Assassins Page #11

INT. HYATT HOTEL - ROOM 718 - DAY

Electra types.

INT. 9TH FLOOR HALLWAY - DAY

Bain leans over the bodies of the attractive couple.

Amazingly, he relieves them both of silenced 9mm

pistols. What the hell's going on?

Bain steps to the middle of the hall. Watching several

doors at once, he takes out a cellular phone, punches

in a number, then hits send.

INT. HYATT HOTEL - ROOM 942 - DAY

A very LOUD BEEPING sounds! After a confused moment,

Remy reaches into his pocket, pulls out the slim BEEPER

Bain deposited there.

They barely have time to exchange a look before the room

door blasts open and Bain enters, both the .22 and one

of the 9mm's BLAZING.

The Dutch try to return fire, but Bain has them. As

he EMPTIES both GUNS...

INT. HYATT HOTEL - ROOM 718 - DAY

Electra looks up from her typing, listens to the odd

thwapping and grunting coming over the INTERCOM SPEAKER.

She stops typing.

INT. ROOM 942 - DAY

Bain checks Remy's wallet. Finds a badge.

BAIN:

Interpol?

Bain pauses, but then shrugs it off. No time to worry

about it now. He looks to the dead Dutchmen.

BAIN:

No more worries. Suena con los

angelitos.

ELECTRA (V.O.)

What's going on there?

Bain spots the intercom. Then he sees the laptop screen

flashing:
He realizes the transmission is incomplete.

ELECTRA (V.O.)

Hello?

BAIN:

Please complete the transmission.

INT. ROOM 718 - DAY

Electra's momentarily flustered.

ELECTRA:

(starts typing;

stops)

Who is this?

She hears no answer. Electra begins erasing all of the

information she has sent.

INT. ROOM 942 - DAY

Bain sees the information begin to disappear line by

line -- he frantically tries to save some of it.

BAIN:

I'm going to tear your heart out.

INT. ROOM 718 - DAY

Sudden fear washes over Electra. Flipping down her sun-

glasses, she grabs her duffel bag, picks up Pearl, pulls

the disc. But as she turns to the door...

SLAM! It bursts open and she's staring right at a

silenced .22. Rath is here, quite obviously there to

kill her. But maybe surprised she's a woman.

ELECTRA:

Don't...

ROOM 942

Now it's Bain's turn to listen.

BAIN:

Don't what?

(realizes)

Rath? Is it you?

ROOM 718

Keeping the gun on Electra, Rath looks at the intercom.

Doesn't answer.

ROOM 942

But Bain is sure. He picks up the remote, switches on

the room TV.

BAIN:

It is you...

ROOM 718

Gun still aimed, Rath holds out his hand, whispers...

RATH:

The disc.

She fumbles, holds it out with a wildly trembling hand.

Rath takes it.

ROOM 942

Bain accesses (on TV) the hotel's in-room checkout

system.

BAIN:

You checked out that move, didn't

you? Black queen to king's

bishop 4?

ROOM 718

Bain is getting under Rath's skin. As his finger

tightens, Electra is frozen in fear.

BAIN (V.O.)

You got a move for me, Rath?

Electra tries to say something, but can't give volume to

the words. Rath reaches over, takes off her sunglasses.

She blinks at him. As a tear streaks her cheek...

ROOM 942

On the TV checkout, Bain has the room charge for 942 and

the fact it's coupled with the charges for room 718.

BAIN:

It's like chess. What's your move?

Is she alive? Did you kill her?

Are you there, sweetie?

And Bain slips silently out of the room.

ROOM 718

BAIN (V.O.)

Is she dead yet, Rath? I took

care of business on my end.

What about you? Come on. Pull

the trigger. Kill her.

Electra closes her eyes. Rath turns his aim from her

to the INTERCOM, FIRES. As it bursts into a hundred

pieces.

7TH FLOOR HALLWAY

Bain steps out from the stairwell, silently sprints to...

ROOM 718

Bain enters with a military roll. It only takes an

instant to realize... Rath and Electra are gone.

INT. PARKING GARAGE - DAY

Electra and Rath step off the elevator. She wears her

jacket, carries her computer and porta pet. He holds

her arm, keeps the gun at her side.

RATH:

Where's your car?

ELECTRA:

I don't know.

The Attendent (seen earlier) steps over, eagerly points

out her Mustang.

ATTENDENT:

It's right here, Miss.

As the Attendent hurries over with the keys...

RATH:

I guess a black Chevy would have

stuck out too much.

EXT. HYATT - MUSTANG CONVERTIBLE - DAY

The Mustang zooms out of the parking garage, bottoms

out at the top. Electra's behind the wheel. Rath rides

shotgun, watching the hotel for trouble. Pearl in her

porta-pet in the back.

EXT. STREET - MUSTANG (MOVING) - DAY

Electra is terrified. We now learn she talks when she's

nervous.

ELECTRA:

I always thought I was going to

die in a bus crash. Isn't that

dumb? The odds are like five-hundred

million to one. You know what the

odds of meeting a stranger who's a

murderer? One-thousand to one.

Holding the .22, Rath just stares at her.

ELECTRA:

I think I've been worrying about

the wrong statistic.

RATH:

If I was going to kill you, you'd

be dead already.

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