Detroit Page #6

- LEE:
Stay down!

They can't do this to us.

- AUBREY:
Carl, stay down!

- LEE:
What're you doing, man?

(GASPING)

SOLDIER 2:
Here we go!

Go. Go. Go. Go.

(SHOTGUN BLAST)

(SHOTGUN BLAST)

(GROANS)

SOLDIER 1:
Going up.

(GASPING)

Clear!

FLYNN:
Clear!

(GASPING)

POLICEMAN:
Police!

(WHIMPERING)

(SIREN WAILING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(POLICEMEN

SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Hey, do you hear that?

Fred, stay low!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Police! Get on the floor!

Get the f***

against the wall right now!

(OVERLAPPING SHOUTING)

All right, all right!

FRED:
I didn't do nothing!

(SHOUTING CONTINUES)

FLYNN:
Have you got a weapon?

LARRY:
I don't have

a f***ing gun!

FLYNN:
Put your hands

behind your back!

- Have you got a firearm?

- No!

Have you got a f***ing weapon?

(SHOUTING UPSTAIRS)

(CARL GASPING)

POLICEMAN:
Go, go, go!

- Come here! Come on!

- Why you doing this?

Get him the f***

downstairs now.

- Get the f*** out of here now!

- DEMENS:
Get out of here!

- FLYNN:
Come on!

- DEMENS:
Take him!

(WHIMPERING)

Put your hands on your head

and relax. Just calm down.

Sit down.

Put your hands on your head.

Move the f*** downstairs! Go!

LARRY:
I don't have a gun!

Don't pull, man!

Police! Put your hands

on your head!

GREENE:
They already are.

(JULIE GASPING)

KRAUSS:

Against the walls and doors!

All of them! Against the wall!

LARRY:
Fred!

Walls and doors!

I didn't do nothing!

I don't have nothing!

(SHOUTING CONTINUES

IN HALLWAY)

FRED:
I don't got no gun!

(GUN C*CKS)

(C*CKS GUN)

Anybody in there?

No, sir.

(GRUNTS)

(GASPS)

Get the f*** up! Get up!

Get downstairs! Go!

- FLYNN:
Get him downstairs!

- What's going... (SHRIEKS)

What're you doing here?

(SHOUTING)

POLICEMAN:
Down on

the ground! Get down!

- LEE:
I'm not resisting!

- POLICEMAN:
Get up!

(OVERLAPPING SHOUTING)

KRAUSS:
Yeah, keep goin'!

Don't look at me!

Against the wall,

bring them all down!

POLICEMAN:
Hey! You got him?

KRAUSS:
Against

the walls and doors!

POLICEMAN:
Turn around

and stay against the wall.

KRAUSS:
Let's get them

down here!

Let's go!

(GRUNTS)

Don't you f***ing move!

- Get them, go!

- What did we do?

DEMENS:
You better

shut your mouth!

FLYNN:
Get them! Get

the f***... Get out of here!

Get the f*** downstairs!

(OVERLAPPING SHOUTING)

Go! Let's get them

down here!

POLICEMAN:
Go!

Down the stairs! Let's go!

- KRAUSS:
Let's go!

- FRED:
Okay, okay!

AUBREY:
Come on, man!

My arm, man! Stop!

We didn't even do anything!

Sh*t!

(ALL GRUNTING)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

AUBREY:
Where's Carl, man?

AUBREY:
Where's Carl?

What happened?

Fella here had a knife,

tried to go for my gun.

Yeah, I heard him shout,

"Get off my gun!"

Yeah, it all happened

pretty fast.

I guess you had

to defend yourself.

(WHIMPERING)

LEE:
Aubrey, get back!

Get back

against the wall! Move!

- Chill!

- They killed Carl!

Don't be stupid, boy!

Stay against the wall!

Okay, okay.

AUBREY:
(CRYING) He has his face

filled with blood. They killed him, man.

Shame.

A young kid like that.

Still, he might be the

shooter. We need to find out.

AUBREY:
(WHIMPERING)

They killed him, man.

(AUBREY SOBBING)

AUBREY:

They killed our friend.

KRAUSS:
What's the deal

with the girls?

I found them with the

big n*gger down the end.

Same room?

- You find anything?

- Nothing.

No gun?

No.

Some bad news.

One of the guests is dead.

(SOBBING)

He tried to take

a police officer's weapon,

...ended up getting shot.

Carl Cooper.

AUBREY:
He killed Carl.

(SOBBING)

(SOBBING)

May he rest in peace. Amen.

Amen.

Now let's not be stupid

in this situation.

(JULIE SNIFFLING)

We still have a crime scene

here and you're all suspects.

Each and every one of you.

Don't look at me!

Turn around, face the wall!

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

(SOBBING)

Was Carl the one

doing the shooting?

Huh?

Somebody better start

getting honest with me.

(ALL SOBBING)

(FOOTSTEPS ON THE STAIRS)

Hey! I want that gun!

We looked around,

we didn't find a gun.

Doesn't mean

it's not here! Go find it!

You, too!

I got nothing

against you people.

But you need to tell me

where the gun is.

You need to tell me...

...who was doing the shooting.

I'm only gonna ask

so many times.

Who did the shooting?

We don't know.

You do f***ing know!

You were upstairs,

who was doing the shooting?

- Who was doing the shooting?

- You doing the shooting, man!

Lee!

LEE:
No, man.

Carl ain't got no gun.

What's that?

You're the ones out here

killing people!

Say that to my face!

I said, Carl ain't shoot

nobody, man!

Yeah, all right.

(GRUNTING)

MICHAEL:
F***.

(KAREN SOBBING)

Stop your goddamn crying!

Face the door!

You, too. Face the front!

(GASPING)

Why don't you pick that up

and defend yourself?

Hmm?

It's easy, look.

You sure you don't wanna

try and stab me?

(GASPING)

I'm not gonna play your game.

FLYNN:
Come on.

That would just give me

an excuse to do...

...what we both know

is gonna happen anyway.

Right?

Man, y'all

some crazy crackers!

(GRUNTS)

GREENE:
Sh*t!

(AUBREY SOBBING)

(LEE COUGHING)

FLYNN:
Get off of me.

You still a cracker. (COUGHS)

Shut the f*** up, all right?

Shut up.

KRAUSS:
There's a goddamn

shooter in this house.

Was it Carl?

Let me tell you something.

If you think that you can

shoot at innocent people...

...and get away with it,

...you are dead wrong.

My partner said, "stand up."

- Look, I'll take him.

- So stand.

DISMUKES:
Go search the place,

I'll take him with me.

Come on, come on.

- Come on.

- Get the f*** outta here.

(GROANING)

KRAUSS:

I got all night, people.

Nobody's gonna talk?

Nobody knows

who the shooter is?

AUBREY:

Please, God. Please, God.

Nobody's going to admit sh*t?

All right.

Then start prayin'.

Start praying. What's the

matter, boy? You don't pray?

You don't go

to f***in' church?

- Start praying!

- AUBREY:
Oh, Lord.

Forgive our trespasses as we forgive

those that trespass against us.

KRAUSS:
'Cause I will

kill you, one by one,

...until you tell me exactly

what is going on here.

AUBREY:
Cover us with

the blood of Jesus, God.

I'm just gonna assume

you're all criminals.

Because if we're honest,

you probably are.

So let's hear it.

Let's f***ing hear it!

Pray! Do it loud!

(GRUNTS)

You don't sing

that gospel sh*t?

(SINGING) My way

There you go,

now we got two of 'em.

AUBREY:
Take the hate out

of our hearts, God.

What about you?

Your grace is with me

You are not praying. I'm not

hearing sh*t out of you.

- Mary, full of grace...

- KRAUSS:
I don't give a f***.

You may need a little f***in'

help to know how to pray.

(GRUNTS)

(ALL PRAYING)

You are near me

JULIE:

Hail Mary, full of grace.

When my life

He's really f***in' praying.

It's not bad.

(LAUGHING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(LEE COUGHS)

(MUSIC SHUTS OFF)

All right, check the room.

Under the beds

and in the drawers. Okay?

(CLATTERING)

(SHOUTING AND CRYING)

They're gonna kill us, man.

Why? You gonna be crazy?

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