Bonnie and Clyde Page #5

EXT. GROCERY STORE. DAY.

BONNIE sees CLYDE and the BUTCHER holding his legs. She is

terrified. CLYDE drags him out on the street. The BUTCHER

won't let go. CLYDE, in real panic, aims the gun at his

head and fires. Click. Out of bullets. In blind fury, he

pistol-whips the BUTCHER's head with two terrific swipes.

Finally the BUTCHER lets go. Hysterical, CLYDE jumps away

and leaps into the car on the other side. BONNIE still at

the wheel.

CLYDE:

Get the hell out of here!

They drive-off at top speed.

22.

INT. CAR. DAY.

CLYDE is shaken. He speaks haltingly, panting; trying to

get control of himself.

CLYDE:

Damn him, that big son of a b*tch...

He tried to kill me... I ain't got

eyes in back of my head... I didn't

want to hurt him. It wasn't a real

robbery... Some food and a little

bit of dough. I'm not against him.

Damn!

EXT. SPEEDING CAR. DAY.

The car is speeding down an open road. Suddenly it begins

to buck and cough. There is something wrong with the motor.

CLOSE SHOT. C.W. MOSS. EXT. FILLING STATION.

His cherubic cheeks are puffed up as he blows into the fuel

lines of CLYDE's car. There is a distinctly flat sound.

Reaction:
CLYDE and BONNIE. CLYDE stands by the hood.

BONNIE remains seated in the car. CLYDE is covered with

sweat and grease--clearly he has gotten in his licks on the

engine without success. Neither he nor BONNIE seems

impressed by the noise C.W. is making.

Another angle. C.W.--as he screws back the fuel line and

moves between BONNIE and CLYDE to the ignition, turning the

engine over. It purrs beautifully. CLYDE is astonished.

CLYDE:

What was wrong, anyway?

C.W.

(moving back to screw

on gas cap)

Air bubble--clogged the fuel line.

C.W. now stands between BONNIE and CLYDE.

C.W.

(continuing)

I just blowed her away.

CLYDE still can't get over it.

CLYDE:

You just blowed it away.

C.W. belches. He is embarrassed before BONNIE.

23.

C.W.

'Scuse me, ma'm... Anythin' else I

can do for you?

CLYDE nods vigorously, looking across C.W.'s back to BONNIE.

BONNIE gets the message.

BONNIE:

Well...I'm not sure...

(she looks around)

Say, them little red things there

stickin' up? Are they gas pumps?

C.W.

(he's not too bright)

Sure.

BONNIE:

Isn't that interesting? How does

that there gasoline get in my

little old car?

C.W.

(trying to be helpful)

Well, y'see, there's this tank

underground, and the gas comes up

this tube into the pump and into

your car, M'am.

BONNIE:

My, you're a smart fellow. You

sure know a lot about automobiles,

don't you?

C.W.

(he has no idea he's

being toyed with)

Yeah, I do.

BONNIE:

Well, would you know what kind of a

car this is?

C.W.

(touching it)

Yeah, it's a Chevrolet 8-cylinder

coupe.

BONNIE:

No, no.

C.W.

Sure it is.

24.

BONNIE:

No, this is a stolen Chevrolet 8cylinder

coupe.

C.W. jerks his hand off it as if he touched a hot stove.

CLYDE:

(getting in the conversation)

You ain't scared, are you?

(to Bonnie)

I believe he is. What a pity. We

sure coulda used a smart boy who

knows such a great deal about

automobiles.

(suddenly businesslike,

to C.W.)

You a good driver, boy?

C.W.

(getting quite confused)

I guess so.

CLYDE:

(pretending to cool

on him)

No, I don't think so. He's better

off here...

BONNIE:

What's your name, boy?

C.W.

C.W. Moss.

BONNIE:

What's the C.W. for?

C.W.

(reluctantly)

Clarence Wallace.

BONNIE:

I'm Miss Bonnie Parker and this is

Mr. Clyde Barrow. We... rob...

banks.

(C.W. reacts with

wide eyes)

CLYDE:

(swiftly, testing his mettle)

Ain't nothing wrong with that, is

there, boy?

25.

C.W.

(nervously)

Uh, nope-

BONNIE:

(with a put-on sigh)

No, he ain't the one.

CLYDE:

Unless, Boy, you think you got

enough guts for our line of work?

C.W.

(affronted in his

dumb way)

What do you mean? I served a year

in the reform school.

BONNIE:

Oh, a man with a record!

CLYDE:

(laughs)

Now look here, I know you got the

nerve to short-change old ladies

who come in for gas, but what I'm

askin' you is have you got what it

takes to pull bank jobs with us?

BONNIE:

Mr. C.W. Moss?

C.W.

(anxious to prove himself)

Sure, I could. Sure I could. I

ain't scared, if that's what you

think.

CLYDE:

Prove it.

C.W. walks away from the car. Camera remains where it was.

We see him walk inside the gas station office, open the cash

drawer, close it and come out. He emerges with a fistful of

money. He walks over to BONNIE's window, sticks his hand

inside and drops the money on her lap. We see the bills

flutter down. Not a word is spoken. BONNIE moves over into

the middle. C.W. opens the door and gets in behind the

wheel. For a moment we see them all sitting there, each

smiling their little smile. CLYDE starts to hum a hillbilly

tune quietly. The sound track picks it up (banjo and

violin, etc.) and as the music swells, they drive off down

the road.

26.

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM. DAY.

A small room with a bed. On it, covered by a sheet which

humps like a mountain over his enormous stomach, is the

BUTCHER. His head is propped up on a pillow and he sips a

liquid through a bent glass straw. Camera is on the left

side of the head of the bed, seeing the BUTCHER in a three-

quarter profile. On the opposite side of the bed stands a

uniformed patrolman who is in the act of flashing mug-shot

photos for the BUTCHER to identify his assailant. The

lawman holds a stack of them in front of them, swiftly

changing the cards like a grade-school teacher with her

flash cards. At each picture, the BUTCHER grunts negatively

and goes on sipping from his glass straw. One picture, two,

three go by. The fourth picture is a mug shot of CLYDE.

Again the BUTCHER grunts 'no,' without hesitation. As the

next picture comes into view, we

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. MOTEL. NIGHT.

--on a painted wooden sign, lit by one attached light, which

reads:
"MOTOR COURT".

INT. ROOM IN MOTOR COURT. NIGHT.

--in darkness. Camera is close on BONNIE. She is awake and

restless. O.S. comes the measured snoring that we will

think comes from CLYDE. BONNIE raises up and kneels over

Clyde. She needs him. Clyde seems to snore on. Camera

drops between them and we see that the snoring actually

comes from C.W. BONNIE drops back on her pillow. We cut

close on CLYDE. He is awake.

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