Escape From L.A. Revised Draft (July 26, 1995) (Omitted Scenes)


City Street Opening


A DARK TABLEAU - CITY STREET - LOS ANGELES - NIGHT

Graffiti-smeared walls. Fires raging. Automatic weapons FIRE. Shadowy FIGURES dash through the southern California night.




An Army Of Terrifying Figures Climbing Atop A Mountain Of Debris And Raising Their Weapons Into The Night Sky In The Ruins Of L.A.


A TORCH-LIT LANDSCAPE - NIGHT

The ruins of L.A. Rubble, smoke, a lethal wasteland. An ARMY of terrifying FIGURES climbs atop a mountain of debris. They raise their weapons into the night sky.

FEMALE NARRATOR
Street gangs, South American terrorists and the criminally insane capture Los Angeles, the once-great City of Angels.


Plissken Arriving At Firebase 7 In A Helicopter


EXT. FIREBASE 7 - BEHIND THE WALL - NIGHT


Firebase 7 is a fortified base camp in the San Gabriel Mountains. It is a sprawling Police complex with low concrete bunkers, gun emplacements, satellite communications, vehicles, TROOPS, the works.

ON A LARGE ASPHALT FIELD

opposite the main complex is Rotor City -- row after row of black Police Battle helicopters parked like giant bugs on the ground.

A THRONG OF POLICEMEN

gather at the edge of the Rotor City. They stand quietly, staring up into the black sky. COPS with camcorders videotape a POLICE ANCHOR who reports...

POLICE ANCHOR
He's been the Force's Most Wanted Man for 10 years. Convicted of 27 moral crimes.

His words are drowned out by a GREAT ROARING skyward.

A MASSIVE 7-ROTORED, 40-BLADED HELICOPTER TRANSPORT

comes SLAMMING DOWN out of the black sky and lands. The growing CROWD of COPS moves forward to the edge of the asphalt in silent anticipation.

INT. COMMAND HQ - MAIN CONTROL ROOM - NIGHT

A mammoth room filled with high-tech instrumentation. Most of the CONTROL PERSONNEL have left their work stations and gather around TV sets all showing the Police Channel: a view of the helicopter transport sitting on the asphalt and the crowd at the edge of Rotor City.

A TALL, STEEL-FACED OFFICER

sits at his desk. This is Firebase Commander MAC 'BIG DOG' MALLOY. Hard, battle weary features. BRAZEN, a section Lieutenant, comes up.

BRAZEN
Commander. They're bringing him out, sir.

Malloy rises from his chair, heads off with Brazen...

EXT. ROTOR CITY - NIGHT

The door of the helicopter transport slowly lowers like a drawbridge. Out of its black belly comes...

SNAKE PLISSKEN

Long hair. A black eye-patch. A tight-lipped grimace. Coiled aggression and intense cynicism. A legend.

A steel collar is clamped around his neck. Eight lengths of chain stretch to EIGHT ARMED GUARDS who escort him down the ramp.

A LINE OF BATTLE-READY COPS

stand with rifles aimed at Plissken's head as he's marched into camp. An ARMY of camcorders moves ahead of Plissken into position.

Plissken is stopped in front of a DUTY SERGEANT holding a clipboard.

DUTY SERGEANT
Hello, Plissken. Welcome to L.A.

A SIGN ABOVE A CONCRETE BUNKER - DEPORTATION CENTER


Plissken Heading To The Submarine In A Helicopter



EXT. ROTOR CITY - NIGHT

As Brazen's command helicopter takes off.

INT. COMMAND HELICOPTER - NIGHT

Plissken stares at a computer screen. An image of the prototype is slowly revolving on the screen.

PLISSKEN
I need to know more about this thing.

MALLOY
Only a handful of people are aware of it's existence. Let's just say it's the ultimate defensive weapon. Once we had completed the last series of tests, it was to be given to the President.

PLISSKEN
What does it do?

MALLOY
There's a war about to be declared, or didn't you know?

Plissken shrugs.

BRAZEN
Third World wants to live like we do -- and they plan on taking what they want. The Cubans and Brazilians are poised to invade Miami. If the Ugandans and Colombians make a run at the border, we got a full scale attack on the United States.

MALLOY
(looks at Brazen for a beat)
Show him.
(Brazen hesitates)
He's gonna find out anyway.

Reluctantly Brazen pushes a button on the computer.

THE IMAGE

on the screen changes to a computer-rendered view of Earth from space. Orbiting high above is a ring of satellites.

BRAZEN
Operation Sword of Damacles. Whoever has the prototype controls the fate of mankind.

PLISSKEN
Right. So you want to tell me what this thing really does, or do you want to fuck around?

BRAZEN
Pay attention, Plissken. You push the button on the prototype, a signal is sent to a ring of satellites orbiting above the earth. They're nuclear bombs.

Brazen pushes more buttons. The ring of satellites on the computer screen explode, sending out a massive pulse down toward earth.

BRAZEN
Once they explode, the earth is blanketed by an intense pulse of EMP -- electromagnetic radiation.

MALLOY
EMP shuts down every power source instantly. All electrical devices. Cars, airplanes, toasters -- everything.

Brazen punches more buttons. On the screen, the EMP pulse suddenly narrows to a pinpoint on the earth, then widens again and spreads out to cover the whole planet.

BRAZEN
EMP can be aimed from the prototype. You can shut down a taxi cab in Buenos Aires, or you can shut down the whole planet and send it right back into the dark ages.

PLISSKEN
Let me get this straight. You let a 17-year-old girl steal the aiming and triggering device for a doomsday machine?

MALLOY
Just get it back here by 5 a.m., hot shot. Then you get to live.

EXT. WALL - ACCESS TUNNEL - NIGHT

The Command helicopter lands near a large access tunnel inside the containment wall.  


Plissken's Submarine Going Through More Universal Studios Attractions


EXT. UNDERWATER - UNIVERSAL CITY - THE BLACK TOWER - NIGHT

The sub SMACKS into the side of the Black Tower, powers through it, BLASTS out the other side through a window, tilting and wobbling.

THE SUB

rights itself momentarily but is SLAMMED downward out of frame by a huge dark slimy object.

KING KONG

looms overhead -- his fist RISING and falling with the currents. Plissken has maneuvered himself into the wreckage of the Universal Studios Tour.

THE SUB

zips through the KING KONG Ride into BACK TO THE FUTURE, passing 1950's signage from that film, dodging a rusting Delorean.

ANOTHER ANGLE - AS THE SUB

continues on, BOUNCING through the narrow openings of the Earthquake Ride -- broken pipes, cracked sidewalks, split walls -- hard to tell what was the ride and what was The Big One.

INT. SUBMARINE

Plissken hangs on, as small jets of water spray into the cockpit through tiny cracks in the hull.




Plissken Watching Cuervo Jones' Caravan Coming Down Hollywood Boulevard


EXT. HOLLYWOOD AT HIGHLAND - NIGHT

PLISSKEN

turns, as his tracer makes a BEEPING SOUND. He looks down the street as THE SOUND OF CAR ENGINES RISES.

HIS POV - COMING DOWN HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD

is a caravan of vehicles. The crowd parts to let them through, CHEERING insanely.

PLISSKEN

ducks into an alley, watches. The caravan passes his position. 2 men on horseback lead a convoy of RUMBLING, fuming old cars, buses, motorcycles -- all scarred and ripped and jerry-rigged -- bumps down the Boulevard.

A BLONDE-HAIRED HOOKER joins Plissken in the alley. She has no polypropylene, at least none that we can see.

BLONDE HOOKER
It's winnin' time, baby. How about you and I do some celebrating?

PLISSKEN
What's going on?

BLONDE HOOKER
You must be new around here.
(beat)
You look familiar. Have I done you before?

Plissken grabs the hooker.

PLISSKEN
What's happening?

BLONDE HOOKER
Easy, baby, easy. I'm a money girl. I don't like rough stuff.
(Plissken releases her)
That's better. It's Cuervo Jones. He's the big boss man 'round here tonight.

Plissken stares out onto Hollywood Boulevard...

HIS POV - A CADILLAC

is perched 10 feet off the ground on monster truck wheels. Severed doll heads are glued all over the hood, and a large glittering disco ball spins atop the roof, catching shards of light and flicking them back into the night...

Behind the disco ball stands CUERVO JONES. Next to him is Utopia. She's dressed in black lace underwear, garters and stockings. A Playboy fantasy. She holds the prototype. Cuervo talks into a hand mike.

CUERVO JONES
Meet me at the Happy Kingdom. We got our freedom. We got a future.

PLISSKEN stares as the Cadillac passes.

HOOKER
He's gonna take down the cops. Make 'em kiss his ass.

A SOFT RUMBLING. The ground shakes as another mild earthquake hits. No one pays attention. Plissken moves out of the alley...

SEVERAL MOTORCYCLES

bring up the rear of the caravan. MESCALITOS ride with their WOMAN slung behind them. As the last bike passes, Plissken darts out of the alley, yanks the WOMAN off the back of the cycle, jumps on.

ON THE MOTORCYCLE

The MESCALITO BIKER turns to react...WHACK! Plissken takes him out with a head-butt, shoves him off the bike, hops up on the seat.

KAVROOM! Plissken guns the motorcycle and it ROARS off, around the other bikers. He pulls a left onto La Brea, heading toward the Cadillac...

EXT. LA BREA AND SUNSET - NIGHT

The caravan has turned west onto Sunset. Plissken BLASTS around the corner...




Plissken On A Motorcycle Grabbing A Chain And Gunning Down A Mescalito On A Harley


ON PLISSKEN

Coming right behind him are 4 MESCALITOS on Harleys -- chains, iron bars, and swords in their hands.

Plissken stares up ahead. The Cadillac is still a few vehicles ahead of him.

He guns it when suddenly 2 Mescalitos pull up on either side of him. One of them swings a chain.

Plissken grabs it with one hand, and with his other hand, aims his submachine gun and FIRES!

The Mescalito and bike go flying, and Plissken holds on to the chain.




Pllissken's Chain Intertwining With A Mescalito's Chain


As the other Mescalito riding behind him swings a chain. Plissken swings his. The two chains SNAP together, intertwining.

Then Plissken squeezes his hand-brake.

He SCREECHES to a stop. The Mescalito keeps going, and is yanked over backward by his own chain, off the Harley. Finally the Harley flops over, skids, EXPLODES.





Plissken On Horseback Chasing Cuervo Jones


PLISSKEN

SURGES the bike forward, coming up on a Mescalito on horseback who turns and FIRES. Plissken ducks and the bullet RIPS THROUGH the rear tire. The tire BLOWS and the bike SWERVES out of control. Plissken LEAPS from the bike and grabs the back of the saddle.

THE HORSE

Plissken pulls himself up behind the Mescalito and wrestles for control of the mount. Plissken grabs the reins and wraps them around the Mescalito's neck, squeezing. Plissken SLAMS his arm against the Mescalito, throwing him off the saddle, BOUNCING onto the pavement.

Plissken GALLOPS ahead, circling a lasso high above his head, POUNDING down on a biker. The lasso takes flight and finds it mark, the biker's neck.

Plissken pulls the lasso taut, ties the end to the saddle horn, rides his mount parallel to the biker.

THE BIKE

With one quick YANK to the lasso, Plissken pulls the biker off, JUMPS on the bike and SMACKS the hell out of the horse's rump.

THE HORSE

TAKES OFF down the street, DRAGGING the biker by the neck.


Plissken Fighting Cuervo Jones On The Roof Of A Car


THE CADILLAC

speeds up as Plissken moves up to the Mustang five cars behind. He swings off the bike and jumps on to the trunk.

PLISSKEN

climbs up to the roof, leaps on the hood, then jumps to the trunk of the car in front -- leapfrogging, jumping to the next car, the next car...

MESCALITOS

lean out their car windows, FIRING at him...

BUT PLISSKEN

keeps moving toward the Cadillac... 

SUDDENLY A HAND

reaches out a car window and grabs Plissken's submachine gun. Plissken turns to snatch it back --
 
WHEN CUERVO JONES

leaps from the Cadillac and takes Plissken down to the roof.

They struggle. Cuervo raises his machete. Plissken grabs his wrist, flips him over, knocks the machete off into the street, SMACKS Cuervo in the face...

Cuervo kicks Plissken hard in the stomach, sending him staggering. The Cuervo's on his feet, his hands around Plissken's neck.

CUERVO JONES
Nobody rolls into town and takes over my territory, gringo. Not Snake Plissken, not nobody.

A BOLAS-SWINGING MESCALITO

comes roaring up on his bike, throws the bolas...

PLISSKEN

as CUERVO ducks, and the bolas hit him, wrap round his neck, the balls THUNKING him in the face, sending him flying...

KAWHAP!

Plissken hits the pavement hard. He skids, rolls, and at last SLAMS into the edge of the sidewalk.

THE CARAVAN

RUMBLES away down Sunset. The hand in the car window still holds Plissken's machine gun.

Cuervo crouches on the roof, HISSING at Plissken.

CUERVO JONES
Take him out!

PLISSKEN

lies in the street for several beats, then climbs to his feet, as 4 MESCALITOS on Harleys pull to a stop and gets off their bikes. The caravan disappears up Sunset.

The Mescalitos spread out, draw their guns, start toward Plissken...

Plissken's one good eye stares -- blue and clear, calm as a sunny day.

THE MESCALITOS

raise their guns...

BUT PLISSKEN DRAWS

his 2 9mm handguns from their holsters. It happens in an instant. The street THUNDERS with GUNFIRE. Plissken's guns buck and FLASH. Then silence.

4 MESCALITOS lie dead in the street. Plissken looks around. The ruins of a supermarket, cheap motels, liquor stores -- all empty, desolate.


Black Jihad's Trying To Take Back The Beverly Hills Hotel From The Korean Dragons (Note: No Surgeon General of Beverly Hills material in this version)


EXT. SUNSET - SIGN - NIGHT

The Beverly Hills sign. Plissken walks down Sunset as distant flashes and EXPLOSIONS illuminate a devastated Beverly Hills. Blackened trees. The once-beautiful mansions burned out.

EXT. SUNSET AND BEVERLY - BEVERLY HILLS HOTEL - NIGHT

Flares illuminate the streets. SOUNDS of GUNFIRE. More EXPLOSIONS. Plissken comes up Sunset, crouches behind some trees.

THE INTERSECTION

of Sunset and Beverly Drive now looks like Viet Nam. A war-torn wasteland. FIGURES dash through the burned out trees, RETURN FIRE at SNIPERS in the old BEVERLY Hills Hotel. An intense FIRE-FIGHT.

OLD EXHAUST-SPEWING CARS SCREAM down the streets, assault weapons FIRING out the windows.

PLISSKEN dives behind some bushes. BULLETS are FLYING an M79 grenade launcher. A 40 mm armor-piercing grenade leaves a blazing fire-trail as it ROCKETS toward the cars...

KABLAMMO!

A FIREBALL BLOWS 3 cars to smithereens.

AN EXPLOSION

illuminate a BLACK GANG attacking the Hotel from the park across the street. A HAIL OF BULLETS hits them. They RETURN FIRE, but are overwhelmed.

INSIDE THE BEVERLY HILLS HOTEL

a KOREAN GANG unleashes their FIREPOWER.

Suddenly, a MORTAR ATTACK. The night is lit up by an almost unending barrage of EXPLOSIONS.

PLISSKEN

crawls to a stand of blackened trees as the EXPLOSIONS keep hitting all around him. He crouches behind a gnarled charcoaled tree trunk.

A BURNED-OUT HOUSE

near Plissken EXPLODES, sending debris flying.

PLISSKEN

ducks his head. EXPLOSIONS continue, then subside. A lull in the fire-fight. He glances over.

WHAM!

There's someone next to him. Plissken reacts, raises his gun...

A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN

is crouched behind the tree trunk next to him. TASLIMA, 20's, Iranian, the face of a Persian princess covered with soot. She's dressed in black leather.

TASLIMA
Be cool, man! Be cool!

She's unarmed, but Plissken keeps his gun leveled at her.

TASLIMA
I'm just trying to make it to the sewers. It's the only way out of here. Look.

She points to a manhole cover in the street just a few yards away.

TASLIMA
The Korean Dragons have taken the Hotel. Black Jihad is trying to take it back. And it's gonna get a lot worse.

EXPLOSIONS begin hitting around them. Suddenly Plissken stands up, grabs Taslima.

PLISSKEN
Let's go.

TASLIMA
Wait a minute, no, man! We gotta stay down till they stop...!

He drags her out into...

BEVERLY DRIVE

They race from the trees toward the manhole cover. All hell is breaking loose. GUNFIRE, EXPLOSIONS. The street is ripped apart. BULLETS just miss them. Plissken RETURNS FIRE everywhere.

They reach the sewer. Plissken lifts the manhole cover. Taslima jumps in, followed by Plissken.


A Bald Cat Dropping Down On Plissken's Head At A Sewer Reclamation Center


INT. SEWER RECLAMATION CENTER - CONTROL ROOM - NIGHT

Plissken and Taslima enter an underground control center fallen to ruin. Ladders, catwalks, machines, demolished.

TASLIMA
I knew a guy who used to work here in the old days. He was right in this room when the big one hit. What a mess. They were high in crap.

They stop at the edge of the rusted machine. Taslima moves cautiously ahead.

TASLIMA
Be careful of the bald cats.

PLISSKEN
The what?

TASLIMA
They're all female and they hate men.

They move past some overhead pipes, when, without warning, something small and ferocious drops down on Plissken's head.

It crawls, SHRIEKING down his face. Plissken YELLS, fights it off.

THE BALD CAT

skulks away, HISSING at Plissken. The thing is feline with pink skin just like a baby's.

TASLIMA
Come on.

Plissken follows, then stops. Looks up.

ON A PIPE

above another bald cat peers down at him. HISSES.

PLISSKEN

raises his gun to kill it.

TASLIMA
Leave her alone, Snake. She's just scared and pissed off.

PLISSKEN
Who isn't?
(lowers his gun)
All right. Let's go.

They move away from the pipes...

TASLIMA
What're you gonna do with the President's daughter? Are you gonna take her back?

PLISSKEN
No.

TASLIMA
So you're stain' in L.A.?

PLISSKEN
Not if I can help it.

They reach a ladder that goes up into the darkness.

TASLIMA
Now we go up.

Plissken starts up...


Cuervo Jones Broadcasting From The Getty Mansion And Telling Five Mescalitos To Kill Plissken In A Torture Chamber


EXT. J.P. GETTY MANSION - PACIFIC PALISADES - NIGHT

The Getty mansion, still remarkably intact, sits on a dark hillside. Torchlit glows from inside. The place is guarded by an ARMY OF MESCALITOS.

PLISSKEN'S GOOD EYE

opens. Looks around fuzzily.

INT. GETTY MANSION - NIGHT

He is in Cuervo Jones' lair. Huge. Torch-lit. Plissken is tied with ropes to a medieval torture rack in the center of the room. The whole place is one big torture chamber. And Plissken's the only customer.

IN ONE CORNER

a remote TV hookup is being prepared. A videocam is mounted on a tripod. Lights.

CUERVO JONES

strides toward Plissken. Map To The Stars Eddie scurries along at his side.

MAP TO THE STARS EDDIE
Come on, Cuervo. I delivered him, didn't I? All I'm asking for is finder's fee after you take over. Maybe Wisconsin, I don't know...

CUERVO JONES
We'll see.

Cuervo Jones stops in front of Plissken. Sees that he's awake. Holds out a glass filled with red liquid.

CUERVO JONES
Carrot juice?
(no response)
Laced with tequila, Snake. Good for you. No?
(no response)
Your health.

Cuervo Jones downs the carrot juice. Plissken lifts his head, grimaces. Sweat pours down his face.

CUERVO JONES
You're coming out of it, Snake. It hurts real bad.
(beat)
That's good.

He leans close to Plissken.

CUERVO JONES
Dying isn't good enough for you. You need pain. You'll never make it to where you want to go without a little pain.


Out of the corner of his eye, Plissken catches a glimpse of the time remaining on his watch. Only 3 hours to go!

CUERVO JONES
Running out of time, Snake? Don't feel so bad. I hear they got odds on you in New Vegas. A cool 20 million says you wouldn't last 2 hours in L.A.
(smiles)
So you beat the odds for a little while. That ought to make you feel good.
(smile fades)
Too bad your luck just ran out.

He steps back, considers Plissken for a moment.

CUERVO JONES
Snake Plissken. American outlaw. So typical of American idealism. The old west, Snake.

Cuervo Jones tosses the glass to Map To The Stars Eddie. He's beginning to enjoy the moment, performing for Plissken.

CUERVO JONES
Man against the sky. The individual. Freedom. No wonder they hate you so much in America, Snake. You remind them of what they used to be.


Cuervo Jones walks to a door, opens it.

Beyond is a huge courtyard filled with ILLEGAL ALIENS from every South American country, people with nowhere to go. They are being fed and cared for by MESCALITOS.

CUERVO JONES
Here is the real L.A., Snake. People without hope.
(crosses back to Plissken)
Do you know what they want? One word. Liberation.
(beat)
They want a chance to live -- before it's all gone. They've been hated for too long --
(smiles)
Now it's their turn.

Utopia comes bounding up from another room. Still dressed in her racy outfit, she gives Cuervo a kiss. She carries the prototype.

UTOPIA
(sees Plissken)
Who's that?

CUERVO JONES
You never heard of Snake Plissken?

Utopia takes a couple steps closer to Plissken.

UTOPIA
He doesn't look like his picture.

Utopia frowns.

UTOPIA
I bet he's a fake. Wasn't the real one supposed to be cute or something?

MESCALITO
(in Spanish)
We're ready, Cuervo.

Cuervo walks over to the broadcast area, stands in front of the videocam. He motions to Utopia and she joins him at his side.

Cuervo reaches out to take the prototype from her. She holds on to it.

UTOPIA
You said I could hold it.

He yanks it out of her hands, more violently than she expected.

Plissken watches as a Mescalito gives Cuervo the signal.

MESCALITO
(in Spanish)

CUERVO JONES
(into camera)
Hello, North America, I am Cuervo Jones, your new leader.
(holds up the prototype)
I am now taking over. Some of you probably don't know what this is. WELL GUESS WHAT? This now makes me...King Jones.

INT. COMMAD HQ - MAIN CONTROL ROOM - NIGHT

Malloy, the President, Brazen and the other Controllers stare silently at their TV screens.

BRAZEN
He must be bouncing the signal from one of our communications satellites.

PRESIDENT
The stations will have already picked it up. This thing's going live all over the country.
(grimly)
King Jones. for God's sake.

CUERVO JONES
(on TV)
Send me 3 Police choppers to the Happy Kingdom. No later than 4 a.m. Don't piss me off.

MALLOY
(stares at the TV screen)
That's Plissken back there isn't it?

On the right edge of the TV image, Plissken is visible in the b.g. tied to the torture rack.

The President gives Malloy a hard stare.

PRESIDENT
Plissken tanked. Now he's a P.O.W. The mission's scrubbed, Commander.

CUERVO JONES
(on TV)
It's a brand new day comin' up this morning, and I'm just so proud to be leading the parade. See you soon, putos.

SSSZZZ. The image blinks off into STATIC.

The room is silent.

BRAIN
(stunned)
Plissken's out; I can't believe it...

PRESIDENT
Order an air strike on L.A. Flatten it. Burn it down.

MALLOY
No.

PRESIDENT
(stares)
What did you say to me?

MALLOY
Cuervo Jones is holding the prototype in his hands. All he has to do is push the button and this ballgame is in the refrigerator. He sees our aircraft coming in for an air strike, BOOM. No more aircraft, no more U.S. of A., no more world.

PRESIDENT
So what am I supposed to do now?

MALLOY
I don't run this country. I just do my job. And I know one thing. The difference between Snake Plissken and a pit of rattlesnakes. Right. You got a chance with the rattlesnakes.

PRESIDENT
If they kill Plissken, what do I do? Beg the King to let me clean his toilet for him?

MALLOY
Plissken's been dead so many times I can't count 'em all. But he never stays down.

INT. GETTY MUSEUM - NIGHT

Cuervo and UTOPIA walk away from the broadcast area.

CUERVO JONES
Now go get dressed. We have things to do.

UTOPIA
Are we gonna eat soon? I'm starved.

Cuervo gives her a SLAP on the butt, which startles Utopia.

CUERVO JONES
Go on now. Do as I say.

Plissken watches as UTOPIA slowly walks away.

CUERVO JONES
I'm going to show her what it means to be a woman -- for the first time in her pathetic little life.
(smiles)
I'll give her love, Snake. Everybody needs love.

He moves closer to Plissken.

CUERVO JONES
You want to hook up with us? Join the revolution? We're all getting out of here.
(holds up the prototype)
I'm gonna rule the world. Come with me, Snake.

Plissken says nothing. His good eye glares.

CUERVO JONES
No? Too bad.

Cuervo motions to his men.

CUERVO JONES
Amigos. Saddle up.

The room springs to life.


Plissken Taking Out The Five Mescalitos And Using His Mouth Dart


CUERVO JONES
(to 5 MESCALITOS in Spanish)
Cut Plissken's balls off and shove them in his mouth. Kill him.

Cuervo walks out of the room. Finally, only Plissken and the 5 Mescalitos are left.

MESCALITO
(in Spanish to the others)
Let me go first, guys. I want to hear him scream.

PLISSKEN

turns his head sideways, to a small, hidden pocket near his neck. With his teeth he pulls out the silver mouth dart, slips it onto his tongue, closes his mouth.

THE MESCALITO

walks across the room until he is face to face with Plissken. He pulls out 2 huge, gleaming knives. The other Mescalitos pull out a variety of hideous-looking torture weapons, all ugly cutting instruments.

The Mescalito touches Plissken's forehead with his hand.

MESCALITO
(in English)
You have a slight fever, gringo. Hope it's nothing serious.
(looks at Plissken)
What a beautiful blue eye. It's a shame you only have one.

He positions the knife, slowly moves it to within inches of Plissken's good eye...

FFFTTT!

Plissken spits the mouth dart.

It hits the Mescalito squarely in the forehead. He freezes, his eyes clouding. He falls forward...

THE KNIFE BLADE

swings down, cuts the ropes tied around Plissken. WHACK!

THE OTHER MESCALITOS

look up as he falls over backward to the floor with a THUD.

Plissken's left hand breaks free of the ropes.

The Mescalitos charge toward him.

PLISSKEN

suddenly goes into motion. He moves like Bruce Lee on speed.

In about 10 seconds he has taken out all 5 Mescalitos in a futuristic, karate/kung fu fight. It isn't even close.


Earthquake Hitting While Cuervo Jones' Caravan Is Preparing To Take Off And Plissken Escaping The Collapsing Getty Mansion


EXT. MANSION DRIVEWAY - NIGHT

The caravan's starting up again. Mescalitos pour out of the mansion, rush to their vehicles.

Wearing hot pants, a tank top and full-length mink coat, Utopia is half-way up a ladder by to the opened door of Cuervo's Cadillac perched up on those monster truck wheels when the earth STARTS SHAKING. BOOOMMM. LOW-BASS RUMBLE. EARTHQUAKE.

CUERVO JONES
Get in the car.

Utopia scrambles up into the Cadillac. Cuervo's right behind her. And Map To The Stars Eddie is right behind him. Cuervo turns...

CUERVO JONES
Get lost, agent.

Cuervo kicks him off the ladder. Map To The Stars Eddie goes flying, hits the ground. KABOOM! The EARTHQUAKE gets suddenly stronger...

INT. GETTY MANSION - NIGHT

KABOOOOMMMM!

Suddenly EVERYTHING STARTS SHAKING. A BOOMING ROAR. The Getty Mansion begins to TREMBLE. The SHUDDERING RUMBLE GROWS LOUDER. And then the earthquake hits like a SCREAMING SLEDGEHAMMER!

Plissken heads for the door. The walls of the mansion CRACK. The floor SHAKES. Pieces of the ceiling give way and CRASH into the room!

PLISSKEN

is 10 feet away from the door when the entire mansion floor CAVES IN! The torture racks, the video equipment and Mescalito bodies fall like men dropping from a hangman's scaffold.

Plissken leaps...

A WINDOW

near the door. Plissken grabs on to the sill. Hangs dangling above a huge black pit to nowhere.

EXT. GETTY MANSION - NIGHT

A wall topples from the mansion, collapses on several cars.

Mescalitos race away from the falling debris.

CUERVO JONES AND UTOPIA

hang on for their lives inside the Cadillac.

MAP TO THE STARS EDDIE

staggers toward his Caddy, as suddenly the EARTHQUAKE INTENSIFIES!

THE GROUND

suddenly opens up, caves n, swallowing several Mescalito vehicles.

TREES

along the driveway topple.

INT. GETTY MANSION - NIGHT

The SCREAMING, WRENCHING CRACK of the mansion coming apart SLAMS into Plissken. He pulls himself up, through the window.

EXT. GETTY MANSION - NIGHT

Plissken jumps from the window...

...just as the Getty Mansion completely COLLAPSES behind him!

PLISSKEN

hugs the ground. He bounces and slides across the wildly undulating earth.

THE DRIVEWAY

Now the QUAKE starts to subside.

Finally it seems to stop. Mescalitos get to their feet, race to their vehicles.

PLISSKEN

gets to his feet, SEES...

CUERVO JONES' CADILLAC

pull away down the driveway, followed by other Mescalito vehicles.

PLISSKEN

dashes after them, past Map To The Stars Eddie...

MAP TO THE STARS EDDIE
Hey, Snake...

Without hesitation, Plissken WHACKS him across the jaw. Map To The Stars Eddie goes down like a sack of laundry.

CUERVO'S CADILLAC

leads the caravan down a driveway, as the EARTHQUAKE starts up again.


Another Earthquake Hitting And Plissken Climbing Aboard The Cadillac Heading Toward Santa Monica


EXT. DRIVEWAY - PACIFIC COAST HIGHWAY - NIGHT

RUMBLING. Low intensity QUAKE this time. The Cadillac picks up speed as it approaches P.C.H.

PLISSKEN

appears from some bushes just as the Cadillac moves past him. He springs...

AND GRABS ON

to the rear bumper. The monster wheels spin like a huge, black scythes on either side of hi,. Plissken reaches under the Caddy, finds a purchase on the undercarriage, and swings...

UNDER THE CADILLAC

He hangs dangling above the road BLASTING by below. The Caddy picks up speed.

EXT. SANTA MONICA - PACIFIC COAST HIGHWAY - NIGHT

The Cadillac and Mescalito caravan drives toward the dark shell of Santa Monica. Fires have broken out in the distance. Far-away EXPLOSIONS. Now the QUAKE HITS AGAIN, HARD...


The Earthquake Cracking A Huge Portion Of The Containment Wall Open


EXT. FIREBASE SEVEN - BEHIND THE WALL - NIGHT

Pandemonium. TROOPS running. Vehicles moving. Everything caught in SLAMMING EARTHQUAKE PART 2.

A huge portion of the containment wall CRACKS OPEN, falls into the San Fernando Sea.


INT. COMMAND HQ - MAIN CONTROL ROOM - NIGHT

BRAZEN
We've got a breach in the wall.

Pieces of ceiling shower down. The President hides under a desk.

MALLOY
It's stopping.

The earthquake slowly subsides again. The lights fade off then on again. Machines blink to life, power back on. Everything stabilizes.

MALLOY
(to Brazen)
Get a repair squad on that wall. I want a damage report in 15 minutes.

The President crawls out from under the table, stands.

PRESIDENT
Maybe that just took care of most of our problems for us.
(beat)
Maybe they're all dead.

MALLOY
Maybe.


Plissken Getting The Prototype In The Cadillac And Crashing It Into The Remains Of A Hot Dog Stand


EXT. SANTA MONICA BOULEVARD - SANTA MONICA - NIGHT

Cuervo's Cadillac and the Mescalito caravan move up Santa Monica Boulevard toward Westwood. Smoke rises. Fires burn. FIGURES stagger through the streets.

UNDER THE CADILLAC

Plissken clings to a perch in the undercarriage. Reaches into a pocket, comes out with a large clip, slips it on his 9mm.

HE LOWERS HIMSELF

from the perch, dangles above the street. He raises the gun, aims it at the undercarriage, right about where the front seat should be... BLAM, BLAM, BLAM, BLAM, BLAMMO! The 9mm goes off like a small cannon.

INT. CADILLAC - NIGHT

The front EXPLODES, bullets SCREAMING up through the leather seats, tearing and shredding fabric and flesh. The DRIVER is killed instantly.

In the back seat sit Cuervo Jones and Utopia. The Caddy begins to swerve, the wheel spinning. Cuervo lunges forward across the seat and grabs it.

UNDER THE CADILLAC

Plissken continues to FIRE: BLAM, BLAM, BLAM, BLAM!

THE FRONT SEAT

disintegrates. Metal, leather, padding fly everywhere. Cuervo ducks against the door, covering his face with one hand, still grasping the wheel with the other.

KAWHUMP!

The entire front seat and floor underneath it fall down out the Cadillac and hit the street below. The body of the Driver flops under the monster wheels.

PLISSKEN

swings over to the hole...

AND PULLS HIMSELF UP

into the opening that used to be the front seat.

Cuervo stares at him in total shock, but before he can speak...

Plissken rips the prototype out of his hands!

Then jumps into the back seat next to Utopia.

Cuervo releases the wheel for a moment, turns to grab Plissken...

But Plissken kicks open the side door, grabs Utopia...

...and sails out of the Cadillac...

CUERVO JONES
No!

PLISSKEN AND UTOPIA

fly through the air, and land with a THUD on top of a Mescalito car.

AS THE CADILLAC

begins to swerve wildly..

CUERVO JONES

grabs the wheel, desperately tries to control the Caddy...

BUT FAILS

The Cadillac careens off the street, SLAMS into the palm tree, spins around and CRASHES into the remains of a hot dog stand.

ON THE ROOF OF THE MESCALITO CAR

Plissken and Utopia roll and tumble. He still has a hold of her, and she fights him tooth and nail...

UTOPIA
Lemme go...!

INSIDE THE MESCALITO CAR

the Driver swerves, hits the brakes...

AND THE CAR

hops the curb, slides along the sidewalk, burning rubber.

PLISSKEN AND UTOPIA

are thrown forward...

THEY TUMBLE OFF THE ROOF

across the hood...

AND LAND

on the sidewalk in front of the car. They roll to a stop, as the car SCREECHES to a halt, inches from their heads, as the caravan suddenly puts on its brakes.

SCREAMING TIRES. Cars jackknifing, spinning in a massive traffic collision...

CUERVO JONES

emerges from the remains of the Cadillac...

PLISSKEN

drags Utopia into the street, grabs the lid of a manhole in the street, pries it up...

MESCALITOS

pour out of their vehicles, as Cuervo charges the street, pointing at Plissken...

CUERVO JONES
Kill him, kill him...!

PLISSKEN

lifts Utopia to her feet, hauls her over to the manhole opening, and dives inside...

JUST AS THE MESCALITOS

OPEN FIRE!

The street around the manhole opening EXPLODES with SCREAMING HOT LEAD...




Pipeline Driving Down Wilshire Canyon


EXT. STORM DRAIN - WILSHIRE CANYON - NIGHT

Suddenly Plissken is...

STRUCK BY A PAIR OF HEADLIGHTS

An old dune buggy comes bumping along the canyon bottom, sloshing through water, pulling up next to Plissken.

Pipeline gets out, glances at Plissken.

PIPELINE
Yo'. Snake. Man, that was a big one. Had to be a 6.4. Bodacious quake.
(stares at Plissken)
You look like shit.


A Group Of Vagrants Clustering Around The Edge Of The Twin Towers Of Century City And A Brush-Fire Sweeping Through The Hills


EXT. SKY VIEW OF L.A. BY NIGHT

ANGLE ON THE TWIN TOWERS OF CENTURY CITY

They're like buck teeth, sheered off and crumbling, stuck up in to the sky. A GROUP OF VAGRANTS cluster around the edge of the building -- the walls of the floors beneath have been torn away. Desk, furniture, rugs, everything hangs out over the empty space.


In the hills to the north, SEE a massive brush-fire sweep through the old Hollywood Hills, across Los Feliz, into Griffith Park.




A Bracero Family Having Dinner Is Seen In A Skyscraper During The Hang Glider Flight 


EXT. TOPS OF SKYSCRAPERS - NIGHT

The group of hang gliders sweep past the buildings. A BRACERO FAMILY is having dinner by candlelight two feet from the edge of a sheer precipice, as the side of the skyscraper they live in has been torn off. They wave to Plissken as he passes.




Cuervo Jones And Utopia Entering The Happy Kingdom In A Limousine And Gangs Of Children Present


EXT. DISNEYLAND - NIGHT

A BATTERED OLD LIMOUSINE

carries Cuervo Jones and a grim-looking Utopia past the ruins of the train and around the ghost-town square of Main Street. Ahead is the fairy castle, broken and crumbling, like some relic from a nightmare. Around it are the thrill rides, tossed in to a jumbled mass by the force of the original earthquake.

CROWDS are waiting. GANGS of every conceivable description. ETHNIC GANGS. FEMALE GANGS. GANGS OF CHILDREN. Also FAMILIES and HANGERS-ON.

As soon as the limousine appears, the crowds begin CHEERING.

INT. LIMOUSINE - NIGHT

Cuervo Jones stares out at the masses.

CUERVO JONES
They're simple people. They love a party.
(turns to Utopia)
We're gonna throw them one hell of a party when we get to America.

Utopia is silent, sullen. Cuervo raises his hand to her and she jumps, cowering.

CUERVO JONES
Put a smile on your face.

A terrified smile spreads across Utopia's face.




Three Police Helicopters Landing In The Happy Kingdom


CUERVO JONES
Are you ready for the new world?

And the LOUDEST, LONGEST CHEER you've ever heard goes up.

In the sky above, 3 Police helicopters come THUNDERING downward out of darkness, land in the open area. GANGS rush forward to capture the POLICE PILOTS.


Plissken Rolling Across The Ground On Fire As The Helicopter Explodes


EXT. SMALL CLEARING - NIGHT

THE HELICOPTER

dives toward the ground...

FROM BEHIND PLISSKEN - INSIDE

looking out the front, SEE the ground come up, hit!

KABLOOM! Plissken ducks. THE BLADES SMASH THROUGH the windscreen, barely missing his head.

The fuselage jumps and twists in a GRINDING fury. Fire billows into the cockpit, engulfing Plissken...

EXT. HELICOPTER - SMALL CLEARING - NIGHT

Plissken pulls himself out of the door. He is on fire. He dives away from the chopper and rolls across the ground, just as the flaming mid-section of the ship EXPLODES in a ROARING FIREBALL.





Police Helicopters Falling From The Sky And Firebase Seven Being Overrun By Invaders Arriving At The Hole In The Containment Wall


EXT. FIREBASE SEVEN - DAWN

The President stares in horror Police helicopters fall from the sky, CRASHING. Panic. COPS run everywhere.

PRESIDENT
He did it. The Sword of Damacles.

The President looks at the CD player.

DUTY SERGEANT
We're being attacked, Commander. The north wall.

EXT. WALL - DAWN

All of L.A. has arrived at the hole in the containment wall in boats. GANGS use ropes, hooks, ladders to scale the wall. - they scale the wall. Pipeline leads the charge.

EXT. TOP OF THE WALL - DAWN

GUNFIRE. A pitched battle as COPS try to repel the horde of L.A. invaders as they pour over the wall.

EXT. FIREBASE SEVEN - DAWN

The Firebase is overrun by invaders. Hand-to-hand combat. Malloy fights alongside his men. World War III has begun.

Panicked Cops race for the trees, abandoning their positions.

INT. STEEL-WALLED HALLWAY - DEPORTATION CENTER

As the Third World warriors free Utopia from the electric chair. She joins them as they swarm through the halls...


Plissken Waking Away Into The Sunrise


EXT. HILLSIDE - FIREBASE SEVEN - DAWN

Plissken is at the edge of the Firebase, moving out into the hillside. CAMERA TRACKS WITH HIM toward the rising sun.

A smile crosses Plissken's face. He tosses the prototype down a ravine, and walks away into the sunrise.