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G110 By Evan Kluesener


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INT. ROADSIDE DINER - CHINA

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WENLE WU sits on a bar stool at a diner, looking up to the ceiling-mounted TV displaying one of the major news networks. ANCHORWOMAN Construction and summer coal mining traffic have heavily constricted the flow of vehicles on China National Highway 110, causing a massive standstill that has been reported to be nearly 100 kilometers in length. Some vehicles are apparently moving only a half kilometer to two kilometers per day, and mobile merchants along the motorway are taking advantage of the stranded motorists’ condition by selling water, instant noodles and cigarettes at ten times the standard price. ‘Black taxi’ services are thriving, as all other legal transportation methods are trapped in the madness of Highway 110... Hearing this, WENLE lights a cigarette, pays his bill for the breakfast, and heads out of the diner, as the camera pans out and reveals that the diner is just off the crowded and noisome Highway 110. 2

INT. LIMOUSINE - HIGHWAY 110 - CHINA

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MR. DU, a middle-aged man dressed in a tailored suit, peers anxiously out of the window at the motionless traffic outside. His daughter, SIYU DU, sits next to him, giving her father a concerned look. Siyu’s father takes notice of his daughter’s worried expression. MR. DU It’s going to be alright, Siyu. (he squeezes her hand and forces a weak smile.) SIYU nods, but does not return the smile. She returns her gaze out the window. MR. DU observes WENLE arguing with the owner of another vehicle nearby. MR. DU Driver, see that young man over there? I want to speak with him. (CONTINUED)


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The driver nods obediently and exits the vehicle. After a quick word with WENLE, they both return to the limousine, WENLE taking a seat directly across from MR. DU. MR. DU I saw your motorcycle and your conversation with that family, young man. Would I be correct in assuming that you are in the "black taxi" business? WENLE notices something familiar about the man addressing him and the girl looking out the opposite window. Upon noticing someone else in the limousine, SIYU turns and looks WENLE in the eye for a brief moment, and the two suddenly don expressions of shock. SIYU No! Dad, not him! WENLE Hello, Siyu. MR. DU Ah, Mr. Wu, was it? I’m afraid any past conflicts between the two of you are going to have to wait--much more pressing problems demand we move with haste. Now are you or are you not looking to transport persons able to pay an appropriate fee? WENLE I am, but I can only take one, and I see two-MR. DU That is quite alright, Mr. Wu, as you will only *be* taking one. Namely, my daughter, Siyu. Which, as you are already acquainted with each other, works out quite perfectly. SIYU Dad, please! I’ll stay here with you-MR. DU No, you won’t. We need to get you out of the country as soon as possible, and that’s not going to (MORE) (CONTINUED)


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MR. DU (cont’d) happen if you’re sitting here, stuck in a damn traffic jam. SIYU realizes that arguing with her stubborn father is useless, and goes back to staring out the window. WENLE Is there something I should know about...? MR. DU There is some element of danger in the task I have given you, Mr. Wu. There are certain...unsavory types who have made known their will to harm my family. I must do whatever is necessary to get my wife and children out of China. WENLE I understand, sir. MR. DU Good. If you deliver her *completely* unharmed to her mother at Beijing International Airport, you will be paid 100,000 yuan. DRIVER Sir! Shadows suddenly surround the vehicle, and LIEUTENANT, VILLAIN’s foremost henchman, enters the limo. He takes the seat next to WENLE and across from SIYU. LIEUTENANT You were foolish to think that you could escape VILLAIN in this hellhole of a traffic jam, Mr. Du. A pistol barrel is suddenly leveled at LIEUTENANT’S head, and it is revealed to be in DRIVER’S hands. MR. DU pulls his own weapon out of a shoulder holster under his jacket. MR. DU While it is unfortunate that my daughter could not be on her way before VILLAIN could send his slimy foot soldiers to do his dirty work, that is exactly what she will be doing now. Driver?

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Upon suggestion from his employer, DRIVER hands a pistol grip-first to WENLE. Seeing this, LIEUTENANT laughs. LIEUTENANT You really shouldn’t be giving children weapons, Mr. Du. Especially if they don’t know how to use them. WENLE glares at LIEUTENANT for a moment, checks to make sure a round is in the chamber, and pockets the weapon. WENLE She’ll make it to the airport without a scratch, sir. I can promise you that. MR. DU nods in acknowledgment as SIYU embraces her father. He barely shows a reaction as he keeps his eye and his gun firmly on LIEUTENANT. MR. DU Tell your mother I will see all of you in a few days. Now, go! SIYU makes her way toward the front of the limousine and she and WENLE exit the limousine. The LIEUTENANT looks on with a nasty smile. LIEUTENANT It’s too bad they’ll be dead before sunset. MR. DU Shut up! I’ve had enough of this harassment. I only signed VILLAIN out of the deal because-LIEUTENANT You can save your excuses. This game is over for you, Mr. Du. Gunmen suddenly move into position in front of the limousine. DRIVER turns around to fire on them, but their automatic gunfire rips through the windshield and kills him before he can even fire a single shot. More gunmen at the rear of the vehicle shoot MR. DU as he shoots LIEUTENANT. Preparing to leave on his motorcycle, the clearly audible gunshots nearby cause SIYU to scream. WENLE curses under his breath and speeds the two of them away.

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Back in the limousine, LIEUTENANT inspects MR. DU’s dead body and clutches his own wounded shoulder. He then calls VILLAIN. VILLAIN What is it? LIEUTENANT Mr. Du and his limousine driver are dead, but the girl and a boy from a black taxi service are on their way to Beijing International Airport. VILLAIN I suppose it’s too much to ask to kill one damn girl. *sighs* Well? Follow them! Do I personally need to attend to this? 3

EXT. MOTORCYCLE - HIGHWAY 110 - CHINA

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As WENLE expertly guides the motorcycle through the gaps in the stopped traffic, his eyes frequently flick to the bike’s rear-view mirrors. SIYU isn’t crying, but she is staring fixedly off in the distance and clutching firmly to WENLE. He suddenly notices gasoline leaking out of a relatively large hole on the right side of the motorcycle’s tank, and curses. He pulls off the highway to a gas station, and leaving SIYU on the bike, he enters the store. WENLE The gasoline tank on my motorcycle is leaking. Do you have anything to repair it? The attendant smirks and walks into the back of the store. He returns with a roll of silvery tape. ATTENDANT This should do the trick until you get into the city to get a fix that is a little more permanent. WENLE Thank you. SIYU (O.S.) Wenle! SIYU’S voice interrupts WENLE from paying the attendant for the tape. He sets the roll of tape back on the counter before he hurries outside to see what the problem is. He (CONTINUED)


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sees SIYU staring at him and pointing at the highway. His gaze follows her arm out to a horrific sight: several men on motorcycles are weaving through traffic on the highway. All but one continue along, and the straggler notices a trail of gasoline leading away from the highway. He breaks off from the rest of the group to head in the direction of the gas station. WENLE Shit...Siyu! Come inside, now! The lone man approaches the gas station, and as he dismounts his motorcycle, he sees WENLE’S abandoned bike, with the hole in the gas tank, sitting by one of the pumps. He then enters the store, taking a cursory glance across the building’s interior, and sees nothing suspicious. He then makes eye contact with the attendant, returning the gaze and cleaning out the inside of a jar with a rag. WENLE suddenly hits the man on the back of his head with the pistol the limo driver gave him, knocking him to the floor. WENLE pins the man down by putting his foot to his neck, and aiming the pistol at the man’s head. He gestures to the attendant. WENLE Tape! The attendant tosses the tape to him, and he immediately begins to bind the man up with it. He then returns to the counter and places 3 100 Yuan bills on the counter. WENLE Sorry about...this. (nods to unconscious man) This should cover it. The attendant nods understandingly as WENLE and SIYU walk out the door. WENLE returns to the bike and begins to patch it up. SIYU The others...they’re now in front of us... WENLE Yes, they are. And eventually, they’re going to figure out that they’re ahead of us. But we have no other options now. We can’t stop. We have to get you to Beijing International. SIYU begins to cry, and she turns away. WENLE walks around to face her, putting his hands on her shoulder.

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WENLE Your father was a brave man, Siyu. I’m going to make sure he didn’t die in vain. I’m going to make sure you get out of the country safely. SIYU nods, and looks up at WENLE. WENLE smiles in response. WENLE Now, come on. You’ve got a plane to catch. 4

EXT. MOTORCYCLE - HIGHWAY 110 - CHINA

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The landscape is noticeably changing from a more rural backdrop to a more urban one, and the traffic is getting heavier and noisier. WENLE We’re getting close to Beijing now. It shouldn’t be much longer. SIYU nods, then pulls WENLE’S cigarettes out of his jacket pocket. SIYU Since when do you smoke? You didn’t used to. WENLE You’re absolutely right, I didn’t used to. But certain...events in my life gave me a lot of stress, and they chill me out. SIYU What events are you talking about? WENLE (snorts) I think you know. SIYU I’m surprised this didn’t come up earlier. WENLE It’s been a rough day for everybody, I wasn’t planning on bringing it up at all.

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8. SIYU Listen, Wenle, I’m still really sorry-WENLE You are? I’m not. Things happen, and this is the way things turned out. There’s nothing you or I can do about it. Just tell me--are you happy with your life now? SIYU I don’t know, Wenle. I still feel guilty about what happened. I just--

SIYU breaks off mid-sentence and looks away. WENLE Think about how small the chances of us meeting again today are. On this large of a highway, in this big of a traffic jam, with this many people involved. That I happened to be hired by your father to take you to Beijing. Doesn’t this seem to mean something to you? Something more than just pure coincidence? WENLE looks over his shoulder to directly address SIYU. WENLE Siyu, if you have something you want to tell me, anything at all--tell me now. We may not ever get this opportunity again. SIYU looks as if she is about to say something, but stops when she sees something up ahead. Her eyes reflect an orange glow. On the highway ahead, it is obvious some kind of riot has broken out. Several vehicles are aflame; others are flipped completely over. SIYU Oh my god...what is going on? As they approach the scene, other people are running in the opposite direction. RANDOM CIVILIAN #1 What are you doing?! Run! Turn around!

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WENLE What is going on here? LIEUTENANT This is the end of the road for you, lowlife black taxi driver. LIEUTENANT has suddenly appeared at WENLE’S side, brandishing the pistol that killed SIYU’S father. WENLE You...you’re behind this? LIEUTENANT (chuckles) I certainly play a part, but ultimately the credit must be given to Villain. It was his idea to start the riot, after all. SIYU You bastard! LIEUTENANT Ah yes, the daughter of the late Mr. Du. Tell me, how is life without a father? WENLE So it was you who killed him. LIEUTENANT I had the honor, yes. What difference does it make? WENLE I’m not just a hired driver. Any intention of harm to SIYU or her family is an intention of harm to me. And you will not be getting away with murder today. Do you understand? LIEUTENANT Who do you think you are? You’re but a-WENLE strikes quickly, forcing LIETENANT’S weapon upward at an angle where it can cause no harm, while at the same time drawing his own pistol and putting it to LIEUTENANT’S neck.

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10. WENLE Now, drop it.

LIEUTENANT obeys, and his gun clatters onto the pavement. SIYU Don’t kill him! That will make you no better than them! WENLE That would only be true if you were the one pulling the trigger. I’m already no better than them, and there will be no peace for you and your family as long as these people live. Without any further hesitation WENLE pulls the trigger, and the LIEUTENANT drops to the ground with a dull thud. VILLAIN You’ve performed admirably, Mr. Wu, but I’m afraid this is where Ms. Du’s and your paths end. VILLAIN is standing atop a truck turned on its side some distance away, with a submachine gun resting in the crook of his arm. He is silhouetted by a fire behind him. VILLAIN Bring the girl to me. It’s time to end this whole silly affair. WENLE hands something to SIYU that the audience does not see. WENLE Hide behind one of these cars, and wait for me to come back for you. After SIYU dismounts the motorcycle and crouches behind one of the parked cars nearby, WENLE removes the tape covering the hole in the gasoline tank and rides off to face VILLAIN. VILLAIN I said to bring the girl, boy! What part of my instructions were unclear? WENLE You’ve tortured the girl enough. Anything more you can discuss with me.

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11. VILLAIN Don’t let the fact that you killed my Lieutenant go to your head, boy. He wasn’t a particularly favorite employee of mine. He was weak, like you. Don’t think you can interfere in my business like you currently have. WENLE I don’t know what business you had with Mr. Du, or why you would want to harm his family. But I do know whatever he could have done couldn’t have possibly deserved the punishment you are trying to deal. VILLAIN It’s not about who deserves what, boy! It’s about doing what you have to do to stay on top, and that is precisely what I am doing! Mr. Du tried to stake his claim in an enterprise in which he was not fit to play, and he and his family must be eliminated because of it. WENLE There is no reason for you to harm her or her family any more. VILLAIN You simply don’t understand. Do not speak about things of which you have no comprehension! WENLE I do understand that SIYU and her family have done nothing worthy of being killed, whatever dealings her father may have made. I will not stand by and let harm come to them. VILLAIN (raising weapon) Then you will die.

WENLE turns around to look at SIYU, who looks at what WENLE placed in her hand: his pack of cigarettes and his lighter. Looking up to the trail of gasoline left by the bike, she understands. WENLE is now looking at the base of the truck on which VILLAIN is standing, where the leaking gasoline from the motorcycle is now pooling.

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WENLE I’ll see you in hell. A single lit cigarette at the head of the trail of gasoline is rapidly spreading flames to the pool at the base of the truck. VILLAIN, captivated by the flames quickly approaching him, fails to notice WENLE diving away. The flames arrive at the pool before VILLAIN can even curse. A massive explosion completely incinerates the truck and VILLAIN. SIYU tries to see what is happening through the flames as she hears several gunshots and the return of automatic fire. Roughly 30 seconds later, a single motorcycle, one of VILLAIN’S henchman’s, bursts through the flames. SIYU panics and looks around for the nearest weapon to defend herself with, grabbing LIEUTENANT’S gun. Suddenly, WENLE appears in front of her, looking slightly charred, but overall unharmed. WENLE (smiling) Siyu, it’s me. I promised I would get you out of here safely. And I meant it. SIYU takes another glance at the weapon that killed her father, and throws it away in disgust. She then embraces WENLE. WENLE Let’s get you out of here. They both board the henchman’s motorcycle and drive off toward Beijing. 5

EXT. BEIJING INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - CHINA

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The sun is beginning to set as WENLE and SIYU approach the front entrance of the airport. WENLE Your family should be waiting for you inside. SIYU Come inside! My mother will be the one that will be able to pay. WENLE (laughing) Siyu...I didn’t do this for the money. (CONTINUED)


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SIYU then wraps her arms around WENLE and kisses him. SIYU I don’t know where we’ll be going, and we might be there for a while. But someday-WENLE Don’t worry, Siyu. We will see each other again. SIYU smiles and sees her mother waving and coming toward them. WENLE Go! Your family is waiting for you. She begins to walk away, and halfway to the door she turns around and sees WENLE getting back on the bike. He waves one last time, and she waves back. WENLE then drives off into the sunset. END

G110  

Highway 110 in China is slammed with a record-breaking traffic jam, made all the more explosive by a ruthless businessman with a personal ve...

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