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 surges between
the corpse and MacLeod. MacLeod starts to glow. The garage
is crackling. Windshields EXPLODE.
stones of a country graveyard gleam in the last daylight.
PREACHER
Yore Book is full of killins.
He starts fast and noisily down a steep hill.
PREACHER
But there are things you do hate, Lord:
perfume-smellin things -- lacy things --
things with curly hair --
CUT TO
INT. A BURLESQUE HOUSE -- MEDIUM CLOSE SHOT -- A DANCER
She is hard at work to music o.s.
FULL SHOT -- AUDIENCE -- CENTERING ON PRE
stone. . .
and the arrow.
All right, guys. . . Lets go!
[ Boys cheering ]
Man: Hup!
Hup!
Hup! Hup!
Hup! And up!
All right, hit the deck -- push-ups.
Crank out .
Ready. . .
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Five!
Six!
Seven!
Nine...
Morning , Ernest.
Oh , hi , Miss St. Cloud .
Um...
The sun rides high . . .
in . . .its path . . . across the heavens.
Where. . .is the red . . .
chaise lounge?
Ernest, what l ca
The World Is Not Enough
GUN BARREL LOGO OPENS ON
GENEVA SWITZERLAND, an unnaturally clean city that melds old
Europe with new money of both dubious and legitimate source.
INT. HALLWAY OFFICE BUILDING - DAY
An engraved brass plaque announcing the name of the 몷private
banking institute몸 within.
INT. PENTHOUSE BANK OFFICE - GENEVA - DAY
JAMES BOND, dressed impeccably as ever, is being FRISKED by