Rush Hour Page #18
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1998
- 98 min
- 5,873 Views
Carter, Lee and Johnson come down the escalator into the hall.
ON WHITNEY:
He gets some disturbing news over his ear phone.
WHITNEY:
(into radio)
How the hell did they get here?
Whitney turns quickly, scanning the crowd. But the place is packed.
Black ties and gowns everywhere.
ON CARTER, JOHNSON, LEE
They're walking past the exhibits.
LEE:
Oh no.
CARTER:
What?
LEE:
The art.
JOHNSON:
(to Lee)
You don't like it?
CARTER:
It's okay. For restaurants.
LEE:
No, it is China, my country, my
history. If any of it gets damaged...
CARTER:
Hey, don't worry. Nothing's gonna
happen to it.
Carter turns and sees Griffin through the crowd.
CARTER:
Wait. That guy. I saw him outside the
restaurant.
Carter points through the crowd at Griffin. Lee is shocked.
LEE:
Oh my god. Griffin.
CARTER:
You know him?
But Lee is already moving toward Griffin.
ON GRIFFIN:
He's talking with someone when he happens to catch Lee moving towards
him. He never loses his smile. Until he sees Lee mouth the word:
LEE:
Juntao.
Griffin looks around and sees Carter moving in from another direction.
Griffin quickly excuses himself and heads for the escalator.
ON WHITNEY:
He spots Carter and Johnson moving towards the escalator as they follow
Griffin.
WHITNEY:
(into RADIO)
Wait. I see Carter. Request assistance
immediately.
Suddenly, Johnson appears at Whitney's side. She flashes her LAPD badge
and says:
JOHNSON:
I got to talk to you. Now.
ON GRIFFIN:
He moves to a PODIUM WITH A MICROPHONE that overlooks the room below.
GRIFFIN:
Ladies and Gentlemen, can I have your
attention please?
The crowd hushes.
GRIFFIN (cont'd)
Welcome to Chinese Expo. The exhibit
you see before you represents over a
thousand years of Chinese art. Up
until several months ago, most of this
exhibit was in the hands of one
private collector.
(pause)
Me. So, I should say more correctly,
welcome to my exhibit.
ON HAN:
He looks up with a puzzled expression at his friend.
ON WHITNEY:
He looks up at Griffin too as Johnson keeps filling him in.
GRIFFIN (cont'd)
Great collectors are born, not made.
It took most of my life to find and
catalog the priceless pieces you see.
And then, in one fell swoop, they were
taken from me. But tonight, I will be
paid in full.
Griffin holds up a DETONATOR.
GRIFFIN (cont'd)
A bomb is wired to Ambassador Han's
daughter in a car outside.
AUDIBLE GASPS from the floor.
Carter immediately ducks down in the crowd and runs bent over for the
exit.
ON WHITNEY:
He turns to his lapel mike. It's immediately ripped off his collar by
Sang.
Other agents on the floor are quickly stopped from communicating by
Griffin's men.
GRIFFIN (cont'd)
No one moves!
Lee stares up at Griffin trying to figure out what to do.
GRIFFIN (cont'd)
She will die if I push this button.
But if you are all patient, my
transportation will be here shortly
and you can continue to enjoy my
collection. Everyone just stay calm.
(to Han)
You just picked on the wrong guy, my
friend.
Russ, unaware of the situation on the exhibit floor, continues to
monitor the loading of the dragons.
CUT TO:
EXT. STREET -- NIGHT
Shu is leaning against the van in the parking lot.
MAN'S VOICE
You're parked in a red zone.
Shu turns quickly at the sound of the voice. Suddenly
facing Carter who has his gun out, pointed at him.
CARTER:
It's not red now, but you try
anything, and it's gonna be blood red.
Carter moves up to him, keeping the gun leveled.
CARTER:
Only one problem. I forgot my cuffs.
He grabs Shu's head and slams it into the side of the van. Shu drops.
Out cold.
Carter pulls keys from Shu's pocket.
CARTER:
You have the right to remain silent
alllll night.
Carter moves to the back of the van. Looks at the LICENSE.
CALIFORNIA. LIK.
Unlocks the back door. Stands back, ready to shoot, as he opens the
door. Looks in.
ON SOON YOUNG:
She's in the back of the van. Black hood over her face. She's wearing
a BULKY VEST that is covered with plastic explosive.
Carter pulls the hood off.
CARTER:
Hi. Detective Carter, LAPD. Let's get
this thing off you.
SOON YOUNG:
(near tears)
NO! Don't touch it! I heard them say
it will explode.
Carter hesitates.
CUT TO:
INT.CONVENTION CENTER
Griffin stands at the podium, still holding the detonator high so
everyone can see it.
He speaks quietly into his lapel mike.
GRIFFIN:
Where are you?
INT. HELICOPTER-NIGHT
The pilot keys his mike.
PILOT:
Three minutes.
INT.CONVENTION CENTER
Griffin nods to Sang down on the floor. Sang starts moving up the
escalator.
GRIFFIN:
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. We'll
be calling this an evening.
Suddenly we HEAR a CLATTER AND RUMBLE. Low at first, but building
LOUDER and LOUDER. Everyone turns.
THROUGH THE PLATE GLASS WINDOW we can SEE THE VAN tearing up the museum
steps. Right toward the window.
And it's not stopping.
ON THE VAN:
It crashes RIGHT INTO THE WINDOW. Everyone scatters. The Van roars
into the hall. It knocks over a huge DISPLAY CASE scattering glass
everywhere. Finally, it RAMS the refreshment booth and stops in the
middle of the room.
The BACK DOORS OPEN and Carter steps out with Soon Young who is still
wearing the bomb.
CARTER:
(to Griffin)
Okay, a**hole, here's your bomb. You
wanna blow somebody up, go ahead.
Push the button. Let's blow everybody
up.
Everyone who didn't panic before, does now. People start running.
HAN:
Soon Young!
An FBI AGENT grabs Han and his wife and pushes them down on the floor.
Lee and Johnson run to Soon Young's side.
ON GRIFFIN:
For the first time, he looks scared. He turns away from the podium and
runs.
Sang turns on the escalator, pulls a MAC 10 and sprays the room.
FBI agents on the floor take cover behind the priceless art work, pull
guns and start firing.
Griffin's men return fire as the last of the black tie crowd hit the
deck.
Johnson grabs Soon Young and ducks back in the van with Lee.
Carter fires several times as he follows them.
CUT TO:
The last of the money is being loaded from one remaining suitcase and
put into the dragons by two agents. Russ watches.
Suddenly, Griffin runs into the room and opens fire with a nine
millimeter.
He hits the two agents doing the packing. Russ, totally taken by
surprise, reaches for his weapon, but Russ cuts him down.
Griffin grabs the last full suitcase and runs out.
CUT TO:
INT. THE VAN
Johnson is studying the bomb. Soon Young continues to whimper.
JOHNSON:
(to Soon Young)
It's gonna be OK.
The battle RAGES outside. Occasionally, the van is hit by gun fire.
CARTER:
Can you get it off?
Johnson doesn't answer. Instead, she pulls a SWISS ARMY KNIFE out of
her dainty purse, flips out the tiny scissors and cuts TWO WIRES
leading to one of the CLASPS on the vest.
JOHNSON:
OK.
Lee helps her take the vest off. Johnson hands it to Lee.
JOHNSON (cont'd)
Get rid of it. The detonator can still
set it off. And this...
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