Stars in the black of space. PAN DOWN to sapphire blue sky, the brighter stars still shining through. Its Arctic midnight, the weak sun tiny on the distant horizon. We skim along the water, in and around looming glacial cliffs-- The top of an iceberg pushes through the waters surface. Carved into the ice is a single mammoth word:
G o d z i l l a
We continue past, along the ocean, and discover:
carve for himself...
for on his choice depends
the safety and health of this whole state.
Then weigh what loss
your honor may sustain...
if with too credent ear you list his songs.
Yet here, Laertes?
Aboard, aboard, for shame!
The wind sits in the shoulder of your sail,
and you are stayed for.
There, my blessing with thee.
These few precepts in thy memory
look thou character.
Give thy thoughts no
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.
carved handguard, razor-sharp,
feather-light.
The Mans overhead slams onto concrete, ripping up hunks of
stone. MacLeod fans his blade.
MACLEOD AND THE MAN"S SWORDS
clang in the tunnel, pulverizing cars, gouging columns in
showers of brilliant sparks.
Running Feet, Shouting VOICES, distant SIRENS.
His opponent is outmatched. Surging forward:
MACLEOD
cuts off the Mans head. A shimmering energy sur
carved into a pair of angels wings. The left hand wears an ivory ring -
with a gold T set in it.
MANS VOICE (OC)
(an English accent. calm. sonorous)
Diedre was silent - still - as always....
TILT UP to AARON LIGHTNER (the white-suited Man who strolled past the Mayfair mansion).
AARON
..but there is no question about it she is dying.
WIDE OF SCENE - A MAGNIFICENT SITTING ROOM
AARON stands at a mah
CARVING the bottom. He
slashes viciously back toward the lip and--
In a radical INVERTED AIR ATTACK sails SIX feet above the
wave in an explosion of water--
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INT. BANK
--BAAAAAAMMM!
Glass doors explode OPEN and Pig Nose #1 SPINS inside. He
fires a burst into the ceiling. BRRAAMM!!
PIG NOSE #1
EVERYBODY on the floor!
PEOPLE drop.
VERY FAST HERE--
Two bandits handle BANK EMPLOYEES and customers--
cliff wall, one hundred fifty feet.
FRANK
(simultaneously)
Still diving, depth nine hundred feet. Port
clearance to cliff wall, one hundred fifty feet.
Tension builds in the attack room as the Montana surges to intercept the
intruder. The exec tensely watches the vector-graphic readout for the side-
scan sonar array. The sub is running uncomfortably close to the cliff walls.
EXEC
(low, to Captain
Lone Star
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EXT. TEXAS SCRUB -- DAY
Two men in shorts and Hawaiian shirts are poking around a
sandy section in the middle of scrub flats.
SERGEANT CLIFF POTTS is in the f.g., a plant-and-tree
guidebook in hand, as SERGEANT "MIKEY" HOGAN works a metal
detector over a large, sandy bank in the b.g. Both are Army
career men with a morning off to pursue their hobbies.
CLIFF
We got ocotillo, devils w
Escape From L.A.
Screenplay by John Carpenter
Debra Hill
Kurt Russell
Produced by Debra Hill
Kurt Russell
Directed by John Carpenter
Cast List:
Kurt Russell Snake Plissken
Stacy Keach Malloy
Steve Buscemi Map to the Stars Eddie
Peter Fonda Pipeline
George Corraface Cuervo Jones
Valeria Golino Taslima
Pam Grier Hershe
Michael Forbes Brazen
Cliff Robertson President
A.J. Langer Utopia
Bruce Campbe
carved
with a butcher knife.
Two of them were kids.
If anybody deserves
to go that way...
it sure in the hell was him.
Look, Ed,
Tom Beck is the best Ive got.
If I give him to you,
Ill never get him back.
My department will crumble...
crime will run rampant...
the city will fall into ruin...
hordes will control the streets,
and life as we know it will end.
I dont want Willis.
I want Beck.
Senator