Dog Day Afternoon Page #16

SONNY:

Yeah! We're hot entertainment, right?

You got me and Sal on TV... we're

entertainment you sell, right?

TV NEWSMAN:

You're news, Sonny...

SONNY:

How much you have to pay an

entertainer to fill this slot?

TV NEWSMAN:

Newsman, not...

SONNY:

Okay, newsman. How much you make a

week?

(beat)

You're not talkin'. You payin' me?

What have you got for me? We're

givin' you entertainment... what are

you givin' us?

TV NEWSMAN:

What do you want us to give you?

You want to be paid for...

SONNY:

I don't want to be paid. I'm here

with Sal and eight other people...

and we're dyin'! They're gonna blow

our guts out, man! You're gonna see

our brains onna sidewalk! How's

that for all you shut-ins and

housewives to look at! You gonna

help, or you just put it on instead

of AS THE WORLD TURNS? We're dyin'

here! What have you got for me?

TV NEWSMAN:

You could give up.

SONNY:

Oh yeah? Give up? You ever been in

prison?

TV NEWSMAN:

Of course not...

SONNY:

Then talk about somethin' you f***in'

know about...

At that instant, the TV screen switches to a PLEASE STAND BY

card and we hear an announcer's voice over:

ANNOUNCER (V.O.)

Ladies and gentlemen, our transmission

has been temporarily interrupted.

Please stand by.

Sonny hangs up the phone, looks at Mulvaney, puzzled at the

outcome of the conversation.

SONNY:

Why the hell did he do that? What

the hell did I do?

MULVANEY:

I guess he didn't appreciate your

use of language. They don't speak

that way on television. It's a rule.

Do you realize you've cut off a

valuable source of communication?

Sonny now moves over to Sal.

SONNY:

Okay, Sal... what do we do?

SAL:

(no answer)

SONNY:

I figure maybe we can get the FBI to

make a deal...

SAL:

What kind of a deal?

SONNY:

Maybe we can get outta this thing

alive... get 'em to drop the

kidnapping charges...

SAL:

What do you mean? You talkin' about

coppin a plea?

SONNY:

(starts to speak, but

Sal interrupts)

SAL:

...because if you're talking about

coppin' a plea, I'm tellin' you right

now, there's no deal... I'm never

going back to prison... We got our

own deal already... Do you remember

the pact we made? You and me and

Jackie - that night in the bar... we

were talkin' about if we get trapped

in the bank, what are you gonna do...

Right? What did we say? What did

we say!

SONNY:

We'd kill ourselves.

SAL:

Does that still go?

PHONE RINGS.

SONNY:

We're not there yet.

PHONE CONTINUES TO RING.

Sonny now walks over to the ringing phone on Edna's desk.

Jenny, sitting on top of the desk, thinks the call is from

her husband, starts to reach for it but as she does, Sonny

grabs it away from her.

SONNY:

You're on the phone!

1ST CRANK (V.O.)

Kill them all. Now.

It's a heavy adhesive voice that can be heard clearly

throughout the bank.

SONNY:

Kill them all now? You f***in' creep!

Don't call here again!

Sonny slams down the receiver, looks around at the group.

SONNY:

You see what we're dealing with?

They want me to kill all of you!

MULVANEY:

What now, Sonny?

SONNY:

Wait a minute... I've been looking

at this all wrong... Let's look at

it the other way...

He crosses over to Sal.

SONNY:

Look, we gotta get a jet outta here...

outta the country. We gotta get a

helicopter. Okay, Sal? We get a

helicopter on the roof to take us to

the jet and we fly to the sunny

Caribbean. Algeria. We got to look

at the bright side. We got 'em by

the balls, we got the hostages, we

can get anything we want. They gotta

give it to us.

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