Men in Black Page #28
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1997
- 98 min
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Kay pulls out a box of matches and strikes one on the side.
He raises it to his cigarette, but as it draws close, the
match goes out with a sharp
SIZZLE.
Kay furrows his brow. Odd.
INT. MORGUE - DAY
Laurel is at the end of her rope.
LAUREL:
Look, Stud, I don't know how many
more times I'm going to get to tell
you this. There's something --
She points, sharply, at the examination table directly in
front of her.
LAUREL:
-- that you have to help me with.
Jay's smile vanishes and his jaw drops as he figures it out.
He starts to reach for his gun.
INT. MORGUE - CORRIDOR - DAY
Kay raises another lit match to his cigarette, but as this
one gets close,
a BIG GLOB OF GOO drops from the ceiling and onto the match,
dousing the flame.
Kay looks up, sharply.
Above him, TONY, the counter guy, is stuck to one high corner
of the ceiling by an enormous wad of viscous, dripping fluid.
He's dead, a frozen look of terror on his face and the can
of Raid still clutched in his hand.
From inside the morgue, Laurel SCREAMS.
INT. MORGUE - DAY
Kay races into the morgue just as the examination table
EXPLODES into the air, revealing EDGAR, who was hiding beneath
it.
Now everything happens at once. Jay leaps back and draws the
Noisy Cricket, Kay pulls out his series four de-atomizer,
and Edgar holds his shotgun under Laurel's chin, using her
body to shield his own.
KAY:
Freeze it, Bug!
JAY:
Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
LAUREL:
(to Jay)
CHRIST, are you THICK!
JAY:
How was I supposed to know!?!
LAUREL:
What did I have to do, SING it for
you!?!
JAY:
Maybe if you didn't come on like a
drunken prom date!
LAUREL:
Oh, that's SO typical. Any time a
woman shows the slightest hint of
sexual independence, men just --
EDGAR:
Everybody shut UP!
KAY:
Let her go, Sh*t Eater.
EDGAR:
Listen, Monkey Boy, I may have to
take that kind of talk in my end of
the universe, but compared to you
humans, I'm the top rung on the
evolutionary ladder, so can it, all
right?!
KAY:
You're breakin' my heart. Move six
inches to your left and I'll solve
all your problems.
ORION the cat suddenly attacks, leaping off the top of the
cabinet and landing on Edgar, HISSING and scratching and
clawing for all she's worth.
Edgar snaps an arm up and whips her off. The cat squirms in
his arm, the icon jangling. Edgar grabs the icon, holds onto
it, and flings the cat away, across the morgue. The icon
comes free, remaining in his hand.
He drops it into his mouth and swallows. He shoves the gun
hard against Laurel's cheek.
EDGAR:
That's better. Now put down your
weapons. We're leaving.
Kay freezes, teeth clenched, gun still in front of him.
Standoff.
EDGAR:
Have you ever pulled the wings off a
fly?
Edgar cranks one of Laurel's arms behind her back, hard, and
EDGAR:
Would you care to see the fly get
even?
KAY:
How far you think you'll get without
your ship? If that's what you call
that hunk of space crap we've got
back at our office.
EDGAR:
Put the weapons down!
KAY:
Never gonna happen, Insect.
Edgar backs away with Laurel, further into the morgue, toward
a glass window that looks out at the base of an air shaft.
Jay and Kay advance, slowly, cornering him.
JAY:
It's okay, Laurel!
LAUREL:
HOW is it okay?!
JAY:
I mean it's going to be okay!
EDGAR:
Don't bet on it, meat sack.
And with that he turns, leaps --
-- and CRASHES right through the window, into the air shaft.
EXT. MORGUE (SIDE STREET) - DUSK
EDGAR, still clutching LAUREL, EXPLODES up over a railing.
Nobody looks twice as Edgar, dragging Laurel (with his arm
over her mouth), races toward the nearby busy Manhattan
Street.
INT. MORGUE - AIR SHAFT - DUSK
Jay and Kay duck into the air shaft and look up -- too far
to climb, and the walls are smooth anyway.
KAY:
Damn it!
They turn and run out of the morgue.
EXT. THE NEARBY BUSY MANHATTAN STREET - DUSK
EDGAR, with LAUREL, RUNS right in front of a CAB, which
screeches to a halt inches from them. The CABBIE sticks his
head out and YELLS something in an unknown language. And
KEEPS yelling as --
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