The Terminator Page #15
the skin of his forearm.
His expression is one of mild concentration.
E.C.U. - FOREARM, as he pulls back a large flap of skin to
reveal a complex trunk of SHEATHED CABLES AND HYDRAULICS.
They slide as he moves his fingers.
RESUME MEDIUM, as Terminator uses a rag to wipe away the
blood. With small screwdrivers he begins to patiently dis-
assemble the damaged mechanism around the 12-guage hit.
CUT TO:
153 INT. DIVISION HQ/INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT 153
The room is small, furnished with only a table and two chairs.
Reese, his arms handcuffed behind him, sits opposite Dr.
Silberman. Behind Silberman is a large mirror. A DETECTIVE
leans against the wall.
SILBERMAN:
So. You're a soldier.
Fighting for whom?
REESE:
With the One Thirty Second
under Perry, from '21 to '27--
SILBERMAN:
(interrupting)
The year 2027?
CUT TO:
154 INT. OBSERVATION ROOM 154
Vukovich and Traxler are seated in the dark room, watching
Reese, B.G., through the two-way mirror. Just behind the
glass is a VIDEO CAMERA ON A TRIPOD, aimed at Reese, and
a CART holding a SMALL MONITOR and VIDEOCASSETTE RECORDER.
REESE:
(through speaker)
That's right.
TRAXLER:
(quietly, to
Vukovich)
This is f***ing great.
CUT TO:
155 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM 155
REESE:
Then I was assigned Recon/
Security, last two years,
under John Connor.
SILBERMAN:
And who was the enemy?
REESE:
SKYNET. A computer defense system
built for SAC-NORAD by Cyber
Dynamics. A modified Series
4800.
SILBERMAN:
(gravely)
I see. And this...computer,
thinks it can win by killing
the mother of its enemy, kill-
ing him, in effect, before he
is even conceived? A sort of
retroactive abortion?
REESE:
Yes.
CUT TO:
156 INT. OBSERVATION ROOM 156
Traxler snorts and grins.
TRAXLER:
(to Vukovich)
That Silberman just crack me up.
(pause)
He had this guy in here last week
who set his Afghan on fire.
Screwed it first, then set it on--
VUKOVICH:
(leaning forward)
Shut up.
CUT TO:
157 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM
REESE:
...it had no choice.
The defensive grid was
smashed. We'd taken the
mainframes...
We'd won. Taking out
Connor then would make no
difference. Skynet had to
wipe out his entire exist-
ence. We captured the lab
complex. Found the...what-
ever it was called...the
time-displacement equipment.
The Terminator had already
gone through. They sent two
of us to intercept, then
zeroed the whole place.
Sumner didn't make it.
SILBERMAN:
Then how are you supposed to
get back?
REESE:
Can't. Nobody goes home.
Nobody else comes through.
It's just him and me.
CUT TO:
E.C.U. - TERMINATOR, in profile, showing his lacerated eye.
He is close to a mirror, practically touching it, staring
intently.
MACRO - X-ACTO KNIFE lying on the dresser. Terminator's
fingers lift it. CAMERA TILTS TO FOLLOW as it rises to
his face, holds TIGHT ON left eye.
With a smooth motion the knife point enters the eyeball
and cuts away the ruins sclera and cornea, as well as part
of the damaged eyelids.
He wipes with a rag to clear the electronic eye's vision.
Revealing the faintly glowing lens mechanism, suspended in
a chrome socket by tiny servos.
The eye whirs quietly as it tracks.
SEQUENCE OF SHOTS, showing various repairs.
Terminator's right hand, its wrist SUTURED crudely, holds
a needle and sewing thread and starts to work on abdominal
wound out of frame below.
He slips a glove over the damaged hand.
A motoring cap over the blistered scalp.
A fresh shirt to hide his body wounds.
This is followed by a new overcoat.
C.U. - TERMINATOR, contemplating his reflection in the
mirror. With the hat pulled down, the collar pulled up,
and favoring his right profile he looks unhurt...though
a bit gaunt and pale.
A turn of his head brings the balefully glowing left eye
in its metal socket into view.
He slips on a pair of tight, wrap-around sunglasses.
FULL SHOT as he goes to the bed and flips up the stained
mattress. He picks up the Remington 12 gauge, the AR-180
and the .38 off the springs and leaves by the fire escape.
CUT TO:
159 INT. VUKOVICH'S OFFICE - NIGHT 159
TIGHT ON VIDEO MONITOR showing Reese in the Interrogation
Room.
REESE:
(recorded)
...It's just him and me.
CUT WIDE revealing Sarah, Silberman, Vukovich and Traxler
watching a monitor sitting amid incredible paperwork clutter
on a desk top.
SILBERMAN:
(recorded)
Why didn't you bring any
weapons? Something more
advanced. Don't you have
ray guns?
Traxler, standing in the back, grins and nudges Silberman,
who nods appreciatively.
TIGHT ON REESE'S RECORDED IMAGE - He glares at Silberman.
ON SARAH, as Silberman's voice is heard.
SILBERMAN:
(recorded)
Show me a piece of future
technology.
REESE:
(recorded/con-
trolling his
hostility)
You go naked. Something about
the field generated by a living
organism. Nothing dead will go.
SILBERMAN:
(recorded)
Why?
REESE:
(recorded)
I didn't build the f***ing
thing.
SILBERMAN:
(recorded)
Okay. Okay. But this...
(consults his
notes)
cyborg...if it's metal...
REESE:
(recorded)
Surrounded by living tissue.
SILBERMAN:
(recorded)
Of course.
The real Silberman put the tape on "PAUSE".
SILBERMAN:
(excited)
This is great stuff. I could
make a career out of this guy.
You see how clever this part
is...how it doesn't require a
shred of proof. Most paranoid
delusions are intricate...but
this is brilliant.
He starts the tape again.
SILBERMAN:
(recorded)
Why were the other two women
killed?
REESE:
(recorded)
lost in the war. The computer
Connor's mother. Her name.
Where she lived, just the city.
No scanner pictures. The
Terminator was just being
systematic.
C.U. - REESE, ON SCREEN, as he goes on.
REESE:
(recorded, con-
tinuing)
You've heard enough. Decide.
SILBERMAN:
(recorded)
I'm afraid that's not up
to me.
REESE:
(recorded/voice
rising)
Then why am I talking to you?
Get out.
ON SARAH, DOLLYING SLOWLY IN TO C.U. as we hear Reese
begin to shout.
SILBERMAN:
(recorded)
I can help you...
REESE:
Who is in authority here?
C.U. REESE, ON SCREEN, as he looks straight at the camera.
REESE:
(recorded)
You still don't get it.
He'll find her. That's
what he does. All he does...
MEDIUM ON VUKOVICH, gesturing to Silberman, who is near the
machine, to kill it.
REESE:
(recorded, con-
tinuing)
You can't stop him. He'll
wade through you...
C.U. - REESE, ON SCREEN, rising partway out of his chair,
yelling.
REESE:
(recorded, continuing)
...reach down her throat, and
pull her f***ing heart out...
The screen goes black.
Vukovich has cut off the tape.
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