Breakdown Page #19

Behind Jeff on the bridge, a MOTOR KICKS OVER. He

whirls.

JEFF’S POV -PETERBILT

EXHAUST BELCHES from the smokestacks. Red is behind the

wheel. His face is covered with blood. He stares

hatefully.

With a RASP of GEARS, the Peterbilt lurches forward.

BACK TO JEFF:

He pushes against the dashboard with life-or-death

urgency.

JEFF:

C’mon, Amy, push!

Amy struggles and struggles to free her legs.

JEFF:

Push, goddammit!

Amy glances toward the Peterbilt, terrified.

PETERBILT:

creeps toward the Ford. The truck’s grille is smashed.

One wheel RIM SCRAPES the asphalt. It gains speed.

IN FORD:

Jeff crawls over Amy and tries pushing with his legs.

She winces as the metal cuts into her skin. Jeff

strains.

AMY:

(turning, reacting)

Jeff!

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PETERBILT:

rams the rear of the FORD --CRASH! It jars the pickup

farther through broken concrete guardrail.

IN FORD:

Jeff and Amy are thrown forward by the impact. The

Peterbilt’s ENGINE ROARS. It’s pushing them over the

edge!

IN PETERBILT:

Red’s eyes burn as he presses the accelerator and forces

the pickup farther through the broken railing.

FORD:

lurches through the widening gap in the railing.

Concrete sails into the canyon. The front tires hang

over the void.

IN FORD:

Jeff strains against the dashboard. It won’t give. He

whips around, swearing, and leaps from the Ford.

AMY:

(panicked)

Jeff?

ON BRIDGE:

Jeff runs to the Peterbilt and jumps on the driver’s side

running board, grasping the door handle.

Red heaves the door open suddenly. It strikes Jeff’s

head with a crack! He falls backward to the ground.

IN PETERBILT:

Red presses the gas, yelling over the ENGINE ROAR. The

railing is giving way. He sees Jeff struggling to his

feet.

RED:

You think you can come into my

life and f*** with me? Nobody

fucks with me!

(CONTINUED)

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CONTINUED:

He looks down. Jeff is no longer visible. Red frowns.

Suddenly the passenger side door flies open and Jeff

surges into the cab, landing on Red, clawing at his eyes!

They grapple in the cab. Red swings an elbow into Jeff’s

face --crack. Jeff drives a fist to his jaw!

The steering wheel drifts counter-clockwise as the truck

inches forward, ramming the Ford closer to the precipice.

Red gets his hands around Jeff’s neck as the steering

wheel continues to move counter-clockwise...

ON BRIDGE:

The truck is no longer hitting the Ford squarely.

Instead, the Peterbilt’s right front tire is riding up

and over the cargo bed, crushing the left side of the

Ford under its massive weight.

IN PETERBILT:

Red has both hands around Jeff’s windpipe. He glances up

for a second, reacts, but it’s too late.

ON BRIDGE:

The Peterbilt is surging up the driver’s side of the

Ford, using the pickup like a ramp!

IN FORD:

Amy screams as the left side of the cab is flattened

under the Peterbilt’s weight!

ON BRIDGE:

For an instant, the Peterbilt’s front tires seem to hang

in the air... then the truck is falling!

IN PETERBILT:

Red and Jeff are thrown forward in the cab, still

flailing at each other, as the truck plunges nose-first

into the gorge.

Then it jerks to a halt in mid-air!

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ON BRIDGE:

The left rear set of wheels on the trailer is snagged on

the thick rebar reinforcement in the crumbled concrete

railing.

The Peterbilt is dangling nose-down from the bridge!

IN PETERBILT:

Jeff slams into the windshield. Red lands on top of him.

Loose objects from the cab rain against the windshield.

They grapple. Red grabs Jeff’s arm and twists sharply,

forcing it at an impossible angle. Their faces are

inches apart.

RED:

You think you can f*** with me?!

He headbutts Jeff viciously --crack! Blood erupts from

Jeff’s nose and mouth. Red is about to deliver another

blow when...

... the windshield falls away! The loose items in the

cab plummet 300 feet to the canyon floor below.

Jeff drops through the windshield opening. He clings to

the center support column. His legs dangle over the

hood.

Red slips through the opening, his hand locking on the

steering wheel at the last instant.

The windshield sails away into the gorge.

ON BRIDGE:

The iron REBAR GROANS. It’s beginning to give way under

the weight of the truck. The truck slips slightly.

ON PETERBILT:

Jeff feels the truck shifting. He grabs the windshield

wiper blade with his free hand. The blade snaps away.

Red is clinging to the steering wheel. He flails at Jeff

with his feet, swearing. Jeff is barely out of reach.

Jeff looks to the side. There is a grabhandle on the

corner of the cab. He reaches with his free hand and

seizes the handle.

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ON BRIDGE:

The REBAR GROANS. The truck is wedged against the Ford.

As the truck slips, it forces the Ford closer to the

edge.

ON PETERBILT:

Jeff clings to the handle. He reaches for the passenger

side door handle, working his way up toward the bridge.

REBAR:

gives away once more and -

JEFF:

scales the cab, finding more handholds. He climbs past

the passenger door.

Behind him, Red is working his way higher in the same

manner. He grabs Jeff’s foot, trying to pull him off the

cab.

Jeff kicks free and climbs past the sleeping compartment.

Red grabs the door handle. Jeff boots the door release

button.

The passenger door flies open!

Red falls away as the door opens. He’s clinging to the

open passenger door, suspended over the gorge.

IN FORD:

Amy breathes in sharply, feeling the Ford move closer to

the edge. She struggles to free her legs from the

dashboard.

AMY:

Oh God... Jeff...

JEFF:

climbs higher. The Peterbilt slips again. Below, Red

loses his grip and almost falls.

Jeff hauls himself onto the bridge with a final gasp of

exertion. He runs to the passenger side of the Ford.

(CONTINUED)

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CONTINUED:

The Ford teeters precariously. Any move could send it

over the edge. Jeff can only extend his hand to Amy over

the void.

JEFF:

C’mon, Amy, it’s all you now...

you can do it...

With a huge effort, Amy frees herself from the dashboard

and reaches for Jeff’s outstretched hand just as -

PETERBILT:

comes free from the rebar!

AMY:

takes hold of Jeff’s hand.

PETERBILT:

plummets into the canyon!

RED:

screams!

PETERBILT:

seems to fall forever... before landing with a huge

EXPLOSION!

ON BRIDGE:

Jeff and Amy fall backward on the road. Down below,

secondary EXPLOSIONS rock the canyon. Jeff takes Amy in

his arms.

AMY:

Don’t let me go, Jeff...

JEFF:

I won’t, baby... I won’t ever let

you go...

He looks into her eyes. Their lips meet in a kiss and

we -

DISSOLVE TO:

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EXT. RED’S HOUSE -DAY

Police cars and official vehicles are parked outside the

house. RADIOS CHATTER. Yellow crime tape holds back

onlookers and news reporters.

Cops and evidence technicians work the scene. A

criminalist photographs stolen property as it’s carried

out of the barn.

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