Crime Spree Page #10

MARCEL:

(confused)

Why would they want us to rob the Mafia?

SAMI:

(screaming)

WE'RE IN THE WRONG HOUSE, YOU F***IN'

IDIOT!

A beat. The three of them turn and look at Zammito. The

seriousness of the situation finally dawns on Marcel. He moves

over to Zammito and rips the tape off his mouth.

MARCEL:

Mr. Zammito, there seems to have been a

big mistake here. May I use your phone?

ZAMMITO:

Feel free.

Marcel picks up the cordless phone and dials.

QUICK CUT TO:

INT. BASTALDI'S BEDROOM - EARLY MORNING

Bastaldi removes a sleep mask and answers the phone.

BASTALDI:

Hello?

MARCEL (V.O.)

(in French)

It's Elvis...

BASTALDI:

Who?

MARCEL (V.O.)

(in French)

It's me...

BASTALDI:

Marcel?

CUT BACK TO:

INT. ZAMMITO'S BEDROOM -- NIGHT

Marcel continues his conversation.

MARCEL:

(in French)

Yes.

We went to the address we were given and

had to tie up the owner of the house who

turns out to be some Mafia guy.

BASTALDI (V.O.)

(in French)

You're there now?

MARCEL:

Oui.

BASTALDI:

(in French)

You're calling me on your cell phone,

right?

MARCEL:

No.

BASTALDI (V.O.)

(in French)

You're calling me on is phone?

MARCEL:

Oui.

BASTALDI (V.O.)

(in French)

My number's going to show up on his bill!

MARCEL:

(In French)

Should I call you back?

We can hear Bastaldi sigh over the line.

BASTALDI (V.O.)

(in French)

You've already robbed the safe?

MARCEL:

Oui.

BASTALDI (V.O.)

(in French)

Take what you've got and get out of there.

Bastaldi hangs up. The line goes dead.

ZAMMITO:

Walk out of here with nothing and I'll

forget this ever happened.

SAMI:

Yeah. Right. You're not a vendetta

kind of guy.

ZAMMITO:

I'll find you. No matter where you go

I'll find you.

DANIEL:

You don't carry the same weight in France

as you do here.

Marcel whispers into Daniel's ear.

MARCEL:

You think it's smart to tell him we're

French?

DANIEL:

I think he's already figured that out.

Zero who has been standing quietly by the window sees something

across the street. A flash. Light reflecting off glass. He takes

a pair of night vision binoculars out of one of the bags and looks

out the window.

ZERO'S POV -- of Agent Hadley and the other FBI Agent watching

him.

ZERO:

We are being watched.

Daniel grabs the binoculars and looks.

DANIEL:

Cops?

ZAMMITO:

FBI. They've been there for months.

Think I don't know. Morons.

Daniel closes the curtains. He tries to think. The crew huddles

together in the corner, speaking softly so Zammito can't hear them.

JULIEN:

What do we do?

MARCEL:

I was told to take what we have and go.

JULIEN:

Go where? The police are outside.

Daniel looks at the others.

DANIEL:

If we do this we all have to agree.

Marcel and Zero nod. Daniel looks to Julien who appears indecisive.

JULIEN:

I don't know. Maybe if we did just leave --

SAMI:

C'mon, get real, will you. You think

he's just going to forget about this?

These guys are all about respect. All

about honor. He's coming after us, so

we might as well take the money.

Julien nods. Sami walks over and grabs the black canvas bag.

ZAMMITO:

You're all dead.

Zero grins then tapes his mouth closed again.

EXT. BACK OF HOUSE -- NIGHT

The crew goes out the back door and climb over a fence.

EXT. STREET -- NIGHT

The crew arrives to find Raymond still playing with the hydraulics

of the Impala. They get in.

EXT. SOPHIE'S WAREHOUSE -- NIGHT

The Impala pulls into a driveway and goes to the rear of the

building, out of view from the street.

EXT. SOPHIE'S FRONT DOOR -- NIGHT

The crew waits as the door is unlocked. Wayne opens the door in a

stoned haze.

INT. SOPHIE'S WAREHOUSE -- NIGHT

The crew places their equipment on the table.

SOPHIE (V.O.)

Wayne, who is it?

She enters and appears surprised to see them.

SOPHIE:

I wasn't expecting you guys back so fast.

How'd it go?

She quickly notices their angry expressions.

SAMI:

How'd it go? I don't know. Daniel, how

would you say it went?

DANIEL:

I would have to say... pretty f***in'

bad. You gave us the wrong address

Sophie.

SOPHIE:

No, I didn't.

JULIEN:

Bastaldi got the address from you, yes?

SOPHIE:

Yes.

JULIEN:

And he gave it to us. 145 Ridgeway Road.

SOPHIE:

No. 145 Ridgeroad Way.

DANIEL:

That moron.

MARCEL:

It was an honest mistake. Ridgeway...

Ridgeroad... Ridgeway Road.

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