HUNTER

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         The man falls to the ground, feebly trying to regain
         his footing. Although difficult to see from Schaefer's
         vantage point, the man's battered face and welt-covered
         back indicate he has been severely tortured.

         Emerging from the palapa, a GUERRILLA LEADER,
         moustached and wearing a SIDEARM, approaches the
         beaten man, kicking him viciously in the stomach,
         rolling him to his side.

         Kneeling beside the man he withdraws an AUTOMATIC from
         his holster and cocks the hammer. Grabbing the man by
         the hair he jams the muzzle into the man's ear and with
         a violent twist, pulls the trigger.

         The guerrilla leader stands and strides quickly back
         to the palapa, still holding the pistol, closing the
         door behind him.

   34    SCHAEFER                                              34

         grim-faced at having witnesses the murder, lowers him
         glasses, a look of cold determination on his face.
         Quickly he and Ramirez ease down the escarpment,
         joining the other team members.

Schaefer makes a circling motion with his thumb
and the team members gather in close, huddle formation.

                                 SCHAEFER
                         (whispering; angry)
                  Just killed one of the                             *
                  prisoners. No time for                            *
                  invitations. We take them,
                  now.

35 EXT. BLAIN AND MAC - DAY 35

         Crawl silently through the underbrush. With nearly
         impreceptible movements, Blain slips out of the
         cartridge pack, ditching the Mini-gun. He withdraws
         his COMBAT KNIFE, placing it between his teeth.

         They move through the underbrush in tandem, like
         two bug cats, stalking. Mac freezes, the sweat
         pouring from his face, holds up his hand as Blain
         stops.

                                                      (CONTINUED)

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         Using a BLADE OF GRASS, Mac points out a metal TRIP
         WIRE, following it to a hidden CLAYMORE MINE. Blain
         grins making a switching GESTURE. Carefully Mac
         detaches the LEAD WIRES. Directing the mine towards
         the camp, he reattaches the wires, nodding at Blain.

36 EXT. JUNGLE - OVERHEAD - ALTERED P.O.V. - DAY 36

         SEEN THROUGH HEAT-SEEKING VISION, FOCUSED ON Blain
         and Mac, lying in the grass below, their bodies
         outlined in LUMONOUS AUREOLES. The Observer SEES the
         NETWORK of TRIP WIRES guarding the approaches to the
         machine gun nests. The wires GLOW as if ELECTRIFIED,
         standing out in hard-edged relief in contrast to
         the jungle foliage. He moves higher into the forest
         canopy.

37 EXT. BILLY - DAY 37

         On Schaefer's signal rises up, pulling a SENTRY to
         him, covering his mouth with his hand, jerking him
         backwards and to the side, knocking him off balance
         with a sweeping motion of his left leg, killing him
         with his COMBAT KNIFE.

38 EXT. SCHAEFER - DAY 38 *

         Belly crawls silently through the tall grass just
         outside and above the main entrance to the camp. He
         stops, studying the ancient, rusted skeleton of a
         TRUCK parked on a level spot above the camp, its
         engine quietly IDLING. The truck is jacked and
         blocked up, one rear wheel attached to a belt-drive
         leading to a PUMP, drawing water from a river nearby.
         In the open cab of the truck a GUARD is on duty,
         watching the high ground above the camp.

Schaefer moves out, heading for the guard.

39 EXT. MACHINE GUN EMPLACEMENT - DAY 39

         While one Guerrilla attends to his equipment, the
         OTHER attentively watches the approaches to the camp.
         He is momentarily distracted by a BUZZING FLY, which
         he annoyingly swats at with his hand.

He hears something to his side. Turning to investigate,
the huge, hamhock fist of Mack smashes into his throat.

         Simultaneously, Blain rises up behind the other man,
         grabs him by the hair, pulling him down, his COMBAT
         KNIFE driving downward.

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40 EXT. TRUCK - DAY 40 *

         A SATCHEL CHARGE is looped over the gearshift lever,
         resting on the floorboard. Schaefer, lying low
         across the seat of the truck, turns and looks, SEEING
         the guard, lying in a heap in the foliage.

40-A   EXT. RAMIREZ - DAY                                    40-A *

         Moves into position to the side and above the camp.
         He carefully checks the readiness of his SIX-SHOT
         GRENADE LAUNCHER, also setting his MP-5 in front of
         him, ready for action.

41 EXT. SCHAEFER 41 *

         Crouched to the side of the truck, watches the camp,
         SEEING below through the dense undergrowth, Ramirez,
         barely visible, signaling.

Before him are two FRAGMENTATION GRENADES. He looks
at his watch, and then up the hill to:

41-A DILLON AND HAWKINS 41-A *

         their weapons ready. Dillon picks up his binoculars,
         focusing on the machine gun emplacement, seeing a MAN,
         his face covered by a HAT. The head rises, REVEALING
         the face of Blain, who looks above the camp and
         slightly nods. Putting his glasses down, motions
         to Hawkins.

                                 DILLON
                         (to Hawkins)
                  Ready, kid?

Hawkins grins back. Together they slip through the
grass, downward towards the edge of the camp.

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44 EXT. SCHAEFER 44 *

         Holds his huge, COMMANDO MACHETE on a diagonal,
         pushing through the belt, slicing it cleanly. Turning
         he crawls silently to the rear of the truck,
         positioning himself behind the rear of the one ton
         truck.

         He squats, and with an enormous, concentrated effort,
         deadlifts the rear of the truck, its rusted springs
         and frame beginning to CREAK and GROAN slightly.

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         With a herculean effort he lifts the truck free of
         its blocks and then pushes forward. He rolls aside,
         disappearing into the ground cover as the truck, its
         tireless rims digging into the earth, lops down the
         hill, slowly picking up speed.

45 EXT. GUERRILLA VILLAGE - DAY 45

         A Guerrilla, alerted by the SOUND of the approaching
         truck, looks up at the hillside, SEEING the vehicle
         still moving down the hill at a moderate roll. He
         CALLS OUT and several Guerrilla leaves their posts,
         moving out to prepare to stop the truck.

         The truck rolls into the clearing picking up speed,
         heading towards the main palapa. The men rush
         forward, surrounding the truck, trying to slow it
         down, but the truck rolls, SMASHING through the front
         wall of the palapa. The men gather around truck
         and then look back up the hill.

46 EXT. ALTERED P.O.V. - DAY 46 *

         Watching as Schaefer pulls the pin and launches the
         GRENADE into the air, the Observer following its
         arc as it spirals dead-center into the camp, bouncing
         twice before rolling into the FUEL DUMP...which a
         moment later, EXPLODES into an incredible FIREBALL.

         The expanding FIREBALL released from the explosion
         is to the Observer like an erupting sun, momentarily
         blinding him.

47 EXT. GUERRILLA CAMP - DAY 47

         The truck is BLOWN up into the air by the explosion...
         a moment later the satchel charge DETONATES with an
         ear-splitting EXPLOSION, tearing the truck apart.

48 EXT. SCHAEFER - DAY 48

Jumps to his feet, FIRING an M-203 round into the
camp.

49 EXT. KNOLL - DAY 49

         Schaefer races down the hillside, joined by Dillon,
         leaving Hawkins to cover them. Bullets burst around
         their feet as they run low, firing short bursts to
         his left and right.

(CONTINUED)

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         He FIRES the undermounted GRENADE LAUNCHER, sending a
         round into a gun position in the trees. Still running
         he breaks open the breach, slamming in another 40mm
         ROUND from the cartridge pack at his waist.

         Blain and Mac fire the heavy machine guns, laying down
         a withering curtain of lead, shredding the camp,
         taking out five Guerrillas at once.

50 EXT. GUERRILLA CAMP - DAY 50

A MAN almost completely ON FIRE is hit by an onslaught
of GUNFIRE, ripping him back into the jungle.

         Ramirez cuts loose a barrage from the SIX-SHOOTER...
         seconds later the MACHINE GUN IMPLACEMENT erupts in
         a series of EXPLOSIONS, blowing two Guerrillas into
         the air.

         At the HILLSIDE HUT, two Guerrillas move into position
         by the window, drawing down on Schaefer as he appears,
         racing down the hill.

As they are about to open fire, Dillon appears,
YELLING OUT a warning.

DILLON
On your nine!!!

         Schaefer dives, hitting the ground as Dillon OPENS
         FIRE taking out the Guerrillas. Schaefer rolls to
         his feet, spins, firing the 203 grenade launcher,
         completely destroying the hut.

51 EXT. ALTERED P.O.V. - DAY 51

As the Observer regains its vision an eerie, surreal
experience of sight and sound unfolds:

         BULLETS streak through the air, leaving blood-red
         trails of HEAT, like laser blasts. As they impact
         into the Guerillas, we HEAR the enhanced SLAPPING
         of BULLETS, SEEING tiny blossoms of HEAT mushroom
         out of their bodies.

We HEAR the horrific, deformed CRIES and SCREAMS
of the dying men.

         Another searing, blinding EXPLOSION sends pieces of
         SHRAPNEL ripping through the air, some of them
         ROARING past the Observer's position, like tiny
         meteors.

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52 EXT. GUERRILLA VILLAGE 52 *

         at the entrance way to the main palapa, a Guerrilla
         stands in the doorway, giving COVER FIRE to his comrades
         as they fall back inside.

Jumping from the roof of the adjoining palapa, Billy
drops directly in front of the Guerrilla.

         From the side, unseen by Billy, another Guerrilla           *
         thrusts out with a knife, Billy ducking backwards, the
         tip of the knife SLASHING his face. With a lightning
         move, Billy whips his arm up and around the Guerrilla,
         locking his elbow, breaking the joint.

         Still holding the man he FIRES, blowing the other
         Guerrilla off his feet with the SHOTGUN portion of his
         weapon. He looks at the Guerrilla out of the corner of
         his eye. He suddenly strikes, breaking his neck,
         dropping him in a heap.

Billy continues on, racing down the stairs, firing the
M-203.

         Meanwhile, Blain is crouched next to a tree, providing      *
         cover. Behind Blain, at the edge of the camp, circling
         around from below, TWO GUERRILLAS appear and FIRE a
         grenade round which EXPLODES behind Blain, fragments
         ripping into the tree next to which Blain is standing,
         bark and dirt flying as shrapnel rips into his vest, one
         piece tearing into his upper shoulder. The hits have
         no effect on the huge man and with a savage GROWL, he
         spins, opening fire, raking the two attackers with the
         Mini-gun.

         Nearby, Mac charges from the jungle on a dead run,
         diving over a fallen tree as machine gun FIRE rakes the
         ground around him.

         Blain, spotting the sniper high in a tree, opens FIRE
         with the MINI-GUN, shredding the tree, sending the
         Guerrilla crashing down through the roof of the
         palapa.

53 INT. PALAPA - DAY 53

         The sniper CRASHES through the roof, landing on the
         floor near Hawkins and Ramirez who do a quick double
         take before opening fire on a group of fleeing
         Guerrillas, taking out two, giving chase to the others.

(CONTINUED)

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         Schaefer and Dillon appear at the top of the staircase,     *
         Schaefer freezing as he SEES below a Guerrilla raising
         an AK-47, preparing to fire. Schaefer tackles Dillon,
         the two men hurling into the air, a moment later BULLETS
         ripping into the CRATES behind where they were standing.

         Dillon rises up, kicking over a crate, shooting the         *
         Guerrilla who is trying to bring the gun around to fire
         at him.

         Schaefer crouches, covering the upper entrances to the      *
         palapa, as Ramirez rushes past, joining Schaefer. From
         the corner of his eye, Schaefer catches a movement.
         With a whipping, backhanded throw, he lets fly his
         COMMANDO MACHETE...

The machete impales the attacking Guerrilla, driving him *
backwards, pinning him to a post.

SCHAEFER
Stick around.

Schaefer and Ramirez run towards the lower levels, side
by side, firing as they go.

         They reach a door, Schaefer taking out an ATTACKING
         Guerrilla. Ramirez grabs the side of the door, shoots
         a look to Schaefer and throws it open. With Schaefer
         covering him, Ramirez takes a quick peak inside and
         then rushes into the room.

53-A   INT. ROOM - DAY                                       53-A

         At one end is a STAIRWAY, leading to an escape door.
         A Guerrilla, seen from the waist up, scrambles down
         the stairs.

At the base of the stairs, a Guerrilla, holding an
AK-47 on his hip, turns and starts to fire.

         Schaefer and Ramirez respond with full AUTO BURSTS
         which rip into the Guerrilla, spinning him around,
         knocking over a crude WOODEN TABLE, scattering a
         BRIEFCASE with burning PAPERS, FOOD CANS, and LIQUOR
         BOTTLES.

         As he spins he FIRES the weapon, an arcing line of SLUGS
         slamming into the tin roof, sending down a shower of
         rust and dirt. He falls to the ground. Dead.

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         Ramirez charges through the DUST and thick SMOKE to
         cover the fallen men; Schaefer following close behind,
         jerking a new CLIP from his ammo belt.

         Suddenly, another Guerrilla erupts from behind some
         ammunition crates, drawing down on Ramirez with a
         machine pistol.

                                 SCHAEFER
                         (shouting)
                  Down!!!

         As the Guerrilla fires, Schaefer smashes the butt of
         his empty weapon into the Guerrilla's shoulder, knocking
         the gun aside, the SLUGS thudding into the wall
         harmlessly.

         He hits the Guerrilla with a vicious glancing blow to
         the head with the barrel of his weapon. The Guerrilla
         is hurled backward, crashing into the wooden crates and
         to the floor.

Ramirez, recovering quickly, descends the stairs with
catlike agility, disappearing.

         Schaefer crouches and spins, jamming a new clip into the
         rifle, scanning the palapa for any other movement. He
         races to the main door of the room, shouting into the
         palapa.

         He SEES Blain charging down the steps. Catching his
         attention he signals him on, out the back to cover
         Ramirez.

                                 SCHAEFER
                         (to Hawkins)
                  Hawk, Get Con. Op. on the
                  hook! Position and situation,
                  now!

         As Blain runs down the stairs, Hawkins already has the
         radio off his back, setting up the portable SATELLITE
         DISH ANTENNA.

HAWKINS
You got it, Major!

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53-B EXT. PALAPA - WATER AREA - DAY 53-B

         Ramirez, Blain and Billy race down the back stairs
         of the palapa, FIRING Mini-gun, automatic and grenade
         rounds at the escaping GUERRILLAS as they flee the area,
         splashing, charging across the shallow river.

The guerrillas are history...in no uncertain terms.

53-C INT. PALAPA - DAY 53-C

         For the first time, Schaefer studies the interior of
         the cavernous palapa, SEEING the enormous stockpile
         of WEAPONS, EQUIPMENT and SUPPLIES stacked along the
         walls, obviously a major military stronghold hidden
         deep within the mountains. Mac hustles up to Schaefer,
         a look of urgency on his face.

SCHAEFER
Any sign of the hostages?

                                 MAC
                         (nods)
                  We found 'em both, dead.
                  And the gear from the chopper.
                  If they're Central American,
                  I'm a fuckin' Chinaman. By                        *
                  the looks of 'em, I'd say our                      *
                  cabinet minister and his aide                      *
                  are CIA.
                         (pause)
                  Another thing, Major, we were
                  lucky...couple of those guys
                  we waxed are Russians,
                  military advisors by the look
                  of it. Something big was
                  about to happen here.

Schaefer looks at Mac a moment, a flush of anger
beginning to show.

                                 SCHAEFER
                  Good work, Mac. Clear the
                  area, no traces. Get the men
                  ready to move.

         Schaefer goes back into the room, looking down at the
         unconscious guerrilla, racking a round into the
         chamber, reloading his weapon.

         He kneels, staring into the FACE of a WOMAN, ANNA,
         dark, late twenties. Despite her blood and
         dirt-smeared face, she is beautiful.

(CONTINUED)

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                                 SCHAEFER
                         (closes eyes)
                  Shit...

         He checks her pulse and then slowly he bends to pick
         up her PISTOL, ejecting the clip. He stands, beginning
         to shuffle through the PAPERS scattered about the room.
         Staring at one he looks up, the pieces falling together.

54 EXT. JUNGLE - DAY 54

         Ramirez, at a crouch, runs through the jungle,
         following the obvious signs of the Guerrilla's
         retreat. He emerges from the trees into an opening,
         leading to a sheer rock cliff, towering fifty feet
         above the ground. Scanning the wall, he SEES
         movement and quickly takes cover, as automatic
         FIRE rips up the ground before him.

54-A EXT. ROCK WALL - DAY 54-A

         Near the center of which a narrow cut, two feet
         wide, leads to the top of the cliff, giving access
         to the adjoining ridge.

         Two Guerrillas scramble up through the chimney,
         assisted by a ROPE, which with withdraw as they
         reach the top. Ramirez takes out one man, the
         other taking cover, returning fire.

54-B EXT. BASE OF ROCK WALL - DAY 54-B *

         Blain joins Ramirez, behind cover at the foot of
         the cliff. As they take cover, Ramirez notices
         the wound on Blain's shoulder.

                                 RAMIREZ
                  You're hit. You're bleedin',
                  man.

Blain looks briefly at the wound.

                                 BLAIN
                         (spits)
                  Ain't got time to bleed.

On a signal, they both clear cover and fire LONG
BURSTS from their weapons up the cliff.

(CONTINUED)

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