Smokey and the Bandit Page #3

Kyle coughs again.

BANDIT:

(hat over his face)

Could you turn your head?

Bandit gets up and begins untying the hammock from the tree.

Kyle crosses to him.

BANDIT:

Look, Kyle; I ain't in this Truck

Roadeo for the money. It's the

challenge. You know, the ecstasy of

victory, the agony of defeat.

Kyle looks out at the cheering crowd.

KYLE:

I can't believe there's two thousand

people here to watch a bunch of guys

back up their trucks.

BANDIT:

America's bored.

(then)

Now, what do you want?

KYLE:

You to forget this dumbass Roadeo

and take on a real challenge.

As Bandit turns to him, we:

CUT TO:

BANDIT'S TRUCK - DAY

Bandit, wearing aviator shades and his cowboy hat, is backing

the truck up and shouting down to Kyle and Dickey on the

ground.

BANDIT:

You're crazy, man. Smart dresser,

but crazy.

KYLE:

What's the matter? Legend has it

Bandit LaRue's king of the road.

BANDIT:

I can make it to Texarkana and back

in twenty-eight hours... that's no

sweat.

DICKEY:

It ain't ever been done before, hot

sh*t.

BANDIT:

(smiles at Dickey,

then)

See, running Coors Beer east of Texas

is what bothers me. It makes me a

bootlegger.

KYLE:

I hear a few weeks ago you smuggled

sixteen Beaners up to West Virginia.

BANDIT:

You know how rumors start.

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