Pitch black. Dead quiet. Dim faint light appears in the distance, approaching, growing larger. As the light nears, we recognize car headlights. Closer and closer until the car is bearing down upon us with great force. . .
2 INT. CAR 2
Two men in the front seat, FISHER and MOORE. Fisher drives. All seems quite normal until we take a closer look, sweat matts hair, dirt stains on white tuxedo shirts
MATT HAMON are flying two of the CAMELS at
the rear of the formation. An UPTIGHT BRIT - McKECKNIE, is flying along
side them. Hes as JUMPY AS HELL, scanning the skies for enemy planes.
MATT looks around furtively. None of the other pilots are looking in
their direction. With practiced skill, MATT reaches down for something
in his tiny cockpit ... HE STANDS UP, wedging the control column between
h
Matt? Doolittles attack should we thrilled you CinCPAC people.
Not by a long shot. That damn raid could boomerang on us.
We only got carriers in the Pacific. We need to rebuild.
Now the boss is afraid Yamamotos going to jump back at us. But where?
We got the latest intercepts here.
Heres a list of Japanese ships
we suspect will be assigned to amphib operations south of Rabaul.
The Coral Sea! That
Matt.
That aint worth it, man.
I said he aint worth it.
Let him go, Matt.
Matt, let him go.
If I ever see you again,
Im gonna kill you.
Do you hear me? Im gonna kill you.
Now you get over there.
Now move! Move!
Move!
All right, keep your hands up. Lets go.
Were all goin downtown. Come on.
Come on, kid.
- I could use some coffee. You?
- Yeah, sure.
I went to a party last night.
Im not used to this
The Organization Script
(muffled shouts)
This time were gonna drop you,
and lm not fooling.
(watchman groans)
(sirens)
Lieutenant, we found these
on the floor, near the window.
You heard the gate blow up
after you were hit. Sure?
Yes, sir. Whoever hit me
was already inside.
Put a trace on those in the morning.
Virgil, we can take this fella away.
Not just yet.
Any vehicles missing?
Maybe he blew