POINT BREAK by James Cameron & Kathryn ... - Whoa is (Not)

call it.
Utah nods. His eyes track the unruly break.
Who's that?
UTAH
A LONE SURFER slashing through the pilings of the pier. A
real kamikaze run as the whitewater walls thunder behind
him.
SILHOUETTED against a crimson sky and backlit spray the
figure pumps among the pier pilings in a frenzy of motion
that is somehow balletic.
Laying out bottom turns, torquing his body and blasting
the lip a few times, moving so fast his long dark hair
stands straight back as if he were leaning out a car
window on the freeway.
TYLER (V.O.)
That's Bodhi. They call his the
Bodhisattva.
Utah watches as THE BODHISATTVA gets vertical with a snap,
trims down the volcanic wall, carves the bottom, pivots,
pumps to the top, gouging the lip, getting six feet of
air.
Gawkers HOWL and shout praise at the manic surfer.
TYLER
The modern savage. Guy's even
crazier than you, Johnny Utah.
C'mon.
They start to walk. The sky darkens as the sea finally
closes out completely. The Bodhisattva seems to levitate
through the shapeless mush to shore.
Brah!
ROACH (O.S.)
Suddenly a football whistles through the air above Utah's
head.
He watches as--
The Bodhisattva, board under arm, walking out of the
whitewater, makes a one-handed chest catch.
A few yards away two teams of SURFERS play football.
Utah gazes down the beach at the Bodhisattva.
Almost 30 years old, his body lean and hard as a tree
trunk. Hardness in the face accented by long Comanche
hair.
Hey Tyler!
BODHI
She whirls. Bodhi pumps his arm. Tyler jogs back for the
catch. Bullseye. She shoots Bodhi a look. Something
crosses her face.
Bodhi smiles. Tyler doesn't. Then it passes.
She chucks the ball to Utah.
Who drops his board and makes the catch in one move.