Pages eighty-two, eighty-three, eighty-four & eighty-five.

Only a few scenes left! I think I should have it finished by the end of the week, which would make it three weeks ahead of schedule.

(Pages 82, 83, 84 & 85)
EXT. GRAVEYARD – MORNING

Light starts peaking over the horizon and through the trees as the sun rises.

Sam, in the same bloody dirty clothes from the night before, is asleep on the ground. The tombstone is that of his wife, Claire Goldstein.

Sam wakes up. He starts violently coughing. He stands up. He tries to straighten himself out. He uses his hands as a comb. He pulls his jacket over his blood-stained shirt and buttons it.

Sam stares at Claire’s tombstone for a minute. Then he looks at his clothes.

SAM
Ugh.

Sam slumbers away.

INT. SAM’S HOUSE – MORNING

Sam enters his home through the kitchen entrance. He lays his keys on the kitchen table. He removes his dirty shoes and leaves them on the rug.

Sam walks out of the kitchen and into the hallway.

MARTIN
Hello, Sam.

Sam jumps, startled.

Martin is in the living room sitting on a chair with his left leg over his right.

SAM
Jesus. You scared the shit out of me.

PERRY
Hey, Sam.

Sam jumps again.

Perry walks from the bedroom coming from behind Sam.

SAM
You guys practise this shit?

MARTIN
That’s an awful lot of blood on your shirt. Were you in an accident?

SAM
Yeah.

MARTIN
Really? I saw your car pull up. I didn’t see any damage.

SAM
What the fuck do you want?

MARTIN
You know.

There’s several seconds of silence.

SAM
Yeah, I know. You want money. Money to replace the money you stole from me.

Sam moves into the living room and has a seat on the couch across from Martin.

Perry moves in a little closer, but stays standing.

MARTIN
No one stole any money from you. I’m starting to think you made the whole shit up thinking we’d be dumb enough to fall for it. It’s the dumbest fucking story I’ve ever heard of.

SAM
You know, I’ve been thinking about it. That voice on the other end of the line. The only thing that makes sense is that it was you.

MARTIN
Excuse me?

SAM
Who else could it be? You and this big palooka are the only two that know Jimmy’s business. And this guy can’t get a single word out that sounds like the English language. And I know you…

MARTIN
Oh yeah? You know what about me? What do…

SAM
(interrupting)
I know you’ve got a bad poker habit. I’ve heard about you dropping tens of thousands at a time. Apparently, you’re a shitty player.

MARTIN
You’re right. I lose a lot of money. I make a lot of money too and I’m not stupid enough to steal from Jimmy.

SAM
But you stole from me. You probably figured the Jew is rich, he’ll pay again. Well your wrong. I won’t fucking give you another dime. So go fuck yourself.

Martin pulls out his gun with a silencer on it and shoots Sam in the head. Blood splatters everywhere.

PERRY
Hey! What are you doing? The money!

MARTIN
That fucker wasn’t going to pay. Toss the house. See if we can’t find something valuable around here.

Perry heads into the bedroom and starts rummaging through the drawers. He looks through clothes and tosses the empty drawers on the ground.

Martin walks into the bedroom and tosses the mattress off of the box spring.

PERRY
You didn’t take the money did you? I won’t say a word.

MARTIN
I don’t appreciate you asking me that question. Of course I didn’t take any money. I’m not stupid.

PERRY
It just doesn’t make sense. Sam was telling the truth. I could see it in his eyes, but there’s no way Dino could’ve known.

MARTIN
I don’t know what to tell you. It’s all a mystery.

PERRY
Hey, look.

Perry has placed a large wooden box on the dresser and opened it. It’s loaded with expensive jewelry. A lot of it looks antique.

Martin walks over and starts examining it with Perry.

Perry pulls out an antique looking broach littered with diamonds and examines it closely.

MARTIN
Is it real?

Perry puts the broach in his mouth and exhales. He quickly pulls it out and looks.

PERRY
Yeah, I think so.

MARTIN
What did you do? How could you tell.

PERRY
You can’t fog up a diamond.

MARTIN
(in disbelief)
What? Get out of here. Really?

PERRY
Yeah.

MARTIN
How do you know that?

PERRY
I keep my ears open.

MARTIN
What about the scratch test?

PERRY
A lot of things can scratch glass. Not always fool proof.

MARTIN
That’s some smart shit. I’m very impressed.

Perry pulls out a necklace with a very large diamond on it.

PERRY
Wow, this is old. This is worth some money.

MARTIN
There might be enough for the debt.

PERRY
I think there’s more.

MARTIN
Fantastic.

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