fan of yours!
- How are you?
- Fine and you?
- Whats this? Lost in Schaerbeek?
- Going to the post office.
A quick snap for the store?
Thanks, sir!
Look, its Van Damme!
Hello!
Dont hello him.
Just take the picture.
Yeah!
Your turn, now.
Jean-Claude Van Damme!
Good?
Wait, my grandma
adores you too...
In five minutes!
Thanks, sir. Wow!
It was Jean-Claude Van Damme!
Hes cool! I pictured him taller,
vest, drop a Colt .45 into a shoulder holster, and a
.38 into an ankle holster. She straightens up, approaches
the men and lays a street plan across the hood of one of
their cars.
STARLING
All right, everyone, pay attention.
Heres the layout -
BOLTON
Excuse me, Im Officer Bolton, DC Police.
STARLING
Yes, I can see that from your uniform
and badge, how do you do?
BOLTON
Im in charge here.
Starling
vest.
Alfred turns, straightens up a pile of thick-looking papers on the living room table. He picks up the top one, looks at it critically, but with satisfaction.
INSERT SHOT - CAMPAIGN POSTER
The thick-looking papers are, in fact, political campaign posters. They feature the face of a handsome, fortyish man, with the block lettered caption: DR. THOMAS WAYNE FOR CITY COUNCIL - A BETTER TOMORROW
vest?
I dont think Ill need one.
Dianne.
This is Alex Cross, D.C.P.D. I need to talk to you. OK?
Dianne, Im gonna open the door. All right?
Im gonna open it now.
Hold it, hold it, hold it.
Please. Please, Dianne.
Look, Im gonna close this door.
Im gonna move this chair and block the door.
This way nobody comes in...
and it stays between me and you, OK?
Could you take the gun out of your mouth, pl
fan of your work.
And standing rather painfuliy aside
is our cohort, Mr. Furious.
- Hows it hanging?
- Oh, so you guys--
Theyre superheroes. Okay.
- We fight crime. Cali it what you wliI.
- Quite right.
Thats great.
Just, you know...
keep up the good work.
You as weli, sir.
You as weli.
Did you see-- Did you--
Did you hear that?
Keep up the good work.
- The good work.
- Hes making fun of us.
No,