Rush Hour 2 Page #2

LEE:

(whispering from side of stage)

Carter, get off that stage!

CARTER:

Are you kidding, they love me. I'm a

star, Lee. A god to these people!

Carter resumes singing, really getting down. Moonwalking to

the EDGE of the STATE where Lee PULLS HIM OFF.

LEE:

This is a gangster bar, we're here

undercover.

CARTER:

I knew you were lying.

LEE:

I'm sorry.

CARTER:

Damn it, why are you ruining my night?

I'm just starting to have fun.

(beat)

Well fine then, go ahead, pull your

badge and do your thing.

LEE:

No, we're here for information, to find

out where a man named Ricky Tan is. We

must tread softly and keep our ears

open.

CARTER:

Tread softly? Who taught you how to

roost a bar?

LEE:

Carter, you don't understand. These men

are Fu-Cang-Long Triads. Part of the

most deadly gang in China.

CARTER:

Man, are you crazy? You think that

scares me? I'm from L.A. We invented

gangs. We were having gang wars before

anybody even thought about it. We get

royalties from other gangs. Now gimme

your badge and gun and I'll show you how

it's done.

LEE:

No. You are a civilian. In China, I am

Michael Jackson, and you are Toto.

CARTER:

You mean Tito. We had Toto for dinner

last night.

Before Lee can react, Carter has lifted Lee's badge and gun.

Carter bounds back on stage, pulls the plug on the music and

fires three SHOTS into the ceiling, silencing the bar.

CARTER (CONT'D)

(Chinese)

Deng wa lu yun, shen wu wattu masu wang

lui.

Nobody moves. Strange looks from the crowd. Carter turns to

Lee.

CARTER (CONT'D)

(whispering)

What'd I say?

LEE:

You just said you're their worst

nightmare - and to line their mothers up

for a milking.

CARTER:

Sh*t. C'mon, get up here and help me

out.

Reluctantly, Lee gets on stage. More looks from the Chinese

as Carter speaks, Lee translating.

CARTER (CONT'D)

Okay, all the Triads and ugly women go

to that side, all fine ass women on this

side.

Nobody moves. Carter fires two more shots in the ceiling.

CARTER (CONT'D)

Let's try this again. Who here knows

Ricky Tan, raise your hand.

Nobody moves.

CARTER (CONT'D)

Who here is named Lee? Raise your hand.

Nobody moves.

CARTER (CONT'D)

Now I know you're lying.

The crowd still hasn't moved. Except in the back, where Lee

spots several GANGSTERS leaving. As Lee runs off stage --

CARTER (CONT'D)

(as they run out)

I come back and catch y'all singing

Michael Jackson and you're all going to

jail.

EXT. RAVEN CLUB - NIGHT

Lee and Carter run into the street, just in time to see HU LI

and several gangsters round a corner.

CARTER:

Stop! LAPD!

Lee takes off and chases them on foot.

EXT. HONG KONG STREET - NIGHT

EXT. HONG KONG STREET - NIGHT

The far end of the street is BLOCKED BY MARKET STALLS. The

GANGSTERS look around frantically. An apartment building is

under CONSTRUCTION, massive BAMBOO SCAFFOLDING top to bottom.

Their only way out is UP.

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