Rush Hour Page #15

CARTER:

Use the gun! USE THE GUN!

Carter gets hit, goes down again. Lee pulls the gun just as one of the

men hits him. The GUN is knocked from his hand, breaks THROUGH THE

WINDOW - gone.

CUT TO:

EXT. STREET - CHINATOWN -- CONTINUOUS

The Ambassador's Jaguar pulls to the curb.

INT. AMBASSADOR'S JAGUAR -- CONTINUOUS

Russ checks his watch. Then picks up a radio.

RUSS:

(into radio)

This is Agent Russ. We have five

minutes. Take your positions.

FBI CARS move past.

CUT TO:

LEE AND CARTER - INT. OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

Each hitting an opponent - Lee a jab and elbow - Carter throws one to

the gut, one to the jaw. Two different styles. Then they both get

hit. And both slam back into the wall next to each other. Exchanging

a quick look --

CARTER:

Where's my gun!

Before Lee can answer, Sang wakes up and pulls a gun.

Lee dives, rolls, comes up kicking. Hitting Sang's hand as he FIRES,

sending THE GUN across the room as THE BULLET takes out a CHUNK OF WALL

PLASTER right next to Carter's head.

INT. RESTAURANT -- CONTINUOUS

The SOUND OF THE GUNSHOT stops everyone from eating. And all heads

look up. MORE OF SANG'S MEN start for the stairs.

INT. SECOND FLOOR -- CONTINUOUS

The office door crashes open and another man slams to the floor. Lee

and Carter run out, right over the top of him. As GUN FIRE ERUPTS

behind them, CHEWING UP THE WALL.

Carter and Lee race down the stairs. Slamming into more WAITERS.

SCREAMS from the dining room. PATRONS head for the door.

INT. KITCHEN -- CONTINUOUS

Lee and Carter burst in. Swinging doors hitting another waiter. His

tray goes flying. He slams back into a chef who loses control of a pan

of frying shrimp.

The kitchen panics. Chefs and waiters try to get out of the way.

Carter and Lee head for the back door. And then it really hits Lee.

He staggers. Stops. Carter turns.

CARTER:

Come on, let's go!

Lee weaves as he tries not to fall.

CARTER:

What're you doin'?!

The door slams opens behind them. Nailing the poor chef again.

Lee spins around, falls back into Carter's arms.

CARTER:

No, no, don't do this! This is not

the time!

Carter pushes him up as the men charge into the kitchen. Lee takes a

swing, but his hand accidentally hooks a pot of boiling Won Ton soup

off the stove, flinging it back at the men as the charge in. They duck

the shower of scalding broth.

Then Carter starts grabbing every pot off the stove and flinging the

hot food at the men. Lee joins in, throwing a barrage of hot chicken,

fish, ribs, bok choi, chow mein, and fried rice at the men. Lee

staggers to keep from falling.

Then Lee grabs two WHOLE CATFISH on a cutting board as Carter starts

throwing boxes of fortune cookies at the men.

Lee attacks with the two fish. Hits one in the head, blocks a punch

with another. The fish thud and SMACK with each blow.

Lee swings the FISH together, slapping one man on both sides of his

head. Two Catfish have never been more deadly.

Another man comes up from behind, but Lee swings the Catfish under his

legs and CATCHES THE MAN BEHIND HIM in the groin -CATFISH MOUTH WIDE

OPEN. Then Lee spins around and slams his hands against the Catfish's

mouth. The jaws clamp tight. The man SCREAMS and buckles.

A fifth man dives at Lee, but he staggers, grabbing the man and shoving

him headfirst into a ROW OF HANGING POTS. HEAD SMACKING into each one.

A sixth man hits Carter from behind. Carter spins around, punches the

man, knocking him into the hot stove, his hands going down ONTO THE HOT

GRIDDLE. The man screams and turns quickly at Carter who nails him

with a huge soup ladle.

Lee turns, slipping, but kicking behind, catching another man and

sending him crashing into a sink - pile of DIRTY DISHES CASCADING DOWN

ON TOP OF HIM.

Lee swings wildly. Another man ducks, comes back up, pulling a gun,

but Lee is still spinning uncontrollably and hits the man the second

time around. The gun flies out of his hand and clanks onto the stove -

open flame heating the metal.

CUT TO:

EXT. STREET - FANG SHAN RESTAURANT -- CONTINUOUS

The FBI now in position. Watching the restaurant. People coming out in

a panic. And among them - Sang. He blends into the crowd and moves

down the street.

INT. AMBASSADOR'S JAGUAR -- CONTINUOUS

Han, Russ, Whitney are watching.

WHITNEY:

Something's not right.

Russ checks his watch.

CUT BACK TO:

INT. KITCHEN -- CONTINUOUS

Lee slips, grabbing hold of a refrigerator door to keep from falling.

Pulling it open. Door slamming into the head of number seven, face

first. Then Lee grabs a tray full of knives, slips backward,

accidentally flinging them over his head, back at them.

Everyone hits the floor as the KNIVES impale the wall.

But one man manages to throw a bottle at Carter. Carter ducks and the

bottle crashes into the stove. FLAMES ERUPT as the OIL falls onto the

gas flames.

The oil soaked wall BURSTS INTO FLAME. And the OVERHEATED BULLETS in

the gun on the stove start to EXPLODE.

Carter kicks open the back door as THE KITCHEN starts to FILL WITH

BLACK OILY SMOKE.

EXT. KITCHEN -- CONTINUOUS

Carter and Lee jump into the alley as the KITCHEN IGNITES. GAS MAIN

BLOWING. WINDOWS SHATTER. FLAMES BLOW INTO THE ALLEY. Lee and Carter

are knocked down.

And they get up slowly. Both are covered in kitchen crap. Food, oil,

dirt. Now, they move quickly down the alley.

Then Carter sees his GUN on the ground. He picks it up.

CARTER:

Oh man, I don't even wanna know how it

got out here!

Lee staggers. Carter grabs him.

A POLICE CAR roars up in front of them. POLICE are out, guns drawn,

pointing at Carter and Lee.

POLICE OFFICER:

Drop the gun!

CARTER:

I'm L.A.P.D.

SECOND POLICE OFFICER

Drop the gun now!

CARTER:

(reaching for his pocket)

I've got my i.d.

POLICE OFFICER:

No!

The police crouch, GUNS POINTED AT CARTER. Carter freezes, hand in

pocket. Then Carter realizes he doesn't have it.

CARTER:

No, wait. I don't have it.

(to Lee)

You have it.

LEE:

Oh yes.

Lee, staggering, reaches for his pocket. The Police IMMEDIATELY TURN

their guns on Lee.

SECOND POLICE OFFICER

Nobody move!

But Lee suddenly realizes --

LEE:

Oh no, I dropped it.

CARTER:

You drop my gun and you lose my i.d.?

LEE:

I'm sorry.

POLICE OFFICER:

You lent him your i.d.?

Lee is completely leaning against Carter to keep from falling over.

Carter hangs on, leaning back against him.

CARTER:

(angry)

Yeah, I lent him my i.d. You got a

problem with that?

SECOND POLICE OFFICER

No, I can see the resemblance. GET

YOUR HANDS ON TOP OF YOUR HEADS!

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. CHINESE CONSULATE -- DAY

THREE FEDERAL UNMARKED CARS screech to a stop in front. Doors open.

Lee and Carter are escorted by a BEVY OF FBI AGENTS.

Both Lee and Carter are still covered with the mess from the kitchen

fight. Carter still partially carries Lee.

CARTER:

(to Lee)

Don't worry. We're gonna make a full

report. Bring these boys up to date.

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