The Killer
 
								 By
							 Walter Hill
 
					 Based on the Hong Kong Action Film by
							 John Woo
 
 
 
 
 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                           l.
 FADE IN:                                                                        
 EXT. LANTAU ISLAND - NIGHT                                                      
                                                                                
 The largest of Hong Kong's outlying islands...                                  
 Rural villages.                                                                 
 Not much evidence of the twentieth century except television aerials --          
 Dominated by a mountain at it's center.                                         
                                                                                
 LANTAU PEAK                                                                     
                                                                                
 A thousand meters high.                                                         
 Remote.                                                                         
 Isolated.                                                                       
 A road winds up through clouds to an ancient Buddhist monastery ~t the top of
 the hill.                                                                       
                                                                                
 INT. PO LIN MONASTERY - NIGHT                                                   
                                                                                
 The walls lined with traditional Buddhist paintings and statues.                
 Thousands of candles illuminate an enormous image of the seated Buddha.         
 A gray robed MONK moves through the room lighting more candles --                
                                                                                
 JEFF                                                                            
                                                                                
 Appears  in   the  doorway.                                                     
 Suit, tie, overcoat, scarf.                                                     
 He removes his shoes.                                                           
 Enters the room.                                                                
                                                                                
 TEMPLE                                                                          
                                                                                
 He walks to the front of the shrine.                                            
 Lights a joss stick, places it on the altar...                                  
 Tums and walks to the back of the room.                                         
 Sits down next to a MAN --                                                       
 Similarly dressed, same age.                                                    
 Chinese.                                                                        
 Carries a briefcase.                                                            
                                                                                
                                                  SIDNEY                         
                             Do you follow the eight fold path?                  
                                                                                
 He hands Jeff the briefcase --                                                   

 4/6/92 D.G., %W.H.                                                      2.
                                                                              
                                        SIDNEY                                 
                   I  used  to  come here  when, I  was very  young. My       
                   Father  brought  me.  He  thought it  was a  place of       
                   perfect tranquility...Do you believe in God?                
                                                                              
                                       JEFF                                    
                                (smiles)                                       
                        Everyone believes in God.                              
                                                                              
                                              SIDNEY                           
                   There are atheists --                                        
                                                                              
                                        JEFF                                   
                     They believe in luck. It's the same thing.                
                                                                              
 Jeff snaps open the briefcase.                                                
                                                                              
 INSERT - INSIDE THE BRIEFCASE                                                 
                                                                              
 A thick layer of sealed packets containing fresh Swiss banknotes.             
 Two 9mm WALTHERS.                                                             
 A photograph of a middle aged CHINESE MAN.                                    
                                                                              
                                       SIDNEY                                  
                   Want to count it?                                           
                                                                              
                                       JEFF                                    
                   I trust you.                                                
                                                                              
                                       SIDNEY                                  
                   You know who he is?                                         
                                                                              
 Jeff knows.                                                                   
                                                                              
                                       SIDNEY                                  
                   You have a problem?                                         
                                                                              
                                                                              e
                                                                              
 Jeff doesn't.                                                                 
 Closes the briefcase.                                                         
                                                                              
                                          SIDNEY                               
                        A very bad man -- Nobody will ever miss him.            
                                                                              
 SOUND OVER - JENNY'S SONG BEGINS:                                             
                                                                              
 A slow, sad, distinctly Chinese song.                                         
 The musical accompaniment is Western.                                         
 Blues guitar.                                                                 
 Keyboards.                                                                    
 The voice is a woman's.                                                       

 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                           3.          
                                                                                         
 JEFF                                                                                     
 As he walks through the temple --                                                         
                                                                                         
 EXT. PO LIN MONASTERY - NIGHT                                                            
                                                                                         
 Jeff comes out the huge doors.                                                           
 Looks off at the city of Hong Kong across the harbor --                                   
 A million lights.                                                                        
 Beautiful, cooly remote...                                                               
                                                                                         
 JEFF - VERY CLOSE                                                                        
                                                                                         
 The look in his eyes --                                                                   
 A moment of contemplation --                                                              
 Tinged with regret?                                                                      
 He turns and moves off as THE SONG continues...                                          
                                                                                         
                                                                      DISSOLVE.           
                                                                                         
 EXT. TSIMSHATSUI DISTRICT - KOWLOON - NIGHT                                              
                                                                                         
 The heart of Hong Kong's night life --                                                    
 A massive NEON EXPLOSION of bars, restaurants, shops, cocktail lounges...                
 Five star luxe class hotels the size of airline terminals.                               
 Nightclubs with lavish floor shows --                                                     
 Chic discos -- every possible kind of restaurant...                                      
                                                                                         
 EXT. WUCHOW DRAGON NIGHT CLUB - NIGHT                                                    
                                                                                         
 On a side street off Nathan road --                                                       
 A small private club.                                                                    
 Rolls', Daimlers, Mercedes parked in front --                                             
 An elegant building with a traditional Chinese facade.                                    
                                                                                         
 INT. WUCHOW DRAGON NIGHT CLUB - NIGHT                                                    
                                                                                         
 Expensively decorated with lacquered furniture, Chinese antiques --                       
 A few knots of men at tables laden with bottles of liquor. Cognac, expensive Scotch...
 Hostesses in Cheong Sams --                                                               
 All nationalities.                                                                       
 Private rooms in back for gambling, opium, deals, sex...                                 
 Against the wall on a platform performing THE SONG;                                       
 A three piece group with a Woman Singer.                                                 
 She is JENNY KWAN.                                                                       
 Late twenties. Beautiful.                                                                
                                                                                         
                                                                                         

 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                     4.     
                                                                              
 JEFF                                                                          
                                                                              
 Dark suit, top coat, silk scarf --                                             
 He declines the hat check.                                                    
                                                                              
 Looks over the room.                                                          
 Sees Jenny for the first time --                                               
                                                                              
 JENNY KWAN                                                                    
                                                                              
 Singing --                                                                     
 For a brief moment their eyes meet --                                          
                                                                              
 VESTIBULE                                                                     
                                                                              
 A HOSTESS approaches Jeff.                                                    
 He follows her through the Main Room past Jenny --                             
 Toward the private cubicles...                                                
                                                                              
 As JENNY'S SONG ENDS --                                                        
                                                                              
 INT. PRIVATE ROOM - WUCHOW DRAGON                                             
                                                                              
 High stakes PAI KAO.                                                          
 The MAN IN THE BRIEFCASE PHOTO, and three others at the table --               
 Big time CHINESE GANGSTERS.                                                   
 And they look it.                                                             
 Tough, cruel, very ugly.                                                      
 BODYGUARDS stand around lean against the walls fill the doorways...           
 No noise except the SLAPPING of the tiles on the table as the game progresses.
                                                                              
 INT. CORRIDOR - WUCHOW DRAGON                                                 
                                                                              
 The Hostess speaks quietly to Jeff - indicates down the hallway --             
 then leaves.                                                                  
 Jeff moves down the corridor, eyes the doorways                                 
 Stops near the fourth door...                                                 
 He leans up against the wall outside the room.                                
 Pulls on a pair of thin white gloves.                                         
 Brings one of the WALTHERS up out of his coat --                               
 Knocks lightly on the door.                                                   
 A BODYGUARD cautiously opens the door.                                        
 And the FIREFIGHT BEGINS --                                                    
 Jeff FIRES TWO SHOTS into his stomach.                                        
 Then drives into him, forcing the door open --                                 
 Rolls into the room...                                                        

 4/6/92 D.G., %W.H.                                                           5.      
                                                                                     
 INT. PRIVATE ROOM - WUCHOW DRAGON                                                    
                                                                                     
 Jeff lands on his back, now with a pistol in each hand --                             
 BLOWS AWAY the two GUARDS.                                                           
                                                                                     
 MAN IN THE PHOTO                                                                     
 Reaches for his gun --                                                               
                                                                                     
 JEFF                                                                                 
                                                                                     
 Immediately on his feet with his arms extended in each direction -- A cross with a gun
 at each end.                                                                         
 He looks down the barrel of the pistol in his right hand.                            
 It's trained on the Man In The Photo.                                                
 Without looking he SHOOTS a GUARD drawing a gun behind him.                          
                                                                                     
 MAN IN THE PHOTO                                                                     
                                                                                     
 His gun half drawn --                                                                 
 Staring at the barrel of Jeff s gun pointed at him...                                 
                                                                                     
 JEFF                                                                                 
                                                                                     
 Hesitates...                                                                         
 Then BLASTS a hole in the man's forehead.                                            
 FIRES three more in his chest with the other gun.                                    
 Wheels around and BLOWS AWAY a THUG who has come through the door behind             
 him.                                                                                 
 The SOUND of a SHOTGUN PUMP --                                                        
 Jeff leaps to his right as the SHOTGUN FIRES.                                        
 He avoids the full impact of the BLAST --                                              
 Takes some PELLETS in his back.                                                      
                                                                                     
 SMALL BAR                                                                            
                                                                                     
 The BARTENDER pumps the shotgun for a second BLAST --                                 
 Jeff moves toward him CONTINUOUSLY FIRING both pistols.                              
 Every bullet rips into the Bartender's body.                                         
 His second pellet blast FIRES uselessly into the ceiling.                            
                                                                                     
 JEFF                                                                                 
                                                                                     
 Out of ammunition and targets...                                                     
 He drops both pistols --                                                              
 Starts for the door.                                                                 

 4/6/92 D.G., O'.H.                                                           6.         
                                                                                        
 SMALL BAR                                                                               
                                                                                        
 An already WOUNDED THUG finds life --                                                    
 Goes for the BARTENDER'S SHOTGUN... --                                                   
                                                                                        
 WIDE SHOT                                                                               
                                                                                        
 Jeff sees one of the Thug's PISTOLS on the card table --                                 
 He steps on the edge of the table, catapulting the revolver through the air and into his
 hand!                                                                                   
 Aims and FIRES.                                                                         
                                                                                        
 THUG                                                                                    
 JERKING and TWISTING as the slugs TEAR into him --                                       
                                                                                        
 JEFF                                                                                    
                                                                                        
 Turns and walks to the doorway.                                                         
 Hears a SOUND.                                                                          
 He raises the pistol to fire, stops when he sees...                                     
                                                                                        
 JENNY                                                                                   
                                                                                        
 Standing in the doorway.                                                                
 She freezes.                                                                            
 Jeff s gun pointed at her head --                                                        
                                                                                        
 JEFF & JENNY                                                                            
                                                                                        
 He holds the gun on her.                                                               
 A BULLET SPLINTERS the door jamb beside his head.                                       
 She jumps out of the way.                                                               
 Jeff BLASTS a THUG in the distance behind her --                                         
                                                                                        
 INT. CORRIDOR - WUCHOW DRAGON                                                           
                                                                                        
 Jenny runs down the corridor back toward the main room of the club...                   
 Jeff gaining on her from behind --                                                       
 He Tackles her just as ANOTHER THUG FIRES a blast --                                      
 Intended for him --                                                                      
 It would have hit her...                                                                
 From the floor Jeff BLASTS the THUG before he can fire again --                          
 Jenny struggles to get up --                                                             
 ANOTHER THUG with a gun appears en the other side of her.                               
 Jeff shoots across Jenny's face --                                                       

 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                            7.
                                                                                 
 JENNY - IN JEFF'S ARMS                                                           
                                                                                 
 The MUZZLE FLASH of the gun firing --                                             
 An inch in front of her eyes...                                                  
                                                                                 
 THUG                                                                             
 Killed instantly                                                                 
                                                                                 
 JENNY & JEFF                                                                    
                                                                                 
 Jenny SCREAMING...                                                               
 Thrashing around, violently, blindly --                                           
 Blood pouring from her eyes.                                                     
 Jeff tries to hold her down --                                                    
 She struggles away from him --                                                    
 Never stops SCREAMING.                                                           
 Jeff holds her down, bandages her eyes with his silk scarf.                      
 She SCREAMS, SCREAMS, SCREAMS again...                                           
 He holds on to her -- then lets go -- moves off --                                  
 Face contorted in grief.                                                         
                                                                                 
                                                                     DISSOLVE.
                                                                                 
 INT. PO LIN MONASTERY - LANTAU ISLAND - NIGHT                                    
                                                                                 
 The face of the Buddha fills the screen...                                       
 Serene, immutable.                                                               
 Jeffs SCREAM echoes o.s.                                                         
                                                                                 
 JEFF                                                                             
                                                                                 
 Stripped to the waist.                                                           
 Lying on his stomach --                                                           
 He SCREAMS AGAIN in agony...                                                     
                                                                                 
 TEMPLE                                                                           
                                                                                 
 Behind Jeff, Sidney works with a forceps --                                       
 Pulling a slug out of his back.                                                  
 Clunk.                                                                           
 Drops the pellet in a bowl held by a GRAY-ROBED NUN with a shaved head.          
 It isn't the only slug in the bowl.                                              
                                                                                 
                                       SIDNEY                                     
                             They took her to the Royal Hong Kong. Straight to
                             Emergency. I know a woman who works there. We        
                             can find out how she's doing.                        
                                                                                 
                                                   JEFF                           
                             You've already talked to her?                        

 4/6/92 D.G.. V'.H.                                                           8.
                                                                               
                                               SIDNEY                           
                                                                               
                           Yes. She says her condition doesn't seem very good.
                                                                               
                                                                     DISSOLVE.
                                                                               
 INT. ROYAL HONG KONG HOSPITAL  WARD -  JENNY'S FACE                            
                                                                               
 Hands remove the gauze bandages covering her eyes.                             
 The area around them is black and bruised, scabbed.                            
 She tries to focus --                                                           
 Panic begins when she realizes she can't see --                                 
                                                                               
                                               JENNY                            
                        I can't see...                                          
                                                                               
                                            DOCTOR V.O.                         
                        ...the impact from the bullet exploding out of the      
                        gun...                                                  
                                                                               
                                               JENNY                            
                        I can't see.                                            
                                                                               
                                                     DOCTOR V.O.                
                                 ...may have damaged the optic --                
                                                                               
                                               JENNY                            
                        Will I be blind?                                        
                                                                               
 WIDER                                                                          
                                                                               
 She turns, faces the doctor, a nurse --                                         
 And hovering not too far away...SERGEANT CHANG.                                
                                                                               
                                               DOCTOR                           
                       Can you see anything?                                    
                                                                               
                                               JENNY                            
                       Light. Shapes. Everything's blurred. Nothing's           
                       clear.                                                   
                                                                               
                                              DOCTOR                            
                       It may only be temporary. It depends on the              
                       amount of damage to the optic nerve...                   
                                                                               
                                             JENNY                              
                       Will I be blind?                                         
                                                                               
                                               DOCTOR                           
                       There's no way to tell right now.                        
                                                                               
 Jenny begins to quietly weep...                                                
                                                                               
                                               CHANG                            
                       I'm Sergeant Chang from the police. Did you see the      
                       man who did this to you?                                 

 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                        9.
                                                                             
 Her face changes as she remembers --                                          
                                                                             
                                                CHANG                         
                          Could you describe him?                             
                                                                             
 SUBLIMINAL SHOT - JEFF                                                       
                                                                             
 As Jenny remembers him.                                                      
 Jeff standing full front --                                                   
 Both hands hang at his sides...                                               
 He raises the hand with a PISTOL.                                            
 Levels it straight at CAMERA.                                                
 FIRES.                                                                       
 A WASH OF BLOOD seeps across the screen --                                    
                                                                             
 INT. ROYAL HONG KONG HOSPITAL WARD - JENNY                                   
 She covers her face with her hands...                                        
                                                JENNY                         
                          Please leave me alone.                              
                                                                             
                                                CHANG                         
                          I'm sorry...                                        
                                                                             
                                                JENNY                         
                           Please.                                            
                                                                             
 Chang just looks at her.                                                     
                                                                             
                                                                 DISSOLVE.
                                                                             
 EXT. STREET - WANCHAI DISTRICT - NIGHT                                       
                                                                             
 A blitz of NEON.                                                             
 Bars and clubs.                                                              
 Wanchai is the older decaying sister of the Tsimshatsui District --           
 A little worn under the garish make-up.                                       
                                                                             
 JENNY SINGS O.S.                                                             
 The same SONG from earlier...                                                
                                                                             
                                                TITLE: SIX MONTHS LATER.      
                                                                             
 INT. PALE FLOWER COCKTAIL LOUNGE - WANCHAI - NIGHT                           
                                                                             
 A small bar with a few simple wooden tables.                                 
 Indifferent decor.                                                           

 4/6/92 D.G.. M/.H.                                                           10.
                                                                                  
 Jenny accompanies herself on an electric keyboard.                                
 Wears dark glasses...                                                             
                                                                                  
 JEFF                                                                              
                                                                                  
 sits alone at a table.                                                            
 Nursing a drink.                                                                  
 Watching her --                                                                    
 As the K)NG continues...                                                          
                                                                                  
 EXT. KAI TAK AIRPORT - DAY                                                        
                                                                                  
 A 747 bumps down on the tarmac.                                                   
 Taxis to the terminal --                                                          
                                                                                  
 INT. TERMINAL - PASSPORT CONTROL - KAI TAK - DAY                                  
                                                                                  
 Chang and a UNIFORMED COP wait by the passport control desk.                      
 The Uniform directs Chang's attention to A BLACK MAN in a dark suit.              
 Chang approaches him.                                                             
                                                                                  
                                        CHANG                                      
                                   Excuse me, are you F.B.I. Agent Lee?            
                                                                                  
                                                   LEE                             
                            How'd you guess?                                       
                                                                                  
                                                   CHANG                           
                            Welcome to Hong Kong. I hope you will have a           
                            productive visit.                                      
                                                                                  
                                                   LEE                             
                            Thank you. I look forward to getting acquainted.       
                                                                                  
                                                  CHANG                            
                            Your first visit to Hong Kong?                         
                                                                                  
                                                   LEE                             
                            Yes. My first time here.                               
                                                                                  
                                                   CHANG                           
                            My superiors are looking forward to meeting you.       
                                                                                  
                                                   LEE                             
                            It will be my pleasure, I'm sure.                      
                                                                                  
 This completes the official bullshit.                                             
 They look at one another.                                                         
 Smile.                                                                            

 4/6/92 D.G.. V/.H.                                                            I l.       
                                                                                         
 INT. ROYAL HONG KONG POLICE HQ - SUPERINTENDENT ROGERS'                                 

 OFFICE - DAY                                                                             
                                                                                         
 The space still feels grandly colonial.                                                  
 Overhead fans.                                                                          
 Parquet floors.                                                                          
 ROGERS sits behind his desk, examining Lee's credentials.                                
 English, middle aged.                                                                    
 Uniformed.                                                                               
                                                                                         
                                               ROGERS                                     
                          I've been asked to give you all the help I can. I'm             
                          afraid that will be very little. We have rather a lot of         
                          our own problems just at the moment.                            
                                                                                         
                                               LEE                                        
                          The man in the picture is wanted on Federal charges             
                          in the United States.                                           
                                                                                         
 He points to a PHOTOGRAPH in the dossier in front of Rogers.                             
 Rogers picks it up.                                                                      
                                                                                         
 INSERT - PHOTOGRAPH                                                                      
 A candid shot of Jeff in a restaurant --                                                  
                                                                                         
 OFFICE                                                                                   
 Rogers drops the photo.                                                                  
                                               ROGERS                                     
                          As I told you on the telephone, neither his name nor            
                          his picture shows up on our computer.                           
                                                                                         
                                               LEE                                        
                          Our sources say that he's living in Hong Kong...                
                                                                                         
 Rogers is reading the file.                                                              
                                                                                         
                                               ROGERS                                     
                          He's charged with "depriving a citizen of his civil             
                          rights"..? You'll pardon me, but this seems a rather            
                          trivial offense...                                               
                                                                                         
                                               LEE                                        
                          He deprived this citizen of his civil rights by putting         
                          seven bullets in his head and body.                              
                                                                                         
                                                  ROGERS                                  
                          I'm told there are hundreds of murders a day in your            
                          country. What's so special about this one to take you           
                          so far out of your jurisdiction?                                

 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                        12.
                                                                               
                                     LEE                                        
                                                                               
                This particular citizen was a politician. Corrupt,              
                Mafia connected, a drug trafficker, but a politician.           
                So the Bureau does not want to appear unenthusiastic            
                in the pursuit of his killer.                                   
                                                                               
                                     ROGERS                                     
                You'll pardon my own lack of enthusiasm.                        
                                                                               
                                       LEE                                      
                We also believe he is a contract killer with at least           
                twenty-five notches on his gun.                                 
                                                                               
                                         ROGERS                                 
                              (perfunctory)                                     
                Not a bad number. You'll find killers for hire are              
                rather common in Hong Kong...Of course we'll help               
                you in any way we can.                                          
                                                                               
                                     LEE                                        
                I'll try not to be a burden.                                    
                                                                               
                                     ROGERS                                     
                Please remember you have neither authority nor                  
                jurisdiction here, which means if you do find him,               
                you will inform us and we will decide what action, if           
                any, is to be taken. You are not to apprehend him in            
                any way yourself. Do you understand me?                         
                                                                               
                                     LEE                                        
                Perfectly.                                                    
                                                                               
                                     ROGERS                                     
                       And I'll have your gun.                                  
                                                                               
                                         LEE                                    
                I don't carry it on social occasions.                           
                                                                               
                                       ROGERS                                   
                You will not carry a gun on any occasion in the                 
                Colony.                                                         
                                                                               
                                           LEE                                  
                       I wouldn't dream of it.                                  
                                                                               
       This actually gets a smile from Rogers.                                  
                                                                               
                                     ROGERS                                     
                As you're here, there is something you could do for             
                us. If you'd like..?                                            
                                                                               
                                     LEE                                        
                              (smiles)                                          
                I hope ii doesn't involve carrying a gun.                        
                                                                               
 Rogers is already speaking into intercom.                                      

 4/6/92 D.G.. W.H.                                             13.
                                                                  
                                    ROGERS                         
                 Ask Sergeant Chang to come in, please.            
                                                                  
 INT. PALE FLOWER NIGHTCLUB - WANCHAI - NIGHT                      
                                                                  
 Another night.                                                    
 Jenny sings ANOTHER SONG.                                         
 There is an oversized brandy snifter on top of her keyboard.      
 Across the way Jeff stands at the bar, watching her.              
 He finishes his drink.                                            
 Approaches Jenny.                                                 
 Jeff puts a wad of bills in the snifter --                         
 Lingers a moment.                                                 
 She feels his presence.                                           
 Turns her dead eyes in his direction.                             
                                                                  
                                    JENNY                          
                    Do you have a request?                         
                                                                  
                                      JEFF                         
                 I'm sorry. I only speak English.                  
                                                                  
                                    JENNY                          
                 Do you wish a request?                            
                                                                  
 He can't answer.                                                  
 Moves away.                                                       
                                                                  
 EXT. STREET - WANCHAI - NIGHT                                     
                                                                  
 Some of the other clubs on the street are already closed.         
 Others are closing.                                               
 Jeff comes out of the Pale Flower.                                
 Lights a cigarette.                                               
 Moves off down the street.                                        
                                                                  
 INT. PALE FLOWER NIGHTCLUB - WANCHAI - NIGHT                      
                                                                  
 Jenny is packing up to leave.                                     
 She takes the money from the snifter.                             
 Puts it in her purse.                                             
 A WAITER tries to help her to the door --                          
                                                                  
                                        JENNY                      
                 It's all right, I can manage by myself.
                                   WAITER                          
                 Do you have a ride home?                          
                                                                  
                                     JENNY                         
                 There's a cab stand at the end of the street.

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                                          WAITER                     
          Wait a minute. I'll walk with you..
                                                                    
                                          JENNY                      
                   Please. I'll be all right by myself.
                                                                    
 She knows the way out.                                              
 No need for the white cane she carries.                             
                                                                    
 EXT. STREET - WANCHAI - NIGHT                                       
                                                                    
 Jenny  comes   out  of   the  nightclub.                            
 Turns  left  and  starts up  the street.                            
 Now she needs the cane --                                            
                                                                    
 Behind her a MOTORCYCLE comes slowly up the street.                 
 TWO RIDERS.                                                         
 They trail her for a moment.                                        
 Speed up --                                                          
 The passenger GRABS Jenny's bag.                                    
 Knocks her over.                                                    
 The Driver accelerates...                                           
 Gets about ten feet. Jeff suddenly appears out of the shadows --     
 A FLYING KICK sends Driver and Passenger sprawling.                 
 The motorcycle CRASHES into a flower stand --                        
                                                                    
 JEFF                                                                
                                                                    
 Pounces on the Kid with Jenny's bag                                 
 Grabs the bag as the Driver runs off.
 Jeff indicates the other Kid should follow him --                    
 He does.                                                            
 And fast.                                                           
                                                                    
 JENNY                                                               
                                                                    
 On her hands and knees groping for her cane --                       
 Jeff comes over to her.                                             
 Tries to help her up --                                              
 She thinks it's one of the muggers --                                
 Wrenches free.                                                      
                                                                    
                                               JENNY                 
                            Help! Get away from me.                 
                                                                    
                                         JEFF                        
                        Wait...                                      
                                                                    
 She finds her cane and swings it at him.                            
 He catches it.                                                      
 Then grabs her hands.                                               

 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                              15.
                                                                     
                                            JEFF                      
                         I m trying to help you.                      
                                                                     
 She stops struggling.                                                
                                                                     
                                           JENNY                      
                I'm sorry.                                            
                                                                     
                                           JEFF                       
                Are you all right?                                    
                                                                     
 He hands her her bag.                                                
                                                                     
                                           JENNY                      
                Thank you. Is this my bag?                            
                                                                     
                                           JEFF                       
                                                                     
                Yes. A couple of guys on a motorcycle tried to take
                it. They're gone now.                                 
                                                                     
                                           JENNY                      
                You got it back?                                      
                                                                     
                                     JEFF                             
                   It's all over now. Can I take you home?            
                                                                     
                                           JENNY                      
                Thank you, but you've done enough for me already --
                                                                     
 Starts to move off.                                                  
 He falls into step next to her --                                     
                                                                     
                                           JEFF                       
                Then, maybe you can reward me by letting me take      
                you home.                                             
                                                                     
                                           JENNY                      
                You were in the club. You spoke to me, left me        
                money --                                               
                                                                     
                                           JEFF                       
                I come a lot to hear you sing --                       
                                                                     
 She takes his arm.                                                   
 They move down the street.                                           
                                                                     
                                           JENNY                      
                You're an American?                                   
                                                                     
                                           JEFF                       
                From New York. It's almost the same thing. My         
                name is Jeff.                                         

 4/6/92 D.G.. W.H.                                                  16.
                                                                        
                                                 JENNY                   
                               You speak no Cantonese?                   
                                                                        
                                          JEFF                           
                             Twenty or thirty words...                   
                                                                        
                                                 JENNY                   
                Then you don't understand the songs?                     
                                                                        
                                          JEFF                           
                It's probably better that way. Here's the car.           
                                                                        
 A BMW 850.                                                              
 He opens the door and helps her into the car.                           
 It's difficult for her.                                                 
                                                                        
                                                 JENNY                   
                           I hate being so helpless...                   
                                                                        
 He adjusts the safety belt around her.                                  
                                                                        
                                          JENNY                          
                I hate it. I'll never get used to it.                    
                                                                        
 As he closes the door --                                                 
                                                                        
 INT. JENNY'S APARTMENT - MONGKOK DISTRICT - KOWLOON -                   
 NIGHT                                                                   
                                                                        
 The apartment is simple and spare.                                      
 A piano.                                                                
 Sophisticated sound system.                                             
 Jeff opens the door and turns on a LIGHT --                              
                                                                        
                                          JEFF                           
                Would you like me to have a look around? Just to be      
                safe?                                                    
                                                                        
                                          JENNY                          
                Thank you. Coming home alone still scares me.            
                                                                        
                                          JEFF                           
                Don't you have a boyfriend?                              
                                                                        
                                          JENNY                          
                I got rid of him. I feel sorry enough for myself. I      
                didn't need any more help.                               
                                                                        
 Jeff looks around the apartment.                                        
 Stops near a high table.                                                
 Looks at some photographs of Jenny --                                    
 Winning a talent contest.                                               

 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                     17.
                                                                          
 Playing tennis.                                                           
 An album cover.                                                           
 It's painful for him.                                                     
                                                                          
                                          JEFF                             
                   You sure that's the way he felt?                        
                                                                          
                                          JENNY                            
                   It's the way I felt... Would you like something to      
                   drink? I think I have some brandy.                      
                                                                          
                                          JEFF                             
                   I don't want to keep you up.                            
                                                                          
                                          JENNY                            
                                                                          
                   You won't be. Please have a drink. I'll have one too.
                                                                          
 She has moved to a cabinet and is fumbling among the bottles.             
                                                                          
                                          JEFF                             
                   I can get it.                                           
                                                                          
                                          JENNY                            
                   It might be better. At least you'll know what you're
                   getting. I'm still not too good at fumbling in the      
                   dark.                                                   
                                                                          
 He moves to the cabinet.                                                  
                                                                          
                                          JEFF                             
                   You can't see at all?                                   
                                                                          
                                          JENNY                            
                   I can see light. Shapes.                                
                                                                          
 He's poured two snifters of cognac.                                       
 Gives her one.                                                            
 Jenny lifts the glass to toast him.                                       
                                                                          
                                          JENNY                            
                                   (smiles)                                
                   'Brighter days ahead.                                   
                                                                          
 They drink.                                                               
                                                                          
                                          JEFF                             
                   Isn't there anything that can be done? An operation     
                   or something?                                           
                                                                          
                                          JENNY                            
                   No. The optic nerve is damaged. They say it might       
                   heal by itself, but it might not.                       
                                                                          
 On the nearby coat rack Jeff sees his scarf --                             
 From the night of the shooting.                                           

 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                   18.
                                                                         
 Blood stained.                                                           
 He touches it...                                                         
                                                                         
                                         JENNY                            
                   Wouldn't you like to sit down?                         
                                                                         
 He doesn't move.                                                         
                                                                         
                                         JENNY                            
                          You're looking at the scarf, aren't you?        
                                                                         
                                            JEFF                          
                             The bloodstains are yours?                   
                                                                         
                                                JENNY                     
                   The man who did this to me used it to bandage me.      
                                                                         
                                         JEFF                             
                   Why do you keep it?                                    
                                                                         
                                         JENNY                            
                   I keep momentos of all the big events in my life.      
                                                                         
 Jeff doesn't have much to say to this.                                   
                                                                         
                                         JENNY                            
                                                                         
                   I'm sorry I'm so bitter, but I can't stop myself --     
                   I should be brave and cheerful. Positive and op-       
                   timistic. But, I don't feel any of that. Maybe I will
                   sometime, but not now. I'm blind and depressed and     
                   bad tempered. Good company, don't you think?           
                                                                         
                                         JEFF                             
                      I was never crazy about brave and cheerful.         
                                                                         
 He sits down next to her.                                                
                                                                         
                                         JENNY                            
                   I haven't seen my face in six months. I wonder if I've
                   lost my looks.                                         
                                                                         
                                         JEFF                             
                             You don't have to worry.                     
                                                                         
                                                JENNY                     
                   Are you feeling sorry for me or taking advantage of
                   me?                                                    
                                                                         
                                         JEFF                             
                   Both.                                                  
                                                                         
 He kisses her.                                                           
 She accepts the kiss.                                                    
 Seems to enjoy it.                                                       
 Then suddenly pulls back...                                              

 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                  19.
                                                                         
                                          JENNY                           
                I think you should go.                                    
                                                                         
 She stands. So does he.                                                  
                                                                         
                                          JEFF                            
                Can I see you again?                                      
                                                                         
                                                 JENNY                    
                             No. It's not a good idea.                    
                                                                         
                                          JEFF                            
                I'd like to.                                              
                                                                         
                                          JENNY                           
                I sing every night in a bar. You can see me there.        
                                                                         
                                          JEFF                            
                Okay. I'll see you tomorrow.                              
                                                                         
 Moves to the door.                                                       
 Looks back and smiles.                                                   
 Realizes it's a smile she'll never see.                                  
 Turns and goes.                                                          
                                                                         
 EXT. STREET - ABERDEEN DISTRICT - NIGHT                                  
 A white Daimler rolling along a quiet, narrow street --                   
                                                                         
 INT. DAIMLER - CHANG - LEE                                               
                                                                         
 Chang drives.                                                            
 Lee practices shoving a speed loader into a .357 Magnum.                 
                                                                         
                                      CHANG                               
                 It's perfect. Eddy'll never make you for a cop.          
                                                                         
                                          LEE                             
                          You don't think I look like a police officer?
                                                                         
                                              CHANG                       
                Not like a local cop anyway.                              
                                                                         
                                          LEE                             
                Your man Eddy is a pretty bad boy?                        
                                                                         
                                          CHANG                           
                Not just bad. Insane. And no problem pulling the          
                trigger.                                                  
                                                                         
                                          LEE                             
                Great. Tell me about him. Make me hate him.               
                                                                         
                                                                        !
                                                                         
                                                                        t

 4/6/92 D.G., %W.H.                                                20.
                                                                       
                                  CHANG                                 
                                                                       
                He's the local front man for the Chinese military.      
                They've supplied guns to every terrorist organization
                you can think of. Sikhs, Tamils, Khmer Rouge...         
                                                                       
                                  LEE                                   
                And who do I represent?                                 
                                                                       
                                     CHANG                              
                  Unspecified. You're just a businessman. If            
                 something~ goes wrong, don't give it a second           
                 thought. Shoot first and ask questions later.          
                                                                       
                                  LEE                                   
                What's going to go wrong?                               
                                                                       
 EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - DOWNTOWN HONG KONG - NIGHT                    
                                                                       
 The shell of a fifty story skyscraper.                                 
 Deserted for the night.                                                
 A VAN is parked on the street in front.                                
                                                                       
 Blackened rear windows.                                                
 TWO MEN visible.                                                       
 Smoking cigarettes as they wait.                                       
 The Daimler pulls up.                                                  
 The van turns on its HEADLIGHTS.                                       
 Lee and Chang get out of Daimler.                                      
 EDDY and a THUG get out of the van.                                    
                                                                       
                                  CHANG                                 
                Eddy. sorry we're late.                                 
                                                                       
                                  EDDY                                  
                This the customer?
                                  CHANG                                 
                Tony Lee say hello to Eddy.                             
                                                                       
 Eddy and Tony shake hands. Eddy laughs.                                
                                                                       
                                  EDDY                                  
                Lee, huh?                                               
                                                                       
 A quick burst of Cantonese from Eddy to his companion.                 
 -- Evidently a joke.                                                    
                                                                       
                                  LEE                                   
                What's so funny?                                        

 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                         21.
                                                                                  
                                       CHANG                                       
                                                                                  
                  This guy's name is Li. Eddy says maybe he's our                  
                  cousin.                                                          
                                                                                  
                                       LEE                                         
                  More likely my brother. My old man got around                    
                  pretty good.                                                     
                                                                                  
 Chang translates.                                                                 
 Everybody but Li laughs.                                                          
 Quick, nervous laughs.                                                            
                                                                                  
                                       EDDY                                        
                  Let's see the money.                                             
                                                                                  
 Chang opens the briefcase.                                                        
 Shows it to Eddy.                                                                 
 Lined with MONEY.                                                                 
 He takes a packet out --                                                           
 Tosses it to Eddy.                                                                
                                                                                  
                                       CHANG                                       
                  Now, let's see the guns.                                         
                                                                                  
 Eddy POUNDS on the hood of the van.                                               
 The rear door opens.                                                              
 TWO HENCHMEN get out.                                                             
 Both carrying suitcases --                                                         
 They put them on the ground.                                                      
 Open them.                                                                        
 Assault rifles, automatic weapons, pistols...                                     
 Lots of guns.                                                                     
 Lee goes over to examine them.                                                    
 Picks up a hand gun.                                                              
 Puts it through a quick inspection: trigger action magazine, chamber ejection... -
                                                                                  
 A warning NOISE from Li --                                                         
 The Henchmen quickly pack up the bags.                                             
 A TRAFFIC COP on a MOTORCYCLE pulls up.                                           
                                                                                  
                                          COP                                      
                      What's going on here'                                      
                                      CHANG                                        
                  Nothing. Just a little reunion.                                  
                                                                                  
                                          COP                                      
                        What's in the suitcases?                                   
                                                                                  
                                       CHANG                                       
                  Ladies underwear.  The spring line.
                                       COP                                         
                  Let's have a look.                                               

 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                      22.
 Chang takes out his wallet.                                                
                                                                            
                                              CHANG                          
                            Officer, do we really...                          
                                                                            
                                                COP                          
                      Open 'em up. Now!                                      
                                                                            
 Eddy bends to open the suitcase.                                            
 Suddenly turns.                                                             
 Pulls a PISTOL out of his waist band --                                      
 BLASTS the cop!                                                             
 Chang SHOUTS at him --                                                       
 Eddy turns the gun on Chang.                                                
                                                                            
                                                  EDDY                       
                                                                            
                      What the fuck is this?! A set up?! You trying to set
                      me up?! You a cop?!                                    
                                                                            
 He sticks the gun right up Chang's nose.                                    
                                                                            
                                           CHANG                             
                         What are you talking about?! You know me!           
                                                                            
                                             EDDY                            
                      I don't know you from shit!                            
                                                                            
 Eddy's friends have their guns out.                                         
 Two cover Lee.                                                              
 The  other levels  down on  Chang --                                         
                                                                            
                                             CHANG                           
                      I'm no cop.                                            
                                                                            
                                          LEE                                
                       Cut this shit out and let's do business.              
                                                                            
                                             EDDY                            
                      Sure. Here's how this deal is going to work. I take
                      the money~ keep the guns, and kill you. How does       
                      that sound~                                            
                                                                            
 Before he's got the last words out --                                        
 Lee KICKS the legs out from one Thug,                                       
 Throws the other one into Eddy --                                            
 Dives to the ground.                                                        
 The Thug covering Chang SHOOTS at Lee.                                      
 Misses.                                                                     
 Chang draws and BLASTS him.                                                 
 Lee rolls and comes up, gun in hand --                                       
 BLASTING.                                                                   
 One Thug takes a bullet sandwich while firing at Lee --                      
 Chang jumps on Eddy....                                                     
 Thug #3 SHOOTS Chang in the leg, then BLAM! BLAM!                           

 4/6/92 D.G., %W.H.                                                         23.
                                                                               
 Takes two bullets from Lee.                                                    
 The big slugs death-dance him backward.                                        
 Eddy takes off running --                                                     
 Lee checks on Chang, moving quickly to his side.                               
                                                                               
                                                CHANG                           
                                                                               
                         I'm all right! Get him! Kill that fucker! Kill him!!
                                                                               
 Lee takes off after Eddy --                                                     
                                                                               
 EDDY                                                                           
                                                                               
 Running down the street.                                                       
 Hears FOOTSTEPS                                                                
 Turns.                                                                         
 Lee chasing him.                                                               
 Gaining on him.                                                                
 Eddy FIRES a wild shot.                                                        
 He turns a corner --                                                            
                                                                               
 LEE                                                                            
                                                                               
 Full stride --                                                                  
 Races around the same comer...                                                 
                                                                               
 EXT. STREET - DOWNTOWN HONG KONG - NIGHT                                       
                                                                               
 Cars, people, lights.                                                          
 Eddy twenty yards away.                                                        
 Kneeling in the firing position.                                               
 Aims, FIRES.                                                                   
 Lee hits the pavement.                                                         
 Eddy FIRES again.                                                              
 Then runs into a crowded intersection --                                        
 Lee chases...                                                                  
                                                                               
 INTERSECTION - CITY STREETS - DOWNTOWN HONG KONG                               
                                                                               
 More TRAFFIC.                                                                  
 Cars, buses, trucks, pedestrians --                                             
 Lee runs into the intersection.                                                
 No sign of Eddy.                                                               
 Hundreds of Chinese faces.                                                     
 But only one black man with a gun...                                           
 People scatter out of his way --                                                
 He sees...                                                                     
                                                                               
 EDDY                                                                           
 Boarding a CROWDED STREETCAR --                                                 

 4/6/92 D.G., %W.H.                                  24.
                                                       
 LEE                                                    
                                                       
 Runs toward the streetcar --                            
 People cutting him a wide swath...                     
                                                       
 STREETCAR                                              
                                                       
 It moves off down the track.                           
 Eddy looks out the window.                             
 Sees Lee running toward the streetcar.                 
 He'll never make it.                                   
 Eddy sits down next to A MIDDLE-AGED COUPLE.           
 Safe.                                                  
                                                       
 LEE                                                    
                                                       
 The streetcar pulling away from him.                   
 He turns on the speed.                                 
 Chases down the track.                                 
 Running like hell.                                     
 Catches it. Jumps on the back platform.                
                                                       
 INT. STREETCAR                                         
                                                       
 Lee comes into the car.                                
 Gun out.                                               
                                                       
 LEE'S POV                                              
                                                       
 Terrified people trying to get out of his way.         
 He sights Eddy now cringing behind a WOMAN.             
 Reaching for his pistol.                               
                                                       
 LEE                                                    
                                                       
 Raises his gun.                                        
 Takes careful aim.                                     
 People SCREAMING.                                      
                                                       
                                            LEE         
                           Freeze!                      
                                                       
 EDDY                                                   
                                                       
 Grabs the Woman as a shield with one hand.             
 Raises the gun with the other.                         

 4/6/92 D.G., ~W.H.                                                    25.     
                                                                                
 LEE                                                                             
                                                                                
 Shoots.                                                                         
                                                                                
 EDDY R WOMAN                                                                    
                                                                                
 The bullet SLAMS Eddie in the head.                                             
 He drops the gun and the Woman.                                                 
 Blown backward on to a seat --                                                   
 The Woman falls to the floor --                                                  
 Her body constricts.                                                            
 Shock.                                                                          
 Convulsions.                                                                    
 Coronary.                                                                       
                                                                                
 STREETCAR                                                                       
                                                                                
 Lee makes sure Eddy's dead.                                                     
 Immediately begins giving the woman CPR.                                        
 Pounds on her chest.                                                            
                                                                                
 Breathes into her mouth and nose.                                               
 People standing around frozen --                                                 
                                                                                
                                                  LEE                            
                          Help me! Goddammit! Help me!                           
                                                                                
 As a WOMAN kneels to aid him --                                                  
                                                                                
 INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - ROYAL HONG KONG POLICE H.Q. -                            
 DAY                                                                             
                                                                                
                                                                                
                                                                                
 Rogers, Chang and Lee.                                                          
 Several suited POLICE COMMISSIONERS.                                             
                                                                                
                                                  COMMISSIONER                   
                         He should be deported and shipped out on the next       
                         plane.                                                  
                                                                                
                                              ROGERS                             
                           He was on special assignment at my request.           
                                                                                
                                            COMMISSIONER                         
                         We don't have enough cowboys and kung fu killers        
                         of our own? You have to turn some trigger happy          
                         American G-man loose on the streets with a gun?         
                                                                                
                                               ROGERS                            
                             It was in the line of duty...                       

 4/6/92 D.G., V'.H.                                                        26.
                                                                               
                                       COMMISSIONER                             
                                                                               
                On a crowded bus. With a woman directly in his line              
                of fire.                                                        
                                                                               
                                      LEE                                       
                This guy had just killed a cop, shot two innocent               
                bystanders -- More innocent lives were in danger so I             
                shot him. You think I should have waited for him                
                to shoot me? Maybe a few more civilians?                        
                                                                               
                                          COMMISSIONER                          
                The woman died of a heart attack. You might as                
                well have shot her.                                             
                                                                               
                                          ROGERS                                
                Just a moment. He shot one of the  most vicious                 
                criminals in the Colony. That the woman died is                 
                regrettable...                                                  
                                                                               
                                      COMMISSIONER                              
                         (Incredulous)                                          
                Regrettable ..?                                              
                                                                               
                                      ROGERS                                    
                Tragic, if you like, but not due to any irresponsibility        
                or dereliction on his part.                                     
                                                                               
                                          COMMISSIONER                          
                He should never have been on the street with a gun.             
                                                                               
                                      ROGERS                                    
                That was my decision. And I will take full                      
                responsibility for it.                                          
                                                                               
                                      COMMISSIONER                              
                       Yes, you will.                                           
                                                                               
 Silence.                                                                       
 There's nothing else for the Commissioner to say.                              
 Rogers knows it.                                                               
                                                                               
                                      CHANG                                     
                I think he ought to get a medal for killing the son of a        
                bitch.                                                          
                                                                               
 INT. CORRIDOR - ROYAL HONG KONG POLICE H.Q. - DAY                              
 Lee, Chang and Rogers leave the conference room --                              
                                      LEE                                       
                You're a stand up guy. Thanks.                                  

 4/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                      27.
                                                                           
                                      ROGERS                               
                                                                           
                 I didn't mean a word of it. I think you're a fucking       
                 menace to public safety --                                  
                                                                           
                                      LEE                                   
                 Come on. You love me.                                      
                                                                           
                                      ROGERS                                
                 I want you to get your business done and get the hell      
                 out of Hong Kong before there's any more carnage.           
                                                                           
                                       LEE                                  
                     Help me find my man and I'm outta here.                
                                                                           
                                      ROGERS                                
                 Sergeant Chang you are to assist Mr. Lee in any way        
                 you can that does not involve the slaughter of             
                 innocent civilians.                                        
                                                                           
 INT. PALE FLOWER NIGHTCLUB - WANCHAI - NIGHT                               
                                                                           
 Jenny at the piano bar singing.                                            
 Jeff comes through the entrance.                                           
 Walks to a table.                                                          
 Passes Jenny.                                                              
 She seems to sense his presence.                                           
 He takes a seat at the piano bar.                                          
 Close to her.                                                              
 She's aware of him.                                                        
 Knows it's him.                                                            
 She sings to him.                                                          
 The song finishes.                                                         
 A moment...                                                                
 Wen:                                                                       
                                                                           
                                      JEFF                                  
                 How did you know it was me?                                
                                                                           
                                      JENNY                                 
                 I don't know. I just knew. Maybe now that I've lost        
                 my sight, my other senses are getting stronger. I've       
                 heard that's supposed to happen.                           
                                                                           
                                      JEFF                                  
                 They do that in martial arts training. Blindfold you       
                 and make you use your other senses...I saw a lot of        
                 Kung Fu movies when I was a kid.                           

 o/6/92 D.G., W.H.                                                            28.
                                                                                   
 EXT. CITY STREET - WANCHAI - NIGHT                                                 
 Jeff and Jenny walk through the crowded NEON wilderness.--                          
                                              JEFF                                  
                                                                                   
                          Last night you asked me if I felt sorry for you...I do.
                          I feel terrible about what happened to you.               
                                                                                   
 She stops, looks at him                                                            
                                                                                   
                                              JEFF                                  
                          You've already had enough sympathy. I know. You           
                          said that too.                                            
                                                                                   
                                              JENNY                                 
                          Now I'm sorry about the way I talked last night.          
                                                                                   
                                              JEFF                                  
                          Are you going to apologize for feeling sorry for           
                          yourself!                                                 
                                                                                   
                                                 JENNY                              
                          I was. Stupid, huh?                                       
                                                                                   
                                              JEFF                                  
                          Do you want to get back at the one who did it to you?     
                                                                                   
                                              JENNY                                 
                          I'd like to make him blind...                             
                                                                                   
 A moment.                                                                          
                                                                                   
                                              JENNY                                 
                          I think he feels guilty. He tried to help me. After it
                          happened...He didn't do it on purpose.                    
                                                                                   
                                              JEFF                                  
                            Then, you forgive him?                                  
                                                                                   
                                              JENNY                                 
                          No. I don't forgive him...I don't really want to talk     
                          about this anymore.                                       
                                                                                   
 She starts to pull away -- he takes her arm, holds her in place...                  
                                                                                   
                                              JEFF                                  
                          I'm the one. I'm the one who did it. I shot you.          
                                                                                   
                                                 JENNY                              
                          Why do you tell me this? Why did you come back?           
                                                                                   
                                              JEFF                                  
                          I came back because I felt guilty. I'm telling you        
                          because I want you. I want to be with you.                

 4/6/92 D.G.. V'.H.                                                             29.          
                                                                                            
 $he walks away from him -- then stops...After a moment, Jeff again moves tp                 
 her side.                                                                                   
                                                                                            
                                             JENNY                                           
                           You could have stayed with me last night.                         
                                                                                            
                                             JEFF                                            
                          I couldn't...                                                      
                                                                                            
                                               JENNY                                         
                          Why not? It would have been easy. I would have let                 
                          you. I was at the end of my resistance. Should I be                
                          afraid? Maybe you're going to kill me?. I'm the only               
                          witness who saw you.                                               
                                                                                            
                                              JEFF                                           
                          Call the police. I won't stop you.                                 
                                                                                            
                                              JENNY                                          
                          Why did you tell me?                                               
                                                                                            
                                              JEFF                                           
                          I don't feel much. At all. Ever. I'm trained not to.               
                          But...I don't know. I had to tell you. I couldn't                  
                          deceive you. No matter...what.                                     
                                                                                            
                                              JENNY                                          
                          All day today, I remembered. I was hoping to see                   
                          you. I thought maybe you'd come to the bar, but                    
                          then I didn't know.                                                
                                         (sighs)                                             
                          I'm talking to you like I've already slept with you.               
                          You know why?                                                      
                                                                                            
 He shakes his head.                                                                         
                                                                                            
                                              JENNY                                          
                          You've already changed my life more than any man                   
                          I've ever met...                                                   
                                                                                            
 INT. JENNY'S BEDROOM - NIGHT                                                                
 Jeff and Jenny are making love.                                                             
                                              JENNY                                          
                          When you make love, do you close your eyes?                        
                                                                                            
                                              JEFF                                           
                          Sometimes.                                                         

 4/6/92 D.G., O'.H.                                                30.
                                                                      
                                   JENNY                               
                                                                      
                I  always  did.  But  when you  can't  open  them. It's
                not the same. Anyway, I can't  really explain  it yet.
                It's my first  time, you  know. I  mean my  first time
                since...                                               
                                                                      
 He gets out of bed, moves to a cabinet.                               
 Pours two glasses of wine from an open bottle.                        
                                                                      
                                   JENNY                               
                   I thought it was you before you told me.            
                                                                      
                                     JEFF                              
                How?                                                   
                                                                      
                                   JENNY                               
                Wouldn't you know me in the dark? My smell. My         
                presence...?                                           
                                                                      
                                   JEFF                                
                Is that really true? (Hai ma?)                         
                                                                      
                                   JENNY                               
                It's true. (Hai ya).                                   
                                                                      
  He returns to the bed, hands her a glass.                             
                                                                      
                                     JEFF                              
                And you went with me anyway?                           
                                                                      
                                   JENNY                               
                That's all you need to know about me.                  
                                                                      
                                   JEFF                                
                You need to know more about me. I'm a killer. I        
                don't know how to explain it. I'm good at it. I get
                paid well. I decide who I'm going to kill. It's w%at I
                do. It's all I've ever done. Kill people. But I still
                think of myself as a good man. And I want to be        
                with you. Now. Tomorrow. Next week. Next               
                month. Next year.                                      
                                                                      
                                   JENNY                               
                You're in love with me. Yes? But you have to be in     
                love with me to justify hurting someone innocent --     
                                                                      
                                   JEFF                                
                You think that's true?                                 
                                                                      
                                   JENNY                               
                Yes. But its' good. I'll have you forever. You have     
                to live a long time. For me. You owe it to me.          

 4/6/92 D.G., %W.H.                                                     31.        
                                                                                  
 EXT. CITY STREET - WANCHAI - LONG LENS - DAY                                      
                                                                                  
 A compressed vista of cars, pedestrians, taxis, signs, flags, trucks...           
 The teeming city going about its mid-day bustle.                                  
 Sidney, carrying a BROWN LEATHER BRIEFCASE, moves through the crowd.              
 Hops on a groaning, crowded streetcar.                                            
                                                                                  
 INT. MOVING STREETCAR - WANCHAI - DAY                                             
                                                                                  
 Sidney picking his way through the densely packed vehicle as it jerks down the
 crowded boulevard.                                                                
 He stops and grabs a strap next to a MAN READING A NEWSPAPER.                     
 Sets his briefcase down --                                                         
 Next to a similar BRIEFCASE OF BLACK LEATHER at the Man's feet.                   
 The Man reading the newspaper pays no attention to Sidney.                        
 The exit bell RINGS --                                                             
 Many passengers begin to disembark.                                               
 The Man with the newspaper reaches down, grabs Sidney's suitcase and heads for the
 exit...                                                                           
                                                                                  
 SIDNEY                                                                            
                                                                                  
 Watches the man with the newspaper disappear from view through the window as the
 streetcar again lurches forward.                                                  
 Reaches down and picks up the black suitcase.                                     
 Finds a seat.                                                                     
 Puts the suitcase across his lap.                                                 
 Drums his fingers on it for a moment.                                             
 Then lights a cigarette.                                                          
                                                                                  
 EXT. HIGH RISE APARTMENT BUILDING - VICTORIA PEAK - DAY                           
                                                                                  
 Modem.                                                                            
 Glorious view.                                                                    
                                                                                  
 JEFF                                                                              
                                                                                  
 Stands on his terrace.                                                            
 Middle floor.                                                                     
 Looks out on the harbor.                                                          
 SOUND of a BUZZER.                                                                
 He Tums and goes back into the apartment.                                         
                                                                                  
 INT. JEFFS APARTMENT - VICTORIA PEAK - DAY                                        
                                                                                  
 Sparsely furnished.                                                               
 Some antiques.                                                                    
 Khmer Buddhas.                                                                    
 Burmese wall hangings.                                                            

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 Tibetan carpets.                                                              
 Chinese paintings.                                                            
 Jeff walks through the apartment to the front door.                           
 Opens it.                                                                     
 Sidney comes in.                                                              
 Carries the BLACK BRIEFCASE.                                                  
                                                                              
                                                  JEFF                         
                            The briefcase. I guess somebody's got a big        
                            problem.                                           
                                                                              
 Jeff walks into the kitchen.                                                  
                                                                              
                                                  JEFF                         
                            'Want a beer?                                     
                                                                              
                                                  SIDNEY                       
                       Sure.                                                   
                                                                              
        Jeff appears in the kitchen doorway.                                   
                                                                              
                                                  JEFF                         
                                How's the action hand?                         
                                                                              
 Throws a can of beer at S