THE LAST SAMURAI - Movie Scripts and Movie Screenplays

THE LAST SAMURAI

by John Logan revisions by Edward Zwick & Marshall Herskovitz

FINAL SHOOTING DRAFT February 28, 2003

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A WHITE TIGER

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Surrounded by dark shapes with spears. The TIGER's eyes burn as he lunges at one tormentor, claws at another. Suddenly, the TIGER leaps over them all and BURSTS INTO FLAME.

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THE FACE OF A JAPANESE MAN

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Sits up INTO FRAME. He is KATSUMOTO. He has been meditating. We will come to know him later.

FADE TO BLACK.

CREDITS OVER the FAINT SOUND of a BRASS BAND. WINCHESTER REP (V.O.)

And now Ladies and Gentlemen, the moment you've been waiting for... Winchester, America's leader in all forms of armament used by the United States Army, celebrates our Nation's centennial by bringing you a true American hero.

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INT. CONVENTION HALL (SAN FRANCISCO) - DAY

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A trade show is in progress. Scantily-clad lovelies in red-white-and-blue undies demonstrate the nation's newest export: arms. Banners declaim the virtues of Winchester and Springfield. Crowds mill around a stage, where:

WINCHESTER REP One of the most decorated warriors this country has ever known. The bloody cornfield of Antietam. The stone wall of Sharpsburg. Winner of the Medal of Honor for his gallantry on the hallowed ground of Gettysburg.

LITTLE TIN SOLDIERS line up in a diorama. A troop of Union cavalry facing brightly-painted Indian Braves on horseback.

(CONTINUED)

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WINCHESTER REP He is late of the 7th Cavalry and their triumphant campaigns against the most savage Indian Nations. Decorated again for his gallantry in vanquishing the awful and terrible Cheyenne at the Washita River... Ladies and Gents, I present to you: Captain Nathan Algren!

A smattering of polite applause. The rep looks around. No Captain Algren.

WINCHESTER REP Captain Nathan Algren!

(beat) Yes!... Yes!

(still no Algren) [Where is he -- ?]

(to the audience) One moment, Ladies and Gentlemen...

He heads behind the stage where he comes upon a man leaning against a wall, half-asleep on his feet -CAPTAIN NATHAN ALGREN, U.S. Army, ret. The rep attempts to awaken him, but Algren barely opens his eyes before shutting them again. Next, the rep makes the mistake of shaking him.

WINCHESTER REP Algren. Hey --

Algren suddenly and ferociously comes to life, grabbing the man by the throat, terrifying him.

WINCHESTER REP No... Stop...! Aaaaagh...

For a moment it seems possible that Algren might choke the man to death, but gradually he comes to his senses.

WINCHESTER REP (collecting himself) Damn it, man, you're on.

...Right.

ALGREN

We realize he's drunk. The rep goes to straighten Algren's tie and recoils at the whiskey fumes on his breath.

(CONTINUED)

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WINCHESTER REP This company has an image to uphold, you know.

ALGREN I'm upholding. I'm upholding.

WINCHESTER REP Sure you are. Here's your ten dollars. Do the speech and don't bother coming back tomorrow.

(CONTINUED)

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The rep walks away. Algren takes a last furtive swig from a flask, steels himself, then climbs onstage, stumbling on the steps.

ALGREN My thanks, Mr. McCabe... You're too kind.

For a moment, he looks down at the rifle in his hands.

ALGREN This, Ladies and Gents, is the Gun that is Winning the West.

Only a few people are paying attention as he looks at the little toy soldiers and Indians, then out at a man holding cue cards, and haltingly begins.

ALGREN ... Many's the time I've found myself surrounded by a swarm of angry hostiles -- with nothing but this rifle between me and a certain... and gruesome death. But let me tell you, folks, when you need a friend, Winchester is by your side.

As he tries to recall the speech, the little Indian braves begin sliding up the metal hill. At a nearby exhibition, a STEAM CALLIOPE begins to PLAY.

ALGREN And make no mistake, the red man is a fearsome enemy. If he had had his way, this scalp of mine would be long gone and it'd be a balder man standing before you today.

A nice chuckle from the audience, but as the laughter dies, something has begun to change in Algren's eyes. Nearby, someone starts RINGING the BELL of a STEAM ENGINE, further distracting him. He departs from the script.

ALGREN -- Like those poor bastards out there on The Little Big Horn. Bodies stripped bare. Mutilated and left to rot in the sun. Just a fortnight ago.

(CONTINUED)

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