Pages thirty-two and thirty-three

It’s funny, but the spelling errors I see online all the time keep cropping up in my script. The wrong use of than, then, to, too or you’re and your are annoying and sometimes imply that people aren’t very intelligent, but I’m thinking that mostly they’re lazy mistakes. I’m writing so fast that I’m not really concerned about the grammatical errors figuring I’ll fix them later. And since this is for personal use, I’m not too concerned. I just hope people don’t think I’m a dummy (well, maybe I am and this is just the proof that I’ve been ignoring). And I’ll start giving more people the benefit of the doubt when I read mistakes online.

(pages 32 & 33)
The Pit Boss hits a button on his collar and talks into it.

PIT BOSS
I need a rewind on table five…

PLAYER #3
Bad beat is the most I’ve ever seen it too.

PLAYER #7
I know how you get a bad beat, but what does that mean? Why’s everyone going crazy?

PLAYER #3
You see that number on the wall in red?

He points to something that resembles a clock, but it has a dollar amount of $87,932 on it.

PLAYER #7
The eighty-seven hundred?

PLAYER #3
Yeah. The loser of the hand gets half. The winner gets twenty-five percent and the rest is divided up amongst the rest of us.

PLAYER #7
Oh, damn! So we just lost three grand?

PLAYER #3
Looks like it.

PIT BOSS
I’m sorry, sir, but your hand hit the muck and it was face down. We can’t award the bad beat to you.

The table lets out a big moan.

MARTIN
Are you fucking kidding me? As much money as I lose in this mother fucking casino, you’re going to fuck me!?

Martin grabs the table and tries to turn it over, but it’s cemented to the ground. Instead he starts grabbing his chips and throwing them at the Pit Boss.

Two large SECURITY GUARDS rush over and restrain Martin.

PIT BOSS
Get him the fuck out of here! Don’t ever let me see you again.

EXT. CASINO – NIGHT

The two Security Guards throw Martin into the street. Martin gets up and dusts himself.

MARTIN
Fucking cock suckers.

INT. PARKING GARAGE – NIGHT

Pit Boss is walking down the deck in a poorly lit garage deck. He takes out his keys and pushes a button that makes his car beep. He walks towards it.

As the Pit Boss reaches the car, Martin emerges from the shadows. He is behind the Pit Boss.

MARTIN
Hey!

The Pit Boss turns around.

PIT BOSS
What the fuck do you want?

Martin, wearing surgical gloves, pulls out a switchblade and violently and repeatedly stabs the Pit Boss in the chest.

The Pit Boss collapses to the ground. Martin searches for his wallet and finds it in the breast pocket of his suit coat. Martin removes the cash and throws the wallet down.

EXT. GREEKTOWN – MOMENTS LATER

A BLIND STREET MUSICIAN is playing a broken three-string-guitar rather poorly.

Martin throws the bloody switchblade into the guitar case. It chimes with the other change in the case.

STREET MUSICIAN
Thanks, brother!

CUT TO:

INT. RESTAURANT – NIGHT

Perry and Martin are sitting at the table.

MARTIN
I won a little money at the casino and went home.

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