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

hairs, goddammit.
Babbit moves the transmitter, putting the tape on
differently.
UTAH
I'm ready to rock, Angelo. Where
you want me?
PAPPAS
Cole and Munoz are going in the back
door. Babbit is backing me. So I
want you at the side window by the
hedge. You're strictly backup, got
it?
Got it.
UTAH
PAPPAS
Awright. Get into position. I'm
rolling.
Pappas pulls the loose Hawaiian shirt down over the radiomike
gear and his stalwart .38 snub.
He steps out from behind a fence and walks along the
sidewalk toward Bunker's house, two doors down. He is
wearing polyester shorts and sandals, and carrying a DOG
LEASH.
PAPPAS
Here Scooby! Where are you boy?
Here Scooby!! You furball piece of
shit.
COLE AND MUNOZ snap around the corner of the garage and
sprint low toward the rear of the brown stucco house.
UTAH circles back out through the alley. TRACKING WITH
HIM as he makes it to the neighbor's back hedge and crabwalks
toward Bunker's house. BABBIT and ANOTHER AGENT
make it to the front corner of the stucco house, staying
out of sight of the windows.
ANGELO is walking up to the falling-down porch of this
low-rent roach-hotel.
JOHNNY is elbow-crawling between the house and a tall
hedge.
He slides quietly in below a bedroom window.
He pulls out the little leather kit he tucked in his
waistband. Removes something from it. A DENTAL MIRROR.
Moving slowly, he raises it above the window sill, angling
it where he can see inside.
TIGHT ON DENTAL MIRROR, Johnny's POV.
We see a bedroom through a gap in the venetian blind.
Tone is lying on the bed, wearing headphones. Cranked up
speedmetal.
His eyes are screwed shut, and his fists pump to the beat
like karate on 40,000 volts.