Freddy vs. Jason Page #5

SLEAZY LAWYER:

So, as I explained to you before,

the revenues between the TV movie

deal and the book sale should be

adequate to fund your joint-defense.

And I think with my mass media

hypnosis argument I could get each

of you a reduced sentence on appeal

-- say... twenty years each. Out

in fifteen with good behavior?

Hmmmmm?

HARD CUT TO:

EXT. CULT COMPOUND - MOMENTS LATER

The lawyer's disembodied head comes sailing out of

an upstairs window, smacking into the command car's

windshield with a loud SPLAT!

S.W.A.T. COMMANDER

Jesus Christ!

Murdoch curses and leaps out of the car, charging

the house as he BLASTS away with two nickel-plated

.45s. Suddenly GUNFIRE erupts from every window in

the house, BULLET HITS RIDDLING the cops cars,

SMASHING windows and emergency lights.

The S.W.A.T. TEAM follows Murdoch through the hail

of GUNFIRE as he kicks open the front door.

INT. CULT COMPOUND - NEXT INSTANT

WHACK! -- the door flies open and Murdoch and the

S.W.A.T. team move in. The windows have been covered

with foil, the walls have been painted black with

cult slogans written in red, making the whole house

black as pitch. The S.W.A.T. team puts on their

night vision goggles and starts moving through the

house.

P.O.V. THROUGH NIGHT VISION GOGGLES as the S.W.A.T.

team goes through the house SHOOTING cultists (ala

the computer game DOOM). Then a blinding flash of

light and a S.W.A.T. guy goes down -- shot in the

face.

Several of the cultists lead the attacking S.W.A.T.

team deeper into the house. As one of the S.W.A.T.

guys follows his foot trips a wire. A trap door

opens in the floor and the S.W.A.T. guy falls into

a pit, waist deep in water. Suddenly, the water

starts churning and the guy starts screaming -- it's

a tank of piranhas! Two other S.W.A.T. guys grab

his arms and pull him out. Too late -- his legs

have been shredded to the bone.

Another S.W.A.T. guy kicks in a door to a room and

steps in, FIRING his machine gun. A large scythe

swings down and severs both his arms at the elbows.

His arms fall to the floor, still FIRING the machine

gun.

The cultists race into a room, grabbing handrailing

bolted over head. They swing like monkeys across

the ceiling just as a S.W.A.T. guy charges into the

room behind them.

CLOSE ON S.W.A.T. GUY'S BOOTS as he steps onto a floor

covered with upturned nails. Several nails puncture

both boots, the points coming up through the laces.

The S.W.A.T. guy screams and another S.W.A.T. guy

barrels into the room to see what is wrong. He knocks

the first guy face-first into the floor o' nails.

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