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PSYCHOLOGIST<br />
You're asking me if he's stable<br />
and I'm telling you no. We're<br />
talking about a man who carves<br />
notches in his gun barrel. Ore<br />
for each kill. He blew a man<br />
to Pieces yesterday. Is this<br />
helping?<br />
INTERCUT:<br />
47 ROGER MURTAUGH 47<br />
Standing at a pay phone, listening. He nods:<br />
MURTAUGH<br />
Terrific. So you're saying I<br />
should worry.<br />
PSYCHOLOGIST<br />
Are you kidding? The guy's a time<br />
bomb. When he goes... stand back.<br />
MURTAUGH<br />
Thank you, Doctor. You've been<br />
very helpful.<br />
He hangs up. Rubs his eyes tiredly and says:<br />
MURTAUGH<br />
I'm too old for this shit.<br />
CUT TO:<br />
48 INT. MURTAUGH'S CAR - TRAVELING - DAY 48<br />
Silence. Murtaugh fumes. Riggs keeps his mouth shut.<br />
Murtaugh takes his anger out on the road: SLAMMING the<br />
BRAKES; SQUEALING around corners, etc.<br />
But he can't hold it 'in. He explodes:<br />
MURTAUGH<br />
(pounding his fist<br />
against the wheel)<br />
It's my birthday, damnit! Fifty<br />
years old today! Fifty goddamn<br />
years old! Thirty years on the<br />
force! Not a scratch on me! Not<br />
a scar! I got a wife! Kids!<br />
House! Fishing boat! But I can<br />
kiss all that goodbye, 'cause my<br />
new partner's got a death wish!<br />
My fuckin' life is over!<br />
Roger --<br />
RIGGS
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