The Lawless swipes at the muzzle. Omura fires and blows him away out into the corridor, then leaps out after him.
IN THE CORRIDOR.
With the other two Predators behind him, Omura bounds out as the Lawless, minus most of his left arm, is struggling up. He makes it up onto one knee. Omura grasps the yellow spattered 'dreads' hard and pulls the ruined face up. From somewhere the Lawless spits. A small spittle hits Omura's chin, making him jerk back as it SEARS the skin.
He raises his exo-claws...
OMURA
Party's over.
...and delivers the KILLING STROKE. He lets the dead body fall...then collapses over it.
INT. 'SITE UNSEEN' BRIEFING ROOM.
The MAIN CHARACTERS and several OTHERS are present.
SCHOLLANDER
Major Omura has been successful.
An excited BUZZ ripples around the conference table.
SCHOLLANDER
We must thank Doctors Lansing and
MacTavish...
MacTAVISH
Professor.
Schollander shoots a sidelong glance at MacTavish, decides to ignore him.
SCHOLLANDER
Lansing and MacTavish for their stellar
efforts which enabled us to finally
establish communications with the alien
ship barely an hour ago.
Polite APPLAUSE.
SCHOLLANDER
Unfortunately, the Major has been
injured. And rather seriously, I'm led
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to believe. Doctor Hindman.
HINDMAN
Um, yes. It would seem that Michael –
The Major - has lost a substantial amount
of blood. Cracked or broken ribs may be
involved. And we fear a punctured lung.
A RIPPLE of concern from the table.
HINDMAN
He needs attention, human medical
expertise, as soon as possible. But,
being Michael, well if you knew him as...
SCHOLLANDER
(to Hindman)
Quite. Thank you, Doctor.
(to all)
Even in his current condition, the Major
is insisting that the curative serum he has
been promised be tested on him immediately.
If this is to happen we need a human
medical monitoring presence on that ship,
and we need it now. Volunteers are
required.
HINDMAN
(to the Medical staff
present)
The Major's daughter will be here soon.
I should stay for her. But I was hoping
some of you...
He lets his voice trail off.
The assembled DOCTORS confer. There is much NODDING of heads.
SCHOLLANDER
Time is of the essence, Doctors. A ship
will be here within the hour. And, oh
yes, two of my staff will accompany you.
The meeting breaks up. Schollander glances at Garber who nods and then motions to TWO AGENTS waiting nearby. Together, all three hurry from the room.
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INT. THE PREDATOR SHIP – SEVERAL HOURS LATER.
A HATCH slides open. We SEE THREE WHITE COATED DOCTORS - two female, one male - peer out cautiously. Behind them, a
Predator SHUTTLE PILOT curses and pushes past them onto the prison ship. He beckons for them to follow: they hesitate. He curses again and marches off.
THE DOCTORS' POV
as the shuttle pilot begins to disappear into the gloom of the corridor.
RESUME SCENE
They pick up their gear and hurry off in his wake. After them come the AGENTS. Followed by ANOTHER PREDATOR they, too, are carrying something.
IN THE CORRIDOR
The two Predators and five humans, walking briskly, pass a group of THREE ALIENS working with a DEVICE resembling a large vacuum cleaner. They are waving it through the air and along a wall, and ignore those passing them. When the agents pass, the machine EMITS a TINY BEEP. The Predators react then backtrack and recheck the section of wall they had just covered.
IN MEDICAL
Omura is lying on a hard, metallic 'gurney'. The table is a clunky, unwieldy-looking contraption with a high, partial canopy housing an array of alien medical accoutrements. Deep panels fall on all four sides: they display additional devices. There are several beds in the 'ward'. Omura is mumbling, groggy. A PREDATOR is in the process of removing the robotic legs and attachments.
The doctors and the agents ENTER.
FEMALE DOCTOR 1
(concerned, to the
Predator)
What have you done to him?
The Predator looks at her. Seems to study her.
PREDATOR
What have you done...to him?
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(a beat)
Sedation. Safe.
He finishes his task and places all the pieces, with some
care, into a reinforced container. Closed, he hefts it onto a shoulder and makes to leave. He turns.
PREDATOR
I'll...be back.
He EXITS.
FEMALE DOCTOR 1
(to her two colleagues)
OK, people. ABCs.
The doctors quickly run through Omura's vitals: check his Airway, Breathing, Circulation/blood pressure via blood
pressure sleeve. They place an oxygen mask on his face and set up IV fluids, ready a transfusion, prepare an ultrasound scan, inject meds. to boost his blood pressure.
MALE DOCTOR
Let's check those ribs.
He removes some blood soaked padding from Omura's left side and palpates the area. Omura reacts. The doctor taps both sides of the chest then listens with a stethoscope.
MALE DOCTOR
(frowning)
Lungs sound OK. Probably at least one
fracture, though. Let's get this
wound sealed and then we'll bind his
chest.
The male doctor begins to clean the wound as FEMALE DOCTOR 2 produces a packet of SURGI-STRIP.
The agents prove themselves as competent assistants, deftly aiding in the preparation of all the paraphernalia: moving this here, moving that there. Thus occupied, the doctors fail to notice the agents...
ON THE AGENTS
who quickly unzip their own canvas bag.
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INSERT: CU ON BAG'S CONTENTS
An agent's hand punches keys on a tiny keypad then flicks a toggle switch. A red light begins to flash. We SEE the zipper pulled shut again.
RESUME SCENE
as the agent flips up the end panel of one of the other beds and slips the device in. It is concealed...just as the Predator returns. He scans the scene: the agents smile.
LATER
TWO PREDATORS now stand and watch. We SEE the doctors view the ultrasound. They point, confer, and nod, then set about binding Omura's chest: one props him up while two bandage.
LATER
The Leader and SEVERAL OTHER PREDATORS are there. The agents and two of the doctors are seated off to the side. Female doctor 1 is beside the gurney, checking Omura's IV. Omura groans, opens his eyes, and attempts to sit up, but grabs at his chest, gasps, and lies down again.
FEMALE DOCTOR 1
(a hand on Omura's
shoulder)
Major. Please lie still. You may have
cracked ribs.
OMURA
Oh, that's not so bad. For a second there...
(coughs, grabs chest again)
I thought I definitely had.
FEMALE DOCTOR 1
And, um, Major. I've been instructed to
tell you that your wife and daughter are
now on the base.
Despite the pain, Omura manages to prop himself up on one elbow.
OMURA
What's happened?
The doctor looks to her fellows for help: none is offered.
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FEMALE DOCTOR 1
Apparently – um - Doctor Hindman has
informed me that your daughter's
condition has deteriorated. Um, he...
Omura tries to raise himself further, looks around.
OMURA
(shouts)
The Leader. Get me your Leader!
The Leader and ANOTHER PREDATOR step to the gurney. The other Predator is carrying a metallic tray with alien medical devices on it.
LEADER
Major. Here.
OMURA
Our deal. Do you have the serum?
The Leader indicates the tray.
FEMALE DOCTOR 1
Major. I really don't think...
Omura silences her with a hand.
OMURA
(no nonsense)
Doctor. Thank you for your help, but
your business is done. Now stay out
of mine.
(to the Leader)
Let's do it.
He flops back with a painful sigh as the Predator Medic produces a HUGE SYRINGE and loads it with a CARTRIDGE of BLUE LIQUID. He grips Omura's arm roughly and cavalierly plunges the IMMENSE NEEDLE somewhere within the vicinity of a vein. Omura gives a muffled grunt and jerks his arm, causing the needle to pop out. Blood flows. Female doctor 1 grabs the syringe out of the alien's hand.
FEMALE DOCTOR 1
Give me that.
She takes Omura's IV line and correctly inserts the needle into the injection port.
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FEMALE DOCTOR 1
(con’t)
This is my patient. My responsibility.
(to Omura)
And, no. My business is not done.
Two-handed, she depresses the huge plunger. The blue substance makes its way slowly through the IV line and eventually enters Omura’s system. We SEE the other doctors stand, curious. For long moments nothing happens, then Omura begins to tremble, to shake. He groans and calls out. Then suddenly he begins to thrash wildly. Female doctor 1 throws herself atop him.
FEMALE DOCTOR 1
(con’t)
Hold!
The four humans rush to help, pinning Omura to the table. The Predators stand aloof. Suddenly Omura collapses into unconsciousness.
ON THE LEADER AND THE MEDIC
The Medic Predator says something to the Leader. We do not HEAR. The Leader nods.
INT. 'SITE UNSEEN' - COMMUNICATION CENTRE
MacTavish helps oversee an incoming transmission from the
Predator ship. He takes the resulting hard copy from the COMMUNICATION TECHNICIAN and presents it to Dru. The Colonel takes the paper, scans it quickly, passes it off to an AIDE.
DRU
(to MacTavish)
That’s a ‘Go’. Reply with an OK.
(to the Aide)
Coordinate landing instructions with the
Prof., here. Deploy security to keep an eye
on them and assist them with the salvage
when they come down.
INT. THE PREDATOR SHIP - MEDICAL
We SEE Omura still unconscious but restrained, his arms and legs tied to the gurney with thick bandages. The doctors
are there, checking his monitors. Suddenly Omura’s eyes snap open. With a sudden spasmodic upheaval he rips one of
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the ankle restraints from the bed. His doctors scatter. An attending PREDATOR TECH. observes impassively. Omura pulls his arms free, snaps the other ankle brace, and flings himself to land on all fours on the floor. After a few deep breaths he regains control and slowly, deliberately, stands up. He stamps his feet hard on the floor, punches his quads, kneads his calves.
OMURA
My God! My God!
While he is marvelling at his transformation, the Leader ENTERS and slaps him on the back. Omura gasps and grabs for his damaged chest.
LEADER
Good. Works. But...will...kill your
daughter.
OMURA
What?
LEADER
We are changing it...better. Now...
you go.
OMURA
You might just leave.
The Leader is already leaving, walking out of Medical. He turns.
LEADER
Could you...stop us?
INT. 'SITE UNSEEN' - A CORRIDOR
With TWO ARMED PERSONNEL flanking him, Omura is JOGGING along the corridor.
THE INFIRMARY
Omura bursts into the infirmary. Central is MADELEINE lying in a bed, surrounded by state-of-the-art HARDWARE: VENTILATOR, KIDNEY DIALYSIS, PLASMA EXCHANGER etc, TUBES everywhere, an OXYGEN MASK covering her face. Hindman and a white-coated DOCTOR are attending to her. TWO WOMEN - CAROL OMURA, early thirties, short black hair, slim, casually smart, has been crying, and LIEUTENANT JANICE FANFARSKI,
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mid-thirties, tall, fit, long blonde hair tied up, in Air Force uniform - are hovering. Omura's entrance startles everyone.
CAROL
Oh, Michael, Michael. You’re here. Oh,
Darling.
She is in his arms: they hold each other. Then she holds herself away and looks him up and down.
CAROL
(con’t)
Oh, my God. Michael, it worked. It
worked. Thank God. Did you bring some
for Madeleine? She's slipping away,
Michael. She’s...she's...
(sobs)
OMURA
(quietly, into her ear)
It’s coming. It’s coming.
He looks over her shoulder, and, with a head tilt, motions Fanfarski to him. He gives her a quick hug with his free arm.
OMURA
Janice. Thanks for everything.
Fanfarski returns the hug.
FANFARSKI
I heard about Bobby. I'm sorry, Mitch.
She gives his arm a squeeze, then takes Carol and comforts her. Omura goes to the bed.
OMURA
Albert?
HINDMAN
(exasperated)
Michael, I just don't know what to tell
you. The treatment is no longer working.
The bug is now ignoring the Hyper-
alimentation. The immune modulators are
having no effect.
(indicates the dialysis
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and exchanger)
I think we're wasting our time trying
to cleanse her blood. But your legs. The
remedy has worked for you. Didn't you
bring a dose for Madeleine?
OMURA
It almost killed me, Albert. The Leader
said it would kill Madeleine. They're modi-
fying it.
He sits down and strokes Madeleine’s hair.
HINDMAN
How can you be sure? They might just
leave. Why should they bother...
OMURA
(snaps)
What could I have done? Stop them?
I've done all I could. I'm just a man,
for God sake.
A BEAT. He returns his attention to Madeleine, resumes stroking her hair.
OMURA
(almost a whisper)
Just a man.
CU and CLOSING on Madeleine's face.
INT. THE PREDATOR SHIP - MEDICAL
CLOSE SHOT of a small vial of CLEAR BLUE LIQUID standing upright in a small holder. Beside it lights pulse and tiny alien symbols blink on and off. We SEE a PREDATOR HAND pick the vial up.
ON TWO PREDATORS
One holds the vial high, shakes it. Both aliens observe
something about the reactions in the vial. They make congratulatory Predator noises. ONE slaps THE OTHER on the shoulder.
WE PAN away slowly. Coming INTO FOCUS in the BG are TWO PREDATORS with one of the 'vacuum cleaner' MACHINES. They are drawing nearer to the 'ward' beds. The MACHINE begins to EMIT a SHRILL BEEPING. The two Predators confer.
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