Do the Right Thing Page #4

JADE:

And move to Long Island...

MOTHER SISTER:

And move to Long Island. Number

Two:
my ex-husband lost all my

property, all my money in his

scheme to build a Black business

empire. Needless to say what

happened, this house is it, all I

got. I'm too through with yar

people.

CLOSE UP--JADE

JADE:

Whew!

21.

She looks up at the white-hot sun.

CLOSE UP--MOTHER SISTER

She does the same.

X CLOSE UP--THE WHITE-HOT SUN

HOT, HOTTER AND HOTTEST MONTAGE

Right now, folks, we're gonna suspend the narrative and show

how people are coping with the oppressive heat.

People are taking cold showers.

Sticking faces in ice-cold, water-filled sinks.

Heads stuck in refrigerators.

A wife tells her husband, "Hell no, I'm not cooking. It's

too hot. The kitchen is closed."

Men downing six-packs of ice-cold brew.

Faces stuck directly in front of fans.

A young kid cracks an egg on Sal's Cadillac. The moment the

egg hits the car hood it starts to cook. The kid looks

directly INTO THE CAMERA and smiles, then looks up to see

Sal, mad as a motherf***er, chasing after him.

And how can I forget the papers, the newspaper headlines.

New York Post:
"A SCORCHER"

New York Daily News: "2 HOT 4 U?"

New York Newsday: "OH BOY! BAKED APPLE"

New York Times:
"RECORD HEATWAVE HITS CITY"

EXT:
STREET--DAY

CLOSE UP--JOHNNY PUMP

POW! A powerful gush of water flies out RIGHT AT THE CAMERA.

Ahmad has just turned on the johnny pump and the white

stream of water flies across the street.

This attracts all the people of the block. It's a chance to

cool off and momentarily beat the killer heat.

ANGLE--CEE AND PUNCHY

They both scrape beer cans on the sidewalk.

22.

ANGLE--ELLA

She stands with caution away from the fire hydrant. Ella

does not want to get wet.

ANGLE--CEE AND PUNCHY

They're still scraping away.

ANGLE--STREET

Folks, young and old, begin to get in the water and play.

ANGLE--CEE AND PUNCHY

Both now have cans with the ends scraped away, and go to the

johnny pump. Punchy bends down behind the hydrant and

places the can over the water. The can now directs the

water into giant streams.

ANGLE--ELLA

Ahmad sneaks up behind Ella and picks her up. She's kicking

and screaming furiously.

ELLA:

Ahmad! Put me down! Put me down!

I can't get wet! I'm not playing!

Ahmad is not having it. He carries a kicking Ella into the

middle of the street in direct line of fire.

AHMAD:

Yo!

ELLA:

No!

They both are hit with a blast of water and are soaked to

the bone. Ella starts to punch Ahmad, and chases after him.

ANGLE--STREET

We hear the familiar rap music of Radio Raheem's box.

CLOSE--RADIO RAHEEM

Radio Raheem is too cool. By the way he's dressed, it could

be fall, not the hottest day of the year. But you could

never tell it from him. He's too cool.

CLOSE--RADIO RAHEEM

23.

Raheem looks at Cee, he wants to get by and he doesn't want

to get wet either. And if his box gets wet, somebody is

gonna die. Cee knows this too.

ANGLE--JOHNNY PUMP

Cee stands in front of the hydrant, blocking the water so

Radio Raheem can pass.

ANGLE--RADIO RAHEEM

He slowly bops across the street as all eyes watch. When

he's clear, Cee moves and the water gushes out again as

folks play.

ANGLE--STREET

We hear a car horn blowing. People move out of the way as

the vehicle speeds through the spray.

ANGLE--WHITE CONVERTIBLE

An older man, CHARLIE, stops his white convertible and blows

his horn.

CHARLIE:

I'm not playing. There's gonna be

trouble if you f*** around.

CLOSE--CEE AND PUNCHY

PUNCHY:

Go 'head. You got it. You got it.

CLOSE--CHARLIE

CHARLIE:

This is an expensive car.

CLOSE--CEE

CEE:

You won't get wet.

ANGLE--HYDRANT

Both Punchy and Cee sit in front of the hydrant once again,

blocking the water.

ANGLE--WHITE CONVERTIBLE

The car cautiously eases forward. Charlie doesn't trust Cee

and Punchy at all.

24.

CLOSE--CHARLIE

CHARLIE:

I'm warning you.

CLOSE--CEE AND PUNCHY

PUNCHY:

C'mon.

CEE:

Hurry up. We ain't got all day.

ANGLE--STREET

The people all move to the car, for they know what is about

to happen.

ANGLE--HYDRANT

Cee and Punchy leap off the hydrant, unleashing a jet blast

that flies directly into Charlie's car. The whole block is

dying.

ANGLE--STREET

Charlie pulls his flooded car over to the curb, jumps out,

and runs to get hold of Cee and Punchy. Of course, he's

slow, as the kids turn into track stars and make like Carl

Lewis.

ANGLE--STREET

Charlie, a wet mess, tries to buy some sympathy from the

folks; none is to be bought.

CHARLIE:

I'm f***ing soaked. If I ever

catch those fucks they'll be sorry.

Cocksucking sonabitches!

The ranting continues, and people laugh at him.

CHARLIE:

You people make me sick.

A cop car screeches to a halt in front of the man. Two

officers, LONG and PONTE, get out.

CHARLIE:

Officers, I want an arrest made.

Now.

25.

OFFICER PONTE:

What happened?

CHARLIE:

Two Black kids soaked me and my car.

It's f***ing ruined.

OFFICER LONG:

Where are they?

CHARLIE:

Where are they? What kind of

f***ing a**hole question is that?

They ran the f*** away.

OFFICER PONTE:

Do you wish to file a complaint?

CHARLIE:

A complaint. I want those fucks

locked under the jail.

Officer Long goes into his car and gets a wrench.

ANGLE--JOHNNY PUMP

Officer Long turns off the hydrant, then puts the cap back on.

OFFICER PONTE:

This hydrant better not come back

on or there's gonna be hell to pay.

CHARLIE:

What about my car? I want justice.

Officer Long sides up to Da Mayor who's been looking on.

OFFICER LONG:

You know anything about this?

Da Mayor is quiet.

CHARLIE:

He knows. He's a witness. They

all know. He saw the whole thing.

Officer Ponte goes to Da Mayor's other side.

OFFICER LONG:

Who were the punks?

DA MAYOR:

Those who'll tell don't know.

Those who know won't tell.

26.

OFFICER PONTE:

A wise guy.

Mookie emerges from the crowd and leads Da Mayor away from

the interrogation.

MOOKIE:

Let's go, Mayor.

OFFICER LONG:

Keep this hydrant off. You want to

swim, go to Coney Island.

CHARLIE:

He's leaving? What about me?

OFFICER PONTE:

I suggest you get in your car

quick, before these people start to

strip it clean.

The man looks at the crowd of Blacks and Puerto Ricans

around him and he considers what he just heard.

OFFICER LONG:

Let's go, break it up. Go back to

your jobs.

OFFICER PONTE:

What jobs?

Both cops laugh.

ANGLE--STREET

Charlie drives away, fuming.

INT:
ROOFTOP--DAY

Cee and Punchy look down from a roof on all the havoc and

confusion they've started. Both laugh.

INT:
SAL'S FAMOUS PIZZERIA--DAY

Mookie enters.

SAL:

Mookie, what took you so long? I

got a business to run.

MOOKIE:

Run it then.

27.

SAL:

Here, this goes to the radio station.

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