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crAZRick
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My Terminator 4: Rise of the Resistance
Here it is again, in all it's glory: My Definitive Version of where the story should go from here, presented in script form, so Mostow can easily steal it and call it his own, without the tedious task of rewriting it for the screen..
(if this is better off posted in General Fiction or some place else, move it there... I didn't see it posted here any more or moved anywhere else, so...)
Terminator 4: Rise of the Resistance
INTRO:
FADE FROM BLACK The UNIVERSAL LOGO, PLANET EARTH spinning in space
The 'UNIVERSAL' tag fades, while the PLANET EARTH continues to spin (like the opening of WATERWORLD)
JOHN CONNOR:
(voice over)
The future is not set...
We have no fate but what
we make for ourselves...
It was all a lie! A lie I told myself!
From the future, to prevent Judgment Day,
to prevent the extinction of Mankind...
I failed...
UNIVERSAL PLANET EARTH LOGO suddenly alight with hundreds of NUCLEAR MISSILE launches, vapor trails and explosions dotting the surface
VARIOUS SCENES from the END OF T3:RISE OF THE MACHINES
the launch of multiple nukes, destruction around the world
INT. CRYSTAL PEAK HARDENED FACILITY, BUNKER COMPOUND
JOHN and KATE trapped at CRYSTAL PEAK
T-850 terminates T-X using fusion power cell as bomb
T-850, T-X ENDOSKELTONS remain in tact, pinned under blast doors
Power cell explosion causes catastrophic cave-in, sealing entrance to CRYSTAL PEAK as bombs fall around the world...
JOHN CONNOR
(voice-over)
3 billion lives lost...
Entire cities vaporized...
The planet decimated by nuclear war...
War started by machines…
Machines built by man to help us live, had turned against us...
They decided our fate in a microsecond...
Mankind had taken its toll on the world;
We were obsolete...
MORE SCENES of wasteland and nuclear winter enveloping the world
(like the nuclear winter playground scene in T1 and T2)
SCENE finally focus on CRYSTAL PEAK, the entrance cave collapsed, sealing the bunker from the outside world
JOHN CONNOR
(voice-over)
I failed in my mission to prevent this Hell.
Still, I had survived.
Guided by a machine.. protected, defended, ultimately saved by that machine..
A Terminator, sent from the very future from which I was running, had given me another chance...
A chance to set things right, to truly test Fate, a chance to live again.
I had survived, to prove that
Mankind could... would survive!'
FINAL SCENE FROM T3
INT. CRYSTAL PEAK BUNKER FACILITY, COMMAND AND CONTROL ROOM
The ‘main room’ COMMAND & CONTROL CENTER, the heart of the facility, where the computer banks, databases, communications systems are set
The COMM-SYSTEM speaker chatters with anxious, frightened calls from all around the region
SAC-COM COLORADO
Is anybody reading me?
Can anyone hear me?
MONTANA CIVIL DEFENSE
We have lost all command and control.
What's going on out there?
Is anyone receiving?'
JOHN CONNOR
This is John Connor, at Crystal Peak...
SAC-COM COLORADO
Connor?
What the Hell is happening?
Who's in charge there?'
JOHN
I am...
FADE TO BLACK
MUSIC: ORIGINAL TERMINATOR THEME (probably with a new BEAT added)
FADE IN TITLE: TERMINATOR 4
NUCLEAR EXPLOSION, MUSHROOM CLOUD envelops TITLE GRAPHIC, written as always in TERMINATOR FONT
FLAMES consume the TITLE graphic
FLAMES fade, TERMINATOR logo is charred from silver to brown, as...
FADE IN TITLE: RISE OF THE RESISTANCE
FADE FROM BLACK
MONTAGE of SHOTS and SCENES as CREDITS fade in and out
MONTAGE:
-JOHN (Nick Stahl) and KATHERINE (Claire Daines) perform various functions to 'power-up' their new home CRYSTAL PEAK
activate computers,
database modules,
and other equipment seen in the huge room
-Using 'the red folder' GENERAL BREWSTER'S file, 'CRYSTAL PEAK COMMAND & CONTROL FUNCTIONS' to unlock 'The Vault'
reveal food, water, clothing and supplies
enough to support 100 people for 10 years
-Unlocking secondary vault,
contents: RADIATION/CONTAMINATION equipment,
RAD-SUITS, REBREATHER MASKS,
HOODS, GLOVES, BOOTS
as well as a complete
DECONTAMINATION CHAMBER
-PAN and SCAN thru various areas of the bunker
BUNKS/BILLET AREA,
enough for 100 people to live comfortably, beds, wall
lockers, foot lockers, small tables, sparse furnishings
LAB/RESEARCH FACILITY,
WEAPONS VAULT,
containing PROTOTYPE PULSE RIFLES, PISTOLS along with various other modern-day military-issue weapons, M-16s, shotguns, 9-mm pistols...
AIR-RECLAMATION/VENTILATION SYSTEM CORE,
massive fans, filters and various other machines to
test, filter and circulate fresh and recycled air
throughout the compound, while venting deadly toxins
and radiation back out to be dispersed in the atmosphere
END CREDITS MONTAGE
INT CRYSTAL PEAK BUNKER, NEAR ENTRANCE
JOHN CONNOR prepares PLASTIC EXPLOSIVES CHARGES at the cave-in
JOHN wears a complete RADIATION SUIT while he works so close to the contaminated surface of the planet, and we hear the sound of crackling voice-communication as he works
JOHN
How we lookin' Kate?
KATE
(voice over, over John's Comm-Unit)
Rads are looking nominal this morning,
no heat signatures or movement of any kind detected on the surface…
Looks clear...
Over...
JOHN
That’s consistent with the reports from
SAC-COM and NORAD bunkers throughout the
South-West region.. seems like Judgment Day
wasn’t the ‘global threat’ we were expecting
after all.
KATE
(voice-over)
Roger that.
It doesn’t make much sense though, does it?
What purpose is served keeping humans alive?
What could this mean? Why do the machines need
any of us any more?
Over..
JOHN
I dunno, Kate. I dunno.
(laughing)
And, I’ve told you a million times, they always only ever say 'OVER' when they are talking in a group, to let the rest of the group know it's clear to respond!
It's only ME out here, hun...
I ALWAYS know it's clear to respond! Ha!
CUT TO
INT. CRYSTAL PEAK COMPOUND, COMMUNICATIONS CENTER
KATHERINE BREWSTER sits at the COMM STATION, monitoring surface
sensors, screens and read-outs, while wearing a COMM-UNIT HEADSET to communicate with JOHN on the surface
KATE
(laughing)
Hey! Who's the military brat here, and who's the scab off the streets, bub? OVER!
CUT TO
INT CRYSTAL PEAK BUNKER, NEAR ENTRANCE
JOHN steps back, away from the rubble and rock blocking passage to the outside world from the confines of the hardened facility
JOHN
Fire in the hole, beautiful...
Fire in the hole!
EXT. CRYSTAL PEAK BUNKER- MOMENTS LATER
The large mound of gravel, rock and rubble suddenly and violently explodes outward, a thunderous noise erupting from within as the EXPLOSIVE CHARGES detonate.
The chasm is partially cleared, allowing air and light to stream in from the outside world.
EXT. CRYSTAL PEAK BUNKER
JOHN crawls from the gap in the rubble, carefully, cautiously, almost daintily, to avoid tearing the RAD-SUIT on any sharp edges of debris.
JOHN surveys the surroundings casually, awed by the sight, a Geiger counter clicking and humming steadily in his hand all the while, his breathing somewhat erratic from stress and anxiety of being outside the confines of the bunker.
All is clear...
JOHN
All clear...
Kate, you should see this!
It's incredible!
KATE
(voice-over, distracted)
Did you just call me beautiful, Connor?
JOHN
Well, you are destined to be my wife...
And you ARE the most beautiful woman
I have seen this whole last year or so...
CUT TO
INT. CRYSTAL PEAK COMPOUND, COMMUNICATIONS CENTER
KATE is beaming, glowing, flushed with embarrassed excitement,
flustered, but quickly composes herself and responds
KATE
I'm the ONLY woman you've seen!
But the future is not set, remember, buddy?!
Don't get your hopes up!
(sighs)
And, thank you...
It has been awhile, hasn't it?
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EXT. CRYSTAL PEAK COMPOUND, NEAR SURFACE
JOHN completes his surface inspection and examination, and makes his way back toward the partially excavated gap leading back into the mountain, still noting readings from his Geiger-counter and equipment
JOHN
(no longer distracted)
OK OK... I'm coming back down.
I think I can work it so we can close the blast doors again, once I clear away enough of the rocks...
Then we can contact Colorado, Nevada, and
Arizona, and rally the troops...
KATE
(voice-over)
...always the romantic, Connor...
See you after decon...
(a beat)
OVER!
(giggles)
JOHN disappears back into the gap in the rock, descending into the BUNKER once more.
All is silent on the surface, until...
JOHN
Kate! Kate!
I found something!
It's Him! It's Them!
The Terminators!
Well, what's left of them any way...
They're still here!
Maybe we---
KATE
(interrupting)
John! I got something on the radio!
It's Civil Defense in Nevada! They have begun to mobilize! Come quick!
Get through decontamination, and get up here! John?!
JOHN crawls back under the blast door, past the charred and forms of the T-850 and T-X endoskeletal remains, their optical sensor ports dull and dead utterly devoid of any signs of life. Terminators, terminated.
FADE to BLACK, as JOHN chats with KATE
__________________
'The future is not set...'
'I'll be back...'
'Hasta la vista, baby!'
'I'm back!'
'Come with me if you want to live!'
'You're terminated!'
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crAZRick
I'm God here!
Gender: Male
Location: United States |
JOHN
(voice over)
Just like that, it was begun. The human resistance movement started small, very small. But, rapidly, we grew in strength and number. From bunkers and shelters scattered throughout the mountains, they came...
EXT. CRYSTAL PEAK COMPOUND- ETERNAL NIGHT OF NUCLEAR WINTER
VARIOUS SCENES of RESISTANCE FORCES making way through mountain passes to CRYSTAL PEAK, avoiding various MACHINE SENTRIES, FLYING H/Ks, T-1s, T-20s...
JOHN
(voice over)
Crystal Peak became a central stronghold, Kate and I its official 'Leaders'.
We cared for, trained and taught those who came to Crystal Peak; cared for their safety and security, trained them in the art of combat and survival, and taught them how to live with—and without—machines.
EXT. CRYSTAL PEAK COMPOUND- ETERNAL NIGHT
VARIOUS SCENES of KATE watching over CHILDREN with VARIOUS
REFUGEE MOTHERS, of COMBAT TRAINING with JOHN and the MEN, and..
KEY SCENE: JOHN CONNOR and VARIOUS MEN, in RAD-SUITS, digging and
cleaning a VENT, carved from the surface, into the
depths of the MOUNTAIN COMPLEX, connected to the AIR
RECLAMATION and FILTRATION SYSTEM, then disguising
the VENT with boulders and brush on the SURFACE of
the MOUNTAINSIDE
JOHN
(voice over)
Fate guided me, guided us, along a dangerous path into conflict and confrontation with our destinies, and into war against the machines.
It wouldn't be long before the machines would bring the fight to us, I knew.
And, in knowing that, I decided it might instead be best to take the fight to them!
EXT WASTLEANDS- NIGHT
BASE CAMP for the 132nd TACTICAL COMMAND RESISTANCE FORCE
PAN AND FLOAT around EXT and INT SHOTS around BASE CAMP AREA
NOTE: Not readily obvious that this is base camp, but
a few key SOLDIERS in the mix throughout the shot
NOTE: ‘132nd’ UNIT INSIGNIA on SOLDIERS, FLAGS, BANNERS
presence of CAPTAIN PERRY among his troops
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VARIOUS SCENES involving the 132nd TAC-COM RESISTANCE FORCES fighting to secure their base-camp and the surrounding area
JOHN
(voice over)
To use any advantage from knowing the history of things to come and the technological advances the machines would soon be capable of...
OTHER VARIOUS BATTLE SCENES like previous Future War scenes, only now YOUNGER JOHN and other RESISTANCE FIGHTERS wage the battles, find and exploit weakness in the machines, salvaging weapons and technology from the wreckage
JOHN
(voice over)
Using everything I knew of what was ahead, passing the knowledge to others, while holing up at Crystal Peak...'
Letting the world know who we were,
that we had survived, that they were not alone..
SCENES of KATE, JOHN and other COMM TECHS, seated in COMM-CENTER taking turns making RADIO CONTACT and communication with the outside world, plotting with other bunkers and shelters in the area
JOHN
(voice over)
And waiting... long periods of waiting...
Five years of waiting, and hoping.
Only venturing out, bringing the fight to the machines closer to their turf, keeping ourselves safely tucked away, off the grid...
Five years we struggled, five years of eternal night, until the skies began to clear some, and dim slivers of sunlight would filter through for a few hours each day... Five years, Crystal Peak resistance forces gathered and survived, regrouped and rebuilt a society...
While we waited, we made some 'advances' of our own... Some came quicker, and more unexpectedly, than others...'
INT. CRYSTAL PEAK RESEARCH LAB
VARIOUS TECHS work with feverish determination on a 'PROJECT' which remains shrouded beneath a large sheet or tarp
Lots of ELECTRONIC EQUIPMENT and COMPONENTS scattered throughout the LAB, but nothing of what is hidden under the tarp is revealed...
until...
MARKER: DECEMBER 20, 2015
INT CRYSTAL PEAK RESEARCH LAB
KATE and VARIOUS TECHS perform various tests and tasks in, on and around SHROUDED PROJECT AREA, all nodding and chatting excitedly about the project
After a few moments, JOHN CONNOR enters, trailed by a few LIEUTENANTS. As KATE turns from the PROJECT SHROUD, we see that she is VERY PREGNANT! Kate goes to John and they embrace and kiss, then both turn their attention to the TECHS, while the LIEUTENANTS also look on
JOHN
Well, this surprise is obviously not what
I was 'expecting' pardon the pun...
JOHN looks to KATE, patting her stomach gently and smiling
JOHN
What's going on, Kate?
What's all the excitement?
KATE steps to the SHROUD, beaming brightly
KATE
This is what's going on, Connor!
KATE pulls away the shroud, revealing TWIN TX-850 CYBORG UNITS, composed of various mixed-and-matched components from both CYBORG ENDOSKELETONS recovered from the entrance.
One of the CYBORGS, marked with a stenciled 'B' is incomplete, missing it's left arm and right leg, as well as some few metallic plate structures and armor in key places on its chassis, chest, back and skull, compared to the 'A' model which appears fully-reconstructed and almost 'alive'
KATE
They are not quite as you remember them, and they're not perfect...
They have no reserve fuel cells, so when they die, they die. But, the ‘good news’ is
we constructed miniature plutonium-power cells using blue-prints for the nuclear cell for this whole complex. The power cells for
both units were remarkably adaptable and accepted the plutonium downgrade with very little resistance or need for modification.
So, they could theoretically last hundreds of years on the plutonium cell we’ve installed,
barring meltdown or anything of that nature.
JOHN nods
JOHN
OK, so no reserve cells, no more plasma-
fusion reactor, but now you’re saying these
things are nuclear-powered?
KATE
Shielded in lead casing, John.
Perfectly safe, just like they were before...
JOHN
These things tried to kill me,
tried to kill us both, before!
What about that meltdown?
What would it take to cause something like that to occur?
KATE shrugs, but explains
KATE
I imagine some sort of power-surge or
catastrophic failure like...
well, like nothing I CAN imagine, John!
Think Chernobyl, or Three-Mile Island.
Whatever massive failure caused those would
be similar to what it would take to cause
them in these 2 Terminators, OK?
JOHN hardly seems convinced, but KATE continues
KATE
We adapted the poly-mnemonic 'skin' shell casing for both units, so... watch...
KATE activates some things on the TX-850A chest and the liquid metal begins to flow, encasing the endoskeleton completely
KATE
They will both be able to take the form of anything they sample by physical contact... for example...
KATE presses a few buttons on her mobile keypad...
The TX-850A morphs and changes its appearance from liquid silver to HUMAN
(this is where Duane 'The Rock' Johnson, or Arnold, or whoever first appears... this is how the 'new' Terminator is born!)
JOHN
(gaping, in awe)
My God, Kate! You...
You really did it?!
They work! The Terminators live again!
KATE
(nodding, beaming)
That's right!
The first, fully-functional,
'human-made' cybernetic organisms!
We call them TX-850A and B, since we essentially had to break them all down and rebuild from scratch using the leftovers from the original 850 and T-X models, as well as all the bits and pieces you guys bring back from the field...
The CPUs were still very much in tact, and quite easy to reprogram with whatever parameters we choose.
We should have all the necessary components to comple---
JOHN
(angry)
Forget what you call them, Kate!
I can't believe you got them back together, let alone programmed and powered them up!
KATE
What's wrong, John?
I thought you want to WIN this war?
I thought 'any advantage we can get, any way to manipulate the history of things to come...'
That's what you always said!
JOHN
I... I know!
Maybe... I was wrong!
KATE
(adamant)
NO! JOHN! You were not wrong!
None of what we have done here these
last 5 years has been wrong! We are
alive, we are surviving, we are
thriving! None of that is wrong!
KATE holds JOHN’S hand, placing it on her smooth round stomach once again
KATE
(softly, warmly)
None of it... OK?
JOHN
(nodding)
OK... So, what can they do?
__________________
'The future is not set...'
'I'll be back...'
'Hasta la vista, baby!'
'I'm back!'
'Come with me if you want to live!'
'You're terminated!'
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I'm God here!
Gender: Male
Location: United States |
VARIOUS SCENES: THE TX-850 MONTAGE
Kate and technicians demonstrate the TX-850A new and improved skills, strengths etc.
One notable difference in the TX-850A compared to the usual
T-800 series model we are used to: TX-850A's OPTICAL SENSORS glow BLUE, rather than the RED of the original version...
KATE
(voice over)
Visual acuity is 225% that of normal human range and quality... infrared and ultraviolet spectral analysis in wide range, ultra-high magnification and scanning, targeting still in tact. It's really amazing!
Weapons accuracy is 99.7---
CUT FROM MONTAGE TO
JOHN grabs KATE, spinning her to him, away from the TERMINATOR
JOHN
(interrupting)
You let this thing have access
to our weapons?
KATE nods, then cringes and wrinkles her nose (in that cute way that only Claire Daines can) immediately regretful of her response as she notes the expression on John's face
JOHN
DON'T! Just don't!
TX-850A, KATE and TECHS look on as JOHN releases KATE and storms from the RESEARCH LAB, his LIEUTENANTS following on his heels.
KATE appears stunned and bewildered but a moment later composes herself and seems thoughtful, reflective, and nods to herself
EXT. WASTELANDS
THE FUTURE WAR, TRACKED HUNTER-KILLERS and TRANSPORT VEHICLES roll across the ashen plains, plains littered with thousands of human skulls and skeletal remains.
The BATTLE TANKS fire volleys of PLASMA PULSE CANNON FIRE at the few RESISTANCE FIGHTERS who move between covered and concealed positions scattered across the field of death.
[EXTENDED SCENE, 4 to 8 minutes long, demonstrating wider scope of history of things to come, how much JOHN thinks and knows about the Future War, strategy and tactics, without having experienced so much of the war in any large degree. He knows what's coming, and it scares him]
JOHN leads a SQUAD against the on-coming BATTLE TANKS, firing ineffective shots against the impenetrable hull of the vehicle, charging from one concealed position to another, moving ever closer to the LEAD BATTLE TANK.
Finally within range, John shoulders a ROCKET LAUNCHER and takes careful aim
The rest of his SQUAD draw enemy fire by continuing to engage the TANK with their smaller, ineffective PULSE RIFLES and PISTOLS. JOHN FIRES the ROCKET
The ROCKET strikes the BATTLE TANK TRACK, perfect aim!
The BATTLE TANK grinds to an uneasy stop, dead on the battle field.
JOHN rallies the SQUAD to the disabled vehicle.
At the rear of the BATTLE TANK, a LARGE PANEL pivots down and open; a DOOR to the INTERIOR, the belly of the beast
A LARGE FIGURE marches from within the compartment
JOHN and the SQUAD stop and stare as the T-850 stalks from the tank, facing off against the humans stoically.
CYBORG T-850
John Connor...
JOHN inexplicably steps forward from the small group of men and women under his charge, squaring off against his Friend/his Enemy, the TERMINATOR.
T-850
You are terminated.
The T-850 decides John's fate in a microsecond, and a microsecond later, John is caught by the neck in the grip of the T-850, and lifted from the ground.
In a moment, all life is crushed out of John Connor before he can even react or fight back...
As the darkness of death overtakes him, Katherine screams from somewhere in the black... "JOHN!"
KATE
Wake up, sweetheart... John?
JOHN wakes with a start, gasping for air, shivering with anxiety and fear
INT. CRYSTAL PEAK LIVING QUARTERS, JOHN & KATE'S SECTION
KATE is sitting at JOHN’S bedside, and she jumps when he wakes so suddenly. JOHN frowns and shakes his head vigorously, trying desperately to forget the telling images. KATE knows without knowing, and she caresses JOHN tenderly.
KATE
The dream again?
JOHN
(heaving a heavy breath)
It's coming... I feel it!
KATE
We will be ready, John.
We're growing stronger every day!
And now, with the TX-8---
JOHN pushes away from her embrace, staring into her eyes hard and deep
JOHN
Do you really think we can change anything, Kate? Change the future? Change Fate?
Change our... my... destiny?
Look outside, Kate!
It's all come true!!
KATE
It all happened, Yes, I know!
But most of everything was put into motion before you were even born, before you grew and learned that we COULD change things!
This shit should have happened years ago, John! Who knows what Hell we would be into by now if not for everything you did back then to change it!
JOHN cannot help but nod, still watching KATE intently, reading her every move and expression, drawing strength and confidence in himself, from her words and poise
KATE
We will change Fate! We have to!
I don't want to lose you, Connor!
KATE takes JOHN’S trembling hand, placing it on her smooth round stomach
KATE
You are too important to me, to us...
to us all!
I love you John, I always have...
JOHN smiles and cries at KATE’S strength and determination and love for him, how very much she reminds him of his lost mother, and he embraces his lovely wife whole-heartedly again
JOHN
You know I just might be crazy, right?
KATE
This whole nightmare is nuts, John!
But, no matter what has happened, or what is still to come, I Love You! Who would have guessed I would be saying that after all these years, after the way you left me in Mike Cripkey's basement?!
JOHN
That was 20 years ago, Kate!
I was a different person back then!
JOHN recovers from his fears, rising from the bed, sweeping KATE up and into his arms before getting back to business
JOHN
So, what's the word from Colorado?
KATE
At last report, Captain Perry and the
One-Thirty-Second were being mobilized and prepped to move. They should be here in a week.. 10 days tops, if things go well...
JOHN
Good! Then we can get to work taking back California!
KATE suddenly goes pale a bit herself, gaping at JOHN in
stunned silence
JOHN recognizes this silence, leans in and kisses KATE’S
pursed lips
JOHN
‘No fate but what we make for ourselves...'
Remember? It's been long enough, we are getting stronger every day. It's time to start making some changes!
KATE finds her voice again, barely
KATE
OK... I guess I'll stay here and make sure
the TX-850s are---
JOHN
I want to take him with me, Kate.
Again, eerie stunned silence follows from KATE
JOHN
If anything's going to happen,
it's going to happen, right?
I got close to the Terminator once,
and it changed everything!
If I want to change Fate again, I have to keep that big hunk of steel close to me,
at least to prevent him stabbing me in the back!
KATE hardly seems convinced, not as easily swayed by his logic as he was by hers
JOHN
Don't worry, Kate...
You helped rebuild these things.
Nothing that comes from you could ever hurt me, right?
KATE finally cracks a slight smile, nodding, nuzzling JOHN
__________________
'The future is not set...'
'I'll be back...'
'Hasta la vista, baby!'
'I'm back!'
'Come with me if you want to live!'
'You're terminated!'
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I'm God here!
Gender: Male
Location: United States |
INT. CRYSTAL PEAK RESEARCH LAB-- LATER
KATE and TECHS perform final checks on TX-850A, while JOHN stands by
KATE activates the poly-mnmetic alloy inducer, the TX-850A begins to take shape
KATE flips some switches, types some keyboard commands, and presses some buttons
the BLUE OPTICAL SENSORS flash to life, just as the human face is formed over them; the TX-850A is operational!
TX-850A POV: SEPIA-TINTED optical scan reads:
ONLINE, POWERING UP... ACTIVE... INTERNAL DIAGNOSTICS... OPTIMAL... SCANNING...
TX-850A scans surroundings, gathering info on JOHN, KATE, TECHS, and control room
KATE punches a few more keys and the TX-850A steps free from the CONTROL PLATFORM, fully-aware and free
TX-850A approaches JOHN, JOHN stands firm
TX-850A
John Connor...
JOHN has a momentary flash of his nightmare, as TX-850A extends its arm and hand toward him...
TX-850 flashes 'Thumbs Up' then renders a sharp, robotic salute
JOHN looks to KATE and KATE simply shrugs
KATE
It was either that or have him dance a jig...
JOHN
Let's take this outside...
MONTAGE: JOHN and TX-850A 'bonding'/training/learning...
CUT TO
ELSEWHERE IN THE SIERRA NEVADA MOUNTAINS
The 132 TAC-COM Resistance Unit, led by CAPTAIN PERRY, guides a rag-tag, tattered convoy of REFUGEES from their over-run bunkers spread across the WASTELANDS of the South-West United States.
CAPT. PERRY is a rugged, battle-worn and weary warrior, far many more years etched on his face since Judgment Day that would be evident by his birth record, if those records even still existed. SQUAD consists of 24 MEN, barely distinguishable amongst the disheveled masses of REFUGEES whom they are defending. The only things that set the RESISTANCE FIGHTERS apart from the REFUGEES are some few scraps of make-shift body armor and an ARM PATCH with the 132nd TAC-COM UNIT INSIGNIA.
50-75 REFUGEES in the convoy, moving in small groups, flanked by 3 or 4 SOLDIERS. It is remarkably quiet in the eerie dark blue of near-night, with only the trudging of footsteps heard over the whisper of wind down the canyon pass.
6 GROUP LEADERS, responsible for 10-12 REFUGEES, 4-5 TROOPERS:
ANDREWS- 20ish, still very green, obviously not a hardcore
soldier, probably a weekend warrior reservist or guardsman before Judgment Day
NO RANK
KENT- Hard-core Marine-type, buzz-cut, no-neck, muscular,
tatooed. Weapons and tactics expert
RANK: SERGEANT
DAVISON- Bookish nerd, possible ROTC candidate before
Judgment Day. Technical whiz-kid, carries radio, night-vision goggles, and technical manuals and crap overflowing his rucksack
RANK: CORPORAL
BJERKEN- Looks like ‘the other brother’ who was supposed to
be a girl, who really tries to be butch and bad-ass, even though he’s 5’5" 120 pounds, late 20s. He must be lucky to be alive, the wimp, but he doesn’t let his shortcomings slow him down. Determined, deceptive inner-strength
RANK: SERGEANT
SOLOMON- Another Marine, but with a soft side and a
weakness: an obsession with comic books, including ARCHIE and war comics, especially CAPTAIN SLAUGHTER Thinks of military life like ‘ripped from the headlines’ of comics, rather than the other way around. KENT’S pal, but takes crap from the hard-core grunt
RANK: SERGEANT
ZWICK- The Female, though she is built bigger than a few
of the men, acts like Mother to the troops,
defending the weaklings in the squad
RANK: SERGEANT
[Another EXTENDED SCENE, introducing the 132nd RESISTANCE SQUAD, demonstrating each GROUP LEADER'S personality quirks and strengths, allowing viewers to become familiar with the TROOPS]
Suddenly, the silence is lifted, the whistling of the wind becomes an obvious, audible SHRIEK of MECHANICAL ENERGY
BJERKEN
(checking scanner equipment)
Shriekers, incoming!
Just over the ridge and closing fast!
PERRY
(scanning the canyon walls ahead)
Mini-Hunters! Damn!
(a beat as PERRY notes something up ahead)
PERRY
To the caves!
Everyone, move!!
The RESISTANCE TROOPS do their best to usher the REFUGEES quickly and quietly along the rocky canyon floor, toward the CAVES
CAPT PERRY shakes his head and summons 3 TROOPS from the squad, with grunts and hand gestures, positioning his marksmen as the SHRIEK grows ever louder, closer...
A few moments pass as REFUGEES and SOLDIERS begin filing hastily into the dark 'security' offered by the few small opening in the rock face, as...
A GROUP OF 4 FLYING MINI-HUNTER DRONES swoop over the lip of the CANYON, and coast downward, toward the convoy
PHASE CANNONS blast away from the fronts of the lead DRONES, scorching REFUGEES and SOLDIERS alike with their powerful bursts
PERRY
Wait for it...
ONE MARKSMAN TROOPER is too anxious though, and fires a quick volley from his covered and concealed position.
The smaller, hand-held PULSE-PISTOL BURST is almost entirely absorbed by the DRONE ARMOR PLATE, causing the DRONE to teeter slightly from the shock, before turning and firing upon the TROOPER'S position.
The TROOPER is blasted an instant later, and what remains of his body splatters over the area in a grotesque manner.
Only then do the REMAINING 3 MARKSMEN and CAPT. PERRY coordinate fire at the attacking DRONE
3 PULSE PISTOL and PERRY'S PULSE RIFLE blasts hit the DRONE squarely, and the unit explodes in a brilliant flare of BLUE ENERGY and RED FLAME
The remaining DRONES split up, 2 continue following the dense area of THERMAL ENERGY left as the CONVOY of REFUGEES and SOLDIERS enter the CAVES
The FINAL DRONE arcs high up and over the lip of the canyon once more, disappearing from the line of sight of the MARKSMEN below
PERRY
Get to the caves!
Move! MOVE!
PULSE CANNON BURSTS followed by explosions and multiple screams greet the MARKSMEN squad as they near the mouth of the CAVE
PERRY lingers near the rear, eyeing the sky for the ROGUE H/K DRONE. Once all the REFUGEES and TROOPS are 'safe' within the CAVES, PERRY shrugs and enters the LARGE CAVE himself
__________________
'The future is not set...'
'I'll be back...'
'Hasta la vista, baby!'
'I'm back!'
'Come with me if you want to live!'
'You're terminated!'
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I'm God here!
Gender: Male
Location: United States |
INT. LARGE CAVERN WITHIN THE CANYON WALL
3 SOLDIERS lay, dead, just within the entrance of the LARGE CAVE, their bodies still smoldering from PULSE CANNON ENERGY BLASTS.
A second DRONE CHASSIS also sparks and burns, crashed and destroyed, while FRIGHTENED REFUGEES cower against the far wall of the chasm.
From another PASSAGEWAY off the LARGE CAVERN, more REFUGEES flood, screaming in terror and pain. PERRY kneels and scans the passage as the REFUGEES pass, and he is greeted by the familiar SHRIEK on fast approach. Multiple PULSE-PISTOL BURSTS light up the area behind the THIRD DRONE, a few finding their mark, enough to send the DRONE skittering into the CAVE WALL, crashing and exploding.
ONE FEMALE REFUGEE screams and sobs, crying out in fear
FEMALE REFUGEE
Kyle? Where's Kyle?!
Where is the boy? KYLE!
PERRY scans the PASSAGE as 4 of his TROOPERS stalk from the dark
ZWICK crosses the CAVERN to cover the only other PASSAGE
SOLOMON steps in, bringing up the rear, quickly taking a knee against the near PASSAGE ENTRANCE, scouting down that passage, maintaining a secure perimeter
PERRY moves to the FRANTIC REFUGEE, who is being threatened by a TROOPER
ANDREWS
BE QUIET, Lady!!
PERRY
(sternly, but compassionately)
ANDREWS! Stand down!
Don't worry ma'am...
we'll find your son.
WOMAN
No, not my son...
I promised to look after him if...
his parents... they didn't make it out...
PERRY
Understood. Andrews, Kent, Davison with me! The rest of you, Rally Point is HERE!
Form a perimeter and keep the refugees safe! There's at least 1 more of these things out there, and who knows how many refugees scattered in these caves, so stay alert!
Across the cavern, KENT grumbles
PERRY
What's the problem, rough-neck?
SGT KENT steps forward a few paces, whispering gruffly
KENT
You're sticking us with the rooks, Cap!
The kids! Me and Solly could mop up the last of the shriekers and rally the refugees back here in 2 shakes!
I aint about to get wasted babysittin' a coupla weak-kneed momma's boys...
c'mon, Cap!
Cut me some slack!
PERRY considers KENT'S concerns for a few beats
PERRY
You're right, Sgt. Kent...
Sgt. Bjerken, front and center!
YOU take Andrews, Davison and a squad and clear these caves!
Recover whatever refugees you find stragglin' and rally them back here ASAP!
BJERKEN nods and quickly summons ANDREWS, DAVISON and 4 TROOPERS
PERRY steps up squarely into KENT'S face, steely-eyed and scowling
PERRY
You're on my shit-list, Kent!
Med detail for you!
I want every cut, scrape, bruise and hangnail on the refugees documented and doctored. Every sniffle stifled, every cough contained!
And, if I hear even a whimper from any one of them or yourself, I swear by Christ I'll bust your ass right here in front of the whole lot of 'em... and not even Momma Zwick will hold your hand thru that!
Long moments of silence as KENT cowers and everyone else in the CAVE freezes and pretends not to be listening...
CAPT PERRY, having restored discipline and control amongst the SQUAD, carries on in fine military manner
PERRY
Zwick, Solomon, maintain the perimeter!
And, Corporal Solomon, keep the comics stowed while you're on watch, or your ass will be joining Sergeant Kent on scab detail!
Move it out, people!
Everyone else, stand ready to defend...
The REMAINING TROOPS all go out about either assisting KENT administering first aid to the REFUGEES, or assisting ZWICK and SOLOMON with perimeter defense, cleaning, reloading weapons, or other manner of preparations to hold position in the cave
Just outside PERRY'S line of sight, CORPORAL SOLOMON squats in a slight alcove in the rock. Out of sight, out of mind, SOLOMON rustles thru his rucksack, collecting a few tattered COMIC BOOKS. With a hearty smile, SOLOMON hunches down in the alcove and begins scanning the colorful pages
PAN UP FROM SOLOMON'S POSITION: NOTE slight sprinkle of dust and debris from overhead...
CUT TO CRAMPED PASSAGE IN MOUNTAIN CAVE- AWHILE LATER
BJERKEN, ANDREWS, DAVISON and 4 TROOPERS spread out and stalk along the dark and dreary pass, checking the branches and off-shoots and alcoves for any signs of REFUGEES or MINI-FLYER activity.
The group comes to a convergence, where multiple passages come together and cross. BJERKEN raises a closed fist, signaling HALT! and the group scatters to the walls of the passage
BJERKEN looks around the small cavern nervously, uncertain how to proceed where so many options are available. He checks his squad, then steps to DAVISON near the corner of the passage entrance to the cavern.
BJERKEN
What'd'ya see Davison?
Anything?
DAVISON flips down the NIGHT-VISION viewer attachment on his skull-cap and scans; far-left, left center, center, right-center...
DAVISON
(gasping)
Ohhh shiii----
DAVISON'S POV thru NIGHT-VISION headgear:
A smallish heat signature registers, racing toward the group from a passage up ahead!
Before he can react further by raising his PULSE RIFLE, DAVISON is met by the ATTACKER head on, and both topple to the rocky cavern floor
The noise of the collision raises alarm with the others in the group and BJERKEN cracks a blue-light glo-stick, illuminating the area
Everyone else quickly draws a bead on the ATTACKER and DAVISON as they scuffle
DAVISON struggles for awhile under the weight and assault of the attacker, shrieking like a little girl the whole while, until finally he is able to shove his foe away.
Once free from the entanglement, DAVISON and everyone immediately notices that the assailant is a LITTLE BOY!
ANDREWS
Kyle? Kyle Reese?
The boy seems to respond to the name looking apprehensively at the group of troops
ANDREWS
Yeah, sure it's you!
You remember me, donchya, little dude?
We played that game on Sergeant Solomon the other day, fresh outta base-camp..
stole his favorite comics and hid out all afternoon, while he busted his ass looking all over! Busted Kent's ass too later, thinkin' he done it... -heh!-
DAVISON, a few TROOPERS chuckle some at ANDREWS recollection, obviously recalling the events of that day as well, recognizing the child, KYLE REESE
KYLE
(confused, afraid)
Where? Where are they?
The shriekers?
ANDREWS steps up, helping DAVISON to his feet, while the others lower their weapons and let their guard down
ANDREWS
Forget about the--
KYLE
(alarmed)
SHRIEKERS!
Before anyone can react, ANDREWS' chest explodes violently outward, and the tunnel is lit up by a thunderous blast of PLASMA-ENERGY from behind the TROOPERS!!
ANDREWS collapses with a whimper, his PLASMA RIFLE falling at KYLE'S feet.
The boy duck and crouches low to the ground, while the others turn to take aim at the SHRIEKING DRONE on approach
PULSE-WEAPON ENERGY BOLTS light up the passage
The FLYING MINI-H/K evades the first volley, firing repeated bursts of its own back on the TROOPS in the confined space.
2 of the 4 TROOPERS are caught in one of the blasts, scorched and fried, killing them instantly.
BJERKEN, DAVISON and the remaining TROOPERS continue firing upon the DRONE.
The DRONE suffers minor damage and streaks past the group, skittering down the left-center tunnel. 2 TROOPERS rush after the DRONE, into the intersection
KYLE sits up as the TROOPERS pass, clutching ANDREWS' PULSE RIFLE, trying desperately to lift it
KYLE
Oh, no...
__________________
'The future is not set...'
'I'll be back...'
'Hasta la vista, baby!'
'I'm back!'
'Come with me if you want to live!'
'You're terminated!'
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I'm God here!
Gender: Male
Location: United States |
KYLE glances anxiously at BJERKEN as the TROOPERS approach the left-center passage
BJERKEN notes KYLE'S panic, realizes something too late
BJERKEN
WAIT! Fall back!
Guys, stop!
Too late! the TROOPERS glance back in recognition of their leader's commands
A moment later a rapid-fire blast of PLASMA ENERGY envelopes them both, consuming their bodies, virtually vaporizing the TROOPERS where they stand, and the DRONE streaks from the RIGHT-CENTER tunnel!
BJERKEN
ARRRRRGGHHHH!! DAMMIT!
DAVISON, BJERKEN rage, opening fire upon the DRONE once more, as the H/K pivots and floats about toward their positions.
Multiple PLASMA-RIFLE bursts finally penetrate the DRONE ARMOR-PLATE, and the DRONE explodes in a shower of sparks and energy
A few long-winded moments pass as the survivors survey the carnage
DAVISON
Tunnels all link up...
bet you got all turned around in there,
huh kid?
KYLE nods somberly, struggling with the PLASMA RIFLE
BJERKEN finally noticing what KYLE is doing, takes charge
BJERKEN
You better let me take care of that, Little Soldier... You drop that and the plasma-pac ruptures, and you'll be toast for sure!
BJERKEN scoops up ANDREWS' PLASMA RIFLE from KYLE'S grasp, lifting the boy from the ground as well, because KYLE refuses to release his hold on the over-sized weapon
DAVISON
Jeez, Sarge!
Give the kid a break, huh?
BJERKEN does his best CAPT. PERRY expression, glaring at DAVISON
BJERKEN
After what just went down, what we just lived through, you tellin' me you think this
8-year-old kid oughta be carrying around an
M-20 Phased Plasma Pulse Rifle, with half-
pac charge? Is that right, Davison?
DAVISON looks away, corrected and dejected
BJERKEN
Now, by my count, that was Number 4...
These drones always travel in fours, so we're done here! Gather up whatever you can salvage from the gear, Corporal. We gotta get back to the Rally Point ASAP, so we can clear outta here before the reinforcements show!
BJERKEN shoulders the second PLASMA RIFLE and storms off down the single path to the rear, in retreat from the criss-crossed paths in the small cavern
DAVISON slips his skull-cap off his head, and ruffles KYLE'S hair, patting the cap in place on KYLE'S head, smiling at the boy
KYLE flips the NIGHT-VISION goggles in place, and gasps in awe at the sights, giggling
DAVISON moves amongst the various remnants and gore-stained blast patterns that were once his fellow fighters, collecting
rucksacks, ammunition and whatever else of value remains
KYLE
He was wrong you know...
DAVISON pauses a moment glancing toward where he had left KYLE, but jumps with a start when KYLE appears right next to him, drooling over a RATION-PACK DAVISON had collected from a TROOPER
DAVISON
Wrong? Who was wrong?
Wrong about what?
DAVISON glances between KYLE and the RATION, shrugs and hands the food to the boy
KYLE accepts the RATION greedily, tearing into the plastic casing and attacking the enclosed freeze-dried and aluminum-sealed packages of food-stuffs
KYLE
(mumbling, through mouthfuls)
The big ugly man... Sarge!
I'm not 8!
I'm only 6 and a half!
DAVISON
(smiling)
That's good kid...
real good...Let's move.
DAVISON and KYLE move quickly in retreat down the passage, trying to catch up with BJERKEN before he can get back to the CAVERN and make his report
INT. LARGE CAVERN, RALLY POINT ALPHA
CAPT. PERRY, SGT. KENT, 3 TROOPERS tend to wounds and needs of REFUGEES. SGT. ZWICK, 3 TROOPERS form ROVING PATROL around perimeter.
The FAR SIDE of the CAVERN is strangely devoid of much activity of life, except an occasional glimpse of CORPORAL SOLOMON'S dusty knee as he crouches against the alcove
CLOSE ON SOLOMON'S POSITION
SOLOMON'S COMM-UNIT ear-piece dangles loose from its place in his ear canal, instead swaying over his shoulder with each silent chuckle and turn of a page of his COMIC BOOKS
SOUNDS OF: RADIO CHATTER over SOLOMON'S EAR-PIECE
BJERKEN
(on radio)
...repeat... Davis...
troops... dead... all targets...
RTB... ETA... minutes...
CLOSE ON SOLOMON'S COMIC: CAPTAIN SLAUGHTER
PAN ACROSS colorful scenes of WAR and BATTLE, bloodshed and death, firefights and explosions
SOLOMON revels in all the cartoonish chaos and destruction, blissfully unaware of his surroundings
Suddenly, a cloud of thick white smoke wafts across SOLOMON'S field of view, clouding the colorful pages of CAPTAIN SLAUGHTER, as CAPTAIN PERRY stands over SOLOMON chomping a fat cigar
PERRY
(growling)
CAPTAIN SLAUGHTER, huh?
I'm about to show you the REAL
Captain Slaughter! On your feet, soldier!
SOLOMON scrambles against the rock wall, righting himself and making every effort to hide the COMIC BOOK and go about his 'patrol duty'
SOLOMON
(loud, too loud)
PERIMETER SECURE, SIR!
Suddenly, the crappy, craggy ceiling overhead caves in, showering SOLOMON with rock and debris, followed almost immediately by a powerful blast of PLASMA ENERGY from a gaping hole above
SOLOMON'S FACE melts, skull and jawbone super-heated by the intense BLAST. His brain boils over in microsecond, forcing the baked, brittle skull to expand and explode, splattering gore across the cave floor, blotting out the cartoon chaos on the pages that fall from his rucksack, aS his body falls over them
PERRY
SHIT! Incoming!
ONE after ANOTHER after ANOTHER and ANOTHER FLYING HUNTER-KILLER DRONES dive into the cavern from the hole to the surface; 4 more DRONES, with the RESISTANCE FORCES splintered, separated into small groups around the cave, easy targets
EXT. PASSAGE OUTSIDE RALLY POINT ALPHA CAVERN
While the H/K DRONES' PLASMA PULSE CANNONS unleash a fury on the screaming REFUGEES and TROOPERS, CAPT. PERRY scoops up SOLOMON'S EARPIECE and COMM-UNIT, ducking out of the cavern, into the passage
PERRY
Sergeant Andrews! This is Captain Perry!
We are under fire! Four Shriekers!
Repeat Four! We are in deep shit!
Return to Rally Point Alpha NOW!
Sergeant Andrews, do you copy?
A DRONE slowly hovers into view over PERRY'S shoulder as he calls for help
A cry goes out from the cavern interior
MALE VOICE
(shouting)
CAPTAIN PERRY!! Hit the deck!!
PERRY complies, diving to the dirt and scuttling quickly around the bend in the passage as PULSE CANNON FIRE rains down from behind and above
When the smoke and dust clears, PERRY recovers and gets his bearings, looks up from his prone position
Like something ripped from the pages of SOLOMON'S COMICS,
SGT. KENT stomps through the haze, DUAL PLASMA RIFLES tucked against each hip, one still crackling with energy from recent use, the other spent of charge
KENT tosses the spent RIFLE to the ground, the weapon clatters against the charred remains of the H/K DRONE
PERRY recovers the PLASMA PULSE RIFLE, quickly slamming a fresh PLASMA-PAC into place
PERRY
MOVE OUT, KENT!
They've got us locked and pinned in here!
To the surface, get the refugees out!
KENT
NO SIR! We take a stand here!
PERRY seems ready to pull rank and make good on the promise to beat KENT into submission, but SCREAMS and BRILLIANT FLASHES of PLASMA ENERGY draw his attention, and his return fire, inside the cave
KENT spins on his heel, side-by-side with his C.O., PERRY and they light up the CAVERN with their own PLASMA RIFLE FIRE
PERRY screams sub-vocals into his COMM-UNIT, barely audible over the raging PLASMA PULSES
PERRY
...evacuate... not secure...
relocate... surface... refugees...
Sudden, surprise bursts of CROSS-FIRE from across the CAVERN shocks everyone, human and DRONE alike, as much as machines can show surprise, as...
SGT. BJERKEN charges head-long into the fray, PLASMA RIFLE blazing, screaming a whooping BATTLE CRY
BJERKEN'S aim is dead-on, bringing a SECOND DRONE crashing to the cavern floor, before the remaining DRONES catch the savior Sergeant in their cross-hairs and cross-fire.
SGT. BJERKEN is utterly vaporized where he stands from the unrelenting volley of PLASMA PULSE ENERGY from 2 DRONES
Across the CAVERN, SGT. ZWICK lay, badly wounded, her LEFT ARM GONE at the shoulder, though the wound has been cauterized and seared by the PLASMA BLAST. Still, the SERGEANT draws fire from one of the DRONES, as she is able to blast away with her PLASMA PISTOL with her good hand
ZWICK'S hits are ineffective, and the DRONE blasts 2 TROOPERS before drawing its aim on ZWICK
Fortunately, PERRY and KENT tag-team the DRONE as it draws down on ZWICK
Unfortunately, the DRONE is able to unleash a final, fatal blast of PLASMA PULSE ENERGY before exploding under the barrage from the MEN across the CAVERN
PERRY roars as ZWICK collapses against the wall, fried & dead
PERRY takes aim, but his PLASMA RIFLE is spent again, and only crackles weakly at the final, offending DRONE -bzzzzzt-
PERRY flips the RIFLE, clutching the still crackling barrel in his fists, fully-prepared to charge the DRONE with his CLUB
Instead of charging forward, PERRY is vaulted BACK, shoved against the exterior passage wall by KENT!
KENT
OK, Cap! You were right!
CLEAR OUT!
PERRY nods and huffs, stumbling away, collecting what few straggling, wounded REFUGEES remain in proximity in the PASSAGE
KENT lays down a steady stream of cover fire while PERRY and the remaining TROOPERS and REFUGEES make their retreat
The remaining DRONE seeks, scans and targets the rubble and wreckage around the CAVERN, searching for further signs of life, before following the retreating RESISTANCE FORCES
PAN DOWN to GROUND LEVEL
NOTE: SOLOMON'S COMICS, similar scenes of carnage, death and destruction echoed in the burnt, bloodied pages...
FADE TO BLACK
__________________
'The future is not set...'
'I'll be back...'
'Hasta la vista, baby!'
'I'm back!'
'Come with me if you want to live!'
'You're terminated!'
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I'm God here!
Gender: Male
Location: United States |
EXT. MOUNTAIN PASS, just outside the cave entrance
SGT KENT stumbles into the clear, but quickly back-pedals and ducks against the interior cave wall, startled
3 LARGE AERIAL H/K HOVERCRAFTS have taken up positions along the canyon and are deploying groups of MINI-FLYING H/K DRONES (SHRIEKERS) in groups of 4
One group of MINI-FLYERS immediately darts toward the CAVES, and KENT ducks for cover once more
A GROUP OF REFUGEES, including KYLE'S GUARDIAN, stream out of the other CAVES, as the DRONES approach
A few TROOPERS move to follow the REFUGEES, and some gather around KENT and take cover
The REFUGEES and TROOPERS in the clear are almost immediately targeted by the approaching DRONES, and other groups of DRONES
are sure to follow
KENT takes stock of the situation and glances at his fellow troops
The TROOPERS stare back at KENT, frightened and blank, but also under his command
KENT
**** IT! SEMPER-FI! HOO-RAH!
KENT charges from the cave, PULSE RIFLE blasting away, moving from one crag or out-cropping of cover to another and another
The TROOPERS look to each other for a moment, concerned, before charging from the cave, weapons hot and blazing
[EXTENDED BATTLE SCENE 3-5 minutes of bravery and hope and struggle to save REFUGEES, FAMILY, FRIENDS and TROOPS]
NOTE: H-Ks seem to fire around and behind most groups of targets, leading them, like sheep...
CUT TO: SEPIA TONE, as from LARGE H/K COMMAND & CONTROL
WIDE SHOT on CAVES, BATTLE as from distant HEAVY H/K UNIT
SCANNER: READOUT--
87 INITIAL HEAT SIGNATURES
43 REMAINING HEAT SIGNATURES
(NOTE: STATISTICAL ADVANTAGE, less than 50% resistance remains)
PRIMARY MISSION COMPLETE:
GAIN STATISTICAL, TACTICAL ADVANTAGE
SECONDARY MISSION:
CONTAINMENT and CAPTURE
RETURN TO BASE
INITIATE
CUT TO
INT. CAVES:
CAPT PERRY arrives at CAVE ENTRANCE, screaming commands and MAYDAY into his radio
PERRY takes aim with his pulse rifle, but it as yet remains uncharged
A DRONE targets PERRY
PERRY crouches and hefts a LARGE ROCK, chucking the ROCK
at the DRONE then diving away
The ROCK bounces off the DRONE, throwing off its aim, but the DRONE quickly re-engages its target
DAVISON and KYLE reach CAPT PERRY'S CAVE
DAVISON fires at the DRONE
DRONE shifts aim from PERRY in the prone to DAVISON on the attack
DAVISON is blasted in the chest, dies instantly, drops the PLASMA PULSE RIFLE
The DRONE returns to its original mission: TARGET CAPT PERRY
KENT has moved to PERRY, and both have moved to help cover and rescue REFUGEES
The DRONE takes aim at PERRY, KENT and REFUGEES
KYLE fumbles with DAVISON'S PULSE RIFLE, finally freeing the PLASMA-PAC AMMUNITION CARTRIDGE from its place
DRONE fires upon the GROUP, searing KYLE'S GUARDIAN, who falls, dead from the group
KYLE smashes the PLASMA-PAC against the ground as hard as he can a few times, recalling PERRY'S earlier comments in the cave: 'if... the plasma-pac ruptures, you'll be toast!'
KYLE tosses the PLASMA-PAC in a high-arc, boyish-toss toward the DRONE
PLASMA-PAC oozes and sparks as it soars, but falls far short of its target, tumbling to the ground below
DRONE takes aim upon CAPT PERRY once again, locking on
The RUPTURED PLASMA-PAC EXPLODES beneath the DRONE, engulfing the mechanical death machine in a ball of super-heated PLASMA FIRE
For a moment, everything stops, as everyone, human and machine alike, seem to focus on little KYLE REESE, kneeling and quaking, still clutching the over-sized PLASMA PULSE RIFLE with one hand
FOCUS ON KYLE
EXPLOSIONS from BEHIND KYLE rock the entire scene
PAN BACK TO WIDE
EXT. MOUNTAIN PASS, OUTSIDE CAVES
The 3 HEAVY AERIAL H/Ks, each flanked by 2 or 3 DRONES, have moved into the CANYON, barring escape from either direction
A volley of PULSE CANNON FIRE from the HEAVY H/Ks seals the CAVE ENTRANCES, leaving the REFUGEES and remaining RESISTANCE TROOPS completely cut off and at the mercy of the machines!
An obviously synthesized voice speaks, in monotone English, from an area that seems to be BETWEEN 2 of the HEAVY H/Ks, but is probably in effect, being broadcast from both, or all 3
MACHINE VOICE
You are defeated...
Lower your weapons...
Do not resist and you will not be harmed... Further resistance will result in termination... You are defeated...
Do not resist...
SGT KENT, struggling under the weight of an injured REFUGEE as much as with his own injuries, looks to CAPT PERRY who has gathered 2 more large rocks in his fists
PERRY looks to KENT, then surveys the scene entirely, considers the H/K demands...
...and drops the rocks, in surrender
KENT collapses under the weight of his CO's decision, slumping to the ground, still holding the REFUGEE in his arms
PAN BACK TO WIDE: Resistance forces and refugees contained by machines
FADE TO BLACK
FADE FROM BLACK
EXT. FAMILIAR MOUNTAIN PASS, NEAR CRYSTAL PEAK- NEAR-NIGHT
We recognize the MOUNTAIN PASS from JOHN’S DREAM and PRIOR MONTAGES.
Also, recognize a FAMILIAR HUM, turns into a loud shriek of mechanical nature, closing fast!
No sign of life in the area, human or machine...
Suddenly, a rusted-out JEEP rumbles into the scene, bounding wildly over the dunes, creating the incredible screeching HUM as the engine whines, obviously over-extended by the driver.
As the OLD JEEP sputters down a steep grade into a rocky ravine, the SHRIEK we know from FLYING H/Ks drowns out the whining engine, as 2 of the DRONES streak after the JEEP, flying in close-quarters down into the RAVINE
The crackle of PLASMA PULSE ENERGY sparks in the gun-ports of each DRONE, as the JEEP rattles down the RAVINE, beneath a ROCKY ARCH.
As the DRONES pass near the ARCH, and prepare to lock on and fire upon the JEEP, the ROCKY ARCHWAY EXPLODES, crashing down upon the DRONES, throwing off their aim, smashing them, and ultimately disabling them
The JEEP stops, and backs up toward the COLLAPSED ARCH, where the DRIVER and PASSENGER exit
JOHN CONNOR and the TX-850A approach the wreckage of the downed DRONES cautiously
JOHN
That worked!
I don’t believe it!
TX-850A
There was an eighty-six point seven-percent chance of success for that maneuver, under these conditions...
With an additional vehicle or drone,
chances of success drop—
JOHN
OK! OK! Like I said,
I’m just glad it worked!
(a beat)
Let’s get these things loaded up, and RTB
before their buddies come looking for them.
JOHN and the TX-850A begin collecting the DRONE CHASSIS’ from the dirt
JOHN begins slowly uncovering ONE DRONE, while the TX-850A works more rapidly uncovering the SECOND DRONE
The SECOND DRONE bounces up from beneath the rubble, humming intermittently, but obviously still got some fight left in it
The machine shriek of the DRONE is drown out by the thumping thunder of the JEEP engine, and JOHN continues to absently chuck debris from the FIRST DRONE, as the SECOND DRONE targets him from behind
TX-850A
John Connor...
JOHN seems to hear or sense the Terminator’s summons, and turns to see the TX-850A raising a LARGE ROCK overhead, not yet noticing the DRONE sputtering and locking-in
TX-850A smashes the ROCK down on the DRONE, crashing it back to the earth
The Terminator follows up with a second crushing blow, finally disabling the DRONE
The Terminator examines the downed DRONE closely, deciding its fate finally
TX-850A
Terminated...
JOHN nods at the Terminator, and huffs with satisfaction that HIS fate was not determined and decided in that instant
JOHN turns back to his chore, taking note of something else, excitedly
JOHN
I wonder if we can modify these pulse cannons in some sort of tripod, attach to the Jeep, and start us a roving arsenal of our own?
T-850A
Under optimal conditions, I could retrofit these units for vehicular use in eighteen point four hours, given access to the proper tools and equipment in your storage facility.
JOHN
You? You know how to do that?
T-850A
Affirmative.
I have detailed files on the sciences and mechanics of this time, as well as the physics which govern the use of plasma-pulse weaponry and other necessary data from the years 2005-2032...
JOHN cocks his head at the TX-850A as they load the DRONE
JOHN
(laughing)
That’s great! Except, the way I drive,
I’m not sure the Jeep will last another 18 hours!
TX-850A
Under present-day conditions, the 2003 Jeep Renegade SE is designed to perform within acceptable parameters for forty-seven years, given proper maintenance and barring
catastrophic failure...
JOHN
Well, that’s the trick isn’t it?
Barring catastrophic failure?
TX-850A
Affirmative.
JOHN and the TX-850A complete the recovery and loading of the 2 DRONE H/Ks
CLOSE ON DRONE CHASSIS in CARGO BAY of JEEP
NOTE: Steadily blinking RED LIGHT hidden deep within MACHINE MECHANICS and ARMOR PLATE
PAN BACK as JOHN and TX-850A board JEEP, and thunder over the dunes, into the near-night haze
FADE TO BLACK
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'The future is not set...'
'I'll be back...'
'Hasta la vista, baby!'
'I'm back!'
'Come with me if you want to live!'
'You're terminated!'
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FADE FROM BLACK
SEPIA-TONE APPEARANCE to SCENE, crackling of energy,
flickering-screen effect, as from TX-850B POV
DIAGNOSTIC TEST:
SCANNING, MEMORY CHECK, DATABASE RECOVERY IN PROCESS...
Various other quick-scrolls of data and information as TX-850B POWERS UP
(uncertain whether from EXTERNAL ASSIST or from INTERNAL AUTOMATION)
NOTE: FINAL TEXT DATA MESSAGE:
TDE SCHEMATICS, PHYSICS, TEMPORAL MECHANICS DATA
DOWNLOADING TO BACK-UP...
INT. CRYSTAL PEAK COMPOUND, RESEARCH FACILITY
Various TECHS gather around TX-850B, performing various tasks and pre-checks
(Similar scene from POWER-UP of TX-850A UNIT except notable lack of KATHERINE BREWSTER)
NOTE: The TX-850B model is nearly complete, it’s leg and arm
attached. Still missing some of the ARMOR PLATE of the
A-MODEL, but in general, the B-MODEL is fully-functional
TX-850B is activated, the poly-mnemetic alloy, liquid metal ‘skin’ floods over the endoskelton, and takes shape, then seems to fluctuate in indecision, taking a second
more-desirable shape and appearance
(INTRODUCE NEW TERMINATOR ACTOR/ACTRESS)
INT. CRYSTAL PEAK COMPOUND, RESEARCH FACILITY
KATHERINE BREWSTER ENTERS LAB
KATE is not exactly pleased to see the TX-850B activated
KATE
What is this?
Are we ready to try again?
Why wasn’t I informed of this test?
A middle-aged African-American TECHNICIAN steps from the crowd, to KATE
KATE
Michael, what’s going on?
MICHAEL
Katherine, there you are!
I assumed you were busy in the vault with
some of your other ‘Top Secret’ Projects!
I know these Terminators aren’t your
Top Priority, given your history with them..
So, I was.. we were.. just trying to keep
things moving forward with the
reconstruction.
We managed to reconstruct a working arm and—
KATE
What’s this all about Michael?
I mean, I understand your excitement,
given the subject matter.
But, after all John has said of your father’s achievements with Cyberdine, and all of our advancements with the 850A,
after everything that’s gone wrong when it comes to these machines, everything we have yet to work out regarding THIS Terminator in particular—
MICHAEL DYSON looks unapologetic as he cuts KATHERINE short
DYSON
My father’s work is irrelevant!
All that matters is right here, right now!
My work! Our work! This accomplishment!
We have, within these Terminator units,
the technology to change EVERYTHING, to
turn the tide of the Future War NOW!
To beat back the machines before they
get a greater foothold in this war!
We can still change things!
Jesus, Katherine, it’s already been almost 10 years, and we’re still struggling!
Like your husband always says:
We need to make some changes! We need to—
KATE
We need to study, to research the possibilities! Before we jump into anything, we need to understand what we have to work with, and determine what could possibly come of using this future-technology now!
It was John and his mother interfering,
destroying Cyberdine in 1997, that led to your father’s death, and to the militarization of all this Future-Tech!
Sure, they put off Judgment Day but, they also paved the way for the machines to be as advanced as they are right now!
DYSON hardly seems to be listening to KATHERINE, pacing, glancing at the TX-850B and the surrounding TECHNICIANS nervously
Mention of ‘the Cyberdine incident’ seems to get through to him though, and he speaks up
DYSON
I am fully aware of John and Sarah Connor’s roles in my father’s death, and the destruction of Cyberdine, the inception and creation of CRS, the military backing of the research and development of the Future Tech!
I know what these Terminators were capable of then, and I know what I am doing by powering up the 850B now!
Trust me Katherine, I know!
KATHERINE takes her turn at taking control of the situation,
staying strong and standing firm in her stance against DYSON,
as ‘Leader’ of Crystal Peak
KATE
And, I know these Terminators!
I’ve seen what they can do!
They both tried to kill John and I!!
The TX-850A has been reprogrammed with very strict controls and parameters to govern its actions and responses. It had to be so, or I wouldn’t allow John to take it into the field!
The B model does not hold to its program, it changes its parameters at will... at its OWN will! It is faulty! It’s not ready to be brought online! We need more time!
DYSON grows exceedingly more impatient and erratic
DYSON
There is no more time!
We’ve already wasted so much time!
I was away at MIT, studying everything my father studied, to take my place at his side at Cyberdine, when the shit went down in ’97. Government officials, from CRS, tracked me down, and pulled me out of school, to continue my education, funded by CRS, to work for them, to continue my father’s work!
KATHERINE seems uncertain where DYSON’S logic is leading, but she is
becoming certain that she need not hear any more on the subject
Still, DYSON continues to rant
DYSON
My father knew the importance of this technology, and he tried to pass on his knowledge and beliefs to his sons. Danny and I would have been proud heirs, if Danny had made it—
(sighs and frowns, then recovers)
Danny didn’t make it through Judgment Day! But, I did! I took the work my father had begun, brought it to whole new levels, using this Future-Tech as a basis for my work!
My father’s work and ideas were primitive compared to the technology we.. I developed!
I know these machines, Kate!
I know these computers!
I know what my father had in mind when he adapted the future tech for use in today’s society! I know how we can make this thing work for us, rather than against us!
KATHERINE has obviously heard enough, and pulls rank
KATE
Well, we’ll wait and see what John decides when he gets back.
DYSON nods in agreement, motioning to his fellow TECHNICIANS
who deactivate the TX-850B
KATE
Thank you for understanding, Michael.
It shouldn’t be long before we can work the
bugs out of the B-model.
Just not today...
KATHERINE cringes, showing obvious signs of cramping and pains from pregnancy
KATE
We need more time, more study.
And, I need a break..
Please, Michael, think about the future!
Don’t let this technology rule you,
ruin you, destroy you,
the way it destroyed your father!
DYSON continues nodding and complying with KATHERINE’S suggestions, assuring her then ushering her out of the RESEARCH FACILITY
DYSON
(quietly, to himself)
This technology didn’t destroy my father..
Humanity destroyed my father!
And John Connor..
John Connor, the Terminator,
Judgment Day, are responsible for
destroying my whole family..
DYSON nods and motions to the TECHNICIANS, who flip some switches and adjust some equipment once again
The TX-850B comes back online, and assumes the form of
MICHAEL DYSON!
PAN BACK FROM TX-850B
MICHAEL DYSON, other VARIOUS TECHNICIANS watch over TX-850B, cheering excitedly, and continuing various command-and-control related tasks
DYSON
It’s time, gentlemen!
Time to make this Terminator work for US,
rather than against us!
Let’s show Katherine and John Connor
what the future is all about!
DYSON nods to other TECHNICIANS and they release the TX-850B from its braces, clamps, and fiber-optic cable connections
TX-850B steps from the COMMAND & CONTROL CHAMBER and stands before MICHAEL DYSON, it’s image and form shifting from that of DYSON to that of.. JOHN CONNOR!
__________________
'The future is not set...'
'I'll be back...'
'Hasta la vista, baby!'
'I'm back!'
'Come with me if you want to live!'
'You're terminated!'
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I'm God here!
Gender: Male
Location: United States |
CUT TO:
EXT. WASTELANDS, SOMEWHERE IN THE MOUNTAINS
JOHN CONNOR and TX-850A cruise homeward in the JEEP.
Their JEEP is joined by another vehicle and another,
each returning from patrols, obviously nearing CRYSTAL PEAK
SOUNDS OF SHORT-WAVE RADIO CHATTER between the PATROL CONVOY TROOPS
JOHN interrupts the celebratory nature of the chatter
JOHN
Keep it down, fellas!
I got something on the wide-band..
(a long beat)
Distress call..
(a long beat)
It’s Captain Perry.. the One-Thirty Second,
they’re in trouble!
PERRY
(over COMM-UNIT)
..repeat, this is Perry from the 132nd..
..cut off near Navajo Mountain..
..all avenues of escape have been lost..
JOHN looks to TX-850A, then scans the remainder of the CONVOY
JOHN flicks the COMM-UNIT to short-range to rally the troops
JOHN
We have to try to find them,
to rescue them! They are only out here
because of us, because of me!
CLOSE ON the COMM-UNIT as JOHN’S VOICE inspires the TROOPS
PAN BACK from COMM-UNIT to
INT. CRYSTAL PEAK, COMMAND & CONTROL CENTER
KATHERINE is monitoring the COMM-UNIT along with other COMM-TECHS
when JOHN’S call and the SOS come in
KATE
John, no! I mean Bumblebee, please!
There’s so much happening, at the Hive! We’re about to have a baby!
TWO babies if you count the Model-B..
And, Michael Dyson is..
JOHN
(voice-over, on COMM-UNIT)
You can handle Dyson, Hummingbird..
I’ve seen you handle worse.
You handle ME just fine..
Just use that good judgment of yours,
and hold down the fort until I get back.
KATE
Oh you mean the same good judgment that
brought me to you, and us to here in the
first place?
JOHN
(voice-over, laughing slightly)
Oh, so you remember that, huh?
(seriously)
We have to do this, hun..mmingbird
These guys are the best we have left.
They would do it for us, so—
KATE
I know..
Be careful, Bumblebee...
And hurry back.
You have a future here, you know?
JOHN
I know, Kate. I know.
I’ll report back when we
know more about what we’re dealing with.
Over, and Out..
KATE frowns, then cringes and winces, obviously in pain, before rising from the chair and exiting C&C
EXT. WASTELANDS
JOHN CONNOR and the CONVOY of 3 PATROL VEHICLES refuel and rally
JOHN plots the course of travel on a ragged and tattered map
JOHN
..it’s a 2-night trip,
2 nights there, 2 nights back,
barring any unforeseen encounters,
and assuming we can even find them
when we get there..
A few snickers and hoots from the TROOPS regarding ‘unforeseen encounters’ and JOHN’S other presumptive turns of phrase
One of the TROOPERS speaks up about something
TROOPER
2 days out, and 2 days back..
That will make it.. Christmas when we
get back, I think..
More snickers, boos and moans greet that revelation
JOHN
OK, what a Merry Christmas it will be
for us all, if we can pull our brothers
from the 132nd from the clutches of the
machines!
TROOPER
Excuse me, Sir, but..
JOHN stops and all eyes fall on the TROOPER
TROOPER
..what makes you so sure the 9 of us
can face off against the same machines
that brought down Captain Perry and
the 132?
JOHN
Because we’ve got something they don’t
have, at least not yet..
JOHN turns his head and all eyes follow his gaze, across the camp to where the TX-850A stands guard
Confident cheers and nods go up from the TROOPS, while the
TX-850A Terminator remains emotionless and stoic, on guard
JOHN
The future is OURS!
It’s time to start taking it back!
For all Mankind!
More cheers of revelry from the TROOPS before they break camp to make preparations for the cross-country trek
INT. CRYSTAL PEAK COMPOUND, LIVING QUARTERS DESIGNATED ‘JOHN&KATE’
KATHERINE and DOCTOR SILBERMAN discuss KATHERINE’S CONDITION
DR. SILBERMAN
You should know, before I begin,
although I have trained in all areas of
medicine, I have specialized in treating
the mind moreso than the body.
I’m actually a psychiatrist and psychologist,
not so much a medical doctor or OB-GYN...
But, at the moment, I’m all you have.
KATE nods and submits to SILBERMAN’S exam
KATE slips out of her clothing and into a hospital gown, for a complete examination
The DOCTOR begins working, doing all the usual tests, blood pressure, eyes, ears nose, throat..
SILBERMAN
This may be an obvious question,
but have you been under any added
stress lately?
KATE
Nothing new, if that’s what you mean.
Some trouble with the Terminators,
but then, that’s not new!
And John..
He seems to be struggling with his new role
as a military leader. I try to help, try
to do what’s right and what’s best for us
all, but he doesn’t always seem to listen.
That’s nothing new either..
SILBERMAN eases KATE back on the bed, and prepares to do some fetal tests
SILBERMAN
Well, you know, extra stress now could
cause some trauma during the birthing
process. It’s almost time, now.
You need to be extra careful in the next
few weeks, take extra care of yourself,
and the baby.
Perhaps I should prescribe a mild sedative?
Nothing too strong, and nothing harmful to
the baby, or to you, just to get you
through these last few weeks?
KATE nods and sighs, and SILBERMAN prepares a syringe
KATE
I know, Doctor. I know.
Hopefully, with John bonding with
the new Terminator, that will ease some
of my worries, since he will have someone
else looking out for him out there, when I
can’t be there for him.
When we get the bugs worked out of the B-Model, I will be doubly secure, knowing that
John is protected from the other machines
as well as from our own Terminators, having
one to watch the other’s back..
Once we have them both up and running..
The DOCTOR injects KATE with the drug, and dries her arm
SILBERMAN
Hmmmm, according to Mr. Dyson,
the time is now.
The TX-850B is online and ready to roll
as we speak! Your little resistance efforts
are over, Kate! Your husband is dead!
The true resistance will rise now, today!
These machines will work for us!
We will not become their slaves!
The future belongs to us!
KATE goes pale, then flushes with anger and struggles to rise
KATE
NOOOO!
The drugs are very fast-acting though, and KATE slumps back to the bed with little fight left in her
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'The future is not set...'
'I'll be back...'
'Hasta la vista, baby!'
'I'm back!'
'Come with me if you want to live!'
'You're terminated!'
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