loading
supplies into a small boat. He stops to watch the
childrens negotiations. Little JACQUES is putting his
flippers on.
JACQUES
Ok. Ill get it, but no fighting,
all right?
The two boys nod as they point to the coin.
JACQUES
Well split it.
FIRST BOY
You cant split a coin. Thats
stupid.
SECOND BOY
Hes right. Youre stupid.
The pope smiles.
JACQUES
Then well buy something and split
that.
SECOND
program.
March Hare to Big Bopper.
Were three minutes off the intersection.
Can you make it?
Well make it! Move over!
Im driving!
Not this again! Ive been assigned!
Hang on. Im supposed to drive this crate!
Hey, Sarse, whats the form on this thing?
A twisto bikey, scoot jockey.
A few hours ago, down in Sun City,
he goes berserk.
Breaks custody, wastes a young premmie
and takes off in a Pursuit Sp
turned black. Now weve lost communication with my men.
(The men in suits carry the container, which now has the boy in it,
to the helicopter, Bronschweig looks at the boy then follows the men
to the helicopter, standing and watching them load him on.)
FIRE CHIEF: What about my men?
(Bronschweig turns and looks at him as the copter starts to take off.)
FIRE CHIEF: What about my men??
(Several tan
It is 7:14 P.M., Monday, September 22, 1975, and we are watching the network news programs on CBS, NBC, ABC and UBS-TV, the network of our story. The AUDIO is OFF; and head shots of WALTER CRONKITE, JOHN CHANCELLOR, HOWARD K. SMITH and HARRY REASONER, and of course, the anchorman of our network, HOWARD BEALE, silently flit and flicker across the four television screens, interspersed with the news
load.
Whooee!
Lets go, James!
James! Your hat.
Thank you.
Youre facin felony counts, Sanchez.
Why, thats... years.
Even one of your famous million-dollar
bribes cant get you out of this one.
Two.
What?
Two million. US.
A standing offer
for anyone who springs me.
Goddamn it. You think
youre in some banana republic?
All that scumbag money
wont do you a bit of good here.
Very good. But I think
Im go
load of problems Im not prepared for.
-She has a "sins of the father thing". -I do not.
The mother was at university and the father was an exchange student.
Sweetheart, if there are any complications,
psychological or physical, well handle it.
Shes got us. My best friends a doctor.
Besides, I play racquetball with a couple of good shrinks.
Youre such a wise guy.
Shes beautiful.
Its okay.
Oh, s
programmed to strike * at me, in the year
1984... before John was born. * It failed. *
TERMINATOR 2 - Rev. 9/10/90 3
6 VOICE (SARA CONNER) 6* The second was set to strike at John himself,
* when he was still a child. As before, the * Resistance was able
to send a lone warrior. A * protector for John. It was just a
question of * which one of them would reach him first... *
DISSOLVE TO: 7 ext. truc
loading them into the gun, one by one, methodical and grim.
Six in the chamber. His gaze goes back to the bungalow.
He shuts off the radio. Abrupt silence, except for the distant
lovers moans. He takes another shot of bourbon courage, then
opens the door and steps from the car.
4 EXT -- PLYMOUTH -- NIGHT (1946) 4
His wingtip shoes crunch on gravel. Loose bullets scatter to
the ground. The b
loaded.
Id already worked on the beautiful dumb one. He helped out.
I laid it on kind of thick about Mom drinking...
and how tough it was on me watching my step dad die...
which is, like, so opposite.
And how it would give Mom and me a chance to grieve in our own ways...
if there was a little distance between us, just for the summer.
Plus, Id clean for them, or tell the maid places she missed.
Bi
loaded...
CATES
This is a .44 Magnum, the most
powerful handgun in the world. You
gotta ask yourself just one
question. Are you feelin lucky?
ELAINE
I still dont think its loaded.
Elaine shakes her head and smiles, folds her arms over her
breasts, shivers a little... Cates looks at the cylinder,
spins it...
CATES
Hey, youre right.
ELAINE
Youre hopeless.
CATES
Thats the way I see it, too.
Be puts