Alien vs. Predator Page #16

with simultaneously doing her best not to touch the walls which are covered

by a thin layer of gunge.

The REPORT of DE VRIES' weapon can be heard even down here, perhaps more

startling in the confined space. URIOSTE jumps, dropping the flashlight into

the water in the process.

INT. RYUSHI STATION - PUMP ROOM

DILLER turns away from the winch and peers into and beyond the access tunnel

leading outside. URIOSTE's VOICE floats up out of the shaft.

URIOSTE:

(O.S., muffled)

What was that?

DILLER:

(raising his voice)

Something outside...

EXT. RYUSHI STATION - ROOFTOP LEVEL - DUSK

The wind whips at GUTTIEREZ as he blinks away his shock.

GUTTIEREZ:

Holy _shit_...

DE VRIES keeps her torch beam on the moving shape. It halts by the edge of

the roof, and stares at them.

DE VRIES:

Oh, nice going, man! It was a lemur!

A goddamn lemur!

GUTTIEREZ' radio headset CRACKLES to life.

HIROKO:

(O.S., on headset)

Guttierez, what the hell's going on up

there?

GUTTIEREZ:

Uh...sorry about that, boss. Everything's

fine. False alarm, that's all.

DE VRIES glances around the rooftop, annoyed.

DE VRIES:

Hey, look; let's forget it. There's

nothing up here.

PREDATOR-VISION. DE VRIES in CLOSE-UP, glowing brightly. Her VOICE replayed

and distorted.

PREDATOR:

(O.S.)

Nothing up here. Nothing up here.

INT. RYUSHI STATION - PUMP ROOM - PUMP SHAFT

URIOSTE's flashlight bobs up-and-down on the water below, still lit and well

out of reach.

URIOSTE:

(disgustedly)

Sh*t.

DILLER:

(O.S., muffled)

What's the matter?

URIOSTE:

I've dropped my torch into the water.

Give me about...uh...a meter-and-a-half's

worth of slack.

DILLER:

(O.S., muffled)

Okay.

INT. RYUSHI STATION - PUMP ROOM

DILLER crosses to the wall-mounted winch. On the mechanism's side is a

luminous digital counter giving the current cable depth in meters. He pulls

a throw-switch, and the display slowly changes from "8" to "9.5" as the cable

feeds out.

INT. RYUSHI STATION - PUMP ROOM - PUMP SHAFT

URIOSTE descends the dingy shaft, partially abseiling off the walls. Her

feet almost tread water. She's down as far as she can go.

URIOSTE (CONT'D)

Whoa, whoa...

INT. RYUSHI STATION - PUMP ROOM

URIOSTE's VOICE echoes up out of the pit.

URIOSTE (CONT'D)

(O.S., muffled)

...That's enough.

DILLER locks the winch-switch back into it's 'up' position. The WHINE of the

cable-feed stops immediately.

INT. RYUSHI STATION - PUMP ROOM - PUMP SHAFT

URIOSTE stretches out to the floating lamp, flexing her fingers. It's...

just...about...in...reach...

Six slender fingers EXPLODE from beneath the water's surface and clamp like a

vise around URIOSTE's wrist. A sleek eyeless head follows, trailing a body

straight out of a charnel-house nightmare. A SCREAM forms in her throat,

rapidly cut-off as the ALIEN's other hand clamps firmly over her mouth,

jerking her downwards.

INT. RYUSHI STATION - PUMP ROOM

DILLER whirls in response to the CHOKED CRY from below. He sees the winch

tripod above the shaft RATTLE, the cable going taut as an angler's line.

The wall-mounted drum is yanked so hard the lever leaps from it's 'clamped'

position, freely unspooling cable at a frightening rate. The digital counter

flickers rapidly; "11...11.5...12...12.5...13..." DILLER watches the

tripod's tubular legs buckle and collapse under the tremendous strain. He

scrambles for the winch-lever and only just manages to lock it firmly into

place; the over-stressed cable vibrating with a LOW METALLIC TWANG as it hits

the shaft's edge. DILLER's moment of satisfaction is short-lived; the deep-

sunk bolts attaching the mechanism to the wall are pull outward by the

colossal force from below. He leaps aside, avoiding the heavy piece of

machinery as it HURTLES towards him. Watches it disappear noisily into the

conduit.

DILLER:

Annie!

DILLER's quivering fingers grope for his flashlight.

DILLER (CONT'D)

Annie!

He feverishly reaches the shaft's edge and peers into the darkness.

WHAT HE SEES. The torchbeam picks out the biomechanical form of the ALIEN

emerging from the sewage and effortlessly climbing the shaft walls towards

him. Recoiling in horror, he makes a run for the door. Half-way there he

remembers his pulse-rifle and dives to the floor, grasping it just as the

ALIEN reaches the top. DILLER fumbles with the safety and give the creature

a full BLAST on rock-and-roll, BLASTING it back into the pit.

EXT. RYUSHI STATION - ROOFTOP LEVEL - DUSK

GUTTIEREZ and DE VRIES hear the gunfire from below.

GUTTIEREZ:

The hell was that?

PREDATOR-VISION. The PREDATOR's gaze SNAPS away from the two humans and down

onto the platform below. He watches the infra-red shapes of other people

running towards the source of the shots...

INT. RYUSHI STATION - PUMP ROOM

DILLER's on his feet and shakily heading for the exit as ANOTHER ALIEN's

claws emerge from the exposed hole. He races across the threshold and SLAMS

the thin inner door closed.

EXT. RYUSHI STATION - PLATFORM - DUSK

In a HAND-HELD SHOT we're running with HIROKO's group along the narrow

catwalk bridging the roadway to the Pump Room, KAMEN taking the lead. DILLER

sprints out of the building like a bat out of hell and collides with him.

KAMEN:

Kev, wha...?

DILLER breaks free of the other man's grasp. He looks as if he's about to

say something, but never gets the chance.

There's a sound of TEARING METAL, and a HISSING seven-foot express train of

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