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Escape from L.A. Page #6
- R
- Year:
- 1996
- 101 min
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The sub continues on, bouncing through the narrow openings of the
Earthquake Ride - broken pipes, cracked sidewalks, split walls -
hard to tell what was the ride and what was The Big One.
INT. SUBMARINE
Plissken hangs on, as small jets of water spray into the cockpit
through tiny cracks in the hull.
EXT. UNDERWATER - MOVING WITH THE SUBMARINE - NIGHT
The sub suddenly tips upward, rising for the surface.
EXT. SHORELINE - CAHUENGA PASS - NIGHT
The sub explodes out of the water, lands belly first on a hillside
with a hard thump.
INT. SUBMARINE
Plissken presses the hatch controls. The sub begins to slide
backwards down toward the water.
INT. SUBMARINE
Plissken struggles, then rips open the hatch, scrambles out. The
sub slowly slips backwards, down into the water. As the rear
exhaust tubes hit the surface, a blast of steam. Plissken leaps
out of the hatch. The sub sinks faster and faster. He scampers up
the side, leaps for ground... and lands on the hillside, as the
sub sinks into the sea, bubbling, churning, hissing.
A bleeping sound. He takes out his pocket walkie, raises the
antenna.
MALLOY (V.O.)
Plissken...?
PLISSKEN:
I'm here.
MALLOY (V.O.)
Where's the submarine? It's disappeared
off our screens.
PLISSKEN:
It's history. I gotta go.
Plissken clicks off the walkie, pockets it, turns to climb up the
hillside when...
WHAM! Standing above him is a dark figure. Hooded. Carrying
something huge and rounded at the ends.
Plissken raises his submachine gun...
... as PIPELINE steps closer. He's a surfer in a black wetsuit.
Carries a surfboard. A rifle is slung across his shoulder.
Pipeline's face is raw, burned - too many hours surfing in the UV.
PIPELINE:
Too bad about your boat, man.
(Plissken doesn't move)
Supposed to be some swells out here
tonight. Big ones.
(beat)
You like to surf?
Realizing Pipeline is no danger, Plissken moves past him up the
hillside.
PIPELINE:
You look kinda familiar.
(beat)
You hang out around here much?
But Plissken's moved off into the darkness.
EXT. MULHOLLAND DRIVE - NIGHT - RAIN
Plissken reaches old Mulholland Drive, now dark and desolate.
Shells of houses stand nearby, black and empty. It has begun to
rain.
The sound of gunfire. Plissken ducks behind a tree...
Two old cars come zooming up Mulholland, side by side. Windows
down. Guns blazing at each other. They pass Plissken, continue
down Mulholland, ripping each other apart with gunfire. Plissken
darts across Mulholland, down the mountainside.
EXT. MOUNTAINSIDE - NIGHT - RAIN
The rain pours down as Plissken makes his way down a steep
incline.
CRACK! A dark figure steps out from behind a tree. Plissken spins,
submachine gun ready. It's Pipeline.
PIPELINE:
Hey, man. I know who you are. You're Snake
Plissken. Man, I can't believe you're
really here.
More gunfire from above on Mulholland...
PIPELINE:
Kind of a bad neighborhood, Snake.
PLISSKEN:
Which way to the Hollywood Bowl?
PIPELINE:
(points)
Down that way.
Plissken starts down.
PIPELINE:
Be careful. Some real strange dudes
Plissken continues moving, now just a blurry figure in the rain.
PIPELINE:
Hey Snake - what're you doin' around here,
man?
(as Plissken disappears)
I heard they busted you up real good in
Cleveland...
EXT. HILLS ABOVE THE HOLLYWOOD BOWL - NIGHT - RAIN
The rain is coming down in a torrent as Plissken makes his way
down the hillside. Then, all at once, the rain lets up, then
stops. The trees drip with moisture. Suddenly, a huge KATHUMP from
above him. Plissken looks back. A huge mudslide is roaring its way
down the hill toward him.
Plissken races down the hill, but the mudslide cascades downward
like a freight train, catches up with him, sweeps him off his
feet... and Plissken goes riding down the hill, rumbling and
sliding in the mud.
The mudslide hits a flat area near a stand of trees, spreads out,
slows. A completely mud-covered, black Plissken climbs out of the
goo. He's dripping with it. His one good eye shines in the
moonlight. He takes a couple steps toward the edge of the treeline
when...
A VOICE (SPINAL) (V.O.)
Shut-up, f***! Stop makin' noise!
Plissken spins. He's standing right next to SPINAL, the leader of
the Black Cowboy Gang. Dressed in black, boots with spurs, black
duster, black cowboy hat, he carries an automatic rifle. He looks
just like Charles Barkley.
Plissken looks around, realizes he's in the middle of a small army
of Black Cowboys, crouched behind the trees, waiting in ambush.
Covered with mud, Plissken blends right in.
SPINAL:
Take cover, fool.
Plissken jumps behind a tree, looks down the hillside.
PLISSKEN'S POV - THE HOLLYWOOD BOWL
Below his position is the Hollywood Bowl. A huge cross is on
stage, and the cross is on fire.
CLOSER - HOLLYWOOD BOWL
A group of white hooded men, the K.K.K., stand in front of the
burning cross holding a ceremony. Next to the cross on stage, a
hooded K.K.K. string quartet begins playing a Hayden concerto.
Plissken reacts.
SPINAL:
Let's take him.
A Black Cowboy raises his M79 grenade launcher, as the others
quickly race down the hillside. He fires.
THE HOLLYWOOD BOWL
A 40mm armor-piercing grenade leaves a blazing fire trail as it
rockets toward the burning cross and - KABLAMMO! A fireball blows
pieces of the cross into the air. The K.K.K. spin around...
A blast of lightning illuminates the Black Cowboys attacking from
the hills. They open fire. A K.K.K. Grand Dragon is picked off his
feet, buffeted in mid-air, flesh and robe shredded by gunfire. A
hail of bullets hits the K.K.K. They return fire, but are
overwhelmed. They are hit, jerking and twisting. Fire from the
Black Cowboys is withering, racking the hooded figures like bolts
of lightning. The Black Cowboys keep advancing, firing, as it
starts to rain again.
Through the cloudy wash of dribbling rain water, the firefight
continues. Four K.K.K. leap out from behind a row of seats and
jump Plissken, knocking his gun to the ground. In a blinding
flash, using hands, feet, and head, Plissken sends them flying. As
he reaches down to pick up his submachine gun, he sees that the
rain is washing the mud off his body...
AND SO DOES SPINAL, who stands nearby, watching as Plissken is
washed clean by the rain. Spinal raises his weapon, then stops.
SPINAL:
Hey. I know you. Snake Plissken.
Plissken slowly stands, his submachine gun in his hand. Behind
them, the firefight is almost over. The K.K.K. scatter into the
rain...
SPINAL:
Hey, what's going down, Snake?
PLISSKEN:
I'm looking for somebody.
SPINAL:
Who ain't?
Plissken pulls out his tracer. It is blipping red, just south of
the Bowl.
SPINAL:
Say, is it true what they say about
Cleveland, man?
Plissken doesn't answer. He moves on through the rain...
SPINAL:
Later, Snake. Thanks for the help. You can
always shift down and mojo with us
anytime.
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