The Bionic Woman Page #11

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JAIME:

I can do that.

She gently lowers Eric to the floor, as he meets her eyes.

JAIME (CONT'D)

I'll be right back.

EXT. CHINESE RESTAURANT -- DAY

JAIME darts out of the rubble of the restaurant -- she RACES

behind another building, DISAPPEARING in a flash.

EXT. ALLEYS -- DAY

JAIME races through a MAZE of alleyways, to get BEHIND the

OFFICE BUILDING where Sarah is STILL FIRING.

Jaime looks around frantically -- the building TOWERS over

her, the roof hopelessly high. But Chinatown is a WARREN of

buildings, all various heights -- Jaime glances at the several

APARTMENTS and OFFICES surrounding Sarah's building --

and Jaime JUMPS STRAIGHT UP.

EXT. APARTMENT BUILDING ROOF -- DAY

She FLIES through the air, LANDING with a THUMPP! on the

lowest building, pausing only long enough to look to the

next, JUMPING again -

-- LEAPING across the rooftops with feline grace, to get to

the ABANDONED OFFICE BUILDING.

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EXT. ABANDONED OFFICE BUILDING ROOF -- DAY

SARAH is perched at the edge of the roof, sighting down the

sniper rifle for another shot -- when THUMPPP! something

LANDS on the roof behind her. She WHIRLS -

JAIME CRASHES into her full-force -

SARAH goes FLYING, skidding on the pebbled roof, rifle SAILING

off the roof, as

JAIME sweeps up a piece of REBAR, STRIDES toward Sarah like

the wrath of god itself -

SARAH rolls instantly to her feet, crouched to ATTACK, as -

JAIME HURLS the rebar like a javelin -- and THWACKK! the

metal bar TEARS into Sarah's arm like an ARROW, JERKING her

backwards to SLAM her against the roof stairway access -

-- leaving Sarah IMPALED her through the UPPER ARM into the

crumbling brick of the roof access. PINNED like an insect.

JAIME:

(evenly)

I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt

you. But I had to stop you -

And unbelievably, Sarah SMILES -- not a hint of pain, she

actually looks strangely AMUSED. It's CHILLING.

SARAH:

Never apologize for success.

Sarah FIXES her gaze on Jaime, never taking her eyes off her

as she reaches across with her free hand -- and RIPS the

rebar out of her arm with a GRUNT of pain, FREEING herself.

SARAH (CONT'D)

No matter what the cost.

Jaime stares in disbelief -- BLUE-WHITE BLOOD pulses from

the GASH in Sarah's arm. Bionic blood.

Sarah MOVES slowly toward Jaime, like a STALKING PANTHER,

swinging the rebar in one hand as she looks her up and down.

SARAH (CONT'D)

Well, well... isn't this interesting.

(a wicked grin)

Let's see what you've got under the

hood.

Sarah FLINGS the rebar aside and CHARGES. She's INCREDIBLY

FAST, punching and kicking -- Jaime barely blocks.

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Sarah SWEEPS a kick, Jaime's feet fly out from under her, *

Sarah PUNCHES her hard in the stomach -- and *

JAIME goes FLYING, SLAMS hard into the roof access, FALLING *

to her knees. Sarah STRIDES up after her. *

TIGHT ON JAIME'S FACE, bleeding, breath RASPING --*

SARAH (CONT'D)

(curious, pleasant)

Who are you?

-- and we're back to the OPENING SCENE.

SARAH (CONT'D)

Or maybe I should be asking... what

are you?

Sarah KICKS Jaime in the stomach, almost casually. Jaime

CURLS in on herself, biting off the urge to SCREAM.

Jaime rolls painfully onto her hands and knees, wind whipping

her hair across her face -- then LOOKS UP, eyes fixing on

Sarah, not in pain or fear, but DEFIANCE.

JAIME:

(gasping for breath)

Shouldn't I -- be asking --you?

Sarah GRABS Jaime by the hair and JERKS her to her feet,

STARES her in the eye, inches apart.

SARAH:

(like a dare)

So ask.

Jaime STARES right back at her, a CHALLENGE:

JAIME:

Who the hell are you?

Sarah's answer is a GHOST OF A SMILE -- and she raises her

arm to BACKHAND Jaime. Her bladed hand comes WHISTLING down -

-- sending Jaime FLYING to the very edge of the roof, SKIDDING

up against the concrete lip.

SARAH:

My name is Sarah Peregrine.

Sarah picks up the rebar, striding toward Jaime's crumpled

form, wind WHIPPING the hair back from her face.

SARAH (CONT'D)

I'm the first bionic woman.

END OF ACT FOUR:

54.

ACT FIVE:

EXT. ROOFTOP -- DAY

JAIME lies crumpled at the edge of the roof, back against

the narrow concrete lip -- O.S. SIRENS, coming RAPIDLY CLOSER.

SARAH strides toward her, rebar in hand, MURDER in her eyes.

SARAH:

I think one of us is more than enough.

JAIME is CORNERED, she glances desperately DOWN -VFX

BIONIC EYE as Jaime spots THE SNIPER RIFLE she knocked

from Sarah's hand, lying where it fell on a roof far below.

Jaime has only an INSTANT to decide, Sarah's almost on her --*

and Jaime ROLLS off the roof, FALLING into OPEN AIR. *

EXT. LOWER ROOFTOP -- DAY -- CONTINUOUS

Jaime HURTLES downward, TWISTS painfully in midair ---

and lands THRUMMP! unsteadily on her legs on the lower *

roof, hand SHOOTING OUT to SWEEP the rifle up, WHIRLING around *

with the rifle to her SHOULDER to sight on Sarah -

VFX BIONIC EYE, looking up --Sarah has vanished.

Jaime turns, looks down -- to see an AMBULANCE pulling up to

the restaurant below, SIRENS BLARING.

INT. OBSERVATION DECK OVER O.R. -- DAY

JAIME sits, a PAD OF PAPER and PENCIL in hand, SKETCHING *

with shocking speed -- her right hand BLURS over the paper, *

moving without hesitation or pause. *

THROUGH THE GLASS, Eric is visible on the table, surgeons

and nurses SWARMED around him.

JONAS enters; his usual cheerful attitude is totally GONE,

replaced with GRIM FOCUS.

JONAS:

They're operating on him, trying to

stop the bleeding, remove the bullets.

JAIME:

(savagely)

Fix it.

JONAS:

It's not that simple -

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JAIME:

Yes it is!

(escalating, angry)

You saved me --save him -

Jonas' voice RISES, MATCHING her frustration, trying to get

her to UNDERSTAND:

JONAS:

I didn't save you! Eric did!

(as Jaime stops short)

No one can do what he does. No one.

Jaime waits for a beat as it sinks in, then turns the pad *

around, to show him her SKETCH --*

CLOSE ON THE DRAWING, showing SARAH as she looked STRIDING *

toward Jaime on the roof, DEATH in her eyes. EVERYTHING is *

drawn in perfect, eerie detail, like a SNAPSHOT. *

JAIME *

I can't draw. *

JONAS *

Your eye stores visual information *

in a matrix that your hand can access *

and reproduce. For all intents and *

purposes, you have an eidetic memory --*

JAIME *

(interrupting) *

Who is she?

INT. BRIEFING ROOM -- DAY

CLOSE ON SARAH'S FACE -- cleanly beautiful, hard planes and

strong lines, the face of a mesmerizing, merciless PREDATOR.

JONAS (O.S.)

Sarah Peregrine worked for me.

PULL BACK TO REVEAL we're looking at -

A LIFESIZE 3D HOLOGRAM OF SARAH, looking REAL as flesh, but

FROZEN in a single moment, staring, intense.

JONAS (O.S.) (CONT'D)

She was a soldier. One of the best

I've ever seen.

The hologram stands in the center of a BRIEFING ROOM, over

glowing PROJECTION CIRCLE on the floor.

JONAS (O.S.) (CONT'D)

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