Men in Black Page #33

EXT. WORLD'S FAIR - NIGHT

Jay knows what he has to do. He picks up a good-sized chunk

of concrete dislodged by the crashing saucer and hurls it at

the Bug.

JAY:

Hey! Come over here and try that!

The concrete THUNKS off the Bug's shell -- he doesn't seem

to notice; just keeps moving.

Jay picks up a twisted metal pole and runs at the Bug.

JAY:

Stop right there, or I'll start

wailing on your waxy, pointed ass!

Jay starts pounding on the Bug with the metal pole.

INT. BUG - NIGHT

Kay almost has his fingers around the stock of the gun --

The POUNDING on the outside distracts him and he turns --

the gun shifts away.

EXT. WORLD'S FAIR - NIGHT

The Bug grabs the metal pole and yanks it out of Jay's hands.

He swings at Jay -- Jay dodges the blow and falls to the

grass.

The Bug slices down with razor-sharp claws at Jay --

-- Jay rolls out of the way, just as the mean-looking claws

dig into the grass.

Jay rolls right underneath the Bug's legs. His hand falls on

something in the grass -- another piece of debris, a sharp

metal spike, gleaming like a dagger. He grabs the metal spike

and looks up at the Bug's apparently vulnerable underbelly,

right above him.

He grabs the spike with both hands and is about to thrust

the spike up, into the Bug's gut, when; The Bug bends its

head down between its legs.

BUG'S POV of Jay there, upside-down from this perspective,

lurking between the Bug's legs.

EXT. WORLD'S FAIR - NIGHT

The Bug opens its jaws and SNAPS at Jay -- who propels himself

backward out of harm's way.

The Bug starts climbing the tower. Jay howls in frustration.

JAY:

What are you, afraid of me? Come on!

Stand and fight like an arthropod!

In frustration, Jay screams and throws himself on the Bug,

hanging onto its back, trying to drag it down.

JAY:

You want a piece of this, huh?! Maybe

you're a badass in your hive, but

this is New York City. You're just

another tourist here!

The Bug flicks him off with his tail -- sending him SAILING

twenty feet through the air.

Jay CRASHES into the dumpster, landing on a heap in front of

the garbage.

But, scratched and beat-up, Jay still doesn't quit -- he

stands to yell at the Bug, extending his arm at the creature.

JAY:

You're messing with the wrong species,

Bug --

He notices something on his arm... a cockroach running down

his sleeve. He flicks it off...

Looks down at the ground... sees another roach... looks over

to the dumpster behind him... there are more of them... a

whole mob, in fact... fifty or sixty of the critters, climbing

out of a rusted hole in the dumpster...

Jay has one last desperate idea... He kicks at the dumpster --

part of the side is rusted paper thin and it kicks apart and

crumbles to pieces.

TENS OF THOUSANDS OF ROACHES pouring forth from the dumpster,

crawling like a black glittering river, away from the

garbage...

Jay leaps to his feet and moves to the glistening mob of

insects...

JAY:

Hey, Bug!

CLOSE ON JAY'S FOOT as he steps on the roach. CRUNCH.

ON THE BUG as he flinches on the ladder -- he hates that

sound.

ON JAY. He smiles.

JAY:

If I'm not mistaken, that was a cousin

of yours.

He knows he's getting to him. He steps toward the Bug --

moving his foot over another roach.

CRUNCH! He crushes another one.

JAY:

Whoa! That had to hurt. And, what

d'you know, here's your old Uncle

Bob!

He steps forward again -- CRUNCH!

ON THE BUG. He turns around, anger burning in his eyes.

INT. BUG - NIGHT

Kay's hand reaches closer and closer to the gun...

EXT. WORLD'S FAIR - ON JAY - NIGHT

Jay keeps moving toward the Bug, finding new roaches to tread

on -- holds his foot over another one.

JAY:

What's that? Can you hear what he's

saying? 'Help me! Help me!'

CRUNCH. [ON] THE BUG as he starts climbing down the tower

and moving toward Jay.

ON JAY. They are moving toward each other in a show down --

Jay moves on, poising his foot over another roach.

JAY:

Ooh! There's a pretty one. That one

looks kinda familiar, don't you think?

I know who that is!

The Bug is right over Jay now, jaws dripping ready to gobble

him up.

BUG:

Don't do that!

Jay stares right back at the Bug. Inside, he sees Kay's hand,

closing around the trigger of the shotgun. He brings it

around, pointing up, straight at the Bug's head.

JAY:

That's your Momma!

He moves to CRUNCH the roach -- The Bug moves to chomp Jay --

Jay stares up at him, unflinching...

JAY:

Didn't she ever teach you not to

bite off more than you can chew?

And at that very moment...

Kay BLASTS a hole right in the middle of the Bug's midsection.

The front of the Bug's thorax EXPLODES in a shower of bug

juice all over Jay.

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