RUSH HOUR
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	                       by

	                   Ross LaManna

	                       and

	                     Jim Kouf

	                     Story by

	                     Ross LaManna





























	FADE IN:

	EXT. HONG KONG -- NIGHT

	We're in a HELICOPTER POV flying over Hong Kong's dazzling skyline.

	SUPER - HONG KONG - JUNE 30, 1997

	FADE UP the sound of a RADIO NEWSCAST as we continue to fly over 
	luxury, high rise condos, gleaming corporate headquarters, and
	busy freeways.

				NEWS ANNOUNCER
			(British accent)
		...and now, in something less than 
		three hours, what was once known as 
		the Asian pearl of the British Empire 
		will revert forever to The People's 
		Republic of China... 

	Suddenly, we break out of the lights of the city and FLY LOW over the 
	dark harbor. The newscaster's voice blends with the WHUMP WHUMP of the 
	chopper.

	CUT TO:

	INT. A WAREHOUSE-NIGHT

	We're CLOSE on a huge gleaming DRAGON made of tin. The dragon seems to 
	float effortlessly across a concrete warehouse floor.

	PULL BACK until we see that it's riding on a fork lift toward a SHIP 
	docked at the warehouse.

	As the dragon moves, we see it pass PRICELESS CHINESE ART OBJECTS 
	including ceramics, glass paintings, and huge statues.

	CHINESE MEN move quickly as they load this precious cargo into the hold 
	of the ship.

	INT. THE HOLD-NIGHT

	The dragon is now descending right on top of us as it's lowered by A 
	CRANE. A Chinese man carrying an AUTOMATIC WEAPON looks up at the 
	dragon as he walks by. We hold on the dragon.

	Suddenly, A MAN'S FACE appears in the dragon's mouth. This is LEE, 
	dressed all in black. He dives head first out of the dragon and lands 
	silently on the deck.

	EXT.THE SHIP-NIGHT

	Another GUARD, cradling an M-16, walks around a railing and looks over 
	the side. Suddenly, A HAND reaches up and pulls him over the edge. He 
	disappears and a beat later we HEAR A SPLASH.

	ON ANOTHER GUARD

	He's coming up a LADDER, automatic weapon slung over his shoulder. He 
	HEARS something, turns on the ladder. Nothing. When he starts back up 
	WHACK! A foot kicks him off the ladder and the ship. SPLASH.

	ON TWO GUARDS

	Lee dispatches them with a FLURRY OF HANDS. SPLASH, SPLASH.

	ON THE BOSS

	A handsome Chinese man named SANG stands at the railing watching the 
	loading process. He SHOUTS in MANDARIN and people jump to his command. 
	Then something catches his eye.

	CLOSE ON

	The top of the warehouse. We see another man's FACE peer over the edge. 
	And then disappear again.

	ON THE WAREHOUSE

	Ten HONG KONG COPS, weapons at the ready, are spread out on the roof 
	watching the loading action.

	ON SANG

	He turns and sees A HELICOPTER in the distance bearing down on the 
	boat. Without showing any panic, Sang steps inside his ship office.

	He runs to his desk and grabs a REBREATHER MASK from a drawer. He looks 
	up suddenly and sees Lee standing in the doorway.

	Sang doesn't move a muscle as the two men stare at each other. Suddenly 
	AUTOMATIC GUNFIRE erupts everywhere as the raid beings.

	Sang dives for a Berretta taped under his desk. He grabs it and starts 
	firing. Lee rolls across the office dodging bullets.

	Sang runs out and down a flight of steps. Lee follows on his heels.

	EXT. THE SHIP-NIGHT

	A battle is in full progress as the Cops fire down on the bad guys. The 
	helicopter joins the fray. We see a machine gun spray the warehouse 
	from the chopper's open door.

	INT. THE BOAT-NIGHT

	Sang runs down another flight of steps, deeper in the bowels of the 
	ship. He stops for an instant and fits the REBREATHER MASK over his 
	face. Then he turns and fires four rounds at Lee who has to dive back 
	in another passageway.

	ON LEE

	He comes hurtling down the steps. He stops. We hear nothing except the 
	distant sound of GUNFIRE. Then faintly at first, we hear WATER 
	SLOSHING.

	Lee walks down a dark passageway and stops. He looks down at a round 
	HOLE in the deck, just big enough for a man. Dark harbor water SLOSHES 
	in the hole.

	EXT. DECK-NIGHT

	Lee runs up on deck as the battle is ending. Police arrest dozens of 
	bad guys. But Lee looks out at the water where one bad guy got away.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. HAN'S RESIDENCE -- NIGHT

	We're in a LARGE ORIENTAL GARDEN for a black tie dinner. Tuxedos and 
	gowns.  An assortment of worldly players. HAN, a handsome charismatic 
	man is the focus of attention.  He and his wife CHI-YING are at one of 
	the tables.

	THOMAS GRIFFIN, 50, British, but warm and personable, has the floor.  
	He is at Han's table, holding up a glass of bubbly.

				GRIFFIN 
		-- because in my heart, I look upon it 
		as a tragedy. Yes, ladies and 
		gentlemen, a tragedy.
			(to Han)
		Forgive me, my friend. But I believe 
		Hong Kong cannot afford to lose men of 
		your character. It's understandable 
		that China has envisioned a new role 
		for you in the United States. But 
		those of us here in law enforcement, 
		can only look upon your leave-taking 
		with sadness. And speaking personally, 
		I will sorely miss your unbridled 
		support of British Hong Kong Police.   
	
		So, for all us Brits who ever carried 
		a shield in Hong Kong...
			(lifts his glass)
		We will miss you, but we wish you 
		nothing but happiness in America.

	The glasses clink.  Lee, now dressed in a tuxedo, suddenly appears at 
	Han's side. He whispers something in his ear. Han stands, glass in 
	hand.

				HAN
			(to Griffin)
		Tom, thank you. Very much.
			(to the group)
		I am pleased to be able to leave you 
		and Hong Kong with a gift tonight: 
		less than an hour ago, Detective Lee 
		and his special task force have once 
		and for all crushed the Juntao 
		Criminal Organization. 

	 Shock and then applause all around the table.

				HAN (cont'd)
		This is the kind of legacy I have 
		dreamed about: to leave this city 
		safer than I found it. To Hong 
		Kong...forever.

	Everyone drinks.

	ON LEE

	He's walking back up to the house when he senses someone behind him.  
	He turns and receives a fist to the stomach.

	SOON YOUNG, Han's daughter is pissed.

				SOON YOUNG 
		When were you going to tell me you 
		were not going with us?

				LEE 
		I still have work to do here.

				SOON YOUNG 
		I don't believe you.  My father was 
		explaining to Mr. Griffin.  That is 
		how I found out.

				LEE 
		I was trying to find the right time.

				SOON YOUNG 
		After I left?

	And she throws another punch at him.  But he catches her hand.  And 
	holds it tightly, to keep from being hit again.

				LEE 
		I am going to miss you very much, Soon 
		Young. If I ever have a daughter, I 
		hope she is like you.

	 Soon Young yanks her hand away from him.  She glares at 
	 him for a moment, then --

				SOON YOUNG 
		I will not have friends in America.

				LEE 
		Soon Young, don't worry.  You will 
		have many friends very soon.  You will 
		see.  America is a very friendly 
		place.

	DISSOLVE TO:

	EXT. A DINER-NIGHT

	We're somewhere in DOWNEY, CALIFORNIA looking at a VINTAGE DINER with a 
	lot of glass windows all the way around it.

	We see two women seated in a booth, looking out at us.

	INT. THE DINER-NIGHT

	One woman is SHIRLEY JOHNSON, beautiful, poised, generally not nervous 
	like she is now. The other woman, LOIS, is in her early 20's, nasty 
	looking, dangerous, and strung out.

	Both women are looking out into the parking lot. After a beat, Johnson 
	gets up.

				JOHNSON
		I gotta pee.

	She walks away. Lois watches her closely.

	EXT. THE DINER PARKING LOT-NIGHT

	We're on JAMES CARTER mid twenties, dressed to impress. It doesn't 
	appear to be working, however, because he has a GUN to his head.

				MAN'S VOICE 
		You don't move, you understand?!  You 
		don't move!

				CARTER 
		Do I look like I'm movin'?!  What 
		you're seeing here?  This is not 
		movement. This is my "still".

	The man who is holding the gun is HENRY LAFONTAINE, thirty, shaved 
	head, expensive clothes.

	Lafontaine pushes Carter until he's leaning forward on a parked JAGUAR. 
	He starts patting Carter down.  With his feet spread apart, hands 
	spread on the trunk, Carter looks like a suspect who is being arrested.

	Lafontaine starts feeling around Carter's legs, moving higher up.

				CARTER 
		Hey, hey, you start touching me there, 
		I'm gonna start movin'! Word up, 
		mother... 

				LAFONTAINE
			(interrupting)
		Shut up!

				CARTER 
		You a cop or something?

				LAFONTAINE
		Or somethin'.

	Lafontaine backs off, pulling the gun away from Carter's head.

				LAFONTAINE
		Okay.

	 Carter straightens himself.

				CARTER 
		This is not a good way to start a 
		relationship, stickin' a gun to a 
		man's head, feelin' around his  
		personal equipment.  Make him think 
		you don't trust him. 

				LAFONTAINE
		I don't trust anybody.  Especially 
		first time deals.

				CARTER 
		I oughta pat your ass down.  Make sure 
		you're not a cop.

				LAFONTAINE
		Nobody touches me.

				CARTER 
		Shit, I ain't interested in puttin' my 
		hands on you.  That does nothin' for 
		me.  No. I don't need to be pattin' no 
		ass. All I'm sayin' is, how do I know 
		you're not a cop?

	Lafontaine opens the trunk of the JAGUAR.

	Inside are MANY SMALL WRAPPED PACKAGES with U.S. ARMY stenciled on 
	them.

				LAFONTAINE
		Because cops don't have the U.S. 
		Government's finest...at my prices.

	 Carter looks at the merchandise.

				CARTER
		Ooooh. That's pretty.

	CUT TO:

	INT. DINER BATHROOM-NIGHT

	JOHNSON is sitting in a stall, headphones on, talking into a 
	transmitter.

				JOHNSON
		OK, Carter, gimme something here. 
		Start with the color of the packaging.

	ON CARTER

	He sticks a pinky in one ear and scratches.

	INSERT

	A TINY MICROPHONE is in Carter's ear.

				CARTER
		Yeah...beautiful. What would you call 
		that paper there? Kind of a...Robin 
		egg blue color?

	 ON JOHNSON

				JOHNSON
			(into the mike)
		Good. That's standard military 
		packaging for plastique. Get a look 
		under it.

	 ON CARTER

	 He leans over the packages and slits one open.

				CARTER
		You know something? Every time I see 
		this stuff, it reminds me of...uh...a 
		double latte grande...
			(still looking)
		With two shots of non-fat milk.

				LAFONTAINE
		What are you talking about?

	 ON JOHNSON

				JOHNSON
			(into the mike)
		That's it. High intensity C-4. We got 
		his ass. 

	CLICK. Carter looks up at a cute little silver plated .38 that Lois is 
	pointing down on her from the next stall.

				LOIS
		Step out slowly. Or I'll blow your 
		hair style into the toilet. Where it 
		belongs. 

	 ON CARTER

	 He sees a wire coming out of one side of the package.

				CARTER
			(speaking loudly)
		What's this little green wire coming 
		out one side of the package?

				LAFONTAINE
		I wouldn't touch that if I were you.

	 Lafontaine pulls a remote DETONATOR out of his pocket.

				LAFONTAINE
		I get the money, you get the 
		detonator.
			(smiles)
		First date's are always scary.

	 Lafontaine shuts the trunk.  Hands the keys to Carter.

				HESS 
		You cross the street, leave the money 
		on the sidewalk.  I'll leave the 
		detonator on my side.  Then we trade 
		places.  Get the picture?

				LOIS VO
		Hey, honey...

	Lafontaine turns to see Johnson, who's wearing a sexy short skirt, 
	walking toward them with Lois bringing up the rear.

				LOIS 
		She talks to herself on the potty.

	Lois shoves Johnson ahead, revealing the GUN in one hand and Johnson's 
	TRANSMITTER in the other.

				LOIS (cont'd)
			(to Lafontaine )
		Let's kill her.
			(cocking the .38)
		I'll flip you for it.  

	Lafontaine turns to Carter, but Carter is already throwing a punch.  
	Connecting.  Lafontaine falls.

	The remote drops as Lois FIRES at Carter.

	The bullet ricochets off the car.  Lafontaine sees the remote, makes a 
	dive for it.  But another hand gets there first.

	Lois turns the gun on Johnson.

				CARTER 
		No!

	Carter is holding the detonator.  Stand-off.

	Carter grabs Lafontaine.  Pulls him up.  Lois grabs Johnson, pulls her 
	back by her hair, shoves the gun to her head.  She's going to shoot 
	anyway.

				LAFONTAINE 
		Lois, don't!

	Lois has the look of a child who hates to be told she can't do 
	something.  Johnson looks at Carter.  She offers the best I'm sorry she 
	can muster with her eyes.

				CARTER 
		Put the gun down.

				LOIS 
		After you're dead.  I promise.

	 Carter tightens his grip around Lafontaine's throat.

				CARTER 
		Okay, look, we're gonna make a trade.  
		You cross the street, leave her on the 
		sidewalk.  I will leave him on this 
		side.  Then we trade places.  You get 
		him, I get her.  Get the picture, 
		Lois?

				LAFONTAINE
			(to Lois)
		Do it!

	EXT. DOWNEY BLVD-- NIGHT

	Lois leads Johnson across the street.  Gun to her side. When she gets 
	to the sidewalk, she turns, looks back at Carter.  He's on the opposite 
	side, holding Lafontaine.

	Lois starts back across the street.  Dodging traffic. And Carter does 
	the same, detonator in hand.  Carter and Lois cross toward each other.  
	HORNS HONK.  But getting hit by a car is the least of their worries.

	They stare at each other as they cross traffic.  Lois wants to kill 
	Carter.  She's got that look.  Johnson and Lafontaine wait on opposite 
	sides.  Then as Carter and Lois are almost opposite each other --

				LAFONTAINE 
		Kill him!

	Lafontaine starts running.  Carter moves.

	Lois starts shooting.  Hitting cars, smashing windshields.  Cars careen 
	into each other.  Carter jumps over one, almost hit by another.

	Lois is in the middle of the street, firing at Carter.

	Another windshield hit.  Car swerving.  Carter falls, the detonator 
	skidding away.  Across the lane.

	Carter is in direct line of fire.  And she takes aim as a TRUCK RUNS 
	OVER THE DETONATOR.

	AN EXPLOSION roars in the parking lot. The Jaguar and SIX OTHER CARS go 
	up in a ball of fire. Lois is knocked into the street.

	The diner windows ALL BLOW OUT AT ONCE.

	Carter SEES Lafontaine running for a car stopped on the street.  
	Lafontaine pulls open the door, grabs the driver.  Then Lafontaine 
	looks up and SEES --

	Carter APPEARING THROUGH THE SMOKE.  Running toward him.

	Lafontaine drops the driver, swings at Carter, but Carter tackles  him, 
	slamming him into the car.  Lafontaine tries to throw a punch.  But 
	Carter spins him around and shoves him into the car window, head first.  
	Window shattering.

	Lafontaine is out.  Carter pulls him out of the car. Lafontaine slumps.  
	Carter kneels next to him, pulling out his identification.

				CARTER 
		Los Angeles Police.  You are under 
		arrest.  Anything you say may be used 
		to put your ass in jail, you piece of 
		shit.

	Carter sits down next to Lafontaine.  He's tired and hurting.

	Johnson runs up, gun in hand.

				JOHNSON 
		You okay?

	Johnson kneels down next to him.  Her short skirt hikes up her legs.  
	Carter looks at one of her thighs.

				CARTER 
		Not anymore.

				JOHNSON 
		Where'd you get it? 

	Carter looks at Johnson and points to his heart. She suddenly looks 
	pissed.

				JOHNSON (cont'd)
		Oh, give it up!

	CUT TO:

	INT. CHINESE CONSULATE RESIDENCE -- MORNING

	A large entrance to the Ambassador's Residence.  Han is waiting by the 
	door, briefcase in hand, as Soon Young sweeps down the grand stairway, 
	backpack over one shoulder, lunch bag in hand.  She stops at the bottom 
	of the stairs.

				SOON YOUNG 
		I forgot --
			(races back upstairs)
		-- something.

	Han starts to protest, but... what's the use?  He looks at his watch.  
	Then up at Chi-Ying as she comes down the stairs.

				HAN 
		Will somebody please tell our daughter 
		that I am the Ambassador?

	Chi-Ying just shrugs.  Nothing can be done about it.

	EXT. CHINESE CONSULATE RESIDENCE, LOS ANGELES -- DAY

	ESTABLISHING.  FLAG of PEOPLES REPUBLIC OF CHINA hanging from a 
	standard.  A MERCEDES waiting in front.  DRIVER and BODY GUARD with the 
	car.

	Han and Soon Young finally appear.  Heading for the car. Soon Young 
	gets into the back seat.  And just as Han is about to get in next to 
	her, Chi-Ying comes out after him.

				CHI-YING 
		Telephone.  China.

	The Ambassador holds up his hands in exasperation. What's a guy to do?  
	He turns to the driver.

				HAN 
		Drop her off, then come back.
			(to Body Guard)
		Go with them.
			(to Soon Young)
		I love you.

	Han kisses Soon Young on the cheek, then gets out of the car and rushes 
	back into the house.  Chi-Ying waves to Soon Young as the car pulls out 
	of the driveway.

	INT. CHINESE CONSULATE RESIDENCE -- MORNING

	Han puts down his briefcase, picks up the phone.

				HAN 
			(into phone; in Chinese)
		This is Han... 
			(in English)
		Hello? Hello?

	Nothing. Han replaces the phone with a troubled expression.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. STREETS OF BEVERLY HILLS -- MORNING

	The MERCEDES makes its way down tree-lined streets. Houses, cars, very 
	few people -- this is a very affluent neighborhood.

	It turns onto a bridge leading down into the Beverly Hills FLATS.  A 
	WELCOME TO THE CITY OF BEVERLY HILLS sign flashes past.

	INT. MERCEDES/REAR SEAT -- CONTINUOUS

	Soon Young leans forward and inserts a CD into the deck. As the music 
	comes on she flips the dial to maximum -- total chaos.  The sounds of 
	R&B/HIP HOP fill the car.

	FRONT SEAT

	The Bodyguard and driver look at one another -- what is that racket?  
	The bodyguard turns around and reaches through the partition lowering 
	the volume.

	Soon Young turns the music back up.  The bodyguard reaches through and 
	turns it down again.

	She leans forward, pushing the bodyguard away and turns the music back 
	up.  A staring contest.  She slams the privacy glass shut in his face.  
	The bodyguard shakes his head turns back around.

	EXT. BEVERLY HILLS FLATS -- CONTINUOUS

	The Mercedes turns onto Wilshire Boulevard where cars are backed up at 
	least two blocks.  Farther ahead, a PIGGY BACK OIL TRUCK has jack 
	knifed and turned over, blocking traffic in both directions. Cops mill 
	around trying to create order out of chaos.

	INT. MERCEDES/FRONT SEAT -- CONTINUOUS

	The driver checks the rearview:  Too late, more cars stacking behind 
	him.  Up ahead an ASIAN traffic cop diverts cars onto Dayton Way.  The 
	driver nudges the bodyguard, points at the wreck.

				DRIVER
			(in Mandarin)
		LA drivers.

	The car inches onto Dayton Way.

	A SECOND TRAFFIC COP directs them onto Rodeo.  As the Mercedes pulls 
	alongside him, the bodyguard notices he's Asian too.

	EXT. RODEO DRIVE -- CONTINUOUS

	A DELIVERY VAN waits as the Mercedes stops at the corner. The passenger 
	door opens and an Asian MAN slides out, traffic cop uniform, white 
	gloves, glasses, hat pulled low.

	INT. REAR SEAT -- CONTINUOUS

	Soon Young barely pays attention as she watches the cop knock on the 
	bodyguard's window.

	EXT. MERCEDES -- CONTINUOUS

	The bodyguard cautiously lowers the glass.

				BODYGUARD
		Yes, officer?

	The Cop leans in as if to speak,

	BOOM!

	Blows him away.  The bodyguard slumps forward.  BOOM! The driver gets 
	it. We see now the cop is SANG.

	IN THE REAR

	Soon Young is shocked but she thinks fast, scoots across the seat as 
	Sang jerks the door open.  She flies out the other door, he manages to 
	get a handful of backpack, she quickly wriggles free, slams the door 
	shut behind her and starts running.

	EXT. MERCEDES/STREET

	She turns around, sees Sang making his way OVER the car. She runs 
	through traffic towards a shopping structure, 2 Rodeo Dr.

	Sang curses when he sees he can't reach her and heads back to the van.

	EXT. STREET/2 RODEO DRIVE -- CONTINUOUS

	Soon Young runs around the corner breathing hard.  She hugs the edge of 
	the building.  Peeks back around.  Sees a van making a sharp U-turn, 
	headed her way.  She starts across the cobblestones.  BEHIND HER, a 
	MOTORCYCLE pulls out.  She's in the middle of the street.

	VAROOM!

	The biker scoops her up under his left arm, pulls onto Rodeo.

	THE DELIVERY VAN

	Screeches up.

	ON SANG

	He jumps out and opens the back of the van. Soon Young takes a SWING AT 
	HIM. Sang grabs her arm easily and then viciously PUNCHES HER, sending 
	her flying back into the van.

	Sang slams the doors.  Trots to the front.  They pull out.

	LITTLE SANTA MONICA --

	the van and motorcycle head off in separate directions.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. CHINESE CONSULATE COMPOUND -- DAY

	UNMARKED CARS roar down the road, racing up to the residence. TWO CARS 
	stay on the street outside.

	SEVERAL MEN IN SUITS get out, head for the residence. Some lugging 
	equipment.  In the lead is AGENT IN CHARGE, WARREN RUSS.  The door 
	opens, they enter.

	INT. AMBASSADOR'S RESIDENCE - DAY

	Ambassador Han greets them.  He has obviously been through great 
	strain, but maintains his composure.

				RUSS 
		Ambassador, I'm Warren Russ, FBI Agent 
		in Charge.  This is Agent Whitney.

	DAN WHITNEY, thirty-eight, ex-football type, solid American, shakes 
	hands with the Ambassador.

				RUSS (cont'd)
		I know this is a difficult time but...

				HAN 
			(interrupting)
		You can set up in my office.

	INT. OFFICE -- DAY

	Office off the main entrance.  Elegantly furnished. Chinese Flag.  
	Political photographs.  The FBI is already setting up equipment.  
	Tapping phone lines.

	Han watches them for a moment as his personal life is pushed aside and 
	the Feds take over.  Then he approaches Russ.

				HAN 
		I would like one of my people to help.

				RUSS 
		Ambassador, let me assure you that the 
		FBI has made this a top priority. We 
		have plenty of manpower on the case.

				HAN 
		He is very good.

				RUSS 
		As I said, sir, we've got all the 
		people we need.

	 Russ turns away.

				HAN 
		I am not an American, Mr. Russ.  My 
		daughter is not an American.

				RUSS
		I understand, sir. But you are an 
		honored guest of the United States...

				HAN 
			(interrupting)
		He is already on the plane.  I hope 
		you will treat him with the same 
		respect you have shown me.

	Russ stares at Han, not sure how to handle this situation.  Mr. Han 
	bows and exits.  Leaving Russ at a loss.  Whitney comes up behind him.

				WHITNEY 
		What was that all about?

				RUSS 
		He wants his own man.

				WHITNEY
		What?!

	CUT TO:

	EXT. LAPD-DAY

	The entrance is UNDERGROUND and very busy. Carter and Johnson pull up 
	in the sedan.

	INT. DETECTIVE DIVISION ROOM - L.A.P.D. -- DAY

	Overloaded DETECTIVES at desks.  Trying to solve too many crimes in a 
	city with too many bad people.  Din of PHONES, KEYBOARDS, VOICES.

	A pissed off Johnson enters in front of Carter.

				CARTER
		You're killin' me here.

				JOHNSON 
		Carter, just because you saved my 
		butt, doesn't mean it's yours.

				CARTER 
		Oh, baby, you cruel...

	Johnson enters a small office right across from Carter's desk where he 
	now plops down.

	TWO DETECTIVES walk up.

				FIRST DETECTIVE 
		Heard about what happened over there 
		at the diner.  Nice work.

				SECOND DETECTIVE 
			(laughing)
		Not everybody gets to blow up a city 
		block.

				FIRST DETECTIVE 
		Don't worry about it.  Nobody liked 
		the food there anyway.

				SECOND DETECTIVE 
		Probably give you a medal.  For urban 
		renewal.

	 Both Detectives slap hands and laugh.

				CARTER 
		That's good. What did you two do? Work 
		that up in the men's room while you 
		were playing with each other?

	The cops stop laughing. They walk away when Carter's phone rings.

				CARTER
		 Carter... Yeah... uh-huh...now?  Okay.

	 He hangs up and looks at Johnson in her office.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		Captain wants to see me.

				JOHNSON 
			(melting)
		Last night's as much my fault as 
		yours.  If he's gonna put the blame on 
		anybody --

				CARTER 
		Hey, I was senior. It's OK. This is 
		why I get the big bucks.

	Carter gets up and crosses toward the CAPTAIN'S OFFICE in the corner of 
	the room.  A brave man facing the Lion's den.  Even Johnson can't help 
	but admire his courage.

	INT. CAPT. DIEL'S OFFICE -- DAY

	WILLIAM DIEL is behind his desk.  Diel is fifty, professional, doesn't 
	smile a lot.  He's not smiling now. Carter enters.

				DIEL 
		I don't know what went wrong last 
		night, but this department could've 
		lost one detective and our only 
		explosives expert.

				CARTER 
		Sir, I can explain.

				DIEL 
		What you did was dangerous and 
		completely outside policy.

				CARTER 
		I know, but --

				DIEL 
		That's probably the only reason 
		Johnson's still alive.

	 This takes Carter a little by surprise.

				DIEL 
		Good job.

				CARTER 
		Hey, sir, it was a pleasure to 
		preserve Johnson's ass. 
			(pause)
		Well...you know what I mean. 

				DIEL 
		I got a call from the F.B.I.  The 
		daughter of the Chinese Ambassador has 
		been kidnapped and they asked for 
		help. You're it.

	 Carter straightens his posture a bit.

				CARTER 
		Feds asked for me?

				DIEL 
		They asked for the best street man I 
		had.

	 Carter tries to be humble, but... damn, that's hard.

				CARTER 
		And that, of course, would be me.

				DIEL 
		Don't push it. You better watch your 
		ass with these Fed types. If there's a 
		screw-up, they won't think twice about 
		burnin' it.

	INT. DETECTIVE DIVISION ROOM -- CONTINUOUS

	Carter exits Diel's office, crosses back through the desks to his own.  
	A lot of eyes on him.

	Johnson comes out of her office.

				JOHNSON 
		What happened?

	 Carter just packs up his stuff.

				JOHNSON 
		Did he fire you?  He can't fire you!

	 Carter puts a hand on her shoulder.

				CARTER 
		Hey, baby, it's cool.  Captain just 
		reassigned me to the Feds.  

				JOHNSON 
		The Feds?!

				CARTER 
		FBI needs a taste of the street. 
		And I'm it.

	 Carter returns to packing up his stuff.

				CARTER 
		Way he put it, I was the only one he 
		thought could handle it. But you know 
		what the worst thing is? 

				JOHNSON
			(caught up in it)
		No...what?

				CARTER
		I could get promoted right out of 
		here.

				JOHNSON
		What's wrong with that?

				CARTER
		I wouldn't be close to you. 
			(sniffing)
		What is that perfume, girl?

	 Johnson comes back to reality.

				JOHNSON 
		No matter how many times you go 
		undercover, you still come out an 
		asshole. 

	CUT TO:

	EXT. STREET -- DAY

	Unmarked car pulls up in front of the Chinese Consulate. Carter sticks 
	his badge out the window to FBI Agents. Carter is wearing shades.  
	Playing it cool.

				CARTER 
		Detective James Carter.  L.A.P.Deee.

	One of the Agents relays the information via his radio. Then they open 
	the gates.  Carter drives in.

	INT. CHINESE CONSULATE RESIDENCE -- DAY

	Carter enters.  The place is under FBI control.  But everything's gonna 
	be okay now.  Carter's here.  Carter is the only one not in a dark 
	suit.

	Interviews of all staff being conducted in one room - we get a glimpse 
	as a door opens and an AGENT with an EAR PLUG exits.  Carter gives the 
	Agent a knowing nod.

				CARTER 
			(re: ear plug)
		Oh yeah, gotta get me one a those.

	Sees ANOTHER FBI AGENT with a high-powered rifle move past.

				CARTER
		 Ooo, there's a chill.  Love that.

				WHITNEY 
		Carter.

	Carter sees Whitney motioning him into the office.

	INT. HAN'S OFFICE -- DAY

	Carter enters.  Lots of activity.  All electronic equipment is up and 
	running.  AGENTS are testing the PHONE TAPE.

	Russ is on the phone as Carter walks up.

				RUSS 
			(into phone)
		...yes, sir, I understand. I'll do my 
		best...but there is a question of 
		authority, sir... yes, sir, okay.

	Russ hangs up.  Turns to Carter.  Carter nods.  Confident that Russ 
	knows he's the man for the job.

				RUSS 
		Carter.  I'm Russ.  Agent in charge.

	Carter eyes him.  The suit, the hair, the shine on the shoes.  Russ 
	holds out his hand.  They shake.

				CARTER 
		Any demands yet?

				RUSS 
		At this point we don't have much.  

				CARTER 
		How much they want?

				RUSS 
			(ignoring him)
		You come highly recommended, Carter.  
		And your particular assignment 
		requires a special talent.

				CARTER 
		Interrogation is one a my specialties, 
		but undercover work is my forte.

	Everything about Carter changes; posture, language, attitude, as he 
	morphs into a gang drug supplier.

				CARTER 
		Yo, bro, y'cruisin' fo da go-dee on da 
		hi, u be comin' to da ri-man, say 
		what.  [or something to this effect]

	Russ stares at Carter for a moment.  Carter quickly changes back to 
	himself.

				CARTER 
		Never knew I was a man in blue.

	 EXT. CHINESE CONSULATE RESIDENCE -- DAY

	 Russ and Carter exit.

				RUSS 
		... the director considers this top 
		priority, considering he is a Chinese 
		National and here under difficult 
		circumstances.  His name is Lee.  And 
		he is to be shown every courtesy. 
		Within reason.

				CARTER 
		Sir, he's just gonna get in my way.  
		If I'm gonna handle this situation...

				RUSS 
			(interrupting)
		He is the situation.

	 Carter stops walking.

				CARTER 
		I'm talking about the girl.

				RUSS 
		Don't worry about the kidnapping, 
		Carter, the F.B.I. will handle that.  
		Your assignment is Lee.

	 Carter hesitates a moment, trying to sort this thing out.  

				CARTER
		What kind of assignment is that?

				RUSS
		Bottom line: I don't want some Chung 
		King Cop getting his head blown off 
		and turning this operation into a 
		international incident. 

				CARTER 
			(getting hot)
		Why don't you assign one of your own 
		men to this?

				RUSS 
		Because with your special talents, I'm 
		sure you'll do a better job. 

				CARTER
		What the hell am I supposed to do with 
		him? Take him to the zoo?

				RUSS
		Just make him think you're following 
		leads.  Interview some suspects, look 
		at fingerprints, do detective shit.  I 
		don't care.  I just don't want to see 
		him- or you, for that matter- until 
		this is resolved.
			(hands Carter a file)
		Now, we want to make a good 
		impression, don't we?  His plane lands 
		in an hour. Don't be late. 

	End of conversation.  Russ returns to the house.  Carter sizzles.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. LOS ANGELES INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT -- DAY

	Carter's unmarked car pulls into one of the POLICE ZONES.

	INT. CARTERS UNMARKED CAR - PARKED -- CONTINUOUS

	Carter looks at his watch.  His mobile phone rings.

				CARTER 
		Yeah.

	 INTERCUT WITH JOHNSON 

	 She's at her desk.

				JOHNSON 
		So how'd it go?

	 Carter perks up when he hears Johnson's voice.

				CARTER 
		How'd what go?

				JOHNSON 
		With the FBI. What do you think I'm 
		talking about?

	 Carter puts on some exuberance.

				CARTER 
		Oh, you're not gonna believe what they 
		put me in charge of.  They sent for 
		the Ambassador's personal Chinese 
		Investigator type.  He is like the 
		baddest Asian shield they got.  And I, 
		let me repeat that, I am the man who 
		is on the case with him.  Just the two 
		of us, alone, workin' the whole deal 
		as a team.

				JOHNSON 
		They put you in charge?

				CARTER 
		In Charge.  Just me'n him.  No 
		interference.  They don't even want to 
		hear from us until we're done.  I love 
		the F.B.I.  I love the F.B.I.

				JOHNSON 
		Well...listen, if you need any help, 
		you know, back up, call me, OK? 

				CARTER
		Oh baby, don't worry, I'll call you. 
		You can count on it.

				JOHNSON
		OK. Well...make us proud.  And be 
		careful.

	That takes a little of the wind out of Carter's sails. We can see it in 
	his face, but he tries his best not to let her hear it over the phone.

				CARTER 
		Yeah, thanks.

	 He hangs up and mutters to himself.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		Yeah, gotta be careful.  Might get run 
		over by a Sky Cap.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. LAX -- AFTERNOON

	The CHINESE AIRLINES JET lands.

	INT. LAX TERMINAL -- AFTERNOON

	Carter is waiting at the GATE, the only one who could bypass Customs.  
	He's watching a parade of ASIAN PASSENGERS deplane, heading for 
	Customs.

				CARTER 
		Mr. Lee.  Is there a Mr. Lee on the 
		plane?
			(no response)
		Does anybody know Mr. Lee?
			(no response)
		Mr. Lee from China.

	Carter is losing his patience.  Passengers continue to deplane.  But 
	their ranks are thinning.

				CARTER 
		Mr. Lee.

	Finally the last of the last.  An ELDERLY ASIAN MAN AND WOMAN.

				CARTER 
		Mr. and Mrs. Lee?

	 They look at him, smile, but continue past.

				CARTER 
		I don't believe this!  First I get 
		stuck with this --

	LEE moves down the ramp and stops as he HEARS CARTER'S VOICE --

				CARTER'S VOICE 
		-- lame ass assignment, now the 
		sonuvabitch doesn't even show up.  
		This is bullshit!  Ain't my fault if 
		this limpdick can't make his plane.

	Carter is about to leave when Lee exits the ramp. Looking at Carter.  
	And Carter looks at him.

				CARTER 
		Mr. Lee?

	 Lee smiles and bows politely.

				CARTER 
		You got bags?

	No response from Lee. Carter assumes he can't speak English.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		Oh shit, you gotta be kiddin'.

	 Carter holds out his FBI IDENTIFICATION.

				CARTER 
		You speaky Eng-lish?

	 Lee looks at Carter for a moment, then smiles and nods.

				CARTER 
		Yeah, right, sure, uh-huh.

	CUT TO:

	INT. CAR -- AFTERNOON

	Unmarked FBI sedan.  Carter drives.  Lee is looking out the window.  
	This is his first time to America.  And despite the reason, he can't 
	help but look.

				CARTER 
		First thing I gotta do is check you 
		in.  So we have to go to L.A.P.D. H.Q.
			(checking Lee )
		You understand what I'm saying?

	 A beat, then Lee says:

				LEE
			(slowly)
		You talk very fast.

				CARTER 
		Okay, I'll slow down.
			(just as fast)
		So we go downtown and we ask you a few 
		questions... you know, like what's 
		your name?  How old are you?  You ever 
		expose yourself in public...shit like 
		that.

	Carter waits to see if he's getting through.  Lee just nods.  Carter is 
	convinced he's just talking to himself.

				CARTER 
		Yeah, good, we also will ask if you 
		have ever worn pink frilly 
		underwear...and what the hell is the 
		attraction of Karaoke to Asian 
		Peoples?

	Lee nods as if he understands everything.  Carter sighs. It's gonna be 
	a long assignment.  Lee points to the RADIO.

				CARTER 
		You want the radio?  RAY-DEE-OHHH.

	 Lee nods.

				CARTER 
		Why not? Beats talking shit to myself.

	Lee smiles, nods.  Carter turns on the radio.  A BEACH BOYS SONG comes 
	on.

				CARTER 
		Oh no...

	 Carter reaches for the radio, but Lee holds out his hand.

				LEE 
		Beach Boy.

				CARTER 
		You're shittin' me.  You know the 
		Beach Boys?!

				LEE 
		Beach Boy America.
			(starts singing)
		Help me Rhonda, help me get her out of 
		my --

	 Carter listens to Lee sing along for a moment, then --

				CARTER
		Beach Boy America my ass.  You don't 
		look like a Beach Boy, you don't sound 
		like a Beach Boy.  And your singin' 
		ability is only gonna make me do 
		something that I could get the death 
		penalty for.  You want America, here's 
		America.

	Carter changes the station.  RAP MUSIC.  Carter drums along with the 
	bass line.  Moving his body to the beat, to make sure he shows the 
	effect of the rhythm.

				CARTER 
		Tell me you can do this to the Beach 
		Boys.

	Lee listens, trying hard to get it. He doesn't. He pushes the other 
	button back to HELP ME RHONDA.

				LEE 
			(smiles)
		Help me Rhonda.

				CARTER 
			(incensed)
		Let me give you a piece of advice: 
		never touch another man's radio. You 
		do it again, nobody, not Rhonda, not 
		Yolanda, gonna save your ass.

	 Carter pushes the button back to Rap.

				CARTER 
		That is America, got it?  That is 
		America.

	CUT TO:

	INT. CHINESE CONSULATE - HAN'S OFFICE -- DAY

	Han is reviewing PHOTOGRAPHS with Whitney and Russ.

				RUSS 
		-- operating out of San Francisco, has 
		been associated with one of the 
		Triads.  This group was identified as 
		having entered the United States two 
		months ago --

	The PHONE RINGS.  Attention turns to the desk.  Russ stands.

				RUSS 
		This could be it.
			(to Han)
		Remember: try and keep him on the 
		phone as long as you can.  Ask to 
		speak with your daughter.  Ask how she 
		is... anything.

	They cross to the desk.  Han hesitates.  Nervous.  FOURTH RING.  He 
	picks up the phone.

				HAN 
		Hello.

				MAN'S VOICE 
		Han?

				HAN 
		Yes.

				MAN'S VOICE 
		It's Griffin.

				HAN 
		Griffin?  Where are you.

	Han turns to Russ.  Russ mouths ≥Do you know him?≤ Han nods.

				GRIFFIN 
		Still in Hong Kong. But I'm afraid 
		this is not a social call.  I have 
		just learned some disturbing 
		information.  There is going to be an 
		attempt to kidnap you or a member of 
		your family.  I don't know when.  And 
		I'm not sure by whom.  But I trust my 
		sources.  You should contact the 
		F.B.I. immediately.  They'll know what 
		to do.

				HAN 
		I am afraid your source was very good. 
		They have Soon-Young.

				GRIFFIN 
		Oh God, no. I'm so sorry, my friend.

	 Russ picks up the phone.

				RUSS 
		This is Special Agent Russ, Federal 
		Bureau of Investigation.  Would you 
		please identify yourself?

	INT. HONG KONG APARTMENT - BEDROOM -- NIGHT

	Overlooking downtown Hong Kong.  Griffin is next to the window, phone 
	in hand, looking out at the lights of the city.

				GRIFFIN 
		Yes, of course.  My name is Thomas Ian 
		Griffin, former commander of British 
		Hong Kong police.  The Ambassador and 
		I are old and close friends.  He will 
		confirm this.  But the information I 
		have just relayed to you is sensitive.  
		I'm sure you understand that I cannot 
		provide details over a telephone.  But 
		in lieu of Soon Young's...situation, 
		I'll be on the next flight to Los 
		Angeles.

	CUT TO:

	INT. L.A.P.D. BUILDING -- AFTERNOON

	Carter leads Lee toward the FRONT DESK.  Holds up ID and motions to 
	Lee.

				CARTER 
		He's with me.

	Lee looks at the OFFICER, offering a short bow and a polite smile.  The 
	Officer isn't used to such polite behavior.  Can't help a smile back.

	Carter sees the exchange.  Makes him wanna puke.  He leads Lee to the 
	ELEVATOR.  They get in.

	INT. ELEVATOR -- AFTERNOON

	Carter and Lee enter.  Doors close.  They're alone.

				CARTER 
		You carry a gun?

	Lee looks at Carter as if questioning.  Carter has no patience.

				CARTER 
		A gun, a gun!

	Carter reaches for his weapon, but suddenly Lee's hands move with 
	lightening speed - and Carter is suddenly staring at HIS OWN GUN IN 
	LEE'S HANDS.

				CARTER 
		What're you doing?!  I wasn't gonna 
		shoot you!  I was trying to explain -- 
		ah shit, give me the god damn gun.

	Lee hesitates, then smiles and gives the gun back. Carter fumes.  Holds 
	up his gun.

				CARTER 
		You have one of these?

				LEE 
		No.

				CARTER 
			(holstering the gun)
		Yeah, well you're in American now.  
		Everybody's got guns.  That tricky 
		shit with your hands is gonna get your 
		ass shot to hell.

	Lee smiles.  Carter turns away.  They ride in silence. Suddenly Carter 
	goes for his gun again.

	And Lee's hands fly into action.  And once again -- Carter is staring 
	at HIS OWN GUN IN LEE'S HANDS.  Now Carter is really pissed.  But Lee 
	smiles and hands the gun back.

	Carter forces a smile.  Takes the gun.

				CARTER 
		You try that shit on me one more time, 
		I'll kick your ass.  You understand 
		that?  You know what kick your ass 
		means?

	 Lee smiles, nods.

				CARTER 
		I'll bet you do.

	The ELEVATOR STOPS.  Doors open.  Carter motions politely for Lee to 
	exit first and which direction to go.

	INT. HALLWAY -- AFTERNOON

	Lee exits.  Carter comes out behind him.  Takes a couple of steps.  
	Passing OTHER DETECTIVES getting onto the elevators.  Carter follows 
	Lee, a step behind.  Then he goes for his gun again.

	Lee, as if he has eyes in the back of his head, spins, kicks.

	And Carter is on his back, staring at the ceiling. Looking at his gun 
	in Lee's hands.  Lee holds out his hand to help Carter up.  Suddenly we 
	HEAR --

				MAN'S VOICE 
		Put the gun down now!

	Carter and Lee turn.  A DETECTIVE has his gun leveled at Lee from ten 
	feet away - obviously mistaking the situation.

				THE DETECTIVE 
		Put it down!

				CARTER 
		It's alright.  He's with me.

				THE DETECTIVE 
		With you?  He's pointing a goddamn gun 
		at you.  You call that with you?

	 And now it's Lee's turn to speak - in perfect English.

				LEE 
		He was just showing me how to take a 
		gun away from a suspect.

	Carter looks at Lee in disbelief.  Lee flips the gun around and hands 
	it back to Carter, butt first.  Carter takes the gun, anger building.  
	Then Lee grabs Carter by the hand and pulls him off the floor.

				THE DETECTIVE 
		You must be a helluva teacher.

				LEE 
		Oh yes, he's very good.

				THE DETECTIVE 
			(to Carter)
		Just don't do that shit in the 
		hallway. I could've killed him.

				CARTER 
		Oh yeah, maybe next time you will.

	Lee smiles at the Detective and bows as they move past. The Detective 
	can't help but return the smile.  Carter is pissed.

	INT. MEN'S ROOM -- CONTINUOUS

	Carter bursts into the men's room. Lee follows him in.

				CARTER 
		You speak English!

				LEE 
		A little.

				CARTER 
		Bullshit a little.  You lied to me.

				LEE 
		I didn't say I didn't.  You assumed I 
		didn't.

				CARTER 
		It's the same thing!

				LEE
		 I am not responsible for your 
		assumptions.

				CARTER 
		You're full of shit.  Do you 
		understand what I'm saying to you?  
		Full of shit? 

				LEE 
		Not being able to speak is not the 
		same as not speaking.  You seemed as 
		if you liked to talk.  I like to let 
		people talk who like to talk.  It 
		makes it easier to find out how full 
		of shit they are.

				CARTER 
		Okay, fine, you're full a shit, I'm 
		full a shit.

				LEE 
			(smiles)
		We are both full of shit.

				CARTER 
		Yeah, that's right.  Now that we 
		understand each other... show me how 
		you did that.

	Carter pantomimes Lee's fast hands.  Whipping them around in a frenzy 
	of activity.  Lee just watches Carter's pathetic attempt to mimic him 
	for a moment, then:

				LEE
		You should keep your gun.

	CUT TO:

	INT. AT CARTER'S DESK -- AFTERNOON

	Carter is sitting on one side, Lee on the other.  Carter is handing him 
	a bunch of brochures and information.

				CARTER 
		... and there's a copy of our 
		insurance packages.

	Carter hands another folder to Lee.  Lee stares at the material.  But 
	it's obvious he's losing patience himself.

				LEE 
		I am afraid I don't understand the 
		importance of this information.

				CARTER 
		Look, you want to work in this 
		country, you gotta know this crap.  
		Okay?  We're gonna be in some deep 
		shit here.  Working the danger zone.  
		And you need insurance.  Cause, you 
		know, you might be starting some riots 
		and shit.

	But Carter sees Johnson coming toward him.  And he quickly puts on the 
	positive.

				CARTER 
		So, my plan is, we hit the scene, walk 
		it --

	Lee doesn't know what the hell Carter is talking about. Johnson glances 
	at Lee, then Carter.

				CARTER 
		-- and get the feel for how it went 
		down.  Then hit the witnesses --

	Carter sees Johnson, smiles, waves.  Lee turns to look, but Carter goes 
	quickly back to talking, as if what he has to say is too important to 
	interrupt.

				CARTER 
		-- see who remembers what and how the 
		action went down.

	Johnson watches for a moment, then she moves past. Realizing the 
	conversation is too important to interrupt. But she smiles at Lee.

				CARTER 
		Because we gotta dig up the --

	 And Lee smiles at Johnson.

				CARTER 
		-- what the hell is that?

				LEE 
		What?

				CARTER 
		That silly-ass look on your face.

				LEE 
		I was being polite.

				CARTER 
		Well don't do that.  Polite don't work 
		here.  You do that polite shit here in 
		America, they'll sue your ass for 
		harassment.

	Lee just stares at Carter.  America, according to Carter, is not what 
	he expected.  But now that Johnson is safely past:

				CARTER 
		Where were we?

				LEE 
		Witnesses.

				CARTER 
		Wait. You hungry?  You gotta be 
		hungry, you just flew in from China.  
		And what'd they feed you, Chinese 
		food, right?  Then you gotta be 
		hungry.  Hell, it doesn't matter, I'm 
		hungry.  We'll get some food on the 
		way to the Consulate.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. GRAUMAN'S CHINESE THEATRE -- AFTERNOON

	A HOT DOG STAND out in front.  Carter is handed TWO HOT DOGS by the 
	COOK.  Gives one to Lee.

				CARTER 
		It's not really dog.  Just called a 
		dog.  Not like in Vietnam where if 
		they made one a these it'd be dog.  
		It's just made from... well, I'm not 
		sure what, but there ain't no dog in 
		it.  

	They move down the street and Carter gestures to the wild quasi-Chinese 
	architecture of the old Grauman Theatre.

				CARTER 
		Just like home, huh?  I never been to 
		China, but...
			(looks at Lee)
		... I guess this must be pretty much 
		it, huh?  Dragons and shit.

	 Lee just stares at the garish design.  He is not happy.

				LEE 
		I thought you were taking me to the 
		consulate. 

				CARTER 
		Oh yeah, but this is on the way.  And 
		you gotta see John Wayne's footprints.    
		Everybody does. It's almost like a 
		law. You can't believe how small his 
		feet were for a dude that big. Tiny 
		god damn feet!

	Carter leads Lee to the foot prints in cement.

	But a BUS LOAD OF ASIAN TOURISTS starts to move in, swirling around.  
	Carter looks at the foot prints for a beat, really getting tired of 
	this job.  Then he turns to Lee and... is CONFRONTED BY THE BUS LOAD OF 
	ASIANS.  Lee is no where to be seen.

				CARTER 
		Lee?
			(no Lee)
		Lee!

	A COUPLE of the ASIAN TOURISTS turn to him.  Carter starts searching 
	through the tourists.  Trying to pick him out.

	Lee moves quickly through the Asians, smiling and commenting on the 
	concrete memorials, just like he's a tourist.  And Carter can't pick 
	him out.

				CARTER 
		Lee!

	Carter suddenly sees him.  His back to us.  Grabs him from behind and 
	spins him around.

				CARTER 
		Hey, I was callin' --

	 Then he realizes it's not Lee.

				CARTER 
		Shit!  Where'd he go?!  LEE!

	As Carter turns and confronts more ASIAN FACES, we SEE LEE slip past 
	him in the b.g.

				CARTER 
		This ain't funny, man.  I know you're 
		in there!

	Carter turns, SEES ANOTHER BUS LOAD OF ASIAN PEOPLE unloading.

				CARTER 
		Oh no, man, no!

	Carter pushes through the tourists.  And finally SEES Lee across the 
	street, hailing a cab.  Carter can't believe it.

				CARTER 
		Hey!  What're you doin'?!

	Lee turns, sees Carter.  The cab is still too far away to get into.  So 
	Lee goes running after it.

				CARTER 
		Hey!  Hey!

	Carter takes off after him.

	EXT. HOLLYWOOD BLVD -- AFTERNOON

	Lee darts right across traffic - gymnastically moving through the flow 
	of traffic.  HORNS HONK.  A car skids to a stop, almost hitting him, 
	but Lee vaults over it.

	Carter sees the maneuver, can't believe it.  Continues after him, 
	trying not to get flattened.

				CARTER 
		Come back here!

	Lee grabs onto the back of a MOVING BUS, climbs up on top.

	FROM ATOP THE BUS

	Lee looks back at Carter.  Carter is pouring on the speed, catching up 
	to the bus.  He's going to catch Lee. Lee looks off the side at ANOTHER 
	BUS COMING THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION.

	CARTER

	lunges at the bus, grabbing hold.

				CARTER 
		Don't do this!  You're gonna get hurt!  
		We're going to the Consulate, right 
		now, I swear --

	Carter climbs up just in time to see --

	LEE

	-- leap from the bus to the OTHER BUS moving in the opposite direction.  
	He lands hard, grabbing hold.

	CARTER

	He watches in disbelief as Lee is now moving down the street in the 
	opposite direction.  Carter starts back down the bus as fast as he can, 
	jumping the last four feet, right into the path of a CAR, which swerves 
	to avoid hitting him, into the path of ANOTHER CAR.  HORNS HONK.  CARS 
	SWERVE.

	Carter runs down Hollywood Blvd. toward La Brea as we SEE --

	LEE

	-- JUMP ONTO THE TOP OF A MOVING VAN which is next to the Bus.  Then 
	jumps from the VAN to a GARBAGE TRUCK just making the turn down La 
	Brea.  Disappearing around the corner.

	EXT. STREET - HOLLYWOOD AND LA BREA-- AFTERNOON

	Carter reaches the corner in time to watch the Garbage Truck heading 
	toward Sunset Blvd.  But he can't give up. What would he tell Russ?  He 
	lost his assignment?

	He starts running after the Garbage Truck.  And as Carter runs past 
	CAMERA CRANES ACROSS TO ANOTHER DELIVERY TRUCK moving the opposite 
	direction.

	And ON TOP OF THE DELIVERY TRUCK is Lee, staying low, watching Carter 
	run his poor tired ass off in the wrong direction.

	Lee looks around quickly.  A YELLOW CAB is moving down the cross 
	street.

	INT. YELLOW CAB -- AFTERNOON

	The DRIVER is cruising when a MAN seems to DROP from the sky right in 
	front of him.  The Driver slams on the brakes and skids to a stop at a 
	smiling Lee.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. CHINESE CONSULATE -- NIGHT

	The taxi pulls up in front and Lee exits.  Heads for the entrance.  TWO 
	FBI AGENTS (WILLIS and GEIGER) watching. One speaks into a HEADPHONE.

				FBI AGENT WILLIS 
			(into headset)
		We have a man in a taxi.  License 
		plate 2NRB 998. About five ten.  
		Asian.  

	INT. CHINESE CONSULATE - HAN'S OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

	Whitney gets the call.  Turns to Russ.  Coffee cups and take out food 
	spread around.

				WHITNEY 
		Got someone dropped off by a cab. 
		Asian.

	Everyone perks up.

	EXT. CHINESE CONSULATE ENTRANCE -- CONTINUOUS

	FBI Agent Geiger stops Lee.

				FBI AGENT GEIGER 
		Can I help you?

				LEE
		Help. Yes.  I must see the Ambassador.

				FBI AGENT GEIGER 
		About what?

				LEE 
		May I please see him?  It is very 
		important.

	 FBI Agent Willis walks up.

				FBI AGENT WILLIS
		Why don't you tell us why you need to 
		see the Ambassador?  We'll decide if 
		it's important.

				LEE
		It is about his daughter, Soon Young.

	 That's the magic word.  Things happen fast.

				FBI AGENT GEIGER 
		Hands on top of your head!

				FBI AGENT WILLIS 
			(into head set)
		He asked about the Ambassador's 
		daughter.

	 FBI Agent Geiger reaches for his gun.  And Lee reacts.

	 INT. CHINESE CONSULATE - HAN'S OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

				WHITNEY 
		He asked about the daughter.

				RUSS 
		Get Ćem!

	BACK TO LEE AND THE TWO AGENTS

	Both agents are on the ground looking up at Lee who is holding their 
	guns.  Wondering what happened.  And sure they are about to die.

				FBI AGENT GEIGER 
			(into head set)
		Code nine, code nine!

	The agents are frozen, fear on their faces.  It looks like Lee is going 
	to kill them.  But suddenly he throws their guns into the bushes.

				LEE 
		You just don't understand.  I was 
		invited.

	Lee moves toward the entrance and SEES SIX MORE AGENTS coming at him.  
	Lee can't believe it.  What is going on?!

				WHITNEY 
		There he is!

	Lee darts across the driveway and around the corner of the house.

	ON LEE

	He runs across a patio. Suddenly, a side door on the house opens and 
	TWO AGENTS run into his path. WITHOUT BREAKING STRIDE, he twirls and 
	takes one of them out with a kick.

	The second throws one punch, two and hits AIR. Lee chops four times and 
	the guy ends up in a hedge.

	Whitney, Geiger and Williams come around a corner.

	The agent lying on the patio points.

				PATIO AGENT 
		He went up!

	They look up at a WALL on the side of the house. Beyond it is the 
	Consulate Compound.

				AGENT WHITNEY
			(into mike)
		Secure the area!

	EXT. THE COMPOUND-NIGHT

	Lee is below the wall, in the bushes, silently making his way into the 
	large back yard area.

	He hears someone coming. He hops up onto one of the Jacaranda Trees and 
	starts climbing.

	INT. RESIDENCE -- NIGHT

	The Agents run into the house, head for the doors. Whitney runs up the 
	stairs.  Other agents behind.

	INT. AMBASSADOR'S BEDROOM -- CONTINUOUS

	The Ambassador is pacing.  Chi-Ying is sitting.  She has been crying.  
	The commotion outside finally reaches them. We HEAR MEN YELLING.  The 
	door bursts open.  Whitney enters.

				WHITNEY 
		I'm sorry, sir, we have an 
		unauthorized entry.  Please get away 
		from the windows! 

	CUT TO:

	EXT. THE ROOF-NIGHT

	Lee crawls along the steeply pitched roof looking for a way in.

	He gets to a GABLE with a WINDOW. But before he can look inside, an 
	AGENT sticks his head out the window and looks around.

	The agent turns to his left. Nothing. He turns to his right and there's 
	Lee, smiling at him. POW. Lee connects with a right and the agent 
	ACCIDENTALLY FALLS out the window.

	Lee freaks and DIVES for the guy as he slides down the roof.

	ON TWO AGENTS

	They're walking in the back yard, guns drawn. Something makes one of 
	them look up.

	AGENTS POV

	The guy from the window, still out cold, is dangling off the edge of 
	the house.

	ON LEE

	He's out of sight, still on the roof, holding the guy's collar and 
	keeping him from falling over the edge. He peaks down at the agents and 
	then lets the guy go.

	He lands on the two agents like a bomb, knocking both of them down.

	Lee jumps off the roof and starts running across the huge lawn.

	Three agents come out of the POOL HOUSE and try to cut him off.

	Lee KICKS one of them into the pool. He faces off with the other two as 
	more agents come across the yard.

	Lee swings and kicks his way around the pool. Two more AGENTS get into 
	the fray. Lee pops one into the other and pushes both of them into the 
	pool.

	Suddenly the odds are too great as more agents close in. Lee DIVES into 
	the pool and swims under water to the other end.

	He comes up in time to PUNCH two of the guys he threw in. Then he jumps 
	out of the pool.

	Six agents chase him back across the lawn. Lee runs up an outside 
	staircase at the back of the house.

	He disappears in a door just as one of the agents FIRES.

	CUT TO:

	INT. THE AMBASSADORS BEDROOM

	We HEAR the shot ring out.

				WHITNEY 
		Down stairs, sir! Now!

	Whitney shoves the Ambassador and Chi-Ying out of the bedroom.  Then he 
	charges out onto a balcony, gun drawn.

	CUT TO:

	INT. AN UPSTAIRS HALLWAY

	Lee comes down the hall, dripping wet. He moves quickly and quietly. He 
	passes a doorway and immediately RUSS comes out the door, behind Lee, 
	quietly getting ready to pounce.

	Ahead of Lee, Whitney comes out of the bedroom gun drawn.

	Suddenly, Lee takes out Russ behind him with an elbow and does his 
	quick hands routine with Whitney's pistol. Both Whitney and Russ end up 
	on their backs.

	CUT TO:

	INT. THE FOYER-DAY

	Han and His wife are surrounded by agents in the large open foyer below 
	the staircase. Suddenly, Lee drops down from the stairway above and 
	lands right in front of Han.

	SIX FBI PISTOLS all point at Lee.

				HAN 
		Lee?

				LEE 
		Sorry I'm late, sir.

	Lee bows, offers a smile of regret. Then he looks down at his feet 
	where he's now dripping water.

	Russ and Lee appear on the landing above the foyer. Han looks up and 
	sees them.

				HAN 
		Mr. Russ, I think there has been a 
		misunderstanding.

	 Both Russ and Lee are looking embarrassed.

				HAN 
		I would like you to meet, Mr. Lee.

	 Lee looks up and bows to them both. 

				LEE 
		Excuse me very much.

	Agents slowly lower their guns. Lee holds up TWO REVOLVERS.

				LEE
			(to Russ and Whitney)
		Oh yes, your guns.

	 Russ fumes.

				RUSS 
		Where the hell is --

	CUT TO:

	INT. CARTER'S SEDAN -- NIGHT

	Pulling up to the Consulate Compound.  Holding out his I.D. and passing 
	FBI AGENT WILLIS.

				FBI AGENT WILLIS 
		Good job, Detective. Real nice piece 
		Ća work. 

	Carter gives him a look.  No idea what he's talking' about. But he must 
	have done something good.

				CARTER 
		OK. Yeah. Thanks.

	INT. CHINESE CONSULATE RESIDENCE -- CONTINUOUS

	Carter enters, heads for the office when the door opens and Han and Lee 
	come out.  Carter stops, floored.

				CARTER 
		Hey!

	 Lee smiles.  Turns to the Ambassador.

				LEE 
		This is the agent I was telling you 
		about.  Mr. Carter.

	 Han looks at Carter.  But Carter just stares at Lee.

				LEE 
		I'm sure Mr. Carter was only concerned 
		with my best interests.  He did not 
		understand the importance of my 
		getting here quickly.

	Russ exits the office, staring at Carter.  Carter realizes he's in some 
	shit, unless he can do a little fast bullshitting.  Carter suddenly 
	smiles at Lee.

				CARTER 
		Sorry I'm late.  Guess the directions 
		were okay.

	 Carter looks at Lee's wet clothes.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		I see you came via Malibu.

				HAN
			(to Lee)
		Come on. Let's get you some dry 
		clothes.

				RUSS 
		Carter, can I have a moment?

				CARTER 
		Of course, sir.  All the time you 
		want.

	Carter smiles at Lee as he moves past and enters the Lion's den.  The 
	door closes.

	INT. HAN'S OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

	Russ faces off with Carter.

				RUSS 
		What do you mean you lost him?! How 
		could you lose him?!

				CARTER 
		Try a bus load of - no, make that two 
		bus loads of Chinese --

	 The PHONE RINGS.  Russ turns to the phone.

				CARTER 
		You want me to take care of this, you 
		gotta use me. 

	Russ ignores him.  Han enters, moving quickly to the desk.

				CARTER 
		You understand what I'm sayin'?

				RUSS 
		Carter, shut up!

	Lee steps into the room.  All attention on Han.  Russ nods to him.  Han 
	answers.  The ELECTRONIC SURVEILLANCE EQUIPMENT CLICKS INTO ACTION - 
	recording, tracking.  The phone conversation is in Mandarin.

				HAN 
		Hello.

				SANG'S VOICE 
		Ambassador Han.

				HAN 
		Yes.

				SANG'S VOICE 
		Even if you deny the FBI is there, I 
		will assume you are lying.

	 Han looks at Russ.  Russ hesitates, then nods.

				HAN 
		My daughter.

				SANG'S VOICE 
		She's fine.

				HAN 
		Can I speak with her?

	 INTERCUT WITH SANG - INT. 620 SOUTH MAIN

	 Sang speaks on the phone, seated at an empty table .

				SANG 
		Not yet.

	Sang looks at his watch, in no hurry.

	INT. HAN'S OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

	Whitney is watching the clock.  They need a few more moments to make 
	the trace.

				RUSS 
			(whisper)
		Keep him talking.

	 Phone conversation continues in Mandarin.

				HAN 
		How do I know she is alive?

				SANG 
		Have to take my word for it.

				HAN 
		What do you want?

				SANG 
		I want you to think for a moment... 
		what is a daughter worth?

	Whitney motions to keep talking.  They're close.  Very close to making 
	the trace.

				HAN
		 Everything.

				SANG 
		Good.  I'd hate to think less.

	 Whitney signals.  They've got the trace.

				SANG 
		But we've talked enough for now.  I'll 
		call later, after you've  had a chance 
		to think about... the mistakes you've 
		made.

	 The phone line goes dead.  Whitney holds up the paper.

				WHITNEY 
		620 South Main. Downtown.

	Russ, Whitney and Agents immediately head for the door, past Lee and 
	Carter.

	EXT. CHINESE CONSULATE -- NIGHT

	Russ, Whitney, other Agents exit, moving to cars.  Lee hurries up 
	behind Russ.

				LEE 
		Mr. Russ --

	 Russ stops, turns to Lee.

				RUSS 
		Mr. Lee, Detective Carter has been 
		assigned to help you.  He is the very 
		best at...
			(pause)
		...what he does. Excuse me.

	A car pulls up.  Russ gets in.  Car pulls away.  Followed by others.  
	Lee watches, anger building, but trying not to show it.  Carter comes 
	up behind him.

	Both of them watch the FBI cars peel out.  Then they turn and look at 
	each other.  Not exactly a match made in heaven.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. STREET -- NIGHT

	THREE UNMARKED FBI CARS pull out of the Consulate Compound.  Move 
	quickly down the street.  Carter's sedan pulls out a few moments later.

	INT. SEDAN -- NIGHT

	Carter behind the wheel.  Lee next to him.  Both are quiet for a 
	moment, then --

				CARTER 
		You're a regular god damn acrobat, 
		aren't you?  Bet you feel real good 
		makin' me look like an asshole.

				LEE 
		It was not my intent --

				CARTER 
		Right....

				LEE 
		Mr. Carter, I appreciate your desire 
		to show me a good time, but that is 
		not the reason I am here.

				CARTER
		 Let me just clarify a few things.  I 
		don't care what kind of cop you are in 
		China, you have no jurisdiction in 
		America.  Without me you are just 
		another tourist.

	 Carter and Lee exchange a look.

				CARTER 
		So don't pull that shit again.

	Carter suddenly turns the sedan in another direction from the FBI cars 
	they're following.

				LEE
		What about them?

				CARTER
		I know a shortcut.

				LEE
		Shortcut?

				CARTER
		You don't know what a shortcut is?

	 Lee shakes his head.

				CARTER (cont'd)
			(to himself)
		Lame ass country.

	DISSOLVE TO:

	EXT. STREET - NIGHT

	Carter is repeatedly hitting the speed dial on his CELL PHONE while he 
	drives. We hear that HEE HAW sound you get when you're in cell phone 
	hell.

				CARTER
			(tossing the phone)
		Piece Ća shit.

	Carter starts looking for a phone booth. Lee, meanwhile, picks up the 
	cell phone and expertly RIPS it open.

	He starts studying the inner workings of the phone.

				LEE
		Accessory board probably burnt out.

	 Carter looks over at his phone and freaks.

				CARTER
		Hey!  What did you do to my phone, 
		man!? You people can't keep your hands 
		off electronics, can you?!

	ON THE SEDAN

	He pulls across the street from a MINI-MART. We see EMPTY PHONE BOOTHS 
	out front.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		Wait here.

	Carter shuts the door.  Starts away.  Stops.  Then returns to the car, 
	reaches in and quickly snaps a hand cuff on Lee's arm and another on 
	the steering wheel.

				CARTER 
		Relax. This is somethin' we do in L.A.  
		Always cuff a friend or a wife or a 
		kid to the steering' wheel so 
		nobody'll steal the car.  It's like a 
		human anti-theft device.
			(big smile)
		Be right back.

	Carter crosses to the Mini Mart.  Lee watches him, then looks at his 
	wrist cuffed to the steering wheel.

	EXT. MINI-MART -- NIGHT

	Carter is HOLDING on the pay phone when a GUY IN A TURBAN comes out of 
	the store.

				CARTER 
		Nice hat.
			(on the phone)
		Hey, Johnson! It's Carter.  Listen, 
		meet me at 620 S. Main. Some Federal 
		type action is gonna be going down 
		there. 

	 INTERCUT WITH JOHNSON

	 She's at her desk.

				JOHNSON
		Well.. I wouldn't want to be in the 
		way.

				CARTER
		No way in the way!  I'm talkin' back 
		up, Johnson. I'm in charge! And I need 
		you, baby.

								  CUT TO:

	 INT. THE SEDAN-NIGHT

	 Carter comes back across the street and gets in the car. 

				CARTER
		OK, now I'm gonna show you what a 
		shortcut is...

	Carter reaches down to start the car and finds that his steering wheel 
	is gone. Along with Lee.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		Sonuvabitch!

	CUT TO:

	EXT. STREET DOWNTOWN -- NIGHT

	UNMARKED CARS pulling up.  FBI SPECIAL TACTICS TEAMS arriving and 
	deploying.  The target: the OLD OFFICE BUILDING across the street.  A 
	TEAM OF BLACK CLAD FBI moves into the ground floor.

	A TAXI pulls up.  Lee exits, carrying Carter's steering wheel because 
	he's still attached to it. Whitney sees him first and does a double 
	take.

				WHITNEY
		Jesus H...

	 Lee moves toward Whitney.

				WHITNEY (cont'd)
		Where's Carter?

				LEE 
		Lost I think.  Which building?

	 Russ walks up.

				RUSS 
		Mr. Lee, this is an FBI operation.

				LEE
		I was brought here to help.

				RUSS
		Please stay back.

	 Two AGENTS walk up ready to restrain him.

				LEE 
		She is very important to me.  You must 
		let me --

				RUSS 
		Mr. Lee, the very fact that you know 
		her compromises your judgement.

	 Whitney comes up behind Russ, interrupting --

				WHITNEY 
		Area secured.  Teams ready.

	Another TAXI pulls up.  Carter jumps out.  Storming toward Lee.

				CARTER 
		He stole my wheel! 

				WHITNEY
		This is pathetic.

				CARTER
		 I'm gonna arrest the sonuvabitch!
			(turns to Lee)
		Your ass is goin' to jail!

	 Carter WHISPERS to the two restraining agents:

				CARTER (cont'd)
		Hold me back.
			(yelling)
		After I kick it first!

	The TWO AGENTS PULL Carter away from Lee.  Russ has had enough.

				RUSS 
			(to OTHER AGENTS)
		Get them the hell out of here!
			(on the radio)
		You are cleared to go.

	ON THE BUILDING

	We can see FLASHLIGHTS moving in the windows as the team moves to the 
	top floor.

	INT. OLD BUILDING - OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

	The DOOR is KICKED OPEN.  AGENTS BURST INTO THE ROOM, Drop to 
	positions, ready to fire. They move quickly through the office, 
	checking every corner.  But the office is empty.

	Except for the table, chair and phone.

				LEAD AGENT TACTICAL TEAM 
			(into radio)
		Area secured.  The room is empty.

	 INTERCUT WITH RUSS ON THE STREET as he gets the message.

				RUSS 
		Dammit!

				LEAD AGENT TACTICAL TEAM 
		A table, chair and phone.

	THE PHONE RINGS.  The Lead Agent turns to the phone. First ring, second 
	ring.

				LEAD AGENT TACTICAL TEAM 
		And it's ringing.
			(Third ring)
		What do you want me to do?

	 Russ hesitates.  Then starts running for the building.

				RUSS 
		I'm on my way.

	FOURTH RING.  FIFTH RING.  Finally he takes off his helmet, picks up 
	the receiver.

	EXT. OLD BUILDING -- CONTINUOUS

	The TOP FLOOR OF THE BUILDING SUDDENLY BLOWS UP in a huge fireball.  
	Russ and Agents are knocked down.  Lee and Carter take cover from the 
	debris.  CLOUD OF DUST AND SMOKE roll over them.

	When Lee gets up, he's facing away from the building.  He sees 
	something.

	P.O.V. OF A MAN -- CONTINUOUS

	Standing in a doorway as the FLASH FROM THE EXPLOSION LIGHTS up his 
	face for a moment.  And we recognize him. It's Sang.

	EXT. STREET -- CONTINUOUS

	Lee is stunned.  He gets up quickly, starts running after Sang who 
	disappears down an alley into darkness.

	Carter sees Lee.

				CARTER 
		Hey! 
			(to himself)
		Not this time...

	Carter goes after him.

	EXT. STREET -- CONTINUOUS

	Lee runs after Sang into the alley.

	EXT. ALLEY INTERSECTION -- CONTINUOUS

	Sang is running hard when he turns and sees Lee.

	Sang jumps onto a DUMPSTER in the alley, grabs a FIRE ESCAPE LADDER and 
	starts climbing.

	Lee leaps onto the dumpster, grabs the ladder and goes up.

	Sang climbs two stories, smashes a WINDOW and climbs into the building.

	ON CARTER

	He rounds the corner and sees Lee going up the building.

				CARTER 
		What are you doing, god damn it!?

	Carter runs for the dumpster and the fire escape.

	INT. BUILDING -- CONTINUOUS

	We're in an ABANDONED ATRIUM moving down an open, dirty hallway. Lee 
	moves quickly and quietly. He peaks over the edge of the atrium:

	LEE'S POV

	Two floors below we see a TUNNEL filled with trash.

	Lee passes SCAFFOLDING that's been abandoned. He stops and listens. 
	Suddenly, we hear SOMEONE RUNNING. Lee takes off.

	ON CARTER

	He climbs through the window and takes off down the open hallway.

	ON SANG

	He explodes around a corner and runs over a BRIDGE connecting both 
	sides of the atrium. A sign on the bridge says DANGER-UNDER 
	CONSTRUCTION.

	The bridge CREAKS and moves. Sang STUMBLES and drops something. But 
	Sang doesn't stop and he makes it over the bridge.

	Lee runs up right behind Sang but he slows when he sees the bridge and 
	the sign. He starts over slowly and picks up WHAT SANG DROPPED.

	CLOSE ON

	A DETONATOR

	The bridge CREAKS Loudly. But Lee scampers across.

	Carter is right on his heels. He doesn't even see the sign and 
	accelerates as he runs over the bridge. We hear a massive CRACK!

				CARTER 
		Oh shiiiiit!

	The bridge gives way and Carter drops like a brick.

	He falls two stories and hits the tunnel floor on top of a huge mass of 
	debris.

	Dust swirls for a moment. Carter doesn't move and then:

				CARTER 
		...ahhh.

	ON LEE

	He's across the atrium when he sees Carter fall. Lee grabs a PIPE and 
	quickly swings himself down to the floor of the tunnel.

	He finds Carter covered in dust and debris.

				CARTER
		Am I dead? 

	Suddenly we HEAR SCREECHING TIRES.  Both men turn.  A CAR IS SCREAMING 
	DOWN THE TUNNEL toward them.

	Lee looks around. No where to go.

	At the last instant, he grabs Carter and they roll out of the way.

	The car ROARS by and goes out the other end of the tunnel.

				CARTER 
		You make the plate?

				LEE 
		What plate?

				CARTER 
		The license!  You get it?!

				LEE 
		No.

				CARTER 
		What the hell kinda cop are you?!  

				LEE 
		Did you make the plate?!

				CARTER 
		It was my ass that almost got trashed!

				LEE 
		He was trying to kill me, not you.

				CARTER
		 Yeah, sure, you got lots a enemies in 
		L.A. after what?  Six hours?

				LEE 
		It was a man I was after in Hong Kong.

				CARTER 
		Bullshit!  You were trying' to lose my 
		ass again.

				LEE AND CARTER
		I might have...
			(pause)
		It does not matter now.

	 Lee starts walking down the tunnel.

				CARTER 
		Hey, wait a second!

	 Lee keeps walking.

				CARTER 
		You tryin' to make this out to be my 
		fault?  Like it was me who got in the 
		way of you?!  You gotta not be 
		serious.
			(nothing from Lee)
		That what you're thinking'?!  Come on, 
		say it if you think it. SAY IT!

	 Lee stops, turns back.

				LEE 
		When a man steps in dung, it is 
		obvious.  There is no need to rub it 
		in his face.  The smell is the same.

				CARTER 
		What is that, some kind of Chinese 
		proverb?

				LEE 
		No. I just made it up.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. THE OLD BUILDING -- NIGHT

	Ambulances taking the injured away.  FIRE FIGHTERS battle the burning 
	building.  Russ and Whitney stand grimly watching the carnage.

	JOHNSON walks up to them.

				JOHNSON
			(to Russ)
		Excuse me. I'm looking for Detective 
		Carter...

				RUSS
		Who are you?

	 Johnson pulls her badge.

				JOHNSON
		LAPD. Explosives Division.

	 Russ suddenly gets angry.

				RUSS
		Did Carter send for you?

				JOHNSON
		Yes sir.

				RUSS
		Explosives Division?!  Well, you're 
		too god damn late!

	 Lee and Carter walk up. 

				CARTER
		Yo, Johnson...

				RUSS
			(interrupting)
		You think this is funny, Carter?  You 
		send for someone from Explosives!? 
		Four men just died in there!

				CARTER
		Hey, man, you can use her. She's an 
		expert!

				RUSS
		That's what you were supposed to be!

	 Johnson is starting to back away.

				JOHNSON
		Look, I don't know what's goin' on 
		here, but I'm history. 

	 She starts to walk back to her car.

				CARTER
		No, wait!

	He runs after Johnson and catches her as she gets into her car.

				JOHNSON
		Hey, I don't need that. You just got 
		your last back-up from me.

	She squeals away from the scene.

	Carter looks beat up and defeated.

	We HEAR a PHONE START TO RING.  Once, twice.  Carter turns.

	A PAY PHONE is ringing next to a building.  Three, four, five.  Carter, 
	annoyed, finally crosses to the booth, answers --

				CARTER 
		You're calling a phone booth, asshole.

	Hangs up. He gets five steps away when it starts to RING AGAIN.  He 
	stops, turns back.  Answers.

				CARTER 
		You know what a phone booth is?!

				MAN'S VOICE 
		The bomb was meant as a demonstration 
		of our sincerity.  If you want the 
		Ambassador's daughter back alive, 
		listen and do not talk.

	Carter realizes now who he's got on the other end of the line.  He 
	covers the receiver.

				CARTER 
		Lee!  It's him!

				MAN'S VOICE 
		The first drop will be made tomorrow.  
		At twelve o'clock.  The amount will be 
		fifty million.

				CARTER 
		Fifty million!  Are we talkin' United 
		States dollars?

				MAN'S VOICE 
		In used currency.  Nothing bigger than 
		a fifty.

				CARTER 
		That's some serious poundage in 
		dollars.

	Carter covers the phone and tries to get the attention of the FBI.

				CARTER 
		Hey, it's him.  On the phone.
			(back to phone)
		Where do you think an Ambassador's 
		gonna come up with that kinda cash?  I 
		mean, how much can a guy like that 
		take home, after taxes?  And in China.
			(covers phone again)
		It's him!  Get your asses over here!

	 Lee finally turns and hears him.

				CARTER (cont'd)
			(back to phone)
		I mean I don't think he even gets paid 
		in dollars.  They probably pay in yang 
		or yin or...rice, whatever it is they 
		got there.

	 Lee walks over. Carter holds the phone so Lee can hear.

				MAN'S VOICE
		 What is your name?

				CARTER 
		That's cool.  We're gettin' to know 
		each other. This is a good thing. I'm 
		Carter.

				MAN'S VOICE 
		Carter.  I just want to be able to 
		tell the Ambassador who was 
		responsible for the death of his 
		daughter because he talked too much.

				CARTER 
		Hey, that's whacked!  I thought we was 
		gettin' on here!

				MAN'S VOICE 
		Shut up!

				CARTER 
		OK. Say what it is.

				MAN'S VOICE 
		The Ambassador will receive 
		instructions for the drop, half an 
		hour before it is to be made.  If it 
		is successful, there will be more.  
		Thank you, Agent Carter.

	The phone goes dead.  Carter exchanges a look with Lee.

	EXT. STREET -- CONTINUOUS

	Russ is on his car phone --

				RUSS 
			(into phone)
		-- as soon as we get a team in 
		place...yes, sir.  I'll make sure it 
		happens.

	 Russ hangs up as Carter approaches.

				CARTER 
		Fifty million --

	 Russ turns angrily.

				RUSS 
		I don't think you need to be here!

	Russ turns away.  Whitney gives Carter a look, then follows.

				CARTER 
		That's what the man wants for the 
		girl.  Just called on the pay phone 
		across the street.  With the 
		instructions for the first drop.  Just 
		thought you might be interested.  It's 
		what they call a ransom demand.

	 Carter turns and starts walking away.

				RUSS 
		Carter!

	 Carter turns slowly.

				CARTER 
		Hmmmm?

				RUSS 
		Don't play bullshit games with me.

				CARTER 
		Eleven thirty tomorrow the Ambassador 
		will receive a phone call telling him 
		where the drop is.  He said the bomb 
		was a demonstration of their 
		sincerity.

	 Carter turns to go, then stops, turns back. 

				CARTER 
		Oh yeah.  The caller was a man.  
		Confident.  Had an accent.  My guess, 
		Asian.  Anything else I can do for the 
		FBI, sir?

				RUSS 
		Why don't you try the assignment.  Or 
		should I call and ask for somebody who 
		can handle it?

				CARTER
		 No, sir. I'm as good as it gets.

	Carter offers a smile, then starts back toward Lee.  The smile 
	disappears as he turns his back on Russ.

				CARTER (cont'd)
			(to himself)
		Prick.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. CARTER'S APARTMENT- NIGHT

	We watch Carter and Lee get out of a cab in the Los Felis district. 
	Over this we HEAR:

				CARTER VO
		I thought you said you'd never been to 
		America before.  How the hell did you 
		know where you were goin' if you never 
		been here before?  Huh?

				LEE VO
			(pissed off)
		You had map in car. Chinese can read 
		maps, too. Where will you take me now, 
		Disneyland?  

				CARTER VO
		Hey, I was just doin' my job.
			(pause)
		We're goin' to my crib.

				LEE VO
		Crib? What crib?

				CARTER VO
		My home, man, my home!

	CUT TO:

	INT. CARTER'S APARTMENT-NIGHT

	Carter and Lee come through the door into a dark leather living room 
	set up for one thing: pussy.

	Carter hits a series of switches. Subdued lights come on, a stereo 
	starts with nasty rap, a gas fireplace pops on, and SOFT PORN starts 
	playing on the VCR.

	Carter sees Lee's reaction to the setting.

				CARTER 
		I can't help it. I'm a hopeless 
		romantic.

	Carter disappears into a bedroom.

	Lee wanders over to a shelf with a collection of LOVE OILS.

	Carter sticks his head out of the bedroom as he slips on a clean shirt.

				CARTER 
		Hey, don't drop that shit. It's 
		imported. 

	 He goes back in the bedroom and talks from there.

				CARTER VO
		Look, none of this has gone down 
		right.  Too many big heads thinkin' 
		they don't need nothin' from nobody.  
		Forgettin' a man's daughter is gone.

	 He comes back out buttoning up a clean pair of pants.

				CARTER
		I know I been part of it so... I'm 
		sorry.

	 Lee looks at Carter for a beat.

				LEE 
		I worked with Ambassador Han and his 
		family for ten years.  He wanted me to 
		come with them to America.  If I had, 
		this might not have happened.

				CARTER 
		Don't go there...

				LEE 
		I could not come.  I had other 
		responsibilities.

				CARTER 
		Hey, stop.  We're just gonna wind up 
		in some bar, drinking' to forget all 
		the things we shoulda done and then 
		you'll start singin' Beach Boy songs 
		again. Then I'll really get depressed.

				LEE 
		I also did not come because I think I 
		would not fit in America. 

				CARTER 
		Hey, everybody fits in here. Look at 
		L.A., man.  Nobody's from here.  My 
		momma's from Detroit, my dad's from 
		Atlanta, they met in Texas, got 
		married in Vegas and I was born in 
		Alabama.  So where the hell am I from?  
		Kenya?

	 Carter looks at Lee and makes a decision.

				CARTER 
		Alright, listen, no bullshit just tell 
		me straight: did you really know the 
		guy you were chasin'?

				LEE 
		Yes. He was part of the Juntao crime 
		family. He may be Juntao himself.
			(reaches into pocket)
		And he dropped this.

	Lee retrieves a small BLACK CYLINDER.  Carter glances at it.  Then 
	recognizes the DETONATOR.

				CARTER
		Looks like a clue to me, Detective 
		Lee.

	 Carter smiles at Lee. Lee slowly smiles back at Carter.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		Let's go see a friend of mine.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. CARTER'S APARTMENT-NIGHT

	Lee and Carter come out a back door. Carter points below them on the 
	street where a HUGE 1971 WHITE ELDORADO CONVERTIBLE sits gleaming under 
	the street lights.

				CARTER
			(proudly)
		The Carter ride.

	 Lee takes in the car as they walk up to it.

				LEE
			(in awe)
		This is bigger than my apartment in 
		Hong Kong.

	 They get in.

				CARTER
		Welcome to the wide open spaces of 
		America!

	ON THE CADILLAC

	It PURRS away from the curb and FLOATS down the road.

	DISSOLVE TO:

	EXT. POOL HALL-NIGHT

	The Caddy pulls up to a pool hall in a semi sleazy area.

				CARTER
		When we go inside, you let me handle 
		everything, you hear?  This is my man, 
		you dig?  My informant. You know what 
		an informant is?

				LEE
		Stooly.

				CARTER
		What?

				LEE
		Stool pigeon.

				CARTER
		Yeah, somethin' like that.
			(talking very fast)
		OK, now this is a nasty ass place. 
		When you go into a place like this, 
		the most important thing is control. 
		You got to maintain control. You 
		following me? You lose it, you get 
		hurt. Now, you're my responsibility 
		and I don't want you hurt. You 
		understand?  OK, let's go.

	Carter gets out of the car and walks away. Lee doesn't move.

	After a beat, Carter comes back.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		What?

				LEE
		You talk too fast. 

				CARTER
		Come on!

	CUT TO:

	INT. POOL HALL-NIGHT

	The boys walk into a smoky hall patronized mostly by black people.

	Carter leads Lee past pool tables as they work their way to the very 
	back of the room. Carter makes his presence known as he walks.

	He passes a guy taking a hit off a JOINT. He stops.

				CARTER
			(to the guy)
		That better not be what I think it is. 
		Gimme that.

	Carter swipes the joint out of the guy's hand. He takes a big hit. He 
	holds it and tastes it for a beat.

	Lee is looking at Carter in disbelief.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		Wait a minute.

	 He takes ANOTHER HIT. Gives the joint back.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		Don't leave town. I'm watching you.

	Carter keeps moving. He walks by a luscious looking girl with tight 
	stuff on.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		You see my ride, baby? You'd look good 
		in that. Go outside. Take a look. 

	 He walks by a guy who gives him a dirty look.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		What are you lookin' at, dickhead?

	They end up in the back of the room where FOUR GUYS play nine ball, 
	three more wait and four nasty looking BITCHES watch the action.

	One of the players looks nervous when he sees Carter. This is OSCAR.

				OSCAR
		What's up, man?

				CARTER
		Let's take a walk, Oscar. You got 
		something Ća mine. 
			(to Lee)
		Stay here.

	Carter takes Oscar's arm and starts moving him out the side door. Two 
	BIG BLACK DUDES in the foursome start to move to Oscar's aid. But he 
	holds up his hands.

				OSCAR
		It's cool. 

	Oscar and Carter go out the back door. Lee sits down against the wall.

	One of the nasty bitches watching the game is ASIAN. She gives Lee a 
	little smile. He smiles back. One of the BIG BLACK DUDES notices.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. AN ALLEY-NIGHT

	Carter and Oscar are arguing.

				OSCAR
		...never, never come here! I told you 
		that, god damn it! And who the hell is 
		that little gook you brought with you! 

				CARTER
		Shut up, Oscar!  I don't take shit 
		from you!  I give out the shit. That 
		is the basis of our relationship. I 
		give you shit and you take it!

	CUT TO:

	INT. THE POOL HALL-NIGHT

	We're on the POV of one of the BIG BLACK DUDES who is lining up a shot. 
	RACK FOCUS to Lee's face who is in perfect line for the shot.

				BIG DUDE
			(still lining up)
		What are you smiling at, rice bowl?

				LEE
		Who, me?

				BIG DUDE
		You making slant eyes at my girl 
		friend? 

	Lee looks again at the Asian girl and inadvertently smiles. He catches 
	himself and forces a frown.

	WHACK! Big dude hits the object ball so hard, it hops the table and 
	heads right for Lee's head. Lee catches it like a baseball line drive, 
	right in front of his nose.

	Nobody moves for a beat, mainly because everyone is impressed with 
	Lee's catch.

				LEE 
		My friend does not want me to get 
		hurt.

	Big Dude WHIPS the cue stick like a bat at Lee's head. Lee ducks and it 
	SHATTERS against his chair. BIG DUDE #2 lunges for Lee who BOPS him 
	with the pool ball he caught.

	And they're off! Two other guys jump on Lee and start pounding the shit 
	out of Ćem. Lee flips one onto the table and elbows the other. The two 
	Big Dudes grab fresh cues.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. AN ALLEY-NIGHT

	Oscar is turning the detonator over in his hand.

				OSCAR
		I ain't the man to be telling you 
		about this.

				CARTER
		Then who is?

				OSCAR
		Shit, you already busted his ass.
		Lafontaine. The dude who blew up the 
		diner. He's your leverage. 
			(holding up the detonator)
		He knows where this shit come from.

	CUT TO:

	INT. THE POOL HALL-NIGHT

	WHAM!  Lee is thrown against the back wall. The nasty girls all run 
	past him and retreat to the ladies room.

	Lee grabs a cue and comes out swinging. He backs three guys away and 
	then stops.

	BIG DUDE #1 is swinging his own cue. Lee paries like a fencer. He puts 
	one hand behind his back and continues to parry and thrust. Finally, he 
	pokes Big Dude in the forehead with his tip leaving a blue chalk spot. 
	Then he turns the cue around and belts the guy on the spot.

	Lee turns and BREAKS his cue over two guys simultaneously, ducks a cue 
	shot to his own head, and kicks one guy over a table and drops another 
	with a flurry of hands.

	Lee looks around. The girls are hiding in the john. The hall has 
	emptied. The guys he fought are all knocked out and UNDER tables.

	Carter comes in the back door.

				CARTER
			(to Lee)
		Let's go.
			(he looks around)
		Everybody take off?

				LEE
		Took off. Yes. They took off.

	 Lee catches up with Carter.

				CARTER
		You see what I'm sayin'? You control 
		the space.

				LEE
		Thank you. I learn a great deal.

				CARTER
		It happens.

	Carter spots one of the fighters ON THE FLOOR as they walk out. It's 
	the same guy who was smoking the joint. The guy moans as they go past.

				CARTER (cont'd)
			(to the doper/fighter)
		Hey, lightweight, I told you to lay 
		off that shit.
			(over his shoulder)
		Get an education!

	CUT TO:

	EXT. COUNTY JAIL -- NIGHT

	ESTABLISHING the PRISON.  The Cadillac SCREECHES to a stop.

	INT. COUNTY JAIL -- CONTINUOUS

	Carter is talking to the OFFICER (BOBBY) behind the GLASS BOOTH.

				OFFICER 
		It's eleven o'clock at night, Carter! 
		They're all locked down, lights out.

				CARTER 
		Yeah, but they're criminals, Bobby. 
		Who gives a shit if they lose some 
		sleep?  Come on: wake his ass up.

	BOBBY shakes his head but he picks up the phone.

	INT. JAIL INTERVIEW ROOM -- LATER

	Lee and Carter are waiting.  Door opens.  Bobby leads Lafontaine into 
	the room. Lafontaine is pissed off, especially when he sees Carter.

				LAFONTAINE
		I got nothing to say to you.

	 Carter motions for the guard to exit.

				CARTER 
		Give us five minutes, Bobby.

	 The guard departs.

				CARTER 
		Sit down.

	Lafontaine sits. Carter puts the detonator on the table. Pushes it 
	across to him.  Lafontaine picks it up, looks at Carter with a sick 
	smile and PRESSES THE BUTTON.

				LAFONTAINE
		Boom.

	Lafontaine shoves the detonator back at Carter.  Carter picks it up 
	with a HANDKERCHIEF.

				CARTER 
		You got a boy friend in here yet? 
		ĆCause you're gonna need somebody to 
		kiss your ass goodbye.

				LAFONTAINE
		What are you talking about?

				CARTER
		You're movin' to death row. See, your 
		fingerprints are now on the murder 
		weapon of Four FBI Agents. And when I 
		turn this into the lab, they're gonna 
		find Lafontaine all over it. And we 
		already know...
			(holding up detonator)
		...this is your MO.

				LAFONTAINE
		How did I do this?! Maybe you didn't 
		notice but I'm in jail!

				CARTER 
		All I gotta do is implicate.  The Feds 
		can do a lot with a good implication.  
		Even if you don't get Sparky, I'll bet 
		you get ten to twenty more. Plenty of 
		time to find a nice fella.

	 Lafontaine looks at Carter and Lee for a moment, then --

				LAFONTAINE
		You sonuvabitch.

				CARTER 
		I'm waitin' here for a name.

	Nothing from Lafontaine for a beat. Carter stands, starts for the door.  
	Lee following.

				LAFONTAINE 
		I've never seen him.

	 Carter ignores him.  Starts to knock for the Guard.

				LAFONTAINE 
		Juntao.

	 Carter and Lee exchange glances.

				CARTER
		Where do we find him?

				LAFONTAINE
		You don't. He finds you. Through his 
		people. 

	 Carter and Lee wait for more.

				LAFONTAINE (cont'd)
			(quietly)
		Fang Shan. A restaurant. China Town.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. CHINESE CONSULATE COMPOUND -- NIGHT

	The FBI cars are parked in front.  Lights burning in Han's office.  
	ARMED GUARDS now in front.

	INT. HAN'S OFFICE - NIGHT

	Han has just received the news from Russ. The mood in the room is grim.

				HAN 
		I am so sorry about your men.

				RUSS 
		Yes sir, me too. The State Department 
		has authorized release of the funds.  
		We'll have to make the first drop at 
		7.  As soon as they pick up the money, 
		we've got Ćem.  

				HAN 
		And Mr. Lee?  Where is he?

				RUSS 
		Don't worry, he's with Carter. 

	 EXT. CARTER'S CAR(MOVING)-NIGHT

	 Lee is explaining as Carter drives. 

				LEE 
		Juntao was one of the worst crime 
		bosses in Hong Kong.  When China 
		regained control, he was forced out.  
		By Ambassador Han.

	 Carter flips his cell phone open.

				CARTER 
		Let's get us a photo and description.  
		We'll have an APB out while we stake 
		out the restaurant.  

				LEE 
		That is a problem. There is no 
		description of Juntao. No known 
		photograph.

				CARTER 
		Are you tellin' me nobody knows what 
		he looks like?  Come on, there must be 
		witnesses somewhere.

				LEE 
		Juntao's standing orders were to kill 
		everyone. There were never witnesses.

	DISSOLVE TO:

	EXT. CHINA TOWN -- NIGHT

	The architecture.  The signs.  It's a different world. The Cadillac 
	cruises down the street.  It's late. Most things are closed.

	EXT. CHINATOWN -- LATER

	The Cadillac is parked on the side street.

	INT. CAR-- CONTINUOUS

	Carter and Lee are watching Fang Shan restaurant, eating from cartons 
	of Chinese food.

				LEE 
		You like it?

				CARTER 
		Yeah, it's good.

				LEE 
		That one is my favorite.  Chicken puff 
		with shark fin.

	 Carter starts chewing a little slower.

				LEE 
		And the Eel is very good, too.  But I 
		have had better Camel's Hump.

	 Carter has trouble swallowing.  Puts down his food.

				LEE 
		You want more?

				CARTER 
		No, no.  I'm full. Too much fin and 
		hump, you know, gives me gas.
			(belches)
		Ćscuse me.

	 Silence for a moment, then Lee motions to the radio.

				LEE 
		Music?

	 A beat, then Carter nods.  Lee reaches for the radio.

				CARTER 
		No!  This time I pick.

	Carter turns on the radio.  Dials around until he finds WAR.

				CARTER 
		Now, that's American music.

				LEE 
		Yes, I know this song.

				CARTER 
		You know War?

				LEE 
		Who does not know War?
			(starts)
		≥War, hhh, Wo-ooh-wo-ooh-wo-oh.  What 
		is it good for?  Absolutely nothing.  
		Good-God, you all.≤

	 Carter just stares at Lee for a moment in disbelief.

				CARTER 
		That's not how it goes.

				LEE 
		Yes, I think so.

				CARTER 
		No, no.  It's not good-God you all!  
		It's Good-God, ya'll.  Ya'll!

				LEE 
		Yee-aww.

	 Carter turns off the radio.

				CARTER 
		Not yee-aw, Ya'll.  And it's gotta be 
		angry.  Like you're pissed off.

				LEE 
		Good God, ya'll!

				CARTER 
		No! You hate me.  Look, I'm gonna do 
		it one time.  That's it.

	MONTAGE BEGINS

	Carter gets out of the car.  Lee follows.  Carter limbers up for a 
	moment, then starts a dance move to get him into the beat.

				CARTER 
		War!  huuuuhh!  wo-ooh-wo-ooh-wo-oh!  
		what's it good for?  absolutely 
		nuthin'  good-gawd ya'll!

	Lee gives it his best shot, trying to mimic Carter's dance move.  But 
	it's more martial arts than dance.

				LEE AND CARTER 
		War!  huuuuhh!  wo-ooh-wo-ooh-wo-oh!  
		what's it good for?  absolutely 
		nuthin'  good-gawd ya'll

	Lee tries to get into the rhythm with Carter, undulating his body to 
	Carter's motion.  But Carter watches Lee's martial arts interpretation 
	and he starts to alter his moves to Lee.

				LEE AND CARTER 
		War!  huuuuhh!  wo-ooh-wo-ooh-wo-oh!  
		what's it good for?  absolutely 
		nuthin'  good-gawd ya'll!

	Both of them are moving side by side, in step as they sing.  Totally 
	involved.  Rocking out.

				LEE AND CARTER 
		War!  huuuuhh!  wo-ooh-wo-ooh-wo-oh!  
		what's it good for?  absolutely 
		nuthin'  good-gawd ya'll!

	They both turn and face each other. As they dance, Lee BEGINS TO TEACH 
	CARTER his quick move for taking someone's gun away.

	EXT. LONG SHOT - STREET -- CONTINUOUS

	A FEW NIGHT PEOPLE have stopped to listen.  Staring at the Cadillac 
	parked on the street.  With Carter singing at the top of his lungs and 
	Lee teaching him the quick moves to the music.

				CARTER 
		War!  huuuuhh!  wo-ooh-wo-ooh-wo-oh!  
		what's it good for?  absolutely 
		nuthin'  good-gawd ya'll!

	CUT TO:

	EXT. FANG SHAN RESTAURANT -- NIGHT TO MORNING

	SAME SHOT FADES to the next morning.

	INT. CADILLAC- CHINA TOWN -- MORNING

	Lee and Carter are asleep in the car.  Carter's head is slumped against 
	the window.  A BUS ROARS past.  They wake up.  Carter groans.

				LEE
		Are you OK?

				CARTER 
		I got to stop that dancing in the 
		street Ćtill all hours.

	Carter stretches as Lee hops out HUMMING WAR, and opens the door for 
	Carter.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. FIRST BANK OF HONG KONG -- MORNING

	THREE CARS pull up in front of the bank.  Ambassador Han gets out of 
	one.  Followed by Russ, Whitney, and others. Security is high.

	CUT TO:

	INT. CHINESE RESTAURANT -- MORNING

	Carter and Lee are at a table.  Carter is having coffee. Lee is eating 
	breakfast - rice and fish - with chopsticks.  All the patrons are 
	Asian. Carter is staring at Lee's food. Lee notices.

				LEE
		Want some?

				CARTER
		No, fish is a PM food.

				LEE
		Excuse me?

				CARTER
		Nobody in America eats fish in the AM. 
		We're talking strictly an after twelve 
		noon food type.

	Lee turns and looks out the window.

	LEE'S P.O.V.

	He sees Sang entering the Fang Shan restaurant.

	BACK AT THE TABLE

	Lee stands suddenly.

				CARTER 
		What?!

				LEE 
		It's him.

	Carter looks out the window.  But the street is already full of ASIAN 
	PEOPLE.

				CARTER
		 Which one?

				LEE 
		Going into the restaurant.

	Carter throws some money onto the table.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. STREET -- CONTINUOUS

	Carter and Lee exit the restaurant, moving down the street.

				LEE
		 This is my territory now.  You are my 
		responsibility.

				CARTER
			(pointing down)
		This concrete?  This is still America.

				LEE 
		What do you hear?

	They listen.  CHINESE MUSIC filters out from one of the shops.  SEVERAL 
	CONVERSATIONS are in Chinese.  There is nothing that would suggest this 
	is America.

				CARTER 
		Walk two more blocks and neither of us 
		will understand the language.  Look, 
		we can't take a chance on him 
		recognizing you. Especially if he's 
		Juntao. I'll go in, you back me up.  
		That's the way it's gonna be.

	CUT TO:

	INT. FIRST BANK OF HONG KONG -- MORNING

	In a private room, TEN MILLION DOLLARS is running though a money 
	counting machine.  Ambassador Han watches with Russ, Whitney and 
	SEVERAL ASIAN BANK OFFICIALS.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. FANG SHAN RESTAURANT - BACK ALLEY -- MORNING

	The Asian man who drove the van (Chung) lifts the top of a DUMPSTER, 
	throws a BLACK GARBAGE BAG inside.

	FROM UNDERNEATH THE DUMPSTER

	A sewer grate is REMOVED.  Shu, one of the other men involved in the 
	kidnapping, reaches up, opens a hidden door in the bottom of the 
	Dumpster and pulls out the black trash bag.  He drops down into the 
	sewer.  The sewer grate comes down on top as if nothing is out of 
	place.

	INT. FANG SHAN RESTAURANT - BASEMENT

	A trap door opens and Shu crawls into the room.  SEVERAL ASIAN MEN are 
	waiting for him.  Among them, Sang.  Shu holds up the black garbage 
	bag.  Sang nods.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. FANG SHAN RESTAURANT -- DAY

	Open for business.  Lee and Carter cross the street.

				CARTER 
		OK, when you go in, just act like 
		you're from outa town.

				LEE 
		I am from outa town.

				CARTER 
		No, like a tourist.  You know, things 
		to see, money to burn, interested in 
		stupid shit.

				LEE 
			
		Ah.  Like this.

	 Lee looks around a lot and smiles.

				CARTER 
		Yeah, yeah, good.  You're havin' fun.   
		Lookin' for a good time.  You know, 
		watch the women, look at their legs 
		and shit.  Like that's all you can 
		think about.  Gettin' some.  Like her.

	Carter motions at AN ATTRACTIVE ASIAN WOMAN moving toward them.  Lee 
	watches her walk past.  He smiles politely. Carter watches him for a 
	beat, then --

				CARTER 
		That ain't gonna get it. Watch this.

	Carter screws up his face as if he's really enjoying watching the woman 
	- like she's the best thing he's ever seen.  A complete politically 
	incorrect slob of a man. The only thing missing is the drool.

				CARTER 
		Like that.

				LEE 
		I am sorry, but I have too much 
		respect for women.

	Carter stares at him blankly, then puts an arm around him.

				CARTER 
		This is nothin' personal with women.  
		We are undercover.  It's okay to be a 
		player when you're undercover.  Okay?

	 Lee hesitates, then nods.  Carter takes out his i.d.

				CARTER 
		You've got no jurisdiction here so I'm 
		gonna give you my i.d.  If we get into 
		some shit, you're L.A.P.D.

	Carter opens his i.d. - Carter is black, Lee is Asian - that's one 
	difference.

				CARTER 
		Hold it like this, flip it open, flip 
		it closed.  It's the attitude that 
		says who you are, not the i.d.

	Carter flips the i.d. with authority, partially covering his photo with 
	his hand.  We hardly even see the photo. Carter hands the i.d. back to 
	Lee.

				CARTER 
		You got to make people think this is 
		you.
			(re: Carter's photo)
		You gotta believe that face is your 
		face.  

	 Lee tries the flip.

				CARTER 
		More wrist.  It's gotta snap.  Can't 
		be limp. You do limp, they look at the 
		photo, we're dead.

	Carter points to his face.  Lee tries the flip with more wrist.  
	Snapping it open.

				CARTER 
		Good.  Gimme a couple minutes, then 
		come in.  And take this.

	 Carter slips Lee his gun.

				LEE 
		No, please, I don't --

				CARTER 
		It ain't your ass, it's my ass you're 
		backin' up.  Take the damn gun.

	Lee hesitates, then takes the gun and puts it into his pocket.

	CUT TO:

	INT. FANG SHAN RESTAURANT -- DAY

	Carter enters the restaurant.  Moves to the HOSTESS, a pretty young 
	Chinese woman.

				HOSTESS 
		For one?

				CARTER
		No.  Two.  Tell Juntao I'll buy him 
		some eel and shark fin for lunch.

				HOSTESS 
		I'm sorry, sir, but I don't know --

	 Carter puts on his best Johnny Cochran.

				CARTER 
		Tell Mister Juntao Johnny Cochran's 
		little brother...Joey is here. Joey 
		Cochran. I am the legal advisor of 
		record for Mister Henry Lafontaine. I 
		need to discuss some legal 
		ramifications with him.

	 Carter takes the menu from her.

				CARTER 
		I'll seat myself.  I like that dress 
		you're wearin'. Silk, right?

	Carter smiles, moves to a table.  Leaving the Hostess staring at him.

	CUT TO:

	INT. HAN'S OFFICE - CHINESE CONSULATE -- CONTINUOUS

	An open suitcase is filled with stacks of U.S. CURRENCY. The suitcase 
	is shut.  Han is in the room with Russ, Whitney, and other agents.  
	It's almost eleven thirty. Whitney is explaining an electronic device 
	to Han.

				WHITNEY 
		... one will be inserted into the 
		suitcase, the other will be on you.  
		After you make the drop --

	 The phone rings.  Han picks up.

				HAN 
		Yes.

				MAN'S VOICE 
		You have what I asked for?

				HAN 
		I do.

				MAN'S VOICE 
		Pack it into black garbage bags.  
		Throw the bags into a garbage dump in 
		the alley behind the Fang Shan 
		Restaurant in China Town.  You have 
		twenty-nine minutes left.

	 The phone clicks dead.  Russ stands.

				RUSS 
		Let's go.

	CUT TO:

	A MAN - INT. OFFICE - FANG SHAN RESTAURANT -- CONTINUOUS

	hangs up the phone.  Back to us.  A DOZEN MEN in the room, among them 
	Sang and Chung. A knock. Sang opens the door. It's the HOSTESS.

	She whispers something to Sang.

	He then crosses to ANOTHER MAN at a desk.

				SANG 
		Someone has asked for Juntao.

	The man turns now and we see it is Griffin.

	CUT TO:

	FBI - SHOTS -- CONTINUOUS

	moving into action.  SPECIAL TACTICS TEAM loading up. Cars pulling out 
	of the Chinese Consulate Compound.  The AMBASSADOR'S JAGUAR leads the 
	way.  Russ in the seat next to him.  Whitney in the back.

	CUT TO:

	VIDEO MONITORS - INT. FANG SHAN OFFICE -- DAY

	Six video monitors keep tabs on the restaurant.  On one monitor, Carter 
	is sitting at his table, studying a menu. He orders something from an 
	ATTRACTIVE ASIAN WAITRESS. She moves away and Carter's eyes follow her 
	figure.

	Griffin and Sang watch him.

				SANG 
		Maybe I have seen him.  I'm not sure.

				GRIFFIN 
		Bring him up.

	Sang heads for the door when ANOTHER MONITOR catches Griffin's 
	attention.  The MONITOR reveals the Hostess seating a MAN at a table.  
	It's Lee.

				GRIFFIN 
		Wait!

	Sang turns at the door.  Griffin is staring at the screen.

				GRIFFIN
		 Get the girl.

	EXT. FANG SHAN RESTAURANT - BACK ALLEY -- DAY

	PANEL VAN waiting.  Back doors are open.  Shu exits the restaurant, 
	large sack (Soon Young inside) over his shoulder.  He puts the sack 
	into the Van.

	INT. FANG SHAN RESTAURANT - MENS ROOM -- CONTINUOUS

	Carter is at the urinal when he HEARS the VAN DOORS CLOSE from a 
	partially open window.  Then SOMEONE SPEAKING IN MANDARIN.  Sounds 
	urgent.  He moves to the window, climbs up onto the sink.

	CARTER'S POV

	He can see SHU talking with the DRIVER OF THE VAN, Chung. Then another 
	man exits the restaurant and we just get a glimpse of him before he 
	gets into the van.  It's Griffin.  The only non-Asian Carter has seen 
	in awhile. And the only British accent he's heard.

				GRIFFIN 
		Make sure they do not leave.

	Griffin pulls the van door shut and the Van moves quickly down the 
	alley.  CALIFORNIA LICENSE - LIK.

	CARTER - INT. MENS ROOM -- CONTINUOUS

	He notes the LIK, until the bathroom door opens behind him.  ANOTHER 
	MAN enters, giving Carter a look as he's still on the sink, looking out 
	the window.  Carter takes a deep breath.

				CARTER 
		Ooo, man, what died!  Whew!  That 
		wasn't me! Your own don't do that to 
		you. AIR! Jesus....!

	Carter exits.  Man gives him a look.

	INT. KITCHEN - FANG SHAN RESTAURANT -- CONTINUOUS

	The attractive waitress pours a white powder into a pot of tea.  She 
	puts the pot onto her tray with a cup.

	INT. FANG SHAN RESTAURANT -- CONTINUOUS

	The restaurant is now full of PEOPLE eating lunch and ordering.  Carter 
	waits at the table.  Sees Sang with two men behind him crossing toward 
	him.

	Lee is sitting across the room.  Half hidden behind a menu.  He watches 
	Sang approach Carter.  The waitress delivers the tea to Lee.  He smiles 
	politely.

				ATTRACTIVE WAITRESS
			(in Mandarin)
		Have you decided yet?

	Lee, not wanting to take the menu down, shakes his head. The waitress 
	departs.  Lee's attention goes back to Carter.  But he takes a sip of 
	the tea.

	Sang stops at Carter's table.

				CARTER 
		Are you Juntao?

	 Sang eyes him.

				CARTER 
		We have to talk. Or my client? He's 
		gonna talk and save himself.  

				SANG 
		Upstairs.

	Carter goes with Sang and the two men following.

	Lee waits until they are in the hallway, then he gets up and goes after 
	them.

	INT. HALLWAY -- CONTINUOUS

	Lee sees the men take Carter up the stairway.  TWO WAITERS come out of 
	the kitchen.  Lee enters the MENS ROOM.

	INT. MENS ROOM -- CONTINUOUS

	Empty except for Lee.  Lee waits, giving the waiters time to pass.  
	Then reopens the door.  Stairway clear.  Lee moves quickly up the 
	stairs.  But stops partway up.  Has to steady himself just for a 
	second.  He's definitely light headed.

	INT. OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

	Door opens. Sang enters, followed by Carter and two men.

				CARTER 
		Alright, if the shoe don't fit, you 
		can't convict, you know what I'm 
		sayin' here? 

	WHACK! Sang spins and throws a FOOT into Carter's face. He slams to the 
	floor.

				SANG 
			(in Mandarin)
		Search him.

	The two men pick up a dazed Carter and Shu starts searching him.

	CUT TO:

	FBI - SHOTS -- CONTINUOUS

	Converging on Chinatown.  Russ looks at his watch.

	CUT BACK TO:

	INT. SECOND FLOOR HALLWAY -- CONTINUOUS

	Lee moves up the stairs to the SECOND FLOOR.  The door to the office is 
	partially open. He sees CARTER GET SHOVED AGAINST a wall.

	Someone is coming out of the office.  Lee quickly goes back down the 
	stairs.  Almost hits another waiter as he goes back into the MENS ROOM.

	INT. MENS ROOM -- CONTINUOUS

	Lee waits. Thinks. He opens the door, sees another waiter moving past.

				LEE 
		Excuse me.

	 The waiter turns.  Lee smiles.

	INT. STAIRWAY -- CONTINUOUS

	A waiter moves up the stairs, tray of food held high. Not until he gets 
	to the SECOND FLOOR and looks up from the tray do we see it's Lee.  He 
	moves to the office. Stops again.  Bit of dizziness.  But he's okay in 
	a second.

	INT. OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

	Carter is shoved back against the wall again.

				CARTER 
		Hey, I'm a lawyer!  You can't do this 
		to a lawyer.  You get in some deep 
		shit for this kinda treatment.

	Carter watches as the men go through his wallet.  Sang looks at his 
	watch.  Says something in Chinese to the men.  Two of them move to 
	Carter.

	They pick him up.  Drag him to the door.  A knock. Everyone stops.  One 
	of the men opens it.  Tray of food. Sang turns away.  Lee enters, 
	glances at Carter.  And Carter suddenly pulls his arms away from the 
	men.

				CARTER 
		I'm tellin' you, when I sue, I win!

	Carter's outburst draws Sang's attention.  And Lee takes advantage - 
	swinging the tray of food at him.  The metal tray smashes into Sang's 
	head, food flying.

	The men charge Lee.  Lee swings the tray, smacking the first two in the 
	heads, blocking a punch from a third, then flinging it like a frisbee 
	at Shu, catching him in the forehead.

				CARTER (cont'd)
			(shocked)
		Damn, you're good!

	Carter gets immediately decked by two guys who run into the room.

				LEE
		L.A.P.D.  Nobody move!

	Lee snaps open Carter's i.d. with so much attitude that it flies out of 
	his hand, across the room.  Hitting one of the men in the face.

				LEE 
		Oh no...

	Carter gets up and turns on his two.  Punching one in the gut, hitting 
	the other in the chin.

				CARTER 
		Use the gun!  USE THE GUN!

	Carter gets hit, goes down again.  Lee pulls the gun just as one of the 
	men hits him.  The GUN is knocked from his hand, breaks THROUGH THE 
	WINDOW - gone.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. STREET - CHINATOWN -- CONTINUOUS

	The Ambassador's Jaguar pulls to the curb.

	INT. AMBASSADOR'S JAGUAR -- CONTINUOUS

	Russ checks his watch.  Then picks up a radio.

				RUSS 
			(into radio)
		This is Agent Russ.  We have five 
		minutes.  Take your positions.

	FBI CARS move past.

	CUT TO:

	LEE AND CARTER - INT. OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

	Each hitting an opponent - Lee a jab and elbow - Carter throws one to 
	the gut, one to the jaw.  Two different styles.  Then they both get 
	hit.  And both slam back into the wall next to each other.  Exchanging 
	a quick look --

				CARTER 
		Where's my gun!

	Before Lee can answer, Sang wakes up and pulls a gun.

	Lee dives, rolls, comes up kicking.  Hitting Sang's hand as he FIRES, 
	sending THE GUN across the room as THE BULLET takes out a CHUNK OF WALL 
	PLASTER right next to Carter's head.

	INT. RESTAURANT -- CONTINUOUS

	The SOUND OF THE GUNSHOT stops everyone from eating.  And all heads 
	look up.  MORE OF SANG'S MEN start for the stairs.

	INT. SECOND FLOOR -- CONTINUOUS

	The office door crashes open and another man slams to the floor.  Lee 
	and Carter run out, right over the top of him.  As GUN FIRE ERUPTS 
	behind them, CHEWING UP THE WALL.

	Carter and Lee race down the stairs.  Slamming into more WAITERS.  
	SCREAMS from the dining room.  PATRONS head for the door.

	INT. KITCHEN -- CONTINUOUS

	Lee and Carter burst in.  Swinging doors hitting another waiter.  His 
	tray goes flying.  He slams back into a chef who loses control of a pan 
	of frying shrimp.

	The kitchen panics.  Chefs and waiters try to get out of the way.  
	Carter and Lee head for the back door.  And then it really hits Lee.  
	He staggers.  Stops.  Carter turns.

				CARTER
		 Come on, let's go!

	 Lee weaves as he tries not to fall.

				CARTER 
		What're you doin'?!

	The door slams opens behind them.  Nailing the poor chef again.

	Lee spins around, falls back into Carter's arms.

				CARTER
		 No, no, don't do this!  This is not 
		the time!

	Carter pushes him up as the men charge into the kitchen. Lee takes a 
	swing, but his hand accidentally hooks a pot of boiling Won Ton soup 
	off the stove, flinging it back at the men as the charge in.  They duck 
	the shower of scalding broth.

	Then Carter starts grabbing every pot off the stove and flinging the 
	hot food at the men.  Lee joins in, throwing a barrage of hot chicken, 
	fish, ribs, bok choi, chow mein, and fried rice at the men.  Lee 
	staggers to keep from falling.

	Then Lee grabs two WHOLE CATFISH on a cutting board as Carter starts 
	throwing boxes of fortune cookies at the men.

	Lee attacks with the two fish.  Hits one in the head, blocks a punch 
	with another.  The fish thud and SMACK with each blow.

	Lee swings the FISH together, slapping one man on both sides of his 
	head.  Two Catfish have never been more deadly.

	Another man comes up from behind, but Lee swings the Catfish under his 
	legs and CATCHES THE MAN BEHIND HIM in the groin -CATFISH MOUTH WIDE 
	OPEN.  Then Lee spins around and slams his hands against the Catfish's 
	mouth. The jaws clamp tight.  The man SCREAMS and buckles.

	A fifth man dives at Lee, but he staggers, grabbing the man and shoving 
	him headfirst into a ROW OF HANGING POTS. HEAD SMACKING into each one.

	A sixth man hits Carter from behind.  Carter spins around, punches the 
	man, knocking him into the hot stove, his hands going down ONTO THE HOT 
	GRIDDLE.  The man screams and turns quickly at Carter who nails him 
	with a huge soup ladle.

	Lee turns, slipping, but kicking behind, catching another man and 
	sending him crashing into a sink - pile of DIRTY DISHES CASCADING DOWN 
	ON TOP OF HIM.

	Lee swings wildly.  Another man ducks, comes back up, pulling a gun, 
	but Lee is still spinning uncontrollably and hits the man the second 
	time around.  The gun flies out of his hand and clanks onto the stove - 
	open flame heating the metal.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. STREET - FANG SHAN RESTAURANT -- CONTINUOUS

	The FBI now in position.  Watching the restaurant. People coming out in 
	a panic.  And among them - Sang.  He blends into the crowd and moves 
	down the street.

	INT. AMBASSADOR'S JAGUAR -- CONTINUOUS

	Han, Russ, Whitney are watching.

				WHITNEY 
		Something's not right.

	Russ checks his watch.

	CUT BACK TO:

	INT. KITCHEN -- CONTINUOUS

	Lee slips, grabbing hold of a refrigerator door to keep from falling.  
	Pulling it open.  Door slamming into the head of number seven, face 
	first.  Then Lee grabs a tray full of knives, slips backward, 
	accidentally flinging them over his head, back at them.

	Everyone hits the floor as the KNIVES impale the wall.

	But one man manages to throw a bottle at Carter.  Carter ducks and the 
	bottle crashes into the stove.  FLAMES ERUPT as the OIL falls onto the 
	gas flames.

	The oil soaked wall BURSTS INTO FLAME.  And the OVERHEATED BULLETS in 
	the gun on the stove start to EXPLODE.

	Carter kicks open the back door as THE KITCHEN starts to FILL WITH 
	BLACK OILY SMOKE.

	EXT. KITCHEN -- CONTINUOUS

	Carter and Lee jump into the alley as the KITCHEN IGNITES.  GAS MAIN 
	BLOWING.  WINDOWS SHATTER.  FLAMES BLOW INTO THE ALLEY. Lee and Carter 
	are knocked down.

	And they get up slowly.  Both are covered in kitchen crap.  Food, oil, 
	dirt.  Now, they move quickly down the alley.

	Then Carter sees his GUN on the ground.  He picks it up.

				CARTER 
		Oh man, I don't even wanna know how it 
		got out here!

	Lee staggers.  Carter grabs him.

	A POLICE CAR roars up in front of them.  POLICE are out, guns drawn, 
	pointing at Carter and Lee.

				POLICE OFFICER 
		Drop the gun!

				CARTER 
		I'm L.A.P.D.

				SECOND POLICE OFFICER 
		Drop the gun now!

				CARTER 
			(reaching for his pocket)
		I've got my i.d.

				POLICE OFFICER 
		No!

	The police crouch, GUNS POINTED AT CARTER.  Carter freezes, hand in 
	pocket.  Then Carter realizes he doesn't have it.

				CARTER 
		No, wait.  I don't have it.
			(to Lee)
		You have it.

				LEE 
		Oh yes.

	Lee, staggering, reaches for his pocket.  The Police IMMEDIATELY TURN 
	their guns on Lee.

				SECOND POLICE OFFICER 
		Nobody move!

	 But Lee suddenly realizes --

				LEE 
		Oh no, I dropped it.

				CARTER 
		You drop my gun and you lose my i.d.?

				LEE 
		I'm sorry.

				POLICE OFFICER 
		You lent him your i.d.?

	Lee is completely leaning against Carter to keep from falling over.  
	Carter hangs on, leaning back against him.

				CARTER 
			(angry)
		Yeah, I lent him my i.d.  You got a 
		problem with that?

				SECOND POLICE OFFICER 
		No, I can see the resemblance. GET 
		YOUR HANDS ON TOP OF YOUR HEADS!

	DISSOLVE TO:

	EXT. CHINESE CONSULATE -- DAY

	THREE FEDERAL UNMARKED CARS screech to a stop in front. Doors open.  
	Lee and Carter are escorted by a BEVY OF FBI AGENTS.

	Both Lee and Carter are still covered with the mess from the kitchen 
	fight.  Carter still partially carries Lee.

				CARTER
			(to Lee)
		Don't worry. We're gonna make a full 
		report.  Bring these boys up to date.  

	Carter looks confidently at the bureau boys surrounding him.  They all 
	look straight ahead, no expression, no comment.

	INT. CHINESE CONSULATE - HAN'S OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

	Carter is split off from Lee by the AGENTS.  Carter is lead into the 
	office.  Lee is escorted up the stairs.

				CARTER 
		Hey, wait a minute, he's with me.

				AGENT 
		Shut up.

	They push Carter into the office.  Pulling the door shut. Lee is lead 
	across the room.

	INT. HAN'S OFFICE -- CONTINUOUS

	Russ is seated behind the desk, on the phone.

				RUSS
		 ... yes, he's here.  Uh-huh... 
		Absolutely.

	 Russ hangs up, stands to face Carter.

				CARTER 
		Okay, let me start from the top.  A 
		few days ago I was on this munitions 
		dealer named Lafontaine. Now, after 
		the shit blew up last night...

				RUSS 
			(interrupting)
		I'm not interested, Carter.  You're no 
		longer on this assignment. 

				CARTER
		What?!

				RUSS
		And your buddy, Mr. Lee, is on his way 
		back to China.  Now, get out. Before I 
		file obstruction of justice charges 
		against you. 

	Carter is stunned. TWO AGENTS open the door behind him. Carter 
	hesitates.  He's angry.  But this is not the time or the place.  He 
	exits.

	INT. ANOTHER ROOM - CHINESE CONSULATE -- DAY

	Han is pacing.  Lee is leaning against a wall to keep from falling 
	over.  Ashamed.  Conversation in MANDARIN.

				LEE 
		I have disappointed you.

				HAN 
		My disappointment is not what matters.

	Lee tries to take a step toward Han, but his knees start to get weak 
	and he leans back against the wall.

	Han turns away from Lee.  He can't stand to look at him in his 
	≥condition≤.

				HAN 
		I have no say in it now.  I must rely 
		upon the FBI to get Soon-Young back.  
		They will escort you to the airport.

				LEE 
		It was Juntao.

	 Han turns.

				HAN 
		Juntao?

	Lee nods.  The door suddenly opens and Carter enters with TWO AGENTS 
	trying to keep him from doing so.  Carter pulls away from them.

				CARTER 
		Mr. Ambassador, I just want you to 
		know that whatever you think Lee did, 
		he didn't.  It was my fault.

				AGENT 
			(to Han)
		Sorry, sir.

	Carter straightens out his dirty coat.  Trying to find some dignity in 
	his filthy appearance.

				CARTER 
		I never intended to risk your 
		daughter's life...

	 The PHONE RINGS.

	 Russ and three agents enter quickly.

				RUSS 
		We've got a call.
			(to agents)
		Get them out!

	The Agents move to Lee and Carter.  Escorting them out of the room.  
	The door closes.

				RUSS 
		Okay, pick it up.

	Han picks up a phone at the same time Russ picks up a second phone.  
	Russ listens in.

				HAN 
			(into phone)
		Yes.

				SANG'S VOICE 
		You have run out of time.  The amount 
		now is two hundred million.  I will 
		call later with instructions.  You 
		will either deliver the money or pick 
		up the body of your daughter.

				HAN 
		Please, you must understand, what 
		happened today was not --

				SOON YOUNG'S VOICE 
		Dad, are you okay?

				HAN 
			(stunned)
		Soon Young!

	INT. VAN -- CONTINUOUS

	Sang is holding the phone to Soon Young.  The black mask has been 
	pulled up so she can talk.

				SOON YOUNG 
		Please, do what they ask or they will 
		kill me.

	 BACK TO HAN

				HAN 
		Soon Young, tell them I will do --

	The phone goes dead.  End of conversation.  Han looks at Russ, then 
	turns away, trying to maintain his composure.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. CHINESE CONSULATE -- CONTINUOUS

	Lee and Carter are waiting outside the consulate.  Agents flanking 
	them.  CARS are driving in through the gates.

				CARTER 
		I'm sorry, Lee.

				LEE 
		Be sorry for Soon Young. She has no 
		chance now.

	The first car pulls up.  Agents opens the back door. Lee gets in.  Car 
	pulls away.

	Second car pulls up.  It's Carter's Cadillac.  Agent gets out, leaves 
	the car running.  Waits by the door.

				CARTER 
		Nice job.

	Carter hands a DOLLAR to the Agent as he gets into the car.  He tears 
	out of the drive as the Agent crumples the bill and throws it after 
	him.

	CUT BACK TO:

	INT. CHINESE CONSULATE -- CONTINUOUS

	Russ, Han, Whitney.  Han is seated, head in hands.

	Whitney gets a call over his radio ear phone.

				WHITNEY 
		Excuse me, sir.  Mr. Griffin has 
		arrived.

	Han looks up.  Russ nods to Whitney, who crosses to the door, opens it.

	Han's face brightens when he sees GRIFFIN.  Griffin smiles.  New hope 
	has arrived.

				GRIFFIN 
		I'm sorry, my friend.  I could not sit 
		back and do nothing.

	Griffin bows to Han.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. FREEWAY -- DAY

	A SEDAN moves past in traffic.

	INT. SEDAN -- CONTINUOUS

	Evans is behind the wheel.  Monroe next to him.  Lee is in the back 
	seat.  He looks out the window at Los Angeles moving past.  A SIGN 
	READS: LAX.

	Lee is feeling very much alone.

	INT. CARTER'S CADILLAC-- CONTINUOUS

	He changes lanes as he follows Lee's car off the freeway. He dials his 
	cell phone one handed.

				CARTER
			(on the phone)
		Don't hang up. Please.

	 INTERCUT

	 With Johnson at home. She just got out of the SHOWER.

				JOHNSON
		You got a lot of guts calling me.

				CARTER
		Yes I do. That's all I got. Guts and 
		you, Johnson. There's no one else I 
		can trust.

				JOHNSON
		You made a fool out of me! In front of 
		the FBI!

				CARTER
		Listen, this ain't about us! It's 
		about a thirteen year old girl. She's 
		not gonna make it. Unless we do 
		something. 

	 That works on Johnson. 

				JOHNSON
		Jesus...what do you want?

				CARTER
		This whole thing is goin' down 
		tonight. I need to know where the 
		Ambassador is gonna be. The Feds will 
		be keepin' a lid on everything. You 
		thing you can do that?

				JOHNSON
		This is my city. I'm a cop. I'll find 
		Ćem.

				CARTER
		Alright, Johnson, thank you.
			(pause)
		So...what are you wearing?

	CLICK.

	CUT TO:

	INT. LAX INTERNATIONAL TERMINAL -- DAY

	Carter moves quickly through the terminal.  Keeping his distance from 
	Evans and Monroe as they escort Lee toward the gate.

	CUT TO:

	INT. CHINA AIRLINES GATE -- CONTINUOUS

	Evans and Monroe exit the plane.

	Lee is sitting in First Class.  Staring out the window. Completely 
	depressed.  Going home in disgrace.

	INT. TERMINAL -- CONTINUOUS

	Evans and Monroe turn from the window and start walking away from the 
	gate.

	We stay with what WOULD HAVE BEEN their POV of the 747. After a beat, a 
	FOOD CART rises up to the 747 door. Carter is leaning against the cart, 
	enjoying the ride.

	INT. 747 -- CONTINUOUS

	Everyone seated.  Lee sits quietly.  Lee looks up. Carter is standing 
	at his seat.

	We HEAR the plane door close in preparation for taxi.

				LEE 
		What are you doing here?

				CARTER
		 Well, I ain't goin' to China.
			(whispering)
		And neither are you.

	Carter moves up the aisle to a FLIGHT ATTENDANT. He takes a 
	handkerchief out of his pocket and puts it over his face.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		Excuse me. I'm declaring a medical 
		emergency.

				FLIGHT ATTENDANT 
		What? Are you sick?

				CARTER 
		No, no, not me.
			(points at Lee)
		My patient.

	 Lee HEARS that he's the sick man. 

				CARTER 
		I am Doctor...Dwight Gooden.  Center 
		for Disease Control. And I have to get 
		him off this airplane. Now.

				FLIGHT ATTENDANT 
		What's wrong with him?

	Lee looks at Carter.  He'd like to know what's wrong with him too.

	Carter WHISPERS VERY LOUDLY so the whole first class compartment can 
	hear.

				CARTER 
		He escaped from our clinic. He's got 
		the Eboola...Moola virus. Very deadly. 
		It's transmitted by the breath.

	A collective GASP goes up from the first class passengers.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		Especially bad breath.

	Lee immediately starts MOANING. Carter suddenly goes into FAKE CHINESE, 
	directed at Lee.

	Lee looks at him for a beat and then ANSWERS IN REAL MANDARIN.

				CARTER
		Oh God, we're in trouble. He's already 
		started the chills...

	 Lee starts SHAKING like he has a fever.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		And diarrhea.

	 Lee looks at him like, ≥how am I supposed to do that?≤

				CARTER (cont'd)
		I mean gas?

	Lee looks over at a middle aged woman, and COUGHS at her. The woman 
	SCREAMS.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		Open the door!

				FLIGHT ATTENDANT 
		I can't open the door! We're ready to 
		taxi.

				CARTER 
		Open the door now!

				FLIGHT ATTENDANT 
		But I --

	Lee turns to a BANK PRESIDENT sitting next to him. He coughs at him. 
	The guy SCREAMS and covers his face with his WALL STREET JOURNAL.

	Carter pulls Lee out of the seat.

				CARTER 
		Open the door, open the door!

	 Carter goes into another burst of FAKE CHINESE.

	 Lee HOWLS and MOANS.

				CARTER
		Hurry!  The projectile vomiting is 
		about to begin!

	The Flight Attendant rushes to the door, opens it.

	And Lee runs for it, continuing to HOWL with Carter clinging to him.

	CUT TO:

	INT. CHINESE CONSULATE - HAN'S OFFICE -- DAY

	Russ, Han, Whitney and other Agents.  Griffin has the floor.

				GRIFFIN 
		For fifteen years, Juntao has been the 
		most powerful crime lord in southeast 
		Asia, until the Chinese government 
		regained control of Hong Kong.  The 
		British Government tried to bring down 
		his operation, but failed.

				RUSS 
		But why the Ambassador's daughter?

				HAN 
		One of the last efforts between the 
		British and the Chinese Governments 
		was to raid every known asset of 
		Juntao's operation.  We confiscated 
		over five hundred million dollars in 
		weapons, drugs and a collection of 
		Chinese art unsurpassed in the world.

				GRIFFIN
		 But Juntao disappeared once again.  
		Without witnesses.

				WHITNEY 
		Will he kill the girl?

				GRIFFIN 
		I don't know.  According to our 
		informant, Juntao is seeking 
		restitution.  My advise is... pay the 
		money. 

	CUT TO:

	INT. CHINESE CONSULATE - HAN'S OFFICE -- NIGHT

	The phone rings.  Machines go into action.  All FBI Agents in the room 
	are looking tired, worn out by the ordeal.  Han, now dressed in a tux, 
	enters quickly, moving to the phone.  Answers.

				HAN 
		Hello.

				SANG'S VOICE 
		Take the money with you tonight. Pack 
		it in six dragons. You will be 
		contacted again.

				HAN 
		I want to speak with my daughter!
	

	The phone clicks dead.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. JOHNSON'S APARTMENT-NIGHT

	The door opens revealing Johnson dressed in an elegant sequined evening 
	gown. She looks gorgeous.

				CARTER
		Oh my god...what happened to you?

				JOHNSON 
		It's called a dress.

				CARTER 
		It's called you're gonna kill me.  
		What're you doin' with that on?

	Johnson crosses the room.  Picks up TWO TUXEDOS hanging on a door.

				JOHNSON 
		The Ambassador is hosting the closing 
		night of Chinese Expo at the 
		Convention Center. It's black tie.

	 Carter is trying not to look at Johnson's cleavage.

				CARTER
		Well...OK. Good job.

	 Johnson hands one tux to Carter, the other to Lee.

				JOHNSON
			(to Lee)
		I'm Johnson. I had to guess at your 
		size.

				LEE 
		Thank you. You look very beautiful.

	 Johnson smiles.

				CARTER 
			(to Lee)
		Hey, stop that. We're workin' here! I 
		can't believe you be talkin' that 
		shit. That's totally unprofessional!

	Carter grabs his tux and storms into the bathroom.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. HELICOPTER-NIGHT

	It lifts off from Van Nuys and swoops over our heads.

	INT.HELICOPTER-NIGHT

	The PILOT is Asian.  TWO MEN are in the back.  We recognize them from 
	the fight at the restaurant.  They each carry automatic weapons.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. JOHNSON'S APARTMENT-NIGHT

	Lee and Carter walk up to the Cadillac dressed in their tuxedos. 
	Johnson stops dead when she sees the car.

				JOHNSON
		Wait a minute. I'm not riding in that.

				CARTER
		What?! This is a class ride, Johnson.

				JOHNSON
		Yeah, if you're Superfly.

				CARTER
		That's it! You can attack me, but when 
		you attack my car, I cannot forgive! 
		You in the back, girl!

	Lee gallantly opens the door for Johnson who reluctantly gets in the 
	back seat. Lee starts to get back there with her.

				CARTER (cont'd)
			(to Lee)
		Where the hell are you goin'?!

	Lee gets up front.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. CONVENTION CENTER-- NIGHT

	CHINESE FLAGS flutter over the event.  Lots of sparkle. MEN in tuxedos 
	and WOMEN in gowns are arriving. Over the entrance we see a huge banner 
	- CHINESE EXPO.

	INT.SOUTH HALL (CONVENTION CENTER) -- CONTINUOUS

	Escalators move down to a huge room filled with art of all kinds, 
	including huge sculptures, Chinese screens, glass and ceramic vases in 
	large DISPLAY CASES. In fact, we may recognize some of the art from the 
	opening bust in Hong Kong.

	Dominating the center of the room is a LARGE BUDDHA standing on the 
	edge of a HUGE POOL filled with water.

	A REFRESHMENT STAND is doing brisk business.

	We see Ambassador Han and his wife circulating, shaking hands, talking.  
	Trying their best not to show their tension and fear.

	Griffin is with them.  Glass of wine in hand.  Shaking hands and 
	chatting.

	Whitney moves through the crowd of people.  Keeping watch on Han.  He 
	glances across the room at Monroe.  Monroe is also alert.  But they are 
	both in tuxes.  And unless you knew they were FBI, you couldn't tell.

	INT. FBI SURVEILLANCE VAN -- NIGHT

	AGENTS monitor the event with video monitors and listening devices.

	ON ONE OF THE MONITORS

	We see the Cadillac pull up with Carter, Johnson and Lee.

				AGENT
		 California License.  Three people 
		inside.  African American male.  Asian 
		male.  

	 A CAMERA ZOOMS in on the plate.

				AGENT 
		Running plate.

	INT. UNDERCOVER CAR -- NIGHT

	Evans and Monroe, parked back from the entrance. Connected to the van 
	by radio.  Monroe perks up at the description.

				MONROE 
		African American male with Asian male?

	 Monroe looks at Evans.

				EVANS
		 It can't be.

	 Monroe picks up his binoculars --

				MONROE 
		Oh shit.

	EXT. CONVENTION CENTER-NIGHT

	Carter, Lee and Johnson move over a red carpet and enter the Convention 
	Center.

	INT. A ROOM ON THE SECOND FLOOR

	SIX CERAMIC DRAGONS are being loaded with 200 million dollars in U.S. 
	CASH. Russ watches as he gets the call.

				EVANS VOICE 
		Sir, we just identified Carter and 
		Lee.

				RUSS 
		What?

				EVANS VOICE 
		They've just arrived.  With a woman.  
		We don't have an i.d. on her.

				RUSS 
		I want them picked up. NOW!

	ON THE HELICOPTER

	It banks over a freeway, heading for downtown.

	INT. SOUTH HALL -- CONTINUOUS

	Griffin looks at his watch. Glances across the room at ONE OF THE 
	SECURITY GUARDS standing in the b.g.

	We see it's Sang.

	Griffin glances at TWO MORE SECURITY GUARDS.  Shu and Chung.

	ON HAN

	A SOCIALITE crosses to him.

				SOCIALITE 
		The exhibit is extraordinary, Mr. 
		Ambassador.  I hope this is just the 
		beginning of more cultural exchanges 
		between our two countries.

	Han forces a smile.

	INT. SOUTH LOBBY

	Carter, Lee and Johnson come down the escalator into the hall.

	ON WHITNEY

	He gets some disturbing news over his ear phone.

				WHITNEY 
			(into radio)
		How the hell did they get here?

	Whitney turns quickly, scanning the crowd.  But the place is packed.  
	Black ties and gowns everywhere.

	ON CARTER, JOHNSON, LEE

	They're walking past the exhibits.

				LEE 
		Oh no.

				CARTER 
		What?

				LEE 
		The art.

				JOHNSON 
			(to Lee)
		You don't like it?

				CARTER
		It's okay. For restaurants. 

				LEE 
		No, it is China, my country, my 
		history.  If any of it gets damaged...

				CARTER 
		Hey, don't worry.  Nothing's gonna 
		happen to it.

	 Carter turns and sees Griffin through the crowd.

				CARTER 
		Wait. That guy. I saw him outside the 
		restaurant.

	Carter points through the crowd at Griffin. Lee is shocked.

				LEE 
		Oh my god. Griffin.

				CARTER 
		You know him?

	But Lee is already moving toward Griffin.

	ON GRIFFIN

	He's talking with someone when he happens to catch Lee moving towards 
	him. He never loses his smile. Until he sees Lee mouth the word:

				LEE
		Juntao.

	Griffin looks around and sees Carter moving in from another direction.

	Griffin quickly excuses himself and heads for the escalator.

	ON WHITNEY

	He spots Carter and Johnson moving towards the escalator as they follow 
	Griffin.

				WHITNEY
			(into RADIO)
		Wait. I see Carter. Request assistance 
		immediately.

	Suddenly, Johnson appears at Whitney's side. She flashes her LAPD badge 
	and says:

				JOHNSON
		I got to talk to you. Now.

	ON GRIFFIN

	He moves to a PODIUM WITH A MICROPHONE that overlooks the room below.

				GRIFFIN
		Ladies and Gentlemen, can I have your 
		attention please?

	 The crowd hushes.

				GRIFFIN (cont'd)
		Welcome to Chinese Expo. The exhibit 
		you see before you represents over a 
		thousand years of Chinese art. Up 
		until several months ago, most of this 
		exhibit was in the hands of one 
		private collector.
			(pause)
		Me. So, I should say more correctly, 
		welcome to my exhibit. 

	ON HAN

	He looks up with a puzzled expression at his friend.

	ON WHITNEY

	He looks up at Griffin too as Johnson keeps filling him in.

				GRIFFIN (cont'd)
		Great collectors are born, not made. 
		It took most of my life to find and 
		catalog the priceless pieces you see. 
		And then, in one fell swoop, they were 
		taken from me. But tonight, I will be 
		paid in full.

	 Griffin holds up a DETONATOR.

				GRIFFIN (cont'd)
		A bomb is wired to Ambassador Han's 
		daughter in a car outside. 

	AUDIBLE GASPS from the floor.

	Carter immediately ducks down in the crowd and runs bent over for the 
	exit.

	ON WHITNEY

	He turns to his lapel mike. It's immediately ripped off his collar by 
	Sang.

	Other agents on the floor are quickly stopped from communicating by 
	Griffin's men.

				GRIFFIN (cont'd)
		No one moves!

	 Lee stares up at Griffin trying to figure out what to do.

				GRIFFIN (cont'd)
		She will die if I push this button. 
		But if you are all patient, my 
		transportation will be here shortly 
		and you can continue to enjoy my 
		collection. Everyone just stay calm. 
			(to Han)
		You just picked on the wrong guy, my 
		friend.

	INT.THE SECOND FLOOR ROOM

	Russ, unaware of the situation on the exhibit floor, continues to 
	monitor the loading of the dragons.

	CUT TO:

	EXT. STREET -- NIGHT

	Shu is leaning against the van in the parking lot.

				MAN'S VOICE 
		You're parked in a red zone.

	 Shu turns quickly at the sound of the voice.  Suddenly 
	 facing Carter who has his gun out, pointed at him.

				CARTER 
		It's not red now, but you try 
		anything, and it's gonna be blood red. 

	 Carter moves up to him, keeping the gun leveled.

				CARTER 
		Only one problem.  I forgot my cuffs.

	He grabs Shu's head and slams it into the side of the van.  Shu drops.  
	Out cold.

	Carter pulls keys from Shu's pocket.

				CARTER 
		You have the right to remain silent 
		alllll night.

	Carter moves to the back of the van.  Looks at the LICENSE.  
	CALIFORNIA.  LIK.

	Unlocks the back door.  Stands back, ready to shoot, as he opens the 
	door.  Looks in.

	ON SOON YOUNG

	She's in the back of the van.  Black hood over her face. She's wearing 
	a BULKY VEST that is covered with plastic explosive.

	Carter pulls the hood off.

				CARTER
		Hi. Detective Carter, LAPD. Let's get 
		this thing off you.

				SOON YOUNG
			(near tears)
		NO! Don't touch it! I heard them say 
		it will explode.

	 Carter hesitates.

	CUT TO:

	INT.CONVENTION CENTER

	Griffin stands at the podium, still holding the detonator high so 
	everyone can see it.

	He speaks quietly into his lapel mike.

				GRIFFIN
		Where are you?

	 INT. HELICOPTER-NIGHT

	 The pilot keys his mike.

				PILOT
		Three minutes.

	INT.CONVENTION CENTER

	Griffin nods to Sang down on the floor. Sang starts moving up the 
	escalator.

				GRIFFIN
		Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. We'll 
		be calling this an evening.

	Suddenly we HEAR a CLATTER AND RUMBLE.  Low at first, but building 
	LOUDER and LOUDER.  Everyone turns.

	THROUGH THE PLATE GLASS WINDOW we can SEE THE VAN tearing up the museum 
	steps.  Right toward the window.

	And it's not stopping.

	ON THE VAN

	It crashes RIGHT INTO THE WINDOW.  Everyone scatters. The Van roars 
	into the hall. It knocks over a huge DISPLAY CASE scattering glass 
	everywhere. Finally, it RAMS the refreshment booth and stops in the 
	middle of the room.

	The BACK DOORS OPEN and Carter steps out with Soon Young who is still 
	wearing the bomb.

				CARTER 
			(to Griffin)
		Okay, asshole, here's your bomb.  You 
		wanna blow somebody up, go ahead.  
		Push the button.  Let's blow everybody 
		up.

	Everyone who didn't panic before, does now. People start running.

				HAN 
		Soon Young!

	An FBI AGENT grabs Han and his wife and pushes them down on the floor.

	Lee and Johnson run to Soon Young's side.

	ON GRIFFIN

	For the first time, he looks scared. He turns away from the podium and 
	runs.

	Sang turns on the escalator, pulls a MAC 10 and sprays the room.

	FBI agents on the floor take cover behind the priceless art work, pull 
	guns and start firing.

	Griffin's men return fire as the last of the black tie crowd hit the 
	deck.

	Johnson grabs Soon Young and ducks back in the van with Lee.

	Carter fires several times as he follows them.

	CUT TO:

	INT. THE SECOND FLOOR ROOM

	The last of the money is being loaded from one remaining suitcase and 
	put into the dragons by two agents.  Russ watches.

	Suddenly, Griffin runs into the room and opens fire with a nine 
	millimeter.

	He hits the two agents doing the packing. Russ, totally taken by 
	surprise, reaches for his weapon, but Russ cuts him down.

	Griffin grabs the last full suitcase and runs out.

	CUT TO:

	INT. THE VAN

	Johnson is studying the bomb. Soon Young continues to whimper.

				JOHNSON
			(to Soon Young)
		It's gonna be OK.

	The battle RAGES outside. Occasionally, the van is hit by gun fire.

				CARTER
		Can you get it off?

	Johnson doesn't answer. Instead, she pulls a SWISS ARMY KNIFE out of 
	her dainty purse, flips out the tiny scissors and cuts TWO WIRES 
	leading to one of the CLASPS on the vest.

				JOHNSON
		OK.

	 Lee helps her take the vest off. Johnson hands it to Lee.

				JOHNSON (cont'd)
		Get rid of it. The detonator can still 
		set it off. And this...

	 She points to a SWITCH on the front of the vest. 

				JOHNSON (cont'd)
		Don't touch. It's a back up. Short 
		fuse. Five...maybe ten seconds.

				CARTER
		I'll cover you.

	At that moment, the van is hit hard with automatic fire. Johnson throws 
	herself over Soon Young as Carter and Lee dive out the back door.

	INT.THE HALL

	Carter and Lee jump behind the Buddha. Gunfire erupts from all 
	quarters.

				CARTER
			(to Lee)
		Go! 

	Lee takes off for the escalator. He runs half way up when Russ appears 
	at the top. He's bleeding badly and staggering.

				RUSS
			(to Lee)
		Griffin...the elevator.

	Russ collapses. Lee looks up. A hundred and fifty feet above him, we 
	see a catwalk below the skylights that make up the roof.  The catwalk 
	leads to AN OPEN ROOF DOOR.

	Lee scans the ceiling and spots an ENCLOSED LADDER that leads all the 
	way up to the catwalk. He takes off.

	CUT TO:

	INT. AN ELEVATOR

	Griffin keys his mike.

				GRIFFIN
			(into radio)
		Plan B. Meet me on the roof.

	INT. THE HELICOPTER

	The pilot is just getting ready to set the chopper down in the parking 
	lot. He aborts and pulls full power.

	The chopper starts to rise.

	INT. THE HALL

	Lee reaches the ladder, PUTS THE BOMB JACKET ON and starts climbing.

	ON CARTER

	He runs up the escalator and bends down to Russ. He's alive but hurt 
	bad. Carter turns and sees SANG running and firing BELOW HIM.

	Carter leaps off the escalator and lands on Sang.

	INT. THE ELEVATOR

	Griffin looks down at the detonator in his hand. For a second he looks 
	like he's going to push the button. But he hesitates.

	INT. THE LADDER

	Lee is flying up it at superhuman speed. When the inside ladder proves 
	too slow, he switches to the outside GUARD CAGE and climbs that.

	ON SANG AND CARTER

	Sang is kicking the shit out of Carter. Carter gets in one punch and 
	Sang hits him three times and sweeps his feet out from under him.

	EXT. THE ELEVATOR

	The doors open and Griffin walks out onto the catwalk that runs just 
	below the ceiling. He looks down.

	GRIFFIN'S POV

	Below him, the battle still rages, but FBI agents are getting the upper 
	hand.

	Griffin holds up the detonator. His thumb covers the button.

				LEE'S VOICE
		Looking for this?

	Griffin looks up and sees Lee, breathing hard, on the other side of the 
	catwalk. He's pointing to the bomb that he's wearing.

	Griffin fires two shots at Lee that ricochet off the catwalk railing. 
	Lee hits the floor of the catwalk.

	INT. THE HALL

	Two of Griffin's men are cut down by Whitney as they try to escape up 
	the escalator.

	ON SANG AND CARTER

	Sang KICKS Carter in the face and he goes down. Sang practically 
	stumbles over Carter's gun and picks it up. Carter staggers to his 
	feet.

	Sang points the gun at Carter and cocks it.

				CARTER
		That's my gun, mother fucker.

	Carter's hands fly, doing Lee's routine. Suddenly, the gun ends up in 
	Carter's hands.

	Sang leaps for the gun. Carter drills him in the forehead.

	INT. THE CATWALK

	Griffin fires at Lee as he tries to make his way around to the roof 
	door. Lee CRAWLS. Suddenly, a ROAR starts a second before we see the 
	CHOPPER rise into a hover.

	Griffin runs around the catwalk for the door.

	Lee looks up and sees a ROPE AND PULLEY hanging over the abyss. He 
	leaps for the railing and dives out into space.

	He catches the rope and starts riding it to the other side of the 
	catwalk.

	Griffin sees him coming and fires on the run. He misses. Clicks. The 
	gun is empty.  He throws his gun and hits Lee in the HEAD with it. Lee 
	almost falls and then:

	WHAM! Lee runs right into Griffin. They crumple on the catwalk.

	INT.THE HALL

	Things are under the control of the FBI.

	Carter is holstering his gun when he hears Griffin's shot. And then a 
	second later, the gun smashes into the marble floor.

	He looks up and sees them fighting on the catwalk.

	INT. THE CATWALK

	Griffin tries to push a groggy Lee off him but he won't let go of his 
	legs. Griffin starts beating Lee over the head with the suitcase. It 
	POPS open and ten million dollars flutters out like confetti.

	Lee pushes through the money, stands up and grabs Griffin. Griffin 
	tries to get away and HITS THE SWITCH ON THE JACKET.

	They both stop and look at each other in panic. Then Griffin HEAD BUTTS 
	Lee. Lee starts to go down, but instead, he HEAD BUTTS Griffin back. 
	Griffin crumples.

	Lee holds him, wriggles out of the vest and PUTS IT ON GRIFFIN. Then he 
	looks down, tips them both over the railing and THEY FALL.

	WHACK! Lee grabs THE BOTTOM OF THE CATWALK as he goes by. 
	Unfortunately, Griffin woke up and is holding onto Lee's foot. Lee 
	kicks once. Twice. The third is a charm.

	Griffin falls backwards toward THE BUDDHA POOL. He falls and falls, all 
	the while looking back up at Lee.  He hits with a huge splash.

	CLOSE ON

	Griffin's face under water. He's still alive. KABOOM!

	INT. THE HALL

	A SHOWER OF WATER falls over the hall. Everybody gets wet.

	DISSOLVE TO:

	EXT. MUSEUM -- LATER

	The FBI is escorting the bad guys out of the building. Sang is escorted 
	out by the CORONER.  Han approaches Lee. Extends his hand.

				HAN 
		I owe you everything.

				LEE
		 Only your friendship.

	 Lee looks around at all the BROKEN ART.

				LEE (cont'd)
		It is so sad. So much beauty ruined. 
		So much of our culture gone.

				HAN
		Yes. But...
			(pointing)
		Life goes on.

	He's pointing to Soon Young who is in the arms of her mother. Lee 
	smiles.

	ON CARTER

	He's standing next to Whitney at the top of the escalator. Both Carter 
	and Whitney are SOAKING WET from the water explosion.

	Whitney is just hanging up a cellular.

				WHITNEY
			(to Carter)
		He'll be OK. Russ is a tough son of a 
		bitch.

				CARTER
		Tell me about it.

				WHITNEY
		He was just doing his job.

				CARTER
		So was I.

				LEE VO
		And me too.

	Lee is standing behind Whitney. Whitney looks a little embarrassed now.

				WHITNEY
			(mumbling)
		And the FBI appreciates it.

	 Whitney walks away.

				CARTER
		Prick.

	Carter looks at Lee and points up to the ladder that leads to the 
	catwalk.

				CARTER (cont'd)
		You got circus blood in you?

				LEE
		Shortcut.

	Carter laughs and looks down the escalator.

	ON JOHNSON

	She's sitting on the last step. She's SOAKING WET too. Her hair and 
	dress are ruined. She looks depressed.

	Carter walks down to her.

				CARTER
		You OK?

				JOHNSON
		We saved the girl and got the bad 
		guys, didn't we?

				CARTER
		Yeah. So why you look do down?

				JOHNSON
		Look at me! My dress is ruined. I look 
		like shit.

				CARTER
		Not to me. Never to me.

	 Johnson stares at him for a long beat.

				JOHNSON
		How about a lift home?

				CARTER
		Absolutely. I'll even let you ride in 
		the front seat.

	DISSOLVE TO:

	INT. 747 -- NIGHT

	Lee is seated, eyes closed, listening to MUSIC over his headphones.  
	Carter walks down the aisle and takes the seat next to him.

				CARTER 
		Yo, what's up?

	 Lee opens his eyes.  Smiles.

				LEE 
		What a surprise!

				CARTER 
		FBI calls up my ass, says they need 
		help in Tokyo.  Like I'm supposed to 
		drop everything.

				LEE 
		It's Hong Kong, not Tokyo.  My country 
		asked for the best.  I told them that 
		was you.  Now I will show you around 
		my Ćhood.  

				CARTER
		 No shark fin, no camel hump.
			(re: CD player)
		What you listenin' to?

				LEE 
		Oh, I think you like this very much.

	Carter puts on the head phones.  We HEAR the first few bars of HELP ME 
	RHONDA.  Carter's face freezes.

	THE 747 -- CONTINUOUS

	glides toward Hong Kong to the All-American music of the Beach Boys.

	FADE OUT: