and Theo moving down the corridor, they hear the transmission
) also. McClane stops Theo and grabs his CB.
MCCLANE
(to CB)
That's okay, you got him. You the guy in the car?
INTERCUT:
' 173 EXT. POLICE OPERATIONS TRAILER 173
Powell stands in front of his destroyed cruiser and looks up
at the building. Behind him technicians, City Power and Light
personnel, SWAT officers in protective gear, move in all
directions. A trailer is being backed into a side street,
which will become the police center of operations. It is like
watching a small town being constructed right before your eyes,
POWELL
(to CB)
What's left of him. I left my stomach over there. Can you identify yourself?
MCCLANE
Not now. Let me tell you what I can quickly, because I might have to get out of here fast. These guys mean business. Besides the peashooters they went after you with they've also got anti-tank weapons and surface to air missies.
/?P\ POWELL
How many are there?
A98
f* MCCLANE
Don't know but I've killed three,
including the one who fell out
of Santa's sleigh.
POWELL
(dryly)
Yeah, let's not forget him.
MCCLANE
The leader goes by the name, Hans. He's locked down the elevators. Also, I haven't found one of them yet who didn't carry a radio so you can bet they're monitoring this call. Channel twenty-six seems to be their inter-office number but they move it around and it's in German, so get someone who speaks it to give you a play by play.
POWELL
Sounds like you know this bunch pretty well.
fm*. MCCLANE
' We've gotten pretty intimate
waiting on you guys to get here.
POWELL
I hear you...Well, we're here now, partner...What do I call you?
MCCLANE
'Partner' suits me fine.
POWELL
You got it. Now, listen to me, if you think of anything else you let me know. In the meantime I want you to find a safe place and hole-up and let us do our job. Understand?
MCCLANE
(to CB)
They're all yours, Al. Good luck.
McClane turns off his CB and sits against the wall. Theo
slumps against the wall opposite McClane, beneath a roster of
offices and names for the floor.
THEO
Why wouldn't you tell them your name?
A98
f*^ McClane pulls out a candy bar from the kit bag and offers Theo
one. Theo shakes his head and McClane unwraps it.
MCCLANE
Just something I don't want broadcast everywhere.
THEO
You got a friend or something downstairs?
MCCLANE
(beat)
You're a smart guy.
Theo grins, and ties his shoe.
MCCLANE
It's McClane...John McClane.
Theo extends a hand across the corridor.
THEO
(shaking hands with McClane)
», Bill Clay.
MCCLANE
This usual for you to be working on Christmas Eve?
THEO
Getting ready to go to Mexico next week. Trying to finish up some work.
McClane pulls out another candy bar and offers it to Theo.
This time the terrorist takes it. McClane looks around the
darkened hallways. He clearly doesn't like it. Casually
McClane's glance goes over Theo's head.
174 HIS P.O.V. 174
The roster of names of employees.
175 CLOSER 175
We MOVE DOWN the row of names beginning with C on the roster —
passing CAMPBELL, S.; CLAY, Wm.; CRAWFORD, L. and suddenly we're
in the D's.
yffS*\
176 ON MCCLANE 176
His glance drops subtly from the roster and he takes another
bite of his candy bar.
A 9 8 (CONTINUED)
MCCLANE
You know how to use a handgun, Bill?
THEO
No.
McClane pulls out his Beretta pops out the magazine, jams in a
fresh one, and hands it to him.
MCCLANE
Time to learn.