by: Anson Fehross | January 21, 2002
Note: If you are new to the screenplay, or would simply like a memory refresher, be
sure to check out Part One and Part Two first.
THE STREETS- NIGHT
The Hitman walks through the night streets nursing his wounded side. We hear his sallow voice:
TOOL's PUSHIT plays as the Hitman moves along.
Betrayed. Just like Servance said. Too bad I killed him. It would've been nice to have an ally... Obviously I've been marked as a threat. Marked as a target by a living legend. Lobo.
A passer-by notices the Hitman's obvious pain, as he moves along almost doubled up.
You okay man?
The Hitman shoves him out of the way and moves on.
Well excuse me...
The Hitman ignores this, deep in his thoughts. His rage.
I've heard that Lobo is the best. That's the legend anyway.
ZOOM on a black Porsche Turbo that sits at the traffic lights, waiting for the green. The CAMERA goes back to the Hitman.
I don't believe legends.
The Hitman moves in the direction of the car, maneuvering around the other cars waiting for the lights to change.
They've caged me in. That's good.
The Hitman reaches the door of the Turbo. He wrenches it open, grabbing the DRIVER that sits behind the wheel. He pulls the driver out with enough force to take the steering belt with him. The driver lets out a startled YELP.
That makes me dangerous.
The Hitman gets into the car, closes the door and drives through the red light into the busy intersection, resulting in a cacophony of BEEPS and SCREECHING BREAKS.
INT. THE CAR- NIGHT
The Hitman speeds along, fire in his eyes.
I could drive away right now. Disappear.
Not my style.
We hear FRANTIC BEEPING and the Hitman swerves, a car narrowly misses a head on collision. The Hitman doesn't even blink, deep in his thoughts.
The last thing they'll expect is me to make the first move... Looks like I'll disappoint them...
CLOSE ZOOM on the Hitman's hands as he removes his mobile. A faint smile passes his lips.
INT. THE CONTROL ROOM- NIGHT
The blood stream effect fills the screen as the Agent gets off the phone. He turns to the Controller
Lobo called. Helicopter opened fire and sent him running. He's pursuing now.
Did he say where 47 went?
Carjacked some guy. Sped off.
Well that's that then.
Lobo doesn't think so. He thinks that 47 will be on the hunt. He doesn't know who he'll be hunting though.
I wouldn't worry. He has no idea where we are. I was very careful about that.
That won't stop him trying.