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The lights <strong>com</strong>e on. Dazzling. Mendez covers his eyes.<br />
Three men. Seated in chairs. Shirt sleeves and shoulder<br />
holsters. The LEADER speaks.<br />
LEADER<br />
If you'll follow me, please.<br />
MENDEZ<br />
Who the hell are you?<br />
LEADER<br />
That's hardly important. If you<br />
like, you may call me Mr. Joshua.<br />
Swell.<br />
MENDEZ<br />
They move toward a door in the rear wall.<br />
JOSHUA (LEADER)<br />
I trust you're having a pleasant<br />
holiday season?<br />
MENDEZ<br />
(looks at him)<br />
Yeah. It's a fucking joy, thank<br />
you.<br />
37 INT. BACK OFFICE - SAME TIME 37<br />
The door opens into a dimly-lit office. Stained carpet.<br />
Rotten wood. A desk.<br />
Behind the desk sits a large, rugged man with eyes like<br />
chips of stone. This is the GENERAL.<br />
GENERAL<br />
Yes, Joshua... ? Ah, Mr. Mendez.<br />
Please, have a seat.<br />
Joshua stands off to one side. Mendez sits.<br />
MENDEZ<br />
(under his breath)<br />
Where'd you get him? Psychos 'R.'<br />
Us?<br />
Hardly.<br />
Points to another merc.<br />
GENERAL<br />
MENDEZ<br />
I like the sunglasses. Very<br />
Hollywood.
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