Predator Page #6

EXT. ALTERED POV - DAY

Watching as Schaefer pulls the pin and launches the GRENADE into the

air, the Observer following its arc as it spirals dead-center into the

camp, bouncing twice before rolling into the FUEL DUMP... which a

moment later, EXPLODES into an incredible FIREBALL.

The expanding FIREBALL released from the explosion is to the Observer

like an erupting sun, mentarily blinding him.

EXT. GUERRILLA CAMP - DAY

The truck is BLOWN up into the air by the explosion... a moment later

the satchel charge DETONATES with an ear-splitting EXPLOSION, tearing

the truck apart.

EXT. SCHAEFER - DAY

Jumps to his feet, FIRING an M-203 round into the camp.

EXT. KNOLL - DAY

Schaefer races down the hillside, joined by Dillon, leaving Hawkins to

cover them. Bullets burst around their feet as they run low, firing

short bursts to his left and right.

He FIRES the undermounted GRENADE LAUNCHER, sending a round into a gun

position in the trees. Still running he breaks open the breach,

slamming in another 40mm ROUND from the cartridge pack at his waist.

Blain and Mac fire the heavy machine guns, laying down a withering

curtain of lead, shredding the camp, taking out five Guerrillas at

once.

EXT. GUERRILLA CAMP - DAY

A MAN almost completely ON FIRE is hit by an onslaught of GUNFIRE,

ripping him back into the jungle.

Ramirez cuts loose a barrage from the SIX-SHOOTER... seconds later the

MACHINE GUN IMPLACEMENT erupts in a series of EXPLOSIONS, blowing two

Guerrillas into the air.

At the HILLSIDE HUT, two Guerrillas move into position by the window,

drawing down on Schaefer as he appears, racing down the hill.

As they are about to open fire, Dillon appears, YELLING OUT a warning.

DILLON:

On your nine!!!

Schaefer dives, hitting the ground as Dillon OPENS FIRE taking out the

Guerrillas. Schaefer rolls to his feet, spins, firing the 203 grenade

launcher, completely destroying the hut.

EXT. ALTERED POV - DAY

As the Observer regains its vision an eerie, surreal experience of

sight and sound unfolds:

BULLETS streak through the air, leaving blood-red trails of HEAT, like

laser blasts. As they impact into the Guerillas, we HEAR the enhanced

SLAPPING of BULLETS, SEEING tiny blossoms of HEAT mushroom out of their

bodies.

We HEAR the horrific, deformed CRIES and SCREAMS of the dying men.

Another searing, blinding EXPLOSION sends pieces of SHRAPNEL ripping

through the air, some of them ROARING past the Observer's position,

like tiny meteors.

EXT. GUERRILLA VILLAGE

At the entrance way to the main palapa, a Guerrilla stands in the

doorway, giving COVER FIRE to his comrades as they fall back inside.

Jumping from the roof of the adjoining palapa, Billy drops directly in

front of the Guerrilla.

From the side, unseen by Billy, another Guerrilla thrusts out with a

knife, Billy ducking backwards, the tip of the knife SLASHING his face.

With a lightning move, Billy whips his arm up and around the Guerrilla,

locking his elbow, breaking the joint.

Still holding the man he FIRES, blowing the other Guerrilla off his

feet with the SHOTGUN portion of his weapon. He looks at the Guerrilla

out of the corner of his eye. He suddenly strikes, breaking his neck,

dropping him in a heap.

Billy continues on, racing down the stairs, firing the M-203.

Meanwhile, Blain is crouched next to a tree, providing cover. Behind

Blain, at the edge of the camp, circling around from below, TWO

GUERRILLAS appear and FIRE a grenade round which EXPLODES behind Blain,

fragments ripping into the tree next to which Blain is standing, bark

and dirt flying as shrapnel rips into his vest, one piece tearing into

his upper shoulder. The hits have no effect on the huge man and with a

savage GROWL, he spins, opening fire, raking the two attackers with the

Mini-gun.

Nearby, Mac charges from the jungle on a dead run, diving over a fallen

tree as machine gun FIRE rakes the ground around him.

Blain, spotting the sniper high in a tree, opens FIRE with the MINI-

GUN, shredding the tree, sending the Guerrilla crashing down through

the roof of the palapa.

INT. PALAPA - DAY

The sniper CRASHES through the roof, landing on the floor near Hawkins

and Ramirez who do a quick double take before opening fire on a group

of fleeing Guerrillas, taking out two, giving chase to the others.

Schaefer and Dillon appear at the top of the staircase, Schaefer

freezing as he SEES below a Guerrilla raising an AK-47, preparing to

fire. Schaefer tackles Dillon, the two men hurling into the air, a

moment later BULLETS ripping into the CRATES behind where they were

standing.

Dillon rises up, kicking over a crate, shooting the Guerrilla who is

trying to bring the gun around to fire at him.

Schaefer crouches, covering the upper entrances to the palapa, as

Ramirez rushes past, joining Schaefer. From the corner of his eye,

Schaefer catches a movement. With a whipping, backhanded throw, he lets

fly his COMMANDO MACHETE...

The machete impales the attacking Guerrilla, driving him backwards,

pinning him to a post.

SCHAEFER:

Stick around.

Schaefer and Ramirez run towards the lower levels, side by side, firing

as they go.

They reach a door, Schaefer taking out an ATTACKING Guerrilla. Ramirez

grabs the side of the door, shoots a look to Schaefer and throws it

open. With Schaefer covering him, Ramirez takes a quick peak inside and

then rushes into the room.

INT. ROOM - DAY

At one end is a STAIRWAY, leading to an escape door. A Guerrilla, seen

from the waist up, scrambles down the stairs.

At the base of the stairs, a Guerrilla, holding an AK-47 on his hip,

turns and starts to fire.

Schaefer and Ramirez respond with full AUTO BURSTS which rip into the

Guerrilla, spinning him around, knocking over a crude WOODEN TABLE,

scattering a BRIEFCASE with burning PAPERS, FOOD CANS, and LIQUOR

BOTTLES.

As he spins he FIRES the weapon, an arcing line of SLUGS slamming into

the tin roof, sending down a shower of rust and dirt. He falls to the

ground. Dead.

Ramirez charges through the DUST and thick SMOKE to cover the fallen

men; Schaefer following close behind, jerking a new CLIP from his ammo

belt.

Suddenly, another Guerrilla erupts from behind some ammunition crates,

drawing down on Ramirez with a machine pistol.

SCHAEFER:

(shouting)

Down!!!

As the Guerrilla fires, Schaefer smashes the butt of his empty weapon

into the Guerrilla's shoulder, knocking the gun aside, the SLUGS

thudding into the wall harmlessly.

He hits the Guerrilla with a vicious glancing blow to the head with the

barrel of his weapon. The Guerrilla is hurled backward, crashing into

the wooden crates and to the floor.

Ramirez, recovering quickly, descends the stairs with catlike agility,

disappearing.

Schaefer crouches and spins, jamming a new clip into the rifle,

scanning the palapa for any other movement. He races to the main door

of the room, shouting into the palapa.

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