FADE IN
EXT. MIYAGI-DO - AFTERNOON
We cut to the sight of DANIEL, taking careful steps along Miyagi-Do's pebble path, now without the aid of a cane, wincing occasionally as sharp pain grips his ankles. He has his everyday clothes on, not wearing his hachimaki either. His brows are furrowed as he stares at the ground deep in thought. Finally, he looks up to the sound of the dojo's gate opening. He puts on a labored smile as the STUDENTS begin pouring in, evidently coming straight from school, with MIGUEL and SAM leading the pack, otherwise consisting mostly of Miyagi-Do students, including...
CHRIS
(relieved expression as he approaches Daniel) Sensei! Are you doin' ok?! We were all so worried!
DANIEL
Hello, Chris. I'm... managing, thank you. Doing better every day, in fact. I'm sorry you had to wait so long for this class, but there were suddenly a lot matters I had to attend to. We'll talk about this in a moment.
Chris nods and moves to his spot. Daniel looks over the gathered group, a frown breaks out on his visage.
DANIEL
Thank you for coming, everyone! We will wait a bit longer, hopefully more of our friends are still going to join us...
A tense silence falls over the gathering. Suddenly, Miguel squints as he looks towards the gate, where, somewhat furtively, DEMETRI's face peeks through, before the rest of his body crosses into the dojo. Miguel and Sam step out of the row to meet him, their faces showing pleasant surprise.
SAM
Demetri! Where have you been?!
MIGUEL
And what's with the sneakiness?
DEMETRI
(embarrassed) Hi guys. Sorry, had to make sure I wasn't in for a nasty surprise before stepping inside. I've been keeping a low profile recently, to be honest with you. I think there may be a bounty on my head...
SAM
Bounty?! What are you talking about?
DEMETRI
After what Eli got me into, I'm pretty sure every last Cobra is out for my blood. And now that I have stopped returning his calls, he and his lapdogs may well be out for it, too. So excuse me if I come across as... a little paranoid.
MIGUEL
What did he have you do?
DEMETRI
Well, take an active part in an abduction and vehicular assault. Basically, he had me poke the cobra's nest with a speeding car. Not my car, granted, but I don't think this makes my situation all that much better.
MIGUEL
(shakes his head) Hawk's gone off his rocker...
SAM
(incredulous) Did he threaten you? Why didn't you ask us for help?!
DEMETRI
(lowers his eyes) He... he didn't, Sam... One reason I avoided you guys was that... I was ashamed. And I was ashamed because I... went along of my own free will.
SAM/MIGUEL
What?!
DEMETRI
I know, this sounds nuts, and I've got no excuse for my... imbecility. But he caught at a time when I was really worried about losing him as a friend. You see, it seemed like me and Yas were done at that point...
SAM
Really?! I'm sorry to hear that!
MIGUEL
What happened?
DEMETRI
I'll... explain later, ok? It's a bit complicated. Anyway, Eli showed me what I thought was genuine support when I told him about it, and after the whole business with Kyler I was already anxious, felt I was skating on thin ice as it was. I just couldn't bear thinking I'd lose Eli too in such short succession. (sighs) So I almost followed him off the cliff. I'm sorry, I hope I've pulled back before it is too late.
SAM
(moves in to hug him) It's alright, Demetri, we all make mistakes. What matters is you're back with us now. We'll find a way to fix it.
MIGUEL
You're saying you've been keeping away from Hawk now?
DEMETRI
That's right, no idea what he's been up to since that drive-by.
MIGUEL
(frowns) It worries me to even think about it...
SAM
You think we're going to have to take everyone and go after him?
MIGUEL
(shakes his head) That sounds like a disaster in the making... He's said he'd be here, I don't think he'd go back on his word... If only Sensei was with us. I'm sure he'd be more persuasive...
DEMETRI
(dubiously) You think your Sensei would have a problem with what he's doing? Isn't Eli going with what he's taught you, in essence?
MIGUEL
(shakes his head more vigorously) Sensei wouldn't want us to resort to mob tactics. He wouldn't want us to cross the line like that.
SAM
I hope he hasn't crossed that line himself. Alright, I think dad wants us to hear him out.
They nod to each other and walk back among the rows. Demetri looks down in shame as he passes Chris, who regards him accusingly, then stands on the side, by himself.
DANIEL
(lets out a sigh, bows) Very well, I suppose there is no use waiting any longer. Once again, thank you all for coming. I have been made aware of the events that transpired during my absence, and while, let me be clear on this, I wholeheartedly disapprove with the actions some of you have taken in response to my... being put out of commission, I understand that confusion and anger may have driven you to act out the way you did. You have violated the teachings of Miyagi-Do, no two ways about it, but (a corner of his mouth curls up) even the best student can sometimes go astray, experience has taught me as much. Hence I'm not going to punish you for your... transgressions, only ask that you reflect on the impulses which led you to do the things you have done, and that you look out for each other now, both to protect one another and to keep one another from becoming wayward again.
The Students nod, relieved, some faces expressing remorse.
DANIEL
One reason for my being lenient as I am is that I have strong suspicions as to just who may have been the prime mover behind the scenes of this whole debacle. And I don't mean any of our absent partners here, no. The man I'm talking about is the same man responsible for my leave of absence, the man who I believe has established himself at Cobra Kai as Kreese's co-Sensei, (Students regard him with surprised looks) with the ultimate aim of wreaking as much havoc and misery among me and my students as he possibly can. (nods gravely) Yes, my friends, we are dealing with a man who has long ago declared himself my sworn enemy, and whose deviousness and ruthlessness far surpasses even that of John Kreese. His name, I believe, is Terry Silver, and it is a name I cannot caution you against strongly enough. (draws a deep breath) This brings me to my next point. In the course of an investigationI have done into the man's dealings around these parts I found out that he now has his fingers in the All-Valley pie, and he's sunk them deep, too, all but hijacked its organization from what I could gather...(dramatic pose) I'm afraid this precludes our participation in the tournament.
The Students cry out in disbelief.
DANIEL
I am deeply sorry I had to break this to you like that, but you have to trust me when I say this is for your own good. Terry Silver is a sadist, the last time I encountered him, and I was your age then, he made me suffer. I have every reason to believe he intends to make you all suffer as well, all for the crime of representing Miyagi-Do, and that he has been far more thorough in his preparation for it this time around.
SAM
(shocked) Dad! But what are you suggesting he could do?!
DANIEL
Sam, the true answer is I don't know, other than that he's going to do something. This man is a walking definition of insanity and unpredictability, which is why I cannot allow you to endanger yourselves by competing.
MIGUEL
(incredulous) Sensei, but we've... trained so hard!
DANIEL
I know how disappointed you must feel now, and I know nothing I could say would fully relieve that feeling. But this is the only choice I could make in good conscience in light of what I've learned.
CHRIS
So you're saying we're just gonna run 'n hide from him, Sensei?!
He is answered by an insolent cackle coming from behind Daniel. Everyone's eyes turn towards...
HAWK
(walking towards them from the gate) You surprised, Douchebag? Running away is a time-honored tradition at Miyagi-Do!
He swaggers right up to Daniel, gazing into his eyes impudently.
HAWK
(with a number of EAGLE FANG STUDENTS following after him) Hello, Sensei.
DANIEL
(stern look) Hawk. Happy you have joined us at last.
HAWK
Oh, we've been just outside for a while now, figured we'd listen in a little before making our entrance. But then I remembered I wanted to thank you for the advice you gave me the last time. It helped tip the balance whenI squared off against your princess' ex (winks at Sam as she watches him with a scowl).
DANIEL
I'm glad my teachings have been of use to you. Now that you've seen the wisdom in listening to them, heed my words when I tell you to stop inciting fights between the dojos immediately.
HAWK
(feigned surprise) Inciting? (holds up and rotates the cast) I did not incite this, I only picked up the gauntlet. Plus I wouldn't call 'em fights exactly, I'd call 'em takedowns (smirks defiantly).
DANIEL
(admonishing glare) Listen to me, Hawk! Karate isn't about exacting revenge! You are gravely misappropriating it and it will come at a price you're not prepared to pay!... In fact, you nay be thinking you're the man with the gun now, but what you're actually doing is digging a hole around yourself that will soon be too big for you to crawl out of.
HAWK
(dubious frown) Riiight, me taking out the trash that wanted to put us six feet under is the same as me diggin' up a hole for myself, makes sense... Besides, was it you then that incited the fight between you and Kreese, Sensei? If not, how come your "defense only" rule didn't work?
DANIEL
It wasn't a... wait, how do you know I had a fight with Kreese?
HAWK
(shrugs) Word gets around...
DANIEL
(insistent) And just who exactly spread it around to you?
HAWK
(with slight hesitation) A friend...
DANIEL
Is that so, a pony-tailed friend going by the name of Terry Silver perhaps? (as Hawk strains to keep a poker face) You are being manipulated, my friend. An evil man is pulling at your strings without you even realizing it!
HAWK
(angry snarl) No one's pullin' at my strings anymore, I answer to no one! I went my own way instead of listenin' to the prattle of wanna-be mentors like you, and guess what? I'm finally gettin' results. So go ahead, take your Miyagi-Do and go hide in a bunker while we finish the job.
DANIEL
The only job you're doing is that of our enemy. I cannot let you carry on with it.
HAWK
(baring his gritted teeth) Oh yeah, Sensei? Well, go on then, do what you've been itching to do since that private session we had. (assumes a fighting stance) But don't expect me to just stand here and take it, because, quite honestly, between you and me (points the cast at him) I think I've got the upper hand.
MIGUEL
HAWK, THAT'S ENOUGH!
He steps out of the row, intent on closing in on Hawk, but then his eyes go wide as they zero in on something past the arguing pair, and he freezes in place.
DANIEL
(incredulous, his attention focused on Hawk) You actually expect me to fight you?
HAWK
(likewise, his gaze fixed on Daniel) Actually, I fully expect you to pussy out, just as you pussied out after CK handed you your ass. But maybe you'll surprise me.
DANIEL
(trying on a calming voice) Hawk, listen to yourself, you are not acting rationally. We are not going to fight...
HAWK
Why, because your princess let out the one trick you had up your sleeve?
VOICE
(coming from behind) No. Because it's us that are gonna fight.
Hawk and the Eagle Fang Students spin in place as if jolted. Daniel lifts up his eyes from Hawk to behold...
JOHNNY, covered in purple bruises, scabs and dried blood, with a black eye and tattered clothes completing the picture - a picture so dire that the Eagle Fang Students part rapidly before in shock, while Miguel just stares at him slack-jawed. Johnny comes up to Daniel, seemingly heedless of the rest of the gathering.
DANIEL
(almost whispering) Johnny...
JOHNNY
Back from the dead (looks down at his body)... barely... but enough to invite you to the mat, dear partner.
DANIEL
(frowning in disbelief) Johnny, are you... are you alright? You look like you need help, Johnny, you look even worse than when we last spoke! You're obviously in no shape to do karate, c'mon, I'll take you to the hospital...
JOHNNY
(blazing glare) No. Hospital. You ain't a doctor to be tellin' me what shape I'm in, and I ain't a car that you can look under my hood.
DANIEL
(eyeroll) Well, somebody should look under your hood, Johnny. Seriously.
JOHNNY
Not until after we're done. And maybe we'll shop around for a two-for-one deal because you're goin' to that mat with me now, and you ain't gonna wriggle your way outta this...
DANIEL
(incredulous) But, Johnny, why?! What's come over you?!
JOHNNY
(furious) What's come over me?! I've come over to hear you throw in the towel like a goddamn coward! A quitter! You're gonna go to mat with me now to show everyone you've still got any backbone left or I swear I'm gonna make this guy (casts a glance at Hawk, who is standing to the side with a look of curiosity) my new co-sensei. At least he doesn't fold like a lawnchair at first sign of trouble!
DANIEL
(holds up his hands, measured tone) Johnny, with all due respect, you don't know who we're dealing with. This isn't the time for... juvenile displays of brava...
His utterance is cut short as Johnny darts up to him and BITCHSLAPS the side of his face at full swing, sending Daniel reeling away, doubled over and dazed, the sharp sound of the slap like a clap of thunder.
JOHNNY
HOW'S THAT FOR DUE RESPECT, DAN?!
SAM
(panicked) DAD!
MIGUEL
(distraught) SENSEI, YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!
Sam runs over to Daniel, who motions her to calm down while rubbing his red cheek.
DANIEL
(soothingly) It's alright, honey, I'm ok. (he straightens up, faces Johnny with renewed resolve) Alright, hotshot. You want a fight with a guy who can barely walk? Then I'm all too happy to oblige you. Hope you get to feel proud afterwards.
JOHNNY
(curling the sides of his mouth down) Boo-hoo-hoo. Like you're the only one that's messed up. (he grabs his shirt and tears it off his chest, revealing the bloody gash, held together by the few remaining stitches and strips of duct tape, as the Students gasp in horror) Well, I just had my guts rearranged, so why don't you stop your whinin' and get ready to show you deserve to be called a sensei?!
DANIEL
(regarding the wound with astonishment) This is about the most misguided thing I could think of doing now (sighs), but it looks like I'd be just wasting my breath trying to talk you out of it. (spreads out his arms) Can we at least switch to more fitting clothes first?
JOHNNY
I left my gi at home. Besides... (he stretches his naked torso, groans) I'm fine like this.
DANIEL
(shakes his head) Suit yourself. Just take that belt off. I'll give you one without a buckle.
JOHNNY
Why, you plannin' on hittin' me below the belt?
DANIEL
I'm just done getting hit by hard objects in what's supposed to be a hand-to-hand fight. It's enough that I have to worry about your thick skull.
JOHNNY
(smirks) Not just the skull, Dan, not just the skull.
DANIEL
(annoyed grimace) Right, that's why you're getting a replacement belt, so you don't end up throwing your balls around.
JOHNNY
(snorts) Yeah, well, expect me to go balls to the wall regardless.
DEMETRI
(under his breath) Those can actually be pretty useful in a fight, as we recently learned...
Johnny and Daniel head towards the dojo as Hawk approaches Demetri, who regards him with trepidation.
HAWK
(pointing to Johnny's gash) So, your pussy gonna look like that when you're done with your transition, Demeter?
DEMETRI
(disgusted) Go to hell, Eli.
HAWK
(shrugs) Still not as big pussy as the one you're being now, bailin' on us just as we were really gettin' the ball rollin', running for cover to your khaleesi (casts a glance at Sam).
MIGUEL
(confrontational) Leave him alone, Hawk!
HAWK
(impudent smile) I was just congratulating him on what a great job he's done rollin' that car straight into Cobra Kai's den. (reptilian gaze) Pretty sure he rammed that SUV right up the bitch's ass.
SAM
(casual) Actually, it was a swing and a miss, I'm afraid.
HAWK
(thrown off balance) And how the hell would you know that?
SAM
(shrugs) Oh you know, us girls like to trade stories of guys hitting on us... especially when they end in an epic fail.
Hawk answers her with an angry scowl and walks off, towards the dojo. The others follow him shortly after, exchanging troubled looks.
Cut to the inside of the dojo, where Johnny, positioned on one side of the mat, continues stretching his limbs, while Daniel, now in his gi, is initially going through his kata, but after a moment, having watched Johnny's warm-up in frustration, he switches to equivalent exercises, focusing on his legs and feet. The Students have all gathered round to watch.
DANIEL
(moving his ankles in evident discomfort, under his breath) I could sure use some of that magic touch of yours, Mr Miyagi. (speaks up) Last time you had to work to get me hobbling, now you've got that going in. Listen, how about we make our respective sore spots off limits, huh?
JOHNNY
Don't worry, Dan. I'm not gonna bring up being your daughter's favorite Sensei.
DANIEL
(as Sam frowns) Yeah, ok. I'm not going to bring up who your son's favorite Sensei is either.
JOHNNY
You'd better not. But apart from this, you ain't gettin' any special treatment. A real sensei is ready for anything at any time, not just when it's convenient for him.
DANIEL
(sighs) Whatever you say, hotshot... Alright, let's get on with it.
The two Senseis face each other, standing erect. Our POV rotates 360 degrees at the center of the mat, panning across Daniel beginning the bow, then along a row of Students, including Miguel and Sam with their anxious expressions, as well as Demetri and Chris, watching the proceedings with visible distaste, then to Johnny finishing his bow, squinting forebodingly, then to Hawk with his impish smirk, and his followers, Mitch staring with his mouth slightly ajar, then back to Daniel... except in the meantime the scene shifts from the dojo to the auditorium of the 1984's All Valley Arena, seats packed to the brim with excited spectators, and the pan comes to a stop on 1984's Daniel, looking nervous yet tenacious. Cut to Johnny, also in his '84 version, his expression basically the same as in the present - with maybe an added touch of anger - then to a side view of the fighters - the same shot we know from the movie, with Johnny immediately breaking into a run and launching himself into the air to deliver a jumping front kick... except just at the moment young Daniel begins dodging the attack to the side, time slows down, and we zoom in on a close-up of Johnny, whose body disintegrates into a mosaic of differently-colored polygonal shards, which then move back in unison, like a school of fish, and, while the surroundings shift back to the dojo, reassemble themselves into present-day Johnny, who ends his run not with a jump but with a feint, which prompts the - now also present-day - Daniel to make the dodge, to which Johnny reacts by throwing himself on his back to the ground, and sweeping Daniel up, bringing him down. Daniel gasps as Johnny's foot smashes into his ankles, sending them flying back as he falls on his face.
JOHNNY
(jumping back on his feet, a merciless smile on his face) You should've seen it coming this time.
DANIEL
(through gritted teeth) Yeah, I should've seen coming that us fighting would bring out the asshole in you.
JOHNNY
You implyin' he ever left?
DANIEL
Thought so once, but now I'm having doubts, true.
Daniel gathers himself up, takes on a defensive stance. We shift back to '84, where Johnny unleashes a series of - mostly spinning - kicks interspersed with some punches, while Daniel moves back, dodges, and occasionally blocks, until he finally gets an opening to land a punch to Johnny's chest. As his fist shoots out, we move in for a slow-motion close-up to see it lose its solidity, turn into a racing swarm of polygons, which all rotate simultaneously mid-flight, turning up different textures, and then re-solidify into present-day Daniel's fist as it slams into present-day Johnny's sliced-up chest. Johnny's body jack-knifes as he reels from the blow, Daniel's face showing some remorse, but quickly turning rigid.
DANIEL
Tit for tat, Johnny.
JOHNNY
(with a strained grin) Wouldn't have it any other way, Dan.
He straightens up with a groan and gives Daniel a playful shove, pushing him right back into '84. Johnny then advances with a cross punch followed by him grabbing Daniel by the arm and backsweeping him, tripping him onto his back. Then, as Daniel's leg shoots up to push Johnny away, Johnny dissolves into the shards which then part before the leg, forming a roughly round-shaped hole for it to fly into, which, as the shards reassemble, turns out to be the space between present-day Johnny's chest and his bent left arm; a space that rapidly closes itself on now present-day Daniel's thigh, with Johnny raising his other arm, and dropping the elbow on Daniel's leg...
... only to halt its fall inches from the strung out knee.
JOHNNY
(smiling through gritted teeth) Gotcha.
DANIEL
(panting) Well... that was a welcome subversion of expectations...
JOHNNY
Next one won't be so pleasant.
DANIEL
(defiant scowl) For you.
He tears his leg away from Johnny's grasp, and lifts himself up and into '84. The rivals prance around each other for a moment, before Johnny throws a side kick to Daniel's head, which the latter dives under, to then seize Johnny's standing foot with his legs and topple him over, onto his face, and follow up with a punch aimed at the back of his head. As Daniel's fist flies in an arc towards its target, it shatters into polygonal bits, which then swerve from their course and instead hurtle towards Johnny's shoulder as they recombine into present-day Daniel's now open hand. The hand pins the now naked shoulder to the ground, just as present-day Johnny attempts to push himself off of it.
DANIEL
(scowling) Got you.
Cut to Miguel and Sam exchanging awkward looks.
JOHNNY
(snorts) Last few days've taught me it's not about catchin' the guy. It's about holdin' on...
He rolls out from under Daniel's grasp and into the All-Valley. Then he charges, punching, then kneeing, which Daniel blocks with his thigh, then punching again and sending Daniel crashing to and rolling on the mat. As the body rolls, it disintegrates, the polygons making another coordinated rotation, and coming up with present-day Daniel's textures as they reforge themselves into him. Daniel makes an attempt to get back on his feet, but the leg buckles under him, and only by shooting his hand out for support does he stop himself from falling back down.
JOHNNY
(admonishing look) C'MON, DAN, THIS AIN'T OVER YET!
DANIEL
(grunting as he forces himself to stand up) Is it ever going to be over with you, Johnny?
JOHNNY
(almost a whisper) It's now or never, LaRusso.
As Daniel straightens himself up, his back fills the frame, and as he steps away, we are in '84 yet again. Daniel hobbles back to the center of the mat, as Johnny vibrates in his spot, fists raised. Then he runs up to Daniel, throws a hook, with Daniel countering with a roundhouse kick to his chest. Johnny grabs onto the leg, and the camera zooms in on a close-up view of his face, as it reconfigures itself from 84' Johnny clenched-jaw scowl to present-day Johnny's notably more wrinkled and rougher furrowed brow, as he gasps with pain from the knee's impact to his wound. He kicks Daniel's standing leg from under him, but at the same time Daniel wraps his arm around his neck, allowing him to drag Johnny along on his way down. Johnny gasps as his chest slams into Daniel's leg as they both hit the floor; he holds onto the leg convulsively, his right knee drawn up and aimed at Daniel's wide open crotch. The latter cries out as the knee makes the target (brief cut to Miguel cringing), then angrily pummels Johnny in the side with his free elbow until he rolls away.
DANIEL
(massaging his family jewels, frowning deeply) There really is no blow too low for you, is there, Johnny?
JOHNNY
(as he gathers himself up laboriously) The question is, is there a blow too high for you, Dan...
DANIEL
(facing Johnny, he nods with a dogged expression, as the implication dawns on him) Alright, Johnny, fine. I see there's only one way to cap this off.
JOHNNY
(smirks tauntingly) I'll tell you what, Dan - you pull this off, and I'll let you take this point.
DANIEL
(snorts) I pull this off and you better hope there's someone willing to take you out of here.
JOHNNY
Lately I've been through worse than whatever illegal kick you can throw at me. Besides, you ain't gonna pull off squat by flappin' your tongue.
Daniel clams up, stands up erect, tentatively lifts his leg and arms. After a quick cut to Sam with her eyes going wide, we shift back to the All-Valley for the last time, to the side-view of Daniel assuming a crane pose, and Johnny twitching restlessly in his spot before advancing, his right fist drawn back. At the exact moment Daniel launches himself into the air with his left leg, we zoom in on the foot, as it disintegrates into the shards and reforms into present-day Daniel's foot, with the shards moving like a ripple up his body, transforming it on the way as the body flies in the air in slow motion. Finally, the polygonal wave reaches up to Daniel's right foot just when it is about to connect with Johnny's face, but as the shards envelop and reconstitute the very tip of the foot, we see that its movement abruptly ceases, mere inches away from now present-day Johnny's chin, and begins its inexorable downward descent, while Daniel's face registers excruciating - and ultimately futile - strain.
Johnny reacts swiftly, ducking and sweeping Daniel up before his striking foot reaches the mat, toppling him over. We watch in slow motion as Daniel collapses with his brow furrowed and eyes shut tight, sending ripples across the mat as his back lands with a thud. Cut to Sam as she lowers her gaze, with Miguel standing next to her with a troubled frown, then to Hawk, as the corner of his mouth curls up, finally to Johnny, towering over his downed opponent, smiling, yet bitterly, as if he halfway hoped to be able to relive that episode of his youth in its entirety, rather than be reminded of the vagaries of age at the most crucial moment. He briefly gazes into the distance, as the phantom shouts of the All-Valley audience fade away into nothingness, then turns his eyes back to Daniel, who is now massaging the upper part of his right thigh.
JOHNNY
Couldn't lift it this final stretch, huh?
DANIEL
(sour) Believe me, Johnny, it wasn't for lack of trying.
JOHNNY
Yeah, I believe you. Now come on, get up, no use sniveling on the floor...
He reaches down to give Daniel a hand, but is stopped mid-bend by a sound coming from the back; a sound resembling clapping, but not quite...
He (as well as the Students) turn their heads towards the dojo's exit to behold KREESE, standing in the now open door, and slapping his exposed tattooed bicep with his one remaining hand, a look of a proud parent on his face.
KREESE
You did it, Johnny, congratulations! You sweeped the leg!
JOHNNY
(furious snarl) KREESE! You've got some nerve coming here!
DANIEL
(angry/baffled)... again!
As Daniel picks himself off the floor on the double, Johnny dashes towards Kreese (with Hawk visible in the background with an alarmed expression), only for Miguel and Sam to cut in front of him, their hands held out, motioning him to stop.
MIGUEL
(frantically) SENSEI, WAIT! HOLD ON! He's here to talk!
JOHNNY
(incredulous frown) Him? Talk? And you know that how exactly?!
DANIEL
(as he catches up to Johnny) Oh I've had quite enough of his "talks" already...
SAM
Dad, please! At least let him say what he came here to say!
JOHNNY
(as Daniel stares at Sam slackjawed) Well, I for one want him to talk. About his Sensei buddy at least.
As Miguel holds Johnny back from charging at Kreese, the latter calmly makes a step to the side, to make way for...
BOBBY
He's going to tell you all you need to know, Johnny.
JOHNNY
(eyes wide) Bobby?
DANIEL
(bewildered) Bobby?! As in the...
BOBBY
(nodding to Daniel) Same Bobby from the Cobra Kai gang, hello, Daniel. Pleasure to meet you again, much as it was a pleasure to meet your lovely daughter (nods to Sam).
SAM
(chirpily) Hello, Father!
DANIEL
(completely uncomprehending) Father?! Sam, you know him?!
SAM
Yup. We met at the hospital. He now kicks ass for the Lord.
JOHNNY
(to Bobby) What the hell are you doin' here with him?(motions to Kreese, who watches the scene with thinly veiled amusement).
BOBBY
I came on his request to help make peace between you, Johnny.
JOHNNY/DANIEL
Peace?!
BOBBY
Yes, gentlemen, peace. Seeing as he has already made peace with your students...
KREESE
Some of them, at least.
Cut to Hawk, watching the scene with eyes narrowed, fist clenched, and all muscles held taut.
JOHNNY
(to Miguel) What is he talkin' about?
MIGUEL
(scratches his head) Let's just say a lot happened while you were gone, Sensei.
DANIEL
(to Kreese, still sounding incredulous) You were just here assisting that psychopath in maiming me...
KREESE
(lowers his eyes) I did indeed, and for that I'd like to express my utmost regret. It went much further than I would have liked, and, in fact, it sowed the seeds of discord which in the end (casts a glance at his stump) led to our rather acrimonious split. That is why I am here, I want to amend the mistake I have made by reintroducing Terry into all of our lives (his eyes sweep over the other Senseis), to rather dire results judging by the looks of you.
JOHNNY
(scowling) How do we know this isn't some kinda trick?
KREESE
If you're referring to my hand here, feel free to come have a look, see if I'm not cleverly hiding it somewhere out of sight, a sleight of hand if you will... Now, I suppose your son's word as to my sincerity would not suffice for you. (motions to Bobby) How about your friend's word, then?
BOBBY
While we were in the hospital, John asked me to protect Miguel, from who I now understand to be the underlings of that man Terry Silver. If this were to be all a ruse to fool us, then it'd make for an insanely elaborate one.
DANIEL
Alright, well, supposing you're telling us the truth. Just what exactly do you want from us?
KREESE
Before Terry's arrival, we were in a state of cold war. He wants this war to turn hot, searing hot, and he's had a certain measure of success at turning up the heat already. What I want is simply that we keep our students from engaging in hostilities against the other side, so that the best dojo goes on to win the tournament, nothing more.
BOBBY
Surely a reasonable proposal, don't you agree, gentlemen?
JOHNNY
(through his teeth) Too reasonable...
DANIEL
It was never my intent to have my students engage in hostilities of any kind, but how can they know they're not going to end up like I did if they let their guard down?
KREESE
I don't want them to let their guard down by any means. I have expelled Terry from my dojo, but we would be foolish to assume we've seen the last of him. I believe it is crucial that we focus on him as our shared enemy, rather than getting bogged down in our squabbles, which he is sure to try and stoke further.
JOHNNY
Lead us to Silver, and we'll smother him before he gets the chance to stoke anything again.
KREESE
(shakes his head) I'm afraid his current whereabouts are as much a mystery to me as they are to you.
DANIEL
(dubiously) And you don't know what he's planning to do?
KREESE
I would usually learn about his latest scheme just as he would start putting it into effect.
DANIEL
Well, I did find out a couple things, particularly that he all but bought out the All-Valley, and it's sure looking like a case of hostile takeover. (to Johnny) That's why I wanted us to withdraw from it.
JOHNNY
(snorts) Yeah, I'm sure runnin' away isn't gonna embolden him at all.
KREESE
I did suspect he had something in mind for the tournament. One thing we can all but take for granted is that it's going to lure him out at least.
JOHNNY
(a look of realization) Which means that if we work together, we can nail the bastard there and then.
DANIEL
(pleadingly) Johnny, this is not a game we're talking about here! We're not playing cops and robbers, we're not Riggs & Murtaugh, alright?!
JOHNNY
(squints) We aren't? Funny, it sure looked like you're gettin' too old for this shit. But you're right, I don't intend on playin'...
DANIEL
God dammit, Johnny! You don't understand what you would be getting all of us into, and I'm not letting you gamble with the lives of our kids!
JOHNNY
(riled up) AND YOU THINK WE AIN'T GAMBLIN' BY LETTIN' THIS PSYCHO RUN AMOK?! I've met him! I know the guy's full-on mental! I 've fuckin' heard him gloat about how he's gonna have his way with Robby, so why don't you shut the hell up about gamblin', coz' the chips are down already!
DANIEL
(surprised) You've met Silver?! So you know what you're suggesting is to basically stick our heads in the lion's mouth?
JOHNNY
That's right, to rip out the bastard's windpipe! (under his breath) At least that'd shut him up...
KREESE
(cutting in) I find myself in the strange position of agreeing with my old student here. Evading confrontation is not going to solve matters. Now preparing for it, on the other hand...
DANIEL
(snorts) Two cobras agreeing with one another, who could've seen this coming? Ok, so how exactly do we prepare?
KREESE
(shrugs) Train our students to be the best they can be, keep them alert to the danger looming over us, and keep our eyes peeled for enemy movements, so we can act on them swiftly, and in a coordinated manner.
BOBBY
Evil wants the good divided so it can be conquered more easily. Don't turn your back on the opportunity to stand united, gentlemen.
JOHNNY
You're a wise guy, Bobby, but you callin' him good is stretchin' the word awfully thin.
BOBBY
(emphatically) I don't believe so, Johnny. I believe our Sensei has made a lot of flawed judgments in his life, but I believe his intentions have been essentially good, and remain so still.
JOHNNY
Yeah, well, believing is kinda part of your job description. I ain't really in the same ballpark...
KREESE
I never set out to do you harm, Johnny.
JOHNNY
(smirks) Right, it just sort of turned out that way.
KREESE
Even so, I swear I wouldn't bring harm to our children.
DANIEL
But you wouldn't keep them out of harm's way either...
KREESE
You may find it difficult to believe, but there were times in my life when I tried doing just that. Unfortunately, my efforts usually wouldn't pan out the way I hoped... Which is why I'm turning to you now, for help, for I've come to accept that I'm not capable of doing it on my own, (casts a glance at his stump) now more so than ever.
Johnny frowns, as if Kreese's defeated look unexpectedly struck a chord in his heart... and he didn't like the feeling.
DANIEL
(turning to Johnny with a questioning look) Well, he's your Sensei, Johnny, so what do you say?
BOBBY
(measured tone) Remember, Johnny, forgiveness tends to guide you up a superior path to that of resentment.
JOHNNY
(smirks bitterly) I forgave this man once before, it was not the right call...
KREESE
(lowers his gaze) I thought I acted in your own best interest. I myself made the wrong call by calling upon Terry... (takes a deep breath) Just as I made the wrong call by reaching out to Robby behind your back.
JOHNNY
(his eyes lighting up) That's right! What about Robby?!
KREESE
(shrugs) He'll do as he sees fit. I'll not stand between the two of you. In any way.
BOBBY
(pointedly) Remember why Robby came to him in the first place, Johnny...
JOHNNY
(looks down on the ground, chewing on his lip, a pained expression, before he finally gathers up the strength to lift his eyes and meet the gaze of the men facing him) You're right, Bobby, I remember why. (deep sigh) And now that I think about it, as much as I hate to say this, I'm gonna have to ask you to keep him around for a while longer, John.
KREESE
(brows arcing up) Did I hear you correct? You want Robby to remain in my dojo?
JOHNNY
(forcing words through his throat) I want you to keep him under your protection. (turns to Daniel) And I want you to keep watch over Miguel for the same reason.
MIGUEL
(incredulous, as Daniel's eyes go wide) But why, Sensei?!
JOHNNY
(walking over to him, looking now even more pain-stricken) Because I can't do it now myself, Miguel. That's the truth... Tell me, how's your mother?
MIGUEL
(mirthless smile) She's worried about you... dad.
JOHNNY
(nods with some relief, lays a hand on Miguel's shoulder) That's... good. Tell her I'm sorry, and be by her side when I can't. And I can't because I will have to disappear for a while...
MIGUEL
(furrowed brows) Disappear?! Sensei, what are you talking about?!
JOHNNY
I'm a man on the run, champ. Our mutual friend framed me for murder, and I'm pretty sure cops are lookin' for me as we speak.
Gasps erupt around him.
SAM
(shocked) Murder?! Of whom?!
JOHNNY
(cheerless smirk) A dear friend of your family, as a matter of fact. (turning to Daniel) Here's a piece of good news for ya, Dan, your main competition's been kicked clean off this earth.
DANIEL
(squinting and slack-jawed) You mean...
JOHNNY
(nods solemnly) Tom Cole, yeah. I, uh, kidnapped him to get him to spill the beans on Silver, but then the fuckin' man himself waltzed in on us, things got messy... and now Cole's dead, and all the evidence is pointin' to me.
DANIEL
(disbelieving stare) My God...
BOBBY
(crosses himself) May God have mercy on his soul...
JOHNNY
(smirks) You better pray he doesn't run into any redcoats on the other side, or he may be in for a nasty welcome... Anyway, this is why I can't stick around. I'm sure it won't take the cops long to come knockin' here.(to Daniel) I left your Ford outside, but I'm gonna ask you to let me borrow the pickup. I'll take it, pack some supplies, then head out to the desert, lay low for a while. Just hope I don't bump into Manuel's buddies there by any chance.
DANIEL
So you were the one that took it, that makes sense. (rakes his hair, sighs) But Christ, Johnny, this is all completely insane!
MIGUEL
(to Johnny) And what are you going to do then?!
JOHNNY
I'll sneak by once in a while to check if you guys aren't lazin' around. Then when the All-Valley comes around, we'll make a move. Either we catch the bastard and make him confess, or... we don't, but at least we'll foil whatever scheme he's hatchin' up now.
SAM
(near-hysterical) But what's going to happen to you then?!
JOHNNY
(attempting a comforting smile) Hey, don't you be cryin' on me, Miyagi-Doe. It's gonna be fine, I promise. This asshole's supply of luck has just run out, you can bet on that.
MIGUEL
(as Sam regards Johnny dubiously, and also very worried) What do I tell mom?!
JOHNNY
Uh, just tell her they locked me up for battery or somethin'. Shouldn't be a hard story to swallow. Now trust me, Miguel, we'll be a family yet, a big squabbling family fighting with turkey wings over the Thanksgivin' table, do you hear?!
MIGUEL
(sad smile) You're family already, dad.
JOHNNY
And I'll do everything for it to stay this way. It's just... with some things you gotta bide your time for the right moment. I have to be there when that psycho makes his move. That's gonna be when we can bring him down, together, which means I can't let myself get taken out of the game before then.
MIGUEL
So we'll be waiting for him to make the first move?
JOHNNY
(nods) That's right. This time we have to let him expose himself. Everything else we've tried already. (as Miguel looks at him silently in resigned acquiescence) Now be strong, champ. When the time comes, we'll all have to be able to rely on each other.
MIGUEL
Understood, Sensei.
JOHNNY
(lifts his eyes from Miguel, gives the room a sweeping look) And that goes for all of you! Terry Silver's told me he's gonna unleash the floodwaters on us. Well, to that I say be the dam that pushes the water back! Build up your strength, your skill, your fortitude, so you will be ready for whatever may come. Don't waste your time an' energy gettin' into petty spats. There'll be time for that later. Improve yourself instead, remember that what makes you badass is not when you kick someone's ass, it's when you walk into a room and everyone knows you can do it just from lookin' at you! When you make 'em hope you don't run out of bubble gum any time soon! I want you all to walk into the tournament and make that ponytailed doofus instantly regret he ever decided to mess with you, do you hear me?!
A collective shout of "YES, SENSEI!" fills the dojo in response, with even the Miyagi-Do students joining in (we see, however, that Hawk's expression during the shout comes off as rather unconvincing).
DANIEL
(sighs) Well, congratulations, Johnny. Once again, you're going to have it your way.
JOHNNY
(pointy look) As long as you don't close down shop the moment I'm on my way out.
DANIEL
Don't worry, Johnny. I'll continue to be their Sensei.
KREESE
And I will make sure of that.
DANIEL
So I'm to expect inspections from both of you now? That's going to make for some stressful classes...
KREESE
I'll try not to put too much strain on your nerves, Daniel.
DANIEL
Just don't bring any presents next time, all right? Especially not of the animate variety.
KREESE
That was all Terry's doing, as you may imagine...
BOBBY
(to Johnny) So you're taking the path less traveled yet again, Johnny?
JOHNNY
Yea, less traveled by cops at least, let's hope.
BOBBY
Can't settle for the easy way, can you?
JOHNNY
(trying to sound nonchalant) Nah, those are for pussies.
BOBBY
(chuckles) You may be onto something. The easy path usually doesn't lead you to confront evil, at least. In any case, may the Lord shine a light on your path, Johnny.
JOHNNY
... and may the light not be that of a train barreling down on me... And if it is, then may God switch its tracks so it ends up ramming the other guy.
BOBBY
Don't expect the Lord to work His will like it was one of these Final Destination movies.
JOHNNY
I just hope the All-Valley turns out to be Silver's final destination.
BOBBY
Remember not to usurp God's claim to final judgment, Johnny. That way lies the road to perdition.
JOHNNY
One of us is gonna have to face judgment soon, one way or another. And excuse me if I'm not exactly holding out faith for the earthly judgment to bring justice here.
BOBBY
Don't lose your faith in righteousness, Johnny. And don't lose your hope in this world, you have much here to struggle for.
JOHNNY
(sour smile) I know, Bobby, and I'll try. I'll try.
BOBBY
Godspeed, Johnny.
JOHNNY
That's over or under the speed limit? Coz I don't wanna attract the wrong kind of attention.
BOBBY
(laughs out) Well, prooobably under... at least most of the time.
JOHNNY
Good, wouldn't want to think God's this much of a jerk... (raises his voice) Alright, everyone, it's been a nice chit-chat, but I'd better get to packin' up for my roadtrip. Sorry if I left any bloodstains on the mat. Guess I should put some fresh tape to that scratch of mine.
SAM
At least stay with us to get this healed properly!
JOHNNY
(shakes his head) Sorry, Samshine, you guys are goin' to be the first ones to get a visit from the boys in blue about me. I'll be fine, no sweat, it's just a flesh wound.
SAM
(on the verge of tears, as she moves in to embrace him) Please look after yourself out there, Johnny...
JOHNNY
(as Daniel's brow arcs up slightly) I will, you got my word, sweetheart. I'll be back in no time, you'll see... Hey, don't squeeze so hard or you're gonna bloody up your gi.
MIGUEL
(as Sam lets go of Johnny) Stay safe, dad. (mirthless smile) Don't get busted.
JOHNNY
I won't, no worries. You stay awesome, champ. I'll be there for you when you need me.
MIGUEL
We all need you.
JOHNNY
(tips of his mouth curl up awkwardly) And I'm gonna need you too, so get ready (motions to Daniel) and don't let him slack off.
MIGUEL
(knowing smile) I won't, Sensei.
JOHNNY
That's my kid.
He hugs Miguel and pats him on the back, then looks up from him and regards the other Students.
JOHNNY (cont'd)
It's been a pleasure working with you, ladies and gentlemen... well, most of you anyway. Hope we meet again soon. In the meantime, remember the tournament's around the corner, so prepare for it like it was the most important day in your life... And who knows, maybe it will be...
He briefly locks eyes with Hawk, who has been studying him with an enigmatic expression. A twinge of anxiety appears on Johnny's face as Hawk's unblinking stare bores into him. Then the spell is broken and Johnny turns around towards the door.
JOHNNY (cont'd)
(to Kreese) You make sure my kid can hold his own too.
KREESE
(smirks) Oh, he can more than hold his own already. He is his father's son.
JOHNNY
Yeah, well, you had your trial run with the father, now do a better job with the son... and don't neglect his girlfriend either, you sexist dinosaur.
KREESE
(grins) I think you meant to say sexual tyrannosaurus.
JOHNNY
(snorts) Back in 'Nam maybe. (casts a glance at Kreese's stump) Though I guess you are like a tyrannosaurus in one department. What happened there?
KREESE
Actually, you could get an answer to that from someone else in this room...
JOHNNY
(surprised) Really? (resists the urge to look behind his back) Well, in any case, you asked for an alliance, and you've got it. So whatever went on, you gotta put it behind you.
KREESE
I'm fully aware of that and I didn't come here seeking reprisal. Just thought I'd give you a little warning on what some of your students are capable of, especially when under right type of suggestion.
JOHNNY
(grim look) Duly noted. Well, stay in one piece, Sensei.
KREESE
Good luck, Johnny.
JOHNNY
Say hi to Robby from me.
KREESE
Will do.
They nod to each other and Johnny looks to Daniel, who has now taken the pickup keys out of the drawer.
DANIEL
I only give you these because I feel that's what their owner would want. You keep this one in one piece too, or the police will be the least of your worries.
JOHNNY
(smirks) I kinda feel like they're the least of my worries already. (Daniel throws him the key and he grabs it from the air) Give 'em a workout, Dan, don't be soft. Get into that Cobra Kai spirit once in a while, even if just to spice things up. You already know how.
DANIEL
(eyeroll) Right, Mr Miyagi's spirit would come down and smack me over the head if I did that.
JOHNNY
Eeh, my bet is he would either cheer you on or laugh his ass off. But you'll do what you're gonna do. Be seein' you Dan. Oh, and, uh, not a bad job on the mat today.
DANIEL
You didn't do bad, either. Goodbye, Johnny. (sighs) Hope we can sort out all this mess.
JOHNNY
We will, Dan. I mean, it'll probably get messier before it's over, but we will.
DANIEL
I like it when you're being an optimist, Johnny.
JOHNNY
Well in that case savor these moments, Dan.
He gives him a wave and leaves the dojo. As everyone's eyes follow him out, we watch the spectrum of emotions manifesting on the visages of those gathered - from sadness to worry, to consternation, to slight amusement, and finally to bitterness...
CUT TO
EXT. PRISON - AFTERNOON
We cut to the sight of MANUEL walking through prison gates, wearing the same - now ruffled - attire as in the hospital, his face battered and fuming with anger. He proceeds to the parking lot, where, propped up against the hood of his limo, awaits...
MANUEL
SILVER! Thanks for showing up! I thought these motherfuckers would never let me fuckin' go!
SILVER
Manuel, mi amigo, how could I not come for you?! What's a small favor like that for a friend, and after all you had to go through, at that? I'm so sorry about how my country's been treating you. No hospitality left in America, it all died along with the Old South, I'm afraid.
MANUEL
Yeah, no fuckin' kiddin', these fucks back there wouldn't stop bein' a fuckin' pain in my ass. By the way, thanks for postin' my bail too. I'll make it up to you, you know that.
SILVER
I do, my friend, don't worry about it at all. Now let's get you someplace that's more deserving of hosting you.
MANUEL
Yea, I gotta take a proper fuckin' bath. Havin' someone rub my fuckin' shoulders would do nicely, too... But you know what I want most of fuckin' all, Silver?
SILVER
I'm all ears, my friend.
MANUEL
I want you to teach me that fuckin' kung-fu, you hear that, Silver? I'm fuckin' tired of bein' pushed around by every-fuckin'-one in this fuckin' nuthouse. Before I landed in this joint, I got pushed around by my son, a fuckin' amputee geezer, and a fuckin' priest! This place, man, it's fuckin' loco! And I'm fuckin' done takin' everyone's shit here, you know?!
SILVER
(nods slowly with a fiendish smile) I think something could be arranged here. But you know, learning the art takes more than a snap of the fingers...
MANUEL
Whatever, give me a fuckin' crash course, I don't care. I'll do whatever you tell me to do, just teach me how to fuckin' show all these fuckin' pricks who's boss.
SILVER
Uh-huh. I think I may have something just for you, actually. A technique I've patented, in fact. I call it the Quicksilver method. But if you're to enroll on that course, you should know what you're signing up for.
MANUEL
And what is that?
SILVER
Suffering, Manny boy, suffering. And once we're done with suffering, then we start with the pain.
MANUEL
(dubious look) Wouldn't that be, like, other way around?
SILVER
(shark grin) Oh no, you misunderstood. Once we're done with your suffering, then we start with their pain...
CUT TO
INT. MOON'S HOUSE - AFTERNOON
We cut to a view from the hallway of a slightly ajar door to Moon's bedroom. Through the crack we see a brass toad guarding the door (or maybe acting as a doorstopper), as well as a bronze tiger frozen midstride, reflected in a mirror overlooking a dresser.
We also hear MOON's shaky voice coming from the inside.
MOON
DON'T PRETEND YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT! The whole school's abuzz with what's been going on! And people have seen you, Hawk! So don't try to deny it! Now just tell me, and don't try to lie to me about this, have you been coordinating all this?!... NO! DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!
Close-up of the tiger as it begins to visibly vibrate...
MOON (cont'd)
GOD DAMN IT, HAWK! Are we really going to go through this all over again! I thought you were over this by now! I mean, I understand you've been angry after what Kyler did to you, but going after a whole dojo like that?! There are innocent guys in there!... NO, HAWK, THEY'RE NOT THE ENEMY! MY GOD, I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M LISTENING TO THIS, ARE YOU CALLING FROM 2018?!
Cut to the toad, now shaking and spinning slowly on the floor.
MOON (cont'd)
(fever-pitched) HAWK, WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING, STOP IT, RIGHT NOW! I WON'T STAND FOR IT, I WON'T, I SWEAR TO...
We cut to Moon, rising from the bed, phone pressed to her ear, as she is about to scream out the rest of the sentence, when, suddenly, her voice is drowned out by a series of loud bangs, as the feng shui animals placed methodically around the room begin to EXPLODE, one after another, scattering tiny fragments all over - a ceramic Chinese dragon splitting in half, a pair of porcelain ducks having their heads blasted into the air, a wooden turtle having its limbs shot out of the shell amidst a spray of wood splinters, the tiger getting crushed as if by a hydraulic press, the toad getting all bent out of shape as it is flung spinning rapidly upwards, and lots of smaller figurines just disintegrating into clouds of dust.
With a horrified shriek, Moon dives to the floor, hands holding her head. The phone clutters next to her, Hawk's alarmed voice calling out her name through the speaker, followed by startled voices calling her name from downstairs. Close-up of Moon's uncomprehending expression, as she slowly lifts her head to survey the carnage, her hair filled with debris...
CUT TO
EXT. PARKING LOT - AFTERNOON (CAPTION: MEANWHILE)
We cut to a nondescript parking lot, with our POV moving slowly towards a parked Freightliner FLC-120 truck, the same one Tory and Robby were given a lift in previously. We close in on the lowered side window as we begin to hear snoring coming from inside the cockpit. We slide inside the truck through the window, beholding a dashboard festooned with all kinds of odd and exotic-looking paraphernalia, ranging from various figurines, to unidentifiable stuffed or mummified small creatures, to strange talismans and kitschy beads hanging from the ceiling, to more particular objects such as one resembling a compass, except with a number of concentric rings etched into it, surrounded by Chinese writing. Next to that unusual compass lies a relatively large oval black onyx stone, made all the more unusual by having wires attached to it, leading to an exposed battery in an old-time alarm clock with two bells, its arms at a standstill. In between this strange menagerie, a pair of legs wearing moccasin boots and faded jeans lies propped up against the dashboard, one on top of the other. Then suddenly, the onyx begins to glow, faintly at first, then bright red, until the alarm clock comes to a raucous life with the gear slamming the bells at a frantic pace. The legs dash away from the dashboard, sweeping up some of the knick knacks on the way, then a - grey-haired, muscular - arm shoots from out of the frame and slaps the clock off. The hand then reaches for the onyx, fingering it tentatively at first, recoiling from the heat, as the hand's owner utters a shrill "ouch!".
VOICE
(gravelly) Well, well, babe, you've got smokin' hot and you've put on some color in your cheeks. (a smack of his lips, as the singed finger lands in his mouth) Yeah, don't think I've seen you this hot and bothered before. Guess my ol' hunch was right yet again. We've got a potent one around here, and that, my dear, means one thing...
The hand reaches to the ignition and turns on the engine.
VOICE (cont'd)
(as the truck lights up) It means it's time to get to work... but first we're gonna get some takeout. I'm hungry...
FADE TO BLACK (CAPTION: COMING UP NEXT, THE FINALE)