Escape From L.A.
Revised Draft (July 26, 1995)
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
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...
He's been the Force's Most Wanted Man for 10 years. Convicted of 27 moral
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.
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...
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.
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.
I need to know more about this thing.
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.
What does it do?
There's a war about to be declared, or didn't you know?
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
(looks at Brazen for a beat)
He's gonna find out anyway.
Reluctantly Brazen pushes a button on the computer.
on the screen changes to a computer-rendered view of Earth from space. Orbiting
high above is a ring of satellites.
Operation Sword of Damacles. Whoever has the prototype controls the fate of
Right. So you want to tell me what this thing really does, or do you want to
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.
Once they explode, the earth is blanketed by an intense pulse of EMP --
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
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
Let me get this straight. You let a 17-year-old girl steal the aiming and
triggering device for a doomsday machine?
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
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.
rights itself momentarily but is SLAMMED downward out of frame by a huge dark
looms overhead -- his fist RISING and falling with the currents. Plissken has
maneuvered himself into the wreckage of the Universal Studios Tour.
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.
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
EXT. HOLLYWOOD AT HIGHLAND - NIGHT
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
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.
It's winnin' time, baby. How about you and I do some celebrating?
What's going on?
You must be new around here.
You look familiar. Have I done you before?
Plissken grabs the 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.
Meet me at the Happy Kingdom. We got our freedom. We got a future.
PLISSKEN stares as the Cadillac passes.
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...
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
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,
Plissken On Horseback Chasing Cuervo Jones
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.
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.
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.
TAKES OFF down the street, DRAGGING the biker by the neck.
Plissken Fighting Cuervo Jones On The Roof Of A Car
speeds up as Plissken moves up to the Mustang five cars behind. He swings off
the bike and jumps on to the trunk.
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...
lean out their car windows, FIRING at him...
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.
Nobody rolls into town and takes over my territory, gringo. Not Snake Plissken,
A BOLAS-SWINGING MESCALITO
comes roaring up on his bike, throws the bolas...
as CUERVO ducks, and the bolas hit him, wrap round his neck, the balls THUNKING
him in the face, sending him flying...
Plissken hits the pavement hard. He skids, rolls, and at last SLAMS into the
edge of the sidewalk.
RUMBLES away down Sunset. The hand in the car window still holds Plissken's machine gun.
Cuervo crouches on the roof, HISSING at Plissken.
Take him out!
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
The Mescalitos spread out, draw their guns, start toward Plissken...
Plissken's one good eye stares -- blue and clear, calm as a sunny day.
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
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.
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
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
A FIREBALL BLOWS 3 cars to smithereens.
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
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.
ducks his head. EXPLOSIONS continue, then subside. A lull in the fire-fight. He
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.
Be cool, man! Be cool!
She's unarmed, but Plissken keeps his gun leveled at her.
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.
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.
Wait a minute, no, man! We gotta stay down till they stop...!
He drags her out into...
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.
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.
Be careful of the bald cats.
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
Plissken follows, then stops. Looks up.
ON A PIPE
above another bald cat peers down at him. HISSES.
raises his gun to kill it.
Leave her alone, Snake. She's just scared and pissed off.
(lowers his gun)
All right. Let's go.
They move away from the pipes...
What're you gonna do with the President's daughter? Are you gonna take her back?
So you're stain' in L.A.?
Not if I can help it.
They reach a ladder that goes up into the darkness.
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.
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 stops in front of Plissken. Sees that he's awake. Holds out a glass
filled with red liquid.
Laced with tequila, Snake. Good for you. No?
Cuervo Jones downs the carrot juice.
Plissken lifts his head, grimaces. Sweat pours down his face.
You're coming out of it, Snake. It hurts real bad.
He leans close to Plissken.
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!
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.
So you beat the odds for a little while. That ought to make you feel good.
Too bad your luck just ran out.
He steps back, considers Plissken for a moment.
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.
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
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
Here is the real L.A., Snake. People without hope.
(crosses back to Plissken)
Do you know what they want? One word. Liberation.
They want a chance to live -- before it's all gone. They've been hated for too
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.
You never heard of Snake Plissken?
Utopia takes a couple steps closer to Plissken.
He doesn't look like his picture.
I bet he's a fake. Wasn't the real one supposed to be cute or something?
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.
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.
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
He must be bouncing the signal from one of our communications satellites.
The stations will have already picked it up. This thing's going live all over
King Jones. for God's sake.
Send me 3 Police choppers to the Happy Kingdom. No later than 4 a.m. Don't piss
(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
The President gives Malloy a hard stare.
Plissken tanked. Now he's a P.O.W. The mission's scrubbed, Commander.
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.
Plissken's out; I can't believe it...
Order an air strike on L.A. Flatten it. Burn it down.
What did you say to me?
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.
So what am I supposed to do now?
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
If they kill Plissken, what do I do? Beg the King to let me clean his toilet for
Plissken's been dead so many times I can't count 'em all. But he never stays
INT. GETTY MUSEUM - NIGHT
Cuervo and UTOPIA walk away from the broadcast area.
Now go get dressed. We have things to do.
Are we gonna eat soon? I'm starved.
Cuervo gives her a SLAP on the butt, which startles Utopia.
Go on now. Do as I say.
Plissken watches as UTOPIA slowly walks away.
I'm going to show her what it means to be a woman -- for the first time in her
pathetic little life.
I'll give her love, Snake. Everybody needs love.
He moves closer to Plissken.
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.
No? Too bad.
Cuervo motions to his men.
Amigos. Saddle up.
The room springs to life.
Plissken Taking Out The Five Mescalitos And Using His Mouth Dart
(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
(in Spanish to the others)
Let me go first, guys. I want to hear him scream.
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
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.
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
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.
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
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.
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...
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
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
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!
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.
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!
suddenly opens up, caves n, swallowing several Mescalito vehicles.
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!
hugs the ground. He bounces and slides across the wildly undulating earth.
Now the QUAKE starts to subside.
Finally it seems to stop. Mescalitos get to their feet, race to their vehicles.
gets to his feet, SEES...
CUERVO JONES' CADILLAC
pull away down the driveway, followed by other Mescalito vehicles.
dashes after them, past Map To The Stars Eddie...
MAP TO THE STARS EDDIE
Without hesitation, Plissken WHACKS him across the jaw. Map To The Stars Eddie
goes down like a sack of laundry.
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
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
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
INT. COMMAND HQ - MAIN CONTROL ROOM - NIGHT
We've got a breach in the wall.
Pieces of ceiling shower down. The President hides under a desk.
The earthquake slowly subsides again. The lights fade off then on again.
Machines blink to life, power back on. Everything stabilizes.
Get a repair squad on that wall. I want a damage report in 15 minutes.
The President crawls out from under the table, stands.
Maybe that just took care of most of our problems for us.
Maybe they're all dead.
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.
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.
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...
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..
grabs the wheel, desperately tries to control the Caddy...
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...
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...
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...
emerges from the remains of the Cadillac...
drags Utopia into the street, grabs the lid of a manhole in the street, pries it
pour out of their vehicles, as Cuervo charges the street, pointing at Plissken...
Kill him, kill him...!
lifts Utopia to her feet, hauls her over to the manhole opening, and dives
JUST AS THE MESCALITOS
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.
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
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
Cuervo Jones And Utopia Entering The Happy Kingdom In A Limousine And Gangs Of
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.
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.
Put a smile on your face.
A terrified smile spreads across Utopia's face.
Three Police Helicopters Landing In The Happy Kingdom
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
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
The fuselage jumps and twists in a GRINDING fury. Fire billows into the cockpit,
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
EXT. FIREBASE SEVEN - DAWN
The President stares in horror Police helicopters fall from the sky, CRASHING.
Panic. COPS run everywhere.
He did it. The Sword of Damacles.
The President looks at the CD player.
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
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.