BigK
February 22nd, 2008, 03:02 PM
What can I say? I'm a fan.
==Syphon Filter==
Chapter One: Dirty Business
EXT. GUATAMALAN JUNGLE - PLANTATION - EVENING
The plantation is an old concrete REFINERY surrounded by razor wire fences, within the jungle, vast with exotic wildlife. Agent ELLIS, youthful, wears woodland camo fatigues, sits on his knees with his hands tied behind his back, bleeding from the mouth.
Two SOLDIERS wearing woodland camo stand over Ellis. One punches Ellis in the face, dropping Ellis to his face in dirt. The second soldier grabs Ellis by the vest and pulls him back up while the first soldier raises his arm up for another punch.
MAN (O.S)
Enough.
The soldier stops and steps aside as a MAN and WOMAN approach Ellis. The woman, MARA ARAMOV, (30) Russian, wears a black tank top and woodland camo pants, carries a MAKAROV. She approaches Ellis from behind and points the gun to the back of his head.
The man, ERICH RHOEMER, (35) black, wears woodland camo with a green kevlar vest and red beret, stands over Ellis smirking as he cups his hands together.
RHOEMER
Ellis, what did you think the outcome of your actions
would be? That we wouldn't discover what you really
were? That...the agency would come in time to kill me
and shut down my operations here?
ELLIS
(groggy)
Something like that.
Rhoemer tilts his head back and chuckles.
RHOEMER
Ohh dear young Ellis, you've never ceased to
amuse me. What's even better is that you honestly
believed you had a chance in stopping me. But here's
the thing...
Rhoemer leans toward Ellis, who grits his bloody teeth at Rhoemer.
RHOEMER (con't)
When all is said and done, you're just a scared little
boy surrounded by those far out of your league.
Ellis spits blood at Rhoemer's face, his grin immediately dies away. Rhoemer rises to his feet and wipes the blood from his face. He nods his head and delivers a swift punch right to Ellis' jaw, knocking him down as Rhoemer grabs Ellis back up and punches him again.
Rhoemer grabs Ellis by the throat and brings him face to face with Rhoemer, squeezing tightly on Ellis' throat as Ellis begins to gasp for air. Rhoemer looks at Ellis briefly and shakes his head, letting him go as Ellis breaths heavily.
RHOEMER
Like I said, a scared little boy.
ELLIS
The others WILL come, Rhoemer!
RHOEMER
Of course they will, in fact, I'd expect them rather soon.
But you see, here's the thing; when the agency DOES finally
get here, there won't be anything left.
Rhoemer tilts his head over his shoulder.
RHOEMER (con't)
Anton?
The sound of metal clanking with armor RINGS out as ANTON GIRDEUX,(27) French, wears full body armor with a WIELDERS MASK atop his head, carries a large FUEL TANK on his back equipped with a live FLAME THROWER with fire burning from the calibur, approaches the area.
RHOEMER
Torch the fields of all the remaining plants, I don't want a
SHRED of the plants left when the agency arrives.
GIRDEUX
(French accent)
No problem.
Girdeux lowers his mask over his face and fires his flame thrower at the field, the various flowers and plants are set aflame.
RHOEMER
(To Ellis)
Like I said, NOTHING will be left. The plantation is already
set on a timer to blow, the plants are being incincerated,
and...well, let's just say they won't be here in time for
you either.
Rhoemer grins and walks away.
ELLIS
(shouts)
You go to hell, Rhoemer!
RHOEMER
Not before you.
Rhoemer stops and turns to Mara. Mara nods, Rhoemer returns the nod and walks away. Mara cocks her makarov and points it back to Ellis' head.
MARA
(Russian accent)
Such a shame, you were so handsome too.
EXT. GUATAMALAN JUNGLE - JUNGLE TRAIL - NIGHT
Several AGENCY OPERATIVES, wearing woodland camo and flak jackets wander down a dirt trail in the jungle. A female operative, LIAN XING,(28) Asian, wears woodland camo and a flak jacket over a black tank top, approaches the commander, GABE LOGAN,(34) gruff, has a 5 o'clock shadow.
LIAN
How much longer til the insersion point?
LOGAN
Should be 20 yards from here according to Ellis' coordina-
A loud EXPLOSION booms out, everyone looks forward and runs toward the sound of the explosion.
EXT. GUATAMALAN JUNGLE - PLANTATION
Logan, Lian and the others arrive to the plantation, which is now in flames. The concrete plantation lies in several concrete pieces of RUBBLE with fire rushing from inside of it. Lian and other operatives scatter around the area investigation.
Logan looks around and grits his teeth angrily. His expression changes to one of concern as he runs toward a BODY face first in the dirt. Logan tilts the body over on its' back, revealing it to be Ellis, now with a bullethole in his forehead.
LOGAN
Son of a bitch...
(To Lian)
I found Ellis...
Lian approaches Logan and looks down on Ellis' body, an expression of sadness grows over her face.
LOGAN
(Attention on Ellis' body)
What did you find?
LIAN
Nothing, plants have all been torched, and the plantation
refineries' been blown. Whatever Rhoemer was doing here,
he REALLY didn't want us finding out about it.
LOGAN
How the hell did Rhoemer find out about our arrival?
About Ellis? It doesn't make sense...
LIAN
There's something else, these plants Rhoemer torched,
we were able to salvage some of them, whatever was left
of them anyway that weren't torched. But...Gabe these
aren't the kind of plants you'd use to make narcatics...
whatever Rhoemer had planned here, it wasn't a drug operation.
LOGAN
What the hell was he growing here then?
==Syphon Filter==
Chapter One: Dirty Business
EXT. GUATAMALAN JUNGLE - PLANTATION - EVENING
The plantation is an old concrete REFINERY surrounded by razor wire fences, within the jungle, vast with exotic wildlife. Agent ELLIS, youthful, wears woodland camo fatigues, sits on his knees with his hands tied behind his back, bleeding from the mouth.
Two SOLDIERS wearing woodland camo stand over Ellis. One punches Ellis in the face, dropping Ellis to his face in dirt. The second soldier grabs Ellis by the vest and pulls him back up while the first soldier raises his arm up for another punch.
MAN (O.S)
Enough.
The soldier stops and steps aside as a MAN and WOMAN approach Ellis. The woman, MARA ARAMOV, (30) Russian, wears a black tank top and woodland camo pants, carries a MAKAROV. She approaches Ellis from behind and points the gun to the back of his head.
The man, ERICH RHOEMER, (35) black, wears woodland camo with a green kevlar vest and red beret, stands over Ellis smirking as he cups his hands together.
RHOEMER
Ellis, what did you think the outcome of your actions
would be? That we wouldn't discover what you really
were? That...the agency would come in time to kill me
and shut down my operations here?
ELLIS
(groggy)
Something like that.
Rhoemer tilts his head back and chuckles.
RHOEMER
Ohh dear young Ellis, you've never ceased to
amuse me. What's even better is that you honestly
believed you had a chance in stopping me. But here's
the thing...
Rhoemer leans toward Ellis, who grits his bloody teeth at Rhoemer.
RHOEMER (con't)
When all is said and done, you're just a scared little
boy surrounded by those far out of your league.
Ellis spits blood at Rhoemer's face, his grin immediately dies away. Rhoemer rises to his feet and wipes the blood from his face. He nods his head and delivers a swift punch right to Ellis' jaw, knocking him down as Rhoemer grabs Ellis back up and punches him again.
Rhoemer grabs Ellis by the throat and brings him face to face with Rhoemer, squeezing tightly on Ellis' throat as Ellis begins to gasp for air. Rhoemer looks at Ellis briefly and shakes his head, letting him go as Ellis breaths heavily.
RHOEMER
Like I said, a scared little boy.
ELLIS
The others WILL come, Rhoemer!
RHOEMER
Of course they will, in fact, I'd expect them rather soon.
But you see, here's the thing; when the agency DOES finally
get here, there won't be anything left.
Rhoemer tilts his head over his shoulder.
RHOEMER (con't)
Anton?
The sound of metal clanking with armor RINGS out as ANTON GIRDEUX,(27) French, wears full body armor with a WIELDERS MASK atop his head, carries a large FUEL TANK on his back equipped with a live FLAME THROWER with fire burning from the calibur, approaches the area.
RHOEMER
Torch the fields of all the remaining plants, I don't want a
SHRED of the plants left when the agency arrives.
GIRDEUX
(French accent)
No problem.
Girdeux lowers his mask over his face and fires his flame thrower at the field, the various flowers and plants are set aflame.
RHOEMER
(To Ellis)
Like I said, NOTHING will be left. The plantation is already
set on a timer to blow, the plants are being incincerated,
and...well, let's just say they won't be here in time for
you either.
Rhoemer grins and walks away.
ELLIS
(shouts)
You go to hell, Rhoemer!
RHOEMER
Not before you.
Rhoemer stops and turns to Mara. Mara nods, Rhoemer returns the nod and walks away. Mara cocks her makarov and points it back to Ellis' head.
MARA
(Russian accent)
Such a shame, you were so handsome too.
EXT. GUATAMALAN JUNGLE - JUNGLE TRAIL - NIGHT
Several AGENCY OPERATIVES, wearing woodland camo and flak jackets wander down a dirt trail in the jungle. A female operative, LIAN XING,(28) Asian, wears woodland camo and a flak jacket over a black tank top, approaches the commander, GABE LOGAN,(34) gruff, has a 5 o'clock shadow.
LIAN
How much longer til the insersion point?
LOGAN
Should be 20 yards from here according to Ellis' coordina-
A loud EXPLOSION booms out, everyone looks forward and runs toward the sound of the explosion.
EXT. GUATAMALAN JUNGLE - PLANTATION
Logan, Lian and the others arrive to the plantation, which is now in flames. The concrete plantation lies in several concrete pieces of RUBBLE with fire rushing from inside of it. Lian and other operatives scatter around the area investigation.
Logan looks around and grits his teeth angrily. His expression changes to one of concern as he runs toward a BODY face first in the dirt. Logan tilts the body over on its' back, revealing it to be Ellis, now with a bullethole in his forehead.
LOGAN
Son of a bitch...
(To Lian)
I found Ellis...
Lian approaches Logan and looks down on Ellis' body, an expression of sadness grows over her face.
LOGAN
(Attention on Ellis' body)
What did you find?
LIAN
Nothing, plants have all been torched, and the plantation
refineries' been blown. Whatever Rhoemer was doing here,
he REALLY didn't want us finding out about it.
LOGAN
How the hell did Rhoemer find out about our arrival?
About Ellis? It doesn't make sense...
LIAN
There's something else, these plants Rhoemer torched,
we were able to salvage some of them, whatever was left
of them anyway that weren't torched. But...Gabe these
aren't the kind of plants you'd use to make narcatics...
whatever Rhoemer had planned here, it wasn't a drug operation.
LOGAN
What the hell was he growing here then?