The Rock Page #11

ACROSS THE ROOM - GOODSPEED looks up from a computer screen generating 3-D=

images of different angles of a V.X. ROCKET. He walks over to the table. =

Anderson and the other S.E.A.L.s stare at him.

COMMANDER ANDERSON

The goal is to take out the launchers and neutralize the V.X.chem rounds,=

Goodspeed. Tell us what you know.

GOODSPEED:

Well, the thermal imaging photos picked up the poison gas. Here. The=

prison morgue.

(points)

It's probably being kept refrigerated. makes sense. V.X. gas begins to lose=

its toxicity at higher temperatures.

COMMANDER ANDERSON

Have you ever actually seen one of these devices?

GOODSPEED:

No sir, but I've studied them ....

COMMANDER ANDERSON

(sarcastic)

That's great, Goodspeed. You're in the

Bureau, so you've had weapons training.

GOODSPEED:

A little, sir.

COMMANDER ANDERSON

So you've never been in a combat

situation.

GOODSPEED:

No sir.

(beat)

Should I begin the briefing on

diffusing and detoxification sir?

COMMANDER ANDERSON

Won't be necessary.

GOODSPEED:

Sir, these are very complicated

devices...

COMMANDER ANDERSON

I know they are, Goodspeed. That's why you're going with=

us.

GOODSPEED:

Sir?

COMMANDER ANDERSON

(to S.E.A.L. Reigert)

Get him some gear.

MASON stares at Goodspeed.

MASON:

Wait just a minute. This little twat's going

to deal with the poison? He's gonna get us

all f***in' killed!

mason walks off muttering.

INT. PIER.39 COMMAND CENTER - BATHROOM - A MINUTE LATER

S.E.A.L. Dando stands at a urinal. Goodspeed bursts in and

lunges for another urinal. He vomits. Gags. Spits.

S.E.A.L. DANDO

Nice to meet you too.

Sanchez enters.

SANCHEZ:

You look like sh*t.

Goodspeed leans back against the wall.

GOODSPEED:

Thank you.

SANCHEZ:

You're not wimping out on us,

Goodspeed.

GOODSPEED:

I join the F.B.I. I ask for fieldwork. They say, "Bill, you're too f***ing=

smart for field work." Every year I put in for a transfer and every year I=

sit in that goddamn lab like the f***ing Maytag repairman in the=

commercial. Then the call finally comes, and it's a whole f***in, city at=

stake? Oh Jesus...

SANCHEZ:

Chemical Weapons isn't a cakewalk,

Goodspeed.

Goodspeed splashes cold water on his face.

GOODSPEED:

I've got some bad news and some really bad news sir. Maybe the bad news=

isn't bad, maybe actually it's good ....

SANCHEZ:

Spit it out.

GOODSPEED:

MY girlfriend's pregnant.

SANCHEZ:

(pause)

What's the really bad news.

INT. PIER 39 - OUTSIDE THE BATHROOM - DAY

SANCHEZ (V.'0.)

Goodspeed, GODDAMN IT ...

The door bursts open. Sanchez, veins bulging, exits,

followed by Goodspeed.

SANCHEZ:

Agent Cord, get over to the Pan Pacific Hotel and bring Goodspeed's=

girlfriend to this facility please!!

and CUT TO:

EXT. ALCATRAZ - LOWER LIGHTHOUSE - SUNSET

Cpts. Darrow and Frye look out . the window at the Marine's

Command Center in the Infirmary.

CAPTAIN DARROW:

(mumbling)

Seventeen hours left. What the f*** is he doing? How much time does it=

take to transfer money from one account ...

CAPTAIN FRYE Just a matter of time, buddy. The Pentagonlll cave and we'll=

be headin, south of the border a million dollars richer.

INT. ALCATRAZ - INFIRMARY COMMAND CENTER - SUNSET

Hummel sits at his desk. The phone RINGS.

HUMMEL (V.O.)

Hummel.

SECURITY ADVISOR LOUIS LINDSTROM

Hello Frank, Lou Lindstrom. I'm in the oval office with General=

Kramer.

INTERCUT - ALCATRAZ INFIRMARY / WHITE HOUSE OVAL OFFICE

GENERAL KRAMER We're having some problems with the account transfer,=

Frank.

HUMMEL:

Don't tell me your problems, tell me

your solutions.

GENERAL KRAMER:

We've spoken to the President.

He's not too happy about this.

Chief of Staff Hayden Sinclair enters.

HUMMEL:

Well he'd better give me a goddamn

assurance ...

HAYDEN SINCLAIR:

The only thing the President will give you

is a fair trial after you're caught, General.

HUMMEL:

That you, Sinclair? What exactly do you do at the White House?

Answer the presidential phone?

(MORE)

HUMMEL:

(cont'd) Wash the presidential limousine?

Are you his golf caddy, Sinclair?

RAYDEN SINCLAIR:

Now you give me some coddamn respect, General ....

HUMMEL:

You want respect, you child, you coffee server? Let's talk about Dave=

Ridgeway.

GENERAL KRAMER:

Who's Dave Ridgeway, Frank?

HUMMEL:

A twenty-two year old marine tortured to death by a communist death squad in=

the El Salvadoran jungle. His mother and young wife were told by the=

Pentagon that he went A.W.O.L. Let's talk about the respect he got.

LOUIS LINDSTROM:

This is going nowhere Frank ....

HUMMEL:

Then let me tell you what is: The most lethal poison gas known to man into=

San Franciscols business district. You have twelve hours to deliver the=

money or be prepared to reap the whirlwind, gentlemen.

CLICK. National Security Advisor Lindstrom stares at the

phone. Shakes his head.

LOUIS LINDSTROM:

What's the word from Mojave?

GENERAL KRAMER:

General Petersen can give us no definite assurance on the Willy Peter=

capability.

The men stare grimly at each other.

LOUIS LINDSTROM:

Greenlight the S.E.A.L. incursion.

General Kramer picks up the phone and CUT TO:

EXT. NAVAL AIRSTRIP (INCURSION STAGING AREA) - DUSK-

The INCURSION STAGING AREA (a base in the S.F. vicinity) GOODSPEED and=

MASON, in black dry suits, join COMMANDER ANDERSON and nine other=

S.E.A.L.s.

Four S.E.A.L.s will be identified: BOYER, REIGERT, DANDO,

and SHEPHERD.

COMMANDER ANDERSON Listen up, men. Mr. Mason here will run point for us. =

Lieutenant Shepherd will be attached to your hip, Mason. You breath, he=

breathes with you. Understand?

LIEUTENANT SHEPHERD, young, laconic, nods at Mason.

COMMANDER ANDERSON Shep, what's the status on the special operational gear=

for Mason.

S.E.A.L. SHEPHERD

(hands over items)

one aluminum fork and one quart of

motor oil in a squeeze tube.

GOODSPEED:

Motor oil?

MASON:

For cottonmouth.

Goodspeed and the S.E.A.L.s exchange looks.

COMMANDER ANDERSON

Goodspeed here's our specialist. We will cover him while he neutralizes=

the' chemical threat. If he does his job we'll launch flares and hold our=

position 'till the cavalry comes. Make no mistake about it, gentlemen, we=

are going in against an entrenched force led by one hot-sh*t field=

commander. We are in the fight of our lives, I bullshit you not. Any=

questions? Let's move out.

The move across the staging area to --

A CH-53 SEA STALLION and two HUEY COBRA ATTACK GUNSHIPS,

their BLADES whipping with ferocity.

S.E.A.L. SHEPHERD stands in the Sea Stallion's door. The

S.E.A.L.s board past him. Last are Mason and Goodspeed.

MASON:

After you, 'lace."

Goodspeed gives mason a look and climbs in. Then Mason.

Then Shepherd, who SLAMS the door shut.

THE GROUND CREW waves red LIGHT SABRES: "all clear." The

Hueys and the Sea Stallion lift off.

131 INT. SEA STALLION - NIGHT

Goodspeed and Mason sit with the S.E.A.L.s. Grim,

determined faces. Not a word spoken.

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