Dog Day Afternoon Page #20

SONNY:

Yeah...

SAL:

I never been up in a plane before.

SONNY:

It's nothing - it just goes up -

it's the safest thing in the world.

Safer than a car. Don't worry about

it, Sal - it'll be all right...

they're great...

And Sonny and Mulvaney exit toward rear of bank.

INT. BANK - BACK DOOR AREA - LATE AFTERNOON (APPROX. 5 PM)

Sonny and Mulvaney move toward the back door and stop under

a trap door in the ceiling. Mulvaney looks up at it.

MULVANEY:

It's gonna be up there.

As Sonny is staring up at the trap door, thinking about what

to do, he hears a tiny scratching SOUND.

SONNY:

What's that?

Sonny, tensing like an animal, peers around wildly to locate

the source of the little scratching SOUND: like mice at a

steel door.

ON SONNY:

who quickly runs back toward the desk area.

ON GROUP - DESKS' AREA

Sonny races back in, grabs the gun from atop Mulvaney's desk,

and with the cartridge in the other hand, runs back toward

the back door again, jamming cartridge into rifle.

At this point, Sal runs in from the Conference room, covering

everyone point-blank again, yelling for Edna to join the

rest of the group.

SONNY:

(whispering)

They're trying to come through the

door!

SAL:

(to Edna)

Everybody! Back here!

Edna quickly obeys, moving quickly to the rest of the group.

ON BACK DOOR AREA

as Sonny races toward Mulvaney and back door with gun.

ANGLE ON MULVANEY

Somebody or something is working on the other side of the

door!

NEW ANGLE ON SONNY

as he moves back from the door, turns and levels the rifle

on the back door...

MULVANEY:

Sonny, if you shoot, shoot high...

my car's parked out there.

ON SONNY:

staring at the door. He hears the continued scratching noise

and might even see the door knob move.

Abruptly he swings the rifle up so the bullet going through

will clearly go over the head of any man, out through the

transom.

He FIRES.

ANGLE ON INSIDE - SAL AND GROUP

They all scream, some of them falling to the floor, huddling

together in terror.

SONNY - AND GROUP

Sonny races back into main area where Sal covers group.

SAL:

(to group)

Get over here! Get over here!

EXT. BANK - REAR DOOR - LATE DAY

A knot of half a dozen police are working at the door. Two

were trying to work tubes under it to pump in gas, others

were trying a nylon line to the doorknob, the idea being

that if Sonny came out that way, the moment he began to open

the door the cops would yank it open, exposing him completely

and gun him down. The cops SCREAM as the SHOT comes through

the door, showering them with brick fragments. They scramble

over cars, over each other, over fences, running into other

cops, who also, not knowing what's happening, turn and flee,

running into the crowd, which panics.

VARIOUS ANGLES:

on men, women, children, cops, detectives, dogs, cats,

reporters, all in the area of the rear of the bank fleeing

in waves over fences, cars, etc. A flood of people like

lemmings. This is INTERCUT BY:

INT. BANK

1) MARGARET fainting.

2) SAL herds group into vault area.

3) SONNY dashing back and forth into rear bank area.

ANGLE ON BARBER SHOP

Moretti, Sheldon, others come charging out, wondering what

the hell, pulling guns out.

BACK OF BANK:

The cops, safely distanced and back in cover, peek out at:

BANK DOOR:

It is okay.

RADIO NETWORK (V.O.)

What's happening? He shot through

the door. Is he coming out? Can

you see in...

(Etc., etc.)

ON MORETTI:

reaches out his hand for a bullhorn that is thrust into it

immediately.

MORETTI:

(on bullhorn)

Sonny!

A few louts in the crowd yell out in imitation:

LOUTS:

Sonny!

MORETTI:

Sonny!

CROWD:

(echoing)

Sonny!

Moretti shrugs off his irritation and raises the bullhorn

one more time:
the crowd is ready and SCREAMS in unison as

Moretti says:

MORETTI & CROWD

Sonny!

You could hear it for a half a mile!

Sonny starts to yell at Moretti.

SONNY:

(inside bank)

What the hell you doin' back there?

MORETTI:

Sonny, come on out!

Sonny walks over to Sal, gives him the rifle.

SONNY:

Sal, watch 'em... I'm goin' out.

ANGLE ON BANK:

as Sonny comes charging out.

SONNY:

What the f*** do you want?

MORETTI:

They were...

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