Fly The Deadly Skies

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In Chapter 17 of LEGS, Episode 2, private eye Carrie Love and the cops tear after Israeli crime boss Nuri Hadar in a hail of bullets ... until they try to make their getaway at Los Angeles International Airport.


EXT. VIA MARINA - DAY
The Hummer nears an intersection marked BIKE CROSSING.

It turns right onto a narrow BIKE PATH
that snakes around the marina boat slips.

The squad car follows them, then Carrie’s car,
then Bernie’s Crown Vic.

EXT. MARINA BIKE PATH - DAY
The Hummer BARRELS down the bike path.

Up ahead, a pair of CYCLISTS leisurely pedal.
Tal HONKS his horn.

They turn and look, DART off the path.
The squad car follows.

Then Carrie’s Porsche.
Then Bernie’s car, bringing up the rear.

EXT. FISHERMAN’S WHARF - DAY
A series of tacky, touristy shops and restaurants
at the south end of the marina.
The vehicles pass by in a blur.

EXT. PLAYA DEL REY - BIKE PATH - DAY
The Hummer takes the path to the
other side of the channel into Playa del Rey,
the other vehicles in hot pursuit.

EXT. PLAYA DEL REY - BIKE PATH - DAY
The vehicles FLY down the narrow strip
heading toward the shore,
PLOWING THROUGH a group of BICYCLISTS --
until they reach an intersection
where it meets the beach bike path
in the sand going south.

The Hummer makes the turn and ROARS
down the bike path.

The other vehicles SCREECH to a halt.
Everyone JUMPS out,
watches the Hummer drive away.

BERNIE
God-DAMMIT.

MIKE
(cell rings, answers it)
Yeah.
(listens)
No shit.
(to the group)
Just got word that Flowers
died in the hospital.
They’re now wanted for murder.

BERNIE
Great. But we don’t know where
the fuck they’re GOING.

CARRIE
I know where they’re going.

BERNIE
Were you planning on sharing it with us?

Carrie points at a plane
taking off overhead to the south.

CARRIE
Airport.

Everybody exchange glances.
RACES over to their vehicles.
JUMPS in.

TURNS AROUND and TAKES OFF --
just as a HOARD OF SQUAD CARS arrive.

EXT. LOS ANGELES INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT - DAY
The Hummer is parked in front of a
charter plane hanger with
an Israeli flag across the top.

A private jet sits nearby.
Carrie’s Porsche, followed by Bernie’s Crown Vic,
followed by a hoard of SCREAMING SQUAD CARS
race toward the plane.

IN THE COCKPIT
Leron and Tal sit at the controls.

Start flipping switches.
Nuri sticks his head in the cockpit.

NURI
Hurry the fuck up.
We must GO, NOW.

LERON
Time to fly friendly skies.

He PULLS BACK on a lever.

ON THE GROUND
The plane starts taxing
away from the hangar.

EXT. HANGAR CORRIDOR - DAY
Carrie’s Porsche and Bernie’s sedan
start following the plane on either side --
Carrie on the left, Bernie on the right.

INT. CARRIE’S PORSCHE - MOVING - CONTINUOUS
Carrie talks to Bernie on her cell.

CARRIE
We gotta stop them from taking off.
Got any bright ideas?

INTERCUT WITH:

INT. BERNIE’S CROWN VIC - MOVING - CONTINUOUS
Bernie drives like a madman.
Talks on his cell.

BERNIE
Just heard on the radio
the cops are setting up a roadblock
on the runway,
so why don’t we box ‘em in?

CARRIE
Why don’t we just
shoot their fucking tires?

BERNIE
That’s a big ten-four, little lady.
Commence firing.

She looks at Meg, who nods.
Pulls out her service revolver.

MEG
'It's time to fly.'