Ace Ventura: Pet Detective Page #5
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1994
- 86 min
- 1,343 Views
ACE:
RRREHEHEALLY!
Comes up on the computer screen.
WOODSTOCK:
That, my friend, is the face of
the enemy.
He pages through his file on screen.
WOODSTOCK:
�Always tryin' to get his hands
on endangered species�
Newspaper articles fill the screen. One shows a picture of Camp and
some Dolphin players.
ACE:
Hold on, this guy's connected with
the Dolphins?
Ace leans in.
WOODSTOCK:
Camp donated the land the new
stadium's built on.
(re:
article)Oh, look at this, he's throwin'
another, "I'm the richest man in
the universe" party.
ACE:
(thinking)
Hmmm� I wonder if I can find
myself a date.
INT. CAMP'S MANSION - NIGHT
It's a magnificent home. There is an extremely formal party in
progress. Twenty to thirty people
having champagne, caviar, and hot air. We see Dan Marino sitting with
DAN:
We just choked in 82. We had a
chance to win and we didn't. But
nobody's gonna choke this time; if
they do, I'll kill 'em!
Everybody laughs.
EXT. CAMP'S MANSION - NIGHT
Ace and Melissa climb an impressive stairway leading to Camp's
mansion.
MELISSA:
I'm really going out on a limb
here, Ventura. Camp's social
events are strictly A-list.
ACE:
(a la Love Connection)
'Well, Chuck� the date started
off good, but just before we got
to the party, she seemed to tense
up.'
Melissa rolls her eyes, then taps a huge door knocker.
MELISSA:
I swear, if you do anything to
embarrass me in front of Camp�
ACE:
You mean like this?
Ace starts doing a spastic body convulsion. Just then a bald-headed
butler, who looks a little like
Gavin McCloud, opens the door. Ace doesn't notice until Melissa hits
him with her purse.
ACE:
Owwwe!!!
He sees the butler.
ACE:
Oh, hi Captain Stubing.
Melissa storms in, already pissed.
INT. CAMP'S MANSION - CONT
Ace and Melissa enter. Camp looks over.
CAMP:
Melissa! Glad you could make it!
Oh, and who is this?
MELISSA:
This is my date. He's a�
lawyer.
CAMP:
Well, does he have a name, or
should I call him "Lawyer"?
MELISSA:
I'm sorry, it's Ace - ah, Tom Ace.
Ace is very unimpressed with her lying ability. He jumps in.
ACE:
Tom Ace. Wonderful to meet you,
Mr. Camp, and congratualtions on
all your success. You smell
terrific.
CAMP:
Ah, well, thank you. Please, come
in.
Ace boldly leads the way over to an hors 'oeuvre table. Melissa
closely follows.
MELISSA:
(sotto)
This is insane. There's no way
that Camp stole Snowflake.
ACE:
(spreading pate' on a cracker)
Will you just keep him occupied,
while I work my magic please.
She crosses the room. He puts the cracker in his mouth and begins to
crunch. A man in a tux
beside Ace spreads pate' on his own cracker.
ACE:
(with a mouthful, to man)
Smooshy, isn't it?
Off the stuffy man's reaction�
INT. CAMP'S MANSION - SECONDS LATER
Ace approaches Camp.
ACE:
Excuse me, Ron, I need to use the
bathroom?
(palms his stomach, whispering loudly)
I think it's the pate'.
CAMP:
Um, it's just over there.
ACE:
better on the way out, huh?
Ace laughs, slaps Camp hard on the back and heads for the bathroom.
INT. BATHROOM - CONT
Ace wastes no time. He locks the door, turns on the water faucet,
steps onto the toilet seat, opens
and climbs out a window.
EXT. MANSION COURT YARD - CONT
Ace drops to the ground. He follows a pathway, through a gazebo and
into a doorway, all the time
quietly singing the musical score to 'Mission Impossible'.
INT. CAMP'S MANSION - FISH TANKS - CONT
Ace browses through a myriad of dramatically lit, salt water tanks,
still singing. They're all filled
with colorful exotic fish. Very impressive, but nothing large enough
to house a dolphin. He
continues on towards a large door.
INT. TANK ROOM - SECONDS LATER
A huge above-ground tank is covered with curtains to discourage
onlookers. Ace swings open the
large door and enters.
ACE:
Gravy.
Ace climbs a ladder on the side of the tank, singing more intensely
narrow catwalk over the center of the water. Ace grabs a feeder fish
from a pail and walks
carefully out there.
He looks into the dark pool, but sees nothing. Now he stops singing,
quietly squats down and
dangles the fish over the water.
ACE:
(gently)
Snowflake� Here, Snowflake�
Snooowflaaaake�
A GREAT WHITE LUNGES OUT OF THE WATER AND SNAPS ITS JAWS AN INCH
FROM ACE'S FACE!!! NEEDLESS TO SAY, ACE IS A TAD SURPRISED.
He reels back, falling off the catwalk, into the water.
INT. CAMP'S MANSION - SAME TIME
Melissa is admiring some beautiful tropical fish. Camp approaches.
CAMP:
Wonderful, aren't they?
MELISSA:
(nervously)
Yes. They're incredible.
CAMP:
No matter what is going on in my
swim and be completely at peace.
INT. INDOOR POOL ROOM - SAME TIME
The water is still for a moment. Then, Ace breaks the surface.
ACE:
(frantic, to himself)
It's not Snowflake� It's not
Snowflake.
Instantly, Ace's body is thrashed around back and forth through the
water, the entire length of the
pool.
ACE:
(screaming)
IT'S NOT SNOWFLAAAAKE!!! IT'S NOT
SNOWFLAAAA!!!
INT. CAMP'S MANSION - LATER
A line is forming outside the bathroom. Camp and Melissa are seated
nearby. He's getting curious.
CAMP:
Are you sure he's okay? It's been
an awfu;;y long time.
MELISSA:
Who, Tom? Oh, I'm sure he's fine.
Ace suddenly opens the bathroom door and stands there, completely
drenched from head to toe,
with his pants in shreds. Everyone stops. They all stare at Ace in
amazement.
ACE:
(loudly to the entire room)
(fanning the air)
Whewww!!
EXT. CAMP'S MANSION - LATER
Ace and Melissa are exiting. Camp stops in the doorway.
CAMP:
(still confused)
I'm very sorry, Mr. Ace. I'll
have the pluming checked
immediately.
ACE:
Be sure that you do. If I had
been drinking out of that toilet,
I might have been killed!
Ace shakes Camp's hand and notices his ring. He holds on to get a
better look. It's a very distinct,
commemorative ring.
Camp wants his hand back but Ace won't let go. Melissa finally drags
Ace away.
MELISSA:
We'd better go.
Camp looks on and shakes his head.
INT. MELISSA'S CAR - NIGHT
Ace is thinking. Melissa is pissed.
MELISSA:
�Y'know, I don't even want to
know why your pants are missing!
I don't care what happened! You
could have cost me my job.
ACE:
(on his own wavelength)
breaking the law but he's not our
guy.
MELISSA:
It's a sure thing! It's
definitely him! Just get me in
there! Let me work my magic!
Ace takes the stone out of his pocket and studies it intensely.
ACE:
This is the key. Right here!
MELISSA:
Hiring you was the biggest mistake
I ever made!
ACE:
So small! So unnoticeable! Yet
an invaluable piece� of our
Melissa stares at Ace like he's gone crazy. There is a flash of
headlights and a car horn. Melissa
swerves back into her own lane. Ace drops the stone somewhere on the
seat and begins to search
for it frantically.
ACE:
Damn it!
(to Melissa)
Try to keep it on the road.
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