The Mummy Page #3

O'CONNELL

How'd a guy like you end up in the

Legion anyways?

BENI:

I got caught robbing a synagogue. Lots

of good stuff in them holy places; churches,

temples, mosques, and who's guarding them?

O'CONNELL

Altar boys?

BENI:

Exactly! I speak seven languages,

including Hebrew, so my specialty was

synagogues. How about you? Kill somebody?

Beni trips and accidentally tackles O'Connell to the ground. O'Connell

gives him a nasty look.

O'CONNELL

No, but I'm considering it.

They get up and run out the gate and down the stone ramp

BENI:

What then? Robbery? Extortion?

Kidnapping!

O'CONNELL

None of the above, thank you

BENI:

Then what the hell are you

doing here!?

They both skid to a stop at the front line as they see the horde of

warriors.-The SOUND of CHARGING HORSES is deafening. O'Connell gives Beni a

big cheesy smile.

O'CONNELL

I was just looking for a good time.

And that's when the cowardly Legionnaire Colonel suddenly panics, cuts and

runs. O'Connell instantly stiffens.

O'CONNELL

Oh sh*t Steady!

Gives the men around him courage. But onward comes the horde Hoofs pounding

the sand. Several more Legionnaires take off.

O'CONNELL

STEADY!

(to himself)

What the hell am I sayin'?

The Tuaregs let loose with those horrifying oooo-loo-loog SCREAMS. More

Legionnaires haul-ass. Beni is one of them.

O'CONNELL

STEADY!!

(to himself)

What the hell am I doin'?

The Tuaregs set their rifles and take aim. O'Connell steels himself, c*cks

and locks. The cartridge in his mouth suddenly snaps, he spits it into the

sand. Another BEAT. And then--

O'CONNELL

FIRE!

The Legionnaires on the ground FIRE. The rifles report with a CRASH. The

BLAST blows dozens of Tuaregs clean off their mounts. The prone

Legionnaires quickly begin to reload.

O'CONNELL

FIRE!

The kneeling Legionnaires FIRE. More Tuaregs bite the sand. The remaining

warriors OPEN FIRE. THUNDER and SMOKE rip the hot air. A third of the

Legionnaires are killed instantly.

O'CONNELL

FIRE!

The remaining standing Legionnaires FIRE. Tuaregs spin off their mounts.

Crash to the sand. And then the entire Tuareg force plows into the ruins

and through the Legionnaires. O'Connell grabs the barrel of his rifle and

starts CLUBBING riders off their steeds, fighting like a man possessed.

Beni on the other hand, is bellycrawling across the sand, whimpering in

full retreat as Legionnaires fall dead all around him. He crawls through

the front gate.

O'Connell throws his rifle down and goes for his guns. He cross-draws, gun

in each hand, starts blowing riders off their mounts.

Beni crawls faster, and then he spots an open TEMPLE DOORWAY amongst the

rocks. He gets up and sprints for the door as the last of the Legionnaires

are shot off their feet behind him. O'Connell's guns go empty.

O'CONNELL

Son-of-a-b*tch.

He turns and runs like hell, right through the front gate. Four Tuareg

warriors on massive Arabians haul-ass after him. O'Connell hurdles a stone

column, hits the ground running. He spots Beni inside the Temple doorway,

trying to close the heavy sandstone door.

O'CONNELL

Hey! Beni! Wait up!

Beni has no intention of waiting up, he pushes harder.

O'CONNELL

What are ya doing?! Wait up!

O'Connell runs faster. Beni pushes harder. The four Horsemen LEAP the big

column and CHARGE after him. HOOFS POUNDING.

O'CONNELL

Don't you close that door!

DON'T YOU CLOSE TRAT DOOR!

Beni closes the door just as O'Connell reaches it. O'Connell SLAMS his body

into the door. It doesn't budge

O'CONNELL

I'm gonna get you for this!

He turns and bolts off around the rocks. Running for his life, weaving

through the ruins. The Arabians getting closer and closer. The POUNDING

hoofs getting LOUDER and LOUDER. O'Connell finally spins around and faces

his attackers. The four massive horses crash to a stop in front of him.

The vicious Tuaregs raise their rifles to finish him off. O'Connell just

stands there, exhausted and beaten, then he slowly lifts his right hand and gives them the bird.

And that's when the horses go ape-sh*t. All four of them REAR UP. Two of

the Riders are THROWN to the ground. The horses SCREECH and BELLOW and

SNORT in fear, then buck like fury and haul-ass away as if the devil

himself had scared them. The thrown Riders get up and race off after their

mounts.

O'Connell just stands there, stunned, then he lifts his right hand and

checks out his middle finger. And then he feels the evil himself, and turns

around. --The shattered, decrepit statue of Anubis stares back at him.

Suddenly, the sand begins to shift under O'Connell's feet. He starts to

back away, keeping his eyes on the transforming sand, it looks like huge

snakes are wiggling and writhing beneath it, forming lines and shapes,

--drawing a picture. O'Connell quickly turns and runs off through the

ruins. The sand stops moving, and we can now see that, drawn in the sand,

is a picture of IMHOTEP'S SCREAMING FACE.

EXT. RIDGE - DAY

Up on a ridge, A GROUP OF RIDERS watch O'Connell stumble clear of the

decrepit city. O'Connell feels their presence and looks up. Very different

from the Tuaregs, they have BLUE TINTED SKIN and faces covered in strange

PUZZLE-TATTOOS. The Mumia. Still watching Imhotep's grave after all this

time.

The MUMIA LEADER is a huge, fierce Man in black robes, with dual scimitars

across his waist. His face is both handsome and horrible, blue and

tattooed. Meet ARDETH BAY. His dark eyes watch O'Connell stagger off into

the open desert ........

EXT. CAIRO - DAY

Cairo, a city so old the stars have actually changed their positions in the

sky since it's birth. A city teeming with every form of life. A strange,

mysterious, wonderful city. WE SUPERIMPOSE it's name across the SCREEN:

CAIRO:

INT. CAIRO MUSEUM OF ANTIQUITIES - DAY

Deep in the bowels of the museum lie the STACKS. Rows upon rows of towering

bookshelves. Filled with literature on the Antiquities. Standing at the top

of a tall ladder between two of these rows and leaning against one of the

bookshelves, is a rather uninteresting British GIRL: eye-glasses,

hair-in-a-bun, long boring dress, your typical prudish nightmare. This is

EVELYN CARNARVON. We're going to fall in love with her.

Evelyn pulls a book out from a stack under her arm, blows the dust off it,

then places it on a shelf with other books whose titles all begin with the

letter "O". Then she grabs another book out from under her arm and reads

the title.

EVELYN:

Tuthmosis? .... Now how did you get up here?

Carefully, so as not to lose her balance, she looks over her shoulder to

the bookshelf behind her, where all the titles begin with the letter 'TO.

Then she looks down. It's a long way to the bottom. Evelyn gently sets the

other books down on the top shelf, then turns and gingerly starts to reach

across the aisle with the Tuthmosis book. It's a little too far, so she

stretches, reaching, holding the top of the ladder with

her fingertips, she's almost got it, closer now closer.

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