Point Break Page #4

CUT TO:

UNDERWATER:

A blue field with a pulsing network of rippling lines.

VOOM! A figure rockets down INTO FRAME in a curtain of

bubbles. A gawky AGENT, in less than stylish FBI trunks,

flails around blindfolded looking for bricks at the bottom

of a pool.

INT. GYMNASIUM POOL - DAY

The pool casts wavy distortions upon TWO DOZEN MEN, all

grumbling as they stand in line, wearing T-shirts with FBI

logos, sweats and sneakers. We hear a splash, and the men

shuffle forward.

PAPPAS (V.O.)

The dolls love this baby. It brings

them luck when they rub it -- right

between their buttons.

CLOSE ON tape measure wrapped around a generous belly.

PULL BACK to reveal VETERAN AGENT COREY measuring the

ample waist of ANGELO PAPPAS. This 54 year old silver

haired Greek stands rubbing his belly like a Zulu chief.

COREY:

Angelo, we need a bigger tape.

PAPPAS:

Just read the goddamn number.

COREY:

Still a 46. Maybe we can cinch it

down, wear a girdle--

PAPPAS:

Screw you and this holistic fitness

crap! At least my arms don't flap

in the wind.

Corey secretly squeezes his bicep as...

A whistle blows. A broad shouldered MAN wearing an FBI

cap barks at the Greek.

BIG SHOULDERS:

Okay, Pappas, let's put on the

blindfold. Wanna see you retrieve

at least two bricks from the bottom.

JOHNNY UTAH enters the pool area in the distance. Says

something to one of the agents. Is pointed toward us as--

Corey ties the blindfold and guides Pappas to the edge of

the pool.

PAPPAS:

I've been in the field 33 years,

fired my piece 23 times in the line

of duty, and I got no idea what a

blind man fetching bricks has gotta

do with being a Special Agent!

Johnny has walked up. Pappas, blindfolded, turns directly

to Utah as he continues, thinking it's Corey.

PAPPAS:

Added to which indignity, I got

three months left to retirement and

they saddle me with some blue-flamer

fresh out of Quantico for a partner.

Some quarterback punk, Johnny Unitas

or something.

UTAH:

The sh*t they pull, huh?

Pappas snorts agreement and cannonballs into the pool.

Huge backblast of water. The other agents hoot and

holler.

Corey swears and wipes off his clipboard.

Johnny steps to the edge, looks down.

We see the blindfolded Pappas groveling along the bottom.

The other agents cheer as Pappas heads for the surface.

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