Tomorrow Never Dies Page #5

(INT. BOND'S MiG) BOND SHOVES THE THROTTLES TO THE FIREBALL AND -

THE VIDEO-WALL - MI-6 SITUATION ROOM -

KA-BOOM!!!! The scene on the screen erupts in a GIANT EXPLOSION -

then turns to video-snow. Is Bond alive? No one in London knows.

HIGH ANGLE - THE AIR BASE -

The FIREBALL grows and grows, a raging hell. And just when it seems

no one could possibly survive: BOND'S MiG ROCKETS OUT OF THE FLAMES!!

INT. BOND'S MiG -

Bond thinks he's safe. Sound. Until -

MiG-2 FLIES OUT OF THE FIREBALL -

Cannons blazing at 007. A hail of metal and tracers.

INT./EXT. BOND'S MIG -

Bond goes into evasive maneuvers - jinks right, jinks left - when,

suddenly, THE COPILOT REVIVES, and starts trying to STRANGLE Bond

with a METAL LANYARD. Struggling, Bond HEARS a THIN HIGH-PITCHED

TONE -

INT./EXT. MIG-2

The pilot has locked onto Bond's MiG. Boom! TWO HEAT-SEEKING

MISSILES roar away.

INT./EXT. BOND'S MIG -

Fighting the garrote, Bond KICKS THE THROTTLES forward and PULLS BACK

ON THE YOKE. The MiG goes into a spine crushing climb as -

THE TWO HEAT SEEKING MISSILES FOLLOW HIM, LOOPING UPWARD.

INT. MIG-2 -

Bond's MiG has disappeared from the pilot's view: Not in front. Not

on the left. Not on the right. Where did he go? The pilot looks up:

BOND'S MIG APPEARS, FLYING INVERTED, COCKPIT DOWN, 10 FEET ABOVE MIG-2.

THE PILOT OF MIG-2 IS STUNNED.

INT./EXT. BOND'S MIG -

Fighting against the garrote, Bond strains to reach a RED BUTTON on

the panel:
COPILOT EJECTOR SEAT.

Bond finally taps it, and - THE BACK HALF OF THE CANOPY BLOWS OFF!

The COPILOT BLASTS OUT OF THE PLANE, DOWNWARD, directly into MIG-2's

cockpit. Bond peels off.

For a second, MiG-2 hangs in the air. Until... BOOM!!! The TWO HEAT

SEEKING MISSILES BLAST IT TO SMITHEREENS.

Back in MiG-1, Bond fiddles with the radio.

MI-6 - SITUATION ROOM -

BOND'S VOICE

Seven to base. I have a full

house. Your bid.

The situation room erupts in cheers.

RETURN ON BOND IN THE MIG -

BOND:

By the way:
Thank the General for all

his "assistance." Over and out.

EXT. BOND'S MIG -

Goes to AFTERBURNERS. And from the fiery glow of the engine, we

DISSOLVE TO:

THE 007 GUN BARREL. MAIN CREDITS.

After credits, fade in on:

EXT. OXFORD COLLEGE - DAY

All ivy and bricks... And a certain Aston-Martin DB-5, parked.

INT. BOOK LINED OFFICE -

Afterglow:
Empty champagne bottle. Rumpled sheets on a sleeper sofa.

Bond is in bed with a smart, IRONIC, (and, yes, stunning,) 30-ish

Chinese woman, JENNY WU. (NOTE: The Chinese here is Mandarin, spelled

phonetically.)

BOND:

(running a finger across her lips)

... And what do you call these?

JENNY WU:

Ja-shwa tsway. These are lips.

BOND:

Indeed they are.

(kisses them, lightly)

Deadly little things.

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