Blade: Trinity Page #4

-- and Blade is on the move again, RUSHING after the vampires

who escaped.

EXT. STREET - OVERPASS - NIGHT

The bike-riding vamps cut across traffic, then SCREAM down an

on-ramp to a busy street below.

BACK TO BLADE,

sprinting from the parking lot to the sidewalk. He touches a

hand to his ear. We SEE a tiny receiver tucked within.

BLADE:

Whistler! I'm on the Stonebridge

overpass at Clemons --

WHISTLER'S VOICE

Got it! Heading eastbound, I'm just

beneath you --

Blade dodges past a HONKING car, stepping onto and over the

trunk, then leaps atop the safety rail of the overpass as --

A BIG-RIG CAB

hauling a semi-trailer THUNDERS beneath the overpass, sounding

its AIR HORN. It has safety cables running along the

perimeter of the trailer roof, like an aircraft carrier.

WHISTLER'S VOICE

-- GO!!!

EXT. BUSY STREET - NIGHT

Blade LAUNCHES HIMSELF into the air. He lands atop the semi,

then tumbles, nearly slipping off the edge as he --

-- snags one of the safety cables atop the trailer! He

dangles above the asphalt then SWINGS himself into the open

back of the trailer. We HOLD for a beat, then hear the

THUNDERCLAP of a high-performance ENGINE turning over as --

BLADE'S MATTE-BLACK DODGE CHARGER

ROCKETS out of the back of the trailer, sailing right over a

car that was tail-gating the semi, heading into three lanes of

on-coming traffic at fifty miles an hour!

Blade hits the brakes, sending the battle-scarred muscle car

into a spin, clipping other vehicles in the process.

INT. BLADE'S CHARGER - NIGHT

As cars continue to brake and COLLIDE around him, Blade puts

the pedal to the metal once again. The Charger accelerates,

tachometer red-lining as Blade pulls alongside the cab of the

big-rig, catching a glimpse of --

WHISTLER BEHIND THE WHEEL

Whistler grins, gives Blade a little salute and --

--Blade reaches between the seats, ACTIVATING the newly

installed nitrous oxide fuel-injection system.

EXT. BUSY STREET - NIGHT

Hyper-speed. The Charger jets forward as the NOS nitrous

system boosts the car's speed by another 300 HP, leaving any

and everything in its dust. In seconds, it has caught up to --

STONE AND CAMPBELL

They draw TEC-9s, FIRING back at Blade. The bullet-proof

windshield holds as do the kevlar body panels protecting the

engine -- but the rounds chew the sh*t out of the bodywork.

INT. BLADE'S CHARGER - NIGHT

Blade gives his car another jolt of nitrous. The Charger

SURGES FORWARD as Stone and Campbell fall back, veering to

either side. Now Blade is ahead of them. He checks their

position in his rear-view mirror, then stands on the brakes --

EXT. BUSY STREET - NIGHT

The Charger drops from a hundred to fifty in a heart beat,

causing Stone and Campbell to rear-end Blade.

The vamps are ejected over the handle bars of their bikes like

crash-test dummies. Stone SMASHES through Blade's back

windshield, continuing into the front seat--

-- while Campbell tumbles over Blade's roof and across his

hood, somehow managing to cling to one of the windshield

wipers at the last minute.

INT. BLADE'S CHARGER - NIGHT

Blade clutches the wheel. He's got a HOWLING vampire in the

front seat, upside down, covered in windshield fragments and

another perched on his hood, obscuring his vision.

Stone tries to right himself, clawing at Blade. Blade

struggles, keeping one hand on the wheel while he --

--reaches for a shotgun secured between the seats. He

FIRES. As the vampire ASHES, Blade hits a button on the dash.

The passenger door opens, spills Stone onto the road --

EXT. BUSY STREET - NIGHT

-- right into the path of an oncoming bus! WHAM! Stone is

ground to paste and --

INT. TOUR BUS - NIGHT

TOURISTS, mostly elderly. The passengers are jolted in their

seats as the wheels of the bus KA-THUMP over Stone's remains --

OLD WOMAN:

I hope that wasn't a dog.

INT. BLADE'S CHARGER - NIGHT

-- and we're back in Blade's Charger as Campbell continues to

HAMMER away at the windshield. The windshield spiderwebs.

Campbell manages to get a clawed hand through --

Blade swings his shotgun over, shoving it in Campbell's

snarling mouth. He pulls the trigger --

BOOM! Campbell's CINDER-REMAINS blow over the cracked

windshield. Blade hits the wipers, spritzes window cleaner -

but the mess turns to ashen sludge. making the view worse!

EXT. BUSY STREET - NIGHT

The Talor is up ahead, weaving in and out of traffic.

Fighting to see, Blade accelerates, gaining ground --

The VAMPIRE DRIVER leans out of his own wihdow, looking back

at Blade, FIRING an AUTOMATIC PISTOL --

INT. BLADE'S CHARGER - NIGHT

Blade's windshield, already weakened by Campbell, SHATTERS,

blowing glass fragments all over him. Undaunted, Blade calmly

reaches for his dash, hitting a button labeled "UV".

EXT. BUSY STREET/BLADE'S CHARGER - NIGHT

Roof-mounted UV DAYLIGHTS come on, bathing the car ahead and

(more importantly) the vampire driver with UV LIGHT!

The vampire at the wheel SHRIEKS, ASHES, leaving the car

driverless. Gedge tries to lean over and take the wheel --

INT. BLADE'S CHARGER - NIGHT

BURNING REMAINS blow back at us. Then the view clears and --

EXT. BUSY STREET - NIGHT

--Blade SLAMS his charger into the Talon. The cars briefly

lock, grinding SPARKS. Then they disengage. Blade jerks his

steering wheel, gives the Talon ANOTHER SLAM.

The Talon hits the curb, riding halfway up onto a sidewalk,

PLOWING DOWN newspaper vending machines and table-top displays

piled with cheap wares, then a phone booth, a food cart.

PEDESTRIANS duck for cover and --

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