The Power of One Page #25

PK goes topping end over end. Botha gets a hand on him

and lifts him from behind. He flings PK over the bar.

PK hits the floor, stunned. Botha pulls at the bar

trying to get at PK.

He rocks the bar and rocks the bar as PK is trying to

regain his bearings. Finally, with one tremendous rip,

the bar comes away from its bolting. Botha pulls it

aside.

PK rises just as Botha moves in. PK hits him three

solid shots to the stomach but Botha hardly feels

them. He grabs PK and starts to squeeze him again.

Face to face, Botha's crazed eyes watch the life

fade from PK's.

217 CLOSEUP 217

PK's eyes going blank.

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218 PK 218

151.

diving off a waterfall into the turbulent water below.

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219 BOTHA 219

squeezing harder, breaking PK's concentration.

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220 PK 220

swimming, exhausted, climbs on a rock, one more in

front of him. He dives into the water again.

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221 BACK TO SCENE 221

The crowd yells and screams as Botha squeezes harder.

Odds are called out. Blood starts to trickle from

PK's mouth.

VOICE #1 (V.O.)

He's dead. He's dead.

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222 PK 222

as he swims to the last stone. He reaches it and

struggles on top. He stands on the stone, trimphant.

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223

BOTHA 223

squeezing again, bellowing.

PK opens his eyes, draws his head back, and butts

Botha in the face. Botha's nose shatters. The grip

slackens a bit. PK hits him in the face again. Botha

drops PK to the floor as he screams at the unbelievable

pain. Blood pours from his nose.

224

PK 224

catches his breath and is on Botha. He throws three

hard punches to his face. Enraged, Botha howls and

swings at PK. PK goes underneath his arm and hooks

three times into the ribs. Botha grunts, hurt. He

swings again with the other hand.

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225 INT. PRISON BOXING ROOM - CLOSEUP - GEEL PIET 225

GEEL PIET:

First with the head, then with the

heart. Little defeat big when

little is smart.

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226 PK 226

pounds into Botha's ribs under another wild swinging

punch by the giant. Botha shouts and keeps advancing,

swinging. PK backs up, peppering him, leading him

forward. Left-right. He punishes Botha for each punch

the big man throws, but always backing up. Botha, half

blind, spitting blood follows.

The crowd screams for him to move side to side. The

betting changes fast and furious.

PK glances over his shoulder to the cement wall behind

him. He takes two more steps and then fires two jabs

at Botha's face and then stands stock still. Wild with

anger, Botha throws a huge right hand to PK's head.

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227 CLUB 227

coming down on Maria's head.

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228 PK 228

At the last moment PK sidesteps. Botha's hand smashes

into the cement wall. His hand shatters into a hundred

pieces. The pain is so immense he is rendered helpless.

PK doesn't waste a second. He starts banging away at

Botha with hard, fast combinations.

PK:

Want to see the wages of hate?

Botha feels the punches. He steps back, faltering.

PK pursues him.

PK:

Here. Here is what hate gets you.

PK hammers away, punching with each word, harder and

faster.

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PK:

For my chicken. For Geel Piet.

For Doc. For Mandoma. For Maria.

Botha is out on his feet.

PK:

For Africa.

PK unleashes a final pjnch -- the hardest one he ever

threw. It catches Botha square in the jaw. Botha

goes over onto his back like a tree falling.

The crowd outside screams and yells with delight. Money

changes hands.

PK collects himself and steps over Botha. He unbolts

the door and steps outside.

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229 EXT. BAR 229

The crowd goes silent as PK emerges. The crowd parts.

PK, looking neither right nor left, begins to walk away.

PK (V.O.)

I knew as I walked out of the

mines, out of Africa, that I

wasn't fleeing. That one day

I would return. Inkosi

Inkosikasi was right. I was a

man for all Africa. Bound to

her by my spirit. Bound by my

dreams. And Africa had taught

me the lesson I would take out

into the world and one day bring

back. Great changes can come from

the power of many. But only when

the many join together and create

what is invincible. The Power of

One.

ZOOM OUT as PK continues walking out of the camp and

toward tomorrow.

FADE OUT.

THE END:

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