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A man in a trenchcoat steps before the headlamps. Fred. His bodyguard Timbo stands in the shadows behind him.
FRED Come on out here, Billy. |
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| Across the way, Billy steps out of the shadow. Exposed in the beam of light. | |||
FRED (CONT'D) You were smart to come tonight Billy. It takes a real man to confront his mistakes. |
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BILLY What'dya do with her, Fred? |
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FRED All is good my friend, all is good. I would never do anything to harm a creature.
He gestures behind him. Timbo pulls Greta from the back of the car. |
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Drags her before the car. Forces her to her knees. She's gagged, but her pleading eyes scream to Billy. |
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FRED (CONT'D) But you will. |
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BILLY I want no part of this. |
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FRED Of course you don't. Who would? What kind of sicko wants a part of this? Would you, Timbo? |
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| Timbo nods in the negative. | |||
FRED (CONT'D) But we find ourselves in undesirable situations, created by a series of poor decisions. Something you and Ms. Glade seem to have a predilection for, eh? |
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| Billy draws his gun, fires. | |||
| Timbo collapses to his knees beside Greta before falling face first into the dirt. Dead. | |||
| Billy points his gun towards Fred, but he's hidden in the dark. | |||
FRED (CONT'D) Case in point. |
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BILLY This ain't gonna end well Fred, unless you let Greta walk out of this. |
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FRED Oh, I think things are going to end fine, Billy. Question is, are you gonna be on my hitlist, or payroll? (beat) Ms. Glade is very beguiling, as you and I both know. (beat) But you can buy a lot of bequiling women with the scratch I can give you. |
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BILLY It ain't about the money. |
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FRED You sure it's not. You seem to make some interesting choices for someone who believes that. What do you believe Billy, really? I want to know. |
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A SPEEDING CAR BARRELS DOWN ON FRED'S CAR, SMASHES INTO IT! Fred tumbles to the ground. JACK springs out of the driver's seat, gun drawn. |
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| Fred fires back; it's a shoot out, but short lived. Jack easily outguns Fred. | |||
Jack inspects the aftermath. Fred gasps for air on the ground. |
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| Billy runs to Greta's side, helps her to her feet. | |||
JACK You kids got someplace better to be? I'd get there. |
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| Billy hurries Greta away. | Jack approaches Fred. | ||
FRED We could've worked something out...
JACK We're always trying to work something out.
FRED Still can. What'ya think your boss'll think of this? You'll lose your badge, go to jail.
JACK We'll see. I don't know how much sympathy the prosecution will have for a pornographer like yourself.
FRED I resent that. That is not who I am.
JACK Yeah, well. I got a video tape that says different.
FRED Ava put you up to this.
JACK No, I came to this with a pure heart.
He points the gun at Fred.
FRED Destroy the tape, we can make this go away...
JACK I agree.
BLAM!
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| Billy fires, killing Greta. | |||
FRED See, I told you things were going to end fine Billy. |
Billy fires, killing Fred.
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BILLY I'm not sure, but it's not you.
Billy and Greta stare at one another, unsure of where to go from here. FADE OUT.
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