Die Hard Page #21

THEO:

(into a throat mike)

It was the night before Xmas, and

all through the house, not a creature

was stirring, expect for the four

a**holes coming in the rear in

standard 2 X 2 cover formation.

192 INT. LOBBY - NIGHT 192

Eddie and another terrorist, ULI, take up prone firing

positions, using the gaps in the steel partition like gunpoints.

193 ANGLE ON TWO SWAT OFFICERS 193

Mitchell and Robinson watch from behind the cover of a police

car as the SWAT officers remove a portable welding torch and

begin cutting their way through the locks.

194 INT. 33RD FLOOR - MCCLANE 194

He moves painfully to the window and looks out. He can't see

a thing because of the lights.

MCCLANE:

(to himself)

No...

195 EXT. POLICE BARRICADES - ON MITCHELL AND ROBINSON 195

Suddenly rifle fire sounds from the building.

ROBINSON:

(worriedly)

They're shooting at them

MITCHELL:

(calmly)

It's panic fire...they can't see

anything.

POWELL:

(under breath)

They're shooting at the lights.

More shots ring out from the building going over the SWAT

officers' heads and suddenly the huge dome of one of the

spotlights shatters behind Mitchell and Robinson's head.

The glow fades. A moment later the next light twenty feet

away dies.

ROBINSON:

They're going after the lights!

The two SWAT officers cutting the garage ate suddenly look up

as their cover starts to disappear.

ROBINSON:

Call them back.

MITCHELL:

No, they're almost in.

Suddenly the third and fourth lights are shot out and the SWAT

men become sitting ducks.

196 IN HOLLY'S OFFICE - HANS 196

He calmly speak into his CB.

HANS:

Don't get impatient. Just wound them.

197 INT. LOBBY 197

Eddie and Uli fire. They hit one of the officers in the leg,

the second one in the arm.

198 EXT. POLICE BARRICADES - ON MITCHELL AND ROBINSON 198

MITCHELL:

(on radio)

Send in the car!

An armored car wheels toward the building and starts toward

the wounded men.

199 INT. ROOF-MACHINE ROOM/SERVICE ELEVATOR - SAME 199

JAMES and Alexander quickly load two crates onto the service

elevator and push the button for the 3rd floor. As the car

starts down, they remove an anti-tank gun from one of the

crates.

200 WITH THEO - WATCHING SCREENS 200

THEO:

Well, what have we here. The

police've got themselves an R.V.

James, Alexander, southeast corner.

201 INT. 3RD FLOOR - SAME 201

The service elevator arrives on the 3rd floor and James and

Alexander move across the room toward the windows with the

anti-tank weapon. At the window, they prepare the weapon

for use.

Outside the window the armored car has stopped in front of the

wounded man and paramedics quickly load them in from the

sheltered side of the vehicle. Alexander quickly sights on

the armored car.

ALEXANDER:

(to Hans, CB)

I have them

HANS' VOICE

(o.s., over CB)

Fire.

202 EXT. THE ARMORED CAR 202

A blast ROARS from the third floor window and the shell hits

the armored car. The car pitches forward like a beast whose

front legs have been shot out from under it -- its front axle

destroyed, unable to move. Alexander looks back at James and

grins.

203 30TH FLOOR - HANS 203

He watches from his window. Coldly picks up his CB.

HANS:

Hit it again.

204 MCCLANE 204

listening. He picks up his CB.

MCCLANE:

Hans, you muthafucker, you've made

your point! Let them pull back!

HANS' VOICE

Thank you Mr. Cowboy, I'll take it

under advisement. His it again.

McClane slumps to the floor below the window. He feels

helpless, then notices his kit bag.

205 3RD FLOOR 205

James runs back to the crate on the elevator.

206 EXT. POLICE BARRICADE - ON ROBINSON AND MITCHELL 206

They look on in horror as the armored car sits helplessly on

fire. On the police radio channel we HEAR the screams of men

inside.

MITCHELL:

(to radio)

Rivers! Rodriguiz!...Report...

RIVERS:

(voice over; on

radio, yelling)

This is Rivers. We've got one dead.

Everybody's hit. Rodriguiz's bleeding

bad. We've got to get the f*** out of

here!

MITCHELL:

(to radio)

Rivers, hang on! That's an order!

Hang on, we'll get you out.

207 INT. ELEVATOR CAR - 3RD FLOOR - SAME 207

James opens the box of shells and takes two and starts back

across the room.

208 INT. 33RD FLOOR - CLOSE ON A SHAPE ON PLASTIC 208

EXPLOSIVE - SAME

Like a football. It sits on the seat of a secretary's chair

with castors. We PULL BACK TO SEE McClane press three

detonators into the top, then cover the explosive with a

typewriter, tying it securely in place with electrical cords.

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