Logan's Run Page #4
- PG
- Year:
- 1976
- 119 min
- 1,200 Views
LOGAN:
Runner terminated 0:31
(a beat)
Ready for cleanup.
Done with his job, he rises to face Francis.
LOGAN:
(smiling)
That was a great shot you made.
FRANCIS:
Yes.
(beat)
But you look a little rusty to me --
what were you doing, wondering?
Logan shrugs. He's not sure himself. Together they walk off down the
hall, passing CAMERA
63X7ANOTHER ANGLE
We see in the distance, a pair of Stickmen descending into the hall,
riding through the air on their odd vehicles, passing overhead then
descending. One hovers not far away as the other comes down, hangs a
few feet over the body.
The driver makes sure he's in position, then presses a button on one
of the arms of the vehicle. There is a broad spray of vapor from the
bottom which covers the corpse.
63X9CORPSE (INSERT)
It turns to crystals which sag away from the human form, as a sand
sculpture erodes when it's dry.
63X101ST STICKMAN CLOSE ON HEAP OF CRYSTALS
Satisfied, he revs his machine and it rises smoothly out of the
SHOT. As it leaves, the second machine moves down and into its
place.
63X112ND STICKMAN
Glances at the crystals, maneuvers into position, presses his
buttons.
63X12CLOSER ANGLE - THE CRYSTALS, STICKMAN
Sucked up into the machine as it hovers. As the floor is once again
bare, the 2nd Stickman revs slightly and his machine pulls up and
away.
63X13ANOTHER ANGLE
As the Stickmen move up and out, we see the exhilarated crowd
beginning to pour out of Carousel.
63X14LOGAN AND FRANCIS - ARCADE
Descending from the top level -- not much of a crowd. Francis is
gesturing toward the Hallucimill.
FRANCIS:
...Well I think you're getting stale.
You need old Lucey--Go on. Gee the whole
burn--try the new psycho-lift-they tell
He shoves Logan in that direction and continues on down.
FRANCIS:
(calling after him)
I'll look for you here when I'm off--
And he is gone.
63X15LOGAN
waves, smiling, then turns to the Hallucimill.
63X16POV - HALLUCIMILL EXT.
Crazy, man.
63X17BACK TO LOGAN
Hesitates, as a COUPLE push past him gleefully on their way. He
looks and we see:
63X18POV - ARCADE, UPPER LEVELS
The people from Carousel starting to pour in, loud, happy, ready for
more fun.
63X19LOGAN
Not with it. He turns and starts making his way downwards towards
the exit.
63X20LOGAN'S APARTMENT
As he enters. Idle, restless. He crosses to a sideboard--makes
himself a drink, sips, doesn't like it. Gets rid of it, makes
another. He fiddles with things, a game--sits, gets up. Now he is
beginning to feel the drink. Takes another belt, smiles. Now he goes
over to a tall wall recess flanked by a console with many dials.
63X21AT THE WALL RECESS
As Logan dials, blurred and smoky images appear in the recess--a
slow protoplasmic eddying in many colors. He tunes it in and the
figure of a smiling young man appears--bejeweled, lustrous, willing.
Bored as Mastroianni turns the dial again and the young man
dissolves. He dials again and now a beautiful young woman takes
shape. It is Jessica.
63X23JESSICA AND LOGAN
Still in the recess, she makes no gesture of interest, no smile.
Around her neck, from a collar, a dangling ankh. It catches Logan's
eye. He smiles, clicks another dial and she becomes real. He reaches
out a hand and leads her out into the room.
64LOGAN AND JESSICA
As Jessica turns to him, Logan moves in strongly and embraces her-
but, to his surprise, she resists. Logan, still holding her loosely,
is amused and surprised.
LOGAN:
What's wrong, Available?
JESSICA:
(breaking away gently)
Please . . .No.
She backs away, almost apologetically. Logan follows, smiling.
LOGAN:
Please . . . no ?
(noting that she looks trapped,
he understands)
You mean "not here"--that's it?
You're a private Available but
particular,
(he is moving in on her
as he speaks, she retreating,
which amuses him)
Don't worry. There's no one here but me.
And you.
JESSICA:
No.
(that stops him)
Just no.
LOGAN:
You prefer women?
JESSICA:
No.
LOGAN:
Well then...?
JESSICA:
Nothing. I felt sad, I put myself
on the circuit. It was a mistake.
LOGAN:
Sad? What made you sad?
JESSICA:
A friend of mine went on Carousel
tonight. Now he's gone.
LOGAN:
(after a beat)
Yes...probably he was renewed?
JESSICA:
(flatly)
He was killed
LOGAN:
Killed? Why do you use that word?
JESSICA:
Isn't it right? Isn't that what
you do? Kill.
LOGAN:
I never 'killed' anybody in my life.
Sandmen terminate Runners
(a beat)
Who brought you?
JESSICA:
Nobody. I felt sad. .. I put myself
on the circuit.
LOGAN:
You felt sad. What's your name?
JESSICA:
Jessica.
LOGAN:
(matter-of-fact)
You're beautiful. Let's have sex.
JESSICA:
No.
LOGAN:
Later.
JESSICA:
No.
LOGAN:
But you put yourself on the circuit!
JESSICA:
I thought I had to do something.
LOGAN:
And?
JESSICA:
I changed my mind
LOGAN:
And now?
JESSICA:
Curious.
LOGAN:
About what?
JESSICA:
How a Sandman lives.
Logan smiles, takes off gunbelt, etc.
LOGAN:
Let's have sex.
(as Jessica shakes her head)
I thought you were curious.
JESSICA:
Not about that.
LOGAN:
(after a beat)
I'm listening.
JESSICA:
I'm afraid to tell you.
LOGAN:
(smiling)
I'm not armed.
(a beat)
Well?
JESSICA:
Why is it wrong to run?
LOGAN:
You shouldn't even think such things...
(smiles)
And you picked a strange person to
say them to -
JESSICA:
I suppose. But what if you want
to live?
LOGAN:
So? Do what everyone does. Try
like hell for renewal.
Logan stretches out his right hand. We see a red flower crystal
embedded and centered in his right palm. It is exactly the same
shape that we have seen in black in the palm of the dead runner.
LOGAN:
When this turns black...that's it.
(laughs)
If for any reason you want to be 31...
you have the same chance as everyone
else...Carrousel.
Logan takes his gun and points it at her.
LOGAN (playfully)
But if you're one of the misfits...
that's where I come in.
JESSICA (somewhat
frightened)
I didn't say that I would run...
I Just...
LOGAN (interrupting;
turning over her palm)
Are you a 5 or a 6?
(we see a green crystal)
JESSICA:
Six. I go red next year.
LOGAN:
You're years away . . . I don't know
why you're thinking of these things,
(offering Jessica the gun)
Want to try?
Jessica shakes her head. Logan looks at Jessica carefully...in an
admiring sexual way...from her toes to her head...briefly noticing
(in the process) chat she is wearing an identical piece of jewelry
that he has taken off the dead runner...around her neck.
LOGAN:
What Quad do you live in?
JESSICA:
K.
LOGAN (softly)
You're sure you don't want to try?
Jessica nods.
LOGAN:
It's nice to know you can nod.
Jessica smiles.
LOGAN:
It's nice co know you can do that,
too.
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