EXT. COCTEAU INDUSTRIES WATERFALL - LATER

               On a small grassy bank - the floating battered body of
               PHOENIX appears. Unconscious. Battered. Bruised. Bloody. The
               way down wasn't very smooth.

               Several pairs of FEET come into frame, quickly lifting
               Phoenix - revealing some broken bones.

               One of the men, a SCRUFFY LOOKING INDIVIDUAL looks shocked.

                                   SCRUFFY MAN
                         Oh my God...it's him!

               Another man, TALL AND LEAN, shares the reaction.

                                   LEAN MAN
                         Oh my God...it was him. You were
                         right! Minister Benjamin was right!

               The other men start to mutter amongst themselves.

               Another set of footsteps. These below to a tall black man.
               Clean shaven with short hair. He where a long black overcoat
               with a white collar. Priest-like. On his chest is a dark red
               symbol of a bird. A phoenix.

               He has a smile on his face. This is MINISTER BENJAMIN
               CEREMONY.

                                   CEREMONY
                             (excited)
                         He has returned! The Phoenix has
                         returned!

               He looks around.

                                   CEREMONY (CONT'D)
                         We must go. The SAPD will be here
                         any moment and our years of waiting
                         will have been for nothing!

               The men nod and begin to lift Phoenix up, slowly taking him
               away.

                                   CEREMONY (CONT'D)
                         Yes...yes, he has returned.

               Off his excited features, FADE TO:

               EXT. COCTEAU INDUSTRIES WATERFALL - LATER

               And now there's a TEAM of police men all doing several things
               at once as they're combing the area.

               Garcia is wading through some water, with distaste on his
               face.

                                   GARCIA
                         This traversing through water to
                         search for suspects is incredibly
                         uncomfortable.

               On the bank, Lamb just looks down at him.

                                   LAMB
                         Stop your complaining and do some
                         work!

               Garcia takes a deep breath and continues wading. Lamb shakes
               his head and walks towards Earle who's surveying the area.

                                   LAMB (CONT'D)
                         I don't think we'll find anything
                         here, Chief.

               Earle stares at the make-shift garden and the waterfall. He
               then slowly looks up. Behind him Spartan (with a hastily
               bandaged left hand) limps up behind him.

                                   EARLE
                         There's no way that anyone could
                         survive a descent at that height.
                         I'm presuming that Simon Phoenix is
                         dead.

               Spartan then hobbles towards Earle.

                                   SPARTAN
                         You can't just give up like that
                         Chief!

                                   EARLE
                         I don't see why the water hasn't
                         just gone off into the underground
                         sewage system.

                                   SPARTAN
                         Because we would've found it by
                         now!
                             (beat)
                         He either survived or someone took
                         his body.

                                   EARLE
                         I'm sorry, Spartan but this attempt
                         to stop your inevitable return to
                         the CryoPrison will not work.

                                   SPARTAN
                             (beat)
                         What?

               Sarcastic 'huh' from Earle.

                                   EARLE
                         Oh please, you've done your job
                         now. Phoenix has been stopped...

                                   SPARTAN
                         Chief - if there's no body then
                         there's no job complete. The only
                         way that I can rest is when Phoenix
                         is found...be it dead or alive - I
                         need closure. I deserve closure.

                                   COCTEAU (O.S.)
                         I'll take his word, George Earle.

               They both turn to see Cocteau slowly walk towards the both of
               them.

                                   COCTEAU (CONT'D)
                         I think that despite the damage,
                         which wasn't his fault, that John
                         Spartan should be given the -
                             (deliberate emphasis)
                         - closure that he deserves.

               He gives Spartan a cheerful smile, filled with an underlying
               chill.

                                   COCTEAU (CONT'D)
                         John Spartan, The Demolition Man,
                         has saved my life twice now. I feel
                         an-almost gratitude.

               Spartan stares daggers at him.

               Earle, however, is at loss for words.

                                   EARLE
                         I-I'm sure we can arrange that.

               Continuing to stare, Spartan hardly moves.

                                   SPARTAN
                         Thank you.

               Immediately he slowly begins to walk away.

                                   EARLE
                         Wait, Spartan! I expect a report on
                         all this!
                             (beat; frustrated)
                         And you need to be seen by a - -

               Spartan just jumps into a SAPD car and shuts the door.

               In the distance, a reawakened Huxley sees this and runs after
               him - but the car drives off. Her face is slightly distant.

               Earle storms into shot.

                                   EARLE (CONT'D)
                         Do you know where he's going? 

                                   HUXLEY
                             (quiet)
                         I don't, sir.

               Sighing, Earle heads to another open car, sitting in the
               seat.

                                   EARLE
                         L-7, track John Spartan.

                                   L-7
                         Error. John Spartan cannot be
                         tracked. Corrupt code. Code may be
                         damaged.

                                   EARLE
                         What?

               He looks to Huxley.

                                   EARLE (CONT'D)
                         Do you know where he's going?

               Huxley looks to Earle, then her distant face gradually comes
               closer - and she SMILES. Off this, CUT TO:

               EXT. TERRITORY HIGH SCHOOL - EVENING

               A modern high school, shut for the day. 

               SITTING on top of the cop car is Spartan, staring at the
               school.

               Behind him, another car pulls up and Huxley walks out,
               climbing (with a bit of a struggle) to the roof and sits next
               to Spartan.

                                   HUXLEY
                         I had a feeling you'd be here.

                                   SPARTAN
                         How about everyone else?

                                   HUXLEY
                         Your code was broken by the knife
                         wound. I said you went home. You'll
                         have to have another though as you
                         heal...

               She smiles. Spartan doesn't turn to face her.

               Spartan stares at the school.

                                   SPARTAN
                         Considering the history, I'd never
                         thought that it'd be a school.
                             (sighs)
                         Huxley, this is the place John
                         Spartan the cop died along with
                         thirty innocent people.

               He points to the school. Or the place that the school is.

                                   HUXLEY
                             (looking down; admission)
                         I know. I sort of did a
                         dissertation on you on my final
                         year of the academy. Your era just
                         felt so exciting, so liberating.

                                   SPARTAN
                         It wasn't, trust me.

                                   HUXLEY
                         Thirty people died, but how many
                         would have been killed if all those
                         arrests and criminals that you took
                         off the streets still did what they
                         did and were never caught? I mean,
                         you rolled the streets, John
                         Spartan.

               Spartan pauses, blinks.

                                   SPARTAN
                         "Rolled the streets?"

                                   HUXLEY
                         Is that not the saying?

                                   SPARTAN
                         Don't you mean "ruled the streets?"

                                   HUXLEY
                             (sheepishly)
                         Yes...
                             (sighs)
                         But without you here, how many
                         people would've died here?

                                   SPARTAN
                         Phoenix wouldn't even be here if I
                         wasn't here.

                                   HUXLEY
                         But he may have killed people who
                         helped shaped this world. The whole
                         future is shaped by people and the
                         lives they touch. Seeing one act of
                         kindness by a stranger you will
                         never meet again could have amazing
                         repercussions on other people's
                         lives.

                                   SPARTAN
                         But they can have negative impacts
                         as well.

                                   HUXLEY
                         I don't believe that. I believe
                         that negatives are just positives
                         that are taking a long time to
                         charge. Without the devastating
                         Earthquake of 2010 none of this
                         would be here.
                             (smiles)
                         You've got a lot to do here.

                                   SPARTAN
                         Before I get shoved back in the
                         fridge.

                                   HUXLEY
                         See, I think you're a valuable
                         member of the San Angeles Police
                         Department. The longer you're here -
                         the better this place will become.

               He looks at her, smiles a little.

                                   HUXLEY (CONT'D)
                         We can be a team, you know. The
                         ruthless experienced past warrior
                         and the perky yet sophisticated
                         present day heroine...fighting
                         crime side by side while tracking
                         Simon Phoenix...

                                   SPARTAN
                             (rolls eyes)
                         It was for your own good.

                                   HUXLEY
                         But we have team vibes going on! I
                         could've helped you!

                                   SPARTAN
                         You would've been killed.

                                   HUXLEY
                         Then teach me. Teach me how to not
                         be killed in a fight.

               Spartan laughs.

                                   SPARTAN
                         Maybe, maybe.

               He eases up a bit, Huxley too.

               The frame PULLS back, leading upwards, showing more of the
               school and the city behind it.

                                   HUXLEY (O.S.)
                         So do you think you'll like the
                         future?

                                   SPARTAN (O.S.)
                         I dunno yet. Plenty of buildings to
                         demolish, though.

               She laughs.

               The camera is in the air - the CITY OF SAN ANGELES, or part
               of it is now IN VIEW. The beautiful architecture and
               futuristic looks makes for a great view.

                                   SPARTAN (O.S.) (CONT'D)
                         And what's with those three
                         seashells in the bathroom?

               On that:

                                                             BLACK OUT.

                                    THE DEMOLITION MAN

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