Top Gun Page #12

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He looks back at Ice, bouncing the ball and staring at him.

MAVERICK:

Stick with me, you'll get used to it.

59F. EXT. DESERT

The Bike doing 130, 140, 150 mph. Charlie is unfazed. He

turns to check her out, she smiles back at him.

CUT TO:

59G. EXT. RUSTIC ADOBE CANTINA - SUNSET

The bike is parked in front.

MONTAGE ON LOCKED OFF CAMERA - to show the passage of time...the

latticed terrace, streaks of light. Maverick is feeding a dog.

Charlie sits on a rail watching him.

MAVERICK:

I always wanted to fly... ever

since I first saw a jet. I wanted

to fly jets, then I wanted F-14's,

then I wanted to fly off carriers,

then I wanted Top Gun.

CHARLIE:

And now?

MAVERICK:

And now I want you.

CHARLIE:

You always get what you want?

MAVERICK:

I don't know yet.

DISSOLVE:

He puts money in jukebox. She watches him...eye to eye

contact. The music comes on.

CHARLIE:

I want it understood.

MAVERICK:

Anything.

CHARLIE:

No fooling on base, no signs,

no comments, no talk. By anyone.

MAVERICK:

Why?

CHARLIE:

I'm a professional. You guys are

in my line of work.

A long beat. He looks at her -- makes the pact: like a

sailor.

MAVERICK:

Acknowleged.

She looks at his eyes for any sign of a put-on, insincerity.

Finally he smiles at her but she can read it. It's time. She

moves in and covers his grin with a gentle kiss.

DISSOLVE:

To them sitting within striking distance at a table. The dog

sleeps beneath. Their eyes are now locked. The electricity

almost arcs between them.

TCU Scrub pine table. Their fingertips touch.

TIGHT SHOT. Waist to head. Holding, close together, swaying

in time with the music. Their lips gently brush.

60. 61. OMITTED

62. EXT. DAY - DESERT - TACTS RANGE

An F-14 swoops over the desert, ROARS over an antenna

complex.

The JET.- In it's missile rack, it carries a TACTS

transponder. The TACTS Range is an area of the desert

completely enveloped by computerized radar. The computers

calculate a number of aircraft's positions and velocities by

means of transponders in the ships and ground stations that

talk to each other thousands of times a second. Using this

system, it is possible to track aerial combat instantaneously

and give pilots directions and also to play back the combats

for analysis.

63. INT. TACTS RANGE TRAILER - DAY

The double viewing screens are five feet high; high

technology, state of the art. On the screens are computer

animated figures showing jets from various angles. Flight

data is displayed. The operators punch buttons to show

various points-of-view of the battle: a pilot's p.o.v.; God's

p.o.v. from overhead, a long range p.o.v., showing topography

of the landscape and height of mountains.

Students and instructors sit on chairs in the peanut

gallery, facing Viper at the front of the room. Charlie is in

the back.

VIPER:

The bandit has good position right

here. All right, freeze here. The

moment of choice -- Maverick is

defensive. He has a chance to bug

out right here....Better to retire

and save your plane than force a

bad position. Stay in the diamond

another three seconds, the bandit

will blow you out of the sky...make

a hard right, select zone

5...(turns to Maverick to drive

point home) you can extend and

escape. You make a bad choice. Roll

forward.

The computerized rendering resumes on the screen.

VIPER (Con't)

You perform a split S. That's the

last thing you should do. The

bandit is right on your tail --

Freeze there...the bandit has you

in his gunsight. What were you

thinking here, Maverick?

MAVERICK:

I wasn't thinking. I just did it.

VIPER:

Big gamble with a thirty million

dollar plane!

MAVERICK:

(smiling)

No guts, no glory.

It's a joke. Viper doesn't like that answer at all, but some

of the students laugh and mockingly whistle at the cockiness

of it. They give Maverick the high sign. Slider leans forward

to him.

SLIDER:

Your guts. His glory.

Maverick slumps down in his chair under Viper's glare. The

computer rendering rolls forward again. He glances back at

Charlie. She smiles sympathetically at him.

VIPER:

Unfortunately, the gamble worked,

or you might have learned

something. The bandit never gets a

clean shot...Maverick makes an

aggressive vertical move here,

comes over the top and defeats the

bandit with a missile shot. The

encounter was a victory, but we've

shown it as an example of what not

to do. Ice is next.

Another computerized rendering comes up on the screen.

Hollywood leans close to Maverick and speaks quietly.

HOLLYWOOD:

Gutsiest move I ever saw.

Maverick gives him a small nod of appreciation.

VIPER:

And the dumbest...Okay, look at

this. It's textbook. Ice takes

control of the battle immediately.

He never gives the bandit a chance

to take the offensive. An early

turn here -- excellent. He goes for

the jugular, and it's over just

that quick. Let's run that again,

it's exactly how it should be done.

64. through 75B. OMITTED

76. EXT. MIRAMAR RUNWAY - DAY

In full flight gear, carrying their helmets and trying to

stuff food down their gullets, the students rush/stumble

toward the flight line. Hollywood takes a bit of a sandwich

and makes a face.

GOOSE:

What the hell is this?

MAVERICK:

Don't chew it, you won't have it

that long. Easier to clean the

cockpit if it comes up in big

chunks.

Jester yells from the distance.

JESTER:

On the run. Let's go. Move it!

GOOSE:

A fighter pilot's lunch... a hot

dog and a puke.

They scurry ahead, overtaking the others.

HOLLYWOOD:

I was a victim of circumstance.

GOOSE:

They should have warned you about

that one.

HOLLYWOOD:

She's kinky for flight suits--said

that she'd never seen so many

zippers--played with them all

night. The noise alone kept me up.

GOOSE:

What'd you do?

HOLLYWOOD:

Pulled left, rolled out,

underneath.

WOLFMAN:

It's kind of ironic. All you guys

have women troubles and I don't.

HOLLYWOOD:

That's because you don't have any

women.

WOLFMAN:

Until last night. Did you see the

moves I was making on that girl at

the party?

HOLLYWOOD:

The girl with the purple

fingernails?

WOLFMAN:

That's her--tall hungry woman with

fire in her eyes. It was great.

MAVERICK:

It was bad.

WOLFMAN:

Bad?

MAVERICK:

The girl with the purple

fingernails was Coogan's sister.

They all laugh. Wolfman looks stunned.

HOLLYWOOD:

Coogan spent half the night looking

for her. He said he was gonna kill

the son-of-a-b*tch who ruined his

sister.

WOLFMAN:

I didn't ruin her.

MAVERICK:

You didn't help.

WOLFMAN:

No, really. She came ruined!...

Ya think he knows it was me?

GOOSE:

Seemed not to. But it's hard to

know. You never can tell what's in

the mind of a psychopath.

Wolfman looks very unsettled.

HOLLYWOOD:

Hear about Ice?

WOLFMAN:

What now?

HOLLYWOOD:

He won again.

Goose walks beside Maverick now.

GOOSE:

Something bothering you?

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