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Writer(s) : Robert Mark Kamen, Luc Besson

Genres : Action, Crime, Drama

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                           COLOMBIANA



                           Written by

                  Robert Mark Kamen & Luc Besson





                                                         August 2009 
          ON A BLACK SCREEN
                         
          BOGOTA, COLOMBIA 1997
                         
          CLOSE ON A PAGE OF A LARA CROFT COMIC BOOK
                         
          Being copied, with uncanny precision, down to the last
          detail, by a ten year old hand clutching a pencil.
                         
                          VOICE
           Cataleya!
                         
          The page of a notebook turns, revealing neat cursive
          handwriting, covers the comic.
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. CAT'S HOME - DAY
                         
          CATALEYA RESTREPO, CAT for short, a contained, very
          centered 10 year old, pretty, but with a toughness, sitting
          at the dining room table, in a well kept, but modest home,
          with windows that look out over the steep hillside favela,
          attends to her notebook.
                         
          On the window there are half a dozen beautiful orchid
          plants. The rare Cataleya orchid. All around there are
          packed cartons, suitcases. Moving day is at hand.
                         
                          MOTHER
           Cat! Is your homework finished
           yet?
                         
                          CAT
           Working on it Mama.
                         
          Her mother, taking time off from packing, comes over to
          Cat, and turns the page of the notebook to reveal the Lara
          Croft comic and it's copy.
                         
                          MOTHER
           You draw beautifully my love, but
           if you want to be something in
           life you have to study.
                         
                          CAT
           I am studying Mama. I want to be
           a super hero.
                         
          Her mother turns the page back to the lessons.
                         
                          MOTHER
           Better to be a doctor. A lawyer.
                         
                          CAT
           Are we going to see Uncle Emilio?
           2.
                         
                          MOTHER
           I don't know. Just waiting to
           hear from your father.
                         
          Cat looks up at a picture on the wall of the family. Cat,
          her mother, and her father. Her face carries a bit of
          worry.
                         
                         CLOSE ON
                         
                          DON LUIS
           I can't believe this.
                         
          Mid 40'S, a gentleman, calm, courteous, impeccably dressed.
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S GARDEN - DAY
                         
          At a table, with bottle of liquor and two glasses, Don
          Luis sits opposite...
                         
                          FABIO
           Why not?
                         
          Cat's father. Off to the side, Don Luis's right hand man,
          MARCO, stands like any right hand, unobtrusive.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Because I love you Fabio. Like a
           brother.
                         
                          FABIO
           And I love you Don Luis. Like a
           brother.
                         
          He turns to Marco.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Can you believe this guy Marco?
           We started when we were little...how
           old were we Fabio?
                         
                          FABIO
           Ten.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Ten year old bastards stealing
           apples from the carts in the market.
           After all we've been through.
           And now we're on top, he wants to
           leave...
                         
                          FABIO
           Luis, I'm going to be honest with
           you. You remember I had that
           operation?
           3.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           That was last year.
                         
                          FABIO
           Since then, I'm not a hundred
           percent. And you can't do this
           thing if you're not a hundred
           percent. I'm tired.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           So you'll take a rest.
                         
                          FABIO
           You know how many times we should
           have been dead?
                         
                          DON LUIS
           I don't even want to count.
                         
                          FABIO
           Neither do I. But you gotta think.
           How lucky we are to still be alive.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Yeah. That's right. We're alive.
           And what about the future of this
           thing we built?
                         
                          FABIO
           It's yours. It's not my thing any
           more.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           I'm not going to talk you out of
           it, am I cabron?
                         
                          FABIO
           I'll always be there for you Luis.
           Just pick up the phone, I'm there.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           I'm gonna hold you to that. You
           bastard.
                          (EMOTIONAL)
           I'm going to miss you.
                         
                          FABIO
           And I'm going to miss you.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           OK. Enough of this sentimental
           bullshit. Next we'll be crying
           like two old women. Come on! One
           last drink, huh?
                         
          He pours the liquor into the glasses.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           To the future.
           4.
                         
          They tap glasses.
                         
                          FABIO
           Bueno.
                         
          They shoot the liquor down. Fabio rises.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           So. Business is all clear?
                         
                          FABIO
           All clear.
                         
          He hands Don Luis a computer disc.
                         
                          FABIO
           It's all here.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           No other copies?
                         
                          FABIO
           You even have to ask?
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Hey.
                         
          He shrugs. Opens his arms. The two men embrace. Close
          as brothers.
                         
                          FABIO
           Adios Marco. Make sure he doesn't
           get in too much trouble.
                         
                          MARCO
           Adios Don Fabio. I'll do my best.
                         
          And with that, Fabio exits the garden. Don Luis watches
          him, sad to see his friend go. Sighs deeply, pours himself
          a whiskey, downs it, turns to Marco.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Kill this motherfucker.
                         
          INT. CAR - DAY
                         
          Two men, holding automatics in their laps sit in the back,
          the driver in the front. They see Fabio very contained,
          calm, walking towards them. The driver turns the engine
          on. Fabio slips into the passenger seat. The car takes
          off.
                         
          Fabio explodes. Smashes the dashboard. Over and over.
                         
                          FABIO
           This fucker! The motherfucker!
                         
          He keeps banging the dash.
           5.
                         
                          DRIVER
           Not OK Boss?
                         
                          FABIO
           This bastard thinks I'm an idiot.
           Playing it all mellow and shit.
           If he would have yelled and screamed
           and threatened to kill my whole
           family, it would have been OK. We
           have an hour to get out of here.
           At most.
                         
          Off the nervous looks of the guys in the car...
                         
          EXT. CAT'S HOME - DAY
                         
          Fabio's car comes to a screeching halt. Fabio exits to
          three other gunmen, nervous, on edge. The gunmen from the
          car take defensive positions. Fabio runs up the stairs.
                         
          INT. CAT'S HOME - DAY
                         
          Cat is still at the table drawing, when she hears the
          screeching of tires, the fast footsteps outside. She senses
          a storm coming. Fabio bursts in. His wife sees his tension
          filled face.
                         
                          MOTHER
           Fabio?
                         
                          FABIO
           We've got ten minutes.
                         
                          MOTHER
                          (PANICKED)
           Cataleya, go pack!
                         
                          CAT
           I'm packed Mama.
                         
          Cat is strangely calm, just sits at the table. Watches as
          Fabio takes the family picture off the wall, pries the
          frame back, extracts a small chip hidden inside the frame,
          comes over to Cat.
                         
                          FABIO
           Listen to me my darling. Just in
           case of anything. This...
                         
          He holds the chip up.
                         
                          FABIO
           This is your passport. Do you
           understand?
                         
          She nods. He places the chip in her hand, takes a card
          out of his pocket.
           6.
                         
                          FABIO
           You find yourself alone? You go
           to the address on this card. Show
           it to the man at the front gate.
                         
                          CAT
           I don't understand papa.
                         
                          FABIO
           You don't have to understand. You
           just have to listen, and remember.
                         
          As Cat looks at the chip.
                         
          EXT. CAT'S HOME - DAY
                         
          As Fabio's men keep a sharp lookout, two SUV's come rolling
          down the street. Their fingers work the triggers of their
          weapons. The two SUV's roll up. The blacked out windows
          roll down.
                         
                          MAN
           (polite. smiling)
           Hola. We want to see Don Fabio.
                         
                          BODYGUARD
           He's not home.
                         
                          MAN
           You mind if we wait?
                         
                          BODYGUARD
           Your time.
                         
          INT. CAT'S HOME - DAY
                         
          Fabio writes on top of Cat's drawing, rips the page off,
          folds it, puts it in her pocket, removes a medal from around
          his neck, drapes it over hers.
                         
                          FABIO
           And this will keep you safe.
                         
          Cat looks down at the medal.
                         
          CLOSE ON THE MEDAL
                         
          An imprint of a flower.
                         
                          FABIO
           The Cataleya orchid. It comes
           from one place on Earth. Our place.
           My mother, your grandmother, used
           to grow them. Every morning I
           would wake up to the sight of them.
           The smell of them. That's why I
           named you after them. It reminds
           us of who we are.
           7.
                         
          He kisses her on the forehead. His wife appears at the
          doorway with two suitcases.
                         
                          MOTHER
           I'm ready.
                         
          EXT. CAT'S HOME - DAY
                         
          The man in the SUV is on the phone.
                         
                          MAN
           They said he's not home yet.
                         
          He listens.
                         
                          MAN
           OK. OK.
                         
          He hangs up. Puts his phone back in his pocket. Walks up
          to Fabio's men.
                         
                          MAN
           Change of plans.
                         
          He pulls out his gun, shoots them point blank.
                         
          INT. CAT'S HOME - DAY
                         
          As they are exiting the house through a rear door, the
          shots ring out. They see another black SUV rushing up the
          street.
                         
                          FABIO
           Back!
                         
          He pushes his family back inside. Fabio runs to the window.
          Sees his men on the losing end of a gun battle. As the
          men fall, and others run up the stairs firing as they
          retreat toward the front door...
                         
                          FABIO
           Too late. Get ready!
                         
          The Mother drops the suitcases and runs to the rear room.
          Fabio comes over to the unnaturally calm Cat.
                         
                          FABIO
           I love you very much.
                         
                          CAT
           I love you too Papa.
                         
          CLOSE ON FABIO'S HAND
                         
          Reaches under the table where Cat is sitting, takes a gun
          strapped there. Next to the gun is a big knife.
                         
          And then footsteps, coming fast outside, draw his attention.
           8.
                         
                          FABIO
           Alicia!
                         
          His wife runs into the room toting two big assed assault
          rifles. She tosses one to Fabio. Both of them take up
          shooter's positions facing the door.
                         
          ANGLE ON CAT
                         
          Sitting at the table, very still. Watching.
                         
          ANGLE ON HER MOTHER AND FATHER
                         
          Facing the front door, hands gripping their assault rifles,
          sweat dripping down their faces, chests heaving, waiting,
          waiting, to blow anyone who comes through the door to
          kingdom come.
                         
          But they never get the chance because...
                         
          BBBBRRRRAAAAKKKKKK!!!!!!!!
                         
          Machine gun fire shatters the windows on both sides of the
          room, tearing into their bodies before they even get one
          shot off. Tearing the orchid plants there to shred.
                         
          Cat watches in mute disbelief, shocked, as her parents
          bodies are riddled with heavy caliber rounds making them
          twitch and dance like marionettes on wires. Their blood
          splattering across the room, across her.
                         
          And then...
                         
          Silence. Silence so complete it is deafening in it's
          absence of any sound. Cat just sits in her chair.
                         
          And then the door bursts open and four gunmen storm into
          the room, their assault weapons trained on the only living
          thing in the room.
                         
          Cat. Marco enters.
                         
                          MARCO
           You in the kitchen. You, the
           bedroom. You, the back.
                         
          The gunmen scatter. Marco has his inquisitive eye on Cat,
          who does not drop her eyes, impossible to read.
                         
          One of the GUNMAN strides over to Cat, jams a gun to her
          head. Cat does not move a muscle. Does not blink.
                         
          ANGLE ON MARCO
                         
          Examines the frame Fabio dug the chip out of.
                         
          ANGLE ON THE GUNMAN WITH THE GUN TO CAT'S HEAD
                         
          He chambers a round, is about to pull the trigger...
           9.
                         
                          MARCO
           Hey! What are you doing?
                         
          As the other gunmen begin to tear the house apart, looking
          for something, Marco strides over to Cat. The frame in
          his hand.
                         
                          GUNMAN
           Don Luis said kill everyone.
                         
                          MARCO
           He also said no names.
                         
                          GUNMAN
           She won't remember.
                         
          He is about to pull the trigger.
                         
                          MARCO
           HEY!
                         
          The gunman stops.
                         
                          MARCO
           She's a kid.
                         
                          GUNMAN
           So what?
                         
                          MARCO
           What do you mean so what? You
           take a kid, teach them, they have
           value.
                         
          The gunman takes his gun, lifts Cat's lip, looks at her
          teeth.
                         
                          GUNMAN
           I couldn't even get ten bucks for
           her in the street.
                         
          The gunman is about to pull the trigger again.
                         
                          MARCO
           Are you stupid or what? Here.
                         
          Marco hands him some cash.
                         
                          MARCO
           Here's twenty asshole. Go do your
           job.
                         
          Scowling, the gunman joins the others in ripping the house
          apart, looking for something.
                         
          Marco calmly goes to the fridge, takes out two bottles of
          water, cracks the caps, sets one down on front of Cat as
          he sits opposite her. Her hands are in her lap.
           10.
                         
                          MARCO
                          (SOFTLY)
           Remember me Cataleya?
                         
          Cat shakes her head no.
                         
                          MARCO
           I was at your confirmation. My
           name is Marco, and I was a very
           good friend of your father. I see
           he gave you his medal.
                         
          Alluding to the medal around her neck.
                         
                          MARCO
           The Cataleya orchid. His symbol.
           Your name. That's good. This way
           you will always remember him.
                          (BEAT)
           I know this is a terrible thing
           for you to have seen.
                         
          All the while his men are searching, frisking the bodies
          of the dead, even tearing the heels off their shoes.
                         
                          MARCO
           Some things are too complicated
           for a kid to understand. This is
           one of them. But I am going to
           try explain it and make it very
           simple for you. So you understand.
           Now, you know who Don Luis is?
                         
          Cat responds, shakes her head yes. Her hand slips
          imperceptibly under the table.
                         
          CLOSE ON HER HAND
                         
          Touches the handle of the knife taped there.
                         
                          MARCO
           Of course you do. He was your
           father's best friend since they're
           kids. He's like an Uncle to you.
           You know he has always been good
           to your family, don't you?
                         
          Again Cat shakes her head.
                         
                          MARCO
           This house, the food you eat, the
           clothes you wear. Even your school
           fees. All this comes from Don
           Luis. You know that?
                         
          Again Cat shakes her head.
           11.
                         
                          MARCO
           But when someone is good to you
           and you are not good to them back,
           then bad things happen. Things
           like...
                         
          He alludes to the riddled bodies of her dead parents.
                         
                          MARCO
           This.
                         
          Cat looks from the bodies and back to Marco, no emotion in
          her eyes.
                         
                          MARCO
           I know you are a smart girl. You
           do well in school. So I know this
           is not too complicated for you to
           understand. Am I right?
                         
          Cat nods.
                         
                          MARCO
           Good. Now, your father had
           something that belonged to Don
           Luis. A little thing. No bigger
           than...
                         
          He holds up his thumbnail.
                         
                          MARCO
           This. Maybe it was in this.
                         
          He holds up the frame, shows where the chip was dug out of
          the wood.
                         
                          MARCO
           Do you know what I am talking about?
                         
          Cat nods.
                         
          CLOSE ON CAT'S HAND
                         
          Gripping the knife handle.
                         
                          MARCO
           Excellent. Do you know where it
           is?
                         
          Cat nods.
                         
                          MARCO
           Well, if you give it to me, Don
           Luis will be very grateful. And
           very generous. He will make sure
           that you are clothed, fed, and
           sent to the very best school. You
           will have everything you want.
                          (MORE)
           12.
                         
                          MARCO (CONT'D)
           But if you don't give it to him,
           he will be very unhappy. And you
           see what happens when he is not
           happy, yes?
                         
          Cat nods yes.
                         
                          MARCO
           So why don't you just give that
           little thing which belongs to him.
           Will you do that?
                         
          Cat hesitates for a moment, and then removes one hand from
          underneath the table, her fist closed tight. Marco smiles,
          kindly. He holds out his hand.
                         
                          MARCO
           You are a smart girl.
                         
          Marco opens his hand.
                         
                          MARCO
           And in this life, smart girls get
           everything they want. What do you
           want Cat?
                         
          And just as she is about to open her hand...
                         
          CLOSE ON HER OTHER HAND
                         
          Under the table, gripping the handle of the knife taped
          there.
                         
                          MARCO
           Just tell me sweetheart...what do
           you want?
                         
          In a flash, the knife is whipped out and buried into Marco's
          unsuspecting, open palm. Driven with such force, the knife
          pierces through the back of his hand, and sticks into the
          table beneath; pinning his hand. Marco wants to scream
          but there is so much pain, nothing escapes his throat.
                         
                          CAT
           (in his ear)
           To kill Don Luis!
                         
                          MARCO
           AAARRRGGGHHHH!!!!!
                         
          The men searching look up, and before they can react, Cat
          races past them.
                         
                          MARCO
           Get her!
                         
          TRACK WITH CAT
           13.
                         
          As she runs through the rooms of the house, sprints to the
          bathroom where one foot hits the toilet, springing her
          onto the ledge of a very small window. As she looks back,
          she sees the gunmen in hot pursuit. And she jumps, head
          first. Barely squeezing her small frame through the tiny
          window.
                         
          And she drops...
                         
          Six feet down, onto a ledge, that is just beneath the
          window. She flattens against the wall, holding onto the
          medal of her father.
                         
          ON THE BATHROOM
                         
          One of the gunman comes to the window, cannot fit through,
          looks out, does not see anybody across, then hears something
          beneath him, looks down, sees the tip of a shoe below.
          Puts his gun out the window, points it down, and....
                         
          BBBBRRRRAAAAKKKKKKK!!!!!!
                         
          Lets loose with a barrage from his weapon.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          She watches as the bullets split the cement all around her
          feet. Coming inches from ripping into them. And then the
          barrage stops.
                         
          ON THE GUNMAN
                         
          His clip runs out. And as he fumbles to slam another one
          in...
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          She hears the pause. Looks out over the sprawl of houses
          that stretch up and down the steep hillsides of the favela.
          She looks down at her open palm at the small chip her father
          gave her. Pops the chip in her mouth, swallows, leaps
          over the small divide between her house and the next roof,
          and takes off running.
                         
          ON THE GUNMAN
                         
          Gets the clip to fit, sees Cat heading off across the roof,
          out in the open, exposed, vulnerable. He lifts his gun to
          shoot, when the gun muzzle is slammed up, peppers the
          ceiling with bullets. The gunman turns to Marco, holding
          his bloody rag wrapped hand.
                         
                          MARCO
           We need her alive!
                         
          EXT. FAVELA - DAY
                         
          Cat leaps from one rooftop to another, shinnies down a
          drain pipe onto another roof.
           14.
                         
          ANGLE ON THE GUNMEN
                         
          Jumping down from the window of Cat's home, start to sprint
          across the roof in hot pursuit.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          She drops down to another roof, this one filled with a
          vegetable patch, where an old man is gardening.
                         
          EXT. FAVELA - DAY
                         
          Marco exits Cat's house, wrapping his bloody hand tightly
          with a piece of his shirt.
                         
                          MARCO
           Go! Go!
                         
          He orders four more gunmen who have just zoomed up on
          motorcycles. The souped up rice rockets take off in four
          different directions.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          As she comes off the last rooftop, down into a small alley.
          She sprints across to a small door. She kicks at the door,
          which gives way and enters...
                         
          AN OPEN COURTYARD
                         
          Where a half dozen women are doing laundry by an open tap.
          They look up to the sight of this little girl in the blood
          splattered school uniform, do not say a word. And neither
          does Cat. She just runs through to a small gate on the
          far side of the courtyard, opens it, and disappears. One
          of the women casually hangs one of her wet sheets over the
          gate, hiding it.
                         
          ON THE GUNMEN
                         
          They crash through the vegetable garden. The old man deftly
          kicks a rake leaning against the wall. It falls in between
          the rows of tomato vines.
                         
          When the gunmen sprint through, the first one trips over
          the rake, goes crashing through the vines, which causes
          the two men behind him to also trip and fall. The fourth
          man hurdles his fallen cohorts, bounds over the roof.
                         
          And the fifth man, looks at the old man. Knows what he
          has done. Shoots him dead before jumping off the roof.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          She races down a steep hill in the crowded favela streets.
                         
          ON THE GUNMEN
           15.
                         
          They enter the laundry yard. The women don't even look
          up. The gunmen look around, just see laundry hanging from
          the fence, do not see the hidden door. Race back out.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          She runs down a steep alley, filled with people sitting
          outside their homes, chatting, playing dominoes.
                         
          At the end of the alley, two motorcycles appear. The riders
          see Cat, as she sees them. They turn their bikes into the
          alley...
                         
          VRROOOM!
                         
          And bear down on Cat.
                         
          Cat sprints back up the hill. She goes to escape into one
          of the open doors, but she finds that one after another
          the doors have closed shut, the people fled inside.
                         
          The bikes eat up the hill. Cat's legs are no match for
          them. It seems she will be caught any second. She ducks
          down a street where laundry is hung on a concealed metal
          pipe running the length of the alley. As Cat ducks through
          the sheets the gunmen gun their bikes right towards her,
          tear through the sheets...
                         
          AND THE CONCEALED METAL PIPE CATCHES THEM ACROSS THEIR
          THROATS.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          She looks back, to the dead gunmen, disappears over the
          hill.
                         
          AND JUST AS SHE DOES...
                         
          Marco, in an open top jeep, with three of his gunmen ON
          BOARD, comes rolling up the road. He sees Cat.
                         
                          MARCO
           There!
                         
          The jeep screeches around. Cat dashes down an alley.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          As she runs up the alley with it's open sewers running on
          either side.
                         
                         ON MARCO
                         
          The alley is too narrow for the jeep. The men spill out,
          spring up the alley.
                         
                          MARCO
           Alive!
           16.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          She runs up the alley, then ducks down another one. She
          comes to a ladder that leads up a fence, begins to climb.
                         
          ON THE GUNMEN
                         
          Running up the alley, turning into the next one. Where
          they see the ladder. One of the gunmen pulls out his cell
          phone.
                         
                         ON MARCO
                         
          In the jeep, scouting as it rolls along.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          She is running for all she is worth, out of breath, scared.
                         
                         ANGLE ON
                         
          More thugs on bikes, on foot, in cars. They are everywhere.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          She is leaning against a wall on a rooftop, gulping air,
          when she hears the roar of engines. Looks over the side
          of the building to see dozens of gunmen flooding the area.
                         
                         ON GUNMEN
                         
          Climbing the ladder.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          Hearing them coming.
                         
                         ON GUNMEN
                         
          Surrounding a building. Throwing grappling hooks onto the
          roof ledge.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          Seeing the grappling hooks claw onto the roof edge.
                         
                         ON GUNMEN
                         
          Cresting the roof from the ladder.
                         
                         ON GUNMEN
                         
          Rappelling up the side of the building on the grappling
          ropes.
                         
                         ON GUNMEN
                         
          Flooding onto the roof from both sides. Coming to the
          spot where Cat was only moments before. To find no Cat.
           17.
                         
          One of the gunmen takes out his cell. Dials.
                         
                         ON MARCO
                         
          On the phone.
                         
                          MARCO
           North! Go North! We're cutting
           off the southern streets!
                         
          Marco slams his phone shut. Heads for his car.
                         
                         ON GUNMEN
                         
                          GUNMAN
           North!
                         
          The gunmen clear the roof. As the last one leaves, he
          takes one last suspicious sweep of the roof, cannot figure
          where this wisp of a girl went to. His eyes briefly focus
          on the chimney...
                         
                          GUNMAN
           Let's go.
                         
          He clambers over the side of the roof.
                         
          THE CAMERA STAYS FOCUSED ON THE CHIMNEY.
                         
          INT. CHIMNEY - DAY
                         
          Cat, holding her breath, listening keenly to the sound of
          the men departing, is wedged into the chimney, her hands
          and feet clinging like a lizard to the walls on either
          side.
                         
          EXT. STREET - DAY
                         
          Cat comes over the top of a hill, the soot of the chimney,
          mingled with the blood of her parents, staining her dress.
          The doors and windows all along the street are shuttered
          tight. Her eyes search the curb as she makes her way down
          the street. When she hears the sound of a vehicle. She
          looks up to a jeep turning the corner.
                         
          REVERSE ON MARCO
                         
          In the windshield of the jeep, staring at her.
                         
                          MARCO
           We got her! Close the net!
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          She sees Marco. She pauses for a moment, and then does
          something that stuns even Marco. She starts to run right
          towards the jeep!
                         
                         ON MARCO
           18.
                         
          A bit stunned.
                         
                          MARCO
           What is she doing?
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          She keeps sprinting toward the jeep. Another jeep appears
          over the hill behind her. Starts to come at her.
                         
                         ON MARCO
                         
          As his jeep speeds right for her.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          As she runs, her eyes go to the right, and it becomes
          apparent she knows exactly what she is doing. She has a
          plan. And she executes it. Suddenly, she leaps for the
          curb and...
                         
          A SEWER GRATE.
                         
                         ON MARCO
                         
          Sees Cat dive to the curb.
                         
                          MARCO
           No!
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          As she wriggles her skinny little body down the grate,
          with barely enough room to squeeze in. But in she does
          squeeze.
                         
                         ON MARCO
                         
          In total disbelief, watching her disappear down the narrow
          slit in the curb.
                         
          Both jeeps pull up. The men jump out. Marco flattens to
          the street, peers into the grate, sees Cat staring up at
          him.
                         
          Marco takes his gun out. Jams it in the grate...
                         
          BAMBAMBAMBAMBAM!!!!
                         
          Empties his clip into the dark. When he runs out of ammo,
          he peers down again.
                         
          Cat is gone. The gunmen run to the next sewer grate fire
          into that one. Marco looks down, no Cat.
                         
                          MARCO
           Get down there!
                         
          The gunmen rip the grate out, jump down the hole.
           19.
                         
          INT. SEWERS - DAY
                         
          The gunmen, following the beams of their flashlights, go
          tramping through the muck of the sewers, trying to find
          Cat. The only living things they find are rats, scurrying
          across their feet.
                         
                          GUNMAN
                          (ON PHONE)
           We lost her!
                         
                         ON MARCO
                         
                          MARCO
           FUCK! FUCK!
                         
          He kicks every car in the street in frustration.
                         
          INT. SEWERS - DAY
                         
          The gunmen wait in the sewer, waiting.
                         
           MARCO V.O.
           Come back out.
                         
          The gunmen retreat back the way they came. They do not
          see someone watching them go.
                         
                         ANGLE ON
                         
          A small crevice in the sewer wall. Cat has squeezed herself
          into the crack, almost invisible.
                         
          EXT. STREET - SUNSET
                         
          Cars and trucks rumble along a busy thoroughfare.
                         
          CLOSE ON A SEWER GRATE CUT INTO THE SIDE OF THE CURB
                         
          A hand emerges. And then, Cat pulls herself out, into the
          street.
                         
          PULL BACK TO CAT RISING
                         
          She stands at the edge of the busy thoroughfare, and looks
          around. She is in the heart of the city. Where tall office
          buildings, compete with graceful, classical mansions. In
          the distance, she sees the hillsides, covered with the
          twinkling lights of the favelas, two miles, and a world
          away.
                         
          EXT. AMERICAN EMBASSY - NIGHT
                         
          Two Marines stand guard. Looking straight ahead.
                         
                          VOICE
           Excuse me...
           20.
                         
          The Marine looks down to Cat. Bedraggled, covered in soot
          and blood and shit. Holding out the card her father gave
          her.
                         
          CLOSE ON THE FACE OF A MIDDLE AGED AMERICAN
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. EMBASSY OFFICE - NIGHT
                         
          The American looks at the card Cat gave to the Marine,
          hands it to another American.
                         
                          AMERICAN 1
           And you say you have something for
           us?
                         
          He turns to Cat, who nods yes.
                         
                          AMERICAN 1
           May I see it?
                         
          Cat takes a beat. Puts her fingers down her throat. And
          throws up all over the man's desk.
                         
                          AMERICAN 1
           Oh jeez...
                         
          Cat reaches into the goop on the desk and comes up with
          the chip. She hands it over to the man behind the desk,
          who takes a handkerchief out and takes it from her,
          gingerly. He looks at the chip, looks at Cat.
                         
                          AMERICAN 1
                          (REPULSED)
           Thank you.
                         
          CLOSE ON A COMPUTER SCREEN
                         
          Facts, figures, names, dates, a wealth of information
          scrolls down.
                         
          PULL BACK TO THE TWO AMERICANS LOOKING AT EACH OTHER
                         
                          AMERICAN 1
           We have to record this.
                         
          Cat does not understand. The second American hits a button
          on a remote.
                         
          ANGLE ON A HIDDEN CAMERA ROLLING
                         
                         BACK ON
                         
                          AMERICAN 1
           Where did you get this?
                         
                          CAT
           My Papa.
           21.
                         
                          AMERICAN 1
           And where is your Papa?
                         
                          CAT
           Dead.
                         
                          AMERICAN 1
           Did he tell you what this is?
                         
                          CAT
           Yes...my passport.
                         
          INT. AIRPLANE - DAY
                         
          Cat watches out the window as the plane's landing gear
          drops and the city of Miami spreads out before her in all
          it's shimmer and glistening glory.
                         
                          VOICE
           We are making our final approach
           to Miami International airport.
           Please fasten your seat belts.
                         
          She looks down at the medal around her neck. A tear forms
          in her eye. Rolls down her cheek. Impossible to tell if
          it is a tear of joy or sadness.
                         
          INT. JETWAY - DAY
                         
          Cat, with a plastic envelope holding her travel documents
          around her neck, accompanied by an airline rep, walks down
          the jetway toward the entrance to the airport, where a MAN
          is standing. Looking directly at her.
                         
          All the passengers are filing to the left as they leave
          the jetway, but as Cat and her escort approach the man...
                         
                          MAN
           Come with me.
                         
          He walks to the right.
                         
          INT. PRIVATE OFFICE - DAY
                         
          Cat stands in front of a rotund bureaucrat, with the man
          who escorted her, handing over her passport.
                         
                          BUREAUCRAT
           She's the one?
                         
                          MAN
           She is indeed.
                         
          The Bureaucrat looks at her passport. As Cat glimpses
          through the slatted window looking out over the Customs
          floor, where all the other passengers are being processed
          in long lines.
           22.
                         
                          BUREAUCRAT
           You must have done something pretty
           important to get the royal treatment
           little lady.
                         
          Cat says nothing. He stamps her passport.
                         
                          BUREAUCRAT
           Welcome to America.
                         
          Cat looks at him, not sure if this is good news or bad
          news.
                         
          ON THE MIAMI SKYLINE
                         
          INT. CAR - DAY
                         
          Cat looks out the window of the car at the skyline passing
          by, silent, filled with wonder.
                         
                          MAN
           You like music?
                         
          Cat looks at him, doesn't respond. He turns the radio on.
          A god awful C&W song comes on. Cat looks at him for a
          moment, then reaches over, turns the radio off. Goes back
          to looking out the window.
                         
          EXT. BOARDING SCHOOL - EVENING
                         
          The car passes a gate with a sign: MISS PORTERS SCHOOL FOR
          GIRLS.
                         
                          VOICE
           It's been our mission statement
           since we first opened our doors in
           nineteen twenty three...
                         
          INT. HEADMISTRESSES OFFICE - EVENING
                         
                          HEADMISSTRESS
           To provide a safe, healthy nurturing
           environment where young women can
           get the education they will need
           to meet the challenges of that
           amazing adventure called life.
           How does that sound to you, my
           dear?
                         
          Cat does not respond, she just stares out the window.
                         
                          MAN
           It's been a long day for her.
           Here's the check for the year's
           tuition.
                         
          He hands over a check.
           23.
                         
                          MAN
           And the five hundred dollars
           allowance for the first six months.
                         
          He hands over a wad of bills.
                         
                          HEADMISSTRESS
           Which we keep right here...
                         
          She places the money in an envelope with Cat's name on it,
          and puts the envelope into a drawer.
                         
                          HEADMISSTRESS
           And give you twenty a week for
           incidentals.
                         
          She hands a twenty to Cat. Who takes it without saying a
          word.
                         
                          HEADMISSTRESS
           What do we say darling?
                         
                          CAT
           Where do I sleep?
                         
          INT. DORMITORY - EVENING
                         
          Three dozen girls of all ages go about their business.
          Some do homework on their beds, others do their hair, dance,
          run around.
                         
          And suddenly, at the sound of a door opening, they all
          stop and look in the same direction at Cat and the MONITOR
                         
                          MONITOR
           Girls, this is your new classmate.
           Please welcome her and show her
           the ropes.
                          (TO CAT)
           Wake up is at seven. Sweet dreams.
                         
          She exits. All the girls stare at Cat. No one makes a
          move. In the silence, you can hear a pin drop, until...
                         
          The biggest girl in the dorm, a head taller than everyone,
          and twenty pounds heavier, with bully written all over her
          face, saunters down the aisle right towards Cat. Her name
          is...
                         
                          SHERRI
           I'm Sherri. And you are?
                         
                          CAT
           Very tired.
                         
          The girls all around twitter. Sherri looks back at them,
          no good rising on her smirking face.
           24.
                         
                          SHERRI
           Well, 'very tired', I'm sure you
           want to lay down and rest your
           little head?
                         
                          CAT
           I do.
                         
                          SHERRI
           There's your bed...
                         
          She points halfway down the aisle to an empty bed. Cat is
          about to walk towards it, when Sherri puts a beefy hand in
          her chest.
                         
                          CAT
           But it's gonna cost you.
                          (BEAT)
           Twenty dollars.
                         
          Cat looks at Sherri. Looks at the other girls all hanging
          on every word, waiting to see what jumps off.
                         
          Cat considers, then reaches into her jumper and extracts
          the twenty dollars the headmisstress gave her. Hands it
          over to Sherri.
                         
                          SHERRI
           A week. Peace has it's price,
           y'know what I'm saying?
                         
          Cat says nothing, just stares at Sherri.
                         
                          SHERRI
           Are we clear on that?
                         
                          CAT
           Twenty dollars a week.
                         
          Sherri opens her sweatshirt to reveal a fanny pack. She
          unzips it, puts Cat's twenty in with a wad of other
          twenties.
                         
                          SHERRI
           We got a smart one!
                         
          The other girls hoot and whistle. Sherri removes her hand
          from Cat's chest.
                         
                          SHERRI
           You can go now.
                          (BEAT)
           In peace.
                         
          Cat still says nothing. She walks up the aisle past all
          the other girls, who remain silent. It is only after Cat
          has laid down on her bed, that the laughing and twittering
          resumes.
           25.
                         
          Cat stares at the ceiling, her hand reaches inside her
          jumper, takes out the medal her father gave her. She holds
          it close in her hand, just lays that way.
                         
                         FADE TO
                         
          INT. DORMITORY - NIGHT
                         
          All the girls are asleep in their beds. Silence reigns,
          except for the small cries and sighs of girls asleep.
                         
          CLOSE ON CAT
                         
          Her eyes still open, her hand clutching her father's medal.
          She gets up.
                         
          INT. HALL - NIGHT
                         
          Cat makes her way down the hall. At the end of the Hall
          is a door marked EXIT. But she is not looking at the exit
          she is looking for something else. And she finds it. A
          door marked: HEADMISTRESS.
                         
          Cat tries the door, it is locked. She takes her father's
          medal from around her neck, and uses it to pop the lock.
          Looking left and right to make sure the coast is clear,
          she enters.
                         
          INT. HEADMISTRESSES OFFICE - NIGHT
                         
          Cat tries the drawer where the Headmistress locked her
          money away. She looks around, takes a letter opener off
          the desk, pops the drawer, extracts the envelope with her
          name on it.
                         
          INT. HALL - NIGHT
                         
          Again Cat walks down the darkened hall, looking for another
          door. Finds it marked: INFIRMARY.
                         
          INT. INFIRMARY - NIGHT
                         
          Cat walks along the cabinets containing the pharmaceuticals
          until she finds what she is looking for. She smashes the
          glass door, reaches in, extracts one bottle.
                         
          CLOSE ON SHERRI ASLEEP
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. DORMITORY - NIGHT
                         
          Cat, with four belts slung over her shoulder, the bottle
          from the infirmary in one in one hand, a cloth in the other,
          stands over the sleeping Sherri.
                         
          Cat pours the contents of the bottle out into the cloth.
          Seals the bottle. Puts it down. Then takes the cloth and
          places it over Sherri's sleeping face, ever so gently.
           26.
                         
          FADE TO BLACK
                         
          EXT. HORIZON - SUNRISE
                         
          The sun comes up over the horizon, casts it's first rays
          through the windows of...
                         
          INT. DORMITORY - MORNING
                         
          The sun hits the faces of the girls. As they wake, they
          find two very interesting things.
                         
          1. A twenty dollar bill on each bed.
                         
          2. Sherri fast asleep, her hands and feet tied to the post
          of the bed with belts, her shirt pulled up, her money belt
          gone. And the word THIEF written in magic marker across
          her stomach. And the drawing of the Cataleya orchid.
                         
                         CLOSE ON
                         
          A kind faced Hispanic woman, a...
                         
                          TICKET AGENT
           Hola chica, where are we wanting
           to go today?
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. BUS STATION - DAY
                         
          Cat, barely up to the window, hands the ticket agent the
          piece of paper her father gave her. The woman looks at
          the paper.
                         
                          TICKET AGENT
           Chicago is not next door, you know.
                         
                          CAT
           How much?
                         
          Cat holds up the envelope from the headmistresses office.
                         
          MONTAGE DAY/NIGHT
                         
          The landscape of America passes by through the window of a
          bus. Clutching a new Lara Croft comic, nibbling on a big
          Mac and fries out of a bag, Cat sees...
                         
          The sugar cane harvests in the Florida wetlands.
                         
          Two big fat black women sitting on the porch of a shack
          shelling peas in the deep South.
                         
          The Steel Mills of Pittsburgh fire up.
                         
          The endless expanse of corn and wheat stretching from
          horizon to horizon across Ohio.
           27.
                         
          The giant milk barns of Indiana with their hundreds of
          cows.
                         
          And finally, sees the great city of Chicago looming in the
          distance as the bus hurls down the highway towards it.
                         
          EXT. CHICAGO BUS TERMINAL - NIGHT
                         
          As seedy as any bus terminal. People bustling, people
          hustling. A veritable cauldron of humanity bubbling with
          the good, the bad, the ugly. The predators and the prey.
                         
          Cat exits into this stew of life, looks around, checks
          things out. As she is checked out in turn by some pretty
          sleazy types.
                         
          Cat ignores the eyes following her, walks up to a dwarf
          hawking newspapers. Hands him her slip of paper. He points
          her in a direction.
                         
                         MONTAGE
                         
          Cat walks across the neighborhoods of Chicago.
                         
          Sees the signs in Polish change into signs in Italian, in
          Spanish, Chinese, Ethiopian.
                         
          She hands her paper to an Ethiopian cabbie. He points her
          onward.
                         
          She walks past bars where black gangbangers watch her pass.
          She hands one her paper, he points her on.
                         
          She walks past massive churches, synagogues, mosques.
                         
          She walks past the stately houses of the Gold Coast, along
          the deserted stretches of the glam shops on Michigan Avenue,
          over the bridges...
                         
          Until she comes to...
                         
          EXT. ROUGH NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT
                         
          The denizens of this world look every bit as dangerous as
          they are. Gangbangers, con artists, trouble waiting to
          happen at every turn.
                         
          ANGLE ON CAT
                         
          Cat, walking down the block as the eyes of everyone she
          passes follow her. She stops on a street corner. Seems
          lost. Opposite her a group of men, hanging outside a bar
          see her. The leader of the group calls her over.
                         
                          MAN
           Hey kid. You know what time it
           is?
                         
          Cat shakes her head.
           28.
                         
                          MAN
           It's late, and this is not the
           kind of place a kid should be
           hanging out. What are you doing
           here?
                         
          Cat hands him her paper. He looks at her, suspicious.
                         
                          MAN
           Who are you?
                         
                          CAT
           Cataleya.
                         
          The man takes a moment...
                         
                          MAN
           Wait here.
                         
          He disappears up a small alley into the darkness beyond.
          Cat, not knowing what to do, sits down on the curb, watches
          street life. She sees...
                         
          Hookers soliciting men in passing cars.
                         
          Cops sitting in a patrol car, bored, blase.
                         
          Men playing craps against a wall.
                         
          Some very discreet dope deals, more sleight of hand than
          anything else.
                         
          CLOSE ON A FIST COLLIDING WITH A FACE
                         
          A very bloodied face. Once, twice, three times.
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. ROOM - NIGHT
                         
          EMILIO RESTREPO, 35, a hard case, fuck with me at your own
          risk written all over his face, is about to deliver another
          crushing blow to a poor soul strapped to a chair when...
                         
                          MAN
           Emilio.
                         
          The beating stops, Emilio turns.
                         
                          MAN
           There's a girl looking for you.
                         
                          EMILIO
           I'm not interested in a girl right
           now.
                         
          He turns back to the task at hand. Cocks his fist.
           29.
                         
                          MAN
           It's not that sort of thing. She's
           eight.
                         
          Again, Emilio stops. The man hands her Cat's paper.
                         
                          MAN
           Says her name's Cataleya.
                         
          This focuses Emilio's attention.
                         
          EXT. STREET - NIGHT
                         
          Cat is sitting watching the street, when a pair of legs
          appear in front of her. Cat looks up to the man who
          disappeared.
                         
                          MAN
           Come with me.
                         
          He turns abruptly, heads back up the alley.
                         
          EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT
                         
          Cat follows the man through a darkened alley. At intervals,
          on either side, dangerous looking men, armed to the teeth,
          stand in the shadows. The man opens a door, beckons Cat
          to enter.
                         
          INT. WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
                         
          Cat follows the man as he moves down a long hallway. Cat
          looks into the rooms on either side of the hall as she
          walks along.
                         
          In one room, opening out to a trucking bay, TV sets are
          being unloaded into a big warehouse full of stolen
          merchandise.
                         
          In another room, guns are being serviced. Lots of guns,
          hand guns, assault rifles. Big artillery.
                         
                          MAN
           Hey!
                         
          Cat's attention is drawn away from the room with the guns,
          to the Man holding a door open for her at the very end of
          the hall.
                         
          INT. OFFICE - NIGHT
                         
          Cat enters an office with three women working on computers.
          Looks like any other business office. At the sight of
          Cat, the women get up and exit, closing the door behind
          them. Cat is left alone.
                         
          She looks around the office, when the sound of a door
          opening behind her. She turns to Emilio. Who approaches
          her cautiously, scrutinizing her.
           30.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Cataleya?
                         
          Now it is Cat who hesitates.
                         
                          CAT
           Uncle Emilio?
                         
          Emilio covers his mouth, seems rocked.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Madonna! I thought you were dead!
                         
          He crosses himself.
                         
                          EMILIO
           I thought you were all...
                         
          Cat stands stock still. Emilio takes her up in his arms,
          lifts her, crushes her to his chest. Cat remains suspended,
          emotionless for a moment. And then, for the first time
          emotion, real emotion, washes across her face. Her lower
          lip begins to tremble. Tears well up in her eyes. She
          bursts into tears.
                         
                          EMILIO
           You're safe now.
                         
          All the emotion, the fear, the anger that she has kept
          locked away deep inside, rushes to the surface in one
          massive wave.
                         
                          EMILIO
           You're safe.
                         
          EXT. CHICAGO - MORNING
                         
          The sun peeks over the horizon, spreading the fog infused
          light coming off Lake Michigan across the sleeping city as
          it ascends in the sky.
                         
                         CLOSE ON
                         
          One beam of sunlight slips through the narrow crack between
          a window and the shade covering it.
                         
                         CLOSE ON
                         
          The ray of sunlight washes across Cat's sleeping face.
          She wakes slowly. Her eyes open after a long sleep. For
          a moment she does not remember where she is.
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. BEDROOM - MORNING
                         
          Cat looks around the clean, orderly bedroom as she gathers
          her thoughts. Her eyes move around the room. It is a
          boy's room.
           31.
                         
          With models of soldiers, futuristic warriors, a big poster
          of Al Pacino as Tony Montana in SCARFACE. A poster with
          every imaginable type of assault rifle.
                         
          INT. KITCHEN - MORNING
                         
          Emilio sits reading the financial section of the morning
          paper over what seems to be the remains of a very hearty
          breakfast. An elderly woman, grandmotherly, fills his
          coffee cup.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Gracias mama.
                         
          A noise turns both of them to the doorway and Cat.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Good morning.
                         
                          MAMA
           Buenos diaz Cara. Come. Sit.
           I'll make you some eggs.
                         
          Mama caresses her face, her eyes glisten with a
          grandmother's love. Kisses her on the forehead, lovingly,
          whispers into her ear.
                         
                          MAMA
           You have your mother's beautiful
           eyes. Don't be scared. This is
           your home.
                         
          Slowly, hesitantly, Cat makes her way across the kitchen
          to the table, where she sits opposite Emilio, tentative.
                         
                          EMILIO
           When was the last time you slept?
                         
                          CAT
           I don't know. A long time ago.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Well good. A growing body needs
           sleep. When I was your age I would
           sleep half the day. I don't know
           if it helped with the growing, but
           I was well rested for whatever
           came after.
                         
                          CAT
           Whose room is that?
                         
                          EMILIO
           My son. Your cousin.
                         
                          CAT
           Where is he?
           32.
                         
                          EMILIO
           He's dead.
                         
          His voice holds anger, not sadness.
                         
                          CAT
           Killed?
                         
                          EMILIO
           Yes.
                         
                          CAT
           By who?
                         
                          EMILIO
           No one who is still alive.
                         
          Mama comes over, puts a plate of eggs in front of her. As
          she begins to wolf down the food. He holds up the page of
          her drawing, the one her Father put his address on.
                         
                          EMILIO
           You are very talented. Is this
           what you want to be? An artist?
                         
                          CAT
           I used to want to be like Lara. A
           super agent.
                         
          Shoveling more food into her mouth.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Not anymore?
                         
          Chewing, Cat shakes her head.
                         
                          EMILIO
           And now?
                         
                          CAT
           (matter of fact)
           I want to be a killer.
                         
          She keeps shoveling food in her mouth. Emilio looks up at
          his mother, who crosses herself. Cat finishes the last
          mouthful, looks up.
                         
                          CAT
           Can you help?
                         
          Emilio blinks once.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Sure.
                         
          EXT. STREET - DAY
                         
          Emilio walks Cat down the street. He is carrying a kids
          book bag.
           33.
                         
                          EMILIO
           The good news is your father bought
           you your life with what he gave
           you. The bad news is Don Luis was
           playing both sides, and has
           disappeared. You tore down
           everything he spent years building
           up with that little chip. It is
           something he will not forget.
           There is a law in this thing of
           ours. If someone does you, the
           revenge goes all the way down the
           line. Women, children,
           Grandmothers, dogs, cats. No
           exceptions.
                         
                          CAT
           Are you trying to scare me?
                         
                          EMILIO
           I am trying to educate you.
                         
          CLOSE ON MONEY BEING COUNTED
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE - DAY
                         
          The PRINCIPAL watches Emilio count the money out.
                         
                          PRINCIPAL
           Normally we don't accept students
           in the middle of the academic year,
           but under the circumstances, losing
           her parents in that tragic car
           accident...
                         
          Cat looks out the window, saying nothing.
                         
                          PRINCIPAL
           Here.
                         
          He hands a list over to Cat. Who keeps looking out the
          window.
                         
                          PRINCIPAL
           These are the school supplies you'll
           need.
                         
          Emilio takes them.
                         
                          EMILIO
           She's still in a bit of shock.
                         
                          PRINCIPAL
           Of course. See you Monday Cataleya.
           Such a pretty name.
                         
          She keeps looking out the window.
           34.
                         
          EXT. SCHOOL - DAY
                         
          As Emilio walks along, with Cataleya, reading the list of
          supplies.
                         
                          EMILIO
           We'll get all this stuff, then go
           over to this little place I know
           down on Maxwell street for some of
           these hot dogs the Polish people
           make here.
                         
          He turns left at the cross street...
                         
                          EMILIO
           You like hot dogs?
                         
          He looks down, sees no Cat. Looks back to see Cat walking
          in the opposite direction.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Hey!
                         
          Cat keeps going.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Hey!
                         
          He hurries, catches up with her.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Where you going?
                         
                          CAT
           I've already been to school. I
           told you what I want to be. You
           don't want to help me, fine. I'll
           do it myself.
                         
          She walks off. Emilio grabs her.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Chica. Any idiot can be a killer.
           Look!
                         
          Emilio draws a .357 magnum pistol from his shoulder holster,
          and empties the entire clip into the front of a car coming
          down the street. The car careens off the road, smashes a
          fire hydrant, crashes through a plate glass window of a
          shop across the street. The water from the hydrant shoot
          twenty feet in the air. Emilio holsters his gun.
                         
                          EMILIO
           You want me to teach you to be a
           killer? No problema. I'll teach
           you. But you'll be dead in five
           years.
                          (MORE)
           35.
                         
                          EMILIO (CONT'D)
           If you want to be a killer, and
           survive, you have to be a smart
           one. You have to know things
           besides how to pull a trigger.
           You have to know how the world
           works. How people think. You got
           to learn to be psychological.
           That I cannot teach you, unless
           you learn the basics at school.
           Got it?
                         
          Cat glares at him.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Now what's it going to be?
                         
          He holds out the gun in one hand, and the schoolbag in the
          other. Cat hesitates for a moment. Takes the schoolbag
          from Emilio. Then takes his hand, and they walk off
          together as police sirens announce the arrival of cruisers,
          and people pour out of the school and the surrounding
          stores. As they put distance between the chaos and
          themselves.
                         
                          CAT
           But I still want to be a killer.
                         
                          EMILIO
                          (SIGHING)
           Cabron!
                         
          FADE TO BLACK
                         
                         12 YEARS LATER
                         
          EXT. FRESNO - NIGHT
                         
          A sleepy California town on the way to nowhere.
                         
          PAN DOWN TO
                         
          EXT. SIDE STREET - NIGHT
                         
          A police cruiser sits on a quiet street, right off a wider
          avenue. Main street. There is no traffic either way.
          The nose of the cop car juts out just off the street.
                         
          INT. POLICE CRUISER - NIGHT
                         
          Two cops are sitting, peeling back the wrappers on their
          burgers.
                         
                          COP 1
           So then I suggest, y'know, we buy
           some things to spice it up a bit.
                         
                          COP 2
           Define things.
           36.
                         
          As they nibble and talk, they pay scant attention to a set
          of headlights coming up the broad avenue.
                         
                          COP 1
           A garter belt, some of those
           stockings that come up the
           thigh...it's fourteen years. Know
           what I mean?
                         
          The lights come closer...
                         
                          COP 2
           Yeah. No matter how much you like
           steak, sometime a lamb chop is not
           a bad thing.
                         
          The lights shine right into the car.
                         
                          COP 1
           Exactly.
                         
          Only then, when the lights are directly on them, do the
          cops turn to see a car heading right toward their front
          end.
                         
                          COP 1
           What the...
                         
          CRASH!!!!
                         
          The front end of the cop car gets sheared right off by the
          impact. Glass shatters, metal crunches, airbags explode!
                         
                         ANGLE ON
                         
          The other car. The drivers door opens. A vodka bottle
          falls out, clinks to the sidewalk. And a moment later,
          two legs emerge from the car. Two very long, very shapely
          legs. Legs that never end. In very high heels, and a
          very short mini skirt. And the face on top of it, framed
          by a mane of wild hair, is drop dead think-you-have-died-
          and-gone-to-heaven gorgeous. The whole package reads
          SUPERMODEL. And by the way she is weaving when she stands,
          and the bottle at her feet, the read is; very drunk
          supermodel. Who looks at the crumpled police cruiser,
          looks into the windshield of the cruiser at the stunned
          cops, and says in the most sweetly drunk voice...
                         
                          SUPERMODEL
           Oops...
                         
          The cops can't believe this. They regain their wits and
          bolt out of the car.
                         
                          COP 1
           That's all you have to say? Oops?
                         
          And, ever so sensually, she starts to laugh. The cops
          look at each other, perplexed. And she keeps laughing.
           37.
                         
          The cops get pissed.
                         
                          COP 1
           Funny?
                         
          ...and she keeps laughing.
                         
                          COP 1
           Wanna laugh you crazy bitch? I'll
           give you something to laugh about!
                         
          And even when they slam her to the hood of the car, jam
          her hands behind her back, and slap the cuffs on, she keeps
          laughing, and laughing.
                         
          CLOSE ON HER CHEST
                         
          WHERE A VERY FAMILIAR MEDALLION ON A CHAIN HANGS BETWEEN
          HER EXPOSED CLEAVAGE. A MEDALLION ENGRAVED WITH THE
          CATALEYA ORCHID.
                         
          IT IS CAT, ALL GROWN UP.
                         
          INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          A quiet night in the small station. Cat stands in front
          of the booking desk, so drunk the two cops have to hold
          her up. A surveillance camera over the desk innocuously
          records everything. Cat keeps her head down, her face,
          obscured by her mane of hair.
                         
          As the SERGEANT goes through her purse, finds...
                         
                          SERGEANT
           No license, no registration. No
           ID except a library card. Well
           Ms...
                         
          He reads off the library card.
                         
                          SERGEANT
           Valarie Phillips in addition to
           all that...you're being charged
           here with DUI, destruction of police
           property, driving the wrong way on
           a two way street...
                         
                          CAT
           Is that it?
                         
                          SERGEANT
           Unless you can think of anything
           else you should be charged with.
                         
                          CAT
                          (TIPSY)
           Wearing no panties?
           38.
                         
          The Sergeant and the arresting cops holding her up give
          her a long look, as do any of the other cops in ear shot,
          whose eyes go to her very short skirt.
                         
                          SERGEANT
           That's not a crime.
                         
                          CAT
           Thank goodness.
                         
          And she teeters over, passes out cold right on the
          Sergeant's desk.
                         
                          SERGEANT
           Take her in the back, lock her up,
           put a cup of coffee in with her.
           Let her sleep it off, we'll book
           her tomorrow.
                         
          The two cops who booked her drag her out. As they do, the
          Sergeant and the two other cops on duty lean over to try
          and get a look up her very long legs and her very short
          skirt.
                         
          EXT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          Three black SUV's, with blacked out windows, come rolling
          up to the station. The doors open and a dozen U.S. MARSHALS
          jump out. Vigilant, forming a cordon around one of the
          vehicles, out of which comes a hand cuffed, kevlar wearing
          hard as nails MAFIA type. GENNARO RIZZO.
                         
          The Marshal's surround him, guns bristling, on the look
          out for any danger, and hustle him towards the doors of
          the police station.
                         
          INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          The station doors slam open. Marshal's barge in. The
          HEAD MARSHAL approaches the surprised Sergeant on the desk,
          flashes his credentials.
                         
                          MARSHAL
           US Marshal Warren. We have Gennaro
           Rizzo here on an overnight.
                         
                          SERGEANT
           Who?
                         
                          MARSHAL
           Rizzo. The Mafia guy? On the way
           to testify up in San Francisco
           tomorrow? They didn't notify you?
                         
                          SERGEANT
           Hold on a second.
                         
          He rifles through some papers. Finds one.
           39.
                         
                          SERGEANT
           Here we go. Says here you're not
           expected until tomorrow.
                         
                          MARSHAL
           Never expect the expected Sergeant.
           (to his men)
           Secure this place.
                         
          INT. CELL BLOCK - NIGHT
                         
          The Marshals come down the cell block, checking everything
          out. They pass Cat in her cell, passed out cold, her long
          legs and short skirt slows their progress a bit. After a
          long look, they move on.
                         
          INT. SECURE CELL - NIGHT
                         
          Rizzo is pushed into a cell. The door is slammed and
          locked.
                         
                          MARSHAL
           One man here. Two more outside the
           front door. Everyone else on the
           perimeter, in teams of two.
                         
          He hands out thermos bottles.
                         
                          MARSHAL
           It's a caffeine kinda night fellas.
           Eyes open.
                         
          INT. CELL BLOCK - NIGHT
                         
          A lone cop passes Cat's cell, doing the nightly rounds.
          As soon as he is gone...
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          Cat's eyes snap open. She sits up, moves with the
          efficiency and determination of someone who has not has a
          drop of alcohol. She takes a spoon from the coffee cup
          left for her, reaches into her mane of hair and extracts a
          small pin. She inserts the pin into the keyhole of the
          door, jiggles it. The door pops open.
                         
          Cat exits the cell, takes a broom leaning in the corner,
          and keeping her eye on the camera above the door, she slides
          along the wall, until she is just under the camera. She
          uses the broom handle to tilt the camera up just a bit.
                         
          INT. SECURITY MONITORING ROOM - NIGHT
                         
          One lone cop sits in front of the various monitors. He
          does not notice that one tilts slightly up, points toward
          a blank wall.
           40.
                         
          INT. CELL BLOCK - NIGHT
                         
          Cat, under the camera, unlocks the second door, slips out.
                         
          INT. HALL - NIGHT
                         
          Cat comes into the hall where several vending machines
          lean against the wall. On the far side is a door marked:
          ELECTRICAL. She is about to head for it, when she hears a
          door open at the far end of the hall.
                         
          ANGLE ON THE DOOR
                         
          At the far end of the hall. A cop comes in, looks down
          the hall. Where Cat was standing he sees only the vending
          machines. He heads right for the machines. Puts coins in
          the machine, waits for his food.
                         
          ANGLE ON THE SIDE OF THE MACHINE
                         
          Where Cat is pressed hard against the flat surface, inches
          from the cop.
                         
          The sandwich falls, the cop retrieves it, moves off, exits
          down the hall. Cat waits until she hears the door shut on
          the far end of the wall. She crosses quickly to the door
          across the way, enters.
                         
          CLOSE ON A UTILITY BOX PULLED OPEN
                         
          Revealing the electrical control panel for the station.
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. ELECTRICAL ROOM - NIGHT
                         
          Cat stands on a narrow shelf, undoes the last screws on a
          vent in the ceiling with a screwdriver from the tool board
          on one wall.
                         
          Cat drops down, opens the electrical control panel on the
          wall, studies it for a moment, finds the switch she is
          looking for, then turns to the wall of tools, plucks some
          wire, a cutter, a spring.
                         
          Cat sets to work on a jury rigged mechanism with the items
          at hand. When she is finished, she tugs at the waist band
          of her mini skirt, and little by little she stretches a
          thin dun colored leotard suit over her whole body. She
          takes a small plastic vial, fills it with some water from
          the tap, and sets it, just so, above the device she has
          constructed.
                         
          The device is hooked to the switch she selected, a small
          weight hangs from the bottom of it by a wire. She sets
          the water container just so over the spoon from her cell.
          The water begins to drip a drop at a time. She closes the
          panel door, sets her digital watch. Hoists herself up to
          the vent in the ceiling, and is gone.
           41.
                         
          CLOSE ON THE JURY RIGGED DEVICE
                         
          Water dripping into the spoon a drop at a time.
                         
          INT. AIR DUCTS - NIGHT
                         
          Once inside the grate, Cat takes one of the buttons off
          her blouse and presses the top of it. The button becomes
          a pin light, which she clasps between her teeth, starts to
          crawl on her stomach, pulling herself along by her elbows
          and her wriggling hips and knees, the light still between
          her teeth.
                         
          TRACK WITH CAT
                         
          As she moves through the maze of ducts. On the way, she
          peers through the grates in each ceiling, down into one
          cell after another, catching various views of inmates asleep
          as she passes over them. Until she comes to a ventilation
          fan blocking the way. The fan blades go round and round.
          Cat looks at her watch, looks at the fan.
                         
          CLOSE ON THE ELECTRICAL PANEL
                         
          And Cat's jury rigged device. The water has almost filled
          the spoon, one more drop, one more drop.
                         
          CLOSE ON CAT LOOKING AT HER WATCH
                         
          The digital counter goes from 4 to 3 to 2 to 1...
                         
                         CLOSE ON
                         
          The last drop of water drips into the spoon, the spoon
          tips, tugging on the wire, the wire trips the switch it is
          connected to, the whole device comes apart, the separate
          pieces fall to the floor.
                         
          INT. AIR DUCTS - NIGHT
                         
          The fan stops. The blades slow.
                         
          INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          The sergeant at the desk hears the ventilation system go
          off.
                         
                          SERGEANT
           Hey Doyle!
                         
          He calls to one of the other cops on duty.
                         
                          SERGEANT
           Go take a look at the breaker on
           the ventilation system, will ya?
                         
          Doyle moves off.
           42.
                         
          INT. AIR DUCTS - NIGHT
                         
          Cat watches the blades of the vent fan slow. When they
          have completely stopped she starts to move herself through
          the very narrow space between the now stilled blades, feet
          first.
                         
          INT. ELECTRICAL ROOM - NIGHT
                         
          Doyle enters the room, opens the electrical panel. The
          spoon, the weight, the spring, and the wire, fall to the
          floor. Doyle looks at them curiously for a moment.
                         
          INT. AIR DUCTS - NIGHT
                         
          Cat is half way through the fan blades.
                         
          INT. ELECTRICAL ROOM - NIGHT
                         
          Doyle looks at the switches, going down the printed list
          on the door, trying to locate the right one.
                         
          INT. AIR DUCTS - NIGHT
                         
          Cat is almost through.
                         
          INT. ELECTRICAL ROOM - NIGHT
                         
          Doyle finds the switch that corresponds to the ventilation
          system.
                         
          INT. AIR DUCTS - NIGHT
                         
          Cat's neck passes through the fan blades. Slow going.
                         
          INT. ELECTRICAL ROOM - NIGHT
                         
          Doyle hits the switch for the ventilation system.
                         
          INT. AIR DUCTS - NIGHT
                         
          Cat is just through, when the blades start moving, brush
          against her forehead, as she makes it to the other side
          with no time, and no room to spare.
                         
          INT. AIR DUCTS - NIGHT
                         
          Cat comes to a vent, looks down, begins to loosen the vent
          screws.
                         
          INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT
                         
          Cat drops down into a bathroom. Looks at her watch. Sits
          down, waiting.
                         
          INT. PROTECTIVE CUSTODY - NIGHT
                         
          Rizzo is asleep in his cell. The Marshal on duty finishes
          his coffee. Looks at Rizzo.
           43.
                         
          Then walks over to the door at the end of the wall. He
          hits a buzzer on the wall.
                         
          INT. SECURITY MONITORING ROOM - NIGHT
                         
          The cop manning the bank of monitors, wakes up, sees the
          Marshal in the monitor.
                         
                          MARSHAL
                          (OVER INTERCOM)
           Gotta pee.
                         
          The monitor hits a button.
                         
          INT. PROTECTIVE CUSTODY - NIGHT
                         
          The door buzzes open. The Marshal passes through.
                         
          INT. HALL - NIGHT
                         
          The Marshal pushes the bathroom door open. Enters.
                         
          INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT
                         
          The Marshal finishes peeing, zips himself up. Turns.
          Right into a devastating reverse wheel kick.
                         
          INT. SECURITY MONITORING ROOM - NIGHT
                         
          The cop on duty hears a buzz, looks up to the bank of
          monitors, and sees the Marshal standing at the door.
          Thinking nothing of it, he hits the buzzer.
                         
          INT. HALL - NIGHT
                         
          Cat, propping the unconscious Marshal up, hides behind
          him. As the door buzzes, she maneuvers the body around,
          pushes through. On the other side, she drops the body,
          and takes his gun.
                         
          INT. SECURITY MONITORING ROOM - NIGHT
                         
          On the monitor it looks like the Marshal is passing through.
                         
          INT. PROTECTIVE CUSTODY - NIGHT
                         
          Rizzo is half asleep, when the barrel of a gun taps him on
          the head. He opens his eyes slowly to...
                         
                          CAT
           Unbutton your shirt.
                         
                          RIZZO
           What...?
                         
                          CAT
           Now.
           44.
                         
          Rizzo looks over to where the Marshal is passed out cold
          on the floor. He does as he is told.
                         
                          RIZZO
           Who the hell are you?
                         
                          CAT
           Not room service.
                         
          She pumps four bullets into his head.
                         
          INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          BAMBAMBAMBAM!!!
                         
          The four shots reverberate throughout the station.
                         
          EXT. POLICE STATION PERIMETER - NIGHT
                         
          BAMBAMBAMBAM!!!!
                         
          Two patrols of two Marshal's each hear the shots.
                         
          INT. SECURITY MONITORING ROOM - NIGHT
                         
          BAMBAMBAMBAM!!!
                         
          The monitor wakes up.
                         
          INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          Cops and Marshal's, guns drawn, come running.
                         
          INT. PROTECTIVE CUSTODY - NIGHT
                         
          The knocked out Marshal comes to. Finds a gun in his hand.
          Doesn't get it, until he looks over to see Rizzo, with his
          face blown off.
                         
          INT. PROTECTIVE CUSTODY - NIGHT
                         
          The door flies open and the Marshal's and cops come pouring
          through, to find the Marshal with the gun in his hand and
          the dead Rizzo.
                         
                          COPS
           Drop it!!
                         
          The Marshal is frozen, totally confused.
                         
                          MARSHAL
           Drop it, Joe!!!!!
                         
          More guns. More confusion. Tension beyond the moon.
                         
                          MARSHAL
           I didn't do it!
           45.
                         
                          COPS
           Drop it!!!!
                         
          The Marshal drops his gun.
                         
                          COPS
           On the floor!
                         
                          MARSHAL
           Call a bus!
                         
          FROM THE POV OF SOMEONE ELSE.
                         
          INT. AIR DUCTS - NIGHT
                         
          Cat looks through the vent over the cell. Sees the wobbly
          confused Marshal with the gun in his hand, hears feet coming
          fast.
                         
          EXT. ROOF OF POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          Cat comes climbing out of a ventilation duct onto the roof.
          She looks out over the side of the building. Marshal's
          stationed outside are running into the building.
                         
          Cat takes off running.
                         
          INT. PROTECTIVE CUSTODY - NIGHT
                         
          The cops are cuffing the Marshal.
                         
                          MARSHAL
           Guys! I didn't do it!!!
                         
                          MARSHAL 1
           Ambulance on the way!
                         
          Another Marshal is checking Rizzo.
                         
                          MARSHAL
           He's gone.
                         
                          SERGEANT
           Search the place!
                         
          EXT. ROOF OF POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          Cat is running as fast as she can.
                         
          INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          Cops and Marshals are running through every room, checking
          everywhere.
                         
          EXT. ROOF OF POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          Cat reaches another air vent, so about to pry it off when
          she hears...
           46.
                         
          INT. DOORWAY - NIGHT
                         
          Cops running up the stairs, headed for a door above them.
                         
          EXT. ROOF OF POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          Cat hears the door begin to open. She bangs her high heels
          together. And two blades come out of the front. She sees
          the door knob turning. She runs for the roof's edge.
                         
          AND VAULTS OVER THE SIDE!
                         
          INT. DOORWAY - NIGHT
                         
          The cops burst through the door to...
                         
          EXT. ROOF OF POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          The cops pour onto the roof, looking around, guns drawn.
                         
          ANGLE ON CAT ON THE SIDE OF THE BUILDING
                         
          Clinging to the wall like a gekko. The dun colored wall
          blending with her dun colored suit. How is she doing this?
                         
          CLOSE ON CAT'S SHOES
                         
          The blades fitted into the seam between the bricks. Her
          fingertips clinging to the small lip on the bottom of the
          roof's edge.
                         
                         ABOVE HER
                         
          The cops look around the roof.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          She holds there listening to the noise above. Hears noise
          below, looks down to see...
                         
          EXT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          Cops searching the alley below.
                         
                         ON CAT
                         
          Hanging to the edge of the building. Listening, watching.
                         
          EXT. ROOF OF POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          The cops, finding nothing, head back out the door. A moment
          later...
                         
          CLOSE ON THE ROOF LEDGE
                         
          Cat's hand reaches up.
                         
                         ON CAT
           47.
                         
          When one hand has a firm grasp on the roof ledge, she lets
          go with the other hand and grasps the ledge, extracts the
          blades from the brick seams, and swings herself up on the
          roof. As her shoes dislodge, some mortar comes loose and
          falls below.
                         
          ON THE COPS BELOW
                         
          The crumbling mortar falls on the head of one cop, he looks
          down, sees the crumbly gravel, looks up, sees nothing.
                         
          EXT. ROOF OF POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          Cat lands on the roof, lays still.
                         
          ON THE COP BELOW
                         
          He examines the gravel, looks up again. And then moves
          on.
                         
          EXT. ROOF OF POLICE STATION - CONTINUOUS
                         
          Cat pries the vent cover off, slips in.
                         
          INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          Cops are checking every cell in the men's block.
                         
          INT. AIR DUCTS - NIGHT
                         
          Cat is crawling along as fast as she can.
                         
          INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT
                         
          The cops come to the entrance of the woman's cell block.
                         
          INT. AIR DUCTS - NIGHT
                         
          Cat comes to the vent in the hallway.
                         
          INT. CELL BLOCK - NIGHT
                         
          The cops open the door to the women's cell block.
                         
          INT. CELL - NIGHT
                         
          Cat runs. Begins to pull at her leotard.
                         
          INT. CELL BLOCK - NIGHT
                         
          The cops look at the women's cells, heading right toward
          Cat's. As they reach Cat's, the same cop who did the rounds
          at the beginning of the night looks into her cell. Cat is
          laying on her side, away from them, dead asleep, in the
          same position she was when the cop first checked on her.
          The cops pause for a moment, then move on.
                         
          CLOSE ON CAT
           48.
                         
          Her eyes are wide open. She listens for the outer door
          closing, and then she breathes out, relieved.
                         
          EXT. CITY MORGUE - NIGHT
                         
          An ambulance pulls up, along with the Marshal contingent
          in their SUV's. The Marshal's spill out of the SUV's as a
          gurney with a corpse is wheeled into the morgue.
                         
          INT. MORGUE - NIGHT
                         
          As the Marshal's stand around, the Police Coroner begins
          to unbutton the shirt of Rizzo the corpse.
                         
                          CORONER
           What the fuck?
                         
                         HIS POV
                         
          On Rizzo's chest the word TRAITOR is written in thick black
          letters. And above them, a drawing of the Cataleya orchid.
          The Marshal's knows what this is.
                         
                          MARSHAL
           Holy shit! Call Ross.
                         
          EXT. SMALL AIRPORT - MORNING
                         
          The door of a small jet opens and MARCUS ROSS, 48, a keen
          eyed, no nonsense all business FBI agent, followed by a
          team of similarly focused men and women, exits down the
          stairs to...
                         
                          MARSHAL
           Agent Ross?
                         
                          ROSS
           Where is he?
                         
                          MARSHAL
           At the hospital.
                         
                          ROSS
           Let's go.
                         
          EXT. POLICE STATION - MORNING
                         
          Reporters are gathered, trying to gain access. The police
          are keeping them out.
                         
          INT. POLICE STATION - MORNING
                         
          Over the clamor of reporters outside, Cat is just finishing
          with her finger printing, wipes off as much of the ink as
          she can. The Sergeant hands over her library card.
                         
                          CAT
           I shouldn't drink.
           49.
                         
                          SERGEANT
           No you shouldn't.
                         
                          CAT
           I'm so so sorry.
                         
                          SERGEANT
           Tell it to the judge at your hearing
           in ten days.
                         
                          CAT
           What's going on out there?
                         
          Alluding to all the commotion she sees through the window
          looking out into the main room.
                         
                          SERGEANT
           Nothing. Fill out the forms and
           you can go.
                         
                          CAT
           Really?
                         
                          SERGEANT
           Really. We need to get things
           organized. But don't worry, the
           judge will send you back, for sure.
                         
                          CAT
           I probably deserve it.
                         
          He hands her a sheaf of papers and a pen. As the pen hits
          the paper.
                         
          CLOSE ON RIZZO'S PAINTED STOMACH
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. MORGUE - MORNING
                         
          Ross, with his team standing off his shoulder, looks down
          at the stomach.
                         
                          ROSS
           Same handwriting. Same flower.
           It's him. Let's see the location.
                         
          INT. POLICE STATION - MORNING
                         
          Cat hands the paper work over to the sergeant.
                         
                          SERGEANT
           You're lucky no one was hurt.
                         
                          CAT
           I would have never forgiven myself.
                         
          Keeping her back to the security camera overhead, Cat
          collects her things and exits. As the door closes...
           50.
                         
          A DOOR TO AN SUV OPENS...
                         
          EXT. POLICE STATION - MORNING
                         
          Ross exits the SUV to the crowd of reporters.
                         
                          REPORTERS
           Is it Rizzo? Was it an
           assassination? Are there any clues?
           Is it true a Marshal did it?
                         
                          ROSS
           No comment.
                         
          Ross sees cops coming and going from the station. He turns
          to the Marshal with him.
                         
                          ROSS
           You didn't lock it down?
                         
                          MARSHAL
           It was after the fact. I didn't
           think...
                         
          Ross cannot believe what he is hearing.
                         
                          ROSS
           Do it. Now. No one in or out.
                         
          ANGLE ON CAT
                         
          Exiting the station. Ross and his team sweep past her.
                         
                          MARSHAL
           OK! That's it. No one in or out!
           Lock down!
                         
          Cat just keeps walking, right past Ross, who heads into
          the station as the cops try to keep the reporters at bay.
                         
          ANGLE ON CAT
                         
          Walking away from the pandemonium she is leaving behind.
          As it recedes over her shoulder, she picks at her fingers
          where the fingerprinting ink has stained them. Her prints
          come off! She drops the fake prints down a sewer and keeps
          walking.
                         
          INT. PROTECTIVE CUSTODY - MORNING
                         
          Ross scrutinizes Rizzo's cell as his team takes prints,
          photos, sweeps the cell for evidence.
                         
                          ROSS
           I want to see paper on everyone in
           and out of the station in the last
           twenty four hours.
                         
          He looks up to the end of the hall.
           51.
                         
                          ROSS
           And I want the tapes from the
           security cameras.
                         
          CLOSE ON LOCKER OPENING
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. BUS STATION - DAY
                         
          Cat extracts a knapsack from the locker, heads for the
          woman's bathroom.
                         
          INT. BATHROOM STALL - DAY
                         
          Cat tugs at her hair. The wild mane comes off to reveal
          her straight hair, which she pulls back in a pony tail.
          She begins to strip out of her mini skirt.
                         
          INT. BUS STATION - DAY
                         
          Cat dressed in jeans, a scuffed leather jacket, a baseball
          cap, with the brim pulled low over her eyes, with her pony
          tail sticking out of the back, the knap sack on her
          shoulder, waits on line to board the bus. She keeps her
          back to the security camera, has her phone to her ear. A
          number is ringing.
                         
          INT. EMILIO'S HOUSE - DAY
                         
          Emilio, fifteen years older, is watching a soccer game,
          picks up the phone. In the kitchen, Mama is cooking.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Are we good?
                         
          INTERCUT BETWEEN THE TWO
                         
          Cat moves up the line to board the bus.
                         
                          CAT
           We're good.
                         
                          EMILIO
           When are you back?
                         
                          CAT
           Day after.
                         
                          EMILIO
           I have something.
                         
                          CAT
           The morning after OK?
                         
                          EMILIO
           Can't wait to see you Cara.
           52.
                         
                          CAT
           Say hello to Mama.
                         
          He looks over to Mama at the stove, who waves over her
          shoulder.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Mama says hello back.
                         
          He hangs up, goes back to his game.
                         
          INT. BUS STATION - DAY
                         
          Cat boards the bus. The doors close behind her.
                         
          As the camera ZOOMS up, and the bus pulls out onto the
          road...
                         
           ROSS V.O.
           See?
                         
          INT. POLICE STATION - DAY
                         
          Ross is pointing up at the camera Cat tilted.
                         
                          ROSS
           He tilted the camera just enough
           so the angle would catch the guard,
           not who was holding him.
                         
          He turns to his team.
                         
                          ROSS
           Twenty two murders in four years
           all with the same M.O. The word,
           the flower. He's sending a message,
           for sure. And I'm beginning to
           think it's not to us.
                         
                          AGENT 1
           But we're the only ones with the
           information.
                         
                          ROSS
           And we're not getting anywhere
           with it, are we?
                         
          No one on the team can dispute this. It occurs to Ross...
                         
                          ROSS
           If the message is not for us, let's
           make sure the one it's intended
           for gets it. I want you to put it
           out to the press. Splash it across
           every newspaper, every magazine.
           National. I want eyeballs on it
           coast to coast. Monitor it. Let's
           see if anything comes back.
           53.
                         
          EXT. UPSCALE RESIDENTIAL NEW ORLEANS NEIGHBORHOOD - DAY
                         
          A Lincoln town car comes down the leafy, quiet street of
          well kept homes. Stops at a gate guarded by two men, who
          wave him through.
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          The car ends up in front of a very impressive house, which
          sits at the end of a long driveway. Toward the era of the
          walled property, a garage, and a guest house. MR. RICHARD,
          in a suit and tie, looking like a proper mid level
          government official, or a lawyer, exits, newspaper in hand.
          As he approaches the front door, Richard looks over to see
          two more guards, off to the side. He nods to them, knows
          them. They nod back.
                         
          Richard approaches the front door, knocks. While he is
          waiting, he looks down at the paper.
                         
          The door opens.
                         
                          MARCO
           Mr. Richard...
                         
          Richard looks up to a fifteen year older Marco.
                         
                          MARCO
           Been a long time.
                         
                          RICHARD
           Yes it has Marco. How's the hand?
                         
          Marco holds up his scarred hand.
                         
                          MARCO
           Only hurts when it's humid.
                         
                          RICHARD
           Should've let us relocate you to
           Arizona instead of New Orleans.
                         
                          MARCO
           The Boss likes it humid.
                         
                          RICHARD
           There it is then.
                         
                          MARCO
           He's waiting for you.
                         
          Richard enters. The door closes.
                         
          INT. SALON - DAY
                         
          Don Luis stares out a bay window, drink in hand.
                         
                          RICHARD
           Hello Luis.
           54.
                         
          Don Luis turns.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Hello Mr. Richard.
                         
                          RICHARD
           I brought you the morning paper.
                         
          He holds the paper up.
                         
          CLOSE ON A PICTURE OF DEAD RIZZO ON THE FRONT PAGE.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           I've seen it.
                         
                          RICHARD
           And...?
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Coincidence.
                         
                          RICHARD
           Coincidence? Twenty two times? A
           flower that only grows in one place
           on earth? That used to be the
           calling card of...what was his
           name? Your former partner? The
           one who did your wet work?
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Fabio. Fabio Maria Restrepo. But
           I don't understand? Why come here
           with this?
                         
                          RICHARD
           Because when we find the end of a
           string we like to know where it
           begins.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           String? Now we are talking about
           string? I'm not a tailor.
                         
                          RICHARD
           Don Luis. Let's cut to the chase
           here, OK? When the Agency extracted
           your ass from Colombia fifteen
           years ago, and set you up here, we
           let you resume your business when
           what we should have done was lock
           you up for life. In exchange, you
           were supposed to keep the
           information flowing.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           And I have.
           55.
                         
                          RICHARD
           Not much, and not for a very long
           time.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           And this is what you traveled all
           the way down here to tell me?
                         
                          RICHARD
           No. What I traveled all the way
           down here to tell you, is there's
           a limit to our patience. The CIA
           is not an amusement park. There
           are no free rides. Everyone pays
           their way. And you, my friend,
           have not.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           OK OK. What would you want?
                         
          He slaps the newspaper down with the picture of Rizzo.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           I had nothing to do with this. I
           swear.
                         
                          RICHARD
           Then find out who does.
                         
          As he goes to leave.
                         
                          RICHARD
           And Don Luis, don't play the
           innocent with us. It won't sit
           well with my bosses if we find out
           you had anything to do with this.
           Have a good day.
                         
          Richard exits.
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          Richard walks to his car, observed by...
                         
          INT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
                          DON LUIS
           She's talking to us.
                         
                          MARCO
           It could be anyone.
                         
          Don Luis reaches out, fast as a Cobra, grabbing Marco by
          the lapel, pulling him close.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Idiot! I told you. Everyone dead.
           Down to the dog.
                          (MORE)
           56.
                         
           DON LUIS (CONT'D)
           You screwed up the first time.
           Now go fix it. Find her.
                          (BEAT)
           Before she finds us.
                         
          CLOSE ON A BUS DOOR OPENS
                         
          Cat steps off the bus. Looks around to...
                         
          EXT. CHICAGO BUS STATION - DAY
                         
          The total full on crush of people that a major metropolitan
          bus terminal holds. She sees a surveillance camera tucked
          in a corner. She pulls the brim of her hat low over her
          eyes, takes off into the crowd.
                         
          EXT. CHICAGO STREET - DAY
                         
          Cat comes to a non descript high rise. She enters.
                         
          INT. CAT'S APARTMENT - DAY
                         
          Cat enters a completely bare bones dwelling, there is
          nothing that identifies the person who lives here. White
          bare walls, a table with one chair, a single bed. Along
          one wall, a cabinet. On the window sill a single Cataleya
          orchid. Cat waters the orchid.
                         
          Cat opens the cabinet to three computer screens. Two of
          them are divided into quarters and show various views of
          the building entrance, the lobby, the stairway, the
          elevator, the hallway.
                         
          The third screen is dark, until Cat hits a button and music
          fills the apartment. Music with a heavy sensual back beat.
          French Rap. Ooh la la. And the screen pulses and glows
          in time to the beat. Cat's body responds to the music,
          moving sexy, her shoulders rolling, her hips swaying.
                         
                         IN CUTS
                         
          Cat sashays across the open space, a stripper strutting
          her stuff; shedding, first her blouse, then her jeans, her
          lingerie, until, by the time she reaches a free standing
          opaque cylinder of a shower with an opaque shower curtain,
          she is completely nude. She enters the shower. Turns on
          the water.
                         
          Like a snake shedding a skin, she lets the water divest
          her of everything that came before.
                         
           ROSS V.O.
           Since each and every one of the
           victims was a professional bad
           apple...
                         
          CLOSE ON A PICTURE OF RIZZO BEING PINNED TO A WALL
           57.
                         
           ROSS V.O.
           We've narrowed motive down to
           payback or preemptive.
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. FBI OFFICE - DAY
                         
          Ross has just pinned up Rizzo's picture on a wall filled
          with twenty two other deceased, all with words and a
          CATALEYA ORCHID imprint on their stomach's. He turns to
          face his team.
                         
                          ROSS
           Rizzo here...
                         
          He points to Rizzo on the wall.
                         
                          ROSS
           The most recent, was done to keep
           him from talking. Alexa
           Milshinova...
                         
          Points to a gorgeous dead woman with the word GRIFTER on
          her stomach.
                         
                          ROSS
           ...made a career of getting intimate
           with big stakes gamblers out of
           Vegas and then taking them off and
           sending them to meet their maker.
           D'Angelo James...
                         
          Points to a huge black man with USURPER written in white
          letters across his chest.
                         
                          ROSS
           ...tried to take over the heroin
           trade in Houston from...
                         
          He points to two Mexicans, identical twins, one with PAY
          written on his chest, the other with the word BACK...
                         
                          ROSS
           The Gemini cartel. Their crimes
           are self explanatory, if you can
           read. Now I know some of you are
           thinking whoever is doing this
           makes less work for mother. And
           since there's no collateral damage,
           why are we wasting valuable manpower
           and resources on the case? And
           since until now, there has never
           been a clue to go on, why go on?
           But with this last killing...
                         
          He holds up a stack of folders from his desk.
           58.
                         
                          ROSS
           We have one. As we go to the video
           tape.
                         
          He hits a button and the video replay of Cat walking the
          unconscious guard through the door.
                         
                          ROSS
           We can't see the assassin, but we
           can see...
                         
          He freezes the tape. Points to the time mark on the tape.
                         
                          ROSS
           The time. 2 AM. Which means our
           perp was in the station at...I
           don't have to spell it out for
           you.
                         
          He begins to hand the folders out.
                         
                          ROSS
           These are the names, phone numbers
           and addresses of everyone with a
           pulse who entered that police
           station before two AM. Cops,
           criminals, clerks, janitors.
           Everyone. One of them is our
           target. I want each of you to
           locate the ten people in the folder
           you've been given. I want a
           complete dossier on every one of
           them for the last ten years of
           their lives. Run down every lead.
           Check out every story. Our killer
           is out there. And we're going to
           find him. Before he kills again.
                         
          THE CITY OF CHICAGO.
                         
          As an elevator train rumbles by below...
                         
          EXT. STREET - NIGHT
                         
          An elevator train rumbles by above.
                         
          PAN DOWN TO
                         
          A car parking. And DANNY DELANEY, preoccupied, a pleasant,
          easy going, good looker at 28, closes the door, and walks
          to the entrance of his low slung apartment building. He
          enters.
                         
          INT. DANNY'S HALLWAY - NIGHT
                         
          Danny puts his key in the door, finds that it is unlocked.
          He pauses, then enters.
           59.
                         
          INT. DANNY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
                         
          Danny enters his darkened apartment. Goes to turn on the
          switch...
                         
                          VOICE
           Don't move.
                         
          Danny's hand freezes. He stands very still.
                         
                          VOICE
           Take off your shirt.
                         
                          DANNY
           Do I have to?
                         
                          VOICE
           Now.
                         
          Danny complies.
                         
                          VOICE
           Turn around.
                         
          He does. To darkness. And then, a match is struck, a
          candle is lit. Standing before him, in garters, thigh
          highs, a very sexy bra, and fuck me pumps is...
                         
                          CAT
           Hello Danny.
                         
                          DANNY
           Hello Jennifer.
                         
          Cat closes to an inch of him.
                         
                          DANNY
           You should have called.
                         
                          CAT
           Why?
                         
                          DANNY
           I could have been out.
                         
                          CAT
           I have a key.
                         
                          DANNY
           I could have been late.
                         
          She begins to kiss him, lightly around the mouth.
                         
                          CAT
           I've got nowhere to go.
                         
                          DANNY
           It's just...
           60.
                         
                          CAT
           Just what?
                         
          She keeps kissing him, lightly on the neck...
                         
                          DANNY
           You show up whenever you want to...
                         
                          CAT
           And then we have the most incredible
           sex.
                          (BEAT)
           Ever.
                         
                          DANNY
           I know. I'm just saying...
                         
          He fumbles for the words.
                         
                          DANNY
           Wouldn't you like to go to dinner
           sometime?
                         
          She keeps nibbling.
                         
                          CAT
           Uh-uh. This taste good enough.
                         
                          DANNY
           Or a movie?
                         
          Licking him.
                         
                          CAT
           No. They put me to sleep.
                         
                          DANNY
           So let's pop in a DVD and you can
           spend the night here?
                         
          She stops. Looks him in the eye.
                         
                          CAT
           Would you like the key back?
                         
                          DANNY
           No. I just want to get...I don't
           know...
                         
                          CAT
           Closer?
                         
          She resumes nibbling on his neck.
                         
                          DANNY
           Yes. Closer.
                         
          She runs her nails down his chest, slowly, teasing. Her
          hand finds his groin. What she finds makes her smile.
           61.
                         
                          CAT
           Is this close enough?
                         
                          DANNY
                          (SMILES)
           ...Yes.
                         
          She gently lowers his hands to his sides, holds them there.
          Kisses him deeply. Pushes him down onto the floor. And
          lowers herself on top of him. A small moan escapes his
          lips as she takes him inside her.
                         
                         FADE TO
                         
          INT. DANNY'S APARTMENT - DAWN
                         
          Danny wakes. His face holds the smile of the memory of
          the night before. He turns his head, lazily. The pillow
          beside him is empty.
                         
                          DANNY
           Jen...?
                         
          Cat is gone. Danny's smile fades.
                         
          EXT. ELEVATOR TRAIN - MORNING
                         
          Emilio walks down the stairs, carrying a shopping bag.
                         
          TRACK WITH HIM ALONG THE STREET. Until he comes to a
          Laundromat.
                         
          INT. LAUNDROMAT - MORNING
                         
          Emilio loads laundry from the shopping bag into a machine,
          puts in the coins, then sits down on a bench to watch the
          cycle. Seems to talk to himself.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Safe?
                         
          And then we see he is talking to...
                         
                          CAT
           On my end. You?
                         
                          EMILIO
           Safe.
                         
                          CAT
           What do we have?
                         
          Emilio takes a manila envelope out of the bag. Places it
          on the seat next to him. Cat picks it up, looks through
          it.
           62.
                         
                          EMILIO
           You remember the guy who was in
           the news for running that Ponzi
           scheme about a year ago?
                         
          CLOSE ON A MAGAZINE PULLED FROM THE ENVELOPE
                         
          The cover features WILLIAM WOOGARD, 45, the most unassuming,
          baldheaded, pudgy faced man, a nerd. Under the headline:
          PREDATOR.
                         
                          EMILIO
           He disappeared fifty billion
           dollars. The money was never
           recovered. Skipped out and bought
           himself citizenship on some shit
           hole of a Caribbean island that
           calls itself a country with no
           extradition laws. Lot of very
           pissed off people lost everything.
                         
          Cat goes to get up.
                         
                          EMILIO
           There's something else.
                         
          He slaps the newspaper down with Rizzo's picture on the
          front page.
                         
                          EMILIO
           How long has this been going on?
                         
                          CAT
                          (BLUFFING)
           Not long.
                         
                          EMILIO
           The paper says twenty two. All
           like this. Tell me why.
                         
                          CAT
           No reason.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Since you're a kid, you don't do
           anything for no reason. Don't
           play dumb, it insults me.
                         
                          CAT
           I've got to get ready.
                         
          As she goes to rise, Emilio grabs her hand.
                         
                          EMILIO
           It's not just you in this. It's
           me, Mama.
           63.
                         
                          CAT
           Tio. You're removed. You book
           the work, you collect the fees...
                         
                          EMILIO
           I watch your ass. Each and every
           job, I vet, I double vet. For
           every one I book you, I turn down
           five, ten. I promised to keep you
           safe. I KEEP YOU SAFE. Cataleya.
           It's a full time job, no matter
           what you think. Those
           pictures...they freaked me out.
           OK? I didn't realize...
                         
                          CAT
           I come to you at nine. I say I
           want to be a killer. What kind of
           kid makes a career choice like
           that unless they have something on
           their mind.
                          (BEAT)
           I live for the day that the blood
           of the son of bitch who did my
           parents drips in the gutter. Stop
           playing the innocent with me. You
           know this. Forever.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Sure. Of course. But the way
           you're playing it. They even have
           a name for you. The Tag killer.
           I would have stopped it a long
           time ago. Had I known about this.
                         
                          CAT
           Why?
                         
                          EMILIO
           Because I love you.
                         
          Cat smiles. A smile that could melt ice in winter. But a
          knowing smile. A 'Don't bullshit a bullshitter' smile.
                         
                          CAT
           If you do, you would never have
           let me get involved in the first
           place.
                         
          The truth of her words deprive him of his. She kisses him
          him on the forehead.
                         
                          CAT
           I love you too.
                         
          And she exits, leaving Emilio more concerned. He looks
          down at the picture.
                         
          CLOSE ON THE ORCHID WHICH MORPHS INTO...
           64.
                         
          A REAL CATALEYA ORCHID ON A COMPUTER SCREEN WITH THE WORD
          CATALEYA BEING TYPED IN THE SEARCH BAR
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. FBI OFFICE - DAY
                         
          Ross is at his computer, staring at the screen and the
          orchid, alongside a map of Colombia and the specific region
          where the Cataleya is found. He thinks.
                         
                          ROSS
           OK. Let's try...organization...
                         
          He types. Data comes up. And what he sees stuns him...
                         
          A folder marked CIA: CONFIDENTAL. ACCESS DENIED.
                         
                          ROSS
                          (FRUSTRATED)
           Fuck...
                         
          OVER THE SOUND OF CHIMES...
                         
          EXT. PEPE'S WAREHOUSE/HOME - DAY
                         
          A ramshackle warehouse, it's windows streaked opaque with
          years of dust and grime, surrounded by a fence, and a weedy
          garden which is home to dozens of the most unique wind
          chimes of all sizes and shapes, made from scrap metal.
          And two of the biggest, most ferocious dogs on Earth, laying
          on their sides, asleep.
                         
          The dog's ears perk up; hearing something we don't, a low
          growl begins to rumble deep in their throats. The gate to
          the garden begins to open, and like a shot the dogs are
          up, hurling themselves toward the opening gate, eyes
          flashing, barking loud enough to scare the dead back to
          life, fangs bared, ready to kill.
                         
          And then they stop cold when they see who it is coming
          into their domain.
                         
          REVERSE ON CAT
                         
          Holding two very full shopping bags.
                         
                          CAT
           Hi guys.
                         
          And the dogs jump all over her, licking her.
                         
                          CAT
           Hey! Hey!
                         
          She pets them, plays with them.
                         
                          CAT
           OK. OK. Now sit.
           65.
                         
          The dogs obey her in a heartbeat, sitting expectantly.
          Not making a sound.
                         
                          CAT
           Now let's see what good boys you
           can be.
                         
          She reaches into one of the shopping bags, pulls out two
          roasts!
                         
                          CAT
           Top cut sirloin.
                         
          Which she puts down on the ground. The dog's eyes go to
          the chunks of meat.
                         
                          CAT
           Nice, huh?
                         
          The dogs can barely contain themselves.
                         
                          CAT
           Red, juicy, delicious.
                         
          The dogs whimper in anticipation.
                         
                          CAT
           Stay.
                         
          She picks up the shopping bags, and heads for the ramshackle
          warehouse. The dogs moan, but do not move, their eyes
          going from the meat to Cat.
                         
          Cat reaches the door. Turns. Sees the dogs looking at
          her.
                         
                          CAT
           Good boys.
                          (BEAT)
           Eat.
                         
          The dogs pounce. Each one grabs a roast and tears into
          the meat with ferocious, pent up glee. Cat smiles at the
          sight, enters the warehouse.
                         
          INT. PEPE'S WAREHOUSE/HOME - DAY
                         
          The warehouse, is filled with piles of rusting scrap metal,
          the cannibalized carcasses of cars, trucks, shipping
          containers, welding equipment, hammers tongs, all sorts of
          tools. In the corner is one fully built truck, a big red
          monster with huge demolition fenders.
                         
          This is home to OLD PEPE, an ancient, blind man, who is
          working away, building yet another set of oversized chimes
          out of scrap metal.
                         
                          PEPE
           Hola Cataleya.
           66.
                         
                          CAT
           Hola Pepe. I guess the boys gave
           me away.
                         
                          PEPE
           Anyone else? The barking would
           only have stopped when their
           screaming began. You spoil them.
                         
                          CAT
           I train them.
                         
                          PEPE
           If that's what you want to call
           it.
                         
          Cat kisses Pepe, taps one of the chimes, it makes the most
          ethereal sound as one chime bangs against the other. She
          opens a cupboard in the makeshift kitchen area, and starts
          unpacking the groceries.
                         
                          PEPE
           Did you get the beans I like?
                         
                          CAT
           Of course.
                         
                          PEPE
           And the salsa Verde?
                         
                          CAT
           And the salsa Verde.
                         
                          PEPE
           Not the one in the short bottle.
                         
                          CAT
           The long one.
                         
                          PEPE
           I hate that other one, the chili
           they use sucks. Did you see your
           uncle?
                         
                          CAT
           Of course.
                         
          She moves from the kitchen, walks across to the far wall.
                         
                          PEPE
           We're going to church for Easter.
                         
                          CAT
           As always.
                         
                          PEPE
           And you?
           67.
                         
                          CAT
           Not this year.
                         
          Until she reaches a big discarded safe, taller than her,
          with an impregnable door.
                         
                          PEPE
           As always. You should, you know.
                         
                          CAT
           I should do a lot of things.
                         
          She turns the combination knob.
                         
                          PEPE
           You could start with that one. It
           would make us very happy.
                         
                          CAT
           Maybe next year.
                         
          The door opens, reveals shelves with dozens of passports,
          stacks of cash.
                         
                          PEPE
           Cataleya. No one knows what happens
           tomorrow, next year is a long time
           away. How was your trip?
                         
          Cat starts to remove some of the cash. Starts to count
          it. Stick it in her pocket.
                         
                          CAT
           Rewarding.
                         
          She takes a passport out.
                         
                          PEPE
           Passport?
                         
                          CAT
           Your ears are better than my eyes.
                         
                          PEPE
           You work too much. I keep telling
           that to Emilio. The girl should
           have a life while she is still
           young enough to enjoy it. You
           should take a vacation. Go some
           place warm. With a nice beach.
                         
                          CAT
           Good idea.
                         
          She slams the big safe door shut.
           68.
                         
          EXT. CARIBBEAN ISLAND - DAY
                         
          From the air, surrounded by the bluest of waters. Bestowed
          with the greenest of verdant foliage. Surrounded by
          exquisite beaches.
                         
          A spray of water fills the screen. Comes from...
                         
          THREE OF THE HOTTEST NYMPHETTES IN THE SMALLEST BIKINIS
          SPLASHING AROUND A SWIMMING POOL HAVING THE BEST TIME
          SPLASHING WATER AT WILLIAM WOOGARD, AS HE CHASES AFTER
          THEM...
                         
                          WILLIAM
           GRRRAAAHHHH!!!!
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          EXT. COMPOUND - DAY
                         
          An exquisite villa surrounded by a high wall. As the girls
          clamber out of the pool, ignoring the four armed body guards
          patrolling poolside, they are met by three maids holding
          robes for them to slip into.
                         
                          WILLIAM
                          (SMILING)
           Hey! I pay to see more, not less.
                         
          The robes disappear.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           That's better.
                         
                          GIRL
           Willie you are such a perv.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           I know. Anyone hungry?
                         
                          GIRL
           Always!
                         
          As William slips into a robe held open for him, he grabs
          the asses of two of the girls...
                         
                          WILLIAM
           Lunch is served.
                         
          Giggling, the girls scamper toward the villa, where a
          sumptuous table is set on the veranda, attended by more
          servants. William is handed a drink, as he sips it, watches
          their perfect, barely covered butts, his eyes pools of
          desire, the servant holds out an envelope.
                         
                          SERVANT
           For you sir.
           69.
                         
          Perplexed, William takes his eyes off the girls and regards
          the envelope. No return address, no stamps. He opens it,
          and his perplexed look goes to one of concern.
                         
          CLOSE ON THE NOTE
                         
          It says. SOMEONE IS LOOKING FOR YOU. BE CAREFUL. A
          FRIEND.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           Where did this come from?
                         
                          SERVANT
           It was in the post box this morning.
                         
          William cannot fathom what this is all about. But he does
          not like it.
                         
          EXT. CARIBBEAN ISLAND - SUNSET
                         
          Over hot dance hall music, the sun sets magnificently into
          the shimmering sea...
                         
          INT. VILLA - EVENING
                         
          The music blasts throughout the villa. Sexy, hot. There
          are several bodyguards stationed all around.
                         
          INT. SALON - EVENING
                         
          Two of the girls dance erotically for William, who reclines
          on an oversized couch, smoking from a hookah.
                         
                         ANGLE ON
                         
          The third girl is out in the foyer, laying on the glass
          floor, which is the top of a large aquarium, where dozens
          of sharks swim back and forth.
                         
                          GIRL
           Here fishy fishy!
                         
          She taps on the floor, the sharks ignore her.
                         
                          GIRL
                          (POUTY)
           Willie! They're ignoring me!
                         
          William comes over.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           Put a drop of blood in there and
           they'll be your biggest admirers.
           All the way down to your stripped
           clean bones. And speaking of
           stripped...
                         
          He lifts her up like a piece of luggage. As she squeals
          with delight...
           70.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           Bedtime!
                         
          The other girls come running. The party moves up the
          winding staircase. The bodyguards look at each other,
          roll their eyes.
                         
          INT. VILLA - NIGHT
                         
          William is at the double doors to his massive bedroom suite,
          the girls are on the bed in the BG jumping around, in the
          skimpiest bra and panty sets, having a pillow fight.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           (to head of security)
           Bring extra security in for the
           night.
                         
                          HEAD SECURITY
           Yes sir.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           And make sure we're shut down tight.
                         
                          HEAD SECURITY
           Yes sir. Have a good night, sir.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           I intend to.
                         
          The doors close, and lock. Wild shrieks come from inside.
                         
          EXT. VILLA - EVENING
                         
          A van rolls up to the main gate, half a dozen security men
          exit.
                         
                          HEAD SECURITY
           There are already guys in the garden
           and guys out back. I want you
           three upstairs, two on the roof.
           You three downstairs. Follow me.
                         
          As they all enter the villa, the CAMERA lingers on the
          van. A figure dressed in black rolls out from under the
          carriage as it pulls away and disappears into the bushes.
                         
          QUICK TIME CUTS
                         
          Two guards stand outside the bedroom door. Two guards are
          on the stairs. Three guards in the salon. Three more in
          the garden outside.
                         
          INT. VILLA - NIGHT
                         
          The Head of Security goes around the villa checking that
          all the doors and windows are secure. His men are posted
          outside the door to the bedroom, on the stairs, in the
          salon. He closes lights as he goes.
           71.
                         
          He walks across the aquarium floor in the foyer to the
          front door, closes the lights, so that only the glow from
          the aquarium lights illuminate the dark. And he exits,
          closing the door behind him, turning the lock.
                         
          CLOSE ON THE AQUARIUM
                         
          The sharks gliding back and forth. And then, a figure in
          a black wet suit, fins and a mask, with a small back back,
          comes gliding into through the sharks. Who just go about
          their business. The figure stops at the edge of the glass
          floor, takes something out of the back pack and very
          skillfully cuts a small hole in one of the glass panels
          that makes up the floor.
                         
          The diver lifts out of the aquarium, pulls back the wet
          suit. It is Cat.
                         
          Cat opens the backpack, removes a silencer fitted pistol.
                         
          CLOSE ON THE BEDROOM DOORS OPENING
                         
          Cat enters, silent, closes the door, approaches the bed
          where William is asleep sandwiched between the three passed
          out girls. Empty champagne bottles and glasses are strewn
          about.
                         
          Cat stares down at the scene, points her gun at William.
          One of the girls rolls over onto William, ruining her shot.
          She hesitates.
                         
          CLOSE ON WILLIAM'S FACE
                         
          As sits up suddenly, startled from sleep. No one is in
          the room. He looks around, and notices the bedroom door
          ajar. He is more awake now, sees the Nymphettes sleeping
          soundly. He rises, dressed in a silk sleeping robe. He
          feels something on his chest, goes over to the mirror,
          opens his gown and sees, painted on his chest: In red
          lipstick, the word THIEF, and a drawing of a Cataleya
          orchid. Panic starts to set in.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           Hello?
                         
          No answer.
                         
          William tip toes to the ajar door. He peeks out and sees
          two guards with bullets through their foreheads, blood
          leaked out across the white marble floor. Really panicked,
          he flattens himself against the inside of the door, his
          breath coming in gasps.
                         
          INT. VILLA - NIGHT
                         
          William, holding the two guns of the dead guards in front
          of him, makes his way down stairs, past two more dead
          guards. Growing more and more nervous by the moment, he
          tries a light switch on the wall, nothing.
           72.
                         
          The only light comes from the ambient glow of the aquarium
          below. He reaches the bottom of the stairs.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           Anybody?
                         
          No answer. He crosses the aquarium floor, and when he is
          right in the middle...
                         
                          CAT
           Stop right there.
                         
          Cat comes out of the dark. In her hand, a silencer fitted
          pistol.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           Who are you?
                         
                          CAT
           Doesn't matter who I am.
                         
          He pulls the trigger on his gun. Click, click, click. He
          tries the other one. Again click click click.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           What do you want?
                         
                          CAT
           I want you exactly where you are.
                         
          And then, without warning, she puts a bullet in both his
          knees.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           ARRRGGGHHHH!
                         
          He falls to the floor. The blood starts to seep out onto
          the glass. The sharks swim back and forth.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           Whatever they paid you, I'll double
           it!
                         
                          CAT
           You know the thing about sharks.
           You can swim with them all day and
           they will just ignore you, but put
           one drop of blood in the water and
           they become your biggest admirers.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           Please. I'll give you anything
           you want. Don't kill me!
                         
                          CAT
           I'm not going to kill you.
                          (BEAT)
           They are.
           73.
                         
          She fires three shots into the glass square he is kneeling
          on. The glass shatters. William falls into the water.
          Grabs onto the squares on either side and props himself
          up. His blood runs down into the clear water. Cat turns
          and walks toward the door.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           Please! Please!
                         
          He struggles frantically to pull himself out. Cat exits.
          And then the sharks hit. WHAM! And hit. And hit. And
          hit.
                         
                          WILLIAM
           Please! Help! Help!
                         
          He is violently dragged under.
                         
                         CLOSE ON
                         
          The front page of a newspaper with a picture of the remains
          of William under the headline: SHARKS EAT SHARK. The
          newspaper drops to reveal Richard at his desk.
                         
          INT. CIA OFFICE - DAY
                         
                          RICHARD
           I can't believe this.
                         
          He drops the paper, is about to leave his office when the
          phone on his desk rings. He answers.
                         
                          RICHARD
           Yes?
                         
                          VOICE
           Mr. Steven Richard?
                         
                          RICHARD
           Who is this?
                         
                         CLOSE ON
                         
                          ROSS
           FBI special agent Jack Ross. I'm
           lead agent on a case. A serial
           killer we call the tag killer.
                         
                         INTERCUT
                         
          Hiding his anger.
                         
                          RICHARD
           I've seen the publicity.
                         
                          ROSS
           Marks his victims with a flower.
           From Colombia. A Cataleya orchid.
                          (MORE)
           74.
                         
                          ROSS (CONT'D)
           When I try to access information,
           I get stuck with a CIA Access denied
           folder. I understand you were the
           station chief down there when this
           rash of murders with the same MO...
                         
                          RICHARD
           Listen, Agent Ross, we don't give
           out any type of information over
           the phone. So what I suggest is
           you file a formal request with the
           agency for any information you
           might want. And I'll be more than
           happy to get back to you as soon
           as I can.
                         
          He hangs up. Seething.
                         
                         ON ROSS
                         
          Looking at his phone and the dial tone emittting from the
          handset.
                         
                          ROSS
           Thank you.
                         
          EXT. MIAMI AIRPORT - DAY
                         
          A plane lands.
                         
          INT. MIAMI AIRPORT - DAY
                         
          People disembark. We think Cat is getting off the plane.
          It is Marco and two of his thugs. As he is crossing the
          terminal, he passes a newspaper machine. The headline of
          the paper in the window catches his eye: SHARKS EAT SHARK.
          As he stares at the picture of the dead William, his phone
          rings.
                         
                          MARCO
           Bueno?
                         
          INT. CAR - DAY
                         
          A pissed off Richard is on the phone.
                         
                          RICHARD
           No more bullshitting me Marco.
           I've got the FBI on my ass now. I
           want that problem taken care of.
           Yesterday. Do you hear me?
                         
                          MARCO
           Loud and clear.
                         
          The newspaper picture of William being pinned to a board.
                         
          PULL BACK TO
           75.
                         
          INT. FBI OFFICE - DAY
                         
          Ross turns from pinning up the picture alongside the other
          twenty two, to his team.
                         
                          ROSS
           Where are we?
                         
                          AGENT 1
           We ID'd everyone who came in and
           out of the police station for the
           twenty four hours preceding the
           incident. The only one that we
           could not verify was a...
                         
          He reads.
                         
                          AGENT 1
           Valarie Phillips. Picked up for
           drunk driving four hours before
           the hit on Rizzo.
                         
                          ROSS
                          (STUNNED)
           A woman? Are you sure?
                         
                          AGENT 1
           It's our only lead.
                         
                          ROSS
           Let's see her booking report.
                         
                          AGENT 2
                          (HESITANT)
           Well, there was a little problem.
           Seems she was too drunk to get a
           photo.
                         
                          ROSS
           But not to get prints.
                         
                          AGENT 1
           We ran the prints in the data base.
           No match was found.
                         
                          ROSS
           Lovely. So if there is no booking
           record, how did we get the name?
                         
                          AGENT 1
           A library card. The only ID she
           had was a library card.
                         
                          ROSS
           I don't believe this.
                         
                          AGENT 1
           There are the surveillance tapes.
           76.
                         
                          AGENT 2
           From three angles.
                         
                          ROSS
                          (HOPEFUL)
           Well, let's see them.
                         
          The two agents look at each other, even more chagrined.
          One of them pushes a button on the computer. And the three
          angles come up. One has a shot of Cat's face covered by
          her hair, one has a shot of her face covered by her hand,
          and the third one has an angle of her nose.
                         
                          ROSS
           That's it?
                         
                          AGENT 1
           That's it.
                         
          Ross sighs.
                         
                          ROSS
           It's not a lot to go on. But put
           them in the data base and let's
           see what matches.
                         
          The agents exit. Ross looks at the pictures on the board.
                         
                          ROSS
           ...a woman.
                         
          Cannot believe it.
                         
          EXT. MIAMI - LITTLE COLOMBIA - DAY
                         
          Marco and his thugs enter a small social club/bar.
                         
          INT. SOCIAL CLUB - DAY
                         
          A dimly lit place, where strangers are few and suspicious
          looks from the rough men playing pool at the back to able
          and lining the bar are par for the course.
                         
          EDUARDO, a small time hood, lines up a shot with a pool
          cue, when a hand comes down on the ball he is about to
          shoot. He looks up to...
                         
                          MARCO
           Hello Eduardo, que pasa?
                         
                          EDUARDO
           I have fifty bucks on this shot.
           That's what's que pasa.
                         
                          MARCO
                          (SMILING)
           Hey sorry. Come on.
           77.
                         
          He opens his arms. They hug. Eduardo is friendly, but
          there is a hesitation, a tension in the air. As they break
          marco takes a roll of cash out.
                         
                          MARCO
           Here. For you.
                         
          He goes to hand it to Eduardo.
                         
                          EDUARDO
           For what?
                         
                          MARCO
           First for fucking up your shot.
           Second, for an address. You
           remember Fabio? The Cataleya
           Killer?
                         
                          EDUARDO
           It's a long time. My memory...
                         
                          MARCO
           You went to school with his brother
           in law. What was his name? Emilio?
                         
                          EDUARDO
           Like I said...my memory...
                         
          Now the men at the bar are starting to take notice.
                         
                          MARCO
           I have a problem. And we think
           Fabio's kid is behind it.
                         
          Eduardo takes the roll of bills and puts it in Marco's
          shirt pocket.
                         
                          EDUARDO
           Look Marco. I gotta be honest
           with you. Everyone knows you guys
           were playing a double game, and
           when the shit went down, you were
           the only ones who got out of it
           clean.
                         
          The men at the bar are now edging closer. One of them has
          a shot gun resting along his leg, inconspicuous, and
          conspicuous at the same time.
                         
                          MARCO
           So you do have a memory.
                         
                          EDUARDO
           Yeah. For rats. Now get the fuck
           out, and let me take my shot.
                         
                          MARCO
           OK...
           78.
                         
          Marco looks at Eduardo, who glares at him. Eduardo goes
          to line up his shot. The tension in the room is thicker
          by the moment. As Eduardo is about to hit the ball, Marco
          grabs his hair and slams his forehead into the cue ball.
          At the same moment, Marco's two thugs whip out their guns
          and blast away. The shotgun wielding man, raises his gun,
          and as he is killed by Marco, his blast takes out one of
          Marco's thugs.
                         
          In an instant it is over. Everyone is dead, except Marco,
          one of his thugs, and the dazed Eduardo. Marco notices
          his ear is bleeding, touches it, it pisses him off that
          blood has soiled his white shirt.
                         
                          MARCO
           Fuck...
                         
          Pissed, Marco yanks Eduardo up from the floor and slams
          him onto the pool table. Sticks his gun in his face.
                         
                          MARCO
           You don't tell me what I want to
           know by the count of three, you
           scum sucking lowlife prick, your
           memory will be permanently disabled.
           One...two...
                         
          A buzzer sounds...
                         
          EXT. STREET - NIGHT
                         
          Danny opens the door to his building.
                         
          INT. DANNY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
                         
          Danny enters to a candle lit room and...
                         
                          CAT
           I brought you something.
                         
          She is in a very sexy lingerie top. Her hands are behind
          her back.
                         
                          DANNY
           That's real progress. Let's see.
                         
          She takes her hands out from behind her back, presents him
          with a cute little stuffed alligator.
                         
                          DANNY
           Wow! Just what I always wanted.
                         
                          CAT
           You're making fun.
                         
                          DANNY
           No. No. I mean, a gift from you.
           Something to show me you're thinking
           of me as more than your boy toy.
           79.
                         
                          CAT
           Well, there's that too.
                         
          She starts to peel off the lingerie.
                         
                          DANNY
           Wait.
                         
          She stops.
                         
                          CAT
           You don't want me?
                         
                          DANNY
           Of course I do. But can't we talk
           a little first?
                         
                          CAT
           What would you like to talk about?
                         
                          DANNY
           Oh, I don't know. Nothing.
           Anything.
                         
                          CAT
           You really want to do this?
                         
                          DANNY
           Yes, I do.
                         
                          CAT
                          (AMUSED)
           OK.
                         
          She stands there, waiting.
                         
                          DANNY
           So...what's new?
                         
                          CAT
           Nothing much.
                         
          She stops. Waiting.
                         
                          DANNY
           Where have you been?
                         
                          CAT
           On vacation.
                         
                          DANNY
           Really? Where?
                         
                          CAT
           Down south.
                         
                          DANNY
           Where there are alligators?
           80.
                         
          He wiggles the toy.
                         
                          CAT
           There was that one.
                         
                          DANNY
           Was it nice?
                         
                          CAT
           It was OK.
                         
                          DANNY
           What did you do?
                         
                          CAT
           Nothing much. A little swimming,
           fed the fish.
                         
                          DANNY
           OK. Now you.
                         
                          CAT
           Now me what?
                         
                          DANNY
           Conversation. It goes two ways.
                         
                          CAT
           OK. Want to fuck?
                         
          Danny starts to laugh. Cat, caught in the moment, begins
          to laugh as well.
                         
                          DANNY
           OK. OK. I get it. You want to
           protect yourself. I understand.
           But I'm...I don't just want to be
           here for the sex. I know a lot of
           guys would think this is perfect.
           She comes over, we fuck like mad.
           She leaves. But I need a little
           more.
                         
          She keeps staring, waiting.
                         
                          CAT
           Like what?
                         
                          DANNY
           Like...uh...some trust maybe.
                         
                          CAT
           That's a hard one for me.
                         
                          DANNY
           I got that. I'm not in a hurry.
           And just so you know. The past?
           If it's too painful right now?
                          (MORE)
           81.
                         
                          DANNY (CONT'D)
           If you can't talk about? That's
           OK. But, you know, if someone
           hurt you before...like a broken
           heart or something. I'm not
           responsible for that. I just want
           want to be here for you. To know
           a little about what's inside.
           What you feel. Just a little.
                         
          Cat hesitates, standing there half dressed, feelings that
          she never wants to deal with coming to the surface.
                         
                          CAT
           I'm lonely sometimes.
                         
          She stops.
                         
                          DANNY
           ...And?
                         
                          CAT
           Isn't that enough?
                         
                          DANNY
           It's a good start.
                         
          He smiles, puts the stuffed animal aside.
                         
                          DANNY
           Now we can have sex.
                         
          Cat smiles, caught a bit off guard by his sweetness. He
          approaches her, she goes to touch him. He puts her hands
          down, gently.
                         
                          DANNY
           Let me this time.
                         
          And for the first time, she lets him touch her first.
          Let's him kiss her lips, her neck, and as he goes south,
          kissing as he goes, the CAMERA holds on her face, and for
          the first time she allows herself to receive, to give
          herself over to being the seduced rather than the seducer.
          And she likes it.
                         
          FADE TO BLACK
                         
          EXT. CHICAGO - SUNRISE
                         
          The city wakes.
                         
          CLOSE ON DANNY
                         
          Waking. Turning over, expecting to find no one there.
          Surprise this time. Because there is someone there,
          sleeping peacefully, her face, half covered by her hair,
          bathed in the soft light of dawn...
           82.
                         
          Cat.
                         
          Danny smiles, so pleased.
                         
          INT. KITCHEN - MORNING
                         
          Danny puts the finishing touches on a breakfast tray. He
          looks at the stuffed animal she brought him. It warms his
          heart.
                         
          INT. BEDROOM - MORNING
                         
          Danny stands with the breakfast tray, looking at Cat
          sleeping. He cannot quite believe it. He puts the tray
          down, takes his iPhone, points it at her, goes to take a
          picture.
                         
          REVERSE ON CAT
                         
          She wakes with a start. To find Danny standing there with
          a breakfast tray, and a big smile on his face.
                         
                          DANNY
           Morning.
                         
          Cat is disoriented.
                         
                          DANNY
           I didn't know if you like your
           eggs over easy or scrambled, so I
           made...
                         
          Cat jumps out of bed, starts to dress quickly.
                         
                          DANNY
           Wait...
                         
                          CAT
           I shouldn't have done this.
                         
          Pulls on her jeans.
                         
                          DANNY
           Done what?
                         
                          CAT
           Any of it.
                         
                          DANNY
           Why?
                         
                          CAT
           Because.
                         
                          DANNY
           Can we talk about it?
                         
          Pulls on her top.
           83.
                         
                          CAT
           We already talked. I'm late.
                         
          Slips into her shoes. Does not answer.
                         
                          DANNY
           I made breakfast.
                         
                          CAT
           I don't like eggs.
                         
          As she heads for the door, she turns.
                         
                          CAT
           Now you know something else about
           me.
                         
          And with a small smile, she is gone.
                         
          INT. HALL - MORNING
                         
          Outside Danny's door, Cat crosses to the elevator, waits
          for it to come. As she does, she fixes her clothes a bit,
          her eyes on Danny's door.
                         
                          CAT
                          (TO HERSELF)
           Don't come out. Please. Don't.
                         
          The door doesn't open. The elevator arrives. She takes a
          deep breath, enters. The door closes.
                         
          EXT. PAINT SUPPLY STORE - DAY
                         
          Cat comes running in.
                         
          INT. PAINT SUPPLY STORE - DAY
                         
          Cat hurries down the aisle, keeping an eye on the security
          camera. Making sure she stays on the far side, out of
          it's range. She stops in the middle of the aisle, starts
          to examine paint brushes.
                         
                          CAT
           Sorry I'm late.
                         
          ANGLE ON EMILIO
                         
          Standing next to her, looking at a color chart, hidden
          from the security camera, as is she. He is pissed. He
          has the newspaper with Woogard's picture. He throws the
          paper in her face. Cat is taken aback by a display of
          anger she has never seen in this man before.
                         
                          EMILIO
           You said you would stop the writing!
                         
          Then he shoves an article cut from a paper in her face.
           84.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Read this!
                         
          As she starts...
                         
                          EMILIO
           Seven people slaughtered in a Miami
           bar. I knew one of them. Years
           ago, in school.
                         
                          CAT
           So what?
                         
                          EMILIO
           I don't like it. This is getting
           too close.
                         
                          CAT
           Tio. Could be anyone. You're
           seeing things that aren't there.
                         
                          EMILIO
           And you are so blinded by your
           need for revenge that you are not
           seeing things that are. The
           handwriting is on the wall Cara.
           Let me read it to you. This is
           over. I will no longer accept
           jobs. I will no longer solicit
           jobs. You are retired.
                         
                          CAT
           How many people did you kill in
           revenge for your boy's death? How
           many? And you're going to give me
           a lecture about revenge?
                         
                          EMILIO
                          (CALM)
           Cara. It's time to get a life,
           before you run out of time. Here.
                         
          He hands her an envelope.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Maybe this will help you understand
           what I am telling you.
                         
          Emilio leaves first this time. Cat just stands there, her
          world rocked. She opens the envelope, takes out a
          photograph, looks at it.
                         
          CLOSE ON A PHOTO OF CAT WITH HER PARENTS
                         
          Dressed for her first Communion. Everyone is smiling.
          She is holding a Cataleya orchid bouquet.
                         
                         ON CAT
           85.
                         
          Her eyes well up. She can't hold it anymore. She begins
          to cry.
                         
                          VOICE
           Five six. Brown eyes, hazel really,
           dark hair, thick, shiny...
                         
          EXT. CAFE - DAY
                         
          Danny is sitting with his friend RYAN.
                         
                          DANNY
           Great body, killer smile.
                          (BEAT)
           And I think about her all day long.
                         
                          RYAN
           Dude, you're in love.
                         
                          DANNY
           You're so smart.
                         
                          RYAN
           Seriously. This comes from the
           heart. OK?
                          (BEAT)
           You're nuts.
                          (BEAT)
           The girl comes over, strips down,
           rocks your world, gets dressed,
           asks for nothing. Leaves. The
           only thing she doesn't do is bring
           the pizza and beer. You are living
           my dream. And you want to go and
           fuck it up with love?
                         
                          DANNY
           I knew you were the perfect guy to
           talk about this with.
                         
                          RYAN
           Hey come on. It's me. Since first
           grade. You and me?
                         
          He crosses his fingers.
                         
                          DANNY
           Ryan, I'm twenty eight. I met
           someone who I want to be with.
           All the time. I have nothing. A
           stuffed animal.
                          (BEAT)
           And a picture.
                         
                          RYAN
           You have a picture?
                         
                          DANNY
           In my phone.
           86.
                         
                          RYAN
           Give it up!
                         
          Danny takes out his iPhone.
                         
                          DANNY
           It's not even a whole picture. I
           took it while she was asleep.
                         
          Shows Ryan the picture he took of Cat.
                         
          CLOSE ON THE PICTURE OF CAT
                         
          Asleep in his bed, with the morning light on her face,
          half hidden by her position and her hair.
                         
                          RYAN
           Whoa...total babe-age! When do I
           meet the future Mrs. Delaney?
                         
                          DANNY
           Haven't you been listening to me?
           I don't even know how to get in
           touch with her.
                         
                          RYAN
           Dude. That is such a no brainer.
                         
          INT. POLICE HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT
                         
          Ryan and Danny stand beside SHARI, 26, who sits in front
          of her computer, attaching Danny's iPhone to a port.
                         
                          SHARI
           You know, if you weren't my
           brother's best friend...
                         
                          RYAN
           You're doing it for love Shari.
           Not for me. When they walk down
           the aisle, you can say you were
           the one made it happen.
                         
                          DANNY
           Maybe I shouldn't...
                         
                          SHARI
           Up to you Danny. I do it all the
           time. Photo goes in here. Bangs
           around the National Data base
           looking for a match. Bingo.
           Address, phone number, shoe size,
           dress size, rap sheet, anything
           you want to know. It's really no
           big deal.
                         
                          DANNY
           I just feel like, maybe, I'm
           invading her privacy or something.
           87.
                         
                          SHARI
           Hey guys, I haven't got all day.
           (holds her hand on
           the send button on
                          THE COMPUTER)
           Yes or no?
                         
          Danny can't answer.
                         
                          RYAN
           Of course yes.
                         
          He hits the button. Cat's picture appears on the screen
          with the message: BEGIN DOWNLOAD.
                         
          CLOSE ON THE PROCESS
                         
          Cat's picture gets turned into millions of pixels, which
          start combining and recombining into faces that look like
          her, don't look like her, looking for a match.
                         
          INT. ROSS'S OFFICE - NIGHT
                         
          Ross is staring at his Cataleya orchid, looking over his
          reports, frustrated, when his computer screen lights up
          the the following message: DATA MATCH 62%
                         
          And alongside the half assed pictures of Cat from the
          security tapes in the police station, the picture from
          Danny's iPhone starts to form. Ross picks up the phone.
                         
                          ROSS
                          (EXCITED)
           I want a trace put on an incoming
           transmission!
                         
          Ross continues watching his screen: DATA MATCH PROBABILITY
          68%.
                         
          A map comes up on his screen immediately. A grid map of
          the city with a focus finder bringing the search area closer
          and closer. Until the area is identified: One Police Plaza.
                         
          OVER THE INTONATIONS OF A CHOIR SINGING EASTER MASS...
                         
          INT. CATHEDRAL - DAY
                         
          Emilio, Mama and Pepe are sitting in a pew during Easter
          mass. Someone comes up from behind, sits down next to
          them. They turn to Cat. Who smiles, like a child. Emilio
          smiles back. Mama takes Cat's hand, kisses it. They all
          sit and listen to the Mass, like all the other families
          around them.
                         
          EXT. CATHEDRAL - DAY
                         
          As everyone is exiting...
           88.
                         
                          MAMA
           Cara. You will come home for lunch.
                         
                          CAT
           No Mama. One thing at a time.
                         
          She kisses them and walks off.
                         
          INT. CAR - DAY
                         
          Emilio drives.
                         
                          MAMA
           That was such a nice surprise.
                         
                          PEPE
           I knew it would happen.
                         
                          EMILIO
           Everyone grows up.
                         
                          MAMA
           I think she's going to be OK.
                         
                          EMILIO
           I think so.
                         
          As their car pulls into the driveway of the house...
                         
          FROM SOMEONE ELSE'S POV
                         
                         REVERSE ON
                         
          INT. CAR - DAY
                         
          From down the street. Watching Emilio, Mama, and Pepe
          enter the house. Marco. And three thugs.
                         
          INT. FBI OFFICE - DAY
                         
          On a larger computer screen, the various pictures of Cat,
          none of them conclusive. As Ross and his team look on...
                         
                          TECH
           We need a common base, so let's
           try size...
                         
          He punches his keyboard. The computer screen shuffles the
          pictures until they all match up, one on top of the other.
          And on the screen: SIZE CONFIRMATION: MATCH 96%
                         
                          TECH
           Good...now let's see...hands...
                         
          He focuses in on the hands on the pictures from the security
          tape and the ones from Danny's iPhone picture. The images
          start moving, matching. And when they are coordinated, on
          the screen: HAND CONFIRMATION: MATCH 95%
           89.
                         
                          TECH
           Looking good. And now...
                         
          He types in nose match. Again the pictures shuffle, line
          up. NOSE CONFIRMATION: MATCH 98%
                         
                          TECH
           Nice nose.
                         
          AND THEN THE MESSAGE COMES UP: MATCH IDENTIFICATION: 100%
                         
                          TECH
           That's your girl.
                         
          CLOSE ON CAT
                         
          In the shower. The water pelting her face.
                         
          AS THE CAMERA WATCHES HER, IT FEELS LIKE SOMEONE ELSE IS
          THERE WATCHING TOO.
                         
          INT. CAT'S APARTMENT - DAY
                         
          Cat, outside the shower.
                         
          AGAIN, THE CAMERA WATCHES HER AS IF THERE IS SOMEONE ELSE
          THERE. THIS BEGINS TO FEEL A LITTLE CREEPY. VERY TENSE.
                         
          INT. CAT'S APARTMENT - DAY
                         
          Cat, in a bra and panties, walks across to the kitchen,
          pours a drink. Downs half of it, then refills the glass.
                         
          AND STILL, THERE IS THIS FEELING SOMEONE IS THERE, WATCHING.
          THAT AT ANY MOMENT, SOMEONE IS GOING TO POUNCE.
                         
          INT. CAT'S APARTMENT - DAY
                         
          Cat sits by the living room window. Takes the last drop
          of the drink. As she looks out on the night sky, she lights
          a cigarette. Feeling so alone. She takes one drag on the
          cigarette, stubs it out. She takes the picture of herself
          and her parents, looks at it, sighs deeply. A tear forms.
          Her loneliness, her sense of isolation grows. For the
          first time, she seems a bit lost.
                         
          INT. DANNY'S APARTMENT - DAY
                         
          Danny sits by his window, also feeling a bit lost, and
          also, so lonely. He stares at the picture of Cat on his
          phone. When the phone rings.
                         
                          DANNY
           Hello?
                         
                         INTERCUT
                         
                          CAT
           It's me.
           90.
                         
          Danny's heart goes to his throat.
                         
                          DANNY
           Oh my god! I can't believe it!
           Hello you.
                         
          INT. ROSS'S OFFICE - DAY
                         
          Ross's computer bings. Danny's name and number come up
          with the message: CALL ACTIVE. Ross looks up.
                         
          INT. CAT'S APARTMENT - DAY
                         
                          CAT
           Are you busy?
                         
                         INTERCUT
                         
                          DANNY
           No. I...no.
                         
                          CAT
           I was just sitting here, looking
           out the window. And I
           thought...where are you?
                         
          INT. ROSS'S OFFICE - DAY
                         
          Ross and his team are listening to the call on an intercom.
          On the screen a tracer is looking for the location of the
          call.
                         
                         INTERCUT
                         
                          DANNY
           In my apartment. Looking out the
           window.
                         
                          CAT
           So we're seeing the same sky.
                         
          ROSS watches the search narrow...
                         
                          DANNY
           Yes. I'm so happy to hear your
           voice.
                         
          NARROW...
                         
                          CAT
           And I'm happy to hear yours.
                         
          UNTIL A RED BLINKING CIRCLE APPEARS ON THE MAP AROUND ONE
                         BUILDING
                         
                          ROSS
           We got her! I want SWAT there!
           All of them! Now!
           91.
                         
          Ross and his team run out of their office. AND WE ARE
          BACK TO...
                         
                          DANNY
           You know it's so crazy. I was
           just sitting here, looking at your
           picture, thinking "I'd wish I could
           call her." And you called.
                         
          Cat's antenna go up.
                         
                          CAT
           ...What picture?
                         
          Danny gulps hard, realizing he has made a mistake.
                         
                          DANNY
           I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't
           have. But I have nothing to
           remember you by, except this little
           stuffed...
                         
                          CAT
                          (TIGHT)
           What picture Danny???
                         
                          DANNY
           I took a picture of you while you
           were sleeping. With my phone.
                         
          Cat leaps out of her chair, on full alert now. She opens
          her cabinet to the four screens.
                         
                          DANNY
           Jen. I'm sorry. Really. I didn't
           mean to offend you.
                         
          Cat attaches a device to her computer. Does not respond.
                         
                          DANNY
           ...it's just you looked so cute.
           I can erase it if you want. It's
           not even a good picture...Jen?
                         
          Cat is not listening, she is looking at a message flashing
          across the screen. THIRD PARTY ON LINE.
                         
                          CAT
                          (NERVES KEENING)
           Who else saw the picture?
                         
          Cat flips the switch on her surveillance screens.
                         
                          DANNY
           Nobody. My friend Ryan...
                         
                          CAT
           Who else?
           92.
                         
                          DANNY
           His sister. I didn't want to..it's
           just...I wanted to contact you. I
           wanted to...
                         
                          CAT
                          (HARD)
           What does the sister of Ryan have
           to do with this?
                         
                          DANNY
           Shari, that's Ryan's sister...she
           works at Police headquarters...
                         
          And now Cat knows everything.
                         
                          DANNY
           I just wanted to be...
                         
          On her surveillance screens, Cat sees FBI SWAT pulling up
          to the building.
                         
                          CAT
           Closer. I know. Goodbye Danny.
                         
          Cat hangs up, rushes into the bathroom, turns the shower
          on full blast. Hurrying out, on her screens, she sees the
          SWAT swarming into the building. Cat opens a cabinet. On
          the back of the door are a dozen keys. She chooses one.
          She checks the screens one more time, sees the SWAT rushing
          the stairs, the elevators. She turns off her screens.
                         
          And runs out of the apartment in her t-shirt and panties.
          Barefoot.
                         
          INT. STAIRCASES - DAY
                         
          The SWAT are running up the stairs.
                         
          INT. ELEVATOR - DAY
                         
          The SWAT led by Ross are watching the elevator numbers
          climb.
                         
          INT. HALL - DAY
                         
          Cat reaches the stairs just as the elevator is reaching
          her floor. She ducks down the stairs as the elevator door
          opens, and Ross and his team step out, guns raised,
          exercising extreme caution, keeping very quiet.
                         
          INT. STAIRCASES - DAY
                         
          Cat takes the stairs two at a time.
                         
          INT. STAIRCASES - DAY
                         
          The SWAT comes running up the stairs, two at a time.
           93.
                         
          QUICK CUTS BETWEEN CAT AND THE SWAT. SHE GOING DOWN, THEY
          ARE COMING UP. AND JUST WHEN THEY ARE ONE FLOOR APART,
          WHEN IT SEEMS THAT THEY ARE GOING TO COLLIDE, RUN INTO
          EACH OTHER...
                         
          CAT EXITS THE STAIRS ON THE SIXTH FLOOR.
                         
          A MOMENT LATER THE SWAT COME RUNNING BY WHERE SHE EXITED.
                         
          INT. HALL - DAY
                         
          Swat 1 listens at Cat's door. Ross is at the end of the
          corridor.
                         
                          SWAT 1
           (whispers, on mic)
           Shower.
                         
          Ross signals for a scope. SWAT 2 takes a flex cam, and
          begins to slide it under the door.
                         
          INT. SIXTH FLOOR HALL - DAY
                         
          Cat comes to a door, uses her key to open it. She enters
          to...
                         
          INT. APARTMENT - DAY
                         
          ...a guy eating his lunch in front of the TV.
                         
                          GUY
           Hey!
                         
          He reaches out to grab her. Cat grabs his hand and slams
          his face into his tray of food, knocking him cold.
                         
          INT. HALL - DAY
                         
          Ross watches the screen as the flex cam shows the interior
          of Cat's apartment.
                         
          INT. BATHROOM - DAY
                         
          Cat pulls down a camouflaged hinged door in the ceiling.
          On it, is a harness, with several things attached, guns,
          charges, thick metal clips. She slips into the harness.
                         
          INT. HALL - DAY
                         
          Ross's team goes from apartment to apartment. Knocking.
                         
                          AGENT 1
           FBI...
                         
          INT. HALL - DAY
                         
          On the video cam, Ross is seeing nothing in Cat's apartment.
          He points to one of the SWAT, signals for him to set charges
          against the door. The man begins to do so.
           94.
                         
          INT. BATHROOM - DAY
                         
          Cat is setting charges in a rectangular pattern on the
          rear bathtub wall.
                         
          INT. HALL - DAY
                         
          The agents at an apartment door...
                         
                          AGENT 1
           No ma'am everything is under
           control. We just need you to stay
           inside. May we have a look around?
                         
          As the FBI enters...
                         
          INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT
                         
          Cat has finished setting her charges. She looks up at the
          ceiling, listens.
                         
          INT. HALL - DAY
                         
          Ross's man has finished setting the charges. He looks at
          Ross. The rest of the team fingers their weapons.
                         
          INT. BATHROOM - DAY
                         
          Cat waits, looking up.
                         
          INT. HALL - DAY
                         
          An FBI agent knocks on the door of the apartment she has
          just entered.
                         
          INT. HALL - DAY
                         
          Ross give the go ahead nod. The SWAT hits his detonator.
          At the same moment that his charges explode...
                         
          INT. BATHROOM - DAY
                         
          Cat hits hers...
                         
          BOOM!
                         
          INT. HALL - DAY
                         
          Cat's door blows open, the SWAT flood in.
                         
          INT. BATHROOM - DAY
                         
          A perfect rectangle is blown in the wall, revealing utility
          pipes.
                         
          INT. CAT'S APARTMENT - DAY
                         
          Ross and his crew swarm all over the place. Find the
          shower, empty.
           95.
                         
          INT. BATHROOM - DAY
                         
          Cat has attached the hooks from the harness to the pipes.
                         
          INT. CAT'S APARTMENT - DAY
                         
          Ross barks into his walkie talkie.
                         
                          ROSS
           She's not here. Lock the building
           down!
                         
          INT. BATHROOM - DAY
                         
          Cat lets go. And drops.
                         
          TRACK CAT AS SHE SLIDES AT A FANTASTIC SPEED DOWN THE
                         UTILITY POLES
                         
          INT. CAT'S APARTMENT - DAY
                         
          Ross is looking at the bank of security monitors in Cat's
          cabinet, sees all his men, all over the place, inside the
          building, outside.
                         
                          ROSS
           Where the hell did she go?
                         
          INT. SHAFT - DAY
                         
          Cat lands on the floor, next to door. She unhooks herself
          from the pipes, and pushes out the door. Enters through
          to the...
                         
          INT. GARAGE - DAY
                         
          Cat looks around, listens, and then begins to make her way
          across the garage, using the parked cars as cover from the
          security cameras.
                         
          INT. BUILDING - DAY
                         
          Ross leads his men as they scour the building.
                         
                          ROSS
           No one in or out! Lock this place
           down! Anyone?
                         
          EXT. BUILDING - DAY
                         
                          AGENT 1
           Nothing here.
                         
          INT. HALL - DAY
                         
                          AGENT 2
           Nothing here.
           96.
                         
          INT. GARAGE - DAY
                         
          Cat reaches an open space where cars just cannot shield
          her. There are two security cameras covering it. Cat
          draws one of her silencers and shoots the lens out of one
          camera.
                         
          INT. SECURITY OFFICE - DAY
                         
          An agent is standing next to the building security guard,
          when one camera goes out.
                         
           ROSS V.O.
           Anything?
                         
                          AGENT 1
           Nothing...wait...one security camera
           down.
                         
          INT. ELEVATOR - DAY
                         
          Ross pauses.
                         
          INT. GARAGE - DAY
                         
          Cat shoots the second camera. Heads across the open space,
          quickly.
                         
          INT. SECURITY OFFICE - DAY
                         
                          AGENT 1
           The second one is down.
                         
                          ROSS
           Where?
                         
                          AGENT 1
           The garage!
                         
                          ROSS
           (into walkie talkie)
           All units! Converge on the garage.
           Cover every exit!
                         
          INT. GARAGE - DAY
                         
          Cat has reaches a vent, which she removes, having loosened
          the screws before.
                         
          INT. GARAGE - DAY
                         
          The SWAT and Ross's team flood the garage. Vehicles
          screeching in, men running in full body armor, guns ready.
                         
          CLOSE ON THE VENT GRATE
                         
          Cat is just climbing into the space behind it.
                         
          PULL BACK TO The SWAT ALL OVER THE PLACE
           97.
                         
          CLOSE ON CAT PULLING THE GRATE CLOSED
                         
          PULL BACK TO THE SWAT PASSING BY LOOKING EVERYWHERE.
                         
                          ROSS
                          (FRUSTRATED)
           Look under every car. In every
           trunk!!!
                         
          INT. SUBWAY TUNNEL - DAY
                         
          Cat hurries along a tunnel, comes to a utility door, and
          enters.
                         
          INT. UTILITY CHANGING ROOM - DAY
                         
          Cat enters a room full of lockers. She starts opening
          them until she finds what she is looking for. A maintenance
          uniform.
                         
          INT. SUBWAY TUNNEL - DAY
                         
          Cat walks along in coveralls, boots and a hard hat, passing
          several crews of workers welding, hammering, doing repairs.
          She disappears into the gloaming.
                         
          FADE TO BLACK
                         
          EXT. EMILIO'S STREET - EARLY MORNING
                         
          A normal day. Kids playing ball. Trashmen picking up
          trash.
                         
          ANGLE ON THE REAR OF EMILIO'S HOUSE
                         
          Cat enters the house.
                         
          INT. EMILIO'S HOUSE - MORNING
                         
          Cat walks through the house like it could be a trap, a
          silencer in her hand. Her senses are keening, she is that
          alert. And then she finds the first body.
                         
          Mama. Dead. A bullet in her head.
                         
          Cat has all she can do to keep it together. Then she finds
          Pepe, a bullet in his head. It is almost too much for her
          to bear.
                         
          And then she finds Emilio, tied to a chair, tortured. To
          death. This IS too much for her to bear.
                         
          Cat cuts Emilio's beaten and bloodied body loose, and gently
          takes HIM in her arms. And begins to cry.
                         
                          CAT
           I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry
           98.
                         
          INT. FBI OFFICE - DAY
                         
          An operator answers.
                         
                          OPERATOR
           Federal Bureau of Investigation.
           How may I direct your call?
                         
          EXT. STREET - DAY
                         
          Cat is on a pay phone.
                         
                          CAT
           I'd like to speak to the agent in
           charge of the TAG killings.
                         
          INT. ROSS'S OFFICE - DAY
                         
          Ross is pinning up the pictures of Cat on his board. His
          phone rings.
                         
                          ROSS
           Agent Ross. Hello? Hello?
                         
          EXT. STREET - DAY
                         
          Cat hangs up the phone.
                         
          EXT. FBI BUILDING - EVENING
                         
          The building is emptying out. In the lobby, Ross passes a
          floor cleaner and a lone security guard.
                         
          INT. MARKET - EVENING
                         
          Ross picks up a prepackaged meal.
                         
          EXT. ROSS'S APARTMENT - EVENING
                         
          Ross enters his building.
                         
          INT. ROSS'S APARTMENT - EVENING
                         
          Ross enters, turns on the lights, revealing an apartment
          as austere as Cat's. Heads for the small kitchen, where
          he is about to put his precooked meal in the microwave.
          When he feels a gun in the back of his neck.
                         
                          CAT
           This won't take long. Hands up.
                         
          Ross raises his hands. Cat reaches around, removes his
          gun.
                         
                          CAT
           Turn around.
                         
          Ross faces her.
           99.
                         
                          CAT
           Sit.
                         
          She motions him into the chair behind him.
                         
                          ROSS
           Just so you know, all this? Being
           so smart? Covering all your bases?
           It's not going to matter. It's
           already over. The whole place is
           wired with web cams.
                         
          His moment of triumph is short lived. Cat reaches on the
          side of the counter. Holds up six web cams, wires ripped
          out.
                         
                          CAT
           You mean these?
                         
          Tosses the ripped out cams onto the table.
                         
                          CAT
           Talking about covering all your
           bases. Your chair is pressure
           wired. You move your ass one inch
           you don't have one anymore.
                         
          Ross looks under the chair. Sure enough, there are several
          wires leading out of the bottom of the chair. He looks
          further to the where the wires attach to a small charge.
          She puts her gun down on the table.
                         
                          CAT
           I know what you're thinking. Maybe
           yes a bluff, maybe no. But you
           have to figure yes, given what you
           know about me.
                         
          Ross does not move.
                         
                          CAT
           This wasn't what I had in mind for
           myself when I was a kid. I wanted
           to be on the other side of things.
           Like you.
                         
                          ROSS
           So what happened?
                         
                          CAT
           He did.
                         
          She takes out an old picture of Don Luis, lifted from the
          internet. She takes out the picture of her parents and
          her as an eight year old.
                         
                          CAT
           This is the last time I was happy.
                          (MORE)
           100.
                         
                          CAT (CONT'D)
           The next day they were dead. He
           killed them.
                         
                          ROSS
           And all this? All these
           clues...they weren't for us. They
           were for him.
                         
                          CAT
           I didn't know how else to find
           him.
                         
                          ROSS
           And you figured sooner or later we
           would make this public.
                         
                          CAT
           It took you a long time.
                         
                          ROSS
           You're very patient.
                         
                          CAT
           What else do I have to be? I have
           no one. I did. Until this morning.
           I had them.
                         
          She takes out pictures of dead Mama, dead Emilio, dead
          Pepe.
                         
                          ROSS
           You sent him a message. He sent
           you one back.
                         
                          CAT
           And now I want to finish it.
                         
                          ROSS
           I can't help you.
                         
                          CAT
           Yes you can. He's protected by
           your government.
                         
                          ROSS
           By a part of the government I have
           no way of reaching. It's CIA. I
           don't know why. But there's no
           getting through it, under it, around
           it, believe me, I've tried.
                         
                          CAT
           You're going to have to try harder.
                         
          She takes a photo album out, opens it.
           101.
                         
                          CAT
           I found this on your table inside.
           Your family, right?
                         
          Begins to flip pages.
                         
                          CAT
           Brothers, sisters, nieces, nephews.
           Mother, father. Nice.
                         
          Ross knows what is coming.
                         
                          CAT
           I know this sounds harsh. But
           until I get what I want, you'll go
           to a funeral a week. And you will
           begin to feel what I have felt all
           these years.
                         
          She places the photo album in his lap. Puts his food in
          the microwave, starts it. Goes to exit.
                         
                          ROSS
           Wait...
                         
          She stops.
                         
                          ROSS
           What about...?
                         
          He points to the chair.
                         
                          CAT
           When your dinner's ready, the timer
           on it will have expired. Then you
           can get to work.
                         
          And she is gone. Ross watches the timer on the microwave.
          When it beeps, he sits a moment longer. Hesitates to get
          up. Little by little, he moves himself off the chair,
          tentative. Afraid that any moment, BOOM! Until he makes
          the final move, stands just enough to clear the seat,
          waiting for the worst to happen. And when it doesn't, he
          breathes a sigh of relief.
                         
          EXT. CIA OFFICE - DAY
                         
          A non descript building.
                         
          INT. RICHARD'S OFFICE - DAY
                         
          Facing a large picture window...
                         
                          RICHARD
           You understand, I only agreed to
           this meeting out of professional
           courtesy.
                          (MORE)
           102.
                         
                          RICHARD (CONT'D)
           The President wanting us to reach
           out to you folks on the domestic
           side, and all that pie in the sky
           crap.
                          (BEAT)
           The truth is, I really can't help
           you at all.
                         
                          ROSS
           Can't or won't.
                         
                          RICHARD
           Same thing really.
                         
                          ROSS
           Look, let's put all our cards on
           the table here. I've met this
           woman. The killer.
                         
                          RICHARD
                          (SKEPTICAL)
           Really? Where?
                         
                          ROSS
           My apartment. She trapped me.
           She told me if I did not get her
           this man.
                         
          He puts Luis's picture on the desk.
                         
                          ROSS
           She will kill a member of my family
           every day until I have none.
                         
          Richard pauses. Then he begins to laugh.
                         
                          RICHARD
           You're kidding me?
                         
                          ROSS
           Do I look like I could make
           something like that up?
                         
          Richard says nothing.
                         
                          ROSS
           So? What should I do now?
                         
                          RICHARD
           I'd go to the police. Now if you'll
           excuse me, I have a meeting...
                         
          He goes to rise, when Ross's phone rings. He answers.
                         
                          ROSS
           Ross.
                          (BEAT)
           It's her.
           103.
                         
          Richard sits back down.
                         
                          ROSS (CONT'D)
           She says you either give her what
           she wants or she is going to
           redecorate your office.
                         
          Ross points to Richard's chest where a red laser beam holds
          on his heart.
                         
                          ROSS
           Bright red.
                         
                          RICHARD
           What does she think this is?
           Amateur hour? Tell her that glass
           is tempered to resist a direct hit
           by a fifty seven millimeter
           ordinance.
                         
          All of the sudden, a bullet shatters the window; destroying
          a picture of Richard standing with the President hanging
          on the wall just behind his head. The red dot is back on
          Richard in a heartbeat.
                         
                          ROSS
           She says she's using seven point
           six two steel jacketed armor
           piercing shells. And you have ten
           seconds to give her the address.
                         
          Richard starts to come unglued.
                         
                          RICHARD
           How can I be sure once she has the
           address she won't kill me anyway?
                         
                          ROSS
           You can't. But I can assure you
           that if you don't give her the
           address you will be number twenty
           four on her hit parade. Trust me
           on this one.
                         
          After an interminable moment...
                         
                          RICHARD
           Eight seven six Magnolia Terrace...
           New Orleans.
                         
          There is a long pause on the other end of the phone.
                         
                          ROSS
           She asked you to keep this
           conversation strictly confidential.
                         
                          RICHARD
                          (SWEATING)
           With pleasure.
           104.
                         
          A moment later, the red dot disappears from Richard's chest.
          Richard breathes out. Ross reaches out, shakes richard's
          limp hand.
                         
                          ROSS
           Thank you. Because honestly I
           didn't know how I was going to
           explain you splattered all over
           your walls.
                         
          Ross exits. Richard looks at the shattered picture. The
          President's head is intact. The bullet has ripped Richard's
          face clean off.
                         
          CLOSE ON A BIG STEEL DOOR OPENING REVEALING An ARMORY OF
          WEAPONS FROM PISTOLS TO RPG's.
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. PEPE'S WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
                         
          Cat loads weapons and ammo into Pepe's big red truck. The
          last thing she takes: a LAWS rocket launcher. The dogs
          sit there, watching her.
                         
                          CAT
           You guys ever been to New Orleans?
                         
          Off the dog's puzzled faces...
                         
          SMASH!!!!!
                         
          The red truck smashes through the doors of Pepe's warehouse.
                         
          EXT. PEPE'S WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
                         
          The truck heads off down the road, disappearing into the
          night.
                         
                         FADE TO
                         
          INT. TRUCK - NIGHT
                         
          Cat drives through the night, just watching the road. The
          dogs sit behind her, also watching the road. She passes a
          sign: NEW ORLEANS 500 MILES.
                         
          EXT. SMITH ARCHITECTURAL OFFICE - MORNING
                         
          SMITH, a courtly old architect, opens his door and enters
          his building.
                         
          INT. SMITH ARCHITECTURAL OFFICE - MORNING
                         
          Smith enters to find...
                         
                          CAT
           Good morning.
           105.
                         
          Sitting, with two cups of coffee, and pastries.
                         
                          CAT
           I didn't know if you took sugar
           and cream, so I got one of each.
                         
                          SMITH
           Who are you?
                         
                          CAT
           You designed the house at eight
           seven six Magnolia.
                         
                          SMITH
           You either leave immediately young
           lady or I am going to call the
           police.
                         
           Cat pulls a gun.
                         
                          CAT
           I would love to see the plans of
           this house.
                         
          CLOSE ON A SIMPLE FLOOR PLAN OF A HOUSE
                         
                          MARCO
           You will take up positions here...
                         
          PULL BACK TO
                         
          INT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          As Don Luis sips a cognac, staring out the big bay window
          onto the wide street beyond the garden.
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          The house sits prominent in the middle of a quiet
          neighborhood.
                         
          INT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          Marco points to the floor plan, explaining to the dozen
          thugs gathered with their weapons...
                         
                          MARCO
           And here. And here. You must
           expect the unexpected. She is
           like mist under a door, like a
           mouse in the wall. She will never
           attack straight on. You will not
           see her, until it is too late.
           She is that invisible.
                         
          ON DON LUIS as he sips his cognac. He sees a big red truck
          approaching in the distance up the road. As he watches,
          squinting, curious, the truck does an abrupt U turn. Marco
          drones on in the background...
           106.
                         
                          MARCO
           We would prefer she be taken alive.
           But with a bitch like this, if you
           get a kill shot you take it.
                         
          ...Don Luis watches, as a woman gets out of the truck. He
          cannot make out who it is, what with the fog and his
          vision...
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Marco?
                         
          He sees the woman open the rear door of the truck, and
          pull something out. He takes his glasses out of his pocket,
          puts them on. Just in time to see...
                         
          CAT SHOULDERING A LAWS SHOULDER ROCKET!!!
                         
                          DON LUIS
           MARCO!
                         
          Marco turns.
                         
          ANGLE ON CAT FIRING THE ROCKET
                         
          ANGLE ON MARCO DON LUIS AND THE THUGS
                         
          Seeing the rocket heading right for the salon. They all
          leap out of the way, just as the rocket comes crashing
          through the bay window. And blows the salon to smithereens.
          Cat reenters the truck, drives off fast.
                         
          As the debris falls, and the dust and smoke rises, Marco
          helps Don Luis up. He is a little stunned. Through the
          gaping hole where the bay window was, they see the red
          truck driving off.
                         
                          MARCO
           You four! Get the armored Mercedes!
           We have to get Don Luis out of
           here!
                         
          The four run off.
                         
                          MARCO
           Don Luis! This way! Everyone to
           their positions!
                         
          As they all run out...
                         
          INT. GARAGE - DAY
                         
          The four thugs run into the garage, where there are several
          cars. And a big armored van.
                         
                          THUG
           OK! Everyone in!
                         
          But just as they open the doors to the big Mercedes...
           107.
                         
          THE RED TRUCK COMES RAMMING THROUGH, TAKES OUT THE WHOLE
          WALL OF THE GARAGE! DESTROYS THE MERCEDES.
                         
          Cat leaps out of the truck, and before the four startled
          thugs know what has hit them, she puts three of them down
          with shots to the heart.
                         
          The fourth runs out the back.
                         
          EXT. GROUNDS - DAY
                         
          The fourth thug runs for all he is worth, bleeding from
          his forehead, panicked.
                         
          ANGLE ON CAT
                         
          Calmly exiting the garage, she removes a set of throwing
          knives from a belt around her waist, taking a long minute
          to gauge the distance. When he has almost reached the
          safety of the house...
                         
          ON THE THUG RUNNING
                         
          ON CAT FLINGING THE KNIVES
                         
          TRACK WITH THE KNIVES AND THEN...
                         
          ON THE THUG
                         
          He drops like dead lead, the two knives embedded in his
          back.
                         
          ANGLE ON MARCO WITH DON LUIS
                         
          Inside the house, seeing Cat through a window.
                         
          ANGLE ON CAT
                         
          Looking back at him. Pointing a finger at him. Before
          she disappears in to the drifting mists.
                         
                         ANGLE ON
                         
                          MARCO
           Don Luis! You hide here.
                         
          He opens a secret door in the wall, revealing a small space.
          Barely big enough for a man.
                         
                          MARCO
           Wait for my call. Either she is
           dead, or we have her far enough
           away so you can make it to the
           garage. Take the van. The armor
           is so thick nothing short of an
           atomic bomb can penetrate it.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Marco. Thank you.
           108.
                         
                          MARCO
                          (TOUCHED)
           That's the first time you ever
           said that.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Said what?
                         
                          MARCO
           Thank you.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Don't get used to it.
                         
          Don Luis shuts the door. Off the door slamming...
                         
          Another door opens, but this one is...
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          On the side of the mansion, and leads into the foundation.
          Cat crawls in and pulls the door shut.
                         
          INT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          Marco and the men are walking through the mansion, guns at
          the ready, when they come to a long stretch of hallway.
          Marco signals them to stop. He listens carefully. Signals
          for one of the men to move down the hall.
                         
          As Marco and the other men wait, the first thug makes his
          way down the hall, looking left and right, opening doors...
                         
          ANGLE ON UNDER THE FLOOR FROM THE CAMERA'S POV
                         
          As the man walks along above, the floor creaks, dust drops
          down in a fine cloud. As the man progresses, and the dust
          gets closer and closer...
                         
          ANGLE ON THE THUG ABOVE
                         
          Turns to Marco to signal everything is OK. Just as he
          signals he is riddled from below with dozens of bullets.
          The man dances like a puppet on a string, before falling
          to the floor, dead. Marco takes a grenade out, flings it.
                         
                          MARCO
           Down!
                         
          Marco and the thugs dive for cover.
                         
          BAARROOM!
                         
          The grenade blows a big hole in the floor. As soon as the
          smoke and the debris stop falling...
                         
                          MARCO
           Go!
           109.
                         
          The thugs hesitate. Marco points his gun at them.
                         
                          MARCO
           Now!
                         
          Hesitant, the thugs approach the hole. Pointing their
          weapons, they unload a barrage of bullets. Then stop.
          Nothing moves. One of them peers over the side.
                         
          BANG!
                         
          A single shot pieces his eye.
                         
                          MARCO
           Outside!
                         
          The thugs and Marco run...
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          The thugs set up two big ass 50 caliber machine guns at
          the two openings in the foundation.
                         
                          MARCO
           Kill her!
                         
          The thugs manning the guns let loose, blasting away. Smoke
          and flashes from the muzzles mingle with the fog.
                         
          INT. CLOSET - DAY
                         
          Don Luis hears the firing, which thunders through his
          closet.
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          The thugs fire until their ammo is spent. As the sound
          dies away, silence reigns.
                         
          INT. CLOSET - DAY
                         
          Don Luis hears the silence. He speed dials on his phone.
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          Marco's phone rings.
                         
                          MARCO
                          (WHISPERS)
           Checking.
                         
          He motions for one of his men to look into the dark hope.
          Hesitant the man peeks around the side. Nothing happens.
                         
                          MARCO
                          (WHISPERS)
           I think we got her.
           110.
                         
          INT. CLOSET - DAY
                         
          Don Luis lets out a sigh of relief.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Did you see the body?
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          Marco urges his man to look deeper, expose himself more,
          to look in the hole. Marco watches as the man does so,
          very cautiously. Still no movement. He moves full body
          into the opening to peer in.
                         
          BANG! BANG! BANG!
                         
          Is blown back by three fast shots.
                         
          INT. CLOSET - DAY
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Marco??
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
                          MARCO
                          (INTO PHONE)
           Stay where you are!
                         
          And then he starts screaming into the hole, careful to
          stand just off to the side.
                         
                          MARCO
           You know what bitch? I loved
           killing your father. He was a
           coward! And you know what else?
           I screwed your mother behind your
           father's back! We all did! She
           couldn't get enough of it! The
           whore! I killed her! I killed
           him! You want to avenge them?
           The whore and the coward? That's
           what you come from! Come out!
           I'm here! Come get the bullet
           with your name on it, Bitch!
                         
          Silence. And then, a whistle from above. Marco looks up
          to see Cat, standing on a second floor balcony with two
          pistols.
                         
                          MARCO
           Kill her!
                         
          Marco starts to fire, his men raise their guns. Too late.
          In the blink of an eye, with bullets flying wildly all
          around her, Cat blows five of the seven thugs surrounding
          Marco away. Marco and the remaining two thugs run toward
          the guest house. Out of the range of her guns.
           111.
                         
          INT. CLOSET - DAY
                         
          Don Luis is panicking. Yelling into the phone.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Marco! Marco!
                         
          INT. GUEST HOUSE - DAY
                         
          Marco and the two thugs run into the small house.
                         
                          MARCO
           You two here! That door opens...
                         
          He points to the door they just came through.
                         
                          MARCO
           ...kill anything that comes through.
                         
          Marco runs into the bedroom.
                         
          INT. BEDROOM - DAY
                         
          Marco runs to the curtained windows, rips the curtains
          back, hoping to escape. And finds that the windows have
          metal hurricane shutters on them. With locks. Marco pulls
          out a set of keys, frantically tries fitting the keys to
          the locks. None of them work.
                         
                          MARCO
           Shit!
                         
          He runs for the door again. Just as he has his hand on
          the knob, two shots ring out.
                         
                          MARCO
           Giorgio?
                         
          Nothing.
                         
                          MARCO
           Tonino?
                         
          No answer. He checks his gun, realizes he is out of ammo.
          He knows his time has come. He drops is gun, backs away
          from the door. Backs right up to the bed, and sits down.
          His phone rings.
                         
          INT. CLOSET - DAY
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Marco! What the hell's going on???
                         
          INT. BEDROOM - DAY
                         
          Marco just stares at the door.
                         
                          MARCO
           Hold on.
           112.
                         
          There is a small sound outside the door.
                         
                          MARCO
           I will hold here! Run! Run!
                         
          The door shatters as Cat kicks her way in. Marco pulls
          his trigger. Click! Click! Click! Marco is frozen.
          Just stares at Cat. Waiting for what is going to come.
                         
                          MARCO
           Do it! Do it you bitch! Isn't
           this the moment you've been waiting
           for?
                         
                          CAT
           Yes, it is.
                         
          She empties her gun into him.
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          Gripped by fear, Don Luis runs for all he is worth across
          the fog shrouded garden until he reaches the garage. He
          yanks open the door, runs inside.
                         
          INT. GARAGE - DAY
                         
          Don Luis runs around Pepe's red truck and the crumbled
          Mercedes, jumps in the armored van.
                         
          INT. ARMORED VAN - DAY
                         
          Don Luis fumbles with the keys, grinds the ignition in his
          desperation. The engine turns over. Don Luis slams the
          transmission into gear, but bangs into the crumbled Mercedes
          blocking his way. He slams the gearshift into reverse,
          bashes into the wall behind him, and then jerks the gear
          shift into drive, ramming the Mercedes with a little more
          room. Back and forth back and forth, Don Luis rams at the
          Mercedes until he has made enough room to turn the van,
          bang past the Mercedes, and smash his way out of the garage.
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          The van comes roaring out of the garage, tearing up the
          gardens, jumping on the driveway and speeding off to the
          main road.
                         
          Cat comes running from the opposite direction, two guns
          blazing.
                         
          INT. ARMORED VAN - DAY
                         
          As bullets ping off the van, Don Luis regains some of his
          confidence. A small smile breaks across his face as he
          looks in his rear view mirror and sees Cat running and
          firing, losing ground.
           113.
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          Cat reaches the end of the driveway, fires her last shots,
          runs out of bullets. Stands watching the van head off
          down the road.
                         
          INT. ARMORED VAN - DAY
                         
          Don Luis watches her run out of ammo, standing in the road
          receding.
                         
                          DON LUIS
                          (LAUGHING MADLY)
           I beat you bitch! You can't kill
           me! I am unkillable!
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          Cat stands in the road, watching the van. She takes out
          Marco's cellphone.
                         
          CLOSE ON THE SCREEN
                         
          Cat scrolls the phone book. She highlights VAN. Presses
          SEND.
                         
          INT. ARMORED VAN - DAY
                         
          Don Luis is at a red light, so pleased with himself.
          Humming a tune. When the van phone rings. Surprised, he
          looks at the call coming in. MARCO. He presses the
          speaker.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           Marco?
                         
                          CAT
           It's Cataleya.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           I don't understand you. You should
           have been dead a long time ago.
           You got lucky. You escaped. You
           were given a second chance at a
           life. Why did you not take it?
           Why did you involve yourself with
           this insanity?
                         
                          CAT
           For something you can never
           understand. The love I had for my
           parents. And you killed that.
                         
                          DON LUIS
           And because of that, you have ruined
           your whole life to try to kill me?
           You stupid bitch. Don't you get
           it? Someone like me?
                          (MORE)
           114.
                         
           DON LUIS (CONT'D)
           I cannot be killed. I do the
           killing. Not the other way around.
           And now it is your turn to be
           hunted. You will never find me.
           But as day follows night, believe
           me, I will find you. And I will
           kill you. And you know why?
           Because I will never be where you
           can kill me. I will never be where
           you want me to be.
                         
                          CAT
           Actually Don Luis...you are exactly
           where I want you to be.
                         
          Don Luis doesn't get it. And then he hears a low growling
          behind him. He turns a little, sees sitting there in the
          dark recesses of the van, two enormous dogs. Pepe's dogs.
          His eyes register confusion, then apprehension...
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          Cat hears the growl over the phone. A small smile breaks
          across her face. And then se speaks into the phone one
          last time. One word.
                         
                          CAT
           EAT!
                         
          EXT. ARMORED VAN - DAY
                         
          Over the sounds of the dogs tearing Don Luis to pieces and
          his horrible screams, the van shakes as if it were caught
          in an earthquake.
                         
          EXT. DON LUIS'S MANSION - DAY
                         
          Cat's shoulders sag, relax. Her face is peaceful as it
          has never been before. She looks at Marco's phone.
          Thinking.
                         
           ROSS V.O.
           I want you to think hard...
                         
          INT. ROSS'S OFFICE - SUNSET
                         
          Danny sits opposite Ross.
                         
                          ROSS
           Was there anything else?
                         
                          DANNY
           I already told you everything.
           She would come over, we'd have
           amazing sex, and she would leave.
           It's really late, and I'm really
           tired, if you're not going to arrest
           me...
           115.
                         
                          ROSS
           We don't really have anything to
           charge you with.
                         
                          DANNY
           Then can I go?
                         
                          ROSS
           Just a few more questions.
                         
                          DANNY
           Can I have a cup of coffee?
                         
                          ROSS
           Sure.
                         
          Ross gets up and leaves the room. Danny is feeling really
          shitty. He takes his phone out of his pocket, looks at
          Cat's picture. And then it rings.
                         
                          DANNY
           Hello?
                         
          INTERCUT BETWEEN...
                         
           CAT V.O.
           Hello Danny.
                         
                          DANNY
                          (STUNNED)
           Jen...I...uh...I'm so sorry. I
           didn't mean...are you OK?
                         
           CAT V.O.
           I'm fine.
                         
          She says it without the slightest bit of sarcasm.
                         
           CAT V.O.
           Where are you?
                         
                          DANNY
           FBI headquarters. I didn't tell
           them anything...besides...
                         
           CAT V.O.
           That I would come over and we would
           have amazing sex. Your phone is
           tapped, you know that?
                         
                          DANNY
           I know.
                         
           CAT V.O.
           You have forty seconds before they
           pick up on this. Gives you the
           time for three questions.
           116.
                         
                          DANNY
           OK...What's your real name?
                         
           CAT V.O.
           ...Cataleya.
                         
          Danny looks at the orchid on Ross's desk. Sees the name
          tag. Smiles.
                         
                          DANNY
           Like the flower.
                         
          Now Cat smiles. How did he know that?
                         
           CAT V.O.
           Twenty seconds.
                         
                          DANNY
           Will I ever see you again?
                         
                          CAT
           I know where to find you.
                         
          EXT. COFFEE MACHINE - SUNSET
                         
          Ross is drawing coffee.
                         
                          AGENT 1
           Ross. We're picking something up
           off that kid's phone.
                         
          Ross drops the coffee, hurries back to the office.
                         
          INT. ROSS'S OFFICE - SUNSET
                         
                          DANNY
           If there is ever a chance. I want
           you to know...I could love you.
           If you let me.
                         
           CAT V.O.
           Last question.
                         
                          DANNY
           ...I love you.
                         
          Cat holds on that one for a moment...then the beeping of a
          phone connection cut...Danny closes his eyes. Ross bursts
          into the office. Grabs the phone from his hands.
                         
                          ROSS
           Cataleya? Cataleya!
                         
          EXT. COUNTRY BUS STOP - SUNSET
                         
          Cat, in jeans, t-shirt, a baseball cap with her pony tail
          sticking out the back, exits a phone booth, She boards a
          waiting bus. The doors close. The bus drives off down an
          endless road.
           117.
                         
                         THE END