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

INT. FORENSICS LAB - NIGHT
A long series of ENVELOPES are displayed on a desk. Each
has the name of a Southern California beach and is
attached to a forensic printout.
HALSEY inspects each envelope.
HALSEY
Naw, this isn't it.
UTAH holds up an envelope with a skinny woven ponytail
sticking out.
PAPPAS shrugs.
He moved.
PAPPAS
Halsey picks up an envelope marked "Latigo Beach".
HALSEY
PCBs, selenium, titanium, arsenic.
The percentages look right. Here's
a match.
Latigo Beach.
UTAH
Pappas grabs the envelope, studies it, crooks his head.
PAPPAS
Surf's up, ace.
EXT. LATIGO BEACH - DAY
CUT TO:
EXTREME LONG LENS scans the beach from a height. A gray,
miserable day. Beach crowd thin except for diehards.
The image drifts across faces, BODIES. Surfers walking
with boards.
Talking, sitting with pubescent girls.
The image settles on Johnny, astride his board, bobbing
beyond the break.
ON PAPPAS, scanning with powerful binoculars from his car.
CLOSE ON UTAH, out among the flock of hardcore surfers.
Ostensibly waiting for a wave, his eyes search the others
around him, clicking methodically from face to face.
Finally he swings his board around and awkwardly catches a
ride.
The modest wave carries him toward the beach as he
balances, tense and style-less.
He passes someone we've seen before. The RAZORHEAD from
the first day. In concentration, Johnny doesn't see the
guy.
But Razorhead definitely sees him.