Bamboozled Page #19

INT. CNS STUDIO - NIGHT

Dunwitty is taping a spot.

DUNWITTY:

Hello, my name is Thomas Dunwitty.

I'm the Senior V.P. of the

entertainment division here at CNS.

I come to you with a heavy heart.

INT. SLOAN'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS

She's watching Dunwitty on TV.

DUNWITTY:

This abduction is a cowardly, vile,

sinful and dastardly act and I

promise these creeps will be

prosecuted to the fullest extent of

the law. This is an attack on your

American way of life...

INT. DELACROIX'S APARTMENT

He's watching the same.

DUNWITTY:

We here at CNS are offering a

$100,000 cash award to any

information that leads to the safe

return home of our dear friend,

Mantan.

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INT. CNS STUDIO

ON DUNWITTY:

DUNWITTY:

Help us and in addition you will

get a guest-starring speaking role

on the next Mantan - The New

Millennium Minstrel Show, plus an

added bonus:
a lifetime of Da Bomb

125% Malt Liquor. Let's you get ya

"freak on", as well as a full

wardrobe of Timmi Hillnigger Active

Git Toe Wear. Mantan, may God

bless you...

INT. X-FORCE HEADQUARTERS - DAY

Delacroix and Sloan hurry to stay with BARNETT, he's the

commander of the X-Force.

BARNETT:

Let's go, time's wasting.

INT. X-FORCE WAR ROOM

They follow Barnett into the war room.

BARNETT:

They sent the notice out on an

anonymous remailer.

SLOAN:

A what?

BARNETT:

It's used to mask the origin of an

email, also the computer from which

it's sent.

DELACROIX:

There oughta be a law...

BARNETT:

Not yet, anyway, it's legal. We

will find the source where it's

being broadcasted and hosted.

We'll get the people that

bushwhacked Mantan.

SLOAN:

Before Manray is dead?

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BARNETT:

I can't answer that.

ON CLOCK:

It reads "6 HOURS 16 MINUTES."

MONTAGE:

Police squads, SWAT Teams are busting into the wrong homes,

apartments, projects, hi-tech computer labs looking for the

Mau-Mau's.

DELACROIX (V.O.)

SWAT teams all up and down the East

Coast busted in on known dissidents

looking for Manray. All the tips

called in, info gathered through

surveillance proved for naught.

INT. X-FORCE WAR ROOM

BARNETT:

The both of you should go home. We

will keep you abreast.

SLOAN:

This is looking like a needle in a

haystack. It's hopeless.

Delacroix holds Sloan as he leads her out. She is having

difficulty breathing with her asthma.

DELACROIX:

Thank you for your help.

BARNETT:

The X-Force always gets their man.

INT. DELACROIX'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

He sits in front of his GIANT SCREEN, on the desk in front

of him is the 3/4 inch cassette Sloan gave him. He picks it

up and turns it on.

DELACROIX (V.O.)

It was ten o'clock and the Dance of

Death was about to commence.

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ON MONITOR:

DELACROIX (V.O.) (CONT'D)

Since a lot of people still didn't

have computers, the networks sought

a court order to carry it live,

taking the feed off the internet.

It was granted. A life snuff

broadcast right into your living

room.

ON DELACROIX:

DELACROIX (V.O.) (CONT'D)

I had to give it to the Mau-Mau',

they definitely had a sense of

irony. They chose www .n*gger.com

as the website to pirate.

INT. FACTORY - NIGHT

The Mau-Mau's ironically wear WHITE MASKS, they stand behind

the tied-up Mantan. A device alters their voices.

BIG BLACK:

We are LIVE on the cyberspace.

Whereas Mantan is a TOM...

BLACK BLACK:

Whereas Mantan is a disgrace...

SMOOTH BLACK:

Whereas Mantan is a head-scratching,

foot-shuffling Negro...

1/16TH BLACK

Whereas, whereas, where's the ass?

The Mau-Mau's laugh.

BIG BLACK:

Whereas Mantan the dancing fool,

you are condemned to death.

JO BLACK:

The Dance of Death.

1/16th Black unties Manray.

MONTAGE:

WE SEE DELACROIX, SLOAN, CHEEBA WITH LOURDESE, DUNWITTY,

JUNEBUG AND DOT, ORCHID, THE X-FORCE WATCHING THIS SPECTACLE

ON COMPUTERS OR TV SCREENS.

130.

ON COMPUTER SCREEN

We see a CARTOON, Yosemite Sam is shooting at the feet of

Bugs Bunny with his six-shooter in each hand. Bugs Bunny is

doing a fast dance, dodging bullets.

ON MONITOR:

The Mau-Mau's shoot at the feet of Manray.

BIG BLACK:

Dance n*gger.

Manray taps.

SMOOTH BLACK:

You got anything to say for yourself?

MANRAY:

If you're gonna kill me, kill me.

SMOOTH BLACK:

Don't worry.

INT. SLOAN'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS

She is having an asthma attack, it was brought on by the

proceedings. Sloan uses her inhaler.

INT. FACTORY - NIGHT

Each Mau-Mau has a 9mm and is firing it at the feet of

Manray. They scream "Faster!" and "Dance!" Manray is

hoofing. He's never tapped this fast, at this breakneck

pace, ever. But it's evident his dance is one of defiance.

He's not dancing to stay alive.

INT. DELACROIX'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS

He screams at the monitor.

DELACROIX:

Don't dance. Don't do it.

INT. FACTORY

The Mau-Mau's have noticed Manray's strong will, his pride

and they don't like it. They shoot even more at his feet.

BIG BLACK:

You ain't Blak.

DOUBLE BLACK:

Blak you ain't.

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SMOOTH BLACK:

You a Oreo. Not Blak. Not BLAK.

The Mau-Mau's start to chant, "Blak, blak, blak."

INT. SLOAN'S APARTMENT

She hears this and quickly picks up the phone to call the

authorities.

INT. FACTORY

MANRAY:

There is nothing you can do to me.

I'm wearing the taps of Bill

"Bojangles" Robinson.

Manray is shot in one foot. Then the other.

BIG BLACK:

Let's seeya dance now, Mr. Bojangles.

Manray somehow manages to right himself and starts to dance

again. The Mau-Mau's can't believe it.

ON MANRAY:

He dances like his life depends on it. Despite the fact his

feet are a bloody mess.

BIG BLACK (CONT'D)

You ain' BLAK.

He shoots Manray in the chest, the Mau-Mau's follow him and

he does a spastic last jig as the 9mm bullets riddle his

twitching body.

ON TV SCREEN:

It goes black.

MONTAGE:

Helicopters fly through the night sky. Cop cars and trucks,

SWAT team vehicles are on the move. SIRENS BLARE.

INT. DELACROIX'S OFFICE

Delacroix's head is on his desk. He has been crying. On

cue the Black Collectibles start to move. The Jolly N*gger

Bank, Aunt Jemima's, Mammies, etc., they are animated for

REAL.

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ON DELACROIX:

His head pops up as he sees the objects. He too is in

BLACKFACE. In a rage, he starts to throw them against the

wall.

DELACROIX:

Leave me alone. Get away from me.

You spearchucker. You black sambo.

You n*gger pickaninny. Fat Mammie.

Delacroix has finally lost it. He looks at the shambles

he's made of his office.

EXT. FACTORY - CONTINUOUS

The Mau-Mau's come out of the factory high as a kite. Each

has a big fat joint or a 64 oz. of DA BOMB. They're also

doing a free-style rap about their execution.

ON CHEVY SUBURBAN

They get in when the squak of police walkie-talkie's clicks.

BIG BLACK:

It's the man!

What follows is a horrifying display of firepower. All the

Mau-Mau's bodies are doing the Bonnie and Clyde Sonny

Corleone Dance of Death as bullets tear into them and the

Suburban. Not one of them is able to get a shot off. The

shooting stops. The twitching stops. All's quiet. 1/16th

Black comes out with his hands up.

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