RONIN
an original screenplay by
J.D. Zeik
DRAFT: May 20, 1997
A BLOOD RED SCREEN - A JAPANESE DRUM starts to play, softly,
but tinged with a desperate edge, growing louder, joined by
other DRUMS as a BLACK LEGEND scrolls up: In feudal Japan,
the warrior class of Samurai were sworn to protect their
liege lords with their lives. Those Samurai whose liege was
killed suffered a great shame, and they
Blood hits the lens as the Correspondent is cut in half.
The CAMERA catches a glimpse of HUGE CLAWS as Cap Trooper
JOHNNY RICO , 18, blows away SOMETHING BIG big with his pulse cannon.
JOHNNY
Comon, lets go ! ON THE BOUNCE
The cap troopers move out, among them DIZZY FLORES, 18, ACE
LEVY, 19, and KITTEN SMITH, 18. The CAMERA pauses, unsure.
FED NET CENTRAL (O.S.)
FOLLOW THEM...! GO ! GO !
The CAME
Stasi.
You left out the FBI.
- Are you FBI?
- I boost cars. That all.
I am a soldier trained in the art
of killing, not interrogation.
Nick likes you.
Hes a good boy.
Hes like a little brother to me.
So for him, I make an exception.
But now, my patience is at the end.
Are you FBI?
No.
Welcome to my family, Sascha.
I told you.
Make sure the boat leaves tonight.
It time, man.
- Time for what?
- To
stasis for days.
Youre a little disorientated.
Understand?
Im all right. Thank you.
OK. Take that. Dont rush it.
All yours.
You OK, Doc?
Want some coffee?
What?
Would you like some coffee?
No. Thank you.
All right. Suit yourself.
What about you, Starck?
Want something hot and black?
- Is that an offer?
- No.
Then how about some coffee?
- Starck?
- Yes, sir.
Why arent you on the bridge?
- Mind if