The 47 Ronin v1.3 (c#1A72A6.fdr - Whoa is (Not)

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The Octopus rushes him, but Oishi SIDESTEPS and grabs the
steel tentacles dangling from the Octopus’ helm. YANKS down,
exposing a gap beneath his chin, and thrusts his sword with
all his pent up rage -- SKEWERING straight through the
warrior’s brain AND the top of his ornate helm.
With a savage twist, Oishi splits the man’s face and helm and
WRENCHES his sword free.
Oishi stands there, chest heaving, splattered in blood...and
gives the WARCRY he’s been waiting to give since the night of
his master’s death.
OISHI
FOR LORD ASANO!
And the two armies race at one another to begin the greatest
swordfight in history: Oishi’s ronin against a thousand
elite samurai.
And as the entire castle’s defenses surge at the invaders --
EXT. A QUIET SECTION OF THE PARAPET WALK - CASTLE FRONT
Now that the defenders are rushing toward the other side of
the castle, a half-dozen scaling hooks sail over this
abandoned section of perimeter wall and -- CLINK-CLINK! --
latch on!
Moments later, OKUDA, HAZAMA, two other burly ronin and
CHIKARA clamber up to the walk.
DOWN BELOW
a DARK SHAPE stomps into the courtyard. The NINJA CLANLORD
surveys the battle -- and spots OKUDA and his force heading
for the CANNON atop the rampart wall.
The Clanlord grits his melted jaw so hard, we can hear the
muscles creak.
AT THE REAR OF THE CASTLE
In the midst of battle, Oishi looks up and sees Chikara and
the others racing across the wall...and below them, a SQUAD
OF NINJA spider-climbing the walls.
Oishi calls out, trying to warn his son --
CHIKARA!
OISHI
-- but he can’t hear him over the din of battle.