The Corruptor Page #21

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Wallace takes out the shooter as Chen flies out the door.

Momentarily dazed, Wallace recovers, scrambles

to his feet- looks around, but Chen has disappeared.

INT/EXT:
FUNNEL CHAMBER - NIGHT

Wallace enters slowly and traverses the three

storey high metal grate walkways. WE HEAR only

the clank of his feet as he descends deep into

the ship.

INT:
ELECTRICAL ROOM - NIGHT

Chen moves stealthily passed the huge humming

generators, slowly approaching each blind

curve. HE HEARS what sounds like the distant cry

of an infant. He keeps moving

VIDEO SURVEILLANCE P.O.V. - NIGHT

We see Chen move through the room towards

the exit. An arm carrying an UZI passes in front

of the camera.

INT:
ANCHOR ROOM - NIGHT

Wallace c*cks his ear to the same sound as he

moves through the room dominated by the giant

chains that connect to the lowered anchors. Just

at that moment a Fuke moves out from behind

the casing and gets off a shot that cuts right

through Wallace's left hand. He yelps in pain as

he takes cover, rips the sleeve of his shirt to

stem the bleeding, then waits for the Fuke to

make his move. He does- Wallace stands right up

at him and takes him out in a fierce exchange.

INT:
ENGINE ROOM FIRST FLOOR - NIGHT

The cavernous energy center of the ship. Four

storey's high. A cacophony of the brute force of

the engines and the steel walkways that

encircle them.

Chen comes out on the bottom level. All seems

quiet, except for what seems like the distant

hum of human whispering. He moves slowly out

into the open. The place seems empty until

suddenly a shape appears on the metal catwalk

two storey's above. He turns with lightening

speed- points, ready to shoot at...Wallace.

There's a tense standoff. Neither wants to lower

their weapon first. The sound of distant

murmuring grows louder until suddenly the

standoff is ended by a common enemy. Wallace

whips around and sends a fuke who was about

to shoot him flying back against a wall. Chen

suddenly finds a Fuke charging down metal

stairs towards him. He blasts him before he can

get a shot off- the Fukes lifeless body

toboganning down to land at Chen's feet.

One holdout, BLACK EYES, equipped with an AK47

on the top floor will not be taken out. Like some

madman on crack he sprays crazily in every

direction until finally Chen just goes for it

stepping out into the open and pummeling BLACK

EYES with bullets. A pipe behind the Fuke

explodes with steam, enveloping Black eyes who

falls limply onto a vertical crane. Chen and

Wallace relax a beat and then BANG! Black Eyes

is up and charging Wallace. Chen is faster,

spraying him with everything left in his weapon,

hitting and igniting a fuel pipe which spills out

it's fiery liquid setting BLACK EYES aflame. The

dying Fuke grabs onto some hanging rope and in

a last defiant act, swings down the three

storeys all the time firing and coming almost

face to face with Chen before being finally

silenced- his incinerated corpse landing at

Chen's feet.

Wallace scans the area while he descends the

stairs towards Chen. There are no Fukes in sight.

The human murmuring grows louder. Without

speaking, Chen and Wallace move towards the

source of the sounds.

INT:
PASSAGEWAY ANTEROOM - NIGHT

Chen and Wallace move slowly down the few

steps to a heavy steel door beyond which the

sounds seems to emanate. With silent gestures

they work like the partners they've become.

Wallace opening the door and stepping back,

covering Chen as he makes his move.

INT:
PASSAGEWAY - NIGHT

Nothing could have prepared them for what they

find on the other side of the door. There, as far

as the eye can see, running the entire length of

the ship, is the cargo Lee awarded the Fuke's.

Several hundred illegal Chinese immigrants

huddled together in unspeakable conditions,

stuffed into a tiny opening that resemble's an

endless train compartment. Their dark vacant

eyes stare back at the shocked cops who move

cautiously through the passageway. It doesn't

take long for the remaining Fuke's to make their

presence known with a bullet destined for Chen,

and intercepted by the back of an innocent

young male immigrant.

Chen, Wallace and the desperate group of

illegals flatten themselves against the sides of

the corridor. SILENCE

Chen steps out quickly as if to take a shot, but

it's a sucker punch as he immediately tucks

himself back in then out again just in time to

duck the bullet from a Fuke and plant his own

squarely in the gangster's chest.

Chen ducks back behind the steel separators

that occur about every twenty feet in the

passageway. Wallace is one "compartment"

back. A young boy, no more than six years old,

drifts out into harm's way. Wallace reaches out

quickly and pulls him to his side. While Wallace

keeps quard, the kid holds onto his hand and

begins to sympathetically rub his bandage- his

eyes pleading for salvation of any kind. Chen

looks back sees this and Wallace's empathic

reaction to pat the young kid on the head. Chen

hesitates a second, then...

CHEN:

(whisper)

Wallace...

Wallace snaps to. Chen indicates for him to

follow as he sprints out and moves quickly down

the narrow tunnel past the endless collection of

immigrant pawns. We see their desperation not

only in their faces, but in their pathetic little

bundles that contain all their worldly

belongings. They mutter Cantonese pleas.

CHEN AND WALLACE

(Cantonese)

Quiet...quiet.

They come to a stop. Listen a moment to the

silence.

WALLACE:

Maybe that's all of them.

CHEN:

Bobby Vu's here, and he'll never leave without us.

WALLACE:

Without you.

Wallace moves out quickly out into the

passageway as if taunting Vu to make his move.

He stops two compartments down. Chen is one

compartment behind. They exchange looks. Chen

indicates to "stay put".

Wallace peaks out from behind the steel. One of

the oldest women in the hold, a grandmotherly

face of China, motions for

Wallace to come closer.

GRANDMOTHERLY TYPE

(Cantonese)

Come here, boy. Come to me.

WALLACE:

(Cantonese)

What?

GRANDMOTHERLY TYPE

(Cantonese)

I know where they are.

WALLACE:

Where?

GRANDMOTHERLY TYPE

Come here.

Chen watches as Wallace moves out and

approaches the woman. Suddenly the image

goes into hyper slo-mo. We see the woman

mouthing the Cantonese words for "come here".

Back on Chen, there suddenly something wrong.

He looks closely at the old woman, and then,

operating purely on instinct, he races forward.

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