by: Anson Fehross | January 18, 2003
FADE TO:
INT. THE AGENCY- DAY
McInnery stands, with a bullet proof vest covering the top half of his suit, handing out weapons to various employees. A SWAT team rushes by him, brushing his shoulder.
MCINNERY
Move to sector twelve and await instructions.
The point man of the team nods and they dash down the hall. The Agent walks up to McInnery and holds out his hand.
MCINNERY
You got a weapon of choice?
AGENT
A Python, if you have it.
MCINNERY
We have everything, Agent, but a revolver won't help you much against these miscreants, unless the hand of God himself steadies your aim. Until then, you'll take this.
He hands over a M16.
MCINNERY
Aim for the trunk of their bodies unless you have a clear view for a headshot.
AGENT
Sir...
The Agent moves off, his bravado ebbed from being proffered the cumbersome rifle. The Controller moves up.
MCINNERY
Well?
CONTROLLER
I don't really know how to-
MCINNERY
Okay.
He hands him a pair of uzis.
MCINNERY
They've been modified to fire full-auto, so just aim towards your target and spray. Just make sure you watch your ammo.
He slams the door to the armory shut.
MCINNERY
Move to your positions and keep alert! We've got a long night ahead of us.
He lifts up a Colt Commando rifle into his hands. He moves out of view.
FADE TO:
INT. THE HITMAN'S HOTEL ROOM- AFTERNOON
Nexus sits at the Hitman's laptop, typing away, the desk littered with candy wrappers and empty mini-bar bottles.
The door opens and the Hitman enters.
NEXUS
Yo.
The Hitman nods his greeting and shuts the door. He tosses the duffel bag on the bed. Nexus turns from the laptop.
NEXUS
Hey, that's my bed.
He reaches back and tries to lift it but fails.
NEXUS
What the hell is in there?
HITMAN
Tools.
He opens the bag and starts removing the weapons.
NEXUS
Whoa... you got some heavy shit in there.
The Hitman takes out a desert eagle and slides a clip in, working the action smoothly. He starts to speak while he moves through his stockpile of weapons.
