TALES OF THE GOLD MONKEY

HONOR THY BROTHER

Participating Writers
George Geiger
Bill Driskill
Jeff Ray and Danny Lee Cole

Written: October 26, 1982



			_ACT ONE_

FADE IN

EXTERIOR - SKY - DAY - STOCK

A beautiful spring sky over China in the year 1937.  Super:  YUON LOU 
HIGHLAND-CHINA-1937.  We see a glint of metal in the distance.  Two Zeros 
in the burnished aluminum of the Imperial Navy flying side by side swoop 
up from the mountain terrain.

EXTERIOR TWO ZEROS - DAY - INTERCUT CANOPIES

Inside one Zero is Kenji Miura, several years older than his brother, 
Kisuro, flying the other Zero.  They speak in Japanese which is subtitled 
in English.  Kenji spots something.

			KENJI
		(in Japanese)
	Kisuro-san...Two o'clock, low, a Tiger!

			KISURO
		(in Japanese)
	Buddha is generous.

THEIR POINT OF VIEW - A P-40 - STOCK

In the distance, a lone Curtiss P-40 is maintaining a solitary patrol, its 
nose sporting the distinctive tiger's teeth of the American Volunteer 
Group.  Kenji laughs quietly at his brother's naive enthusiasm.

			KENJI
		(in Japanese)
	Use care -- Kisuro-san.

Kisuro produces a scarlet "hachimachi" headband, kisses it, and 
ceremoniously puts it over his leather flying helmet.  Then he kicks his 
rudder and peels off.

EXTERIOR - SKY - ZEROS - STOCK

as they bank away toward their enemy, one behind the other.

EXTERIOR - SKY - DAY - P-40 - STOCK

straight and level.

EXTERIOR P-40 CANOPY - DAY - JAKE

An unlit cigar clamped in his teeth, Jake is flying the Curtiss, eyeing 
the surrounding sky like a hawk.  This is war.  Suddenly Jake's attention 
is caught by the approaching Zeros.

EXTERIOR KISURO'S CANOPY - DAY

He is eager; he hauls on the stick and goes into a screaming dive.

INSERT - ZERO'S WING GUN

as Kisuro rips off a burst of machine gun fire.

ON JAKE

He sends his plane into a violent maneuver.

WIDE - STOCK

The P-40 spins away from the attacking Zero, getting altitude and position 
on the less experienced Japanese pilot.

ON JAKE

He finds a moment to report the situation, speaking into the radio mike.

			JAKE
		(into radio)
	Break, break, Mother Hen, this is Chicken Little.  I've got two 
	bandits on my tail in sector eleven.

			RADIO VOICE
	Like to lend you a hand, Chicken Little, but you've got this party 
	all to yourself.

			JAKE
	Thanks, Mother.

WIDE - STOCK

Jake shoots the P-40 through a neat snap roll and reverse loop which puts 
him in position behind the Zero.

EXTERIOR KISURO'S COCKPIT - DAY

He looks anxiously behind, unable to shake Jake off his rear.

EXTERIOR KENJI'S COCKPIT - DAY

Kenji looks worriedly ahead.

			KENJI
		(in Japanese)
	Kisuro-san.  Behind you....

JAKE'S POINT OF VIEW - THE ZERO - STOCK

The enemy plane is an easy target.

INSERT - P-40 - STOCK

Jake's thumb depresses the gun trigger.

WIDE

Shells from the P-40's wing guns stitch the Zero which erupts in flames 
and a thick trail of black smoke.  The plane pitches down into a spin.

EXTERIOR KISURO'S CANOPY - DAY

The cockpit is filled with smoke, flames licking into view as Kisuro looks 
over the controls of his plane, unable to stop the mounting forces of the 
deadly spin.

EXTERIOR MOUNTAIN - DAY - STOCK

The Zero plows into the mountainside.

EXTERIOR JAKE'S CANOPY - DAY

He scans the skies for the other Zero.  In a burst of static, Kenji's grim 
voice surprises Jake, thickly accented, but understandable.

			KENJI'S VOICE
		(from radio)
	My brother was prepared for death, Tiger.  Are you?

Before Jake can reply, Kenji's Zero screams up and past, blotting the sun.  
Bullets shatter Jake's canopy.  He lets the P-40 into a stall, brushing 
glass out of his face, wind tearing through the ruined canopy.

WIDE - VARIOUS ANGLE - STOCK

Jake and Kenji whirl their planes through a dogfight.  The pilots are 
evenly matched, equally motivated, but the revenge in Kenji's heart forces 
him to take one risk too many.

ON ZERO - DAY - STOCK

Shells from Jake's gun riddle the control surfaces on Kenji's Zero.  The 
plane lurches, unable to hang in the sky.  We follow it down until we lose 
sight of it.

ANOTHER ANGLE - ZERO - STOCK

attempting a belly landing on the rough terrain.  There is no fire, but 
the plane is finished.

ON JAKE'S CANOPY - DAY

Jake is nursing his own plane, the engine sounding unsteady.  He wings 
over to take a final look at the downed Zeros.

			JAKE
		(into radio)
	Scratch two, Mother Hen.  But, I hope you've got a nice soft spot 
	left in that nest.

					CUT TO

EXTERIOR RURAL AIRFIELD - DAY - STOCK

as Jake's P-40 makes a hard landing at the Tiger's home field, engine 
sputtering.

					CUT TO

INTERIOR READY ROOM - DAY

A dark clapboard room decorated with memorabilia of the long campaign.  
Several pilots are there, lounging, reading, ignoring him as Jake enters, 
weary, flight gear under his arm.  Jake doesn't know exactly what to 
expect, but this isn't it.

ANGLE TO GANDY DANCER

Jake's friend, Gandy, strolls casually by, looking as if nothing unusual 
has happened.  Gandy plucks the darts out of a dart board next to the bar 
and begins to toss them as he absently talks to Jake.

			GANDY
	I know...I know.  I owe you fifty cents, but you'll just have to be 
	patient for it.

			JAKE
	You don't owe me fifty cents.

			GANDY
	Sure I do.  You bought me a beer, remember?

			JAKE
	No...I think we're even.

			GANDY
	We will be in a second...Boys....

WIDER

Several of the reading Tigers stand and have suddenly pinned Jake's arms 
to his side.  Gandy picks up a bottle of beer waiting opened on the bar 
and holds it poised over Jake's head, as Jake squirms, knowing what's 
coming.

			JAKE
	Gandy!  I'm warning you....

			GANDY
	No, you got this comin', pardner.  This is for making Ace before I 
	did.

Gandy lets the beer flow onto Jake's head while the other pilots clap and 
give him playful Bronx cheers.  Jake ducks away.

			JAKE
	Come on...I didn't have much choice.

			GANDY
	You hear that mouthwash?  He didn't have much choice?  Put it any 
	way you like, Ace.  All I'm doin' is counting the rising suns.

ANGLE TO WALL

Another pilot is just finishing painting a new Japanese flag under the 
name "Cutter."  He has a total of five kills.

ON JAKE

The noise quiets down and Jake looks from face to face, beer dripping down 
his forehead.  He's dead serious.

			JAKE
	Thanks guys...Gandy.  It's a...hard thing to celebrate.  A couple of 
	damn fine pilots went down this morning.

			GANDY
		(sober)
	I'm just glad one of 'em wasn't you, hoss.

Another moment of quiet and a Chinese photographer pushes his way through 
the crowd carrying a vintage Speed Graphic newspaper camera.  He licks his 
flashbulb and inserts it in the reflector.

			PHOTOGRAPHER
	One picture for the _China Mail_.

Jake shrinks back.

			JAKE
	I don't think so ---

Gandy and the others push him forward, bunching in, arms around him.

			GANDY
	You got to, Jake...You gotta expect this kinda thing if you're gonna 
	be a legend in your own time.
		(to photographer)
	That's spelled C-U-T-T....

The old tungsten bulb goes off in Jake's face, blinding him.

					CUT TO

EXTERIOR - SKY - DAY - THE GOOSE

Super:  "One Year Later."

INTERIOR THE GOOSE'S COCKPIT - DAY

Jake, in a good mood, is flying the Goose back to Boragora.  Jack is 
sleeping in the seat next to him.

			JAKE'S VOICE OVER
	When you've spent as many hours in the cockpit as I have, one sky 
	starts to look pretty much like another.  Your mind wanders back to 
	other skies and other times.  That's why I always like to have 
	somebody in the copilot's seat to make sure I'm not seeing things 
	that aren't there.

Jake suddenly sees something ahead that startles him.

JAKE'S POINT OF VIEW - JAPANESE BOMBER - DAY - STOCK

A "Betty"-type bomber some distance away, flirting with the clouds.

BACK ON JAKE

			JAKE
	There you are....

Jake changes course to chase the other plane.

			JAKE
		(continuing)
	Jack.  Wake up.  It's that Betty, again.  Wake up!

ON JACK

He's curled into the copilot's chair, and looks up at Jake with 
displeasure at being awakened.

			JAKE
		(continuing)
	Dead ahead, Jack.  Near the horizon.  Look!  Would you.

Jack reluctantly sits up and puts his feet on the yoke to look ahead.

BACK WIDE

			JAKE
		(continuing)
	See it?

Jack barks once for "no."

THEIR POINT OF VIEW - SKY

It's clear, no sign of the Betty.

			JAKE
	Well, it's in the clouds.  Just watch for a second and it'll....
	Jack!

Jack has resumed his sleeping position, unwilling to continue his vigil.

			JAKE
		(continuing; disgusted)
	You think I'm seeing things, don't you?

Two barks.

			JAKE
	I'm not!  There's a Japanese G-Four-M light bomber out there if 
	you'd only....

ON JACK

He emits an unmistakable snore.

ON JAKE

He sighs, peering ahead, not seeing anything.

			JAKE'S VOICE OVER
	When you've spent as many hours in the cockpit as I have, you 
	finally learn not to count on anybody else.

EXTERIOR - SKY - DAY - THE GOOSE

flying away from us.

					DISSOLVE TO

EXTERIOR BORAGORA - DAY - TO ESTABLISH

INTERIOR MONKEY BAR - DAY

The place is standing room only with isolated clusters of German and 
French sailors, each keeping to their own sides of the bar.  A beautiful, 
shy Polynesian girl is the object of all the sailors' attention.  She 
appears simultaneously terrified of them and trying to flirt.  The music 
is alternately German then French.

Camera trucks across the room, moving in on Corky at a table huddled in 
deep conversation with Mapuhe, a puckish native of fifty.  They've hoisted 
a few.  Corky keeps looking around at the girl with the German sailor.

			MAPUHE
	You're a plenty nice fellow, Corky.  Let Mapuhe buy the next beer.  
	Last franc for a friend.

			CORKY
	Wait a second, Mapuhe.  You can't afford any more beer.  What're you 
	going to do about your net?

			MAPUHE
	One franc won't fix a torn net.  Liana will have to come up with the 
	money for that.

He indicates the girl.  Corky is more nervous.  The German sailors laugh 
roguishly and the girl barely averts a pair of meaty hands grabbing at 
her.

			CORKY
	What about the net maker?  Tell him you'll pay in fish.  I'll bet 
	he's a reasonable guy.

Corky downs the remains of his beer.  But before the glass is on the 
table, Mapuhe has signalled to Gushie with two fingers.

			MAPUHE
	Reasonable?  He's a shark!  He says, a hundred francs, he means a 
	hundred francs.

			CORKY
	Can't you go without the net for a while?

			MAPUHE
	No net, no fish, no food.  Liana would rather do this than starve.

More laughter as a German sailor pulls Liana onto his lap.

			CORKY
	Those German sailors are rough guys, Mapuhe, you ought to be 
	borrowin' that money, not her.

			MAPUHE
		(wincing)
	Borrowing isn't exactly the right word.

Corky catches on and is astonished and alarmed.

			CORKY
	No!  You don't mean....

The German sailor has his arm around her and is making for their table.  
Corky fumbles some wadded franc bills out of his overalls.

			CORKY
		(continuing)
	Here...here's a hundred francs.  You can pay me back sometime.

The German sailor arrives as Mapuhe takes the money.

			SAILOR
		(to Mapuhe)
	She says I barter price with you, jah?

			CORKY
		(all his courage)
	You're too late...
		(beat)
	I...just paid for her.

There is a strained moment, then the German laughs and releases the girl 
who immediately slides up to Corky and tousles his hair.

			SAILOR
	I wouldn't thought you had it in you.

The sailor turns for approving laughter to the others, as he does Corky 
notices that the sailor is wearing a thong around his neck.  Liana is 
cooing to Corky.

			LIANA
		(to Corky)
	He is all talk.  Not like you ---

INSERT - SAILOR'S PENDANT

It's an opal set with a sapphire setting...Jack's eye.

ON CORKY

He swallows, shrugging away from Liana.  He's about to say something but 
the sailor turns and rejoins the others.  Just then Jake bangs through the 
batwings with Jack following.

ANGLE TO JAKE

Jake surveys the crowded bar, whistling.  Gushie rolls by, panting.

			GUSHIE
	Two ships in...one French...one German.

			JAKE
	Oh-oh.

Gushie nods.

NEW ANGLE

Jake smiles, then catches Corky's eye.  They meet at the bar.  During the 
next exchange, the bartender sets Jake up with a beer which he absently 
pours into a saucer for Jack.

			CORKY
		(excited)
	Jake...something...I gotta....

			JAKE
		(cuts in)
	I saw it again, Corky.  Big as life.  There's a Betty flying the 
	Marivellas.

			CORKY
	No kidding, Jake!  That's great, but....

			JAKE
		(cuts him off)
	What do you mean, great?  What are the Japanese doing basing a 
	bomber in these islands?  Only one thing you can do with a 
	bomber...bomb somebody.

			CORKY
	I know, Jake, if you say so, but ---

			JAKE
	Nobody believes me.  I've seen it three times on this mail run, up 
	near Kenaru.  Tell him, Jack.

ON JACK

He looks up from lapping his beer to bark once.  Something he sees makes 
him look off, suddenly alert.

PAST CORKY AND JAKE TO SAILORS

			JAKE
	All you had to do was open your one good eye for a second and 
	you ---

			CORKY
	Jack's eye!  That's what I'm tryin' to tell you, Jake.  That German 
	sailor over there is wearin' it around his neck.

Jack has already spotted the eye and hurries to confront the sailor, now 
back with his shipmates.

AT GERMAN TABLE - EMPHASIZING JACK

looking at his eye and growling.

			SAILOR
		(in German)
	Ship out, before I take a bottle to the side of your head.

Jake crosses, kneeling to put a quieting hand on Jack.  He offers his hand 
to the sailor.

			JAKE
	Name's Cutter.  How'd you come by that eye?

			SAILOR
	None of your business, Englander.

			JAKE
	I'm not English, I'm American and that eye is Jack's.

The sailors laugh raucously.  The one with the eye stands.

			SAILOR
	It's mine, unless you want to try and take it from me.

			JAKE
	We're getting off on the wrong foot here -- let me explain.  I lost 
	that eye in a poker game six months ago on Tagataya.

			SAILOR
	And I won it in a poker game six weeks ago in Hong Kong.

			JAKE
	I'll give you a fair price...Two hundred American.

			SAILOR
	I said it's not for sale.

Jack growls.

			JAKE
	Back off, Jack.  Let me do this.
		(to sailor)
	Let's sit down, have a drink, talk about it ---

			SAILOR
	I don't drink with Americans.

Jack's heard enough.  He hurls himself at the sailor's leg, growling and 
biting at his trousers.

			JAKE
	Jack!

Before Jake can intercede, the sailor shakes Jack from his trousers, 
hurling him across the floor.

			JAKE
	Now wait a minute! ---

The sailor decks Jake, sending him crashing into another table of sailors.

ANGLE TO LOUIE ON STAIRS

just coming from his office and reacting to the crash.

			LOUIE
	Sacre bleu!

ON THE TABLE

The French sailors, whose table has been crunched, are than willing to mix 
it up.  They toss Jake back at the huge German sailor, then follow it up 
with an attack of their own.  The fight pits the French sailors against 
the German sailors from the two ships in port, with Jake acting as the 
punching bag in the middle, trying to get out of the way but not too 
successfully as he catches errant fists from both sides.  Finally, getting 
a lick or two of his own in.  Corky, Mapuhe and his daughter move clear of 
the fracas.  Gushie clobbers the huge sailor over the head with a beer 
pitcher as he bends to bash Jake.

JACK

making a beeline for the downed sailor with bodies flying all around him.  
Jack pulls at the pendant.  It breaks and Jack hightails it, with the 
pendant between his teeth, sidestepping his way to the entrance.

EXTERIOR MONKEY BAR - DAY

the fight having moved outside.  The sailors merrily continue their rough 
housing.  Sarah, wearing a sun hat, steps around them.  Mapuhe and his 
daughter emerge from the bar.  He nods at Sarah.  She hurries in.

INTERIOR MONKEY BAR - DAY

Sarah stops in her tracks as she enters and surveys the damage.  Bodies 
are draped here and there, Louie standing in the middle of the ruin, 
silently shaking his head.

			SARAH
	Who started it?

ANGLE - TWO MEN

They stagger to their feet, in the last stages of collapse, energy left 
for one more blow.  We realize they are Jake and the German sailor.  Jake 
lightly pushes him in the chest and the man goes down like a sack of 
flour.  Louie points to Jake.

			SARAH
		(continuing)
	I should have known.

Corky stands up from his hiding place behind the bar.

			CORKY
	It wasn't his fault, Sarah.  That German sailor there kicked Jack.

			SARAH
	Why?

			GUSHIE
	He had Jack's eye.

Sarah, not understanding, looks to Louie.

			LOUIE
	For the want of an eye the temper was lost...for the want of a 
	temper the peace was lost...for the want of a peace the bar was ---

Jake daubs at his lips gingerly, feels his swollen eye.

			JAKE
	It's not lost, Louie.  I'll help you clean up.  You know, you're 
	just asking for trouble when you let French and German sailors in 
	here together.

			LOUIE
	Ah...It all comes clear to me now.  This is my fault.  Thank you, 
	Jake.

Jake nods and Sarah helps him limp up the stairs as Louie continues to 
mumble.  Gushie and Corky help him pry inert bodies out of the rubble.

					DISSOLVE TO

INTERIOR SARAH'S ROOM - NIGHT

She is tending to Jake's bruises and cuts, poking at a split eyebrow with 
a swab of iodine.  Jake takes in a sharp breath at the sting.

			SARAH
	If it didn't sting, you wouldn't know it was working.

			JAKE
	I've only got myself to blame.  I should've been able to handle that 
	guy.

			SARAH
	If should've were wishes, beggars would ride...or something like 
	that.  I've given up wondering if you'll get killed in a fight...now 
	I only think in terms of when.  There.  That's all I can do.

Jake squints and yawns to test his face.  Winces and begins to button his 
shirt.

			JAKE
	The worst part is...I lost Jack's eye again.

Off screen, there is a muffled bark as Jack says "no."

ON JACK AT SARAH'S OPEN DOOR

Jack is clutching the pendant between his teeth.

BACK TO JAKE

despite his pain, a smile breaks through.

			JAKE
	You got it back!

Jake reaches for the eye but Jack backs away, growling.

			SARAH
	I don't blame you, Jack.  Every time he gets his hands on it, he 
	loses it.

Jake gives her a look, then smiles at Jack.

			JAKE
	See this face, Jack?  Does this look like a guy who ever wants to 
	see that eye lost again?

Jack considers, then offers the eye to Jake.  Jake looks it over, taking 
it off the thong.

			SARAH
	Put it on, Jake.  I've never seen Jack without his patch.

Jack barks twice.

			JAKE
	Well...We don't have any idea where this has been.  It's got to be 
	sterilized first.

Jack is shocked.  He growls in protest.

			SARAH
	Don't tease him.

			JAKE
	I'm not teasing him.  I'm using common sense.  I'll get Gushie to 
	boil it in the morning.

Jack gives him a long, dirty look, then turns and exits.

			JAKE
		(continuing)
	I'm gonna get some shut eye.

			SARAH
	You've already got that.

NEW ANGLE

Jake shakes his head and opens the door.  Sarah puts a soft hand on Jake's 
battered cheek.

			SARAH
	Sorry.
		(beat)
	Don't let the bedbugs bite.

Jake winks, then winces from the stab of pain.

			JAKE
	Don't let Louie hear you say that.

EXTERIOR COLONNADE - NIGHT

Jake backs out of Sarah's room, and she pokes her head around the door 
jamb.  Past them we can see Mapuhe react a bit startled when he sees Jake.  
Mapuhe gives Jake and Sarah a big smile and passes them.  They smile 
casually back.  Jake takes a limping step toward his room, Sarah looking 
lovingly after him.

			SARAH
	Sleep tight.

			JAKE
	If I do, I'll probably dream about Bettys.

Sarah's loving look turns to one of furious scorn.

			SARAH
	Jake Cutter, you have all the sensitivity of a...a...glass eye.

			JAKE
	It isn't glass, and what did I say?  Oh...the Bettys.  I wasn't 
	talking about women, Sarah.  Betty's a nickname the Tigers have for 
	a type of Japanese bomber...I saw one today.

			SARAH
		(instantly interested)
	Where?

			JAKE
	Near Kenaru.  I've spotted 'em three times flying the mail up there.

			SARAH
	The Japanese claim they've only got fighters in the Marivellas.  If 
	they've got bombers...Washington will be interested.
		(smiles)
	Thanks, Jake.

			JAKE
	You're welcome.

She closes the door, obviously in a hurry to get on the radio.

INTERIOR JAKE'S ROOM - NIGHT

He enters, shaking his head at Sarah's reaction as he flips on the light.

ANGLE TO FLOOR

Jack slips in just as Jake is shutting the door.

ON JAKE - IN MIRROR

Jake wearily touches his bruises, grimacing, and places Jack's eye on the 
bureau.

			JAKE
		(over shoulder)
	Oh, you're not mad enough to spend the night outside.

Jack, sniffing the room, picking up a scent, it seems.  He barks twice.

FULL SHOT

as Jake flops on the bed, too battered and bruised to remove his clothing.  
Jack's growling begins just as Jake closes his eyes.

			JAKE
	Put a lid on it, Jack.  You're going to wear out your indignation.

ON JACK

backing away from the bed, his attention fixed under the bed.

His growls continue.  A cobra is slithering its way out from under the 
bed.  Jack retreats to the door, still growling.

			JAKE
	I'll take it down first thing in the morning to Louie's 
	kitchen...you don't sleep with it anyway....

The words freeze in Jake's throat as he leans over the bed and comes face 
to face with:

CLOSER POINT OF VIEW - THE COBRA

his head menacingly inflated, a few feet away from Jake.

					FADE OUT

			_END OF ACT ONE_


			_ACT TWO_

FADE IN

INTERIOR JAKE'S ROOM - NIGHT - THE COBRA

It's not a dream or hallucination.  The inflated head swells some more.

ON JAKE

			JAKE
		(speaks but lips don't move)
	Jack -- _do_ something.

ON JACK

Jack is frozen in his tracks.

			JAKE
		(lips still riveted)
	Just a move, Jack -- anything!

ON JACK

swallows his fear, inches forward.

THE COBRA

turning to the movement, his head swooshing out of camera.

ON JAKE

quickly now, picks up the lamp on his night table and crashes it against 
the cobra.

ON THE COBRA

Not yet done in.  Its head darting out in attack, making contact.  Jack 
jumps back.

ON JAKE

He picks up a chair and slams it down against the cobra, a second and 
third time.  The cobra goes slack.

JAKE AND JACK

Jake quickly grabs a knife, kneels next to Jack with a caressing hand to 
the paw Jack is holding up.

			JAKE
	Jeez, Jack....

Jake examines the paw.

			JAKE
		(relieved)
	I could've sworn it bit you, but there's no fang marks.

Jake turns his attention to the dead cobra, examines him, looks up, 
further puzzled.

					CUT TO

EXTERIOR HOTEL - NIGHT

This is the back of the hotel where a few smaller rooms are located on the 
ground floor.  Corky rounds the corner, and stops outside his door.  Light 
is spilling out of the door which is partially opened.

			CORKY
		(softly)
	Who's there?

			TEFARA'S VOICE
	Mapuhe's daughter.

			CORKY
		(swallowing)
	You're kidding.

Corky opens the door.  His most astonished expression breaks out all over 
his face.

CORKY'S POINT OF VIEW - THROUGH THE DOOR

sitting on a chair next to the hammock is Tefara, the widest, if not the 
fattest, girl in the world.  Her smile is as broad as the doorway.  She 
takes a huge bite out of a cantaloupe.

INTERIOR CORKY'S ROOM - NIGHT

Corky enters.

			CORKY
	But Ma...Ma...Mapuhe's daughter is...is ---

What can he say?

			TEFARA
	Mapuhe has four daughters.  I'm the biggest...
		(proudly)
	...and the oldest.  And the hungriest.

She smiles, finishes ravishing the cantaloupe.  Corky stands limp, his 
mouth open to the floor.  Tefara tosses the cantaloupe over her shoulder, 
moves closer to Corky, placing the flesh of his upper arm between her 
fingers and rubbing.

			TEFARA
		(continuing)
	Corky will make a good husband.  I can tell.

Corky might faint.

			CORKY
		(unintended squeak)
	Hus...husband?

			TEFARA
		(being cute)
	Hubby.

She puts her massive arms around Corky.

			CORKY
	There's a mistake here somewhere.

			TEFARA
	No mistake.  You have bought a daughter of Mapuhe.  I'm first in 
	line.  We are married.

			CORKY
	Oh...oh, my...Jake!

Corky might cry.  Tefara squeezes him affectionately.  Corky emits a 
chorus of feeble yelps.

			TEFARA
	I like those sounds.

And very definitely in Tefara's vise-like grip.

					DISSOLVE TO

EXTERIOR BORAGORA - DAY - TO ESTABLISH

It's early morning and only a few eager fishermen are to be seen.

					CUT TO

INTERIOR MONKEY BAR - DAY

Jake enters, looking better than last night.  Jack follows.  Jake sits at 
a table as Gushie wheels up with a mug of coffee.  Jake has the burlap 
from the dock held like a sack.

			GUSHIE
	That was a barn burner last night, Jake.

			JAKE
	Better not let Louie know you enjoyed it.  How about breakfast?

Jack growls a reminder.  Jake reaches into his pocket.

			JAKE
	Okay, okay...and boil this for me, would ya?

			GUSHIE
	Good for you, Jack, you got it back.
		(takes eye)
	One three-minute eye, coming up.

Gushie wheels for the kitchen with an eager Jack following him.  More 
precisely, following the eye.

ANGLE TO LOUIE

looking stonily from a corner of the bar where he is putting broken chairs 
up on top of broken tables.

			LOUIE
	Lucky for you the captains of both those ships cancelled shore leave 
	or that eye might be evidence in your trial.

			JAKE
	Jack took it.  Throw the book at him.
		(beat)
	Come here and look at this, Louie.

ON THE TABLE

Louie joins Jake who holds open the mouth of the burlap sack.

			LOUIE
		(startled)
	Mon dieu!  An ugly creature.  Please do not allow it to get lost in 
	here.

Jake reaches in the sack and pulls out the cobra's head.

			JAKE
	It's dead, Louie.  I killed it in my room last night.

			LOUIE
	Oh, now, Jake...I admit to the occasional cockroach...but I do not 
	think cobras are even indigenous to the Marivellas.

			JAKE
	They aren't...especially fangless ones.

			LOUIE
	Fangless?

Jake is prying open the cobra's jaws with a knife.  Louie frowns at what 
he sees.

			LOUIE
	Cut out.  Did you remove them?

			JAKE
	Uh-uh.  That's how I found it.  Except it was a little more lively 
	than this.

			LOUIE
	To scare you only.  Why?

			JAKE
	You got me, but I'm not complaining.  If this snake had come with 
	all its teeth in its head, we'd have an extra eye on our hands this 
	morning.

			LOUIE
	Ah, Jacques performed an act of bravery, eh?

			JAKE
	Yeah.
		(bags snake)
	Look, I don't know what's going on, but until I figure it out, don't 
	tell anybody, okay?

			CORKY'S VOICE
	Tell 'em what?

ANGLE TO INCLUDE CORKY

He's standing a few feet from the table, knitting his cap in his hands, 
the soul of worry.  Jake quickly closes the sack, thinking fast.

			JAKE
	Jack got his eye back.

Little reaction.

			JAKE
	Well, when you see him with it in, act surprised, okay?

			CORKY
	I...I got kind of surprised, Jake.

			JAKE
	Umm?
		(beat)
	Oh, I get it.  You've got a surprise but you forgot what it is.

			CORKY
	No, not this time.  I wish I could.

			JAKE
	Well, what is it?

			CORKY
	I...uh...got me a wife.

			JAKE/LOUIE
	What?

			CORKY
	It's...it's true, Jake.  I'm sorry.

			JAKE
	Corky, how many beers did you have last night?

			CORKY
	It wasn't the beer, Jake.  It's just that...well, Mapuhe was going 
	to let his daughter...I mean, he needed a hundred francs to fix his 
	net...so I loaned him the money and...and...he gave me his daughter 
	for a wife.

			JAKE
		(unbelieving)
	Where is she?

			CORKY
	Right there.

He indicates.

JAKE'S POINT OF VIEW - FAVORING TEFARA

She is standing by the door eating a leg of lamb!  Smiling back at Jake.  
With her is Willie dressed as Reverend Tenboom.  Tefara waddles over to 
Corky, still clutching the leg of lamb.  She grabs Corky up in her arms, 
her tremendous girth smothering him.

			TEFARA
	Morning, hubby.

			LOUIE
	Hubby?

			CORKY
	She started callin' me that last night.

			JAKE
		(catching on)
	Ohh....

			CORKY
		(embarrassed)
	It's not like that!  She spent the night in the church, isn't that 
	right, Reverend?

			WILLIE
		(tipping hat)
	That is true.  Corky came to me with his...'wife' in the wee hours.  
	She spent the remainder of the night in the house of God...
		(beat)
	Quite alone....

			LOUIE
	Was there a ceremony?

			TEFARA
	Don't need a ceremony.  My father give me to him.  That's that.
		(to Corky with affection)
	I'll make you happy.  You'll see -- plenty of babies.

			JAKE
		(suppressing a laugh)
	I'll bet.
		(off Corky's look)
	Sorry.
		(beat)
	Maybe you should tell your friend Mapuhe you don't need a wife.

			CORKY
	He's already gone back to his island.
		(beat)
	Jake, how am I gonna get rid of her?

			TEFARA
	Rid of me?!?

Tefara sets up a terrible wailing.  Nobody knows how to comfort her.

			LOUIE
	Corky!  Do something.  I cannot have this woman carrying on like 
	this.

			JAKE
		(to Tefara)
	Tefara, Corky can hardly support himself, much less...uh...a wife.  
	Tell her, Corky.

			CORKY
	I tried.  She just starts bawlin' like that and I can't even think.

			WILLIE
	Silence, my child.  Perhaps you will find solace in prayer.

			CORKY
	Food.  She likes that best.

Gushie rolls out of the kitchen with a basket of breakfast buns for Jake.  
Corky intercepts them and Tefara accepts the basket, munching the buns in 
teary silence.

NEW ANGLE

Jake crooks a finger at the men and they take a few steps away from 
Tefara, huddling for a conference.

			JAKE
	Is this kind of marriage binding?

			LOUIE
	Not under French law.

			WILLIE
	It is prevalent in some Polynesian cultures.  But, getting unmarried 
	is as easy as getting married.  You just say auf wiedersehen.

			JAKE
	Then, we'll just take her back to her father.  Where's he live?

			CORKY
	Kenaru.

Jake is thoughtful for a beat.

ANGLE PAST THEM TO TEFARA

They break the huddle.  Jake adopts a big smile and crosses back to 
Tefara.

			JAKE
	We're going to take you home, Tefara, back to Kenaru.

Tefara smiles hugely and favors Jake with one of her all-encompassing 
hugs.

			TEFARA
	Wonderful.  We'll have a big feast.  And I can show my hubby to the 
	village.

			JAKE
	Well...sure, but then we'll have to leave.  Corky can't stay.

			CORKY
	Jake!

Tefara turns red again and drops Jake.  She lets out a banshee wail even 
louder than before.

			CORKY
		(continuing)
	Now you've done it.
		(to Tefara)
	There, there...
		(forces it)
	Darling.  It's going to be fine.

Tefara continues to wail.

					DISSOLVE TO

EXTERIOR MONKEY BAR - DAY

Jake, Corky and Jack emerge.  We can't hear Tefara.  Jake is bouncing 
Jake's eye in his hand.  It's obviously still hot.  Jack follows it up and 
down, unable to take his good eye off it.

			CORKY
	Once she eats up all of Louie's bar snacks, she'll just start 
	wailin' again.

			JAKE
	By then we'll be ready to take off.  She's probably never been in an 
	airplane before.  And, we'll have her back with her dad before she 
	knows it.

Jack barks once for 'no.'

			JAKE
		(continuing)
	It's still hot, Jack.  Just a minute.

ANGLE TO NATIVE BOY

running up.  He hands Jake a note and runs off.  Jake shakes the note open 
with his free hand, still bouncing the eye.

			CORKY
	What's that?

			JAKE
	Some guy wants to see me at the old fishing wharf near Koji's 
	warehouse about a charter.  I'll go see.  You pre-flight the Goose.

			CORKY
	Okay, Jake...and...thanks.

			JAKE
	For what?  You just loaned some guy a hundred francs.

Corky thinks this over as Jake heads toward the warehouse, still tossing 
the eye, Jack following.

EXTERIOR WAREHOUSE AREA - DAY - ON THE OLD FISHING WHARF

Jake approaches with Jack following.

			JAKE
	Hello?

Jack stops and growls.

			JAKE
		(continuing)
	You want the eye hot?  Ok-a-ay....

As Jake steps forward a noose snaps tight around his foot yanking him into 
the air.  Jack's eye sails away.

ON EYE

it hits and rolls, Jack watching it closely.

			JAKE
	Get help, Jack!

Jack doesn't move.

			JAKE
	This is no time to be stubborn, Jack!  Get somebody to cut me down!

Jack still doesn't move.

			JAKE
		(continuing)
	All right, Jack, I promise to put it in as soon as I'm cut down, 
	okay?  No waiting.  As is.

Jack now moves off toward the Monkey Bar.

EXTERIOR WAREHOUSE AREA - DAY

Picking up Louie, following Jack as they arrive at the tree.

			LOUIE
	How did you get in such a position, mon ami?

			JAKE
	We can discuss it later, Louie.  Would you please cut me down before 
	my head pops!

			LOUIE
	Mais oui.

He looks around, spots a machete leaning against the warehouse.  He goes 
to get it.  Jack stands at the edge of the soft turf, growling.  Louie 
returns to Jake and is about to cut the vine.

EXTERIOR BRUSH - DAY

Below Jake and where he will fall when cut loose.  From this angle the 
slightest shimmer of glinting bayonet can be seen just under the brush, 
right where Jake will fall on it.

					FADE OUT

			_END OF ACT TWO_


			_ACT THREE_

FADE IN

EXTERIOR TREE - DAY - AS BEFORE

Louie climbs up on a rock so he can reach the vine to cut it.  Jack's 
growls are more persistent.

			LOUIE
	Break the fall with your hands, Jake.

CLOSE - ON JAKE

upside down in shot.

			JAKE
	Any time, Louie.

Now, Jake looks down at the ground area where he will land and where Jack 
is sniffing and growling.

HIS POINT OF VIEW - THE BRUSH

softer in appearance than the adjacent ground, with Jake looking down at 
it.  Perhaps the glint of metal.

ON LOUIE

raises the machete.

			JAKE'S VOICE
	Louie!  Don't!

			LOUIE
	J'en comprende pas.  The fall is not that severe, Jake.

He places the machete against the vine.

			JAKE
	Louie!  For God's sake, put that machete down!

FULL SHOT TO INCLUDE LOUIE AND JAKE

			LOUIE
	As you wish, but how do you plan on coming down?

			JAKE
	A rope.  Get me a rope and...
		(indicates)
	Toss it over that branch up there.

Louie discards the machete, spots some rope on the old dock.

FAVORING JACK AND JAKE

with Jack still growling.  Louie returns with the rope, sizes up the 
problem.

			JAKE
	You know how to make a slip knot?

			LOUIE
	But of course.  It's the first thing you learn in the French Navy.

			JAKE
	You were in the French Navy?

No answer as Louie tosses one end of the rope over the branch, expertly 
makes a slip knot and hands the loose end of the rope to Jake.  Louie and 
Jack watch as Jake pulls himself right side up.  He is now able to reach 
the vine secured around his foot, removes it.  Holding on to the rope 
provided by Louie, he swings free of the soft brush and jumps to the 
ground.  Louie starts forward to Jake, who motions him not to move.

CLOSER - JAKE

cautiously approaches the soft brush, on his knees the last foot or so.  
He pats the brush carefully and then pulls it away from the ground it was 
covering.  Several blades are pointed up, but all are leaning outward from 
a central point.

			LOUIE
	Le diable!  You saw this hanging upside down?

			JAKE
	Thanks to Jack.

			LOUIE
	It would appear the assassin thought otherwise.

Louie brushes in the dirt.

INSERT - KNIFE AND CARD

Louie's hand brushes away some loose dirt to reveal a playing card, the 
ace of hearts impaled on a blade, the point of the knife piercing the 
heart in the center of the card.  Louie gingerly pulls the card off the 
blade.

JAKE AND LOUIE

			LOUIE
		(continuing)
	Through the heart, n'est ce pas?

Jake takes the card, studying it closely.

			JAKE
	Not through the heart, Louie.  Through the ace.

			LOUIE
	Comment?

			JAKE
	When I know, I'll tell you.

			LOUIE
	Who would do such a thing.

			JAKE
	I don't know, but I intend to find out as soon as I get back from 
	Kenaru.

			LOUIE
	In the meantime, I will start my own investigation, mon ami.

			JAKE
	Thanks, Louie.

Jake reaches down and pets Jack.  Louie continues looking at the bayonets 
with horror.

			JAKE
	No teeth this time, either.

Jake touches one of the blades.

			JAKE
	Only a half inch or so is above the surface -- I'd have cut my hands 
	up, but it wouldn't have killed me.

NEW ANGLE

as Louie watches.  Jake kneels beside him and picks up the eye, blowing 
grains of sand off it.

			JAKE
	Here you go, Jack.  I hope I can stand it.  With both eyes you might 
	just be too good looking.

Jack barks twice in agreement.  Jake reaches for his patch, lifting it, 
and blocking the rest of the action with his body.

CLOSE ON LOUIE

as he watches.  He suddenly beams.

			LOUIE
	Ah, Jack...you are magnificent!

CLOSE ON JACK

without his patch...proud as hell.

					CUT TO

EXTERIOR BORAGORA DOCK - DAY

Corky humming as he works on the Goose.  Jake comes down the dock, Jack 
trotting happily behind him.  Corky whoops and offers Jack his arms.

			CORKY
	Jack!  Boy are you handsome!

Jack trots along, nonchalant.

			CORKY
		(continuing)
	Ain't that so, Jake?  With two eyes ain't Jack the best lookin' dog 
	you ever saw.

			JAKE
		(sotto)
	Don't spread it on too thick.  We've got to live with him.

			CORKY
		(nods)
	Okay.
		(beat)
	It's true, though.  Good lookin' is the word.

			JAKE
	We ready to go?

			CORKY
	I'm just toppin' off the tanks.  Be a minute.

Jake nods and goes inside the Goose.

INTERIOR GOOSE - DAY

Jake enters the cockpit, starts checking his controls when he sees a scrap 
of paper tucked into the space between the wind screen and the control 
panel.  He picks it up and examines it.

INSERT - CLIPPING

It's a yellowed clipping from the _China Mail_ featuring the photo taken 
the day Jake became an Ace.

EXTERIOR GOOSE - DAY

as Jake climbs out with the clipping.

			JAKE
		(shows Corky)
	Did you see this?

			CORKY
	Uh-uh.
		(looks)
	Hey, Jake, that's you.  Where'd you find it?

			JAKE
	In the cockpit.  Didn't you put it there?

			CORKY
	Not me.  I'd have had to save it from China and you know...I can't 
	save anything.

			JAKE
		(thinking)
	Yeah.

			CORKY
	What?

A loud wailing is heard at the end of the dock.

ANGLE - TEFARA AND SARAH

as they make their way down the dock.  Tefara is carrying two huge jute 
bags full of groceries, and wearing a huge brimmed straw hat.  Sarah is 
doing her best to keep her from crying.

ANGLE - JAKE AND CORKY

They exchange looks and go to greet the ladies, Jake stuffing the clipping 
into his pocket.

			SARAH
	We had a woman to woman talk and I think she'll be okay for the 
	flight.

			JAKE
		(relieved)
	Thanks, Sarah.  Corky, help Tefara aboard.
		(sotto)
	Don't sit her in the rear, okay?

			CORKY
	Gotcha, Jake.
		(to Tefara)
	Come on, sweetie.  I'll get you into the Goose.

NEW ANGLE PAST JAKE AND SARAH TO THE GOOSE

As Jake and Sarah talk, Corky helps Tefara to the plane and eventually 
succeeds in maneuvering her bulk through the hatch.

			JAKE
	We won't be more than two, three hours.  If I see another Betty up 
	by Kenaru, I'll let you know.

			SARAH
	Not Kenaru...Tori Hado.  Across that channel in the Japanese mandate 
	-- Washington thinks it's big enough for a bomber base.

REVERSE

Jake walks Sarah a few steps away from the Goose, growing confidential.

			JAKE
	You've been on the radio?

			SARAH
	Almost all night.  Washington is very excited.  They believe you.  
	Isn't that nice?

			JAKE
	You mentioned my name?

			SARAH
	Not exactly.  I told them I had a theory.  They told me our ships 
	have been reporting a lot of activity on Tori Hado.  It fits.  All 
	we have to do now is confirm it.

			JAKE
	You have an absolute knack for making things like that sound like a 
	game of...jacks or something.  If the Japanese have a secret bomber 
	base on Tori Hado, they'll want anything but us to confirm it.

			SARAH
	You're going to Kenaru anyway.

			JAKE
	That's partly what has me worried.  Something funny's going on.

			SARAH
	Something funny's always going on.  Listen, I'll go with you, and 
	we'll just innocently see what we can see when we take off from 
	Kenaru.

			JAKE
	When we take off, all we'll see is Kenaru.

			SARAH
	Not if you...accidentally take a wide turn over the channel.
		(beat)
	Don't you want to know for sure?

			JAKE
		(decides)
	Yeah, you're right, it's something that's got to be done.  But, one 
	look is all we're gonna get.  And, we probably won't see anything 
	because those guys know a little about camouflage.

			SARAH
	Okay...so then we can report we saw some camouflage.  It's 
	something.

			JAKE
	Sarah, you don't see...I mean, that's the idea...skip it.

ANOTHER ANGLE

They head for the Goose, Corky and Tefara already inside.

			SARAH
		(sees something)
	Jack!

ANGLE TO INCLUDE JACK

He is in the hatch, looking aloof with both eyes.  Sarah rushes to him.

			SARAH
	Aren't you the handsome dog!

Jack barks twice with no hesitation.  Jake just looks to the heavens for 
help.

			JAKE
	Oh, boy.

					DISSOLVE TO

EXTERIOR SKY - THE GOOSE - DAY

flying through the tropic sky.

			JAKE'S VOICE OVER
	Nobody likes a riddle better than I do, but my hunch was I'd be a 
	lot happier without this one to solve.

INTERIOR GOOSE'S CABIN - DAY

Tefara is wedged in back, no longer eating, but looking nervously around 
at the strange phenomenon of flying.  Sarah is looking below, absently 
picking at the groceries in Tefara's forgotten baskets.

			JAKE'S VOICE OVER
		(continuing)
	There were so many strings pulling me that way, it wasn't hard to 
	guess the answer to this riddle was waiting on Kenaru.  I hoped it 
	was patient.  I wasn't in any hurry.

INTERIOR THE GOOSE'S COCKPIT - DAY

Jake looks back and silently signals "five minutes" to Sarah.  Then he 
pulls the clipping out of his jacket and looks at it again as he flies.

			JAKE
	Remember the day this was taken?

			CORKY
	It was...ah...I know that.  It was ---

			JAKE
	June 14th.  Last year.

			CORKY
	That's right.  You'd...ah, you'd....

			JAKE
	Just shot down two Zekes and made Ace.

			CORKY
	I'll never forget that.

			JAKE
	Apparently, neither will somebody else.

			CORKY
	Huh?

			JAKE
	Remember honto ni?

			CORKY
	Whew, Jake?  You're givin' me a workout.  Honto ni...is that a 
	place?

			JAKE
	It's a code, remember, among Japanese pilots.  The code of 
	vengeance.

			CORKY
	That honto ni...sure, shoot down a guy's buddy and he's honor bound 
	to come after you, even ---

			JAKE
	Even if it takes the rest of his life.

			CORKY
	What made you think of that, Jake?

			JAKE
	Memories.

			CORKY
	You gotta watch those.

Jake puts the clipping away, looking ahead.

JAKE'S POINT OF VIEW - ISLANDS

Two of them, separated by a narrow channel.  One is practically 
underneath, the other on the horizon.

BACK WIDE

			JAKE
	Kenaru.  See if they're set for landing back there.

			CORKY
	Sure, Jake.

INTERIOR THE GOOSE'S CABIN - DAY

Corky steps back from the cockpit.

			CORKY
	We're comin' up on Kenaru, Sarah.  Put on your belt.

			SARAH
	Is that Tori Hado beyond?

			CORKY
	Yeah, but we won't be goin' there.

Jack barks twice for "yes."

			CORKY
		(continuing)
	Yeah, you look great, Jack.
		(to Sarah)
	Jake's right, you-know-who is really stuck on himself.

ANOTHER ANGLE

Corky steps back to Tefara who is holding on for dear life.  Corky gives 
her a game smile.

			CORKY
		(continuing)
	Almost there.  You'll be home soon.

She breaks into a wail and Corky retreats to the cockpit.

EXTERIOR - SKY - DAY - THE GOOSE

flying away from us toward the distant islands.

					CUT TO

EXTERIOR DECKED SHELTER - DAY - CLOSEUP - SHRINE

Slow pull back from a yellowed and tattered black and white photo of 
Kisuro Miura in his Japanese Navy dress uniform.  The photo is mounted is 
a simple, small Buddhist shrine with incense burning beside it.  In front 
of the picture is the red hachimachi headband we saw Kisuro put on the day 
he was killed.  The headband shows signs of scorching from the fire which 
killed Kisuro.  Pulling back farther we realize we are on a small, decked 
platform shelter on an island beach.  Several Japanese items can be seen: 
a tea service, a rolled bed and head block, a small trunk on which the 
shrine is set.  Kneeling in front of the shrine is a man in a Japanese 
flyer's suit, back to us so we don't see his face.

He picks up the headband and slowly knots it behind around his flying 
helmet.  In the distance we hear the growing drone of the Goose.

					CUT TO

EXTERIOR KENARU - LAGOON - DAY

The Goose comes in low, swooping into a small lagoon with a derelict wharf 
on one side.  The place is deserted.  The plane lands and comes around 
facing the wharf.  Junk is everywhere, a graveyard of flotsam.

ANGLE - THE GOOSE

as the hatch opens and Jake, Corky, Sarah and Jack climb out.  The men 
help Tefara, who is a tight squeeze.  They push and pull her.

			CORKY
	Let go of the bags, Tefara, it'll make it a lot easier.

			TEFARA
	I don't want to forget anything.

She rummages in her bags, taking inventory.  She straightens her sarong, 
and fixes her hat.  Sarah approaches Jake, carrying a 35mm camera.

			SARAH
		(to Jake)
	How long is this going to take?

			JAKE
	Let's see, ten minutes to the village.  Thirty seconds of 'see you 
	later.'  Maybe an hour of 'sobbing.'

			SARAH
	An hour?

			JAKE
	We've got to be polite.

			SARAH
		(indicating camera)
	We need good daylight for a proper look at the island over there.

			JAKE
	There's plenty left.  Camouflage shows up best at twilight.

Sarah, wanting to speed things up, helps Tefara.  They head off down the 
beach.  Jake and Corky join Sarah and Tefara.

EXTERIOR KENARU VILLAGE - DAY

as Jake, Corky, Sarah, Jack and Tefara enter.  Kenaru is truly the 
cesspool of the Marivellas.  There's an incredible array of junkyard stuff 
here.  Rusted typewriters, old refrigerators, radios, car parts laying 
around, huts made of tin and old ship parts.  A melting pot of sorts as 
evidenced by the brigands, rogues and pirates mixed in with the native 
population, observing Jake and party as they walk through.

			CORKY
	Where'd you get all this stuff, anyway?

			TEFARA
	Here and there.  If you stick around, you can have whatever you 
	want.

			CORKY
	Swell.

Just then a whoop is heard and the village is now teaming with natives, 
all shouting and yelling joyously.  Tefara is home with her husband.  
Every time Corky goes to say something, a lei is placed around his neck, 
and he is kissed on both cheeks.  Even Jack is having flowers poured on 
him.  He isn't happy about it.  Mapuhe steps forward.

			MAPUHE
	Welcome, son-in-law.  Hello, daughter.

			TEFARA
	Papa!

Mapuhe and Tefara embrace.

			MAPUHE
		(to Jake)
	Corky is a great man.

			JAKE
	Yeah, he's a great man, all right.  But I've got real bad news for 
	you, Mapuhe.

			MAPUHE
	Bad news?

			JAKE
		(sternly)
	Corky won't be staying married to Tefara.

			MAPUHE
		(after a beat)
	That's okay.

			JAKE
		(surprised)
	It is?

			KENJI'S VOICE
	Hai.  Cutter-san.

Corky, Jake and Sarah spin to see ---

THEIR POINT OF VIEW - KENJI MIURA

The second pilot to dogfight Jake over China has apparently survived.  He 
is dressed in a Japanese aviator's flight suit, a red hachimachi headband 
around his helmet.  Kenji takes a step forward, revealing that he has a 
game leg.

			KENJI
	I arranged their marriage to bring you here.

CLOSE ON KENJI

He bows, and when he stands we see that his headband shows the scorch 
marks of the fire that killed his brother while he was wearing it.

ON SARAH AND JAKE

			SARAH
	Jake, what's he want?

			JAKE
	To kill me.

WIDE

Kenji nods and Mapuhe and his men draw a collection of knives and krises, 
tightening a ring around Jake, Sarah, Corky and Jack, leaving no doubt 
they have the upper hand.

					FADE OUT

			_END OF ACT THREE_


			_ACT FOUR_

FADE IN

EXTERIOR VILLAGE - NIGHT - KENJI AND JAKE

Kenji is seated at a traditional lacquered Japanese tea table on a grass 
mat under a Japanese lantern.  Jake is pacing.  A few steps takes him to 
the perimeter of the light cast by the lantern, and to the human fence of 
Mapuhe's men who ring them.

			KENJI
		(pouring)
	Tea, Cutter-san.  It is part of the ceremony.

			JAKE
	I'm not interested in your ceremony.  How many times do I have to 
	tell you?

			KENJI
	Your words...my words...They are the butterflies of but one spring.  
	The ceremony...it is timeless.

ON JAKE

He kneels next to Kenji, face to face with the other man, in order to 
stress his point.  Kenji remains placid.

			JAKE
	I do not believe in honto ni!  Your brother died in battle...a 
	soldier.  I didn't want to kill him.  But, he was trying to kill me.

			KENJI
	Of course.  And, had you succeeded in also taking my life that day, 
	there would be no shame on you.  But, you did not.
		(bows head)
	I almost wish you had, then I would be free of this debt.  But, it 
	is the ceremony.

			JAKE
	Then why are we drinking tea?!  Get it over with.

Kenji puts down his cup and peers a long beat into Jake's eyes.  He has no 
evil in his manner, even regret.

			KENJI
	Honto ni is a code of honor.  The warriors must be equal, they must 
	be equally willing.  They must each have debts to repay.

			JAKE
	What do I owe you?

			KENJI
	I have taken your honor.  I have attacked you shamelessly...twice.

			JAKE
	The cobra and the knives.

			KENJI
	One cannot excuse such attacks.  One must repay them in kind.  You 
	must repay them.

			JAKE
	If I've got a score to settle with anybody, it's Mapuhe.

ON KENJI

He is growing frustrated.

			KENJI
	If you do not choose to fight me for your honor, then I may settle 
	my own debt without shame.

			JAKE
	You mean, kill me.  You sure take the long way around.

			KENJI
	Not you.  This is honto ni.  A fellow warrior for a fellow warrior.

The full impact of Kenji's plan hits Jake.

			JAKE
	Corky.

Kenji bows.

			JAKE
	That's crazy!  He never did anything to you.

Anger flooding into Jake, he goes for Kenji across the tea table, sending 
the porcelain cups flying.  But, Mapuhe's men are quick to pull him off 
Kenji and hold him, their knives ready to strike.  Kenji is only slightly 
ruffled.

			KENJI
	Nor did Kisuro do anything to you.  Yet you killed him.

			JAKE
	In war!  And we're both out of that, now.

			KENJI
	Not yet.
		(to men)
	Release him.

KENJI AND JAKE

They stand, squared off at each other, one fierce with pride, the other 
with outrage.

			JAKE
	So you want me to fight you.

			KENJI
	If that is your wish.

			JAKE
	That's the ceremony, isn't it?

Kenji nods.

			JAKE
	And, I get to choose the weapons.

Another bow.

			JAKE
	How about...fighter planes.  I don't suppose you've got a couple of 
	those lying around this sinkhole.

Jake can't resist a small smile of victory.  To his surprise, Kenji smiles 
in return.

			KENJI
	The ceremony shall be observed.

					DISSOLVE TO

EXTERIOR BEACH - NIGHT

Jake and Kenji are putting ashore from a canoe being paddled by Mapuhe's 
men.  They have blackened their faces like commandos.  Kenji still wears 
the red headband.

			JAKE'S VOICE OVER
	No matter what code of honor he was using as an excuse, Kenji Miura 
	was a killer...about the most cold blooded I ever wanted to meet.  
	He'd planned this trap for me down to the last stitch on his 
	brother's headband...Japanese mothers make headbands for their sons 
	with a thousand stitches from strangers...a thousand good wishes, 
	and not one for me.

ANOTHER ANGLE

Jake and Kenji wade ashore, the men in the canoe disappearing.  Kenji 
leads Jake up the beach and into some trees at a crouch.

			JAKE'S VOICE OVER
		(continuing)
	He knew I'd pick planes to fight him with, and guess what...a little 
	more than a mile from Kenaru was the secret Tori Hado airstrip.  A 
	thousand lucky stitches is a lot of stitches.

THEIR POINT OF VIEW - JAPANESE SENTRY

He passes by Jake and Kenji at a slow gait, rifle loosely across his 
shoulder.  Beyond him is a darkened mass of camouflage netting.

ON JAKE

He studies the back of Kenji's neck, slowly putting his hands up and 
around it.  At the first touch, Kenji starts, turning to Jake, not 
resisting the hands around his throat.

			JAKE
		(whispering)
	What's to stop me from killing you here?

			KENJI
		You may.
		(beat)
	But, you know the answer or you would not have asked...you would 
	have acted.

Jake takes his hands away from Kenji.  They tremble.

			KENJI
		(continuing)
	Unless they see us fighting in the sky, Mapuhe's men will kill your 
	two friends.

			JAKE
	He's got to know, if he does that I'll get him...I'll find 
	him...I'll ---

			KENJI
	You see...you also believe in honto ni.

As if this dismisses the topic, Kenji turns to the dark camouflage.

			KENJI
		(continuing)
	I have been here many nights.  The guards are believers in their own 
	secrecy.  They are few...they accept what they see as long as it is 
	familiar.

Kenji produces Japanese pilots' headgear from under his jacket and hands 
it to Jake.  Jake slips it on.  They creep to the edge of the camouflage.

AT THE CAMOUFLAGE

Jake helps Kenji peel the camouflage netting off what is clearly an 
aircraft wing.

			JAKE
	I haven't brought this up before, but this is a bomber base, you 
	know.

			KENJI
	Indeed.  But bombers are very expensive.  They need protection.

The netting falls away revealing a Japanese Zero fighter.  Jake gives it a 
long look, swallowing hard.

			KENJI
		(continuing)
	Zero-sens.  Very good protection.  I believe it is time two of them 
	were bound on a dawn patrol.

					CUT TO

EXTERIOR SKY - DAY - SUNRISE - STOCK

The growl of a single-engine fighter approaches.

EXTERIOR  SKY - DAY - ZERO - STOCK

It is alone in the dawn sky.

EXTERIOR JAKE'S CANOPY - DAY

Wearing the Japanese flying cap, Jake is carefully looking at his 
controls, flying gingerly, getting the feel of the craft.

			JAKE'S VOICE OVER
	It's stretching the point to say fighter planes are like bicycles.

JAKE'S POINT OF VIEW - THE CONTROL PANEL

Japanese markings make the controls a confusing maze.

			JAKE'S VOICE OVER
		(continuing)
	But, if you can ride one, you're supposed to be able to ride them 
	all.  A ride is one thing, a dogfight's another.

EXTERIOR SKY - DAY - SECOND ZERO - STOCK

Diving out of the sky at Jake's plane, guns ratcheting.

EXTERIOR KENJI'S CANOPY - DAY

He hauls on the stick, forcing his plane out of it, diving and turning.

VARIOUS SHOTS - STOCK

The fight is on for real, both Zeros twisting through the sky.

EXTERIOR MAPUHE'S VILLAGE - DAY

Outside in the village street everyone has stopped to watch the planes.  
Sarah, Corky and Jack look skyward.

			SARAH
	How're we supposed to know which one is Jake?

			CORKY
	He's the one that's gonna win!

Jack barks twice.

EXTERIOR JAKE'S CANOPY - DAY

He feels the sharp rap of machine gun bullets as Kenji stitches Jake's 
plane.  He banks sharply.

ANGLE - JAKE'S ZERO - STOCK

as it goes into an ungainly barrel roll, narrowly avoiding the tracers.  
After a beat, Kenji's plane races by and goes into a turn for another 
pass.

EXTERIOR KENJI'S CANOPY - DAY

as he homes in on his target.  He checks his sights and presses the 
trigger button.

ANGLE - JAKE'S PLANE - STOCK

as the machine gun bullets stitch its side.  Again, Jake violently yanks 
the stick, putting his plane on its side.

ANGLE - KENJI'S PLANE - STOCK

Kenji guns his sputtering engine and dives for the kill.

EXTERIOR JAKE'S CANOPY - DAY

He's watching Kenji, waiting for the right moment.  Kenji is getting 
closer by the second.  Just as its guns open up, Jake yanks the stick and 
stakes his plane into a sharp climb.

CLOSE ON KENJI

He's missed.  Panics as he sees:

KENJI'S POINT OF VIEW - JAKE'S PLANE

On top of Kenji's plane now.  Jake opens fire.

KENJI'S PLANE - STOCK

Taking a deadly hit, flaming, and exploding.

ON JAKE

Looking down, an instant until he reacts to the sound of his engine 
sputtering.  He opens up the hatch, enveloped in smoke as he struggles to 
get out.

EXTERIOR SKY - DAY - JAKE

Parachuting down to the water.

EXTERIOR BEACH - DAY

Near the Goose.  Corky, Sarah and Jack race to the beach ahead of Mapuhe 
and the villagers.

			SARAH
	Is it Jake?

Jack barks twice.

			CORKY
	But, he doesn't have a life jacket.

EXTERIOR WATER - DAY

Jake plunges into the water, fighting to release his chute.  The sound of 
the crashing surf is loud.

JAKE'S POINT OF VIEW - REEF

Very close, deadly surf pounding it.

			SARAH
		(panic)
	He's going to drown!

			MAPUHE
	If reef doesn't cut him up first.  And, of course, there are the 
	sharks.

			SARAH
	Do something!  Send your men out in a boat.

			MAPUHE
	We could do that.
		(a smile)
	But, there's the risk to consider.  Lose a boat, very expensive.  
	Lose men...ah, don't want to think about it...Many Tefaras wailing 
	all day and all night.  I'd need something of real value.

			CORKY
	We don't have anything, Mapuhe.

			MAPUHE
		(looks to Jack)
	That's not so...is it, Jack?

CLOSE ON JACK

Jack barks twice.  He backs away from Mapuhe.

ON CORKY AND SARAH

as they turn and look at Jack...then each other.

EXTERIOR WATER - DAY

Jake floundering around in the water, the tide pushing him toward the 
reef.

ON THE NATIVE'S BOAT

paddling furiously toward Jake.

ON JAKE

Losing strength, going under.

THE BOAT

Guided by the parachute on the water's surface, two natives dive in, 
disappear, resurface with Jake, unconscious now as he's pulled into the 
boat.

					FADE OUT

			_END OF ACT FOUR_


			_TAG_

FADE IN

INTERIOR MONKEY BAR - NIGHT

The place is moderately busy.  Jake, Corky and Sarah are sitting at a 
table trying to console Jack who has his patch back on.  The atmosphere at 
the table is icy thanks to Jack, who is pissed at all three of them.

			JAKE
		(finally)
	Don't you think you're taking this just a little too far, Jack?

Jack barks once that he doesn't.

			JAKE
		(continuing)
	I just don't see...pardon the expression...how you can be mad at me 
	this time.  I didn't lose your eye.  I was in the water.

Jack isn't giving in.  He looks from one to the other.

			CORKY
	Don't look at me...I mean, ah...skip it.
		(to Jake)
	He'll cool off, give him time.

Jack barks once he won't.

			SARAH
		(to Jack)
	You're really out of line, you know that.  It was either Jake's life 
	or your eye.  We didn't have any choice.

Jack barks twice that they did.

			JAKE
	Thanks, Jack.
		(to Sarah)
	Never, ever give him a set up like that.  He'll take it every time.

			CORKY
	I think I know what's gettin' his goat, Jake.  You let Mapuhe get 
	away with it...the eye, I mean.

			JAKE
	I..._let_ him?  By the time I woke up, Mapuhe and his buddies were 
	half way to the Sulu Sea.  But, you have my word, Jack, if I ever 
	run into that guy ---

ON JACK

He hops off the chair in the middle of Jake's pledge.

BACK WIDE

Jake throws his hands up in the air.  Corky looks at his empty beer bottle 
and stands.

			CORKY
	I'll buy him a beer, Jake...help him forget.

Corky walks away toward the bar.  Sarah suddenly remembers something.  She 
leans in conspiratorially.

			SARAH
	Maybe Jack is ticked off, but I happen to know that certain people 
	in certain high places are very grateful for what you did.

			JAKE
	You've been on the radio again.

She nods.

			JAKE
	This time you mentioned my name.

			SARAH
	Not exactly.  But, now I don't think anyone doubts that the Japanese 
	definitely have a secret airbase on Tori Hado.

			JAKE
	You mean a bomber base.

			SARAH
	Well...that's not confirmed.

			JAKE
	I was there.  I saw it.  What more do they want?

			SARAH
		(beat)
	Pictures.

She smiles prettily.  Before Jake can say no, we:

					FREEZE FRAME

					FADE OUT

			_THE END_



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