MISSFIRE
Tim Finkbeiner
timf248@yahoo.com
WGA #894309
INT. SOCIAL CLUB - MORNING
A television plays in an inner city "social club" complete
with a bar, small kitchen and tables. A kid's show plays on
the large television, but nobody pays attention.
A large man in his late 50's, mob captain BERTALDO GIACABONI,
also known as BERT or BERTY, is eating breakfast and reading
the newspaper. He sits alone, but within earshot of his
crew/bodyguards, LITTLE NICKY, BENNY JET, SALLY TONGUE and
BIG HAL who share a table and have coffee. His niece, CARLA
GIACABONI, comes over and sits with him. Carla is 28 and
possibly a little overweight. It's hard to tell though
because of her frumpy clothing. She's dressed like she was
late for work. She isn't unattractive; she just doesn't care
about her appearance.
BERT
Hey Carla, how's it going?
Bert shovels another forkful of eggs in his mouth.
CARLA
Do you really want to know or are
you just being polite?
Bert rolls his eyes. He's seen this "poor me" routine more
than once.
BERT
Polite.
CARLA
Since you ask, it's fucked. I hate
my life.
BERT
Nice mouth. No wonder you can't get
a boyfriend.
CARLA
Who'd want me anyway? I'm fat, ugly
and have a lousy job.
BERT
I'm glad you appreciate me giving
you this job.
CARLA
Uncle Bert I do appreciate it, I'm
just not cut out for this shit. I'm
an action person.
I could do more than work here. I
could help you out, you know?
BERT
You are helping. Running this place
is important to me. To all of us.
The guys all agree with Bert. But then again, they are paid
to agree with him.
CARLA
I don't want to do this. It's
boring. I really want to work for
you, you know.
BERT
(eating, not looking up)
Whatta ya talkin' about?
CARLA
You know what I mean. I want to do
what they do.
She points to his crew.
BERT
(laughing)
You wanna be in with them? Why do
you bring this up again? What are
you thinking? Maybe you like girls?
Maybe you shoulda been a boy?
His crew laughs. She glares at them.
CARLA
No, I just want to be a part, I'm
as smart as any of those guys. I
can do anything those guys do.
HAL
Can you use a urinal?
The guys all laugh loudly.
BERT
Look at those guys. They're big,
mean, ain't scared of nothin'.
Except maybe the D.A. and RICO
laws.
The guys all nod and agree. Some flex their muscles.
CARLA
My dad wouldn't have me doin' this
shit, running this place. I'd be
doing more important things.
BERT
Your dad, my only brother, may he
rest in peace, was a great man, but
there is no way he would let you
do anything either. He'd want you
to get married, settle down, have
some kids.
Carla rolls her eyes at this.
CARLA
Yeah, some life, sitting on my ass,
raising a couple kids, cleaning,
cooking, watching shit T.V, getting
fatter. I want a life. I want to do
something exciting.
BERT
Do you think what we do, what they
do is fun? This isn't fun, its hard
work. Brutal work sometimes.
CARLA
I know what it is. I've seen it
every day of my life. I grew up
seeing it. I know what you guys do.
Bert isn't really listening.
CARLA (CONT'D)
I know how, when, where, why. I
listen. I hear what you talk about
in here. I'm not stupid. You could
be a little more progressive, have
some women doing something. It's
only right.
She's trying anything she can to change his mind.
BERT
This isn't a government regulated
business. I don't have to hire
women because the law says so. By
not doing so, however, we do leave
ourselves open to lawsuits.
Bert and the guys laugh.
CARLA
Maybe I should report you to the
Equal Rights whatever.
BERT
(joking)
Trying to blackmail me?
CARLA
Of course not, if I was trying to
blackmail you, I'd threaten to tell
Aunt Sophie about that woman you
got, or the money you got stashed.
Bert isn't happy with her bringing those up.
BERT
(pissed off)
Knock that shit off, and don't say
anything like that again. Ever. You
hear me?
The guys get very quiet.
CARLA
I hear you. But you're not telling
me anything.
Carla gets up and walks back to the kitchen.
INT. JACK HAMLIN'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM - MORNING
The living room is very sparse. An older, but clean couch, a
chair, table. There are piles of boxes, cases of soda,
cartons of cigarettes neatly stacked around the apartment. A
state-of-the-art computer system, scanner and printers sit on
a computer desk.
The television is on and the same kids show is playing.
"Billy and Barry" a man(boy) and his penguin. We see them
finishing up a song.
JACK HAMLIN, 30, is a tall, handsome man of medium build. He
sits at the computer talking on the phone.
JACK
Please let me talk to Grace.
A copy of a California driver's license is on the screen.
JACK
I know you understand English,
please put her on the phone.
He listens to rapid Spanish on the phone. Using a computer
graphics program, he changes the name on the license.
JACK (CONT'D)
Slower, slower, dammit!!
He switches to his lousy Spanish.
JACK (CONT'D)
(in Spanish)
Por favor, déjeme hablar a mi hija.
(Please, let me speak to my
daughter.)
Jack prints out the fake license.
JACK (CONT'D)
(in Spanish)
Le estoy enviando el dinero. Todos
lo que tengo. (I am sending you
money. All I have.)
Jack inspects the fake license. It looks very good, very
real.
JACK (CONT'D)
(in Spanish)
Un par hace semanas, Le envié casi
cuatro cientos dólares. (A couple
weeks ago, I sent you almost four
hundred dollars.)
(he listens)
Pozo entonces, su correos debe ser
tan corrupto como su departamento
del policía. (Well then, your post
office must be as corrupt as your
police department.)
The phone goes dead. He looks at it, wanting to throw it out
the window. He redials. Busy. The television continues to
play the kids show.
INT. TOPLESS BAR (THE BODYSHOP) - MORNING
MELISSA ALDRICH, 28, a beautiful dancer at the club, walks
into the dark bar. She is wearing a jacket, her arms crossed
over her chest. She walks past the bar and into the manager's
office. The office is sparse, a desk, computer, large gun
safe and cases of liquor and a door leading to the rear ally.
MARTY, the bar manager, is sitting there counting cash. He
looks up.
MARTY
Hey
MELISSA
Hey
MARTY
What are you doing here now? You
work tonight.
MELISSA
That's what I wanted to talk to you
about; I don't think I can work.
MARTY
What the fuck are you talking
about? You sick?
MELISSA
I have a little problem....
She's embarrassed.
MARTY
So slide a tampon in and cut off
the string.
MELISSA
You're sick, and that's not the
problem I'm talking about.
MARTY
Pregnant?
MELISSA
No, thank God. I'm physically able
to dance....it's just that...shit..
(beat)
One of my boobs is gone.
MARTY
What the fuck do you mean it's
gone? Did it fall off? Lose it on
your way home last night?
MARTY looks at her then starts laughing.
MARTY (CONT'D)
That's the funniest goddamn thing,
I've ever heard.
Maybe we should put a sign. "Lost -
one "C" cup", owner anxious...
MARTY laughs more.
MELISSA
That's real fucking funny. I don't
know how it happened. I just woke
up and it was just gone.
MARTY
No shit? Let's see it.
MELISSA
No, it's gross.
MARTY
Let's see it. Maybe you can work
anyway. You know how some guys like
freaks.
MELISSA
I'm not going on stage to be a
freak show, fuck that.
MARTY
C'mon, let's see it.
MELISSA
No, it looks like a ugly, saggy
deflated balloon.
MARTY
When can you get it fixed?
MELISSA
I don't know...
MARTY
C'mon, I want to see.
MELISSA
Why?
MARTY
I don't know, like a car wreck, you
want to see it, but you don't want
to, ya know...
MELISSA
So my deflated boob is like a car
wreck?
MARTY
Did it actually just explode like a
water balloon?
MELISSA
I don't know, it happened during
the night.
MARTY
Did it leave a wet spot?
MELISSA
No, it just stayed in my body
MARTY
Aren't you afraid of all that shit
in there?
MELISSA
No, it's just saline.
MARTY
That shit won't hurt you?
MELISSA
No, of course not, our bodies are
mostly saline anyway.
MARTY
Damn, I thought we were mostly
saltwater..
She looks at him like the idiot he is.
MELISSA
Whatever. Can I borrow three grand
to get this thing fixed?
MARTY
No, Bert said no more loans. Too
many girls getting their boobs done
and leaving. He don't like paying
for other bars dancers.
MELISSA
Well, what am I going to do? I
don't have the money? Without good
boobs, I can't dance.
MARTY
Don't they warranty those things?
MELISSA
They're not like a car, they don't
come with warranties.
MARTY
They should. If they can be written
off on your taxes, they should have
some sort of warranty.
MELISSA
I'll mention that to my doctor, I'm
sure he'll agree and do it for
free.
MARTY
Worth a try. What else are you
going to do? Walk around with a
deformed boob? You know, I knew a
girl with four boobs. I swear to
God. Kinda like a dog. I didn't
find out until we'd been going out
for a while. She'd wear a shirt or
something to bed all the time.
Melissa is stunned.
MELISSA
You're shittin' me. Where they four
across or two and two?
MARTY
Two and two, like a dog. The bottom
two were really small, just nipples
really. The top ones weren't much
bigger. I just figured she was
ashamed of her small ones. Had no
idea she was a four-titted freak.
MELISSA
You're a shithead. She was not a
freak. I feel sorry for her.
MARTY
Don't be, she married to a
successful plastic surgeon. Heard
she went in to get the spare pair-
He laughs at his rhyme.
MARTY (CONT'D)
Spare pair, get it?
MELISSA
Yes, got it the first time.
MARTY
Anyway, she goes in for the
consultation and he sees her and
her four boobs and falls in love.
Instead of getting the second pair
removed, he marries her and talks
her into getting implants in all
four.
MELISSA
If she was ashamed about them, why
did she get them enlarged?
MARTY
She finally got someone who
appreciated them for what they
were, for what she was. Slightly
imperfect.
There is a knock on the back door of the bar. Marty looks out
the peep hole and opens the door. Two large men stand holding
a gym bag.
MARTY
Good morning gentlemen.
THUG 1
Just move.
Marty moves away from the door as the large men enter. Thug 2
goes directly to the large safe with a digital dial.
THUG 1
Both of you leave the room.
Marty and Melissa leave as told and wait in the hallway.
MELISSA
Friendly guys.
MARTY
Usually they just grunt and point.
MELISSA
What's in the safe?
MARTY
I don't know. I don't ask
questions, I just manage the place.
All I know is that somebody drops
off, they change the combination,
somebody different picks up and
they change the combination.
MELISSA
Got to be drugs or money.
MARTY
I don't know. It's better that way.
INT. TELEVISION STUDIO
A kid's show is taping. The same kids show we saw on the
televisions in earlier scenes. A man, BILLY BARLOW, thin,
very young and pleasant, dances and sings in front of a blue
screen. We close in on him until he ends the song.
DIRECTOR
Cut. That was good, Billy. We are
done.
Billy looks relieved, satisfied. A short pretty woman walks
up to Billy, it's his assistant LISA. They are walking to his
dressing room.
LISA
You have a 3:00 p.m. audition over
at Universal. The new Bruce Willis
film.
BILLY
Yep, I reread the part last night.
I think I have it down.
LISA
I know you'll be great.
BILLY
I'd be great in the role, but I
won't get it. I'm typecast. Did
Gilligan ever get anything after
leaving his island? Did the Skipper
ever get another boat?
They enter the dressing room.
BILLY
You know what I mean. Unless I have
a massively disfiguring accident,
I'll always be a penguin's buddy.
LISA
At least you're working. Thousands
of actors would kill for your job.
BILLY
Yea right, locked into a seven year
contract, without merchandising
rights. There are millions of
little me's all over the place and
I don't get a cent.
LISA
I know it's frustrating.
BILLY
I work with a cartoon fucking
penguin. All they're going to offer
me some fish.
LISA
Any luck with your movie yet?
BILLY
Lots of interest. Nobody wants me
to star though. They want a name.
LISA
That's terrible. You should make it
yourself.
BILLY
Sure, all I need is a few hundred
thousand.
LISA
I'm sure you can get the money.
BILLY
No, nobody will put up the money
for me to star. I'm below those two
Corey guys as far as Hollywood is
concerned. But I am very popular
with the three to six year old
demographics.
INT. SOCIAL CLUB - AFTERNOON
Bert drinking a cappuccino and smoking a big, fat cigar. The
only one of his crew around is BIG HAL who sits with Bert and
drinks coffee.
BERT
You wanna go do that thing tonight
over at the Body Shop?
BIG HAL
Sure, Bert. Who you gonna get to
come with me?
BERT
Where is everyone?
BIG HAL
Lil Nicky's in Vegas. Benny and
BT's are driving to San Diego for a
pickup.
BERT
What about Frankie?
BIG HAL
Nobody's seen him today.
BERT
Shit.
BIG HAL
I can do it alone Bert.
BERT
I know, Hally, but we got rules.
Someone's got to go with you.
Carla comes over to their table.
CARLA
I'll go, Uncle Bert.
Bert actually looks like he's thinking about it.
BIG HAL
No fuckin way. I ain't workin' with
a girl.
CARLA
I'll just keep my mouth shut and do
what Hal says.
BIG HAL
I don't mean to disrespect to your
family, I just don't wanna work
with no girl.
CARLA
What are you afraid of? Afraid I'll
do a good job? That you'll have to
actually have to admit that a woman
does something good other than
cook, clean or fuck?
BERT
Quiet.
Carla's mad. Big Hal's mad. Bert's thinking.
BERT
O.K. Hal take her.
BIG HAL
You gotta be kidding me? No way. I
can't do it. I won't feel safe.
BERT
Just do it. It's an easy pickup and
delivery. Take you ten minutes,
tops.
Hal's not budging.
BIG HAL
Ain't that easy. I like to go in
for a while, have a few drinks,
make sure nobody followed me.
BERT
Take her. Do what you usually do.
And you..
(talking to Carla)
Listen to Hal, pay attention and
keep your mouth shut. If I hear
that you been talking back or
disrespectful, that's the last time
you do anything.
Carla smiles smugly. She's finally won.
CARLA
When do I get a piece, you know,
for back-up?
Bert laughs.
BERT
You are there to watch Hal. That's
all. You're not carrying a gun.
CARLA
But what if something happens? I'll
need to be able to protect myself.
BIG HAL
I'm not going near her if she has a
gun.
BERT
You aren't going to need anything.
We are going in, picking up a
package and leaving another
package. That's all. Now I gave
you a job, are you going to argue
with me again?
Carla pouts.
CARLA
No.
BERT
Fine. What time do you want her to
meet you?
BIG HAL
About ten. I'll pick her up at the
corner up the street, by the 7-11.
BERT
(To Carla)
That OK with you?
CARLA
Yep. Fine.
BERT
We set Hal.
Hal's not happy at all, but Bert is the boss.
BIG HAL
All set boss.
BERT
Good.
INT. CASTING OFFICE - AFTERNOON
Billy is auditioning for the new Bruce Willis film in a
casting director's office. He is reading with a QUAN, Karl's
assistant. He is up for the part of young Dr. Zagort, a
computer genius criminal mastermind.
ZAGORT (BILLY)
All I had to do was patch in to the
NSA with a QAZ Trojan, to the
company's network and then opening
a back door through the infected
computer. The rest was simple.
QUAN
What makes you think you can get
away with this?
ZAGORT
Get away? I got away. The digital
domain is mine.
QUAN
You'll never get away, John will
find you and send you to cyberspace
forever.
ZAGORT
He's history now. With his new
credit history, he won't be able to
join Bally's Health Club.
QUAN
You're fiendish Dr. Zagort.
They stop auditioning and look to the casting agent, Karl,
for direction.
KARL
That's fine. Thank you Billy.
Billy gets up and walks out, confident he didn't get the
part.
INT JACK HAMLIN'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM
Jack is writing on the computer, learning Spanish by tape,
listening to a word then repeating it. He is working on a
false driver's license on the computer, altering the name and
address.
TAPE
Large ...... Grande
JACK
Large ...... Grande
TAPE
Small ...... pequeño
JACK
Small ...... pequeño
His cell phone rings.
JACK
Hello? .... Yea.. Saheem.. I got 12
cartons of Marlboro Lights, 10
cartons of Marlboro Reds, and 15
cartons of Kool Mild. Give all of
them too you for-
Jack does some mathematical gymnastics.
JACK
Five-hundred bucks. Thats about
$13.50 a carton. Triple your money
in a few days. They even have the
state stamps.
Jack listens.
JACK (CONT'D)
No, I cant take beer in trade.
What am I going to do with $500 in
beer?
Jack listens.
JACK (CONT'D)
Drink it, yes, very funny, Saheem.
You're sense of humor is coming
along nicely. Tell you what, I'll
give them to you for four-fifty and
five cases of Bud.
Jack listens.
JACK (CONT'D)
No, Saheem, it's bullshit. The
phrase is bullshit, not cowshit.
Jack listens.
JACK (CONT'D)
Yes, there is a difference. Do we
have a deal?
Jack listens.
JACK (CONT'D)
O.K., I'll be there in a hour.
He prints off the license and inspects. Very good indeed.
INT. THE BODYSHOP - NIGHT
The topless bar is very dark, with a single stage in the
middle and two more on the side. The crowd is sparse, mainly
older men, but a few loud younger men. Billy walks into the
bar and is immediately asked to show his I.D. to the
doorman/bouncer. Billy is wearing dark glasses and trying to
look inconspicuous. MELISSA, the dancer-turned-waitress, is
sitting at the bar. A bleach blonde bartender greets Billy as
he sits.
BARTENDER
What can I get you?
BILLY
(to the bartender)
Hi, Grey Goose on the rocks
BARTENDER
We have Absolute and Stoli.
BILLY
Belvedere?
BARTENDER
Absolute or Stoli.
Not a question. A bored statement.
BILLY
Stoli.
The bartender turns to pour his drink. Billy turns and looks
at the stage. An attractive blonde spins on a pole. The
bartender sets his drink down.
BARTENDER
That's $12.50.
BILLY
Can I start a tab?
BARTENDER
I have to get a credit card before
I can start one.
BILLY
Forget it. Here.
He hands her a twenty. The woman, Melissa, at the bar speaks.
MELISSA
There are nicer places with Grey
Goose.
BILLY
I don't like the nicer places. Too
many people.
MELISSA
Prefer the dark anonymity of the
lower-class establishments? Where
you're less likely to be noticed?
BILLY
Yes, something like that.
MELISSA
I doubt any of these guys would
know who you are anyway. How many
guys hang out at strip places know
what their kids watch? How many of
them even know their kids names?
BILLY
You don't have a very high opinion
of you're clientele. Doesn't your
cynicism hurt tips?
MELISSA
(breaking into a southern
sweetie pie voice)
Why no honey! They just love me....
She's pretty convincing.
MELISSA (CONT'D)
(in her normal speaking voice)
I don't let them know how I feel.
They think I'm a bi-sexual woman
who might invite them to come to
bed with my girlfriend and me.
BILLY
You don't mean it?
MELISSA
No.
BILLY
You mean the girls don't really
mean it when they say nice things
to me?
MELISSA
I'm sure they do. For that second.
Then.. poof... the second's gone,
you're all forgotten. I'm sorry did
I wreck the illusion for you?
BILLY
Now I know how the little kids feel
when they see me without my cartoon
penguin.
MELISSA
Barry, right?
BILLY
Him or me?
MELISSA
Him. You're Billy.
BILLY
You must have kids.
MELISSA
No, I babysit for my girlfriends
kid sometimes. She's a huge fan.
Shirts. Posters. Videos.
BILLY
Yes, I'm really big with the pre
schoolers.
MELISSA
Sound like you aren't enjoying your
fame and fourtune.
BILLY
I really do, I love teaching and
making the kids happy, but shit, I
have to have a life, you know?
MELISSA
Well, look at me. No matter what I
do, I'm still a stripper. Every
time I see a guy in a store, I have
to wonder if he's smiling at me to
pick me up or is he smiling at me
because he's seen my tits?
It's hard to get dates or have a
steady boyfriend.
BILLY
I know what you mean. If I go out
with a woman, it has to be one
without kids, because I freak them
out. I went out with one woman who
had a four-year-old. All she could
do was ask where Barry was. Then
she walked in while I was on top of
her mom, pumping away. I looked up
and she was trying to scream, but
nothing was coming out.
MELISSA
Oh shit..
BILLY
I hear the therapy is going well
though.
Melissa laughs.
BILLY
I must be keeping you from working.
MELISSA
No, you're not. I came in to serve
drinks, but we're slow. I don't
want to take the real server's
money. I am, I was a dancer.
BILLY
Why aren't you dancing anymore?
MELISSA
Minor catastrophe. One of my
breasts leaked. I'm a little
lopsided.
BILLY
They look fine.
MELISSA
Well one is a small water balloon.
It was the only thing I could find
that seemed natural.
BILLY
Very resourceful. When are you
getting it fixed?
MELISSA
As soon as I come up with thirty
five hundred bucks.
BILLY
Those don't come with warranties?
MELISSA
No. Great timing, huh? I just paid
my tuition for this semester.
BILLY
Where do you go?
MELISSA
USC Law school.
BILLY
No shit? Is that some stripper
bullshit? You going to school, I
feel sorry for you, offer to pay
for your books, but it really goes
to your meth-addicted boyfriend?
Melissa laughs.
MELISSA
My god, you're the cynical one. I
really am going to law school.
Carrying a 3.4 too.
BILLY
That's great.
MELISSA
That's why I do this. Support
myself, and go to school. Sometimes
I feel like I'll never finish.
BILLY
Must be hard to do this and school.
MELISSA
Not bad, I just have to be
disciplined.
BILLY
What do you want to go in?
MELISSA
I don't know, maybe entertainment
law.
BILLY
Movies? Be an agent?
MELISSA
Something like that. I love movies.
The whole process.
BILLY
Like to come see the show get
taped? Give you a new perspective.
We are on hiatus right now. Couple
weeks we will be back taping.
MELISSA
I'd love to.
EXT - CORNER BY THE 7-11 - NIGHT
Carla is waiting by the curb. An old junky car slows. The
driver a older male, rolls down the window.
DRIVER
Hey baby, you working?
CARLA
Hey asshole, you couldn't afford me
if I was. You get this car free
with ten gallons of gas?
DRIVER
Fuck you, bitch.
CARLA
Bye honey, say hi to the wife and
kids for me.
The car speeds off in a puff of blue smoke, followed closely
by a blue minivan. The van stops in front of her. Hal is
inside. He unlocks the doors, but doesn't motion or talk.
Carla gets in the van, walking with some discomfort.
BIG HAL
Making new friends?
CARLA
The minivan is nice, where are the
kids?
BIG HAL
Fuck you. My Tahoe is in getting
fixed. This is a loaner.
CARLA
It's you. I highly suggest you
trade your Tahoe for one. Lots of
room.
BIG HAL
You're trying to be funny. Don't.
Don't say anything. Just watch and
listen.
CARLA
I know you don't want me here.
BIG HAL
No shit.
CARLA
I don't know what's bothering you
about this.
BIG HAL
What's bothering me is that you're
a girl. Call me old-fashioned, but
I don't think females ought to be
doing this.
CARLA
Let me guess, women should be at
home, serving food, or dancing for
your enjoyment.
BIG HAL
I just think there are some
professions that women shouldn't be
in.
CARLA
Like?
BIG HAL
Soldiers. Truck drivers.
Construction workers.
CARLA
Soldier I'll give you, but a truck
driver? What, a woman can't turn a
steering wheel and look out some
mirrors? Does the shifter thing
weigh 40 or 50 pounds?
BIG HAL
Just forget it. I'm through
talking.
We are going to go and deliver the
package and pick up the other one.
You are going to stay in the car
and watch.
CARLA
No, I'm going in. I know how it's
done. I'm staying by you every
second.
BIG HAL
You gonna sit and look at all the
pretty girls with me? Maybe have a
couple beers?
CARLA
What? You think that's gonna bother
me? Think again. I'm stuck to you
like glue, Lou.
BIG HAL
Great. Fuckin' great.
They drive along in silence until they reach "The Bodyshop".
Hal pulls into a spot near the rear. He turns off the car and
looks at Carla.
BIG HAL
Now, I told you I don't want you to
come in, but you have to anyway. We
are going in and having a couple
drinks. Think you can handle that?
CARLA
Yeah, yeah, sure.
BIG HAL
I'm serious, no fucking up. Your
uncle will knock us both down if
this gets fucked up. Just sit
there, have your drink, and don't
be obvious.
CARLA
I'll be a woman in a strip place
fully clothed. I'm going to be a
little obvious.
Hal grabs a briefcase from the back seat. They exit the car
and walk into the bar. Carla is still walking uncomfortably.
INT. THE BODYSHOP - NIGHT
Carla and Big Hal walk in. The doorman/bouncer, Gordie,
greets them. Guns & Roses plays loudly.
GORDIE
Hey Hal.
BIG HAL
Hey Gordie, how's it going?
GORDIE
Good. Real good. Like me to move
anyone so you can sit?
Gordie pretty much ignores Carla.
BIG HAL
No, that's O.K., we'll just sit
anywhere.
GORDIE
O.K. Hal, let me know if you need
anything.
Hal leads Carla over to an empty table. Hal sits, Carla tries
to sit, but the mysterious pain prevents her from sitting.
CARLA
I gotta go to the ladies room.
Order me a margarita.
BIG HAL
Just get a beer, don't be
difficult.
CARLA
I'm not being difficult. I don't
like beer. I like margaritas.
BIG HAL
I don't even know if they have them
here.
CARLA
It's a bar of course they have
them.
She just turns and limps away.
INT - BODYSHOP WOMANS ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Carla opens the stall door and unzips her pants. She reaches
deep down the front of her pants and pulls out the source of
her pain, a .32 caliber pistol.
CARLA
Their dicks must keep it from
falling down their pants.
The door to the womans room opens. Melissa walks in as Carla
is coming out of the stall. They look at each other, both
recognizing the other from the past.
MELISSA
Carla? Carla Giacaboni?
A smile comes across Carla's face.
CARLA
My God, Melissa. How are you?
Melissa is sort of ashamed to admit her profession, but..
MELISSA
Well, I'm good, going to school.
What about you?
Carla remembers she's in a topless bar. She's embarrassed
herself.
CARLA
I'm good. It's been so long, high
school right? How's your brother?
MELISSA
He's good. Still around here. I
can't even remember the last time I
saw you.
They avoid the big questions: Why are they both there?
Awkward silence.
CARLA
Well, I let you go, you know..
Carla motions to the stall.
MELISSA
Oh, yea, right. It was great seeing
you.
CARLA
Yea, you too, Mel.
Carla walks out.
INT - THE BODY SHOP TABLE - MOMENTS LATER
Carla arrives back at the table. Hal is drinking a beer.
Carla sits. AC/DC blares loudly.
CARLA
What is this? I wanted a margarita?
She motions to a drink on ice.
BIG HAL
That's what you said. That's what I
ordered.
She tastes it.
CARLA
That's not a margarita. A margarita
is like a Slushie with alcohol. And
there's no salt. This is tequila
and Sprite or something.
BIG HAL
Just shut up and drink it.
CARLA
It's not what I want.
BIG HAL
We all have to make sacrifices.
Carla takes a drink and makes a face. She looks around. Looks
at the dancers.
CARLA
Why do guys come here, to places
like this? They know they have no
chance with the dancers.
BIG HAL
We like it because we can see women
naked and not have to talk to them
if we don't want to.
CARLA
You don't like to talk to women?
BIG HAL
Not really.
CARLA
Why not?
BIG HAL
'Cause I got nothin' in common with
them.
CARLA
How do you know? You never talk to
them. Have you ever ask one of the
dancers why she is dancing?
BIG HAL
No, because I know why. They like
money.
CARLA
You don't think they have other
reasons?
BIG HAL
Like what? Because they like it?
CARLA
Maybe they have issues.
BIG HAL
Yea, the issue is they like money.
CARLA
Maybe I'll ask one. How do I get
one over here?
BIG HAL
Hold out some money. A five should
do for a lap dance.
CARLA
I don't want a lap dance.
BIG HAL
Well, their time is money. You want
to ask, you pay.
CARLA
I can't just ask them a question?
BIG HAL
No. These girls work on tips. You
want their time, you pay. I'll even
pay for it, just to watch.
CARLA
I rather have them dance for me
than have you dance for me.
BIG HAL
Ohhhh, is that why we never see you
with guys? Maybe you and I have
more in common than I thought.
CARLA
Fuck you, Hal. But if it makes a
difference, I would rather go to
bed with any of these women than
you.
BIG HAL
I'll bet you would.
Hal laughs at her.
CARLA
Not because I'm a lesbian, I'm not,
it's just that you're so fucking
disgusting. I'd probably get them
off too, something I'm sure you
aren't concerned with.
Now it's Carla's turn to laugh. Hal is getting pissed.
BIG HAL
Fuck you, dyke.
CARLA
Watch that shit. I'll tell Uncle
Bert you tried to fuck me.
This really pisses Hal off. Veins are popping, his face
turning red.
BIG HAL
Let me tell you something. You are
here because of who your uncle is.
And if you fuck up, you're going to
pay, just like any of us would.
CARLA
Don't talk to me, you fucking
asshole.
INT - THE BODYSHOP BAR - MOMENTS LATER
Melissa and Billy are talking. She points over to Big Hal and
Carla.
MELISSA
See that girl with her boyfriend?
BILLY
Yea.
MELISSA
Her uncle owns this place. He's a
mob guy.
BILLY
How do you know her?
MELISSA
High school. We were good friends.
Use to skip out, smoke, you know
high school rebel girl stuff.
BILLY
She looks older.
MELISSA
Her dad and mom were gunned down
going to dinner one night right
after high school. That would age
me too.
BILLY
What's she doing with the guy?
MELISSA
Can you keep a secret?
BILLY
Depends. If I can sell it to the
National Enquirer and make some
decent cash, the answer would have
to be no.
MELISSA
You don't make good money on that
show?
BILLY
The money is alright, but nothing
to brag about. I'll bet on good
weeks you make more than me.
MELISSA
I thought all you TV guys were
rich.
BILLY
Not all. I signed a long term
contract when we were starting the
show. Figured the money was good.
And it is; it's just not "fuck you"
money.
CARLA
Where were we?
BILLY
Keeping a secret. Rudely pointing.
CARLA
Oh, that's right.
She points again at Big Hal.
CARLA
He's a mob guy too. Going to do
some sort of deal here in the
office.
BILLY
What kind?
MELISSA
Drugs I think. Some other guys
dropped something off this morning.
BILLY
Why do they use this place?
MELISSA
I already told you. They own it.
There's a big safe in back.
BILLY
No shit. That would be tempting to
someone who needed money.
MELISSA
There's always two dropping off and
two picking up.
BILLY
How do you know so much?
MELISSA
I'm a good listener. And I hear
shit from my brother.
BILLY
Is he in the mob too?
MELISSA
No.
No explanation.
BILLY
So your brother does some sort of
thing for the mob, and you're a
overly-curious stripper with a
defective breast. Sounds like some
sort of surreal Raymond Carver
story.
INT - BODYSHOP - MOMENTS LATER
Big Hal finishes his beer. Belches.
BIG HAL
I'm done. Lets go.
Carla is still sitting. Sipping her drink.
BIG HAL
C'mon, lets go.
CARLA
I'm not ready. I'm finishing my
drink.
Big Hal is getting really pissed. He gets in her face.
BIG HAL
Finish that fucking drink. Now.
Carla sits with a smug look on her face. Big Hal is furious.
He grabs her arm and lifts her from her seat. He pulls her
toward the office. A patron stands in Big Hal's way.
PATRON
Hey, man, let go of her.
Hal is stymied, does he let go of Carla or the suitcase?
Neither, he head-butts the patron right on his nose. The
patron falls back, hands and face covered with blood. They
continue to the office.
INT - BODYSHOP BAR - MOMENTS LATER
Melissa and Billy watch the scene unfold.
BILLY
Nice guy. Nobody going to call the
cops? Isn't she your friend?
MELISSA
Are you crazy? Nobody calls the
cops on them. That would be
committing suicide.
BILLY
Where are they going?
MELISSA
Back to the office. See the
briefcase.
She points out the briefcase.
BILLY
Anybody back there?
MELISSA
No, it's empty this time of night.
I want to go see what's going on.
BILLY
Have fun.
MELISSA
You're not coming with me?
BILLY
No fucking way. I'm as close as I
want to be to it. Maybe closer than
I want.
MELISSA
Come on, chickenshit. We'll pretend
I'm taking you to the office for a
private dance.
BILLY
You do that here?
MELISSA
I don't. Some of them do. Come on,
nobodies going to get shot or
anything.
INT - BODYSHOP OFFICE - MOMENTS LATER
Big Hal and Carla enter the office. Big Hal finally lets go
of her arm. The music is still loud back there.
CARLA
Bastard, that hurt my arm.
BIG HAL
Just close the door and shut up.
Carla closes the door, but not all the way.
BIG HAL
Just stand next to it.
Big Hal opens the safe and removes a gym bag.
INT - BODYSHOP HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER
Melissa and Billy slowly edge toward the office door. Through
a crack in the door, they witness the transfer.
INT - BODYSHOP OFFICE - MOMENTS LATER
A bang on the back door startles Big Hal and Carla. He pulls
his gun, expecting the unexpected. He edges toward the back
door. Carla reaches for her gun, pulls it out.
Another loud bang on the door and
-BANG-
Carla's gun goes off. She looks at it, startled by the noise
and recoil of the little gun. She then looks over to see
where the bullet went in time to see Big Hal fall to the
ground, blood flowing through his head.
INT - BODYSHOP HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER
Melissa and Billy witness the shooting and watch, unable to
move or speak.
INT - BODYSHOP OFFICE - MOMENTS LATER
Carla is frozen with fear. She has just killed a man. A mob
soldier. Her uncles best man.
CARLA
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh
fuck..
She walks over to Hal who is dead on the floor.
CARLA
Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh
fuck..
INT - BODYSHOP HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER
Melissa and Billy see Carla's meltdown.
MELISSA
We have to do something.
Billy starts to leave.
BILLY
Yeah, leave. Then call the cops.
MELISSA
No, we can't do that. She'll get in
trouble.
BILLY
Well she killed a guy, she kind of
deserves it, don't you think?
MELISSA
You saw what he did to her out
there.
BILLY
He didn't deserve to die for it.
MELISSA
I know, but you saw what happened,
it was an accident.
BILLY
Accident or not, I'm not doing
anything except calling the police
and getting the fuck out of here.
MELISSA
These people don't want the cops
called. They take care of their own
shit.
Melissa grabs his arm and they enter the office. Carla
doesn't hear or see them until Melissa gently puts her hand
around the gun. Carla looks at her, eyes wide, afraid.
CARLA
I didn't mean... Uncle Bert's going
to kill me. It was a misfire.
MELISSA
I'm sure it will be O.K., he will
understand, it was an accident.
CARLA
(hysterical)
No, Mel, he will really kill me. He
didn't like me anyway...it was a
misfire.
BILLY
I'm leaving now. I have a clause-
MELISSA
Where is your compassion, your
humanity?
BILLY
They left as soon as that gun went
off.
Carla turns to them, pleading.
CARLA
Please, help me. He's going to kill
me for this. Oh fuck.
They stop and wait for a second. Waiting for someone, anyone
who may have heard the shot.
MELISSA
(to Billy)
Check and see if anyone is coming.
See if they heard anything.
Billy opens the door, peeks out. Nothing. He ventures down
the dimly lit hallway. Nothing unusual. He goes back to the
office.
BILLY
Nobody heard anything. The music is
too loud.
MELISSA
We have to get her out of here.
BILLY
What happens to him?
MELISSA
I don't know, probably should leave
him here.
BILLY
He dead?
MELISSA
Yeah, I'm pretty sure that half of
his brains were used for something
important.
BILLY
Yea, but what about her?
He motions to Carla, who's mumbling to herself.
CARLA
I have to go hide. He'll kill me.
He will shoot be and cut me in
little pieces.
MELISSA
Carla...
CARLA
(softly)
Misfire....
BILLY
Miss Fire? Very fitting.
MELISSA
Do you have somewhere you can go?
CARLA
He's going to kill me.
BILLY
Who?
CARLA
Uncle Bert...
MELISSA
We have to take her someplace.
BILLY
We?
MELISSA
Aren't you going to help?
BILLY
No. I'm going to leave. I don't do
this sort of thing.
When there is trouble, I leave. I'm
not fit for this sort of thing.
MELISSA
Do you have a medical condition
that advises you against stress?
BILLY
No, I'm just that way. You want a
hero? Call Batman.
CARLA
Please don't leave me.
MELISSA
(to Billy)
You get beat up in school, didn't
you?
BILLY
Of course. I was in band and
thespians. I used to get beat up
every day.
MELISSA
Stop getting beat up.
BILLY
Why are we helping a woman who
killed a guy?
MELISSA
Because she was my friend and it's
the right thing to do.
BILLY
Doesn't mean it's the smart thing
to do.
EXT - BODYSHOP PARKING LOT - NIGHT
Billy and Carla are putting the briefcase, the gym bag, and a
couple cases of liquor in Billy's Lexus GS300. They get in
the front seats.
BILLY
I'm glad we are taking all this
liquor. I'll need it to sleep
tonight.
He struggles with another case.
BILLY (CONT'D)
Why are we stealing it?
MELISSA
To make it look like a robbery.
BILLY
What will that do?
MELISSA
So they don't think she did it.
They'll think some young punks did
it.
Billy and Carla get in his car. Melissa waits by the window.
Billy starts the engine and looks over at Carla. She is
looking straight ahead, almost comatose.
BILLY
Can you please buckle your seat
belt?
Carla complies wordlessly.
BILLY (CONT'D)
Thank you, Miss Fire
CARLA
Why do you call me that?
BILLY
Just trying to be funny.
CARLA
My name is Carla.
BILLY
I'm Billy. Interesting to meet you.
CARLA
I know, I heard her call you that.
It was an accident, I didn't mean
to shoot him, you know. It was a
misfire.
BILLY
I know.
CARLA
(getting hysterical)
He's going to find me and kill me.
I know it.
Melissa walks over to the car.
MELISSA
Will she be alright with you for a
while?
BILLY
She's not coming over to my house.
MELISSA
Please, just for a little while,
I'll be over. Give me your address.
Billy writes it on a piece of paper.
BILLY
She starts freaking out, I'm
calling the cops.
MELISSA
I appreciate this. You are a good
guy. Lots of balls.
Billy smiles sheepishly.
BILLY
That's the first time anybody ever
said that too me.
MELISSA
Don't let her leave. She'll go home
and get caught. Then we are all
fucked. Especially you. You're on
TV.
CARLA
You're on TV?
INT - BODYSHOP BAR
Everything is normal at the bar. Nobody knows what happened
in the office. Yet. Melissa is talking on her cell phone.
MELISSA
Jack, just meet me there. I really
need your help. I'm getting off
work now. I'll be there in about
twenty minutes.
She closes the phone and takes a look around. Patrons don't
know. Staff is oblivious.
She sees Gordie the doorman/bouncer goes to the bathroom.
Time to leave. Quick. She walks to the door and out.
EXT - CONDOMINIUM COMPLEX - LATER
Melissa is driving an older Honda Accord through an upper
middle class condominium complex. It's the type of place
retired middle management and two income couples with no kids
live.
She checks the number on the piece of paper, looking at the
addresses. She stops and pulls in to a driveway next to
Billy's Lexus.
EXT - BILLYS CONDO - MOMENTS LATER
She knocks on the door. Billy answers and ushers her in. They
walk into the condo. It is nicely furnished.
MELISSA
She better?
BILLY
She's talking a little now. Trying
to figure out what she should do.
Carla is sitting on the couch, nursing coffee, still almost
catatonic.
MELISSA
Hi Car..
Carla looks up
CARLA
Hey...
MELISSA
You OK?
CARLA
What did you do with Hal?
MELISSA
Who?
BILLY
The guy Miss Fire shot. The dead
guy
CARLA
Stop calling me that.
MELISSA
He's still dead. What were you
doing there with him? He your
boyfriend?
CARLA
No, I was there as his partner,
sort of. Nobody can do the pick-ups
and deliveries alone. Uncle Bert
sent me with Big Hal.
MELISSA
So you work for his gang now?
BILLY
Crew, not gang. I saw Goodfellas.
MELISSA
Thank you, Mr. Corleone.
CARLA
Not really, I work in a club he
owns. Tonight they were short, so I
came with Hal.
BILLY
He must be one of the more socially
progressive mob families.
MELISSA
What were you picking up?
CARLA
I don't know. Dropping off the
briefcase, picking up the bag.
MELISSA
Did you see what was in them?
BILLY
No.
MELISSA
Where are they?
BILLY
On the kitchen table.
Melissa goes into the kitchen and returns with the briefcase
and the gym bag.
She sets the brief case on the table, presses the buttons and
the latches spring open. She slowly raises the lid.
Inside is a small leather pouch surrounded by foam. Melissa
opens the leather pouch. Out falls a small handful of
diamonds.
MELISSA
Holy shit!
BILLY
Look at those-
CARLA
That's the ice they were talking
about. I thought it was drugs.
Melissa puts the diamonds back in the pouch.
MELISSA
Any guess what's behind door number
two?
Melissa unzips the gym bag. Inside is a full garbage bag.
It's opened to reveal a whole lot of cash. Mostly $100 bills.
BILLY
That's a shitload of cash.
MELISSA
Someone's going to miss this.
CARLA
Uncle Bert is going to miss it.
The doorbell rings. Billy looks shocked. He isn't expecting
company.
CARLA
(paranoid)
They found us already.
BILLY
Shit, it's the cops.
MELISSA
It's my brother. I talked to him.
He can help us.
Melissa walks to the front door and comes back with Jack.
MELISSA
Jack, this is Billy. And you
remember Carla?
Carla is a quivering mess. She looks up at Jack.
CARLA
Do you remember me?
JACK
Yes, I do. Hello Carla. I heard you
had a little problem tonight.
BILLY
That's an understatement.
MELISSA
It appears that we have some very
nice diamonds and a large amount of
cash that belongs to people we
don't want to mess with. Oh, and
one dead mob guy.
JACK
What did you do with the dead guy?
MELISSA
Nothing, left him there.
JACK
What's with the all the booze?
BILLY
I'm a raging alcoholic.
MELISSA
I took it from the bar. Tried to
make it look like a robbery.
JACK
Good idea. The cops don't really
care about bad guys getting killed.
But Bert will wonder about what
happened to Carla.
MELISSA
What do you think?
JACK
I don't know. Can you give the
stuff back and tell him what
happened?
CARLA
Sure, but he will have me killed.
No way.
MELISSA
Kill his own niece?
CARLA
I have no doubt.
JACK
(to Carla)
What do you want to do?
She doesn't know what she wants to do.
CARLA
Die. Leave. Leave the city, the
state, the country.
Jack thinks for a moment.
JACK
We should make him think you're
dead. Or kidnapped. What if we make
Bert think the guys who killed Hal
also took her. Hold her for ransom.
BILLY
What good would that do?
JACK
He would be reasonably assured that
Carla wasn't in on it.
MELISSA
That way she could go home after.
JACK
Would he pay a ransome for you?
CARLA
Maybe. I know he has about a half
million in cash stashed away.
They all look at each other.
BILLY
Whatever you're thinking of, count
me out.
MELISSA
Billy likes to spend all his time
with cartoon penguins.
JACK
I thought you looked familiar. What
are you doing here?
BILLY
This is my house. Your sister made
me an accomplice in all this shit.
I didn't want to help and I don't
want to be here. I saw brains
sliding down a dirty bar wall
tonight.
CARLA
What are you bitching at? I caused
it.
MELISSA
It's pretty cool, in a way.
BILLY
In the way that I could go to jail
and get anally raped for ten to
fifteen years?
JACK
As long as it looks like a robbery,
there's nothing to worry about.
CARLA
If I'm not there dead too, they'll
think I did it.
JACK
You'll have to be dead then. That
something you'd want to do?
CARLA
(indignantly)
No, I don't want to be dead.
JACK
I don't mean really dead. We could
make him think you're dead.
BILLY
How?
JACK
I don't know, maybe take some of
her blood, hair, spread it out on
the beach. Make it look like she
was fed to the sharks.
CARLA
That's a pretty shitty way to die.
I think I'll just be kidnapped,
thank you.
JACK
Think you can act like a victim
enough that he doesn't suspect
anything?
CARLA
I don't know.
JACK
You better know. If he suspects a
thing, he'll hurt you.
Carla starts to cry.
CARLA
I don't wanna be tortured.
MELISSA
Would he really do that?
Jack shrugs.
JACK
I've heard terrible things about
him. Anything's possible. Let's
meet back here tomorrow.
MELISSA
You can stay with me, if you want.
I have a pull-out couch you can
sleep on.
BILLY
She can stay in the extra bed here.
CARLA
I need my things. I have to go
home.
She gets up and walks toward the door.
JACK
They are probably watching your
house.
CARLA
But I don't have anything. Not even
a toothbrush.
JACK
C'mon, let's get you some things.
INT - WALMART - LATER
Jack pushes a grocery cart through the woman's undergarment
section in the empty store. Carla shops for bras.
CARLA
Do you mind leaving while I shop
for these?
JACK
I've seen bras before.
CARLA
Not mine.
She picks out a bra but hides the size from Jack.
JACK
You're really scared of your uncle.
Think he would really have you
killed?
She throws her things in the cart. They move off to another
part of the store.
CARLA
I'm pretty sure. I've heard of him
having people killed for minor
shit. This is a big fuck up.
JACK
The longer it goes, the worse it
will be. You still have a choice.
Go back now, tell him what
happened. He will be happy to get
the money and diamonds back.
CARLA
I killed his best guy.
JACK
He has to answer to somebody too. I
know a little about your uncle and
his people. Everyone is
accountable.
They move toward the magazines.
CARLA
Will anything happen to him?
Jack picks out a couple magazines, "Handgun Shooter" and
"Child" magazine
JACK
No, he'll probably have to cover
the losses, but that's all. If his
bosses know anything about the
money and diamonds. They may not
know anything.
INT - WALMART CHECKOUT - MOMENTS LATER
The cashier runs their purchases through the scanner. She
smiles at them.
CHECKOUT LADY
You two picked a nice time to shop.
Nobody here.
She looks at the magazines and scans them. She feels the need
to comment.
CHECKOUT LADY
Hmmmmmm, a gun magazine and a
childrens magazine. Not a good
combination. Guns kill kids.
This pisses Jack off.
JACK
Actually, I am bored hunting
animals, so now I'm going to hunt
children, but first I need to find
out their habits, where they hang
out. I like to do my homework
first.
The checkout lady is absolutely horrified. She is speechless.
Carla is horrified, but slightly amused at the same time. The
checkout lady rushes through without saying another word.
INT JACKS CAR - MOMENTS LATER
Jack is driving Carla over to Billy's to sleep in his Grand
Prix.
CARLA
Why did you buy those magazines?
JACK
I like guns and I have a four year
old daughter. Graciela. Lives with
her mother in Mexico.
CARLA
Do you see her very much?
JACK
No. I want to bring her back to
live with me. Her mother won't let
her come here. I'm thinking about
going there to be with her.
CARLA
What's stopping you?
JACK
Money and the language. Hard to
earn a living if you can't speak
the language. But I'm learning.
(in Spanish)
Cómo está usted hoy, ¿ma'am?
(How are you today, ma'am?)
CARLA
(in Spanish)
He sido mejor, en hecho, He matado
a un hombre esta misma tarde.
(I've been better, in fact, I have
killed a man this very evening.)
Jack can't quite understand her rapid Spanish, but is
impressed.
JACK
Wow. What the hell did you say?
INT - BERT'S HUGE HOME - NIGHT
Bert sits alone in his dark, leathered den. He is on the
phone.
BERT
Of course they know he worked for
me. Ask anybody who's seen the
inside of a jail cell who Big Hal
works for, they'll tell you me.
(listening)
I was the first one they called.
A detective called to tell me. He
enjoyed every second of it.
(listening)
Fuck yeah, they got everything,
including my niece.
(listening)
I don't know. Probably dead.
(listening)
No, she wasn't in on it. She's not
that smart.
(listening)
Well if she did, I'll kill her
myself.
INT BILLYS CONDO - NEXT MORNING
The amateur crew has assembled and sit in the living room.
JACK
Do we all still want to do this?
Carla?
CARLA
Yes. I don't have a choice.
MELISSA
Sure you do. The other way gets you
dead.
CARLA
I appreciate you reminding me.
Maybe tonight I'll get more than
ten minutes actual sleep.
BILLY
I don't think anyone slept good.
All I saw when I closed my eyes was
that guys brains splattered on the
wall.
MELISSA
So much for breakfast.
JACK
Carla, how much cash does he have
handy?
CARLA
I don't know, I heard six-hundred
thousand.
Jack thinks for a moment.
JACK
If it's in one-hundred dollar
bills, it weights about 12 or 13
pounds.
They are all amazed, except Melissa.
CARLA
That's incredible.
MELISSA
He knows all sorts of shit, too bad
he never used his brains for
anything substantial.
Melissa flashes a good natured smile at Jack.
JACK
Let's say the bills are dirty, they
weigh 15 pounds, another ten for
the briefcase.
BILLY
How many suitcases will it take to
hold it all?
JACK
Half a million in hundred dollar
bills is five thousand bills. One
hundred bundles of fifty bills. It
will fit in one briefcase.
MELISSA
They going to leave a half-million
in cash someplace on the street for
us to pick up?
Jack smiles at them.
JACK
No. We are going fishing.
Jack pulls out two pieces of paper out of his pocket and
hands them to Bill and Melissa.
JACK (CONT'D)
Carla, you go with Melissa. We need
everything on that list. We will
meet at Petey M's for lunch at one.
Everyone know where it's at?
Everyone nods yes.
BILLY
(to Jack)
You've done something like this
before.
MELISSA
Of course, he use to work for the
government.
INT SPORTING GOODS STORE - DAY
Carla and Melissa enter a sporting goods store and head to
the fishing department. They look at the vast assortment of
reels.
MELISSA
Any thoughts on which one?
CARLA
I have no idea. Something with
fifty pounds testes.
MELISSA
What the hell do big balls have to
do with fishing?
A salesman approaches them.
SALESMAN
Can I help you ladies with
something?
MELISSA
Yes, we need some fishing poles and
everything for our boyfriends.
SALESMAN
What kind of fishing do they do?
Fly fishing? Off-shore? Surf
fishing?
CARLA
How do you fish for flies?
MELISSA
(to the salesman)
I'm not sure. Something big. Down
on the bottom.
SALESMAN
O.K. They probably fish from a
boat?
Sounds good to them.
MELISSA
I guess.
SALESMAN
They probably need something heavy
duty. Big reels. Heavy line.
CARLA
He said something about fifty pound
testes, whatever that means.
The salesman laughs
SALESMAN
Fifty pound test line. It means it
can lift fifty pounds before
breaking.
MELISSA
That's what we need. Something
heavy.
The salesman grabs a reel.
SALESMAN
This is a Penn 114H. It will hold
475 yards of fifty pound test line.
MELISSA
How much is it?
SALESMAN
$125 each, but if you buy a fishing
rod, you get ten percent off both.
MELISSA
Sounds good.
INT - PAWN SHOP/PARTY STORE - MORNING
Jack walks in to a pawn shop/party store and is greeted by
name by the owner, SAHEEM, a smiling man in his forties of
undetermined middle-eastern descent. He still has a bit of an
accent. Two other younger men are also in the store.
SAHEEM
Ah, Jack my friend, how are you
this day?
JACK
Saheem, what is the good word from
Allah?
SAHEEM
Everything is great my friend. You
have cigarettes for me?
JACK
No, something else. Can I see you
in the back?
SAHEEM
Yes, of course.
They walk into the back to an office in the back and sit in a
couple chairs. Jack pulls out the leather pouch.
JACK
I need your word about this. I can
get killed for what I'm showing
you.
SAHEEM
(mocking offended)
Jack, we have been friends for
years, you're not even here today,
in fact, I think you went fishing,
my friend.
Jack pours out the contents of the pouch into Saheems hand.
Saheem looks at the beautiful gems.
SAHEEM
Some men came asking about some
missing diamonds. Very anxious to
get them back. A man was killed for
these, Jack.
Saheem takes out a 10x magnifying loupe. He examines the
diamonds. He looks at Jack.
JACK
Hey, I didn't do it. I'm doing this
for a friend.
SAHEEM
I know you are no killer, my
friend. But the men looking for
these diamonds, they are killers.
JACK
I know.
SAHEEM
You will have a hard time selling
these for a fair price. They are
flawless. Beautiful stones.
JACK
They are that good?
SAHEEM
These are of the highest quality,
IF, VVS1's. Worth 15, maybe 20
thousand each. This is just an
estimate of course. If these were
regular diamonds, we could do
business, but these are top
quality. I couldn't pay you enough
for your trouble.
JACK
Who would have the stones for sale?
SAHEEM
Indians are big into diamonds these
days. Easy to carry, hide.
Russians. The Hasidic Jews in New
York are still doing lots of
business, Russians too.
JACK
You're saying I won't be able to
get full value for these.
SAHEEM
I'm sorry my friend, but the way
you look, you will never sell them
for close to what you should get.
You need to become a Indian or a
Jew, my friend.
Saheem laughs long and hard at this.
JACK
I have a friend who is part Navaho
on his mothers side.
SAHEEM
No, no. Not Indian like woo-woo,
(patting mouth like kids
do when making Native
American noises)
..John Wayne movies. Indians from
India.
JACK
Oh, O.K. Wrong Indians.
SAHEEM
Do you know any Hasidic Jews or
Indians?
JACK
Maybe....
SAHEEM
My advice to you: stop. Give the
diamonds back. Forget what you have
seen and heard.
JACK
I can't Saheem.
SAHEEM
Please, whatever you do, be
careful. They are looking for
these. They were very, very angry.
JACK
Who would be big enough to buy
them?
SAHEEM
I would try Winston Wolpe jewelers.
I've heard they don't ask too many
questions.
INT JACK'S CAR - MOMENTS LATER
Jack is on the phone with Billy.
JACK
I need an actor.
BILLY (O.S.)
I'm a trained actor. I can play
anything.
JACK
This isn't for critical praise.
It's for about a quarter million
dollars.
BILLY (O.S.)
And my life, possibly.
JACK
Can you?
BILLY (O.S.)
I've done Shakespeare, Miller, and
lots of other dead playwrights, I
can do this.
JACK
You have until tomorrow to be
convincing. Can you do it?
BILLY (O.S.)
Yes, I can.
JACK
I'll see you in an hour.
BILLY (O.S.)
Ok.
INT - ELECTRONIC STORE - DAY
A huge electronic store, Best Buy. Carla and Melissa are
walking in the cellular phone section. They pick up 10 phones
and put them in their cart.
CARLA
Why do we need that many?
MELISSA
I don't know. I didn't ask why.
Melissa throws another in the cart. They walk toward the
binoculars.
CARLA
Do you think this is right? What we
are doing.
MELISSA
I don't know. I guess we are
stealing. But stealing from a mob
guy is different from robbing a
bank or a store. I mean, just the
bad guys are getting hurt.
CARLA
Well, when you rob a bank, the
customers or the bank don't lose
money. That's all government
insured. The government pays them
back.
MELISSA
But we pay the government all that
money.
CARLA
We pay for the shit that gets
stolen from trucks or stores.
MELISSA
And?
CARLA
And what?
MELISSA
So are you comparing what your
uncle does with the government or a
legitimate business?
CARLA
I just don't see much of a
difference -
MELISSA
Of course you wouldn't.
INT SMALL CAFE - AFTERNOON
Carla and Melissa are sitting outside opposite each other,
neither speaking. Billy joins them.
BILLY
Ladies.
Not a word.
BILLY
Well this is a cheery bunch.
They sit in silence.
BILLY
I get to be an actor in this caper.
CARLA
Caper? A fucking caper? This is my
life.
MELISSA
Leave him alone.
BILLY
It's like a movie.
CARLA
It's not a movie. I killed a man,
you idiot. I'll never see my
family, because my uncle will kill
me-
People are starting to look over.
MELISSA
(hissing)
Shut the fuck up. You want us to
get arrested?
CARLA
It doesn't matter.
The waitress comes over.
WAITRESS
Can I get you something, sir?
BILLY
Sure, I'll have a Bud.
Carla gulps her margarita down.
CARLA
I want another margarita.
Jack shows up as the waitress is leaving.
JACK
How's everyone?
MELISSA
OK
BILLY
Good
CARLA
Shitty
JACK
(to Melissa)
OK
(to Billy)
Good
(to Carla)
Why?
Carla is pouting.
CARLA
I changed my mind. I don't want to
do this. I want to tell him the
truth, that I fucked up.
JACK
How will he react?
CARLA
I don't know. I don't want to spend
my whole life running, waiting for
him to sneak up and kill me. I want
a life.
JACK
What about the dead thing?
CARLA
What about it?
JACK
We can send him pictures modified
to look like you're dead. We'll
leave the bloody clothes somewhere
the police can find them. Near the
ocean. You were eaten by sharks or
something.
CARLA
I don't want to be eaten by sharks.
BILLY
Better than the alternative.
CARLA
(to Billy)
And what is your purpose here? You
haven't done anything.
MELISSA
(to Carla)
All you've done is bitch and
complain. Sometime I wish I hadn't
helped you.
CARLA
(sarcasticly)
Well I'm sorry, Mel, things haven't
really gone my way lately.
Carla looks pissed then a little sad.
JACK
Billy is going to have a very
important part to play.
MELISSA
What?
JACK
He's going to sell the diamonds for
us.
BILLY
How? To who?
JACK
A diamond wholesaler. You are going
in, selling them, and walking out
with the cash. A load of cash.
MELISSA
How do you know he'll have enough
cash to buy them all?
JACK
I'm calling them today. They will
have the cash.
(to Billy)
You are changing religions.
BILLY
How do you know what religion I am
now?
JACK
I'm pretty sure you're not the
faith you are about to become.
EXT COSTUME STORE - DAY
Billy walks into a costume store.
EXT COSTUME STORE - MINUTES LATER
Billy walks out of the costume store carrying something on a
hanger over his shoulder
INT JC PENNYS - DAY
Carla and Melissa shopping for blue blazers in the mens
department. They try them on for size. Carla is now in a
better mood due to the margaritas.
MELISSA
This look good?
She spins so Carla can see the coat.
CARLA
I think you need something longer
in the arms.
MELISSA
We don't need them to be perfect.
Only using them for an hour, Jack
said.
CARLA
But you want to look good. What
size does Jack need?
MELISSA
Forty-four long.
Carla is looking though the rack of coats.
CARLA
(thinking out loud)
I'll bet he's long...
Carla didn't mean to say that out loud.
MELISSA
What?
CARLA
What?
MELISSA
What did you say about Jack?
CARLA
Nothing.
Melissa picks through and finds a forty-four long.
MELISSA
Got one. What else do we need?
Carla checks her list.
CARLA
White shirts, tan khakis and black
athletic shoes.
They're off to another department.
EXT - OFFICE BUILDING - DAY
Billy looks at the tenant listing on the outside of the
building. He runs his finger down the list until he hits:
Sarah T. Dundas - Dialect Coach
INT DIALECT COACHES OFFICE - DAY
Billy and the dialect coach, SARAH meet. They sit in her
office.
BILLY
Thank you for seeing me on such
short notice. I'd like to show them
I can do an accent...you know, help
my chances.
SARAH
I understand completely. This isn't
that unusual. I have lots of actors
with sudden auditions.
BILLY
How much time does it take to sound
convincing?
SARAH
Depends on which accent you need.
It's nice to know a little of the
language so you can throw in a few.
Makes it look convincing. I only
have two hours available, but that
should be enough to make you
through the audition.
INT SOCIAL CLUB - DAY
Bert and his crew, Little Nicky, Benny Jet and Sally Tongue,
are in the club discussing the problem.
BERT
Nicky, you hear anything about the
diamonds?
NICKY
Not a thing, but they could be
anywhere by now.
This pisses Bert off.
BERT
I don't think so. It was some kids
who did it. They stole a case of
cheap vodka, for gods sake. They
weren't pro's.
BENNY
What about Carla?
SALLY T
She's dead or somewhere scared
shitless.
NICKY
What do you think Bert?
BERT
I don't know.
NICKY
Maybe she was in on it?
BERT
Stop talking stupid. If they killed
Hal, they probably killed her too.
A noise is heard. Sounds like hail hitting a car roof.
Another. And another. The guys look at each other. Nicky goes
to the door and looks out. Some kids playing throwing a ball.
NICKY
Just some kids playing catch.
EXT SOCIAL CLUB - MOMENTS LATER
Up on a roof adjacent to the club, Jack is taking careful aim
at the roofs of the cars in the club parking lot with a
paintball gun.
POP!
Another roof is marked with a white splat. The car roofs look
like the targets of a flock of very large birds flying
overhead.
INT BILLYS CONDO - LATER
Jack, Carla, Melissa and Billy gather at Billy's condo. Bags
of their goods are sitting around. Jack is trying on his
blazer. Billy is reading a piece of paper.
JACK
(to Billy)
How do you feel about making the
call now?
BILLY
To who?
JACK
The people who are going to buy our
diamonds. Think you can be
convincing?
BILLY
I have it down pretty good. Who do
I ask for?
JACK
Ask for Chad, he's Winston's son.
Trying to make a name in the
business. Wants to be a player.
He'll want them and be willing to
pay.
BILLY
O.K.
JACK
Want us to leave?
BILLY
No, stay, I need to practice with
someone here. Helps my nerves.
Billy picks up one of the new cell phones and dials.
BILLY
Chad please.
He waits.
BILLY
(Brooklyn - Yiddish
accent)
Chad Wolpe, my name is Zui Zimer,
how are you today?
(listening)
Fine, fine, good. I know you are a
busy man today, Mr. Wolpe so I'll
get right to the point.
I have some diamonds left to me by
my paternal Grandfather Rabbi Zimer
as a gift to my children. Well, as
you know Mr. Wolpe, things don't
always happen as many would like,
and I will not be having children
of the Jewish faith.
(listening)
No, I am of the best of health,
praise God, but I have fallen in
love with a forbidden women, a
beautiful woman and will now be
disowned by my family. I wish to
sell these jewels, to give us a
start on a life far from the
prying, judgemental eyes of our
families.
(listening)
I will be available tomorrow
morning if you are interested in
these fine jewels, but require cash
to avoid taxes and such. You
understand.
(listening)
53 diamonds, one to 4 carats, IF's,
VVS1's. Yes, they are exceptional,
handpicked by my grandfather as a
gift.
(pause)
Nine a.m. will be fine. Thank you.
They all smile at Billy - He did great.
EXT - ROOFTOP ACROSS FROM HOTEL - EARLY EVENING
The four of them are looking down at the street from a
rooftop about 9 stories up.
JACK
We can see a good distance down the
streets.
MELISSA
Who's going to be up here?
JACK
You sit up here.
MELISSA
Aren't I going to look obvious?
JACK
Bring a towel and wear a bathing
suit. Pretend you are tanning.
EXT - DIFFERENT ROOFTOP - LATER
The four of them are looking down at the street from a
rooftop down the street from the first one.
JACK
This is good. Billy you sit up
here.
BILLY
What do I say if someone comes up?
JACK
Say, you're a pervert, a peeping
tom.
MELISSA
Yea, you hang out at strip clubs
all the time. You're a natural.
BILLY
I can't. If they know who I am,
I'll be fired and humiliated.
JACK
That's true. You're a writer; you
come up here for inspiration.
BILLY
That's better.
CARLA
Where am I going to be?
JACK
You are going to be in the
restaurant across from the phone
booth. That way you can see if any
of his guys are with him.
CARLA
What if I do?
JACK
You will have a phone, you tell me.
CARLA
Won't they see me?
MELISSA
I am going to do a makeover on you.
They won't be able to pick you out
of a lineup when I'm done.
CARLA
That's not an image I'm interested
in thinking about.
INT JACK HAMLIN'S APARTMENT
There is activity in the bathroom, as Carla is getting her
makeover. Billy and Jack sit in the living room discussing
the call.
JACK
You have to be menacing enough to
make him think you are very serious
about killing her.
Melissa and Carla walk in to the living room. Carla is
wearing a tasteful dress and heels. It's a nice change from
her jeans and sweatshirts. Her body is much better than
anybody thought.
BILLY
Very nice.
JACK
Wow, I didn't know that body was
hiding under there.
Carla is embarrassed at the comment, but pleased.
MELISSA
Wait until I do the hair. She'll be
beautiful.
They walk out, Jack's and Billy's eyes on them.
BILLY
Does your sister see anybody?
JACK
No, she's busy with school and work
to be bothered.
BILLY
What type of guy does she go for?
JACK
I don't know, I never ask her.
BILLY
Oh.
JACK
So before we make the call, do you
need to get into character? Do
something?
BILLY
No, I'm not a method actor. I just
act.
JACK
That's what I was looking for,
method acting. Where you become the
character even with the camera
isn't there, right?
BILLY
Yep. One person on our show wants
to be called by her character name
even when she's off-camera.
JACK
Do you call her by her character's
name?
BILLY
Most of the time. Sometimes if she
pisses me off I'll call her by her
real name. It messes her up.
JACK
You don't need to stay in
character?
BILLY
No, I just act.
JACK
Ok, actor ready?
Billy pulls out his script notes.
BILLY
Yep.
Jack pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket. He pulls out
one of the new cell phones and dials.
VOICE (O.S.)
Yeah?
Billy uses a made up voice, something between Al Pacino in
Scarface and Marlon Brando in the Godfather. Billy is
transformed into a gangster.
BILLY
I need to talk to Bert.
VOICE
Yeah? Who's callin'?
BILLY
The guy who's got his niece.
INT SOCIAL CLUB
BENNY JET, Bert's soldier, is on the line with Billy. He cups
the phone.
BENNY
It's the guy who hit Hal. Says they
got Carla.
Bert grabs the phone.
BERT
Who the fuck is this and where the
fuck are my diamonds and money?
BILLY (O.S.)
I'm not telling you my name. But
you can call me Mr. X if you need
to call me anything.
BERT
Motherfucker. I'm going to kill
you, I'm going to kill every member
of your family. Where is my money
and my diamonds?
BILLY (O.S.)
Do not threaten me or my family. I
have your niece. Do you wish to see
her alive?
BERT
Yes, of course.
BILLY (O.S.)
Do you wish to have your diamonds
back?
BERT
Yes.
BILLY (O.S.)
We know you have a large cache of
cash. We want it.
INT JACK HAMLIN'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM
Jack is listening with Billy. He covers the mouthpiece.
JACK
Cache is a nice word, but not used
very much in the criminal world.
BERT (O.S.)
A what? What are you talking about?
I don't have any money.
BILLY
Yes you do. A half million, if what
Carla was telling us was right.
BERT (O.S.)
She don't know anything. I don't
have any money.
BILLY
I don't believe you. We didn't even
have to torture her very much to
get that out of her. I'm sure with
a little more torture, we will find
out more.
BERT
How do I know she's alive?
BILLY
Hold on, I'll let you talk to her.
Jack gets up and goes to the bathroom. They come out and sit
down.
JACK
(to Carla)
You have to act scared. Make him
believe you.
Carla takes the phone.
CARLA
Uncle Bert?
BERT (O.S.)
Carla, baby, that you?
CARLA
Yeah. It's me. I'm scared Uncle
Bert. They have been hurting me.
BERT (O.S.)
That right? Just be good, do what
they say, you'll be home before you
know it.
CARLA
I'm sorry Uncle Bert. I didn't mean
to tell them, they were hurting me.
BERT (O.S.)
I know, baby. Let me talk to them.
She hands the phone to Billy.
BILLY
So do you want her dead and no
diamonds, or you want to pay us and
get your diamonds?
BERT (O.S.)
I'll pay you fuckers, but I will
find you. That's a promise.
BILLY
We don't respond well to threats.
But remember this, we knew about
the diamonds and the cash. Someone
in your organization can't be
trusted.
INT SOCIAL CLUB
Bert looks around at the guys.
BERT
It's going to take a few days for
me to get the money.
BILLY (O.S.)
No it's not. You have it close. We
want it tomorrow. Be at the phone
booth on the corner of Hayes and
Olden Park. I am sure you know the
area.
BERT
Yeah, I know where it is.
BILLY (O.S.)
We will be contacting you there at
3 p.m. Please be prompt and have
all of the money. If you fail to
follow directions, we will start
hacking off pieces of her. You
wouldn't want to be responsible for
an armless woman for the rest of
your life, would you?
BERT
(very pissed)
I'll be there with the cash.
BILLY (O.S.)
We are a large organization and
will be watching every move. If we
see any of your associates, the
arms are gone. Understand?
BERT
Yes.
BILLY (O.S.)
Good.
The line goes dead. Bert is really pissed. He throws the
phone.
BERT
FUCK!!!!!!!!
INT JACK HAMLIN'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM
Jack smiles at Billy.
JACK
Very, very nice. A controlled anger
with an edge.
BILLY
I have range beyond penguins.
MELISSA
I'm impressed. That was really
good.
BILLY
Not one I can put on my resume.
MELISSA
You have to do your movie. You'll
be great.
BILLY
I'm planning on it.
INT JACK HAMLIN'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM
The four of them are having pizza and beer, finalizing the
plans.
JACK
Everybody set?
They all nod and agree, except Carla. She sits quietly.
MELISSA
What's wrong Carla?
CARLA
I just want to go home. I don't
want any of the money or anything.
I want my old life back.
JACK
If you go back, it puts us all in
danger. If they suspect anything,
they will torture you. You said it
yourself.
Carla starts crying.
CARLA
I'm not like all of you.
MELISSA
Like us how?
CARLA
I'm not that strong. I've never
been able to do things by myself,
I've always been scared. Now you're
asking me to leave everything I
know and have.
BILLY
Are you that happy with your life?
CARLA
No, but I rather be miserable
around people I know.
INT JACK HAMLIN'S APARTMENT - LATER
Jack is making false I.D.s for everyone on his computer. The
rest of them absentmindedly watch T.V.
JACK
Carla, pick a name for your I.D.
CARLA
Let me think...
She thinks.
CARLA (CONT'D)
Lucy Fyre. F-Y-R-E.
JACK
Lucy F-Y-R-E, very fitting. Billy?
BILLY
Edward Holmstrom. Mothers maiden
name.
JACK
Mel?
MELISSA
Scarlett O'Hara.
JACK
C'mon.. Pick one
MELISSA
Lea Ashley.
JACK
That a characters name or an
actress?
MELISSA
Neither. One of my dancer names.
JACK
Sounds like a stripper name.
CARLA
What's your name?
JACK
Carl Spackler
MELISSA
I don't get a actress name, why do
you?
BILLY
Where do I know that name?
MELISSA
Caddyshack.
JACK
Carla, are you sure you want to go
back? I can make you enough I.D.s
that you can move away. They won't
find you.
CARLA
I won't be happy-
BILLY
I know what she's feeling. I've
been here for five years, I'm still
lonely.
JACK
Well I can't wait to get out of
here.
BILLY
Where are you going?
JACK
Mexico. To be with my daughter.
INT LIMO
We see Jack dressed in blue blazer, khakis, tie, mirrored
sunglasses. Next is Melissa, dressed exactly alike. Finally,
Carla is dressed like the others, but out of her frumpy
clothes the is very pretty. They are the bodyguards for
Billy, who is dressed as a Hasidic Jew.
JACK
You ready Billy?
BILLY
Call me Zui. Zui Zimer.
He smiles.
MELISSA
A method actor.
BILLY
Whatever it takes baby.
CARLA
I just stand near the door right?
JACK
Yes, you and Melissa stand near the
door. Perimeter security. You two
are looking outside, for anything
suspicious or unusual. I am the
close-in security. I don't leave
the principles side.
BILLY
I'm a principal of a school?
JACK
No, principle, P-L-E, not a school
principal.
MELISSA
Military lingo.
CARLA
You did this in the Army?
JACK
Yep, eight years doing this.
MELISSA
He guarded generals all around the
world. The other stuff he won't
talk about.
CARLA
And now you do this? What happened?
JACK
Lost my security clearance.
Couldn't do what I did best.
MELISSA
He got a Mexican woman pregnant
while on duty.
BILLY
You lost your security clearance
for that?
JACK
Yep, they take that shit seriously.
I lost it because I became quote
"an intelligence liability because
of my sexual proclivities" unquote.
MELISSA
All of this while the President was
getting blowjobs in the Oval
Office.
BILLY
What things can't you talk about?
Some have-to-kill-me-if-you-tell-me
sort of stuff?
Jack isn't in the mood to talk about this.
JACK
Nothing very interesting. Nothing
you would have heard of. Just some
missions I was trained to do.
The limo stops.
JACK
Let's do it. Carla go first. Stay
outside until all of us are in.
Melissa, you do the advance work.
Go in, check it out, and then call
us on the radio. Like we practiced.
The limo door is opened. Melissa and Carla exit.
EXT JEWELRY STORE
Carla takes her place near the door. Melissa enters the
store.
INT JEWELRY STORE
The very large store is empty, except for a mean looking
guard carrying a Mac-10 and Chad Wolpe.
CHAD
You must be with Zui Zimer.
Melissa looks directly at the guard.
MELISSA
Yes.
CHAD
Please, don't let his presence
bother you. Like Mr. Zimer, I too
demand security.
Melissa whispers into her microphone.
INT LIMO
Jack listens to his earpiece.
JACK
That's us. Showtime. There is a
guard with a semi-automatic pistol,
but he's just there for security.
They exit the limo.
INT JEWELRY STORE
Jack and Billy enter the store. They are greeted by Chad
Wolpe.
CHAD
Mr. Zimer, Chad Wolpe.
The men shake hands.
BILLY
Mr. Wolpe, a pleasure to meet you.
CHAD
The pleasure is mine. May I get you
coffee, tea, perhaps some wine?
BILLY
No, no, that is not necessary at
all. Time is of the essence this
morning. I have two more
appointments this morning to look
at the diamonds.
CHAD
I'm sure the other appointments
will not be necessary. We are
confident we will be able to make
you a mutually beneficial offer for
you diamonds.
BILLY
In that case, I will have some
coffee, Mr. Wolpe.
CUT TO:
Chad looking at the last of the diamonds. He looks again.
Makes a note in a notebook.
CHAD
Mr. Zimer, these are absolutely
beautiful diamonds, but I'm not
telling you anything you don't
know. Please excuse me while I go
over the numbers and come up with a
figure for you.
Chad goes to his office. Billy whispers to Jack.
BILLY
How was it?
JACK
Very good. If he suspects anything,
he isn't letting on.
BILLY
What will we take for them?
JACK
Anything over three hundred
thousand.
BILLY
They have that much cash laying
around?
JACK
Not before you called them. They
got it in a hurry.
Jack walks over to Melissa.
MELISSA
How's it going?
JACK
Good, he was impressed. I think
he'll make a good offer.
Chad walks back in.
CHAD
Mr. Zimer. I want your diamonds,
and I want to make you a happy man.
I am prepared to offer you three
hundred and ten thousand for the
entire lot.
Billy looks down, a little sad.
BILLY
I was hoping for a little more, but
it is a fair offer and since I am
in somewhat of a hurry, I will
agree to your generous offer, but
would like something else also.
EXT JEWELRY STORE
The crew leave the store, all smiles.
INT LIMO
They are all sitting in the limo. Billy is taking his costume
off. They are all wearing new Tag-Heuer watches.
JACK
Very nice Rabbi. I like the watch.
BILLY
Thank you, feels exhilarating.
Quite a rush. Glad you like it.
MELISSA
It's beautiful.
CARLA
I've never worn $3,000 on my wrist.
JACK
We got three hundred and ten
thousand for them. More than we
were willing to take.
MELISSA
What are we up to?
JACK
Over eight hundred thousand.
CARLA
That's a lot of money.
JACK
You could go away and start over.
Live your life like you want..
MELISSA
Find someone..
BILLY
Be who you want..
CARLA
I'm not sure who or what I want
right now.
INT JACK HAMLIN'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM
They are having burgers and fries for lunch. Nobody speaks
for a long time. They just look at each other.
MELISSA
We are a talkative group here.
CARLA
Not much to say.
BILLY
Thinking about my movie.
MELISSA
Going to do it?
BILLY
I need one more investor.
JACK
(to Carla)
We still need you today. You'll be
home tonight sleeping in your own
bed.
CARLA
I guess. I just want it to be over.
INT JACK HAMLIN'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM
Everyone is waiting for Carla. She walks out into the living
room. Carla looks beautiful, transformed.
JACK
You look beautiful.
BILLY
Gorgeous.
She hides her face.
CARLA
You are making me blush.
Jack speaks to the group.
JACK
Have your bags of goodies? Phone
numbers?
They all nod.
JACK
Carla, you sure you don't want some
cash?
CARLA
Maybe I'll take a couple thousand,
for some new clothes..
They all smile at her. Jack walks over to her and hugs her
tight.
JACK
You have been great. I don't know
if I could have been that strong.
Carla starts crying. Billy and Melissa join in a group hug.
They break the hug.
CARLA
(to Melissa and Billy)
If you two hadn't been there to
take me away, I'd be dead or in
jail. I just want to thank you all.
JACK
Thank us by being believable. I
don't want to end up dead.
MELISSA
They could never find you in Mexico
anyway.
CARLA
You going there for good?
JACK
Si. My daughter is there. She needs
me. But not as much as I need her,
I think.
INT HOTEL LOBBY - DAY
The lobby is a nicely appointed hotel, not quite five star,
but nice nonetheless. Jack goes to hotel to the desk clerk.
He is carrying a suitcase and long tube.
DESK CLERK
May I help you sir?
JACK
Yes, I would like a room for the
evening. Do you have anything
facing the street?
DESK CLERK
I'm sure I can find something sir.
He types on the computer.
DESK CLERK
Sixth floor. King size bed. Will
that be to your liking?
JACK
Yes, that will be fine.
DESK CLERK
Your credit card please.
JACK
I would like to pay cash. If that
would be alright.
DESK CLERK
Yes sir. Are there any bags to be
carried up?
JACK
No thanks, I have everything here.
Thank you.
INT HOTEL ROOM
Jack goes to the windows and examines the edges. He opens a
suitcase and picks up a cordless drill and drill bit.
He walks over to the window and loosens the screws holding
the windows. He picks up a cell phone and dials.
EXT CITY STREET PHONE BOOTH - DAY
Melissa hears the ringing of her cell phone. She picks it up.
MELISSA
Hello?
JACK
You set?
MELISSA
Almost.
She attaches double sided tape to a different cell phone and
tapes it under the pay phone.
MELISSA (CONT'D)
Now I am.
JACK (O.S.)
O.K. Time to tan now.
MELISSA
On my way.
EXT SMALL CAFE
Carla sits outside at one of the tables, having a late lunch
and a cocktail. She is wearing sunglasses. Her cell phone
rings.
CARLA
Hello?
JACK (O.C.)
How are you doing?
CARLA
I'm good, I feel good all dressed
up. Makes me feel pretty.
JACK
You were always pretty. See anybody
who looks familiar?
CARLA
No, nobody.
JACK
Call me if you do.
CARLA
O.K.
Jack hangs up.
CARLA
I'll miss you
INT SOCIAL CLUB
Bert and his whole crew are in the social club. Bert is
holding court.
BERT
We are going to get these fuckers
and my goddamn money.
BENNY
And the bastard who killed Hal.
BERT
I want my money and my diamonds. I
don't know what they want me to do,
but I want Benny and Nicky to
follow this briefcase.
He pats the briefcase.
NICKY
Should we shoot whoever has it?
BERT
I don't care what you do, just find
out where my diamonds and the other
cash is.
NICKY
How do we make them talk? I mean
how far do we go?
BERT
Let's see, they got a half million
in cash and a half million in
diamonds. What do you think?
NICKY
Anything to get them. Gotcha.
BERT
We have the frequencies covered. If
they are communicating, which they
will be, we will find them.
BENNY
What about Carla?
BERT
What do you mean? I want her alive.
But my diamonds and money are more
important.
Bert checks his watch.
BERT (CONT'D)
Time to go. You guys know what to
do. Get my shit.
NICKY
Do I have time to get my car
washed? With all the birds around
here, it's a mess.
He checks his watch again.
BERT
No, we don't have time.
The whole crew walks out the door.
EXT ROOFTOP - AFTERNOON
Billy watches the busy street below from the rooftop. His
cell phone rings.
BILLY
Hello?
JACK
How's everything look?
BILLY
Nobody yet. Nothing suspicious.
JACK
Remember to look away from the
phone booth. They won't be there,
they will be watching from a
distance. Like us.
BILLY
O.K.
EXT ROOFTOP - AFTERNOON
Melissa watches the busy street below from the rooftop. Her
cell phone rings.
MELISSA
Yep.
JACK
Anything?
MELISSA
No. Wait. I see a car with a large
white spot on the roof. Like a damn
eagle took a dump.
JACK
That's our guy.
MELISSA
He can't find a parking spot.
JACK
Great. If this was a movie, he'd
have a spot right there open.
MELISSA
Someone is leaving. He's got a
close spot.
JACK
Any other cars with spots?
MELISSA
Not yet.
JACK
I'm sure there will be. Call me if
you see any cars.
MELISSA
O.K.
EXT SMALL CAFE
Carla's phone rings.
CARLA
Hello.
JACK
How ya doing?
CARLA
I'm good, bored.
She straightens up.
JACK
Do you see Bert yet?
She peeks around. She see's him going toward the booth.
CARLA
Yep, he's almost there.
JACK
See anyone else? His guys?
CARLA
No, nobody.
JACK
O.K. Call me if you do.
EXT ROOFTOPS
Billy is looking through the binoculars. He sees another car.
He picks up the phone.
INT HOTEL ROOM
Phone rings.
JACK
Yeah?
BILLY
Got another car. A block away to
the east.
JACK
What kind?
BILLY
Let me check.
EXT ROOFTOPS
Billy is looking through the binoculars again. It's a blue
Buick.
INT HOTEL ROOM
Jack is removing the window, talking with Billy.
BILLY
Blue Buick, four door.
JACK
Good job.
The window is out. Jack picks up a small water balloon from
his suitcase. He takes it too the window. Looks down to make
sure nobody is coming.
He lets it drop.
Down.
Down.
Suddenly a bike messenger suddenly appears from nowhere.
The biker and the balloon are on a messy collision course.
Just before the balloon hits, the rider veers into the
street. The balloon hits -SPLAT-
A huge pink irregular circle marks the sidewalk.
Time to call Bert. Jack dials.
EXT PHONE BOOTH
Bert is standing in the booth, impatiently waiting.
The phone rings. He picks it up.
BERT
Hello?
JACK
Bert?
BERT
Yes? Who is this?
JACK
Please don't insult me Bert. This
will all be over in less than
fifteen minutes, if you do things
our way.
BERT
I'm here aren't I?
JACK
Yes, but you already fucked up. I
see the blue Buick. Who's in it?
Benny? Nicky? I don't want them to
move.
BERT
O.K.
JACK
Reach under the shelf, you'll find
a phone. And probably some gum and
boogers.
Bert reaches under and pulls the phone out.
BERT
I got it.
JACK
I'll call you on it with
instructions.
Jack hangs up. The cell phone rings. Bert answers.
JACK
You have to love these phones, eh,
Bert? Use them until your minutes
are gone and toss them. Completely
disposable, like everything else in
this society.
EXT ROOFTOPS
Billy is looking through the binoculars again. Another car
from the opposite direction. He calls Jack.
INT HOTEL ROOM
Jack is on the phone with Bert.
JACK
Please hold on, Bert, I seem to
have another call.
He grabs another phone.
JACK
Yea?
BILLY (O.S.)
Another car. Cadillac.
JACK
Outstanding. You should work for
the government.
BILLY (O.S.)
I couldn't take the pay cut.
Jack hangs up with Billy, goes back to Bert.
JACK
(very condescending)
Bert, we have a problem. It seem's
that there is another of your guys
driving around. That's strike two.
Another strike and you lose the
diamonds. Call them, Bert. Make
them go away.
EXT SMALL CAFE
Carla sits in the cafe when she stiffens. She sees one of
Bert's crew, Nicky, outside on the sidewalk next to the cafe.
He is watching Bert. He turns and looks at her. She turns
away, afraid. She presses the buttons on the phone.
JACK (O.S.)
Yeah?
CARLA
(quietly)
One of them is here.
JACK (O.S.)
How close?
CARLA
Real close.
JACK (O.S.)
Does he know it's you?
CARLA
No, I don't think so.
She looks over toward him.
JACK (O.S.)
What's his name?
CARLA
Nicky.
JACK (O.S.)
Great job, Carla. Thank you.
She hangs up and looks over. Nicky lights a cigarette and
smiles flirtatiously with her. She smiles back, terrified.
EXT PHONE BOOTH
Bert is still inside. The cell phone rings.
BERT
Yeah?
JACK (O.S.)
Bert. Strike three. Nicky by the
cafe. The diamonds are now mine.
Like to keep going for your niece's
life? Or should I just give the
tapes of her telling us all your
secrets to the police and push her
out the window. Which they will
blame on you, because of what she
knows.
BERT
I called the others. He don't have
a phone.
Bert is furious. People don't talk to him this way.
JACK (O.S.)
So are we going to do this or
should I just have them push her
out of the window?
BERT
I'll have someone tell him to go.
JACK (O.S.)
He can stay. You're the one going
for a little walk. If he follows
you. She's history. O.K. Bert?
BERT
Understood.
JACK (O.S.)
Good. You're going on a little
walk. Not too far. Know where the
Armstrong Hotel is?
BERT
Yes, about four blocks from here.
JACK (O.S.)
Think you can make it?
BERT
(offended)
Fuck yes, I'm not old.
Bert starts walking, looking around for people watching him.
JACK (O.S.)
Years of sitting on your ass can
make a body weak, Bert.
BERT
You know me, don't you?
JACK (O.S.)
Yes. I know who you are.
BERT
Do I know you?
JACK (O.S.)
Indirectly.
BERT
So this is a payback of sorts?
JACK (O.S.)
No, I'm just taking advantage of an
opportunity that presented itself.
EXT ROOFTOP
Billys phone rings. Billy answers the phone.
BILLY
Yes?
JACK (O.S.)
Everything cool?
BILLY
Don't see anybody. I'd say he was
alone. He's almost there.
INT HOTEL ROOM
Jack dials the phone.
EXT CITY STREET
Bert's cell phone rings.
BERT
Hello?
JACK (O.S.)
(cheery)
Hi Bert.
BERT
Yeah?
JACK (O.S.)
You're getting close. Coming up on
a pink splash on the sidewalk.
Bert looks. He sees it.
BERT
I see it.
JACK (O.S.)
I want you to stand in the pink,
Bert.
Bert stands in the pink paint. Paint gets on his $600
loafers.
BERT
O.K. I'm here.
INT HOTEL ROOM
Jack has two phones to his ears.
JACK
Bert, open the briefcase.
BERT (O.S.)
What if someone sees?
JACK
I'm sure you have a gun, Bert. You
can shoot whoever tries to take
your money.
BERT (O.S.)
(matter-of-factly)
I plan on it.
Jack laughs.
JACK
Open the case, Bert
EXT CITY STREET
Bert slowly opens the briefcase.
EXT ROOFTOP
Melissa is holding a cell phone, looking at the open case
through her binoculars.
JACK (O.S.)
Look good?
MELISSA
I can't see very well. Have him
lift the top bundles.
EXT CITY STREET
Bert is trying to hold the case open and keep the cell phone
to his ear.
JACK (O.S.)
Bert, lift the top bundles. We want
to make sure you're not trying to
give us an amount less than we
agreed to.
Bert struggles with the phone, finally dropping it in the
sticky pink paint. He lifts the top bundles. Looks like it's
all there. He picks up the phone which is covered in paint.
BERT
What now?
JACK (O.S.)
Hold on.
INT HOTEL ROOM
Jack puts the fishing rod out the window. On the end of the
line is a large carabiner, a large snap ring used in mountain
climbing. Jack releases the line.
It goes down very fast. Too fast.
EXT CITY STREET
Bert is standing there waiting.
The large snap hits him in the head, almost knocking him out.
The now close briefcase and phone hit the ground.
BERT
What the fuck?
He picks them up. Jack is still on the phone.
JACK (O.S.)
Bert? Bert?
BERT
(almost dazed)
Yeah?
JACK (O.S.)
What happened?
BERT
Something hit me in the head.
JACK (O.S.)
That was me. Sorry. Look on the
ground in back of you.
Bert looks behind him. The snap is laying on the ground.
JACK (O.S.)
Pick it up and snap it on the
briefcase handles.
Bert snaps it on.
JACK (O.S.)
Put it on the ground.
He places it on the ground.
BERT
What about my diamonds?
JACK (O.S.)
You lost them Bert. Remember? You
broke the rules.
Jack starts reeling the briefcase up.
BERT
I'll find you.
JACK (O.S.)
Time to let you go Bert. Start
walking back to your car now.
BERT
What about Carla?
JACK (O.S.)
As soon as I count the money,
she'll be set free.
Bert looks up at his money as it ascends. He starts walking.
INT HOTEL ROOM
Jack is reeling the case up. Slowly, using the utmost care.
Reeling. Reeling. A snag. The case hits a window ledge. Jack
pulls, trying to dislodge it. A briefcase latch flips open.
Jack swings the pole out. The briefcase dislodges. Reeling
carefully, slowly. Another snag. Jack pulls again, not
knowing one latch has come undone. Jack swings the pole out
once again. The briefcase dislodges, the last latch intact.
At last the briefcase is in Jacks hands. He opens it and
transfers the money to his own bag. He sits down on the bed,
brushing against the painted briefcase, getting pint paint on
the back of his shirt. He calls Carla.
EXT CITY STREET
Benny is listening to an older scanner, picking up cell phone
calls.
CARLA(O.S.)
Yeah, he's still there waiting..
Benny is shocked. Carla isn't kidnapped. She's in on it.
CARLA(O.S.)
I'll call if he moves. I see Uncle
Bert though..
Benny reaches for his cell phone, dials a number.
EXT CITY STREET PHONEBOOTH
Bert is walking down the busy street toward the hotel. His
personal cell phone rings. He answers the call.
BERT
What?
BENNY
Bertie, I heard her on the scanner.
BERT
Who?
BENNY
Carla. She's in on it. She's
helping them. I heard her.
BERT
What did she say?
BENNY
She was watching you and someone
else. Called you Uncle Bert.
BERT
(livid)
Fucking rat bitch.
BENNY
What should I do?
BERT
Get down to the hotel. Look for a
guy carrying my briefcase. It's got
pink shit all over it.
He hangs up.
INT HOTEL LOBBY
Jack is walking out of the hotel, talking on the phone. He
puts Bert's briefcase in the lobby.
JACK
Billy, I'm out of here. We are all
set. Meet you at your building.
He hangs up, then another call. He's now on the street.
JACK
Mel, it's done. Go to my place.
He hangs up and makes his last call.
JACK
Carla, it's all over. You can go.
EXT SMALL CAFE
Carla sits there talking on the phone.
JACK (O.S.)
Are you alright?
CARLA
I guess.
JACK (O.S.)
You can still take your share and
leave. You don't have to go home.
CARLA
Thanks, but I'm going to be fine
here. I'm not afraid anymore.
Things are going to be fine now.
JACK (O.S.)
If you're sure.
CARLA
I am. Jack..
She wants to tell him she cares about him. This will be the
last time she talks to him.
CARLA (CONT'D)
Never mind. It's not important.
She's afraid to tell him, afraid of rejection.
JACK (O.S.)
Be strong for us.
CARLA
I will Carl.
JACK (O.S.)
Carl?
CARLA
Carl Spackler. Caddyshack, right?
EXT CITY STREET
Jack walking, talking, smiling. Behind him about twenty
yards, Benny is following Jack.
JACK
Right, Lucy.
The cell goes bad. They never said what they wanted.
INT BERTS CAR
Bert sits in his car, cleaning his shoes. The phone rings. He
answers.
BERT
Yeah?
CARLA (O.S.)
(pretending to be crying)
Uncle Bert, it's me.
BERT
(acting relieved)
Carla, are you alright? We were all
so worried.
CARLA (O.S.)
I'm still shaking, Uncle Bert.
Should I call the police?
BERT
No, don't call the police. There's
nothing they can do now. Where are
you? I'll come pick you up.
CARLA (O.S.)
I was somewhere downtown. I'm in a
cab. They gave me money to get a
cab home.
BERT
That was very kind of them. I'm
surprised they were that generous.
CARLA (O.S.)
I'm going home and taking a shower
and going to bed. If I can sleep.
BERT
You do that honey. I'll stop by
tomorrow. I'm glad you're not hurt
honey. Get some sleep.
CARLA (O.S.)
O.K. Uncle Bert.
Bert hangs up. He pulls a revolver out of the glove box.
Checks the cylinders. It's full.
EXT CITY STREET
Benny is getting closer to the pink paint. The busy city
street prevents him from attacking Jack and taking the money.
Jack stops at the office building that Billy has been
observing from. No Billy. Jack slips into an alley next to
the building. Benny passes, looking out of the corner of his
eye. The beast after his prey.
INT BUILDING STAIRWELL
Billy climbing down the stairs.
EXT CITY STREET
Jack leans against the wall, waiting for Billy to come out.
He watches. Scanning side to side. Looking down the alley,
then back, to a Sig Sauer P228 pointed at his face.
BENNY
Hal was my best friend.
Jack appears almost unfazed.
JACK
I'm not sure what happened between
you two, but it probably had
something to do with your breath.
EXT CITY STREET
Billy exits the building and looks around. Where is Jack? He
looks one way, takes a few steps. And sees Jack with a gun to
his head. He is panicked. He starts the other way.
EXT ALLEY
Benny reaches his free hand out.
BENNY
I'll take that briefcase.
Jack hesitates. Benny pushes the gun harder against Jacks
temple. Jack hands it to him.
JACK
It's just papers from work.
BENNY
I'll bet it is.
Benny sets it down, gun still on Jack.
BENNY
Take a few steps back.
Jack moves back. Benny tries to open the case. It's locked.
BENNY
What's the combination?
JACK
Would you believe I forgot?
BENNY
Would you believe I can shoot your
balls off in about five seconds?
JACK
(very quickly)
Right one is 3-0-7. Left one 2-2-8.
Benny opens the briefcase.
BENNY
Very good. Now where are the
diamonds?
JACK
I don't know.
BENNY
I'm giving you five seconds to tell
me. 5 - 4 - 3- 2...
From behind, Billy hits Benny over the head with a brick.
Benny falls on the briefcase, bloodying the cash.
JACK
Nice timing.
Billy is looking at Benny lying on the ground.
BILLY
He dead?
JACK
I doubt it, probably a concussion,
skull fracture. We going to stand
around and talk about this idiot or
are we going to go spend this
money?
The look both ways and walk out of the alley.
INT JACK HAMLIN'S APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM
Jack, Billy and Melissa are packing up their cash. They are
quiet.
MELISSA
Think she's OK?
BILLY
I hope so.
JACK
I have to go to the hotel room.
Make sure everything's clean.
INT CARLAS APARTMENT - LIVING ROOM
Carla walks into her messy apartment. She looks around.
Sighs. Sits in a chair and starts to cry.
The doorbell rings. Carla gets out, puts on a robe.
She walks through the small apartment. She opens the door and
is startled.
CARLA
Uncle Bert! What..
BERT
Hi sweety..
He kisses her on the cheek.
BERT (cont'd)
Can I come in?
CARLA
I was just getting..
Bert walks in.
BERT
This won't take but a minute.
They walk into the living room when all of the sudden, he
hits Carla across the face. She falls on the couch. He's on
her in a flash.
BERT
So you wanna steal from me, you
ungrateful bitch? Where is it?
He hits her.
CARLA
(crying)
I don't know what you're talking
about.
BERT
The fuck you don't. We heard you
talking on the cell phone. We know
everything. Now, tell me where my
money and diamonds are and I won't
kill you.
Carla doesn't say a word. Just cries. Bert hits her in the
face again.
BERT
Talk, you fucking bitch.
He hits her again, in a rage.
BERT
(screaming at her)
I NEED THAT MONEY!!!!
Carla cries..
CARLA
I don't have any money..
Bert calms suddenly. He tries another approach.
BERT
Then who has it, honey? Who put you
up to it?
CARLA
(trying to cry harder)
Nobody, Uncle Bert. They threatened
me, they hit me.. I'm sorry..
Bert senses she's faking..
BERT
I know you Carla..I've known you
since you were born. And you're not
telling me the truth. Whatever they
promised you, whatever they
threatened you with, I promise you
will be safe.
She just looks at him. Is he telling the truth? Does she tell
and live her life like she was?
BERT (CONT'D)
C'mon honey..
Still nothing from her.
Bert pulls the gun out of his pocket and places it against
her head.
BERT
It's up to you.
CARLA
(gaining her composure)
No, I won't tell you. I rather die
than let you hurt them.
Carla squeezes her eyes closed. Praying with all her will.
-BANG-
The screen fades to black.
SUPERTITLE
TWO MONTHS LATER --
INT COLLEGE CLASS
Melissa in law class, looking sharp in a tight shirt. She has
her implants fixed. She is taking notes as the professor
talks.
PROFESSOR
This course will help you develop a
knowledge of areas within the
entertainment industry and the
impact of the law on those areas.
It will also develop your specific
skills that are applicable to
entertainment law and other skills
that are relevant to this subject
area. You will become aware of
various branches of the
entertainment industries, their
respective roles and importance,
and of the legal and regulatory
framework..
EXT MOVIE SET - NIGHT
Billy is setting up a camera angle with a cameraman. Another
man comes over. Billy looks up.
BILLY
Hey Doug, can you get more light on
the wall over there?
DOUG
Yep, give me a few minutes.
Doug walks away. From behind, we see a woman's confidently
walking up to Billy. She stops behind him. He has a sense
someone is watching. He looks up. It's Melissa.
BILLY
Well, if it isn't my executive
producer.
MELISSA
Just checking on my investment..
EXT MEXICAN BEACH - EVENING
A beautiful sunset. Jack and his daughter, Graciela, walk
along the beach, holding hands. A father and his daughter.
Jack couldn't be happier. The smile and look off-camera. Jack
points and smiles. Graciela laughs.
A laughing, tanned, beautiful Carla joins from out of camera
range, hugging both Jack and Graciela.
The scene fades out.
INT CARLAS APARTMENT
Then suddenly we are back in Carla's apartment. Bert has his
gun pressed against Carla's head.
BERT
It's up to you.
CARLA
(gaining her composure)
No, I won't tell you. I rather die
than let you hurt them.
Carla squeezes her eyes closed. Praying with all her will.
-BANG-
Bert's body fall on Carla. She opens her eyes. She screams at
the lifeless eyes looking at her. She scrambles to her feet
and looks over to the door. She sees Jack standing there, a
once-fired Colt .45 in his hand.
FADE OUT
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