The Terminator Page #16

SILBERMAN:

(glancing around)

Sorry.

C.U. - SARAH staring at the empty screen.

SARAH:

(turning)

So Reese is crazy.

SILBERMAN:

In technical terminology,

he's a loon.

SARAH:

But...

Vukovich hands her something that looks like umpire's

padding.

VUKOVICH:

Sarah, this is body armor.

Out TAC guys wear it. It'll

stop a 12 gauge round. This

other individual must've had

one under his coat.

Sarah want to believe him. God help her if he's wrong.

SARAH:

But what about him punching

through the windshield?

TRAXLER:

(shrugs)

Probably on PCP, broke every

bone in his hand and won't feel

it for hours. There was this

guy once that...

Vukovich cuts him off with a gesture and sits beside Sarah

on the bench.

VUKOVICH:

Why don't you just stretch out

here and get some sleep. It'll

take your mom a good hour to get

here from Redlands.

SARAH:

I can't sleep.

VUKOVICH:

Go ahead. You're safe. There're

thirty cops in this building.

SARAH:

Okay.

She lays her head on a wadded up blanket as everyone

leaves the office.

CUT TO:

159A INT. CORRIDOR

Vukovich pauses outside the door, lost in thought. Traxler

studies him for a second.

TRAXLER:

What?

(pause)

Ed, come on...the guy's a

wacko.

Vukovich glances up.

VUKOVICH:

(quietly)

He'd better be.

CUT TO:

160 INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT FOYER - NIGHT 160

Silberman can be seen through a glass partition next to

the bullet-proof glass booth enclosing the NIGHT DESK

SERGEANT'S counter. The Sergeant hits a button and there

is a loud BULL-CLACK. The electric bolt on the security

door opens and Silberman steps out.

As he exits the station, he passes Terminator just coming in

the front door. He glances at the pale apparition in cap

and dark wrap-arounds, but goes on.

Terminator approaches the Desk Sergeant who barely glances

up when he speaks.

TERMINATOR:

I'm a friend of Sarah Connor.

I was told she is here. Can

I see her, please?

SERGEANT:

You can't see here. She's

making a statement.

TERMINATOR:

Where is she?

SERGEANT:

(laconically)

Look. It's gonna be a while.

You wanna wait. There's a

bench.

Terminator steps back, scanning the booth, the electric

door, the rooms beyond.

TERMINATOR:

I'll come back.

He turns and walks out through the front doors.

ANGLE PAST DESK SERGEANT, F.G. - ON FRONT DOORS, the officer

is absorbed in paperwork, not watching as a pair of lights

get BRIGHTER outside the doors. RAPIDLY. He glances up

at the last second as the glare falls fully on him. CRASH!

Several cops and late night loiterers scatter as a car

smashes into the foyer. It blasts through the sergeant's

booth, crushing him in the wreckage.

CUT TO:

161 INT. DIVISION HQ/VUKOVICH'S OFFICE 161

Sarah, lying on the couch, jerks awake as the crash

REVERBERATES through the building. She sits up, bleary-

eyes.

CUT TO:

162 INT. DIVISION HQ/CORRIDOR 162

Through the hole in the splintered wall we see Terminator

leap out of the car.

He vaults the hood and smashes through the debris of the

wall.

Leaps to the corridor floor in a shower of plaster fragments.

He brandishes the AR-180 like a pistol in one hand, the

.38 in the other.

The shotgun dangles at his side on a shoulder sling.

LOW ANGLE DOLLY, preceding him as he starts down the

corridor.

ANGLE ON LOUNGE DOORWAY as TWO COPS run into the hall,

one carrying a cup of coffee.

Terminator fires a burst from the assault rifle.

ANGLE ON COPS - They are flung backward in a spray of

coffee and plaster.

CUT TO:

163 INT. DIVISION HQ/VUKOVICH'S OFFICE

Sarah is alert now with growing alarm. The sound of

GUNFIRE is faint...but unmistakable. Her expression

shows the dawning certainty of what is happening.

CUT TO:

164 INT. DIVISION HQ/CORRIDOR 164

Terminator steps over the bodies of the two cops without

breaking stride.

OVER HIS SHOULDER, MOVING WITH HIM as he walks down the

hall. Comes to a door. Tries it. Locked.

Kicks it in.

A DESK COP, drawing his gun, sprints for cover.

ANGLE ON TERMINATOR raising the AR-180.

CUT TO:

165/FX INT. DIVISION HQ/OFFICE - TERMINATOR'S POV165/FX

In computer-enhanced vision we see the cop dash around a

corner in SLOW MOTION. As he disappears behind the wall

an ANIMATED OUTLINE OF HIM is still visible...a PROBABILISTIC

EXTRAPOLATION OF HIS MOTION. There is a target cross-

hair following the figure.

CUT TO:

166 INT. DIVISION HQ/OFFICE - BEHIND WALL 166

The wall erupts with a volley of shots beside the running

cop and he is flung OUT OF FRAME.

CUT TO:

167 INT. VUKOVICH'S OFFICE 167

Shots are echoing in the hallway as Vukovich whips open

the door, startling the hell out of Sarah.

VUKOVICH:

Stay here.

He turns the locking knob and slams the door.

Leaving her alone.

She flinches as more SHOTS SOUND. CLOSER.

CUT TO:

167A INT. CORRIDOR 167A

Terminator rips the cover off the station's main electrical

panel. He pulls loose the hose-like 440 volt

incoming line and feeds it directly into the lighting

circuit.

All down the corridor the overhead fluorescent units

explode, showering sparks and glass.

The building is plunged into darkness.

Arcs SPUTTER and FLARE, lighting the corridors strobo-

scopically.

CUT TO:

167B INT. VUKOVICH'S OFFICE 167B

Sarah's terror skyrockets when the ceiling lamp explodes

and the office goes black.

CUT TO:

168 INT. CORRIDOR 168

Through the smoke and emergency spotlights Terminator moves

forward, inexorably.

A door behind him opens. A COP fires, hitting him in

the shoulder. Terminator fires straight-arm with the .38

without slowing, killing the cop, then fires down the

corridor with the assault rifle.

CUT TO:

169 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM 169

Traxler leaves the other detective to guard Reese, who is

still handcuffed to the chair.

TRAXLER:

(exciting)

Watch him.

The door closes.

An instant later a chair smashes over the detective's

back, just as he is turning toward his prisoner.

Reese is on him, scrabbling for the keys.

CUT TO:

170 INT. CROSS CORRIDOR 170

Traxler is running down the hall through smoke and the

wild strobing of electrical fires as Vukovich steps

out of an armory room. He tosses Traxler an M-16 and

they run on.

CUT TO:

171 INT. MAIN CORRIDOR171

Terminator stops before another door. He BLASTS the lock

with the riot-gun. Flings open the door, scanning.

Moves on.

He is hit twice, chest and leg.

Firelight flickers from an office doorway as he passes.

CUT TO:

172 INT. VUKOVICH'S OFFICE 172

Sarah scrabbles for a place to hide in the darkened room

but it's so tiny. Behind the desk. She crouches unable to

Rate this script:5.0 / 1 vote