NATURAL BORN KILLERS

                         OWEN
               Come on.  This way!

     The Knox's jump up and holding Duncan and propping Kavanaugh,
     with Wayne tailing, they run down a NEW CORRIDOR that Owen leads
     them to.

     Deputies are lying on the ground, wounded and screaming, or dead
     and silent.

     INT. TUNNEL - DAY

     On the run:

                         MICKEY
               Who the fuck are you?

                         OWEN
               I'm Owen.

                         MICKEY
               What do you want from us?

                         OWEN
               I want you to take me with you.

                         MICKEY
               Right now we're not goin' fuck anywhere.

                         OWEN (smiles enigmatically)
               Follow me!

     Turns into a stairwell.

     INT. STAIRWELL - DAY

                         MICKEY
               Where does this go?

                         OWEN
               To the front entrance.  The ground floor.

     A look between MICKEY and MALLORY.  They can smell it -- Freedom!

     DUNCAN is hyper-ventilating against the wall.  KAVANAUGH looks
     like he's dead.

     WAYNE is pumped, yelling.

                         WAYNE
               It was great!  It was fuckin' great!

     Mickey patches his shoulder up.

                         MICKEY
               I'm proud of ya! (gives him a high five) got
               the feeling now??

                         WAYNE
               I'm alive! For the first fucking time I'm alive! Thank
               you Mickey. Let's kill all these motherfuckers!

     Mallory takes the gun away from him, gives him the video.

                         WAYNE
               No! No!

                         MALLORY
               Sorry Wayne, you're not centered. You keep
               shooting with that.

                         MICKEY (grabbing Kavanaugh)
               Let's go!!!

     They tear down the STAIRS.  Two flights.  Freezing as:

     INT. LOWER STAIRWELL

     MCCLUSKY stands at the bottom of the stairwell, surrounded by a
     TEAM OF DEPUTIES, their guns pointed right at MICKEY and the
     Caravan.

                         MCCLUSKY
               End of the line, Knox.  Drop 'em!

     Mickey grabs KAVANAUGH, props him.  HOMOLKA tries to make a run
     for it but MALLORY grabs him. OWEN has suddenly vanished.

     McClusky's POV -- Kavanaugh dies right then and there.

                         MCCLUSKY
               He's dead, dickweed! You got shit, asshole! Fire!

     Several shots are fired.  Mickey discards Kavanaugh and grabs for
     Homolka.  But Mallory is faster, grabbing Wayne and propelling
     herself in front of Mickey on the narrow stairs.

                         MALLORY
               Back off ya squids or I'll blast him!  Back off
               or I'll blast him!

     None of the Deputies lower their guns, but they appear less
     likely to start shooting.

                         WAYNE (begs)
               Don't shoot! I beg you, don't shoot! Please,
               please, please.

                         MCCLUSKY (steps forward)
               Shut up Gale!  Ya prick! Now Mickey, Mallory,
               just let me say --

                         MALLORY
               You shut up!  I don't wanna hear it.

                         MCCLUSKY
               I'm sure you realize Mallory if you kill this
               prick, you...

                         MALLORY (jerks Wayne)
               Put your hand up!!

     Wayne automatically sticks his right hand up

     Mallory SHOOTS a hole in it. Wayne SCREAMS bloody murder. The
     deputies jump back.

                         MALLORY
               ...I said SHUT UP!

     McClusky shuts up.  There's a silent standoff.

     Tears are streaming down Duncan's face as the Caravan retreats
     back up the stairs to the next flight.

     Owen runs up again out of nowhere, mysterious.

                         OWEN
               I made a path!

                                                            CUT TO:

     INT. PRISON SHOWER - DAY

     OWEN leads into a SHOWER--dead people everywhere, water gushing
     from the broken showers. MICKEY wonders, with a look at Owen, who
     did this.

     DUNCAN is out and out hysterical, urine stains on the front of
     his uniform

     WAYNE furious at MALLORY, staunching the blood from his hand with
     a piece of his shirt.

                         WAYNE
               Goddamit what the hell's wrong with you!  I was
               beggin for you guys.

     Mickey's pacing, ignoring his wound.

                         MICKEY
               Think...think...think.

     Wayne's cellular phone RINGS once more. Exasperated he grabs it
     with his bloody hand.

                         WAYNE
               YEAH...

     Mallory leans up against the wall, holding her side with her hand.
     Blood trickles out between her fingers. We now see she's been
     shot.

     Over Duncan's impassioned clamor they hear McClusky YELLING
     up the stairwell.

                         MCCLUSKY
               Sixty seconds and I'm coming up!

     INT. LOWER STAIRWELL - DAY

                         WURLITZER
               Dwight, forchrissake!  The fuckin' zoo's
               explodin' and you're didlin' with these two
               pukes, we got more imp...

                         MCCLUSKY (grabs and shakes Wurlitzer)
               These TWO.  These are the ones. They are gonna
               die today!  You hear me, Wurly -- I'm gonna
               wipe this scum off the face of the earth if
               it's the last fucking thing I do.

     INT. PRISON SHOWER - DAY

     MICKEY ties off a tourniquet on his arm, next to MALLORY,
     totally exhausted.  Both of them shot, in pain.  He puts his arm
     around her.

     WAYNE is yelling over the dying cellular battery:

                         WAYNE
               Blow it off bitch!  You hear me...I ain't never
               comin' home.  I'm free of you.  I'm alive!  For
               the first fucking time I'm ALIVE.  So guess what
               -- You Piss Right Off!

     He cuts off and presses "recall" on another number.

     OWEN sidles up to Wayne.

                         OWEN
               You're the greatest, Mr. Gale...you've done a
               lot for people.

                         WAYNE
               That's okay mate, thanks a lot.

     "Mai Ly" comes on the line.

                         WAYNE
               I finally done it.  I left my wife!

                         MICKEY (to Mallory)
               You done good Mall!  Whatever happens, know I
               love you...know I loved you more'n I ever loved
               myself...

                         MALLORY (tender)
               I know...(then) We're not getting outta here,
               Mick! So, I say the hell with going back to our
               cells. Let's do a Butch Cassidy and the
               Sundance Kid.  Run down these stairs shootin',
               go out in a hail of bullets, an' take as many
               of these motherfuckers with us as we can.

     Lovey, dovey now, they touch and feel each other. Mickey cries,
     then laughs.

                         MICKEY
               That's poetry...but we'll do that when all else
               fails.

     He has a plan, his exhaustion lifting.  He stands, confronts the
     hysterical DUNCAN HOMOLKA.

                         MICKEY
               You married?

                         DUNCAN
               Oh I don't wanna die!

                         MICKEY
               Are you married?  Do you have kids?

     Duncan nods pathetically.

                         MICKEY
               Good.

     Mickey squats in front of Wayne who finishes his call.

                         WAYNE (on phone)
               Mai Ly, we're gonna fuck all night scuba
               fuckin' doo!!

     Mickey takes a roll of gaffers' tape from his shirt, sticks
     strips of them to the wall.

                         MICKEY (to all)
               ...the only way we're gonna get all the way to
               the front door is if they don't want to kill
               you two more than they want to kill me.
                    (to Wayne)
               On your knees, journalist --
                    (Wayne complies)
               Now, say I tell those guys down there if they
               shoot or make a move, I'm killing Wayne Gale.
               And they shoot or make a move anyway.  Now say
               by some freak accident, you don't die, you
               live through it.  What would you do?

     While Wayne speaks, Mickey props his shotgun under Wayne's chin
     and wraps the gaffer tape around the barrel of the shotgun.  Then
     he wraps it around Wayne's neck.

                         WAYNE (going with it)
               What would I do?  Me and my Network would sue
               the entire Sheriffs Department and Prison
               Administration for flagrantly disregarding my
               safety.  I would go straight to my buddy, the
               Governor, I'd go to "Bill" himself, I'm a
               friend of Bill's, I'd go to Mike at 60 Minutes,
               I'd expose myself, I'd make sure everyone of
               these sons of bitches down there ends up on the
               unemployment line.  In fact I'd sue every man
               down there personally.

     Mickey tosses the tape roll to OWEN and Mallory and gestures to
     Duncan.

                         WAYNE (Cont'd)
               ...I would make it my life's ambition to bring
               Dwight McClusky and the entire prison system to
               its knees.  I would do expose after expose on the
               brutality and the conditions and the inhumanity
               that exists here. Just take me with you!

     Mickey stands with Wayne as he tapes his trigger hand to the stock
     of the shotgun.

                         MICKEY
               Calm down Wayne. That's what I thought. And
               how many people watch "American Maniacs"?

                         WAYNE
               On average forty million.

                         MICKEY
               'Every week by forty million people'!  Have you
               won any awards?

                         WAYNE
               Are you kidding?  The Golden Globe.  The Edward
               R. Murrow Award...Working on a Pulitzer.

     Owen and Mallory are taping Duncan similarly.

     Mickey grabs the video camera and lifts it to his shoulder.

                         MICKEY
               'Respected journalist' -- you wanted reality?
               You got it.

     He pushes Wayne down the stairwell.

     INT. PRISON STAIRWELL (GROUND FLOOR) - DAY

     MCCLUSKY waits with his DEPUTIES.

     Empty FRAME on STAIRWELL

                         VOICE OF WAYNE
               My name is Wayne Gale!  I am the star of
               'American Maniacs.'

     WAYNE comes into view, camera in his hands -- filming himself.
     MICKEY'S right hand is taped to the trigger and stock of the
     shotgun that's wrapped firmly to Wayne's neck.

                         WAYNE (Cont'd)
               ...watched by 40 million people every week!  I
               am a respected journalist, winner of the Edward
               R. Murrow Award among others!

     McClusky freezes, not knowing what to do except throttle Mickey
     with his bare hands, which he would do if WURLITZER were not
     holding him back.

     His Deputies pause, hesitating, as they realize if they take out
     either MICKEY or MALLORY, that Wayne or DUNCAN would die.

     NOTE:  The scene's intercut between VIDEO FOOTAGE and color 35 mm.

                         WAYNE (Cont'd)
               You are on camera.  We are Live (the camera
               barely turning).  If anybody puts me in danger,
               my network will sue Dwight McClusky and the
               entire Sheriff's Department and the Governor
               himself.  My estate will sue every officer
               personally who fires.  The network's law firm
               is Sinclair, Marshall, and Milchan.

     OWEN whips his gun left and right in clownlike loops like Harpo
     Marx, smiling. DUNCAN HOMOLKA simply cries and begs for his life
     to be spared.

                         DUNCAN HOMOLKA (indecipherable)
               PPPleeezzeee dddooonn'tt killl meeee!

     But Mickey knows what he's doing.  This has an effect on the
     Deputies.

                         MALLORY (yelling)
               Make a path!

     The wall of Deputies starts moving backwards.

     INT. FINAL CORRIDOR - RECEPTION AREA - DAY

     It has become a dance.  The CARAVAN on one side taped to the mast
     of their ship, moving as if under one tent -- MICKEY, DUNCAN,
     MALLORY, WAYNE, OWEN and their guns and eyes...

     Across from them a PHALANX of GUNS and LAWMEN -- moving in
     syncopated unison, a parallel track out the STAIRWELL into the
     FINAL CORRIDOR approaching the RECEPTION AREA to the prison.
     Freedom!

     Wayne keeps yelling, Duncan blubbering; the Deputies keep their
     guns trained but they give ground -- parting like the Red Sea.

     Mickey's eyes see ut.

     So do Mallory's.  They share a look.

     OUTSIDE.  Birds.  Trees.  No bars.  CAMERA moving on it.  Coming
     to MCCLUSKY who stands his ground at the door.

                         MCCLUSKY
               How far do you think you're gonna get?

                         MICKEY
               Right out the front door.