The Terminator Page #3

LAPD cruiser glides slowly by on the street. The search-

light illuminates the figure of Reese, crouching over the

sprawled drunk, just pulling on the other's trousers.

The cruiser chirps to a stop. The doors fly open and two

cops leap out.

FIRST COP:

Hold it, right there!

Reese hitches his pants and bolt like a shot. The cops

draw their guns and race into the alley after him.

HANDHELD CAMERA or PANAGLIDE, rushing with Reese along the

narrow alley. He vaults a pile of tumbled trashcans.

Whips around a corner. Leaps the hood of a parked car in

the cross alley.

PANAGLIDE PRECEDING COPS, as they snake through the night

maze.

CUT TO:

9 EXT. CROSS ALLEY - NIGHT 9

PANAGLIDE WITH REESE as he hits a chain link gate at a

dead run and scrambles over it.

10 EXT. ALLEY JUNCTION - NIGHT 10

WHIP PAN ON COPS, skidding to a stop at the corner in time

to see Reese vault the fence. They separate.

DOLLY WITH SECOND COP, as he runs to the gate.

CUT TO:

11 EXT. ALLEY/NEARBY - NIGHT 11

LOW PANAGLIDE WITH REESE, running full tilt, displaying

incredible agility.

REESE'S POV, the alley walls blur by. The view of a hot-

wired rat in an urban maze.

C.U. - REESE, CAMERA hugging him as he sprints and turns,

alternately front-lit, side-lit and silhouetted as the

electric glare of the city wheels about him.

ANGLE - ALLEY MOUTH, Reese flashes though intermittent

cross-lighting in the B.G.

Another unit arrives out front and Reese melts back into

the alley, only to see a cop round the corner behind him.

Sandwiched. Reese crashes into a steel door, rending the

lock, and vanishes into the darkness within.

The newly arrived cops are a K-9 unit. They open the back

door of the squad car to release a large black Doberman.

CUT TO:

12 INT. DEPARTMENT STORE - NIGHT 12

Reese finds himself among the display racks of a discount

department store. A searchlight stabs in the front

window as he dashes into the maze of aisles.

Three cops enter behind him through the shattered door.

FAST PANAGLIDE WITH REESE, as he crab-runs low among the

moving shadows where flashlights quarter the darkness. He

bolts the open space behind a display window. Sees the

outside searchlight sweep toward him. Freezes.

ANGLE - REESE, his feral face frozen among the smooth-

featured, smiling mannequins. As the light passes, Reese

silently moves on.

ANGLE - COP, passing the end of a long aisle B.G. while in

the F.G. a hand ENTERS FRAME, removing a knit shirt from a

hanger. Reese slips the shirt on quietly and does a fast

crab-walk across the aisles to melt into the other racks

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