ALIENS Vs.PREDATOR

KAMEN

Don't wait for me!

HIROKO and KAMEN race along the final corridor leading to the Command Center.

Halfway down, KAMEN turns in response to a JARRING SOUND from the rear. The

metal grating making up the floor is SMASHED violently from beneath.

KAMEN

Run!

INT. RYUSHI STATION - COMMAND CENTER

The PANDEMONIUM from the outside corridors gets the attention of YORK and

everybody else in admin. He crosses to the bulkhead doorframe, and what he

sees makes his eyes bug.

YORK

Jesus Christ!

He SHOUTS back into the crowded room.

YORK (CONT'D)

They're inside, inside the corridor!

INT. RYUSHI STATION - CORRIDOR

HIROKO and KAMEN try to outrun the tidal wave of twisted and broken steel

that emerges in their wake. KAMEN YELLS with fright as an ALIEN claw pinions

his ankle. He trashes about, clutching at anything to prevent himself being

dragged beneath the floor. CRYING OUT is pain as slivers of edged metal

slice into his hands...

HIROKO

(anguished)

No!

INT. RYUSHI STATION - COMMAND CENTER

YORK stands frozen at the bulkhead frame, staring down the corridor in

horror. CASSIE races up and pushes him out of the way...

INT. RYUSHI STATION - CORRIDOR

HIROKO looks furiously around. Spying an emergency axe in it's wall housing,

she SMASHES the glass with her elbow, cutting herself in the process. HIROKO

hefts the heavy tool, swinging it down onto the disappearing ALIEN's carapace

with all her might...

HIROKO (CONT'D)

Bastard!

The blade bites deep, and yellow blood bursts from the threshing ALIEN's

wound. Speckles of it dot KAMEN's leg, eating through the material of his

trousers and into the skin and muscle beneath. He SCREAMS, a sound of pure

intense pain...

HIROKO hurls the axe aside. She begins pulling KAMEN out of the hole as the

caustic liquid seeps into the nearby electrical conduit. There's a SPARKING,

followed by a FLASH and a SHEET OF FLAME. CASSIE steps through into the

corridor, just as valves evenly-spaced along the length of the tunnel open

up, jetting white high-density foam under extreme pressure. The hatch to the

Command Center at the far end begins to close...

HIROKO

Cassie...!

CASSIE's head shoots around.

INT. RYUSHI STATION - COMMAND CENTER

YORK seizes a metal chair from behind a nearby console and wedges it into

the narrowing divide. CASSIE squeezes through the gap and urgently HOLLERS

to HIROKO...

CASSIE

It you don't...uh!...move your ass, you're

gonna need a helluva diet to get through

here!

INT. RYUSHI STATION - COMMAND CENTER

From CASSIE's P.O.V. we watch HIROKO supporting KAMEN and stumbling him

along. Foam fills three-quarters of the corridor to their rear and is nearly

up to their knees everywhere else. The chair's frame CREAKS ominously in

protest...

YORK

Hurry up, we're losing it!

CASSIE's eyes widen in terror...

CASSIE

Behind you!

HIROKO turns to see the long, phallic head of an ALIEN emerge momentarily

from out of the foam. Something yanks at KAMEN and he disappears beneath

the surface with an expression of pained surprise...

HIROKO

Kamen!

HIROKO starts to thrash at the foam, but CASSIE reaches out and drags her

away.

CASSIE

It's too late!

HIROKO

Nooooo!

The chair begins to buckle, collapsing in on itself...

YORK

It's going!

With a supreme effort, CASSIE yanks HIROKO through the gap. YORK vaults

clear as the chair SNAPS in two, leaving the bulkhead to THUNDER closed.

The two women collapse in a heap on the floor.

EXT. RYUSHI STATION - PLATFORM - DUSK

The battle outside is going badly for the PREDATORS. There's only three of

them left, and one is BROKEN TUSK.

A projectile WHISTLES through the air towards an ALIEN, expanding in flight

into a wire capture net. Barbed tips on each corner bite into the wall of a

base module, trapping the enraged creature. Small motors WHINE as the thin

metal pulls inward, slicing into the ALIEN's body...

The PREDATOR savors the scene for just a second...which is a second too long.

ALIENS are all over him, clawing and ripping at his body. The shoulder-

mounted plasma-cannon is unceremoniously yanked away and CLATTERS to the

floor.

The PREDATOR goes down, groping for the self-destruct system on his wrist.

He manages to stroke a fingernail across the activation bar, but gets no

further. An ALIEN pounces at him, it's tail descending. The PREDATOR

raises his arm in reflex, but the stinger SMASHES straight through the buries

it in his face-plate, taking out the wrist-computer in the process.

INT. RYUSHI STATION - COMMAND CENTER

HIROKO stares at the closed bulkhead with an expression of dazed disbelief.

PARSONS

Miss Noguchi?

No reaction. He tries again.

PARSONS (CONT'D)

Miss Noguchi!

HIROKO snaps out of it. She crosses over to the bank of monitoring screens.

HIROKO

What's the story?

PARSONS runs through each of the screens.

PARSONS

Everything on this module is locked and

sealed. We've lost 'B', 'C', and 'E'

wings, but 'E' was the only one we didn't

manage to totally evacuate.

HIROKO

How many...how many people are missing?

CASSIE

Unconfirmed reports of eighteen or so far,

but the numbers are all over the place.

HIROKO

What's our weapons situation?

DRISCOLL - a big guy with a beard - LAUGHS curtly.

DRISCOLL

Shit! Our armory's a big blue box from

the back shelf of stores. We got about

two clips left for an autoloader, and

that's it.

HIROKO

Auto-shop?

CASSIE

Auto-shop's sealed, but those boys are

cut-off.

HIROKO

Has anybody talked to them?

CASSIE

Not yet.

HIROKO

Do it.

EXT. RYUSHI STATION - ROOFTOPS - DUSK

BROKEN TUSK and the other PREDATOR scramble up onto the rooftop in a bid to

escape their unstoppable opponents. Back-to-back, they take up fighting

positions. A few seconds later, the first of the ALIENS arrives.

Both the PREDATORS' shoulder cannons blaze, firing volley-after-volley.

Still the ALIENS keep on coming, finally reaching the point where it's hand-

to-hand...and nothing else.

It's a vicious, fast, and bloody on both sides. BROKEN TUSK takes flight;

his companion is not as lucky. The other PREDATOR kicks an ALIEN from him

and over the roof's edge. The ALIEN lashes out with lightning-fast reflexes,

pulling the PREDATOR with it. Both creatures hurtle downward and hit a nest

of cabling stretched across from one of the modules. Caught like flies in a

spider's web. Both thrash about, severing cables as they do. Electrical

sparks CRACKLE through the air...

INT. RYUSHI STATION - COMMAND CENTER

Everything electrical in the Command Center flickers momentarily, and the

bank of monitors turn to static. There's an instant of silence collective

concerns amongst those gathered there.

DRISCOLL

What the hell...?

PARSONS

Don't panic, people. We've just switched

over to internals.

HIROKO

They knocked out the external feeds.

PARSONS

Looks like it.

CASSIE

Thirty six hours?

PARSONS nods.

PARSONS

Give or take.

CASSIE

We're not gonna make it, are we?

HIROKO

Get the auto-shop on-line.

PARSONS shakes his head.

PARSONS

Communications to auto-shop go through an

F.O. link off the main trunk. That's down

with the other feeds.

HIROKO

Well...try the headset.

INT. RYUSHI STATION - AUTO-SHOP

Spirits are low in the auto-shop.

MATT

I'm tellin' you, it's impossible. Nothing

can grow and reproduce this fast.

THOMAS

Yeah. Right. You wanna go outside and

tell them that?

DE VRIES

What's keeping those fucking Marines, man?

They should'a _been_ here by now!

THOMAS lashes out at an empty can, kicking it noisily across the floor.

THOMAS

Maybe they ain't coming. Maybe they don't

even know we've got problems...

GUTTIEREZ

I don't wanna hear that kind of crap,

Thomas. They're coming. Just a matter

of time, that's all...

GUTTIEREZ' headset lies nearby. PARSONS muted VOICE comes out of it. One

of the GREASE MONKEY's snatches it up and listens.

GREASE MONKEY

Yo! Guttierez!

INT. RYUSHI STATION - COMMAND CENTER

PARSONS

Through now.

HIROKO

Jan, it's Hiroko. What sort of shape are

you in down there?

GUTTIEREZ

(O.S., on speaker)

Pretty damn good shape, considering. You

can tell Don Kamen from me his people have

got balls of steel.

HIROKO

Kamen didn't make it, Jan.

There's a pregnant PAUSE from the speakers.

HIROKO (CONT'D)

Jan?

GUTTIEREZ

(O.S., on speakers)

Yeah. I...we're still here. We're all...

uh...all sorry to hear that.

HIROKO

Can you make it back?

GUTTIEREZ

(O.S., on speakers)

Uh...I'd say that was a negative. If we

open the doors, those things are gonna

swarm inside. There's another problem,

too.

HIROKO

What's that?

GUTTIEREZ

(O.S., on speakers)

De Vries put a round through the storage

tanks over by the west pier on the way in

here. Right now, the stuff sprayin' out

is just burnin' up, but if we get a blow-

back, a good part of the station could go

with it.

CASSIE

Oh, man...

HIROKO

Alright, let's keep calm. We've got to

have an option of some sort...there's got

to be a way out of this.

YORK

Oh yeah? Like _what_?