Alien Nation Page #17

EXT. WEST SIDE STREET - NIGHT

Harcourt and Kipling in the first police unit come

thundering down the street zig-zagging through traffic.

The slug-mobile is three-quarters of a block behind them.

INSIDE THE BLACK-AND-WHITE

Harcourt begins fumbling with the dash switches...

eventually hitting the right ones and the roof lights and

SIREN blast on.

EXT. WEST SIDE STREET - NIGHT

It looks like a backwards chase, the slug-mobile chasing

the howling police car through traffic.

Jetson alertly eyes the approaching traffic -- calls it

out to Sykes the way he was trained at the academy.

JETSON:

Slow traffic on your right... you're

clear at the left rear...

(Sykes changes lanes)

Careful, red light ahead...

With Jetson's help, Sykes is able to dice through the

cross-traffic without incident.

EXT. WEST SIDE STREET - NIGHT

The traffic ahead of the police car peels off in response

to the approaching lights and SIREN. Kipling dodges

around the stopped traffic easily.

The same traffic that has pulled over for the police car

now starts easing back onto the street, cutting off the

slug-mobile.

INT. SLUG-MOBILE - NIGHT

Sykes' expression tells us he's slipped into the same

juggernaut mode we saw during the foot chase in the alley.

JETSON:

Yellow light ahead turning red...

But Sykes doesn't slow -- instead he floors it.

JETSON:

(continuing; wide-

eyed)

Red light! Red light!

EXT. WEST SIDE STREET - NIGHT

Sykes peels around the merging traffic, cuts across the

intersection, and continues the chase. On the wrong side

of the road, head-on into traffic.

Headlights peel off in front of them as they charge along

the wrong side. They eventually catch up to the police

unit, racing parallel to it, but with the divider between

them.

Sykes keeps one hand on the wheel and draws the Casull

with the other. He brings it up and around right in front

of Jetson's nose, pointing it through the passenger window

at Kipling.

At that moment, Kipling glances over and reacts to the

bore of this huge gun staring him in the kisser.

Jetson reacts to the gun in his face... then reacts to

something else he sees beyond it.

JETSON:

Green light, Matthew.

(Sykes doesn't

respond)

Green light!

Now Sykes looks. The light at the intersection has just

turned green -- and the rows of the cars that were waiting

start coming. It's a wall of headlights coming right for

the slug-mobile.

SYKES:

Sh*t!

JETSON:

Ss-ai!

EXT. WEST SIDE STREET - NIGHT

Sykes locks up the brakes. Kipling veers around a couple

of cars and speeds away.

Because of the other traffic, Sykes has only one course of

action. He skids a left onto a side street.

EXT. SIDE STREET - NIGHT

Sykes burns rubber down this quieter street, squeals a

right onto another street that parallels the street the

police unit is on. At the first street available, he cuts

back in behind the police unit.

EXT. FIRST STREET OVERPASS - NIGHT

Sykes' car tears along below the overpass -- with the

police unit directly above them! An on-ramp approaches

for the slug-mobile and Sykes floors it.

INT. BLACK-AND-WHITE - NIGHT

Harcourt turns in his seat just in time to see the slug-

mobile airborne as it flies from the on-ramp, landing a

few feet behind the black-and-white's bumper.

EXT. FIRST STREET OVERPASS - NIGHT

With the slug-mobile now, the police unit hangs a right,

cuts through a parking lot, and bounces onto--

EXT. SECOND STREET AND TUNNEL - NIGHT

The police unit hangs a u-turn into the Second Street

tunnel. It clips one of the civilian cars, causing a

pile-up of traffic behind the police unit.

The slug-mobile skids to a stop, blocked by the clog of

traffic in the tunnel. Sykes is out of the drivers door

in a flash, stand on the door frame, and yells--

SYKES:

Move your goddamned cars!

People climb out of their cars dazed and bewildered --

ignoring Sykes. Sykes slides behind the wheel, bangs his

bumper into the car in front of him, and pushes the car

far enough forward to get around. He speeds off.

INT./ EXT. BLACK-AND-WHITE - FREEWAY - NIGHT

Kipling rockets up a freeway on-ramp. Harcourt smiles

with satisfaction -- there's no sign of the slug-mobile

behind them. Kipling eases off, blends into the flow of

traffic.

EXT. FREEWAY - NIGHT

Sykes slaloms the slug-mobile through the civilian

traffic like Mario Andretti lapping the pack at

Indianapolis.

INT. SLUG-MOBILE - NIGHT

Jetson spots the police unit in the right hand lane ahead.

JETSON:

There!

Sykes sees it. Thinking fast, he eases off, using another

car as a blind. He waits until the police unit is

parallel to an off-ramp, then guns ahead and swings right,

directly for the police unit.

Kipling looks over, reacts, just as the slug-mobile

broadsides the police unit. Sykes forces the police unit

up the off-ramp.

EXT. INTERSECTION - NIGHT

Door handle to door handle, the two cars slue to the

right. The police unit breaks out in front, but Sykes

stays right on its ass. They charge up onto--

EXT. VINCENT THOMAS BRIDGE - NIGHT

The police unit and slug-mobile -- bumper to bumper at 80

MPH.

INT. SLUG-MOBILE - NIGHT

As the cars scream along, Jetson cranes out the side

window, looking in distress at the inky seawater flashing

past below.

EXT. VINCENT THOMAS BRIDGE - NIGHT

They reach the far end of the bridge and skid wide onto--

EXT. HENRY FORD BOULEVARD - NIGHT

A clear two lane straightaway near the ocean. Sykes

pushes the slug-mobile to its limits, pulls alongside the

police unit. The two cars trade blows at 90+ MPH.

Kipling manages to send Sykes onto the dirt shoulder,

slowing him down.

INT. BLACK-AND-WHITE - NIGHT

Kipling watches the slug-mobile in the rearview mirror,

then looks back out the front to see the end of the road

coming up fast! Harcourt bellows to Kipling, who slams on

the brakes.

EXT. END OF BOULEVARD - NIGHT

The police unit skids to a stop before hitting a chain

link fence where the road ends. An abandoned drawbridge

and the ocean are on the other side of the fence.

With nowhere else to go, Harcourt yells something at

Kipling and Kipling floors it back the way they came.

EXT. HENRY FORD BOULEVARD - NIGHT

The two cars are racing for a full head-on. At the last

instant, Sykes wrenches the wheel, throws the slug-mobile

sideways, passenger side first. The police unit smashes

into the rear door and fender of the slug-mobile, both

cars skidding madly to a stop. A fire ignites under the

hood of the police unit.

INT. SLUG-MOBILE - NIGHT

Sykes sits stunned behind the wheel. Disoriented but

conscious, he raises his head, looks over... sees Jetson

out cold, his forehead gashed and bleeding. Then he looks

over and sees the fire growing under the police unit's

hood which is crunched up against the rear of the slug-

mobile -- near the gas tank.

EXT. HENRY FORD BOULEVARD - NIGHT

Sykes slides out of the driver's door, stumbles to

Jetson's door, wrenches it open, and drags the huge

unconscious alien away from the cars.

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