The Fifth Element Page #18

KORBEN:

Yeah, I know... to save the world... but

right now all I want to do is save Leeloo.

CORNELIUS:

Leeloo's in trouble?

KORBEN:

When is she not in trouble?

CORNELIUS:

Uh.. Have you tried the Diva's suite?

Korben realizes that Cornelius in probably right.

228INT. FHLOSTON PARADISE LANDING DOCK AND GARAGE

The ZFX200 settles in the landing dock garage. SECURITY POLICE approach

the ship just as Zorg in getting out holding the ZF1.

POLICEMAN:

More trouble?

ZORG:

Nothing I can't fix myself.

He brings up the ZF1 and wipes out the garage.

229INT. DIVA'S SUITE

Korben enters the Diva's suite which is in shambles. He looks

everywhere, but finds nothing.

230INT. AIRSHAFT

Leeloo lies in a pool of blood. She hears something below her.

231INT. DIVA'S SUITE

Exhausted, Loc Rhod wipes his forehead and finds himself face to face

with the bomb stuck on the wall.

Korben in busy looking for Leeloo.

KORBEN:

(loudly)

Leeloo?

Up in the airshaft, Leeloo has heard him.

LEELOO:

Korben...

Her voice is too weak, Korben can't hear her.

LOC RHOD:

Korben man... what the hell is this?

Korben gives the bomb a prefunctory glance.

KORBEN:

A molecular bomb.

Three minutes left on the timer.

LOC RHOD:

(increasingly worried)

And, uh, what're these numbers clicking

by?

CORNELIUS:

Probably the time remaining before it

explodes.

Cornelius smiles and continues his search.

LOC RHOD:

(weak smile)

You're just saying that to scare me! Right?

If it was a bomb, an alarm would've gone off.

There's bomb detectors in all these hotels!

A general alarm goes off. Loc Rhod is crushed.

232INT. MAIN HALL

The lights flicker.

VOICE (O.S.)

This is a Type A alert. For security reasons

the hotel must be evacuated. Please proceed

calmly to the lifeboats located in the main

hallways.

A wave of panic engulfs the hall. The cops are unable to hold back the

crowd as it stampedes to the exits.

233INT. CORRIDOR

Zorg marches down the corridor shooting everyone in his path.

234INT. DIVA'S SUITE

Loc Rhod stands paralyzed in front of the flashing timer. Less than two

minutes left.

LOC RHOD:

Maybe we oughta be going,

what do you think?

KORBEN:

Not without Leeloo.

Loc Rhod cannot take his eyes off the bomb.

LOC RHOD:

Like D-Man, I hate to bother you but uh,

like, we're down to 2 minutes here...

Korben breathes out, bothered. He turns his attention to the bomb.

KORBEN:

It's the latest model.. I've never seen one

before... it works off a magnetic coded

card... Let's see if I can rig it up.

235INT. AIRSHAFT

Leeloo sticks her fingers out one of the bullet holes and lets some of

her blood drip down.

The blood splats on Korben's hand. He snaps his head up and knows

immediately who is up there. He forgets about the bomb.

LOC RHOD:

Hey! What are you doing? The bomb!

Korben drags the desk over, jumps on it and pokes his head in the torn up

airshaft He spots Leeloo who gives him a weak smile.

KORBEN:

Don't worry, I'm here now!

He pulls her toward him, helps her out of the shaft and stretches her out

on the desk.

KORBEN:

Just relax. I've got the Stones.

Everything's going to be fine.

30 seconds left on the timer.

LOC RHOD:

(falling to pieces)

Like Korben, can I have 30 seconds of

your time here?

KORBEN:

(to Leeloo)

I'll be right back.

Korben dashes over to the bomb. He is stopped by the barrel of the ZF1.

Zorg, in person, holding a magnetic card.

ZORG:

(smiling)

Allow me...

Zorg slips a small magnetic card in the bomb, it starts to count down

from 5 minutes.

ZORG:

Just for the fun of it.

Loc Rhod faints.

ZORG:

Well, what do we have here? Is this

Korben Dallas? The famous winner of

the Gemini Croquette contest?

Or is this Korben Dallas from Special

Section sent by old Lindberg himself.

Korben doesn't reply.

ZORG:

...In any event, whoever you are,

I was glad to meet you.

Zorg fires at Korben who figures he is dead. Nothing. Zorg tries again.

Nada. The clip is empty. Zorg starts to panic.

ZORG:

...A 3000 round clip! I didn't fire off

3000 rounds... did I?

KORBEN:

Don't you know how to count.

It's not all that hard. Watch!

Korben punches him square in the face, shows him his index.

KORBEN:

One! That's for trying to kill me!

Second Punch.

KORBEN:

Two! That's for firing me! Three!

That's for pushing around a priest!

And the rest is for what you did to

my wife!

Korben pummels him mercilessly.

236INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE

President Lindberg prefers closing his eyes. Munro's shoulders move as

if he were beating on Zorg.

237INT. DIVA'S SUITE

Zorg falls to the floor, beaten to a pulp. The timer clicks over to 3

minutes.

KORBEN:

We're outta here!

He picks Leeloo up in his arms.

Cornelius grabs Loc Rhod and gives him a resounding slap.

LOC RHOD:

Are you nuts, Father? That hurts! I

can't feel my teeth.

CORNELIUS:

Doesn't matter all you need are your

legs.

238EXT. FHLOSTON PARADISE - NIGHT

The lifeboats launch from the hotel and fly out into space.

239INT. FHLOSTON PARADISE LANDING DOCK GARAGE

Korben, carrying Leeloo, Cornelius and Loc Rhod are in the garage.

VOICE (O.S.)

Two minutes to complete evacuation...

Korben bursts the lock on the first ship he finds and enters followed by

Cornelius and Loc Rhod. The ZFX200.

240INT. DIVA'S SUITE

Zorg starts to come around.

241INT. ZFX200

Korben sets Leeloo down.

242INT. DIVA'S SUITE

Zorg picks up his ZF1, unaware of the bomb and the countdown.

ZORG:

I didn't fire three thousand rounds...

243INT. ZFX2O0 COCKPIT

VOICE (O.S.)

One minute to total evacuation...

LOC RHOD:

You know how to fly this thing?

KORBEN:

(concentrating)

It's like a cab isn't it?

VOICE:

30 seconds...

KORBEN:

Anyone know how to release the lines

on this crate?

244INT. DIVA'S SUITE

Zorg is busy with the ZF1 when the bomb starts to BEEP signaling the last

ten seconds. Zorg is terror stricken. He pushes a button and holds the

ZF1 over his head.

ZORG:

(loudly)

Maximum Protection.

A mauve-colored magnetic shield closes around Zorg like an indestructible

sarcophagus.

245INT. ZFX200 COCKPIT

Cornelius and Loc Rhod are bent over the buttons looking for a way to

release the lines.

VOICE (O.S.)

6... 5...

KORBEN:

Found it?

Loc Rhod searches frantically.

LOC RHOD:

I don't even know what I'm looking for!

KORBEN:

F*** it! Hold tight!

Korben slams the throttle into full forward. The ship roars away ripping

the lines to shreds.

Loc Rhod is thrown to the rear of the ship.

CUT TO:

The counter goes 1... 0

-The suite disintegrates - The corridor is consumed.

-The main hall is no more.

246EXT. FHLOSTON PARADISE

The ZFX200 jets away as the enormous oceanliner explodes behind it.

247INT. ZFX200

The ship stops shaking. That was a close one. Everyone's relieved.

KORBEN:

Solid little jobs, aren't they?

LOC RHOD:

(broadcasting, exhausted)

Dear listeners, your favorite DJ is alive and

kicking. It's seven o'clock and time for the

news. Tune in tomorrow for another adventure.

VOCODER (O.S.)

Beep. End of transmission.

Loc Rhod lets out a huge sigh.

LOC RHOD:

(to the others)

The best show I ever did!

Rate this script:4.0 / 3 votes