Beverly Hills Cop III Page #2

pulling a stall-and-hook

in a mall parking lot.

It's the same MO

as those jobs on Melrose last week.

Beautiful. I'll run out there

and talk to them.

They're holding 'em in Van Nuys.

I'll call and tell them you're coming.

- Good. All right.

- Jon...

I want you to meet a friend of mine.

Axel Foley. Axel, Jon Flint.

How are you? I've heard about you.

You're from Detroit, right?

Taggart used to talk about you.

Hey. Taggart! Where is he?

I'd love to say hello to him.

Then you'll have to fly to Phoenix.

Taggart's retired.

Spends his days lost in the woods

looking for his golf balls.

That's a dream

I'm not too far from myself.

So what brings you to California, Axel?

Vacation?

- I'm looking for a killer.

- In Beverly Hills?

- No. Wonder World.

- Wonder World?

You mean Rufus Rabbit

has gone berserko?

No. My boss got gunned down

in a chop shop.

The killer got away

in a cream-coloured Ford truck,

- and I think it might be out here.

- Plates?

Plates were phony. We got some

evidence that points to Wonder World.

So what I want to do is go down

to Wonder World and look around

and ask some questions.

Maybe I can find something out.

Would y'all know somebody there?

Absolutely. Ellis DeWald

is the head of park security.

Runs the biggest private

security force in America.

Can you introduce me to him?

As soon as I have a talk

with the perps in Van Nuys, all right?

You go on out. I'll call DeWald,

tell him you're coming.

He's a great guy. He's a pal of mine.

I'll meet you out there.

Great. Thanks.

You'll love Wonder World.

It's a great place.

Axel, don't forget,

we play by the rules around here.

I've heard Taggart's stories.

Which one of those green lines

is Wonder World behind?

- There he is!

- OK, come on!

Hello, sir, welcome to Wonder World.

Can I help you?

Yes, I'd like to talk to one of the park

executives, a Mr. Ellis DeWald.

Do you have an appointment?

- I'm supposed to. My name's Axel Foley.

- OK.

I'm sorry, sir.

I don't have you on the list.

Maybe they haven't called yet.

A Detective Flint from

the Beverly Hills Police Department

was supposed to call

and get me squared away.

I'm sorry, sir, but if you don't have

an appointment for park business,

you will have to buy a ticket.

- How much is a ticket?

- Thirty-five dollars.

Thirty-five dollars?!

That allows you and your party access

to all the rides, shows and attractions.

Wait a minute. Look,

I don't want to go on any rides,

and I don't have any party.

It's just me.

All I wanna do

is talk to the director of security.

Excuse me, sir, would you step

out of line for a moment, please?

- What line?

- Just step over here, please, sir.

Thank you.

Is there a problem, sir?

Yeah, I'll tell you

what the problem is.

Thirty-five dollars,

that's what the problem is.

If the admission seems high,

we suggest you go

down the road to Fantasy Park.

You might find their ticket price

more to your liking, sir.

The point is, I'm here to see

Ellis DeWald. Is he your boss?

Yes. Mr. DeWald

is head of security and guest relations.

- Do you have an appointment?

- I'm supposed to have an appointment.

"Supposed to" is not having, is it, sir?

Excuse me.

- One, please.

- There you go. Thank you.

Thank you.

You know, you should have your tailor

cut the jacket a little wider

in the chest.

That way your gun

won't bulge in the back.

Thank you.

Uncle Dave.

What's going on?

"Alien Attack"?

Can I help you?

I was just curious

what Alien Attack is.

Watch.

Attention! Attention!

This is a red alert.

Alien spacecraft

are invading the city.

Board the subway trains

for immediate evacuation.

This is wild.

Yes, it's one of our

more popular attractions.

Excuse me, but...

what are you doing in here?

You're right. I gotta go.

I have a meeting,

but thanks for the show.

Punch up tunnel nine. Take a look.

- What do you want to do?

- I'll send Cooper. Get him.

Excuse me.

- Hey!

- That's not fair.

Maintenance.

I gotta go grease a chain.

- Hear how dry it sounds?

- Sorry.

Come on. Let's go.

- Hi, Mom!

- Mom, up here!

- Hi, Mommy! Up here!

- We're here!

- Bring that man down.

- I can't until it goes all...

- I said bring it down, God damn it.

- Don't...

Don't. Don't! Jesus!

- What the hell?

- What's going on?

Code red on The Spider.

Wonder World? Axel!

- Mama!

- Help!

Help! Please!

Oh, sh*t!

Oh, my God. Look!

- Are you all right?

- I'm OK, just don't let go.

All units in the vicinity

of Wonder World,

proceed immediately to assist

in emergency rescue.

Axel!

Hi!

You see this rope?

We're gonna try to slide down this rope

all the way to the ground.

- We are?

- We're gonna try.

Gimme your hand. I want you

to come up and hold on to my neck.

Come on. It's OK.

You gonna grab

onto my neck really tight.

OK? Come on. Hold on really tight.

Hold on tight...

Not too tight!

Give me your hand.

Come on. None of that.

Give me your hand. It's OK. Come on.

It's OK.

Come on.

Hang on! Hang on tight!

Come on. Come on up.

Our head of security has confirmed

your identity with the Detroit police.

But neither they nor I...

...understand what

you're doing at Wonder World.

I told you, I was investigating a crime.

I think I'm in the right place,

because I've been here for ten minutes

and I've already been shot at.

Yes. Some of our

guest relations people, you said.

Miss Perkins is here

with the surveillance tapes.

Send her right in.

This starts in The Spider

maintenance tunnel.

There I am, coming down the tunnel.

What is that?

Tracking fuzz.

The monitors are all on a loop.

I don't see any gunman, Mr. Foley.

Who the f*** do you think

I was shooting at?

You better start thinking

about a lawyer, Foley.

The tapes don't show your gunman.

They don't show something else,

Mr. Sanderson.

They don't show Mr. Foley's courage

when the ride malfunctioned.

He risked his life to save two children.

Yeah, they don't show that sh*t.

Well, that would be very impressive,

if we knew for sure you didn't cause

the malfunction in the first place.

- Mr. DeWald.

- Send him in.

Mr. Foley, Mr. DeWald.

You f***! Motherf***er...

That's him!

Motherf***er!

That's the f***ing guy I'm looking for!

Orrin, you want to tell me

what's going on here?

This f***ing guy shot

a Detroit police officer last weekend!

Last weekend? I was at my

beach house in Laguna last weekend.

Your beach home in Laguna?

Wait, hold on, I think I got

the wrong guy. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, this is a big... I'm cool.

This is a big misunderstanding.

I didn't know you were at your beach...

...f***ing beach house in Laguna!

You motherf***er!

- Miss Bruce, call the police.

- They just walked in.

Axel!

That's the guy! That's the killer!

Ellis DeWald?

Axel!

We really appreciate this, Ellis.

Your friend is lucky Mr. Sanderson

doesn't want any publicity.

You just keep him and his delusions

out of my face and out of my park.

No problem, Ellis. You got it, babe.

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