Angle, as HANS approaches SABRE, drawing his SWORD. He’s leering at her evilly.
SABRE still holds the MAP CASE.
3. HANS: That doesn’t BELONG to you.
4. SABRE: It does NOW.
SABRE pulls a HILT from her belt with her free hand. A slight, smug, very self-assured grin playing at her lips – she’s very cocky.
5. SABRE: Unless you’d like to try and TAKE it from
With a flick of the wrist, the HILT unfolds into a rapier of her own – thinking of the folding blade effect in the new Star Trek movie.
SABRE has a gleam in her eye. A dangerous woman.
6. SABRE: Fancy your chances?