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ACTION THRILLER

Written by Derek Roticus

Directed by Derek Roticus

Produced by Derek Roticus

Edited by Derek Roticus

Titles by Sean Argus

Starring Christian Bale as Sean Argus

And Daniel Craig as Derek Roticus

With Willem Dafoe as Ysir Roma, the crazy eastern european terrorist

*The scenery is a log cabin in a forest. What looks to be a government agent approaches a man sitting on a chair outside the cabin.*

Man: Can I help you?
Agent: Derek Roticus, former marine, special ops, and patriot. Your country needs you again.
Derek: Does it now? And who might I be speaking to?
Agent: The president of the United States of America, disguised as FBI.
Derek: ... Cool.
President Anna: There are reports of a known terrorist, Ysir Roma, in the windy city, you know of him, correct?
Derek: Know of him? Bastard gave me the scar on my arm. *Shows scar*
President Anna: Aw man, bitchin scar!
Derek: I know right? *High fives*
President Anna: In any case, a private jet is waiting to take you from the rockies to Chicago. Are you going to help your country yet again?
Derek: Yeah, sure. Lemme just break up with my girlfriend.
*He goes into the house, camera follows. Scene change quickly, the girl is crying*
Derek: Listen to me, it's not you, it's me. You see, I'm in love with another woman. Her name is liberty!
Derek's ex: She's a whore!
Derek: There's nothing slutty about freedom.
*Scene change again to the interior of the mentioned private jet*
President Anna: We have to make a stop in Austin, Texas, to recruit your partner.
Derek: Oh?
President Anna: He's a retired cop, he's dealt with terrorists before.
Derek: Houston, April 3rd 2003.
President Anna: You've done your research.
Derek: I'm always researching enemies of freedom.

*The president is approaching a man sitting on a bench in a park in Austin.*

President Anna: Sean Argus, retired cop, weapons specialist. Your country needs your assistance.
Sean: No.
President Anna: Excuse me?
*Derek runs towards Sean, and is now up close to him.*
Derek: YOU DO NOT SAY NO TO THE LEADER OF FREEDOM. GET IN THAT PLANE. DO IT. NOW. DO IT NOW NOW NOW! GET IN THERE, MARCH SOLDIER MARCH! *As Derek is yelling this, Sean is obeying*
Sean: I can't believe I'm doing this. No more terrorists, no more death, no more destruction. After Houston, I don't think I can take anymore.
President Anna: I can assure you privacy, if you help us one more time against terrorists. Chicago is falling.

*Sean and Derek are at the airport in Chicago, looking for suspicious types.*

Sean: Here. *He hands Derek a gun*
Derek: I don't need guns. I eat guns for breakfast. I call them frosted honey guns. Maybe if I get out of this alive, I'll start a food company centered around the consumption of guns.
Sean: ... Okay then. Have it your way Rambo.
Derek: Don't use knives either. Just my bare ha- Wait. Do you smell that?
Sean: Wait, what? Do you think there are explosives here?
Derek: No, terrorists. They're here. At the entrance. Come on!
Sean: ... *Sean follows Derek. They run to the entrance*

(Writers note: The rest of this script story is non stop action and thrills)

Derek: *Points at normal looking people, then runs in and jumps em. He grabs one and uses him as a weapon against the others. They look like a normal family, but fight like they've fought soldiers before.*
Sean: Holy hell. *Fires at one. Takes out a knife, and joins the melee. He stabs another*
Derek: So they're trying to hide among us *Snaps the neck of one* Clever bastards. Then again, Roma was always very crafty. *Breaks the arm off one*
Sean: How the hell did you know they were terrorists?! *Shoots the one with the broken off arm.*
Derek: It's like a sixth sense *Punches one in the face. Jaw break noises are heard* I can tell when somebody hates freedom so much they'd try to destroy it.

*One of the terrorists gets away, runs out the entrance, and down into the parking lot*

Sean: He's getting away, come on!
Derek: *They've run out into the parking lot as well, the terrorist jumps in a van, with other perfectly normal people visible. Sean and Derek have stopped a car* EXCUSE ME MA'AM, YOUR CAR HAS BEEN COMMANDEERED FOR FREEDOM!
Lady: Oh my. *They get into the car, and throw the lady out. A chase scen follows. Sean is leaning out the window, and shooting at the van. They shoot back. Cars are stopping all over the city, you can hear sirens. It's utter chaos. Citizens are caught in the cross fire. There is a ramp like object on the side of the road. Derek heads for it*
Sean and Derek at the same time: *They have jumped off the ramp* OH SHIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!

*Their car lands on top of the van. All of the terrorists except one are shown dead. The one not dead is severely injured, possibly close to death.*
Derek: WHERE IS ROMA?!!
Terrorist: I spit on you, and your obsolete views on politics *Spit*
Derek: FUCKER! *Strangles Terrorist to death* Let's go! We have to find Roma!
*A payphone is heard across the street*
Sean: What the hell?

*They approach the payphone*

Derek: Hello?
Roma: Ah, hello Derek, my old friend. How are things?
Derek: BASTARD! Where are you?!!
Roma: Why spoil the fun? Listen my friend. I have tapped explosives on about 3 school buses within the city. They are set to go off in three hours and ten minutes. Hahaha, and school lets out in 3 hours and 10 minutes! Best hurry, *All of a sudden, angry tone* This is high grade, expensive shit here! The amount of explosives on one bus alone will be able to decimate a whole block! Gooood luuuuuck! *Hang up*
Sean: Shit! We have to stop this! What should we do?
Derek: Well, we can start by interrogating the terrorists coming up on us.
Sean: Wha- *Shots are heard* SHIT! *He takes cover* What are you doing Derek, get behind something!
Derek: ... No... *He picks up a car and throws it at the approaching terrorists. He takes out three of them*
Sean: HOLY SHIT! What the hell are you?
Derek: I'm a patriot!
Sean: Shit. *Sean starts shooting at the terrorists, he takes out two*
Derek: YAAAGH! *He runs full speed at the remaining terrorists, grabs one, and slams him on the ground. He grabs the other and tosses him at a building side There is one terrorist left.*
Sean: *Approaches the terrorist* Alright mother fucker, where are the explosive buses?!
Terrorist: Aaah! One of them is the last remaining one at the bus depot! We were going to park it next to city hall. It should still be at the bus Depot, though! One is headed for Obama elementary! The other is headed for Oprah high.
Sean: *Kills terrorist* Shit, the schools are on opposite sides of the city! The bus depot is toward the center of it though... Excuse me officer! *Waves to a policeman*
Derek: SEAN NOOO! It's another terrorist in disguise *Flying kick right to the terrorist's face*
Derek: Trust no one. You go to Obama elementary, I'll go to Oprah high, we'll both head to the bus depot afterwards. It's close to navy pier, and I wouldn't put it past Roma to hide there. Let's go!