The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension Page #22

JOHN WHORFIN (LIZARDO)

Full speed ahead!

JOHN BIGTOOTE:

We haven't a chance. Your Overthruster's for sh*t! We'll all just...

JOHN WHORFIN:

One more word out of you, Bigboote...

JOHN BIGTOOTE:

Bigbooté.

WHORFIN'S ARM ELONGATING, FLASHING OUT, breaking John Bigbooté's neck!

John O'Connor moving up a notch at Yoyodyne.

INT. THERMOPOD - DAWN403

Buckaroo and John Parker picking up all of Whorfin's intraship

communications...

WHORFIN'S VOICE

Full speed ahead! Battle stations!

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THEIR POV OF THE HANGER AREA: nightmarish excitement down below! The

floor rushing up as...

INT. LAUNCH HANGAR - DAWN405

The BIG SPACESHIP makes violent contact with its runway, rocketing

ahead!

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THE COCKPIT POV AS THE SHIP RUSHES TOWARD THE WALL...the real Doctor

Emillio Lizardo barely ducking out of the way! Buccaneers scattering!

EXT. HANGAR WALL/YOYODYNE - DAWN407

THE BIG SPACESHIP CRASHING THROUGH THE HANGAR WALL, clumsy, heavy...

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REVERSE ANGLE...WHORFIN'S BIG SPACESHIP lifting off into the dark

morning sky, taking Buckaroo and John Parker with it on its WOBBLY,

UNCERTAIN FLIGHT...BANKING VIOLENTLY...

INT. FATHER SHIP - DAWN409

The crew of BLACK ARACHTOIDS aboard the ethereal father ship also at

their battle stations...

BLACK ARACHTOID COMMANDER

Banzai has failed! John Whorfin is airborne!

BLACK ARACHTOID OFFICER

but not in the Eighth Dimension. Shouldn't we wait? Maybe John

Parker-

BLACK ARACHTOID COMMANDER

I have my order from John Emdall! 8000 miles. Mark. Activate

particle beam. Lock on Smolensk.

INT. THERMOPOD - DAWN410

John Parker fiddling with a RADIO, homing in on the black ship's

frequency, overhearing:

BLACK ARACHTOID CHATTER

Particle beam activated...lock on Smolensk...one minute to rapid

rupture...

BUCKAROO BANZAI:

Tell them to stop. They're your friends!

JOHN PARKER:

I lack the authority, Buckaroo Banzai.

BUCKAROO BANZAI:

At least tell them I'm trying! Tell 'em something--!

John Parker talking to the father ship as Buckaroo struggles to unlock

the strange little saucer from Whorfin's big vehicle.

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BUCKAROO'S POV (SIDE OF SHIP)...THE PROBLEM. A SERIES OF ODD SUCTION

DEVICES outside holding the thermopod in place.

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CLOSE ON DASHBOARD. Buckaroo finally finding the proper release

switch!

EXT. WHORFIN'S BIG SPACESHIP - DAWN413

CLOSE ON the SUCTION BOLTS disengaging! Freeing the small craft!

EXT. THERMOPOD - DAWN414

His vehicle falling sideways, John Parker trying to ignite its ENGINES!

INT. THERMOPOD - DAWN415

In a free fall, the engines finally igniting and the thermopod

rocketing upward!

INT. FATHER SHIP - DAWN416

BLACK ARACHTOID OFFICER

Sir, a thermopod has peeled off from Whorfin's ship!

BLACK ARACHTOID COMMANDER

So what? Big deal. Stand by to incinerate Smolensk.

INT. THERMOPOD - DAWN417

Buckaroo struggling to master the strange craft...

BUCKAROO BANZAI:

Does this thing have guns, John Parker?

JOHN PARKER:

Boy, I hope so, Buckaroo Banzai.

John Parker trying a likely button.

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ANGLE THROUGH WINDSHIELD...ACTIVATING THE OVERTHRUSTER BEAM WHICH

BLASTS OUT HARMLESSLY INTO THE MORNING SKY RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM.

EXT. SUBURBAN SKIES - DAWN419

SPACESHIPS THUNDER over the lights of the awakening city below...

INT. THEMOPOD - DAWN420

BLACK ARACHTOID CHATTER

(over radio)

Twenty seconds to rapid rupture. Two zero. Prepare the heat shields!

Time running out...Buckaroo receiving fire from Whorfin's big

spaceship, THE SMALL VEHICLE LURCHING...THE TWO VEHICLES ON A COLLISION

COURSE!

EXT. THERMOPOD - DAWN421

The little ship dropping like a stone, barely avoiding a head-on with

Whorfin and company!

INT. THERMOPOD - DAWN422

Buckaroo unhappy with John Parker's marksmanship...their "love seat"

rotating, reversing their functions...

BUCKAROO BANZAI:

Take the throttle, John Parker!

INT. WHORFIN'S BIG SPACESHIP - DAWN423

John Whorfin and John O'Connor scrambling into evasive action, but it's

too late.

INT. THERMOPOD - DAWN424

Buckaroo Banzai and John Parker diving toward them, their OVERTHRUSTER

FIRING! FIRING!

INT. WHORFIN'S BIG SPACESHIP - DAWN425

Whorfin shaking his RED FIST in defiance...

JOHN WHORFIN:

Banzai! I'll see you in hell!

INT. THERMOPOD - DAWN426

FLYING ON A COLLISION COURSE once again, THE OVERTHRUSTER BEAM FINALLY

HITTING HOME AND THE BIG SPACESHIP DISINTEGRATING, VAPORIZING...John

Whorfin and his ilk history...

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REVERSE ANGLE ON John Parker...still on a collision course with the

GIANT BALL OF HOT VAPOR THAT WAS LORD WHORFIN...

BUCKAROO BANZAI:

Pull up! We did it! Holy sh*t, we did it! Pull up!

JOHN PARKER:

Now, Buckaroo Banzai?

BUCKAROO BANZAI:

Now!

EXT. YOYODYNE - DAWN428

As the Cavaliers and Blue Shields anxiously watch, THE SKY CRACKLES AND

THE CLOUDS GLOW!

INT. FATHER SHIP - DAWN429

BLACK ARACHTOID RADAR

John Whorfin destroyed!

BLACK ARACHTOID COMMANDER

Deactivate particle beam! Tracking zero zero zero!

EXT. SKY - DAWN430

The sun coming up...and as we wonder what terrible fate has befallen

Buckaroo Banzai and John Parker...A TINY FIGURE APPEARS high in the

clouds! A BIZARRE PARACHUTE catching the wind, floating lazily to

earth.

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CLOSER SHOT:
Buckaroo! Safe and sound, looking up and SALUTING John

Parker as the little THERMOPOD flip-flops, tumbles heavenward AT AN

INCREDIBLE RATE OF SPEED...heading home.

EXT. YOYODYNE - DAWN432

Buckaroo touching down...Professor Hikita among the victorious Blue

Shields scarcely able to believe his eyes as he spots...no, it can't

be...rising from the debris...

PROF. HIKITA

Emilio!

Now it's the young Doctor Lizardo's turn to stare incredulously...

DOCTOR LIZARDO:

Toichi--? I'll be damned.

The two scientists approaching one another...afraid to touch as if the

other might prove a mirage...

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RENO FINDING A CUTLASS ON THE GROUND...as Buckaroo, face blackened with

soot, his clothing torn, hurries toward several Blue Shields (gas masks

off) herding a half-dozen "HUMAN" PRISONERS while other Shields and

Cavaliers share congratulatory handshakes...RED STINGERS still stuck in

their bullet-proof vests...

BUCKAROO BANZAI:

All accounted for? Where's Penny?

PERFECT TOMMY:

New Jersey brought her back to the bus through heavy fire. Quite a guy

if you want my opinion.

Perfect Tommy and Reno pacing Buckaroo...

BUCKAROO BANZAI:

Got a casualty list?

RENO:

Just their side. What're we gonna do with these people? They're

illegal aliens, the way I figure, been here forty years, you could

throw the book at 'em...

BUCKAROO BANZAI:

And ask the American taxpayer to foot the bill? No way. Send 'em back

to the Eighth Dimension as soon as we find the Overthruster. It wasn't

in Penny's purse...so if we have to run this joint upside down and

inside out...

Perfect Tommy whistling...

PERFECT TOMMY:

Hey, Scooter Lindley, fall in!

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