Face\Off Page #5

INTERCUT:

CASTOR emerges -- races for the gap -- as the COPS swiftly

recover from the blast. They grab their weapons and home in

on Castor. They move in fast -- and he's exposed as ...

LARS raises the laser-sighted rifle and FIRES.

A SWARM OF TRACER BULLETS roars toward the cops. Spiralling

and twisting, the armada of smart bullets SPLITS UP AND SEARCHES

OUT their marked targets. Just as Castor's surrounded ...

A DOZEN COPS are cut down at once. INSTANT SILENCE.

A SILHOUETTE appears among the dead cops.

LARS aims the rifle again, but Pollux stops him.

POLLUX:

It's my brother ...

Indeed, the SILHOUETTE IS CASTOR. He grabs a pistol, stuffs

it in his belt and hurries to the edge.

POLLUX fires a piton. It sinks into the precinct wall at an

incline, fixing a STEEL CABLE between the buildings. Pollux

nods "scram" to the TWINS who grab their bags and exit.

CASTOR and POLLUX make eye-contact -- a silent communication

-- as CASTOR secures himself on an inverted T-Grip pulley

and starts slowly sliding along the rain-slicked cable.

EXT. HOTEL -- NIGHT

CASTOR is halfway across when -- GUNSHOTS. One grazes him,

the other cracks the pulley. It GRINDS to a halt.

BRYCE -- wounded -- shakily aims from the wrecked precinct,

about to fire again. Pollux can't get a clear shot.

POLLUX:

Castor -- !

Hanging from one hand, CASTOR blasts back -- nailing BRYCE.

CASTOR:

Go on -- GO!

Abandoning the broken pulley, CASTOR keeps moving -- hand-

over-hand. POLLUX hesitates -- then takes off.

EXT. HOTEL ENTRANCE -- NIGHT

A black van screeches to a stop. ARCHER steps out, followed

by veteran TITO BIONDI and rookie LOOMIS. Shattered GLASS

crunches beneath Archer's shoes.

HIGH ABOVE:

CASTOR'S GRIP starts to slip. Struggling to hold on, he

drops his pistol. It falls -- TUMBLING -- as --

STREET BELOW:

ARCHER looks up -- and catches the PISTOL.

EYE-CONTACT between Archer and Castor. Years of hatred pass

between them. Before Archer can open fire --

A RANGE ROVER roars toward him -- POLLUX shoots as he drives

right at the agents.

ARCHER and team returns fire. Wounded, LOOMIS goes down.

Shredded, the RANGE ROVER spins out and FLIPS.

INT. HOTEL ROOM -- NIGHT

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