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National Treasure 2: Book Of Secrets Script
[fireworks exploding]
[crowd clamoring]
[indistinct chatter]
[man] Hes in the other room.
- Are you Thomas Gates?
- Yes.
We got something
that wed like you to take a look at.
I hear youre quite good
with puzzles and riddles.
- [man] Its a coded message.
- [Gates] Its a Playfair cipher.
- Pla
room for you.
She is alive.
In the big city.
- Why are you always angry with him?
- I cant bear the sight of him.
Hes not one of us. I dont know why
he doesnt go to where he belongs.
And for my forefathers,
I pray for their souls...
and that we someday will be united.
For myself, I ask that my actions
will not harm others.
I do not leave with a bitter heart...
but with hope that I will have a bet
room
charge him for it.
That says .
Thats the police code for homicide.
I know what it stands for.
The kid probably heard it in a rap song.
Means nothing.
The book belongs to Dennis Broadway.
Hes a known gangster.
Garfield, if I had a dollar for every
time a student threatened faculty...
Did you tell Dennis he was
getting a fail from me?
I have legal access to those files.
Hes a transfer from Nix
room, please. Room, please. You alone? Luggage? How long you want
it for? Not very long. $5.00. $5.00. 307. Havent you anything
higher? Higher? 914? Good night. Goodbye. [Door closes] [straining]
ugh...Ow! Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah... Baby! Yeah!
[Laughter] [loud music playing] ante. Ante up. Excuse me, sir.
Arent you the one called the cincinnati kid? You dont like it, get
a m
room.
And this... This is my private office.
Anything to take the pain
out of campaigning, eh?
Thats what I always say!
- May I take this thing off now, Mother?
- Raymond, what is the matter with you?
You look as if your head
were about to come to a point.
Johnny, fix him a drink.
Sit down, Raymond!
Well be home in less than three hours.
Im not going home with you, Mother.
Im going to New York.
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Killing Of A Chinese Bookie Script
Its all right, vince. Itll pick up.
- Well have a big night.
- Okay.
Hey, your mothers ass.!
Vince, you see they get seated, huh?
Are you looking for us? Huh?
Come on in.
Okay.
Goddamn it.
The stupid son of a bitch.
Hasnt learned yet.
Cosmo. You think i left
the cash at the table?
- I just wanted to thank you.
- For what?
- Its been seven years. Thats a long tim
rooms.
Dad says that Germany is our home.
I guess he misses his own father.
My grandfather. Hes allergic to nuts
And was not allowed to eat nut cookies .
He liked Heinrich Heines poems.
Especially those about Germany.
I had two aunts there too,
I really like them
Aunt Kthe was my mother뭩 sister.
Dad뭩 sister was called Liesel.
Sometimes they helped out in grandfather뭩
hotel 밇agle.
But that
Chinese Theatre,
Female Firsts...
Documents, please.
The white zone
is for white people only.
Thats right, one at a time.
Papers, please.
- Move along, sir.
- But we had reservations.
Next. Name?
- Thats right, maam, your name.
- Sir, over here.
Whats your name, boy?
- Step up, please.
- You next.
- Armani Windbreaker.
- Cortino.
Fine. Read this.
Stand over there.
- Next.
- Clamato!
Dominick Clam
chines at night.
Im always afraid.
- Just shut up and get on with it.
- Im wrong.
- Enter again.
- Lady, dont provoke me.
- Enter again.
- Lady, dont provoke me.
Dont touch my back, please.
You making me nervous.
Well, dont provoke me.
Just give me the money.
Wait, wait. "Processing. "
- No funds?
- What do you mean...?
I cant believe it.
I dont have any money in my account.
- All right. Give me
An old Chinese man, GRANDFATHER, going through a beautiful Tai Zhi Quan form. It is very peaceful and graceful. The form ends with a palm strike towards camera, blacking out the frame. (for possible INTERCUT use)
INT. SUPERFIGHT ARENA - NIGHT
Spotlights cut through the murky darkness while rock music PULSES. The sound of the crowd, barely visible in the darkness, is a RUMBLE in the dark, not unli