Rush Hour 2 Page #12

STEVEN REIGN:

Detective Carter, you always seem to

show up where you don't belong.

CARTER:

Lemme ask you something, Steven. And I

want the truth. Is there any way I can

date your daughter? Just dinner and a

movie, maybe go listen to some jazz...

STEVEN REIGN:

Vegas has been my town for 30 years. I

crawled out from under the first rock.

Do you really think you can intimidate

me here?

CARTER:

You're right, you're a smart guy. Most

counterfeiters only get ten cents on the

dollar. But this is an even swap. Pure

genius.

STEVEN REIGN:

You play games with me, Detective, and

you'll lose every time. Don't forget.

The odds are always in favor of the

house.

Reign walks off with his men. Carter watches him leave.

INT. DANCE FLOOR - NIGHT

Lee is dancing close with Isabella.

ISABELLA:

The Secret Service almost busted Reign

at his casino in Macao, but the place

burned down before we could move in.

LEE:

How do I know I can trust you?

ISABELLA:

Dip me!

Lee dips her, holds her in his arms for a long BEAT.

ISABELLA (CONT'D)

I'm asking for real now -- will you help

the Secret Service?

LEE:

No.

(beat)

But I'll help you.

Lee holds her for a long BEAT, their lips almost touching.

He finally lets her go, and she disappears into the crowd.

Carter walks up, sees Lee standing alone on the dance floor.

CARTER:

Lee, what the hell are you doing?

LEE:

Dancing?

CARTER:

Dancing? I'm out here trying to strong

arm Steven Reign, putting my life on the

line, and you're up here dancing with

some bimbo. Did she have a friend?

LEE:

It was Isabella. She says the plates

are in the soft count room.

Lee motions to the room, where WE SEE a SECURITY GUARD

standing in front of a small door.

CARTER:

Isabella? Are you crazy, man? She

almost got us killed. She's setting you

up again!

LEE:

No. I'm going to find out.

CARTER:

Wait a second. There's guards all over

the place. You'll need a distraction.

Carter looks around the casino.

CARTER (CONT'D)

I'll go to the craps table, make a big

scene. When security comes over, you

make your move.

LEE:

Try to keep them busy for five minutes.

CARTER:

I'll give it my best shot.

INT. CASINO - CONTINUOUS

Carter walks up to a CRAPS TABLE, everyone turning to stare.

CRAPS DEALER:

Sir, you're aware that we require a

fifty-thousand dollar buy in to gamble

here this weekend?

Carter throws a HUNDRED THOUSAND in $100 BILLS onto the

table.

CARTER:

I saw the sign, I can read. Now gimme a

hundred-thousand in chips. And a Diet

Coke and some wash-n-dries. Let's move,

people, I came to play.

The DEALER pushes 100K worth of CHIPS in front of Carter.

CARTER (CONT'D)

What the hell is that?

CRAPS DEALER:

Those are five hundred dollar chips.

CARTER:

Did you give me five-hundred dollar

chips because I'm black?

CRAPS DEALER:

No, I just assumed...

CARTER:

You assumed a brother coming in here can

only afford five-hundred dollars a roll,

is that right? Are you a racist?

CRAPS DEALER:

No, sir.

CARTER:

(starting to scream)

Everyone else at the table has thousand

dollar chips, but the black man gets the

nickel, is that it? Did my people

survive two-hundred years of slavery so

you could send us back to the cotton

fields with five-hundred dollar chips?

Do I look like Chicken George to you?

The PIT BOSS gets on his walkie-talkie.

PIT BOSS:

Floor security, we have a problem at

table nine.

EXT. SOFT COUNT ROOM - NIGHT

The SECURITY GUARD lowers his walkie-talkie, starts moving

towards Carter's table.

INT. CRAPS TABLE - NIGHT

TWO SECURITY GUARDS approach Carter's table.

CARTER:

Answer me one question. How come Ben

Vereen isn't performing here at the

hotel? Is Ben Vereen not good enough

for you people?

PIT BOSS:

Lionel Ritchie is performing here

tonight.

CARTER:

Lionel Ritchie hasn't been black since

the Commodores.

PIT BOSS:

Sir, you're going to have to calm down.

Carter watches as Lee moves past the guard and makes his way

into the soft count room.

CARTER:

I have a dream, where black people and

white people can gamble together without

getting different chips!

A BIG CROWD has gathered as the Security Guards try and push

their way through. The pit boss picks up the phone, calls

upstairs.

CARTER (CONT'D)

Sing with me! "We shall overcome!"

Carter starts clapping, and the confused crowd joins in as

the Security Guards move in.

CARTER (CONT'D)

Thank you. Now in the spirit of

brotherhood, let's play craps!

INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT

Lee walks into the hallway, moving like a cat as he hugs the

walls and tries to make his way to the soft count room.

He hears noise, TWO SECURITY GUARDS coming behind him through

the casino door. He has no choice but to crawl over the back

of a money cart and hug the top. He lies as still as he can,

trying not to be seen -- until he realizes he's staring

directly into the EYE IN THE SKY cameras that are in the

ceiling.

WE SEE LEE'S FACE

as he passes directly under the camera, clearly mouthing the

words "oh sh*t" as he rolls by.

Lee looks to his left, sees the SOFT COUNT ROOM -- a mountain

of COUNTERFEIT SUPERBILLS that are waiting to be paid out.

On the opposite side, the REAL MONEY is being WHEELED OUT

toward a waiting TRUCK that is parked at the back door.

Lee sees two more cameras in the ceiling, knows his cover is

blown. He jumps down off the cart, is standing in front of

the locked vault. There's no way to get the plates.

Isabella has set him up again.

He turns and smiles at the confused SECURITY GUARDS.

LEE:

Hi. How's it going? You guys have

change for a twenty?

The GUARDS make their move. And Lee starts to fight them

down the hall, using the cart as a shield as he RAMS into TWO

MORE GUARDS, fights them off as he turns the corner toward

the casino door -- but he gets slammed to the ground by a

right cross.

Hu Li threw the punch, a roll of quarters in her hand as she

stands over him with FIVE TRIAD SOLDIERS. She holds a knife

to Lee's throat.

HU LI:

(in Chinese)

Open your mouth.

She puts the small grenade in Lee's mouth, tapes it shut.

She holds the detonator in her hand.

HU LI (CONT'D)

(continuing in Chinese)

That's a ying-tao grenade, Inspector.

Please follow me or I'll blow 32 teeth

into your brain.

INT. CASINO - CONTINUOUS

A crowd has gathered behind Carter who is at the table

rolling dice, a huge stack of chips in front of him.

CRAPS DEALER:

Winner six!

CARTER:

How much is that?

CRAPS DEALER:

Two-hundred thousand!

CARTER:

Two-hundred thousand dollars? Who wants

a hundred dollars?

Carter turns to the MAN next to him, who wears a traditional

AFRICAN ROBE and is standing with a giant blonde escort.

CARTER (CONT'D)

Here, your highness, have a hundred

dollars. The Viagra is on me tonight!

GAMBLER:

(South African accent)

I am not royalty, sir.

CARTER:

Don't say that, we're all royalty. My

great grandmammy was Queen Nephertit --

we probably cousins, man. How much you

got on the table?

GAMBLER:

One million.

CARTER:

Yeah, we definitely cousins now. Who

wants to blow on my hand for luck?

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