"ROBOCOP" (1987)

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location
  • INT 103
  • EXT 45
  • UNKNOWN 18
time
  • DAY 1
  • NIGHT 9
  • UNKNOWN 156
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1

EXT DETROIT SKYLINE -- NIGHT -- GOING DOWN FAST

past four monolithic skyscrapers that rise above this c,.-umblingindustr-ialcit/, do ..ninto:

~ THE OAF:~-STREETS DETROIT

OF OLD -- A TURBOCRUISER

-- <stubby police car-sbuilt ovar-t..intur-bines>rolls thr-ough the bad part of town at 3 a.m. No..the back-up car- appear-s,t..oblocks behind the lead car, Spotlights play acr-oss alleys, storefr-onts, a cr-umblingMoonCor-p billboar-d that promises: a.a TAX CREDIT ON 20 YEAR FAMILY CONTRACTS!

3

INT BACK-UP TURBOCRUISER -- UNIT 217

T..ocops, FREDERICKSON and CONNORS, monitor an impr-essiva array of electr-onics. Readouts pump cop infor-mation. These guys ar-e dr-essedfor heavy urban cr-ime: Padded body suits, high-impact plastic chest armor, sleek helmets. Up ahead, the lead car·• brake lights flare.

4

EXT GUTTED STORE FRONTS -- A SHADOW

moves along a ..all. These cops ..orktogether every night.

COP TALK <VO, ComLinkl Gotta rabbit running East on Hoover ••• So check it out ••• Roger, chickenshit, sir, over-•••Relax, pal, we got you on the grid, .•

The lead car takes off, turning a corner.

5

INT TURBOCRUISER 217 -- CONNORS

watches the point car tur-n the corner on his center position Hunter Map. The cars appear as glowing r-ed dots on a moving city grid. Frederickson drives.

FREDERICKSON
See anything, Alcott?

ALCOTT <VO, ComLinkl Yeah .•.It's a woman•••

Conner-s looks at Frederickson.

6

INT LEAD TURBOCRUISER -- UNIT 143

ALCOTT and DUFFY are sharing a pr-ivatejoka. Duffy chokes back laughter.

ALCOTT
Jesus, pinch - Duffy. Am I crazy or is •h• stark raving nakwd?
DUFFY
She"s holding• sign••• uh••• it says ••• •Fr- Blow Jobs.•
7

INT TIJRBOCRUISER 217

Fr•derickson and Connor• are skeptical now.

ALCOTT <CDOIL.inkl Oh my God! Fr•derickson, it'••·· It·• your wife!

Alcott and Duffy"s laughter comes over the ComLink. Connors giggles and Frederickson rolls his eyes. The laughter stops abrubtly in• shout of terrible surprise and a rush of static.

B ON THE COl'IPUNAP- THE RED DOT

that was Unit 143 burst• suddenly, covering the scrMm and filling the cockpit with

9

RED LIGHT - CONNORS

looks at Fr.cterickson. Frederickson hits the gas.

10

EXT STREETS -- TIJRBOCRUISER 217

blasts around the corner, lights blazing and sirens yelping, and then cotn1tsto a audden atop.

11

INT TURBOCRUSIER 217

Frederickson and Connors are frightened by what they see. Connors un•n•p• the riot gun from the d•sh.

12 UP AHEAD

TurboCrui••r 143 burns end belches bleck ■190ke. The •r910r"edbodiesof Duffy •nd Alcott spill into th• street.

FREDERICKSON
Unit 217 requesting back-up and MadiVac ••• Officars down•••

DISPATCHER leo..Linkl Unit 217 all evailabl ■unit• pr ■sent ly an9ag■d ••• proc-d as pri..ry contact unit ••• PlediVecraqu..t ecknaw- Iac:t11ac:t.

13 CONNORS

scowls, pissed, and hits th• door.

CONNORS
Come on... I· 11cover you.
14

EXT TURBOCRUISER 143 - THE COPS

get out of th• car. Frederickson heads far th• burninQ car. Connors aoves to the aiddl• of the str-t, turninQ in slow circles, checking doorways and windows and rooftops with the bayonet-■ounted flashlight an his riot gun.

15 FIRE

reflects in Frederickson·• visor•• he leans dONn close to Duffy. It's clear now that Duffy is a WOflllan.

CONNORS
Duffy?
FREDERICKSON
De•d.

Frederickson moves quickly to

16 ALCOTT

He"s still alive but in convulsive shack, shot through the chest. He's not going to ..k• tt.

17 CONNORS

moves in tighter circles, faster, getting nervous.

CONNORS
Come on, man. Let·• get the hell out of here.

Ka- CHUNK! Connors pivots, leveling his riot gun. A five shotgun barrage cuts him down.

18 FREDERICKSON

comes up shootinQ. Muzzle flashes illuminate dark ahapes that cla•• in an hia. He·• hit in th ■ leg but h■ atuabl•• ta th• TurbaCruts.,- and draQs himself inside.

19

INT TURBOCRUISER 217 FREDERICKSON

fires the turbines as he close• the door. Nonitars and re•daut·• respond. He •1••• inta drive and laoka up.

20 THE WINDSHIELD

explodes into shards.

::1 EXT STREET -- FOLLOW EXF'ENSIVEBLACK BOOTS

that walk past Connors' body, past• gangmember, EMIL, who shakes a spray paint can, past another gangmember, LEON, who puts a gun to Alcott·s head and stops his convulsions.

22 CLARENCE BODDICKER

walks past the smoldering wreckag• of TurboCruiser 143. He·s a tough guy with gl•sses; very smart, very mean.

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INT TURBOCRUISER 217 -- CLARENCE LEANS IN

Frederic~son is spaced out, blinking. Clarence smiles. He h•s t:harm.

CLARENCE
How ya feelin'?

Frederickson turns slowly to look at Clar ■nce. The right half of his face is badly damaQed.

CLARENCE
Go back and give your cop friends a message: St•y out of Old D•troit.

Clarence shoves the car into drive with th• muzzle of his autoload. Frederickacn struggle• to st•er. The car moves away slowly, drunkenly, leaving behind

24 CLARENCE AND HIS GANG

Clarence shoulders his autoload. Emil, the youngest, sprays huge numbers on dead cops•••29 •••30•••31. JOE snaps his fingers and STEVE lights a Camel. BOBBY picks *** up Connor's riot gun and tosses it to DOUGIE. A police car burns behind them.

25

INT TURBOCRUISER =17

Frederickson is terrified. Ha's dying and he knows it.

FREDERICKSON
Officer needs assistance ••• sector GK2 •••_officer needs as&istance in Old Detroit .•• Aw•.•Jasus .••I'm fucked up•••
FADE TO BLACK

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High energy news music over slick montage of modern Detroit featuring the cheerful faces of co-anchors JESS PERl<INS and CASE'fWONG. The hypttr,up-beat NARRATOR says, "This is MediaBreak. You gi,1eus three minutes and we·11 gi,1eyou the world!"

27 JESS PERl<INS~ CASEY WONG

Jess, 33, is cool blond, very poised, and all business. Casey, 38, Eurasian, suit and tie, flat-top haircut and lots of teeth stares straight at us with a fixad lock of concern.

CASEY
Good morning. I'm Casey Weng with Jess Perkins and th••• are toclay·s top stories. Pratoria. Th• threat of nuclear confrontation in South Africa ascallated today when the white military government of that besieged city stat• unveiled a French-made neutron bomb and affirmed its willingness to use the 3 magaton device as the city·s last line of defense.

28 RON MILLER'S ANGRY FACE

He's mobbed by REPORTERS as he leaves his offica at City Hall. Two aides follow carrying boxes.

JESS <o.s.> Ron Miller called it quits today, relinguishing his City Council seat after being denied a recount in one of the closest elections in this city's histo,-y.

29 TIGHT ON CASEY WONG

Understat~d concern, just the facts. Bahind him, mini- *** cam footage of last night's massacl"ein Old Oetl"oit. Th,-ee cop gl"aphicsma,-ked out by la,-ge,-ad )(''s.

CASEY
The police death toll in Old Oatl"oit ,-oseto 31 today when th,-•• officel"S wel"ekilled and one Cl"itically in- ju,-ed in an exchange of gunfil"a Just befol"edawn. Jess?

30 JESS PERKINS

smiling ~n l"eference to a live action clip f,-amadbehind

her. Thr ■eDOl'1EKIDSpound out digitel R&B on slaek guitars •nd k ■ybo•rds. B■hind thetath■ lunar-■• shin ■• through thick 9lass windows ••• th ■c•-r• work is --•tttur.

JESS
And, or course, there·• th■ story of the enterprising lunar t-n• Nho ■ tartedtheir DNn TY station.
CASEY
Uh-oh, sounds lik• co11tpetition•••
(chuckle> We'll be back.

31 COMMERCIAL 1

The curves of a WOMAN becom• th• curvas of a car. "It's back•••" we·r• moving around an enor1noussl..k s ■ctan. Dual exhaust, mirror paint. "Big is back!• The Wa.un·• reflection walks through the lines of th• car and as Ne follow her around the front of th• car.,,.ar ■■udd ■nly sucked into the giant shark ... air intake. • And it's got Turbine Power!" In the roar of blu■ fl•mes, har animated lips beckon. ••ooo aux. An Aa■ rican Tradition.•

32 COMMERCIAL 2

A SNARNY DOCTOR shews us around his high-tech clinic: "ls it time for that big operation? This •ay be the most important decision of your life. CDfltf!downand talk to one of our qualifi•d surgeons at th• Hous■ of H•arts. We hav■ a compl ■t• Jin ■of Jarvie• and liaited supplies of th• n...,Jenson Sport ■ Hart.Three y■ ar warranty, complete financing, qualifies for a h ■althtax credit. Re-■-ber, ... care!"

33 CASEY WONS

S■rious nON, in depth.

CASEY
Thr.. dead police officers, on ■ critically injured. Polic ■Union lead ■rs bl••• o.niConsu■er Products, the fir11twhich rac ■ntly■ntered into a contract with the city to fund and run the Detroit PletropolitanPolice Depart.. nt. Dick Jones, Divi ■ ion Presidant, DmniCon1

34 DICK JONES BEHIND HIS DESK

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JONES
Every policeman knows th• risks he faces in the field. Ask a cop, and he'll tell you. If you can·t stand the heat, better get out of the kitchen.

VIDEO BREAK UP:

35

EXT OLD DETROIT PRECINCT -- DAY FOLLOWING

a MAN with an athletic bag as he walks past bullet riddled TurboCruisers where COPS unload MANGEY SUSPECTS from a PTV (Prisoner Transport Vehical>. H• uses a card key to open a door marked POLICE ONLY. ***

~b INT PRECINCT -- BOOKING DESK CHAOS

Lots of cops standing at booking terminals. Wounded cops *** and suspects alike, families, lawyers and bail bondsmen crowd the guy in charge, SERGEANT REED <~O, very gruff, built like a tank).

SLIMEY LAWYER
Attempted murder? It's not like h• killed someone. This is clearly• violation of my client's civil rights.
BAIL BONDSMAN
Make it aggravated asss•ult and Ic•n make bail••• in cash••• now•••
REED
Listen, pal, your client's a scumb•g, you·r~ • scumbag, and scumbags talk to the judge on Monday morning. Now get outa my police station and take laughing boy here with you.

37 THE MAN -- MURPHY

pushes his way through the crowded room and steps up to Reed's bench and drops his b•dge in front of Reed.

MURPHY
I'm Murphy. Tr•nsferring in from Metro South •••
REED
Nice precinct. We work for• living down here, Murphy. G•t your armor and suit up.
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INT PRECINCT -- LOCKER ROOM -- MOVING PAST

lots of 1oose locker doors slamming as cops of both

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sexes ch•nge in and out of uniform. Thrae w•ll-mounted TV's pump out information. This precinct w•s built in the late 70s, •nd it's f•lling apart now. STARKWEATHER, nearly naked but wearing his helmet, monitors th• department ComLink.

CHESSMAN
Any word about Frederickson?
STARKWEATHER
They·re still listing him as critic•l-
MANSON
His wife must be going out of her mind.

He moves to

39 MURPHY'S LOCKER

Murphy suits up, climbing into• standard issue padded body suit with two patches on each shoulder: DPD and OCP.

MANSON
So, uh, what brings you to this little paradise?
MURPHY
You got me, man. OCP's moving a lot of guys around the department.
KAPLAN
(re: OCF'patch)
OminiConsumer Products ••• Whatta buncha morons. They're gonn• manage this department right into the ground.
STARKWEATHER
They cut ten guys loose ov•r on the East Side.
RAMIEREZ
Try to get back-up when you're in a jam.
CHESSMAN
Try to find a MediVac a~ter you've been j.ammed.

40 SERGEANT REED

and a CLERK with a box enter and head toward Frederickson·s locker. Everyone notices eMcept Kaplan.

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KAPLAN
I'll tell you wh•t we should do.

We should strike. Fuc:k9ffl!

Kaplan shuts up as Reed shoulders past him to Frederickson's locker. He slides nameplate off and tosses it in the box. Now he opens it and the Clerk begins to clean it out.

REED
<sigh) The funeral will be tomorrow. The department asks all officers not on duty to attend. Donations for his family may be given to Cecil ••• as usual.

Cecil the clerk looks up from his box and squints at all the angry cops. Reed turns to Kaplan, glaring, then moving on.

REED
And I don't wanna hear anymore of this strike talk. We ain't plumbers. We're police officers. And police OTfic:ers don't strike.
(then, as he leaves)
Murphy. Front and center.

41 MURPHY

holsters his 9 mm service automatic, slings his helmet and slams his locker door.

42

INT PRECINCT -- BOOKING DESK A DUSTHEAD

goes berzerk suddenly. A little cop, LEWIS, grabs him. The prisoner lashes out with manac1ed hands. Lewis goas down ha.rd, gets back up, and system&tic:all yb•ats th• hell out of the guy.

REED
Lewis, com·ere when you're done fucking with your suspect.

The priaoner drops to the ground, unconscious. Lewis heads for the booking desk.

43 REED

climbs into his elevated chair. Below him, Murphy stands.

REED
This guy·s gonna be your new partner.

Murphy meet Lewis. Show him the neighborhood.

44 LEWIS

pulls oif her helmet. She's got a strong. pretty f•ce. Her eyes are very clear. She shakes Murphy's hand.

LEWIS
Glad to know you, Murphy.

4~ INT POLICE PARKING GARAGE -- COPS

jump into their TurboCruisers and fire twin turbines. Lewis -- chewing gum, all business -- leads the way to their car. She opens the door.

LEWIS
I better drive until you know your way around ..•
MURPHY
I always drive when I'm breaking in a new partner •••

He gets in, smiles big as he pulls the door shut, and fires the engine. Lewis walks to the other side of the car, scowling. Murphy hits the gas.

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INT TURBOCRUISER -- SPEEDING TOWARD TWO TURBOCRUSIERS

that idle at the mouth of the exit ramp, cops from the night shift swapping war stories with cops from the day shift. Murphy accelerates, blasting between the two cars and up the r£mps. He looks over at Lewis to see how she's taken it. She blows a bubble •nd breaks it.

47

EXT PRECINCT -- THE TURBOCRUISER

leaps into the street and races away from

48 THE GLEAMING CITY SKYLINE -- THE OCP TOWER

rises 151 glass and steel stories above the city. This is the corporate headquarters of OmniConsumer Products.

49

INT CMI TOWER -- GLASS ELEVATOR

MUZAK: Young Pro~•••ion•l O~•rtur•. Meet three young executives as the step into th• elevator: MORTON, 28, • hyper, agressive snerd; JOHNSON, 43, black, gl•••es, • middle management lifer; and KINNEY, 26, trying h•rd but ultimately the wrong man in the wrong place. Th• doors nearly snap shut on Kinney as he gets in. He grins.

KINNEY
You really think the Old Man·s going to be there~ Why would they invite us?
JOHNSON
All the division head$ are bringing their support teams. It's big. I figure they're greenlighting Delta City.
MORTON
(really bummed)
Are you kidding? They never do anything ahead of schedule. It's Jones. He's got the 209 series online and now he wants to show off.
JOHNSON
Ooh, that's a tough bre•k, Bob.
KINNEY
What?

~O INT OCP TOWER -- DISPLAY LOBBY

The elevators door open and the three executives walk fast down the hall, joining other EXECUTIVES on their way to the big meeting. Pictures on the wall show the *** many and varied divisions and subsidiaries of *** OmniConsumer Products: Travel Concepts, Community Concepts, Entertainment Concepts, Security Concepts ••• the products •nd degree of specialization •re endless. Johnson lowers his voice now because there are other people around.

JOHNSON
<explaining for Kinney> When ED 209 ran into serious delays and cost overruns, the Old Man ordered a backup plan -- probably just to light a fire under Jones's ass. Old Bob here gets the assign- ment but no one in Security Concepts takes it seriously. Unfortunately, Bob does.
MORTON
It's a better pl~n! Fucking Jon•s. I'd go straight to the Old Man if I could.
JOHNSON
Don't mess with Jones, man. He'll make sushi out o~ you.

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KINNEY ••* Yeah, better be careful ••• I he•r he's a real shark!

They reach the big double doors marked BOARDROON. Morton holds the door and t~~,es it al 1 outon Kinn•y.

MORTON
Who the fuck asked you, twerp?
JOHNSON
(hissing> Bob.I
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INT OCP TOWER -- BOARDROOM

Morten, Johnson and Kinney tak• seats along the w•ll. The long boardroom table is reserved for brass. Above the table a rack of monitors bro•dcasts the CMI logo silently. Dominating the table is a delicat ■model city of bridges, spires and gardens. If it were re•l, you'd want to go there.

~2 AT THE HEAD OF THE TABLE

The OLD MAN Ca corporate king, benevolent now because he's unapproachable) and Dick Jones confer quietly.

OLD MAN
Well, that gives us some time••• What about this police thing? What seem5 to be the problem?

JONES

The Unicn·s been bitching ever since we took ever••• Now they have,a media issue, and they're throwing their weight around •••you know, th• usual crap. I'm ccnTident we'll turn things around in the next phase oT the takeover.

OLD MAN

Mmmm. Good. Very good. <tc the room> OK, let·s get started: I've h•d a dream for more than a decade now, and I've asked you all to share it with me. In six months we begin construction oT Delta City (he waves toward the model) where Old Detroit now stands. I grew up in Old Detroit ••• as a child I played in its streets ••• Those same streets have become a breeding ground

REV. 8/4/86 for crime and social decay. Before we employ the= million workers th•t will breathe life into this city ag•in we must pacify Old Detroit. <pauses for effect) Although shifts in the tax structure have created an economy ideal for corporAte growth, community services, in this case Law Enforcement, have suffered. I think it's time we gav• something back. Dick?

JONES

As he stands, the monitors above him roll a slick

montage.

JONES
Take a close look at the track record of this company, and you'll see that we have gambled in markets traditionally regarded as "non- profit" ••• hospitals •••prisons••• space exploration •••
(he turns on the charisma> I say good business is where you find it! As you know, we've enter.ct into• contract with the city to run local law enforcement. But •t Security Concepts we believe an e~fi- cient police force is only p•rt of the solution •••

The information on the monitors •bove him sugg•st • c~rporation with the scope and influence of •n emerginQ Western nation.. Jones is putting on• good show.

JONES
••• no, we need something more. We need a twenty-four a day police officer-. A cop who doesn't need to eat or sleep. A cop with superior firepower and the reflexes to use it.

He pauses at the bo•rdroom·s huge double doors.

JONES *** Fellow executives, it giv•s me great pleasure to introduce you to th• future of law enforcement ••• ED 209.

:54 THE DOORS

open on ED 209, a robotic, seven-foot headless hunchb•ck

with arms that end in c:anncnmu::les. Executives "ooh" and "ahh" this fancy piece of technology. Morton c.,, hardly contain his disgust. The robct steps into the room flanked by a scientist, OR. MACNAMARA and several TECHNICIANS with a rolling test cart.

JONES
The Enforcement Drcid, Series 209, is a self-sufficient urban law - enforcement robot. 209 is currently programmed for urban pacification, but that's only the beginning. After a successful tour of duty in Old Detroit, we can expect 209 to become the hot mi 1 i tary.productforthe next decade. Dr. MacNamara?

MacNamara nods to the Technicians who huddle briefly over the test c.art,''GIQ?•••10 over•••OK?•••AOK?," and break to make final adjustments. 209 flexes it's robotic limbs, assuming control.

DR. MACNAMARA
We'll need an arrest subject.
JONES
C!icansthe room> Mr. Kinney, would you come up here and give us a hand?
KINNEY
(ever eager> Yes, sir!

Jones opens a sleek black case. Inside is a chrome SC-357 Magnum. Kinney takes the gun, examines it *** and looks at ED 209. He"s having second thoughts and Jones makes the most of it.

JONES
Mr. Kinney will help us simulAte a typical arrest and disarming proceedure. Mr. Kinney, use your gun in a thr••t•ning mann•r. Point it at ED 209.

Kinney draws a tentative baAd on ED 209. The robot reacts with surprising speed, pivoting to face the threat.

ED 209
<a soothing, mechanical voice> Please put down your weapon. You have twenty seconds to comply. Your

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civil rights are currently in effect. You now have fifteen seconds to comply.

Kinney is ready tc piss his pants. Several Executives including Jones chuckle at his discomfort.

JONES
I think you better do what he says, Mr. Kinney.

Kinney drops the gun and it thumps into deep pil9 carpet.

ED 209
If you cannot afford an •ttorney one will be appointed for you.

MacNamara shares an anxious look with his Head Technician. They both head for the test cart.

ED 209
You now have five s•conds to comply.

Suddenly, a burst of sparks and a sharp pop emanates

from ED 209's shoulder joint. Jones is suddenly concerned. Morton notices. Something is very wrong here. Kinney tries to get out cf the way.

ED 209

Three •••twc•••

One of ED 209"s deadly arms cocks into firing position and sweeps the room, tracking Kinney's awkward retreat. E:<ecutivesgasp and duck.

ED 209

••• one. You are in direct violation of Penal Code 1-13, section 9. I am now authorized to use necessary physical force. ***

ED 209 fires an extended burst, catapulting Kinney across the boardroom table where he lands on the fragile model oT Delta City and reduces it to rubble.

55 PANDEMONIUM

Technicians scramble to shut ED 209 down. He turns on them, issuinQ warnings. Som•one·s on tha phone, screaming, "Hello, Medical Concepts, get a paramedic team to the lSls;tfloor right now!". Executiv■ sshriek., Blood runs in the tiny streets of Delta City.

OLD MAN
(meaning it> Dick, I'm very disappointed.

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JONES
(cleaning blood off his suitl I'm sure it's only• glitch •.•a temporary setback.
DR. MACNAMARA
He didn't h••r the gun drop•••
OLD MAN
<ignoring MacNamara> You call this a glitch?! we·r• scheduled to begin construction in six months. This "tempor.ary setback" could cost us 50 million dollars in interest payments alone.

Morton sees his chance and grabs it.

MORTON
Not necessarily, sir. Perhaps you're aware of the RoboCop Program that was developed by myself at Security Concepts as a contingency for just thia sort of situation.
JONES
<smooth> Thank you for your concern, Mr. Morton. I'm sure this i$ something we can take up in my office at a more appropriate time.
OLD MAN
New wait a minute, Dick. Maybe what we need her ■ is a fresh perspective. Tell me •bout this plan of ycurs, Merten. HoN long will it take?
MORTON
We're ready to go, sir. We've re- structured the department and placed prime candidates according to risk factor. With the prevailing con- ditions in Old Detroit I'm confident we can produce an affe~tiva prototype in 90 days.
OLD MAN
Gocd. Very good. Get your •t•ff together, Morten. I expect a full presentation in 20 minutes.

The Old M•n leaves. Jones lights• cig•rette, glaring •t young Morton. PARAMEDICS explode into the bo.rdr00ffl and go to work on Kinney.

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INT DCP TOWER GLASS ELEYATDR

Morton and Johnson ride down in th• elevator. Ncrtan is elated, •l1110std•ncing,• sort of touchdown ahuffle.

ltORTON That's how it's done in the big leagues, Johnson. See an apening, go fer it!

JOHNSON
Bettar w•tch your b•ck, Bab. Jon•• is going ta co,..gunning for you.

110RTON Fuck Jones. Ha fulftbledthe b•ll, and I was there to pick it up.

110RTON Too b•d about Kinney.

l10RTON Life in the big city.

They f•ll silent. NUZAK: Young Prof•••tonal Vtctory llarch.

JOHNSON
When do we start?

l10RTON As soon as •ontapaar schau.ck volunt-rs.

57

EXT OLD DETROIT BURGER STAND -- NIGHT

Burned out buildings line the stre•t. Th• TurboCruiser is parked at the curb. Murphy lean• on the hood listening to cap chattar orithe Cofftl.inkandpracticinga gun trick.

5B AT THE COUNTER

Lewis pays for coff- Nith a credit card. She walks back to the car and sets the coff- on the hood. Murphy flips his gun and guide• it into his hoist.,.. He does it again.

LEWIS
Pretty fancy aoves, l"lurphy.

Ny kid ...tches this cop show - T.J. Lazer. This Laz.,. guy doas that evarytime he takes down a bad guy.

LEWIS
And you didn·t tllttilnt todissapoint him.

l'IIJRPHV Rol• IIIOdelscanbe very iapcrtant to a kid.

LEWIS
Uh-huh •••

l'IURPHV Okay, I o•t • kick out of it.

Lewis laughs a little, chugs coffee. A BEEP-TONE sounds.

S9 INT TURBOCRUISER - THE DASH

comes to life. Information ■aves across the VU screen. The Etak sorts through grid ••P• at high speed.

DISPATCHER ICDfflLink) All units in the vicinity ••• 211in progress. Grid plate 107, sub-sactor 16•••white panel van•••

That•• us.

60

EXT STREET -- L'IURPHVANDLEWIS

toss their coff .. and head far the car. When Murphy reaches the driver•• aide, Lawis is already sitting th.,-.e.She ...11as and pulls the door shut.

61

INT TURBOCRUISER -- L'IURPHV

settles into the passenger seat and gives h.,-a loak. Lewis hits the gas, pretending not to notice.

l'IURPHV Central, Unit 154 responding•••

DISPATCHER ICDIIIL.ink) ·We copy 1:54,suspects are ar....::Iand consider-ad extr-ly dangerous. Use af high •xplosiv•s in connection Nith robbery of•••

REV. 8/6/86

ca;:INT WHITE PANEL VAN -- CLARENCE & THE GANG

The van is crowded with men, weapons and charr•d sacks of money. Adrenalin is pu~ping.

CLARENCE
You burnt the fuckin' money •••
BOBBY
I hadda blow the door•••whad'ya want?
CLARENCE
It's as good as marked, you asshole.

He throws a handful of charred bills in Bobby's face. Emil, the wheel man, checks his rear view mirror.

EMIL
Clarence! We got a cop on our tail!
63

INT TURBOCRUISER -- CLOSING FAST ON THE VAN

Dark streets howl by. Lewis hits switches and sudd•nly the TurboCruiser strobes to life with lights and sir•n.

MURPHY
Central, we are in pusuit of pos- sible 211 suspects. Request backup•••
64

INT WHITE PANEL VAN

Everyone looks scared. Clarence crams gum in his mouth, chewing furiously.

EMIL
This crate ain't gonna outrun twin turbines.
CLARENCE
Well, you better slew down th ■n.
EMIL
What·re you crazy, man •••7
CLARENCE
Shut the Tuck up and JUST DO IT, MAN! Bobby, get the doer.

6~ EXT TURBOCRUISER

closes on the van fast.

60

INT WHITE F·ANELVAN

Everyone has a shotgun pointed at the rear doors oT th• van. Bobby sits ready to kick the r•ar doors open.

CLARENCE
Now~

Bobby kicks the doors open, and everyone fires at once. But there's no TurboCruiser, only empty street. Clarence's men are conTused. Leon turns on Emil.

LEON
What the Tuck•••?
EMIL
He's there, m•n•••

And the TurboCruiser swerves in from the leTt side. Lewis swerves across the road and Nurphy fir•• into the van. Bobby is hit in the leg. Joe and Steve Tire their *** autoloads wildly. Lewis m•kes another pass Trom th• right and Murphy's bullets slam into the van .nd ricochet. Bobby screams and screams. ....,

BOBBY
Aw shit, my leg••• OH GOO •••!
CLARENCE
Shut up, Bobby. I'm trying to think.
BOBBY
••• OH GOO •••CLARENCE••• MY LEG'
CLARENCE
All right. Leon, Joe••• LiTt him.
67

INT TURBOCRUISER -- UP AHEAD

the van swerves back and forth trying to shake Lewis. Murphy reloads. Lewis sees something coming too late.

66

EXT STREET -- BOBBY

is tossed kicking and screaming Tram the back oT the van. His body hits the hood oT the TurboCruiser and *** smashes into the windshield, sticking there, blocking any view of the road. Lewis fights th• wh-1 as the TurboCruiser jumps the curb and mows down a row oT par.kingmeters. The white van makes a quick turn and disappears.

6~ INT TURBOCRUISER

Bobby, unconscious or de•d, hangs hideously in the *** windshield. Murphy pushes him out and off the c•r. Lewis slams into reverse, brakes and takes off again.

MURPHY
<ComLink) Central, we are in pursuit of the *** suspect vehicle. Shots fired. Suspect has been injured. Requ•st MediVac, Code 3••• uh, 9th and Century••• Priority request back-up, repe•t, Central, we are in pursuit •••
(to Lewis> r·v• got a heat track. They·r• heading West over the Webster Street Bridge. (to Lewis)
Wanta know• shortcut? Turn right on 19th •••
LEWIS
Yeah? How do you kn0tiri1? ***
MURPHY
I grew up around here••• it used to *** be a nice place.
70

EXT STREETS -- THE TURBOCRUISER

roars away full throttle •nd takes a hard right turn.

71

EXT WAREHOUSE -- A FULL MOON

hangs over the white van, doors open and empty. The TurboCruiser pulls up silently to the side of the warehouse.

71~ INT TURBOCRUISER ***

Murphy punches in on the keyboard. The VuScreen tells him: ALL UNITS PRESENTLY ENGAGED -- ETA, 20 MINUTES. Murphy and Lewis look at each other.

71• EXT WAREHOUSE -- MURPHY

and Lewis get out of the car.

MURPHY
You call it ••• ***

Lewis shov ■ sastick of gum in her mouth.

LEWIS
Let·s do it. ***

Murphy points to the front entrance. Lewis nods, chewing gum, indicates a stairway leading to the second story.

MURPHY
<the ComLink> Stay in touch.

He stands for a moment in the white light of the moon and then he's gone. Lewis heads up the stairs that climb the side of the buiding.

72

INT WAREHOUSE MOVING FAST

with Murphy as he ducks between stacks of cargo containers that form a labyrinth across the vast warehouse space. He hears voices and moves towards them.

73

INT WAREHOUSE -- LEWIS

moves quietly past towering stacks of crates. She h ■ ars a door open and flattens herself against the wall. Someone unzips and starts to pee. It streams around the corner.

74

INT WAREHOUSE -- MURPHY

on the move across the warehouse floor. He stops, *** listening. Someone's watching TV. He moves quietly, getting closer. He peers around a corner and sees Dougy and Emil sitting on dilapidated furniture watching TV. Emil lights a Panama Super ciagrette.

DOUGY
You know, those thing'll kill you.
EMIL
Yeah7 You wanna live for ■ ver?

Murphy retreats, working his way around the other side.

75

INT WAREHOUSE -- JOE IS TAKING A LEAK

next to the freight elevator, and Lewis puts a gun to his head.

LEWIS
Freeze.

Joe looks down ••• this is embarrassing.

MJ:;~.8/6/86

LEWIS
Okay, let's see those hands. Nie• and easy.
JOE
Sure, baby, nice and easy•••

A blackjack drops into Joe's empty hand. He f•ces Lewis.

JOE
Uh, you mind if I zip this thing up?

Lewis looks down for a split s•cond and Joe belts h•r in the face and knocking her back into the open fr•ight elevator shaft. Joe dives for his autoload.

76

INT ELEVATOR SHAFT -- LEWIS

lands hard in puddles of dark water and grease, blood on her jaw, out cold.

77 JOE

stands over the open shaft, zipping his fly. He shrugs grabs his shotgun and heads off.

78

INT WAREHOUSE -- MURPHY

steps up behind Emil and Dougy.

MURPHY
Drop'em, boys.

Dougy grabs for his shotgun and Murphy fires. Th• *** bullet goes through Dougy and takes out the TV. Emil looks at his own gun uncertainly.

MURPHY
Make your play, creep. Dead or *** alive you're coming with me.

Emil drops his autoload. Murphy kicks it away and comes up with a pair of handcuffs, nervous about the shot he fired.

MURPHY
CComLink) Lewis. I got a situation here,

girl••• It's getting heavy time. <then)

CCON'T.J

22A

Okay, tough guy, you knON th• routine. Hands on your head.

79

INT ELEVATOR SHAFT - LEWIS

comes to. She aov•• stiffly. Evarything hurts.

BO INT WAREHOUSE - l'IURPHV

moves to cuff E■ il. Suddenly, he hears the action of an autoload. KA-CHIJN(. Ha laaks up. Chan cav.,..shi ■f,-aa above, Leon Maves in f,-omth• side.

LEON
Why don't you let u ■ t•k• it fr'Offl here, Emil. Drop the gun, cap.

"u,-phy sets his jaw as Lean puts the barrel of the autolaad against his neck. He lets hi• "ateba fall. Emil twists &Nay.

El'IIL Your ass is ■ ine.

CLARENCE
(fr'DffltheshadDNS)
Not yet, it ain't.

Bl INT ELEVATOR SHAFT LEWIS

looks stunned. She makes a running leap, grabs at , gr•••• encrusted cable• and starts ta clifllb.She falls back hard, the cables tearing into har hands.

B2 CLARENCE -- STEPS INTO LIBHT

and saunter• up ta t1ur'phy,shotguntippad casually at his shoulder'. Ha N&lks around tturphy, inspecting hi•.

CLARENCE
Yau• goad cap•••
(off his name tag> l'lurphy? !l'lu~phyissillffltl Sure. You gotta be ao■a kinda great cop to come in here all by yourself.

Clarence clubs Nurphy viciously behind th• kn-• with his autalaad and Nur'phyhits the ground. Joe arriv••• out of breath as Clarance stuns Plurphywith a blow to the face.

CLARENCE
Wher•·• your partner?
JOE
The other an• ... upstairs. J t.aokher out •••

B3 l'llJRPHY-ON HIS KNEES

Clarance hov■r• av...-hi ■•

CLARENCE
Bet that r ■allypi•••• you off. You probably dan•t.think 1· ■a very nic• guy.

l'IJRPHY Buddy, l think you•re sli-.

Clarence steps on Murphy's arm, playing to his gang.

CLARENCE
You ... , I got this problem. Cops don"t lik• ae••• Ch• brings his shot.- 9un down> •••so I don"t auch lik■ caps.

He puts the ■uzzle of th■ autoload to Plurphy"s 1ri ■ t.and pulls the trigger. Murphy" ■right hand i ■blONn off. He gasps and grabs his 1rist. He" ■nev.,-known so much pain. He ■truggl•• to stand.

B4 INT ELEVATOR SHAFT LEWIS

claws her way up the cable, inching upwards, sliding back, using all her strength. Nurphy' ■ragged breathing comes to har aver th■ Ca.Link.

85

INT WAREHOUSE - CLARENCE TURNS TO THE GANG

grins, shoulders his shotgun and walks away•• Murphy struggles to stand.

CLARENCE
Now he·• yours.

Emil blast ■Murphy in the chest, knacktn9 hi ■ across the •arahou■e -floor-. Jae and Chan aave in, -firin9.

B6 INT WAREHOUSE - GROUND FLOOR - LEWIS

••in9s out o,fth• elevator sha-ftand races into a tDN1trin9••z• created by stacked pallets of bfttr'cans.

B7 111.JRPHY.

A blast spider..,.bshis armor and another blows it away

in shards. Steve fires •t close range, twice, and blows *** Murphy's right arm off.

BB LEWIS

runs, turning through the alleys of the labyrinth, desperate, frustrated, while shotguns boom in the distance.

89 MUF:F'HY

His helmet is blown off the top of his head. Joe and Emil fire together, blasting Murphy's legs. He struggles to stand on his broken limbs.

90 MURPHY'S POV

This is how things look when you·re dying. The room is a blur. The faces of the gang swirl in front of him, threatening, leering ••• Emil •••Joe••. Chan ••• Leon ••• Clarence.

91 THE GANG

looks at each other. The bloodlust has cooled. Joe shr-ug$.

JOE
I ·mouta ammo ..

Clarence steps foreward, pulls a black Desert Eagle from his belt, aims And blows off a piece of Murphy'5 head. Murphy goes down and stays down.

CLARENCE
Okay. Let's split •••This place is

gonna be crawling with cops.

LEON
Shit. This was a great hideout •••

They melt away into the dark warehouse.

92 LEWIS RUNNING

and running and running. She rounds A stack of cargo containers and stops short, grim, staring at

93 MURPHY -- SPRAWLED

in his own blood.

LEWIS
Aw, Murphy ••••

Outside she hears the van screech aw•y-

q4 WAREHOUSE FLOOR -- HUGE STACKS OF CONTAINERS

dwarf Lewis as she kneels beside Murphy's body.

LEWIS CComLink> Officer down. Repeat. Offic•r

down. Centr•l, I need a MediV•c, Code 3 ••• mypartnar·s been shot.

DISPATCHER <ComLink> You are MediVac priority ••• Help is on the way. Calm down, patrolm•n•••

LEWIS <ComLink) You calm down, asshole. Get me a

MediVac now or you~r• going to need one.

95

EXT WAREHOUSE -- NIGHT POLICE HELICOPTER

idles as two F·ARAMEDICSlift Murphy into a pod on th• *** landing skid of the helicopter. His good •rm f•lls limp. One Paramedic straps the arm down •s the other revs the helicopter.

PARAMEDIC
Jesus, I think this guy's still alive.

He jumps in and the helicopter rises, banks and roars away.

96 LEWIS

stands all alone, looking small, oblivious of the prop wash that blows tears back across her face in streaks.

97

EXT MEDIVAC HELICOPTER -- NIGHT

The Helicopter soars over the river underneath a full moon. We hear the steady THUP-THUF'-THUP of the helicopters blades.

98 CLOSE ON MURPHY

Through all the blood, his eyes flicker, darting wildly.

99 HIS F"OV

The flashing lights of the MediVac and the city below begin to bleed together. The THUP-THUF'-THUPcf the helicopter becomes Murphy's HEARTBEAT. It's slDNing down.

100 HEARTBEAT: We're hovering directly over Murphy's body on a gurney •s a team of DOCTORS and NURSES rac• down a

hospital corridor. They're working hard t save hi ■• As we hit.the DR doors, FADE.

101 HEARTBEAT, We're under-..,.t.er.Webr•ak surface, fighting. NOM ■ milesdawn an us, reassuring: "Keep your he•d at,avethe ....ter-•••you·r•going ta be all r-iQht.• FADE.

102 HEARTBEAT1 We're flailing and punching at a mean-laaking kID, and he's giving it.back. Other kids in the schoolyard et;Qus an, •ec.·an, Nurphy.• •s.t•em, Murphy." FADE.

103 HEARTBEAT, A PRETTY GIRL, filled with youth and hope, runs and jumps int.aour arms and Jean ■in ta kiss us. FADE.

104 HEARTBEAT, The Pretty Girl, ten yaars alder, our WIFE, stands with our SON. Nave away fast.and FADE.

105 A STRAIGHT BREEN LINE AGAINST BLACK: Th• scr-•••a+ an EKG ••chine. "I've got• straight line." A DoctOI"' yell ■, "Crash cart, 10 ccs adrenalin, stand clear."

106 ZZZAP! E■ ilstands before us, leerin9. FADE. •Hit.'em again • •

107 ZZZAP! Joe stands, grinning. FADE. "Again."

108 ZZZAP! Chan smiles, placid. FADE. "Clear.."

109 ZZZAP! Lean takes his bow. FADE. "Once ■ore...

110 ZZZAP! Clarence ■ milesand bids u ■QoodbY•• FADE TD

BLACK.

"That· s it.. He•• gone.• Then: "Okay, hook hillup, pat.ch him up, and I'll ■ake the call." The voices fade ••• SILENCE.

The ELECTRIC PULSE of an artificial heart.begins.

111 WHITE STATIC thunders t.hrOUQh us. It sparkles and danc••• aleost alive. Now it fades, and

112 A GRID OF &REEN LINES fill ■ th• screen and then snaps off.

113 COL.OR BARS pop on. The color ■ change hue•• the color balanc• is adjust.eel.VERTICAL. HOLD goas out. SOflteQne says, •Shit!" and shuts us down. BLACK.

114 SNAP! We'r-einside a cCtftlple,clabOl"'ator-y.TECHNICIANS hov■r around us. The world go■■ froa black and Nhit. ■to color. •At-•...locked in?• A Technician peers in. SNAP ! BLACK.

115 SOUND, then CLICK, we're on again: Technicians and SCIENTISTS stand around. Morton gives us a cool, paternal look. Johnson stands behind him.

TYLER
We were able to save his left arm.
MORTON
What? I thought we agreed on total body prosthesis. Lose the arm, okay?
(then> Can he understand what I'm saying?
ROOSEVELT
It doesn't matter. we·re going to blank his memory anyway
MORTON
t think we should lose the arm••• Whad'ya think, Johnson?
JOHNSON
He signed the release ~arms when he joined the force. Legally he's dead. We can do pretty much what we want.
MORTON
<1eaving ). Lose the a.r;n.
TYLER
Okay, shut him down and prep him for sui--gery.

CLICK. The lights go out.

TECHNICIAN 1 CV.O.> Can you bring the system up for a minute. t gotta check something.

116 SNAP! we·..-eback in the lab again. Morton, Johnson and two suits, MARKETING and LEGAL study us. A Technician hovers over us with a comple~ mechanical arm. Thousands of shiney steel tendons wrap the limb. The table we're on elevates and turns as the Technicians struQgle to· connect the arm.

MARKETING TECHNICIAN 1 Our studies have shown the Thanks. CAn you move

importance of Human Recog- him to the left••• keep nition Factor in the accep- going .•• okay, hold it. tance oT authority.

TECHNICIAN 2

LEGAL Attach neural connectors

We're getting into shakey G-17, R-1, A-44•••

territory here. It's not clear what what the legal TECHNCIAN 1 ram1fi~ations would be if Watch his head ••• Ok•y, a former associate were to tilt back •••car ■ ful••• recogni=e the deceased. uh-huh, right there •••

MORTON TECHNCIAN 2 Look, he's a law enforce- don·t worry about the *** ment product. He should S-serias••• it's a tempor- look like a tough son-of- ary patch •••Arne, give a bitch! me a ODQ, 4 amps over•••

The fingers of the mechanical hand open and close. CLICK!

117 A BLUR OF LINES, targeting sites and data rip across the screen in 611 directions.

ROOSEVELT (V.O.l
Co-me on. Let·s turn him on.

118 SNAP~ We're looking at the face of a drunk Roosevelt. *** She's holding a glass of champagne. Tyler •nd lots of Technicians in various states of inebriation.

TYLER
Happy New Vear!

We turn our neck and take in the room.

TECHNICIAN
Hey! He's looking at us!

Scientists and Technicians raise their glasses and blow their noise makers. The Female Scientist leans over and gives us a kiss. CLICK, we·re out.

119 UNDER A PLASTIC SHROUD -- SOUND ON

MORTON <V.O.l •••we get the best of both worlds: The fastest reflexes modern tech- nology has to offer, onboard computer-assisted memory, and• lifetime o+ on-the-street law enforc:ement "proi.trillmming."Iwould like to present •••RoboCop.

The shadow of a hand gr•bs the plastic shroud.

1.20 ROBOV!SION

We are unveiled. We step into a large room filled with *** OCP EXECUTIVES, Scientists and Technic:ians. Data chugs up the screen as we analyze everything we 5ee. A sudden

burst of applause as we walk foreward into the room. As we pas5 a mirror, we catch a glimpse of blue steel.

1=1 EXT PRECINCT -- NIGHT

A motorcade cons15ting of three white station wagons and an all-white semi pull up in front of the Precinct. A small army of Technicians exits the st•tion wagons and heads for the semi. Now a dark s•dan pulls up on the opposite side of the street. Morton and Johnson get out.

122 !NT PRECINCT -- BOOKING DESK

Not much going on. A couple COPS take witness r•ports at booking terminals. A family sits on a long bench, waiting. A smart-ass PRISONER bores Reed with his r~.

PRISONER
I'm what you call a repeat offender, man. I repeat, I will offend again. You see, I get my orders from a high•r source.
REED
Shaddup, asshole.

123 THE FRONT DOORS

open and Morton walks in like he owns the place. Johnson and Or. ROOSEVELT hurry to keep up. A sea o-f Technicians surge in carying boxes.

MORTON
There's a holding cell on this floor that's set up for observation.
ROOSEVELT
<studying a floorplan) Yeah, Uh-huh. Looks perfect.

Four men edge through the door with a large piece of equipment resembling a chair.

REED
Hey, hey, hey, hey! What's this all about?
MORTON
Who is this guy?
JOHNSON
<checking• file} Sergeant John Reed.
MORTON
This is official OCP business, so •• please..• get lost.
(back to business)
I figure we got four or five days set-up. After that •••

Morton and Roosevelt exit. Johnson hangs back. Reed fumes for a second, then grabs the phone.

REED
This is bullshit! I take my ordera from cops •••

He trails off, slack-jawed. The cops stop what they're doing. Everybody stares.

124 WHAT THEY SEE

Two Technicians hold the doors open and Robe steps through. He scans the room, taking in everything, th ■ n walks past. The cops are suspicious, impress ■ d, curious ••• this is like no cop they've ever seen before. The Prisoner is wide-eyed.

PRISONER
What is this shit •.•7

1::5 !NT F'RECINCT --CORRIDOR

Six COPS crowd a wire-glass observation window looking in on the holding cel1. Technicians help Robe into the chair.

126

INT HOLDING CELL

Banks of equipment surround the chair. Technicians monitor readouts •nd run test5. Rebe leans back in his c:hair. Indicator lights go on above his head. Morton watches as ROOSEVELT, TYLER and other Scientists make adjustments.

TYLER
Whenever you are at rest, you will sit in the chair. Okay'?
ROBO
Yes, I underst•nd.

127 ROB01JISION

Indicator graphics and· information readouts pop on •nd off in reaction to what we see but n•ver completely obsc:ur9 our vision••• the ultim•te·"haads up" display.

ROOSEVELT
We can check his •••ct location at all times with one of th•••·

128 THE COl'1PU1'1APCARD

This is the shape of maps to c0ffl■•

110RTON Haw does h• ■at?

ROOSEVELT
His digestive tract i• ■xtr1tmely simple. <h• points cut a ••chine> This processor dispenses a rudi- mentary paste that sustains his organic systems.

Norton presses a button on the proc..SOI""'unit.Brown paste pu,apsinto a paper cup. Me tries aoee.

NORTON
It tastes like••• baby food.
129

INT PRECINCT - FIRING LINE - A STEADY THUNDER

rolls dONn the line•• COPS exerci- their revolver-a. Now, above the steady thunder, GUNSHOTS louder-and ltDr" ■ distinctive than the others. Several cops atop shoatino to invest.i9ate.

130 LEWIS

fires double-handed with fierce canc.,,tration,scar-tno 87. She hears the 9unshots nON and turns•• cops aove past her dawn the line.

131 THROUGH A CROWD OF COPS

Le~i• pushes her way fareward ta 9 ■ta b ■ tterlook. Copa talk9 lON.

FOLEY
..•hay, it's Sup- cap.
STARKWEATHER
What kinda oun i• that anYtMy?

132 ROSO

fir■• his huge Auto-9 surround■d by Scientists and T•chnicians waaring h■aring pratttetar- ■•Norton, smilino, has his fing.,-s in his ear■• Lewis pu ■h••her

way to th• front•• Robe drops one clip, loads another and rtRu■e• firing with military precision.

l'IANSON Shit! This guy is r•ally good.

RANIEREZ
t-te·•not• ouy••• h•·• • ..chine•••

6IL11DRE What are they gonna do? Raplac• us?

KAPLAN
Ne fuckin· way any machine's ev.,.. gonna replace me.

133 THE SILHOUETTE TARGET

Bullets pound throuQh paper lik• ••chin• oun fire and form• perfect circl• in th• head of th• target. A similar nine-point circl• already outlines th ■targ ■ t·s "heart."

134 LEWIS AND THE OTHER COPS

13!5 ROSO

r•load• and fir••• the clip falling at his arntaredfaet along with expend•d shell casings.

136 THE SILHOUETTE TARGET

ts shat r•OQ•d, falling apart as th• all•y fill ■with smoke. The digital raadout above th• target r ■•d• 100~

137 ROSO

finishes firing, spins th ■A-9 on his fing■r and twirls it into his holster.

138 KAPLAN, MANSON AND STARKWEATHER

watch, impr ■■ -d. f'lansonlooks at Kaplan, wagging his eyebrows. Kaplan spits.

1:S9 LEWIS

is stunned. Sh•·• -n this before, and ah• steps up to Robo as he passes, but he walk ■right past her

140

INT PRECINCT -- HOLDING CELL -- ROBOVISION

Tyler, Roosevelt and Technicians hover around us with clipboards and checklists. Morton paces, excited.

TYLER
••• targeting grid7

Tyler points at objects with his pen. Command Graphic: TARGETING. Lines vector and form a targeting grid wherever he points. A Technician s.ays, "Check."

TYLER
Voice stres5 analyzer? 1 •••2••• 3 •••?

Command Graphic: VOICE STRESS ANALYZER. A complex analysis of Tyler's voice is rendered. "Check."

TYLER
Record-Playback? Bring_it up to hali:•••

Command Graphic: RECORD. A small screen is defined in the upper right hand corner. Now the image expands and fill!ihalf the screen. Tyler is saying, "Bring it up to half ••• "

TYLER
He's ready.
MORTON
Great.

Morton bends down close and wa see him in t•ndem en both screens.

MORTON
RobcCop, what are your Prime Directives'?

Command Graphic: PRIME DIRECTIVES. They chuga up the screen.

DIRECTIVE 1I S■ rv•the public trust. DIRECTIVE 2, Uphold th• L•w• DIRECTIVE :s, Protect the innocent. DIRECTIVE 41 CCLASSIFIEDl

141 ROBO IN THE CHAIR

recites for Morton.

ROB □ Serve the public: trust. Uphold

the Law. Protect the innocent.

MORTON
Very good.
142

INT PRECINCT -- BOOKING DESK -- REED

and several other cops are writing out r•ports •t terminals. Robe and Morton enter tr•iling Tec:hnici•ns.

MORTON
He needs• car.

Stoic, Reed tosses a set of keys to Morton. Robe snatches them in mid-air.

ROB □ Thank you, Sergeant Reed.

REED
Uh, sure. Anytime.

Robe heads for the door.

MORTON
Go get'em, boy.
143

EXT PRECINCT -- NIGHT

A shiney new TurboCruiser is parked out front. Rebe gets in, fires the turbines and roars off into the night.

144

EXT THE STREETS OF OLD DETROIT -- NIGHT -- MUSIC UP:

Hard-driving, inner-city cop music. The TurboCruiser races along empty stre~ts.

145

INT TURBOCRUISER -- ROBO

drives. Street lights flare across the visor of his helmet.

146 ROBOVISION

The road ahead races toward infinity. On the dash, monitors flicker and burp cop talk. Our own internal readouts change and flash over All of this••• information and more information. Take it all in.

147

INT MOM & POP GROCERY STORE -- NIGHT

A small neighborhood store. MOM runs the r&Qister. POP

3:S

chainsmokes behind the counter in the liquor section and watches the immensely popular Bixby Snyd•r ShoN on the overhead TV. A ..:.IDcru1se5the candy rack. When no one's looking, he 5lips a candy bar into his jack•t pocket.

The bell over the door rings. DING! Tha HOP HEAD, a *** big mean guy with a serious drug habit, walks in. H•·• wearing a stained overcoat. H• looks •t mag•zines. Sweat pours off his face. H• selects a p•rticul•rly *** lurid skin maga%ine. Mom and Pop exchang• a glanc•. The Hop Head and heads for the register and throws the magazine on the counter. Mom smiles sweetly.

MOM
Will there be anything else?
HOP HEAD
Yeah.
(as he steps back)
Empty the register and put the money in a bag.
MOM
<doesn't get it) E:(CUSe me?

The Hop Head draws a machine gun from insid• his ••• overcoat and waves it in Moffl'sface. Pop is horrified.

HOP HEAD
Give me your money. All cf it. And don't f~ck around. Where's the safe, Old Man?
POP
<nervous) We don't have a safe.

Mom fills a plastic bag with money from the register.

148 MOM'S HAND

hits a concealed button inside the register drawer.

HOP HEAD
Open the safe, Pops, or I'm gonn• blow junior here all over the candy rack.

49 THE KID

gulps hard as his eyes go wide.

POP
Don't hurt the boy. I · 11openthe safe.

Pep is - ✓ erynervousnow. He can't make his old fingers work the combination on the store safe fast enough •nd it makes the Hep Head cra.zy.

HOP HEAD
You're stallin', Old Man. You got the count of three to get thiiltsa+e open. .......■

He pulls the bolt back. The door flies open. DING! It's Robe. The Hop Head looks a little startled. H•·• never seen a cop l il<ethis beTore. Instincti vely, he trains the machine gun on Robe.

ROBO
Drop it. You're under arrest. ......
HOP HEAD
Fuck you, cop.

The Hop Head fires three times. Bullets bounce off Robe's armor and hit things in the store: A freezer case, a bottle of catsup, the overhead TV.

HOP HEAD
Fuck me •••

Robe moves in on the Hop Head. The Hop Head fires again, point blank. Mom and Pop hit th• floor •s bottles of booze b•hind the counter are sh•ttered by richochetting bullets. Robe grabs the barrel of the machine gun and crushe5 it.

ROB □ You're in & lot of trouble. ......

He uses the gun like a club and knocks the Hop Head across the store with incredible velocity, destroying displays and smashing him head first through a floor-to-ceiling freezer case door.

150 THE KID

has found his hero.

KID
Wow!
ROBO
Prisoner Transport will arrive shortly. ......

Thank you for your cooperation. Good night and ha•.1eapleasant evening.

151 THE HCIPHEAD'S FEET

stick out through the shattered freezer case door in a mess of blood and ice and glasa.

152 THE DOOR

DING~ Robe walks out. Mom and Pop and the Kid w•tch him go. The Kid take$ the candy bar out of his pocket and puts it on the count~r.

KID
<an angel) How much for this?
153

INT TURBCCRUISER N!GHT

Robe drives along dangerous tenderloin streets. People ar: out: pimps, prostitutes, junkies and assorted low-lifes. A neon sign advertises Girls/ Girls! Girl•l and the reflection moves across Robe's visor.

A call flashes across the VU screen. Robe hits switches. Sirens yelp and lights flash red and blue. Robo drives hard, jaw set. Somewhere there's a crime happer.ing.

154

EXT DARK ALLEY NIGHT

A WOMAN screams as she is grabbed by one of two CREEPS who are chasing her. She drops her purse and pulls aw•y from the guy and her dress rips across the front. She's a good looking woman but this isn't a nice way to 5ee her. She turns and finds CREEP= waiting.

CREEP 2
'Hey, baby, take it easy. We don't wanna hurt you.
CREEP 1
<as he grabs her by her long brown hair) Way too much hair here for-me.
CREEP 2
I know••• first we·11 give her a

haircut•••

Creep 2 snaps open his MacSems fighting knife and hacks at her hair. Tears of fear and humiliation spill down her face. She elbows Creep 1 and tries to kick Creep 2.

CREEP 2
Baby, you're makin' me mad ..•
(he holds the knife·to her face, whispering)
Don, t make me mad, baby.·

A HUGE SHADOW fall5 across the Creeps and an EXTREMELY LOUD VOICE shatters the night.

ROB □ <V.□.l LET THE WOMAN GO. YOU'RE UNDER ARREST.

155 WHAT THEY SEE

Robe walks toward them. The tilt compartment on his leg opens and the Auto-9 slides into his tempered steel hand.

156 ROBOVISION

Command Graphic: PUBLIC ADDESS. Creep 2 grAbS the Woman around the neck and holds his knife under her chin. He dcesn·t see what we sae:

Command Graphic: TARGETING. Lines vector and search the Woman's profile for a safe shot at Creep 2. There is none. The Woman struggles, and Creep 2 lift& her off **• her feet. The targeting sights merge between the woman's legs and lock on Creep 2's newly exposed groin.

157 CREEP 2

is getting crazy.

CREEP 2
Are you KIDDING, man •.•7 I'll cut this bitch •••

Robo fires. A bullet burns a hole through the Woman's *** dress, and Creep 2 goes down screaming, holding himself, writhing on the ground with blood between his legs. The knife clatters to the ground in front of Creep 1. He looks for a way out.

ROB □ Your move.

Creep 1 raises his hands. Robe cuffs one hand, jerks him around a •treet aign and cuffs the other. The Woman throws her arms around Robe, weeping. Robe st•nds rigid.

158 ROBOVISION

Command Graphic: VOICE STRESS ANALYSER. Tears stream down the Woman's face..• anger relief fear all at once.

WOMAN
Oh, God••• Oh, God ••• I was so scared••• How can I ever thank you enough, Officer?

159 ROB □

stands impassive, a soldier doing his duty.

ROBO
You h•ve suffered• severe emotional

shock. It's important for you to be with people you trust, ma'am. I can notify a rape crisis center if you so desire..•

160

INT TURBOCRUISER -- DAWN -- ROB □

drives through empty city streets as the sun comes up. He passas a huge sign advertising Delta City that promises •Th• Futur• H•1 • Silv•r Lining•.

161

EXT OLD DETROIT BURGER STAND -- KAPLAN

and Mar-1sonand two other cops hang out near their TurboCruiser•, drinking coffee, wakin9 up. Robe rolls by, slowing to study the other cops. It makes them uncomfortable. Robe drivea on by.

162

INT TURBOCRUISER -- NIGHT -- ROBO

drives on, searching, hunting. A beep-tone sounds, and ALL UNITS flashes across the VU-screen.

DISPATCHER CV.O.l Calling all units •••calling all units. C~de Three in progress at Cit'/Hall • Suspect is armed and has taken hostages. All units in the area please respond•••

ROBO
CComLink> 1 Able 44 responding •••
163

EXT STREET

Th• TurbaCruiser blast ■away frOfllus.

164

· EXT CITY HALL -- POLICE LINE - NIGHT

TurboCrui•ers and a SWAT van ar ■park ■d in front of City Hall. Cops and SWAT t ■••..aatuws tak ■cov■r b ■hindopen car doors, guns drawn and pointed tOMard a third story window. Hug ■-•rchlights wash acres ■ the building. SPECTATORS and REPORTERS are kapt behind the police line by Ramierez and Stark...,ather.Rabo pull ■up And gets out of his car. SWAT team cD11NaanderLT. HEDGECOCK and a police CAPTAIN argue as Robe scopes out the problem.

LT. HEDGECOCK
My boys can contain this situation in ten minutes. W. go in with o•• and plenty of firepower and we've got a good chance of saving the aayor.
CAPTAIN
Ha's already killttdan aide, Hedgecock. You go in th.,-ewith that kinda profile and we·r• gonna have a bloodbath •••
HEDGECOCK
(getting hot> Yeah, well, it's vonn• laak pr ■tty bad if this jak.,.-ak•• the ••var while N■'r ■Just standing around war-ryingabout Nhat ■ tfht happan•••

Roba era•••• behind th...and heads far the building.

RDBO
Keep him talking.
CAPTAIN
But•••

Machin ■ 9un fire .,-uptsfrom the third stary window, kicking up ashpalt at Robo's f~t. Rabo draws his A-9 as he reaches the front door. The Captain look• at Hadgec:ock and than keys his -gaphone.

165

INT CITY HALL

Rabo heads for the stairway, taking th- two at• ti-. Outside, we hear th• Captain talking ov.,.the •■gaphone.

CAPTAIN IY.D.> Olc:ay,Nill...-,don'thurt th ■■ayer and N■'ll 9iv■ you Nhat ■var you NAnt.

MILLER <Y.D.l First, don't fuck around with ... I' ■• deap ■r•t• •an.

CAPTAIN <Y.O.l Okay•

59

166 INT NAVOR BIBSDN'S OFFICE -- MILLER

stands to one aid• of the wind01111with• Nini-UZi trainad on his ho•t•o••· His business su~t is dirty and runapl ■d.Ha hasn't slept in days and one of his eyes twitches impulsively as he crams a Nars bar in his mouth. Candy ..,,..app•rsandspentcartridges litter the floor.

NAVOR GIBSON, black, 45, distinguish ■d, and his aides are huddled tOQether in• corner. The DEAD AIDE lies nearby, the wall behind him spatter.cl with blood.

MILLER
Second, I want acme fr.. h coff-.
(increasingly &9i- tated> Third, I want• recount and no ..tter how it cDntesout Jwant my old Jab back. I want a bigger office and I want a new car and I want the city to pay for it all.

CAPTAIN <Y.O.l What kind of car, Miller?

167

INT HALLWAY -- RDBD

turns• earner and walk• past a heavy wooden door with a sign over it that says9 ""ayar."

16B RDBDYISIDN

Command Graphics THERM08RAPH. Yagu ■outlines of Mill.,- and his hostages 9 but nothing clear as ... aove past the door.

MILLER <Y.O.l I want s0111ethingwithreclining leather seats that goes real fast and gets really shitty gas •ileag ■•

CAPTAIN <Y.O.l How about a 6000 ·SUX7

169

INT THE OFFICE NEXT TD THE L'IAYDR'S

Rabo anters and survays the rDCNlt."illar can be hea~d

quit• cl•arly now next dODI""'.Rabahoist.,.•hi• oun and runs his hand alono the wall.

l'IILLER<Y. D. I I also want th• city ta pay far-all •Yo•• and tune-ups, oat tt?

CAPTAIN (Y.0.1
Ne probletn,Niller. Let the •ayor 00 and w■ ·11 throw in a Blaupunkt••• cruise-control ••• whit• wall tires••• video oa-s ••• whatevar you want, buddy.
170

INT MAYOR GIBSON'S OFFICE - NILLER

daesn·t like the sound cf this.

NILLER
Hey, dan·,tJerk - off, Captain. Paaple Jerk - off, I kill'-••• Wanna•-?

He pulls Gibson ta the open window and puts the barr•~ cf his ■ ini-vunta the Mayor~• taaple.

171 RDBDYlSIDN

CafltfflandCade:THERf108RAPH. Nuch clearer now. W. - the c0a1puter-enhanc.cloutline of Miller and the Nayor at the window. Niller b•c01Na •v•n clearer-•• he ■ t ■p• back claa.,..tathe wall.

NILLER <Y.0.1 Nobody •v■r takes ae seriously••• Well, oet ..,.tausnow •••

172

INT MAYOR GIBSON'S OFFICE - NILLER

backs away fram Gibson, pushing hi• head firmly against the window sill with the vun, pron• for execution.

NILLER
••• and ki••th• Nayar• ■••• goad-bye!

173 RDBD'S RISHT ARl'I

punch- through the wall and orab• "111.,..in• chak• hold. Nill.,.fi~es wildly. The llay- and his aid.. hit the deck•• bullets tear up the rao,n. Rabe·• left ar• punch•• through nON and pull• "111.,- kicking and ■cr•••ino and ■haotino through the wall.

174

INT THE OFFICE NEXT TO THE L'IAYOR'S- ROBO

pulls Nill ■rand part of the ••11 into the rooa. Nill.,. brings the Uzi up in a •hewer of plastltf"andlathe, still firing. Robe punches him once, very har-d.

17~ EXT CITY HALL - A CORRESPONDANT

sees something and signals to his C.mera1Hn. The Ca.eraman drops ta an• kn••• rolling tape.

17b MEDIA BREAK - JESS PERKINS - SUPERl11PDSED

over hand held footag• D<fMiller-·• body exploding out of the third floor wind01tri1andhittingthe ground. Police scramble for- ■ward.

JESS
Jt •tarted a .,...kago with the heroic rescue of Mayor Gibson and thr•• of his aid•• by a lane police offic11r-•••hi•identity a ...11k ■pt seer-et.

177 A PRESS CONFERENCE: Lats of r-eport ■r-s,lotsof TV cameras, lots of questions. On the diaa1 Robe, Norton, Johnson, and other-Executives. Johnson is spaaking, pointing fir-stto Reba and then to Ncrton. Norton basks in the attantion.

JESS
Wednesd•y: OCP put• an end to ap•culation whan it unveiled an experi..ntal cri,....n•v-nt. pr0Qra111.It•• n•-• RoboCop. Today, kids at L- Iacoca Eleaan- tary School 9ot to ...tin parson what their parent ■only read about tn comic books.

17B A SCHOOLYARD: Robo Nalkin9, surrounded by excited kids and raparters. An OCP M.cliaSupport Team brin9s up the rear. Suddenly a ■icrophone is thrust at Robe.

CDRRESPDNDANT
Excuse ■e! Robo! Any sp•cial sage for all the kids NatchinQ at-·-hoata'?
ROBD
Stay out of trouble.

179 CASEY WONG IS CONCERNED - SUPERil1POSE 0\/ER

Hltltcapt.•rsunload troops at a r•■ort hotel. Lota of dust, gunfire, and prop-..a■ hNit.haredpal• tr-■•

CASEY
Nore fighting in the Nexican Crisis today when Aaer-icantroops partici- pated in a Joint raid with Nexican Nationals against reb•l racket positions in Cancun.

1BO COl'll'IERCIAL3

A NETWORK LOGO dazzles us. A slick, energetic NARRATOR says, "Tonight on zt•s #ot #y ~robl••I" Two beauties with aon ■tertits knaed dough behind th• counter af a Topless Pizza Bar. COfflicBIXBYSNYDER l ■ •n•into frame coapl ■ tewithbow tie, "I'd buy that for a dollar.• Massive canned laughter. "It's Bixby snyder tonight at eight. Be there!•

Bl COMMERCIAL 4

A family plays an elaborate board g&me. The DAUGHTER picks• card and accuses, "Yau cro•••d •Y Lin• of Death!" The NOTHER looks across at httrpip ■-■•okin9 HUSBAND charging, "You haven't dis..nt19C;Iyour NX stockpile!" A tense stand-off, everybody watching everybody. until th• SON hits hi• r ■dfir ■ button. A holographic nucl•ar explosion mushrooms from th ■middl• of th• board. Everyone falls back laughing. NUKE'EM••• Bet the l> ■f-•th■ yo ■tyou! "Anoth ■ r quality ham■ game fr01nButl•r Broth•r ■."

1B2 CASEY WONG OYER DELTA CITY GRAPHIC

CASEY
Still no official ■ tartdate for OCP' ■ 0.lta City Project. Labar Leader's have refused to sanction construction until OCP can guarantee the personal safety of workers in Old Detroit. Robert Merton, Vic ■ President in charge of the RoboCop PrDQrAIIII
183

INT MORTON"S OFFICE DAY

The naN Nor-ton <new hair style, new cloth••• n■w glasses> talk• with th ■canfidance thAt comes with succ••••

PIORTON
Well. J can't co-nt an Dalt• City ••• that•• not my division,
(one day it ■ ightbe)
but at Security Concepts w■ ·re pro- J ■ctinothe ■nd of cr-i- in Old

Detroit within 40 days••• Th~e·• a a new guy in toNn, And his name is RoboCop •••

t1Drtan&miles, charming, self-assur•d.

184 8ETACAM VIEWFINDER -- PULL OUT

as Morton stands and th• NeNs Crew bagins ta br•ak down their gear.

l'IDRTON Gatta 90 ••• Thanks, g.ntle-n.

185

INT CMI TOWER -- CORRIDOR -- DAY

MUZAK1 Aa•rl~an Patrol. Norton walks down the hall. People ••Y hello, and he nods. Another-•x•cutive, WALKER, falls in with him.

WALKER
Hey, hey, Bobby-boy. Vice President. Congratulations ••• Handball Tuesday night?
MORTON
Lave ta, Bill •••but I got a date. Couple of models coming over to •Y place.
WALKER
<wink> I'd buy that for a dollar!

They stop at a door marked Ex ■cut1v• Waahroo.. Both pull out gold cardkeys and laugh. God, it' ■great to be young and upwardly mobile. Walker- opens the d00r.

WALKER
Welcome to the club, Bob.
186

INT EXECUTIVE WASHROOL1

Miles of tile and beveled glass ••• signs point the Nay to the Jacuzzi, the gym, the sauna and everything else you need to cDnlbatstress and fatigue httr' ■atthetop. TNO EXECUTIVES are at the sinks, a third is taking a pi••• Morton and W..lkerunzip in tandem and Join hi ■•

WALKER
You"re ••king a real nama -for-your- self in Security Concepts with RoboCop. Let me in on the bott0111 line, pal. I hear Jones was plenty pissed.

The other Executiv•• 100k up, inter•stftl.

l'IORTON You know, h•·• got this killer r•p but it's a smokescreen ••• L•t·• face it, he"s lost his t..th. He"• a pussy.

NALKER
Are we talking about th• --- Dick Jon••?

"ORTON Hey, he's old. We're young. That·• life.

The two Executiv•s at the sinks •xchange locks and head for the dear wh•r• they are joined by the third Executive who is still zipping up. Norton and Walker notice.

"ORTON Hey•••

A stall door opens. Dick Jones walk• to the sink and begins to wash his hands. With painful determination, Walker exercises samuri control over hi• body and stops peeing.

WALKER
(9runt> s..z, I 9otta -•tin9 ••• I 9otta go.

He turns, zipping up, a stain apr•ading n•ar his crotch as he rushes away. f"lcrtancringes as Jon.. walks up behind hi ■and literally br•athes down his neck.

JONES
Con9ratulations, Bob.

11DRTON ••• uh,thanks.

JONES
(•vanly> I ra.....tt.,-whenI•a• a young eKecutiv• fOI""'thisca.pany••• I u ■■d to call th• Old Nan funny na- ■••• ironbutt••• boner ••• one• I •ven callad him••• asshol•.

Norton-zips up, pu ■h••past Jan•• and heads fer the sink. See panic in his fac• when ha lr;,oksinthe •irrcr.

JONES
But there was always respect. I always knew where the line was drawn, AND YOU JUST STEPPED OVER IT, BUDDY BOY. YOU'VE INSULTED ME, AND YOU"VE INSULTED THIS COMPANY WITH THAT BASTARD CREATION OF YOURS•.• I HAD A GUARANTEED MILITARY SALE WITH ED 209••• RENOVATION PROGRAM••• SPARE PARTS FOR TWENTY-FIVE YEARS! WHO CARES IF IT WORKED OR NOT?
MORTON
The Old Man thought it w•s pretty important, Dick.
JONES
(back in control> You know, he's a sweet old man, and he means well. But he's not going to live forever, and I ·mnumb•r·two around hera. Pretty simple math, huh, Bob? <spitting> YOU JUST FUCKED WITH THE WRONG GUY! You better hope that unholy creation

of yours doesn't screw up.

Jones leaves.

187 IN THE MIRROR

Morton in the mirror as the door slams behind Jones.

188 WHITE STATIC

pulsates with color. A gentle rush of voice and musical tones. Suddenly a DARK IMAGE cracks the light and just as quickly it is gone.

189 VERY CLOSE ON ROBO

asleep in the chair. He grimaces.

190

INT OBSERVATION ROOM -- NIGHT -- TWO TECHNICIANS

eating and talking. Telemetry units pump out reams of graph paper. Through a window, Robe sleeps in his chair.

TECHNICIAN 1
I thought we'd go to Alcapulco but

rebels blew up the airport again ••• Hey, what was that7

TECHNICAN 2
(bangs an a 1a0nitor-> Goddamn ■onitora•••

191 NOVE INSIDE ROBO

jaw tight, sweating. The ru•h of vaic.. grONs lauder-.

192 THE WHITE STATIC

is suddenly •h•ttared by the DARI<JNAGEa Shadows with shotguns aave in as they fire.

193 ROBO

sits up with a start. Panels of indicator- lights an the chair flicker in rapid succession.

194

INT OBSERVATION ROOM

Outside Robe stands up. The Technician• notice.

TECHNICIAN 1
Hay, Look. Bucket boy•• an line.
19S

INT PRECINCT HALLWAY - ROOSEVELT

leans against the wall, hitting on FOLEY, a pretty lady cop.

ROOSEVELT
•••sure, I'• a scientist, but I hit the gym three ti-• a Neek •••

The holding cell door flies open with fQr"'ce. Robo walks away down the hall. Roosevelt checks his watch and bolts for the observation r-00111door.

196

INT OBSERVATION ROOM

Roosevelt pushes past the two Technicians and rifles through graph papar, ca.paring readouts. The Technicians know th•y•r• in troubl•-

ROOSEVELT
Wh,.,,did1:hishappan •••? llha1: 1:he hellis 1:his?
197

INT PARKING GARAGE - NIGHT - LEWIS

and her new PARTNER escart a handcuffed PRISONER toward th• daUbl• d001"" ■thatant ■rthe Pr-acinct. Rabo steps thrauQh th• dear, heading out. LfiilliSwatch••him pass, then1

LEWIS
Jerry, baok"etnand I'll catch up with you later-. Thank•.

She heads after Reba.

19B AT THE TURBOCRUISER

Robe opens the door. LaMis .,..lksup, unsur ■• What do you &ay to this 9uy?

LEWIS
Uh, hello. Ihav■n·t had a chance to introduce myself ••• 1· ■Anne Lewis.

Robe turns, stepping closer to Lewis. It ••k•• her nervous.

199 ROBOVISION

Lewis waits but Robe isn·t talking. Ha's analyzing. Data and grids crunch by.

LEWIS
Do you have• nA11te?

Command Graphics WDRkJNG. Then, CDfftftlandGraphic: PRIIIE DIRECTIVEB1

DIRECTIVE 11 Prctac:t and arve th• public truat. DIRECTIVE 21 Uphold th• L•"• DIRECTIVE lh C CLABBIFIED l

200 RDBO

utterly silant. Finallys

ROBD
How can I help you, Officer-Lewis7
LEWIS
Oh, o-, uh ••• That·• not really what J -•nt ••• Don't you have a na-?

201 ROBOVISION

W. study Lawis"• face, analyze it with all our systams •• she leans in, questioning. Now sh• frowns.

LEWIS
Com"on, Nurphy ••• it ia you.

::o:: ROSO

steps back~ cautious.

LEWIS
You really don't remember me, do you'?
ROBO
No. E::cuse me... I have a job to do. Somewhere there·s a crime happening.

He slides into the car and fires it up.

watches him drive away, confused and unsure. She turns as Roosevelt jogs up. He don't look happy.

ROOSEVELT
What'd you talk to him about, of4iccr7
203A

INT PRECINCT -- LOCKER ROOM

Morton races in with Reed. He's going to get to the bottom Of this fast and take it out on Reed in the meantime.

MORTON
Listen ••• I was assured full cooperation *** by this precinct, buddy, and if it gets screwed it up by one of your grunts I'm gonna have your job•••

Near the door, Tyler waits, worried, a sheaf of telemetry paper in her hands. Morton grabs the papers, makes a show of looking at them <buthe probably doesn·t understand them) and keeps goi_ng. Tyler falls in beside him.

MORTON
Okay guys, what's the update? We got a glitch or what?
TYLER
Well, it's hard to be 100 percent, but this system was never designed to experience Detailed Som•tic Response •••

And now they reach Roosevelt who stands glowering over Lewis. ·She is SLtllen, defensive, maybe a little pissed off.

:Sl

ROCSE'./ELT Yeah. He had a dream. And then this cop saw fit to question him'.

LS:WIS I didn't question him... I asked *** him his name and he didn't know.

MORTON
Oh. Great. Let me make it real clear *** to ycu. He doesn't have a name. He's got a program ••• Clear?

LS:WIS Uh. • •sure. ***

TYLER
I say we pull him in, run a systems· check, the works•••
ROOSEVELT
Take about a week••• maybe ten days.
MORTON
You want to take him off line *** because he had a dream? Are you kidding?
(Reed .andLewis are present)
Come on, let's get out of here •.• Listen, Reed, try and keep one thing in mind. This project doesn't concern cops, it's classified, it's OCP... Got it?
REED
Got it.

Morton hustles away with Roosevelt and Tyler in tow.

MORTON
(back to business> We keep him on the streets, we maintain the schedule... I can't afford ar,ydowntime right now•••

And they··regene.

LEWIS
Sorry, Sarge. I fucked up.
REED
Forget it, kid, the guy·s a serious asshole•••

A lonelf pl.:1.ce1!"1t!iemi::dleofthenight near• freewa·1 O'•er~osslit by a huge el-ectricsign spells out "SHELL." Somi:cneriding a batt:reC gr'2ymotorcyc::leroars into the s~ati~n.

205 ATTENDANT BOOTH

The ATTENDANT, glasses and pimples, concentrates hard on his Analytic Geometry textbook. He looks up when he hears a tap-tap-tap on the booth's glass window.

206 WHAT HE SEES

Emil, Clarence's wheel man, stands there, leering, using the barrel of his MAC-10 to get the attandants att:.ention.

EMIL
Gimme all your money, bookworm, or I'll blow your brains out.

The Attendant empties the cash drawer into the slide drawer and shoves it toward Emil. Emil pockets the money with one hand and holds the gun on the Attendant

with the other.

EMIL
Now fill it up on number 7.

The Attendant ner""vouslypunches buttons with cne hand. Emil backs towards his bike. The numbers on the pump go Emil pulls down a haze and inserts the nozzle

into Emil's bike. The feed hose flexes as 9as i• delivered at hi9h pressure.

El'IIL 1· ■a good shot, ,un. Don't do nuthin' stupid. I could hit you in the eye from here•••

Points the oun at th• Attendant's booth, orabs a cigarette out of the pack and light• it Nith on• hand.

207

INT TIJRB0CRUIBER -- ON THE OVER PASS

Robe looks d01,r1natthe gas station, a ••11-lit oasis in the middle o,f• dark city.

20B R0BDVISI0N

Command Graphics NIBHT YISIDN. A video enhanced view of the gas station;• man stand• n•ar the pulftP ■, pointing a oun at the booth.

209

EXT GAS STATION -- ENIL

continues to give th• attendant a bad ti-.

El'IIL Hey, man, what you readin' in there? You a ~allege boy or SOfaethin'? I bet you think you're pretty -•rt, huh? You think you can outsmart a bullet?

210 ROB□ •sARNORED FEET

hit th• pavemant. He moves with quiet precision.

211 ENIL

pulls on his cigar•tte, having a good ti.... He hear• something and spin• around to•-

212 ROBOCQP

standing there, his oun dr-awn.

RDBD
Drap 1 t.

21:S El'IIL

fr-aez••· He drops his ci9ar ■ tte.His •Y•• dart wildly.

214 R0BDVISIDN

Th• ci9ar•tt• ■aalder-s an th• ground. Now - zoom in clas• an Emil·• face.

ROBO
Dlt•dar •liv•, pal. Eith•r way yau•r• coming with Me.

215 EMIL

ha• h•ard th••• wards before. Ha star•• at Rabo, staggered by niQhtntaredeja vu.

EMIL
Y-you?

It's all toa much. He opens up with the NAC-10 and dives far cavar behind the 9as pumps. Bullets bounces aff Reba's ar11t0r•ndshred the gas pumps. One severs the feed hose and gas sprays aut under high pr..aure.

216 THE ATTENDANT

can·t believe Nhat he's seeing. Pink oa• •••hes the glass windOM af the baath. Ha grabs hi• books and runs a•ay •• fast as he can.

217 EMIL

fires, advancing to hi• bike. Fountains erupt fram g•s pumps as he riddle• them with bullets. Gas seethes across the pavement, lapping •t hi• shoes. He p•nics.

21B ROBOVISION

Command Graphic, TARBETINB. Behind the ruptured pu,nps, Emil Jumps on his bike, and Jams it into gear. The bike slips and braadies on the fuel slick•d tarmac. And new we're aaving very quickly, racing tDNard

219 THE CISARETTE

It ■ntalders on the ground. Tiny fingara af gasoline rac• ta m..t it.

220 EMIL

is terrified. The bike inches faraward as the rear wh-1 spins furiously, spraying o••• The bike hits dry ground and l••P• away. E■ ilholds an far his life.

221 ROBO

steps an the cigarette Just before the v•• re•ches it. Gas floods the pav-nt around his f..t. Suddenly,

222 THE SHELL STATION

eKplodes. Robo is ■n9ulfed in fl•-• and E•il, leaning lDM on th ■bike, races ah ■adof the firaball.

223 IN THE FIRE

blackened mechanical lags step through th ■burning rubble.

224 ROBOVISIDN

Command Graphic1 TMBETINB. Vectors lock on th• escaping Emil as Ne clear the fire, rais■ our blazing arm and fire.

225 EMIL'S MOTORCYCLE

flips violently. Emil goes flying.

22<!>EMIL

opens his eyes•• smoldering ■t ■■ lhandspick him up, lifting him past Robo·• fire-blackened legs and torso until he is ■ye-to-eye with Robo.

227 RDBOVISIDN

COfflmandGraphic: RECORD. Emil i• delerious. He smiles as we record his face front and side. Behind him the gas station goas up in flamas.

EMIL
Y-you·re dead, aan••••

228 ROBO

Bright flam•• refect in his visor•• the underground storage tanks explode.

RDBD
Who are you'?

Emil 1..rs an idiot·• grin and passes out. A fire ball. plulnl!sskyNardt.DNard t.he9iant SHELL ston and the •s11 explodes in a shDNl!I'"ofneon sparks••• Robo, flAffl••and •f-ELL.•

229

INT PRECINCT - HALLWAY -- ROBOVISIDN

W. are Nalkin9 dONn a corridor tONards a double door ••r-kadPolic ■CoapuLab fast. Ten infor...tionLOADERS look up fra• th■ irNDrkstations as the doars open. Th•y look. little sh<x:kad.

230 CECIL THE CLERK

•curri•• to the front counter. He's scared and it ••k•• hi• ■peach impedi ■entw01""ae.

CECIL
C-c-can I help you, ■ ir?
ROBO
No.

Cecil adjusts his Qlasses and tries to b• brave.

CECIL
W-w-what exactly i• it you w-w-want? This is a r-r-r-restrtctive area••• uh, sir!

Reba pushes past Cecil and steps up to the CFN ter ■ inal. Cecil blusters in·front of hi ■, au9HIIDningrighteous indignation but stop• short when Robo raises his ar• and makes a fist. TCHJKK! A -t•llic ■trip snap• into place, protruding from his knuckles.

·231 CECIL AND THE LOADERS

react to this. Cecil jumps back. Robe ignores -him.

232 ROBO

inserts the eetallic strip into an access port. Hundreds of 1111.10shotsflashacross the ■cr-n. The reflected faces race across his visor.

233 ROBOVISION

Command Graphic1 PLAYBACK. The augshots we t00k of Emil at th• Q•• station play. Recr••t• his face in vectors, ■can and turn and analyze.

234 THE CFN TERMINAL

Th• vector analysis of Emil·• fac• app ■ar•an th ■scraen other th• blur of •ug shots. Sudd•nly a augshot of Eail fr-z•s. His rap sheet appears. His knDMn accoeplic•• ar ■ ltstad along with •UQ shat• and rap sh-t•••• Joe, Chan, L■an, Clarance.

We scan Clarence·• lengthy rap ■h-t, stopping ats

Buapact, ~• DPD Dffic..-A.iJ.P1L1tPHY Fil ■Ace-• Code • X.JDIIUl3

Ca.n.•nd6r~hic1 PLAYBACK. Lewis ~pe•r• qu•rtet"' ■cr ■en. She s•ys, •Murphy••• it is you.•

ENTER• XJCl51B::S

2::S6ROBO

tilts his he•d •• n•w infarm•tion fl•sh•s an th• screen.

2::S7THE CFN SCREEN -- A PHOTO 1.D. OF 1'11.JRPHY

appears along with the folla..inginfar-aation1

1'11.JRPHY,Al ■NJ•-. KIA ::S12B,.,.,.,..,..LAn■ DPD lDllB7BB CDECEASEDJ CLASSIFIED

2::SSROB□

star ■ satthe scr ■en, Murphy's fac ■r ■ flactltdacrosshi• visor.

2::S9ROBOVISION -- VERY CLOSE ON

C D E C E A S E D

240

EXT HOUSING COL'IPLEX DAY

The TurboCruis•r rolls past a str-t sign1 PRIMROSE LANE. Th• sky darkens ov•rhead. Each resid ■ntial unit in the compl•x is identical exc•pt far color and condition.

241

INT TURBOCRUISER ROB□

pulls up tn front of a w■ athar•dpr•-f•b hous■• Thar ■·• a FOR BALE sign pound•d into the ov•rgrown lawn. H• checks the address: 3128 Prinros■ Lane.

242 AT THE FRONT DOOR

Robo tries the door ••• it's op•n. Thund•r rulllbles overh ■ ad.He push•• th• doer apen.

24::SINT "1.JRPHY"SHOUSE - DAY

Th ■hous■ ts a ca.pact, ■-nsibly d•sign ■d living spac ■• Lots of built-in•, •••rt appliances••• an electronic cottage. Suddenly, PIUZAK; Fanf•r• for th• #od•l Ho••·

244 A 11AL.LCONUNIT

Nanitar, phone, CCNIND&ndk ■yp•d•••allbuilt into a ch•~• pracitical unit. Th■ aanttor flickers to life

with the logo JnterSpac ■ Nat.Norkand a happy SALESMAN wearinQ a bDN ti•.

SALESMAN
Welcome. shopper! Let's tak• • stroll throuQh your n•w hama•••

245 LIVING ROON

Robo stands in the e91pty rOOffl.The CamUnit pops on and the Salesman continues his rap.

SALESMAN
This is a on• family haus• built by ZM Industries. Situated near schools and shappinQ c•nters, this PrDQlr•ssive community ha• a orowth factor of 7•••
246

ROBOVISION - FLASHBACK

Rebo scans the room. Pictures and furniture bleed tnta the roam, shitnmerinQ. The TV is on and Murphy's San is watchino T~ L•z•r. On scre1m, LAZER blasts a bad QUY and spins his gun into his holster. Now he turns ta us as he fades away.

MURPHY'S SON

247 ROBO

stands, confused by this ■xp ■ritmc ■,th■nlftDVe■toth ■

24B THE KITCHEN

Submarine style, very functional, lats of built-in applianc ■ s,anotherComUnit. It caaas ta life as Reba passes. He picks up a lone coff ■ecup in the ampty ap■n shelving that says •world Class Husband.•

SALESl'IAN

And, say, it doesn't ■atter Nha cooks in your family b ■cause this Kitchen by Food Concept ■Makes everything a anap!

Robe ■et• th ■cup on the counter a littl• too hard. The handle off breaks in hi• hand.

249 THE HALLWAY COl'IUNIT

flashes an as Raba Nalks by. Th ■Salesman talks fast.

SALESNAN
Short an cash? With Nast.,-Budget fin.ncino, your ••rnino PON.,.is your equity••• ..,.••n•o• your inc0111e so that you can manage your life.

250 MASTER BEDRDON

Robe steps in. Lots of ■ irrors■ake the raam loak bigger than it is. The CoatUnitclicks an.

SALESMAN
Ah, the Master S.droom ••• functional space with• touch elegance •••

251 ROBOVISION -- FLASHBACK

We scan the empty ro0ffl.The furnishings blttedin as MURPHY'S WIFE walks by in her robe heading for the bathroom. Robe follows her.

MURPHY"S WIFE Jimmy n9eds new clothes for school •••the Websters want us to cOtN to their party•••and•••hey, you look SeHY in th•t shirt.

She drops her robe and steps into the steaming shower. She turns in the door.

252 ROBO

is left looking at himself in the bathroom ■ irror-.He touches the visor of his ■ask. The Co.unit snaps on next to the mirror.

SALESMAN
Hey, have you thought it all over? Why not aake •• an offer? I'• ready to make a de•••9rkKK!

Robo shoves his fist throuvh th• scr-n.

~3 EXT CEMETERY -- DUSK -- LIGHTENING FLASHES

in puddles and rain pour ■as Robo walk• aaonQ the tombstones. Roba Nalk• b■t....enNind Nhipped tr-•- Thunder roll••• liQhteninQ snakes across th• sky.

~ ROBOVISION - FLASHBACK

with each crack af lightaning. The faces af the gang swirl in front of us, threatening, 1..,-1n9•••Eail••• Joa •••Chan•••Lean•••Claranc ■• And nDN ...ca.a ta •

S9

2:55 WHITE NARKER

with a raised white cross which reads: .-a.EXPIURPHY, S•lo~•d Hu•b•nd and Feth•r, RIP.

25b EXT HIGH RISE LUXURY CONDO -- NIGHT

The thunder star- ■rolls thrDl.lghthe cityNith rain and Harm wind.

257

INT NORTON'S BACHELOR PAD

NUZAK: 8raztltan Saaba. Glass and •lectronics dominate. The curtains are blDNing in frDfflth• balconey. Norton lays down lines fer hi11tSelfCHARDRA, a model of the Eurotrash Exotica variety.

CHANDRA
(at the and of a line> There·• Just aa.ethino about the way it sounds. Vice President. It ••• Just••• turns aeon.

25B NORTON

81

C•N•LMOST TASTE IT. HE SCOOPS COKE INTO A SPOON AND

he•d• far-the balcony.

259

EXT ON THE BALCONY -- TAWNY

Chandra's exotic partner-in-criae, stands in the war• rain waaring a sapphire c~~ktail dress.

NORTON
Sununer star•••• J love the rain ••• hey., you,ilike tobu11pcrAck7

, TAWNY It's ane\of the things J like to do.

Sh• turns as Norton rais•s th• spoon. Cacain ■ spills off h•r cheek, acra■s her chest. Norton ■-s his chance and 9rabs it.

11DRTON Wall, ·what da you think af this?

He laans in kissin9 at har nack, lickin9, Narking his Nay down betwean her br•••t•. Chandra gi99l•• •• she Jain• th••· But nON she pauts.

CHANDRA
Save aoat■far••• Bab.

Th ■daorb•ll rings.

bO

NORTON
Th•t ■ust b• t~• chuap•on•·••
260

INT NORTON RUSHES TD THE DOOR

He knows he's about to o•t it like he"s n ■ verhadit before. He opens the doar. A KILLER stick• th• barrel of his gun in Norton·• nose. Nor-ton•-• hi ■but.,. don't. Norton backs into the roa•••• lots of terror, very little dignity.

KILLER"S \/DICE Bitches. Leave.

T•wny and Chandr• grab their clutch bags and edge quickly toward the door. Impulsively, Chandra checks her lipstick in a compact mirrDr'.

TAWNY
Bobby•••bye•••you gonna call

And they're gone. As the doer closes, Nor-tan i• ahoved across the raom. Norton suamans what little courage he h111s.

NORTON
Wh•tever it is you want, you won't o•t away with it. Do you know who I am?

261 THE KILLER"S HANDS

twist• silenc.,. onto tt)ttendof the gun. W. hear TUNELESS HUffl"IING.Tha,,/Qunbarreldrops. FIJI.JRCIUICK SHOTS.

262 NORTON

goes dDNn, shot in the legs, crying out, whimp.,.ing •om.thing like, "I can't beli ■v•this is happ.,,ing••••

2.~ THE NIRRDRED TABLE THE KILLER"S HAND

puts a -all Watch,...nTV on thetabl• and pr••-• a button. Th• HANDS aave to the eek ■supply, tak ■a sloppy pinch, SNORTING SOUNDS, aar ■hu-ing, grab a cigar ■tt ■and light it. Norton tri- • diff ■r ■nttact.

NORTON
1•11 give you anything. Anything. PLEASE dan•~ kill-•••
84

JDNES'S DN TY

Hello again, Buddy-Boy. Dick Jone• here. J vu••• you·r• an your kn-• about now••• b99gin9 far-your life••• p•thetic••• YOU DON'T FEEL SO COCKY NOW DO YOU, BOB?

264 NORTON'S SAINES£ CAT

rubs up •o•inst the Killer·• 1•9•· Th• Killer's HAND scratches th• cat·• ••rs.

265 NORTON

is in t.,.riblepain, he's b.. n shot, and his cat is in heat for the Killer.

85

JONESDN TY

Yau know what the real tragedy is h•r•, Bob? W ■ could hav• baan f,--iends...•xcapt you wauldn·t 90 through proper channels••• you Nant over •Y head ••• that hurt.

266 A HAND GRENADE

is placed an the mirror tabla by th ■Killer·• HAND. Clink.

267 NORTON

silently says •no• av.,.and over again•

86

JONESDN TY

But life ooas an••• it's an old story••• th• fi9ht far-love and glory, right Bob? It helps if you think of it••• v•••·•• every v•m• has a winner and• la.er••• I'm cashing you out, Bob.

26B THE KILLER'S HAND

pulls the pin an the grenade. Th• ■paon fli•• acro■ s the room and lands n••r Norton·• cat.

269 NORTON

stru99es toward the mirror table•• the Killar ■tends.

270

EXT HALLWAY CLARE/IICEBODDICKER

■teps out of Nurton·• apartment. Ash• pull ■the door shut Ne s- Norton _i-•achingfor th• 9r ■nad•. At the last possible _,••~t, Norton•• cat slips aut. Claranc•

/ -----·

heads dONn the hall, hufllllling.Behindhim th• doer is blown off its hinges.

271

INT TURBOCRUISER NIGHT -- RAIN

washes across the windshield as Raba drives through Old Detroit, hunting, searching. He flicks the input strip an his fist and plugs into the access part next ta the crime Conlputeran the dash.

272 THE CRIME COMPUTER

comes alive with facts and figur•• and a brace of photos: Jae, Chan and Clarence. A hardcopy f-d• out of the printer.

273

EXT DARK STREETS -- THE TURBOCRUISER

roars past a Delta City sign that aays1

Futur• Has

D L T A ''"'"•ZTV

274

EXT A STREET CORNER NIGHT

The TurboCruiser idles nearby. Roba shov•• a NERVOUS PIMP against a Nall and shows him the picture. Thundttr'. Frightened, the Pi.rapshakeshis head -- No.

275

EXT UNDER AN AWNING - NIGHT

two HOOKERS wait out the rain, shivering. Robo stands in the downpour with the 191.19sheet. They confer briefly, then shake their heads -- Na.

276

EXT IN AN ALLEY -- NIGHT

The rain has stopped by the streets are still wet. A row of ten TEENAGE GANGMEMBERS on their knees, hands on tap of their heads, facing a brick wall. Rabo walks b•hind them, holding the photograph inches frDm each one·• face. In turn, the tough kids shake their heads -- No - but the last guy hesitates. Robo steps on.his leg. He points to Chan. Robo picks hi ■up by his collar and the kid talk• fast. Rabo drops hi• heads far the TurbaCrui ■•r•

277

INT ROCK SHOP - NIBHT

-----......_,,·..

This is the bigg~t processing lab in th• city. Built in what was ance a'<:-,,.eeraarket,thef 1aor-to-cei1 ing windows· have be1m p•in~•d out and a Nh-zing phar•aceutical assembly line sprawls across the flourescent lit interior, grinding sifting and bottling cocaine. Wark.,.•...aringprotective ..ska tand the

line. Ov•rh••d on catw•lks, ou•rds Mith shotguns k•ap an •ye on th• work.rs. Cok• dusts the •ir.

Clarence and SAL, a fish-eyed 11anin• bad suit, walk throuQh the I.ab. Sal is flank ■dby two BODYGUARDS wearino heavy iron in shouldar holster-•. Leon end Joe trail further back. Chan wanders past noisy ••chines on the line, b•lancino his autoload. He stop&, helps himself to a sloppy nose full of cocain ■,than heads off in another dir ■ction.

SAL
<gettino 111ad> I don't give a shit what you wanna pay, Clarence. I set the price in this town.
CLARENCE
Cleaning in, cool> Listen, pal, 11aybeyou haven't heard: I'11the guy in Old Detroit••• You want space in my marketplace, you're gonna have to Qive - a volume discount •••
SAL
Lelltffleputthingsin p.rspectiv• her•, hero. You killed• bunch• cops ••• the Nord around is you oat biQ connections downtown••• You ■ake a Iott• p•ople nervous. They would love to••• som• ouy like .. put you outta busin••••
CLARENCE
I run the sales organization in Old Detroit, you dumb wop son of• bit=h• I can keep th• streets dry lono enough to put you back in the alive oil business.
SAL
<to a Bodyguard) Frankie, blow this cocksucker'• he•d Qff.

Frankie draNs hill'big, uoly 11aonum. Chan staps around the cor-n■rbehind\Sal, cockino his ■hotoun,'■ liding it under-Sal'• chin.· Ev.,.yonein the lab stops what they·re doino --t°"~~ch the outcon.. Clarence pats Sal on the cheek. ~,.-..........

CLARENCE
Sal, baby, the Tioer• ar• pleyino

tonight and l n•v•r ■ iss• g•ae. Could we g•t together on this?

278 THE HEAVY STEEL DOOR

behind Chan fl•x•• violently and.f•lls open to r•veal standing in the door-way, his A-9 out •nd ready to do busin•••• Chan pivots to face hi ■• Sal's athar bodyguard draws his gun. Th ■Worker• an th■ lin■ go far a handy assort...ntaf auta,naticwaapans. Th■ guards overheard cock their shot guns.

ROBO

Come quietly ar th ■r-e'llbe•••trouble.

279 ROBOVISION

CQfflrRandGraphic:CDl18AT NJDE. A fllOffl•ntofdisbelief flickers over the faces of this small army of hoods. Lightening analysis af position• and armament: 1~ TARGETS••• 9 SHOTS CFI.LL.lLeon looks annoyed and goes for hi• gun.

LEON

Oh, fuck you•••

All hell breaks loose •s everyone with a gun opens fire. Clarenc• hits the ground. Behind him, Chan fir ■■, cocks and fires again.

280 ROBO

Bullets and buckshot glance off his ar•or• He uses hi• forearm ta parry a bullet ai-d at his face. All th■ while his A-9 blazes. Clarence scrambles to g ■taway from Robo and all th• firepower directed at hi ■•

281 CHAN

is blDNn off his feet into Sal's lap. Leen stands exposed, struggling to get his own gun out.

282 THE BODYBUARDS

Frankie's eyes cro■• as he takes a bullet b■t-n thHI. Hi• ■ idekicki• ,-,,unaround by Robo'• bullets into the path af automati1:egunfiir ■fromthe Lab Worker ■•

28:S JOE

',

aapties his .4S d"""1rhanded. A bullet blows tNO af his finger• off and '-s■ndsthe gun ■pinning ANAY• A Hood naxt to Laon takes an ■ thiroughthe chest. Lean 9rabs Jae and pull ■hi ■ through a fire door. An •lair ■■ounda.

6S

2B4 RDBOVISION

Th• targeting grid• dance froe an• Hood to th• next and •• pick them off aethadically. TARBET&, 10•••9•••a••• 2 SHOTS REPIAININB•••CRELIIAD!J Two ■or• Hoods go dawn.

285 ROBD

grabs S•l by th• neck and hurls him across the r00fll.H• drops• clip and reloads inane -ooth action.

2B6 THE WORKERS

duck as Sal's body hits the rack af glassware and falls across• rotating filler,sorter ..chin ■• Plu,..•of cocaine cloud the air. L•b Workers return fire from behind the moving bottling ••chinltf"'y.

2B7 RDBOVISION

Command Graphics CDPIBATMODE. Th ■-thodical extermination of bad guys continues. TMBET81 7•••6••• 7 SHOTS RENAINJNG••• On the catwalk•• abov■, the Shotgun Guards fire and retreat b.t\indcover. V9etars suggest possile strategies.

28B THE CATWALKS

both guards came out to fire. Rabo fires, spins, and fires again. One guy thuds to the 9raund. The other ouard, hit in the neck, wedo•• his foot and hangs from the catwalk up ■ id•down.

2B9 RDBO

spin• again and levels his A-9 at

290 CLARENCE

He pulls the pin on a grenad ■• The rODfflhasbeen decimated around hi ■• The dead Shot9~n Guard hangs behind hi ■by his h-1 ■•

CLARENCE
Cool it, cop, or J turn this room int0;:a••at 1 ocker.

291 ROBD

jaN set, the mean~t cap that ever lived starin9 over the barrel of a s■ok~ng Auto-9, steps closer.

292 CLARENCE

bares his fano••

CLARENCE
I -•nit, ■an••..

293 RDBD

smil•s slightly. Then h• grabs Clarenc ■•

294 CLARENCE SAILS THROUGH THE AIR

and crashes through• painted floar-to-ceilinQ supermarket NindON. Another windDN shatt.,-swhen the grenade goes off outside.

29:S RDBD

spins the A-9 into its holster•• he crosses the r00ffl, all business, stepping over ..veral d•MI thugs and through the shattered window.

CLARENCE Cl/. O.> (talking fast> Let,.. save us both a lot of ti-. Put .. in Jail and I'll be out in minutes. I'm in business with OmniC-AAAAAAAAAAAAA!

296 CLARENCE

howls as he smashes through another window back into the lab. Blood frOM the hanging guard spatters his face.

297 RDBD

hovers over Clarence, ominously, and cuffs him.

RDBD
<• whisper> Clarence Boddicker. You're und.,. arrest. You have the right to r.._in silent. You have the right to an attar-n•Y•••
CLARENCE
List""• I· knOl!fth•guyyou WDl"'kfor. W."rll'buddi••• I could •ak ■lif• •asy ·far-you••• \

Clarance scr•a•s a~~Roba hoist ■him ta his f-t by hi• handcuffs.

RDBD
Anything you say can and will b• h■ld against you in a court af law •••

298 ROBOVISION

Command Graphic: RECORD. Clar•nc ■hits the jalllbhard. He turn& to back to Rabo.

CLARENCE
Ca,n•on,••"• t·• trying to do you • favar-. J Nar-kfor Dick Jon••• You can call hi ■• I have hi• card. Ha'• the number two guy at OmniCan•••

Comm•nd Gr•phic: YOICE/STRESS IINALYSIS.Breen l•tter• print out 93X TRUTH PROBABILITY.

299

EXT COKE LAB -- CLARENCE

crashes head first into the TurbOCruiser door.

CLARENCE
DON'T YOU GET IT ?!! O.niCon runs the cops. You're a cop.
ROBO
Yeah. I"m • cap.

He opens the car doar and shoves Clarance inside.

300

INT PRECINCT - BOOKING DESK -- REED

is on• rampage. Kaplan and Starkweath.,-brave th• storm.

KAPLAN
I don't lik• it any1n0rethan you do, Reed, but listen•••
REED
YOU LISTEN TO NE, ASSHOLE! vou·r• talking about shutting dawn• major ..trapalitan police for-ce•••With- out.cops, this city Nill t ■arit-lf apart.!
KAPLAN
I ••;the shop ■ t.,...ard■aIgotta tell'you. The union think ■you should know th.,.•••• a ■ trik•vot• last ~9ht •••

R•ad turn ■to th• grc::ll(inv"·groupofcopsthath•v• coa• in from th• lockar roorii;.Ha glar•s at first on■, th ■n another, looking fer proof that this isn~t tru•.

6B

STARKWEATHER
w.·re gettin' cr••-d out th.,..e, R■ed!

301 THE FRONT DOORS

fly open. Robo drags Clarence in and throws hi• a9ain ■t the booking desk. Clarance• snarls like a trapped animill.

ROBO

Book·em. He's• cop killer.

He turns, looking at the other caps for a IKtfllttnt,thttn heildsout the door.

302 THE COPS

are iipanor•m• of reactions ••• impressed, confused, angry•••and then thar•·• L..,.isNhoJust looks conc.,.ned.

CLARENCE
Just gi,.,...,.myfuckin'phone call.
303

EXT PRECINCT -- PARKING GARAGE ENTRANCE - NIGHT

MUSIC UP: Hard-driving and ominous. The sharklike no.. of the TurboCruiser leaps out into the street.

304

INT TIJRBOCRUISER- ROBO

drives, his Jaw ••t, grim.

30:i ROBOVISION

Command Graphic, PLAVBACI<. Clarance·• confession plays quarter screen over and avar again•• we twist and turn through dark city streets. •1 work for Dick Jones. He's the nuaber 2 guy at O..niCon••• DON'T YOU GET IT?!"

306

EXT THE TURBOCRUISER

bl•sts through th• squ•lo,-of Old O.troit.

307

INT DCP TOWER - JONES' OFFICE

'1

Jon•• is •t.his ,,_d•sk,t•lkingon the phon■•

\ JOIIES ••• IU~erstand ••• I know th• deal, but you 'i~t.- down. You just r ■-.nb•r that. You DMI!--

He h•ngs up, thinking, dru-ing Nell-.•nicur•d 4in9•rs an res.wood. He slides open• desk drawer •nd takes out a COmpuM-.,c•rd.

30B THE COl'!Pt.JNAP

is activated. A blinking red dot is aovtn9 toward the cent~. Robe is ca.in9.

309

EXT BRIDGE OVER THE RIVER NIGHT

The TurbaCruiser crosses into the financial district. Above dozens of brightly lit skyscrapers rts•s the imposing OmniCom Tower.

310

EXT FINANCIAL DISTRICT NIGHT

The TurboCruisar turns and heads down a ra•p into th• p~rking garage beneath the OCP Towar.

311

INT OCP TOWER -- PARKING GARAGE

Rabo pulls the TurboCruiser into• apace ne•r the elevators. Two exhausted EXECUTIVES, ti•• laasanacl, stare as Robo v•t• out o4 the car. Reba i9nar•s them.

312 ELEVATOR LOBBY

Robo pushes the call button. He Naits. DING! The elevator doors op•n and CLERKS and SECRETARIES push nervously past Robo. He st•ps in and th• doors close.

313

INT ELEVATOR - ROBO

waits. DING! The elevator-pause• at the T.Srd 4locr. the door-sopen and a cleaning wo.an, E""1A, back• in with her cleaning cart. The doors close. Now she looks at Robe.

Hi there•••

Robe nods.

314

INT DCP TOWER - ELEVATOR LOBBY - 112TH FLOOR

DING! The elevator doers apan and E-a push- her cart aut. Robe walks C,owna long corr-idar.

31:5 ROBO

reaches• set 04 d~ble dears ■arked1 Di ck ,1an ■•, lleniarPr ■•id11nt-'fl■ cur-ityCanc ■pt•D1v1•1an. H■ opens the door. '"'",

316

INT JONES' OFFICE - THE RECEPTION AREA

i ■empty and dark. Robo walks P••t thr ■edesks and through• door marked Private.

317

INT JONES' INNER OFFICE

is a huge L-shaped roam, dark •Mc•pt far-th• glow of city lights below. So.eon• lights• cioar ■tta. it·• Jones.

JONES
Come in. Offic ■r. You know I don't usually•- anyon• without an appointment ••• But in your case, 1·11 make an exception.

31B ROBO

steps foreward, his hand hovarino near his handcuffs.

ROBO
vou·r• under arrest.
JONES
Oh? What's the charge?
ROBO
Aiding and ab ■ ttino•known felon.
JONES
Sounds like I'• in• lot of trouble••• You better take .. in.

Robo reaches f~ hi• handcuff• and fr-z••·

319 ROBOVISION - T!iEPRINE DIRECTIVES

pump up

DIRECTIVE 11 P~ot ■ctand arv■ th■ public

tru ■t.

DIRECTIVE 21 Uphold. DIRECTIVE :S1 CCI.ABBIFIEDl

Dir ■ctiv■3 is flashing. B■ ap-b..p-be■p•••And now tt i ■r■v■al ■d1

DIRECTIVE :S1 0CP ~oduct Il>II94:SOS4-BC

JONES
What·• the .. tter, officer?

///,_,0CP ~Dduct ahall not act a1atn ■t

CX:P' ■be■ tlnt--t ■ ///llncx:P..,_ocluct■hall act agaln ■tany BtlnlarCK:PQfflc.,.///llncx:p Product ah&ll not•••

320 ROBO'S KNEES

buckle. His •rms 90 li•P• The·handcuffs fall an the desk. He struggles against his own failing body.

321 JONES

leans for-..ard, interested.

JONES
1·11 tell you what·• th• aatter. It's• little insurance policy called Directive 3••• My little contribution to your psychological profile. Any attempt to arrest a senior officer 0'fCNJ results in shutdown ••••

322 ROBOVISION

Dir ■ ctive3continues to flash•• the syst•m by system shutdown continues. A frenzy of warning lights and a blur of data as we collapse. Now vid ■obreak up distorts our vision. Jon•• stands9 looking down.

JONES
What did you think? That you were an ordinary police,..n? You're our product ••• and we can't v.,-ywall have our products turning against us, can we?

323 ROBO

struggles drunkenly 4ar his gun, pulls it clear of th• holster and th•n drops it.

JONES
Ahhh~~• th•r••• still a little fight left In you. llaybeyou'd like to ■eet a 4riend of ■ in ■••••

Janes pr•••••• switch and th• lights came an.

324 ED 209

stands behind Jon••• He cocks bath ar•• into 4iring position and ■ov•• around th• d••k toward Rabe.

JONES
Ihad ta kill Bob Norton bacause h•

..de a aistake••• Now it"s tiae to erase the mistake.

ED 209
You are tr•spassinQ an private property•••
325

INT JONES' OFFICE - RECEPTION AREA

Robe is blown throuQh the door and slallNnedintoa d•sk by the impAct of ED 209's bull•ts.

32b CLOSE ON ROBD

His visor is cracked and b•neath it we•- a human eye blinking.

327 ED 209

lumber• foreward, looming. He swings on• of his cannon ■uzzles like a club. THWACK!

328

INT HALLWAY ROSO

crashes through the double dODf""Sand hits the opposite wall h•rd .nough to.dent it. He shakes his head••

329 ED 209

walks fore.cardthrough the splinter•d double doors, raising th• cannon ,nuzzlelike an executioner and bringing it withing inches of Robo;s face.

ED 209
I am now authoriz•d to use d•adly force.

330 ROSO

&lams his fist against the cannon muzzle as hard as he can, deflecting it as ED 209 fires.

331 ED 209

blows his own arm off. He examines the SffiDkinQstump.

332 ROSO

struggles to his f-t, holding his head, bar•lY able to stand. H• staggers down the hall.

333 ED 209

•••11 -•rt rock•t from the l•unch tub ■next to th• ..chin• 9un port.

334 ROBO

looks over his shoulder And-• what·• c011in9.

335 THE Sl'IARTROCKET

336 ROBO

He dodges around• corn•r. Th• rock•t follows. Robe hits th• ground and the rocket ov•rshaot• hi•.

337

EXT OCP TOWER -- NIGHT

A fir•ball cansum■ s a bank of NindONs on th• 112th floor.

338

INT DICK .JONES'OFFICE

Janes is on the phone. H■ has to shout to be heard above the gunfir• and explosions•

111

JONES

•••.JUSTPUT LT. HEDGECOCK ON THE LINE••• THERE'S TROUBLE AT THE TOWER.

339

INT SL'IOKEFILLEDHALLWAYS

ED 209 lu•bers along, ••arching for Robo. Suddenly, Robo blindsides hi•, knocking ED 209 against th• Nall. ED 209 fir••• tracking Robe's retreat and shredding portraits of DmniCOffl' ■finestexecutives that line the "•11. Robo leaps through• door •ark ■dSTAIRWAY.

340

INT STAIRWELL

Robo staggers and falls down th ■stairs, leaking fluids.

341 ED 209

enters the stair...11. He pau... at the first step. His ~-tare auch larger than the individual steps. H■ takes• t ■nativestep, then another, then t_t.,.• 4or-Mfard, losing his balance and tumbles and over end to the next landing and crashes through th• handrail. NON he 4ac- the turtle's dil-a. He flails his ar•• and legs, trying to flip hi-•lf over. Frustrated he starts sh00tin11.

342 ROBO

staggers down and down and down. 8unfir• echoas.

343

INT HALLWAY

Janas pokes his head into th• d•cimat•d c0f""ridor. E-• roll• her cl•aning cart around the corn•r. Sh• looks at the destruction, then at Jones.

E1'll1A This ain•t gonna get cleaned up tonight •••

344

INT PARKING GARAGE -- NIGHT

Robe falls through a door ••rkad STAIRS. As he clilllbs to his feet, he is hit by ten spotlights.

34:; LT. HEDGECOCK

stands in th• covar of a SWAT Team van Nith • bullhorn. COPS and twanty fierce ASSAULT TEAM OFFICERS are in position behind a barricade of TurbOCruisars.

LT. HEDGECOCK
<bullhorn>

346 ROBO

looks confused•• weapons are cocked up and dDNn th• 1ine.

347

THE COPS - KAPLAN AND RANIEREZ

exchange glances.

KAPLAN
Hey, wait a ..cond•••

l'IANSON He·• a cop for Christ·• sake!

LT. HEDGECOCK
We have or-d.,..•todestroyit. Cbullhorn> Fire at will.

348 ROBO

■akes a run fCM""it•• the SWAT ta.. apans up. The opening barr•o• knock• hi ■off ht• f-t. He struool•• far-cover-behind• concrete coluan as bull ■ts d■nt his araar.

349 THE SWAT TEAM

has the firepower of a small army. Each man is a professional doing what he does b•st.

LT. HEDGECOCK
Aim for his h•ad! It's the only w.y to stop him.

3:50 ROBO

makes a dash for the next column. Bullets pound his helmet. He covers his face like a boxer, running until another fusillade knocks him down. He stufllbles, crawling, as bullets chew holes in his ar11t0r.

351 THE SWAT TEAM

track him with the barrels of their guns, firinQ constant!y.

3:52 ROBO

reaches cover pushing painfully to his fe•~ against the column. The bull.et• stop. He br-aceshimael.f and sprints with the last of his strength. The world e,cp_ladesaroundhim again. He throws himself over a low concrete wall.

3:53 EXT STREET -- PARKING GARAGE RAMP -- NIGHT

Rabe lands painfully, armor ragged, one leg badly damaged. He limps up the ramp to the str-t. Sirttns fill th• air.

3:54 INT PARKING GARAGE -- LT. HEDGECOCK

barks ord.,.son th• radio •scops jwnp for th ■ ircars.

35S

EXT STREET -- RDBO

staggers, falls and grabs a wall 4or support.

3:56 EXT PARKING GARAGE RAMP TURBOCRUISERS

leap out into the str■et like Jackals.

3:57 EXT ALLEY - RDBO

claws his Nay along the Nall. At the end of the alley, a TurbaCruisar Nails around the earner, lights flashing. Robo crash•• into a rON of garbag ■cans and falls into the str-t.

358 ROBO

359 A TIJRBOCRUISER

bears down on him, siren howling, lights blinding.

360 ROBO

stagg.rs to hi• feet.

361 THE TURBOCRUISER

screech•• to halt and the dODr'flies open.

362 ROBO

blinded by the light•, barely able to stand. His fi•ts are clenched, ready to fight.

363 LEWIS

steps aut from behind th• doar, hand ■ empty.

LEWIS
Murphy••• it•• okay. It·s -- Lewis.

364 ROBO

stares, dropping hi ■guard. He teeters and Lewis rushes to his side to support hi ■•

365 COMl'IERCIAL5

MUSIC UP: l Lov• D•trottl Lot ■of bra ■•and precu ■■ ian,fireworks over the city at night, and thr- drancars: A WOt'IANonrollerskates, an enthusiastic BUSINESNAN, and a BLACK MAN wearing a Jab coat. They sing, too: 1 love D•troit, it's th• pl•c• to b• / Business •nd Pleasur•l / Th• si9ht• and th• -•therl I D•troit ·s th• pl•c• 'for••·' Sponsored by th• CDfNl:l.tt- far Corporate Canc..-n.

366

NEDIA BREAK - JESS PERKINS• CASEY WONG

Happy, bright, successful yauno people.

CASEY
Good evening. 1· ■Casey Nono with Chris Perkins and th-• are tonight·• tap start...
(now very serious> ContaMinatad chlaraphyll at

Industrial PleN AirFar• resulted in ••rious br••thing diaord•rs far an esti••t•d 17X of th• popul•tion.

367

JESS PERKINS - THE TEXAS CLONE INSTITUTE

A doctor is reading from• prepared ■tat-nt. Several N0ffl■ nNeep.

JESS
Jt •a• r•ve•led today by doctors at th• Tex•• Clone Institute that HollY1J11100difAfflortalSylv••t_,. Stallone died y••t.,.d•y during an unsuccessful brain transplant••• A longtime support•r of bio- engin-ring, Stallone was 97.

368 COMMERCIAL 6

ANIMATION WITH HAPPY MUSIC1 A dapp..,.BOYDOG sniffs th• air, fallDNing a SCENT, tail wagging in anticipation. Th• SCENT l•ads us to a pretty GIRL DOG. Boy Dog -..k•• bedroom eyes at the Girl Dog, mounts h.,-,and Nails away until a NEW SCENT drifts past his no••• He l•aves the Girl Dog behind (shelooks a little annoyed) and follDNs the NEW SCENT ta• bawl piled hi9h with FELIX FOOD. "Everything your dog n-d• in Just one can."

369 CASEY WONG

Behind him a graphic of a police officltr'ina circl• with• line through it••• international ■ yMbolfor •Na Cops.•

CASEY
Police Union r ■presentitiv•s and Ollni- Com continued nRQot.iations today in in hopes of averting a cityt,tid• strike by police scheduled to begin tOfflorrawatmidnight. We 90 now live to Justin Ballard-W.tktn• in Lexington.

370 A TURBOCRUISER

rolls dawn a city str-t. Pull back far JUSTIN BALLARD- WATKINS. Sup•~•d av..,.,Live 10103.

JUSTIN
They·re an duty tonight, but Nhat about tamarraw? That·• th• question we put to people in the cri-- plagu■d Lexington ar•••

371 AN IRATE HIJl'IE-OWNER

holding• halllffler.Behindhi ■,baard ■ dupwindONs. Sup...-aver: Pater

Whitley, ---• PETER Th•y·r• public servants. They h•va Job security ••• They're not suppasad to strike.

372 AN OLD HIPPY

bearded, stoned,• button that says, •us aut of Mexico.• Super overs K■ v• Roaenbero, Shapkeepar-.

KEYA
The caps are worker• like everyone else in soci ■ty•••They·r ■getting • raw deal frDffl■anag...ent.You knON, cops have rights, taa•••

373 A PALE NUN

with a beatific smile. Super avart 8i ■t.,.Thar-• Plat ■ k,at.a.~v·• cant-.

SISTER THERESA
Crisis is God's way of searching for th ■truth. And if we seek with him, we discover our ONM humanity. Crisis can be a good thing. It brings people together-.

YIDEO BREAK UP:

374

INT OCP TOWER -- DAY -- HALLWAY

Clarence Boddick ■r walks along the war-torn hallway of the 112th floor, hufttfllingtunelessly,wearing• garrish Hawaii-.nshirt. WORKMEN ha1111nerandpaint. H• cDftlesto Jones· o~~ice and walks through the splintered double doors.

37~ INT JONES OFFICE - RECEPTION AREA

Busines goes on despite the destruction. Thr- SECRETARIES, the finest Maney can buy, ans.,..,-phon••• Clarence steps up ta th• prettie■t one. Her naMplat• says "BARBARA."

CLARENCE
Hi, Barbara••• Lt ■ten, I'm h.,.eto - Dick Janes, but after I' ■done talking Nith Dick I thought -yb• you'd like ta play with ■ tne••• I've

oat same fr- ti- later an••• ••vb• you could fit ae in.

BARBARA
(ice queen> Ha exp.c:ting you. Nr.Bocldicker.
376

INT DICK JONES' OFFICE

Janes sits at his desk looking out ov.,..th• city. Ha hold• the CampuNap card. The red light pulse• on the 91:tgeofth ■screen 9 still. Clarenc ■■ntars 9hu■ming.

CLARENCE
Hey. Dicky-bay. some decorator you got around here.

Clarence makes hi ■selfat home. dumping chunks of cocaine on Jane•· rosewood desk. cra1M1inooum in his mouth. crushing coke with Jones letter opener. cra,..ing coke in his nose. Janes spins around in his chair.

JONES
The. uh. "police officer• who-ar- rested you••• the one you spilled your outs ta••• You have ta kill hi••·• Yau really screwed up. you know •••
CLARENCE
Hey• pal. t·ve com• through far you whenever you n-d•d • favor••• All 1 ever asked in return.,...a guarant- of no jail. He••• taking - ta Jail•••
JONES
He's• cybaro. you idiot. Ha re- corded every word you said••• Hi• -mory is admissable as evidence ••• You involved-·•• Yau ..y have da,naged -•••
CLARENCE
Well• listan chief. you Nanted ct.ad cops so you could sell your rabat ••• Now I ootta deal with the fuckin' thing. I don't have ti.. far this bul lahit •••
JONES
- hold on••• I didn't ..y it NOuldn"t be wcrth your Nhile. 0.lta City bttQin•canstructian in tND Manths. Two ■illian NCrkars living in trailers••• ■any of th- will

BO

b•cotne cit.yr•sidents••• drugs, gafflbling,prostitution••• virgin t.,.-rit.ory-fort.he■an·NhoknONs how t.oopen up n•w ••rkat.s•••Ona ,..n could control it all••• you.

Jones tosses the CampuMap card an t.h•d•sk top. Clarence takes two deliberate hit• of crack.

CLARENCE
Wall, I guess we·re oonna ba frittnds aft..r-all,Dick. You got access to military weaponry?
JONES
Of course ••• we practically are the military.

Clarence picks up the CompuMap Card.

377 THE COl'1PIJl'IAPCARD

with its pulsing red dot.

378

EXT INDUSTRIAL RUINS - DAY

Lewis pulls up in a TurboCruiser. What.was once a massive auto assembly complex is now a cruablin9 ruin. She drives through a three-story high door into the dark interior.

379

INT TURBOCRUISER

Lawis maneuvers betw-n piles of rubble. On the seat next.her are two cases of baby food, SPINACH and STRAINED BEEF.

380

INT FACTORY SPACE

An empty space the size of thr- football fields. The wall• are tunablino dONn and aost of the ceiling has collapsed. The Turbocruiser wind• its way across the floor.

381

INT TURBOCRUISER - LEWIS

drives carefully. Up ahead, Robo sit.•an the open floor h__,.ering an hi• damagad right leg.

382 THE TURBOCRUISER

pulls up and Lewis get• out with the baby food and a leather satchel. The sound of ha-ring echoes.

38::SFIDBD

has stripped off soma of the aut ■rar1110rplates and exposed comlex inner workings. We•- flexible st..1 •-..scles"•t work•• he hanNnersat a twisted plate 9 pulling it back frDfflthedamaged leQ. Lawis drops the satchel ne•r hi•- CLANK. Roba stops war-king and digs into the satchel. His hel••t 1• badly daaaged ••• the human eye takes Lewis in.

LEWIS
Iwasn't sure what you needad ••• Isort of grabbed things.

Roba takes several sophisticated hand tools out of the satchel, then• small cordless powar rachet.

FIOBD
Thanks.

He fits a bit on the power rachet and ■hove• it up und.,. the lip of his helmet near his t-ple. ZZZTTT! A two-inch machine bolt screws out of his head at an angle and falls to the floor. NON he appli.. the rachet to the other side. ZZZTTT! Now he grabs his h■ l-t and lifts.

FIOBD
Ycu m•y not like wh•t you're going to ■ee.

::SB4LEWIS

watches. She steps clas...-,curiousbut apprehansive.

::SB::!THEHELMET

hits the floor •nd teeters.

::SB6LEWIS

mov•s closer. intrigued. She looks around and picks up a shiney scrap of -tat.

LEWIS
.._Y, you're not bad looking, Nurphy.

Sh• holds the scrap of -tal. This is th• first ti- we ••• Robo' ■face. It distorts in the ■akeshift •irrcr.

::SB7CLOSE ON FIOBD'S EYES

Nurphy's •Y••• but flecked with tiny glowing LED's in rac::19blueand yellDN.

388 ROSO

studies his n..,.face. It is an •l•9ant bland of flesh and st.. 1. Two recessad organic access plate• have been installed an his for- ■h■ ad.What·• left of his hair is• haph•z•rd scrub that ends abruptly in ribbed titaniu• Just past the crown of his skull. Ha touches th• back of his head, f ■elinQthe -t•l in th ■ place he took Clarence·• final fatal shot with distaste.

389 LEWIS

Natches with ca.p•ssian. Sh ■reaches out to touch the flesh part of his face.

LEWIS
Jt·• really good to•- you again.

390 ROBO

knocks her hand away. His left hand is badly mangled.

ROBO
Nurphy had a wife and son. What happened to them?

391 ROBOVISION -- LEWIS

hesitates, aaving closer, trying to find the right words.

LEWIS
After the••• funeral she aoved away.
ROBO
Whare did they 90?
LEWIS
She signed on with NoanCorp. I'm not sure if you remefflb•r••••he's get a sister living at th• Luna Jndu ■ trial Pl•x. Sh• thought you wer• dead. AN• Nurphy9 t·• sorry •••

392 ROBO

absorbing this. He gees back to Nork an hi• leg.

ROBO
They would not knON - ••Ia■ now. I feel them••• but I can't r-b•r th1ttn.R■cancilliation would cause needless trauaa.

393 LEWIS

126

raache• out to h•lp, but Robo waves h.,-•••Y•

ROBO
L••v• •• alone.

She backs away, confused and• little hurt.

394

INT INDUSTRIAL RUINS NIGHT - A FIRE

burns. Robo works on his 199 with• torch. He toss•• baby food back, half a Jar at a ti-•• h••t.•a bent st.eel"fibula'"until it is red hot. He throws th• -pty Jar aside and it breaks off soaeh...rein the dark. TINK!

Now he pounds the .. t.alback into place with• ha...,-. He stands, carefully, teatin9 the saokin9 leg. He grabs another jar of baby fODd and opens it, ■ atin9•• he walks past.the

395 TURBOCRUISER

wh.,-eLewis sleeps behind the Nh-1 despite th• crackle •nd cop chatter coming ovar the CoatLink. He bands da...n and opens the leather satchel with his frae hand.

396 INSIDE THE SATCHEL

• new Aut.o-9gleams with oil in the pale ■oonlight.

397 ROBO

takes it out, gives it• little spin ta check th• balanc•, and ■hov•s it in his holster. He h•ads back to th• ~ir•, tossin9 asid ■anoth•r 1Ntptybiabyfood jar. TINK! H• 9rab• anoth.,.Jar opens it, and stands lookinQ out over th• brok•n walls at th• throbbinQ city skylin•.

39B ROBOVISION -- THE Ol'INICONTOWER

spikes high in the sky und•r a full •oan. C:0-and Gr-.ophic1PRil'IEDIRECTIVE. They chu11up the acr--n ovar- th ■Tower-.

DIRECTIVE 11 l'r<>t.ectand--v• the public tr-uat. DIRECTIVE 21 Uphold the law DIRECTIVE :Sa DII Pr<>cluctIDff4:Soe4-SC

Directtv■ 3 b ■9ins to flash. Now wa loak up at th• aeon. The Dir ■ctiv- disapp ■ar,and the aoon hangs huQe in th ■sky, pullino at us.

399

INT TLJRBOCRUISER - LEWIS

•laeps in the cr•IIIP•dcockpit. Blue liQht from the VU screen flickers across her face. A Qunshot Nakes har. A tKNnentlater TIN<! She jumps out of the car and•-•

400 ROBO

standing antonQthe brak ■nwalls undar the aoon. He knocks ba.ckanother Jar of baby food and tos-• it hiQh in the air, trackinQ i.tand fir-inQ. A ,aa..nt lat.ar, TINK! He has Missed again. He holsters the gun, grabs a full jar and opens it.

401 LEWIS

walks up, nervous, unsure. Outside somewhere a burglar alarm goes off. Then two eore. They eMchano• meaningful glances ••• somewhere there is crime happening.

RDBO
Hy targeting grids are out of ali9nment.
LEWIS
I'll help you if you let-•••
ROSO
Thanks, partner.

She grabs thr- Jar• of babyfoad. She puts each one at a different level on a crumbling wall. She point ■at the fir-stJar.

402 ROBDVISIDN

Com,..ndGraphics TARSETJNB. Th• targ•ting grids ar• spacially ••k•w. We'r ■pointing th• Auto-9 twanty dagr-• to l•ft of target. L•wis Nalks up 9 ■milinQ9 and radir•cta th• oun. Now ah ■mov•• behind us.

40:S LEWIS

l ■ansin clos• 9 standing on h.,.tip toas to sight along his arm. Her head touches his.

LEWIS
That•• dead on•• far•• I can tell.

404 ROBDVISION

C0111a1andGraphics TMBETINB. The t"" grids ...-9■and lock on the Jar of baby food. Coaaand &raphica RECALI-TIDN. N■ fire and hit the Jar. W. aave to the

next Jar. The targeting grids folloN suit. Outside, al.r ■s are now ringing all over th• city.

405 LEWIS

sights along his ar• again, Makino a tiny adJust..nt.

LEWIS
I ouess wa·r• on strik•·••

406 ROBO

looks across at the Omnicom TONar.

ROBO
The Law doesn't 90 on strik••

H• fires, breaks th• second jar, tracks and hits the third.

407 LEWIS

smil•• enigm•tically, grabs thr- 11t0rejars and to•••• them one after another.

40B THREE BABY FOOD JARS

cute babies laughing on the lab•l, •r• ■ platter•dby three quick ahota •• they arc peat th• aoon.

409

EXT STREET WITH SHOPS -- NIGHT

Emil leans against a Nall next to th• display NindDN of an appliance diacount hou-, a11t0kin9. Th• whit• van is nearby. Alar•• are ringing close by. Ha looks at his watch. He look• up as a car roars by••• almost out of control.

410 El'IIL

throws his cigar ■tt•after it. He laaks at his watch again. He's vary borad. He laaks around, th•n shatters th ■display window with a roundhou .. kick. Th• alarm goes off. Emil grabs a radio and turns it on. HOT FUNK l'IUSIC:•suck tt up unttl you can't ~••l tt••••• ..... happy now.

411 CLARENCE"S 6000 SUX

pulls up across th ■atr-t. Th• windshield ta apiderNebbttd, the st•ering wheel is in pieces and the dash t• caved in. Clarance an• L•an o•t out. Clarm,ce is Nearing a h•avy flak jacket. Thr- oranad- hang on his chest. Leon's Jaw is wir ■cllshut. E■ ilshows off his prison shirt, laughing.

B6

E11IL
Hey, ■an, they let ae k-p th ■shirt.

Clarence breaks out the crack, ...icoaing his bays back.

412 JOE

butterfly bandage across his no••• pulls up in an immaculate black 6000 SUX. It·• idantical ta Clarence·• only nicer.

El1IL SUX •••Nice wheels, dude.

JOE
Found it in the prison parkinglot.
(proudly> Still has the factory stick.,..
LEON
(pointedly> Hay, Clar ■nce,Joe's 90t a car ;ust like yours.

413 CLARENCE

smiles, opening the trunk of his awn SUX. Inside are four bulky but lethal looking rifles••• 20..MCobra Assault Cannon with video targeting sights. Clarenc• grAb• one, cocks it, and fires at Jaa's naw car.

414 THE I1111ACUI..ATE6000SUX

THUNK! A 20mm hole appears in the aid• panel, then BOOf'I!the front end of the car is bletwnANAy. The 6000 SUX lurch•• foraward like a dead horae.

CLARENCE
Nice car, Joe.

41:5 JOE

is d ■ vast•t•d. Clarance throws hi• th• ••Dking Cobra, than P••••• th- out to Leon and E■ il.

416 El1IL

drools ovar this Major piece of hardware. Ha fires thr- ti-• into the appliance store fr0111th•hip.

417 THE APPLIANCE STORE

is rocked by thr- explosions. Toast.,.•an"dTV·• are blown into th• str-t ••• this is a -••Y waapan.

B7

EMIL
I lik ■it.

Joe fir••• round at a fir• hydrant. W•t•r spouts 30 f••t in the air. Joe giggles, the loss of his SUX completely farQotten. Emil and Joe start shooting up the streat.

418 CLARENCE

shows Leon the Co,npuNapcard. The rad dot is pul•••• still.

CLARENCE
He's in the factory district.
LEON
(hefts his Cobra> Coal guns, ■an, but what·• the d ■ al? Charity WOl""'kain'tyourstyl••••
CLARENCE
Delta City••• We're in on th• ground floor of the future. Th_,.•·• gonna b• rackets just like in any oth•r city only in O.lta City, we'll run·-.
LEON
Like I always say. Goad buain••• is where you find it.

Leon cocks his Cobra.

419 JOE AND EMIL

approach a pet st.or- ■window,their Cobras l ■ veledand s~oking. In the window, a PUPPY paws at th• window, tail wagging, yapping.

JOE
Aw, laokit the puppy •••

Emil and Joe exchange evil glances. Joe raises hi• 9un.

CLARENCE
Hey, h•·• an th• ■ave! Stop NastinQ atnmaand let·• 90.

420 THE STREET

lacks like Ber-uit. Th ■SUX and th■ van raar ANay, ti~es s■aking. Suddenly th ■van sc~••ch ■• ta• halt in f~ont of the pet star ■•

BB

421

INT YAN -- JOE LEERS

at E•il and tip• the barral of his Cobra out the window.

422 THE PET STORE AND THE YAN

Joe fires twice, and th• pet.st.or•explodes, ba-9001'1!

423

INT TURBOCRUISER -- NIGHT - DRIVING

through an embattled shopping district. Lewi• drives, Robo rides. Outside the world is coming apart at the sea.ms.

424 RDBOYISIDN

We pass a car, upside down, on fire. LOOTERS smash store windows with pipes, grabbing ,aerchandise. A aob throws a bus stop bench through the front doors of a liquor st.ore. Saaeone yells, •Hey ev.rybody •••drink• on the house!"

42!5 LEWIS

brakes suddenly. Three looters run across th ■■ tr-t. On~ carries• TV, another struggles•with a twisted bundle of fur coats, and the third ■an shoulders a hind quarter of beef.

426 ACROSS THE STREET LEE'S SPORTING GOODS

Looters have smasha-d the windows and are CDfflingout with tennis rackets, skis •nd lots of 9uns. The Chin••e owner, LEE, appe•r• fra. insid• with his awn 9un, hysteric•l.

LEE
Stop! Stop! Coma back tomorrow. Bi; si11le!

427 IKE BENDER

redneck and proud of it, st•p• throu;h the brokm, doers with• d..r rifle and shoots Lee in th• le;.

IKE
1· ■busy t0ta0rr01tt11,sloP••

He fir•• ci11relessly,kicking up pavell9ntnear L-. Jt·• • rowdy crowd. Thwy start tlhootin;off 9uns like kids with fir• crack.,-•• L- cringes.

428

INT TURBOCRUISER -- ROBO

••ts his jaw. Lewi• is gr-i ■•Robe ap•n• th• door and gets out.

LEWIS
What are you going to do?
ROBO
A mob h•• no guts.

429 LEWIS

thinks for a moment, then twists hlff"ownshi•ld off, hits the lights, grabs• riot gun and gets out of the car.

430

EXT STREET -- ROBO

w•lks tON•rd th• Sporting 6aods store, drawing his Auto-Ci.

431 LEWIS

takes aim across th• roof of the TurboCruiser-.

432 ROBO

ROBO
Alright, citizans. Party's OVlff"a Drop your ...apans.

433 THE LOOTERS

Many are armed, others hold TV sets, scuba aquipment, chrome racing wheels, so••an• bounces a basketball. Ike Bander, nobody's fool, steps for9Nard and cha•bers a round.

IKE
Hey, there·• thirty of us and only two of you•••
LOOTERS
Yeah••• Ha"• right ••• Whad'ya gonna do about it••.'?

434 ROBO

fires. Ike takes a bullet in the should.,.and 90.s down. The deer rifle clattars ta the p•v-nt. Reba fires four ti-•.

435 THE DEER RIFLE

■ kat•sand twists•• bullets pound it.

436 THE CROWD

gasps. Several peaple drop their 9uns i.,..diately. The ••n with the basketball lets it go••• it bounces away.

RDBD
Any more questions?

437 LEWIS

covers her partner from behind the TurboCruiser. She l00ks up as

43B THE WHITE VAN

pulls up to the curb dDNn the block.

439 LEWIS

wanders where she's sean this van befor-e.

440 ROBD

stares the mob dawn. A DRUNK fr0tnthe recantly looted liquor stare staggers up holding• bottle.

DRUNK
Hay••• you shat him!
ROBO
(Public Address '1ode)
GD BACK TO YOUR HOMES! LOCK OUR DOORS, AND STAY THERE! DD IT NOW!
(then, to the Drunk)
YOU GOT A PROBLEM, MISTER?

441 THE DRUNK

staggers back, dropping his bottle.

442 LEWIS

watches the van. Now a doer opens and Joa ■taps out with one of the ••••ive Cobra ACs.

LEWIS
Nurphy! Haads up!

443 JOE

opens ft..-■•

444 THE LOOTERS

dive for caver as explosive rounds tear up the str-t. Explosions send Looters flyino through the air. Now the Loot.,-s are in• true panic, screa■ ing, running, heading for home. An exploding round flips• ••nhol• cover like • coin.

44:5 IKE BENDER

struggles to his feet. The manhole covar flattans him.

446 ROBO

returns fire, running for the TurbaCruis.,.. A shell •isses Robo and hits a

447 STEEL LIGHTPOLE

A 20mm twist bullet iabeds itself in the pole and burrDNs in. A Mo,nantlat.,-it explodes, shattering the lightpol• like shrapnel. Robe drops ta one knee, dazed.

448 LEWIS

jump& in the TurboCruiser and guns it into a tire burning turn. She drives expertly, using her frae hand to fire the shatQun at Joe through the passenger window.

449 JOE

ducks for cov.,.behind the van door-. Ha brings the Cobra back up and r•turn• fir•.

4SO THE TURBOCRUISER

stops and Rabe jumps in. A round •xplod•• n•ar th ■car, blasting out th• Nindshi ■ ld.LeNis, fac• cut, hits th• gas.

4:51 INT TURBOCRUISER

LeNis punch- it than stops hard to avoid hitting ••veral panick•d Loot.,.•. Sh• SN■rv•• right, than left, dodging Looters and •xplastons.

4S2 ROBO

■naps a ■pant clip out af his Auta-9. H■ 'sblaedinQ from a gash in his ch ■ak. Lawis Nip- blood out af h ■r •v••

LEWIS
Hey, Nurphy, you're bl..ding••• What the hell was thet7
ROBD
Cobra Assualt Cannan••• built by O.ni- Can for the Army.
453

EXT STREET THE SUX

leaps out of an ally and clip• the front and of the TurbaCruiser. The TurboCrui-r spins like• pinwheel.

454

INT TURBDCRUISER -- LEWIS

fights the wheel. She throws the car into reverse.

455

EXT STREET

The TurboCruiser howls•• it hits hiQh spead in reverse. Met•l hits pavement and plows• wake of sparks. Th• SUX comas on fast.

456

INT TURBDCRUISER LEWIS

driv••• looking over her shoulder. Rabe pound5 • fresh clip into his gun.

457 RDBOVISIDN -- THE SUX

bears down. Laan is driving and Clarence ishoistin,.i• Cobra out the aide window. Ca11NnandGraphic: TIIRBETINa.

458 RDBD

opens fire.

459

EXT SUX

Clarence and Leon duck as the windshield spiderwabs and falls away under fire.

460

INT TURBDCRUISER - LEWIS

•••• the white van slide to a stap in the intarsectian ahead. Joe jumps aut9 draNing a b ■ ad.A •ign flashes by: RlBHT TURN DNL.Y.

461

EXT STREETS -- THE TURBDCRUISER

whips into a narrCN alley. The SUX Nails past th• ■auth af the alley. Lewi• blasts dawn the all ■y in r■ verse.

462

INT TI.JRBDCRUISER-- RDBD

turns to Lawis as sh• spins the car through a baotl-V turn at th• outlet of th• alley and kicks in the afterburners.

463

EXT STREETS NIGHT

The front of the TurbcCruia.,.is bucking and dragging in • rooster tail of sparks.

464 CIJl'IINGUPFRDl'IBEHIND

The Nhite v•n charges .afterthe TurboCruiser.

46:5 INT VAN

Emil lets out little war cry and bounces in his S■ il.t.

Joe leAns his Cobra out th• side Nindow.

466

INT SUX -- CLARENCE AND LEON

are blasted by 60 mph wind. Leon uses his hand to his eyes as a shield. Clarence puts an a pair of sunglassl!S •• they ovartake the van. Clarence signals to E■ il, shoving gum in his mouth and balancing his Cobra over the dash.

467

EXT TURBDCRUISER

Explosions right and left. A shell hits the right engine.

468

INT TURBDCRUISER - RDBD AND LEWIS

are rocked by the explosion•• the right rear fl•••• out. Half the guages on the dash drop simultan•au■ ly. Lewis hits th• fir• control buttons. She wipes mar-• blood out of her •yes. She's pushino th• car far all its worth. W•rnino tones sound and panel lights flash •• Raba reload• his oun again. His last clip.

LEWIS
CCoolL.lnk> 1-S.k.,--44••• Officer ■n-d a ■ si ■- tance ••• r ■paat,affic.,.-sn-d assistance in Old Detroit••• Cam'an, godda■ it, J know yau·re aut ther•••• <than) we·r• oann• lose th• car.

Raba looks aver his shau.ldar.

469

EXT STREETS -- THE SUX

sw.rves up b•hind the TurboCruiaer. Clarence fir•s twice, •i ■ sing. LeNis powers the TurboCruise,- through• carn•r and heads over a bridge.

470 THE BRIDGE

The SUX fli•s aver th• bridge follDNmd by the careening white van. They slam on their brakes.

471

INT TURBOCRUISER -- A TWELVE FOOT FENCE

and gate looms across the str..t at th• end of the alley. Lewis looks at Robe. He nods.

472

EXT OK STEEL WORKS NIGHT - THE TURBOCRUISER

hits the fence at 60+, and the cyclone fanc• fli•• apart in several massive sections. The TurboCruiser spins out in the steelyard. Lawis guns the remaining turbine and drives the car through the cavernous door-a of the Foundry building.

473 THE SUX AND THE VAN

jump And buck 0v1trwhat remains of the fence. There are signs on the sprung gate••• DK STEEL NDRKB - CONDE-D ..• ND TRESPASSING•••DOB ON DUTY. Thl!yp•u•e outside the Foundry doors.

474

INT WHITE VAN -- JOE

g•t• out of the van. E■ ilhits th• hor-n.

E1'1IL
Com-on man, let- ■••ok•'aftl!
JOE
The WRECKIN' CREW is here.

47~ INT SUX - CLARENCE

snarls at Emil and Joe as L■on ■taps out of the SUX.

CLARENCE
Inside Nitstick together. Nothin' fancy. Juat kill ...,.
476

INT FOUNDRY - NIGHT -- SHAFTS OF NOONLIGHT

cut through holes in th• ceiling. The space is huge, da,npfrom th• rain, pilad with the re1Uins of what was once• thriving steel plant. The whit• van 9hosts the SUX •• it rulllbl- toward a set of door-a 100 yeards

ehead. Joe end L•on walk point in the headlights. Everyone·s edgy. Wat.,.drips. This is a spooky place.

477 LEON

struggles with the bulky Cobra. Somewher• n•ar by a dog growls, than starts to bark.

479

INT VAN - ENIL

grabs for his cigarett••·

4BO JOE

walks backwards, l00kinQ for-s0111ethingto shoot at. A second dog snarls. Joe turns quickly looking.

4B1 ON A HEAP OF SLAG

up ahead, a DOBERMAN with a taped ear snarl• is Joined by the first dog, a •angey GERf"IANSHEPHERD. Both dogs sta,-tto ba,-k.

JOE
Fuckin' dogs•••

Joe fi,-esa salvo and the dogs ,-unfor-it as smoke and slag dust cloud th• air.

4B2 IN THE SNOKE -- THE GANG

laughs ne,-vously. The dust cl ■ a,-sasth•gang em■rg•• f,-omthe Foundry. Emil looks up frDffllighting his ciga,-ett•. It d,-oaps.

4B3 EXT LIQUID STORAGE -- ROBO

stands n•ar a cluster of sagging chemical tanks. He has his gun out. The aoon is high av.,.hi ■•

ROBO
Looking for-?

4B4 THE GANG

hesitates for a ■oment. E■ illights his cigarette. Leon looks• little scared.

CLARENCE

And then h• h•.,..•the Nhine Df • turbine engine.

485 THE TURBDCRUISER

charges frDfflbehind,L•wis at the wheel.

486

INT WHITE YAN

Emil can·t believe wh•t he•••• in the mirror.

487 THE TURBOCRUISER

488 EMIL

pumps the brakes in a panic. He looks back and -•s th•t he's being pushed. He looks ahead and•~• a peeling yellow storage tank clearly marked DANGER - TOXIC WASTE.

489

INT TURBOCRUISER -- LEWIS

kicks in the after-burner and then hits the brakes hard.

490 THE STORAGE TANK

Emil's van punches into the tank and stops. The rear doors blow open and Emil is washed out screaming in a flood of foaming corrosive chemicals. Ha touches his face and it co~• away in strings of flesh. Melting Emil runs blindly through the battle, flailing past

491 JOE

who shoots as he retreats, and smacks into Laon.

MELTING EMIL
EEEEE-AAAAAAAAAA!
LEON
AAAAAAAA! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME•••!

Leon races far cover. Emil stwnbl•• and falls, writhing on the ground.

492 ROBOYISIIIN

TNist bullet ■ whin• by. COM■and Graphics TARBETINB. The targ ■ting grids flicker av.,- Cl•r•nc ■ ·sface. He ducks and hit ■the v••·

493 ROBO

fires three ti... •• the SUX bears dawn on hi ■• Bull ■ts spark off the hoad. The SUX clips Raba, knacking hi ■

across th• yard, and h•ads for the far-th• largest building in the •t-lyard, the Pr•s•ing Plant. The TurboCruiser roars after it. Joa and Leon acrambl• for better position, firing at

494 R0B0

He rolls to his feet as the ground explodes around hi ■, running hard for the cover af th• Pr•ssing Plant, turning to fir ■tNo Nell-placed shots that •ak•

49:5 LEON AND JOE

duck. They come back up firing but Robo has disapp•ar ■d into the Pressing Plant.

496

INT THE PRESSING PLANT - THE SUX

&Nerves and Neaves between ancient hot rolling pr••••• and the hug• girders that support the ceiling. Th• TurboCruiser shadCJN■ its •ver-y■ave.

497

INT TURBOCRUISER -- LEWIS

•••shes into the back of the SUX. Clarence tNists and turns but Lewis pulls up beside the SUX and grinds into it, forcing Clarence toward a rolling press.

49B

INT SUX -- CLARENCE

veers away, dodging machinery. He reach•• across th• seat for his Cobra as LeNis pulls in behind hi ■again. He Juggles the big gun, tipping it out the side winda.,,. He looks up.

499 WHAT HE SEES - A l'IONSTER

It·• Emil, the incredible melting man. He staggers, mouth corroded into a gaping silent scream, arms flailing in the air.

:500 THE SUX

flattens Emil, -• ■hes up against the length of a rolling press, and rolls.

:501 INT TURBOCRUISER - LEWIS

watches th• SUX crunch into a support girdar. She brak.. to a stop 40 f-t away. Clarenc• is •lumped over the Nheel, hia h ■ad on the horn. His Cobra A/C lies on th■ ground near the car.

:502 ROBO

hears the horn and chano•• direction.

9B

503 JOE

pull• hi•s•lf up on a catNalk. He looks across ta

504 LEON

who clilltbsthelast f...,stairs to th• 91••• operations booth suspendl!dhi9h above the plant floor. He signals across to Joe, pointing toward the sound of the horn, then SJ11ashe•thedoor open with the butt of his Cobra. Inside, are dusty consoles full of switch••• Joa lopes along the catwalk.

505 THE SUX

smokes and the horn blares. Lewis approaches carefully. She kicks the Cobra aside, wary of Clarence, still slumped at the wheel. She opens th• door. Clarence coils back and shoots her three ti-• with his .4~.

506 LEWIS

is knocked back violently as bullets tear into her chest, h..-side and her leg.

507 ROSO

runs across th• open floor. Banks of liQhts QD on overhead.

508

UP ON A CATWALK - JOE

spots hi ■belDW. He point ■ and shouts.

509

INT GLASS OPERATIONS BOOTH - LEON

throws br•ak.,-switch•• and the vast space around him is suddenly lit. Now he •••shes one of th• hug• 91••• windows aver the plant floor with the barrel of his Cabr-a..

510 CLARENCE

climbs stiffly out of th• car. He•-• Robo caaing and mak9S a fflOV ■far-hisfallen Cobra A/C.

511 ROSO

aints and fir••·

512 CLARENCE

goes down. He cough•• and 9.-tsback up a9ain. Ther•·• a hug• d ■ntin the flack Jacket. A flattaned slug falls to th• ground•• he takes off running.

513 ROBO

ai•s again. Joe appears behind him on a catwalk and opens fire. The ground •xplodes under him and he goes dDNn, rolling, returning fir•, stopping when he r•aches

514 LEWIS

Her body is rock ■ dbythe explosion of a twist bullet nearby. Robe drags h...-tocover behind the wrecked sux, lifting her fac~ close to his.

515 ROBOVISION

Cradled in massive mechanical hands, Lewis has the sw..t face of a dead child. We looks up to

516 ,JOE

who crosses from one catwalk to another in a flanking maneuver. In a 1110....nt,Robe'spositionwill be exposed.

517 ROBO

lays Lewis's head down gently and break• cover. Joa fires to the end of his clip.

518 ROBOVISION

Twist bullets knife by and explode behind us. Coamand Graphics CON8AT.NDDE. Complex schematic analysis of Joe's position.

519 ROBO

ducks for cover b9hind a st-1 support girder. Joe's twist bull•t• make the gird ■rfl•M and shake.

520 A VIDEO RANGEFINDER

scopes in on the back of Robe's head b•hind th• Qirder 4roa high above.

521

INT GLASS CONTROL BOOTH - LEON

th ■snip ■r li•s in a pron■ firing position Nith th ■gun braced across a console and point ■d out the broken NindON. He pull• th■ triggar.

522

THE STEEL PYLON - A TWIST BULLET

i•pacts and burrDNs in thr- inches from Reba's tempi•. Rabe hits the ground as the pylon •Mplocles. st-1 roof and I-beam supports crash down in• big pil ■on tap of Raba.

523

JOE

very excited, very pumped up, shouts in amazement, wiping his 110uthas the dust settles below.

524 LEON

leans into the heavy Cobra, using the range finder to explore the daaage.

525 VIDEO RANGEFINDER

scopes past rusted plate, twisted black steel, Robe's hand and finally the back of his h•ad.

526 LEWIS' HAND

quivers, flexes, moves across her face. She apans her eyes, everything hurts. She touches the NOUnd under her collArbone. Above her, she•••• Leon leaning aut of the glass booth.

LEON
I got him. Check it out. Nake sure he's dead.

527 CLARENCE

walks through the rubble of the fallen roof, hum,ning, toying with a grenade.

CLARENCE
Hold your fire! Ipromised a019abody I'd take care of this personally.

He pull• the pin.

528 ROBO

turns his head painfully to see Clarence approaching.

CLARENCE
Sayonara, RaboCop •••

h• tosses the granad• and skips b•ckwards. It bounces through the scrap and lands• foot fra.nRobe·• fac ■• Reba twists in th• st ■•l,grabbing for th• gr ■nad•.

529 CLARENCE

shocked as Reba rises out of th• steel scrap holding the grenade and hurling it with calculation towards

:i:SOJOE ON THE CATWALKS

The gr ■n•de brushes ov■r the lip of th• catNalk and spins in place three feet from Joe. He turns and runs •• it exploctes. The sh•ttered end of the catNalk swings fr.. and Joe tumbles down, falling through frff9space and screaming as he lands on top of a cru•bled wall, impaled by a spike of r ■bar.

531

INT GLASS OPERATIONS BOOTH -- LEON

:i32 LEWIS

rolls over in agony, pulls herself to the Cobra, grabs it, falls on her back, and fires as she passes out.

533

INT GLASS OPERATIONS BOOTH -- A TWIST BULLET

pounds through the floor and burrows into Laon's chest just below the sternum. He coughs, amazed, dropping his Cobra.

534 THE GLASS BOOTH

above the plant floor eKplodes in a shDNer of glass •~d carnage.

hangs from the wall. He can••• his Cobra a f•w f ■et below. He grabs the spik• of rebar and with • gr-e•t pained effort hoists his body up the spike. Then h ■ hears the growl of

:i36 TWO ANGRY DOGS

The Shepher-d leaps and tak ■•• piece out of his leg. The Daber-man Ju•ps much higher-,sinking r-owscf shar-p teeth between Joe·• legs. The Shepher-d lunges •gain.

:i37 ROBO

tur-nat01ii1ar-dsClarenc ■,advancing,his gun held law.

:i:SBCLARENCE

backs up, pulling th• pin an his last 9r-enad■,lobbing 1t:.

:i39 ROBO

fir-esand th• 9r-enad•explodes in the air-near-Clarenc ■, knocking hi• off his f-t.

540 CLARENCE

scrambles backwards on the ground as Reba comes tONard hi•. Robe spins the gun into his holster. Clar-enc• backs up to• wall. There's no ••cape. He breaks into a grin.

CLARENCE
Okay, ..,n••• I give.up.

Robo picks him up by the neck, slamming him against the side of the rolling press.

ROBD

I'm not arresting you anymore.

:541 ROBO

cocks his fist. Clarence sees it coming. A gr•at fan of blood colors the wall.

:542 LEWIS

looks very small lying on the ground. Robe slings the Cobra over his shoulder and picks Lewis up, cradling her, walking toward the open doors. Outside, tt·s dawn. She coughs, looks up at Robe, chuckles.

LEWIS
Hey Murphy••• J'm really a wreck••• Reed's gonna be pissed•••

The Shepherd falls in beside them

:543 EXT STEELYARD -- DAWN -- TWO COP CARS

wind into the compound and pull up as Robe he carries Lewis past th ■b•ttered TurboCruisr-. Rami ■ r ■z, Chessman, Starkweather and Kaplan ju~p out of the cars, approaching Reba. Kaplan takes Lewis frOfflRobe.

KAPLAN
J ■ susfucking Christ. Nurphy•••
ROBO
S.t h ■rt~ a hospital.

Robe turns headinv for the

:544 TIJRBOCRUISER

torn and batterad, sitting in the open b•Y doors. Robe vets in, fires the ramaininQ Turbine and rac.a by

:54:5 THE COPS

They watch him leave.

STARKWEATHER
Officer down. Repeat. Officer down. Central, I need• MediVac Unit •••

:546 EXT OK STEEL WORKS -- NORNING

The ragged TurboCruisar roars through the gates under the fading DK STEEL -.C:S sign.

:547 EXT FREEWAY OFFRANP -- DAY

The TurboCruiser blasts through the twiatsd and turns of a complicated freeway interchange past the Delta City sign that reminds uss Th• Futur• H•• • Stlv•r Ltntng.

:548 EXT HILL OVERLOOKING CITY -- DAY

The TurboCruiser drives da...ninto the financial district. Dozens of skyscrapers sparkle in the morning sun. Above them all rises the DmniCon TONer.

:549 EXT ONNICON TOWER -- DAY

The TurboCruiser pulls up to the curb. Across a sculpture garden in the glass lobby of the OCP Tower. Robe guns the car, Jumps the curb and races across th• sculpture garden, weaving between statues.

:5:50INT OCP TOWER -- BOARD ROON -- DAY

Jones addr••••• the 9 O'Clock St•ff t'leating.Th• Old M•n •nd other f•milier corpor-•t• honchos •r• pr•••nt.

JONES
As f•r •• I'm concerned they c•n strike forever. I've got• 209 downstAirs guarding the buildinQ now. By the •nd cf the week we can have aare in pl•ce all ·ovar th• city.

:5:51THE OLD NAN

nodding, thinking•••

:5:52EXT OCP TOWER -- LOBBY ENTRANCE -- ED 209

turns at th• sound of an approaching car. The TurbOCrui ■-r slows to• stop. ED 209 plods toward the TurboCruts•r, bringing his cannon arms up to fir ■•

ED 209
Your v■hicl• is illagally parked on

private praperty. You have fifteen seconds •••

5!53ROBO

stap& out of the car, brings up th• Cobra A/C with one hand and fir••·

554 ED 209'S ARl'IOR

THUK! A n•at 20 .. hole appears, than:

~5 ED 209

twists wildly out of control and explodes. Two disembodied robot levs topple to the ground.

5!56 ROBO

tosses aside the Cobra, and heads for-the Tower entrance. He looks ,..d.

5!57INT OCP TOWER -- BOARD ROOl1-- JONES

is su,n,ningup.

JONES
In the last few days of crisis, this corporation has lived up to the guid- ing principals of it's founder •••
(The Old Nan beams)
Courage ••• Strangth••• Conviction ••• Well, if I have anything to say about it, and ha-ha-ha••• rumor has it I might, we will continue ta -t ■ ach n..,.challerigewith the••-■ agressive attitude •••

55B THE DOUBLE DOORS

splint.,-.andRobo walks into th ■roam. Excutives gasp, terrified. Someone grabs• phon ■•

559 ROBOVISION - THE PRIME DIRECTIVES

pump up the scr ■en as we scan the romu

DIRECTIVE 11 Prot ■ctand ■■r"Y■th■ public tr-u■t, DIRECTIVE 21 Uphold th■ Law DIRECTIVE 31 OCP Product UNI 9430S4-BC

Directive 3 flashes in silent warning.

EXECUTIVES
Oh ••• ■y Sad!

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This i&.an outrage!••• Security •••?••• Holy Shit!

Only the Old Man retain• his composure. He stands.

OLD l1AN HON can we help you officer?

560 ROBO

stands at attention.

ROBO
Dick Jones is under suspicion of murder. conspiracy. aiding and abettino-• knoNn felon••• Ny program does not all011i1meto act against an officer of this company.
JONES
This is absurd••• prepost.,-ous! This •an is a violent -.chanical psychopath wanted by the police •••
OLD MN
These are serious charges. Do you have evidence'?

Robe flicks the terminal strip out of his fist and shoves it in an access port on the Boardroom table.

561 THE OVERHEAD l'IQNITORRACK

snap on with a burst of static9 then1 Dick Jon•• from an earlier conversation rec:or-dedinhis office.

JONES
I had to kill Bob Norton because he made a mistake••• Now it's time to erase the mistake.

562 EXECUTIVES

gasp••• this is really shocking. Jones is stricken. Having your cover blown is almost th• worst thing that can happen ta• Corporate Animal.

563 TWO 1111NICONSECURITY BUARDS

fly into the r00m, guns drawn. Robe low bridges one and hurl the other for...,ardagainstthe boardrOOIIItable. The Guard's gun skitt.,-s across the table.

:i64 JONES

lunges for th• gun and comes up firing. Executives dive under the table. Only the Old Man doesn't 1110ve.

:i6:iROSO

ROSO
Com·on•••

:i66 JONES

grabs the Old Man, puts the gun to his head, and uses him as a shield.

JONES
I Nant a chopper •••NOW. We Nill walk calmly to the roof. I Nill board the chapper with ■Y hostage. Anyone tries to stop-••• THE OLD GEEZER GETS IT!

:i67 THE OLD NAN

tu.rns bright red.

OLD NAN
You're fired, Dick.

:i6S ROSOVISION -- THE PRINE DIRECTIVES

disappear- ■suddenly. The Old Nan st.mapshi• heel into Jones· instep and elbONs him hard in the gut. Jones gasps, mo,nentar-tlythrownoff balance. Cam~and Gr-aphic1 TARBETINB.

:i69 ROSO

smiles•• he draws and fires four shots.

:;70 JONES

is knocked back toward the windONS by two shots. The

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THIRD TAKES OUT THE GLASS. THE FOURTH HURLS HIM OUT AND

he wails far 1~1 stories. This is probably the NDrSt thing that can happ.n to a Corporate Ani ■al.

:.71 ROSO

9ives his Auta-9 a ■pin and sides it into his holster. Ha walks cut.

:572 THE OLD NAN

hi15• glint in his ■ ye.

OLD NAN
Nie• shoot.inQ, son. Nh&t"s YOUf"' n•rna7

573 RDBD

aver his shauld•r.

RDBD
Murphy.

:574 l'IEDIABREAK --JESS PERKINS OVER

Reportars hassl• Bixby Snyder and his lawyttrsas they leav■ • courtroom. Bixby Snyder pulls his coat ovar his head.

JESS
In Hollywood today, Bixby Snyd•r, star of TV"• popular zt•• Hot #y ~robl••I NA• arraigned in superior court on charges that he accapted sexual favors fratnhis underage co-stars in return for job sacurity. We'll be back in a moment.

:575 CDl'll'IERCIAL7

Luminescent pink grapes gltstan with baads of water in a graanhouse on the aeon. The Earth rises in tha sky. "When passion cour-• thrauoh th ■liabs of lov.,-s,they loak to the aeon for inspiration •••rouse that passion with Industrial M00n Colony Wine.• Industrial Noon Colony Wine. A divi ■ ianof l'IDanCDr-p.

:576 CASEY WONG

Behind his• graphiCI A •hin•y police b•dge.

CASEY
Detroit got it• police farce back tod•Y• In• •urprising turn of evants, DminCon aar-d ta key d-ands ■ade by •triking police. In• night of widespread looting and l•wl•••n ■ss, th•r• w.,.• moments of haraism. Ju•tin B•llard-Watkina has more an this story •t Henry Far-d,_naar-1•1 Ha•pital.

REV. 8/4/86

stands with other reporters in Lews·s crowded hospit•l r~om. Mayor Gibson sits on a hospital bed ha.vinQ .a. personal chat with Lewis. L:ewissmiles weakly.

JUSTIN
Officer Anne Lewis. Even while on strike she risked her life to hold the law. Broken bones, shot times•.• What a girl. Wh•t •Jeep.,(" j .. <Excuse me your Honor,> Anne, ver'-r--v, consider a.nether line of wor'5_.i\_~, ......t~/' LEWIS _,..,_I,;y_·-:ti).: No •••I like being a cop •••and you know what they say, if you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen.
JUSTIN
Back to you, Casey.

~78 CASEY WONG ~ND JESS PERKINS

wind it do..,n.

CASEY
I don·t know about you, but I'll sleep a little bett3~ tnnight•••
JESS
Thanks for watching Media.Break. Next time you see a cop••• smile.

VIDEO BREAK UP1

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EXT TIJRBOCRUISER --NIGHT -- TITLES OVER

The TurboCruiser p~owls through Old Detroit. Robo scans the dark streets, ever vigilant.

Somewhere there's a crime happening.