Total Recall Page #13
- R
- Year:
- 1990
- 113 min
- $119,000,000
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The other agents are fearful, don't want to proceed. Quail ignores
107A CLOSE - QUAIL'S FACE
As he enters. We read awe, shock and fascination on his features. He
approaches something we can't see. His hand reaches out.
Suddenly, a bolt of incredible powerful energy flashes out, striking
Quail like a bolt of lightning.
WHITE LIGHT.
105INT. LAST CHANCE SALOON - NIGHT
Quail and Melina are dancing. The faceted mirror ball on the ceiling
become the --
WHITE LIGHT.
106INT. BEDROOM - DAY
Melina watches from the bed as Quail dresses. She rises, with only the
sheet around her, tries desperately to make Quail stay. Plainly he
wants to, but he can't. They kiss lingeringly; then Quail, as if
"called to duty," exits.
WHITE LIGHT.
108INT. DETENTION CELL - WINDOWLESS
Quail alone, hands bound, in a holding chamber. Suddenly, the door
opens and THREE BEEFY E.I.O. AGENTS enter. They grab Quail to haul him
out. Quail battles them with amazing skill and resourcefulness. With
his bound hands he SLUGS ONE MAN, hurling him into a wall; he RABBIT-
PUNCHES a second man with a two-handed blow and KNOCKS HIM
UNCONSCIOUS. The third man sneaks around behind Quail and DROPS HIM
WITH A BLACKJACK to the back of the head.
WHITE LIGHT.
109INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - WINDOWLESS
Quail on his back, all four limbs pinned by some futuristic version of
"the rack," his head held imobile by a FEARSOME DEVICE similar to the
one we glimpsed on Earth, in the van the two agents tried to shove him
into.
Several DOCTORS stand over him. INTO FRAME moves... Cohaagen!
Cohaagen orders the doctors to attach electrodes to PROBES already
inserted into Quail's brain. As they turn up the power, Quail's face
contorts in a grimace of agony --
ORACLE HEAD'S VOICE You have seen your past. Now read the future...
WHITE LIGHT.
110INT. SURREAL TUNNEL - DAY OR NIGHT
The same scene we saw during the film's OPENING SEQUENCE.
A man wearing a LIGHT-WEIGHT THERMAL SUIT races through a LABYRINTH OF
TUNNELS. The GROUND TREMBLES beneath him, as if in an earthquake.
EXPLOSIONS rumble deep in the ground below him. Suddenly we realize --
the man is Quail
INSERT - CLOSE - QUAIL
He throws a backward glance over his shoulder, fearfully, as he runs.
Suddenly a BRILLIANT WHITE LIGHT floods in from ahead of him; he puts
up his hands to protect his eyes -- and sees his hands are SPLATTERED
WITH BLOOD!
Quail runs even faster -- ahead the BRILLIANT LIGHT seems to promise
safety. He battles toward it. SOUNDS OF EXPLOSIONS increase, building
urgency. Up ahead, emerging from the light, HANDS REACH OUT TO HELP
QUAIL. He seems almost to safety. But just as he REACHES THE HANDS --
TWO GUNSHOTS RING OUT!
SHOCK CUT TO:
111INT. KUATO'S INNER SANCTUM - NIGHT
Quail awakens with a jolt. White as a sheet... sweating like he's just
run ten miles. Then: a transformation seems to come over him. He LOOKS
-- and SEES:
KUATO slumped across the cushions -- MELINA beside Kuato -- BENNIE
standing holding a smoking GUN trained on Kuato.
MELINA (rushes to Quail) Charles! Are you all right?
Quail stares at her, as if an entire bank of lost memories were
suddenly clicking back into place --
MELINA (continuing) He kept dragging you deeper and deeper into the
trance! We couldn't wake either of you!
BENNIE You stopped breathing!
Quail gives Bennie that same eerie look, then turns to Kuato, who is
sprawled motionless across the pillows, a curl of smoke rising from two
entry wounds in his spine.
QUAIL Why did you kill him? It was the next bit I really...
BENNIE No choice, boss. It was him or you.
Quail lunges across the pillows to Kuato's unbreathing form. Quail
shakes the ancient mystic, trying to find a last flicker of life.
Kuato's body is dead white. Quail releases his grip; he about to give
up when --
A MUFFLED CHOCKED SOUND comes from behind Kuato's neck. It's the Oracle
Head! Quail instantly rolls Kuato's body over. The Head is still alive!
Quail bends closer, kneeling.
ORACLE HEAD (whispers) -- the vengence you seek... and the salvation of
Mars... are waiting for you in the crown of the Sphinx. (sags, gasping)
The Oracle Head lets out a LONG SIGH and goes limp, a small trickle of
blood oozing from the corner of its mouth.
BENNIE Phobos and Demos! What was that all about?
Quail ignores him, still kneeling -- deep in thought -- over the Oracle
Head.
MELINA Are you okay?... Charles? Doug? Whoever?
Quail reaches out and closes the Oracle Head's tiny eyelids. Melina and
Bennie exchange a glance. Then:
QUAIL:
Stands. For a moment his back is to Melina and Bennie. Then he turns.
He has become a different man. His eyes gleam. He is forceful,
purposeful, contained. Once again the ace E.I.O. agent. Melina senses
immediately that this is the man she knew before
QUAIL (even his voice has changed) I'm fine... only I'm not Doug -- I'm
Charles Hauser... and I know everything Hauser knew.
He turns to Bennie
QUAIL (continuing) Bennie, where's your depot?
BENNIE (working it out) Well... you go outta here... take a left, then
down past the first... no second... water bureau you...
QUAIL (briskly) Can you get us there?
BENNIE No problem.
MELINA But why?
QUAIL We're going to the Sphinx.
He strides off. The others follow, still full of questions.
BENNIE Impossible, man. Guards everywhere.
MELINA The Oracle... what did you learn?
QUAIL Only everything. I've got total recall.
They are now heading down the stairs toward the street.
114EXT. STREET - EARLY MORNING
Quail, Melina and Bennie make their way through the crowds to Bennie's
depot. The streets are even busier then before - people are now
beginning to evacuate the city. Everyone is carrying their possessions
- bundles, suitcases, pets, etc., etc. The loudspeaker vans are still
touring and broad- casting the same message.
Bennie indicates a building on their left.
115INT. CAR POOL - EARLY MORNING
Bennie and Melina follow Quail as he walks up and down the rows of
vehicles in the vast building. There are bull- dozers and ore haulers
as well as solar taxis.
BENNIE We'll never get near the Sphinx! They'll blow us apart!
Quail ignores him as he continues to mumble to himself. He rapidly but
carefully inspects each vehicle as they pass. Camera tracks rapidly
with them.
MELINA What are we doing, Charles? For God's sake, tell us.
QUAIL The Sphinx... it's not some useless artifact, it's a machine
built by some alien race eighteen millions years ago. The same race
that built the on one Earth... for the same purpose.
He stops in front of a large, odd-shaped vehicle with a large scoop or
propeller on the front.
QUAIL (continuing) This is what we need.
He begins to climb in; the others follow.
BENNIE (referring to the Sphinx) It's a hunk of old stone, man.
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