Bottle Rocket Page #18

They stand there another minute.

DIGNAN:

I'm sorry, Bob.

BOB:

That's OK.

ANTHONY:

(starting to laugh)

Sh*t, Dignan.

DIGNAN:

(smiles)

What the f*** are we doing out here?

ANTHONY:

I don't know, Dignan. You went crazy.

DIGNAN:

I'm sorry, Bob.

BOB:

That's OK.

DIGNAN:

Look. We want you on the job.

EXT. COUNTRY CLUB. DAY

The restaurant at Bob's country club, People are dressed for

golf and tennis. The waiters wear white jackets. and black

bow ties. The whole crew sits at a big table by the front

window.

MR. HENRY

Let me get this straight. You don't

play golf and you don't play tennis.

So why do you belong to a country

club?

BOB:

You got me.

MR. HENRY

(shakes his head)

You're a piece of work, Bob.

A black waiter about thirty-five, JACKSON, stops by the table.

JACKSON:

How you doing, Bob?

BOB:

Hey, Jackson. How's it going?

Jackson refills their water glasses.

JACKSON:

You keeping out of trouble?

BOB:

I'm trying.

JACKSON:

(looks at others at table)

This boy's a troublemaker. He used

to tear this place apart.

Mr. Henry laughs. Bob smiles sheepishly. Jackson stands

there for a minute looking around the room.

JACKSON:

Your brother was up here the other

day. He said you ran away from home.

BOB:

He said what?

JACKSON:

He said you ran away from home.

BOB:

No. I didn't run away. I went out

of town.

Jackson nods.

DIGNAN:

Bob.

Bob looks at Dignan. Dignan's looking across the room.

There's Future Man and his friend CLAY fresh from a round of

golf. They're standing on the other side of the room,

looking across at Bob. They're smiling. Jackson picks up two

empty plates and walks away. Future Man and CLAY walk to

Bob's table.

FUTURE MAN:

Fancy seeing you here, Bob.

BOB:

Yeah. Hey, Clay.

CLAY:

Hi, Bob.

FUTURE MAN:

(smiling)

So what's shaking?

BOB:

Nothing much.

Future Man looks at Anthony and Dignan. His smiles fades.

FUTURE MAN:

How's it going.

ANTHONY:

Fine, thanks.

Future Man looks at the rest of the crew. His smile comes

back. Mr. Henry smiles.

FUTURE MAN:

John Mapplethorpe.

(shaking hands with

crew across table)

How are you. Hi.

MR. HENRY

Good to know you, John.

BOB:

Jackson says you told him I ran

away from home.

Clay laughs. Future Man smiles.

FUTURE MAN:

I might have mentioned it.

BOB:

John, I'm twenty-six years old I

didn't run away from home.

FUTURE MAN:

I know, Bob. You were on a secret

mission.

BOB:

I'd appreciate it if you didn't go

around telling people lies about me.

FUTURE MAN:

Right. I'm sorry.

(looks at Clay)

You've got a reputation to think

about.

Clay smiles. Bob shakes his head. Mr. Henry stands up.

Everyone looks at him. He's got a cold but calm expression.

MR. HENRY

The world needs dreamers, son.

FUTURE MAN:

What?

MR. HENRY

The world needs dreamers. To

relieve the pain of consciousness.

Future Man nods. Pause. Mr. Henry doesn't sit down.

FUTURE MAN:

Well, we'll see you later, Bob.

MR. HENRY

Pleasure to meet you, John.

FUTURE MAN:

(hesitantly)

Nice to meet you.

Future Man and Clay walk away. Mr. Henry sits down.

MR. HENRY

I hope this doesn't offend you, Bob.

(looks closely at Bob)

Your brother is a cocksucker.

Bob smiles. They all smile.

BOB:

No. That doesn't offend me.

EXT. HINCKLEY COLD STORAGE. DAY

Dignan's hidden in some bushes, watching the Hinckley Cold

Storage building with binoculars. Anthony's crouched beside

him taking notes in a notebook.

DIGNAN:

OK. Man in blue jeans just left by

southwest door. He is entering a

white van. What time is it?

ANTHONY:

Eleven fifteen.

DIGNAN:

OK. Mark that down.

ANTHONY:

I did.

Dignan keeps watching through the binoculars. He suddenly

looks back at Anthony.

DIGNAN:

God. Isn't this great? Working on

the job. Got a wheel man. Got a

safecracker. Good friends with Mr.

Henry.

ANTHONY:

Yeah. It's pretty good.

DIGNAN:

It's like we've finally arrived.

Anthony nods. He's writing something.

DIGNAN:

What are you writing?

Anthony shows him a little flip cartoon of a guy pole

vaulting.

INT/EXT. PLANNING SEQUENCE. DAY

We see the team assembled around a table. They're drinking

coffee and looking at pictures, charts, maps, diagrams,

tools. Dignan passes out some walkie talkies.

They test out some smoke cannisters on the roof. Dignan

throws one down. They all run for cover.

Applejack and Dignan drive fast through a slalom course in a

deserted parking lot.

We see Kumar working on a safe. He wears a stethoscope and

listens to the tumblers. He turns the dial. Dignan is timing

him with a stopwatch.

Kumar opens the safe. He looks at Dignan. Dignan nods with a

serious expression on his face.

EXT. RAILROAD TRACKS. DAY

Anthony and Mr. Henry are jogging along railroad tracks in

the warehouse district. Anthony wears a blue T-shirt and

shorts. Mr. Henry looks like a boxer in grey sweats with the

hood up and a crisp white towel wrapped around his neck and

tucked into his sweat top. He's wearing black Chuck Taylors.

They've both got smooth running styles, though every twenty

yards or so Mr. Henry rolls his shoulders and gives a quick

flurry of punches. An older woman rides a bicycle across the

tracks. She's not pretty, but she's got a strong face.

Pioneer stock.

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