All the Money in the World Page #11

---

remarkable number of fools do.

CHACE:

I've noticed that.

GETTY:

But being rich -- that's hard. See,

the ordinary working man has to go

to work to feed his family. Maybe

he hates his job, hates his boss,

but the drive for survival gives him

a purpose in life. When a man gets

rich, he's faced with the problem of

freedom. An abyss opens up before

him. I've seen it ruin men, and

marriages, and most of all it ruins

the children.

CHACE:

He's a kid. Kids do stupid things.

GETTY:

I thought I could trust my own blood.

CHACE:

He's probably lying on a beach

somewhere. When he gets bored or

runs out of money he'll come home.

And he'll have learned his lesson.

GETTY:

I wanted to give him everything,

give him all my knowledge, all I've

built, and he just wanted to pick my

pocket. Like his father, like his

uncle, like the parasites that have

swarmed around me my entire life.

Getty walks on, through his sculpture garden.

GETTY (CONT'D)

That's why I like things, see. They

are what they appear to be, and they

never change. They never disappoint.

There's a purity to beautiful things

that I've never been able to find in

another human being.

CHACE:

Neither have I.

(MORE)

56.

57.

CHACE (CONT'D)

(off his look)

You were right not to pay the ransom.

You were right to follow your gut.

Getty turns away from Chace, suddenly distant.

GETTY:

You performed well. This will be

reflected in your year-end bonus.

CHACE:

Thank you, Mr. Getty.

GETTY:

Go back to Rome. Wait there for Paul

to return. But your investigation isclosed. The search is over.

BLACK OUT.

FADE IN:

A PATCH OF BLUE SKY

framed by the mouth of the cave. We HEAR the kidnappersarguing, their voices echoing off the cave walls. In the

darkness Paul listens.

EXT. CALABRIAN MOUNTAINS -- DAY

Chipmunk, toting a shotgun, leads Little Paul on a windingtrail through the mountains. The weather is turning cold;

the boy is wrapped in a blanket. They approach a creek bed.

CHIPMUNK:

Do you have to go? Here's yourchance. I'm not taking you out again.

Paul shakes his head. Chipmunk scratches at his mask.

CHIPMUNK (CONT'D)

You don't eat, that's why. Our food

isn't good enough for you. Wait here.

Chipmunk climbs down into the ravine, out of sight of theboy. He peels back his ski mask for a moment, then unzipsand begins to urinate.

He zips up and climbs back up the ravine. Paul stares at

him for a moment, then quickly looks away.

CHIPMUNK (CONT'D)

What are you looking at -- ?

58.

Chipmunk reaches for his mask, and realizes he never pulledit back down.

CHIPMUNK (CONT'D)

Pezzo di merda! You saw my face!

LITTLE PAUL:

I didn't see anything!

CHIPMUNK:

Figlia di puttana! Culo!

He pulls the ski mask down, then realizes it's pointless.

He pulls it off and starts kicking it across the ground.

CHIPMUNK (CONT'D)

You saw my face! Don't lie!

PAUL:

I won't tell anyone what you looklike, I swear.

CHIPMUNK:

You little sh*t. You've ruined

everything.

Chipmunk raises his shotgun at Paul.

CHIPMUNK (CONT'D)

Run. Run away. Fretta!

LITTLE PAUL:

No. You're gonna shoot me in theback and tell them I tried to escape.

Paul shakes his head, closing his eyes and refusing to turnhis back. Chipmunk gives up. He kicks the ski mask again.

CHIPMUNK:

Manache! Have it your way. Worse

for you. You'll wish you ran!

Chipmunk grabs Paul and drags him back down the hill towardthe squat stucco house in the distance.

EXT. STONE HOUSE -- EVENING

Paul is tethered to a rock by a rope around his neck as goatsgraze around him. He watches the little house: inside,

Piccolo, Cinquanta and Chipmunk are arguing.

Paul leans over and pulls at the tether. Desperate, he beginsto chew on it. The men's voices grow ever louder.

59.

Then they fall silent. The front door of the house opensand three men walk out -- Cinquanta and Chipmunk in the lead,

with the bow-legged Piccolino falling behind.

CHIPMUNK:

I told you.

Chipmunk is carrying his shotgun. He chambers a shell.

Paul begins to whimper desperately.

PAUL:

Please. Don't. The money. You can

still get the money.

Chipmunk closes the shotgun and raises it at Paul.

CHIPMUNK:

You had to ruin it for everyone.

Now Piccolino raises his gun as well. He FIRES and we

CUT TO:

THE PHONE RINGS:

and a groggy Fletcher Chace fumbles in the dark. A copy ofGetty's book "How To Be Rich" is open on the nightstand.

CHACE:

Who's. Yes. Si?

DEL ROVERE (O.S.)

Mister Chace. We are requesting youand Ms. Getty to report to theQuestura.

CHACE:

For what?

DEL ROVERE (O.S.)

To identify the body.

CHACE:

The body?

DEL ROVERE (O.S.)

Paul's body. Paul Getty.

Chace is suddenly alert.

CHACE:

Paul's.

(blinks)

OK, yes. Va bene. We're coming.

60.

Chace hangs up. He sits up and starts pacing the room. The

raven-haired beauty from the bar is in his bed.

CHACE (CONT'D)

You've got to go.

SICILIAN BEAUTY:

Perch., Fletcher?

Chace starts putting on his clothes in a hurry. He starts

to pick up the phone, then puts it down again.

EXT. GAIL'S APARTMENT -- NIGHT

Gail opens the door wearing her robe.

GAIL:

Chace -- ?

CHACE:

I'm sorry, Gail.

GAIL:

(realizing)

Oh God.

She covers her face with her hands. Chace looks away.

INT. POLICE CAR -- NIGHT

The Squadra Mobile car speeds through the night. Chace steals

furtive glances at Gail.

CHACE:

Mistakes were made, obviously,

somehow. My investigation and thepolice's led us to the conclusionthat there was no physical danger -

GAIL:

I'm sorry, Mr Chace. I'm on my wayto identify my son's body. I don't

feel like talking.

INT. ROME POLICE STATION -- MORGUE -- DAY

The morgue dates to the 19th century; it's dank as a catacomb.

The body is laid out on a marble slab, covered by a sheet.

DEL ROVERE:

The corpse has been in sea water forsome hours when it washed ashore.

The appearance may be a shock.

We gaze up at their faces as they gather round the table.

The elderly CORONER pulls back the sheet.

61.

CHACE:

God damn!

Chace reels. Gail almost faints. She shakes her head "no."

REVERSE ANGLE:
the bloated, waterlogged body on the tableisn't Paul. It's Chipmunk. He has an ugly exit wound inhis chest from where he was shot in the back by Piccolino.

GAIL:

It's not him. It's not Paul.

CHACE:

The guy has five o'clock shadow, forChrist's sake. He was headed for a

midlife crisis when they shot him.

CORVO:

A sailor by the harbor saw a bodybeing thrown from a white Fiat 600,

like the car the kidnappers drove.

CHACE:

This country's infested with Fiat600s. First you said it was a hoax,

then you tell us they murdered him.

Why don't you make up your mind?

DEL ROVERE:

No one stopped you doing your ownjob, Mr Chace. You did that yourself.

Chace is momentarily speechless.

CORONER (O.S.)

Scusi.

Everyone turns. The ancient coroner is picking at the bodyon the slab with a pair of tweezers. He plucks somethingfrom Chipmunk's beard, holds it up to the light: RED FIBERS.

Rate this script:4.5 / 2 votes