When love collides with lethal, sparks fly, bullets fly, and the Smiths will never be the same.
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The suburbs of Los Angeles appeared tranquil and serene on the outside – perfect for anyone wanting to lead a quiet and uneventful life. For John and Jane Smith, this is exactly what they had been doing for the past five years. They were just a regular suburban couple leading a cookie-cutter life.
But beneath the surface, John and Jane were two of the most lethal assassins in the world. They operated under different organizations, but they had one thing in common – they were both the best at what they did. They were called upon for only the most high-profile, difficult and dangerous missions, keeping their deadly secrets from their quaint and peaceful suburban existence.
Now, the couple had hit a massive rut in their marriage. They barely spoke to one another, living in a world they had carefully crafted to keep the other at a distance. Little did they know that their mundane suburban life was about to collide with their dangerous and thrilling secret professions in a way they never could have anticipated.
Chapter 1: “Ordinary Life”
It was a typical weekday evening in the Smith household. John Smith, tall, rugged and athletic, was casually flipping through the channels on the TV, while Jane Smith, pin-up girl gorgeous, was washing dishes. It was almost as if they were living in two different worlds.
John had always suspected that there was more to his wife than what met the eye, but he could never quite figure out what it was. The same could be said for Jane, who always thought that John was holding something back from her.
Their suburban life may have appeared normal, but it left them feeling unfulfilled and bored. There was no more spark in their marriage, no more passion, and it was starting to take its toll. John and Jane had been together for five long years, and it seemed like every day was the same as the last.
Jane sighed, drying her hands. As she looked over at John, she couldn’t help but wonder if he was thinking the same thing. She longed for something different, something to make her feel alive again.
Just then, John’s phone rang. He answered it quickly, and Jane could hear the hushed conversation. The conversation was brief, but the tone was serious. John hung up the phone, his expression flat.
“Who was that?” Jane asked.
“Just work,” John replied, not wanting to divulge any more information. He knew that it was a mission that had to be carried out, and he would do it, knowing that every time he completed one, he was getting closer to retirement and a chance to live the life he always wanted.
Jane knew that tone all too well, and she knew that something was off. They had been married for five years, and she could read him like a book.
“Is everything okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, everything’s fine,” John replied, although his eyes told a completely different story.
Jane knew better than to push the issue. She had a mission of her own, and it was time for her to get ready.
After John left, Jane sat down to put on her makeup and style her beautiful brown hair. She put on her tight black suit, a signature outfit that made her feel empowered and dangerous. She was always meticulous when it came to her deadly assignments, and tonight was no different.
Her mission was to take out a powerful politician who had made some enemies. It was a job she had done countless times before, but tonight something felt different. As she made her way to the location, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that she was being watched.
There was a nagging feeling in the pit of her stomach that something was off, but she brushed it off as paranoia.
As she reached the location, she saw a shadowy figure approaching her. She readied her weapon, but to her surprise, she found herself face-to-face with her own husband, John.
Jane’s training took over, and she quickly aimed her weapon, ready to take him down. John did the same, and now they were both pointing their guns at each other.
The stand-off between the two assassins was intense, both of them thinking the other was their target. As the seconds ticked by, they realized what was happening. The truth hit them like a ton of bricks – they had been assigned to kill each other.
Their secret lives had finally collided, and the repercussions were about to be catastrophic.
Chapter 2: “Revealing Secrets”
John and Jane Smith had always known that their marriage had lost its spark, but they never realized just how much they were keeping from each other. It was only after their latest assignments that they discovered the truth – they were both highly paid assassins working for rival organizations. And their next targets? Each other.
The revelation came as a shock to both of them. They had been leading double lives for years, and now everything was out in the open. John and Jane knew that something had to change, but they still had to complete their assignments and take each other out.
After a tense confrontation in their home, John and Jane went their separate ways to prepare for the inevitable showdown. John headed to a fancy hotel, where he knew his target would be staying. He dressed in his usual sharp suit and armed himself with his favorite pistol.
Jane, on the other hand, chose the more unconventional route. She donned a skimpy black dress and killer heels, knowing that her target would be at the hotel’s swanky rooftop bar. She had her trusty throwing knives hidden in a concealed pocket.
As soon as John and Jane arrived at the hotel, they knew that they were in for a fight. They could feel eyes on them, watching their every move. John made his way to the hotel room while Jane took the elevator up to the rooftop bar. It was time for the deadly game of cat and mouse to begin.
As John entered the hotel room, he quickly scanned the area for any signs of his target. He knew that they were equally matched in terms of skill, but he had to be the one to come out on top. He made sure to double-check his weapons and waited for the target to arrive.
Meanwhile, Jane ordered a drink at the bar, keeping one eye on her surroundings. She had a feeling that her target was already in the room, watching her every move. She sipped her drink slowly, willing herself to stay calm.
Suddenly, the door to John’s hotel room creaked open. He tensed, gripping his pistol tightly. He was ready for anything. But what he saw next surprised him – it was Jane, dressed to kill in her little black dress.
“Jane?” John asked, bewildered.
“You’re my target, John,” Jane replied coldly.
John’s heart sank as he realized that their employers had set them up. He had to make a decision – fight or flight. In the end, he chose to fight.
The room erupted into a hail of bullets as John and Jane engaged in a fierce shootout. They both knew each other’s moves and strengths, but they kept pushing themselves to the limit. John dove behind the bed, firing off shots at Jane, who was hiding behind the dresser. She threw one of her throwing knives, but John deflected it with his gun.
It was a cat and mouse game, with neither of them gaining the upper hand. But in the end, it was Jane who made the first mistake. She peeked out from behind the dresser for a split second too long, and John took advantage of the opportunity. He fired off two quick shots, hitting Jane in the shoulder.
Jane stumbled backwards, letting out a cry of pain. John hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. He knew that he could finish her off right then and there, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Instead, he ran over to her and helped her to her feet.
“Let’s get out of here,” John said, his voice hoarse.
Jane nodded, and they made their way out of the hotel room. As they walked down the hallway, they both knew that their lives had changed forever. They had revealed their secrets to each other, but they still had a long road ahead of them. They had to figure out how to move forward, knowing that their employers wouldn’t give up that easily.
The tension between John and Jane was palpable as they left the hotel. They knew that they had to talk things out, but for now, they were content to just be in each other’s company. They had survived the initial confrontation, and that meant something.
As they drove away from the hotel, John broke the silence.
“What now?” he asked.
“I don’t know,” Jane replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “But I do know one thing – I can’t keep doing this.”
“Neither can I,” John agreed.
They were both exhausted, physically and emotionally. They knew that they had a long road ahead of them, but for now, they were just glad to be alive. John and Jane Smith, the married assassins, had revealed their secrets to each other. The question was, where did they go from here?
Chapter 3: “Seeking Solace”
John and Jane had just been through an intense shootout at a fancy hotel, leaving them both shaken and vulnerable. As they returned home, they couldn’t help but feel a new level of intimacy between them, even though they knew their marriage was built on lies and secrets.
They walked through the door of their suburban home, and Jane immediately went to the kitchen to pour herself a drink. John followed her, his gaze lingering on her body as she moved. She caught him staring and smirked, knowing that he was still drawn to her despite their current circumstances.
They stood in silence for a few moments before Jane finally spoke up. “I can’t believe this is happening,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I never thought we’d have to face each other like this.”
John nodded in agreement. “I know,” he replied. “But we can’t change what’s happened. We just have to figure out our next move.”
Jane’s eyes narrowed slightly. “And what is our next move?” she asked, a hint of suspicion in her voice.
John hesitated for a moment, unsure if he could fully trust Jane. But he knew they needed to work together if they had any chance of surviving. “We need to figure out who hired us to go after each other,” he said finally. “And we need to find a way to take them down.”
Jane nodded, still looking skeptical. “And what if we can’t trust each other?” she asked, her eyes darkening.
John took a step closer to her, his eyes locking with hers. “We have to trust each other,” he said firmly. “We’re in this together, whether we like it or not.”
Jane sighed, her shoulders relaxing slightly. She knew he was right. They needed to put aside their differences and work together if they wanted to come out alive.
They sat down on the couch together, their bodies still tense from the day’s events. John put his arm around Jane, pulling her close to him. She leaned into him, feeling a sense of comfort and safety in his embrace.
For a while, they sat in silence, simply enjoying each other’s company. But as the tension between them began to fade, a new kind of tension started to build.
John’s hand moved from Jane’s shoulder to her waist, pulling her even closer to him. She could feel his breath on her neck, sending shivers down her spine.
Without thinking, she turned to face him, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. It was unlike anything they had ever shared before, fueled by a mixture of adrenaline and pent-up desire.
As they broke apart, gasping for breath, John looked deep into Jane’s eyes. “I’ve missed this,” he whispered, his voice husky with emotion.
Jane smiled at him, feeling a sense of hope for the first time in a long while. “Me too,” she replied, her voice just as soft.
But their moment of solace was short-lived, as they heard a loud knock on the door. They both sprang up, alert and on edge, unsure of who could be coming for them.
John quietly made his way to the door, peering out the peephole to see who was there. His heart sank as he saw a familiar face – one of their former employers, armed and dangerous.
He turned to Jane, his expression grim. “We have company,” he said, his voice tense.
Jane’s eyes widened in fear as she realized what was about to happen. They were back in harm’s way, and they had no idea how they were going to get out of this one.
To be continued…
Chapter 4: “A Dangerous Alliance”
John and Jane sat across from each other in a dimly lit warehouse, guns resting on the table between them. They were both dressed in all black, ready to take on their rivals. After their intense shootout at the hotel, they knew they needed to team up to survive.
John spoke up first. “We can’t keep doing this. We need to take down our employers before they come after us.”
“I agree. But we need a plan,” Jane replied, her eyes never leaving John’s.
They spent the next hour going over the details of their plan. It was risky, but they were both confident in their abilities. They would infiltrate their respective employers and gather as much information as possible. They would then meet back at the warehouse and share their findings, creating a plan of attack.
As they parted ways, John couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. He had never worked with anyone before, let alone someone he was married to. He knew that they would have to trust each other completely if they were going to survive.
Over the next few weeks, John and Jane both began their mission of infiltration. John posed as an IT specialist, while Jane used her seductive charm to gain access to highly classified information. They kept in contact through a secure line, exchanging information and strategizing their next moves.
However, their alliance was soon put to the test. John had discovered a crucial piece of information that could potentially put them ahead of their rivals. But instead of sharing it with Jane, he decided to keep it to himself, feeling that he could handle it on his own.
Jane could sense that something was off with John. She noticed that he was becoming more distant and secretive. She knew that they couldn’t afford to keep secrets from each other, especially now.
One evening, Jane decided to confront John about his distance. “What’s going on, John?” she asked, her voice laced with concern.
John hesitated for a moment before finally admitting, “I found something. Something big. But I didn’t tell you because I thought I could handle it on my own.”
Jane’s eyes narrowed. “That’s not how this works, John. We agreed to trust each other completely. If we’re going to survive this, we need to work together.”
John knew that Jane was right. He had let his ego get in the way of their alliance. “You’re right. I’m sorry. I’ll share everything I find from now on.”
Their trust in each other was tested again when they discovered that their employers had discovered their alliance and put a bounty on their heads. They suspected each other of betrayal, but after a heated argument, they realized that the truth was far more complicated.
Their employers had set them up, hoping to get rid of their most lethal assassins. John and Jane had no choice but to trust each other completely. They knew that their lives were on the line and it was up to them to take down their rivals.
Their plan of attack was dangerous but well thought out. They used their skills to infiltrate their rival’s base and took out their leaders. It was a high-intensity mission, but they were able to complete it successfully.
As they stood outside the base, watching it go up in flames, John turned to Jane. “We did it.”
Jane smiled at him. “Together.”
The danger was far from over, but John and Jane knew that they could face anything as long as they had each other.
Chapter 5: “Betrayal”
The alliance between John and Jane had been a dangerous one from the start. But things were about to get even more complicated. They found out that their employers had put a bounty on their heads, and now every hitman in the city was after them. They needed to find out who was behind this and fast.
John and Jane were hiding out in a seedy motel room, surrounded by empty beer bottles and piles of cash. Their eyes were glued to the TV, watching the news reports of their own manhunt. Suddenly, Jane’s phone rang.
“Hello?” she answered, trying to sound calm despite the terror creeping up her spine.
“It’s me,” said a voice on the other end of the line. It was her boss, Mr. Brown.
“What do you want?” Jane asked, her voice shaking.
“You know what I want,” Mr. Brown replied. “I want you to finish the job.”
“I can’t do that,” Jane said firmly. “Not anymore.”
“Then I suggest you start running,” Mr. Brown sneered. “Because I’m not the only one after you.”
The line went dead and Jane felt a cold sweat break out on her forehead. She turned to John, who was already reaching for his gun.
“We need to get out of here,” he said, loading his weapon. “Now.”
They burst out of the motel room, firing at the hitmen who were waiting for them outside. They ran towards their car, but it had already been sabotaged. The tires were slashed, the engine was dead.
“We’re trapped,” Jane muttered, scanning the area for an escape route.
“I’ve got an idea,” John said, pulling out his phone.
He dialed a number and spoke rapidly in a foreign language. Jane didn’t know what he was saying, but she could hear the urgency in his voice.
“We need a way out,” he said, hanging up. “There’s a guy I know who owes me a favor. He’ll help us.”
They found a nearby alleyway and waited. It wasn’t long before a black van screeched to a stop in front of them. The driver was a burly man with tattoos covering his arms.
“Get in,” he said, motioning for them to climb into the back of the van.
They did as they were told, and the van took off at breakneck speed. Jane was thrown around like a rag doll, but she held on tight. John sat beside her, his gun at the ready.
“Who was that you called?” Jane asked him, trying to catch her breath.
“An old friend,” John replied, his eyes scanning the road ahead. “He owes me a favor.”
“But why would he risk his own life for us?” Jane asked, confused.
John shrugged. “We’ve all got our skeletons in the closet,” he said enigmatically.
They finally arrived at a safehouse in the middle of nowhere. The driver dropped them off and drove away without a word. John and Jane walked inside, cautiously checking every corner for signs of danger.
It was a small, sparsely furnished room with a single window. John sat down heavily on the bed, running a hand through his hair.
“We need to figure out who’s behind this,” he said, his voice low. “We can’t trust anyone anymore.”
Jane nodded, pacing back and forth. “But how do we do that?” she asked, frustrated. “We don’t even know who we’re fighting against.”
They sat in silence for a while, each lost in their own thoughts. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
John grabbed his gun and motioned for Jane to stay put. He opened the door a crack, ready to shoot if necessary.
But it was a familiar face on the other side. It was John’s old partner, Tom.
“What the hell are you doing here?” John demanded, his gun still trained on Tom’s chest.
“I heard what happened,” Tom said, holding up his hands in a gesture of peace. “I came to help.”
John hesitated for a moment, then lowered his gun. “All right,” he said. “Come in.”
Tom walked inside, looking around the room. “Nice place,” he said sarcastically. “What’s the plan?”
“We don’t have one yet,” Jane spoke up, her voice tense. “We need to find out who’s after us.”
Tom nodded. “I’ve got some connections,” he said. “I can try to dig up some information.”
They spent the rest of the night huddled over a laptop, searching for any clues to their enemies’ identities. But all they found were dead ends and false leads.
“We’ll have to try again tomorrow,” John said, rubbing his eyes tiredly.
They settled down to sleep, but Jane couldn’t help feeling a sense of unease. Who could they trust, if not each other? And what if they never found out who was behind the hit?
She fell into a restless sleep, plagued by nightmares of bullets and blood.
Chapter 6: “Facing the Consequences”
John and Jane’s past actions catch up to them as they find themselves hunted by both the FBI and their former employers. They are on the run and must use every trick in the book to survive.
As they make their way through the city, John and Jane’s adrenaline is pumping. They know that one wrong turn could mean the end of their lives. The constant fear of being caught is taking a toll on them, and they both feel like they are at their breaking point.
They are constantly changing their appearance to avoid detection, but their former employers are always one step ahead. As they move from safe house to safe house, John and Jane are on edge, knowing that their enemies could be waiting for them around every corner.
The FBI is also hot on their trail. Agent Smith, who has been chasing them for years, is determined to catch them once and for all. He knows that they are dangerous and that they will stop at nothing to protect themselves.
John and Jane are running out of options. They have exhausted their resources and are now living off the grid. They are constantly looking over their shoulders and they can feel the walls closing in on them.
One day, as they are walking down the street, they see a familiar face. It’s one of their former colleagues, who they thought was dead. He tells them that their former employers want them dead and that he can help them escape the country.
John and Jane are hesitant to trust him, but they know they don’t have many options left. They agree to meet him later that night at a safe house on the outskirts of the city.
As they make their way to the safe house, John and Jane can feel that something is off. They are on high alert and their senses are heightened. When they arrive at the safe house, they see that their former colleague has set them up.
Their former employers are waiting for them inside the safe house, armed to the teeth. John and Jane are outnumbered and outgunned, but they refuse to go down without a fight.
What ensues is a brutal and bloody battle. John and Jane use every weapon at their disposal, from guns to knives to their bare fists. They are fighting for their lives, and they refuse to let their enemies win.
As the smoke clears and the dust settles, John and Jane emerge victorious. Their former employers are dead, and they have finally put their pasts behind them. They know that they will never be able to go back to their old lives, but they are grateful for the chance to start anew.
In the aftermath of the battle, John and Jane are approached by Agent Smith. He tells them that they are free to go, but that he will always be watching them. They both know that they can never fully escape their past, but they are determined to make the most of their second chance.
John and Jane leave the country and start a new life together. They are no longer living in fear, and they feel like they have finally found a sense of peace. They know that their future will be uncertain, but they are ready to face whatever challenges come their way.
Chapter 7: “A New Beginning”
John and Jane sat in their car, watching as their former employers’ building exploded in flames. It was the end of an era, the end of the life they had known for so long. But it was also a new beginning.
They looked at each other, both feeling a mix of relief and uncertainty. They had just taken down some of the biggest names in the assassination business, but they knew there would always be someone else to take their place.
“We did it,” John said, breaking the silence.
“We did,” Jane replied, a small smile on her face.
They drove away from the scene, not knowing where they were headed but feeling free for the first time in a long time. As they drove, they talked about what their new life would look like.
“We could travel,” John suggested. “See the world. Maybe even retire somewhere quiet.”
Jane chuckled. “Retire? You?” she teased.
John shrugged, a playful glint in his eye. “Hey, we could always open up a bed and breakfast or something.”
They laughed, enjoying the feeling of being able to joke and dream without the weight of their pasts hanging over their heads.
But as they continued to talk, they both knew that leaving their old lives behind wouldn’t be easy. They would always be looking over their shoulders, always wondering if they were being watched.
“I just wish we could have a fresh start,” Jane said, her voice tinged with sadness.
John reached over and took her hand. “We can,” he said, his voice firm. “We will. We’ll make it work.”
They drove on in contented silence for a while, until they came across a small town that looked like it had been frozen in time.
“This looks nice,” John remarked.
Jane nodded in agreement, peering out the window at the quaint storefronts and friendly-looking people. “Let’s check it out.”
They found a small hotel and checked in, feeling grateful to be able to relax for the first time in what felt like forever. They spent the next few days exploring the town, getting to know some of the locals, and trying to forget about the lives they had left behind.
But as much as they tried to leave their pasts behind, their pasts weren’t done with them yet.
One day, as they were walking through town, they saw two men approaching them. They knew instinctively that these men were dangerous, and they knew they had to act fast.
Without a word, they split up, each taking one of the men on. John fought fiercely, his years of training coming back to him in an instant. Jane was just as skilled, taking down her opponent with ease.
When the fight was over, they looked at each other, both panting and exhausted but also exhilarated.
“We can’t keep running forever,” Jane said, her voice low.
“I know,” John replied. “But we’ll face whatever comes together.”
They continued to live in the small town, always cautious but also hopeful that they could start a new life there. Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months.
But just when they thought they had finally left their old lives behind, they received a visitor.
It was someone they never expected to see again, someone who had been a part of their old lives but had always remained on the sidelines.
“Hello, John. Jane,” the man said, his smile unnerving.
“What are you doing here?” John demanded, his hand instinctively going to his waistband.
The man held up his hands in a placating gesture. “I come in peace,” he said. “I wanted to see for myself that you were really out of the game.”
John and Jane exchanged a look, both wary.
“We are,” Jane said firmly.
The man nodded, his smile fading. “Good. Because there are some people who aren’t willing to let you go that easily.”
And with that, he left, leaving John and Jane to wonder what was coming next.
Days passed, and nothing changed. John and Jane continued to live their lives in the small town, always on the lookout but also trying to be hopeful that their pasts wouldn’t catch up with them.
But as they went to bed one night, they heard the unmistakable sound of helicopters approaching.
They knew what was coming next.
Without a word, they packed their bags and headed out the back door of the hotel. They ran as fast as they could, trying to put as much distance between them and their pursuers as possible.
They made it to a small airport, where they were able to commandeer a private plane. They took off just in time, narrowly avoiding the incoming helicopters.
As they flew away from their old lives, they felt a mixture of relief and sadness. They had finally left their old lives behind, but they knew it would always be a part of them.
“We’ll make it work,” John said, his hand on the throttle.
“We will,” Jane replied, her hand on his shoulder.
And with that, they flew into the sunset, ready to face whatever came next.
Some scenes from the movie Mr. & Mrs. Smith written by A.I.
EXT. SUBURBAN NEIGHBORHOOD – DAY
The camera pans over a quiet suburban neighborhood until it focuses on a white picket fence and a well-manicured lawn. The camera then goes through the front door and into the living room, where we find John and Jane Smith sitting on opposite ends of the couch, looking bored.
(Taking a sip from his beer)
“I’m bored. We never do anything anymore.”
(Rolling her eyes)
“What do you suggest we do, John?”
“I don’t know. Maybe we could go rob a bank or something.”
“That might be fun.”
“I was just kidding, but it’s nice to know you’re open to the idea.”
There’s a moment of silence before John speaks again.
“Seriously, though. I feel like we’re stuck in a rut. We need to spice things up.”
“I know what you mean. Maybe we could take a vacation or something.”
“A vacation? That’s your idea of spicing things up?”
(Rolling her eyes)
“What do you suggest, John?”
(Thinking for a moment)
“I don’t know. Maybe we could start with something small, like going out to dinner or seeing a movie.”
“That sounds nice.”
The camera zooms in on John and Jane’s wedding rings as they clink together before cutting to black.
EXT. FANCY HOTEL – NIGHT
John and Jane Smith arrive at the hotel in their separate cars, unaware that they are both there to take out their next target – each other.
INT. FANCY HOTEL – NIGHT
John and Jane are both in their rooms preparing for the hit. John sets up his sniper rifle on the balcony while Jane checks her weapons.
(looking through his rifle scope)
“Target is in sight. I’m ready to take the shot.”
“Copy that. I’m in position too.”
The tension builds as they both wait for the signal to take the shot.
“Wait, I think I see movement. Is that…Jane?”
“What? No, I don’t see anyone. Just take the shot, John.”
“I can’t. Something’s not right.”
Jane hears this and starts to doubt her own mission. She peeks out of her window and sees John on the balcony.
“John, what are you doing here?”
“Jane? You’re my target?”
“You’re mine too?!”
The two of them realize the truth and a heated argument ensues.
“We’ve been lying to each other for years! How could you keep this from me?”
“Same to you, John! I thought we had trust in our marriage!”
The argument eventually leads to a physical struggle as they fight for dominance.
“I can’t let you take me out, Jane!”
“You’re not the only one who knows how to handle a weapon, John!”
Their fight ends as they both collapse on the floor, exhausted and wounded.
“What do we do now?”
“We have to work together. There’s no other way.”
EXT. SMITH HOUSE – DAY
John and Jane sit outside on their patio, sipping on glasses of wine. Tension is palpable between them.
(leaning in close)
I can’t believe I didn’t know who you really were all this time.
Well, I didn’t know about you either.
They sit in silence for a moment.
I know we have a lot to work through, but for now, can we just forget about everything and enjoy each other’s company?
I’d like that.
They clink their glasses together and take a sip.
(looking at Jane intensely)
You know, there’s something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time.
(raising an eyebrow)
Oh yeah? What’s that?
John leans in and kisses Jane passionately. She responds with equal fervor, and they pull away breathless.
I love you, Jane.
I love you too, John.
Suddenly, they hear a strange noise, and their guns are drawn in an instant. They see a drone hovering above their yard.
(speaking into earpiece)
What the hell is going on?
Suddenly, their earpieces burst with the sound of gunfire and screams.
(grabbing John’s hand)
We have to go.
They run inside, grabbing their weapons and gear along the way.
INT. SMITH HOUSE – CONTINUOUS
John and Jane dart through the rooms, checking corners for any threats. They hear footsteps and voices coming from upstairs.
Split up. I’ll take the left hallway, you take the right.
They head in opposite directions, guns at the ready.
INT. SMITH HOUSE – LATER
John bursts into a room and sees Jane fighting off three assailants. He gets one in the back of the head with the butt of his gun, and Jane takes out the other two with a well-placed kick and gunshot.
They share a quick kiss before continuing their search for any remaining threats.
EXT: ABANDONED FACTORY – NIGHT
John and Jane stand back to back, guns drawn as they face off against a group of armed gunmen.
You sure you can trust me?
(looking at her)
I trust you to do your job.
Glad we agree on that.
The two assassins spring into action, unleashing a hail of gunfire on their attackers. They move in perfect sync, taking down their enemies with ease.
INT: ABANDONED FACTORY – MOMENTS LATER
John and Jane enter a dimly lit room, their guns still drawn. They see a man sitting behind a desk, a smirk on his face.
Well, well, well. If it isn’t the deadly duo.
We’re here to make a deal.
(raising an eyebrow)
We’re tired of playing for different teams. We want to work together.
(leaning back in his chair)
And why should I trust you two?
Because we both want the same thing. To take down our former employers.
And how do you plan on doing that?
John and Jane exchange a look before pulling out a file folder and sliding it across the desk. The man opens the folder and begins to read.
Well, well, well. This could be the beginning of a beautiful partnership.
The three of them shake hands, sealing their alliance.
FADE TO BLACK.
– John Smith: Highly-paid assassin
– Jane Smith: Highly-paid assassin
– Mr. X: John’s employer
– Ms. Y: Jane’s employer
– Agent Daniels: FBI Agent
Setting: A dimly-lit warehouse in an industrial part of the city.
INT. WAREHOUSE – NIGHT
John and Jane are caught off guard as they are ambushed by a group of hitmen sent by their employers. They are outnumbered and outgunned, but they manage to hold their own thanks to their skills as assassins.
We need to get out of here.
Agreed. Let’s make a run for it.
Just as they are about to make a break for it, they hear a loud bang. The door to the warehouse has been kicked open, revealing Agent Daniels and a team of FBI agents.
Freeze! You’re both under arrest.
John and Jane reluctantly drop their weapons and put their hands up. Agent Daniels approaches them and handcuffs them.
I’ve been tracking the both of you for months. You’re both highly-skilled assassins working for rival organizations. You’re going to spend the rest of your lives in prison.
Our employers put a bounty on our heads! We had no choice but to defend ourselves.
Please, you have to believe us. We had no intention of hurting anyone.
Agent Daniels pauses for a moment and looks at John and Jane’s sincere expressions.
I’ll look into your claim, but for now, you both need to come with me.
John and Jane are led away in handcuffs, unsure of what the future holds for them.
FADE TO BLACK.
The screen goes black as the sound of the handcuffs clinking together fades away. The audience is left with a feeling of uncertainty and unease, wondering what will happen next to the two highly-skilled assassins.
John Smith: A highly-skilled assassin living a double life as an ordinary suburbanite.
Jane Smith: John’s wife and rival assassin, equally deadly and living a double life.
Frank: John’s former boss and the head of a powerful assassins’ organization.
Samantha: Jane’s former boss and the head of a rival assassins’ organization.
Agent Johnson: An FBI agent hunting down John and Jane, determined to stop them at all costs.
John and Jane are crouching behind a large tree, their guns at the ready.
We can’t keep running like this forever. We have to face them.
We’re not going to face them. We’re going to run until we can’t run anymore.
We can’t keep running forever, Jane. We need to confront them, figure out a way out of this.
Fine. What’s the plan?
There’s a ranger station a few miles up ahead. We can hold up there until the heat dies down.
And what if they find us there?
We’ll just have to make sure they don’t.
Suddenly, they hear a rustling in the bushes nearby. They point their guns in the direction of the sound.
(emerging from the bushes)
Put your guns down, John and Jane. We need to talk.
John and Jane look at each other skeptically, but lower their guns.
You really thought you could just walk away from this, did you?
We’re not walking away, Frank. We’re running.
(emerging from the other side of the clearing)
It’s too late for that, Jane. We’ve got the FBI on our trail now.
(emerging from behind Samantha)
That’s right. And I’m not going to stop until I bring you in for good.
John and Jane look at each other nervously, realizing the gravity of their situation.