RONIN Page #24

Seamus hits the ground with a terrible thud, his face

sliced to ribbons by the windshield, but somehow still alive

as -

Sam tries to control the Peugeot, which is in a spin on the

exit ramp as -

Gregor kicks open the back door and slides out of the Car,

carrying the Briefcase with him, as -

Deirdre struggles to free herself from the wreck, which is

now - On fire, and now -

Sam has managed to stop the Peugeot, but it's too late to go

back, because -

A VERITABLE FLEET OF COP CARS is now closing on the accident,

and it's too late to turn around, and even as -

Deirdre manages to pull herself out of the wreck, it -

EXPLODES into a ball of fire, and the blast wave of fire -

Hits Seamus, knocking him down, covering him for a second,

even as - Deirdre hurls herself through the flames and comes

out - Rolling away with Seamus, who is now not only cut to

pieces, but his face is covered with some hideous burns.

Now Deirdre pulls Seamus over the side of the embankment,

right before the cops arrive, and the two of them roll/fall

almost thirty down a steep incline, even as -

Sam catches a quick glimpse of -

Gregor, scurrying away from the highway, carrying the

Briefcase, and now Sam has to gun his car and get gone,

because the Cops have reached -

The Wreck, which is quickly burning itself out, and as the

Cops look into the debris they see that -

THERE'S NOBODY LEFT. Everybody's gone.

FADE OUT.

VINCENT (V.O.)

We don't have much time.

FADE IN ON:

INT. VINCENT'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

A FRONT DOOR, guarded by about five heavy locks, opens and

Vincent and Sam enter. Sam looks around and surveys the

apartment.

SAM:

Nice place.

ANOTHER ANGLE - And we see the rest of the apartment: there's

practically nothing here. A table with a couple of chairs, a

fridge. An open door leads to a bedroom with a small, spare

bed and a nightstand with a cheap lamp.

VINCENT:

(by way of explaining)

I'm not here very much.

SAM:

Business keeps you on the road?

VINCENT:

Something like that.

The two men crass the room towards - A METAL CABINET which is

tucked into a nook in the wall - VINCENT'S HAND turns a heavy-

duty COMBINATION LOCK and then: Click, the cabinet opens and

we see -- WEAPONS. An endless cache of guns, knives,

explosives, surveillance devices, gun scopes -- you name it,

it's here. Now Vincent's Hands reach into the cabinet and

start taking out weapons. We PULL BACK ON -

Vincent, who gives the weapons to Sam. Sam checks to make

sure the weapons are loaded and/or ready for use, and then

piles them, one on top of the other.

SAM:

I know I don't need to say this to you,

but I need to say it to you.

(beat)

This is my job, I have to do it.

VINCENT:

So I do it.

SAM:

No you don't, and you know it.

VINCENT:

If our positions were reversed, would you

leave me?

SAM:

(he says this too quickly)

In a minute.

VINCENT:

I think not.

BEAT. Sam can't say anything, because he knows that what

Vincent is saying is true.

VINCENT:

(considering the weapons)

Do we need anything else?

SAM:

Yeah. We need out f***ing heads examined.

Vincent thinks about this for a seoncd -- and then burst out

laughing as we -

CUT TO:

INT. ANOTHER CAR - MEANWHILE/NIGHT

Deirdre once behind the wheel. The passenger seat next to

her is empty, but as she drives we can see her eyes as they

flick from the road in front of her, to the rearview mirror,

which reveals -

A glimpse of the HIDEOUS FACE of Seamus Reilly. Crashing

through the windshield and the blast of fire have forever

changed the way he looks: his face is now a mass of oozing

wounds and burn tissue. In his eyes we see the light of a

sick, twisted man who's gone over the edge.

DEIRDRE:

You better be careful, Seamus, before

something happens a plastic surgeon can't

fix.

SEAMUS:

(a hideous laugh)

Plastic f***ing surgeon?

(indicates his face)

You think I'm going to fix this, Deirdre

lass? It's the mark of the patriot, and

I'll wear it like a badge. As for those

who done it to me, I'll take my pound of

flesh before this is all over.

DEIRDRE:

You're thinking with your gun, Seamus,

and not your head...

SEAMUS:

(losing it)

Shut up!!!

(he puts a gun to her head)

Shut up and drive! I'm your superior

officer and you will do as I goddamn well

say, is that understood?!?

BEAT. Deirdre bristles at Seamus's words but says nothing.

SEAMUS:

Do I need to repeat myself?

DEIRDRE:

No, Seamus. I heard you the first time.

EXT. OUTSIDE THE CAR - SAME TIME

THE CAR zooms off into the night and as it does -

A LIGHT RAIN starts to fall and we -

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. A CHATEAU OUTSIDE OF PARIS - NIGHT

THE SAME RAIN falls, more of a steady mist than a rain. The

mist GLEAMS electrically in the THOUSAND WATT LIGHTS which

shine from - THE CHATEAU. Hundreds of years old, it sits far

back from its own MAIN GATE. In front of the Chateau - ARMED

MEN. Lots of them. Whatever this place is, it's not one

that invites company. Now we're - MOVING TOWARDS the

Chateau, and as we MOVE we get a glimpse of the surrounding

environment:
ancient statues, sitting benches in private

gardens, small pools of fish -- you name it, this place has

it. We hear VOICES, and they're talking in - RUSSIAN.

Heavy, thick Russian, punctuated with words like "Da!" and

"Nyet!" -- making it clear that we've reached the address of

the Russian Production Company. BEHIND THE CHATEAU - MORE

GARDENS, more everything. It's well-patrolled, but there

aren't quite as many guards back here as there are out front,

because bordering the chateau is a natural fotress -

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