Bounty Killer Page #3
What are you stopping for, man?
We gotta go!
JACK:
Great, she's not dead.Can we go, please?
Can't have you following me,
fender bunny.
Doo, doo-wah
Doo, doo-wah
Doo, doo-wah
Doo-wah
Handsome
Ah, so handsome
Gentle and sweet
Knocks me off my feet
Every time I see him
Handsome
Handsome man
Doo, doo-wah
I don't even know his name
I don't know where he lives
But he's still to blame...
MAN:
Mr. Sterling, sir.I'll be with you in a minute.
[ man groans ]
Ah, so handsome
[ gunshot ]
- Gentle and sweet
- [ chuckles ]
Knocks me off my feet
Every time I see him
- [ groans ]
- Handsome
Sir, Mr. - [ groans ]
How many times have I told you
the importance
of maintaining our appearance?
We had the bounty killers
surrounded-
Give me the bottom line,
Mr. Elliott.
Where is Gorman now?
Mary Death said they're
going to the Council.
Mary Death?
Mary Death.
- [ telephone rings ]
God.
Excuse me a minute.
- [ ring ]
[ groans ]
[ whines ]
STERLING:
Yes, Catherine?
Tell me our progress.
STERLING:
Well, we hit a snag.
Mary Death showed up
and ruined our plan.
Now the bounty killers
are headed for the Council.
CATHERINE:
This is disturbing news, Mr. Sterling.
The board is losing
their patience with you.
[ Elliott groaning ]
What is that horrible noise?
[ groans stop ]
My apologies for the interruption.
Finish the job, Mr. Sterling.
Any more hiccups,
and we will have no choice
but to terminate you.
Am I clear?
Yes, ma'am.
[ whines, beeps ]
[ sighs ]
We gotta get back to it,
act like nothing happened
and keep the killing alive.
DRIFTER:
I'll understand if you want to quit.
JACK:
I don't believe any of this.
I've followed you for years.
You're the best bounty killer we got.
And now all the others
are gunning for me.
It's too dangerous for you, kid.
No. You took a chance on me.
I'm taking one on you.
So I am with you till the end,
always on your left.
So how are we gonna get there?
Nobody knows where it is.
DRIFTER:
I'll figure it out.
We'll just have to get
across the Badlands first.
- The Badlands?
- Quiet.
What is that?
Kill the lights.
Kill the lights.
JACK:
What is it?Gypsies.
F***! Gypsies?
We're dead!
- Calm down.
Calm down?
Bounty killer's another thing,
but gypsies?
Throat-ripping, village-raping gypsies?
You get down.
- How down?
- Shh.
They probably got scouts
all around here.
[ drums playing ]
Is that Mocha Sujata?
That's the gypsy queen.
They say every outsider
who sees her gets killed.
DRIFTER:
Yeah, well,you better get her autograph
before she slits your throat.
I don't want her autograph.
What are you doing
this far west, bounty killer?
Only those that want to cross
the Badlands come out this far.
DRIFTER:
We're trying to find San Dalloosa.
I hear it's bingo night.
[ whooping ]
Where's the girl?
What are you talking about?
Don't play smart with me.
A gypsy girl named Nuri
escaped our camp many years ago.
She killed my king.
Well, good for her.
[ whooping ]
She escaped to look for you.
She mentioned the name Drifter.
[ sighs ]
Well, maybe she was a fan.
[ chuckles ]
- Ponka!
[ laughter ]
[ groans ]
Well, that might
get you somewhere.
[ chuckles ]
[ groans ]
[ whooping ]
Now...
where are you hiding the girl?
F*** off.
[ groans ] F***!
Aah! Why?
[ whooping ]
Where's Nuri?
No more games.
You know where
this Nuri chick is?
Can I suggest you start-
[ whooping ]
Where is she?
- Yeah!
- [ cheering ]
JACK:
I hate gypsies.
[ spits ]
Yeah. Me, too, kid.
- [ grunts ]
- Sh*t! Sh*t!
Sh*t! Sh*t!
They're gonna eat us!
Will you keep your voice down?
I'm not gonna keep
my voice down!
They're gypsies!
That's what they do. They eat people!
Jack, they're not gonna eat anyone.
It's just a myth they spread
to scare people, okay?
I think.
- What?
[ groans ]
I'm so fat.
Oh, they're gonna love me.
I'm so marbled.
I'm not gonna let anyone
eat you, all right?
We still got a few hours
till daylight.
Wait. What?
You got an escape plan?
I'm working on it.
Besides, the way they're going
to that roach liquor,
they'll be worse for wear
in the morning.
That's your escape plan,
is that they have hangovers?
Yes.
Have you got a better one?
No, but at least mine
can't be undone with aspirin.
Just please tell me
that you don't know
this gypsy girl
that they're looking for.
[ sighs ]
It's Mary Death.
What?
- It's Mary Death.
- What?
Told you Mary Death!
It can't be Mary Death.
She's not even a gypsy.
Why are you risking our lives
for a woman trying to kill us?!
Shh. It's complicated.
What's so complicated about it?!
Because it's a woman.
They're all complicated.
JACK:
You love her, don't you?
Don't you?
Sh*t!
Now, if you got a women...
WOMAN:
Oh, yeah.
I first met Mary many years ago
when she tracked me
to the Thirsty Beaver,
a warehouse where bounty killers
could train all day
and at night share a stiff drink
with one of Lucille's
famous beaver girls.
I know a good woman
can mean a good man's doubt
Ain't that right?
[ muffled music continues ]
Ain't that right?
[ wind whistling ]
[ fading ]
Ain't that right?
[ gasps ]
Get out.
- Come on.
- Come on.
Let's go.
I didn't order a gypsy.
Where are the girls?
You have a blade
against your throat,
and all you're worried
about are those whores?
Well, yeah.
Paid for all night.
Who are you?
The gypsies call me Nuri.
They'd have my head
if they knew I was here.
You escaped?
They say you're the best bounty killer
in the Thrice Burned Lands.
I need you to train me.
Why don't you get
one of your clown-faced
boyfriends to train you?
[ growls ] They've given up
on the world.
They just want to burn it
further into oblivion.
You're setting things right
and actually making
a difference here.
You tracked me here,
and that means you got talent.
[ hisses ]
Get off.
[ laughs ]
A lot of spunk, too.
Oh, this is gonna be interesting.
[ screaming ]
[ laughter ]
Always expect the unexpected.
DRIFTER:
She fearlessly took onevery challenge.
I was hard on her.
I mean, you have to be.
You didn't say you
were using live rounds.
Must have slipped my mind.
DRIFTER:
She was a fast learner.
Anything short of perfection
wasn't good enough.
She had to be the best.
[ ding ]
Humph.
- [ laughter ]
- Nice.
I didn't know you were
doing the whole course.
Must have slipped my mind.
[ piano playing ]
[ overlapping conversations ]
[ orchestra playing ]
DRIFTER:
It wasn't longbefore I started bringing her on jobs.
[ grunts ]
Not bad.
You can threaten me
all you like, love,
but half bounty is all
you're gonna get.
You'd be well advised to teach
that dodgy bint some manners.
Ahh! That merchant is a crook!
It's an unspoken agreement we have.
They skim a little bit off top
in exchange
for some information, okay?
No. Deal, nothing. When I'm on my own,
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