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1、 FIRST BLOOD II: THE MISSION byJames Cameron December 22, 1983FADE IN:TITLE SEQUENCEEXT. V.A. HOSPITAL - DAYA drab GREEN SEDAN with U.S. ARMY printed on the doorstops at the steps of a fortress-like colonial-stylebuilding.Iron bars cover the windows.The lawn sprinklers snap mindlessly to themselves.
2、A CRT-style printout appears at the bottom of FRAME:D-MINUS 117 HRSFAYETTEVILLE, NORTH CAROLINAANGLE ON SEDANas the doors open and TWO POWERFUL MPs, one of whom wasdriving, emerge. The other opens the rear door forCOLONEL SAMUEL TRAUTMAN who stands, eyeing the imposingfacade of the hospital.Trautman
3、 is in his early fifties and wears the mantle ofcommand sternly but without arrogance.He takes the stairs with purposeful strides, the MPsfalling in behind him.HOLD ON THE SIGN above the main door as they go inside:VETERANS ADMINISTRATION HOSPITALINT. HOSPITALA gray metal door bearing the sign NEURO
4、PSYCHIATRIC WINGbangs open and a massive ORDERLY in white passes through.He is followed by the two MPs, Trautman, and a SHORTDOCTOR who hustles to keep up with the others.LOW ANGLE DOLLY PRECEDING the entourage as they strideforward.The MPs are grim-faced and walk in step.Trautman and a doctor SINGL
5、ETERRY silently walk throughthe corridor.They pass the open day-room where somnambulistic patientssit like statuary watching The Young and the Restless orwatching the wallpaper fade.Bleak light from an overcast day filters through thebarred window.The vets seem older than their years and although so
6、meshow the physical scars of combat, there is no doubt thatthe greatest trauma for these men is behind the eyes.As they pass the open doors of the rooms of the chronicward, haunted eyes turn toward them.As they approach the nurses station for the chronicward the orderly nods.The HEAD NURSE turns to
7、her console.INSERT - AS NURSES HANDhits a button on the console.TIGHT ON SECURITY DOORas a solenoid-operated bolt snaps back with a loud BUZZCLACK.The orderlys good hand shoves the door open.INT. VIOLENT WARDThe entourage enters a long narrow corridor lined withlocked doors.POV DOLLYING ALONG CORRID
8、OROccasionally faces appear at the safety-glass windows setin the doors. Men whose souls have fled.Their eyes track us as we move past.An emaciated MAN in an untied hospital smock and bare feetstands as if lost in the center of the corridor.REVERSE ON GROUPDOLLYING as they detour around the man, who
9、se clawlikehand catches at Trautmans tunic.A hoarse, demented SHOUTING issues from one of the doors,a desperate WAILING from another.INT. STAIRWELLCLOSE ON DOOR LATCH as keys RATTLE and the door opens.WIDER as the group enters a dark service stairwell. Thesingle fluorescent light flickers stroboscop
10、ically, apulsing twilight.LEWISShit. Maintenance never gets downhere.They descend two flights to a door of steel bars on asliding track.The MPs flank Lewis as he unlocks the door.SINGLETERRYSo what am I supposed to do? Canttransfer him to Leavenworth. Hescivilian. So I put him in anisolation cell th
11、at hasnt been usedsince the Spanish Inquisition.TIGHT ON BARRED DOORrolling aside on metal tracks. CLANG.INT. CORRIDORThis area of the hospitals basement has been used forlittle but storage in recent years.Stacks of obsolete equipment gathers dust, leaving only anarrow walkspace.The steel doors of t
12、he isolation cells yawn open, exceptfor the last one.TRAUTMANMaybe you should have tried cuttinghim some slack.Lewis opens a cabinet near the single locked cell andremoves a SMALL RIFLE. He feeds a SYRINGE-LIKE SHELL intothe single-shot bolt action.TRAUTMAN(continuing)Whats that?SINGLETERRYTranquili
13、zer syrette gun. Borrowedit from the Animal ControlDepartment.Trautman pushes the barrel aside with a contemptuous snortand steps up to the cell door.TRAUTMANGimme a break.(nods toward door)Open it.The two MPs flank the door. One pulls on the latchinglever. Bolts slide. The door swings open, reveali
14、ngblackness.LEWIS(muttering)Thinks hes the fucking Prince ofDarkness.One MP tries the switch beside the cell, flicking itseveral times. Nothing.He glances apprehensively at the other MP and they stepinto the dark cell.INT. CELLTIGHT ON A HAND, dimly outlined, as it twists a light bulba half-turn in its socket.In the sudden light the MPs face an imposing figure.JOHN RAMBO, wearing only a pair of filthy jeans, standsready before them. The single light bulb on the lowceiling sends glistening highlights over his taught
