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VIOLET:

Caesar, you don't know sh*t.

Violet fires --

The bullet hits Caesar in the shoulder, knocking him off

balance. Another doubles him over as blood speckles the

pool of paint.

She empties the gun into him. His body arcs back, falling,

splashing into the paint.

Caesar's blood bubbles out bright red against the glistening

white.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. CAESAR'S APARTMENT - DAY

It is empty and clean. In the bedroom, only a few hangers

are left dangling in the open closet.

EXT. PARKING LOT - DAY

Mickey is standing with Violet, next to his Lincoln Town

Car.

VIOLET:

I will never understand it, Mickey.

You didn't even call the police.

MICKEY:

I told you, the family doesn't want

the police around. We want to take

care of it ourselves and we will.

I'll find him. I swear I will.

VIOLET:

I know you will.

MICKEY:

Sure you're going to be okay? I

mean, if you're having second

thoughts, my offer still stands.

VIOLET:

Thanks, Mickey, but I need to get

out, you know? Get away from all of

this.

Mickey nods.

VIOLET:

But thanks. Thanks for everything.

She hugs him and he kisses her. Then he gets in his car.

Violet watches him drive away and knows that she is free.

EXT. CORKY'S APARTMENT

Corky sitting on stoop, patient, like a rock.

She looks up as she hears high heels, and smiles at --

Violet standing there, new outfit.

Corky stands in front of her.

CORKY:

Hey.

VIOLET:

Hey.

CORKY:

How'd it go?

VIOLET:

I'm here, aren't I?

Corky nods.

CORKY:

I guess we should get out of here.

Violet nods.

Corky digs out alarm keys, aims, fires. Violet turns, looks.

New truck.

Violet turns to Corky, eyebrow cocked.

CORKY:

Thought we might need a getaway car.

Smiles, they get in.

INT. TRUCK

Corky admires truck.

CORKY:

You know what the difference is

between us, Violet?

VIOLET:

No.

CORKY:

... Me neither.

Lean for kiss, as dolly in.

Guns engine.

Zoom.

THE END:

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