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| The Fifth Element | |
| An original script | |
| by | |
| Luc Besson | |
| Revisions by | |
| Luc Besson | |
| and | |
| Robert Mark Kamen | |
| August 1995 Draft | |
| Gaumont and Les Films du Dauphin | |
| FADE IN: | |
| 1 EXT. DESERT NILE RIVER VALLEY - DAY | |
| Somewhere in the Nile at the edge of the desert. | |
| CREDITS ROLL | |
| WRITTEN: EGYPT 1913 | |
| OMAR and his mule zigzag along the bottom of sun scorched dunes. | |
| 2 EXT. TEMPLE EXCAVATION - DAY | |
| The mule and the boy finally reach a camp. A few tents dwarfed by a huge | |
| temple door jutting out of the sand. The camp is deserted except for | |
| some kids by the temple entrance holding large mirrors, reflecting light | |
| into the temple. | |
| Omar leaves his mule in the shade, seizes two goatskins and slips inside | |
| the temple. | |
| 3 INT. TEMPLE - DAY | |
| Omar makes his way uneasily down a pillared corridor that opens into a | |
| vast room where an old scientist stands on a small wooden ladder in front of | |
| the wall across the room. PROFESSOR MASSIMO PACOLI. A young man is beside | |
| him, BILLY MASTERSON, age 25, an American student. He has a large sketchpad in | |
| his hands. Behind them AZIZ, age 10, whose job is to hold the last | |
| mirror which shines light into the expansive room. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| (deciphering) | |
| "..when the three planets are in eclipse.." | |
| His fingers trace across the wall which is covered with symbols and | |
| strange hieroglyphs as he deciphers. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| "..the black hole like a door is open... | |
| Evil comes ... sowing terror and chaos..." | |
| See? The snake, Billy. The Ultimate Evil | |
| ... make sure you get the snake! | |
| The Professor points emphatically to the snake, the symbol of Evil, | |
| coming through the door between the three planets in eclipse. C.U. | |
| Billy's hand sketches the snake quickly. He is a natural artist. | |
| BILLY | |
| And when is this door opening snake act | |
| supposed to occur? | |
| The Professor's fingers touch the signs. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| ..if this is the five..and this the thousand.. | |
| He calculates. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| Every five thousand years.. | |
| BILLY | |
| (kidding) | |
| So I have some time.. | |
| He reaches for the pad. | |
| ANGLE ON: Omar. Standing at the entrance to the chamber with the water | |
| bag, entranced by the sight. A skeletal hand falls on his shoulder. Omar | |
| turns to an ancient PRIEST in a rough milled black cannock. | |
| PRIEST | |
| I will take it to them my son. | |
| Startled but obedient, Omar gives the water bag to the Priest. | |
| PRIEST | |
| Go with God.. be safe from Evil.. | |
| The Priest makes the sign of the Cross on the boy's forehead, dismissing | |
| him. | |
| As soon as he is gone, the Priest turns a worried eye to the Professor. | |
| ANGLE ON: The Professor is back to translating, Billy to sketching. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| "..then arrange the elements of life against | |
| the Terror just so.." | |
| His fingers run on. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| "..Water..fire..earth..air..four | |
| elements around the fifth.." | |
| His fingers fall on the one element that has a human shape, surrounded by | |
| all the others. | |
| The Priest opens the water skin and begins to pour a vial of powder into | |
| the skin. | |
| ANGLE ON: Aziz falling asleep. The mirror falls, the light fails. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| Aziz! Light! | |
| The boy struggles to stay awake. The mirror comes up. | |
| PRIEST | |
| Lord forgive me.. they already know too, | |
| much.. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| "..in which all the history of the Universe resides | |
| ..all the strength..all the hope..Protect us from | |
| Evil.." | |
| PRIEST (V.O.) | |
| Amen.. | |
| The Professor turns to the Priest who is pouring water into a tin cup | |
| from the skin. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| Father.. it in the most extraordinary thing.. | |
| the greatest find in history..can you imagine | |
| the implications. | |
| PRIEST | |
| Only too well... here you must be | |
| parched.. | |
| He hands the cup to the Professor. The Professor takes it, has it almost | |
| to his lips when.. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| I mean look.. it is like a battle plan.. | |
| In his excitement he does not drink, much to the Priest's chagrin. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| Here the Good.. Here the Evil.. | |
| As the Priest looks up, Aziz the mirror boy, tips his mouth under the | |
| water skin, drinking the leakage. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| Here.. | |
| He points to the Five Elements. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| A weapon against evil. Amazing! I am | |
| going to be famous. | |
| PRIEST | |
| Then let us toast to your fame! Here Billy.. | |
| The Priest hands Billy a cup. | |
| PRIEST | |
| Drink! | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| To fame.. salud.. | |
| The Professor raises the cup to drink, and then... | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| We cannot toast with water.. Billy ! | |
| In my sack.. the Grappa! | |
| The Priest watches, disconsolate, as the Professor tosses away his water. | |
| Billy finishes his cup before running off into the tunnel. | |
| 4 EXT. COLONNADE - DAY | |
| A muffled SOUND grows steadily louder. Outside, a monstrous linear shadow | |
| disturbs the kid's game and gradually darkens the temple entrance. | |
| 5 INT. TUNNEL - DAY | |
| Billy is looking for the grappa in the Professor's bag. He comes upon a | |
| machine pistol. When the muffled SOUND suddenly grabs his attention. He | |
| leans toward the corridor and sees part of a spaceship appear. Billy is | |
| paralyzed. | |
| 6 INT. TEMPLE ROOM - DAY | |
| The Professor keeps reading over the inscription. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| "..this perfect person.. this perfect | |
| being.." I do not understand this.. perfect? | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| Where is that boy? Billy! | |
| 7 INT. TUNNEL - DAY | |
| Billy presses himself against the wall, in the shadows, terrified, but | |
| sketching away like mad, as large shadowed figures lumber past him. He | |
| begins to blink, feeling the effects of the Priest's potion.. | |
| 8 INT. TEMPLE ROOM - DAY | |
| The Professor reads the wall. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| And this divine Light they talk | |
| about.. what is Divine light? | |
| At that moment, the reflection from Aziz's mirror drops again. The light | |
| fails. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| (without turning) | |
| Aziz light! | |
| The room is flooded with light all of the sudden. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| Better.. this is the most unbelievable thing | |
| I have ever seen.. | |
| The Professor turns around, and is stunned speechless to find himself | |
| face to face with two MONDOSHAWANS. A dozen others fill the hall manning | |
| the source of the light, large luminous globes. Aziz is fast asleep. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| (uncomprehending) | |
| ...Uh, yes? | |
| The Professor is lifted up and carried off to the side by the aliens. | |
| The KOMMANDER stops in front of the Priest who is still on his knees, face | |
| to the ground. | |
| PRIEST | |
| Master... He was about to discover everything, | |
| but I had the situation under control. | |
| The two MONDOSHAWAN GUARDS hold the professor three feet off the ground. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| (in a panic) | |
| Who are you? Are you Germans? Sprechen | |
| Sie Deutsch? | |
| 9 INT. TUNNEL | |
| Billy staggers forward, a machine pistol in his hand. | |
| 10 INT. TEMPLE ROOM | |
| The KOMMANDER holds out his hand to the Priest. | |
| PRIEST | |
| What did I do wrong? | |
| The Priest jumps to his feet excitedly. | |
| KOMMANDER | |
| Servant, you and the thousand guards | |
| before you... You have done your work well, | |
| but we have to recover the elements. War will | |
| soon engulf your planet. We must keep them safe. | |
| The Kommander goes over to the wall and seems to be looking for a lock. | |
| He finds it and slides in his metallic finger which is more intricate | |
| than a key to a safe. He turns his hand, activating a mechanism that opens | |
| the wall. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| Unbelievable!!! | |
| The Kommander turns around and crooks a finger. One of the MONDOSHAWANS | |
| waves his hand, puts the professor to sleep and heads down the hallway | |
| revealed by the opening. He is followed by his men. The Priest slips in | |
| behind them. | |
| 11 INT. ROOM 2 TEMPLE - DAY | |
| The Kommander steps into a vast room. The ceiling is very high, pyramid- | |
| shaped. In each corner of the room, four vessels contain four | |
| rectangular twelve-inch stones-, the four elements. In the middle, an | |
| opaque sarcophagus rests on an altar. The Kommander stops and | |
| contemplates it a moment. | |
| PRIEST | |
| (to himself) | |
| The Fifth Element... | |
| KOMMANDER | |
| Take them and put them in a safe place. | |
| His men carry out his order. | |
| 12 INT. ROOM 1 TEMPLE - DAY | |
| Billy staggers across the floor, struggling to stay awake. | |
| 13 INT. ROOM 2 TEMPLE - DAY | |
| The Kommander opens a case. His men come and put the four, precious | |
| stones in it, one by one. | |
| PRIEST | |
| (moved) | |
| Will the elements be gone now forever | |
| from this place? | |
| KOMMANDER | |
| When mankind comes to its senses. | |
| We will return. | |
| PRIEST | |
| Knowing mankind as I do, that could take | |
| centuries! | |
| KOMMANDER | |
| Time is of no importance, only life | |
| is important. | |
| The Priest nods and lowers his eyes. | |
| Angle on: Billy staggering forward, raising his pistol, blinking his | |
| eyes to focus.. | |
| A MONDOSHAWAN puts the fourth element in the case The Kommander shuts the | |
| case and looks at the Priest. | |
| KOMMANDER | |
| When EVIL returns so shall we. | |
| PRIEST | |
| (head lowered) | |
| We will be ready, Lord. | |
| Billy suddenly staggers into the room, brandishing his gun. | |
| BILLY | |
| Stop. | |
| Billy trips, the gun goes off. He empties the clip. The Mondoshawan | |
| carrying the case crumples to the ground. The wall immediately begins to | |
| close. Billy fires wildly, unable to control the powerful kicking gun. | |
| PRIEST | |
| No!!! Don't!!! | |
| The Priest rushes Billy. The weapon has such a kick to it that Billy | |
| starts shooting into the air, backs up, then stumbles and knocks himself | |
| out. The Priest is on the ground, seriously wounded. So is the Kommander. | |
| The WARRIORS are in a panic. | |
| CLERK | |
| Hurry, Kommander! The wall's closing!!! | |
| The wall continues to close. Sand pours in from everywhere. The vast | |
| room fills up like an hourglass. | |
| KOMMANDER | |
| A mission is a mission, Savoia. | |
| You'll learn that. | |
| The Kommander picks up the case and reaches the wall but can't get | |
| through it. His | |
| armor is too bulky, the opening too small. He manages to get his arm and | |
| the case through. | |
| KOMMANDER | |
| My apologies to General Kroi -- and my wife.. | |
| The wall closes, crushing his arm. The CLERK scoops up the case and runs | |
| through the huge piles of sand. | |
| 14 EXT. COLONNADE - DAY | |
| The CLERK boards the ship carrying the case. Omar hides in a corner, | |
| frightened to death, hugging Billy's bag of drawings. | |
| 15 INT. TEMPLE ROOM - DAY | |
| The room fills with sand. The Priest's body is soon buried. | |
| 16 EXT. DESERT - DAY | |
| The huge ship's main hatch closes. | |
| 17 EXT. TEMPLE - DAY | |
| The ship lifts off and speeds away. Omar emerges from the temple gaping | |
| at the ship as it vanishes in the sky. | |
| 18 EXT. PYRAMIDS | |
| A gigantic shooting star flashes above the pyramids. | |
| 19 EXT. EARTH ORBIT | |
| The ship passes in front of us and heads for the stars disappearing at | |
| unbelievable speed. The background is a star-spattered cosmos. | |
| WRITTEN: 500 YEARS LATER | |
| Another, more modern, spaceship, fills the screen. A warship belonging | |
| to the Federal Army. | |
| 20 INT. SPACESHIP CONTROL ROOM | |
| CU of a digital control screen. Three planets projecting three straight | |
| lines that crisscross at one point. Identical to the one observed by the | |
| professor on the temple wall. GENERAL STAEDERT looks out through the | |
| ship's window at one of the three huge planets in eclipse. | |
| STAEDERT | |
| Don't you have anything? Not even | |
| a temperature? | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| The thermo-analyzers have jammed. | |
| One of them reads over a million degrees, | |
| the other's at minus 5000... | |
| Never seen anything like it. | |
| TECHNICIAN | |
| It's taking shape. | |
| 21 EXT. SPACE | |
| In the middle of the shadows, a door to the nightmare has just opened. | |
| Evil is back. A round, moving mass, continually changing color. | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| (in awe) | |
| What the hell can it be? | |
| TECHNICIAN | |
| Hook-up with the president in one | |
| minute, General. | |
| General Staedert remains calm. | |
| STAEDERT | |
| ...Send out a probe. | |
| 22 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE MANHATTAN | |
| LINDBERG, 50, the president of the United Federations, his features lined | |
| and worn by various delegations, mainly military, enters his office. | |
| There's a crisis in the air. The President's AIDE leans down to his ear. | |
| AIDE | |
| On air in 30 seconds. | |
| In the middle of the group is a Priest whose appearance reminds us of | |
| Egypt. A younger man DAVID, 18, shy, a priest-in-training attends the old | |
| man. | |
| 23 INT. CONTROL ROOM / PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| President on line sir.. | |
| General Staedert leans over his screen and seems surprised to see the | |
| room but not the president. | |
| PRESIDENT (O.S.) | |
| Staedert, do you read me? | |
| STAEDERT | |
| I can hear you, Mr. President, but I | |
| can't see you . | |
| The President grabs the mini-camera on his desk and yanks it around to | |
| face him. | |
| His face fills the screen. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (exasperated) | |
| Is that better? | |
| STAEDERT | |
| Perfect, Mr. President. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| I have to address the Supreme Council | |
| in 10 minutes. | |
| Just the facts, General. | |
| STAEDERT | |
| There are no results from the chemical | |
| and molecular analysis as of yet, all the | |
| calibers are overshot..we're hoping a | |
| thermo nucleatic imaging.. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (exasperated) | |
| What you are saying is you don't know | |
| what this..thing..is. | |
| Consternation reigns in the President's office. | |
| STAEDERT | |
| Not yet Sir..The only thing we know is | |
| it just keeps getting bigger! | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Options. | |
| STAEDERT | |
| Wait or act. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Recommendations. | |
| STAEDERT | |
| My philosophy Mr. President is shoot first | |
| ask questions later. | |
| I don't like uninvited guests. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Gentlemen? | |
| HEAD CHEMISTS | |
| I think it would be foolish to shoot at an | |
| organism that seems alive, without first | |
| taking the time to study it more! | |
| Besides, it has shown no signs of hostility. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (worried) | |
| No... it's just getting bigger. | |
| HEAD CHEMISTS | |
| So do people, but that's no reason to shoot | |
| them. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (exasperated) | |
| The security of the Federated Territories is | |
| and remains number one priority. | |
| (to the military) | |
| I suppose General Staedert's "philosophy" is | |
| acceptable to you? | |
| All the Generals nod "yes" | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| All right, then! Staedert? | |
| PRIEST (O.S.) | |
| Mr. President? | |
| The President scans the room. Staedert remote controls the camera toward | |
| the room. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| ...Yes? | |
| The camera moves up the Priest and we finally discover his face. He is | |
| in his sixties, a shrewd look in his eyes. | |
| Around his neck hangs the Kommander's finger, the key to the temple. | |
| PRIEST | |
| Cornelius, Vito Cornelius. 50th level parish. | |
| I have a different theory to offer you, | |
| Mr. President. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| I'm listening. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Imagine for a moment that this. thing is not | |
| anything that can be identified because it prefers | |
| not to be, because it is the antithesis of all we are. | |
| Because it is evil.. TOTAL EVIL. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (a little sarcastically) | |
| One more reason to shoot first eh? | |
| All the Generals nod in agreement. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Evil begets evil, Mr. President. | |
| Shooting would only make it stronger. | |
| 24 INT. SPACESHIP | |
| TECHNICIAN | |
| The probe will attain its objective in | |
| five seconds. | |
| Staedert moves closer to the ship's window. | |
| 25 EXT. SPACE. | |
| Evil swallows the probe and immediately bubbles over with activity like a | |
| furious volcano. | |
| 26 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| STAEDERT | |
| Mr. President, we're at crisis point. | |
| The President looks puzzled. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Your theory is interesting Father but | |
| I don't think we have time to go into it | |
| right now! | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Time is of no importance, Mr. President. | |
| Only life is important. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (exasperated) | |
| That's exactly what we are going to try and do: | |
| Protect the lives of some 200 billion of our | |
| fellow citizens! General? | |
| You may fire when ready. | |
| 27 INT. SPACESHIP | |
| STAEDERT | |
| (cold) (to the CAPTAIN) | |
| ..Up front loading of a 120 ZZR missile. | |
| Marker lights on the objective. | |
| 28 EXT. OUTSIDE SPACESHIP | |
| All of a sudden, outside the ship, the strange planet's activity ceases. | |
| A black crust immediately covers it. | |
| 29 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| SCIENTIST | |
| (consulting new data) | |
| Its structure has just solidified on the surface, | |
| as if the object felt something. If that's the case, | |
| we are undoubtedly dealing with an intelligence. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| The most terrible intelligence imaginable, | |
| Mr. President. | |
| The President hesitates. | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| ...The ship is in combat formation. | |
| The missile is loaded, General. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (uneasy) | |
| Staedert? Give me a minute... | |
| I have a doubt. | |
| STAEDERT | |
| (cold) | |
| I don't, Mr. President. | |
| 30 EXT. OUTSIDE SPACESHIP | |
| The missile explodes from the ship and penetrates its target. The | |
| explosion is swallowed like a fizzy pill in a small glass of water. | |
| Nothing happens. And then the mass grows larger. | |
| 31 INT. CONTROL ROOM / PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| Staedert looks worried. | |
| STAEDERT | |
| Load a series of 740 missiles. Maximum | |
| shield protection. | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| Yes, Sir. | |
| The President is growing ever more worried. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Staedert? What's going on? Did you | |
| destroy it? | |
| STAEDERT | |
| I'm about to, Mr. President. | |
| 32 EXT. SPACESHIP | |
| A series of three missiles heads for the planet, which absorbs them all. | |
| And literally doubles in size. | |
| SCIENTIST | |
| The planet's diameter has greatly | |
| increased and it's moving toward the ship. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Staedert? Get out of there immediately! | |
| I don't want an incident, do you hear me, | |
| Staedert? | |
| STAEDERT | |
| (worried) | |
| ...What do we have that's bigger than 240? | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| Nothing, General. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Staedert, get out of there! That's an order! | |
| A bead of sweat pearls Staedert's forehead. He is about to give an order | |
| when a gigantic flame emerges from the planet and literally swallows | |
| Staedert's spaceship. | |
| STAEDERT | |
| (eyes wide) | |
| ... Good God! | |
| The flame fills the screen with a horrendous NOISE that.... | |
| 33 INT. APARTMENT | |
| ... wakes up a man trying to escape from a nightmare. KORBEN DALLAS rubs | |
| his head. Thirty five years old, short hair, powerfully built, | |
| unquestionable charm, good looking in spite of the scars here and there. | |
| The alarm clock is still ringing, it shows the date as March 18, 2359. It | |
| in two in the morning. Ha grabs a cigarette, and stops to look for a | |
| light. He shuts oft the alarm. He hears a cat mewing in the hall. But it | |
| still rings. Korben takes a moment and then realizes it in the phone | |
| that is ringing. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (to the cat) | |
| I'm coming. | |
| He grabs the phone and crosses his tiny apartment (27 feet long by 6 feet | |
| wide) heading for the door, patting himself for a light. Behind him, the | |
| bed makes itself automatically. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (on the phone) | |
| Yeah? | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| Hey bud! Finger here. | |
| He opens the door for the cat and starts to rummage through a drawer for | |
| a match. Out come a handful of war decorations, a hero's collection. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (to the cat) | |
| Hi sweetie! | |
| ...A Medal of Honor Certificate to Major Dallas | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| I love you too Major, but you haven't called | |
| me that since basic training. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I was talking to the cat. | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| Oh, yeah, I forgot.You still prefer | |
| your cat to the real thing. | |
| ...A picture of Korben and his ex-wife on their wedding day. | |
| KORBEN | |
| At least, the cat comes back. | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| (ironical) | |
| You still pining for that two timing bitch. | |
| Forget her. | |
| There are a million women out there. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I don't want a million - I just want | |
| one. A perfect one. | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| Don't exist bud. | |
| ...A picture of Korben and Finger in uniform next to a space fighter. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I just found a picture of you. | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| How do I look? | |
| KORBEN | |
| Like shit. | |
| Korben finds a box of matches with three matches. He strikes one. It | |
| does not light. Korben opens the fridge, bare, except for an empty can of | |
| GEMINI croquettes. | |
| On the packet is an ad: | |
| WIN A DREAM TRIP FOR 2 TO FHLOSTON PARADISE. | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| Must be an old picture.. Listen, you gotta bring | |
| me your hack for the 6 month overhaul. A.S.A.P. | |
| Korben heats up some brackish water. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (sighs) | |
| I don't need one. | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| You forgetting who sat next to you for | |
| a thousand missions. | |
| I know how you drive. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Finger! I'm driving a cab now, not a | |
| space fighter!! | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| How many points you got left on your | |
| license? | |
| KORBEN | |
| (lying) | |
| Uh... at least fifty. | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| In your dreams! See you tonight! | |
| Finger has hang up. Korben sighs and does the same. He gets the heated | |
| brackish water and sits down. The cat pounces on the table and meows for | |
| its food. Korben pours half the coffee in the cat's cup. | |
| The cat meows. Korben taps his cup to the cat's saucer. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Cheers! | |
| 34 INT. HALL - DAY - OMIT | |
| 35 INT. GARAGE - DAY - OMIT | |
| 36 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| The office is emptied, only a few army officers remain. An ancient | |
| manuscript, Billy's drawings, sits in front of the President. Cornelius | |
| turns page after page, illustrating his | |
| point. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (to the President) | |
| We have forty-eight hours, the time it needs | |
| to adapt itself to our living conditions. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (worried) | |
| And then? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| And then it will be too late. The goal of | |
| evil is to wipe out life! All forms of life. | |
| For all eternity...Life upsets it. | |
| The President appears upset himself by this image. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Is there anything that can stop it? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (knowing) | |
| Yes..thank God.. | |
| 37 EXT. SPACE | |
| The Mondoshawan spaceship bursts through a star cluster and fills the | |
| screen. | |
| 38 INT. COCKPIT - OMIT | |
| 39 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| The manuscript is open on the President's desk.. CLOSE ON: | |
| Billy's rendering of the Mondoshawan. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (to the President) | |
| The Mondoshawans don't belong to the | |
| Federated Territories, but they are peaceful... | |
| in their possession are the four elements of life. | |
| These elements when they are gathered around a fifth: | |
| The Supreme Being, ultimate warrior, created to protect | |
| life...... | |
| The SUPREME BEING is standing, as if frozen in armor. All we see is the | |
| bottom half of his body. Big metallic gloves hold the case engraved with | |
| the emblem of the three suns containing the four Sacred Stones. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| ..will produce what the ancients called the | |
| light of creation, the light of total goodness | |
| which is the only thing that can defeat EVIL. | |
| The President points to the spot occupied by the 5th element. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| But what happens if instead of | |
| this... Ultimate Warrior... it is EVIL | |
| who stands here? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| White turns to black. Light to Dark. | |
| Life to Death. For all eternity. | |
| The President's nerves quiver. | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| Sir, we have a Mondoshawan spaceship at | |
| the frontier requesting permission to enter | |
| our territory. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| I guess I should make a decision.. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| They are the only ones who can help.. | |
| GENERAL | |
| Sir..the Mondoshawan do not belong to the | |
| federation. We do not know their intention.. | |
| I must recommend a full trinuclear assault.. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (yells) | |
| Did you see that..thing..swallow our battleship | |
| like a gum drop? You can't even tell me what it is! | |
| I ask you for options you give me bullshit. | |
| Give them permission to enter our territories | |
| with my warmest regards. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (relieved) | |
| Thank you, Mr. President. | |
| 40 INT. MONDOSHAWANS SPACESHIP - OMIT | |
| 41 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE - OMIT | |
| 42 EXT. SPACE / INT. MONDOSHAWAN SHIP | |
| The MONDOSHAWAN spaceship zips across the Federated Galaxy. | |
| But it is not alone: Two black warships seem to be dogging it. | |
| 43 INT. MONDOSHAWAN COCKPIT | |
| The MONDOSHAWANS have spotted the spacecraft chasing them. | |
| FIRST OFFICER | |
| Two non-identified ships approaching. | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| Must be the welcoming committee. | |
| 44 INT. WARSHIP COCKPIT | |
| A MANGALORE sits at the controls of the warship. His terrifying features | |
| tell us what sort of welcome they can expect. The pilot fires without | |
| warning. | |
| 45 EXT. SPACE / INT. MONDOSHAWAN SHIP | |
| The huge ship is badly hit and immediately swerves oft course. | |
| Panic aboard the MONDOSHAWAN ship. | |
| 46 INT. MONDOSHAWAN SHIP | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| We've been hit! General alert!!! | |
| Blast after blast hits the defenseless ship. | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| We're losing control! We have to land fast! | |
| The huge ship veers oft course and heads for a small red planet, taking | |
| hit after hit. | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| Send out a distress signal!!! Activate | |
| the emergency landing procedure! | |
| The huge ship approaches the planet at blinding speed. | |
| FIRST OFFICER | |
| Impact in less than ten seconds! | |
| The red planet looms ever closer. | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| Time is of no importance... | |
| The ship crashes in a gigantic explosion. | |
| 46A INT. KORBEN'S APARTMENT - DAY | |
| A thermo nuclear explosion fills a T.V. screen..Which Korben's cat | |
| watches with interest. | |
| Korben is about to exit the apartment. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Don't watch it all day, it'll rot your | |
| mind. Bye sweetie.. | |
| In response, the cat meows. Korben opens the door to..A huge | |
| gun, brandished by a nervous MUGGER, pointing right in his face. | |
| MUGGER | |
| The cash man! | |
| KORBEN | |
| Been here long? | |
| MUGGER | |
| Don't fuck with me man or I'll blow | |
| you into tomorrow! | |
| Unperterbed, Korben looks at the mugger's fearsome weapon. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Isn't that a Z140? Alleviated titanium. | |
| Neuro charged assault model? | |
| MUGGER | |
| (off balance) | |
| Uh.. | |
| KORBEN | |
| You know you could hurt someone with | |
| this puppy..good thing it's not loaded.. | |
| The mugger is lost. He looks at his weapon. | |
| MUGGER | |
| It's not? | |
| KORBEN | |
| You gotta push the little yellow button... | |
| Korben points to the button on the side of the gun. The mugger takes his | |
| advice. | |
| MUGGER | |
| Thanks.. | |
| KORBEN | |
| You're welcome.. | |
| And with lightning speed, Korben blasts the mugger with a straight right | |
| hand, sending him down for the count. Korben retrieves the gun. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ..you know these things are VERY illegal.. | |
| you could get in a shit load of trouble.. | |
| I better hang onto it for you.. | |
| As the mugger clears his head, Korben opens a drawer next to him which is | |
| full of similar guns! The mugger's eyes pop out of his head. He scampers | |
| to his feet and runs off. | |
| Korben shrugs, exits his apartment, and closes the door. The cat watches | |
| a nuclear holocaust on T.V., uninterrupted. | |
| 46B INT. KORBEN'S GARAGE - DAY | |
| Korben enters his taxi. A robotic voice greets him. | |
| VOICE | |
| Please enter your license.. | |
| Korben complies, and starts to push a series of buttons on the dash. | |
| VOICE | |
| Welcome on board Mr. Dallas.. | |
| KORBEN | |
| How you doing this morning? Sleep OK? | |
| I didn't. | |
| Korben hits a button. The garage door starts to open. | |
| VOICE | |
| Fuel level 6.03..Propulsion 2x4... | |
| KORBEN | |
| I had the worst goddamn nightmare. | |
| VOICE | |
| You have nine points left on your license.. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Thanks for reminding me.. | |
| As the garage door lifts, the Megalopolis that is New York City in the | |
| 23rd century comes into view. Startling in it's height, and breath. | |
| VOICE | |
| Have a nice day.. | |
| Korben lets the propulsion build. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Right.. | |
| He lets the gear slip. The taxi rockets off into the City. | |
| 47 EXT. TAXI STAND - NIGHT - OMIT | |
| 48 EXT. RED PLANET-OMIT | |
| 49 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| Cornelius collapses in a chair. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| We are lost! | |
| GENERAL MUNRO | |
| Mr. President, the attack was launched by two | |
| unregistered warships. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Close all borders and declare a state of | |
| general alert. | |
| GENERAL MUNRO | |
| Yes, sir. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (to another OFFICER) | |
| Try to contact these Mondoshawans. We | |
| owe them an explanation. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (lost, to himself) | |
| What are we going to do? | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| This is government business now. | |
| You ought to go home and get some | |
| rest, Father. | |
| The President motions to his guards to come and get Cornelius. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| I promise to keep you informed. | |
| A weary Cornelius leaves the room with David's help. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (to the CAPTAIN) | |
| ...Has the rescue team found any survivors? | |
| 50 EXT. RED PLANET - OMIT | |
| 51 EXT. RED PLANET ORBIT - OMIT | |
| 52 INT. LABORATORY 1ST DISTRICT MANHATTAN - DAWN | |
| An arm, on a surgical cart, moves down the hall of the Nucleological | |
| Center, the most sterile of environments. | |
| PROFESSOR MACTILBURGH, age 60, hurries alongside GENERAL MUNRO. | |
| MUNRO | |
| This is all that survived? | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| Actually only one cell survived.. | |
| MUNRO | |
| Have you identified it? | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| It's not that easy..we've never encountered | |
| anything like it before..you see normal human | |
| beings have 40 DNA memo groums..which is | |
| more than enough for any species to perpetuate | |
| itself..This one has 200,000. | |
| MUNRO | |
| Talk English Doc. | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| This cell is like a huge library. It has infinite | |
| genetic knowledge stored inside. | |
| Almost like it was...engineered. | |
| MUNRO | |
| Sounds like a freak of nature to me. | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| Yes... I can't wait to meet him. | |
| They pass into the lab. | |
| 53 INT. LABORATORY | |
| The two enter a cylindrical laboratory. There is a huge glass turbine in | |
| the middle with the metal glove inside. A DNA chain scrolls on the computer | |
| screen. | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| (rather fascinated) | |
| The compositional elements of his DNA | |
| chain are the same as ours, there are simply | |
| more of them tightly packed. | |
| His knowledge is probably limitless.. | |
| MUNRO | |
| (worried) | |
| Is there any danger? Some kind of virus? | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| We put it through the cellular hygiene detector. | |
| The cell is for lack of a better word... perfect. | |
| Munro hesitates a moment. Then he sighs and uses his personal key to | |
| open the | |
| self-destruct box. | |
| MUNRO | |
| OK, go ahead! But Mr. Perfect better be polite... | |
| otherwise I turn him into cat food. | |
| Mactilburgh starts the operation rolling as Munro puts his hand on the | |
| sell-destruct button, ready to use it. Thousands of cells form in the | |
| heart of the generator, an assemblage of DNA elements. Then the cells move | |
| down a tube, like a fluid, and gather in an imprint of a HUMAN body. Step | |
| by step bones are reconstructed, then the nervous and muscular systems. | |
| Whole veins wrap around the muscles. An entire body is reconstructing before | |
| our very eyes. | |
| DOCTOR | |
| Three seconds to ultra-violet protection. | |
| A shield comes over the reconstructing body and makes it invisible. | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| (to Munro) | |
| ...This is the crucial phase, The reconstruction | |
| of pigment. Cells are bombarded with slightly | |
| greasy solar atoms which forces the body cells | |
| to react, to protect themselves. | |
| That means growing skin. Clever, eh? | |
| MUNRO | |
| (disgusted) | |
| Wonderful! | |
| The meter slows, drops to zero. | |
| ASSISTANT | |
| ... End of reconstruction, beginning of | |
| reanimation . | |
| A whoosh of air in the glass chamber. Captain Munro has his hand on the | |
| self-destruct button, ready to destroy the being that has barely been | |
| reborn. | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| (pushing a button) | |
| Activate life support system. | |
| An electrical discharge fills the glass chamber causing the body inside | |
| to jerk. | |
| After a few moments of silence, the SOUND of a heartbeat fills the room | |
| over the loudspeaker. | |
| ASSISTANT | |
| Life support system activated. | |
| The Supreme Being is alive once again. | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| Remove the shield. | |
| The ASSISTANT automatically removes the ultra-violet shield which slowly | |
| reveals... a woman... nude... young... and very beautiful. Munro stands there | |
| gaping. Not quite his vision of the Supreme Being. Mactilburgh glances | |
| at Munro and gently pushes his hand away from the self-destruct button. | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| (with a smile) | |
| I told you ... perfect! | |
| Munro is hypnotized by the GIRL's beauty. | |
| MUNRO | |
| ...I'd, uh , like to get a few pictures for the | |
| archives | |
| before she wakes up. | |
| Mactilburgh looks at him with a grin. A remote-control camera approaches | |
| the girl's face, a flash goes off. Blinded by the flash, the girl jumps and | |
| screams. She cowers in a corner, shaking from the cold, darting eyes | |
| everywhere looking for the case she was holding. | |
| GIRL | |
| (very angry) | |
| Ouacra cocha o dayodomo binay ouacra | |
| mo cocha ferji akba ligounai makta keratapla. | |
| Tokemata tokemata! Seno santonoi-aypa! | |
| Minoi ay Cheba! Givomana seno! | |
| MUNRO | |
| (worried) | |
| What's she saying? | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| (to his ASSISTANT) | |
| Activate the phonic detector. | |
| The girl kicks the window repeatedly. | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| And give her a light sedative... | |
| and something to wear! | |
| The ASSISTANT hits a button. A pile of clothes drops out of a trapdoor | |
| in the ceiling. She snatches up the clothes angrily and dresses quickly. | |
| Munro draws closer to the glass window. He watches her dress with | |
| undisguised pleasure. | |
| MUNRO | |
| (to Mactilburgh) | |
| This thing solid? | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| (smiling) | |
| An elephant couldn't crack it. | |
| The Girl finishes dressing. | |
| GIRL | |
| (angrily) | |
| Teno akta chataman assin-omekta! | |
| Munro smiles safely behind his plate glass window. | |
| MUNRO | |
| (with a smile) | |
| You're gonna have to learn to communicate | |
| better than that angel if you want out. | |
| Munro dangles the key on a chain that will let her out. The girl rams | |
| her fist right through the window. She grabs the key and yanks it. The | |
| chain snaps tight and Munro slams into the window knocking himself out. The | |
| girl puts her hand through the window again, unlocks the chamber and steps | |
| out. She is still bit wobbly on her legs. Two GUARDS try to grab her. | |
| She sends them flying across the room. Mactilburgh is most impressed. He | |
| sets off a general alarm. | |
| 54 INT. CORRIDOR LABORATORY | |
| The girl runs through a maze of corridors looking for a way out. A squad | |
| of SECURITY GUARDS appear in front of her and open fire without warning. The | |
| girl takes a leap, grabs an air vent, kicks it out and dives into the air | |
| shaft. The COPS try and jump up to the vent, but none can reach it. | |
| CHIEF | |
| Get me a chair or a stepladder The rest of you | |
| go through the main ventilation! | |
| 55 INT. VENTILATION DUCT LABORATORY | |
| The girl moves along unable to see what's ahead of her. She comes to a | |
| dead-end, a grill that leads outside. She pushes it out and exits onto | |
| the ledge. | |
| 56 EXT. LEDGE LABORATORY - DAWN | |
| She has exited to a ledge on the 450th floor of a building, right in the | |
| middle of Manhattan, which we discover for the first time. The city has | |
| become monstrous. Buildings rise 600 stories. Cars fly. Subways run | |
| vertically...The girl edges along the narrow ledge, unfazed by the height. | |
| The CHIEF leans out the vent, looking out into the void. | |
| CHIEF | |
| (to his men) | |
| Go on follow her! | |
| The COPS stare into the gaping void. | |
| COP | |
| ...No way. | |
| The CHIEF angrily pulls out his gun and shoots at the girl who ducks | |
| around the corner of the building. Unfortunately the other side in full of | |
| cops as well. A flying police car zooms up in front of her, sirens | |
| blaring. | |
| VOICE (O.S.) | |
| This in the police. Your status is illegal. | |
| Please put up your hands and follow our | |
| instructions! | |
| The girl feels trapped. She looks down into the endless 450 below and | |
| all the cars flying underneath her. Then she raises her arms... and dives | |
| off. | |
| 57 INT. POLICE CAR - NIGHT | |
| COP | |
| (in the car.) | |
| Christ! She dove off! | |
| In a panic, the COP makes a wrong turn. The girl falls for several | |
| seconds. | |
| She lands on the roof of a flying cab. | |
| 58 INT. CAB - NIGHT | |
| Korben tries to control his car, reeling from the impact. | |
| VOICE (O.S.) | |
| You have just had an accident. | |
| Seven points have been temporarily | |
| removed... | |
| Korben manages to stop his cab, pulls over to the side. | |
| VOICE / KORBEN | |
| You have one point left on your license. | |
| Have a good day. | |
| Korben sighs and looks in the back seat to see what the damages are. The | |
| girl, a bit dazed (who wouldn't be), emerges from the debris and sits up. | |
| There's some blood on her face. Korben is stunned. The girl's still alive | |
| and... so beautiful. His heart heads for a meltdown. | |
| GIRL | |
| Akina delutan, nou-shan. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (lost) | |
| ...'Scuse me? | |
| A police car with wailing sirens halts in front of Korben. | |
| COP | |
| (over a loudspeaker) | |
| You have an unauthorized passenger in your | |
| vehicle. We are going to arrest her. | |
| Please leave your hands on the wheel. | |
| Thank you for your cooperation. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (obeying) | |
| Sorry, Hon, but I only got one point left | |
| on my license and I gotta get to the garage! | |
| The police car presses up against the cab. Doors slide open. Huge guns | |
| point at her. Korben feels lousy. The girl's helpless, there are tears in | |
| her eyes, she looks exhausted. | |
| Korben glances at her in the rear view mirror. She's looking all around | |
| to find something to help her communicate with him. | |
| Her POV: an ad on the back of the seat. An 800 number to help an | |
| orphanage. A teary photo of a kid over the words Please Help. She shoots | |
| to Korben a look of pure distress. | |
| GIRL | |
| (irresistible) | |
| Please... HELP... | |
| Korben can't resist her plea. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Don't put me in this position... | |
| I can't... I'm late as it is... | |
| But he cannot say no to her eyes. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Finger's gonna kill me. | |
| Korben shuts oft the meter and floors it, sideswiping the police car as | |
| he roars away. | |
| VOICE (O.S.) | |
| Your license has been revoked. | |
| Would you please.... | |
| Korben whips out a gun and shatters the loudspeaker. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I hate when people cry... | |
| I got no defense... | |
| The police car takes out after him, sirens screeching. An insane chase | |
| ensues. | |
| 59 INT. NEW YORK STREETS - DAY | |
| Korben and his flying taxi are absolute masters of the air. The cops | |
| have trouble following him but then another cop car comes to join in the | |
| fun. Korben drives like a man possessed, nothing can stop him. Except the | |
| dead-end he's just come up against. | |
| GIRL | |
| Daya deo dono Dato. Dalutan! | |
| KORBEN | |
| It there's one thing I don't need advice on, | |
| it's how to drive. | |
| Korben turns his cab sideways and scrapes through a narrow passageway, | |
| ripping his taxi light from the roof. The police car smashes into the | |
| wall. The other one brakes just in time. | |
| COP | |
| Shit! Attention all-patrol cars! | |
| The car makes a U-turn, looking for a wider passageway. | |
| 60 EXT. NEW YORK STREET | |
| The police car roars up, sirens screaming then slows down and checks out | |
| a dead-end flanked by a large vertical neon billboard. The dead-end is empty . | |
| Korben's cab is hidden vertically behind the billboard. Seeing nothing, the | |
| police drive away. | |
| KORBEN | |
| We'll wait till things quiet down a bit. | |
| You mind? | |
| The girl grabs his shirt collar and pulls him close, whispers in his ear. | |
| GIRL | |
| (weak) | |
| ...Priest... | |
| KORBEN | |
| You're not that bad... Come on we'll | |
| get you to a doctor. | |
| The girl hands him the handle of the case, struck with the three Egyptian | |
| suns. | |
| GIRL | |
| (weak) | |
| Vito... Cor... Ni-lious... Priest... | |
| KORBEN | |
| Vito Cornelius? | |
| The girl nods, then faints. Korben is somewhat lost faced with so much | |
| mystery. | |
| 61 INT. CORNELIUS' APARTMENT - DAY | |
| The door opens. Korben is there with the unconscious girl in his arms. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (embarrassed) | |
| Excuse me, I'm looking for a priest. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (tired) | |
| Weddings are one floor down. | |
| Congratulations. | |
| Cornelius closes the door. The doorbell RINGS again. | |
| KORBEN | |
| She's not my bride, she's my fare. | |
| She's looking for this Vito Cornelius. | |
| According to the phone guide he lives here. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (curious) | |
| That's me. But I don't know who she is... | |
| where did you find her? | |
| KORBEN | |
| She dropped in on me... holding this. | |
| Korben hands him the metal handle with the three Egyptian suns, stamped | |
| on it. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (staggered) | |
| The fifth element. | |
| He faints dead away. Korben, with the girl still in his arms looks | |
| around helpless. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (sighing) | |
| Finger's gonna kill me... | |
| 62 INT. CORNELIUS' APARTMENT - DAY | |
| In his armchair, Cornelius gets woken by a slap in the face. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (with a start) | |
| Who are you? | |
| KORBEN | |
| I brought the girl remember? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| The girl? | |
| Cornalius gets up. He looks at the handle. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Yeah! She dropped in on me. I mean | |
| on my taxi... talking... this... this bizarre | |
| language... | |
| And then it dawns on Cornelius who the girl is. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (eyes riveted on her) | |
| He's a she! | |
| KORBEN | |
| (bemused) | |
| You noticed... | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (face shining) | |
| There's not a moment to lose! Wake her up, | |
| but be gentle about it! This woman is mankind's | |
| most precious possession! She is... perfect! | |
| KORBEN | |
| So you do know her. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Uh yes, we're cousins..distant cousins.. | |
| Cornelius runs into the next room. Korben looks at the girl, goes to | |
| slap her, then changes his mind. | |
| Her beauty troubles him. He hesitates, then, gently caresses her cheek. | |
| Her skin seems so soft, so fragile. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Perfect... | |
| 63 INT. SMALL ROOM | |
| David, is mending a cassock when Cornelius bursts into the room out of | |
| breath. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| It's a miracle!!! | |
| DAVID | |
| (worried) | |
| What is? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (babbling crazily) | |
| I can't wear these clothes! This calls | |
| for dignity! | |
| I have to dress the part! | |
| He opens a closet filled with identical robes and plunges in, | |
| disappearing as David looks on, uncomprehending. | |
| 64 INT LIVING ROOM. CORNELIUS' APARTMENT | |
| Korben gently kisses the girl's cheeks, but she doesn't respond. He | |
| looks around then kisses her on the lips. The girl's eyes snap open. | |
| When Korben straightens up he discovers his own gun jammed under his | |
| chin. | |
| GIRL | |
| (angry) | |
| Eto Akta Gamat! | |
| KORBEN | |
| (embarrassed) | |
| I'm sorry, it's just that... I was | |
| told to wake you up gently, so I figured... | |
| The girl pauses a moment. She stares at him, looks puzzled. | |
| KORBEN | |
| You're right, I was wrong! I shouldn't | |
| have kissed you... especially since we | |
| haven't been introduced and... | |
| (he pulls out a business card) | |
| Here, it's a bit late, but... my name is | |
| Korben, Korben Dallas. | |
| Keep it, you never know, maybe... you'll | |
| need a cab one day. I'll be happy to open | |
| the door this time!. | |
| The girl hesitates, then snatches the card like a wild animal. | |
| 65 INT. SMALL ROOM | |
| Cornelius is lost in the closet. | |
| DAVID | |
| Father, will you please explain what's | |
| going on? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| The Supreme Being, the fifth element is here, | |
| in our parish!!! It's a miracle!!! | |
| 66 INT. LIVING ROOM | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...What's your name? | |
| GIRL | |
| (after a moment) | |
| Leeloo Minai Lekarariba-Laminai-Tchai | |
| Ekbat De Sebat. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (polite) | |
| Hey, that's... cute... Do you have a nickname, | |
| something a little... shorter? | |
| GIRL | |
| ...Leeloo. | |
| Korben is falling in love. | |
| KORBEN | |
| That's... really cute... | |
| Cornelius bursts into the room. She turns the gun on him. | |
| He bows before her. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Appipulai Leeloo Minai.. | |
| LEELOO | |
| Corn-i-Lius? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (bowing) | |
| At your service. | |
| LEELOO lowers her guard starts to laugh. An irresistible childish laugh. | |
| Korben smiles. | |
| DAVID | |
| Father. You sure she's the Supreme Being? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Absolutely sure There's the triple suns on | |
| her gloves! | |
| David bows low, but his eyes glance up at Leeloo. Cornelius begins to | |
| lead Korben toward the door, hustling him out. | |
| KORBEN | |
| They all like this in your family, father? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| She's an exception.. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Thank you so much for your help Mr...? | |
| KORBEN | |
| Dallas. Korben Dallas. | |
| Cornelius takes his arm. Leeloo stops laughing when she sees Korben | |
| leaving. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Yes. That's fine! Thank you very much. | |
| A thousand times over! | |
| KORBEN | |
| I might call to check up on her, | |
| you know... to see if she's better? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| She's fine, really..don't you worry.. | |
| just needs some rest..she's had a very long trip. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I know. I was there when she arrived. | |
| Cornelius is about to close the door. Korben's hand blocks it. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Excuse me! Just one thing! She said something | |
| to me a while ago and... I don't really get it... | |
| Akta Gamat? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| It means, "Never without my permission". | |
| KORBEN | |
| That's what I thought. | |
| Cornelius slams the door in his face. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...Thanks. | |
| 66A INT. KORBEN'S APARTMENT - DAY | |
| Korben beads down the hallway. He passes his NEIGHBOR. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Evening... | |
| NEIGHBOR | |
| Fuck you! | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...Thanks... You, too. | |
| Korben enters his-apartment. | |
| 66B INT.. KORBEN'S APARTMENT - DAY | |
| The door slides back and the cat comes rubbing up against him, tail in | |
| the air. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Oh god. I forgot your food ... I'm really sorry! | |
| How about a nice Thai nosh to apologize? | |
| How does that sound, huh? | |
| The cat meows, appeased, just an the phone rings. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Hello? | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| Hey bud...I'm waiting all day here. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Finger..man..I'm sorry..listen..I was on the way | |
| over but I had a fare fall into my lap.. | |
| y'know one of those big fares you just | |
| can't resist.. | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| (suspicious) | |
| So, just how big was this fare? | |
| KORBEN | |
| 5'7", green eyes... long legs... great skin... | |
| perfect.. | |
| Korben takes out a cigarette. | |
| FINGER (V.O.) | |
| Uh huh..and I don't suppose you got the | |
| name of this..perfect fare.. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (dreamy) | |
| Leeloo.. | |
| 67 INT. GARAGE - DAY - OMIT | |
| 68 INT. CORNELIUS' APARTMENT - DAY | |
| Leeloo has a towel wrapped around her, it looks like she just took a | |
| shower. She sits in front of a computer wolfing down some chicken. Data | |
| scrolls by on the screen. David watches from the corner, in awe. | |
| DAVID | |
| What's she doing? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Learning our history! | |
| The last 5000 years that she missed! | |
| She's been out of circulation a while, | |
| you know. | |
| Leeloo breaks into her childish laughter. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| What're you laughing about? | |
| LEELOO | |
| (pronouncing badly) | |
| Napoleon... small. | |
| She laughs again and tosses some capsules into the microwave. | |
| DAVID | |
| (hesitant) | |
| Uh father, I know she's been through a lot... | |
| but the sacred stones..we don't have much | |
| time.. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Yes. Of course.. | |
| Leeloo takes her plate out of the microwave. A steaming plate heaped | |
| with chicken and exotic vegetables. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Leeloo..I'm sorry to interrupt you but.. | |
| She sits back down in front of the screen and chomps away heavily on her | |
| second chicken. Cornelius sits opposite her. and holds up the case | |
| handle. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (serious) | |
| The case..with the stones... | |
| Where is it? | |
| LEELOO | |
| San Agamat chay bet... envolet! | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| The case was stolen? | |
| Leeloo nods her head, quite unperturbed and continues to devour the food | |
| in front of her. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (shocked) | |
| Who in gods name would do such | |
| a thing? | |
| 69 INT. CORRIDOR. ZORG'S WAREHOUSE - DAY | |
| CLOSE ON: A pair of feet limping heavily. A MAN comes alongside them. | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| Excuse me sir, the council is worried about | |
| the economy heating up. They wondered if | |
| it would be possible to fire 500... | |
| They reach a door at the end of the corridor. Zorg enters a code. | |
| ZORG | |
| Fire 1000. | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| But... 500 is all they need, sir. | |
| ZORG turns slowly. A small scar across run across his face, his eye | |
| stutters. | |
| This is not a man to cross, or contradict. | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| 1000! Fine, sir! | |
| Sorry to have disturbed you. | |
| The door opens... | |
| 70 INT. CORNELIUS' APARTMENT - DAY | |
| ... and David enters carrying a bundle of clothes. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| There was this guy with a limp who | |
| came a month ago..said he was an art | |
| dealer ... Asking all these questions about | |
| the Sacred Stones..at the time I didn't think | |
| anything of it.. What was his name? I'm so | |
| bad with names... | |
| DAVID | |
| (to Leeloo, timid) | |
| I didn't know your size. | |
| Leeloo is happy. She pulls off the towel and stands there nude. Cornelius | |
| and David turn away. | |
| DAVID | |
| They really made her... | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Perfect. | |
| Leeloo finishes dressing. She is delighted. | |
| LEELOO | |
| (to David) | |
| Domo danko! | |
| David smiles, dumb with admiration. Cornelius comes over. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Leeloo? The Stones... | |
| We must get them back. | |
| Leeloo settles down, sits at the computer and turns it on. | |
| LEELOO | |
| Ikset-kiba. Me imanetaba oum dalat! | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| You know exactly where they are! | |
| 71 INT. WAREHOUSE - DAY | |
| A group of handsome WARRIORS approaches. AKNOT, their leader has the | |
| sacred case in his hands. The metal handle is missing but the second | |
| metal glove is still grasping the case. | |
| ZORG | |
| (pretending to be worried) | |
| Aknot? Is that you? | |
| The LEADER nods. A disgusted look stamps Zorg's features. | |
| ZORG | |
| ...What an ugly face! Doesn't suit you at all! | |
| Take it off... | |
| AKNOT's face burns away revealing the head of a monstrous MANGALORE. | |
| ZORG | |
| That's better! Never be ashamed of | |
| who you are... | |
| You're warriors... be proud... | |
| AKNOT says nothing, but if his eyes could talk! | |
| ZORG | |
| So what if the Federal Army crushed your | |
| entire race and scattered your people to the | |
| wind... | |
| Your time for revenge is at hand... | |
| Voila... the ZF1. | |
| He takes out a weapon from one a crate and goes into a sales pitch. | |
| ZORG | |
| (very fast) | |
| ...It's light... the handle's adjustable for | |
| easy carrying... good for righties and lefties. | |
| Meanwhile, two MEN set up a mannequin rigged with various defense | |
| mechanisms at the far end of the warehouse. | |
| ZORG | |
| ... Breaks down into four parts, undetectable by | |
| X-rays.. It's the ideal weapon for quick, discreet | |
| interventions. A word on fire power: Titanium | |
| recharger. 3000 round clip with bursts of 3 to 300. | |
| With the replay button, another Zorg innovation, | |
| it's even easier... one shot. | |
| He fires at the mannequin. | |
| ZORG | |
| ... and replay sends every following shot | |
| to the same location... | |
| Zorg spins around, the rounds all hit the mannequin. | |
| ZORG | |
| (even faster) | |
| I recharge, but the enemy has launched a | |
| cowardly sneak attack from behind, the | |
| automirror takes care of that. Gives me the | |
| time to turn around and finish the job. | |
| 300 round bursts, then there are the Zorg oldies... | |
| He fires off each item he names. | |
| ZORG | |
| ...Rocket launcher. The always efficient | |
| flame thrower... My favorite. | |
| Our famous net launcher, the arrow launcher, | |
| with exploding or poisonous gas heads - very | |
| practical. | |
| And for the grand finale, the all-new ice-cube | |
| system! | |
| The mannequin has been blasted into a pile of ashes covered by a net,. | |
| stuck with arrows, the whole mess frozen solid. He tosses the weapon into | |
| AKNOT's hands. | |
| ZORG | |
| ...Four full crates, delivered right on time! | |
| What about you, my dear Aknot, did | |
| you bring me what I asked you for? | |
| AKNOT sets the case on a crate. Zorg gloats while stroking the case. | |
| ZORG | |
| ...Magnificent. | |
| Zorg smiles, takes a deep breath, opens the case. It's empty | |
| 72 INT. CORNELIUS' APARTMENT - DAY | |
| Leeloo breaks into her childish laughter once again. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (astonished) | |
| What do you mean empty? | |
| 73 INT. ZORG'S WAREHOUSE - DAY | |
| AKNOT looks into the case. Things grow tense. | |
| ZORG | |
| Alright..I've got an open mind here.. | |
| anyone care to explain? | |
| 74 INT. CORNELIUS' APARTMENT - DAY | |
| Leeloo explains what happened in her language. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (translating) | |
| She says that the Guardians never really had | |
| much faith in humans. They were afraid of | |
| being attacked. The stones were given to someone | |
| they could trust who took another route. | |
| She's supposed to contact this person in a little less | |
| than twelve hours from now in a hotel. | |
| She's looking for the address! | |
| A map of the stars flashes onto the screen, Leeloo points. | |
| LEELOO | |
| Dot! | |
| The little group comes over to look. | |
| DAVID | |
| Planet Fhloston, in the Angel constellation | |
| Cornelius plops down into his armchair. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| ...We're saved! | |
| 75 INT. ZORG'S WAREHOUSE - DAY | |
| ZORG | |
| I'm fucked! | |
| Zorg calmly closes the case and gives Aknot a blood-chilling stare. | |
| AKNOT | |
| You asked for a case. | |
| We brought you a case. | |
| ZORG | |
| (shouting) | |
| A case with four stones in it. Not one! | |
| Not two or three! But four!!! Four stones!!! | |
| What the fuck am I supposed to do with an | |
| EMPTY case?!! | |
| AKNOT's men grow edgy. | |
| AKNOT | |
| (tense) | |
| ...We are warriors, not merchants! | |
| ZORG | |
| (humored) | |
| But you can still count. Look... | |
| my fingers. | |
| He holds up four fingers. | |
| ZORG | |
| ...Four stones, four crates... Zero stones... | |
| (yelling) | |
| ZERO CRATES!!! | |
| (to his men) | |
| Put everything back, we're outta here. | |
| AKNOT's warriors turn their weapons on Zorg. | |
| AKNOT | |
| (icily) | |
| We risked our lives. I believe a | |
| little compensation is in order. | |
| ZORG | |
| (smiling) | |
| So, you are a merchant, after all. | |
| (to his men) | |
| Leave them one crate. For the cause! | |
| Zorg's men leave a crate and exit with the other three. | |
| 76 EXT. OUTSIDE ZORG'S WAREHOUSE - DAY | |
| Zorg walks along the street to his limo. RIGHT ARM carries the empty | |
| case. | |
| ZORG | |
| I don't like warriors! They're too | |
| narrow-minded, no sublety. Worse, | |
| they fight for hopeless causes..for honor! | |
| Honor has killed millions of people but | |
| hasn't saved a single one. | |
| (pause) | |
| You know what -- do I like though, I like killer. | |
| A real dyed in the wool killer. Cold-blooded. | |
| Clean. Methodical. Thorough. A killer, when | |
| he picked up the ZF1, would've immediately | |
| asked about the little red button on the bottom of | |
| the gun. | |
| 77 INT. HALLWAY ZORG'S WAREHOUSE - DAY | |
| The warriors have all taken a weapon. One of them inspects his ZF1. He | |
| turns it over and notices the little red button. He presses it. | |
| 78 EXT. OUTSIDE ZORG'S WAREHOUSE - DAY | |
| Behind Zorg, an ear-shattering explosion levels the warehouse. | |
| ZORG | |
| (impassive) | |
| Bring the priest. | |
| 79 INT. GARAGE - DAY - OMIT | |
| 79A INT. KORBEN'S APARTMENT - DAY | |
| Korben is finishing a Thai meal, cooked by a Thai on his mini restaurant | |
| anchored at the window. The cat eats next to Korben, contented. | |
| KORBEN | |
| So you forgive me? | |
| The cat meows just as a red light blinks, announcing the arrival of a | |
| message in a glass tube. Korben ignores it. | |
| THAI | |
| Not going to open? | |
| KORBEN | |
| I've never gotten a message that wasn't | |
| bad news. | |
| THAI | |
| How someone strong like you scared from | |
| a message? Is good news I sure! | |
| KORBEN | |
| The last two messages I got? The first one | |
| was from my wife telling me she was leaving! | |
| And the second was from my lawyer telling me | |
| he was leaving too... with my wife. | |
| THAI | |
| You right that is bad.. but mathematically | |
| luck must change! | |
| Grandfather say: "It never rain every day." | |
| This is good news guarantee.. I bet you lunch! | |
| Korben hesitates, then gives the envelope to the Thai, who opens it with | |
| a big smile that fades as reads the contents aloud. | |
| THAI | |
| ...You're fired. Oh! | |
| Korben smiles at him. | |
| KORBEN | |
| At least I won lunch. | |
| THAI | |
| Good philosophy..see good in bad.. | |
| I like..I prepare number one dessert.. | |
| special for you and pussy.. | |
| The cat meows. | |
| 79B INT. CORNELIUS' APARTMENT - DAY | |
| Leeloo is polishing of' an immense pile of dessert as David bangs away at | |
| the computer. | |
| DAVID | |
| I got it! Everything here we need to | |
| know about Fhloston Paradise Hotel... | |
| and a detailed blueprint of the entire hotel! | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Good work, my son. Now all we need is | |
| a way to get there. | |
| The doorbell rings. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| I'll get it. Finish your work my son. | |
| Cornelius opens to Right Arm with armed escort. | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| Father Cornelius? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| My son? | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| Mr. Zorg would like a word with you. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Mr. Who? | |
| 80 EXT. MANHATTAN - OMIT | |
| 81 INT. HALLWAY CORNELIUS APARTMENT - OMIT | |
| 82 INT. REFRIGERATION ROOM - OMIT | |
| 83 INT. ZORG'S OFFICE | |
| Zorg turns to Cornelius. | |
| ZORG | |
| Zorg. Jean-Baptiste Emmanuel Zorg... | |
| nice to see you again | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| I remember you now..the so called | |
| art dealer. | |
| ZORG | |
| I'm glad you got your memory back, Father... | |
| Because you're going to need it... | |
| Where are the stones? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| ...Why on earth do the stones interest you? | |
| ZORG | |
| Personally, they are of no interest to me, | |
| I'd rather sell weapons..but I have a customer... | |
| so tell me... | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Even it I did know where the stones were | |
| I would never tell somebody like you. | |
| ZORG | |
| Why? What's wrong with me? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| ...I'm a priest! I'm here to serve life, | |
| All you want to do is destroy it. | |
| ZORG | |
| Ah, Father... You are so wrong. | |
| Let me explain... | |
| Zorg leads Cornelius into his inner office. | |
| ZORG | |
| ...would you like a drink? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| No thank you. | |
| ZORG | |
| Follow me.. Life, which you so nobly serve, | |
| comes from destruction. Look at this empty | |
| glass. | |
| Zorg pushes the glass with his finger. | |
| ZORG | |
| Here it is... peaceful... serene... | |
| but if it is... | |
| Zorg pushes the glass off the table. It shatters on the floor. | |
| ZORG | |
| Destroyed... | |
| Small individual robots, both free-wheeling and integrated, come zipping | |
| out to clean up the mess. | |
| ZORG | |
| ...Look at all these little things... | |
| so busy all of a sudden. | |
| Notice how each one is useful. | |
| What a lovely ballet, so full of form | |
| and color. So full of..life! | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| They are robots! | |
| A SERVANT comes in pours water in another glass. Zorg tosses a cherry | |
| into it. | |
| ZORG | |
| Yes but... by that simple gesture of destruction. | |
| I gave work to at least fifty people today. The | |
| engineers, the technicians, the mechanics. Fifty | |
| people who will be able to feed their children so | |
| they can grow up big and strong. Children who | |
| will have children of their own, adding to the great | |
| cycle of life! | |
| Cornelius sits in silence. | |
| ZORG | |
| Father, by creating a little destruction, | |
| I am, in fact, encouraging life! So, in | |
| reality, you and I are in the same business! | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Destroying a glass is one thing..killing people | |
| with the weapons you produce is quite another. | |
| ZORG | |
| Let me reassure you Father..I will never kill | |
| more people in my entire life than religion has | |
| killed in the last 2000 years. | |
| Zorg smiles, holds up the glass and takes a drink. | |
| Unfortunately, he chokes on the cherry. Unable to breathe, Zorg starts | |
| to panic. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (mocking) | |
| Where's the robot to pat your back? | |
| Zorg falls, writhing, on his desk, inadvertently hitting buttons which | |
| trigger a slew of little mechanisms. They pop out all over the desk. | |
| True chaos reigns. Even a cage appears, holding a Souliman Aktapan, a fat | |
| multicolored beastie, PICASSO, who seems surprised to be out in daylight. He | |
| licks his half-dead master in thanks. Cornelius gets up and walks around | |
| the desk. Zorg motions for help. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Can I give you a hand? | |
| Cornelius whacks him on the back. The cherry comes flying out. Zorg | |
| regains control of himself. GUARDS come running in. | |
| ZORG | |
| You saved my life... So, I'm going | |
| to spare yours. | |
| (to the GUARDS) | |
| Throw him out! | |
| The GUARDS throw Cornelius out. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| You are a monster, Zorg! | |
| ZORG | |
| (complimented) | |
| I know... | |
| The GUARDS drag Cornelius out of the office. | |
| ZORG | |
| ...Torture whoever you want, the | |
| president if you have to but I want | |
| those Stones. You have an hour. | |
| Right Arm salutes and hurries out of the office. | |
| 84 EXT. MANHATTAN STREET - OMIT | |
| 85 INT. ZORG'S OFFICE - OMIT | |
| 86 INT./EXT. STREET / TAXI - OMIT | |
| 87 INT. REFRIGERATION ROOM - OMIT | |
| 88 INT. ZORG'S OFFICE - DAY - OMIT | |
| 89 INT. HALLWAY - OMIT | |
| 90 INT. REFRIGERATION ROOM - OMIT | |
| 91 INT. TAXI - OMIT | |
| 92 INT. ROOM - DAY - OMIT | |
| 93 INT. TAXI - OMIT | |
| 94 INT. ROOM - DAY - OMIT | |
| 95 INT. TAXI - OMIT | |
| 96 INT. SHAFT - OMIT | |
| 97 INT. GARAGE - OMIT | |
| 98 INT. ZORG'S OFFICE - OMIT | |
| 99 INT. GARAGE - OMIT | |
| 100 INT. LOCKER ROOM GARAGE - OMIT | |
| 101 INT. GARAGE - OMIT | |
| 102 INT. LOCKER ROOM GARAGE - OMIT | |
| 103 INT. KORBEN'S BUILDING - DAY - OMIT | |
| 104 INT. KORBEN'S APARTMENT - OMIT | |
| 105 EXT. / INT. SPACE / SPACESHIP | |
| ...The dark planet. Three warships are positioned in front of it. | |
| Communication satellites arrive from all over the place, drawn to it like | |
| a magnet. | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| (observing) | |
| It's gobbling up all the communication | |
| satellites in the galaxy! | |
| 106 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| President Lindberg appears even more crushed by recent events. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Why the hell is it eating up all those | |
| satellites like that? | |
| HEAD SCIENTIST | |
| (desperate) | |
| ...We're working on it, Mr. President. | |
| We're working on it. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| It should only choke on them. | |
| MUNRO enters the office just as a cockroach crawls onto the desk. | |
| There's a small antenna on its back. | |
| 107 INT. SMALL ROOM | |
| Zorg's Right Arm wears earphones, monitoring the President's conversation | |
| with the cockroach-spy. | |
| 108 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE / SMALL ROOM | |
| MUNRO | |
| I managed to contact the Mondoshawan. | |
| They deplore the incident, but accept our | |
| apologies. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (relieved) | |
| And the Stones? Did you find them in the | |
| wreckage? | |
| MUNRO | |
| The-Stones weren't aboard the ship. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (surprised) | |
| ...What do you mean? | |
| The President is all ears. | |
| So is Zorg's Right Arm. | |
| MUNRO | |
| The Mondoshawan never fully trusted the | |
| human race..they felt we're too unpredictable.. | |
| so they gave up the Stones to somebody they | |
| do trust. Her name is Plavalaguna. She's a Diva | |
| and she's going to sing at the charity ball on | |
| Fhloston Paradise in a few hours. She has the | |
| Stones with her. | |
| The President breathes easier. | |
| Zorg's Right Arm is delighted. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (taking off a shoe) | |
| Excellent! | |
| The President crushes the cockroach with his shoe. | |
| Right Arm's earphones fly off his head. Good-bye eardrums. | |
| 109 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| I want your best man on this! | |
| MUNRO | |
| Don't worry, Sir. I have the perfect one. | |
| 110 INT. KORBEN'S APARTMENT - DAY | |
| C.U. The most disgusting dessert ever made. Korben looks at it shimmying | |
| on a plate as the Thai serves it to him proudly. | |
| THAI | |
| Stewed jellyfish cake.. my speciality.. | |
| Korben forces a weak, polite smile as the Thai looks on expectantly. The | |
| phone rings. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Saved by the bell. | |
| Korben rises to get his cigarettes, and answer the phone. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...Hello? | |
| MOTHER (V.O.) | |
| You're the nastiest dirtbag I know in | |
| this stinking City! | |
| KORBEN | |
| (resigned) | |
| Hi Ma... | |
| MOTHER (V.O.) | |
| I've been playing twice a week for 20 years, | |
| 20 years I've been eating those shitty croquettes. | |
| Korben goes to light his cigarette. There are only two matches left in | |
| the match box. | |
| Korben strikes one and it fizzles. | |
| MOTHER (V.O.) | |
| You wouldn't even eat one to help your | |
| poor mother, and you win the big prize? | |
| Know something? The whole thing makes | |
| me sick! | |
| The Thai starts to clean up. Just as Korben goes to strike the second | |
| match.. | |
| MOTHER (V.O.) | |
| Are you listening to me, you ingrate! | |
| KORBEN | |
| (resigned) | |
| Yes ma.. | |
| Korben sighs and puts the match back in the box. | |
| Korben enters his code on the keypad the Thai is holding. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (to the Thai) | |
| Go on... This is gonna take a while! | |
| The Thai casts oft. Korben closes the window. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Other than that... You all right? | |
| MOTHER (V.O.) | |
| ...And now you're making fun of me? | |
| I'm warning you! If you don't take me | |
| after all these years of sacrifice, I'll | |
| never forgive you!! | |
| The Thai flies off. In the hall, the cat meows-for more food. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (to the cat) | |
| I'm coming!. Ma, what're you talking | |
| about? | |
| MOTHER (V.O.) | |
| I get it! You want to make me beg, | |
| is that it? | |
| KORBEN | |
| All I want is an explanation! I just got | |
| in, I lost my job. I smashed my cab. | |
| I got mugged, but other than that | |
| everything's peachy, Ma, thanks for asking!! | |
| Now settle down and explain to me calmly.. | |
| A message drops in his tube. The red light goes on. | |
| MOTHER (V.O.) | |
| You just won a trip, you dolt! | |
| Ten days in Fhloston Paradise for two! | |
| KORBEN | |
| Ma. If I'd won, I'd know about it. | |
| Someone would have notified me. | |
| MOTHER (V.O.) | |
| They've been blaring out your name on | |
| the radio for the last hour, blockhead! | |
| He eyeballs the message still in the tube. The doorbell rings.- | |
| KORBEN | |
| Ma.. it's the door. I'll call you back. | |
| Korben hangs up before his mother can say anything and heads for the | |
| door. Before he gets there it opens, General Munro enters followed by a | |
| Captain and a Major. | |
| MAJOR ICEBORG is a woman. All she needs to become a man is a mustache. | |
| Munro opens a file. | |
| MUNRO | |
| (clipped) | |
| Major Dallas, if our calculations are correct | |
| you still have 57 hours owed to the Federal | |
| Army on your enlistment which is more than | |
| you will need for a mission of the utmost | |
| importance. | |
| KORBEN | |
| What mission? | |
| MUNRO | |
| To save the world. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Where have I heard this song before? | |
| MUNRO | |
| You're to leave immediately for Fhloston | |
| Paradise. Retrieve four Stones from the | |
| Diva Plavalaguna. And bring them back with | |
| the utmost discretion as possible. | |
| Any questions'? | |
| KORBEN | |
| (a little bewildered) | |
| Just one... why me? | |
| MUNRO | |
| Three reasons... One: As part of The Elite | |
| Special Forces Unit of the Federated Army | |
| you are an expert in the use of all weapons | |
| and spacecraft needed for this mission. | |
| Munro pulls out a long list of documents. | |
| MUNRO | |
| Two: Of all the members of your unit | |
| you were the most highly decorated. | |
| KORBEN | |
| And the third one? | |
| MUNRO | |
| You're the only one left alive... | |
| Munro removes the message Korben hasn't bothered to look at. | |
| MUNRO | |
| Don't you open your messages? | |
| KORBEN | |
| I've had enough good news for today | |
| MUNRO | |
| (by rote) | |
| You have won the annual Gemini contest | |
| and a trip to Fhloston Paradise. For two. | |
| Congratulations. | |
| Here are your tickets. | |
| He hands Korben the tickets. Korben gets it. | |
| KORBEN | |
| You rigged the contest? | |
| Munro nods. | |
| MUNRO | |
| Major Iceborg will accompany you... | |
| as your wife... | |
| The idea of taking a trip with Iceborg makes him sick. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (sarcastic) | |
| You couldn't come up with something | |
| a little more discreet? | |
| MUNRO | |
| Old tricks are the best tricks eh? | |
| KORBEN | |
| I'm not going. | |
| MUNRO | |
| Why not? | |
| KORBEN | |
| One reason... I want to stay the only | |
| one left alive. | |
| 110A INT. KORBEN'S HALL | |
| Leeloo and Cornelius search for Korben's apartment. Leeloo carries the | |
| card Korben gave her. Cornelius finds the apartment, and yanks the. | |
| number off the door. He waves Leeloo over as his hand goes to the bell. | |
| 110B INT. KORBEN'S APARTMENT | |
| The doorbell rings. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...Scuse me. | |
| Korben goes to the door and looks out the peephole: the beautiful Leeloo. | |
| Korben panics, overcome with happiness. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...Shit! | |
| MUNRO | |
| (worried) | |
| What is it? | |
| Korben has two seconds to make up something to get rid of Munro. | |
| KORBEN | |
| It's my wife. | |
| MUNRO | |
| I thought you were divorced. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I mean my future.. my ex.. My future ex.. | |
| if she sees you here I'm finished. She hates | |
| you guys. It's what killed us in the first place. | |
| Please... | |
| He puts them in the fridge, shoving the jellyfish cake in Iceborg's | |
| hands. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...Sorry, General, but we've got no choice! | |
| It'll only take a minute! Let me set up | |
| another meeting and I'll be back. | |
| MUNRO | |
| Three of us will never fit in there! | |
| KORBEN | |
| (pushing him) | |
| Oh, yes you will... | |
| Korben slams the fridge door. The doorbell RINGS again. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...Coming! | |
| He whips through his place in ten seconds, gathers up things laying | |
| about, | |
| shuts drawers, rolls up his laundry in the folding bed. He brushes his | |
| hair back | |
| and opens the door with a big smile only to discover a gun stuck between | |
| his | |
| eyes held by Cornelius. | |
| LEELOO | |
| Apipoulai! | |
| KORBEN | |
| I suppose that means "Hi" ? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| I'm sorry to have to resort to such | |
| methods, but we heard about your | |
| good luck on he radio and we need | |
| the tickets to Fhloston. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Is that the usual way priests go on | |
| vacation? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| We're not going on vacation..we're | |
| on a mission.. | |
| KORBEN | |
| What kind of mission? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (sincere) | |
| We have to save the world. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (skeptical) | |
| Good luck.. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Of course. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Father, I was in the Army for awhile | |
| and every time they told us we were | |
| on a mission to save the world the | |
| only thing that changed was I lost a | |
| lot of friends. So thanks for the offer.. | |
| but no thanks. | |
| Cornelius is disappointed. Leeloo looks crestfallen. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I'm sorry.. | |
| VOICE | |
| This is a police control action.. | |
| Everyone freezes as the whole building resounds with the electronic | |
| voice. | |
| 111 INT. LANDING KORBEN'S BUILDING | |
| A group of POLICEMEN bursts into the hallway. One of the cops enters a | |
| code on the police wall box. A device descends from the ceiling, a | |
| flashing light-siren, | |
| a VOICE fills the air. | |
| VOICE | |
| This is not an exercise. | |
| This is a police control. | |
| Cornelius starts to panic. Korben takes charge. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Oh my god oh my god.. | |
| Korben pushes a button sending the fridge to the next floor. A shower | |
| takes it's place. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Leeloo, hide in here and don't move! | |
| Leeloo hops in. Korben tosses Cornelius on the bed. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| What are you doing? | |
| KORBEN | |
| Trying to save your ass so you can | |
| save the world. | |
| ..and hits a button on the wall. The bed disappears into the wall. | |
| Korben grabs his tickets and slides them in his belt. | |
| 112 INT. LANDING KORBEN'S BUILDING - DAY | |
| Meanwhile, the automatic police voice continues. | |
| VOICE | |
| ...Spread your legs and place your | |
| hands in the yellow circles, please. | |
| A COP slaps a viewer device on Korben's door which makes part of it | |
| transparent. | |
| COP 1 | |
| Put your hands in the yellow circles, | |
| please. | |
| Korben takes his time hiding his face. The Cop looks at his sheet. He's | |
| looking for | |
| a... KORBEN DALLAS. He has his picture, but it is Korben with long hair | |
| and beard. | |
| COP 1 | |
| (to COP 2) | |
| Sir? Are you a human? | |
| KORBEN | |
| No, I'm a meat popsicle. | |
| COP 3 | |
| (at the other end of the hall) | |
| I found him! | |
| C.U. Korben's calling card is clumsily stuck to the door of the | |
| neighbor's apartment. COP 3 slaps the viewer on the nasty neighbor's door. | |
| The neighbor is at his sink shaving instead of against the wall, COP 1 | |
| arrives with Korben's picture. | |
| COP 1 | |
| Sir, this is a control. Please put your | |
| hands in the yellow circles. | |
| The neighbor steps right up to the viewer, shaving cream on his face. He | |
| could pass for Korben. | |
| NEIGHBOR | |
| Fuck you!! | |
| 113 INT. KORBEN'S APARTMENT | |
| Korben still has his hands to the wall. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Wrong answer. | |
| SHOT O.S. EXPLOSION. Scuffle. | |
| 114 INT. HALL | |
| The riot police hustle down the hall dragging the neighbor behind them in | |
| a canvas bag. A cop is on the wall phone. | |
| COP | |
| OK, we got the guy under wraps. | |
| 115 INT. ZORG'S OFFICE | |
| Right Arm is on the phone, facing Zorg. | |
| COP (O.S.) | |
| It was not easy, but we bagged him!. | |
| Thanks for the tip! | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| (smiling) | |
| Glad to help. | |
| He hangs up. | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| They just arrested the guy for Uranium | |
| smuggling. Everything's going as planned. | |
| He shows him a plane ticket, and a passport with his picture and Korben's | |
| name. | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| All I have to do now is to go to the | |
| airport and take his place. I should be | |
| in Fhloston in less than four hours. | |
| Zorg sits there quietly for a moment. | |
| ZORG | |
| Don't come back without the Stones. | |
| 116 INT. KORBEN'S APARTMENT | |
| Korben opens the shower door. Leeloo is soaking wet, her teeth | |
| chattering from the cold. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I'm really sorry.. there wasn't time. | |
| His eyes fall on an old blanket. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Here let me wrap you up. | |
| Korben wraps her in an blanket and vigoroualy rubs her back. Leeloo | |
| warms gradually and snuggles closer to that warm comfortable shoulder. | |
| Korben's rubbing slows, looking more like caresses. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ..It's funny. I've met you twice today and | |
| you've ended up in my arms both times. | |
| Leeloo suddenly realizes that she has maybe gone a bit too far. | |
| She recovers, looking embarrassed too. | |
| LEELOO | |
| (nicely) | |
| Valo massa... Chacha hamas. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Uh..you're welcome. | |
| The intimacy makes him nervous. He looks for a diversion. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Coffee! That's what you need! | |
| A nice, hot cup of coffee! | |
| He pushes a button on the coffee machine. | |
| KORBEN | |
| With some honey! You'll see, honey's | |
| great!... | |
| Korben rummages through the drawer. Leeloo, innocent, doesn't seem to | |
| quite understand everything that is going on. | |
| KORBEN | |
| A hot cup of coffee... with honey... | |
| He rummages through the cupboard, exceedingly nervous. Leeloo smiles and | |
| begins to look around. She opens a drawer and comes upon.. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (nervously) | |
| I've got this great honey somewhere. | |
| You know about honey? There used to be | |
| these little animals who made it with antenna... | |
| ..pictures of Major Korben Dallas War Hero. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ..and these other animals who ate it.. | |
| one were bees the other were bears.. | |
| She looks back to the man fumbling for honey. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I forget which ate it and which made it | |
| but.. | |
| And she smiles. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Here it is! | |
| Korben holds up the jar of honey. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Taste this... | |
| Leeloo innocently sticks his finger in the jar then puts it in her mouth. | |
| KORBEN | |
| It... melts in your mouth, doesn't it? | |
| She savors the honey, slowly; sensually. Her lips shine with honey. Her | |
| eyes narrow with pleasure. Korben is hypnotized by her lips, like a moth | |
| attracted to a flame. He begins to lose control, which makes him nervous. | |
| An indistinct sound comes from the wall. But Korben is so entranced with | |
| the sight of Leeloo licking her honied fingers, he doesn't hear it until | |
| it becomes quite a racket. | |
| KORBEN | |
| You hear that? | |
| LEELOO | |
| (licking) | |
| Cornelius.. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Oh god! | |
| Korben pushes the button on the wall. The bed pops out, fully made, with | |
| Cornelius tucked in it, struggling to get out. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I'm really sorry.. let me help you.. | |
| Korben begins to pull at the covers when.. | |
| LEELOO | |
| Achta ge lumitai de matala.. | |
| Korben turns.. | |
| KORBEN | |
| What? | |
| He turns to Leeloo struggling out of her wet clothes. His breath is taken | |
| away by the sight of her perfect body. | |
| Cornelius whacks him heavily on the head with a lamp. Korben drops to | |
| the floor. | |
| LEELOO | |
| (displeased) | |
| Vano da, mechteba?! | |
| Soun domo kala chon hammas! | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| No, I'm not proud of myself... | |
| But we don't have the luxury of choice. | |
| 117 INT. ENTRANCE KORBEN'S BUILDING - DAY | |
| The POLICE exit the elevator and head for the front door. A cop suddenly | |
| takes a hit from a silencer, then a second. Others are bashed on the head | |
| by MANGALORE warriors. One of them picks up the prisoner bag, takes it | |
| into a small shed. | |
| 118 INT. SHED | |
| Aknot, the Mangalore leader, is seriously wounded and can't walk. | |
| AKANIT | |
| Korben Dallas! We got him. | |
| AKNOT | |
| Perfect... Take command, Akanit. | |
| Go to Fhloston and get the Stones... | |
| If Zorg really wants them... He'll have | |
| to negotiate. Revenge is at hand. | |
| 119 INT. KORBEN'S APARTMENT KORBEN'S BUILDING - DAY | |
| Korben gets unsteadily to his feet, some blood drips down his face. He | |
| daubs at it. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Jesus!... Some priest! | |
| The phone rings, he manages to answer. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Yeah? | |
| MOTHER (V.O) | |
| Have you pulled yourself together? | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...Not yet. | |
| He hangs up. | |
| Korben opens the fridge door. The three officers are frozen solid. | |
| Korben grabs some ice, presses it to his forehead. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I'll take the mission. | |
| He closes the door. | |
| 120 INT. AIRPORT HALL - DAY | |
| Cornelius and Leeloo (still damp) arrive at the Manhattan Intergalactic | |
| Airport. | |
| A huge hall three quarters filled with trash piled up to the ceiling. | |
| There are groups of extra-terrestrials on strike standing in trash | |
| holding picket signs. A SECURITY GUARD picks up a phone off the wall. | |
| SECURITY GUARD | |
| Illegal gathering in Zone 4. | |
| A hand taps Leeloo from behind. She whips around catching David in the | |
| face. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Leeloo, be careful. | |
| He turns to David who in holding his bloody nose. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Did you get them? | |
| David hands Cornelius two passports. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Excellent... Leeloo Dallas. | |
| He hands it to her. The name makes her smile. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| And Korben David Dallas. | |
| She frowns. | |
| LEELOO | |
| Akta dedero ansila do mektet. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| I can't pretend to be your husband... | |
| David's in great shape. | |
| She looks at David holding his bloody nose. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| He'll protect you. Go on... See the Diva... | |
| get the Stones... See you at the temple... | |
| God be with you. | |
| ANGLE ON: Korben comes rushing into the airport. Walking quickly, he | |
| scopes the hall looking for Leeloo. A POLICE PATROL bearing down on the | |
| STRIKERS jostles him. The cops open fire. The strikers dive into the garbage | |
| and disappear. | |
| 121 INT. BOARDING GATE | |
| David nervously puts tickets and IDs on the check-in counter. | |
| Leeloo tosses her suitcase on the conveyor belt. | |
| CHECK-IN ATTENDANT | |
| Congratulations on winning the contest. | |
| David gives her a bleak smile. Leeloo rolls her eyes. | |
| Back a ways, Korben has spotted Leeloo and... David. He heads right for | |
| them. Leeloo's seen him. She is both delighted and panicked. David's | |
| seen nothing. Korben presses one of his fingers like a gun to David's back. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (friendly) | |
| Hey! I really thought I was going to | |
| miss my flight! | |
| (to David) | |
| Thanks, kid! You put the luggage on | |
| the conveyor belt? | |
| DAVID | |
| (freaking) | |
| Uh... yeah. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (smiling) | |
| Great! Now beat it! | |
| Paralyzed, David leaves. Korben turns to the attendant. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Excuse me. I was so afraid I'd miss the | |
| flight that I sent the kid here to pick up | |
| my boarding card. | |
| He looks at David's fake ID. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...My cousin David... | |
| Leeloo is unable to hold back a smile. | |
| CHECK-IN ATTENDANT | |
| (looking at Leeloo's ID) | |
| Your wife? | |
| Korben grabs the ID and reads it. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Uh, yes... Newlyweds. | |
| (aside) | |
| You know how it is... Love at first sight. | |
| You meet, something goes tilt,. you get | |
| married, you hardly know each other. | |
| Right, darling? | |
| Leeloo rips her boarding card out of the attendant's hand. | |
| LEELOO | |
| (sharply) | |
| Dinoine chagantakat! | |
| KORBEN | |
| Took the words right out of my mouth. | |
| Go on... I'll be right with you. | |
| (to Check-in Attendant) | |
| It's our honeymoon. We're going to use | |
| the trip to get to know each other better. | |
| He winks at the stewardess. | |
| ANGLE ON: | |
| The neighbor and a tawdry young girl cross the airport. The couple in | |
| almost knocked over by a police patrol holding a 500 pound PIG on a | |
| stainless steel leash. The couple panics a moment, the realize the patrol | |
| isn't for them. The pig heads for the pile where the strikers disappeared. | |
| COP | |
| (to pig) | |
| Come on, snyffer, go root! | |
| The pig piles into the garbage. The Cop cuts it some slack. | |
| Cornelius sits at a bar. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (to the bartender) | |
| I feel so guilty sending her to do the dirty | |
| work. I know she was made to be strong | |
| but she's also so fragile... So human. | |
| You know what I mean? | |
| The bartender, a robot, nods his head as he pours Cornelius a drink. | |
| ANGLE ON: | |
| The nasty neighbor and his wife hand their tickets to the check-in | |
| attendant. | |
| CHECK-IN ATTENDANT | |
| (surprised) | |
| Dallas... Korben... | |
| NEIGHBOR | |
| (in a different voice) | |
| Yes, that's me. | |
| The check-in attendant triggers a transparent blue light that shines on | |
| their faces, revealing two other faces: | |
| Mangalores. | |
| CHECK-IN ATTENDANT | |
| (smiling) | |
| Just a minute, please. | |
| She hits a silent alarm, but the Mangalores feel something is wrong. | |
| NEIGHBOR | |
| We'll be right back ... we're gonna | |
| check out the duty free... | |
| They spin around and hurry away. | |
| ANGLE ON: | |
| Cornelius at the bar, half in the bag. | |
| ROBOT | |
| The same? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Yeah... | |
| DAVID (V.O.) | |
| Make that two... | |
| Cornelius turns to David. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Where's Leeloo? | |
| DAVID | |
| On the plane... with Mr. Dallas... | |
| the real one. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| It's all my fault. I'm the servant... | |
| It's my mission! Here! | |
| He hands David the Temple Key from around his neck. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Here's the key to the Temple.. | |
| Prepare for our arrival! | |
| Cornelius tosses David's drink into his own, downs it all in one shot, | |
| and takes off, passing the Mangalore couple headed for the exit. They are | |
| very nervous. | |
| A police patrol is coming. This time, it seems to be for them. | |
| NEIGHBOR | |
| (to the tawdry girl) | |
| Tell Aknot plan A flopped. | |
| Tell him to go to plan B. | |
| The tawdry girl nods and peels off. The neighbor takes out a gun and | |
| blasts away at the cops. The cops fire back. A firefight rages in the | |
| hall. The tawdry girl dives into a pile of garbage and disappears. | |
| COP | |
| (into walkie-talkie) | |
| ...Send in a back-up unit, Zone 7! | |
| ANGLE ON: | |
| On one side of the hall, a trap door opens. Three pigs come running out, | |
| grabbed by their police handler. | |
| Cornelius waits until everyone has left, gets down on all fours and | |
| crawls through the trapdoor reserved for the pigs. | |
| 122 INT. FIRST CLASS LOUNGE | |
| Leeloo stands at the buffet in the first class lounge eating everything | |
| in sight. | |
| 123 INT. HALL | |
| Korben is led down the hall by a STEWARDESS. | |
| STEWARDESS | |
| You are so lucky... Loc Rhod is the | |
| coolest DJ in the universe. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Listen... I don't want to be interviewed. | |
| I'd prefer to remain anonymous. | |
| The stewardess stops in the corridor. | |
| STEWARDESS | |
| Forget anonymous. You'll be doing Loc | |
| Rhod's live show every day from 5 to 7! | |
| KORBEN | |
| (expression changes) | |
| You gotta be kidding! | |
| The stewardess smiles and shakes her head. The door next to him suddenly | |
| swings open and smashes him in the face. | |
| In walks LOC RHOD amidst a tornado of music and security guards. He is | |
| young, good-looking, eccentric, charming as an elf or sly as a fox. A | |
| bundle of energy. He is the 24th century's most popular DJ. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (speedy, in rhythm) | |
| Korben Dallas! Here he is The most hated | |
| man in the universe. The one and only winner | |
| of the Gemini Croquette contest! Ladies, start | |
| melting 'cause the boy's hot! Hot! Hot! The boy | |
| is perfect.. | |
| (he feels his muscles) | |
| ...The right size, right build, right hair. Right on! | |
| Say something-to those 50 billion pair of ears out | |
| there D-man! | |
| An ASSISTANT hands a totally lost Korben a mike. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (hesitant) | |
| ...Hi. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Does it get any better or what! | |
| Loc Rhod grabs Korben's arm and leads him down the hallway, as fast as | |
| the music. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| ...Quiver ladies, he's gonna set the world on | |
| fire right here from 5 to 7! You'll know | |
| everything there is to know about the D-man. | |
| His dreams, his desires, his most intimate of | |
| intimates. And from what I'm looking at | |
| intimate is the stud muffin's middle name. | |
| So tell me my main man... you nervous in the | |
| service? | |
| KORBEN | |
| Uh... not really. | |
| Loc Rhod lets go of Korben's arm and grabs the Stewardess. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Freeze those knees, my chickadees, 'cause | |
| Korben is on the case with a major face... | |
| Loc Rhod rubs up against the stewardess. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| ...Start drooling, ladies! My man here is a | |
| sharp-tongued Sire who's gonna stroke your | |
| every desire. | |
| They come to an intersection. The airline company has prepared drinks | |
| for them. Loc Rhod pushes on, grabs a glass of champagne, scribbles his | |
| autograph. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Yesterday's unknown will be tomorrow's Prince | |
| of Fhloston Paradise, the hotel of a thousand and | |
| one follies, home of luxury and beauty. A magic | |
| fountain flowing with non-stop wine, women and | |
| Bootchie Koochie Koo... | |
| He tosses away his champagne glass. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Beware out there puppy dogs my man is on | |
| the prowl. Owwww! | |
| Howling, Loc Rhod grabs another stewardess by the arm. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| ...And start licking your stamps little girls, | |
| this guy's gonna have you writing home to | |
| Momma! Tomorrow from 5 to 7, I'll be your | |
| voice, your tongue and I'll be hot on the tail | |
| of the sexiest man of the year... D-man... | |
| Your man... My man. | |
| The stewardess shivers. A BEEP is heard. | |
| VOCODER (O.S.) | |
| End of transmission. | |
| The MUSIC suddenly stops. Several assistants come and compliment Loc | |
| Rhod who sighs, lights up a cigarette, and drops his pretense. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Korben sweetheart do me a favor I know this | |
| is probably the biggest thing that ever happened | |
| to you in your inconsequential life. But I've got | |
| a show to do here and it's got to pop. So tomorrow, | |
| when we're on air, give me a hand... Try to make | |
| believe you have more than a one word vocabulary. | |
| OK pal? | |
| That does it. Korben grabs him by the collar and drags him into a | |
| corner. | |
| Loc Rhod's feet don't touch the ground. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (pissed) | |
| I didn't come here to play Dumbo on the radio. | |
| So tomorrow between 5 and 7 give yourself a | |
| hand, that clear pal? | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (petrified) | |
| Crystal. | |
| 124 INT. AIRPORT | |
| The Check-in attendant has two more tickets in her hand. | |
| CHECK-IN ATTENDANT | |
| (alter a moment, reading) | |
| ...Mr. Dallas... Korben Dallas? | |
| Zorg's Right Arm gives her a big smile. | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| That's right. | |
| The attendant scans the ID with a yellow beam, it checks out, and the | |
| blue light reveals no other face but his. | |
| CHECK-IN ATTENDANT | |
| The problem is I only have one Korben Dallas on | |
| my list... and he's already checked in. | |
| Right Arm's smile shatters. | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| That's impossible! He's in j... I mean, there | |
| must be some mistake. I have my ticket! | |
| I'm the real Korben Dallas! | |
| A shrill BELL rings out. | |
| CHECK-IN ATTENDANT | |
| (smiling) | |
| I'm sorry, sir, boarding is finished. | |
| The attendant hits a button. A thick window slowly slides up between | |
| them. | |
| Right Arm totally loses it. | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| I want to see your boss! Get rid of this | |
| fucking window! Somebody's made a | |
| mistake, goddamnit! | |
| He pounds on the counter with both fists. A steel curtain comes down. | |
| Red sighting beams target spots on his body, ten gun barrels protrude from | |
| the wall, all aimed at him. | |
| VOICE (O.S.) | |
| This is not an exercise. This is a police | |
| control. | |
| Put your hands in the nearest yellow circles... | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| (slowing down) | |
| Sorry, my fault... Just a little overexcited... | |
| that's all... I'm calm now. | |
| 125 INT. SHUTTLE - DAY | |
| Korben makes his way in the plane looking for his seat. No more seats in | |
| modern planes, just individual travel boxes lined up like microwaves. He | |
| passes STEWARD holding his bloodied nose. He has found what he is looking | |
| for. He enters to.... Leeloo quietly stretched out in front of a computer | |
| screen. Korben slips in beside her. Leeloo in concentrating on the words | |
| that scroll rapidly past her on the screen. He doesn't understand what she | |
| is doing. | |
| LEELOO | |
| Apipoulai! | |
| KORBEN | |
| Not hard to find you...just follow the | |
| Chaos... | |
| Leeloo smiles, as if complimented. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Leeloo, listen to me... these tickets... | |
| they're not mine... I mean they are, but | |
| not for vacation like everyone thinks... | |
| I'm on an operation... and if I didn't come | |
| get you, you'd be in a shitload of trouble... | |
| I'd love to be on vacation with you... | |
| but now.... now I've got to work... | |
| And Leeloo... I would love to work in peace. | |
| Leeloo types in "LOVE" on the keyboard. | |
| LEELOO | |
| Love... | |
| KORBEN | |
| Yes! But "love" isn't the operative word | |
| here, PEACE is! | |
| Leeloo types in this new word. | |
| LEELOO | |
| (rather pleased) | |
| Peace... and love... | |
| She brings up a picture of a 60's style Hippie flashing a peace sign. | |
| Korben sighs and switches off the screen. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Sometimes you can't learn everything | |
| from a screen..sometimes it's better to | |
| ask someone who has experience.. | |
| LEELOO | |
| (quite happy) | |
| What is... Make Love? | |
| Korben just stares at her for a few minutes. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Know what? On that subject maybe you'd | |
| be better off asking the screen. | |
| He turns the computer back on. | |
| ANGLE ON: | |
| A STEWARDESS walks up the aisle of the shuttle pushing the red buttons on | |
| top of each individual box. | |
| VOICE (O.S.) | |
| ...to make your flight as short and agreeable | |
| as possible, our flight attendants are switching | |
| on the timing sleeper which will regulate your | |
| sleep during the trip... | |
| ANGLE ON: | |
| LEELOO | |
| (switching off the screen) | |
| OK! Finished! | |
| KORBEN | |
| Finished what? | |
| LEELOO | |
| Learning language. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Which one? | |
| LEELOO | |
| All 900. | |
| Korben doesn't know if he should laugh or not. | |
| KORBEN | |
| You learned 900 languages in five | |
| minutes?! | |
| LEELOO | |
| (pleased) | |
| Yes! Now it's your turn! I learned your | |
| language, you have to learn mine! | |
| KORBEN | |
| I know how to say "Hello". Teach me how | |
| to say "Good-bye", that's all I need. | |
| LEELOO | |
| Apipoussan! | |
| KORBEN | |
| Apipoussan? | |
| LEELOO | |
| Good! Do you know how we say "make love"? | |
| KORBEN | |
| (fumbling) | |
| Uh... | |
| LEELOO | |
| ...Hoppi-hoppa. | |
| Korben literally melts. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (to himself) | |
| Help... | |
| Luckily, a stewardess smiles at him through the box window. | |
| STEWARDESS | |
| Sweet dreams, Mr. Dallas! | |
| The stewardess sets the timing sleeper. Korben and Leeloo immediately | |
| fall asleep. | |
| A STEWARDESS at the other end of the shuttle has a problem. | |
| STEWARDESS 2 | |
| Mr. Loc Rhod you have to assume | |
| your individual position. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (hugging her) | |
| I don't want an individual position, | |
| I want all positions! | |
| STEWARDESS 2 | |
| (resisting somewhat) | |
| We're going to take off soon, Mr. Rhod! | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Now you're talking! | |
| 126 INT. COCKPIT FHLOSTON SPACE SHUTTLE | |
| Three CREW MEMBERS prepare for liftoff. | |
| COPILOT | |
| (on the radio) | |
| Molecular axis authorization. Vector 130. | |
| Destination Fhloston. | |
| Stewardess 1 enters the cockpit. | |
| STEWARDESS 1 | |
| Zone 1. 217 locked. The sleep regulator is OK. | |
| PILOT | |
| (checking her out) | |
| Thanks, Miss. | |
| The Stewardess leaves with a smile. A red light flashes on the vast | |
| control panel. | |
| MECHANIC | |
| Tell the ground crew we've got parasites | |
| in the landing gear. | |
| 127 INT. AIRPORT LANDING STRIP - DAY | |
| A GROUND CREW MEMBER goes over to the truck parked under one of the | |
| plane's wings and bangs on the side of it with a shout. | |
| GROUND CREW MEMBER | |
| Disinfecting! | |
| Two DISINFECTORS in hermetically sealed suits exit the truck. They go | |
| over to the front landing gear and send up a whooshing beam. The flame | |
| burns everything it touches. A pack of repugnant creatures falls squealing | |
| from the landing gear. A small trapdoor is opened under the shuttle and a | |
| huge slightly phosphorescent tube falls out. | |
| 128 INT. AIRPORT HALL / ZORG'S OFFICE | |
| Zorg's Right Arm is in a phone booth in the middle of the hall. | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| Yeah, it's me... Put Zorg on. | |
| He is already sweating. | |
| ZORG | |
| (cold) | |
| I'm listening. | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| The real Korben Dallas is on the plane! | |
| He took my place. | |
| ZORG | |
| This is a joke, right? | |
| 129 INT. SHUTTLE | |
| Loc Rhod is wrapped around a stewardess like a snake. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| No!! I swear to God! I've never been this | |
| sincere with a human before! | |
| 130 EXT. LANDING STRIP | |
| TWO GROUND CREW MEMBERS stick an enormous, highly phosphorescant tube | |
| into the opening. | |
| GROUND CREW MEMBER | |
| You're fueled and ready to go. | |
| Have a nice flight. | |
| 131 INT. SHUTTLE | |
| PILOT | |
| (to copilot) | |
| Everything ready for liftoff? | |
| 132 INT. CABIN | |
| STEWARDESS | |
| (weakly, to Loc Rhod) | |
| No, no... I'm not ready! I'd like to talk first... | |
| 133 INT. ZORG'S OFFICE / AIRPORT HALL | |
| ZORG | |
| I cannot hear you. We have a bad | |
| connection here. What's your number? | |
| Right Arm reads off the phone number. | |
| RIGHT ARM | |
| 278-500-645-321 | |
| ZORG | |
| I'll call you back. | |
| 134 EXT. LANDING STRIP | |
| The runway is now empty. A man slips out of the shadows. It's Cornelius. | |
| He scurries over to the front landing gear. He pauses for an instant, the | |
| climbs up the wheel well and disappears inside the shuttle. | |
| 135 INT. SHUTTLE | |
| The pilots are going through the pre-flight check list. | |
| COPILOT | |
| Anti static pressure? | |
| MECHANIC | |
| Primed. | |
| The mechanic presses a series of buttons. | |
| 136 INT. CABIN | |
| Loc Rhod undoes a series of buttons on the stewardess' blouse, behind a | |
| curtain. He whispers a poem. Impossible to resist him. Outside the | |
| curtain the stewardess' legs rise slowly. | |
| 137 EXT. LANDING STRIP | |
| On the ground, protective fire curtains rise slowly to contain the engine | |
| exhaust on liftoff. | |
| 138 INT. ZORG'S OFFICE | |
| A keyboard slowly appears in front of Zorg. | |
| ZORG | |
| (typing the number) | |
| 278... 500... | |
| 139 SERIES OF QUICK CUTS: | |
| The pilot gradually turns the engines up. | |
| COPILOT | |
| 10 seconds... | |
| PILOT | |
| Power increase. | |
| - The stewardess undergoes a power surge from Loc Rhod that's about to | |
| lift her of. | |
| - Zorg finishes gleefully typing in the number. | |
| ZORG | |
| 3... 2... 1... | |
| - The engines at full blast. | |
| - The stewardess in close to screaming. | |
| PILOT | |
| Liftoff. | |
| - The copilot pushes a button. | |
| - So does Zorg. | |
| - The engines release their full power. | |
| - The stewardess screams in ecstasy. | |
| - In the hall, Right Arm literally explodes along with the phone and | |
| everything else within 60 feet. | |
| 140 INT. FHLOSTON SPACE SHUTTLE | |
| The stewardess' legs slowly descend and disappear behind the curtain. | |
| 141 INT. COCKPIT | |
| In the cockpit, the atmosphere loosens up. | |
| COPILOT | |
| (relaxing) | |
| Landing gear secure. Let's light one up. | |
| 142 INT. CABIN | |
| Korben and Leeloo sleep soundly in their box. Leeloo has a smile on her | |
| face and her hand in Korben's. | |
| 143 EXT. OUTERSPACE - NIGHT | |
| The spaceship rockets past us, then suddenly vanishes with amazing speed. | |
| Space is now empty and calm. Billions of stars glow in perfect silence. | |
| 144 EXT. SPACE | |
| The nefarious planet in still there, immobile, even larger now, writhing | |
| like a serpent. Then, suddenly, for no apparent reason, all activity stops | |
| and it becomes gray and cold. | |
| 145 INT. SPACESHIP | |
| In the Admiral's starship, scientists watch the measuring device. One of | |
| the devices suddenly starts working. | |
| TECHNICIAN | |
| All right! We're finally getting something! | |
| 146 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| The Head Scientist stands facing the President, who is looking more tired | |
| than ever. | |
| HEAD SCIENTIST | |
| The thing is sending out radio wavelengths! | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| What the hell does it want with radio waves? | |
| HEAD SCIENTIST | |
| ...Probably wants to make a call! | |
| The President and his Generals look at him in astonishment. | |
| 147 INT. ZORG'S OFFICE | |
| Picasso purrs contentedly on Zorg's lap. The phone rings. | |
| SECRETARY (O.S.) | |
| Mr. Shadow on the line. | |
| Zorg shoots to his feet. Picasso tumbles to the floor. Zorg picks up | |
| the phone, both excited and uneasy. He stands there, almost coming to | |
| attention. | |
| ZORG | |
| Yes... Zorg here. | |
| The voice is feeble. It comes from the far reaches of time, from the | |
| bowels of the universe. | |
| SHADOW | |
| Am I disturbing you? | |
| ZORG | |
| No... not at all. Where are you? | |
| SHADOW'S breathing is awesome. | |
| SHADOW | |
| ...Not far, now. | |
| ZORG | |
| Really? Maybe I can get you on my screen | |
| and see you at last! | |
| Zorg brings up a huge screen and pushes a few buttons. | |
| In the middle of an electronic snowstorm, a blackish, vaguely human, | |
| quiverinq form appears. Two eyes, like lava, give an idea where the head is. | |
| Zorg feels sick. | |
| SHADOW | |
| Do you have the picture now Mr. Zorg? | |
| ZORG | |
| Got it. | |
| SHADOW | |
| How's our deal coming along? | |
| ZORG | |
| (ill at ease) | |
| Fine, just fine! I'll have the 4 pieces you | |
| asked for any time now. But it wasn't easy. | |
| My costs have tripled. | |
| Shadow pauses an instant. A black slimy liquid starts to ooze from the | |
| top of the screen. Zorg is feeling worse all the time. | |
| SHADOW | |
| Money is of no importance... | |
| I want the Stones! | |
| The black liquid oozes all over the screen which starts to melt. Zorg | |
| sweats profusely, his legs tremble. | |
| ZORG | |
| The Stones will be here. I'll see to it | |
| personally! | |
| SHADOW | |
| ...I can't wait to be among you. | |
| Zorg sighs and sits down totally freaked. | |
| 148 EXT. ORBIT FHLOSTON PARADISE | |
| The space shuttle fills the screen. It banks left and begins its descent | |
| toward Fhloston, the turquoise planet. Crystal blue water, perfect white sand | |
| beaches. A true paradise. | |
| 149 INT. SPACE SHUTTLE | |
| The stewardess picks up a microphone to make an announcement. | |
| STEWARDESS | |
| Ladies and gentlemen, we have begun our | |
| descent toward Fhloston Paradise... | |
| Stewardesses walk down the aisles waking the passengers one by one. They | |
| press a button on the door of each box. | |
| In the corner, Loc Rhod and the stewardess awake with a start and | |
| straighten their clothes quickly. The stewardess is embarrassed. | |
| STEWARDESS | |
| (timidly) | |
| I wanted to tell you that... | |
| Loc Rhod puts on his sunglasses and presses a finger to her lips. He | |
| disappears behind the curtain leaving the sighing stewardess on her own. | |
| 150 EXT. FHLOSTON PARADISE | |
| The spaceship descends through some clouds and glides over a vast | |
| turquoise sea. Fhloston Paradise looms into view. An enormous oceanliner | |
| floating a dozen yards above the water. On closer inspection it is more | |
| modern than a traditional oceanliner. The shuttle draws near, looking | |
| ridiculously small next to the monster. Like a sardine next to a whale. | |
| 151 INT. COCKPIT | |
| A blinking light goes on. | |
| PILOT | |
| Shit! Parasites in Zone 1. Take a look. | |
| The 1st Mate heads off. | |
| 152 INT. CABIN | |
| A stewardess opens Korben's box door. He is still heavy with sleep. He | |
| looks over at Leeloo. She's not there. | |
| 153 EXT. FHLOSTON | |
| The tiny space shuttle clings to the huge oceanliner. | |
| 154 INT. COCKPIT | |
| The Pilot maneuvers the ship into it's docking area. | |
| PILOT | |
| Docking activated. | |
| You can let the passengers out. | |
| 155 INT. REAR OF COCKPIT | |
| The 1st mate pries open the door to an overhead panel. Cornelius falls | |
| out, hanging in a jumble of wires. | |
| 156. INT. ENTRANCE HALL FHLOSTON PARADISE - DAY | |
| The enormous door opens and the passengers exit. Leeloo is among them. | |
| She appears quite impressed by the beauty and luxury of the 19th century | |
| decoration. | |
| 157 INT. CABIN | |
| Korben attempts to make his way up the shuttle's aisle. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (jostling everybody) | |
| Pardon me. Excuse me. I'm trying to | |
| reach my wife.. Sorry! | |
| 158 INT. ENTRANCE HALL | |
| A dozen policemen wait patiently at the end of the hall. Leeloo stops | |
| and presses against the wall. She spots Korben leaving the shuttle. A | |
| gorgeous HOSTESS comes up to him, drapes a lei around his neck and plants a | |
| kiss on his lips in welcome. | |
| HOSTESS | |
| (smiling) | |
| Welcome to Paradise. | |
| Korben's face is covered in lipstick. Leeloo sees he did nothing to stop | |
| the girl and she doesn't like it. | |
| A HEFTY MAN wearing a sarong drapes some flowers around her neck. Then, | |
| obviously relishing it, he leans down to kiss her. Leeloo bashes him on | |
| the forehead. The hefty man straightens up. He's still smiling, but his | |
| nose is bleeding. He falls slowly to the floor. | |
| Korben pushes forward trying to spot Leeloo. He also tries to wipe the | |
| lipstick off. Leeloo tries to escape through a door marked PERSONNEL ONLY, | |
| but it's locked. A HOST looks at her with a grin. | |
| HOST | |
| (playful) | |
| If you don't have the code you can't | |
| open it! | |
| Leeloo smiles and punches in an old code and twists the doorknob. The | |
| door opens with the sound of a braking lock. Leeloo smiles sweetly and enters | |
| as if nothing were amiss. | |
| A shriek of joy fills the room. Korben turns around. The HOSTESSES | |
| cluster around Loc Rhod as he comes out of the plane. Loc Rhod spots Korben | |
| and latches onto his arm. It's not going to be easy to remain discrete. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (relieved) | |
| My main man! Please don't leave me here | |
| alone. My head's killing me and my adoring | |
| fans are gonna tear me apart! Get me outta | |
| here! | |
| KORBEN | |
| I'll take you to the bar, after that, | |
| you're on your own. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (hanging on to Korben) | |
| Oh, yes! Do that! You treat me right, | |
| man. Tell me all about yourself, your | |
| roots, your personal life, your childhood | |
| dreams... | |
| KORBEN | |
| I don't think this is a good time... | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| ...You got brothers and sisters? What | |
| about your dad? Tell me about your | |
| dad! What was he like? Physically? | |
| Big, I suppose? | |
| KORBEN | |
| (evasive) | |
| Yeah, very big, a giant. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| I didn't have a dad... never saw him... | |
| never even heard him. 50 billion people | |
| listen to me every day... and he doesn't | |
| hear me... | |
| 159 INT. SMALL ROOM FHLOSTON PARADISE - DAY | |
| Leeloo is in a small room, ear at the door, listening. Everything seems | |
| normal. She turns and discovers the room for what it is: a rest room | |
| for... three cops who look up from their books and stare blankly at her. | |
| Leeloo doesn't know what to do. So she smiles. | |
| 160 INT. HALL - OMIT | |
| 161 INT. MAIN HALL FHLOSTON PARADISE - OMIT | |
| 162 EXT. ORBIT FHLOSTON PARADISE - DUSK - OMIT | |
| 163 INT. THE CONTROL ROOM FHLOSTON PARADISE - DUSK - OMIT | |
| 164 INT. KORBEN'S STATEROOM | |
| The door opens. The HOSTESS turns on the light and enters. Korben | |
| follows her, gaping at all the luxury. | |
| The BAGGAGE BOY enters bringing Leeloo's two suitcases. | |
| Korben grabs the notice announcing Diva Plavalaguna's concert at 5:30 in | |
| that evening. Dress: Formal attire. | |
| KORBEN | |
| For the concert it says formal attire... | |
| I didn't bring... | |
| The hostess pulls back the closet door. Twenty tuxedos in a row. | |
| HOSTESS | |
| (looking him over) | |
| Here's some champagne. I'll drop by after | |
| the concert to open it. | |
| She gives him a blinding smile and closes the door. | |
| Korben pushes a button. The curtains open to reveal a most spectacular | |
| view of the turquoise planet. Stars shoot out into infinity. | |
| Breathtaking. Korben stands gaping. The phone rings, snapping him out of | |
| his reverie. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Hello? | |
| MOTHER (O.S.) | |
| You little sleaze bag! | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...Ma??? | |
| MOTHER (O.S.) | |
| Don't you ever ask me for another thing | |
| in my life again, you've killed your | |
| poor mother with your own hands! | |
| Korben drops into an armchair and sighs. His eyes go to the ceiling. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...Ma!!! | |
| 165 INT. CONTROL ROOM FHLOSTON PARADISE - OMIT | |
| 166 INT. FHLOSTON PARADISE POLICE OFFICE - DAY | |
| The Chief of Police has Cornelius in front of him, handcuffed. | |
| FOG | |
| The Diva's ship is coming in. | |
| CHIEF OF POLICE | |
| I want maximum security. | |
| FOG | |
| Yes. Sir! | |
| CHIEF OF POLICE | |
| (to Cornelius) | |
| OK, let's hear it. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Where was I? | |
| CHIEF OF POLICE | |
| (bored) | |
| ...You open the door. There's a cabby with | |
| a girl in his arms. | |
| FOG opens the door. Two COPS come hobbling in all bloody and bandaged. | |
| They hold up a THIRD COP. | |
| CHIEF OF POLICE | |
| What happened? | |
| A bomb go off in your face? | |
| BEAT-UP COP | |
| Yeah... A 5 foot 7 inch bomb... | |
| with green eyes. | |
| Cornelius perks up. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| And the smile of an angel? | |
| They all turn to look at him. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (to Chief) | |
| May I speak to you alone. | |
| 167 INT. CORRIDOR FHLOSTON PARADISE - DAY | |
| Leeloo watches the Diva's arrival. A door opens and two POLICEMAN clear | |
| the way for DIVA PLAVALAGUNA, her MANAGER, her BODYGUARDS and a gaggle of | |
| PORTERS carrying trunks. | |
| Not wanting to draw attention to herself, Leeloo feigns interest in a | |
| painting that is obviously upside down. A white chiffon veil covers the face | |
| of the Diva, she stops in front of Leeloo. The Diva reaches out and | |
| strokes Leeloo's face, without touching her. The Diva removes her hand | |
| making a sound of crackling electricity, then passes on. Leeloo is groggy. | |
| The Diva's ASSISTANT comes up to her. | |
| DIVA'S ASSISTANT | |
| Please forgive this little incident. She wants | |
| you to know that she senses great powers in | |
| you... in the service of a noble cause... She | |
| will give you what you have come to get, but | |
| she wants to sing first... | |
| One last time... | |
| The Diva's assistant turns the painting right side up. | |
| DIVA'S ASSISTANT | |
| (nodding) | |
| Miss. | |
| Leeloo looks at the painting, seems to understand it better. | |
| 168 EXT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| Policemen stand at attention in front of the Diva's suite. | |
| FOG | |
| Hello, I'm head of security. | |
| Everything is in order. You can... | |
| The Diva enters her suite without letting him finish. | |
| FOG | |
| ...make yourselves at home safely. | |
| If you need anything...give it a knock! | |
| 169 INT. POLICE OFFICE HALLWAY - NIGHT | |
| A door opens near the police officer's main entrance. Cornelius looks | |
| both ways. Then crosses the hall, dragging the Chief of Police by the feet. | |
| 170 INT. KORBEN'S STATEROOM | |
| Korben finishes putting on his tux, still on the phone. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Listen, Ma! I've only got a few days | |
| vacation and I'll be damned if I'm | |
| gonna spend them on the phone. | |
| The door RINGS. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...Hang on, it's the door. No! | |
| I told you I didn't bring anybody! | |
| I'm all alone... as usual! | |
| Korben opens the door. It's not the champagne. Even better. It's | |
| Leeloo. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (to his mother) | |
| ...I'll call you back. | |
| Leeloo heads right for her suitcase and starts to undress. Korben has to | |
| turn away once more. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Here we go again... | |
| LEELOO | |
| (by rote) | |
| You know women normally change five | |
| times more than men. | |
| KORBEN | |
| You get that off the screen? | |
| LEELOO | |
| Yes... you know there's a lot of | |
| differences between men women. | |
| KORBEN | |
| You noticed.. | |
| LEELOO | |
| OK, you can turn around! | |
| Korben turns around. Leeloo has put on a very simple dress which is sexy | |
| to the max. He is smitten. So much so that Leeloo wonders if something | |
| isn't quite right. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Where you going? | |
| LEELOO | |
| I'm going to see the Diva sing. What's | |
| the matter?... Do I look bad? | |
| KORBEN | |
| No, not at all! I mean, just the opposite, | |
| you're... you're beautiful! | |
| Leeloo smiles at him, his compliment pleases her. She turns, revealing | |
| her unzippered back. Korben cannot help but stare at her bare flesh. Her | |
| perfect bottom. | |
| LEELOO | |
| Do you know how this works? | |
| Korben's blood boils. She wriggles, pressing her hands together close to | |
| the zipper. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I have an idea. | |
| But instead of pulling on the zipper he slips a bracelet on her wrist. A | |
| flourescent beam bursts out of the bracelet and forms a vertical bar going | |
| from the floor to the ceiling. | |
| Stunned, Leeloo is held captive. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I told you I need to work in peace. | |
| Remember? I need to concentrate. | |
| LEELOO | |
| And you can't concentrate with me | |
| around?. | |
| KORBEN | |
| It's difficult. | |
| She tries to breakout. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Army issue. I'm sorry. | |
| Leeloo tries desperately to get out of the handcuffs. Impossible. | |
| Korben sets the radio down in front of her and turns it on. | |
| Leeloo looks like she'd like to break his head. | |
| LEELOO | |
| (seething) | |
| You're nothing but a... a... | |
| KORBEN | |
| The words you're looking for weren't | |
| in the dictionary you studied. I won't | |
| be long. | |
| The door flies open. Loc Rhod barges in. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Hey Stud we gotta... | |
| Then he sees the scene, Leeloo cuffed, in a low cut dress. His mind goes | |
| to the obvious. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Korben my man what's happening here? | |
| Who's the chick? What's the gig? | |
| We free forming here? Getting funky | |
| with the monkey? Can I get in on this? | |
| Korben grabs him by the collar.. | |
| KORBEN | |
| No..to all of the above. | |
| And yanks Loc Rhod out of the room. Leaving Leeloo looking extremely | |
| unhappy. | |
| 171 INT. RADIO - OMIT | |
| 172 INT. LOC RHOD'S STATEROOM FHLOSTON PARADISE - NIGHT - OMIT | |
| 173 INT. HALL - OMIT | |
| 174 INT. BATHROOM - OMIT | |
| 175 INT. DIVA'S SUITE FHLOSTON PARADISE - NIGHT - OMIT | |
| 176 INT. FHLOSTON PARADISE OPERA - NIGHT | |
| Loc Rhod and Korben enter what turns out to be a replica of the Garnier | |
| Opera in Paris. A hostess escorts them to their seats. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (broadcasting) | |
| We have just walked into what is probably | |
| the most beautiful concert hall in the universe. | |
| Totally awesome! Magnificent paintings on the | |
| ceiling. I don't know who painted them, but he | |
| must have busted his balls! I see a row of former | |
| ministers, more sinister than minister! A few generals | |
| practicing how to sleep. And there's Baby Ray, star | |
| of stage and screen, drowning in a sea of nymphets. | |
| He's not gonna get much out of this concert, he's | |
| stone-deaf! | |
| ANGLE ON: | |
| Baby Ray bending his ear to a girl asking for an autograph. | |
| BABY RAY | |
| ...to who? | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (moving down the aisle) | |
| ...And over there is Roy Von Bacon, the king | |
| of laserball and the best paid player in the League. | |
| (shakes hands as he goes by) | |
| ...And over there is the Emperor Kodar Japhet | |
| whose daughter Aachen is still at the bar. | |
| "I love to sing, too, but in the shower", she | |
| recently confessed to me. She will no doubt | |
| prove to be as generous tonight as she always is. | |
| A waiter gives them two glasses of champagne. Track with the WAITER an | |
| he leaves the hall with his empty tray. He enters a small room reserved for | |
| staff. | |
| 177 INT. STAFF ROOM FHLOSTON PARADISE - NIGHT | |
| The waiter joins some other WAITERS. They are well armed. He opens a | |
| cupboard and pulls out a humongous weapon. Suddenly their faces burn off | |
| revealing AKANIT, the young leader of the Mangalores, and his troops. | |
| AKANIT | |
| It's showtime! | |
| 178 INT. CONCERT HALL | |
| The lights dim slowly in the concert hall. | |
| 179 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| President Lindbergh and his staff, including Munro, sit at the desk. | |
| Speakers appear. | |
| 180 INT. KORBEN'S SUITE | |
| Leeloo, still a prisoner, listens to the concert. | |
| 181 INT. CONCERT HALL | |
| Korben is tense. The curtain rises. The Diva, in a stunning gown, | |
| stands in the center of the stage, head bowed. Behind her, a star filled | |
| window. The MUSIC begins. The Diva looks up, a rare beauty, but an alien. | |
| And then she begins to sing. Her voice is divine, unmatched. Korben is | |
| swept up in the TEARS. | |
| 182 INT. KORBEN'S SUITE | |
| Leeloo has tears in her eyes | |
| 183 INT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| The manager couldn't care less about the concert. His main problem is | |
| the bottle of scotch he can't seem to open. The doorbell RINGS. | |
| MANAGER | |
| (ugly mood) | |
| Yeah!? | |
| VOICE (O.S.) | |
| Flowers for the Diva. | |
| MANAGER | |
| She's allergic to flowers!!! | |
| VOICE (O.S.) | |
| There's champagne as well... | |
| The manager takes one look at the stubborn bottle and opens the door. And | |
| finds himself staring down the barrel of a gun. A dozen Mangalores rush | |
| in. One of them, with a human face, closes the door and waits out in the hall. | |
| ANGLE ON: | |
| Cornelius watching from around the corner. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| ...My God! | |
| 184 INT. CONTROL ROOM FHLOSTON PARADISE | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| Commander, I have a ship with a main | |
| malfunction. He requests permission to | |
| dock for repairs. | |
| COMMANDER | |
| Did you check out his registration number? | |
| CAPTAIN | |
| Everything's in order. | |
| COMMANDER | |
| Put him in the docking garage and inform | |
| the police. | |
| 185 INT. COCKPIT ZFX200 - NIGHT | |
| CAPTAIN (V.O.) | |
| Permission granted. Dock 575. You have | |
| an hour. Will that be enough time'? | |
| Zorg sits at the controls. | |
| ZORG | |
| (cold) | |
| More than enough. | |
| 186 EXT. FHLOSTON PARADISE - NIGHT | |
| The ZFX approaches Fhloston. | |
| 187 INT. KORBEN'S SUITE | |
| The ship comes close enough for Leeloo to see it out the window. | |
| FLASHBACK: | |
| The same ships with Mangalores at the controls attack the Mondoshawans at | |
| the beginning of our story. | |
| 188 INT. KORBEN'S SUITE | |
| Leeloo is alarmed. She has to act. She seizes the flourescent bar beam | |
| with great effort and rams it into the ceiling, marking a hole large enough | |
| for her to escape. | |
| 189 INT. CLOSET FHLOSTON PARADISE | |
| Cornelius bursts into the closet he left the Chief of Police tied and | |
| gagged in. He quickly unties him. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (in a panic) | |
| Mangalores! The Diva's suite! They want | |
| the Sacred Stones! They must be stopped. | |
| We must stop them!. I'm going to free you | |
| but you must promise to help me! | |
| The Chief of Police nods his agreement. | |
| 190 INT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| The Mangalores have trashed the suite. One of the Mangalores finally | |
| finds a case engraved with the four elements. | |
| MANGALORE | |
| I have it. | |
| The Mangalore is about to open the case when... Leeloo descends quietly | |
| and gracefully from the ceiling. Time stands still. | |
| LEELOO | |
| (smiling) | |
| Apipoulai! | |
| 191 INT. CONCERT HALL | |
| The Diva switches from classical music to funk, picking up the tempo. | |
| INTERCUT': | |
| 192 INT. DIVA'S SUITE / CONCERT HALL. | |
| A WARRIOR whips out the biggest knife ever made and rushes Leeloo. She | |
| disarms him gracefully. A violent fight breaks out. The Diva sings and | |
| Leeloo dances. The Mangalores pay a heavy price for the show. | |
| 193 INT. CORRIDOR | |
| Hearing noise from inside the suite, the Mangalore by the door gets | |
| nervous. He runs for reinforcements. | |
| 194 INT. POLICE STATION | |
| Cornelius enters the police station wearing handcuffs. The Chief of | |
| Police is behind him holding a gun. | |
| 195 INT. DIVA'S SUITE / CONCERT HALL | |
| Leeloo knocks out the last Mangalore just as the Diva finishes her song | |
| to a burst of applause. The Diva takes a bow. So does Leeloo. | |
| 196 INT. ROOM | |
| Akanit and his men listen to the concert. The Mangalore guard runs in. | |
| MANGALORE | |
| They were waiting for us! It was an | |
| ambush! | |
| AKANIT | |
| If it's war they want it's war they'll get! | |
| Enact the Final Plan! | |
| All the Mangalores cock their weapons. | |
| 197 INT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| Leeloo is about to open the case when the door EXPLODES. Zorg is there | |
| holding a ZF1. | |
| ZORG | |
| My compliments, little lady! | |
| ...And thanks for doing all the dirty work! | |
| I couldn't have done it any better myself! | |
| (sharply) | |
| ...Now hand over the Stones! | |
| Leeloo smiles and hands him the case. Zorg arms the ZF1 and gets ready | |
| to kill her. | |
| ZORG | |
| Nice knowing you. | |
| Leeloo catches on quickly. She kicks the scotch bottle on the floor into | |
| the gun which throws Zorg's shot off. She jumps to the ceiling and | |
| disappears in an air vent. Furious, Zorg fires at the ceiling. | |
| 198 INT. AIRSHAFT | |
| Leeloo dodges the bullets as best as she can. | |
| 199 INT. SUITE | |
| Zorg fires his 3000 round clip. The ceiling looks like a piece of swiss | |
| cheese. Zorg sticks a small cylinder in the wall and flicks it on. The | |
| numbers flashing by tell us it's a bomb. The timer reads: 19 minutes and 59 | |
| seconds. | |
| ZORG | |
| (with a crafty smile) | |
| You can run but you can't hide... | |
| 200 INT. POLICE OFFICE FHLOSTON PARADISE - NIGHT | |
| Cornelius is seated opposite the Chief of Police. A MEDIC is bandaging | |
| the chief's head. The door explodes. The cop outside in riddled with | |
| bullets. A dozen Mangalores attack the police office. Akanit is at | |
| their head. The policemen are caught unaware. | |
| AKANIT | |
| Nobody move! We're taking over this | |
| ship! | |
| The Chief of Police is goggle-eyed. Cornelius leans toward him. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (pleased with himself) | |
| I told you... | |
| 201 INT. CORRIDOR | |
| Zorg has the case and exits the suite just as the general alarm goes off. | |
| He sighs in exasperation. | |
| 202 INT. CONCERT HALL | |
| Three Mangalores suddenly rush into the opera hall shooting. | |
| MANGALORE 1 | |
| Everyone down! | |
| There is panic all around. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (broadcasting, panic stricken) | |
| Ladies and gentlemen, I think we're being... | |
| attacked. The place is crawling with warriors. | |
| 203 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| President Lindberg and his generals look very worried. | |
| 204 INT. CONCERT HALL | |
| Some security guards open fire one of the Mangalores is hit. The others | |
| turn their guns on the cops. People scream, diving for cover. Korben bides | |
| his time. | |
| More Mangalores rush in from all around shooting. Two cops are killed. | |
| The Diva... takes a bullet. | |
| She falls from the stage into Korben's arms. He lowers her to the floor. | |
| Korben ignores the panic all around and wraps her in his dinner jacket, | |
| trying to stop the blue blood spurting from her wounds. | |
| 205 EXT./ INT. SPACE AROUND FHLOSTON | |
| Zorg's ZFX200 speeds away from the boat. Zorg is at the controls, a | |
| devilish smile on his lips. | |
| ZORG | |
| You want something done, do it yourself! | |
| 206 INT. CONCERT HALL | |
| Fighting rages all around in the concert hall, but Korben is oblivious to | |
| it. He sets the Diva's head delicately on the floor. Loc Rhod is hidden | |
| nearby, still on the air. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (voice low, panicked) | |
| They're hideous. They've got a crest on | |
| the head, the eyes of a toad and fingers | |
| all over their hands. Totally hideous! | |
| 207 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE. | |
| MUNRO | |
| (worried) | |
| ...Mangalores! | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Send a battalion out immediately! | |
| 208 INT. CONCERT HALL | |
| KORBEN | |
| (to the Diva) | |
| I was sent by the government to help you. | |
| DIVA | |
| Don't worry. This is my fate... | |
| How was the concert? | |
| Korben is a little surprised, but... the Diva is an artist. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I've never heard anything so beautiful | |
| in my life. | |
| A Mangalore jumps on them from the stage. Korben makes short work of him | |
| and grabs his gun. | |
| DIVA | |
| (weak) | |
| You're a good man... | |
| She was right to have chosen you... | |
| KORBEN | |
| Who? | |
| DIVA | |
| The Fifth Element... | |
| The Supreme Being... Your wife... | |
| Korben is floored. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Leeloo... is... she's... | |
| DIVA | |
| Yes, and more than that... You must | |
| give her the Stones, she's the only one | |
| who knows how to use them. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (to himself, suddenly | |
| realizing) | |
| ...So Cornelius was telling the truth! | |
| 209 INT. POLICE STATION | |
| The Mangalores tie up Cornelius and the Chief of Police together. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (to the Chief of Police) | |
| Of course I was telling you the truth!... | |
| If you had listened to me in the first place, | |
| we wouldn't be in this predicament now! | |
| 210 INT. CONCERT HALL | |
| Korben wastes two more Mangalores. | |
| DIVA | |
| She needs you. She needs your help and | |
| your love. She's more fragile than she seems... | |
| Korben looks around, ready for another attack. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...Yeah, so am I. | |
| The Diva takes his hand. | |
| DIVA | |
| She was taught to love the life of others... | |
| but not her own. You have to teach her | |
| to love if you want her to truly live! | |
| KORBEN | |
| (uncomfortable) | |
| I'll help her, I promise, but I think you | |
| should tell me where the Stones are! | |
| DIVA | |
| Do you love her? | |
| KORBEN | |
| I... I don't know! We hardly know | |
| each other... it takes time! | |
| DIVA | |
| I don't have time... I need to know. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Listen, the last time I admitted to a woman | |
| I loved her ... I never saw her again. | |
| DIVA | |
| I would like to have died in peace... | |
| The Diva's eyes close. | |
| 211 INT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| The timer on Zorg's bomb clicks over to "15 minutes". | |
| 212 INT. CONCERT HALL | |
| KORBEN | |
| You tell me to save the world then | |
| you go off and leave me in the shit! | |
| He shakes her, gently slapping her cheeks. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Come on! You're not gonna die in peace! | |
| You're not going to die at all! You hear me? | |
| Where are the Stones? | |
| 213 INT. SPACESHIP | |
| Zorg sets the Sacred Case on a table in the cockpit. He opens it with a | |
| complacent smile: It's empty! | |
| He cannot believe his eyes. He goes berserk, destroying everything in | |
| sight. | |
| 214 INT. CONCERT HALL | |
| Korben slaps the Diva soundly. She comes around somewhat. | |
| KORBEN | |
| I'm sorry, but... the Stones... | |
| DIVA | |
| (very weak) | |
| They are... with me... | |
| The Diva dies. Blue blood streams from her mouth. Korben frisks the | |
| Diva but doesn't find anything. The shooting slowly stops in the theatre. | |
| The Mangalores are now in total control. | |
| MANGALORE 2 | |
| Stay calm and nobody will get hurt! | |
| Hands on your head and into the hall! | |
| The guests comply | |
| KORBEN | |
| (to himself) | |
| ...The Stones are with me? | |
| and then it occurs to him. | |
| KORBEN | |
| ...In me? | |
| He touches the Diva's stomach and senses something hard. Girding | |
| himself, he sticks his hand in the wound and pulls out a Sacred Stone. | |
| Then another. And another. Korben pulls out all four Stones, covered in blue | |
| blood. Everyone has left the theater. The Mangalores check the aisles one | |
| by one. | |
| Loc Rhod peeks out from under a seat. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Don't you think we'd better be going? | |
| A Mangalore spots Korben kneeling alongside the Diva. He grabs Korben by | |
| the shoulder and pokes him with his gun. | |
| MANGALORE | |
| Hey, you! With the others! | |
| Korben spins and, in one swift motion, breaks his arm. Just for | |
| starters. Another WARRIOR rushes over. Korben punches him into oblivion | |
| and snatches the gun. | |
| KORBEN | |
| That's it... I've had... all day people | |
| have been sticking guns in my face... | |
| Korben wraps up the four Stones in his shirt. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Korben man... These dudes are going | |
| to waste us if we don't do what they say. | |
| Korben gives him the package and grabs his mike. | |
| KORBEN | |
| You don't do what I say... I'll waste | |
| you myself. Got it? | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Got it... | |
| 215 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| President Lindberg dabs his sweaty face with a towel. | |
| 216 INT. POLICE STATION | |
| Akanit is still in the police station facing control screens. He barks | |
| into a | |
| walkie-talkie. | |
| AKANIT | |
| What's the situation in the hall? | |
| 217 INT. HALL | |
| Hostages are being gathered in the middle of the hall. They are | |
| surrounded by Mangalores who guard them. | |
| MUGGER | |
| (into walkie-talkie) | |
| There's no more resistance. | |
| Everything's under control. | |
| Three Mangalores are suddenly blasted through the glass door leading to | |
| the theater. Korben bursts into the hall, two huge guns in his hands. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Everybody down! | |
| Korben takes out two more WARRIORS coming towards him, rolls behind a | |
| column. | |
| Laser bullets stinging all around his head. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| This is amazing! Korben, Korben Dallas, | |
| the winner of the Gemini Croquette | |
| contest just killed three warriors like he was | |
| swatting flies... | |
| Panic everywhere! Heavy firing fills the hall. | |
| ANGLE ON: | |
| Roy von Bacon, the laserball player, rises from the floor behind a | |
| Mangalore, grabs him and smashes his head into a column, seizing the gun. | |
| ANGLE ON: | |
| Two Mangalores firing a huge machine gun at the column Korben is using | |
| for cover. | |
| He dives for cover behind the bar. | |
| ANGLE ON: | |
| Two Mangalores watch awestruck. Roy whistles behind them. The two | |
| Mangalores turn around. Roy bonks their heads together. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| It's Roy von Bacon, the Lions center | |
| forward joining in the battle... | |
| Someone taps Loc Rhod on the shoulder. He jumps with fright. | |
| PRINCESS AACHEN | |
| (hot to trot) | |
| All this is terribly exciting, hmmm? | |
| Loc Rhod covers his mike. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| GET OFF MY BACK! | |
| A Mangalore shoots in their direction. Loc Rhod flattens himself on the | |
| floor. A vase falls on the Princess knocking her out. A Mangalore loads | |
| some missiles in his gun and destroys the bar piece by piece forcing Korben to | |
| move forward. Korben motions to Baby Ray hiding under the pool table. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Toss me the balls! | |
| BABY RAY | |
| (terrified, still deaf) | |
| What? | |
| Another piece of the bar explodes. | |
| KORBEN | |
| The balls for Christ's sake! | |
| Korben apes playing pool, but Baby Ray really is stone-deaf. | |
| EMPEROR JAPHET | |
| He wants the balls! You deaf or something? | |
| The EMPEROR rolls the balls over to Korben. The Mangalore loads more | |
| missiles and shatters another part of the bar. Korben hides behind the last | |
| bit left. | |
| KORBEN | |
| How far is he from here? | |
| The EMPEROR glances at the Mangalore, who in reloading. | |
| EMPEROR | |
| I'd say about thirty yards to the left. | |
| Korben hefts the ball, jumps up and hurls it with blinding speed. The | |
| Mangalore catches it right in the head. He drops, firing in the air. The | |
| missile strikes the ceiling which collapses on him. The emperor gives Korben | |
| a thumb's up. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| ...And our man Korben has literally | |
| knocked out the opposition with an | |
| amazing 90 foot pitch. | |
| The COPS on the floor rise, scoop up weapons from dead Mangalores and lay | |
| down a line of fire at the last of the fleeing rebels . Roy whirls his arm | |
| in victory. | |
| FOG | |
| Thanks for your help. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Forget it. | |
| Korben grabs Loc Rhod and takes him with him. | |
| 218 INT. KORBEN'S SUITE | |
| Korben bursts into the room. He stares at the luminous bar still struck | |
| to the ground and sees the hole Leeloo escaped through. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Leeloo??? | |
| 219 INT. DIVA'S SUITE - CEILING | |
| Leeloo in bleeding all over. She can barely move. | |
| LEELOO | |
| (feeble) | |
| Kor... ban... | |
| 220 EXT. NEAR FHLOSTON | |
| The ZFX 200 speeds back toward Fhloston Paradise. | |
| 221 INT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| The bomb timer now reads 10 minutes. | |
| 222 INT. POLICE STATION HALLWAY - FHLOSTON PARADISE | |
| The last of the Mangalores have barricaded themselves in the back of the | |
| station and shoot at anything that tries to enter. Korben joins the | |
| policemen already there. | |
| COP 1 | |
| Hey, who are you? | |
| KORBEN | |
| The winner of the Gemini Croquette contest. | |
| Korben goes to the door and peeks around the corner. Loc Rhod arrives. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Seven to the left. Five to the right. | |
| COP | |
| What's he doing? | |
| Korben leans around the corner and fires rapidly. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Six to the left. One to the right. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| He's on vacation. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (reloading) | |
| We got to find the leader. Mangalores | |
| don't fight without a leader. | |
| 223 INT. POLICE STATION | |
| Akanit gets up, grabs Cornelius by the throat and put a gun to his head. | |
| AKANIT | |
| One more shot and we start killing | |
| hostages, got that? | |
| 224 INT. POLICE STATION HALLWAY | |
| KORBEN | |
| Found him... | |
| AKANIT | |
| (tense) | |
| Send someone to negotiate! | |
| KORBEN | |
| Mind if I go? I'm an excellent | |
| negotiator. | |
| COP 1 | |
| Uh... Sure, go ahead. | |
| Korben gets ready. | |
| COP 1 | |
| We're sending someone in who's | |
| authorized to negotiate. | |
| 225 INT. POLICE STATION | |
| Korben walks quickly into the room, heads straight for Akanit, raises his | |
| gun and puts a bullet through his head. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Anyone else want to negotiate? | |
| COP 2 | |
| (to another Cop) | |
| Where'd he learn to negotiate like that? | |
| 226 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| MUNRO | |
| From us! | |
| The President gives Munro a hard look. | |
| 227 INT. CONTROL ROOM | |
| The police round up the remaining Mangalores. Korben is at the control | |
| center screens trying to find Leeloo. Cornelius comes over to him, | |
| embarrassed. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| You're probably very angry with me and | |
| I quite understand. But I want you to | |
| know I'm fighting for a noble cause. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Yeah, I know... to save the world... but | |
| right now all I want to do is save Leeloo. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Leeloo's in trouble? | |
| KORBEN | |
| When is she not in trouble? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Uh.. Have you tried the Diva's suite? | |
| Korben realizes that Cornelius in probably right. | |
| 228 INT. FHLOSTON PARADISE LANDING DOCK AND GARAGE | |
| The ZFX200 settles in the landing dock garage. SECURITY POLICE approach | |
| the ship just as Zorg in getting out holding the ZF1. | |
| POLICEMAN | |
| More trouble? | |
| ZORG | |
| Nothing I can't fix myself. | |
| He brings up the ZF1 and wipes out the garage. | |
| 229 INT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| Korben enters the Diva's suite which is in shambles. He looks | |
| everywhere, but finds nothing. | |
| 230 INT. AIRSHAFT | |
| Leeloo lies in a pool of blood. She hears something below her. | |
| 231 INT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| Exhausted, Loc Rhod wipes his forehead and finds himself face to face | |
| with the bomb stuck on the wall. | |
| Korben in busy looking for Leeloo. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (loudly) | |
| Leeloo? | |
| Up in the airshaft, Leeloo has heard him. | |
| LEELOO | |
| Korben... | |
| Her voice is too weak, Korben can't hear her. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Korben man... what the hell is this? | |
| Korben gives the bomb a prefunctory glance. | |
| KORBEN | |
| A molecular bomb. | |
| Three minutes left on the timer. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (increasingly worried) | |
| And, uh, what're these numbers clicking | |
| by? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Probably the time remaining before it | |
| explodes. | |
| Cornelius smiles and continues his search. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (weak smile) | |
| You're just saying that to scare me! Right? | |
| If it was a bomb, an alarm would've gone off. | |
| There's bomb detectors in all these hotels! | |
| A general alarm goes off. Loc Rhod is crushed. | |
| 232 INT. MAIN HALL | |
| The lights flicker. | |
| VOICE (O.S.) | |
| This is a Type A alert. For security reasons | |
| the hotel must be evacuated. Please proceed | |
| calmly to the lifeboats located in the main | |
| hallways. | |
| A wave of panic engulfs the hall. The cops are unable to hold back the | |
| crowd as it stampedes to the exits. | |
| 233 INT. CORRIDOR | |
| Zorg marches down the corridor shooting everyone in his path. | |
| 234 INT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| Loc Rhod stands paralyzed in front of the flashing timer. Less than two | |
| minutes left. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Maybe we oughta be going, | |
| what do you think? | |
| KORBEN | |
| Not without Leeloo. | |
| Loc Rhod cannot take his eyes off the bomb. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Like D-Man, I hate to bother you but uh, | |
| like, we're down to 2 minutes here... | |
| Korben breathes out, bothered. He turns his attention to the bomb. | |
| KORBEN | |
| It's the latest model.. I've never seen one | |
| before... it works off a magnetic coded | |
| card... Let's see if I can rig it up. | |
| 235 INT. AIRSHAFT | |
| Leeloo sticks her fingers out one of the bullet holes and lets some of | |
| her blood drip down. | |
| The blood splats on Korben's hand. He snaps his head up and knows | |
| immediately who is up there. He forgets about the bomb. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Hey! What are you doing? The bomb! | |
| Korben drags the desk over, jumps on it and pokes his head in the torn up | |
| airshaft He spots Leeloo who gives him a weak smile. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Don't worry, I'm here now! | |
| He pulls her toward him, helps her out of the shaft and stretches her out | |
| on the desk. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Just relax. I've got the Stones. | |
| Everything's going to be fine. | |
| 30 seconds left on the timer. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (falling to pieces) | |
| Like Korben, can I have 30 seconds of | |
| your time here? | |
| KORBEN | |
| (to Leeloo) | |
| I'll be right back. | |
| Korben dashes over to the bomb. He is stopped by the barrel of the ZF1. | |
| Zorg, in person, holding a magnetic card. | |
| ZORG | |
| (smiling) | |
| Allow me... | |
| Zorg slips a small magnetic card in the bomb, it starts to count down | |
| from 5 minutes. | |
| ZORG | |
| Just for the fun of it. | |
| Loc Rhod faints. | |
| ZORG | |
| Well, what do we have here? Is this | |
| Korben Dallas? The famous winner of | |
| the Gemini Croquette contest? | |
| Or is this Korben Dallas from Special | |
| Section sent by old Lindberg himself. | |
| Korben doesn't reply. | |
| ZORG | |
| ...In any event, whoever you are, | |
| I was glad to meet you. | |
| Zorg fires at Korben who figures he is dead. Nothing. Zorg tries again. | |
| Nada. The clip is empty. Zorg starts to panic. | |
| ZORG | |
| ...A 3000 round clip! I didn't fire off | |
| 3000 rounds... did I? | |
| KORBEN | |
| Don't you know how to count. | |
| It's not all that hard. Watch! | |
| Korben punches him square in the face, shows him his index. | |
| KORBEN | |
| One! That's for trying to kill me! | |
| Second Punch. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Two! That's for firing me! Three! | |
| That's for pushing around a priest! | |
| And the rest is for what you did to | |
| my wife! | |
| Korben pummels him mercilessly. | |
| 236 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| President Lindberg prefers closing his eyes. Munro's shoulders move as | |
| if he were beating on Zorg. | |
| 237 INT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| Zorg falls to the floor, beaten to a pulp. The timer clicks over to 3 | |
| minutes. | |
| KORBEN | |
| We're outta here! | |
| He picks Leeloo up in his arms. | |
| Cornelius grabs Loc Rhod and gives him a resounding slap. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Are you nuts, Father? That hurts! I | |
| can't feel my teeth. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Doesn't matter all you need are your | |
| legs. | |
| 238 EXT. FHLOSTON PARADISE - NIGHT | |
| The lifeboats launch from the hotel and fly out into space. | |
| 239 INT. FHLOSTON PARADISE LANDING DOCK GARAGE | |
| Korben, carrying Leeloo, Cornelius and Loc Rhod are in the garage. | |
| VOICE (O.S.) | |
| Two minutes to complete evacuation... | |
| Korben bursts the lock on the first ship he finds and enters followed by | |
| Cornelius and Loc Rhod. The ZFX200. | |
| 240 INT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| Zorg starts to come around. | |
| 241 INT. ZFX200 | |
| Korben sets Leeloo down. | |
| 242 INT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| Zorg picks up his ZF1, unaware of the bomb and the countdown. | |
| ZORG | |
| I didn't fire three thousand rounds... | |
| 243 INT. ZFX2O0 COCKPIT | |
| VOICE (O.S.) | |
| One minute to total evacuation... | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| You know how to fly this thing? | |
| KORBEN | |
| (concentrating) | |
| It's like a cab isn't it? | |
| VOICE | |
| 30 seconds... | |
| KORBEN | |
| Anyone know how to release the lines | |
| on this crate? | |
| 244 INT. DIVA'S SUITE | |
| Zorg is busy with the ZF1 when the bomb starts to BEEP signaling the last | |
| ten seconds. Zorg is terror stricken. He pushes a button and holds the | |
| ZF1 over his head. | |
| ZORG | |
| (loudly) | |
| Maximum Protection. | |
| A mauve-colored magnetic shield closes around Zorg like an indestructible | |
| sarcophagus. | |
| 245 INT. ZFX200 COCKPIT | |
| Cornelius and Loc Rhod are bent over the buttons looking for a way to | |
| release the lines. | |
| VOICE (O.S.) | |
| 6... 5... | |
| KORBEN | |
| Found it? | |
| Loc Rhod searches frantically. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| I don't even know what I'm looking for! | |
| KORBEN | |
| Fuck it! Hold tight! | |
| Korben slams the throttle into full forward. The ship roars away ripping | |
| the lines to shreds. | |
| Loc Rhod is thrown to the rear of the ship. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| The counter goes 1... 0 | |
| -The suite disintegrates - The corridor is consumed. | |
| -The main hall is no more. | |
| 246 EXT. FHLOSTON PARADISE | |
| The ZFX200 jets away as the enormous oceanliner explodes behind it. | |
| 247 INT. ZFX200 | |
| The ship stops shaking. That was a close one. Everyone's relieved. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Solid little jobs, aren't they? | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (broadcasting, exhausted) | |
| Dear listeners, your favorite DJ is alive and | |
| kicking. It's seven o'clock and time for the | |
| news. Tune in tomorrow for another adventure. | |
| VOCODER (O.S.) | |
| Beep. End of transmission. | |
| Loc Rhod lets out a huge sigh. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (to the others) | |
| The best show I ever did! | |
| 248 EXT. PLANET FHLOSTON | |
| A magnetic sarcophagus crosses the Fhloston sky and crashes into a | |
| glacier. | |
| 249 EXT. FHLOSTON | |
| Zorg appears in the middle of the ice. He takes a portable phone out of | |
| the ZF1. | |
| ZORG | |
| How's that? Can you hear me better | |
| now? | |
| SECRETARY (O.S.) | |
| Yes, Mr. Zorg, I hear you perfectly! | |
| So, how was the concert? | |
| ZORG | |
| Who gives a shit! I didn't come here to | |
| listen to music! Listen up instead of | |
| running off at the mouth! | |
| The batteries on my phone are almost gone. | |
| SECRETARY (O.S.) | |
| Yes, Sir! | |
| ZORG | |
| Dispatch me another ZFX200 immediately. | |
| Someone stole mine. | |
| SECRETARY (O.S.) | |
| Right away, Sir. I'll send you a new one to | |
| the hotel. | |
| ZORG | |
| I'm not at the hotel! | |
| ZORG | |
| Hello?... | |
| BEEPER (O.S.) | |
| Battery dead. | |
| Zorg is all alone, lost, in the middle of the glacier. | |
| ZORG | |
| (to himself) | |
| Stay calm.... stay calm... | |
| 250 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| General Munro enters the office with a smile. | |
| MUNRO | |
| Major Dallas has the Five Elements on | |
| board. The priest is guiding them directly | |
| to the temple. | |
| President Lindberg closes his eyes in relief. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Thank God! We've been saved! | |
| A SCIENTIST rushes in. | |
| SCIENTIST | |
| Mr. President. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Yes? Now, what? | |
| 251 EXT. SPACE | |
| A ball of fire, all-powerful Evil, speeds across the screen with three | |
| Federal Army warships following along behind it as best they can. | |
| 252 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| What do you mean, "its advancing"?! | |
| 253 INT. COCKPIT FEDERATED WARSHIP | |
| COMMANDER | |
| It's not only advancing, but it's moving at | |
| incredible speed! We're having trouble | |
| following it. | |
| 254 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (to Scientist) | |
| ...And... Do you have any idea where it's | |
| heading? | |
| The scientist is hard to put to answer, he shakes his head. | |
| 255 INT. ZFX200 COCKPIT - NIGHT | |
| Korben gently wipes Leeloo's forehead with a cloth. She opens her eyes a | |
| little. | |
| KORBEN | |
| (gentle, loving) | |
| Apipoulai.. | |
| Leeloo smiles, weakly, feverish. | |
| LEELOO | |
| I'm so very sad. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Why? We did pretty well, wouldn't | |
| you say? | |
| LEELOO | |
| Five hundred wars... Arms... Drugs... | |
| Money... | |
| Everything you create is used to destroy... | |
| KORBEN | |
| I told you not to read all that crap! | |
| LEELOO | |
| Protect life... Until death. | |
| Her eyes close and she falls back asleep. Korben is worried. She seems | |
| so depressed. Cornelius enters. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| There's a General on the phone... | |
| His name's Mambo, I think. | |
| 256 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| MUNRO | |
| Munro here. President Lindberg wants | |
| to talk to you. Hold the line. | |
| The President clears his throat and takes the phone. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Major, first off, I want to thank you, | |
| in my name and in the name of the | |
| Federation... | |
| 257 INT. ZFX200 / PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| PRESIDENT (O.S.) | |
| For the praiseworthy courage you have | |
| shown us! I'd like to congratulate General | |
| Munro for his choice. He found the ideal | |
| man for such a... | |
| KORBEN | |
| (to the point) | |
| So now what's the problem? | |
| The President drops into his armchair and sighs. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| There's a ball of fire 1,200 miles in diameter | |
| heading straight for the earth. And we have | |
| no idea how to stop it! ...That's the problem. | |
| Korben thinks fast. The Priest is with him. The Five Elements are on | |
| board. | |
| KORBEN | |
| How much time before the collision? | |
| The President queries the scientist with a nod of the head. | |
| SCIENTIST | |
| If its speed remains constant... in an | |
| hour and 57 minutes. | |
| KORBEN (O.S.) | |
| I'll call you back in two hours. | |
| Korben hangs up. The President looks stunned. | |
| 258 EXT. SPACE | |
| The ZFX200 shifts to the speed of light and vanishes in the star-studded | |
| cosmos. | |
| 259 INT. CHAPEL | |
| David is asleep. He is woken by the sound of... | |
| 260 EXT. DESERT - DAWN | |
| The ZFX200 is parked in the middle of the desert. | |
| Korben walks ahead carrying Leeloo. Cornelius has the four Stones with | |
| him. | |
| Barely awake, Loc Rhod stumbles along. David appears at the door of the | |
| chapel. | |
| DAVID | |
| You're all safe. Thanks be to God! | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Later, David! Later! | |
| There's not a minute to lose! | |
| The small group enters the chapel. | |
| 261 INT. CHAPEL | |
| Cornelius pushes the group onto the altar which is surrounded by a wooden | |
| barrier. Cornelius stands in front of the cross. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Excuse me, Father, but... could we pray | |
| later? | |
| Cornelius bends the cross and pushes it down. A mechanism is set off | |
| lowering the altar like a service elevator. | |
| The altar descends amid rocky walls. | |
| 262 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| MUNRO | |
| They just landed in the desert. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (sweating) | |
| How much time is left? | |
| 263 EXT. SPACE | |
| Earth is in view. The Dark Planet fills the screen and heads for the | |
| blue planet. | |
| 264 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| SCIENTIST | |
| About nine minutes. | |
| President Lindberg has trouble breathing. | |
| 265 INT. TEMPLE | |
| Lit by torches, Korben sets Leeloo delicately on the altar in the exact | |
| center of the four elements. Cornelius looks over the four Stones every | |
| which way. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (panic-stricken) | |
| Uh, this one... must be water! | |
| It's obvious he doesn't know where to put it. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Don't tell me you don't know how all | |
| this works? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Theoretically, yes! The four Stones form | |
| the beam and the Fifth Element is supposed | |
| to stand in the middle there, but... | |
| I don't have the reference book. | |
| I've never seen the Stones work! | |
| Korben can't believe his ears. He tears the Stone out of Cornelius' hand | |
| and studies the inscriptions. He goes over to one of the four bases the | |
| stones rest on and tries to figure it out. The symbol of air is on the Stone, | |
| the same as on the base. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Match the symbols! | |
| Korben places the first Stone and picks up another one. Cornelius has | |
| found the symbol for water. Loc Rhod sits down. He is very tired. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| What is this some kinda game? Like | |
| chess? | |
| Korben pulls him to his feet and sticks a Stone in his hands. | |
| KORBEN | |
| No. It's much simpler. If we don't figure | |
| out where these Stones go in five minutes, | |
| we're all dead! Think you got it? | |
| Loc Rhod's got it and runs over to put in his Stone. The four Stones are | |
| all in place but nothing happens. | |
| KORBEN | |
| There's no light! You told me there were | |
| supposed to be four beams of light. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (lost) | |
| Yes, of course, but... The Stones are shut! | |
| They have to be open for it to work. | |
| KORBEN | |
| And you don't know how they open, | |
| is that what you are saying? | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| That's what I'm saying. | |
| 266 EXT. SPACE | |
| The Dark Planet closes in on Earth rapidly. | |
| 267 INT. CHAPEL | |
| Korben leans over Leeloo. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Leeloo? The Stones! We have to open | |
| them! How does it work? | |
| LEELOO | |
| (feeble) | |
| The wind blows... the fire burns... | |
| KORBEN | |
| I know all that, Leeloo! I'm talking | |
| about the Stones. | |
| LEELOO | |
| ...The rain falls... | |
| Korben is desperate. Leeloo's too weak, he won't get anything more out | |
| of her. | |
| He darts over to a Stone and turns it over and over. | |
| KORBEN | |
| The rain falls... the wind blows? | |
| Loc Rhod stands in front of his Stone looking at Korben. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Try and figure out how this fucking thing | |
| opens, instead of staring at me like that! | |
| Loc Rhod starts feeling the Stone all around. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (afraid) | |
| I'm looking, I'm looking. | |
| 268 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| The tension is palpable in the President's office. | |
| SCIENTIST | |
| ...Three minutes. | |
| MUNRO | |
| We've lost contact with them. | |
| 269 INT. CHAPEL | |
| Korben and Cornelius turn the Stones every which way. All to no avai1. | |
| Loc Rhod is discouraged. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| ...we'll never make it. | |
| He sighs. Three hooks pop off the Stone. Loc Rhod can't believe his | |
| eyes. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| It... it moved! Korben! Korben! | |
| Korben rushes over, looks at the Stone. Hooks are undone. | |
| KORBEN | |
| What did you say? What did you do? | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Nothing! Swear to God, I didn't do | |
| nothing! | |
| KORBEN | |
| Look, you did something that set it off. | |
| Try to remember. Concentrate. Tell me | |
| exactly what you did!! | |
| Loc Rhod tries to duplicate the same movement. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| I was like this... With my hands here and... | |
| I said, "We'll never make it!" That's all! | |
| Nothing happens. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Is that all? | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| Yeah... then I sighed... like this. | |
| Loc Rhod sighs, really depressed this time. The Stone opens even more. | |
| Korben's got it. | |
| KORBEN | |
| The wind! The wind blows... | |
| Korben blows on the Stone which immediately opens revealing a patch of | |
| blue sky with some miniature clouds floating around inside. A yellow beam | |
| pops up like a ray of sunlight, like Korben's smile. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Quickly, everyone on a Stone! | |
| Water for water! Fire for fire! | |
| Earth for earth! | |
| The two men move fast. Korben on the 4th Stone: Earth. He grabs a | |
| fistful of earth and throws it on the Stone. A miniature patch of green | |
| appears and immediately forms a green beam. Cornelius wipes his forehead | |
| with a scarf and wrings it out over the Stone. It opens revealing a patch of | |
| miniature raging sea. A blue beam appears. | |
| Loc Rhod has a problem. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| (shaking) | |
| I don't have a light. I stopped smoking | |
| last week! If we'd come a bit sooner... | |
| Korben pats his pockets, he comes up with a box of matches. There's only | |
| one left. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Don't breathe. | |
| Loc Rhod and Cornelius hold their breath. Korben strikes the match. A | |
| small flame appears on the tip. A breeze goes through the room. Korben | |
| feels like he's got TNT in his hands. He approaches the flame to the Stone. | |
| The flame twists, dims, flickers ...but holds on. The Stone opens. A patch | |
| of miniature fire appears. Korben sighs, snuffs out the match. The fourth | |
| beam, a red one, immediately forms. | |
| 270 EXT. SPACE | |
| A mass of fire fills the screen. The Earth is only a thousand miles | |
| away. | |
| 271 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| SCIENTIST | |
| Two more minutes. | |
| The President shuts his eyes. His lids move in prayer. | |
| 272 INT. CHAPEL | |
| Korben helps Leeloo onto her feet where the four beams and four colors | |
| crisscross. | |
| KORBEN | |
| It's up to you now, Angel! | |
| LEELOO | |
| I'm so tired... | |
| KORBEN | |
| You can sleep tomorrow... come on... | |
| LEELOO | |
| I want to sleep... forever... | |
| KORBEN | |
| Leeloo! Listen to me! I'll take you on | |
| a vacation afterwards! A real vacation, | |
| this time, for as long as you want. | |
| Come on! You can do it! | |
| Korben slowly releases Leeloo and steps back from the altar. | |
| Leeloo can barely stand in the center of the four beams. | |
| An indistinct white beam begins to form around her, starts to rise. | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| Come on Leeloo! Come on! | |
| The beam loses its intensity. Leeloo crumples to the floor. | |
| 273 EXT. SPACE | |
| The Dark Planet hurtles toward Earth. A hundred miles before impact. | |
| The African continent is visible. No doubt about it: The fireball is | |
| heading right for Egypt. | |
| 274 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| Seconds tick away relentlessly on the scientist's stopwatch. | |
| SCIENTIST | |
| It'll be entering the atmosphere in one | |
| minute. | |
| 275 INT. CHAPEL | |
| The heat in the temple is unbearable. All the walls start to ooze the | |
| same horrible black slimy liquid seen at Zorg's. A drop of liquid falls to | |
| the temple floor and begins to smoke, eating away at it like acid. Loc | |
| Rhod has to dodge another drop of the stuff. Korben quickly straightens | |
| Leeloo up and puts her back in the center of the beams. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Leeloo! If you don't get on with the | |
| program we're all gonna die! And that's | |
| not on my agenda for today. | |
| Leeloo wraps her arms around Korben's neck. | |
| LEELOO | |
| (weak) | |
| What's the use of saving lives... | |
| when you see what you do with them! | |
| KORBEN | |
| You're right but there are lots of good | |
| things... beautiful things... | |
| LEELOO | |
| ...Like love... | |
| KORBEN | |
| Exactly. | |
| LEELOO | |
| But I don't know love... I'm like a machine | |
| programmed to save other people's lives but | |
| never to have one of my own. | |
| 276 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| The Scientist's stopwatch goes from 30 to 29 seconds. | |
| 277 INT. CHAPEL | |
| LEELOO | |
| I have thousands of memories but none | |
| of them are mine... There is no need for | |
| me other than this. I'm immortal but I have | |
| no life. | |
| KORBEN | |
| Yes, you do! I need you. More than you | |
| can imagine! Stand up straight! | |
| LEELOO | |
| Why?... Why would you need me? | |
| KORBEN | |
| Because... | |
| CORNELIUS | |
| (to himself) | |
| Tell her, for God's sake! | |
| A bit of the black acid falls on Loc Rhod's shirt setting it on fire. He | |
| rips if off. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 278 INT. CHAPEL | |
| KORBEN | |
| Because... | |
| Leeloo has tears in her eyes. The heat is overpowering. Black acid is | |
| everywhere. | |
| LEELOO | |
| Tell me... | |
| KORBEN | |
| I love you... | |
| Despite her fatigue, Leeloo smiles broadly. | |
| CUT TO: | |
| 278b INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| The stopwatch goes from 3 to 2. | |
| 279 INT. CHAPEL | |
| LEELOO | |
| Now you're allowed to kiss me. | |
| - Korben wraps his arms around her and kisses her like he's never kissed | |
| anybody before. - The white beam, the Divine Light, immediately forms | |
| around Leeloo and Korben. - The stopwatch hits zero. - The Absolute Beam | |
| explodes from the top of the pyramid and heads straight into the sky zapping | |
| the fireball smack in the middle, slowing it down. - Korben and Leeloo kiss | |
| like there was no tomorrow. | |
| - The beam hardens and slowly solidifies the Evil Planet. Inaudible | |
| screeches escape from the dying planet. Screeches of terrifying pain as if a | |
| million souls were dying. | |
| - Streams of black acid spurt from the pyramid and solidify like | |
| brilliant stalactites. | |
| 280 EXT. SPACE | |
| The pure beam, the Light of Life, has finished its work. The Dark Planet | |
| nothing more than a dead planet. | |
| Strangely enough, it looks like the moon. Everything is calm around it. | |
| 281 INT. PRESIDENT'S OFFICE | |
| President Lindberg opens his eyes and realizes he's not dead- | |
| SCIENTIST | |
| The planet seems to have stopped at... | |
| 62 miles from impact. | |
| 282 INT. CHAPEL | |
| In the temple, the beam loses its intensity. But Leeloo and Korben | |
| remain stuck together, lost in their kiss. Cornelius has dropped to his | |
| knees, clutching his hands. | |
| Loc Rhod slips along the wall with a sigh. He gives Cornelius a knowing | |
| smile. | |
| LOC RHOD | |
| This guy is a killer with the babes. | |
| I knew it from the moment I laid eyes | |
| on him. | |
| Cornelius and Loc Rhod burst out laughing. Korben and Leeloo keep on | |
| kissing. | |
| 283 INT. LABORATORY | |
| We are in the Nucleological Laboratory that gave birth to Leeloo in the | |
| beginning of our story. The President enters the lab followed by a group | |
| of officials in ceremonial dress. | |
| MUNRO | |
| Mr. President, let me introduce you to | |
| Professor Mactilburgh, who runs the center. | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| It's an honor to receive you. Mr. President. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| (beaming) | |
| Yes.. Well? Where are our two heroes? | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| They were so tired from their ordeal that | |
| we put them in the reactor this morning.. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| I have 19 more meetings after this one | |
| Professor.. | |
| PROFESSOR | |
| Of course.. Let me see if they're revived. | |
| AIDE | |
| We go live in one minute, Mr. President. | |
| Mactilburgh goes to the reactor and opens a small slot which allows him | |
| to see what is going on under the blue shield. | |
| Leeloo and Korben are naked, arms wrapped around each other, kissing and | |
| probably engaged in hoppi hoppa. | |
| Mactilburgh looks troubled. | |
| MACTILBURGH | |
| I.. uh.. they need five more minutes, | |
| Mr. President. | |
| The President, pressed for time, looks over to his aide who in struggling | |
| with a phone call. | |
| AIDE | |
| No ma'am... I tried... No ma'am... | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Who is it? | |
| AIDE | |
| Some woman... claims she's Korben's | |
| mother... | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Give it here... | |
| The President takes the phone and goes to the window. | |
| PRESIDENT | |
| Mrs. Dallas, this in the President. | |
| On behalf of the entire Federation, | |
| I would like to thank... | |
| MOTHER (V.O.) | |
| Don't pull that crap with me, Finger... | |
| I'd recognize that trash can voice of | |
| yours in a dark alley during a rain storm. | |
| You tell that worthless no account son | |
| of mine he should plotz for the way he's | |
| ignored his mother... when I think of all I | |
| sacrificed for him... | |
| 284 EXT. NEW YORK | |
| Outside the lab we see the President through the window, holding the | |
| phone away from his ear. | |
| PAN slowly across Manhattan. | |
| Credits Roll as TWO full rising silver moons ascend in the dark blue sky. | |
| THE END | |