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THEO:
How about "later?"
She kisses him with an open mouth. He accepts the kiss but
gives absolutely nothing back.
THEO:
What's really on your wicked
little mind?
LENORE:
The cop in the trunk -- he could
still be alive.
THEO:
That's a reasonable possibility.
LENORE:
He might've heard everything we
said in the car.
THEO:
What's your point?
LENORE:
We can't leave him to repeat
anything.
THEO:
Which one of us is elected to do
the deed?
LENORE:
You're the man with the gun.
THEO:
Naturally.
LENORE:
Naturally.
THEO:
Maybe your friends already
accomplished that chore for us.
LENORE:
Only one way to find out.
Camera follows them as they cross towards the parked vehicle.
The trunk is facing them -- with its two bullet holes quite
evident.
He tosses her the keys.
THEO:
Unlock it.
Lenore inserts the key in the trunk and steps back as the
trunk pops open.
THEIR POV - the L.A.P.D. officer is alive and unhurt as he
squints up at them. The burst of sunlight bothers his eyes
but the bullets have missed him entirely.
WIDER ANGLE:
THEO:
Come on, Grillo, climb out.
Officer Grillo doesn't speak. He looks from Theo with the
gun to the pretty woman that accompanies him.
LENORE:
(to Theo)
What are you waiting for?
The cop obediently climbs out of the trunk. He moves
slowly, with great effort. Being cramped up in there has
been painful.
GRILLO:
Lady, don't let him do it!
THEO:
You got it wrong. I'm the one
that's on your side.
GRILLO:
You almost brain me and lock me in
a f***ing trunk and you're on my
side? You stupid f***!
LENORE:
He's seen both of us now.
GRILLO:
Look, I've got a wife. I don't
care if either of you ever get
caught.
LENORE:
What else did you expect him to
say? Do it, Theo -- or give me
the gun.
THEO:
I'm going to cuff you and leave
you in that house. It may take
awhile but you'll be found after
we're long gone.
LENORE:
That's not good enough.
THEO:
That's how it's going to be.
At that moment the cell phone in Theo's pocket rings.
THEO:
Nels reporting in.
(to cop)
Sit down where you are. Arms
folded.
GRILLO:
Yes sir.
Theo answers the phone.
THEO:
Yeah?
NELSON (V.O.)
I just strolled out of the
emergency room while they were
admitting Rodriego.
THEO:
You couldn't be calling at a worse
time, Nels.
LENORE:
If he was here he'd know what to
do! Let me talk!
She reaches for the phone, he pulls it away.
THEO:
I'm handling it.
LENORE:
(shouting into
cellular which Theo
still holds)
He let the f***ing cop out -- but
he won't --
As Lenore distracts Theo for an instant Grillo tosses a
handful of dirt up into Theo's eyes.
At the same time Lenore makes a grab for the gun.
The cell phone is dropped as the three of them struggle over
the weapon.
NELSON (V.O.)
What the f***'s coming off?
The cop wrestles the gun from Theo's grasp -- then stumbles
backwards covering both of them.
Lenore breaks out into laughter -- like some kind of
uncontrollable release.
THEO:
Glad you're having a good time.
But she continues laughing. The cell phone lies in the dirt
halfway between them and Grillo.
Keeping the gun leveled on Theo, the cop crouches down and
picks up the phone. He speaks.
GRILLO:
Nels? You a**hole. You almost
nailed me inside that trunk.
Sh*t, that was close.
CLOSE SHOT - THEO
As the realization hits him. He wasn't wrong about the
officer after all. The cop was in on it just as Lenore
described on the phone.
WIDER SHOT:
NELSON (V.O.)
How the f*** would I know you were
in there?
Grillo turns to Lenore --
GRILLO:
It took you long enough to get my
ass out.
LENORE:
With all those holes Nels pumped
in I knew you wouldn't suffocate.
GRILLO:
You can tell she was really
worried about me.
Lenore walks over to the cop and plants a kiss on him as
Theo looks on -- a numbness rapidly overtaking him.
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