Rush Hour Page #8

WHITNEY:

I'm sorry, sir, we have an

unauthorized entry. Please get away

from the windows!

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EXT. THE ROOF-NIGHT

Lee crawls along the steeply pitched roof looking for a way in.

He gets to a GABLE with a WINDOW. But before he can look inside, an

AGENT sticks his head out the window and looks around.

The agent turns to his left. Nothing. He turns to his right and there's

Lee, smiling at him. POW. Lee connects with a right and the agent

ACCIDENTALLY FALLS out the window.

Lee freaks and DIVES for the guy as he slides down the roof.

ON TWO AGENTS:

They're walking in the back yard, guns drawn. Something makes one of

them look up.

AGENTS POV:

The guy from the window, still out cold, is dangling off the edge of

the house.

ON LEE:

He's out of sight, still on the roof, holding the guy's collar and

keeping him from falling over the edge. He peaks down at the agents and

then lets the guy go.

He lands on the two agents like a bomb, knocking both of them down.

Lee jumps off the roof and starts running across the huge lawn.

Three agents come out of the POOL HOUSE and try to cut him off.

Lee KICKS one of them into the pool. He faces off with the other two as

more agents come across the yard.

Lee swings and kicks his way around the pool. Two more AGENTS get into

the fray. Lee pops one into the other and pushes both of them into the

pool.

Suddenly the odds are too great as more agents close in. Lee DIVES into

the pool and swims under water to the other end.

He comes up in time to PUNCH two of the guys he threw in. Then he jumps

out of the pool.

Six agents chase him back across the lawn. Lee runs up an outside

staircase at the back of the house.

He disappears in a door just as one of the agents FIRES.

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INT. THE AMBASSADORS BEDROOM

We HEAR the shot ring out.

WHITNEY:

Down stairs, sir! Now!

Whitney shoves the Ambassador and Chi-Ying out of the bedroom. Then he

charges out onto a balcony, gun drawn.

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INT. AN UPSTAIRS HALLWAY

Lee comes down the hall, dripping wet. He moves quickly and quietly. He

passes a doorway and immediately RUSS comes out the door, behind Lee,

quietly getting ready to pounce.

Ahead of Lee, Whitney comes out of the bedroom gun drawn.

Suddenly, Lee takes out Russ behind him with an elbow and does his

quick hands routine with Whitney's pistol. Both Whitney and Russ end up

on their backs.

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INT. THE FOYER-DAY

Han and His wife are surrounded by agents in the large open foyer below

the staircase. Suddenly, Lee drops down from the stairway above and

lands right in front of Han.

SIX FBI PISTOLS all point at Lee.

HAN:

Lee?

LEE:

Sorry I'm late, sir.

Lee bows, offers a smile of regret. Then he looks down at his feet

where he's now dripping water.

Russ and Lee appear on the landing above the foyer. Han looks up and

sees them.

HAN:

Mr. Russ, I think there has been a

misunderstanding.

Both Russ and Lee are looking embarrassed.

HAN:

I would like you to meet, Mr. Lee.

Lee looks up and bows to them both.

LEE:

Excuse me very much.

Agents slowly lower their guns. Lee holds up TWO REVOLVERS.

LEE:

(to Russ and Whitney)

Oh yes, your guns.

Russ fumes.

RUSS:

Where the hell is --

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INT. CARTER'S SEDAN -- NIGHT

Pulling up to the Consulate Compound. Holding out his I.D. and passing

FBI AGENT WILLIS.

FBI AGENT WILLIS

Good job, Detective. Real nice piece

Œa work.

Carter gives him a look. No idea what he's talking' about. But he must

have done something good.

CARTER:

OK. Yeah. Thanks.

INT. CHINESE CONSULATE RESIDENCE -- CONTINUOUS

Carter enters, heads for the office when the door opens and Han and Lee

come out. Carter stops, floored.

CARTER:

Hey!

Lee smiles. Turns to the Ambassador.

LEE:

This is the agent I was telling you

about. Mr. Carter.

Han looks at Carter. But Carter just stares at Lee.

LEE:

I'm sure Mr. Carter was only concerned

with my best interests. He did not

understand the importance of my

getting here quickly.

Russ exits the office, staring at Carter. Carter realizes he's in some

sh*t, unless he can do a little fast bullshitting. Carter suddenly

smiles at Lee.

CARTER:

Sorry I'm late. Guess the directions

were okay.

Carter looks at Lee's wet clothes.

CARTER (cont'd)

I see you came via Malibu.

HAN:

(to Lee)

Come on. Let's get you some dry

clothes.

RUSS:

Carter, can I have a moment?

CARTER:

Of course, sir. All the time you

want.

Carter smiles at Lee as he moves past and enters the Lion's den. The

door closes.

INT. HAN'S OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

Russ faces off with Carter.

RUSS:

What do you mean you lost him?! How

could you lose him?!

CARTER:

Try a bus load of - no, make that two

bus loads of Chinese --

The PHONE RINGS. Russ turns to the phone.

CARTER:

You want me to take care of this, you

gotta use me.

Russ ignores him. Han enters, moving quickly to the desk.

CARTER:

You understand what I'm sayin'?

RUSS:

Carter, shut up!

Lee steps into the room. All attention on Han. Russ nods to him. Han

answers. The ELECTRONIC SURVEILLANCE EQUIPMENT CLICKS INTO ACTION -

recording, tracking. The phone conversation is in Mandarin.

HAN:

Hello.

SANG'S VOICE

Ambassador Han.

HAN:

Yes.

SANG'S VOICE

Even if you deny the FBI is there, I

will assume you are lying.

Han looks at Russ. Russ hesitates, then nods.

HAN:

My daughter.

SANG'S VOICE

She's fine.

HAN:

Can I speak with her?

INTERCUT WITH SANG - INT. 620 SOUTH MAIN

Sang speaks on the phone, seated at an empty table .

SANG:

Not yet.

Sang looks at his watch, in no hurry.

INT. HAN'S OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

Whitney is watching the clock. They need a few more moments to make

the trace.

RUSS:

(whisper)

Keep him talking.

Phone conversation continues in Mandarin.

HAN:

How do I know she is alive?

SANG:

Have to take my word for it.

HAN:

What do you want?

SANG:

I want you to think for a moment...

what is a daughter worth?

Whitney motions to keep talking. They're close. Very close to making

the trace.

HAN:

Everything.

SANG:

Good. I'd hate to think less.

Whitney signals. They've got the trace.

SANG:

But we've talked enough for now. I'll

call later, after you've had a chance

to think about... the mistakes you've

made.

The phone line goes dead. Whitney holds up the paper.

WHITNEY:

620 South Main. Downtown.

Russ, Whitney and Agents immediately head for the door, past Lee and

Carter.

EXT. CHINESE CONSULATE -- NIGHT

Russ, Whitney, other Agents exit, moving to cars. Lee hurries up

behind Russ.

LEE:

Mr. Russ --

Russ stops, turns to Lee.

RUSS:

Mr. Lee, Detective Carter has been

assigned to help you. He is the very

best at...

(pause)

...what he does. Excuse me.

A car pulls up. Russ gets in. Car pulls away. Followed by others.

Lee watches, anger building, but trying not to show it. Carter comes

up behind him.

Both of them watch the FBI cars peel out. Then they turn and look at

each other. Not exactly a match made in heaven.

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