Bonnie and Clyde Page #18

CLYDE sits up, beer bottle in one hand, Tommy gun in the

other, derby hat cocked--and just a little unsure of the

whole thing. He takes a swig--BONNIE stops him, trying

terribly hard not to change her position.

BONNIE:

Lie down now, honey.

CLYDE:

I've done enough!

Angle on mirror--BONNIE and CLYDE. Night.

BONNIE:

(with patience, to a child)

You have to lie down...it's the

only way we can tell what we'll

look kike together.

She giggles again, more than a little gassed herself. CLYDE

clamps a big cigar between his teeth and abruptly lies down

beside her. CLYDE is both amused and annoyed.

CLYDE:

(staring up at

himself talking with

cigar clenched

between his teeth)

Whatta you think?

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BONNIE:

(it suddenly strikes her)

That's not the right tie!

CLYDE:

What?

BONNIE:

(rising, weaving a little)

You can't wear polka-dots on an

occasion like this.

CLYDE:

Well what-

BONNIE:

Stripes. Don't go away now.

She weaves her way over to the dresser, takes a swig from a

bottle there herself, checks her makeup, and returns with

the tie. Holding against his chest to try it out she almost

falls into him. CLYDE steadies her.

BONNIE:

Perfect.

She tries to tie it for him, and clearly has trouble with

the knot.

CLYDE:

OK, o.k. If we're gonna do this,

at least I can tie it myself. Lie

down before you fall down.

INT. MOTEL BEDROOM--BONNIE AND CLYDE. NIGHT.

She does, with some play-acting, exaggerated obeisance to

CLYDE's command--reaching up at the last moment like a

zombie and snatching an artificial flower from BLANCHE's hat

which still lies on the dresser. CLYDE lies down now. They

look into the mirror again.

CLYDE:

(grudgingly)

Better?

BONNIE:

Much.

This tickles CLYDE despite himself and he laughs--BONNIE

begins to sing to him--performing for both CLYDe and her own

image in the mirror--like some hoydenish vaudevillian.

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During the course of the song she will rise and take CLYDE

with her who finally joins in when they tip-toe over and

begin to serenade C.W.

BONNIE & CLYDE

(to the lugubrious

strains of the Death March)

"Did you ever think when a hearse

went by,

That somebody you or I may die?

They'll wrap you up in a big white

sheet

and bury you down just about six

feet,

The worms crawl in, the worms crawl

out,

The worms play penuckle on your

snout.

Your eyes fall in, your teeth fall

out,

Your face turns green and the pus

runs out.

During this last they have been hovering over C.W.'s

twitching face, like a couple of tipsy ghouls, whisper-

singing into his ears. C.W. finally blinks, doesn't even

bother to look at them.

C.W.

I'm gonna die if I don't get some

sleep. Quit singing that.

Reaction--BONNIE and CLYDE. Night. They smile, go back and

lie down. Looking at their images:

BONNIE:

All right, shut your eyes now.

CLYDE:

(playing along with her)

No, you first.

BONNIE:

One for the money.

CLYDE:

Two for the show.

BONNIE:

Three to get ready-

CLYDE & BONNIE

Four to Go.

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As they approach four we should feel that somehow when they

shut their eyes, they really will die. They shut them on

GO, and screen goes black.

EXT. PLATTE CITY MOTEL. NIGHT.

Ranged across the lawn are six police cars, loaded with

peace officers. Four men come out and, guns drawn, walk

cautiously over to the room on the right--BUCK and BLANCHE's.

INT. PLATTE CITY MOTEL. BUCK'S CABIN. NIGHT.

There is a knock on the door. They sit bolt upright in bed.

Before BUCK can say anything, BLANCHE puts her hand over his

mouth to shut him up.

BLANCHE:

(calling out)

The men are on the other side.

EXT. PLATTE CITY MOTEL. NIGHT.

The four lawmen, among them the DEPUTY from the cafe, edge

their way across the lawn, past the first garage, past the

second. Before they reach the door of BONNIE and CLYDE's

cabin, the window smashes and there are blasts of gunfire.

One cop is hit and falls, the others run back to the cars

for cover. BONNIE and C.W. are at the window, firing

steadily.

CLYDE--running into the garage to get the car. They must

escape. All they can do is escape, and all they have is

that one car in the closed garage.

Outside. Two of the lawmen fall to the ground, shot. As

the remaining two run back for cover, we see a blinding

light rolling up in a space between the six cars. It is an

armored truck, with mounted guns and and spotlight, advancing

toward the cabin.

Inside the armored truck. Two men in the seat. Sounds of

gunshots coming from everywhere, piercing light. From

inside the truck, we suddenly see the windshield shattered

from bullets fired by BONNIE and C.W. The driver is hit,

and he slumps over the wheel. His body hits the horn, which

starts blasting and continues throughout the battle. The

other man, quickly, ducks under the dashboard for protection.

Inside the garage. CLYDE standing by the car. He holds the

Browning Automatic. The garage door is shaking from the

impact of bullets, shattering. His gun already firing

(automatic clip) before he gets there. CLYDE in a crouch

runs to the garage door, flings it up, and runs back inside

the car. Now the door is open and he can get the car out.

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One hand on the wheel, one hand shooting, he rolls the car

out onto the driveway. The battle is raging from all sides.

EXT. STREET.

The car stops. CLYDE keeps shooting. The door of the cabin

flies open and BONNIE and C.W. come charging out, guns

blazing away. C.W. fires the Thompson sub-machine gun,

BONNIE fires two pistols with automatic clips. They run in

a crouch, tryingto get inside the car in front of their door.

They make it.

Camera pans across the motel to the other door. It opens,

BUCK and BLANCHE come out, holding a double bed mattress in

front of them for protection. This makes their running

awkward--the mattress is heavy. BLANCHE carries the front

end, BUCK the back with one hand, the other firing his gun.

They get halfway to the car and then BUCK is hit, shot in

the head. He falls to the ground; BLANCHE and the mattress

fall too since she has lost balance. Both are under the

mattress.

CLYDE dashes out of the car and drags BUCK into the back

seat. BLANCHE follows, hysterical. All guns on all sides

are still firing. They fling themselves into the car and

from a standing start, the car starts out at 60 mph down the

driveway. One of the lawmen stands blocking the way with a

double-barrele rifle, but the car keeps coming, about to run

him down. He jumps out of the way and fires at the side.

The glass cracks and we see BLANCHE fling a hand to her

face, which is bloody. A piece of glass has lodged in her

eye. We hear her scream. The horn is still blasting.

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