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BAD BOYS 3: BAD BOYS FIGHT TRAFFIC

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EXT. SHOT OF VERSAILES CUBAN RESTAURANT.

Cue salsa music, we are back in Miami. Bad Boys 3, Baby!

INT. VERSAILLES RESTARUANT. 6PM ON A SATURDAY NIGHT.

Detective Marcus Burnett (Martin Lawrence) is on a date with


a very sexy Cuban woman. She doesn’t have a name and we won’t
see her again after this scene so it doesn’t really matter.
She is just a prop to demonstrate that Marcus can still land
a “10” at 55 years-old.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Sure, being a detective is a
dangerous job. Been involved in my
fair share of shoot outs, car
chases, near death experiences. But
what choice do I really have? I
have to protect my community.

He takes her hand.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT (CONT'D)


I guess you can say...that I do it
all...for you.

Marcus is about to kiss his date’s hand when the sounds of a


door being slammed open and plates crashing interrupts.
Detective Mike Lowrey (Will Smith) has entered the restaurant
looking for Marcus.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT (CONT'D)


(to himself)
Aww hell no.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Marcus! Hey Marcus, I know you’re
in here. Where you at?

Mike is causing quite the scene. He bumps into several tables


as he makes his way through the dining room. At one point he
grabs a yuca fry from an old man’s plate and sticks it in his
mouth. With food in his mouth he sees Marcus.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY (CONT'D)


Marcus! We got to go! It’s
happening, now!

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


(sighing, then to date in
fake Spanish)
Mamacita, I’m sorry, just give me
uno momento, por favor.
2.

She smiles but does not seem very disturbed or curious about
what is happening. Marcus stands up to address Mike.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT (CONT'D)


Mike, what the hell are you doing?
Can’t you see that I’m on a date
with this very lovely young lady.

Mike peers over Marcus’ shoulder to get a look at the girl


and then smiles.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


(to date, with
recognition)
Oh, hello...

She smiles at him but says nothing.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY (CONT'D)


I was going to call you, I just,
I’ve been...excuse us.

Mike turns back to Marcus, who is giving him a very


disgruntled look.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Wait, do you two know each other?
Mike, have you two--

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Don’t worry about that now. We got
him.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Got who?

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Armando!

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


We got Armando? What do you mean.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


I got word from Squee. Armando is
at his South Point safe house.
He’ll be waiting for a shipment
there for the next two hours.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Two hours? We gotta go!

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Let’s move.
3.

The two detectives slap hands and start to exit the


restaurant. Marcus stops and turns back to his date. He
kneels down and finally kisses her hand.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Duty calls.

Mike and Marcus turn to leave the restaurant. After a few


steps the date finally speaks out.

DATE
Call me.

The two detectives turn toward the beautiful woman.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


I will. I will.

The date smiles. Marcus gives Mike another disgruntled look.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT (CONT'D)


You did, didn’t you.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


More than once. We gotta go.

EXT. VERSAILLES RESTARUANT.

The detectives approach Mike’s double-parked sports car.


There is a crowd of people around it taking selfies with the
car. He activates the alarm to get them to scatter. A young
child points to Mike and excitedly says “Puffy!”

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


You better be sure about this. You
saw the girl I was with.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


I’ve done a lot more than see her.
Anyway, I’m sure, Little John
confirmed it.

Mike is looking down at his phone and then hands it to


Marcus.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY (CONT'D)


Scroll through.

Marcus scrolls through several pictures of Armando smoking a


cigarette on a balcony. The fourth picture is an in-bed
selfie of Mike and Marcus’ date.
4.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Man, fuck you Mike. Why do you
gotta ruin everything for me.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Oh don’t be mad. We’re about to
take down Armando Armas.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


That does sound like a pretty good
night.

The two enter Mike’s car. The engine revs up.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Brought something special for the
ride.

Mike presses the “play” button on the cars center counsel.


“Bad Boys” by Inner Circle begins to play.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Old school!

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


You know it!

The detectives begin to sing the song. Mike changes the


lyrics ever-so-slightly:

Bad boys
Whatcha want, watcha want
Whatcha gonna do
When detective Mike Lowrey come for you
Tell me
Whatcha wanna do, whatcha gonna dooo
Yeaheah
Bad boys, bad boys
Whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do
When they come for you

As they sing, we see aerial shots of the car traversing east


out of Little Havana.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


I can’t believe Squee finally came
through. I’m gonna take that little
crack head to Morton’s for this
tip.

As the detectives continue to drive toward Miami Beach they


begin to sing the “Bad Boys” chorus louder and more
enthusiastically.
5.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


We’re coming for YOU, Armando!

JUMP CUT TO:


MIKE AND MARCUS
STUCK IN A
TRAFFIC JAM ON
THE MACARTHUR
CAUSWAY

EXT. MACARTHUR CAUSWAY - TRAFFIC JAM

THE DETECTIVES ARE INCHING THEIR WAY THROUGH A WALL-TO-WALL


TRAFFIC JAM ON THE CAUSWAY CONNECTING MIAMI TO MIAMI BEACH.
THERE IS ROAD CONSTRUCTION UP AHEAD. “BAD BOYS” IS STILL
PLAYING ON THE RADIO.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


THIS IS BULLSHIT, MIKE. WHY’D YOU
TAKE THE MACARTHUR, YOU KNOW IT’S
ALWAYS BACKED UP.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


WHAT AND YOU THINK THE VENETIAN IS
GOING TO BE ANY BETTER RIGHT NOW?

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


IT CAN’T BE ANY WORSE. AND WHY ARE
WE STIL LISTENING TO “BAD BOY”? IS
THIS ON REPEAT.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


MAYBE.

MARCUS PRESSES THE “NEXT TRACK” BUTTON ON THE CAR’S CENTER


COUNSEL. “SWEAT” BY INNER CIRCLE STARTS PLAYING.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


NOW WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


THIS IS “SWEAT” BY INNER CIRCLE.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT

WHY DO YOU HAVE THIS?

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


THIS IS THE SAME BAND THAT SINGS
BAD BOYS! THIS IS THEIR GREATEST
HITS.

THE TWO SIT IN SILENCE FOR A MONENT AND LISTEN TO THE SONG.
6.

I've been watching you


A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
C'mon
A la la la la long, a la la la la long long li long long long
Hey

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY (CONT'D)


Look, the shipment is supposed to
get there at eight. It’s gonna take
some time for the exchange to
happen, they need to count the
money. I think we have time.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Yeah, maybe Armando will have to
take a really long shit and that
will give us some extra time to get
there too.

The two continue to listen to the song. Mike starts to sing


along to the song again and Marcus stares out the window.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


(singing)
Girl, I want to make you sweat,
sweat till you can't sweat no more
And if you cry out, I'm gonna push
it some more

Marus is disturbed by the lyrics.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY (CONT'D)

Girl, I want to make you sweat,


sweat till you can't sweat no more
And if you cry out, I'm gonna push
it, push it, push it some more.

Marcus presses the “eject” button on the center counsel and a


CD pops out. He tosses the CD out of the convertible into the
water.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY (CONT'D)


Man, what are you doing?

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


I’m not listening to that rapey-ass
song. He just said “if you cry out,
I’m gonna push it some more.”
You’re gonna get us MeTood off the
force.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


That was a collectors item.
7.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Ain’t no one trying to collect
anything from Inner Circle. I
didn’t even know cars still had CD
players, I bet you had this put in--

Mike phone begins to vibrate. He answers it.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Man, shut up, it’s Little John.
(on phone)
Hey. We’re on our way. I don’t
know, 10 minutes maybe, we’re on
the MacArthur...You don’t know that
it will be more than 10
minutes...John, don’t do that.
Okay, just give me 20 minutes.
Okay. I know I said 10, but now I’m
saying 20. Oh, there’s a dog in the
road, hold on, I’ll call you back,
come here Puppy, come here puppy...

Mike hangs up the phone.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY (CONT'D)


Fuck!

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


What happened?

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


The Columbians are already there.
He wants to send in Miami Beach PD.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Without us on the scene? Fuck that.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Fuck that.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


So, what are we going to do? Don’t
you have a portable siren we can
use?

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


No. But I got an idea.

Mike starts screaming and making siren noises as loud as he


can. Marcus looks at him like he is insane.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY (CONT'D)


Join in, Marcus.
8.

Marcus does so, begrudgingly. Mike is screaming and beeping


his horn. People in the surrounding cars look confused. Mike
begins screaming “OUT OF THE WAY, WE ARE THE POLICE.”

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


This is the dumbest idea...

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Keep going it’s working.

A few cars inch slightly to the side, but they are on a


causeway and there is nowhere to go.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Mike, this isn’t working.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


No, that was stupid.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


It was. We’re on a bridge, where
are they going to go?

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Yeah, you’re right.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


You know what we have to do, right?

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


No. I’m not going to do that.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Mike, we have to. We gotta leave
the car.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Fuck!

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


We gotta be there for when Armando
goes down.

Mike grimaces and finally concedes. The two exit the car and
begin running in between cars on MacArthur toward Miami
Beach. As they run through the heavy traffic they start
conversing in bated breath.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT (CONT'D)


How far are we from the safe house?

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


I don’t know, maybe 4 miles.
9.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Are you kidding me? I’m 55-years
old, Mike. You’re gonna give me a
heart attack.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Oh shit, John is calling again.

Mike picks up his phone to talk to John as he runs.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY (CONT'D)


What’s up. No, just a few more
minutes! We’re on our way. I’m not
out of breath. Just...

Mike hangs up the phone and the two continue to run. They are
about 3/4 through the causeway at this point and Mike stops
to catch his breath.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


What happened, why are we stopped.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


John says they can’t wait. They’re
going in now.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Already? We can’t stall them?

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


No. It’s over.

As the two detectives continue to catch their breath the


traffic behind them starts to move.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Come on, let’s go get your car.

The two begin walking back.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT (CONT'D)


And sorry I threw out your CD.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Yeah, sorry I fucked your date.

Mike’s car passes them, now being driven by two laughing


teenagers.

TEENAGER DRIVING CAR


Thanks for the ride, Grandpa!
10.

The teenager in the passenger seat throws a black case at the


two detectives which hits Mike in his chest and then
collapses on the ground, revealing dozens of CDs.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Well this night can’t get any
worse.

There is a giant explosion. The two turn and see an apartment


complex at the southernmost part of Miami Beach on fire.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY (CONT'D)

The safe house!

The pair begin to run once toward the Beach again. Mike is
trying to make a call as he runs.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY (CONT'D)


John’s not answering. I’ll keep
trying. You call Squee.

Marcus pulls out his phone and begins dialing.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


Squee? Squee, you crack head. What
the fuck is going on? Why is
Armando’s safe house on fire?

Marcus stops in his tracks. Mike sees this and turns.

SQUEE
I’m sorry Marcus. I had no choice,
he found out.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


What are you saying, Squee? Did you
--

ARMANDO
Give me that. Ah, Detective
Burnett, it appears you missed my
party. I guess “Miami Time” is a
real thing.

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


What did you do?

ARMANDO
You seem out of breath. It must be
hard to keep up at your age, so
I’ll make this brief. You lose.
(MORE)
11.

ARMANDO (CONT'D)
The evidence is destroyed, the
Columbians are all dead, your team
is all dead, and Squeek, is it?

SQUEE (O.S.)
Squee

ARMANDO
Terribly sorry. Squee, is also now
dead.

A single gun shot is heard.

ARMANDO (CONT'D)
I was going to kill you and
Detective Lowry as well, but I had
to catch my a flight.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


What’s he saying, Marcus?

DETECTIVE MARCUS BURNETT


(mouthing to Mike)
It was a set up. He’s gone. They’re
all dead.

Mike grabs the phone.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Armando, you mother fucker, we are
going to catch you and I swear to
god you won’t get away with this.

ARMANDO
Ah, Detective Lowrey, I feel like
I’ve heard this before. Anyway, I
really must be going, drop me a
line if you’re ever in your
mother’s cono.

DETECTIVE MIKE LOWREY


Fuck you, Armando!

INT. HELICOPTER FLYING OVER WATER.

ARMANDO
Was the line about his Mother’s
cono too much?

HENCHMAN
Borderline.
12.

ARMANDO
Yeah, it didn’t feel right. Anyway,
get rid of him.

The Henchman throws Squee’s lifeless body out of the chopper.


Mike and Marcus see it fall into the ocean.

TITLE: BAD BOYS III

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