The Fifth Element Page #8

AKNOT:

(tense)

...We are warriors, not merchants!

ZORG:

(humored)

But you can still count. Look...

my fingers.

He holds up four fingers.

ZORG:

...Four stones, four crates... Zero stones...

(yelling)

ZERO CRATES!!!

(to his men)

Put everything back, we're outta here.

AKNOT's warriors turn their weapons on Zorg.

AKNOT:

(icily)

We risked our lives. I believe a

little compensation is in order.

ZORG:

(smiling)

So, you are a merchant, after all.

(to his men)

Leave them one crate. For the cause!

Zorg's men leave a crate and exit with the other three.

76EXT. OUTSIDE ZORG'S WAREHOUSE - DAY

Zorg walks along the street to his limo. RIGHT ARM carries the empty

case.

ZORG:

I don't like warriors! They're too

narrow-minded, no sublety. Worse,

they fight for hopeless causes..for honor!

Honor has killed millions of people but

hasn't saved a single one.

(pause)

You know what -- do I like though, I like killer.

A real dyed in the wool killer. Cold-blooded.

Clean. Methodical. Thorough. A killer, when

he picked up the ZF1, would've immediately

asked about the little red button on the bottom of

the gun.

77INT. HALLWAY ZORG'S WAREHOUSE - DAY

The warriors have all taken a weapon. One of them inspects his ZF1. He

turns it over and notices the little red button. He presses it.

78EXT. OUTSIDE ZORG'S WAREHOUSE - DAY

Behind Zorg, an ear-shattering explosion levels the warehouse.

ZORG:

(impassive)

Bring the priest.

79INT. GARAGE - DAY - OMIT

79A INT. KORBEN'S APARTMENT - DAY

Korben is finishing a Thai meal, cooked by a Thai on his mini restaurant

anchored at the window. The cat eats next to Korben, contented.

KORBEN:

So you forgive me?

The cat meows just as a red light blinks, announcing the arrival of a

message in a glass tube. Korben ignores it.

THAI:

Not going to open?

KORBEN:

I've never gotten a message that wasn't

bad news.

THAI:

How someone strong like you scared from

a message? Is good news I sure!

KORBEN:

The last two messages I got? The first one

was from my wife telling me she was leaving!

And the second was from my lawyer telling me

he was leaving too... with my wife.

THAI:

You right that is bad.. but mathematically

luck must change!

Grandfather say:
"It never rain every day."

This is good news guarantee.. I bet you lunch!

Korben hesitates, then gives the envelope to the Thai, who opens it with

a big smile that fades as reads the contents aloud.

THAI:

...You're fired. Oh!

Korben smiles at him.

KORBEN:

At least I won lunch.

THAI:

Good philosophy..see good in bad..

I like..I prepare number one dessert..

special for you and p*ssy..

The cat meows.

79BINT. CORNELIUS' APARTMENT - DAY

Leeloo is polishing of' an immense pile of dessert as David bangs away at

the computer.

DAVID:

I got it! Everything here we need to

know about Fhloston Paradise Hotel...

and a detailed blueprint of the entire hotel!

CORNELIUS:

Good work, my son. Now all we need is

a way to get there.

The doorbell rings.

CORNELIUS:

I'll get it. Finish your work my son.

Cornelius opens to Right Arm with armed escort.

RIGHT ARM:

Father Cornelius?

CORNELIUS:

My son?

RIGHT ARM:

Mr. Zorg would like a word with you.

CORNELIUS:

Mr. Who?

80EXT. MANHATTAN - OMIT

81INT. HALLWAY CORNELIUS APARTMENT - OMIT

82INT. REFRIGERATION ROOM - OMIT

83INT. ZORG'S OFFICE

Zorg turns to Cornelius.

ZORG:

Zorg. Jean-Baptiste Emmanuel Zorg...

nice to see you again

CORNELIUS:

I remember you now..the so called

art dealer.

ZORG:

I'm glad you got your memory back, Father...

Because you're going to need it...

Where are the stones?

CORNELIUS:

...Why on earth do the stones interest you?

ZORG:

Personally, they are of no interest to me,

I'd rather sell weapons..but I have a customer...

so tell me...

CORNELIUS:

Even it I did know where the stones were

I would never tell somebody like you.

ZORG:

Why? What's wrong with me?

CORNELIUS:

...I'm a priest! I'm here to serve life,

All you want to do is destroy it.

ZORG:

Ah, Father... You are so wrong.

Let me explain...

Zorg leads Cornelius into his inner office.

ZORG:

...would you like a drink?

CORNELIUS:

No thank you.

ZORG:

Follow me.. Life, which you so nobly serve,

comes from destruction. Look at this empty

glass.

Zorg pushes the glass with his finger.

ZORG:

Here it is... peaceful... serene...

but if it is...

Zorg pushes the glass off the table. It shatters on the floor.

ZORG:

Destroyed...

Small individual robots, both free-wheeling and integrated, come zipping

out to clean up the mess.

ZORG:

...Look at all these little things...

so busy all of a sudden.

Notice how each one is useful.

What a lovely ballet, so full of form

and color. So full of..life!

CORNELIUS:

They are robots!

A SERVANT comes in pours water in another glass. Zorg tosses a cherry

into it.

ZORG:

Yes but... by that simple gesture of destruction.

I gave work to at least fifty people today. The

engineers, the technicians, the mechanics. Fifty

people who will be able to feed their children so

they can grow up big and strong. Children who

will have children of their own, adding to the great

cycle of life!

Cornelius sits in silence.

ZORG:

Father, by creating a little destruction,

I am, in fact, encouraging life! So, in

reality, you and I are in the same business!

CORNELIUS:

Destroying a glass is one thing..killing people

with the weapons you produce is quite another.

ZORG:

Let me reassure you Father..I will never kill

more people in my entire life than religion has

killed in the last 2000 years.

Zorg smiles, holds up the glass and takes a drink.

Unfortunately, he chokes on the cherry. Unable to breathe, Zorg starts

to panic.

CORNELIUS:

(mocking)

Where's the robot to pat your back?

Zorg falls, writhing, on his desk, inadvertently hitting buttons which

trigger a slew of little mechanisms. They pop out all over the desk.

True chaos reigns. Even a cage appears, holding a Souliman Aktapan, a fat

multicolored beastie, PICASSO, who seems surprised to be out in daylight. He

licks his half-dead master in thanks. Cornelius gets up and walks around

the desk. Zorg motions for help.

CORNELIUS:

Can I give you a hand?

Cornelius whacks him on the back. The cherry comes flying out. Zorg

regains control of himself. GUARDS come running in.

ZORG:

You saved my life... So, I'm going

to spare yours.

(to the GUARDS)

Throw him out!

The GUARDS throw Cornelius out.

CORNELIUS:

You are a monster, Zorg!

ZORG:

(complimented)

I know...

The GUARDS drag Cornelius out of the office.

ZORG:

...Torture whoever you want, the

president if you have to but I want

those Stones. You have an hour.

Right Arm salutes and hurries out of the office.

84EXT. MANHATTAN STREET - OMIT

85INT. ZORG'S OFFICE - OMIT

86INT./EXT. STREET / TAXI - OMIT

87INT. REFRIGERATION ROOM - OMIT

88INT. ZORG'S OFFICE - DAY - OMIT

89INT. HALLWAY - OMIT

90INT. REFRIGERATION ROOM - OMIT

91INT. TAXI - OMIT

92INT. ROOM - DAY - OMIT

93INT. TAXI - OMIT

94INT. ROOM - DAY - OMIT

95INT. TAXI - OMIT

96INT. SHAFT - OMIT

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