Die Hard 2 Page #11
- R
- Year:
- 1990
- 124 min
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MCCLANE:
(pissed, moving in)
Monday morning? My wife's on one
of those planes these aasstards are
f***ing with! That makes me a player
on the f***ing field, you putz! And
if you got off your fat ass when I
told you to, maybe we wouldn't be
knee deep in sh*t right now!
LORENZO:
(turning, shouting)
Security!
(back to McClane)
You're out of here!
And already two big Airport cops are trotting over. As Trudeau
REACTS, unsure -
LORENZO:
Mr. Trudeau. Do I have to remind you
about FAA regulations regarding
unauthorized personnel in the control
tower?
TRUDEAU:
(TO GUARDS)
See Mr. McClane out.
It opens. Someone's inside., but we don't feature them yet.
MCCLANE:
(as he's muscled in)
Trudeau, can't you see you're dealing
with pros? You can't f*** with these
GUYS -
Sam comes out of the elevator, holding up her ID.
SAM:
(TO TRUDEAU)
Sam Coleman, WNTW news. Mr. Trudeau,
there's a lot of rumors flying around
THE -
LORENZO:
Oh, no, no way -
CONTINUED:
37
(X)
-96 CONTINUED - 96
TRUDEAU:
This is off limits, Coleman, you know
that!
Together with McClane she's shoved into the elevator.
MCCLANE:
Anything you can think-of, they'll
think of, too!
But the elevator DOORS CLOSE on him and now Lorenzo turns a KEY
on the control panel, then SPEAKS into his walkie talkie.
LORENZO:
Lobby Security, come in.
96A AIRPORT - LOBBY - INTERCUT 96A
LOBBY COP:
(into RADIO),
Tomlinson here -
LORENZO:
And Lorenzo here, with two
unauthorized personnel in the f***ing
tower! Get your thumb out of your
ass and get over to the elevator.
Get them out and post a guard or
you're gonna have a pink slip in your
Christmas stocking!
Rattled, the guard signals a comrade, hustles to obey.
SAM:
Anything who can think of? Can't
f*** with.what guys?
McClane punches buttons. But it's on override.
MCCLANE:
Sh*t!
SAM:
Big drug dealer on the way to prison.
Gunfight in airport. Every controller
in the coffee shop getting beeped
and hauling ass, and you rocking the
boat. A connection? Come on, McClane
-Just a few words -?
CONTINUED:
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97 CONTINUED - 97
MCCLANE:
(opening the control
PANEL)
How about "f***" and "you"?
SAM:
I already got that from Colonel
Stuart, thanks -!
McClane STOPS as if zapped by a Taser.
MCCLANE:
(REALIZING)
Stuart! The guy who got canned by
Congress - that's who he was-
SAM:
Huh? Who he who?
But McClane has already jumped up and grabbed the light fixture,
and now in a gymnast's move KICKS out the ceiling hatch and
disappears through the roof! (X)
The door opens. The GUARDS there REACT to the open ceiling. (X)
Sam shrugs.
SAM:
Claustrophobic, I guess.
CUT TO:
TILT UP from a big map of the airport. Lots of AD-LIB
BRAINSTORMING, some of it breaking through - some how one reedy
hesitant voice cuts through with nothing but confidence
BARNES:
--guys, guys, all we have to do is
find a way to transmit - (X)
1ST ENGINEER
(SARCASTIC)
Yeah, right. Somebody run down to
Radio Shack and get a transmitter-
BARNES:
We have one.
(POINTING OUTSIDE)
The new terminal wing they're
building? Twenty airlines when it's
done?
(MORE)
CONTINUED:
39
(X)
CONTINUED - 99
BARNES (CONT'D)
All with their reservation computers,
all tied into a nice big antenna
array so they can talk to their home
offices- it's just sitting there
waiting to go on line -
I 2ND ENGINEER
BARNES:
I:
Doesn't matter; The planes we want
to reach are right overhead. I could
rig our frequency in - 30 minutes...
wire in a crossover and we're hot.
The planes wouldn't even know the
difference.
TRUDEAU:
Get what you need. Borrow, steal,
kill.
LORENZO:
(heading for the elevator)
I want my Swat team to go with him
as cover.
(firm, tough)
Whatever we can think of - they can
think of, too.
He says it like he thought of it himself. Then -
STUART'S VOICE
Attention, Tower. You have two more
minutes to stack the planes in your
inbound pattern over your outside
radio marker. After that you will
be able.to receive only. Any attempt
to restore your systems will be met
by severe penalties.
At the elevator, Lorenzo pauses - stage WHISPERS -
LORENZO:
He's bluffing -
Lorenzo leaves. Trudeau ain't so sure.
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