Swordfish Page #14

MARCO (CONT'D)

Look at this bozo. If the sh*t

drops, he's gonna cap his buddy in

the back of the head. Idiots.

Stanley sits down at the computer console and brings up

the bank's mainframe.

STANLEY:

I need the disk.

A merc hands it to him and Stanley slides it in the

computer. His hands work quickly.

120 INT. COFFEE SHOP - DAY 120

It is 9:
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DISSOLVE TO:

121 INT. BANK - DAY 121

Now it is 9:
35.

STANLEY:

Almost done.

Suddenly the lights flicker, Stan's screen blanks out

momentarily, then blazes back to life, his code

scrambled. Stan instinctively jerks his hands away from

the keyboard.

STANLEY:

Whoa! What the hell just

happened?

Gabriel looks at the lights as they flicker back on, the

huge portable GENERATOR springing to life.

GABRIEL:

They just cut the power. Forget

it. How long to transfer the

money?

STANLEY:

Couple of minutes. Which

accounts?

GABRIEL:

National Bank of Zurich. Spread

it evenly over these accounts. It

won't be there that long.

(CONTINUED)

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STANLEY:

(dryly)

Great.

GABRIEL:

Good job, Stanley, I got someone

who wants to see you.

They bring Holly out.

STANLEY:

Holly!

Stanley grabs her and pulls her close to him.

STANLEY:

Are you okay?

Holly nods yes. Stanley and Holly are escorted toward

the door. Gabriel stands in front, holding his FN-FAL.

He is speaking in French to several of the mercs.

GABRIEL:

Hold up.

Stanley stops. Gabriel walks down the steps and unhooks

Holly's collar. Stan is about to freak.

GABRIEL:

(to Stanley)

Told you I was a man of my word,

Stanley.

He walks back. Marco unlocks the door. Stanley and

Holly look at each other. Holly starts to cry.

STANLEY:

It's okay. I love you, baby.

Marco stares at Stanley as they walk out.

MARCO:

See ya around.

STANLEY:

I doubt it.

He starts to walk out...

CYPHER MERC #3

Sir, the money just disappeared.

GABRIEL:

What?

(CONTINUED)

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CYPHER MERC #3

The money, it's gone.

Gabriel turns around to look at Stanley. We ZOOM INTO a

CLOSEUP. He's pissed.

GABRIEL:

What do you mean, gone?

WIDER:

We see Stanley. He looks like he just got caught with

his hand in the cookie jar.

STANLEY:

Sh*t! Run, Holly!

GABRIEL:

Get her!

Marco pulls his assault rifle but Stanley waylays him.

They both hit the ground.

122 EXT. BANK - DAY 122

Holly hauls ass into the street. Once the FBI SWAT guys

see she is off the sidewalk, they scoop her up.

123 INT. BANK 123

Gabriel jerks out his weapon and jams it against Stan's

head as he and Marco roll around on the ground.

STANLEY:

Won't do you any good. The money

jumps every 60 seconds from one

numbered account to another and

will for the next ten years.

'Course it wasn't supposed to

happen for another six hours. The

power surge must have scrambled

the internal clock. But, you kill

me and you never get a single

dollar.

Gabriel eases up, wheels spinning at millions of RPMs.

(CONTINUED)

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STANLEY:

You let the hostages go and then

I'll tell you where and when you

can extract the money. We all

walk away, nobody gets hurt. The

accounts are encrypted with a 1024

bit cipher. Even I can't break

through the fire wall. It's my

act of God policy.

(beat)

Deal?

GABRIEL:

I'm thinking.

A very tense moment passes. Gabriel looks around. He

has an idea.

GABRIEL:

Tell ya what. No deal.

Marco pulls a length of towing cable from one of the

Hummer's winches and throws the line over one of the 30foot-

high ceiling buttresses.

Gabriel grabs the cable as it comes down as two mercs

rush in and grab Stanley, one placing a knife to his

throat.

GABRIEL:

Marco! Grab Agent Sculley!

Marco grabs Ginger and drags her kicking, fighting, over

to where Gabriel stands, brandishing the cable.

STANLEY:

No, don't do this.

Stanley struggles like there is no tomorrow. Gabriel

hooks the end into a noose with the tow hook, and puts it

over Ginger's head, pulling it taut around her neck. He

cuts the cable-tie loose. She digs at them with her

fingers.

Two mercs rush in and grab Stanley, one placing a knife

to his throat.

Stanley struggles like there is no tomorrow.

(CONTINUED)

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GABRIEL:

In all reality, Stan, she has you

to thank for this. That first

night in Prague you broke the

D.O.D. database that contained her

true identity. She's D.E.A.,

Stan, but without you, I never

would have known.

STANLEY:

(freaking)

What are you doing? Stop!

GABRIEL:

String up the D.E.A. b*tch.

Marco hits the power switch. Ginger is yanked up into

the air, hanging twenty feet above the floor.

STANLEY:

Just let her down. I'll do

whatever you want.

GABRIEL:

Then get me my money, Stan.

Stanley looks up at Ginger, valiantly struggling for her

life.

STANLEY:

I'm not doing sh*t until you bring

her down. I'm serious. Let her

down. Now!

GABRIEL:

Okay.

Gabriel yanks out his .40 cal. H&K, turns and SHOOTS the

hanging Ginger.

STANLEY:

Nooo...

Stanley looks at her lifeless body as they lower her.

He looks up at Gabriel and runs at him.

Gabriel slaps him in the throat, spinning him, and grabs

Stan around the neck in the crook of his arm.

(CONTINUED)

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GABRIEL:

(close and very serious)

Take a moment, big guy. Don't

make me put you in a wheelchair.

In the b.g. two mercs zip Ginger's body into a black body

bag and carry her out.

STANLEY:

You didn't have to kill her.

GABRIEL:

I didn't Stan, you did. But we're

not done yet.

(to Marco)

Marco...

Marco yanks a seventeen-year-old girl up from the floor

and puts a gun to her head.

GABRIEL:

There are a lot of hostages here.

I cared about Ginger, can you

imagine what I could do to someone

I don't care about. How long

before the money jumps?

STANLEY:

Sixty seconds.

GABRIEL:

They better hope you installed a

back door or it could be a long

day. Somebody get me a laptop.

A laptop appears. Gabriel hands it to Stanley and nods

to the mercs who drop him. Stanley drops to his knees,

placing the computer on the ground.

Stanley has logged onto the net via modem and we hear

that familiar PULSE as he does. He connects onto an

encrypted site on the net. His fingers hum over the

keys.

COMPUTER MERC:

(looking at a screen)

Money just jumped.

GABRIEL:

(looking at his watch)

Okay, Stan. Sixty seconds.

(CONTINUED)

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Sweat rolls down Stanley's face as he works on the

machine. Numbers scroll across the screen. Five columns

of numbers scroll.

GABRIEL:

Forty-five seconds, Stanley.

STANLEY:

I need another laptop, logged on!

He tries to keep from looking up at the crying hostage.

The columns decrease. Another laptop appears.

GABRIEL:

Twenty seconds, Stan.

His fingers still fly. Three columns now. He works on

the other laptop with his right hand.

GABRIEL:

Fifteen. She's gonna die,

Stanley.

STANLEY:

Shut up!

Two. Then one.

STANLEY:

C'mon, c'mon.

It scrolls down to one number.

GABRIEL:

Ten.

The home page for Grand Cayman Banc appears on the other

laptop. "Account Number" appears.

GABRIEL:

Nine... Eight... Seven.

Stanley has typed in the account number and accesses the

account. He flies through the transfer information.

Account balance. 6.9 billion dollars.

STANLEY:

I need your account number.

Someone hands him a legal pad. He types it in.

GABRIEL:

Four, three, two...

(CONTINUED)

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