Metropolis Page #2
INT. VSI CORPORATE BUILDINGS - CONTINUOUS
Halden leads Tanner down the long hall.
Dex, who has traded his dark "assassin's" suit for a VSI
standard issue gray pin-stripe, stands waiting for them.
He keeps his eyes on Halden, as if Tanner wasn't even
there.
DEX:
We just tracked the runner to the
hotel district.
Halden nods as all three of them head into --
INT. CONTROL ROOM
Long rows of programming consoles manned by engineers
wearing wireless 'tele-com' headsets.
Dex directs Halden's attention to one of the high-def
monitors lining the walls. The monitor showing --
Rock music pounds the room as silver confetti drops from
the ceiling.
A KID, sixteen at most, watches excitedly from the bed as
the two Playmates, Barbie-Doll bodies, slow-dance a
striptease.
INT. CONTROL ROOM
Dex finally acknowledges Tanner's presence.
DEX:
Still going through puberty and he
shreds your maze.
(hard)
That's gotta hurt.
Tanner remains silent. Eyes locked on the monitor as
Halden turns to EMMA, VSI's senior security engineer.
HALDEN:
Get some internal police there.
Tell them to run a perimeter.
TANNER:
But have them wait for me 'till they
move in on him.
Halden turns, shooting him a surprised look. But Tanner
ignores it as he heads for the door.
Dex goes to stop him, but something in Tanner's eyes makes
A frozen beat, then Halden snaps a silent command to Dex
to let Tanner go.
CUT TO:
INT. INTERFACE ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Rows and rows of unconscious bodies strapped to interface
seats, the room looks like a warehouse full of people in
comas.
Tanner climbs into an interface seat as a TECHNICIAN
wheels up his medi-cart and starts preparing an IV.
TANNER:
Shouldn't be in that long.
The technician shrugs, returns the IV to his cart and
starts hooking Tanner to a bio-monitor.
Dex strides into the room, staring down at Tanner.
DEX:
Been a while since you've been
inside.
(off Tanner's
silence)
Going to look up old friends?
Tanner meets Dex's stare. A deadly exchange.
DEX:
(grins)
You know she asks about you all the
time --
Tanner plunges his finger into the CONNECT BOX, his eyes
thrusting back in his head, body going slack.
Cool silent blackness of the void.
Eternal stretch of nothingness.
Then the blink of a light racing toward us.
Colors so intense you can feel their heat.
DISEMBODIED VOICE (O.S.)
Destination?
TANNER'S DISEMBODIED VOICE (O.S.)
Hotel district.
The faintest sounds can be heard. Almost sounds like
music.
DISEMBODIED VOICE (O.S.)
Security clearance approved.
Welcome Tanner. Enjoy your stay.
Dropping down. Into the lights. Embraced by the colors.
CUT TO:
EXT. NIGHT CITY
It's as if someone took the best parts of the world's
night spots and put them together in one neon-drenched
city.
Only this is the digital world.
Picture-perfect architecture. No pollution or decay. And
colors that are just a little bit more vibrant than the
real world.
Music pounds the air as crowds of people roam the streets,
exploring the countless pubs, casinos and night clubs.
EXT. NIGHT CITY - HOTEL DISTRICT - CONTINUOUS
Tanner heads down a street lined with some of the world's
most famous hotels.
Unlike the partying people all around him, Tanner is all
business, staring straight ahead with laser-like
intensity.
EXT. THE SAVOY
A group of INTERNAL COPS wearing tele-com's and Night City
Police uniforms, stand huddled in the shadows across from
The Savoy.
The SERGEANT greets Tanner with a curt nod.
SERGEANT:
Corp must really want this guy to
have sent the legend himself.
TANNER:
Just didn't want you boys having all
the fun.
The sergeant gives the signal. The cops fan out.
INT. NIGHT CITY - VIRTUAL HOTEL ROOM
The kid's still on the bed, sucking down a beer. One of
the Playmates leans over, lets him unhook her bra.
He smiles at her overly perfect body.
She bites her lip in staged ecstasy, tracing her fingers
down his chest, pulling at his belt as --
The door burst open. The cops and Tanner rush inside.
The kid flies off the bed.
A cop tries to grab him, only the kid grabs a chair and
SMASHES it hard into the cop's face, dropping him hard to
the floor --
INT. VSI CORPORATE BUILDING - INTERFACE ROOM
The cop's real body lies strapped to an interface seat,
twitching as the pain sears through his consciousness --
INT. NIGHT CITY - HOTEL ROOM - CONTINUOUS
The other cops ready to charge, but Tanner gets in front
of them, freezing the kid with a look.
TANNER:
Look, we're going to trace you.
The confetti still swirling through the room.
TANNER:
KID:
-- You're the big man. Big f***ing
cop.
He laughs as he makes an imaginary 'gun' with his fingers
KID:
No guns on the system. That's how
it's programmed, right?
(pulls the 'trigger')
So what are you going to do, huh big
cop? Can't shoot me.
TANNER:
Look, I know you didn't run it. You
had keys.
Kid shakes his head, full of bravado.
KID:
That maze's nothing. I could run it
blind on a sixty-meg board.
SERGEANT (INTO TELE-COM)
(whispers)
This is a waste of time. How about
a little encouragement?
INT. VSI CORPORATE HEADQUARTERS - CONTROL ROOM
Everyone in the room watching the scene playing out in the
hotel.
EMMA (INTO TELE-COM)
Here's something which ought to help
him talk --
Her fingers race over the console.
Tanner still has the kid pinned with his stare.
TANNER:
Fine, you ran it. That's felony
system fraud. Gets you thirty
years.
(lets that sink-in)
Or you tell us where you got the
keys and we start talking a deal.
Kid's eyes reveal he's thinking this one through, only --
A huge DOBERMAN explodes through the window.
Insane growl, deadly stare, rocketing for the Kid, who
freaks, throwing one of the Virtual Playmates into its
path --
Powerful claws rips through her, flinging her against the
wall. She lies there shredded, but for some reason, not
bleeding.
Kid throws himself out the window. Doberman flies after
him, with Tanner just a heartbeat behind.
EXT. THE SAVOY
The kid races down the crowded street with the Doberman
chasing after him.
TANNER (INTO TELE-COM)
(yells)
Lose the God-Damn dog!
A couple crosses the street, getting between the kid and
the dog --
INT. VSI CORPORATE HEADQUARTERS - CONTROL ROOM
The Doberman about to tear through the couple, but
flickers, then disappears.
INT. NIGHT CITY - CASINO - CONTINUOUS
Slightly featureless waiters and waitresses deliver
drinks. On stage, a young Billy Holiday belts out a
soulful blues tune.
The kid tears through the room.
EXT. CASINO - CONTINUOUS
The cops rush into the casino. But Tanner stays on the
street, racing around the side of the building.
INT. VSI CORPORATE HEADQUARTERS - CONTROL ROOM
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