"48 HRS."
by
Roger Spottiswoode and
Walter Hill
&
Larry Gross and
Steven E. De Souza
FADE IN:
OPEN COUNTRY - DAY
Endless green hills bisected by a ribbon of highway. A road
gang clearing brush by the side of the road... Twenty-five
men in prison fatigues sweating through their mid-afternoon
labor.
THREE GUARDS
Flank the working prisoners... Mountie hats, shotguns,
sidearms, sunglasses; they look
exercise of prudence
and by meeting of the Zulus in a spirit of forbearance and
reasonable
compromise it will be possible to avert the very serious evil
of a war with
Cetshwayo:
13. Return to BARTLE FRERE. As he melts some sealing wax over a
silver burner:
BARTLE FRERE
(Referring to the letter he has just completed)
Does this do what we both know to be right Frederick?
CHELMSFORD
It does Sir Henr
exercising political
authority. Youre using force. And force, my
friends, is violence, the supreme authority
from which all other authority derives.
CARL JENKINS, 18, a superintelligent geek, jumps in.
CARL
Gee, we always thought you were the
supreme authority, Mr. Rasczak.
Laughter. Rasczak grins.
RASCZAK
In my classroom, you bet. Whether its
exerted by ten or ten billion, political
authority is
flanked by HEATHER MCNAMARA and HEATHER DUKE,
strides into the lunchroom pandemonium.
The stunning HEATHER CHANDLER turns from the tray before her
toward her incoming comrades. She is dressed stylishly and
expensively but not trendily; her hair, dramatically tied
back.
VERONICA
(submissively)
Hello, Heather.
Pulling out a crumpled piece of yellow paper, HEATHER
CHANDLER smiles. The content of wha
exercise! We have
an injury!
The Guard lowers his gun. The Dead Guard on the floor moves
to his feet, suddenly alive, coming to help Mack and Tucker...
??
(CONTINUED)
4.
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Suddenly, the lights go on and both Guards and Team members
come down the hall to see whats wrong with Tucker.
Some of the Guards have red paintball blasts on their chests.
A PAIR OF MEDICS in white push the Team members aside