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COP #1

It's all right, sir.

COP #2

No big deal.

CAESAR:

Hey, can I get you guys a beer?

COP #1

Not on duty, sorry.

CAESAR:

Oh, right.

COP #2

But, uh, would you mind if I used

your bathroom?

Caesar's face tightens.

CAESAR:

Yeah, why not? It's right there.

COP #2

Thanks.

He heads for the john.

Violet watches Caesar back up to the bar, moving behind it.

CAESAR:

I'm going to make myself a drink, if

that's okay?

COP #1

Go right ahead, sir.

INT. BATHROOM NIGHT

Cop #2 enters, walking right past the shower curtain. We

hear his sigh as he starts to piss.

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Cop #1 walks onto the rug, looking around, turning to Violet.

COP #1

This is a beautiful place.

VIOLET:

... thank you.

She stares at his shoes on the rug.

Watching everything, Caesar takes a sip of his drink. He

slips his gun out and holds it at his side.

INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT

There is a bulge in the shower curtain where we imagine

Johnnie's arm is hanging.

Slowly we slide down to the bottom edge of the plastic

curtain, where a drip of blood forms and --

Plips into a small red spot on the white tile floor.

INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Close on the heel of the cop's black shoe, where we can almost

see the blood seeping up through the oriental rug.

COP #1

Is this a condo?

Violet nods.

Everyone turns when Cop #2 busts out of the bathroom.

COP #2

Okay, let's roll.

Cop #1 walks across the rug to the hardwood floor. He turns

to Caesar.

COP #1

Try to keep the extra batteries for

your aid around.

CAESAR:

Good idea.

INT. EMPTY APARTMENT - NIGHT

Corky hears the cop say goodbye to Violet. The door closes.

She isn't sure what she should do.

Over her shoulder, she notes the bucket of paint. She lets

the cops leave.

INT. CAESAR'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Caesar puts on a new shirt, the gun stuffed in his pants.

CAESAR:

Let's go.

INT. EMPTY APARTMENT - NIGHT

Corky rises at the sound of Caesar's door closing.

We track her along the wall to the foyer as she follows the

faint sounds of Caesar and Violet's footsteps.

INT. HALL - NIGHT

As they pass by, Violet looks up to the door of the empty

apartment, straight at the peephole.

INT. EMPTY APARTMENT Corky is pressed against the door, eye

at the peephole.

She sees that Violet is afraid as the two women seem to speak

to each other with their eyes.

CORKY:

... sh*t.

EXT. PARKING LOT - NIGHT

Caesar is on his knees, searching under the seats of Johnnie's

Mercedes. Unable to find the money, he is ready to snap.

From the main doors, Corky slips out of the building. Hiding

behind a column, she sees Violet and Caesar across the lot.

Corky moves behind the parked cars, the gun squeezed in her

hand.

Violet edges away, on the verge of running, looking toward

the busy street.

Standing, Caesar pounds on the car.

CAESAR:

F***! F***! F***!

VIOLET:

Caesar, someone could see us out

here.

Ignoring her, be tries to think.

CAESAR:

Get in.

Still too far from them to do anytbing, Corky sees Caesar

slam the trunk.

CAESAR:

Get in! It's got to be at his house.

That's the only other place it could

be.

Violet looks around the lot, looking for some way out.

CAESAR:

Violet! Now!

Corky can only watch as Violet gets in and the car rips away.

INT. EMPTY APARTMENT - NIGHT

Alone, Corky stands over the bucket of paint. She kicks it

with her boot-toe.

CORKY:

Two million dollars, Cork ... Two

million dollars ...

She sighs, wondering how long she can make herself wait.

EXT. JOHNNIE'S BROWNSTONE - NIGHT

The BMW is parked in front.

INT.JOHNNIE'S BROWNSTONE - NIGHT

Close on Caesar, as he rakes his sweaty hair back, his face

knotted in torment.

CAESAR:

Okay, I come in ...

He turns as if he just came in through the front door.

We see Johnnie's home has been laid to waste. The furniture

is broken, cushions split open, pictures shattered, holes

punched in the drywall -- even the carpeting has been torn

up.

Caesar doesn't look much better.

CAESAR:

I've got the money ...

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