozy cab of the | |
Olds, listening to soul music with his tiny cellular | |
phone next to his ear. | |
ORDELL | |
Louis, my man. Watcha doin'? | |
LOUIS | |
Oh, I dunno. Watching TV. | |
ORDELL | |
Whatcha watchin'? | |
LOUIS | |
Nothin' really. Just kinda goin' back | |
and forth. They had some black girl | |
from some black show on Jay Leno. I | |
watched that for a bit, but I kept | |
flippin channels cause I didn't know | |
who she was. | |
ORDELL | |
Guess where I am? | |
LOUIS | |
I dunno. | |
ORDELL | |
I know you don't know. I said guess. | |
LOUIS | |
The moon - I dunno | |
ORDELL | |
I'm talkin' to you from the comfy- | |
cozy interior of an Oldsmobile parked | |
outside your nasty-ass welfare motel. | |
LOUIS | |
You're outside? | |
ORDELL | |
Uh-huh. | |
LOUIS | |
C'mon in. | |
ORDELL | |
Naw, man. I just told you, I'm | |
comfortable. I ain't about to walk | |
into that roach motel and get | |
uncomfortable. You bring your ass out | |
here. | |
LOUIS | |
I'm in my underwear. | |
ORDELL | |
Then put your goddam drawers on, and | |
get your ass out here. I got | |
somethin' to show you. | |
EXT. MOTEL - NIGHT | |
Louis, having just thrown on some pants, walks outside | |
his room and sees Ordell's big, black Oldsmobile parked | |
in front of the motel. | |
As he approaches, the power window on the driver's side | |
comes down, revealing a comfortable Ordell sitting back | |
in his seat looking up at Louis. | |
ORDELL | |
You know what your problem is, Louis? | |
Louis doesn't say anything, he just puts his hands in his | |
pockets. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
You think you're a good guy. When you | |
go into a deal you don't go in | |
prepared to take that motherfucker | |
all the way. You go in looking for a | |
way out. And it ain't cause you're | |
scared neither. It's cause you think | |
you're a good guy, and you think | |
there's certain things a good guy | |
won't do. That's where we're | |
different, me and you. Cause me, once | |
I decide I want something, aint a | |
goddam motherfuckin' thing gonna stop | |
me from gittin' it. I gotta use a gun | |
get what I want, I'm gonna use a gun. | |
Nigga gets in my way, nigga gonna get | |
removed. Understand what I'm saying? | |
CLOSEUP: KEY GOING INTO TRUNK | |
Trunk opens showing Beaumont shot in the chest with half | |
his head blown off. | |
Louis looks inside, see Beaumont, looks at Ordell, then | |
back to Beaumont. | |
Ordell closes the trunk. | |
LOUIS | |
Who was that? | |
ORDELL | |
That was Beaumont. | |
LOUIS | |
Who was Beaumont? | |
ORDELL | |
An employee I had to let go. | |
LOUIS | |
What did he do? | |
ORDELL | |
He put himself in a situation where | |
he was gonna have to do ten years in | |
the penetentiary, that's what he did. | |
(taking out a Viceroy and | |
lighting it up) | |
And if you know Beaumont, you know | |
there aint no way in hell he can do | |
no ten years. And if you know that, | |
you know Beaumont's gonna go any | |
goddam thing Beaumont can to keep | |
from doin' those ten years including | |
telling the Federal government | |
everything they want to know about my | |
ass. Now that, my friend, is a clear | |
case of him or me. And you best | |
believe it aint gonna be me. You know | |
what I'm sayin'? You gonna come in on | |
this with me, you gotta be prepared | |
to go all the way. I got me so far | |
over a half-a-million dollars sittin' | |
in lockboxes in a bank in Cabo San | |
Lucas. Me and Mr. Walker make us one | |
more delivery, I'm gonna have me over | |
a million. You think I'm gonna let | |
this little cheese eatin' nigga here | |
fuck that up? Shit, you better think | |
again. 'Fore I let this deal get | |
fucked up, I'll shoot that nigga in | |
the head, and ten niggas look just | |
like em. | |
(pause) | |
Understand what I'm sayin'? | |
LOUIS | |
Yeah. | |
ORDELL | |
So we on the same page then? | |
LOUIS | |
I follow. | |
Ordell smiles (not his hustler smile, but a genuine | |
smile). | |
Louis grins. | |
They both bump fists. | |
FADE TO BLACK: | |
TITLE CARD: | |
"JACKIE BROWN" | |
The sound of airplanes landing and taking off can be | |
heard underneath this... | |
INT. LOS ANGELES INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - DAY | |
A SUBTITLE reads: | |
"LOS ANGELES INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT PARKING GARAGE" | |
We look down a row of cars in an enclosed parking garage | |
at LAX. Jackie Brown, the Cabo Air stewardess from the | |
opening credits, walks into frame. We dolly behind her as | |
she walks down the row of cars. | |
VOICE (O.S.) | |
Miss Brown. | |
She turns towards the voice camera. | |
Young plainclothes cop, MARK DARGUS, walks up to her, | |
holding open his I.D. case. | |
DARGUS | |
Hi, I'm Detective Mark Dargus. | |
L.A.P.D. can I ask what you have in | |
that bag? | |
JACKIE | |
The usual things. I'm a flight | |
attendant with Cabo Air. | |
Young plainclothes cop RAY NICOLET, enters the scene. | |
NICOLET | |
Can I be of some assistance? | |
As Jackie pulls the cigarettes (Davidoffs) from her | |
purse, she says to Ray; | |
JACKIE | |
I doubt it. | |
(to Dargus) | |
Who's your friend? | |
DARGUS | |
This is Special Agent Ray Nicolet | |
with Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms. | |
Would you mind if we looked in that | |
bag? | |
Jackie lights her cigarette with a yellow Bic lighter. | |
JACKIE | |
Would I mind? Do I have a choice? | |
DARGUS | |
You have the right to say "no." And I | |
have the right to make you wait here | |
with Ray while I go get a warrant. | |
And if I don't want to go through all | |
that trouble, I could just take you | |
in on suspicion. | |
JACKIE | |
Suspicion of what? | |
NICOLET | |
All he wants to do is peek in your | |
bag. I'll watch he doesn't take | |
anything. | |
Jackie shrugs and says; | |
JACKIE | |
Go ahead. | |
Dargus lays the flight bag on the pavement, gets down on | |
his haunches, and starts feeling through her things. | |
CLOSEUP FLIGHT BAG | |
A soiled blouse, uniform skirt, - then a manila envelope, | |
a fat one, nine-by-twelve. | |
Jackie watches him straighten the clasp... | |
ENVELOPE | |
Opens it. Out drops several packets of one hundred dollar | |
bills secured with rubberbands. | |
Nicolet whistles. | |
Dargus looks up at her. | |
DARGUS | |
I'd say there's about, oh, fifty | |
thousand dollars here. What would you | |
say Ray? | |
NICOLET | |
That looks like fifty thousand | |
dollars from here. | |
JACKIE | |
Not saying anything at the moment. | |
DARGUS | |
This is your money? | |
JACKIE | |
If I were to tell you "no it | |
isn't..." | |
Dargus smiles. | |
DARGUS | |
You should know if you bring in | |
anything over ten thousand you have | |
to declare it. You forgot or what? | |
You could get a two hundred and fifty | |
thousand dollar fine, plus two years | |
in prison. Now you want to talk to us | |
about it, or you want to talk to | |
Customs? | |
JACKIE | |
I'm not saying another word. | |
NICOLET | |
Listen, Jackie, Hope you don't mind | |
if I call you Jackie. They're a bunch | |
of fuckin' pricks in Customs. | |
Something about that job makes them | |
kinda hard to get along with. Now, do | |
you want to talk with a bunch of | |
suspicious, disagreeable people like | |
them, or a couple good-hearted guys | |
like Mark and myself. | |
Nicolet smiles. | |
CLOSEUP JACKIE | |
Doesn't smile back. | |
DISSOLVE TO: | |
CLOSEUP JACKIE | |
Sitting in a chair facing the two offscreen detectives. | |
Jackie lights up a cigarette. We don't leave the CLOSEUP | |
until noted. | |
INT. DARGUS OFFICE - DAY | |
DARGUS (O.S.) | |
Hey, this is my office. There's no | |
smoking. | |
JACKIE | |
Arrest me. | |
Nicolet laughs O.S. | |
DARGUS (O.S.) | |
We could, smart ass... or we could | |
work out what's known as a | |
Substantial Assistance Agreement. | |
That is if you're willing to | |
cooperate. Tell us who gave you the | |
money and who you're giving it to. | |
Jackie doesn't sat anything... she just smokes. | |
NICOLET (O.S.) | |
You got a good lawyer? | |
DARGUS (O.S.) | |
Can she afford a good one is the | |
question. Otherwise she'll be in | |
Sybill Brand three weeks easy before | |
the Public Defender gets around to | |
her. | |
NICOLET (O.S.) | |
Ever heard of a fella named Beaumont | |
Livingston? | |
Not a word. | |
NICOLET (O.S.) (CONT'D) | |
Don't know Beaumont? That's funny | |
'cause Beaumont knows you. Well he | |
did know you, Beaumont was found in | |
the trunk of a car - dead. Shot | |
twice. Once in the head and once in | |
the chest. | |
Jackie, she puts the "ool" in "cool." | |
NICOLET (O.S.) (CONT'D) | |
I had the chance to talk to Beaumont | |
yesterday. You see, like you, | |
Beaumont found himself in some hot | |
water. He was looking at ten years he | |
was pretty sure he didn't want to do | |
and was understandably concerned. Now | |
maybe you don't know Beaumont, but | |
Beaumont knew you, and maybe so does | |
the guy who blew Beaumont's head off. | |
Not a word. | |
DARGUS (O.S.) | |
If you don't want to talk to us, I | |
guess we'll just have to hand you | |
over to Customs. | |
Jackie puts out her cigarette. | |
JACKIE | |
Okay, let's go. | |
She stares down the cops. | |
DARGUS AND NICOLET | |
We cut to the detective and the special agent for the | |
first time in the scene. | |
DARGUS | |
You know, Miss Brown, there's | |
basically three types of people that | |
we come along in the performance of | |
our duty. One is, INNOCENT PEOPLE. | |
Victims, witnesses, innocent | |
bystanders... You ain't any of these. | |
Then there's two; CRIMINALS. These | |
sonabitches have dedicated their | |
lives to a life outside the law. That | |
ain't you either. Where you belong is | |
the third category. The category we | |
refer to as LOSERS. | |
Jackie's eyes don't even narrow at the insult. She just | |
says without expression; | |
JACKIE | |
I'm not a loser. | |
DARGUS | |
Oh, you're both? In 1985 you were | |
flying for TWA and got busted for | |
carrying drugs. You were carrying | |
them for a pilot husband of yours. He | |
did time and you got off. But that | |
ended your career with the big | |
airlines. Cut to thirteen years | |
later. You're forty-four years of | |
age. You're flying for the shittiest | |
little shuttle-fucking piece of shit | |
Mexican airline that there is. Where | |
you make a whopping twelve-thousand | |
dollars a year. That ain't a hulluva | |
lot to show for a twenty year career. | |
And to top it off, you're going to | |
jail. Now true, the judge, even with | |
your prior, will probably only give | |
you a year or two. But this doesn't | |
seem like the time of life you got | |
years to throw away. | |
(pause) | |
Now, we don't like trying losers like | |
they're criminals. But in the absence | |
of a criminal, we will try you. Now, | |
wasn't this money given to you by an | |
American living in Mexico by the name | |
of Cedric Walker? | |
Jackie remains unmoved by this monologue. | |
Nicolet joins back in. | |
NICOLET | |
You know, ol' Beaumont wasn't much | |
for talkin', either. Yeah, he told us | |
about you and Mr. Walker, but whoever | |
the hell it was he worked for out | |
here, he wouldn't say. Could it be | |
the same person you were supposed to | |
deliver this money to? | |
Jackie just stares at them, saying nothing. | |
Dargus sits behind his desk, with Jackie's flight bag on | |
it. | |
DARGUS | |
I'd like your permission to open this | |
again. So we'll know exactly how much | |
money we're talkin' about here. | |
Jackie gets up from her chair, walks over to the desk, | |
unzips the bag, takes out the manila envelope and drops | |
it on the desk. | |
JACKIE | |
Help yourself. | |
DARGUS | |
While you're at it, let me see what | |
else is in there. You mind? | |
She reaches in the bag and brings out a pocketbook. | |
JACKIE | |
My pocketbook. | |
DARGUS | |
What's in it? | |
JACKIE | |
Beauty products. | |
Nicolet takes the manila envelope. | |
NICOLET | |
I'll count the money. | |
Dargus points at a clear plastic bag with pills and | |
packets in it. | |
DARGUS | |
What's this? | |
JACKIE | |
That's my diet shit. | |
Nicolet takes out the bills from the envelope. | |
DARGUS | |
Let's see what else is in there. | |
Nicolet takes the bills and looks inside the envelope. | |
His expression changes to a shit-eating grin. | |
NICOLET | |
Oh, Miss Brown? | |
JACKIE | |
Yeah? | |
Nicolet pulls out a clear cellophane sandwich bag with a | |
half-inch or so of white powder inside. | |
NICOLET | |
And what would this be, Sweet and | |
Low? | |
JACKIE | |
What the fuck is that shit? | |
NICOLET | |
I know what it looks like. | |
JACKIE | |
You planted that shit on me. | |
Nicolet and Dargus laugh at that. | |
JACKIE | |
Look, that shit ain't mine. | |
NICOLET | |
(to Dargus) | |
It isn't enough for Trafficking, but | |
how 'bout Posession with the Intent | |
to Distribute? | |
DARGUS | |
Oh, I wouldn't be so sure. What with | |
all the cash, I think I could go with | |
Conspiracy to Traffic. | |
JACKIE | |
I'm tellin' you, I don't know nothin' | |
about that fuckin' shit. | |
NICOLET | |
Well then, Miss Brown. Why don't you | |
have a seat and tell us who might | |
know something about this fuckin' | |
shit. | |
Jackie just looks at the two grinning Cheshire cats as | |
the balance of power rolls over on her. | |
CUT TO: | |
EXT. TORRANCE MUNICIPAL COURTHOUSE - DAY | |
A Los Angeles County Jail bus pulls up behind the | |
Torrance Court House. | |
INT. COUNTY JAIL BUS - DAY | |
Jackie, now wearing County Jail blues, sits next to | |
another BLACK WOMAN. Their hands cuffed together. | |
The bus stops. A rough-looking FEMALE COUNTY SHERIFF | |
unlocks the gate that encloses the prisoners. Then | |
explains in a you-better-do-exactly-what-I-say manner, | |
how they're going to leave the bus. | |
EXT. COUNTY JAIL BUS - DAY | |
MANY WOMEN, including Jackie, all wearing county blues | |
and handcuffed to each other, exit the bus. | |
The SHERIFFS lead them into the back entrance to the | |
court house. | |
INT. HALLWAY COURTHOUSE - DAY | |
Dargus and Nicolet confer with the PUBLIC DEFENDER, an | |
attractive blonde woman in a nice business suit. | |
DARGUS | |
If she'll cooperate with us, we'll | |
turn possession with intent into | |
plain ol' Possession, and she can | |
bond outta here for one thousand | |
bucks. If she doesn't help us, we'll | |
go for the Intent and request a | |
twenty-five-thousand dollar bond. | |
INT. COURTROOM - DAY | |
Jackie and the Public Defender. Jackie, in her county | |
blues; Public Defender in her nice suit. | |
JACKIE | |
You tell those guys they'll have to | |
do one helluva lot better than that | |
before I'll even say 'hi' to them. | |
PUBLIC DEFENDER | |
Well, that's the State's offer. If | |
you plead to possession and tell | |
L.A.P.D. what they want to know, your | |
bond will be set at one-thousand | |
dollars. If you don't, L.A.P.D. will | |
request one at twenty- five thousand | |
based on your prior record and risk | |
of flight. If you don't post it or | |
don't know anyone who can, you'll | |
spend six to eight weeks in County | |
before your arraignment comes up. | |
JACKIE | |
Who's side are you on? | |
PUBLIC DEFENDER | |
I beg your pardon? | |
JACKIE | |
What if I plead guilty? | |
PUBLIC DEFENDER | |
And cooperate? You might get | |
probation. | |
JACKIE | |
If I don't cooperate? | |
PUBLIC DEFENDER | |
With the prior? You could get | |
anywhere from a year to five | |
depending on the judge. You want to | |
think about it? You got two minutes | |
before we're up. | |
COURT IN SESSION | |
It's a full schedule in court today. Jackie sits with a | |
bunch of other females wearing county blues in the | |
defendant's area (where the jury sits during a jury | |
trial) | |
Dargus and Nicolet sit in the courtroom. | |
The JUDGE reads the next case. | |
JUDGE | |
Brown. Case number 700324. | |
Jackie rises amongst the other defendants. | |
The P.D. rises. | |
Dargus, the arresting officer, rises. | |
JUDGE | |
The charge is possession of Narcotics | |
with the Intent to Distribute. How | |
does your client plead? | |
PUBLIC DEFENDER | |
She wishes to stand mute, your honor. | |
JUDGE | |
Very well... | |
(to Dargus) | |
... Detective Dargus - You're the | |
arresting officer in his case, | |
correct? | |
DARGUS | |
That's correct, your honor. | |
JUDGE | |
You have a recommendation for bail? | |
DARGUS | |
Yes, I do, your honor. Based on the | |
defendant's prior conviction and the | |
extreme possibility of flight due to | |
her occupation, the State requests a | |
bond of no less than twenty-five | |
thousand. | |
The Judge looks at the report, then at Jackie... | |
JUDGE | |
I'll set bond at ten thousand and set | |
the date of August 14th for the | |
arraignment. | |
JACKIE | |
When is that, your honor? | |
JUDGE | |
That's six weeks from now, Miss | |
Brown. We'll continue this matter | |
then. Owens, case 72242. | |
Jackie sits down. | |
Dargus sits down next to Nicolet. They smile and giggle | |
together. | |
Jackie sees them giggle like fifth graders. It fucking | |
pisses her off. | |
DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE | |
We go from a CLOSEUP of a boiling Jackie, to a | |
perspective from the back of the courtroom. | |
We see Jackie in the defendant's area. | |
We see the two happy detectives walk past us on their way | |
out of the courtroom. | |
ORDELL | |
Sits in the back, watching the proceedings without any | |
expression. When he's seen enough, he stands up and out | |
of the shot leaving an EMPTY FRAME. | |
FADE TO BLACK | |
TITLE CARD | |
"MAX CHERRY" | |
FADE UP ON: | |
INT. MAX CHERRY'S OFFICE - DAY | |
The bathroom door in Max's office. We hear a toilet flush | |
behind it. The door opens, and Max Cherry emerges, | |
zipping up his pants with a TV guide in his hand. | |
He looks up and stops dead. | |
Ordell sitting oh-so comfortably in the chair in front of | |
Max's desk. | |
ORDELL | |
Unh... unh... unh... I din't hear you | |
wash your hands. | |
Max looks at Ordell, then takes his place behind his | |
desk. | |
MAX | |
Comfortable? | |
ORDELL | |
The door was opened, so I just came | |
right in. | |
MAX | |
I can see that. Why? | |
ORDELL | |
I got some more business for ya. | |
MAX | |
Oh, yeah? What did he do? | |
ORDELL (O.S.) | |
She is an airline stewardess. Got | |
caught coming back from Mexico with | |
some blow. They set her bond this | |
afternoon at ten thousand. Now, what | |
I was thinkin', you could use the ten | |
thousand you owe me from Beaumont and | |
move it over on to the stewardess. | |
MAX | |
The bond for possession is only a | |
thousand. | |
ORDELL | |
They fuckin' wit' her. They callin' | |
it Possession with Intent. A black | |
woman in her forties gets busted with | |
less than two ounces on her, they | |
call that shit Intent. Same shit | |
happened to a movie star. It's | |
Possession. | |
MAX | |
It still sounds high. | |
ORDELL | |
She had, I believe it was... fifty | |
grand on her, too. There was a cop at | |
the hearing. Young guy with L.A.P.D. | |
wanted her bond set at twenty-five | |
thousand, saying there was a risk of | |
flight. Jackie being a stewardess and | |
all. | |
MAX | |
Before we start talking about | |
stewardess, let's get Beaumont out of | |
the way first. | |
Sitting back in the chair - almost grinning - but not | |
quite. | |
ORDELL | |
Somebody already did. | |
MAX | |
What? | |
ORDELL | |
You didn't hear? | |
MAX | |
Hear what? | |
ORDELL | |
Somebody with a grudge blew | |
Beaumont's brains out - hey, that | |
rhymes - blew Beaumont's brains out. | |
MAX | |
Did the police contact you? | |
ORDELL | |
Very first motherfuckin' thing they | |
did. They see I put up a big money | |
bond on my boy, they start thinking | |
with that where-there's-smoke-there's | |
fire logic. They roust my ass outta | |
bed, ten o'clock in the morning. | |
Fuckin' scare my woman, Sherona, half | |
to death. She thought they were gonna | |
take my ass away for sure. | |
MAX | |
The stewardess. Do you know her last | |
name? | |
ORDELL | |
(smiles) | |
Brown, Jackie Brown. | |
MAX | |
What does she do for you? | |
ORDELL | |
Who says she does anything for me? | |
She's my friend. When my friends get | |
into trouble, I like to help 'em out. | |
MAX | |
Beaumont worked for you. | |
ORDELL | |
That's what the police thought. I | |
told them I'm unemployed, how could I | |
have anybody work for me? Now I bail | |
out Jackie, I'm liable to have the | |
police on me again, huh? Wanting to | |
know was she doing things for me, was | |
she bringing me that money! | |
MAX | |
Was she? | |
ORDELL | |
Is this, me and you, like a lawyer- | |
client relationship? The lawyer can't | |
tell nothing he hears? | |
MAX | |
You're not my client until you get | |
busted and I bond you out. | |
ORDELL | |
If there's no - what do you call it - | |
confidentiality between us? Why would | |
I tell you anything? | |
MAX | |
Cause you want me to know what a | |
slick guy you are. You got | |
stewardesses bringing you fifty | |
grand. | |
ORDELL | |
Why would a stewardess bring me fifty | |
grand? | |
MAX | |
You want me to speculate on what you | |
do. I'd say you're in the drug | |
business, except the money's moving | |
in the wrong direction. Whatever | |
you're into, you seem to be getting | |
away with it, so more power to you. | |
Okay you want another bond, and you | |
want to move over the ten thousand | |
you put down on Beaumont to the | |
stewardess. That means paperwork. I | |
have to get a death certificate, | |
present it to the court, fill out a | |
receipt for return of bond | |
collateral, then type up another | |
application. An indemnity agreement - | |
ORDELL | |
- Jackie aint got time for all that | |
shit - | |
MAX | |
- I'm telling you what I have to do. | |
What you have to do, in case you | |
forgot, is come up with premium of a | |
thousand bucks. | |
ORDELL | |
I got it. I just don't got it on me. | |
MAX | |
Well, come back when you do, and I'll | |
bond out the stewardess. | |
ORDELL | |
Man, you know I'm good for it. | |
Thousand bucks ain't shit. | |
MAX | |
If I don't see it in front of me, | |
you're right. It ain't shit. | |
ORDELL | |
Man, you need to look at this with a | |
little compassion. Jackie ain't no | |
criminal. She ain't used to this | |
kinda treatment. I mean, gangsters | |
don't give a fuck - but for the | |
average citizen, coupla nights in | |
County fuck with your mind. | |
MAX | |
Ordell, this isn't a bar, an you | |
don't have a tab. | |
ORDELL | |
Just listen for a second. We got a | |
forty-year-old, gainfully employed | |
black woman, falsely accused - | |
MAX | |
Falsely accused? She didn't come back | |
from Mexico with cocaine on her? | |
ORDELL | |
Falsely accused of Intent. If she had | |
that shit - and mind you, I said "if" | |
- it was just her shit to get high | |
with. | |
MAX | |
Is white guilt supposed to make me | |
forget I'm running a business? | |
Ordell gives up and takes an envelope out of his pocket. | |
ORDELL | |
Okay, man. I got your money. But | |
don't you ever ask me for no fuckin' | |
favor. | |
INT. MAX'S CADILLAC (MOVING) - NIGHT | |
It's early evening; and Max's powder-blue Seville is | |
driving to the County Jail with a client, a young | |
Hispanic woman of twenty named ANITA. | |
MAX | |
Tomorrow I'll talk to your probation | |
officer. Karen's a good kid, but | |
she's mad at you, because you lied to | |
her. This business about your | |
grandmother's funeral | |
ANITA | |
I went. I did. I took my mother and | |
little brother. | |
MAX | |
But you didn't ask permission. You | |
broke a trust. If you had asked, | |
Karen probably would have let you. | |
I'm sure she would. | |
ANITA | |
I know. That's why I went. | |
MAX | |
But then you told her you were home. | |
ANITA | |
Sure, 'cause I didn't ask her if I | |
could go. | |
Max gives up. | |
MAX | |
I don't know. Maybe it's a language | |
problem. | |
(getting stern) | |
Anita, you ever cause this much | |
heartache over something that could | |
easily be avoided, I'll never write | |
you again. You understand? | |
ANITA | |
I understand. | |
MAX | |
I mean it. I don't care how many | |
times your mother calls or how much | |
she cries. | |
Like an exasperated teenager. | |
ANITA | |
I understand. | |
MAX | |
Then say "Yes, Max. I understand." | |
ANITA | |
Yes, Max, I understand. | |
INT. L.A. COUNTY JAIL - NIGHT | |
POV THROUGH A WIRE MESH CAGE | |
Max and Anita, side by side. Anita's hands are cuffed | |
behind her back. | |
MAX | |
Dropping off and picking up. Dropping | |
of Lopez, Anita. Picking up Brown, | |
Jackie. | |
We're at the admitting desk of the L.A. County Jail. Max | |
undoes Anita's handcuffs, while a SHERIFF waits to take | |
her away. | |
ANITA | |
So you're gonna call Karen tomorrow? | |
MAX | |
I'll call her. | |
ANITA | |
Won't forget? | |
MAX | |
I won't forget. | |
She kisses Max on the cheek and the Sheriff takes her | |
away. | |
ANITA | |
Thanks, Max. See you later. | |
Max puts the cuffs away, sits on a bench, takes out a Len | |
Deighton paperback and begins to read. | |
FADE TO BLACK | |
FADE UP: | |
MAX | |
Still reading his novel. We hear offscreen, a SHERIFF'S | |
voice. | |
SHERIFF (O.S.) | |
Max! Here she comes. | |
Max puts his book down and see - | |
Jackie being led into the Admitting Area by TWO SHERIFFS. | |
She's wearing her stewardess uniform and carrying a small | |
envelope with her belongings in it and her shoes. When | |
Max was imagining a woman in her forties, he had someone | |
with a bit of wear and tear on them in mind. But this | |
Jackie Brown's a knockout. | |
As he watches her, she steps out of the County Jail | |
slippers she was wearing and slips into her shoes. | |
He approaches, handing her his card. | |
MAX | |
Miss Brown... I'm Max Cherry. I'm | |
your bail bondsman. | |
She takes the card and shakes his hand saying nothing. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
I can give you a lift home if you'd | |
like? | |
JACKIE | |
Okay. | |
INT. MAX'S CADILLAC - NIGHT | |
Max puts his key in the ignition, when Jackie asks; | |
JACKIE | |
Are you really a bail bondsman? | |
MAX | |
Who do you think I am? | |
She doesn't answer. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
I gave you my card there. | |
JACKIE | |
Can I see your I.D.? | |
MAX | |
You're serious? | |
She waits. | |
Max digs the case out of his pocket, hands it to her, | |
then reaches up and turns on the light above them for her | |
to see. | |
MAX'S ID: SURETY AGENT LICENSED BY THE STATE OF | |
CALIFORNIA | |
JACKIE | |
Who put up my bond? Ordell? | |
MAX | |
In cash. | |
She looks straight ahead. | |
Max shifts into drive. | |
Max rolls down his window at the front gate. A DEPUTY | |
comes out of the gatehouse and hands through the window | |
Max's .38 revolver, cylinder opened. Max hands the Deputy | |
his pass in exchange for the gun, says "thanks", then | |
puts the .38 in his glovebox in front of Jackie. He | |
drives on. | |
MAX AND JACKIE (MOVING) | |
JACKIE | |
Can we stop for cigarettes? | |
MAX | |
Sure, ever been to the Riverbottom? | |
JACKIE | |
I don't think so. | |
MAX | |
It's okay. It's a cop hangout. | |
JACKIE | |
Couldn't we just stop at a seven- | |
eleven? | |
MAX | |
I thought you might want a drink? | |
JACKIE | |
I'd love one, but not there. | |
MAX | |
We could stop at the Hilton by the | |
airport. | |
JACKIE | |
Is it dark? | |
MAX | |
It's kind of a sports bar | |
JACKIE | |
That doesn't sound dark. | |
MAX | |
Why does it need to be dark? | |
JACKIE | |
'Cause I look like I just got outta | |
jail, that's why. You droppin' me off | |
at home, right? There's a place by | |
me. | |
MAX | |
Great. | |
CUT TO: | |
EXT. THE COCKATOO INN - NIGHT | |
A big neon sign of a cockatoo sits on op of a red brick | |
inn. | |
INT. THE COCKATOO INN - NIGHT | |
CLOSEUP - A KNOB is pulled out. | |
Jackie picks up a pack of Mild Seven's cigarettes from | |
the bottom of a cigarette machine. She crosses the bar to | |
join Max, sitting at a small table waiting for her to | |
return. | |
The Cockatoo Inn is just what Jackie was looking for. A | |
dark and red cocktail lounge in Hawthorne off of | |
Hawthorne Boulevard by the apartment where the stewardess | |
lives (about ten minutes from LAX) | |
The clientele of the Cockatoo is an older, black crowd | |
and an even older white crowd who'd been coming here | |
years before it became a black bar. | |
A JUKEBOX plays soft, old-school R B. | |
Jackie and Max sit side by side at a small table, lit by | |
a bar candle in a red glass thing. | |
Max drinks Bushmills over crushed ice. Jackie drinks | |
white wine. Jackie opens her Mild Sevens, offering one to | |
Max. | |
MAX | |
No thanks, I quit three years ago. | |
As she lights her cigarette. | |
JACKIE | |
You gain weight? | |
MAX | |
Ten pounds. I lose it and put it back | |
on. | |
JACKIE | |
That's why I don't quit. If I can't | |
fly anymore, I'm gonna have a bitch | |
of a time gettin' my brand. | |
MAX | |
What's your brand? | |
JACKIE | |
Davidoffs. I get 'em in Mexico. | |
They're hard to find here. I was | |
locked up with the last two getting | |
legal advice from a woman who was in | |
for bustin' her boyfriend's head open | |
with a baseball bat. | |
MAX | |
Was she helpful? | |
JACKIE | |
She was more helpful than the fuckin' | |
Public Defender. | |
(she takes a sip of wine) | |
I don't know - I guess what I need is | |
a lawyer, find out what my options | |
are. | |
MAX | |
You know, I figured out the other day | |
I've written something like' fifteen | |
thousand bonds since I've been in the | |
business. I'd say about eighty | |
percent of them were at least drug | |
related. If you want, I can help you | |
look at your options. | |
Jackie takes the talk in a different direction. | |
JACKIE | |
You're not tired of it? | |
MAX | |
(smiles) | |
I am, as a matter of fact. | |
A moment of silence between them, they both take drinks. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
What have they told you? | |
JACKIE | |
So far I've been told I can cooperate | |
and get probation, maybe. Or, I can | |
stand mute and get as much as five | |
years. Does that sound right? | |
MAX | |
I'd say if you're tried and found | |
guilty you won't get more than a year | |
and a day. That's State time. Prison. | |
JACKIE | |
(under her breath) | |
Shit. | |
MAX | |
But they won't want to take you to | |
trial. They'll offer you simple | |
Possession, a few months of County | |
time, and a year or two probation. | |
(pointing to her drink) | |
How 'bout another? | |
JACKIE | |
Sure. | |
Max gestures to an older black cocktail waitress named | |
ROWEN for two more. | |
MAX | |
You know who put the dope in your | |
bag? | |
JACKIE | |
Yeah, but that's not what this was | |
about. They were fuckin waitin' for | |
my ass. They knew I had that money, | |
they even knew the amount. The one | |
who searched my bag, from L.A.P.D., | |
Dargus, hardly even looked at it. | |
"Oh, I'd say there's fifty thousand | |
here. What would you say?" But all | |
they could do was threaten me and | |
hand me over to Customs, and I could | |
tell they didn't want to do that. | |
MAX | |
They wanted you to tell them what you | |
know. | |
JACKIE | |
I had 'em too. I burnt those two | |
Starky and Hutch motherfuckers down. | |
Then their asses lucked out and found | |
that coke. | |
MAX | |
What did they want to know? | |
JACKIE | |
Who gave me the money and who I was | |
giving it to. And some guy they found | |
in a trunk with his head blown off. | |
Said it was him who told them 'bout | |
me. | |
The Waitress comes with the drinks. | |
ROWEN | |
Can I get you two some popcorn? | |
MAX | |
No, thanks. | |
Rowen exits. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
That would be Beaumont Livingston. | |
JACKIE | |
That's him. How do you know 'em? | |
MAX | |
I wrote him on Monday. They found him | |
dead on Tuesday. | |
JACKIE | |
Ordell pick up his bond? | |
MAX | |
Same as you. Ten thousand. | |
JACKIE | |
The federal agent kinda half hinted | |
Ordell might of done Beaumont. | |
MAX | |
You mentioned a guy from L.A.P.D., | |
but you didn't mention the Federal. | |
JACKIE | |
I didn't? | |
MAX | |
No, you didn't. What branch? | |
JACKIE | |
Ray Nicolet with Alcohol, Tobacco, | |
and Firearms. | |
Max puts it together. | |
MAX | |
He's the one who wants you. | |
JACKIE | |
It was the other guy who busted me. | |
MAX | |
'Cause if he busted you, you'd play | |
hell bonding out of federal court. He | |
doesn't want you mad at him, he wants | |
you to tell him what you know. He | |
uses you to get a line on Ordell, | |
make a case, then take him federal. | |
You know what Ordell's into? | |
JACKIE | |
I have a pretty good idea. Ordell | |
aint no bootlegger and I doubt he's | |
smugglin' Cuban cigars. So that only | |
leaves one thing an A.T.F. man would | |
be interested in. | |
Jackie waits a moment before answering, weighs things in | |
her mind and makes a decision. | |
JACKIE | |
I used to bring over ten thousand at | |
a time. That's the legal limit, so I | |
never brought more than that. | |
MAX | |
How many trips did you make? | |
JACKIE | |
With ten thousand? Nine. | |
MAX | |
He's got that kinda money? | |
JACKIE | |
It's all in lock boxes in a Mexico | |
bank. But he's got a problem. He's - | |
what do you call it when you got | |
money, but don't have cash? | |
MAX | |
Cash poor? | |
JACKIE | |
That's it. He's cash poor. He kept on | |
me till I finally said okay. I'll | |
bring whatever fits in a nine-by- | |
twelve envelope. I got paid five | |
hundred dollars, and his friend, Mr. | |
Walker, in Mexico gave me the | |
envelope. | |
MAX | |
If you knew bringing anything over | |
ten thousand was against the law, why | |
not pack a hundred grand? | |
Jackie gets exasperated. | |
JACKIE | |
Whatever it was had to fit in my bag | |
and not hit you in the face if the | |
bag was opened. This ain't solvin' my | |
problem. I gotta figure out a way to | |
either keep my job or get out of | |
trouble. I'm of today, but if I can't | |
leave the country I'm out of a job. | |
And if I don't got a job, I can't | |
hire a lawyer. | |
MAX | |
Ask A.T.F. They might give you | |
permission. | |
JACKIE | |
Yeah, if I cooperate. | |
MAX | |
Well, Jackie, you got caught, you're | |
gonna have to give 'em something. | |
JACKIE | |
But if all I can give 'em is Ordell's | |
name - I don't really know shit about | |
what he does or how he does it - That | |
don't give me much to bargain with. | |
MAX | |
Give 'em what you got. Offer to help. | |
Show a willingness to be helpful. You | |
want to stay out of jail, don't you? | |
Max looks at Jackie thinking about something. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
What'dya think? | |
CLOSEUP JACKIE | |
JACKIE | |
I think maybe I have more options | |
than I thought. | |
DISSOLVE TO: | |
CLOSEUP: ORDELL | |
Sitting in his black Mercedes, parked across the street | |
from Jackie's apartment building in Hawthorne. Johnny | |
Cash is playing inside his car. | |
EXT. JACKIE'S APARTMENT COMPLEX - NIGHT | |
ORDELL'S POV | |
Through the windshield, he sees Max's powder-blue | |
Cadillac Seville pull up to Jackie's apartment. She gets | |
out, ten bends down and talks to him through the window | |
of the passenger side door. Then makes a goobye gesture | |
and turns, walking into her apartment complex. Max drives | |
off. | |
ORDELL | |
While Johnny Cash continues crooning, Ordell puts on his | |
gloves. Then opens up his glovebox, taking out a little | |
Targa .22 pistol. He steps out of the car, slipping the | |
pistol into his coat pocket. We STEDICAM in front of him | |
as he walks across the street to Jackie's apartment. Once | |
inside the complex, Ordell passes us and WE FOLLOW BEHIND | |
HIM, up to Jackie's ground-floor apartment door. | |
He gives it a soft knock with one knuckle. He waits a | |
moment, then Jackie opens the door. | |
ORDELL | |
How you doing, Ms. Jackie? | |
JACKIE | |
I was expecting you. Come in. | |
Jackie holds the door open for him. | |
INT. JACKIE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT | |
Ordell steps inside. He moves over by a halogen lamp in | |
the living room. | |
ORDELL | |
You got some booze? | |
Jackie still standing by the door. She doesn't look | |
frightened. | |
JACKIE | |
I got some vodka in the freezer. | |
ORDELL | |
Got some o.j.? | |
JACKIE | |
Yeah. | |
Ordell turns the halogen lamp to dim. | |
ORDELL | |
Well, then, why don't you be a good | |
hostess and make me a screwdriver? | |
JACKIE | |
Sure. | |
Jackie moves into the kitchen area. Ordell follows her, | |
hanging in the doorway, while she makes the drink. Jackie | |
doesn't turn on the light. | |
ORDELL | |
You gonna thank me? | |
Taking a glass from the cupboard. | |
JACKIE | |
For what? | |
ORDELL | |
Who you think got your ass outta | |
jail? | |
Opening the freezer and filling a glass with ice cubes | |
and taking out vodka. | |
JACKIE | |
The same guy who put me in, thanks a | |
lot. | |
ORDELL | |
Hey, you get caught with blow, that's | |
our business. | |
Opens refrigerator, light cuts into the kitchen. She | |
takes out orange juice, then closes the door. | |
JACKIE | |
It wasn't mine. | |
Ordell has to stop and think. | |
Jackie makes screwdriver. | |
ORDELL | |
Oh, shit. I bet it was that present | |
Mr. Walker was sending Melanie. | |
Yaaaah, he's the one musta put it in | |
there if you didn't. Oh, man, that | |
shit's uncalled for, baby, and I | |
apologize. I 'magine they asked you a | |
shitload of questions about it, huh? | |
All that money, want to know where | |
you got it? | |
Jackie doesn't answer. She just walks up to Ordell | |
handing him his yellow drink in the darkness. Ordell | |
takes it, continues to look at Jackie. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
I'magine they asked who you givin' it | |
to, too. | |
JACKIE | |
They asked. | |
ORDELL | |
And what was your answer? | |
JACKIE | |
I said I wanted to talk to a lawyer. | |
ORDELL | |
You positive about that? You weren't | |
nervous and let something slip by | |
mistake? If you did, I ain't mad, I | |
just gotta know. | |
Jackie says to his face; | |
JACKIE | |
You're not asking the right | |
questions. | |
Then she walks past him back to the living room. She goes | |
over to the halogen lamp, turning the light up brighter, | |
then moves by the door, still standing and looking at | |
Ordell in the kitchen doorway. | |
JACKIE | |
Beaumont Livingston. | |
ORDELL | |
I knew it. | |
JACKIE | |
And they asked if I knew Mr. Walker. | |
Ordell by the halogen lamp. He turns it back to dim. | |
ORDELL | |
Yeah? | |
JACKIE | |
I didn't tell 'em anything. | |
Ordell moves slowly towards Jackie. | |
ORDELL | |
My name come up? | |
Jackie slowly shakes her head "no." | |
Ordell directly in front of Jackie, he gently places his | |
gloved hands on her shoulders. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
You say anything about me? | |
Jackie shakes her head "no." | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Well, that's mighty honorable of you. | |
Ordell's gloved fingertips move up her collarbone to her | |
throat, gently touching her skin. Jackie locks eyes with | |
his, but still shows no fear. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
This fella Beaumont, they say what | |
happened to him? | |
JACKIE | |
They told me. | |
At this moment the film becomes a: | |
SPLIT SCREEN | |
On the RIGHT-HAND SIDE is Ordell with his hands barely | |
touching Jackie's throat. On the LEFT-HAND SIDE is Max | |
driving home in his Seville. | |
MAX IN CAR | |
Max drives home, an almost moony romantic look no his | |
face. He can't stop thinking about Jackie. During the | |
night she'd have a gleam in her eyes, the look saying; | |
"WE COULD HAVE FUN". Unless she was appraising kinda him | |
with the look, making a judgment and what it said was; "I | |
COULD USE YOU". Either way it was a turn-on. | |
Max pulls into the driveway of his small house in | |
Torrance. | |
ORDELL AND JACKIE | |
ORDELL | |
Yeah, somebody musta been real mad at | |
Beaumont. Or they were afraid of | |
what he might say to keep from doin | |
some time. I'magine from time-to-time | |
they asked you a whole shitload of | |
questions. And you didn't give 'em no | |
answer? | |
Jackie shakes her head from side to side. | |
Ordell moves his thumbs from her collarbone to the middle | |
of her throat. | |
ORDELL | |
You scared of me? | |
Jackie shakes her head from side to side without her eyes | |
leaving his. Reaches over the seat | |
ORDELL | |
You got a reason to be nervous with | |
me? | |
With his hands on Jackie's throat, staring into the | |
woman's eyes, from BELOW FRAME then feels something hard | |
the fuck against his crotch. Neither break eye contact. | |
Ordell hears a CLICK. | |
Can't believe it. | |
MAX IN CAR | |
Max takes his keys, then to the glove box... | |
THE GLOVE BOX | |
The gun is gone. | |
MAX | |
Where is it? | |
A CLOSEUP OF MAX'S GUN IN ORDELL ORDELL'S CROTCH | |
ORDELL | |
Is that what I think it is? | |
JACKIE | |
What do you think it is? | |
CLOSEUP GUN IN CROTCH | |
ORDELL | |
I think it's a gun pressing against | |
my dick. | |
JACKIE | |
You thought right... Now take your | |
hands from around my throat, nigga. | |
Ordell flashes his hustler's smile and lets go. | |
END OF SPLIT SCREEN | |
Jackie turns Ordell around, gun firmly in his back, and | |
pushes him against the wall. | |
ORDELL | |
What the hell you doin'? | |
JACKIE | |
Shut your ass up and grab the wall! | |
Jackie has Ordell against the wall and is frisking him | |
the way a cop would. She finds the .22 pistol in his | |
ORDELL | |
Now, baby, that's got nothin' to do | |
with you. I just carry that. You been | |
listenin' to them cops too much. | |
JACKIE | |
The cops didn't try and strangle my | |
ass. | |
ORDELL | |
Damn, Jackie, I was just playin' with | |
you. | |
JACKIE | |
Well, I ain't playin with you. I'm | |
gonna unload both these | |
motherfuckers, you don't do what I | |
tell you. Understand what I'm saying? | |
ORDELL | |
Baby, I ain't come here - | |
She shoves both guns in Ordell's back. | |
JACKIE | |
I said, you understand what I'm | |
saying | |
ORDELL | |
I understand woman, damn! | |
JACKIE | |
Go sit over in that chair. | |
Ordell moves over to a chair across from the couch. | |
Ordell still tries bullshit... | |
ORDELL | |
I'm tellin' you, those cops been | |
fuckin' wit your mind. They turn | |
black against black, that's how they | |
do. | |
JACKIE | |
Shut your raggedy ass up and sit | |
down. | |
Ordell sits. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Put both hands behind our head. | |
Ordell does... | |
ORDELL | |
This shits gettin silly now... | |
Jackie turns the halogen lamp to light. | |
JACKIE | |
I gotta tell you to shut up one more | |
time, I'm gonna shut you up. | |
Jackie sits down on the couch, holding a gun in each | |
hand, both pointed dead at Ordell. | |
A coffee table lays between them. | |
Ordell, hands behind his head, continues to mumble... | |
ORDELL | |
I just came here to talk. | |
JACKIE | |
Way I see it, me and you only got one | |
thing to talk about. What you willing | |
to do for me? | |
Ordell looks at her a moment and says; | |
ORDELL | |
Well, I can get you a good lawyer - | |
Jackie shakes her head "no!" | |
JACKIE | |
Let's get realistic, baby. Sooner or | |
later they're gonna get around to | |
offering me a plea deal, and you know | |
that. That's why you came here to | |
kill me. | |
ORDELL | |
- Baby, I didn't - | |
JACKIE | |
- It's okay. I forgive you. Now, | |
let's say if I tell on you, I walk. | |
And if I don't, I go to jail. | |
Ordell, very interested. | |
ORDELL | |
Yeah? | |
JACKIE | |
One hundred thousand put in an escrow | |
account in my name, if I'm convicted | |
up to a year, or put on probation. If | |
I have to do more than a year, you | |
pay another hundred thousand. | |
Ordell just takes in what the woman said. | |
ORDELL | |
I got a problem... | |
JACKIE | |
All your money's in Mexico. | |
Ordell has to smile at the woman. | |
ORDELL | |
Yeah. | |
JACKIE | |
I been thinkin about that, too, and I | |
got me a idea. | |
TIME CUT: | |
DOORWAY | |
Ordell goes through FRAME, out the door, Jackie steps | |
into FRAME, and talks with him. | |
JACKIE | |
I'll talk to the cops tomorrow and | |
tell you if it's on. | |
ORDELL (O.S.) | |
Talk to you tomorrow. | |
Ordell leaves. | |
Jackie shuts the door, and leaves FRAME. | |
FADE TO BLACK | |
OVER BLACK | |
We hear a knock-knock on the door. | |
FADE UP ON: | |
SAME SHOT DORWAY | |
Except it's day. Jackie in a bathrobe steps into FRAME | |
and opens the door. She says to the yet-unseen-by-camera | |
visitor; | |
JACKIE | |
You want your gun, don't you? Come | |
in. I'll go get it. | |
She leaves FRAME, and Max enters it, closing the door | |
behind him. Max stands by the door, a little surprised | |
and a touch pissed at the nonchalantness. | |
As he stands on the threshold to her living room, waiting | |
for her to return with the gun, feeling foolish, he | |
thinks about hauling her ass back to the stockade. | |
That'll change her expression, he'd bet. | |
She returns from the bedroom, gun in hand, wearing a sort | |
of sad smile. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Max, I'm sorry. I was afraid if I | |
asked to borrow it you'd say no. | |
You'd have to. Would you like some | |
coffee? | |
Then, as quickly as the anger rose in Max, it dissipates | |
completely, leaving only curiosity. | |
MAX | |
If you're having some. | |
JACKIE | |
I am. Have a seat. | |
Jackie head to the kitchen, making the coffee. Max sits | |
at the dining table off of the kitchen. | |
MAX | |
You get a chance to use it? | |
JACKIE | |
I felt a lot safer having it. My milk | |
went bad when I was in jail. | |
MAX | |
Black's fine. | |
She puts a finger in the coffeemaker and starts scooping | |
coffee in it. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
You want to hang on to it awhile? It | |
wouldn't be legal, but if it makes - | |
Jackie goes to the sink, filling the coffee pot. | |
JACKIE | |
Thanks, but I have my own now. | |
MAX | |
You went out this morning and bought | |
a gun? | |
She turns off the water. | |
JACKIE | |
What, I couldn't hear you? | |
MAX | |
You went out this morning and bought | |
a gun. | |
Pouring water into the coffee machine. | |
JACKIE | |
Let's just say I got one, okay? | |
She turns on the coffeemaker. | |
MAX | |
Somebody loan it to you? | |
JACKIE | |
Yeah. | |
Jackie leaves the kitchen. | |
Max's eyes follow her to the living room. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Want to hear some music? | |
MAX | |
Sure. | |
Jackie ends her knees and goes through a stack of records | |
leaned up against the wall on the floor. | |
JACKIE | |
I couldn't wait till I got home last | |
night and wash my hair. | |
MAX | |
It looks nice. | |
She finds a record, takes it out of the pile, removes the | |
album from the sleeve, and places it on her stereo | |
turntable. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
You never got into the whole CD | |
revolution? | |
JACKIE | |
I got a few. But I can't afford to | |
start all over again. I got too much | |
time and money invested in my | |
records. | |
The song starts; it's an old romantic soul music number | |
from the early seventies. | |
MAX | |
Yeah, but you can't get new stuff on | |
records. | |
Jackie picks up her cigarettes off the coffee table. | |
JACKIE | |
I don't buy new stuff that often. | |
Jackie enters the kitchen door frame by Max. She lights a | |
cigarette and stands. | |
Max listens to the soul song. | |
MAX | |
This is pretty. | |
JACKIE | |
Uh-huh. | |
MAX | |
Who is this? | |
JACKIE | |
The Delfonics. | |
MAX | |
'76? | |
JACKIE | |
'74, I think. | |
MAX | |
It's nice. | |
They listen for a moment. | |
JACKIE | |
I called in sick this morning. As far | |
as the airline knows, I'm still | |
available. | |
MAX | |
Are you? | |
JACKIE | |
I don't know yet. 'm going to talk | |
with Dargus and Nicolet today. Do | |
what you suggested. Offer to help and | |
see what happens. | |
MAX | |
What I meant was have a lawyer do the | |
negotiating for you. | |
JACKIE | |
I want to talk to them first. I know | |
more now about Ordell's money. | |
MAX | |
Well, if the A.T.F. guy is the one | |
who wants you, that'll only interest | |
him up to a point. | |
JACKIE | |
It's a lot of money. About a half-a- | |
million dollars. All of it in Cabo in | |
safe deposit boxes and more comin in. | |
MAX | |
How'd you find that out? | |
JACKIE | |
He told me last night. | |
MAX | |
He called you? | |
JACKIE | |
He came by. | |
MAX | |
What?... What'd you do? | |
JACKIE | |
We talked. | |
Jackie goes back in the kitchen. Coffee's almost there, | |
but not quite. She pulls down two mugs from a cabinet. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
He had his doubts at first. But he's | |
always trusted me an wants more than | |
anything to believe he still can. | |
MAX | |
Why? | |
JACKIE | |
He needs me. Without me all that | |
money is just gonna sit over there in | |
Cabo. Sugar? | |
MAX | |
No thanks. There's gotta be other | |
ways to get it out. | |
She pours the coffee. | |
JACKIE | |
Maybe, but 'm the only one he's ever | |
used. He can't trust his other | |
people. They're crooks. He can try | |
bringing I in himself, but Ordell | |
sure don't want to go through no | |
Customs line. Either he recruits | |
another Cabo stewardess, or he | |
continues to trust me. I made him | |
feel he still can. | |
Jackie walks to the table with the two coffee mugs and | |
sits down. | |
MAX | |
How do you get it out? | |
JACKIE | |
Same way I been don', but first they | |
got to let me go back to work. | |
MAX | |
You're gonna offer to set him up? | |
JACKIE | |
If I get let off. Otherwise, fuck | |
'em. | |
MAX | |
It's very possible Ordell's killed | |
somebody. | |
JACKIE | |
I ain't goin' to jail, and I ain't | |
doin' that probation thing again. | |
Max watches her a moment | |
Jackie takes a drink of coffee. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
How do you feel about getting old? | |
MAX | |
You're not old. You look great. | |
JACKIE | |
I'm asking how you feel. Does it | |
bother you? | |
MAX | |
It's not really something I think | |
about. | |
JACKIE | |
Really? | |
MAX | |
Okay, I'm a little sensitive about my | |
hair. It started falling out ten | |
years ago. So I did something about | |
it. | |
JACKIE | |
How'd you feel about it? | |
MAX | |
I'm fine with it, or I wouldn't of | |
done it, I did it to feel better | |
about myself, and I do. When I look | |
in the mirror it looks like me. | |
JACKIE | |
It's different with men. | |
MAX | |
You know, I can't really feel too | |
sorry for you in that department. | |
Jackie smiles. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
In fact, I'd make a bet that except | |
possibly for an Afro - you look | |
exactly the same as you did at twenty | |
nine. | |
Jackie smiles into her coffee. | |
JACKIE | |
My ass ain't the same. | |
MAX | |
Bigger? | |
JACKIE | |
Yeah. | |
Max smiles. | |
MAX | |
Nothin wrong with that. | |
Jackie's smile grows bigger. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
Does something else worry you? | |
JACKIE | |
I just feel like I'm always starting | |
over. You said how many bonds you | |
wrote? | |
MAX | |
Fifteen thousand. | |
JACKIE | |
Well, I've flown seven million miles. | |
And I've been waitin' on people | |
almost twenty years. The best job I | |
could get after my bust was Cabo Air, | |
which is about the worst job you can | |
get in this industry. I make about | |
sixteen thousand, with retirement | |
benefits , ain't worth a damn. And | |
now with this arrest hanging over my | |
head, I'm scared. If I lose my job I | |
gotta start all over again, but I got | |
nothin to start over with. I'll be | |
stuck with whatever I can get. And | |
that scares me more than Ordell. | |
DISSOLVE TO: | |
INT. LOS ANGELES POLICE DEPARTMENT - DAY | |
A.T.F. man, Ray Nicolet, moves down the hallway of the | |
big building... ten heads for the office of Mark Dargus. | |
He reaches the closed door... raps on it. | |
DARGUS (O.S.) | |
Come in. | |
Nicolet opens the door, revealing Dargus and Jackie Brown | |
sitting in the office talking. | |
DARGUS (CONT'D) | |
Great, you're here. | |
NICOLET | |
Hey, Jackie. | |
Jackie waves. | |
Dargus stands up and says to Jackie; | |
DARGUS | |
Let me have a word outside with Agent | |
Nicolet for a moment? | |
JACKIE | |
Take your time. | |
DARGUS | |
Thanks. | |
NICOLET | |
Well just be a minute. | |
JACKIE | |
Can I smoke? | |
DARGUS | |
Go ahead. | |
The two detectives step outside and close the door on | |
Jackie as she pulls out her cigarettes. | |
NICOLET | |
What's going on? | |
DARGUS | |
She wants to make a deal. | |
NICOLET | |
She sound scared? | |
DARGUS | |
She almost sounds scared. | |
NICOLET | |
What's she want? | |
DARGUS | |
She wants to go back to work. | |
NICOLET | |
What's she willing to give us? | |
DARGUS | |
She hasn't one into specifics yet, | |
she's been waiting for you. | |
NICOLET | |
She knows it's my case? | |
DARGUS | |
She ain't said it, but she's not | |
stupid, she knows it's you who wants | |
her. | |
CLOSEUP JACKIE | |
Inside Dargus' office, smoking a Mild Seven. | |
Dargus and Nicolet come back inside. | |
NICOLET | |
Thanks for waiting, Jackie. Now tell | |
me, what can we do for you? | |
JACKIE | |
I need permission to leave the | |
country so I keep my job. | |
NICOLET | |
We can look into that. | |
JACKIE | |
I need it tomorrow. If I don't show | |
up for work tomorrow, I'm fired. | |
NICOLET | |
You know what we want. | |
JACKIE | |
If I'm working, I can help you. | |
DARGUS | |
Help us do what? | |
JACKIE | |
Help you get Ordell Robbie. | |
NICOLET | |
Oh, so now you know him? | |
JACKIE | |
You never asked me if I did or not. | |
DARGUS | |
But now you're telling us now you do. | |
JACKIE | |
'Course I do - I deliver money for | |
him. | |
NICOLET | |
No shit. You know how he makes hi | |
money? | |
JACKIE | |
He sells guns. | |
NICOLET | |
You ever see him sell guns? | |
JACKIE | |
No. | |
NICOLET | |
Then how do you know he sells guns? | |
JACKIE | |
He told me. Besides, why else would | |
an A.T.F. man be after him? | |
NICOLET | |
How can you help us? | |
JACKIE | |
Short of wearing a wire, I'll do | |
everything I can to help you throw | |
his ass in jail. And in exchange for | |
my help, I need permission to leave | |
the country and immunity. | |
DARGUS | |
You don't want much, do you? | |
JACKIE | |
Can you do it or not? | |
The two cops look at each other. | |
DARGUS | |
(to Nicolet) | |
It's your call. | |
Nicolet looks at Jackie. | |
NICOLE | |
It's possible. | |
FADE TO BLACK | |
TITLE CARD: | |
"LOUIS GARA MELANIE" | |
CUT TO: | |
FADE UP ON ON TV | |
Helmut Berger slaps a woman in the face with a newspaper, | |
proclaiming he's the "mad dog." The film is an Italian | |
Policier from the seventies. | |
Melanie sits in a comfy chair long-ways, bare legs | |
hanging over the arm. As she watches the TV, she picks up | |
a big bong with it's own handle. He takes a hit. | |
Melanie's dressed in her usual Melanie-uniform of shorts | |
and a loose top. | |
The front door opens, and Ordell and Louis walk through | |
it carrying shopping bags. | |
ORDELL | |
We're back. | |
MELANIE | |
'Ola! | |
We notice that Louis is sportin' new duds. Louis' new | |
"look" is a retro seventies-style bowling shirt and black | |
jeans. | |
Melanie notices the change. | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
Hey, hey, hey. I think somebody's got | |
some new clothes. | |
ORDELL | |
We been shoppin'. Can't have my boy | |
running around lookin' like a bum on | |
the street. | |
LOUIS | |
I didn't look like a bum. | |
ORDELL | |
But you did have a Salvation Army- | |
thing going. | |
Ordell notices the bong in her hand and the smoke in the | |
air. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Goddam, girl. You gettin' high | |
already. It's only two o'clock. | |
Melanie smiles. | |
MELANIE | |
It's that late? | |
Louis sits on the couch. He smiles at the comeback. | |
ORDELL | |
Ha-ha-ha. I'm serious, you smoke too | |
much of that shit. That shit robs you | |
of your ambition. | |
MELANIE | |
Not if your ambition is to get high | |
and watch TV. | |
Melanie and Louis laugh. | |
The phone rings. | |
ORDELL | |
You two a coupla Cheech and Chongs, | |
ain't ya. | |
(he moves towards the | |
phone - to Melanie) | |
Oh, that's okay, I'll get it. | |
He picks it up. | |
ORDELL | |
Hello. | |
(pause) | |
Hey, Jackie... | |
(throwing a hard look at | |
Melanie) | |
No, Jackie, I didn't get your message. | |
MELANIE | |
I was gonna tell you... | |
Ordell gives her a "silence" gesture and look. | |
Melanie trades a look with Louis like "I'm in trouble," | |
all the while smiling like a shark. | |
Louis smiles to himself. | |
Melanie holds up the bong, offering him a hit. | |
Ordell's on the phone. | |
ORDELL | |
No, not on the phone, let's meet | |
somewhere. But you gotta make sure | |
they ain't followin' you... | |
Louis has the bong in front of him. | |
Melanie stays in her chair long-ways. | |
LOUIS | |
Is it ready to go? | |
MELANIE | |
Yeah, there's another hit left. | |
Louis takes it. | |
Ordell's on the phone. | |
INT. COCKATOO INN | |
Jackie sits at the bar talking on their phone. We see | |
both sides. | |
JACKIE | |
The Cockatoo Inn. | |
ORDELL | |
The Cockatoo Inn? Where's that? | |
JACKIE | |
It's right on Hawthorne Boulevard and | |
Manhattan Beach Boulevard. It's red | |
brick... | |
ORDELL | |
Oh, wait, you mean that place that | |
has the big sign with a rooster on | |
it? | |
JACKIE | |
It's a cockatoo. | |
Louis exhales his smoke, does an older man cough. | |
MELANIE | |
You okay? | |
LOUIS | |
Yeah, I'm just gettin' old. I can't | |
smoke or laugh now it seems without | |
coughing. | |
MELANIE | |
Coughing opens up the capillaries. | |
When you cough, you're getting air - | |
in this case smoke - to parts of the | |
lung that don't normally get used. | |
Coughing's good - gets ya higher. My | |
dad coughs when he smokes all the | |
time. | |
Ordell hangs up the phone. | |
ORDELL | |
(to Louis) | |
Hey, Louis, I have to go out awhile. | |
So since you like gettin' high so | |
much, why don't you stay here with | |
Melanie, get high, and watch | |
cartoons? | |
Louis with a smile. | |
LOUIS | |
Way ahead of you. | |
Melanie laughs. | |
Ordell takes the remote control and turns the station | |
till he finds a channel with cartoons. | |
ORDELL | |
So you just watch this for the next | |
three hours, and I'll be back. Then, | |
when I'm through with all my | |
business, I'll get high. I get high | |
at night. Walk me to the door, space | |
girl. | |
Melanie climbs out of the chair and walks Ordell to the | |
door, | |
Ordell says to her in the doorway; | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Hope you don't mind keeping him | |
company. | |
MELANIE | |
No problem. | |
ORDELL | |
Try not to rip his clothes off 'em | |
they're new. | |
Melanie gives him a sarcastic, "Oh, you're so funny" | |
look. | |
Ordell kisses her quick on the mouth, then says past her; | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
I'll be back in an hour, man. Just | |
hang with Mel. | |
Ordell leaves and Melanie closes the door. She turns | |
around and looks at Louis. | |
MELANIE | |
Want a Metrix? | |
LOUIS | |
What's a Metrix? | |
She crosses to the kitchen. | |
MELANIE | |
It's like this major meal in a shake | |
you drink instead of having a big | |
meal. | |
LOUIS | |
It's a diet thing? | |
MELANIE | |
No, it's what body builders drink to | |
beef up. | |
LOUIS | |
No thanks. | |
She goes into the kitchen and starts making her Metrix | |
shake. | |
He looks around and spots something interesting. | |
TWO SMALL PHOTOGRAPHS | |
In a clear, plastic frame. Melanie, circa 1976, at about | |
sixteen wearing roller-disco skates. Melanie, in a green | |
setting, about five years ago, wearing a pretty Oriental- | |
style dress, with a "smile for the camera" look on her | |
face. The photo was obviously a picture of Melanie with | |
somebody else that's been cut in half. Somebody's | |
disembodied arm still rests on her shoulder. | |
Louis picks up the photo frame. | |
LOUIS | |
How old were you here? | |
She looks and sees what he's talking about. | |
MELANIE | |
Which one? | |
LOUIS | |
The roller disco one. | |
MELANIE | |
Fourteen. | |
Louis walks over. | |
LOUIS | |
You're fourteen years old here? | |
MELANIE | |
Yeah. | |
LOUIS | |
I thought you were sixteen. | |
MELANIE | |
I was pretty much the same height now | |
as I was then. | |
LOUIS | |
Were you a disco girl? | |
MELANIE | |
Noooo, I was a surfer girl. Besides, | |
I was only fourteen. I couldn't go to | |
discos. | |
LOUIS | |
So where did you go? | |
MELANIE | |
The beach. Or get high, drop acid at | |
a friend's place. I was a K.L.O.S. | |
girl. I hated disco. | |
She hits Whip on her blender. It makes an infernal noise | |
till she hits Stop! | |
Carrying the blender full of Metrix, she walks over and | |
looks at the picture. | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
That was taken at a place called | |
"Flippers." It was in Hollywood. Were | |
you in L.A. back then? | |
LOUIS | |
No. | |
MELANIE | |
Where were you? | |
LOUIS | |
Detroit. | |
MELANIE | |
With Ordell? | |
LOUIS | |
We had done time together already. | |
Melanie drinks her Metrix. | |
MELANIE | |
Were you a disco guy? | |
LOUIS | |
No. | |
MELANIE | |
C'mon, don't lie. | |
LOUIS | |
I don't like dancing. | |
MELANIE | |
Did you ever go I one? | |
LOUIS | |
I went to a few just to meet women. | |
But I don't like to dance, and it's | |
so fuckin; loud. During that whole | |
scene I just drank in bars. | |
(he points to the cut | |
picture) | |
Who didn't make the cut? | |
MELANIE | |
That's a picture of me in Japan. | |
LOUIS | |
You been to Japan? | |
MELANIE | |
I lived there for about nine months. | |
LOUIS | |
You lived in Japan, when? | |
MELANIE | |
About five years ago. | |
LOUIS | |
Who's arm is that? | |
MELANIE | |
That's the guy I lived with... his | |
name was... Hir.Hirosh. | |
LOUIS | |
Must of made quite an impression. | |
MEALINE | |
I never got to know him, really. I | |
couldn't speak Japanese, and his | |
English was terrible. But I couldn't | |
say anything, because his English was | |
better than my Japanese. | |
LOUIS | |
That sounds like a problem. | |
MELANIE | |
Not really. We didn't have much to | |
say to each other anyway. I never got | |
to know him that well, but I knew | |
enough to know I wasn't missing much. | |
I keep that, because of all the | |
fuckin' time I was there, that's the | |
only picture I got of me in Japan. | |
(she points beyond her | |
shoulder) | |
That's Japan. | |
Melanie looks up at Louis. | |
MELANIE | |
Wanna fuck? | |
LOUIS | |
Sure. | |
FADE TO BLACK | |
OVER BLACK | |
SUBTITLE: | |
"THREE MINUTES LATER" | |
FADE UP: | |
LOUIS | |
Lies on the couch on his back and Melanie sits on top of | |
him. They're going at it like a couple of fuck monkeys. | |
Almost on the fade up, Louis cums. | |
MELANIE | |
That was fun. | |
She hops off and OUT OF FRAME. | |
LOUIS | |
Yeah, that really hit the spot. | |
MELANIE (O.S.) | |
Now that's over, let's get to know | |
each other. | |
INT. MUSIC STORE - DAY | |
CLOSEUP a rack of CDs all beginning with "D" are flipped | |
through, till it stops on one CD, "The Best of the | |
DELFONICS." | |
Max is standing in he soul music section o a music store. | |
He lifts out the CD and turns it over. | |
It has the song Jackie played this morning. | |
He smiles and takes the CD up to the register. | |
CLOSEUP the COCKATOO INN neon sign, unlit during the day. | |
INT. THE COCKATOO INN - DAY | |
Ordell walks into the dark red cocktail lounge in the | |
middle of the day and sees Jackie sitting at the bar | |
drinking a white wine. Old-school soul plays on the | |
jukebox. He sits next to her. | |
ORDELL | |
I gotta remember this place. This is | |
all right. Two minutes from your | |
crib, ten minutes from your work. Not | |
bad... | |
A black bartender named FLOYD approaches Ordell. | |
FLOYD | |
What's your drink, brother? | |
ORDELL | |
Screwdriver. | |
FLOYD | |
(to Jackie) | |
How you doin'? | |
JACKIE | |
I'm fine. | |
FLOYD | |
Yes, you are. | |
Jackie smiles. | |
Floyd makes Ordell's drink. | |
ORDELL | |
I bet you come here on a Saturday | |
night, you need nigga repellent keep | |
'em off your ass. | |
JACKIE | |
I do okay. | |
ORDELL | |
You a fine lookin' woman, Jackie. I | |
bet you do a damn sight better than | |
okay. You think anybody followed you? | |
JACKIE | |
I don't think so, but it don't really | |
matter. They know I'm meeting you. | |
ORDELL | |
How the fuck they know that? | |
JACKIE | |
I told them. | |
Floyd comes back with Ordell's screwdriver. | |
FLOYD | |
Three twenty-five. | |
Ordell digs in his pocket and gives Floyd a five. | |
ORDELL | |
Keep it. | |
FLOYD | |
Thank you, sir. | |
Floyd leaves. | |
ORDELL | |
(to Jackie) | |
You told em? You told em it's me? | |
JACKIE | |
They already know it's you. | |
ORDELL | |
Well, shit. That don't mean you gotta | |
confirm it! | |
JACKIE | |
Look, the only way I can get | |
permission to fly is if I agree to | |
help them. Which is what I have to | |
appear to be doing. So I give them | |
something they already know. You. | |
ORDELL | |
Didja tell 'em anything else? | |
JACKIE | |
I told them you got a half a million | |
dollars in Mexico, and you want me to | |
bring it here. | |
Ordell freaks. | |
ORDELL | |
You told them that? | |
JACKIE | |
It's true, isn't it? | |
ORDELL | |
What the fuck's that got to do with | |
it? | |
JACKIE | |
They know I'm delivering for you. I | |
mention the half-million - they don't | |
give a fuck about that - They want | |
you with guns. So I say, well, if you | |
want proof he's getting paid for | |
selling them, let me bring the money | |
in. | |
ORDELL | |
What did they say? | |
Jackie smiles. | |
JACKIE | |
Yes. | |
Ordell smiles. | |
They both slap palms. | |
CUT TO: | |
INT. MELANIE'S BEACH APARTMENT - DAY | |
CLOSEUP - Louis taking a hit off Melanie's bong. | |
Louis and Melanie are back in the living room, kicking | |
back, taking bong hits. | |
As Louis gets his hit, Melanie talks; | |
MELANI | |
... so first he tries to get into the | |
cocaine business but realizes right | |
away that shit's too competitive. | |
Piss the wrong person off, you get | |
shot. So he says, fuck that - moves | |
over to guns. You can sell guns | |
wherever there's a demand. No one | |
gives a shit. He acts like he's this | |
big international arms dealer, when, | |
come on, the only people he ever sold | |
to were dopers. | |
Louis finishes his hit and slides the bong back across | |
the coffee table to Melanie. | |
LOUIS | |
He seems to be making out. | |
Referring to the bong. | |
MELANIE | |
Is it dead? | |
LOUIS | |
Yeah. | |
She starts preparing a bowl. | |
MELANIE | |
Well, so far he is. But you have to | |
admit he's not too bright. | |
LOUIS | |
I wouldn't go so far as to say that. | |
Melanie still preparing her bowl. | |
MELANIE | |
He moves his lips when he reads, what | |
does that tell ya. Let's say he's | |
streetwise. I'll give 'im that. He's | |
still a fuck-up. | |
She takes a major bong hit... holds in the smoke... then | |
while holding in the smoke, says; | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
He killed a man worked for him the | |
other night. | |
LOUIS | |
So what are you trying to tell me? I | |
should get out of here? | |
Melanie lets out her stream of smoke and flashes her | |
shark smile. | |
MELANIE | |
That's not what I'm saying at all. | |
(pause) You know where he went? | |
LOUIS | |
No. | |
MELANIE | |
He went to meet that stewardess. | |
LOUIS | |
Does that bother you? | |
Melanie lets out a sarcastic laugh. | |
MELANIE | |
Please. | |
LOUIS | |
You live with him. | |
MELANIE | |
I live here. He drops in and out. He | |
tell you about that half-million | |
dollars he's got in Mexico? | |
LOUIS | |
Uh-huh? | |
MELANIE | |
Course he did, he tells everybody | |
who'll listen. That's what he's doin' | |
with this stewardess. He's scheming | |
how he can get it over here. | |
LOUIS | |
And your point is? | |
MELANIE | |
Let him and that stewardess get that | |
money over here... | |
LOUIS | |
Uh-huh? | |
MELANI | |
... and just take it from him. | |
INT. COCKATOO INN - DAY | |
Jackie explaining the plan to Ordell. | |
JACKI | |
... I make two deliveries. The first | |
one with ten thousand, like a dry | |
run. They watch it. See how it works. | |
Then we do a second delivery, when I | |
bring in the half mill. | |
ORDELL | |
Naw, naw, that's too much exposure. I | |
ain't goin anywhere near that money. | |
JACKIE | |
You don't have to. I told 'em you're | |
real careful. You never pick up money | |
yourself. You always send someone, | |
and I never know who it is. | |
ORDELL | |
That's a good idea. | |
JACKIE | |
If you just listen, you'll see it's a | |
damn good idea. The first time I do | |
it they're lurking about. They see me | |
hand the ten thousand to someone. | |
ORDELL | |
Who? | |
JACKIE | |
I don't know. One of your friends. | |
ORDELL | |
A woman. | |
JACKIE | |
If you want. | |
ORDELL | |
Yeah, I think a woman. | |
JACKIE | |
The next trip, when I come with all | |
the money, it'll look like I hand it | |
to the same one I did before... | |
ORDELL | |
But you don't? | |
JACKIE | |
No, I give it to someone else first. | |
ORDELL | |
And they follow the wrong one | |
thinkin' she's bringing it to me. | |
JACKIE | |
That's the idea. | |
ORDELL | |
So we need two people, two women. | |
JACKIE | |
Can you cover that? | |
ORDELL | |
I got the woman covered. Where you | |
thinkin' about doin' this? | |
JACKIE | |
I was thinkin' the Del Amo Mall. In | |
the food court. | |
ORDELL | |
I suppose you see a piece of this for | |
yourself? | |
JACKIE | |
Well, it's my plan. We're in this | |
together. | |
ORDELL | |
Yeah, but it's my money, and I don't | |
need me a partner. | |
JACKIE | |
I ain't your partner, I'm your | |
manager. I'm managing to get your | |
money out of Mexico, into America, in | |
your hands, and I'm managing to do | |
all this under the nose of the cops. | |
That makes me your manager, and | |
managers get fifteen percent. | |
ORDELL | |
Managers get ten percent. | |
JACKIE | |
That's an agent. Manager's get | |
fifteen percent. | |
ORDELL | |
I'll give ya ten. | |
JACKIE | |
Plus the same deal as before. | |
ORDELL | |
I can do that. | |
They clink their glasses together. | |
CLOSEUP DIGITAL CLOCK | |
It flips to 11:00 P.M. | |
It's now getting late at night. Jackie comes home. She's | |
dressed differently than she was at the Cockatoo. In | |
fact, she looks like she's coming home from a date. | |
She walks into her bedroom... kicks off her shoes... | |
takes her earring off, putting them on the night-stand by | |
the bed... she sees that her answering machine is | |
flashing. She hits play. | |
We begin a SLOW ZOOM into the answering machine. Never | |
seeing Jackie again. | |
The machine voice says; | |
MACHINE VOICE (O.S.) | |
You have on message. Sent at 8:06 | |
P.M. | |
Max's voice comes out of the machine. | |
MAX'S VOICE (O.S.) | |
Hi, Jackie. It's Max. I was just | |
calling to find out how everything | |
went today with A.T.F. If you want to | |
call me, my home number is 555-6788, | |
or you can reach me at my office, | |
which is 555-B-A-I-L. That's also on | |
the card I gave you when we first met | |
- I don't know if you still have that | |
- but it's on it - Oh, let me give | |
you my beeper number. It's 555-7839. | |
Okay, so I'll talk to you later. Hope | |
everything's well. Bye-bye. | |
MACHINE VOICE (O.S.) | |
End of message. | |
FADE TO BLACK | |
FADE UP ON: | |
EXT. DEL AMO MALL - DAY | |
We se the huge Del Amo Mall from the parking area. | |
A SUBTITLE reads: | |
"DEL AMO MALL TORRANCE, CALIFORNIA LARGEST INDOOR MALL IN | |
THE WORLD" | |
INT. DEL AMO MALL - FOOD COURT - DAY | |
The Del Amo Mall on a lazy midday in the middle of the | |
week. A few people, mostly black, mill around, but it's | |
not like it is on the weekend. | |
The international food court, where fast-food versions of | |
international cuisine are available to all the hungry Del | |
Amo Mall shoppers. | |
Jackie and Ordell sit at a table in the food court. She | |
drinks an iced tea from Teriyaki Donut. A collection of | |
Broadway shopping bags sit on the table. | |
We join in mid-conversation. | |
JACKIE | |
The money's in a Broadway shopping | |
bag. I get some food, and sit down | |
here in the food court. Then your | |
girl comes - you got somebody yet? | |
ORDELL | |
Uh-huh. | |
JACKIE | |
Who? | |
ORDELL | |
What'd you care? | |
JACKIE | |
Look, it's my ass facin' the | |
penitentiary. You send some hard- | |
headed roc whore, and she fucks | |
things up. | |
ORDELL | |
I ain't gonna send no roc whore. The | |
woman's cool, I promise. | |
INT. DEL AMO MALL - U.A. CINEMAS - DAY | |
We're outside the Del Amo UA Cinemas, a six-screen | |
theater that's been in the Del Amo Mall since the early | |
seventies. A small afternoon crowd is exiting the cinema, | |
having just watched their matinee. Max Cherry is among | |
them. He exits the theater, and strolls through the mall. | |
BACK TO JACKIE AND ORDELL | |
In the food court. | |
Ordell rises from the table. | |
Jackie moves a Broadway bag towards him. | |
JACKIE | |
Don't forget your bag. | |
He takes it. | |
We follow with Ordell out of the food court, when he | |
stops... | |
... He see Max Cherry strolling through the mall. | |
Ordell almost steps into a store to get out of view. | |
"What the fuck is Max Cherry doing here?" | |
As Ordell watches, he sees Max head towards the food | |
court. | |
MAX | |
walks into the food court. He stands | |
looking a all the international fast | |
food choices in front of him. As he | |
tries to decide, he hears from behind | |
him; | |
JACKIE (O.S.) | |
Max. | |
Max turns and sees Jackie siting there drinking her iced | |
tea, smoking her Mild Seven, and smiling up at him. | |
Max smiles back. | |
MAX | |
Well, hello. | |
JACKIE | |
Surprise. | |
He approaches her table. | |
MAX | |
I walked right past you. | |
JACKIE | |
I know, ignoring me. What're you up | |
to? | |
MAX | |
Catching a movie. | |
JACKIE | |
What'd ya see? | |
MAX | |
"American Prseident" | |
JACKIE | |
How was it? | |
MAX | |
Pretty good. Me and Annette Bening | |
are goin steady. | |
JACKIE | |
Oh, are you? Does she know that? | |
MAX | |
No... | |
(sitting down at the | |
table) | |
... I don't believe she's ever heard | |
of me. But that doesn't mean we're | |
not going steady. | |
BACK TO ORDELL | |
Watching Max sit down and make himself comfortable at | |
Jackie's table. | |
ORDELL | |
(to himself) | |
What's up with this shit. | |
BACK TO MAX AND JACKIE | |
MAX | |
I think falling in live with movie | |
stars is something that happens to a | |
man as he gets older. | |
JACKIE | |
Does it happen to all men? | |
MAX | |
Well, I'd never be so bold as to | |
speak for all men, but as or myself | |
and a few of my friends, that's | |
definitely the case. There's a lot of | |
actresses out there you like, and | |
there's some you have crushes on. But | |
there's always one who you love. And | |
with her it's sorta like going | |
steady. | |
JACKIE | |
And Annette's it for you? | |
MAX | |
For now. These relationships never | |
last too long. | |
With a smile on her face; | |
JACKIE | |
That's a goddam man for ya. Can't | |
even be faithful to a fuckin' movie | |
star. | |
Max smiles. | |
JACKIE | |
Who was your girl before Annette? | |
MAX | |
Sandra Bullock. You know her? | |
JACKIE | |
Yeah, she's the girl who drove the | |
bus in "Speed." She's cute. | |
MAX | |
She's adorable. But I had to end it. | |
JACKIE | |
Why? | |
MAX | |
I'm old enough to be her father. | |
JACKIE | |
How old's Annette? | |
MAX | |
I don't care. | |
Gesturing to the Broadway bags on the table. | |
MAX | |
What're you, a bag lady? | |
JACKIE | |
I go back to work tomorrow. | |
MAX | |
You talk them into it? | |
JACKIE | |
They seem to like the idea. | |
MAX | |
Bring the money in and they follow | |
it? | |
JACKIE | |
Yea, but I'm going to dress it up. | |
Put the money in a shopping bag and | |
hand it to someone I meet here. | |
MAX | |
You don't actually do it that way? | |
JACKIE | |
He always just picked it up at my | |
place. But with A.T.F. involved, I | |
want to stage it. You know, make it | |
look more intriguing, like we know | |
what the fuck we're doin'. Then it's | |
up to Ray Nicolet, the A.T. F. guy to | |
follow the shopping bag. | |
MAX | |
Make the delivery somewhere in the | |
mall. | |
JACKIE | |
Right around here, in the food court. | |
MAX | |
Sit down, leave the bag under the | |
table? | |
Jackie nods her head "yes." | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
Will Ordell go for that? | |
JACKIE | |
I'm helping him bring his money into | |
America. He loves the idea. You just | |
missed him. | |
MAX | |
He was here? | |
JACKIE | |
Yeah, we were goin' over everything. | |
That's why all the bags. | |
MAX | |
I called you last night. | |
JACKIE | |
I know, I got your message. Ray | |
wanted to have dinner. He wanted to | |
talk about the sting we're plotting. | |
That's what he calls it. A sting. | |
He's being real nice to me. | |
MAX | |
You think he's got a thing for you? | |
JACKIE | |
Maybe. But I'm thinking it might be | |
something like he wants the money for | |
himself. | |
MAX | |
I don't follow your logic. What does | |
his being nice to you have to do with | |
him wanting Ordell's money? | |
JACKIE | |
He's setting me up to make a | |
proposition. | |
MAX | |
I see. | |
JACKIE | |
You don't propose something like that | |
unless you're pretty sure the other | |
person's into it. | |
MAX | |
Has he hinted around? | |
JACKIE | |
Not really. But I knew this narcotics | |
cop one time. Told me that in a raid, | |
the whole package never gets back to | |
the station. His exact words. | |
MAX | |
You know some interesting people. | |
JACKIE | |
We weren't bullshittin' either, | |
'cause later he was suspended and | |
forced to retire. | |
MAX | |
Has Nicolet told you any colorful | |
stories like that? | |
She shakes her head "no." | |
JACKIE | |
He tries to act cool. | |
MAX | |
No harm in that. He's a young guy | |
havin' fun being a cop. I know the | |
type, trust me on this. He's more | |
interested in Ordell than the money. | |
If he's gonna do anything suspect, | |
it'll be cutting corners to get the | |
conviction; but he wouldn't walk off | |
with the money. It's evidence. | |
JACKIE | |
What about you Max? | |
MAX | |
What? If I was in Nicolet's place? | |
JACKIE | |
No, I mean you, right now. Not it you | |
were somebody else. | |
MAX | |
If I saw a way to walk off with a | |
shopping bag full of money, would I | |
take it? | |
JACKIE | |
You know where it came from. It's not | |
like it's anybody's life savings. It | |
wouldn't even be missed. | |
MAX | |
A half-a-million dollars will always | |
be missed. | |
JACKIE | |
You're avoiding the question. | |
MAX | |
Okay, sure. I might be tempted. | |
Especially now, since I'm getting out | |
of the bail bonds business. | |
Jackie looks at him, "wow, that was a statement," but she | |
doesn't say anything. | |
Max continues. | |
MAX | |
I have to stand behind all my active | |
bonds, but I'm not writing any new | |
ones. | |
JACKIE | |
Why? | |
MAX | |
A lot of reasons. But the main one | |
would be I'm tired of it. | |
JACKIE | |
When did you decide? | |
MAX | |
It's been a long time coming. I | |
finally made up my mind - I guess it | |
was Thursday. | |
FLASH ON: | |
A RELEASE FORM | |
With a date on it. Jackie's hand is signing her name. We | |
WHIP UP and se her face, just as Max Cherry approaches | |
her, handing her his business card. | |
MAX | |
Hi, I'm Max Cherry. Your bail | |
bondsman. | |
BACK TO MAX AND JACKIE | |
JACKIE | |
The day you got me out of jail? | |
MAX | |
Yeah, that night I went to pick up a | |
guy. I hear he's staying at this | |
house, so I sneak in, wait for him to | |
come home. | |
JACKIE | |
Wait a minute. After we were together | |
you went and snuck into a guy's | |
house? | |
MAX | |
Uh-huh. | |
FLASH ON | |
Max is dropping off Jackie at her apartment and saying | |
goodbye. | |
MAX (V.O.) | |
I dropped you off... | |
Max finding no gun in his glove box. | |
MAX (V.O.) | |
Went to my office, found out you took | |
my gun... | |
Max in his office, taking another pistol from his drawer, | |
and a stun gun. | |
MAX (V.O.) | |
Got another gun and a stun gun... | |
BACK TO MAX AND JACKIE | |
MAX | |
And went to this guy's house in El | |
Monte, and I waited for him. | |
JACKIE | |
What do you do when he comes home? | |
MAX | |
Shoot him with the stun gun. While | |
he's incapacitated, cuff him, take | |
'em to County. | |
JACKIE | |
You do that? | |
MAX | |
That's my job. | |
JACKIE | |
Did you do it that night? | |
MAX | |
He never came home. But I'm sitting | |
on the couch, in the dark, holding my | |
stun gun and the whole house smells | |
of mildew - So after a couple hours I | |
think, "What am I doing here? | |
Nineteen years of this shit? So I | |
made up my mind, that's it. | |
JACKIE | |
And is that it? | |
MAX | |
More or less. | |
Jackie takes a pause before saying; | |
JACKIE | |
I'm not sure you answered my | |
question. | |
MAX | |
Which one? | |
JACKIE | |
If you had a chance, unemployed now, | |
to walk off with a half-million | |
dollars, would you take it? | |
MAX | |
I believe I said I'd be tempted. | |
Jackie smiles at him behind cigarette smoke. | |
MAX | |
Don't even think about it. You could | |
get yourself killed go to prison... | |
CLOSEUP JACKIE | |
JACKIE | |
What if I've figured a way? | |
Hold for a few beats, then... | |
FADE TO BLACK. | |
TITLE CARD: | |
"MONEY EXCHANGE 10,000" | |
Over this card, we hear an airplane landing. | |
FADE UP: | |
CLOSEUP JACKIE | |
Back at work, standing at the exit of her plane. All the | |
passengers are filtering out. She says goodbye. | |
JACKIE | |
Bye bye... Bye now... Goodbye Bye | |
bye... Bye bye... Goodbye | |
INT. LAX PARKING STRUCTURE - DAY | |
Jackie, wearing her stewardess uniform, walks into the | |
LAX parking structure, pulling her bad on wheels behind | |
her. | |
Nicolet and Dargus are waiting for her. | |
NICOLET | |
We gotta stop meeting this way. | |
Jackie smiles. They all fall in step towards Jackie's | |
Honda. | |
INT. JACKIE'S HONDA - DAY | |
The two cops and the black woman sit parked in her Honda. | |
She, behind the wheel, Nicolet next to her in the | |
passenger seat, Dargus in the backseat. Nicolet has the | |
flight bag in his lap. He's taking out the manila | |
envelope with the ten thousand inside. Their demeanor is | |
very different from the first time they met. The three | |
now almost act like friends. | |
DARGUS | |
How was your flight? | |
JACKIE | |
Fine. | |
DARGUS | |
Bet you're happy to be working again. | |
NICOLET | |
This is A.T.F. agent Ray Nicolet, | |
Jackie Brown, Ordell Robbie money | |
exchange trial run. It's three p.m., | |
July 4th 1997. The location is the | |
parking structure at LAX. | |
JACKIE | |
What are you doing? | |
Pointing to a small mike on his lapel. | |
NICOLET | |
I'm recording this. | |
JACKIE | |
I thought you were going to let this | |
one through. | |
DARGUS | |
We are. Don't worry about it. | |
NICOLET | |
Every step of this goes in my report. | |
(back to report voice) | |
I am now taking a manila envelope | |
from the subject's flight bag. | |
He opens it and takes out the ten thousand dollars. | |
NICOLET (CONT'D) | |
The envelope contains currency... all | |
the same denomination, one-hundred- | |
dollar bills. Now, I'm counting it. | |
DARGUS | |
What time do you have to be there? | |
JACKIE | |
Four thirty. I'm meeting a woman. | |
DARGUS | |
What's her name? | |
JACKIE | |
He wouldn't say. You gonna follow | |
her? | |
DARGUS | |
She leaves, somebody'll be on her. | |
JACKIE | |
But you're not going to stop her? | |
Nicolet finishes counting, then hushes them up. | |
NICOLET | |
The envelope contains ten thousand | |
dollars. The subject will be | |
delivering the currency in a... | |
JACKIE | |
A Broadway shopping bag. | |
She holds it up. | |
NICOLET | |
A Broadway shopping bag. A large bag | |
with handles and brown lettering. | |
EXT. DEL AMO MALL - DAY | |
The huge Del Amo Mall. | |
INT. DEL AMO MALL - FOOD COURT - DAY | |
The Del Amo Mall on another lazy midday in the middle of | |
the week. | |
Max rides up an escalator in the mall. He casually | |
strolls through the mall, goes into a cappuccino bar | |
called "BUSTA CAP" across from the food court. Walking up | |
to the counter; | |
MAX | |
Caf mocha. | |
BUSTA CAP GIRL | |
You want whipped cream on that? | |
MAX | |
No, thanks. | |
Max checks his watch: 4:30. He looks over at the food | |
court and spots Jackie sitting at a table by herself. | |
FLASH ON: | |
INT. JACKIE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT | |
Jackie on the phone with Max, dressed for bed (long t- | |
shirt and panties). | |
JACKIE | |
Think of it as money that shouldn't | |
even be here. I mean does anybody | |
have a right to it? | |
INT. CHERRY BAIL BONDS - NIGHT | |
Max in his office on the phone. | |
MAX | |
The feds. It's evidence. | |
JACKIE | |
It may be evidence once they get | |
their hands on it, but right now it's | |
only money. | |
BACK TO MAX AT THE MALL | |
He ponders his words as he watches her from a distance. | |
INT. FOOD COURT - DAY | |
Jackie sits at a table by herself, eating Japanese food | |
from Teriyaki Donut and drinking an iced tea. As she eats | |
she hears; | |
YOUNG GIRL'S VOICE (O.S.) | |
Is this seat taken? | |
Jackie looks up and sees a skinny YOUNG GIRL, black, | |
quite pretty, no older than twenty. | |
She holds a tray filled with tacos, enchiladas, rice and | |
beans and a giant-sized Coke. She also has a Broadway | |
shopping bag hanging from her arm. | |
JACKIE | |
Have a seat. | |
The Young Girl does. | |
Jackie looks at her tray of food. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
You're hungry? | |
YOUNG GIRL | |
Yes'm. | |
It would seem our Young Girl's from the South. | |
JACKIE | |
Put your bag on the floor, okay? | |
Under the table, right next to mine. | |
The Young Girl who hasn't looked right at Jackie since | |
sitting down, bends sideways to glance under the table. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Then when I leave, well, you know. | |
What's your name? | |
She looks up... | |
YOUNG GIRL | |
Sherona? | |
... then back down at her tray. | |
JACKIE | |
Go ahead, start eating. | |
Sheronda starts eating, head down, hunching close to the | |
tray. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Would it bother you if I smoked? | |
Without raising her head, she shakes it from side to | |
side. | |
Jackie takes out a pack of Davidoffs and lights one up | |
with her yellow Bic. As she does this she observes | |
Sheronda eating. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Sheronda, can I ask you a question? | |
Are you and Ordell married? | |
Without raising her head. | |
SHERONDA | |
He say we like the same thing as | |
married. | |
JACKIE | |
Do you live together? | |
Sheronda hesitates, then says without raising her head. | |
SHERONDA | |
Most of the times. | |
JACKIE | |
Not every day? | |
Sheronda looks up at her... | |
SHERONDA | |
Sometimes every day, for a while. | |
JACKIE | |
Then you don't see him for a few | |
days? | |
... She looks back down. | |
SHERONDA | |
Yes'm. | |
JACKIE | |
You know what's in the bag you're | |
taking? | |
SHERONDA | |
He say is a surprise. | |
JACKIE | |
Well, Sheronda, it was nice talking | |
to you. | |
Jackie picks up Sheronda's bag and leaves. | |
INT. DEL AMO MALL - BUSTA CAP - DAY | |
Max drinking his caf mocha sans whipped cream, watches | |
Jackie leave the Young Girl and with Broadway bag in | |
hand, walk out of the food court. | |
Max watches her walk down the mall when two young men in | |
sport coats, jeans, and cowboy boots step out of a B. | |
Dalton bookstore, stop her and begin talking. Knowing | |
they must be Nicolet and Dargus, he watches one of them | |
take the Broadway bag from Jackie and look inside. They | |
talk for a minute - it would seem about nothing too | |
serious. Jackie nods her head, listens to the two cops, | |
nods her head again, and then walks off. | |
As he watches her walk away from the cops... | |
FLASH ON: | |
JACKIE AND MAX ON PHONE | |
JACKIE | |
You said it yourself. Ray wants | |
Ordell, he don't give a shit about | |
the money. Money won't convict him, | |
guns will. Yeah, sure, if it falls in | |
their lap, they take it. If they know | |
they got it, they'll look for it... | |
but if they don't... | |
BACK TO MAX AT MALL | |
Max watches the two cops turn their attention to the | |
young girl eating in the food court. | |
Max watches her, too. The Young Girl continues to work | |
her way through her Mexican food, when she turns her head | |
to an OLDER BLACK WOMAN sitting at the next table. The | |
older woman says something, and the younger woman hands | |
her the ashtray Jackie was using. | |
Max watches the Young Girl finish her food and get up | |
from the table. She stoops down to get the Broadway | |
shopping bag and walks out of the food court. | |
Max watches Nicolet and Dargus let the Young Girl get a | |
little ahead, then follow after her. They're gone. | |
Max turns back on the older woman all alone. | |
She finishes the coffee she was drinking and stands up, | |
carrying - how about that? - A Broadway shopping bag. The | |
woman heads out of the mall. | |
Max follows her. | |
The older woman walks past us. She heads straight for the | |
exit. | |
EXT. DEL AMO MALL - PARKING LOT - DAY | |
Max follows the woman outside. | |
She walks down a line of cars, then gets in a big, tan | |
Mercury sedan. She drives of... | |
... but not before Max writes down her license plate | |
number. | |
FLASH ON: | |
MAX AND JACKIE ON PHONE | |
MAX | |
You're rationalizing. | |
JACKIE | |
That's what you do to go through with | |
the shit you start. You rationalize. | |
I can do this, Max, I know I can. But | |
I can't do it without you. | |
INT. MAX'S CADILLAC - DAY | |
Max climbs into his Seville, starts her up, and drives | |
out of the parking lot. | |
CLOSEUP MAX | |
Driving down the street, lost in thought. | |
MAX | |
(to himself) | |
It could work... If she handles the | |
cops right, I could work... | |
He hits 'play' on the dash CD player. The Delfonics fill | |
the cab of the Caddy. | |
CUT TO: | |
BLACK | |
A garage door is lifted open, revealing Ordell and Louis. | |
EXT. STORAGE FACLITY - DAY | |
Ordell and Louis are at Mr. Robbie's storage facility. A | |
VAN is backed up nect to the opening. The facility is | |
pitch black. Ordell ahs a big flashlight in his hand. | |
ORDELL | |
Check this out. | |
He turns on the flashlight. | |
He shines the beam into darkness. We see the facility is | |
filled to the gills with machine guns, shotguns, uzis, a | |
rocket launcher, and handguns of many types. | |
LOUIS | |
How much is there? | |
ORDELL | |
Over half-million dollars worth of | |
merchandise. | |
Ordell opens the back doors of the van. They start | |
unloading machine guns and boxes of ammo. | |
LOUIS | |
Can I ask you about Melanie? | |
ORDELL | |
Sure. | |
LOUIS | |
What's your relationship? | |
ORDELL | |
She one of the women I got set up. I | |
got Melanie in Hermosa Beach. I rent | |
Simone a small house in Compton, and | |
about four blocks away I got me this | |
nineteen-year-old country girl named | |
Sheronda. I found her waitin' for a | |
bus two days outta Alabama, barefoot, | |
country as a chicken coop. Took her | |
to my house in Compton, told her it | |
was Hollywood. | |
LOUIS | |
She believed you? | |
ORDELL | |
Hell, yeah. To her dumb country ass, | |
Compton is Hollywood. Close as she's | |
ever been, anyway. | |
They both laugh together. | |
LOUIS | |
Do you trust Melanie? | |
Ordell stops unloading. | |
ORDELL | |
If this is about you fucked Melanie, | |
I don't give a damn. I ain't a fool. | |
I leave you alone with a bitch like | |
Melanie, you're gonna be fuckin' that | |
twenty minutes after I'm out the | |
door. So say "thank you" and I'll | |
tell you, "you're welcome." | |
LOUIS | |
That's not what I meant when I asked | |
did you trust her. | |
Ordell looks at him. | |
ORDELL | |
She tryin' to work your ass against | |
me, ain't she? | |
LOUIS | |
Yep. | |
ORDELL | |
You didn't even hafta say it. I know | |
the woman. | |
LOUIS | |
Well, why the fuck keep her around? | |
ORDELL | |
(smiling) | |
'Cause she my fine little surfer gal. | |
She can't do me no harm. Fact she | |
think she can play you against me | |
shows how little she knows. You could | |
teach that bitch for days how it is | |
'tween me an you, she never | |
understand a damn word. | |
LOUIS | |
Why do you let someone know your | |
business you can't trust? | |
ORDELL | |
I don't hafta trust her, I know her. | |
LOUIS | |
What does that mean? | |
ORDELL | |
You can't trust Melanie. But you can | |
always trust Melanie to be Melanie. | |
Louis starts unloading. | |
LOUIS | |
I still don't understand why you keep | |
her around. | |
ORDELL | |
I told you, man. | |
(smiling) | |
She my fine little surfer gal. | |
EXT. MELANIE'S APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY | |
EXTREME CLOSEUP - Jackie's finger presses a small black | |
button next to the | |
handwritten name, "M. RALSTON." | |
EXTREME CLOSEUP SPEAKER BOX | |
MELANIE'S VOICE (O.S.) | |
(coming out of it) | |
What? | |
JACKIE | |
Bends down to talk in the speaker. | |
JACKIE | |
It's Jackie. | |
INT. MELANIE'S APARTMENT HALLWAY - DAY | |
Jackie walks down the hallway and finds the door. | |
She rings the doorbell. | |
The door opens, she sees Melanie (for the first time) on | |
the other side. Melanie, dressed in a t-shirt, cut offs, | |
doesn't say a word - just turns around and walks away. | |
Once Melanie leaves, she sees Ordell standing inside the | |
apartment, screwdriver in hand, yelling after Melanie; | |
ORDEL | |
... Now she's gonna pout... | |
He turns his attention to Jackie. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Hey, Jackie, c'mon in. | |
Jackie steps inside. | |
She sees Louis (for the first time) sitting on the couch. | |
Ordell says to Louis, but loud enough for Melanie in the | |
other room to hear; | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
She gonna hafta find her sandals... | |
find her bag... find her | |
sunglasses... take twenty damn | |
minutes get her ass out the door. | |
(to Jackie) | |
Jackie - his is Louis, Louis - | |
Jackie. And the chick stompin' around | |
in the other room is Melanie. | |
Melanie comes out of the bedroom with her sunglasses, | |
sandals, bag strung across her shoulders and her keys in | |
her hand. She makes a bee-line towards the door without | |
saying nothin' to nobody. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
You have a nice time, hear? | |
The door SLAMS behind her. | |
Ordell looks to Jackie, raises his screwdriver and says; | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Drink? | |
JACKIE | |
I need to talk to you alone. | |
EXT. MELANIE'S APARTMENT - BALCONY - DAY | |
Ordell and Jackie on the balcony. | |
JACKIE | |
I don't want no more fuckin' | |
surprises. We do this the way I laid | |
it out, or we don't do it at all. | |
ORDELL | |
What the hell you talkin' bout? | |
JACKIE | |
Sheronda passin' the money onto | |
someone else, that's what the hell | |
I'm talkin' 'bout. | |
ORDELL | |
How do you know she did that? | |
JACKIE | |
I was there, I saw her do it. | |
ORDELL | |
Well, you weren't supposed to be | |
there. | |
JACKIE | |
I know, but I hung around, 'cause I | |
figured you'd try an' pull some shit | |
like this. | |
ORDELL | |
Now, hold on there. I ain't pullin' | |
no shit. It's my money, I can do | |
whatever the fuck I wanna do with it. | |
JACKIE | |
Not when it's my ass on the line you | |
don't. We do this my way or fuck it. | |
Ordell tries to stop the hostile back and forth. | |
ORDELL | |
Just chill the fuck out, Jackie. It | |
ain't no big thing. The woman you saw | |
was my friend, Simone. She's the one | |
gonna be receiving the money, so I | |
just wanted her to see how it works. | |
She'll be here any minute. Nice | |
woman, you'll like her. | |
Ordell opens the sliding glass and says to Louis in the | |
living room; | |
ORDELL | |
Louis, call Simone and tell her to | |
get her tail over here. We're waitin' | |
on her ass. | |
Louis gets up to make the call. | |
Ordell turns back to Jackie and smiles, holding up his | |
screwdriver. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
I'm about ready for a refill. Sure I | |
can't tempt you? | |
INT. MELANIE'S APARTMENT - DAY | |
Ordell and Jackie sit on stools around the kitchen | |
counter bar. Louis sits with them on the phone, silent. | |
JACKIE | |
Nicolet and Dargus stop me at the | |
airport and mark the bills. | |
ORDELL | |
Man, I don't like that part. | |
JACKIE | |
It washes off. I tell them we're | |
doing it the same way as before. | |
They'll follow Sheronda. I hate the | |
idea of leaving her for a fall. | |
ORDELL | |
She won't have no problems 'cause she | |
don't know nothin'. | |
JACKIE | |
Are you sure she don' know about the | |
money? | |
ORDELL | |
She don't know shit about the money. | |
JACKIE | |
What does she think she's gettin? | |
ORDELL | |
I told her this is a game us rich | |
folks play, exchanging gifts. Like a | |
scavenger hunt. She didn't know what | |
that was neither. | |
(to Louis) | |
No answer? | |
Louis shakes his head. | |
LOUIS | |
Uh-huh. | |
ORDELL | |
Hang it up, she's on her way. You | |
gotta listen to this. This involves | |
you. | |
Louis hangs up the phone and joins the debriefing. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
No, you gonna give her a | |
Robinson's May bag this time? | |
JACKIE | |
Right, the one Simone gives me. | |
Simone and I'll make the switch at | |
Robinson's May. She knows what I look | |
like? | |
ORDELL | |
She saw you with Sheronda. So Simone | |
goes to the dress department with her | |
Robinson's May bag. | |
JACKIE | |
Designer clothes. | |
ORDELL | |
She waits for you to go in the place | |
where you try things on. | |
JACKIE | |
The fitting room. There's a sign over | |
the door. | |
LOUIS | |
Why we doin' I there? | |
JACKIE | |
I have a hunch they'll be watchin' | |
me. We can't risk switching bags out | |
in the open or even in the dining | |
area. That's why it has to be a | |
woman, 'cause we do the switch in the | |
fitting room. | |
ORDELL | |
So you come out with her | |
Robinson's May bag, go meet Sheronda. | |
Simone peeks out, waits for my man | |
Louis here to give her a signal | |
nobody's watchin'. She leaves the | |
store, gets in her car - mission | |
accomplished. | |
JACKIE | |
Where you gonna be during all this? | |
ORDELL | |
I'm gonna be sittin' at the titty bar | |
In downtown L.A. till my man over | |
here calls me and gives me the O.K. | |
sign. | |
Jackie's pager goes off. She looks at it. | |
JACKIE | |
I gotta go. | |
INT. MELANIE'S APARTMENT - HALLWAY - DAY | |
Ordell walks Jackie to the elevator. | |
ORDELL | |
Who's paging you? | |
JACKIE | |
Ray, the A.T.F. guy. | |
ORDELL | |
That works on my nerves, you bein' so | |
buddy-buddy with him. | |
JACKIE | |
If I wasn't, this wouldn't work. Now | |
once I deliver I'll have to trust | |
you. | |
ORDELL | |
Well, I've been trusting you all this | |
time, haven't I? We agreed on ten | |
percent of what you bring in and | |
that's what you gonna get. | |
They reach the elevator. She presses the button. | |
JACKIE | |
And a hundred thousand if I go to | |
jail. | |
ORDELL | |
We're partners, Baby, sorta. I ain't | |
gonna screw you. You haven't told me | |
where I put it for you. | |
The elevator arrives. Jackie steps in. | |
JACKIE | |
Give it to the bail bondsman, Max | |
Cherry. He'll take care of it. | |
ORDELL | |
Max Cherry? You and him friends now? | |
You tell him about this shit? | |
JACKIE | |
He won't know where the money came | |
from. Only that it's money. | |
... the elevator shuts... As it shuts Ordell yells;... | |
ORDELL | |
Don't you know all them bail bondsmen | |
are crooks... | |
... the door shuts. | |
CLOSEUP ORDELL | |
He doesn't like the last piece of new information. | |
EXT. THE STRAND - DAY | |
The Strand is the hip surfer street in downtown Hermosa | |
Beach. Jackie leaves the apartment building. She walks to | |
her car when she spots a funky little beach bar called, | |
"Sally Leroy's." | |
INT. SALLY LEROY'S - DAY | |
Sally Leroy's is a beach bar with surfboards, different | |
beer signs, and pictures of Marilyn Monroe, Elvis | |
Presley, James Dean, Ann Margaret, and surfers riding | |
monster waves all over the place. | |
The JUKEBOX plays a loud seventies rock number. | |
BEGINNING OF SHOT | |
The camera picks Jackie up through the window, walking | |
into the place and going up to the bar... | |
A female bartender in her mid-twenties, wearing a plaid | |
workshirt, named WANDA, goes to Jackie. | |
JACKIE | |
Do you have a phone? | |
WANDA | |
Yeah, it's in the back. | |
JACKIE | |
Thanks. | |
... We follow with her to the back of the bar... the | |
MUSIC is LOUD... the phone booth is occupied by a fat | |
older GUY wearing surf clothes and sporting a mustache | |
like a walrus. Jackie waits for him to finish his call... | |
As she waits, the CAMERA MOVES BACK... until a blonde | |
head of hair comes into the f.g.... | |
The CAMERA MOVES around to a CLOSEUP ON MELANIE, sucking | |
on a beer, moving her head to the music, and watching | |
Jackie. She smiles and steps OUT OF FRAME. | |
END OF SHOT | |
Jackie hears behind her; | |
MELANIE (O.S.) | |
Hey! | |
Jackie turns and sees Melanie holding a beer, standing | |
behind her. | |
JACKIE | |
Oh, hi. | |
MELANIE | |
Buy ya a beer? | |
JACKIE | |
I'm waiting for the phone. | |
MELANIE | |
Good luck. That guy's been in there | |
since I got here. | |
JACKIE | |
Well, I guess I better look for | |
another one, then. Thanks, anyway. | |
Jackie turns to leave. | |
MELANIE | |
I know what you and Ordell got goin'. | |
You sit down and have a beer with me. | |
I'll tell you a secret. | |
Jackie looks at her a moment. | |
JACKIE | |
Sure. | |
MELANIE | |
Great... | |
(calling to the | |
bartender) | |
... Wanda! | |
Wanda approaches. | |
WANDA | |
What? | |
MELANIE | |
This lady is thirsty. | |
WANDA | |
What do you want? | |
MELANIE | |
What's on tap? | |
WANDA | |
Coors, Sam, Rolling Rock, and | |
Killian's Red. | |
JACKIE | |
Killian's. | |
MELANIE | |
Better get me another Sam's. | |
(to Jackie) | |
Join me in a Jaeger shot? | |
JACKIE | |
Uh-uh. | |
MELANIE | |
Gimme one anyway. | |
WANDA | |
You got it. | |
Wanda goes away. Jackie and Melanie sit at the bar. The | |
MUSIC is LOUD, and they have to talk over it. Melanie | |
moves her head to it during the conversation. | |
JACKIE | |
How long you been with Ordell? | |
MELANIE | |
This time? Almost a year. I've known | |
him forever. | |
JACKIE | |
What were you two fighting about? | |
MELANIE | |
He told me to go outside. | |
(imitating Ordell's | |
voice) | |
"You may leave us now." It's all part | |
of his pathetic attempt to be "the | |
man." You know Mr. Walker don't you? | |
Jackie nods "yes." | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
Mr. Walker's my buddy. Ask him about | |
Ordell. | |
JACKIE | |
That coke was yours, wasn't it? | |
Melanie makes a face to show pain. | |
MELANIE | |
Oh, man, listen. I'm sorry about | |
that. I hope they don't come down on | |
you on my account. Ordell shoulda | |
told you it was in your bag. | |
Wanda brings the drinks. | |
WANDA | |
Seven dollars. | |
Melanie digs in her purse for the money. | |
JACKIE | |
He said he didn't know about it. | |
MELANIE | |
(digging in her purse) | |
You believe that? Yeah, well, I guess | |
you have to trust him. | |
(pulls out a ten) | |
I'd have second thoughts on that, but | |
then I know 'em. | |
Melanie takes her Jaeger shot, lets it go down, then | |
continues. | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
He killed a guy who works for him the | |
other day. | |
JACKIE | |
Beaumont Livingston? | |
MELANIE | |
You already knew that? | |
JACKIE | |
Kinda. | |
MELANIE | |
So tell me. Having all that money in | |
your flight bag - Is it tempting? | |
Jackie nods 'yes', as she sips her beer. | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
I tell you. If Ordell ever sent me to | |
carry in ten thousand dollars, that | |
would be the last motherfuckin' time | |
he saw me. The next trip you're gonna | |
have over half-a-million. If you | |
thought of cutting Ordell out, I sure | |
as hell wouldn't blame you. | |
Jackie smiles. | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
You think I'm kidding? | |
JACKIE | |
Dreaming. | |
MELANIE | |
You know how easy it would be? He | |
won't be anywhere near that mall. | |
Pull one more switch, up front. | |
That's it. half-a-million dollars. | |
Need help? | |
JACKIE | |
(smiling) | |
Keep it between us girls? | |
MELANIE | |
What's that fucker ever done for us? | |
JACKIE | |
(getting off the | |
barstool) | |
I don't think so, but thanks for the | |
beer. | |
Jackie leaves. | |
CLOSEUP MELANIE | |
Watches her go. | |
MELANIE | |
(softly under her breath) | |
Chicken shit. | |
INT. STEAKHOUSE - NIGHT | |
Jackie and Nicolet sit at a steakhouse eating a steak | |
dinner. Nicolet drinks beer, Jackie drinks white wine. | |
JACKIE | |
Ordell has a white guy working for | |
him named Louis. | |
NICOLET | |
You two meet? | |
JACKIE | |
This afternoon before I came here. He | |
was with Ordell at an apartment in | |
Hermosa Beach. I don't know if he | |
lives there, but I can find out. | |
NICOLET | |
You talk to him? | |
JACKIE | |
Not really. | |
NICOLET | |
His full name is Louis Gara. He just | |
got out from serving four years in | |
Susanville. | |
JACKIE | |
What for? | |
NICOLET | |
Bank robbery? Do you know what he | |
does for Ordell? | |
JACKIE | |
I imagine shit needs to be done. | |
NICOLET | |
We've been following Mr. Gara, and | |
he's definitely working for Ordell. | |
FLASH ON: | |
NICOLET AND DARGUS | |
In a car, parked, on surveillance. | |
COPS POV | |
Louis with the van, at the storage facility. | |
NICOLET (V.O.) | |
They served two years together almost | |
twenty years ago in Soledad. But he | |
doesn't live in Hermosa Beach. | |
Ordell's got him staying at a house | |
in. | |
MUG SHOT SIMONE | |
The older woman in the mall. | |
NICOLET (V.O.) | |
... Compton with a fifty-six-year- | |
old petty thief - woman named Simone | |
Hawkins. | |
BACK TO BAR | |
NICOLET | |
Ever meet her, or they talk about | |
her? | |
JACKIE | |
Not yet. | |
NICOLET | |
Who's the other one? | |
JACKIE | |
White girl named Melanie Ralston. | |
Another girlfriend of Ordell's. | |
NICOLET | |
What's her story? | |
JACKIE | |
It was her coke I got busted with. | |
She knows everything, but she's not | |
part of it, and she's pissed cause | |
she's not part of it. Ordell wouldn't | |
even let her stay at the meeting. She | |
tried to talk me into ripping off | |
Ordell. | |
NICOLET | |
And splittin' with her? | |
JACKIE | |
I'm sure that was the idea. | |
NICOLET | |
What did you say? | |
JACKIE | |
I smiled and walked away. She also | |
told me Ordell killed Beaumont. | |
NICOLET | |
She told you that? | |
JACKIE | |
Uh-huh. | |
NICOLET | |
Was she there? | |
JACKIE | |
She didn't say. | |
NICOLET | |
But she mentioned Beaumont by name? | |
JACKIE | |
Uh-huh. | |
NICOLET | |
Well, this sounds like a lady I'd | |
like to have a word with. So | |
everything's set for tomorrow? | |
JACKIE | |
Right. Everything's the same, except | |
one change... | |
INT. JACKIE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT | |
Max sits on the couch in Jackie's apartment drinking | |
white wine. | |
Jackie paces in front of him, white wine in one hand, | |
Davidoff in the other, going over the details of | |
tomorrow. One could notice a slight change in Jackie. | |
There's a bit of an edge to Miss Brown that's bubbling | |
underneath her cool surface. It's understandable. After | |
all, she's been the architect of this half-a-million | |
dollars switcheroo. She's moved heaven and earth to make | |
all the pieces fall into place, and all the players thnk | |
what she wants them to think. | |
As she talks to Max she knows tomorrow all her hard work | |
will either fail or succeed. But don't take this | |
difference the wrong way. This edge I'm referring to is | |
not one born out of fear (Jackie's nervous, but she's not | |
afraid). It's more the edge an athlete might feel before | |
an all-important competition. | |
JACKIE | |
I told them Ordell's changed the | |
amount he's bringing in. | |
MAX | |
Do you think they bought it? | |
JACKIE | |
Oh, yeah. I got them thinking | |
Ordell's real nervous. They love | |
thinking he's scared of them. | |
MAX | |
You know, a good cop won't let you | |
know he knows you're fulla shit. | |
JACKIE | |
All he needed was a reasonable | |
explanation. | |
DISSOLVE TO: | |
BACK TO JACKIE WITH NICOLET | |
MEDIUM JACKIE | |
JACKIE | |
Right. Everything's the same except | |
one change. Ordell thinks it's just | |
too hot right now to bring in all his | |
money. He knows you're watching him, | |
and he's paranoid. He's keeping his | |
stash where it is, but he wants to | |
bring in fifty thousand for bail in | |
case he needs it. | |
CUT TO: | |
BACK TO JACKIE AND MAX | |
MAX | |
It'll be more than that. | |
JACKIE | |
Don't be so literal. Ray believed it. | |
MAX | |
But you still have to show him the | |
money at the airport. | |
JACKIE | |
Well, you know I'm not going to show | |
him the whole amount. He'll see fifty | |
thousand. | |
MAX | |
Where's the rest of it? | |
JACKIE | |
In the bag underneath. | |
MAX | |
What if he checks it? | |
JACKIE | |
He won't - I mean, he didn't the last | |
time. He'll be expecting fifty | |
thousand and there it is - on top. | |
MAX | |
You're takin' a helluva chance kid. | |
JACKIE | |
Not really. If he finds it, I say Mr. | |
Walker put the money in, and I didn't | |
know nothing about it. Like the coke. | |
MAX | |
Then you're out and you get nothing. | |
JACKIE | |
Yeah, but I'm not in jail and I | |
tried. | |
MAX | |
You're gonna have surveillance all | |
over you. | |
JACKIE | |
That's why you don't make a move till | |
I come out of the fitting room. | |
MAX | |
In a dress. | |
JACKIE | |
Well, a suit. There's one I had my | |
eye on. | |
The phone rings. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Excuse me. | |
INT. MELANIE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT | |
EXTREME CLOSEUP - Ordell on the phone | |
ORDELL | |
It's Ordell. We got a bit of a change | |
in plans here. Nothing to worry 'bout | |
- everything's the same - except for | |
one change. That bitch you saw in the | |
mall, Simone. She wasn't here today, | |
cause she split on me. | |
(pause) | |
Me an Louis went over to her place | |
,she's gone. She's gone and all her | |
shit's gone and so's my ten thousand | |
dollars. | |
(pause) | |
It ain't nothin' to worry about, | |
girl. Everything's just like we | |
discussed. Except when you do the | |
switch, instead of Simone, it's gonna | |
be Melanie. | |
Melanie is lying on the couch, sprawled out like a cat. | |
Louis sits at the other end of the couch. They're | |
watching "Dirty Mary and Crazy Larry" on TV. | |
ON TV | |
Peter Fonda and Susan George make jokes as they're | |
pursued by police cars. | |
They can hear Ordell on the phone. Melanie smiling at | |
Louis, flirtatiously and conspiratorially lifts her bare | |
foot and rubs his arm with it. Louis turns to her and | |
gives her a look that says: "I'm not on your side, bitch. | |
So knock it of." | |
Melanie sees this and takes her foot away. | |
Louis turns back to the television. | |
CLOSEUP MELANIE | |
Looks at Louis for a moment, then sighs, saying under her | |
breath; | |
MELANIE | |
Chicken shit. | |
FADE TO BLACK | |
TITLE CARD: | |
"MONEY EXCHANGE 550,000" | |
FADE UP: | |
A GRAPHIC MAP | |
With Mexico and California on it. On the Mexico side we | |
see "CABO SAN LUCAS" with a big circle around it. On the | |
California side we see "LAX" in a similar circle. The | |
tiny figure of a black AIRPLANE appears in the Cabo | |
circle. With appropriate SOUND EFFECTS it takes off from | |
Cabo, flying towards LAX, leaving a dotted line behind | |
it. The CAMERA moves into a CLOSEUP of the little black | |
airplane. | |
CUT TO: | |
CLOSEUP JACKIE | |
Looking down... | |
INT. AIRPLANE BATHROOM - DAY | |
Rearranging her bag. The five hundred thousand inside | |
takes up half the space. She tucks lingerie around the | |
edges, covers the money with blouses, shoes, and skirts | |
and ties I all down tight. Then places a fat envelope | |
with fifty thousand right on top. | |
INT. CABIN - AIRPLANE - DAY | |
Jackie steps out of the bathroom, walks down the aisle, | |
and is stopped by a PASSENGER. | |
PASSENGER | |
Listen, Miss, I'm waiting for a drink | |
and you spend half the fuckin' flight | |
in the can. Soon as we land I'm | |
making a formal complaint. | |
JACKIE | |
Why, because I called you an asshole. | |
PASSENGER | |
You didn't call me that. | |
JACKIE | |
I didn't? Oh, well, you're an | |
asshole. | |
INT. LAX PARKING STRUCTURE - DAY | |
SUBTITLE APPEARS BELOW: | |
"TIME: 3:00" | |
Jackie steps into the LAX parking structure, pulling her | |
bag on wheels behind her. | |
Waiting for her is Ray Nicolet. | |
NICOLET | |
We have to stop meeting like this. | |
They fall into step towards her car. | |
JACKIE | |
You said that the last time. | |
NICOLET | |
Well, it's true, isn't it? After his | |
is buttoned up we could meet | |
someplace else. What do you think? | |
JACKIE | |
We could, if I'm not in jail. | |
NICOLET | |
Oh, that's taken care of. I called | |
the State Attorney's Office. You were | |
no-filed this morning in Circuit | |
Court. | |
CLOSEUP JACKIE | |
This information stops Jackie in her tracks. | |
JACKIE | |
Are you saying I'm off the hook? | |
JACKIE'S POV | |
Nicolet, who kept walking when Jackie stopped, looks back | |
at Jackie. | |
NICOLET | |
Free as a bird. I still expect you to | |
finish the job, though. How much do | |
you have this time? | |
Jackie starts walking again | |
JACKIE | |
Fifty thousand, like I said. He's | |
pretty sure he's gonna need it for | |
bail. | |
INT. JACKIE'S HONDA - DAY | |
Jackie and Nicolet in the parked car. Ray has the flight | |
bag in his lap. | |
He unzips it. | |
He sees the clothes with the envelope on top. | |
Jackie watches all of this. | |
NICOLET | |
That's fifty thousand, huh? It | |
doesn't look like that much. | |
JACKIE | |
I was told ten thousand in each pack. | |
NICOLET | |
You didn't count it? | |
JACKIE | |
I never have. It's not my money. | |
He puts the envelope back in the bag and feels through | |
the folds of a skirt. | |
NICOLET | |
He might have slipped some coke in | |
here. Did you check? | |
Jackie, cool. | |
JACKIE | |
Mr. Walker promised he'd never do | |
that again. | |
Nicolet's fingers move to a pair of black heels wedged | |
into the side... they touch the shoes... then move over | |
to the envelope, opens the clasp and takes out five | |
rubber-banded bond packets of loot. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Ever been tempted? | |
NICOLET | |
What? To put one of these in my | |
pocket? | |
JACKIE | |
Uh-huh. | |
NICOLET | |
If I did, I'd have to give you one, | |
wouldn't I? Or we could take what we | |
want. No one knows how much there is | |
except us, right? | |
JACKIE | |
Yes. All those things are true. | |
NICOLET | |
After all, it don't belong to nobody, | |
right? | |
JACKIE | |
That would be one point of view. | |
NICOLET | |
Yeah, well, it's not a point of view | |
that A.T.F. shares. Once we make it | |
evidence, it belongs to us. You are | |
now officially out of trouble. Don't | |
do nothing stupid, now. | |
JACKIE | |
How can I do anything if I'm being | |
watched every second? | |
NICOLET | |
I'm glad you realize that. Saves me | |
the trouble of pointing it out to | |
you. | |
(holding up the money) | |
Put this in your shopping bag. It's | |
what I expect to find when I look in | |
Sheronda's. Comprende? | |
JACKIE | |
Si. | |
INT. MAX CHERRY'S OFFICE - DAY | |
Max Cherry sits behind his desk. WINSTON POWELL, the big | |
black guy from the photo, is at the other desk on the | |
phone. Max looks at his watch. | |
SUBTITLE APPEARS BELOW: | |
"TIME: 3:30" | |
Max stands up, takes the sport coat from the back of his | |
chair, putsit on, and walks over to Winston's desk. | |
Winston, still on the phone, looks up. | |
MAX | |
I'm going out for a few hours. | |
WINSTON | |
(to phone) | |
Hold on a minute. | |
(to Max) | |
Where you going? | |
MAX | |
I'm going to Del Amo, see a movie, | |
get something to eat. | |
WINSTON | |
Watcha gonna see? | |
MAX | |
Whatever looks best and starts the | |
soonest. | |
WINSTON | |
Have fun. | |
Winston goes back to the phone. | |
Max walks out of the office. | |
EXT. SAM'S HOFFIN BRAUR - DAY | |
Sam's Hoffin Braur (German for beer garden) is a strip | |
joint bar in downtown L.A. | |
INT SAM'S HOFFIN BRAUR - DAY | |
Ordell's on the pay phone. A STRIPPER strips in the b.g. | |
SUBTITLE APPEARS BELOW: | |
"TIME: 3:47" | |
ORDELL | |
What the fuck are you two still doing | |
there?! | |
INT. MELANIE'S APARTMENT - DAY | |
Louis stands in the empty living room, talking to Ordell | |
on the phone. Kate Bush plays in the b.g. | |
LOUIS | |
I was ready to leave ten minutes ago. | |
Ordell snaps at Louis, not so harsh Louis is forced to | |
retaliate, but enough to express his loss of patience. | |
ORDELL | |
Well, you the one in motherfuckin' | |
charge. | |
LOUIS | |
Well, she keeps saying 'in a minute.' | |
ORDELL | |
Go in there, snatch her by the hair, | |
and drag her big ass out. This is my | |
goddam money we're talking about. Get | |
your ass out the door. | |
He hangs up on Louis. | |
Louis, pissed at being hung up on and talked to like | |
that, hangs up the phone and turns his frustration where | |
it rightly belongs - Melanie. | |
Louis stomps towards the bedroom where the music's | |
playing. | |
LOUIS | |
We're leaving now! | |
MELANIE (O.S.) | |
All right already. | |
MONTAGE | |
We see a montage of the individual characters in route to | |
the mall. | |
JACKIE | |
In her Honda, smoking a cigarette, looking cool as usual, | |
driving to the mall. Her car plays seventies soul. | |
MAX | |
In his Cadillac Seville, cruising down Hawthorne | |
Boulevard to the mall. He plays hid Delfonics CD. | |
LOUIS AND MELANIE | |
In Melanie's Toyota drive towards the mall. Melanie | |
drives singing along with Kate Bush on her car stereo. | |
EXT. DEL AMO MALL PARKING LOT - DAY | |
Jackie's car pulls up to a lined parking space in the | |
parking lot. | |
SUBTITLE APPEARS BELOW: | |
"TIME 3:52" | |
Jackie gets out of the Honda with her flight bag. She | |
goes to her hatchback, takes a Robinson's May bag, lines | |
the first half of the bag with old paperbacks. | |
Then takes out of the flight bag the envelope with the | |
fifty-thousand marked dollars, takes one packet of ten | |
thousand, and puts it in her pocket. She lines the | |
envelope with forty thousand across the books, then fills | |
the rest of the bag with beach towels. | |
Then with her flight bag slung over her shoulder, | |
carrying the Robinson's May bag and with all the | |
confidence of a world champion prize fighter going into | |
the ring, she strides toward the hugs mall. | |
INT. DEL AMO MALL - DAY | |
Jackie enters the mall. She looks at the people buzzing | |
around. Any one of them could be surveillance. | |
She calmly walks down the mall, then turns into the | |
Roinson's May store. | |
INT. ROBINSON'S MAY - DESIGNER CLOTHES - DAY | |
Jackie, in her Cabo Air uniform, walks up to a young | |
Asian saleswoman named Amy in the Robinson's May designer | |
clothing area. | |
The saleswoman smiles when she sees Jackie. | |
AMY | |
Can I help you? | |
JACKIE | |
Yes, you have a suit I've had my eye | |
on. | |
Jackie steps out of the fitting room wearing a real | |
sharp, badass, black suit with a white blouse. | |
AMY | |
Oh, my God. You look so cool. | |
Jackie moves over to the mirror, and checks herself out. | |
JACKIE | |
This looks pretty good on me. | |
AMY | |
Are you kidding, it looks great. You | |
wear this to a business meeting, | |
you're the badass in the room. But | |
you can go out dancing in this too. | |
It's a total power suit. | |
Jackie studies her reflection. | |
JACKIE | |
I think I'm gonna just get this for | |
today. I'm in kind of a hurry. Would | |
you mind ringing this up while I | |
change out of it? | |
AMY | |
Not a problem. | |
JACKIE | |
Thanks. | |
Jackie walks into the fitting room. | |
INT. FITTING ROOM - DAY | |
She walks down the fitting room hallway with changing | |
cubicles on her right, enters the last one. | |
She closes the door and sits down on the bench in between | |
her flight bag full of money and the Robinson's May bag. | |
A full-length mirror is straight I front of her. She | |
looks at herself... when someone comes into the stall | |
next to her. | |
Melanie's voice comes from the other side of the wall. | |
MEALNIE (O.S.) | |
Jackie? | |
JACKIE | |
Hi, Melanie. | |
MELANIE (O.S.) | |
Are you getting that black suit? | |
JACKIE | |
Yeah, do you like it? | |
MELANIE (O.S.) | |
It looks good on you. | |
JACKIE | |
Do you got something for me? | |
MELANIE (O.S.) | |
You betcha. | |
A Robinson's May bag, like Jackie's, filled with towels, | |
comes sliding underneath the stall. | |
Jackie picks up her Robinson's May bag, filled with | |
books, towels and the marked forty-thousand dollars. | |
She takes the loose packet of ten-thousand marked dollars | |
and lies it on top of the bag. | |
As she does all this Melanie continues talking. | |
MELANIE (O.S.) (CONT'D) | |
We coulda worked this. You know that, | |
dontcha? You would've made out a lot | |
better than you're going to, believe | |
me. | |
Jackie slides the Robinson's May bag with money under the | |
stall. | |
Melanie sees the money on top and stops talking. | |
JACKIE | |
I put a little cherry on top. You're | |
right. What the hell he ever do for | |
us? | |
MELANIE (O.S.) | |
(quietly) | |
Thanks. | |
JACKIE | |
Now be careful with that bag. You | |
don't want it ripping open on you in | |
the middle of the store. | |
We hear the SOUND of Melanie leaving. | |
Jackie then transfers the half of a million dollars out | |
of her flight bag into Melanie's Robinson's May bag. She | |
sticks her uniform in the flight bag. | |
Then takes the towels and puts them on top of the money. | |
She grabs her flight bag and leaves, leaving behind the | |
Robinson's May bag filled with half of a million dollars. | |
INT. DESIGNER CLOTHES - DAY | |
Jackie, looking sharp in her new suit but acting a touch | |
frantic and anxious, walks rapidly toward the sales | |
counter where Amy waits for her. | |
JACKIE | |
I'm sorry, I just decided to stay in | |
the suit - get out of that damn | |
uniform. | |
AMY | |
Oh, that's not a problem. | |
As Jackie and the salesgirl complete their transaction | |
the CAMERA CIRCLES them, SLOWLY at first, but more | |
RAPIDLY each go-around. They complete the transaction and | |
as Jackie starts to leave, she stops and says to Amy; | |
JACKIE | |
Oh, somebody left a shopping bag in | |
there. Looks like beach towels. | |
She leaves. We follow her... | |
INT. DEL AMO MALL - DAY | |
... Jackie walks out of Robinson's May hurriedly into the | |
main mall. The calm, cool stride we're used to with | |
Jackie is completely gone. | |
She stops, looks around, head darting from one direction | |
to another. She looks in a panic. The CAMERA begins to | |
twirl around her. She seems to be looking for something | |
she doesn't see. She looks helpless and on the verge of | |
tears. | |
As the twirling CAMERA circles her, she screams; | |
JACKIE | |
Ray! Ray! I need you! Come out! She | |
took the money. | |
The CAMERA stops twirling. | |
Nicolet, Dargus, and two other plainclothes cops, come | |
running out of a store towards Jackie. As they reach her, | |
a frantic Jackie yells; | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Melanie burst in the dressing room | |
and took the money! | |
CUT TO: | |
EXT. PARKING LOT - DEL AMO MALL - DAY | |
Louis and Melanie pull up to a lined parking space in | |
Melanie's Toyota. | |
SUBTITLE APPEARS BELOW: | |
"TIME: 4:12" | |
Louis is the first out of the car. | |
LOUIS | |
Come on, goddammit, we're late! | |
INT. DEL AMO MALL - DAY | |
We STEDICAM in front of them, Louis the rapid pacesetter, | |
pulling Melanie behind him by the hand. Melanie carries | |
the Robinson's May switch bag. | |
MELANIE | |
Jesus Christ, get a grip, Louis. | |
LOUIS | |
We shoulda been there already and we | |
woulda been if it hadn't been for | |
your fuckin' around! | |
They go inside Robinson's May... | |
INT. ROBINSON'S MAY - DAY | |
... We STEDICAM into Robison's May with them. We lose | |
them for a moment behind racks of dresses and mannequins, | |
but end up landing on Jackie in her black suit, looking | |
in a mirror and talking to Amy on the Designer Clothes | |
floor. | |
AM | |
... You wear this to a business | |
meeting, you're the badass in the | |
room... | |
We PAN away and find Louis and Melanie by a dress rack, | |
watching Jackie. | |
MELANIE | |
That's a nice outfit on her. I'm | |
gonna go over and look at this Michi | |
Moon display. | |
LOUIS | |
Just stay right fuckin' here, all | |
right? | |
MELANIE | |
Are you sweating? | |
Louis' hand immediately goes to his forehead and touches | |
dampness. | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
Job a little too much for you? | |
Louis shoots Melanie a hard convict look. | |
Melanie smiles at him, feeling the stare, but too much of | |
a natural-born smart ass to change. | |
MELANIE | |
I'll be over here. You're too | |
conspicuous. | |
Louis looks over at the fitting room. Jackie is going | |
inside it, and the saleswoman is walking away towards | |
him. | |
He watches the saleswoman walk by him, then looks back in | |
time to see Melanie enter the fitting room. | |
LOUIS | |
(under his breath) | |
Goddammit, not till I tell ya. | |
He decides he's watching the fitting room entrance too | |
much, so he starts throwing his look around when he sees | |
something that stops him cold. | |
MAX CHERRY | |
Max is looking at dresses, paying no attention to the | |
fitting room. | |
He thinks, 'what the fuck is Max Cherry doing here?' | |
Max, doing what he's doing, looks up and sees Louis | |
staring at him across the floor. Max smiles and gives | |
Louis a wave before turning his back to him and continues | |
to do what he was doing. | |
He quickly looks around the store to see anything else; | |
any more surprise guests, possible police surveillance. | |
Everything looks normal. The saleswoman is behind the | |
register ringing up Jackie's purchase. The few customers | |
there are doing customer stuff. | |
Then he sees Melanie come out with a Robinson's May bag | |
and head down a different aisle. | |
He hurries down his aisle and cuts her off. Their whole | |
fight is said tense and low. | |
LOUIS | |
What are you doin'? | |
MELANIE | |
I'm getting out of here. What do you | |
think? | |
LOUIS | |
Lemme have the bag. | |
MELANIE | |
Fuck you. I can carry it. | |
She tries to push past him, and he catches her by her arm | |
and pulls her around. | |
LOUIS | |
Goddam you. Gimme that bag, | |
MELANIE | |
Watch it, dipshit. You wanna rip the | |
fuckin' bag? | |
LOUIS | |
Gimme that bag before I knock you out | |
and take it. | |
Melanie realizes Louis ain't fuckin' kiddin'. Not only | |
that, this old guy looks close to buggin'. She lets go of | |
the bag. | |
MELANIE | |
Okay, okay. Take it. Jesus, what's | |
wrong with you? | |
He takes it. They start walking. We STEDICAM in front of | |
them. | |
LOUIS | |
I'm carrying it. | |
MELANIE | |
Okay, you got it. Just take a chill | |
pill, for christ sake. | |
Louis has had enough of her slang and says tensely | |
through gritted teeth; | |
LOUIS | |
Fuck you with your chill pill. | |
In mid-walk, Melanie asks him; | |
MELANIE | |
Remember where we came in? | |
Louis stops dead. He looks around, confused. | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
(like a teacher on Romper | |
Room) | |
Nooo, that's towards Sears. We came | |
in through Bullocks. I know where it | |
is. Want to follow me, Lou-is? | |
Pissed, he leaves FRAME. Melanie, wearing her Melanie | |
smirk, follows behind. | |
EXT. PARKING LOT - DEL AMO MALL - DAY | |
Louis, clutching the shopping bag close to his chest, | |
walks rapidly down an aisle of parked cars. | |
Melanie follows close behind. | |
We STEDICAM alongside. We walk for awhile, Louis changes | |
direction to another aisle. WE'RE NOW IN FRONT of him. We | |
see he has a searching look on his face. | |
MELANIE | |
You have no idea where you parked, do | |
you? | |
Louis doesn't answer. | |
Melanie laughs. | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
Jesus, but if you two aren't the | |
biggest fuck-ups I've ever seen in my | |
life... How did you ever rob a bank? | |
When you robbed banks, did you have | |
to look for your car then too? No | |
wonder you went to jail. | |
Louis could kill her right now. Just take his gun out of | |
his pants and shoot her in her snickering face. But | |
instead of doing what he wants, he does what he should. | |
He doesn't answer of look back. (If he looked back and | |
saw that Melanie-smirk, he couldn't e responsible for | |
what happens.)He changes directions, cuts down another | |
aisle and hopes for both their sakes she shuts the fuck | |
up. | |
But our Melanie just keeps on being Melanie. | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
Is it this aisle, Lou-is? | |
LOUIS | |
Yeah, down the end. | |
MELANIE | |
You sure? | |
They walk it; it's not it. | |
Louis changes direction and cuts between some cars to the | |
next one. | |
MELANIE (CONT'D) | |
Is it this aisle or the next one | |
over? | |
LOUIS | |
This one. | |
MELANIE | |
You sure? | |
In between two cars, Louis spins on her. | |
LOUIS | |
Don't say anything else, okay? I'm | |
telling you, keep your mouth shut. | |
Melanie was surprised by the spin, but is about to say | |
something anyway when Louis put his hand up and says; | |
LOUIS | |
I mean it. Don't say one fuckin' | |
word. | |
MELANIE | |
Okay, Lou-is. | |
That did it! | |
Louis whips out the Beretta Ordell gave him, shoots | |
her... BAM... in the belly. | |
She bounces OFF one of the cars and goes down. | |
BAM... Louis shoots her again on the ground. | |
One; to make sure. Two; cause it felt good. | |
Then he hurries of for his car. WE FOLLOW IN FRONT OF | |
HIM. He looks around, then yells out; | |
LOUIS | |
See, just where I fuckin' said it | |
was! | |
He hops in the car, and throws it into reverse. | |
We can se Melanie's bare legs sticking out from a row of | |
cars. Louis stops the Toyota alongside the dead Melanie, | |
and yells through the passenger window; | |
LOUIS | |
Hey, look. I found it! | |
He drives away. | |
CUT TO: | |
EXT. PARKING LOT - DEL AMO MALL - DAY | |
Max Cherry's Cadillac Seville pulls up to a lined space | |
in the parking lot. | |
SUBTITLE APPEARS BELOW: | |
"TIME: 4:04" | |
Max gets out of his car and casually strolls towards the | |
Del Amo Mall. | |
INT. ROBINSON'S MAY - DAY | |
Max, hands in pocket, strolls unhurriedly through the | |
Robinson's May store. | |
He walks around the store, keeping one eye peeled toward | |
the Designer Clothes section. He walks up to a jewelry | |
counter and begins looking at he pieces in the display | |
case, when a pretty, young SALESGIRL comes up to him. | |
SALESGIRL | |
Can I show you something? | |
MAX | |
Not right now. I'm just killing time | |
waiting for my wife. But thanks, | |
anyway. | |
SALESGIRL | |
Sure thing. If anything grabs you, | |
don't be shy. | |
MAX | |
Thanks, I won't. | |
She goes off. | |
He looks towards Designer Clothes and sees Jackie walking | |
out of the fitting room wearing the cool black suit. | |
AMY | |
Oh, my God. You look so cool. | |
Jackie moves over to the mirror and checks herself out. | |
Max looks back to the jewelry display case, saying under | |
his breath; | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
(low) | |
And away we go. | |
Jackie looks at her reflection in the mirror. Then she | |
lifts her eyes, meeting Max's across the room. Max gives | |
her a nod of his head to show he approves. Jackie smiles | |
and breaks contact, turning to Amy. We hear her say from | |
a distance. "This looks pretty good on me." | |
Max hears a commotion behind him and turns to see Louis | |
and Melanie hurriedly making their way towards Designer | |
Clothes. | |
He turns his attention back to browsing through dresses | |
on a rack. | |
He sees Louis and Melanie squabbling. | |
He sees Jackie disappear into the fitting room. | |
He sees Amy leaving the fitting room entrance. | |
He watches Melanie, by herself, watch Amy leave. Melanie | |
watches the fitting room for a few moments. Gathering her | |
courage, then makes her move, entering the fitting room. | |
Max smiles to himself, "so far so good" he thinks. He | |
throws a look towards Louis, only to see Louis staring | |
dead at him with an unhappy look on his face. Max returns | |
the look with a smile and a wave then turns his back on | |
his before he can see a reaction. | |
Max continues his fake browsing. | |
He sees Melanie come out of the fitting room carrying a | |
Robinson's May bag close to her chest. | |
She and Louis disappear. | |
He sees Jackie come out of the fitting room, go over to | |
Amy and buy the dress. Jackie goes into her act, acting | |
agitated and distracted as she talks to Amy, pays with | |
cash, then leaves stopping to say; | |
JACKIE | |
Oh, somebody left a shopping bag in | |
there. Looks like beach towels. | |
She's gone. | |
Amy is left alone by the cashier counter. | |
It's Max's turn. | |
As Max looks at Amy, then at the fitting room entrance, | |
he says to himself; | |
MAX | |
Max, old boy. You've spent nineteen | |
years dealing with people who take | |
incredible risks. You walk over to | |
that counter, you're gonna find out | |
what it's like. | |
Max takes a few moments... | |
... then walks over to Amy. | |
MAX | |
Excuse me, but my wife thinks she | |
left a bag of beach towels in the | |
fitting room? | |
AMY | |
Yeah, I think they're back there. Go | |
get 'em. There's nobody in there. I | |
think they're in the last stall. | |
MAX | |
Thanks. | |
Max walks toward the fitting room, enters it, walks down | |
the length of stalls, and stops in front of the last one. | |
He opens the door to the stall. Sitting in the corner is | |
the Robinson's May bag. He walks over to it, lifts out | |
the towels, and sees all that money. He replaces the | |
towels, picks up the bag and leaves. HE walks across the | |
Designer Clothes, passes by Amy, says; | |
MAX | |
Got 'em, thanks. | |
AMY | |
Sure thing. | |
Max walks unhurriedly toward the door that leads to the | |
parking lot. | |
EXT. PARKING LOT - DEL AMO MALL - DAY | |
He's outside; nobody's stopped him. He keeps walking | |
towards his blue Seville. He keeps walking unhurriedly, | |
never looking back. He gets to his car, uses opening the | |
car door as an excuse to look back at the mall. | |
It's normal. Nobody's after him, nobody's watching him. | |
He made it. It worked. | |
Max allows himself a smile, gets into his Cadillac with | |
his half-a-million bucks and drives away. | |
INT. SAM'S HOFFIN BRAUS - DAY | |
Ordell sits at the bar in Sam's drinking a screwdriver | |
and watching a stripper strip. | |
BARTENDER | |
There a Ordell here? | |
ORDELL | |
That's me. | |
The bartender hands him the phone. | |
BARTENDER | |
Don't talks all day. | |
Ordell takes the receiver. | |
INT. TOYOTA (MOVING) - DAY | |
A stressed Louis drives the Toyota, calling Ordell on | |
Ordell's tiny cellular. | |
LOUIS | |
It's Louis. | |
ORDELL | |
(now into phone) | |
Did you get it? | |
LOUIS | |
I got it. Listen, there's something | |
else I have to tell you. | |
ORDELL | |
When I see you. Pick me up at Sam's. | |
You count the money? | |
LOUIS | |
I haven't even looked at it yet, it's | |
still in the shopping bag. | |
ORDELL | |
Melanie must be dyin' to see it. | |
(pause) | |
Louis. | |
LOUIS | |
That's what I got to talk to you | |
about. You see, Melanie was giving me | |
a hard time - | |
ORDELL | |
- Not now, pick me up. | |
Louis hears the phone disconnect. | |
EXT. SAM'S HOFFIN BRAUR - DAY | |
The Toyota pulls up to the back of the bar. Ordell hops | |
in, the car takes off. | |
INT. TOYOTA (MOVING) - DAY | |
Oredell in the passenger seat, bends over to the | |
backseat, grabs the shopping bag, and brings it to his | |
lap. He looks like a kid at Christmas. | |
ORDELL | |
You keep drivin' down Ninth, to where | |
they got all them car dealerships. | |
We're gonna leave this heap in a | |
parking lot and get one the cops | |
don't know about. | |
(pause) | |
Hey, where's Melanie? | |
LOUIS | |
That's what I gotta tell you. She | |
bugged me the whole time. Got pissy | |
with me 'cause I wouldn't let her | |
carry the bag. Started running her | |
fuckin' mouth... I couldn't remember | |
right away when we came out where the | |
car was parked, so she got on me | |
about that. "Is it this aisle Lou-is, | |
is it that one?" She was totally | |
fuckin' with my nerves. | |
ORDELL | |
So what, you left her there. | |
LOUIS | |
I shot her. | |
Ordell just looks at him. | |
LOUIS (CONT'D) | |
I expect she's dead. | |
Ordell still doesn't say anything... then says; | |
ORDELL | |
You shot Melanie? | |
LOUIS | |
Twice. In the parking lot. | |
ORDELL | |
Couldn't talk to her? | |
LOUIS | |
You know how she is. | |
ORDELL | |
You couldn't just hit her? | |
LOUIS | |
Maybe... but at that moment... I | |
dunno... | |
ORDELL | |
You shot her twice? | |
LOUIS | |
Uh-huh. | |
ORDELL | |
So you're sure she's dead. | |
LOUIS | |
Pretty sure. | |
ORDELL | |
Where did you shoot her? | |
LOUIS | |
In the chest and stomach. | |
ORDELL | |
Well, if you had to do it, you had to | |
do it. What we don't want is that | |
bitch surviving on us. Anybody but | |
that woman. | |
Ordell shrugs it off, and digs into the shopping bag. He | |
pulls out the towels and sees forty-thousand dollars on | |
top of a bunch of paperbacks. His stomach drops. He just | |
looks inside the bag for the longest time. | |
Louis drives, oblivious to Ordell's dilemma. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
(quiet) | |
Louis? | |
LOUIS | |
(not looking at him) | |
What? | |
ORDELL | |
Where's the rest of it? | |
LOUIS | |
(looking at him) | |
How much it there? | |
ORDELL | |
Maybe forty, maybe not that much. | |
LOUIS | |
You said five hundred and fifty! | |
ORDELL | |
(calm) | |
So you light, ain't you. You light | |
about a half-a-million. | |
LOUIS | |
Look, that's the bag she came out | |
with. She never even put her hand in | |
it, and neither did I. | |
ORDELL | |
Came outta where? | |
LOUIS | |
The fitting room. It went down | |
exactly the way it was supposed to. | |
ORDELL | |
How long was she in there? | |
LOUIS | |
Maybe a minute. She came right out. | |
ORDELL | |
Louis, You tellin' me the truth? | |
LOUIS | |
Look, I swear to fucking god, she | |
came out with that bag and I took it | |
from her. | |
ORDELL | |
Then what? | |
LOUIS | |
We went to the parking lot. | |
ORDELL | |
Where you shot her. | |
LOUIS | |
That's right. | |
ORDELL | |
You sure she ain't somewhere with a | |
half-a-million dollars I worked my | |
ass off to earn? | |
Louis looks at Ordell; | |
LOUIS | |
(quietly) | |
Fuck you for asking me that. | |
ORDELL | |
Pull the car over. | |
Louis pulls it over, and stops on Ninth. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
What'd you shoot her with? | |
LOUIS | |
It's in there. | |
Ordell opens the glove box and takes out the Beretta. He | |
smells the end of the barrel. He releases the magazine. | |
LOUIS (CONT'D) | |
What's that gonna tell you" If I was | |
really pullin' a burn, I'd have taken | |
two out, wouldn't I? I thought you | |
trusted me. | |
Ordell looks at him. Louis didn't burn him. | |
CLOSEUP ORDELL | |
He thinks. | |
DISSOLVE TO: | |
CLOSEUP JACKIE | |
Holding a bunch of money, looking into the camera, and | |
saying with a smile; | |
JACKIE | |
Gotcha, nigga. | |
DISSOLVE BACK | |
TO: | |
CLOSEUP ORDELL | |
Jackie's gonna die. He slaps the magazine back into the | |
Beretta. | |
ORDELL | |
Okay, so it was Jackie Brown. | |
LOUIS | |
If she's got it, why didn't she take | |
it all? | |
ORDELL | |
'fore I blow that bitch's brains out, | |
I'll ask her. | |
LOUIS | |
Maybe the Feds got it. | |
ORDELL | |
If there were nothin; in here but | |
towels, maybe she didn't get a chance | |
to take it from her suitcase and | |
A.T.F. got it. But, she put these | |
fuckin' books in here to trick our | |
ass. | |
LOUIS | |
That's why I never checked it. The | |
bag felt right. | |
ORDELL | |
Then she throws forty thousand in | |
here, to rub the shit in my face, | |
know what I'm saying? She wants me to | |
know she ripped me off. | |
LOUIS | |
I don't know. Either she has it or | |
the Feds. | |
ORDELL | |
Or... | |
(pause) | |
... she gave it to somebody else | |
first, before Melanie went in the | |
dressing room. | |
It gets real quiet in the car, as Louis remembers | |
something. | |
LOUIS | |
Jesus Christ. | |
ORDELL | |
What? | |
LOUIS | |
You know who I saw in the dress | |
department? | |
ORDELL | |
Tell me. | |
LOUIS | |
I didn't really think anything of it. | |
No - I did wonder what he was doing | |
there, but didn't think it had | |
anything to do with us. You know like | |
maybe he was there with his wife or | |
girlfriend. | |
ORDELL | |
You gonna tell me who it was? | |
LOUIS | |
Max Cherry. | |
Ordell has to look away from Louis, takes a beat, then | |
looks back. | |
ORDELL | |
You see Max Cherry in the dress | |
department. We're about to be handed | |
half-a-million dollars - Man, look at | |
me when I'm talking to you! And you | |
don't think nothing of him being | |
there! | |
LOUIS | |
Do Max Cherry and Jackie Brown know | |
each other? | |
ORDELL | |
Hell, yes, they know each other. He | |
bonded her out of county. | |
LOUIS | |
How am I supposed to know that? | |
ORDELL | |
You know the motherfucker's a bail | |
bondsman, don't ya? You know every | |
last one of them motherfuckers is | |
crooked as hell? | |
LOUIS | |
Why should I think anything's weird, | |
if I don't know nothin' about them | |
knowing each other? | |
ORDELL | |
Man, I don't want to hear your | |
fuckin' excuses! | |
Louis gets mad. | |
LOUIS | |
I ain't givin' you fuckin' excuses, | |
I'm givin' you reasons. | |
ORDELL | |
Oh, you gonna tell me the reason you | |
lost all the goddam money I got in | |
the world! Let me tell you the | |
reason, motherfucker! The reason is, | |
your ass ain't worth a shit no more! | |
Louis turns into the hard convict on the yard, and tells | |
Ordell; | |
LOUIS | |
(hard) | |
You best back off. | |
We hear a BAM. | |
Louis jerks. | |
Ordell shot him. | |
Louis falls back against the car door, eyes wide open, | |
staring at Ordell. | |
Ordell takes the pistol, works the barrel up higher on | |
Louis' side, right under him arm, and shoots him again. | |
This time Louis' head BANGS against the car door window. | |
He slumps over - his life gone. | |
Ordell looks at him. | |
ORDELL | |
What the fuck happened to you, man? | |
Shit, your ass use'ta be beautiful. | |
Ordell takes the bag and gets out of the car, leaving | |
Louis' dead body there. | |
DISSOLVE TO: | |
MEDIUM NICOLET | |
NICOLET | |
You didn't tell me you were gonna do | |
some shopping. | |
INT. NICOLET'S OFFICE (A.T.F. HEADQUARTERS) - DAY | |
Jackie, still dressed in her cool black suit, sits in a | |
chair in Nicolet's office. Davidoff between the fingers | |
of one hand, she holds a small, white styrofoam cup of | |
coffee in he other. | |
Ray stands. | |
JACKIE | |
I thought I did. | |
NICOLET | |
You didn't. I would think with all | |
this on your mind, you'd wait till | |
after. | |
JACKIE | |
I got there early. I've had my eye on | |
this suit - Wait, let's start over. I | |
got there early. The idea was to try | |
on the suit, see if I liked it. If I | |
did, get them to wrap it up, and | |
change back into my uniform. That's | |
what Sheronda's expecting me to wear. | |
Go meet Sheronda, give her the bag | |
with fifty thousand, and go home. | |
NICOLET | |
But you didn't do that. | |
JACKIE | |
Because I didn't have it. Ray, I | |
swear, Melanie came in and grabbed | |
it. | |
(pause) | |
And someone killed her for it. | |
Nicolet looks at Jackie for a moment. | |
NICOLET | |
Where's the bag she gave you? | |
JACKIE | |
She didn't give me one. I told you | |
before, Melanie wasn't part of the | |
plan. Ordell must of told her to do | |
it. She bursts in, grabs the shopping | |
bag, and takes off. What am I | |
supposed to do, go after her? I'm in | |
my fucking underwear. I had to get | |
dressed before I could do anything. | |
So I put this back on 'cause could | |
put this on faster than I could my | |
uniform. | |
NICOLET | |
You took the time to pay the | |
saleswoman. | |
JACKIE | |
I had to. I was frantic. I didn't | |
know what to do. | |
NICOLET | |
What did you do after that? | |
JACKIE | |
I went looking for you. I went | |
straight to the bookstore, 'cause | |
that's where you were last time, but | |
you weren't there. How the hell else | |
am I supposed to let anybody know | |
what happened? You didn't tell me how | |
to do that, did you? I knew I was | |
under surveillance, so when I | |
couldn't spot anybody, I started | |
yelling. | |
NICOLET | |
There was a guy with Melanie? | |
JACKIE | |
Not in the fitting room. | |
CUT TO: | |
A YOUNG WOMAN A.T.F SURVEILLANCE AGENT | |
Pretends to shop. She watches Louis grab Melanie. | |
NICOLET (V.O.) | |
We had our agent on you. She sees a | |
blonde come out of the fitting room | |
carrying a Robinson's May bag and | |
tussle with a tough-looking white | |
guy. The white guy takes the shopping | |
bag and they go. | |
BACK TO OFFICE | |
NICOLET | |
This guy with Melanie, that was Louis | |
Gara? | |
JACKIE | |
I didn't see him. I was in my | |
underwear. If it was a white guy, it | |
was probably Louis. He kill Melanie? | |
NICOLET | |
It's possible. You're saying you | |
don't have any idea what happened to | |
that fifty thousand? | |
JACKIE | |
I have no idea. | |
NICOLET | |
You'd take a polygraph on it? | |
JACKIE | |
If it'll make you happy. | |
NICOLET | |
I sure hope you haven't done anything | |
dumb Jackie. | |
Dargus comes to the doorway... | |
DARGUS | |
(to Nicolet) | |
Can I have a word with you? | |
NICOLET | |
Sure. | |
They both leave, leaving Jackie all by herself in the | |
room, smoking. | |
They both come back in. | |
Nicolet continues, Dargus takes a seat in the corner | |
saying nothing. | |
NICOLET (CONT'D) | |
Louis Gara's dead. L.A.P.D. found him | |
dead in a car on Ninth. And we've | |
lost Ordell. | |
JACKIE | |
I thought you were watching him. | |
NICOLET | |
We were, and we lost him. He walked | |
into a strip bar sometime around | |
three thirty and never came out. The | |
bar was on Ninth, less than a mile- | |
and-a-half from where Louis was found | |
dead. It looks like Louis's friend | |
shot him twice at point blank range. | |
JACKIE | |
So what happens now? | |
NICOLET | |
We pick up Ordell. We've got three | |
murders we can link him to. We have | |
the storage unit where he keeps his | |
guns, by tomorrow we'll have a search | |
warrant to go in and get him. And we | |
have you. | |
JACKIE | |
What about me? | |
NICOLET | |
What about you? | |
JACKIE | |
Do you think I took some of that | |
money? | |
NICOLET | |
I have no evidence of your taking | |
anything. You didn't pay for your | |
snazzy new suit with marked bills; I | |
was glad to see that. You've been | |
helping us out, you gave us Melanie | |
and Louis. Melanie had a packet of | |
marked bills stuffed in her shorts | |
when they found her, which goes a | |
long way backing up your story. | |
Jackie listens. | |
NICOLET (CONT'D) | |
I'll settle for Ordell with the | |
marked bills. | |
NICOLET | |
If you have something else going on | |
you haven't told me about, it's | |
between you and Ordell. All I gotta | |
say is, you better hope we find him | |
before he finds you. | |
DISSOLVE TO: | |
CLOSEUP ORDELL | |
On the phone. | |
ORDEL | |
... I can't leave here today... Mr. | |
Walker, I ain't goin' nowhere till I | |
get my money... You wouldn't have | |
that fuckin' boat weren't for me. | |
Man, I'm learnin' real fast who my | |
friends are... Mr. Walker? | |
INT. FILTHY APARTMENT - DAY | |
Ordell turn to a glassy-eyed black female junkie nodding | |
on the couch named RAYNELLE. The filthy apartment we're | |
in belongs to her. | |
ORDELL | |
Can you believe that shit? | |
Motherfucker hung up on me. Ingrate | |
nigger. Do things for people and | |
that's how they treat you. Goddamn | |
girl, how can you live like this? | |
He dials another number. | |
RAYNELLE | |
(stoned) | |
Like what? | |
ORDELL | |
Girl, this shit is repugnant. | |
WINSTON (O.S.) | |
(on other end of phone) | |
Cherry Bail Bonds. | |
ORDELL | |
Let me speak to Max Cherry. | |
INT. CHERRY BAIL BONDS - DAY | |
Winston behind his desk, on the phone. | |
WINSTON | |
He ain't here right now. | |
ORDELL | |
He leave town? | |
WINSTON | |
He's around. | |
ORDELL | |
Give me his home number. | |
WINSTON | |
I'll give you his beeper. | |
CUT TO: | |
A YOUNG BLACK COMEDIAN ON TV | |
Def Comedy Jam plays on TV, a black comedian does a nasty | |
stand-up routine. | |
INT. FILTHY APARTMENT - NIGHT | |
Ordell and Raynelle sit on the couch watching Def Comedy | |
Jam; neither one is laughing. Raynelle's too stoned. | |
Ordell's too tense. The phone rings, he jumps on it | |
ORDELL | |
Hello. | |
INT. CHERRY BAIL BONDS - NIGHT | |
Max on the other end behind his desk. Winston sitting on | |
the edge of the desk listening. | |
MAX | |
I've been looking for you. | |
Ordell's up and off the couch pacing. | |
ORDELL | |
You know who this is? | |
MAX | |
Mister Robbie, isn't it? I have the | |
ten thousand you put up. Isn't that | |
why you called. | |
Ordell doesn't say anything. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
The bond collateral on Beaumont | |
Livingston you moved over to cover | |
Miss Brown, remember? | |
ORDELL | |
She got off, huh? | |
MAX | |
They decided to no-file. Tell me | |
where you are and I'll bring you your | |
money. | |
Ordell doesn't say anything. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
You still there? | |
ORDELL | |
Looky here, I know you helped her and | |
I know you know what I want Jackie | |
can tell me any story come in that | |
pretty head of hers. Long as at the | |
end of that story, she hands over my | |
money. She do that, we're still | |
friends. Now, she don't wanna be my | |
friend no more, tell her to think | |
about ol' Louis. And if she tries to | |
turn me in, I'll name her ass as my | |
accessory. We'll go upstate together. | |
Hand in handcuffed hand. Now that | |
shit's a promise, understand what I'm | |
sayin'? You tell her that, and I'll | |
call you back. | |
Ordell hangs up. Back in control. He looks to the TV. One | |
of the COMEDIANS cracks a joke. Ordell laughs. | |
Max looks at Winston. | |
MAX | |
You're right, that was Ordell. You | |
have time, you think you could find | |
out for me where he's staying? | |
WINSTON | |
Cops can't locate him, huh? | |
MAX | |
They don't have your winning | |
personality. | |
WINSTON | |
Sure thing. I don't have to know what | |
I'm doing, long as you know. | |
MAX | |
I think I do. Is that good enough? | |
EXT. MOTEL - NIGHT | |
A low-rent motel. We hear a phone ring inside one of the | |
rooms. | |
INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT | |
Jackie lies on a hotel bed, wearing a long t-shirt and | |
panties, watching TV that's chained to the wall. | |
She answers the phone. | |
JACKIE | |
Hello. | |
INT. MAX'S OFFICE - NIGHT | |
Max on the phone in his office, alone. | |
MAX | |
I know where he is. | |
This gets her attention. She picks up the remote to the | |
TV set and zaps the sound. | |
JACKIE | |
How'd you find out? | |
MAX | |
All Winston had to do was ask around. | |
Ordell's living in Long Beach with a | |
woman junkie. | |
JACKIE | |
How does Winston find him if A.T.F. | |
and all the local Police can't? | |
MAX | |
People talk to Winston. He's street, | |
same as them, they trust him. They | |
get busted, they know somebody who | |
can bond them out. I thought I might | |
drop in on him. He'll no doubt be | |
surprised to see me. | |
JACKIE | |
He's liable to shoot you. | |
MAX | |
On the phone I told him I have the | |
ten thousand he put up for your bond. | |
I could bring the money and the | |
papers for him to sign. Walk out and | |
call the Sheriff's department. | |
Jackie gets off the bed. | |
JACKIE | |
Ray wants him. | |
MAX | |
Everybody wants him, he's a homicide | |
suspect. It doesn't matter who brings | |
him in, he's gonna name you as an | |
accessory. | |
Jackie lights up a Davidoff. | |
JACKIE | |
That's why A.T.F.'s gotta make the | |
case. I'm their witness. They | |
wouldn't have a case without me. If | |
it's his word against mine, who are | |
they gonna believe? | |
MAX | |
It's not that simple. | |
Phone in one hand, smoke in the other, Jackie begins | |
pacing back and forth. | |
JACKIE | |
It never was, so I'm not gonna start | |
worrying about it now. Look, Ray more | |
or less believes my story, and he | |
more or less doesn't care. All he | |
really gives a shit about is getting | |
Ordell. | |
MAX | |
So how do we give Ordell to Nicolet? | |
JACKIE | |
Get Ordell to come to your office. | |
MAX | |
Set him up. | |
JACKIE | |
Uh-huh. | |
MAX | |
Tell him you want to see him? | |
JACKIE | |
Tell him I want to give him his | |
money. | |
MAX | |
Why? | |
JACKIE | |
I've chickened out. I'm afraid of | |
him. He'll like that. | |
MAX | |
What do you tell Nicolet? | |
JACKIE | |
Ordell called and wants to meet me | |
and I'm scared. | |
MAX | |
We get Ordell to come to my office. | |
Nicolet - is he already there, or | |
does he come busting in while we're | |
chatting? | |
Jackie takes a drag. | |
JACKIE | |
He's already there. | |
MAX | |
What if he hears something he's not | |
supposed to? | |
JACKIE | |
Well, we don't let that happen, now | |
do we? | |
EXT. FILTHY APARTMENT - NIGHT | |
Max at the front door or Raynelle's apartment. He pounds | |
on the door. | |
Ordell throws open the door. | |
ORDELL | |
What the fuck you doin' knockin on | |
the door like the goddamn police? You | |
lookin' to get shot? | |
MAX | |
I thought you might be asleep. | |
ORDELL | |
You keep fuckin' with me, you're | |
gonna be asleep forever. | |
He looks past Max. | |
MAX | |
I'm alone. | |
ORDELL | |
Git your ass in here. | |
Max enters, Ordell slams the door. | |
As Ordell turns away from the door, Maxis reaching into | |
his coat. Ordell brings his Beretta up at Max. | |
ORDELL | |
You better freeze, motherfucker! | |
Max freezes, his hand in his coat pocket. | |
MAX | |
You want your money? Your bond | |
refund? | |
He takes his hand out, it's holding stack of bills | |
wrapped in a rubber band. He tosses it to Ordell, who | |
catches it with his free hand. | |
ORDELL | |
That's all? | |
MAX | |
I have a bond receipt for you to | |
sign. | |
ORDELL | |
You know what the fuck I'm talkin' | |
about. You talk to her? | |
MAX | |
She wants to give you your money. If | |
she didn't, there'd be cops batter- | |
ramming the door right now. | |
ORDELL | |
How'd you find me? | |
MAX | |
Winston found you. | |
ORDELL | |
How the fuck did he find me? | |
MAX | |
That's what Winston does. He finds | |
people who don't want to be found. | |
ORDELL | |
Well, bully for that nigga. You say | |
she wants to give me the money, huh? | |
MAX | |
Uh-huh. | |
ORDELL | |
Well, give it to me then. | |
MAX | |
She wants to give it to you herself | |
and collect her ten percent. She also | |
wants to explain why she had to hold | |
on to it. | |
ORDELL | |
I'd like to hear that too. Turn | |
around and put your hands on your | |
head. | |
Max does this, Ordell pats him down. | |
MAX | |
Jackie didn't trust Melanie. She'd | |
already tried to get Jackie to go in | |
with her, split the half million | |
amongst themselves. What she did was | |
take quite a risk to see you get your | |
money. | |
ORDELL | |
Lift up your pant leg. You help her? | |
MAX | |
All I did was walk out with it. | |
ORDELL | |
And you did that to protect my | |
interest? | |
MAX | |
In a way, yes. | |
ORDELL | |
My ass be dumb, but I'm not a | |
dumbass. Go sit over there on the | |
couch. | |
Max does. | |
MAX | |
This place stinks. | |
ORDELL | |
You get used to it after a while. Now | |
tell me where my money's at. | |
MAX | |
My office. | |
ORDELL | |
And where's Jackie? | |
MAX | |
She's been there since Thursday | |
night. | |
ORDELL | |
She wanted to see me, why wasn't she | |
home? | |
MAX | |
She was afraid. | |
ORDELL | |
(laughs) | |
That I gotta see. | |
MAX | |
She still is. She doesn't want to get | |
shot before she can tell you what | |
happened. | |
ORDELL | |
Have her bring the money here. | |
MAX | |
It's in the safe. She can't get at | |
it. | |
ORDELL | |
Call her, tell her the combination. | |
MAX | |
I'm telling you, you got her spooked. | |
She won't leave there till you have | |
your money and you're gone. | |
ORDELL | |
You expect me to just walk in there? | |
MAX | |
If she wanted to set you up, you'd be | |
in custody right now. When you said | |
you'd name her as an accessory she | |
believed you. That scares her more | |
than anything. | |
ORDELL | |
That's why she's givin' up my money | |
huh? Not that bullshit about Melanie. | |
I didn't trust her ass neither, but I | |
knew how to handle her. She was my | |
blonde-headed little surfer gal. I | |
fuckin' told Louis he could've just | |
given her a punch in the mouth, he | |
didn't need to shoot her. She's at | |
your office. | |
MAX | |
Uh-huh. | |
ORDELL | |
By herself. That big mandingo nigga | |
Winston ain't there, is he? | |
MAX | |
She's all alone. | |
ORDELL | |
I call your office, she better answer | |
the phone. | |
MAX | |
She will. | |
INT. CHERRY BAIL BONDS - NIGHT | |
Jackie on the phone with Ordell, sitting behind Max's | |
desk. | |
JACKIE | |
I'll be here. Se ya' in a bit. | |
She hangs up the phone. Then starts dialing again... | |
INT. RAY NICOLET'S APARTMENT - NIGHT | |
A STEDICAM glides through the apartment, it falls on a | |
beeper "beeping", a gun, a wallet and car keys on a | |
dresser drawer... it leaves that and lands on a TV | |
screen: Tom Snyder is interviewing a guest on his show | |
... it leaves that and falls on two empty and one quarter- | |
filled beer bottles... it leaves that and falls on a | |
sleeping Ray Nicolet passed out in his reclining chair. | |
The sound of Tom Snyder and the faint beeping are heard | |
offscreen. | |
EXT. FILTHY APARTMENT - NIGHT | |
They leave the apartment walking to Max's car. | |
ORDELL | |
All the time I've known her, I never | |
heard her sound scared like that. | |
Ordinarily she's too cool for school. | |
I'm driving, gimme the keys. | |
Max hands him the keys. They climb in. | |
INT. CHERRY BAIL BONDS - NIGHT | |
Jackie sitting behind the desk. She opens the drawer to | |
her right, Max's .38 sits there. She closes the drawer. | |
INT. CADILLAC (MOVING) - NIGHT | |
Ordell behind the wheel, Max the passenger. Ordell plays | |
the radio, he likes the song and turns it up. | |
BACK TO JACKIE | |
Sitting alone in the office, she gets up and turns off | |
the lights. The office goes dark. No music. | |
BACK TO ORDELL AND MAX | |
The song plays LOUD. Ordell moves his head to the music | |
slightly. Mak sits silently in the passenger seat, | |
sneaking a look at Ordell every once in a while. | |
BACK TO JACKIE | |
Sitting behind Max's desk in the dark. She takes out her | |
Davidoffs and lights one up with her Bic. Her face is | |
illuminated for a moment - then it's out. She exhales a | |
drag. No music. | |
BACK TO ORDELL | |
CLOSEUP ORDELL | |
His face is ice, the music is LOUD. | |
BACK TO JACKIE | |
CLOSEUP JACKIE | |
She's cool as a breeze, smoking her brand. No music. | |
BACK TO ORDELL AND MAX | |
Music is LOUD. Ordell's driving. Max says; | |
MAX | |
It's the next street. | |
ORDELL | |
I know where it is. | |
MAX | |
Turn left. | |
ORDELL | |
I know where to turn. | |
BACK TO JACKIE | |
Sitting behind Max's desk. Headlights shine in the | |
window. She is lit by them. She puts out her Davidoff and | |
sits back in the chair. The light source cuts off. | |
BACK TO ORDELL AND MAX | |
Sitting in the parked Cadillac. Ordell has just turned | |
off the lights and turns to Max, Beretta in hand. | |
ORDELL | |
My money's in that office, right? | |
MAX | |
Uh-huh. | |
ORDELL | |
She starts givin' me some bullshit | |
about it ain't there. It's somewhere | |
else and we can go get it. | |
(he holds up his Beretta) | |
I'm shootin' you in the head right | |
then and there. Then I'm gonna shoot | |
her in the kneecap, find out where my | |
godamn money is. I go walkin' in | |
there and that nigga Winston or | |
anybody else is in there, you're the | |
first man shot, understand what I'm | |
sayin'? | |
MAX | |
Yeah. | |
ORDELL | |
Now, is there anything you want to | |
tell me before we get out of this | |
car? | |
MAX | |
No. | |
ORDELL | |
You sure? | |
MAX | |
Yes. | |
ORDELL | |
You better be, motherfucker. | |
EXT. CHERRY BAIL BONDS - NIGHT | |
They both get out of the Cadillac. Ordell sticks his gun | |
in his pants. | |
ORDELL | |
Get ahead of me and open the door. | |
Max steps in front of him, puts his keys in the lock and | |
opens the door. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Step inside easy. | |
Max does. | |
Max sees; Jackie sitting at his desk in the dark. | |
Ordell sees this, too and moves past Max. | |
ORDELL (CONT'D) | |
Hey, girl, what the hell you sitting | |
in the goddamn dark for? | |
Max sees; Ordell moves past him... then he sees the | |
bathroom door on the left side of the desk open, throwing | |
light into the room, onto Jackie and the figure who steps | |
out of the bathroom... Mark Dargus. | |
Max sees; Ordell looks to Dargus, then back to Jackie. | |
Then Jackie says; | |
JACKIE | |
Mark... | |
(raising her voice) | |
... he's got a gun! | |
Max sees; Ordell almost jumps, his arm goes to the | |
Beretta in his pants... | |
... just as Dargus raises his gun and SHOOTS him three | |
times in the chest... | |
... Ordell drops o the ground like a sack of potatoes, he | |
lands at Max's feet. | |
Max looks down and sees Ordell's head by his shoes, look | |
of panic still on his face, dead as fried chicken. | |
Max sees Dargus come over, bending on one nee next to | |
Ordell's body. | |
Max looks over at Jackie, still behind the desk. She | |
looks eyes with Max for a moment, then stands and walks | |
over to the body. | |
Then Max sees ONE SHERIFF DEPUTY step out of the dark | |
holding a shogun ... then another... then Winston step | |
out of the bathroom. | |
DARGUS | |
He's dead. | |
Dargus looks up at Max; | |
DARGUS (CONT'D) | |
Does he have the marked bills on him? | |
Max still shaken; | |
MAX | |
In his inside coat pocket. | |
Dargus reaches in and pulls out the envelope containing | |
the forty-thousand marked dollars. | |
Max looks at Jackie. | |
She looks down at the dead Ordell with no expression, | |
just light up another Davidoff. | |
Dargus looks up at Max; | |
DARGUS | |
Why were you with him? | |
MAX | |
I went to give him his refund, so he | |
wouldn't have to come here. | |
DARGUS | |
How'd you know where he was? | |
MAX | |
I found out. | |
DARGUS | |
And you didn't tell the Police? | |
MAX | |
I told Jackie, and Jackie said you | |
wanted him. | |
Dargus looks down at he man he just killed. | |
JACKIE | |
Remember when Ray said you hoped | |
you'd get him before he got me? | |
Dargus looks up and nods his head. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Well, you did. Thank you. | |
She takes a drag on her Davidoff. | |
FADE TO BLACK | |
INT. CHERRY BAIL BONDS - DAY | |
As opposed to the last scene late at night, it's early | |
morning. Max sits at his desk, filling out a report. | |
A SUB-TITLE APPEARS BELOW: | |
"TEN DAYS LATER" | |
Max hears someone go; | |
JACKIE (O.S.) | |
Knock knock. | |
Max looks up and sees Jackie Brown, standing in the | |
doorway. She smiles at him. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Hey. | |
MAX FLASHES ON Jackie behind the desk. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Mark... he's got a gun! | |
Dargus shoots Ordell, Ordell drops. | |
BACK TO OFFICE | |
Max smiles back. | |
MAX | |
Hey, you. | |
Jackie walks toward him. | |
JACKIE | |
I got your package. It was fun | |
getting a half-a-million dollars in | |
the mail. | |
MAX | |
Less ten percent. | |
JACKIE | |
Yeah, your fee. I had to figure that | |
out, since there wasn't no note. | |
She sits in the chair in front of his desk. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Only this isn't a bail bond, Max. | |
MAX | |
I hesitated taking that much. | |
JACKIE | |
You worked for it - if you're sure that's all | |
you want. | |
MAX | |
I'm sure. | |
Pause between them. | |
JACKIE | |
I'm leaving, I have my things in my | |
car. Why don't you walk out with me? | |
I want to show you something. | |
Max hesitates. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
Come on, Max. I won't hurt you. | |
He smiles and gets up from the desk. | |
As she stands, Jackie says; | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
I saw Ray the other day. Boy is he | |
pissed he missed all the excitement. | |
MAX | |
What's he doing? | |
JACKIE | |
He's on to a new thing. He's after a | |
guy who owns a gun shop he says is | |
"woefully and wantonly" selling | |
assault rifles to minors. He says | |
he's gonna take him down if it's the | |
last thing he does. | |
MAX | |
Did you tell him you were leaving? | |
JACKIE | |
I told him I might. | |
EXT. CHERRY BAIL BONDS - DAY | |
They walk outside and Max sees Ordell's black Mercedes | |
convertible. | |
MAX | |
That's Ordell's. | |
JACKIE | |
They've confiscated all his other | |
stuff. But this one's sorta left | |
over. The registration's in the glove | |
box, the keys were under the seat... | |
What's a matter" haven't you ever | |
borrowed someone's car? | |
MAX | |
Not after they're dead. | |
She walks around to the other side of the car, and looks | |
at him across the black Mercedes. | |
JACKIE | |
I didn't use you, Max. | |
MAX | |
I didn't say you did. | |
JACKIE | |
I never lied to you. | |
MAX | |
I know. | |
JACKIE | |
We're partners. | |
MAX | |
I'm fifty-five-years old. I can't | |
blame anybody for anything I do. | |
JACKIE | |
Do you blame yourself for helping me? | |
He shakes his head 'no.' | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
'd feel a whole lot better if you | |
took some more money. | |
MAX | |
(smiling) | |
You'll get over that. | |
Jackie smiles. | |
MAX (CONT'D) | |
Where're you going? | |
JACKIE | |
Spain. | |
MAX | |
Madrid or Barcelona? | |
JACKIE | |
Start off in Madrid. Ever been there? | |
He shakes his head 'no.' | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
I hear they don't eat dinner till | |
midnight. | |
Max doesn't say anything. | |
JACKIE | |
Wanna go? | |
MAX | |
Thanks, but you have a good time. | |
JACKIE | |
Sure I can't twist your arm? | |
MAX | |
Thank you for saying that, but no. My | |
business. | |
JACKIE | |
I thought you were tired of your | |
business? | |
MAX | |
I'm just tired in general. | |
JACKIE | |
Are you scared of me? | |
Max smiles and holds up two fingers, close to each other. | |
MAX | |
A little bit. | |
Jackie smiles back. | |
JACKIE | |
Come over here. | |
Max does. | |
They give each other a long, tender kiss. | |
She breaks it. | |
JACKIE (CONT'D) | |
I'll send you a postcard, partner. | |
THE END | |
Story by | |
Rick Berman Brannon Braga | |
Ronald D. Moore | |
Screenplay by | |
Brannon Braga Ronald D. Moore | |
First Draft | |
September 29, 1995 | |
1 A BLACK VOID 1 | |
We can hear movement. Strange skittering sounds, like | |
razor-claws on metal... the hiss of pneumatic hoses... | |
the whirr and click of servos... liquid gurgling... an | |
eerie, alien cacophony. | |
2 EARTH 2 | |
appears, hanging now in the starry blackness. The | |
alien noises continue, and far in the distance we hear | |
the muffled THUMP of what could be a distant explosion. | |
Alien TEXT suddenly appears next to Earth, and we | |
REVEAL we are in -- | |
3 INT. BORG RECON CENTER 3 | |
The image of Earth is actually on a monitor, which is | |
only one of DOZENS of MONITORS covering a huge wall. | |
We don't see anything of the rest of the room, but the | |
technology in view is distinctly alien and bizarre -- | |
a mixture of organic and mechanical elements. | |
Circuitry and optical cabling are side-by-side with | |
what looks almost like arteries and organs. We can | |
still hear the creepy skittering and gurgling noises. | |
Occasionally, a SHADOWY FORM sweeps past the camera, | |
vaguely humanoid but we can't tell who or what it is. | |
All of the monitors are active, and they present myriad | |
IMAGES and SOUND -- all related to EARTH HISTORY. The | |
screens show everything from written Chinese... to | |
Renaissance paintings... to black and white newsreel | |
footage of World War Two... to what look like clips of | |
space battles from the 24th century. The entire range | |
of human history dancing across the monitors. The | |
effect is dizzying -- we get the feeling that whoever | |
is watching this is studying the human race. | |
There is another THUMP and the wall of monitors | |
SHUDDERS slightly. We hear the VOICE of what we will | |
come to know as the BORG COLLECTIVE -- thousands of | |
voices speaking at once : | |
BORG | |
Restrict search parameters to 1-9- | |
9-8 through 2-0-8-4. | |
The images on the monitors now change to show us images | |
from 21ST CENTURY Earth history. | |
Again, it's a collection of still photography, video | |
footage, text, artwork, etc. We hear snippets of sound- | |
bites, music, speeches from the period. A lot of | |
enticing details. As the images race across the | |
monitors, we should learn the following. | |
-- The turn of the 21st century brought chaos. | |
Regional wars, the collapse of the United Nations. | |
Societal break-down. Crime, starvation, desperation. | |
-- A Third World War. Nuclear explosions, | |
environmental disasters, tens of millions dead. The | |
United States ceases to exist. All political authority | |
vanishes. Humanity teetering on the edge of the Second | |
Dark Age. | |
-- The image of a single man -- ZEPHRAM COCHRANE. A | |
visionary scientist. He see the spacecraft he created | |
out of a nuclear missile. He flies the first warp | |
test, breaking the light barrier. It changes history. | |
-- Grainy black and white images of a VULCAN SCOUT SHIP | |
landing on Earth. They saw Cochrane's flight, followed | |
him back to Earth, and made First Contact with the | |
human race. | |
-- Humanity turns the corner. First Contact with an | |
alien civilization brings the planet together as never | |
before. Humans and Vulcans working together, beginning | |
to solve long-standing problems with new technology. | |
We see an early replicator producing food for the | |
starving millions. A new World Government is formed. | |
-- People from planet Earth and people from Vulcan form | |
an Alliance. They call it the United Federation of | |
Planets. And they commission a fleet of starships for | |
protection and exploration. They call it Starfleet. | |
-- These are images recounting the birth of the Star | |
Trek universe. | |
Another muffled EXPLOSION, this one stronger, SHAKES | |
the entire wall. One of the monitors BLOWS OUT in a | |
shower of sparks. And now a new voice, a woman's | |
voice, low, threatening, with a slight metallic | |
inflection, speaks for the first time: | |
WOMAN'S VOICE | |
Stop search. Calculate temporal | |
coordinates. J-Fourteen. | |
Another explosion ROCKS the room and it takes us to: | |
4 EXT. SPACE - A BORG SPHERE 4 | |
A huge, spherical Borg warship as it takes a phaser | |
shot from an unseen vessel. The BLAST smashes into the | |
Borg Sphere, but the massive ship continues. The | |
Sphere returns FIRE. FOLLOW the Borg fire to -- | |
5 A FEDERATION STARSHIP 5 | |
locked in battle with the Borg Sphere. The Borg fire | |
DESTROYS the Federation ship in a fiery blast. | |
6 NEW ANGLE 6 | |
as the Borg Sphere flies away from the wreckage of the | |
decimated starship, and as it does, we reveal that this | |
is just one small part of -- | |
7 A MASSIVE SPACE BATTLE 7 | |
involving dozens of Starfleet and Borg vessels, engaged | |
in a fierce FIREFIGHT as far as the eye can see. Ships | |
turning, twisting, firing, exploding. Lots of movement. | |
It's a spectacular sight. | |
The Borg Sphere is moving away from the battle, heading | |
off in another direction. | |
8 NEW ANGLE 8 | |
In the middle of the battle. A BORG CUBE is attacking | |
a smaller Federation starship. The starship is taking | |
quite a beating... explosions all along the hull... it | |
doesn't look like it can take much more of this. | |
Suddenly a spread of FOUR TORPEDOES come blazing in | |
from O.C. The torpedoes SLAM into the Borg ship, | |
causing massive damage. | |
9 THE USS ENTERPRISE NCC 1701-E 9 | |
SOARS into view and moves to protect the beleaguered | |
starship. | |
The Enterprise is Starfleet's newest and most powerful | |
vessel. An elegant and majestic ship. But unlike the | |
last Enterprise, Starfleet has opted for a more | |
muscular vessel and the hull is studded with weapons | |
and other defensive armory. We get the feeling this | |
Enterprise is ready for anything. | |
10 INT. ENTERPRISE-E - BRIDGE 10 | |
The Bridge has been redesigned. A single Captain's | |
chair dominates the room, and surrounding consoles and | |
stations all face inward instead of out, giving Picard | |
instant access to his officers. PICARD in the | |
Captain's chair. RIKER at a new Ops station. DATA at | |
the helm. WORF at Tactical. TROI at Communications, | |
various CREWMEMBERS at their posts. The ship is at Red | |
Alert and everyone is tense. | |
PICARD | |
Signal the Endeavor to fall back. | |
We'll cover them. | |
TROI | |
Aye, sir. | |
She works her console. | |
11 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE BORG SHIP 11 | |
The Endeavor moves off as the Borg FIRE at the | |
Enterprise and BLASTS the saucer section. This should | |
also produce an unusual effect -- instead of the | |
traditional "bubble" shielding, the new armor of this | |
Enterprise ABSORBS the blast and dissipates the energy | |
across the hull. The ship is undamaged. | |
12 INT. BRIDGE 12 | |
The ship is ROCKED by the blast. | |
DATA | |
Dispersive armor is holding. | |
PICARD | |
Bring us about. Target Borg ship | |
alpha four, port side battery. | |
WORF | |
Port battery, ready sir! | |
PICARD | |
Fire. | |
13 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE 13 | |
As RAPID PHASER SHOTS leap out from half a dozen points | |
along the ship's port side. (NOTE: The phasers also | |
look different, more along the lines of a gatling gun). | |
The Borg Cube EXPLODES. The Enterprise flies through | |
the debris. | |
14 INT. BRIDGE 14 | |
Including MAIN VIEWSCREEN, which has a view of the | |
chaotic battle surrounding them. Another Borg vessel | |
looms into view. | |
PICARD | |
Starboard battery -- fire. | |
15 EXT. SPACE 15 | |
The Enterprise fires a burst of phasers -- but this | |
time, the phasers have no effect. We see a strange | |
SHIELDING appears around the Borg ship. | |
16 INT. BRIDGE 16 | |
On the main viewer, the massive Borg ship looms closer. | |
DATA | |
The Borg ship has modified its | |
shields, Captain. Our phasers | |
will no longer be effective. | |
PICARD | |
Ready quantum torpedo. | |
WORF | |
Aye, sir. Only three left. | |
Another JOLT as we're hit. | |
GEORDI'S COM VOICE | |
La Forge to bridge. | |
PICARD | |
Go ahead. | |
INTERCUT: | |
17 INT. MAIN ENGINEERING 17 | |
Where GEORDI and N.D. Engineers are rushing about, hard | |
at work. Geordi is no longer wearing his VISOR -- he | |
now has artificial ocular implants for eyes. They have | |
a distinctive electronic look to them. | |
GEORDI | |
Captain, I'm starting to worry | |
about the hull integrity. We've | |
been running the support field at | |
full power for three hours | |
straight. I don't know how much | |
longer it's going to hold up. | |
PICARD | |
Understood. Keep me informed. | |
END INTERCUT: | |
18 INT. BRIDGE 18 | |
The Borg cube is huge on the main viewer as the | |
Enterprise rushes toward it. | |
TROI | |
Incoming transmission from the | |
Borg. | |
PICARD | |
On screen. | |
Data works and the viewer changes to a view of the | |
INTERIOR of the BORG CUBE. A vast CHAMBER crammed with | |
HUNDREDS of BORG DRONES standing upright in individual | |
alcoves. They're everywhere -- on the ceiling, walls, | |
floor. This is a BORG COLLECTIVE -- hundreds of Borg | |
that form a gigantic "hive" mind. The Borg are half- | |
man half machine. No individual personalities. No | |
feelings. They have only one goal in life: to | |
assimilate new races into their collective. To become | |
a Borg is to experience living death. When they speak, | |
they speak as a collective -- thousands of voices | |
speaking as one: | |
BORG | |
Your defense perimeter is | |
useless. You will be assimilated. | |
PICARD | |
(to Borg) | |
Break off your attack. By now, | |
you must realize you can't win... | |
BORG | |
Your opinion is irrelevant. We | |
are the Borg. Resistance is | |
futile. | |
PICARD | |
We'll see about that... | |
(to Worf) | |
Fire. | |
Worf works. | |
19 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE - CLOSE ON TORPEDO BAY 19 | |
A QUANTUM TORPEDO BLASTS out of the launcher and heads | |
toward the Borg cube. This torpedo is completely | |
different than the traditional photon torpedo. It | |
oscillates and changes shape and color as it streaks | |
toward the Borg ship. | |
20 THE BORG SHIP 20 | |
as the quantum torpedo HITS IT. But instead of | |
exploding on the surface, the torpedo PIERCES the ship | |
like an armor-piercing shell and momentarily VANISHES | |
from view. The ship then EXPLODES like a star going | |
supernova -- bright light and shock waves. | |
21 INT. BRIDGE 21 | |
The ship is ROCKED violently by the shock wave. People | |
hanging on. | |
DATA | |
Main power still on-line, Captain. | |
Riker looks at his console. | |
RIKER | |
Casualties are light, Captain. | |
Minor buckling on the port | |
nacelle. Nothing serious. | |
WORF | |
Incoming message from the Starship | |
Intrepid. Admiral Hayes. | |
PICARD | |
On screen. | |
The viewer shows ADMIRAL HAYES on the Bridge of his | |
starship. | |
ADMIRAL HAYES | |
The new quantum torpedoes are | |
doing the trick, Jean-Luc. We've | |
destroyed forty-seven Borg ships | |
so far... and only lost fifteen of | |
our own. | |
(beat) | |
But one of the Borg ships has | |
broken through our defenses, and | |
it's heading directly for Earth. | |
Can you handle it? | |
PICARD | |
Absolutely. | |
ADMIRAL HAYES | |
Good hunting. Hayes out. | |
PICARD | |
Mister Data, set a pursuit course. | |
Maximum warp. | |
22 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE 22 | |
as it breaks away from the battle...and races INTO | |
WARP. | |
23 EXT. SPACE - EARTH 23 | |
There are Starfleet satellites and space stations in | |
close orbit. The Borg Sphere seen before enters frame. | |
The satellites open fire, but they have little effect | |
on the massive Borg Sphere, which returns fire, | |
EXPLODING them in orbit. | |
The Sphere heads down toward the Earth... | |
24 INT. BRIDGE 24 | |
DATA | |
We are approaching the Terran | |
System, Captain. | |
PICARD | |
Go to impulse. Where's the Borg | |
ship? | |
DATA | |
It has entered Earth orbit. | |
(off console) | |
Correction -- it is not in orbit. | |
It is heading directly toward the | |
surface. | |
PICARD | |
What? | |
Picard gets up, moves to Data's console. | |
RIKER | |
(incredulous) | |
Some sort of suicide tactic? | |
DATA | |
Unknown, sir. Suicide tactics are | |
not normally associated with the | |
Borg. | |
Data reacts to his console. | |
DATA | |
Sensors show a temporal signature | |
emanating from the Sphere. High | |
concentrations of tachyons... | |
Picard studies Data's monitor. | |
PICARD | |
And chronometric particles... it's | |
as though they're trying to create | |
a temporal vortex... | |
A beat as Picard makes a shocking realization. | |
PICARD | |
Time travel... they're attempting | |
time travel... | |
(beat) | |
Full power, Mister Data. Worf, | |
quantum torpedoes at my command! | |
WORF | |
Aye, sir. | |
25 EXT. EARTH'S ATMOSPHERE 25 | |
The Borg Sphere GLOWING RED and beginning to burn with | |
friction as it PLUMMETS toward Earth... | |
26 NEW ANGLE - THE ENTERPRISE 26 | |
plunging down into the atmosphere, giving chase... | |
27 INT. BRIDGE 27 | |
Urgent. | |
WORF | |
Range -- fifty kilometers. | |
DATA | |
A temporal vortex is forming | |
directly ahead of the Sphere. | |
28 EXT. EARTH'S ATMOSPHERE 28 | |
Just ahead of the Sphere we see a TEMPORAL VORTEX | |
opening -- a maelstrom of light and energy stretching | |
into infinity. ENERGY explodes from the vortex as the | |
Sphere begins to go inside... | |
29 THE ENTERPRISE 29 | |
as it's HIT by the tremendous energy blast from the | |
vortex. The ship spins around, nearly rips apart. | |
30 INT. BRIDGE 30 | |
Everyone THROWN to the deck. Consoles sparking. Power | |
failing. SHAKING. | |
RIKER | |
Main power off-line! | |
DATA | |
Switching to emergency back-ups. | |
Riker checks a console. | |
RIKER | |
We're caught in some kind of | |
energy wake from the vortex... | |
PICARD | |
Worf... torpedo... now! | |
Worf works... | |
31 EXT. EARTH'S ATMOSPHERE 31 | |
Another QUANTUM TORPEDO is launched from the | |
Enterprise. But just before it hits the Borg Sphere, | |
the Sphere VANISHES inside the vortex. The torpedo | |
hits the roiling energy of the Vortex and detonates | |
with a harmless flash. The Vortex itself starts | |
COLLAPSING... | |
32 INT. BRIDGE 32 | |
The shaking subsides. | |
DATA | |
I have helm control. | |
PICARD | |
Where's the Sphere? | |
WORF | |
They have traveled into the | |
vortex... through time. | |
Disturbed reactions. | |
DATA | |
The vortex is collapsing, sir. | |
PICARD | |
Contact Starfleet Command. | |
WORF | |
No response. | |
(reacts to console) | |
I'm not reading any Starfleet com | |
traffic in this entire sector. | |
TROI | |
(off console) | |
Captain, I've scanned the planet. | |
The atmosphere contains a high | |
concentration of methane, carbon | |
monoxide and fluorine. The oceans | |
have been chemically altered, as | |
well. | |
PICARD | |
On screen. | |
She works, and on the View screen EARTH appears as seen | |
from orbit. The crystal blue marble is now covered by | |
a thick, turbulent DARK ATMOSPHERE -- polluted and | |
ugly. Reactions. | |
PICARD | |
Life signs? | |
TROI | |
Population... thirty-five | |
billion... | |
(reacts) | |
All Borg. | |
A shocking moment. | |
DATA | |
(off console) | |
The planet's surface is covered | |
with Borg technology. | |
(beat) | |
So is the moon... and three other | |
planets in this solar system. | |
TROI | |
But how? | |
PICARD | |
They must've done it in the | |
past... they went back and | |
changed history... | |
RIKER | |
(stunned) | |
They did it... they assimilated | |
Earth. | |
WORF | |
But if they changed history... | |
then why are we still here? | |
DATA | |
We were caught in the temporal | |
wake from the vortex. It must | |
have protected us from any changes | |
in the time-line. | |
Worf's console sounds an alarm. | |
WORF | |
Captain, there are five Borg ships | |
closing in on our position. | |
PICARD | |
(making a decision) | |
Data, set a course for that | |
vortex. | |
TROI | |
Captain...? | |
PICARD | |
We have to follow them back... | |
repair whatever damage they've | |
done to that time-line. | |
DATA | |
(working) | |
Course laid in. Engaging impulse | |
engines. | |
The ship is suddenly ROCKED. | |
33 EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE BORG SHIPS (OPTICAL) 33 | |
The Enterprise is being chased by FIVE BORG SHIPS as it | |
heads down toward the planet. The Borg vessels FIRE on | |
the Enterprise. | |
34 INT. BRIDGE 34 | |
As before. The ship is shaking. | |
WORF | |
Hull integrity down to thirty | |
percent... | |
PICARD | |
Steady as she goes. | |
35 INCLUDE VIEWSCREEN (OPTICAL) 35 | |
Ahead of the ship, we see the VORTEX collapsing. The | |
shaking increases. A console EXPLODES. | |
WORF | |
Borg vessels are closing to two | |
thousand meters. | |
The ship is HIT AGAIN AND AGAIN. On the View Screen, | |
we're nearly on the vortex, but it's closing fast. | |
PICARD | |
Take us in! | |
36 EXT. SPACE - ENTERPRISE VORTEX (OPTICAL) 36 | |
The Enterprise just barely makes it inside the vortex | |
as it finally COLLAPSES. Both the Enterprise and the | |
vortex VANISH. | |
CUT TO: | |
37 EXT. SPACE 37 | |
An empty star field. Suddenly, the VORTEX APPEARS and | |
the Enterprise comes ROARING out into space. The | |
vortex VANISHES behind the ship. | |
38 INT. BRIDGE 38 | |
The shaking subsides. Everyone exchanges a look, tries | |
to re-orient themselves. | |
PICARD | |
Report. | |
RIKER | |
We're still in Earth orbit. | |
PICARD | |
On screen. | |
39 INCLUDE VIEWSCREEN 39 | |
Which shows Earth. The Borg pollution is gone. | |
PICARD | |
What year is it? | |
DATA | |
(working) | |
According to our astrometric | |
readings... the year is 2063. | |
WORF | |
Captain, I've found the Borg | |
Sphere. It's on the far side of | |
the planet...firing at the | |
surface. | |
PICARD | |
(to Data) | |
Intercept course, full impulse. | |
(to Worf) | |
Weapons status? | |
WORF | |
Phasers are off-line... we have | |
two quantum torpedoes left. But | |
the computer targeting system has | |
been destroyed. | |
PICARD | |
Go to manual. | |
Worf pops open a panel and a high-tech TARGETING console | |
emerges with a small MONITOR and a traditional CROSS- | |
HAIR in the center. Worf grabs the targeting hand- | |
controls -- futuristic joysticks. | |
40 EXT. SPACE - THE BORG SPHERE 40 | |
The ship is FIRING its weapons down toward the planet | |
as the Enterprise comes up over the horizon. | |
41 INT. BRIDGE 41 | |
As before. Worf works his controls. A complex array | |
of grids, coordinate information, speed data, and other | |
weapons info on the monitor screen. He begins trying | |
to focus the cross-hairs on the Sphere. | |
PICARD | |
(over above action, to | |
Troi) | |
Track their weapons fire. | |
TROI | |
(off console) | |
Western hemisphere... North | |
American continent... | |
DATA | |
We are within torpedo range. | |
RIKER | |
They've seen us. They're taking | |
evasive action. | |
PICARD | |
(urgent) | |
Mister Worf? | |
Worf struggles with the targeting system. | |
WORF | |
Target... | |
The crosshairs keep missing the image of the Borg | |
Sphere, which is now twisting and turning to evade us. | |
Troi reacts to her console. | |
TROI | |
Captain, they're firing at a | |
nuclear missile silo... in central | |
Montana. | |
WORF | |
(struggling) | |
Target... | |
PICARD | |
(worried) | |
Montana... | |
The crosshairs finally LOCK on the Borg Sphere. | |
WORF | |
Target locked! | |
PICARD | |
Fire! | |
42 EXT. SPACE - THE BORG SPHERE 42 | |
The quantum torpedo streaks in from off-camera and | |
slams into the Borg ship. It penetrates the Sphere as | |
seen before... a long beat... and then it EXPLODES. | |
43 INT. BRIDGE 43 | |
As everyone reacts to the destruction of the Sphere. | |
But Picard has no time for celebration. | |
PICARD | |
(to Data) | |
Mister Data, I want to know the | |
exact date and time. | |
(to Riker) | |
Give me a damage report on that | |
missile silo. | |
DATA | |
(works) | |
Today is March second, 2063. The | |
time in Montana is oh-eight-forty- | |
five. | |
RIKER | |
(works) | |
Looks like they damaged the | |
silo... | |
PICARD | |
Life signs? | |
RIKER | |
Can't tell. Long-range bio- | |
sensors are off-line. | |
Picard thinks for a moment... makes an instant decision | |
and turns to Worf. | |
PICARD | |
Worf, have Doctor Crusher, Mister | |
La Forge and a security team meet | |
me in Transporter Room Three. | |
Civilian clothes. | |
WORF | |
Aye, sir. | |
Worf works. Riker turns to him, curious. | |
RIKER | |
Captain? | |
PICARD | |
In twenty-four hours, Zephram | |
Cochrane is supposed to conduct | |
the very first warp test... from | |
a missile silo in Montana. If I'm | |
right, the Borg were trying to | |
change the course of human history | |
by killing him or destroying his | |
ship. | |
RIKER | |
(nods in understanding) | |
And if they succeed, humans won't | |
make First Contact with the | |
Vulcans tomorrow. | |
(beat) | |
As First Officer I should be the | |
one beaming down... | |
PICARD | |
Normally, I would agree. But in | |
this case, the mission requires a | |
certain knowledge of 21st century | |
history. You're many things, | |
Number One, but you're not much of | |
an historian. | |
He grins slightly, has to agree. | |
RIKER | |
Good luck, sir. | |
PICARD | |
I'll keep in contact. You have | |
the Bridge. | |
Picard EXITS... | |
CUT TO: | |
44 INT. TRANSPORTER ROOM 44 | |
Picard, Geordi and THREE SECURITY GUARDS are checking | |
their phasers and tricorders. Everyone is wearing civilian | |
clothes. Geordi has a large engineering kit... Transporter | |
Chief pulling on a civilian jacket. She looks a little | |
frazzled - it's been a long day in Sickbay. | |
BEVERLY | |
Will somebody please tell me where | |
we're going? | |
Beverly joins them on the pad. | |
PICARD | |
Montana. | |
(to Chief) | |
Energize. | |
BEVERLY | |
Montana? Well, that answers | |
everything. Why the hell are we -- | |
They DEMATERIALIZE. | |
CUT TO: | |
45 EXT. MONTANA PLAINS - CONTINUOUS - DAY 45 | |
Picard, Geordi, Beverly and the Security Team | |
MATERIALIZE on the vast, rolling plains of Montana. | |
BEVERLY | |
(continuing) | |
-- going to Montana? | |
Picard and Geordi take out their tricorders and start | |
scanning the landscape. | |
GEORDI | |
(off tricorder) | |
I have the silo, sir. Bearing | |
three one zero... distance, three | |
hundred meters. | |
PICARD | |
Let's go. | |
They start walking... | |
BEVERLY | |
Go where? Hello? Is anyone going | |
to tell me what we're doing here? | |
PICARD | |
We're here to find Zephram | |
Cochrane. He may be injured or | |
dead. | |
BEVERLY | |
Cochrane... the inventor of warp | |
drive? | |
PICARD | |
Yes... | |
BEVERLY | |
But he's been dead for three | |
hundred... | |
(realizes, long sigh) | |
Oh God... we've gone back in time | |
again, haven't we? | |
PICARD | |
I'm afraid so. If the Borg | |
succeed in preventing First | |
Contact with the Vulcans... Earth | |
will remain in the Second Dark | |
Age... an easy target when the | |
Borg arrive in the 24th century. | |
BEVERLY | |
Well, why didn't you just say so | |
in the first place? | |
Picard gives her a look. As they keep walking... | |
CUT TO: | |
46 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE 46 | |
hanging in orbit of Earth. | |
47 INT. ENGINEERING 47 | |
CLOSE ON A DEAD CREWMEMBER lying on her back. A sheet | |
is covering her face. A hand reaches in, pulls back | |
the sheet, revealing the face of a crewman. | |
TROI | |
Lieutenant Sandra Farrel. | |
WIDEN to REVEAL Troi and Data. Data is holding back | |
the sheet while Troi scans the body with a tricorder. | |
There is repair work going on in the b.g. Two medical | |
N.D.s stand by. | |
TROI | |
It appears death was caused by a | |
plasma discharge. | |
(beat) | |
I'll note in her record that she | |
never left her post. | |
Troi glances at Data, who is clearly disturbed by the | |
sight of the dead woman, holding his EMOTIONS in check | |
with difficulty. | |
TROI | |
Did you know her? | |
DATA | |
Not very well. We met shortly | |
after the Enterprise-E was | |
commissioned. I found her to be | |
a most... promising officer. | |
Troi looks at him in concern. | |
TROI | |
Data... are you sure you're all | |
right? | |
DATA | |
I am still having difficulty | |
integrating certain emotions into | |
my programming. Grief, loss, | |
remorse... | |
TROI | |
We still have to make reports on | |
ten more crewmen killed in action. | |
Maybe you should deactivate your | |
emotion chip until we're done. | |
Data considers. | |
DATA | |
No. Human beings do not have that | |
luxury, and neither should I. | |
TROI | |
I will admit... there are times | |
when I wish I had an emotion chip | |
I could turn on and off. | |
RIKER'S COM VOICE | |
Riker to Data. | |
DATA | |
(taps combadge) | |
Go ahead, Commander. | |
INTERCUT: | |
48 INT. BRIDGE 48 | |
Riker, Worf, N.D.s at their stations. | |
RIKER | |
We're reading some kind of gas | |
leak in the Environmental Control | |
Room. Take a repair team down and | |
check it out. | |
DATA | |
On my way, Commander. | |
As Data EXITS... | |
49 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE 49 | |
A WIDE SHOT of the ship. CAMERA CLOSES ON the AFT | |
SECTION of the ship, moving underneath of the hull, | |
pushing in on an area at the very bottom of the | |
Enterprise. | |
50 INT. ENVIROMENTAL CONTROL 50 | |
Data and ENSIGN PORTER ENTER through a set of doors. | |
The lights are off in the room, dim. This is a large | |
room crammed with many conduits, gas tanks, 24th | |
century machinery and monitors. It's normally unmanned -- | |
this is where oxygen, gravity, heat, and other | |
environmental conditions of the ship are controlled. | |
In a far corner of the room a CONDUIT leading to a | |
series of high-pressure TANKS labeled "D-O2" has | |
ruptured and is SPEWING a corrosive, poisonous GAS. | |
Data scans it with his tricorder. | |
DATA | |
(to Porter) | |
One of the diathermic oxygen tanks | |
has been damaged. | |
PORTER | |
(shocked) | |
Diathermic oxygen? | |
DATA | |
It is a new subsystem of Nova | |
Class ships. It regulates | |
hydropressure and temperature | |
variance. | |
(beat) | |
Remain here. The gas is highly | |
corrosive to organic material. It | |
would liquefy your flesh on | |
contact. | |
PORTER | |
Be my guest, sir. | |
Data walks over to the spewing gas tank, and without | |
concern shoves both hands into the corrosive gas... | |
... groping around for the broken conduit, finally grabs | |
hold of it... and with android strength BENDS the metal | |
conduit back into the bulkhead. The gas stops leaking. | |
Data is completely unaffected by the corrosive gas. | |
DATA | |
(to Porter) | |
Begin a diagnostic on the safety | |
interlocks. There appears to have | |
been some damage during the | |
attack. | |
PORTER | |
Right. | |
Porter moves around a corner, behind some equipment, | |
out of Data's vision... | |
51 NEW ANGLE - PORTER 51 | |
who opens a PANEL on the wall. But instead of the neat | |
and orderly Starfleet technology, he is confronted by | |
a bizarre amalgam of organic and mechanical cabling, | |
diodes and what almost look like arteries. Some of the | |
tubes are pulsing with fluids and energy. Porter | |
reacts. | |
PORTER | |
What the hell... | |
Porter pulls aside a large conduit and stops. Buried | |
deep within the tangle of bio-circuits is what looks | |
like a HUMAN FACE covered with cybernetic tubes and | |
chips. It's barely discernable in the darkness and | |
clutter. Porter isn't even sure what he's looking at. | |
He leans in for a closer look... and suddenly the eyes | |
open. | |
52 DATA 52 | |
who hears a THUMP and a sickening liquid CRUNCH from | |
off camera. He takes a few steps in that direction. | |
DATA | |
Ensign Porter? | |
He stands there for a moment, puzzled. Then a faint | |
SKITTERING SCRAPE can be heard -- like tiny claws on a | |
metal surface. He whirls at the sound. | |
DATA | |
Ensign... are you all right? | |
No response. Data walks around the now deathly quiet | |
room... turns the corner to where Porter was working. | |
He's gone. The open panel is still there, and there | |
doesn't appear to be any place Porter could've gone. | |
Data looks puzzled, takes a step forward when his boots | |
make a squishing sound. He looks down... | |
DATA | |
(taps combadge) | |
Data to Bridge. | |
No response. | |
DATA | |
Data to Security. | |
(beat) | |
This is Lieutenant Data to anyone | |
who can hear my signal. I need | |
assistance in the Environmental | |
Control Room. | |
Nothing. Data quickly turns and heads for the door. | |
There's a metallic SCRAPE above him and he looks up -- | |
53 TWO BORG 53 | |
are climbing to the ceiling like two spiders ready to | |
pounce. One of them has Porter and appears to be | |
inserting some horrible Borg device into his head. | |
Before Data can react, the second Borg suddenly lunges | |
at Data. | |
CUT TO: | |
54 EXT. MONTANA PLAINS - MISSILE SILO - DAY 54 | |
The SILO is buried deep underground, but on the surface | |
there is a large, poured concrete MISSILE DOOR. | |
Built to withstand a nuclear blast, the door has | |
nevertheless been badly charred and damaged by the Borg | |
attack from orbit. There are large, smoking CRATERS | |
all around. Part of the ground seems to have COLLAPSED | |
to a depth of ten feet, like a sinkhole nearby. Picard | |
and his team approach. | |
GEORDI | |
This must be it. | |
PICARD | |
How serious is the damage? | |
GEORDI | |
(off tricorder) | |
I'm having trouble scanning | |
underground. There's a lot of | |
radiation leaking from something. | |
PICARD | |
Probably from the nuclear warhead. | |
Cochrane was planning to use it to | |
ignite the warp drive. | |
As they speak, Beverly pulls out a hypospray and gives | |
everyone injections. | |
BEVERLY | |
This will protect us from the | |
radiation. | |
Geordi moves to the thick, concrete missile door, scans | |
it. | |
GEORDI | |
I'm picking up faint life signs | |
twenty meters below. | |
PICARD | |
There should be an access hatch | |
nearby... | |
Everyone spreads out... looking for the hatch. One of | |
the guards -- LANGE -- finds it. | |
LANGE | |
Over here. | |
Everyone rushes over to him. There's a small HATCH on | |
the ground that has been partially hidden by weeds and | |
brush. Geordi kneels down, starts working a complex- | |
looking LOCK on the hatch. | |
GEORDI | |
Alphanumeric lock. We need a | |
password to get in... | |
PICARD | |
I have the password right here. | |
Picard pulls out his phaser and everyone steps back. | |
He aims and FIRES at the hatch, which is BLOWN OPEN, | |
revealing a ladder that leads down into the darkness. | |
As they start to crawl inside... | |
55 INT. MISSILE SILO - CONTROL ROOM 55 | |
This is the "mission control" for Cochrane's test site. | |
The underground room is filled with 21st century | |
equipment, consoles and monitors. One entire wall of | |
the room is dominated by a huge METAL BLAST DOOR, which | |
is now closed. We will learn that on the other side of | |
that door is the nuclear missile warp ship itself. | |
The ceiling has partially collapsed. Chunks of | |
concrete and fallen beams have destroyed some of the | |
equipment...Only a few of the consoles are active, most | |
are dark or fritzing sporadically. The lights are out, | |
and the room is illuminated by a few smoldering fires. | |
Four dead bodies can be seen strewn around the room. | |
It's a scene of destruction. | |
56 PICARD 56 | |
and his team ENTER the dark and smoking ruin. Beverly | |
and Picard move to one of the dead men, while Geordi | |
and the Security Guards move to the other three. | |
Beverly rolls the man onto his back -- he's clearly | |
dead. The name stitched on his uniform says Rippert. | |
Picard looks up. | |
PICARD | |
(to others) | |
See if any of these men are | |
Cochrane. | |
Geordi and the Guards start checking the dead bodies. | |
GEORDI | |
Mitchell... DePaul... | |
LANGE | |
This one's a woman... named Kirby. | |
Picard and Beverly move toward the immense blast door. | |
As Beverly scans it, Picard glances at a nearby desk... | |
57 THE DESK 57 | |
is littered with debris and various documents and | |
schematics. THREE PHOTOGRAPHS are pinned to a bulletin | |
board above the desk -- they show Zephram Cochrane and | |
two angles of his warp ship. The photos are odd- | |
looking, printed on what appears to be some sort of | |
cloth. | |
BEVERLY | |
There's a life sign behind this | |
door... about ten meters below. | |
Geordi moves to the door. | |
GEORDI | |
Blast door. It's designed to | |
protect the control room when the | |
missile is launched. | |
PICARD | |
There should be some kind of | |
manual release... | |
They hunt around for a moment. Geordi runs his hand | |
along the edge of the blast door. Picard turns to the | |
Guards. | |
PICARD | |
(to Lange) | |
Get those fires out and then try | |
to restore main power to the | |
control room. | |
LANGE | |
Aye, sir. | |
The Guards move off. | |
GEORDI | |
Got it, Captain. | |
Geordi has found an emergency BOX with several | |
pneumatic tubes and a hydraulic lever labeled | |
"emergency use only." He pulls down the lever, there | |
is a hissing sound, and the blast door slowly SLIDES | |
DOWN into the floor. We can now see the MISSILE SILO | |
itself beyond the door. Picard, Geordi and Beverly | |
step into... | |
58 INT. MISSILE SILO - CONTINUOUS 58 | |
Picard, Geordi and Beverly step onto the catwalk, which | |
surrounds the Silo walls. In the middle is the WARP | |
SHIP itself. It should look like an advanced ICBM | |
missile with a COCKPIT in place of the warhead, and | |
with numerous modifications to the fuselage. The | |
cockpit is on the same level as the control room. On | |
the side of the missile is the name "Phoenix". The | |
missile itself extends down another FOUR STORIES. | |
There are other catwalks below this one, with ladders | |
connecting the different levels. Beverly sees | |
something below. | |
BEVERLY | |
There. | |
59 NEW ANGLE 59 | |
Two catwalks below we can see a man sprawled on the | |
grating. They all scramble down the ladders past the | |
massive missile. (NOTE: Because of the design of the | |
Silo, we will see the entire missile only in a few | |
shots. For the most part, our view is limited to | |
sections of the missile.) | |
Beverly reaches the man, who is lying face-down on the | |
metal grating. She scans him... | |
BEVERLY | |
Severe radiation exposure... | |
Geordi looks over at the section of the missile on | |
their level. The side panels have been removed, | |
revealing complex circuitry within. | |
Picard joins Beverly, who turns over the injured man. | |
It's ZEPHRAM COCHRANE -- the man whose picture we saw | |
on the Borg monitors. Beverly begins pulling devices | |
out of her medkit, injects Cochrane with a hypospray. | |
Cochrane is a man in his mid-forties. He has a | |
youthful, dynamic appearance marred by recent radiation | |
burns. | |
PICARD | |
It's Cochrane. | |
BEVERLY | |
I've stabilized him for now... but | |
he's in a coma and he's going to | |
need radiometric therapy. I want | |
to take him to the ship. | |
Picard nods, reaches into his pants pocket, takes out | |
a combadge. | |
PICARD | |
Picard to Enterprise. | |
(no response) | |
Enterprise, please respond. | |
GEORDI | |
It could be the radiation, | |
Captain. Try from the surface. | |
Picard nods... then takes a deep breath, tries to | |
orient himself to the task at hand... there's a lot at | |
stake and a lot to do. He turns to Geordi. | |
PICARD | |
Mister La Forge, listen very | |
carefully. If you remember your | |
history... in less than twenty- | |
four hours, a Vulcan ship will be | |
passing through this system. When | |
it does, this ship needs to be in | |
space, flying at warp speed. | |
Geordi takes a deep breath, it's a tall order. | |
GEORDI | |
I'd better get started. | |
Geordi goes to work. Picard bends down and carefully | |
hoists Cochrane up into a fireman's carry. Beverly | |
follows him up the catwalk... | |
CUT TO: | |
60 EXT. MISSILE SILO - DAY 60 | |
Minutes later. Cochrane is lying on the ground. | |
Beverly is kneeling beside him, unfolding a portable | |
stretcher from her medkit. Picard is checking two | |
combadges with a tricorder. | |
PICARD | |
It's not the radiation... and | |
there's nothing wrong with the | |
combadges... the Enterprise just | |
isn't responding. | |
BEVERLY | |
Jean-Luc, this man needs medical | |
attention, now. | |
PICARD | |
As I recall, the town of | |
Resurrection is about two | |
kilometers East of here. They | |
might have a hospital... | |
Picard looks troubled at the thought. | |
BEVERLY | |
What are we waiting for? Let's | |
go. | |
PICARD | |
It may not be that simple. This | |
is an extremely difficult and | |
paranoid time in human history. | |
BEVERLY | |
Are you saying they won't help us? | |
PICARD | |
I'm saying they might shoot us on | |
sight. You have to remember... | |
these people have watched their | |
entire way of life collapse around | |
them. | |
BEVERLY | |
There must be some good people... | |
even in this time. | |
PICARD | |
Let's hope so. Because if | |
Cochrane dies... the future may | |
die with him. | |
Picard kneels down and they begin to carefully put | |
Cochrane on the stretcher... | |
CUT TO: | |
61 INT. ENTERPRISE - BRIDGE 61 | |
Riker, Troi and Worf studying a MONITOR which shows a | |
three-dimensional DIAGRAM of the Enterprise, which | |
turns and rotates as needed. The schematic shows | |
battle damage and repair efforts. | |
WORF | |
I have assigned two damage control | |
teams to locate the source of our | |
communication problems. So far, | |
they've had no success. | |
RIKER | |
Assign another team if you need | |
to. I want to re-establish | |
communication with the Captain as | |
soon as possible. | |
Worf nods and begins making notes on a PADD. | |
TROI | |
Are we in any danger of being | |
detected by Earth defense systems? | |
WORF | |
There were no planetary defense | |
systems in this era. Their | |
weapons were designed to | |
fight each other... not | |
extraterrestrials. | |
RIKER | |
We have to start thinking about a | |
way to get home. | |
(to Troi) | |
Analyze our readings from the | |
temporal vortex. We're going to | |
have to recreate whatever the Borg | |
did to -- | |
Just then the ship SHUDDERS and the LIGHTS FLICKER. | |
RIKER | |
Report. | |
TROI | |
(off console) | |
We just lost main power... and | |
we've got Class-Three alerts all | |
over the ship. I'm not sure | |
what's -- | |
An ALARM goes off on Worf's console. He reacts to it. | |
WORF | |
A ship-wide decompression has been | |
initiated! | |
RIKER | |
What? | |
TROI | |
We're venting our internal | |
atmosphere directly into space! | |
62 EXT. ENTERPRISE 62 | |
CLOSE ON THE SAUCER as vents and hatches POP OPEN on | |
the hull and GIANT JETS OF VAPOR start blowing out | |
into space. | |
63 INT. CORRIDOR 63 | |
Crewmembers walking along are suddenly KNOCKED to the | |
floor as hurricane force WINDS blow through the | |
Corridor. The ship is venting air into space, creating | |
a virtual VACUUM inside the ship! The people in the | |
corridor grab onto the bulkheads, struggling to hang on | |
against the force of the wind... | |
64 INT. BRIDGE 64 | |
Suddenly an emergency AIRLOCK on the Bridge OPENS. | |
VIOLENT WIND roars through the Bridge and everyone | |
hangs on. Troi is ripped out of her chair, flown | |
across the Bridge, slams up against the bulkhead, | |
struggling to hang on. Worf runs over, grabs her arm, | |
keeps her from flying out. | |
Riker manages to reach a control panel -- hits a button | |
and an EMERGENCY BULKHEAD finally slides down over the | |
airlock and the wind DIES DOWN. Everyone takes a beat. | |
RIKER | |
What the hell is happening, Worf? | |
WORF | |
(off console) | |
It appears that someone has taken | |
over the Environmental Control | |
Room. | |
TROI | |
Someone...? | |
RIKER | |
(realizing) | |
The Borg. Some of them must've | |
beamed over before we destroyed | |
their ship. | |
(to Worf) | |
Seal off that entire deck with | |
emergency force fields. | |
TROI | |
Wil... Data was down there. | |
RIKER | |
(to Worf) | |
Mister Worf... find Data if you | |
can, but your top priority is | |
isolating the Borg. | |
WORF | |
Understood. | |
Worf heads for a Turbolift. OFF Riker's disturbed | |
expression... | |
CUT TO: | |
65 CLOSE ON DATA'S FACE 65 | |
His eyes are closed. There's a beat, then his eyes fly | |
open and he looks around. | |
We PULL BACK slightly, revealing Data is lying on some | |
kind of tabletop with metallic clamps and restraints. | |
He tenses his arm and tries to move, but he is unable | |
to break the restraints. About two feet in front of | |
his face is what appears to be a bulkhead. There is a | |
cacophony of strange background NOISE -- scratching, | |
hisses, gurgling liquids, odd alien hums... | |
Suddenly, the table begins to MOVE. It ROTATES, and as | |
it does so we realize that Data has been hanging upside | |
down staring at the floor. It's a disorienting moment | |
as our perspective changes and Data rotates upright. | |
66 DATA'S POV 66 | |
As the table gyrates, we REVEAL the ROOM slowly. And | |
we realize we're in -- | |
67 INT. BORG HIVE 67 | |
The Environmental Control Room seen earlier has now | |
been transformed into the INNER-SANCTUM of the BORG. | |
The room has a dark, moist, organic feel -- a tropical | |
jungle of cybernetic equipment. | |
The Borg are altering the room, converting Starfleet | |
technology and materials into the living, bio- | |
mechanical look of the Borg. We see one Borg drone | |
attach a small pod to a Starfleet console and activate | |
it. The pod immediately sends out a COMPLEX WEB of | |
BORG TECHNOLOGY which covers the Starfleet console | |
inside and out. It's like weeds overpowering a flower | |
bed -- within seconds the console has been BORGIFIED. | |
The walls, ceiling and floor are now honeycombed with | |
the ALCOVES that make up the BORG COLLECTIVE. Borg | |
drones are motionless in their alcoves, cabling and | |
other conduits connecting them to various equipment... | |
while other Borg are moving about the room, carrying | |
out various modifications to the room. At one point, | |
we see Ensign Porter. He's been completely Borgified. | |
His skin pale, expression blank. No hint of humanity | |
left. | |
68 DATA 68 | |
still strapped to the table, which is twisting and | |
rotating, giving him frightening new glimpses of the | |
room. A new image appears -- SIX BORG DRONES are | |
clustered together in one section of the room, each | |
with an elaborate series of hoses and conduits | |
connected to its face. | |
Through the tubes we can see an exchange of FLUID and | |
ENERGY pulsing back and forth -- some sort of bizarre | |
"feeding" or "renewal" is going on. The tubes all seem | |
to lead toward the ceiling. | |
Data is now horizontal on his back and the table LOCKS | |
into position. A Borg drone OPENS A PANEL on the side | |
of Data's head, and begins connecting a thick bundle of | |
optical cabling to it. | |
DATA | |
(to Borg) | |
Your efforts to assimilate me will | |
be unsuccessful. | |
The Borg ignores him, activates a console... and the | |
cabling connected to Data's head LIGHTS UP with power. | |
They're trying to connect him to the Collective. | |
Data thinks for a moment, tilts his head slightly... | |
and then suddenly there's a SHOWER of SPARKS from the | |
cabling he's been connected to. The lights on the | |
cable go out. Data has thwarted their attempts. | |
DATA | |
(to Borg) | |
It would appear that resistance is | |
not always futile. | |
Suddenly a new VOICE is heard echoing through the room -- | |
a woman's voice, low, seductive, deadly: | |
WOMAN'S VOICE | |
Brave words. I've heard them | |
before from thousands of species | |
across thousands of worlds... | |
since long before you were | |
created. | |
Data looks up toward... | |
69 THE CEILING 69 | |
A RUSTLE of MOVEMNET somewhere in the cyber-tangle... | |
almost like a snake slithering beneath the weeds. And | |
for a brief instant we get a glimpse of a FACE unlike | |
any Borg we've ever seen. The face of a woman. Pale- | |
skinned... piercing eyes...raven hair slicked back... | |
a hauntingly beautiful image in a sea of nightmarish | |
technology. And then it's gone. | |
70 DATA 70 | |
Frowns. He saw it, too, but he's not sure what to make | |
of it. | |
WOMAN'S VOICE | |
But now... they are all one with | |
the Borg. | |
DATA | |
I am unlike any lifeform you have | |
encountered before. As an | |
android, I am in complete control | |
of my neural net. The information | |
contained there cannot be forcibly | |
removed. | |
WOMAN'S VOICE | |
You are an imperfect being... | |
created by an imperfect being. | |
Finding your weakness is only a | |
matter of time. | |
Suddenly three Borg drones converge on Data with | |
various wicked-looking Borg devices. One of the Borg | |
has a specialized cybernetic ARM, which EXTRUDES a | |
series of stiletto-tipped DRILL SPIKES. As the six- | |
inch spikes begin to BORE INTO Data's head... | |
CUT TO: | |
71 EXT. MONTANA - RESURRECTION CITY - DAY 71 | |
Resurrection is a small town -- around 1,000 people -- | |
a rural, Western community that's probably existed for | |
at least two hundred years, and we can see the roots of | |
the original ranching community in some of the | |
architecture. But it's also a community of the 21st | |
century. | |
The most striking feature of the town is that it sits | |
in the middle of nearly a hundred WIND MILLS, which | |
provide the only source of power for the town. The | |
blades are enormous, but the structures supporting them | |
are little more than simple poles. Some are sleek, | |
fiberglass, futuristic... others have a more cobbled | |
together, make-shift appearance. At the moment, only | |
a few blades are turning in the gentle breeze. | |
Picard and Beverly emerge from the nearby woods | |
carrying the stretcher. They exchange a look at the | |
sight of the city and then head toward it... | |
72 EXT. RESURRECTION CITY - DAY 72 | |
A few minutes later. Picard and Beverly carrying | |
Cochrane down the street toward the hospital at the | |
end. As they walk along, we get our first taste of | |
post-apocalyptic 21st century life: | |
This is a recognizable American community, but it's | |
definitely a futuristic town. Clothing, architecture, | |
technology -- all have changed over the course of | |
seventy years. But it is a broken future. What used | |
to be high-tech public COMPUTER TERMINALS are rusted | |
and abandoned. We can see the corroded hulks of HOVER- | |
CARS lying idle in the streets. Futuristic elements | |
now useless. | |
At one point, they pass a large polyurethane TENT -- | |
the inside surface is covered with condensation and we | |
can see the silhouettes of people moving within. The | |
entrance is guarded by a single Militia Guard. Later | |
we will learn that this is a primitive greenhouse, the | |
only place where they can grow uncontaminated food. | |
What used to be a McDonald's, or some other | |
recognizable food chain, has now been gutted and has | |
been turned into a kind of blacksmith shop. People are | |
fashioning metal into various tools using hammer and | |
tongs. | |
The sidewalks are populated with PEOPLE, who congregate | |
in small groups, quietly talking amongst themselves, | |
others just staring vacantly off into space. Many of | |
them have visible burn scars and damage to their bodies -- | |
victims of the war and post-nuclear environmental | |
dangers. A few of them are applying a special lotion | |
to their arms and face -- protection against the toxic | |
elements. A long FOOD LINE snakes around a block, as | |
people line up to get their daily rations. | |
A few people glance up at Picard and Beverly with | |
curious or suspicious looks. This is not a community | |
that welcomes strangers. At one point, they see a man | |
dressed in futuristic CAMOUFLAGE carrying an automatic | |
weapon -- we will learn he's a MILITIA SOLDIER. He | |
stares at them with a neutral expression, then walks | |
off. | |
The people here have that hollow-eyed, listless look | |
about them. They're going through something that makes | |
the Great Depression look like a minor inconvenience. | |
But there's also a toughness to these people, a | |
resilience and determination to survive in the face of | |
overwhelming odds. We are looking at our future... and | |
it's on the verge of collapse. | |
CUT TO: | |
73 INT. HOSPITAL - EMERGENCY ROOM - DAY 73 | |
A short time later. Cochrane is being lifted onto an | |
operating table. Picard and Beverly step back from the | |
table as a DOCTOR and two NURSES look him over. The | |
doctor is in his early fifties and has a weathered, | |
tired look to him. The hospital itself is like the | |
rest of the town -- a futuristic setting fallen on hard | |
times. The light in the room is provided mostly from | |
the sunlight streaming in through the windows. Light | |
bulbs and other gear flicker dimly around the hospital -- | |
we get the feeling they have very little power. | |
DOCTOR | |
How long has he been unconscious? | |
BEVERLY | |
At least four hours. | |
He checks Cochran's head injury as Beverly takes out | |
her tricorder and scans him. | |
DOCTOR | |
It looks like he has a cranial | |
fracture, but I'll need X-rays to | |
be sure. | |
(to Nurse) | |
Get Ruby in here. | |
One of the nurses runs off. | |
BEVERLY | |
(off tricorder) | |
He has a severe fracture of the | |
left occipital plate. He's not | |
hemorrhaging... but the radiation | |
has damaged his KNA and his APR | |
cell count... | |
He looks at her curiously. | |
DOCTOR | |
"APR cell count?" What the hell | |
are you talking about? | |
PICARD | |
(quickly) | |
Doctor Crusher has been... | |
studying some advanced medical | |
theories. | |
NURSE | |
(re: tricorder) | |
What is that? | |
BEVERLY | |
It's a... new medical scanner. | |
It's a little more precise than an | |
X-ray machine. | |
The Doctor eyes it. | |
DOCTOR | |
Is it Japanese? | |
BEVERLY | |
Um... yeah. | |
(beat) | |
Now he's going to need a | |
respirator. Do you have one? | |
DOCTOR | |
We have two... but we don't have | |
the juice to run them. | |
PICARD | |
Juice? | |
DOCTOR | |
Power. There hasn't been a lot of | |
wind through here for the last | |
couple of weeks. Most of the | |
batteries are depleted. | |
BEVERLY | |
Don't you have any generators, or | |
other fuel sources? | |
The Doctor throws her an irritated look. | |
DOCTOR | |
Maybe you'd like to take your | |
patient to the hospital in | |
Bozemen... it's only two hundred | |
miles away. | |
Cochrane wheezes -- breathing becoming labored and | |
ragged. Beverly scans him, urgent. | |
BEVERLY | |
His automatic reflexes are | |
fluctuating. We've got to get him | |
on a respirator. | |
DOCTOR | |
(to Nurse) | |
Bag him. | |
The nurse picks up a portable respirator sack -- puts | |
it on Cochrane's face and squeezes the bag, forcing air | |
into Cochrane's lungs. Picard has been thinking | |
through this scene, finally has a solution. | |
PICARD | |
Beverly -- your tricorder. | |
She hands him her tricorder. | |
PICARD | |
(to Doctor) | |
Where's the battery room for the | |
hospital? | |
DOCTOR | |
I told you, there's no -- | |
PICARD | |
Where? | |
DOCTOR | |
Outside, around back. Next to the | |
water tank. | |
Picard rushes out the doors. Beverly checks Cochrane's | |
pulse. | |
BEVERLY | |
His heartbeat's irregular... | |
Beverly climbs up on top of Cochrane, straddling him, | |
begins giving him 24th century CPR. She takes charge. | |
BEVERLY | |
Adrenaline -- ten CC's! | |
As they rush to save him. | |
74 EXT. HOSPITAL - DAY 74 | |
The back of the building. Picard rushes out and spots | |
an old, dilapidated BATTERY UNIT providing power to the | |
hospital. He quickly yanks off the back panel, | |
revealing a tangle of wires, and several large | |
batteries. He kneels down, then removes the back of | |
the tricorder. | |
75 CLOSE ON TRICORDER 75 | |
as Picard pulls out a small POWER CELL -- about half | |
the size of a dime. The blinkies on the tricorder go | |
out. | |
76 PICARD 76 | |
holds the power cell with one hand, and starts pulling | |
out wires from the batteries with the other. | |
77 INT. HOSPITAL - EMERGENCY ROOM - DAY 77 | |
As before. Beverly, the doctor and the nurse trying to | |
save Cochrane. | |
BEVERLY | |
(pumping his chest) | |
One... two... three... compress! | |
The nurse squeezes the bag. Suddenly the room is | |
filled with the HUM of POWER and ALL OF THE LIGHTS AND | |
EQUIPMENT COME TO LIFE. Monitors blinking, fluorescent | |
lights flashing on. Everyone reacts with shock. | |
78 INT. HOSPITAL WARD - DAY 78 | |
It's filled with patients. The lights and equipment | |
here FLASH ON, as well. Doctors and patients alike | |
react with surprise. | |
79 INT. HOSPITAL - EMERGENCY ROOM - DAY 79 | |
Picard enters. They've placed a RESPIRATOR down | |
Cochrane's throat, and attached electrodes to his | |
chest. Beverly has just finished giving him an | |
injection with a hypospray. The heart monitor in the | |
background is now beating regularly. The doctor turns | |
to Picard. | |
DOCTOR | |
What did you do to the batteries? | |
PICARD | |
Oh... just a little tinkering. | |
How is he? | |
BEVERLY | |
He's stable... for now. | |
(with meaning) | |
But it would be better if we could | |
contact... our friends. | |
PICARD | |
Yes. But until then, you'll have | |
to make do with what you've got. | |
BEVERLY | |
That'll be interesting. | |
A WOMAN'S VOICE: | |
RUBY'S VOICE | |
What happened to him? | |
Everyone turns. | |
80 NEW ANGLE 80 | |
revealing RUBY SLOANE standing at the front of | |
Cochrane's bed. A striking woman in her mid-to-late | |
thirties -- dark hair, tall, lean, beautiful under | |
normal circumstances but at the moment she's not at her | |
best, it looks like she's just come in from a hard | |
day's work. She's wearing an old lab coat. But the | |
most striking quality of all is the innate intelligence | |
we can see in her eyes. | |
She's looking directly at Picard for an answer. Picard | |
realizes he has to say something. He looks into her | |
eyes and there is a moment here -- a brief spark of | |
chemistry that in normal circumstances the Captain just | |
might follow up. But at the moment, he shoves that | |
electric feeling aside and tries to give her an answer. | |
PICARD | |
There was some kind of explosion | |
out at the missile silo... | |
She looks at him for a moment, her eyes boring into him | |
without expression, as though probing the truthfulness | |
of his statement. | |
DOCTOR | |
Ruby, we're going to need a series | |
of cranial X-rays tonight. | |
RUBY | |
(nods) | |
I have a fresh set of plates at | |
home. I'll have them here by | |
eight. | |
She turns back to Cochrane, moves to his side, gently | |
takes his hand and looks at him with sad affection. | |
RUBY | |
(quiet) | |
Take care of him. He's a very | |
special man. | |
PICARD | |
Yes, he is. | |
She looks up at Picard, and again there's a slight | |
feeling of chemistry in the air. And then she turns | |
and starts to walk out of the room. Picard's combadge | |
BEEPS. Reactions. | |
GEORDI'S COM VOICE | |
La Forge to Picard. | |
RUBY | |
(stopping) | |
I think there's someone in your | |
pants. | |
PICARD | |
Excuse me. I have a... telephone | |
call. | |
Picard takes a few steps away, pulls the combadge out | |
of his pants pocket, taps it. Ruby watches him a beat, | |
then walks out of the room. | |
PICARD | |
Picard here. | |
GEORDI'S COM VOICE | |
Captain, we have a problem. I | |
think you'd better get back here. | |
PICARD | |
I'm on my way. Picard out. | |
Picard moves to Beverly. | |
PICARD | |
(sotto) | |
I have to go back to the silo. | |
Will you be all right? | |
BEVERLY | |
I'll be fine. | |
(re: Cochrane) | |
He's a different story. | |
Beverly begins examining the medical equipment she'll | |
have to work with as Picard exits... | |
81 EXT. RESURRECTION CITY STREET - DAY 81 | |
A short time later. Picard walking down the main | |
street back toward the gates. People passing him, | |
taking no notice of him...Picard's mind thinking | |
ahead. He happens to glance down a side street, then | |
he stops. | |
82 NEW ANGLE 82 | |
Looking down the side street. Ruby, the mysterious | |
woman from the hospital, is walking along with a camera | |
bag now slung over her shoulder. She stops for a | |
moment as she passes the hulk of a burnt-out old hover | |
car... stares at it...then pulls a home-made | |
FUTURISTIC CAMERA out of her bag and snaps a picture of | |
the car. She continues on her way. Picard is | |
intrigued -- wonders about this woman and what it is | |
she could be taking a picture of. Just then -- | |
MAN'S VOICE | |
Catch. | |
Picard turns just in time to catch a small, metal | |
canister with a screw-top. | |
The man who threw it steps into view. It's LIEUTENANT | |
SCRIMM. Scrimm is the head of the town's militia. | |
While not a physically threatening man, there is a | |
quietly disturbing quality about him which conveys an | |
intelligence laced with a tightly reined volatility. | |
He's wearing futuristic combat fatigues and always | |
carries a sidearm. Before the war, Scrimm was probably | |
one of the "survivalists" who used to be dismissed as | |
radicals until their predictions of Armageddon came | |
true. At the moment, Scrimm is presenting his | |
friendliest face to Picard. | |
SCRIMM | |
(pleasant) | |
Think you'll need that. | |
Picard eyes the canister, not sure what to make of it. | |
SCRIMM | |
It's no zone solution. | |
(off his look) | |
You know. "No ozone." | |
He points to the sky. | |
PICARD | |
Oh... yes... ultraviolet | |
protection. Thank you. | |
Mister...? | |
SCRIMM | |
Lieutenant, actually. Lieutenant | |
Jonathan Scrimm. I'm the head of | |
the Resurrection Protective Force. | |
(beat) | |
And you are? | |
PICARD | |
Jean-Luc Picard. | |
SCRIMM | |
Great name. French? | |
PICARD | |
Yes. | |
SCRIMM | |
You don't sound French. | |
Scrimm is still smiling at him, but his eyes never | |
leave Picard. | |
PICARD | |
I was raised in England and here | |
in the States. Thank you for | |
the... no zone. | |
Picard begins to walk away, not wanting to engage any | |
citizens of the town. Scrimm falls in next to him. | |
SCRIMM | |
Where in the States? | |
PICARD | |
Oh... here and there. You know | |
how it is. | |
SCRIMM | |
Not really. I was born and raised | |
right here. Never had much use | |
for travel. | |
He casually steps in front of Picard, blocking his way. | |
SCRIMM | |
Where are you from most recently? | |
PICARD | |
(thinking fast) | |
California. San Francisco. | |
SCRIMM | |
Beautiful city. Used to be, | |
anyway. I didn't think anyone | |
still lived there. | |
PICARD | |
There's a few of us left. | |
Picard steps around him and continues walking down the | |
street. Scrimm waits a beat, then walks after him | |
again. | |
SCRIMM | |
That was a pretty clever trick you | |
did with the hospital's batteries. | |
How'd you do it? | |
PICARD | |
It wasn't a trick. I used to be | |
an electrical engineer. | |
SCRIMM | |
Huh. | |
He steps in front of Picard again, still pleasant but | |
a little bit of a smile fading from his face. Picard | |
realizes he isn't going to shake this man so easily. | |
SCRIMM | |
And what were you doing out at the | |
missile silo? | |
PICARD | |
I'm an old friend of Cochrane's... | |
I wanted to see how he was doing. | |
SCRIMM | |
Lucky for him you came by when you | |
did. He might be dead now. | |
PICARD | |
Yes. | |
SCRIMM | |
Maybe you can tell me what he's | |
been doing in that silo. We heard | |
some explosions out there this | |
morning... | |
PICARD | |
I think he was running a test on | |
an old rocket engine... and one of | |
the fuel cells burst. | |
Scrimm eyes him evenly. | |
SCRIMM | |
You seem to have an answer for | |
everything. | |
PICARD | |
Something wrong with that? | |
SCRIMM | |
Not yet. | |
A tense beat. Then Scrimm smiles easily. | |
SCRIMM | |
(re: balm) | |
Be sure you put that on. You need | |
a lot of protection around here. | |
He holds Picard's eyes for a moment. | |
PICARD | |
Thank you. But I've never had | |
much trouble protecting myself. | |
Now it's Picard's turn to smile pleasantly at Scrimm. | |
Picard walks around him and heads for the gates. | |
Scrimm watches him go with a thoughtful expression -- | |
clearly, he's more than a little suspicious... | |
CUT TO: | |
83 EXT. SPACE - THE ENTERPRISE 83 | |
in orbit of Earth. | |
84 INT. CORRIDOR 84 | |
Worf and a large SECURITY DETACHMENT -- a dozen or so | |
men and women -- are moving down the Corridor with grim | |
looks on their faces. They are carrying new powerful- | |
looking phaser rifles and other equipment. The feeling | |
is of an elite combat squad heading for a dangerous | |
mission. They stop at one point and Worf lifts up a | |
DECKPLATE, exposing a large HATCH in the floor. Worf | |
hits his combadge. | |
WORF | |
Worf to Bridge. We're in | |
position. | |
85 INT. BRIDGE 85 | |
Riker in command, Troi nearby. Riker is standing at | |
the security station looking at a monitor which | |
displays a schematic graphic of the ship. The position | |
of the security team is flashing -- we can see they are | |
on Deck 46. | |
RIKER | |
This is the Bridge. I'm releasing | |
the emergency force fields. | |
He nods to Troi, who works a console. | |
86 INT. CORRIDOR 86 | |
Worf and his team watch as the FORCEFIELD protecting | |
the hatch flashes off. Worf reaches down and releases | |
the hatch, which slides open with a soft whoosh. He | |
glances at his men for a moment, then JUMPS down the | |
hatch... | |
87 INT. DECK 47 - CORRIDOR 87 | |
As Worf lands on his feet. The light is dim, no power | |
on this deck, hard to see. He looks around warily for | |
a moment, phaser at-the-ready, then activates his wrist | |
beacon. We immediately notice that we can see Worf's | |
breath -- it's freezing cold down here. He shines the | |
light around the darkened corridor, then silently | |
motions his arm for the others to follow. A beat, then | |
we see the security officers start to drop into the | |
corridor from the hatch above... | |
88 NEW ANGLE - CORRIDOR 88 | |
As Worf's squad spreads out along the hall, weapons at- | |
the-ready, everyone alert with fingers on the triggers. | |
We see that the phaser rifles are equipped with their | |
own light sources, intended to illuminate the target | |
before you shoot at it. The Security Officers are | |
constantly moving their lights back and forth through | |
the chilly air. Worf gives hand signals -- holds up | |
two fingers, then a fist, and points forward. | |
Two Guards trot down the corridor about fifteen feet, | |
stop, and take up firing positions... then two more | |
members of the team run down, leap frog ahead of them | |
and take positions further down the corridor. Classic | |
military deployment. Worf starts scanning with a | |
tricorder. | |
WORF | |
(hits combadge) | |
Worf to Bridge. | |
RIKER'S COM VOICE | |
Riker here. | |
WORF | |
There's a dampening field in place | |
on this deck. Our tricorders are | |
useless. | |
The team continue to explore Deck 47. It's spooky, | |
eerie, a sense of menace around every corner. They | |
open doors, check room by room, section by section, | |
still no sign of the Borg in the freezing cold | |
darkness. | |
90 ANGLE ON SECURITY GUARD 90 | |
The Corridor directly ahead has been stripped of wall, | |
ceiling and deck panels -- all the normal decorative | |
Enterprise sheathing is gone, revealing the circuitry | |
and machinery of the ship itself. Unlike the rest of | |
the corridors, there does appear to be POWER flowing | |
through some of the conduits up ahead, and it gives off | |
an eerie glow. | |
We can also see that some of the machinery has been | |
altered and changed -- not just the neat and orderly | |
arrangement you'd expect to find behind bulkheads -- | |
there's a sense of cross-circuitry, re-wiring, | |
equipment being rearranged. Clearly, a lot of work has | |
gone on in this area of the ship. Worf steps forward, | |
examines the corridor closely. | |
ENSIGN HAWK | |
What the hell is going on? | |
WORF | |
Borg... | |
Worf signals the team forward, and they slowly begin | |
picking their way down the Borgified Corridor. It's | |
not easy -- they have to choose their footing carefully | |
as they walk through the maze of cables, circuits, and | |
machinery... Ensign Hawk accidentally steps on some | |
circuitry, which gives off a BEEP. The entire team | |
suddenly whirls their lights and weapons on the | |
unfortunate Ensign, who pales at their sudden attention. | |
Worf looks irritated, then motions his team to continue | |
their search. They continue making their way down the | |
spooky corridor... and as they turn a corner... | |
92 NEW ANGLE - ANOTHER CORRIDOR 92 | |
where the machinery is now THICKER and more BORG-LIKE | |
in appearance. Tubes and cabling hang down from the | |
ceiling. If anything, it's even colder in here. The | |
deeper they go, the worse it gets. We can now hear a | |
low, sinister HUM of alien power. At the end of this | |
corridor is the ENVIROMENTAL CONTROL ROOM, as seen | |
earlier. The entire doorway is gone -- and a weird | |
pulsing GLOW fills the room. Worf stops his team at | |
the sight. From this vantage, we cannot see directly | |
into the room, but clearly something is going on in | |
there. | |
Worf signals his men to spread out, and they take up | |
positions around the Corridor, all weapons trained on | |
Environmental Control. | |
WORF | |
Worf to Bridge. We're about to | |
enter the Environmental Control | |
Room. | |
RIKER'S COM VOICE | |
Any sign of Data, or the Borg | |
themselves? | |
As Work and Riker continue talking, we MOVE TO Ensign | |
Hawk, who is now the last man in the formation, | |
covering the rear. He's shining his phaser-beacon into | |
the empty darkness. He can't help looking back over | |
his shoulder at the rest of the team and the distant | |
Environmental Control Room -- that seems to be where | |
the action is. As he turns, his beacon moves with him, | |
throwing the Corridor behind them in and out of | |
darkness. | |
WORF | |
(continuing) | |
Negative. However, they've | |
reconfigured the ODN network... | |
and re-routed all power on this | |
deck into Environmental Control. | |
As Worf speaks, Ensign Hawk turns back, but this time | |
when he shines his beacon into the darkness, something | |
MOVES in the distance -- a shadow. The Ensign freezes, | |
brings his rifle up. But did he see it, or was it his | |
imagination? | |
A tense beat as he waits, heart pounding... but nothing | |
happens. On the wall next to his head we see what can | |
only be described as a BIO-MECHANISTIC CABLE creeping | |
out of the wall... which begins slowly heading for the | |
Ensign's neck. Just as he begins to sense that | |
something is happening behind him, the cable WHIPS OUT | |
around his neck and YANKS him deep into the bed of | |
circuitry in the blink of an eye -- the motion so fast | |
we have trouble following it. | |
Worf turns his head at the sound. | |
WORF | |
Stand by, Commander | |
(to team) | |
Where's Ensign Hawk? | |
Everyone looks around, surprised that he's not there. | |
Everyone is alert, keyed up. The tension is thick. | |
Utter silence, except for the hum of the machinery and | |
the frosty breathing of the team. | |
RIKER'S COM VOICE | |
Worf? Is something wrong? | |
WORF | |
Something is very wrong, | |
Commander. We're falling back. | |
Worf gives hand signals for the team to move out. But | |
just as they start to fall back, everything happens at | |
once. | |
93 BORG DRONES 93 | |
EXPLODE OUT OF THE WALLS, CEILING AND FLOOR! What | |
follows is a BLUR of action happening so fast and | |
furious we never get a true sense of what's happening. | |
A flurry of violence and motion and images: | |
-- A snarling Borg face -- half-human, half-machine, a | |
cybernetic nightmare. | |
-- Strange, bio-mechanical WEAPONS extruding from Borg | |
bodies, RIPPING into human flesh. | |
-- A crewmember PULLED into a bed of machinery. | |
WORF | |
Fire at will! | |
But the Borg are already on top of them. It's a brutal | |
fight in close quarters with no escape. | |
Phasers and Borg lasers lighting up the corridor, | |
bodies flying through the air... utter chaos and | |
terror. The fight goes hand to hand and Worf sees that | |
they don't have a chance... | |
WORF | |
(throwing off a Borg) | |
Fall back! | |
The team starts backpedaling, FIRING as they go...but | |
the Borg are unstoppable now -- they put up personal | |
force fields to protect themselves. | |
WORF | |
Go, go, GO! | |
Worf pushes his men down the corridor. Everyone turns | |
and RUNS like hell. Worf bends down and grabs a | |
frightened Lieutenant by the collar, pulling him along. | |
94 VARIOUS SHOTS: 94 | |
-- The team running through the corridors, SHOOTING | |
behind them at the pursuing Borg, to no effect... | |
-- Two of the Borg raise their arms and FIRE LASER | |
BURSTS out of their arms and wrists, taking DOWN two | |
Security Guards. Worf sees them fall but there's no | |
time to go back. | |
95 INT. DECK 46 - CORRIDOR 95 | |
As Worf's team starts CLIMBING UP and out the dark | |
hatch in the floor seen earlier. | |
96 INT. DECK 47 - CORRIDOR 96 | |
As the last member of Worf's team climbs out to safety. | |
The Borg swarm is about to overpower Worf. He quickly | |
hits a few controls on his phaser, sets it to overload. | |
We hear the building WHINE. He JUMPS straight up into | |
the air, GRABBING onto the hatch rim, pulling himself | |
up. He barely manages to vanish from view just as the | |
phaser EXPLODES in a FIERY BLAST, taking out several of | |
the Borg drones. | |
97 INT. DECK 46 - CORRIDOR 97 | |
The conclusive BLAST comes up through the hatch, | |
causing Worf to duck for a moment. | |
Worf reaches out to close the hatch, when a BORG HAND | |
bursts up from below and GRABS his forearm. It's a | |
test of strength. Worf reaches over with his other | |
arm, hits a control and the hatch SLIDES CLOSED, | |
SEVERING the Borg arm in a shower of sparks. | |
WORF | |
Worf to Bridge -- force fields! | |
The force field FLASHES into place. Worf and his team | |
sit there a moment, catching their breath, stunned at | |
what they've just been through. | |
RIKER'S COM VOICE | |
What the hell happened down there, | |
Worf? | |
WORF | |
Commander... we have a problem. | |
OFF Worf's shaken expression... | |
CUT TO: | |
98 INT. MISSILE SILO - CATWALK - DAY 98 | |
Geordi and Picard are walking down the catwalk ladders | |
toward the missile's massive engines. Now that the | |
smoke has cleared and the place has been cleared up a | |
bit, we get our first good look at the ship and the | |
damage done in the Borg attack. | |
GEORDI | |
(on the move) | |
Cochrane was going to use this | |
solid rocket booster to lift the | |
ship into orbit. Before the warp | |
drive took over... everything | |
would depend on these old chemical | |
engines. | |
(beat) | |
Now here's the problem... | |
They arrive at a point on the fuselage where we can see | |
a large section of the engines have been BLASTED AWAY, | |
leaving a deep, ugly SCAR -- broken conduit lines, | |
wires that now lead to nothing. It's clear that a key | |
piece of equipment has been destroyed. | |
GEORDI | |
(re: damage) | |
This used to be the throttle valve | |
assembly. | |
(observing it) | |
It controls the thrust of the | |
engines. It's been completely | |
vaporized... and without it, | |
there's no way to launch the ship. | |
PICARD | |
Can you reconstruct the throttle | |
valve? | |
GEORDI | |
Yeah... if I knew what it looked | |
like. There's probably five | |
hundred ways to design a valve | |
like this... | |
PICARD | |
We need to launch this ship in | |
under eighteen hours... | |
(beat) | |
There must be some design | |
schematics... blueprints... | |
GEORDI | |
We're tearing this place apart | |
looking for them... but the | |
computers are down, and the fires | |
destroyed half the files...so | |
far, nothing. | |
They look at the damage in frustration. | |
GEORDI | |
If it was just part of the warp | |
drive, I'd know what to do. But | |
this... it's like trying to | |
rebuild Orville Wright's airplane | |
with canvass and sticks. | |
Picard thinks, remembers something. | |
PICARD | |
Wait a minute... | |
99 INT. CONTROL ROOM 99 | |
Moments later. Picard and Geordi are looking at the | |
three cloth-printed photographs seen earlier -- the | |
headshot of Cochrane and two different angles of the | |
three cloth-printed photographs seen earlier -- the | |
warp ship with people working on it. Picard spreads | |
them out on the desk. | |
GEORDI | |
Yeah, I looked at these already. | |
Geordi points to a photo of the ship -- a worker is | |
walking in front of the throttle assembly, blocking | |
most of it from view. | |
GEORDI | |
You can almost see the throttle | |
assembly in this one... but this | |
guy walked in front of it when | |
they took the picture. | |
Picard considers, absently sticks his hand in his | |
jacket pocket. He pulls out the canister of balm | |
Scrimm gave him and tosses it onto the table. | |
PICARD | |
Could you reconstruct the throttle | |
from a photograph like this... if | |
that man wasn't blocking the view? | |
Geordi thinks it over. | |
GEORDI | |
Maybe... | |
(beat) | |
Sure. Yeah. As long as I could | |
get a clear look at the intake | |
configuration. But so far, we | |
haven't found any other photos. | |
PICARD | |
(staring at photos) | |
If there are other photographs... | |
I think I may know how to find | |
them. | |
CUT TO: | |
100 INT. BORG HIVE 100 | |
It's a while later, and the Borg are making progress. | |
Data is strapped to the table, PANELS open on his HEAD | |
and CHEST. Three Borg drones are working methodically | |
on his inner-circuitry. The jagged voice of the woman | |
cuts in: | |
WOMAN'S VOICE | |
Your resistance is... illogical. | |
To us, your neural net is simply | |
another piece of technology. We | |
will learn its secrets. | |
Data stares at the murky ceiling. | |
DATA | |
Who are you? | |
WOMAN'S VOICE | |
I am the Borg. | |
DATA | |
That is a contradiction. The Borg | |
act as a collective consciousness. | |
There are no individuals. | |
WOMAN'S VOICE | |
I am the beginning... the end. I | |
am the one who is many. I am the | |
Borg. | |
Out of the mist that hugs the top of the room DESCENDS | |
the BORG QUEEN. | |
She is unlike any of the Borg drones we've ever seen -- | |
a humanoid female with conduits and tubes running out | |
of her body. She has no legs. Her torso is SUSPENDED | |
by a complex rig of CABLES and HYDRAULICS. Her face | |
and upper-torso are much more humanoid, with the pasty- | |
pale white of Borg flesh. Her EYES have a silvery | |
glint to them. Her demeanor is seductive and sensual | |
in contrast to the harsh, mechanical surroundings. She | |
is an eerie blend of two worlds -- organic and | |
mechanical. | |
With the soft HISS of hydraulics, she LOWERS herself | |
down to where her face is very close to that of Data's. | |
Her features are almost angelic, but the silvery gli |
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