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INT. THE UNDERGROUND - MAIN HUB - MOMENTS LATER
The platform is next to the walkway with Huxley and the other
Undergrounds. Spartan walks straight off.
SPARTAN
Phoenix is after Cocteau, we need
to go.
FRIENDLY
(from behind)
You're not going to stop him, are
you?
Spartan stops and turns around. A beat passes.
SPARTAN
I am. Because I have to.
FRIENDLY
But you're not a fan; he's an
asshole. He deserves to die.
Beat.
SPARTAN
No-one deserves to die. Everyone
has the right to end their life
naturally, but some people can't
seem to grasp that. Even Cocteau.
HUXLEY
Because he's a great man.
SPARTAN
No he's not.
(to Friendly)
Too many people have died, and it
can't be the answer. I promise you
that I'm going to string Cocteau's
ass in public so everyone can see
what a sleezeball he is, but not
yet.
Friendly gives Spartan a look of confusion. His nose is
bleeding.
FRIENDLY
I don't agree.
Remaining silent, Spartan turns and holds his stomach as
Huxley rushes to his aid.
HUXLEY
John Spartan, are you really sure
that Dr. Cocteau's life is in
danger?
SPARTAN
My cop hunch is kicking in, but
it's probably due to the fact he
told me.
HUXLEY
Oh.
(beat)
You're in no shape to go after
Phoenix again! You might suffer an
Unsanctioned Life Termination, and
and more extraneous bodily
injuries...
She looks at him.
HUXLEY (CONT'D)
But that's what cops do, don't
they? They put themselves on the
line - even when they know they
won't come back.
SPARTAN
No.
(beat)
I'm coming back. And I'm gonna be
dragging Phoenix kicking and
screaming.
(smiles)
Let's go.
They walk off. Then, CUT TO:
INT. COCTEAU'S OFFICE - EVENING
Cocteau sits at his desk, looking something on computer
screens when off-screen, the sound of his doors opening are
heard.
COCTEAU
(not looking up)
Not now, Bob.
PHOENIX (O.S.)
Guess again.
Cocteau JUMPS up, seeing Phoenix standing there, holding a
shotgun.
PHOENIX (CONT'D)
(glancing at gun)
Amazing what Edgar Friendly's world
allows you to get in such a small
amount of time, isn't it?
Registering this, Cocteau looks to the gun and calms down.
His smug satisfactory smirk appears on his face.
COCTEAU
We've been through this before. You
can't shoot or hurt me. So it's
incredibly redun-
The CHANDELIER above him CRASHES down on his desk! Smoke
comes from the shotgun's nozzles.
He JUMPS back out of his chair, staring at the new crash site
in front of him.
PHOENIX
Now if you were just a little bit
forward, then you'd be dead. It's
like setting a car on fire that you
and a bunch of other people are
inside. You'll die indirectly.
The smile on Cocteau's face has left the building. Uncertain
fear has moved in.
COCTEAU
Y-you can't possibly believe that
method of thinking will work, do
you?
INT. HUXLEY'S VEHICLE - SAME TIME
Huxley drives the car. She's obviously speeding.
EXT. RANDOM STREET - SAME TIME
Huxley's vehicle overtakes several cars at once.
INT. COCTEAU'S OFFICE - EVENING
PHOENIX
Well if I'm honest,I'm looking
forward to finding out.
He reloads the gun.
COCTEAU
But you're not programmed to hurt
me!
PHOENIX
(spitting)
YOU CAN'T REPROGRAM THE MIND!
COCTEAU
I beg to differ. San Angeles is
working out fine.
PHOENIX
People deserve to be able to kill
each other and have sexual
intercourse. Because I believe
that's banned, isn't it?
COCTEAU
(nods)
Yes.
PHOENIX
(laughs)
That because you can't get any,
Raymond?
COCTEAU
(beat)
Are you going to try and kill me or
is this a question and answer
session?
PHOENIX
Oh I'm just curious.
Cocteau sighs.
COCTEAU
Sex crimes have been reduced. The
lack of sexual diseases. There's no
rape - -
Gun cocks.
PHOENIX
Never could stand rapists. They
make me shiver.
COCTEAU
Imagine a world where there is no
crime. There is no rapists. No
guilt. You can find fun elsewhere
due to the reprogramming from the
CryoPrison!
Phoenix listens to this. A long silence follows.
EXT. COCTEAU INDUSTRIES - SAME TIME
During this, the car pulls up outside Cocteau industries.
Spartan and Huxley walk out. Spartan looks guilty, then uses
the Glo-Rod on Huxley and catches her.
He places her in the car before whispering something in her
ear. He places the Glo-Rod in his belt and then reveals a
gun. It's the same one he got from Taco Bell.
He checks the ammo. Fully loaded.
SPARTAN
Send a maniac to catch a maniac.
He walks to the building.
INT. COCTEAU'S OFFICE - SAME TIME
Phoenix is listening. Then smiles.
PHOENIX
One problem. You see, guilt is a
choice. Remorse is not a luxury but
an optional extra that's given away
free when God made us.
COCTEAU
God never made you who you are. I
did.
PHOENIX
(shakes head)
I always was a twisted
motherfucker. You just upgraded me.
He SHOOTS the wall next to Cocteau. Cocteau does the sane
thing and RUN, quickly deciding to run up the left staircase,
using the rail for support.
Phoenix SHOOTS at the hand rail and it breaks! Cocteau NEARLY
loses his footing but continues up the stairs.
PHOENIX (CONT'D)
(sighs)
You could've fell and broken your
neck, Raymond! You need to be
playing along!
Phoenix RUNS up after him, aiming a gun towards the upper
platform, which is made of glass.
PHOENIX (CONT'D)
(still singing)
And trust me, I'm beginning to like
how dangerous glass can be!
He SHOOTS the ground by a book case and it RIPS through the
glass floor, toppling of the book cases over and sliding over
the rail onto the office below.
Phoenix aims the gun in the air and starts shooting the
chandeliers on the ceiling, causing them to crash to the
ground. It's raining glass.
Cocteau cowers, ducking the hail of glass.
Phoenix SHOOTS the floor and he JUMPS over the rail onto the
office WHEN
Cocteau FALLS to the side section along with SEVERAL
bookcases.
He lands, and then slowly moves as books rain on him.
Followed by a BOOKCASE.
The bookcase is stopped by the inner wall of the staircase.
But Cocteau is nowhere to be seen under a pile of books.
Phoenix stares at the rubble, a hopeful smile on his lips.
SPARTAN (O.S.)
Sorry to break up the workplace
meeting.
Sharp 180. Shotgun now aimed at Spartan who has a gun aimed
at Phoenix.
PHOENIX
Are we still gonna do this? Or are
you going to man up and actually
kill me?
SPARTAN
Well why don't you kill me then?
End all this. End years of
bloodshed that's still to come.
PHOENIX
Save the buildings you've yet to
demolish?
SPARTAN
And the people you're going to
hurt. The people you'll kill.
PHOENIX
Thought about it, but it's just too
fun! I just can't explain it, but
just ending lives...why the fuck
are we still talking?
He THROWS his gun down.
Spartan throws his.
They get ready.
PHOENIX (CONT'D)
I'm so gonna kick your ass. And I'm
going to enjoy it.
SPARTAN
Not today!
Spartan LEAPS forward, and Phoenix COUNTERS with a blow to
the stomach -
Which Spartan GRABS and SWINGS it around and connects with a
blow to the face. Screaming in pain as his left arm strikes.
Phoenix looks up. Lip split.
He goes for a KICK but Spartan ducks and TACKLES him to the
ground - punching him in the face and sliding across several
pieces of broken glass near to the shatter raised level.
Phoenix grabs Spartan's left arm and TWISTS it. Hard.
Behind them, there's movement of books as Cocteau slowly
begins to crawl out.
Spartan now SCREAMS in pain and Phoenix THROWS him over head,
landing on the toppled bookcase.
Phoenix stands as Spartan lies on the bookcase, his left arm
near dead.
PHOENIX
C'mon then. Kill me. Kill me. You
know you want to, sweetie.
SPARTAN
I'm better than you.
PHOENIX
Keep telling yourself that John.
He RUNS at Spartan
THEN
Spartan lifts his leg up and KNOCKS Phoenix OVER!
THROUGH the big glass window!
Phoenix turns - -
- and is GRABBED by Spartan's LEFT ARM!
Phoenix looks down. There's a huge hundred feet drop down a
waterfall below him.
PHOENIX (CONT'D)
Haha! Go on John! You know you want
to!
Spartan is STRUGGLING.
SPARTAN
No...I'm not killing you Phoenix!
Phoenix laughs THAT laugh. Intent in his eyes.
PHOENIX
Maybe, John but I know that I can
get to you.
Toothy grin.
PHOENIX (CONT'D)
Until we meet again, John!
He quickly fishes out a KNIFE
AND
STABS John's LEFT HAND!
John LETS GO.
And Phoenix FALLS!
SPARTAN
PHOENIX!
And he vanishes in a torrent of water...
Spartan turns around, sitting up for a few moments. Unable
able to say anything.
Meanwhile, Cocteau gets to his feet. Barely. There's a huge
cut on his head.
He notices Spartan.
COCTEAU
Well that's one problem sorted.
Spartan SNAPS, and DARTS across to Cocteau and SLAMS him
against the desk.
SPARTAN
Listen to me you sick, sick fuck!
You brought him here to save your
twisted vision and now he could
create more damage than you ever
have realised!
COCTEAU
What proof is there of that
accusation, John Spartan?
Spartan pauses then lets go, unsure how to answer. He looks
down, noticing there's still a knife in his left hand.
SPARTAN
I'll get it.
COCTEAU
You won't last long enough. Now
that Phoenix is dead.
SPARTAN
No-one's dead until there's a body.
He walks off, leaving Cocteau to stand there.
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.
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 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 body 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. There
needs closure. I need closure.
COCTEAU (O.S.)
I'll take his word, George Earle.
Cocteau slowly walks 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.
EARLE (CONT'D)
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.
The camera is in the air revealing 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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