powerfully built young man and though
barely twenty years old he already has the caution and
arrogance of a Caesar.
Opposite A GAUNT MAN climbs from a heap of blankets:
GALEN of PERGAMUM, probably the most frozen, unhappy man
on earth. The wagon is lined with pillows and blankets.
Baskets of bread and dried fruit are stacked in one corner
and an oil lamp hangs from a pivoting cleat like the
swing
power mower.
INT. HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY
The shadow is a man with dove white hair, wearing a dress
shirt and seersucker jacket. This is JAMES WHALE, age 67.
DAVID
Id have more peace of mind if the
live-in nurse were still here.
HANNA
She was nothing but bother. I not
like her, Mr. Jimmy not like her.
We do better if you live-in again,
Mr. David.
In the dining room, visible through open double
combat shotgun.
Armed for a small war, they close the car trunk.
RACKIN
Ready to rumble?
Horman sails the sombrero across the street. They slap hands
with each other. Rackin oozes wild charisma. His team would
follow him to hell and come back with the Devil on his orders.
The four walk down the street like The Wild Bunch.
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EXT. TIAJUNA BUILDING -- DAY
At the doorway, Breen eases a fiber optic s
Celebrate" by Rare Earth comes on LOUD.
Troy walks away holding his temple in pain; SOLDIERS gather
to stare at the dead Iraqi, getting their cameras out.
EXT. IRAQI DESERT ROAD - AMERICAN SOLDIERS IN COMBAT GEAR
dance on a road in the desert. "I Just Want to Celebrate"
BLARES as the CAMERA DOLLIES THROUGH the soldiers.
DOLLY INTO TENT TOWN, past bare chested soldiers pumping free
weights; jogg
A SILHOUETTED MAN in front of mirror dons his Marine dress blues. Spit polish shoes laced. Medals clipped to jacket. All in CLOSEUP. We never see him fully.
The Man puts HIS HAT squarely on his head. EYES glint.
On the mans dresser: MARINE MEMORABILIA. Three Purple Hearts, photos of a WOMAN (his wife), PHOTOS OF MARINES in combat locales.
TIGHTER INTO THE PHOTOS
We HEAR PANICKED VOICES, EXPLOSION
power.
Hitlers armies are charging
through the heart of the Soviet Union...
towards the oilfields
of Asia.
One last obstacle remains.
A city on the Volga...
where the fate of the world
is being decided. Stalingrad.
Glorious comrade Stalin...
has ordered not another
step backwards.
The people of the Soviet Union
shall be free.
Go forward, comrades.
Not a step backwards!
Listen to these letters
sen
Combat stations. Blaster men,
activate your scopes.
Radio contact, sir.
Theres a voice.
- Human?
- It sounds like it.
Boost it.
Spaceship, identify yourself.
Youre being tracked.
Cut me in, Quinn.
United Planets Cruiser C- -D,
J.J. Adams commanding.
- Who are you?
- Morbius of theBelerephon.
- Who?
- Edward Morbius.
Here it is. "Morbius, E. Ph.D., Lit.D.
Expedition philologist."
- Philologist?
-
powerful.
And in a sense
you must be more powerful
if you are to survive in this land
with the bear.
No one knew that.
No one ever friggin knew
that there are times when my life
is on the precipice of death
and that these bears can bite,
they can kill.
And if I am weak,
I go down.
I love them with all my heart.
I will protect them.
I will die for them, but I will not die
at their claws and paws.
power makes a treaty advisable.
Id convince them.
Id take ships of war and burn the soil of Sparta black!
Im sure you would, Polydorus, and create endless war.
And you, Hector, do you aspire to anything...
-...but to excel at swordplay and boxing? -Yes, sire.
The javelin and the discus.
Hectors a good son, Priam.
And a good husband, my lord. Is that not sufficient glory?
By your leave, Paris ship
combat...
...we are met at this chosen ground...
...to settle for good and all...
...who holds sway, over the Five Points.
Us Natives, born rightwise to this fine land....
...or the foreign hordes defiling it!
Under the ancient laws of combat I accept the challenge of the so called Natives.
You plague our people at every turn!
But from this day out, you shall plague us no more!
Let it be known, t