Bottle Rocket Page #5

BOB:

That's too bad.

DIGNAN:

(nods)

You know, when somebody gets

electrocuted, their skin starts

smoking. At least Swifty's did.

INT. CAR. NIGHT

Anthony, Dignan, and Bob are sitting in Bob's car, parked in

the dark. Bob's at the wheel. Anthony and Dignan are in the

back. Anthony has on a dark blue ski cap. Dignan's wearing a

baseball cap with the brim pulled down low. He puts a piece

of adhesive tape across his nose and hands the roll to

Anthony.

BOB:

What are you doing?

DIGNAN:

I'm putting a piece of tape on my

nose.

Anthony tapes his nose. They stare out the windshield. The

alarm on Dignan's digital watch goes off.

DIGNAN:

(immediately, dead serious)

Let's get lucky.

EXT/INT. BOOKSTORE. NIGHT

Anthony and Dignan walk through the shadows in front of a

huge bookstore. The lights are on inside. They watch for a

minute and then go to the front door. Dignan hides behind a

post. Anthony knocks on the glass. An EMPLOYEE appears.

ANTHONY:

I left my sweater inside.

The employee shakes his head. He can't hear through the glass.

ANTHONY:

Do you have a lost and found?

The employee unlocks the door and opens it an inch.

EMPLOYEE:

We're closed.

ANTHONY:

I left my sweater in there.

EMPLOYEE:

Oh. I see. Come on in.

Anthony goes inside. Dignan comes out from behind the post.

EMPLOYEE:

We're closed, sir.

DIGNAN:

Where's that guy going?

EMPLOYEE:

He left his sweater.

DIGNAN:

Well, I left some money in there.

EMPLOYEE:

Where?

DIGNAN:

(pulls out the gun)

In the cash relister. Step away

from the door.

Dignan goes in. They walk through the store.

ANTHONY:

Where's the manager?

DIGNAN:

Where's the other stocker?

ANTHONY:

There's another stocker, right?

DIGNAN:

We know there's another stocker.

EMPLOYEE:

Rob?

Dignan points the gun at the employee.

DIGNAN:

Where is he? Where is Rob?

EMPLOYEE:

I don't know. Maybe in literature.

That's his section.

DIGNAN:

You got that?

ANTHONY:

Sure. Literature. The classics.

The MANAGER is locking the door of his office.

ANTHONY:

Is that the manager?

DIGNAN:

(to manager)

Unlock that door.

(to Anthony)

Check the aisles.

Anthony starts walking through the store, checking down each

aisle. He picks up a copy of The Air War on Hitler's Germany

and takes it with him. He goes through literature and sees

ROB in travel, kneeling in front of a low shelf with a

carton of books beside him.

ANTHONY:

Rob?

ROB:

(looks up, a little puzzled)

Uh-huh?

ANTHONY:

Why aren't you in literature?

ROB:

(hesitates)

It's all full up.

Dignan is in the office with the manager and the first

employee. He's pointing at a drawer.

DIGNAN:

Open it up.

The manager opens it. It's full of office supplies.

DIGNAN:

OK. Open the other. Let's go.

The manager opens the other drawer. It's full of cash.

Dignan looks at the manager. He looks back at the cash.

DIGNAN:

Put it in one of those.

Dignan points at some bookstore bags. The manager picks up a

little one and starts to put the money in it.

DIGNAN:

A bigger one, you idiot.

MANAGER:

(glares at Dignan)

Don't call me an idiot, you punk.

DIGNAN:

I'm sorry. But that bag's too small.

CUT TO:

Anthony waiting outside the office door. Rob, the first

employee, and the manager are sitting against the wall in

the office. The manager's got an intense, angry look on his

face, staring at Dignan. Dignan hands Anthony five little

bags full of money and starts to close the office door.

DIGNAN:

OK, guys. Just...Sit tight.

Dignan closes the door.

INT. CAR. NIGHT

Anthony and Dignan jump into the car.

DIGNAN:

Go. Go. Drive slow.

Bob drives. Pretty slow. Anthony and Dignan keep looking

back out the rear window. They're nervous. Nobody says

anything for a block or two.

BOB:

What happened?

DIGNAN:

Shhh. Slow down, Bob. Drive natural.

BOB:

This is natural.

DIGNAN:

(looks at speedometer)

That's good. Keep it at forty.

BOB:

Did we get it?

DIGNAN:

Be cool, Bob. Be cool.

(quickly)

Make that light.

They keep driving. Breathing hard.

ANTHONY:

Holy sh*t.

DIGNAN:

We got it. We got it.

BOB:

How much is there?

DIGNAN:

Don't count it.

EXT. HAMBURGER PLACE. NIGHT

A picnic table in front of a hamburger place. Dignan is

standing up with his drink in his hand.

BOB:

Was Dignan screaming like, Get me a

bag!

DIGNAN:

No. I was calm.

ANTHONY:

What about what that guy said?

DIGNAN:

Oh, sh*t. That was scary. In the

middle of the robbery. The manager

looks at me. Right in the eye. And

goes, I'm going to remember you.

BOB:

Are you serious?

ANTHONY:

Yeah. He said that.

DIGNAN:

I swear to God. In a very quiet

voice.

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