OCEAN'S 11 - Daily Script

1 OCEAN'S 11screenplay byTed Griffinbased on a screenplay byHarry Brown and Charles Ledereranda story byGeorge Clayton Johnson & Jack Golden RussellLATE PRODUCTION DRAFTRev. 05/31/01 (Buff) OCEAN'S 11 - Rev. 1/8/01 FADE IN:1 EMPTY ROOM WITH SINGLE CHAIR1We hear a DOOR OPEN and CLOSE, followed by APPROACHINGFOOTSTEPS. DANNY OCEAN, dressed in prison fatigues,ENTERS FRAME and ( )Good ( )Please state your name for ( )Thank you. Mr. Ocean, the purposeof this meeting is to determinewhether, if released, you arelikely to break the law this was your firstconviction, you have beenimplicated, though never charged,in over a dozen other confidenceschemes and frauds.

2 What can youtell us about this?DANNYAs you say, ma'am, I was PAROLE BOARD HEARING ROOM - WIDER VIEW - MORNING2 Three PAROLE BOARD MEMBERS sit opposite Danny, behind MEMBER #2Mr. Ocean, what we're trying tofind out is: was there a reasonyou chose to commit this crime, orwas there a reason why you simplygot caught this time?DANNYMy wife left me. I was upset. Igot into a self-destructivepattern.(CONTINUED)OCEAN 'S 11 - Rev. 1/8 :2 BOARD MEMBER #3If released, is it likely youwould fall back into a similarpattern?DANNYShe already left me once. I don'tthink she'll do it again just dart between the Board MEMBER #1Mr.

3 Ocean, what do you think youwould do if released?Danny (deadpan)I don't know. How much do youguys make a year?3 INT. MINIMUM-SECURITY PRISON - CHECK-OUT STATION - DAY3 GUARD #2 Ocean, steps forth, and GUARD #1 doles out his possessionsand a form certifying their return to #2 Sign.(adding a piece of mail to the pile)This came today for you. Rest'llbe forwarded to your #1(reading its return address over Danny's shoulder)Those your lawyers?DANNYMy wife' opens the letter, and as his eyes gaze over the paperswithin, he smirks just a #1 What's it say?(CONTINUED) OCEAN'S 11 - Rev. 1/8 :3 DANNYI'm a free CHANGING CUBICLE4 Danny pulls on civilian clothes and there's not a barethread among them.

4 He tugs his cuffs and smiles: Theold skin feels good. One last item to don: a silverwedding band. Danny considers it. Will he put it on?5 EXT. MINIMUM-SECURITY PRISON - FRONT GATE - AFTERNOON5A sign reads: "NEW JERSEY STATE MINIMUM-SECURITYCORRECTIONAL FACILITY." Someone has graffitied below it:"If you were in prison, you'd be home now."The great metal door opens, and Danny stands within itsframe, ready for release. (If it matters -- and if younotice -- he's wearing his wedding ring.)He hovers there for a moment, on the precipice offreedom. The WIND WHISTLES a little on the other side ofthe gate, and the view ahead is not pleasant (NewJersey): Life is hard out Danny musters his courage, then takes his first stepinto free ATLANTIC CITY BOARDWALK - DUSKA6 Any empty wintery CASINO (ATLANTIC CITY) - And his wingtip lands squarely on plush we PULL UP TO Danny's face and SPIN AROUND him, wehear, then see the BUZZ of a CASINO floor: the HUM ofCONVERSATION, the DING-DING-DING and THUNK-THUNK-THUNK from the SLOTS, the brisk WHIR of SHUFFLED to Danny, it's a hearth and fire and a comfy chairand a snifter of brandy.

5 He's DANNY'S WALLETAs he pulls out several crisp one hundreds, sets them ongreen felt, then sees them replaced by a neat pile BLACKJACK TABLE7 Danny cranes his neck about the casino, looking forsomeone -- a friend, somebody who should be here -- butwithout success. He turns his attention back to hiscards, and the cards of the Stay. Dealer -- seventeen. Danny Dealer shows a six. Stick. Dealer Twenty-one. Danny wins second dealer relieves the first, and Danny recognizeshim with a smile -- this wasn't the friend he wasscouting for, but two hours out of the joint any familiarface is , new dealer (FRANK CATTON) glances up at Danny, andhis eyes go wide, like a priest who's discovered he'sdealing communion wafers to the pontiff himself.

6 Hequickly hides his beg your pardon, sir. You musthave me confused with someoneelse. My name is Ramon. See?He taps the name embroidered on his vest, although he isthe most African-looking Ramon you've ever seen. A pitboss circles close by and glares at them (collecting his chips, doubled)Table's cold might try the lounge at theGrand, sir. It gets busy (as he goes) LOUNGE AT GRAND8 Danny checks his watch -- 12:58 -- then the lounge aroundhim: prison had more nightlife. He nurses a bourbon,folds back the New York Times and scans.(CONTINUED) OCEAN'S 11 - Rev. 10/24 :8 His eyes move down the page and stop at a header --"Vegas' Paradiso to be Razed; Former Owner DenouncesPlans" -- accompanied by two first: Tan, well-coiffed developer and new owner ofthe Paradiso, Terry Benedict, with a beautiful (if barelyvisible) woman on his arm.

7 The second: scowling formerowner, Reuben ( )Catching up on current events?Danny lowers the paper; Frank is sitting across from him,changed out of his dealer's to meet you. Frank Cattonwouldn't get by the gaming board.(beat)You just out?DANNYThis (re: Danny's drink and whereabouts)And already turning over a signals a passing waitress; she ignores (directly, this is why he's here)You seen him?FRANKLast I heard he was in movie stars how toplay cards.(beat)Why? You don't have something planned already?DANNYYou kidding? I just became acitizen stares at Danny a moment, finally catches his eye,and Danny can't help but grin: of course he has.

8 (CONTINUED) OCEAN'S 11 - Rev. 1/8 : (2)8 Frank turns his eyes to SUB SHOP - NIGHT9 MOVING WITH Danny and 's tough now, our line of so serious. Too manyguns, too many computers. Whaddayou gonna do? Steal from ordinarypeople?DANNYThat would be what's left? Banks? got no money. It's allelectronic. Only place that stilltakes cash (realizing)Oh, , Interested?Frank smiles. Danny has his SUB SHOP - FOYER - NIGHT10 Danny pulls a business card from his jacket, picks up thephone again, and dials the card's number.(CONTINUED) OCEAN'S 11 - Rev. 5/31 :10 DANNYYes, Officer Brooks? My name isDanny Ocean. I'm just out, I'msupposed to check in with youwithin twenty-four hours.

9 (listens)No, sir, I haven't gotten intoany trouble. No drinking, no sir.(listens, finishes his bourbon)No, sir, I wouldn't even think ofleaving the the sound of a JET fly-over TO:A11 EXT. HOLLYWOOD CLUB (DEEP) - REAR ENTRANCE - NIGHTA11 PULLING OFF the Capitol Building, we PICK UP Rusty(tall, angular, ebony) leaning against his Ford ( )Hey! Hey, Rusty!Rusty turns to the voice and --CUT TO:ANOTHER ANGLEMOVING WITH him and Topher Grace, the actor, as they pushdown a back , I don't know if you're, uh,you know, incorporated or anything,like Rusty Ryan. And, I don't know,incorporated, but you should thinkabout it, really, 'cause I wastalking to my manager yesterday --RUSTYB ernie?

10 (CONTINUED) OCEAN'S 11 - Rev. 5/31 :A11 TOPHERNo, not Bernie, I mean not, notthat Bernie, my business manager,he's also Bernie, he was tellingme that since this, what we do,could be considered research for,you know, a future gig, that Ishould be able to write it off asa business expense. So he suggestedthat it'd be better if I wrote youa check, and thereby --Rusty looks at him: are you stoned?TOPHEROr, or we could keep it this time, they should have entered --11 OMITTED11A12 INT. HOLLYWOOD CLUB (DEEP) - NIGHTA12-- where they must weave through hordes of youngHollywood Who's here?TOPHERJosh is here. Seth is couldn't make it.