BOTTLE ROCKET ORIGINAL SCRIPT

 

screenplay by Wes Anderson and Owen Wilson

 

 

 

EXT. ALLEY. DAY

 

ANTHONY and DIGNAN walk down an alley behind a convenience

store. Anthony's nineteen. He's got on a red jacket with an

Enco patch. Dignan's twenty. He has a buzz-cut and wears a

short-sleeved terrycloth shirt. He carries a vinyl tennis

bag. It's got a pouch for a racquet but no racquet in it.

 

DIGNAN

What color hair does he have?

 

ANTHONY

Black hair. Paul Michael Glaser.

 

DIGNAN

Making Hutch David Soul?

 

ANTHONY

Right. The blond guy.

 

DIGNAN

OK. That's wrong.

 

ANTHONY

Dignan, it's --

 

DIGNAN

Plus where's Huggie Bear?

 

ANTHONY

He's not there. Huggie Bear isn't

in every single episode.

 

DIGNAN

I think you might of dreamed this

one, Anthony.

 

ANTHONY

No. It's a real episode. The killer

is leading him across the city by

calling different pay phones.

 

They climb over a high wooden fence.

 

EXT. BACKYARD. DAY

 

They walk through somebody's backyard.

 

DIGNAN

Why?

 

ANTHONY

As part of his plan. I don't know

why.

 

DIGNAN

See, that's what I'm saying. It has

the logic of a dream.

 

ANTHONY

The point is the killer always

goes, May I speak to Starsky? He

says his name.

 

DIGNAN

(pause)

What does Starsky say?

 

ANTHONY

He says. This is he.

 

DIGNAN

This is he?

 

ANTHONY

No. This is he.

 

They climb another fence. There's big house on the other side.

 

INT. HOUSE. DAY

 

Anthony and Dignan are inside walking through the foyer.

Anthony goes up the stairway quickly and quietly.

 

Dignan walks to the master bedroom. Goes in the closet and

grabs a box. Looks inside. Dumps it into his bag.

 

Anthony goes into a bedroom. Looks in a dresser and takes

out two watches. Digs through some socks and finds some cash.

 

Dignan goes in the study. Opens a drawer and closes it.

Opens another and lifts out a set of thin leather coin books.

 

Anthony's in a kid's room. Looking at posters of a football

player and John McEnroe on the walls. He grabs a walkman and

a calculator. Then suddenly stops moving. He crouches down.

Looks at a shelf of dozens of little metal soldiers. They're

in formations with different uniforms.

 

Dignan is walking down the hallway as Anthony comes down the

stairs. They walk to the door and go out.

 

INT. DINER. DAY

 

A twenty-four hour diner. Anthony and Dignan are eating at

the counter.

 

ANTHONY

Did you see what I meant about the

window?

 

DIGNAN

Kind of. Except we've already got

the keys.

 

ANTHONY

That's true. But what if they

change the locks?

 

DIGNAN

Would they do that?

 

ANTHONY

Who knows? That's why I filed it

down.

 

Dignan nods.

 

ANTHONY

Now that window can never be locked.

It's impossible.

 

DIGNAN

See, your mind is very good with

the more mechanical details.

Whereas my strength would be --

 

A good-looking WOMAN about forty-five years old interrupts

them.

 

WOMAN

Can I use your Tabasco?

 

ANTHONY

Sure.

 

Anthony hands her a bottle of Tabasco off the counter. She

walks away. Down the counter.

 

ANTHONY

You don't see many women who like

Tabasco.

 

They watch her for a minute. Dignan looks away.

 

ANTHONY

She's really kind of hot.

 

DIGNAN

(looks back at her, nods)

She's an attractive older woman.

 

EXT. BOB'S HOUSE. DAY

 

A huge house with a wide lawn. BOB, who's about twenty-six,

wearing black jeans and a V-neck T-shirt, is spraying down a

battered 1972 Mercedes with a garden hose. He's got his

shirt off and a towel around his neck. Dignan has an

expression of intense concentration as he looks at the car.

 

BOB

Well, what do you think?

 

DIGNAN

I don't know, Bob. What about one

of those?

 

Dignan points to a new BMW and a Lexus in front of the garage.

 

BOB

I'm not allowed to drive those.

 

DIGNAN

Not even for emergencies?

 

BOB

(a little angry)

No.

 

DIGNAN

I thought your parents were in Italy.

 

BOB

They are.

 

DIGNAN

So who's going to know?

 

BOB

My brother.

 

ANTHONY

Future Man.

 

BOB

Who?

 

ANTHONY

Future Man. You know. Cause he

looks like he's from the future.

 

DIGNAN

He looks like he was designed by

scientists. For desert warfare.

 

BOB

That never would of --

 

DIGNAN

Let's cut the bullshit.

 

Silence. They all look at the car. Pause.

 

ANTHONY

It's got a V-8, Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

What do you think the cops have?

 

INT. BOB'S HOUSE. DAY

 

They're sitting at the coffee table in Bob's great big

living room. It's got high ceilings and two Persian rugs.

They're eating sandwiches and chips.

 

BOB

If you're that worried, maybe we

should just steal one.

 

DIGNAN

What are you talking about, Bob?

 

BOB

Can you use a coaster.

 

Bob slides a coaster under Dignan's glass.

 

ANTHONY

Did you ever steal a car before?

 

BOB

Yeah. I've stolen two cars before.

One Jaguar. And one Trans-Am. With

T-Tops. That Trans-Am was fun to

drive.

 

DIGNAN

You stole a Trans-Am.

 

BOB

Yes. I did.

 

DIGNAN

OK, Bob.

 

BOB

It's true, Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

Well. What do you want to do? You

want to steal one or just drive

your car?

 

BOB

(thinks for a minute)

I'll just drive my car.

 

INT. DELI. DAY

 

Anthony's playing pinball at a machine in the back of a

little grocery store. Dignan's watching.

 

DIGNAN

Anthony, we'll get two hundred for

the coin collection alone. That's

less than what it's appraised at.

 

ANTHONY

But Dignan, do you really know that

much about rare coins?

 

DIGNAN

I know about money, Anthony. I know

the value of money. Plus the

earrings are worth three times that.

 

Anthony looks at Dignan. Dignan points at the pinball machine.

 

DIGNAN

Your ball.

 

Dignan tries to hit the flipper.

 

ANTHONY

I told you not to take the earrings.

 

Anthony keeps looking at Dignan. Dignan doesn't look up from

the machine. Anthony turns and walks away.

 

DIGNAN

You got another ball.

 

Dignan watches him go.

 

DIGNAN

I'm playing your game.

 

EXT. SIDEWALK. DAY

 

They're walking fast down the sidewalk.

 

ANTHONY

The list, Dignan. I know you

remember the list because you

signed it. "Things Dignan was not

supposed to touch."

 

DIGNAN

Every valuable item in the house

was on that list.

 

ANTHONY

That doesn't make any difference. I

bought those earrings for my mother

on her birthday. They have a very

special value for her.

 

DIGNAN

Yeah, but I can't be sorting

through that shit in the middle of

a burglary. There's just not time

for it.

 

ANTHONY

Then you shouldn't of gone in

there, Dignan. Maybe we should of

robbed your house. Did you ever

think of that?

 

Dignan stops walking. Anthony looks back at him. Pause.

 

ANTHONY

What?

 

Dignan turns and starts walking the other way.

 

ANTHONY

Where are you going?

 

DIGNAN

I don't appreciate you ridiculing me.

 

ANTHONY

How was I ridiculing you?

 

DIGNAN

You're making fun of my family. You

know there's nothing to steal from

my mom and Craig. You know exactly

what you're saying.

 

ANTHONY

That's not what I meant, Dignan.

 

They both see something. They keep walking. Dignan looks

back down the sidewalk.

 

DIGNAN

Did you see that?

 

ANTHONY

Yeah, I saw it.

 

DIGNAN

I'm lookout.

 

ANTHONY

Dignan, it's got an alarm.

 

DIGNAN

I don't think so. Just reach on in.

 

ANTHONY

That sets it off.

 

DIGNAN

No, just do it real quick.

(starts down the sidewalk)

I'll meet you down there.

 

Dignan cuts into an alley. Anthony turns back. Looks at a

parked car. Looks left and right. Walks to the car and

reaches in the half-open window.

 

An alarm goes off. Anthony unlocks the door and opens it.

Leans inside. Grabs a wallet off the seat.

 

A MAN standing on the sidewalk watches Anthony get out of

the car. Anthony looks at him, then walks down the sidewalk

not too fast. He turns down an alley and runs.

 

EXT. ALLEY. DAY

 

Anthony comes around the corner and meets Dignan beside a

dumpster. The alarm is still ringing in the distance.

Anthony starts looking through the wallet.

 

ANTHONY

It had an alarm.

 

DIGNAN

Yeah, I heard that.

 

ANTHONY

(counting the money)

Five, seven, eight dollars.

 

He looks at Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

(taking the wallet)

Holy shit. What'd I tell you?

 

ANTHONY

Eight dollars.

 

DIGNAN

That's not bad.

 

Anthony keeps looking at Dignan. Dignan smiles. He hands

Anthony a five dollar bill. Anthony looks at it. He takes it.

He puts it in his pocket. Dignan puts out his hand to shake.

Anthony waits a second. He shakes Dignan's hand for just a

second and walks down the alley. Dignan smiles and walks

behind him.

 

INT. HAMBURGER PLACE. NIGHT

 

Anthony and Dignan are sitting at a table with Bob.

 

ANTHONY

What do herbs have to do with it? I

don't understand the --

 

BOB

Pot is an herb. It's just like any

type of gardening.

 

DIGNAN

How much could you grow?

Realistically.

 

BOB

As much as I want. When these

plants bud I'll probably have about

six thousand dollars worth of weed.

 

DIGNAN

Six thousand dollars? Come on, Bob.

 

BOB

You should take a look. I have an

entire crop in my backyard.

 

ANTHONY

In your backyard? How do you

protect them?

 

BOB

It's private property. Plus I have

Hector.

 

ANTHONY

Hector wouldn't do anything.

 

BOB

But he's got a loud bark. That's

the most important thing is a loud

bark.

 

DIGNAN

If it's that easy why doesn't

everybody grow them?

 

BOB

Good question.

 

Bob looks at Anthony and Dignan. He suddenly gets worried.

 

BOB

Don't you guys tell anybody about

my plants.

 

DIGNAN

You're paranoid, Bob.

 

BOB

Yeah, but don't tell anybody.

 

ANTHONY

Could you grow cinnamon?

 

BOB

I don't know. Sure, I guess.

 

ANTHONY

You could make your own cinnamon

toast.

 

Bob looks at Anthony for a second. He looks at Dignan. Back

at Anthony.

 

BOB

Are you a fag?

 

LITTLE RICHARD

You're the faggot.

 

Bob turns around to see LITTLE RICHARD, short but muscular,

wearing a down vest and a baseball cap.

 

BOB

Little Richard. I don't believe it.

They'll let anybody in this place.

Sit down.

 

Little Richard sits down.

 

BOB

Dignan and Anthony, this is Little

Richard. He's crazy. Totally nuts.

 

LITTLE RICHARD

(smiling)

I don't know about that.

 

BOB

Little Richard. Trust me. You're

insane. Jesus, this guy used to

carry a percussion bomb around in

his trunk. You do not want a guy

like that loose on the streets.

 

LITTLE RICHARD

It seemed like a good idea at the

time.

 

BOB

The one and only Little Richard.

 

DIGNAN

Are you named after THE Little

Richard?

 

LITTLE RICHARD

(stares at Dignan)

Ha! Ha! Ha! Why don't you stick it

up your ass. Great group of guys

you're hanging out with.

 

Little Richard goes out the door.

 

DIGNAN

What was that all about?

 

BOB

I can't believe you said that.

 

DIGNAN

What did I say?

 

BOB

I told you he's crazy.

 

ANTHONY

But he didn't say anything.

 

DIGNAN

Hang on a second.

 

Dignan gets up and walks out of the restaurant. Anthony and

Bob look at each other. They start to get up.

 

EXT. HAMBURGER PLACE. NIGHT

 

Anthony and Bob go out the door. Dignan is walking over to a

station wagon. Little Richard is getting in.

 

DIGNAN

Little Richard. Wait a second. Hang

on. I didn't mean to --

 

Little Richard opens his door hard into Dignan's legs, then

gets out fast and takes off his shirt. Dignan tries to hit

him but doesn't connect. They grab onto each other and start

knocking around. Another GUY gets out of the station wagon.

Two more GUYS rush out the door of the burger place. Anthony

and Bob stand back, nervous.

 

ANTHONY

Let them fight.

 

BOB

Let them fight.

 

They all watch. Dignan keeps trying to punch Little Richard,

but he's hanging onto him too tight. They keep spinning

around together, moving down the sidewalk.

 

DIGNAN

(calling out)

Anthony.

 

Anthony looks at the other guys then moves toward Dignan.

 

ANTHONY

OK. Break it up. Break it up.

 

Little Richard lets go of Dignan. They separate.

 

DIGNAN

I separated my shoulder.

 

Dignan is holding onto his arm. He kind of moans.

 

ANTHONY

OK. Hang on.

 

Anthony grabs hold of Dignan's arm. Everybody's watching.

 

DIGNAN

Just pull straight up.


 

Anthony pulls up hard on Dignan's arm. Dignan tries not to

yell, then suddenly he's OK and relieved.

 

ANTHONY

Is it back in?

 

DIGNAN

(moving arm slowly)

Yeah.

 

GUY #1

OK, man. Let's go.

 

DIGNAN

No. I'm not fighting anymore.

 

ANTHONY

His shoulder went out, man. It's

over.

 

GUY #2

You guys better get out of here.

 

Guy #2 pushes Dignan. Anthony turns and pounds him in the

face. Right on the nose. The guy goes cross-eyed. He falls

down with his legs all tangled-up in a strange position.

 

Everyone stands there stunned. Anthony takes a step back. He

looks up. He and Dignan take off. Bob stands there. Frozen.

Everyone looks at him. Bob looks at Little Richard.

 

LITTLE RICHARD

Bob?

 

Bob takes off.

 

INT. CAR. DAY

 

The next day. They're driving with Bob. Dignan's up front.

He's banged-up from the fight.

 

DIGNAN

The guy is fucking insane.

 

BOB

I warned you, Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

You said it like it was a big joke,

Bob. Like he's wild.

 

BOB

No, I was saying crazy like a

lunatic.

 

DIGNAN

I know that now. He's a fucking

psycho.

 

BOB

Well, don't blame me. I told you.

 

DIGNAN

I do blame you, Bob. And whoa. Look

at her.

 

There's a beautiful GIRL on the sidewalk. They drive past her.

 

DIGNAN

Loop around real fast.

 

ANTHONY

Just turn right here.

 

Bob immediately turns and they drive past the girl again.

They don't say anything as they go past her. They all just

look at her. They drive on.

 

CUT TO:

 

A minute later. They've looped back. They're looking for the

girl.

 

DIGNAN

Where'd she go?

 

BOB

Maybe she turned.

 

ANTHONY

There she is.

 

She's on a side street. Bob hits the brakes hard. The girl

looks back at them. They back up a few feet and turn down

the street. They drive slowly toward the girl.

 

ANTHONY

Bob, don't be so obvious.

 

The girl keeps looking back at them.

 

DIGNAN

I think we might of scared her.

 

BOB

Let's just go.

 

They come up, beside the girl. She looks right at them,

still walking.

 

Her expression is angry and also a little scared.

 

They drive away.

 

DIGNAN

You blew it, Bob.

 

INT. COFFEE SHOP. DAY

 

Anthony, Dignan, and Bob are meeting with TEMPLE. Temple is

in his mid-fifties, short, heavy, completely expressionless

wide face. They listen intently as he briefs them on the

intricacies of firearms.

 

TEMPLE

A gun is a firearm. A pistol is a

firearm. But anything you hold in

your hand is a weapon. A knife. A

wrench. A ballpoint pen.

 

ANTHONY

A ballpoint pen?

 

TEMPLE

Anyone who tells you a ballpoint

pen is not a weapon needs intensive

psychiatric treatment. You can

stick them in the esophagus. You

give them a ballpoint tracheotomy.

 

They nod seriously. Temple laughs.

 

EXT. FIELD. DAY

 

They're standing behind Temple's car in the middle of an

open pasture. The trunk is open. Temple's got some guns in

metal cases. They draw targets on pieces of paper. Anthony

draws a man running on his target. They fire a bunch of

different pistols. The last one they shoot's a .44 Magnum.

They buy it.

 

INT. BOB'S HOUSE. DAY

 

The TV room. There are two big couches and a nice giant TV.

The doors are open onto the balcony. The .44 is on the

coffee table. Dignan is sitting there with a map and some

diagrams laid out. Anthony and Bob are on either side of him.

Dignan's pointing at a notebook page with the heading

"Escape Route."

 

DIGNAN

OK. Escape route. The most important

thing you can have is an escape

route. Just in case somebody's

tailing us. Or even chasing us, as

the case may be --

 

ANTHONY

You think we're going to be chased?

 

DIGNAN

That's a good question. No. I don't.

I'm just being hypocritical here.

However, I will say --

 

Bob reaches for the .44.

 

BOB

(quietly)

I'm going to take a look at this.

 

DIGNAN

(puts hand on gun)

Hang on This is important, Bob.

Anthony and I are responsible for

the internal situation. The money

and the people. You're responsible

for the external situation. The

streets and the getaway.

 

BOB

(nods)

That's my responsibility.

 

DIGNAN

That's your domain.

 

BOB

OK.

 

Anthony is making a little man out of a scrap of paper.

 

DIGNAN

Now. One thing we need to discuss

is timing. Timing is absolutely

crucial. What are you doing? Anthony!

 

ANTHONY

(looks up)

Nothing. Go ahead.

 

Bob picks up the gun.

 

BOB

(to himself)

How many bullets can that hold?

 

Dignan grabs the gun away and sets it down out of Bob's reach.

 

DIGNAN

Bob.

 

BOB

I'm paying attention. I just want

to look at it for a minute.

 

DIGNAN

(screaming)

What's your fucking problem? You're

a shithead!

 

BOB

I just want to see how much bullets

it takes.

 

Anthony picks up the gun off the table. He clicks the action.

 

DIGNAN

Anthony, give me the fucking gun!

 

ANTHONY

(pulling away)

No, Dignan. It's not your gun. It's

all of ours.

 

BOB

(quietly)

I paid for it.

 

DIGNAN

God DAMMIT.

 

Dignan stands up, grabbing his papers.

 

DIGNAN

You two just don't give a shit, do

you?

 

Dignan starts out of the room. Anthony stands up.

 

ANTHONY

Dignan, calm down.

 

DIGNAN

(turns back, screaming)

You're out! I'm not working with

either one of you!

 

ANTHONY

Dignan! Stop!

 

Dignan stops. Looking at Anthony.

 

ANTHONY

Calm down. Take a deep breath.

 

DIGNAN

(pause)

You're right. You're right.

 

Dignan sits back down and starts spreading out his papers

again. Freezes. Looks at Bob. Bob's looking at the gun. Bob

looks at Dignan. Bob looks away. Nobody moves.

 

EXT. DECK. EVENING

 

Anthony and Dignan have moved outside to the hot tub.

Anthony pets Bob's dog HECTOR. Bob's brother FUTURE MAN

walks up the path from the driveway with his blonde

cheerleader GIRLFRIEND.

 

FUTURE MAN

What are you guys doing?

 

ANTHONY

Nothing. We're just --

 

FUTURE MAN

You seen my brother?

 

DIGNAN

He's inside.

 

Future Man goes inside. His girlfriend stands there on the

deck.

 

GIRLFRIEND

(smiles)

Hi.

 

ANTHONY & DIGNAN

Hi.

 

She stands there, looking across the yard. Anthony and

Dignan sit there in the hot tub, looking around. We hear

Future Man's loud voice inside:

 

FUTURE MAN

Goddammit, Bob! Get your shit

together.

 

Future Man comes back out. He stops by the hot tub.

 

FUTURE MAN

What are you guys up to tonight?

 

ANTHONY

Nothing much.

 

DIGNAN

Just hanging around.

 

Future Man walks back out the gate.

 

GIRLFRIEND

Bye.

 

She follows Future Man. Anthony and Dignan watch them walk

away. Bob comes back out with some drinks. He looks shaken.

 

DIGNAN

What'd Future Man want?

 

Bob shrugs and gets in the hot tub. They sip on their drinks.

Bob's got a Heineken.

 

BOB

He doesn't get it. Held never

understand what we're trying to

accomplish here. It's too dangerous

for him.

 

DIGNAN

Well, in reality it's not that

dangerous, Bob. It's only dangerous

if you don't know what you're doing.

 

BOB

Yeah, but what if some nut pulled

gun on you?

 

ANTHONY

The only nut with a gun is going to

be Dignan.

 

Anthony gets out of the hot tub and dives in the pool.

 

DIGNAN

(whispering, very serious)

You know, Bob, Anthony did kill

someone. He electrocuted our

janitor senior year.

 

BOB

He electrocuted someone?

 

DIGNAN

It was an accidental. I don't want

to go into the details. It was just

one of those senior pranks that

didn't really go right. I mean,

obviously, since Swifty's dead.

That's why Anthony never graduated.

 

BOB

His name was Swifty?

 

DIGNAN

Yeah. One of the nicest old guys

you'd ever know.

 

BOB

That's too bad.

 

DIGNAN

(nods)

You know, when somebody gets

electrocuted, their skin starts

smoking. At least Swifty's did.

 

INT. CAR. NIGHT

 

Anthony, Dignan, and Bob are sitting in Bob's car, parked in

the dark. Bob's at the wheel. Anthony and Dignan are in the

back. Anthony has on a dark blue ski cap. Dignan's wearing a

baseball cap with the brim pulled down low. He puts a piece

of adhesive tape across his nose and hands the roll to

Anthony.

 

BOB

What are you doing?

 

DIGNAN

I'm putting a piece of tape on my

nose.

 

Anthony tapes his nose. They stare out the windshield. The

alarm on Dignan's digital watch goes off.

 

DIGNAN

(immediately, dead serious)

Let's get lucky.

 

EXT/INT. BOOKSTORE. NIGHT

 

Anthony and Dignan walk through the shadows in front of a

huge bookstore. The lights are on inside. They watch for a

minute and then go to the front door. Dignan hides behind a

post. Anthony knocks on the glass. An EMPLOYEE appears.

 

ANTHONY

I left my sweater inside.

 

The employee shakes his head. He can't hear through the glass.

 

ANTHONY

Do you have a lost and found?

 

The employee unlocks the door and opens it an inch.

 

EMPLOYEE

We're closed.

 

ANTHONY

I left my sweater in there.

 

EMPLOYEE

Oh. I see. Come on in.

 

Anthony goes inside. Dignan comes out from behind the post.

 

EMPLOYEE

We're closed, sir.

 

DIGNAN

Where's that guy going?

 

EMPLOYEE

He left his sweater.

 

DIGNAN

Well, I left some money in there.

 

EMPLOYEE

Where?

 

DIGNAN

(pulls out the gun)

In the cash register. Step away

from the door.

 

Dignan goes in. They walk through the store.

 

ANTHONY

Where's the manager?

 

DIGNAN

Where's the other stocker?

 

ANTHONY

There's another stocker, right?

 

DIGNAN

We know there's another stocker.

 

EMPLOYEE

Rob?

 

Dignan points the gun at the employee.

 

DIGNAN

Where is he? Where is Rob?

 

EMPLOYEE

I don't know. Maybe in literature.

That's his section.

 

DIGNAN

You got that?

 

ANTHONY

Sure. Literature. The classics.

 

The MANAGER is locking the door of his office.

 

ANTHONY

Is that the manager?

 

DIGNAN

(to manager)

Unlock that door.

(to Anthony)

Check the aisles.

 

Anthony starts walking through the store, checking down each

aisle. He picks up a copy of The Air War on Hitler's Germany

and takes it with him. He goes through literature and sees

ROB in travel, kneeling in front of a low shelf with a

carton of books beside him.

 

ANTHONY

Rob?

 

ROB

(looks up, a little puzzled)

Uh-huh?

 

ANTHONY

Why aren't you in literature?

 

ROB

(hesitates)

It's all full up.

 

Dignan is in the office with the manager and the first

employee. He's pointing at a drawer.

 

DIGNAN

Open it up.

 

The manager opens it. It's full of office supplies.

 

DIGNAN

OK. Open the other. Let's go.

 

The manager opens the other drawer. It's full of cash.

Dignan looks at the manager. He looks back at the cash.

 

DIGNAN

Put it in one of those.

 

Dignan points at some bookstore bags. The manager picks up a

little one and starts to put the money in it.

 

DIGNAN

A bigger one, you idiot.

 

MANAGER

(glares at Dignan)

Don't call me an idiot, you punk.

 

DIGNAN

I'm sorry. But that bag's too small.

 

CUT TO:

 

Anthony waiting outside the office door. Rob, the first

employee, and the manager are sitting against the wall in

the office. The manager's got an intense, angry look on his

face, staring at Dignan. Dignan hands Anthony five little

bags full of money and starts to close the office door.

 

DIGNAN

OK, guys. Just...Sit tight.

 

Dignan closes the door.

 

INT. CAR. NIGHT

 

Anthony and Dignan jump into the car.

 

DIGNAN

Go. Go. Drive slow.

 

Bob drives. Pretty slow. Anthony and Dignan keep looking

back out the rear window. They're nervous. Nobody says

anything for a block or two.

 

BOB

What happened?

 

DIGNAN

Shhh. Slow down, Bob. Drive natural.

 

BOB

This is natural.

 

DIGNAN

(looks at speedometer)

That's good. Keep it at forty.

 

BOB

Did we get it?

 

DIGNAN

Be cool, Bob. Be cool.

(quickly)

Make that light.

 

They keep driving. Breathing hard.

 

ANTHONY

Holy shit.

 

DIGNAN

We got it. We got it.

 

BOB

How much is there?

 

DIGNAN

Don't count it.

 

EXT. HAMBURGER PLACE. NIGHT

 

A picnic table in front of a hamburger place. Dignan is

standing up with his drink in his hand.

 

BOB

Was Dignan screaming like, Get me a

bag!

 

DIGNAN

No. I was calm.

 

ANTHONY

What about what that guy said?

 

DIGNAN

Oh, shit. That was scary. In the

middle of the robbery. The manager

looks at me. Right in the eye. And

goes, I'm going to remember you.

 

BOB

Are you serious?

 

ANTHONY

Yeah. He said that.

 

DIGNAN

I swear to God. In a very quiet

voice.

 

ANTHONY

Like he meant it.

 

DIGNAN

Yeah.

 

ANTHONY

Like he would find Dignan. One day.

 

DIGNAN

Like I'm going to hunt you down and

kill you.

 

Dignan stands there a minute and lets this sink in. Then he

finally sits down and they all eat their burgers.

 

BOB

You really think he'll remember you?

 

DIGNAN

(smiles)

No. All he'll remember is a guy

with a piece of tape on his nose.

 

They laugh smugly.

 

EXT. 7-11. NIGHT

 

Anthony, Dignan, and Bob come out of a 7-11. Bob's got a

slurpee. He's carrying the WWII book.

 

BOB

See you.

 

ANTHONY

See you, Bob.

 

DIGNAN

Hang on, Bob.

 

Dignan goes up to Bob and hugs him. Bob's not smiling.

 

DIGNAN

That was really good driving.

Seriously. I mean it.

 

Bob nods and starts walking away, down the sidewalk.

 

DIGNAN

We'll see you later, Bob. Good

driving.

 

Anthony and Dignan sit on the curb. Anthony's drinking a

milk. Dignan's still watching Bob walk alone down the

sidewalk.

 

DIGNAN

What's wrong with him?

 

ANTHONY

What do you think?

 

DIGNAN

Anthony, he sat in the car and

watched a 4-11 in progress. He got

what he deserved.

 

ANTHONY

He was the driver, Dignan. He did

what he's supposed to do.

 

DIGNAN

I didn't realize you were so

sensitive to Bob's feelings.

Considering I did the plans, you're

actually lucky you got --

 

ANTHONY

Don't even say it, man.

 

INT. BOB'S HOUSE. DAY

 

Dignan and Anthony are following Bob through his house. Bob

is playing his electric guitar, not plugged in.

 

DIGNAN

Bob, will you please listen?

 

BOB

I don't want to talk about it.

 

Bob strums more intensely. They're walking through the

kitchen.

 

DIGNAN

Look, I admit I was wrong for not

telling you before the robbery that

your share wouldn't be as equal as

ours. But the fact remains me and

Anthony were much more exposed to

danger.

 

Bob has now come to the big glass patio doors where Hector

sits outside, looking in. Bob keeps playing as he looks at

Hector.

 

DIGNAN

I mean, Jesus Christ, Bob. You

didn't have some vicious lunatic

screaming, "I'm going to remember

you!"

 

BOB

(smiles slightly,

keeps playing)

That's true. That would give me

nightmares.

 

DIGNAN

Bob, I've got nightmares.

 

Bob stops playing. He looks at Dignan.

 

BOB

You'll probably have them the rest

of your life.

 

ANTHONY

What was that?

 

Anthony opens the door to the patio.

 

DIGNAN

What?

 

They hear breaking glass somewhere as they follow Anthony

onto the patio. A voice yells out.

 

VOICE

Motherfucker!

 

ANTHONY

What's going on?

 

Bob sets down his guitar as they go out of the yard to see

what's happening.

 

EXT. BOB'S HOUSE. EVENING

 

Anthony, Dignan, and Bob go around to the front. Bob's

neighbor PHIL runs down the driveway with a wrench in his

hand. Phil is short and heavy, wearing a golf shirt. He's

got a bloody nose.

 

BOB

Phil. What happened?

 

PHIL

(hysterical)

Motherfucker. I'll kill him.

 

BOB

(looks around,

suddenly concerned)

Who?

 

PHIL'S GIRLFRIEND comes running out the front door.

 

PHIL'S GIRLFRIEND

I've called the police. Oh, my God,

Phil.

 

She reaches to hug him.

 

PHIL

Don't touch me! I swear to God I'll

get that guy.

 

PHIL'S GIRLFRIEND

I know you will, Phil. There was

nothing you could do. All you had

was a golf club.

 

ANTHONY

You're bleeding, man. Sit down.

 

A couple of NEIGHBORS have come over from across the street.

 

NEIGHBOR

What happened?

 

PHIL'S GIRLFRIEND

Some black man beat Phil up.

 

PHIL

He didn't beat me up. He attacked me.

 

PHIL'S GIRLFRIEND

He took two hundred dollars.

 

ANTHONY

(to Phil)

Tilt your head back.

 

Later. It's dark out now. There's a police car parked across

the street and another pulling over, lights rolling. One of

the OFFICERS walks across the yard, shining a flashlight in

the bushes. Dignan is talking with one of the other officers.

 

DIGNAN

He was probably on drugs.

 

OFFICER

They usually are.

 

Two other cops are getting a statement from Phil. Anthony

and Bob are listening. Some neighbors are milling around

talking.

 

PHIL

As soon as I opened the door I saw

him. A black guy. Looking through

my dad's tool box. I wanted to trap

this guy. So I closed the garage

door.

 

COP

And that's when he hit you?

 

PHIL

(looking up to sky

and concentrating)

He struck me. I fell down. He took

my wallet. Then he opened the

garage door and ran away.

 

COP

How'd the window break?

 

PHIL

I hit it with the golf club.

 

Dignan's still talking to the other cop.

 

DIGNAN

How long do you have to go?

 

COP

26 weeks.

 

DIGNAN

And what does that cover?

 

COP

Social issues. Crime prevention.

 

DIGNAN

Hand to hand combat?

 

Dignan suddenly looks toward Bob's backyard. The cop nods.

 

COP

Ground defense.

 

DIGNAN

Did you hear that?

 

OFFICER

What?

 

DIGNAN

Shhh.

 

Anthony's looking up into the treetops.

 

BOB

What the fuck is Dignan doing with

that cop? He loves them.

 

ANTHONY

There's a million places to hide

around here.

 

BOB

Oh, yeah. They'll never catch the

guy.

 

ANTHONY

I hope not.

 

BOB

Phil probably provoked him.

(looking at Dignan)

Where's he going?

 

Dignan and the officer are walking over to the backyard.

 

DIGNAN

No, it was a rustling sound.

 

BOB'S VOICE

The dog. Look out for the dog.

 

OFFICER

Is this dog going to bite?

 

DIGNAN

No. Shit no.

 

Dignan jumps the fence. The cop looks over and shines his

flashlight. Dignan's petting Hector. Hector's calm.

 

DIGNAN

See? I don't know what he's talking

about.

 

Bob starts walking across the street.

 

ANTHONY

Where you going?

 

BOB

Move.

 

As Bob walks away he is looking back, past Anthony, toward

the backyard.

 

ANTHONY

What's wrong?

 

Anthony turns to look.

 

In the backyard. Dignan is looking in the bushes.

 

DIGNAN

He probably went into the next yard.

Shine the light over here.

 

Dignan looks across the yard at the officer. The officer is

shining the light on the marijuana plants. He looks at Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

Those are...

 

Dignan sprints across the yard and over the gate.

 

OFFICER

Halt! Sir!

 

Anthony and Bob are standing in the shadows across the

street. They see Dignan come racing down the driveway. The

officer is yelling behind the gate.

 

OFFICER

Bill! He's running!

 

The other officers are running from their cars.

 

DIGNAN

The prowler! That way!

 

The officers run past Dignan, toward the back. Anthony and

Bob take off as Dignan runs by. The three of them run full

speed down the street, cutting across yards, between houses.

They throw themselves over fences and scramble through bushes.

 

DIGNAN

Way to go, Bob!

 

BOB

I told you they were there.

 

DIGNAN

(about to explode)

So it's my fault?

 

ANTHONY

Be quiet.

 

INT. BOB'S CAR. DAY

 

Bob's at the wheel, Dignan in front, Anthony in the back.

They're driving fast down the interstate, past fields and

farmhouses. Dignan's drawing out a route in felt tip pen on

a Texaco roadmap.

 

DIGNAN

In all probability nothing would of

happened. But why take the chance?

That's why I ran. I mean how many

plants were even back there? Five?

Ten?

 

BOB

There were more than that.

 

ANTHONY

Why don't you just tell them the

truth. Those belong to my neighbor

Phil.

 

BOB

I don't know. I personally don't

need that shit in my life right now.

 

ANTHONY

Nobody does.

 

DIGNAN

Obviously. That's why we go on the

road. The thing about cops is they

have short attention spans.

 

EXT. GAS STATION. DAY

 

Dignan fills up the tank and checks the oil. Bob tests the

tire pressure. Anthony does the windows.

 

DIGNAN

Can I get that credit card from you?

 

ANTHONY

(pause)

I don't like to use that credit

card, Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

Why not?

 

ANTHONY

Because my mom gets the bill.

 

DIGNAN

She's not going to notice, Anthony.

 

ANTHONY

I don't want to use it.

 

DIGNAN

(pause)

Well, then cut it in half.

 

ANTHONY

I keep it for emergencies.

 

DIGNAN

Anthony, we're on the run. This is

an emergency. It's only fair that...

 

Anthony gets in the car. Pause. Dignan reaches into his

pocket and takes out a wad of cash. He counts some. Stands

there a minute. Goes inside to pay.

 

INT. CAR. DAY

 

Anthony stretches out across the backseat on pillows,

playing electronic football. Dignan reads Bob's WWII book.

Bob eats a Ding-Dong and smokes a cigarette.

 

EXT. FIREWORKS STAND. DAY

 

A fireworks stand on the side of the highway. The car's

pulled over and they're buying roman candles, M-80's, and

Black Cats from a KID wearing a baseball cap way back on his

head.

 

As they get back on the highway Anthony lights a roman

candle and fires it from the window. Dignan lights an M-80

and throws it out of the car.

 

EXT. LAKE. DAY

 

They drive to a big lake. A dog splashes in and swims for a

tennis ball. Anthony does some nice dives. Dignan swings

from a rope out over the water and lets go. Bob sits on a

bench.

 

EXT. CAR. DAY

 

Late afternoon. They're driving on the interstate. Anthony's

got a copy of Runner's World magazine.

 

ANTHONY

Here's mine right here. See?

 

Anthony lifts up his foot so Dignan can compare his shoe

with the picture.

 

DIGNAN

See if mine are in there.

 

ANTHONY

(looks at Dignan's shoes)

Dignan, those aren't running shoes.

 

DIGNAN

Yes, they are.

 

ANTHONY

Look at the treads on those.

 

DIGNAN

What about them?

 

ANTHONY

They obviously weren't designed for

racing.

 

DIGNAN

Well, those treads stink. You'd

blow a knee out racing on those.

 

BOB

Will you guys shut up? God. It's

like having two little kids in the

car.

 

ANTHONY

OK, Dad.

 

DIGNAN

Really. OK, Dad. But seriously,

Anthony. These are fast shoes.

 

ANTHONY

You've never had a pair of fast

shoes in your life, Dignan.

(to Bob)

In fifth grade Dignan used to wear

cowboy boots for P.E.

 

DIGNAN

That's real cool, Anthony. Yeah, I

wore boots. My parents wouldn't buy

me any $200 running shoes like

yours. I wasn't spoiled.

 

ANTHONY

Don't call me spoiled, Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

You were spoiled rotten.

 

BOB

Enough. Jesus Christ.

 

EXT. SIDE OF HIGHWAY. DAY

 

Anthony and Dignan are lined up to race on the side of the

road.

 

ANTHONY

(yelling)

You want to say it, Bob?

 

Fifty yards away, Bob's sitting on the hood of the car

parked on the shoulder. He's reading a magazine. He shakes

his head without looking up.

 

ANTHONY

I'll just say it.

 

DIGNAN

I'll say it.

 

ANTHONY

OK. Go ahead.

 

DIGNAN

On your marks...

(waits a second, says

very fast:)

Get set go.

 

They take off. Dignan has the jump, but Anthony pulls past

him. A car blows by going the other way and they keep racing.

Anthony's out in front as they pass Bob sitting on the car.

Bob's watching. Dignan raises his fists into the air.

 

DIGNAN

(points at Anthony)

You owe me fifty bucks.

 

ANTHONY

Bob?

 

BOB

Anthony won.

 

Bob gets in the car.

 

DIGNAN

Bob wasn't even looking.

 

EXT/INT. MOTEL. DAY

 

A Holiday Inn. Bandera, TX. Bob's car is parked in front.

Inside: Dignan, Bob, and Anthony are checking in. There's a

teenage GIRL behind the counter. Dignan pays cash. The girl

hands over the keys. She's looking at Dignan's shirt:

 

GIRL

Was that shirt made from a towel?

 

DIGNAN

What?

 

GIRL

(seeing his reaction)

It's just terrycloth, isn't it?

 

DIGNAN

Yeah. I think so.

 

EXT. MOTEL. DAY

 

They're walking along the balcony, looking for their room.

Anthony has on his backpack. Dignan's got his tennis bag.

Bob's got two large suitcases, a carry-on, and a garment bag.

 

ANTHONY

Look, man. She didn't know anything

about shirts.

 

DIGNAN

No, I'm not saying her. I'm just

saying, I don't know.

 

ANTHONY

It's a great shirt. Don't worry

about it.

 

They find the room and unlock the door.

 

INT. CAR. NIGHT

 

Driving in a small town. Bob's behind the wheel. Dignan's in

front. Anthony's in back.

 

DIGNAN

Armored trucks are very difficult

to steal, Anthony.

 

ANTHONY

I know. But once you get inside

you're home free.

 

DIGNAN

Right.. Get back to me on that one.

Once your plan is worth a shit.

 

ANTHONY

It's not a plan. It's just --

 

DIGNAN

Actually. If you knew the exact

route, you could plant explosives

under a manhole cover and blow it

up as it went over.

 

ANTHONY

Yeah, but you wouldn't have the

truck if you blew it up.

 

DIGNAN

True.

 

There's a car stopped in front of them. A couple of girls

are standing beside it, talking to the driver. Bob can't get

around.

 

DIGNAN

What the fuck is this?

 

Dignan leans over and holds down the horn for about five

seconds. The guy in the car sticks hi s hand out the window

and shoots the finger at them. Dignan sounds dead serious:

 

DIGNAN

Ram him, Bob.

 

Bob waits for a nervous moment. He does two quick honks. The

guy's reverse lights go on.

 

DIGNAN

Hit him!

 

Bob hits the gas and slams into the car. He puts his car in

reverse and backs up a couple of feet. He leans forward and

sees the back of the guy's car. It's all smashed up. The guy

gets out of his car, shaken up, and looks at them. His

expression is confused. Bob punches it and flies backwards

down the street. The guy stands beside his car and watches

them.

 

DIGNAN

Shit, Bob. What the fuck did you do

that for?

 

BOB

He wouldn't move.

 

They go around the corner. Bob shifts into first and goes.

 

BOB

Is he chasing us?

 

DIGNAN

I don't know.

 

ANTHONY

Speed up, Bob.

 

INT. MOTEL ROOM. NIGHT

 

They're unlocking the door. They go inside.

 

BOB

You think he got my license plates?

 

ANTHONY

He looked too shaken-up.

 

DIGNAN

I'm sure he did. We'll have to get

new plates.

 

BOB

It's registered in my mother's name.

 

DIGNAN

(shakes his head)

What the fuck possessed you?

 

BOB

You're the one who kept saying ram

him.

 

Dignan's walking into the bathroom.

 

DIGNAN

I meant tap him. As a warning.

 

Dignan closes the door. Anthony lies down on one of the beds.

Bob just stands there.

 

INT. MOTEL ROOM. MORNING

 

The next day. Dignan and Bob are still asleep. Bob's on a

folding bed. Anthony's sitting at the table, reading a

newspaper eating some cereal from one of those little boxes

where you cut open the sides.

 

EXT. MOTEL POOL. DAY

 

Anthony's swimming laps. He stops and hangs onto the side

for a minute. Across the pool he can see a good-looking

Mexican MAID about twenty years old standing beside her cart

looking at him. He waves. She waves and gets back to work.

 

A little while later. Anthony's sitting in a chair by the

pool, letting the sun dry him off. He's wearing just a

swimsuit. Dignan and Bob are fully dressed, standing beside

him.

 

ANTHONY

Dignan, I can't get my hair cut.

That's just not possible, all right?

 

DIGNAN

Then you're going to have to dye

it, Anthony. We've got to hide our

identities. Especially after Bob

crashed the car.

 

Bob has no reaction to this.

 

ANTHONY

No, Dignan. I'm sorry. I can't do

that.

 

DIGNAN

Even if it's the difference between

some trooper recognizing us and

throwing us in prison or not?

 

Silence.

 

DIGNAN

Well, Bob, Samson has decided that

his hair is more important than our

safety.

(screaming)

My friend, that is a reckless

decision! Let's go, Bob.

 

Dignan starts walking away.

 

DIGNAN

Bob. Are you coming?

 

BOB

See you in a little while.

 

ANTHONY

See you, Bob.

 

INT. MOTEL ROOM. DAY

 

Anthony's wearing a bathrobe, sitting on one of the beds.

The maid unlocks the door and looks inside. She sees Anthony

and starts to go back out.

 

ANTHONY

No, it's OK. Come on in.

 

She goes in and starts cleaning up. Anthony sits down in one

of the chairs and makes conversation.

 

ANTHONY

It's hot out, isn't it? Yeah. This

is a nice little town. So, what, do

you do all these rooms yourself? Or

what? I'm Anthony.

 

He puts out his hand. She shakes it.

 

ANTHONY

What's your name?

 

MAID

Inez.

 

ANTHONY

Inez?

 

She nods.

 

ANTHONY

Let me give you a hand with that.

 

He helps her make the beds.

 

EXT. MOTEL HALLWAY. DAY

 

Anthony walks with Inez from room to room, helping her clean

up.

 

ANTHONY

How do you say nineteen?

 

INEZ

Dies y nueve.

 

ANTHONY

Right. Yeah. Yo soy dies y nueve.

How old are you?

 

INT. MOTEL ROOM. DAY

 

Inez opens the door to one of the room.. They go in to clean

it.

 

ANTHONY

Are you ever scared of finding a

dead body in one of these rooms?

 

INEZ

(laughs)

No.

 

ANTHONY

It could happen. This is the exact

kind of place where it happens. But

I don't want to scare you.

 

Anthony picks up a magazine off somebody's suitcase. He

flips through it. Inez takes it out of his hands and puts it

back on the suitcase.

 

INT. BATHROOM. DAY

 

Inez is putting a new bar of soap in the shower. Anthony

picks up some wet towels off the floor. It's cramped in there.

 

ANTHONY

People think because they're in a

hotel they can act like a slob.

It's bad manners.

 

Inez takes the towels. She pulls the shower curtain shut.

 

ANTHONY

Were you born in Mexico?

 

INEZ

Cuba.

 

ANTHONY

Oh, really? That's interesting. Do

you prefer Cuba or the United States?

 

Inez is trying to get out of the bathroom but Anthony's in

the way.

 

INEZ

Scuse me.

 

EXT. MOTEL HALLWAY. DAY

 

Inez is pushing the cart. Anthony has his hand on the cart.

 

ANTHONY

These towels are still warm.

 

He picks one up and holds it to his face.

 

ANTHONY

I guess from the dryer.

 

He hands the towel to Inez. She holds it to her face.

 

ANTHONY

I've never met anybody from Cuba

before.

 

Inez says a few sentences of very fast Spanish. Anthony nods.

Inez knocks on the door of a room.

 

INEZ

Housekeeping.

 

A WOMAN about thirty-five years old opens the door.

 

WOMAN

We're just checking out.

 

The woman goes back into the room. Inez follows her.

 

INT. MOTEL ROOM. DAY

 

The woman's packing a bag on the bed. Anthony comes in. The

woman looks at him. 8he's about to say something when

Anthony takes the liner out of the trashcan. The woman's

HUSBAND comes out of the bathroom. Anthony picks up some

stuff off the floor.

 

HUSBAND

Hi.

 

ANTHONY

Hi.

 

Anthony follows Inez into the bathroom. The husband looks at

his wife.

 

INT. BARBERSHOP. DAY

 

Dignan's sitting in the waiting area of a barbershop reading

a newspaper. We can see Bob out the window, talking on a pay

phone. He hangs up and comes inside.

 

DIGNAN

You can go first, Bob.

 

BOB

My brother's in jail.

 

DIGNAN

What are you talking about?

 

EXT. BARBERSHOP. DAY

 

They're standing next to the spinning striped pole.

 

BOB

The weed.

 

DIGNAN

But it's not his. How can they

arrest Future Man?

 

BOB

They said he's a drug dealer.

 

Bob looks off into the distance. Sickened.

 

DIGNAN

Those assholes. We got rapes.

Murders. Violent crimes every

second. And this is what they come

up with.

(shaking his head)

They're just fucking him because

he's from a prominent family.

 

INT. DINER. DAY

 

They're sitting at a table, waiting for their order.

 

DIGNAN

I don't think they can make it

stick, Bob. I mean, what do they

actually have on Future Man?

 

BOB

Well, the marijuana crop is a good

start.

 

DIGNAN

That could be anybody's.

 

BOB

They also found my two beam scale

in the garage.

DIGNAN

Since when is it a crime to have a

scale in your house? Everybody has

a scale.

 

BOB

The cops say it's a special kind of

scale drug dealers use in selling

marijuana.

 

DIGNAN

So tell them the truth. What do you

use it for?

 

BOB

(pause)

I was just going to use it to see

how much I had.

 

Dignan mulls this over for a minute.

 

DIGNAN

How long has he been in there?

 

BOB

I don't know.

 

DIGNAN

Then how come they haven't set the

bail yet? That's unconstitutional.

 

BOB

We'll have to see when we get back.

 

Dignan looks at Bob for a minute.

 

DIGNAN

What do you mean get back?

 

BOB

(pause)

Well, obviously, we got to go back.

 

DIGNAN

Bob, that makes no sense.

 

BOB

Dignan, he's my brother. I can't

just leave him there.

 

DIGNAN

This could be a trap.

BOB

Come on, Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

Don't "Come on, Dignan" me.

 

BOB

I'm going back.

 

DIGNAN

(louder)

Not in that car you're not.

 

BOB

Watch me.

 

DIGNAN

Good luck, since I got the keys.

 

Bob glares at Dignan. Dignan shrugs. The waitress brings

over some glasses of water, ice clinking. Nobody says

anything while she sets them down. She walks away.

 

BOB

Give me the keys, Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

I can't do that, Bob.

 

BOB

Dignan. You're going to give me

those keys or you're going to get

hurt.

 

DIGNAN

Don't threaten me, Bob.

 

BOB

Goddammit, Dignan! It's my car! If

you don't give me my keys, I swear

to God --

 

EXT. STREET. DAY

 

Dignan drives the car slowly alongside: Bob walking down the

sidewalk, staring straight ahead. Dignan's, got his window

down.

 

DIGNAN

Look, Bob. I understand your

loyalty. You're a good person. But

right now you're not using your

best judgment.

 

Bob keeps walking.

 

DIGNAN

Future Man would not want you to go

to jail I promise you. Just get in

the car and we'll talk about it.

 

No reaction. Bob keeps walking straight ahead.

 

DIGNAN

Future Man would never go to jail

for you, I'll tell you that.

 

BOB

His name's not Future Man, Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

I know it's not.

 

BOB

You don't even know his name.

 

DIGNAN

Yes, I do.

 

BOB

What is it?

 

DIGNAN

Just get in the car, Bob.

 

BOB

What's his name?

 

DIGNAN

OK, Bob. I don't know his name. You

know why? Because I don't care.

He's Future Man. But I care about

you. And to me it doesn't make

sense to go back to the scene of a

crime. Will you get in the car, Bob?

This is stupid.

 

Bob stops walking.

 

BOB

It's not your decision and he's not

your brother, Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

That's right. I only have one vote.

We'll go talk with Anthony and

figure it out.

 

Pause. Bob gets into the backseat. Dignan looks back at him

for a minute.

 

DIGNAN

You're going to ride in the back?

 

Bob nods and looks out the window.

 

DIGNAN

Come on, Bob. Get in front.

 

Bob exhales and gets out. He gets in up front. Dignan looks

at him for a minute.

 

DIGNAN

You've got a beautiful walk, Bob.

 

BOB

Let's go.

 

INT. MOTEL ROOM. NIGHT

 

Dignan and Bob open the door and go in. Inside: Inez and two

other Hispanic MAIDS are sitting at the table by the window.

One's about seventeen and a little heavy, the other's in her

mid-thirties. There's a bunch of glasses and a bottle of rum

on the table. One of the maids is cutting up a banana. Inez

smiles at Dignan. Dignan looks puzzled.

 

DIGNAN

Hi. How's it going.

 

Suddenly there's a loud crunching, grinding sound. Dignan

and Bob are startled. They look around the room. The sound

stops.

 

Anthony comes out of the bathroom carrying the pitcher from

a blender. It's full to the top with yellow liquid. He sees

Dignan and Bob and stops. Pause.

 

ANTHONY

I thought you guys went to get your

hair cut.

 

DIGNAN

No. We didn't.

 

Silence.

 

ANTHONY

We're making banana daiquiris.

 

Anthony holds up the pitcher. Dignan looks at it. Nods. Pause.

 

ANTHONY

This is Inez. Carmen. Anita.

 

DIGNAN

Hi.

 

ANTHONY

Inez, this is --

 

DIGNAN

Jerry.

(pointing to Bob)

And this is my associate Cornelius.

 

A strange expression crosses Bob's face.

 

DIGNAN

May I have a word with you, please?

 

ANTHONY

Sure.

 

EXT. MOTEL HALLWAY. NIGHT

 

Outside the room. Dignan closes the door. There's three

housekeeping carts in the hall.

 

DIGNAN

What the fuck is going on here?

 

ANTHONY

What. What's the matter?

 

DIGNAN

Anthony, we're on the run from the

law here. Did you tell these people

your real name?

 

ANTHONY

No. I didn't. Dignan, they don't

speak English.

 

DIGNAN

They don't?

 

ANTHONY

No. Not really. Inez speaks a little.

 

DIGNAN

Which one was that?

 

ANTHONY

On the left.

 

Dignan cracks open the door and looks inside.

 

ANTHONY

She's from Cuba.

 

DIGNAN

No kidding.

 

BOB

Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

(closes the door)

Anthony. Bad news.

 

EXT. MOTEL POOL. DAY

 

They walk around the motel.

 

ANTHONY

How long are they going to hold him?

 

BOB

I don't know. I don't know anything.

Except Phil says they got him. And

he's in jail.

 

DIGNAN

He needs to hire an attorney.

 

ANTHONY

No, no. Look. OK. Let's stay here

until we find out what's going on.

 

BOB

Anthony, I --

 

ANTHONY

And if Future Man doesn't get let

out of jail in 48 hours, then we go

back. All right?

 

DIGNAN

Now that makes sense. We'll hang

out for a couple of days. Get a

little R&R. Make sure Future Man's

OK and then get back on the road.

 

ANTHONY

As long as he gets out OK.

 

DIGNAN

Obviously. That's a given.

 

ANTHONY

Bob?

 

BOB

What?

 

ANTHONY

Is that OK?

 

Pause. Bob looks at Dignan. Looks at Anthony.

 

BOB

(shrugs)

Yeah. I guess so.

 

They shake hands and start back to the room.

 

DIGNAN

See, now we've got a plan.

 

ANTHONY

Don't worry about it, Bob.

 

INT. MOTEL ROOM. NIGHT

 

Anthony, Dignan, Inez, Carmen, and Anita are sitting crowded

around the little table by the window in the motel room.

They've got banana daiquiris and a bottle of wine. Moonlight

comes through the window. Bob is standing up in front of

them with a banana daiquiri in his hand. He's singing a blues

number acapella. He's got a good voice.

 

INT. MOTEL ROOM. NIGHT

 

Dignan and Bob are playing slapjack with Carmen and Anita.

Everyone's got their hands ready as  Carmen turns one card

then the next. Bob's having a conversation in fluent Spanish

with them about Las Vegas. He's talking about the rules at

different casinos: Bally's, Caesar's, the Desert Inn.

Dignan's paying close attention to the deck. A jack comes up

and he slams it.

 

EXT. MOTEL POOL. NIGHT

 

There's a light in the pool. Anthony and Inez are swimming.

Anthony swims around her with his eyes just above the water.

He goes under and comes up grabbing onto her. She laughs.

 

INEZ

Does my skin feel soft, Anthony?

 

ANTHONY

(passionate)

God, yes. Like silk.


 

Inez starts to giggle.

 

ANTHONY

What?

(starts laughing)

What?

 

INEZ

Like silk?

 

ANTHONY

God. That does sound corny.  Oh,

your skin feels so soft and silky.

But it really kind of does.

 

He kisses her.

 

DIGNAN

No lifeguard on duty. Swim at your

own risk.

 

They look up. Dignan's standing at the other side of the pool.

He smiles.

 

DIGNAN

You know, I did save Anthony from

drowning once, Inez. Tell her,

Anthony.

 

CUT TO:

 

Dignan sitting with his feet in the pool. Anthony and Inez

are sitting on the steps beside him, in the shallow end.

 

DIGNAN

See, one day we were playing hot

box over at my next door neighbor

Mr. Langston's house and Anthony

fell in the pool and got knocked

unconscious. I had to dive in and

save him.

 

ANTHONY

This was in fourth grade.

 

DIGNAN

Mr. Langston performed

cardiopulmonary recitation. CPR.

I've never said this before, but

frankly I thought Anthony was dead.

The veins in his face were all

sticking out. His skin was blue. He

truly did look dead.

 

ANTHONY

After that my parents never let me

go to Dignan's again.

 

DIGNAN

They blamed my family for everything.

They always said Mr. Langston saved

Anthony's life.

 

Dignan stares wistfully across the pool. Anthony looks at

him for a minute.

 

ANTHONY

But if it wasn't for Dignan I

probably would of died.

 

DIGNAN

(nodding, whisper voice)

Yes...It's true.

 

They're all quiet for a minute. Inez hangs onto the side.

 

INT. MOTEL ROOM. NIGHT

 

Bob's sitting in the room by himself, close to the TV,

watching a war movie.

 

EXT. MOTEL. DAY

 

The next morning. Dignan bursts out the door of the motel

room. He runs across the parking lot.

 

DIGNAN

Son of a bitch.

 

Dignan runs back into the room. He comes out with Anthony.

 

DIGNAN

He's gone. He stole the car.

 

ANTHONY

Where was it parked?

 

DIGNAN

Right here.

 

Anthony looks around the parking lot.

 

DIGNAN

That coward. Son of a bitch.

 

ANTHONY

Maybe he just went to the store.

 

DIGNAN

He took his stuff. He's gone.

(pause)

I should of seen this. I should of

expected it. Bob doesn't have any

character.

 

Anthony puts his hands in his pockets. Looks out at the

highway.

 

ANTHONY

He went back for his brother.

 

DIGNAN

We said 48 hours.

 

ANTHONY

That's a long time to be in jail.

 

They stand there in the empty parking lot. Anthony goes

inside.

 

INT. MOTEL ROOM. DAY

 

In the room. The blinds are pulled. Anthony's sitting at the

end of a bed. Dignan's pacing around the room.

 

DIGNAN

We'll get him. Don't worry about

that. We'll go back. We'll find him.

And we'll blow up his car. Or do

something. I promise you.

 

Anthony gets up and walks to the bathroom. He shuts the door.

Dignan follows him over to the sink and sits on the counter.

 

DIGNAN

I mean, let's face it. Bob was dead

weight. We're a lot better off

without him.

(pause)

But who could expect it? Just like

that. Steals the fucking car. What

kind of person pulls that --

 

Anthony opens the door and walks out.

 

ANTHONY

Bob didn't steal the car. He told

me he was going. He had to go help

his brother.

 

Anthony sits back down on the bed. Dignan's shocked.

 

DIGNAN

When'd he tell you?

 

ANTHONY

This morning.

 

DIGNAN

Where was I?

 

ANTHONY

You were asleep.

 

DIGNAN

He told you and you let him do it.

 

ANTHONY

He told me because he wanted to

know if I wanted to go.

 

DIGNAN

(hesitates)

If you wanted to go? What were you

going to do? Just leave me here by

myself?

 

ANTHONY

Well, I didn't do it, did I?

 

DIGNAN

So when you were saying Bob's at

the store and acting real surprised,

that was just an act. You were

just --

 

ANTHONY

Bob went to help his brother. I

understand that and I can't help it

if you don't.

 

DIGNAN

I understand that if I had a few

more friends like you and Bob I'd

be dead.

 

ANTHONY

If you say so.

 

INT. DINER. DAY

 

Anthony and Dignan are sitting at a booth. Anthony's got a

roadmap spread out on the table. There's a long silence.

 

DIGNAN

If you'd gone with Bob you'd

probably be in Weatherford by now.

Of course I'd be here frantically

worrying thinking you must of got

kidnapped.

 

ANTHONY

I didn't realize you had such an

incredible ability to feel sorry

for yourself, Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

Well, the world is a little bit

colder today.

 

Anthony sits there thinking for a second, stating into space.

Then he looks back at his map. He draws some lines in two

different colors of felt tip pens.

 

ANTHONY

You want to look at the map?

 

Pause. Dignan kind of looks at the map, without leaning

forward. Anthony turns the map more in Dignan's direction.

Dignan leans forward, looking.

 

ANTHONY

See. Here's where we are.

 

They look at the map for a minute. Dignan looks out the

window.

 

DIGNAN

I didn't know he had it in him.

(pause)

I guess you could say the child has

become the father of the man.

 

EXT/INT. MOTEL/TOWN. DAY

 

Anthony runs down the sidewalk, cuts across the street, and

goes around the side of the motel. He pulls off his jacket

as he goes up the stairs. He spots Inez's cart. He walks

over to the room she's cleaning. She's in there making the

bed. Anthony closes the door and grabs her by her belt.

She's laughing and he pushes her onto the bed. He unbuttons

her dress. She jerks a sheet out of the way. It swings in

the air.

 

Then we see Anthony and Inez walking down the sidewalk. He's

got one arm wrapped tight around her shoulders and she's got

hers around his waist. They're talking while they walk,

going past people in the town.

 

They watch each other walking reflected in a window.

 

EXT. MOTEL. EVENING

 

Dignan is doing the butterfly in the pool. Anthony and Inez

walk over and wait for him at the end of the pool.

 

ANTHONY

We're going over to this bar if you

feel like going.

 

DIGNAN

No. I'm going to swim. I'll see you

later.

 

Dignan treads water. Inez looks at Anthony.

 

ANTHONY

Why don't you come with us.

 

DIGNAN

OK.

 

Dignan gets out of the pool.

 

INT. MEXICAN BAR. NIGHT

 

Anthony, Dignan, and Inez are drinking beers with limes and

salt. The mood is good and they're getting drunk. Anthony

and Inez dance. Then Dignan and Inez. Mexican-style, stomping

their feet and clapping. There's a scruffy dog in the bar

and he barks at the dancers. Anthony kisses Inez and they

whisper to each other. Dignan orders another beer and moves

over to the pool table. A skinny Mexican MAN puts his arm

around Dignan's shoulder. He's drunk and slurring his words.

So's Dignan.

 

MAN

Hello, my friend. You in the Army,

yes?

 

DIGNAN

No. I just have short hair.

 

MAN

Is that your chiquita?

 

DIGNAN

No, my friend knows her.

 

MAN

She Chicano, yes?

 

Dignan nods.

 

MAN

You like Chicanos?

 

DIGNAN

Sure.

 

He says something in fast Spanish to the people at his table

and they smile.

 

MAN

Play pool? For one cerveza.

 

Dignan nods. The guy racks up the balls. They start shooting.

Dignan makes a hard shot.

 

MAN

(smiling)

You a good pool player.

 

DIGNAN

Got a little lucky.

 

MAN

Where's your friend? He go with the

chiquita?

 

Dignan looks over to the bar. Anthony and Inez are gone.

 

DIGNAN

I don't know.

 

MAN

She is a good looking woman.

 

Dignan ignores this. They keep playing. Dignan finally makes

the eight ball. The man shakes Dignan's hand and holds on.

 

DIGNAN

Guess I'll get another Tecate.

 

MAN

Si. Tecate. You like to fight?

 

DIGNAN

What?

 

MAN

Fight. You know.

 

He pulls Dignan in and with his other hand fakes a hard punch.

 

DIGNAN

No. Just pool.

 

MAN

You Hoto?

 

DIGNAN

(pulls away)

Fuck you. You a Hoto.

 

MAN

(smiles)

No. Me no Hoto. Tecate?

 

DIGNAN

Right.

 

INT. BATHROOM. NIGHT

 

The bathroom is very small with one bare light bulb. Dignan

stands at the urinal, muttering to himself.

 

The door opens and Dignan turns around just in time to see

the Mexican man throw a hard punch. He hits Dignan in the

stomach, punches him in the face. Dignan goes down hard. The

guy kicks him and curses in Spanish.

 

MAN

Pinche cabrone. Puta madre.

 

The bartender comes in with a bat in his hand and starts

talking fast and angry in Spanish. The guy gets out.

 

INT. MOTEL ROOM. NIGHT

 

Dignan's sitting in bed, watching TV. He's got a fat lip and

a big bruise over his eye. Anthony's sitting in a chair

beside him. Inez brings over a glass of water and some ice

in a washcloth. She gives the ice to Dignan for his eye. She

puts the glass of water on the nightstand where there's some

fast food laid out for Dignan: burger, fries, an apple pie.

Inez goes into the bathroom, closes the door, and turns on

the water. Anthony's sitting there with his hands clasped,

not looking at the TV.

 

ANTHONY

I can't believe he just jumped you.

 

DIGNAN

Can you hand me those French fries.

 

Anthony hands him the fries. Dignan watches the TV.

 

ANTHONY

I wish I'd been there.

 

DIGNAN

Would of been nice.

 

Anthony looks at Dignan.

 

ANTHONY

Man. I'm sorry. We just went for a

walk --

 

DIGNAN

I don't really feel like talking

about it. The only thing I feel

like is getting the fuck out of

this place.

 

ANTHONY

(pause)

We need a car.

 

For the first time Dignan looks away from the TV, at Anthony.

 

DIGNAN

I have an idea for that.

 

ANTHONY

What?

 

DIGNAN

Inez has a master key to all these

rooms, doesn't she?

(pause)

Doesn't she?

 

ANTHONY

I don't think we can do that.

 

DIGNAN

I know we can. It's real simple. We

go into a room, grab some car keys

and --

 

ANTHONY

What I'm saying is she wouldn't go

for that.

 

DIGNAN

She doesn't need to know.

 

ANTHONY

(pause)

I don't know, Dignan. I just --

DIGNAN

Look. I'm ready to get the fuck out

of here. It's real torture for me

to be here. Getting the shit kicked

out of me by Mexicans.

 

ANTHONY

Shh.

 

DIGNAN

No one to back me up. Now I have a

good idea. So unless you come up

with something better --

 

ANTHONY

Dignan. I can't do that. All right?

I just can't.

 

The bathroom door opens.

 

DIGNAN

Then you better think of something.

 

Inez comes back in.

 

INEZ

How are you, Jerry?

 

DIGNAN

(staring at TV)

I feel great, Inez.

 

ANTHONY

(kisses her)

I'll see you later.

 

Inez goes outside. She closes the door.

 

ANTHONY

I don't think we need any keys,

Dignan. I think I can hotwire a car

for us.

 

DIGNAN

You don't know how to hotwire.

 

ANTHONY

Yes, I do. Bob taught me.

 

DIGNAN

Bob taught you how to get

electrocuted.

 

ANTHONY

No, I'm serious. He made me a

diagram.

 

EXT. SIDEWALK. DAY

 

Dignan's standing on a corner alone. He looks sullen.

 

EXT. SIDEWALK. DAY

 

Anthony walks down an alley. He goes past a beat-up

convertible. He stops, hands in his pockets. He looks both

ways.

 

He cuts back to the car, opens the door, and slips inside.

 

INT. STOLEN CAR. DAY

 

Anthony's behind the wheel. He hand signals a turn and pulls

up next to Dignan. Dignan shakes his head as he looks at the

car. He gets in. They drive through the town. The wind's

blowing hard. Anthony smiles at Dignan. Dignan tries not to

smile.

 

CUT TO:

 

Dignan sitting in the parked car with the motor running. In

the side mirror he's watching Anthony and Inez. Anthony's

saying goodbye. He walks back to the car and gets in. He

puts it in gear and they drive off.

 

DIGNAN

What'd you say to Inez?

 

Anthony shrugs.

 

DIGNAN

"I'll come back for you. I love

you, Inez."

 

Anthony is silent.

 

DIGNAN

"I'm going to take you away from

all this windexing and making beds."

 

Silence. Dignan exhales and looks out the window.

 

EXT. HIGHWAY. DAY

 

The car is on the shoulder, raised up on a Jack with the

hood open. Anthony's looking underneath the car. Dignan's

standing in the middle the road with his hands in his

pockets. No cars in sight.

 

Anthony starts messing around under the hood. He tests some

wires and connections. He steps away from the car.

 

ANTHONY

Man, I don't know anything about

cars.

 

Dignan stares down the road.

 

DIGNAN

You really know how to pick them.

 

Anthony walks over to Dignan. He stands beside him for a

minute.

 

ANTHONY

I think we better go home.

 

DIGNAN

Don't panic, Anthony.

 

ANTHONY

I'm not. But there's --

 

DIGNAN

You can't just run home every time

things get tough. First of all,

we've got enough dough to --

 

ANTHONY

Our money situation is not good.

 

DIGNAN

(clapping him on the back)

You're so spoiled. What is "not

good" to you? Only a few hundred --

 

ANTHONY

We've got sixteen dollars.

 

DIGNAN

That's not correct.

 

Dignan stares at Anthony.

 

DIGNAN

Give it to me.

 

Pause. Anthony reaches into his pocket and pulls out the

money. Dignan takes it. He counts it. He looks at Anthony.

 

DIGNAN

Sixteen dollars.

 

ANTHONY

I know.

 

DIGNAN

Where's the rest?

 

Dignan stares at Anthony. Pause.

 

ANTHONY

I had to give some to Inez.

 

DIGNAN

How much?

 

ANTHONY

$383.

 

Dignan frowns slightly. Pause. He screams:

 

DIGNAN

What!

 

Pause. Dignan runs at the car and kicks the door as hard as

he can. It makes a big dent. He runs down the shoulder and

grabs a big rock. He runs at the car and smashes the rock

through the windshield. He stands still. He turns to Anthony.

He walks back over to him, yelling.

 

DIGNAN

You gave $383 to the goddamn

housekeeper! What the fuck is your

problem?

 

ANTHONY

She needed it.

 

DIGNAN

A $500 tip! For the housekeeper!

 

ANTHONY

Her name's Inez. Stop calling her

the housekeeper.

 

DIGNAN

That's what she is!

 

ANTHONY

I know that. But --

 

DIGNAN

You're in love with the fucking

housekeeper!

 

ANTHONY

Shut up!

 

DIGNAN

What are you going to do, get

married? Have a bunch of little

idiot janitor brats! And go around

scrubbing the --

 

Anthony slaps Dignan hard in the face.

 

ANTHONY

Stop!

(pause)

Now listen to me.

 

Dignan punches Anthony is the face. Follows it up with one

after another. Anthony ducks and puts his arms out. He falls

on one knee. Dignan immediately turns and walks to the car.

 

Anthony stands up. He's got a bloody nose. He stares at

Dignan. Not angry. Just weary.

 

Dignan pulls his tennis bag out of the car. He shuts the

door and walks down the highway.

 

Anthony walks to the car and takes out his backpack. He

pulls it tight around his shoulders. He looks down the

highway at Dignan. Then turns and walks the other way, into

the distance.

 

BLACKOUT.

 

FADE IN:

 

EXT. GOLF COURSE. DAY

 

A cold day on a nice country club course. Anthony watches

Bob hit a hard slide straight into the rough. Bob stands

there in a frozen follow-through. Then he suddenly swings

his club and hums it down the fairway. He starts to walk

back to the golf cart.

 

ANTHONY

Bob, where you going?

 

BOB

I'm not playing any more golf.

 

ANTHONY

Why not?

 

BOB

Cause I'm not getting any better.

It's a waste of time.

 

ANTHONY

You've only been playing for two

weeks, Bob. It takes a long time to

learn this game.

 

BOB

You think I'm improving?

 

ANTHONY

(pause)

Yes. You just got to stick with it.

 

Bob looks down the fairway. He takes a deep breath and

starts walking toward his club about twenty yards away.

 

INT. GOLF CART. DAY

 

In the cart. Bob's driving. There's a brief silence.

 

BOB

You don't have to talk about it if

you don't want to.

 

ANTHONY

No, I don't mind.

 

BOB

I know it must of been a bad

experience. But it doesn't sound

like it was your fault.

 

ANTHONY

Well, I didn't mean to electrocute

him. But the whole operation was my

idea.

 

MONTAGE: Electronics wizardry. Splicing wires. Buzzing

electrodes. A filament lights up blue. Pliers and clippers

rewire a circuit breaker, short out the P.A. system,

electrify doors and windows. Anthony continues in VOICEOVER.

 

ANTHONY (VO)

It took six months of research. I

did all the wiring myself. Switched

AC to DC. Doubled the voltage.

Shorted out the generator. The

whole school was shut down.

 

BOB (VO)

That's pretty complicated for a

senior prank.

 

ANTHONY (VO)

I don't like that word prank, Bob.

I was trying to do something more

than a prank.

 

EXT. SCHOOL. DAY

 

A large school building. Tall oak trees and benches in the

shade. Green and blue lights blink in the windows. White

flashes and loud jolts of energy dance from room to room.

Mozart plays in the distance.

 

Students begin to swarm out into the yard.

 

ANTHONY (VO)

I wanted to create an event.

Something everyone would remember.

And at first it worked perfectly.

The whole school was standing

around outside. Kids running all

over the place. Everybody laughing.

 

EXT. GOLF COURSE. DAY

 

Anthony and Bob are standing on the seventeenth green.

 

ANTHONY

Even the school custodian Swifty

thought it was great. He kept

laughing and shaking his head the

whole time he tried to disconnect

the generator. And then suddenly

(snaps his finger)

total silence except for Swifty

hanging off the generator with his

leg stuck to it being electrocuted.

 

Anthony stares down the fairway.

 

ANTHONY

Actually he died of a heart attack

brought on by the shock. He was an

older guy.

 

INT. GOLF CART. DAY

 

Anthony and Bob are driving back to the clubhouse.

 

ANTHONY

I felt terrible. I'd known Swifty

since first grade. He was Dignan's

medicine man for Indian Guides.

They called each other Rattlesnake

and Killer Whale. Whenever Dignan

came to visit me he would act like

he and Swifty weren't that good of

friends, but that was just to make

me feel better. The whole rest of

the school had turned against me.

 

EXT. BOB'S HOUSE. DAY

 

Anthony and Bob are sitting by the pool, drinking beers.

Future Man's swimming laps even though it's cold out.

 

ANTHONY

At first they were going to charge

me with manslaughter. That's partly

why I was in custody so long. Sixty

days.

 

BOB

Sixty days?

 

ANTHONY

Yeah. One minute you're studying

Great Expectations and the next

minute you're drawing the Holy Mary

for some kid who tried to stab his

girlfriend.

 

BOB

Why were you drawing the Holy Mary?

 

ANTHONY

Prison tattoos. I got to be pretty

good. It's not like drawing on paper.

 

CUT TO:

 

Future Man toweling off. He wears a Speedo swimsuit. He

walks over to Bob and Anthony. Anthony's just finishing a

drawing of a leaping jungle cat in black and red ink on

Bob's shoulder.

 

Future Man stops and looks at them with no feeling.

 

ANTHONY

(pause)

It's a panther.

 

Pause. Future Man looks at Bob.

 

FUTURE MAN

How's that 700 bucks coming?

 

BOB

I'm working on it.

 

FUTURE MAN

Hard to find it sitting by the pool

drinking beer and bullshitting.

 

He walks inside.

 

ANTHONY

I thought he didn't have to pay

anything because of the technicality.

 

BOB

Yeah, but he still has the

aggravation. Three days sitting in

a cell.

 

ANTHONY

(pause)

Were you adopted, Bob?

 

BOB

Why do you say that?

 

ANTHONY

Well, because you guys don't look

alike.

 

BOB

No. I wasn't adopted.

 

Long pause.

 

ANTHONY

Was Future Man adopted?

 

BOB

Jesus Christ! No.

 

INT. CAR. DAY

 

Dignan and APPLEJACK are sitting in, a '72 Monte Carlo by

the curb two houses down from Bob's. Applejack is a small

black man with white hair. It's hard to tell exactly how old

he is. Around sixty-five.

 

DIGNAN

There's a lot of valuable shit in

there, Applejack. The silver and

the china. The crystal. And the

grandfather clock. Goddammit, I bet

that clock's worth ten grand.

 

APPLEJACK

Why the fuck do we need to blow up

the car? It doesn't make any

goddamn sense.

 

DIGNAN

Just settling an old score. You

might say revenge.

 

APPLEJACK

That sounds like a lot of bullshit

that'll land us in jail.

 

DIGNAN

We might have to take that chance.

Cause I feel pretty strongly about

this.

 

APPLEJACK

Is that Buckethead?

 

Anthony is walking Hector down the driveway.

 

DIGNAN

Get down.

 

Anthony does some stretching exercises in the driveway.

 

APPLEJACK

Is that him?

 

DIGNAN

Wait a second.

 

They watch Anthony and Hector start down the street.

 

DIGNAN

That's Anthony.

 

APPLEJACK

That's your friend Anthony?

 

DIGNAN

Yeah.

 

APPLEJACK

What's he doing here?

 

DIGNAN

Looks like he's staying with

Buckethead. That's what I figured.

He's probably got his own room.

Let's see where he's going.

 

Applejack puts the car in gear. They drive slowly.

 

DIGNAN

Don't get too close.

 

Anthony looks back.

 

DIGNAN

Stop. He saw us.

 

Anthony keeps jogging with Hector.

 

DIGNAN

Wait. Did he see us?

 

APPLEJACK

We're going too slow. It looks like

we're following him.

 

Anthony goes around a corner, down an alley.

 

DIGNAN

Speed up.

 

They pull down to the end of the alley. Anthony and Hector

are racing down the alley.

 

EXT. ALLEY. DAY

 

Dignan gets out of the car.

 

DIGNAN

Anthony!

 

Anthony looks back. He stops running.

 

DIGNAN

Wait up.

 

Dignan jogs down the alley. He stops a few feet away from

Anthony.

 

DIGNAN

Where you going?

 

Anthony points down the alley.

 

ANTHONY

Just walking Hector.

 

Dignan looks down the alley. He looks at Anthony. Pause.

 

ANTHONY

When'd you get back?

 

DIGNAN

Ah. Couple days ago.

 

Pause.

 

DIGNAN

(under his breath)

You want to shake hands.

 

Anthony puts his hand out. They shake. Pause. Anthony looks

down the alley.

 

ANTHONY

Who's in the car?

 

DIGNAN

That's Applejack. You want to meet

him?

 

ANTHONY

Sure.

 

They walk to the car.

 

DIGNAN

This is Applejack.

 

They shake.

 

ANTHONY

Nice to meet you, Applejack.

 

APPLEJACK

You're Anthony?

 

ANTHONY

Yeah.

 

APPLEJACK

I hear you're a good thief.

 

Anthony shrugs and smiles. He nods.

 

EXT. HAMBURGER PLACE. DAY

 

A hamburger place with no other customers. Anthony, Dignan,

and Applejack are sitting at an outdoor table. It's cold and

their jackets are zipped up tight.

 

APPLEJACK

I'm just sitting at this bar

drinking my drink when this fine

chick walks by. She was a living

doll. And the big motherfucker who

came in with her sees me looking,

when he walks by he steps on my

foot. Doesn't say shit. Just takes

a seat with his lady. Well, I

holler out to him, If I was as big

as you, ain't no way in the hell

you'd of stepped on my foot like

that. He just laughed. He says,

Little man, take your foot and put

it in your pocket. I said, No, how

about I take my foot and I stick it

up your ass? Man, we went to war

right there. I hit him so hard I

knocked his nuts in his watchpocket.

But this motherfucker wouldn't go

down. Then all the sudden, out of

nowhere, Dignan came up behind him

and smashed a bottle on his head.

And that big old boy went down.

That's how I met Dignan. Good cat

to have on your side. He'll go to

war with you. He don't give a fuck.

 

Applelack and Dignan slap hands.

 

DIGNAN

Applejack would of got him anyway.

This was just the quicker war.

 

ANTHONY

You really hit a guy with a bottle?

 

Dignan takes a little notebook out of his pocket.

 

DIGNAN

Pretty much. He kind of fell into

me. But wait a second.

 

Dignan opens the notebook on the table.

 

DIGNAN

I want you to look at this.

 

ANTHONY

What is it?

 

DIGNAN

It's big, Anthony. Real big. It's

called Hinckley Cold Storage.

 

ANTHONY

What's Hinckley Cold Storage?

 

EXT. HINCKLEY COLD STORAGE. DAY

 

Anthony, Dignan, and Applejack are standing in front of a

massive structure with ladders and towers and huge doors.

Applejack's car is parked behind them. There are trucks

lined up along the loading docks. A big sign says Hinckley

Cold Storage.

 

DIGNAN

Mr. Henry has an inside source. We

call him Steve. That's where we get

our information.

 

ANTHONY

Who's Mr. Henry?

 

DIGNAN

You'll meet him this afternoon.

He's helping us set it up.

 

APPLEJACK

Did you ever hear of the S. Cooper

Trust robbery?

 

ANTHONY

(shakes his head)

Uh-uh.

 

APPLEJACK

S. Cooper Trust, in San Francisco?

 

ANTHONY

Uh-uh.

 

DIGNAN

Mr. Henry pulled that job in 1965.

It's famous. Applejack was the

wheel man. Did you use this same

car, Applejack?

 

APPLEJACK

Hell, no. This is a '72. I was

driving a '63 Pontiac.

ANTHONY

What exactly is this place? Freezers?

 

DIGNAN

Right. Freezers. Imported foods.

 

Anthony stares at Hitckley Cold Storage.

 

APPLEJACK

Let's go, Abdul-Shabazz.

 

ANTHONY

Abdul-Shabazz?

 

DIGNAN

Just a nickname.

 

EXT. WAREHOUSE. DAY

 

Anthony, Dignan, and Applejack are standing on the sidewalk

at the front door of an old warehouse. Dignan knocks on the

door, then tries the bell. They all wait.

 

ANTHONY

What time did he say to be here?

 

DIGNAN

Right now.

 

Dignan looks in the window. He tries the door. It's locked.

 

APPLEJACK

I can knock a man out with a six

inch punch.

 

ANTHONY

What do you mean?

 

APPLEJACK

Feel this.

 

Anthony puts his hand up. Applejack does a short, hard jab.

Anthony shakes his hand out.

 

ANTHONY

(whistles)

You could give somebody a concussion.

 

DIGNAN

Let me feel that.

 

Dignan puts his hand up. Applejack nails it.

 

DIGNAN

(grabbing his hand)

Ow. Shit.

 

A drop of water hits Dignan on the head. He looks up. More

water falls on him. He gets out of the way. Everyone looks

up. There's a man on the roof. He laughs, hysterically. They

stare up at him.

 

MAN

How's the weather down there?

 

DIGNAN

(pause)

Mr. Henry?

 

MAN

Come on in!

 

DIGNAN

It's locked.

 

MAN

No, it's not.

 

Dignan shrugs. He goes over to the door. Mr. Henry pours

some more water on him.

 

A minute later: a steel garage door opens and the man steps

outside. He is tall, about sixty years old with white hair

clipped short and a trim goatee. He wears black trousers,

black shoes, no shirt, and a string of animal teeth around

his neck. This is MR. HENRY. He puts a towel around Dignan's

shoulders and pats him on the back.

 

MR. HENRY

Dignan. Good to see you. Good to

see you Applejack.

(looks at Anthony)

Who are you?

 

DIGNAN

This is Anthony Adams, Mr. Henry.

 

MR. HENRY

This is no good.

 

Mr. Henry stares hard at Dignan. He looks to Anthony. He

looks back to Dignan.

 

MR. HENRY

This is no good, bringing him here.

What are you thinking? What the

shit, man? Are you crazy?

 

Mr. Henry stares at Dignan. He looks to Anthony.

 

MR. HENRY

I'm pulling your leg. Abe Henry.

 

They shake hands. Mr. Henry points to ROWBOAT, a tall, older

black man standing in the doorway. Rowboat wears a white

windbreaker.

 

MR. HENRY

This is my business manager, Rowboat.

 

ANTHONY

Nice to meet you.

 

MR. HENRY

That's a sharp jacket.

 

ANTHONY

Thanks.

 

INT. WAREHOUSE. DAY

 

The second floor of the warehouse is one huge room painted

all white. Mr. Henry and Anthony are playing ping-pong.

Dignan watches. Rowboat-and Applejack are on the far side of

the room playing chess.

 

ANTHONY

It's hard to get much spin with

this kind of paddle.

 

MR. HENRY

It's called a racquet, Anthony, and

you're holding it wrong. That's

ghetto play. Hold it like this.

 

Anthony changes his grip. Mr. Henry serves. The ball clicks

back and forth. They're both solid players. Anthony whips a

shot crosscourt and wins the point.

 

MR. HENRY

You know, your form is for shit,

but you've got a hell of a talent.

 

ANTHONY

Thanks.

 

Mr. Henry serves. Anthony returns. Mr. Henry suddenly fires

a scorching shot down the line. Anthony watches it click

past him. He looks to Mr. Henry.

 

ANTHONY

Nice shot.

 

Mr. Henry smiles. He looks to Dignan.

 

MR. HENRY

Is he in?

 

DIGNAN

I don't know. Are you in, Anthony?

 

Anthony stands there silent. He looks to Applejack and

Rowboat. He looks to Mr. Henry. Then Dignan.

 

ANTHONY

Yeah, I'm in.

 

Mr. Henry puts down his paddle. Stares at Anthony. Smiles.

 

MR. HENRY

OK, kid. Let's go talk about cops

and robbers.

 

INT. WAREHOUSE. DAY

 

The ground floor is crammed with cars. Some have been taken

apart. Some are shiny and perfect. Anthony and Dignan walk

among the cars and junk with Mr. Henry. They've each got

coffee in a Styrofoam cup.

 

MR. HENRY

Every once in a while some cat

comes to me. He wants to know how I

made it. How did I become a success?

The first thing I tell them is:

follow your instincts. Let your

instincts guide you. The second

thing I tell them is, for Christ's

sake: you got to know your grammar.

 

ANTHONY

Grammar.

 

DIGNAN

What do you mean grammar?

 

MR. HENRY

The basic grammatical rules of

robbing.

 

ANTHONY

You mean like techniques?

 

MR. HENRY

(nods)

Technique. That's right. Seventy-

five percent of your job is crowd

control. Seventy-five percent. Do

you believe that?

 

DIGNAN

(pause)

Yes, I do.

 

EXT. ROOFTOP. DAY

 

On the roof of the warehouse. They're standing near the

edge, looking out. Mr. Henry is smoking a joint. He's got on

a black beret. Anthony and Dignan are listening to him talk.

 

MR. HENRY

On the other hand you got to have

the right equipment. I don't care

if you're Harry Houdini. You can't

pick a lock without a hairpin.

 

Dignan nods.

 

ANTHONY

I'd like to live in that place.

Hinckley Cold Storage.

 

MR. HENRY

Yeah. Convert it into lofts. OK.

Pop quiz. What's the single most

important aspect of your job?

 

DIGNAN

The grammar?

 

MR. HENRY

Crowd control. Crowd control. Wake

up, guys.

 

DIGNAN

Oh, yeah.

 

MR. HENRY

You're going to need a boxman for

this one. But that can be arranged.

 

ANTHONY

You mean a safecracker?

 

MR. HENRY

Yeah. And I'll tell you who we're

going to want: Kumar Banijamali.

 

DIGNAN

Is he good?

 

MR. HENRY

He's damn good.

 

INT. KUMAR'S ROOM. DAY

 

KUMAR is about sixty-five with white hair. He's short and

wears a pale-green button-down shirt, dark trousers, and

sandals. His room is small and has everything he needs in it.

Books. Little TV. Possessions from all over the world.

 

Kumar sits on his bed. Anthony and Dignan sit in wooden

chairs. Kumar stares out the window. They sit for a long

silence.

 

DIGNAN

So what do you think of the plan,

Mr. Kumar?

 

Kumar shrugs. Pause.

 

DIGNAN

We'd love to have you on the team.

 

Kumar nods. He looks at a plant growing by the window.

Silence.

 

ANTHONY

What is that? An orchid?

 

Kumar shakes his head. Sighs deeply. Long pause.

 

Kumar suddenly stands up and unbuttons his shirt. He throws

it on the bed. He undoes his trousers and takes them off.

Anthony looks at Dignan. Kumar takes off his socks, then his

shorts. He is naked. He walks over to his dresser and takes

out a small satchel. He looks around the room. Right at

Anthony. He walks quickly toward him. Anthony gets nervous.

Kumar grabs Anthony's shoulder and lifts him up a little. He

pulls a towel out from underneath Anthony. He puts his hand

on Dignan's shoulder as he walks to the door, into the hall.

 

KUMAR

Good plan.

 

He goes out. Anthony and Dignan sit there for a minute.

They're a little disoriented.

 

DIGNAN

What do you think?

 

ANTHONY

(nods)

He seems pretty good.

 

INT. BOB'S HOUSE. NIGHT

 

The foyer of Bob's house. The doorbell is ringing. Bob walks

in wearing a velour robe. He opens the front door. Anthony

and Dignan are standing on the doorstep. Dignan and Bob

shake hands. It's a little awkward.

 

BOB

Hey, Dignan. How's it going?

 

DIGNAN

Not bad.

 

BOB

Come on in. What you been up to?

 

DIGNAN

Not a whole lot, Bob.

 

They walk through the house.

 

BOB

It's too bad about what happened on

the road.

 

DIGNAN

Yeah. It is.

 

ANTHONY

Let's not even talk about it.

 

BOB

It was stupid.

 

DIGNAN

Right. It was extremely stupid.

 

BOB

I don't expect an apology and I

don't even want one. I just want us

to --

 

DIGNAN

I can't fucking believe this guy.

An apology, Bob?

 

BOB

Man, I don't want to go into this.

 

ANTHONY

Yeah. Let's keep it --

 

BOB

Cause you would of let my brother

rot in jail.

 

DIGNAN

You said 48 hours!

 

BOB

I never agreed to that.

 

DIGNAN

Bob, you're lying!

 

BOB

Bullshit.

 

DIGNAN

All right! Backyard! Right now!

 

Dignan walks straight to the back door and goes out. He

stands on the deck.

 

DIGNAN

Let's go, Bob!

 

Anthony gets up and tries to calm Dignan down.

 

ANTHONY

Dignan. Take it easy.

 

DIGNAN

Bob!

 

Bob is slowly moving toward the back door.

 

BOB

No, Dignan. This is stupid.

 

Bob is standing just inside the back door.

 

ANTHONY

Yeah. Dignan. Look. Let's just --

 

Dignan grabs Bob's shirt and pulls him out the door.

 

ANTHONY

Stop, Dignan!

 

Anthony breaks them up. He stands in front of Bob, shielding

him.

 

ANTHONY

He doesn't want to fight.

 

DIGNAN

Get out of the way.

 

ANTHONY

No, Dignan. This isn't --

 

Dignan gets around Anthony and lands a glancing punch.

 

DIGNAN

Come on!

 

BOB

I don't want to fight you, Dignan.

 

ANTHONY

Dignan, we're friends. Take it easy.

 

Dignan lands another punch. He grabs Bob's shirt and pulls

him around. Then he starts landing punches. One. Two. Then

Bob nails Dignan in the shoulder. They grab onto each other

and start fighting hard. They're about the same strength.

After a couple of seconds Anthony tries to break it up.

 

ANTHONY

Dignan. Dignan.

 

All the sudden Dignan stops fighting.

 

DIGNAN

All right. Stop.

 

Dignan puts his arms around Bob.

 

DIGNAN

No fighting.

 

Dignan turns to Anthony. There's tears in his eyes.

 

DIGNAN

No fighting. It wasn't Bob's fault.

 

ANTHONY

Easy, Dignan. It's OK.

 

They all catch their breath for a minute. Dignan hugs Bob

again.

 

DIGNAN

It wasn't your fault, Bob. You had

your brother.

BOB

I didn't have any choice.

 

They stand there another minute.

 

DIGNAN

I'm sorry, Bob.

 

BOB

That's OK.

 

ANTHONY

(starting to laugh)

Shit, Dignan.

 

DIGNAN

(smiles)

What the fuck are we doing out here?

 

ANTHONY

I don't know, Dignan. You went crazy.

 

DIGNAN

I'm sorry, Bob.

 

BOB

That's OK.

 

DIGNAN

Look. We want you on the job.

 

EXT. COUNTRY CLUB. DAY

 

The restaurant at Bob's country club, People are dressed for

golf and tennis. The waiters wear white jackets. and black

bow ties. The whole crew sits at a big table by the front

window.

 

MR. HENRY

Let me get this straight. You don't

play golf and you don't play tennis.

So why do you belong to a country

club?

 

BOB

You got me.

 

MR. HENRY

(shakes his head)

You're a piece of work, Bob.

 

A black waiter about thirty-five, JACKSON, stops by the table.

 

JACKSON

How you doing, Bob?

 

BOB

Hey, Jackson. How's it going?

 

Jackson refills their water glasses.

 

JACKSON

You keeping out of trouble?

 

BOB

I'm trying.

 

JACKSON

(looks at others at table)

This boy's a troublemaker. He used

to tear this place apart.

 

Mr. Henry laughs. Bob smiles sheepishly. Jackson stands

there for a minute looking around the room.

 

JACKSON

Your brother was up here the other

day. He said you ran away from home.

 

BOB

He said what?

 

JACKSON

He said you ran away from home.

 

BOB

No. I didn't run away. I went out

of town.

 

Jackson nods.

 

DIGNAN

Bob.

 

Bob looks at Dignan. Dignan's looking across the room.

There's Future Man and his friend CLAY fresh from a round of

golf. They're standing on the other side of the room,

looking across at Bob. They're smiling. Jackson picks up two

empty plates and walks away. Future Man and CLAY walk to

Bob's table.

 

FUTURE MAN

Fancy seeing you here, Bob.

 

BOB

Yeah. Hey, Clay.

 

CLAY

Hi, Bob.

 

FUTURE MAN

(smiling)

So what's shaking?

 

BOB

Nothing much.

 

Future Man looks at Anthony and Dignan. His smiles fades.

 

FUTURE MAN

How's it going.

 

ANTHONY

Fine, thanks.

 

Future Man looks at the rest of the crew. His smile comes

back. Mr. Henry smiles.

 

FUTURE MAN

John Mapplethorpe.

(shaking hands with

crew across table)

How are you. Hi.

 

MR. HENRY

Good to know you, John.

 

BOB

Jackson says you told him I ran

away from home.

 

Clay laughs. Future Man smiles.

 

FUTURE MAN

I might have mentioned it.

 

BOB

John, I'm twenty-six years old I

didn't run away from home.

 

FUTURE MAN

I know, Bob. You were on a secret

mission.

 

BOB

I'd appreciate it if you didn't go

around telling people lies about me.

 

FUTURE MAN

Right. I'm sorry.

(looks at Clay)

You've got a reputation to think

about.

 

Clay smiles. Bob shakes his head. Mr. Henry stands up.

Everyone looks at him. He's got a cold but calm expression.

 

MR. HENRY

The world needs dreamers, son.

 

FUTURE MAN

What?

 

MR. HENRY

The world needs dreamers. To

relieve the pain of consciousness.

 

Future Man nods. Pause. Mr. Henry doesn't sit down.

 

FUTURE MAN

Well, we'll see you later, Bob.

 

MR. HENRY

Pleasure to meet you, John.

 

FUTURE MAN

(hesitantly)

Nice to meet you.

 

Future Man and Clay walk away. Mr. Henry sits down.

 

MR. HENRY

I hope this doesn't offend you, Bob.

(looks closely at Bob)

Your brother is a cocksucker.

 

Bob smiles. They all smile.

 

BOB

No. That doesn't offend me.

 

EXT. HINCKLEY COLD STORAGE. DAY

 

Dignan's hidden in some bushes, watching the Hinckley Cold

Storage building with binoculars. Anthony's crouched beside

him taking notes in a notebook.

 

DIGNAN

OK. Man in blue jeans just left by

southwest door. He is entering a

white van. What time is it?

 

ANTHONY

Eleven fifteen.

 

DIGNAN

OK. Mark that down.

 

ANTHONY

I did.

 

Dignan keeps watching through the binoculars. He suddenly

looks back at Anthony.

 

DIGNAN

God. Isn't this great? Working on

the job. Got a wheel man. Got a

safecracker. Good friends with Mr.

Henry.

 

ANTHONY

Yeah. It's pretty good.

 

DIGNAN

It's like we've finally arrived.

 

Anthony nods. He's writing something.

 

DIGNAN

What are you writing?

 

Anthony shows him a little flip cartoon of a guy pole

vaulting.

 

INT/EXT. PLANNING SEQUENCE. DAY

 

We see the team assembled around a table. They're drinking

coffee and looking at pictures, charts, maps, diagrams,

tools. Dignan passes out some walkie talkies.

 

They test out some smoke canisters on the roof. Dignan

throws one down. They all run for cover.

 

Applejack and Dignan drive fast through a slalom course in a

deserted parking lot.

 

We see Kumar working on a safe. He wears a stethoscope and

listens to the tumblers. He turns the dial. Dignan is timing

him with a stopwatch.

 

Kumar opens the safe. He looks at Dignan. Dignan nods with a

serious expression on his face.

 

EXT. RAILROAD TRACKS. DAY

 

Anthony and Mr. Henry are jogging along railroad tracks in

the warehouse district. Anthony wears a blue T-shirt and

shorts. Mr. Henry looks like a boxer in grey sweats with the

hood up and a crisp white towel wrapped around his neck and

tucked into his sweat top. He's wearing black Chuck Taylors.

They've both got smooth running styles, though every twenty

yards or so Mr. Henry rolls his shoulders and gives a quick

flurry of punches. An older woman rides a bicycle across the

tracks. She's not pretty, but she's got a strong face.

Pioneer stock.

 

MR. HENRY

Look at that woman. She's what?

Fifty? Fifty-five? But she hasn't

let herself go. I appreciate an

older woman who has a commitment to

her body.

 

ANTHONY

So do I.

 

They watch her ride down the street.

 

MR. HENRY

Tell me something. What the hell

kind of name is Dignan?

 

ANTHONY

I'm not really sure. I think it's

Irish. Or maybe --

 

MR. HENRY

I guess what I'm trying to say is

what the hell kind of person is

this Dignan?

 

ANTHONY

What do you mean what kind of

person? He's a good person.

 

MR. HENRY

Sure, sure. He's a great person,

and I'd call bullshit on anybody

who said differently. But I wonder

if the kid has the goods

(taps his temple)

up here.

ANTHONY

(long pause)

I don't think you're giving him

enough credit. I know sometimes he

doesn't think an idea through. He

gets too excited. But --

 

MR. HENRY

As far as I can tell he hasn't

thought his life through. He'd be

fine cutting my grass or parking my

car. But business?

(looks at Anthony)

You I can work with. You I could

groom. Dignan's not going to make it.

 

Anthony stops running. Mr. Henry stops ahead of him and

looks back, jogging in place. Pause.

 

ANTHONY

You're wrong about Dignan.

 

Mr. Henry stops jogging in place.

 

ANTHONY

And you're wrong if you think, I'd

turn my back on a friend.

 

MR. HENRY

Hold it.

 

Mr. Henry walks to Anthony and puts his hand on his shoulder.

Anthony knocks it off.

 

MR. HENRY

Anthony. I want to say one thing to

you.

 

Mr. Henry looks Anthony right in the eye.

 

MR. HENRY

Congratulations. You passed the test.

 

ANTHONY

What do you mean?

 

MR. HENRY

The Abe Henry double-cross test.

You just made a perfect score.

 

Anthony has to recover.

 

ANTHONY

That was a test?

 

MR. HENRY

Take a deep breath.

 

Anthony takes a deep breath. Mr. Henry massages Anthony's

shoulders. He takes Anthony's head in his arms and does a

quick pull to one side: cracks his neck. Then the other side.

 

MR. HENRY

How does that feel?

 

ANTHONY

It feels good.

 

Anthony rubs his hands on his neck and moves his head around.

 

ANTHONY

Did Dignan take the test?

 

MR. HENRY

(pause)

Yes, he did.

 

ANTHONY

How'd he do?

 

They start jogging again.

 

MR. HENRY

Well, he agreed 100% that Bob

should be dropped. And he also

agreed you were a liability. But he

felt his talent would make up for

your weaknesses.

 

ANTHONY

That sounds like Dignan.

 

They veer away from the tracks, picking up the pace, and

head into a field toward Mr. Henry's warehouse.

 

EXT. ROOFTOP. NIGHT

 

They're having a party at Mr. Henry's warehouse. There are

tables and a BBQ on the roof, with white Christmas lights

strung up and music playing. Anthony, Dignan, Bob, Kumar,

and Mr. Henry are there. Plus a couple of young GIRLS,

eighteen or nineteen years old. Mr. Henry's got a name tag

that says, Hi, my name is Mr. Henry. Everyone's mingling on

the rooftop. Rowboat is at the grill. Applejack comes up the

stairs with a grocery bag under his arm.

 

MR. HENRY

Woah. There he is. Applejack! What

it is.

 

Mr. Henry and Applejack shake hands.

 

APPLEJACK

Is my car OK out there?

 

MR. HENRY

I love it. He always wants to know

if the car's OK. Get a hot dog.

 

APPLEJACK

I don't eat pork.

 

MR. HENRY

Super K. Kumar. Come here.

 

Mr. Henry goes over to Kumar and throws his arm around him.

 

APPLEJACK

I don't know why the fuck we're

having a party. The damn job's not

over yet.

 

DIGNAN

Well, this isn't really a party per

se.

 

APPLEJACK

You don't celebrate til it's over.

 

DIGNAN

True.

 

Dignan's solemn for a minute. He takes a bite of a hot dog.

 

APPLEJACK

What the fuck are you doing?

 

Dignan hesitates. He takes the hot dog away from his mouth.

He's embarrassed. Applejack shakes his head, disgusted. He

walks away.

 

ROWBOAT

What was that all about?

 

DIGNAN

Ramadan.

 

Anthony and Mr. Henry are standing together in a doorway. Mr.

Henry's got a martini.

 

MR. HENRY

I'll tell you, Anthony. Times like

this I get philosophical. What does

it mean? What's it all about? Are

you afraid to die?

 

ANTHONY

Me?

 

MR. HENRY

No, that door over there.

 

ANTHONY

I don't want to die.

 

MR. HENRY

Are you afraid?

 

ANTHONY

Yeah. I mean, I don't think about

it all the time. But once in awhile

I kind of go, Woah. Man.

 

MR. HENRY

Exactly. Woah.

 

ANTHONY

Death.

 

MR. HENRY

The fear of death, The pain of

consciousness.

(taking a sip)

Did you mix this martini?

 

ANTHONY

No. Bob did.

 

MR. HENRY

Bob. Bob. That's a palindrome.

(laughs uproariously)

I love palindromes.

 

ANTHONY

Are you afraid to die, Mr. Henry?

 

MR. HENRY

(looks right at him)

Anthony, I'm petrified.

 

Bob is talking to the other girl.

 

BOB

Is that sugarless gum you're chewing?

 

GIRL 2

I'm not chewing gum.

 

BOB

Would you like a piece?

 

GIRL 2

(smiles brightly)

Sure. Thanks.

 

Kumar and Applejack are sitting at a table.

 

KUMAR

If someone could copy my life story.

If I had someone, man, to just

write what I talk. I have so many

stories. Bestseller, man.

 

APPLEJACK

I've been all over the Goddamn

country. I've seen things.

 

KUMAR

I used to go to Vegas and do

headstands.

 

APPLEJACK

No kidding.

 

KUMAR

Easy.

 

Kumar does a handstand.

 

INT. WAREHOUSE. NIGHT

 

Anthony, Dignan, and Bob are sitting at the table in Mr.

Henry's office. Dignan's got plans and diagrams spread out.

There's music playing in the next room and we can hear

people talking outside the door.

 

DIGNAN

Come on, Bob.

 

BOB

I know it, man. Hang on.

 

DIGNAN

Jesus Christ.

 

ANTHONY

Give him a second.

BOB

Hopscotch. The code name is

hopscotch.

 

DIGNAN

Good.

 

Mr. Henry looks in the door. He's got a glass of wine in one

hand and a bottle and empty glasses in the other.

 

MR. HENRY

Join the party, fellas.

 

DIGNAN

We're just going over a few things.

 

Mr. Henry looks at the plans on the table. He sets down the

three glasses and pours some wine.

 

MR. HENRY

I'll tell you something, Dignan. It

is possible to overplan. You don't

want to turn the crew into robots.

Right?

 

Dignan nods seriously.

 

MR. HENRY

You got to have fun with it.

There's no point if you're not

having any fun. Would you like me

to be there tomorrow?

 

DIGNAN

Yes.

 

MR. HENRY

(immediately)

Why?

 

DIGNAN

Well, I think --

 

MR. HENRY

No, if I go out on this job, then

it's just another score by Mr.

Henry. And I don't see it like that.

This is your job. Your creation. I

want you to try this.

 

They all try the wine. Mr. Henry watches their reactions.

 

ANTHONY

This is good.

 

MR. HENRY

I want to ask a favor, boys. One

day, when I'm long gone and all but

forgotten, make one last toast to

Abe Henry. And remember me as a

friend.

 

They drink.

 

EXT. ROOFTOP. NIGHT

 

Back on the roof. Bob and Dignan are sitting at a table with

one of the girls. Applejack is dancing with another. Kumar's

talking to Reudi. Anthony and Mr. Henry are standing at the

edge of the roof, looking out at the city. Mr. Henry's

smoking a joint.

 

MR. HENRY

Well, that's just it, Anthony. A

lot of criminals have problems.

Some of them are alcoholics. Some

have drug problems. Others dome

from broken homes. I see a real

need for healing.

 

Mr. Henry passes the joint to Anthony. Anthony smokes it.

 

MR. HENRY

But you're thieves. It's what you

are.

 

ANTHONY

Yeah.

 

MR. HENRY

It's an esoteric journey.

 

Anthony passes the joint back to Mr. Henry.

 

MR. HENRY

We're renegades from despair.

 

ANTHONY

(nods)

Can I ask you something, Mr. Henry?

 

MR. HENRY

Absolutely.

 

ANTHONY

Why'd you want to help us?

 

MR. HENRY

(inhales, pause,

holding in smoke)

Because I was like you once. And

there was no one there to help me.

 

Mr. Henry exhales the smoke. He hands the joint to Anthony.

Anthony takes a hit. They stare out at the darkness.

 

INT. BOB'S HOUSE. NIGHT

 

Anthony and Dignan are sitting in the kitchen. Anthony's got

on a t-shirt and boxers. Dignan's wearing a bathrobe. All

the lights in the house are out except one in the kitchen.

Anthony's drinking a glass of milk. Dignan's got orange juice.

 

DIGNAN

Next week we'll be drinking piņa

coladas.

 

ANTHONY

(nods)

Hopefully this trip'll go a little

smoother than the last one.

 

Dignan nods.

 

ANTHONY

Or I might end up with a broken nose.

 

DIGNAN

Did that hurt?

 

Anthony shrugs. There's a long silence.

 

DIGNAN

This'll be a good trip.

 

Anthony nods. Pause. He smiles slightly.

 

ANTHONY

I'll try not to hold you back

tomorrow.

 

DIGNAN

I don't think you will.

 

ANTHONY

I don't want to be too much of a

liability.

 

DIGNAN

Look, you're going to do fine. It's

OK to be scared.

 

ANTHONY

(laughs slightly,

shaking his head)

I don't think I ever said this to

you. But it meant a lot to me the

way you were after that Swifty

stuff happened.

 

Silence. Dignan's a little embarrassed.

 

ANTHONY

He was a nice guy.

 

DIGNAN

(shrugs)

He was all right.

 

They both sit there for a minute. Quiet. Anthony sips his

milk.

 

ANTHONY

Do you like Inez?

 

DIGNAN

As a person?

 

ANTHONY

Yeah. As a girl.

 

DIGNAN

Yes. I do.

 

ANTHONY

So do I.

 

Bob comes into the kitchen in his bathrobe looking haggard

yet wired. Anthony and Dignan look at him. He goes to the

refrigerator. He takes out a chocolate cake and a carton of

milk. He pours himself a glass of milk. He goes over to the

table with the cake and sits down. He cuts himself a piece

of cake. He swallows two pills, one at a time, each with a

long drink of milk. The pills are big capsules and he

struggles a little when he swallows.

 

ANTHONY

You OK, Bob?

 

BOB

(snaps)

No, I'm having a heart attack. Of

course, I'm OK. What's that supposed

to mean?

 

ANTHONY

(pause)

Nothing. I was just asking.

 

DIGNAN

Jesus, Bob.

 

Bob senses that's he's over-reacted. He backtracks.

 

BOB

No, I know. I'm just saying. I feel

fine. You want a piece of cake?

 

ANTHONY

(pause)

Sure.

 

Bob starts to cut him a piece.

 

DIGNAN

I'll take one of those, too, please.

 

EXT. HINCKLEY COLD STORAGE. DAY

 

Anthony is positioned behind some bushes, across from the

building. He's wearing a black parka. He looks through some

binoculars. Re pulls out his walkie talkie.

 

ANTHONY

Bird Dog to Scarecrow. Bird Dog to

Scarecrow.

 

DIGNAN (VO)

Go ahead, Bird Dog.

 

ANTHONY

You're all clear.

 

DIGNAN (VO)

Roger.

 

ANTHONY

(pause)

We all set?

 

DIGNAN (VO)

Hang on a second.

 

Anthony waits a second.

 

We see Dignan Applejack, and Kumar getting out of the car.

 

DIGNAN

(into walkie talkie)

OK. Let's do it.

 

Dignan starts to move out. He remembers something. Says back

into his walkie talkie:

 

DIGNAN

Let's get lucky, Bird Dog.

 

Dignan, Applejack, and Kumar start across the parking lot.

Dignan's got on a business suit. Applejack has on sunglasses.

Kumar is carrying a leather satchel.

 

They go in the side door and down a narrow passageway. They

get into the freight elevator and go up. Bob's voice comes

through on Dignan's walkie talkie.

 

BOB (VO)

Scarecrow?

 

DIGNAN

Yeah?

 

We see Bob: standing on the loading dock behind the building.

He's wearing an extremely heavy wool jumpsuit with a hood.

 

BOB

Everything OK?

 

DIGNAN (VO)

Yeah. We're in the elevator. How's

it look back there?

 

BOB

It looks pretty good. There's

nobody back here.

 

DIGNAN

Stand by. Bird Dog?

 

We see Anthony: still in the bushes.

 

ANTHONY

Uh-huh?

 

DIGNAN (VO)

Take your second position.

 

ANTHONY

OK. Roger.

 

Anthony gets up and starts out across the parking lot, hands

in his pockets, not too quickly.

 

Dignan, Kumar, and Applejack get off the elevator.

 

DIGNAN

OK. Six minutes.

 

Applejack goes one way down the hall. Dignan and Kumar go

the other. They turn the corner. They go down a wide

passageway.

 

KUMAR

Where did he go?

 

DIGNAN

Who? Applejack?

 

KUMAR

Why did he go that way?

(points back down hall)

 

 

DIGNAN

He's going to watch the back

stairwell, remember?

(pause)

Don't worry about it.

 

Dignan and Kumar come up to a door. Dignan slides a crowbar

out of his jacket. He snaps open the door. They go in. It's

a small office with a desk and a little safe in the corner.

Dignan clears everything off the desk with one quick sweep

of the arm. He puts down the briefcase and opens it up. It's

full of tools. Kumar unzips his satchel and takes out a roll

of tape. He immediately sets to work on the safe. Dignan

steps back out the door and closes it.

 

DIGNAN

(into walkie talkie)

Bird dog? You in position?

 

We see Anthony on top of a fire escape, about four stories up.

 

ANTHONY

I'm in position, Scarecrow.

 

DIGNAN (VO)

Any activity?

 

ANTHONY

Not at all. The place is totally

deserted.

 

DIGNAN (VO)

Good. It's supposed to be.

 

ANTHONY

I've got a great view up here. I

can see all the --

 

DIGNAN (VO)

Stand by, Bird Dog.

 

We see Dignan standing in the hall, outside the office.

 

DIGNAN

Jacknife. Come in, Jacknife.

(pause)

Hello? Bob? Are you there?

 

We hear the sound of an elevator moving.

 

DIGNAN

(beat)

Bob? What the fuck is going on?

Anthony? Who's in the elevator?

 

We see Anthony on the fire escape.

 

ANTHONY

I don't know.

 

DIGNAN (VO)

Check the fucking elevator. It's

moving.

 

Anthony goes in a little door. Down a passageway. Through a

freezer. Into a corridor. Past the freight elevator, which

is open on this floor. Then around a corner to a smaller

elevator as it opens: Bob's inside.

 

ANTHONY

What are you doing?

 

BOB

My walkie talkie's busted. 1 can't

tell what's going on.

 

ANTHONY

Let me see it.

(fiddling with it)

Did you drop it?

 

BOB

No.

 

Dignan's still standing in the hall as Anthony and Bob come

around the corner. Dignan yells at them down the hall.

 

DIGNAN

What's happening? What's going on?

 

ANTHONY

It was Bob. His walkie talkie's

busted.

 

BOB

I couldn't hear anything.

 

DIGNAN

Who's watching the door? What the

fuck are you doing? Get back in

position.

 

The elevator starts whirring again.

 

DIGNAN

Who did that? What the fuck is that?

 

ANTHONY

It's going back down.

 

DIGNAN

(panicking, into

walkie talkie)

Applejack! What's happening?

 

APPLEJACK (VO)

What?

 

DIGNAN

Bob! Get back in position!

 

For just a second we hear the sound of music playing.

Everyone freezes. FOUR GUYS, two of them in jumpsuits like

Bob's, step out into the corridor. They've got bags from

Jack in the Box. They're drinking drinks and shakes. One of

them is holding a jam box. They stop. Dignan pulls out his

gun.

 

DIGNAN

Don't move! Get up against the wall!

 

Anthony and Bob pull out their guns and hold them on the

four guys.

 

DIGNAN

(into walkie talkie)

They're back! Get down here!

(not into walkie talkie)

What are you doing here?

 

GUY IN JUMPSUIT

We work here.

 

DIGNAN

Time!

 

ANTHONY

(checks watch)

Two minutes.

 

Simultaneously: Kumar opens the door. Applejack comes

running down the hall with his gun out.

 

APPLEJACK

Where'd they come from?

 

ANTHONY

The front stairs.

 

APPLEJACK

(to Bob)

Where were you?

 

BOB

My walkie talkie broke.

 

Applejack reaches in his pocket and pulls out a dark blue

nylon stocking. He pulls it over his head. Dignan, Anthony,

and Bob immediately do the same. Anthony's is red.

 

Dignan steps into the office with Kumar.

 

DIGNAN

What's the story?

 

KUMAR

Can't get it. It won't...

(make s gesture)

 

 

DIGNAN

What can we do?

 

Kumar looks at his tools. Moves them around on the desk.

 

DIGNAN

OK. Fuck it.

 

He goes back into the hall.

 

DIGNAN

Let's go. Fuck it.

 

TWO GUYS with a cart stop at the end of the corridor.

 

ANTHONY

Freeze!

 

DIGNAN

Nobody move!

 

ANTHONY

Get against the wall!

 

Bob's gun goes off. Everybody looks at him. Dead silence.

Bob looks around like it must have been somebody else's gun

that went off.

 

ANTHONY

Jesus, Bob.

 

BOB

I didn't do anything.

 

Applejack falls to his knees. He drops his gun.

 

ANTHONY

Applejack? Are you OK?

 

Applejack clutches his arm and rolls onto his side.

 

DIGNAN

(shouting)

What's wrong with Applejack?

 

BOB

He's having a heart attack or

something.

 

DIGNAN

(screaming)

Let's go!

 

Dignan throws down his smoke canister. Bob and Anthony

automatically throw down theirs. Smoke instantly fills the

hall.

 

The hostages stand completely clear of the smoke. They watch

Anthony, Dignan, and Bob rush around blindly in the haze.

 

DIGNAN

Help me move him.

 

ANTHONY

Careful. Check his pulse.

 

Anthony holds all the guys at gunpoint. Dignan and Bob carry

Applejack down the hall, into the elevator.

DIGNAN

Is he breathing?

 

BOB

I think so.

 

An alarm starts ringing.

 

DIGNAN

Jesus Christ.  What the fuck is that?

 

BOB

I didn't think there was an alarm.

 

DIGNAN

Take him to the car, Bob.

 

Dignan runs back down the hall to Anthony.

 

DIGNAN

Who tripped the alarm?

 

ANTHONY

It's the fire alarm.  Somebody

pulled the fire alarm.

 

DIGNAN

Where's Kumar?

 

ANTHONY

(looking around)

I don't know.

 

DIGNAN

Jesus Christ, Anthony.  Did you

lose him?

 

GUY ON FLOOR

He's in the freezer.

 

DIGNAN

What?

 

GUY ON FLOOR

He went in there.

 

ANTHONY

What for?

 

The guy on the floor kind of shrugs.  Anthony crosses the

hall. He pulls open one of the big freezer doors. Kumar is

standing there with his bag and the briefcase.  You can see

his breath in the air.

 

ANTHONY

What are you doing?

 

DIGNAN

Let's go. Come on.

 

They go down the hall to the freight elevator.  They start

down.

 

ANTHONY

What were you doing in there?

 

Kumar shakes his head and shrugs his shoulders.

 

EXT. HINCKLEY COLD STORAGE. DAY

 

They go out the front door, across the parking lot. Kumar's

lagging behind.

 

ANTHONY

Wait for Kumar.

 

DIGNAN

Come on, Kumar.

 

They come up to the car. Anthony tries the door. It's locked.

Bob comes running around the side of the building.

 

BOB

The elevator broke.

 

DIGNAN

Where's Applejack?

 

BOB

He's stuck between two floors.

 

ANTHONY

You're kidding.

 

DIGNAN

Applejack's stuck in the elevator?

 

BOB

Yeah.

 

ANTHONY

Who's got the car keys?

 

Everyone looks at everyone else.

 

BOB

Applejack drove.

 

DIGNAN

(pause)

Run. Run. Let's go.

 

Bob takes off at a sprint. Kumar follows him.

 

ANTHONY

Jesus, Dignan.

 

Anthony pulls off the red stocking and throws it down. He

tries the other doors on the car.

 

ANTHONY

What the fuck happened to the the

plan?

 

Dignan pulls off his stocking. Anthony starts walking fast

across the parking lot. Dignan stands still by the car.

Staring straight ahead.

 

ANTHONY

Come on.

 

DIGNAN

I'll see you there.

 

ANTHONY

What?

 

DIGNAN

I'll see you there.

 

ANTHONY

What are you talking about?

 

DIGNAN

I'll get him.

 

ANTHONY

There's not enough time.

 

DIGNAN

Yes, there is. Let's get organized.

 

Dignan starts toward the building. Anthony moves after him.

 

ANTHONY

Dignan, it's too late.

 

DIGNAN

I don't think so.

 

Dignan and Anthony look at each other for an instant. Dignan

turns and sprints back into the building.

 

Anthony stands alone in the parking lot.

 

CUT TO:

 

a bedroom with big French windows. No furniture.

 

CUT TO:

 

a wood-paneled study. Stripped bare.

 

CUT TO:

 

an elegant dining room. Cleaned out.

 

EXT. BOB'S HOUSE. DAY

 

A GUY in a moving company uniform carries a Louis XIV chair

out the front door of Bob's house, down the path to the

street. Two other MOVERS pass him on the way. They've got a

dolly.

 

The guy carries the chair into a huge moving van. It's full

of furniture and paintings.

 

Mr. Henry and Rowboat are standing in the street. Rowboat's

smoking a cigarette, writing on clipboard. Hector stands

behind them in the grass. Mr. Henry takes out two cigars. He

holds one out to Rowboat. Rowboat shakes his head. Mr. Henry

shrugs and lights one for himself.

 

MR. HENRY

You know, Rowboat. People who smoke

cigarettes die. People who smoke

cigars just keep on going.

 

Rowboat nods, smoking. Mr. Henry looks at Hector. He points.

 

MR. HENRY

Sit.

 

Hector sits. Mr. Henry smiles a broad smile. The movers go

buy with a beautiful Moroccan divan.

 

EXT. HINCKLEY COLD STORAGE. DAY

 

Dignan comes out the front door pulling Applejack, semi-

conscious, to the car. Dignan loans Applejack against the

door. He checks Applejack's pockets for the keys. He looks

around on the ground.

 

He hears sirens in the distance. He looks across the parking

lot. Two squad cars screech in off the street.

 

Dignan takes off into the building.

 

INT. HINCKLEY COLD STORAGE. DAY

 

Dignan sprints down the corridor. Races up the stairs. Runs

down hall after hall.

 

Two COPS appear out of the elevator.

 

COP

Freeze!

 

Dignan ducks into a stairwell. He runs down the stairs and

into another corridor. He can hear cops yelling from two

different directions. He crosses a catwalk. Cuts through an

office. Pulls open a door and goes into one of the freezer

rooms.

 

Cops come yelling down the hallway. Dignan runs through the

freezer room and tries the other door. It's stuck. Three

COPS come inside. Dignan instantly puts his hands up in the

air.

 

COP #1

Drop the fucking gun!

 

COP #2

Don't move!

 

Dignan drops the gun. The cops rush him. They nail him into

the wall. Get him in a headlock, pulling hard.

 

COP #3

You're caught, buddy.

 

They pull him into the hallway.

 

COP #1

Put your hands behind your back.

 

DIGNAN

I'm not going to do anything.

 

COP #3

(squeezing his neck)

Why'd you try to run, buddy? Don't

you know what freeze means? Don't

you speak fucking English?

 

COP #1

Take it easy.

 

They put him face down on the floor and cuff him.

 

COP #1

(to Dignan)

Calm down.

 

They move him down the corridor. Dignan's nose is bleeding.

He looks terrified.

 

Applejack is sitting propped up against the wall. He's got

an oxygen mask on his face and a team of paramedics and cops

around him. Somebody's taking his blood pressure. Another

one's giving him an IV.

 

CUT TO:

 

Anthony running down a sidewalk. He drops his gun in a

trashcan without slowing down. He crosses a bridge and runs

into the the trees.

 

BLACKOUT.

 

FADE IN:

 

EXT. COUNTY JAIL. DAY

 

There's snow in the air. The prison yard is wide with dry

grass and concrete. It's split up by chain link fences.

Guards sit in the towers.

 

Dignan's wearing an inmate jumpsuit. Anthony and Bob walk

with him across the yard. They've brought along two bags of

food from a hamburger place.

 

DIGNAN

I said to the DA, That cop who hit

me must of given me CRS disease.

 

BOB

What's that?

 

DIGNAN

That's just what the DA asked. CRS

is a disease where you can't

remember shit.

 

Dignan smiles.

 

ANTHONY

Like amnesia.

 

DIGNAN

Can't remember shit. CRS.

 

BOB

Oh.

 

Anthony kind of smiles.

 

DIGNAN

Tell Mr. Henry I said that.

 

Anthony nods. Silence. They walk past a bunch of guys

lifting weights on the other side of a fence.

 

DIGNAN

So is Mr. Henry going to come by

and see me or anything?

 

ANTHONY

(pause)

I don't think so. I mean. Actually,

he robbed Bob's house.

 

DIGNAN

He did?

 

ANTHONY

Yeah.

 

DIGNAN

You got to be kidding me.

 

ANTHONY

I'm not kidding.

 

DIGNAN

(pause)

What'd he get?

 

ANTHONY

Pretty much everything.

 

DIGNAN

The grandfather clock?

 

BOB

He got everything.

 

Dignan nods. Pause.

 

DIGNAN

Wow.

(pause, looks at Bob)

Sorry, Bob.

 

Bob shrugs, looking at the ground. Dignan looks to Anthony.

 

DIGNAN

You think Applejack knew?

 

ANTHONY

(shrugs)

We haven't heard from Applejack

since he got out of the hospital.

His case got dismissed.

 

Dignan's stunned to hear this.

 

DIGNAN

Why?

 

ANTHONY

We're not sure.

 

BOB

We think Mr. Henry maybe --

 

ANTHONY

His health isn't very good, you

know. They take that into account.

 

Pause. Dignan nods.

 

DIGNAN

No. That's true.

 

Long silence.

 

ANTHONY

Mr. Henry never gave you a test,

did he?

 

DIGNAN

What do you mean?

 

ANTHONY

Nothing.

 

CUT TO:

 

a picnic table in the prison yard. There's frost on the

ground. They're eating lunch.

 

DIGNAN

You're living on a sailboat?

 

ANTHONY

(nods)

It belongs to Bob's uncle.

 

DIGNAN

How big is it?

ANTHONY

Oh, I'd say about --

 

BOB

It's in the driveway.

 

ANTHONY

(pause)

Temporarily.

 

DIGNAN

Where?

 

ANTHONY

Behind Bob's house.

 

Long pause.

 

DIGNAN

Does it float?

 

ANTHONY

We're not sure yet. It's going to

need some repairs.

 

Dignan nods.

 

ANTHONY

So how is it in there?

(pointing at cell block)

 

 

DIGNAN

(shrugs)

What can I say? It's jail. You

don't sleep when you want to. You

don't eat when you want to.

 

BOB

Do you have your own room?

 

DIGNAN

We don't have rooms, Bob. We have

cells.

 

BOB

Do you have your own cell?

 

DIGNAN

No. I have a cellmate. His name's

Carl.

 

ANTHONY

What's he in for?

 

DIGNAN

He stole a tractor.

 

BOB

Do they let you --

 

DIGNAN

I don't really want to talk about

it, Bob.

 

Long pause.

 

Anthony takes a sip from a milkshake. Dignan unwraps the

foil from a cheeseburger. He takes a bite.

 

DIGNAN

(with his mouth full

of food)

This sure beats the shit out of the

shit they crap out in this joint.

 

Anthony and Bob laugh. Dignan takes another huge bite.

 

DIGNAN

(smiling)

I might have to have another one of

these.

 

CUT TO:

 

Dignan in handcuffs behind a chain link fence. He's standing

in line with some other inmates.

 

DIGNAN

Thanks for coming.

 

Anthony nods. They stand there in silence. The line moves

forward a few steps. Anthony and Bob walk with Dignan on the

other side of the fence. The line stops. Pause.

 

Dignan leans toward the fence.

 

DIGNAN

Hey.

 

He motions for them to come closer to the fence. He whispers:

 

DIGNAN

I think I may have found a way out

of here.

 

ANTHONY

(pause)

You're kidding.

 

DIGNAN

No. I'm not.

 

ANTHONY

How?

 

DIGNAN

Shhh. Wait for my instructions.

 

ANTHONY

Dignan, I --

 

The line starts moving. Anthony and Bob walk with Dignan on

the other side of the fence.

 

DIGNAN

When we go through the next gate

you'll have 30 seconds to take out

the tower guard.

 

ANTHONY

What?

 

DIGNAN

Have the car running at the north-

west checkpoint. Bob and I'll --

 

ANTHONY

Dignan, I --

 

The line starts moving faster.

 

DIGNAN

Scale the barricade and tunnel

through no man's land. And Bob.

Remember:

 

ANTHONY

Scale the --

 

DIGNAN

Shield me from the bullets. They

won't shoot civilians. Ready?

 

BOB

Hold on --

 

DIGNAN

Here we go.

 

BOB

Wait a second --

 

DIGNAN

Now!

 

Anthony and Bob look all around in a panic. They look to

Dignan.

 

Dignan shuffles along with the rest of the inmates. He looks

at Anthony and Bob. He smiles. He shrugs.

 

DIGNAN

So long.

 

Bob and Anthony slowly half-smile. They wave to Dignan as

the line of inmates turns away. Anthony looks to Bob. Bob

smiles.

 

The line of inmates stops about fifty feet away. Dignan

looks back. Anthony looks at him. Dignan's expression has

changed. He wasn't expecting them to see it. His eyes look

cold. Anthony puts his hand on the fence. Dignan turns and

the line of inmates disappears into the cell block.

 

Anthony stands there in silence.. He lets go of the fence.

 

He walks with Bob down the long path in the cold air.

 

FADE OUT.

 


 

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