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

The door to a bathroom is open, and the black-haired girl
can be made out behind rippled shower glass.
TIGHT ON DOORBELL as Pappas rings it.
UTAH JUMPS at an explosion of sound. He spins in a
microsecond, pistol aimed at... A LAWN MOWER.
Through the hedge we can just see THE NEIGHBOR, sixtyish
and polyester clad, as he adjusts the choke on the roaring
machine about two feet from Johnny's face. Utah exhales
and lowers the gun. Wipes sweat from his eyes.
TIGHT ON PAPPAS, smiling open-faced and goofily charming
as...
THE DOOR opens, revealing a GIRL we haven't seen before.
She has hair like bleached fiberglass, black eye-makeup
and nails. Ramones-style wardrobe. She looks tense, and
won't open the door very far.
Yeah? What?
FIBERGLASS
PAPPAS
Have you seen a little dog? Kind of
a cockapoo lookin' thing. About
this big.
No.
FIBERGLASS
UTAH blinks at what he sees.
HIS POV, in the little mirror.
Like a silent pantomime under the ROAR OF THE MOWER, he
sees Bunker and Warchild come flying into the room.
They are hyper and manic. Eyes wild.
Bunker leaps clear over the bed.
Grabs a COMBAT SHOTGUN from the closet. Throws it to
Warchild. Tone is oblivious.
Bunker thumps him in the chest and Tone leaps up like an
overwound toy, gaping "What the fuck?!" we read his lips
saying.
Bunker grabs a STEYR ASSAULT RIFLE, white knuckled, while
Tone fumbles around and comes up with a .45 COLT AUTO.
UTAH
(into his headset)
Babbit. Get Angelo out of there.
They're pulling out a fucking
arsenal! Babbit, you copy? Cole?
Don't let him pull his badge!
EXT. BACK YARD
Cole and Munoz push their earpieces in deeper. Scowl.
MUNOZ
Utah, say again. What?
(to Cole)