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

The cop FIRES. BLAM!
Reagan is catapulted backward off the counter by the
impact.
He crashes onto a desk on his back. Slides off,
scattering papers.
A teller screams. The cop spins toward Utah.
Johnny throws down the shotgun. Shows his palms. He's
holding out his gold star.
UTAH
Federal agent! Undercover!
The cop FIRES TWICE. Two in the chest. Utah is hurled
back. Slams into the tellers' counter.
NATHANIEL/LBJ lets go with the 12 gauge. BOOM!
The cop spins, hit by some 00 buck pellets.
The guard caps-off like a maniac. BLAM, BLAM, BLAM,
BLAM!!!
All of them wild, but serving to get Nathaniel pinned down
behind a check-writing island.
ROACH/NIXON LEAPS THE COUNTER and lands behind the guard.
The guard's shoulder explodes as Roach's 12 gauge
detonates. He pitches onto his face, screaming and
holding the wreckage of his upper arm.
Grommet/LBJ is coming over the counter behind Roach as the
off-duty cop spins and fires. BLAM! BLAM! Roach takes
it in the chest. Staggers back, firing into the floor.
Trips and drops his shotgun.
Grommet clutches his throat as blood streams over his
fingers.
IN SLOW MOTION Reagan's face rises above the counter.
The mask is askew. In order to see, Bodhi pulls it off.
The Casull comes up in a slow, deliberate arc as--
THE COP turns, terrified now, whipping his gun around,
nightmarishly slow as--
BODHI COCKS THE CASULL in dream-time and--
KABOOOOM!!! The world's most powerful handgun proves its
claim at 2000 feet per second.
A gout of hamburger explodes out of the cop's chest.
He is lifted off his feet. Hits and slides across the
floor leaving a two-foot wide red smear.
Echoes slap the walls. Then all is still. Plaintive
whimpering and moaning. The air is blue with smoke.
Johnny is trying to catch his breath. He rips his shirt
open to see two deep indentations in the Second Chance
vest. Flattened .38 slugs caught in the Kevlar mesh. But
no blood.
Bodhi drops over the counter near Utah.
The two men look at each other.
Bodhi's eyes seem lost. He stares around at the carnage
he has wrought, the bloody wreckage of his ego game.
His expression changes to something new -- truly crazed
now. We feel that the madness which has been held in