The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension Page #20

The Secretary pushing the astonished guards aside and picking up the

telephone, the guards trying to stop him and in the process turning

their backs on the bus as it SILENTLY CRUISES PAST THE GATE INTO

YOYODYNE...

EXT. DESERTED AREAS (YOYODYNE) - NIGHT358

...the bus coming to a stop in a scrap metal dump inside the big

compound, Cavaliers and Blue Shields piling out, going with their

assigned groups...Perfect Tommy's Chaparral Team following John Parker

toward a normal looking building...

JOHN PARKER:

Under here, I think.

PERFECT TOMMY:

Under where? Hold on...

But John Parker entering a crawl space beneath the huge

building...Chaparral Team having no choice, following.

EXT. YOYODYNE GATE - NIGHT359

The Secretary of Defense struggling with the guards for possession of

the phone, drawing his stolen weapon...

SECRETARY OF DEFENSE

Now you get this straight...you're up to your ass in alligators, and

I'm here to drain the swamp. So I'm gonna use this phone...because it

is all over for you, Baby Blue...

(picking up the phone)

This is the Secretary of Defense at the poorly guarded west gate. I

wanna speak to John Bigbooté, person to person. Okay, okay...Bigbooté.

EXT. UNDERGROUND ENTRANCE/YOYODYNE - NIGHT360

Reno's Apache Team (Casper and Scooter on board), finds yet ANOTHER

UNDERGROUND ENTRANCE to the main building, slips in...

INT. UNDERGROUND BUILDING - NIGHT361

Chaparral Team (the alien, John Parker, Perfect Tommy) in the strange

labyrinth of dark, low-ceilinged passageways, making their way

cautiously...

PERFECT TOMMY:

Hope you know where you're going, John Parker. Because my nose is

starting to whistle...

A FORM suddenly dropping from the ceiling, landing on Perfect Tommy, a

fierce struggle in the darkness...John Parker to the rescue, garroting

a RED ARACHTOID, Perfect Tommy helping himself up...

PERFECT TOMMY:

Thanks.

JOHN PARKER:

Don't mention it.

PERFECT TOMMY:

Then I won't.

INT. BIVOUAC ROOM - NIGHT362

...John Parker leading the way again, up some unusual stairs...into the

MAIN BIVOUAC ROOM, RED ARACHTOIDS apparently asleep in bizarre tents,

others hanging from the ceiling like sloths, A STRANGE HEAVY HUMMING

NOISE starting to fill the room...

JOHN PARKER:

They sense us. Hurry.

John Parker breaking into a run for the far end of the room, Perfect

Tommy and the others following, John Parker hitting the door...and AN

ALARM GOES OFF...Perfect Tommy opening fire at a HUGE GENERATOR...THE

POWER DROPPING EVERYWHERE!

INT. YOYODYNE SHOCK TOWER - NIGHT363

LIGHTS PULSING...ELECTIRICITY FAILING in the murky torture chamber

giving Buckaroo just the change he needs to break free of the shock

tower.

DOCTOR LIZARDO:

Stop him! Get him!

INT. CORRIDOR - NIGHT364

Buckaroo ducking into a recessed doorway, taking cover against a wall

wet with strange algae as various ARACHTOID GUARDS scramble past, ALARM

BELLS AND SIRENS GROANING...

DOCTOR LIZARDO:

(to Bigbooté)

Kill the girl!

...Buckaroo losing sight of the swift arachtoid John Bigbooté,

resorting instead to his ELECTRONIC TRACKING DEVICE while...

INT. FLOODED CORRIDOR - NIGHT365

...Reno, New Jersey and Pinky Carruthers bring Apache Team down a

flooded corridor, meeting some opposition.

INT. DARK CORRIDOR - NIGHT366

Buckaroo spotting New Jersey in the confusion, the two of them tracking

Penny electronically, descending concrete steps, moving down a dark

corridor that we recognize...

INT. LAUNCH HANGER - NIGHT367

The Secretary of Defense meanwhile reaching the big hangar, confused,

alarmed, chaos everywhere, shouting over the din:

SECRETARY OF DEFENSE

Bigboote!

...spotting John Bigbooté across the hangar floor, going after him,

staring bug-eyed at the MONSTROUS-LOOKING SPACECRAFT suspended above

the hangar floor...

SECRETARY OF DEFENSE

What the hell...that ain't no Truncheon bomber, my friend. I never

approved that!

INT. CORRIDOR - NIGHT368

The Secretary following the speedy John Bigbooté around a bend, unable

to keep up...

SECRETARY OF DEFENSE

Bigboote!

Bigbooté giving no indication of seeing him, rounding a corner ducking

into his office...

...the Secretary rounding the corner too but seeing no sign of

Bigbooté...instead just an office door, a nameplate reading JOHN

BIGBOOTÉ, EXECUTIVE VICE PRESIDENT...the Secretary of Defense opening

the door...

INT. BIGBOOTÉ'S OFFICE - NIGHT369

...moving past a vacant receptionist's desk to John Bigbooté's

cavernous, strangely furnished chamber...EMPTY.

SECRETARY OF DEFENSE

Bigboote?! You can run, but you can't hide. I want some facts!

...but no sign of John Bigbooté.

INT. CORRIDOR - NIGHT370

Buckaroo and New Jersey still tracking Penny, moving through another

flooded, slimy corridor we remember...

INT. BIGBOOTÉ'S OFFICE - NIGHT371

...the Secretary spying a phone on the receptionist's desk amid

scattered Oreo cookies, picking the phone up, clicking it a couple of

times to get a dial tone...totally ignoring AN AMAZING FRAMED PICTURE

OF A RED ARACHTOID MOTHER AND CHILD ON THE DESK RIGHT IN FRONT OF

HIM...

SECRETARY OF DEFENSE

Operator...operator...how the hell does a person get an outside line

around here?

...his gaze now focusing squarely on that cheap framed photograph of

the RED ARACHTOIDS...Secretary McKinley losing his bearings...

SECRETARY OF DEFENSE

Oh, Lord. Never mind...forget it...

...his mind reeling, refusing to accept the obvious, the oddly designed

furniture and chairs in the room, somehow insect-like...a sudden

sound...a WOMAN'S SCREAM that seems to come from...underneath the

floor?

...the Secretary cocking his weapon and stepping around the desk as an

amazing thing occurs...A TRAPDOOR IN THE OFFICE FLOOR opening, the

Secretary going to investigate, able to observe...

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HIS POV of...John O'Connor coming up a ladder and, in the room below, a

barely conscious Penny still in her private hell, trussed and taped,

ANTS CRAWLING ON HER ARMS...the lurid specter of John Bigbooté staring

at her...

INT. THE PIT - NIGHT373

PENNY'S CLEAR PLASTIC PURSE UNOPENED ON THE DESK BESIDE HER, as the

Secretary of Defense suddenly knocks John O'Connor down the ladder and

jumps into the room, injuring his ankle...

SECRETARY OF DEFENSE

What the hell's is going on here, Bigboote? Where's my bomber?

JOHN BIGBOOTÉ

That's 'Bigbooté'.

SECRETARY OF DEFENSE

I don't give a flying handshake what it is! Where's my bomber?

JOHN BIGBOOTÉ

Let's just climb upstairs to my office and discuss this like two

reasonable...

SECRETARY OF DEFENSE

Your private life's your own concern, pal. Where the hell is my

bomber? Look at this place...where's your pride? It's like a pigsty

down here!

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THE TELESCOPING ARM of John Bigbooté suddenly shooting out and lifting

the Secretary off the floor, banging him into the wall...

JOHN BIGBOOTÉ

It's not my goddamn planet! Understand, monkey boy!?

...BIZARRE LAMPS SWAYING as GUNFIRE upstairs prompts Bigbooté to

release the Secretary, to urge O'Connor to head for a door off the

hallway...

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