Point Break Page #3

COREY:

Hey Shamu, this is your guy.

Pappas eyes the new agent warily. Extends his hand.

PAPPAS:

Pappas. Angelo Pappas.

UTAH:

Punk. Quarterback Punk.

PAPPAS:

(grinning)

Welcome to Sea World, kid.

INT. SEDAN - DAY

SERIES OF TIGHT SHOTS

ECU sweep hand of a dive watch clicks through the

seconds.

Magnum shells are fed into a pump shotgun.

Velcro straps of Second Chance body armor are fastened.

White gloves are pulled snug over strong hands.

A silk tie is straightened. A shotgun slide is cocked.

The sweep hand approaches the twelve.

A LATEX MASK is pulled over the back of a man's head.

VOICE:

The little hand says...

The mask turns into FULL CLOSE-UP. It is RONALD REAGAN.

REAGAN:

... let's rock and roll.

INT. BANK OF AMERICA

Business as usual. The scene so normal you know something

is about to happen. An exiting MAN stuffs bucks into his

wallet, reaching for the door which--

SLAMS INWARD. He is hit by a wall of EX-PRESIDENTS.

REAGAN charges in with his buddies RICHARD M. NIXON,

LYNDON BAINES JOHNSON and JOHN F. KENNEDY.

Reagan throws the poor guy skidding across the floor.

Nixon buttstrokes a guard, hard in the nuts, with his 12

gauge.

The other guard goes for his holster -- finds himself

facing three shotguns and one very large handgun.

Reagan sights down the pistol.

REAGAN:

Use a gun, go to heaven.

The guard freezes. White and sweaty.

Tricky Dick slips up to him and collects the pistol.

Kennedy covers the stunned customers.

Johnson backs up against the door jam, watching the

street, and the sedan idling at the curb.

REAGAN:

EVERYBODY FREEZE!! That's right.

ALL TELLERS step back from the

counter! Hands on heads! MOVE!!

Nixon and Reagan move quickly to the counter as the

tellers comply.

REAGAN:

Everybody else on the floor! Do it!

On the floor, let's go.

NIXON:

SUCK LINOLEUM, B*TCH!! You got

earwax?!

Nixon grabs a stunned woman by the arm and hurls her to

the floor.

She lands hard. Everyone is on the deck by now.

The Presidents move fast.

Reagan leaps onto the counter. Stands up where he can see

all.

Nixon hurdles to tellers' side and they start moving down

the line together. Reagan controlling the room as Nixon

quickly empties the tellers' cash drawers into the sack.

His hands move like lightning.

REAGAN:

Just stay cool. Everybody stay

cool. Heads down. Eyes down. The

money's insured--

TIGHT ON -- MONEY flying into the sack.

REAGAN:

-- it's not worth dying for.

Another 45 seconds of your time.

That's all. Then -- Whoa, Tricky

Dick!

Nixon pulls a pack of twenties back out of the bag and

tosses it to the BANK MANAGER. Who reflexively catches

it.

Then drops it like a hot-potato just before--

It EXPLODES into a cloud of blue ink. The manager is dyed

blue.

Burnt money showers on the terrified customers.

LBJ looks at his watch and WHISTLES.

The bandits sprint for the front doors.

Kennedy exits first, followed by Reagan.

LBJ pauses under the surveillance camera, drops his

trousers and MOONS. Thank you is written across his white

butt.

BLACK AND WHITE VIDEO MONITOR--

High angle, distorted wide shot. LBJ hoists his pants and

splits, followed out by Nixon, who exits backward with the

famous double peace-sign held high overhead.

IMAGE FREEZES. Victorious Nixon, grainy... something from

a time warp. The image SUDDENLY GOES INTO HIGH-SPEED

REVERSE. The bank robbery sequence zips backward.

PAPPAS (V.O.)

Twenty-seven banks in three years.

In and out in 90 seconds. Nobody

ever gets shot. We're talking solid

professionals.

WE ARE IN--

INT. BANK CRIME SCENE - LATER

UTAH & PAPPAS are watching a monitor in the glassed-in

office. The robbery REPLAYS on grainy BLACK & WHITE

videotape.

The bandits barge in, raise shotguns and order everybody

to the floor.

UTAH:

Good move.

PAPPAS:

Yeah, they control the room well.

Stick strictly to the cash drawers.

VIDEO TAPE -- Utah is reverse-scanning. The bandits walk

BACKWARD into the bank. The explosion of blue ink is

sucked back into the pack of money, then leaps back into

President Nixon's hand.

UTAH:

They don't go for the vault?

PAPPAS:

Never go for the vault. They never

get greedy.

UTAH:

Smart. You burn time in the vault.

PAPPAS:

Reagan usually drives. Stolen

switch car, they leave it running at

the curb, looks parked from a

distance. When they run, they dump

the vehicle and vanish. And I mean

vanish.

Utah stops the video, now FAST-FORWARDING it, stopping

where President Nixon separates the exploding "dye pack"

planted with the money, before he tosses it aside.

UTAH:

Surgical. Look at them separate the

dye packs. Dick and Ronny know

their jobs.

PAPPAS:

The Ex-Presidents are the best I've

seen, kid.

Outside the windowed partition POLICE OFFICERS interview

frightened customers.

Hotshot agents MUNOZ and COLE enter from the main floor of

the bank. Think they're very slick.

MUNOZ:

Anytime you two are finished jerking

off watching MTV I need to get a

look at that tape.

COLE:

(sloppy grin)

Hey, Pappas, you tell the kid your

theory on the Presidents?

PAPPAS:

Just take the tape, Cole.

Now Munoz starts to smile.

MUNOZ:

Hang ten, Pappas, like totally

rad...

(to Utah)

I gotta tell ya, the department

loves it.

UTAH:

What's he talking about, Angelo?

Harp raps glass. Cole and Munoz look sharp.

Harp enters addressing Pappas and Utah.

HARP:

They found the drop car up on

Mulholland. I want you two to go

work it.

PAPPAS:

What? Now I'm working the drop car?

Who's handling the scene here?

HARP:

Cole and Munoz. I'm uh... letting

them run with the ball for a while.

Cole and Munoz gloat.

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