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PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL BUZZ CARL BUZZ PATRICK CARL Mr. Mueller looks closer at Carl. MR.
MUELLER Carl aims his pistol at Mr. Mueller's head. CARL PATRICK CARL PATRICK
Now Patrick gets furious. PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL Patrick looks at Carl squarely. PATRICK Carl can't believe it. CARL
Carl looks at his watch and paces.
PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL Carl looks around the office in desperation, then looks at his watch and shakes his head wearily. Carl is beginning to really feel the pressure. PATRICK Carl ignores Patrick, his brow furrowed, deep in concentration. PATRICK Carl finally spots the Rolodex on Mr. Mueller's desk. CARL Carl grabs the Rolodex, flips through the pages, then shoves it into Mr. Mueller's face, followed by the barrel of the .38 and the telephone receiver. CARL MR.
MUELLER CARL MR.
MUELLER Carl cocks the pistol, jams it up Mr. Mueller's nose, shoving the telephone to his ear. CARL MR.
MUELLER Carl suddenly looks highly suspicious. He glances at Mr. Mueller's desk and sees the can of Slim-Fast diet milkshake. Carl whispers in Mr. Mueller's ear. CARL Mr. Mueller covers the receiver. MR.
MULLER CARL Mr. Mueller returns his attention to the phone. MR.
MULLER CARL BUZZ PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL MR.
MUELLER BUZZ
CARL BUZZ CARL Buzz and Carl exchange an appreciative look. MR.
MUELLER CARL RECEPTIONIST Patrick shoves his leering face into hers. PATRICK The Receptionist starts to cry. Carl turns to Patrick.
MR.
MUELLER CARL Buzz really concentrates, listening through the stethoscope with his face scrunched up in a knot, peering intently through the hunk of broken lens. BUZZ MR.
MUELLER PATRICK BUZZ CARL Suddenly, the gray-haired Security Guard gets his hands free and makes a run for it. Without a second thought Patrick raises his pistol and fires twice into the Security Guard's back. The Security Guard hits the ground in a motionless heap. The Receptionist starts to scream at the top of her lungs. Patrick swings the gun around, aiming in on the Receptionist. PATRICK She shuts up fast, but continues to blubber. Carl goes to the downed Guard. CARL PATRICK Meanwhile, Mr. Mueller is turning blue, gasping for air, his entire body spasming. The Receptionist gasps, pushing herself away. RECEPTIONIST Carl turns to Mr. Mueller, sees his condition, then covers his own face in horror. Carl loosens Mr. Mueller's tie. CARL Patrick watches the scene aiming his pistol one way, then the other. Buzz notes everything going on with a disgusted shake of his head, but keeps working. Carl is going back and forth between the Guard and Mr. Mueller. He finally throws his hands up in despair. CARL Carl stands, looking plaintively at
Patrick. Patrick is freaked out, too. Carl presses hard over his right eye. CARL Buzz turns around. BUZZ Everybody watches Buzz at the safe. Carl looks at his watch, then glances out the window and sees a car coming. CARL
Patrick looks at Mr. Mueller's bug-eyed face. PATRICK Buzz turns the dial very slowly, then stops. BUZZ Buzz stands, turns the spoked crank, the bolts shoot back with a thunk and the safe opens. PATRICK Patrick helps Buzz pull the two heavy laundry bags out of the safe. Patrick tosses one of the bags to Carl, slinging the other bag over his shoulder. They both exclaim:
The bags are heavy. Carl opens the bag and glances inside. CARL
Patrick gives Carl a look saying: So whose the fuck-up now? CARL Buzz retrieves his tools, puts them in his bag and stands. Carl gives a final look around: two lifeless bodies and a sobbing woman on her knees. Carl can't believe it. He looks out through the window and sees that the Warden's state-issue sedan filled with PRISON GUARDS is just pulling up in front. The harried trio quickly exit out the back door. END ACT TWO:
18 EXT. ALLEY -- DAY 18 The guys get outside, weighted down with the big bags, to find that both Donny and the truck are not there. CARL,
PATRICK & BUZZ PATRICK Patrick kicks the pavement hard. BUZZ Carl turns to Patrick in disgust, poking
him in the chest. Patrick grabs Carl's hand threateningly. PATRICK Patrick lets go of Carl's hand and they all start running up a long alley. Very quickly, Buzz with his heavy suitcase begins to fall behind. Then the Warden and three guards appear out the back door and begin shooting at them. The Warden holds a pint of ice cream in his hand. Buzz, the furthest behind, gets shot and goes down. Carl turns to go back for him. PATRICK CARL PATRICK Just then Carl takes a bullet in the arm, spinning him around. He and the bag go down in a heap. Patrick turns back, grabs the bag and keeps running. PATRICK Bullets are flying as Carl gets up and runs, holding his wounded, bloody arm, turning the corner after Patrick. The Prison Guards are about to give chase when the Warden says . . . WARDEN They all quickly head back inside. The Warden throws the ice cream in disgust.
Patrick is now hauling both big bags. He turns to Carl, who is squeezing his bloody arm. The two talk while running. PATRICK CARL
CARL PATRICK Meanwhile, five and ten dollar bill are falling out of the laundry bags. CARL PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL PATRICK Carl thinks for a second, then pulls out the "Femme Fatale Outcall Massage" card with Janie's address on it. CARL PATRICK CARL PATRICK CARL PATRICK Patrick, with the money, goes one way; Carl, holding his wounded arm, goes the other. 20 EXT. BACK ALLEY -- DAY 20 Carl runs through a back alley, holding his arm, losing blood. He hears a police siren begin to wail. He ducks into a doorway, crouching down and holding his breath. The siren fades and Carl steps out of the doorway. Just then the Warden's sedan comes barrelling up the alley. Carl ducks back into the doorway. He watches the Warden's sedan drive past. Carl sighs, checks his wound -- still bleeding -- then starts to get up when a VOICE comes from behind him, deeper in the doorway. VOICE Carl nearly jumps out of his skin. His hand goes to the pistol in his belt as he turns and finds a ragged, filthy BAGMAN looking up at him from beneath a blanket of newspapers. CARL BAGMAN CARL BAGMAN CARL The Bagman hands Carl a torn, shredded, dirty Camel cigarettes t-shirt. BAGMAN Carl takes the t-shirt and wraps it tenderly around his arm. Carl's face can't help but register that the t-shirt stinks. CARL BAGMAN CARL BAGMAN CARL Carl takes off running.
Carl goes around a corner, looks around, then keeps running down a long street. He glances back and sees a police car turn the corner, coming his way. Carl stops running, now walking slowly, his head sinks into the sportcoat. Very slowly the police car cruises by. The COPS glance at Carl, but don't stop. The car goes past. Carl takes a deep breath, glancing to the building to his right which is marked, "2636" -- Janie's apartment building. Carl takes out the business card and checks. 22 EXT. JANIE'S BUILDING -- DAY 22 Carl goes up the steps to the second floor and knocks on the door marked,"10." He stands there panting for air. He turns around, checking to see if the street is clear. 23 INT. JANIE'S APARTMENT -- DAY 23 Janie answers the door looking good in cut-offs, a t-shirt, and no make-up. She's shocked to see Carl, then all the blood on his hands and shirt. JANIE
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