Smokey and the Bandit Page #10

BANDIT:

(into mike)

Go breaker.

VOICE:

(from CB)

Bandit, I just thought I'd lay a

Smokey report on you.

BANDIT:

(into mike)

Go head on, breaker.

VOICE:

(from CB)

I would say your future's looking

dim, boss.

BANDIT:

(into mike, nervous)

What's your twenty and what's your

handle?

VOICE:

(from CB)

My handle's Smokey Bear and I got

you by the tail.

A SIREN BLASTS behind them, whipping Bandit and Kate around.

THEIR VIEW - THRU REAR WINDOW

Sheriff Clayton is right on their ass -- no more than three

feet away -- his siren wailing and his advertising flashing.

BACK TO SCENE:

Bandit slams down the CB mike.

BANDIT:

(to Kate)

That's a Texas cop. What the hell's

he doing in Arkansas?

KATE:

(uneasy)

I don't know. Maybe Jerry Jeff sent

the heat after us.

BANDIT:

(worried)

A Texas Bear in Arkansas.

(then)

Something's up and at this point in

my life, I don't want to know what

it is.

He trounces on it and the Shelby Cobra II springs to life,

laying twenty feet of third gear rubber. Suddenly, the Texas

Sheriff's car looks like it's standing on jacks.

INSIDE SHERIFF'S CAR

as Sheriff Clayton floorboards it and takes off after Bandit

I.

CLAYTON:

(to himself)

I'm gonna get that bastard. No one

makes Buell Clayton look like a fool.

Let's get going.

ARKANSAS HIGHWAY - DAY

as Bandit I races past camera. A beat and here comes the

Texas Sheriff. Hard and fast.

INSIDE BANDIT I - MOVING

Bandit is all concentration. Both hands on the wheel. Pressing

120 MPH. Kate fumbles for her cigarettes, but they all go

flying out of the pack. One lands on her lap. She lights it.

BANDIT'S VIEW

up ahead, the big rear end of Bandit II.

BACK TO SCENE:

Bandit fires up his CB and flips to the next odd channel.

BANDIT:

(into mike)

I'm whipping around you, Bandit II.

Smokey on the rubber.

INSIDE BANDIT II - MOVING

Cledus looks up ahead.

HIS VIEW:

Traffic. Coming head on.

BACK TO CLEDUS:

keying the mike.

CLEDUS:

(into mike)

You're gonna have to create your own

lane, buddy. You got oncoming.

INSIDE BANDIT:

Bandit turns to Kate. She shrugs and closes her eyes. He

floors it.

KATE:

(a mile-a-minute)

You know, my mother was a dancer,

too. Her big shot was the touring

company of 'Brigadoon.' She's been

married three times. To a redneck, a

poet and her tennis instructor.

(not missing a beat)

See, I motor-mouth when I get nervous.

I was nervous when I first got into

the car. Now I'm scared shitless.

BANDIT:

Believe me, there's nothing to be

afraid of.

With that, Bandit flies off the highway, onto the shoulder.

Kate closes her eyes even tighter.

FULL SHOT:

as Bandit pulls alongside the big eighteen-wheeler, hanging

onto the shoulder for his life.

HIS VIEW:

up ahead -- a dirt road crossing. He'll never make it past

the huge eighteen-wheeler in time.

NEW ANGLE:

as Bandit I hits the dirt road crossing, flies into the air,

comes down, smashes into a highway sign and sends it

splintering twenty feet into the air. Before he can whip the

wheel around, Bandit is staring at an endless row of rural

mailboxes. Kate turns her head, as Bandit I mows down the

mailboxes. Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!

Bandit drops the Cobra into first, zooms past Bandit II and

sails back onto the highway.

BANDIT:

Still with me?

Kate slowly opens her eyes. She's alive.

ANGLE - SHERIFF CLAYTON'S CAR

trapped behind the huge eighteen-wheeler. Clayton pulls out

in an attempt to squeeze between Bandit II and the oncoming

traffic.

Brakes squeal, as SEVEN CARS are forced to hit the side

shoulder. Just as Clayton moves halfway past the eighteen-

wheeler, Cledus puts on the press -- edging Sheriff Clayton

over.

Clayton's rear fender catches on the rig and rips off with a

terrifying SCREECH. As his fender bounces down the highway,

Clayton pulls in front of Bandit II a split-second before an

oncoming BUS almost creams him.

INSIDE BANDIT II

Cledus sees the passing car is Texas heat and immediately

flips over to the next odd channel and keys up his CB.

CLEDUS:

(into mike)

Bandit I, do I have copy?

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