Top Gun Page #6

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SUNDOWN:

Yeow!

GOOSE:

Mayday! Down in flames!

He throws a beer in Sundown's face, quenching the fire. Sundown

blinks through the beer.

SUNDOWN:

Thanks, I needed that.

HOLLYWOOD:

You guys are not only crazy, you're

dangerous!

Ice comes up from the end of the bar. He motions the Barmaid for

another; it comes. Goose lights it. He gulps it down, cool as

hell.

ICE:

(Disdainfully)

Frat boys.

He walks away. Slider goes after him.

MAVERICK:

Who is that guy?

HOLLYWOOD:

That's Kazanski.

GOOSE:

No sh*t! That why they call him Ice?

HOLLYWOOD:

Nope. It's the way he flies - Ice cold.

No mistakes. Wears you down. After

enough time, you just get bored and

frustrated, you do something stupid, and

he's got you.

Maverick moves in Ice's direction. He passes Wolfman dancing

with a girl with bright purple fingernails.

ANGLE - DANCEFLOOR.

GIRL:

Why do you all have such funny

names?

WOLFMAN:

You gotta have a call sign that's

just your own...never changes...you

have to recognize it immediately.

Then, if someone shouts "Wolf,

break left!"..you react right away.

GIRL:

Why do they call you Wolf?

WOLDFMAN:

(smiles)

Oh, I don't know.

Goose comes up with his arm around a girl.

GOOSE:

Hey Mav, this is Sally. She doesn't

believe a word I say. Tell her I'm

married, will you?

MAVERICK:

Yeah, he's married--but then again,

he,s not dead.

Sally laughs and tries to pull Goose back toward the dance

floor. Something in Maverick's eyes makes him hang back with his

partner.

ANGLE - THE DANCE FLOOR - DANCERS

GIRL:

Could I get a call sign?

WOLFMAN:

Well, I don't know. That depends.

GIRL:

On what?

WOLFMAN:

Well, it doesn't just happen, you

gotta do something famous.

GIRL:

Like what?

WOLFMAN:

Oh...I'll think of something.

Maverick smiles at this, but seems on edge... He watches a few

pretty girls enter and eye the pilots in their flight suits, then

turns and walks up to Ice, who sits, drinking with Slider.

Maverick walks over to him. Ice notices Slider's attention going

to Maverick. He turns and grins at him.

ICEMAN:

Figured it out yet?

MAVERICK:

Figured out what?

ICEMAN:

Who is the best.

MAVERICK:

Nope.

ICEMAN:

Need a hint?

MAVERICK:

I think I can work it out on my

own.

ICEMAN:

You like to work alone. I've heard

that about you.

MAVERICK:

I've heard of you, too. You were in

124 with Bargamian.

ICEMAN:

And you were with Cougar. He was my

roommate in flight school.

MAVERICK:

He's a good man.

ICEMAN:

The best.

SLIDER:

You must have soloed under a lucky

star. First the MiG, then you slide

into Cougar's place.

GOOSE:

It's not Cougar's place. It's ours.

ICE:

What do you think it was? Was it

that MiG contact that did it?

GOOSE:

Did what?

ICE:

Got you here.

GOOSE:

We're here because we're the best

flyers in the wing. Not because of

some MiG encounter.

SLIDER:

What luck! Guys fly their whole

career without seeing a MiG up

close...You're famous.

ICE:

You mean notorious.

Something in the way he says it. It's not quite a joke, more an

insult. Maverick's about to take the whole conversation too far

when something...someone catches his eye. She catches quite a few

eyes in this room. She is very pretty and she's walking in on the

arm of a Commander. Maverick turns back, but the moment has

passed. Ice dismisses him with a nod and weak smile. Goose pulls

him away.

MAVERICK:

What do these guys think, I made

Cougar quit?

GOOSE:

Pay no attention to it. They're

just trying to rattle you. It's all

psychological. Sit down..and drink.

He deposits Maverick at a chair by a table where other pilots

cluster watching and listening to Bugs shoot down his wristwatch.

Maverick broods...

BUGS:

We were just really diving down and by

then we were right over downtown

Haiphong. It was some great sh*t. Jack

says, "What are you doing?" "What, what

am I doing, Jack?" He says, "What are

you doing?" I said, "I'm rolling in,

Jack." "Bugs, we're at thirty-two

hundred feet. Oh sh*t, we were like

zooom... So we scraped down at hundred

feet right over--downtown Hanoi! Oh

sh*t, goddamn it! And blowing down the

river. And so once we were there we let

down to about fifty feet just going down

the river and Jack says... "Bugs...

don't ever do that again!" "Okay, right,

Jack, I'll never do that again!"

Maverick pays little or no attention. He broods and drinks.

Suddenly, Hollywood nudges him, he turns.

MAVERICK:

What, what is it?

HOLLYWOOD:

Target passing. Check your six.

MAVERICK:

Never mind mine. Check hers.

They turn. Long legs, great ass, beautiful.

HOLLYWOOD:

Her six is a ten! Uh oh, a turn to

engage.

HIS POV - ACROSS A CROWDED ROOM

Maverick sees a stranger, and somehow he knows, he knows even

then. Wolfman turns, sees her walking too.

WOLFMAN:

Bogey...9 o'clock level.

SUNDOWN:

Nine thirty. Bogey? You presume

that hostile?

HOLLYWOOD:

Well, we should contact and check

it out.

She has turned toward them. She passes by. They start to make a

move for her. But just then she finds her date at the bar; a

distinguished man with Captain's stripes. Their smiles freeze and

they slide back in their chairs. Maverick can't stop looking at

her...After a while, the intensity of his gaze draws her

attention. She feels him. She is nodding and smiling to her date,

but her eyes scan the room like radar. A warning tone goes off in

his brain dolu dolu dolu as they lock on him. He feels that

thrill of excitement and fear you get when you know you're

targeted in someone's scope. Her eyes hold on him for a long

moment...long enough, and then sweep by the rest of the room. She

turns her attention back to the Captain and laughs at something

he says.

Over in a corner, Goose chats up a couple of San Diego girls.

GOOSE:

The family unit -- that's the most

important thing. It's the only

thing you can count on. I'm married

--did I tell you that?

FIRST GIRL:

Four times. We don't believe you.

GOOSE:

I've been married since I was

eighteen. Why don't you believe me?

SECOND GIRL:

Because you don't look married.

FIRST GIRL:

You're not even wearing a ring.

GOOSE:

(big smile)

I take it off when I'm chasing

women. It's the only honorable

thing to do.

ANGLE - MAVERICK

He's half listening to Bugs rattle on. His eyes are drawn back

to the woman. He tries not to stare. She seems to know a lot of

people in the club. He looks away. Hollywood is chatting up a

girl with a sincerity that cannot be taught. His line is just as

polished as his appearance.

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