12 Monkeys Page #15

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AGENT #4

"Arnie?"

JEFFREY:

Arnold Pettibone. Old Arnie Pettibone.

Used to be my best friend. Still is.

What've you lost, Arnie -- forty pounds?

No wonder I didn't know you. You hungry?

Lots of dead cow, dead lamb, dead pig.

Real killer feast we're putting on tonight.

The AGENTS watch JEFFREY lead the limping, disheveled COLE out.

AGENT #4

These people -- all of 'em -- are true

weirdoes!

AGENT #3

(moving to the phone)

I'm gonna call in a description of this

"Pettibone" character. You go keep an

eye on him. Make sure he doesn't do

one of the guests with a fork.

INT. HALLWAY/MASON MANSION

GUESTS pouring from the dining room into the hall meet JEFFREY

and a very disconcerted COLE.

JEFFREY:

Hey, nice ta see ya. Lookin' good! Hi,

there. Yes, it has been a long time.

In the b.g., too far away to hear them, AGENT #4 trails JEFFREY and

COLE as they maneuver through the GUESTS toward the grand staircase.

JEFFREY:

(whispers to Cole)

County Hospital, right? 1989. The

"Immaculate Escape" -- am I right?

(smiling to guests)

Why, thank you -- you look wonderful, too.

COLE:

Listen to me -- I can't do anything

about what you're going to do. I can't

change anything. I can't stop you. I

just want some information...

JEFFREY:

We need to talk. Come on. Upstairs.

(to a guest)

I am a new person! I'm completely

adjusted. Witness the tux. It's Armani.

(whispers to Cole)

Who chattered? Goines? Weller?

COLE:

I just need to have access to the pure

virus, that's all! For the future!

JEFFREY studies COLE. COLE doesn't just talk crazy. He looks crazy!

JEFFREY:

Come on, follow me. You don't lock so good.

JEFFREY starts guiding COLE up the grand staircase as COLE, glancing

back, spots AGENT #3 and AGENT #4, both keeping an eye on him now.

COLE:

I don't have time to go upstairs. The

police are looking for me. I need to

know where it is and exactly what it is.

JEFFREY:

(brightening suddenly)

I get it! This is your old plan, right?

COLE:

Plan? What are you talking about?

JEFFREY:

Remember? We were in the dayroom,

watching TV, and you were all upset

about the...desecration of the planet.

And you said to me, "Wouldn't it be

great if there was a germ or a virus

that could wipe out mankind and leave

the plants and animals just as they

are?" You do remember that, don't you?

COLE:

Bulishit! You're f***ing with my head!

JEFFREY:

And that's when I told you my father was

this famous virologist and you said, "Hey,

he could make a germ and we could steal it!"

COLE:

(grabbing Jeffrey)

Listen, you dumb f***! The thing mutates

We live underground! The world belongs

to the f***ing dogs and cats. We're

like moles or worms. All we want to do

is study the original...

AGENT #4'S VOICE

Okay -- take it easy. We know who you

are, Mr. Cole.

COLE feels a firm grip on his shoulder, turns and sees AGERT #4

AGENT #4

Let's go somewhere and talk this thing

over. Okay? Just come with me...

JEFFREY:

You're right! Absolutely right. Me's

a nut case, totally deranged. Delusional!

Paranoid. HIS PROCESSOR'S ALL F***ED

UP, HIS INFORMATION TRAY IS JAMMED.

AGENT #4 is wishing JEFFREY would chill out even as the THIRD

AGENT is climbing up the staircase to help.

COLE is like a trapped animal. He's being led down the staircase

now with JEFFREY, right on his heels, yelling so EVERYONE can hear.

JEFFREY:

YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS, THE "ARMY OF THE

TWELVE MONKEYS"? IT'S A COLLECTION OF

NATURE KOOKS WHO RUN A STORE DOWNTOWN.

SPACE-CASE DO-GOODERS SAVING RAIN

FORESTS. I HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH

THOSE BOZOS ANYMORE. I QUIT BEING THE

RICH KID FALL GUY FOR A BUNCH OF

INEFFECTUAL BANANAS. SO MUCH FOR YOUR

GRAND PLOT!

COLE stares back at JEFFREY as both AGENTS hustle COLE down the

stairs. It sounds true! JEFFREY'S so confident.

AGENT #3

Take it easy, Mr. Mason, we've got him.

Everything's...

JEFFREY:

MY FATHER HAS BEEN WARNING PEOPLE ABOUT

THE DANGERS OF EXPERIMENTATION WITH

VIRUSES AND DNA FOR YEARS. YOU'VE

"PROCESSED" THAT INFORMATION THROUGH

YOUR ADDLED PARANOID INFRA-STRUCTURE AND

LO AND BEHOLD, I'M FRANKENSTEIN AND THE

"ARMY OF THE TWELVE MONKEYS" BECOMES

SOME SORT OF SINISTER REVOLUTIONARY

CABAL. THIS MAN IS TOTALLY BATSHIT! YOU

KNOW WHERE HE THINKS HE COMES FROM???

Suddenly, COLE, catching the AGENTS by surprise, wrenches free,

shoves them aside, and stumbles down the rest of the staircase.

INT. FOYER/MASON MANSION

COLE heads for the front door, but there's an AGENT there! COLE

turns and limps madly toward the dining room, pushing his way

through the crowd of amazed GUESTS.

INT. DINING ROOM/MASON MANSION

SERVANTS, clearing the table, look up astonished as two AGENTS

burst into the room.

AGENT #4

Did a man just come through here...limping?

INT. KITCHEN/MASON MANSION

COOKS stare, amazed, as two OTHER AGENTS burst into the kitchen

and look about urgently.

INT. DEN/MASON MANSION

A large projection TV is on and a knot of GUESTS is gathered in

front of it...watching the spooky VIDEO IMAGES.

TV REPORTER (v.o.)

These pictures we are seeing are coming

to us live from deep inside the pipe.

You can just make out the metal wall

behind those roots and I guess those

must be spider webs.

MRS. McCANN, a guest, watching the TV, expresses concern...

MRS. McCANN

Well, if you ask me, I think that monkey

is going to eat the sandwich himself.

Just then, two AGENTS burst into the den.

The GUESTS turn from the TV, startled, stare open-mouthed, but

the AGENTS have spotted an open window and are hurrying to it.

AGENTS POV OUT THE WINDOW: the rows of expensive parked CARS.

ON THE TV SCREEN, RAILLY'S photograph appears.

TV ANCHOR (v.o.)

This just in:
Police say that the body of

a woman found strangled in the Knutson state

Park could be kidnap victim, Dr. Kathryn Railly.

As the AGENTS run out of the room, a photo of RAILLY'S abandoned

Acura comes up on the TV screen.

TV ANCHOR (v.o.)

Earlier in the day, police located

Railly's abandoned car not far from a

building where three animal rights

activists were found bound and gagged...

EXT. MASON MANSION - MINUTES LATER (NIGHT)

Pistols drawn, AGENTS move cautiously among the rows of parked

luxury cars, checking inside and under the vehicles.

AN AGENT'S VOICE (o.s.)

COME ON OUT, MR COLE -- WE'RE NOT GOING

TO HURT YOU.

INT. PARKED GREEN JAGUAR

COLE, scrunched down on the floor next to the driver's seat,

spots the key dangling from the ignition, then lifts his head

slightly to study the shift mechanism, trying to figure it out.

EXT. PARKED CARS/MASON MANSION

AGENTS continue to move cautiously among the parked cars.

INT. PARKED GREEN JAGUAR

COLE eases himself into the driver's seat, tentatively slides the

shift into "Drive", then turns the key. Nothing happens.

Panic. COLE studies the shift again.

EXT. PARKED CARS/MANSION

AGENT #5 approaches the row where the Jaguar is parked.

INT. PARKED GREEN JAGUAR

COLE slides the shift from D (Drive) to N (Neutral). He twists

the key again. The engine ROARS...SEVEN THOUSAND RPM!

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