Die Hard 2 Page #8

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CAMERA follows a MAN with a Pizza sized RADAR DISH as he crosses

the room, a CRONY unrolling WIRE behind him.

CRANE UP as the man CLIMBS into the STEEPLE... UP, UP, UP, until

he's in the BELFRY where a PRERIGGED TRIPOD WAITS for the dish.

As he CLAMPS it in place we SEE the yard behind the church and

the SPARKLE of WELDING TOOLS; someone is making CONNECTIONS

to the now open conduit box and underground CABLES.

CUT TO:

74 INT. TERMINAL - RENT A CAR COUNTER 74

MCCLANE:

Excuse me, honey - can I borrow your

office for a minute?

Before she can answer, he's over the counter and reaching for her

phone.

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75 INT. LAPD OFFICE - NIGHT 75

The office he's in shows us that AL POWELL has moved up in the

world - and Twinkies have move up along with him.

POWELL:

(swallowing, answering

PHONE)

Records. Sgt. Powell -

76 MCCLANE - AT RENT A CAR COUNTER - INTERCUT 76

MCCLANE:

Hey, partner. Get that twinky out

of your mouth and grab a pencil.

POWELL:

(LAUGHING)

John, how you doing? How's the

vacaction treating you?

MCCLANE:

Vacation? Holly stood me up for a

last minute meeting. I'm alone in

DC with the in-laws.

POWELL:

Ah, the in-laws. They love their

policemen son-in-laws, don't they?

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76 CONTINUED - 76

MCCLANE:

R' ht. Listen, Al, what's our FAX

n u mber in the station there?

POWELL:

550-3212. This is a first.

MCCLANE:

Yeah, well my wife's company makes

'em, I figure it's time to get one

of them pregnant.

(aside to girl)

This way?

(AH)

This way.

The FAX starts to leave McClane - voila, it's already arriving at

Powell's office.

POWELL:

(as it arrives)

Fingerprints?

MCCLANE:

From a stiff down here at Dulles.

I marked the whorls with a pen in

case the transmission's fuzzy. Can

you run that through State and Federal

for me - throw in Interpol if you

got it.

POWELL:

(WATCHING IT)

Will do. What's this about?

MCCLANE:

I don't know. Just a feeling.

POWELL:

Ouch. You get those feelings

insurance companies start to go

bankrupt.

MCCLANE:

The FAX number is uh -

GIRL:

-on the top edge of the transmission

he just got -

MCCLANE:

(AUTHORATIVELY)

-on the top edge of your transmission.

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76 CONTINUED - (2) 76

POWELL:

Airport, huh? You're not pissing

in somebody's little pool, are you?

MCCLANE:

(GRINNING)

Break out the chlorine.

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77 INT. HOLLY'S PLANE 77

The nice stewardess comes over to Holly, takes her glass.

STEWARDESS:

Need another?

HOLLY:

I don't think so.

(INDICATING THORNBERG)

I only have to look at his face for

fifteen more minutes.

CAPTAIN'S VOICE

(OVER PA)

Ladies and Gentlemen, I've just been

informed by Dulles traffic control

that a new weather front is moving

in ahead of us. We may be up here

for a little while longer...

GROANS. COMPLAINTS. Holly holds out her glass.

HOLLY:

Yes. Another.

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78 INT. RENT ACAR BOOTH 78

McClane paces, smoking. RRING. Both the FAX machine and the

telephone light up. McClane beats her to it.

MCCLANE:

Al?

79 POWELL - IN HIS OFFICE - INTERCUT 79

POWELL:

Right here, partner. Your stiff's

dossier is coming through right now.

MCCLANE:

What can you tell me?

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79 CONTINUED - 79

POWELL:

He's dead.

MCCLANE:

You needed a computer for that?

POWELL:

No, you don't follow me. According

to the Department of Defense, he's

been dead for 2 years.

MCCLANE:

What?

POWELL:

Yup. S/Sgt. Oswald Cochrane.

American advisor in Honduras, killed

in helicopter accident 5/11/88.

(reading the page)

Read between the lines of his military

record and it looks like a lot of

black bag stuff.

MCCLANE:

Yeah, I see it. Thanks a lot, Al.

I owe you.

He hangs up. The girl gives him the eye.

GIRL:

Say, I close in an hour... maybe we

could...

MCCLANE:

(showing his wedding ring)

Just the FAX,, ma'am. Just the FAX.

80 EXT. RENT A CAR AREA 80

McClane comes out, deep in thought - gets on an walkway.

Suddenly the CLICK of HEELS makes him turn.

Sam Coleman is trotting down the linoleum next to the walkway,

trying to keep up with him.

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