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Kirill's finger tightens on the trigger...

As soon as the bus passes he FIRES!

But Xander's not there, he's ducked down to tie his shoe.

CRASH! The glass door behind him shatters. Feigning surprise,

Xander PUNCHES PETRA IN THE FACE and sprints down the block.

He runs bent low, the parked cars protecting him from the

sniper. Kirill fires anyway, taking out car windows.

At the end of the block is a long staircase with a METAL

RAIL down the middle.

As he runs by an outdoor restaurant Xander snatches the

SERVING TRAY from a startled WAITER, sending food and drink

flying.

He hops on the serving tray like it's a skateboard and does

a RAIL-SLIDE down the length of the stairs. He's moving too

fast for Kirill.

He jumps off at the bottom and the tray POPS UP INTO THE

AIR.

Kirill BLASTS it like a clay pigeon.

By now Xander is out of sight. Kirill pounds his rifle in

frustration.

Petra gets to the top of the stairs. She gives Kirill a "Where

did he go?" look. Her nose is bloody, helping to sell her

performance.

Then she turns and looks off after Xander. She sees his GTO

speeding away.

FADE TO:

EXT. NORWEGIAN FJORDS - LATE AFTERNOON

We're looking down at a SHIP moving through the fjord, seen

from high above. It's towing a SMALLER BOAT behind it. An

airplane? No, we're at the top of the Trollveggen, Norway's

legendary "Troll Wall". It's a near 5,000 foot sheer drop to

the ocean.

Six figures stand at the edge of the barren cliff. They wear

webbed "squirrel" jumpsuits, helmets and parachutes. On each

thigh they have pistols and on their chests they have silenced

MP-5 sub-machine guns. Together they stare down at the ship.

Petra is among them. She looks down at her watch. It is

precisely 5:
59PM. She glances around. The top of the cliff

is rocky and flat. Xander is nowhere to be seen.

FIFTY YARDS AWAY - we see Xander sneaking forward military

style. He's got his "stakeout suit" on and is keeping low.

HE CHECKS HIS WATCH: "6 PM"

The members of Anarchy 99 put on their goggles and, without

saying a word, they leap off the Troll Wall.

Xander runs to the edge and looks down. He sees the group

freefailing down the sheer cliff face.

XANDER:

Very nice.

The six plummet away from him at incredible speed. In a hard

arch, they peak at 120 m.p.h.

Then, using the webbed wings under their arms and between

their legs, they go into aerodynamic "track" positions and

rocket away from the wall.

Like dark angels, they soar out over the water in formation.

ON THE SHIP BELOW --

The ship below is a scientific research vessel. On the deck,

a few SAILORS and SCIENTISTS watch the sun set.

The six dark figures close in rapidly.

At the last moment they pull their chutes and deftly glide

towards the ship.

A sailor looks up and spots them.

Before he can shout, he's SHOT IN THE LEG and goes down.

Seconds later, they're on the deck, tearing off their rigs.

They race across the deck, taking over the ship in a surgical

manner. They herd everyone back heading for the bridge.

Petra hangs back. She looks back at the cliff, up towards

Xander.

XANDER'S P.O.V.

Through his SUPER BINOCULARS we see them storming the bridge.

As they head inside, they disappear from view.

Xander hits a button on the side of the binoculars.

XANDER:

Let's see what's going on inside...

"PENETRATOR" P.O.V.

Now he can see THROUGH THE WALLS OF THE SHIP.

He sees THE CREW, herded into a room and LOCKED IN by Anarchy

99.

INT. SHIP - LATE AFTERNOON

Anarchy 99 seals the door, locking the crew away. They slap

five and bump chests, still totally amped up.

EXT. SHIP - LATE AFTERNOON

ANGLE ON - a LARGE SUBMERSIBLE VEHICLE. It's white and twelve

feet long. There are MOTORS on either side and a PANEL OF

SOLAR CELLS on the top of a periscope-like projection rising

from the back.

This is the AHAB DEVICE. It sits in the WET WELL at the back

of the ship, ready to be launched out the back sea doors.

YORGI:

Ready the boat.

There is a SMALLER BOAT moored to the back of the ship.

Kirill and Viktor hop onto it's deck. They start to WHISTLE

as they work. Sounds like the "Andy Griffith" theme.

XANDER'S BINOCULARS P.O.V.

He takes DIGITAL PHOTOS of the Ahab device.

XANDER:

What the hell are you guys stealing?

BACK ON THE SHIP

The smaller boat is launched and ready to do. Yorgi goes to

the WET WELL CONTROLS and hits a switch.

The aft doors open, letting water into the wet well. In

seconds Ahab starts to float. Anders loosens it from it's

moorings and they TIE AHAB TO THE BACK OF THE SMALLER BOAT.

KIRILL:

Ready.

Yorgi hits another switch, opening the BALLAST DOORS on the

port side of the ship. Air flows out, causing the ship to

list to one side.

PETRA:

What are you doing?

YORGI:

It all happened so fast. Such an

unfortunate accident.

Yorgi MACHINE GUNS the wet well control panel.

YORGI:

Let's go.

They climb onto the boat. Petra is the last to board. She

looks up towards Xander and MACHINE GUNS the panel some more,

making sure he notices.

XANDER'S P.O.V.

He sees the smaller boat pulling away, the Ahab device being

towed behind. He pans over and ZOOMS IN on the shot-up control

panel.

XANDER:

What the hell...?

He pans over to the wet well and sees it's flooding.

With the ballast open on only one side, the ship starts

LISTING. The thing is going down.

He pans over, clicks into "penetrator" mode, and sees the

Crew pounding on the walls below decks. They're trapped,

their WRISTS AND ANKLES BOUND WITH PLEXI-CUFFS.

EXT. TOP OF TROLL WALL - LATE AFTERNOON

Xander puts down the binoculars and gets up.

XANDER:

No way, man, no way. I'm just supposed

to be an observer. Aw sh*t. This job

sucks.

He pats his jumpsuit, checking for the buckle.

XANDER:

Toby Lee Shavers, if this thing don't

work, your ass is kicked.

Xander steels himself, takes a few deep breaths.

Then he sprints to the edge and JUMPS off the cliff...

And that's it. He's gone. One mile, straight down.

Suddenly we're falling with him.

We hear the rush of air as he free-falls a dozen feet from

the craggy rock face.

The force of the wind ripples his cheeks.

He streamlines himself into a track position and jets away

from the cliff like Superman.

Before he gets too low, he RIPS THE BUCKLE.

Immediately his jumpsuit TEARS OFF HIS BODY in MULTIPLE

LAYERS, unfurling into a full sized PARASAIL.

Xander looks up at his parasail, relieved, and glides towards

the ship.

EXT. SMALLER BOAT - LATE AFTERNOON

Petra spots the parasail and has to act quickly to keep Yorgi

from spotting it. She grabs him suddenly and KISSES him.

YORGI:

What was that for?

PETRA:

I'd forgotten how exciting it is

working together.

YORGI:

You've been so quiet lately, Petra,

I thought you no longer cared.

PETRA:

Why don't we go below decks and work

off some of this adrenaline.

YORGI:

(smiles)

Viktor! Stay the course.

Yorgi kisses her again and heads to the cabin below.

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