Die Hard Page #13

MCCLANE:

They've already killed one hostage,

and they're fortifying their positions

while we're bullshitting! Now, send

police backup ASAP!

SUPERVISOR'S VOICE

Sir, I've already told you, this is

a reserved channel. If this is an

emergency call, dial 911 on your

telephone. Otherwise I will report

you to the police --

MCCLANE:

(to the radio)

-- fine! Report me! Hey, come the f***

down here and arrest me! Send the

police. NOW -- !

Suddenly machine gun shells rip into the concrete wall in front

of him. The noise is deadening as we:

CUT TO:

103 INT. DISPATCHER OFFICE - SAME 103

Both Supervisor and Dispatcher reach for their headsets in

pain from the INTENSE SOUND and:

104 OUT OUT 104

105 EXT. ROOF - ON MCCLANE - SAME 105

Running. Tracer bullets rip into the wall behind him. He

reaches the corner and sees the other two terrorists moving

toward him. Before they see him, he leaps down to the next

level out of range of Karl.

106 INT. EMERGENCY DISPATCH - SAME 106

The Dispatcher looks critically at the Supervisor in the

sudden silence.

SUPERVISOR:

(importantly)

Ad...have a black-and-white do a

drive-by.

CUT TO:

107 INT. 7-11 - AT THE COUNTER - NIGHT 107

TIGHT as one after another after another HOSTESS TWINKIE is

stacked up on the counter. CAMERA WIDENS and we SEE the

young male CLERK, who stifles a smile. Another teenage

employee behind the counter also smothers a laugh.

The customer is POWELL, young for a police veteran, old for

the rest of the world.

CLERK:

Thought you guys just ate donuts.

POWELL:

They're for my wife. She's pregnant.

If I knew she was gonna eat a dozen

at a shot, I woulda bought stock in

the company.

The Clerk nods and puts them in a bag. As Powell pays, suddenly

his BELT RADIO crackles to life.

DISPATCHER'S VOICE/RADIO

Dispatch to One Adam Ten, over.

Powell grabs the radio, speaks into it.

POWELL:

One Adam Ten, go ahead.

DISPATCHER'S VOICE/RADIO

Investigate a code two at Nakatomi

Plaza, Century City.

POWELL:

(thinking)

Nakatomi Plaza?

He moves to the door, steps outside.

107-A EXT. CONVENIENCE STORE 107-A

Powell looks towards the horizon and up.

There it is, Nakatomi, in all its gleaming glory.

DISPATCH VOICE:

One Adam Ten, do you copy?

Powell is already moving to the car. He tosses in the twinkies,

hops behind the wheel.

POWELL:

(into police

radio)

Roger, dispatch. I'm on the way.

And he BURNS RUBBER leaving the store:

CUT TO:

108 EXT. ROOF - ON MCCLANE - NIGHT 108

running for his life, from Fritz and Franco, doesn't realize

he is being herded around the building toward Karl. Suddenly

McClane turns a corner and sees Karl. The big man fires a

burst and McClane ducks back stopping at the exterior door

to the pump room he used before. It is locked from the inside.

He BLOWS the lock off with a burst from his machine gun and

slips into the darkness of the:

109 ELEVATOR SHAFT NEAR PUMP ROOM 109

Coming quickly out of the pump room, McClane picks his way

over the same ground as a few minutes before and opens the door

to the elevator shaft. The dimly lit shaft yawns before him.

He starts down the ladder back to the catwalk, moves along

it -- STOPS.

The catwalk ends, and the elevator is gone.

109-A INT. PUMP ROOM - OTHER END 109-A

Karl crosses, starts to open the door to the elevator shaft

when suddenly their radio crackles with --

HANS' VOICE

Karl? Franco? Did you catch him?

FRANCO:

No, but he's in the elevator shaft.

HANS' VOICE

Prefect. The elevators are locked off. *

He can't escape. Just shut him in and

return to base.

KARL:

Hans, he killed by brother --

HANS:

(more firmly)

Karl, I know you want him, but the

police are probably on their way.

Maybe we can convince them it was all

a mistake, but not if they hear gunshots!

If you lock him in he'll be neutralized

-- now do it! Karl? Karl!

Karl turns off his radio. In the light of their flashlights,

the two other terrorists look at Karl in stunned disbelief.

He opens the door to the elevator shaft.

109-B INT. ELEVATOR SHAFT - ON MCCLANE 109-B

He's OVERHEARD enough of this to realize he's in deep sh*t.

He backtracks to the air shaft door, strikes a cigarette

lighter.

110- OUT OUT 110-

117 117

117-A ELEVATOR SHAFT (OPPOSITE SIDE) 117-A

Karl steps off the ladder to the catwalk, his own gun held *

ready.

118 MCCLANE 118

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