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He starts walking toward Caesar. Roy moves around for a
good angle.
CAESAR:
Sit down, Gino!
GINO:
No, Caesar, gimme the gun.
CAESAR:
Stay away!
He backs up as Gino walks straight to him.
GINO:
We're family, Caesar.
CAESAR:
No!
GINO:
Gimme the gun.
CAESAR:
I can't. I can't.
GINO:
Give it to me.
He reaches up and takes bold of the barrel. Caesar looks
resigned as he shuts his eyes.
GINO:
Good man.
Close on Gino's hand holding the gun barrel as --
Caesar fires.
From behind the gun we watch Gino's grip yanked free, time
melting away as he falls, blood bubbling from his chest, his
eyes wide in disbelief.
His body hits the floor and the room erupts.
Roy dives, drawing his gun as Caesar continues to fire,
pumping the trigger.
Violet drops behind the bar as Jobnnie screams, falling
towards his father.
Blood spurts from Roy as two bullets hit, his gun clattering
and sliding across the floor.
Johnnie lunges at Caesar as Caesar turns and fires, hitting
Johnnie everywhere; blood and meat spray and speckle
everything around him.
INT. EMPTY APARTMENT - NIGHT
The gun continues to fire as Corky clutches the phone,
whispering.
CORKY:
This is an emergency!
INT. CAESAR'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Crunched down behind the bar, Violet listens to the only
sound, repeating in the unnatural quiet:
Click. Click.
Click.
Rising, she peers over the edge of the bar.
Caesar is standing in the aftermath. His gun is still aimed
at Johnnie as he pulls the trigger over and over.
The bodies are still, blood silently pooling around them.
Blinking the sweat from his eyes, Caesar sees Violet.
CAESAR:
I had to do it, Violet. You saw it.
I had no choice. It was Johnnie.
That lying f***. He made me do it.
He looks down at Jobnnie, hate rising like bile.
CAESAR:
You lying rat-f***. You think you
can set me up? Is that what you
think? You stupid f***.
Kicking the body, be causes a series of sickening wet noises.
CAESAR:
I'm a dead man? I'm a dead man?
Guess again, f***-face. Who's dead?
Who's the dead lying rat-f***? Take
another guess, take another f***ing
guess!
He stops, panting, unable to catch his breath. Violet is
afraid to even look at him.
Blood creeps along the edge of the floorboards.
Caesar tries to clear his head, mopping the sweat from his
face. He bends down and starts searching Johnnie's pockets.
He finds his keys.
VIOLET:
What are you doing?
Lost in thought, he goes to Gino. Throwing open the coat,
he sees the airplane ticket. There is a bullet hole in it.
He checks the times and then his watch.
CAESAR:
... maybe three hours.
VIOLET:
Caesar, what are you going to do?
CAESAR:
What do you think we're going to do?
We have to find the money.
VIOLET:
What?
CAESAR:
Once we have the money, then none of
this ever happened.
VIOLET:
Caesar, you just killed Gino Marzzone.
CAESAR:
No I didn't. Not if his body
disappears and not if the money is
still here. Then they never showed
up.
VIOLET:
What happened to them?
CAESAR:
I don't know. We may never know,
but I'm going to guess it was a job,
maybe the Karpoli family.
He smiles.
CAESAR:
All part of the business.
He picks up Roy's gun and stuffs it in his belt.
CAESAR:
We just got to find the money. Once
we do, everything is going to be all
right.
In the distance, the wail of a police siren can be heard.
Through the window they see a squad car, lights blaring,
roll up in front of the building.
INT. CAESAR'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
VIOLET:
Oh, no.
He turns back to the carnage.
CAESAR:
F***.
VIOLET:
Caesar, what are we going to do?
CAESAR:
They're just cops. Stall them as
long as you can.
Caesar flies into action.
Grunting, he hauls Gino's body up, drags it to the bathroom
and throws it into the tub. He returns for Johnnie's body.
INT. EMPTY APARTMENT - NIGHT
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