PLASTIC MAN

                         SUSAN

          You don't have to say anything,

          Daniel.  I'm a scientist.  I know

          what's happening.  I recognize the

          classic symptoms.  Dizziness,

          shortness of breath, sweating

          palms... I can feel my adrenals

          secreting, my parasympathetic

          nervous system quivering, the

          estradiol coursing through my entire

          body...

Her lips move closer to his.

                         SUSAN

          And I know there's only one way to

          cure it...

She kisses him and almost melts the polymerized lips right

off his face.

The kiss is so intense, it shakes the entire building

around them.

EXT.  ARGON TOWER

The metal frame supporting the tower has finally been

affected by the replicators.

Two of the legs squash out causing the other legs to bend.

INT.  CONSERVATORY

They break the kiss, realizing that the building is

actually shaking.

                         O'BRIEN

          What in the...?

                         SUSAN

          Oh shit, the meltdown.  It's spread

          to the tower.

                         O'BRIEN

          We've got to get the nanobot.

                         SUSAN

          It's too late.  Argon injected it.

                         O'BRIEN

          You mean he's polymerized, like me?

She nods.

                         O'BRIEN

          That means the nanobot is still

          inside him.

                         SUSAN

          Yes.

                         O'BRIEN

          What would happen if I threw him

          into the core?

                         SUSAN

          The same thing I suppose.

That's all O'Brien needs to hear.

INT.  POPPY'S BEDROOM

What is happening beneath the red rubber sheets of Poppy's

bed is beyond anything ever pictured in the Kama Sutra.

Poppy screams as the earth moves again.

Argon sticks his head out.

                         ARGON

          Did you feel that?

                         POPPY

          Did I?  I've been waiting for that

          for years.

                         ARGON

          Not that.

The building shivers and leans again.

                         ARGON

          That.  It's the fall-out.  We have

          to get out of here.

EXT.  ARGON TOWER

The tower leans a few more degrees as outside the lab,

bedlam erupts.

The containment crew and security force scatter from the

building like rats pouring from a sinking ship.

EXT.  MAIN GATE

Spencer grabs hold of the fence, watching the tower lean.

                         SPENCER

          We gotta get in there!

He notices that the fence is warm.

                         SPENCER

          Hey, what's up with the fence?

He pulls back and it stretches like gum.

INT.  ARGON'S OFFICE

O'Brien and Susan are arguing in the office.  The floor

weirdly tilts under them.

                         SUSAN

          Daniel, just forget Argon.  Let's

          get out of here.  We'll find another

          way to stop the waste.

                         O'BRIEN

          We don't have time to argue, Susan.

He's dragging her toward the door to the roof.

                         O'BRIEN

          I'm going to set you down outside.

          You have to get over to the

          reporters outside the gate.  We have

          to warn people what's happening.

She doesn't like being dragged anywhere.

                         SUSAN

          You're not going after Argon!

                         O'BRIEN

          I have to!

                         SUSAN

          Do the words 'hero fantasies' mean

          anything to you?  How about

          'infantile dementia'?

That hurts.

                         O'BRIEN

          Maybe you're right... but so what.

          I'm going to beat the snot out of

          him.

She is about to continue the fight when the elevator opens

and ends it.

Argon and Poppy get out.

                         ARGON

          How apropos.

                         O'BRIEN

          Ain't it.

The men begin circling each other.

                         ARGON

          As you can see I am a new man, just

          like you.

                         O'BRIEN

          Oh no.  You're not like me.  In

          fact, I'm betting you're the same

          greedy, remorseless, egomaniacal bad

          guy you always were.

O'Brien pumps up a huge fist.  His forearm then goes slack

as he begins swinging the fist like a medieval morning

star.

                         ARGON

          It remains to be seen who is the

          good guy and who is the bad guy.

          History is written by the victor.

                         O'BRIEN

          The only history I'm gonna write is

          your obituary!

He lunges, the fist arcing down as Argon awkwardly

counters --

The blow connects snapping Argon's head back.

                         POPPY

          Icky!

                         SUSAN

          Get him, Daniel!  Knock his block

          off!

Poppy hisses at Susan as the two women now edge toward one

another.

O'Brien presses his attack, battering and bludgeoning

Argon --

Every blow landing with a loud rubber smack that

reverberates through Argon's teeth.

Desperate, the villain flails back, long ropy limbs trying

to tie O'Brien up as --

His extending legs drive both men flying backwards --

Crashing through the enormous vista-windows.

                         SUSAN

          Daniel!

EXT.  MAIN GATE

The reporters are lifting the fence and scrambling inside.

Spencer hears the WINDOW EXPLODE and sees the black and

red intertwined bodies --

Still locked in combat, pummeling, kicking, biting --

Cometing straight to the earth.

Ka-boing.

The force of the fall blasts them apart each rebounding

into the air --

O'Brien flipping, righting himself as he lands on his

feet.

Argon quickly recovers.

Spencer does not.

                         SPENCER

          That-that's not possible.

INT.  ARGON'S OFFICE

The two women smell blood.

                         SUSAN

          Okay, Barbie, let's get this over

          with.

                         POPPY

          Don't worry, four eyes.

From her bag, Poppy whips out a razor knife.

                         POPPY

          It's not going to take long.

EXT.  GROUNDS

O'Brien and Argon have at one another again.

Spencer stands in the white wash of his cameraman's light.

                         SPENCER

          We are just outside Argon Labs and I

          can, without fear of hyperbole, say

          that what is happening behind me is

          the most unbelievably fantastic

          thing the world has ever seen.

Argon is learning quickly, morphing his body the way

O'Brien does.

                         SPENCER

          Two men, if they are indeed really

          men, locked in mortal combat.

Pure Jack-the-King-Kirby pugilistics.

                         SPENCER

          One of them apparently the dangerous

          radical environmentalist authorities

          have been searching for.  The other

          appears to be Icarus Argon, or at

          least Icarus Argon fifteen years

          ago.

Fists flying, blasted bodies hurling through the air only

to bounce right back.

                         SPENCER

          There are times, singular fleeting

          moments when a man glimpses an event

          which he knows is going to change

          the world.  Although I do not fully

          understand what is happening here, I

          sense that this fight is somehow

          about the future of the planet.

Argon suddenly realizes that O'Brien is leading the battle

closer and closer to the main lab.

                         ARGON

          I know what you're doing.

                         O'BRIEN

          You mean besides kicking your ass?!

                         ARGON

          You think you can use me to stop the

          meltdown.

O'Brien's face reveals nothing.

                         ARGON

          It's not going to happen.

His arms shoot up to the helicopter pad, but O'Brien snags

hold of him.

                         O'BRIEN

          Not so fast, Icky, I promised you an

          ass-beating and I'm just getting

          started.

Boom.  Fist-imprinted in the middle of Argon's face.

INT.  ARGON'S OFFICE

Poppy slashes viciously at Susan, driving her back into a

corner where --

She ducks behind the statue of Icarus and shoves --

Tipping it over onto Poppy, who screams falling back as

the statue smashes to the ground.

Susan grabs one of the broken arms and backhands Poppy

before she gets to her feet.

Susan is about to finish her off when the building tilts

again throwing her, crashing over the desk.

EXT.  GROUNDS

The TOWER SQUEAKS again, legs bending, giving way,

throwing the crowd into a panic.

If O'Brien even notices we can't tell.  His attack is an

unrelenting fury --

Fists like jackhammers --

Like wrecking balls and ballistic missiles.

Bomb after bomb rearranges Argon's face.  His body growing

soft and supple, his knees turning to syrup as --

O'Brien winds up the haymaker.

                         O'BRIEN

          Well, Argon, according to you this

          makes me the good guy, don't it?

Ka-boom.  Lights out.

Argon hits the ground with a wet smack.

INT.  ARGON'S OFFICE

Poppy is up first, delivering a stiletto-heeled kick to

Susan's face, knocking her out.

The building trembles again and Poppy forgets Susan and

hurries to the roof door.

EXT.  GROUNDS

The crowd has burst apart, running from the building,

while O'Brien shoulders Argon and heads for the main lab

floor.

INT.  ROOF STAIRWELL

Poppy pushes outside to the roof.  The helicopter has

shifted toward the tilted edge.

She climbs into the pilot's seat.

INT.  LAB STAIRWELL