Do the Right Thing Page #7

MOOKIE:

It's e-vit-able.

PINO:

Keep dreaming.

MOOKIE:

F*** you, f*** pizza, and f***

Frank Sinatra, too.

PINO:

Well, f*** you, too, and f***

Michael Jordan.

CUT TO:

RACIAL SLUR MONTAGE

The following will be a QUICK-CUTTING MONTAGE of racial

slurs, with different ethnic groups pointing the finger at

one another. Each person looks directly INTO THE CAMERA.

CLOSE--MOOKIE

43.

MOOKIE:

Dago, wop, garlic-breath, guinea,

pizza-slinging, spaghetti-bending,

Vic Damone, Perry Como, Luciano

Pavarotti, Sole Mio, nonsinging

motherf***er.

CUT TO:

CLOSE--PINO

PINO:

You gold-teeth, gold-chain-wearing,

fried-chicken-and-biscuit-eatin',

monkey, ape, baboon, big thigh,

fast-running, three-hundred-sixty-

degree-basketball-dunking spade

Moulan Yan.

CUT TO:

CLOSE--STEVIE

STEVIE:

You slant-eyed, me-no-speak-

American, own every fruit and

vegetable stand in New York,

Reverend Moon, Summer Olympics '88,

Korean kick-boxing bastard.

CUT TO:

CLOSE--OFFICER LONG

OFFICER LONG:

Goya bean-eating, fifteen in a car,

thirty in an apartment, pointed

shoes, red-wearing, Menudo, meda-

meda Puerto Rican cocksucker.

CUT TO:

CLOSE--KOREAN CLERK

KOREAN CLERK:

It's cheap, I got a good price for

you, Mayor Koch, "How I'm doing,"

chocolate-egg-cream-drinking, bagel

and lox, B'nai B'rith a**hole.

CUT TO:

44.

INT:
WE LOVE RADIO STATION CONTROL ROOM--DAY

CLOSE--MISTER SEÑOR LOVE DADDY

MISTER SEÑOR LOVE DADDY

Yo! Hold up! Time out! Time out!

Y'all take a chill. Ya need to

cool that sh*t out... and that's

the truth, Ruth.

CUT TO:

CLOSE--WHITE-HOT SUN

INT:
SAL'S FAMOUS PIZZERIA--DAY

Mookie picks up his two pizza pies for delivery.

MOOKIE:

Sal, can you do me a favor?

SAL:

Depends.

MOOKIE:

Can you pay me now?

SAL:

Can't do.

MOOKIE:

Sal, just this once, do me that

solid.

SAL:

You know you don't get paid till we

close tonight. We're still open.

MOOKIE:

I would like to get paid now.

SAL:

Tonight, when we close.

Mookie leaves.

EXT:
STREET--DAY

Mookie walks down the block. The streets are filled with

kids playing. WE SEE stoop ball, double dutch, hand games,

bike-riding, skateboarding, etc.

ANGLE--MOOKIE

45.

Radio Raheem approaches Mookie.

MOOKIE:

Whaddup. Money?

RADIO RAHEEM:

I was going to buy a slice.

MOOKIE:

I'll be back after I make this

delivery.

RADIO RAHEEM:

On the rebound.

Mookie stares at the gold "brass knuckles" rings Radio

Raheem wears on each hand. Spelled out across the rings are

the words "LOVE" on the right hand and "HATE" on the left

hand.

MOOKIE:

That's the dope.

RADIO RAHEEM:

I just copped them. Let me tell

you the story of Right-Hand--Left-

Hand--the tale of Good and Evil.

MOOKIE:

I'm listening.

RADIO RAHEEM:

HATE!

He thrusts up his left hand.

RADIO RAHEEM:

It was with this hand that Brother

Cain iced his brother. LOVE!

He thrusts up his right hand.

RADIO RAHEEM:

See these fingers, they lead

straight to the soul of man. The

right hand. The hand of LOVE!

Mookie is buggin'.

RADIO RAHEEM:

The story of Life is this...

He locks his fingers and writhes, cracking the joints.

46.

RADIO RAHEEM:

STATIC! One hand is always fighting

the other. Left Hand Hate is

kicking much ass and it looks like

Right Hand Love is finished. Hold

up. Stop the presses! Love is

coming back, yes, it's Love. Love

has won. Left Hand Hate KO'ed by

Love.

Mookie doesn't know what to say, so he doesn't say anything.

RADIO RAHEEM:

Brother, Mookie, if I love you I

love you, but if I hate you...

MOOKIE:

I understand.

RADIO RAHEEM:

I love you, my brother.

MOOKIE:

I love you, Black.

INT:
SAL'S FAMOUS PIZZERIA--DAY

Radio Raheem enters Sal's with music blaring.

RADIO RAHEEM:

Two slices.

SAL:

No service till you turn dat sh*t

off.

RADIO RAHEEM:

Two slices.

PINO:

Turn it off.

SAL:

Mister Radio Raheem, I can't even

hear myself think. You are

disturbing me and you are disturbing

my customers.

Sal grabs his Mickey Mantle bat from underneath the counter.

Everyone, Sal, Vito, Pino, Radio Raheem, and the customers

are poised for something to jump off, STATIC.

CLOSE--RADIO RAHEEM

47.

He smiles and turns off the beat.

RADIO RAHEEM:

Two slices, extra cheese.

CLOSE--SAL

Sal puts Mickey Mantle back into its place.

SAL:

When you come in Sal's Famous

Pizzeria, no music. No rap, no

music. Capisce? Understand?...

This is a place of business. Extra

cheese is two dollars.

INT:
TENEMENT HALLWAY--DAY

Mookie hands the pizzas over and takes the money and counts

it.

MOOKIE:

Thanks.

EXT:
STREET--DAY

Mookie walks, says hello to the people he knows.

EXT:
STOOP--DAY

Mookie runs up stoop.

INT:
MOOKIE'S APARTMENT--DAY

We hear a key in the door, the lock turns and Mookie enters.

MOOKIE:

Jade.

JADE (OS)

I'm in here.

INT:
JADE'S BEDROOM--DAY

Jade sits in a chair directly in front of an air conditioner

going full blast.

JADE:

How come you're not at Sal's?

MOOKIE:

I'm working.

48.

JADE:

Is this another one of your patented

two-hour lunches?

MOOKIE:

I just come home to take a quick

shower.

JADE:

Sal's gonna be mad.

MOOKIE:

Later for Sal. Y'know, sometimes I

think you're more concerned with

him than me.

JADE:

I think no such a thing. Sal pays

you, you should work.

MOOKIE:

Slavery days are over. My name

ain't Kunta Kinte. Sis, I don't

want to argue, stop pressing me.

JADE:

I just don't want you to lose the

one job you've been able to keep,

that's all. I'm carrying you as it

is.

MOOKIE:

Don't worry 'bout me. I always get

paid.

JADE:

Yeah, then ya should take better

care of your responsibilities.

MOOKIE:

What responsibilities?

JADE:

I didn't stutter. Take care of

your responsibilities. Y'know

exactly what I'm talking about.

INT:
BATHROOM--DAY

Mookie turns on the shower and screams; the water is ice cold.

EXT:
MOTHER SISTER'S STOOP--DAY

Mother Sister sits in her window looking out at the block.

49.

EXT:
DA MAYOR'S STOOP--DAY

Da Mayor has fallen asleep sitting on his stoop. His hands

loosely hold a brown paper bag that is tightly twisted

around a beer can.

EXT:
CORNER--DAY

Sweet Dick, ML, and Coconut Sid each hold an umbrella for

protection from the hot and harsh rays.

EXT:
FIRE ESCAPE--DAY

Ahmad, Punchy, Cee, and Ella sit on a fire escape, trying to

keep still, trying to find a cool spot in the shade. No one

says a word.

INT:
SAL'S FAMOUS PIZZERIA--DAY

Sal takes a seat at one of the tables.

SAL:

I'm beat.

Pino sits down next to his father.

PINO:

Pop, I think we should sell this

place, get outta here while we're

still ahead...and alive.

SAL:

Since when do you know what's best

for us?

PINO:

Couldn't we sell this and open up a

new one in our own neighborhood?

SAL:

Too many pizzerias already there.

PINO:

Then we could try something else.

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