Sept. 12, 2003

Head Shot:
The True Story of JFK's Assassination

An Original Screenplay
by
Josh Becker

[All scenes marked "Stock Shots" are in fact actual footage that does exist, and all lines of dialog within the stock shots are verbatim quotes].

EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE -- NIGHT

We see the White House in Washington, D.C. illuminated and standing out brightly against the black sky.  A NARRATOR's voice speaks in a serious tone.

                                                                 NARRATOR
                                On November 22nd, 1963, President John F. Kennedy was
                                assassinated in Dallas, Texas.  The official, accepted story
                                was and is that Lee Harvey Oswald, known as a poor marksman
                                in the marine corps, was the lone nut gunman who fired three
                                seemingly impossible shots from the sixth floor window
                                of the Texas School Book Depository in the course of seven
                                seconds, a feat which no marksman has ever been able to
                                duplicate.  Two days later, on November 24th, Lee Harvey
                                Oswald was murdered in the Dallas police station by Jack
                                Ruby, and the reason given was that Jack Ruby was so
                                upset by the president's assassination that he couldn't help
                                himself, even though Jack Ruby was directly connected to
                                every major mob boss in the U.S.  There has been so much
                                conflicting speculation since 1963 about what actually occurred,
                                that the assassination of JFK has come to be known as an
                                "enigma within a mystery within a conundrum."  Yet obviously
                                there must be a real, actual story behind all of the mystery.
                                This film flatly refutes the official, accepted versions of the
                                story as entirely illogical, and will instead attempt to the very
                                best of it's ability to show what may very well have actually
                                happened . . .

                                                                                                       FADE IN:



A title appears on the black screen that reads: "There are thousands of ways of getting at a man if it is desired that he should be killed" - Abraham Lincoln, 1865.

EXT. THE CITY OF CHICAGO, 1959 - DAY (STOCK SHOT)

Chicago is a hustling, bustling, very large American city on the go.  Elevated train tracks
crisscross downtown.  A title reads, "May, 1959."

EXT. THE AMBASSADOR EAST HOTEL - DAY

The Ambassador East Hotel is one of, if not the very best hotel in Chicago.  A 1959 Cadillac limousine pulls up in front of the hotel.  A doorman quickly rushes up and opens the limo's back door.  Stepping out of the limo is a 71-year-old man with an erect bearing, a bald head, round horn-rimmed glasses, and air of supreme arrogance.  He is wearing a long dark coat and holding a cane with a large silver knob on the end.  He puts a bowler hat on his large head and secures it down tightly.  A subtitle reads: "JOSEPH P. KENNEDY, former Ambassador to the Court of St. James, father of John Kennedy and Robert Kennedy."  He struts through the front door of the hotel and two of his men also in bowler hats accompany him.

INT. THE PRESIDENTIAL SUITE - DAY

Joe Kennedy and his two men step up to the double-doors marked "Presidential Suite" and one of the men knocks.  A tough-looking mobster opens the door and lets them in.

Sitting on the couch is a round-faced man with a slightly large nose, he's fifty-one years old, bald on top with dark hair around the sides and back, and wears thick black-rimmed glasses.  A subtitle reads: "SAM "MOONEY" GIANCANA, head of the Chicago mob and one of the most powerful underworld leaders in the world."  Sam wears a perpetual scowl, which is why he's known as "the sour-faced Don."  Sam stands up, removes his glasses and shakes Joe's hand.

                                                                 SAM
                                Well, Joe, good to see you.

                                                                 JOE
                                Sam, good to see you.  It's been a long time.

                                                                 SAM
                                Yeah, I used to see you occasionally in Vegas, but you
                                don't come around no more.

                                                                 JOE
                                Rose doesn't like me going off to Vegas and leaving
                                her alone anymore.

                                                                 SAM
                                                           (shrugs)
                                Well, a man's got to do whatever he's got to do to
                                keep his family happy, right?

                                                                 JOE
                                                           (nods)
                                How right you are.

Sam and Joe sit down on over-stuffed easy chairs.  One of Sam's men serves them iced tea.  Sam pulls out a cigar case and offers one to Joe, who declines.  Sam lights a cigar.  They both sip their iced tea waiting for the right moment to continue.  Finally, Joe speaks . . .

                                                                 JOE
                                So, you're probably wondering why I dropped by
                                today?
                                                           (Sam shrugs)
                                Well . . . I need to ask a, uh, favor.

Sam puffs his cigar.

                                                                 SAM
                                Yeah?

                                                                 JOE
                                The polls show that Jack is still running a little behind
                                Nixon.

                                                                 SAM
                                                           (nods)
                                Uh-huh.

                                                                 JOE
                                It wouldn't take much at this point to push him up
                                over the top, you know?

                                                                 SAM
                                Uh-huh.



                                                                 JOE
                                So . . . If Jack could count on the Teamster, the AFL-
                                CIO, and Longshoreman vote, not to mention Chicago,
                                and the rest of Illinois, which I know you control, I have
                                no doubt that he'd win.

                                                                 SAM
                                                           (nods)
                                He just might.

                                                                 JOE
                                No, he would.  That's all he needs to push him over
                                the top.

                                                                 SAM
                                Okay, so that's all he needs.  What do I care?

                                                                 JOE
                                                           (seriously)
                                You want a red-baiting, commie-hunter like Nixon
                                in office?  The man's ridiculous.  He was J. Parnell
                                Thomas's puppet, then he was Joe McCarthy's side-
                                kick.  He's a joke.

                                                                 SAM
                                Maybe a commie-hunter is better than a fellah whose
                                little brother won't get off a lot of my friends' backs.
                                If I say Kennedy around most of my friends, they think
                                Bobby and his investigating committees, and they don't
                                like it.  And because he happens to be your son, I'm
                                sorry, Joe, but it rubs off on you and Jack.

                                                                 JOE
                                That's all gonna change.  Once Jack's president Bobby's
                                gonna have bigger and better things to do, I assure you.

                                Sam gives Joe a long hard look.

                                                                 SAM
                                Really?

                                                                 JOE
                                Yeah, really.

                                                                 SAM
                                You're sure of that?

                                                                 JOE
                                Sam, they're my sons.  I'm sure.  Jack wants to kick
                                Castro's behind, then go flying off into space.  He's
                                also very concerned about civil rights.  And that's
                                what his administration will be doing.

                                                                 SAM
                                And they'll stop annoying me and my friends?

                                                                 JOE
                                Yes. That'll stop.

                                                                 SAM
                                I've known you a long time, Joe.  Since back when
                                we were both bootleggers during prohibition.  I bought
                                a lot of Canadian whiskey from you and it was always
                                top-quality, and you always delivered when you said
                                you would.  I respect that.  So I believe what you tell
                                me.

                                                                 JOE
                                Believe it.

                                                                 SAM
                                You ask me for a favor, I'll see what I can do.  There
                                it is.

Joe smiles happily and shakes Sam's hand.

                                                                 JOE
                                If you could also talk to some of your Hollywood friends,
                                too, maybe, like Frankie and Deano, that would also help
                                a lot, too.

                                                                 SAM
                                We'll see what we can do.



                                                                 JOE
                                Excellent.  And when Jack is elected, you watch, it's
                                going to herald a new age in this country.  It'll be better
                                for everybody.

Joe stands to leave and Sam stands with him, as do all of their men.

                                                                 SAM
                                Yeah?  Just so long as it's better for me and my friends,
                                that's enough for me.

Joe leaves. Sam watches him go and puffs on his cigar.

JOHN F. KENNEDY MONTAGE - STOCK FOOTAGE

Frank Sinatra sings "High Hopes" with lyrics written specifically for John Kennedy's campaign.

                                                                 SINATRA
                                Everyone is voting for Jack
                                'Cause he's got what the others lack
                                Everyone wants to back Jack
                                Jack is on the right track

                                'Cause he's got high hopes
                                He's got high hopes
                                1960's the year for his high hopes
                                So come on, vote for Kennedy, vote for Kennedy
                                And we'll come out on top

                                Oops there goes the opposition, ker-
                                Oops there goes the opposition, ker-
                                Oops there goes the opposition, ker-plop

We see Kennedy campaigning, shaking hands, kissing babies.  John and Jackie have terrific smiles and flash them often.  John speaks at a campaign rally . . .

                                                                 JFK
                                We stand today on the edge of a New Frontier; the
                                frontier of the 1960s, a frontier of unknown opportunities
                                and paths, a frontier of unfilled hopes and threats . . .


We see a clip of the John F. Kennedy/Richard Nixon debate moderated by Howard K. Smith, where John Kennedy comes off as witty and charming and Richard Nixon is in a sweat and unsure of himself.  Kennedy has plenty of facts at his fingertips, but Nixon says he'll address the issues later, or in a "white paper."  After one of Kennedy's answers, Nixon becomes angry, saying . . .

                                                                 NIXON
                                I demand a retraction.  You hear me, Senator, I demand
                                a retraction!

We seeing Kennedy just sitting there, grinning broadly.  Nixon goes on to say . . .

                                                                 NIXON
                                Senator, you are weakening our country with your
                                criticisms.

                                                                 KENNEDY
                                I really don't need Mr. Nixon to tell me about what my
                                responsibilities are as a citizen.  I've served this country
                                for fourteen years in Congress and before that in the service.
                                What I downgrade, Mr. Nixon, is the leadership the country's
                                getting, not the country.

The audience loves it.

On November 8, the final election returns for the 1960 election come in: Kennedy wins by the slightest margin ever in American history -- one-tenth of one-percent.  One of the swing states, we are told, is Illinois.

EXT. SAM GIANCANA'S HOUSE/CHICAGO SUBURBS - NIGHT

Sam Giancana has a moderately large house in the Chicago suburb of Oak Park.  About ten cars are parked in front, and four men stroll the grounds.  A title reads, "Sam Giancana's house, Oak Park, Illinios."

INT. SAM GIANCANA'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Sam, a bunch of his men, and some good-looking gals are all dressed up and watching the election returns on a black and white TV.  They drink martinis and smoke cigarettes.  Kennedy wins.  Sam says to the pretty dark-haired girl beside him, JUDY CAMPBELL . . .


                                                                 SAM
                                You see that, Judy?  I guess the Teamster, AFL-CIO,
                                and Longshoreman vote, not to mention the fuckin'
                                Rat Pack, actually mattered.  Shit, I bought him West
                                Virginia.  And Illinois was the swing state.  I elected
                                that son of a bitch!

This gets a big laugh from the crowd.  They all toast their glasses.

                                                                 EVERYONE
                                To President Kennedy!

                                                                 SAM
                                To finally havin' our own man in the white house!
                                It's about fuckin' time.

                                                                 EVERYONE
                                Here, here!

They toast again.  Sam turns and kisses Judy.

                                                                 JUDY
                                I sure would like to meet the new president.

                                                                 SAM
                                You would?  I can arrange it very easily.

                                                                 JUDY
                                                           (grinning)
                                You could?

                                                                 SAM
                                Sure.  Next week when we're in Vegas I'll talk to
                                Sinatra, he'll set it up.

Judy snuggles up against him.

                                                                 JUDY
                                Aw, Mooney, you're too good to me.

                                                                 SAM
                                                           (shrugs)
                                What can I do?  I'm just a generous guy.

KENNEDY INAUGURAL - STOCK FOOTAGE

John F. Kennedy is sworn in as President of the United States.  In his inaugural speech he
says . . .

                                                                 KENNEDY
                                Let the word go forth, from this time and place.  Of
                                those to whom much has been given, much will be
                                required.  We will pay any price, bear any burden, meet
                                any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe to assure
                                the survival and success of liberty.  Ask not what your
                                country can do for you; ask what you can do for your
                                country.

                                                                                                       DISSOLVE:

INT. SAM GIANCANA'S HOUSE/ BASEMENT OFFICE - DAY

Sam Giancana has a paneled office in his basement and is smoking a cigar and watching TV.

TV NEWS: John Chancellor announces . . .

                                                                 JOHN CHANCELLOR
                                President-elect Kennedy announced the appointment
                                today of his younger brother, Robert Kennedy, as Attorney-
                                General of the United States . . .

Sam's eyes go wide and he rears back, choking on his cigar and nearly falling off his chair.

                                                                 SAM
                                What the fuck!?

He picks up the receiver and dials the rotary telephone.

EXT. SHO-BAR CLUB - DAY

The Sho-Bar Club in New Orleans is a swinging nightclub.  We hear the phone ringing.

INT. SHO-BAR PRIVATE DINING ROOM - DAY


Sitting in the private dining room of the club is a tough-looking, sixty-year-old man with thinning white hair, a big, round face, a large forehead, and wincing eyes.  A subtitle reads: "CARLOS 'SAL' MARCELLO, head of the Louisiana and Texas mobs."  Marcello is surrounded by four of his men.  One of them hands Sal the phone.  Sal has a very slight Italian accent beneath his mobster vernacular.

                                                                 SAL
                                Mooney, how ya doin'?

                                                                 SAM
                                Sal, you didn't hear yet?  Jack Kennedy just appointed
                                his brother Bobby as Attorney-General.

Sal Marcello is horrified.

                                                                 SAL
                                What?  What??  What the fuck is that prick up to?

                                                                 SAM
                                I don't know, Sal.  I just this second heard, so I called
                                you.

                                                                 SAL
                                Fuck!  Ya know, I never trusted that motherfucker,
                                Joe Kennedy.  He was always a snotty Boston asshole.

                                                                 SAM
                                Yeah, but I did trust him.  So it's me he fucked.

                                                                 SAL
                                No, it's all of us, you watch.  Fuck!

ROBERT F. KENNEDY SENATE HEARINGS - STOCK FOOTAGE

Robert Kennedy begins his senate hearings into organized crime and labor.  He calls before the committee: JAMES HOFFA, head of the Teamster's union, as well as Carlos Marcello, head of the New Orleans and Texas mob.

BAY OF PIGS - STOCK FOOTAGE

We see black and white footage of Cuban rebels invading Cuba, American planes flying overhead, and American warships in Cuban waters.



                                                                 NARRATOR
                                The American-backed "Bay of Pigs" invasion of Cuba
                                and it's attempt to overthrow and assassinate Fidel Castro
                                fails miserably.  John Kennedy accepts some blame for the
                                fiasco, then promptly fires Allen Dulles, director of the
                                CIA since 1953, as well as CIA co-director, Richard Bissell,
                                who are replaced by John A. McCone and Richard Helms.

INT. SAM GIANCANA'S HOUSE - DAY

Sam sits in the living room with JIMMY HOFFA, a square-faced, serious man with a crew cut, and Sal Marcello.  They all smoke cigars and have drinks before them.  Sal asks . . .

                                                                 SAL
                                Did we or did we not all help Joe Kennedy get his
                                son elected?
                                                           (Sam and Jimmy both nod)
                                So, what the hell is going on?  What's with Bobby
                                Kennedy?  Why is he gunning for Jimmy and me?
                                Doesn't he understand what he's doing?

                                                                 SAM
                                I think he understands, but I don't think he gives a
                                shit. I think those cocksuckers think they're above
                                us.  That giving their word to some stupid wop
                                gangsters don't mean shit.

                                                                 HOFFA
                                So how do we get them to give a shit?

                                                                 SAM
                                                           (shrugs)
                                I guess I need to have a little talk with Joe.  Remind
                                him of how his sons got to where they are.

                                                                 SAL
                                That would be a terrific idea, Sam.  'Cause once that
                                little asshole brings me and Jimmy down, he's comin'
                                after you next, you know that.

Sam nods, he knows.



                                                                 SAM
                                I know.  I already got feds comin' out my ass wherever
                                I go.  He's already comin' for me.

                                                                 SAL
                                You see?

                                                                 SAM
                                Yeah, I see.

EXT. THE PLAZA HOTEL, NYC - DAY

A Cadillac limo pulls up in front of the Plaza Hotel in New York City.  Sam Giancana and two of his men get out and enter the hotel.

INT. PRESIDENTIAL SUITE - DAY

There is a knock at the door of the vast presidential suite which is answered by a liveried butler.  Sam and his men are shown inside and the butler takes their hats and coats.  The butler then shows Sam into the master bedroom.

Joe Kennedy is sitting in an easy chair surrounded by newspapers.  He stands up and shakes Joe's hand.

                                                                 JOE
                                Sam.  Come on in.

                                                                 SAM
                                Thanks.  How ya doin'?

                                                                 JOE
                                Couldn't be better.  So, what can I do for you, Sam?

                                                                 SAM
                                Well, you can call your son, Bobby, off, that's what
                                you can do.

                                                                 JOE
                                                           (surprised)
                                What do you mean?


                                                                 SAM
                                What do I mean?  You know what I mean.  Dragging
                                Sal Marcello and Jimmy Hoffa in