Die Hard Page #33
MCCLANE:
Where's Holly --
GINNY:
The took her -- after they saw the
kids on television --
MCCLANE:
What? God --
He looks off to the choppers. Closer yet. He turns, SHOUTS.
MCCLANE:
Listen to me! All of you, get down
to the lower floors -- you're all
in danger.
HOSTAGE:
What are you, crazy? We're being
rescued! Those helicopters --
MCCLANE:
-- there won't be sh*t for those helicopters
to land on, because the whole top of this
building is wired with explosives! Now
get below --
SECOND HOSTAGE:
But...we're safe up here --
MCCLANE:
Safe, my ass! This ain't a helipad,
it's a launching pad!
And he FIRES over their heads! They SCREAM, head for the door
as he hoped! He FIRES again, raking a line across the roof.
They really haul ass.
MCCLANE:
GET BELOW! NOW!
344 IN THE WING CHOPPER - MID-AIR 344
A YOUNG FBI AGENT is here with a rifle and a partner.
YOUNG FBI:
(into throat mike, looking
out the door)
Flight leader, this is Wing. I think
they're on to us. One of the terrorists
is firing on the hostages.
345 INSIDE THE OTHER CHOPPER 345
LITTLE JOHNSON:
(into mike)
Roger, Wing. We copy.
(to the pilot)
Swing around.
(raising his rifle)
Give me a clear shot.
The pilot nods.
HANS:
(supervising the work)
Schnell, schnell...der zeitz ist kurz...
Something catches his eye. He turns, looks at:
347 VIEW THROUGH WINDOW -- HIS P.O.V. 347
Through the glass here he can catch a glimpse of the hostages
coming back into the room!
CUT TO:
McClane herds the last of the hostages inside, starts for the
door himself, when with a ROAR and a CHATTER of rotors, the
lead chopper zooms overhead! McClane throws himself down on the
ground, looks up as the chopper banks in a tight turn and then
from the open side GUNFIRE erupts! Shocked, McClane DIVES out
of the way of the bullets that stitch across the door.
349 HOSTAGES - ON LOWER FLOORS (OR IN STAIRWELL) 349
descending, SCREAMING and HOWLING as a chopper SWEEPS past a
window on a loop back towards the roof.
BIG JOHNSON:
Bank and we'll nail him!
Hans whirls towards Kristoff.
HANS:
Blow the roof. Now!
KRISTOFF:
But Karl and Uli are up there --
CAMERA ADJUSTS to show the remote detonator on a table. Hans
goes to it.
McClane DIVES away from another burst.
MCCLANE:
You a**holes, I'm on your side -- !
They come in on another pass. Desperate, he looks around, see
a fire hose. Makes up his mind. With the chopper LOOMING UP
behind him, he slings Uli's weapon, runs to the fire hose,
unreels three yards, loops it around his back and under his legs.
He looks over the edge, hesitates:
MCCLANE:
F*** this...
Bullets HIT all around him. He JUMPS:
Hans extends the antenna...HITS the button.
The helipad EXPLODES! A FIREBALL rolls into the sky.
lose their footing on the floor. Dust and debris fall down,
but they're okay.
356 JOHNSON AND JOHNSON'S CHOPPER 356
STRAINS to avoid the rising fireball...can't! It's CAUGHT in
the explosion! It tips over, a rotor hits the roof -- it
CRASHES, EXPLODES, tumbles down the side of the building!
357 MCCLANE 357
Dangling against the side of the building, he DUCKS and winces
as FLAMING DEBRIS soar past him.
358 THE ROOF - HOSE WHEEL DEVICE 358
Flame ROARS TOWARDS it, engulfs it. It JERKS on its foundation
PIVOTS 180 degrees as several bolts slip:
359 MCCLANE 359
DROPS several more feet. He swallows, then KICKS against the
side of the building, his bloody feet leaving smears. The
shatterproof glass doesn't budge! Wincing as more FLAMING DEBRIS
sizzles by, McClane levels the machine gun, KICKS off from the
building, SWINGS back ten feet -- reaches the zenith of his
arc -- FIRES the gun and sails back in:
McClane SMASHES through the shattered glass, SAILS inside, rolls
onto the floor, PLOWING through furniture and decor. Finally
he STOPS, catches his breath with relief...rises to one knee:
The fire hose mounting is BLASTED off the roof, SAILS past the
CAMERA:
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