Blade II Page #6

SCUD:

Hey, you think I don't know what's at

stake here? We practically compromised

our whole operation to save your

puckered old ass! And for what?

WHISTLER:

(grabs Scud's shirt)

Our operation?! Our operation?! I

built this operation, you f***ing turd

stain.

Just then, however, an alarm starts BEEPING. Scud checks a

display as Blade readies his MACH.

SCUD:

Motion sensors. Looks like Zone Three.

BLADE:

Human?

Scud checks a series of thermal signature displays.

SCUD:

Body temp's fifty so I'll guess suck

head.

Scud looks to a bank of security monitors -- the views break

into static as a FIGURE rushes past them. He tries a few

keyboard commands.

SCUD (CONT'D)

I don't understand, I'm not getting

anything on the surveillance cams.

Whistler makes a few adjustments on the nearest monitor.

WHISTLER:

They're fried. Whoever's out there is

using magnesium flares. Seems like

they've got your security system stopped

out pretty well.

Whistler moves to a rack of weaponry. As he reaches for CAR

15, Scud moves to stop him.

SCUD:

Whoa, whoa, easy cowboy - I'm not

trusting you with a weapon just yet.

Whistler SMACKS Scud in the face with the butt of the CAR-15

and pushes past him. We hear a CRASH.

ANGLE ON:

TWO BLACK, LATEX-CLAD, NINJA LIKE INTRUDERS

Running on all fours, racing upside down across the ceiling

at break-neck speed. Then they drop, somersaulting down

fifty feet, landing in a cat-like stance.

BLADE:

Hit the God-lights.

Scud, with his nose now bleeding, activates a series of

stadium-style lights secured to the ceiling. The entire

place goes white with UV light, the image nearly blowing out.

CLOSE ON FIGURES' FACES

They are wearing metal goggles with iris shut to mere pin

prick openings.

Whistler trains the CAR-15 on --

THE FIRST LATEX CLAD FIGURE

Who is now removing something from a satchel. Whistler

FIRES. The Intruder drops the object and cartwheels away.

In the blink of an eye, the Second Intruder has launched

himself at Whistler, hand-springing off the floor, then

kicking him in the mid-section. As Whistler falls back, the

Second Intruder presses forward.

ON BLADE:

Unsheathing his sword, rushing at the First Intruder.

WHAP! The Intruder traps Blade's forearm, pivoting, planting

a boot in Blade's ribcage. Obviously, the Intruder is a

serious martial arts student.

WHAP!WHAP!WHAP! The two of them go at it, unleashing a

flurry of kicks, blocks, and punches. The Intruder gets

Blade in a back-choke. He twists out of it, throwing the

Intruder over his shoulder, who neatly cartwheels, springing

back off the wall at Blade again --

Blade ducks beneath one of the Intruder's kicks, then traps

the Intruder's foot, giving it a savage twist. CRACK! Blade

backhands the intruder with a blow so strong that it knocks

the Intruder to his knees. Then the Intruder reaches for a

short sword. In a heartbeat, the sword is out and against

Blade's throat. Just as Blade's sword is not against the

Intruder's. It's a stalemate.

SECOND INTRUDER:

Stop!!!!!

Blade and the First Intruder freeze. The Second Intruder

steps away from Whistler, whom he clearly had the drop on,

and tosses the CAR-15 to the ground.

SECOND INTRUDER (CONT'D)

We didn't come here to fight. We came

to deliver a message.

Blade looks back to the First Intruder. Then slowly

withdraws his sword. The Intruder does the same. Blade

turns off the God-lights. The UVs fade and normal lighting

returns. Scud and Whistler pick themselves up off the floor.

BLADE:

Take off your masks.

The Intruders remove their masks. The first is ASAD, a

cautious Sufi Muslim possessing a restrained nobility.

The second is a woman, NYSSA. 20-something, with emerald

eyes and strong, darkly exotic features. Both are Vampire.

ASAD:

My name is Asad. This is Nyssa. We

represent the Shadow Cabinet. The

ruling body of Vampire nation. They're

offering you a truce. They want to meet

with you.

SCUD:

(wiping blood from his nose)

Bullshit.

Blade holds up his hand, silencing Scud's outburst. He nods

for Nyssa and Asad to continue.

Nyssa slowly crouches and reaches for the object she dropped

- a CD. She tosses it to Blade. Still keeping an eye on

them, Blade slips the CD into a reader. We SEE a slide-show

of video capture shots taken from a surveillance camera.

Nomak tearing into the blood bank staff, etc.

NYSSA:

For decades you've been the thing we've

feared the most. But there's something

else loose on the streets now --

CLOSE ON:

The final still. A blurry, horrific shot of Nomak's half

turned face and back. We get a sense of distorted, inhuman

physiognomy.

NYSSA (CONT'D)

Something worse than you.

CUT TO:

EXT. BLADE AND SCUD'S WAREHOUSE - ROOFTOP - NIGHT

Blade, Whistler, and Scud stand near the ledge, while Asad

stands a few yards off, talking on a phone. Nyssa stands

even further away, watching them with distrust.

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