angling at his side. We dont know him, and
its going to be a while before we see him again, but mark
his face because well see him again. The Killer now picks
up the dark shape in the Bodys hand, and we see its - A
BRIEFCASE. The Killer cuffs the Briefcase to his wrist and
turns to - TWO MEN standing behind him: subordinates. The
Killer shows them the Briefcase.
KILLER
God loves me.
THE BODY sudd
-shirt.
ANGLE ON A YOUNG ADULT
Struggling through a horse stance, his face in real pain. He is trying his best to hold the stance, but his legs are quivering. He drops out of the stance onto his knees. Master Kwan is right beside him.
YOUNG ADULT
Sifu Kwan, was that long enough? Its been 10 minutes...
Sifu Kwan shakes his head and puts his hands behind his back as he walks past the student.
KWAN
It is very early in the dawn - blue light filters through the jungle and across a foul swamp. A mist clings to the trees. This could be the jungle of a million years ago.
Our VIEW MOVES CLOSER, through the mist, TILTING DOWN to the tepid water. A small bubble rises to the surface; then another. Suddenly, but quietly, a form begins to emerge; a helmet. Water and mud pour off revealing a set of bea
angling his head to
read the title)
Dear me, arent we in an unfriendly
mood. Caesars conquest of Gaul.
Arent we terribly conscientious
about our studies? By the way, did
the supervisor give you permission
to take that book away from the
school grounds?
NAPOLEON
(quietly)
Fuck off, Bremond.
BREMOND
Oh, my goodness. What language!
Did you learn that from your mother,
Bonaparte?
Bremond is 4 years o
ANGLE: MIKE, in the dining room, posing for a photo with
his ten-year-old son, TOMMY, proudly displaying his new
gold detectives SHIELD pinned to his jersey.
MIKE
(calling to his
wife, for a family
portrait)
Ellie! Cmon! Over here!
ANGLE: ELLIE, MIKES wife of fifteen years, a local
product, bright and lively, and clearly proud as hell of
her man. She frees herself from the crush of friends,
hurry
Tilt the wheel to your right.
Right?
Augie, check me out!
IKnow what Im saying?
Tywan! Tywan!
Spinning like a motherfucker!
You know what I mean?
Spin like a nut!
Whats my name?
Walter, I need to talk.
Im pretty busy now. What is it?
Open it.
I dont suppose this kid
cares about our budget crisis.
Have the textbook room
charge him for it.
That says .
Thats the police code for homicide.
I know what
ANGLE ON CHRISTINE CARTER
A thirteen-year-old girl sitting at a desk. She raises
her hand.
SISTER IMMACULATA
Christine?
CHRISTINE
Sister, may I be excused?
SISTER IMMACULATA
Christine...
CHRISTINE
Its an emergency. Real bad.
Sister Immaculata nods, pursing her lips. Christine
stands and heads for the door.
??
CUT TO:
INT. GIRLS ROOM
Christine is now in the deserted St. Annes girls room.
She is st
ANGLE ON ONE OF THE WARRIORS 14
??
He is huge, evil looking. His body is enormous, his head
mechanical. This is SARK. He glows ominously blue. He is catching
the pellet thrown from his opponent who is much smaller, glowing
yellow.
??
15 CLOSE UP - FACE OF THE OPPONENT 15
fearful, nervous, poised on one ring.
16 SARK 16
sneering, as he uses his electronic cesta to hurl the pellet
back with violent
Riders on horseback cross the desert. From this distance they appear to be a company of Army Cavalry Soldiers.
CLOSER ANGLES ON THE RIDERS
Reveal only details of saddles, hooves and uniforms. The riders are silhouetted against the rising sun as they ride into an ancient CLIFF PUEBLO.
The OFFICER IN COMMAND raises his hand halting his troops.
OFFICER
Dis-mount!
RIDERS climb down from their mounts.
Tomorrow Never Dies
Screenplay
by
Bruce Feirstein
(for educational purposes only)
FADE IN ON:
EXT. DESOLATE MOUNTAIN RANGE - HIGH ANGLE - DAWN
Super: THE KHYBER PASS, AFGHANISTAN
Were looking down at what used to be called "The End of the Known
World." A landscape that is both beautiful, and forbidding.
In the center of this vista, there is a deep ravine.
Pushing in on the ravine, there appears t