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Terminator 4: Bleak Future --Part2--
By Carnotaur3
INT. SEWER – DARK
The screams, the howls, the explosions, the horror that is being downcast upon these innocent (or maybe we aren’t) human beings is amongst JOHN CONNOR as he slips and his body sprawls in the air. Someone below catches him. Looking up, he sees the face of the only person he wanted to see, KATE BREWSTER.
She smiles, and grips tightly, trying not to let him fall. Around him stand the people he had helped down… one of them, JAMESON, is shining a flashlight into his face. He points across his leg and to his ankle.
JAMESON
Damn it, how long has it been that way.
JAMESON touches it slightly, and the pain dwells up in JOHN unmercifully. He screams in agony.
JAMESON (cont’d)
Sorry, John, tell me how long.
CONNOR
I – Don’t know. Yesterday.
JAMESON
Well come on, let’s get you something to heal that.
JAMESON goes to the other side, and he and Kate help JOHN up, dragging one of his feet on the ground. They reach a resting spot. More explosions are heard from above.
Tired and weary, JOHN looks to be falling asleep as JAMESON takes out a hard casing from one of his FIRST AID kits. He starts to wrap it around his ankle, slowly but efficiently.
JOHN makes no sound. It was almost immune to him now.
KATE
Stay in there. He’ll have this done fast.
And through his, almost, sleepy state, JOHN manages to make out a smile.
JAMESON
He’ll be fine. Just don’t get him to be walking on it a lot.
JAMESON finishes the cast. It’s not a perfect one, but it will do.
JAMESON (cont’d)
I don’t expect him to be anyway.
(He looks to KATE)
I’m sorry I didn’t believe…
KATE
All’s forgiven.
With a friendly nod, JAMESON exits to aid more people. CARLOS watches from a distance as KATE stares at JOHN’S face.
We see that she’s noticing him in a different way. A MUCH different way.
FADE TO:
EXT. BATTLEFIELD – NIGHT – DREAM
From a distance, H-Ks gain closer to victims. But these victims aren’t running – they’re fighting. They are braving themselves up against the ones they created.
As much as it is in inspiration, there is no triumph. Only despair. It’s only because the soldiers he’s seeing are being massacred. They’re loosing a war they thought they could win.
It’s fire that’s destroying the resistance mostly, a large breakout of fire. The blaze completely sears the flesh from their bones.
We glide with one of the nearby T700 H-Ks, a carrier and infiltrator unit to be precise, as it flies to a darkened triangular building. Strange doors open up in a very awkward way, giving the H-K room to maneuver inside it.
FADE TO:
INT. INCLOSED METAL SPACE – DIM – DREAM
A huge space of smoke fills the room and a silhouette of a familiar figure is seen – coming towards JOHN, an M83HCC in his right hand, slowly coming up to his face. The figure steps out of the smoke and stares at JOHN.
It’s THE TERMINATOR.
TERMINATOR
Connor…
CUT TO:
INT. SEWER – DARK
JOHN awakens, sweating and wet from the terrifying dream. He looks around, cautiously, as if he forgotten where he was. KATE is laying next to him, sound asleep. He sees other people dozed off. A few others are awake, such as JAMESON and CARLOS, and they had built a fire out of the supplies they had found.
JOHN stares into the fire, almost seeing the Resistance burning in his mind.
Slowly lifting his body up, JOHN loosens the strap from his back pack and sets it in front of him. He unzips the bag and reaches into it, taking out a small photograph in a plastic picture holder. This should be familiar to us all; a reminder to JOHN: His strength, his love, his true mother, SARAH CONNOR.
A tear rolls down his face.
VOICE (V.O.)
Who is it?
JOHN turns to his side. KATE is awake, staring at the picture with wide eyes.
KATE
- the woman in the photo.
CONNOR
It’s my mother.
KATE
That’s Sarah?
CONNOR
Yeah.
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INT. SEWER – BONFIRE – DIM
As the fire rages on in the small space, JAMESON and CARLOS stare into it. JAMESON takes out his cigarette from his back pocket.
CARLOS
I just… don’t see how: Our creations striking back at us.
JAMESON
I knew one of these fucking days they would.
CARLOS looks towards him.
JAMESON (cont’d)
I mean scientists always seemed to me to be fuck ups. Always coming up with an idea that they thought would change the world. And as time passed by we realized they did change the world. They changed it in the fucking wrong way.
JAMESON stares at his cigarette for a while.
JAMESON (cont’d)
While we, on the other hand, are killing ourselves.
He throws the cigarette in the fire, watching it slowly burning away.
CARLOS
You just might have hit the nail on the head.
JAMESON
I think I hit more than one nail.
CARLOS looks around.
CARLOS
What the hell do we do? Sit around, waiting for the machines to come and get us? What about food? Water? The military didn’t prepare me for a fucking nuclear war. Those machines were built to withstand against our enemies. Now, we are their enemies.
JAMESON
I can’t tell you this in an understandable way, but – I don’t think it’s my call what we do.
CUT TO:
EXT. SEWER – BACK TO CONNOR AND KATE – DARK
KATE, with gentle hands, caresses JOHN’S fingers.
KATE
Your hands are cold.
CONNOR
I’m not surprised. We’re under the damn ground.
KATE
Let me warm them up.
She takes both of her hands now, and rubs them on his dirtied, cold skin.
The scene is almost awkward, until JOHN and KATE suddenly realize they are thinking the same thing, looking at each other the same way, and both knowing what it is they are doing.
KATE leans forward gently locking lips with JOHN. He’s kind of surprised, he didn’t see it coming that quick, but he warms up to it, touching her cheek with his fingers.
She slowly leans back, looking into JOHN’S eyes.
KATE
I –
CONNOR
Don’t say anything.
He moves to her and they embrace each other.
KATE
I guess fate’s working over time.
JOHN laughs whole heartedly. She gives a chuckle too. Both of them, though, are tearing up. JOHN had never felt any love in a long time. This was a first since his mother, but it was also a new feeling.
CONNOR (cont’d)
I believe my fingers are warm now.
KATE chuckles a bit.
KATE (cont’d)
We’re going to make it.
JOHN looks at her with no doubt in his face.
CONNOR
I know.
They embrace again.
CUT TO:
EXT. L.A. ROAD – MORNING
Heat waves misplace some sight of the ground, creating a mirage. The reflection inside of the mirage is of debris and parts of buildings still standing. CONNOR’S group stands on the hill of the street, looking at a burned down Los Angeles neighborhood, victim’s limbs lay around.
CONNOR (cont’d)
I had forgotten ever since the last bomb fell. They had no warning. No announcement over the radio or T.V. There was no taking away of the inevitable. It tore me up inside to see the bodies lay before me, thinking that most of these people didn’t deserve this.
KATE picks up a picture of a family; glass falls out from the frame.
CONNOR (cont’d)
I wonder some times if, indeed, I cared so much for people when I was worrying about Judgment Day. Was I being selfish of keeping the world like it was, and not have me burn? Or was I really trying to protect others? I don’t know which, all I know now was that anybody who dies under my care will have more compassion from me than I would have ever imagined.
CARLOS wanders around the rubble, picking up stuff that might be useful to their survival. He finds a box of WHEATIES under some wood.
JOHN, stares down the road where a misty morning fog and hue hovers.
CONNOR (cont’d)
A cloud hung over the future, darker than ever before. It was unpredictable to me of how to go about my leadership, or if I could win this war. I had to take things slowly.
CARLOS walks to JOHN, who is still standing, looking down the road, almost in a trance.
CARLOS
Um – Connor? Connor?!
CARLOS touches his shoulder and the mesmerized young man turns sharply toward him. CARLOS almost jumps
CARLOS (cont’d)
Can I talk to you?
JOHN, unsure of what this guy would want to talk about, agrees.
CONNOR
What about?
They pull off to the side. In the background of them, the people are now searching through the homes for survivors.
CARLOS
I know why you are here. Kate told me all about it.
CONNOR
I know how – unbelievable it might appear.
CARLOS
That’s fine, Connor, but I want to here what you suggest we do.
A serious pause falls over JOHN.
CONNOR
We – need food. Some of us need to stay behind – base camp here, I guess. Others will go in search of food. People left behind need to keep their guard.
CARLOS
Fuck, Connor, I could tell them that.
CONNOR is surprised.
CARLOS (cont’d)
What do we do involving a full scale war against the A.I.?
CONNOR
Listen, I will need your help with the military tactics. I know nothing of them. I know about weapons, but ground forces – all that shit is beyond me. Could you teach me?
CARLOS
I suppose I could. But you must understand. You’re up against robots - cyborgs. Very seldom will they make a mistake, and that would be because of unpredictability. I have to alternate strategic maneuvers. This isn’t our people we are fighting.
CONNOR
That’s the first thing that’s made sense this whole thing started.
CARLOS smiles.
CARLOS
I’ll tell you what else that makes sense, Connor. Up north towards the Rockies is an underground military supply base. Up there we’ve got guns ranging from AK-17s to M25 Plasma Rifles.
CONNOR
Do you know how to get to it?
CARLOS
Maybe if we had a compass, because… shit, I have no clue where we are. I mean, who could?
CONNOR nods.
CARLOS
I believe we can do this.
CONNOR smiles.
CONNOR
Me too.
CUT TO:
EXT. MOUNTAIN SIDE – DAY
A foot crunches on the rocky formation of the mountain. We assume it’s human, but as we get a better view of it our conclusion was wrong. It’s the TERMINATRIX again. And she’s up to something. From her finger to the ENHANCED MACHINE CONTROLLER ROD, she makes no human hesitation. Instead, her focus is fully on her mission.
It impacts into a NUMBER PAD set up inside the rock, or so it looks.
The numbers shine and immediately, the ROCKY camouflaged door rises up, a secret room now being seen by us.
The T-X moves forward.
CUT TO:
INT. SKYNET FACTORY – DARK
She scans the area, seeing the numbers of CYBORGS already produced, sitting on their shelves waiting to be switched ‘on’.
We see numbers on the shelves: T-200’s, T-300’s, T-600’s, T-700’s, T-800’s, and T-900’s.
If Judgment Day was the day the humans woke up from their innocence, then today would be the day HELL finally came upon EARTH.
CUT TO:
EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD – NIGHT
Darkness has now fallen on the damaged area. It’s an eerie, cold silence that is being heard. It’s not purely deaf, but we can recognize sounds that can be the machines.
CUT TO:
INT. BUILDING – DARK
Through the air, the slightest bit of humming is heard and as it increases in loudness, the shape appears around the corner of the blown up room.
SCANNING the room with its infrared mode, the T-1 Aerial H-K dips its nose down and carries on to the other rooms.
Out from one of the other corners, feet scamper in the moonlight. The people scurry to a room that’s not being searched. JOHN CONNOR is up front along with KATE BREWSTER, who is trying to calm everyone down with her soothing voice.
CONNOR
This way. Everyone quiet.
KATE
Follow us.
JOHN, looking like the leader he was born to be, steps quietly over to the next room. Immediately everyone ducks when they reach a window, the spot lights from the T-1 H-Ks missing them.
JAMESON
(Whispering)
Connor, is your fucking plan actually going to fucking work?
CONNOR
Only one way to find out.
A missile from outside ZOOMS past the window and into the room, smoke and debris hit the survivors in the face.
CONNOR (cont’d)
Go now!
Everyone’s runs as they hear another one heading their way.
CUT TO:
EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD – NIGHT
T700 H-K carriers hover across the land. Down below are the T-1s and the TRACKED H-K TANKS, scouting the area with their spotlights.
JOHN’S group looks to have run in on a dead end. The CARRIERS land right in front of them, unloading a huge amount of T600s stepping off the platforms and onto the ground with their GD-RSB-80 weapons.
They draw closer, circling around the group.
JOHN becomes confused.
KATE
(To John)
Why aren’t they attacking us?
CONNOR
I have no clue.
One of the T600 units presses forward to JOHN and grabs his arm. With his other hand, a special device is seen protruding out of the hand and it pops out and onto JOHN’S arm, a BAR CODE immediately being laser singed on his skin. He screams in pain as the T600 let’s go of him. He falls down to the ground, breathing heavily. KATE watches in horror as it comes for her. She can’t do anything, it was either be killed or be burnt. She chose the right one.
10/12/2003 9:08:09 PM
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