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It takes only a second and the first lock pops open.

She is working on the other lock when the door is pushed

open and Caesar walks in.

Corky drops down, grasping for her gun --

As Caesar, wearing only underwear, enters. He blows on the

drying polish on his fingernails before delicately selecting

a suit from his closet.

The gun ready, Corky, pressed against the desk, waits until

he leaves.

She lets her breath out, then pops the second lock, unzips

the black duffel bag and quickly empties the case, filling

the bag with fat money bricks.

CORKY (V.O.)

I'm going to need something ...

Finished, she zips up the bag and looks about.

CORKY (V.O.)

... to fill the case.

Sbe sees a stack of newspapers hidden near the desk.

CORKY (V.O.)

Yeah, you should hide it near the

desk before you leave.

She fills the case, then closes it.

CORKY (V.O.)

At that point --

She thumbs the locks shut and they snap, unnaturally loud,

into place.

INT. CORKY'S APARTMENT - DAY

They are both on the bed.

CORKY:

There is no going back.

VIOLET:

When I get the Scotch, how do I know

you won't take off?

CORKY:

The same way I'll know that you went

to Scotch. Trust.

Their faces are close, eyes still trying to read each other.

VIOLET:

I still don't see how I'm going to

get clean with the money in the

apartment. Everyone will think I

did it.

CORKY:

Not Caesar.

VIOLET:

Why?

CORKY:

Because of what you are going to

tell him. You have to make it as

real as you can. The moment you

open the door with the Scotch in

your hand, you will be covered, and

that moment is the most important

moment in the plan.

INT. CAESAR'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

The door bursts open. Violet enters quickly, carrying a

bottle in a thin brown bag.

CORKY (V.O.)

If it's real enough, he'll believe

it, because deep down he'll want to.

VIOLET:

C! Sh*t, I'm sorry!

Caesar wanders out, tightening his tie. She looks at her

watch.

VIOLET:

They were early.

CAESAR:

What are you talking about?

VIOLET:

They just left, didn't they?

CAESAR:

What are you, drunk?

He smiles, grabbing the bottle from her.

VIOLET:

You mean they weren't up here?

CAESAR:

No! They're still on their way.

VIOLET:

That doesn't make any sense.

CAESAR:

Why?

VIOLET:

Because I just saw Johnnie downstairs.

Caesar turns.

CAESAR:

What?

VIOLET:

I was getting out of the car when I

saw him in the Mercedes.

CAESAR:

It couldn't have been.

VIOLET:

It was him. I'm positive.

CAESAR:

It's impossible!

VIOLET:

Caesar, I know Johnnie. It was him.

I screamed when I saw him. I couldn't

believe I missed them. I knew you

were going to be upset so I thought

I'd apologize and give Gino the

Scotch. I honked a couple of times

but he didn't stop.

She watches him, her words caving in around him.

CAESAR:

But Gino's plane doesn't get in for

another half-hour.

Violet thinks.

VIOLET:

Actually, I didn't see Gino in the

car.

His eyes dart. His forehead beads with sweat. He turns

toward the office.

INT. CORKY'S APARTMENT - DAY

Violet is staring at Corky's mouth.

CORKY:

If Caesar hates Johnnie like you

say, then the second he opens the

case he'll know, in his gut, that

Johnnie just f***ed him. He'll

realize that he has no choice. He

can't touch Gino or Johnnie. There's

only one way out.

She pauses.

CORKY:

He'll have to run.

VIOLET:

If he runs, everyone will assume he

took the money.

CORKY:

You'll be clean and we'll be rich.

INT. OFFICE - NIGHT

Caesar stands over the desk, afraid to open the case.

INT. CORKY'S APARTMENT - DAY

VIOLET:

Jesus, that's beautiful.

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