Page eighty-one.

I’ve written most of this on my iPad using the Celtx app. The weird thing is that the pages don’t match when I exported it to my desktop Celtx. I’m not sure why, but my desktop Celtx says I’m only at 76 pages. It’s a bit bothersome; they should match.

Anyways, I can see the finish line and I’m very excited. I know it’s not the most interesting script, but I’ve really enjoyed writing it and will love doing the re-writes. I’m a little surprised that the thought of looking like a failure on a blog that no one reads would motivate me to finish. I know that the reason I don’t do a lot of things is because my greatest fear is failure. I think this blog is helping me get over that fear. Recently, I found this great quote by Michael Jordan (at least I think it’s from him. Who knows with all the fabrications online anymore?):

    “I’ve missed more than 9000 shots in my career. I’ve lost almost 300 games. 26 times, I’ve been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed. I’ve failed over and over and over again in my life. And that is why I succeed.”

I want to be like Mike…..which is very hard to say as a Piston fan.

Editors note: I had to backtrack a little with this scene. I should’ve finished it before I posted it. I forgot where Perry had left off when it came to Sam and Dino. (I’ll be posting the whole script in its entirety when it’s finished)

(Page 81)
The Waitress leaves.

PERRY
So we have a job tonight?

MARTIN
Yeah. Sam. He must’ve pissed of Jimmy. Jimmy wants him out.

PERRY
Really? What happened?

MARTIN
I don’t know.

PERRY
What happened with Dino? Did Dino steal Sam’s money?

MARTIN
I don’t think so. I grilled him pretty hard.

PERRY
Oh yeah? So the briefcase?

MARTIN
He says he found it in a dumpster.

Perry starts laughing.

PERRY
That’s a big fucking coincidence. That Dino is always up to some shit.

MARTIN
Hey, if he could go through what I put him through and still be not tell the truth, then he earned that money.

PERRY
Tell that to Sam.

MARTIN
Fuck Sam. If he’s dumb enough to listen to a fucking call in the middle of the night and then dumb that much money in a dumpster, then he deserves to lose it. And he deserves what’s coming to him.

PERRY
Well, I’ve got a body in my car right now, so we can make it a two-for-one night.

MARTIN
Who?

PERRY
No one you know. It was personal.

MARTIN
Oh, personal. I love personal. They’re the only kills that get my blood pressure up anymore.

PERRY
You’re a sick fuck. Killing isn’t enjoyable. We’re going to have to answer to God someday.

MARTIN
Perry, why do you do what you do if you’re religious? It doesn’t make sense.

PERRY
The money.

MARTIN
So money is more important to you than eternal damnation?

PERRY
It is when you’re starving. Then once you’re in, you figure, what the hell? The damage is done. I’m either going to hell now anyways or ten hail Marys will save my ass and I’ll be okay.

MARTIN
You have no idea how crazy that sounds to me, do you?

PERRY
Don’t worry. I pray for you every night.

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