The turbines WHINE. The fans ROAR. The floater lifts off the snow. The chains rattle and clank as the slack is pulled tight.
THE FLOATER
starts forward. Hovering a foot above the snow on a cushion of air, it begins the long journey south. The chains grow taut. For a moment, the bus refuses to move.
THE TIRES
of the bus are frozen into the snow, rimed in ice.
THE FLOATER
The whine of the turbines grows higher and faster as it strains against its load. Nothing. Until finally
THE ICE ON THE TIRES
cracks, and the big tires begin to roll.
TOM AND CAT
watch as the vehicles start to move, very slowly. A window in the bus opens. Walsh sticks his head out.
WALSH
Hey, Cat …
(off her glare)
You made a liar out of me, pretty lady. I owe you one.
He tosses his warm, heavy, fur-collared parka out of the window at Cat. She catches it, astonished.
WALSH
Keep it. It’s warm where I’m going.
And then the bus is past. Cat stares after it.
TOM
Let’s go. The Captain is waiting.
REVERSE ANGLE—OVER TOM’S SHOULDER
to where the huge, battle-scarred tank waits, its own turbines slowly starting to rev. They walk toward it, Cat shrugging into the parka as she goes.
MATCH DISSOLVE TO
EXT.—BASE CAMP—HOURS LATER
The empty hutches and abandoned vehicles sit forlorn in the snow. The floater, the school bus, and the tank are all gone. Dyana strides over a rise, to where the darklord waits in its palanquin, looking down over the camp. She bows her head to report. Jaele and a sullen Thane listen.
DYANA
A military encampment, my lord. Recently deserted. I found these.
CLOSE ON DYANA’S HAND
as she opens her fist. Inside are two black cylinders.
THANE
Cylinders from the hand cannon.
DYANA
They’ve been stripped of their power cells. Useless.
THANE
But they prove she was here.
RESUME
Within the shadowed darkfield, the alien STIRS angrily.
DARKLORD
And she is gone again!
DYANA
One group went north, another south.
THANE
The next door is north. Cat will run to it.
DARKLORD
Then those who went south are nothing to us. Dyana, take us north.
She BOWS her head in acknowledgment. Thane speaks up.
THANE
My lord, your vehicle is damaged. Travel will be slow. She may reach the door first.
DARKLORD
Pray that she does not, Thane, disgraced, twice-failed. I will have her, or I will have you in her stead.
THANE
Send me ahead, lord. She must go around the mountains. I can take a more direct road, and secure the door.
DARKLORD
Make it so. And do not harm her. She will serve my pleasure, not your empty human pride.
THANE
To hear is to obey.
Thane climbs onto the OUTRIDER on one side of the palanquin, straddling it like a motorcycle. He works a control. The front section of the outrider slides forward and DETACHES from the main vehicle.
DARKLORD
Be warned, dog. There must be no third failure. My mercy is not without limit.
Thane BOWS his head. The outrider takes off across the snow, swift and silent.
CUT TO
EXT.—THE MOUNTAINS—DAY
The tank, hovering on its cushion of air, makes its way north over the wasteland of snow and ice toward the mountains.
INT.—THE TANK—DAY
The interior of the tank is cramped and cold. The vehicle is obviously in bad shape; in b.g. are circuit boards seared by fire, panels torn out, evidence of makeshift repair. The sound of the fans is loud.
The Captain drives. Tom is seated in the turret gunner’s position, Cat huddled at his feet.
TOM
I’ve been thinking. You said it had been twenty-nine years. That would mean your war started in—
THE CAPTAIN
October, 1962. But it was never my war.
TOM
(figures it out)
The Cuban missile crisis … the Soviets never backed down, did they?
The Captain gives a weary shake of his head.
TOM
How bad was it?
THE CAPTAIN
We lost a few cities. Boston, Denver, Washington … but we won. The new president—McNamara, I think it was—he said so. People were dancing in the streets. Flags flying everywhere, victory parades, the second baby boom … God, what fools we were.
TOM
Afterwards … the fallout.
THE CAPTAIN
Poison rains. Crop failures. The survivors swarmed out of the cities, starving. There was no place for them to go. The lights went out all over America.
CAT
Darklords …
TOM
Not here. They did it themselves here. Just men and women …
THE CAPTAIN
The food wars were the worst of it. Once they started there was no stopping them. And all the time the winters were getting longer and colder.
He shakes his head, as if to shake off the memories.
Then, suddenly, a CLAXON sounds. The tank SHAKES. Smoke starts to pour out of an instrument panel. Cat covers her ears against the noise.
The Captain grabs a fire extinguisher, rips off a panel cover, and starts to spray. The fans GRIND and fall silent, and the tank crashes to earth, jarringly. The smoke is thick.
THE CAPTAIN
Lake, pop the hatch. Move it! Before we all suffocate …
EXT.—THE TANK—CONTINUOUS
Smoke POURS from the open hatch as Tom climbs out. He pulls Cat out after him. The Captain comes last, holding a cloth over his face and COUGHING.
TOM
What happened?
CAT
Fire, Toe Mas.
TOM
I figured out that much.
THE CAPTAIN
Some kind of overload. This thing should have been put out of its misery years ago.
TOM
Can we repair it?
The Captain looks around. There’s nothing but mountains, as far as the eye can see. Snow and ice everywhere.
THE CAPTAIN
Do we have a choice?
CUT TO
EXT.—ANOTHER PART OF THE MOUNTAINS—SIMULTA NEOUS
Thane rides the outrider through the foothills. His face is grim and implacable. He is moving very fast, eating up the miles. The mountains loom large ahead of him.
DISSOLVE TO
EXT.—THE TANK—EVENING
The Captain has been working on the tank for hours. Cat sits perched on top of the turret, their sentry. When the Captain emerges, she comes vaulting down to hear.
TOM
How does it look?
The Captain’s face is grim.
THE CAPTAIN
I can jerry-rig something to replace the burnt-out circuit boards. The real problem is this.
He TOSSES something at Tom, who snatches it from the air.
TIGHT ON TOM’S HAND
He’s holding a power cell. It’s dead, blackened.
RESUME
Cat moves close. Tom gives her the dead power cell with a sour look on his face.
THE CAPTAIN
The faulty board caused an overload. We’re going to need an other power cell.
TOM
We don’t have another power cell. There were only two spare cartridges.
Tom looks helplessly out over the barren winterscape.
TOM
Where the hell is the Energizer bunny when you really need him?
THE CAPTAIN
Excuse me?
TOM
Never mind. What do we do now?
They look at each other helplessly.
THE CAPTAIN
We die.
Tom is startled by the sudden despair in the Captain’s tone. If this man is giving up, then the situation must be truly hopeless. The Captain’s voice is weary.
THE CAPTAIN
Funny way to end it, though. I always thought I’d die in battle. A soldier’s death …
(beat)
My father was a soldier, and his father before him. For them it was all about honor and courage, about defending your country from its enemies. Then the war came, and there was no more country, and the enemies I was killing one year turned out to be the people I’d been defending the year before.
(beat)
Nothing was ever right in this war. Not even the dying.
Tom doesn’t know what to say, but Cat does.
CAT
No dying now.
She draws the hand cannon, pops out the cartridge. The last cartridge. She offers it to the Captain. He takes it from her hand solemnly, realizing what it means.
THE CAPTAIN
Without this, your weapon is useless.
TOM
Cat, are you sure?
CAT
Sure.
THE CAPTAIN
You’re leaving yourself defenseless. If your enemies find you … these darklords you’ve told me about … you’ll have no way to fight them.
CAT
Lots of ways. Kicking. Biting. Throwing rocks.
The Captain draws his revolver from its holster, presses it into Cat’s hand.
THE CAPTAIN
Here. There are only four bullets left, but it’s something. Take it.
Cat takes the gun, examines it.
CAT
Something. Better than rocks.
(tucks it away)
Fixing now. Going now.
The Captain turns back to the tank to resume work.
DISSOLVE TO EXT.—CLIFF FACE—NIGHT—ANGLE DOWN
A bitter wind HOWLS across a sheer cliff of rock and ice. The ground is a long way down, the top of the precipice a long way up. A HAND enters frame, grabs a precarious fingerhold. Then Thane pulls himself up into view. His fingers are BLOODY from clawing at the rock, and there is FROST on his face, yet he pushes himself on.
As Thane CLIMBS out of sight, we
DISSOLVE TO
EXT.—MOUNTAIN PASS—THE NEXT DAY
The tank climbs slowly up a steep slope, and STOPS where a narrow pass opens between two high, ice-covered walls of stone. After a moment the hatch opens. Cat scrambles out first. Tom and the Captain are right behind.
Cat stands on top of the tank, exposes the bracelet, and SCANS. The BLUE GLOW is brightest when her fist points straight ahead, through the pass and up the mountain.
CAT
There. That way.
THE CAPTAIN
The pass is too narrow.
He glances up above them, at the looming mountains.
THE CAPTAIN
I don’t like the look of that snow up there. If I try to get the tank through, I could bring down half the mountain.
TOM
Cat, how close is the door?
CAT
Close. Two hex, three hex.
TOM
I think we can make it the rest of the way on foot.
THE CAPTAIN
Then this is it. I need to get back to my people.
TOM
You can come with us.
THE CAPTAIN
This is my world. Besides …
(smiling)
I still think you’re mad.
Tom SMILES. They CLASP hands. Then Tom and Cat jump off into the snow. Their feet drive DEEP FOOTPRINTS as they land. Tom slips and goes down. Cat pulls him to his feet. The Captain watches them walk off up the slope, then shuts the hatch.
MATCH DISSOLVE TO
THE SAME SPOT—AN HOUR LATER—ANGLE ON DYANA
She kneels beside the deep footprints that Cat and Tom left in the snow. She stands.
THE PALANQUIN
floats close behind her. The creature in the darkfield leans forward ea gerly.
DYANA
They left their vehicle here and continued on foot. Not more than an hour ago.
DARKLORD
Then she is ours.
DYANA
What will you do with her, my lord?
DARKLORD
To you, pain is as short and sharp as a scream. You cannot hear its music. But I can write a symphony with those notes, manhound.
Dyana doesn’t want to hear any more. She vaults aboard the palanquin. They push on, through the pass.
CUT TO
EXT.—MINE ENTRANCE—DAY
Tom is breathing hard. Even Cat is flushed by the exertion of the climb, but when she sees the dark hole of the MINE ENTRANCE up ahead, she RUNS. Pushing up her sleeve, she exposes the bracelet, makes a fist. The insets begin to STROBE, one two three, one two three.
TOM
(breathing hard)
Bingo. We found it.
Thane steps out of the darkness inside the mine.
THANE
So you did.
Cat SHRINKS back away from him. She whips out the battered old revolver the Captain gave her, swings it up with both hands, and FIRES without a moment’s hesitation.
The bullet catches Thane in the shoulder. He staggers, then straightens himself, smiling.
THANE
The child has a new toy to play with.
BLOOD is seeping from his shoulder wound, but Thane seems to feel very little pain. Tom is horrified.
THANE
That which does not kill me makes me stronger.
Cat SNARLS at him, and FIRES again. The second shot is a clean miss. We hear it RICOCHET off the rocks.
THANE
Afraid? You should be. She is coming, little animal. She is close now. Do you know what she will do with you?
Cat FIRES. The bullet catches Thane square in the stomach. He GRUNTS, bends, clutches at the wound—but only for a moment. Slowly, he straightens, his hands falling back to his sides.
THANE
That one almost hurt.
Only one shot left. Cat is about to use it when Tom catches her wrist.
TOM
Cat, enough.
THANE
Cat. Yes. I gave her that name, shadow man. Did she tell you that?
(with mounting rage)
I taught her to speak. To read. To use machines. I gave her life. Food. Honor. I took her as my mate.
TOM
(realizing)
You loved her …
(beat)
Let her go, Thane. What kind of man are you?
THANE
Not a man. A manhound.
Behind him, suddenly, the mine entrance LIGHTS with a BRILLIANT BLUE LIGHT as the door opens.
CAT
The door …
THANE
There it is. All you need to do is get past me.
At his sides, his hands coil into fists, and six-inch STEEL SPIKES slide from his knuckles. OFF that moment, we
CUT TO
EXT.—IN THE PASS—SIMULTANEOUS
The darklord drives the palanquin upward.
DARKLORD
Faster! Faster! The door is opening. She must not escape. Faster!
A half-mile in front of them, the HOVER TANK slowly lifts into view.
DARKLORD
What is that? That is a weapons system. Stop it.
The turret of the tank slowly swings around.
INT.—THE TANK
The Captain works the controls, a grim smile on his face.
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