The Italian Job Page #15

STEVE:

Sonovabitch.

INT. CHARLIE'S MINI -DAY

Through his rearview mirror, Charlie eyes the gold truck

creeping closer.

CHARLIE:

Gentlemen, start your engines.

THREE SHOTS:

Starting their engines-with souped-up, throaty roars:

Charlie; Handsome Rob; Stella.

CHARLIE:

Give us the flag when you're ready.

INT. U-HAUL

Lyle has hacked into the Metro Rail's Control System. Starts

his magic.

LYLE:

Shutting down the rail as we speak.

INT. METRO RAIL TUNNELS -SEVERAL SHOTS

A Metro is speeding through the Blue Line tunnel. Suddenly

it loses power and comes to an inglorious stop.

Another Metro stops on the Red Line.

Inside a Metro on the Westside Corridor as it stops; confused

passengers stare out the glass.

INT. U-HAUL

His laptop shows a group of still circles that represent the

stalled Metros.

LYLE:

Tunnel's clear. Go!

EXT. WALK OF FAME

The three Minis jump the curb and drive right over the star-

lined sidewalk... Pedestrians throw themselves out of their

path... The cars run over Marilyn Monroe's star and the

flowers and candles left by fans.. . They make a sharp turn

down the cement stairs that lead to the Metro Rail platform.

At the same time —

EXT. HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD

The creeping gold truck is just about alongside the parked

U-Haul.

INT. U-HAUL

Through his sideview mirror, Lyle eyes the progress of the

gold truck. He gives the word:

LYLE:

Coming into position...

INT. METRO RAIL STATION

The Minis roughly bounce down the second flight of stairs.

The sides of the cars scrape against the metal handrails.

Tourists, workers, all scamper away.

INT. U-HAUL

The gold truck getting closer.

LYLE:

Five... Four. ..

INT. METRO RAIL STATION

The Minis land on the platform where everyone is waiting for

the next Metro.

Heads turn at the sight of these half-cars streaking by.

INT. U-HAUL

The gold truck is almost alongside the U-Haul.

LYLE:

Three...

INT. METRO RAIL STATION

Charlie's Mini flies off the platform and lands on the rail

line. The car's shocks take the hit.

The other Minis follow suit, off the platform, onto the

rails.

LYLE (V.O.)

Two... One...

THE MINIS:

Drive past the spot where they put the Nitramon explosives.

LYLE (V.O.)

Do it.

INT. STELLA'S MINI

She brakes to a stop and braces herself as —

. INT. HANDSOME ROB'S MINI

Half-Ear pulls out his hearing aid, hits the remote to a

detonator and —

EXT. HOLLYWOOD & HIGHLAND

The section of pavement that the gold truck sits on splits

apart. The road surface drops away. Smoke billowing up as

The BRINK' S TRUCK FALLS. ..

INT. METRO RAIL TUNNEL

Suddenly the street, the armored truck and daylight come

crashing down at us in a cloud of smoke and debris.

The truck's windshield implodes.

The Minis come to a stop. Half-Ear jumps out. Aims the

grenade launcher. FIRES.

INT. GOLD TRUCK

The triple charger chemical grenade sails in through the

windshield and explodes, knocking out the guards. The driver

slumps against the steering wheel, the horn BLARING under his

weight. At the same time:

INT.. U-HAUL -ON THE CUT

Lyle hits a button on a remote control and —

EXT. U-HAUL

Clamps unlock, releasing the heavy steel sheet from the side

of the U-Haul. It SLAMS DOWN, neatly covering the gaping

hole in the road like a huge manhole cover.

EXT. HOLLYWOOD & HIGHLAND

The motorcycles following the Brink's come to a sudden stop.

The motorcycle guards watch the smoke clear. The armored

truck has vanished! Vaporized in the gridlock! Gone!

Pandemonium. People scatter. A man jumps out of his BMW

and sprints away from the explosion.

Lyle gets out of the U-Haul and runs to his getaway vehicle:

the Vespa. He's about to hop on, but something stops him...

The sight of the vacant, shimmering, 2002 BMW 750iL parked

just ahead, keys dangling from the ignition.

At the same time, the motorcycle guards climb off their

bikes. Draw semi-automatic handguns. Result: more madness

Bystanders flee.

The BMW tears out of there, Lyle behind the wheel.

INT. METRO RAIL TUNNEL -DAY

The rear door to the Brink's is open. Our crew sees the •

Worthington 1000 inside.

CHARLIE:

Nice work.

HALF-EAR

Well like Einstein almost said: genius

is ten percent inspiration, ninety

percent detonation.

CHARLIE:

Let's get our gold.

Stella goes up to the imposing safe. Gives it a look of

momentary respect, then sets to work...

INT. KNX-AM 1070 TRAFFIC HELICOPTER -DAY

ChristinaGriego telling her radio audience:

CHRISTINA GRIEGO

I've seen earthquakes, mudslides, fires,

riots, but this... Let me try to paint a

picture for our listeners.

INT. FERRARI

Hearingthe news over the radio . " ' • -' • •

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

CHRISTINA GRIEGO (V.O.)

There's been some kind of an explosion

and a Brink's truck has just dropped down

into the Metro Rail Blue Line.

Steve slams the car into gear and jumps the sidewalk, passing

the gridlock. He hollers into a walkie-talkie —

STEVE:

The truck's in the Metro Rail. Where

does the Blue Line go back above ground?

EXT. STREETS -SERIES OF SHOTS

The motorcycle guards who were escorting the decoy trucks

hear Steve over their walkie-talkies. With squeals of

rubber, they turn around as one of the guards answers —

MOTORCYCLE GUARD

It comes out at Flower & Pico.

At the same time — .

INT. METRO RAIL TUNNEL -DAY t

Stella works the dial, feeling for contact points. And —

EXT. HOLLYWOOD & HIGHLAND -DAY

The two motorcycle guards fervently try to lift off the steel

sheet that dropped down from the U-Haul.

INT. METRO RAIL TUNNEL -DAY

They see daylight start to stream in from above as the steel

sheet slides a little.

CHARLIE:

Stella?

STELLA:

ShJlhh..

We HEAR Stella's heart pounding in her ears. See the

perspiration on her fingertips.

STELLA (CONT'D)

You know when you said this wouldn't be

the same as opening a safe for the cops?

HANDSOME ROB:

Yeah.

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUEDONTINUED:

STELLA:

Did you have to be right?

EXT. HOLLYWOOD & HIGHLAND -DAY

The motorcycle guards strain, managing to shift the steel

sheet enough so they can see the armored truck below.

INT. METRO RAIL TUNNEL -DAY

CLOSE SHOTS on Stella's eyes, pure concentration. CLOSE

SHOTS on each number on the dial. Finally: CLICK.

She grabs the safe's lever and swings the sturdy steel door

open. She instinctively looks away.

CHARLIE:

Don't you want to see what's inside?

STELLA:

I never look.

CHARLIE:

Trust me. You wanna look.

So she does. Inside is a mountain of gold bricks...

EXT. HOLLYWOOD & HIGHLAND -MOMENTS LATER

The motorcycle guards heave, strain, finally getting the

steel plate off. But it's too late as —

INT. MINIS -SERIES OF SHOTS

Engines REV. Exhaust jets. Hands slam stick-shifts.

INT. METRO RAIL TUNNEL

The cars streak off deeper into the Metro Rail tunnel,

headlights bouncing off the walls.

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