The Italian Job Page #4

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EXT. MOUNTAINOUS ROAD -FIRST LIGHT OF DAWN

The Humvee climbs into the mountain ranges of the Alps.

INT. HUMVEE (MOVING)

The gold is in three crates in the cargo bay.

Handsome Rob and Steve are still up front. The others are i

the back seats, the divers out of their scuba gear. They are

pouring champagne into paper cups; except for Bridger who

abstains. He holds up his empty cup.

JOHN BRIDGER:

My name is John and I'm a very rich

alcoholic. And I'm going to live my life

one very rich day at a time.

THE CREW:

Alright, John!

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

TThhey llaughhandd pounddthheiir ffiists agaiinst thhe rooffoff thhe

Humvee. Charlie pulls out the cigar Bridger gave him. As

Bridger lights it for him —

JOHN BRIDGER:

You planned this one down to a t, kid.

It's a gift. You saw the big picture,

made contingencies, covered the angles..

Hearing this, Steve looks a little jealous.

JOHN BRIDGER (CONT'D)

Sh*t, you made thirty million dollars in

gold drop out of sight without holding a

gun. Who else could've pulled that off?

CHARLIE:

You could've. I had big shoes to fill.

JOHN BRIDGER:

Fill the shoes but don't follow the

footprints.

CHARLIE:

What're you talking about? You've lived

the life.

JOHN BRIDGER:

My life's been nothing but fake IDs, fake

business cards and divorce papers. This

is the only thing that's real.

Bridger shows him a photograph of Stella that he keeps in his

wallet.

CHARLIE:

Stella's a beautiful girl.

JOHN BRIDGER:

She's amazing. And I spent half her

childhood in prison. This is a once in a •

lifetime haul, Charlie. Bring down the

curtain after this one. Make a new life.

Find someone amazing and be there for

her. • •''•' .

As the advice escapes Bridger's mouth —

EXT. MOUNTAINOUS ROAD

A Jeep thunders out of a hiding place in the trees and blocks

the road. The Humvee brakes to avoid running into it.

(CONTINUED)

CONTINUED:

HANDSOME ROB:

Sh*t.

Click. That's the sound of a gun cocking as it's pressed

against Handsome Rob's temple.

STEVE:

Anyone acts stupid and his brains go on

the windshield.

They see the two Italian Inspectors jump out of the Jeep,

AK-47s leveled at the crew. Steve has double-crossed them.

On the crew:
shocked would be a good place to start.

CHARLIE:

What the hell do you think you're doing?

STEVE:

Sorry Charlie. But I want the box of

Cracker Jack all to myself.

The Italians pull the crates of gold out of the back of the

Humvee.

CHARLIE:

You're not thinking this through. It's a

stupid move.

STEVE:

Think so? Well you're the brilliant one.

The Master Planner. Isn't that so, John?

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