The Italian Job Page #2

EXT. UNDERNEATH THE SHIP -NIGHT

Half-Ear finishes up. Speaks into the headset inside his

gear.

HALF-EAR

I'm done. Over.

LYLE (V.O.)

Copy that. Enjoy the ride, cowboy.

Half-Ear grabs onto the bottom rung of a ladder that is

bolted tothesidfeof the shipasit launchesoffthedock

boltedto the sidfe oftheship as itlaunches off the dock

and into deeper water.

CUT TO:

TWO BRIGHT CIRCLES IN A SEA OF DARKNESS

Coming closer...becoming clearer... It's Charlie and John

Bridger, in scuba gear, riding torpedo-shaped Dive Propulsion

Vehicles (DPVs) that pull them through the deep blue sea at a

good 5 m.p.h. Both DPVs drag equipment bags.

A Global Satellite Positioning Device is mounted on the

handlebar of Charlie's DPV, being fed information via Lyle's

laptop. A circle pulsates on the monitor, a beacon to the

crate in the ship.

EXT. UNDER THE BOAT -NIGHT

Half-Ear still clings to the ladder. It's a wild ride.

Through the headset inside his gear, he HEARS:

LYLE (V.O.)

Get ready. 3. 2. 1. Drop.

Half-Ear lets go of the ladder. The ship's propellers speed

by just above his head. WHOOSH.

He removes a radio-controlled detonator. Hits the button.

EXT. SHIP -ON THE CUT

The hull of the boat EXPLODES.

INT. SHIP'S HOLD

A very neat hole on the bottom of the boat beneath the crate

is opened. Water RUSHES IN and the crate falls right through

the cavity, vanishing.

UNDERWATER:

The huge, heavy crate drops down. . . down. . . hits the bottom.

ON THE SHIP:

Chaos rules. She's taking on water fast. No way to save

her. The captain orders the dinghy lowered into the water.

INT. HUMVEE -NIGHT

Parked in the sand at the top of the bay. Steve looks out to

the bay through infrared binoculars.

The ship is going down. The crew on the dingy head back to

the port, which is in the opposite direction of this beach.

EXT. THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA -NIGHT

The DPVs are now attached by a tether to an underwater

lifting bag that is used to move heavy loads through water.

The crate is surrounded by our three diver-bandits.

Using crowbars they pull apart the plywood. The cardboard

boxes of tomatoes dump out, tomatoes spilling everywhere.

And now we see what was hidden between the boxes...

A large safe.

They move like clock-work. Half-Ear aims an underwater light

at the dial. Charlie drills a small hole near the dial.

John peers inside a horoscope and lines up the three wheels

of the combination lock...until the door pops open.

As they stare at what's inside, they speak into their

headsets, heard by all.

CHARLIE:

Sweet Jesus.

JOHN BRIDGER:

"That for which all virtue is sold. And

almost every vice .-— gold."

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

And now we see the contents of the safe: 160 glistening GOLD

BRICKS. Made in Singapore, they weigh 25 pounds and each one

is decorated with the face of an exotic Balinese girl. We're

talking thirty million dollars worth of gold.

INT. HUMVEE (PARKED) -NIGHT

They holler and high-five and it's just a great moment to be

alive. Steve takes another peek through his infrared

binoculars and sees —

The last vestiges of the ship hang above the waterline, then

disappear.

EXT. UNDERWATER -A LITTLE LATER

The gold is now stacked and secured on the lifting bag.

They attach an underwater parachute to the bag and hook a

hose from an air tank into press of a pressure release valves

which cause the parachute to INFLATE.

Looking like a hot-air balloon underwater, the whole thing

floats up about fifteen feet. Half-Ear holds onto its side,

going along for the ride.

Then Charlie and John Bridger speed off on the DPVs which are

tethered to the inflatable bag. As they glide through the

water towards the secluded'beach, we...

CUT TO:

EXT. MOUNTAINOUS ROAD -FIRST LIGHT OF DAWN

The Humvee climbs into the mountain ranges of the Alps.

INT. HUMVEE (MOVING)

The gold is in three crates in the cargo bay.

Handsome Rob and Steve are still up front. The others are i

the back seats, the divers out of their scuba gear. They are

pouring champagne into paper cups; except for Bridger who

abstains. He holds up his empty cup.

JOHN BRIDGER:

My name is John and I'm a very rich

alcoholic. And I'm going to live my life

one very rich day at a time.

THE CREW:

Alright, John!

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

TThhey llaughhandd pounddthheiir ffiists agaiinst thhe rooffoff thhe

Humvee. Charlie pulls out the cigar Bridger gave him. As

Bridger lights it for him —

JOHN BRIDGER:

You planned this one down to a t, kid.

It's a gift. You saw the big picture,

made contingencies, covered the angles..

Hearing this, Steve looks a little jealous.

JOHN BRIDGER (CONT'D)

Sh*t, you made thirty million dollars in

gold drop out of sight without holding a

gun. Who else could've pulled that off?

CHARLIE:

You could've. I had big shoes to fill.

JOHN BRIDGER:

Fill the shoes but don't follow the

footprints.

CHARLIE:

What're you talking about? You've lived

the life.

JOHN BRIDGER:

My life's been nothing but fake IDs, fake

business cards and divorce papers. This

is the only thing that's real.

Bridger shows him a photograph of Stella that he keeps in his

wallet.

CHARLIE:

Stella's a beautiful girl.

JOHN BRIDGER:

She's amazing. And I spent half her

childhood in prison. This is a once in a •

lifetime haul, Charlie. Bring down the

curtain after this one. Make a new life.

Find someone amazing and be there for

her. • •''•' .

As the advice escapes Bridger's mouth —

EXT. MOUNTAINOUS ROAD

A Jeep thunders out of a hiding place in the trees and blocks

the road. The Humvee brakes to avoid running into it.

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

HANDSOME ROB:

Sh*t.

Click. That's the sound of a gun cocking as it's pressed

against Handsome Rob's temple.

STEVE:

Anyone acts stupid and his brains go on

the windshield.

They see the two Italian Inspectors jump out of the Jeep,

AK-47s leveled at the crew. Steve has double-crossed them.

On the crew:
shocked would be a good place to start.

CHARLIE:

What the hell do you think you're doing?

STEVE:

Sorry Charlie. But I want the box of

Cracker Jack all to myself.

The Italians pull the crates of gold out of the back of the

Humvee.

CHARLIE:

You're not thinking this through. It's a

stupid move.

STEVE:

Think so? Well you're the brilliant one.

The Master Planner. Isn't that so, John?

Steve climbs out of the Humvee, gun still on Handsome Rob,

the AK-47s aimed at the others.

STEVE (CONT'D)

You bet on the wrong horse.

JOHN BRIDGER:

We'll hunt you down. You're gonna regret

this. .

EXT. HUMVEE

Safely outside, Steve turns his gun on Bridger.

STEVE:

No regrets, Dixie cup.

BOOM. He shoots Bridger in the head. Just like that.

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

The Italians follow suit, AK-47s SCREAMING out bursts of full

automatic fire at the crew.

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